Frozen Kiss Page #2
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- 2009
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Just... just...
just... just...
He must have run off the road.
- He disappeared.
- What...
- Oh my god, Ryan! Stop!
- What...
- You hit him!
- I did not!
Yes you did!
Just stop the car.
A minute ago
you tell me to drive faster.
- Now you want me...
- Just stop the truck, Ryan!
Fine.
Hello?
Hello?
Is anybody there?
I'm sure I didn't hit anybody.
Ryan, I saw him, okay?
There's no blood.
There, look! Look!
- Where?
- There.
There's...
blood everywhere. Oh.
Oh my god.
Oh my god, you're right.
Oh, God, what... are you sure it was,
like, it was a person?
- It wasn't, like, a deer or something?
- I mean, I don't know, Ryan.
- Come here.
- I just saw it for a second,
- it just...
- Well, where is he?
Hello?
Where are you?
Do you think
we should call the sheriff?
No.
Because they'll think
we did it on purpose.
Why... why would they think that?
- Because it was him.
- Who?
That guy. The guy from the diner
earlier, it was him.
I mean, I only saw it for a second,
but I'm pretty sure.
Shelley, come on.
How could it be him?
How could he be behind us one second
and then in front of us the next?
I don't know, okay?
But I... I really think it was him.
You didn't happen to see the name of
the road we're on, did you
Uh... why?
I just got a little turned around,
that's all.
You- you- do you need a map?
No, Shelley, the map is not gonna do any
good if I don't know where I am.
Well, are we lost?
We're a little lost.
Is that like being a little pregnant?
No.
Look, we're gonna be okay, all right?
We- we've been driving for, what,
an hour now?
We can't be too far from home.
Is that a car up there?
Yeah.
What's it doing in the middle of
the road with no lights on?
May- maybe they're in trouble
and need some help.
We could use a little help ourselves.
Be right back.
- That's so weird.
- Weird? What was weird?
Uh, there's insects inside the car.
- Insects?
- Yeah. Flies or something.
No people? What...
No. Nothing but flies.
We're playing the songs of
the season here at KPOX,
and we've got a big old storm
brewing outside right now.
Hello?
Miranda, it's Gayle. Shelley's mom?
Oh. Hi.
Has- has Shelley called
you by any chance?
Uh, tonight? No, why?
Well, I haven't heard from her,
and I was, uh,
was getting a little concerned.
It's snowing like
you can't believe outside.
Oh, global warming.
I'm sorry?
We're gonna get a lot more snow
because of global warming.
We're gonna get a lot more
of everything.
Sweetie, you might wanna renew
your subscription to Time Magazine,
if you ever had one.
Um... I also, I don't think that's
how global warming works.
And if Shelley calls, I will make sure
that I don't get a hold of you.
- I'm sorry?
- Um,
nothing.
I'm just gonna go to bed, okay?
Have a good night.
Painkiller.
You bastard.
The National Weather Service is calling
for as much as three feet of snow.
And if we're lucky,
they'll taper off before morning,
with temperatures
as low as zero.
Yeah, that's right,
we're talking zero.
Hey, hey, hey,
there's a sign right there.
Where? Where?
Right there, right there.
Slow down.
- What?
- Roll down the window...
- Yeah. You see it?
- No, I can't see anything.
No, it's fine. I got it.
All right.
- Ryan! Ryan!
- What? Whoa, what happened?
I just saw Keith.
- Ryan, just go, okay?
- What... what happened?
Just go, Ryan!
Just start the car and let's go!
- Ryan! Ryan!
- What're you doing?
- He's trying to kill us!
- Get off of me!
- Ryan, Ryan, Ryan!
- Stop it! Get off!
Ah!
Ow!
I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Ow! What... what...
Wh- I'm sorry.
There's somebody outside of the car,
and I know this sounds crazy,
- but I really think...
- Stop it!
- it's Keith.
- We just need to get home. Okay?
We'll just get home,
and we'll be all... all better.
Come on!
Nine-one-one emergency.
Hello? Hello? Hey, hey,
I'm- I'm stuck in the snow. Hello?
You're stranded?
Look, we really need some help out here.
No, no, no, no, no. Who is that?
I think he's coming back.
Why do you think he's coming back?
Baby, are you sure the doors are locked?
Hold the doors.
Yes, sweetheart, the doors are locked.
Sir? Sir, who's in the car with you?
Come on! Hel- who- are you there?
Sir, who do you have in the car with you?
Uh, that's my girlfriend.
And, uh, what is she talking about
somebody coming back?
Look, no- nobody... Look, we just- we may
have seen a couple people out here,
and we think that they may be
trying to hurt us.
And why would they want to do that?
Well, you know,
I think... I... we... we think...
that... there- there may have been
an accident a while back.
And- and- and we think that
the other driver,
that he might be trying to hurt us.
Because you hurt him in the accident?
Maybe. But I... I... I don't even know
if there was an accident.
Have you been drinking?
No, no. I haven't had a drop to drink
all night long,
and neither has my girlfriend.
Okay. And exactly where are you?
We're- we're- uh,
we're- we're- we're near,
uh, Deer Tail Road.
My girlfriend said she saw a sign
that said that said Deer Tail Road.
Deer Tail Road.
I saw a sign that said Deer Tail Road.
I saw...
And that's- that should be about
a mile and a half from
I saw it back there. I don't-
Ten-twelve, we got a stranded vehicle
in the vicinity of.
Yeah, we got a white jeep,
license plate three H-E-L five eight one,
registered to a Ryan Edward Dunbar.
Oh, man, Ryan, I... I haven't
seen Ryan since high school.
Well, he and his girlfriend are stuck
in a ditch out about
a mile and a half from twenty-eight
seventy-six Montpelier.
- 2, 8, 7, 6, Montpelier?
- That's right.
Did he happen to mention
his girlfriend's name?
Uh, he didn't, no.
Uh, but he said he thought they might
have been involved in a hit and run.
He thought they might have been?
That's right.
That's what he said.
Um, he thought maybe the other driver
was trying to harm them in some way.
I don't know. It didn't make
a hell of a lotta sense, if you ask me.
Oh.
What do you want?
You're blitzed out of your head, huh?
No, I just almost fell over trying to
open the damn door.
Oh, maybe if you weren't drinking
you wouldn't almost be falling.
I'm crippled, Larry. Remember?
Yeah, in more ways than one.
Did you come all the way over here
just to insult me?
No, but as long as I'm here,
I figured I might as well.
That's hilarious.
You're- you're- you're just a real riot.
Well, you used to think so.
Well I came to my senses.
So if you're here to insult me,
just leave.
Shelley's stuck in a ditch.
What?
I heard it on my scanner.
Well how do you know it's her?
Boyfriend's name is Ryan, right?
Oh, that jerk. Don't remind me.
Yeah.
Well, uh, he called police dispatch,
gave your address and everything.
And, sounds like they've been
in an accident.
Uh, with somebody else, I mean.
Well, is she okay?
I didn't hear anything about
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