Spawn

A HELL SPAWN IS RETURNED TO EARTH SOUL-LESS,

HIS MIND RAVAGED,

HIS MEMORY, SHATTERED.

THEY TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!

TERRY, DON'T LEAVE ME THE WAY HE DID.

PROMISE ME, NO FIELD ASSIGNMENTS.

I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING THEY DIDN'T WANT ME TO FIND.

ONE OF MY OWN.

WHY DON'T WE HAVE FITZGERALD SHAKE HANDS WITH MR. RIMERE?

THEY'RE SUCH OLD FRIENDS.

YOU HAVE A WIFE AND A CHILD.

LET SOMEONE ELSE TAKE CARE OF IT.

I'M ALL ALONE ON THIS.

FITZGERALD IS A TRAITOR,

AND HOW DOES OUR AGENCY HANDLE TRAITORS?

SELLING ARMS TO A TERRORIST,

THAT WAS AN IMPROPER THING TO DO, MR. FITZGERALD.

THIS IS BULLSHIT!

HOLY SHIT, WYNN IS A TRAITOR.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA DIE ON THIS ROOF.

TAKE CARE OF WANDA... UNTIL I COME FOR HER.

NO!

WE ALL KNOW THAT WE LIVE IN A WORLD OF HURT.

WE CAN SEE THE VIOLENCE AND GREED ALL AROUND US.

SOME RELY HEAVILY ON FATE TO COPE WITH THAT,

WHEN THE WORLD'S BREAKING THEIR HEART.

SOME RELY ON OTHER ADDICTIONS...

LIKE DRUGS AND COLD HARD CASH.

BUT WHAT IF THE THINGS THAT WE BELIEVE IN

ARE THE SAME THINGS THAT CAN DESTROY US?

GOOD, EVIL, WHAT IF WE'RE WRONG ABOUT ALL OF I(@?

SEE, AL SIMMONS,

HE WENT TO HIS GRAVE BELIEVING HE WAS A PATRIOT.

HE MURDERED FOR HIS COUNTRY AND HIS FLAG,

BUT IN HIS DREAMS,

HE SEES THE DEAD THAT HE CREATED,

AND HE REMEMBERS.

IN THE CITY

A RIVER OF HUMANITY RUSHES PAST,

LEAVING BEHIND IN THE ALLEYS,

THE REFUSE,

THOSE THAT BECOME LOST IN THE NIGHT,

THE SICK... AND THE BROKEN.

SPAWN SHARES THIS ALLEY WITH THE LOST SOULS,

WHO, LIKE HIM,

LONG TO ESCAPE THEIR WOUNDED AND TORMENTED EXISTENCE.

DOES HE FEEL ANYTHING AT ALL...?

OR IS HIS HEART DARK AND EMPTY

WITH NO SHRED OF HUMANITY LEFT?

IS THE HELL SPAWN EVEN AWARE THAT HIS PRESENCE

CAUSES THE DESTRUCTION OF THOSE CLOSEST TO HIM...?

THOSE HE HAD HOPED TO PROTECT?

EVERYONE'S IN PLACE, MERRICK.

Wynn's still inside with the wife.

If Fitzgerald comes home, wait until Wynn walks out,

and then kill them all.

WANDA, YOU'VE CREATED QUITE A STIR AT THE NSC.

I DON'T LIKE GETTING THE RUNAROUND.

THIS HAS BECOME A VERY DANGEROUS SITUATION FOR TERRY.

WHO KNOWS WHAT HE'S CAPABLE OF DOING.

HE NEEDS TO TURN HIMSELF IN, WANDA.

HE'S NOT A CRIMINAL!

YOU AND I BOTH KNOW THAT,

BUT HIS BEHAVIOR, IT'S ERRATIC.

HE'S STRESSED.

YOU LOVE HIM,

BUT TO THE NSC HE'S CONSIDERED A TRAITOR.

THAT IS NOT TERRY.

I HOPE IT'S NOT.

IF HE CALLS YOU HERE YOU MUST TELL HIM TO CONTACT ME.

I'M HIS ONLY HOPE.

YOU'VE ALREADY LOST ONE HUSBAND.

IT WOULD BE A SHAME TO LOSE ANOTHER.

HEY, ARE YOU HAVING A ROUGH ONE?

YOU SAY SOMETHING?

A ROUGH NIGHT?

YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT?

NO, THANKS.

I'M GONNA USE THE PHONE.

SORRY, I DIDN'T MEAN TO PRY.

DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.

IF YOU HEAR ANYTHING, JASON, PLEASE CALL ME.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?!

HEY, GOOD LUCK!

WHAT'S WITH THIS FUCKING BOX?

THE THING ABOUT DONUTS,

THEY'RE ALWAYS BETTER BY THE DOZEN.

