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(mysterious music)
(solemn music)
(mournful violin music)
(mysterious music)
(suspenseful music)
(mysterious music)
(woman panting)
- That boy's not normal.
- Devil in disguise, believe me.
- He is your son!
- He is not my son!
Get him outta here.
Get out. - No!
- [Man] Preparing yourself for your new assignment?
- Yeah.
This one is different.
It involves kids, makes it pretty personal.
- No.
Getting personal is not what this is about.
You are here to do a job.
Not getting emotionally involved, remember?
- Whatever happened to my mom?
What is it?
- She committed suicide, Luke.
Your dad died right after.
He was an alcoholic.
I'm sorry.
- No emotions, right?
Not getting personal.
I know my dad, he was never there for me.
My mother, she meant everything to me.
She meant everything to me.
- There is a hell?
- Yes I do. That's where all the bad people go.
- Is that where Daddy's going?
- Why do you say that, son?
- Isn't he bad, Mommy?
The way he treats us?
Son, it's not up to us to decide. Only God knows.
- So where does all the good people go?
Heaven?
- I blame myself for her death.
- No.
No, you were just a kid.
It's not your fault.
It was just her time.
- Okay, son. Time for bed.
- Okay, Mommy.
Only bad guys, right?
Good night. - Good night.
- What's meant to be is meant to be.
- I think this is all just too soon.
- Have you ever had a job before?
- My father was in the military, so we moved around a lot
and I died when I was 17, so, no, I can't say that I have.
- How did you die?
(children laughing)
- Just say I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
- What's up, punk?
Wanna prove yourself? Come on.
- We gonna do this or what?
- What you want, huh?
Come on, let's do this.
(grunting and groaning)
- Oh my god.
You killed him!
Someone get help, please!
- I didn't ask for this.
- This may come as a surprise to you,
but this assignment may as well be a test of faith.
Yours.
- Good morning, Luke. - Good morning, Linda.
- Here you go, sir.
Luke, if you don't mind my asking, is everything all right?
- Everything's just fine.
It's just some old memories I'm trying to forget.
(door closes)
(birds chirping)
(mysterious music)
- I'm Roam.
- Luke.
- Of the light.
I guess you could say that I'm of the dark.
- What do you want?
- Very simple.
I do not want souls to be saved.
I am wherever there is war and hatred.
It makes it easier for me to advance.
Grab souls, to feed off them.
In return, it makes me stronger
to conquer and destroy all that is good.
My hands are vicious.
And my venom is poisonous.
So you either join me or you stay out of my way.
Larry is one of the souls that I intend to keep.
- And a bad soul of many souls, Roam.
With lack of faith, evil will exist,
but wherever I am, there will be light, not darkness.
(birds cawing)
Make sure you don't get in the way.
(suspenseful music) (Roam laughing)
- The Angel of Death!
(ominous music) (birds cawing)
I'll be waiting.
(chattering on police radio)
(siren whines)
- [Woman] Did you find my daughter?
Did you find my daughter?
- Ma'am, ma'am, that's why we're here, all right?
We need to ask you a few questions about Elizabeth.
- Ma'am, I'm Detective Roberts, this is my partner,
Detective Johnson.
We want you to know we're doing everything we can
to find your daughter.
Do either of you know anyone who might be involved
in your daughter's disappearance?
A friend, a family member?
Do you have any enemies?
- Wait a minute, our neighbor.
I can't say he's done anything wrong,
but he does seem a little strange.
He lives across the street.
- That's right, doesn't say much.
I heard he was working at a music school
and he got fired for getting into a fight
with some parent or teacher?
Carries a violin case.
- [Detective] So how long has he been living there?
- I don't know, maybe about a year?
The people who own the house are friends of ours.
They went overseas about a year ago.
- Have there ever been any complaints about him?
- [Woman] No, they never mentioned him to me.
- And he's been living there ever since?
- As far as we know. Why are we wasting time?
- It's our only child, guys.
If either of you thinks of anything else,
please don't hesitate to contact us.
