Alabama Moon Page #3

and I just wanted to come

along for the bus ride.

Everybody who wants

stay, Rachel going to be here.

The law's going to come around before long.

They'll take you back.

What makes you so sure, Moon?

The law's always after me.

- What you doing in there?

- Kissing her?

She wants to give you a good

luck kiss. One the cheek.

- How long is that going to take?

- It better not take long.

Come on guys.

Let's just go.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

They located the bus and

everyone is safe.

Yes, sir.

Well, all but three.

I know.

I know.

We're doing what we can sir.

Yes, sir.

I hope you can track him down like he

said. I'm about to lose my job.

My schedule is pretty busy

for the next couple days.

This means a lot to me.

- A lot.

- Well in that case...

I might be able to rearrange

my case load.

Just do what you gotta do.

I'll tell you what

you gotta do.

You gotta treat and

animal like an animal.

That boy needs dogs on him

and a leash to bring him back with and then

you've gotta put restraints on that boy

like I told you when I first brought him.

Okay.

From this point forward,

we're gonna do things my way

on my terms.

- Goodbye

- Goodbye

Let's go Snapper,

find him.

Find him boy. Come on!

Let's go to work.

- How much further?

- We can not stop now

we gotta get to where

nobody can find us.

- All right, Kit?

- I'm fine, Moon.

Come on.

Let's go.

- When do we eat?

- Soon.

Quick, dogs! Come on guys,

quick. We gotta cover our steps.

There you go boy!

Come back here Snapper!

Snapper!

Didn't work,

it's heading up the creek.

Crap!

Now what?

You two go hide in the bushes!

- What about you, Moon?

- I'm gonna fight it.

Fight it?

Hell, you can not fight a dog!

I ain't going back to Pinson

and neither are you.

Come on, Kit,

do what you whatever you want.

Watch your head.

Stay! Stay back!

Stay! Stay! Stay back!

You're a good dog,

come on.

Come here, boy.

- No, stop it!

- We gotta do something!

- That dog's killing Moon.

- Get off me!

Get away from me.

Help! Somebody help!

Ahhh... heel.

- Get him off of me!

- You're okay, he looks like a Nice dog.

Stop!

Some bloodhound.

He wants to stay with us.

Yes he does.

That's a good boy.

Snapper!

Get back here,

you dumb blood!

Snapper.

Davy Sanders, Gainesville Alabama

Sanders is out there and his

dog doesn't like him either.

- Who's Sanders?

- The Law.

Great, now the law's

after us.

That is good, they'll have a hard time

finding us way out here.

- Look Hall, I did it!

- Great!

I'm just waiting for the food

part of all this.

- I can feel him, he's somewhere

around here. - Yeah.

Put it over there by the light,

I think he's moving.

- Oh gosh, that's so cool

- Told you I'd catch something.

- Yeah. What kind is it?

- A catfish

- You were hungry, weren't you boy?

- Hey, he sure does like you Hal.

Yeah, well, I ain't one to be

mean to dogs.

You feel better now that

you ate all that fish, don't ya?

- It was pretty good.

- I thought it was great.

Enjoy while you can. See how long

you can last out here without your medicine.

I don't need my medicine Hal. You'll find

that you're so... check book? what he'd say?

How'd you get to Alabama

anyway Kit?

I was sent from Boston to live with

my Aunt Montgomery.

by the time I got

there, she'd...

she died. Then I got sent

to a hospital again in Birmingham

well then they took me to

a place in Selma.

You know, I was in the hospital for so

long, they just never sent me back.

That's what they call real

property of the state, Moon.

So are you Hal...

From now on, you guys won't have

to worry about any of this

anymore.

I'd been fine if they'd just

let me stay with my daddy.

I mean, he may have been drunk all the

time, but is the best dad there is.

You know, I just don't want to go back

to another hospital ever again.

I don't want more needles in my back.

And I don't want my hair falling out.

Do not worry, Kit.

Just figure another half day before we start

looking for places to make permanent camp.

We just gotta get

ahead of Sanders first.

Do you think he can

make it all this way, Moon?

- Not really, no.

- Good Night

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- What's that?

- It's a pig trap.

- For trappin' wild pigs.

- Pig trap?

Moon, does that mean they're

people around?

Nah, too over grown.

Hasn't been used in years.

But maybe we can clean

it out and use it again.

Wild pigs are awful

good eatin'.

- There look, puma tracks.

- Pumas? Moon, you gotta be kidding me.

First wild pigs and

and now pumas.

They won't hurt anything our size.

Pap said they need at

least 30 square miles of territory.

So... that means we're

far from any people?

We'll make permanent camp on

the south side of the ravine.

Then we'll start

our training for Alaska.

- Oh, thanks.

- Here you go Moon.

Ohh, thank you.

That better not be rain.

We'll finish making

the shelter tomorrow

then we'll make traps

to catch food.

- and then we'll...

- Shut up, Moon!

Ummm shoot!

- Hey Moon.

- Looks good.

Where's Hal?

He left.

Where'd he go?

He said he was going

home to live with his daddy.

Home?

How long has he been gone?

Hal.

Hal.

Hal.

Think Hal's gonna make it?

Hal's gonna make it.

He's got that trackin' dog.

They'll find their way back.

I just wanted to see his daddy.

I know.

I want that too.

I'd stay here no matter what.

This is where I wanna be, Moon

This is called a 4 trap.

The animal is walking along,

goes for the food and...

Dead.

Dinner.

But you have to cook it.

I'm still working on the fire.

Ahh. Well right now you gotta

help me get this up.

Good.

- Kit! He's out there, I saw him!

- Who?

Sanders. He's tiring out for

someone to come find him.

I think he's been lost out

her all this time.

What do we do?

We get his gun and

then we get rid of him.

Moon!

- What?

- We can't kill him. He's a police man.

I ain't gonna kill him.

We're just gonna whip upon him some.

Now, you go get some really long

thin sticks while I go gather some leaves.

Whoa Hey!

Whoa whoa whoa!

Hold on there little buddy.

You best hand me that pistol

before you hurt yourself, ya hear?

Huh?

You're causing me a

lot of trouble, boy!

That's a five hundred

dollar gun boy!

If I catch you boy,

you're done!

Get back here, boy!

Get back here, boy!

So... you finally

give up do ya?

Yep. You're just too darn smart

for me Constable Sanders.

Come on, arrest me.

Ahh. I'll get around to it.

First... you need a little ass whippin'.

Yeah!

Just wait till I

get out of this!

By then we'll be miles away

and you'll be too busy

itching and scratching

to chase anything.

Huh?

That's poison oak.

Nearest way out of

these woods is

that way. A highway

about 6 miles away.

If you hurry, you can just about

make it before dark.

You come back here.

You come back here, boy!

Come on.

Kit was quick to learn

everything I taught him.

It got to where I had to

show him less and less.

With all the game we trapped,

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