In the Grey Page #2
- Year:
- 2012
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Nice and warm.
Let it move over you.
It's all right.
What?
Let your thoughts go.
All the good things.
All the good
things. Yeah?
Who do you love?
Who do you love, Luke?
My girl Rosie.
Is she your daughter?
She's six.
Let her take you, then.
Let her take you.
It's okay. It's okay.
Wait for me.
Did he just f***ing die?
He just f***ing died,
didn't he?
Come on.
- Did you...
- Yeah.
- Did you feel him go?
- Yeah.
I felt him go.
Is this everyone?
Is this everyone
who's still alive?
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
One, two, three...
Seven. Seven of us
that we know of. Yeah?
Okay. Okay.
You happy, fuckhead?
You had to open up your fat f***ing mouth.
You had to keep talking.
You had to put
the whammy on us.
I didn't do sh*t. Did I
f***ing crash us? Huh?
We need a fire.
Did I...
I didn't do sh*t.
We should gather up
anything that'll burn,
seats, luggage,
any wood we can find.
What are you doing?
I said we need a fire.
It's about 10 below
and dropping.
So we don't die.
We build up a fire,
then we find food.
And at daybreak, we figure
out what way is south,
and we start walking.
Nobody's gonna find us.
Not here.
Somebody will find us. I mean,
somebody'll be f***ing searching.
They gotta know that plane
went off the radar.
Right. If they send 50 planes,
maybe they'll find us.
But they won't send 50 planes
because it won't matter.
Because we won't
have time to wait
for the one or two
that they will send.
Corporate doesn't give a f***.
Corporate doesn't give a f***.
Nobody gives a sh*t about us.
You know how much payroll they
just pocketed in this crash?
If we don't move and work
now, we're all f***ed.
Unless you want
to freeze to death,
'cause that's the one thing
that will come for you.
Hey, a**hole! That's jet
fuel, get away from there.
Water, wood, something to wear.
Hey, you can't burn that.
That sh*t'll kill us.
F***.
Ohh.
We gotta do
something with the bodies.
F*** the bodies.
F*** the bodies.
The bodies...
Grab what burns.
Or you're gonna be a body.
Relax, Rambo. Relax.
You f***ing relax.
Tell me to relax.
They're everywhere.
I got a book.
It's called We're All F***ed!
It's a bestseller.
Here you go.
F***.
Hey, man. Take it easy with that.
Why?
'Cause I don't wanna
f***ing catch fire.
Hello?
I see you! I'm coming.
Jesus Christ.
Get off her, you motherf***er.
Where are they?
- You okay?
- You see them?
You Okay?
I swear, these motherfuckers...
ls there any more?
Hey, man. We gotta get
the f*** out of here.
Don't stand around.
Let's get the f*** out.
F*** this! Do not stand
the f*** in one place.
You f***ing kidding me?
Ottway, what the hell was that?
What the hell was that?
I didn't see it.
I heard it.
I didn't see sh*t!
They're f***ing big.
They're big.
Maybe I'll turn into
a wolf man now, huh?
Wait, that sh*t's
not real, right?
You mean, he can't...
Asswipe, what do
you think? Really?
I don't know, man. I meant,
like, rabies or whatever.
I didn't think
the motherf***er was
gonna grow claws
and teeth and sh*t.
F***.
So, you think
there's more of them?
Wolves? Maybe.
Yeah. Most likely.
But we shouldn't be worrying
about them right now.
We should be worrying
about finding food.
They're probably
only passing through.
Wait a minute. Passing
through as opposed to what?
Living here. Hunting here.
Wolves have a territorial
range of about 300 miles,
and a kill range of 30.
If we're close to their den, and
if we're within that radius,
then they'll come after us.
Well, how can we
tell if we're close?
We can't.
They might've
just been feeding.
There's bodies everywhere. I
threatened them, they attacked.
What about the radius?
I mean, if we're in that, what?
They're gonna fight us?
I thought wolves
were scared of people.
Not if we're near their den.
They're not scared
of anything then.
What kind of wolves are they?
I mean, what do they call the ones
that just eat plants and sh*t?
They don't call them wolves.
Herbivores,
that's what you mean.
That's wishful thinking.
When did you become king sh*t f***ing
animal expert all of a sudden?
They paid me to kill those things,
to keep them from killing you.
So it makes sense for me
to know they're man-eaters
and they don't give a sh*t
about berries and shrubs.
There's blood in the air.
And there's death.
They know we're wounded.
They can smell it.
Hopefully they
won't f*** with us.
We need to move
these bodies out of here.
And then we've gotta find food.
Check this f***ing thing out.
Jesus, Diaz, don't do that.
No, man.
I saw one of these once.
It's got a beacon, you know?
Like a GPS.
Yeah.
Holy sh*t!
Holy sh*t, man.
It works. It's beeping!
This thing will reach up,
like, 40,000 feet!
Yes, I think that's
great that that gives you hope.
It's f***ing heartwarming.
Very funny, bro.
That's nice, my friend. That's calfskin.
It's very nice. Not cheap.
Since you cocksuckers didn't
give us a holiday bonus,
I'm gonna accept this
on behalf of my homies.
Put that back.
Put it back!
We're not looting
dead bodies for swag.
You got lucky today, Ottway.
You should be lying there with them.
Don't push it.
I'm not gonna say it again.
Motherf***er,
take a big step back!
I'm gonna start beating the sh*t out
of you in the next five seconds,
and you're gonna swallow a lot
of blood for a f***ing billfold.
I can't f***ing
stand guys like that.
Hey, you're gonna just
turn that into charcoal, bro.
No, I got it.
By my account, I'd say we
have about enough booze
for you guys to get
drunk two more times.
Don't get weird.
After that,
then we'll all be sober.
Jack makes me fight.
Oh, yeah.
Ladies, ladies!
You like the white
or the brown?
How about some brown stuff?
No tequila.
Sorry about that.
It's all good.
Thanks, papa.
Where the f***
did you get that?
In that thing, that
serving thing with wheels on it.
Bunch of dead
bodies all over, man.
You wanna make sure you know
where that meat came from.
It's like that movie
where they start
taking chunks of frozen
ass out of that guy.
The plane crash.
That dude
from Training Day? Right.
That'd be f***ing
funny as f***.
That was like
dead ass on a stick.
Or you thought like a severed
dick was a hotdog, right?
That's too f***ing funny.
I wish some of the other
dudes would have lived.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
HERNANDEZ; You hear that?
Get up! Get up!
What is that?
Go, go, go!
What the f*** is that?
What is it?
What the f***...
Everybody be cool.
Don't move.
Jesus Christ!
Stare right back at them.
Wait, wait, wait.
Why are they coming closer?
F*** this sh*t. I'm
getting back in the plane.
Flannery, God damn
it, don't move.
Look at the size of
that f***ing thing.
We'll take...
We'll take two-hour shifts.
I'll start.
You guys get some sleep.
Yeah, like that
sh*t's gonna happen.
Don't be afraid.
Hey.
Don't drift off on us, Burke.
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