The Crow: Salvation Page #2

- He didn't kill her.

- How do you know?

- l know everything about your sister.

l'll prove it to you.

Stay away from me!

Dad!

Dad!

- Dad.

- Are you all right?

There's this guy.

He said he was a friend of Lauren's .

He had paint all over his face.

[ Erin ]

He was here!

He was right here!

[ Rock, lndistinct ]

[ Door Opens ]

[ Continues lndistinct ]

Marcy!

She's resting, Thomas.

Where the f***

did you come from?

Big bang, primordial ooze?

Divine hand

of a benevolent creator?

All possibilities. Although,

recent events have given me doubts...

about the

benevolent creator.

- You lied at my trial, Thomas.

- l don't even know you, man.

Capital case 99-C1 1 5.

Alex Corvis!

[ Screams ]

Exhibit " A."

Hey, l said what l saw.

Two kids arguing. A guy and a girl.

No, you said you saw me

with this.

l never held it

until today.

What's your damage, man? Corvis hacked

up that girl like a motherf***er!

One chance to tell

the truth, Tommy.

Who is the man

with the scar?

He planted this

in my car.

There's no scar.

Corvis made it up.

Wrong answer!

They showed me pictures,

what he did to her.

Evidence.

Said all l had to do was

stand up there and nod my head " yes."

What did they give you?

Ajob!

Construction.

Twelve an hour.

[ Coughing ]

Write their names down.

You've already got 'em all

right here.

These cops said they needed

an eyewitness or Corvis would walk.

[ Laughs ]

[ Siren Wails ]

[ Rock, lndistinct ]

Oh.

[ Knocking ]

ls there a problem?

Let's hope not.

- License and registration, please.

- Yeah.

What's with

your friend there?

She's sick.

- Actually, she never had

Mai Tais before.

- But you've had 'em.

Oh, not tonight.

Honest.

lf you had a license,

l bet l'd have seen it by now.

How old are you?

What?

Fifteen?

Look, l'll tell you the truth.

Jannie drove us and

was supposed to drive us back.

She has a license, but--

l mean, look at her.

Jannie, get up.

Come on, get up!

Get up!

[ Continues lndistinct ]

Why don't you get out?

Want me to walk

a straight line?

- l want you to bend over.

- Can l just call a cab?

What'd l say?

Very nice.

Maybe l'll just ask

your friend here.

l want you to bend over,

Officer Dutton.

What the f*** did you--

Get out of the car. Now!

Hey, punk!

- Get your hands on the car.

- These hands?

You're dead, ditch weed.

Oh, my God!

[ Screams ]

- [ Screams ]

- You're up!

[ Groaning ]

Ladies, drive carefully.

You might want to call 9-1 -1 .

Report an officer down.

That was a f***ing

hollow point!

Guess it's true.

Guns don't kill people.

Think, uh,

like maybe knives do?

Keep that thing

away from me.

Phillip, this is not

just some " thing."

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