See No Evil 2

We have got to stop

meeting like this.

Whoo.

Just came in from county hospital.

Yeah? What do we got?

Well... it's a little hard to tell.

Oh. Burn victim, huh?

- Yeah.

- Huh.

- That has gotta be the worst way to go.

- Yeah.

- Would you like the honors?

- Oh, well, you are too kind.

You can take off now if you want to.

Hey. I got 10 minutes left, okay?

- Stop trying to get rid of me.

- Believe me, I'm not.

You're more than welcome

to stay all night if you want.

Not that you would want to stay

all night. I'm sure you have plans.

I'm just meeting some

friends for drinks.

I mean, it's nothing special.

Oh, yes, that's right.

It's, uh... it's your birthday.

Yeah. It is my birthday.

Actually, in two hours,

it is my birthday.

Hey, you should take a look

at this before you take off.

- Why? What is it?

- It's crazy.

Seriously, I've never seen

anything like it before in my life.

And I have seen some pretty

crazy things come through here.

Okay.

Ready?

Yeah. I'm ready.

- Happy birthday.

- Oh, my God.

Oh!

My God, that's so, so sweet.

It was nothing.

This is not nothing.

Really, I mean,

you should come tonight.

I'd love for you to meet my friends.

I-I'd love to, but I'm, uh...

I'm working the graveyard.

I'm pretty sure that Holden would

kill me if I took a leave of absence.

Told analysts and investors...

it's an even wider than expected

loss in the second quarter.

Cake! Finally!

- Hey! Were you in on this too?

- Of course I was.

- Aw.

- Happy birthday, babe!

Aw, thank you.

Not that I would forget

it was your birthday.

Seth hasn't shut up about

it for the last month.

Two months, Professor X. Two months.

Professor X. I like that.

You're lucky I'm stuck

in this chair...

or my boot would be halfway

up your smart ass by now.

Oh, yeah? Who told you I

was into that kind of thing?

Hey! You two stop flirting.

Go get a room already.

All right. And on that

note, you are done.

Are you sure you two will

be able to cope without me?

Yes. Get out of here.

Go make some bad decisions.

- Hey, can I get my phone, please?

- Yeah.

- There you go.

- Oh, thanks.

Breaking news of what police are referring

to as a series of brutal murders...

at the derelict Blackwell Hotel...

- involving a group of youth offenders.

- Yeah?

Nine fresh bodies.

Police reports now indicate that dozens

more in various stages of decay...

are being found

throughout the building.

That could bring the death

toll up to a few dozen.

These murders look to be linked

to a series of murders...

Yeah, we're watching it right now.

In an ongoing investigation

into the God's Hand killer...

Okay, will do.

Which is in direct reference to the

religious articles found at the scene.

Well, there goes our quiet night.

- How many bodies?

- Nine.

Decomps don't need to be

pieced together to I.D.

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna stay and help you guys out.

No, no, no. It's your birthday.

Go out and celebrate.

No! I'm more of a cake and

cadavers kind of gal.

- Mmm.

- I'm just gonna make a quick call though.

Come on, Tamara.

Yeah, right about now I wish I was

writing a book about you asking her out.

- I'm gonna ask. Okay?

- Right.

And I'm gonna get

feeling back in my legs.

Hey, it's Tamara. You know the drill.

Hey, Tam, it's Amy.

Okay, don't freak out, but I'm gonna

have to take a rain check on tonight.

Ooh, look at that. Ooh.

- Knock it off. She's gonna hear you.

- Oh, look at that. Look at that.

- Stop, she's gonna hear you.

- Hear what? This?

Stop, stop! Don't be a dick.

- Stop!

- Amy, put it in. Amy, put it in.

- I swear I will shank you with this.

- Wanna borrow my chair?

But it's going to be

pandemonium here.

- You gonna feel this?

- Do it. Do it.

- I'll do it.

- Here she comes.

- What are you guys doing?

- Nothing.

- Liar. Here.

- Yeah. No problem.

All right, let's get to work.

All right.

All right.

- Let's do this.

- After you.

Clear!

- We're losing him.

- Clear!

- Again!

- Clear!

Do we really want to save this guy?

Clear!

He's gone.

You know, I really appreciate

you staying and helping.

Don't worry about it.

We'll get it done twice as fast.

This is the last one.

We've got a Jacob Goodnight.

Hey, this is the psycho that did it.

All right.

Shoot! Shoot, shoot.

Scared me.

- Hey!

- Uh, I'll take the stairs.

No, no. Aah!

Oh, God.

Come on.

Seth?

Seth?

Boo!

You're such an a**hole.

- You're gonna get your butt kicked.

- No, come on.

I'm unscareable.

- Oh-ho-ho! Really?

- Mm-hmm.

- We'll see about that.

- You can try your hardest.

- It ain't gonna happen.

- Oh.

All right.

Good.

Seven feet.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Aah!

Here. Here.

Uh, it's a... it's a death rattle.

You'd think he'd have

bought me dinner first.

Why don't you let me finish up here?

You've done enough for today.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, yeah.

Just save me some cake.

Okay.

But I'm not making any promises.

Amy.

Holden?

Are you in here?

Holden, are you calling me?

Holden?

Hello?

Surprise!

You guys, seriously?

- Happy birthday.

- Happy birthday!

If Amy can't come to the party,

then the party shall come to Amy.

Oh, my God. Awesome.

You're already drunk.

No, I... Why would you say that?

Yes! Seriously, I could

lose my job over this!

- How did you guys get in here?

- Happy birthday, Amy.

There he is, our fellow conspirator.

Hey! We can't have Twitter trending

photos of dead bodies tonight.

Oh, you guys!

Yeah, you can't smoke in here.

- Why?

- You just can't.

There's too much flammable liquids.

Well, well, well.

I did not expect to see you here.

You didn't think I'd miss my

sister's birthday, did you?

- Plus, Kayla insisted.

- Ah.

Oh, well, in that case,

I guess you can stay.

Although I did expect it to be in

a bar, not in a morgue, but...

Yeah, well... Let me guess.

Tamara's idea?

What? No!

I'm just saying that I'm

living your dream job.

I know.

- Hey. Hi, Seth.

- Hey.

It looks like I made it to

your birthday party after all.

You did. Let me introduce you around.

I want you to meet my friends.

- This is Carter.

- Hey.

- Kayla.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- Oh, my gosh!

This is our bartender, Tamara.

And that's Will.

- That's my brother.

- Oh.

So, are my eyes fooling me, or are

you standing around without a drink?

No, no, I shouldn't.

I got some more work...

No, you should. Just one.

Just one. No, you can have two.

- All right, I'll have one.

- Well, cheers!

- Cheers, guys.

- Cheers!

- Happy birthday!

- Happy birthday!

- Cheers!

- Cheers!

All right, let's get

this party started, yo!

Yes!

- Do the white man dance!

- Oh, yeah!

She likes you.

- Excuse me?

- My sister. She likes you.

Yeah, you know,

we just work together.

Right. Hey, man, look. Look,

I'm not trying to be a jerk here.

But look, I don't want to

see her waste her life...

working the graveyard

shift at the city morgue.

Okay? She's better than this.

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