Chicago Rot (2016) - full transcript

After years of rotting in Joliet, Les, a wrongfully imprisoned street legend known as "The Ghoul", is released into a mad search through Chicago's back alleys for the man who slaughtered his mother and robbed him of his soul. Aided by mysterious benefactors, he must delve beneath the city into a modern labyrinth of gutters whose tendrils have grown deep while he was gone. What unfolds is a desperate tale of brute force tragedy set in the supernatural underworld of Chicago, where heroes are reduced to horror-shows, villains dream of their own demise, and good and evil prove to be antiquated concepts.

- [Alex] (crying) He's gone and,

and I pushed him there.

- [George] I was one of
the responding officers

when his mom was murdered.

Grisly scene.

When I took that kid outta the car

he was 10 degrees colder
than he should have been.

I felt like I'd been holding someone

that'd been dead for hours.

Point is, you didn't put him anywhere.

He'd been heading that way
long before you knew him.

- I know.

I just shoulda seen this coming.

(fist thuds)
(Charles groans)

(suspenseful music)

- [Dave] Nice work, Detective.

- [Lee] Get him the fuck inside.

I wanna have a little fun.

Come on Charles, we just
wanna ask you a few questions.

(Dave and Lee laughing)

(metal creaking)

(door bangs)

- Backup's on the way.

Just in time to be late, as usual.

- I love a good countdown.

You know what we want.

What do you know?

(Charles laughing)

(Lee laughs)

Oh, this is gonna be good.

It's a loaded question, I
know, so lemme rephrase it.

(fist thudding)
(Charles groaning)

(Lee laughing)

Oh yeah!

- Lee, Lee.

Lee, Lee.

Lee, get off of him.
- Get off of me!

(Charles crying)

I'm sorry, where are my manners?

(Charles groaning)

(Charles yelling)

- Fuck!

- Tell us or doctor brainfucker here

takes a core sample of your entire-

- Ah fuck you!
- Fucking head.

(Lee laughs)

(door bangs)

- Let him go.

He's got no reason to fuck with you.

Keep it up and he will.

- Oh, I know he won't fuck with me.

Either of you will.

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

- [Radio Announcer 1] Today
marks the release of Les Sabo,

who many listeners may
remember better as The Ghoul.

A man who was once both
lauded and despised

for the brutally violent
vigilante tactics he employed

in his quest to avenge the
murder of his young mother.

And while many found his
means to be a necessary evil,

everyone took notice and
turned against The Ghoul

after he was convicted
of murdering Lee Cross,

a detective with the
Chicago Police Department.

Lee's partner, Dave Simmons,
apprehended The Ghoul

and locked him away, where
sympathy for his vendetta

has all but died.

Detective Simmons, on the other hand,

has gained notoriety for
his perceived failure

to live up to the precedent

set by his father,
Detective George Simmons.

- [Radio Announcer 2] Can we please talk

about this Simmons guy.

- [Radio Announcer 3] Being paid money

he doesn't deserve, and why-

- [Radio Announcer 4]
Drinking (beep) vodka all-

- [Radio Announcer 5] Nothing
short of a complete disaster-

- [Radio Announcer 6] Get rid of him!

- [Radio Announcer 1] Being
released botched indictments.

(Dave coughing)

(Dave coughing)

- This should have been done years ago!

How the fuck can you expect me

to back off this piece of shit?

- Turn that fuckin' van
around, right fuckin' now,

and stay the fuck away from him!

- This motherfucker dies, today.

- Get your ass back home.

I already have this taken care of.

- Sorry pops, it's not gonna happen.

- This isn't some ordinary piece of shit!

- (laughs) That's right,
that's right, he's The Ghoul!

He's a skin eating boogeyman!

Sorry to disappoint you,

but I'm looking right at the motherfucker,

and he looks like an
ordinary piece of shit to me.

I gotta go.

- Stupid fuckin' boy!

(van engine roaring)

(car engine roaring)

- Those are for werewolves.

(Mario laughs)

(gun bangs)

(tires screeching)

(Les groans)

- Remember kids, werewolf
or ghoul, silver bullets

will still fuck you up.

Let's get a good look at this
asshole for everyone to see.

Goddamn that's a big fuckin' hole!

I know you can't see it,
but trust me, it's bad.

