Dominion

Previously on Dominion...

Our brother's learned a new trick.

He knows how to possess the lower angels.

Does the child know about your colorful past?

Is that a threat?

I need your help, Louis.

I understand you not wanting

to go against your fellow angel.

Stand with me or leave Vega.

These angel-worshipping traitors.

When I find them,

I will end them.

My acolytes need protecting at all costs.

As soon as this wedding is over,

you're going to step down.

That isn't just any eight-ball in there. It's Claire's mother.

I've read the texts. I know about evictions.

Shut your mouth!

"Sanctify this vessel."

Do something!

Michael!

I can't. No one can.

Give me the room.

Little pig, little pig...

This old V5 lady, she gives me a 100 chip for a half-dozen peaches.

Must be good peaches.

She thought it was a 10...

Little pig,

let me in.

Louis?

Louis, you okay?

Never better.

I don't know what came over me.

You work too hard. Mmm.

You're right. I think I have earned some "me time,"

haven%I?

lwin.

Those things will kill you.

Sanctify this vessel.

Don't you know who I am?

Your name is Jonathan Reese.

His name is Jonathan Reese.

My name is... Dirge, we know.

Sanctify this vessel.

Perhaps the apocrypha?

I don't need to read the damn book anymore.

Says who? Says the markings.

You might have told me that. That signifies progress.

Yeah, and I'm trying to build on that progress.

Save human lives.

Sanctify this vessel.

Sanctify this vessel!

I applaud your enthusiasm.

But overconfidence is a trap.

I know how this works.

I burned the angel out of Claire's mom.

Clementine was a unique case.

For want of a better word, she was "domesticated" by the General.

That might have had an effect.

Yeah, well...

What about this one?

Florida.

Wasn't anywhere near domesticated.

Brought him back to the surface for five minutes.

Five minutes and then he went into convulsions and died.

And these are the only ones who carried IDs.

What about Nevada?

I believe I was out when you worked on her.

Yeah, you don't want to know about Nevada.

Yes. I do.

Snapped her own neck before I could finish.

Spiritual matters have never been an exact science.

He's a lost cause.

He doesn't need this, poor son-of-a-bitch.

Don't pity him.

Those who knew the body have long since mourned.

Sorry. Oh, are you?

Wasn't talking to you, Dirge.

I agreed to let you hone your skills,

but this is becoming a fool's errand!

Better a fool who tries and fails,

than a coward who sits around and does nothing.

We've been hanging out too much.

You can't keep doing this to yourself.

I can, and I will,

until I get it right.

You have to eat. You're insane.

You need your strength.

Worshipping Gabriel, that despicable piece of shit.

I'm looking out for myself, okay?

Something you taught me from a very young age.

And now I'm looking out for you.

Don't patronize me.

I'm trying to save you.

That's what I used to tell people on TV,

usually accompanied by a 1-800 number.

Yes, but I'm not you, am I, Father?

Because I'm telling the truth.

When the end comes...

...there will be humans who are spared.

And the ones I care about will be among them.

I'm not one of your acolytes,

and I never will be.

I teach one thing.

That the Chosen One will save us.

Oh, please.

But my sheep at the Savior Church

don't need to know their time is near.

They're comforted by those words.

But we wise and fortunate followers of Gabriel

know that he will only bring about their end.

Do you listen to yourself? You're delusional.

Says the man who thought building a wall around a city...

Argh!

...would keep him safe.

When all he actually ever needed was Gabriel.

You can go on as much as you like about Gabriel.

This is about how I mistreated you, isn't it?

Gabriel teaches us where one breaks,

one becomes stronger.

And you, Father,

have given me more strength than I can measure.

I never thought you had the balls for revenge.

This isn't about revenge.

This is about love.

Claire! I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.

Is everything okay? Your father?

Yes, he's fine. Actually, I'm here with good news.

I was beginning to wonder if there ever was such a thing.

Mmm, there is. I want to move the wedding forward.

That's... Uh...

That's great news.

Yes, it is.

How soon did you have in mind? Next week.

Claire, I'm thrilled, but...

Why the rush?

I'm going to level with you, William.

I fought to keep my father in office when the Senate went after him,

and I'm just not sure it was a good idea.

I feel, if we get married sooner,

then I can take the burden of running the city off his shoulders quicker.

How's your father?

He's taken a bit of a turn, actually,

with his pneumonia.

Shouldn't he be in the infirmary?

Yeah, but you know him.

He can't have anyone see him weak.

Even if it means he suffers.

Well, tell him his future daughter-in-law says, "Get well soon."

I will.

Thank you.

We missed you at the bar tonight.

Otherwise occupied.

Yeah.

I made a toast in your honor.

If you were there, you would have killed me.

About Claire moving up her wedding.

Old news.

Then why do you look like someone killed your dog?

Since when are V2s allowed dogs, huh?

Oh, poor guy-

I'd offer you some scotch, but someone drank it all.

It's been a rough few weeks.

It would be a lot less rough

if you looped me in.

Or Ethan. Or anyone.

There's nothing to be looped-in about.

Look.

If you don't cheer up,

you're going to leave me no choice.

Nomes, I'm not playing this game... Hmm?

Argh!

Nome... Don't, okay?

Please! Ow!

Stop!

It's just your face, every time!

Sorry!

It's just sad that I have to hurt you

to make you laugh.

Ah! Okay, okay.

I guess the Chosen One canlaugh,huh?

Uh-uh. Why?