Previously on AMC's Preacher...
You are in possession of an enormous power.
It's called Genesis...
the singular force that threatened all of creation.
I am a 119-year-old vampire.
I've fallen for yeh, Tulip.
I have a boyfriend.
Where is God?!
God is missing!
HELL
We won't need to kill the preacher.
God wants our help, we're helping.
If he doesn't, we're gonna kick his ass.
What are we waiting on?
THE SEARCH FOR GOD
DAY ONE
70 million circumcisions every year...
that they report!
And that's just in this country.
Think about that.
You know what, Cassidy?
I don't want to.
70 million baby boys' foreskins, right,
severed, harvested, piled up,
shoveled into bloody warehouses,
and you don't want to know what they're using them for.
Who's the "they," Cassidy?
The oligarchs.
It's big business.
Hey, this guy of yours we're gonna go see...
what's his deal?
Mike's an old family friend.
If we're looking for God, seems like a good place to start.
So, he's like a God detective, right?
Like some kinda spirit tracker,
bounty hunter kinda family friend?
He's a religious scholar.
Just reads a lot.
Well... that sounds like a fun place to start.
Skin grafts. Skin grafts.
We know they're putting foreskin in skin grafts.
It was on "The Oprah Winfrey Show."
And they're putting it into t-the face creams
- you all use... the girls. - Hold up.
They do not put foreskins in face creams.
Yes, they do. It helps bloody collagen
- or something like that. - Cassidy, that is a lie!
You'd feel those... itty-bitty foreskins on you.
What you feel is smoother, younger-seeming skin, see?
And that's how they hawk it.
You just got to think about it.
- You do have nice skin. - Shut up.
Back to 50/50 mix of sunshine
with clouds this afternoon.
This is such a bad song.
Shite.
Bollocks. I just lit this.
How fast were you going?
97.
It's cool.
I just pull over and... do my Afghan war vet thing.
Yeah. You could do that.
Seriously?
It's up to you.
We're low on gas.
Don't do it, then.
I love a car chase.
It's a good song.
Yeah.
It's all right.
You happy now?
Gettin' there.
You're cute.
Wanna go out sometime?
I'd like that.
Get out of the car!
There's gonna be a plan, right?
Sure.
All right, freak.
Drop the grass and the umbrella right now.
But I need the umbrella,
or otherwise I burst into flames, see?
Drop the umbrella... now!
All right. Well, all right. Lemme just get me things.
No, hands! Hands! Let me see your hands!
- Let me see your hands! - Just relax.
- I'm just gonna grab me sunscreen. - Let me see!
I just want to grab my sunscree...
Give me your hands!
You bastard!
Put your hands on the... Be careful. Be careful.
- Thanks ever so much. - Yeah, sure thing.
Let's book.
What the hell are you doing?
What? He said he'd catch fire.
Idiot.
Guess he was telling the truth about needing that umbrella, huh?
Come on out here, boy.
I want to ask y'all some questions...
out here in the sunshine.
No, no, no, no, no. Do... Don't...
Stop.
Holster your guns.
What the hell'd you just say?
Shut your mouth!
Step over there.
You...
gas up our car.
You...
mace your balls.
You two, hold hands.
And, you...
recite "The Yellow Rose of Texas."
¶ There's a yellow rose of Texas I'm goin' down to see ¶
¶ No other soldier knows her, no soldier, only me ¶
¶ She cried so when I left her ¶
¶ It'd like to have broke her heart ¶
¶ And if I ever meet her, we nevermore will part ¶
Nah, I don't like that.
Like what? That thing of yours...
that thing that made me kiss you.
- Genesis. - Whatever. I don't like it.
You rather we just shoot our way out of this?
Be fair, at least.
- That thing ain't even fun. - It's kinda fun.
¶ The yellow rose of Texas is the only girl for me ¶
Something that gets in your head like some kinda smoky brain hand
that makes you do things?
"Smoky brain hand"?
Whatever. Look, my point is, how would you like it?
Get Cassidy and let's go.
¶ ...one quiet summer night ¶
¶ She said, "Oh, do you remember?" ¶
¶ "We parted long ago" ¶
¶ I told her I'd return again and never leave her so ¶
Everybody, down!
¶ She's the sweetest little rosebud that Texas... ¶
Sniper. We're in the open.
Smoke!
Keep firing!
Stay down!
¶ The yellow rose... ¶
God damn it!
- What kinda gun is that? - I don't know!
Maybe I'll make him tell me.
Time to go.
I'm not leaving my car.
Where's Cassidy?
I'm not leaving my car, Jesse.
Then you better siphon some gas.
Siphon? With what?
How 'bout that?
No way.
It's up to you.
I got to find Cassidy.
- Ready to go? - Yes, please.
Go! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Drive, drive, drive, drive! Go!
