Lake Placid 3 Page #5

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Hey, l'm gonna go check and see

what kind of shampoo you use.

You knew about them?

Come here. Come here.

ls this where you've been going

on your bike every day?

You know, they almost killed Vica?

You know they can kill you?

-Never hurt me.

-Listen! They're not your friends.

They're wild animals. And wild animals

live by a set of rules to ensure their survival.

One of the rules is that they eat

anything smaller than they are.

Do you understand that?

They're not your friends.

lt was just something cool to play with.

Both of you left me alone.

You care more about your stupid elk

than me,

and Mom's always working.

You know, l thought it was a rule of nature

that parents took care of their kids.

My mistake.

Hey.

So, still think we can get a good price

for this place?

lt's a fixer-upper, real curb-appeal,

pets included.

Yeah. And l, for one, am ready

to say goodbye to lake-side living forever.

Sweets, l think we should

make a break for it.

l don't think Vica's gonna make it if we wait

and we still have a couple hours

of daylight left.

-Yeah, but she can't walk.

-We can carry her.

l know you're scared.

But with Willinger covering us,

we should be able to make it.

Okay.

You sure?

We're gonna have to get the car close

if we're gonna get everyone inside.

-All right.

-Okay.

Connor, take care of your mother. Okay?

-Okay.

-Okay.

Looks like

we're actually gonna do this thing.

l love you.

-lf something happens...

-lt won't.

But if it does, l'll keep Connor safe, okay?

Well, l was gonna say, ''Come save us.''

Let's do this.

Come on, come on. Come on, come on.

Go.

-Let's go!

-l'm trying!

That one's new!

Mom, Mom, what are you doing?

Connor, stay here. l mean it.

-Mom, you have to press the red button.

-What?

-How do you know that stuff?

-lt's always the red button.

Mom!

Susan, get back in the house.

Susan!

Mom!

Hey! Get away from her.

Come on.

No, no, no, no, no.

Susan, get to the cabin!

Go now! Go!

lt's locked!

-Vica!

-Vica, open the door.

-Vica!

-Vica!

Open the door!

Go, go. Back there.

-l wanna help!

-Now, Connor!

Vica! Vica!

He's coming through.

You got us turned around.

l don't even know which way camp was.

l heard a noise towards this way.

You heard gunshots.

Do we really wanna go towards gunshots?

We wanna go towards...

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God. We need to get the hell

away from here. Now!

-Tara!

-Who the hell cares about Tara?

-Get up. Don't cry. Come on.

-l can't.

-l can't.

-l'm not gonna say it again.

Get up, damn it.

Stop being a little b*tch and get up.

Look, l'm going this way

with or without you.

-Look, it's Brett's jacket. Brett's jacket.

-What, are you crazy?

l don't know what the hell is going on here,

but we need to leave.

l think he's looking for me.

You can't be serious.

You think Brett gives a rat's ass about you?

You think he cares enough about you

to get his shoes dirty?

lf that were true, you wouldn't be here

with me in the first place.

He's cheating on you, Ellie,

and everybody at school knows it but you.

No, no, no, no.

Maybe he heard the gunshots.

Or maybe, maybe he fired them.

Why do you put him on such a pedestal?

He doesn't give a rat's ass about you,

he told me so himself.

He's not out looking for you.

He's back at school, probably

in some freshman's dorm room right now.

We got a camp a few miles away from here.

We find the camp

and we can find our way home.

No, no.

We've been turned around for an hour now.

The only way we know

is towards the gunshots.

Make your choice. Let someone who really

cares about you save you,

or you can go crying to Brett like usual.

No. Please, please don't leave me.

You go in that direction

and you're walking alone.

Please come with me.

Aaron! Aaron.

This is actually the most fun

l've had in quite a while.

Some fun. l can't tell if l'm excited,

or if l'm going to throw up in my mouth

from the terror.

-Just in case it's the latter.

-All right.

We don't even know

what the hell this thing is yet,

and l'm already picking out

a spot on my wall for its head.

You know what?

Maybe it's mutating and has two heads.

lf that happens to be the case,

l get them both.

lf there's three heads, you can have one.

Guys, l can hear you. My girlfriend?

You know, if he wants one of the heads,

l'm not giving him one of mine.

He can't have mine neither.

l didn't come out here to fight wild animals.

Hey, hey, you know what? Look, we can't

find your girlfriend if we're all gator crap.

Last chance, Brett. You gonna tell us

why you're stalking your own girlfriend?

Wait a minute.

lf this is about a restraining order,

there are ways around that.

Believe me, l know.

She's being lied to, about me.

There's this guy, Aaron. He's a grad student.

He was tutoring her for a while.

He told her there was another girl and

he used that opportunity to get between us.

And now, he takes her with him on this trip

and you can only guess

what he's hoping to do with her.

l love it out here.

Where's Dr. Phil when you need him?

Who's Dr. Phil?

lt's not her.

Oh, my God. It's Tara.

-Brett, get back.

-lt's her best friend. She must be close.

We gotta find her. Ellie! Can you hear me?

Shut up.

Well, that's one way to bring them closer.

Can you hear me?

Shut up! Jonas, you ready for this?

-Try not to mess up its head.

-Heads.

Ellie!

Man, that's gotta be the hottest thing

l've ever seen.

Sh*t.

He's awake.

-All right, get Connor ready to run.

-Right.

Need a bigger gun.

Definitely need a bigger gun.

Wait!

Stop!

What was l thinking?

Give me that.

l'm afraid that l have to ban you

from ever participating

in one of my hunting expeditions,

ever again.

Something in the contract

about not blowing holes in the guide.

No complaints from me.

That bastard ruined my pants

and he stole my knife.

Well, you stabbed him in the face.

Yeah, l know. And l would have

carved my name in his hide

had it not got stuck in his head.

As for your bellyaching,

it's not the first time

l've been shot by someone l know.

God! It is the first time l've been hit.

l'm afraid l'm not going to be able

to walk out of here.

The boat.

The boat? Yeah. Getting in the water

sounds like a fine idea to me, college boy.

Well, unless you can think of another way.

Actually, no, l can't.

No way to keep our orientation

with the sun going down.

When we get in the boat, where do we go?

Only one place to go.

There's a cabin on the other side of the lake.

l'm having a bit of a misunderstanding

with the owner,

so if anybody's there when we get there,

just keep the elk poaching on the down low.

l'm the one with the injured leg,

Rambo, okay? Let's go.

What about Ellie?

We can't... We can't go looking for her now.

We wouldn't know where to look.

-You think she's dead, don't you?

-l didn't say that.

Look, l can't know for sure,

but we wouldn't do her any good

if we get ourselves killed, would we?

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