Savaged Page #2
- Year:
- 2008
- 85 min
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I'm talking to this gentleman?
44 Main Street.
Okay.
Okay, thank you.
Don't!
No, no, no!
Noooo!
F***!
You opened me up
like a can of sardines.
Why you f***ing c*nt!
Do you have any idea
what they do to cop killers?
They f***ing fry them!
No, no, no, no!
Okay, I'll make you a deal.
I'm going to tell everyone
it's the local savages who did it, okay?
And they're going to believe me,
do you know why?
Because I'm the f***ing law.
Oh, my God.
- Yo! Mister, you can't go in there!
- My girlfriend's in there! Zoe!
There's no girl in there.
Now slow down and tell me your story.
My fiancee, Zoe, has been missing
for 3 days now.
I called you guys
and filed a report!
What are you doing here?
She called me about an hour ago
from a payphone on the street.
- An hour ago?
- Yes!
- From here?
- Yes!
I... traced the call.
I thought you said she was deaf.
She's deaf but she can articulate
some words, like my name.
She probably wasn't even sure
I was on the line.
But she's in trouble,
real trouble, I can tell.
Is your girlfriend capable of killing
a deputy sheriff
and a 6 foot, 240 pound bartender?
No, that's ridiculous.
Zoe is light as a feather.
Besides, she wouldn't harm a fly.
In that case, she's going to have to take
a back seat to the situation here.
Look, stop by the station
first thing in the morning.
I'll see what I can do.
No, no, no, no, Trey.
No!
Well?
- It's him.
- Jesus Christ!
Somebody butched him up real good.
Get the f*** out of here!
Excuse me.
I was wondering if
you gentlemen can help me?
Sorry.
We don't help n*ggers.
Well then.
How about helping a nice white girl?
My fiancee passed through town
a couple of days ago.
I ain't got time for this sh*t.
Get the f*** out of here.
She called me from that payphone
less than an hour ago.
What'd you say?
She's probably still in the area.
She called you?
Yeah.
Any reason why she shouldn't have?
Look, man.
If you know what's good for you,
I'd walk away.
My friend, their brother was just killed.
So, this really ain't a good time.
Then, you know what it is
to lose someone.
I've lost someone.
And all I'm asking you to do,
is take a look at her picture.
Sorry, never seen her.
Pretty girl though.
I hope you find her.
And if you'll just excuse us.
Come on.
All you got to do is look.
Aren't you curious to see
what a n*gger lover looks like?
That's enough!
Put that away!
Trey, call off your dog.
Now look, I'm awful sorry about
what happened to your brother.
Jed McGreedy was a good man
and a fine deputy.
But right now
I need you to go home.
All of you!
You're gonna want to be spending time
for disorderly conduct!
Now, go on!
You.
In my office.
The n*gger's bluffing.
No way she'd called him.
How do you know?
Because when I kill someone,
they stays dead.
Show me.
I want to see the body.
Those f***ing guys know something about Zoe.
I'm certain of it.
One of the murder victims
is Trey's brother.
And he ain't gonna take it kindly
if you keep hounding him.
And right now, I got some dead bodies
I got to deal with.
And lucky for you,
your girlfriend isn't one of them.
She's a pretty girl.
She drive a 68 Blue GTO?
Yeah.
Somebody reported it on the side
of the highway this morning.
How'd you figure she went missing
here in Acme?
Zoe loves to take photos
with her phone.
She knew I was concerned, so she was
sending a photo upon the hour.
The last photo she sent
was this one.
Yes, that's route 40 alright.
You mind?
Everything alright between you two?
Yeah.
We're getting ready to take a big leap.
Move in together.
Get married.
I want to buy her
the biggest diamond, but...
She insisted on a simple band,
had it engraved.
"Zoe and Dane forever."
Look.
I'll have my deputy
dust that payphone for prints.
You can follow me down
to the station and...
I'll have you fill out an official report.
Well, it ain't very deep, West.
Why don't you just bury her
in front of the police station.
I stuck my blade in her to the hilt.
Ain't no f***ing way
she got up and walked away.
What if she's alive?
She went back into town
and f***ing killed Jed.
He was disemboweled and scalped.
That ain't the work of a gut eater,
I don't know what is!
Still,
where's the body?
Coyotes.
Wild dogs.
The desert.
Is...
Is that a grave?
Skeeter, get on back to the car!
No, let him look!
He needs to learn
this is a crazy f*** up world!
Yeah,
and sometimes...
even God's good creatures...
They need to be sacrificed.
Ain't that right, West?
Alright.
Given the events of the past week,
I'll say there's any number of people
who wanted to see Jed dead.
As far as our little Angeline now.
The n*gger said she called him.
If that's true,
where the f*** she'd go?
Let's say if she wasn't a corpse
when West buried her,
I bet she sure is
hell is by now.
Creed, we should lay low.
Get out of Dos till this sh*t blows over.
Sure,Trey.
Sounds good.
So, why scalped him?
It don't make no sense.
Unless it was a squaw.
Dog's been humping a few Reservation girls
on a regular bases.
It was a man,
based on how Jed was butched,
he's skilled, lethal.
Probably a hunter.
Alright, that's everyone.
What the f***!
God damn it, Trey,
pick up the f***ing phone.
Yeah, this better be f***ing important.
You guys, got to get over
to my place, man.
I think she's here.
I think she's f***ing...
... here!
God damn it!
No, no!
Please!
No, no!
Please, f***ing please, no!
No...
No, wait!
No!
F*** you!
Get the backpack.
Yeah, I hate to do this...
Until this all blows over.
Arrivederci, old friend.
You guys, got to get over
to my place, man.
You were pretty far gone
when I found you.
I patched you up the best I could
then I attempted to bring you back.
Only you weren't alone.
You were in the company of Red Sleeves,
Betrayed and murdered by white men
of a 100 years ago.
He insisted he return with you.
I said no.
The old ways will not be
tolerated in today's world.
Precious time was lost.
By the time I reunited
your body with spirit,
your heart gave out and you died.
In any other case,
But the Chief...
... is cunning and quick.
He entered your body at the same time
and you became one.
But, know this.
The flesh will not sustain for long.
So, whatever you must do,
do it before it's too late.
He's dead alright.
Turned him into a human pincushion.
I got to see it.
I got to see him!
Get the f*** out of my way, Trey!
F*** that.
Don't f***ing move!
Any sign of the law?
You let her live, didn't you?
Huh?
Now, she's out for blood!
Ain't no way some
deaf mute city girl's
gonna get to jump on
Creed much less Jed.
Creed said it was her.
You heard him say it.
So explain that!
I can't.
I know what I know.
If you ask me, I'd say
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