Love Kills (2025) Movie Script
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INSPIRED BY THE GRAPHIC NOVEL
BY DANILO BEYRUTH
A FILM BY
LUIZA SHELLING TUBALDINI
Hi.
What's up?
Can I talk to you?
Of course, why not?
Well, I don't know.
The world's become so lame.
Can't say anything anymore.
It's almost scary,
meeting a woman who wants to talk
instead of "cornering" me, y'know?
Like I'm gonna slip up.
So you've been feeling "cornered"?
No, I haven't.
I spend a fortune in therapy
so I won't feel like this, you know?
It's almost scary,
meeting a man who goes to therapy.
Is that so?
These days, I'd pay to feel.
To feel?
Interested?
Look at that, a self-assured woman.
Interested or scared?
Yeah, time's up
and now you seem too obvious.
I am too obvious, I'm straight!
Isn't that what people say?
Now, that's a surprise.
You're saying you're straight...
Come with me and don't look at anyone.
Take off your shirt.
Go up.
Dance.
SINISTER MURDER IN SO PAULO
A terrible tragedy has happened
-in a sewage treatment plant...
-Hi, Mom.
-...in So Paulo last night.
-No, everything is fine here.
All this violence talk is just TV stuff.
People say lots of things, Mom.
That's right.
No, Mom. Tons of people die
because there's tons of people.
Mom, don't tell me
to work in construction again.
What I'm striving for is culinary arts.
I know. That's what we call it.
Culinary arts.
Ouch!
I'm also learning, Mom.
I love you.
I know, I know.
"Put on a jacket before you leave."
It's in my backpack, okay? Don't worry.
Okay, all right. Bye-bye.
What's up, handsome?
Not into it tonight?
Mommy let you go out this late?
Hey, hey, what are you doing?
Nothing, sir!
Seriously, Marcus.
You just started working here
and you're already messing up?
You're late!
Well, go on! Mr. Ronaldo is desperately
waiting for you in the kitchen.
Found some time for work, Marcus?
Fucking late, again?
Only five minutes, sir.
"Only five minutes, sir."
Nothing's more democratic than time,
you know, Marcus?
It's the same for everyone!
Now get started.
First take out the garbage, c'mon!
Stop messing around!
Put the apron on and get started, damn it.
Marcus, your 11:15 just arrived.
A quick "thank you" wouldn't hurt.
Sugar or sweetener, miss?
Oh, right.
Black coffee.
Man...
that little girlfriend of yours
is a real weirdo, huh?
She's not my girlfriend.
She won't even look at me.
She sure is beautiful, though.
She's out of your league.
Oh...
And thanks for saving me in the kitchen.
Your Excellency is finally being polite.
Now what? Which of us is gonna drink it?
Hi. Come on up.
Hi, my son. You didn't call yesterday.
-Are you taking care of yourself?
-I sure am.
Everything's fine.
Don't forget to thank Mr. Ronaldo, okay?
He's been a dear since your father died.
A dear, Mom?
If it weren't for him...
All right, all right.
...I'd have lost two instead of just one.
Mommy let you go out this late?
Sorry.
Sorry, I didn't see you.
Sugar...
You're lucky Mr. Ronaldo
hasn't shown up yet
or he'd make you sweep
the sidewalk with your ass.
Man...
Stop staring, dude! She ain't Rihanna.
It looked like she was hurt.
Oh, so now you're a women's avenger?
Look, look.
I do your mother a favor,
pick you up from that godforsaken place,
give you this job on a platter...
and you fucking
throw it all away like that?
With all due respect, Mr. Ronaldo,
you don't know what you're talking about.
You're just like your father.
A piece of shit.
My father did all he could, Mr. Ronaldo.
When you're born a piece of shit,
you die a piece of shit, no way around it.
Who do you want me to talk about, then?
Your mother?
Go on.
Keep thinking you're brave, go ahead.
You'll go from brave to a fool
in a second.
And you'll end up in a coffin,
just like your piece of shit of a father.
Or you'll end up back in the slammer.
Excuse me, Mr. Ronaldo.
What's wrong? Where are you going?
-I'm done, Dri.
-Marcus, for Christ's sake!
You've only been here ten days, man!
That's just how he is!
Hey.
Hey!
Hey!
You there.
Hey!
Hey!
Hi.
Hey!
Mr. Ronaldo said
that if you don't go back to work,
he'll report you
and send you back to the institution.
Adriane, what I just saw--
Working for him beats that institution!
Life can't always go the way you want!
LOOKING FOR:
BUILDER, HELPER, PAINTER, PLASTERER
Hello?
Yes, he is here.
