Boo 2! A Madea Halloween Page #8

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crunch the math... [BEEPING]

- Bingo! You're the lucky winner!

- [GABRIELLA] No, thanks.

- None of this is happening. Move.

- Oh, come on!

- Move over! I'm sitting. Okay?

- Bro.

I'm tryin' here, man. I'm bringin'

my A game. You're hearin' this.

It's true.

So tell me what happened here.

- You mean with the deaths?

- Yeah.

We are not gonna

start talking about this. No.

Let's just say...

A couple of kids came out here

who shouldn't have been out here.

They were trespassing.

- Kind of like we are right now?

- Yes.

Legend has it, they were out here,

and Derrick saw them having sex in the car

and started picking them off,

one by one, and now...

That's the fun part.

Tryin' to make it to the next day.

Dying.

That's not fun.

- How is that supposed to be fun?

- Will you relax?

How am I gonna relax?

Listen, the guys do this

so they can make us scared

and they can feel like they're protecting us.

- I am scared.

- Okay.

Is it workin'?

Touch me, and you'll die

before Derrick gets here.

I'm already dyin' for you, baby.

Know this.

Hey, Kevin!

Where is he?

I don't know.

Well, let's not keep looking for him.

These damn pledgees.

Well, come on, no one's around.

- Oh, it's like that?

- Yeah.

Especially your crazy ex-girlfriend.

- [SQUISHES]

- What are you doing? Oh!

- [HORSE] is that blood?

- [LEAH] What is that?

Oh, it's everywhere!

- It's gotta be some kind of joke.

- What do you mean?

Kevin, the pledgee,

he's gotta be playing some kind of joke.

This isn't funny. Let's go.

[GASPS]

What is that?

I don't know.

[CHAINSAWS BUZZING]

[LEAH] Oh, oh, my God.

[WHISPERING] Okay, we're gonna leave.

[LEAH WHIMPERING]

[SCREAMS] Go! Go! Go!

[LEAH SCREAMS]

Hurry up and get over there before

all that good-good is gone.

Joe, shut your mouth. We goin'.

- [SCREAMS]

- Sh*t!

I'm gonna knock you in your throat.

Did you see that?

- See what?

- Did you see that?

[BAM] See what, girl?

- What?

- [BAM] What?

That little girl.

- I just seen a little girl.

- Look, look, you blowin' my high.

You better shut the hell up, okay?

Girl, don't nobody see no little girl.

- [MADEA] What the hell?

- [TIRES SCREECHING]

- [BAM] Mabel!

- [ALL SCREAMING]

- Mabel!

- [TIRES SCREECHING]

[BAM] What is this?

The hell wrong with you?

Oh, my God!

What the hell is you doin'?

- I hit the brakes!

- We know that.

Hell, I almost threw up

all over the damn car.

All my Milwaukee's Best

was almost in Bam's hair.

Mabel, you hit somethin'!

No. I... No, no, I saw horns.

That was a buck. That was a male deer.

Nuh-uh. I saw a white dress.

Well, maybe the deer's transitioning.

[JOE] What the hell you mean, "transition"?

What the transition of a deer?

How the hell a deer gonna transition?

Mabel, I saw a little girl.

And she had on white?

She did have on a white dress.

That's the same thing I saw.

How the hell you see a girl

that was back there, up here?

That don't make no damn sense.

She defyin' gravity?

I don't know, but I know what I seen.

Mabel, what if you killed her?

Well, that little ho is outta her misery now.

- Let's get the hell outta here.

- Mabel, you gotta go check on her.

I ain't finna get out this damn car

and check on nobody.

Mabel, what if the little thing is hurt?

Then she'll die soon like a deer

on the side of the road.

I'm not goin' out there lookin' at her.

Hey, that's what I say.

Put 'em out their misery, babe.

Put 'em out to the pasture.

Madea, stop it now.

Ma, you need to move this here car now!

Joe!

I wish your big ass would ask

me to go out there

and check to see what you hit.

