N.Y.C. Underground Page #5

turn it off!

( Coughs )

Oh man.

( Squeaking )

Shh-shh-shh.

Oh man. Dylan?

- Dylan?

- Shh.

Chloe:

What does he mean?

Why did he call these

gangsters your friends?

Shut up, Chloe. Logan said

just keep your voice down, okay?

I know.

- ( Grate screeches )

- ( Grunts )

- What did he mean?

- Would you shut up?

- Just shut up.

- Dylan, i just need to know what he meant.

Stop freaking

asking me questions.

I'm freaking asking you questions

because I'm freaking out.

I don't f***ing know,

okay? Just shut up.

- Dylan, just tell me. What?

- Jesus!

What?

F*** you!

You know what, Dylan?

You really suck sometimes.

- ( Neck cracks )

- ( Sighs )

I'm so glad i never

had sex with you.

Get off me.

I said get off of me!

- Stupid b*tch.

- ( Gasps ) What?

Oh!

( Chloe sobs )

- What?

- "Sweets come to the sweet. "

- Sh-hh...

- oh, f*** you.

Ain't no justice.

Let me see the light.

Okay, let's go.

Don't pay attention to him.

He's an a**hole.

Yeah.

So...

You never did it

with Dylan?

Nope.

But everybody thinks...

we're, like, going at it

every two seconds. I know.

That's what you're

supposed to think, dummy.

Why?

Because there's no such thing

as a cool virgin,

that's why.

You know, Dylan said

i was being stupid,

but i, um...

I just wanted my first time

to be special.

( Sniffles )

I don't think

it's stupid...

To want your first time

to be special.

Yeah.

Well.

Probably never gonna live

to do it anyways now, so...

( Grunts )

( Water flowing )

( Jessica whispers )

Logan!

Where's he at?

- You okay?

- Yeah.

He's taking

a long time, guys.

I don't even know

what he's doing.

No way back.

- ( Bottle clatters )

- Sh*t.

- ( Chloe gasps )

- Sam:
Oh sh*t.

- Dylan:
It's okay.

- Sam:
Sh*t, go.

( Whispers )

Logan!

Hydraulic pressure?

Shh shh shh.

Oh f***.

- Logan!

- Shh shh!

Chulo, bones,

you guys take this side.

We're gonna continue

down this path, okay?

Hey! The first whiff

you get of these kids,

you hit me on my walkie,

understand?

Let's go.

( Rats squeaking )

Jess!

Come on, that's it.

We've gotta go.

- Let's go, let's go.

- Logan!

Oh sh*t, we're under

the east river.

There's no way out.

( Jessica whispers )

Logan, they're coming!

- Logan!

- What about your brother?

- He'll catch up.

- No no, he's your brother.

- No, let's go, come on.

- Your brother.

He'll catch up.

Come on.

- Logan!

- Let's go. Now!

Come on, come on,

come on.

Let's move.

Come on.

We should go

this way.

Ugh, it smells

like piss down here.

Anybody home?

Looks like bums been

sleeping back there.

- ( Rats hiss, chitter )

- ( Yelps )

Ah!

( Rats squeaking )

- ( Chulo laughing )

- I'm not going if there's rats there.

- Let's go. - And it's crazy for me

to be scared of some rats?

- Hurry up.

- Chloe:
How can i hurry if i can't see?

Just keep moving.

Chloe:
Sh*t!

Dylan:

Oh sh*t.

Jessica:

Shh shh!

Ahhh!

- Jesus!

- ( Chulo laughs ) Dead end, motherfuckers!

All right, children, now get your

hands up on your pretty little heads.

We're gonna meet

the man.

- Get 'em up!

- ( Gasps )

Let's go.

Get him outta here.

Let's go!

Come on, let's go.

Move!

Come on, let's go.

Muevete!

- ( Chloe whimpers )

- Yeah, i could watch that all night long!

Get off me, you pig!

- Ah!

- What?

Yo, don't even try

to be a hero.

Turn around.

Move it, move it.

You like the way

that feels?

Huh?

- You like that?

- No.

- You don't like that?

- No.

- No, please.

- Huh?

- Please.

- I got something that you might like.