Who wants to know?
Victor.
It's for you.
Thank you.
Why don't you go
lie down for a while, Mama?
You look drained.
To what do I owe the honor of your call?
Every time you call my landline,
I expect some special news.
Come again?
In your territory?
Calm down.
I just called to let you know.
Nothing's gonna happen.
Damn it, Helena.
You should be scared to be
in the streets like that all the time.
I take it you don't want
to get back on the road.
You worry too much, Victor.
Maybe I do.
Stop leaving your home so often.
Hey!
I'm not buying anything.
You there!
I told you I'm not buying.
Won't you even talk to me?
I'm the guy who served you
coffee every night!
Remember the popcorn?
I don't know you,
no idea what you're talking about.
Oh, but you do.
You might've ignored me,
but I saw you at the bar every night.
I don't get how that guy
went flying with you in his arms.
You gotta be high on some bad stuff.
I'm pretty sure I was sober.
What is it?
Talk to me.
Wanna gaslight me? Fine.
But I always saw you there
and, well, I felt like...
getting to know you.
You "felt" like it?
You don't know me.
You're just projecting.
You just caught my attention.
It's not something you can explain.
Talk to me. How did you do that?
You don't remember us...
but we remember you very well.
Hey, what's going on?
She's not alone, got it? Get lost.
He's got nothing to do with this.
Dasha,
would you please?
Really?
You gonna hide behind a girl?
"Girl"?
Who's a girl here?
Girly talk?
It's girl talk.
Come with us,
and there will be no need for violence
against you or your friend.
That was your last chance.
Wanna talk about chances, Nick?
Rise up, Balazs!
Dasha!
Mihai!
It's all your fault, you hag!
He's coming back and it's all your fault!
Balazs! Balazs!
I just need you to take me to my place.
Listen, you don't look good at all.
I just need to go inside.
I need to go.
Fuck...
-Calm down. What happened?
-I need you!
Hold on until I get there.
Something unforeseen has come up.
I'll be back soon, Mama.
You should go to your room.
Helena.
Helena!
How are you doing?
Better.
Was it the same guy as last time?
Yes.
But this time he brought his gang along.
This habit of isolating yourself...
Victor, I need to feed.
No bottle will solve this, Helena.
You're not going anywhere like this.
Go get ready.
I'll find something stronger
and fresher for you.
Hey there.
I bet you're anxious.
Anxious and hard.
Be patient, honey.
Everything in its time.
So you're a tease, huh, sissy boy?
Sissy boy?
More like a sissy enby, right?
Do you like to talk?
Before or after?
I like to get straight to the point.
So let's get straight to the point.
The hag...
has escaped again.
I know,
but handing her over to him right then
would've been too risky.
The time will come, Dasha.
We must fulfill our pact
with the strength to emerge unscathed.
You think he wouldn't spare us
if we gave him Helena?
He won't spare anyone.
He will destroy and absorb
everything around him.
Do you think he still loves her?
Love kills, Dasha.
He just wants revenge.
Helena, dear, why not do what I did?
Find a family.
It's way more civilized.
You take too many risks.
Victor, you know I don't want
their company any more than necessary.
And that's not really my idea of family.
You complain about people,
but you needed that guy to get home.
It was a fluke.
An unfortunate day.
Why didn't you seize the opportunity
when he was at your doorstep?
It would've saved me a lot of work.
I can't explain.
He helped me.
-I've never seen you pity anyone before.
-It wasn't pity.
He started working at this place I go to.
He seems off.
Maybe you're the one that's off.
I was never able to hypnotize him.
You're mesmerized.
It's like the poet all over again.
It's not the same.
This one's just a waiter.
Call me if you need anything.
And take care of yourself.
I don't want to lose your company
now that we're close.
You too.
And... watch your diet.
Seems like you're starting to develop
a maternal instinct.
Helena...
know that you can change your addictions,
but not your passions.
So? Got something?
Nothing. It should be working.
I just don't get it.
-Damn...
-Let's notify HQ.
I've never seen an electrical problem
that moves. Has to be a big fuck-up.
Marcus... calm down, okay?
He's pissed, all right.
Says he's not paying you.
Apparently it was a ten-day trial,
so he's not paying.
What do you mean, "trial"?
A "trial" is still work, he has to pay me.
Hey, Adriane!
If that faggot shows up,
you tell him to get fucked!
That's what faggots do!
No, no, no, Marcus!
Don't go in there! Marcus!
I can spare you some cash.
Just go home, man.
Wait, wait, wait, look!
I think that's for you.
-What brings you here?
-My name is Helena.
Listen, the other night...
