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- This is just great.

Shit!

- It's loose, I'm sure of it.

And Marilyn's disappeared.

No, not since Thursday,

but her sister has
been snooping around.

I know.

You just find Marilyn and let
me worry about the sister.

Shit!

- Bartender.

- No, no, 13's an
unlucky number.

Anyway, it's time to close.

- I don't need jokes.

I need a drink!

- That's it, lady.

Tear your ass or
I call the cops.

- Charlie, 223, 24.

Whoa!

Let's go, come on.

- But all I want is a drink.

- No problem, I keep
a bottle in my car.

For emergencies.

- Well, why didn't you say so?

- Let's go.

Will make
contact with a registered voter.

10-4, roger.

Copy, 21.

Got a band forming.

- Look, we read all the signs.

We had to hold a ceremony
and make the offering.

We need the protection.

The Oracle said...

- She might be wrong!

I mean, we've always been able

to control these
things before but now.

I don't know why we
conjured in the first place.

I mean, how do we know these
destroyers really exist?

-E.

X-

22, 20.

What, what the hell
does that mean?

- Goddamn it, I hate
it when that happens!

- Exodus, chapter 22, verse 20.

"He that sacrificeth
unto any God"

"save unto the Lord only, he
shall be utterly destroyed."

Great.

-And then if you hold a mirror
up, you can't see nothin'

'cause they don't have a...

A 'flection.

- There ain't no
vampires, Barney.

And quit trying to scare
me or I'll tell my Mom.

What was that?

- Nothin' 'cause there
ain't no such thing

as vampires and monsters.

If you boys can't be quiet,

you'll have to come inside.

- It wasn't us, Mom.

It was in the garage.

- Shit.

- |\/lorn?

- Barney, you boys
get in the house.

And lock the door.

- What did I do?

NO!

- Oh God.

Hello?

- Officer Berkley,
this is Sandra Curtis.

I think you helped me home last
night, and I just wanted to.

- Who is it, Nicky?

- Work.

Yes, I remember.

- Well, I hope so.

You put me to bed last night.

- Oh, of course I remember.

How are you?

- I've been better.

I just wanted to call
and say thank you.

You probably should have
put me in jail.

Uh huh.

- That's why I'm calling.

I have this problem and I just
thought you might want to...

- I don't know if I...

- Look, I know
you don't know me,

but you cared enough
to not put me in jail.

And I just thought
you might want to.

- Okay, I'll meet you downtown.

At the bar, noon 30?

Bye.

- Who was that, Nicky?

- How's it goin'?

- Not bad, considering
last night.

Was it raining?

- No.

The sprinklers came on as
you were crossing the lawn.

- Afternoon, what can I get you?

- A draught of beer please.

- Regular or unleaded?

- Regular.

So, what is this
problem of yours?

- It's my sister.

She's disappeared,

and I'm afraid something's
happened to her.

I thought you might be
able to help me find her.

- You don't want the police?

- No, not the police, just you.

I want to hire you
while you're off duty.

- Why haven't you
called the police?

- I have.

They found her car,
but that's about all.

They don't seem to
be getting anywhere.

How long's it been?

- It's been five weeks now.

- Look, I'd like to
help you, really.

But even if I had
the time, I don't...

What about a private
investigator?

- I've already seen
a couple of them.

Look, you're probably very busy.

I'm sorry that I bothered you.

- No, wait.

Don't go.

Let's have another drink.

- I feel so stupid.

I keep having this
horrible dream.

Marilyn and I walking on
the edge of this high cliff,

and the edge slips
away and it drops,

1000 feet, straight down.

Marilyn slips.

She starts to slide.

I reached out to her,

but it's too late.

We both knew she
was already dead.

There was nothing I
could do about it.

The look in her eyes.

Yeah, it says everything
we don't have time to say.

That she's gone.

- Lieutenant Foley.

Lieutenant, Berkley.

I'm gonna take my
vacation time this week.

