
Dylan Dog: Dead of Night
(0.00 / 0 votes)Dad, dinner's almost ready!
Dad? Oh, my God! Dad?
Dad?
Dad?
New Orleans can be a
tough town to die in.
But when you die and come
back, you call me. Dylan Dog.
Or at least you did.
You see, I used to protect all of them,
all those creatures of the night.
Those sharp-toothed monsters you
thought were only in the movies.
Why? Because they're real.
Yeah, I know what you're thinking.
I used to think the same thing.
But go ahead.
Take a closer look at that
bum begging for change.
Take a look at your
neighbour your best friend.
Hell, maybe even your girlfriend.
The undead are out there,
hiding in plain sight.
And in my day, I was the
line between you and them.
I was the peace, the cork in
the bottle, the line in the sand.
But then everything changed.
And I discovered there's
more than one way to die.
Your heart can go on
ticking, but sometimes,
that's just for show.
But flesh-eating monsters
weren't my problem anymore.
I had moved on to a
much safer line of work.
You think you can just ruin
people's lives and get away with it?
You cocked the gun too early.
What?
Shove a gun in somebody's
face, that's shock enough.
You want to save the
gun-cooking till later.
In case the gun itself doesn't
put enough fear into the guy.
You've already done that.
Now what do you do?
Shake it at me?
See? Hardly effective, right?
But if you save the
gun-cooking until later, boom.
Then you've got escalation.
And that, my friend,
is the name of the game.
All right. So, why are you here?
I'm here to put a bullet in your head.
Not ringing bells.
You're gonna have to help
me with this one, Chief.
Who are you again?
Oh, right. You're the
one with the screamer.
Those pictures are
gonna cost me everything.
The four-bedroom,
five-bath house
with the pool and the tennis court,
and the Mercedes S-Class!
It's never pretty when love dies.
You know, I think you missed
something in these photos.
Yeah, you should check this out.
See right here?
What did I miss?
Oh, God!
Calm down, big baby.
It's not broken.
Now, I know you're upset with me,
but I'm just doing my job.
You were the one
power-thrusting your secretary.
Executive assistant.
Whatever.
You do the crime, pay the fine.
But...
...she cheated on me first.
God.
You don't need revenge.
You need proof.
Audio. Pictures. Video, if possible.
I get 250 a day, plus expenses.
You wouldn't happen to
have a check with you?
Do you take credit cards?
Dylan!
Did that guy just have a gun?
Here.
What is this? You're gonna like it.
It's something for us to
keep up with the competition.
Marcus.
Dylan, listen, there's three key
ingredients to life and business, okay?
I call it Y.E.L. It's yearning,
earning, and learning.
You know, you really gotta stop
watching those infomercials.
Yeah, and you need to evolve, man.
I'm sorry, there's a
revolution going on, Dylan.
It's called "digital," all right?
There are certain parts of the world,
that consider film kind of old.
Sounds like paradise.
Well, I used your credit
card, so I hope you like it.
Hey. Have you thought about that
conversation we had a couple weeks ago?
At all?
Dylan, Dylan. Look.
Now I'm not saying
that getting your mail
and developing your antiquated
film stock isn't a blast.
But, frankly, I can do more, man.
I want to do more, okay?
I thought this was about
cases of life and death,
not cheating husbands
and insurance fraud.
I want to be your go-to guy, Dylan.
I don't want to be
your go-get guy anymore.
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