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I gotta get the taste out.
My Lord.
What the heck you folks get into out there?
Is that...
Is that intestine?!
All right, I'm gonna call the cops right now!
There's no cops left!
That son of a bitch shot 'em all!
And we don't want any more trouble, so why don't you just
pretend we weren't here?
Yep.
Here.
Trust me.
Hello. Come here, you little beauty.
Still no reports of survivors
in the blast that destroyed a small Texas town.
Authorities are calling the explosion...
- ..."one of the worst disasters in recent history." - Hey.
Authorities are still searching for answers
- on what could have caused the horrific blast... - All right.
- ...but attempts to survey the damage... - I got bottled water,
juice,
some... Yoo-hoo,
and hot sauce.
Hello?
All right. I'm ready.
Let's go.
Fine.
Did you see that back there?
It was like we weren't even there.
Everyone okay?
- Yeah. - Sure.
What the hell happened up there? Was that us or the cops?
We didn't do anything.
Why would anybody want to shoot at us?
Have you not been paying attention?
Your boyfriend's got a bloody superpower.
There's all kinds of folks gonna be coming out after that.
"Superpower." Please.
No offense to our superhero and his superpower,
but maybe we just showed up
at the wrong place at the wrong time.
We're in Texas.
They pretty much grow dumbass crazy here.
Well, Padre, what do you think?
We have a job to do.
If I see him again, I'll deal with him.
But for now, we keep going.
Unlucky start is all.
That's what it is.
That's what it is. It's an unlucky start.
Nothing but smoothish sailing from here on out, partner.
- Hey, Cass? - What?
Got some... cat fur.
Thanks.
Ginger?
Wh... Where'd you get to, girl?
Preacher.
He... he... he wasn't here.
Preacher?
I'm sorry.
I-I'm so... H-He wasn't here.
Open.
Sorry?
Your mouth.
Oh, God.
DO NOT TRESPASS AGAINST US!!
You guys wait here.
Mike can be...
I'll be right back.
Oh, yeah. Getting a real "religious scholar" vibe here.
Maybe he's between schools.
Whatever.
I just want to take a shower.
I keep finding bits of...
I don't know what in my hair.
What?
Nothin'.
Tulip, I feel bad.
- About what? - About Jesse.
I don't like keeping secrets from me mate.
I didn't know.
I didn't know you and him were...
when me and you... you know, when we...
Look, I j-just... I say we tell him.
I really... I think he would understand.
Okay.
I'ma try not to exaggerate here, Cassidy,
but out of all the stupid things you've ever said,
that is the stupidest.
I doubt that's true.
Listen to me, Cassidy.
You want to feel really bad?
Go tell him we had sex.
See what your mate does then.
'Cause you don't know him like I do.
I know he saved my life more than once, all right?
And I know he tries to do the right thing
more than most people do.
Sure, Jesse's got sides to him...
a good side, a fun side, the boring Bible side...
but... he's got a whole other side,
a deep-down side.
Sure. We all got sides.
Me... I got tons of 'em.
Might be the most many-sided person you ever met.
Would you hush?
What is that?
Hello?
Hello? Yes! Hello! I'm... I'm here!
Oh, thank God. Quick, phone.
Give me a phone before he comes back!
Hurry! My phone! There's no time!
Give me a phone before he comes...
Leave her.
Excuse me? Who is this?
That's Ashleigh.
Please, I'm begging. Please.
- Please! - Come on.
You don't hear her as much inside.
None of our business.
Pleasure meeting you, Ashleigh.
I'm sorry.
Oh, my...
No, please. Just let me use a phone, please!
So, bathroom's in there if you need.
My... wife used to tidy, but she died.
Please! I can't take much more of this!
Young lady, that's enough! I have houseguests!
Do I need to call your parents?!
No, Mike. Sorry.
All right. Living room.
That's Eddie the dog.
He used to bite, but then he got old.
Can I ask a question that isn't about the dog
and the different rooms?
She wants to know about the girl.
Well, parishioners need help with their urges...
drugs, sex, Twitter.
They come to me.
So, someone comes to you for help,
and you put them in a cage?
A covered cage. That's right.
To curb their urges.
Am I the only one who thinks that's, like, psychotic?
No. I was wondering the exact same thing.
Why not just lock her in a cellar?
You could chain her to the bloody wall
or something like that.
A covered cage works best is why.
Now, anyone else I never met before
want to tell me how to minister?!
So... I know you didn't come all this way
to show off my manners.
No.
What, then?
I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Obviously.
Okay. Spit it out.
It's about God.
Come on.
There's whiskey.
He's gone? You sure?
Somehow, I'm not surprised.
These past few weeks,
every time I prayed...
He didn't answer.
And now I know why.
God's gone.
"Missin'" is what they said.
Most likely walking the Earth.
This angel said?
