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(sinister music)
- [Skinny] Let's get down to business then.
- [Man] Dig yourself a nice big hole.
- [Skinny] What's that?
(gasping)
You were buried alive.
- [Zophia] You shouldn't have dug me up.
- [Skinny] Go, go, go.
I mean yeah I've been dodging death for a very long time.
But this makes no sense,
this is like death doesn't even exist anymore.
- I paid for a product I was told was inside the truck.
- [Woman] They put something in us.
- [Kovak] FLICK THE SWITCH!.
- What a wonderful game.
- [Zophia] I want a real life, one with less death in it.
If the person drawing these is who I think they are,
then they can help me get rid
of this curse once and for all.
- It's been a long time, Zophia.
But health may remember you.
- Untie yourself from that witch
and give me the cure I need.
- It's just not for us to have.
Or anyone for that matter.
- [Guy] You're gonna leave your father here to die.
You're worse than useless, you're nothing, zero.
- [Zophia] She didn't give me the curse,
I took it from her.
- [Skinny] How did you do that?
- [Zophia] I have no idea, but I'm going to find out.
- [Axton] Finally some privacy.
You may not remember me, but I certainly remember you.
(intense rock music)
- Honestly it was like nothing I'd ever seen.
Just bullets everywhere, just bang, bang, bang, bang.
Like a straight up western.
I wish you'd have seen me because
I was completely in my element.
- Who would've thought you'd turn out to be a hero.
- Yeah well, I was lucky to get out alive, honestly.
I guess my instinct just kicked in
and I took care of business, you know?
What happened to the rest?
Your mate, Skinny?
- Ah yeah don't you worry about Skinny.
Ten guns could be shooting at him at once
and he'd find some way to get out of it.
Yeah.
No he's like that.
Always getting out of sticky situations he is, yeah.
- Sounds like this was a pretty sticky one.
Times up, cowboy.
- Ah come on.
I want to see more of you, yeah.
And I've got plenty of inspiration for you, my beautiful.
- So does everyone else.
(intense electronic music)
- Oh Lucinda, don't you look fantastic.
Doesn't she look lovely?
This is new, how's that going?
How's business, good?
- What do you want, Skinny?
- To pay compliments where compliments are due.
- We need a place to stay, to lay low for awhile.
- We?
- Oh that's right, you two haven't met each other have you?
Um Lucinda this is uh, Zo, yep Zo.
Zo, Lucinda.
- Nice to meet you.
If there's any chance there's a room that we can use.
- Or just like a corner of a room.
We don't need much, do we?
- Just a place to rest and your discretion.
- Look I've heard some things that would
make me nervous about having you here.
- Uh buh buh buh.
- But, seeing as though you both look like hell,
I'll help you out.
- Thank you so very much, you are a generous soul.
- How long are you staying?
- Oh just a couple of days.
Maybe a week.
- This should fit you.
This probably won't.
- Thank you.
- There's a room upstairs, it's yours.
But if there's any sign of trouble, you're gone.
Got it?
- Oh got it.
- Got it?
- I think I understand how you feel now, being hunted.
So what are we gonna do now then?
- They're after us for my immortality
and the power it gives them against death.
If we can end it, cure me, they'll have nothing
left to chase, we can get our lives back.
- Of course.
The biggest crime boss in town has every hired gun
pointed at us and the only way out of it
is to make sure the one thing that's keeping us alive.
That's logical.
- Helen said that I stole the curse from her somehow.
The only thing left of her is a sketchbook,
and Helen drew more than she spoke.
If we can find it.
- [Skinny] Eddie, you cock!
- Skinny, mate hey, it's good to see you, yeah.
- Oh fuck off it's good to see me, you gutless prick.
- Oh come on mate, it didn't happen like that.
- You want to tell me what did it fucking happen like?
- You know they were gonna kill us both, alright?
- But you were fine with them killing just me, were you?
- What was I supposed to do, mate?
- Be a friend.
- I didn't have a choice.
