The ABCs of Death Page #3
She's given up
and you know it.
You c*nt!
Huh, na...
It's not her time!
Please...
( sniffles )
Leave me alone.
There's still
so much I wanna do.
Man:
You gave me a run
for my money.
Nobody's ever made me
chase them that
hard before,
But you can't run forever.
F***!
( sizzles )
( inhales sharply )
( gasps )
- ( thunder crashing )
- ( footsteps squishing )
( rain pattering )
- It's showtime!
- Woman:
I can't understandWhy he's so afraid
of the toilet.
- ( clicks )
- well, for young boys
the most common cause
He's not gonna
have that problem
if he's going for a poo.
Loads of people
have died on the toilet.
- Like who?
- Elvis.
- He died on the bathroom floor.
- Yeah! Died on the toilet
and then fell over.
If I were him, I'd be more
scared of those screws I put in.
They're the wrong size.
Honey,
you go do a poo poo.
There's nothing
to be afraid of.
Danny glover had nothing to be
afraid of in "lethal weapon 2."
- Shhh!
- We might even have
A lethal weapon
of his own in a moment.
- Uh... ( screams )
- ( rumbling )
( bubbling )
( gasps )
Father:
Whoa!- Bleeding hell fire.
That's odd.
- Shh shh.
( boy screams, crying )
That's really odd.
Look at the state--
- Whoa!
- ( rumbling )
What on earth?
( sloshing )
( banging )
( roaring )
Call the plumber now.
It's an emergency.
- What?
- ( roaring )
- ( choking )
Help!
- ( gasping )
- ( choking )
Oh! You f***ing bastard!
( groans )
( grunts )
- ( sizzling )
- ( screams )
- ( groaning )
- ( gurgling )
( whimpers )
( roars )
( grunts, gags )
( squelching )
( burps )
Huh? ( whimpers )
- ( roars )
- ( screams )
( whimpers )
( gurgles )
( distant barking )
Hey! Hey! Wake up.
He's finally
using the toilet...
About f***ing time.
- ( clicks )
( gurgles )
( clothing rustles )
- ( farting )
- ( splashing )
( creaks, bangs )
( rattles )
( screaming )
( rattles )
( boy crying )
- ( laughing )
- ( creaking )
- ( man screaming )
- ( dirt pattering )
- ( creature snorting )
( wood creaking )
( creature snorts )
- ( banging )
- ( man grunting )
( people shouting )
- ( creature snorting )
- ( wood creaking )
- ( man shouting )
- Stand back!
- ( man #2 shouting )
( shouts )
- ( spitting )
- he's spitting.
He's spitting! Hold him!
( creature grunting )
Get in!
- E nomine patris...
- ( sizzling )
- ( snarling )
- ( shouting )
I've got hold of it...
- ( grunting )
- ( people shouting )
- ( roars )
- don't! Nooooo!
- Ah!
- ( chomps )
( chokes )
( grunts, thuds )
- ( heavy exhale )
- ( wind blowing )
( bangs )
Be careful, man!
- He's in here,
I heard something!
- ( creature chittering )
I can hear it breathing!
( snorts )
Man:
Come on, let's go!
( labored breathing )
( bow creaks )
- ( whooshes )
( arrow whooshes )
- ( shrieks )
- ( snorts )
- ( yells )
( slaps )
wake up! Wake up!
- ( labored breathing )
I'll make you one promise--
Your children will
never know how this ended.
- ( clinks )
- ( grunting )
( creaks )
( muttering )
- ( clinks )
- ( grunting )
( creaks )
See?
Father...
Finish it!
- ( shrieking )
Geoff...
- ( grunting )
- ( shrieking )
( gurgles )
( static )
( siren blaring )
( knocks on door )
( gun c*cks )
( guns firing )
( gunshot )
( beeps )
( gun whirs down )
( baby cries )
( fusses )
The world is dying.
It's one of the reasons
We implemented
the infant sterilization act.
Still, every citizen
has the right
To earn back
their fertility permits.
The fastest route
has always been
Through service
to propagation control.
Oh yes, sir,
it's why I joined--
That and making the world
a safer place, of course.
Of course.
Why do you want children?
- Propagation control...
- ( robot clanking )
You are charged
with acts of terror
through illegal propagation.
You are hereby ordered
to surrender all contraband.
Please, you don't know
what they'll do to him.
- It's not up to me.
- Woman:
I'm sorry,There's been
a misunderstanding.
You've already verified
our permits.
( thumping, squelching )
- A misunderstanding...
- ( whirring )
The illegals have escaped.
We're free to go.
...Free to go...
- ( baby cries )
- ( chomps )
( spits )
( gasping )
No!
Bad, nezbit, bad!
Man:
Calm down, officer.
Your nezbit unit simply
auto-responded
To para-psychic activity.
Commander stoker...
Congratulations,
You've dispatched
a rather dangerous group
of mentals.
- Mentals?
- Telekinesis, telepathy,
Mind control--
all very real...
- All valuable
genetic materials.
- ( hums )
- ( gags )
- ( gasps )
( slurping )
"materials"?
We just killed a child.
- ( beeping )
- oh, it wasn't alive
to begin with. Not by law.
Hmm. The rebels were
delivering the child
To the vatic,
"prophet" of all mentals.
With such power,
his very existence
threatens humanity,
But, once we've reanimated
And bio-vac'd every
last bit of brain matter,
We may finally
ascertain his location.
A fine achievement,
officer.
You see, the agency has
a far greater purpose
than its...
( sniffs,
exhales sharply )
"public position."
You've given
ten years of service
to your unit, officer.
Your records are
excellent.
I'm pleased
to say that your permits
have been approved.
Sir...
( laughs )
- Yes, sir. Uh...
- I'm not finished...
While your permits
are approved,
There are biological factors
beyond the agency's control.
Reanimate the infant.
- ( gun humming )
I can't let you do this.
- Nezbit, officer lainey has
clearly been compromised.
- ( whirring )
Arrest her.
I won't let you
re-murder a child.
Oh, grow up!
( grunting )
Stoker:
a comfortable delusion.
Sir...
Sir, the baby is...
Where'd he go?
Sir? Did you hear that?
( screams )
It's a mental, idiot!
Shoot for the head!
Oh, sh*t...
( panting )
Oh, such vitality... Mmm!
I'll keep the corpse
alive for weeks...
Wasn't taking him
to the prophet.
He is the prophet.
Feast on his pain.
Mental:
Take him...
Unite the mentals...
- Oh!
- You're his mother now.
- ( cries )
- ( grunts )
- ( moaning )
- scream, witch.
- No-one will hear you as
I harvest your intestines.
- ( clanks )
What?
Unhand her, witch!
- Willowford!
- Wendy!
- Save me!
- Now, warlock!
- ( groans )
- ( cries out )
- ( crackling )
- ( screaming )
( cackling )
- What the f***?
- What's up, tommy?
- Where the f*** have you been?
- Look, the thing's almost done.
- What is that!?
- Well, um, it's for animated--
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