Shallow Ground Page #3

Where is he?

We've been looking.

Maybe got thrown.

Ever coming down,

I hope pretty good, you know.

- Where is the driver?

- In the bus.

Are you okay?

- Samuel, is it?

- Sam.

Sam.

Sam.

I hope you can help me

this bus to get off the road.

Jack.

Oh, sh*t!

You see it stalled,

not moving anywhere.

- How is your head?

- I had it worse.

- You don't even tell who you stay with?

- He can stay with me.

Good.

So what do you want me to do?

Come with these 2 and 3 others,

get them all into town.

All right everybody listen now.

We're gonna get everyone

out of here with a truck,

So it's going to be a few trips.

So stay together, stay with the bus,

and don't touch the blood.

Laura took one of the rifles.

Because, god dammit,

I asked her to stay here.

Do you want me to go

after her?

No. 'Cause I need you

bring the bus into town.

- I'll wait here. She's probably back soon.

- All right. I'll keep an eye.

Okay.

- Okay, who wants some cake?

- Go ahead, give her a hug. Give her a hug.

- It's all right. It's all right.

- Thank you.

Albert.

Is everything okay in there?

Yeah.

It's all right.

Okay, first meet birthday girl.

They haven't made it,

going to need more deaths soon.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday, dear Amy.

Happy birthday to you.

Well.

Wonderful!

- Okay.

- Change out.

Okay.

No. Wait a minute.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait...

- Me first.

- I get to take here.

Open my gift.

What is it?

- Mama, what is it?

- Please do not remind her.

Don't say a word.

- No way, Jack.

- Don't worry, Albert.

- You lift our seal, right?

- Okay.

Oh!

- I love you, sweetheart.

- I love you too.

- Thank you, Mama.

- Okay, who wants some cake?

No.

Give her a hug. Give her a hug.

"OUR FATE IS YOURS"

Come out, you son of the b*tch!

No one may leaves.

Help me, Jack.

F***ing sh*t!

Helen.

Helen.

Helen.

Hey, Jack.

Where the hell

these flies are coming from?

- You're okay, Helen?

- Oh, yeah. It's good to be praticed.

I... still don't like to live

in a big old house alone.

Have you seen anything

out of ordinary way?

Well, my dog was acting up

this morning.

But I figured it was just a bear

snooping around for scraps.

- Why?

- No big deal.

Can I borrow your car

for an hour?

Oh, no. Did your jeeps

break down again?

Laura and Stuart have them.

I thought you and Laura

would marry by now.

Call it "cheer", I guess.

Okay, you just wait a minute,

and I will find my keys.

Jack.

"Rescue crew finds bodies

of father and daughter

Jack.

Jack is not there.

Loose your gun.

Loose it!

Helen.

I think I got the keys, but

I don't know how much gasoline is in her.

Goddamn it!

Oh, sh*t.

Don't move the goddamned a**hole.

- Who is it?

- Where is Laura, Stuart?

- I said who the hell is it?

- It's Ray.

Jesus Christ! Ray.

You scared the sh*t out of me.

What are you doing here?

Where is Laura, Stuart?

I don't know. I haven't seen her

since this afternoon.

Is she all right?

Well, she's a little stress out,

like everybody else.

Things that may exactly normal

around here. You know what I'm saying?

Things haven't been normal anywhere for the las 24 hours, Stuart.

You went for me, did you?

Do you say that?

Mark is dead.

They found him

in a patrol car this morning.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

Remember that little junkie,

Curtis Weaver?

He was a dealer. Yeah.

- What about him?

- I hope you can tell me.

Look.

The only person who knows for sure

what happened to Curtis is...

Curtis.

- And he's dead.

- His dead would be a problem.

And how is that my problem?

Stuart, they come to clear the book,

they come to make it right

once and for all.

- Who?

- The dead.

This time you're going

on your own.

Curtis.

Get out of the car, Curtis.

Don't make me f***ing coming out and take the f*** you out of the car.

Lets go! Come on.

- You're back first.

- Enough, all right?

Come on.

You want to work to neigborhood,

you got to pay for the previlege, Curtis.

For the pig damned thing.

I want the payment crack boy,

that was an a**hole.

That money ain't yours.

- Now discuss, discuss.

- Sure. Sure.

Don't go sh*t me, Curtis.

I know you got some cash for me.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

It's TJ, okay?

The a**hole already caught it.

That's great, kid.

Smart move!

Goddamn you, Jack.

And the but in your place.

Not if you're dead, pal.

"GUILTY"

"Father and Daughter

Killed in Dam Accident"

"Hellen Reedy, 'they've Taken

My Family, They've Taken My Life"

"City Councilwoman

Missing & Freared Dead"

"Son Of Real Estate

Investor Vanishes"

"Daughter of

Dam Supervisor Abducted"

You remember how to get out

to my place?

Amy wanted one of this.

Well, thanks to Jack.

She's not around the edge, is she?

- That's not Jack's fault.

- He left her out there alone.

He night as well as

kill her himself.

You can blame whoever you want.

But none of that is going to change

the fact that Amy is dead.

No.

But if Jack ever wants

to see you again,

he's going to find the master

who did that time.

"Widow Buries

Husband and Daughter"

Welcome to the family, Jack.

Tom and Jessica are going

to have you as their company.

No slowing down.

- Stop the truck.

- Here?

I said stop the goddamn truck.

This will stink a little bit.

Amy.

Amy, are you okay?

Here's your father.

Amy.

Helen? It's Laura.

Are you all right?

Laura.

Laura!

Laura!

Laura!

What the hell are you?

Get up. Get on your feet.

Get on your feet!

Get on your feet!

Now!

Come on. Out! Out!

Okay. Come on.

Get out, now.

Get your legs in the car.

I am not

f***ing around here, Laura.

You trouble other people, didn't you?

Shut up.

Wake up. Hey, wake up.

What the hell is that?

- I don't know.

- Nonsense! You knew it after me.

It's nonsense running

from it, Helen.

Laura? Laura?

Laura?

Albert.

Albert.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Stop there. Stop.

Stop it.

Oh, God!

I got you, all right.

It's okay. Okay.

I'm here.

Jack.

My God!

What happened to you?

- It is nothing. Do not worry about me.

Nothing.

I worry about you, all right?

Where is she?

It does not matter.

Right here. You are safe.

No, where is she, Jack?

- I get you about to here, Laura.

- Stop it, Jack.

- Go after her.

- I'm not leaving.

Jack, you have to go.

Oh, goddamn! Wait!

I got to get you out of here.

Stop it, Jack.

Go.

I don't know why you think

you can run, Helen?

There's no hiding from the thing.

It can't kill me, Jack.

I died last year

with Jessica and Tom.

And you think that gives you the right

to do the things you've done?

You're outside of this,

never turn around. My husband

and daughter were still be alive.

Help me, Jack.

Help me.

Laura.

Jesus.

Laura.

Jack.

You're not leaving me now, goddamn it.

Help me get him the the truck.

Not yet.

Jack. Jack. Is she dead?

It's over.

Get him checked soon.

I take some more things

I get to do.

Come one.

Come one, we get to go.

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