violated,
girlie-man, huh?
I could have killed you
like that.
Is that a little more surprise
than you wanted?
Twinkle, twinkle,
little Spawn.
You look like crap.
Go fertilize my lawn.
You're not excited yet?
Helter-skelter's coming down
with or without you.
Either you lead the army,
or Wynn plays
pin-the-tail on Wanda.
"Hey, Wanda, come on,
give me that sweet stuff."
"Oh, no. Oh, please,
Wynn, don't.
"Somebody help me."
Forget Terry.
It's my turn to ride
the Wanda carousel of love.
Stay away from her.
Your choice.
See you at Wanda's.
Last one there
gets her rotten eggs.
Wynn and Wanda
sitting in a tree,
s-u-c-k-i-n-g.
First comes love...
The truth
has taken its toll on you.
I'm going to kill
that asshole.
You still haven't learned.
Clearance granted.
Downloading secure files.
Gotcha, Jason.
I can't afford to be wrong.
Still with us, I see.
Your vengeance...
their pain.
Wynn, Wanda--
none of this is worth the cost.
Those are the only things
that matter to me now.
AI Simmons is dead.
Let him go.
I am Simmons, old man.
You're Spawn now,
but that doesn't mean
you have to be what they want.
You're still
letting them get to you.
Your anger is your weakness.
They'll use it to rob you
of any humanity you have left.
AI Simmons knew that violence...
only makes for
more pain and suffering.
He tried to leave off killing,
give himself a second chance.
Your old life is gone.
Accept that.
I still love Wanda.
Put her in the past.
It's the only way
you can be free.
She's the only reason
I'm here.
The war between
Heaven and Hell...
depends on the choices we make,
and those choices
require sacrifice.
That's the test.
I didn't know
this was going to happen.
I'm going to nail that scumbag.
Kiss it good-bye, Clown.
This is just what they want.
You're playing their game.
Then I'll play dirty.
-Guns are useless.
-You got a better idea?
I might.
You've been using
your armor only by reflex.
You must learn to control it.
It has trillions
of neuroconnections.
They're a living extension
of your own instincts,
instantly translating
your thought...
into physical reality,
so long as you stay
clear and focused.
So...that's how it works.
-Cool!
-Now try your chains.
You must visualize
your objective.
The armor does the rest.
All right, Yoda. Wait.
You ready?
All right, go!
Not bad.
Don't get cocky.
You've a lot more to learn.
Your cape has its own powers.
I have to get to Wanda's.
Take care of your powers.
When you drain them,
you die.
Won't be needing these.
You're catching on.
Or this.
I want you to return Spaz to me.
No matter how you find him.
Understand?
Now...
the final test.
Get out of my way!
I'll get Spawn so worked up,
he'll kill Wynn
without blinking.
When I'm done with you,
they'll change your name
to "Stain."
Look, Ma, no hands!
I love the smell...
of burning asphalt
in the morning!
Send a boy to do a clown's job?
It's an honor to be
a Hellspawn, you hear me?
That's not fair!
Time for some necro-goo!
Open wide and say "Aah!"
See you at Wanda's!
Reading secure files.
Christ.
Wynn is out of his mind.
I'm thirsty.
OK, baby.
You want some water?
Establishing connection.
What have you got?
Black bag ops,
assassination lists, everything.
Wynn's been using A-6
to run a criminal consortium.
He's got some biological weapon
called HEAT-16.
It's all there?
I want to get it
on tonight's news.
I'm e-mailing you a copy.
It should be enough
to bury Wynn.
Great.
Daddy?
Hey, sweetheart.
What are you doing here?
Some unfinished business.
You disappoint me, Terry.
You can't release the virus.
Millions of people will die.
Only those
who refuse to join me.
You're a very lucky man.
Whatever it is you want,
just take it and go.
I intend to.
Let's go.
On the floor.
The kid stays with me.
Answer the door.
Go on.
It's all right, sweetheart.
Peek-a-boo.
I see you.
This place
is hard to find