Straw Dogs Page #8

at left tackle, Jonah Spink!

Come on.

Hey.

Hey, oh.

CHARLIE:
Guys!

Man, hey.

Hey, oh.

Take your

f***ing hat off, man.

Get off me!

Some f***ing

respect for your country.

F***, man! F*** you!

# And the home of the brave #

(CROWD CHEERING)

(PLAYERS SHOUTING

INDISTINCTLY)

Kick ass!

F***ing football!

Play some ball tonight!

We'll kick some

motherfucking ass tonight!

How you doing?

Let's do it!

(WHOOPING)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(PLAYERS GRUNTING)

Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go, go!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Oh!

Bust 'em up! All night!

Yeah!

CROWD:
Bengals!

Bengals! Bengals!

Bengals! Bengals!

Bengals! Bengals!

Bengals! Bengals!

JANICE:
It's okay.

You don't have to be scared.

It's a nice spot, right?

This is where we come

when we want to be alone.

Do you like

being alone with me?

No, ma'am.

You know,

you're very handsome,

Jeremy.

You have kind eyes.

I'm not going to

hurt you, okay?

When I kiss you,

do you want to

be alone with me?

You kiss real nice.

Has anyone

ever told you that?

Go, go, go, go!

Go! Go!

Go, go, go!

(GRUNTING)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

ANNOUNCER:
Number 12,

Hunter Fletcher,

out of bounds...

Hey.

Charlie,

y'all seen Janice at all?

I ain't seen her, Coach.

Where the f*** is she?

Missy.

Hi, Coach.

Y'all seen Janice

anywhere at all?

No, I haven't seen her.

Maybe she went to the

ladies' room or something.

Hey, y'all seen

Janice anywhere?

No? Not at all?

Okay, fine. What?

Hey, Coach.

I saw her talking

to Jeremy Niles.

When? Where'd they go?

I don't know.

Not f***ing Jeremy Niles!

You saw her

talking to Jeremy Niles,

you don't say a word?

You know better than that.

(GRUNTING)

(SHOUTING)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Hey! Hey!

Break it up.

Yeah!

No!

Break it up.

Hit him!

ANNOUNCER:
... charged against

number 20, Reggie Wilson.

There are flags

all over the field.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

(GRUNTING)

Do you want to go?

We can go.

I want to stay.

Okay.

I want to try

something, okay?

Okay?

Don't worry.

It'll be nice.

(DOOR OPENING)

COACH:
Janice!

Shh.

No, it's okay.

Where are you at, girl?

Janice?

Shh!

Jeremy...

Shh!

COACH:
Janice!

(GRUNTING)

(MUFFLED WHIMPERING)

Put his ass in the ground!

Janice?

"They heard the voice

of the fourth beast say,

'Come and see."'

AMY:
Stop it!

Kill that motherf***er!

Yeah!

(MUFFLED WHIMPERING)

JEREMY:
Shh. Shh.

COACH:
Hey, Janice?

Come on, now. I'm not mad.

Shh.

Shh.

COACH:
I am going to

kill this f***er.

I'm going to kill him myself.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Shh.

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

You want to go?

Let's go. Let's go.

Sorry.

Come on.

They ain't got sh*t, man.

Nothing like what we were.

You remember that?

Use the left sweep all night.

(LAUGHING)

Y'all have

a good night, now!

(GRUNTING)

CROWD:
Oh! Oh!

Charlie. Charlie!

Come here. Charlie.

Come here! Come down here.

That f***ing Niles!

What's that, Coach?

Niles has got her!

That f***ing Niles

has got my Janice!

Is there anything I can do?

Listen, Amy...

David, look out!

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(AMY SCREAMING)

Sh*t.

Are you okay?

Yeah. What is that?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Niles?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

No. No, no.

Don't. Don't touch it.

It hurts.

AMY:
David.

I know. I know.

I didn't do it.

I know you didn't do it.

I did it.

It was me,

and I'm sorry.

It wasn't you.