- Does your daughter play the violin?
- She wanted to.
But she decided to play the piano instead.
Please, just bring her back. (crying)
(tense music)
- I've been expecting you.
I knew you'd come.
I'm sorry about Larry.
I just didn't want to believe it was happening.
- You could have protected him.
I wonder how Larry must've felt.
Not to mention how traumatizing it must have been for him.
What you've done has turned Larry into what he is today.
- Oh, my poor boy.
Please.
Can we save him? What can I do?
- You have your own soul to save now.
Prepare yourself for what lies ahead.
Pray to God he forgives you.
- Oh, I had no choice, do you hear me?
Gonna leave me like this?
I'm sorry.
- Excuse me.
I'm Detective Roberts, this is my partner,
Detective Johnson.
- Let me see your ID.
- The car isn't enough?
- [Larry] No, it's not.
- [Detective] You know, I kind of thought
that a guy like you could detect that we were cops.
- No, I can't.
- A little girl's been missing for a few days.
She lives just a few houses down.
We were wondering if you saw anything
having to do with her abduction.
- Abduction?
You know she was taken?
- We believe so.
- No, I haven't seen anything. - She's missing.
Right, I mean, didn't you hear what he just said?
Not much sympathy for the family.
- I'm very sympathetic, officers.
I'm also very tired.
- You play?
- And teach.
- Kids?
- Yes.
And then I molest them afterward.
- You're pushing your luck, pal.
I mean, what kinda thing is that to say?
- Easy.
That's pretty blunt, mister.
Makes me wonder myself.
- Well, you're the detectives.
- You son of a bitch!
- Look, sir.
We're just trying to find the little girl.
You know anything- - I don't know anything.
- Hey, what about the music school
you got fired from before, Larry?
I mean, you wanna talk about that?
- Goodnight, officers.
- It's a lead.
- Yep.
(ominous music)
- [Girl] I will show you where I play hide and seek.
- [Man] If you were betrayed or taken advantage of,
gives you no right to harm others.
Don't they say you're responsible for your actions.
- [Girl] You wanna play hide and seek?
You hide, and I'll find you.
(man mumbling)
- [Man] How do you know about my personal life? (mumbling)
Thanks for not holding back.
Soon enough you'll learn to realize
who I am and why I'm here.
(multiple voices chattering)
(Larry shouting)
(Larry panting) (voices whispering)
- Oh god.
(mysterious music)
(man mumbling)
- [Man] Help a fellow war veteran out (mumbling)
help the homeless?
Please listen to help the homeless, sir.
Please help me out with some change.
Thank you very much. Sir.
Help the homeless, anything you can spare,
a nickel, a dime, anything.
Thank you, sir, God loves you.
Please, help me out with some change.
Thank you very much.
(ominous music)
It's almost time, Larry.
Stay in the light.
Spare change?
Spare change, please, if you can help out a homeless man,
anything you can do would help, please, sir.
- Looks like you've seen a ghost.
Are you all right?
Please sit down.
(woman coughing)
We never spoke about your uncle, but...
(solemn music)
I know what I did was wrong.
- Please don't, Mother.
- But please, hear me out.
Your father was never there for you, and your uncle was-
- Please don't.
I was just a kid, Mother.
- Will you please just hear me out?
What could I have done?
(woman coughing)
We needed the help.
- Why couldn't you have said something?
Make him stop touching me the way he did.
The things he did to me.
Do I mean, anything to you.
I'm your son.
And you just sat there and watched him touch me.
Now you want me to forgive you?
(woman crying)
It made be sick to my stomach when I thought about
the pain that he caused you.
But Larry, I didn't want to chase him away.
(woman coughing)
I thought it would all end and we just move on as a family.
I was selfish not to think how it would affect you.
I'm so sorry.
I am so sorry.
- The damage is done, Mother.
The pain is just going to stay there.
It won't just go away.
Somebody's gotta pay.
No one cared about me or how I felt,
so why should I care about them?