- You never do.
And that's your problem isn't it?
All you give a shit about is yourself.
I'm out, I'm out.
We can't stay here.
I do appreciate your hospitality Lucinda,
but we'll be on our way now.
- You really should stay, Skinny.
- There's nothing here for us.
- What?
- Mindy, round of drinks on the house.
(sinister music)
(gasping)
(grunting)
(speaking in foreign language)
- That fucking hurt.
- What now?
- Have you ever played thumb war?
(snapping)
One, two, three, four, I declare thumb war.
Bow to the queen, kiss the king.
(snapping loudly)
(shrieking)
I'm done playing games.
I want the old man in pieces!
(wheezing)
- Room 847.
(wheezing)
(knocking on door)
- What's up, Doc?
- Not you it seems.
How's it going?
- Other than being eaten alive from the inside, you mean.
- Okay.
Breathe.
(wheezing)
Breathe.
(wheezing)
Guy, it is what it is.
We can slow it down with more surgery,
radiotherapy, chemotherapy,
but I'm afraid it isn't going to get any better.
- How long does he have?
- Your health is diminishing rapidly.
If you rest, six months maybe.
- That's not good enough.
- Cancer is a progressive disease,
it doesn't care if you stick a gun in its back.
- Enough, you can leave.
- I'll get you some painkillers.
- Out, now.
Instead of giving her a hard time,
you should be out looking for my cure.
Find the witch!
- You know this is the first time I've
brought a girl here and it hasn't been a date.
- It's filthy.
- Yeah but it's secluded, dark, you know, mysterious.
- Like abandoned psychiatric hospitals or haunted houses.
- No like romantic like.
- No wonder your generation is so lost.
Where is your friends?
- [David] Skinny, Skinny.
Skinny, Skinny.
- Right on time.
- [David] Skinny.
- Alright, mate.
- [David] Skinny, hey.
- Shh, shh, shh.
- Yes, yes, sorry, sorry.
Hi.
- Did you get it?
- Oh yes, yes.
Hey it wasn't easy, but I reckon
I'm cut out for this kind of work.
- What kind of work is that?
- Getting secret shit.
- Listen thank you mate, we owe you one.
- All good my friend.
But I gotta tell you there was a bunch
of whispering going on about you two.
- [Skinny] Yeah, what kind?
- The people are out to kill you kind.
What happened back at the nursing home?
- I couldn't tell you, not without putting you in danger.
- What kind of danger?
- The people are out to kill you kind.
- Right.
- Look David, we need one last favor.
- Name it.
- Alright, do you think you could bring us back some food, maybe some blankets?
It's freezing out here.
- Yeah, no worries.
Does this mean we're working together now?
- Sure.
- Great.
Anything else?
- What size pants are you?
(fire crackling)
I wonder where dear old dad's sleeping tonight
now that he's blown his cover.
He's probably holed up somewhere real nice,
with monogrammed bathrobes, walls.
Find anything?
- Nothing obvious.
I'm not sure what I should be looking for.
- [Skinny] She had a real thing for you, didn't she?
It's a bit creepy, actually.
- I always thought it was romantic.
(doorbell ringing)
- Bonjour.
My name is Josephine Sheridan.
I have an appointment regarding
the advertisement you placed for household staff.
- Yes of course, this way.
The references you provided were all in Haverbrook?
- Yes, I just recently relocated.
It is all very new to me.
- That's fine.
I'm sure you will pick it up quickly.
- And what would I be picking up?
- Your basic duties would consist of cleaning,
cooking, running errands, that sort of thing.
Essentially anything you are asked to do
is in your job description.
- And who would be doing the asking?
- Miss Lax, I'd like to introduce you
to the new help, Josephine.
- Nice to meet you, Miss Lax.
- Please, call me Helen.
(water running)
(suspenseful music)
(yelping)
(groaning)
(yelling)
(alarm beeping)
- You fucking stay away from me.
(exploding loudly)
Oh that pigtailed little fucking cunt is done.
