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I didn't kill your sister, bitch!

I'll see you in hell, Strycher!

Edward "Diablo" Santor, the State stands ready to execute you as charged.

Do you have any last words?

I've been framed.

But I'll come back to get even!

Let us pray for your soul.

Pray for your own Goddamn soul.

Oh, Lord, please forgive this sinner who fell victim to the demons inside him.

May the Lord have mercy on you.

This is Warden Jones.

Is there any reason why the execution of Edward "Diablo" Santor

cannot be carried out?

Thank you.

Hey, thanks for the lift.

Hey, you owe us ten dollars for gas.

- No problem. Bye. - Bye-bye.

Hey, my wallet's gone!

Lost lambs.

Hey, girl!

How'd it go?

Like Julia Childs roasting a turkey.

Well, at least that's over with.

Just keep an eye on his biker buddies.

And remember, no excessive force.

Rachael, I thought we agreed you'd stay with your Aunt Agnes.

Aunt Agnes is a senile old drag.

Daddy, I want to have fun.

You young people shouldn't be poisoning your bodies with alcohol.

Welcome to spring break,

the annual migration of the idiot.

Check it out!

It feels so good When you want it so bad

I've got a very nice room for you. It's lined with mirrors.

What?

Why do you think I need mirrors?

- Sorry. - Thank you.

How'd you like that doing squats on your tool?

Do you have a reservation?

Ronnie Rivera and "the" Skip Banacek.

You look familiar. Banacek.

Yeah, you're the guy who threw that last-minute interception

at the Orange Bowl.

Blew the National Championship.

It's still kind of a sore point.

Damn, I thought you had that game won.

Oh, my God!

Ha, fooled ya!

You jerk!

What's the matter? You can't take a joke?

Not bad, eh, Skipper? Huh?

Hey, don't let it bum you out.

By this time next year, nobody'll even remember who played the damn game.

I will.

Yeah, look, buddy, you gotta bury your dead.

That's the whole idea for coming here, huh?

One week of nonstop partying

guaranteed to blow away so many brain cells

you won't even remember your name!

Quit acting like such a kid.

Hey, remember when we found where our Easter baskets were hidden

and we ate all the candy?

How could I forget? We were grounded for a week.

I want every one of these used by sunrise Easter morning...

or I'm telling the whole school you're a bender.

It's alive!

Beaver scouting patrol leaves in five minutes.

What's this bullshit about body snatchers?

Somebody bopped the caretaker, made off with Diablo's stiff.

- How long ago? - Sometime last night.

Caretaker was fillin' in with dirt after the Demons gave him a big funeral.

We don't have enough worries without this ghoulish nonsense.

Probably some drunk breakers thinking it's a fun trick.

- It's sick. - Or Diablo's biker buddies.

He vowed he was coming back.

What do you mean?

Those were his last words.

What are you doing here, Reverend?

Visiting my wife's grave.

We don't need any spook talk going around.

I'll take care of those bikers. Leave 'em to me.

- Give us a lift? - Can you guys give us a lift?

- Are you going to the beach? - Whoa! Come on. Jump in!

- Let's go. - Thanks so much.

Hey, stop! Hey, stop!

Hi, you going to Manatee Beach?

You from around here?

Hey, look, maybe you should pull over.

I wanna get off!

Let me off of this thing!

I wanna get off of this thing!

We made bad love slow

Do it and I'm gonna be Cryin' in heaven tonight

Gonna do it slow, girl If it takes all night

Come on and take a chance Let's make bad love so right

Hey, sorry, dude!

Slow down, you damn idiot!

Oh, watch me explode

Hey, biker parking only.

I didn't see any sign.

I'm it.

Now move that toy before I trash it.

- Get a grip. - Hey, chill out.

Look we don't want any trouble, all right?

Get outta here before I waste him.

Hey...

stuff this, leatherhead.

Okay, beat it.

Come on, scram. Get outta here.

You and your mutts are barred from the beach until after spring break.

You can't bar us.

