The Butterfly Effect 3: Revelations Page #5

- I don't know. You tell me.

- Did I kill Anita Barnes?

- No. You tell me.

- When was the last Pontiac victim?

- Look, f***-stick.

I'm asking the questions here.

How many did you kill?

I want my phone call.

I want my phone call.

Five minutes.

You get one call, and you call me?

You trying to get me fired?

Glenn, I got to get out of here.

Glenn, I'm serious, okay?

The killer is still out there,

and I'm the only one who can stop him.

According to

the joint police department,

the Pontiac Killer's right here.

Come on! You don't believe

it's me, Glenn!

I'm in enough trouble as it is, Sam!

Okay, okay. Listen.

I'm not a psychic.

- I knew it.

- I time travel.

I can go back to wherever I was,

and I can watch.

And depending upon what happens,

I change things.

Usually on accident

but sometimes on purpose.

Don't ever call me again.

No, it's true! Glenn! Glenn!

You met your wife

at Tiny Gasco's sweet-16 party!

Her dad got a taco cart

and a band for the neighborhood!

Your wife came up

and asked you to dance!

But the first thing

she ever said to you was...

Are you M.C. Hammer?

How did you know that?

I went back.

- I saw it.

- When?

Years ago, when you first

started asking me about...

I was saving it...

for something like this, actually.

So what do you say, huh?

You'll help me out?

Please?

Hammer?

It's going down as a clerical error.

Glitch in the paperwork.

But it'll only buy you

a couple more hours.

Once Nicholas finds out,

he'll bring you in.

There's no way he'll let me see you again.

Come to think of it,

I probably won't have a job

in a few hours.

You catch that son of a b*tch.

Jenna. Jenna!

Jenna, it's me! Come on!

Jenna, open up the door!

I'm going to kick it down!

You ain't kicking down sh*t, motherf***er!

- Now you need to quiet your ass down!

- Open up!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Miss Davis, will you open

my sister's door for me?

- I ain't opening up sh*t!

- Let me into her apartment.

- I ain't gonna... Wait!

- You got the f***ing keys!

- Where's your f***ing key?

- Miss Davis, would you shut the f*** up?

- You ain't about to get me!

- Let me into this apartment!

Don't put your hands

on me, motherf***er!

Don't make me have to cut you!

Sh*t! Too f***ing old to go to prison.

You need to get your trifling ass in and out

of here as soon as possible!

- Thank you.

- Oh, kiss my ass!

Jenna?

"Favorite customer"?

Hey, hey, hey, don't sniff that,

unless you really want to lie on the floor

here paralyzed for the next hour.

Goldburg!

Goldburg, you in there?

Come on out here!

Come on out and face me, you son of a...

Come on!

Goldburg. What happened?

Hey, what happened?

Goldburg, you're going

to be all right, okay?

Can you stand up?

Can you stand up?

I'm going to get you some help.

Okay? I'm going

to get you some help.

I'm going to get you help.

I'm going to get you help.

Oh, my God. Oh, f***.

Oh, my God.

Sammy.

What are you doing here?

That thing is spring loaded.

Here. Let me get you out of there.

I'll get it.

Here. Get up. Stand up.

We need to get you out of this thing.

I got you.

Can you lean out?

Jenna, what are you doing here?

It's okay, Sam.

Sam, I'll fix everything.

I'll just jump back, and I'll move the trap

out of the way. You'll be fine.

- You can jump?

- Yeah.

Surprise.

Why are you...

What are you doing here?

You don't realize this,

but I've explained this to you,

like, a zillion times.

It's really frustrating.

You fell in love with that whore, Sam.

She didn't love you.

She was cheating on you.

What... What whore?

Rebecca Brown.

Jesus, Sam. Keep up.

No. No. Oh, my God.

I took care of it,

and everything worked out fine.

I even got back at Lonnie Flennons

for hurting you.

But then Rebecca Brown's

stupid sister comes over,

and... and you decide

to break the rules, Sam.

I told you not to do it.

I told you it would be bad.

You followed me back?

Jenna, what about the...

What about the other girls?

What about the...

You didn't know them.

They were strangers.

What did they ever do to you?

Can't you see, Sam?

They were only strangers

'cause I stopped them

before you met them.

Anita Barnes.

She was the whore

you went to Chicago with.

I couldn't let you leave me, Sam.

And then Vicki.

You kept her a secret from me,

too, but I found out.

She wasn't a lady, Sam.

None of them were ladies.

Jenna, they... they're the women

I would've fallen in love with.

I would've... I would've

had a family, a life.

Don't you see I did it all for you?

You understand that, don't you?

Why did you torture them?

You mutilated them!

- You cut them to pieces!

- I didn't torture them! They tortured me!

Every single one of them.

What about Goldburg?

He was catching on.

I had to shut him up.

This is so Scooby-Doo, isn't it?

I would've gotten away with it

if it wasn't for those meddling kids.

You're out of your f***ing mind, Jenna.

Come on, Sam.

You know that's not true.

If you hadn't kept jumping back

to catch me,

I could've stopped.

But every time you went back,

there was more witnesses,

there was more evidence to cover up.

It's funny when you think about it.

You really did create a serial killer.

Ever since the day

you jumped back and you saved me,

I knew I'd only live for you.

No, Jenna. Jenna.

Sam...

do you love me like I love you?

It's okay.

Forget about everything else.

This is the moment we've waited for

our whole lives.

Jenna! What are you doing?

Sam, we're not like other people.

Their rules don't apply to us.

No, Jenna! You're... Oh, my God.

Sam, I love you more than anything

in the whole world, Sam.

- Oh, my God.

- It's okay.

It's just you and me like it's meant to be.

- No. No. No.

- It's okay.

It's okay. Sam?

What's wrong? What's wrong?

What's going on?

Sam, are you okay?

Sam, are you jumping?

Sam, what's going on?

Tell me what's happening.

Sam, don't jump!

Where are you going? Sam!

Sam, don't you leave me.

Sam, where's Jenna?

You go take care of Mom, and I'll get her.

Sam, help me!

Sam, let me out!

Let me out! Please let me out!

What are you doing? Sam!

Sam, stop! What are you doing?

- Jenna!

- Sam!

- Sam!

- Listen to me!

- Why are you doing this?

- I'm your brother, Jenna.

- I'll always love you!

- Sam! Sam, what are you doing?

- There's no other way!

- Sam!

Sam, let me out!

Sam, let me out!

I'm sorry, Jenna!

Where's Jenna, Sam?

Where's Jenna?

Good morning, dork-face.

Did you sleep well?

You must've had some kind of dream

because you were snoring away.

- Are we there yet?

- Yes, Jenna, we're there.

Jenna?

What, Daddy?

Come on.

How the burgers coming?

- Here they are.

- Hey.

Late for your own birthday party.

Hello, sweetheart.

- Happy Birthday.

- Hey!

What?

What do you want?

Burgers? Hot dogs? What?

- Whatever you're cooking. Throw it on.

- Start with a beer?

- Yeah, sure. Hey!

- Happy Birthday.

Hey, Jenna.

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