- And here I thought you were just a terrible maid.
Who are you?
What do you want?
What's so funny?
- But monsieur, you caught me stealing jewelry.
It is quite clear what I want, no?
- Miss Lax won't be happy.
- On the contrary.
It appears we have an opportunist on our hands.
What was it you were planning to do, my dear?
After you robbed me, that is.
- You have excellent taste.
I admired your collection.
Valuable and bold but never ostentatious.
I was going to sell everything but this.
It is elegant much like the woman it belongs to.
- That it is.
Well, seeing as you have expensive taste
I have a proposition for you.
- And what would that be?
What is this?
- It's a contract, Zophia Odenkirk.
- What use would you have for my services, considering.
- You can take whatever you like from this house.
Antiques, jewelry, even the silverware
if you like that sort of thing.
And in return you will be my next subject.
- Your subject?
- Yes, I wish to paint you.
Your portrait that is.
- It states here if I sign,
I can't leave until my services are complete.
- Yes.
And I'm afraid on that point I will not negotiate.
You see while in this house, you will witness things
I would rather be kept from the outside world.
- What kind of things?
- I have some unorthodox habits.
(groaning)
- You're still looking at that.
- Skinny, this is it.
This is where we need to go.
- What am I looking at?
- It's Helen's manor.
It will be empty, she had no one else to leave it to.
- Okay, well what's there for us?
- It's where everything started.
No matter which way you look at it,
everything that's happened goes back to this house.
It's been in her family for generations, she never sold it.
Even when she left it just sat there locked up for years.
- Well that's comforting.
- If there is an answer, a key to this curse,
it has to be in that house.
- Right.
Well if we're gonna be on the run,
we might as well run someplace better than this.
- Exactly.
- Good plan.
- Where are you going?
- I've got to piss.
(whistling)
(screaming)
Hey.
Oy.
Ah no, no, no, no, bugger off you.
Every time we run into you, something bad happens.
Why are you here?
- Very dramatic, I know.
But I am here to warn you.
- We know, my psychopath father
has the entire town looking for us.
- Oh.
- Oh, oh what?
- Then what I have to say may not be very nice.
- You are very frustrating to talk to.
- I agree.
Come on spit it out, will you?
- No, ah Jesus.
- The little one with half a face, she is not happy.
- Kovak?
No, no, no, she's dead, she got shot through the eyeball.
You saw her, didn't you?
Horrific, brains.
- My brother is dead.
The little one, she is alive.
- That's impossible.
Oh god.
That lunatic's gonna go after my father first,
considering he's the one
who shot her in the face and everything.
However she did see what you can do.
I mean we don't want to get caught up
in the middle of that, I mean not wise.
Hang on, Falcov is your brother?
- Helen's manor is just outside of town.
It's not too far, but it's far enough for us to get caught.
- Right.
(train horn blaring)
(coughing)
- I suppose I could be better.
Although I'd like to see how he deals
with a gun being jammed down his throat,
see if he's all moral right then.
If only he could see things from my point of view,
you know what I mean?
It's this new girl he's got with him.
She's got him all worked up,
he's not seeing things straight.
- Can I make a suggestion?
- Yeah of course.
- He seemed quite mad earlier.
I'd say he's calmed down by now.
If it means that much to you, you need to go
and find him and repair your friendship.
- He's probably just sock me in the mouth again.
- Then take it.
Take responsibility for your actions.
Go and find him, apologize, and show him you can be better.
- You know what, you're right?
I've known him for way to long to let this get between us, eh.
Fuck it, I'm gonna fix this right now.
You're smarter than I look, you know that?
- Go on, get out of here.
(distant wheezing)
- Guy Skinford.
It's been a long time, my friend.
- Indeed it has.
- What can I do for you?
- I have a special event coming up.
It's important that we make the right impression.
- And what better than a new suit.
- A few actually.
- You know I am retired.
I prefer a simpler life in my old age.
- You.
