The Traveler Page #4
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- 2010
- 96 min
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I'm sorry, honey.
- What happens?
I don't know
Mr. Nobody.
His confessions. Every time he confesses it comes out.
What are you talking about?
- He kills us with his confessions.
Jesus Christ
Why do torturers, caps?
Why fire load execution squads, but a gun with blanks and the rest?
Why turn the knob to three people, and has only one power?
So no need to live with the guilt?
No, because of superstition.
In England ...
where the executioners to the guillotine work
even though their faces hidden behind a black hood.
Once they go home, barricading themselves behind the door, and hide.
They hide their victims.
Why?
Because they believe that their victims condemn
and come back as invisible spirits in the middle of the night.
Even now they cover their faces. Their identity.
Why they felt so strongly. Because nobody to be.
It gave them freedom of ontastbaren.
- And the lifter was one of them?
Yes. He uses his cap of invisibility. The hunters of the shadow.
And he's come back to pay us to work for what he had done.
And we let him go through that door.
- But we have him executed.
And if we did. Deny it.
You got us involved. You make sure we come out.
That's enough. Enough! What do we do?
What do we do?
When I was in Desert Storm Sat ...
we were attacked. And hard. Believe none of those stories that Sadam guys gave up.
But our commander told us ...
that it no shame to retreat, if you were strongly opposed to Dex.
I saw what you say.
We're going to fight back tomorrow, right?
We're pushing the patrol car back, well, come on.
Come on!
We push him back.
Reverse, Jeannie.
What am I doing wrong?
- Put the hood.
Try again,
Run it again, Jeannie.
- Come on!
He does not.
- Damn!
Ready to hear my confession?
That is horrible.
Coming.
Jeannie, persist! The door locks.
Open the door, Jeannie.
She had long blonde hair, blue eyes.
I could not wait for her to suffocate.
Jeannie, tame the door.
I don't know
- This is your last chance. Danny, she is still alive?
Listen, I'm guilty.
- No, I can do it!
Jeannie, pull it over his head!
Pull it over his head.
Tell me where she is.
I don't know
I know you have seen in the same spot where she had last been seen.
Go back lie, Jeannie.
You are about to take a nice tour of the Devil of darkness to get.
Poor girl, the forces of darkness you have claimed for themselves.
Come on, motherf***er.
Christ. "
You know what, stranger. I can do what I want and you know why?
Because you're a nobody!
No solid surface under your feet. No friendly neighbors to cheer you.
Jeannie, go down!
Jeannie!
Now you are between the gallows and the insane silence.
On the way to the silence. Other silence.
Jeannie!
... You hope nobody whispers.
You are by the forces of darkness attacked.
The lightning attack from the rear of the nothing has come to bury and kill you.
Poor girl. She lost her head.
Pine ...
Pine!
Pine, what do you think you do?
- Shut up! They're all dead.
I will be ass bastard!
- Pine!
Were you me?
Time for the next confession.
You can not hide in the dark.
The shadows. Beware the shadows.
The next victim never saw it coming.
Who did this? What's going on?
Pine!
What the f***, man? Save him!
Turn around! Where is she?
Again. Help him up!
- Where is she?
Look up my friend. Look up.
Do not do this.
- Tie him up!
Do it around. An eye for eye, tooth for tooth.
Another one. I can not save.
I can not see anything.
- I've got my eye.
eye for an eye
Are you ready to hear my last confession, Detective?
Let him who is without, cast the first stone.
Stay away from me: Stay away!
You can not escape. All roads lead to me.
Leave me alone!
You can not hide in the darkness.
I told you so.
All roads lead to me tonight.
Where it all began and where it all ends are.
Confession time.
I confess!
I confess that I wanted, I confess, right?
I confess I'm an innocent man was assaulted, okay?
I still have a confession.
I was not innocent.
Have you done it?
Yes.
Hey, little girl.
No?
Did you do it?
-I heard that she was jumping rope.
Hi.
- Hi.
What do you have a beautiful cat.
No?
Her name is Shining.
- Shining, that's a pretty name.
I also have a cat, would you see?
- I have to go home.
Daddy!
Daddy!
who did not have to kill you.
Have you found her locket?
- I've thrown away the medallion.
A bum ...
a stranger ...
So you're guilty.
- I'm afraid so.
You have sworn his innocence.
- What did you expect?
Why?
Why kill us?
- Revenge.
I waited until I was released and the only thing I had dreamed of revenge.
Do you have any idea how powerful a dream can be, if you can not escape from?
Takes a life of itself.
Dirty bastard.
My last victim was Detective Alexander Black.
He was a righteous man.
He loved his children. We will miss him.
See this? My little girl gave me a pin.
excuse me
I am no longer able to hear your confessions.
Detective Black, you're dead.
- Yours is an impenetrable darkness.
I see you as a man at the bottom of a pit is where the sun never shines.
There are not many tears for all the misery that have worried.
You are surrounded by death.
Strange that I should accept this unforeseen partnership, this .....
choice of nightmares that have forced me here.
Because these men invited.
That evil and greedy phantoms, filled with hatred.
What ... Who ... Why?
I wanted to come earlier but I was scared.
I love you
- I have come to help you, Daddy.
I can hear you.
That's a bad man.
- Yes, that's it, honey.
He makes me afraid.
No?
He can not hurt.
Are you going to stop him, Dad?
I wish I could do that.
- You can.
Like so many others.
I walked through the valley of the dead and became the Shadow of evil.
How?
How can I stop him?
Please, dear. Please tell me how I can stop it.
He does not like his name. He does not want people to know it.
He hides. He hides in the shadows. There he is strong.
no one makes him strong.
- I know his name.
Lay
that
eddy
Well, look who decided to come play.
Stanley Harperton.
That's your name anyway, is not it?
How?
Stanley Harperton, child killer.
- Stop.
Killer.
- I can not.
Coward.
- Wait ...
Sorry, I can not hear you.
Thank you, Daddy. I love you.
I gotta go now.
Mary ...
I love you, baby.
Very much.
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