Candyman Page #3

Sent him across the street.

His mom's at the checkout.

She hears her boy screamin'.

Mommy! Mommy!

There's a big tough guy.

He runs over to check it out.

Come out of there shakin'and cryin'.

He only been in there five seconds.

Come out of there

and his hair turned white.

I mean, it turned white, just like that.

Was the boy murdered?

Worse. He's lyin' on the floor

in a pool of blood, holdin' himself.

Mommy! Mommy!

They found it floating in a toilet.

Can't fix that. Better off dead.

Did Candyman do this?

- Listen, you wait here for me, OK?

- OK.

Hello?

Candyman.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm done here.

I'll just get out of your way.

I don't want to interfere

with your business.

I'm not a cop.

I'm from the University of Illinois.

And...

I'll just get out of your way.

Hey, come on! Let me go!

You're not being very smart.

My colleagues know where I am

and are expecting me.

Now let me go!

I hear you're lookin'

for Candyman, b*tch.

Well, you found him.

We hear you're looking

for Candyman, b*tch.

Step back.

Number four,

step forward and say the line.

We hear you're looking

for Candyman, b*tch.

Step back.

Number five,

step forward and say the line.

We hear you're looking

for Candyman, b*tch.

Step back. Take 'em out.

- Number five.

- Good work.

- How'd you catch him?

- We swept the place.

Start from the top floor, work down.

That way you can flush them all out.

Whole of Cabrini's locked down now.

You're lucky to be alive, Ms Lyle.

- Did he kill Ruthie Jean?

- No question.

Killed that poor kid as well.

He ran the Overlords.

We knew everything about him.

We didn't bring him in before

because no one would testify.

We can't protect them down

at Cabrini-Green. They knew that.

What about the little boy? Jake?

We don't need him. We have you.

Hey, Jake.

I wanted to thank you

for saving my life.

- I wanna go home.

- We'll get you outta here right away.

- You did good.

- You said it was our secret.

- You lied.

- It still is, Jake.

You won't have to go to court.

Candyman will get me.

Candyman isn't real.

He's just a story.

You know, like Dracula or Frankenstein.

A bad man took his name

so he could scare us.

Now he's locked up.

Everything's gonna be OK.

Candyman ain't real?

No.

- Hey!

- Slow down!

- You're supposed to be the invalid.

- No, it's better. Look. See?

- Yeah, it looks great.

- Come and sit.

- You haven't eaten already, have you?

- No, of course not.

OK, good.

Hey, welcome back.

- Thanks.

- Let me see.

I'm so glad you're OK.

I would've totally freaked.

You know what bugs me? Two people

get murdered, and the cops do nothing.

A white woman's attacked,

and they lock the place down.

Yeah, I know,

but this was a bad guy.

You got him put away.

That's all that matters.

Oh! I've got a surprise for you.

- What?

- You're not gonna believe it.

- The pictures.

- A friend of mine saved most of them.

I'd written them off.

The camera was smashed.

And I've been talking

to some publishers.

There's a lot of interest

since you made the local section.

We're gonna be published.

I'll come over tomorrow,

and we'll get started.

- Yeah.

- OK.

Helen...

Yes.

Helen...

Who is that?

Who is that?

Helen...

I came for you.

Do I know you?

No...

No, but you doubted me.

- I'm sorry. I have to go.

- No need to leave yet.

But I'm late.

You are not content

with the stories,

so I was obliged to come.

Be my victim.

Be my victim.

I am the writing on the wall,

the whisper in the classroom.

Without these things,

I am nothing.

So now I must shed innocent blood.

Come with me.

Anthony!

Anthony!

No, no! No...

Anthony! No!

- Anne-Marie?

- No! You b*tch! You b*tch!

- Stay back!

- Where's my baby?

My baby!

You murderer! You...

Please, stop!

Now, stop! Stop!

Police! Open up!

Hold it right there!

Back away! Now!

Look out, look out!

Remove your sweater.

Drop it and slide it over to me.

Take off your brassiere.

Can I please take a shower?

Oh, God...

Drop it and slide it over to me.

Lift up your arms.

Lift your left breast.

Your right.

Remove your underwear.

Can I please speak

with Detective Valento?

Remove your underwear.

Frank...

Ms Lyle, you're under arrest.

Do you understand?

- Please let me explain.

- Do you understand?

- Yes, but...

- You have the right to remain silent.

Do you understand?

- This is crazy. I was attacked.

- Respond to the question!

I understand.

At approximately 10pm, Anne-Marie McCoy

returned to her apartment.

She discovered her dog

with its head cut off.

She cried for assistance, at which point

you attacked her with a meat cleaver.

You were still in possession

of this weapon

when the arresting officers

came to her aid.

Where's the baby?

- I-I don't know.

- You're sick.

Before any further questions,

would you like to have counsel?

Yes or no?

I- I-I would like to make a phone call.

We can't take your call.

Leave a message after the tone.

Trevor, are you there? Pick up.

It's an emergency, Trevor.

Pick up the phone.

I've been arrested.

I'm at the 18th District.

Can you please come pick me up?

That's it.

Do you know what time it is?

Oh, God.

There's gotta be another way out.

Cover her face.

Don't say anything. Walk to the car.

OK.

You'll be fine. Stick with me.

- There she is!

- Just keep your head down.

- Right here!

- Back off!

Back off. We have no comment.

Nothing to say.

We have absolutely nothing to say.

My client has not been charged

with a thing.

...information has indicated

that baby Anthony was abducted

and may still be alive.

The blood may have come from the dog.

A suspect was released

after questioning,

and I guess we'll just have to

follow this one as it devel...

Well, at least they didn't

mention your name. That's good.

They haven't charged you because

they think they'll find the body.

They're shooting for murder one,

but I don't think

they have a chance.

- Do you think I did it?

- No, nobody believes that.

But it's crossed your mind?

Is there anything,

any detail, however small,

that you can recall that would help us

substantiate your version of events?

I- I blacked out.

I mean, I...

I don't know what happened.

I just woke up in that place,

and there was blood everywhere.

Can I get you anything?

Are you sure?

Honey, I was supposed to go over

to the campus and pick up some work.

I'm concerned about leaving you alone.

- I'll be about 20 minutes.

- Trevor?

Where were you last night?

I was here. Fast asleep.

I thought you were with Bernadette.

Look, honey, I'm gonna stand by you.

We're gonna get through this, OK?

I'll be right back.

Believe in me.

Be my victim.

Please...

Do you believe in me?

- Keep away from me!

- I have the child.

Allow me to take you,

or he will die in your place.

No.

Your disbelief destroyed

the faith of my congregation.

Without them, I am nothing.

So I was obliged to come.

And now I must kill you.

Your death will be a tale

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