Look, I gotta go.
- He was here.
(ominous music)
The man in the black suit.
Larry, listen to me.
You can't go on like this.
Can you just stop?
- Why do you care?
(suspenseful music)
(Larry grunting)
(tires squealing)
(birds cawing)
(eerie music)
(man laughing)
- Larry, you're dead, Larry.
Let me tell you, say you're dead, Larry.
You're dead, you're dead, Larry.
You hear me, Larry?
Larry, you're dead.
(man laughing)
(Larry panting)
You're a dead man walking, Larry.
You are a dead man walking, Larry.
Larry, you're a dead man walking.
(man laughing)
What's wrong? Get off of me.
Don't touch me.
You crazy or something?
What's wrong with you?
- Dammit!
Get outta my way!
(man shouting)
(tires squealing)
It's not me!
I know what I saw.
(tires squealing) (horn honking)
Dammit!
(tense music)
(boy panting)
(boy beseeching)
Shut up!
(boy begging)
I need you to be quiet.
- Please, sir, let me go!
Please!
- I know that you saw what I did.
I know you saw me take that girl.
- [Boy] Please-
- No, you'll tell, you'll tell, you'll tell.
I can't let that happen.
I need to finish what I started.
You don't understand anything.
- Let me go! - Shh.
- [Boy] Stop, please. I won't tell anyone.
Don't be sorry for that.
Be sorry for what I'm gonna do to you right now.
(tense music)
- No, no, please!
(Larry grunting) (suspenseful music)
- You aren't going anywhere!
(loud thud)
(suspenseful music)
(voices whispering)
- [Man] Hey Larry!
- Stop it.
(voices whispering) (eerie music)
- Come sit next to Uncle Bob.
Come here.
(water dripping)
(power tool buzzing)
(man shouts)
(suspenseful music)
(eerie music)
(both mumbling)
- Hi. I'm Bob Schaffer. The new guy onboard.
- Oh, congratulations.
(eerie music)
Wait a minute, who are you?
- I'm sorry.
Are you okay?
- I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else.
(tense music)
(girl laughing)
- Are you okay?
- [Larry] No, it can't be him.
You're not really here, are you?
You're in my dream.
(girl laughing)
- Larry.
- [Larry] How do you know my name?
- I know everything about you, Larry.
But it's okay, 'cause I'm on your side.
Someone's gotta pay, right?
(girl singing)
- Larry.
You like kids, Larry? (laughing)
I like them too.
(people laughing)
Larry?
(man mumbling)
- You all right?
(suspenseful music)
(Larry panting)
What's the matter with me?
(ominous music)
(knocking on door)
- Are you okay, sir?
(Larry panting)
- I thought I just saw someone or something.
I don't know what it was.
Maybe I just imagined it.
Maybe I didn't, I don't know.
I guess I'm just tired.
- What did you see?
Do you want to talk about it?
- I'm not sure, it's just, it's almost like
I'm being warned.
It almost feels that something bad is gonna happen.
(tense music)
- What's going on?
- Close the door.
- Are you in some kind of trouble?
- Do you think there's a hell?
- What are you talking about?
You're really starting to scare me.
Maybe you ought to talk to a priest
or a psychic or something?
- Psychic?
- This is about revenge for Larry.
I feel there's no hope for change.
As far as I'm concerned, it's payback time,
not caring who he hurts.
- Persuading him to do the right thing
may never be but a form of guidance.
It may prepare him for what lies ahead.
You see, Larry's the victim, but he's also the abuser.
So it's no longer parallel thinking.
There's a line you never cross.
With time, you'll soon find out.
- So this is about redemption.
- Exactly.
(birds chirping) (geese honking)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(Larry crying)
(girl laughing)
(voices whispering)
- Okay.
Okay.
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
(eerie music)
- [Detective] He's looking.
He's got "child molester" written all over him.
I have a gut feeling this is our guy.
- [Detective] You know, I don't believe
in this psychic bull crap.
But since you still believe in this shit,
let's see what this Madam Solage has to say.
