Hellraiser Page #2

Uh, no more for me, thanks.?

Okay.

- Stop. I won't be able to stand up.

- So lie down.

Would you all excuse me.

I think I'm going to go to bed.

Are your all right, darling?

- We ought to be making a move, too.

- But, Bill!

Absolu... absolutely not!

This is the night

of the paper hats here.

We're celebrating... something.

So sit down.

Good night..

You'll have to come to us next.

Yeah, real soon.

- I'm glad you're back.

- Thank you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Does it still hurt?

- What?

Ho. No, only when I drink.

Oh, God!

No, please!

Out!

Julia!

Oh my God!

Don't look at me.

Who... who... who are you?

I said, don't look.

Help me!

Tell me who you are.

Frank.

No.

No!

Believe me, it's me.

It's really me.

His blood, on the floor.

It brought me back.

Back?

From where?

Just help me, will you?

Please, God, help me!

- Somebody...

- Wait!

You can't leave me like this,

you can't.

What do you want me to do?

The blood brought me this far.

I need more.

You have to heal me.

Hi.

Are you all right?

Kirsty? I thought I'd lost you.

No, I'm here.

Good night.

Why don't you stay at Larry's

house? There's plenty of room.

Oh, yeah, there's room.

And there's Julia.

Ah! I see.

- She's like you, she's so damn polite.

- Oh, yeah? Meaning what?

Oh, I don't know, she's uptight

and frigid.

I beg your pardon.

See, there you go.

"I beg your pardon."

Hey, we're not al frigid.

- Oh, no?

- Oh, no.

Oh, no?

Oh, no.

It's not what I heard..

You must have been speaking

to all the wrong people.

Anything?

Anything.

You'll do it?

Yes, I will..

Kirsty? Kirsty?

Kirsty!

- You all right?

- Yeah.

I don't know...

I was dreaming.

Daddy!

Hello.

I'm all right, honey.

I just wanted to make sure

you're okay.

Never better.

- Now you sleep well, okay?

- Yeah.

- I love you, sweetie

- I love you too, Daddy.

Bye.

- Who was it?

- She had a bad dream.

- Who?

- Kirsty.

Kirsty.

- Not much fun, is it?

- What?

Drinking alone.

Not much.

I thought maybe...

well...

as we're both on our own, maybe

we could have a drink together.

Why not.

You know, it's not often that...

you know.

- There's a first time for everything.

- That's right, yeah.

I suppose that's right.

- Would you... like a drink?

- Oh, no, no, no.

I'm well over my limit.?

You know, it's funny,

but... I...

I feel like I've known you

for years, you know.

What's the matter?

It's what you brought me here for,

isn't it?

Well, isn't it?

I suppose so, yes.

So, what's your problem?

Let's get on with it.

You're not going to change

your f***ing mind, are you?

I'm sorry.

- Let's go upstairs.

- Okay, okay, sorry, okay? Okay.

Right.

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