Yeah.

Well, you know I got...

I could take two weeks.

Goddamn it!

No, the fucking
coffee burned me.

I just got some stuff to do.

Well, you know what?

Well, fine, Lieutenant,
you do what you gotta do.

I'll see you in a week.

- You've lost it.

- It was your idea.

- You're the Oracle, you
should know what to expect.

We wouldn't have called it up...

- If you idiots had
followed the conjure,

if you had waited
until the right time,

if the moon had been right,
you'd be in complete control.

- She's right, and
now we're stuck...

- Look, we gotta do something.

Shit, the goddamn thing
is who knows where,

and how we are we
supposed to control it?

- Hey, fuck him, why
did we let you in?

Wait!

We have a problem to solve.

- Hi.

Did I wake you?

No, did you find my surprise?

- No, your brownies have
a weird effect on me.

Hang on, Connie.

Shit.

Connie?

Connie?

Connie, what is it?

- This report is
pretty thorough.

They found her car out of
town, it had a flat tire.

They found a cigarette butt
beside the car, a Viceroy.

- Yeah, that was her brand.

- What about her
friends, a husband?

- She was never married.

- I don't really think she
had a lot of close friends.

Aside from me.

- She traveled a lot?

- Yeah.

She went just about everywhere.

She freelanced for a
couple of magazines.

You know, the last
time I helped her pack.

She had a gun in her suitcase.

A big automatic.

- Hi, I'm with the APS delivery.

I've been trying to
deliver this all week.

Could you accept it?

- Sure.

- This is Ms. Curtis's
sister, she can take it.

- Alrighty, thanks.

You have a good day.

- I always feel guilty
opening other people's mail.

- Come on.

- Well, look at this.

Hm, it's from a jewelry company.

It's been out being cleaned
and having a chain fixed.

Yes.

This is the one she always wore.

But I never really
looked at it before.

What kind of writing is that?

- Beats me.

Looks like Russian or
Hebrew or something.

You don't know what it is?

- No.

She just always wore it, kind
of like a good luck charm.

- Good afternoon.

Is Marilyn Curtis in please?

- No, she's not,
maybe we can help you.

- Are you a colleague of hers?

- Oh no, I'm Marilyn's sister.

Marilyn is out of town.

- I see.

Thank you very much.

When she gets back,
would you tell her

that Randy was in to see her?

- Sure.

- Goodbye.

- Well.

I guess I'm about ready
to pack it in for today.

Anything else you can think of?

- No.

I don't know what to think.

- We're not quitting, not yet.

She's missing, lots
of people are missing.

Maybe she has something
in common with them.

Let me check at work.

Computers are amazing things.

- Do you think she knows?

- I don't know.

Something's very wrong.

I think I better make a call.

You got the chalk?

- Yeah, yeah, I got it.

- How you doin'?
- Okay.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- You sure?
- Uh huh.

- All right.

- Off the rope.
- All right.

Oh Shit!

- Jesus!

- Don't you just hate it
when people aren't ready

when they say they're gonna be?

Pretty fast, huh?

I hope this is okay.

I mean, I thought
since we'd be sleuthing

I might as well be comfortable.

- It's fine.

- So, where do we start?

-At the beginning.

Which in this case is at
the bottom of the list.

I also read magazines
from back to front.

- No, she just run off!

Her and that dude
on that motorcycle.

Took my jewelry and $100!

- Well, Ma'am, did you
file a theft report

or could the man
have kidnapped her?

- Well, no.

She run off with him all right.

But I couldn't file no
theft report on my baby.

I love her.

- Thank you.

- Thelma.

Nah, I don't expect
to be seeing her

around here anytime soon.

At leastly if she's lucky.

Goddamn it!

But if you get a line
on her you let me know.

That's the police's job.

- Some list.

- Lists are for
checking things off.

So far it's a great list.

- God, what a sleazebag.

Mrs. Betty Thompson?

