Ah!
No.
No!
Ah!
Please. Please.
I beg you.
I beg you!
I'm only here to help you.
Hello, Uffizi.
Fucking pig!
This is going to hurt.
You want me, don't you?
Take that cross and shove it through your eyes.
Oh, not nice.
I want to lick you...
and suck you dry.
Ah!
Uffizi, no!
No!
Death...
is the inevitable consequence of life.
Our bodies are doomed to fail.
Some, unfortunately,
are doomed to fail sooner than others.
Failure...
it's the most important lesson
you will learn in the medical profession.
Some of you...
secretly indulge the conceit
that you will succeed in the face of God.
That you will learn to defy death.
I know.
I did, too...
once upon a time.
You two lovebirds quarreling again?
No. We're just, uh, discussing Lizzie's favorite subject...
my impending demise.
That's it. I'm out of here.
No, no, I'm done. I swear... honest.
Okay? Look.
- Aw. - All done.
Where's Kenny?
Over there, paying down his student loans.
- Could you be more obvious? - What?
Tell me you're not dealing drugs to Professor Whalen.
Knock-off Viagra, actually.
He'll be fishing on that rod all week long.
And you're all right with that?
Hey, as long as his old lady's cool with it, I'm cool.
Ah!
Hey, hey, oxygen.
Would you put that thing away?
Lost again.
Here, you need to hose down those willies, girl.
I can't. It's a work night.
You'll put him to bed?
No. I'm gonna stick a light bulb up his ass,
turn him into a beer sign.
Home by midnight. I mean it.
Get out of here, Mom. The kids want to play.
Midnight!
Here's to M.O.B.
What's M.O.B.?
Money over bitches.
Fire sale... where do you want him?
Put him on four.
Four.
Oh.
I got something a little extra special for you today.
What do we got... homicide, suicide, natural causes or what?
I'm gonna go with "or what."
Two, three... lift!
I grabbed him on a field run over near Jackson Square.
Someone hung him on a cross... and burned him alive.
That's pleasant. That's really nice.
All dressed up for Ash Wednesday...
blessed and cremated at the same time. Later.
Oh, hey, do you mind giving me a hand here? F.
The boss man left early. I got a midterm in 90 minutes.
And no one told me I was gonna have to process another D.B.
Are you kidding? I love this shit.
Thanks.
Okay, we are definitely gonna need some dental plates.
Can a body burn this much on its own?
Not without an accelerant.
Get me some scrapings, will you?
Excellent.
That's weird...
these burns are mostly superficial.
Hey, Luke, check this out.
The liver and all the other organs are white,
like they've never touched a drop of blood.
Uh, you know what this means, don't you?
Educate me.
This dude got his blood from somewhere else.
Come on.
- You have a better explanation? - Yeah.
Yeah, uh, among other things,
sometimes contact with water can turn liver tissue white.
Elizabeth, the guy was found hanging from a cross...
burning.
At... at dawn.
No way.
- No! No, no, no. - Go ahead... Check his teeth.
- This is crazy! - Check its real, tell me I'm full of shit.
Tell it. Check his teeth.
Fine.
Oh.
Guess I'm full of shit.
That's weird.
Christ! Ugh!
What?
Oh, shit.
Ah.
Oh.
Shit! I was right.
I was right!
Shit! We found a vampire. We bagged us a vampire.
We... we... we... we bagged us a vampire.
We got us a vampire.
Oh, shit.
I'll be right back.
Where are you going?
Oh, man.
Yeah?
Lowell, okay, don't go all academic on me, all right?
Lizzie, what are you...
I've got something down here...
something that can't exist.
But it does...
at least I think it does.
You found a what?
A vampire?
You don't believe me, do you?
Well, it's...
not that I don't believe you.
I just... can't.
No, I... I understand, really.
I mean, God, I wouldn't believe me either,
especially if I was you.
You may look dead...
Garden room.
You have a body on your slab,
unlike any other you have ever seen.
