The Crow

People once believed that when someone dies,

a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead.

But sometimes, something so bad happens...

that a terrible sadness is carried with it,

and the soul can't rest.

Then sometimes... just sometimes...

the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

I got one here!

Hey, Sarge.

Yeah.

Shelly Webster and Eric Draven. Wedding was tomorrow night.

Who the fuck gets married on Halloween anyhow?

Nobody.

- Sir, we gotta move her. - Do it.

All right, guys, let's do it.

Devil's-fuckin'-Night. What's the count so far?

143 fires.

They're slacking off from last year.

Three hours to go. Maybe they're just slow starters.

Coming through!

I really empathize, but you guys just can't come in here and take her away like this.

There are procedures to stick by.

You guys should have cleared this with me first.

Is this the victim? No, it's Amelia Earhart.

We found her, Detective, and you missed it.

I don't care what her name is. I didn't give the order to move her.

Jesus, Albrecht. I can see why they took away your gold shield.

I wasn't a big enough asshole. Come on. Let's go.

All right, clear outta here.

Shelly? Stand back, kid.

Where's Eric? Just don't worry about him.

- Tell him to take care of Sarah. - Look, I will. You just lie back.

Come on, come on.

You Sarah? Yeah.

Look, your sister... she's gonna be okay.

She's not my sister, Shelly just takes care of me.

She's my friend.

Her and Eric.

You lied to her about Eric.

I had to.

And you're lying to me about Shelly.

She's gonna die, isn't she?

Hey, uh...

Now, come on. Come on.

Come on. It's okay.

She's gonna be fine.

A building gets torched. All that is left is ashes.

I used to think that was true about everything...

families, friends, feelings.

But now I know that sometimes, if love proves real,

two people who are meant to be together... nothing can keep them apart.

Later.

What are you, like, the night watchman?

You know, what this place needs is a good natural catastrophe.

Earthquake, tornado, you know.

No, no, no, no. Mickey.

Come on, man. You got to put the mustard underneath first.

Maybe a flood like in the Bible.

Hey. Hey, let me do it.

There we go. All right, How about some onions?

Don't cheap out on me. Lots of onions.

Here you go.

There you go. All right.

Now we're talkin'.

Hey, it's the Sarah monster.

How do you steer that on a wet street?

Pure talent. Hi.

Sarah, she's a genuine "hot dogger." You hungry?

- You buyin'? - I'm buyin'.

No onions though, okay?

No onions?

They make you fart big time.

You know, Lake Erie actually caught on fire once...

from all the crap floating around in it.

I wish I could have seen that.

Fire it up!

Fire it up!

We busted their machines! Boom!

Oh, shit, guys. T-bird, cop car. Cop car.

Bad people out on the street tonight.

Damn it! What was that?

- You wait right here. - Be careful.

Mickey, call it in for me!

Gabriel.

Aah!

Eric?

Department of Housing!

Code violations?

Safety hazards?

Place looks fine to me.

Let's redecorate.

"Abashed, the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is...

saw virtue in her shape how lovely."

It's pornography.

Virtue?

Shelly?

See ya!

No, me first.

Please.

- Shelly. - Eric.

Pretty good.

See if you can top that, man. Can you top that?

Look at that. Look at that.

Here's to Devil's Night, my new favorite holiday.

To Devil's Night.

You go over there and tell your pals...

You sick fuck.

You're out of your motherfuckin' mind, man.

Huh? Hey.

Look at that!

Pussies drink last, man.

Fuck you, Tin Tin.

Hey.

Shit ain't even loaded, man.

This one is.

Which of you Motor City motherfuckers wants to bet me this one isn't?

Hey! Fire it up! Fire it up!

Fire it up! Fire it up! Fire it up! Fire it up!

Fire it up!

Here's your shooters.

Put your guns away, huh, guys?

How ya doin', pussycat?

Boo.

I love you.

Say that again.

I love you.

Oh, boy.

Restaurant.

Wow, you look great.

Ta-da!

Yeah.

Come here! No, no, no!

Couple more rings. That's 24k.

24k, huh? It's 18k.

It's crap. It's probably fake.

Leather purse. Leather.

Geez.

What is this, Tin Tin... a bloodstain that's on here?

I'll give you 50 bucks. And I hate charities.

Now, you take it or leave it.

Right there for ya.

Decisions, decisions. Yes, right.

You cheap-ass, chrome-dome...

Child-molestin', saprophyte motherfucker.

Close the gate when you go out!

I closes up for you real good, massa.

Fuck you.

Yeah, sit on it and twirl, you dirty scum.

Lucky I don't stab your fat ass.

What the fuck you all painted up for, crackhead, huh?

Halloween ain't till mañana.

Come on.

I'll kill you! You better go!

Fuck you, murderer!

I ain't murdered nobody, man! I don't even fucking know you!

What the fuck you want, man?

I want you to tell me a story.

A man and a woman in a loft a year ago.

You're out of your fucking mind. Listen!

I'm sure you'll remember.

You killed them on Halloween.

Yeah. Yeah, right. Halloween, yeah.

Some dude, some bitch. Whatever, man.

Her name was Shelly.

You cut her. You raped her.

Shelly, yeah.

I shanked her pink ass, and she loved it!

Murderer? Murderer?

Let me tell you about murder. It's fun!

It's easy.

You gonna learn all about it.

I'd like you to meet two buddies of mine.

We never miss.

Try harder. Try again!

Victims. Aren't we all?

Yeah, it's a mess.

I gotta go upstairs. Report from the front.

Get out of my way, you worms!

Give me some of that over there!

Why don't you ladies come by later? Check me out.

Hey, guess what.

Arcade Games fell down, went boom.

Boom.

Can you imagine that? It's tragic.

Gather your soldiers. You're on for tomorrow night, No sweat.

Is the man in? He's taking a meeting.

You're thinking about the past.

Dad gave me this.