- Yeah.
- I'm Nick Berkley, Ma'am.

This is Sandra Curtis.

We'd like to talk to
you about your son, Jim.

- Come in, please.

You haven't any news, have you?

- Well, Ma'am.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Would either of you
like a cup of coffee?

Or some tea, I
just made some tea.

- No, thank you.

I, um.

- I would really love
some tea, thank you.

You mind?

You just leave me
out of it, Nick?

- Thank you.
- Sure.

- Mrs. Thompson, we don't have
any new information for you.

We're here on sort of a
followup investigation.

- Oh.

I see.

I understand from your first
report your son went climbing?

He and a Barry Todd?

- Yes.

They were pretty good buddies?

- Oh yes, ever
since kindergarten.

They both disa...

Please, can't you
tell me something?

- I'm sorry, Ma'am.

All I can tell you is
that we're working on it.

That's why I'm here.

I need to know where
they liked to climb.

Did they mention
a favorite spot?

- No.

Oh.

Wait.

Will you excuse me for
just a moment please?

- What do you think?

- I don't know.

- Do you think this
map could help?

That's the way they
planned all their trips.

- Do you have any leads?

- I really don't know.

I don't think so.

- That poor woman.

I hope they find those kids.

- Have a look at this.

This place is just a few miles

from where your
sister's car was found.

- How are we gonna get up there?

- Probably supposed to climb.

But I vote for taking the trail.

It's a lot farther but
a lot less straight up.

- Glad we picked the easy way.

- Me too.

I can see why they called
this their favorite spot.

- Hey, come here.

Look at this.

- I've seen this
somewhere before.

- Me too.

Pentagram.

It's.

Black magic.

- Like in books.

What can I do for
you, Officer Berkley?

- I'm interested in the origin
of a Hebrew inscription.

It is Hebrew, isn't it?

- Where did you get this?

- From a medallion.

You've seen it?

- I got it right here.

"Where?"

Where on earth did you get this?

- From the missing woman.

- When?

When did she disappear?

It's important.

- About five weeks ago.

- Date, what was the date?

- The 23rd.

- This is very bizarre.

- Well?

- Well, you're familiar with
the Bible, the Old Testament.

- Well, I...

- I realize it's
pretty hard to follow,

but this right here
refers to Yahweh.

Yahweh, is God's name.

I mean, his proper name.

You see, it was so holy,
you couldn't say it aloud.

He was referred to as Lord
or God or God of Abraham.

And this right here
refers to Moloch.

Okay, when Moses led the
Israelites out of Egypt,

the people of the lands
they traveled through

worshiped many gods, but one,
Moloch, was the most evil.

He demanded that his followers

perform vile and brutal
sacrifices, human sacrifices.

Men, women and children were
mutilated and then burned.

They were passed through
the fire to Moloch.

So, God spoke to Moses and said

that any man who sacrificed to
Moloch would be put to death.

Now, the person who
wore this medallion

was a destroyer, charged
by God to do just that,

to put the evil
people to the sword

and to save our
children from the fire.

- There is a way, you
fools don't even know.

You have no concept of what
and who you're dealing with,

but there is a way.

- So you know it all, and
you're supposed to be the one

that's telling us a||...

- I do know it all!

And I have my rewards
so you just better pray.

- Pray?

. Pray-

Pray that what you sought
does not destroy you.

And pray because I'm all
you've got to prevent it.

- Well, so what do we do?

- Well, now you've lost control,
but there's still a chance

if you take the medallion.

When you took her,
it was not found.

The beast will seek it.

And if you have it, you
may yet regain dominance.

- She wasn't wearing it.

We would've seen.

- No.

For once you're right.

It wasn't on her when
we made the conjure.

I made sure of that.

- So, we'll be safe
if we can find it.

If we can just...

- You were a snake in
your mother's belly.

All right, so now we've
got to get to the sister.

She's the only one that
could have the fuckin' metal.

