Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever Page #5

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Do it, b*tch!

Just a little bit further.

You've gotta get up.

I lost too much blood.

You've got to

get out of here.

Go go.

Just come on, come on.

You're gonna be fine.

- You gotta go.

- No.

- Get up.

- He's there! Get him on the horn!

No. John, we've got to go.

We gotta go, we gotta go.

Come on, come on,

cOMe On, cOMe On.

No no no!

No no no no!

Go go go!

Go! Run!

Ow! Ow! Run!

Run! F*** you!

Somebody!

Please! Please!

Please help me!

Please!

Stop the car!

Please! Please!

Please stop the car!

Please please!

Stop stop!

Please!

What seems to be

the trouble?

I need to go to the hospital.

Please help me, please!

What the f*** happened?

Your old man kicked you around?

No, I just need to go

to the hospital, you guys! Please!

- Come on in.

- Please!

This is my cousin Herman

and I'm Winston.

Thank you. Winston, can we just

please get out of here?

- Please? Please?

- F***in' A!

Hit it, Herman.

Break a leg, whore.

F*** you, troll.

And don't touch

my stuff, b*tch.

That is hot.

I think that chick goes

to my kid's high school.

Man, that's f***ing hot.

Yeah, right?

Yeah.

Yeah!

I'd still f*** her.

No doubt.

Honey, how old are you?

Old enough.

Excuse me.

You okay?

Honey, you-

you just make me so hot.

What the f***?

F***ing b*tch.

God.

Hey.

The song wasn't over.

F***ing whores.

Prom blows.

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Abu Essa

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