Ritual Page #6

like that guy out there?

Not necessarily.

There is another powder.

You give it to somebody

who was made into a zombie.

But it only work if you give it in time.

You mean like an antidote?

Yeah.

Toxins and neurology I get...

...but the visions, the mind thing...

How does that happen?

- Is this really necessary?

- Oh, come on.

You look beautiful.

Anyway, it makes the gods happy.

when you make yourself pretty for them.

Well, the first god that looks down

my blouse gets a bloody nose.

Your pumpum take over!

Alice.

Alice. Alice, you all right?

- Yeah.

- You OK?

Yeah, I'm OK. I just...

Something just happened, I don't...

I just saw something.

Uh... Thank you for...

Thank you for taking me here.

- Uh... I have to go now.

- What are you going to do?

What are you looking at?

You mean like an antidote?

Thank you.

Polidori, what are you doing?

Dr. Polidori to you.

Want to know what I'm doing?

I'll tell you.

I am creating an antidote to this virus.

How?

I'm going to inject

an animal with the virus.

...and let it create antibodies

that we can then use.

- You're saying it's curable?

- Yeah, it's curable.

- Can I kiss you?

- No, you can't kiss me.

Don't you want to know about the virus?

What's the virus?

OK, the virus

is a lot like lymphocytosis...

which is what's throwing everybody off.

What we have is FELV,

which is feline leukemia...

which has been altered

so it can infect human beings.

Now what kind of a doctor would be able

to come up with something like that?

- Veterinarian.

- Exactly.

And who do we know?

Matthew Hope.

Your charming brother wants to

sell the place, knows you'll block it.

So he gets the mysterious "bigger man"

to infect you with the virus...

...and with obeah,

basically render you the village idiot.

- No offense.

- None taken.

If that's true...

why does Paul take the time to get

a first doctor and a second doctor?

Why does he not

just let Wesley die? No offense.

None taken, but go on.

Because this wonderful

village idiot writes a will...

...leaving his half

of the property to the workers.

Really?

The trick is to keep

young Wesley alive yet unwell.

So why kill Dr. Winsvold and Dori?

The servant girl was killed the same

night the doctor had the heart attack.

And the real estate couple.

They had to get rid of Dr. Winsvold.

He was about to identify the virus...

which is why they deleted

the last month of the medical records.

So they get rid

of Matthew Hope and Jackson...

...that real estate woman gets hacked up.

It sure looks to me like

somebody's covering their tracks.

There's still a piece missing

that I will find if it kills me.

Bad choice of words.

No, the whole hundred million.

Yeah, yeah. I'll call you right back.

- OK, thank you.

- Got good news.

- You know, I'm a little busy right now.

- Well, great news for Wesley anyway.

Your brother's gonna be fine.

Really?

Well.

You don't look happy.

Oh, that's great news, really. I just...

It's a surprise. Does he know?

He was the first to know.

Hmm, well, then, I guess we're

gonna have to celebrate, huh?

- Is he in his room?

- Oh, you know, he's not.

He's downtown at the courthouse.

...getting your power of attorney revoked,

as he's in control of his faculties.

Oh! Oh! I called a couple of friends

of mine in New York.

I said just check up on me tomorrow,

you know, in case I turn up dead.

Alice, I think you're

as crazy as my brother.

Is there a problem, superintendent?

No problem.

Just need to clear some things up.

You care to join us?

We'll go back to the station.

It take a minute.

OK.

I just need to go and see the judge...

...so if you don't mind

waiting five minutes...

We don't have five minutes.

Busy, busy day.

- You have a warrant?

- Me don't need it.

I'll see you in five minutes.

- Take him.

- Get your hands off me!

Get your hands off me!

- Violette...

- Hmm.

...can't find Wesley anywhere,

or the doctor.

Doctor is in the livestock yard.

And Wesley?

Haven't seen Wesley all day.

Wesley!

Wesley!

Wesley?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Those drums.

- They're not Julian's.

I have a very bad feeling.

Let's go.

Guys, I'm in a hurry.

Come on, get out the way.

The road is closed.

- What do you mean the road is closed?

- Where are you going? Caro.

You can't leave. It's unsafe.

When I need to ask some big fat slob.

...for his opinion...

...I'll call you.

I have an idea.

There's another way.

Haven't tried it since I was a child.

It could be blocked.

Could be a little scary.

- OK?

- OK.

How?... How is this a way out?

The original plantation owner

built an escape tunnel.

- in case the slaves got machete happy.

- Oh, great.

It's just a bat.

A bat? Perfect.

Which way?

That way.

- Come on.

- Alice. Alice, I can't.

- Yeah, you can.

- I can't, I can't.

Uh... OK.

I'm gonna go on up ahead.

No, Alice. I don't want you

out there by yourself.

I'll be OK... I think.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Please don't scream.

I no want them taking you.

- J.B., stop scaring me like that.

- Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Get down.

Jesus Christ,

they might turn him into a zombie.

I didn't want to do this, you know.

You made me.

It's your fault.

You greedy...

Hold onto this.

- One bloodclot move and him dead!

- Don't even think about it.

- Alice, this isn't gonna work.

- Oh, yeah? You dig him up.

You b*tch!

In a way...

...this is just like a wedding.

You and Wesley...

...united forever in married zombiehood.

Why do you do this?

How'd you like growing up

in the Claybourne house.

with the servants?

Me, a Claybourne.

A Claybourne?

What are you talking about?

Your father, Richard...

...was my father.

He killed my mother so your mother

wouldn't find out about me.

But she did find out,

and you know what he did to her.

Funny how history repeat itself.

That servant girl you knock up,

same thing.

Like father, like son.

So, you're asking me why?

Revenge, for my mother.

And the money.

So, Paul, tomorrow your dead body

be found up here.

with three zombies roamin' around...

...and the estate go

to the next Claybourne in line...

which is me.

No one will ever believe you.

DNA, brother.

Oh, God, no!

No!

I was...

...was gonna give you so much money.

I don't want so much money.

I want all the money.

And you.

Girl... You, I like.

Tried everything to get you to go:

Doll hanging in your room.

Mashed up the lab.

Nothing work.

You faked being sick.

Mm-hm.

Made me feel bad infecting you

with a dirty swab.

Not the others.

Even Jackson.

It was fun trancin' him

into killing Paul's pumpum.

...and them real estate a**holes.

How about we both have some fun?

You blow this in J.B.'s face.

You turn him into a zombie.

No.

I can make you do it.

What the bloodclot,

you gonna run?

Come on, come on! Come on!

- Back off me now! Come on!

- Come on.

Gotta dig him out and go to Julian

to get the antidote powder.

- It may be too late.

- Hurry.

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