No!
(gasping)
(screaming)
(yelling)
Jack, I dropped it!
JACK: No, leave it, Ryan!
The roof's collapsing!
Come on!
SYLVAN: No, master!
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What the hell is that?!
What was this place?
Taxidermist shop.
Wonder what they were stuffing.
I don't know.
I don't want to know.
Look, we tell anybody about this place,
the cops will be snooping around for months.
They'll shut the job down.
Right, let's just dump it.
MAN: I wish that slime would show up.
MAN 2: I don't like this; it makes me nervous.
It's going to make you rich, Briggs.
That little hooker says Koslow's got the cash on him.
What if we get caught?
Nobody's gonna know about this but you, me and Koslow.
And he's not going to say anything.
How can you be sure of that?
Do you want to wind up like me?
Laying your ass on the line
for 20 years for some lousy pension?
We deserve that money.
I guess we just have to trust each other.
That's right, partner.
Koslow.
Let's nail that bastard.
Look, Briggs, a rat!
Hey, I-I found that.
Where's the money?
Where is it, you little weasel?
Goreman! Tell me!
Someplace safe.
You know, you guys are always one step behind.
Nobody does a swap anymore.
There's too many rip-off artists around.
(hammer cocks)
Goreman! Goreman, no!
Let go of me!
You can't kill-- Oh!
(groaning)
Hey, hey...
You can't kill me.
You're a cop.
Oh, yeah?
Call it!
(jingling)
(thunder crashing)
(phonograph powers up)
(slow ragtime jazz playing)
(mechanical creaking)
(chimes tinkling)
(thunder crashes)
Johnny, we're leaving now.
If anybody needs us, we're at the Beerbaum Estates
evaluating their antiques, eh?
You hear me?
Oh, yeah, Micki gave me the phone number.
Is something wrong?
No.
It's just that me and my dad, we...
always went fishing this time of the year.
Johnny...
I know the emptiness you feel
when you lose somebody you love.
Just give it time.
Micki and I will always be here for you.
Hey, thanks, guys.
Hey, are you sure you don't want to come with us?
No, no, come on, huh? I'm waiting for
the body shop to call me about my car.
Come on, we could use your help.
No, I'll be okay, really.
Well, we'll be back before midnight.
All right.
(door chimes jangling)
MAN: "We approached the site
"and followed our suspect with guns down.
"Officer Briggs fell and I gave chase.
"I wounded the assailant, but he eluded me.
"As I searched the area, I heard a scream
"and discovered Koslow dead,
his face marked with a brand."
That everything?
I'm, uh, sorry about Briggs.
Yeah.
Why don't you take a few days off?
No, I'd rather not.
(sighing): Yeah, okay.
Homicide will probably want to
talk to you anyway about this burn.
They ever see anything like this before?
Yeah, they've got a couple unsolveds with the same MO.
They do?
Yeah, one was a Times reporter
named, uh, Hewitt.
They ran a story about it being related to witchcraft
but, uh, nothing ever came of it.
Take care.
(music plays on TV)
JACK: Johnny, we're back!
Beerbaum's had nothing from the manifest.
But they gave us this for our trouble.
Isn't she beautiful? Shh...
NEWS ANCHOR: A shootout between police and a known drug dealer
has left one officer and his attacker dead.
Officer Edward Briggs was declared dead at the scene.
And in a bizarre twist,
the drug dealer, Romeo Koslow,
was also found dead near the shootout site,
a ram's head branded into his forehead.
Micki! ANCHOR: A year ago
two similarly mutilated bodies
were found in a local cemetery.
Those deaths remain unexplained
but police sources speculate that they may be murder rituals
performed by a Satanic cult.
Turn that off!
Micki, we don't know that this is the coin.
No... it's back!
Micki!
What's the matter with her?
What is this coin you're talking about?
Some time ago...
...we tracked down an antique coin.
The coin of Zaecles.
It was owned by the leader of a Satanic cult.
What did it do?
First it killed people.
Then it could bring others back from the dead.
But why is Micki so...
The coin killed her.
What?
Ryan and I were able to
trick the coven into bringing her back.
Well, how? I mean...
We swapped her
for a corpse that they wanted to revive.
When the coin was placed on her forehead, she came back to us.
And the coven escaped with this coin?
No.
No, the coven was destroyed.
It was destroyed and the coin was buried
under thousands of tons of rubble
when the temple collapsed.
Rubble and debris.
And you think somebody dug this thing up?
