Cornered! Page #5

Jimmy, that you?

- What?

- The meat slicer... it's gone.

- Steve, get up here now!

- Why? What is it?

Someone's just taken

the meat slicer!

Take it easy. It's just Jimmy

trying to creep me out.

A**hole left a trail of ketchup

leading down to the basement...

trying to make it look

like blood, the d*ckhead.

Steve, come on!

He used to pull this sh*t,

all the time when he was a kid...

I'll be right back, okay?

Keep watching the monitors.

F***, Jimmy!

Jimmy.

Jimmy! You down there?

Ooh, he must have passed out,

all the blood he lost.

Can't you get the camera

to follow him?

That's what I'm trying to do.

Hmm. Looks like

we're having a party.

A**hole.

Ooh, Jimmy!

I'm so scared.

My a**hole

is so puckering.

Spooky, spooky!

I see you, shithead.

Right behind the packing cases.

I followed your trail

of ketchup, d*ckhead!

So,

wh... what do they

call you?

Jerky Face?

Or, uh... maybe just

Jerk-off for short?

Hey, you can stop

clowning around now, okay?

I was just trying

to be a dad.

It's still no good.

Try the button on the left.

Oh, my God!

- What the f...

- No.

Please.

You don't have to do this!

Please! Please!

Please.

You don't have to do this.

Please.

Let me go!

You f***ing creep!

Let me go!

No! Oh! Oh!

Leave him alone, you f***ing bastard!

Leave him alone!

You f***ing a**hole.

No! No! No! No!

Look what he did to him!

Look at what he f***ing did to him!

Okay. The basement door has a dead bolt!

We can lock him in there!

We can lock... Okay. Holy sh*t.

Donny, come on!

Sh*t!

Help!

Somebody help us!

Help! Help!

- We're being attacked!

- Help, please!

What do we do now?

- We're trapped in here.

- Wait.

Who's usually the first person

in here in the morning?

Morty. Morty. He drops off

the papers around 5:30.

We're just gonna have to

hold out till then.

Somebody f***ing help us!

The killer is in here!

F***ing help!

No one's coming.

We're on our own.

- Wait. Let's find a weapon.

- Okay.

Oh, my God,

we're gonna f***ing die!

We're gonna f***ing die!

We're gonna f***ing die!

For Christ's sake!

Donny, we're not dead yet!

Oh, my God.

I see what he's doing.

He's killing us in the ways

that we said we'd kill him.

Oh, my God.

Come on, come on.

I see it. It's in her hand.

Oh, my God.

- She's f***ing frozen solid.

- The battery's dying.

God, she's gotta have the keys on her

somewhere. Come on.

Hello? Clyde!

Listen to me.

This battery's about to die.

No, listen. We're trapped in a shop

with a killer, and...

No, this isn't Mona!

What do you mean,

I've got a cool style?

This isn't some jerk-off line,

you f***ing moron!

There's nothing. No keys. Jimmy...

Jimmy's got the keys! I'll be back.

No, Mona's dead.

And we're gonna be dead too unless

you stop asking these stupid f***ing...

Are you whacking off?

- 911. What's your...

- Hello? Hello?

F***!

Jess, I found them.

Donny, run! Upstairs!

Help!

Can somebody hear me?

Somebody

f***ing help us!

Hide. Hide.

Oh, sh*t!

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

- Sh*t! He's coming.

- F***, f***.

What?

- Now what?

- Shh.

Do you think he's gone?

I don't know. I don't know.

I didn't see him...

I didn't see him

go right downstairs.

I didn't hear him

go back downstairs.

Do you think it's safe

to open the door a little?

Jess, listen.

I'm sorry

I got you into this.

It's okay, Donny.

Don't...

It's not your fault.

We'll get out of this.

What was that?

Wait, you heard that, right?

Was it him?

It sounded like it was coming

from downstairs.

It sounded like

a truck pulling up.

It must be Morty.

What do you think he's gonna do

when he sees the store's closed?

Did you call the police?

Jess, Jess, don't...

Jess, don't, don't!

- Don't...

- Donny, just stay here.

Steve!

Steve, you drunken bum, wake up!

Come on! It's time to open up!

- Morty!

- Well.

I see Steve put his wallet

where his mouth is. I like that.

We were attacked last night.

- It was that serial killer.

- What?

Jess, if this is some kinda joke...

- or something...

- It's not a joke!

Jimmy and Steve and Mona

are dead.

What? Are you kidding me?

He's downstairs!

Call the cops now!

Okay, okay.

Give these to them.

Tell them Donny and I

are trapped upstairs.

- You sure he's still downstairs?

- Yes!

And this is the guy with the 1/2-a-million

dollar reward on his head?

- Morty, just get the f***ing police!

- One second.

- One second.

- Morty!

He's in the basement. He's got

some sort of power tools going on...

- down there.

- Oh, no. Don't you even think about it!

If he's in the basement,

I can lock him in!

Are you crazy?

Listen to me!

Jess, I could really

use that reward.

What's going on?

He's after a piece

of that reward money.

What?

He thinks that he can

lock him in the basement.

- There's no door!

- Exactly.

Jess, listen, if he wants to be a hero,

it's his funeral, okay?

Jess, we are safe here.

- Yeah, we're safe, but what about Morty?

- Jess, please.

There's a killer down there!

Jess, we have to think

about ourselves.

Jesus, Donny,

we should help him!

Wait... Jess, wait.

F***! F***.

Jesus! Jess!

You scared the hell out of me!

What the hell are you doing?

He's down there!

I hear him walking around!

Are you sure?

One hundred percent.

Look, let's put some boxes here

and pen him in.

Yeah.

We got the f***er.

Now I wonder half a million bucks

split 3 ways is gonna be?

We got him!

Donny, we got him!

- Jess, it's Morty!

- What?

Cleanup on aisle three.

Come on.

Is he dead?

I don't know.

Let's hurry.

Donny!

Donny! No! Get up!

You can't do this to me now!

Mmm.

I almost won me a goldfish.

Donny Doughnut.

Look at you, huh?

I knew those doughnuts

were gonna be the death of you.

Let me go.

Let me go. Let me go.

Donny.

Donny Doughnut.

Where's Jess?

Where's Jess,

you sick f***?

Watch the language

there, Doughnut.

She's right behind you.

You didn't have to kill her,

you sick f***!

You didn't have to kill her!

Sick?

I'm sick?

No, everything I did tonight to them...

is what they said they were gonna do

to me if they caught me.

But I have the "get up and go"

to get it done.

Hmm?

You're a f***in' lunatic!

You're a f***in' lunatic!

I'm a lunatic?

For 25 years, I've been hauling

sh*t around here.

For 25 years, I've been listening

to losers like yourself...

talk about how you're

gonna be big shots.

About your dreams.

You know what?

I thought about my dreams.

Yeah, what about me?

This little voice in my head...

It said,

"What do you wanna do?

What were you born to do?"

- You're a twisted f***, you know that?

- Hmm? Twisted?

Hmm. The difference

between you and me, Donny boy,

is that I have a work ethic.

So,

Donny Doughnut.

Hmm.

What am I gonna do with you?

Hmm?

I've been thinking about this.

How am I gonna...

finish you off?

No, wait. Wait!

Wait, wait, wait,

w... w... wait.

Wait? Wait?

Wait, wait, wait?

No. There's no waiting.

I'm behind schedule

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