The Black Waters of Echo's Pond Page #5
and how good old
motherfucking "White Chocolate"
could save the day.
You've come
to save the day, huh?
"I can save the deal for you.
I can save the deal."
That's what you wanted to do.
No, man.
Come on, man.
Please don't, man,
I'm begging you.
Look what we got here.
I wonder if this
motherf***er works.
Sounds like this motherf***er
got some gas.
No, man, please don't.
I'm begging you, man, stop.
I'm sorry, man.
I said-- did you hear me?
I said I'm sorry.
Everybody's f***ing sorry.
They always say they're sorry
right at the 11th hour
or at the point
that they get caught.
How are we gonna make this right
between us, Rob?
- How are we gonna make it right?
- Oh, God.
Motherf***er, take this!
Okay, I don't want to drown,
you guys.
You got sh*t for brains?
We're two hours
from the mainland.
This entire island's filled
with deadwood and dried brush.
If you set this dock on fire,
the island, my house,
all of us will be turned
into kindling.
Pete, you're scaring me.
You try to set my island
on fire again,
I'll gut you like a fish.
Anton, are you okay?
That was creepy.
What's wrong?
Oh, f***.
I just stepped on something.
- What?
- Hold on. Ow.
It hurts.
- Baby, are you all right?
- Let me see.
No. I cut my foot open.
- Is she okay?
- Let's get you fixed up.
Hold on.
Here, I'll come with you.
Yeah, it's okay, baby.
It's okay, bro.
I got it.
I'll come back with some
fresh towels in a minute.
Are you sure?
Hang on a second. I'll come help.
- No, it's okay, baby.
- Don't worry.
Baby, let me come
with you.
No, baby, it's okay.
Have fun.
It's locked.
Guys, the door's locked.
- Hello.
- Just a minute.
Just a minute?
- Hey.
- Where were you guys?
- What took you guys so long?
- I used three rolls of gauze.
- She had a real deep cut.
- I got you towels.
- It's Anton's.
Why are you wearing
Anton's shirt?
She was cold, dude.
What's the big deal?
It's not like I've never worn
his shirts before.
Okay, come on,
let's go find everyone, okay?
What were you and Renee doing
when we showed up?
I told you,
I was dressing her wound.
Why was the door locked?
Locked? It wasn't locked.
Come on, let's go.
Yeah, actually, it was.
- It must have jammed or something.
- Jammed?
What's the matter with you?
I was--
I was just on my way
to the bathroom.
You guys finished already?
Are you kidding?
Haven't you ever heard of halftime?
Do I sense a little
hanky-panky over here?
Ahem-- and...
Robert?
Nope.
Trent?
Nope.
Both?
Nope.
Oh, my God,
what happened here?
Where is everybody?
You know what? Let's get the boys.
Let's go find out.
- Come on, give us a peek.
- No.
- Come on.
- No.
- Show us what we've been missing.
- No.
- Pretty please?
- No.
Who said you could flaunt your
naked body in front of my husband?
You are such a slut.
Could you be more obvious
about wanting to f*** my fianc?
How could you?
Oh, my God.
Renee-!
Renee, would you please
just talk to me?
Stop running around on your foot.
You're gonna make it worse.
Erica, open the door, please.
Give me a break. An hour ago you were
gonna let me sleep with your sister.
- Well, that didn't happen, did it?
- I want to know
the real reason you were
in Anton's room for so long.
What are you getting at?
I want to know
what you were doing, Renee.
- What were you doing?
- What are you getting at?
When I saw you,
you had this classic
guilty expression on your face,
like you knew you'd been caught,
but you were gonna play it off
like nothing had happened.
- The door was locked, for chrissakes.
- The door was not locked. It was stuck.
Why was it closed anyway?
I don't know why it was closed.
What do you think?
What, do you think
I f***ed Anton?
Is that what you think?
Don't you try
to turn this around on me.
Don't you f***ing lie to me!
What?
You were gonna hit me.
No. No.
I just raised my fist.
To hit me.
Renee, I'm sorry.
Renee, I'm sorry.
I love you.
Don't use that word
with me.
No. No!
It was bought
with Rick's money anyway.
Honey, you're taking this whole thing
the wrong way.
Josh and I--
we get childish sometimes.
You know,
best friends do that.
If Josh is really
your best friend,
why did he say to me
when I was alone with him in the water,
"isn't it about time
you got a piece of a real man?"
He put his hands
all over me, Anton.
That's the real reason
I came back so quickly.
What? What do you mean,
he said that?
- Ow! What the f***?
- Did you grope Erica in the water?
She says you practically
molested her.
What the f***
are you talking about?
She just told me, Josh.
She was bawling her eyes out.
She's full of sh*t.
I didn't even touch her.
Jesus Christ.
I think you f***ing broke my nose.
Oh.
You motherf***er.
You can't stand the idea
that I would touch your girl...
while you were f***ing mine.
Hurry.
Erica, this isn't funny.
Ugh, I can't stand her.
I don't like playing games.
Renee, did you--?
Come here.
I can't stand her.
MY things.
Why are you doing this?
We know why you came here
this weekend.
I came here to spend time
with all of you guys.
You must think
we're stupid.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
"Anton, because
he's a sensitive, romantic type."
And Josh is the "big,
strong, take-charge kind of guy."
Whore!
Help me!
Help me!
Oh, f***.
You scared the sh*t out of me.
I'm hearing Veronique
screaming out there--
- What the f*** is wrong with you?
- You f***ed Rick, didn't you?
You f***ed Rick, didn't you?
Pete! Pete!
Open up! Help!
Hello?
Hey.
Hello?
Is anybody here?
She had her hands
all over you, Danny.
All over you, man.
I think she was more into you.
I still can't believe it. She was hot.
No-o-o!
Why did you lie, Rick?
Whoa, Kathy. It's me-- Rick.
Jesus Christ,
what happened to you?
- He'll kill me.
- What?
Look what he f***ing did to me.
Whoa, whoa, slow down.
I can't understand what you're saying.
What don't you
f***ing understand?
Sh*t.
What the hell?
You've gotta be
f***ing kidding me.
Is that any way to treat
somebody's home?
Watch your step.
Watch your step.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
I thought we were going in your boat.
Why are we at Pete's boat?
The keys to my boat
are back at the house.
Why?
- 'Cause I'm an idiot.
- Oh, God.
I've got a plan.
L 911 YOU. I got you.
L 9011 you.
Oh, f***.
Come on, we gotta wrap that up,
stop the bleeding.
Let me find you
something here.
Come here. Let me see.
Jesus.
Come on.
Oh, f***.
All right, just hide here
until I come back, okay?
Come on. It's gonna be okay.
Come on, Kathy.
I won't be gone long,
I promise.
Okay?
Yo, it's Rick.
Is anybody here?
Hello.
Where are my keys?
Erica!
Jesus.
What the f***?
Oh, Veronique.
Nos no! no, no, "C.
What, you don't like
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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