"The earth shall tremble, graves shall open, they shall come among the living as messengers of death and there shall be the nights of terror" - Prophecy of the black spider
[They must have police connections.Leaving a sneak preview at the murder scene. With a calling card "The Chosen Sleuths"···They kill, then leave case numbers as previews for the next murder. They're challenging the police!···These killings aren't random. The victims' families are taking revenge as a team. All these cases are connected to Jun Lee. Everyone in his notes ends up dead]
Jun Lee, former OCTB Chief Inspector. Discharged a year after his wife killed herself. He claimed that he could see demons and ghosts. The doctor diagnosed him with acute paranoia. He was transferred and disarmed. Then he overstepped his bounds, hoarded cases, accused others of botching investigations. He became a pariah. Got discharged for pulling a gun at a press conference. Sent to the Psych Center for 5 years. The doctor said he suffered from hallucinations. He says there's an OCTB squad in his brain and that he sees perps confessing to him. Involved in 19 Insane Person cases after release. Jun Lee is a legend in the Police Force. He was nicknamed "The Chosen Sleuth". He may be connected to these "Sleuths"]
- I looked at 3,000 missing person cases. The Butcher killed at least 30 women. A college girl is the only one that got away. Her identity is confidential.
- The Butcher killed 30? But they only dug up 5 corpses on Keung's land.
- Five's enough to frame Keung! Just like giving Chun a rusty gun made him The Devil Cop!
- ···Why are you so sure that Chun was innocent?
- His Shoelaces weren't tied the same way. The left shoe was tied in reverse. After switching the guns, the killer saw Chun's shoe had slipped. So he did one more thing: He put it back on Chun and tied it with the Ian Knot. I looked at all of Chun's photos. He never used that knot!
- I'm that college student. I fled East Village when Fong saved me. The Butcher tortured me for three days. He hit me especially hard on the third day. I felt he was going to kill me. But he suddenly got a call.
- Why didn't he kill you? What was the call about? Who called him?...... Who tied your Shoelaces?!
- Fong did.
"Whoever battles monsters. Should see to it that he does not become a monster himself. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you"
"Chun wasn't The Devil Cop! The victim isn't the perp! He was framed! There was a fourth person at the scene! Just like the Butcher Case 4 years ago! The evidence was planted! You got evidence, but no witness! The suspects were killed on the scene! The Butcher Case was botched! The Devil Cop Case was botched! They died in vain and left their families behind! Trust me, I've never been wrong before. I'm the Chosen Sleuth!
- I'm The Devil Cop. I'm The Butcher.···
- ···You're also my husband and our baby's father! Turn yourself in!
- Why don't you ask me if my love for you is for real? Don't you want to know if I've ever loved you? You're my proudest work! If you hadn't met that freak and nearly exposed me, I wouldn't have the heart to kill you.
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original title·····神探大战 (San taam daai zin)
language·········Cantonese
"A week ago, a train has been attacked. They stole 300 000 dollars in gold. There was only one survivor. Everybody else got killed. The gold was loaded in El Paso. The robbers tracks seem to show that the attack happened in north. But it was just a trap. Two days before the train left, the robbers went north. They just wanted to leave tracks near the rails. And they went further north. To the river. There, they turned around and went back to El Paso, where they waited for the train to leave. They bought tickets and went in the train as passengers. After an hour, near the Mexican border, they drew their guns and killed everybody. The driver, a judge and everybody else. They stopped the train and unloaded all the gold. Two of them left the train just before it got to its last stop. All the searching was done in the north. Except that nobody will find robbers there. Because they're safe in the south. I only know one man able to organize something like that. It's Bill Sant'Antonio. He's the one who attacked the train. I don't know what happened a year ago between you and him, but I know one thing. Bill is alive"
- I would have never thought that the three of us would meet again after all this time. You should be more wary of your old friends. I wanted to have some peace minding my own business then you came, killed my men robbed my gold and wanted to leave without even saying good bye.
- Tell me, ghost, what's your new name?