( Whimpers, sobbing )

- Please stop.

- You wanna feel it?

- No.

- Go ahead. I'll let you.

Say it, mama.

Go ahead, say it.

"I loved it

when you hit me.

It makes me feel so good

when you hit me. "

- ( Sobbing )

- Huh? You like it rough, don't you?

Leave her alone.

( Gasps )

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

- Feeling left out?

- No no.

Girls always battling

for attention, huh?

- Jessica:
I'm not, I'm not.

- Come on, man, get off her.

- ( Jessica sobs )

- The f*** did you just say?

( Exhales )

( Chuckles )

Oh. Chulo.

This little p*ssy's

got nerve.

Come on, man.

That your girlfriend?

- Come on.

- You ain't even got the f***in' balls

to stand by your woman.

You f***in' f*ggot.

That must mean

she's up for grabs. Huh?

- Say it. Say it.

- Uh...

Say i could have her.

Say it. Shh.

Say it. Go on.

Say it.

I could have her.

- ( Whimpers ) Yo, man...

- if you don't say it,

I'm gonna blow your

f***ing brains out. Say it!

Bones, bones, bones.

Stop torturing

the punk.

Yeah, we'll have

our fun later.

Let's get them back.

- Let's go.

- ( Chloe whimpers )

Put your hands up on

your head! Let's go!

- ( Girls whimpering )

- Chloe:
Okay.

Bones:

Let's go! Move!

- ( Walkies chirping )

- Yo, d, we got 'em.

- Excellent.

- We're bringing 'em to the tunnel entrance.

All right, we'll meet you there.

You got all five of 'em, right?

Uh, what?

( Grunts )

- Run! Run!

- ( Sam grunts )

( Bones grunts, groans )

Get outta here! Go!

Hurry! Get outta here!

- Sh*t!

- Dylan, get them outta here!

- Get outta here!

- ( Girls shrieking )

- We gotta go, Sam!

- ( All shouting )

Dylan:

Come on, Sam! Sammy!

- Come on, Sam, we've gotta run.

- Look out!

( Gun c*cks )

Whoa, come on.

Oh sh*t.

- ( Echoing gunshot )

- ( Moans )

( Gasps )

I'm gonna have fun

with you.

( Grunts )

( Yells )

( Panting )

Sam...

Sam.

( Sniffles )

( Chulo moans )

( Grunts )

( Panting )

( Groans )

( Growling )

( Yells in Spanish )

Ahh, sh*t!

F***, my eye!

( Sobs )

F***ing pieces of sh*t!

- Logan.

- ( Screams )

( Whispers )

Come on.

Come on.

This way.

Logan?

Oh my God,

what happened?

- Where's Sam?

- Dylan:
He can't be far behind.

- Come on, let's go.

- Jess, come on.

- Where's Sam?

- Jess, come on, we've gotta go.

- Logan, where's Sam?

- Jess, we'll find him.

Come on, we've gotta go.

Logan, please tell me

where Sam is.

Jess, come on.

Logan, where the hell

is Sam?

Where the hell is Sam?

Jess, come on.

Oh f***.

( Pants )

What happened?

Small:
This f***in' dude is barbecue!

- Chulo:
They-they jumped us.

- What the f*** happened?

They jumped us and Bo...

bones...

and we got one of those

motherfuckers!

What's that, some kind

of f***ing trade-off?

Small:

Damn, bones.

- What a way to go out.

- ( Chuckles )

It's almost funny,

ain't it?

They're still running

because they still think

they're alive.

( Sizzles )

But they're dead.

Every last one of 'em.

- Wait!

- ( Logan vomits )

- Dylan:
What's wrong?

- ( Logan grunts )

- Logan.

- What's wrong, Logan?

- ( Sighs )

- Jessica:
What happened?

What happened back there?

Where's Sam?

- He's dead.

- What?

- They killed him.

- Dylan:
What?!

No, they didn't. No,

he's... no, Sam's not...

no, Sam's not dead.

- You sure?

- Yes.

I'm sure, Dylan.

I watched him die.

( Whimpers ) No.

I watched the light

go out of his eyes.

( Gasps )

What, are you...

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