Afflicted Page #4
over certain vermin,
such as rats and wolves,
and you are unable to enter
into someone's homestead
unless specifically
invited, which is...
- That's a weird one.
- It's f***ing useless. Heh.
I'm just trying to harness
the power of the Internet
to help you with your
vampire problem.
How do you think this happened?
Oh, my God.
Audrey.
It's gotta be, right?
What are we gonna tell
people about this?
I don't know.
I mean, we're going to have to
tell them something, right?
Clif...
Blood.
Where are we gonna get the blood?
Cow's blood?
Yeah, I just...
I went to the butcher.
Okay.
Sh*t.
F***.
That smelled awful.
Um...
I think it might need to be fresh.
- What did you get?
- Some sausage, I think.
You know we're going
to hell, right?
- Like, this is disgusting.
- Oh, my God.
- You eat meat, right?
- What? Yeah, I eat meat.
Do you have a pet cow?
People don't sleep with
cows in their beds
and name them and...
These dogs are owned by people.
These are like members
of their family.
So...
Are you serious? That's the cutest
dog I've ever seen in my life.
- That's the one you want?
- F*** off.
There's no feral dogs around here.
They all have owners.
Oh, my God, I can't
believe we're doing this.
- Derek, just...
- Shh. Quiet.
Promise me you'll make it as quick
- and painless as possible, okay?
- Shut up.
No, no, no.
Christ.
Derek.
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Dude, sh*t.
Clif is, um...
Clif isn't dealing well
with what just happened.
It has to be human blood.
We've been through everything else.
So, uh, yeah, we're gonna have to
do something very, very stupid.
Okay. We're here outside
the hospital in La Spezia.
Derek has gone inside
the blood bank
to see if he can bribe
an orderly or something.
- Did you get it?
- No, no, no, just run! Just run!
What the hell happened?
I didn't get it, okay?
Jesus, I had to show
them my ID, Clif.
They know who I am.
What are we gonna do?
Wait. Listen. Listen.
- Listen for what?
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
- Oh, yes. Yes.
Unh.
Hey!
Get in the ambulance, Clif.
We gotta get out of here.
- What are we doing here?
- Oh, sh*t.
Um...
Worst idea ever, Derek.
Blood. I need blood.
Do you have any blood?
I need blood! Do you
have any blood?
She does not speak English, Derek.
Clif, it's not working. Help me.
- Clif. Clif, help me.
- You're talking in English, idiot.
You're talking in English.
- Goddamn it!
- What are we gonna do?
I don't even know how
to drive this thing.
- I don't know how to drive stick, man.
- Just keep driving.
Where are we going?
Derek. Derek, what are you doing?
- Derek, stop!
- Aah!
Just go.
Clif... I almost killed her.
- I know. Just go.
- I almost killed...
The cops are coming. Go.
Go, go.
- Oh, my... Come on, Derek.
- No, Clif, listen.
Promise me if things get
any worse, you will leave.
- Come on, man. We have to go.
- Clif. Promise me.
Okay, I promise. Just come on.
Derek?
Derek, is that you?
F***.
Derek?
Derek, wha...?
What the f...?
Oh, my God. Derek?
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Derek, just bite on this.
Oh, sh*t. Derek.
Derek has been unconscious
for 11 hours.
I can't take him to the hospital,
because the cops are
gonna be waiting for us.
He's mostly unresponsive,
except...
I think he can smell my blood.
The, uh... The thing is,
it's still Derek.
I... I know there's a part of him
that's still in there, and...
I'm not gonna leave him.
Derek?
Derek...
Get away from me.
Derek. Derek, I got it.
Derek?
Derek?
Derek!
Where the hell are you?
Sh*t.
Derek?
Sh*t. Someone in there?
Derek?
Derek, is that you?
Jesus!
I brought you something.
I know... I know it's not much.
Just... Just take it.
Take it!
Clif...
I'm sorry.
The, um...
suicide...
was pointless.
It didn't solve anything.
Clif,
you sacrificed everything for me.
And I will never forgive myself
for what I did to you.
There has to be a way to fix me.
So I need to find Audrey.
Everything starts with her.
She has to have an answer.
A cure, something.
Do you hear me, Audrey?
Why? Why would you do this?
Where...? Why...?
You just can't do this to
somebody and just take off.
Like, wha...?
What the hell's...?
I'm coming to Paris,
and I'm gonna find you,
and you are going to fix this.
You're gonna fix this,
or I'm gonna kill you.
Clif is gone.
How that's ever gonna
be okay, I don't know.
But I am going to honor his memory
by keeping the cameras rolling,
by documenting this in the
hopes that somehow some good
can come of this.
It's what Clif would have wanted.
We never officially tested this.
Um...
Sun test number one.
Okay, that's good.
Okay.
Audrey is in Paris.
Which has, like,
a population of like
12 million or something.
I just don't have a plan.
Hello?
Mr. Derek Lee?
- Yeah, who is it?
- I'm from Interpol.
Open the door.
Sh*t.
I'm Inspector Barbiero
with Italian Interpol.
- Is Clifton Prowse here?
- No, he's left.
Mr. Lee, we have
video footage of you
breaking into a hospital.
Then you stole an ambulance
and endangered lives.
- My God.
- You have to come with me.
- The Canadian embassy...
- Unh.
Oh, sh*t.
Unh.
- Interpol.
- Oh, sh*t.
No, no, no, don't shoot!
Stop it! Stop shooting me!
Stop shooting!
Sorry.
Okay. Okay.
I am
somewhere east of Nice.
Good thing is my face
stopped bleeding.
Managed to get out of that place
with, um, just my clothes on my back
and the camera bag.
No wallet, nothing,
which means Interpol has
everything they need.
So I better figure something out,
because I'm starting to get hungry.
So I finally made it to Paris.
And I managed to find
this place as a shelter.
It has water
and power and everything
I could possibly need.
Except everyone back
home is freaking out
because Interpol has just
issued warrants for our arrest.
And now I need to find Audrey
before they find me.
Uh, um...
I was going through the footage,
and, um, I was just looking for clues.
I was looking for anything,
just something to help, and...
Sh*t, you have to check this out.
Okay, here we go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's it. That's her cell phone.
That's Audrey's cell phone.
It's at the hotel.
I just have to go get it.
Clif, I've never been so
grateful in my entire life
that you shoot everything.
You document everything.
Thanks.
I'm really hoping that Audrey's
stuff is still at the hotel.
Okay, fingers crossed.
Uh, hi.
Um, do you have, like,
a lost and found?
Okay, okay, okay, thanks.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Okay.
- Jason?
- Derek?
What are...? What
are you doing here?
- Hey, man.
- You can't be...
Please. I got the cops outside.
You can't be here.
You can't be around me.
Like, it's not safe.
- Gotta come in.
- No, no.
Please, we can sort
this out together.
No, you can't be around me, man.
- It's not safe.
- Please, Derek.
- You can't be around me!
- No, please!
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