Episódio V: Almas Em Julgamento
(Episode V: Souls In The Balance)

DIÁLOGOS (ORIGINAIS)

Cogliostro:
Warriors can feel forces massing against them, the agonizing wait for battle becomes a way of life, turning and twisting their dark souls, feeding tense rage that boils deep in every Hellspawn, a rage at the unfairness of their plight, and a feeling still deeper that they've earned it.
Dispatch:
All units respond to kidnap, suspect there now. Madison and 43rd street.
Cop #2
Who is this freak?
Cop #1
Witnesses figured him for some kinda whacked out street preacher. Could be that child-killer Homicide's been huntin'.
Cop #2
Well, whoever the bastard is, he's dead. He just doesn't know it yet.
Dispatch:
Suspect holding possible kidnap victim. (pode estar com a vítima)
Cop #1
Got that right.

Cain:
Did I say I was gonna kill anybody? No, I never said that. Now, I may have done that, but I never said I was gonna kill anybody. (nunca disse) See, saying and doing are two very different things, don'tcha think? Now, you wouldn't just be saying that 'cause I got this grenade in my hand?
Female Cop:
This guy's nuts!
Male Cop:
Fuck, he's gonna kill'em.
Cain:
Killing kids... that's about catching the innocence, you know? Life, death, good, evil. It's all right here... windows to the soul boysss. Take a peak, see the party? You shoulda told'em, "no sirens"!
Male Cop:
Oh, shit!
Cain:
What, no applause? No appreciation! What is this world coming to? You know somethin'? I hate that! If you like those hands, I'd suggest you'd put them in your pockets or your pants or wherever, just get them outta my face! Adam! I know you can't hear me, but I don't give a shit! Get your puny little ass out here... now! Oh, somebody else wanna play? How's about a quick game of catch? Come on, what do ya say? Let's go, kid... guess the rats would rather play with themselvessss!

Dispatch:
Officers down, suspect fleeing southbound through alley, requesting help, requesting help.
Cop #2:
Shit! There, man... we got him!
Cop #1:
Radio for backup, then swing around the south end!
Cop #2:
Suspect sighted. Officer in pursuit, request immediate backup!
Dispatch:
All units stand by. Officers requesting backup for kidnap suspect.
Cop #1:
We got this asshole!
Cop #2:
We're twenty at Madison and 43 Street.
Cain:
Bottoms up, big guyyyyyy!
Cop #1:
Jesus, God... officer down! Repeat, officer down!
Dispatch:
Requesting help. Officer down. Officer down. Madison and Forty-Third Street. 6 Adam 15 come in. 6 Adam 15 come in, what's your location?

Wanda Blake:
Oh, Al!
Al Simmons:
I love you, Wanda.
Wanda Blake:
Maybe it's time we start thinking about having a real family.
Wanda Blake:
Cyan!
Cop #1:
Where the fuck are you? Ehhhh!
Gareb:
Holyyyy Christ!
Cop #1:
Come out your worthless cocksucker! Come on, try to blow me up, you sonovabitch! I'll kill ya, come on! Where is he?
Gareb:
Whatcha talkin' about? Where's who?
Cop #1:
Listen, asshole, I'm not in the fuckin' mood! Your preacher friend... he was draggin' a boy!
Gareb:
I-I-I can't help you, I-I didn't see any... I swear to God! I-I-I don't know nothin'! Pleassssse!
Cop #1:
I told you I want some goddamn answers and I want'em right now!
Spawn:
Is this how you "protect and serve"?
Cop #1:
Oh, shit! I clocked him... I know it! Back off, shitface! I'll do your pal!
Spawn:
Who made you God, little man? Not that gun, not that uniform, nothing! You wanna scare people, fine. I need a scarecrow! You're going to be my personal message board. I want everyone to see what happens when they come here uninvited.
Cain:
Mmmmmmm, now isn't this a delicious little situation? You know, people reallllly should finish what they start.

Senator Scott McMillan:
But I say to you, fair is fair and that's America. Now, the reason this bill is so controversial, is because it's not concerned with the bottom line. It's concerned with the family, which is the backbone of this country! We must take a stand, and if sucessful it will enable us to thrive as the greatest country in the world! Thank you.
Woman Reporter:
Senator! Senator, over here!
Male Reporter:
One more question, Senator, please!
Anchorwoman:
Senator, are you saing that you will vote for the Family Relief Bill today inspite of some resistance from Capitol Hill?
Senator Scott McMillan:
You heard my speech. I'm not here to fight the Senate, ma'am. I'm here to help America, that's what this is about.
Male Reporter:
Senator, I have one more question, sir...
Senator Scott McMillan:
Thanks everyone. Now, let's get some real food. Yeah?
Jason Wynn:
Ignoring my calls is not a smart idea.
Senator Scott McMillan:
Running for President's not like I was workin' for the Post Office. I have obligations.
Jason Wynn:
Listen to me very carefully, Senator. Your every step, every thought, every breath is to be cleared through me. Is that understood? You've compromissed both our positions.
Senator Scott McMillan:
What are you talking about?
Jason Wynn:
That bill has several amendments tackled to it that work against my interests.
Senator Scott McMillan:
I'll get them severed. That way I can preserve my stance.
Jason Wynn:
No! Unlike me, you don't have that kind of power. And these cutbacks are locked in so the entire bill must fail. Now, I'm going to have to pull in some favors to negate your vote and save you from looking like a fool. Screw up again, Scotty, and your political career is over.
Driver:
Senator, where will you be dining?
Senator Scott McMillan:
Shut up and drive.

