Pumpkinhead II: Blood Wings Page #4

Ill take care of everything, okay?

Dont worry about it.

You all right?

- Oh, sh*t.

- I gotta go.

All right, but were all getting

together tomorrow at my place.

Okay.

Be there.

We saw you talking to Jenny.

What are you guys talking about?

No, let me guess.

She wants to rat us out, right?

Youre out of line, Pete.

Tell him, Marcie.

Lindstrom sent me down

to the principals office today.

There were some files

on his desk.

One of them was Jennys.

Some real interesting stuff in there.

Seems she got into some pretty

bad trouble at her old school.

She and some friends

stole a teachers car.

They got caught.

Funny thing, though.

Jenny was the only one

who wasnt charged.

She squealed

to her old man, Danny.

So her old man pulled a few strings

and got her out of a bad scene.

That doesnt mean

she squealed on anybody.

Theres something else.

Weve heard all the talk, Danny.

All that...stuff

about Pumpkinhead.

Yeah, so?

What if that body we dug up--

What if--

What? What if it

was Pumpkinhead?

What if we brought him back to life

and hes out there killing people?

What if he is?

What if he comes after us?

Jesus, you guys are pathetic.

How do you know we didnt

do something out there?

That was some pretty bad sh*t

we were messing with, Danny.

All right, fine.

Danny will take you out there

and show you that no monster

crawled out of that box.

Then maybe youll

leave me the f*** alone.

Sure, Danny. Sure.

So, what have we got here?

Well, whats left

of Red Byers life, I guess.

Lets see whats in here.

Legal papers...

Jewelry.

Some money.

And these.

Deformed Boy

Runs Wild in Hills.

When I was a kid, there was an orphan boy

who lived in the woods.

Nobody knew

where he came from.

People thought he was a freak of nature,

a reject from the circus.

Some people actually

believed he wasnt even human.

Oh, thats horrible.

As far as any

of us were concerned,

hed raised himself in the woods.

His name was...

Thomas Parnell.

People thought he

was a geek or something.

The story goes, okay,

that if he found you alone,

he would rip your heart out and eat it right

there, so you had to watch as you died.

All those horrible things they said

about Tommy just simply were untrue.

I never told you this...

but when I was seven years old,

I used to play by that old

abandoned railroad mineshaft.

One day,

Id left a toy there.

And when I went back

to get it the next morning...

there he was.

Tommy was just

a little boy, like me,

grateful that I had saved his life.

We moved away shortly after that.

I never saw him again.

According to this clipping,

he hung himself

in 1958.

I dont get it.

Why would a retired postman

keep hidden under lock and key clippings

about a deformed boy

who died 35 years ago.

Im really glad you came.

Thomas Parnell, an orphan,

died in 1958.

I need to see

the coroners report.

I can get them,

but itll take time.

Do it.

Now, whats so important?

I did an analysis of the blood

out at Red Byers place--

- The blood of the killer.

- Yeah.

Ive never seen blood

like this before.

I know it sounds crazy.

But whatevers out there

doing the killing

is unlike any life I know.

Its...some kind of...

Monster?

You think its the legend, hmm?

Pumpkinhead? Is that what

youre trying to tell me?

I dont know what it is.

All I know is,

its not an animal.

Its not human.

So, what is it?

Gentlemen, may we help you?

- The mayors been looking for you.

- Yeah, you!

Ive been doing everything

in my power to deal with this.

Im sure you have.

But you must have heard the talk

that maybe what were dealing

with here aint human.

Do you believe that?

Well, of course not.

But a lot of folks do.

A lot of tourists...do,

if you know what I mean.

No, I cant say that I do.

Well, let me put it this way.

The Loch Ness Monster.

The Abominable Snowman.

Big Foot.

That stuff is big business.

The way I see it,

this thing could put us on the map.

I got a couple of guys from the National

Enquirer all set to come down here!

People have died here!

You do know that, dont you?

Tragedy, aint it?

Well, so is the budget

of this here town.

You get my drift?

If youll excuse me.

Thank you.

I want that creature, Braddock!

Dead or alive! I want it!

All right, kids.

Lets take a look at your creature.

Shut up.

- Oh, man!

- Goddamn.

Would you shut up, Paulie?

It means nothing!

Nothing?

The bodys gone, Danny.

- The spell worked, man.

- Oh, Christ.

I told you guys before,

you cannot raise the dead!

Right.

Then tell that to whatever

used to be buried down there!

- What the f*** have we done?

- Weve done nothing!

Would you guys get a grip?

I knew it.

I knew this would happen.

I told you. Guys,

we gotta tell somebody.

Youre keeping your mouth shut.

There is a good explanation

for all of this.

And until we find out what it is,

were sticking together.

Were all getting together

tonight at my place.

Until then, you guys keep

your mouths shut, you got it?

Lets get out of here.

Yee-haw!

Aint that a b*tch.

Damn cock went limp on me.

Aint the first time.

Give it up, boys. Give it up.

Come to papa.

Baby needs a new pair

of shoes.

Thank you, boys.

Pleasure doing business with you.

- Suckers.

- See you next time, huh?

- Not bad for a nights work.

- You got that right, brother.

Hey, you missed something here.

I said you missed something there.

She cant hear you, stupid.

Well, shes got eyes, dont she?

Hey. I said you missed

something there.

Cant you see it?

Cant you see it, huh!

Come here.

I hate when you do that.

What kind of way is that

to treat our baby sister?

You got a lot of room to talk.

What the hell

is that supposed to mean?

I aint the one sleeping with her.

What the hells going on here?

Brian! Fred!

What the hells happening here?

Brian, what the hells going on here?

Fred! Fred, what the hell is that?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

I was driving home

when I picked her up

on the side of the road half-crazed.

She works out

at the Knox brothers.

Sister, I think.

Shes deaf and mute, Sean.

So whatever she saw,

she cant help us.

Im afraid not.

But maybe this can.

Whatever it is made a real mess

of the Knox brothers.

Im gonna need help

with the bodies.

- We have to stop this.

- Stop what?

We dont know what it is, let alone

where its liable to strike next.

I dont believe

its killing at random.

Ernst, Byers,

now the Knox brothers.

Theyre all somehow

tied in together.

And the answers

got to be with this.

If we can just figure out

what that means,

we figure out where it strikes next,

we get there first,

and God help us,

kill whatever it is.

The legend persists

in rural American folklore.

Deformed children were denounced

by mountain priests as hell spawn.

Said to be the union of a demon

invoked by witchcraft

to right a wrong

and a woman born

of mortal flesh.

When a woman was suspected

of having intercourse--

I need to talk to you.

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