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Sergeant Albrecht: You Sarah? [Sarah nods] Yeah, look. Your sister... she's gonna be okay. Sarah: She's not my sister. Shelly just takes care of me. She’s my friend. Her and Eric. You lied to her about Eric. Sergeant Albrecht: Look, I had to. Sarah: And you're lying to me about Shelly. She's gonna die, isn't she? Sergeant Albrecht: It's gonna be alright. [Hugs her]

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Sergeant Albrecht: [Referring to Sarah's skateboard] How do you steer that thing on a wet street? Sarah: Pure talent.

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Tin-Tin: Pussies drink last, man. Skank: [Puts gun to Tin-Tin's head] Fuck you, Tin-Tin! Tin-Tin: [Puts a knife to Skank's throat] Hey... shit ain't even loaded, man. Funboy: [Puts his gun to Tin-Tin's head] This one is. T-Bird: [Points his gun at all three of them] Which of you Motor City motherfuckers wants to bet me this one isn't?

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Eric: [After breaking into Gideon's pawn shop by smashing the door and quotes Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven] “Suddenly, I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.” Gideon: What on earth are you talking about?! Eric: You heard me rapping, right? Gideon: You're trespassing! And you owe me a brand new door! [Gideon grabs a gun while Eric glances at the door] Eric: I'm looking for something in an engagement ring. Gideon: Yeah?! Eric: Gold. Gideon: You're looking for a coroner, shit-for-brains! [He fires at Eric, who is knocked off balance, but the wound quickly heals] Oh, shit! Oh, shit on me! Shit on me. SHIT ON ME! [After being knocked over, Gideon grabs a bat to protect himself] Eric: [Having jumped onto and then up from the desk, suddenly hanging upside down from the ceiling] Mr. Gideon! You're not paying attention!

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Detective Torres: [Looking at a bloody crow outline on the wall] What the hell do you call that? Sergeant Albrecht: I call it blood, detective. I suppose you'll write it up as... "graffiti".

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Sergeant Albrecht: [Aims gun at Eric after destroying Gideon's pawn shop] Police! Don't move, I said; "don't move"! Eric: I thought the police always said "freeze". Sergeant Albrecht: Well, I am the police and I say "don't move", Snow White; you move, you're dead. Eric: And I say I'm dead; [raises his hands] and I move... Sergeant Albrecht: Not one more step. I'm serious. Eric: Then shoot, if you will, Officer Albrecht. Sergeant Albrecht: What are you, nuts? Walking into a gun? You high? Eric: You don't remember me? Sergeant Albrecht: What are you talking about? Eric: How about Shelly? Do you remember Shelly Webster? Sergeant Albrecht: Shelly Webster's dead, my friend. I want you to move over to the curb, nice and easy. Move it! [Eric sits on curb] Okay, we're gonna wait here for backup. It's getting too weird for me. Eric: Oh, it gets better. Do you know someone named T-bird? He had a friend who shouldn't have played with knives. [Referring to jacket he's wearing] Like the coat? Serge

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Myca: [Top Dollar is pacing around with her lying on dining table burning an eyeball in a goblet] You are very restless. Top Dollar: Just wish I was a little hungry again, that's all. Myca: Be careful of what you ask for. Top Dollar: [Sits at table] Yeah, I may get it, I know. Myca: [Rubs noses with him and caresses his eyebrow] There are energies aligning against you. Top Dollar: Seeing is believing, isn't it? [Myca throws a pinch into goblet and blows it out in a smoke, and he licks a pinkie finger, dabs some cocaine and tastes it] Mmm, yummy. Grange: [Walks up with T-Bird] Gideon's pawnshop just burned down to the foundation. Top Dollar: Nobody cleared this little event with me. T-Bird: I didn't have nothing to do with that. Top Dollar: You must be awfully disappointed. T-Bird: I got trouble. One of my crew got himself perished. Top Dollar: Yeah, and who might that be? T-Bird: Tin-Tin. Somebody stuck his blades in all his major organs in alphabetical order. Top Dollar: Well, gentlem

