Infestation Page #5
- Daddy.
- I'll snap her neck like a twig.
- That's my daughter.
- And that's my son.
Alright, you toss the keys over to him.
- Baby.
- Nice and easy.
It's gonna be OK.
That's my girl. Waste him.
No, no, no!
Baby! Baby!
Oh, f***.
Goddamn son of a...
Don't!
There must be a back door here.
Well, come on. It's gonna be
bug-a-palooza here in a second.
- Whoa!
- What?
- Candy.
- No, no, Dad, we have no time.
Maybe we do,
if we're gonna go into that nest.
You wanna do that?
If what happened to Albert's gonna
happen to me, I wanna go out in style.
- I don't think there's anything left.
- Yeah, maybe, maybe.
What are you gonna do,
make a citizen's arrest?
Let's see.
Ah.
Huh?
- Dad, we gotta go.
- Yeah, I know.
Well, hello.
Hey, Dad.
Let's use these.
It's faster than walking, right?
And just as quiet.
Hugo and I got about as far
as the end of the street this morning,
we passed this little dachshund,
all webbed up.
I couldn't just leave it,
so I unwrapped it.
Little damn thing
started barking its fool head off.
I was trying to keep its mouth shut when
I felt something drop down behind me.
Damn little dog.
It's pretty funny, actually.
You're enjoying this?
Yeah, sure. I'm in my element.
Haven't had this much fun
since Fallujah.
Fallujah. Am I adopted?
- Tell me about this game.
- What game?
The one Maureen was gonna fire you for.
It's pretty simple, really.
You call out to somebody when
their back's turned, you say their name,
and then, well, when they turn back
around, you pretend like you didn't.
Huh!
Dad, it's just fun, OK?
Yeah, if you're six.
You know, your mother was proud of you.
No matter how much I argued
about how your life was directionless,
she was always proud.
I'd b*tch about how you only had done
three semesters at the college,
but she said you always
had to do things differently.
She was proud that you made
your own way, followed your own path.
Oh! Look out!
I'm sorry.
Wow.
Well, that's certainly gonna
lower property values.
- What do we once we're in there?
- Find a weak spot.
- The area that'll hurt 'em the most.
- And Sara.
Sure, if we can. Then we plant our bomb
and run like hell.
Oh, God!
Dad?
Dad? Dad, what's wrong?
- I... My stomach.
- You should sit down.
- No.
- You gotta sit down.
What?
I said... I'm sorry.
What the f*** are you doing?
I'd rather have you hate me
than be dead.
No, no. Dad, no. Dad!
Hu... Hugo! No!
Hugo! F***. Dad!
- Dad...
- She's gone.
The chances of Sara being alive
are zero.
- Dad, you can't do this.
- This is for you.
No, Dad. I wanna do this, Dad.
You don't understand.
- The keys.
- Dad...
You get out of here when Hugo wakes up
and you go away as far as you can.
- No, Dad!
- I love you.
Then don't leave me here!
Dad! Goddamn it.
Goddamn it!
Hugo. Damn it.
It's so dark in here. It's pitch black.
I don't know if we can...
We're OK. OK.
Thank you, buddy. Thanks, buddy.
Thanks.
Oh, hey, hey.
It works.
One, two... Oh, wait, wait.
Listen. Hey, listen to me.
I know you can't hear me, but I need
you to understand something.
You don't have to go in there,
but I do, OK? You don't have...
And you're going anyway. That's awesome.
That's fantastic.
Wait for me. It's dark.
Oh, God!
Sara? Sara?
Uh-huh. Yeah.
I'm Ethan. Cooper's dad.
Oh!
- Oh, my God.
- It's OK. It's OK.
Here, I got it.
Oh, thanks. Now, the way I came in
will take you to the outside.
You take two lefts and a right.
And you be quiet and be quick.
I can't find my mom.
I'm sorry, honey.
I'm sorry. But, please,
you gotta get out of here now.
- She'd want you to.
No, no. I'm not leaving.
I'm on a one-way ride.
Well, I'm coming with you, then.
I've seen the queen.
I can take you to her.
You know,
I can see why you two get along.
Hey, if we get Sara...
Oh! God.
Back up. Give me some space.
Go that way.
OK. OK. OK.
Oh!
Hugo. Hugo. Hey. Are you OK?
Holy sh*t. We gotta get out of here.
We gotta get out of here right now, OK?
Hey, on your shoulder. Your shoulder!
They're biting!
They're biting me! They're biting!
She was here. I swear.
I believe you.
Alright, here.
You're gonna be needing those.
Alright. I want you to get out of here.
And that's an order. No argument.
Oh, God. Ethan!
No!
Hey, Hugo. Hey, come on!
No! We can't let her crush the bomb!
Go on! Go get it!
Come on! Bring it here!
Damn it.
- Dad, come on!
- Come on, Ethan.
No, I can't. My legs are f***ed.
- What?
- I'll hold her back.
- Oh, God.
- Sh*t. See that?
Remember to floss.
Now get out of here. Go! Go.
We're not leaving you.
Please!
I love you, Dad.
- Son!
- Yeah?
So that would be a point for me?
Yeah, it's a fun game.
- Cooper!
- Go! I'll meet you outside.
Whoa! Whoa!
OK. OK, OK, OK.
God!
Cooper, hurry!
Get him!
Run!
- I had the scariest dream.
- Bugs?
No. I was eating
pralines and cream ice cream,
but you told me
it was mint chocolate chip.
You were lying, but it wasn't you,
it was Hugo, Hugo was you.
You sat down and played this wonderful
Chopin piece on the piano for me,
but it sounded more like death metal.
Hmm. Yeah.
Speaking of hearing things,
we need you to hear something.
Ow.
No buzzing?
Nothing's moved for hours.
That's awesome.
So...
We're... We're like an item, right?
I mean, you know,
I just wanna slap a label on it
before we wake up somebody
far cooler than I am, that's all.
Is that even possible?
- So you're my motorcycle girl?
- Yeah, something like that.
Awesome.
Look.
- Whoa.
- Holy sh*t.
First I'm here
Then I'm there
And I know it's a drag
But I'm here
So let's stress
All the things that I say
All the things that I do
All the things I will tear
All the thoughts I will ruin
Looks familiar
Then something is wrong
There is one thing you should know
There's always two ways out
And my eyes
And my arms
And my legs are intact
And my mind, askew
Lost and unpacked
Looks familiar
Then something is wrong
There is one thing you should know
There's always two ways out
That's the worth
when the world stops spinning on
Dark times are cut
from different cloth
Are not the threads
that we are made of
That we are made of
As I lay in the grass
Knowing now things will pass
Now I know things will pass
So I glide
On this moment in time
Looks familiar
Then something is wrong
There is one thing you should know
There's always two ways out
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