Innocent Blood Page #3

STEP ASIDE.

COMING THROUGH.

ALL THE WAY BACK.

RIGHT THERE.

THAT'S GOOD.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...

YOU CANNOT RUSH:

AN AUTOPSY.

AS SOON ASWEKNOW,

YOU'LLKNOW.

MACELLI?

MACELLI'S ALIVE!

OH.

[BELL RINGS]

DAMN IT!

[CRASH]

OH!

AAH!

AAH!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[HORN HONKS]

[HORN HONKS]

THAT'S MY CAR.

Man:

PETRELLI WITH YOU?

[SIREN]

WILL YOU GET THIS CAR

OUT OF THE WAY?

F***!

MOVE IT!

WHAT'S THE RUSH?

MACELLI'S CAR SMASHED INTO

A GAS STATION IN SHADYSIDE.

WHAT WAS THE MEAT WAGON

DOING UP THERE?

MACELLI WAS DRIVING.

OH!

UH!

AAH!

UGH!

STOP!

I SAID...

OOH!

STOP THE F***ING CAR!

AAH!

AH!

HOW THE HELL:

DO I GET TO SHADYSIDE?

MANNY...

[GLASS BREAKING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

TURN OFF:

THE F***ING LIGHTS!

[MUTTERING]

...FIND SOMETHING

THAT APPEALS, GOD DAMN IT.

SON OF A B*TCH!

I'M F***ING DYING HERE.

SALLIE, MAYBE YOU

OUGHT TO SIT DOWN.

NO, NO. I'M

NOT SITTING DOWN.

I AIN'T LYING DOWN.

LAST TIME I LAID DOWN,

A F***ER TELLS ME I'M DEAD!

SOME PRICK STUCK

A THERMOMETER IN MY KIDNEY.

IT MUST HAVE HEALED.

IT'S OK, SAL.

IT'S OK.

LET ME GET YOU:

THAT DRINK.

HEY...YOU SMELL.

OH, I'M SORRY.

I'M SORRY.

YOU SMELL GOOD.

SALLIE!

WE GOT TO TALK.

EVERYBODY THINKS

YOU'RE DEAD--

THE COPS, THE PRESS.

THAT'S RIGHT.

IT'S A F***ING PLOT.

YEAH!

SOMEBODY TRIED:

TO WHACK ME--

THE GAMBINOS,

THE FEDS.

THEY LAID ME OU IN THE MORGUE.

THEY TRIED TO:

SAW ME IN HALF.

YOU GOT TO CALL:

A PRESS CONFERENCE!

YOU GOT TO SUE:

THOSE COCKSUCKERS.

[SNIFFING]

HUH...

[SNIFFING]

SALLIE?

[SNIFFING]

I WAS WARMING THIS

FOR YOU.

SALLIE!

SALLIE, WHA THE HELL HAPPENED?

CRAZY B*TCH.

SHE F***ING BIT ME.

WE GOT TO GET YOU

A DOCTOR.

MMM!

NO, I'M FINE.

I JUST GO THIS APPETITE.

MMM.

I'LL CALL A COUPLE

OF THE BOYS.

GRRR!

GRRR!

[HORN HONKS]

YOU ARE:

IN DEEP SH*T, LADY,

REALLY DEEP SH*T.

YOU'RE THE ONE THA BLEW TONY SILVA'S HEAD OFF

AND TOOK MACELLI OUT.

I'D APPRECIATE I IF YOU WOULD DRIVE.

WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?

SELF-EMPLOYED.

YOU DO THIS FOR FUN?

FOR SPORT?

YOU DO THIS:

FOR THE BLOOD?

YOU'RE A COP.

WHERE'S YOUR COP RADIO?

THIS ISN' MY COP CAR.

I WISH YOU HADN' JUMPED ON IT.

SORRY.

MACELLI'S NOT DEAD,

IS HE?

WHY ARE YOU:

AFTER HIM?

TO KILL HIM?

WHY DIDN'T YOU MAKE

SURE HE WAS DEAD

THE FIRST TIME:

YOU KILLED HIM?

[DISTORTED VOICE]

I F***ED UP, O.K.?

DON'T TELL ME

IT NEVER HAPPENED TO YOU.

