Clowntown Page #3

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Sit, here. Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit.

Here.

Great.

So this is your home. So where's Jill?

You deaf, old man?

Water?

Uh... do you have a... a car?

Or a phone we can use?

No car, no phone neither.

- What were you doing in the junkyard?

- Shopping.

- For what?

- Eh, stuff.

Listen, mister,

we appreciate the hospitality...

Frank! Name is Frank.

Frank, we appreciate the hospitality,

but we can't stay here, we need the police.

Listen, you crazy old bastard!

No cops, you got it? No cops.

No cops.

Sit down.

So there's no police around here?

The county sheriff,

he just don't come around very much.

I don't get it, there's one cop in town?

Where's everybody at?

First, eat, eh?

This guy is clearly insane.

Let's just leave him be and go find Jill.

Look, I know this night's been crazy,

but we will find Jill.

But first we gotta figure out

what we're gonna do.

Fine, whatever.

Listen, this guy knows something.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no, oh, my God, please let me go!

Oh, please!

Oh, my God, please!

Oh, my God, please!

Oh, no.

I'm gonna make you so pretty.

You doin' okay?

Hey.

Hey.

We're gonna make it through this, I promise.

You know I never even liked

country music that much anyway.

I know. I just wanted us to have a fun night.

Me, too.

At least we're in this together.

Could be worse.

We could be eating that food.

What is that?

You gonna eat that?

No.

That's you in this picture.

With your family.

A long time ago.

What happened?

Clowns.

This town used to be a train hub, years ago.

It was a nice place to live.

Before the big wreck.

After that there wasn't much to it...

...there wasn't much sense

in sticking around, you know?

The jobs left, folks soon followed.

People that stayed,

they mostly just keep to themselves.

Some girls went missing

about that same time...

...between the wreck and the girls,

people got spooked.

What about the clowns?

The clowns.

Clowns are like a...

...like a pack of dogs...

...or ghosts.

Haunted this town for years.

You'll hear people whisper about 'em,

but you won't hear 'em talk about 'em.

Through the years,

more and more people went missing.

They never... never catch anybody.

Find anybody.

Some people think the clowns don't exist.

People say the people who went missing...

...it's 'cause they just went off

to find a better life.

Get back here, you stupid dog!

Son of a b*tch! Motherf***er.

Stupid dog.

What are you looking at?

I told you he was a f***ing screw-up.

Yes. Next time, believe me.

Uh, hey, listen, I gotta go.

I'll talk to you Monday, bye.

A**hole.

People are in denial.

People that live here...

...they lock their doors at night.

The people that live here, they stay inside.

The clowns own this town now.

I heard rumors of clowns in this town, but

I thought it was bullshit to scare people.

I heard it all started

with some crazy messed up family.

I don't know nothing 'bout that.

What about other people

that have come through here?

Them people that come through,

they don't stay long.

There's nothing here.

Ones that do.

- You've seen what could happen, eh?

- You said you knew where Jill was.

Where is she?

Yeah, I think...

What was that?

No.

It can't be.

- What about Jill?

- Shh.

We need to leave here now!

- Go!

- Come on.

They usually don't come in here.

They must want you guys pretty bad.

- We didn't do anything.

- You got away, that's enough.

I don't think I can hear him anymore.

Dylan!

- Dylan!

- Dylan!

Dylan?

Come on, man. You wanna do this?

Nice f***ing makeup job.

- Dylan!

- It's too late.

Dylan!

Dylan! Dylan!

F*** you, man!

Dylan?

- Come on, let's go!

- This way, quick!

- Are you all right?

- In here, in here!

Here, go, go, go.

Come on.

Come on.

There's nowhere to go.

Brad, are you okay?

Get up!

I said get up!

My God.

Where's Dylan?

What the hell?

- That's Jill's phone.

- How the hell does he have that?

He was in the diner.

- What do you mean?

- I remember seeing this tattoo before.

- He was the busboy.

- Mother...

- Mike, wait!

- We gotta go!

- They're gonna come back looking for ya!

- He's right. We gotta go.

We gotta go now, come on, Sarah.

You're coming with us, right?

With this bum leg, I'll just slow you down.

Besides, this is still my home.

- Where did they take Jill?

- I'll write it down for ya.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, please.

Oh, no, did my dolly get left outside...

...by those dirty boys?

We don't like dirty boys, do we? No, no, no.

But we do like ponies, don't we?

I love ponies. They're my favorite.

You like ponies, don't you?

You love ponies just like I do.

Please stop. Please.

- Oh, my God, please!

- I love you so much.

My beautiful little porcelain doll.

You can't be sad and this pretty.

Oh.

Please let me go.

Oh, my God, please let me go.

Oh, please.

All right, come on, let's go.

Oh, nice, the keys?

Oh, thank God.

We'll find Jill and get the hell out of here.

All right, the turn should be...

What the hell is that?

- Why are you stopping?

- How did he get here?

Come on, guys, we need to keep moving.

Just hold on, something's wrong.

Brad, we need to get Jill

and get the f*** out of here.

Brad.

- Brad!

- Just stay in the truck.

- Brad! Brad!

- Stay in the truck!

Frank, is that you?

Frank.

Frank?

Frank?

Oh, my God, Frank!

They did this to you.

Come on.

- Jesus.

- Oh, my God.

Frank, tell me what to do.

Helping you was enough.

Oh, God.

Go.

Sarah!

- Go, go, go. Brad!

- I'll find you!

Hey!

Hello.

Hello? I need help.

Hello?

Hello.

I'm sorry for coming in like this,

but I need your help.

There's been a murder,

I need to find the police.

Please, can you help me?

Can you help me?

What are you doing

hanging out around here at night?

Don't you know...

...it's dangerous, playing outside at night.

Bad things can happen.

Bad things.

- I need help, do you have a car?

- A car?

No use for a car.

My son brings his mama everything she needs.

Your son, that's great. I just need

a car or a way out of here...

...I got separated from my friends.

I think you should just stay with me.

My son will help you.

- Yes, he will.

- When will he be here?

Soon.

Very soon.

I think... I think we lost 'em.

We have to find Brad!

We have to find Jill. We'll send for

the cops, Brad can take care of himself.

- He's your best friend!

- And what's Jill?

Brad had the directions.

F***!

All right. We gotta get back to town.

Town? We need to get back to the truck!

Those clowns are gonna be waiting for us.

Town is the only place we all know...

...that's where Brad will go, I promise you.

Come on, we gotta go, let's go.

You were living here

back during the train wreck.

And when those girls went missing.

Word had it those girls were sticking

their noses where they didn't belong.

Not polite to do that.

Is that right?

A mama has to protect her son.

A son has to protect his mama.

Frank...

...he was your husband.

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