Cooties Page #5
Oh, seaweed.
Oh.
I'm afraid that won't work.
No.
Oh.
Oh, the microwave.
This is the activation of
The emergency broadcast system
for the township
Of fort chicken, Illinois.
Effective immediately,
the mayor of fort chicken
Has announced mandatory
evacuations of neighborhoods
East of Winslow avenue.
Authorities are reporting
the spread
Of a highly contagious virus.
Reports say...
We're alone.
We're all gonna die, aren't we?
No. No, we're not.
There's a snack machine
in the teachers lounge, right?
Wade, how many people can fit
in your truck?
I told you,
it's a dual reow weeow...
Dual reow...
It's a dual rear wee...
Probably eight, max.
Where are the keys?
Up with my jacket.
Back in the teachers lounge,
which is impossible to get to.
Where does that lead?
Conditioning of air.
So this duct takes us
to the teachers lounge.
Guys, we take the duct
to the lounge.
We... We get Calvin something
from the vending machine,
We get back here, fix Calvin up,
and take the duct as close to
If we're near the office, we
should grab our cell phones too.
Right.
Yeah, but who's going up
into that thing?
Who's teensy-Weensy enough
to fit up...
me?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, I... No, I-I definitely don't
do brave stuff.
Like, I've never even been
camping.
Look, I-I have a blog.
I-I get excited about
apple products.
That's what I'm comfortable
with.
Here we go.
I'm trusting you
With my entire life.
Circle, circle, dot, dot.
Now you have a cooties shot.
It'll protect you.
Thanks, Tamra.
Remember, Clint, if you fail,
we're all gonna die.
I appreciate the update, Doug.
You're doing great.
Just trust yourself.
Yeah, and your cock is
Girthy, too.
Oh, f*** off, wade.
You f*** off.
Both of you cut it...
Both of you cut it out.
You know who you sound like?
You sound like your students.
I don't have students.
I'm not a teacher, I'm a writer.
Yeah, a self-Published
writer.
Guess what, I'm self-Published,
too.
Doug, do you wanna buy my book?
There are no words on this.
You know what?
I'm going, too.
Lucy, what are you doing?
You can't...
No! No, you are not!
You can't do anything
to stop me!
If I wanna go in the f***ing
air-Conditioning duct, I'll go!
I'm just gonna die anyway,
just like the rest of you
A**holes, so maybe I'm gonna try
and do something brave
of kindness in this cruel,
Shitty world
Of kindness and shitting
and peeing on them!
Since you're all gonna be dead
soon anyway, I should tell you,
I hate every single one of you.
Aah!
I'm coming with you whether you
like it or not, so shut up.
Okay.
This makes me so nervous.
He paces like this late at night
When he's on the phone, too.
It's so ridiculous.
How do you know that?
You better not let anything
happen to her, a**hole.
That's funny, because I was
thinking of letting
Really bad things happen to her.
I will squeeze up in there
and slap your dick off.
Thanks for coming to help me.
No problem.
I think this is it.
Careful...
oh, um...
do you have a dollar?
Yeah.
There's wade's keys.
if there's a phone.
No, no, no, wait for me.
No, we don't have time.
You get the candy bar.
I'm gonna get a phone.
Okay, be... Be careful.
Yeah.
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Sh*t!
Did you get it?
Did you get it?
I'm working on it!
Hurry up!
We're not gonna make it!
Go left!
Guys, heads up!
They did it.
Hey, look what we got for you.
The desk! The desk!
I don't know how much longer
I can hold this.
Aah!
Oh, my god! Oh, my god!
Miss Hanford!
Oh!
After the fifth
half-Eaten corpse you see,
It's... still horrifying
Horrifying.
Sh*t!
Guys, look out!
They're in the vents!
They're heading your way!
I'll get the locks.
More stuff, come on.
Here!
Here.
Let's go!
They're coming!
Straps!
Come on!
Got it!
Why do they pound?
What does all the pounding
accomplish?
Are you guys okay?
Yeah, we're all good.
Thanks for the heads up.
We are not all good!
We are trapped in here.
Oh, god, those kids are gonna
come in here.
They're gonna rip us to shreds.
Tracy, we get it.
You've got to calm down
right now!
I know. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm...
Calm!
I'm fine.
I'm calm.
Okay.
Thank you.
Calm down!
I'm calm!
I already said I was calm.
This is, like,
This probably isn't
The greatest timing,
but I have a confession to make.
When I saw you this morning,
I was only pretending
To be surprised.
I knew you taught here.
Wait, really?
I've been
pretty depressed lately,
And I just wanted to see you.
It... It's stupid.
I mean, we... We haven't had
a conversation in,
somehow.
Sorry, that's... That's so creepy.
No.
It's not creepy.
I heard you were in new York
following your dream
Of being a writer.
Oh, well, I have
another confession to make.
Remember when I-I said
I-I wasn't a teacher?
That was a lie, too.
That's what I was doing
in new York.
Really?
Yeah.
Yeah, I've been teaching
first grade for two years.
I mean, I thought
I would have free time to write,
On my free time,
but as it turns out,
There is no free time.
Teaching's the hardest job
In the world.
And I would look out at the kids
In my class,
Jealous of them.
They have the whole world
ahead of them.
Their whole lives ahead of them.
They have all these
opportunities
That have already passed me by.
Mm...
What?
Nothing, I was... gonna tell
you you were wrong,
But you sort of have a point.
Oh.
That's super comforting.
Thanks.
Oh!
I prob... I probably shouldn't
have done that.
I-I can't just barge into
your life like that.
Even if I do kind of hate
your boyfriend.
Just need a bottle of wine.
Right?
One of those backpacks
must have some beer in it.
Definitely Ritalin,
probably adderall, too.
Wait.
There's still so much
I haven't done.
Like... Like I've always wanted
to fire an Uzi.
I don't know.
I wanted a bunny.
growing up
And never got one.
You know what I want?
I wanna know why
my brother-In-Law
Makes tens times what I do.
And you know what he does
for a living?
for football games.
Like, you tell people
you're a teacher,
And they look at you like,
"oh, you must have wanted to do
Something else and you couldn't
get anything going."
And it's like, "f*** you, man.
I'm raising your kids."
I love my job,
Yeah.
I'm sorry that it took me
But...
I really actually like you guys.
with a prostitute
Who was nonwhite.
Is anybody there?
Wade?
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
Hey, listen, Lucy,
about today...
Wade, we can talk about this
another time.
Let's not talk about this
right now.
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