Killer Holiday Page #2
Done gone stupid
Well, they done gone stupid
and they keep on getting stupid.
Hey, guys, what are you doing?
Ain't fooling...
- Open the door.
- Ain't fooling...
Guys, come on.
Open the door.
Guys?
Guys, open the door!
Guys, there's something in here!
Guys, come on!
Open the door!
This is not funny!
Guys, open the door!
Open the door!
Get that opened up for you.
Ow .
Adam?
Adam?
Oh, you was in there?
You are so screwed.
Come on, bro,
we were just messing with you.
You good?
- Dude!
- Hey, come on, man.
The darn door give me
a new manicure.
Got paint on my fingers.
- God damn it!
- Splinters on my toes.
Come on, dog.
You ain't even got a good comeback?
I'm kinda jealous.
You guys are idiots sometimes, I swear.
You know,
it's 5:
00 and this is the first--what the hell is that?
A piece of corn.
I think there that's a piece of corn.
- Come on, bro.
- It's about time!
Jack, I told you not to be
eating that stuff.
Hey, Taylor, I'm driving.
Move out the way.
Move out the way.
Hey, kids!
Hey, kids!
Yo, hey.
What's-- what's up?
Well, I was back there
listening to my CB
and apparently someone's gotten
killed up on the highway.
Got themselves killed.
And now traffic's all backed up
all the way to Corn County.
- Accident?
- Nope, somebody cut him up.
They got cut up really good.
And if I were you
I'd get off this road.
Unless you're not busy
for a month or two.
Hey, guys, somebody got killed.
What? Ew.
Well, killed?
Well, according
to the freak back there,
traffic's backed up
all the way to Corn County.
I can get us around this.
Let's take the back roads.
I want you to get these
to central, okay?
- You've got it.
- Okay.
- Bodrogi.
- What's that?
Bodrogi.
Oh sh*t.
- Jesus.
- Through and through.
You think.
Where's the girl?
She's on spring break with her friends.
The lake or the hot springs?
The lake.
We got a park ranger standing by.
God.
Heep me up to speed.
I want anything
- the minute you get it.
- You got it, sir.
Gotta feel bad for the girl.
You're already dead.
You're already dead.
Guys, listen, quiet!
Itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the water spout...
Damn! Stop messing
with the radio!
God, that was weird!
Sh*t, now I don't have
any cell reception out here!
- Oh sh*t.
- What the hell?
- Huh?
- What was that?
Weird.
The tires are fine.
What the hell was that?
You think it was electrified?
There's an end over here.
Give me that.
Look, it's not like
we're on anybody's
property out here.
- Is it?
- Forget the wire. Let's go.
Look, Madison.
Oh!
You think it's open?
Yeah, like 30, 40 years ago.
Let's go check
this place out, huh?
How many places are we gonna stop
before we get to the lake?
- Where is it?
- 4.2 miles.
- We can read.
- Let's go.
- Stop!
- Adam, are you scared?
Come on, Adam,
I'll hold your hand for the ride.
Oh, hold on there now.
Hold on, I say.
Don't you come any closer.
All right.
I want you to take this thing,
turn around
and get the hell out of here.
Look, we're not trying
to bother you or anything.
We're just trying
to go through, please.
What's the matter with you, boy?
Didn't you hear a word I just said?
Turn it around
and get the hell gone!
- What's going on here?
- Get back in the motor home.
Don't make me use this.
Now go on and get
the hell out of here!
Okay, we're going.
We're going. Go!
Well, we're going in the wrong
direction, that's for sure.
Trevor, screw this.
Turn around.
Guys, let's go back.
We should go back home.
No, we should go back
to the old guy and be friendly.
- Bring him some food or something.
- Food?
Madison, he had a shotgun. If he wanted
food, he would have taken it from us.
He doesn't have a right to stop us
from driving. He doesn't own the road.
Guys, the wire's
been tripped, right?
Why don't we just drive past his place
really fast and he won't even know.
Mmm, Derrick's in.
- You know what? I need a drink.
- Hey, get me one.
Seatjack, oooh.
Oh yeah.
Well, hello there!
- This can't be good.
Well, welcome back.
I'm Henry Lee.
How are you all doing?
You decide to take me up
on my offer?
I want you to take this thing,
turn it around and get
the hell out of here.
Y'all decide to take me
up on my offer?
Hmm?
- Maybe?
- Well
you're going to go down
the road here a ways
and it's going
to veer off to the right.
About a half mile, you're gonna come
across a wonderful little campsite
right across
from the amusement park.
Fire pit, no water though.
You folks got plenty of water?
I thought you were
pissed off at us.
I was just playing with you.
No, uh, you misinterpreted
what I said.
Get the hell gone!
Now go on!
But you're welcome to stay. I can even
get you some water if you want to.
- Well, that's right kind of you.
- Derrick!
You live here?
Uh, yes, miss, I do.
I take care of the theme park.
I keep it clean.
What's left of it, anyway.
Used to have a sheep ranch here,
but, uh--
- I had 5,000 head at one time.
- Baa!
Baa!
You know sheep are just
about the dumbest animals
you'll ever want to meet.
Well, you kids take care now.
- Baaa!
- It's just up the road a piece,
- about a half a mile.
- Baa!
That's right,
and come back for water
- if you need water.
- Baa!
And you can pet my sheep
if you want to.
Yeah, it's pretty hot.
Yeah, knock it off. Seriously.
God.
Yeah, seriously, dude.
Chill out.
Cammi--
- I'm sorry.
- Oh ho ho!
- Bumper cars? Where do we get in?
- This is creepy.
Oh, this is wicked.
Taylor, weren't you born
in a bumper car?
Taylor, weren't you born
in a bumper car?
- How do we get in?
- Hmmm.
Move back. Move.
Scoot. Move.
Oh my God!
- Oh my God!
- Okay, Taylor.
- Okay.
- Hello, it's closed for a reason!
- This place is insane!
- Taylor!
- It's--
- Definitely abandoned for a while.
I think this is where we go in.
You wear contacts, huh?
Yo, guys, we have to check this out!
Come on!
- You want to go in?
- Sure.
- Ew, I don't think so!
- You're not coming in?
- No.
- You guys going in?
this other place. Come on.
Whoa.
Damn.
I wonder if any
It's so damp.
Dude, really?
These spider webs, man!
What's that smell?
Madison, we are now entering
the Bottle Tree Maze.
This is so cheesy.
- Come on.
- I'm not going in there.
- Maddy, let's go.
- No, it's dirty.
- Maddy, come on.
- No.
Taylor!
Ugh! Taylor!
This is just a trip.
Eww, it's wet.
Tin man walking.
Everything's just left
the way it was when it was open.
Muerto?
Okay, so there's a lot of bottles.
Taylor? Taylor!
Guys! Guys, look!
Guys.
Guys, look!
Guys. Guys.
Guys guys!
Guys, look! Guys!
Guys! Guys!
Guys guys guy-- okay.
Look.
No, guys guys! Wait wait!
One more!
Sh*t.
- Yeah, it worked.
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