Even Lambs Have Teeth Page #3
- Year:
- 2015
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and he sees you,
you're all out of birthdays
forever - do you believe me?
-He's coming.
-Who's coming?
Please make sure these hoods
don't come off
until we take them off.
Why? Who is he?
No! No!
No. Please! No!
-No!
-No!
Argh, no!
-No!
-No, leave her alone!
Please make him stop!
No! No!
Are you OK? Are you OK?
Oh, my God.
It's gonna be OK.
OK? I promise.
You're gonna be OK.
It's gonna be OK. OK?
It's OK.
Is there something
I can help you with?
Yeah, I'm here to see
Sheriff Andrews.
I left a few messages.
I'll take it from here.
Thank you, Deputy.
-Hi.
-Hi.
You, uh, must be Mr Carter.
Detective Carter, actually. FBI.
But I'm not here on duty.
I'm concerned about
my niece and her friend.
It's understandable.
What can I do to help?
Well, like I said
in my messages,
they came to work at.
Eco Field Organics?
Hmm.
Do they have any friends
in the area?
-No.
-Maybe they made new friends.
I doubt it.
Young people have a tendency
to test the adults
in their lives, on occasion.
I don't think that's the case.
And it's doubly difficult
with young girls.
If they're the free-spirit type,
they'll often take off
on their own for a while.
-No way.
-You're sure?
Yeah, I think they were taken.
What makes you think
they were taken?
She didn't use the code.
-The code?
-Yeah.
When she texted, she didn't use
the proper code word.
I'll tell you what.
I'll look into it.
Go home, get some rest.
My deputies and I will question
everybody at that farm.
We have your number.
Go get the other one.
-What's wrong with her?
-What do you think?
You... shouldn't have lied
about that text to your uncle.
We can't have the FBI
poking around up here.
Get rid of these two.
others, just outside the city.
What about some new girls?
There's another bus
coming in tomorrow.
If they find these girls
by the morning,
by the afternoon.
Wendy's on the docks
Another job well done...
Hi.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Look, sorry, we're closed.
I just want to ask you
a few questions.
I got a pistol
underneath this counter,
so if you're thinking of
robbing me, you best move on.
No, I'm a detective, OK,
with the FBI.
No sh*t.
My niece and her friend
are missing.
Last place I saw them was here.
Well, across the street.
A couple blondes?
Both crazy hot?
-Yeah, you saw them?
-Yeah.
The short-haired,
she used my facilities.
Bathroom.
Did they mention anything?
Were they with anyone else?
They said they were gonna work
on one of them organic farms.
-A couple of guys picked 'em up.
-What guys?
I've seen 'em around
a few times.
You know, good-looking,
if that's your sort of thing.
20s, cowboy types.
What were they driving?
Blue pick-up.
Girls seem scared?
No, they didn't seem scared.
The short-haired,
she didn't seem like
she'd be scared of anything.
Alright.
-Thanks.
-Uhh...
Blue pick-up had
a bumper sticker.
It said,
"My other ride's your mom."
OK. Thanks.
We have to get out of here.
I'm so tired.
I know. But listen.
I heard them talking yesterday,
and they said
they're gonna kill us.
till the sheriff arrives.
OK.
It's on the house.
Where are they going?
Into town.
They're going to get
more girls, aren't they?
I wouldn't know
anything about that.
What happened to the girls
that were here before us?
I don't wanna...
I don't wanna think about them.
They're dead, aren't they?
No.
Did you love them?
You love me, don't you?
I'm, uhh...
I'm not supposed...
I'm not... supposed to.
But I want you to touch me.
Well, you have to understand,
it's hard
given the circumstances.
-No, I understand.
-So...
Hmmm.
The girls' uncle
asked about a blue pick-up.
I don't give a fart's f***
if it's a classic.
You tell Boris to burn that
f***ing truck with the bodies.
I'm on my way to pick up
the girls now.
F***.
Argh!
We have a problem.
The platinum Jane
If that's your real name
You're a killer
You're a cool, cool ride
Just a regular guy
What a killer
Bup-bup-bup da-da da-da da
I really want a knife
that cleans
Bup-bup-bup da-da da-da da
What a killer
You're a passionate man
Put your dad on the stand
You're a killer
Your Super 8 team
in a pyramid scheme
You're a killer
Bup-bup-bup da-da da-da da
that cleans
Bup-bup-bup da-da da-da da
What a killer
Kill...
Uhh...
-We need gas.
-For this.
Gas is out...
...out back.
Cool.
Paper or plastic?
Do you know someone named Boris?
He drives a blue truck.
Bup-bup-bup da-da da-da da
that cleans...
What can we do ya for?
Well, I was parking, and I
backed into somebody's truck.
But when I went back with a pen
to write a note,
the truck was gone.
I didn't get the licence plate,
but it was a 1969
blue GMC pick-up,
and it had, uh... it had
Well, I don't wanna say it here.
What did it say?
It said,
"My other ride is your mom."
What do you think it means?
-It's about f***ing, Marge.
-Oh, my!
Just a second.
Just half a second.
I'll check the file.
-Ah, here it is. Yes.
-Oh.
The only '69 GMC registered here
is for somebody named
Boris Carlson.
Do you know where
I can find this Boris?
The address isn't listed here,
but I can get it from the DMV.
I would really appreciate it.
Just let me make
a quick call.
-OK. Thank you so much.
-Pleasure.
Hello?
Hey!
-You're feeling better.
-Those things are awesome.
Oh, hey, Boris.
Please...
your drawer, which is awesome.
I have money.
We tried that too.
The money thing.
You think more?
A few more.
I have lots of money
in this house.
Where?
I tell you, you let me go.
If there's enough money
in there, maybe.
-Ah!
-Where?
It's in the green toolbox
in the other room.
There should be
at least $100,000.
Oh!
It's not bad, Boris.
Not bad at all.
Please...
Hello?
No, sweetie.
I'm... I know, I'm sorry.
Look, I have to go, OK?
This is just not a good...
I will make it up
to your parents.
Wherever you like, yeah.
I gave you the money,
now please let me go.
Well, he did give us the money.
True.
Please.
OK, Boris. Just one more thing
and you're gonna be OK.
Anything.
Where can I find
the man with the mask?
I've told you everything
you want to know.
I've done everything
you've asked.
Now please let me go.
I won't tell anyone,
I swear to God.
-You promised! You promised me!
-We lied!
You were gonna kill us, Boris.
F*** you.
No! No! Ah!
of pressure. -No, no!
OK, I gotta go.
Kill me.
Did you ever forgive
The one who cast it all aside?
Did you ever look at them
With more sympathetic eyes
I thought the exhibition
had changed
But it didn't
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