Cast a Deadly Spell Page #7

TO VISTA BONITA?

YOU WERE ALWAYS GOOD

AT JIGSAW PUZZLES.

YOU'RE LOUSY AT LIVING,

BUT GREAT WITH GAMES.

THAT'S WHERE

IT HAS TO HAPPEN,

HACKSHAW'S SPECIAL

MIDNIGHT CONFERENCE.

WHAT A SMART GUY

MY OLD PARTNER IS.

YEAH, YOUR LAND,

HIS BOOK, HUH?

DON'T FORGE THE GIRL.

WRONG TOMATO,

PARTNER.

AH, RIGHT, OLIVIA.

LAST OF THE UNICORN HUNTERS.

HEY, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA

HOW HARD IT IS TO FIND

A VIRGIN IN HOLLYWOOD?

YOU'VE GOT TO HAVE ONE.

THAT'S WHY HACKSHAW

KEPT HER SO CLOSE.

THE THING WON'T WORK

IF YOU DON'T HAVE A VIRGIN.

TRY IT WITH SOMETHING

ELSE, IT WILL BLOW UP

RIGHT IN YOUR FACE.

YEAH?

DID YOU CALL HACKSHAW

OR DID HE CALL YOU?

I'M A SPORT. IT WAS

MY NICKEL. I CALLED HIM

WHILE YOU WERE NAPPING.

HE SOUNDS LIKE A GREAT GUY.

I CAN HARDLY WAI TO MEET HIM.

YOU'RE WAY

OUT OF YOUR CLASS.

THERE'S NO TIME

TO BE PARTICULAR.

SEE, IF IT DOESN' HAPPEN TONIGHT,

IT CAN'T HAPPEN AGAIN

FOR ANOTHER 666 YEARS.

SO I GAVE HIM A CHOICE--

EITHER HE CUTS ME IN,

OR OLIVIA:

IS GONNA GO A LONG TIME

BEFORE HER FIRST POKE.

BUT YOU KNOW:

THE THING THAT KILLS ME?

IS HOW OUT OF THE WHOLE PHONE

BOOK, HE HAD THE DUMB LUCK

TO PICK YOU.

MAYBE IT WASN'T LUCK.

MAYBE IT WAS FATE.

I THOUGHT YOU:

DIDN'T BELIEVE

IN THAT STUFF.

WHAT I DON'T BELIEVE IN

IS UNFINISHED BUSINESS.

IT TOOK THIS TO GET US

FACE TO FACE WHERE WE COULD

SETTLE ACCOUNTS.

WE'LL SETTLE UP.

YOU BET WE WILL.

NO MORE, LOVECRAFT.

NO MORE WAKING UP

WITH THE SHAKES THINKING

ABOUT YOU HOVERING OVER ME

LIKE SOME ANGEL.

NO MORE.

YOU'RE GONNA BE DEAD,

LOVECRAFT, AND I'M GONNA BE

ON TOP OF THE WORLD.

I SHOULD SETTLE THINGS ONCE

AND FOR ALL ABOUT WHO IS

SMART AND WHO IS A CHUMP.

I'M GONNA BE

IMMORTAL.

AND I'M GONNA

WEAR YOUR HEAD:

FOR A WATCH FOB.

WHAT, YOU'RE SPLITTING?

ALL RIGHT,

LET'S GET THE RAG UP

ON THIS CANTATA.

( muffled moans )

DON'T FIDGET,

OLIVIA.

GOOD EVENING,

MR. LOVECRAFT.

IN THE LIGHT OF THINGS,

MR. H.,

I REALLY DON'T THINK

I CAN KEEP WORKING FOR YOU.

TOO BAD. YOU'VE BEEN

MOST EFFECTIVE:

UP UNTIL NOW,

LEADING ME TO THE BOOK,

HELPING US TO COME

TOGETHER TONIGHT.

THE UGLY AT THE HOTEL

WAS YOUR MUSCLE.

YOU TAILED ME.