Who is this?
Opportunity... I want the body,
and I'll make you rich to get it.
Hello?
A body was delivered here in the last hour...
badly burned.
That was the strangest call just now.
Who was it?
I haven't a clue...
but whoever it was
just offered $30 million large for our friend here.
I'm waiting for the punch line.
You just heard it.
What... does this mystery caller want with the body?
Do the math... $30 mil is pocket change
if we can figure out what makes this thing tick.
Immortality... on sale at a morgue near you.
W...Wait. Okay, hold on a minute.
We need to think this through, all right?
We need... why don't we get some experts in here?
Just see what the hell we're dealing with.
Who? What... the CDC, the FBI, the NRA,
fucking Pete Corello?
Jesus, Elizabeth, think.
Why is it that not one single verified vampire
has ever been found... ever?
It's because they disappear.
Or someone makes them disappear,
along with any credible witnesses.
Men in black?
Remember the John Doe from the tenement fire last week?
No, no, no, no, no. Luke, we can't.
We make a switch... one charred husk for the other.
Who's gonna know, anyway, right?
Luke!
So they get some drunk who played with matches
instead of a vampire. So what? What are they gonna do with the body,
put it away in some secret stash?
- What a waste. - This is insane.
No, Elizabeth, not doing this is insane.
$30 million...
$30 million for the secret of eternal life...
or business as usual.
Excuse me.
Yes?
I'm here to give last rites.
It's a little late for that, isn't it, Father?
Never too late to save a soul.
Someone will be down to help you in a minute.
I don't have a minute.
Hey, can I help you with something?
Yes.
Yeah, must be this one.
Thank you.
What the hell took you so long?
Go. Go, go. Just go.
Mr. Big wants us to meet him
at the last turn off before the interstate.
Ah!
Oh, God! Uh!
Fuck me. Shit.
Fuck.
Get out. I'm driving.
Elizabeth Blaine.
Lizzie, you don't know who this investor is
or even if his money is real.
I... I know, Lowell. I know.
Like I said, I just...
I'm not condoning
what you did, Elizabeth, not for a second.
But there's a right way to do the wrong thing.
That's all I'm saying.
We have to protect ourselves.
Okay, then, um...
all I can say is...
is welcome aboard.
Just listen.
Here's what I want you to do.
Take the body to my parents' old house.
Now, the place is a wreck,
but it's empty and it's isolated.
We can start testing it there...
and find out what it really is
before we bring in your man with the money.
W...When does Lowell get here?
About two or three hours... he and the guys had to stop
- and make a pickup. - Pickup of what?
350 pints of blood... give or take.
I guess it pays to be connected.
Lowell got the research grant that put U.N.O. on the map.
They probably would've given us the blood.
Yeah, sure, if we hadn't stolen it already.
Isn't that right, Lowell?
Okay, lowlifes, that'll do.
Clamp on.
Secure his hands and legs.
Sure, like he's gonna be going somewhere.
Good to go...
four-wheeled asshole.
March 10th...
first trial.
To infinity and beyond, sweetie.
I don't know about this, guys.
I think I prefer the guy dead.
My mom always says it takes one person to do something stupid,
but it takes a whole bunch of people
to do something really stupid.
Fuck it. Think about the money.
Now...
- Let's immerse him. - Let's dunk him.
All right. Come on, Luke.
Watch the cord.
- Get that over there. - Careful.
- All right, easy. - You got him?
Okay.
Grab this cable.
All right, all right. Let it go. Let it go.
- All right, he's in. - Nice.
All right, I'm hooked over here.
Okay.
All right, he's all locked in.
Now...
All right, guys...
from here on out, whatever happens...
happens.
It's been, like, two hours
and not even so much as a ripple.
The dude is dead, man.
Maybe we need virgin blood.
Why?
Didn't Elizabeth Bathory always bathe in virgin blood?
No.
No, 'cause when my blood touched its skin, it reacted.
There goes the virgin theory.
