Candyman 2 : Farewell To The Flesh Page #2

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- No lawyers.

- Family has some friends.

Can't help him now.

I knew kids like him in school.

Always thought they were better than me,

cos they lived in some f***ing mansion

up on Esplanade Avenue.

You can't charm your way out of this one.

We're talking about murder.

Don't you get it, Annie? I did it.

I confessed. End of story.

Looks like I'm gonna be enjoyin'

Mardi Gras with my husband after all.

I know what this is about.

- Really?

- Sometimes people wanna be punished,

even when they've done nothing wrong.

You didn't kill Dad, Ethan.

You were just in the house that night.

- This has nothing to do with Dad.

- I think it does.

- Well, drop it anyway.

- What did you see?

- Leave it alone.

- Ethan!

I said, leave it alone!

- Damn!

- Time's up.

- I'm gonna find out what happened.

- No! No!

I'm sorry, Miss Tarrant,

but this is an open-and-shut case.

- He hasn't even hired an attorney yet.

- Your brother made a full confession.

What kind of evidence do you have?

There's no weapon, no blood on him.

- People heard him threaten the victim.

- That doesn't mean he killed him.

Look, we're talking about more

than Dr Purcell's murder here.

What are you saying?

It's possible that Ethan was involved

in your father's death as well.

They were killed in exactly the same way.

This is insane.

My brother worshipped our father.

You have no idea what he's been through.

Find yourself another scapegoat.

My brother didn't do this.

We'll see.

This is going out to

the man with the hook. Hey, man, chill.

Relax. Have some gumbo or somethin'.

Even the Kingfish know

when to draw the line.

Going somewhere, Ben?

- Oh, yeah. I got to do the do.

- Oh, oh. He's got to do the do.

Hey, what's the matter?

You don't like my cooking?

- That too hot for you?

- I'm not hungry.

You're a lightweight.

Do you think a family can be cursed?

When we were growing up, we thought

we were the luckiest kids in the world.

Ethan was so smart.

Daddy thought he'd be the first

Tarrant in the Supreme Court.

But when he died,

there was this... cloud.

Annie. Annie!

You gotta start thinkin'

of the good things in life.

You got a whole classroom full of kids

who give a damn because of you.

Plus, you got a stud-muffin for a husband.

At least, your mama thinks so.

- Whaddaya say we get outta here?

- Thought you'd never ask.

Hey! Get the hell outta here!

Goddamn tourist.

Gotta do the do.

Hm?

- Jesus!

- I'm sorry. I thought you heard me.

It's lookin' good.

I just can't seem to finish it.

The happy family.

We'll do better. I promise.

Daddy loved this house.

Even after we moved out,

he'd always drive us past it.

It was as if he was drawn to it.

Are you with me,

Crescent City? Do you feel it comin' on?

When the Catholic Church realised

they couldn't rid us of our pagan ways,

They invited...

- What's that for?

- Just in case.

That's a good idea, honey.

Jesus.

This explains a lot.

Paul, I haven't lived here for 13 years.

Annie!

I don't think we're alone.

Oh...

You scared the hell out of me.

Keep your f***ing hands off my things.

Sorry. I didn't mean to get in your way.

Goddamn fool.

- Just like the others.

- Paul.

Annie, I was just explaining to Mr...

Look, we don't want to bother anyone.

We were just looking around.

You see, I used to live here.

I'm with her.

And I thought I'd met all your relatives.

No, no, no! Annie,

what are we looking for here?

- Something happened to Ethan that night.

- He found your father.

But it's more than that. Follow me.

This... was my bedroom.

Oh, this is nice.

Ah, see?

You got the room with the view.

Those were the old slave quarters. Ethan

and I were never allowed to play there.

It happened in there.

Ow!

- My God, are you OK?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Let's just get outta here, Annie.

- I'll be right back.

Hey! What are you doing?

Goddammit.

Hey, come on, guys.

Come on.

Would you relax?

Let's go.

Annie, I really wish you'd take the day off.

Right now, those kids are

the only thing that's keeping me sane.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

- I'll see you later.

- OK.

Guys, what's going on here?

Cut this out and stop fighting.

Boys... Liz, what's his name?

Stop this! Why are you doing this?

Drew, Matt, stop it!

- We were making masks...

- I'll take over from here.

Wait a second. Stop it.

What is the problem?

Matthew! Drew! Now stop it!

- What is going on?

- He started it.

- Liar.

- He did. Look.

Matthew?

What is it?

It's the Candyman. They killed him.

Listen, guys. There's

no such thing as a Candyman.

It's just a story, a really scary story. And

these come from Matthew's imagination.

- But what about all the murders?

- Well...

Sometimes there are people in this world

that do bad things. Horrible things.

When they don't get caught, we blame

imaginary monsters for their crimes.

But that's all the Candyman is.

An imaginary monster.

But he lives in the mirror.

That's how he gets ya, from the mirror.

Five times. If you say his name

five times, he's supposed to come.

You guys don't really

believe that, do you?

Well, I guess I'm just

gonna have to prove it, then.

Here goes.

Candyman.

Candyman.

Candyman.

Candyman.

Candyman.

You see? Nothing happened.

l can't believe you actually did that.

lt was the only way

l could convince them.

And maybe yourself?

- What does that mean?

- l think you know.

What?

Are you ready for dessert?

Again?

Come on.

There are no monsters.

Sh*t!

Do you need any help out there?

No, no, everything is fine, Annie.

Paul?

Annie.

Annie.

l am the writing on the wall,

the whisper in the classroom.

Annie,

l came for you.

Ready or not...

Paul...

We have a journey to make,

you and l.

McKeever negotiates the steps,

saves the dessert. What a guy!

Annie, be with me.

You're mine.

Mardi Gras - every night's

like a full moon.

lf you ask me, that family won

the jackpot in the sh*t sweepstakes.

Give it a rest, Ray.

Take your time.

Anything you can remember.

lt was him.

Him? Who is ''him''?

He just came out of the shadows.

He had this hook

that came out of his arm,

and bees were crawling out of his face.

Miss Tarrant, it is Mardi Gras. Now, if you

saw some kind of freak in a costume...

lt wasn't a mask.

- He's real.

- Of course.

What about my brother?

There's no reason to think

your husband's murder...

That's bullshit and you know it.

He's innocent.

Well, if he is,

then that just leaves you, doesn't it?

Oh, Annie. Annie.

Oh, Mom. Oh, Mom.

Oh, thank heavens...

She's lyin'.

l'm here, honey.

We're almost home, honey.

Here.

- Do you think l'm crazy, too?

- Annie, don't talk like that.

Why did Daddy

go to the house that night?

- What did he know?

- Annie, please. You should rest.

Did he ever talk about him?

Did he ever mention the Candyman?

Just go to sleep. That's what you need.

That's what we all need.

Today is the day,

New Orleans. lt's Mardi Gras.

And time is already runnin' out.

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