Chain Reaction Page #3
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- 2006
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and some cord or rope.
Do you have any of that?
Aye, haveth I.
Now we'll have to stop
the bleeding somehow.
You have some sort of black paste.
Do you think
that could help us?
Saweth thee I earlier?
Yes, we did.
Do you think that black
ointment'll help Spence?
Aye. Stoppeth it blood.
Healeth it wounds.
Good. Very good.
OK, go put the knives in boiling water.
Leave 'em there
for about two minutes.
Haveth we here a clock not.
Then slowly count to 100.
Do you have any liquor?
Booze? Alcohol?
Aye, haveth I.
Bring it. We need
to sedate Spence.
You love your brother,
don't you, Arthur?
He is the only one
I've ever been able to trust.
Well, you're gonna
have to trust me now.
And her.
But I need to know
I can trust you too.
F*** you, Doc.
Don't you talk to me like that.
I need you to promise me something.
You're not in a position
to make demands.
Who the hell do you think you are?
I can't promise you
Spence is gonna survive.
I simply can't.
So if he dies,
I know I'm gonna die too.
But I need your word
that you will not
take the lives
of the other people here.
They don't have anything
to do with this.
I need you to promise me this,
or you can shoot me right now.
Because there's
no way I'll operate if you don't.
So...
do I have your word?
Yeah.
Good.
Blessed is our Lord...
Blessed is our Lord...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
Which we receiveth
from our bounty...
Which we receiveth
from our bounty...
Through our Lord, Christus.
Through our Lord, Christus.
Amen.
Blessed is our Lord...
Blessed is our Lord...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
Which we receiveth
from our bounty...
Which we receiveth
from our bounty...
Through our Lord, Christus.
Through our Lord, Christus.
Blessed is our Lord...
Blessed is our Lord...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
You're the only person in my heart.
You will always be there.
OK, Arthur.
That's all I can do.
Alice...
take that away.
Burneth thee the arm?
Doug, so must it be.
And leaveth thee all,
thy friend Spence too.
Leaveth he, he must.
Please, taketh he away.
I don't wanna hear a single peep
out of you, Little Miss Alice
from Nowhere Land.
And leave that arm alone,
do you hear?
Burneth thee the arm, we must.
Thou art God's will.
Just shut the f*** up!
Steve, Vince, get the rest of the folks
back up here again.
I'm a doctor. Let me through.
Careth shall we for she.
Taketh we she to her chamber.
She could hurt herself in this state.
Knoweth we the child.
Taketh she will us to her chamber.
Arthur.
Don't put your hands on her, old man.
Let them handle it, please.
All right.
Just get the screaming bastard
to shut the f*** up!
Steve, go with 'em, just in case.
On your... Get up.
Don't you try it.
Easy, easy.
Of course.
You! Move it over there. Come on.
Move it! Move it! Move it!
Faster! Come on!
You, get back to Spence.
So...
how is he?
What do you f***ing think?
What the f*** went on in there?
Something is wrong with these folks.
I mean, we brought them in,
they gathered around,
started praying.
Everything was cool,
and suddenly that little kid got...
Flip out or...
like crazy.
She was sniffing like a dog.
She came towards us,
sniffing at the door.
She was like an animal.
And then that other guy...
I think his name is Phillip...
he became restless too,
and then she started screaming
and convulsing like mad.
You know the rest.
Everything's OK.
He tied that b*tch to the bed, man.
What?
You heard what I said, bro.
He tied her to the f***ing bed.
All the beds have ropes
on them in there,
and the poles are padded.
It's like a scene out of
the f***ing Exorcist.
And if that ain't strange enough...
the walls have chains on them.
Yeah.
Yeah! They got chains and
shackles on every f***ing wall.
It's like a sort of...
torture chamber.
Chamber.
Dungeon.
Shut the f*** up!
Sires...
biddeth thee again shall I.
Thou shall now leaveth.
Biddeth thee farewell, please,
or thy Lord, that giveth and taketh,
shall punish thee
for thy trespasses.
Is no one f***ing listening to me?
I am the only one that f***ing giveth
and the one that f***ing taketh away.
Got it?
Fear for thee and thy weapons
we have not.
It is thee...
what must amongst us fear hath.
Hey, that other guy, he's not here.
Well, Vince, don't just
f***ing stand there.
Go find him.
Yeah.
What's wrong?
Crazy man...
he just ate Spence arm.
What do you mean
he ate Spence's arm?
He ate Spence's arm.
Are you crazy?
Forgiveth me thy trespasses.
Resist could I not thy fate.
No!
Knoweth thy never
what thou amongst us doeth.
Sealed now shall the fate be.
Ringeth shall the cries
to the firmament of heaven above.
Suck on this, you f***ing freak!
F***ing...
F***!
You're not human!
You are monsters!
Thee? Betrayeth thee thy own folk?
Stop, motherf***er!
On your knees and hands up!
Hands up!
What kind of house was it?
Are we talking about
a cabin or what?
Something like a...
a big, old cabin.
Did you encounter any people there?
Any residents in the house?
No.
I have to leave you now.
I know that you are sad now,
and I am sad too.
You're the only person in my heart.
Always be there.
But there is something
about me you don't know,
and I'm afraid that one day,
I might hurt you even more.
No people.
And that, my friend,
leads us to one of the most
interesting facts here.
Apart from
the other samples we found,
five other different blood samples
were on your clothes
and especially your shoes,
and we couldn't match them
to anybody so far.
So tell me more
about these other bloodstains.
Where do they come from?
Whose f***ing blood is it?
I already told you, l...
I don't know.
Did you kill them?
Who?
You tell me.
I don't get it.
Why are you lying to me?
Something happened out there,
so why won't you just tell me?
I already told you everything.
Everything.
You better get your
f***ing story straight, mister.
You see, we have 16 problems here...
six dead police officers
on the interstate,
four notorious, dangerous killers
still on the run,
five more blood samples
from five more possible victims,
and one f***ing house
that cannot be found.
So you better come up
with some answers...
soon.
You believe in demons?
Monsters?
The very first version again.
OK, let's get this straight.
Don't believe you're going
to get away with this
by pretending
you have lost your mind.
OK, friend...
you have the right to remain silent.
That's true.
But now let me
tell you about our rights.
Because we consider you
to be a suspect
and no longer a witness,
we can keep you in jail for 30 days.
So tomorrow you'll go to Seattle
as a prison inmate.
But in the meantime,
we are going to find those people,
or we'll get the truth
out of you some way,
so why do you wanna waste
any more of our time?
We got you collared, Doctor.
Could I talk to my attorney now?
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