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Executioner:
[Pinker's execution]
Does the prisoner have any final words? Horace Pinker:
Yeah, as a matter of fact I do: [narrows his eyes at Jonathan] Horace Pinker:
Your pitiful memories wiped it all out, didn't it? I was beatin' you real good when your mama tried to stop me with the gun. Lt. Don Parker:
[angrily]
YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH, YOU FUCK! Executioner:
[calms him down]
The prisoner has a right so speak. Horace Pinker:
[grinning evily]
That's right. I was beatin' you real good when your mama tried to stop me with the gun that she brought into our happy home. You must've remembered it boy. Don't you remember the way she screamed? And how clever you were picking up that gun and shootin' me right through the fuckin' knee, you little peckerhead! Oh, such a big gun, just blastin' at your dear old dad with murder in your eyes. Like father, like son, huh? [Pinker chuckles evilly as Jonathan is shocked to hear all of this and then narrows his eyes at the Executioner] Horace Pinker:
Well what are you waiting for, dickhead? You wanna fry me, then get it over with you bunch of fuckin' insects! Executioner:
[to one of the security guards]
Well, you heard the man
[Pinker's execution]
Does the prisoner have any final words? Horace Pinker:
Yeah, as a matter of fact I do: [narrows his eyes at Jonathan] Horace Pinker:
Your pitiful memories wiped it all out, didn't it? I was beatin' you real good when your mama tried to stop me with the gun. Lt. Don Parker:
[angrily]
YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH, YOU FUCK! Executioner:
[calms him down]
The prisoner has a right so speak. Horace Pinker:
[grinning evily]
That's right. I was beatin' you real good when your mama tried to stop me with the gun that she brought into our happy home. You must've remembered it boy. Don't you remember the way she screamed? And how clever you were picking up that gun and shootin' me right through the fuckin' knee, you little peckerhead! Oh, such a big gun, just blastin' at your dear old dad with murder in your eyes. Like father, like son, huh? [Pinker chuckles evilly as Jonathan is shocked to hear all of this and then narrows his eyes at the Executioner] Horace Pinker:
Well what are you waiting for, dickhead? You wanna fry me, then get it over with you bunch of fuckin' insects! Executioner:
[to one of the security guards]
Well, you heard the man
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Like father like son
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What are you waiting for dickhead
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You wanna fry me Then do it you fucking insect
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You heard the man
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Movie Summary
After being sent to the electric chair, a serial killer uses electricity to come back from the dead and carry out his vengeance on the football player who turned him in to the police.
