BloodRayne II: Deliverance Page #4

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I do believe I know something

of the nature of people

and those that are not

but take their appearance.

He is filled

with the lust for blood.

It is all he cares about.

He will hear

what he wants to hear,

and he move toward

his objectives and his aims.

It is my responsibility.

It's a bad idea.

Look, she's back.

And she's brought help.

Let me see.

Billy the Kid!

The Brimstone

is calling you out!

You hear that?

What?

Exactly.

And the burning fires of Hell

rained down upon them.

Woo!

Oome on out, you coward!

Unh!

So, hey, how come

they call you Slime Bag?

They call me Slime Bag?

Yeah.

Let's go.

What, you couldn't go under?

I'm going out there.

Martha, I do believe

Mary and Sally

would be better off

with a mother who's alive,

not six feet under.

No, no!

You seem to have to have

your hands full.

I think we should go out there.

We should go out-

What's the matter

with you people?

You're a bunch of cowards!

Those men out there.

They're putting their lives

on the line for your people.

For you and your children,

and all you can do

is just stand here?

That's why Billy has

control of Deliverance!

Because this town is filled

with a bunch of-

Mr. Piles, do you know

how to use that?

Well, what are you waiting for?

Waiting to be

slaughtered like cattle

at an abattoir

so this demon spawn

can drain you?

Unh!

Mm.

Ripened on the vine.

And ready to pluck.

You don't want them Billy.

You want me.

Pick on somebody

your own size.

Billy the Kid.

Bullying the other

little kids, huh?

Let it go, Rayne.

Release.

Then perhaps...

we can share

a meal together.

Taste sweet...

young blood...

on your lips...

again.

Hmm?

You don't want to f***

with me, Billy!

Your children are out there.

There may not be

much future for this town,

but there's no future

at all without children.

Aaron, two boys.

Percy, you got

a little girl, don't you?

Well, then... with me?

Where the f*** did he go?

Jesus titty-f*** Ohrist.

Drop those gun belts

real slow-like.

You shouldn't smoke.

You shouldn't cuss.

You are outmanned

and outgunned,

you dirty dog bastards.

Yeah, well, let's even up

those odds then.

Your men are dead.

This town, my pantry,

is almost dry.

But...

in a few day...

the railroad will come

opening the rest

of the country to my grasp.

I shall beget an army.

And it shall spread

along these train tracks

like the blood

in the iron veins

of this land

until nothing

stands before my will.

Embrace what you are.

Join me.

Ugh.

Rule at my side.

Get your hands off me.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Turn around,

you yellow dog bastards!

Aah!

Aah!

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Well, Mr. Piles...

I'd like to show you

the main street...

of Deliverance.

Unh!

Hear me, sinners.

You will be dead

before the night is done.

You are no longer welcome

in Deliverance!

Unh!

Ohh.

Oh, God, did you see that?

Did you see that?

I can't do this by myself!

Preacher!

William, run!

Oome on, guys.

No guns.

I want to feel... skin.

Oh, now we play.

You're all done, Preacher.

You should not have done that.

Suck lead.

Unh!

Unh!

I always enjoy a little sport

before a meal.

It's whets the appetite.

It gets the juices flowing.

I must confess

to being a little giddy

at my first taste

of Dhampir.

I'm not as sweet as look.

Well, then we should make

the meat more tender.

Unh!

I offered you greatness.

Unh!

I offered you history

at my side.

And you threw it all away

for these animals.

For these sheep!

Aah!

Is this your shepherd?

Huh, my little flock?

Is this is the one

who has made your puny hearts

bold with hope?

Good.

The taste of despair

is so much sweeter

when it's torn

from the cradle of faith.

And now...

now the slaughter begins!

You whined when I took

your children.

Now you will watch

as I drain them.

Weep as they die

and curse your God

as they rise from the dead

to rip open your throats

at my command!

Now does the slaughter begin.

Billy!

Let's do something about

that nasty laugh of yours.

Yargh!

Unh!

Back up!

Big speech, small guns.

You overcompensating

for something?

I'm sick

of your half-breed mouth.

Good-bye.

Mary!

Mommy!

Mary!

Oh, Mary!

Mom!

Let me see.

Are you all right?

Mommy, Sally didn't make it.

I know, sweetheart.

I know.

Damn!

What a story.

What a story!

The true tale of how

the West was won.

What do you think,

Mr. Garrett?

It's got intrigue.

It's got secrets-

You know, I thought

you had a new job.

Sheriff, isn't it?

Yeah,

I'm the Sheriff now.

So what's next?

I'm riding out to Tombstone.

Heard they got themselves

some trouble

with some vampires

by the name of the Olanton Gang.

Yeah, I heard about that.

Wyatt Earp's after 'em.

Maybe I'll ride along?

Newton, life is like a penis.

When it's hard, you get screwed.

When it's soft, you can't beat it.

I gotta write that down.

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