- [Detective] We'll soon find out.
(birds cawing)
(eerie music)
- Detectives. How can I help you today?
- Yeah, hi, is Madam Solage in?
We need her expertise.
- We just need to ask her a couple of questions, that's all.
- You need a reading?
- No, thanks. Police business.
- Okay. I'll let her know you're here.
(knocking on door)
Madame?
- Detectives?
How can I help you?
- [Detective] We're investigating the case
of a missing child.
A little girl, about eight years old.
- What's the girl's name?
- Her name is Elizabeth Griffin.
(eerie music)
- All right, this isn't much to go on,
but the child you speak of isn't far,
she's closer than you think.
- Well, what do you mean by close?
- Closer as in where?
(eerie music)
(echoing screams)
Madame, what is it?
(bird cawing)
- A spiritual force.
But the child's alive.
I hear the noise, and she's calling for help.
You have to go and find her.
Go.
- But go where? - The noise, Detective.
Follow the noise.
(door closes)
- Do you think they'll find her?
- She's a smart girl, but more importantly,
she's being protected.
- Protected by who?
- Let's just say that he knows and sees everything.
- Bye. - Bye!
- Your mom a little late?
- She said she might be.
- Would you like some company while you wait?
- Well, sure.
- I think you're gonna be a great violinist.
I'd be more than happy to give you
private lessons at my house.
- Maybe. I would have to ask my mom.
- No worries.
I'll be more than happy to ask her about it.
(tense music)
Would you like to play a game?
- Hey, hey sweetie.
I'm sorry I'm late.
Come on, let's go.
- Oh, no worries, just keeping her company.
I told her I'd give her private lessons
at my house, if you like.
- I'll have to think about it.
Come on, honey, let's go. - Bye!
- Bye honey.
Work on your bridge.
(suspenseful music)
- Oh, it's so very, very tempting.
- You scared me.
What is it you want from me?
No.
Larry.
It's what I can give to you.
Eternity, to do as you please.
Isn't that what you want, Larry?
You are not real, you are in my mind.
- I am not in your mind!
And I am so very, very real.
And I need your soul.
There's no redemption, but there is the freedom
to do as you please with no guilt or penalty of sin.
Now that's what I can do for you, Larry.
Remember...
a bad habit's a hard thing to break.
(man laughing)
(tense music)
(knocking on door)
- Hi. - Hello, sir.
I'm doing a fundraiser for my group,
and I was just wondering if you'd like to buy some cookies.
- Okay. How much are your cookies?
- They're only $3, sir.
- $3. I think I can do that.
(ominous music)
Would you like to come in for a minute?
- Thanks, I have to go.
- Maybe another time, huh?
Bye.
(ominous music)
(eerie music)
- [Man] You seem angry, what's on your mind?
- I think I need to interfere.
- No need.
- This guy goes for a kid again, I can't sit by without-
- This is how his life has played out.
He goes through a process before his final moment.
That we can't change.
We just can't interfere.
- I'll do all I can, but why the kids?
It's really hard not to interfere, and watch this happen.
- I know we have our obligations,
but you do what you feel is necessary.
Try not to go too much out of the circle.
You still have a responsibility and orders are orders.
But just be ready to accept it when the time comes.
He's still a soul.
(tense music)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- Mr. Elliott? - Yes.
- [Dr. Williams] Is this Mrs. Elliott's son?
- Yes.
- [Dr. Williams] This is Dr. Williams
from St. Vincent's nursing home.
It's about your mother.
She's taken a turn for the worst.
She's dying.
I'm so sorry, sir. - Thank you.
(knocking on door)
- Hello, can I help you? - Do I need an appointment?
- No, that's not necessary.
Come in.
Madame.
- What brings you here?
- I guess you could say that I...
I don't even know where to begin.
I guess you could say that I've been
running into the strangest people.
They also appear in my dreams.
I hear you're the best, I was hoping
maybe you could help me figure this out.
- Shuffle these.
