Noooooooooooooo! Noooooooooooo! It should have been you, Sobotka! It should have been you!
Anyhow, Sam notices Maya offering condolences to the Widow Clams and begins to walk over, but the creepy derelict cuts him off. "We heard your prayer, Sam," he says. "You wanted to say goodbye to your father. We just choose which father." The church is empty now, though when Sam turns back to the altar he can still see Fletcher inside the casket. "Who are you?" Sam asks, reasonably enough. "We'll take good care of him," the derelict says. "He'll be OK. And so will you." Inappropriate comments from yours truly aside -- I laugh in the face of Death to avoid its icy touch -- this is a very nice scene. Or at least, it was, until the smiling specter of Keisha Davies joins the derelict/heavenly representative, and the two of them walk down the church aisle hand in hand. That just makes it kinda silly. Shoulda just left Sam there sputtering questions while the derelict walked away solo.
And we hear one last time from Brother Love Butter, at least until the inevitable court case with the estate of Wolfman Jack. She's got a dedication for Sam -- Three Dog Night's "Black and White," because subtlety and nuance checked out several minutes early this episode. Cut to Sam's apartment, where the one-time Doubting Thomas has gotten religion: He's deep in prayer, with his current entreaty to the Almighty intercut with the prayers of his childhood. So while Li'l Sam prays for his father to return, Grown-Up Sam confesses that he feels completely lost. But since he knows that God answers prayers now, "I'm asking, please -- help me find my way home." Failing that, please send more Wire cast members.