Don't Kill It Page #4
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Oh, I'm terribly sorry,
but I only have one room left.
I'm afraid you'll
have to share.
You need some help?
at do-it-yourself surgery.
Thank you
for what you did.
Don't thank me.
Thank him.
I don't understand.
When I got to you, I was pretty
way, the way he looked at you.
I was relieved to see
you were alive
until I realized
what that meant.
It wants me to kill it.
Yeah. It appears so.
Why?
It likes you.
Maybe it likes your body,
maybe it likes your soul.
He collects souls,
makes him more powerful.
The eyes, his eyes...
Yeah. I know.
Creepy as hell, right?
No, no. It--
in his eyes, I saw something.
There were dark clouds,
lightning.
There were people screaming.
It was terrible.
I've never been so afraid.
Now, that's unexpected.
Here, let me help you.
Let me help you.
So how long
have you been doing this?
Oh, um...
Pretty much
as long as I remember.
It was kind
of a family business.
Christmas must've been fun.
Heh.
Thanks
for the warning.
So, uh,
is there any way
to get the demon
without hurting anyone?
Well, I think you're getting
ahead of yourself.
If we don't catch
the thing then, uh,
all this thinking
will be for nothing.
Okay. Well...
You're all set.
Thank you.
Uh, I'll just change here if
you don't mind turning around.
Okay. Sure. No problem.
Look, I'm just
gonna go outside.
Where?
It's--
it's pretty cozy actually.
the floor, you don't have to--
hey, Nelson.
Sorry to wake you, buddy.
Yeah. Can you run
a lineage check
for me on an Evelyn Pierce?
Yeah. Cross reference
with your list,
see if anything in
that family tree pops up.
I gotta go. Get back to me
as soon as you can, all right?
Trouble sleeping?
Figured I would pay a visit.
Looks like that was
a nice farm a ways back.
Why was it abandoned?
Well, supposedly,
it's cursed.
And why is that?
My parents never
told me much.
From what I hear, there
was an easter celebration
and I fell in the pool.
I hit my head on the edge
as I went in.
I think it was a few minutes
I was completely blue.
My mother, she grabbed me, and
she carried me into the house
and when
she brought me back,
I was totally fine
like nothing had happened.
I don't remember any of it,
but I do know what people say.
It's like she brought me
back from the dead.
Next thing
i do remember
is that people were throwing
rocks into our window
and we just packed up, and we
left pretty quickly after that.
Well, Evelyn, I'm sorry
to hear all that.
Everyone's got
their sob story, right?
You know what I think?
Now is an appropriate time
as any to tell you.
why our black-eyed
What you saw in
his eyes,
the circumstances
of your family's departure
from chicory creek,
it all points at one thing.
What is that?
Well, there's
a slim chance
that your ancestors were,
and you are--
how do I put this?
Um, uh... ahem.
Well, look, there
are demons, right?
And at the other end
of the spectrum,
there are beings that
descended from the light.
Are we talking about
f***ing angels now?
Well, you said it.
I know. Listen.
Okay. Let's call
them angels.
Well, many,
many years ago,
according to the Bible
and stuff,
these angels descended to earth,
they mated with humans.
They gave rise
to this divine bloodline.
And you're saying
I'm one of them.
What you saw in his eyes,
your mother had that ability,
birthmarks on your back--
how did you see those?
You turned around? Did you--?
There was just like
a reflection or something.
I am the furthest from angelic.
Just--
listen to me,
if I'm right,
the stakes
just got a whole lot higher.
And why is that?
Because there's a dark place,
another plane,
existing next to ours.
It's full of dark things,
bad things.
What does that have to do
with me? With my family?
If you are from that divine
bloodline I told you about,
you have the ability
And if the thing consumes your
soul, it will use your body.
And he'll call up
thousands of them.
And then chicory creek
literally will be hell on earth.
Why does it need me?
I'm not too sure
there are any.
Listen,
i may be wrong,
but you'd better keep your
finger off that trigger.
Well, all right now,
great to see you too.
Hey, good to see you.
Hey, looking good.
Come in, have a seat.
That's not what I'm saying.
should have a team on standby.
Please. Please, look,
I'm really close here. Trust me.
Just give me a chance.
Thank you. Thank you, sir.
Everything okay?
Yeah. It's good.
Hey, hey, come on in.
Hey, good to see you.
Oh, sh*t. Uh...
I know, father, I know.
What is this all about?
It's all gonna be
explained in a minute.
Now, come on, Marty.
My congregation
are truly worried.
Okay?
Now, I saw Evelyn Pierce
in your office.
She is not to be trusted.
All right.
Why don't you
just take a seat
for your own sake.
Ladies and gentlemen, I need
to get your attention, please.
Speak up, Dunham.
that you don't shout.
Now, I know y'all
got a lot of questions,
and we're gonna
take those questions
just as soon
as this meeting's done.
In the meantime,
I'm gonna have to ask
that you all remain calm.
Now, it has come
to my attention
that the string of murders
earlier this week were--
are connected.
- What?
- What do you mean?
- How's that possible?
- What's next?
Quiet, now.
Calm down, now.
It appears...
Some kind of
supernatural thing afoot.
What the f***?
Eunice, that is not helping.
Now you shut up.
Now, sit down.
Y'all be quiet.
Y'all know we got
FBI working on this.
This guy's coming in...
Oh, sh*t.
...let's respect--
okay. Good evening, folks.
I'm jebediah
woodley.
That's right.
I wanna talk to you
a little bit
about what's happened
in town this past week.
I know you're all frightened,
as you should be,
but if you just cooperate and
listen to what I got to say,
everybody's
gonna be fine.
Ahem. Well, most
of you are gonna be fine.
Most of us?
Well, look. Look,
just calm down now.
to you.
happened. See, there's--
well, just hear me
out now.
We'll get a chance
to talk about this later.
I know you're
not gonna believe
some of the things
I'm about to say.
Some of you, well--
let me finish up.
I'll explain it to you.
in this town,
and it's kind of scary,
but some of you will
have a problem
believing what I'm
about to say now,
but I gotta tell
you something.
Well, it's kind
of a strange story.
Uh...
Oh, sh*t.
Everybody,
evacuate the premises.
Don't shoot it.
Let me shoot it.
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