Pumpkinhead II: Blood Wings Page #2
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- Year:
- 1993
- 88 min
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Look, shes just some crazy lady
that lives in Ferren Hollow, all right?
Some folks say shes a witch.
Jesus! Look at my f***ing car!
This doesnt make any sense.
Where the hell did she go?
Who cares?
She walked away, shes fine.
Wait a second.
We dont know that, man.
- Does anybody know where she lives?
- Look, Jen--
No, you look!
A hit-and-run is serious sh*t.
Now, where does
she live, Danny?
I know.
All right! All right!
- Come on.
- Come on!
Check it out.
Sh*t. What the f*** is this?
Pet Cemetery?
- Ow!
- Be careful.
God, it looks like
somethings buried out here.
- This is a lot of fun.
- The cabins this way.
- Lets go!
- Guys? Guys?
I havent been here since I was a kid.
- Just be careful.
- Yeah, watch it.
Damn.
This place looks
like a garbage dump.
Its a cabin, stupid!
Come on up.
Guys, this is kinda weird.
Can we go home?
- Would you shut up, Paulie?
- Hello?
Hello?
Miss Osie?
Hey, witchie, you got visitors.
Look at all this stuff.
Guys, lets go.
Shes not here so we can leave.
Its still warm.
Sure. In case she needs it
to cook up her sacrifices.
Young girls burn best.
You guys, cut it out.
This shits gross.
Hey, guys, check it out.
What is it?
I dont know.
Ask Marcie. She knows
all about this witch sh*t.
Dont ask me.
This stuff is
way beyond Ouija boards.
Doesnt this look like
that grave I tripped over?
Yeah. Yeah, it does.
This looks like a page
from the Book of Shadows.
What?
Its like a spell book.
Let me see that.
Wait.
Guys, this is a spell
to bring back the dead.
Is that blood?
Supposedly blood of the damned.
Thats disgusting.
This is great.
Weve got a spell
to bring back the dead.
- We got some cursed blood.
- What are you talking about?
What lm talking about
is some real danger, man.
Some real excitement.
Whatever that old witch
has got buried out there,
she wants to bring back to life.
Lets help her out.
Yeah, Paulie.
You guys, this is serious sh*t.
Danny, I wouldnt f***
with it if I were you.
Neither would l. Lets go.
What do you think, Jenny?
You game?
Look, we came here
to check on the old woman.
A little danger
never hurt anyone, right?
Look, we knocked
when we first came in.
Leave here.
Now.
I think shes blind.
These eyes can see
more than you know, boy.
We were just worried
that you might be hurt.
You know, the accident.
We didnt see you.
Were really sorry.
Lets go. Come on.
Leave it here.
Its very dangerous, boy.
Dont walk with it.
What?
You dont know the evil
you are conjuring, boy.
Give it to me!
Give it to me!
- Lets get out of here.
- Come on! Lets go!
Come on, guys!
You...will...die.
You...all...will...die.
Miss Osie curses
every one of you
to the vengeance of Pumpkinhead.
- Come on.
- Damn.
- This is getting out of hand.
- Can we just go home?
- Lets go home.
- Youre the one who wanted to stay.
Dont be a wimp, Paulie.
Here it is.
Lets do this.
Danny, are you sure?
Theres no turning back, now.
Pay dirt.
Hey, help me down.
Come on.
Okay.
Take this right here.
Here we go, man.
What the f*** is that?
It smells.
Oh, Danny, this is really sick.
Pour the blood, Marcie.
- lm pouring the blood.
- lll read the words.
Death by anger
seared with pain.
Look, I dont need thrills
this badly, guys.
Im out of here.
Soul who wanders
what is thy name?"
Entreat thy lord from far below.
Breathe life anew...
... into thy soul.
Shut up!
Oh! Help me!
- Help! Help!
- Guys!
This sh*t looks like its a dud.
Thank God. Im out of here.
Looks like old witchie
wasnt a witch after all.
Fire! Guys!
Guys, the old ladys
house is on fire!
Shes still in there!
- Guys, here!
- Oh, my God.
- Howd this thing start?
- Wheres the old witch?
She probably already got out.
Lets get out of here.
- No!
- We gotta get out of here!
We gotta go now!
Lets go!
You guys, we cant go!
Come on! Go!
- Close the road off next to the mill, okay?
- Right.
Sheriff.
Hey, Marie.
Hows the old woman?
Doesnt look good. Weve got her at the
local clinic and its just a matter of time.
Fires like this--
accidents happen.
Maybe it wasnt an accident.
This is an outside windowsill.
These marks are all over the place.
From the looks of them, something
was trying to claw its way in.
Im just not sure whether it was trying
to help her or to kill her.
- Take it to the lab and give it to Delilah.
- Sure.
- Thanks, Marie.
- You got it.
Look, lm sorry, Jenny.
We were just havin some fun.
Danny, shes in the hospital.
You saw that fire.
Theres nothing we could have done.
Lets just drop it, all right?
- But, Danny--
- But, what?
That old woman--
Hey, look!
Everybodys gonna
keep their mouth shut.
And nobodys gonna get wise.
You got it?
Just chill, all right?
- Whatever.
- Sh*t.
It must have been an accident.
You didnt say anything
to your old man, did you?
No.
You know ld never
hurt anyone, dont you?
Whats with the gun, Ernst?
Free country, aint it?
I come here to get my money back
for this here huntin license.
Is there a problem?
Aint nothin no law can handle.
Cause now that
you aint gonna get me
in that hollow.
Im afraid I dont follow you.
Them damned kids dont know
what they done messed with.
But when they messed
with old Miss Osie,
they done messed
with Satan hisself.
There were kids up there?
I was out walkin in the woods.
I seen this red car-- a convertible.
Fast kids rumblin by.
You gonna give me
my money back or not?
Yeah.
I dont want any
unhappy hunters out there.
I aint no hunter no more.
Im the hunted.
Cause its back.
And aint none of us safe
till he gets what he come for.
Wait, wait, wait.
Just what are you talkin about?
Why dont you ask
the judge or the mayor?
They the smart ones.
Im just a dumb old farmer, right?
Oh, sh*t.
Afternoon, Sheriff Braddock.
Nice car.
Thanks. Judge is inside.
You can go ahead on in.
Actually I dropped by
to talk to you.
- Really?
- Yeah.
You probably heard about
that fire last night?
Yeah.
I sure am sorry to hear about that old woman.
She gonna pull through?
Well just have to wait and see.
You dont know anybody who
might have been up there, do you?
I sure dont, Sheriff.
Some dent.
Howd it happen?
I hit a dog.
Aha.
Big dog.
Problem here, Sean?
- Hey.
- I was just tellin Sheriff Braddock here
how I was home all night studyin.
You know, last night.
Yes.
Studying.
Yes, the boys quite a student.
I bet he is.
Sharp car, too.
Not another one
like it within 50 miles.
Somehow I figured that.
- Judge.
- Sheriff.
You be sure and tell Jenny
I said hi, Sheriff.
You been up to somethin
you shouldnt have?
Hes just pissed off
cause lm seein his daughter.
Youre already on probation, boy.
I had a hell of a time
arrangin that.
You screw up one more time,
I cant cover for you!
Hey, dont worry
about covering for me.
I can take care of myself.
Hey!
Oh, no.
It is happening again.
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