Would you like to remind the tailor
exactly what I'm capable of, or should I?
- Hold it, hold it.
What do I call you?
- Smith.
- Hmm.
It seems I require your services exclusively.
Smith now works for me.
In fact all your men now work for me.
Understand?
- I do.
I will make the arrangements.
- Good.
Smith, start pushing.
Emma here is going on a witch hunt.
- You act as if it's the first time
you've seen me in this dress.
Is there anything specific you want from me today?
- Just get comfortable.
- I can do that.
- Perfect.
(dramatic music)
(doorbell ringing)
Let's leave it there for today.
- Skinny!
Skinny!
- Who are you?
- I'm Ed.
Look, did two people come by here by any chance?
Like a frizzy haired young chap
with an offensively attractive young girl?
- Crazy girl Zophia?
- Yes, yes that's the one.
Where are they?
- Not here.
- [Ed] Do you know where they went?
- No.
- Damn it, fuck!
- You friends with them?
- Yes, I am.
I've known Skinny since before I can remember,
but I need him to realize that our friendship
is worth saving because, well, like.
Why am I even telling you, you don't even know me?
- You are Ed.
- Right.
Look can you do me a favor?
If you see them again can you tell them
that Lucinda's club is safe, they can come back.
Can you do that for me?
- Lucinda's club is safe, they can come back.
I will tell them.
- Thank you, yes, alright.
Now, which way did they go?
This way?
Thank you kind stranger.
- Thank you, kind stranger.
(waves crashing)
- It's okay, I've got you.
Wait for it.
- They're beautiful.
- Yes, but they're practical too.
When they travel in a flock like this
they have the perfect disguise.
Predators find it hard to target individual birds,
so as long as they're together, they're safe.
But mainly they're beautiful.
- Amazing.
- Yes they are.
(dramatic piano music)
- Oh, shouldn't have.
(intense electronic music)
- Can I help you with anything?
- You put on a good show.
Shame that's all your good for.
- What do you want, Emma?
- The boy and his pretty girlfriend, where are they?
- They left.
- Where to?
- You need to leave, you'll scare off my customers.
You're wasting your time.
- No, you're wasting my time.
- If I see him, I'll tell him you said hi.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
(metal clanging)
Okay.
(grunting)
Okay.
Spot you.
- Aren't you coming in?
- Oh.
- I just recently relocated.
It is all very new to me.
- Well this isn't creepy at all.
- It's all gone.
(loud snapping)
(screaming)
- Oh what the bloody hell was that about?
- I bet you thought it was a gift?
You're practically indestructible after all.
You probably thought she saved you
from all the mean scary people in the world.
Then of course reality set in
and then you realized you're just proper fucked.
- What?
- How soon did it start to burn you?
Walking amongst other people with their pain
and their loss and their ecstasy, their desires.
She never told you that you'd never
want for anything again, did she?
Not until, of course, you found
the one thing that you couldn't have.
When did you start to beg for death?
- Who are you?
- And what did you do with that feeling?
How long did you play out all the possibilities
and what else did you take that didn't belong to you?
- Who are you?
- Today I'm the man with the golden goose,
and I've come here looking for you.
- I hardly think that was necessary.
- Yes well, I can appreciate it was a violent gesture
but I had to be certain.
- Violent gesture?
No, no, no, no, bombs are a violent gesture.
Bullets, knives, swords.
Swords are a fucking violent gesture.
- Well done, you found me out.
Now tell me what you want and stop wasting my time.
- Time?
You still think about it.
I mean you're good on the hood old girl,
but you ran up a fair bit of mileage, wouldn't you say?
You didn't get tired of counting?
- You've made your point.
What do you know about the curse?
- Well that's for me to know and you to find out.
But you and only you.
Not him, I don't like him.
- You should get to know me first, mate.
- You knew Helen?
- You're not as special as you might think.
In fact you're not at all unique.
You're not the first nor will you be the last.
Though I'll give her this,
she did have a certain flare for the dramatic.
