Now, what were we just chatting about?
Amara
How when God created mankind, He really screwed it up.
Language! Is that any way for a primal force to speak?
Amara
Every time I take in a soul, I feel how much emptiness there is.
Amara
God made a world where people have to suffer, and then they die.
Amara
But frankly, why would they want to live in such a world?
I salute your insight, cupcake. Yes, God's plan is hideously flawed. But you and I together? Well, we can shape things to our own world view. A place where, like the dinosaur, virtue is extinct, where the very air that we breathe is pure evil. Would you like that?
Amara
Would you? You'd really be happy if everyone was evil?
Well... actually, now I come to think of it, if everyone was dark and damned, wouldn't be much of a challenge. Watching a human reject the light and embrace depravity... yes, well, that's where the gratification really is. Never gets old. This bemuses you?
Amara
Good, evil, heaven, hell, people... it all seems so unimportant.
Well, I don't know that I'd say that.
Amara
I don't think you're seeing the big picture.
Amara
Guess what, Uncle Crowley? I'm hungry.
Amara
Excuse me, drunk girl? You shouldn’t be driving. You could put your head through a window.
Uh, where are your parents? They bring you to this dump on a school night? My parents used to do that.
Amara
I found this place on my own. I like dark places.
You’re here alone? Okay, let’s uh, let’s get you inside. I’m Sydney, by the way.
Amara
I’m going to help you, Sydney.
You think I need help? Well, maybe you’re right. Tonight, anyway.
[Amara holds one of Sydney’s hands in hers. Sydney suddenly smiles and laughs at Amara’s mere touch.]
How did―how did you do that? Oh, I feel like ecstasy orgasm chocolate cake! You’re an angel!
[Amara suddenly becomes angry.]
Amara
Do I look like a whiny, winged suck-up?
Well, then, what are you?
[Amara puts her hands on the sides of Sydney’s head and sucks out her soul.]
Midnight snack? Don't think I don't know what you've been up to. You can try to deny it, but the evidence is... well...
Amara
You told me to stop feeding on your demons. Well... I stopped feeding on demons.
I thought I was clear. Going out there, where they can see you, it's too risky.
Amara
I'm a growing girl. I need to eat.
[Crowley stands up and walks towards Amara.]
Actions have consequences around here, Amara. You've had the run of the court. We've seen what you've made of it. Believe me, this is going to hurt me way more than it hurts you. I'm sorry, my dear. You're grounded.
[Amara goes to walk out of the room. Crowley waves his hand and Amara is flung backwards into a sofa.]
You're strong. But you need to remember: I'm stronger.
Amara
For now.
PPreacher
Repent your sins. Beg for his divine mercy. When the end comes – and come it will – only the forgiven will ascend to holy grace.
[Amara is listening, her back turned to the preacher. She scowls and turns to walk towards him.]
PPreacher
He’s watching. He’s waiting.
Amara
This is God you’re speaking of? Do you really think he’s watching?
PPreacher
Deciding which of us is worthy. Only the chosen will be raised to Heaven.
Amara
Oh, and that’s you? Truthfully, I don’t think He’s all that interested. He doesn’t even seem to be around. Believe me, I’ve searched.
PPreacher
Stop right there, sister. Beg for His forgiveness or face His terrible wrath.
Amara
Really? Gets annoyed, does He?
PPreacher
His wrath comes in many forms but only God is able to create the fearsome plague and destruction and all on Earth will bow before.
Amara
You mean something like this?
[Amara points to the fountain. The water turns to blood. She raises her hand to the sky. The clouds turn dark, and there is lighting and thunder.]
PPreacher
Is it you? Are you testing us?
Amara
God, you mean? No. But let’s just say He's not the only game in town.
Amara
You misunderstand my purpose on Earth.
Well, do I misunderstand the people that you butchered in the park or that church?
Amara
I had to get His attention.
Amara
God. I tried praying, calling out in need. He ignored me. He forced my hand. I had no other reason to harm His chosen. My issue is with my brother, not His creation.
Whatever the deal is between you two; whoever threw the first punch, whoever was Daddy’s favorite...
Amara
There was no Daddy.
Whatever. That mess is your mess. It’s between you two. You’re taking people’s lives. You’re taking their souls.
Amara
I consumed their souls. They aren’t gone. They’re a part of me and, in that way, they live forever.