(mysterious music)
Choose.
I don't like what I see.
- What is it? What do you see?
- You're surrounded by demons.
- What are you talking about?
Did you say something? What is it?
- I see death.
- Death?
Is that what you see?
Oh, I guess and a man in a black suit, right?
You work for him too?
You all work together, don't you?
You, a priest, an angel of death,
and oh, not to mention the other guy,
the one who wants my soul-
- All right, I think it's just best if you leave.
- Believe in angels?
- [Madame] No, I think I've asked you to leave.
- How about the devil?
- I don't have to tell you anything.
You already know.
- I don't know what you're talking about!
You're a fake!
Lying to me to get my money.
You want my money? Here.
Take it.
- Madame!
Madame! Madame!
Are you okay?
You, get out.
You get out of here.
Get out of here now or I'll call the police.
- That man has blood on his hands.
Innocents.
He's trouble.
He'll come to an end soon.
(bell tolling)
(ominous music)
- Hello.
Can I help you?
- Father, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you
about a few things.
- Well, yes, of course, by all means,
please, have a seat, right over here is fine.
So, what can I do for you?
- I've been very confused.
I don't know what's going on.
I feel like I'm being watched.
My dreams are so real, like they're out to get me.
First there was a man in a black suit,
and he was trying to warn me, or-
- [Priest] Did you say there was a man wearing a black suit?
- Yes.
- What was he trying to warn you about?
- I don't know-
- You don't have to be embarrassed or afraid.
Talk to me.
What are you afraid of?
- You're saying that I'm hiding something, Father?
- Oh, no, I'm not implying that at all.
But if I'm right about who I think you saw-
- Who is it, Father?
Please.
- Death.
(eerie music)
- What did you say, Father?
Death follows them.
They're said to be angels. Angels of death.
The chosen ones.
You see, each of us has a destiny.
Each one of us is destined to die before we're even born.
(suspenseful music)
- Hey, Larry.
Hey, Larry, this is my dad.
Sir, is everything all right?
This is my dad.
- [Priest] Is everything all right, sir?
- Larry, look what I did.
(girl gasping)
- [Priest] Are you all right, sir?
(voices echoing)
- [Larry] You stay away from me!
- What are you seeing?
- What is happening to me?
Why am I seeing these things?
- The Lord does not forsake his children.
No matter what it is, he can help.
And miracles come in so many different forms.
As a sign or a warning that something's wrong, for example.
We should not ignore that, because it could be
the only chance we have.
It's all about redemption.
To ask for forgiveness, for whatever it might be.
When was the last time that you went to confession?
That could be a way to a fresh start.
- You think this is about guilt, Father?
- Well, you came here hoping to find answers, didn't you?
Look, it's not my place to-
- I don't know exactly what you're trying to say here.
- Well, whatever it is that's making you feel-
- Father, you don't know how I feel.
I've been betrayed by people I trusted.
I came here because I needed a place to clear my head.
(maniacal laughing)
(eerie music)
It can't be true, it's impossible.
What is going on.
(Larry panting)
No, it's impossible.
(Larry coughing)
You stay away from me!
I don't care anymore.
All of you!
Leave me alone!
(solemn music)
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] Hey.
- [Man] He will die.
(man whispering)
(birds cawing)
- I know who you are.
I know what you're about.
I thought you were a dream or something, but you're not.
(birds cawing)
- And so blinded by what you do. Fascinating.
- Fascinating.
Am I an experiment?
- Experiment?
No.
You are what you create.
(birds cawing)
Now my question is can you come back from it?
Why is it so hard for you to read between the lines
and see what I'm trying to say to you, Larry?
(suspenseful music) (birds cawing)
(Larry coughing)
Be strong.
(Larry coughing)
There's not much time left.
Believe, Larry.
(gentle music)
- I'm trying.
Can't.
Just...
Just leave me alone.
Just let me be.
(eerie music)
(bird cawing)
- Excuse me, sir.
Is anyone else coming?
- Probably not.
No family and only a couple from the home came.