NOTHING MUST STAND

IN THE WAY.

I'VE SPENT MY LIFE

IN EXPECTATION:

OF THIS NIGHT.

STUDYING, PREPARING,

LIVING WITH OLIVIA'S MOTHER,

PROTECTED THE GIRL

FROM THIS TOWN AND

HER OWN HORMONES.

IT'S BEEN

A LIFELONG STRUGGLE.

BUT ONE HUMAN LIFETIME

SHRINKS TO INVISIBILITY

COMPARED TO THE SPAN

OF THE OLD ONES.

DO YOU REALIZE HOW LONG

THEY'VE WAITED FOR ME?

CENTURIES.

MILLENNIA.

HOW LONG IS THA IN DOG YEARS?

"THE WHEEL

HAS TURNED.

YOG-SOTHOTH

KNOWS THE GATE."

THAT'S THE PROMISE

OF THE NECRONOMICON.

OPEN THE GATE.

LET THE OLD ONES BACK IN

AND THEY WILL:

MAKE YOU A GOD.

OH, YOU GE TO BE A GOD.

- WHAT DOES HARRY GET?

- TELL HIM.

FOR SERVICES RENDERED,

MR. BORDEN GETS TO RULE

THE WORLD.

WHAT KIND OF WORLD?

A WORLD OF THE UNBURIED DEAD

AND A SKY DARK WITH ASHES.

IT'LL BE A BLASTED

MAIMED PLANET,

BUT HE'LL BE

THE MOST IMPORTAN PERSON IN IT.

HOW DO YOU LIKE:

THEM APPLES, PARTNER?

ALL RIGHT, ENOUGH

OF YOUR FLAPPING.

I THOUGHT THIS:

SHINDIG HAD TO STAR DEAD AT MIDNIGHT.

QUITE RIGHT.

NOW IF YOU'LL

GIVE ME THE BOOK...

NOTHING HAPPENS:

WITHOUT THE BOOK,

MR. BORDEN.

HERE WE GO, BABY.

HOW ABOUT A KISS FOR

GOOD LUCK, EH?

SURE.

( gunshot )

GOOD LUCK, HARRY.

COULDN'T LAY OFF,

COULD YOU? YOU COULDN' TAKE THE HINT.

NO, NOT YOU,

NOT PUBLIC CONSCIENCE

NUMBER ONE.

WHO DIED AND MADE YOU

JIMINY CRICKET?

WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?

GO TO THE MOVIES?

EXCUSE ME,

WE ARE ON SOMETHING

OF A TIGHT SCHEDULE.

- SHUT UP, RICH MAN. I'LL

DEAL WITH YOU IN A MINUTE.

- DON'T DO IT, CONNIE.

WHATEVER YOU THINK

IT'S GONNA BE, IT WILL

END UP SOMETHING ELSE.

WE COULD HAVE GONE

TO THE TOP, YOU AND ME.

BUT YOU NEVER ACCEPTED

THE REALITY OF THINGS.

AND HARRY COULD?

AT LEAST HE KNEW THA AN HONEST COP AND A POOR COP

ARE THE SAME THING.

YOU TALKED HIM:

INTO GOING ON THE TAKE?

I DIDN'T DO I WITH A TALK.

( sighs )

IF PUSH COMES TO SHOVE,

YOU DOUBLE-CROSS HIM.

DO YOU THINK I CAME THIS FAR

JUST TO BE HARRY BORDEN'S PET?

GOD, PHIL, THERE'S SO MUCH

YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT WOMEN.

LAST CHANCE.

YOU CAN STILL SIGN ON.

SORRY, CONNIE,

ME TOO.

GOODBYE, PHIL.

- ( gasps and scream )

- ( bones snapping )

Hackshaw:

THAT'S ENOUGH,

AMATEUR NIGHT IS OVER.

( muffled sobbing )

SORRY ABOUT THE HAND,

MY DEAR.

I COULDN'T HAVE YOU

KILLING OUR FRIEND.

I WANT HIM TO SEE THIS.

