Inside the de-idoled church, the doors to the sanctuary have been sealed with concrete blocks and some boards. "Sealed" is actually a pretty big exaggeration. They've been rendered inconvenient; I can't see that actually keeping someone out for more than five minutes. Flashlights suddenly illuminate Connor, and two very happy cops greet him. They explain that nobody's allowed inside the church, by Jasmine's orders. Happy Cop amends that, noting that Jasmine doesn't really give orders, which is one of the things he loves about her. Connor interrupts, "I need to get in here." Happy Cop explains that if Connor won't leave, they'll have to get rough. But he issues the threat in a very happy way. Happier Cop adds, "Please." Is this what they mean by thought police?
The Happy Cops seem significantly less happy as they are smashed head-first through the barricaded door and quickly knocked out. At the front of the church, Cordy is lying under some cheesecloth. Or gauze. Or mosquito netting. I think cheesecloth is probably funnier. Connor mutters, "Found you," and walks toward her. I wonder if he's remembering his games of hide-and-seek with Holtz.
Jasmine's green glow fills the banquet room, which now contains nothing but scattered piles of empty clothes. And some tentacles, which curl in toward the glowiness until Jasmine reappears. That's a very pretty effect. I wish we saw more of the tentacles, but the devil hath power t'assume a pleasing shape. Jasmine rubs her stomach and says, "There. Time for my close-up." Heh.
After the ads, it's time for Connor's big soliloquy. There are lamps burning in the corners of the church, which seems a little strange. They closed the place up, blocked the doors, and left open flames burning near a comatose person? Maybe they're ecclesiastical nightlights or something. Connor opens by telling Cordy that "the new beginning" she wanted has started. He says, "It is better. Not harsh and cruel, the way that Angel likes it, so [that] he has a reason to fight." Cordy replies, "..." Connor whines that the MoG find meaning by fighting things and insists, "I'm not like them. I just...I want to stop. Stop fighting. I just want to rest." Luckily, Connor hasn't taken up bad habits like smoking. Instead, he just whispers, "But I can't." He's all tuckered out from fardel-bearing. He tells Cordy that he tried to believe. Cordy comfortingly suggests, "..." Actually, Connor's so screwed up that he should probably stick to talking to comatose people, because anything a conscious person might say is probably only going to make things worse at this point. Connor snaps, "She's bringing peace to everyone. Purging all of their hate. And anger!" This is the bit I like: he starts to laugh and adds, "But not me!" and then looks completely unhinged as he puts his hands over his face and repeats, "Not me!" See, the thing I like is, they've not only created a teenager who doesn't just feel like he's the most alienated person in the world -- he actually is. Connor stares at Cordy for a bit and finally admits that he knows Jasmine is a lie. "...," Cordy gasps. He explains, "My whole life's been built on them. I just...I guess I thought this one was better than the others." Y'know, that could have sucked so much. I do think it could have been trimmed a bit more, but that's mostly because Kartheiser is so good that you don't actually need him to verbalize everything.