The Divide Page #3

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You think she's okay?

I don't care.

She's your mom.

She's not mine.

Just 'cause she cut

my sandwiches...

- Hey, Adrien.

- Yeah?

I only went out there to see

if there's a way out for us.

Hey, was Mickey an aviator

or something?

Look at these.

What the hell's going on in here?

Come on, Mickey, we're just looking

for some escapism, all right?

I told you from day one

that this was my room

and you were to stay out.

Your casa is our casa now.

I don't know what

you're talking about,

but you're gonna regret this.

This is my ball.

You got it out of my apartment?

- I got it out of your ass.

- You got it out of my apartment.

Hey, he's got forks.

- Adrien.

- I've been looking for this ball.

Don't need to use

your dirty fingers any... hey!

- This is a very valuable ball.

- You got it fixed.

Hit down here, come this way,

and jab real hard

and start firing like this.

Now if they're behind you

and they have a gun behind you...

- This is amazing.

- ...what you want to do is feel that tip.

Once you feel it,

come to the outside.

The gun will discharge this way.

Take your arm,

take both their hands,

pull with this hand, and go forward

and you'll take the gun away.

All right, soldier, fight safe

and come back

to the United States.

- Oh, another one?

- Mm-hmm.

- Where the hell did you get that one?

- It's the last one.

Come in.

Hi.

Here's the makeup.

Thanks.

Makeup.

Hey, listen, Marilyn.

You know, if you need

to talk about anything,

anything like that, I'm here.

You know?

'Cause...

I'm sure she's better off

than we are right now.

- What are you talking about?

Wendy.

Eva.

You are a very beautiful girl.

And I know you know

what men are like.

- Oh, yeah.

- What do you think's gonna happen

the longer that we stay

down here, huh?

What do you think

is already happening?

- I don't know.

- I do.

Listen, if you need to talk

about anything, I'm here, all right?

Don't you think

you should just be

a little nicer

to the rest of the boys?

Especially Josh.

F***ing hands off me.

All you knew

we had was this much?

That's all there is!

What do you want me to do?

- That's not all there is.

- That's just f***ing wonderful, Mickey.

That's impossible. There is no way

we can survive with that.

No way. No way.

You got us

into this situation, now fix it.

I got us into this situation?

Are you out of your f***ing mind?

I was rationing them.

We're gonna f***ing starve

to death, Mickey.

We're gonna die of thirst, Mickey.

Where's the food?

What do you want me to do?

I'm not your nanny,

you arrogant prick!

I'll bet you're just waiting

for one of us to die

so you can have all the food

that you can f***ing eat, huh?

- Oh, sh*t. What are you...

What is your problem, Mickey?

What is your problem?

My problem is you!

- You're f***ing dead.

- And you, and you!

- You're f***ing dead, Mickey.

- You're my f***ing problem!

- Get back. Get out of here.

- You get out of here!

- Take a walk.

- You get out of here.

- It's my f***ing...

- Take a f***ing walk!

Guys, please.

Delvin, come on.

You see he's the only one

not dropping any pounds?

Always stuffing his pig face.

I'm telling you, that motherf***er

is up to something.

Stop playing around with that.

Okay? I'm trying to talk to you.

What do you want to do, Josh?

I want to get

that f***ing door open,

- even if we rip it off its hinges.

- F***ing-A right, man.

Do you agree with everything

my brother says?

You mean

your half-brother, right?

What, you don't agree?

Have you looked at us?

Huh?

Look at me.

We're dying in here.

Where would you rather be?

Door's welded shut.

We got one working suit.

There's not a lot of options.

There's always options.

I knew you had some stuff

in here somewhere.

You crazy f***.

It's a peace offering for...

Thank you. Uh-huh.

Back up.

Back up and open it.

All right.

Move over so I can see it.

Start again.

Don't give me an excuse

to use this. Open it.

Got it.

Now push it open.

- Where's it lead to?

- The f***ing White House.

- Where are the lights?

- There ain't no f***ing lights.

Don't you f*** with me.

Oh, man.

Help!

It's Delvin and Mickey.

Holy sh*t!

What the f***, Mickey?

This motherf***er,

he comes in here

and he sticks a Taser in my face,

and he said he was gonna kill me

unless I gave him the rest

of the food and water.

Then he... he goes for the gun.

I caught him off guard.

Then we started fighting

over the gun and it went off.

- It went off?

- Yeah, it just went off.

And that's it.

It was self-defense.

It was...

- It was self-defense.

- Stop!

- Get off me!

- Bobby, get him!

It was self-defense,

motherf***er!

Adrien, help me!

Sam, get his legs!

Get his legs!

- Get his legs!

- Get off, motherf***er!

- Eva, get the gun!

- Get off!

- Hold on to him!

- Get off me!

It's a combination lock.

It won't work.

It's a combination lock.

Somebody wake him up.

You know what I think?

I think we should kill

the maniac right now.

- Jesus, Bobby.

- Hey, Mickey.

- All right, let's f***ing do it.

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby,

Bobby, Bobby.

Let's get civilized

about this, please.

- Come on. Josh?

You saw what he did to Delvin.

Huh? The guy's a whack-job.

He has been f***ing with us

since the first...

You know what?

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

Eva.

You don't even know

what happened.

- Give me the gun.

- Let's get to the bottom of this first.

- What are you doing? You b*tch!

- Josh.

- What if those guys come back, huh?

- Josh, come on.

Get the f*** out of my way.

F***.

We need the f***ing

combination, Mickey.

The combination.

- Aah!

- What is the combination?

Sam.

What's behind that door?

Put his head forward.

- Aah!

- What's behind that door?

- What's behind that door?

- You're gonna die.

- You're all gonna die.

- Huh?

I'll never give you

the combination.

Go get the knife.

- No?

- I don't care what you do to me!

You can kill me!

I don't care if I die!

- You don't care if you die?

- No! I kind of want it.

- Aah!

- Huh? You want to die?

As long as I'm strapped

in this chair, I'm stronger than you.

You're never gonna get

that combination from me.

- Never!

- No?

And I will starve to death.

Will you?

- Bobby!

- Give me the f***ing combination,

Mickey, or I'll slice you

from ear to ear.

- You hear me?

- Stop!

- You're so f***ing dead.

- No! Get off of me, you f*ggot!

Get off of me, you f*ggot!

I'll starve to death.

Put the knife down,

you guys, please.

You shouldn't have thrown

the gun down the toilet, Eva.

- F***ers! F***ers!

- Come on, Josh, think about it.

- What's the combination?

- F*** you!

- Put down the knife.

- Yeah, do it.

- Josh, no!

- What's the combination?

- Put down the knife.

- Do it! Do it!

Josh, no!

- Stop!

- What's the...

Let her go, Josh.

Let her go. Let her go.

I don't know why

you wanna fight, boy.

Okay, okay, Josh.

Josh, look at me.

- Look at me.

- Stop it, Josh!

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