Waxwork Page #3

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I guess we go to the house.

Alright.

"Go Away!"

Hypnotist make this guy a

little more friendly. Ok?

"Please."

"Go far from here!"

Thanks.

I'm gonna go in now.

Beautiful.

Why did you burn me soup?

Jack. I know your father

was my dearest friend,

but you can do

nothing to help me.

Jack?

You got the wrong guy man.

Jack!

You must run jack.

As far as you can.

The full moon has already risen.

In a few moments. A ???

could happen.

It feels cold in here.

Why don't I just mosey on out?

Get some wood. We'll talk.

It is...

...too late.

Relax. Go outside.

I'll get the wood,

come back. Pour a cup

of coffee.

we'll talk about it.

We'll become friends.

Friends.

Think about it. I'll be right back.

Get me the hell out of here.

I'm stuck in this cold,

nowhere-place,

nowhere to go.

No Cigarettes!

What am I supposed to do?

Entertain this a**hole?

Oh. Okay. Great!

Good friends. Beautiful.

Okay. Ah. I'll talk to the guy.

I'll play your game.

I'll get the wood.

I'll talk to him. What?

Wood. Wood.

Wood.

You got an axe or something?

Caribbean. The Bahamas.

A pretty girl.

A body. A bikini.

Do I get a pretty woman in

my illusion? No!

No. I get dick!

This sucks man!

I guess he didn't want to talk.

Ooooooh Sh*t!

Hey boys.

This ain't funny anymore.

Get me the hell outta here.

Hey. Good boy. Stay!

Stay.

AaaaaaH!

Dammit. We're too late.

Give me the silver bullets.

Leave it. Distract it.

Ohh. This has gotta hurt?

God forgive me.

Well, what are you supposed

to be doing, handsome?

Let's just take a little look.

Welcome my dear. We thought

you were too tired to join us.

So we started without you.

My apologies.

You honor us with your presence.

Join us.

Come to me.

You've met my sone stephan.

Please be seated.

This is Caringa...

Layda...

Gabriella...

...and Emma.

I'm so sorry your fiance

couldn't join us.

He had to leave very abruptly.

but he asked me to watch over

you at least until tomorrow.

I hope you'll find our

company satidfactory?

Raw meat.

You do like raw meat?

Please.

If not, we can have...

No. That's fine. I haven't had

steak tartare in a long time.

Steak tartare...? Oh yes.

Steak tartare.

Oh, no.

No sauce? But the sauce

makes the dish.

Oh well. Our guest doesn't

like the sauce.

No, that's Okay. Um, if you

recommend it. I'll try it.

It's a little salty.

But that's all part if its charm

I must bid you goodnight.

Louvick will show you

to your room.

Wow. What an intense dream.

Great dress.

Doesn't a gentleman knock?

If my father knew that

I was here...

...he would banish me from the castle.

He wants you for himself.

Hey. Not so fast.

B*tch!

Darling. Is that you?

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