Minutes Past Midnight Page #3

crew for me, I quickly figured out

that this festering beast on my ass was a

result of their piss poor property maintenance.

But I really wanted to know,

was how the f*** they found

me after I skipped town,

but more importantly; who led them to me.

No, no!

Who the f*** sent you?

Munroe. His name was Munroe.

After pawning those cocksuckers

with my broomstick,

I realized that it wasn't only

my body that was evolving,

but my mind as well.

I've been given a third eye that weeps

shitty brown tears fur humanity.

And hungers for the wicked, the depraved,

and the morally corrupt.

And I'll do whatever it

takes to keep its belly full.

And for anyone else who

tries to hunt me down.

Bring it on fuckbags, I'll be waiting.

I walk the streets at night knowing

this c*nt's still cut there.

I don't know what he is, but I do know

I won't sleep until he's dead.

Sammy Jenkins was a simple

man, who lived a simple life.

Scores of dead prostitutes continue

to litter the streets of our city.

This the nigga that been

killing all my b*tches.

Until a genetic mutation sent his

world spiraling out of control.

Hello?

They won't stop until you're dead.

Who the f*** is this?

[dialtone]

Now, being hunted by the men responsible...

Sammy must kill to survive.

Roid Rage, the motion picture.

This is one salad you don't want to toss.

Coming soon.

In 3D.

No, no, no, no, no.

Dave you can't this to me.

I've just moved into my

new recording place.

Recording place? Where? Why?

Yeah, that's really encouraging

coming from my manager

Ex manager. Kingsley, there's nothing more

to talk about. I'm done. I'm done.

Dave! Dave! Dave! Dave!

Please. just give me six weeks.

You get two. You get two.

Dave! No! No! No! Dave! Listen, listen,

listen! Dave. I just need six weeks.

[hang up]

F***!

[rattling and scratching noises]

- Hey!

- Oh, sh*t! Jesus! You are?

I'm Bex. I live next door.

I didn't mean to scare you.

No, no, no. You didn't.

I just thought you might like to borrow

this and I got you some mouse traps too

Right, very, van! thoughtful.

I didn't think they were letting

anyone rent this place.

Yeah, I'm just staying for a couple of

weeks' My mate hooked me up.

I won't tell.

Look, I really need to start-

Cool! Let me guess; guitarist?

No. I just like carrying three guitars

around with me all the time.

You can just bring that stuff back when

you're done. I live one door to the...

[random guitar chords]

Bullshit

F***!

[loud amplifier buzz]

[amplifier buzz stops]

[neighbour knocking on wall]

NEIGHBOUR:

What the hell's going on in there?

[creepy presence]

[BARK]

[BARK]

[scratching noises]

[BARK]

Shhh!

[crunching sound]

Jesus!

[eerie music plays]

[guitar from under the floor]

[music picks up]

[holy sh*t, inspiration]

Meow!

[SNAP]

[crunching sound]

[music begins to play]

[whimpers]

[scratching sounds]

Here puss, puss, puss, puss, puss.

Meow

Hey, buddy.

It's good. It's good, puss. Yeah?

[angry cat sounds]

[dog barking]

[angry cat sounds]

[music starts up]

Duff. Duff, here boy! Duff! Come on!

What the bloody hell happened?

What the hell does it

look like? He bit me!

Well, you must have done

something to aggravate him.

Just keep him on a leash!

It's common f***ing sense!

I had him tied up, you know.

Oh yeah? Explain that then.

Nutcase artist! You're the one

that should be on a leash!

Hey! Back off mate!

The rock star comes to the rescue.

There you are, brave Sir.

Claim your spoils.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I've got it.

I've got it! I'm fine.

Stay away from me.

[cell phone rings]

Dave?

Kingsley, don't say anything.

Look mate, people are going

nuts about your stuff

I've had a couple of call backs from

Los Angeles and a studio in New York.

Now, I've got enough for an EP

but I reckon two more tracks

and they're ready to do an album deal.

Pep!

Hey!

Pep! Where are ya?

Pepper?

Bex!

Yeah, he! name's 'Pepper a boxer.

Registration 5681.

Yeah, lime green collar. Thanks.

Hey, you haven't seen my dog have you?

Nah. Not today.

Good luck finding her. Not a good

neighbourhood for strays.

[growls]

Hey.

Hey' Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!

Good boy. I've got some biscuits. Yeah?

Here we go. Here we go. Come on.

Come on. Here we go. Good boy.

Hey Bex. It's Kingsley.

Look, I've got to go...

"away but there something I need to warn

you about, This apartment there's ummm.

You know what?

Your lights are on, so I'm just

going to come on over, okay.

[sounds of struggle]

Bex!

Hey!

Bex! Bex! Are you okay?

You alright?

I'm going to call the cops. okay?

No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Okay...

I told you to stay away from me.

Bex!

Bex! Bex! Bex!

[scratching sounds]

[music starts]

[children's show theme]

[hip hop plays]

[phone rings loudly]

[dialtone]

[child humming]

[children's show theme]

[police radios]

[children's show theme]

Stop dragging at my legs,

you little brat!

Get your feet out of my face.

I thought you liked that.

Your feet stink, Peter.

Your face stinks, Sam.

No it doesn't, shut up.

I think I will just head

to the beach,

Don't leave me in here with him.

What is wrong with me?

You are a spanner Peter!

You are the spanner Sam!

You will be grand Sam.

Come on Sam!

[rock music playing]

He-Hey'.!

Sorry the doors are f***ed!

Yeah.

How was the train?

Fine, yeah.

Did you get a sandwich?

Can you open the window?

Oh sh*t! Sorry Micheal, sorry.

You know you are getting

grayer every year.

Thanks.

What does your beautiful Swedish

wife have to say about this?

She's from Finland.

What is the difference?

So, listen, sofa is free,

you stay the night...

I have to get home to the kids.

Sorry.

Sure why don't we stop over

fora pint along the way? Catch up!

I wouldn't mind just getting

this out of the way

Good to see you, bro.

Bullshit. What's that?

I think it's where the money goes.

Fifty-two pence,

it is not enough.

You are holding back.

I am not.

Your mum is rich, so are you.

She is not, I am not.

Let's just go to the beach.

Punch or money, two choices.

Come on!

Beach?

Shut up with that fecking beach.

The only place we are going is in there.

What are you waiting for?

[BIG HORN SOUND]

Deadly.

Hurry it up!

I am taking off some serious

monsters' heads inside.

What did you do?

Nothing.

I put it all in. It just...

You thieving lump of shhhh...

I wish I aged this well

Maybe if I drunk less, right?

I am leaving.

Let's roll then.

The country. I am leaving the country.

I am moving the family to Finland.

I have to say I am really gonna miss around

your little boy's day out.

I wanted to tell you face to face.

What time's the train?

Peter!

Don't touch me! Don't f***ing touch me.

You are gonna run away brother,

just like the boy did.

His name was Sam and he didn't run away.

I am not talking about Sam running away.

Hey you never thought about running?

Maybe if you drank less, right?

So why do you come back every year,

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