Well, I came here--
No, you don't need to thank me.
I just walked you home.
I also wanted to apologize
for the way I...
It's all good.
No hard feelings.
Careful with those junkies
that jumped you.
-I saw one of them near Crackland.
-You saw them?
You're going after them?
Show me where.
No, no way.
Tell me, Adriane!
-He wasn't here!
-My ass! I heard him!
This isn't the best time
to deal with your argument.
-How did you know we had an argument?
-Come.
Wait, wait! How did you know?
'Sup? Spare change?
Lookin' to buy?
We're looking for four people.
Strange folk.
Like you?
Wait, wait, wait.
Does this help?
Are you sure about this?
Give me your lighter.
This place is bizarre.
You know what's really bizarre?
Moving to a city brimming
with everything you want to avoid.
A coven in my turf.
Wait here.
The old Romani world.
Hag.
Even up close,
I can't feel any interest in you.
The only thing I can feel
is the smell of your death...
drawing near.
How delightful...
to put an end to my torment
today.
Go on in.
You can sit down.
It'll make you feel better.
Want a coffee?
With sugar or black?
I also need to recover.
I'll leave you here for a bit.
Wait.
We need to talk.
Don't even think about leaving here.
You left your scent there.
They will hunt you down.
Hunt me down?
Helena.
It's your fault.
I had hoped to kill our maker
so that we could all be human again.
There is no other way.
You know that.
Since she is too strong,
only Leander can kill her.
She's a prize for Leander, isn't she?
Dasha...
After Helena dies,
you will also become human again.
You'll have the privilege of dying,
being reborn,
and forgetting all the atrocities
you committed throughout the centuries.
I'm more interested
in forgetting my suffering.
Sometimes you seem...
so human, Dasha.
You will forget both.
Everything.
A clean slate of a newborn.
Damn...
Wow.
IDENTITY CARD
"Being with you all this time,
knowing about your thousands of years,
the lives you've tangled with,
the culture you've accumulated,
and how uninteresting
an ordinary life might seem to you,
I can only ask to be transformed.
Knowing your disinterest in our love
almost feels illogical to me.
It's an insult.
I know Ive crossed some lines,
but I always did it for you.
I want you to know
that though you may call it violence,
I call it a fierce love,
only manifested
to its ultimate consequences.
I love you.
Uncontrollably, I love you.
Leander."
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Sorry, I was just looking.
Do you think you're a guest?
Don't touch anything, don't ask questions,
don't come into my life!
Believe me, you don't want to know me.
Go rest.
Victor, where are you going?
I'm going to visit a friend, Mama.
She's going through a rough time.
Get some sleep.
You'll feel better when you wake up.
Thank you, dear.
Victor.
I can feel him.
I see a shadow.
He was weak.
But he's coming back very powerful!
Time is against us.
Come on, let's go out.
I'll take you to eat.
Shall we?
So, that guy in the parking lot,
then the coven...
-Tell me, are you--
-You watch too much TV.
Could be.
But I also saw those letters,
the paintings...
I even read a love letter.
-Leander.
-Don't say that name again.
-Seems like Leander has a history.
-You don't know a thing about this.
-Nor what you're getting into.
-Calm down.
I'm just trying to get to know you.
Hey!
Come. You'll get to know me better.
I thought we had more time.
We won't make it.
We'll have to trick her
into going somewhere alone.
Not in the state we're in.
One cannot break a deal with Leander.
There is a place
where we can restore our strength
and hopefully exterminate
both him and the hag.
Get up. Come over here.
-Wait, what are you doing to him?
-Quiet.
Wait. Hey, hey, hey!
This guy's innocent, I can't allow this.
Hold him.
Bro, I was trying to help you!
You still haven't realized
this isn't the world you know.
Go away.
Maybe I know it a little.
You aren't human.
-You can't go around killing people!
-Did you ask permission
from the cow in your burger, Marcus?
-That's very different.
-How is it different?
I don't know.
-Cows aren't human.
-It's not because they aren't human.
It's because you're not a witness
to their pain.
I do what I must to live.
There's no pity, no emotion involved.
But there are emotions, alright.
I saw lots of letters, paintings,
and dedications at your house.
-You didn't see their outcome.
-I can see you cared for someone.
Yes, I cared!
I loved him!
And to save him from an illness,
I gave him a power he wasn't prepared for!
Gave him a power?
Forget it. You wouldn't understand.
Everything you see here, Marcus,
is a mask.
You are the true immortals!
You all are born and die
in a continuous cycle,
with the privilege of forgetting
everything you did in past lives.
In my world it's the opposite.
