Scarecrows Page #3

A dead man.

- Curry, we'll find him.

- Dead!

That's too weird.

Bert!

- Curry.

- What the hell is it?

- He's here.

- What?

Bert's at the house.

There is a God. Coming right up.

F*** him up, come on.

Stop your bullshit games, man,

you tried to f*** us.

Now, where's the goddamn money?

Bert, we're gonna get it out of you,

one way or another.

Where is it?

Let's just start with his hand, huh?

Let's just start with his goddamn fingers.

Who were you shooting at, huh?

Where's the money?

What's your goddamn name?

Stop it, you're killing him!

- Stop it!

- Change her diaper, will you?

You stay out of it.

Jack, where have you been?

Found some green stalks

down by the stream. Hungry?

Motherf***er,

you planned this heist,

and you planned to double-cross us

right from day f***ing one.

Come on, harder.

Piece of sh*t.

All that time you were just

jacking us off with sandpaper. Kick his ass.

Hey, there, want an ear?

Best way to eat corn.

Get away from me,

you cold-blooded bastard, just get away!

Look, leave her alone, Jack, okay?

Sack of sh*t. I'll watch him.

- He's a dead end.

- Man.

We're gonna have to sweep the area.

We'll get it back,

that double-crossing scum.

I've never seen anybody

stand a beating like Bert just did.

He hardly even bled.

Maybe he got a concussion

or something when he landed.

He must have

because he was numb

even before I started smashing his skull in.

I don't think he can even talk.

I don't buy it.

I think the son of a b*tch

took some drugs or something,

then walked in here hoping

we'd kick his ass and leave him for dead.

Leaving him with all the money.

He knew we'd find him

dragging that cash around,

so he stashed it

and took his chances coming up here.

So now the f***er is laughing at us

'cause he fried his brain

and we can't get to him.

Well, the joke's on him

'cause I'm gonna be standing on his dick

when he comes out of it.

He's just sitting there mocking us.

Right behind that face

he's laughing so hard

he's going to bust out any moment.

All right, a**hole, where is it?

Forget it, Curry.

What's the matter, Curry?

Can't you take it?

Jack, help!

Jack, over here! I'm stuck to this guy!

Curry, move! Get out of the way!

God damn it, move! Move!

Son of a b*tch!

Corbin, hurry!

Curry! Corbin!

Help me, guys! He's not real!

Bastard, put him down!

Jack! Jack, get up!

Corbin, we're gonna go...

Watch out!

Shoot him, Roxanne! Shoot him!

Out of the way, Corbin!

He's not real, man.

What the hell was he on?

Holy f***, he's light as a feather.

Cut him open, Corbin.

God, I'm gonna be sick.

No wonder he's so light.

There's nothing in him except straw and...

Bingo.

The money.

- He ate the goddamn money.

- Hey, Kellie, she's gone, man.

Damn.

Damn!

Corbin, go get her! Don't let them take off!

This is bullshit, man.

We should be taking off.

You think Bert ate that money?

You're all f***ing crazy.

Somebody out there gutted Bert

like a fish and stuffed him full of cash.

- Your brains are gutted, dick.

- How the hell did he kick our asses?

Kellie!

Kellie!

Help me.

Honey, please help me.

Oh, Kellie!

Please help me.

Kellie!

It's Daddy, Kellie. Help me.

Oh, God!

Daddy!

This isn't all of it, you know.

It isn't nearly all of it.

It's hardly any of it.

What if...

You know, whoever lives here,

what if they did that to Bert,

and they're waiting outside do it to us?

Why don't you just shut up?

And what if those crosses...

"What if? What if? What if?"

Why don't you just shut up?

Look, let's get out of here.

Let's take the money we have and split.

Bert was walking around dead,

for Christ's sake.

We've got to refrigerate this, it stinks.

You know,

somebody is trying to scare us out of here

so they can get the money.

And we are not leaving now.

No way.

We've come this far.

We are not leaving without that money.

You b*tch! God damn you!

Al's dead.

Somebody out there killed her father,

just like Bert.

You killed him!

You all killed him.

Is she gonna be able to fly us out of here?

She has to.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

Look!

Oh, my God. The money.

It must have been in a tree

or something and the wind blew it down.

There's no way the money

spread like that off a tree.

It must have got caught in an air current

or a wind or something.

- Let's get it.

- And get the hell out of here.

The hell with you guys.

I'm gonna bury her dad.

That's the least we can do.

- Don't get too far away, will you?

- Yeah, right.

If you see anything that moves, shoot it.

I wish I had my harmonica.

Take the path to your left there.

Yo, Roxanne, we're splitting up.

The money is concentrated

in two separate areas.

We'll get it faster.

I'll be damned.

What? What's wrong, Jack?

You're kidding.

Where are you?

Okay, slow down. I can't see you.

You hear me, jerk?

Jack, wait up.

Jack.

Jack!

Come in, Paco.

Jack?

Jack!

I'm coming, Jack. I'm coming.

- Which way?

- Curry?

- Come on, talk to me, Jack!

Which way? - Jack?

Come in, Jack!

Hey, where are you guys?

Hang on, buddy, I'm coming.

Oh, Jesus. I'm coming. Jack!

What's happening?

Jack? Curry?

- Jack!

- Come in.

Damn it, Curry. Where are you guys?

This way, let's move.

Jack!

Jack, which way, man?

Jack?

Jackie?

Jack, don't do this to me.

Jack. Jesus.

Curry?

Jack? Come on, talk to me.

Who's shooting?

- He's coming this way.

- I see him.

Come on, Kellie, let's go.

What are you shooting at?

They cut his arm off, man.

They pulled his f***ing guts out!

Where's Jack?

Bullets don't...

I fired at this thing

and he just kept coming.

Bullets don't stop it.

- What are you talking about?

- The scarecrows, man!

Like humans. They got Jack!

One of them was missing a hand

so they cut off Jack's.

There were three of them.

The Fowlers, those guys in the picture?

Well, now they're just f***ing scarecrows

and all I shot was straw.

You people don't understand.

These bastards died

and nobody told them.

Now if you're packing exploding shells

in that thing, pal,

they better be f***ing sacred or silver

'cause these f***ers ain't real.

They're never gonna

let us out of here alive.

You know that, don't you?

I mean, it ain't the money they want,

it's us.

We're dealing with some kind of zombie,

something.

I mean, man,

they ripped his f***ing liver out

with their bare hands.

You know what I mean?

Look, I don't need to hear this again,

all right?

I want to leave right now!

Okay, why don't you do that?

I would like to see you do that.

I mean,

I think you should just take a little stroll

right out there in the moonlight, kid.

They'll rip your tight little a**hole out

before you can say, "Que f***ing pasa. "

I'm not one of you, they don't want me.

Don't worry, kid.

Nobody's gonna hurt us here.

Great.

They're just gonna pick us off

one by one, that's all.

Just like those crows

on that f***ing fence, huh?

Well, you do whatever you want to do.

I ain't going out there again,

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