Episódio II: Acesso Proibido
(Episode II: Access Denied)

DIÁLOGOS (ORIGINAIS)

Cogliostro:
Born out of darkness, a Hellspawn is isolated, confused, tormented. He finds no solace in his own thoughts. They are distorted, twisted, grotesque. Whatever fragments of memories that remains are not his own... they are intruders. Memories are his enemy.
Terry Fitzgerald:
I always wanted you, Wanda.
Wanda Blake:
Oh, Terry... You're more of a man Al ever was...
Terry Fitzgerald:
I'm glad we got rid of that son of a bitch.

Spawn:
Stay out of my dreams!
Clown:
Your dreams? Malebolgia owns you. You are his bitch! You don't have shit. Nothing but a cheap suit and a bad complexion. Don't you get it, Spawnie? You friends all fucked ya! This is getting embarassing, this Wanda fetish you have.
Spawn:
I don't want to hear her name from your filthy mouth!
Clown:
Wanda, Wanda, Wanda. Yes. Nice shot, Spawnie! Oh, but I think you're dealing with some misplaced anger here. Don't get pissed at me! I'm the one who's helping you out! I'm not the one who stole your wife. But hey, think about it! Just how well did you know Terry anyway? Hmmm?
Spawn:
Terry.

Jason Wynn:
Why don't we have Fitzgerald shake hands with Mr. Amir. They're such old friends.
Burgen:
What are we really looking at here?
Jason Wynn:
A traitor, Mr. Burgen. And he's about to be dealt with. What some men will do for money. It's a travesty selling missiles to a known terrorist. The voice?
Burgen:
The voice is even easier than the visual, Mr. Wynn.
Jason Wynn:
Psychological profile?
Burgen:
Paranoid, delusional. It reads like a Greek tragedy. Shame how quickly a man can crash and burn.
Jason Wynn:
Splendid observation, Burgen. I suggest you keep it in mind should you ever be tempted to shop your skills.
Burgen:
I'm aware of your reputation, sir.
Jason Wynn:
Of course you are. Your fee has already been wired.

Voice:
Fitzgerald's on the loose.
Jason Wynn:
I want my missiles moved out of that warehouse tonight. Right now. Merrick will have coordinates for the delivery. Oh, and sent me Leon. Now. Fitzgerald is traidor and how does our agency handle traitors?
Merrick:
They're liquidated.
Jason Wynn:
I want you to use Leon and that Hillbilly kid.
Merrick:
I don't trust that Hillbilly. He worked with the Russian mob.
Jason Wynn:
I trust him.

Terry Fitzgerald:
Hi.
Wanda Blake:
You've been gone for hours, baby. What's wrong?
Terry Fitzgerald:
I've been walking around thinking. I just wanted to see you and Cyan and tell you I might be gone a few days.
Wanda Blake:
What's goin' on?
Terry Fitzgerald:
I feel like my whole life is collapsing around me.
Wanda Blake:
Terry, talk to me.
Terry Fitzgerald:
I'm tired. I'm just so tired. I can't think straight. I gotta go.
Wanda Blake:
Now? Terry, it's three o'clock. You have a wife and a child. Let someone else take care of it.
Terry Fitzgerald:
I'm all alone.
Wanda Blake:
You're doing field work like Al did.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Don't lay on me, Wanda. You've got to trust me. I have to do this.
Wanda Blake:
Trust? Don't ask a widow for blind trust. I trust with my eyes wide open. So you'd better tell me what's going on right now!
Terry Fitzgerald:
I can't. I'm trying to protect you.
Wanda Blake:
Al used to say the same thing. You're not protecting me. You're scaring me. I won't raise a fatherless child, Terry.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Thanks for all the support, I have to go.
Agent:
He's on route.
Spawn:
Where's he going?
Agent:
On the way to the warehouse!
Spawn:
You won't kill him. He's mine.

Cop:
Hey, buddy, you okay? Holy shit! Unit twelve, unit twelve, I need backup. Riverside and a hundred and tenth.

Sam Burke:
Ten of ours to bring in one guy? What was he, dusted?
Twitch Williams:
No drug in his system. The doctor seems to feel there is some sort of brain damage.
Sam Burke:
Shit, where did they pick this guy up?
Twitch Williams:
The alleys where we are investigating those murders, sir. Coincidence?
Sam Burke:
I don't believe in coincidences.
Twitch Williams:
Neither do I, sir. Not down there.
Sam Burke:
Well shit, there's the problem right there. He uses too much make up. That can drive drive a guy nuts.
Twitch Williams:
Ritualistic markings. Very primal. Yes, african warriors used similar markings. The skull signifies death.
Sam Burke:
Looks military. Special forces training. No tags. Mercenary maybe.
Twitch Williams:
His fingerprints have been burned off.
Sam Burke:
It'll be hard to make a positive ID. Looks like a real pro.
Jess Chapel:
Al? Christ! No! I killed him! Do you hear me? I killed him! Do, you, hear, me? I killed him! I put him in...
Sam Burke:
Confessions of a fruitcake. Check the alley for another body just in case.
Jess Chapel:
There is nothing left to come back. He's gone...

