Wishmaster Page #2

F*** you.

No. F*** you.

I hope you die, you sack of sh*t.

I hope you die, and I hope you

float down the gutter

so I can f***'n piss on ya.

Bald headed baboon.

Piss complected afterbirth

to a Chinese gang banger.

Educated idiot!

"I own the sidewalk."

"I pay taxes"

I got your taxes swinging.

I tell you what to do with your taxes.

And I hope they poke a

hole into your kidneys

when they are heading up

towards your throat.

I hope you rot in hell.

And that goes for your...

Who is that?

A friend, perhaps.

Tell me...

Do you really mean those curses

you hurled so freely?

Damned right I did.

What would you do

to have them come true?

A cigarette and a handshake

is about all I got right now pal.

Not quite.

You have a soul.

That, I'd trade for a shower and a jug of Jack.

Then the death of your enemy would consider a bargain.

You really are f***ed up.

You know that?

But I do like the way you think.

Indulge me then.

What would you have happen?

Give it some thought.

Enjoy it.

He should only get cancer.

Should only get cancer and die.

As you wish.

Welfare checks. Food stamps.

And another thing I...

Hey buddy, you Okay?

- You okay?

- I do not know.

Let her. Let her...

Let her go.

Was it worth it?

Run, insect.

Run and tell those you will,

what you will.

Tell them there is something

loose in their city.

Something which feeds on wishes,

but tell them quickly.

while you still have a soul.

Hey.

You're not enjoying it.

Put it out.

I am really sorry about Josh.

I know how close you guys were.

No, we were'nt as close as he wanted,

and now it's just to...

Alex. Listen to me.

What happened to Josh

is not your fault.

I think it is.

What?

There was something...

...weird, in the opal.

I think that was what exploded.

I think what I gave Josh is what killed him.

Do you have any idea how

crazy that sounds?

Yes. I know exactly how crazy it sounds.

That's the problem.

Do you, um...

Do you want me to call Dr. Montiglio again?

No.

I'm fine.

I'm just upset.

You're not just upset.

You're imagining things,

just like the last time.

This is nothing like the last time Shannon.

Why don't you go to bed?

I don't want you to worry.

Can you can the "Big Sister Act"

for just one night?

The fire was years ago.

You got me out. Okay?

I got you out.

I didn't get mom out.

I didn't get dad out.

Not "Didn't".

"Couldn't".

Could not. Not your fault.

Just like Josh, it's not your fault Alex.

You really gotta stop

blaming yourself,

or the whole f***ing thing

is gonna to start again.

The therapy, the nightmares, everything.

No, it isn't.

It's nothing like last time.

But something's going on.

Something bad.

I'm gonna find out what it is.

Ready to play, Alex?

I can smell your fear.

I'm looking for a dock worker

named Etchison.

- That's him over there.

- Is that him?

Mr. Etchison?

Sweetheart, you can call me

anything you like.

Please. I don't have time for your games.

Well that's a damn shame.

'could be fun.

Oaky. Let's talk about the opal.

The jewel?

I don't know what you're

talk'n about.

That's odd. Your friend Clegg knew

exactly wat I was talking about.

I don't know him either.

I think you do.

Middle aged guy, runs a pawn shop.

Ratted you out at the first snip of a lawsuit.

Alright. What's the deal?

Are you a cop?

No. And we don't ever have to involve

them if you tell me where you got it.

Out of that statue. After the accident.

You must have seen it on the news.

It killed a guy.

The Beaumont piece?

How the hell should I know?

There was some guy who had

bought it. Yeah.

Hey. Like, give me a couple hndred.

Did I get f***ed?

Royally.

Alexandra.

How nice to see you again.

Mr. Beaumont, I am so sorry

about what happened.

Yes. Irreplaceable.

One of a kind.

We are talking about Ed Finney,

your assistant, right?

Oh yes.

Yes of course.

Well, if you are not too

broken up about him,

I'd like to ask you a few questions

about the sculpture.

Anything you wish.

Well, the newspapers seem more concerned

with the details of the accident

than a crane operator and such.

- That drunken swine.

and less concerned about

the details of the statue itself.

Was it bejeweled?

No.

No, undecorated.

A likeness of Ahura Mazda.

One of the few to have been made

after the Islamic conversion.

I tell you what. Here uh...

Let me show you something.

You'll be interested in this,

I think.

Any new treasures at the auction house?

Geez!

A**hole!

Gotcha.

Wow.

My room of t Lost Gods.

Once worshipped, now...

...forgotten.

Every culture of ancient history.

See that?

Down there.

That was the space reserved

for Ahura Mazda.

Yes, what exactly is Ahura Mazda?

It's the objects I collect. Alex.

It's not theologies they represent.

But for what it's worth,

he was a monotheistic diety

So he was a god of good then.

Certainly.

Interestingly though, legend has

it that, uh, the opposing force

if you will, is actually his own shadows.

So, in a way, he himself was

the source of evil.

There's someone at the University

I'd like to put you onto.

A very smart woman. She has done some

catalog descriptions for me in the past.

She could be of some help.

Provided you catch her in a good mood.

Hey. Who's the teacher's pet, huh?

Why the hell are you working

in the dark man?

Wait a minute. Who are you?

What the f***?

Oh my g...

Am I to understand this is not

something you wish to see?

Uh huh.

Very well.

My eyes!

My eyes!

Oh my god.

I can't see.

I can't see.

You bastard!

My eyes!

My eyes.

Alex.

Alex!

Alex! Raymond! What's the matter?

Sorry.

I don't know what happened.

You fainted.

Can I get you a drink or something?

Some water?

No.

No. I'm fine.

I guess I'm just under a lot of stress,

but I'm fine. Honestly.

Honestly?

I hope you'll be well enough

to attend my party.

What it was, to celebrate my acquisition.

Your boss, Mr. Merritt

received the invitations.

You and your charming sister

should be most welcome.

Well thank you. I'd like to,

but I think I may be busy.

...little more...

Little more.

Hold on.

- Ah. Back two feet.

- Okay professor.

Good. Good.

That's good.

I told the Dean's office that the

paperwork would be there tomorrow.

I'm Busy.

Okay. Good.

I think you are mistaking

me for someone else.

I'm Alex. Raymond Beaumont must

have called you, about me?

Oh yeah. What an insufferable prick that man is.

Still, it's not your problem.

Unless, of course, you're

stupid enough to be working for him.

No.

Or sleeping with him?

Eh-huh.

No.

Oh good. Well that establishes your

discerning good taste.

A little...uh...no, no no no no.

That's not gonna work.

Up stage.

Uh huh? What can I for you?

Absolutely nothing at all, until I

can get your full attention.

I like you.

I'm just interfering here anyway.

This is a, uh, co-production.

Folklore department. That's me.

Drama department. That's not me.

As soon as Professor Benson gets here

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