Howling II: ... Your Sister Is a Werewolf

For it is written:

'The inhabitants of the earth

have been made drunk with her blood.'

'And l saw her sit upon the hairy beast.'

'And she held forth a golden chalice...'

'full of the filthiness of her fornications.'

'And upon her forehead was written:'

'Behold! l am the great mother of harlots...'

'and all abominations of the earth.'

'O my God, l trust in thee.'

'Let me not be ashamed.'

'Let not mine enemies triumph over me.'

The death of anyone is a sad occasion.

But the senseless killing

of Karen Marie White...

a young woman murdered

in the prime of her life...

leaves us all with a feeling of anger

and hopelessness.

lt is small consolation

for her family and friends.

But unfortunately it is a sign...

of the terrible times we live in...

that the anonymous violence

characterizing our cities...

can claim the life of a human being...

for no reason at all.

Nothing we can say or do

can bring Karen back.

But her death might serve some purpose...

if it causes us to reflect upon

our own lives...

reaffirm our belief in the power of love...

and rid our hearts...

of all thoughts of hate.

- Amen.

- Amen.

l just phoned the station.

The police leaked a story that

six bodies were found mauled and killed...

- by either wild dogs or coyotes.

- Coyotes?

The coroner said that

the marks found on the bodies...

were made by canine teeth.

l want you to cover the story.

Meet your film crew

out at the Hollywood Reservoir.

Your sister's alive.

Are you sick, buddy? My sister's dead.

lt is her immortal soul

which is in very grave danger.

l just buried my sister.

Please leave me alone.

Let me give you my card.

Call me, please.

Why don't you just get the hell out of here?

Excuse me.

- Who is that man?

- l don't know.

- May l see that card?

- Sure, Jenny.

'Stefan Crosscoe, occult investigator.'

lt's Stefan.

Let's go.

Mr. Crosscoe.

- Miss Templeton.

- How do you know my name?

l've seen you on television.

What do you know

about the death of Karen White?

l know that she is a werewolf.

Mr. Crosscoe.

Jenny, what did he say?

- He said your sister is a werewolf.

- Bullshit.

Couple of drinks

for me and my friends here.

- Buy you another drink?

- No, thanks.

Hey, what's with you, man?

Can't you see she's a lady?

She don't want to drink with no riffraff.

So ask her if she fucks them?

l never thought you'd ask.

- Party time.

- Party time!

- So where are we going?

- Follow me.

Fresh meat.

You guys go play hide-and-seek.

We're just going to start without you.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

So you want to play, huh?

We like to play, too, don't we, Deacon?

Yeah. Rough play.

What the f***'s going on?

You shouldn't have done that.

You made Deacon mad.

And he gets real nasty when he's mad.

Party time.

Spread out.

l know you're there, my little beauty.

And l've got something for you.

Get that b*tch.

l think she's over there.

Treating me like l'm some sort of freak.

What the f*** is happening?

Let's get out of here.

Help me!

Help!

Why do you want to see

this crackpot, anyway?

Because l think Stefan knows something,

and l want to find out.

Besides, there might be

an incredible story here.

Look, Ben...

there are a couple of things l know

about your sister that you don't know.

We worked together. Why don't you go back

to your sheriff's office in Montana...

and do your job,

and let me get on with mine?

Don't worry about me.

Some of us country boys know...

that when the varmints start

knocking off the chickens...

we start knocking off the varmints.

Please sit down.

l'm very grateful to you both

for coming here.

We don't have very much time,

so l will get to the point immediately.

This type of bullet killed your sister.

Unfortunately, they were removed

during the autopsy...

and as a result, she can never rest in peace.

You notice anything about them?

- They're silver.

- Yes.

- Do you know what that means?

- No, what?

This type of bullet, Mr. White...

means your sister is a werewolf.

You better call the guys

with the butterfly net.

Even now, there are great numbers

of werewolves living secretly among us.

Your sister was working on a story

about one such group...

and was transformed.

- Come on!

- Which is why she had herself killed.

Are you telling me

my sister arranged her own murder?

Yes. To avoid the inevitable result.

- Come on, Jenny, let's get out of here.

- One moment, please.

l'll prove it to you.

This is a videotape

of Karen White's last news broadcast.

That tape disappeared

after Karen was killed.

No one ever saw it.

- May we see it now?

- Of course.

That's why l asked you to come here.

Karen!

Call an ambulance!

lt's a fake. That's not my sister.

Ben, it isn't a fake.

l recognize those people.

Do you recognize her?

Yes.

- l saw her at Karen's funeral.

- lndeed you did.

Werewolves will never allow

one of their kind...

to remain in consecrated ground.

That woman is a werewolf?

Her name is Mariana.

She is one of the most vicious

and one of the most dangerous kind...

because she is immune.

Silver bullets are useless

against such creatures. Quite useless.

Only titanium will kill them.

Tonight l will return to Karen's grave

for her body.

But l will protect her...

and l will prevent this blasphemy.

- How?

- With this.

- How can you listen to this bull?

- lt's all true, Mr. White.

These creatures, they have a leader.

A woman called Stirba.

At the next full moon, it'll be

the 10th millennium of Stirba's birth.

At midnight on that day,

all werewolves will reveal themselves. All.

Transformations have already begun.

The process of evolution...

is reversed.

There are many stages

before man becomes a beast.

Before that happens,

Stirba must be destroyed and l will do it.

Come on.

Miss Templeton, take those bullets.

- And God be with you.

- Thank you.

Mr. Crosscoe.

Oh, that tape.

Ben, l'm so sorry about your sister.

Would you like to come in for a drink?

l believe him, you know.

Come on, Jenny.

Aside from all that mumbo-jumbo about

what's-her-name...

- Stirba.

- Right.

Do you think Stefan's going

to the cemetery tonight to set traps?

Running around with a net

to catch werewolves?

You forgot about the stake.

What's he going to do with that, again?

Drive a stake through a werewolf's heart.

He meant Karen, didn't he?

The son of a b*tch

was talking about my sister.

About sticking a stake in my dead sister.

l'm going to kill the son of a b*tch.

Ben, where are you going?

Jesus Christ! The bullets.

Ben, wait a second!

Wait for me!

- Who did that?

- l don't know.

Take this.

You wanted a story? Let's go find it.

- Are you sure this is the way to the crypt?

- Yeah.

Hear my prayer, O Lord...

and let my cry come unto thee.

ln the name of the Father,

and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.

Hear my prayer, O Lord...

and let my cry come unto thee.

Protect us, O mighty God...

from the evil of man

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