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Sarah: [Skateboards out into street oblivious to oncoming taxicab with Eric picking her up and carrying her back to sidewalk] Let go, you creep! [Eric has flashbacks realizing Sarah is his former foster child] You didn't even slow down, you dickhead! Eric: He couldn't have stopped! [Leans against signpost with back to her] Sarah: He was a buttface! I could have made it! What are you supposed to be, a clown or something? Eric: Sometimes. Sarah: [Walks out into street and kicks up skateboard] It's more like surfing than skating. I wish the rain would stop, just once. Eric: It can't rain all the time. Sarah: [Has realization] Eric? [Turns around to realize Eric has disappeared]

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Sergeant Annie: [Hands file on Sgt. Albrecht's desk] Don't thank me. [Giggles] Are we fighting the good fight? Sgt. Albrecht: Double homicide a year ago. No convictions. [Hands her paper] Annie... look at that. Sgt. Annie: “We, the undersigned tenants of 1929 Caulderon Court Apartments...” What is this, a petition? Sgt. Albrecht: Big “kick me” sign for a very nice girl who found herself a cause. The cause got her killed. Sgt. Annie: She was fighting tenant eviction in that neighborhood? Sgt. Albrecht: Shelly Webster and her nice rock-and-roll boyfriend, Eric Draven. Sgt. Annie: The last time you snooped around a case is when you got put back on the beat. Sgt. Albrecht: I know. Torres keeps reminding me. Sgt. Annie: I bet he does. [Albrecht draws resurrected Eric's trademark chelsea grin lipstick smear on photo] You're going to wind up working a school crosswalk. Sgt. Albrecht: I'm cool. Sgt. Annie: You didn't get that file from me, okay? And don't tell me you owe me one. [Walks away] S

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Eric: [Comes in window] Here, Funboy. Funboy: [Eric quickly walks up with guitar and raises hand to strike a riff] What the fuck?! No, man! Don't do that! You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack! Darla: Look at the guy. Funboy: Don't sweat it. [Eric hangs up guitar with Funboy aiming pistol] It's time for you to take your bird and leave, freako! Eric: [Drags chair to foot of bed and places hand palm on pistol barrel end] Take your shot, Funboy. You got me dead bang. Funboy: You are seriously fucked up. Did you look in the mirror? You need professional help. [Discharges pistol into Eric's hand] Bingo! He shoot! He scores! [Watches Eric's hand heals instantly] Jesus Christ! Eric: “Jesus Christ”?! Stop me if you heard this one. Jesus Christ walks into a hotel. [Funboy discharges pistol on Eric's left arm] Ow. He hands the innkeeper three nails and he asks... [Funboy discharges pistol on Eric's left leg] Funboy: Don't you ever fucking die?! Eric: "Can you put me up for the night?" [Eric

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Gideon: If I wanted ice, I would have asked for ice! Now fill it up! Bartender: Fill it up yourself, macho man. Gideon: I really need this! [Grange appears behind Gideon, takes ahold of Crown Royal whisky bottle and patronizingly pours Gideon a drink for him] All right. Grange: You burn yourself playing with matches? Gideon: Fuck off. Grange: You have an appointment. Gideon: Well, shit on me. Grange: [Lights up cigarette] Drink up. Gideon: This is a first. Do I bow or do I curtsy? Get my friend here a glass of blood. Bartender: [Darla appears running through bar] Oh! Hey, hey, hon! Hey, good night, Darla. Grange: [Slaps hat on Gideon's head] You stay put right there.

