Animal Page #3

What the f*** is this thing

that it can be that smart?

I don't know that it's smart. I think it

just knows more about this place than we do.

And it gets hungry.

Well, let's get to work then.

Keep it down.

It'll hear you.

I don't know.

I don't know what we're doing.

No need, sweetheart.

I got it covered.

I hope so.

Hey. You okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

I-I know you're not.

I mean, how could you be?

I think it wants us here.

What are you talking about?

How did Vicky and Carl

end up here?

How did any of us end up here?

Coincidence?

It doesn't matter.

That thing ate Jeff

like it was nothing.

How come it didn't do the same thing to

the rest of us? Babe, don't do this.

Hey, Doug.

We could really use

your help down here.

All I'm saying is

it herded us here,

eating what it can and saving

the rest as prey. Hey. Baby.

How else can you explain it?

Look at me. I know it's hard for you.

But you can't keep doing this.

You're overthinking. No, I'm not.

I'm being completely rational.

You're not even listening to me.

Look at me.

It's just an animal.

That's it.

And what's happening in here to us

is happening because it just is.

Figuring out why that is happening,

it doesn't help us.

But figuring out how to get out of here,

that does.

Come here.

You're the smartest girl

that I know.

You're a genius.

So don't let that beautiful brain

of yours spiral out of control...

because you can't

figure out something, okay?

It's like we always say...

if you can't control it...

Holy sh*t!

What the f***?

Hey!

Get the door!

Be careful!

Hold it there now.

- That's a flimsy door. It's not gonna hold.

- Shh.

Shh.

What the hell's it doing?

Looking for weak spots.

Let's see where it lands.

Vicky?

Yeah.

We're gonna need some fire.

Sean, Matt, you come with me.

What?

Oh!

Did you hear that?

Come on! Come on!

Oh, my God!

Vicky, we need fire!

What's going on?

Grab something! Hurry!

The dresser!

The dresser!

- Where's your bag?

- I don't know! What are you doing?

- I have an idea!

- Sean, goddamn it! Get your ass back here!

Wait.

What are you gonna...

Help them!

You sure?

Help them!

Okay!

- Come on, come on, come on!

- Get that dresser over here!

Get it over here now!

Sh*t!

Choke on this, b*tch!

Get that dresser over here now!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Go!

Holy sh*t.

Guess this sh*t really works.

Yeah. Good idea, Sean.

Hello, Douglas.

Glad you could join us.

That's not gonna hold.

It'll come back,

and we won't have

enough to hold it off.

Not again.

What else do we have?

We have nothing.

No more dressers.

No more time.

We gotta get out

of this damn house.

You okay, Carl?

I'm all right.

We can pick

the most fortified room,

pool any of the stronger

resources around the house...

and focus on the one

controllable space.

Rather than spread out,

focus in.

One room, one barricade.

No surprises.

Sounds good to me.

- Have you heard anything?

- Is it Scott? Sean.

No. They... It's dead.

But I'm... I'm confident.

They said they were coming, so...

- 911 said they're sending someone, so...

- Any minute, right?

You've been awfully quiet, Doug.

I'm just listening.

Yeah? Then what's

so f***ing funny?

Holing up in a room is great.

There's only

two problems with that.

First, that thing bashes through

everything we put in front of it.

Dressers and old wood scraps

are not long-term solutions.

They're just cheap Band-Aids

slowing the inevitable.

You don't know that.

I don't?

How long have you

been here, sweetheart?

You think cramming in

a room makes us safe?

I think it makes us sardines.

And I'm sorry, Vick.

Help isn't coming.

That's problem number two,

and you've known that for a while.

All right, dude,

that's bullshit.

They said they traced my call...

To the nearest

cell tower, right?

Isn't that what they told you?

'Cause they told me the same thing.

But I'm beginning to think

that must not be very close.

Okay, but her parents,

they were gonna call...

They know people in the area.

Oh, they know... They know people.

People that will... will answer the

phone in the middle of the night,

climb out of bed and hike

into the nowhere woods?

Wow. Your parents must have some

really close friends out here.

You don't need to be

an a**hole, a**hole.

Tell me something.

Do these magical friends know something...

that the local police don't?

Is there a secret I'm missing?

'Cause our doorbell

sure hasn't been ringing.

So, what's your plan, handsome?

We run for it.

For where?

The road.

If anyone is actually

looking for us,

we'll be easier to find there.

If not, help will be easier for

us to find there, not here.

Well,

I think that's f***ing crazy.

It's not as crazy as you think.

News flash:
Last time we did that,

it didn't end up so well.

Oh, I beg to differ.

You're still alive, aren't you?

Things ended great for you.

They didn't end well for someone else.

You know you're talking

about my brother, right?

And my wife.

- If we run, it doesn't matter how fast...

- Get to the point.

All we have to do is give

it something to chew on.

Like what?

Stop.

We're not running.

She's injured. We're fatigued.

It's not an option.

Doug's right.

Carl, you're right too.

Not all of us can go,

but some of us can.

Or, uh, one of us.

- Matt.

- I can outrun this thing.

If I just get to the highway,

I can bring back help.

I can.

Seems like ol'

Sporto has the brains of the bunch.

Come with me now.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm getting us out of here.

You're not faster than that thing.

I don't want you going out there.

Babe.

I know what you're thinking,

but this is different.

We have seen that thing. We've seen

how big it is and how strong it is,

and that means it's got to be slow.

You're assuming that.

Listen to me. If we can create a

diversion or distract it somehow,

I'll have a head start,

and that thing won't stand a chance.

Okay? I will haul ass through those woods,

and I will find help.

I will not stop

until I do. Okay?

Just straight toward

those peaks, remember?

Look, you know,

we got these, all right?

I don't know what the range is on them,

but I'm gonna call you.

I'm gonna call you until you answer

so that you can guide me back.

You're the most important thing to me.

I got to get you out of here.

- Who'll distract it?

- I will.

I've looked down that thing's throat too

many times. I'm not afraid of it anymore.

Just wanna get

everyone home safe.

You're all that matters to me. I have

to get you out of here. Just trust me.

Sean.

All right, here we go.

I got you, Carl.

I got your back.

We got this.

Hey, Carl.

We're gonna be okay, right?

You're gonna be just fine.

On the porch.

All clear so far, Carl.

All right, watch my 6:00.

Copy 6:
00. I got you.

You're all clear so far.

Anything?

You're all good.

Nothing yet.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Carl, I got something.

Carl, 10-10:
30, 11.

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