Wishmaster Page #4

- Hello.

- Miss Amberson

It's detective Nathanson.

We need to talk.

There was a guy here looking for you.

I think...

Only you can end their pain Alexandra.

Only you can free them.

Patience, friends.

Patience.

Hi, Uh... Can I come in?

The stone is charged. It's charged with

people's souls, fed with their fear.

And the Djinn is after me.

I need to know what the hell to do.

Alexandra, this is the 20th century.

Don't you think all that sounds

a little unlikely?

Would you like something to drink,

by the way?

No.

Thank you.

Well, I would.

This is a nice cabinet, isn't it?

Your boss would really like this.

My boss? I never told you who I work for.

You didn't?

Then how would I know?

Maybe Beaumont mentioned it?

Oh, yeah!

He did.

Let me explain.

You are obviously looking for some piece

of magic. Some spell

to get rid of this hypothetical Djinn

that you're talking about. right?

Yes.

They certainly existed.

- You are cold?

- No, I'm fine.

Would you like me to put the heat on?

No. Just please continue.

Alright...

Where was I?

Oh yeah! Spells, sorcerers.

Alexandra.

You were born into an age of reason

and an age of science.

All the sorcerers are dead

and all the spells lost, to time.

But the Djinn itself.

The Djinn, if it existed.

Would be all there was.

Imagine that.

The only magical thing

in a rationalist world.

A vulnerable world of disbelief.

Where no reason would ever rescue you.

Nor Science save you.

He would have a fine old time.

Wouldn't he?

This is no joke.

No, it's not funny.

Are you hungry?

I'm not hungry. I'm not thirsty.

I'm not...

Why do you keep trying

to do things for m...?

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm just a little tense.

I guess.

But I'm fine.

Alright.

Where were we?

Oh, yes.

No spells.

No hope.

If there's no hope. No magic.

I'll have to rely on myself.

Match wits with a creature older than time.

Match wits with a prince

of the Dark Dominions.

Pit your tiny 20th century brain

against one that walked

the spaces between the worlds,

and trod the wings of angels

beneath his concrete feet.

Oh Alexandra, you're a delight.

Really. You are.

I'm glad I can amuse you.

Oh. I hurt your feelings.

I'm sorry.

Let me make it up to you.

What can I do?

I must be going now.

Sit down!

Please.

Sit down.

Where's Wendy?

Bedroom.

But I wouldn't go in there if I were you.

Messy.

I needed her face.

You killed her?

Actually, I can't kill anyone.

Not unless they wish me to.

Your research should have told you that.

She didn't wish to be dead

You lying sack of sh*t!

I showed her my true face.

Her reaction wasn't very flattering.

As a matter of fact,

she got down right hysterical.

I merely asked her if she if she wished

to be released from her fear.

You're a dangerous person to know,

Alexandra.

Your scientist friend. Your boss.

The policemen. Wendy.

By the bye.

Where is that tasty little sister

of yours today?

If you harm Shannon

I kill to you.

Spare me child.

Behold my true face.

Oh my god.

Yes.

The sh*t just hit the fan. Didn't it?

Let's get this over with, shall we?

Make your wishes.

Three wishes Alexandra.

Doesn't that intrigue you?

Just a little?

Anything you want.

- Anything?

- You ask for anything

I must grant it.

A trip to the moon.

A visit to Cairo Egypt.

What happens if I wished you dead?

Why, how remarkably original

Alexandra.

I'll tell you what.

I'll give you one free wish.

A sample. Get you into the

spirit of the game.

Alright. I want you to destroy yourself.

Blow your brains out.

RIGHT NOW!

Very well.

That which is eternal cannot die.

But if it's any consolation sweet Alex,

that hurt like hell.

Now.

Make your three wishes.

I always tell my girls

to know their opponent.

So...

I think I will, make a wish.

Good.

I wish...

to know what you are.

What are doing?

Granting your wish.

You wish to know what I am.

To you, I am this.

The cry of the abandoned child.

The winter of the whipped beast

I am the face that stares back

at you from the shadow

do you mirrror?

The hollowness, at the heart of all

your hopes, Alexandra.

I am despair.

Sh*t.

'careful what you wish for.

So. How do you like me so far?

I didn't wish for this.

You're supposed to be outside.

You're not supposed to be here.

I am bound by that which I bind.

Contained and by that which I contain.

This isn't what I wanted.

Well then. Word your

wishes more carefully.

Oh Alexandra. You left

your sister all alone.

Not to worry. I'll find her and

keep her company.

Don't you go near her.

I mighr have to.

You know how persuasive the

pain of loved ones can be.

No.

Stop me then.

Wish yourself back.

I wish I was in my apartment.

Right now. Without you.

Shannon?

Shannon, where are you?

We got to get out of here.

Alex. Waited as long as I could.

Gone to Beaumont's party.

Join us if you can!

Shannon.

Two wishes in. We're so connected now.

Wherever you go, there I'll be.

Wherever you are, I will find you.

F*** YOU!

Going my way?

Excuse me ma'am. Ah..

Is your name on the list?

You have got to help me.

This guy is crazy. He's dangerous.

He broke my window.

He is trying to kill me.

Excuse me sir.

Is Mr. Beaumont expecting you?

I asked you a question.

Sir.

Am I expected? Yes.

I wouldn't be here, if it weren't

for Mr. Beaumont.

Well that sounds good.

But it doesn't sound like an invitation.

I don't care what it sounds like.

Step aside.

Let me make this real simple for you.

If your name isn't on the list,

you don't get in.

I've dealt with your type before.

Mister, you've never even

met my type before.

I am going through that door,

and you will not to stop me.

Is that perfectly clear,

doorman?

Doorman? The name is Valentine.

Johnny Valentine.

You remember that when they ask

how you lost your eye.

Forgive my brassness.

My eagerness for the end game has skewed

my judgement. I'll make you a deal.

I don't make deals.

What else do you have to do?

Tonight.

Keep a**holes out of parties.

And what about tomorrow?

Surely you are not telling

me this is all you can do.

Nor all you ever have done.

It certainly isn't all you ever wished for.

Tell me the truth. Don't you grow weary

of this job, day in and day out?

Wouldn't you like to escape to

a more exciting profession?

What the F*** does that have

to do with you?

Everything.

Take the chance Johnny.

Answer the question.

Would you like to escape?

Yeah.

As you wish.

Houdini did it in two and a half minutes.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Shannon?

Sorry.

Alex, I didn't know you were com...

What are you doing?

I'm trying to get you outta here.

Come on. We gotta go.

Get the hell off of me.

Shannon. We have got to leave now.

Trust me.

No. Trust me. you obviously haven't

seen Beaumont's new friend.

You remember the guy from

the basketball court?

Shannon.

Shannon!

...and I was at Cindy's party, of course,

the one where they served the

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