The Crow: Wicked Prayer Page #4

Seven days?

You're thinking way too small. princess.

You're in for a seven-year itch

you won't ever want to scratch. Ah!

You want to see the Middle East. huh?

It won't just be the Sahara desert

that's burning hot.

Pick any city. Paris?

Rio? Carnival.

Beijing?

We'll stroll in. set a little spark

like your little f***ing mine and casino.

and just watch 'em all

cut each other to f***ing pieces.

You see. the world's like an angry dog

on a choke chain. you know?

It lunges. snaps and pulls.

But the chain around its neck

just gets tighter and tighter.

It don't know that all it has to do

to be free is let go.

Huh.

Oh. Don't fret. Fr?ulein.

The apocalypse is gonna be

one hell of a honeymoon.

'Cause in the morning we're gonna

massacre that lndian tribe for you.

and then move on

to bigger and badder things.

Take him down.

Take down the crow.

...que est?s en el cielo.

santificado sea tu Nombre.

Venga tu reino. H?gase tu voluntad.

en el cielo asi que en la tierra.

Danos hoy el pan cotidiano.

y librenos del mal.

porque el tuyo es el reino...

Is he dead?

- Or alive?

Holy Jesus!

You're in my way.

She believed in you.

She believed in all of you.

She believed in fairy tales.

Who are you to tell me

what she believed in?

I'm the fairy f***ing godfather

that's gonna save your fairy f***ing tails.

- He's bleeding to death.

- Help him. Help the crow.

How could God pick such a man?

Why not?

She did.

Lily believed in the old stories.

Like the Crow Dance.

They'll think I was a fool.

They already do.

Show 'em how fools dance.

lt's your wedding night. little girl.

And Poppy's a horny little devil.

Look at my eyes.

Look at my eyes.

The book says

you have to look at my eyes.

The book says

you have to look at my eyes.

Oh.

So close.

The dark prince

was almost crowned. baby.

You can't stop. If the sun comes up

and the spel"s undone.

you're just gonna be a worthless punk.

and I'll just be a piece of white trash. Luc.

Luc!

Oh. come on.

Don't you have any respect for the dead?

You know what. kid?

You're really pissing me off.

Minor angel wants to play.

Homeboy's going down

in the majors tonight.

So God gave trash like you wings.

He never gave me sh*t.

F***er.

Always just took it all away.

Come on. I need a spell.

No. no. but... Damn. Come on.

Please let me find a spell for this.

If you want to escape from here.

you've got to let it all go.

I can't.

You think your b*tch's mojo

can save you? Huh?

You're a hiccup. man.

A fart in my gas pump.

Goddamn. they're dry-clean.

lt's alive.

"Quoth the Raven. 'Nevermore'."

motherf***er!

You think you're doing God's work.

sunshine?

Killers don't go to heaven. dog.

They go down.

Like my f***ing b*tch.

Yeah. There we go. Yeah?

Get the f*** back up!

Look at me.

I'm gonna let it all go.

Oh. f***.

Hail Mary. full of grace.

The Lord is with thee.

You hear that? Huh?

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

are riding. man.

Blessed art thou amongst women.

Famine.

Check.

Blessed is the fruit of thy womb. Jesus.

Pestilence.

Check.

Holy Mary. mother of God...

War.

Check.

...pray for us sinners...

Death.

You bastard!

- Check. please.

-...now. and at the hour of our death.

- "m picking up the tab.

- Amen.

Because "m the only

f***ing friend you got.

Oh. say... Say. kid...

Do you know what

an angel without mercy is? Huh?

lt's nothing but a devil.

How about a little

sympathy for the devil. huh?

"l saw a creature."

"He sat. and he held his own heart

in his hands. and he ate of it."

"l asked him. 'ls it good. friend?"'

"He said. 'lt is bitter."'

"'Bitter."'

- "'But I like it because it is bitter."'

- May God's fury rain down on you.

"'And because it is my heart."'

You have the right to remain silent.

And anything you say can and will

be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you don't have one...

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