Lights, Camera, Creeper: Making 'Jeepers Creepers 2' Page #4

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I'm gonna be the one|gettin' as far away...

from your sorry ass as I can.

"Time to go" is right.

-I'm gonna go find that farm.|-Then I'm going with you.

You know I'm coming.

You want to keep this bus?

Then you sit in it.

Right under that big hole.

See how long you last.

Look, I'm sorry, D.

You are so right about that.

Come on, guys.

Come on, help is on the way.

Why are we splitting up?

He said he was coming.

We're gonna leave,|and he's gonna pull up.

That bus is a deathtrap, Bucky.|Use your head.

You're really gonna|let them go alone?

What, do you want|to go with them?

We don't know who it picked out.

Jesus Christ,|it looked at everyone.

Scotty, let go of me.

-Let go of you?|-Let go of me!

F***.

Rho...

tell me you're really|walking away from me.

You used me. You used all of us!

All you care about is yourself.

Rho...

You want to know, Scotty,|what I found out today?

When people get really scared...

it's just like|when they get drunk.

The real person|comes to the surface.

We could've protected|D and Jake and all of us...

if we'd stuck together!

You know, like in a team.

Hey. Hey!

Jonny!

-Open the door!|-Open the door!

Open the door!

You little cocksucker!|I will f***ing fry you!

You open these goddamn doors!|You open them right now!

Jonny, open the f***ing doors,|man! Open the--

Open the--|This is my bus, too, man!

Run!

Run! He's right behind you, D!

Run! Run!

Get back! Get off! Break off!

Oh, God!

-Sh*t!|-Hold on, hold on!

Hold still!

Stop moving! Stop!

Come on, Scotty!

You're hurting him!|You're hurting him!

Get me--

-Hold still! Pull it out!|-Hold on!

Stop it! Keep back! Stop moving!

It's in there like it's welded!

Pull that out!|You're hurting him!

Stop it, Scotty!

-Hold still!|-Stop it, Scotty!

Izzy, hold him! Hold him!

Scotty, hold still!

Scotty, hold still!

Get it!

Please f***in' hurry!

Oh, God!

Oh, sh*t! Please hurry!

Oh, God! Please hurry!

Oh, D, I'm sorry, man!|I'm so sorry!

Please f***in' help!

Scotty! Scotty!

Scotty! Scotty!

Scotty! Scotty!

Damn it! Scotty! Scotty!

What is it, boy? What is it?

Papa!

Go. Go!

Where did you come from?

From that bus?

How far up ahead?

Huh?

Come on, answer me.

It doesn't matter.

There's no one on the bus,|and you can't kill it.

Jacky, get the dog inside.

Look, you can't stop it!

You get in the cabin|with Jack Jr.

You stay down till this is over.

This'll never be over!

It doesn't matter what you do.

It'll be back...

twenty-three years from now...

and twenty-three years|from then.

Get us to that bus.

Jonny?

Jonny?

What was that?

Jonny?

Bucky!

What are you doin' here?

What are you doin' here?

You let her in, huh, Jonny?

Have you seen anybody else?

What are you doing?

That thing is after you, Bucky.

Hey, there's no farm|out there, man.

I must--I must've run ten miles|all over this f***in' valley.

Bucky...

come on, just please go away.

Don't make me|go back out there again, man.

It's f***in' freaky|out there, man. Please.

Get around the bus!

Jacky!

Get us around this bus now!

Now! Get around the bus!

Jacky, get out!|Get out of there now!

Jacky!

You all right?

Jacky, answer me!

Jacky, answer me!

Are you OK?

I think so.

Jacky, get us away|from the bus!

Come on, let's go!|Get us away from the bus!

Come on, Jacky, go on!|Get us away!

Move it!

Dad?

-Dad?|-Yeah!

Dad!

All you kids, get down!

Jacky!

Jacky!

You gotta get us|away from the bus now!

Come on!

Dad!

Dad, get out of there.

The spool's jammed|in the cradle!

Dad, just get out!

The cradle's welded|to the truck's frame.

Get out, dad!

He'll rip my gun|right out of the truck!

Dad, just get the f***|out of there!

Dad, dad...

are you OK?

Dad!

Dad?

Dad!

You're not going|to believe this...

but I think|I found a way out of here.

What?

Minxie said it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter|what Minxie said.

Right?

The others might've gotten away.

We don't know that.

Kimball, too.

Hey, nobody gets to decide|we die.

No dream, nobody--|nobody gets to decide that!

That is bullshit!

I hope so.

Come on, I want to go show you|a big ugly bug.

That's the truck|that passed us this morning--

you remember,|with the big bug on top of it?

You think we can just|drive away in it?

No, but I think I know|how to hot-wire a truck.

That's how I got|in my bar fight.

I was trying to steal|somebody's truck.

A gay bar?

Jesus Christ.

Wherever he was going,|I don't think he made it.

Oh, my God.|The keys are in it.

Come on, man,|the keys are in it.

It's not birds.

-Come on.|-F***!

Sh*t!

D!

Go! Go, go!

Go, go, go! Go, go!

Go, man, go!

I'm a sitting duck|back here, lzzy! Step on it!

I've got it floored!

Go! Come on, go!

-Go faster! Make it go faster!|-I can't!

Go, go!

Go, man! Go, go!

Izzy, go!

Go! Izzy!|Move this piece of sh*t!

Come on! Come on! Move it!

Izzy! Go, go!

Izzy, do something!

Izzy!

Get down!

Izzy!

Come on! Come on!

Izzy!

Izzy, f***ing do something!

-Get out!|-What?

Come on! Come on! Come on!

-Get out!|-Are you f***ing crazy?

Izzy! Izzy!

-Come on! Izzy!|-Stay down!

Stay down!

It isn't dead.

Its time ran out.

It looks dead to me.

You Taggart?

That's right.

Can we see it?

Can you read?

This something real?

Because I heard|it was a bunch of bullshit.

It's still five bucks.

Where'd it come from?

My dad killed it.

Yeah, but where'd it come from?

It's five bucks from you, too.

How'd he kill it?

Ask him.

Come on, man.

We ought to go get|our money back.

What the hell is it?

What do you think it is?

We don't touch it.

What's the story on this thing?

Whatever you've heard, probably.

You expect us to think|that that thing's real?

Don't really care.

How'd you kill it?

Stabbed it|right through the heart...

with a big homemade harpoon.

When?

About twenty-three years ago.

You waiting for something?

About three more days...

give or take a day or two.

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