(dramatic music)
(heavy breathing)
(intense music)
- Hey!
I told Skinny it was safe to come back,
so you know, he's probably on his way right now.
- Okay.
- Yeah I actually couldn't find him so I had to
pass on a message, but yeah, you know,
I'm gonna fix things like you said.
- That's good.
- What, why are you looking at me like that for?
What?
- You're definitely not the smart one in the relationship.
Where is he?
- Who?
- Don't be a fucking idiot.
You know who I am.
Then you know who sent me.
So I'll ask again, and this time
wipe that stupid look off your face.
- This is how I always look, so.
- Where the fuck is he?
- Not here.
(groaning)
Lucinda, do something.
(distant thudding)
(heavy breathing)
- Like I said, putting on a show is all your good for.
- What did you tell her?
- I'm sorry.
- What did you tell her, Ed?
- Skinny was right, I'm a piece of shit.
- Fuck!
(loud thudding)
- Ginger ninja walks into a whorehouse.
Did you find what you were looking for?
- We got your message.
Human bomb, not very subtle.
- And a bullet to the face is.
(upbeat music)
♪ Let's go, let's go, let's get it now ♪
♪ Hands up, hands up, get them ready now ♪
♪ This is the anthem you can hear it now ♪
♪ Make you want to tell ♪ the whole incident now ♪
♪ Wake up man, pay attention ♪
- Is that all you got.
♪ I'm heading out, if ♪ you need directions ♪
♪ Call the scientist ♪
(loud thudding)
♪ Rip it up, switch it up like a schizo ♪
(grunting)
♪ I keep friends in every zip code ♪
♪ You better get a grip bro ♪
♪ My team dying to ball like disco ♪
(thudding rapidly)
(punches thudding)
(glass shattering)
♪ Let's go crazy ♪
(thudding)
(grunting)
- Look he doesn't want any interference.
Things could go a lot easier for you
and the toddler if you clear the path this time.
- She's not a fan of easy.
Neither am I.
- I was hoping you'd say that.
(intense electronic music)
♪ Oh oh oh ow ow this is our take cover ♪
♪ This fire's out out, ♪ you better take cover ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ow ow this is our take cover ♪
♪ This fire's out out, ♪ you better take cover ♪
(heavy breathing)
(metal sheering)
(stabbing thudding)
(screaming)
(glass shattering)
- We have a problem.
- Tick tock, time keep, what's it going to be?
- You refuse to tell me who you are,
you hide in the shadows like a coward, you attack us.
I'm afraid you've left me with
very little reason to trust you.
- But you do, don't you?
Zophia Odenkirk.
There's nothing for you here.
I'm the only thing you have left.
Huh?
And if you're extra good,
I'll even give you back your portrait.
- Get her book.
(yelling)
- Stay down.
- Zo, I can appreciate a good mystery,
but seriously, fuck that guy.
- You took this from me.
- No, no, no, you left it.
I have message.
Your friend, he's a very sad boy.
- What, who?
- Ed.
He said club is safest place.
- Huh.
Well I'm not going back in there again,
that's for fucking sure.
I'm done being a pin cushion.
- He said he has my portrait, that might be the answer.
- Look I trust Ed as far as I can fucking throw him,
but I trust that guy a hell of a lot less.
We cannot go back inside the house.
- Yeah well, I can't just leave.
Wait here.
- So Falcov's your brother, eh?
- Dead brother.
- Right, of course.
My condolences.
You know he wasn't very nice.
- Stop talking now.
(dramatic music)
- This isn't good.
- No.
No, no, this is not good.
- What is this?
- Put the gun down.
- Like I told you, you're going to see things.
- This wasn't.
- What, what you signed up for?
My darling, it's exactly what you signed up for.
I told you to read the contract carefully.
- The gun.
- Is this what you do with your subjects?
What do you want from me?
- Zophia, you're quite safe.
You have something that I could
never wish to see extinguished.
- There's no need for that.
