Universal Soldier: Day Of Reckoning Page #2
and pay for their sins!
The day of reckoning!
In the club,
you looked at me like
you didn't know me.
Do you know me, John?
Yes.
What's my name?
Fantasia.
You don't remember
anything, do you?
No.
Something happened to me.
the hospital for this.
You remember where I worked?
Where I spent my days?
You drove a truck.
Picked things up down by
the dock near the club.
Some of my customers
work over there.
The last time we saw each other,
tell me how you remember it.
We spent the night
before at your place.
You've been to my house?
It's not exactly a house.
More like a shack
out on the river.
Do you remember
how to get there?
I think so.
Anybody else know
about this place?
I don't know.
Okay, finish the story.
You came by the club,
sat in the corner
and watched me.
Same as always.
Drinking whiskey.
After my shift, I go to change.
And on my way outside,
I hear yelling coming
from the parking lot.
By the time I make it outside, you
were already into it with some guy.
It all happened really quick.
I scream your name, but
you wouldn't stop.
You were just pounding this guy.
He couldn't fight back
and still you don't stop.
Even the bouncers were
afraid to get involved.
I scream your name.
Finally you stop.
You go to your
canard you take off.
The guy wasn't moving.
This is the last time I saw you.
Why do you think I did that?
Because he looked at me.
Come here.
Come here.- Agh!
Come here.
Daddy?
I can't sleep.
There's monsters.
No-ooo!
Are you alone?
Yeah.
What happened?
Are you in trouble, John?
My head injury,
it's not getting any better.
In fact, it feels like
it's getting worse.
I can't remember anything.
That's gonna take some time.
No, it's more than that.
I'm seeing things.
I'm seeing things that
aren't even there.
What are you seeing?
Him.
Deveraux?
How many of these
visions have you had?
I guess two.
Over the past three years,
a number of our agents
have disappeared off the grid.
Now, we assumed that they have
been kidnapped or killed.
And then in June,
one of those agents was spotted
on a surveillance tape
taken at the docks.
He was with a man that we
believe to be deveraux.
The prevailing
theory's that deveraux
had brainwashed
him, among others,
and he's... he's forming some
sort of separatist group
that's operating out
of these parts.
What's that got to do with me?
We heard that the individuals that
have had contact with deveraux
are experiencing
similar visions.
He may be using some kind
of mind-control technique
in an attempt to
access your psyche.
I can feel him watching me.
Look, he may be.
And if he is, we will find him.
Thanks for talking to me.
John.
If you go looking for deveraux,
he'll find you first.
Get him, come on, get him!
This is it.
You wait here.
I'll be back 10 minutes.-
And what if you're not?
Wait another 10.
Your buddy kept calling,
asking if you'd picked
up your sh*t or not.
Kept calling and calling.
But I guess he won't
recalling any more.
Where is my sh*t?
Where do you think? Bring
your truck around.
I don't have the truck.
But I wanna take a
look.- It's all there.
Yeah, I wanna take a look.
Take a look. I
don't give a f***.
Where'd I take the
last container?
Why are you asking me?
Just tell me where it went.
I don't know...
Down river, up river.it's
not my problem.
Hey, man, look, this is between
you and Mr. caste llano.
I just work here.
And where ismr. Castellano?
Where he always is.
He's in his office.
And he would know where
the shipments go?
Nothing goes up the river
unless Ron castellano says so.
Good. I want to talk to him.
I don't think right now is a good time.
I don't...
I don't know if... you
know what I'm saying?
Okay.
Oh, I'm sorry.I'm sorry.
How you've been, John?
Make yourself at home.
You make him scared too, John.
That's when he's most dangerous.
Yeah, I'm more careful now.
You can see that.
I keep an eye on things.
My shipment, where's it going?
If I knew I wouldn't
tell you, but I don't.
I never did, John.
You made sure of that.
I let you take your
containers up my river.
I didn't ask you where
you were going.
I learned my lesson.
You don't know anything, do you?
You're like him.
If someone leaves the
room for 20 minutes,
you'll forget they exist.
This man.
You know him?- Go
f*** yourself.
Take it easy.
What difference
does it make, yeah?
What more can you take from me?
You tell me who he is.
Why don't you tell me?
He's your f***ing
boss, not mine.
Your container was sitting
there collecting dust.
It made us wonder.
So we took a look at your
buddy, that little worm.
But we kept an eye on him.
Hey, I got all the
time in the world.
Every morning
when they're emptying
my piss bag,
barrel of a shotgun.
But a gun, it don't allow these
little moments of bliss...
To get you through your day.
You're f***ed.
You're f***ed, John.
You're f***ed!
It's not safe here. We
need to find that cabin.
You remember where it
is, right?- I think so.
It's on highway 15 west...
F***, no, wait. Is
it 15 or is it...
Get down!
Hold on.
Oh my God.
He's right there! What
the f*** are you doing?
Ah!
Come on.
Get back.
Look out!
You guys all right?
Hey. Hey!
John.
I was trying to remember
what you looked like.
It started off... Better, but...
I don't know.
After a while...
It got harder.
I can remember now.
So what are you? My brother?
No, we're kind of like
the same sort of thing.
But maybe they made you better.
You mean Isaac?
Yeah, I think that's his name.
So you killed him.
It was you?
Everything?
Yeah, I killed him.
I had to.
Do you work for him?
I get up every morning,
I go to work.
I come home, I go to sleep.
The next day... repeat.
Feels like a life,
but I'm not sure.
Something feels strange.
Then one day I got sick.
I can hear this voice in my head
telling me that I
gotta find him.
Telling me that I
gotta kill him.
So I go.
And I find him
and then he shows me the truth.
And my thoughts?
They're not my own.
He shows me where they live...
In here,
tracking me.
And then he sets me free.
So now I'm with him.
Isaac.- ...Isaac.
Yeah.
I gotta get some
container from him,
take it to the docks,
send it upriver.
So I do as I'm told.
I always do.
Then I met you.
And that's when I
realize I'm not free
and that I'm just
a slave to him.
So I leave him.
I don't think I was
supposed to meet you.
No.
I'm different than you.
I had a family... A
wife, a daughter.
I can remember.
The memories...
It hurts, doesn't it?
Yes.
Go to him.
He'll help you forget.
Go to the river.
They'll come for you.
I knew you'd come back.
Now I can make it go away.
John?
John.
John, stop it!
You're just like me.
It's okay.
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