- This is our hangout. - Not until after Easter.

Get your asses outta here before I haul you all in!

Show 'em how.

You wouldn't happen to know who snatched Diablo's body, would you?

Yeah, I watched him fry.

He stank just like burning garbage.

You dirty son of a bitch!

You framed him, you-- you stinkin pig!

Go ahead. Let him go. I'll be happy to put him out of his misery.

You'll get yours, pig.

I never would for the crowd tonight

You wanna box in the cold moonlight

I love to watch you When you shake your tail

Get ready I'm on your trail

I love it!

This must be what heaven's like.

Get ready, ready to blow

Ain't nothin' gonna come Between me and my love

Get ready and put Your heart on the line

- Yo, babe. - Hold on.

What can I get you?

Two shots of 151 rum, a couple of beer chasers,

and your phone number.

- Light or dark beer? - Light, like your eyes.

You know, you'd be a lot prettier if you'd smile more.

Death in the family.

To brain damage!

Ain't nothin' gonna come Between me and my love...

Beaver patrol.

Hold the fort.

- Hi gorgeous ladies, how are you? - Hi. What's your name?

Hi. You're cute. Wanna take a walk with me?

No, thanks.

Come on. I'll be real good to you.

Fine.

Hey, don't you want that beer?

No, thanks.

Excuse me, sir. Do you have a quarter so that I can call my parents?

I hate to ask, but my pocketbook was stolen.

Well, sure, sure, honey.

You've gotta be careful with all these wild kids around here, huh?

Oh, thank you. You're a very kind person.

Yeah. Tell me, what school do you go to?

I had to drop out. See, my parents lost their business,

- and now I have to work. - Oh, that's too bad.

I was studying to be a doctor. I wanted to help all the poor people in our town.

Oh, now that's a pitiful shame, really.

Thank you. Have a nice night.

Yeah, now, wait a minute.

See, maybe if we-- You talk to me about it,

we can come up with a solution.

Well, you've been kind enough already. Thanks.

Oh, listen, I'm only too glad to help. All right. There you go.

Yeah.

Bye!

- Where have you been? - Out with friends.

You've been drinking and acting lewd.

I'm 18. I can do what I want.

Don't you care about your soul?

Look, I'm sick of being judged by your stupid morality!

Just stay out of my life and let me worry about my own soul.

Yes, sir.

Now that should be carrying you through the whole next semester, huh?

I don't know how to thank you.

Well, you just get your degree and help all those poor people.

I will, I will.

All right. Bye-bye, darling.

Bye.

So, you're biology majors?

Soam I.

Really? What school?

School of hard knocks.

Shark! Shark!

Shark!

Shark! Shark!

Get outta the way! Watch it!

Dorsal fin! Yeah, there it is!

Hey, don't shoot.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

You moron! Don't ever pull that again!

It's just a joke! Can't anybody take a joke?

What a horse's ass.

I'm going for a burger.

- My wallet's missing! - Mine too!

Banacek!

Hey, I got us in a game of touch.

Not interested.

Come on. Stop bein' such a wank.

Hey, I saw you in Sports Illustrated.

Tough luck about the Orange Bowl.

- I'm gonna go. - Yeah, right.

Sweet smellin' perfume

Skinny and mean

She's the kind of girl That could make you scream

The girl with the red dress on

The girl with the red dress Red dress

She's got a face of an angel And a body that screams

Mean 'n' nasty

Little girl, she's finding herself

That's how to make the good times roll

Little girl's actin' mean 'n' nasty now

Little girl's got a nasty habit

Gotta get her rock 'n' roll

The little girl's Acting mean 'n' nasty now

Mean 'n' nasty

Take you or leave you

She got you where she wants you

Let's spend the night together

We'll make it last forever

Look, Skipper, anybody can throw five interceptions in one game.

Testaverde, Elway, Marino.

It doesn't matter. I'm through with football.

Get outta here. You're a shoo-in to get drafted in the first round.

You don't understand.