- You do have some powers.

Use them.

- The whole idea of this
is absolutely insane.

What would anyone hope to gain?

- Well, in a lot of cases,
the Satan worshipers,

and witches and sorcerers
you may have read about

aren't actually disciples
of the evil forces.

But they're just trying
to use those forces

for personal gain.

- The end justifies the devil.

- Sure.

Bass boats, stock tips, sex.

Well, there are conjurers
in those books you mentioned

for everything, from
invisibility to virility.

- So Marilyn's books.

They were her
reference material.

Know your enemy,
that sort of thing?

- Hm.

Now, this is the
really weird part.

Whoever these people are,

the ones that painted the
pentagram on the cliff top,

it's as if they know
someone is after them.

See, the symbols Nick
described are part

of a very special conjure,
a very dangerous conjure.

- Professor, you don't really

believe this voodoo
bullshit, do you?

- Well no, I mean.

I choose not to believe it.

- The conjure.

- Oh yeah.

Well, they evidently tried to

manifest this protector spirit,
a kind of anti-destroyer,

a beast that would
supposedly protect them

from people like your sister.

If she really was
one of these destroyers?

- What do you mean manifested?

- Well, conjure it and then
provide it with a body,

a lifeless body that
it could occupy.

- Bullshit!

Jesus Christ!

- Are you okay?

- It felt like my
bones were on fire.

Shut the door, please.

- And lock it.
- Come on.

Professor, you go a
long way to convince a fella.

- What happened?

All I remember is
the lights going off

and then the lights
coming back on.

What was that?

- This is just in the books

and it's not
supposed to be real.

- What?

What is it, PJ?

- Someone is after you, Sandra.

Someone is after you
or that medallion.

And now they know where you are.

Dead.

- Well, the things
we're doing now,

we'll be dead in a month.

- So, you were alive
when we started, Oscar?

- I was content.

Well, we got most of
the things we wanted.

- We don't need this.

- You lying sack of shit!

You agreed along
with the rest of us.

It's them or us, Oscar.

Them or us.

- It'll be us if
we can't find it.

- Yeah, see that's it.

No one knows us,

and we brought it here so
where the hell is it now?

You said...

- I said not to call it
up until the proper time.

If we could only
find the damn thing.

- It'll come back to
us, we brought it out.

- We gave it legs.

But how do we stop it?

- I don't know if we can.

Some believe the Beast
cannot be destroyed.

- We'll see.

I think we all better
stay the night here.

Unless you avow, Professor.

- Of course not.

But I would like to get
some things from home.

- Yeah, like some hand grenades.

- Come on ladies,
we'll take my car.

- I think I'll stay here.

I'd like to read Marilyn's book.

- Oh no, you don't.

You've obviously never
seen any scary movies.

The first rule of
survival, never separate.

- I'll be all right.

I'll lock the door and
besides, I've got my gun.

- All right.

We won't be long.

But you've gotta get a bigger
gun and keep it beside you.

And don't unlock the
door for anybody,

until I give you
the secret knock.

- The secret knock?

- It's me, Nick, open up!

Got it?

I think so, hurry back.

Fillmore.

Come on, baby, I know you
can hear that can opener.

Come on.

Come on, Fillmore.

Come on, baby.

It's your favorite, tuna.

Fillmore.

Fillmore.

Come on, baby.

Fillmore.

Come on, baby.

Fillmore.

Come here, baby.

Come here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Fillmore!

Where the hell is that cat?

Come here, baby, Fillmore.

Come on.

Come here, Fillmore.

Come here, baby.

Where are you?

Fillmore.

Fillmore, come on!

Last chance, Fillmore.

You stupid cat.

Oh, oh!

Oh God!

Oh my god, that's my.

- There's a cat in your freezer.

- That's my cat!

That's Fillmore, oh my god!

You're kidding me.

Bastard, get him out!

- Come on, let's go.
- Oh my god!

Why would anyone want
to do that to my cat?