When my body is gone,
I will disappear along with it.
I'm older than this city.
I remember every atrocity
I have committed,
every trauma imposed on me.
I have to live with them.
-But so much gathered knowledge--
-Yes!
But when combined with trauma,
that only increases the damage.
This is how
other civilizations disappeared.
In order to survive, Marcus,
we have become empty.
And the emptier we are,
the more powerful we become.
But this is the easiest way
to face our reality...
we avoid facing what we are.
Damn, there has to be another way.
-Can't I help you?
-No, you can't.
-Why?
-Forget it.
To become human again,
I'd have to kill my maker.
Some things cannot be fixed
and I deserve it in part.
And there's more.
I'd rather go through all my traumas
than become human again.
Okay.
Okay, Helena. I get it.
I get that you all come from Romania,
kill humans for blood, fear crucifixes...
-But I don't get why you didn't kill me.
-Romania?
We've been here since Lemuria,
before Atlantis and Egypt.
Why am I still alive?
Fear of a crucifix?
-You humans fear it more than we do!
-Helena, why am I still alive?
Why?
Enough.
Let's go to my place, it'll be better
if you get your things and disappear.
Wait here.
I'll get your things.
Okay.
Helena.
Helena!
Helena, be careful!
Help me with him.
I've been running from this for centuries,
while avoiding the only solution...
killing all of them.
That's crazy.
First rest.
Then you figure out what to do.
There's no reasoning with them, Marcus.
They won't stop.
They want me to go to them.
They left a scent here on purpose.
And you're going?
If I don't go,
the emptiness will swallow me.
Get your things.
-Disappear.
-Wait.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm doing,
and this is the worst time
to say this, but...
I think I'm in love with you.
I feel like if you leave...
I'll never see you again.
You're not even burying your friend?
He wanted a human burial.
And I can't give him that.
Helena!
Helena!
Helena!
Helena!
Dri.
Marcus.
Marcus,
someone got in here.
You had a break in?
The police checked our CCTV footage.
They didn't find anything, but...
Marcus...
Mr. Ronaldo's body.
It was found drained of blood.
And there was a lone coffee mug
on one of the tables.
Hi, Mom.
Yeah, I heard. I'm here.
Mom, calm down.
The body is still going to autopsy.
Yeah, they told me.
But how did you know
the body was found drained...
drained of blood?
Dri, I need to go, okay?
BLOOD CENTER
-Leave!
-I'm only leaving with you!
Our family is reunited once again,
and the guest of honor is about to arrive.
We'll finish the job, hag.
Since you lack the courage
to do what must be done.
Helena!
Five thousand years in this world
and this is how you end.
At least you'll die
in the arms of your great love.
No point in running away anymore, Helena.
Give yourself to Leander.
Here.
Looks safe in here.
There must be an emergency exit.
Some way to escape.
Marcus.
Go away!
It's me they're after.
I'm dying.
-But you can still save yourself.
-No.
Maybe he's right.
After five thousand years,
this is where it ends.
You still have time. Run away!
No.
You're not dying here.
The thirst will take me over.
Go!
I'll lose control and end up
drinking your blood by force.
No.
My blood is yours.
I won't be able to stop.
Even if you can't stop,
I'm yours.
He's here.
Leander's already here!
Forgive me, my love.
There's little left, but it's enough.
Hello, bitch.
Did away with your friend, I see.
But you don't have enough blood
to do away with me.
Do you still think you can handle a bitch?
My centuries-old search ends tonight.
He's already here.
Dasha?
But why?
We brought you the hag,
and still you'll eliminate us all?
We gave you everything.
Return this cursed blood.
So much power...
and you still can't even dominate a woman.
How does neglect taste, Leander?
Embrace emptiness.
Hello, Helena.
I am no longer
the fragile being you abandoned.
I don't know why I insist...
on thinking about us.
But I swear I cannot control it.
What hurts me the most
is knowing that you chose
to carry on without me.
But today I can forgive you.
Forgive me?
We can go back to living as we once did...
celebrating our love.
Our... love.
No.
Never again.
You're...
manipulating me again!
You will feel
what I felt!
You always knew what you were doing!
I will get back everything that is mine!
Now I can destroy you,
Helena.
You'd always be mine.
Maybe I wronged you at some point.
And for that, I am truly sorry.
But I'm not sorry for what I'll do now!
Helena!
Helena!
Helena.
Helena!
No!
Helena?
You would become just like him.
But it's your chance.
You could kill your maker,
go back to normal.
Normal?
I'm the one who created him.
It all started with me.
And offering redemption is not up to us.
He has already lost his power.
