Sacrilege Page #5

We're gonna die from

her trying to help us.

Cole.

You're not the only

one who's hurting here.

Fine.

I'm sorry.

As I was saying.

Dr. Harris shared two other options.

And why are we

just hearing about them, Ted?

Because they're long shots.

Oh, that's just great.

They're long shots.

So, that should be good.

One, find somebody

willing to take your place.

Perfect.

Find someone who deserves

the f***ing thing,

then just give it to them.

No, it doesn't work that way.

If it isn't a willing sacrifice,

the box will just come back.

We didn't know what it was.

That's because it didn't have

a living victim at the time.

What's the other?

Find the person who made the box.

Get 'em to remove the curse.

We got the box from a yard sale.

I mean, who knows where

he could have gotten it from?

Could you find this place again?

Mm-hmm.

Wait, so, our lives

depend on a yard sale?

We are f***ing dead.

This is great, I'm f***ing done.

Hey, I know we failed

you up to this point,

but that doesn't mean it's over.

Cole, are you okay?

Am I okay?

Absolutely not, I'm f***in' dead, Jess.

Well, I'm not ready to give up.

Just give it a day or two.

It'll sink in.

Cole?

- Cole.

- Go.

Cole.

Cole.

Cole.

Cole!

Cole.

F***!

Cole.

Cole.

I'll see you soon.

Cole.

Cole!

Cole, wake up!

Cole, no!

He's dead.

Cole.

Cole, wake up.

Oh God.

You okay?

I'm not even sad anymore.

I just keep thinking about

the easiest way to do myself in.

Poison.

Jump in front of a car.

Hang myself like Sam.

Bury myself alive.

It's funny, I don't wanna die,

but it's all I can think about.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

Let's just go.

All good girls want to die.

We're losing daylight.

Is this it?

Yeah, this is it.

Can I help you?

Yes, sir.

I had a question about

something my friend bought here.

It was at a yard sale a few weeks ago.

Yeah, I remember you.

We're wondering if you could

tell us where it came from.

I told you, it belonged to my wife.

Is she home?

Can we talk to her about it?

She's dead.

I'm so sorry.

She killed herself, didn't she?

That's none of your business.

Look, you both should leave.

Now.

Look, since we've bought this thing,

three people have killed

themselves, just like your wife.

That's no coincidence.

You probably had your suspicions, right?

Noticed a change in her personality?

Please.

You may be the only person

who can save my life.

All right, fine.

Come in.

I apologize for the mess.

I don't get much company these days.

Please, have a seat.

Can I get either of

you something to drink?

Oh, no thanks.

Well, I need something.

So, if you'll excuse me for a moment.

Well, that went well.

Honestly, I expected him

to slam the door in our faces.

Let's just see what he knows,

get out of here.

So.

You think that little box

killed my wife, huh?

Yes, I do.

You know how that sounds?

Crazy, we know.

But the thing inside that box

makes people hurt themselves.

My best friend hung herself.

My boyfriend poisoned himself.

Dr. Harris, she...

We found her with her wrists slit.

Look, I'm sorry.

Sincerely, I am.

But you see,

my wife electrocuted herself.

She didn't do that to herself.

Of course she did.

No, you haven't seen this thing.

It's an ugly, horrible thing

that feeds on people

until there's nothin' left.

Stop it.

My wife did this to herself, okay.

Not because some little girl

forced her to.

Now, look, I think it's time

you both should go.

Please.

Let me mourn the loss

of my wife in peace.

But how did you know

it was a little girl?

You saw her, too.

That little girl is my daughter.

- Don't.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

All right, all right, all right.

Sit.

All right.

You knew.

How?

You see, God took

my little girl from me.

So I had to go to somebody else

to bring her back.

All I had to do was to prove

how much I hated God

for taking her from us.

Believe me, I was glad to prove it.

She killed my friends.

My little girl has killed

a lot of people.

So you've done this before?

Oh yeah.

Quite a few times.

Unfortunately, it's necessary.

You are just as much

of a monster as she is.

No.

I'm a father.

You see, once the deed is done,

my little girl always

comes back to her daddy.

Sometimes...

Sometimes I'll find her

in there playing.

So you wanna find somebody

to free you from it, right?

Some way to save yourself?

Well, I won't.

So you just let this

thing kill your wife?

She didn't kill my wife.

Nancy wanted that.

She wanted the be with her child.

Now get up.

Get up.

I'll see you soon, honey.

So you're just gonna let me die?

Oh, you're already dead, sweetie.

You see, my little girl's attracted

to the younger people, you know.

Especially those that take

their lives for granted.

You see, the more

she looks like my little girl,

the closer to death you are.

You want some advice?

Kill her.

That way she might have a chance

of at least keeping her soul.

Now get out of my house.

All right, okay.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

(music grows more tense

I will shoot you.

Do it.

You'll be doing me a favor.

What's the matter?

Little girl won't let you get in

the way of its meal?

Jess, don't do this.

Think about it.

All good boys want to die.

I have.

All good boys want to die.

All good boys want to die.

It stole my friends.

Please, no, my little girl, she needs...

No, Jess!

What the hell were you thinking?

Let go.

Come on, come on,

we have to go right now.

Go, go!

I miss you, doc.

I don't know how to save her.

What would you do, doc?

Jessica?

Jessica?

Jess, Jess!

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

- Jessica, please talk to me.

- All good girls want to die.

There's nothing left to talk about.

- All good girls want to die.

- I'm going to burn.

Oh Jess, come on.

Jess, Jess.

Jess, please, let me fix this.

Jess!

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

Then fix it.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

I can't do that.

Wait, Jess.

- Jess, wait.

- All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

Thank you, Ted.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

- All good girls want to die.

- Oh God, please forgive me.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls...

F***!

- All good girls want to die.

- I can't do it.

I can't do it.

- All good girls want to die.

- Fire it is, then.

Jessica.

It's still your life.

- All good girls want to die.

- Jess, it's still your life.

Let's figure this out.

Come on, Jess.

All good girls want to die.

All good girls want to die.

Jessica, give me the box.

No.

No, I couldn't.

It's the only way.

I couldn't let you do that for me.

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