Stan Helsing Page #4
doing my business,
and the guy next to me in the stall
asks for some toilet paper
and I said sure. So when he
reaches his hand under...
- Excuse me. You guys are up.
- Up where? Where?
- What are you talking about?
- To sing. Your group.
What are you talking about?
We're not singing.
- No.
- We're not singing.
- Then what'd you sign up for?
- We didn't sign up.
signed you up
when you were in
the men's room.
Teddy? Teddy?
Are you kidding me?
Why did you sign us up?
Well, I figured it, you know,
it would help us fit in.
Teddy, you're the only brother here
wearing a Superman outfit.
Fit in? Fit in?
We're not gonna sing.
Take us off the list.
Okay.
Just take us off the list.
All right, all right.
say they're too good to sing karaoke
at our shitty little bar and grill.
No no...
Easy easy.
I didn't say "shitty."
Everybody, calm down.
Love
Is a burning thing
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down
And the flames went higher
The ring of fire
The ring with fire...
What?
I just thought you guys might
We like Johnny Cash.
It's just we're still a little
sensitive about fires,
ever since the one that destroyed
and cursed our town.
That's right. That's right.
Uh, sorry?
Um, well...
Howdy. I'm Stan Helsing.
This is...
Hey, did you say Van Helsing?
No, I didn't say Van Helsing.
I said Stan Helsing.
Stan Helsing,
not Van Helsing.
Why does everybody want me
to be Van Helsing?
Ever since the fire, this town has
been tormented by monsters.
Legend has it that one day
a Van Helsing will come
and save us from this curse.
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you,
but I'm Stan Helsing,
not Van Helsing.
I'm not here to save anybody.
Sorry.
Well, I'm glad I didn't suggest
we sing Clay Aiken.
Stan, I don't understand why you're
ducking this whole Van Helsing thing.
I'm not ducking anything!
I'm Stan. Stan, man.
I'm not a monster killer.
I don't want to let these
townspeople down.
Don't worry, it's just a clock.
That can't be good.
I forgot my cell phone.
- What?
- The door is locked.
Well, go get your phone, Teddy.
I ain't going on my own...
It is dark in there.
Ooh, I have a flashlight.
Ahh!
You guys, I can't run anymore.
I ain't running no more.
What the hell are you doing?
What is that?
It's my to-go burger.
Prepare yourself
to die, mortal!
Run to the west gate!
This whole town is full
of skeletons.
Man, this whole town is dead.
Oh my God.
Maybe this is like "The Sixth Sense"
and we're the ones who are really dead.
You know what, Mia? I've been
holding something back all night,
so I'm just gonna
go ahead and say it now:
That doesn't make any sense,
you stupid b*tch.
Yeah, I feel better now.
- Try the guardhouse phone.
- Good idea.
Big surprise... it's dead.
- Hello?
- We know who you are.
- Who is this?
- How'd you like my ass?
- Dad?
- I may be a little doll,
but I'm gonna chop you
and your friends into pieces.
You know who that was?
That was that doll
that we were driving next to
that showed me his ass.
Oh my God.
Stan, I know it's been
a stressful night,
but there was no doll.
And there definitely was no doll
- showing you his ass!
- I'm out of here.
Come on.
God.
Stan!
Stan? Stan?
Are you okay?
Oh. Ah.
- Nadine?
- Yes.
Why did we break up?
Don't you remember?
I think so.
Yeah, so I told the guy,
I was like, "Listen,
I'm the only guy here
at the karaoke bar
that sings 'Temple of the Dog."
I had to lay down the law,
you know?
I just think that grunge didn't have
enough time to, like, fully mature.
You know?
Like it's still evolving.
And that's what I'm trying to do,
just bring my music back to that...
...you know, so...
- How did you do that?
- I don't know.
Ever since I was a kid,
I was, you know,
able to snatch bugs and stuff.
Wow.
Number 74, your order's ready!
That's us. I'll go get it,
since you paid and all.
It's not the way that
You carry on in bed
It's not your last laugh
It's not your game
It's not the way that
You wear your saddle straps
It's in your name
And it's in your gaze
Oooh...
Pot pie.
Uh, I wish that was
a real pot pie.
That would be fun.
So hungry,
I'm gonna eat you.
What?
seeing each other.
Who are you doing?
Stan?
Stan?
Stan, are you okay?
- Nadine?
- Yeah.
Are you wearing any underwear?
Yep, he's fine.
Man, how was
the flashback?
It was terrible.
But the food was delicious.
All right, well, let's go find
the east gate.
Good idea.
I taste metal.
- East gate. East gate.
- Oh. Okay.
Look, this place can't be that big.
We'll find somebody to help us out,
drop these videos off and get out
of this godforsaken place.
Hey, look, a truck.
- Hey, it's stopping.
- What is he doing?
- We should ask him for some help.
- Nope.
We should. Who else is there?
Hey, buddy!
- Hey!
- Excuse me, sir?
- Over here!
- You,
with the yarmulke!
Oh, he's leaving.
- Wait a minute.
- What was he doing?
that metal tube.
Yeah, but that
something was moving.
Yeah, and that something
was bloody.
Hello?
- Hey, Mia, hand me your flashlight.
- Oh, sure.
- What are you doing?
- Sorry.
Hello, sir?
Yoo-hoo!
Sir, I know you're tied up right now,
but could you please
throw me my flashlight?
Hello?
Oh, no no!
Oh! Oh!
- Do you have her?
- Yeah, I got her!
Damn.
a great time
for a reverse POV.
Oh, sh*t.
Stop it.
Stan. Oh.
A little higher.
Oh, right there.
Oh, no.
Come back.
Stan, can you pull her up?
I'll try.
I should have grabbed
your hands.
You know, I'm gonna just keep
these for later... no, evidence.
That's evidence.
Help me, I'm not wearing
any underwear!
Hey.
A perfectly good pencil.
Can you pull me up?
No.
Well, try lowering me down
a little farther.
Okay, we'll try.
You know, I think you're gonna have to
get in the tube and grab his ankles
and then I'll hold onto yours.
- Are you gonna look up my skirt?
- No. Probably.
Okay.
Uh, ahhh!
I feel like a lost little doggie.
Ooh!
Ooh-oooh!
Oh, wait, wait a minute.
Ah, okay.
There it is. It came out.
Okay.
A little deeper.
A few more inches.
Yeah, that's what you
b*tches always say...
to somebody else!
Not Teddy.
Teddy... Teddy gets it done.
Ain't nobody out here.
Ahh!
Where... where am I?
Where am I? Where...
- Where is this place?
- Uh, I don't know,
but your hands are
on my breasts.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Ahh! A rat. I'll kill it!
No, he's my friend.
Oh! Oh no, I think he's hurt.
Is that someone's ass?
Oh my God.
- Help me.
- Dude, you look like sh*t.
You're like a really messed-up
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