The Gallows Page #6

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- You got it?

Here, give it to me. All right.

Where is everybody? Where's the police?

Damn it, it's locked.

Why is it locked?

Where is everyone?

It's open.

Reese.

Where is everyone? Why is no one here?

I don't see anybody.

There should be police here.

Okay.

We have to cross the stage.

Yeah, okay. Let's go quickly. Let's go.

We're gonna make it, Pfeif. Let's go.

We got it.

Okay. Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

We made it.

Oh, we're okay.

Look, Pfeifer...

Pfeifer?

Help me. I can't...

Pfeifer.

- Help!

- Sh*t.

Where are they?

Pfeifer?

Pfeifer!

Help.

Pfeifer!

Okay. What's wrong? What's wrong?

You gotta tell me what's wrong.

- I can't breathe.

- What's wrong? Come on.

What shall we do?

Don't worry.

He wants me.

He's coming for me. No one else.

Dost thou understand?

Thou shalt be safe here.

Art thou afraid?

I am no more.

Give me one last kiss.

It's okay.

He'll let you go.

Okay.

He'll let you go.

It's okay.

Pfeif, you need to go, okay?

You're gonna be fine.

August, don't leave me.

- Hey, you don't have to do this.

- August, don't go, okay?

- You don't have to do that.

- August, for I am frightened.

Why are you saying that?

Stop calling me that. Go.

- August.

- Pfeifer, stop.

Do not leave me.

- Stop calling me that. Listen to me.

- August, please.

Pfeifer, goddamn you.

Why don't you leave?

- Why aren't you leaving?

- August, no.

Goddamn it, Pfeifer, no! No, no, no!

- Pfeifer, please stop!

- August, please don't leave me!

Please, don't go!

Stop!

Pfeifer, don't let him do this! Please!

- August!

- Stop! Don't!

- No!

- Don't let...

It's the police.

If anybody's here, identify yourself.

Kitchen clear. No sign of Pfeifer.

Pfeifer. Mrs. Ross. It's the police.

What the hell?

1-Paul-21 . 1-Paul-81.

Suspects in the back room to the right.

Lang, do you copy?

Oh, God.

Charlie Grimille?

You shouldn't say that name.

Lang.

Lang.

I need you back here.

Hold on!

Lang! No.

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