- All right then.
I'll be outside when you're ready.
Again, please accept our condolences for your loss.
- Thank you.
(solemn music)
(ominous music)
- Did you tell your mother that you loved her?
- No.
- Why not?
- [Larry] Don't know.
- Yes, you do.
You didn't tell her because you blame her
for letting Uncle Bob do what he did to you.
- How do you know about him?
- Oh, I know all about him.
And I know all about you.
The kinda pain you're in.
- Why did he do it?
- Why do you want to do it?
- He ruined my life. - I know.
But we're gonna fix that.
- Who are you?
- [Man] Sir, is everything all right?
- Yes.
(solemn music)
Oh god.
(eerie music) (voices moaning)
Oh god.
- [Man] You see me?
Without me, you're nothing.
- I need your soul.
(bird cawing)
- Oh god.
(ominous music)
(phone ringing)
- Yes.
- [Madame] She's on borrowed time.
- Yes, she is.
I'm right now in the neighborhood where she lives.
Believe that's where you wanted me to be, right?
- [Madame] Tick-tock, Detective, the hunter's now the prey.
The noise is music.
- That's it?
- [Madame] Follow your leads, Detective.
- No, I need more.
- So now what's she saying?
- I don't know.
She keeps talking about noise.
To listen for the noise, but now she hears music.
Feels it's our lead.
- I don't know, man, this woman?
I mean, how do we know she knows what she's talking about?
How do we know she's not sending us out here
on some wild goose chase?
- Look, she says the little girl is still alive,
and for some reason, I believe her.
It feels like she's leading us to this area.
- Yeah, but not where though, right?
- No, not where.
- See? It's all bullshit, man, I told you.
- She also said to follow our leads.
- Oh, brilliant.
I mean, you didn't pay her, did you?
- Wait a minute.
Does this kid play an instrument?
- Yeah, but not the violin.
- Come on, let's go.
- So, what are we doing here?
- Madame Solage said to follow our leads.
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
(chattering on police radio)
- The music school that creep got fired from.
(violin strings plinking)
- Made a couple of calls.
It's been shut down.
- Yeah, but that doesn't mean we still can't
check it out though, right?
(eerie music)
- [Woman] What you doing? What you drawing?
- Its a picture of me, you and Dad.
- Why do you have Daddy all the way over there,
so far away from us?
He left us Mommy.
Larry, don't you talk like that.
Look, we had a little fight.
Your father is not leaving us.
- Okay.
It's just a matter of time.
That's what the man in the picture told me.
- Who is this man?
No, come on tell me this isn't funny.
Larry, this is not funny.
He said he'd always be there for me.
He understands.
And in time I will forget I ever knew him.
So, I won't then...
until we meet again and I will understand why.
- And do you know this man?
- He comes to see me.
- In this house?
Larry, is he uh...or like he's there, or...
Larry, look at me.
Now, if there's something you're not telling me,
don't lie to me.
[Boy] See...
- [Boy] He said... He said he wants my soul.
- [Woman] Larry.
(suspenseful music)
- [Detective] This place is giving me the creeps.
(Larry panting)
Do you hear that?
(ominous music)
It's not me.
I'm not the one that's crazy, you're crazy.
It's crazy.
I'm not the one that's crazy!
(sinister laughing) (voices chattering)
- More coffee, sir? - No, thanks.
Check please?
(door opens)
- Bingo.
We got him.
All the information I found matches to the kid
from the old music school that Larry used to work at.
You know the one he molested a couple years back?
- I remember when we questioned
about the kid from the school.
We took him by surprise.
- Well, parents pressed charges, all right,
and evidently, Larry had a good attorney and got off easy.
But the girl committed suicide.
Twin brother was devastated, vowing revenge.
But check this out.
I found the kid's therapist.
She's got all kinds of information.
Correspondence between Larry and the sister.
Photos, letters, some really sick stuff.
- Wait, what about the kid?
How's the kid?
- He's got a lot of animosity.
