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Born out of darkness...

a Hell Spawn is isolated, confused, tormented.

He finds no solace in his own thoughts.

They are distorted, twisted, grotesque.

Whatever fragments of memories that remain...

are not his own.

They are intruders.

Memories are his enemy.

I always wanted you, Wanda.

Terry, you're more of a man than Al ever was.

I'm glad we got rid of that son of a bitch.

Oh, God!

Stay out of my dreams!

Your dreams?

Malebolgia owns you.

You are his bitch!

You don't have shit.

Nothing but a cheap suit and a bad complexion.

Don't you get it, Spawny?

Your friends all fucked ya!

This Wanda fetish you have is getting embarrassing.

I don't want to hear her name from your filthy mouth!

Yes! Nice shot, Spawny.

You're dealing with some misplaced anger here. Don't get pissed at me.

I'm the one who's helping you out.

I'm not the one who stole your wife.

But think about it.

Just how well did you know Terry anyway?

Terry.

Why don't we have Fitzgerald shake hands with Mr. Amir?

- They're such old friends. - What are we really looking at?

A traitor, Mr. Bergun, and he's about to be dealt with.

What some men will do for money.

It's a travesty. Selling missiles to a known terrorist.

The voice?

The voice is easier than the visual, Mr. Wynn.

Psychological profile?

Paranoid, delusional. It reads like a Greek tragedy.

Shame how quickly a man can crash and burn.

Splendid observation.

Keep it in mind should you ever be tempted to shop your skills.

I am aware of your reputation, sir.

Of course you are.

Your fee has already been wired.

- Yes? - Fitzgerald is on the loose.

I want my missiles moved out of that warehouse tonight.

Right now!

Merrick will have coordinates for delivery.

Oh, and send me Leon now.

Fitzgerald is a traitor, and how does our agency handle traitors?

They are liquidated.

I want you to use Leon and that hillbilly kid.

I don't trust that hillbilly. He worked for the Russian mob.

I trust him.

You've been gone for hours. What's wrong?

I've been walking around thinking.

I wanted to see you and Cyan and tell you that I might be gone a few days.

What's going on?

I feel like my whole life is collapsing around me.

Talk to me.

I'm so tired I can't think straight. I gotta go!

Now? It's 3:00.

You have a wife and a child.

- Let someone else take care of it. - I'm all alone on this.

You're doing fieldwork like Al did.

Don't lay that on me! You've got to trust me. I have to do this.

Trust? Don't ask a widow for blind trust.

I trust with my eyes wide open, so you better tell me what's going on now!

I can't! I'm trying to protect you.

Al said the same thing. You're not protecting me, you're scaring me!

I won't raise a fatherless child.

Thanks for all the support. I have to go.

He's en route.

Where's he going?

The warehouse.

You won't be killing him. He's mine.

Buddy, you okay?

Holy shit!

Unit 12, I need backup, Riverside and 110th.

Ten of ours to bring in one guy? What is he, dusted?

No drugs in his system.

- The doctor feels there's brain damage. - Shit! Where did they pick this guy up?

The alleys where we're investigating those murders, sir. Coincidence?

- I don't believe in coincidences. - Neither do I, sir.

Not down there.

Shit! Well, there's the problem right there.

He uses too much makeup. That can drive a guy nuts.

Ritualistic markings. Very primal. Yes.

African warriors use similar markings. The skull signifies death.

Looks military. Special Forces training.

No tags. Mercenary, maybe.

His fingerprints have been burned off.

It'll be hard to make a positive I.D.

Looks like we got ourselves a real pro.

Christ!

I killed him! Do you hear me? I killed him!

Do you hear me? I killed him!

Confessions of a fruitcake. Probably nothing.

- Check the alleys for another body. - Nothing left to come back. He's gone.

Yes?

We just picked up one of your boys.

A triggerman with a skull painted on his face? Sound familiar?

I want him cut loose.

I don't think you do. He looks like he's been through a war.

He's a time bomb.

All right. I'll attend to it myself.

Chapel. Another disappointment.

Who the fuck are you?

Get your hands off me!

Selling arms to a terrorist.

That was an improper thing to do, Mr. Fitzgerald.

This is bullshit!

Of course it is.

Anything more to say?

You can't just...

You just resisted arrest.

Holy shit!

Call in B-team. Fitzgerald's got backup.

Hello, Leon.

He's got help. Kill both of them.

Are you guys ready for this? Do you want the hottest abs around? You can!

Your butt's gonna be so hot!

And your body, perfect!

Move away from the desk.

Now, drop your gun belt, and put your hands behind your back.

How many people are here?

Just a couple this shift. It's mostly automated.

Cut the phones and the security.

This was supposed to be a piece of action.

Suddenly we have wet works inside a building I have no blueprints for.

I'll be your eyes and ears, Leon.

I don't like a woman watchin' my back. They're too soft.

Not Merrick. We did a hard contract against the Russian mob.

She got hit and left behind. They used her badly.

- I'd like to use her badly. - You talk too much.

- Shit! - Hey, wait!

Ah, shit!

I've gotta find those missiles.

It's the only way out of this mess. Come on!

They've gotta be here.

Yes! Got 'em!

Shit!

Hey, you gotta call the police.

Lady...

I don't know if you boys have noticed, but our target is about to escape.

If you take your thumbs out of your asses, you might be able to catch him.

He's up there!

This ol' boy's a hard dog to keep under the porch.

When I catch this jackrabbit, I'm gonna skin him.

Don't underestimate this guy.

He's a boy scout. He doesn't know what he's going to do next.

I know some of those Russians. Who were they?

Don't know. After Merrick was done with them, they couldn't identify the bodies.

Jesus.

I was just doing my job! Why are they doing this to me?

Hey, little rabbit, you down that rabbit hole?

What are you waiting for? Pop him!

The asshole took your old lady.

He torched ya, ya dumb shit.

As sure as if it was his hand on the torch.

He needed ya gone!

Come on! If ever there was a motive...

that every fucking body understands...

it was, "He took my woman!"

I need him alive...

till I know the truth.

Let's see.

Beautiful young woman desires generous man for new situation.

Not bad.

Open vault 73. Then go for the cops.

There it is.

Holy shit! These are the numbers. The numbers match.

Jesus. Wynn! He's a traitor!

Got him.

Too bad, little lady, wrong turn.

Give me the truth!

Al, if I knew who did it, I'd take him down.

I'll take care of it, buddy. I promise. Good luck up there.

It's true. You didn't know.

This has all been very messy. I keep a clean house.

Leave! Or we all go.

I've got nothin' to lose.

You won't do it.

You don't have the balls, desk jockey.

That's your whole problem. You're just not the type.

Goddamn it!

So what? So you gave him permission. So he didn't know.

Did he have to screw her? He could've been platonic, right?

Did he have to slam it to her every night?

Every year I ask them to keep his grave better.

And every year they let it go to seed.

Terry, don't leave me the way he did. Promise me no field assignments.

Hey, I won't leave you.

I'm a desk jockey, and I'm proud of it.

Al was my best friend.

He only asked me to do one thing for him: take care of you.

I promised him I would.

He's layin' over there.

Boy scout, you made that fun!

Shit!

You're not going to die on this roof.

Take care of Wanda until I come for her.

This time the Hell Spawn kept the demons at bay.

But he knows they will always return to torment him...

making him blind to the truth.

You let him go? Why?

What did you say?

You! Old bum!

When you let him go, you took a step toward freeing yourself.

How the hell do you know? How do you know any of it?

I know.

You're not the only one touched by this curse.

Who are you?

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