I don't know.
Hewitt... Hewitt!
(people chattering)
WOMAN: File those in the morning!
Let's get something to eat.
The ram's head.
I-I think she can be fixed.
With a little of the right kind of glue,
she'll be as good as ever.
I'm scared.
Yeah...
So am I.
It killed me once.
What's to stop it from killing me again?
We have to go after it, Micki.
Oh, no, no, no.
You and Ryan got lucky last time.
I'm not going to trust we'll get lucky again.
Unh-unh, that thing's after me.
Now, now, we don't know that, Micki.
Jack!
Don't get yourself all worked up.
You tricked it into letting me go.
It wants me back.
GOREMAN: "The most unusual aspect
"of this case is the ram's head burn.
"Research indicates the imprint resembles an item
"known to Satanic investigators as the coin of Zaecles,
"which followers of witchcraft believe has
the power to kill and raise the dead."
To kill...
and raise the dead.
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(jangling)
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Welcome back, partner.
Well, this is it.
This is where the taxidermist's shop was?
Yeah.
It had, uh, caverns beneath it where the coven used to meet.
Look, you guys stay here.
I'm just going to take a look around, huh?
So... another visitor.
I didn't see anything.
I didn't see anything!
No?
Then perhaps you'd like a closer look.
(gasps)
Micki, tell me what happened in there.
I died.
It happened so fast, there was nothing I could do.
I... I just died.
What was it like?
What was it like to be dead?
I got to know.
It was cold and empty,
and he was waiting there for me.
I could feel him.
Who?
Satan.
Ah, Micki, come on, don't talk like that.
Chances are that coin is still buried.
No, it's not.
Listen, I... I can't wait here.
I'll meet you back at the store.
Do you realize what we can do with this?
We can bring Koslow back to life
and find out where he hid the money.
Then I'll get to kill him myself.
(laughing): Yeah. In 24 hours
we'll be in Rio with over a million bucks.
Hey, we'll have enough money to get you patched up
real good, too, pal.
What about the coin?
I'm holding on to it.
Who knows when we may need it again?
So who are you going to kill so we can get Koslow back?
Rita.
That little hooker who tipped us off to him.
Yeah, Rita.
Tonight we pay her back,
find Koslow's money, and retire.
Whatever you say, partner.
Where's Micki?
Uh, she couldn't hang around anymore.
She went back to the store.
(sighs)
Did you find anything out?
I couldn't get past the police barricade.
That's where the shoot-out happened last night,
all right.
The drug dealer with the brand?
Hmm.
Had to be that coin of ours, I'm afraid.
So, what are you going to tell Micki?
I think I should do everything I can
to keep Micki out of this one.
All right.
What's the next step?
We have to find out who was here last night.
I'll go on down to the police station
and see what I can turn up without arousing suspicion.
No, no, Jack, let me do that.
My father had a lot of friends in the force,
and besides, they're more likely to help me than you.
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, Johnny.
Sarge.
It's been too long.
Yeah.
What brings you here?
I heard about that cop that got killed last night.
It reminded me I haven't seen you since my dad died.
You still miss Vince, don't you?
Yeah.
Sarge,
about last night, that drug dealer, uh, Koslow...
what happened?
It's weird, all right.
Nobody was there except the dead officer's partner.
He didn't see much.
Anybody I know?
I don't think so; Parker Goreman is his name.
Look, I got to run
these reports upstairs.
Um, I'll be back, though.
Why don't you, uh, sit down and get yourself a coffee?
Okay? Thanks.
Jack, Jack, I found something out.
Shh, I just got Micki to take a nap.
How is she doing?
About the same.
She's convinced that whoever has the coin has her targeted.
This might make her feel better.
Briggs, the cop that died,
had a partner named Goreman, who was the only witness.
The papers said he didn't see a thing.
Well, they might be wrong 'cause while I was there,
a report came in from the morgue.
Another killing?
Briggs' body has disappeared.
Oh, my God. MICKI: So the coin is back
and someone's using it.
Micki, maybe it's okay.
It's given life. Now it's ready to kill again.
JACK: Micki,
let's be sure of all this before we jump to any conclusions.
Goreman's a cop.
I mean, he just wants to see his partner alive again.
I can understand how he feels.
JACK: Johnny, it doesn't work that way.
Well, Micki was dead and she's okay.
That coin didn't turn her into some zombie.
No, it didn't.
So what's the difference?
Briggs will be the same way he was before he died--
a good cop.