THANK YOU:

FOR KILLING THAT,

THOUGH.

TINY MINDS:

WITH STUNTED DREAMS...

PATHETIC.

COME ALONG, OLIVIA. TIME

TO FULFILL YOUR DESTINY

LIKE A GOOD GIRL.

( sobbing continues )

( grunts )

BE STILL.

Hackshaw:

FROM THE WORLDS OF NIGH TO THE GULFS OF SPACE,

EVER THE PRAISES

OF GREAT CTHULHU

OR TSATHOGGUA:

AND OF HIM:

WHO IS NOT NAMED,

EVER PRAISES IN ABUNDANCE

TO THE BLACK GOA OF THE WOODS,

ILA-NIGGURATH, THE GOA WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG.

FOR THOU HAST SEEN

THE DARK UNIVERSE YAWNING,

THE LOST PLACE:

WHERE BLACK PLANETS

ROLL WITHOUT AIM.

TOO LONG HATH THOU DWEL IN THAT COLD CAPTIVITY,

BEYOND THE MERCY

OF TIME.

THE WAY IS CLEAR.

RETURN:

AND RULE.

YOG-SOTHOTH IS THE KEY

AND THE GUARDIAN

OF THE GATES.

HE KNOWS WHERE THE OLD ONES

HAVE TRODDEN EARTH'S FIELDS

AND THAT THEY WILL TREAD

ONCE MORE.

SORCERER, EMISSARY,

CHANGELING OUTSIDER,

THOU ART THE WHISPER

IN THE DARK,

FOR A MILLION YEARS,

THE VOICE IN MAN'S EAR.

THE SEDUCER,

SHAPER OF FOUL DEED

AND BETRAYAL.

ALL WAS PRELUDE:

IN PREPARATION.

WE EMPTY OUR HEARTS

IN YOUR NAME,

TEACHER. MASTER,

COMPLETE US.

THE THINGS OUTSIDE

BECOME THE THINGS INSIDE.

THE WAITING ENDS,

THE JOURNEY BEGINS.

CONSUME THE DARKNESS

BETWEEN THE DIMENSIONS.

CROSS THE GULF:

WITH A SINGLE STRIDE.

HERE ON THIS THRESHOLD

IS PLACED THE GIVEN.

THIS IS MY GIFT.

COME FORTH:

AND RECEIVE IT.

( music playing )

( muffled screams )

( record skipping )

HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY

HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY...

( loud rumbling )

( crying and sniffling )

STARS ALIGN,

SPACE FOLDS,

A THOUSAND WORLDS

MERGE IN A SINGLE INSTANT.

CRACK THE BAND:

OF FORMLESSNESS.

TAKE SHAPE:

AND COME FORTH.

( loud blast )

( glass breaking )

( grunt )

( growling )

- ( gasp )

- LOOK.

THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED

TO LOOK AT. NO, LOOK.

( roar )

( muffled grunts )

( muffled screams )

( screaming )

HOLD ON, LOVECRAFT.

DON'T LET ME GO,

PLEASE.

HELP ME. PUT ME

ON THE GROUND. NO!

( screaming )

Lovecraft:

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S OKAY.

- IT'S OKAY, IT'S OKAY

- ( sobbing )

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

THE THING'S GONE.

IT'S GONE.

WHERE'S DADDY?

SORRY, KID.

- ( screams ) MR. GRIMALDI

IS IN THE BACK OF THE CAR.

- GRIMALDI?

DADDY THREW HIM:

IN THE BACK.

OTTO?

( grunting )

ARE YOU:

ALL RIGHT?

GRIMALDI, YOU SHOULDN' RIDE LIKE THIS IN CARS.

IT'S DANGEROUS

WHAT THE HELL:

HAPPENED?

YOU'RE SURE

YOU'RE ALL RIGHT?

GRIMALDI,

YOU SON OF A B*TCH.

I DON'T KNOW

WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

NIX IT, KID, NIX IT.

SHE'S ONLY

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