Animus Page #2
OR AT LEAST I THINK IT WAS THE
SPRINKLERS.
IT COULD HAVE BEEN CAT PISS FOR
ALL I KNOW.
MAYBE THAT'S WHAT I SMELL.
DON'T LIE, GIRL.
YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT.
SO, A REAL MAN SMELLS LIKE
DEAD YETI.
GOOD TO KNOW.
[ ALL LAUGH ]
WOW, MAYA.
ALONG FOR THIS.
CONVERSATION.
WHAA!
CHEETOS.
[ LAUGHS ]
[ ENGINE TURNS OVER ]
THANK GOD.
I'M GOOD.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
I'M SORRY.
[ LAUGHS ]
YOU BETTER BE.
LET'S GET GOING.
I'M ALMOST DONE!
I'M GOOD!
AND THE QUEEN VICTORIA STILL
REMAINS.
YOU HAVE TO PEE?
FUNNY.
COME ON.
[ LAUGHTER ]
RIDICULOUS.
ARE YOU DONE?
[ SIGHS ]
REALLY?
NICE.
OH, GOD!
LUCAS, WHAT THE F***?
HEY!
YOU GUYS WANT TO HEAR ABOUT MY
LAST INTERNSHIP?
YOU GET A MOVIE?
NOT EXACTLY.
MORE LIKE HARDCORE PORN.
THAT'S HOT.
YOU KNOW YOU FIT RIGHT IN
THERE.
DON'T GIVE ME THAT.
IT'S EVERYTHING YOU'RE
THINKING.
JUST GROSS!
BY THE END OF THE DAY, I FEL LIKE I HAD SUCTION CUPS ON THE
BOTTOM OF MY SHOES.
I KEPT STICKING TO THE FLOOR AND
SH*T.
WE HAD A QUICK BREAK WHILE THEY
WOULD LIGHT THE NEXT SET.
SO, I'D GO OVER TO CRAF SERVICE, WHICH CONSISTS OF A
COUPLE CEREAL BARS AND A BIG
AS I GO TO GRAB SOMETHING, ONE
OF THE "ACTORS" WALKS UP AND
WITHOUT ANYTHING GOING STARTS TO
F*** HIMSELF RIGHT IN FRONT OF
ME.
[ LAUGHTER ]
AND THEN THE F***ER HAS THE
NERVE TO ASK ME ABOUT THE
WEATHER, LIKE I'M
GEORGE MICHAEL, AND WE'RE IN A
PUBLIC RESTROOM.
SO, HE'S TRYING TO HOLD A...
AND WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT, HE
TAKES HIS DICK HAND AND STICKS
IT RIGHT IN THE BOWL, TAKING A
BIG HANDFUL OF M&Ms.
[ LAUGHTER ]
AND THEN HE GOES ABOUT HIS
BUSINESS LIKE HE DOES IT ALL THE
TIME.
THE F***ER HAD A FREE HAND AND
STILL CHOSE TO DIG IN THERE WITH
HIS GOOEY HAND.
F***ING DICK.
IT WAS JUST SICK.
I FELT LIKE I NEEDED A SHOWER
AFTER THAT.
[ LAUGHS ]
IS THIS IT?
NOT MUCH GOING ON HERE, IS
THERE?
WELL, AFTER THE COPPER RAN
OUT, THE TOWN POPULATION WEN FROM, LIKE, 7,000 TO 50
PRACTICALLY OVERNIGHT.
IT SAYS IN THE EARLY 1890s, A
COUPLE CONCEIVED THEIR FIRS CHILD IN THE BOTTOM OF THE PIT.
THERE TODAY.
IN A MASS ORGY, RIGHT WHERE
YOU SEE THAT BIG SPOT.
DUDE, LOOK AT IT.
SERIOUS.
IT'S THE PERFECT PLACE FOR A
GREAT ORGY.
POSING FOR PICTURES -- HERE
WE GO.
[ CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS ]
ALL RIGHT.
WELCOME, FOLKS.
HI, SIR.
UNIVERSITY UP HERE DOING A
DOCUMENTARY FOR A CLASS ON THE
OLD HOSPITAL.
OH, AIN'T NOTHING WORTH
DOCUMENTING UP THERE, GIRL.
GHOSTS?
IS THAT RIGHT?
[ CHUCKLES ]
UH, YEAH.
ARE YOU FAMILIAR WITH THE
COPPER QUEEN?
YEAH.
LIFE.
ONE OF THE UNFORTUNATE 50, I
GUESS.
SOMETHING FUNNY?
OH, NO. SORRY.
DO YOU KNOW HOW TO GET THERE?
YOU'D HAVE TO BE BLIND TO
MISS IT.
SOMETIME AROUND 1910, I THINK
DURING THE TAFT PRESIDENCY, THE
HOSPITAL WAS OPEN TO ACCOMMODATE
THE INFLUX OF MINERS AND THEIR
MULE.
I'M SORRY -- THE MULE?
MULE MOUNTAINS.
AT ITS PEAK, OUR POPULATION ROSE
TO OH, ABOUT 9,000.
BUT BY THE 1950s, BOOM TIMES
WERE OVER.
PEOPLE BEGAN TO LEAVE TOWN.
AT THE TIME, THE HOSPITAL BECAME
A SPECIAL-CARE FACILITY AND
CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL.
