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THE BLEEDING

Stay with me.

Lina. Lina.

Monsters.

They killed her.

They killed her right
in front of me.

There's nothing you could
have done to save your friend.

Nothing.

What is your name?

I don't even know your name.

Black.
Shawn Black.

Shit.

- Well, were they close?
- Not close enough.

No matter what happens,

keep this rig moving.

3 DAYS EARLIER

This war started long
before I was around

and it will continue
long after I'm gone.

This is good and evil shit,

straight out of the Bible.

It began when the good
angels kick the bad angels

out from heaven,
sent them down to Earth

where they would wage
war against mankind

until the end of time.

This enemy has been
personified in many forms

of the righteousness.

I was about to become part
of an upside down civilization.

A place I was invited
into where my parents

coolly murder it by this
ruthless enemy.

I was kept alive
and for what reason

I do not know.

I had a brother who was
killed where we both

fought in Afghanistan.
He was murdered

and his body disappeared.

Before he left this
cruel world he manages

somehow sent
me a forewarn.

It was a name and an address.

That would be the
beginning of a pursuit

of whom I was to become.

Calm down, Mister Black.
You are in the hospital.

- What hospital?
- You're at Reverton Memorial.

You were brought in late last
night. You have to relax.

Where are my clothes?

- You're scaring me.
- Where are my clothes?

In the closet.

The Police were here.
Want to talk to you.

- They will be back.
- Get up!

In what condition
to leave?

Losing your entire family,

takes a hell of a
chunk out of you.

I was on my own now

and it was time to man up.

I had to start all over again.

My dad and I loved cars.

The collecting
them was a passion.

My poor mother,
she never understood it.

That's, eh,
that's mothers.

What are you gonna do?

She was Irish and my father Italian.

With that combination,
I didn't know what to do first,

get revenge or get drunk.

I needed to do both.

Relax, Black.

You know, I'm really
sorry about your folks.

Your daddy was a good man.

Your mom too.

You know,

I went to high
school with her.

Lena.

Look at that car.

That's some car.

What do you think of that car,
detective Williams?

What I think,
I gonna not asking again.

- We had it yesterday.
- Yes, we did, boy.

But hey, I can always be
babelian and tease. Can I?

I'll see you in the car.

That's my father's car.

He waited a long
time for it.

Never got a
chance to drive it.

That's a shame.

I think when you
enlisted though.

I mean, no.

Your daddy work as asshole
full time in Afghanistan.

I mean, your brothers, one of them
MIA, that was tough, wasn't it?

And having the both of you
gone like that though.

He was kind of just left to...

count his days.

Just counting the days.

You know, this is an official
way of things here, Black.

And then there is a good old way.

As long as a good citizens rive
near on, you won�t get hurt.

And that little nurse,

she's one of good ones.

- Message heard.
- Good. Because I just think,

that there some things, Black,
we never talk about it, you know.

But those things,

they can kill you.

Cops.

They might be necessary,

but I trusted that clown,

the baddest boys
who can throw me.

I always believe if you
need something done,

you just gotta take
care of it yourself,

Otherwise, it always
turns out the same,

too many chiefs, and
not enough Indians.

I still had no clue what
happened to my brother

when we were in battle.

And that was
very unsettling.

The Liny sent me and the
lighter which was used

to decimate
my parent's bodies

was what I have to go on.

How do you know this Tagg
character is a hostile

or a friendly?

But I was going in
heavy to find out.

- Can I help you, sir?
- Is Tagg around?

Tagg? Tagg who?
What kind of name is that?

Is Tagg around?

Are you fuck with me, boy?

I said that nobody
here named Tagg.

If I was you,
I'll get my fucking ass

out of here right now.

Are you kidding me?

What you gonna
do with this?

You are fuck now, boy.

Kavna, fucker.

Kick him again.
That's it.

Hit him. Hit him.
Hit him.

Kick him.

Hit him. Hit him.
Hit him.

Enough!

Slayer.

I smell a slayer, Tagg.

Is this the evil magic
you been up to?

Kill that bitch.

Shoot that, bitch.

What the hell is
going on?

We don't have much time.

Get me out of this thing.

Shot gun.

Shot gun!

Fucking things are
worse than termites.

- Who are you?
- Tagg.

Came in a nick of time.

Don't worry
about those guys here.

That crazy bitch,

that's my old lady.

I tried to warn her.

She want to know too much.

She want to know everything.

She want to find out.

I guess she found out.

Man, this is a whole world of
people you don't even know exist.

Thinks, that can't
be explained.

Like this?

Exactly.

What was that
thing down there?

Vampire.

Most people think a
vampire is you think of

Brad Pitt chasing Tom Cruse
around in tights.

Clearly not the case.

Things are parasites.

