Hallows' Eve Page #5

- Oh, that was a long time ago.

Besides, some guy's

been calling her anyway.

When?

I don't know, right before we left.

He was all creepy.

And breathing hard on the phone.

She pretended she didn't

know him, yeah, right.

Wait.

- Get off.

- What?

Kate's with another guy?

What do you want me to say?

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

Hey, Joe, I didn't say he was here.

F***.

You came back.

I thought you would.

Just didn't think it would

take you this long.

All right, well...

What?

The cigarette? F***'s sake,

Joe, I'm putting it out, okay?

Come here.

Let's resume.

Joe, stop it. Joe,

Joe, stop it, get off.

Get off of me, Joe, stop!

Stop it, stop it, stop it!

Oh, that was so realistic.

This is gonna be so...

- No, thank you.

- You sure? I got the good sh*t.

I'm sorry, I just prefer not to.

Well, what would you prefer to do?

Hey, why don't you

leave the girl alone?

Relax, man, we're just having

a good time. Marty, come here.

Hey, why don't you

leave the girl alone?

Yo, man, chill the f*** out.

Hey, yo, Joe. Hey, man.

- Yo, Kate's looking for you.

- Where the hell is she?

No, we were just at... I mean,

all of us were just hanging out

by the biohazard place on

the hayride trail, man.

- Is she still up there?

- Yeah, man, I just left her, dude.

I'm gonna go find Ashley and we

are gonna smoke us up some more.

What... smoke what?

Is Kate smoking weed?

- You gotta be f***ing kidding me.

- What, she's a big girl, dude.

Listen, you stoner piece of sh*t.

If anything happens to her,

I'm gonna smash your ass

and smoke it, you hear me?

- Hey, man!

- What?

- What's going on?

- I don't know, dude's high-strung.

Said he wanted to smoke my ass.

I mean, what the hell is that?

- What are you on?

- What? No, I...

- I was looking for food.

- Shut up.

- And I was...

- Please, please.

- Please, just shut up.

- Guys. What's going on?

I don't know, maybe we

should call Tommy over

and see if we can figure out

what little Rudy's here on?

I didn't... I wasn't doing anything.

You didn't do anything. You're just

like your parents, you know that?

Total disregard for everything. Drinking,

smoking. It's all a joke to you, isn't it?

- No, I...

- Isn't it?

- It wasn't, it...

- Hey, guys, come on, okay?

Seriously, come on, hey, babe,

go check on Eve, all right?

She went down to the wardrobe

trailer to check on Roy and Sarah.

I need the fresh air anyway.

- I'll see if I can find Sarah too.

- Okay.

- It's getting ridiculous.

- What, just...

What was that all about?

Nothing.

What do my parents have to do with this?

Is he gonna call my dad again, he can't...

Can you just calm down for a second?

He's not gonna call anybody, okay?

- He's just upset.

- What is he so upset about?

He's upset about Eve's accident.

Why is he upset about that?

Well, you and your friends' parents

weren't the nicest kids back then, okay?

I didn't do anything.

You never do anything.

Did you do anything tonight?

I... I...

Get out of here.

- I... I...

- Get out of here.

Try to behave yourself, all right?

Where's Sarah?

Oh, she said she was gonna grab

some register tape from the shop.

Get the smoke machine, Sarah.

Get the tickets, kiss my ass.

Hello?

Somebody's in here.

Probably doing your f***ing job!

Goddamn, it's so dark in this...

This is disgusting.

I should just do everybody's job here

because that's what I do... F***!

Are you guys serious?

I think I lost my glasses, thank you!

These stupid dummies aren't

even supposed to be in here.

They're just gonna get

dirty and f***ed up.

Damn.

Oh, f***.

Oh, come on.

Oh, God. I hate Halloween.

I'm gonna hit the Easter

bunny in the f***ing head.

Biohazard.

What kind of hayride is this?

Ashley? Sh*t.

Ash, where you at?

Yo, Ash?

Yo, dude, come on, don't be mad,

all right? Look, I got hung up.

F***. Sh*t.

Damn.

Sh*t.

Joe, look, I didn't force her to smoke,

all right? She wanted to...

Hey, where is she, where's Kate?

And where's this biohazard place?

That's right, mister "hayrides suck"

doesn't know where he's going

'cause he can't ride on a wagon.

Would you shut up?

Look, when did you leave her,

and I swear if there's one hair wrong

on her head, I'm coming after you.

Just calm yourself down.

Did you call her?

Yeah, like, 50 times.

Well, maybe she passed out.

I mean, she did have a lot to smo...

She was tired and she...

- I swear, when I find you...

- Calm down, where are you?

Like some church thing?

Oh, no sh*t! Did you see

the floating coffin guy?

- Oh, I think he's kick-ass, dude.

- I'm gonna bad-ass you in a minute.

What's your problem, man? Come on.

All right, okay.

If you're looking at the...

church thing,

where the kick-ass

skeleton pallbearers, by the way,

that I wish I had in my

room 'cause they look...

- Look, Rudy.

- All right, whatever.

If you're looking at the church thing,

you wanna go to your right.

So it's close?

It's a ways, dude,

just... keep walking.

All right, and watch out for those crazy

a**holes driving the hayride tractors.

They drive like my mother.

I'm gonna meet up with you. I'm gonna

find Ashley, and I'm gonna come your way.

Oh, yo.

Oh, sh*t.

Bloody chips.

This place is kick-ass every year.

Kate?

Kate?

Donna? Hi.

God, I haven't... seen you around

the farm since we were kids.

Yeah, I know.

My girls... I just wanna drop

these coats off for them.

They may have texted a little

while ago asking for them?

But they didn't tell me

where to meet them.

You know what, leave them with me,

it's okay. I'll give it to them.

- I'm sure they're gonna come this way.

- No, it's fine. I brought Kate's extra key.

Did you look in the back?

Maybe alongside the building?

Oh, okay.

Laura, I'm gonna go check

on my brother. Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it.

- Okay.

What the f*** are you doing?

Get the...

It's the end of the ride

for you two clowns.

Yo!

Driver, you can go now.

- Trash is off.

- F*** you!

I'll see you when it

goes back around.

F***ing punk!

What the f*** was that about?

- I have no f***ing idea.

- I'm gonna beat his f***ing ass.

Damn, it's good.

Oh, a frickin' mess, though.

What have we got here?

No food?

That's a bunch of sh*t

like my mother would buy.

What?

What... I'll pick up the trash, all right?

I just... that bag isn't even mine.

I didn't wanna buy that crap.

Hey, I don't mean crap.

It's not crap.

I'm just saying, man.

I'll pick everything up, all right?

Damn, fine, just slow down, man.

Get away from me, all right,

get away from me. Somebody!

What are you doing?

Get away from me, all right?

What do you want?

Help!

Stay away... stay the

f*** away from me!

What do you want?

What do you want from me?

Just get the f*** away!

F***ing crazy!

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no!

Help me, help me!

No, please, please, please...

- Sh*t was real as hell!

- It was so f***ing real.

What the f*** is on your face, dude?

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