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Eric: [Appears in Sgt. Albrecht's apartment] Freeze! Sgt. Albrecht: Jesus! Don't ever do that, man! Fuck. Eric: [Observes photo of himself that Sgt. Albrecht drew on] Good likeness. Sgt. Albrecht: I saw your body, man. You died. You got buried. Eric: You still have your hat on. Sgt. Albrecht: [Eric walks over to fridge] I gotta sit down. Shi... holy shit. [Eric walks back with beers] Say... are you some kind of... ghost? Eric: Boo! [They sit on sofas] I don't know what I am. I need you to tell me what happened to us. Sgt. Albrecht: You took a six-story swan dive out of a window. She, ah, was beaten and raped. Died at the hospital. Hey, you asked, man.

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Gideon: I got stabbed! I shot the son of a bitch! I watched the bullet hole close by itself. And then my business gets blown up real good. Other than that, my day sucked. Grange: Yeah. I saw him too. He had a guitar. He winked at me before he jumped out a fourth-floor window like he had wings. Top Dollar: He winked at ya? Musicians. What else did you see? Gideon: So far I haven't heard... shit about what you're going to do about all this crap! What do I get? My livelihood got flushed and went swirling. Top Dollar: You ain't lost everything. Gideon: [Stands up] Yeah, and maybe you're not such a big shot either! [Grange pushes him back down] Ow! Jesus! Top Dollar: Fair enough. Catch. [Throws a human eyeball at him] Gideon: Aah! Jesus. Top Dollar: Say hello to the last fellow who wouldn't cooperate with me. Gideon: What're you telling me, this thing is real?! Top Dollar: [Walks over to sword armory] All the power in the world resides in the eyes, fella. Sometimes they're more useful than

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T-Bird: [Being held at gunpoint by Eric] What the fuck are you supposed to be, man? Eric: I'm your passenger. [Cocks his gun] Drive.

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Cop 1: You got that cream stuff? [Cop 2 hands it over] I hate this. They can't even call it cream legally. Cop 2: What in the crap...? [Speeds off after T-Bird's car]

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Detective Torres: Come here. You're holding out on me. I got a goddamn vigilante killer knocking off scumbags left and right... and you're covering up for somebody. Who's the cartoon character in the painted face? Sgt. Albrecht: Hey, you're the detective. Why don't you tell me? Detective Torres: Okay. Gideon blows all to hell and you’re having a chit-chat with some weirdo who winds up in T-Bird's car when it zigs instead of zags. Then you steal one of my case files from homicide, and you're saying this is just a fucking automobile accident? Come on! Sgt. Albrecht: Yeah. Good speech though. I didn't wanna interrupt you. It sounded good. You gotta write that shit down! Detective Torres: All right, smart-ass. The captain's got a little love note waiting for you. Welcome to the first day of the rest of your suspension. Sgt. Albrecht: Suspension? For what? Detective Torres: Misconduct. [On phone] Yeah, give me the lab.

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Top Dollar: [Sits at dining table of a meeting of crime goons with Skank being manhandled by Grange] Boys. It seems our friend T-bird won't be joining us this evening... on account of a slight case of death. [To Skank] You wanna sit down? [Grange seats Skank] Well, well, well. Devil's Night is upon us again. I thought we'd throw a little party... start a bunch of fires, make a little profit. Myca: I like the pretty lights. [All goons burst out chuckling heartily] Top Dollar: Problem is, it's all been done before. You see what I'm saying? Goon 1: That's no reason to quit. Top Dollar: Wrong. Best reason to quit. Only reason to quit. A man has an idea. The idea attracts others... like-minded. The idea expands. The idea becomes an institution. What was the idea? See, that's what's been bothering me, boys. But I'll tell ya, when I used to think about the idea itself... it'd put a big old smile on my face. You see, gentlemen... greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy... now that's fu

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Sarah: I knew it was you. Even with the makeup. I remembered your song. You said, "it can't rain all the time". That is from your song, right? [Long pause] Come on, Eric, I know you're here. I miss you... and Shelly. Get so lonely all by myself. [Long pause] The hell with you. I thought you cared. [She turns to leave and sees Eric's shadow on the wall] Eric: Sarah, I do care. [Sarah runs to him and they hug]

