The Graveyard Page #2

He's been locked up

this whole time...

thinking about what happened,

what he did.

What we all did.

It was Bobby's idea

to scare Eric.

His and Jack's.

We were just

going along with it.

That's why we're up here, Michelle.

It's like you said,

it's time to let it go.

Yeah, what about his family?

His mom and his dad,

his little brother?

They're dead.

Are you serious?

I tried to call them.

I thought maybe

they'd wanna join us up here...

help them heal their pain, too.

Look.

That's terrible.

That's not the worst part.

It wasn't an accident.

The police found that

someone poured gasoline...

all over Eric's old room.

Poor Eric.

Look, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset

you guys more.

I demand food.

Dumped your girlfriend already?

It's gotta be some kind

of world record, even for you.

Actually, I gave her

the orgasm of her young life.

She won't be walking

again for a few days.

What, she break her legs

trying to get away?

What was that?

Maybe Bobby's right.

Maybe these woods aren't safe.

Oh, take a chill pill.

It's not like Jason's

out there in the woods...

taking his next victim

or something.

Yo, food b*tch! I'm starving!

The name's Peter.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Yeah? Well, you're definitely

not me, so cry me a river.

It's not cooked!

Like I said, I wouldn't do that

if I were you.

This is a mistake.

We shouldn't be here, you guys.

Sarah!

Knock it off, wise guy.

Sarah, wait up!

It won't end, Michelle.

It's never gonna end.

We're gonna pay for what

we did to Eric, I know it.

Where are you going?

To beg for forgiveness.

How gross.

This is so gross!

OK, Sarah, let it go.

Let it go.

No. I'm so sick

of feeling guilty.

I want this to be over.

Sarah, what are you doing?

I'm gonna find Eric's grave.

Sarah...

Wait! Sarah!

Oh, my God.

It's empty.

This can't be happening.

Hello?

Who's there?

Jack?

Quit messing around, OK?

Jack?

Jack, I swear, if this is you,

you will never get sex again.

It's happening.

I told you we're gonna be

punished for this.

Jack?

Jack, you're such a sh*t.

You don't think

this is funny, do you?

Jack?

That's very funny.

Where did the screams come from?

I don't know.

It was a girl.

Allie!

No, she's at the boathouse

with Jack and Peter.

- Veronica!

- Oh, my God!

- Veronica?

- Are you OK?

What the hell's going on here?

Come on.

We heard screaming,

and now she's gone.

We're leaving, too.

I screwed her brains out.

I mean, she lost

all sense of direction...

wandered off into the woods.

It happens all the time.

I doubt she even noticed

your two minutes of leg humping.

Never minded it before.

Listen, let's be logical

about this, OK?

Your car's still here, right?

Her bags are still here.

She can't have gone far.

So we go looking for her.

Nah, she's gone.

Why do you say that, Bobby?

Do you know

what happened to her?

Speak up, man.

You know something?

Well, if she went out

into the woods, then she's gone.

What is your major

malfunction, Bobby?

We all came up here

to try to help you...

and all you can do

is stand there and act...

like you don't even care

about your own friends.

- My friends?

- Yeah.

I'm sorry. The, uh...

the same friends who left me

to take the blame...

for a prank that we all pulled?

The same friends who never

once came to visit?

Never once called?

Never once wrote in...

Five years?

Hey, man, you did the crime,

you do the time.

Hey! Come on, let it go!

Come on. It's dangerous

enough out here already.

This isn't your problem.

I'm making it my problem.

Look, I came out here

to take care of you guys...

and that's what I intend to do.

Come on, Bobby.

Don't go out there alone.

Don't. He's right.

These woods aren't safe.

What, are you talking about that stiff

they found a couple days ago?

A dead body? Seriously?

Why weren't we told about this?

Yeah. The way I heard it...

his head and his hands

were missing.

I mean, some redneck probably

mistook him for a deer...

and took the bits back

to the trailer park...

for a trophy or something.

We can't just sit here

and do nothing, right?

I mean, that poor girl's

out there alone.

All right.

Michelle, Sarah, Paul...

Peter.

The name is Peter Bishop.

Peter, Paul, Mary, whatever,

you guys are one group.

Charlie, Allie, you're with me.

We're gonna find this b*tch.

And when we do, so help me...

I'm gonna shag her into

the middle of next week.

You guys be careful.

Veronica?

It's OK. I know these trees

like the back of my hand.

I grew up around here.

Never lived anywhere else?

It's a big world out there.

Yeah, but home is where

the heart is, right?

Isn't that what they say?

Touch.

A rolling stone gathers no moss.

Nice.

You guys,

I just heard something.

Someone's behind me, right?

Stop screaming, Sarah.

It's me.

How'd you find me?

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't have

left this lying around.

This isn't the time

or the place, Zoe.

You can't just leave me.

It doesn't work like that.

You know her?

Yeah. I thought I did.

Sarah's my girlfriend.

Yeah. Sarah's a dyke.

You know, a donut bumper.

A rug muncher.

It's over, Zoe! Leave!

No! It is over

when I say it's over!

- You understand me?!

- Hey, hey.

I don't think she wants

to talk to you right now.

So why don't you fire up your bike

and hit the road, Easy Rider.

Fine.

Leave!

You come between me and Sarah,

I'm gonna kill you!

I will kill you!

Leave, Zoe.

You're dead.

Dead.

Sarah?

Sarah? Change your mind?

Sarah?

Who's there?!

Veronica?

Why did you bring Veronica here?

This was supposed to be

a trip for us...

all of us...

to come to terms

with Eric's death.

Yeah, well, I figured I could squeeze in

a little Olympic-grade sex.

Yeah, in between

all the touchy-feely sh*t...

Michelle had planned for us.

Hey, a girl's gone missing.

OK? So maybe this

isn't the best time...

for you two to go paddling off

into a sea of retarded sexuality.

Oh, so says Mr. Asexual.

You couldn't get laid at

a nymphomaniacs convention.

All the money in the world...

and the closest

you've come to having sex...

is rubbing up against a girl

in a checkout line.

What was that?

Come out, come out,

wherever you are.

Oh, my God.

Jack. Jack. Jack.

Jack, he's right behind you!

That's Allie. Come on.

Jack! Jack!

What the hell was that?

Why is that funny?

God damn it, that's stupid.

There's a girl

out here in the woods.

What is wrong with you guys?

That's not funny.

Don't tell me you lost

your sense of humor.

This is your idea of a joke?

What kind of a sick sense

of humor have you got, huh?

Oh, give it up, tight-ass.

Bobby and I have been planning

this sh*t for months.

Yeah, what about

the 5 years in jail?

No friends, no phone calls.

You know, all in all

it wasn't that bad.

Kind of just like

sleep-away camp.

Look, let's just call this

a night, OK?

These woods aren't exactly

the safest place...

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