Grim Reaper Page #3
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- 2007
- 82 min
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OK.
What do you want me to do?
Ow! Give me something to do!
Come here. Come here.
Come here. Grab this.
All right, Pete, let's go.
Well, there's no way he could
have got out of there.
Locks...
I don't think he got out.
No, someone got in.
Come on, come on, come on.
I'm gonna tie this around here.
You sure about this?
We don't have any other options.
OK. I'm gonna try to turn it on.
OK.
Did you get it?
Come on! Bring it here! We're ready!
Shut up!
You stay here!
If you're lucky, we'll come back for you
the seventh time you scream.
Nick?
You don't want to do this!
You're never gonna get out
of here without me.
I can help!
Sh*t!
At least give me a Goddamn match!
He's heading this way.
Oh, God.
He's here. I can hear him.
Do you smell gasoline?
Oh, sh*t. Oh--
is it in here?
Oh, my God! I can't get it off!
Somebody get us out!
Get back! Get back.
- I can't see it!
- Your feet.
I can't see it!
Stop it!
I can't. I can't stop it.
Tia, do something!
I can't stop it.
I can't lift it.
Hey!
Over here!
This is the plan?
Sh*t! Go! Go!
I can't plug it.
Wait. Wait, Tia.
He's leaving.
He's leaving! We're free!
No, we're not free!
I can't stop it. It's filling up.
We're gonna die in here!
What? Oh, my God!
What are you f***ing saying?
I don't want to die in here!
Tia, do something. I'm scared!
Please do something!
Tia!
Tia, you have to do something!
I've spent days...
and months... and years...
thinking about how this would happen.
And in every situation
that I could come up with...
the ending is always the same.
That it would end...
in a place of...
Someplace...
Enough! Enough!
Enough with the practice runs!
It's time. It's time.
It's time for the real thing.
Tia, don't! Tia!
Tia!
Tia!
Go!
Jesus, get up! Get up!
We got to find someplace to hide.
All right. Look around.
OK.
OK.
There's a flashlight right there.
I'll try to get it. Move.
All right.
When I tell you to go,
head straight for the door...
- All right?
- OK.
Go. Go.
That's not gonna hold him!
Sh*t! It's locked!
Come on.
Here. Here. Here. Right here.
- Hello?
- Liam.
Professor Coley, hey.
Thank you for calling me back so fast.
I know it's late.
I just-- quick question.
Do you know of anything in town...
that refers to a Saint Joseph,
like a mission, a church, anything?
Yes, actually.
It's an institution for the insane.
Are you still there?
Yeah, I'm still here.
Um... an institution?
Yes. Why?
Oh, I'm just--
I'm-- I'm doing some research
for a paper.
Do you know by any chance
where that is?
On the south side of town
by the old church.
But it was closed in 1966
due to abuse allegations.
Closed in sixty-six due to abuse
allegations.
All right. Um... all right.
South side of town by the church.
Thank you, sir.
Rachel.
What was that?
I don't know!
He said it was a study.
He was studying us to see
how we shared the same delusion...
a vision of death.
Nick! He lied.
Yeah. No sh*t! But why?
What is this?
Because I made a deal.
You.
You made a deal with the Devil?
Angel of Death, Memnoch,
the Grim Reaper.
Packet warns that one out
of three smokers will get lung cancer.
Well... I lost the bet.
So you faced death.
And I made a deal.
Spare me, and I collect
the souls he failed to reap.
How?
My wife.
Still works in the nursing field.
Couple of name changes...
and you two end up
in the E.R. near death.
You two fell over the edge,
and you lived.
You tricked fate.
Next time death comes for you,
there'll be no reprieve.
I f***ing knew it.
Where is it?
Pete, is that you?
Pete.
Pete?
Pete?
What? Who's that?
What the f*** is that?
I put my mark on the door!
Pass on by.
Pass on by!
Look at you.
Look at yourself. Just look.
Brain-damaged street fighter.
You should have died in that fight.
Nick, don't listen to him.
And you, a glorified stripper...
who'd miss you if you died
like you were supposed to?
Liam.
Nick, you got to see this.
What?
It says that we can change it.
It says that you can change
the circle of fate.
So is that right, Doc, huh?
You've done your research.
How do we end this bullshit?
There's one way...
but I doubt very much if you two...
would be willing to pay the price.
No, no!
Pass on by!
Katie?
Look. I told you, you're on your own.
Jeez.
What?
What'd you do that for?
Pass on by!
Pass on by!
Get away from me!
Get away from me.
Pass on by!
No, no.
Get away from me. Pass on by!
No.
No. Stay-- no!
You're a liar.
There's got to be
another way out of this.
You asked me. I told you.
Now, do you mind
calling off your guard dog?
You know what?
You're gonna get what's coming to you,
OK?
This life and the next, I promise.
God damn it.
We got to be missing something.
Look at this!
There's got to be another way out!
Just forget it, all right?
I say we find Pete
and get the hell out of here.
Nick, it doesn't matter
how far we run from this place.
We got to change our fate.
She's right, Nicholas.
I merely provided a one-stop shop
for our deadly friend.
Truth is, he would have found
all of you eventually.
Can't stay in the light forever.
There's got to be a way
to beat this f***er at his own game.
This is insane.
Look. Let's just keep looking, OK?
What are you hiding in here, Doc?
Nick!
Oh, my God, Nick!
Go!
No!
No!
- No!
- Rachel!
Liam! Liam!
Oh, my God, come on! Come on!
What the hell was that?
What do you think?
I don't know what to think right now.
What's going on, Rachel? I'm lost.
I need you to listen to me, OK?
- OK.
- There was an accident.
Yeah, I saw. I saw the security tape.
No, listen.
I should have been dead, OK?
How did you end up in a madhouse?
I don't-- I don't know.
OK? And now that--
now there's this thing, this...
God. Liam, Death is chasing me.
Do you know how crazy all this sounds?
You think I don't know that?
There's a way out.
There has to be a way out.
There's only one way.
I gotta die.
What do you--
Don't even joke about that.
I'm not. Liam...
look. That's the only way
this bullshit's gonna end, OK?
I gotta die to change this circle of fate.
No. No, there's a way out.
Come on. There has to be.
No, please! I need you to listen to me, OK?
That car crash--
I was supposed to die.
That was my fate, and now--
now I got to go back and change it.
By dying?
By going to the edge of death.
I'm not gonna let you do this.
I'm not gonna let you kill yourself.
I'm not.
You are.
I'll what?
You are.
You're gonna do what...
You've been training all these years.
I've been training to save people.
And you are. OK?
Soon as I save myself.
All right.
Oh, Rachel?
Rachel!
Come out of the dark, Rachel.
Your doctor can help you.
What the...
Liam, hurry.
I am.
Come on!
Here.
You got everything?
I can't do this, Rach.
You got to, OK?
Just-- just make it fast...
'cause you know I hate needles, OK?
It's gonna get real cold real quick.
How long will I have once I...
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