I don't see what the big
deal is with this asshole.

(Van Goon screaming)

- Motherfucker!

- How's that feel?

How's that feel?

Not so fuckin' tough now are you?

(Les groans)

Pull this fuckin' van over!

(crows cawing)

- Please don't eat my skin!

- This is how I see it,

I'm going that way, you're going that way.

Your boss is a fucking dead man.

(crows cawing)

Now beat it.
- Yeah.

(gun bangs)

- Fuck!

(somber piano music)

♪ Trouble is ♪

♪ I don't want what he came for ♪

♪ Trouble is ♪

♪ I'm begging you to stop me ♪

♪ This is the cry to the
pus-filled and the bloodstained ♪

♪ To the the gut shot
and the blood scraped ♪

♪ To the thieves who hate the life ♪

♪ And poison hiding in the knife ♪

♪ Trouble is ♪

♪ You don't even know I'm here ♪

♪ Trouble is ♪

♪ Nothing's gonna stop us now ♪

♪ 'Cause this curse ♪

♪ Must eat through your blood ♪

♪ Reap through your bones ♪

♪ As it takes all I am ♪

♪ So step on my throat and
stomp out the sunlight ♪

♪ After the poison soaks ♪

♪ Through the blades ♪

♪ Trouble is ♪

♪ I don't want what I came for ♪

♪ Trouble is ♪

(dramatic music)

(brooding music)

- Out drinking all night, again.

That's how you're gonna get him.

Keep it up.

Brilliant detective work, really.

You know what I would have done?

Of course not.

I'd have waited for him outside
the prison this morning.

Fish in a barrel!

Even you couldn't have fucked that up!

- Goddammit!

Then why the fuck didn't you?

Just send one of your old cop buddies

to kill this piece of shit
if it's so fucking easy!

- Now you're gettin' it.

(phone ringing)

- Hey Coop, how's it going?

- [Cooper] Fuckin' peachy.

Listen, I just got a call about a van full

of corpses outside of Joliet.

- The Ghoul?

- [Cooper] (chuckles) No,

probably one of the other
murderers that got out today.


- [Dave] Right, I'm on my way.

(door bangs)

(ominous rock music)

(door bangs)

(police radio chattering)

(police siren wailing)

- [Radio Announcer 8] Force,
that one of the victims

in this brutal work van massacre

is none other than Mario
Colosimo, son of the alleged boss

of the Chicago Outfit, Kenna Colosimo.

The Old Man, as he has come to be known,

has not been reachable for comment,

and his silence has only added more fuel.

- [Dave] Hey Coop.

How's it goin'?

Well, looks like out friend's been busy.

- He was definitely here.

Left behind four bodies,
two shivs, one pistol,

and a trail of his own
blood a half mile long.

No footprints though.

Fuckin' weird.

- Any witnesses?

- (chuckles) Not anymore.

We know from the blood
that Les exited the vehicle

through the passenger side
door and walked north.

But the spatter on the driver's side door

tells us the driver was shot from there.

And before these swingin' dicks

trampled all over the fuckin' scene,

there was a set of footprints
that led up to the van,

then back about four yards to
a separate set of tire tracks.

My point is, Les let this man go.

Someone else killed him after the fact

and took off in a hurry.

- Uh, well, I mean, couldn't, couldn't

those be from, I, I don't
know, whoever called this in?

- [Cooper] It's possible, but
the wound this man sustained

appears to have come from
a higher caliber weapon

than that bloody Single Action Army.

- Okay, well let's just say
there was another person,

uh, any leads on their identity or motive?

- No, nothin'.

- What, what a waste.

Hey, it's always good to see ya.

Um, if you think of
anything else, give me call.

- [Cooper] Well, there is one other thing.

The shivs.

- What about 'em?

- I doubt he walked out
of prison with them,

and I doubt they belonged
to these corpses,

they all had guns.

Someone must have left them
for him outside of the prison.

- Fuck, I think I know who that is.

- [Cooper] Who?

- Ah, it's just a hunch.

Um, it's personal, I'll take care of it.

- Fair enough.

I've got a new hunch of my own.

- I met Les when we were kids.

I was living with my dad in some dump,

just watching him drink himself to death.

Les was like 17,

he had a whole family of
runaways that he looked after.

