Project Hope

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(eerie music)

- There you go.

Thank you.

Here, drink this orange juice

it'll make you feel better.

Thank you again for your help.

- Oh, with the recent tragedies

it's the least I could do.

- We've all lost someone, haven't we?

So have you donated yet?

- I give my time not my blood.

- Well not to lay the

guilt trip on too thick

but we need to bring in

30 pints of blood per day

for Project Hope.

I'm up to twice a week.

(eerie music)

- Jesus Mary that's not healthy.

- It's the least I can do.

To help save lives.

You know what, why don't

you take this to the truck

and count our total?

- Okay.

(blood splattering)

(eerie music)

(door clatters)

(eerie music)

(sighs)

(eerie music)

Damn it what a waste.

(dramatic chord)

Wait.

Open up.

We can't afford to be wasteful.

Remember what happened last time.

(eerie music)

(dramatic chord)

(eerie music)

(water splashing)

- Hey.

We good?

- I think I will donate.

- 'Atta girl.

(eerie music)

- Talos I wanna be rich, I

wanna be really, really rich.

- Hey maybe you shouldn't.

- Dude bite me.

(eerie music)

Why'd it do that?

(snarling)

(crying out)

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