it's okay, danny. it's okay.
i know.
listen to me, please. he's just a kid. let him go. he can't hurt you. he doesn't even know who you are.
no!!!
digs his fingers into the wood-rot pulp of the pilings and claws his way up to the jetty. he collapses down onto the wooded slats.
crouches before us, his face hidden from view. he reaches out his hand, touching an unmistakable blood stain.  danny's blood stain. this triggers more painful memories.
how did i survive?
no.
stop looking at me that way -- stop looking -- this isn't real, none of this is real! i'm dreaming this.
blue.
danny, wait!
no!!!
why are you here?
everything's so confused.
there's no moon.
'my mother was accursed the night she bore me and i am faint with envy of all the dead'.
tell me, monkey. does the corpse have a familiar face?
you have to learn to look beyond the mask.
looking for this?
springs from the ground, slamming spider monkey against a table of chemicals. bottles shatter on the floor, spilling their toxic contents.
i wasn't sure at first. now i know. i'm the boiling man, monkey. i'm the plague of darkness and the death of the first-born. all your nightmares rolled into one.
the others. who are they?
i'll start with nemo, then work my way up the food chain. where is he?
congratulations, monkey. you just bought yourself a fighting chance.
pick a card, monkey.
lady luck's a bitch.
you're wasting your breath, angelito. nobody's up there listening.
lifts his head to the night sky, laughing. his clothes are still smoking.
is standing on the other side of the plexiglas. his mouth splits into an evil grin.
"do you want me, baby?"
me.
one crow sorrow.
two crows joy.
three crows a letter, four crows a boy.
five crows silver, six crows gold.
seven crows a secret never to be told.
you killed my son, nemo. you took away the only piece of light left in my soul.
we always have a choice.
if you value what you've lost, you'll walk away from this place and never look back.
i'm sorry, father, i was just watching.
what is this for?
why?
appears on the ledge of the broken window, crouching there like a gargoyle in silhouette.
heaven wouldn't have me and hell was afraid i'd take the place over.
i needed to see you again.
she looks like you.
were you married?
where are they now?
danny's mother left after he was born. she was a drug addict.
small world.
what happens to me when i finish what i'm supposed to do here?
what if i don't want to go back?
i've been here.
i took danny last summer. we went up on the bike, rode all the way up the coast.
i have to finish what i started. i have to find the others.
reflected in the bar mirror, materializing out of the narcotic haze. he's wading through the ocean of bodies. in his face paint and black leather ashe looks like he's just another part of the twisted scene. people are stroking him, brushing up against him - like they can leech off some of his morbid angel charisma.
time's up, curve.
lands on the surface street some thirty feet below! ashe is now just behind curve.
"i have a rendezvous with death, on some scarred slope of battered hill"
"god knows, 'twere better to be deep where love throbs out in blissful sleep, pulse nigh to pulse and breath to breath"
"but i have a rendezvous with death. and i to my pledged word am true"
"i shall not fail that rendezvous."
can you hear me, curve?
you're going to die now.
people used to put coins in the mouths of the dead. do you know why? so they could pay the ferryman to take them across the river styx.
open your mouth, curve.
shhh. it's not so bad. trust me. i've been there.
i want to thank you for showing me my pain, curve. you made me what i am.
is seeing what the crow is witnessing - sarah in danger.
sarah!
where is she?
you took my son's life.
it takes two to make a murder.
my job is to send you to hell. you're in it.
me, too.
pushes through the throng of revelers, invisible amidst the carnival atmosphere. in his makeup he's just another face in the crowd.
sarah.
comes crashing down atop a small vending stall filled to the brim with flowers an sugar skulls. time slows as a flurry of golder marigold petals flutter down around his still form.
what are you doing here?!
is that why they're here?
but sarah still needs me.
i can't go, not yet, not now.
danny, i can't leave her like this.
i have to stay.
danny, wait!
what. are. you?
what.  did you do to me?
go to hell.
down the street. ashe screams as his body is dragged across the asphalt.
is dragged up into the air, dangling above the faces of the crowd.
falls to the street as the chain clatters over the street lamp. he unravels the chain from his throat and drags himself back up.
sarah, get back!
sarah!!!
if it were just me, you'd be right, judah. but i have an eternity of pain to call upon.
and the pain gives me strength.
take him!!!
you can't die, sarah.  i stayed for you.
oh god.
moves through the crowd carrying sarah in his arms. the people close ranks behind him and we.
is carrying sarah in his arms, moving through the crowd of silent witnesses.
because i have nowhere left to go.
you should. looks like he needs a home.