All I ever wanted was to lead us to the National Championship,

and I blew it.

Oh, here comes the snub queen.

Hey, nice ass! Hey!

- You're eighty-sixed! Get outta here. - Bitch.

A tragic waste of bod.

Two more beers.

I'm going back to the room.

Oh, come on, buddy. Don't wimp on me.

It's not even dark yet.

And what about all those rubbers?

I'm sure you'll need all of them.

Okay, go ahead, be a drag.

Just do me one favor.

- What? - Remind me to call my mom tomorrow.

It's her birthday. And I plan to be brain-dead by then.

Gonna party slow, girl

If it takes all night

I wanna take a chance Let's make bad love so right

We make bad love so right

He needs someone warm and sympathetic to... drill his brains out.

Well, I didn't know they taught pimping in college.

Lezzie.

Well, every year we play host to over a hundred thousand

of our country's finest young people.

How many casualties have there been so far?

Oh, just a few scrapes and bruises. Right, Chief?

What about the breaker they found murdered outside the county line?

Well, that's out of our jurisdiction.

Make sure you get a good shot of our new City Hall.

We're mighty proud of it.

Thank you.

Excuse me, I'd like to know what's going on here.

Could you hold it for the camera?

Yeah, I'd like to-- What happened to this boy, exactly?

Now, you be sure to put this to your law school tuition, honey.

Oh, I will.

We're coming over first

To rock you

Howdy.

- You wanna get naked? - Go on, dickhead.

You.

You wanna get sloppy. You wanna bump short hairs.

I'm Ronnie Rivera. All Conference wide receiver.

- Gimme a break. Jerk. - How you--

Hey, stud!

What's shakin', mama?

You and me, babe.

All right!

Your place or mine?

I've got a place where we can party ourselves blind.

Bring it on!

- Come on, baby. - Okay!

Hey, hey, you gorgeous thing, you,

you don't worry about gettin' any diseases cause I got raincoats.

What are you doin' with my old lady?

Nothin'.

Then what are them rubbers for?

Easter presents.

I don't like guys who try to put the horns on me.

Then you shouldn't have such a horny old lady.

Well, we're gonna have to teach you some manners.

Those are some nasty cuts you got there, honey.

Son of a bitch!

Come on, biker punk.

Just you and me.

I'll kick your ass!

What the hell could've happened to him?

Probably spilled booze on himself and lit up a smoke.

Well, these burn marks match the ones on the murdered hitchhiker.

Jesus. Serial murders during spring break could ruin us.

Well, there were some motorcycle tracks in the alley.

Maybe it was Diablo.

That's not funny.

Diablo's dead. You saw him executed. Right, Doc?

There was no heartbeat when I checked him.

There have been documented cases where massive shock

can cause a catatonic, almost deathlike state

that can last for several hours.

Are you saying it's possible Diablo's still alive?

I'm saying it's a remote possibility.

Oh, Jesus, God.

Are you sure nobody else saw the body?

It was hid behind a dumpster.

Why don't you give him a nice, private funeral

out by the old phosphate mine?

You know I can lose my license for not reporting this.

You do me this little favor for me,

and I'll overlook all the pills you give your pretty beach boys.

- Chief, we got a 5-11 at Sunnybrook Mall. - Ten-four.

Breakers running naked through the Kmart.

Oh, Christ.

Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!

- Gimme a beer, quick. - You'll have to wait your turn.

I can't take this anymore!

Oh, my God!

What's the matter? Can't you take a joke, huh?

That's not funny.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry. It's just been a crazy day.

That's okay. I'm looking for my friend.

- Have you seen him? - No, not since last night.

He got pretty drunk after you left.

I need to find him and remind him to call his mom.

Well, I'll tell him if I see him.

Thanks a lot.

Bye.

Wait!

Hey, someone swiped our dough.

Son of a bitch!

