End Of Days

Oculus Deum.

She must be killed!

She was chosen

to bear his child.

If she lives to bring about the End

of Days, there will be no redemption.

All our souls

will perish.

Tomaso.

Okay,

now give me a big push.

That's it.

You're doing great.

That's it. Okay, stop pushing.

... five, six, seven...

I have the baby's head.

Don't push yet.

One little push oughta finish

this off. One little push.

You have

a beautiful baby girl.

She's so beautiful!

Just gonna take her

and clean her up.

Not yet. Hospital rules.

Please. You'll have her

back before you know it.

Here she is.

All fresh and clean.

You thought of a name

for her yet? Christine.

Her name is Christine.

Happy birthday,

Christine.

WBAZ time is 8:
06.

Three more nights, New York. Three

more nights left in the century.

Three more nights left

in the millennium.

Three more nights

until every computer fails.

Three more nights until the biggest

celebration in the history of this city...

starts in Times Square.

Where will you be?

Hey, Bobby, come over

here. Something weird's goin'on.

What do you got there,

Charlie? I don't know.

Pressure's climbin' off

the gauge.

Go the other way!

Excuse me.

What the hell are you...

You're on Gotham Talk.

Say something interesting.

I'm trying to figure out

what everyone's predicting here.

Is the world going to come to an end

at exactly 12:
01 on New Year's, or...

I'll tell you

what. You should play it safe,

not quit yourjob

just yet.

Tell you something else:

In two more nights,

this place is gonna see

the wildest party ever.

We're gonna be there with the first hundred

callers, we're gonna make the most noise,

and we're gonna be the craziest,

and if the world comes to an end,

what the hell,

we're all gonna be together!

And if it doesn't,

and I don't think it will,

then we'll all have the best

time anybody has ever had.

Let's go. We're gonna be late.

Honey, I'm home.

I was just

pulling myself together.

It's gonna

take a lot more pulling.

You are looking

very sharp this morning.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

You got about five minutes

to get ready. Here.

There's enough caffeine in this

to kill an elephant.

Oughta get you

started.

- So what's today?

- Transport.

Anyone special?

No, just some

Wall Street scumbag.

Why the hell does he need

all this protection?

Well, I guess he f***ed

with some people...

that didn't like

being f***ed with.

Personally, I like scumbags.

They pay better.

They say breakfast is the

most important meal of the day.

No, I'm good.

Thanks.

Striker One, F.D.R. Drive...

Follow Three, F.D.R. Southbound.

Striker One, stay close.

Striker Four... Okay, you zeroes.

These people are

paying us good money.

Get your heads out of your asses

and start earning those paychecks.

Follow Three,

give me a visual sweep.

Striker One,

rooftops 125 to 136 clear.

- Keep them clear.

- Striker Four, advise and contact the...

Follow Three is on

approach. E. T.A., two minutes.

Striker One, Follow Two and Three to

report tight formation. Do you copy?

- Air One, make a final sweep.

- Roger that.

Follow Three.

We have nest in sight.

Air One,

westbound over zone two.

Ten seconds out.

Roger. Ten seconds.

Follow Three, we have arrived.

Keep everyone close.

- We're exposed.

- Roger.

Sky Two,

fire escape, southwest corner.

Fire escape's negative.

You're wrong! Shooter!

Evac! Evac!

Get in the car!

Call N.Y.P.D.!

Get me an ambulance!

- What the hell's goin' on?

- I see him! I see him!

Sh*t!

Oh, sh*t! Tell me

you remembered! Come on!

Get up,

you p*ssy.

Where's the shooter?

- Headed for the roof.

- So are we.

Sky Two, get the f***

down here, now!

Come on! Hurry!

Take us up there!

Move in! Move in!

- Set us down! Hurry!

- There's too much crap on that roof!

- We'll tear off the main rotor.

- Then get us down as low as you can!

Hurry now! Go!

Strap me in!

You're good!

He's gonna jump off the roof! Sh*t!

He's got him!

Gun! Gun!

Oculus Dei!

The thousand years has ended!

The Dark Angel is loosed

from his prison!

Get down on the ground and

put your hands behind your head.

You don't know

what you've done!

- Get down, or I'll put you down!

- The thousand years has ended!

You don't know

what you've done!

Priest that drinks.

Can't be all bad.

I think the police

may want that at some point.

- They call it evidence.

- I like to get a head start.

- No reason to make it easy for them.

- Yeah.

All right.

Watch the lines.

Go through here.

She doesn't look happy

with the statements.

Should've just killed that son

of a b*tch. Less paperwork. Yeah.

Hey, Detective. Bobby.

Hey, Jer, it's been a while.

Hey. How are you, Marge?

Can't complain. You?

It's a nice day to jump

out of a helicopter.

Well, just doing

my job.

Now, listen. Something I gotta ask you.

Yeah, what is

it? You still drinking?

Oh, yeah, we got

all liquored up this morning.

- We start every day that way.

- I'm just reading his statement.

You said here the guy

spoke to you. Yeah. So what?

The guy doesn't

have a tongue.

- What?

- He has no tongue?

Why don't I just leave

that little detail out for now.

No big deal, right? Are you

saying that I imagined all this?

No, I'm just saying.

I saved a life today.

What the hell did you

do? All right, let it go.

- No, no. I know what I heard.

- All right.

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