Now he'll have to face himself.
INSPIRED BY THE GRAPHIC NOVEL
BY DANILO BEYRUTH
A FILM BY
LUIZA SHELLING TUBALDINI
Hi.
What's up?
Can I talk to you?
Of course, why not?
Well, I don't know.
The world's become so lame.
Can't say anything anymore.
It's almost scary,
meeting a woman who wants to talk
instead of "cornering" me, y'know?
Like I'm gonna slip up.
So you've been feeling "cornered"?
No, I haven't.
I spend a fortune in therapy
so I won't feel like this, you know?
It's almost scary,
meeting a man who goes to therapy.
Is that so?
These days, I'd pay to feel.
To feel?
Interested?
Look at that, a self-assured woman.
Interested or scared?
Yeah, time's up
and now you seem too obvious.
I am too obvious, I'm straight!
Isn't that what people say?
Now, that's a surprise.
You're saying you're straight...
Come with me and don't look at anyone.
Take off your shirt.
Go up.
Dance.
SINISTER MURDER IN SO PAULO
A terrible tragedy has happened
-in a sewage treatment plant...
-Hi, Mom.
-...in So Paulo last night.
-No, everything is fine here.
All this violence talk is just TV stuff.
People say lots of things, Mom.
That's right.
No, Mom. Tons of people die
because there's tons of people.
Mom, don't tell me
to work in construction again.
What I'm striving for is culinary arts.
I know. That's what we call it.
Culinary arts.
Ouch!
I'm also learning, Mom.
I love you.
I know, I know.
"Put on a jacket before you leave."
It's in my backpack, okay? Don't worry.
Okay, all right. Bye-bye.
What's up, handsome?
Not into it tonight?
Mommy let you go out this late?
Hey, hey, what are you doing?
Nothing, sir!
Seriously, Marcus.
You just started working here
and you're already messing up?
You're late!
Well, go on! Mr. Ronaldo is desperately
waiting for you in the kitchen.
Found some time for work, Marcus?
Fucking late, again?
Only five minutes, sir.
"Only five minutes, sir."
Nothing's more democratic than time,
you know, Marcus?
It's the same for everyone!
Now get started.
First take out the garbage, c'mon!
Stop messing around!
Put the apron on and get started, damn it.
Marcus, your 11:15 just arrived.
A quick "thank you" wouldn't hurt.
Sugar or sweetener, miss?
Oh, right.
Black coffee.
Man...
that little girlfriend of yours
is a real weirdo, huh?
She's not my girlfriend.
She won't even look at me.
She sure is beautiful, though.
She's out of your league.
Oh...
And thanks for saving me in the kitchen.
Your Excellency is finally being polite.
Now what? Which of us is gonna drink it?
Hi. Come on up.
Hi, my son. You didn't call yesterday.
-Are you taking care of yourself?
-I sure am.
Everything's fine.
Don't forget to thank Mr. Ronaldo, okay?
He's been a dear since your father died.
A dear, Mom?
If it weren't for him...
All right, all right.
...I'd have lost two instead of just one.
Mommy let you go out this late?
Sorry.
Sorry, I didn't see you.
Sugar...
You're lucky Mr. Ronaldo
hasn't shown up yet
or he'd make you sweep
the sidewalk with your ass.
Man...
Stop staring, dude! She ain't Rihanna.
It looked like she was hurt.
Oh, so now you're a women's avenger?
Look, look.
I do your mother a favor,
pick you up from that godforsaken place,
give you this job on a platter...
and you fucking
throw it all away like that?
With all due respect, Mr. Ronaldo,
you don't know what you're talking about.
You're just like your father.
A piece of shit.
My father did all he could, Mr. Ronaldo.
When you're born a piece of shit,
you die a piece of shit, no way around it.
Who do you want me to talk about, then?
Your mother?
Go on.
Keep thinking you're brave, go ahead.
You'll go from brave to a fool
in a second.
And you'll end up in a coffin,
just like your piece of shit of a father.
Or you'll end up back in the slammer.
Excuse me, Mr. Ronaldo.
What's wrong? Where are you going?
-I'm done, Dri.
-Marcus, for Christ's sake!
You've only been here ten days, man!
That's just how he is!
Hey.
Hey!
Hey!
You there.
Hey!
Hey!
Hi.
Hey!
Mr. Ronaldo said
that if you don't go back to work,
he'll report you
and send you back to the institution.
Adriane, what I just saw--
Working for him beats that institution!
Life can't always go the way you want!
LOOKING FOR:
BUILDER, HELPER, PAINTER, PLASTERER
Hello?
Yes, he is here.