Niles, stop.

AMY:
David.

Stop it.

Amy?

AMY:
Is he...

Is he hurt? David?

You're going to be all right.

Amy, I need you

to get in the back.

Oh, my God, David.

David, he's hurt.

Come on.

Oh, my God, David.

Is that bone? David.

I didn't do it.

Baby. Baby. Baby.

We need to take

him to a hospital.

Get in back.

Sh*t.

The nearest hospital

is 40 miles away.

We're going to

take him to the house

and call an ambulance.

Oh, sh*t.

Wasn't me. I didn't do it.

DAVID:
Okay,

I got reception.

I didn't do it.

AMY:
You didn't do...

You didn't do what, Jeremy?

I didn't do it.

No, he's just babbling.

He's babbling. He's in shock.

FEMALE OPERATOR:
911.

Hello. 911?

Can't find him anywhere.

I looked in the locker room.

I looked all over

this goddamn parking lot.

I don't know where

the f*** they are.

Hey, y'all! Chris! Bic!

God damn it!

Have you seen him or not?

WOMAN:
The ambulance

has been called up

to the old Wilcox farm.

Jeremy Niles had

an accident of some kind.

He's up there.

MAN:
Thank you, Page.

We'll check into it

as soon as the game is over.

I am fixin' to kick your ass.

Wait. Just Chris.

CHARLIE:
Coach.

Sit down, you f***er.

What?

Niles is up at

the Wilcox place.

Janice with him?

They didn't say.

I guess we best get

up there and find out.

Let's go!

You up for it?

Let's do it, Coach.

Sit down.

CHRIS:
Yes, sir.

Sitting down.

Dumbshit.

Come on. Come on.

(WHOOPING)

COACH:
God damn it.

Sit down,

you f***ing dumbshit!

Okay.

Just have seat,

Jeremy.

There's no

f***ing reception!

It's Jeremy time!

(WHOOPING)

CHARLIE:
Y'all stay here.

F*** that. No, I am...

Coach.

I am going to come with you.

Coach, let's just

keep our heads here.

Let me handle it.

I'll get Niles out.

Promise.

COACH:
You best.

Stay the f***.

COACH:
Bic, Chris.

Check the barn for

that goddamn Niles.

Go on. Get.

Come on.

Does it hurt?

You're all right.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Amy.

You need to send him out.

Get him upstairs.

Send him out,

we'll all be friends.

I didn't do it.

Shh.

Is that Niles?

I didn't do it.

AMY:
It's okay.

Send him out, Amy.

It's all right.

Why do you want him, Charlie?

We need to talk with him

about what he did

to Janice Heddon.

Jeremy, come on.

Keep walking.

Well, we can't...

We can't do that, Charlie.

Look, Janice was with him,

and now she's missing.

We need to find her.

And we're going to.

Well, listen, Charlie,

we're not going

to let you take justice

into your own hands.

I don't care what

you think he did.

What the f*** are you doing?

We're not going

to take justice

in our own hands.

We just need to talk to him.

You're just going

to hurt him, Charlie.

Oh, no, you are...

You're wrong about that,

Mr. Hollywood.

We're going to do

much more than that.

Now, you send that

f***ing Niles out here,

or you are going to

see a rain of all hell

on you and your own house.

You hear?

We want that pervert!

Coach, look,

I understand you're upset.

Oh, for f***...

I know you're worried

about your daughter.

I get that,

but I can't send

him out to you.

Look, maybe you guys should be

out there looking for Janice

right now instead, you know?

I'm sure she's fine.

F*** it.

I'm going to cut

his f***in' balls off!

Want to be all nice

and polite, Charlie,

or are you going to

help me find my Janice?

Bullshit. He can't

get away with this.

That sh*t ain't right,

Charlie.

Mr. Sumner

protecting him like that.

Not when my

little girl is missing.

All right, Coach.

BIC:
Yeah.

See, we get Jeremy,

and we'll find out

what happened to Janice.

I can goddamn

promise you that.

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