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Then the killer stuffed her body...

...with other materials

and sewed her back up.

Other materials?

Rosaries. Catholic rosaries.

Lieutenant!

Did you get my message?

I left it with Keating.

Nice girl. Good heart.

Yes! About this body of mine...

Friend of yours.

Well, there I was...

...so awfully dead

in that electric chair.

I didn't like it. Would you?

It's upsetting!

There was still so much killing to do,

and there I was...

...in the void without a body.

But then along came...

...well, you know, my friend.

One of them.

Those others, there. The cruel ones.

The master.

And he thought that

my work should continue.

But, in this body.

In this body in particular, in fact.

Let's call it revenge.

A certain matter of an exorcism...

...in which Karras expelled certain

parties from the body of a child.

Certain parties were not pleased,

to say the least.

To say the very least.

And so my friend, the master...

...devised this pretty little scheme

as a way of getting back...

...of creating a stumbling

block, a scandal...

...a horror to all men who seek faith.

Using the body

of this saintly priest...

...as an instrument of...

Well, you know my work.

But, the main thing...

...is the torment of your friend,

Father Karras...

...as he watches while I rip,

and cut, and mutilate the innocent!

His friends! And again! And again!

And on and on!

He is inside with us!

He will never get away!

His pain won't end!

Gracious me. Was I raving?

Please forgive me.

I'm mad.

Let's see...

...where was I?

Oh, yes! The master.

He was kind, you see.

He brought me to our

mutual acquaintance, Father Karras.

Not too well at the time.

I'm afraid he...

...was passing on in the dying mode,

as we say.

So...

...as Karras was about to slip out

of his body...

Is this true?

The master was slipping me in.

There was some confusion when

the medics said that Karras was dead.

He was dead, technically speaking.

His time was up.

He wanted out. But I was in.

A little traumatized, true.

After all, his brain was jelly.

Lack of oxygen and that sort of thing.

You understand?

It took a maximum effort...

...that at last got me out

of that cheap little coffin!

Vow of poverty, disgusting.

Never mind.

Toward the end, a little slapstick...

...and comic relief

when old Brother Fain...

...who was tending the body,

saw me climbing from the coffin.

It's the smiles that keep us going.

The giggles and bits of good cheer.

But then, after that, it was all

blue Mondays for a while, I'm afraid.

So much damage to Karras' brain cells.

So many lost.

It's not enough, you see,

to be a spirit.

There's no magic.

In this artificial box

you call a world...

...we can't touch,

except through bodies.

We must operate through neurologic

systems, brains that function...

...and your friend's

was nearly past resurrection.

It was quite an effort to regenerate

his puny little brain cells.

It took me 15 years!

So many years.

Now I'm just a traveling man.

One who moves.

I have dreams of a rose.

And falling down a long flight

of stairs.

I don't believe you're

the Gemini Killer.

You are issuing a clear invitation

to the dance.

- What does that mean?

- Never mind.

Incidentally, don't blame me

for that idiot Temple.

That was a suicide.

The man was a lunatic weakling.

Still, he helped me.

Are there services?

I would like to attend.

- Temple helped you?

- Of course! He brought you to me.

I told him if he failed

to convince you to come to me...

...that he would suffer

in unspeakable ways.

"Pain that cannot

be imagined," I said.

Poor superstitious fool, he believed

me. But he couldn't take the pressure.

- What pressure?

- The pressure of inimitable me.

Some other tasks I said I had

in mind for him.

Things. Little things.

Did Temple get you out of this cell?

Who gets you out?

Just friends.

Old friends.

Tell the press...

...that I am the Gemini, lieutenant.

Final warning.

- Incidentally, I can help.

- Help what?

Your unbelief.

I'm tired.

I am so tired.

Bill, help me.

- Damien?

- No!

Little Jack Horner.

Child's play, lieutenant.

Father Morning, please.

Jim, I can't read this.

Korner. K-O-R-N-E-R.

I'll call again.

See you later, alligator.

Sweetheart, let's go back to your room.

Take your time.

That's it.

Take it easy.

- How do you get out of here?

- Old friends.

Old friends.

I'm a traveling man. One who moves.

Old friends. One who moves.

One who moves...

I didn't hear it.

Say it again, will you?

- Hit the light!

- Mommy!

God almighty! What are you doing?

Are you crazy?

What is the matter with you?!

- I want my mommy.

- Just toys.

Is that a crime?!

- He's after someone. Who?

- You treat your own family like this?!

Aren't you leaving?! Please leave!

I cannot wait for you to leave!

You are issuing a clear invitation

to the dance.

- To the dance. To the dance...

- Julie.

Bill. Hi, honey. Where..?

Okay, sweetheart.

That was Bill. A nurse is coming over

with a package.

Danny, get in the car!

Roll it! Move it! Go!

Go around!

Ram it if you have to!

Back up, you son of a..! Get out!

That must be the nurse.

Go around the back!

- Hi, Dad. Mother, Daddy's home.

- What's this?

Billy, what's going on?

- I'm crazy. That's the explanation.

- You're honest.

- From the beginning.

- It's fine.

No, it isn't. What's this nurse thing?

- What nurse?

- I'm so tired.

- Julie!

- Dad, I'm talking.

- Sorry, I missed that.

- Bill...

...what kind of nurse is this? I open

the door for the woman, she faints.

And then when she wakes up, she says,

"When is it bedtime?"

Please help me.

Is it bedtime?

So is she staying for dinner?

It's okay.

Catatonics are so easy to possess.

I've been waiting for you, lieutenant.

I wanted you to see this.

Julie!

Daddy!

Oh, my God! Grandma!

What's this?

Morning!

You again.

You've interrupted me.

Have you come to save God's servant?

Well, I must save mine.

My son, the Gemini.

He has work to do. Much more.

But come in, Father Morning.

Enter, night.

This time you're going to lose.

In the name of the Father,

and of the Son...

...and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen!

"Save your servant who trusts

in you, my God.

Let him find in you, Lord, a fortified

tower in the face of the enemy."

"Our Father, who art in heaven...

...hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

- Thy will be done..."

- I see, we are praying now.

Bright prayers. Do you think

they will save you now, as before?

Well, I can pray too.

You feel my little orisons creeping

up your spine?

The sweaty murmurs of my rosary beads.

The human hearts I've taken into hell.

"I cast you out, unclean spirit!

Along with every satanic power

of the enemy! Every specter from hell.

In the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ.

It is he who commands you.

He who stilled the sea and the storm.

He who flung you from heaven to

the depths of hell! You robber of life.

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