Who wants to know?
Victor.
It's for you.
Thank you.
Why don't you go
lie down for a while, Mama?
You look drained.
To what do I owe the honor of your call?
Every time you call my landline,
I expect some special news.
Come again?
In your territory?
Calm down.
I just called to let you know.
Nothing's gonna happen.
Damn it, Helena.
You should be scared to be
in the streets like that all the time.
I take it you don't want
to get back on the road.
You worry too much, Victor.
Maybe I do.
Stop leaving your home so often.
Hey!
I'm not buying anything.
You there!
I told you I'm not buying.
Won't you even talk to me?
I'm the guy who served you
coffee every night!
Remember the popcorn?
I don't know you,
no idea what you're talking about.
Oh, but you do.
You might've ignored me,
but I saw you at the bar every night.
I don't get how that guy
went flying with you in his arms.
You gotta be high on some bad stuff.
I'm pretty sure I was sober.
What is it?
Talk to me.
Wanna gaslight me? Fine.
But I always saw you there
and, well, I felt like...
getting to know you.
You "felt" like it?
You don't know me.
You're just projecting.
You just caught my attention.
It's not something you can explain.
Talk to me. How did you do that?
You don't remember us...
but we remember you very well.
Hey, what's going on?
She's not alone, got it? Get lost.
He's got nothing to do with this.
Dasha,
would you please?
Really?
You gonna hide behind a girl?
"Girl"?
Who's a girl here?
Girly talk?
It's girl talk.
Come with us,
and there will be no need for violence
against you or your friend.
That was your last chance.
Wanna talk about chances, Nick?
Rise up, Balazs!
Dasha!
Mihai!
It's all your fault, you hag!
He's coming back and it's all your fault!
Balazs! Balazs!
I just need you to take me to my place.
Listen, you don't look good at all.
I just need to go inside.
I need to go.
Fuck...
-Calm down. What happened?
-I need you!
Hold on until I get there.
Something unforeseen has come up.
I'll be back soon, Mama.
You should go to your room.
Helena.
Helena!
How are you doing?
Better.
Was it the same guy as last time?
Yes.
But this time he brought his gang along.
This habit of isolating yourself...
Victor, I need to feed.
No bottle will solve this, Helena.
You're not going anywhere like this.
Go get ready.
I'll find something stronger
and fresher for you.
Hey there.
I bet you're anxious.
Anxious and hard.
Be patient, honey.
Everything in its time.
So you're a tease, huh, sissy boy?
Sissy boy?
More like a sissy enby, right?
Do you like to talk?
Before or after?
I like to get straight to the point.
So let's get straight to the point.
The hag...
has escaped again.
I know,
but handing her over to him right then
would've been too risky.
The time will come, Dasha.
We must fulfill our pact
with the strength to emerge unscathed.
You think he wouldn't spare us
if we gave him Helena?
He won't spare anyone.
He will destroy and absorb
everything around him.
Do you think he still loves her?
Love kills, Dasha.
He just wants revenge.
Helena, dear, why not do what I did?
Find a family.
It's way more civilized.
You take too many risks.
Victor, you know I don't want
their company any more than necessary.
And that's not really my idea of family.
You complain about people,
but you needed that guy to get home.
It was a fluke.
An unfortunate day.
Why didn't you seize the opportunity
when he was at your doorstep?
It would've saved me a lot of work.
I can't explain.
He helped me.
-I've never seen you pity anyone before.
-It wasn't pity.
He started working at this place I go to.
He seems off.
Maybe you're the one that's off.
I was never able to hypnotize him.
You're mesmerized.
It's like the poet all over again.
It's not the same.
This one's just a waiter.
Call me if you need anything.
And take care of yourself.
I don't want to lose your company
now that we're close.
You too.
And... watch your diet.
Seems like you're starting to develop
a maternal instinct.
Helena...
know that you can change your addictions,
but not your passions.
So? Got something?
Nothing. It should be working.
I just don't get it.
-Damn...
-Let's notify HQ.
I've never seen an electrical problem
that moves. Has to be a big fuck-up.
Marcus... calm down, okay?
He's pissed, all right.
Says he's not paying you.
Apparently it was a ten-day trial,
so he's not paying.
What do you mean, "trial"?
A "trial" is still work, he has to pay me.
Hey, Adriane!
If that faggot shows up,
you tell him to get fucked!
That's what faggots do!
No, no, no, Marcus!
Don't go in there! Marcus!
I can spare you some cash.
Just go home, man.
Wait, wait, wait, look!
I think that's for you.
-What brings you here?
-My name is Helena.
Listen, the other night...
