I am – Hercules!!

"You really should have knocked first."

"This is your house."

"Welcome aboard, Brother Justin."

If you’re like me? You can’t get enough of morbidly obese middle-aged bearded ladies indulging their sexual cravings!

The good news is HBO is calling it a “season” finale. The bad news is HBO still hasn’t greenlighted a third season.

Now. the last thing we saw was Brother Justin waking up and discovering that a) black stuff comes out of his face and b) the Carnivale has set up shop just down the street. Presumably Justin will now simply kill them all with his Russian brain.

Then I guess Ben Hawkins will crawl out from under Justin’s porch and bring them all back to life. Then before Samson can say, “Shake the dust,” Brother Justin will use his powerful mutant brain to kill them all again. Except for Justin’s Gypsy daughter, Sophie. Justin will just maybe bend her over the dining-room table while delivering a radio sermon on KZAK.

So if HBO gives “Carnivale” a third season, with what will it deal? Will it just be Justin and Sophie, traveling the dust bowl? Preaching to God-fearing Christians by day and using his brain to kill them at night?

Take up valuable bandwidth with your predictions and reactions.

10 p.m. Sunday. HBO.

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