Meatcleaver Massacre

Morak, destroyer of the destroyers.

I call upon thee to serve my warrant of vengeance.

To seek out my enemy no matter if he were to the ends

of the earth or to the inner plains beyond

and crush him with thine awesome power.

I bear witness as they wither before thee.

By these words shalt he be killed.

Vengeance, blood shalt be yours.

Souls shall be yours until the fires of time are quenched.

Morak, deadly Messiah, I command thee.

Lights please.

- Professor cantrell, if this chant is so powerful,

why didn't something just happened when you said it?

Good question.

Two reasons.

First, the chant must be delivered in Gaelic,

since the demon morak confined himself

to central Ireland third century bc,

and that was the language.

Second, because the spirit can only be evoked

under dire circumstances.

Basically, where devastating retribution was in order.

Morak was sometimes known as the great avenger.

Yeah, like Batman.

True.

A super Batman if you wish.

You see, it wasn't the police or government

that enforced the law and order in those days.

It was the spirits, the gods and demons.

They would reward or punish a person as deserved.

And of all the spirits,

the demon morak was the most awesome.

This morak god was very well depicted

in the 15th century painting we just saw.

They portrayed him as having no forgiveness.

Once a person summoned morak,

he would owe his soul to the demon forever.

Until the fires of time are quenched.

Next class meeting, we'll hear

an authentic Irish vengeance chant in Gaelic.

Class dismissed.

How's the book coming?

Fine, fine. Oh, Vicki.

Excuse me just a minute.

Vicki, Vicki, you got a minute please?

How would you like to student-teach with me next semester?

I'd be happy to.

- I got a couple projects that I'd like you

to help me work with, all right?

Bye now.

Bye.

So do you have any more?

Well, I just got a complete saga

from the university of Dublin on moon ra, seventh century.

Morak, destroyer of the destroyed.

- Glad to see you got so much outta that class.

- Hi, professor cantrell. - Yes, we really did enjoy it.

It was fascinating.

Well, thank you, and our next class...

Do you believe all that shit, professor?

- Look, Mason, it doesn't matter whether you

believe it or not, all that matters is that

you attend class and turn in a term paper,

in which, if you like, you can discuss intelligently

why you don't believe it.

Do you understand?

Mason?

Wow.

For god sake, grow up.

Fine, must go. I'll see you in class Friday.

Hey, man, don't burn her.

She's the best-looking card in the whole deck.

- Yeah, Sean, she's probably the only girl

in dirk's life (laughs).

- Mm, why don't you tell us about your love life?

Hey, man, how about Debbie?

- Tell us about the time you brought Debbie to my party

and she went home with blaylock, huh?

- Was it stumbrose or Jimmy nyborg or smitty (laughs)?

- She's balled every one of those guys but dirk, you know?

I bet you never even touched her tits. I bet you ain't.

Dammit, knock it off!

I'll show you assholes.

Have you ever killed a man, dirk?

You think you're ready to go out and raise some hell?

Huh, dirk?

I can handle it.

If these two bigmouths can.

All right.

Let's go out

and mix it up.

Hey, get that bottle.

Give me the bottle, give me the bottle.

Woo! Hollywood boulevard.

We'll go see the professor.

0h, far out.

I'd love to get my hands on his daughter.

Shit, man, that's tender, ooh.

Dirky baby has been holding out on us (laughs).

Hey, hey hey.

Dirky, dirky, wild Turkey.

- Hey, man, give me that bottle, would you?

Dirk.

Cut the drinking.

Hey, I drive better when I'm drunk.

I think you can, man.

Guy crossing the street, man.

Watch that move.

That close.

I think dirky's been holding out on us.

0h, hey hey, dirky baby (laughs).

What do you wanna see the professor for, mase?

- Maybe because it's getting close to Halloween.

- Hey, we got to be careful with that big monster.

A big morak monster.

- Do you got something on your mind, mase?

- Oh I just thought we'd go up and knock on the door

and say hello to the old man.

I think that sounds nice.

- I think that sounds like a nice gesture.

I really do.

Jesus Christ, he lives in kind of

a nice neighborhood, huh?

They must pay professors a lotta money.

- Please, dear, would you take out the dog?

He's bothering me.

Yes.

Thank you.

All right, Toby, now be quiet.

Here you go, poopers. Don't eat my flowers.

Sh, sh.

- We were just supposed to clown around, Mason.

What the hell are you doing?

You mean the professor (chuckles).

He's just taking a little nap.

Come on, mase, we gotta get outta here.

What's the matter, dirk?

Thought you were a big, big man.

Mase, this is serious.

Oh.

Oh, oh, oh!

Daddy?

Roddy? Roddy?

Kill whoever's here.

Roddy?

No! No!

- Again, I'd rather not comment on that at this time.

Were there any motives, detective?

- We were going on the idea of robbery for a while,

but that seems to be pretty well ruled out now.

Now, are you saying, detective,

was this a thrill murder or what?

- I'd rather not comment on that at this time. Thank you.

- All right, thank you very much, detective wexler.

And so another apparent senseless murder has joined

the list of other killings that have become

all too familiar a pattern in American life today.

Paul Tucker, kpez news.

Shit, they're pissing in the wind.

They'll never make the connection.