- To scare you probably.

To let you know
they can get to you.

What I am is mad.

If they think that
this is gonna stop me.

- Jesus, what the
fuck is going on?

Oh my god, no.

- What on earth happened?

Did you...

- I think I'll
tell you tomorrow.

Right now, I need
to get some sleep.

And a drink, or maybe
the other way around.

I've had a busy day.

- Okay, almost got it.

We need to rinse this.

- Turn around here, by the sink.

- No, no, no.

Not the sink, no.

You need to have that
disposal checked tomorrow.

- Well, here, go
get the bandages.

- I'll clean up in here, Sandra.

- What do you think he
meant about that disposal?

- I don't think I want to know.

You did lock the door, right?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

- You can have the back bedroom.

I'm sorry, it's
probably pretty dusty.

- Oh, dusty, don't
worry about it.

I'll feel right at home.

I didn't want to believe Marilyn

was dead, but deep inside
I guess I knew it was true.

I had seen our grandfather die.

He seemed so strong.

But in the end he was terrified.

I vowed never to go like that.

But I couldn't help but
wonder about Marilyn.

Get down, eagle.

We got a couple rounds.

The eagle has landed.

We copy on the ground.

"No!"

- Goddamn it!

- No, no, no!

Nick, Nick!

- Nick!

Nick!

- Nick, drop it or we kill her.

- Yeah, you get back, boy.

You better drop it, boy.

- That's right.

You drop that gun!

And you tell me where
the fucking medallion is.

Drop it.

- How many?
- There were four.

I thought I killed one
in there, but he's gone.

And this one and two
more in the bedroom.

- They got away.

Ian thinks he winged one of 'em.

- I'm going to call the cops.

- You won't have
to, the neighbors.

What you do have to do
is think of a good story.

We can't hang around.

A story?

- Nobody's gonna
believe the truth.

- But...

- Oh god.

No.

No.

God!

- Does it hurt much?

- Oh, you know it hurts.

God, it hurts!

- You'll have fond
memories of this pain

if you ever have to face it.

It'll tear your heart
out in a whisper.

You'll feel the blood
boil in your veins.

And before you can draw
another breath, you'll die!

- I know.

I know, damn it.

If we'd had guns,
like I told you.

- The knives have power.

They might've even
attracted the beast

- if they attracted you...
- Yeah, if.

Knives aren't shit
against shotguns.

- Jesus, it was awful.

- Yeah, I thought they had
us in that parking lot.

- Shut up!

Just shut up a minute.

Next time, we'll be ready.

And next time we'll
have it under control.

- I just can't believe the kid

allowed this perfectly rancid
odor to permeate our building.

- Son, like I told you before,

there can't possibly
be anything down here.

Oh look, it's only
pipes and boilers.

And cleaning.

Come on, Skippy, let's go.

- I do have quite a nose
for these things, you know.

- Oh, Jesus.

Goddamn, Skippy, you weren't...

No, not Jesus.

- What?

- You'll have to
excuse the mess.

Would you like some coffee?

It'll be just a minute.

The spare room has its own bath.

You can put your stuff up there.

- Okay-

Who's there?

Randy Sternman, we met earlier.

I thought we'd better talk.

- Have a seat.

- If I'd acted sooner, we
might've saved your friend.

It's the nature of my work.

We can't afford to
make our move too soon.

I don't want to
sound too ungrateful but

who the hell are you?

What did you say to the police?

- I am the police.
- I realize that.

What did you say?

- I lied.

What the hell could I tell 'em?

What were you
doing at Marilyn's office

the other day?

- I've known Marilyn
for about eight years.

She was a good friend, Sandra.

I promise, there
will be retribution.

An eye for an eye.

- Precisely.

That was her business,
Marilyn's and mine.

You see, we deal in
a separate reality,

and I don't expect
you to understand it,

but you must realize that
what we do is essential.

Evil is our reality.

