Raising Cain Page #4

I'm gonna...

take her back to the park

and leave her there.

Very good. I see you've got this

all thought out.

"Take her back to the park

and leave her there." And then what?

And when the chloroform wears off,

she'll be fine.

And when you get home, the cops

will be sitting on your doorstep.

I won't hurt her!

You won't hurt her!

She'll hurt you!

Oh, my God.

What are we gonna do?

- I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

- What?

First, stop off at your place.

I need to get out of these clothes.

- And then you... need to get lost.

- And then what?

The cat's in the bag...

and the bag is in the river.

I've been up all night

with Mrs. Bellor.

The radiation seems to be working.

Honey, I'm gonna lie down for a bit

before I take her for her checkup.

Isn't she beautiful?

Oh, Dr. Nix.

Oh, how horny we are.

Ow! You're hurting me.

That's all right. I'll get her.

You just wait here.

Okay.

Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy!

Shut up!

Stop that.

I was afraid of this.

I wanted him to do this himself.

I didn't want you to help him.

Gee, Daddy,

I was only trying to help out.

If I hadn't been there,

we'd all be f***ed.

Carter's an amateur.

He panicked.

Oh, stop it!

I know you, Cain.

Carter weakened, and you stepped in.

We all know your tough-guy act.

But we don't need

a loose cannon here.

Carter can finish this himself.

Let me tell you something, Doctor.

I know Carter wants to help,

but we're talking about stealing kids

here and experimenting on 'em.

You may need this "loose cannon".

You should never have gotten out.

You're nothing but a cheap hoodlum.

I am what you made me, Dad.

Oh, shut up

and finish your drink.

I already have.

Then, let me get you another.

You know...

you could get us all

put away for good.

There's no jail that can hold me.

I'm the escape artist, remember?

I learned it breaking out

of all those cages you locked me in.

They were not cages!

They were a specially designed

infant environment.

They were cages!

Hush, hush now.

You'll wake the child.

But, hey, I'm not one

to hold a grudge.

After all, where would I be

without you, Bamse?

You wouldn't exist.

That's right,

but I do exist, don't I?

I'm that f***ed-up experiment of yours

that just won't go away.

Hickory dickory dock.

Cain has picked his lock.

I'm out of here.

The cat's in the bag,

and the bag is going in the river.

So don't f*** with me, Dad!

You may lose more

than your license this time.

Have you talked to the others?

- About what?

- About what we are doing.

Are you kidding?

If Margo finds out...

- Hey, what did you put in this?

- Just something to relax you.

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