Hell, you'll scare

every damn thing out there,

looking like Sasquatch.

Fine. Fine.

You gonna get out?

What the hell else?

I'mma go check on this... The deer.

I told y'all that was a deer.

Get your big ass out

and go check and see what's goin' on.

[HATTIE] Yeah, go ahead, Ma.

You check on that.

Yeah, see what the hell I...

I know I hit somethin'.

[BAM] Well, Mabel, what is it?

What is it, Mabel? What is it?

Bam, hush! Damn!

It's a little blood on the car, that's all.

Must've been a deer.

That's all I hit, was a deer.

Mabel, you didn't hit no animal.

[CRYING IN DISTANCE]

Okay, well, come on. Get back in the car.

Hush!

What is it?

- Shh!

- [CRYING CONTINUES]

I hear somebody cryin'.

Sounds like a little girl.

It's a little...

[CRYING]

Oh, Lord, I see her.

I don't know. Y'all come out here.

- Joe?

- What?

Get outta here and go help your sister.

I don't like that dude.

- [BAM] Come on, Hattie.

- [HATTIE] Oh, uh-uh now, Bam...

- Here we come.

- Get out, get out.

[HATTIE] Y'all know good and well

I don't like these here woods!

Hey, when all y'all got up

here outta this car,

it raised up nine inches.

Mabel, I don't like this.

These some ignorant-ass fools right here.

[HATTIE] I don't like this!

Mabel, look at that blood!

Look, I ain't high enough

to be dealin' with this bull.

You know what? Yeah, y'all... y'all do that.

Come here, Hattie. Hell.

[SOBBING]

[MADEA] You see?

Hey, little girl.

You all right, little girl?

Mabel, I think she hurt.

Oh, you a Sherlock. I know she hurt.

Maybe, you know what, Mabel? She'll be fine.

If we give her some water,

she'll be just fine.

Bam, water ain't the answer

to every damn thing.

Let's go see about the girl.

Mabel, I don't wanna do this.

- I can't do this.

- Hush! Hush! She might be...

What if she die or somethin'?

- Mabel, you got a record already!

- Hush your mouth.

- [CONTINUES CRYING]

- [MADEA] Come on, let's go.

Hattie, keep pullin' away from me.

Keep pullin' away from me.

- Come on! Come on!

- Here we are.

Keep pullin' away from me.

She is cryin'.

- [CONTINUES CRYING]

- Hey, little girl. You all right?

[BAM] Don't cry though.

[SCREAMING]

The hell?

- [SCREAMING]

- [BAM] Mabel! What the hell is that?

- [MADEA] I'm out! I'm out!

- [SCREAMING]

[BAM] Mabel, why you runnin'

down there? Get in the car!

[MADEA] Start the damn car!

Joe, what the hell you doin' up there?

We gotta get outta here!

- This ain't good!

- [HATTIE] Drive!

- [GASPING]

- [BAM] Mabel! Oh, Lord!

- What the hell was it?

- [BAM] Drive, Joe!

The car won't start.

Oh, hell no!

[MADEA] Where she go to?

- [BAM] I don't know...

- [MADEA] Where did she go?

[THUMPING]

Where is she? Where's she at?

[BAM] Mabel, I really don't know.

I really don't know!

Oh!

[GIRL CRYING]

I know that damn girl

is not on top of my damn car!

[BAM] I don't know. Where'd she go?

[HATTIE] I don't know, I don't know now!

Oh. Hey. Oh.

[CRYING CONTINUES]

Oh!

[HATTIE SCREAMING]

- Drive! Drive, Joe!

- [MADEA] What is it?

- [JOE] Hey!

- [BAM] Look at this!

[HATTIE] Ma, there she go! There she go!

[ALL CLAMORING]

Get... Move!

[HATTIE] Get it, Ma!

You know how to get this b*tch started.

- [ENGINE STARTS]

- [BAM] Joe, drive!

[HATTIE] Go, Joe!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Why are you so tense? Will you relax?

Where's Leah?

She went with Horse. You should go with Dino.

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