Pumpkinhead II: Blood Wings Page #5

I thought you were at work.

This is Jennys sweater.

She was wearing it the other night.

It smells like smoke.

So she was at Osies place.

All over again she does this to us.

All over again!

The coroners report

just came in on Tommy.

According to this,

Thomas Parnell

supposedly hung himself

in this area.

- Why supposedly?

- I just dont buy it.

He couldnt have

done this to himself.

The contusions-- they happened

over a period of several minutes.

They came from

all sides of the body.

This is more consistent

with a bludgeoning than a hanging.

So, he was murdered.

Brutally. And somebody

tried to cover it up.

But Tommy was an orphan.

Now theres nothing in these records

that indicates the county

buried him in a paupers grave.

Thats because

his body was claimed.

And guess by whom.

Old woman Osie claimed

Thomas Parnells body.

But they werent even related.

She buried him in that cemetery

near her place

and tended the grave

lovingly ever since.

Like she was his guardian angel.

Whats going on?

What happened?

I lost her.

Its 8.. 19. Ill make the call.

Damn it!

Tommys guardian angel

just flew away.

Sorry, Sean.

Its okay.

What?

It is too late to help me,

like it is too late

to help the others.

- This cant be.

- Oh, my God.

What do you mean, others?

The ones hes going to kill.

Is...

he the one who pulled you

from the fire?

Who pulled you

from the fire, Osie?

Tommy did.

This is a nightmare.

Shes dead.

Before I died, I was

the guardian of his soul.

Tommys soul.

A very special soul.

His mama...

nothing special about her.

But his papa--

Go on.

His papa was the one

you call Pumpkinhead.

The legend is true.

Why...is he killing all these people?

The ultimate vengeance

is the vengeance you seek

for your own soul.

I saw him kill the farmer,

the postman,

and them other three.

They got what they deserved!

Them boys with them wings.

Blood wings.

Red wings!

Hell kill them six boys

with them red wings.

- Six?

- There were five victims!

Whos the sixth, Osie?

And what are the red wings?

And when he kills them six boys,

hell go after the kids that burned me.

Please.

Help us, Osie.

Tell me how to stop him.

Take this.

It may help you.

Red wings. Red wings.

Theres something

familiar about them.

Theres nothing

in these yearbooks.

Wait. Ah, here we are.

Look at this.

The Red Wings.

Its an auto club. They cruise

and hang out together.

Who do we got here?

Jody Red Byers.

Ernst Heller.

The Knox brothers.

Whos number six?

Thats Judge Dixon.

Its gonna kill the judge next.

Having a little party, huh, boy?

Well, I got you and your friends

all set up in the little cabin.

I had it stocked this morning,

so there should be plenty to drink.

If thats what you got

on your mind.

Hope you got protection, honey.

Sorry.

Oh, lm cold.

I wish I brought my jacket.

Wait here.

- Here. Use my dads.

- Thanks.

Those monsters probably already drank

everything my dad put in there.

- Are they there?

- Yeah, I think so.

Hey, this is supposed to be a party.

You guys are deader than sh*t.

Look, man, forget about the party.

We need to talk.

Then talk.

That old woman-- that witch--

Danny, she died!

Well, lm real sorry to hear that,

but the woman was old.

She didnt die

of old age, Danny. She--

She what, Paul?

You know.

What do I know?

Look, we had nothing to do

with that fire.

It was an accident.

Maybe if you hadnt hit her,

she could have gotten out faster.

Maybe the fire wouldnt

have happened at all.

He doesnt know what hes talking

about, Jenny. I never hit her.

I saw you do it, Danny.

I saw you.

You killed that old woman!

- Hes lying, Jen!

- No, youre lying!

Look, were all guilty.

Okay?

Were gonna have to go

tell my dad, Danny.

Shes right. You do what you want, Danny.

Were gonna go to the sheriff.

Like hell you are.

What, are you crazy? Paulie!

Are you okay, man?

Are you all right?

- Lets get out of here.

- Nobodys going anywhere until I say.

What the f*** are you doing?

Get on the couch now.

Put the gun down!

Put the f***ing gun down!

Get on the f***ing couch now!

Jenny said she was meeting

her friends at the judges.

Good God, Sean, hurry!

Come on. Come on.

I know youre there.

Pick the damn phone up.

- Hello.

- Cory!

- Yeah.

- Judge here.

Listen, boy, I need you

and the others out here tonight.

- Why is that? - Been too many of

my old friends dying lately,

and I got good reason

to think I might be next.

How do you know that?

It could be anything.

Dont ask me how I know!

I just know, thats all.

You and the boys

get out here, muy pronto.

And bring a damn arsenal

with you.

All right, Judge, Ill see who

I can round up on short notice.

- Hold on a second.

- What?

What?

Hello?

Hello, Judge?

Sweet f***ing Jesus.

Judge?

Hello?

Holy sh*t!

Jesus!

Get your ass over here now!

Who the f*** are ya?

Who?

What the f*** are you?

Well, come on.

Thats it, thats it.

Eat this, you f***ing freak!

Son of a b*tch!

You.

You. It cant be you. No!

What the f*** was that?

Nobody move.

Its him, Danny. Hes here!

Its Pumpkinhead!

Shut the f*** up.

Hes gonna kill us.

Hes gonna kill us all!

- I said shut the f*** up, Paul!

- Oh, God.

What are you gonna do?

What do you want from us?

Paul, I want you to go around back

and I want you to get the car.

Just do it!

- Please, Danny--

- Just do it now!

Come on!

F***!

Pauls been gone for a long time.

Nobody move!

The powers dead,

and so are we.

Hes gonna kill us

because of that old witch.

Where the f*** is Paul?

What the f***?

Go, go, go, go!

Go!

- Come on!

- This way! This way!

- Go!

- Spread out! Go!

Come on, Marcie!

Lets go! Come on!

We gotta get the f***

out of here! Come on!

Here!

Come on!

Come on, Marcie! Come on!

Motherf***er!

You motherf***er!

- Dee.

- Over here.

- What is it?

- It got the judge.

And theres a dead kid

in the cabin.

Jennys out there.

Come on!

Come on!

Dad!

Look! Go this way, now!

All right, lets kill it.

All right, boys, lock and load.

Come on! Come on!

Go! Go!

Get out of the way!

I hear something.

Lets go. Sounds like

hes at the top of the hill.

No, Tommy!

- Dont!

- Dad, help!

Im not gonna hurt you!

Oh, my God!

Look, Tommy.

Miss Osie left me this.

I know you trusted her, Tommy.

Please, trust me.

Your soul can rest now.

Youve avenged your own murder.

You punished those who hurt Osie.

Shes not one of them!

I saved your life once right here.

Dont you remember?

Please, shes my daughter.

Please!

Its all right, honey.

Youre safe now.

Thank you, Tommy.

Thank you.

Sean, the judges posse!

Oh, my God!

- Go on.

- All right, lock and load.

Go, Tommy.

Get the hell out of here!

Theyll destroy you!

Move out of the way, Sheriff.

What are you doing? Go!

Go, Tommy!

Get out of here!

Stop! Hold your fire!

What the hell are you doing?

Waste him!

Eat this!

Drop him!

Drop him!

Mom told me about Tommy.

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