Dylan Dog: Dead of Night Page #6

Synopsis: The adventures of supernatural private investigator, Dylan Dog, who seeks out the monsters of the Louisiana bayou in his signature red shirt, black jacket, and blue jeans.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Kevin Munroe
Production: Freestyle Releasing
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.1
Metacritic:
31
Rotten Tomatoes:
8%
PG-13
Year:
2010
107 min
$856,849
Website
221 Views


In the forbidden ward.

Marcus, you have to be careful.

There's no room for heroes

in the world of zombies.

Believe me.

We come from a long and proud

history of being cowards.

Marcus?

Marcus?

If I'm not back in an hour,

call in a bomb scare.

Hey.

Hey.

You really don't know

anything else about this?

No, I mean, it was

stolen from my father.

Right, well, it was

never his to begin with.

I mean, it belonged to the Werewolves.

Your father had to have known

that this wasn't just some

goddamned heirloom for sale.

Mara killed him to get it back.

That's...

But you said the

vampires were behind this.

Not exactly.

Mara gave the Heart to her vampire

boyfriend, Slake, who hid it.

And when Mara was killed,

he told the one person that

he could trust where it was,

Gabriel.

Now all three of them are dead.

Does the word "Sclavi"

mean anything to you?

No.

I have been pointing the finger

at Gabriel, my oldest friend.

A man of honour.

Now he's dead.

Crossing the line? Yeah, perhaps.

But I'm not exactly billing her for it.

I knew Elizabeth was still in danger.

Being caught up in a world where

you don't belong isn't natural.

I was well aware of that at

one time. And so was Cassandra.

Morning.

Good morning.

This is a talisman.

As long as you're wearing it,

vampires can't touch you.

You'll be safe.

Thank you.

Dylan. You are not gonna believe what I.

Hi, Elizabeth.

You're...

I shouldn't have barged in.

I'm just not used to you...

I'm gonna go. I'm gonna go. I just...

I guess we could just

talk about the location

of the flesh-eating zombie

when you guys are done...

...boning.

I'm gonna go. I'm really sorry.

Marcus. Come back, Marcus.

So, you and Elizabeth?

I think it's great.

She seems really sweet. She seems

to like you, you seem to like her.

It's great. You gotta move on, right?

I mean, it's you know...

It's been some time.

And you gotta kind of just

do what the heart...

Shut up, or I'm gonna shoot you again.

The big zombie was the key.

I just didn't know how

he fit into all this.

This place is like a maze, Dylan.

You know your way around here?

Yeah, a little bit. Came with the job.

The zombies turned it into a

penal colony a few years ago.

They banish the ones who become

too dangerous or too decayed.

Only the strongest survive.

And the others get eaten.

"The others get eaten"?

You mean, like, cannibal zombies?

Duck. What?

Duck.

What the hell was that?

Dum-dums. Zombie Stoppers.

Cute.

Sorry. Come on, we gotta go.

Oh, my God. Wait, Dylan.

If I ever get like that, you'll...

Don't worry. I'll take care of it.

Oh, you'll take care of it.

Good, that's great. Thanks, Kevorkian.

So, looks like there's

no zombies down here,

so that's gotta be a good thing, right?

Not exactly.

This place is more overcrowded

than Riker's Island.

If there are no zombies here, it's

because they're afraid of something.

Great.

I'm going down.

You're going down?

You're going down there...

...with the skulls and the bones

and the cannibal zombies?

Okay, I'm gonna stay up here.

I'll Keep watch, 'cause

I haven't gone bananas.

Yet.

Definitely a flesh-eater.

What are you looking at?

Vampire blood from Corpus House.

Someone's been controlling it.

Dylan?

You okay?

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God!

Dylan!

Oh, my God! Oh, my

God! Dylan, get me up!

Dylan! Dylan!

What are you doing up there?

Oh, they're filthy! They're filthy!

Dylan!

Dylan! Hurry up! They're gonna eat me!

Stop! I'm one of you! I'm one of you!

Oh, my God, they're touching me!

They're touching me!

They're cold and they're

wet and they're touching me!

Dylan, please! Dylan!

Marcus.

You're my hero.

What are those?

Wooden bullets.

What are the wooden bullets for?

Think about it.

Who's had all the opportunity in

the world to know about the Heart?

Who's been following me,

probably since I took this case?

And who has everything to gain

from wiping out all the undead?

I'm gonna guess someone who

doesn't like wooden bullets?

Vargas has been in on

this since the start.

Vargas.

So, what's the plan?

No plan.

Just bigger guns.

Open those.

Dylan.

What is your problem?

What is my problem?

I told you that I'd be back.

No!

What's wrong, you

don't like the sunlight?

Maybe you can help me with

something. Where's the Heart?

What?

What are you talking about? I don't

know what you're talking about.

Wrong answer, bloodsucker.

- You're killing him!

- I know.

Okay, all right! Okay, stop it!

Okay. Yes. I had my people

looking for the Heart.

But can you blame me?

The thing is, it's a nuclear bomb, man.

Whoever controls Belial...

...controls the world.

What is "Sclavi"?

Sclavi? What do you mean, Sclavi?

Okay, okay, I was just kidding,

I was just kidding.

Sclavi, okay.

Sclavi is a vampire.

One of the elders that helped

build Corpus House. All right?

And where would I find him?

He's a sleeper.

He's a sleeper. Why do you even care?

Okay, just leave me alone.

I got pus all over my sheets.

Maybe you should get some vitamin E.

We'll be back in a little bit.

Yeah, and some, like, healing aloe!

We've got half an hour before

the sun sets. Let's move.

Well, where are we going?

He said Sclavi was a sleeper.

This is where they keep their relatives.

Sort of like a retirement home.

In a crummy shipyard?

Well, would you have

thought to look here?

So, what are these

crazy symbols everywhere?

They're vampire blood types.

Each family has its own type.

What's that?

Vampire blood.

Thought so.

"Sergio."

"Sclavi." Here he is.

There's the Heart.

Oh, my God.

Looks like my grandfather on prom night.

They're sleeping.

Sorry.

Oh, Jesus.

I'm not gonna grab that.

Are you kidding me?

Look, he's got a death

grip on it, literally.

Your limbs are replaceable.

Yeah, we already replaced one.

It was great for me. Remember that?

Fine.

You're a detective.

Just, you can get it.

Just be careful when you do it, okay?

Don't just grab it, okay.

Yeah.

Tenderly, okay?

Okay.

Oh, my God! Dylan, oh, my God!

Run and save yourself!

What happened?

I guess you'll never know.

I'm not built for this, man.

I'm not built for this.

I think I just leaked something.

Oh, my God.

You know, for someone who

thinks he's pretty smart,

I certainly get the crap

kicked out of me a lot.

Oh, crap.

Dearly beloved,

We have gathered here tonight to

pay our finial respects to Dylan,

a breather who didn't

have enough good sense

to keep his dumb ass retired.

Please, don't interrupt the eulogy.

I'll have you all know that I've been

crafting that for quite some time now.

But recent events have

overshadowed my prepared remarks.

I mean, what can I say about a man who...

...not only killed off all of my Corpus

House competition back in the day

but also brought...

I'm sorry, I told myself

that I wouldn't cry.

He also brought us the Heart of Belial.

I mean, sure, we've had some

tough moments, some ups and downs...

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