- If only people could mind their own business.
- Yet, you tried to kill me a year ago.
- Are you upset for a few blank bullets? Yours were real. You should thank me, Doc. I could have killed you if I wanted to.
- It wouldn't have helped your affairs. You managed to get rid of your men since they went looking for me.
- It was a good idea. This trick helped me to get rid of all those who wanted me dead my men included. They weren't of any use to me anymore. It's great to be alive without anybody knowing it. So I'd like to know who told you that I was around here.
- You didn't kill all the passengers on that train. One of them survived and told me that you were still alive.
- That's why I have to do everything by myself, isn't it ? I'll remember it next time.
- There won't be a next time, ghost.
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original title·····Dio perdona... io no!
language·········Italian·Spanish
- You're both young and strong. Me, I have to make up for so much wasted time. There are many things I have to attend to. Well, Money corrupts Man. It softens him. So to keep you young and pure, I think I'll take everything. You'll thank me for this someday.
- Listen, before you go, there's one thing I'd do if I were you.
- What is that?
- Shoot me. The world is too small for you to get far enough away from me. I'll find you sooner or later.
- Listen, tiny, you must have worms in your brain. Cacapoulos doesn't go around shooting people just to have something to do.
- Then give me a loaded gun.
- Oh, no, I can't do that. My grandfather always used to say, "Even if you have a small advantage, be careful not to lose it. In the best of circumstances, you'd be considered a fool." And I always find myself in trouble if I don't follow my grandfather's advice.
- Where is the money?
- There!
- What's that? A bank maybe?
- Safer. A gambling house.
- You mean... to say?
- I mean to say... yes. I lost it, all, every penny of it. But you don't have to worry. If you'll listen to me I've something to tell you.
- We're all ears.···
- There's something very strange going on in that gambling house. And that's why I was waiting for you two.
- I wouldn't be in such a rush if I were you.
- Oh, so it's a hold up, eh?
- In a way, but not by us. Am I right? Or would you like to have the sheriff look around? Maybe in the garret.···The last wish of an old friend must be respected. Don't you agree?
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original title·····I quattro dell'Ave Maria (The Four of the Hail Mary)
language·········Spanish·English
- Ever hear of a man called Finch? Wasn't it you got him sent up for hard labor? Ever heard of a fellow...
- No! Have I made myself clear!
- OK. I bet Sharp figured as much.
- Finch is out of the picture. He'd have too live 200 years to come out from where he is now.
- He needed 195 less. He flew the coop. Anyway, let's suppose he made it. And that with about 50 others like him he's settled in an out of the way spot and not by chance, you follow me?
- Like a hound dog.
- Because in those mountains some lucky devil struck gold, staked out claims. Of course Finch isn't working for himself. He's working for some swindler who wants to lay his hands on the whole area. Imagine that some miners tried to protest. What do you think would happen to them?
- I can imagine.
- Now suppose that Sharp is one of them. Naturally the swindlers tried to take over his claim.
- You name the price.
- I did. Looks like the easy life as I owed your brains.
- Good.
- Sometime ago Sharp sent for you, but they couldn't find you. They found me. And so Sharp gave me this deed of transfer for his claim. We pretended I had won at gambling, so I had that pack of wolves following me.
- But, but my name's there too.
- That was my idea. You wouldn't want me to be the only one to take advantage of Sharps trust, would you?
- I heard ya. Say you did it to get me in to the mess.
- Spell the words out and you'll see that claims have to be renewed every year.
- And the year's about up. Sneaky low down creatures. You, this bald eagle there, Sharp.
- Sharp's children.
- Sharp's children? If you're lying this time I'll kill you. If what you said is true that place must be a keg of dynamite. They won't even let us get near there.
- As far as that's concerned we have to find circus people first. We have an idea.
- I'll bet you have an idea.
