Morbid Morsals. Season 3. Episode 12. The Boy Who Was Death

2:30 SPEAKER_06: This episode contains mature language and adult situations.

2:35 SPEAKER_06: Listen to the cowards of the list.

3:11 SPEAKER_15: I am in charge.

3:15 SPEAKER_15: I am shadowed.

3:20 SPEAKER_15: Shadows and silence.

3:22 SPEAKER_15: Growing stronger with your pain and suffering.

3:27 SPEAKER_15: It was the poison of your darkest thoughts that summoned you to me.

3:33 SPEAKER_15: I am a shadow dweller.

3:36 SPEAKER_15: Your tormentor.

3:39 SPEAKER_15: Your only companion until the abyss swallows you all.

3:45 SPEAKER_15: I have ripped over the portal between the nether round and your fragile world.

3:51 SPEAKER_15: My brothers and I are unbound at last.

3:55 SPEAKER_15: And we come to enslaved, to torment, to save the chorus of your screams.

4:02 SPEAKER_15: As you drown, we stay.

4:06 SPEAKER_15: As you start now, stories.

4:59 SPEAKER_02: A boy who was death.

5:13 SPEAKER_15: Some say death wears a black cloak.

5:17 SPEAKER_15: Others say he carries a scythe.

5:21 SPEAKER_15: But sometimes death comes in a form you never expect.

5:29 SPEAKER_15: Like the face of a child, and when he takes your hand, there's no running or escaping.

5:58 SPEAKER_00: The one with the black hair?

6:00 SPEAKER_00: I swear he had black eyes.

6:03 SPEAKER_00: Yeah, I know the one.

6:04 SPEAKER_00: I've seen him here and there.

6:07 SPEAKER_00: Yeah.

6:07 SPEAKER_08: No parents, no family.

6:09 SPEAKER_08: Nobody knows where he came from.

6:11 SPEAKER_08: I think he's a squatter or hooked on drugs.

6:14 SPEAKER_00: Well, I heard from Grace, who told Mary that that boy was over Harold's house the other day, talking to him on his porch.

6:22 SPEAKER_08: Okay, so what's the big deal?

6:24 SPEAKER_08: What the hell would Mr.

6:25 SPEAKER_08: Sims even have to talk about with that boy?

6:31 SPEAKER_00: But after that boy left, the paper boy threw a newspaper and accidentally hit Harlard.

6:37 SPEAKER_00: So he gets off his bike to go and apologize.

6:40 SPEAKER_00: Harlow didn't even budge.

6:42 SPEAKER_00: So he shakes him, no response.

6:45 SPEAKER_00: Paramedics were called and said he died from a cardiac arrest.

6:49 SPEAKER_00: Died right there on his front porch.

6:52 SPEAKER_00: Then remember a month ago, Miss Stapleton, that boy was was seen leaving her house and she died in her sleep.

7:01 SPEAKER_00: Maybe it's not a coincidence.

7:04 SPEAKER_00: And every time he shows up, somebody somebody dies.

7:31 SPEAKER_11: How'd you get in here?

7:32 SPEAKER_13: Are you lost?

7:33 SPEAKER_13: Are you looking for your parents?

7:36 SPEAKER_11: I think you know what and who I am, Mr.

7:38 SPEAKER_11: Templeton.

7:39 SPEAKER_13: No, no, I ain't ready.

7:42 SPEAKER_13: I got some life left to live.

7:44 SPEAKER_13: I want to be around for my granddaughters first birthday.

7:49 SPEAKER_13: You ain't what I expected.

7:52 SPEAKER_13: I thought you'd be in a hooded black cloak and such.

7:56 SPEAKER_13: Bony hands.

7:58 SPEAKER_13: Scythe.

7:59 SPEAKER_11: Ready now.

8:00 SPEAKER_11: Your time is up.

8:02 SPEAKER_11: I come in many forms.

8:04 SPEAKER_11: I choose a child.

8:05 SPEAKER_11: People feel more at ease when it's a child.

8:07 SPEAKER_11: Come on.

8:08 SPEAKER_11: I'll hold your hand.

8:10 SPEAKER_11: It won't hurt that much.

8:13 SPEAKER_09: The black-haired boy smiled.

8:14 SPEAKER_09: His eyes were black as pitch.

8:17 SPEAKER_09: His white complexion stood out in the hospital room.

8:20 SPEAKER_09: He looked to be around ten years old, a faded t-shirt with ripped faded blue jeans.

8:25 SPEAKER_09: He grabbed Mr.

8:26 SPEAKER_09: Templeton's hand as he drew close.

