Death Hunter Page #3

No...

You don't know that!

Yes I do.

I've tested it dozens of times

on my own blood samples.

My genetic makeup isn't

capable of holding up to it.

(Gasping)

What then?

I think you know the

answer to that.

No, no no no no.

I am NOT gonna kill you.

I'm already dead, John.

Not even you can stop that.

Don't leave me to the

fate of their kind.

I deserve more than that!

(Gasping)

She's alive, John.

What did you say?

She's alive.

How do you know that?

If he'd have wanted her dead,

he would've done it then.

No. He saw something in her.

Something he wanted.

The same thing he saw in my

wife all those years ago.

There's still time to save

her if you can stop him.

Why didn't you tell me

about this before?

Because you would've

rushed off to save her.

Without your newfound skills,

you would've been

no match for them.

And what makes you

think I am now?

You're ready, John.

As ready as you'll ever be.

If you can get to

em and stop em,

you may still be able

to save your wife.

Even if she's turned?

Yes.

Oh no. No. No no no.

You said that if I kill

the head vampire,

I will kill them all.

No.

I said kill the head vampire,

and you stop them all.

Not all will die.

It is the curse

that is reversed.

(Gasping)

The moment their

leader is dead,

they'll revert to their

true age and time.

If a vampire was bitten

he'll turn to dust.

But one turned 6 months ago?

Will revert to the age

they would be now.

Yes...

John...

There's a trunk outside.

Find it.

There's some things in

there you'll find useful.

John, go --

-- Shh.

You need your rest.

The sun's gonna be up

in a couple hours.

And tomorrow, we'll plan

our course of action.

Everything will be

better tomorrow.

Alright...

Perhaps you're right.

Alright.

Everything will be

better tomorrow.

Alright.

John.

Remember.

None of this works

without faith.

(Gunshot)

(Music)

(Music)

(Radio static)

(Various channels)

What's this?

It's the only thing

I could find. Okay?

Uh, you can't...

You can't do that in here.

My parents will kill me.

It's okay, Zachie.

Your parents aren't

here now, are they?

I know, but...

I'm serious.

Put it out, Trisha.

Fine.

Relax!

I can see if this drive

isn't gonna liven up,

I'm gonna have to do it.

Strip poker, anyone?

(Video game ends)

Oh. Damnit.

You in?

Like you said, baby:

I can't play with that

thing all weekend.

How about you guys?

I don't think --

I'll even make the first

sacrifice.

How about it?

Or are you gonna be

a bunch of prudes?

I'm game if you are.

Um...

- Good!

Then it's on.

Strip poker it is.

I'll deal.

Here's the rules:

Everyone gets a card.

Highest card, the clothes stay.

Lowest card, they go away.

Are we clear?

Crystal.

Good.

Oh...

And one more thing.

Yeah?

A joker takes it all off.

I'll go first.

Queen of spades.

Sweetie.

I'm king of hearts, baby.

We'll see.

And how about you, princess?

What do you have?

Three of clubs.

It looks bleak for

our all-american girl,

ladies and gentlemen.

Just one more card to go.

Well?

Do tell.

Three of diamonds.

Oh ho ho. A tie, eh?

Yes.

We have a tie,

ladies and gentlemen.

Too bad. So sad.

But, that's the way

the card tumbles.

So let's have em.

- Yeah.

And shoes don't count.

Since when do you

make the rules?

He's right.

Everyone knows that

shoes don't count.

It's like (muffled)

Okay. Fine.

Something wrong?

Um...

I'm gonna need you

to take the wheel.

Oh. Sorry.

Okay fellas.

Next card.

Ten of spades.

The jack... of hearts.

Seven of diamonds.

Oh no way.

What?

Seven of clubs.

Porcha, did you do this?

Don't look at me, girlfriend.

It's just the luck of the draw.

Yeah.

- Hey!

We'll see about that.

I'm dealing.

Eyes up front, sailor.

Sorry.

Uh...

Could you take

the wheel again?

Sure.

What is it?

It's...

It's my pants.

They're stuck around my shoes.

Loser.

Here. Lemme try.

See anything you like?

There.

Look out!

(Crashing)

What the hell was that?

I dunno. It just came

outta nowhere.

You guys think it's dead?

I dunno.

What are you doing?

I need to find out.

Screw that.

We need to get our

asses out of here.

He's right. We need

to see what we hit.

See if you can get a

signal on your cell.

Damn, girl. It's a

dog, for God sake.

Just do it.

Where is it?

I dunno.

(muffled)

What is it?

Hey...

I don't really know.

I mean...

It looks like some

sort of...

coyote... or dog

or something.

I'm not 100% sure.

Boo!

(Screaming)

You're a big jerk.

You guys should've seen

the looks on your face...

Ahh! Ahh!

(Laughing)

You guys were SO FREAKED!

Whoa.

Dude.

Check it out.

Man. Looks like you

creamed whatever it was.

I... I don't think I did that.

What do you mean?

I mean...

That's not what I hit.

Dude.

You were going like 60.

When you hit it, okay?

Of course it's the

thing you hit.

That thing's been

dead for like...

... a day or two.

It's rotting.

Gimme that.

Yeah... Yeah. Alright.

Well, professor.

If that's not the thing

you hit, what is?

(Growling and screaming)

(Singing to herself)

(Banging on windows)

Where's Trevor?

What is it?

The keys.

Trevor had them.

What the HELL is going on?

Where's Trevor?

He's out there.

You left him?

(Snarling)

Get down!

Oh... I get it.

Get down, Porcha!

You guys really

had me going.

Porcha, this isn't a joke.

Now get down!

The joke's over, guys.

It's not funny anymore.

You got me...

Quit howling, Trevor!

Get your ass back in here!

(Screaming)

Help me.

What are you gonna

do with that?

We're sitting ducks as

long as we sit here.

I need to get out there

and find those keys.

Keys? You've got no

idea where they are.

Do you have any

better suggestions?

Yeah. Stay here and

keep your ass down.

Laura, I've been doing that...

... my whole life.

(Door opens)

(Snarling)

(Metal clanging)

(Yelping)

You guys got keys

to this thing?

If we did, you think

we'd be in this mess?

Trevor had them.

Where's he?

I see.

Grab your stuff.

Whatever you can carry.

Hey. The way back

is that way.

I know.

You don't expect us to

follow you, do you?

Nobody's forcing you.

Great.

Alright, wait -- wait for me!

Excuse me. Sir?

My name is John.

John Croix.

Hey. Mr. Croix.

We were wondering...

Yes?

How much further?

Maybe?

Well maybe we could stop

and take a little break.

We don't have time.

Look. Sir...

Mr. Croix.

I know it's dangerous for us

to be out here and everything,

but we've been walking for

hours without a break.

And quite frankly,

my feet are killing me.

You got five.

Call me John.

Thanks.

John.

(Burp)

Sorry Eddie.

Sun's coming up.

(Growling)

Have a good sleep, aye?

(Incoherent mumbling)

(Flesh packing and groaning)

(Growling)

Oh ohh... buddy boy.

You just bought yourself

a whole world of hurt.

(Giggling)

Fool.

Silver bullets don't

kill vampires.

Yeah?

But holy water does.

(Screaming)

(Numerous gunshots)

(Snarling)

Please don't hurt me.

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