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Rafkin walks up behind Cyrus, still massaging histemples.

RAFKIN:

Where'd he get a name like the Breaker

anyway? He a truck driver?

CYRUS:

It's simply folklore at work.

The local color exorcising its

demons...

Just then, a hideous HOWL ECHOES through the night -part

human, part God-knows-what. Everyone stops.

Rafkin swallows hard. Tosses away the empty prescriptiondrugs bottle, then opens an extra-large jar of aspirin,

pops a few into his mouth, crunches them like mints.

CYRUS:

... or maybe it's because he broke

his victims into as many pieces as

possible.

(exhaling smoke)

Who's to say...?

RAFKIN:

Cute...

A shrill cacophony of METAL AND GLASS erupts from themaze of the graveyard. A large, dense object flies outof the darkness and crashes down in front of them in a

cloud of dust.

It's a crushed car. Cyrus sighs...

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CYRUS:

I hate being rushed.

RAFKIN:

Cyrus, this one ain't like theothers...

(off the teams)

Do they know what we're upagainst?

CYRUS:

These men are well paid. That's

all they need to know.

RAFKIN:

But this is suicide...

CYRUS:

Then I'll match their price... and

yours.

RAFKIN:

You don't have that kind of money.

CYRUS:

You'd be surprised... now get towork.

This takes Rafkin by surprise. He turns, taking a step

towards Cyrus. Cyrus backs up, his cane instantly atRafkin's chest, keeping him distant. Rafkin becomes

suspicious.

RAFKIN:

What are you hiding, old man?

CYRUS:

Careful, Dennis, curiosity killedthe cat.

DAMON (O.S.)

Son-of-a-b*tch!

They both turn to see four team members dragging anattractive man and woman, DAMON QUINTEROS and KALINA

ORETZIA, over to Cyrus. Damon's a handsome chap witha righteous fire in his eyes. Kalina, his lover, is

equally fiery, late 20s, tough and sexy. She cradles

in her arms an ancient book.

DAMON:

How can you possibly justify whatyou're doing, Cyrus? It's out and

out slavery.

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RAFKIN:

Aw, jeezus, here we go again.

CYRUS:

Damon Quinteros and Kalina Oretzia.

Every time I hunt must I scrapeyou off the bottom of my shoes?

KALINA:

These aren't animals you'retrapping! They're human beings!

CYRUS:

Why don't you guys go joinGreenpeace or throw blood on theold ladies' fur coats, for Christ's

sake... we have business.

KALINA:

(to Cyrus)

Bastard! Who are you to play

God?!

CYRUS:

Playing's for children. I'm

going to be God.

DAMON:

You'll never pull it off! Not

without the right spells. That

and the thirteenth ghost!

Rafkin turns, alarmed.

RAFKIN:

Thirteenth?

CYRUS:

Get them out of my sight. We've

wasted enough time as it is.

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