Anarchy Parlor Page #4

They're skinning people alive.

They killed Brock right in front of me.

It's so f***ed!

Kelly, we have to get out

of here before they get back!

Stephanie. Stephanie!

Stephanie!

- Kelly, they're back.

- Steph!

- Kelly!

- Stephanie!

- Kelly!

- Stephanie!

- Please. Please...

- Steph!

- Please. Please.

- Steph!

- Hey, please!

- You f***ing b*tch!

- Don't touch them, please.

- B*tch!

- Please, no!

- Steph!

- Stephanie!

- No, no, no!

- No, no!

- No! Steph!

I suggest you calm down,

or she will die

earlier than we anticipated.

Why?

Why us?

Please don't hurt her!

Take me!

Take me.

Kelly, I told you to leave.

You had the choice.

But, as fate would have it,

you came back.

So, here we are.

Uta, my love.

This one will work.

It's tainted.

Yes, she's a perfect canvas

for your lessons.

Remember to make straight lines

to ensure an even peel.

Slow... And even.

Understand?

Save the other two for me.

They are unexpected, but we can use them.

The Swiss called with another order.

I have an appointment to get to.

Uta,

you are not to lay a finger on Amy...

...no matter what

until I return.

Do you understand?

Ok.

F*** you!

Kel... Kelly!

I can't... I can't move!

- Don't you f***ing touch her!

- I can't move!

Leave her alone!

What's that?

Stop! Stop! Aah!

Kelly! Kelly!

I forgot to use the f***ing tool!

No, stop, stop!

No! No, leave her alone!

Stop!

Oh, my God!

I'm Zala. What's your name?

- That your real name?

- Hm. No.

I'm Jesse.

Hey, Jesse. My shift's finishing.

Do you wanna get drinks?

I gotta meet some friends

at a tattoo parlor.

Uh, would you come with me?

We'll party after.

- Tattoo? Really?

- Yep.

Do they do piercings?

I wanna do my clit.

I don't know. Yes.

I think so, I don't know.

Ok. Let me throw something on.

And I'll meet you outside in five.

I can't touch you.

But I can play with your friend.

F*** you! Ugh!

I'm gonna f***ing kill you!

F*** you!

Hold it!

Don't let go! Don't let go!

You're almost there!

It's ok. You can't free me. Go get help.

Ok, ok! I promise, I promise

I will come back for you and Kevin.

I promise I will come back!

- I promise, I promise!

- Hurry! Run! Run!

Oh, my God! Somebody help!

Help! Help!

F***!

What have you done?

Have I taught you nothing?

Leave us.

Amy.

Amy. Amy. Amy, it's ok. It's me.

You ok?

F*** you! No, I'm not ok!

You're f***ing crazy.

Kelly's coming back with the police.

No.

I'm afraid Kelly won't be returning to us.

No!

Kelly!

Amy.

You're bleeding pretty badly.

Let me help you.

What? What do you care?

You're just gonna kill me anyway.

Please be seated.

In the middle ages,

a Russian king began the practice

of having his family portraits

painted on the skin of his enemies.

My forefathers perfected this technique.

There was no greater honor.

These paintings were...

And are priceless.

Every frame in this room is

painted on the back of a soul.

Every soul is selected by the client.

You sit...

in a gallery of souls.

Let's forget this place

and go back to mine and f***.

How can I help you?

Yeah. Um...

She wants her clit pierced.

Can you make that happen?

Sure, I can make that happen.

And I was supposed

to meet some friends here.

Um, have you seen them?

Yeah. They're downstairs

having a couple of drinks.

You wanna join them,

you're more than welcome.

And you will come with me.

Great.

Hurry up, Jesse.

Have fun.

Put your jacket in here

and come sit on the table.

It's an interesting choice.

How bad is this gonna hurt?

You know, when I did mine I had an orgasm.

Whatever. Just get it over and done with.

I'll count to three.

Oh!

Here we go.

- One...

- Ow! F***!

What happened to "count to three,"

you crazy b*tch?

- F***!

- I forget.

Can I get an ice pack or something?

I'll get you one.

What the f***?

Where the f*** are my clothes, b*tch?

Oh, f***! Holy...

Hang in there, buddy.

I'm gonna get you down.

What is it? What is it?

Help... help Amy.

- Help...

- F***!

Ok...

F***. I'll be back. I'll be back.

Oh, my God, Amy. Amy, f***, you're alive.

- Jesse?

- What the f*** happened to your face?

What are you doing here?

You have to go! You have to go now! Go!

Antonas, nice of you to join us.

Antonas? Jesse, Jesse, run!

- This wasn't the deal.

- Deal?

What deal?

I swear, it wasn't

supposed to be this way, Amy.

Only Brock.

I told you not to f***ing go with him

when we were at my house.

F***.

What do you mean, "my house"?

What are you talking about?

Amy,

you still don't know, do you?

Shut your f***ing mouth.

Antonas's family,

the Cuzas,

have been my family's clients

for centuries.

My dad is gonna sh*t when he sees this.

F***ing awesome.

Hey, so now what?

You take the painting and you leave.

That's how our arrangement works.

But she knows about me.

That's none of your concern.

None of my concern?

You need to get rid of her,

you f***ing idiot.

What? F*** you, Jesse!

I'm gonna f***ing kill you!

Yeah? Good luck. Oh, nice tattoo, freak.

F*** you!

Let's all take it easy.

She's not going anywhere.

We'll see what my dad says about that.

You know what? F*** this.

You're done, bro.

What the f***?

What the f***, dude?

Amy...

now it is time for you

to seize your true destiny.

What?

- I... I can't.

- Yes, you can.

And you will.

Jesse's fate is in your hands now.

I wonder if your head will come off.

Hey!

What the f***?

What the f***?

What the f***?

What the f***?

Oh, thank God, Amy.

Get me out of here, quick,

before he comes back.

Hurry up!

Why did you set us up?

Why would you do this?

You f***ing nuts?

Get me out of here before he gets back!

Why?

I never wanted any of this.

I was told to get someone I knew.

It's a family tradition.

My dad put me up to it, ok?

My family has a lot of money

and a lot of power in this country.

You do what you're told!

You don't ask questions!

Listen. Just give me the painting.

Let me get out of here,

and I'll make you a very wealthy girl.

Does it look like I do anything for money?

Besides, your back is perfectly clean.

What, are you f***ing nuts?

No! No!

Watch it. Dude, man.

Hey, bro. Can I get a tattoo?

Hey, guys. Take a seat. The Artist

will be with you in just a second.

Welcome to The Parlor.

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