Sweet smellin' perfume

Skinny and mean

She's the kind of girl That could make you scream

The girl with the red dress on

The girl with the red dress Red dress

She's got a face of an angel And a body that screams

Mean 'n' nasty

Little girl She's finding herself

And how to make the good times roll

Little girl's actin' mean 'n' nasty now

Little girl's got a nasty habit

Gotta get her rock 'n' roll

The little girl's Acting mean 'n' nasty now

Mean 'n' nasty

Take you or leave you

She got you where she wants you...

Excuse me. Where did you get that medal?

- From my old man. - That looks just like my friend's medal.

What a coincidence.

Don't breathe, punk.

Hey, this college puke was spyin' on us.

He must've followed me from the beach.

I'm looking for my friend. That's his medal.

You callin' my old lady a thief?

Just tell me where my friend is, all right?

We ain't seen him, and you're trespassing!

What's goin' on here?

We caught this puke trespassing.

They stole my friend's medal.

Get back to your own kind, college boy.

- But I-- - Now.

You creep!

I got a warrant here to search for Diablo's body.

We ain't got it.

Wouldn't surprise me if you dirtbags was orgyin' with his corpse.

You're a real bastard, Strycher.

Someday, I'll watch the rest of you fry.

Just the way I watched him.

Hey, Strycher.

Maybe he rose up from the dead to get you.

Can't believe my luck!

Bumping into a physical therapy student!

Well, I just learned a great new massage technique.

Thank you.

Fantastic, I feel like a new man.

Are you sure I can't help you walk down to the car?

No, no, no. I can make it, believe me.

That was some massage. I'll tell you.

This should get you that therapy table you wanted.

Oh, thank you so much.

Is someone there?

Who's in there?

You pervert! You slimy, peeping little pervert!

Come on!

Open the door, please. Open the door.

Open the door!

Help!

Help!

Please, open the--

Well, now, me and the boys Feel like getting into trouble

- Hello, Reverend. - Hello, Gail.

- Is my daughter in there? - She left earlier.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

- Something wrong? - That poor man.

He's the father of that girl who came on to you the other night.

Did you see my friend?

Well, I looked for him, but he didn't come in.

I found his medal.

Some biker chick was wearing it.

One of the Demons?

They're bad news.

They wouldn't tell me anything, but I think they beat him up.

Did you check the beach clinic?

That's where they take all the injured breakers.

- Where is it? - I'll show you.

Hop in.

- I'm Skip. - Gail Jackson.

Go Gators! How 'bout them Gators?

Yeah, Gators, baby! Yeah!

Do you see him?

There's the doctor.

Dr. Willet?

We're looking for a breaker who might've been beat up and brought here.

Oh, there's so many. You have a description?

He's six-feet, 175, was wearing jeans, a red tank top

with a blue and white shirt over it.

No, I really don't recall seeing anyone that fits that description.

Are you sure?

I don't believe so.

Excuse me.

Come on. We'll try the police station.

Stay here.

We had our purses stolen on the beach, and we know who it was.

He's about 5'3" with blondish hair.

He's wearing a baseball cap, a yellow T-shirt and surfer pants.

There's probably 20,000 breakers fit that description.

And we ain't got the manpower to haul 'em all in for a lineup.

- What can I do for ya, Gail? - We're looking for Skip's roommate.

He's disappeared.

Probably shacked up with some beach bunny.

No, one of the Demons' girlfriends was wearing his medal.

- Maybe he gave it to her. - No way.

Kidnapping's a serious charge. You better have some witnesses.

Wanna fill out a missing person report?

- Let's go. - Thanks a lot.

- What'd they want? - Looking for his missing buddy.

Hey, that's Banacek! The kid that blew the Orange Bowl!

Yeah, I dropped 50 bucks on that game.

Well, thanks anyway.

Sorry we couldn't find him.

Well, where to?

I better get home.

Go Gators! Go Gators!

That's a creepy-looking place.

Yeah.

My dad used to own it before he and my mom died.

Well, looks like rain.

Just what I don't need. The bar is gonna be insane tomorrow.

- Why do you work there? - I need the money.