Well, I came here--
No, you don't need to thank me.
I just walked you home.
I also wanted to apologize
for the way I...
It's all good.
No hard feelings.
Careful with those junkies
that jumped you.
-I saw one of them near Crackland.
-You saw them?
You're going after them?
Show me where.
No, no way.
Tell me, Adriane!
-He wasn't here!
-My ass! I heard him!
This isn't the best time
to deal with your argument.
-How did you know we had an argument?
-Come.
Wait, wait! How did you know?
'Sup? Spare change?
Lookin' to buy?
We're looking for four people.
Strange folk.
Like you?
Wait, wait, wait.
Does this help?
Are you sure about this?
Give me your lighter.
This place is bizarre.
You know what's really bizarre?
Moving to a city brimming
with everything you want to avoid.
A coven in my turf.
Wait here.
The old Romani world.
Hag.
Even up close,
I can't feel any interest in you.
The only thing I can feel
is the smell of your death...
drawing near.
How delightful...
to put an end to my torment
today.
Go on in.
You can sit down.
It'll make you feel better.
Want a coffee?
With sugar or black?
I also need to recover.
I'll leave you here for a bit.
Wait.
We need to talk.
Don't even think about leaving here.
You left your scent there.
They will hunt you down.
Hunt me down?
Helena.
It's your fault.
I had hoped to kill our maker
so that we could all be human again.
There is no other way.
You know that.
Since she is too strong,
only Leander can kill her.
She's a prize for Leander, isn't she?
Dasha...
After Helena dies,
you will also become human again.
You'll have the privilege of dying,
being reborn,
and forgetting all the atrocities
you committed throughout the centuries.
I'm more interested
in forgetting my suffering.
Sometimes you seem...
so human, Dasha.
You will forget both.
Everything.
A clean slate of a newborn.
Damn...
Wow.
IDENTITY CARD
"Being with you all this time,
knowing about your thousands of years,
the lives you've tangled with,
the culture you've accumulated,
and how uninteresting
an ordinary life might seem to you,
I can only ask to be transformed.
Knowing your disinterest in our love
almost feels illogical to me.
It's an insult.
I know Ive crossed some lines,
but I always did it for you.
I want you to know
that though you may call it violence,
I call it a fierce love,
only manifested
to its ultimate consequences.
I love you.
Uncontrollably, I love you.
Leander."
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Sorry, I was just looking.
Do you think you're a guest?
Don't touch anything, don't ask questions,
don't come into my life!
Believe me, you don't want to know me.
Go rest.
Victor, where are you going?
I'm going to visit a friend, Mama.
She's going through a rough time.
Get some sleep.
You'll feel better when you wake up.
Thank you, dear.
Victor.
I can feel him.
I see a shadow.
He was weak.
But he's coming back very powerful!
Time is against us.
Come on, let's go out.
I'll take you to eat.
Shall we?
So, that guy in the parking lot,
then the coven...
-Tell me, are you--
-You watch too much TV.
Could be.
But I also saw those letters,
the paintings...
I even read a love letter.
-Leander.
-Don't say that name again.
-Seems like Leander has a history.
-You don't know a thing about this.
-Nor what you're getting into.
-Calm down.
I'm just trying to get to know you.
Hey!
Come. You'll get to know me better.
I thought we had more time.
We won't make it.
We'll have to trick her
into going somewhere alone.
Not in the state we're in.
One cannot break a deal with Leander.
There is a place
where we can restore our strength
and hopefully exterminate
both him and the hag.
Get up. Come over here.
-Wait, what are you doing to him?
-Quiet.
Wait. Hey, hey, hey!
This guy's innocent, I can't allow this.
Hold him.
Bro, I was trying to help you!
You still haven't realized
this isn't the world you know.
Go away.
Maybe I know it a little.
You aren't human.
-You can't go around killing people!
-Did you ask permission
from the cow in your burger, Marcus?
-That's very different.
-How is it different?
I don't know.
-Cows aren't human.
-It's not because they aren't human.
It's because you're not a witness
to their pain.
I do what I must to live.
There's no pity, no emotion involved.
But there are emotions, alright.
I saw lots of letters, paintings,
and dedications at your house.
-You didn't see their outcome.
-I can see you cared for someone.
Yes, I cared!
I loved him!
And to save him from an illness,
I gave him a power he wasn't prepared for!
Gave him a power?
Forget it. You wouldn't understand.
Everything you see here, Marcus,
is a mask.
You are the true immortals!
You all are born and die
in a continuous cycle,
with the privilege of forgetting
everything you did in past lives.
In my world it's the opposite.
When my body is gone,
I will disappear along with it.