That you commanded with your power?
Genesis. That's right.
Meaning what? Missing where?
Well, you're the scholar.
We're asking you.
You know, when I was a young man,
studying in Mesopotamia,
I came across a map
that claimed to foretell the Almighty's whereabouts
if He ever walked the Earth.
Mesopotamia? Where's that?
I don't know, but it sounds like just the thing, doesn't it?
Are you kids high right now?
No.
Not in a covered-cage kind of a way, we're not.
Idiots.
There's no map.
But something you've read, something in your library?
No.
Nothing in all these books?
Books? You call Heaven on an angel phone
to discover God's gone to roam the Earth.
- What book is that exactly? - All right, all right.
So, something you've seen or heard?
Someone that you talked to?
I said no.
And I've said it about every which way I can think of.
Look, I'm sorry.
I know you had your hopes up.
But that's why there's whiskey.
Can I just have my phone for five minutes, please?
Just to post something on Instagram!
Just say your prayers like I told you!
No one wants to see photos of a sick girl in a dark cage!
I think you'd be surprised, actually, Mike.
Hush your mouth.
Can you refill my water dish, then?
Give me a sec!
He... seems... really nice.
Yep. A nice waste of time.
Maybe.
What you got there?
Your parents.
Mike married 'em.
Let's have a look.
John Custer and Christina Luhla...
Lalang...
L'Angelle.
She was beautiful.
Is she...
A long time ago.
There's just the three of them. Where's the rest of the family?
Mike was pretty much the only family my father had.
And your mom's side... the Lalanginuns?
L'Angelle.
L'Angelles. Where were they?
They weren't invited.
That Internet is a soul-killer.
Stay clear of it if you can.
You spending the night?
Is that okay?
Yeah. Eddie and I will take the couch.
You can have my room.
Wait. I'm sorry.
Thanks for having us and all,
but... don't you have, like, a guest room?
I'm sorry.
It's cozy,
isn't it?
Now, look... I know this is your first night together
in quite a while, so I'd imagine you have plans
of a romantic nature.
- It's fine. - No, Jess.
I just... I hate to be a third wheel.
- No, you're not. - No.
Listen, in Ireland,
when you're poor, you got your folks...
they're shagging away right on top of ya
like lunatics, practically.
Yeah?
The grunting, rocking back and forth, smells...
You learn to sleep through it.
- Right. - I'm not gonna be an issue.
It's not a problem for me.
- Thanks, Cass. - All right?
I think we're all tired anyway.
Right?
Yep.
Right.
Rumor is I'm a bit of a snorer,
so if it gets vexatious, just give me a nudge.
You expecting someone?
Just the stars.
You ever consider that if the Good Lord's gone missing,
maybe He's got a reason?
Yeah, and I want to hear it.
Maybe He has a good reason.
Maybe He's in trouble.
Maybe something went wrong.
Maybe He needs help.
Maybe we can help Him.
What if I don't like His reason?
If I find out He's left us here all alone
to pick up His mess?
I'm gonna hold that son of a bitch to account.
Don't you blaspheme.
Your daddy heard you talking like that?
"Hold Him to account."
That right? You and what army?
I don't need an army. I have Genesis.
Show me.
Go on.
Otherwise, for all I know,
you've just lost your mind.
Break something.
Jesus.
Before my daddy died,
if you want to talk about my daddy...
Right before he died, he said...
big things would be coming for me.
Said it like it was a promise of some future calling.
For the longest time, I didn't know what he meant by that.
For a while, I thought maybe he meant Annville,
the church.
This is it.
This is my call.
I'm gonna find Him, Mike...
whether you help me or not.
What you got there?
I ran into a woman a few weeks back...
parishioner of mine.
I had her out in the garage a couple of times.
Booze, pills.
But she'd been sober awhile,
or so I thought.
I found her looking pale as a ghost, trembling.
And I asked her, "What's wrong?"
And she told me God Himself had just been in.
So I assumed she was back on the bottle.
But now, looking back on it...
She was pale as a ghost.
That's her card?
It's sort of a dance hall
down in Kimble County.
Right.
Maybe she can help.
So, I guess we just drive down to Kimble County
and ask to talk to this... Tammy.
Can't be that easy.
No, son. I'm sure it won't be.
You broke my door and my dog.
What the hell else do you want?
Preacher.
I'm the only preacher here.
There's whiskey.
Sit.
Where is he?
He cut out for Dodge City first light...
join up with Wyatt Earp.
Where is he?
Georgia. Midnight train.
Where is he?
He's on his way to San Anton
to cornhole your mother, the whore.
You know who I am?
You're the...
SAINT OF KILLERS
Yeah. I've heard about you.
So, you know I can make you tell me.
And you know that knife that you're holding in your hand
won't stop me asking.
No, but it'll stop me from saying.