Jason Wynn:
Yes?
Louis Banks:
We just picked up one of your boys. A trigger man with a skull painted on his face. Sound familiar?
Jason Wynn:
I want him cut loose.
Louis Banks:
I don't think you do. He looks like he's been through a war. Guy's fucking time bomb.
Jason Wynn:
Alright. I'll attend to it myself. Chapel. Another disappointment.

Terry Fitzgerald:
Who the fuck are you? Hey! Get your hands off me!
Merrick:
Selling arms to a terrorist. That was an improper thing to do, Mr. Fitzgerald.
Terry Fitzgerald:
This is bullshit!
Merrick:
Of course it is. Anything more to say?
Terry Fitzgerald:
You can't just...
Merrick:
You just resisted arrest.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Holy shit!
Merrick:
Call in "B" team. Fitzgerald's got team. Fitzgerald's got back up. Hello, Leon. He's got help. Kill both of them.

TV:
Are you guys ready for this? Do you want to have the hottest abs around? You can get these, look, so hot, perfect. and your butt, perfect butt, really hot! It's gorgeous, perfect. I am talking abs, butts...
Terry Fitzgerald:
Move away from the desk. Now, drop your gun belt and put your hands behind your back. How many people are here?
Guard:
Ah, just a couple this shift. It's mostly automated.

Merrick:
Cut the phones and the security.
Leon:
This was supposed to be a piece of action, now suddenly we have wet works inside a building I have no blueprints for, Merrick.
Merrick:
I'll be your eyes and ears, Leon.
Hillbilly:
I don't like a woman watching my back. They're too soft.
Leon:
Not Merrick. We did a hard contract against the Russian mob. She got hit and left behind. They used her badly.
Hillbilly:
I'd like to use her badly.
Leon:
You talk too much.

Terry Fitzgerald:
Shit!
Guard:
Hey, wait... Oh, oh shit.

Terry Fitzgerald:
I gotta find those missiles. It's the only way out of this mess. Come on, come on. Come on, they've gotta be here. Yes, got'em, got'em. Shit!

Guard:
Hey, you gotta call the police! Lady?

Merrick:
I don't know if you boys have noticed, but your target is about to escape. If you take your thumbs out of your asses, you might be able to catch him.
Hillbilly:
He's up there. This old boy is a hard dog to keep under the porch.

Hillbilly:
When I catch this little Jackrabbit, I'm gonna skin him.
Leon:
Don't underestimate this guy. He's a boy scout. We doesn't know what's he's gonna do next.
Hillbilly:
I know some of those Russians. Who were they?
Leon:
Don't know. After Merrick was done with them, they couldn't identify the bodies.
Terry Fitzgerald:
I was just doing my job, goddamnit! Why are they doing this to me?
Hillbilly:
Hey, little rabbit. You down that rabbit hole?
Clown:
What are you waitin' for? Pop him. The asshole took your old lady. He torched ya, you dumb shit! As sure as if it was his hand on the torch. He needed you gone. Come on, if ever there was a motive that every fucking body understands, it was, he took my woman!
Spawn:
I need him alive, until I know the truth.

Guard:
Let's see, "Beautiful young woman desires generous man for new situation." Not bad.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Open vault seventy-three. Then go for the cops. There it is. Holy shit. These are the numbers. The numbers match. Jesus, Wynn. He's a traitor!
Merrick:
Got him.
Guard:
Ahhh.
Hillbilly:
Too bad little lady, wrong turn.
Spawn:
Give me the truth!

Terry Fitzgerald:
Al, if I knew who did it, I'd hunt him down. I'll take care of her, buddy. I promisse. Good luck up there.

Spawn:
It's true. You didn't know.
Merrick:
This has all been very messy. I keep a clean house.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Leave, or we all go. I've got nothing to lose.
Merrick:
You won't do it. You don't have the balls, desk jockey. That's your whole problem. You're just not the type. Goddamnit!

Clown:
So what! So you gave him permission. So he didn't know. Did he have to screw her? He could have been platonic, right? Did he have to slam it to her every night?

Wanda Blake:
Every year I ask them to keep his grave better and every year they let it go to seed. Terry, promisse me no field assignments.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Hey, I won't leave you. I'm a desk jockey and proud of it. Al was my best friend. He only asked me to do one thing for him, take care of you. I promissed him I would.

Hillbilly:
He's laying over there. That boy scout really make that fun!
Spawn:
You're not gonna die on this roof. Take care of Wanda, until I come for her.
Cogliostro:
This time, the Hellspawn kept tha demons at bay, but he knows, they will always return to torment him, making him blind to the truth.

Cogliostro:
You let him go. Why?
Spawn:
What did you say? You! Old bum!
Cogliostro:
When you let him go, you took a step towards freeing yourself.
Spawn:
How do you know any of it?
Cogliostro:
I know. You're not the only one touched by this curse.
Spawn:
Who are you?