Existence Womb (64)

   
   "Existence Womb (64)"
    
   Miriam didn't approach Buck concerning info about the glowing light.  Didn't care.  Wolfman Templar could handle it.  She knew he would alert her to anything ominous.  So, she sang little jingles about Saint Nicholas in her head, eating a turkey dog on a flax seed bun with a crispy kosher pickle and some sea salt.  Meanwhile, Buck and Luke were discussing matters further.
   
LUKE
Concern in his fatherly eyes.  A bit of neurotic Hebrew sparking to life, but for a totally solid gold reason.  It's her womb, right?  The inviolate child?  Monitored since birth and hexed in adolescence--it all coming down to her spawning a Star Child--a possible Anti-Christ.
  
BUCK
Acting tough and rough.  No way Luke; everyone knows the Anti-Christ will have a mortal head wound and regain a twisted cognizance--like Hillary Clinton falling on her melon in the bathroom.

LUKE
This is my daughter--be serious man!

BUCK
Knock and it shall be opened.  Dylan tried it first; next, Rose brought it to a new generation.  The Christ is with us.

LUKE
A deviant Jew some might say, not being the King David the Holy Land needed in times of occupation.

BUCK
Don't give up on the Messianic juice of the new wine Luke.  Sure, I wish I was back in the junkyard working on small blocks that can outrun big blocks, tooling always with American Muscle, but this is it.  This is the big one.  They're coming after Miriam, and we need to get back to America; that's where all the guns are, and you need one Doc.

LUKE
A physician and a gun.  How have I been so unprepared my whole life, knowing too, something malevolent was on the rise?

BUCK
Hell, Doc Holliday had two guns.

LUKE
Merely a dentist.