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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