To think I was acing
"ethical problems in modern medicine" this semester.
Come on, do something.
Anything.
All right, all right.
We fish him out... all right?
See what happened...
or didn't.
Oh. I think we melted him.
Somebody tell me... tell me
what's going on up there.
Nothing. This is just such a...
Oh god! Ah!
Ah!
- Ah! Tanya!
Ah!
Grab him!
Stick him!
- Get the blood off. - Stick him!
Stick it!
Do it!
Get the blood off!
Hurry!
Sticking it... won't be necessary.
It's a sun gun.
Who the fuck are you?
I'm the money...
but you can call me Eric.
We're so screwed.
We have to call the police.
Police? Wh...
Are you kidding? How are we gonna explain this?
We can't just leave her here.
Kenny's right. No police.
What?
It's over, Lowell.
You understand? It's over.
I don't know what the hell happened up there.
I don't even want to think about it.
But Tanya's dead.
And we have to deal with that...
all of us.
Elizabeth...
we can't help Tanya...
not now.
Think about what we saw,
what we learned, what we can still learn.
Am I supposed to be comforted by that?
My God...
what is happening here?
No. Forget it.
We have to call it in. There's no other way.
Luke?
I don't believe it.
I think what they're trying to say, Elizabeth,
is that we've all just crossed the Rubicon.
There is no going back.
Forget the fucking Rubicon! What about our fucking money?
First, I only represented the money.
And second, it seems as though I'm the only one around here
who's been acting in good faith.
So I would propose we all start working together
on the off chance that some good
can still come out of this nightmare.
Good.
I believe there's usually a shovel in the barn.
Ah!
I'm so sorry, Tanya.
I'm so sorry.
Stick it! Stick it! Hurry!
- Stay calm! - Incredible...
the electronics don't record him at all.
Of course it doesn't show up on a video monitor.
He's a fucking vampire.
Where is she?
Your girlfriend?
His girlfriend.
Who the fuck are you?
I'm the money...
but you can call me Eric.
It's all been arranged.
We'll move the subject to a more secure location in the morning,
begin testing it for real.
How much more real does it have to get?
We know he's alive, Kenny.
We just don't know what's keeping him alive.
Or if that essence can be safely transferred to somebody else.
I just got through
planting my best friend in somebody's backyard.
Excuse me if I don't give a shit.
Now, unless this essence of yours can bring her back,
I'm just here to get my money and get the hell out of here.
Tanya's dead.
It doesn't work on cells that are already dead.
No.
Well, how does it work, Lowell?
Does it work on diseased cells?
Would it work on that?
How about cells from some poor, palsy piece of shit
in a wheelchair who... Oh, my God! That's you!
You're missing the big picture.
Sure.
You won't just be sitting there with your Nobel Prize.
You'll be dancing with it.
I suggest keeping your students in line, Professor.
This won't go well for any of us.
Thank you for the advice.
Iron chains painted with liquid silver.
In his weakened state, they should hold him easily.
Weakened state, my ass.
You ask me, he's looking better,
even without our help.
Ultraviolet light.
He gets out of line, you dial this up.
Turn it down.
Turn it back down!
Any of you come down here,
wear your shades, or you'll fry your retinas.
Oh, and be sure to keep the generator fueled
at all times.
You should all get familiar with these...
in case you need to use them.
Spear guns.
The harpoons have been plated with silver,
so, please, don't bang them around,
or it'll flake off.
Shooting him through the heart will certainly slow him down.
Now, here's a testament to Occam's Razor.
Jesus.
Oh, God.
Elizabeth?
Ah!
You okay? Elizabeth!
I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute.
Okay.
Why is it we get stuck on all the disturbing-the-peace calls?
Some chick screaming her head off all night...
Come on, man. I call that a party.
I'm telling you, Hodge...
you listen to Old Man Fletcher, he'll have you running out here
every time his dog barks sideways.
