The Last Witch Hunter Page #3

- Are you guys okay?

- Yeah, we're good.

Are we having a good night, gentlemen?

Do a love shot with me, baby.

Oh, no. I'm not looking for love tonight.

- You guys okay?

- Yep.

- Want another one?

- All right.

Oh, no, come on! No, not you, too.

I heard that you can't tell

before it happens. Okay?

He's just standing there

all chilly calm, and then...

Wham! He cuts your head off

and puts it in a sack on his belt.

C'mon! That's just a

story nannies tell children

so they behave.

Chloe, you need to leave.

Miranda. Miranda!

We're up to code. There are no humans here.

Beautiful place.

Thank you.

How much do you charge?

Well, that depends on what you're buying.

A memory.

Five hundred dollars.

Deal.

Did I just say "Hundred"? I...

No, you know what? I actually

meant "Five thousand."

Five thousand, is that what you meant?

I did. I meant "Five thousand."

Sold.

Fifty thousand.

Shall we start?

No. You know what? No.

I changed my mind. We're cl...

Fear potion.

Now, what in the world

would you be afraid of?

Public speaking.

You know what I'm afraid of?

Enlighten me.

Nothing. It's boring, really.

See now, I know that you have a code.

And I also know that I

haven't done anything wrong,

so unless you're gonna put

a gun to my head, get out.

You know, you're right. I do have a code.

But I'm also not leaving.

What do you want a

memory potion for, anyway?

Are you hunting a witch?

To help an old friend.

But a word of warning to you.

If you get injured in your memory,

you get injured out here.

Which means to say that

if you die in there,

you will also die...

I can't die anywhere.

I have to make a

disclaimer for my insurance.

Bottoms up.

Say "Witch hunter."

Witch hunter.

Be nice.

"Remember your death."

What did you want me to see?

Kaulder!

Kaulder.

Kaulder, wake up.

Well, hello, witch hunter.

I was yanked out of a memory spell once.

My mind was scrambled eggs for hours.

You know, people shouldn't

root around in their past.

Some things are best left forgotten.

Ah...

You cursed my friend.

Your friend,

he lasted about five

minutes longer than most.

Doesn't take much balls

to get in a bar fight

when you can't get hurt.

Too bad your mind isn't as tough

as the rest of you.

No more bar.

No more memory potions for you.

Breathe.

Breathe.

After 800 years, you've run out of time.

Death is coming, witch hunter!

You are the monster they say you are.

Damn you! This place was all I had!

Chloe!

Grab my hand!

Nice view.

Just hold on, kid.

I promise I'll find who did

this and break the curse.

Kaulder! Come see this!

I've got the FBI database online.

Stop, go back one.

Continuing.

No, not him.

Stop.

That's him.

But why doesn't he want

me to remember my death?

Born Baltasar Ketola.

Goes by Belial. Finnish national.

He's the one Ellic was working for.

The one who cursed Dolan?

Every generation has to be given

their chance to destroy the world.

Yet most of us aren't like him, you know.

We're the same as you.

You may look like us, but you're not.

You've got magic in your blood.

Magic that can do very bad things.

We were interrupted back in your bar.

- Oh, yes.

- I have to try again.

Yes, my bar!

Where everything I cared

about burnt to the ground.

But I'm not blaming you for destroying

my life or anything.

I'm just making an observation.

An observation on how

you destroyed my life.

I'm leaving.

Look, I don't like it any more than you do,

but if you help me, I

promise to keep you safe.

I'll need more Snowdonia hawkweed

to mix another memory potion.

Miranda, the girl who works for me,

has a pretty good stash.

Um, I'll text her.

Thank you.

Belial had red soil on his jacket.

Red soil?

Analyze this and see what we get.

Of course.

It's Miranda.

She's a cat person.

Hey! Hey, there.

No, I'm not dead yet.

Right, so when she gets here,

don't make any sudden moves, okay?

Don't make eye contact.

Or talk.

Whoa.

Sorry.

This is it here.

No, it hasn't sprouted yet.

How many witch hunter

discussion groups are you a part of?

"Genocidal immortal fascist..."

So that's what you

witches think of me, huh?

What is it that people

know about us, anyway?

That we have green skin

and like to wear pointy hats,

and that we're mean

and got burned at the stake in Salem?

Salem was wrong,

and those women innocent.

But what if those women

really were witches?

Would it then have been okay?

See, I remember thinking

if it was me found guilty,

no one would care.

I would.

The hawkweed's gone. It's gone.

I mean, someone's taken it. It's not here.

Kaulder?

What?

- What?

- No.

Miranda.

Miranda!

You're too late, witch hunter.

She died badly, screaming.

Alone.

Just like you will.

You're gonna get who did this, right?

I'll handle Belial.

Good.

I don't know where else to

get the stuff that we need.

There is one place.

But it's old money, old

magic, and dangerous.

I'm sorry.

Kaulder?

Sonya.

Danique's been so busy,

I'm surprised that she agreed to see you.

I don't think she would have liked

the alternative.

Mr. Kaulder, you've made my night.

Please have a seat.

Where'd you rescue your little

friend from, a thrift shop?

- Little friend...

- Oh...

So tell me, what is this emergency?

What is it you just must remember?

He lost his car keys.

How much do I owe you?

Oh, nothing. You have a drink

with me. That's my price.

You know what I'm here for.

So many of us pretend to

be something that we're not.

But you, you've lived.

A man who's walked through history.

To have known Napoleon, Stalin,

Hitler...

No need to be nostalgic.

We have enough evil now.

They're not so different than you.

They used their power to change the world.

You can't change what you've done.

Kaulder! There's something

wrong with this plant.

You're here.

Kaulder...

Kaulder! Kaulder!

- Enjoy paradise.

- Kaulder!

Kaulder, it's smoke. Don't...

Look, Daddy. Look!

They're flying south for the winter.

Kaulder, listen to me.

You are in a trap and

I need you to wake up.

You're not gonna find any answers here.

The longer you wait, the

harder it is to get out.

Kaulder. Kaulder.

I need you to wake up.

None of this is real.

Kaulder, you are in a trap!

Come back.

Kaulder, if you don't wake up right now,

we are both going to die!

Wake up!

Chloe...

This isn't real.

Kaulder! Wake up!

Pull the car into the alley

and throw him in the trunk.

We're going down in history

as the ones who beat the witch hunter.

Come on.

Get out.

Burial dirt.

Nothing more powerful for dark magic.

What does Belial want with it?

Who?

"Remember my death."

What is it that he doesn't want me to see?

Stop! Please.

Belial didn't tell me anything.

I helped him get the dirt.

I just took a little bit for myself.

He has tons of it.

Please?

Thanks for the drink.

You are a traitor to your kind!

You know what I like about thrift shops?

Everything in them is old.

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