Sam Burke:
Jesus, what a mess! When did a threat from a grenade-toting psycho get treated like a typical friggin' purse snatching? Who dropped the ball on this? Makes us look like a bunch a cops from L.A. Whatcha got over there, Twitch?
Twitch Williams:
Grenade fragments and a big hole, sir.
Sam Burke:
Give me something I can work with!
Twitch Williams:
Well, sir, this is the same alley where we found the body of that reporter Stevens.
Sam Burke:
I know. And them dead kids were dropped in this area, too. Seems to be a popular spot.
Twitch Williams:
But is it a coincidence? Steven's taped conversations seem to suggest a connection between Washington and a child-killer.
Sam Burke:
I swear they've making these things smaller.
Twitch Williams:
Sir, I really need to get back to those tapes.
Sam Burke:
Later, Twitch. This so called preacher just might be our child-killer and I want his ass before the Feds smell a headline and takes us outta the loop! Oh, my God! Get him outta here!
Cop #1:
Stay out... his alleys... two of'em.
Sam Burke:
What about the preacher?
Cop #1:
Red... cloak.
Sam Burke:
Red what?
Twitch Williams:
I think he said "cloak", sir.
Sam Burke:
What's that got to do with the damn preacher? Christ! Medics, get over here! Twitch, radio headquarters, tell'em SWAT's gonna lock down a six block radius. We're gonna pinch this area until I find that fuckin' lunatic!

Jason Wynn:
Retrieving those weapons has become critical. The slightest delay can shift political balances...
Receptionist:
Terry to see you, sir.
Jason Wynn:
Terry, come in.
Terry Fitzgerald:
Sir, my investigation of the weapons shipment hasn't turned anything. The only good news is, no other shipments are currently missing.
Jason Wynn:
And what are we doing to locate the weapons we've lost? (e quanto às armas que sumiram?)
Terry Fitzgerald:
Well, sir, without a lead, we're still shooting in the dark, so to speak. I suspect a Chinese terrorrist group of the Cali Cartel. both are linked to recent espionage attacks on European Armories. I'll have full statistical read-outs in the morning.
Jason Wynn:
Good work. Leave your file on my desk, we'll discuss this further after I read it.
Jess Chapel:
I don't like hidin' in godamn closets.
Jason Wynn:
Well, you're not supposed to be in the country, Chapel.
Jess Chapel:
Isn't that the guy who married Al Simmons's wife?
Jason Wynn:
As I was saying, we have to carefully position ourselves so that...
Jess Chapel:
You know, he should thank me for freein' up a nice piece of ass like Wanda.
Jason Wynn:
Let's focus. The guns, that's what this is about, nothing else.
Jess Chapel:
Not worried about the boyscout?
Jason Wynn:
Terry is being monitored... just like everyone else.
Jess Chapel:
But someone's got your weapons.
Jason Wynn:
There's a leak somewhere, I need it plugged.
Jess Chapel:
Just let me know when and where.
Jason Wynn:
I want this mission executed with precision and finesse.
Jess Chapel:
You tryin' to say I'm sloopy?
Jason Wynn:
Over zealous, like our little South American project.
Jess Chapel:
Not my fault, those people don't know how to duck.
Jason Wynn:
This time, it's on American soil. The rules are different, cover your tracks.
Jess Chapel:
Yeah. yeah, just call the ball, so I can get out of your fuckin' closet!
Jason Wynn:
Now what?
Senator Scott McMillan:
Wynn, we've got a problem.
Jason Wynn:
I'm listening.
Senator Scott McMillan:
Internal Data Monitoring in D.C. suggests someone's been hacking into the files of several politicians... includin' me.
Jason Wynn:
Don't worry. I sanitized your political record.
Senator Scott McMillan:
Personal information, family history! I'm scared shitless, I can't take my mind off it! The Kyle Watson situation got outta control. That lawyer, Wanda Blake... it must be her. One of my guys got knocked off trailin' her!
Jason Wynn:
I'd assumed she'd drop her investigation once her client got off.
Senator Scott McMillan:
She's got some ex-cop digging into deep evidence files. He's got enough connections in the department to turn up some very ugly shit. So, what am I suppose to do?
Jason Wynn:
Stay calm... run for President. I'll take care of the rest. Is everyone useless around here?
Jess Chapel:
Trouble in paradise?
Jason Wynn:
Wanda Blake's stirring up trouble.
Jess Chapel:
Well, maybe Terry's rubbing off on her.
Jason Wynn:
Time is short. First, let's get you on target.
Tony Twist:
Yeah?
Jason Wynn:
I want you to find that thing in the alley. I have a specialist who will deal with it. Second, I need a "pick up and delivery". A child, nothing serious. Someone will contact you with the details...
Tony Twist:
Got it.
Jason Wynn:
Kymm, call Senator McMillan and tell him that the problem we discussed is being resolved. Twist will find this freak, then you are on. Get the guns first, then ask your questions, and remember, finesse.
Jess Chapel:
Got it... like kidnapping your employer's baby.
Jason Wynn:
A detail.
Jess Chapel:
I always did like workin' for you.