Besides, this town isn't exactly booming with opportunity.

Then, why don't you move?

I guess ‘cause I've lived here all my life.

- Thanks for the ride. - Thanks for the help.

I'm sure he'll show up.

You live here alone?

My sister used to live here with me, until she was murdered.

One of the Demons did it.

- Did they ever catch him? - They electrocuted him the other day.

Look, I'd rather not talk about this right now.

- It's very painful. - Hey, I understand.

Would you like to come in for some coffee?

Thanks, but I better keep looking for Ronnie.

You, uh, working tomorrow?

Every day until break is over.

Mind if I drop by to see you?

- I'd like that. - Good night.

Good night.

Pigs! Your parents should be whipped.

Well, obviously he's been garroted.

Strangled by someone taller. They had to... pull up.

Could be whoever he was peepin' on.

Let's keep this as low profile as we can.

She's burned. Just like the other ones.

Get another ambulance down here, quick, and move all these gawkers back.

Okay.

- Don't move. - I have no money.

I don't want money. Just pull over. Pull over!

- Where's my friend? - I don't know.

That's a lie. Where is he?

He's dead.

How did he die?

- I don't know. - How?

They burned him and then beat him.

- Who did it? The bikers? - l really don't know.

- Where's his body? - Phosphate mine.

My God.

Ronnie, what did they do to you, man?

Why? Why?

You asked me to go with you. I'm sorry.

Why didn't I? I don't know. I let you down again, man.

I should have been there for you. I'm sorry I let you down.

I'm sorry. Damn.

You finish your eulogy?

Get that shovel and put that dirt back where you found it.

- Who killed him? - Don't question me, boy! Do it!

You'll wind up right beside him.

That your car?

Move.

Point this thing north for the county line and don't stop till you see snow.

You can't keep this covered up.

You try to stir things up, you're facing a murder charge.

You'd never prove it.

Bet me! I got your fingerprints all over this, boy.

Why don't you try to find the real killer?

You got 30 seconds to get outta here.

- Strycher. - Loomis here.

We need a suspect in these Killings, quick.

Don't sweat it. I got just the boy for you.

Go Gators!

You can't pull this crap on me!

- I didn't kill nobody! - Go tell it to the judge.

You mothers are framing me, just like you framed Diablo.

- Shut the fuck up. - Son of a bitch.

Hey! Come back here and take these Goddamn cuffs off!

Go Gators!

Another beer here.

Oh, thank God you're here. I'm bushed.

See you later.

A world gone crazy

I see chaos in the street

I see everybody searchin'

Feelin' incomplete

Now, I don't know the answers

But I don't let...

I almost shot you.

- What's wrong? - Someone on a motorcycle followed me home.

- There's nobody there. - l wasn't imagining it.

I believe you. I'm sorry if I scared you.

The chief of police ran me out of town,

and this was the only place I knew where to hide.

- Why? - I found Ronnie...

buried out at some old mine.

Oh, no.

The local officials are trying to cover it up.

I made that doctor tell me where they buried him.

He must've called the chief.

He told me that he would frame me for Ronnie's murder if I came back.

But why? Why don't they find the real killer?

I don't know.

So how did he die?

He... He had...

He had burns... all over his body.

But why would they try to cover it up? It must be because of spring break.

A gruesome murder like that could scare off business.

At least two other people have been killed.

And that girl staying at the hotel had burns too.

God. What are you gonna do?

Stay till I find Ronnie's killer.

You could stay here if you want.

- Thanks. - I'll go make up the couch.

There's been another murder!

There's been another murder!

- Oh, no. - Come on.

Oh, my God!

- There he is! - There he is! Oh, my--

Quick, somebody call the cops!

- Fooled you. - You jerk. You moron. You idiot.

You asshole. Go to hell.

Nobody can take a joke.

You jerk.

Where you goin'?

Who are you?

Let me go!

All right, now. Let's wet those willies out there!

Check 'em out, girls! Find out who the real men are.