The street kids worshiped him.

(door pounding)

(door knocking)

(somber rock music)

Oh, we're gonna have to
talk about this thing.

You're bleeding all over the place.

Aren't you going to say anything?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Baby, you just slammed
my head into the floor.

Shit's still kinda hazy.

- You don't suppose this giant bullet hole

in your chest has anything to do with it?

- [Les] No, (laughs).

No, it looks way worse

than it is.
- Oh, God.

Let's get you up.

- I missed you.

- I missed you, too.

(singing softly)

(singing softly)

(singing softly)

(singing softly)

(somber rock music)

♪ Stab and spear ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ You stab and spear ♪

♪ You cut right through ♪

♪ Nothing new ♪

♪ Not the first one to do this ♪

♪ Nothing new ♪

♪ Get over yourself ♪

♪ Tug it around ♪

♪ Tug it around ♪

♪ No one hears you ♪

Let's just leave, start fresh somewhere.

Isn't that what she would've wanted?

- You know I can't walk from-
- No one would-

ever find us.

- Yes, they would.

He knows who I am.

If I don't get him, he's
gonna get me and you.

- I hate this.

- So do I, baby.
- No, this,

fucking, repairing you,

it's the one thing I didn't
miss while you were gone.

Now that I'm doing it again,
I don't want this back.

- You don't want me back?

- I love you, you cocksucker.

But this, this has to end.

- I love you, cocksucker.

- Subtle, nice.

- Well, my cellmate wasn't
much for pillow talk.

- Yeah.

I bet your cellmate wasn't
much for this either.

Unzip me.

Now, you go cut this piece
of shit off your face.

(ominous music)

(heavy breathing)

- Les.

Free me, free us both
from our mutual tormentor.

(Old Man laughing)

Alone, you will fail.

Together, we can save your soul.

Seek the symbol.

(Old Man screaming)

(suspenseful electronic music)

(heavy breathing)

(heavy rock music)

(clippers buzzing)

- [Radio Announcer 1]
Rumors and speculation

are becoming more eccentric
as the hour grows late,

and the public's imagination

appears to have been stirred once again.

We'll be staying with this
infectious urban fable

all night folks, so stick around,

for up to the minute news
on what many are hoping

will be The Ghoul's triumphant return.

(upbeat electronic music)

(Stewart imitates barking)

- Hands up!

It's the cops.

- What gave me away?

- I can recognize a dick

when its dangling in front of my face.

Come on.

♪ Work that body ♪

♪ 'Cause I'd love to tap that ass ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ You over there ♪

♪ Show me what you're working with ♪

♪ Can I buy you a drink ♪

- Wee!


♪ Okay ♪

♪ Where the hell am I ♪

- Who's Charles?

- You a copper? (laughs)

(man coughing)

♪ Work that body ♪

- Detective.

- [Charles] Yeah, what about it?

I didn't do shit.

- [Dave] Is your friend around?

I'm looking for him.

- Oh, oh, Ghoul?


Come on, dick.

- He killed four people this morning.

He's gotta be hiding somewhere.

You want me to rip this place apart

and have you arrested
for whatever the hell

is going on in this shithole,
or do you wanna play ball?

- I ain't got shit to say to you, dick.

- Dave, it's pronounced Dave.

- In my house it's dick.

- Listen, you little prick!

(Charles laughing)

- You wanna know something about Les?

Stay out of his way.

You're in over your head.

- Fuck you.

- You don't know what the fuck's going on,

and you wouldn't believe
it even if you did.

♪ You must work at Subway ♪

He's on a mission, and
no one's gonna stop him,

especially you.

♪ Let's play carpenter ♪

♪ First we get hammered, yeah ♪

♪ Then I'll nail you ♪

♪ Work, work, work that ♪

(Dave coughing)

(laughing) Are you fucking kidding me?

- Where is he going?

- [Charles] To get his soul back, dick.

- You too?

You think he's a fucking
skin-eating ghost?

- Could be a goddamn angel for all I know.

- Fuck you!

He killed thirty people and my partner!

(upbeat electronic music)

- I know you, asshole!

(Dave groans)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

You don't get to leave now!

We were just getting reacquainted!

The way I remember it, the
last time we were together,

with your partner, he was
about to shoot my brain!

