Hellraiser: Revelations Page #2

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You're an accomplice now, motherf***er.

- I didn't do anything, Nico!

- You picked her up.

You filmed us f***ing. How do you think

that's gonna look in a jury?

If they even have

juries in Mexico. F***!

- Take this...

- What're you doing?

I'm deleting this.

You're not f***ing deleting sh*t.

We've gotta delete that!

No.

Not destroying it

keeps us on the same team.

Dude, I would never do anything.

I would never do anything like that,

Nico. Come on.

You know,

maybe she's right. Emma.

- Maybe we should all talk about it.

- What is there to discuss?

You talked to the police. Someone

killed them. They were murdered.

- Well, we don't know that for sure.

- Watch the damn video.

Guys, guys... look Ross is right.

Who knows what that video means.

- The cops couldn't even figure it out.

- Could we... not talk about it, please?

Could we just remember them

the way they were?

Not the way they were killed?

Did Nico give any indication

that he was gonna leave?

He never...

he never really talked about it.

He'd just started dating Emma.

He was happy. I mean...

And then he just sort of...

Went cold?

I just don't understand why he left.

He had everything.

A great family... Sh*t, he had

the whole f***ing world on a string.

Why would he just run off?

Why?

I mean, did Emma say something to him,

or did she break up with him?

Oh, Emma, I didn't mean to suggest...

Good job, honey. Outstanding.

It was just a question.

Who the f*** are you

and what do you want?!

The box.

You opened it.

Summoned us. And we came.

Guys, it's Steven!

- Dad, Dad!

- Peter, give me a hand!

- Emma?

- Yeah?

- Go call 911.

- OK.

Oh, God! Steven, where's Nico?!

Is he out there?

Nico?

Are you out here? Nico?

I don't think he's hurt.

Come on, bro.

I don't think this is his blood.

- Are they on the way?

- No, phone's not working, line's dead.

Sh*t.

- Try my cell?

- No signal.

That's why we keep a landline.

- Neighbors, maybe?

- Four miles.

- I'm gonna have to drive him.

- Let's use my car. I'll get it started.

It's all right, Steven.

Save your energy.

Don't... let them... find me.

I won't go back.

- I can't go back.

- Steven, it's OK. You're safe now.

- You're safe now.

- Where's my son?!

Where is he? Is he with you?

Emma...

They're gone. The cars are gone.

Sh*t.

Emma, go get me some blankets.

- OK.

- I'll go with you.

What's wrong with him?

Exhaustion, dehydration.

We just gotta keep him stabilized.

Keep him warm.

Get some fluids into him.

- What the hell is happening here, man?

- I don't know.

But whoever Steven is afraid of has

now taken out the phone and the cars.

He's probably out there right now.

All right... All right, look.

He said something about not,

not going back.

Not going back where?

I mean, do you think

he's been kidnapped?

We're not gonna find any answers

from Steven until he recovers.

Let him rest,

we can ask him questions in the morning.

What? F*** that, man,

I want some answers now!

- Steven! Talk to me!

- Stop it!

Would you all calm

the f*** down right now?!

- All right.

- Calm.

- Easy.

- I'm sorry.

It's OK.

If that was Nico and Steven

was still missing, I'd be upset too.

But... we're all on our own now.

So we just have to stay calm

and take care of Steven.

- All right?

- All right.

I'll make a run to the highway in the

morning. It's too dangerous in the dark.

You really think someone's out there?

Do you have a gun?

- Yeah.

- What?

All right, I'm gonna get the gun,

you guys check the windows and doors.

OK, good idea.

How we doing?

Uh...

Good. All the doors

and windows are locked.

So what're you planning

on doing with that anyway?

I'll do whatever I have to.

Hell, I'll shoot anyone

who comes close.

- You're drunk, Peter.

- So what?

So I don't want any accidents happening.

All right, fine. But if it comes down

to it, you'd better not hesitate.

How is he?

Out cold.

Let him sleep.

It's the best thing for him now.

Strong pulse.

- You OK?

- No, not really.

He's back, Sarah.

I'm sorry about earlier.

No, you don't have to apologize.

I can't believe he's here.

Neither can I.

And he just turns up

after all this time.

Birth... is pain.

Each nail...

...each new square of flesh...

...wrenches you further from the fleshy

existence you knew before.

Mmm...

What you got there, Em?

Puzzle box.

Where did you get that?

You know where I got it.

You've been in the bag?

Wait a minute. Is that the thing

Nico was playing with in the video?

Yeah, it is. Why do you have it?

You guys never told us you...

that was found in their bags.

It opens. If I could just...

figure it out.

It's an earthquake.

Everyone just stay calm.

Oh, my God!

Dad... what's happening?

- What the...

- What the hell is going on?!

Oh, no.

Ross... why?

It is almost time.

- I'm scared. I don't understand.

- Oh, God. Oh, my God.

What was that?

Oh, my gosh, I'm scared.

Where's Steven?

Oh, where is he?

Steven?!

- Steven!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- Where did he go?

- Hey, hey.

- Calm down.

- But where is he?!

Everything's gonna be fine.

Come on, we'll find him.

OK, I'll go this way.

Steven?

He's here. He's outside.

Why is he just standing there?

Steven?

They're coming.

The ones that creepy bastard...

...that vagrant, called the Cenobites.

What vagrant?

Who are the Cenobites?

He said they could take the pain away.

He said they would

show us something different.

Something better.

Something beyond the limits.

Good times.

You got a better idea?

Yeah, I do.

How about anything?

What if they find our fingerprints?

When do you think

that shithole was last cleaned?

Trust me. Thing's got prints

dating back to the last ice age.

Besides, life's cheap down here.

There's probably something

like 100 killings a week.

She's already just a number.

A statistic.

Whoa, we're not looking

for any new friends, amigo.

Comprende?

It seems to me you could

use a friend right now.

- You think?

- Well...

A rat hole like this...

...a couple of preppies...

...reeking of...

privilege.

Tells me you... need a way out.

- Or a way in.

- Sir, whatever it is you're selling,

no thank you.

What's that?

Experience.

Yeah, well, we've had

enough of that for this trip.

Hold on. Experience?

Oh, it's a form of ultimate arousal.

What, like sex?

No, it's better than that.

It's better than sex.

- Better than sex?

- Sex has limits.

So does killing.

What the f*** is that supposed to mean?

This will take you beyond the limits.

To places you can't

even begin to imagine.

- Sensual pain.

- Hold on.

Pain? What, like bondage and sh*t?

Let me ask you something.

How can we experience ultimate pleasure,

without experiencing ultimate pain?

How can we taste the truly sweet,

without a little bit of the sour?

Wow, man, that's some beautiful poetry,

but if you don't mind,

we're gonna get out of here.

Death is a finality.

There's no beauty in that...

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