WE DON'T WANT TO SEE ANY MORE OF YOU FUCKING BUMS.

YOU SCARE THE CUSTOMERS AWAY.

WE'RE TRYING TO RUN A BUSINESS HERE.

TELL YOUR BUDDIES THAT I DON'T WANT TO SEE

A SINGLE GODDAMN BUM IN THIS ALLEY!

YOU STINK, MAN!

DON'T YOU HAVE ANY RESPECT FOR YOURSELF?

IT PERSONALLY OFFENDS ME TO SMELL YOU!

COME ON, STICKS, LET'S GO.

LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE, MAN!

JESUS!

THAT WAS CLOSE.

PLEASE DON'T HURT ME.

OKAY, POLICE.

IT'S ALRIGHT, HANK, IT'S US.

PLEASE DON'T HURT ME.

EASY, EASY.

POLICE.

EASY DOES IT, HANK.

WHAT'S GOING ON DOWN HERE, HANK?

HE'S GONNA COME DOWN AND DESTROY THEM!

HE'S COMING!

HE'S COMING!

YOU'LL SEE,

HE'S GONNA COME DOWN AND HE'S GONNA DESTROY US!

HE NEEDS TO SLEEP IT OFF.

YOU'LL SEE, YOU WATCH...

YOU'LL SEE...!

CLASSIC PARANOID SCHIZOPHRENIA, SIR.

HE'LL PROTECT US!

THAT'S GREAT.

ADD THAT TO THE HEAP OF WEIRD SHIT GOING ON.

YOU'RE GONNA SEE SOMETHING!

EVERYONE WILL SEE,

HE'S COMING TO PASS JUDGMENT.

HE'S COMING, HE'S COMING.

EXCUSE ME.

WATCH IT.

YOU WATCH IT.

THAT'S THE DUDE, MAN.

HAVE YOU TWO THOUGHT ABOUT MY OFFER?

YOU'LL MAKE A LOT OF MONEY WITH ME

DOING THE LORD'S WORK.

SHIT, MAN.

HEY, YOU, PUSHER MAN.

GRAB SOME FENCE.

YOU TWO STAY RIGHT THERE.

HEY, PREACHER MAN,

AREN'T YOU RECRUITING KIND OF YOUNG THESE DAYS?

WE ALL WORK FOR THE LORD.

YEAH, WORK THIS.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND OUR WORK HERE.

YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE THOSE KIDS ALONE, YOU HEAR ME?

YOU'RE GONNA GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!

I THINK THEY GOT RELIGION, SIR.

COPS, WHAT A FUCKING JOKE.

IT WASN'T THE COPS WHO FORCED JOHNNY AND HIS BOYS OUT.

I HEARD IT WAS SOME KIND OF GHOST THAT SCARED HIM OFF.

JOHNNY WAS CREOLE,

THEY'RE ALWAYS SPOOKED BY SHIT LIKE THAT.

WE OWN THESE ALLEYS NOW.

I WANT A STEEL DOOR, BARS ON THE WINDOWS.

AND GET RID OF THE BUMS.

NEXT.

BROTHER,

ARE YOU SEEKING SALVATION?

HEY!

WHAT IS THIS?

WE DON'T TAKE CHECKS.

THAT'S RIGHT, MR. WALL STREET, CASH ONLY TO BE SAVED.

YOU ALREADY SNIFFED ALL YOUR STOCKS AND BONDS UP YOUR NOSE!

IT'S CASH ONLY, ASSHOLE.

BLESS YOU, SISTER.

LET ME EASE YOUR PAIN.

IN THE END THEY ALL LUST FOR HELL.

WHAT THE HELL?

HEY!

HEY, WHERE YOU RUNNING OFF TO, CINDERELLA?

NO ONE LISTENS TO ME.

I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DON'T LISTEN TO ME.

WE WON'T BE NEEDING GUNS FOR THIS.

EASY, DONNIE BOY.

YOUR BROTHER JUST WANTS YOU TO ROUGH HIM UP LIKE LAST TIME.

I WARNED YOU, YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME.

THIS IS OUR ALLEY NOW.

I WON'T BOTHER YOUS!

YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A PUNK IN FRONT OF MY BROTHER, MAN!

NOW HE THINKS I CAN'T TAKE CARE OF THINGS.

YOU ARE A PUNK!

WHAT?! COME HERE!

THE GUARDIAN'S GONNA TAKE CARE OF YOU!

OH, NO, OH, GOD, NO.

OH, JOE, HE USED TO SING ME SONGS.

JOE WAS NICE TO ME, HONEY.

OH, GOD, WE CAME HERE BECAUSE OF THE GUARDIAN.

HE WAS GONNA PROTECT US.

I DON'T KNOW, LUCY, MAYBE THEY'RE JUST STORIES.