Dark Country Page #2
Look around. Do you see a light?
Do you? No! How could you get us lost?
We're not lost. Goddamn road has
to lead somewhere, doesn't it?
Just keep trying your cell.
Doesn't find... There's nothing.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, wasn't this where we found him?
Must have passed it already. There's no car.
-See if he's still breathing.
-No way.
No.
He's still got a pulse, but it's weak.
He's lost a lot of blood. F***.
It's your fault, you know.
You're the one who's driving.
You should know where we're going.
Hey, somebody messed with the road signs
or something.
-Right.
-Something.
I'm telling you. I didn't make a wrong turn.
-Jesus.
-So what if I did?
This guy would be dead by now
if we hadn't come along.
Is this how you handle stress?
Just go on the attack?
We're lost in the desert
in the middle of the f***ing night.
This guy is gonna die
if we don't get him help.
Thank you for the support.
All the same.
All? What's that supposed to mean, all?
Who all? Not the first impulse you've made
on this little drive?
No!
Hey, buddy. You've been in an accident.
We're getting you help.
-Oh, God. What... What is this?
-It's gonna be all right.
We found you on the side of the road.
You've been in a bad accident.
What the hell is this?
Just try to lie back down.
We'll be there soon.
-Are you okay?
-Oh, God!
-Take it easy, buddy. It's all right.
-No, no. This isn't happening. No.
-What?
-Stop the car.
-I gotta get out.
-You're hurt pretty bad.
-Let me out! Stop the car!
-Take it easy. Come on.
-We're trying to get you help.
-Stop the f***ing car!
Hey! Hey! You're in shock.
-Where's the highway?
-You've been in a bad accident.
Where's the highway?
Just try to breathe.
-Where's the highway?
-Almost there.
-You two are lost, aren't you?
-No, we're not lost. We're fine.
Highway's just right up ahead.
Did you see anybody else back there?
-You mean in the car?
-On the road!
Did you pass anyone?
We haven't seen anyone on this road
except for you.
This is a f***ing nightmare.
Just hang in there, buddy.
We're getting you help fast as we can.
We're gonna get you to a hospital.
-Okay?
-I don't think we're gonna make it.
Lie back down. Try to relax.
I think I need a cigarette.
Might not be such a great idea.
Cigarette.
Light.
I wouldn't move around too much
if I were you.
Get away from him.
Excuse me, you okay?
Look, if you're in some kind of trouble...
It's fine, you don't have to talk.
You'd like that, wouldn't you,
if I just kept my mouth shut?
-Dick.
-Hey, take it easy.
You don't have any f***ing idea
of what's going on here, do you?
Man, we're just trying to... Wait a minute.
What did you say?
Do I know you?
What do you mean?
My name, you said my name. Dick.
Richard, actually.
You look like a Dick.
Hey, pal, we're just trying to help you here.
You know?
-Yeah, don't mind me. I'm delirious.
-Jesus Christ.
Okay, Dick, I got a little question for you.
You ready?
-You ever been to Cheetahs?
-Cheetahs? What's that?
A little strip club, downtown Vegas.
-Can't say that I have.
-That's too bad, you know.
It's a nice place. There are good girls there.
Who are you talking about?
They're just doing
what they have to do to survive. Right?
Hey, pal, what're you saying?
You trying to freak us out?
I'm sorry. I don't want to upset you.
It's just... It's been a little bit
of a rough night, you know?
For all of us.
All right, buddy, all right.
Hey, you better tell us
what happened back there, huh?
Have you ever been murdered before?
Buddy, what the f*** is your problem?
-Sorry, Dick...
-It's Richard.
Look, we're trying to be good people here.
But if you're gonna be a nutcase,
I'll kick you back out on that road.
I don't give a damn how bad you're hurt.
You got it?
I'm sorry.
You do something we should know about?
Somebody after you?
-No.
-You in some kind of trouble?
Let's just drive.
-I'm just scared.
-Let's just get him where he needs to go.
-Don't...
-Let's get out of here.
-Don't leave me.
-Let's go.
Oh, yeah.
All right.
All right.
Let's get you to a hospital.
Is that the freeway?
Thank God.
We're there.
Only way out.
We're gonna get you help, buddy.
One way out.
And I didn't ever want to hurt you.
Get off of him, motherf***er!
Stop it. Stop it.
He tried to kill me.
You saw, he attacked me.
"Only way out." What does that mean?
I don't know.
The f***ing guy is obviously crazy.
He tried to kill you. He tried to kill you.
Jesus Christ, what are we gonna do?
Go to the police. Tell them what happened.
We were...
I picked him up, tried to help him.
He attacked me. I didn't have a choice.
It was... It was self-defense.
Self-defense? Look at him.
You think they're really gonna believe that?
Does that look like self-defense to you?
No. No!
We picked him up just like it happened,
and he died on the way to get help.
Look...
Look, I'm not an expert
on police forensics or anything,
but I don't think it's gonna take a genius
to figure out what happened here,
you know, especially since
I'm wearing most of his brains.
Let's just leave him. Let's leave him.
Let's get the f*** out of here.
You realize what this will do?
We leave him here, we're tied to this.
Our lives are over.
You know that, don't you?
If they don't believe us.
Well, let's just take him on our honeymoon.
"Pardon me,
do you have a valet for our luggage?
"And don't mind the dead body."
This isn't happening. This isn't happening.
This can't be happening.
We'll bury him.
Bury him.
Out there with the scorpions and the snakes,
no one will ever find him.
No one. Ever.
Yeah.
He knew your name.
How'd he know your name?
Satisfied?
This is crazy, but I'm gonna ask.
You didn't know that guy from somewhere,
did you?
-What are you talking about?
-I don't know.
Vegas or something.
I've never seen that f***ing guy
in my life before.
-Don't know him. Never met him.
-Okay, forget it.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Hey. Hey.
Remember this?
Yeah.
-He's still alive.
-He's dead.
He's...
-He's not...
-Listen. Just listen.
You heard it.
-I heard something.
-What if he's alive?
What are you gonna do?
I don't know.
He could say that you attacked him.
F***.
-This far enough?
-No. Keep going.
If I gotta do this by myself,
we're gonna be out here all night.
Okay.
-You ready?
-Yeah.
We're not being smart about this.
-They always find the body.
-They're not going to find this body.
How can you be sure?
What if an animal digs it up?
Let's hope it's hungry.
Jesus.
Maybe you should just turn yourself in.
Well, you're the one who killed him.
It's just...
Let's get something straight.
We're in this together,
for better or for worse, remember?
I'm sure this is what they had in mind.
Look, we're gonna get through this.
We're gonna bury this f***er,
get back in the car,
drive away and forget it ever happened.
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