Johnny, we'll talk about all this later.
All right?
You ready to roll?
Yeah.
(car doors opening)
(car doors closing)
(car starts)
Want a date? (horn honking)
WOMAN: Taxi!
Hop in, Rita.
We're taking you downtown.
Briggs.
I heard you were dead.
You heard wrong.
Get in the car. No way.
I haven't done anything.
Yeah?
(grunts)
RITA: Hey.
Move it.
Hey, I don't do freebies for anyone, especially cops.
Shut up.
Just do it to her, Goreman.
(chuckles)
What is this, two-for-one night?
I won't keep quiet about this.
I'll scream bloody murder
if you two even touch me.
Don't worry, Rita.
Nobody's going to lay a finger on you.
(air whipping)
(jangling)
Aah!
(panting)
Go dump her.
Get away from that!
(grunting)
MICKI: "Dear Ryan...
"I miss you.
"I used to talk to you when I was scared.
"And I really need to talk to you now.
"I don't know what to do...
and I can feel my time running out."
(sniffling)
What're you doing?
I'm writing a letter to Ryan.
So maybe
he'll-he'll understand what happened
after I'm dead.
(sighs)
Micki, please.
I wish you'd--
you'd stop talking like this.
Jack, he had a chance
to live his life all over again.
I don't think I'm gonna get that chance.
We have our lives.
We have each other.
But for how long?
How long before both of us are killed
by one of those objects?
If you give up your will to live
you're letting this thing destroy you!
It's after me, Jack!
There's no escape.
I'm sure of it!
Listen to yourself, Micki.
I'm scared, Jack.
I don't want to die.
I know.
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(sighs)
(grunts)
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(grunting)
(jangling)
(thunderclap)
Pop?
Johnny?
What's going on?
Never mind, Pop.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Come on.
This way.
Why didn't you kill him?
I didn't have a chance.
Maybe you didn't have the guts.
Don't worry. I got a pretty good idea where he's going.
Where?
Same place we'd go if we had it--
the cemetery.
The cemetery?
Yeah.
I overheard him talking
to the Sarge this afternoon.
He's got somebody he'd like to have back, too.
His father.
Okay, let's go.
I remember this place.
Yeah.
I thought we could be alone here.
You know, like old times.
Are you okay, Pop?
Since I've seen you I feel like a new man.
How about your bullet wound?
Ah, that's nothing.
It's just like a scratch.
I don't even feel it.
Listen, Pop, I'm gonna go to the lodge to make a phone call.
I'll be back in a little while, all right?
(laughing)
You can't leave those women alone, can you?
Hey, Johnny,
did you find anybody special yet?
Well, don't worry.
It'll happen.
Somebody'll come along just like Ma.
When it happens, you'll know it.
Just like that, you know it.
Go ahead.
I'll pitch the tent.
It never was your specialty, was it?
(sighs)
What now, partner?
We look for a guy named Johnny Ventura.
Come on.
Where's Johnny?
I don't know.
Phoned his apartment
and I get some message about "gone fishing."
What?
It doesn't make sense.
He wouldn't walk out on us now
at a time like this, would he?
(phone ringing)
Is that you, Johnny?!
Listen, Jack... Where are you?
It doesn't matter.
Um, Goreman and Briggs have the coin and I'm following them.
I'm sure I can get it back, but it might take a couple days.
Stay away from them, Johnny.
That coin's far too dangerous. You don't know!
Listen, I can take care of this, Jack. Believe me.
Johnny, no, wait!
(dial tone)
Damn!
First Ryan, now Johnny.
Micki, if you're going to let your fear get the better of you,
you're no use to either of us.
You weren't the one who was killed by this thing.
That's in the past!
Let it go and get on with your life!
You don't know what it's like to be dead!
You're not dead now!
You're alive. So start acting that way.
It's happening all over again.
They're gonna kill Johnny.
And they're gonna bring more people back from the dead.
That's the point-- they will unless we stop them!
(beeping)
JOHNNY: Hi, I'm out of town this week.
Gone fishing. Please leave a message
when you hear the sound of the tone.
(beeping)
(dial tone)
(beeping)
BRIGGS: Looks like we're going camping.
I used to come here when I was your age--
whenever I wanted to be alone.
I'd look up at that big blanket of stars,
and whatever it was that was bothering me
didn't seem so important anymore.
You should try it.
I don't get much of a chance, Pop.
Things have changed since you--
since we last talked.
I'm dealing with things that I never thought I'd have to.