If word spreads, it could be a big problem.
- Yes, yes I know.
- What are you?
- She's ready.
- [Butler] Are you sure, Miss?
- Yes.
(cocking gun)
What I am should stay here.
(gunshot blasting)
It is more than you will ever understand.
- I know you and your friend have some issues,
but we don't have much choice at the moment.
I said I would help, but I don't think that listening
to happy snap over here's a great idea.
No offense.
- No offense.
- Do you have any filthy romantic
secret hideouts we can snuggle up in?
- Yeah I'm sure I could think of something.
- Skinny, I'm not sleeping on the streets.
- Okay.
What about that creeper with the flashlight then?
Your mate.
- I want nothing to do with him.
(door bell dinging)
- Mr. Tailor.
- How can I help you, Miss?
- How very kind of you to offer.
- [Mr. Tailor] Offer?
- Some of your men, of course.
- Oh.
- [Kovak] Oh?
- You see you have caught me at a very busy time.
- Busy?
- I have no more men.
- And why not?
- They are all indisposed.
- What the hell are you talking about, where are they?
Right.
No more men?
- That's right, Miss.
- How about women?
- Let's play.
(somber music)
- As the creature rose from the darkness, gasping for the
truth that is air, our wicked grimace infected its being.
It must reveal its own truth.
If not, it shall be plucked from its existence.
Time to reveal your truth, witch.
The rumors have spread far and wide.
We haven't appreciated your presence here,
poisoning our people.
It ends today.
- You have come to my home with your offensive accusations
for which you have no proof.
You will regret your course.
(loud thudding)
- Brothers look, it reeks of wicked.
And you, you've become infected.
How can you work for such a wretched creature?
- If you touch her I will your rip
your spine out through your mouth.
- Look at the fear in their eyes, brothers.
We must finish what we started.
(loud thudding)
- Enough!
You really shouldn't have done that.
(dramatic music)
(sighing)
- [Guy] Emma, I got her in my head, she's a godsend.
(door bursting open)
Emma!
- I found him.
- Lucinda's, I know.
Now let's go get this cure of mine.
- Causing trouble again, Blue?
- Couldn't find the girl.
- And your face?
- Ran into the old man's dog.
- Find that witch before he does.
Now!
(dramatic electronic music)
- Skinny, Zo, this way.
You can stay as long as you need.
- Skinny, mate, I'm glad you came back, brov.
- What happened to you?
- Mate, I fucked up, alright.
I know I did.
I was a coward.
I betrayed my best mate, and for what?
You said it, I'm a piece of shit.
And for that I want to apologize, brother.
But those scary fuckers can be pretty
intimidating sometimes, if you know what I mean.
- Who did this to you?
Skeazy?
- Your Pop's girl, Emma.
- She was?
Hang on, hang on, she thinks we're here?
- Well yeah, kind of.
- Well then why the fuck would you
tell us to come back then?
- Hang on, mate, it didn't happen
like that, it was an accident.
- You absolute fucking moron, Eddie.
- Take it easy, Skinny, he's already copped it.
- Good, rightly so.
Well what did you tell her?
- She heard me telling Lucy
that I told you to come back, mate.
But I couldn't sworn it was safe. I didn't know she was here, alright.
- It doesn't matter now, does it?
You've gone and told her everything, haven't you?
- It's going to be okay, Skinny.
I can help hide you.
- Hide, no, I can't trust either of you.
This was a stupid idea, we need to leave now.
- I can't keep running, Skinny.
- She's right.
Stay here.
We can find a way to get you out of this.
- It doesn't matter where we go, we're not gonna be safe.
- I'm not running.
- I did this to you.
I dug you up, I dragged you to face those monsters.
This is my fault.
- We'll find a way.
- No, we can't.
I will.
You find the cure, okay?
It ends with your curse.
I need to face my father and end this
before he starts a bloody war.
- [Zophia] Skinny?
- I'm going fishing.
- Thank you.
- Oh shit.
- Fuck!
