Infected Page #3

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- NO, NO.

SARAH, YOUR DADDY'S

NOT YOUR DADDY ANYMORE.

STAY HERE WITH ME.

- COME ON OVER, PLEASE.

[snarls]

- NO, I DON'T THINK SO.

I'M GONNA TAKE HER WITH ME.

- HONEY.

GET OVER HERE.

- HE'S MY DAD.

- NO, THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG

WITH HIM.

WE HAVE TO GO FIND HIM

SOME HELP, OKAY?

YOU JUST COME WITH ME.

- NO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

- NO, I KNOW.

I KNOW YOU WANT SEE HIM.

HE LOOKS LIKE YOUR DAD,

BUT HE'S NOT YOUR DAD.

- COME TO DADDY.

[growls softly]

- NO!

- [snarling]

[both snarl]

[engine revs, tires screech]

[fire crackling]

[eerie ambient music]

[twangy acoustic guitar music]

- BLOOD RARE,

THE WAY GOD MEANT IT TO BE.

YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT ME

TO THROW ONE OF THESE

ON THE FIRE:

FOR YOU THERE, LOUIS?

- I THINK I'M GONNA STAY

ON A LIQUID DIET.

- SUIT YOURSELF.

PASS ME ONE OF THOSE BEERS,

WILL YOU?

[chuckles]

MY, MY, YOU'RE SMELLING

PRETTY GOOD THERE, BOY.

- HE WENT TO A TURKISH BATH.

IT'S RIGHT DOWN THE ROAD.

[chuckling]

COME ON BACK.

WE'RE GONNA MAKE S'MORES.

[both laughing]

- YOU KNOW, YOUR SON OVER THERE

IS SMITTEN.

- HORMONES.

- JEREMY!

SUPPER'S ON!

COME AND GET IT!

FEAST TOGETHER...

ALL RIGHT, LET'S EAT.

- I THINK MY FEE ARE ON FIRE.

- SO YOU'RE A VEGETARIAN TOO.

- WELL, YOU DON'T KNOW WHA YOU'RE MISSING THERE, LOUIS.

COOKED IT UP FOR YOU,

MY LIEGE.

- LOOKS PERFECT.

- THANKS FOR GETTING HER,

EAGLE EYE.

BLESS THIS FALLEN BEAST,

FOR 'OUT HIM,

THERE WILL BE NO FEAST.

- BON APPETIT.

- THAT'S GOOD.

THAT IS GOOD.

[twangy acoustic guitar music]

- YOU'RE A BETTER MAN THAN I,

GUNGA DIN.

AFTER JEREMY'S MOM,

I'VE BEEN IN NO HURRY

TO JUMP BACK IN THE FIRE.

FIRM BACHELORHOOD FOR ME.

ANOTHER ONE?

- SURE, WHY NOT?

HOW MANY TIMES YOU BEEN MARRIED,

ED?

- [chuckles]

THREE, MY FRIEND,

AND THREE STRIKES,

YOU'RE OUT.

ONLY GOOD THING TO COME OU OF IT ALL WAS JEREMY.

SETH, WHY DON'T YOU

GO BACK THERE IN YOUR ROOM

AND FETCH US:

THAT BOTTLE OF NAPOLEON BRANDY

YOU GOT HIDDEN?

- ALL RIGHT.

- AND AFTER THAT,

WHY DON'T YOU CHOP SOME WOOD?

I MEAN, WHAT, ARE WE SUPPOSED

TO DO ALL THE WORK AROUND HERE?

WHY THE F***

DOES THIS GUY COME HERE?

- YOU KNOW,

THIS WHOLE NEW KID THING

IS MAKING ME PRETTY NERVOUS,

CONSIDERING I DIDN'T DO

A VERY GOOD JOB:

FIRST TIME AROUND.

- IT'S NEVER TOO LATE

TO GET IT RIGHT.

HERE'S TO HAVING THE BALLS

TO TRY.

[glasses clink]

- THANK YOU, ED.

[mysterious shrill tone]

- WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?

- NOTHING, I JUST FEEL

A LITTLE LIGHT-HEADED.

- YOU ALL RIGHT?

- YEAH.

- WHAT THE F*** HAPPENED

TO YOUR HAND?

- OH, NOTHING,

JUST A SCRATCH.

FUNNY, THOUGH.

KELLY'S GRANDMA BIT ME.

- SHE SURE DID.

WHAT, IS SHE F***ING SENILE?

- HERE YOU GO, GUYS.

- YEAH, I WORRY.

I GOT A FEELING:

THIS WILL DO THE TRICK.

- [laughing]

OKAY.

- [laughs]

- POUR AWAY.

- YEAH.

LET ME SCURRY THAT ONE UP

FOR YOU.

- MM-HMM.

- [chuckles]

- HERE'S TO THOSE HUNGRY

COUNTRY GIRLS.

- OH, MY GOODNESS.

- YEAH, THAT'S THE GOOD STUFF.

- MAKES ME FEEL YOUNG AGAIN.

- [coughs]

[sniffles]

[spits]

[eerie ambient music]

- YO.

- DICK.

- WHAT, ARE YOU GOING

TO A RAVE?

- YOU'RE FUNNY.

YOU WANT TO FIRE OFF

A COUPLE ROUNDS WITH ME?

- FIRE OFF A COUPLE ROUNDS

OF THAT.

- HERE YOU GO, MAN.

BE CAREFUL WITH THAT.

IT'S REALLY GOOD.

- OOH.

- HOW YOU DOING, MAN?

- I DON'T KNOW.

THIS F***ING TRIP.

MY DAD IS TRYING TO PACK IN

IT'S NOT HAPPENING.

- OH, MAN,

THE F***ING DOCTOR.