(Charles laughing)

You got something to say?

Come on, out with it!

You were so eager to talk a minute ago!

It's easy to be fucking eloquent
with a gun in your mouth!

Maybe one more visit
from doctor brainfucker

will loosen your tongue!

(Dave crying)

(Dave crying)


I can't kill him now.

He's so pathetic.

Got an idea.

I don't really hate you.

♪ Turn around ♪

Sure, my friend spent a decade in prison

because of your corrupt fucking partner.

- Lee was a good cop.


- But, but he's free now.

♪ The wrong way ♪

And that's all that really matters.

And I'd like to keep it that way, okay.

So you are of some use to me still.

Stand up here.

Stand up.

Get your shit together.

You good, you good?

Come on (laughs).

Let me put it to you simple.

As long as he's alive, you
have nothing to worry about!

♪ You're on your last dollar ♪

See, you're his guardian angel now.

He looks after me, you look after him,

and I, look after you.

Got it?

♪ You need to think ♪

- But I, I don't know where he is.

- Isn't that your job, detective?

To detect?

♪ Turn around ♪

Okay, let me give you, let me you a tip.

Stay near Wrigleyville Dog.

♪ The wrong way home ♪

And leave your number.

♪ The wrong way ♪

♪ The wrong way home ♪

Bonus tip, get the fuck out!

- Can I uh, can, can, can
I, can I have my gun back?

(gun bangs)

- Time for your massage, Charles.

- Awesome.

- I pity you, fool.

(gun bangs)

(Stewart imitates barking)

- So my brother left and
started running with them.

I stuck around, I tried
to get my dad back.

He choked out on his own
fuckin' vomit a month later.

And I used to think
that that was my fault.

Like being stuck with me

was what made him finally

take that last step off the cliff.

Look, I remember noticing that

when I used to come here and get tattooed.

- Yeah, I remember bringing you here.

I thought that guy was a friend of yours.

- Fuckin' asshole.

Guy got really grabby, grabbed my tit.

I ended up knocking him the fuck out.

Tattooed a dick on his neck.

Things didn't work out so well after that.

- I didn't know you could tattoo.

- Can't, it's a pretty rough lookin' cock.

- That's fucked up.

(Alex laughs)

Are you ready for this?

- Hope so.

Are you?

- Even if I break this
motherfucker in half tonight

it's still thirty years too late.

(ominous music)

- [Elion] Free us both.

Seek the symbol.

Everything is everything.

(foreboding electronic music)

- [Jo Jo] Please come in.

I think we both can help one another.

- I need to know what this means.

- [Jo Jo] How did you become so curious

about this particular symbol?

- [Les] I saw it in a mirror.

- [Jo Jo] Did you see him?

- Him?

- [Jo Jo] He has a name,
and his name is Elion.

- [Les] Elion?

- Elion sent you because of,

something he needs.

- This?

- Yes, that's it.

- What is it?

- It's a relic.

I can see it quite vividly,

though I haven't the slightest
idea of what it's for.

A key without a lock.

(Jo Jo laughs)

I'm just the ferryman.

- [Les] What the fuck just happened?

- [Jo Jo] We've come to the bridge.

- [Les] Bridge to where?

- [Jo Jo] Something tucked
away in another plane

never meant to be discovered.

But I know the way.

- [Les] I'm just going to
walk in there and take it?

- [Jo Jo] That's all there is to it.

(ominous music)

(gate bangs)
(suspenseful music)

(woman laughing)

(club thuds)

(Giant grunting)

(Giant grunting)

(Jo Jo laughing)

(foot thuds)

(Giant grunting)

(Giant grunting)

(Les thuds)

(Giant grunting)

(club thuds)

(Giant groaning)

(Les groaning)

(Les groaning)

(Giant groaning)
(Les groaning)

(woman screaming)

(door creaking)

(door bangs)

- What the fuck happened to you?

- What the fuck do you think happened?

- I don't know.

Did you forget your gun again

or just hesitate to pull the trigger?

- They took it.

- [George] Took what?

- My gun.

(George sighs)

(heavy breathing)

- [Radio Announcer 1] Must
feel about so many taking

up the flag of the man he was praised

for imprisoning 10 years ago.

He has so far been
unreachable for comment.

