Nightbreed Page #3

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- Lori.

- How do you know my name?

Oh, that's a good question.

Here's the answer.

Boone's alive, Lori.

And your death is gonna

bring him out of hiding.

Somebody help me!

I'm not gonna let her die!

You made an oath to obey the law.

I'm not gonna let him butcher her.

No!

B*tch!

- I love her.

- But she's a Natural.

She can't love you, not now.

I don't care!

Boone!

Boone!

Lie still... It's quicker that way.

Decker!

You're here.

Well isn't this where the

dead are supposed to go?

But you're not dead.

You're wrong, Decker.

We're both dead.

Boone.

Don't you get it?

Blades are no better than bullets.

I'm dead. I'm the walking dead.

Are you gonna kill him or not?

Only I want his balls. And his eyes.

Unless, of course, you want them?

I think I'll pass.

Remember me, Doctor?

I was dying when you

had your way with me.

You made me give up my secrets when

I was feeling particularly vulnerable.

Now, is that a nice thing

for a doctor to do?

He's mine!

Pretty sweet.

No!

I wasn't gonna hurt her.

I only wanted to keep her warm.

She's not gonna like

the way you look.

You've put us all in danger

for your love of this woman.

Decker won't tell anyone.

He can still lead our enemies here.

If he does, and Midian is unearthed

you are responsible.

I'll make amends.

Just take the girl, then go on

your way amongst the Naturals.

That is the law.

And who made this law?

Baphomet made Midian.

We've got visitors, boy.

Can I use your phone?

Yeah, uh, don't know if it works.

Broke down, did ya?

You ain't gonna get

nobody to come out here.

- Nobody never comes out here.

- Get me Inspector Joyce.

Dr. Philip Decker.

You been up to Midian?

- Kind of smelt like you had.

- Where exactly is the town of Midian?

There ain't no town, just cemetery.

Joyce? Decker. Listen,

I found out where Boone is.

- Where are the nearest police?

- Shere Neck.

Shere Neck. Yes.

I'll meet you in Shere Neck.

- Who's buried in Midian?

- Dead folk.

Prospectors come from all

over and got buried up there.

- But there's something else.

- Ain't nothin' but dead folk.

Thanks.

Had to happen sooner or later.

They couldn't hide forever.

It's all right, boy. It's all right.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Boone?

What the hell is this?

- It was Boone up there.

- Yes.

But Boone's dead,

I saw him in the morgue.

You still don't understand.

You're below now, with the Nightbreed.

- The last survivors of the great tribes.

- OK, tribes of what?

We're shape shifters. Freaks.

Remains of races that your tribe

have almost driven to extinction.

- So you're not immortal?

- Far from it.

The sun can kill some

of us, like Babette.

Some of us can be shot down.

Others can survive that because

they've gone beyond death.

This is too weird.

To be able to fly? To be smoke?

Or a wolf?

To know the night and

live in it, forever.

That's not so bad.

You call us monsters,

but when you dream

you dream of flying, and changing

and living without death.

You envy us. And what you envy...

We destroy.

Babette? Show her. Show her the past.

We are all that remain.

So you're saying...

You're saying that Boone's like you.

Yes. He's Nightbreed.

No, that's not possible.

I've gotta find him.

- He's beyond your help.

- Where did he go?

Down to the tabernacle. To Baphomet.

- Who's that?

- The baptizer, who made Midian

who called us here and

saved us from our enemies.

- OK, take me there.

- It's forbidden.

We'll see about that.

- I told you everything I know.

- No, no. The monsters.

- Nightbreed?

- Can they die?

What harm they ever done to you?

Can they die!

- Yeah.

- How?

Well, there are all kinds of breed.

All kinds of ways to kill them.

Uh, b-bullets for some,

and f-fire for others.

Why is it that you know

so much about them?

I wanted to be one of them.

Did they kick you out? Is that

why you hate them so much?

I'm not one of them.

I'm here to destroy them.

See, I've cleaned up

a lot of breeders.

Families like cesspools.

Filth making filth, making filth.

And I did it over,

and over, and over again.

But it was all leading me here.

I was born to destroy Boone

and the breed together.

- You're crazy!

- No, I'm death.

Plain and simple.

Say it!

Then don't say it.

- You may go no further.

- Where's Boone?

Boone is with Baphomet.

He is beyond recall.

Just tell me where the tabernacle is.

I'll go get him myself.

OK... I'm gonna go find Boone

and I don't think you're

gonna try and stop me.

Excuse me.

There goes the neighborhood.

Looking for Boone?

Boone?

Boone!

Dammit, Boone.

No one here with that name.

I know you. He's talked about you.

Lori.

Pretty little butterfly. Nice.

You're still a Natural.

- Wanna join the family?

- No!

Sooner or later,

you'll want to live forever.

No!

- OK, Decker, what have you got?

- I found Boone.

Somebody stole the corpse,

brought it down here?

There is no corpse. He's not dead.

He was shot full of bullets.

I saw him.

I saw it too, but he's alive.

He's killed again.

- In Shere Neck?

- No. No, up in Midian.

Gentlemen.

Captain Eigerman.

Inspector Joyce,

Calgary Police Department.

And this is Dr. Decker.

And this is Shere Neck.

Midian is my jurisdiction.

Boone was my prisoner.

We can work together.

No we can't.

I'll bring him in myself.

- But he's not alone anymore.

- I've heard that talk.

It's nuthouse talk.

- What talk?

- Midian.

Something is breeding there.

Underneath the cemetery.

Bullshit.

- You believe that?

- Yes I do.

And if somebody doesn't stop them,

there's gonna be a lot more bloodshed.

I promise.

Hey, you're very light on your feet.

You may not be gorgeous,

but you'll do for me.

Hoppin' about already?

- Just stay away from me.

- Hey, I'm sorry about upstairs

but I do see your pretty face

and I just had to kiss it.

- Hey, you can't go down there!

- Why not?

Isn't this a great place?

Shangri-la on dope.

We love it!

What's that smell?

Not me.

The Berserkers are down there!

Mad bastards...

They'll rip off your head

and sh*t down your neck!

- Did Boone go down there?

- And he won't be coming back.

- He's not dead?

- He's more than that.

If you don't believe me,

just wait until he comes to

sniff a little blood!

That'll bring out the beast in him!

You can't go down there!

You need some beauty sleep.

Hey... Love those tattoos.

Sailors.

Help me.

Get back here!

Come back!

Hey! Shine!

Slaughter! You missed!

- Where's Boone?

- This way.

Boone!

Don't look.

Don't look!

Come on!

Well well, guess he

can't take the heat.

Thank God. Let's go.

I can't go out there. I belong here.

Now listen to me. You belong with me.

That's why you lived.

That's why we both survived.

Because we belong together.

Don't you see they don't need you?

Nobody needs you but me.

I love you. Come on.

There's no answer from the room.

I tried twice.

Huh?

Yeah, the key's still here.

I don't know, I haven't seen them.

Arnie! Hey, Arnie!

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