Vampires

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Hows it look?

Like another New Mexican shithole.

A perfect spot for a nest.

Lets hit it.

All right. Gio.

- Everything set?

- Ready, boss.

We think weve got a nest inside this place.

Figure on at least six goons,

maybe more.

Chances are well find a master.

Rule number 5:
If you find the nest,

you find the master.

He wont leave it on its own.

It is strictly by the book today gentlemen.

Questions?

Lets get to work.

- Ill do it, boss.

- My turn.

Anthony.

Easy with that door.

Slow and easy.

Sorry, boss.

Jesus!

- What was that?

- I dont know.

Wake you up, Montoya?

Relax. Dead body.

Bled out and cold. Been here a while.

Dead body.

Bled out and cold.

Suck it up.

- Get her off!

- Hold your fire!

Now fire!

- What?

- I dont know. Hang on.

Whats going on in there?

Deyo, dont leave me hanging.

What`ss going on?

We got a live one.

Female goon.

Well save her for you.

Open wide.

Stick her!

Take her!

- We got a fish! Go!

- Go for Montoya.

Were losing him!

Reload.

Sh*t!

- Catlin!

- Safety on.

- Got it?

- Clear!

Oh, Lord.

Reload.

Come on. Right here.

Die!

F***ing die! Die!

Not only ugly, he smells bad.

Give me the radio.

- Everybody okay?

- Yeah, boss.

Weve got another one. He`ss dead.

Send in the cable. We`lll hook him up.

Give me a minute.

May her souI and all the souls

of the faithful departed...

with the mercy of God

rest in peace.

Amen.

Nothing like a little head,

eh, Padre?

Okay, boys, time to mop it up.

Deyo, Ortega, Bambi, upstairs.

Catlin, Anthony and Davis, basement.

Enjoy the barbecue, baby.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight...

nine!

Goons, man! Thats not

a bad day`ss work.

- Thats my lucky number.

- You`rre the man.

What is it, Jack?

Is something wrong?

Yeah. Where was the master?

- Want us to check the house again?

- Hes not there.

Do you suppose theres

another nest somewhere?

Sure as hell better not be.

All right, lets get out of here.

Thank you for your help.

Ive spent the last two weeks running

whores and buying liquor for this bunch.

- When the hell they gonna leave?

- Were clearing out tomorrow.

I cant say I`mm sorry to hear it.

You get that package from us?

- Yeah, I got it.

- Good. Then youre happy.

You all work together?

Thats right.

What do you do?

We kill vampires.

I briefed Rome. Theyre wiring a payment

to the Monterey account.

Cardinal Alba is flying into Santa Fe.

He wants to meet with you tomorrow.

- Tomorrows my day off.

- Jack, not anymore.

Listen, what do you figure happened

to the master?

I dont know.

The master wont usually leave a nest

filled with goons.

What says hes still in New Mexico?

He could be anywhere by now.

Why would he run? Its not like

he knew we were coming.

Really, what do you guys do?

Im not kidding.

We kill vampires.

Catlin, tell the lady what we do

for a living.

Kill vampires. Hunt them down,

kick the sh*t out of them.

Right.

I know how you feel, baby.

Nobody believes in vampires.

The thing is, we know vampires

are stalking the earth.

We also know theres a God.

We just dont understand Him.

Nice party.

Yeah.

Youve got something

other than me on your mind.

Feel like telling me about it?

I was looking for something today.

I didnt find it.

That can be a real pain in the ass.

Maybe you should try looking

somewhere else.

I can tell you where

you might want to start.

Youre right.

I shouldve been looking

in a whole different place.

Why dont you get me something

to drink...

and we can meet

back in your room.

Thats the first good idea

I`vve heard today.

Deyo, give me a couple beers.

You are magnificent!

Have I ever told you that?

- You better slow down, Padre.

- No, no. Im not drunk.

Really? Are you on acid?

Doesnt it feel beautiful?

Something youll never forget.

I know I wont.

I think were out of beer.

I think we ought to knock over

a liquor store.

Why not?

I dont give a sh*t anymore.

I got beer.

I got beer in the other room.

F***ing people. I dont know why

I gotta take care of everybody.

And you. You dont go anywhere.

I got plans for you.

Jack Crow.

- Wait. The pickup.

- Keys!

Come on! Come with me.

Did he bite you?

Wait. Wait. I can use you.

Come on!

Leave the b*tch. Shes dead anyway.

Take her. I can use her. Go!

Step on it, goddamn it!

- Hit it!

- Im going!

- Hes right behind us!

- Come on, go!

Shoot him!

You okay?

Can you walk?

You alive? Come on.

- What are you doing?

- Shes going with us.

- He just bit her.

- She hasnt turned yet. Come on.

Shes on her way.

Its under 48 hours. The telepathic

link with the master won`tt hold.

So what? After that shes going

to start receiving his thoughts.

- Seeing what he sees.

- Exactly.

Like a surveillance camera, so we can

find him and shove a stake up his ass!

Im gonna use this piece of sh*t to get

to the master and to who tipped him off.

We were set up.

He knew my f***ing name.

- Who the f*** set us up?

- I dont know.

But I want the son of a b*tch.

Can you walk?

Wake up! Can you walk?

Are you with me?

Come on!

Do you hear me? Well?

F***, yes. This aint my first time

to dance. Let`ss go.

Hey, cowboy.

- Can I help you?

- Yeah. Im gonna borrow your car.

- Just say, "Help yourself. `

- Say what?

Shut up or Ill blow your teeth

out the back of your head! Back off!

Help yourself.

Much obliged, partner.

Get in!

Take her to Apache Springs,

Plaza HoteI.

Hole up there.

Ill find you as soon as I can.

Dump this thing and take the jeep.

- You cant bury them all.

- Get going.

I need to talk to you.

Were wasting time.

Rule number 7:

Never bury a team member by yourself.

- This comes under special circumstances.

- The whole teams been slaughtered!

- I can handle it!

- Bullshit! You know better!

Got any ideas?

Yeah. Kill the whore, bury the team

together and head back to Monterey.

- If you want to pull out, go ahead.

- I didnt say that.

Somebodys changed the rules.

We gotta do whatever it takes.

Less than 11 hours

until the sun goes down.

If youve got something else to say,

spit it out!

Yeah, Ive got something else to say.

Don`tt take too f***ing long!

I get nervous when youre not around.

I need a room.

- For how long?

- A few days.

Its $375 a week...

plus $25 for your cable TV.

Whats the f***ing total?

Its $400.

Is that your girlfriend?

No, its my f***ing mother.

Give me the key.

Come on. Take my arm.

Wake up, will you?

Lets go.

Jack Crow.

Cerritos and 14th in Santa Fe.

Need immediate pickup.

None of them.

Im alone.

Dead.

Sources close to fhe investigation

report all bodies were decapifated.

The remains of the heads...

were found buried a mile away

from the murder scene.

The number of confirmed dead

now stands af 19...

with police still combing the ruins

of the motel.

Well be standing by all day

to bring you any further updafes.

Forget it.

Ah, Jack.

Come.

Please sit down.

Whos this?

This is Father Adam Guiteau.

Father Adam is in charge

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