I've never seen a series/movie where the despair of a father for his child is more evident on his face, than here, in this scene.

(puqDaj San lIbmo' QIlchoHpu' vav; pa'logh not 'e' chIwchu'bogh much/lut mIr vIbej. 'a pImchu' hellraiser bloodline 'ay'vam. ngoQvam chIwchu').

(Dep SoHbogh nuv SoHbogh ghap vIghovbe', 'ej jISaHbe'; 'a jIHvaD be'nalwI' puqwI' je tItatlh. wa'vam neH vIneH!)

Pinhead:
- Oh, I understand... How you love this boy. You have plans for him. Hopes and dreams. A whole imagined future... Where you love him and watch him grow.

(jIyajbej.. loDHomvam DamuSHa'qu'. ghaHvaD bInab; bItul 'ej 'op DapIH. DaqeltaHvIS, tuchDaj Dajal. 'ej qaStaHvIS tuchvam, DamuSHa', 'ej nenchoH 'e' Datu')

Father:
- Yes.

(bIlugh)

Pinhead:
- Then complete your work. Or though the boy will not die here, for a thousand years his dearest wish will be that he had!

(vaj Qu'lIj yItur. naDev Heghbe' loDHom, 'ach DaH Heghpu' 'e' jInchu', qaStaHvIS wa'SaD DIS!)

Father:       
- For God's sake!

('e' neHbe' Qun!) (((Well would you look at that.. The {'e' neHbe' vavoy} finally came in handy)))

Pinehead:
- Do I look like someone who cares what God thinks?

(Qun SaHbogh vay' vIrur'a'?)

Father:
- Just tell me what you want.

(HIra')

Pinhead:
- The box. A pathway to hell... Made by an ancestor of yours. The room downstairs... Potentially a bigger pathway. You will help... to fulfill its promise.

(buq'Ir. ghe''or lojmIt'a'.. chenmoHlu'pu' wa' 'emrIghlIj. bIng pa'.. tInbogh lojmIt'a' mojlaH. SoH'e'.. 'IpDaj pabchu'meH.. bIQaH)

~ Dana'an

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