The Breed Page #3

I hope so.

- She's looking pretty good these days.|- Don't.

- What?|- Don't go there.

Why not?

She's obviously into me, so why|shouldn't I just go for it?

- Really?|- Yeah.

Because I've seen|how you treat women.

Because you're good|at saving them

doesn't always mean I'm the one|that ruins them.

- Brother in love.|- It's all right, man.

- Are you feeling all right?|- Yeah.

Are you sure?

I made out with John.

- So that's what's bothering you?|- Kind of, yeah.

- Why?|- Nice.

I don't know. I guess I thought|the rabies was settling in.

Very funny.|No, actually, I feel fine.

I feel great. I've got like this|adrenaline inside.

From John kissing you?

- Maybe.|- Well, might as well.

- You've liked him since you were 14.|- How did you know?

Who doesn't know that?|Everybody knows.

Oh, really?

Ok, then I hate everybody|right now.

(John hollers) Any day, Mcknight!

Can a brother not get|some alone time?

Damn!

(Low growl)

(Growling)

Nice doggy.

Nice doggy.

Good boy.

Oh!

Ok, Ok...|It's fine. It's fine.

(Growling)

John! Matt! Hey!

Oh! Oh!

Oh!

- What happened?|- What are you doing?

The dogs on this island|are not friendly!

- You afraid of a dog?|- No, dogs, man. Plural.

- How many?|- Three, but it sounded like more.

(Rustling in undergrowth)

You hear that?

(Rustling)

You believe me now?

(All) Oh!

They don't want you here.

The dogs, they don't want you here.

(Man yells and dog snarls)

(Man yells) Help!

- Get back!|- We gotta help him!

(Barking and snarling)

What's up?

Nothing.

(lndistinct chatter)

(Whispers) The house.

- (Nikki) Hey!|- (Whispers) Go to the house.

- What?|- Here they come.

What?

Run!

- Run to the house!|- Oh, my God! Run!

(Matt) Run! Hurry up!

Come on, you guys!|Hurry up!

Hey!

Mattie, no!

(Echoing scream)

(Snarls)

This ought to be fun.

- Argh! Argh!|- Damn!

Damn it! Son of a b*tch!

God, I'm so sorry, Nikki.

That's Ok.

For all I know,|you could've saved my life.

I don't know if I'm the life-saving kind.|I couldn't save that guy in the woods.

- I thought we were the only ones here.|- He came out of nowhere.

They ripped the sh*t out of him.

I know! Death by dog is brutal!

(Matt) None of this makes sense!|There's no reason dogs could do this!

These have the characteristics|of a rabid dog.

- But if they had rabies, they'd be dead.|- (Noah) Then what is it?

- You know that dog compound?|- The seeing-eye dog facility, yeah.

What if they were actually training|attack dogs, right?

A year ago they shut the compound|down because of a rabies outbreak.

So, attack dogs plus a weird strain|of rabies equals what?

Scary-ass Lassies, that's what!

- (John) Relax.|- They don't want us here.

That's what the dude in the woods said.

(Matt) Twice.|(Nikki) Who cares?

We need to be focusing|on getting the hell outta here!

I'm in serious need of some painkillers...

and there's something wrong with Sara.

You feel it, don't you?

- Is something wrong with you?|- It comes and goes.

We've gotta be smart here,|smarter than these dogs.

Everybody just shut up! You're all|driving me crazy right now! Wild dogs?

Nikki's right, we gotta get outta here!

Sara needs help|and we're gonna do that!

But first, we'll stay in here|where it's safe, let the dogs disperse,

then get in the plane|and get the hell out...

(Barks)

(Low growl)

(Dog yelps)

I don't wanna be here|any more.

What do we do?

We get outta here.

(Matt) Ready?

The dogs are on the dock.

It's like they know we wanna leave.

You gotta be kidding me!

(John) What?

- The plane's drifting away.|- It can't be. I tied it myself.

Look, then.

(John) Sh*t. If it hits the channel,|it's lost.

The dogs are gone.

(Noah) You guys, you guys...

- I don't wanna go out there.|- You're going.

You'll have to swim.|No one else can bring the plane back.

- I know.|- Just give me this.

For your brother being a screw-up,|he's stepping up and being a badass.

I can't believe this.|They chewed through it on purpose.

Listen, I don't know what the hell|is going on around here

but dogs can't think like that.|They can't plan.

If a dog chews through rope,|it's because dogs like chewing rope!

(Noah) Come on, John.

He's almost there.

Sh*t!

- Come on, swim back, man!|- (Nikki) Swim!

- The dogs!|- Hurry!

- Stop looking back!|- (Nikki) Swim! Swim faster!

You're fine!

(Barks)

(Dog yelps)

B*tch! Back to the house!|Come on!

(Matt) Hurry up!|(Noah) Go! Go! Hurry up! Go!

Run!

(Noah) Go! Go! Get inside!

Come on, get up the stairs!

Shut the door! Shut the door!

(Barking)

(Hammering)

(Matt) But how did the dogs|even get on the plane?

I once saw a dog balance|a marshmallow on his nose.

(Hammering continues)

(Phone beeps)

Still no service.

- You're running a fever.|- I am?

Don't worry, it wouldn't be rabies yet.|It could be some other kind of infection.

Great.

All right, pros and cons.|What are the negatives?

Negatives? Well, everything.

It's dangerous just trying to get|to the garage.

We don't know if the car will start|or what we'll find across the island.

- Whatever got that guy here.|- With our luck, he parasailed in!

The compound has gotta have|some kind of communications system.

Hopefully it's not equipped|with some crazy Old Yellers.

Look, we can't stay here.|We gotta get off this island.

Ok. Ok?

Ok, damn!

(Matt) All right, eeny...

Meeny...

Miney...

I'll go.

(Barking and snarling)

- (John) lt'll lift right off.|- I don't want you to go.

- I don't want anyone to go.|- I'll be fine. I'll be really quiet.

(Faint barking)

(Door creaks)

(Wind chimes clink)

(Barking)

(Pulley clanks)

How much do you weigh?

You know how much I weigh, baby.|You're not doing this.

Speed climbing champion three years|running. I weigh 120 pounds.

I could do this with my hands tied.

You were injured badly.

I know my limits.

This cable can't support you.

I know what I'm talking about.|Think about it.

I mean it. Think about it.

- You didn't get any on the handles?|- No, you'll be fine.

- Be careful.|- Yeah.

You gotta be kidding me.

(Distant barking)

They're here.

Hurry, Nikki.

(All yell) Hey! Hey!

(Hollers) Hey!

Dogs! Dogs!

Dogs! Dogs, over here! Come on!

(Engine fires once then bangs)

Come on!

(Engine stutters)

(Engine Stutters again)

Come on! Piece of sh*t!

(Engine stutters)

(Engine stutters again)

(Snarls)

(Barking)

- (Hollers) Hey! Are you Ok?|- Yeah, I'm fine.

Just seems like it's gonna be dinnertime|over here soon.

Hang on.|We got something worked out.

(John) Come on, guys!

- Let's go!|- Yep!

- Good?|- More slack! Watch yourself!

- You didn't hit her this time!|- I'm gonna tie the line to the rope.

- Pull it across.|- All right.

Here it is!

All right, pull it, pull it!

(Noah) Hurry!

Come on.

Behind you! Jump!

(Dog yelps)

Come on!|Nice shot. We got one, man!

Come on, pull!|Bring her in, bring her in.

Get off the harness!

(Distant barking)

Hey.

You have to talk to me.

I'm not in pain but...

I think I'm in trouble.

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