WHAT IN HELL ARE YOU?

I'LL FIND OU WHERE MACELLI IS.

JESUS, JOE!

MACELLI'S HERE?

HE'S ALIVE?

SHOULD I:

CUFF HIM?

CUFF HER, FOR CHRIST'S SAKES,

BUT BE CAREFUL.

SHE'S FAST,

AND SHE'S STRONG.

SHE'S THE ONE

WHO GOT MACELLI.

SHE'S A GODDAMN FREAK.

SHE CHOMPED MACELLI

IN THE NECK:

AND DRAINED HIS BLOOD.

SHE BLEW TONY'S HEAD OFF

TO MAKE SURE HE STAYED DEAD.

LOOK, GUYS, I'M AWARE

OF HOW THIS SOUNDS.

FLINTON,

BE CAREFUL. GET OUT!

WHERE'D YOU FIND HER?

AT THE CHURCH:

OUTSIDE MACELLI'S.

SHE CAN CLIMB--

JOE, SHUT UP AND

LISTEN TO YOURSELF.

YOU GOT SUCH A HARD-ON

FOR MACELLI,

YOU FIGURE:

WHOEVER ICED HIM

HAD TO BE SOME BLOOD-

SUCKING SUPERBITCH.

I KNOW THIS WHOLE THING

IS CRAZY.

HOW DID MACELLI:

DRIVE THE CAR?

AS FAR AS:

I'M CONCERNED,

THE MEDICAL EXAMINER'S

A MORON,

AND MACELLI IS ONE

DEAD SON OF A B*TCH.

WHAT HAPPENED:

TO YOUR CAR?

SHE, UH...

SHE JUMPED ON IT.

HA HA! GOD.

PUT HIM:

IN THE CAR, DAVE.

OH, MAN.

YOU'LL HELP ME NOW?

YEAH, YEAH.

SHE'S GOT HIM

EATING OUT OF HER CLAW.

YOU STAY PUT,

OR THE CUFFS GO ON.

I MEAN IT.

CALLING ME A KILLER?

THE WHOLE TIME,

HE'SDRIVING

LIKE A MANIAC!

I MEAN,

LOOK AT THIS CAR!

THIS IS UNIT 5-3.

I NEED A HOME ADDRESS

IN SHADYSIDE:

FOR A MR. EMMANUEL BERGMAN.

HE'S AN ATTORNEY.

THIS GUY IS A COP?

WELL,

HE'S BEEN SUFFERING

FROM JOB-RELATED

STRESS LATELY.

IT'S ABOU 7 BLOCKS UP.

THANKS.

SIR, COULD YOU LET ME

POWDER MY NOSE?

OH, YEAH. SURE!

ABSOLUTELY.

GO AHEAD.

I AM DRACULA.

OH...

IT'S REALLY

GOOD TO SEE YOU.

I DON'T KNOW

WHAT HAPPENED:

TO THE DRIVER:

AND MY LUGGAGE:

AND...

WELL...

AND WITH ALL THIS,

I...

I THOUGHT I WAS:

IN THE WRONG PLACE.

I BID YOU WELCOME.

[WOLVES BAYING]

LISTEN TO THEM.

CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT.

WHAT MUSIC THEY MAKE!

I SWEAR ON MY MOTHER,

HE WAS DEAD,

AND THIS AIN' NO IMPROVEMENT.

Dracula:
A SPIDER

SPINNING HIS WEB

FOR THE UNWARY FLY.

BLOOD IS THE LIGHT,

MR. RENFIELD.

[SNIFFING]

GENNARO.

WHAT ABOU GENNARO, SAL?

HE'S HERE.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,

SAL?

THEY PROBABLY:

STASHED THAT PRICK

IN AN UNDERGROUND

BUNKER SOMEWHERE.

Dracula:

YOU'LL LIKE IT.

Renfield:

AREN'T YOU DRINKING?

Dracula:

I NEVER DRINK...

WINE.

HEY, SAL,

WAIT A MINUTE.

NO, SALLIE!

DON'T, SALLIE!

NO, SALLIE!

NO, SALLIE, DON'T!

THE BOYS WILL:

CHECK IT OUT!