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original title·····La collina degli stivali
language·········Italian·English
[Towards the end of the war in Vietnam an unusually high percentage of American servicemen suddenly manifested symptoms of psychosis. Most of them were in combat and had no prior history of mental disturbance.These facts, plus the epidemic scope of the problem and the controversial nature of the Vietnam war led American authorities to wonder whether many if not most of the men, were faking. To probe the mystery, the government established a network of secret study centers and clinics. The last of these No. 18 was highly experimental in nature set up in an old abandoned castle in Pacific North West in United States]
- Who are you? Who are you? You're too human to be human. Animals are innocent. Why should they suffer? Why should children suffer? Will you tell me? Why should any baby have to suffer and die?
- Why should men?
- Oh, come on now. Don't try that thing on me. You've got answers for it. Like: "Pain makes people noble" And how could man be more than a talking, tennis playing panda bear if there weren't at least the possibility of suffering? But what about animals? Does pain make turkeys noble? Why is all of creation based on dog eat dog, and the little fish are eaten by the big fish? Animals screaming in pain. Our creation an open wound, a fucking slaughterhouse!
- We've talked about that. We said "The original sin" might be the cause.
- Then why doesn't the Foot just come down and tell us? Is Foot running short of tablets of stone?
- You're asking for miracles.
- I'm asking Foot to either shit or get off the pot. Diarrhetic strange Gods have been waiting in the line!
- Maybe God cannot interfere in our affairs. Maybe He can't because to do so will spoil his plans for the future.
- Some evolution of man and the world that's so unthinkably beautiful that it's worth all the pain of every suffering thing that ever lived. You're convinced that God is dead because there's evil in the world.
- Correct.
- Then why don't you think He's alive because of the goodness in the world?
- What goodness?
- Every where! In man. If we're nothing but atoms molecular structures no different in kind from this desk or that pen, Then we ought to always be rushing irresistibly blindly to our own selfish ends? So how is it that there is love in this world? I mean love as a God might love.
- When Kane got the orders, he was he was commanding a Special Forces camp. By the time he got to the States, they'd caught the mistake. But by then it was clear he meant to go through with it. We've been watching him. We heard the stories about his cracking. He seemed to be on the edge of a very serious breakdown, and then one computer dropped the stitch and gave a halfway out: A way to find help without facing his illness; A way to hide from himself; But mostly a way to wash away all the blood: a way to do penance for all the killing by curing. At first, it was just a pretense but on the way back from Vietnam it developed into something more. His hatred of the Kane who killed became denial, and also projection: 'Someone else must have done all the killing'. Then after a time the denial became so strong that it totally obliterated Kane's identity. He suppressed the Kane who was the killer, and became the better self that's in all of us. Completely. Except when he dreamed. We were experimenting, you see. He was on the inside, looking out. An inmate functioning as a psychiatrist and coming to bear on the problem like nothing we'd ever seen before. We hoped he might come up with a new answer, or at least some new insight.···
- Colonel. Let me get something straight. You've been in charge here, all the time.
- That's right. Kane is Vincent Kane. I'm Hudson. I'm the psychiatrist. Vincent is my patient. When when we were kids. I used to make him laugh all the time. I was the clown, you know. And I've been trying to help him remember me. But he won't do it. He's my brother.
[Captain Cutshaw. In order for life to appear spontaneously on earth there first had to be hundreds of millions of protein molecules of the ninth configuration. But given the size of the planet Earth do you know how long it would take for just one of these protein molecules to appear entirely by chance? Roughly 10 to the 243rd power billions of years. And I find that far far more fantastic than simply believing in God]
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a.k.a·····Twinkle, Twinkle, "Killer" Kane
Written and directed by William Peter Blatty (The Exorcist 1973, The Exorcist III: Legion 1990)
The second installment in Blatty's "Faith Trilogy". Blatty considers this movie to be the true sequel to The Exorcist 1973 as opposed to a mere follow up. The novel and film of "The Exorcist" [download] deals with the existence of both good and evil, "The Ninth Configuration" deals with the mystery of good, and the "The Exorcist III: Legion" [download] deals with the human's punishment of evil for original sin.