JESUS CHRIST, EVERY YEAR,

HE'S ALL OVER ME,

EVERYTHING I DO.

- "GRAZING BEASTS DON'T FEED ON

OTHER GRAZING BEASTS."

- DID HE F***ING SAY THAT?

- WHAT THE F***

DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

- I BET HIS BLONDE HAIR

WAS LIKE--

[imitates wind blowing]

BLOWING IN THE WIND.

I SWEAR TO GOD,

HE'S GOT A PERM.

- HEY, LISTEN, MAN.

I'M GONNA ASK YOU A QUESTION.

- WHAT'S THAT?

- AND, TO ME,

THIS IS ALL THAT MATTERS.

DID YOU BRING LORETTA?

- [laughs]

GET THE F*** OVER HERE, KID.

- HE SAID, "I DO EVERYTHING

EXCEPT FOR TWO THINGS.

I DON'T KISS,

AND I DON'T SWALLOW."

[both laughing]

- OH, GOD,

THOSE WERE THE GOOD OLD DAYS

WHEN WE WERE:

IN THE SERVICE, LOUIS.

AH, NO WORRIES.

CAREFREE.

- IT WASN'T ALL FUN AND GAMES.

THAT'S FOR SURE.

- YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT, BU OTHER THAN WHAT WE HAD TO DO,

IT WAS PRETTY CAREFREE.

MAY WE NEVER HAVE TO GO

THAT WAY AGAIN, BUDDY.

[glasses clink]

- AH, TO BE YOUNG...

YOUNG AGAIN.

- YOU KNOW, I'M NOT REALLY SURE

I CAN HANDLE THAT.

- OH, I BET YOU COULD.

LISTEN, I'M GONNA HIT IT.

I GOT TO TURN IN.

- GOOD SEEING YOU, PAL.

- YEAH.

THERE'S ONLY ONE DOCTOR ED,

AND THAT'S YOU.

- [laughs]

[glasses clink]

- NIGHTY NIGHT.

[mysterious shrill tone]

[eerie ambient music]

- LORETTA LOO?

SOMEONE'S HERE TO SEE YOU.

YOU REMEMBER ANDREW.

DOES SHE FEEL GOOD?

- OH, SHE'S SO BADASS.

HO, HO.

SHE LOOKS AMAZING.

- WELL, HAVE AT IT, HOSS.

- HEY, SETH.

DO DEER EAT MEAT?

- [laughs]

NO.

TOLD YOU:

THAT SH*T WAS GOOD.

[electronic ringtone]

- OH.

[sighs]

[roaring monstrously]

DID YOU GET MY--

DID YOU GET MY CHECK?

[panting painfully]

[growling]

HOW COME YOU DIDN'T CASH IT?

I NOTICED YOU DIDN'T CASH IT.

[growling]

I'LL BE IN CHARGE

OF WHERE SHE IS!

[sobbing quietly]

NO, I DIDN'T F***ING FEED HER,

ALL RIGHT?

WHAT THE F***?

OF COURSE I FED HER.

SHE'S EATING.

[snarls monstrously]

[chewing loudly]

YEAH, WHAT THE F***

DID I JUST SAY?

[panting]

SHE HAD ONE BITE, AND NOW

SHE'S HAVING ANOTHER BITE.

OKAY?

[sobbing quietly]

OH, YOU MEAN THE POOL HOUSE

WHERE YOU F***ED THE CABANA BOY?

THAT POOL HOUSE?

IS THAT THE ONE:

YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT?

[glass shattering]

[roars]

COME ON,

I'M HAVING A BAD DAY.

CAN WE JUST HAVE A TALK?

[snarling]

LISTEN, LET'S JUST TALK.

CAN WE JUST TALK A LITTLE

LIKE NICE PEOPLE?

I'M NOT ALWAYS LATE!

I'M NOT ALWAYS LATE.

LOOK, CAN WE JUST TALK

FOR A LITTLE BIT, PLEASE?

I'M NOT MAD.

I'M NOT MAD.

ARE YOU MAD AT ME?

PLEASE DON'T BE.

CAN--CAN WE JUST HAVE A TALK?

[television clattering]

I DON'T--I DON'T WAN ANY PROBLEMS, OKAY?

CAN WE JUST HAVE A TALK?

CAN WE JUST TALK?

CAN YOU JUST F***ING TALK TO ME?

[glass shatters]

[sighing with relief]

[eerie ambient music]

[droning ominous music]

- [snarling]

[panting monstrously]

- LOUIS?

DOCTOR DENNEHEY?

SETH?

- WHAT IS IT, KELLY?

- I'M SORRY.

MY GRANDMA'S GONE.

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN GONE?

- I DON'T KNOW,

I HEARD A NOISE,

AND I HEARD THE FRONT DOOR

FLY OPEN.

I WENT DOWN THERE,

AND NO ONE WAS THERE.

AND I WENT TO GO SEARCH

FOR HER,

AND SHE'S GONE.

- WHERE'S HER CAR?

- IT'S IN THE DRIVEWAY.

- SHE COULDN' HAVE GONE VERY FAR

WITHOUT THE CAR.

- I THINK SOMEBODY TOOK HER.

- NO, NO,

IT'S PROBABLY THE FEVER

CAUSING HER TO HALLUCINATE,

MAYBE SLEEPWALK.

- SHE'S NEVER DONE

ANYTHING LIKE THAT BEFORE.

- OKAY, LISTEN.

I'M GONNA GO LOOK FOR HER,

OKAY?

KELLY, YOU COME WITH ME.

LET'S GO.

YOU KIDS STAY HERE.

CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND ME.

LOCK IT UP.

ANY PLACE IN PARTICULAR

WHERE SHE EVER BEEN

ROAMING AROUND UP HERE BEFORE?

- WELL, SHE LIKES THE STREAM,

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