Man-Thing Page #4

I'm tired.

Please go now.

Just rest.

You didn't have to do that.

- He's an old man!

- He knows what's going on.

Listen, what are you saying?

Listen, Teri.

Last night something ripped

Fraser up like a f***ing puppet!

Look, I'm going out in the swamp

to stop the killing.

It's my fault Fraser died.

Don't know if I can protect you.

Hey Kyle.

None of this is your fault.

Are you investigating murder...

or our educational system?

What's your link with Laroque?

He worked for me.

Most people around here do. So?

What?

- She taste as good as she looks?

- F*** you.

Listen, my deputy's dead.

I think you're lying.

I'm calling in the FBI.

I can't believe this.

Are you threatening me?

Consider yourself

relieved of your duty, Sheriff.

- I take orders from County.

- I am the County.

We'll sort it by morning.

Until then stay out of my way!

That goes for you too, dipshit.

- Pa! Damn!

- Get in the car!

Just what is it...

you think you know?

You know nothing about By water.

This town was nothing before me.

No one's muscling me out.

Not the FBI or Rene Laroque

and certainly not...

some two-bit Yankee cocksucker...

with a badge.

F*** you!

What's with the Thibodeauxs?

- Didn't come back.

- Damn it, Jake!

- You were supposed to go too!

- I was only trying...

Yes, I was only trying

and never doing.

That's your problem.

If you learn nothing,

you learn this:

You want something done,

do it yourself.

because you cannot rely

on anybody.

Not even your own son.

What'll we do about this, then?

We're going to finish it.

Tonight.

I want Laroque dead.

What about

Dudley Do Right?

He keeps on digging?

We'll let him dig.

It's his own grave.

Give me the strength.

The killing ends tonight.

I think you should call the FBI.

The Bureau could take days.

Schist'll go after Rene tonight.

I've run round that swamp

since I was a kid.

I can help.

Help by staying away

until all this is over.

The swamp play...

tricks at night.

You don't have to do it.

Teri, listen, please.

Jake could be out there.

Schist, Rene.

God knows what else.

Can you promise me, please?

Just don't go into that swamp.

I'll be here when you get back.

And you better get back.

Okay?

Schist.

Pa, I think I hear something.

I know you.

I know you...

and I am not afraid.

Take my life and be done.

- Sheriff's office.

- Is the Sheriff in?

- Val? It's Teri.

- Is he in? It's urgent.

No. I'll give him a message.

What's up?

Corely died of unnatural causes.

- Pulled a bullet from his spine.

- A bullet?

It was at close range.

Semi-automatic hand-gun.

A 45.

I think Corely knew who

killed him.

Where is Kyle?

He's out in the swamp.

- Heel! Heel!

- Get your f***ing dogs off!

I got them.

Ploog! I told you

to stay in f***ing town!

Can you smell that, Sheriff?

'Cause... it's the perfume

of my future. Point, click...

Fame.

There it is. Got to go.

Good luck, man.

- The cover of Life magazine!

- Life Magazine?

Life Magazine went out of business,

you f***ing idiot.

Jake? Jake!

Be damned if you're taking

my picture, a**hole!

Pa!

Kyle!

Schist.

- Kyle!

- Jesus!

Teri, I almost shot you.

Thank God!

Had to find you.

Corely was murdered.

Val found a 45 slug

in his spine.

I just found Ploog.

- He's dead. Shot.

- Jesus!

Sallis didn't take the money.

Schist killed him.

- Corely knew so he died.

- Rene?

The last who knows the truth.

I'll lead to the Dark Water.

- That's where he's hiding...

- You've known this all along?

- I knew he was innocent.

- Teri!

You won't find

the Dark Water without me!

- Okay?

- Okay.

Just keep up.

- You know where you're going?

- Yeah, it's down here.

I thought about what Pete said.

He might be right.

About what?

Oh sh*t!

About that.

This way, come on.

Oh f***!

Step.

Stop right there, Rene!

I'm begging you...

I'm just aching for an excuse.

It doesn't matter...

The swamp will have you.

This way.

Last stretch

before the Dark Water.

You can't see a thing in here.

Oh sh*t!

God, what is that?

Teri, go!

Go, Teri, go.

Just keep moving!

Jesus Christ.

Do you see anything?

I think there's something

in the water.

What's that?

Go! Move!

It's behind us!

I can't see anything!

I'm here.

How much further?

- How much further?

- I don't know.

Quick! Go!

You don't scare me with that

hocus... pocus... boy.

Your friend, Ted Sallis

before he died...

before I buried him here

under this rig.

- You know what he said?

- F*** you!

He said I was setting him free.

How about you?

- You all want to be free, Rene?

- It's not as dark up ahead.

- I can see a clearing.

- Quiet.

- It's this way.

- No.

There, I can see it.

Oh God! Rene?

We get the f*** out of here.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry, Teri.

I'm sorry.

My sin put this here.

- What?

- It's my penance to take it down.

Freeze!

No!

- God!

- Pass me the gun, girl!

- Something's chasing us!

- Give me the gun!

You're a murderer, Schist.

You should've kept

your Yankee nose out!

You're going to die.

I suppose you're going to kill me.

No, he is.

Jake?

Sh*t!

Here it comes!

Rene, watch out!

Teri!

Run!

I'll set you free.

Teri, move!

Get down! Now, Teri!

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