Barricade Page #4

- I know.

But you have to. You're burning up.

Here you go. It's okay, buddy.

I got you.

I know. I know. I know.

What about you, Dad? You're sick too.

Come on!

Did you--?

Did one of you guys

get into this cabinet?

Jake, did you do this?

Were you looking for something?

No, Dad. You know how OCD he is.

He would have cleaned it up.

You really gotta drink more.

I think Jack the Ripper

is gone with Mom.

What? No, sweetheart. Jack's fine.

I want you to bury him for me.

Please, Daddy.

I want you to bury him for me.

Mr. Shade. Are you folks all right?

There was no answer so I...

Am I glad to see you.

- I'm sorry. Excuse me.

- You son of a b*tch.

- Sorry?

- It was you.

You knew you were sick. I asked you.

I asked you if you were sick!

"No, I'm just getting over something!"

You bastard!

You put your hands all over my kids!

You stupid son of a b*tch!

- Get upstairs.

- Please, Mr. Shade!

Get upstairs!

I'm sorry.

But you killed my kids.

Daddy?

Are you okay?

Am I okay?

Your fever's broke.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

- Yeah?

- Me too.

Yeah, you feel better?

Come here. Come here.

Stay close to me.

- Check both doors in that area.

- Yes, sir.

Mr. Shade?

We've been banging on that door forever.

- I'm sorry we had to knock it down.

- It's okay.

- Hey, we found him. Howes is up here.

- I'll be right back.

- Thanks.

- We got a search and rescue team...

...looking for you three days now.

Come on.

All right, I'm okay.

Don't worry. We'll get you home.

Lock his ass up.

When I saw him, he was so sick...

...half out of his mind with a fever,

I suppose.

He'll get what's coming to him.

aHruaia

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