Blackwater Page #4

(gunshot)

(screams)

(laughing)

- [Tuck] Good shooting, Bear.

- What's happening?

What are they doing?

Oh my God, Angie.

(gunshot)

- [Bear] Hell yeah!

- Come on.

- [Tuck] Woo-hoo.

Hey, that had to hurt.

(chuckles)

- Help me.

- [Tuck] What y'all doing later?

Come on back, now.

- What is going on here?

We're going to die

out here, you guys.

- Calm down.

Just calm down.

Is that okay?

Oh my God.

Could you hold this thing?

We need something to

stop the bleeding.

- Here.

- [Tuck] We're

gonna get you now.

- I've got a bandage in my bag.

- Megan.

Oh God.

This is going to sting a little.

(yelps)

Are you okay?

- Son of a b*tch.

What was that?

- Let's get this on.

- That hurts.

- What do you think?

What do we do?

- We need to move in

the opposite direction

as fast as we can.

- Can you walk at all?

- Yeah.

Let's just go.

- Let's go as fast we can.

We're gonna get out of here.

(groaning)

- [Tuck] You can run,

but you can't hide.

(cackles)

For you, Bubba!

- For you, Bubba!

Ooh yeah.

- [Tuck] Looks like it

time to tighten up on 'em.

Come on.

(dramatic music)

What you kill Bubba for?

You hear me?

Come on back.

(cackles)

(dramatic music)

Getting close to

suppertime, Bear.

- [Bear] Four

course meal, buddy.

(dramatic music)

- Watch out for snakes.

- You alright?

- Yeah.

- Come on.

- Oh f***.

(groaning)

- Now what?

- Angie?

Did you bring the map?

- I think it's in my bag.

- Sh*t.

- Alright.

We're going this way.

Let's go.

- Dammit.

(wildlife noises)

(gasps)

(screaming)

What is wrong with these people?

(screaming)

(sobbing)

Come on, Brooke.

We have to keep going.

We have to keep going.

Maybe we can find his airboat.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's good.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Females gotta be

working up an appetite.

- Won't be long now, Tuck.

I got an idea.

Wind's blowing.

- What you thinking?

- We steer 'em.

Come on, boy.

This will damn sure

get 'em moving.

- Hell yeah.

(laughing)

Bear, you're a crazy

son of a b*tch.

- [Bear] Torch these whole

goddamn woods if we have to.

- [Tuck] I say we torch it up.

- [Bear] Hell yeah.

Smell the burn.

- Hell yeah.

You gonna feel the heat.

For you, Bubba!

- For you, Bubba!

- Send them all to hell.

- No way in hell they

coming out this way.

- Let's get them girls moving.

- Hurry.

- Tuck.

Let's look around.

- Okay.

If you get them

first, wait for me.

I want some too.

(thunder)

(dramatic music)

- Oh God.

- We're surrounded on

all three sides by water.

It's just a big peninsula.

The only way out is

the way we came in.

- What?

- Right back to them.

- I'm so sorry for everything.

- There's nothing

to be sorry for.

- It's all my fault.

- Ange.

Don't talk like that.

- If I hadn't

dragged us out here,

none of this would've happened.

And, you wouldn't have been--

- Hey.

We're hanging

together like always.

- We're gonna get outta here.

- Come on.

We're not the getaway

girls without you.

- I'm sorry.

So, how are we, really?

- I think I screwed us up.

We're surrounded by

water on three sides.

They're right in the

middle of the way out.

- Let's just wait for daylight.

- No.

- [Angie] We have a

much better chance--

- No.

No, you were right.

It's always been by their rules.

Not this time.

No inbred pig's keeping

me from my baby.

- Megan, no.

- If we sit here,

they're gonna kill us.

- Well then, I'm

coming with you.

- No.

It's quieter with one person.

- Megan.

- No.

Stay here with Angie.

She needs you.

Here.

- Megan.

Please don't go.

Please.

- Hold on to this.

Okay?

You know I'll be back for it.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

It's time to go home.

Mama's coming home, baby.

I'm coming home.

(gunshot)

- What was that?

- Shotgun.

- I'm getting Megan.

- Kat.

- I'm going to get Megan.

(daring music)

- Oh my God.

God, please help me.

- [Kat] Megan.

- Kat?

I'm over here.

- Don't shoot my ass.

Thank God.

Are you okay?

Okay, come on.

Everybody's over here.

Come on.

- Oh my God.

What happened?

What happened?

- I got him.

I got him.

- Are you sure?

- I saw him go down.

- Oh my God.

- Oh my God.

What did I do?

- You survived.

- What should we do now?

- You know what, no.

We can't stay here.

We gotta go.

We gotta go.

Help her up.

Come on.

We're going this way.

(dramatic music)

- Oh yeah.

Bubba, you knew how

to make this sh*t

like nobody did, Bubba.

(whispering)

- That's him.

Shoot him.

That's the guy.

- I'm gonna kill you, b*tch.

- Hurry, Megan!

- Shoot him, Megan!

(gunshot)

- Keep going then.

She's okay.

- Hang in there, Angie.

Just keep going.

- Help her, Kat.

- Oh God, Angie's

bleeding again.

Come on.

You okay?

- Megan, where are we going?

(groans)

- I think we're headed east.

- Help her.

- Megan.

There's probably gators.

We gotta get outta this.

Get us out of this sh*t.

- I'm trying.

(dramatic music)

- We're almost there.

- Alright.

Let's go.

Let's go!

- Holy sh*t.

Is that what I think it is?

- It's a hunting boat.

You know, they usually

leave them out here.

But, they'll be back

for it eventually.

- Yeah, not this time.

Get in.

Come on, let's go.

- Hurry.

- You got it?

Okay.

(crow calls)

(screams)

- He's got Brooke!

(clamoring)

- Shoot him!

- I can't.

I can't get a shot.

- Come on, Megan!

- I can't.

- [Angie] Megan, take the shot!

- I can't.

I can't get a shot.

(screams)

I can't.

- Take the damn shot.

(grunts)

Shoot him!

- Kat, come here.

Get in.

Kat, get in the boat.

(sobbing)

Come on, Kat, hurry up.

Get in the boat.

(slow music)

- Holy sh*t, you guys.

Is that a house?

Look.

- Oh my God, yeah.

We made it.

(uplifting music)

- You guys, we made it.

(piano flourish)

We made it.

I can't believe this.

- You guys, we did it.

I can't believe

we really did it.

- I can believe it.

- My baby girl's waiting.

Let's go.

- Let's get out of here.

- Look.

- Oh my God, who is that?

What if it's them?

- Megan?

(piano flourish)

It's just kids.

- Y'all need a ride?

- Yeah.

- Come on, hop in.

We'll give you a ride.

- Careful, you guys.

Angie.

- Hey Meg.

I almost forgot.

You know, I don't think

Paige would be very happy

if you didn't bring this home.

- I told you I'd be back for it.

(light music)

(light music)

Gave your trust

and you took my hand

Followed me to a foreign land

Day turned to night

In the lives we left behind

Sky grew dark in

the pale moonshine

Wait for the light

In the face of the fire

Try and make it 'til dawn

We had each other

And we stood our ground

(harmonica solo)

Side by side as

the sky went black

On the run, no turning back

We had a long

Don't give in 'til

the fear is gone

Stay in close and move it on

Yeah we stood strong

In the face of the fire

Try and make it 'til dawn

We had each other

And we stood our ground

(harmonica solo)

In the face of the fire

And we made it 'til dawn

We had each other

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