Crowds continue to gather in neighborhoods

from Rogers Park all the
way down to South Shore

to show their support
for The Ghoul's cause.

(door knocking)

(Stewart imitates barking)

- Les!

- [Les] Stewart.

- We all missed you.

It's been too long.

- Don't remind me.

- Come on in.

Charlie's anxious to see you.

(Stewart imitates barking)

- Holy shit!

The perfect person to cheer an old man up.

- What're you, like 23 now?

- [Charlie] 23's a long time for a rat.

- You smell like shit.

- Nah, you're just used to
that fancy prison livin'.

Swappin' cum rags and bunk fuckin'!

But please, allow me to be the first

to welcome you back to the gutter!

- [Les] I'm not sure I ever left.

- It's good to see you, man.

- I need you to look after Alex for me.

- Sis, are you fucking kidding me?

She can look after
herself, I'm afraid of her.

- This is different.

I'm ending this tonight.

- Tell you what.

Give her this number, call it.

It's a cop.

(laughs) Don't worry
about it, I got this dick

by the balls.
- She'll be safe here.

- No she fuckin' won't, because you and I

are about to stir up some serious shit,

and the first fuckin' place
they're gonna look is here.

Now, you wanna get this fuckhead back?

The one that killed your mother?

Stole your soul?

This, is the perfect
opportunity to lure him out.

Hit him hard.

I know these two women, Cindy, Debbie.

Great friends, but even
better dominatrixes!

They're known for being the best,

and they keep an exclusive clientele,

and you could not imagine who is there.

- Get to the point.

And don't insult my imagination.

- Okay, okay, okay, okay,
his name is Lou Manalti.

- Lou the Jew.

(Lou burps)

- The Old Man's number two.

- No shit.

- [Charles] I thought you might like that.

And that, is where you come in.

- Won't he have a lookout?

- Yes, just one guy, stays outside.

(Bodyguard screaming)

And then that's where you come in.

You get to deliver that message,

courtesy of that beautiful imagination

I know you so highly regard.

It's perfect.

- [Lou] Come on, I just,

I was just havin' fun with the girls.

Let me go.

Come on, what're you doing man?

We don't want to mess around man,

I'm just a guy with some girls

who are having a little lunch.

We don't want to mess around.

No, no, no, no, no!

- Swallow.

(Lou yelling)

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

Still want lunch, you fat fuck?

(Lou screaming)

(Lou screaming)

(fire crackling)

(train engine roaring)

- But this is different.

I can't lose Les, I can't, I love him.

It feels worse than death,
something without a name.

- Sir.

- Those are for werewolves.

- Lou is dead.

We think it was The Ghoul.

(van thuds)

(The Old Man yelling)

(monitor thuds)
(glass shattering)

(footsteps pounding)

(door bangs)

(Gertrude laughing)

(rock music)

- Hey Doc, where's your
Jew bastard friend?

I wanna stick a few of these
up his stupid hook nose.

(group laughing)

(phone buzzing)

- Release the Berserker.

(group yelling)

(Doctor smacking lips)

- Time to go to work, Tammy.

(group yelling)

(Tammy grunting)

Give kisses to daddy.

Oh, yeah.

That's a good girl, that's a good girl,

that's a good girl, that's a good girl.

Time to go work.



Nice and easy.

That's a good girl.

(Tammy grunting)

- Can you imagine having 25
years of scabbed up knife wounds

and bullets holes ripped off all at once.

It's kind of funny.

Les came out on top no matter what.

But he always, he always
got like shot, or stabbed,

or sliced, or something,

every fucking time.

- [Radio Announcer 1]
Details of the vicious murder

of Lou Manalti, a man
with close connections

to the Colosimo family.

- Holy fuck, you scared
the shit out of me!

Does this mean its over?

- No, I need you to get outta here.

- [Radio Announcer 1]
Psychopathic level of violence

displayed in this latest crime,

support for The Ghoul continues.

(Tammy grunting)

- Take this number, his
name's Dave, he's a cop.

- Why not Charles?

- Baby, I pissed some people off.

Charles is involved.

Call Dave, he'll get you somewhere safe,

but I need you to just
get dressed, all right?

- [Doctor] Shh, quiet, Tammy, quiet.

Good girl, good girl.