8:29 SPEAKER_09: The boy bent over his mouth and began to suck his soul out.

8:32 SPEAKER_09: The boy was inhaling his very essence, his life force.

8:36 SPEAKER_09: Mr.

8:37 SPEAKER_09: Templeton began shaking and began choking.

8:40 SPEAKER_09: He was trying to take breaths, but the boy was sucking it out.

8:44 SPEAKER_09: Like a boa constrictor suffocating its prey.

8:47 SPEAKER_09: Blood trickled out of the old man's mouth as the boy feasted, savoring every last drop.

9:05 SPEAKER_10: I saw him, swear to God, standing by old Mrs.

9:07 SPEAKER_10: Palmer's porch right before she kicked it.

9:10 SPEAKER_08: Ooh, spooky little boy.

9:12 SPEAKER_08: Maybe he's just a creepy orphan.

9:14 SPEAKER_10: Is Igenina no whites, no pupils, just black, freaked me right the fuck out.

9:20 SPEAKER_12: Like a motherfucking shark?

9:22 SPEAKER_10: No, worse.

9:24 SPEAKER_10: When he looked my way, it sent shivers down my spine.

9:27 SPEAKER_10: Like someone walked over my grave.

9:39 SPEAKER_07: Hello, who is it?

9:42 SPEAKER_07: Are you the person I called to deliver my medications?

9:45 SPEAKER_07: Aren't you a bit young to be working?

9:49 SPEAKER_11: You don't have to be afraid, Mrs.

9:50 SPEAKER_11: Carter.

9:51 SPEAKER_11: The pain's going to stop.

9:53 SPEAKER_11: You won't be needing your meds anymore.

9:57 SPEAKER_07: Why not?

9:58 SPEAKER_07: Who are you?

9:59 SPEAKER_07: You're not here for my pills.

10:02 SPEAKER_11: I have gone by many names in many different cultures.

10:05 SPEAKER_11: The Grim Reaper, Death, the Ferryman to the Underworld.

10:08 SPEAKER_11: It's time to go, Mrs.

10:10 SPEAKER_11: Carter.

10:11 SPEAKER_09: The boy moved in closer to the old woman and took her hand.

10:14 SPEAKER_09: He leaned over her and tilted her head back.

10:17 SPEAKER_09: He grabbed her throat and opened her mouth and began to suck her soul.

10:21 SPEAKER_09: She began to convulse as he drained her dry.

10:25 SPEAKER_11: I'm afraid.

10:26 SPEAKER_11: That's good.

10:28 SPEAKER_11: You taste better that way.

10:29 SPEAKER_11: Fear is so delicious.

11:11 SPEAKER_09: Davidson said he'd be right over.

11:13 SPEAKER_09: They both arrive at the church, their lights bouncing off the building.

11:16 SPEAKER_09: They went into the big wooden doors with their flashlights.

11:20 SPEAKER_09: They find the boy sitting on top of Father Jacob.

11:23 SPEAKER_09: He was squirming.

11:24 SPEAKER_09: That's when they both drew their guns on him.

11:28 SPEAKER_12: Step away from him, son.

11:30 SPEAKER_12: Put your hands in the air where I can see him.

11:32 SPEAKER_12: Do it right fucking now.

11:34 SPEAKER_09: The boy slowly turns, calm, his eyes like twin black holes, his face bone white.

11:39 SPEAKER_11: It's his time.

11:41 SPEAKER_11: You can't stop death, Sheriff.

11:43 SPEAKER_11: You can only delay it a little.

11:45 SPEAKER_14: I'm serious, boy.

11:46 SPEAKER_14: I'm warning you.

11:47 SPEAKER_14: Step away from him now.

11:49 SPEAKER_14: I'm not gonna tell you again.

11:50 SPEAKER_14: Don't make me drop you.

11:52 SPEAKER_14: That's okay.

11:53 SPEAKER_12: I've been waiting for this for a long time.

11:56 SPEAKER_09: The boy starts sucking the priest's soul out of his body.

11:59 SPEAKER_09: The two men watch and honey with their guns drawn on it.

12:03 SPEAKER_09: The boy started walking towards them, and without even thinking, Deputy Landon shot the boy in the chest, but it didn't stop him.

12:10 SPEAKER_09: He kept coming.

12:12 SPEAKER_09: Towards both men, he walks past them.

12:15 SPEAKER_09: They don't can't stop him.

12:17 SPEAKER_11: Your clock's still ticking for now.

12:20 SPEAKER_11: But I'll see you again, gentlemen.

12:21 SPEAKER_11: You can count on it.