That's not all. Last night Fletch closed up St. Jude's...
tells Father Harry there's some kind of demonic ritual
going on out here...
like he expects Harry
to send out his favorite exorcist or something.
Now, I'd pay to see that.
Hello?
Holy Christ!
Police!
Get up...
slowly.
Now turn around.
You, uh, an exorcist?
Not exactly.
Put your hands on your head...
and turn back around slow.
There's no need for that, officer.
I'm done here.
I'll leave you to your crime scene.
Jesus. What the hell happened here?
Jimmy!
Jimmy, get up here!
Now!
It's best if everyone stays calm.
You answer me, man...
what the hell are you doing here?
Friends forever.
In the tub. It must've bit me.
How sick is that?
- Ah! - Yah!
Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
You're lucky, David.
Close your eyes, officer...
and count your blessings.
When you open them, this will all be over.
This is a scraping of skin from our subject
before we immersed it in the tub.
And this blood is from Kenny.
Regular unleaded.
Ah, look at that... replication.
It's just like...
cancer...
but without the chaos.
Amazing.
That is not the question.
We are getting to that, Lizzie.
Not fast enough.
Are you okay?
I just want to get the answer we came for
and get this the hell over with.
She's right... we're here to see what this thing's blood can do,
- So let's get on with it. - Okay.
We'll need to draw at least
25 C.C. s of our new friend's blood, for starters.
Any volunteers?
Who's... your... daddy?
Where's Luke?
Good question.
Don't ask.
You are not...
like them.
Take from me...
But first...
you must stop...
the sun.
Dial down the lights...
all the way.
Fuck that.
If you want the blood, then dial down the lights.
Bloody Americans.
No!
Neck.
Everything you know...
is about...
to end.
You can see from these samples
how my muscle fiber has deteriorated over time.
You'll have to admit...
I'm pretty much the... poster boy
for cellular degeneration.
We all got to be good at something.
Right, Lowell?
That's right, Kenny.
Do the honors.
Now let's see what the vampire blood does.
That doesn't look good.
It's killing off the host cells.
Wait.
What's going on?
They're taking over.
If it's replacing the cells it's killed,
when do you stop being you?
It won't change who you are, just make you better.
Hell, it'll turn you into fucking Superman.
Or pure, refried evil.
Where have you been, Luke?
Shopping.
You know, evil's just a state of mind, fella,
that's all.
He's right, you know. It's just a subjective term.
Absolutely meaningless in the clinical setting.
Is it? Is this the new you, Lowell?
Here's the new you on holy water.
It's fucking acid. You threw fucking acid on it!
S...So, what are you saying? What are you saying, huh?
What I'm saying, Kenny,
is that that thing out in the pool is a monster,
and I'm no better than you, 'cause I stole it.
But don't pretend like it's something else.
You know what it is. We all know what it is.
No, no, what are you really saying, huh?
Are you with us, or are you against us?
I gotta know who my allies are!
Answer me when I talk to you, man!
- That's enough! - Get the fuck off of me!
You listen to me.
We are all in this together, right?
Nobody's backing out here,
so let's just take it down a notch, okay?
- Okay? - Okay.
We all know it's a vampire.
N...Nobody's kidding themselves here.
The trick is to separate the disease vector...
the evil, if you will... from the cure.
Right, like a vaccine,
where you take what makes you sick
and you turn it into a cure.
For lack of a better term, yes.
Get my point, Luke?
Yeah, Lowell...
I get your point.
That dude is a major-league liability.
What's with the seeds?
Well, they say vampires are compulsive counters.
He'll want to stop and count every one before moving on.
And the net?
They also can't pass up any knot
without untying it first.
Where do you get this stuff?
Basic cultural literacy.
Hey... Luke...
I know how you feel.
All I'm asking is that you give them a chance
to see if any good can come out of this, all right?
Elizabeth, let's just call this for what it is, okay?
This is all about Lowell.
Yeah, it is.
I'm sorry.
I've been watching the only man I ever loved die,
inch by inch, over the last three years.