- [Alex] All right, babe.

- [Les] No, use the
payphone down the street.

- What?

- Inside, shh, shh, shh, inside voices.

- Les, what the fuck is going on?

- [Les] Shh!

- Fresh meat for Tammy.

(Tammy grunts)

(Tammy screaming)

(Les groaning)

(Les groaning)

(fist thuds)
(Les groans)

(fist thuds)
(Les groans)

(bat thuds)

Tammy, Tammy, Tammy!

Let's go.

- [Alex] What the fuck was that?

- I don't know, but I'm
gonna fucking kill it!

(rock music)

Stop the bus!

- Looks like we've got another zombie

for the zombie pub crawl!

Oh Jesus!
(group cheering)

♪ Are things great,
okay or just plain bad ♪

♪ Are you alive ♪

♪ Is everyone alive ♪

♪ Oh, yeah well me ♪

♪ I guess, I'm doin' fine ♪

♪ I don't know why, you'd
think I would be lyin' ♪

♪ I'm alive, like everyone's alive ♪

♪ Is anyone alive ♪

♪ I'm all right, I'm just fine ♪

♪ I'm alive, I'm all right ♪

♪ Everyone alive ♪

♪ Everyone alive ♪

♪ Everyone alive ♪

♪ Everyone ♪

♪ Everyone is alive ♪

(group cheering)

♪ All right ♪

♪ Oh honey, hey, hello, how was your day ♪

♪ Work is work, don't know any other way ♪

♪ But I'm alive, like everyone's alive ♪

♪ It's just a day to day that I seek ♪

♪ I gotta find a way till
the end of the week ♪

♪ Make it alive, like everyone alive ♪

♪ Is anyone alive ♪

(group cheering)

♪ I'm all right ♪

♪ I'm just fine ♪

♪ I'm alive ♪

♪ I'm all right ♪

♪ Everyone alive ♪

♪ Everyone alive ♪

♪ Everyone alive ♪

♪ Everyone ♪

♪ Everyone is alive ♪

(knee thuds)

(fist thuds)

(fist thuds)

(fist thuds)

(fist thuds)

(fist thuds)

(stick thuds)

(fist thudding)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(muffled voices chattering)

(man laughing)

(block thuds)

(muffled voice chattering)

(group cheering)

(ominous rock music)

(light whooshes)

(rock music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.
- Dave, it's Alex.

You need to help me.

- Who the fuck are you?

- [Alex] Listen, we haven't met yet,

but you know my brother Charles.

- I do, he's an asshole, so what?

- You owe that asshole,

and if you don't want your gun jammed up-

- All right, all right.
- Your fucking ass.

- Where are you?

- Wrigleyville Dog, you know it?


Who the fuck are you?

- Dave, Detective Dave Simmons.

Your brother told me to come here.

I guess now I know why.
- We gotta get the fuck

out of here, where's your car?

- It's over there.

Whoa, Charles told me to help Les.

- You're not much of a
fucking cop, are you?

- I'm not a cop, honey, I'm a dick.

- Yeah, no shit.

- You know what, I've
got better things to do

than babysit some asshole's whore sister.

(fist thuds)
(Dave groans)

- Let's get one thing straight,

I will wreck your ass, every fucking time.

- [Police Dispatcher] All available units,

report to 1348 West Fullerton Avenue.

Reported sighting of the
criminal known as The Ghoul.

- [Radio Announcer 1] Not
bode well for anyone involved

in this brawl, including The Ghoul,

who eyewitnesses have placed at the scene.

If reports coming in-
- Stay here.

- [Radio Announcer 1] Are to be believed,

the crowds may not have
a cause to rally behind.

- What's the word?
- Well, we got a corpse

upstairs burnt to shit,

and according to these
two guys, a ghost did it.

- Kinda reminds you of
fatback, doesn't it?

- So what, what's your theory?

What do you think happened?

- Too hungry to really care, actually.

Besides, aren't theories
your job Detective?

(energetic electronic music)

(light whooshes)

(door rumbling)

(door thuds)

- [Dave] Appears your
boyfriend was taken by ghosts.

- What?

- Fuck, I don't know!

There was a sheet of skin up there.

Pieces of skin, sewn together.

Look, I'll take you somewhere safe.

You've gotta get me caught up on the way.

