Final Destination 2 Page #3

And now you think Death

is after you.

Nice work.

Maybe if you're real lucky,

you'll wind up in here with me.

Anything else?

One of the people died

in a freak accident last night.

What if the other people

are in danger, too?

If you put them on the list,

they're already dead.

List? What list?

Death's list.

The survivors of Flight 180

died in the exact order

they were originally meant

to die in the plane crash.

That was Death's original design.

The list.

I was supposed to die

in that crash with my friends.

So you're telling me

that I'm next?

You said someone else died

last night.

That means someone must

have intervened.

Officer Burke pulled me away

from the crash that killed my friends.

Congratulations.

You'll be the last to go.

But don't worry,

once the others are dead,

it'll come back for you.

It always does.

This doesn't make sense.

You said that you die in

the order you're originally meant to.

But my friends died last

in my premonition, not first.

Wait.

Died last?

Backwards.

Are you sure?

In my premonition

that Nora woman

and her kid died.

Then Evan,

then me and my friends.

Why is this even

happening to me?

That's what Alex used

to ask himself.

So, what am I

supposed to do?

Clear.

Watch out for the signs.

What?

Have you ever seen anything

creepy or ominous?

An in-your-face irony

kind of thing?

The songs on the radio.

Yeah, the guy in the beer truck,

everything on the road.

Well, don't ignore it.

Recognising those signs usually means

the difference between life and death.

You got to help me.

I don't have

to do anything.

But you beat it.

Take a look around.

What did I beat, Kimberly?

If you were smart, you'd save yourself

and just forget about the others.

How can you say that?

You have a responsibility.

My friends are dead.

That's how I can say that.

This is what happened to Alex

when I was responsible for him.

Get out.

Before you hurt me or yourself.

- Alright, you know what?

- What?

I think you're a coward.

You hide out in here

because you're

too damn bitter and selfish

to help any other person.

In my opinion,

you're already dead.

I tried calling you

last night,

but your father said

you were sleeping.

- Evan Lewis is dead.

- Yeah.

I've been getting calls all morning from

everyone who was on the on-ramp.

We're meeting tonight

at my apartment.

Wait, so...

you believe all this Death stuff?

Well, at first,

no, I didn't.

Until last year

when I was dispatched

to clean up one

of the Flight 180 survivors.

Clean up, I don't...

- Did you see that?

- See what?

- Pigeons.

- Pigeons?

- It's a sign.

- A sign of what?

If Clear's right

about the order,

then Nora and Tim are going

to be attacked by pigeons.

I'm not following you.

They're next

on Death's list.

If we don't find them,

they're going to die.

The doctor's ready

for you, now.

If he gives me the gas

and I wake up

with my pants unbuttoned...

- we ain't paying.

- Tim.

There you are.

What happened to you yesterday, Tim?

We missed you in here.

We got hung up by that accident on

Route 23.

Good Lord.

How lucky that you're okay.

Your mum says you've been

having some pain lately.

Not really.

I'm disappointed, Tim.

Does your mum know

you've been smoking?

Uh-huh.

Ow.

Yeah, that one's going

to have to be filled.

Damn those pigeons.

How many times am I going to have to

replace those goddamn windows?

We can't do it, boss,

we can't do it!

This will only sting for a moment.

Open big.

Little bit wider.

Wider.

Okay.

Oh God.

How do they

expect me to...

Would you rather just have

the laughing gas?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Jean, I'm going

to need you in here.

You'll have to speak up,

there's too much noise.

What?!

I can't hear you!

Excuse me, what?!

Yes, the sixth at 2:00 P.M.

Jean! Let me

get this started.

Tim, you'll be awake,

a little groggy,

but you're not going

to be able to move much.

Okay, great, thanks.

Alright, turn around.

The cleaning lady said they're at

the Ellis Medical Complex off of 14th.

God damn it anyway.

- Okay, I got it.

- I can't find a box!

Not again. Careful.

There we go.

Jean,

how's Tim doing in there?

What did he say

about your tooth?

- Did he say...

- I can't remember.

- Nora!

- The pigeons!

What? Pigeons?

Hey, whoa, whoa!

Kid, kid!

- No-oo!

- Tim!

Look out!

- Stay back, stay back!

- No! Please, no!

Nora's not coming.

She won't leave her son.

- No, but she's next...

- Right now I don't think she cares.

This is really

happening again, isn't it?

I hoped we'd get there

and they'd be fine,

and Clear Rivers

was just full of sh*t,

and Evan Lewis' death

was just some freak accident.

But we're all going to die,

aren't we?

I'm so scared.

I know you didn't ask

for any of this...

but I don't think you have it

in you to quit either.

A second one just died.

A 15-year-old kid.

I hope you're ready for this.

It's this way.

How is this guy going

to help us anyway?

He seemed to know

a hell of a lot more

about Death

than he ever told us.

Shouldn't we knock first?

He probably already knows

we're coming.

Hello, Clear.

I've been expecting you.

Oh my God.

- That's Evan Lewis.

- Come to pick my brain?

Just a simple question and we'll leave you

alone with your new friend.

Dead...

yet still fresh.

Look, we drove

a long way to get here,

so if you happen to know

how to stop Death,

it would be really great

if you told us.

You can't cheat Death.

- There are no escapes.

- Bullshit.

You told me Death

has a distinct design.

But Alex and I cheated Death,

not once but dozens of times.

The design is flawed,

it can be beaten.

Such fire in you now.

People are always

most alive

just before they die.

Don't you think?

Look, please...

if you know of anything

that could help us,

what harm could it do?

Only new life

can defeat Death.

What the hell

does that mean?

Some people say there's a balance

to everything.

For every life

there's a death,

and for every death

there is a life.

But the introduction of life

that was not meant to be,

that can

invalidate the list,

force Death

to start anew.

You have to follow

the signs...

Kimberly.

How do you know my name?

- Whoa!

- Wait a second.

'New life defeats death'?

'Follow the signs'?

Where did you

find that guy?

I thought he was supposed

to help us,

not freak us out.

What the f***

are you thinking?!

I'm thinking suck on my junk,

bee-atch.

Little punk.

What is it?

What did you see?

You have to tell us,

what did you see?

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