Man-Thing

There is a sacred place

in the deep swamp...

where the mangrove trees

grow close together...

and the rays of the sun

are never seen.

My people call this place

The Dark Water.

the spirit of the swamp lives.

This place was always filled

with life and beauty...

but evil men have changed that...

with their drills...

their pipes...

greed...

and murder.

Now the swamp cries out

a warning.

A time of retribution is here.

- Wait!

- Hey!

Wait!

Come on.

Not here, Billy.

Wait!

Sarah!

Stop!

- I mean it, Sarah, stop!

- Come on, Billy.

I don't want to.

Come on back to the fire.

This swamp's dangerous.

You're out of your goddamn mind.

You've heard the stories

about this place.

Hey, people disappear down here

all the time, girl.

Why you being so crazy?

- Afraid of the dark, Billy-boy?

- No...

- but this place has bad Mojo.

- 'Fraidy-cat.

Oh sh*t!

- You still afraid, Billy-boy?

- We shouldn't be out here.

Holy sh*t.

You seem like a virgin, Billy.

I ain't no f***ing virgin.

- Oh my God!

- You liked that, baby?

That's good.

Oh my God!

So... you're taking me

the scenic route, huh?

What're you doing here, boy?

Start a new life.

Looking for peace and quiet

you know?

You city boys sure are funny.

Why do they call it

Bywater?

Because it's by the water.

No ma'am, I can't.

I'm sorry,

but I have to stay put.

I don't know where your son is.

- I got to get out of this town.

- Why would you leave Paradise?

- You scared the sh*t out of me.

- Sorry.

I'm Kyle Williams,

the new sheriff.

- You must be Eric Fraser.

- Yeah, Fraser'll do.

- What?

- No offence, but...

well, I just expected someone

more...

more experienced.

- I mean, considering...

- Considering what?

See Sheriff Corely, he...

well...

he kind of went insane

before he disappeared.

Lots of missing persons

for a small town.

I guess they didn't fill you in

all the way.

This Indian medicine man,

Ted Sallis...

was the first one to disappear.

Corely thought

Sallis put a curse on By water.

- I can take all this down.

- No.

Leave it.

- So, what do you think?

- I don't know.

'Gator attacks.

Murder, possibly.

Another disappeared last night.

Local boy.

- Billy James.

- Jesus.

- Who's Rene Laroque?

- A local troublemaker.

Corely thought he was

involved with Sallis.

Called him a shape shifter.

- But we could never catch him.

- Why can't you?

Why can't we catch him?

Hell, you ain't been

in that swamp before? Well...

Deputy Fraser.

Oh hey Val.

It's the coroner.

Wh-what?

Oh my God!

Is that Billy?

Yeah.

That's Billy.

Fraser, you go wait outside.

Yeah, okay.

Cause of death?

Only thing large enough...

around here is a gator.

The girl who was with him

might have seen what happened.

She's down at the hospital.

Is this normal?

This green stuff?

Sheriff, this body has been in

the swamp. You understand?

Yeah. For one night.

Mr. Schist called,

a disturbance at the oil site.

You go.

I'll stick with this.

He wants you to handle it.

Said he wants you to see

what he's up against.

Okay.

I want a full autopsy.

You got it.

I appreciate your right

to free assembly...

but this here

is private property.

Now, we can cut you out

one by one...

or you can tell me

where the key is to that chain.

This is not a goddamn park

this is a worksite.

Surely, you've got a home

to go to.

I've been real patient with you.

- You're all trespassing.

- You listen to the man!

I'm giving you one last chance...

to disperse!

Or I'll drag you out

by that chain!

Fraser, I'm real glad

you're here.

- I want all these folk arrested.

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