They hunt alone,

think a hug people
by themselves.

Homeless people,
wanderers.

People at the wrong place
at the wrong time.

But every 120 years

a king is born.

Hatch from the soul of a
damn warrior, killed in battle.

The beast rises to lead
an army of vampires.

That's a chance it'll fail.

The army soul intention is to
consume and destroy mankind.

They ain't call the Black
Plague for nothing.

This king, name is Cain.

He's out of Afghanistan.

He's here to ensure
an evil kingdom of vampires.

In order to succeed in this quest,

Cain must eliminate the one
thing that stands in his way.

Slayer.

Slayer?

What are you talking about?

Oh, get this.

He knows that you are the slayer.

Dead body slayer.

Stop the crazy talk.

I'm just looking
for the son of a bitch

that murdered my brother.

Well, that son of a bitch
is in the low country.

I had a friend down
there, Father Roy.

He'll help you out.

Man, I want you to take this.

- What's so special about this?
- Silver.

Slimy bastards hate so.

I've seen in a couple
of scam bags eats shit

might shock a guy.
Not me, not anymore.

I'm pretty good
at reading people

and Tagg seems
like a legitimate guy.

He called me
a vampire slayer

and although not too sure what
the fuck he is talking about,

I am a soldier

and in a slaying kind of mood.

So, however high you
gotta stack 'em, so be it.

He knows, you're comin'.

I have to go so bad.

Holy crap,
is that a Shelby?

- Is it Super Snake?
- Yeah.

Hi.

- Lina, I have to pee.
- Go.

I don't wanna
pee by myself.

You are the one
has to go.

God, you are such a bitch.

What are you doing
driving a Super Snake?

You know, they only
making a 1000 of them.

I know.

- Your name is Lena?
- Yeah.

How do you get your
hands on one of these things?

I heard it is impossible
to run a list.

It was tough.

My brother, he would
absolutely shit...

Jane, are you okay?

The fucking sink squirted
water all over me.

Oh, my God.
You're such an idiot.

Why does he have a gun Lena?

Lena, let's just get
hell out of here.

Lena, let's go. This whole
thing is scaring me.

Do not deny
me, my brother.

I'm here with your reward
for helping the slayer.

But I got some
for you too.

Good all fashion
ass kick.

Don't worry.

I'll make you divine.

Black River city.

The heart of the
low country.

Looks like a hell of a good
place for showdown to me.

Don't know what the fuck
you are talking about.

Connie Stuart. She's
just down the hall

from me at the dorm.
She told me about club Mortem.

She said to come here
to the Purple Eye

and someone might be able
to bring us some passes.

- Jenny, let's go.
- No. I'm not gonna miss out on this party.

Club Mortem is the
hottest club ever, Lena.

I'm not gonna miss
my chance to go.

The day that bitch Connie
Stuart get's to go

and I don't.
Cold day in hell.

You're Johnny, right?

- Please.
- Jenny.

- I want to smell your panties.
- Whoa, take an easy, tiger.

Sick freak. Jenny, are
you sure you wanna do this?

- Pin head?
- Yeah.

Are you ladies looking
for deliverance?

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Next stop, Tagg's friend.
Father Roy.

Talk about putting
parishioners to sleep.

Seems like this guys
entire congregation,

was resting in peace.

Shit.

- Nice going, baldy.
- My name is Black.

- I lost.
- You done playing games?

I'm looking for father Roy.

Well, if he owes you money,

you'd have better luck getting it
from one of these daisy pushers.

That's great.
You know where he is?

Dude.
A guy name Black's here.

This is father Roy?

Dude.

Dude.

Totally busted.
You're not snoozing.

Glasses.

- You have a car?
- Yeah.

- What is this?
- Shelby.

Doesn't get much
better than that, does it?

Oh, shit.

Where are you going?

Time for breakfast.
You buying.

Hey, Crash. Keep
an eye on fort, ok?

You got it.

- You're picking up the check, right?
- Yeah, I got it.

Fine.

Hey, honey.
Come here.

What do you need?

Everything that's
really good but

can I get some jam?

Hold on a second.

Peach jam.
Peach jam.

- Man, she's got a nice ass.
- I heard that Father.

I guess right about now,

you wondering how
come I haven't asked you,

what you done here, right?

- Cross my mind.
- Listen.

Being the man of the
cloth and all that,

I kind of get to know
people pretty good.

You don' strike me
as a type of guy, that

buy holy water

or solicit me for a divine plant,

which is nothing
more than a weed.

You also don't seem
like the kind of a sucker

to buy a bubble headed Jesus

with little red tears falling
down his face in full color.

In fact,
what I do think,

is that you're the kind of
guy who only shows up

when the shit's
about to hit the fan.

That kind of guy who's gonna
show up, and when he does

the body counts gonna go up.