(ominous music)
(softly growling)
(loud splashing)
(screaming)
(speaking in foreign language)
- What's going on?
Where am I?
Hey I don't know what you think I've done,
but I've got nothing to offer you.
Please.
Oh god, this is fucking insane.
What's going on?
Hey what do you want from me,
what the fuck do you want from me!?
Hey you're a prisoner too, yeah?
You're a prisoner.
Help me get out of here and I can help you.
You don't have to work for that little psychopath anymore.
(loud rattling)
Okay, okay.
- Shh.
(distant clicking)
- Oh my god, that looks awful.
- You're like a fly on shit, you know that.
- What?
Me fly, you're the shit?
- No wonder your old man wants you dead.
This time, I'm in charge.
I play by my rules.
Where's your lady friend?
- Is that what this is about?
- Where is she?
- You found me all alone, yeah?
I don't know where she is.
- At least one of us is going to have fun.
(growling)
- What are you doing, what are you doing?
Please, I can't.
Hey no, fuck that's cold.
Stop.
(sparking loudly)
Good god.
- I don't have a lot of time,
and you've wasted most of it already.
Where is your friend?
- I told you, I don't fucking know.
Don't, don't, don't, don't.
(screaming)
(groaning)
- Now you know I'm not fucking around.
(groaning)
- Now that you know that I know that you're
not fucking around, you might believe me
when I tell you that I don't know where she is.
- I can see that hurt, a lot, and I'm almost impressed.
But I don't believe you and I'm not going to stop
until one of two things happen, you tell me what I want
to know or I get to watch you cook from the inside out.
- Oh please.
Don't, don't, don't, don't, not again, not again, please no.
No, no!
(screaming)
(groaning)
- I don't understand you, Skinny.
Your father rules this town, for now,
and then a lady drops into your lap
who could be the key to all the power you could ever desire.
Yet you sit here and do nothing.
Why it's pathetic, sad even.
What do you want?
And I don't mean now, because we both know what that is.
But what do you actually want?
I'm having a tough time figuring out
why you always choose the hard way.
- My old man was my hero.
Everybody respected him, thought he was a god.
And every little boy wants to be like their dad, don't they?
I remember thinking that he was unbreakable.
(groaning)
But we both know that's not true, don't we?
And so where does that leave you and I, hmm?
I mean apart from me being in here tied up or locked up,
being tortured again.
I mean we've been here before, haven't we, you and I?
I mean that must be frustrating.
Is that why you're such an angry little girl?
(growling)
The truth is I don't know if I'll ever amount to anything.
But if I can help someone who might actually matter
in this world, well that's how I leave my mark.
Because I know who I don't want to be,
and every turn if there's an opportunity
not to be like you, then I will take it.
- If I had known my question would lead to that,
I would've done this a long time ago.
- Done what?
(growling)
No, no, come on please, come on please?
(splashing loudly)
No, no, no, no, no, no.
(screaming)
No!
No, no, no, no, please, don't, don't.
(screaming)
(gasping)
(screaming)
(growling)
- [Kovak] Wake him up.
(gasping)
(groaning)
(screaming)
- What does it feel like, to be what you are?
It must feel amazing.
Every living creature on this Earth shares one fear.
It's the single most illusive aspect
of our lives that we cannot prevent.
Death.
But it's that fear that drives our perseverance to evolve
into a society that constantly pushes the boundaries.
It inspires us to bear children, continue our legacy,
gives us milestones to achieve, deadlines to hit.
My dear, death is a very motivating factor.
So what happens when you take that away?
Time is irrelevant, relationships meaningless,
your entire existence becomes numb.
It's paralyzing.
(serene music)
- It's beautiful.
- I gave you my word, your portrait
is complete, you are free to go.
- Surely we are passed contractual obligations.
- You signed the contract, Zophia.
- No.
- Don't be a fool, there's nothing left for you here.
- Do you really think a piece of paper is what kept me here?
After everything, after everyone else
walked away from you and I stayed here.
