Darkman III: Die Darkman Die Page #5

Thanks to Bridget.

You don't care about Mitchell

any more than I do.

(Compere )

Let's hear it for Mr Mitchell!

The people have spoken.

This is your victory.

If you want the disk,

you'll have to come after me.

Offer of a lifetime?

My friends...

(Yells)

Get him out of here!

Get him out of here!

- Keep it moving.

- Get back up.

Come on!

(Computer) Moving on track seven,

approaching transfer.

- Stay still. Everything's OK.

- Please, Jenny shouldn't be here.

Please, don't hurt her.

She has to stay, understand,

Mrs Rooker? She has to stay.

(Nico ) I won't hurt her, Mrs Rooker,

just stand still.

Everything will be perfectly OK.

(Angela sobs )

- Angela!

- Peyton!

No need to shout, French fry.

Angela! Jenny! Hold on!

You've been a bad boy!

He's mine, Mack.

Again! You getting too much sun.

(Screams )

Joey!

(Jenny ) What's happening?

Fight me, you bastard!

(Westlake ) Need a lift, tough guy?

Gotcha!

What the.. .?

Whoa!

(Yelling)

Angela!

Hold it right there, Doc!

A gun? Tough guy like you? I thought

you'd want to do this man to man.

Since when were you considered a man?

Freak! (Laughs )

I suppose you're looking for this?

No!

Pretty good shooting, huh? Step back.

And I know you're looking for this.

The only sample.

Just enough for your ugly face.

But I don't think you'll be needing

that any longer, Doc.

Angela.

I couldn't let him hurt you.

Let's get Jenny and go.

NO!

Let me be, Angela. I'm a new man now.

Stronger than ever!

You tried to kill me. My own wife.

That was not nice!

It's your wake-up call, Doc!

(Laughs demonically)

Peter, God, no!

Ride 'em, cowboy!

- Daddy, don't!

- Jenny, get back! Get back!

Don't hurt him, Daddy!

(Screams )

Jenny, please! God, no! God!

(Rooker laughs )

It's OK. It's OK, baby. Just hold on.

God, no! Please.. .please, honey!

(Yells)

Welcome to Rooker World!

My skin!

Gotcha!

You always talk about strength,

but a strong man loves his wife -

takes care of his children.

Come on. Come on.

Gotcha, you bastard!

Peyton!

Good.

Angela, we've gotta get out of here.

It's going to explode!

Come. Come. Let's go.

Let's go. Run!

Run!

(Angela screams )

This is a code three. Burn unit

ready. This is a code three.

- Vital signs OK?

- Yes, Doctor.

Get her to ER.

We'll get the best graft

from here, here and here.

We're not using skin grafts.

- Who the hell are you?

- Dr Westlake, burn specialist.

Everything's going to be OK, Jenny.

- Dr Westlake?

- I have to go.

Wait.

Peyton!

Angela!

Please, don't follow me.

I just want to see you...

the way you really are.

- Why?

- I need to see the man...

the man who saved my child.

Please.

(Bells chime )

Thank you.

As close as she came,

she was still miles away.

So I continued my journeys alone -

into the darkness.

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