Dead Hooker in a Trunk Page #3

or something.

- Are you okay?

You're not gonna...

- Be-ugh.

Beautiful.

- Oh, f***.

Sorry.

- Just hold it there.

- How are you?

'Cause I don't think

I can do this

without depth perception.

- Oh, you've got to be

f***ing kidding me.

- He was in Boy Scouts.

It'll be fine.

I'll talk you through it.

- It's okay.

He probably knows

what he's doing.

- Just do it!

- What do I do?

- Just sew it up.

Like a quilt or something.

- I'm sorry.

- Oh, my God!

- Just under and over.

- How do you know what to do?

- It's almost done.

- Ouchies!

- It's almost done.

- Oh, sh*t!

- It's okay.

- Don't puke in my arm.

- Tie it around tight.

Okay.

All right.

That's it.

That's it.

- Careful with the hook.

- Okay.

- Awesome.

- Well, I can't believe

it actually worked.

- I'm not sure that it did.

- It looks fine.

- Well, it'll have to do.

I'm going to go bury the body.

You guys just wait here,

and I'll bring you to

the hospital after I'm done.

- No, wait.

- Dude!

Don't start with me.

- We should go with you.

- What?

- We should go with you.

We'll go together.

- Yeah.

We're all in this together.

- Okay.

Right.

- Can you give me a hand?

- I'm good.

- Oh, f***.

- Sorry.

- You got her?

- Okay.

Sh*t.

- Okay, come on.

- All right.

Is she dead?

- Well, she is now.

- Guys.

No.

No, thanks.

I don't want any.

- It's medicinal.

- Not bad for your first time.

- Whatever.

- Just f***ing with you.

Sh*t.

You need to lighten up.

You're nutty.

- I really like you.

No.

No, I do-

you and my sister.

I think you're both really cool.

I'm really happy

that we're, uh...

That we're friends right now.

You know, in a really

f***ed-up way,

this is probably

the most fun I've ever had.

- You know what?

Some of this sh*t you don't even

need drugs to enjoy.

- F***, man.

We should have just buried her.

- We can't just leave her there.

- You know, back there,

it was probably

just muscle contractions.

- She sat up,

and she was breathing.

- No, um...

- She looked at you.

- Yeah, man.

It's creepy.

Rigor mortis is f***ed.

- You guys are at peace.

Because-because she-

- You know what

I've been thinking?

I've been thinking

about thinking.

'Cause, I mean, usually

you think about things, like,

that you've seen or people,

but, I mean, a blind person?

If you've never thought about-

you know, if you've never

seen anything,

then what do you think about?

I guess you could-

I guess you could

kind of, like, feel stuff.

Or-

Yeah, yeah,

you could feel stuff.

But, I mean, I guess

you'd come up with

some pretty f***ed-up sh*t.

You know, I'm really glad

we could have this conversation.

I really feel like

you get me.

I do.

That's awesome.

Dude, I thought

you just had to take a piss.

- I'm just gonna be a minute.

- You touched her bum.

- Sorry?

- I did too.

- Oh, you've got to be

f***ing kidding me.

Start the car!

F***ing motherf***er!

F***er!

You!

Mother!

F***er!

- You son of a whore

that fucks his mother.

I'm going to miss my youth group

meeting for this sh*t?

I'm going to get

that dirty hotel manager

to ride your f***ing ass.

What do you think

of that, cowboy, huh?

You ever been skull-f***ed

after an ass-rape?

Jesus doesn't love you.

Oh, my goodness!

- That was awesome!

- Oh, my God,

are you okay?

Oh, my goodness!

- It's okay.

You didn't get my good eye.

Really.

- Guys, this is probably the guy

who killed the hooker.

- Probably?

Oh, probably.

What the hell were you thinking?

- Oh, I was thinking,

"Gee, wouldn't it be nice

"if this f***ing guy

wasn't f***ing dragging me

down the f***ing road."

- Stop fighting!

- Shut the f*** up!

- Don't tell him to shut up!

You guys.

F***.

My arm is f***ing ripped off.

I need to go

to a f***ing hospital

before I f***ing bleed to death.

Chill out.

- Guys, we take

the f***ing hooker,

and we dump the body

on the side of the road.

We keep driving.

That's what we do.

- I'm not being a part of this

if you guys

are just dumping her.

I'm going to go to church,

if you guys need me,

praying for you two,

not for me, because I'm still

going to heaven, so...

Probably.

Sorry.

- God bless you, f***er.

- What the f*** was that?

Sis, I'm sorry.

We should be celebrating.

It's over.

- Yeah, you know what?

I'm going home.

F*** you.

- What about you?

I'll take you

to a f***ing hospital.

- Hi, there.

Could I get a cab, please?

Heading to North Van.

By cash.

Actually, could you please

take me downtown?

- All by yourself, huh?

- I guess so.

- You gonna go see your friends?

- I've been spending a lot of

time with my friends, actually.

I think it's time

to take a break.

- I see.

Girl problems, huh?

- You have no idea.

- Well, they can be

a lot of trouble.

Is she pretty?

- Actually, two of them

just scare the heck out of me.

And the other one probably

might have been pretty one day,

back when she was more fresher.

The other one is just amazing.

- Amazing.

Is she the special one?

- To me, she is.

She's perfect,

and I just want to spend

all of my time with her.

- Except now, of course.

You can't just leave her

when things get hard, you know?

You have to man up.

Go get your girl.

- That's a good idea.

- How'd you get so smart?

- I got to keep

trusting in God

I got to be dependent

on Him

Trust him,

oh, my Lord

Yeah .

- And I believe this is

where you get off.

This is going to be

on the house.

And, hey, always remember,

Jesus loves everybody.

- I know.

- Indeed.

- Dude, you're not even

coming in with me?

F***, man.

F*** you.

F*** you.

- F*** you!

- I'm here for you.

- But how did you get here?

- I don't know.

Where are we?

This is her house.

I thought maybe

we could go inside

and find a clue or something.

- Maybe she has a family,

and we can give her

a proper burial.

- Right.

Well.

- It smells bad in here.

- Yeah, sort of.

- I don't think

we should be in here.

- Maybe someone wanted her dead?

Hello?

- Get it off the puppy!

- Me?

- I don't want to touch it.

Quickly.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

It's heavy.

- What are you doing?

- We can't just leave him here.

- Okay.

- Ha!

- Did you see the paper

in there?

It says there's a serial killer

on the loose, on the loose,

and hookers

have been disappearing,

which means they didn't have

anything to do with it.

They're just so drunk and high

all the time

that they didn't even

realize it.

- Okay.

- We need to find them.

- Okay.

- Sh*t.

I wish we had a car.

- I have a car.

So this is fun.

- Yeah, it will be once

I get this thing working.

I think I dropped it.

- What is it?

- Well, you know how my sister

takes off all the time?

I put a GPS in her phone.

I thought this would be

a good way to keep track of her.

- That is so neat.

- Yeah, except it

isn't working right now.

- Here.

- Actually,

it's kind of complicated.

- There you go.

- You fixed it.

- I want to buy you some food.

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