I'm older than this city.
I remember every atrocity
I have committed,
every trauma imposed on me.
I have to live with them.
-But so much gathered knowledge--
-Yes!
But when combined with trauma,
that only increases the damage.
This is how
other civilizations disappeared.
In order to survive, Marcus,
we have become empty.
And the emptier we are,
the more powerful we become.
But this is the easiest way
to face our reality...
we avoid facing what we are.
Damn, there has to be another way.
-Can't I help you?
-No, you can't.
-Why?
-Forget it.
To become human again,
I'd have to kill my maker.
Some things cannot be fixed
and I deserve it in part.
And there's more.
I'd rather go through all my traumas
than become human again.
Okay.
Okay, Helena. I get it.
I get that you all come from Romania,
kill humans for blood, fear crucifixes...
-But I don't get why you didn't kill me.
-Romania?
We've been here since Lemuria,
before Atlantis and Egypt.
Why am I still alive?
Fear of a crucifix?
-You humans fear it more than we do!
-Helena, why am I still alive?
Why?
Enough.
Let's go to my place, it'll be better
if you get your things and disappear.
Wait here.
I'll get your things.
Okay.
Helena.
Helena!
Helena, be careful!
Help me with him.
I've been running from this for centuries,
while avoiding the only solution...
killing all of them.
That's crazy.
First rest.
Then you figure out what to do.
There's no reasoning with them, Marcus.
They won't stop.
They want me to go to them.
They left a scent here on purpose.
And you're going?
If I don't go,
the emptiness will swallow me.
Get your things.
-Disappear.
-Wait.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm doing,
and this is the worst time
to say this, but...
I think I'm in love with you.
I feel like if you leave...
I'll never see you again.
You're not even burying your friend?
He wanted a human burial.
And I can't give him that.
Helena!
Helena!
Helena!
Helena!
Dri.
Marcus.
Marcus,
someone got in here.
You had a break in?
The police checked our CCTV footage.
They didn't find anything, but...
Marcus...
Mr. Ronaldo's body.
It was found drained of blood.
And there was a lone coffee mug
on one of the tables.
Hi, Mom.
Yeah, I heard. I'm here.
Mom, calm down.
The body is still going to autopsy.
Yeah, they told me.
But how did you know
the body was found drained...
drained of blood?
Dri, I need to go, okay?
BLOOD CENTER
-Leave!
-I'm only leaving with you!
Our family is reunited once again,
and the guest of honor is about to arrive.
We'll finish the job, hag.
Since you lack the courage
to do what must be done.
Helena!
Five thousand years in this world
and this is how you end.
At least you'll die
in the arms of your great love.
No point in running away anymore, Helena.
Give yourself to Leander.
Here.
Looks safe in here.
There must be an emergency exit.
Some way to escape.
Marcus.
Go away!
It's me they're after.
I'm dying.
-But you can still save yourself.
-No.
Maybe he's right.
After five thousand years,
this is where it ends.
You still have time. Run away!
No.
You're not dying here.
The thirst will take me over.
Go!
I'll lose control and end up
drinking your blood by force.
No.
My blood is yours.
I won't be able to stop.
Even if you can't stop,
I'm yours.
He's here.
Leander's already here!
Forgive me, my love.
There's little left, but it's enough.
Hello, bitch.
Did away with your friend, I see.
But you don't have enough blood
to do away with me.
Do you still think you can handle a bitch?
My centuries-old search ends tonight.
He's already here.
Dasha?
But why?
We brought you the hag,
and still you'll eliminate us all?
We gave you everything.
Return this cursed blood.
So much power...
and you still can't even dominate a woman.
How does neglect taste, Leander?
Embrace emptiness.
Hello, Helena.
I am no longer
the fragile being you abandoned.
I don't know why I insist...
on thinking about us.
But I swear I cannot control it.
What hurts me the most
is knowing that you chose
to carry on without me.
But today I can forgive you.
Forgive me?
We can go back to living as we once did...
celebrating our love.
Our... love.
No.
Never again.
You're...
manipulating me again!
You will feel
what I felt!
You always knew what you were doing!
I will get back everything that is mine!
Now I can destroy you,
Helena.
You'd always be mine.
Maybe I wronged you at some point.
And for that, I am truly sorry.
But I'm not sorry for what I'll do now!
Helena!
Helena!
Helena.
Helena!
No!
Helena?
You would become just like him.
But it's your chance.
You could kill your maker,
go back to normal.
Normal?
I'm the one who created him.
It all started with me.
And offering redemption is not up to us.
He has already lost his power.
Now he'll have to face himself.