The Executioners Page #4

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[Kay whispering]

Oh, my God.

We gotta go.

[coughing]

[gasps, wheezes]

You were supposed

to just have fun.

[labored breathing]

It didn't work out

that way.

[coughing]

No, it didn't.

Who the f*** are you?

You would have killed us any...

anyway.

Maybe.

F***! Oh, f***!

How does it feel, huh?

[gurgles, gasps]

[clicks]

[whispered talking]

[clattering]

[knocking]

[Kay]

Oh, my God.

- Go!

- I'm trying!

- [grunts]

- [poker clatters]

- I'm trying. I'm trying.

- [Belle] Oh, God.

Oh, he's coming!

Please!

[Belle]

Oh, sh*t.

Okay, almost there.

Hold on.

Hold on.

[Belle] I hear him!

[Belle, Kay screaming]

Okay, grab my hand!

Grab my hand!

- Grab my hand!

- Let go!

Get off of me!

Go! Go! Go!

Grab my hand.

Come on.

- Grab my hand.

- [shrieks]

[Kay] Come on.

Come on.

Let's stay here.

Now.

[Kay] Belle. Belle!

Wait!

Belle!

Sh*t.

[David] How long should

we play this game, huh?

You're trapped.

How about I spare the life

of the first one to come out?

Gonna get you

either way!

[whispers]

Now!

Now!

[ominous music]

[owl hooting]

[birds chirping]

[both gasping]

I think...

I think we're okay.

[mouths words]

What?

We made it.

We did.

We made it.

[Belle]

We're not far away.

[arrow strikes]

[ominous music]

[Kay's voice]

"And that night,

I realized that there was no such thing

as a boundary between good or evil,

black and white,

right or wrong.

All I learned

is that this world

is divided by the executed

and executioners."

Hm.

So?

What do you think?

Well,

it's not Shakespeare...

or Styron.

It's certainly not Cormac

McCarthy or J.K. Rowling.

You know...

your proofreader

did a good job.

I was right

about your first book.

It was a piece of crap,

and it sold nil.

I really thought

your career was over.

Okay.

And what do you think

about this one?

Not great either.

But...

It's gonna make

a lot of money.

And as you well know...

wealth gives you the ability

to fully experience life.

- That's Henry David Thoreau.

- Sure.

So... you like it?

Not a bit. But I'd be

crazy not to publish it.

Yeah. You would say the

same thing about the Bible.

Probably.

Is this all true?

Yes.

It was

in the newspapers.

How... How do you feel?

Better.

Writing was cathartic.

That's why I wrote "A true

story," not "Based on."

Yeah, no, I, uh...

I got the nuance.

So did they ever prove

Belle did it?

She has never

been the same

since her father died.

Well, I'll give you this: You got an

amazing gift for capturing details.

I will never forget

a second of it.

It's all recorded...

in here.

[birds chirping]

Do you have it?

It's all there.

Not so fast.

Everything that happened last

night is recorded in here.

I trust the second half of

the payment will be there.

Trust me.

You'll be very satisfied.

Can I ask you

why you did it?

I'll have to kill you

if I tell you.

[scoffing chuckle]

Now that I think

about it...

I have to kill you

anyway.

[ominous music]

[phone dings]

[upbeat western music]

You can take the real estate

the cash and the best car

I only want the little dog

and my orange guitar

You made me sell my comic

books for pennies on the pound

But I'll still love the Silver

Age when you are in the ground

Oh my teenage crush on you only

makes me crush and not create

I could search for 1,000 years

to find another word for hate

[guitar solo]

I would like to illustrate

the way you made me mad

I have my favorite

pen in hand

I'm reaching for my pad

You are the squeezy snake

Release your hold on me

I won't make the big mistake

that freedom must be free

Oh my teenage crush on you only

makes me crush and not create

I could search for 1,000 years

to find another word for hate

[guitar solo]

I now express my discontent

in the form of a song

You made me feel so criminal

when I did nothing wrong

You tried to make yourself so

tall by pushing down on me

All you did was set me back

which truly set me free

Oh my teenage crush on you only

makes me crush and not create

I could search for 1,000 years

to find another word for hate

[guitar solo]

You can take the real estate

the cash and the best car

I only want the little dog

and my orange guitar

You made me sell my comic

books for pennies on the pound

But I'll still love the Silver

Age when you are in the ground

Oh my teenage

crush on you...

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