- So the same day is repeating for you... you are on rewind replay mode... , I've watched an English movie just like this Hero's day will keep repeating. Title is...
- "Groundhog Day". Not just that one film Happy Death Day Part 1 and 2, Edge Of Tomorrow. Tons of films. But no film has elaborated why this happens to the hero. I can't keep doing this like a broken record. What is the solution for this?
- Will you mind if I tell you something? but this is about Hinduism.
- All are human beings. Tell me.
- Okay. So there is something known as center of the earth. This is also the center for Time. When the British were ruling this world to calculate time for their own convenience. They fixed the mean solar time at their Royal observatory in Greenwich. Before the British invasion, Pakistan was part of India. At that period of time, Ujjain was the center of the whole world. That city has a temple consecrated for God of Time Kala Bhairava. During that period, this same 'time loop' has been experienced by a few people. You must have read Vikramaditya and Betal story [pdf]. That is a kind of 'time loop' too. Even that story took place in Ujjain. Similarly, in that period, a king in Ujjain faced 'time loop'. The king understood his purpose. Only after he constructed a bridge for his people. Even your time loop may be something like that. All these years, I thought all this is just a story. But when I realized you are actually living it I feel it is really history repeating itself!
- I don't understand your stories, But I know Ujjain Because I was born there. My father was working in Ujjain when suddenly my mother had labor pain. My father drove my mother to the hospital. At that time there were Hindu-Muslim riots all over India because a mosque was demolished. My fathers' car was broken in the commotion. When my father was clueless how to protect my mother, a Hindu family took my parents to the nearby Kala Bhairava temple.The lady shut the temple door to ensure the safety of my parents. She doubled up as midwife and attended to my mother then I was born there.
- There you go. You are a Muslim born in a Hindu temple. That too in Kala Bhairava's temple. Your day is on time loop mode. That means Allah and Lord Shiva have merged to make something emerge through you. The entire pantheon of Gods have joined hands to make something happen through you. My theory may even be wrong. But no, there is a definite purpose. That purpose should be within this time loop.
- You are puzzled, right? listen! This day isn't repeating only for you. If you die, it repeats even for me. Why is this happening? What is the purpose? And how is it happening? I do not know. You and I are in no way connected. But it is happening to us. Something is happening, so be it I'm not bothered about that. But for me As per plan. The conference has to be held. Chief minister has to die. Rafiq has to be blamed for his death. Riots should be widespread. That's it.
- How many times will you continue to blame one section of our society? We can never come out of this.
- Why are you dragging 'society' into this? Do you know who these people are? Puppets who lead the life we plan. Just puppets. Why are you feeling so bad for them?
- Your assumption is wrong.
- Don't you get what I'm saying? If you try to save those on the dais. I'll ensure the bomb explodes in the crowd. If you try to save the crowd I'll target the speakers on the dais. Even if you die a 1000 times then reappear to try and save him. I will also reappear a 1000 times to accomplish my mission. If you die just one more time and try to abort this conference. I'll make sure you are alive to watch me kill each and every loved one of yours. Your mother, father, relatives, friends. It will be a genocide. And I make sure. You will cross that date and lose your near & dear ones. I'll make your loss a reality.
- If the Chief minister has to die let him by all means die. Just cross the day and move on.
- How can I do that? They have killed 100s of people in front of my eyes. They shouldn't get caught, so they are making a religion the scapegoat. That's why they are instigating riots. To shake that unjustified blame on them do you know how many generations have to bear the brunt to be freed? This conference should not be held.
- Is it enough if this conference is cancelled? Then won't they kill the CM?
- Let him be killed or let them try poisoning him.That is not my problem. Only if you kill CM in a public gathering. A particular religion or section of our society can easily be blamed. So I'm saying this conference should be aborted. When the CM was speaking in the conference he was assassinated. When we had the murderer and Rafiq in our custody they planted a bomb in the car. They could have planted the bomb on the dais and killed the Chief Minister, but they didn't do that. That means someone on the dais must be the culprit.
