Flying Monkeys Page #4
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Interpol?
Do we look like
Interpol to you?
Where's the monkey?
What is it with everyone
and this monkey?
That monkey
killed my partner.
It ate the other animals
in the cargo.
I told him not to take it.
You're going to
take us to him.
Man, screw her
stupid-ass monkey.
What's that? Hello?
No. That little monkey.
Uh, you laughing at me?
Huh, is that it? You
laughing at me, little man?
That's cute.
Well, guess what?
You scratch my back,
I'll shoot yours.
That's what's up. I'll
take you home, little man.
Let's see you
scratch me now, huh?
Skippy?
Skippy?
Skippy?
Skippy!
I'm dying, and I'm uh...
Dead or alive, monkey,
you're going up on my wall.
I don't know where
you get them wings,
but I do know
it's dying time, my friend.
Oh, damn.
Yes.
Yes, yes, yes, sweetheart.
Yeah, I'll be home just soon as
I make the, uh, cash deposit.
Would you cut that out?
You know I'm always careful.
All right. Later.
What? What the...
9-1-1.
Skippy.
Hey, I know. I know.
I know it's late.
Dad, he flew out of the
window, so I followed him.
And then there were more.
He killed Mr. Sites.
Wait, wait. Just... Will you slow down?
Who killed Mr. Sites?
Skippy!
He grew these wings,
and he became really big and just
flew out of the window and took off.
Honey, um, look. I...
I can't understand you, okay?
I'm on my way home. All right?
Where are you?
At the gas station.
Okay. Well, go home.
All right? Go home.
Lock the door.
I'm on my way. Okay?
Please just hurry, Dad.
I will. I will.
Lock the doors.
Sheriff.
Yeah, Sheriff,
it's James Palma.
Um, my daughter, uh,
she just called,
and she's at
Sites gas station.
And then, she said... I didn't
get all of it straight.
She was very panicked,
but she said
that there was some
sort of flying animal,
and it had killed
Old Man Sites.
She said
Old Man Sites is dead?
Like I said, she wasn't
making a lot of sense.
Look, I need you
to do me a favor.
Can you get over to
the house right now?
Okay? Can you get over there?
All right, James.
I'll be there in five.
Okay. Thank you.
I'll meet you there. Okay?
Baldridge, head over
to the filling station.
James Palmajust called,
said his daughter
witnessed the murder
of Mr. Sites.
Said, uh, some sort of flying
animal, whatever, got him.
Wait, Sites is dead?
That's what
you're gonna find out.
I'm gonna swing over
to James' place
and get a statement from his daughter
and meet you back over there.
I don't think the suspect
will still be there.
But if he is,
you know what to do.
Copy that.
Well, well, well. If it's not
my old friend little Wang.
Back so soon?
I'm assuming you didn't fly halfway
around the world to say hello.
You got my animals?
Not exactly.
What is this,
your entourage?
The monkey, where is it?
What are you, a cop?
They're not cops.
Then what the hell
are you doing in my store?
We need to know
where the monkey is.
It's right here.
Apparently you don't
understand English too well.
So my friend, Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson,
are gonna translate for you.
I don't appreciate your
presence in my store uninvited.
In America,
we call that trespassing.
And I got every legal right to
put you down where you stand.
Screw you!
It's the last time I'm asking.
Where's the monkey?
I sold it, all right?
To who? Give me a name.
Uh, uh,
he wrote me a check.
It's in my pocket.
I haven't cashed it yet.
You're coming with us.
What the hell for?
You got what you wanted.
To put a face to the name.
Get up!
I feel like I'm going crazy,
but that's what I saw.
I mean, they weren't wearing a
costume or anything like that?
They were eating Mr. Sites!
Uh, that don't
make sense.
I mean, are you sure?
Yes! I'm 100% positive.
That is what I saw.
Sheriff, come in.
Go ahead.
No sign of Sites over here,
but something big went down.
Place is trashed.
I'm on my way.
You're welcome to come along
if it makes you feel safer.
No, it's fine.
My dad's coming home soon.
Looks like that's him.
Sheriff,
I'm so sorry about Chasity.
Me, too, honey.
It's not your fault.
Hey, James.
Hey.
Watch over her. Thanks for coming by.
I will.
I'll give you guys a call.
Let you know what's up.
All right.
Thanks for checking in.
You look worried. Haven't
seen you this worried before.
You should be, too.
I mean, everybody
in this country owns a gun.
And they
love using them.
There could be hundreds
of them by now.
Yeah.
We have to kill the leader.
What the hell you got?
Lots of blood,
but no bodies.
No tracks?
No. Just like
Tompkins' place.
Whoa! What the hell
are those things?
I have no idea
what they are.
But I do know they're the
son-of-a-b*tches that killed my Chasity!
Think we killed 'em?
Maybe.
Go in the garage and see if they got
a ladder, and we'll check it out.
Whoa!
Run!
Run, BB!
Run!
BB!
Pizza's here.
Hey, sorry it took so long.
This place was hard to find.
That'll be $15.
Okay. Thank you.
Enjoy that pizza, sir.
Mmm.
I've called Sonya
over 100 times,
and she still
isn't picking up.
I can't get through
to the Sheriff either.
We have to go check on them.
Well, hold on. Okay?
I mean, we're not even sure
they're in trouble, right?
Okay, look.
This is what I'm gonna do.
I'll go by the gas station.
I'll check on the Sheriff.
Then on my way back here,
I'll go by Sonya's,
see if she's okay, see if
she wants to come back here
and be with us. Okay?
No, I'm...
I'm coming with you.
Hey, Joan.
Hey.
I need you to
stay here, all right?
This is the safest place
for you.
I mean,
if anything would happen...
Okay?
Okay
Okay.
But you have to
call me, okay?
I will. I promise.
All right. Okay.
All right, be safe.
Oh! God!
Your daughter was right.
About what?
The flying bat monkeys.
They... They attacked,
uh, Baldridge in the pasture.
They came, and they ate him.
Came after me. One jumped on my
back, and then I got in the shed.
And then they all flew away.
So you saw what Joan
was talking about.
Like, a flying bat monkey?
I'm saying I saw exactly
what Joan described.
You're lucky
she's still alive.
You know how to
use one of these?
What do you think?
Just take the safety off,
pull the trigger.
I got a bad feeling this has
something to do with Skippy.
I gotta get back to the house.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa,
whoa, what do you mean, "Skippy"?
Skippy.
my daughter's pet monkey.
Well, how long
you had Skippy?
I gave it to her
the day after graduation.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Come here. Let's go.
It's quicker, safer,
and I got tons of ammo.
Get in!
Open up! Open up!
Open...
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
You okay? Sonya...
Oh, my God,
Sonya, are you okay?
You don't have any crazy
monkeys in here, do you?
No, no, no. Why aren't
you wearing any clothes?
I was taking a shower.
He was in there. He was
in there looking at me.
My God.
It was horrible.
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