The Executioners Page #3
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I will kill her.
Then I'll kill you.
[Belle]
Open your eyes.
All right.
Say goodbye
to your friend.
[grunts]
Don't.
Don't do it.
Too fast.
Not enough pain.
[Mr. Black laughing]
Listen to
what she says.
It's not worth it.
[chuckles] Thank you.
Soon enough...
you'll wish you were dead.
[laughing]
Kay.
- Kay.
- [grunts]
- Kay.
- No.
- No!
- Kay.
- Kay, it's me. It's me. It's me.
- No! No! Get off!
- It's me. It's me. It's me. It's me.
- No!
No! Ow! Ow.
They're not gonna
hurt us anymore.
[indistinct]
[groans]
We're not alone,
you know.
You will regret this.
The other two
are in the basement.
They're out there...
watching.
See this?
This is live feed.
They're coming
any moment now.
- And all of...
- Shh.
Shh.
[ominous music]
What the f***?
What is
your real name?
F*** you.
[spits]
Excellent.
Mr. F*** You, welcome
to the party.
Maybe, just maybe,
I'll spare your life if you
tell me your real name.
[Mr. Black]
Don't say sh*t.
What about you?
Three real men.
Courageous,
strong, defiant.
I like that.
[laughs]
They're coming.
Oh, God!
You're going
to die slowly.
That is what
you deserve.
No one is coming
to avenge you.
That really just
sounded good.
Who's watching us?
- Who is watching us?
- I don't... I don't know.
I don't know. It wasn't
part of the deal.
Oh, God!
I don't believe you.
What difference
does it make?
None... to me.
- [shivering]
- [Mr. Red] What are you doing?
[screams, groans]
- My God!
- Come on!
- Yeah!
- F***ing b*tch! You f***ing b*tch!
F***. F***.
[Kay] Yeah! Die!
- [Mr. Red] Come on!
- F***ing b*tch! F***.
- [Mr. Blue] F***!
- I just killed you.
Belle.
What?
Are we supposed
to be nice?
We should call
the police.
No phone. The nearest
house is too far. What...
What do you suggest?
We shouldn't do what
they did to us.
We're not.
We didn't provoke
the events.
We're just
reacting to them.
We shouldn't be...
Angela, shut up.
It's not right.
They just raped you!
I got...
For what?
- [groans]
- For what?
F***! I'm sorry.
So you can make
your own snuff movie?
No. No. No. No. No.
No. I'm sorry.
- [Belle] Do it.
- Please.
No. No.
Please. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Do it.
- I'm sorry. Please.
Please, please, please. Don't do it.
Don't do it. Don't do it.
No! No! No!
Please! Please!
- I'm sorry. Don't do it.
- Do it!
Please. Please.
Please. Please.
F***! Don't do it.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so f***ing...
Please! Please!
- [grunts]
- [gun clatters]
What? "I'm sorry,"
and all is forgotten?
I can't believe it.
Nothing is forgotten!
[Mr. Red]
Stop! He's dying!
Look, I'll tell you
everything I know.
Okay? Which isn't much.
I'll take not much.
My name is...
Paul Collins.
Okay?
I don't know theirs!
I swear!
Look, we met for the first
time this afternoon.
It was all preplanned.
And... And he's right.
The paint, the GoPro,
it was in a mailbox.
And then you
killed old Jim?
No! No, we didn't!
We weren't even
supposed to shoot at you!
Look, all we had to do
was scare you...
play with you
as much as we wanted,
and leave you here...
drugged.
Drugged?
Yeah.
Look in my pocket.
I do.
I do.
You do?
Okay, so, what are
you gonna do with us?
[inaudible]
- Eye for an eye.
- No. No. No.
F***, no! Please!
F***.
Please.
[whimpering]
[Belle]
Come on. Faster!
Come on. Move!
Go!
Move!
I like the way
you're thinking.
[Kay] Get in.
- [coughing]
- Come on. Shh.
Come here.
There you go.
