Venom: The Last Dance

I am Knull.

God of the void.

Slicer of worlds.

Long ago, when light invaded my kingdom,

my symbiote children betrayed me

and imprisoned me here.

At last, a codex has been created.

It is the key to my freedom.

It will unlock this prison.

I order you

to search the corners of the universe

until you find this key.

Find me the codex.

And when I escape

and annihilate every living planet

and destroy my symbiote offspring,

I will reward you with your lives.

So you're saying

in this universe, there's these superhero people.

All right.

So tell me again about your purple alien friend

who really loves stones.

'Cause I'll tell you what, man,

aliens,

they do not love stones.

-Eddie, don't start. -No, no.

They do not love stones.

Do you know what they love?

They love eating brains!

Because that's what they do.

Senor, he made my family disappear.

For five years.

Mm.

Well, five years, huh?

Sí.

Well, that is a long time.

All right.

Eddie!

We are drunk.

We're home!

I'm so done with the multiverse shit.

And I like our version of the barman better.

Ow.

My head hurts.

I feel like I'm drunk

but I'm also hungover at the same time.

Eddie!

You want a Bloody María.

Oh, yeah!

-No. -I don't want a drink.

Ay, Dios mío.

Stop! You are destroying this man's bar.

Tequila!

I'm having the time of my life, Eddie!

I'd rather have a glass of water.

Be a man, Eddie!

We should've been a bartender.

Tequila!

-I did it. -I did it.

Senor?

What the hell were those things?

I was born with them.

Freaking bar. I'm done with this shit.

This is Keli Reule

reporting from San Francisco.

Police are still trying to locate former reporter

-Eddie Brock for questioning... -Oh, no.

...after the tragic death of Detective Patrick Mulligan.

No.

Detective Mulligan was found impaled

amidst a series of bizarre happenings

at the city's cathedral.

They think that I killed him.

How long can he evade authorities?

Only time will tell.

If we are on the news here,

we are on the news everywhere.

Well, we can't go back to San Francisco.

And I'm not staying down here,

hiding for the rest of my life in Mexico.

That's for sure.

Where will we go?

I don't know. I-I don't know.

Ooh.

That could work. Hey.

This judge got me kicked out of New York.

-What a dick! -Yeah.

I still got a ton of shit on him, too.

I've always wanted to see the Statue of Liberty.

Maybe we could blackmail him...

and clear my name.

Let's go!

Road trip!

Let's get the hell out of here.

Keep the change!

We keep our heads down, and we keep moving.

We are fugitives.

We are on the run.

Yes, we are innocent, yes,

but I will eat every bad guy that gets in our way.

I need a Tylenol.

Do you hear that?

Hmm.

Someone's in trouble.

And I need fuel for the road.

Yeah, okay.

That way.

Bad men, Eddie.

Are we the Lethal Protector or not?

Do your thing.

Easy-peasy.

Jesus.

Cute!

I promise not to eat it.

They're fighting dogs.

I draw the line at fighting dogs, pal.

Qué haces aquí, pendejo?

Oye, vato. You're in the wrong place.

Oh, hello.

This is our territory.

Well, I assume

by the threatening look on your faces that I, uh...

I ought to be scared, right?

Pues you took the wrong path, hermano.

We can't let you leave.

I have a headache,

on account of the fact that I was drinking a lot.

I'm gonna be honest.

I have a really dark and unpredictable side to me.

We all have monsters inside us.

Not like this.

So dark that it is highly likely

to tear your head off and feed it to your asshole.

Or me!

You can feed it to me.

Yeah, or I can feed it to him.

Yeah.

All right, look. Whoa, whoa. Come on. I got a suggestion.

-No. Stop speaking. -I'm not gonna stop speaking.

This is for you.

I'm doing this for your benefit, all right?

I don't have to, okay? So pay attention.

We're gonna find all of these dogs loving forever homes

because what you're doing

is reprehensible.

And what does your mother think of you, man?

My mother's dead, culero.

You made it awkward.

-I'm sorry to hear that. - Calla!

Ah?

Parto la madre.

Ah?

Entiendes?

-I'm giving you a chance. -Ah.

Sweetie, I-I really am giving you a chance.

You should probably take it.

-Sí? -Sí.

Quién?

-Say when. -When.

Hola , bitches.

Who's a bad boy?

Now, that's some sturdy footwear.

Where you going?

Home.

Nah.

What... are you?

-We are... -We're Venom!

-We are... -Venom!

-No. -Oh.

-Yeah, we... are Venom. -We are Venom.

What?

We're totally gonna need to work on that.

Mm, mm! That was delicious!

You're welcome.

Thank you.

You take me to all the finest places.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Where's my shoe?

Oh, hey, buddy.

That's my shoe. That's my shoe.

That's my shoe.

Give me my shoe.

These will fit.

Now we are on the run.

For something we actually did do.

And I got stuck with a superhero who can't fly.

Want to bet?

There you are.

Get me General Strickland.

What the...

Viral shedding.

These things want to live.

-Hola. -Hola.

Tell me about the man who was just here.

He was acting, like, crazy, talking to himself.

What was he saying?

He-he had these big, massive, wild arms.

They were bobbling like this.

Bring him.

You think there are another