Deadgirl Page #4
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- Year:
- 2008
- 101 min
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around and kick your asses now, huh?
Huh?
Yeah.
F*** you!
I'm sorry.
Jesus.
What the f***?
See, she's right there just like I said.
What the f*** is this?
It's just what it looks like Dwyer.
Hot-to-trot b*tch with a yen for dick.
JT.
Johnny?
So you boys decided to come by,
give our girlfriend a ride, huh?
Uh, no.
We were just f***ing with Wheeler, all right?
Ain't no shitin' going on here, boy.
What's going on here, JT?
Why she all tied up
and beat up and sh*t?
Because that's the way she likes it, Dwyer.
Rough!
S&M!
Ain't either of you seen any pornos before?
That's the way we give it to her.
You know, whips and chains and sh*t.
That's the way we give it to her.
See, she's hot for it.
You all want to...
No, man.
We're fine. Thanks.
We're fine, Dwyer.
Ain't going in there.
We should leave.
Two red blooded all American studs
like you passing on a free p*ssy?
F*** you.
I don't know.
C'mon, Johnny.
What?
What the f***?
Dwyer, no.
Come on, Johnny.
What are you doing?
Don't leave me hanging here, man?
What?
What, and dip my wick in
a puddle of your spunk?
I may be horny but I'm not desperate.
Shoot.
I got my own sweet p*ssy
waiting for me tonight.
Yeah?
Why don't you go for the mouth then?
See, ah...
she likes it any way she can get it,
Johnny boy.
Come on, Johnny.
What?
What's the matter, man? You're scared?
Or is she out of your league?
I bet you Joann doesn't do that for you.
You know what, Johnny?
I bet you're full of sh*t.
I bet that you haven't had your
- I bet you never -
- Hey!
Can't deny the lady, now, can we?
You the man, Johnny.
You the man.
Come on baby. It's all right.
It's not gonna bite you.
Okay, man, that's enough.
Yeah, get in line, fag.
Stop that.
Oh!
Oh sh*t!
B*tch, b*tch, b*tch...
I'm taking him to the hospital.
Then, we're calling the cops.
Oh, you're going to go to
the cops and tell them what?
That you were raping a chick in
a mouth and she bit your dick?
I wasn't raping her.
You said she wanted it.
Yeah well, I'm sure they
heard that one before.
- You said she liked it.
- Get off.
Prove it in court when Johnny
boy here whips his dick out.
Prove it when they show photos of her face.
Don't forget about Joann, huh?
How are going to explain this to her?
Well, gee, honey, I was just walking
through this abandoned mental hospital
and my weenie was hanging out and I tripped
and fell and guess where it ended up?
That's bullshit. Look what she did to me!
Yeah, well, all the blood's
been rushing down there.
I tell you what though?
You hold off on sticking it to Joann for
a couple of weeks, you'll be all right as rain.
You tell her you're saving your
strength for the state championships
or whatever the f*** it is you do.
- F*** you, man.
- Go to the cops.
Send me and Rickie and
Wheeler to jail and yourselves.
See, you won't be fit to tackle a retard
with polio by the time you get out.
Me and the boys? Well, we'll miss a
couple of divorces, a handful of brats and
about a million shifts at the gas station.
See, jail is full of motherfuckers like us.
- We got nothing to lose.
- Get off me. Get off me.
- Now, you two leave.
You're not going to get away with this, JT.
"You're not going to get away with this, JT."
F***in' stupid f***. Get the f*** out of here.
F*** you, man! F*** you!
I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean to say anything.
- And it just came out and -
- And, and stow it, Wheeler.
You dumb f***.
Now at least they'll keep their mouth shut.
They see my point.
We f***ed up man.
You are the reason why
Johnny came down here.
You are the reason why he got bit and it's
bad enough that those two mother f***ers
came down here but look at that sh*t.
Look at it.
I'm not going to put a f***ing bag
over her head just to get it up.
And you know what, Rickie?
You know what?
Now, nobody gets what they want.
Joann Skinner, man?
What the f*** were you thinking?
This is the best we're ever going to have.
I can't f***ing go to jail.
You're not going to jail!
You're going to get the f*** out of here!
You're going to go home and
you're going to go to bed.
You're going to wake up tomorrow.
You're going to school and you're going to
pretend like none of this sh*t ever happened.
So, get the f*** out right now.
Go!
You know what?
You get the f*** out too.
You're not the
f***ing boss of this sh*t.
You are disinvited from
my f***ing basement, Rick.
You f***ed up.
Joann.
Rickie, what are you doing here?
Look, listen.
There's this really, really
f***ed-up situation with Johnny.
Okay, he's an a**hole.
Okay, I know.
I know.
And after tonight he'll leave you alone.
No, he won't.
He's my boyfriend.
You're just going to have to deal.
Joann, he doesn't f***ing love you.
Listen, listen, I just...
whatever you hear after tonight, okay,
I want you to know I tried to f***ing stop it.
You have to believe me.
This is weird.
- I, ah -
- Will you just listen to me, please.
- No, what if someone sees us or -
- What if someone sees us, huh?
What if someone sees us?
Look, who f***ing cares?
I hope she's hot.
Whoever it is you boys are fightin' over,
you're taking a real beating for her.
Jesus Christ, man.
You gotta just try and relax, man.
You know?
Have fun.
I tell ya.
I really wish I was 1 5 again.
I'm seventeen.
Man, do I wish I was 1 5 again.
Do you think they told anybody?
I don't know, man.
I think we'd be in a heap of
sh*t right about now if they did.
Look, just stay cool, Wheeler, alright?
They're not going to do anything, man.
I'm cool, okay?
Thank God for JT, you know?
JT?
You're f***ing kidding me, man?
If it weren't for f***ing JT, none would this
would have happened in the first place.
Hey, that's no way to be
talking about friends, man.
I should have f***ing torched the
whole building the night we found her man.
She's just a dead girl, man.
That's all.
You know what, Wheeler?
Just leave me the f*** alone, man.
Rickie.
Hey!
We got to... we got to stick together.
Hold still, baby.
I'm trying to fix you up.
Easy.
Don't you f***in' bite her.
I guess we don't have to
worry about that mutt no more.
...Sold by a certain date,
In order to avoid spoilage which
can lead to serious illness.
Then of course meat,
rotten meat in particular when
left unrefrigerated can be toxic.
But I'm sure everybody here is very
familiar with the safety issues
concerning poorly kept perishables.
Johnny, think fast.
- Some examples of perishables are -
- What's that smell?
Oh, my God...
Nice of you to visit.
So, I was expecting someone else.
F*** you, man.
Johnny's...I don't know
what this chick's got but she's
f***ing coming with me to the hospital
and then we're going to the cops, man.
I've been f***ing her for days.
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