Cats Kill Page #3

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call him,

if that's what

you're getting at.

You know I love to share.

- [Alana] Liz.

- Come on, remember

sophomore year?

I'm sure he would not mind.

- That was a long time ago.

- And New Years.

- Shut up, that's not fair.

Totally different story.

- Okay, okay, you're

tired, I get it.

Maybe tomorrow.

- Thanks for the offer, pervert.

No means no.

- Suit yourself.

- [Ron] What are you

guys talking about?

- Nothing.

Going to go to bed.

- Ron, I was wondering if you

could help me with something.

- Sure, what do you need?

- I would love to

take a hot shower.

- Okay, how can

I help with that?

- I don't think that the

water's working right.

You seemed pretty good

with that gas pump.

I was wondering if

you could check out

the pipes or whatever.

- Fourth generation plumber

here, at your service.

I gotta say though,

I'm kinda shocked Alana hasn't

gotten around to it yet.

- Oh, she takes really cold

showers, and she didn't notice.

I like really,

really hot showers.

- Most girls do.

I'll go and check it out.

- Thanks so much, Ron,

I'll be right there.

- Good night, Ron.

- [Ron] Good night, Alana.

- Last chance.

- Good night, Liz.

- [Liz] Hey there.

(moaning)

(high pitched tones)

(moaning continues)

- [Rikki] What are you doing?

- F***, Rikki, I'm just reading.

- Is that what you call it?

- What'd you see?

- Nothing.

Don't sweat it, sicko.

I'm sure we're putting

on quite the show.

- [Alana] Putting on

my headphones now.

(electronic dance music)

(fire crackling)

(crows cawing)

- [Liz] Good morning.

Keep going.

(screaming)

- Stephen?

Stephen, Stephen, Stephen.

Oh my God.

- [Alana] Liz, run!

- He's dead.

Jesus Christ, he's dead.

- Rikki, you have to calm down.

- He's not okay.

He's dead.

- [Liz] Holy sh*t.

- Tell us what happened.

- What happened?

He's dead.

- Rikki, you need to calm down

and tell us what happened.

- [Rikki] Look at him.

- He's breathing.

- [Liz] God, see, Rik?

You didn't kill anybody.

- He was just passed out?

- He's breathing.

He's not dead.

- [Alana] He doesn't look good.

- How much did he have?

- We need to leave right now.

- No, we have to

call an ambulance.

- [Rikki] No way, I'm

not going to jail.

- [Liz] No, I agree with Alana.

He needs to go to the hospital.

- [Rikki] They'll lock me up.

- No one's gonna lock you up.

- Up here, are you kidding me?

- They can't lock you up,

you didn't do anything.

- Shut up, okay?

Everyone just shut

up for a second.

Nobody's going to prison.

Nobody's gonna do anything.

I'll handle it.

- Ron, we need to

call the police.

- No, no, we don't.

- You're not actually

agreeing with her.

- Look, Steve's my friend.

Whatever happened to him,

getting the police here's

not gonna help anybody.

- What are you talking about?

He needs a doctor.

- He just needs to sleep it off.

- [Liz] His eyes are open.

- He's jut really passed out.

It happens all the time.

- Are you crazy?

I'm calling 911.

- No.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- Listen, I'm trying

to help, okay?

Your friend's right.

If you call the police,

I can guarantee you won't

be leaving here tomorrow.

Between the cocaine and

whatever else you guys were

doing up here, there'll

be a certified witch hunt.

Look, you don't know how

bored the cops are up here.

Finding a scene like this

would really make their year,

and they'd love to make

an example out of a couple

of naive girls from the city.

- [Rikki] See, I told you.

- We didn't do anything.

- That's right, you

didn't do anything, okay?

Stephen will be fine, trust me.

He'll wake up with a

five alarm headache,

and he'll laugh,

and we'll laugh.

And then you can

all go back home.

- [Liz] I don't like this.

- It's either that

or the county jail.

Trust me, I've had enough

experience there myself.

- Then we need to get

out of here like now.

- Yeah, let's go.

- You can't go anywhere.

- What?

- Excuse me?

- You need to return the keys

and sh*t tomorrow, right?

You can't just

abandon this place.

- Not if we call Jim and tell

him we'll be leaving today.

Liz, can you call?

- [Rikki] You think

explaining this to Jim

will be any easier?

- We don't have

any other options.

- I'm calling Jim.

- And tell him what?

That we partied too hard and

we have to leave immediately?

Oh and by the way, don't mind

the comatose yokel over there.

I'll come to in a minute.

Don't be ridiculous.

- [Ron] I'm telling you--

- I won't call Jim.

- Don't call anyone, okay?

I'll go get Steve's brother Ben.

He'll know what to do.

- You're gonna leave

us here with him?

- Ben lives right

down the road, okay?

I'll be right back with him.

He'll take Stephen home,

and then you can call Jim,

and then you can

run back to the city

or whatever you want to do.

- [Rikki] Why can't you

just bring him with you?

- You don't know Steve's mom.

I'm more afraid of

her than the police,

and you guys should be too.

Somebody help me move him.

- Not it.

- Not it.

- You guys just

start cleaning up.

We're out of here tonight.

- [Ron] Listen, I know this

is out of your comfort zone,

but trust me, it's

the right move.

- [Alana] Save it, I just

want to get out of here

as quickly as possible.

- [Ron] Sure.

- And this, what

we're doing right now,

way beyond out of

my comfort zone.

- I'm sorry.

- Do you think they'd

actually throw Rikki in jail?

Your dumb ass friend would

be on his way to the hospital

and not in the hands of

a high school dropout

and an accountant.

- I'm sorry, you're

an accountant?

- Cute.

- I'll be right back.

Don't do anything crazy.

- What if he wakes up?

- He's not waking

up any time soon.

- I don't know.

Get him a glass of water maybe.

You know the drill.

- [Liz] What do we tell him?

- Just say Ben's on his way.

- [Alana] Thanks.

- No problem.

- What's the matter?

- Stephen's unconscious.

- Oh my God.

- He must've taken

the girls' drinks

or something last night.

I knew those girls

wouldn't drink that sh*t.

- Okay, that's not a problem.

We can just--

- Cat, they're freaking out.

Trying to leave town.

Talking about calling the cops.

I got them to stay put,

but I don't know how long.

- Ron, it's fine.

You will go back, and I

will arrive shortly after.

We will get them one by one,

just like we talked about.

- No, they're expecting

me to come back with Ben.

- [Cat] Who?

- Stephen's brother, I had

to tell them something.

They were gonna call the cops.

- You go now.

I will follow.

- Cat, I don't wanna

do this anymore.

- Babe, you're overthinking it.

- It just got too

messed up too quick.

We can go back.

We can get Stephen out.

It's like nothing even happened.

And besides, those girls,

they don't even deserve it.

Look, they didn't do anything.

They're not that bad.

(unwrapping cigarettes)

What?

- Nothing.

You're just abandoning your

own brainchild, that's all.

- This wasn't my...

- Ron, you poor baby.

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