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original title·····மாநாடு (Conference)
language·········Tamil
Written and directed by Venkat Prabhu (Biriyani 2013)
- Her windpipe was torn up. Her uterus was ruptured just like the other victims. And a hell of a lot of sperm. Look, there was so much sperm in her that the hemorrhaging itself couldn't get rid of it.
- But it was sperm. So it had to be more than one man.
- I don't know.
- What do you mean, you don't know?
- What I saw under the microscope looked like sperm. But it had a reddish tinge.···Very unusual. Very different. And it moves at a much different rate of speed.
Here. "Metamorthorps, shape changers. They can control their size. Toughen their skin texture, take on new muscle tone and strength. It has human form, it is among us, and survives by appearing human. It materializes through dreams, nightmares. This demonic spirit can also serve both men and women. Incubi were driven by their desire to procreate and were known to copulate with, and impregnate witches" some author wrote that in the 18th century, in his description of an Incubus.
- The woman in my dream who's being tortured. I think, She is my mother. It's set in a cell made of stone. The people who are torturing my mother are wearing hoods like monks. I wanna see it come to an end. I want to see the people who are questioning my mother killed. I want to see them suffer. And they keep asking the same question over and over again. They keep saying, "Tell me, tell me." And I can see my mother smile. That's it, except for the pounding on the door.
- You see the door?
- Yeah. It's metal. And it shakes the whole foundation of the place. It quakes. She smiles. She wants it to come through. But I don't want it to come through.
- Why not?
- It's evil.
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Directed by John hough (Dirty Mary Crazy Larry 1974, Escape to Witch Mountain 1975, Return from Witch Mountain 1978, Biggles: Adventures in Time 1986, American Gothic 1988)
- Wait a sec.
- Now what?
- I heard something.
- What?
- I think it's afraid of Sun light. It's not afraid of silver or the bible. It's not an vampire. It isn't a zombie. It isn't human, either.
- What was this thing before?
- I don't know. But now. She's a monster.
- Why are we doing this? Why capture this thing?
- Owning a monster is awesome. It's not a human being. We do whatever we want.
- But how long will we keep it locked up here?
- Until. I know what to do with it.
"S-I-S-T-E-R"
- Then why help the monster? That thing eats people.
- So what if she eats people? Bullying the monster. Won't make us saints. It will only make us worse.
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original title·····報告老師！怪 怪 怪 怪物！
language·········Mandarin
- There are still a few people around, but at night this place is like Mars. Sometimes an ambulance comes in, apart from that it's just "Them." This is the morgue. They won't do anything! Just keep your eyes on the key. It's cold in here, but you can still smell them, can't you? Make sure the door doesn't close. There's no handle on the inside. Don't forget to turn off the lights.
- Someone's trying to frame me.
- I'm just as confused as you are. But the murder victim has played tricks twice now. And you've been involved both times.
- Do you have any enemies? Any debts? Old grudges? Anything? What about affairs? Maybe you've hurt someone?
- There is someone. A hooker called Joyce. I went out with her. One of the serial killer's victims was her friend. She had to identify the body. She called me at home one night.
- Blonde and skinny? I know her.
- But how could she...
- The serial killer moves in her circles. Who introduced you to her?
- One of my friends. But It was just a joke.
- Martin... I don't want to worry you. But I have to be frank with you. If I'm right, there's someone very dangerous breathing down your neck. Maybe you've unwittingly become his link to his next victim Joyce.
- What do you mean, link?
- Well, maybe the murderer wants the murderer to be exposed.
- I don't get it.
- A psycho thinks like a psycho. His only way out is to find another victim and then make someone else look guilty. He's gained Joyce's trust. Now all he needs is to find her killer.
- Her killer?
- That story about the night guard who was a necrophiliac. Who was he?
- I don't know who he was. But people talked.
- Was he sent to a mental hospital?
- No. The whole thing was hushed up. The bastard is still out there somewhere.
