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F***ing kids.

Hope you're not seeing my

face when you pull that trigger.

Rickie!

Rickie man.

Come on, we've been friends too long.

Yeah, I thought we were

friends up until you punched me.

I'm sorry about that, all right?

And what about her, man.

You're sorry about that too?

That's why I came down here because

I need you to go back there with me, man.

No way, man.

F***ing forget it.

Rickie, please man.

Please, there's something you got to see.

It's real important, man.

It's really important.

If it's so important,

why don't you just tell me right here, JT.

Because you got to see it.

Man, you wouldn't believe me

if I just told you.

No.

No, JT.

I don't wanna be an accessory to whatever

sick sh*t you're doing, man.

Rickie, please.

You have to see this.

We're lettin' her go, JT, OK?

That's all there is to it, man.

And hopefully,

she doesn't send us to jail.

She's not going to send me to jail.

Why not?

I mean what did you do to her, JT?

What the f*** did you do to her, man?

F***in' killin' me...

F***, no way.

You can just tell me what you did to her, man.

She woke up.

She started to struggle,

of course, but she didn't scream.

No. She just sort of growled.

And tried to bite like a

wild f***ing dog, you know.

So, uh, I hit her

just enough

to make her stop, you know.

Oh, man.

But she didn't.

She sure did not stop.

She just kept gnashing

at me with those teeth.

So, I hit her again and it felt good.

You wouldn't know about that.

Then I hit her harder.

- What the f*** did you do, man?

- And harder and harder.

JT.

Needless to say, after a while,

she stopped moving.

For Christ's sakes, man.

You f***ing killed her.

You realize that man?

You f***ing killed her and you bring me down

her and show me a f***ing corpse, man?

Rickie!

You're a sick f***, man.

I've had enough of your psycho sh*t.

We're taking her out of here now, JT.

- Hold on a sec!

- No, this has gone far enough.

You have to see

what I brought you here for.

I've seen more than enough, JT.

Rickie, no you haven't.

No.

What the f*** are you doing, JT?

- What the f*** are you doing, man!

- You ain't seen nothing yet.

No, man, no!

Rickie.

Rickie!

Man, get the f*** away from me, man.

No, no! It's all right.

It's all right. It's all right.

It's okay. It's all right.

Take it easy. Take it easy. Take it easy.

Take it easy, JT?

You f***ing killed her, man.

You killed her with my f***ing gun.

- Hold on a second man.

- You son of a b*tch.

- You're a sick f***, JT.

- Look!

- You sick f***!

- Look!

Look!

It's a pretty active for a dead girl,

don't you think?

What the f***!

I had to bring you down here, man.

Had to make you see her for yourself.

We got to get her to a f***ing hospital

before she bleeds to death, JT.

She ain't gonna bleed to death, man.

You had to see it for yourself, Rickie.

Because I knew you wouldn't

believe if I just told you.

Jesus.

Tell me about it.

Because I thought I was going crazy.

I wasn't telling the complete truth earlier.

You see, I heard her neck crack.

I broke her f***ing neck, man.

- I know that I did.

- No way.

Sh*t! I was trying to think what I was going

to do about it and she starts moving again!

I thought I was going crazy, man.

I stuck my thumbs real deep into her neck

until she quit moving.

A few minutes later,

she starts kicking again.

I killed her three times now.

Look at her.

This isn't real man.

This isn't real.

Oh, man. Is she on drugs?

I've never seen no drugs that will let you

take three bullets like nothing happened.

Where do you think she came from?

Maybe she was a patient here?

Maybe they did some mad scientist

experiment or some sh*t on her?

Who the f*** knows what they

did with the leftover people.

The hopeless ones...

Sh*t, man. She can't be killed.

I mean, it's f***in' crazy.

It's f***ing crazy.

It's awesome.

Man, she's so cold.

Well, she is naked.

So, what do we do with her JT?

I mean, we could leave her be, you

know, just forget about her, I guess.

Well, somebody else is bound

to find her, eventually, right?

We could destroy her.

Ain't you suppose to get her kind

in the brain pan or something.

JT, "her kind" man,

what the f*** are you saying?

Sure, she is some kind of monster

or something but she's our monster.

What you think?

About what?

About hot p*ssy?

Straight out of porn!

Anytime we want it, boy.

You and, and me.

I'm not f***ing touching her man.

It's just asking for trouble JT,

okay, trouble I don't need, okay?

And you can't f***ing be serious, man.

Come on.

Yeah, I think I am serious.

Come on, what else you want to do?

Take her home and introduce her to your mom?

What?

I got to think about this, JT. Okay?

Well, you take all the time you need 'cause,

she ain't going anywhere.

This is too f***ing much, JT.

She's staying here with us.

Okay. Okay.

But this stays

between you and me, right?

Yeah.

I'm serious man.

This is our secret.

Me and you, JT and Rickie.

Hey you want to see something?

It's kind of f***ed up, right?

Remember your oral

assignments are due this Friday.

Yo!

Rickie, what's up?

Go home early yesterday, huh?

You feeling all right?

Mister talkative today, I guess.

What's up with you?

Sorry Wheeler, man. I'm just thinking.

Are you thinking about

Joann Skinner again?

You better watch it with

those eyeballs there, buddy.

Have a good one, bro.

I have to go.

- No!

- Yes!

Hey, Rickie.

Everything all right?

I'm just thinking.

The dead should stay dead.

So, you're thinking about reincarnation.

Some people believe

in life after death.

You're entitled to

whatever beliefs you like, Rickie.

I'd like to think that the

dead are happy where they are.

They wouldn't want to come back because

they earned it.

Far more glorious that all this.

Yeah.

Yeah, but what do you know, Mr. Harrison?

What's up?

Hey, Wheeler, man, what you doin' today?

You wanna go see if

Wes has got any weed?

No, man I can't.

I got plans.

What, a hot date?

Maybe.

Later, bro.

Alright later, Wheeler.

Ma, you home?

F***ing, Wheeler?

Rickie!

Hey Rickie.

JT, man...

Remember our f***ing

conversation yesterday, man?

What's your problem, man?

My problem is we agreed not to

tell anybody about this, man.

What are you f***ing thinking?

I know, we did.

I didn't want to be alone,

you know what I mean?

- I just want to have some company...

- I'm here, aren't I?

I mean I'm here.

Well, then go get some for once

instead of wishing that you could.

JT, come on.

It's not like that, okay?

Look.

Last night man, well...

Last night she uh...

F***... She been looking at you?

What?

Like she knows something.

What the f*** are you talking about, Rickie?

Look, we can make things easier.

We can call her Joann if you want.

But you know that ain't

a real human being, man, right?

You know that. It's all right.

It's okay.

That's besides the point, man.

Oh, is it?

Well, what are you doing down here, huh?

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