(suspenseful music)

(car engine roaring)

- He told us that he was
searching for his soul.

Man, we hung onto his words like gospel.

It brought us together, gave us purpose.

And that was something that
none of us had ever experienced.

We needed him.

- So you knew he was killing
people all over the city

and you still think he's a fuckin' saint?

- My dad killed himself
rather than take care of me,

and Les, he took me in with no question.

He provided for me.

- Provided for you?

What the fuck did he provide
for you by killing my partner?

- That's who you fuckin' are!

Your partner nearly beat
my brother to death!

- Your brother was withholding
information on a crime family

we'd been investigating for months!

Lee was interrogating him!
- Bullshit!

- Now look, you're both
acting like fuckin' assholes!

Now sit the fuck down
and let's finish talking!

Now tell her your side of the
story, tell her what you saw.

- Why?

- Because maybe you can settle something

like a reasonable person for once.

- Fine.

We were chasing your asshole
brother through Humboldt Park.

(Lee laughing)

(rock music)

- You fuck!


- [Lee] Tell us or doctor brainfucker here

takes a core sample of your entire-

- Fuck you!
- Fucking head.

(Charlie crying)

(Lee laughing)

(door bangs)

- [Les] Let him go.

He's got no reason to fuck with you.

Keep it up and he will.

- Oh, I know he won't fuck with me.

Neither of you will.

(lights click)
(ominous music)

(dramatic rock music)

(skin crackling)

(police sirens wailing)

- So you didn't actually see anything.

- I saw enough.

Besides, who else could of done it?

- I don't know, maybe
the same fuckin' people

that fried that guy tonight!

- You mean person, as in Les.

- Oh, let me ask you something detective,

if Les could fry anybody attacking him,

why the fuck would he
wait until after his skin

had been ripped off to do it?

- She's got you there.

- Except for the fact that this

doesn't make any fucking sense!

- None of it does!

We need to be out there trying
to find what's left of him.

- You're right.

Why am I sitting here
listening to your bullshit

when Les is the one I'm after?

I'm going to Wrigleyville.

- The hotdog joint?

- Your brother told me to hang out there.

You got a better lead?

- Coop came by earlier.

He was asking some strange questions.

- What kind of questions?

- He was asking if your gun was around,

and he was lookin' at
your shoes on the way out.

Son, if Coop thinks you're into something,

you better straighten it out.

Friend or not, he'll nail
your ass to the wall.

- Son?

- Look, just don't be a hero.

I mean this in the best
possible way, you're not.

(foreboding music)

- My faithful.

You have fought alongside me

and for me in order to see this day.

(staff thuds)

The end of our struggle against nothing.

The end of our bondage to the unseen.

One final sacrifice stands
watch over our prison.

Our fate is his burden.

His burden, our liberation.

(brooding piano music)

- [Radio Announcer 1]
Crowded into parks and bars

all over the city await word
of The Ghoul's resurgence.

Nothing has been seen or heard of him

since his mysterious disappearance
from the Liar's Club.

And while this outcome.

- Spot me some cash.

- [Dave] ATM's across the street.

- How the fuck are you gonna pay?

Fucking dick.

- Fuck!

(rock music)

What, are you following
me around or something?

- You're an easy man to find, Simmons.

I smelled the whiskey on your
breath the whole way here.

Come here, I gotta talk to you.

- The fuck are you doing man?

Let go of me!

- Shut the fuck up already!

I know you killed the driver of that van.

- Are you fucking serious?
- You're goddamn right

I'm serious, and I'm
the only one amongst us

with a fuckin' gun.

Where's yours, Detective?

Where'd you ditch it, where'd you drop it?

(group chattering)

(group laughing)

(Alex screams)

♪ In the dark ♪

♪ Through the cloud ♪

♪ And you will find yourself
alone in this world ♪

♪ In the dark ♪

You know Simmons, the only reason

I haven't already taken you into custody

is 'cause I can't bear
the thought of telling

your old man what a
royal fuck up his son is.

Worse yet, a criminal fuck up.

Simmons, come here, Simmons!

(Alex screaming)

♪ In the dark ♪

♪ Through the cloud ♪

Simmons, goddammit!

