Disaster L.A. a.k.a. Apocalypse L.A. Page #5

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in which you are speaking.

- ''The tone in which you are speaking''?

- Quit it, Turner.

No. Who the hell talks like that?

You wanna know who talks like this?

Your mother,

because I had sex with her last night.

Will both of you just shut the hell up?

Look, I don't know who you think you are...

...from what I gather, one of my best friends

died trying to save your worthless life.

So please forgive me if I politely ask you

to shut your freaking mouth...

...before I kick your ass out of this car!

- How's that for a tone, dipshit?

- Turner, just drive the damn car.

I don't know how she picked you

over my brother.

This world just continues to surprise me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's this?

Hey, get out of the way.

Are you deaf? Get out of the way. Come on.

- You know, this isn't right. I don't like this.

- What do you want me to do, run her over?

Turner.

Put the car in park

and get out of the vehicle.

Everybody, just stay calm, okay?

I'm not gonna ask again.

Just do what the man says, all right?

No.

- What?

- I'm not giving him this car.

Turner, the man has a gun.

Come on, do what he says.

You think I can't see that?

Don't mess with him, okay?

He just wants the car.

I'm not giving him this goddamn car.

We'll get another car. Just do what he says.

Everybody, hold on.

No, please.

Please don't do this.

Get down!

No!

- Oh, my God, Scott.

What--?

- Scott. Scott.

- What happened?

- He shot him.

- What?

Scott. Scott.

- Scott, Scott.

- Oh, my God.

God, I'm so sorry. Scott.

- Oh, my God.

- Tell me what to do.

What should we do? What should we do?

- Scott.

- Jesus, Turner, do something.

- We don't have time for this. Keep going.

- Scott, I'm so sorry, man.

Please forgive me.

This is all my fault. Please forgive me.

Tori, get in the car now. We're going.

- Do something.

- You'll be just fine. Hang in there.

Scott! Scott!

- Hey!

- Scott!

Scott!

- Scott! Scott!

- Turner, he's dead, man.

- Scott.

- Okay, we have to go. Come on.

We have to go.

Turner, come on, we have to go.

Scott.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Turner.

What are you doing?

Is he okay?

Just give us a second.

Turner, we have to go.

Do you hear me?

It's all my fault.

Scott's dead and it's all my fault.

It's not your fault.

None of this is your fault.

You did the right thing back there.

Even if the rest of us were too afraid

to admit it.

All I wanted to do was save us.

I know.

I know.

But, look....

It's over.

There's nothing you can do

to bring Scott back.

Or any of our friends.

What's done is done.

We have to keep moving...

...or else we're gonna be next.

Do you understand?

Now, the coast is only a few blocks away...

...and we don't have a lot of time.

So come on.

Let's go.

Hey, isn't that my car?

God. Jesus.

Looks like something got to him.

What happened?

Payback for stealing my car,

that's what happened.

Shut up, Turner.

Is he okay?

He's dead.

Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

--remain calm

and assist family members or neighbors...

...who may be vulnerable

if exposed to extreme heat or cold.

Locate a flashlight with batteries to use

until power comes back on.

Do not use candles, as this can cause a fire.

Turn off sensitive electric equipment

such as computers and televisions.

Turn off major electric appliances

that were on when the power went off.

This will help to prevent power surges

when electricity is restored.

Keep your refrigerator and freezer doors closed

as much as possible...

...to keep cold in and heat out.

Do not use the stove to heat your home.

This can cause a fire or fatal gas leak.

Use extreme caution when driving.

- Listen to news radio stations for updates--

- Stop. Stop. Stop.

Please. I can't.

I can't.

Wait. What?

We can't stop.

It's not much further. Come on.

I can't.

Look at me.

Look at me.

We have to keep moving.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's just a few more blocks. I promise.

No.

I mean, I'm sorry that I left you.

It's all my fault, you know.

And I just....

I just needed you to know that I'm sorry.

I know.

Oh, my God. Oh, my-- Come on. Come on.

- Turner.

- You guys go.

- Don't give me that crap.

- I know what I'm doing, okay?

- We'll never make it unless I distract them.

- No, we can make it.

Just do what I say!

I make my own decisions, remember?

Now, go!

Turner. Turner!

- Turner!

- Come on.

No.

Hey, over here!

Come get me.

Goodbye, brother.

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