His head's evidently really messed up.
She said it could take years of therapy
to see if it works at all.
She's actually worried about what the kid might do.
- You know, he's gonna come after Larry.
It's only a matter of time.
- We better find Larry before he does.
- Thank you.
Son of a bitch.
(siren wailing)
(tense music)
(car drives up)
(tense music)
(car drives away)
(footsteps)
- [Girl] Please, sir, please.
- [Larry] Please, stop!
(handcuffs clanking)
(Larry panting)
- [Girl] Please, sir, please!
- Please, stop!
(door opens)
- Don't bother.
- How did you get in here?
- [Luke] I thought you'd find closure. I really did.
- I didn't choose this life.
- Makes you feel safe.
Sickness brings you pleasure, makes you feel like
everything's gonna be all right.
What's inside there?
- [Larry] I thought I could stop.
I won't do it. - You didn't.
You went on doing the same thing.
You gave some thought to changing,
but with no action to follow.
- You don't understand.
No one understands.
- You've chosen to walk in darkness.
People put their trust in you.
They believed in you because of what you appear to be.
You have a problem you can't control, Larry.
You know who I am?
- Yes.
The angels of death.
You came for me, but I was selfish enough
not to realize what you were trying to do for me.
But I guess it's for the best.
I've been through worse.
What my uncle did to me.
This is nothing.
I guess I'll be at peace now.
- I'm not so sure that's the case, Larry.
Being at peace is being redeemed.
You're on the other side of the fence.
Again, it's not my decision to make it.
This will all seem like a dream to you, but at the end,
I'll be there to take you to the other side.
- I'm not afraid to die.
No one understands.
I'm the bad guy?
I'm the victim.
No one cared what I thought.
No one was there for me.
I tried to stop.
- But you can't.
Because your evil mind tells you not to.
- Why don't you sit back and enjoy the show?
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Listen.
Isn't that a beautiful noise?
(suspenseful music)
Listen for the... (mumbling)
You are the devil.
(dissonant strings music)
(fighting and grunting)
(suspenseful music)
- Hey Larry.
Remember me?
- Yeah.
I remember you.
You're the kid in my dreams.
- Kid, kid, don't do it.
He's gonna get what he deserves.
- I have to stop him! - No.
- No more hurting! - Drop the gun, kid, now!
- What he did to me?
I can never forgive him. - Just take it easy.
Easy.
- I knew you'd be here, Larry.
(gunshots banging) - No!
(man shouting)
(police radio chattering)
- I'm sorry.
Please forgive me.
(chattering on police radio)
(tense music)
- [Woman] Oh, you didn't listen to me.
You didn't listen to me, Larry.
- [Larry] Mother?
(eerie music)
- [Priest] Death.
- [Larry] What did you say, Father?
- [Priest] Death follows them.
They're said to be angels, angels of death.
The chosen ones.
You see, each of us has a destiny.
Each one of us is destined to die before we're even born.
- Mother?
- [Woman] What's the matter with you?
- What's happening to me, Mother?
Why am I here?
(man mumbling)
- I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
(doorbell rings)
- Hi, Mrs. Griffin.
Mrs. Griffin, how's Elizabeth?
- She's great. Please, come on in.
- Did your daughter say anything?
You know, we did find out there were other victims.
All kids.
- God.
No, she didn't.
She's perfect.
I questioned her, but all she said
was someone was there holding her hand.
- What do you mean?
- That's what she said.
- You mean the perp, Larry Elliott?
- No, someone else.
She's very calm when she talks about him.
Not scared.
Says he wore a dark suit?
- A black suit?
- I guess it was black.
And he was holding her hand.
That's all she remembers.
She's fine. It's amazing.
- Yeah, it's terrific.
- Yeah, I'm happy it all worked out.
(car doors closes)
- Man in black?
- Man in black.
Who is that guy?
(eerie music)
- [Luke] You know who I am.
- [Larry] Yes.
The angel of death.
(dramatic music)
(upbeat music)
(indistinct voices singing)