Welcome to the other side
of reality.
Where the hell am I?
Check your pocket.
I said, check your pocket!
If you're so clever,
freak master...
tell me which one is the real stone
and which the illusion.
Guess correctly and
I'll let you live.
If you're wrong,
then this is your eternity.
You'll have to do
better than that.
You don't think I don't know
the real from the fake?
You lose, asshole.
That depends on which side
of the mirror you're standing.
(screaming)
I knew I'd find you here.
Make them stop.
- What?
- The dreams.
What dreams?
I'm walking to school
and they're there.
And then they're not.
And I see you, Kenny,
and I'm calling your name.
And this thing turns around and
it looks like an angel but it's not.
It's evil.
- They're just dreams.
- No, I'm awake.
I keep seeing these letters...
and symbols and
this great blackness...
and daggers.
Why do I see daggers?
- Am I going crazy?
- No, you're not going crazy.
Then explain it to me.
I can't.
Please, please.
Look, you wouldn't understand.
Kenny? Kenny?
Okay...
Two days ago my dad shot me.
Dead.
And then he brought me back to life.
So now I'm this walking zombie
who's supposed to save the
world from all the forces of evil.
You don't look too impressed.
You're really starting
to scare me, Kenny.
(loud thunder)
Quick, the bridge.
It tastes like blood.
Chalk by the water shall
turn red as death.
How do I know that?
How do I know that?!
- It's going to be okay, Sam.
- Stay away from me.
Sam!
Sammy!
Shit!
What about Sammy, dad?
Tell me about her.
Look, Kenny, I know how much
you care for that girl.
But right now you need
all your concentration.
Everything else you can
work out later.
Yeah, hopefully.
Hey, why don't you fire
up that barbecue?
- Dad?
- Just try.
Hey, you did it.
Your aim may need a little work.
But what the hell.
I'll go get the hose.
(bell tolls)
I'll meet you all in the town
center tomorrow morning.
Reverend, people like them
don't belong in our town.
We all have to do our part.
Good sermon.
I'll be here in the morning and
so will all our neighbors.
Thanks, Mrs. Wallace.
God bless.
I'm with you... Reverend.
I want you to know that.
Thank you, Buck,
you're a good man.
See ya... tomorrow.
Ted, I have to talk to you.
Kate, I'm sorry you missed
my sermon.
I heard enough.
Why are you doing this?
It's something I should have
done a long time ago.
You're really scared,
aren't you?
This is the one thing that can
send the demon home.
- What the hell is it?
- Son-of-a-bitch.
Ethan must have thought he
was doing right.
He's not a warrior,
he should never have tried.
Tried what?
Make sure the warlock
doesn't open the gateway...
-...then worry about killing him.
- What the hell is it?
This is going to be suicide.
(sirens wailing - horns honking)
Hi. Sorry.
(Woman's voice)
Sinclair Enterprises,
may I help you?
(Ethen yelling)
Sinclair Enterprises,
may I help you?
Just one moment, please.
May I help you, sir!?
Sir, can I help you?
Can I help you, sir!
Sir, sir... can I help you?
- Sir?
- Shut up!
Who the hell are you?
I'm sorry I couldn't make
an appointment, Nathan.
How did you get past
my secretary?
She's looking for a new opening.
I can have security in here
in less than a minute.
Who the hell do you
think you are?
A collector.
Wonderful.
I'll give you about three seconds
to get to the point.
I'm interested in this stone.
Sorry, it's not for sale.
I never said anything
about buying it.
Please, remove it from
its encasement.
You're really beginning
to piss me off.
Shame, I thought you'd like to
see it with its companion pieces.
Where did you get those?
I told you, I'm a collector.
Incredible.
- How much do you want for them?
- They're not for sale.
Everything is for sale.
Including your soul?
What's that supposed to mean?
You give me the stone
and I'll give you the finest piece of
art your collection