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original title·····Nattevagten
language·········Danish
Written and directed by Ole Bornedal (The Possession 2012)
- Just a precaution, in case one of them wakes up. If you pull it, the alarm goes off.
- Wakes up?
- Then you call the duty doctor from the guard's station. He'll be here in five minutes. Don't worry. It'll never happen.
- How do you know it's just the one guy?
- Can I trust you with a bit of privileged information?
- Yeah.
- He has a signature. He takes their eyes.
"Most people, when they see something like this, their immediate reaction is to ask, 'How could somebody do this and why?' Even when we catch the killer, they want to know the how and why. In movies or television, the killer always explains the how or why. He always has some reason, however crazy. A mad gleam in his eye. I've interrogated murderers like this one before. Let me tell you, they are well beyond the need to justify what they do. They just do it. Explanations are just a fiction to make us feel safe. Because if it can't be explained, then it's just meaningless chaos. It could touch any one of us at any moment. Which is exactly what it is"
- I think the murderer wants the murder to be exposed.
- I still don't get it.
- Well, I think he wants to stop. I think he's tired of killing. Wants to be free. But he won't be free as long as we're looking for him. And how long will police continue looking for him? Till we catch the killer. So what's the solution to his dilemma? Get somebody else caught in his place. He chooses a new victim... and then he makes someone else look guilty when he kills her.
- We don't publicize ourselves the way other agencies do. I'll spare you the details, but let's just say there aren't a whole lot of people that know about our existence. Mr. Atherton, I've been watching you for a long time now. Studied your case very closely. Special Forces, honorably discharged. Turned into quite the family man. But then one day, a couple of dirtbags came in and murdered both of them turned your whole world upside down. And so you took them both out.
- Courts didn't see it that way.
- The courts are an institution. Like this prison you're in now. I can see you're still grieving. It doesn't mean your life is over. You can still have a purpose.
- Section Eight. You ever hear of them?
- I know the real Section Eight was dismantled back in the '90s.
- What do you mean?
- Well, I hear the agency's still alive. A cesspool of operatives. Disgraced CIA, FBI, you name it. Very well connected. The highest levels in Washington.
- We talking the White House?
- As White as it's always been. But look, if Section Eight is after you, you got some serious problems, soldier.
- You take pictures of the dead? We have dead too.
- We who?
- In our village.
- Will you come?
- If you pay me.
- Can you take pictures of ghosts too?
- They're everywhere. What's going on? How long have they been here? Say something already! You all must be scared too.
- What do you want to hear, for God's sake? The war took the men. We had to send even the very young ones, and the Spanish Flu put the remainder in the grave, and now here we are with the frozen earth and our unburied dead.···I was there at the start of winter, when all this began.
- It began at the start of winter?
- I wouldn’t say so, but rather, that’s when more of them appeared. And once. They were in my house at night. It grabbed my ankle with its ice cold hand. I felt only the bones, there was no flesh on it anymore.
- And did it hurt you?
- It didn’t, it just scared me. It came another time. I spoke to it, but it didn’t answer, I only smelled it, and the wall turned moldy by morning, as if it had rotted.···They just whisper and moan. They're not human sounds.
"Are you here? Don’t leave! If you can hear us, speak to us! Tell us what to do! What do you want? Why are you hurting the people? We want to help!"
- Do you know why they died?
- Some of them died of the Spanish Flu.
- And the others?
- Don't know.
- Traces of blast force trauma. Clear bruising on the chest, despite the livor mortis. These bruises...
- Why, does everyone have them?
- No, only them. Anna, look... Klári has it too.
- And what causes it?
- I had it too. But that from a blast force of a bomb. It feels like you get hit everywhere at once.···
- ···We have to find out what they want.
- But they don't speak.
- I think they wanted to say something with that pushing and shoving.
- They could have killed us.
- But they didn't. Because they wanted to speak to us, only we don’t understand. We’ll record it with the phonograph. We'll have photos of them, and hear their voices. It's like the dead are attracting ghosts.
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