Hellraiser: Deader Page #2

You've got this f***ed-up,

self-destructive thing going on.

And that is making me

very unappy.

Panduri and Kovacs.

Okay? The northeast corner.

Two doors down.

There are some stairs

that go all the way down.

But once you get mixed up

with them,

chances are you never get loose.

Amy Klein!

Don't do it.

Don't go there.

Change your name, go somewhere

else, become something else.

Can't do that.

I got that f***ed-up,

self-destructive thing going on.

Yes, you do.

Only he can bring you back.

[Shrieks]

Aah!

No!

Where?

Where is he?

Where'd he fall?

Well, the men have looked.

And he wasrt there.

You don't seem

terribly surprised.

What do you want me to tell you?

I saw him.

Yeah.

So you've said.

Can you tell me again just

what it is that you saw?

I'm standing on the platform,

and I see this...

He had his back to the train.

That's him.

That's the guy.

- It's him.

- Hey.

- Hey, it's him.

- Hey!

Hey!

I saw what you did to Marla.

Stop! Get the f*** off me!

Get off me!

I know who you are!

That's the guy.

Get the f*** off me!

Stop him!

What the f*** are you doing?

Let go of me!

You won't get away with this!

Hey!

[Whistles]

You are lucky to have

a boss like me.

Once again, I have saved

your small but relatively

shapely behind.

At least you got to travel.

What were they gonna charge

me with, anyway?

Charge you?

They were thinking

of shipping you

to the asylum for observation.

Believe me, you go in there,

you don't come out.

Got your stuff?

Why did you give me

this story, Charles?

Who else would have taken it?

They're gonna think

it's bullshit,

or they're gonna be too afraid.

But Amy Klein.

Tell me it's real, Amy.

It's real.

Or I'm crazy.

Either way, it's a good story.

You see, Amy,

for the average person,

the hunger for knowledge

is like the hunger for food.

We want to know just enough to

take the edge off our appetite.

Then we're satisfied,

and we stop.

But you are a glutton.

You can't help overeating.

- I don't hear you complaining.

- No, that's the point.

That's why I still need you.

'Cause all that stuff

I don't eat, I still want.

So I send you in to do

the eating for me

so I get to experience it

without actually suffering

any mental indigestion.

Thanks a lot.

So, I do all the suffering.

Nobody's forcing anything

down your throat, correct?

No.

I'm not here to save people,

and I'm not here to judge them.

I take them as they come

and use them as they pass by.

You know, there's something

vaguely demonic about you.

Did you know the word "demon"

comes from the Greek word

for "knowledge"?

No, I didn't.

American education.

Hop in.

I'll give you a lift.

No, thanks.

I need the fresh air.

Then walk back to your room,

lie in your coffin until

the daylight hours have passed,

as is your habit,

then go get me my story.

Panduri and Kovacs.

[Bird shrieks, Amy gasps]

Damn it.

[Water dripping]

[Splash]

Aw, sh*t.

[Voices murmuring]

Hello?

[Flies buzzing]

Is anybody there?

Hello?

Is somebody there?

What the hell?

Whoa! Aah! Aah!

Oh, God!

[Grunting]

No! No!

No!

No, no!

Aah!

Aah!

[Breathing heavily]

Shh.

Follow me.

[Flies buzzing]

[Voices murmuring]

[Inaling]

[Gasping]

[Breathing heavily]

[Gasps]

[Gasps]

One of us.

[Indistinct whispering]

Amy Klein.

You know me.

I chose you.

You didn't choose me.

I came here to help Marla

and the others.

And what makes you think

they need help?

Tell me, Amy Klein, were you

afraid when you saw Marla?

Of what you found?

Yes.

What is it?

You might say

it's a family heirloom

passed down

through many generations.

Left here as a gift.

The way to cheat death.

An entrance to a world

of everlasting pleasure.

It rightfully belongs to me.

Though there are others

who might disagree.

Should I be honored or afraid

that you are here with me,

Amy Klein?

You tell me.

Don't dance with me.

Don't think for one second

that you're not in danger.

You are in more danger

than you ever imagined possible.

Who are you?

I am here to reclaim

what is mine.

And you are here to help me.

It is your destiny to be here.

I can give life back to those

who choose the dark over light

and will do so much more.

But first, I need your help.

What happened to Marla?

What did you do to her?

Marla?

Why, I accepted her, that's all.

That's all I've ever done

for anybody who's come to me.

She didn't want to become

one of you.

Whatever the hell you are.

That's why she killed herself.

Or did she?

Marla will never really die

because she's not really alive.

The more she doubts...

the deader she becomes.

I know what I saw

in that room was real.

It was real, like this flesh.

Do you think this is real?

This flesh?

This blood?

No.

[Child cries]

Do you think this thing

is a presence?

In all essential qualities,

it is less than nothing.

In all essential qualities,

we are less than nothing.

Not solid.

[Screams]

Not here.

And not real.

[Screaming]

What did you see?

What are you afraid of, Amy?

I'm not afraid of you.

Oh, yes, you are.

[Sobs]

You opened the box.

Now I need you

to take the next step.

The box and all its powers

belong to me.

Get off of me!

[Murmuring]

Let me go!

You're all crazy!

Let go of me.

Accept my gift.

No!

No!

Keep still, Amy.

Now give back to me

what is rightfully mine.

Get away from me!

No!

No more pain.

No!

Only pleasure!

- Yes!

- [Screaming]

[Gasping]

Get it together.

No. No.

[Screaming]

Aah!

[Thud]

[Gasping]

What the hell?

Sh*t!

What the f*** is going on?

No!

Holy sh*t!

No!

What the f*** is going on?

This is a dream.

This is a f***ing dream.

This is a f***ing dream!

No!

God, help me!

What have you done to me?

[Sobbing]

Help!

Aah!

No!

No!

No!

Oh, it's not real.

This is not real.

[Groans]

Aah!

Aah!

[Screams]

[Gasping]

[Voices whispering]

Aah!

[Telephone ringing]

MARLA:

Only he can bring you back, Amy.

What the f***

have you done to me?

Not done.

Nor will I.

Who are you?

Why did you do this to me?

Who I am is no concern of yours.

And you may be assured

that this is not my handiwork.

Ask yourself this.

When you stand there,

your flesh exposed,

paddling in a pool

of your own blood,

why is it that you feel no pain?

Because I'm dreaming.

Because this is a f***ing dream.

No!

Not a dream.

You have been recruited as

a soldier in another mars war.

A war that he can never win.

You opened the box,

and your soul belongs to me.

As does his.

The Deaders have discovered

an entry into my world.

My domain.

But they can only complete their

journey through you, Amy Klein.

And your only way back

is through me now.

I am your redeemer.

I am the way.

No!

[Speaking Romanian]

[Splash]

[Voices murmuring]

[Horn honks, tires screech]

[Man shouting in Romanian]

[Speaking Romanian]

Don't even start.

Joey.

Please, I need you to help me.

Help you with what?

Wow.

Are those real?

Joey, please!

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