For three years.
I know that, but, you know, that's not...
No, no.
Lowell is everything to me.
You understand? Everything.
Do you know why I took that job down at the morgue?
No, tell me.
Lowell made me do it.
He said... yeah... said that I didn't believe in death,
that I couldn't handle it, didn't think it was real.
I still can't handle it, Luke.
We lost Tanya.
Please don't make me lose Lowell, as well.
Can I help you, Father?
My name is Uffizi.
I come at the behest of Father Perigord.
Who is it, Paul?
Father Uffizi. Father Perigord sent him.
What brings you here?
I understand a man was seen stealing holy water.
How do you know that?
You mentioned the incident en passant to Father Perigord.
I'd like to talk to the boy who saw him.
He has basketball practice till 5:00.
I'll wait.
I don't want trouble.
Excuse me?
I've heard the stories about Ostrava, Tibet.
If what they say is true,
then you have committed unspeakable acts.
Then God will judge me...
not you.
Show him downstairs.
And see to whatever else he needs.
Luke?
Bad time, Lowell.
I need you to understand...
No, I need you to understand something, Lowell.
She's too good for you.
Maybe. Maybe you're right.
But don't forget one thing.
What's that?
Despite my obvious limitations,
she chose me, not you,
so I suggest you get over it.
Once again, he is free in the world.
I'll do what I must, Your Eminence, as always.
He's not like the others, you know.
He was the first... the betrayer...
an immortal being cursed by God.
And his face may change with each regeneration,
but the evil within him is constant.
Any harm you do to his body will be meaningless...
meaningless...
unless you can set his soul free.
He is not deserving.
All men are deserving... all men.
We are not just the instruments of God's vengeance...
even you.
Yes, Your Eminence.
- You must grant him absolution. - Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Only forgiveness can end his damnation.
And allow him to die.
Remember...
- Christ forgave... - Ugh! Ugh!
- And in the end... - Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
So must we all.
Elizabeth.
"Oath of God" in Hebrew.
Is it not?
The noble caretaker of the dead,
giving names to the nameless,
comfort to the damned.
And now...
taker of blood.
What's wrong...
bloodsucker?
Did you think my blood would be limitless?
Better that you protect what you already have
than seek more where there is none.
Oh, yeah.
This is it.
Kenny?
I'm sorry, Professor.
Couldn't wait.
Hope this won't affect my grade.
Don't.
I was flunkin' anyway.
Ugh!
That's okay... really.
I've got this whole new take on medicine.
Very Darwinian.
It's called "survival of the"...
Oh, what is that word?
Kenny.
Uh, no, no. Don't tell me.
I've got it right here...
- on the tip of my tongue. - Ugh!
- It's... Lowell?
Better get back to your honey.
Kenny? Lowell?
Where's Lowell?
What's going on?
What do you think? Kenny took off with the last blood sample!
Don't look at me!
There's more, right? There's more where that came from?
Tell me there's more where that came from!
Whatever blood we had just ran out that door!
Hey, asshole!
Stand back, you fucking yank!
Better keep that thing close-by.
Are you all right, honey?
Up, up, and away.
What are you doing?
Protecting our investment.
Nice.
Almost makes you dizzy, doesn't it?
Lowell!
Oh, God! Lowell, Lowell!
Are you okay?
Lowell...
Jesus.
Oh.
Lowell! Oh, my God.
All this is my fault.
I made this happen.
There's a pulse.
It's... it's weak, but... but it's there.
Luke, help me.
Help me get him into the locker room.
What the fuck?
No! No! No! No!
Do you know what I got? I got hooyah power.
Kenny! Kenny, wait.
You little prick, you were gonna spoil my party.
No, no, no, no, no.
What have we got here?
You here to give me a whipping, Dad?
Have I been that bad?
I'm not what you think.
You're exactly what I think.
Do you want my soul, Father?
Do you want my soul? Is that it?
No, God gets your soul. I just want your head.