It's been a good companion
of mine.
Too bad I'll have to
trash it after this.
- On the bed. Get on the bed!
- [whimpering] No! No!
- Come on!
- On the bed!
[sobbing]
- [Belle] For you.
- No! No!
Here!
Come here!
So, Mr. Red.
Wanna do us the honors?
- This has to stop!
- [Mr. Blue shrieking]
[Mr. Red]
No, you gotta stop.
Belle.
Belle. Belle.
It's me.
[Mr. Red] Please.
It's Ange.
Are you really
gonna kill me?
[Belle] Wait.
Wait! Wait!
No, don't open the door!
- David!
- There's no David!
- [Belle] What if?
- [Angela] You're all going crazy!
[Belle] No, no.
Please, no.
- Wait.
- No!
- Talk to me. No!
- No, no, no, no, please!
[thumps]
[ominous music]
[Kay] What the f***?
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!
[Kay] Hey, come on.
[Lory] Okay.
Almost there.
Come on.
- [Kay] Hurry up.
- [Lory] Okay.
You didn't wanna kill us.
Is that what you said?
[coughing, wheezing]
David.
I hope you're enjoying
this show.
[men whimpering]
[Kay] Come on!
- Move it!
- [sob] Stop! Please!
[pleading, muttering]
Please! Okay!
Okay!
So?
No. No! No!
[Belle]
Do it.
- No more, please.
- Start!
[chorus vocalizing]
[sobbing]
I'm sorry!
[crying continues]
Oh, no!
Oh, no!
I'm sorry!
Say "Hi"
to Mr. David.
- "Hi."
- Hi!
"Mister."
- "David"!
- David!
[weakly]
Hi, Mr. David.
[Kay] Pathetic.
[sobbing]
- Oh, God!
- [Kay] Shut up!
Please. Please.
Please.
[Kay] Shut up!
- You gotta stop.
- This...
- You gotta stop!
- ...is for Angela!
No!
- No! No!
- [Belle laughing]
F***! Stop!
[Belle] Shut up!
- No! No, please!
- This is for...
[laughing]
[laughing continues]
[ragged breathing]
Listen to me carefully.
Whoever is out there...
doesn't care
about any of us.
Including you.
He would already
have saved you if he did.
You have no choice.
Let's get
out of here.
[Belle] Here's the plan.
Lory, you sneak out from the
window in the basement.
Try to get help
any way you can.
Red, Kay, and I will try
to create a diversion.
Red, I'm gonna
trust you with a gun.
Remember,
we're not the enemy.
Whatever is the amount of
money they promised you,
they never intended
to pay it.
[Lory screaming
in distance]
[screaming continues]
Don't you dare touch me!
Stand back!
[screaming]
[crying]
What?
[stammers]
He cut Lory's head off.
No!
- [grunts]
- No, no, no.
No, it's impossible.
No, it's impossible.
No.
[Kay sobbing]
No.
[mutters]
We're gonna make it.
I promise.
[laughing]
He's not gonna get us.
How?
[laughs]
Perfect.
[Belle] Okay.
[hammering]
[hammers, stops]
There must be a reason
for whoever's doing this.
Anyone in college
we hurt?
Anyone who wants to buy
this house for cheap.
- I don't know.
- Kay.
I know, I know,
I know.
That was stupid.
Have you ever witnessed
pure evil?
I wanted to write
about it...
but I didn't even
know what it meant.
Not until tonight.
I did.
[father's voice] Don't let
the darkness get to you.
It will harden your soul
and erode your emotions.
Belle?
Belle!
Yeah?
You got me worried.
You were far away.
I was just thinking
of my father.
I was thinking...
These old basements,
they usually have, like,
a crawlspace
under the house.
I don't know.
[whispers] No! No! No! No!
Wait. Wait. Wait.
No. We have to find
another way.
Holy sh*t. Okay, go.
[ominous music]
[Kay whispering]
There's something there.
- [grunts]
- [gunshot]
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