That's the kind of thing
that I want stay far away from.

So, I really appreciate all the grub.

A very nice gesture on your part

but I'm gonna eat it by myself.

And our business is over.

Before I go, jump on this.

I'm jumping on this.

Try that.

Everything is telling me,
not to pick up that piece of paper.

Curiosity is always
one of my downfalls.

Father Roy - Black
is a vampire killer...

A slayer! It's in his blood.
The time is right

to kill Cain.
Tagg.

- Time to "va manos".
- Don't you want finish your breakfast.

I lost my appetite.

Can I get the check, please.
Give it to him.

Walk or die, priest.

Beat it, mime.

Fuck you.

The other away.

Where you going?
Where you going?

How cool is this club
Mortem right down here.

Gee, I don't know.
I think we should head back.

Told you, this place
give me bad vibes.

- These perverts lives this too.
- It is pervs everywhere.

Let's just get the
car and go to the party.

I mean, priest
and the hooker.

I love this place.
It's crazy.

Come on.
Move.

I guess Cain must be quaking
in his boots right about now.

Quiet priest. Your mighty
slayer is dead by now.

Oh, maybe not.

Lights out, Chrissy.

Oh, shit. Ain't that the guy
we met in the road?

- The one with the gun?
- Yeah, that guy.

I got a bad feeling
about this. Come on.

Come on.

Trust me what I tell you.
All that bebs are bunch

- of fucking wannabees.
- I have seen that kind before.

They usually dress
up in all kind of weird

and freaky costumes.

What are you doing?

We need firepower.

When the day
of evil comes,

you will stand your ground

but you gonna need more
fire power than that.

It's in the Bible.

Some place.

Let me tell you I've been
waiting a long time

for you to get here.

That's the war wagon.

Look at that fucking thing.

It's bullet proof.

You being here
means one thing

Cain and all his pals
are getting ready to swarm.

Swarm?

Yeah, like a bunch of hornets.

Taking breeders making new vampires.

Inviting the good looking
ones to their evil little party.

Bet your bottom dollar that
party is going to be tonight.

This my humble friend, is fire power.

All these weapon
have been blessed.

The guns, the ammo,
the explosives.

Everything.

It's a vampires
worse nightmare.

I'll give a crash course
on this coffin dwellers.

Forget all that crap
you hear about them,

not being able to move
around during the day time.

They are a little weak,
but they are still

as dangerous as a rattle
snake. So, don't get caught.

Garlic is good, but I
don't like to get that close.

I prefer a
blessed hollow point,

right through the heart.

Crash, you like sun shots.
Don't you, Crash?

All we got to do is find
the hive and the coffins.

They can't survive for long
without their coffins.

You take them all out,
you get the whole cell.

Thomson.

My weapon of choice.

Take your pick.

Listen, I got to tell
you about something

and you probably not
going to like it very much.

You are the only
one that can kill Cain.

Why me?

Because he was
your brother.

My brother has been
missing for five years.

The man you knew as
your brother is dead.

Whether you like it or not.

What he is now is an all
together different thing.

He's an animal.

I know we've been trained to kill,

but is no way in hell,

he'd ever murder
like that monster.

Cain is not my brother.

He was your brother,
that's make you the slayer.

You're the only one
that can kill him.

You got to do it,
you got to stop him.

You got the same blood.
He got the king's blood.

Nobody can kill him
except you.

You and only you,
whether you like it or not.

I have enough
of this madness.

Screwing up, ha?

I'm optimistic. Okay?

Get the C4.
Every single bit of it.

If Black doesn�t like
to kill that bastard

we gonna blow that
place to kingdom come.

He looks ready, Crash.

Get the sword.

I'm sure your
brother was a fine man.

He was.

You know, God only ask for
help from those who can give it.

I'm ready.

Yeah, I think you are.

The sword of Dhamphir.

You gonna need that
to finish off Cain.

That fucking thing will
scare the shit out of them.

We got enough C4 to
blow that place to hell.

Trouble is, I need some better
information on the location.

- Who would know?
- One of the sickest,

weirdest fuckers I know.

Calls himself
Johnny the Perv.

I don't know, what the fuck
you talking about, man.

Oh, man.

- Tell us.
- Cain will kill me.

Go ahead.

Tell us or I'll kill you.

Club Mortem.

The old Vextel factory.

Should have guessed that.

It's a perfect place for Cain
and all of his pals to hang out.

It's probably where they
gonna deliver the coffins.

Okay.
This is Vextel.

Best way in is
through the swamp.

In the back.

Cuts through here

Cain will never even see us coming.

That's the entrance to the club.

Right there.

Couple of years ago,

back in 1982, 800
employees of Vextel

gassed to death, by
what was supposed to be

a non lethal gas.
This case it killed everybody.