13:04 SPEAKER_12: What the hell are you doing here?

13:05 SPEAKER_12: What the fuck do you want?

13:08 SPEAKER_09: David then reached into his desk drawer and pulled out his gun and aimed it at the boy.

13:13 SPEAKER_09: His hands were shaking.

13:15 SPEAKER_11: Do you really think that will help, Sheriff?

13:17 SPEAKER_11: I can't be killed.

13:18 SPEAKER_11: I think you know that.

13:20 SPEAKER_11: For I am death incarnate.

13:21 SPEAKER_11: You know why I'm here and what I need to do.

13:25 SPEAKER_12: No, there's nothing wrong with me.

13:27 SPEAKER_12: I got years left.

13:28 SPEAKER_12: I feel fine.

13:29 SPEAKER_12: Get the fuck away from me.

13:31 SPEAKER_11: Ah, I'm sure that's all good and well.

13:34 SPEAKER_11: But I can smell the cancer festering inside your bones, your organs.

13:37 SPEAKER_11: It's spread throughout your entire body.

13:39 SPEAKER_09: The bull slowly walks toward Sheriff Davidson.

13:42 SPEAKER_09: He fires several shots point blank at the boy.

13:45 SPEAKER_09: The shots knocked him back, but he still kept coming.

13:48 SPEAKER_09: No blood, no holes, nothing.

13:50 SPEAKER_09: His black hollow eyes stared into the sheriff's eyes.

13:54 SPEAKER_09: He smiled.

13:55 SPEAKER_09: His pale white face leveled with the sheriff's.

13:58 SPEAKER_09: He grabbed his arm and squeezed.

14:00 SPEAKER_09: His other hand around his mouth.

14:03 SPEAKER_09: He stretched it open and began to swallow his soul.

14:06 SPEAKER_09: The sheriff tried to scream but couldn't.

14:09 SPEAKER_12: No, I gotta I got at least another 40 to 50 years left.

14:14 SPEAKER_11: Sometimes I make an exception.

14:19 SPEAKER_09: The sheriff stopped breathing and collapsed on his desk, spilling his whiskey.

14:23 SPEAKER_09: The boy smiled and walked out of the office and into the night.

14:39 SPEAKER_15: When death tires of the Reaper's clothes, it is sometimes reborn into innocence.

14:46 SPEAKER_15: A child of black eyes, with white pale skin.

14:52 SPEAKER_15: He who brings peace and comfort, but feeds on your pain and suffering.

14:59 SPEAKER_15: The clock of time is always ticking.

15:02 SPEAKER_15: There is no running, no escaping it.

15:06 SPEAKER_15: When he comes for you, you know your time is up.

15:44 SPEAKER_06: It's not a stop, stop.

15:47 SPEAKER_15: We've wandered deep enough for now.

15:50 SPEAKER_15: The shadows are closing in.

15:53 SPEAKER_15: Myself and my brothers, the bringers of darkness, retreat to our lair.

16:00 SPEAKER_15: But do not be deceived.

16:02 SPEAKER_15: Our hunger is never stayed.

16:10 SPEAKER_15: It will linger with us until we return.

16:14 SPEAKER_15: But no this and not high.

17:20 unknown: Whispers my name.

17:23 unknown: Soften my ear.

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20:04 SPEAKER_04: For me and no one else.

20:09 SPEAKER_04: Goodbye, sunshine.

20:11 SPEAKER_04: I put it out again.

20:12 SPEAKER_04: I'm over personalities, conflicting.

20:16 SPEAKER_04: I don't need you or anyone but me.

20:19 SPEAKER_04: I'll just be living my own life.

20:22 SPEAKER_04: I feel my glowings in a grow.

20:26 SPEAKER_04: Infecting, I feel alive.

20:29 SPEAKER_04: Shovel dirt over myself to sit like a sea under covers of earth and just be standing.

20:44 SPEAKER_04: Pointing fingers at me.

20:46 SPEAKER_04: I stand, not crawling, not falling down.

20:53 SPEAKER_04: I plead the demons that drag me down.

21:02 SPEAKER_04: I'll stand not crawling the center, not falling down, not comes within the eye.

21:12 SPEAKER_04: I'll please I know the demon for me and no one else.

21:25 SPEAKER_02: Come play kill, refuse my body, refuse my shadow.

21:32 SPEAKER_02: Stone cold will refuse to leave this, refuse to follow.

21:38 SPEAKER_02: Bitter pills, refuse to feed this, refuse to swallow.

21:43 SPEAKER_04: I'm fuse just be just beyond not crawling, not crawling down the pool, the tears with myself that drag me down crawling.