AT LEAST, THAT'S WHAT THEY TOLD
US.
WASN'T UNTIL THE '70s, AFTER THE
PLACE WAS SHUT DOWN, THAT WE
STARTED TO HEAR ABOUT THE THINGS
HOSPITAL IS HAUNTED?
UM, WELL, I DON'T KNOW FOR
CERTAIN.
I'VE HEARD LOTS OF STORIES, BU I PERSONALLY HAVEN'T SEEN
ANYTHING.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?
WELL, LIKE I SAID, I HAVEN' SEEN ANYTHING MYSELF, BUT MY
BEST FRIEND AT THE TIME, SONNY?
TERRIFIED ONE ONE NIGHT BY WHA SHE HAD SEEN.
IT WAS LIKE SHE WAS HOPPED UP ON
SOMETHING, YOU KNOW?
ALL MANIC.
AS LONG AS I'D KNOWN HER, I
NEVER SEEN HER LIKE THAT.
SO, THERE'S GOT TO BE SOMETHING
TO IT.
SONNY WOULDN'T LIE TO ME.
WHAT WERE THEY DOING?
THEY WERE TORTURING THOSE
POOR KIDS WITH THA ELECTRIC-SHOCK THERAPY.
YEARS.
MOST OF THE PATIENTS WERE WARDS
OF THE STATE LABELED WITH SOME
SOCIAL-BEHAVIORAL DISORDER OR
DIAGNOSED WITH SOME MENTAL
ILLNESS.
ALL THIS CAME OUT AFTER THA F***ING DOCTOR WAS FOUND.
CLOSURE OF THE MINE, ALMOST SHU THIS TOWN DOWN.
NOW WE'RE JUST A BOOMTOWN
WASTELAND.
MAN WHO SEEMED TO FLOAT THROUGH
THE WOODS -- AND SHE WAS
DRAGGING A DEAD BODY BEHIND HIM.
NO, IT'S ALL BULLSHIT, LADY.
ESPECIALLY WITH ALL THE
STORIES!
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
MY AUNT -- I MEAN, BACK IN '93?
MAN, SHE SAID SHE SAW ELVIS A THE PIGGLY WIGGLY.
MAN, I WAS AT THE STOP-N-GO ONE
TIME, AND I SAW SOMEBODY.
IT WASN'T WHO I THOUGHT IT WAS,
BUT I SAW HIM.
MARMOT.
BUT PEOPLE SEE WHAT THEY WANT TO
SEE, LADY.
IT'S JUST, YOU KNOW -- DON' LISTEN TO NOBODY.
IT'S ALL BULLSHIT, REALLY.
[ HORN HONKS ]
EXCUSE ME, SIR?
COULD YOU TELL US ABOUT THE OLD
HOSPITAL?
OH, I'M SORRY.
I'M MAKING A DOCUMENT--
LEAVE IT ALONE.
THAT PLACE CAUSED THIS TOWN MORE
TROUBLE.
YOU CITY RATS -- YOU DON'T KNOW
A DAMN THING ABOUT IT.
UM...THANK YOU!
ALL RIGHT.
ON TO THE NEXT CROTCHETY, OLD
BASTARD.
HAVE YOU BEEN OUT THERE SINCE
SHE TOOK YOU?
COME CLOSE A COUPLE OF TIMES,
BUT ONLY IN BROAD DAYLIGHT AND
WITH A SHITLOAD OF PEOPLE.
NOWADAYS, I DON'T HAVE MUCH
OUTSIDE OF TOWN, NOT ANYMORE.
I TELL YOU WHAT.
I SURE AS HELL WON'T LET MY KIDS
GO OUT THERE.
HEAR A NEWS STORY THAT SAYS THA THEY MUST HAVE BEEN SWALLOWED UP
BY SOME GHOSTS.
[ CHUCKLES ]
SOMEBODY HEARD SOMETHING,
SOMEBODY SAW SOMETHING -- THINGS
LIKE THAT.
BUT ONLY STORIES.
YOU GOT TO STOP WASTING TIME
WITH ME.
MRS. CAMPBELL.
HELL, SHE'S SEEN IT ALL.
USED TO BE A NURSE UP THERE.
THAT WOULD BE GREAT.
I'LL TELL HER YOU'RE COMING.
[ CHUCKLES ]
YEAH, YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO ASK
ABOUT THAT, YOU KIDS, YOU ASK
MRS. CAMPBELL.
[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS ]
NUMBER 25.
DUDE, I GET A BAD VIBRATION
FROM THIS PLACE.
WELL, IT'S A LITTLE F***ED
UP, BUT IT'S NOT EXACTLY
"TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE,"
EITHER.
YEAH, BUT, I MEAN, EVER SINCE
WE'VE COME TO THIS GODDAMN
DESERT, I JUST FEEL LIKE WE'RE
GONNA GET SHOT, OR WE'RE GONNA
GET RABIES OR SOME RIDICULOUS
BULLSHIT LIKE THAT.
COMING TO A PLACE LIKE THAT,
IT'S LIKE WE'RE JUST ASKING FOR
IT.
WELL, THEN, STAY IN THE CAR.
WE DON'T NEED YOU, ANYWAY.
THANKS.
ACTUALLY, I'M JUST GONNA GO
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