Bornless Ones Page #4

They didn't want

anyone else to come.

- Okay, did she call, did

she call the ambulance,

did she call 'em?

- Calm down, she's on it.

- Okay, f***, oh, f***.

She was pregnant, she was

f***ing pregnant, man.

She's gonna be fine, okay?

No, look at me, man,

look at me, man,

she's gonna be f***ing fine.

- Those things outside

and what the f***

is happening, man?

F***.

- I don't know, man, all

right, just calm down.

- I...

It's that freak's fault.

I'm gonna make him

fix all of this sh*t,

stay in here with her.

- You need to f***ing

stay in here, man,

I can't f***ing do this.

- Oh, sh*t, oh, sh*t.

Did you call the ambulance?

- No.

I'm sorry, Woodrow.

- What are you

talking about, why?

Oh, no, no, no, my

Michelle, she's dying.

Oh, f***, I need a first,

where's the first aid kit?

- We don't have one.

- Yeah, yeah, we gotta have

something, come on, where is it?

- You're okay, it's

okay, you're okay.

Woodrow?

- Please, don't scream.

- Oh, f***, f***, oh, sh*t.

I'm gonna take the car.

- No, please, Woodrow,

don't go out there.

- No, I gotta do something.

- If you go out there,

you're gonna die.

- If she stays in

here, she's gonna die.

Your f***ing brother,

your f***ing brother

has to make them leave.

- No, no, no, no, please,

please, please don't hurt him.

- Make 'em leave,

you son of a b*tch.

- Get off him.

- She told us your secret.

- Michelle, what the

f*** is wrong with you?

- She told us your cock was

so hard when you were dancing.

- Michelle, shut the f*** up.

- Dirty Jesse.

Do you still want me?

You can have me, I'm all yours.

We will chop your

cock off, Jessie.

- Stay away from me.

- You have no guts, you c*nt.

- Oh, f***.

- You broke my heart.

- What the f***

is wrong with you?

- We think you're fun.

- Hey, hey, open

the door, Jesse.

- Get the f*** in here, man.

- Jesse, come on.

- Get the f*** in here, man,

just get the f*** in here.

- Kiss me hard before you go.

- Oh, f***.

- Holy what, what did you do?

- She tried to f***ing kill

me, man, she tried to f***ing...

- Oh, no.

- Oh my god.

- She tried to f***ing kill me.

I can't f***ing see.

I can't f***ing see,

man, I can't f***ing see,

why the f*** can't I see?

Why can't I see, why, what's

wrong with my f***ing eye?

What's wrong with

my f***ing eye?

- Baby?

Okay, baby, we need to

take that out of your eye.

- Oh, f***, it hurts so much.

- I know, I know.

But you still have to do it.

- Oh, f***.

All right, let's just f***ing

do it, let's f***ing do this.

- You know everything,

don't you, you freak?

You made her kill our baby.

You should've died in

that car with your mother.

You're gonna pay for

what you've done.

- Just do it, just

do it, just do it.

- Okay.

- Stop, stop, stop!

- You're not gonna

hurt anyone else.

- I'm waiting for you, Woodrow.

- What d'you say?

- I'm here, Woodrow.

- Gonna take you to the hospital

and they're gonna take

care of you, okay?

- Okay.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- I think my f***ing

brain's damaged.

- Okay, okay,

- no, it's f***ing damaged.

- You're gonna be okay.

- No, I'm not gonna

be okay, okay?

I just lost my f***ing eye.

- Jesse, just tell me

what happened in there.

- I don't know, you know, I...

I was trying to stop

the blood, but...

You know, she suddenly

stabbed me in the face.

It wasn't her, though, you know,

she was all messed up,

she was talking different,

I didn't understand it.

- Well, what did she say?

- I don't know, it doesn't

make any sense, you know,

she kept talking like

Zach, she kept saying we.

- Okay, did she say why

she did what she did?

- F***, I don't f***ing

know, all right,

I don't have answers to every

f***ing question you have.

God damn it.

- Why are you acting like this?

Michelle is dead.

Woodrow thinks

it's Zach's fault.

I just need your support, okay,

please don't push me away.

- I'm sorry, okay, you know,

I'm just scared,

too, okay, you know?

- Yeah.

- Hey, look at me, okay,

we're gonna be okay.

- You made me do this?

- No, no, no, no, f*** this.

No, I'm...

- I was just a little kid.

Why did you bully me?

- I don't know.

I'm sorry.

I've changed.

I'm different now.

- Do you know where suicides go?

- Oh, please, no.

- That's where I'm

waiting for you.

- No, please, stop,

man, I can't, I can't,

I can't take it anymore.

- Today will be the day you

pay for your consequences.

You condemned me to

burn in hell forever.

- No, no, no, no, Dennis.

Dennis, I'm sorry, please.

I, I didn't...

It wasn't my fault.

- Will pay.

- What the hell was that?

- Woodrow!

- Holy sh*t, what have you done?

Oh, f***.

Hold his head.

I gotta get this outta you, man,

I gotta get this outta you.

Oh, geez.

- Oh my god.

- Hey, no, no, no, no,

don't, don't touch it,

stop, stop that, look

at me, look at me,

you're gonna make it worse,

okay, don't touch that.

- Let's put him in here.

- Move, I'll get him.

F***.

Oh, sh*t, no, no,

no, I can't move him,

look, look, I think

he broke his leg.

- Okay.

- Hey, hey, we gotta

get him to the hospital,

he's losing too much blood.

- Jesse, we can't go to the

hospital, we can't go outside.

Someone's out there.

Okay, Zach said they're

not gonna come in here,

so we just need to stay in here.

- Where the f*** is Zach?

- Oh my god.

Zach, what happened?

- I need them, Emily, they heal.

- They heal.

- What did he say?

- He said they heal.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- All the things on the

windows and the witchcraft

and the basement, it

has to do with the book.

- What book, Emily?

- The Goetia, it talks about

being able to summon demons

straight from hell and...

People think they can help.

- Help how?

- Take over the

body and heal it.

- Come on, that's

f***ing bullshit, Emily.

- Well, Jesse, that's what I

thought, too, but look around.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

there has to be a logical

explanation for this,

everything has a

reasonable explanation.

- Okay, there's a

logical explanation

for Michelle ripping her body

open and trying to kill you,

and there's a logical explanation

for those things outside?

- I don't know, maybe it's a

f***ing virus or something.

- Oh, it's a virus

that's making Zach talk.

Look at Woodrow for god sakes.

- What about god?

- What?

- Well, where is he?

If all these demons

and hell exists,

that means god's out there

somewhere watching us,

well, where the f*** is he?

What d'you say?

- Your god is dead.

- Hit his head.

- Do you think he's...

- I don't know, em,

all I do know is that

if you're right about

this book and stuff,

it's just a matter of time

until one of us becomes that.

- No, just.

- They've all been hurt pretty

badly when turned and...

F***, em, look at me.

- No, Jesse, I won't

let them take you.

- No, no, look.

If they get inside me,

don't hesitate.

- Jesse, get the pills.

- Emily, come on, I

don't wanna go alone.

- Jesse, please.

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