Check 'em out, girls. Wet 'em down.

That's it! Let's separate the men from the boys!

Let's separate the worms from the snakes. Come on, now!

Come on, wet 'em down! Check 'em out, girls!

Gail?

Gail?

- Good morning. - Morning.

They arrested one of the Demons for the hotel murders.

But there was another killing late last night.

A breaker girl. Her body, what was left of it,

was dumped in front of the City Hall.

So, the killer's still out there.

How are you gonna find him?

I wanna check out those bikers first.

Either they killed Ronnie, or they know who did.

I wanna go with you.

It's too dangerous.

I don't care. I owe this to my sister.

Testing, one, two, three. Testing, one, two, three.

Get a shot of the mayor.

That's the fourth news crew this morning.

We're probably on the damn satellite by now.

Loomis.

Oh, Jesus!

Just promise 'em the situation is under control.

Damn switchboard's jammed with calls from worried parents.

Want me to haul in the rest of those dirtbag bikers?

No, you know it's not them.

Just like you knew it wasn't Diablo that killed the Jackson girl.

Hey, don't go playing virgin on me. You know, too.

You wanted a patsy to save face. I delivered him for you.

What if the killer is Diablo?

Oh, don't talk like the Goddamn reverend.

I watched him fry. No way he could've lived through it.

Yeah?

- Willet? - I told you. I told you.

You can't hide murder.

You can't hide.

Willet, you're drunk.

No, no.

I'm ruined!

They'll take my license!

Shut up. Keep your Goddamn mouth shut!

You shut--

Now listen.

Listen.

Willet?

Willet!

Hey, let's ride.

The whole gang's here.

That's Trina.

Her ex-boyfriend is the one who Killed my sister.

Wait here.

Yell and I'll cut your fucking throat.

I want some answers.

- Drop dead! - Who killed my friend? Who?

Not us. We didn't even know he was dead.

That's bull. You killed him, just like Diablo killed my sister.

Diablo didn't kill anybody.

He was too drunk to even walk that night.

That's a dirty lie.

Why don't you ask that bastard, Strycher? He was the one who framed him.

How'd you get Ronnie's medal?

We kicked his ass.

But he was still alive when we split.

- Then who killed him? - You tell me.

Maybe it was Diablo.

Bitch!

I don't believe her. Especially about my sister.

What if it's all true?

Diablo swore to me at the execution chamber that he didn't kill Mary.

- What about Strycher? - He's always been real mean.

He used to follow me and Mary around in his car

and try to get us to take rides with him.

You don't think he could've killed them, do you?

Only way to know is to check him out.

Let's go.

I don't see his car. He must be on duty.

Does he live with anyone?

Watch the road.

It's open.

Are you okay?

Where'd you get that?

I started carrying it after my sister was killed.

- It's a good idea, huh? - Okay.

- What are we looking for? - You'll know if you find it.

Get the bed. I'll check the drawers.

Look at this.

That doesn't prove he's a murderer.

This might be something.

Oh, that's so sick.

- Wait! - What is it?

That's my sister, Mary.

That's how she looked when they found her body.

That bastard!

Stinking, rotten bastard!

It still doesn't prove he killed her.

He could've stolen it from her police file.

- It's him. - What do we do?

Fritzy?

Fritz?

Fritzy?

Shit, where the hell you been? Shut up.

Huh? What's been going on here? Come here!

Somebody's been here.

Stay!

Dynamite, dynamite

Wanna blow your mind tonight...

What do you want?

I thought you might like to go to the prayer meeting with me.

Daddy, I told you. I'm not going to church anymore.

Let's pray together.

- Stop it! - Rachael!

Wait!

Rachael, please. Rachael!

Sorry to intrude, Reverend, but I need to talk to you.

Yes. Come in.

We've got a delicate situation on our hands here with these murders.

Is it really possible that it could be Diablo?

- As an evil spirit? - As whatever you like!

I have got over a hundred thousand potential victims out there.

He could be influencing someone.