Gareb:
Oh, my God!
Homeless Man:
Shit!
Bobby:
Jesus, Al! Whatcha do to him?
Spawn:
What happened here? Who moved him? I want answers!
Gareb:
Come on, Al. None of us would touch him, we know you'd...
Spawn:
You know nothing about me! None of you do! Outta my way!
Cogliostro:
Gve them a chance of leave them the hell alone!
Spawn:
Get outta my way, old man.
Cogliostro:
You're saving them one minute, then spitting on them the next. Make up your mind Spawn. Are you going to do what's right, or sit here on your ass and brood? That little boy, earlier today, he's still with that psychopat. You could have done something, but you didn't. Why?
Spawn:
He didn't ask for help.
Cogliostro:
He's mute.
Spawn:
His problem, not mine.
Cogliostro:
Look, you can't push people out of the way looking for your personal space and expect them not to push back! You kill hit men, the mob comes, you stick a cop on the wall, the police come. These bums, they're just innocent bystanders caught in the middle of your storm...
Spawn:
Whatever!
Cogliostro:
You have a purpose, Spawn. Whether you want to believe it or not. The sooner you accept it, the better off you'll be.

Clown:
De-dum-de-dum, I love ice cream! Hello, Billy!
Billy Kincaid:
Huh? How do you know my name?
Clown:
Hmmm, I'm a fan.
Billy Kincaid:
A what?
Clown:
A fan. Hmm. Been admirin' your work for quite some time now, actually.
Billy Kincaid:
Why?
Clown:
I just love to see children's faces when you're with'em. You like kids, don't you, Billy?
Billy Kincaid:
Yeah.
Clown:
Me, too. But I'm a clown. I'm supposed to. Hey, you wanna go to a party?
Billy Kincaid:
When?
Clown:
Later tonight, across town. It'll be a real scream... I promisse.
Note:
"Fresh meat and what a treat! At 13970 Runyon. Clown."

Anchorwoman:
The investigation has now officially turned into a full-scale manhunt. Very few details have been released. We have confirmation that at least one officer has been killed at this point. Also, just in the Senate has narrowly defeated the Family Relief taxation bills spearheaded by Senator McMillan who received much opposition from both Republicans and Democrats. McMillan, who plans to run in the next presidential election, has been unavailable for comment.

Wanda Blake:
Ready, Cyan? Great catch, honey! Good job! Come on, honey. Mommy has to go inside for a minute. Hello? Yes, this is she. Yes, I know Max Kivala. Oh, God, no! Not Max... no! When? How? Y-yes, he worked for me. When did this happen? No, you do not have the right to know what we working on! His wife? Y-yes, I know her... I want to hear that from her, I-I don't trust... Cyan? Cyaaaannnn? Cyan? Where are you, honey? Cyannnn!

Cogliostro:
Hellspawn's begin to take sides in their own minds. Right, wrong, moral, amoral, good, evil... none are ever sure where they will fall.
Gareb:
Whatcha doin' with the heaters?
Spawn:
Lots of unfriendly traffic flowing through here.
Cogliostro:
So, that's it now? It's become an eye for an eye?
Spawn:
Listen, old man, the government taught me how to fight, how to kill, it's all I got left. If you don't have the stomach for it, get the hell outta here.
Dispatch:
All units, a report of a child kidnapping on the south side of Queens, female, approximately four years old, answers to the name of "Cyan". Units are rolling.
Spawn:
Cyan?
Gareb:
You know her? What are you gonna do? You gonna help get the kid back?
Sam Burke:
Attention, assholes! this is the police! Drop all weapons, come out with your hands over your heads! Twitch, I aughta yank your dick off! Where the hell have you been? We've got this cop killi', kidnappin' bastard cornered, and he ain't gettin'away! Hold your fire! Okay, Preacher, just let the boy go and no one has to get hurt here!
Cain:
Oh, yessss! Someone does!
Sam Burke:
He's armed! Don't be a fool! Calm down! You don't want to do anything stupid. Just give me the grenade and I promisse that you and the boy will be protected.
Cain:
Sure.
Sam Burke:
It's okay, it's still got the pin.
Cain:
Everything's fine? Well, not quite.
Sam Burke:
Nobody move!
Commander:
Do you have him? Drop him!
Cop:
Goddamnit!
Cain:
Nice shot.
Sam Burke:
Holy shit!
Cogliostro:
Finally, having chosen a side, and released of some inner guilt, the warrior is now free to pursue his personal mission, unfeted. God help those in his path.

Clown:
Glad to be outta that skin! Oooh, that was tight, especially in the crotch!

Thug:
Move from this spot and you'll be sorry, girl.
Billy Kincaid:
Hello, little girl. Do you like tutti-frutti?