Candyman 2 : Farewell To The Flesh Page #2

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Just stay back!

Paul! Paul, just help my mother!

- Excuse me!

- Give us a comment!

Here you go, Octavia.

A cup of java with all the fixings.

It's the chicory in it.

It helps settle my stomach.

You are a life-saver, Paul.

He'll make a great father someday.

Course, I'll be food for the worms by then.

I'd like a winter funeral -

especially with this climate.

Mrs Tarrant? Ma'am.

- Maybe I should see him alone first.

- Yes, maybe that'd be best.

I wouldn't want to upset him.

We'll go to the cafeteria.

I hear the gumbo is good and hot.

Hey! My guardian angel.

- How are you?

- Ah, I've been better.

How's Mom?

She's coping.

- Do you want me to call the dean?

- There's... there's no need.

- He kicked me out three months ago.

- What?

Come on, Annie. Law school

was Dad's dream, not mine.

- I hated the classes, the teachers...

- The bar-hopping in the Quarter.

Just tell me what happened last night.

This a**hole sat down

and he ordered a drink.

He started chewin' on his ice...

You're full of sh*t, Ethan, and you know it!

What happened?

- You're not supposed to be in here.

- The guy's a f***in' freak.

- Too much inbreeding, if you ask me.

- Rules, Ray.

Think I'll let some country-club

pissant slip through our fingers?

The boy is getting sloppy.

The first three victims were John Does.

Until number four: Mr Coleman Tarrant.

- Murdered like all the rest.

- And guess who found Daddy's body?

None other than young Ethan.

What is going on?

Are you protecting someone?

Am I protecting someone?

- I'll call Clay McPherson and...

- No, no, no.

- No lawyers.

- Family has some friends.

Can't help him now.

I knew kids like him in school.

Always thought they were better than me,

cos they lived in some f***ing mansion

up on Esplanade Avenue.

You can't charm your way out of this one.

We're talking about murder.

Don't you get it, Annie? I did it.

I confessed. End of story.

Looks like I'm gonna be enjoyin'

Mardi Gras with my husband after all.

I know what this is about.

- Really?

- Sometimes people wanna be punished,

even when they've done nothing wrong.

You didn't kill Dad, Ethan.

You were just in the house that night.

- This has nothing to do with Dad.

- I think it does.

- Well, drop it anyway.

- What did you see?

- Leave it alone.

- Ethan!

I said, leave it alone!

- Damn!

- Time's up.

- I'm gonna find out what happened.

- No! No!

I'm sorry, Miss Tarrant,

but this is an open-and-shut case.

- He hasn't even hired an attorney yet.

- Your brother made a full confession.

What kind of evidence do you have?

There's no weapon, no blood on him.

- People heard him threaten the victim.

- That doesn't mean he killed him.

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