♪ You will find yourself
alone in this world ♪

♪ In the dark ♪

♪ Through the cloud ♪

♪ And you will find
yourself alone in this ♪

(knife thuds)

(heavy breathing)

(light whooshes)
(heavy breathing)

(Tammy grunting)

(suspenseful piano music)

(Tammy grunting)

(light whooshes)

- Alex, Alex.


(rock music)

(head thuds)

(light whooshes)

- [Doctor] Yes, I'm sure it was him!

He murdered my Tammy. (crying)

(horn honking)

(car bangs)

(phone buzzing)

- [Les] It's time to end this.

I'm coming for you

- Please. I'll take great
pleasure in making you beg

for your life while I personally
rip your fucking guts out!

(light whooshes)

(light whooshes)

Ain't got the balls to
fight me one on one, huh?

- We're not fighting you.

We're ending you.

- Then let's end it.

(Old Man laughing)

(Old Man laughing)

(staff thuds)

- You know nothing about us, do you?

(Devil laughing)


(Devil whooshes)

Can you feel the power around you?

I command it.

It is a part of me.

Elion is a part of me, and you.

(heavy rock music)

(light whooshes)

(light whooshes)

(light thuds)

(light crackling)

(ball thuds)

(light whooshes)

(light thuds)

(lights whooshing)

(light whooshes)

(light whooshes)

Stupid fucking human.

Enjoy your reward. (laughing)

- I intend to.

(fist thuds)
(Devil groans)

(foreboding music)

(suspenseful electronic music)

What's wrong with you?

- I am dying.

We are interlocking pieces
of some greater whole.

Compelled to act, not out of love or hate.

Just a gray void of emotion and compulsion

indistinguishable from each other

slowly, and always pulling you forward.

(rock music)

It wore on me.

It burnt me out.

I have wanted to die for a long time.

- What?

- [Elion] He imprisoned me to prevent it.

Knowing we share a singular fate.

But I learned that we cannot
be killed, only replaced.

So I led you to my prison,

took you apart, and
rebuilt you to replace us.

But there is something
special about you, Les.

You're a killer.

- He made me this way,
I killed to get to him.

- No.

You've butchered a lot of
people, in vicious ways,

and sewed their skin onto your body.

The urge to kill became a part of you.

- Les.

You ready to go home?

- Revenge is how you justified it.

You're a murderer, Les.

And I had to make a sacrifice,

so that I could die.

- Fuck you Elion.

- There's nothing waiting there for you.

You cannot have her back.

When I die, you will feel nothing for her.

Only a compulsion towards
some unseen purpose

without any possibility of salvation.

(Alex gasps)

It is what you deserve.

Welcome to the cycle.

Everything is everything.

(birds chirping)

(car engine roaring)

(metal clanging)

- I quit the force.

- Good.

Respect is often won through
the unpopular choice.

If being your own man was
easy everyone would do it.

(soft electronic music)

- [Radio Announcer 1]
Many are already beginning

to fear the worst.
(gun bangs)

That our local hero may
have finally fallen victim

to his own personal crusade.

The only information we have comes

from Detective Kyle Cooper,

and while the detective's-
- Dick.

- [Radio Announcer 1]
Full statement has not

yet been released we do know

that he reports seeing
The Ghoul at the scene.

Beyond that, the details
that shape the final chapter

of this story are yet unknown to us.

And even if the worst proves to be true,

that Les was never able to
enforce the justice he deserved,

perhaps we can take solace
in the fact that he.

(car engine roaring)
(tires screeching)

(somber electronic music)

(light humming)

♪ Don't run into me ♪

♪ And I won't fall for you ♪

(muffled singing)

♪ Don't run into me ♪

♪ And I won't fall for you ♪

♪ I don't wanna stay ♪

♪ Don't run into me ♪

♪ And I won't fall for you ♪

♪ I don't wanna stay ♪

♪ Don't run into me ♪

♪ And I won't fall for you ♪

♪ Okay ♪

♪ You're safe ♪

♪ Don't run into me ♪

♪ And I won't fall for you ♪

♪ For you ♪

(gentle piano music)

(heavy rock music)


♪ The dogs run the streets ♪

♪ When the bloods running fast out ♪


♪ The dogs run the streets ♪

(muffled singing)


♪ Don't try to back down ♪

♪ From the Chicago rot ♪