31 Page #3

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Okay? Run and hide.

Go hide.

F***.

- Ah, damn.

- Ten hours and forty-three minutes.

Anything can still happen.

Hola!

Does that hurt, huh?

Are you okay?

- I thought you were my brother.

- F*** you, boy.

F*** you.

- F*** you.

- F*** you.

- F*** you.

- F*** you.

F***...

You ready to die?

Just f***ing do it.

Just f***ing do it!

Hold up, do you hear that?

Charly.

Get away!

You've got it, puta.

Let go of me.

My f***ing bat.

I got you, I got you brother.

I can't believe

this is happening.

It's all right. I got you.

I'm too young. Too pretty.

- Hey panda.

- Yeah, baby.

Your momma...

She.. No...

She... she said

she was my momma too.

That I was her son

from another brother.

- She say...

- You the brother, like no other.

And I... I feel... I feel tired.

Tired.

Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.

I do believe the first kill

came rather quickly this year.

I'm rather disappointed.

The first one always does. It's the second

one, the second one has all the drama.

Well, I certainly hope we see a better

showing from the remaining remnants.

We shall see, we shall see.

As we slip into our third our

of non-stop 31 action,

come and enjoy and some

exquisite dining.

You may want to try the steak kidney

pie, followed by the apple crumble.

Mm. Delicious.

For one of you, of course,

this might be your last supper.

Those twisted f***ers.

F***.

This is impressive.

I hate to admit,

but this layout,

oh man, it looks better than

me mother's new year's brunch.

Yeah and I assume it's all

laced with rat poisoning.

No, I'm relatively

sure it's safe.

Seriously? What could

possibly make you say that?

Because we're

playing their game.

F*** it. F*** it, f*** it.

My stomach's so empty,

it's touching me back.

Yeah man.

Are you enjoying that?

Yeah man.

I feel it.

I feel all of ya'll lookin' at

me. You're judging. Don't.

I isn't made of stone.

Look man. What happened to me

man, Levon, back there,

man, it's f***ing horrible.

I mean man, he was my best-est

friend in the whole god damn world.

Panda.

Your best-est friend's blood

is all over my hands.

And that's why I

and I gon' stay alive.

I don't do it on

an empty stomach.

So you, you and you,

I suggest ya'll

do the same thing.

F*** it.

I take it they're out

watching us, right?

You bet your sweet skunk ass

they're watching.

And listening.

So keep your breathy

thoughts to yourself.

You know, we can do this.

We just have to stay together.

Charly.

Charly.

What?

What is going on

inside your head?

You want to know what's

going on inside my head?

I'll f***ing tell you what's

going on inside my head.

We need better weapons

than this sh*t.

You're god damn right girly.

Hey, anybody remember that story

last year, Halloween,

that church group

that went missing.

Yeah I remember hearing

something about that,

just recently on the TV they

found the body of the pastor...

- In the dumpster.

- ...Rotting in dumpster.

- Mm-hmm.

- Holy sh*t.

That's gonna be us.

Ah, come on.

No, two second news story.

You know, and we're forgotten.

All right, all right, all right.

Not by me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop eating.

Why, why, what wrong?

Spit it out!

I gotta get the f***

out of here.

What the f***?

I sincerely hope you all enjoyed

your protein-enriched

nourishments.

The first re-assessment of the

standings are as follows:

Number one, 50 to 1 odds.

Number three at 90 to 1.

Number two at 300 to 1.

And, last but not least is

number five, 400 to 1.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and

girls, children of all ages,

with exactly nine hours

left to play,

I give you, psycho-head and his brother,

the maniacally mental schizo-head.

There's two of 'em.

Don't scatter.

Oh god damn!

We isn't got a f***ing thing to

worry about this year, brother.

Look at these sorry sacks

of wasted meat sh*t.

Do we have your attention now,

mother f***ers?

You smell that?

Well I think they're already

pissing in their pants.

Oh yeah. Now you think

you got one over

because you took out that little

shot glass b*tch sick-head,

well he isn't worth a sh*t.

The only thing he's good for is

shooting out of a f***ing Cannon.

And I don't see a f***ing Cannon,

do you see a f***ing Cannon?

No Cannon.

So that means that

you killed half a man.

And it took five of you

to kill one itty bitty

little baby.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, hello ladies.

I am all man and

I am coming for you.

Oh we're gonna

f*** all your holes.

Count yourselves lucky,

you got f***ed by the best!

Eight hours and twelve minutes,

the fun is just beginning.

I don't hear them anymore.

- Me neither.

- Listen.

I think we should find a room.

Barricade ourselves in.

Wait it out.

I second the barricade idea.

I'm sick of this

hide-and-seek horse sh*t.

Got to use your head.

They don't want for us to be sitting

around all night on our back side.

Okay, okay, hold on. Charly, we haven't

heard you in the last half an hour,

what do you say, huh?

Your vote counts like mine.

I say we hunt these freaks down

and slit their f***ing throats.

All right.

Gonna f*** your p*ssy hole.

Gonna f*** that tiny

little brown hole.

And we're gonna f***

your eye hole too!

A cock in each

motherfuckin' socket.

We're gonna f***

your mouth hole.

We're gonna f***

your p*ssy hole.

We're gonna f*** that tiny

little brown hole.

And we're gonna f***

your eye hole too.

What's that sound?

Do you hear it?

It's coming from the f*** doll.

Shh. Shh.

That's no f***ing doll.

Oh, Jesus Christ, oh god.

What the f***? Panda! Panda!

Don't flip out on me now, man.

Come on.

Help me, please.

I need to go home,

everyone is waiting for me.

Oh sweet Jesus.

Help me untie her.

No, no, no, no.

What's your name, honey?

Georgina Victor.

- Georgina.

- But my husband calls me little Georgie.

Hold the f*** up,

hold the f*** up,

- put me the f*** down.

- Panda, what do you think?

- Put me the f*** down.

- We don't take the chance on it.

- On letting her run loose.

- She isn't one of them.

Look at her. Look at her.

She might be somebody's

daughter for all I know.

This is gettin'

crazy around here...

Shut the f*** up.

Panda, shut the f*** up.

He's right,

this is not a good idea.

Please, please,

I know a way out.

- I've heard them talking.

- I believe you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Sh*t, they f***ing found us.

We got to secure the door.

I knew it. I f***ing knew it.

She sounded the alarm.

She sounded the f***ing alarm.

You psycho f***ing b*tch.

Yeah, I know you. Tell the house mole.

I know you.

Shut the f*** up, Roscoe.

You don't listen to me.

You do not listen to me.

Look at her. Look at her.

F***ing a**hole.

You are falling for her.

We've got to get something

to block off the door.

How about one of these pipes?

Look at me, look at me.

Are you f***ing going

to help me or not?

Look at me.

Oh, f***.

F***!

Bless you. Bless you.

I can't get the wires.

It's in her f***ing skin.

Rip it out.

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