Let Us Prey Page #3

often you're right, but...

you're wrong again.

Mr. Beswick must try harder!

I stand there every day

humiliating myself for you,

and you did not even have

the courtesy to show up.

Have it your way.

Sierra One to dispatch, over.

Sierra One to dispatch, over.

Go ahead.

It's Warnock.

We're at the Hume residence.

Lights are off, nobody's home,

but the front door's open.

Okay, so break in?

We're entering.

Going to check it once.

Okay, well, thanks for

keeping me informed.

Well we all know what a stickler

you are for protocol, you know.

- What's that?

- You okay? What's what?

Sh*t, man! Help!

Holy Sh*t! Go ... go back!

Come on! Please, please,

please help! Come on, please!

F***!

- What the hell is going on?

- Hell damn's sake man, look at him!

Jesus Christ!

No, no, no, don't open it, he's faking...

Caesar, shut up!

No, no! F***!

I swear, he's trying to kill me!

F***.

Let me out!

Hello? Mrs. Hume?

- It's the police.

- Dispatch, over.

- There's no answer.

- Leave the f***ing channel open.

I don't like this.

This is f***ing weird.

Hello?

Hello? Anyone home?

I can help him.

Oh, what... ?

Can you smell that?

Oh my God!

Do you really want to be

responsible for a man's death?

If he's still alive, I can save him,

but you need to let me out.

You behave, or I will break you.

F***! Jesus f***ing Christ!

What the f***ing... ?

I know!

I saw who you are.

There's one every last ...

I assume he means troublemaker.

You can't leave him there. You can't.

You can not leave him there!

This is Sergeant Jim MacReady,

please leave a message after...

F***!

We're not.

Get his legs!

Who is he? Can you tell me, eh?

How does he know?

Who did you tell?

Some boyfriend, eh? Come

looking for you, is that it?

You little slut!

Who is he?

Who is he?

It's going to be a long, dark night.

And you have a soul, Caesar.

Sierra One to dispatch.

Sierra One to dispatch, over.

Oh for f*** sake, where is she?

- Alright, I'm here.

- Rachel, thank Christ!

Look, you need to call this in.

It's Hume. He's gone f***ing toronto.

- How do you mean, toronto?

- As in everybody's dead!

Butchered his whole family.

Mrs. Hume, she was cut wide open!

Christ!

Look what he's done to the kids!

Are you sure you want to do this?

Because I'm a very bad man.

Oh no.

I've seen bad, and

you don't scare me one bit.

Good!

Well then, the doctor will see you now.

I told you,

to behave!

Hey! One guy is up there dead,

another comes back limping and bleeding.

- What the f***?

- Doktor Hume here tried to escape.

Amongst other things.

I don't expect you to understand.

You won't be disappointed.

Enjoying your work, officer?

You know, you're not half as

charming as you think you are.

And you're not half as convincing.

Go to hell!

Why bother?

All the devils are here.

He says we're all here for a reason.

Things we've done.

The bills we have to pay.

What have you done, Rachel?

I survived.

You've evolved.

- He did what?

- All of them, aparently.

I just managed to get

him back into his cell.

- Oh, booie for you.

- Yes, but, the way he's acting...

and.. Beswick, sir. I...

that guy in cell six, I don't know...

Don't you worry, Constable.

I'll be with you very soon.

The dark of the last night

does not fall. It rises up.

It is only you who falls.

Do... no harm.

Each physician takes the oath.

Patients die every single day by accident.

Oh please, shut the f*** up!

You people all loop the

loop, do you know that?

Shouldn't even be here.

So why are you here?

The midnight hour approaches,

Caesar, but there is still time.

Your cracked, man. You're crazy.

I'm giving you a chance here, Caesar.

Not many people get one.

- Yeah, for what?

- To remember.

F***, sh*t!

F***!

Oh man, you f***ing coward!

She's still alive. You might even save her,

if you have the balls.

But then I'd be in worse trouble.

You couldn't be in worse trouble.

- Where is he?

- What are you guys doing here?

Why aren't you at the scene?

I had to get him away from there. He

has kids of his own, for Christ's sake!

What the f*** happened?

It's Beswick.

He did that to himself, believe it or not.

Suicide?

Well let's hope so.

The doctor helped me carry

him up and, all this has been

just trying to get him back down.

Well why didn't you leave him

in his f***ing cage then?

- Has he said anything?

- Nothing helpful, no.

- We'll see about that.

- Mundie, wait!

There's more going on than this.

The guy in cell six...

He's going to f***ing get it.

- There's something I need to tell you!

- Shut up, Caesar!

And you!

On your feet!

You and I are gonna have words.

Picking up from where she left off?

She hasn't even warmed you up.

How is this going to help, Mundie?

We're not in the salvation game here,

Rachel, just the retribution ...

Please spare me the f***ing pearls!

Rough night, huh?

It's like a slaughterhouse.

General practice began to seem futile.

I'm gonna need more than that.

I found a higher calling.

I deal with drunks, you know?

Domestics.

Traffic accidents.

But that?

I've never seen anything like that before.

You have sawed the top

of your son's head off.

I've got a boy the same age.

A son.

The same class in school.

Yeah.

But what can you do?

It's absurd.

Civilization as advanced as mankind,

preoccupied with...

the insignificant matter

of inevitable death.

With a monster like that

I know exactly what I would do.

That's very Christian of you.

As a man of science, I...

I thought I could find the solution.

The key to immortality.

If I can locate the human soul,

catch it,

preserve it,

like a butterfly.

You f***ing ...

Hey, you f***ing sorry now, Mulvey, eh?

I can't hear you.

Mulvey, you f***ing sorry?

Take your f***ing hands off of me!

I'm so f***ing sorry!

I know just where you're coming from.

Stay down, Heggie!

Do it.

Do it!

Jesus Christ!

I'm not sorry.

You shoulden't be.

We just have to work out your story.

Our story?

The truth isn't going to do

anyone any good, is it?

Your boyfriend just killed a man.

Where I come from, that's a crime.

He killed a murderer!

- Where I come from, that's justice.

- And let's not forget,

he already had quite a few injuries.

Injuries sustained in a

fight he had with you.

I restrained him.

Maybe. Maybe not.

I think that guy

downstairs was right.

I think she got into this job

for more than just a sense of civic pride.

When after what you went through as a

kid and didn't even tell your parents about

how f***ed up are you?

And then confronted by a piece

of f***ing sh*t like Hume.

It's no wonder she snapped.

The little girl that came

back, and then lost it.

To all out honor him.

You've already got one

cold corpse out there,

Who says that your not

working on a whole stack?

Yes, we don't know you. You've been

on the job what? Five hours?

But one thing we do know is,

we take care of our own.

Either you learn the fast or...

You're f***ed.

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