Thir13en Ghosts

We've only got a few minutes, guys, let's go.

Ah!

Is it bad tonight?

Oh, bad?

That's one way to describe it.

Uh, insane seems a little more appropriate.

It feels like he's breathing down my neck, man.

It is my professional opinion

we should get the hell out of here.

Now.

Noted.

Clean this place up and then locate our guests.

Oh!

Ah!

I just need to take the edge off.

You know the routine.

I need you clearheaded.

First things first.

Now, where is he?

Uh...

Show me where he's hiding.

You son of a bitch!

You said he only killed 9 people.

There's 40 victims here!

9 when he was alive.

He's added a few since then.

Now where is he, Dennis?

All teams go to Alpha.

Bring in the cube!

- So how'd this guy get this name, "The Breaker?"

What is he, a truck driver?

Simple folklore.

The local color exorcizing its demons.

Or maybe it's because he broke his victims

into as many pieces as possible.

I hate being rushed.

This one isn't like the others.

Then I'll give you a bonus.

You don't have that kind of money.

After tonight you'll be surprised.

Now, get to work.

Careful, Dennis!

Don't... get too curious.

No!

Son of a bitch!

How can you possibly justify what you're doing, Cyrus?

It's out and out slavery!

- I'll give you this, Damon, you are persistent.

And what about you, Kalina?

Still carrying around those ridiculous quicksilver flares?

You still have that quaint magical book?

These aren't animals you're capturing!

They're human beings!

They are dead human beings.

Maybe you should join Greenpeace.

Throw blood on old women's furs.

Who are you to play God?

Playing is for children.

You'll never pull it off.

Not without the right spells.

That, and the thirteenth ghost.

The thirteenth ghost?

Get them out of my sight!

We've wasted too much time already.

All right, let's go!

Move!

Why'd he say thirteenth?

Move the cube into position.

What's he talking about, 13 ghosts?

You contracted me for 12 ghosts!

The Breaker is 12!

I'm done after tonight, Cyrus!

Yes, 12 and then one more.

I thought you were psychic!

That's not how it works and you know it!

There's no time to argue.

Release the bait!

What bait?

We never needed bait before!

A truck full of blood?

You've got to be shitting me.

Oh, boy!

Now.

Power up the cube.

Start transmitting.

Come.

Come.

Come!

Oh, God!

Help me!

Help me!

Oh, shit!

Ah!

God!

No!

No!

Hey, hey!

Put him down!

Hey! Hey!

Ah!

Hey, Cyrus.

I hope you're happy.

You've got your 12 now.

Help me!

He's dying!

Hang on, Damon!

Somebody help!

God damn you, Cyrus!

Somebody help me, please!

Help me!

Do something!

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, Cyrus.

Oh, God.

Oh, Cyrus, oh...

Swing me!

Come on, Bobby.

Come on, Kathy!

Faster!

Here, let me get your arms.

Come on, Kathy, try to drag me.

You're the best little brother!

Oh, I love you.

Come on, let's go!

Come on.

I'm going to get you!

I'm going to get you!

Let's play, come on!

Kathy!

Look at those two.

She's got him on the run now,

but before you know it,

he's going to be picking her up

and throwing her over his shoulder.

They're perfect.

Watch, watch them.

Watch them.

They really love this place.

I love you, you know that?

Surprise!

Ah, my heart!

My heart!

Happy birthday, Dad!

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday, Arthur.

Dad, here's my present.

We love you! Make a wish!

Blow out the candles.

What did you wish for?

I love you.

Ah, I love you, too.

What's that?

Why is the smoke alarm on?

It's the fire alarm.

I'll get the kids, you call the fire department.

Dad! Help, Mom!

Get the kids.

Mom! Dad!

Get the kids!

Mom!

Dad! Help me!

Dad, come on!

Where's your mom?

Where is she?

I don't know where Mom is!

Bobby, come on, we have to get out!

Oh, my God!

Jean!

Jean!

Mom's still in the house.

Dad, we can't leave her here!

Mom!

Jean!

Bobby, go outside!

Just wait outside now!

Jean!

You can't go back in there, sir.

I'm sorry, sir.

She didn't make it.

I should have gone back in.

We are gathered here today

to honor the memory and life's work of Jean Kriticos,

a devoted mother and loving wife

who was too quickly taken from this life.

Jean, you will be forever missed, but never forgotten.

I miss you, Mom.

I miss you, Mom.

God, why did you have to leave us?

I can't do this without you.

I don't want you to go.

God, Mom, I love you so much.

Please watch over us.

I'll love you always.

Dad, it's...

Um, it's almost 8:30.

Shake a leg or you'll miss your first class.

Today on "Death in America,"