The government
completely covered it up.

Never even made
the fucking papers.

If Cain was gonna
pick a place to have a club,

an evil place, well,
my God he did.

Right here.

Listen.

We gonna miss Wheel of Fortune,

we don't get the show on the road.

You're not going.

Neither is the kid.

Why not?

You've done your job.

You've blessed the weapons.

- You sure?
- If I'm the only one who can killed Cain

I'm the only one
who should risk dying.

- This is a suicide mission, dude.
- Yeah.

- In a way to put it.
- How are my odds?

All right then. Let me
send you off with a blessing.

I don't know how my
brother transformed

into this pure and evil king,
but if he is in fact evil

fuck him. He ain't
my brother no more.

He must have known
his prediction,

which is why he
put me on this quest.

So for my brother's sake,

I'll put it end to what he's become.

- Oh, my God.
- It's Club Mortem, it's right here.

Oh, my God. This is
gonna be so awesome,

- I've been waiting for this...
- Jenny. Calm down.

- Listen to me.
- Uh, you suck!

Alright, when we get in there
just stay close, okay?

Oh, my God. Pull up.
Pull up.

- Can you hold my phone?
- Okay.

Just have the plain
thing a second ago.

Good evening, ladies.

How are you doing?
Welcome to our club.

I have a bad feeling about this.

What the fuck?

That was great.

- Girl, you didn't even check...
- Oh, my God.

Cutting the bodies
with a meat cleaver?

This fellow's fucked.
I'm looking this guy face

was even worse.

Why so sad?

Your death brings me life.

Cain wants them
done tonight.

We must be ready to move.

Water.

Where is your date,
sweety?

- Thank you.
- I'm your date now, babe.

Yummy. Yummy, baby.
You smell good.

I got you. I got you.
It's over now.

- Head to the woods. Go north.
- No.

- Come with us, please. They'll kill you.
- No.

This end tonight.

Go.

There.

So, you came for
deliverance?

Deliverance.

- Once you enter your mind...
- Don't touch me.

I didn't want to touch,
my sweet child.

Looks like father Roy knew
what he was talking about.

There's coffins all over
this ungodly fucking place.

- Sweet child.
- Let go of me!

Deliverance.

Lena!

No! No! No!

No!

No!

No!

Jenny!

Come on Jenny!

- Welcome my brother.
- My brother is dead.

Soon you will be too.

I'm not too sure
about that.

Ah, she.

She... was suppose to be divine.

This is between us.

What kind the king or ruler,

if he wasn't willing to
die for his kingdom?

Now,

I might die here tonight,

but the kingdom won't go.

Let's go.

Black!
No!

People gonna let you
have all the fun.

Get the coffins first.
He's getting away.

He'll be easier to
catch without an army.

Watch your back.

You too.

Come on.
We have to go.

Come on.

Get down!

- It's okay.
- Oh, my God.

- We have to go.
- I can't handle it.

- You can.
- I can't!
- I cannot handle it!

Lena! You can do this.
But we have to do together.

All right.

Let's go.

Hey, priest.

Get back.

- They're after the coffins.
- Go.

- I want the priest dead.
- Yes, master.

Head for the truck.

I think they're pissed.

Take this.

Die, priest.

- You know anything about shotguns?
- Yeah.

- Load this.
- Okay.

You're hurt?

- Have you set the charges?
- Yeah.

It's gonna be gnarly.

I'm finished.

- Come on. It's time to go.
- I'm fucking finished.

Ah, give me cigarette.

This is supposed to be fun.

Fuck.

Stay with me.

Those monsters.

They killed her.

They killed her right
in front of me.

There's nothing you could
have done to save your friend.

Nothing.

You'd better
get out of here.

You better save yourself
while you can.

You stay, I stay.

God be with you.

What is your name?

I don't even know your name.

Black.
Shawn Black.

Shit.

- Well, were they close?
- Not close enough.

I want them dead.
I want them dead.

Sagan this.

- Grab the wheel.
- What?

- Grab the god damn wheel.
- Move it.
- Suit yourself.

No matter what happens,
keep this rig moving.

Bring it out mother fuckers!

Hey, Cain.

What a blood of kings to
runs through my veins.

You must die my brother.

The only blood that's
gonna run tonight is yours.

You're too weak to fight, brother.

Bye, brother.

Tonight we fight on
yours terms, my brother.

But the mornings comes
and with it my death.

When we meet again,
it will be on my terms.

My brother died on
the battlefield with honor.

The only way to deal
with a night like last night,

was to try not to
deal with it at all.

But that again, who am I kidding.

My destination was set.

Set on the path
of righteousness.

Scriptures says,

there is a time to
pick up the sword.

Well, I've picked up mine.

And I will defend
where evil reigns.