It's our job to combat it.

And I can't allow
you to interfere.

We're at a turning point.

Suddenly we found
ourselves on the defense.

And before we realized what was
happening, Marilyn was gone.

Hello?

It's for you.

- Yes, Ian.

- How'd it go?
- Very well.

Oscar decided to
give up his buddies.

He wants $2000 and a
plane ticket to Rio.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Ferris called, they're
moving as a precaution.

No, he wouldn't say.

He thought it was
best we didn't know.

- So where are they?

All of 'em?

Very good.

- Right.

45 minutes.

That's it then.

- I gave him carfare.

But I stuck him with the check.

- We have every
right to go with you.

They killed my sister.

They killed PJ and they
tried to kill us too.

"I'm sorry."

- Well, don't just stand there.

- Suppose you don't stop it.

Suppose you can't,
what happens then?

- You better pray it
doesn't come to that.

- Well, are you just
gonna stand there

and let him go by himself?

- Shh.

They've got it
at the Redstone Hotel.

They'll be there by.

- I'll phone the dispatcher

and get some cars
over there right away.

- You can't do that.

What would you tell 'em?

Besides, I want to go with you.

They murdered her, Nick.

I have to see this through.

- You sure they're still there?

- I had my brother hide
them, they'll be there.

Put this on.

Hurry!

Now all we need is an edge.

- How deep did you bury 'em?

- Too damn deep.

Oh Shit!

- What?

- This was a full
case last summer.

That worthless brother of mine!

Here.

Shit.

Well, goddamn.

What now?

- I know, I know.

Hold this, hold this.

I'm Nick Berkley and
we'd like to book.

- Don't give me that stuff.

I've read about people like you!

Now get away from my car!

The respect
police officers command.

Come on, lady!

Only two damn grenades.

- Better than none.

By the way.

- Oh, it's simple.

Pull the pin, keep
a tight squeeze

on that handle
till you're ready.

Then throw it as far as you
can and get behind something.

The handle's spring loaded,

so once you release
it, get rid of it.

By the way, you can't toss
those things far enough

to be safe, so do
duck behind something.

- How's the time?

- No problem.

- You two start off that
way and I'll go the other.

We'll meet back here
and take the next floor.

- How much?

About a mile.

- Where the hell is it?

- You stupid shit!

You were supposed
to keep track of it!

"Me?"

- It's in the elevator shaft.

|t's going UP-

Ready?

Sandra.

- Marilyn?

Sandra, help me.

Sandra, help me.

- Goddamn it!

Woo!

I can't take it.

Ready?

- Fancy meeting
you here, dickhead.

- Nick!

- It's no use, you're gonna die.

- Oh, come on.

Shit!

Run, you fucking bastard!

What's the matter,
can't you handle it?

Come on out and face
me, you asshole!

Or do you have to
sneak up from behind?

- Are you frightened, Sandra?

If you are, maybe you should
sing that little song.

The one that you
would mouth, Sandra,

when you were small and alone.

When you were frightened.

You remember, don't you?

Now, you're dead.

"No!"

It's me.

Thank God you're all right.

No!

- No wait, you're dead.

I saw you.

- No, it's me.

See, bulletproof...

- Bullshit!

Say, say the Lord's prayer.

- What?
- Say it?

- Um.

Um, now lay me,
no, that's not it.

Wait, I know this.

Heavenly father,
that's it, that's it.

Heavenly father.

Shit.

- Oh thank god.

Let's get out of here.

- Wait, now I remember.

Our heavenly father,
who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now and at
the hour of our death, amen!

No, that doesn't sound right.

♪ I don't want you to take me

♪ I don't want you to take me

♪ No please don't take
me through the fire

♪ If you'll only believe me,
if you'll only believe me

♪ You'll see reality
through the fire

♪ I can't stand it without you

♪ I can't make it on my own, no

♪ Here's the evening
'cause if you leave me

♪ You know you'll take
me through the fire