Amigo Undead Page #4
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This was years ago.
They didn't know what was going on
until they came out to help me
in the middle of the night.
It was raining and they got in
a bad car wreck and died.
Whoa.
I didn't tell Kevin at first
and he just thought they were coming out
to visit me and then he found out
the whole story a few years later
and he was pretty upset.
I think he blames me for what happened.
But whatever, man, it's not my fault.
You know what I mean?
Oh, no. It's sounds
like it was your fault.
Gee, thanks.
Maybe you should quit drugs.
Yeah, look who's talking.
What's that movie got
to do with anything?
Hmm.
Well, at least these
steaks sure are tasty.
They're all tender and delicious.
Grass fed.
Well, I'm having a blast
out here, camping.
Yup, not worried about any kind of weird
growl coming out the woods.
I'm good.
I'm having a good time.
Oh, f***!
F***! F***!
Jovan?
We thought you were dead.
Jovan, what's gotten into you man?
Ugh.
Whoa. F***!
Oh, my God.
Get him off.
That's enough.
All right. You're gonna get off him
and we're gonna discuss
this like civilized men.
Comprende, amigo?
Are you out of your mind?
He was still alive
and now you killed him.
I did a warning shot thing.
This was self-defense.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I think so.
He's not breathing.
I think he's dead for real this time.
What the hell are we gonna do?
That wasn't Jovan.
He was acting all crazy.
That wasn't him.
Or maybe he was mad
because we buried him alive.
Honestly, I don't see
how this changes anything.
You don't think this changes anything?
Now that you've officially
murdered a man
and we're all your
unwilling accomplices?
I say we just put him back where he was.
The hole's already dug.
I don't get it.
We took his pulse, we buried him.
He was dead as a doornail.
Well, obviously he wasn't.
I knew I shouldn't have
gone along with this.
But you did.
What?
Well, it's gonna be okay,
we'd buried him before.
Back when it seemed like
it was inconvenience
to deal with the police
and all sort of stuff.
I'm just saying.
- You a**hole!
- No. No. Come on. Come on.
- Knock it off.
- Guys. Guys.
I think this is the guy
Did you guys figure that out?
You probably knew that already, yeah?
I'm going to the police.
Kevin.
I'm warning you, step away from the car.
Whoa, whoa. What the f*** is going on?
Wayne, this is insane.
I got to do what I got to do, okay?
I don't wanna go to jail.
I got a wife and two kids.
Wayne, just put the gun down.
What the f***!
Start the engine.
Start the engine.
Get the f*** out of here!
Go! Get the f*** out of here!
- Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God.
It's got to be bath salts,
that's why he was acting like that.
I'm pretty sure bath salts
make you crazy not bullet proof.
Well, then maybe it was PCP.
I saw this thing on the history channel
where they did government experiments
in Vietnam and they act like that,
like superhuman or something.
Oh, come on, Kevin.
I don't know. From Ian, I don't know.
You're ignoring reality.
His eyes looked like Darth maul.
Yeah, and that supernatural shriek?
Fellas, we're not dealing
with a corporeal entity.
Oh, no. We're running out of gas.
Oh, come on, Kevin.
Don't you check
that sort of thing before
you go out the desert?
If I hadn't I burned
through a whole tank
trying to find Norm's place
we can be fine.
It's all right.
I have a plan.
For the first time in your life?
This ought to be good.
Just pull over up here.
I don't have PCP.
What are you doing?
I'm getting rid of all my drugs
and all my drug sh*t
I don't wanna be the dumb ass drug guy
in a horror movie, know what I mean?
Hey, I know I'm in the minority here,
but I have appreciated
not being implicated
in any more crimes tonight.
We don't have time
to debate this, Kevin.
Everything we need to protect
ourselves is right in there.
Oh, why don't we just get
gas and keep driving?
Boring!
Uh-oh.
Great, just great.
What did you expect would happen?
I don't know.
What did you do, Ian?
I don't know.
Dish soap, paper towels,
what are you gonna do,
clean him to death?
What are you gonna do,
clean him to death?
I think it's perfectly
obvious what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna set up a gauntlet
of minor annoyances
to bombard his senses
like in "home alone."
Then, when he's like
significantly disoriented,
we'll tie him up
and take him to a priest or a rabbi
and they'll exorcise whatever is in him.
Exercise?
Like John Basedow?
No, f*** that, this isn't "home alone,"
this is "predator."
We should be out sharpening
Spears, hanging boulders,
stuff that'll kick this guy's ass.
Yeah, I'm still trying
to forget the fact
that you wanted to shoot me an hour ago.
Oh, you really blown
that out of proportion.
I think you'll need to move on.
Fine, Wayne, you do your
thing and we'll do ours.
Oh, bleach.
He's here, he's here, over.
Well, is there any
doubt in anyone's mind
we're dealing with a supernatural being?
That answers the question.
Do you think he's
telling us to be afraid?
I think he wants us to buzz off.
Do you think that he likes
to watch game shows
for the part when people buzz in?
All right. Everyone get to your posts.
- Hello.
- What are you doing?
Be quiet.
Yo, Kevin. This is Finn, bro,
you know, the guy that you hit
the other day with your car.
Yeah, this is kind of bad time.
Yeah, well, then
I make it quick, all right.
Listen, my mechanic took
a look at my car,
apparently, there's some pretty serious
internal damage, dude.
Basically, it's this, we
I know it's f***ing crazy, right?
I can't deal with this right now.
Okay. Bye.
Hey, should I call you tomorrow then?
Yeah, sure, whatever.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know why I picked that up,
I should really turn this thing off.
Shh.
He's about to encounter
the first stratagem.
It's all right, it's all right,
it's the first of many.
Oh, man, I thought that
was gonna be a good one.
I don't think this is working, Norm.
You're up, Ian, he's headed
over to sector B, over.
You idiot, you used a plastic bottle?
Does that matter?
Never mind, onto phase two.
Copy.
Hey, over here you horse's ass,
come and get me.
Let's go, move, move.
Take one, take one.
Give me that.
Ready?
Now, go, go, spin him up,
wrap him, spin him, yeah.
Oh. F***.
Jovan, it's me the Duke, don't kill me.
Hey, the hot dog!
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
What the f***?
Ahhh!
Yeah!
Ahhh!
Not taking any chances this time.
Don't mess with the best
because the best don't mess.
Hells, yeah!
Yeah! Yeah.
Yeah!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Oh! Well, no offense youngsters
but like I always say,
never send boys to do a man's job.
You don't say that.
Yeah, I do. I say it all the time.
I must have said it a couple
times since we got here.
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