Some of it's really hard.
It'll get better.
It always does.
Problems don't go on forever.
Now that lasts.
That goes on forever.
Everything else passes.
Remember that.
I missed you, Pop.
Where's your ma,
Johnny?
She should be here.
Where is she?
Maybe it's okay.
Maybe she knows.
She knows that there were lots of things
I never got to say to you.
Where's the coin?
I don't have it. That's too bad.
I guess I'll just have to kill your old man.
Johnny, what's going on?
Don't do it!
Hand it over!
What...
what do you say we flip for it?
Nah, nah, give us the coin,
and-and you and your father can walk out of here.
Get in the car, Pop.
Come on! Hand it over.
Whoa!
Let him go.
We got what we want.
I'm going to nail that kid.
What, are you insane?
In a few days, they'll be looking for us.
So, let them look.
We can take care of anybody we want
with a flip of that coin.
Give it to me.
No, no, it's safer with me.
Give me the coin.
(chuckles softly) What?
What are you going to do, Briggs, kill me?
Sorry, partner.
(gun firing)
We're too late.
I don't think Johnny was here when this happened.
JOHNNY: I wasn't.
Vince?
Who are these people?
You used that coin...
to bring him back.
Jack used it to get you back.
What the hell were you thinking of?!
He's fine.
He's... he's just the way I remember him.
How could you do this?
How could you lie to us?
Johnny... what's going on?
Will you get out of here?!
Leave us alone.
Johnny, he's not your father.
It's just...
it's whatever's left of his body.
Get out! Where's the coin?
What have you done with it?
I was going to bring it back to you after... Where is the coin?
Goreman's got it back!
Oh, my God.
He's probably on his way to the cemetery.
We better get there first.
Jack.
You stay out of this.
And stay out of everything we do from now on.
Johnny...
what's going on?
(thunder rumbling)
What do you think?
It's certainly newly dug up, isn't it?
Jack, what about that car?
JACK: It could be them.
Well, if it is, where are they?
(gasps): Jack!
You showed up just in time.
(panting)
Don't be afraid.
It only hurts for a moment.
No!
(shrieking)
(engine rumbling)
(yells)
(tires squealing)
Micki!
(gasping)
Micki!
(engine sputtering)
Get out of the car, Pop.
Pop, get out of here.
(gasping)
Run, Pop-- get out of here!
Are you okay?
Come on, come on, come on.
(gasps)
Oh, my God... okay.
Come on... r-run.
Come on, Micki, run!
(grunting)
(engine starting)
Johnny!
(panting)
(yells)
Come on, hurry, hurry!
(gasps)
(panting)
(screams)
Stay down... stay down.
(gun firing)
JOHNNY: Briggs, over here!
(screaming)
No!
(grunting and groaning)
(screaming)
Micki, get the hell out of there.
Give me your hand-- hurry!
(Micki yells)
(grunting)
No! JOHNNY: Micki... Micki, hurry.
Get out of there.
(grunting)
Micki, no!
(Micki yelping)
(sobbing)
(shrieks)
JOHNNY: Micki!
(yelling)
(sobbing)
Come on, Micki.
Give me your hand.
Come on.
(grunting)
Come on, come on.
Are you okay?
(sobbing)
Jack!
Oh, Micki. Jack!
Are you all right?
Yes-- are you?
I got it back.
It's all over.
No.
No, it isn't.
Pop?
Johnny...
what's going on?
Are you okay?
What's happening here?
Pop...
I used something to bring you back.
Something cursed.
Johnny...
what about your ma?
Is she okay?
I can't kill him.
You've got to.
Will this bring him back to where he was?
He earned a place in the hereafter where he was happy.
I don't think anything can change that.
VINCE: Johnny.
We'll talk again. (thunder rumbling)
I know we will.
I know it.
(jangling, whooshing)
Pop!
Pop.
(sobbing)
Oh, God.
What have I done?
What have I done?!
(sobbing)
How are you feeling?
I'm okay.
I don't know about him.
Johnny...
remember Vince the way he really was, huh?
I killed him.
No... no, you allowed him to rest in peace.
I... I shouldn't be here.
I don't... I don't know how to deal with this stuff.
That's not true.
You taught me that I care more about you two
than anything else, even my own life.
I'm really sorry that this all happened.
All I wanted was my father back.
But instead, I had to lose him all over again.
It's all right-- he understood.
Johnny...
you've got us.
We'll always be there for you.
Always.