Hell on Wheels2011

Cullen Bohannan:
[Rev. Cole is on his knees with his back to the door, cradling Lt. Griggs' severed, cloth-wrapped head in his arms when Cullen walks into the church] Uh... I don't, I don't mean to disturb your prayers, preacher.

Reverend Cole:
How can I help you, son?

Cullen Bohannan:
[sitting down on a pew] I'm on a dark... path, sir. Been on it for awhile now.

Reverend Cole:
Where does the dark path lead?

Cullen Bohannan:
More blood. More hatred. I met somebody who reached out to me, asked me to turn away from that darkness, and uh... you been wantin' to preach to me, so... here's your chance.

Reverend Cole:
[Cole sets the bundle down and stands up] Well, there... there is a God. Of that, I have no doubt. [pause] But there's a... [he quickly pushes the lid shut on Griggs' slightly open coffin]... there's a Devil, too. And you, y'know what that ol', that ol' Devil did? Want me to tell you about that? [Cullen shrugs] Yeah? Well, that Devil, he, uh, cut off God's arms. And he hacked off God's legs. And he gouged out His eyes. Ripped out His tongue and then left Him lyin' there in a bloody heap on the floor. But... he left God's ears, so He could, He could hear us down here when we're wailin' and thrashin' and prayin' for His help. [he puts his hand on Cullen's shoulder] But brother, there ain't a damn thing God can do to help us.

Cullen Bohannan:
What're you sayin', preacher?

Reverend Cole:
Just... choose hate. It's so much easier. [Cullen gives him a disturbed look and gets up to leave] Brother! [he points emphatically as Cullen turns around and stares at him] Choose hate.