The Battery Page #2

wait, wait, wait...

What?

You got a thing for her, don't ya?

Annie!

Oh my God!

Oh my God! You're so

f***ing funny, man.

You're so weird!

You're not asking for, for Frank.

You're not asking for The Orchard.

Shut up.

Just... Annie.

Annie, come back!

Annie, please come back!

Save me!

- Shut up.

- Please, Annie!

You know what?

You wanna know the difference

between you and me?

What, I'm not an a**hole?

It's that...

we both know...

that there's a girl

out there, right?

Driving around...

doing some highly

organized scavenging...

some recon missions...

who knows, it could be a couple

f***in' weirdos on the radio but...

let's say she's out there.

She's probably coming from

someplace fortified...

big walls, like you said.

But these are logical

deductions, yes?

- What's your point?

- Well...

My point is...

in your mind,

she's like this

post-apocalyptic pixie girl.

With like, a gun on her hip.

And like, a garter.

And maybe like, a scar

that's so well placed that

it shows how tough she is

but doesn't f*** up her

pretty face, right?

And in my mind?

She's like a 46-year-old

softball coach.

With a mullet.

And f***in' calves

like canned hams, man.

Right?

I mean, if they're gonna send a

woman, that's who they're gonna send.

A trucker. A bull dyke.

Not f***in' Frank's

barely legal niece.

But...

you're a romantic.

And I'm a realist, that's okay.

Probably gonna get

you killed, though.

Just like those f***in' headphones.

You know, you're the

only person I know

that could walk all the way across

New England and gain weight.

I'm the only person

you know, Mickey.

Period.

Plus...

I'm a catcher,

I'm allowed to be fat.

Well then you pull it off.

F*** you, sir.

F*** you to death.

I think you're over

thinking this one, Mickey.

- Yeah?

- Yep.

I think you're

grasping a little bit.

Who says that? "No Vacancy"?

Uh, people say it man.

It's a saying, it means...

No room, no space, don't uh...

don't come here.

We cannot accommodate you.

- Please don't come to...

- Oh sh*t!

God dammit.

I told you this was gonna happen.

Get in the car. Get

in the god damn car.

Can we go now, are we done?

Can we cross this

place off the list?

You know, I don't know why

you feel like you have to

kill every f***ing one of them.

Because I do! Because

we do, it's our duty.

No you don't!

You're gonna get yourself killed because

you have to confront every single one.

Pay attention! Watch out!

If you'll just stop

f***ing distracting me

while I'm trying to do this!

Just do it and get back in the car!

You know, why don't you

get out here and do it?

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Are we gonna do this again?

- Yeah, no, I think it's time.

Get out here and f***ing do it.

I mean, aren't you just

a little bit angry?

Aren't you just a little

bit angry, Mickey?

Shut up.

This one over here?

She killed your brother.

- F*** you.

- This motherf***er here?

- He ate your mom!

- You're an a**hole!

- He ate her right up!

You're gonna have to

do it sometime, man.

Yeah.

But I don't have to do it today.

And neither do you.

F*** you!

F*** you!

F***!

F***!

Here hold this for me, will ya?

Get that outta my f***ing face.

Ah!

Aya whoohooo!

Whoooo!

Wooo!

Ah ha haaa!

Ahhh!

Haaaa! ho hoooo

Haaaaaa!

Ha!

Ohhh!

Hahahahahah!

Ah!

No! No, no, no!

No, no, no, no!

Ah, sh*t!

Ah, sh-sh*t!

Shut up!

Oh, God!

Ben!

Oh!

The f***!?

Oh my f***ing...

I'm sorry, Mickey!

I'm sorry, man!

Oh sh*t, are you finished?

I can't even f***ing,

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

F***, I gotta go.

I'll come back, you finish up!

Aw, Jesus!

We're f***ing staying the night.

Okay?

We're in the middle of nowhere!

There's nothing around for

miles and the only reason

we got stuck in that

house in Massachusetts,

is because we didn't know

what the f*** was going on!

I want to sleep in a house.

In a bed!

Like a real human.

So we're f***ing staying the night!

Okay.

Guess we're staying the night.

Hey Ben? Have you seen my...

What's up?

What are you doing?

I'm trying to put this...

f***ing bow together.

I can see that.

So you wanna borrow those...?

Oh yeah. Yeah, yeah, these?

- You can have 'em back tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?

Yeah. I'll give them

back when we leave.

You'll give them back?

They're my headphones.

You're the one who wants

to stay the night.

So that's what this is about?

Yeah, it is.

You wanna have a

f***in' sleepover...

in a big box with no wheels.

And I don't want you

to be distracted.

I want you to be able to hear a f***ing

squirrel take a sh*t out there.

That's the only way I'm gonna feel

remotely safe sleeping in this house.

What?

You think I don't like music?

I f***in' love music, man.

But I always have to

be present and aware,

because you don't

wanna deal with sh*t.

You're always hiding in

these things, Mickey.

You're burning through batteries,

you're blowing out your eardrums,

and you're putting my life at risk.

How am I putting your life at risk?

Because we're a f***ing team, man!

A battery!

Remember?

Whether you like it or not

and you know what,

maybe I'm just tired of

watching both of our f***ing

backs all the time.

It's for your own good man.

You need to wake up and realize

that this is how it

is out here now.

Nobody's gonna flip

this switch back on.

Flip the switch back on?

What's that, I'm sorry,

I can't hear you.

Can't hear you through

the beautiful...

music.

It's so loud.

It's so loud and glorious.

I'm gonna f***ing shoot you.

Did you see that?

Hey Mick!

Come and look at this

f***in' mural, man.

It's insane.

There's like a beautiful woman.

Perky little titties.

Long legs.

She's sitting in the

middle of the woods.

Surrounded by a bunch

of animals. There's like...

a gazelle, a f***ing red fox.

A huge stork. Some

kind of bird of prey.

And she's like, leaning on a lion.

It looks like... You

know what it looks like?

It looks like one of those...

Jehovah's Witness pamphlets.

You know, where all

of God's creatures...

are united and peaceful

in the Kingdom on

Heaven or some sh*t.

Come here. Come look at it.

What? No? Okay.

I want to go there.

Annie, you... you there?

Anyone?

I don't know how much

longer I can do this.

They'd put me over the fence

if they knew I was talking to you.

Hello?

You've gotta let this go.

You understand?

Please.

I can't This place...

it's not what you think it is.

What is it?

That's exactly the sort of thing

they'd put me over the

fence for saying.

I bet it's not...

sleeping on a roof.

Or a tree.

Or in a car.

Like a rat in a cage. Is it?

No, it isn't.

Then don't tell me to let it go.

I don't have anything else.

What about your friend?

Ben?

Ben... I...

We were ballplayers, I...

He was the starting catcher.

I was out in the bullpen.

We never hung out in

the same circles.

I hardly even know him.

Listen, I didn't push this button

to gab like schoolgirls.

For your own good, change the

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