don't open no door to no question.
not the right answer.
You not the right one to be knocking on this door. And when you
send the right one knocking, you don't give him a question. You
offer an answer with your sacrifice, and maybe I come and give you
the question to that answer. Maybe I give you the question to some
other answer. Or maybe I take your gros-bon-age 'cause I don't like
you or the sacrifice you made.
soul, fool. One or another, it all the same. Now get the hell out
you come, old man? Someone
got an answer for you, Baron. HaHa.
Is good, for I am very hungry. They do it right. Come, to the mange
don't like it when I come knocking? See me, man, so you can know
- No, that somebody else in black suit and dark glasses, smoking
good tobacco and carrying his bread! Fool! Of course this me! And
don't go calling my name all over. I don't like you calling my name.
You that same one came calling a time ago, on his own, like a lost
chicken in the mansion. I don't like you wanting from me like you
do. You not belong in this houmfor. You from the wrong nanchon to
be calling me.
this isn't the way it's supposed to happen--
Poor horse, you don't like this loa riding you? Should have thought
of that before you come where you don't belong.
wait, I'm sorry, it's just that I'm not used to...I was expecting
someone else to be possess -
always been someone else. This time is you.
Just wait. I have an answer for you, if that's what you want.
I want you cannot know. What
you got for me.
know she in the ground.
need to talk to her.
business, needing the dead.
made a mistake. More than one. I want her to know I'm sorry. That
I didn't...I shouldn't have killed her. It was the money, all that
money, and Lucy. We got away with everything. Clean. I thought nothing
could touch me. And she'd been with me for so long, I thought I
was tired of her. You know how it is, being tired -
know it right now.
anyway, I met Lucy, and she was so young, and with all that money,
I thought I could start over, and who would miss Carole when everybody
thought we were both dead, anyway? Only Lucy took most the money
and left me on this damned island, and I've been missing Carole,
and I thought, if there's a chance to make things right -
past to make right, time only to make more wrong.
if I can only talk to her -
pay the price?
made my sacrifice. The bocor I made the deal with -
fellow. Know him well. Very funny, fine fellow. HaHa.
FUCKING ASSHOLE. YOU DUMB SON OF A BITCH. YOU DIDN'T SEE HER COMING?
I THOUGHT YOU WERE SMARTER THAN THAT. OR DID ALL THAT MONEY MAKE
YEARS WE STAYED TOGETHER. TEN YEARS! I EVEN DID TIME FOR YOUR STUPID
ASS! AND WHEN WE FINALLY SCORE, SCORE THE PERFECT FUCKING SCORE,
YOU OFF ME? FROM BEHIND, YOU BALL-LESS SHIT? RIGHT AFTER WE FUCKED?
I CAN'T BELIEVE I LET YOU DO THIS TO ME. AND NOW YOU DRAG ME OUT
OF HELL, FOR WHAT? WHAT?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, God, please, listen to me, I'd do anything,
anything to bring you back -
ME BACK? I'M DEAD, ASSHOLE. REMEMBER?
maybe I can make a deal with this Guede Nimbo, he's got power over
the dead -
ME BACK AS WHAT, A ZOMBIE? SO YOU CAN MAKE A BIGGER JERK OUT OF
ME THAN WHEN I WAS ALIVE?
just trying to help you, Carole. Trying to make up for what I did.
I'm so sorry -
AM I, ASSHOLE. FOR EVER KNOWING YOU. JUST REMEMBER, I'M WAITING
LONG DO YOU PLAN ON KEEPING ME WAITING?
not a happy esprit.
I wasn't finished -
I didn't get a chance -
Hello? Come back. Is that it? Is that all I get? Was that the question
to my answer? What the hell kind of deal was that? Hello?
what - what's going on, here? I can't get up -
What's happening? Please, help me, I -
to open this door.
Can't breath...help me...
to take you out of this earth.
to take you to a bocor, then when he through with you, to Nimbo.
And when that over, there's an esprit wanting you in Hell.
true, petit zombi. You will.
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