God came here?
That's what Mike said.
I think this is just a cover...
hide-in-plain-sight kind of thing.
Outside, it's a strip club.
Inside, old chaps wearing robes, smoking bloody pipes and that.
Or, even better, it's just a normal strip club.
All right.
I'm gonna go and have a look 'round,
see what I can find out.
I'm gonna look for Tammy.
The town was completely destroyed
- with still no survivors being reported at this time. - Hey.
What's going on?
You hadn't heard? Whole town blew up.
What town?
Come on. She's in back.
...reported deaths in the high hundreds
and rising by the minute.
Yeah?
They're asking for you.
Not again.
Tell the bishop no more church events...
not after what happened last time.
- I don't know what that means. - What happened last time?
You're not from the diocese?
No.
Doug, I got hands in room 3.
We're looking for God.
Aren't we all?
Mike told us you might have seen him.
I know a lot of Mikes.
A lot of Mikes that put you in a covered cage?
That Mike.
Yeah, that Mike thinks I'm crazy.
Not after we talked to him.
He thinks that maybe you saw God.
"Saw God"?
Yeah.
Now I think he's crazy.
Tammy, your hands are shaking.
I think maybe you saw God, too.
Well, on account of Mike and that cage that saved my life,
I'll tell you this much, but that's it.
You understand?
Close the door.
God was here.
He came in a couple times a few months ago.
He... sat in the back, kept to Himself.
Asked the band to play "Walk to the Peak."
Guess it was His favorite.
Other than that, He was a customer.
A customer?
Really?
No, I lied. He was a dancer.
What was He like?
What did God look like? What was He doing here?
Let me ask you a question, Preacher.
What do you want from Him?
We just have a few questions.
"Questions." The arrogance.
God won't answer them.
- He might. - No, He won't.
He'll turn His head and stare through you like glass.
You'll feel so naked and terrified, you'll shit yourself.
But He won't answer your questions.
Customer confidentiality is a priority here at She-She,
so help yourself to a fistful of peanuts on the way out, huh?
So, Genesis... I can use it on her, right?
I don't know.
What's not to know? This is textbook.
She is being a dick, and her hair is stupid,
but I think Genesis should be a last-resort kind of thing.
Doug? Hello? Do you copy?
Come in to my office, please.
We're asking questions. She's not answering them.
Now she's calling Doug.
Seems pretty last-resort if you ask me.
No. You're being lazy.
If you want answers, just beat 'em out of her.
I'm not gonna beat her. She's an old lady.
She ain't that old.
I'll do it if you want.
Doug, I need you in my office.
At least let me ask what God was doing here.
Why do all men come to these dumbass places?
First time is for the girls,
and if they come back,
it's for one girl in particular.
He fell in love? With who?
I told you what I was gonna tell ya.
Now get the hell out of here.
I'm guessing it's the trashy blonde.
Doug! Damn it.
Doug, you idiot, quit your fooling around and get in here!
I really want to use it on her.
What are your specific objections?
My specific objections are that it's mind invasion.
I am not down with that.
What if I use it on her and erase her mind after?
That way she'll forget the invasion feeling.
Doug! Damn it.
She is really irritating. Fine.
So... Tammy... I'm gonna do something to you.
You ain't doing shit!
- Hey. - If anybody tries to hurt me...
- Calm down... - I will stab their eyes out.
- Tammy, please! - Doug! Doug, help me!
Get in here!
Tammy, Tammy, it's fine.
It's fine. No one's gonna hurt you.
No.
Damn!
No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Damn it.
I'm sorry, Tammy, but you're gonna need to tell me.
Who was God coming to see here?
Who was God's girl?
God didn't come for the girls, you idiot.
He came for the jazz.
The jazz?
I hope you find Him, Preacher.
You... will...
shit yourself.
You're in trouble now.
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Look. Now, for me,
I really like the disruption of the Taurus.
- No. You want to stop something quick? - Okay, yeah.
- It's a Springfield, okay? - The Springfield?
- Excuse me. - Tap-tap, center mass, and you're good to go.
Oh, come on. You're just fooling me.
- I'm not... No, no, no, no. - Move!
Sorry.
What the hell were you thinking?
You can touch the girls for three seconds,
and everybody knows it!
It's industry standard!
There's a three-second rule!
That's for food, Cassidy.
You got a lady shot.
I... No. I didn't shoot anybody.
That was Douglas, not me.
Enough!
We've been over it.
Let's go to bed.
Padre...
Hey.
Did we get anything out of her... any leads before she was...
We learned we're on God's trail.
Great! That's good, isn't it?
Right there on His trail.
That's progress, though, right?
- Right? - Good night, Cass.
P-P-P-Padre...
Padre, I'm sorry.
I-I-I won't let you down again, all right?
I'll see you tomorrow.
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