Experiment in Torture Page #4

It's gonna be okay.

- You're okay.

- Okay.

I'll be right back.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Oh, my God, this hurts so much!

Hurry!

It hurts!

I'm back! I'm back!

Look, I gotta move your leg.

I gotta straighten it out, all right?

It's gonna hurt.

- No.

- Yes.

It has to be done.

- I'm scared.

- It'll be okay.

I'm so scared.

Go slow.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Ready?

- Please.

- All right.

- Oh, God!

We're halfway there.

I'm gonna pull it,

it's gonna pop back into place.

F***!

Okay! Okay!

You're okay!

You're done.

You're done. You're done.

You're done.

You're done, okay?

Okay, okay.

I'm just gonna stabilize it now.

Oh, my God!

I'm gonna put a splint on.

Oh, my God! Please!

I can't...

You're okay.

We're gonna take you

to the hospital, all right?

Where the hell is everybody?

I can't feel anything.

I can't feel...

We gotta clean this blood up, too.

We don't want to scare anybody.

I'll let them know you're okay

after I get you to the hospital.

Now, the quickest way

to get you to the hospital

is I gotta take you by the boat, all right?

That's quicker

'cause it's right across the lake.

I'm gonna have to carry you.

You gonna be okay?

It's gonna hurt a little bit.

All right.

You're gonna make it.

I'm gonna carry you to the boat.

Are you ready?

- No, I'm not ready.

- Yes, you are!

- Yes, you are!

- I can't feel my leg.

You're going to the hospital.

You're gonna be fine.

All right.

Come with me.

Are you okay?

- What's the matter?

- What's wrong?

I feel sick.

I think I drank too much.

Well, maybe you need to throw up.

I'm gonna go back.

I'll see you guys later.

Do you want us to come with you?

No. I'm gonna lay down.

I'll see you later.

Why'd you stop the boat?

Is there something wrong?

This is where you get off.

What?

I'm not joking.

This is where you get off.

What are you saying?

I'll snap your neck if you don't get off.

It's not funny.

Please. I'm in so much pain.

- Get off the boat!

- No!

Get off the boat!

No, Darrius, please don't do this!

Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?

- Word of advice.

- Please, don't do this.

Long, slow strokes and you may make it.

Don't do this!

Please!

Why are you doing this?

Please! Don't do this!

Please! No!

No!

I'm gonna go back and have a bubble bath.

Thought you were gonna throw this one.

I'll just leave it.

You know what?

I wanna check on Astrid, too.

- Let's go.

- All right.

Got some reading to do.

Astrid?

Astrid.

Would have been nice

to tell me where you were going.

- Come on, we gotta get out of here!

- Oh, my God!

Do you want him to hear you?

You need to go to the hospital right now.

Oh, my God!

My car is just up here.

I'll get you out of here.

No! Michael!

- Baby, it's okay!

- Michael! No! Stop!

Michael, stop!

Michael, stop!

It's okay. He saved me!

Michael, leave him.

- What?

- Let him go.

- Saved you?

- He saved me.

What the f*** is going on here?

Let me down, let me down!

You guys, we gotta get back.

We gotta warn the others.

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

Darrius. Darrius.

He tried to kill me.

You gotta get to a hospital.

You gotta take her, bro.

We'll go get the girls, all right?

You can take one of these guys, right?

You guys be careful!

Careful is my middle name, baby.

Let's go, hero boy.

Come on!

Come on, sister boy.

Let's go!

Let's go!

Come on.

We got surprise on our side.

You're a lean, mean fightin' machine, okay?

Let's go!

You had me at lean.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I got you now, all right?

I'm gonna take care of you, all right?

Okay?

Have a nice swim, baby?

What the f***?

You.

You killed Faith.

You killed Melissa.

You did this to me.

Jack!

What the f*** are you doing?

You sick bastard!

Any time you want, you motherf***er!

Any time!

Shut the f*** up!

- You do this to her?

- Who the f*** are you?

Who is he?

This was not part of the deal.

You always lose control like this.

We're supposed to be making money.

You see what you made me do?

Jack, what are you talking about?

Jack?

That's not Jack.

- That's not Jack.

- It's Ross.

You know what,

I am done with you!

Yeah.

Hey, wait.

Put the gun down.

Be cool, D.

This is not cool!

Just relax.

Put the gun down.

Let's not do this in front of the stiff.

Your services are no longer needed.

- Stop it, Vance.

- Jack...

His services are no longer required.

Stop it, Vance!

Jack, I asked you nicely.

Don't point the gun at my brother.

You guys always do this.

You always lose control!

We could have made a lot of money.

Oh, Jesus Christ!

I create.

Create, Jack.

My art...

is more important than money.

Don't you understand that?

I'm sorry, Kat.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

You f***!

You f***!

You f***ing killed my brother!

Vance?

Vance!

No! You stupid f***!

You stupid f***!

F***!

Paralysis isn't gonna last, mistress.

Not that it's gonna matter.

Damn!

All I keep getting is Ross' voice mail.

Whatever.

We have a job to do.

You think the girls will agree to do

that bondage scene in the basement?

If anything, we'll just pay more money,

'cause Ross told us to do whatever it takes.

Your services are no longer required.

Mr. Ross wanted us to shoot

some amateur lesbo action.

I'm just the cameraman!

Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

I can't move.

You've gotta get me out of here!

She's dead.

Oh, God!

Angel?

Come on!

Okay!

Hang on!

We gotta get out of here.

Come here, come here, come here!

Oh, God!

She's dead.

Tara, what the f***?

He's coming back!

Get me out of here!

- What was that?

- I don't know.

Are you okay?

I'm still breathing. You?

Yeah, my head hurts like a b*tch,

but I'm okay.

Michael, how are we gonna get out of here?

The highway.

We gotta get to the highway.

It can't be more than, like, a mile away.

We gotta get untied first.

- I'm just thinking out loud.

- Okay!

Can you reach my hands?

Motherf***er tied these things

so damn tight.

Quit your bitching

and keep trying to untie me.

Oh, my God.

Curious as to why you're here?

Why?

What are you doing this for?

We didn't do anything to you.

To be honest, I don't really need a reason.

I was jut checking on you two

to see if you're having a good time

and make sure you're

not getting into any trouble.

You know, I've never

done a brother/sister pair before.

Please.

Just let us go.

You're a real pretty boy,

and I'm gonna save you for last.

Good-bye for now.

Motherf***er.

Get me out of here, Michael.

Just keep working on my hands.

- I'm trying.

- Hurry.

Can you move at all?

I think whatever he's given me

is starting to wear off,

'cause I could move

my fingers a little bit.

What the f*** is that?

I don't know.

Oh, my God.

Are you all right?

Don't touch me!

He won't be happy if you let me down

and he finds us.

How did you get here?

He said he was gonna make me beautiful.

Am I beautiful?

He's gonna make you beautiful, too.

What do you think?

My brother's quite the artist.

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