Feed the Gods Page #5

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She's as good as dead

in those woods...

as much as she is

strapped to that post.

Now, those boys are going to the

Gods, and that is all there is to it.

What if they're halfway to the

next town talkin' to the police?

Brit! Brit!

You upstairs?

- Hey.

- Hey.

Is she gonna be okay?

She's not upstairs.

Where's my girlfriend?

She just went to get some

help at the next town.

Right. That's why

our car's outside.

Will, start the car.

I'm searching your house.

Help him with the car.

You kill him,

that's your ticket on the line.

Brit!

Brit!

What are you tryin' to do here?

I'll need a boost

from your truck.

I don't think that'll do it,

but okay.

That was worth a try.

Yeah, here.

Let me fix you a drink. We'll

call for a tow in the morning.

Brit.

What the hell?

It's worth a shot, right?

I don't think you wanna be

doing that now, or you'll...

Oh, f***.

No!

Kris, I killed Hank.

We gotta go.

Outside.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

First you, now him.

Outside.

What outside?

Emma, you lost a lot of blood.

You're not thinking clearly.

I need you to concentrate. Where's

Kris? They're gonna kill her.

They're gonna kill her.

Who's gonna kill her?

Emma, what is it?

Whoa. Whoa.

Easy there, partner.

What are you doing with him?

Just take it easy. All

right? We can talk about this.

Put him down.

Look, you just may shoot your

brother there if you're not careful.

Now, it looks like we had

an accident already. Huh?

We don't want another one, now, do we?

So...

put the gun down.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Please wake up.

Please.

That's enough.

F*** you, motherf***er.

Would you just let him come

to his senses on his own?

What the f*** is this?

This here's a transaction

and you are the currency.

And your brother over here

decided to join the party.

He tried to save us.

- And how'd he do?

- It just... It slipped and I...

Hank, we're good to go.

Hank.

Well, at least we know

where Brit is.

Okay. Don't look.

But I think

they're recording us.

I found tapes in the basement

of everything.

If we can somehow

get out of here,

we'll have everything we

need to expose this town.

And how do you plan

on doing that?

So here's what's gonna happen.

I play the tape,

they come, you die, I leave.

How's that sound?

What the hell are you doing?

I'm playing dead. Maybe

they'll just pass right over me.

911. Please state

the nature of your emergency.

911. Please state the nature

of your emergency.

Guys.

Hello?

I was born on May 23...

I think I have a way

we can get out of here.

To Russ and Christine Nielson.

Ma'am, you need to tell me where

you are so I can send help.

Are you there?

Easy.

- Ma'am?

I shouldn't have kicked you in

your head that year at summer camp.

Helped kill dozens of people.

I'm sorry I said I wished

I was a single child.

- What town, ma'am? - Uh-huh.

Just please stop swaying.

- Keep 'em coming.

- We need your location to send help.

Emma!

But not anymore.

You were always better

at baseball than me.

Well, not at first, but...

Just save the apologies.

Grab the next f***ing chain.

Now you get to watch them die.

No.

No!

Will!

Car's dead.

Start the truck.

Car's dead. Start the truck.

Don't I get

a bad-guy speech?

What?

- I'll meet you at the car.

- Where are you going?

The tapes.

Hey!

Keep that in mind when you

pick out my wedding ring.

It was in the car.

Get her to the truck.

Got her?

I gotta get the tapes.

Leave the tapes, Will.

All right.

You wanted

a bad-guy speech.

You think I'm the bad guy?

All the Gods do is take.

That is all they have ever done.

Take, take, take.

What about me?

This town would be dead

without me!

I pay for the sins

of our fathers,

and when the Gods are hungry,

I feed them!

Will!

Easy, Will.

Turn and walk away.

Just turn and walk

towards the truck, Will.

Stop it, Will.

- Come towards the truck.

- We need them!

For f***'s sake, Will,

get in the goddamn truck!

They'll kill us anyway!

Think about the rest of us.

I am.

I am simply not afraid.

It is not in my dictionary

of behavior.

Go home!

Start a family!

Baba, I'm gonna see you soon.

Will, stop!

No!

No!

We have to go.

Let's go.

Come and get it, motherf***er!

You ain't so fast.

Look, I'm... I'm sorry

to tell you this,

but, uh, your lady friend

who was shot didn't make it.

But she did manage to call 911.

I've got a whole unit up there

right now surveying the scene.

But I have to ask you,

why were you filming all this?

They were.

Not us.

In the basement.

Tapes.

Hundreds of them.

Sacrifices.

Sacrifices?

We'll get a VCR.

We'll have a look at this

stuff and see what's what.

But that takes time.

In the meantime, I need you

to answer some more questions.

Sh*t.

Maggie, come on, girl.

Unfortunately, my men

haven't seen anything.

And we need to talk about

some other salient facts here.

What salient facts?

You were caught in a stolen car.

And the story that goes with it...

pff... smells worse than you look.

What about the skull we found?

Oh. You mean this skull?

Seen better hoaxes

than that, miss.

Now, this better not be some

kind of a stunt, young lady,

or else all of you

are in serious trouble.

Because we don't respond

to that kind of thing very well.

Especially since I sent my best

men up there to comb the area.

Make sure...

they don't

stay... long.

Maggie.

Where are you, girl?

They're smart. Okay?

They can communicate. They

probably covered their tracks.

- They could have taken all the evidence.

- Of course.

They knew people were coming.

There's gonna be

no one left in that town.

You think I'm making this up?

Hey, Bill. Pack up and

come back, would you?

I got a friend here

with a story you might enjoy.

What is that?

Go back.

Now, the first thing you two

are gonna do is call a lawyer.

Yeah, go ahead, Bill.

Help! Help!

Bill?

Help!

Bill, what's goin' on?

Send help.

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