The Green Inferno Page #4
We are all going
to escape tonight.
All of us. I promise.
- Okay?
- Okay?
They're coming.
It's useless, Justine.
You're actually
eating that?
It's pork scraps.
If we're going to escape,
we'll need energy.
I'm vegan.
Sh*t!
Amy!
Amy!
Look, as soon as they find
her, she's going in the oven.
I'm going to add a special
ingredient that will f*** them up.
- Ready?
- I got her.
Okay. Open.
Put the weed in.
Is it in there?
Okay.
Any last words?
Alejandro?
Alejandro?
What the f***
are you doing?
If you don't want to
end up like the others,
you'd be wise
to do the same.
You're f***ing psychotic.
I'm not psychotic.
When your body's
under stress,
the only way to think clearly
is to find a release.
What's
wrong with you, man?
Everyone is f***ing dying,
and you're f***ing
jerking off!
You sick f***ing a**hole!
Violence is another way
of releasing stress.
Oh, yeah?
I'm going to release my stress
on you, motherf***er!
You guys
and your Scooby-Doo plan.
You think they've
never had a little weed?
They eat pot for breakfast.
Better pot than us.
Did it work?
Yeah.
Let's go. You should
watch more Scooby-Doo.
Sorry. But I can't let them
just eat me if I'm alone.
F***ing son of a b*tch!
I'll f***ing kill you!
You know that, I'll f***ing kill you!
Come on.
What happened?
They darted you.
They saw you escaping.
Where's Daniel and Justine?
Probably dead.
They're still high.
Oh, thank f***
they're still high.
See?
It's a joke.
Right?
It's a joke.
Wait. No!
Oh...
F***! They have the munchies!
They have the munchies!
Alejandro, help me!
Sorry, I can't.
Justine, look!
Let's go.
I see some smoke over there.
Come on.
Justine! Justine!
Daniel!
Daniel!
Justine!
Daniel!
Daniel!
Daniel!
Hang on!
Daniel! Daniel! Daniel!
Help me!
Daniel! Daniel!
Grab onto it!
Justine.
We're almost there.
Let's go.
Holy f***.
Sh*t.
The battery's dead.
F***.
Do you hear that?
Yes.
Daniel, it's Kara's phone.
Get on my shoulders.
Okay.
Someone's coming.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
Got it.
Help me.
Help me, help me.
Please!
Please!
Daniel!
Daniel!
Daniel!
Please! Please!
Please, stop!
Please!
Please.
Please.
Help me.
Help...
Let me go! Let me go!
No!
No!
No!
Let me go!
No!
Please.
No!
Please!
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Please! Please don't do this.
Please. Please,
don't do this. Please, God.
Daniel!
Justine...
MY Phone.
Take my phone.
It's in my...
It's in my pocket.
Take it.
Let me get you.
No.
Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Justine, kill me.
Kill me.
Justine. Kill me...
I...
I can't. I'm gonna
get you out of here.
Kill me.
Please. Kill me...
Justine! Let me
out of here!
Please! Please
let me out of here!
No! Justine,
don't leave me! Justine!
Justine, please!
Get me of here, Justine!
Justine!
Justine!
This is yours.
Thank you.
Sh*t... F***!
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot! I'm American!
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
Camera! Camera!
Internet!
Filmo! Camera!
Camera!
Filmo! You!
Camera! Internet!
Filmo! You!
You! Camera!
You! Camera!
Remember me, a**hole?
Smile! You're
on camera now!
United Nations!
Are you sure
there's no one else?
Yes. I'm sure.
Let's go.
Hey!
Help!
I'm here! I'm still here!
All the other students
were killed in the crash.
I stayed by the fire
as long as I could.
But by the next day,
it had burned out.
If it weren't
for those natives,
I'd be dead, too.
They heard the crash
and eventually they found me.
They fed me and guided
me out of the jungle.
They knew I was lost.
That I had accidently
landed in their backyard.
I never experienced
any anger or hostility.
It was the opposite.
I never felt afraid
when I was with them.
Until the bulldozers
showed up
and slaughtered
them like cattle.
We're all very
proud of you, baby.
You saved that village.
These natives...
The Yajes.
The Yajes. I'm sorry.
Allegedly headhunters.
Cannibals.
Did you ever see any of that
sort when you were there?
Never once.
Justine!
Justine!
I made it.
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah, just a nightmare.
Free Samara!
Let her go!
Free Samara!
Let her go!
Free Samara!
Let her go!
Free Samara!
Let her go!
Hello?
Justine?
Who's this?
My name is Lucia.
I'm Alejandro's sister.
I'm really sorry. I
actually can't talk right now.
I... I found
a satellite photo.
It looks like my brother.
We need to talk.
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