Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed Page #3
Here.
I'll leave the door unlocked, okay?
Just bring that back.
Brigitte?
What... what are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
Want a snort?
I have to find a way out of here.
Brigitte?!
Brigitte?
Brigitte?
Brigitte?
Brigitte?
Don't bother.
Alice probably sealed up every window
herself.
Do you ever see things when you're
stoned?
I just saw the freakiest thing.
It is like an animal, but deformed.
Beth-Ann?
Brigitte!
You said you'd wait for me.
- Go back to the clinic.
- Why?
Wha... what's going on?
It got Beth-Ann.
How do we get out of here?
- That way.
- We can't go that way.
This way.
Are you sure this is the way?
Over here.
Ghost?
Ghost? Ghost?
Ghost? Ghost?
Ghost, what are you doing?
We gotta pay the ferryman.
Let's go.
Good luck on your sad journey to the
other side, Beth-Ann.
I'm sorry you were such a c*nt.
Faster!
This is the crematorium.
There should be a way through the
back.
In there!
Go! Go!
Come on, go!
Get in the car.
- Do you think it's dead?
- Just go!
Oh God, you're bleeding.
- What if you bleed to death?
- That's the least of our worries.
So was that the one that bit you?
I wasn't bit, my sister was.
And no, it wasn't the same one.
Well... well, where did it come from?
The infinite darkness?
I don't think so, Ghost.
I don't like the suburbs.
- If you weren't bit, then...
- I infected myself with her blood.
I thought I could make her stop if I
was like her.
I always wanted a sister.
Where is she now?
She isn't, I stopped her.
You killed your own sister?
There wasn't much of Ginger left in
what I killed.
So... so what'd you use, a silver
bullet?
A knife.
They're not superheroes, Ghost.
Ooh, baby...
...Passing in the night
So fine
You know it's gonna be
So, come on, come on, come on, come
on, baby
Come on, if you want it to be...
Are you okay?
Your bathrooms are out of order.
- Yeah. You...
- Come on, love me tonight
And I'll be yours till the sun comes
up...
You can use the staff bathroom.
Come on.
I got chips.
Alice says chips don't fall into one
of the four food groups.
One of her many lies.
You still eat chips, right?
It's happening too fast.
I need the monkshood.
Where's the needle?
Oh crap.
I really need a syringe.
Didn't your grandmother have diabetes
or an allergy to nuts or bees or
anything?
Why don't you just drink it?
I've tried that, it doesn't work.
Put it up your nose.
That's what all the other girls do.
I never had a sleepover before.
Once I almost did,
but then Barbara told
Caroline Kish's mom
that she'd have to pay her $9 an hour,
because it was basically like
babysitting.
Is this her?
Your grandma?
Yep. That's Barbara.
She was a provincial curling champion
four years in a row.
You call your grandmother Barbara?
- She called me Ghost.
- Why is that?
Barbara had this book called
"Behavioral Modification"
when I was seven.
It was all about subconscious
messaging.
She called me Ghost because she hates
sudden noises, which I made a lot of.
Sometimes even walking around made
Barbara angry.
She was putting up
Christmas lights in here,
I was in the living room,
and she yelled for me to plug them in
so she could see
which ones were broken.
They lit her synthetic mumu on fire.
When I came in she was screaming,
trying to stop, drop and roll.
But thatjust got her more and more
twisted up in the lights.
That's really awful.
I'm just shitting you.
She fell asleep with her bedtime
cigarette.
I always told her not to smoke in bed.
Funny.
After the accident
I took care of her.
- People think that's bad.
- Is that why you're at the clinic?
No, I'm at the clinic because Alice
gets money to keep me there.
Is that right?
Yeah, she just makes up another thing
about me to fix,
like "Hostility to conventional
morality,"
or "ADD"...that's Attention Deficit
Disease.
Actually, that's disorder...
Attention Deficit Disor...
Whatever, or "Inability to communicate
with the other residents."
You've seen them, who'd want to?
Barbara had dry eyes.
I don't see how that's gonna get into
your blood.
It's not as good as shooting,
but the membrane behind your eyeball's
permeable,
like the bottom of your tongue.
The problem with the mouth
- is the saliva, which kills toxins...
- You like science, huh?
I do too.
Sick... I can't watch.
It's gonna find you, isn't it?
The fact that it didn't kill you
tonight
means something.
Maybe he's like you
and it's not in his nature to kill,
and he secretly wants...
Ghost...
it wants to mate with me.
Oh.
Don't try too hard to visualize that.
My sister and I shared a room.
A sleepover every night.
Kind of.
Do you miss her?
All the time.
Ghost?!
Ghost?!
Ghost?!
I'm up here.
What is that thing out front?
Polly.
Polly Ester.
She explodes.
When I get her set up in the yard,
she'll be attached to a trip wire.
We'll see how he likes that.
Is that supposed to be me?
I look tough.
What do you do with these things?
Trade powers.
Comics are very incoherent.
Their makers send them out into the
world
unprepared for all the demons and
enemies they'll face.
I assess their weaknesses... make them
stronger.
Who's that?
Burned Barbara.
I took away her nerve endings so she
can't feel pain.
So, what are you giving me?
What do you want?
Time.
That's hard.
You have to leave me.
You have to take the car and you have
to get out of here.
You didn't leave your sister.
That was different.
- She was out of control.
- And you aren't?
Look at you.
I'm not leaving you.
"Her isolation was made worse by a
growing desire to devour men...
but she resisted,
for she knew this would bring
destruction and death."
It'sjust me.
You scared me.
Polly.
We destroyed the monster.
Stay inside, it may still be alive.
Polly got a deer.
"She kneeled to devour the downy
innocent...
And all through the land
the forest creatures wept."
I need more monkshood.
We have to call Tyler.
You have blood on your face.
- Hello?
- It's Brigitte.
What?
Where the hell are you?
I'll give you the clinic car if you
bring me my stuff.
Okay... okay, just wait.
Let me turn off the TV.
Brigitte, you still there?
Sort of.
It's been an hour.
Shouldn't he be here by now?
Stay here.
In the morning light
Feels so good by me...
Hello?!
It could be so right...
Work hard in the daytime
For our dinner at night
Comfort me at the right time
Everything's gonna be all right
Make me do anything you want
Make me be everything you want
Make me do anything you want.
- That is not funny.
- But it's not completely unfunny.
He's here.
Yes, he is here ladies.
Hey, my car's back there.
Umm...
So this is home, huh, Ghost?
Kind of has a Manson family charm.
You know she took care of Granny after
the fire?
All burned up?
How long was it until the police
showed up?
43 days.
- Yikes.
- Did you bring a needle?
Yeah.
I'm suspended without pay because of
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