Like the Demons our Lord cast out.

Aw, Jesus!

Sorry.

If that's true, then what can we do?

The only thing we can do is pray, brother. Pray.

First, they waste Diablo. Now they snatch Dawg.

- They're tryin' to wipe us out! - Yeah!

Are we gonna take it like a bunch of pussies?

- No. No way! - Goddamn right.

I'm gonna go free my brother. Anybody else coming?

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- All right, man! - Come on. Come on, dude.

Come on!

Hey! Wait!

Hey, wait!

Wait for me.

Hey, wait.

Where are you?

Who's there?

Who are you?

Diablo.

I knew they couldn't kill you, baby.

Don't worry about me and Dawg.

I'm still yours.

See?

Oh, baby, take off that helmet, so I can see your pretty face.

No, no!

No. No.

No. No!

Don't think I'm falling at your feet

I'll be your slave I'll count every heartbeat

‘Cause I don't think I can lose you again

I still feel the hurt Still remember the pain

- Where's Strycher? - I haven't seen him all night.

Get every available man out here.

Yes, sir.

Charlie 14. Possible 10-28 at the band shell.

I don't really care

Say the word

Take me high

Long as you're here in my arms

I could die

Thank you.

Your jockstrap boyfriend busted into my trailer.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yes, you do, and I'm gonna get you both.

And you're gonna wish to hell you died with your sister.

Over here.

Strycher just came into the bar. He knows we broke into his trailer.

He said he's gonna get us.

Do you still think he's the killer?

I don't know.

I got a plan.

The killer followed you the other night, right?

Maybe he'll follow you again.

You ride around on your scooter and keep me posted.

I'll wait here so he doesn't suspect a plan.

Well, how can we catch him?

With this.

You don't have to do this, you know.

No, I want to.

Here, take this.

Bye.

Be careful.

Ma'am, I ain't got anybody to send over there.

The whole shift's on crowd control.

Police?

Yes. All right, just give me the address.

We'll send somebody over when we can.

- What the hell? - Put the phone down.

Come on. We better haul before the heat comes down.

Wait, I got a score to settle first.

Let's go.

- How's it going? - Nothing yet.

Skip, can you hear me?

- What? - No sign of him.

There's no fantasy I belong

I need you so bad

This just can't be wrong

Oh, I can't believe I'd be back for more

I need you, baby Like never before

Oh, shit, the cops! The cops!

It's that joker jerk.

Come on. Move your ass.

Jesus.

Somebody else got murdered!

Settle down!

It's gonna be all right. Just settle-- Slow down!

Just take it easy!

Get out of my way!

- Skip, can you hear me? - Yeah.

I think he's behind me.

I'm going west on Third Street.

What, do you own the street?

- Get out of the way! - Up yours, bud!

- Move it. - What, do you own the street?

Move it, or I'll rip your head off!

Okay, bud. Okay. Take it easy. Okay.

Oh, everything's okay, officer.

Thanks. Bye.

Move it!

Skip, Skip.

- What? - False alarm.

Find Chief Strycher. Tell him we lost control.

Skip, I've been down the same streets twice, and there's no sign of him.

What should I do?

Why don't you head towards your father's junkyard?

I'll follow you a few blocks behind.

Who's there?

Now your ass is mine.

You sorry-ass jockstrap. Who you think you're fucking around with?

This is yours.

Assaulting an officer with a deadly weapon.

That's cause to blow your fuckin' pretty head off.

Get up, you ugly tub of chicken guts!

You ain't such a tough pig now.

Let's go for a ride.

Skip!

Skip!

Who are you?

You killed my sister.

You?

You're an evil little slut.

Just like your sister.

- You killed her. - She was a lustful sinner.

Like these heathen invaders.

- You're crazy. - I am the avenging angel of the Lord.

I wreak His vengeance on those who flaunt His will.

Everyone must die, like Diablo.

Death by electrocution.

Gail!

Gail!

Looks like a stadium after a big game.

I won't miss it.