Oh, God. No. Please.
Where is it?
What?
Play games, you die.
I don't... I don't know what you're talking about.
Where's the body?
Not far, not far.
Six... six or seven blocks east.
Old... old swimming pool.
Tell them I'm coming.
Yes. Yes, I will.
I don't get it.
I thought you said that thing was bled dry.
I'm not taking blood, Luke. I'm giving it.
What? Why?
It needs to replenish.
Oh, no, Elizabeth, I know what you're thinking.
There's nothing you can do for Lowell now.
- He's too far gone. - I have to try.
What if something happens? What if you get infected?
It's a little late for that, don't you think?
Jesus.
When?
Back in the morgue. Don't you remember?
I cut my finger on its tooth.
You mean, this whole time, you've been...
Don't worry. Don't worry, I haven't turned.
Not yet, as far as I can tell. Look, look.
My body's fighting the infection.
Luke, if we save Lowell,
he can find a cure and save us both.
You have to help, Luke.
Oh, Jesus.
Stay away!
Get back!
I'm only here to help you.
I killed my own cat.
How could I do that?
How?
What's wrong with me?
I'm telling you, if that thing so much as twitches,
I'm frying the bastard and pulling you off the line.
You understand?
You sure about this?
It's not too late.
Yeah.
Elizabeth?
We are the only truth, Elizabeth.
There is no other.
Elizabeth?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Gilles de Rais, Vlad Tepes, El Hazarid...
Dagobert, Proximus, Uther, Caligula...
ah... Iscariot...
And so many more that I've long forgotten.
Elizabeth!
Are you all right?
I don't know.
What happened? Where's Kenny?
Dead... very dead.
- You killed him? - Yes.
No. No, somebody beat me to it.
And that same son of a bitch is coming for us.
Just one guy?
One guy? One guy?
- Yeah! - Yes, one guy!
And here's the kicker... he's a bloody priest!
Priest?
Priest from hell!
Whipped Kenny's head clean off.
That's the guy from the morgue.
Elizabeth! Elizabeth!
Where's Lowell?
Uh... he got hurt.
How bad?
Bad.
Where is he?
Lowell!
Stay back!
Eric, come on!
Listen!
It is down to you and me, man, okay?
We can't go losin' it now!
You said the priest was coming, right?
How long until he gets here?
I don't know. I don't know.
He went to deal with some bird that Kenny...
10 minutes, 10 minutes, maybe less.
Lowell...
Come back to me... please.
Lowell...
Lizzie?
Yeah, it's me. I'm here, I'm here.
Help me up.
Okay, take it easy, okay? Take it slow.
- Ah. - Okay?
Okay. All right. Okay.
Hold onto my shoulders, okay? Can you hold onto my shoulders?
Okay, are you ready? Are you ready?
You ready? Up.
You okay? Come on.
Hold on. Steady.
Okay.
Oh, my God.
Are you alright?
What's it like? What's it like?
It's like...
sex.
- Ah. - All right.
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay, let me go.
You sure?
Yeah, let me go.
Oh!
Yeah.
Welcome back.
Sorry, it's, uh...
not that I don't appreciate
everything you've done for me, Lizzie.
I really, really do.
It's just that, well,
we've reached the end of the line.
I don't understand. I thought...
You thought what?
That we were in love, huh?
No, no.
You were in love. I was in need.
I don't believe you.
You don't believe me?
Let me paint a little picture for you, Lizzie.
Your, uh, investor... ugh...
the mystery man with the money...
the one who called your buddy Luke down in the morgue,
the one who put this whole crazy thing together?
You were sleeping with him.
No.
That's right, twisted limbs and all.
Love hurts, bitch.
Yeah.
Eric's an old pal from college,
and he's quite the handyman.
Unfortunately, like myself, he's flat-out broke.
But not for long.
15 years ago,
I was a struggling medical student, just like you.
And I worked in a morgue, just like you.