- And it almost got you killed.
- If those maniacs knew what you could do, they would've
taken you and they would've used you like a piece of meat.
- That is my problem.
- But I made it mine.
That's what you do for someone you love.
- Your services are no longer required,
you are indefinitely dismissed.
- Why are you doing this?
- Get out!
- You don't have to be alone.
You don't.
No.
Is this how you want to end things?
(heavy breathing)
- This is not good.
His plan didn't work at all,
that crazy nut job got him instead.
- Who?
- Kovak.
- We have to help him.
- No there's no time for that either.
His old man's on his way right now,
I just saw him a couple of blocks away.
He's got a whole pack of wolves with him as well.
- Time for that good plan of yours.
- Come on, let's go.
- Did your brother leave you any toys?
(dramatic music)
- Comfortable?
You ready to go?
- Go where?
- Where is she?
Have it your way.
(bomb beeping rapidly)
What is it?
- They found her.
- Where?
- She's hiding out at one of Guys' clubs.
- Means he can't be far off either.
Well you've proven to be useless.
At least your dressed for the party.
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(gunshot blasting)
- That's more like it.
Now, is anyone in here gonna get me a bloody drink?
Fuck off.
The witch, where is she?
You know very well I do not like to repeat myself.
Someone start talking or I'll start shooting.
(lips smacking)
Hello my beautiful.
- I'm glad you made it.
The show almost started without you.
- I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
I wonder what happens next.
(gunshot blasting)
Oh there you are.
Thank you, my dear.
- My absolute pleasure.
- We trusted you.
- And that was a mistake.
- It really is that simple.
I say I'm gonna find you and that's what happens.
As long as you're in my turf, you belong to me,
just like everything else.
Get down now.
- No.
- You really don't know who I am, do you?
- No, but I know what you are.
You're nothing.
You're a washed up desperate old man
who's threats are becoming very tedious.
This is not your town.
No one is looking to you anymore.
Especially not your son.
Walk away.
Maybe you can enjoy the meaningless
speck of life you have left.
- I would take that advice if I were you.
I remember thinking you were indestructible once.
Now all I see is a dying old man
who can't even wipe his own ass.
- I can't take you fucking serious with that face.
What the fuck are you wearing?
- Whatever I tell him to.
- I don't give a fuck what you do to him.
So, witch, here we are again.
- You're going to regret this.
- Don't you fucking threaten me.
- What's the matter, old man?
You can dish it out but can't take it?
- Get her, now.
(dramatic electronic music)
(people screaming)
(gunshots firing rapidly)
(gunshots blasting)
- Skinny, hey.
(gunshots blasting loudly)
- Emma, wake the fuck up and get her.
- Go get him, now.
(grunting)
- Ow don't, no.
- [Ed] Wait, wait.
(screaming)
- Wait, let's talk about this.
Oh no put me down, put me down.
Oh god, god.
(loud thudding)
(bomb beeping)
Oh dammit.
(screaming)
- Go, you fucking git, I got ya.
(dramatic music)
(gunshots blasting)
(screaming)
- For my brother.
- No!
No!
(somber music)
- And just like that, the old king is no more.
- We'll do it my way now.
(dramatic music)
(loud thudding)
- No, no, Helen.
Helen!
(somber music)
- [Helen Voiceover] Every living creature on this Earth shares one fear.
Death.
So what happens when you take that away?
Time is irrelevant, relationships meaningless.
- [Zophia] I've never forgotten you.
- You are as beautiful as I remembered.
That is my problem!
- [Zophia Voiceover] I made it mine.
That's what you do for someone you love.
She didn't give me the curse, I took it from her.
- [Helen Voiceover] Your entire existence becomes numb.
It's paralyzing.
(dramatic music)
- Finally some privacy.
My name's Axton.
Yes our paths have crossed before Zophia.
I told you, you're not unique.
- What do you want from me?
- It's more about what you want from me.
You see together we can feel everything.
- Again!