JESUS CHRIST!

EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?

STEVIE, UH...

GENNARO SPLIT.

F***!

I DON'T NEED THIS.

MMM.

SAL! SAL!

SAL! OH, MY GOD!

DON'T, SAL!

DON'T KILL HIM HERE!

BOYS, BOYS, HELP!

HELP!

SAL, LISTEN TO ME.

YOU'RE LOSING IT.

DON'T MURDER A COP

ON MY LAWN! SAL!

FORGIVE ME, SAL.

YOU'VE GOT TO GE AHOLD OF YOURSELF.

COME ON.

COME INSIDE.

PLEASE.

CAN YOU BELIEVE:

THIS COCKSUCKER?

SHOW UP HERE, HUH?

WHERE'S THE GUN?

OH, HE'S GOT CUFFS!

LET'S CUFF HIM.

YOU SEE, SAL?

NOW THAT YOU'RE INSIDE,

YOU'RE IN

AN EXCELLENT SITUATION.

NO BLOOD.

EVEN IF THE COPS CAME

WITH A SEARCH WARRAN TO TALK TO MACELLI,

I'D TELL THEM TO GE A OUIJA BOARD

BECAUSE HE'S DEAD.

THERE'S NOTHING IN

THE F***ING CONSTITUTION

CLEARER THAN FREEDOM FROM

UNREASONABLE SEARCHES,

AND THIS ISN'T UNREASONABLE,

IT'S DEMENTED.

THE GOVERNMENT CAN' PRONOUNCE A MAN DEAD

THEN INVADE HIS HOME

LOOKING FOR HIM.

YOU REALLY:

WHACKED ME,

BUT THERE AIN' NO BLOOD.

WHAT A GUY, MANNY.

HEY, SALLIE!

MANNY, I...

I NEED YOU.

SAL, COME ON!

YOU ALWAYS DO FOR ME.

DO FOR ME, MANNY.

IT'S O.K.

IT'LL BE O.K.

[DISTORTED VOICE]

DO THIS!

AAH!

AAH...

Woman in movie:
THE WALLS

AROUND ARE BARE,

ECHOING TO OUR LAUGHTER,

AS THOUGH THE DEAD

WERE THERE.

Man:
HA HA!

NICE LITTLE SENTIMENT!

BUT THERE'S MORE,

EVEN NICER.

QUAFF A CUP TO:

THE DEAD ALREADY.

AH-CHOO!

OH, NEVER MIND

THE REST, DEAR!

THAT SON OF A B*TCH

IS HEAVY!

Dracula:

TO DIE, BE REALLY DEAD...

THAT MUS BE GLORIOUS.

Woman:

WHY, COUNT DRACULA!

THERE ARE FAR:

WORSE THINGS...

AWAITING MAN...

THAN DEATH.

MANNY?

MANNY?

AAH!

OUT LIGHT!

YOU KILLED HIM.

NAH!

HA!

RESTING.

HE'S DEAD.

THEY SAID I WAS DEAD.

I ASK YOU--AM I DEAD?

[GASPS]

I GOT THIS TINGLE.

THERE'S SOMETHING

YOU CAN DO FOR ME.

AAH!

THIS SHIRT IS DISGUSTING.

THIS FAT BASTARD.

COME ON!

WHAT'S HE GOT,

LEAD IN HIS ASS?

1...2...

3!

UGH!

PLEASE! HELP ME!

GOD! GOD, PLEASE HELP ME!

MY MANNY!

MANNY, MANNY, MANNY!

LENNY!

LENNY, LOOK!

PLEASE HELP ME!

PLEASE! HELP ME! HELP ME!

HELP ME!

OH, HERE'S SAL!

SAL!

COME ON!

HURRY THE F*** UP.

OH, GOD, SOMEBODY HELP ME!

WHY DON'T YOU HELP ME?

HELP ME!

STOP! PLEASE STOP!

OH!

PLEASE STOP THE CAR!

HELP ME!

HE KILLED MY MANNY.

HE ATE MY MANNY!

HE WHA--HE--HE...

HE KILLED MY MANNY!

HE ATE MANNY!

Radio:
STEVE, WHAT'S

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