And then one day it happened...
something I couldn't explain...
a vampire... a revenant being...
showed up on my slab.
And before I even had time to think about it,
this old priest comes and he claims the body.
And he asks me if anyone's examined it.
And I can see in his eyes, if I say yes,
I'm dead.
And then the implications hit me...
the possibilities, the... the power!
And so I went across the country,
working at morgue after... after morgue,
hoping that I'd find another one
and then my body began to fail.
And I needed eyes and ears...
someone to help me to do the things that I couldn't.
Did you think you were the first one?
You were the fifth...
just another watchdog...
but you were the first one to bark.
You deserve to die.
And I almost did,
but I, uh, don't want you to think
that I'm not eternally grateful
for everything you've done.
We have to go now.
Last one, gov?
Oh, that was a real jilted-bitch thing to do!
No, Lowell, this is a jilted-bitch thing to do!
Lowell!
Picked a bad day to become a vampire.
What do you want?
Step outside. Step into the cleansing light.
What's it gonna be, Eric?
Go for the blood or go after Lowell, huh?
Bollocks!
Back up. Back up.
Wash away all that is unclean.
Come closer.
Go ahead. I'll still live forever.
Ah, but will you want to?
Holy shit!
Oh, fuck!
Did you get it?
He has to untie the knots!
The seeds!
47,812.
Oh, shit.
Count this!
737,898.
99.
Oh, shit!
Oh, my God!
Shit.
Oh.
And what do we have here?
A priest.
A priest with a secret.
Easy, man. Come on, easy.
We have nothing to do with this, okay?
You have everything to do with this.
You're turning.
Oh, leave me alone.
Your infection must have been slight to begin with.
There's still a chance that this can be reversed.
- How? - Sunlight.
Take her into the sunlight.
Pray that there is enough left of what is human
to survive the destruction of what is not.
Okay, we can do this, okay? We're gonna do this.
Agony will be unimaginable, no matter how strong her will.
In the end, she will fight her way back to the darkness.
You must not let her. Do you understand?
Yeah.
Good, because I will be there if you fail.
I could use somebody like you.
- Let's go. - Okay.
We're almost there.
Wait. Wait, wait, just stop, Luke, okay?
Just give me a second.
No, Elizabeth, come on!
Look, I know you're afraid. Come on, you can do this.
Come on, come on.
He said the light was gonna cure you, okay?
You can do this.
All right, all right.
- See? - Oh!
Get out of here, Luke. You can't help me.
Look, Elizabeth, come outside with me!
Come on, you can do this! Come on!
Come on. It's not too late.
Ah! It is too late!
It is too late.
I know you're still here.
You can't leave until the sun sets.
Very noble, what you said to the girl
about the sunlight purging her of evil.
But she's too far gone, and you know it.
You know she will die.
Better by her own hand than mine.
I like that. You're more ruthless than I am.
How does it feel to exist in both worlds...
darkness and light...
and yet belong to neither?
If you must know...
it sucks!
May the Lord who frees you from sin
anoint you and lift you up!
What is this, last rites?
You're giving me last rites?
May Christ who called you, Christ whom you betrayed,
Christ who forgives you,
may Christ take you to himself.
May angels lead you to Abraham's side.
I... cannot... die.
I absolve you of all your sins,
in the name of the Almighty Father,
His Blessed Son,
and the Holy Spirit!
I don't want His forgiveness.
You have it nonetheless.
I deliver you now into His judgment.
Don't you wonder... priest?
Ever since you first stared into the abyss
and saw nothing,
don't you want to know the truth before you take my head?
Silence!
I knew him, knew your Christ...
shared his agonies,
bore his secrets.
There's nothing you can tell me...
...that I don't already know in my heart.
I knew him better than anyone...
better than his own weeping mother.
He loved me...
like a brother.
I could show you how it began...
and our role in it...
No!
Lies!
Look around. All is death.
Don't you think it's time we put an end to it...
once and for all?
I'll find you.
I'm counting on it.