Candyman Page #5

I'll make you a promise.

It'll be our secret.

Unless you're too scared.

- Somebody building a bonfire?

- Yeah, for the party.

In there.

- Candyman's in there?

- My friend Charlie says so.

A boy got killed there.

- Who was he?

- Ain't sure.

Charlie tell me he was weird.

- He was crazy?

- No, a retard.

His mom was in the store.

And the boy

needed to go to the bathroom.

His mom was takin' her time,

choosin' this, lookin' at that.

So the boy started moanin'.

His mom get mad at him.

Sent him across the street.

His mom's at the checkout.

She hears her boy screamin'.

Mommy! Mommy!

There's a big tough guy.

He runs over to check it out.

Come out of there shakin'and cryin'.

He only been in there five seconds.

Come out of there

and his hair turned white.

I mean, it turned white, just like that.

Was the boy murdered?

Worse. He's lyin' on the floor

in a pool of blood, holdin' himself.

Mommy! Mommy!

They found it floating in a toilet.

Can't fix that. Better off dead.

Did Candyman do this?

- Listen, you wait here for me, OK?

- OK.

Hello?

Candyman.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm done here.

I'll just get out of your way.

I don't want to interfere

with your business.

I'm not a cop.

I'm from the University of Illinois.

And...

I'll just get out of your way.

Hey, come on! Let me go!

You're not being very smart.

My colleagues know where I am

and are expecting me.

Now let me go!

I hear you're lookin'

for Candyman, b*tch.

Well, you found him.

We hear you're looking

for Candyman, b*tch.

Step back.

Number four,

step forward and say the line.

We hear you're looking

for Candyman, b*tch.

Step back.

Number five,

step forward and say the line.

We hear you're looking

for Candyman, b*tch.

Step back. Take 'em out.

- Number five.

- Good work.

- How'd you catch him?

- We swept the place.

Start from the top floor, work down.

That way you can flush them all out.

Whole of Cabrini's locked down now.

You're lucky to be alive, Ms Lyle.

- Did he kill Ruthie Jean?

- No question.

Killed that poor kid as well.

He ran the Overlords.

We knew everything about him.

We didn't bring him in before

because no one would testify.

We can't protect them down

at Cabrini-Green. They knew that.

What about the little boy? Jake?

We don't need him. We have you.

Hey, Jake.

I wanted to thank you

for saving my life.

- I wanna go home.

- We'll get you outta here right away.

- You did good.

- You said it was our secret.

- You lied.

- It still is, Jake.

You won't have to go to court.

Candyman will get me.

Candyman isn't real.

He's just a story.

You know, like Dracula or Frankenstein.

A bad man took his name

so he could scare us.

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