Clowntown Page #4

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Still is if the law has anything to say.

Your son's one of the clowns.

- He killed those girls!

- Don't you put that on Ricky!

It wasn't little Ricky's fault what happened.

He's a good boy.

A very good boy.

Not Ricky's fault, huh?

Is that why Frank left you?

After what happened?

A mother has stronger ties

than a father does.

Always been...

...always will be.

And a mother always...

...always has to protect her son.

No matter what.

Stupid!

You don't want to disappoint

Mommy now, do you?

All right, there's the gazebo.

Come on, let's go.

All right, this is our chance, come on.

- Wait.

- What?

That could be our ticket out of here.

You think we can drive that thing?

It's worth a shot.

All right, come on.

All right, go, go.

Mike?

Mike!

Oh, come on, wake up!

Help me, please.

Jill?

Baby, can you hear me?

Jill?

Let me go.

Let me go!

- Get me out of this chair!

- Mike?

Goddammit! Let me go!

Get me out of this chair! Let me go!

Let me go!

Goddammit!

- Get me out of here! Goddammit!

- Oh, sheriff! Help us, please!

Shut up!

Mike.

Shut... shut her up. Shut her up, man!

Just shut her the hell up!

Shut her the hell up!

Get her to shut up! I'm telling you,

get her to shut up!

Get her to shut up, man!

Oh, my God, please!

Oh, God!

I told you to just shut her up, not kill her.

What the hell's wrong with you?

What is wrong with you guys?

How am I gonna cover this up now?

What's wrong with you guys?

I told you to shut her up, man! Not kill her!

I don't know, blind her or something!

I'm done covering up for y'all!

Did you hear me? You little f***!

I've been covering for you

since high school! All your little b*tches!

I've been covering for you! I'm f***ing done!

Did you hear me? Did you f***ing hear me?

I'm f***ing done! I'm done!

I'm here. I'm gonna get you out of this.

- How did you find me?

- I followed one of them here.

Ow.

I gotta find Mike.

I gotta get Mike. Stay here.

Mike.

Mike.

Mike, I'm here, I'm here.

I'm gonna get you out this.

Where... where's Jill?

Come on.

Wait, stop, stop.

- Get me out of here.

- Mike!

- Almost there!

- He's coming! He's coming!

Oh, my God, he's coming, hurry up and go!

- Get me out of here!

- Let's go! Oh, God.

- Come on, let's go!

- I can't, my hands...

...they're nailed to the chair.

- We're not leaving you!

- We have to go!

- We have to go!

- We can't leave you!

Go!

We have to go, let's go!

- Tell Aunt Myrtle to go f*** herself!

- Brad, we have to go!

Mike! We have to go!

We have to go!

Go!

He's coming, Brad!

He's coming, Brad!

Let's go! Oh, my God, he's coming in the car.

Mike's dead! Let's go, let's go!

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