The Ungodly Page #3

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killing the innocent.

Do me a favor, all right?.

Remove those eight women

from the equation.

How do you remove

eight women lying in

pools of their own blood

with their eyes

taken out?.

Am I beneath

compassion?.

What?. What

compassion

did you have?.

I'm just asking. Just

try to remove them

from the equation.

[shouts]

It's not an

equation. It's life!.

It's body identifications.

It's funerals. It's families

torn apart!

It's mom's takin'

sleeping pills

praying to God

when they wake up

their daughters are

still alive!

You know what's

confusing you?.

You see parts of me

in yourself and that

makes me human.

You're f***ing nuts.

No, I'm not nuts!

But you also see

yourself in me.

The potential

we all have.

Potential?. Potential

is not action. Action

is what defines us.

You gotta ask

yourself one question.

You gotta ask yourself if

you still wanna find the

human behind the monster.

Because if you don't,

this whole documentary

is a waste.

Come on.

Are you hungry?.

Yeah. I haven't had

an appetite since

I met you.

Do you like pepperoni?.

Oh, yeah,

only the cheese.

Coffee?.

Thank you!

Jennifer.

Are you Polish?.

No. You?.

Yeah, a half.

I remember

in the holidays

when I was a kid we would

have huge pots of kebasi

and sauerkraut.

This place has

the best kebasi.

No way. No, my

mom's butcher,

Mr. Tomaszewski

hands down the best.

Tomaszewski's?.

Yeah. Two blocks

from my house.

Every Tuesday they

got these specials and

my ma, she's always--

Anyway, they are

the best.

So.

Thank you.

Thanks, guys.

Beautiful eyes.

Huh?.

Her eyes.

She's got a perfect

shade of blue. Puts

the sky to shame.

My name is Bob

and I'm a, uh,

an alcoholic addict.

I'm coming up on

But it ain't easy.

And for days now

I've just been

obsessed,

sweating,

and, uh,

I feel like lm

an inch away from

going out, but, uh,

at least I'm

still here.

I slipped last night.

As many of you know,

I've been wrestling

with it for days.

I still have her

blood underneath

my fingernails.

I was hanging out

later than I should.

That look in your eyes

is slowly pressing the

blades into your stomach.

My sponsor tells me,

Dont beat yourself

up about it.

Just don't do

it today."

My name is Arnold.

I'm a serial killer.

I have one day back.

Damn it. I cut off

part of Frank's hand.

(Mick)

Hey. Hey, you see the

footage I dropped off?

Yeah.

Did I tell you?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Yeah, the cellar.

Mm-hm.

Sinatra had such

eyes. Beautiful eyes.

This man today,

he told me I had

pretty eyes.

You think l

got nice eyes?.

I, I got lots

of ideas, all right?

Yeah, coming right over.

What do you

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