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Sarah: When someone's dead, they can't come back, can they? Sgt. Albrecht: That's what I thought. Are you referring to anyone in particular? Sarah: You'll just think I'm nuts. Sgt. Albrecht: Yeah, well, then maybe they'll have to lock us both up. Sarah: You see him too? Sgt. Albrecht: I saw somebody. Maybe it was your fairy godfather. Sarah: [Sadly] Eric didn't come back for me. He can't be my friend anymore because, well, I'm alive. Sgt. Albrecht: You want a friend to walk you home?

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Top Dollar: Problem is, it's all been done before. See what I'm saying? Bad Ass Criminal: That's no reason to quit. Top Dollar: Wrong. Best reason to quit. Only reason to quit. A man has an idea. The idea attracts others, likeminded. The idea expands, the idea becomes an institution. What was the idea? That's what's been bothering me, boys.

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Various Police Officers: "Don't move!" "Hold it!" "That's all she wrote!" "Move and we shoot!" Eric: [Raises his hands as if defeated, a tragic expression on his face. He then does a high-stepping grapevine and jumps out the window]

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Myca: He has power, but it is power you can take from him. Top Dollar: I like him already. Myca: The crow is his link between the land of the living and the realm of the dead. Grange: So kill the crow and destroy the man.

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Sarah: You're going to say I shouldn't be in the cemetery in the middle of the night, right? Eric: Safest place in the world to be. Sarah: That's 'cause everybody's dead. I knew you'd come here. Eric: It's really late, Sarah. Sarah: You didn't say goodbye. Eric: You're just going to have to forgive me for that.

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Eric: Give me the girl and I'll let you walk out of here. Top Dollar: Well, well. Why don't you just give me a minute to think about that, huh? [Top Dollar turns around and walks away] Nah. Fuck it. [Turns around and shoot Eric] Eric: [Examines gunshot wound] Aw, fuck. [Falls down] Top Dollar: Well, well, well. It does seem to me that our little life has undergone... a rather significant change in the past few minutes now. Wouldn't you agree? [Punches Eric in face] Well, for a ghost, you bleed just fine. Grange: [Referring to crow] It's still alive. Top Dollar: Well, then kill it! Grange: Bye-bye, birdie. [Shoots at bird but just shoots wall and Sgt. Albrecht appears engaging Top Dollar and Grange in a gun fight]

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Sarah: Are you alive? Sgt. Albrecht: God, I need a cigarette. Everybody else dead? Eric: You helped me. What you kept in here saved me. Sgt. Albrecht: Thanks. Don't mention it. I've been meaning to come to church anyway. [Eric inserts cigarette into Sgt. Albrecht's mouth and he spits it out] Oh, yuck. I'm quitting as of now... if I live.

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Eric: I can handle it. Don't worry. Sgt. Albrecht: I'm not worried. Look, here's the plan. You stay in front, and when they run out of ammo, I'll arrest 'em. Eric: That sounds like a great plan. There's just one problem. [He indicates his bleeding shoulder] Sgt. Albrecht: Oh, shit. You're bleeding all over the place. I thought, you know, you were invincible. Eric: [Annoyed] I was. I'm not anymore. Sgt. Albrecht: [Sighs] Well, I guess you really will need my help, won't you?

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Sgt. Albrecht: [Getting carried out of cathedral in a gurney to ambulance] At least it stopped raining, huh? Sarah: It can't rain all the time. Detective Torres: No, I don't believe it. This nightmare your fault, Albrecht? Sgt. Albrecht: [To Sarah] Look, you go on home. I'm okay. Sarah: Okay. Detective Torres: Want to tell me what's going on? Sgt. Albrecht: Your vigilante's up on the roof. You missed it. Detective Torres: Get him outta here! [Sgt. Albrecht gets wheeled away]