The Grey Page #3

We need to move

these bodies out of here.

And then we've gotta find food.

(WIND HOWLING)

DIAZ:
Check this

f***ing thing out.

HENRICK:
Jesus, Diaz,

don't do that.

No, man.

I saw one of these once.

It's got a beacon, you know?

Like a GPS.

Yeah.

(WATCH BEEPING)

Holy sh*t!

Holy sh*t, man.

It works. It's beeping!

This thing will reach up,

like, 40,000 feet!

TALGET:
Yes, I think that's

great that that gives you hope.

It's f***ing heartwarming.

Very funny, bro.

That's nice, my friend. That's calfskin.

It's very nice. Not cheap.

Since you cocksuckers didn't

give us a holiday bonus,

I'm gonna accept this

on behalf of my homies.

OTTWAY:
Put that back.

Put it back!

We're not looting

dead bodies for swag.

You got lucky today, Ottway.

You should be lying there with them.

Don't push it.

I'm not gonna say it again.

Motherf***er,

take a big step back!

I'm gonna start beating the sh*t out

of you in the next five seconds,

and you're gonna swallow a lot

of blood for a f***ing billfold.

DIAZ:
I can't f***ing

stand guys like that.

FLANNERY:
Hey, you're gonna just

turn that into charcoal, bro.

BURKE:
No, I got it.

By my account, I'd say we

have about enough booze

for you guys to get

drunk two more times.

MAN:
Don't get weird.

TALGET:
After that,

then we'll all be sober.

MAN:
Jack makes me fight.

Oh, yeah.

TALGET:
Ladies, ladies!

You like the white

or the brown?

How about some brown stuff?

No tequila.

Sorry about that.

It's all good.

Thanks, papa.

FLANNERY:
Where the f***

did you get that?

HERNANDEZ:
In that thing, that

serving thing with wheels on it.

Bunch of dead

bodies all over, man.

You wanna make sure you know

where that meat came from.

It's like that movie

where they start

taking chunks of frozen

ass out of that guy.

HERNANDEZ:
The plane crash.

That dude from Training Day?

Right.

That'd be f***ing

funny as f***.

That was like

dead ass on a stick.

Or you thought like a severed

dick was a hotdog, right?

(LAUGHS) That's

too f***ing funny.

(LAUGHS) That's

too f***ing funny.

I wish some of the other

dudes would have lived.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(WOLF GROWLS)

TALGET:
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

HERNANDEZ:
You hear that?

Get up! Get up!

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

What is that?

Go, go, go!

What the f*** is that?

What is it?

What the f***...

(WOLVES GROWLING)

Everybody be cool.

Don't move.

DIAZ:
Jesus Christ!

Stare right back at them.

(WOLVES SNARLING)

FLANNERY:
Wait, wait, wait.

Why are they coming closer?

F*** this sh*t. I'm

getting back in the plane.

Flannery, God damn

it, don't move.

Look at the size of

that f***ing thing.

(WOLF GROWLS)

We'll take...

We'll take two-hour shifts.

I'll start.

You guys get some sleep.

Yeah, like that

sh*t's gonna happen.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(GRUNTS)

Don't be afraid.

(BURKE COUGHING)

Hey.

Don't drift off on us, Burke.

I'll be all right.

I'm not going to sleep.

(VIDEO GAME BEEPING)

Oh, you motherf***er.

Where is my goddamn kid

when I need him?

F*** it.

(COUGHS)

F***.

(COUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(URINATING)

(WOLF SNARLS)

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

(WOLF SNARLING)

(WOLF SNARLS)

Oh, Jesus, God.

Hey. Hey!

Oh, Jesus, God.

FLANNERY:
No, no, no, no.

F***!

Hernandez!

Sh*t!

They ate him.

BURKE:
Jesus Christ.

They ate him.

(FLANNERY BREATHING HEAVILY)

OTTWAY:
They weren't

eating him.

They were killing him.

(SOBBING)

F***! F***! F***!

How did we not hear him?

How many did it

take to do that?

We could dig in, make some kind of a stand.

Not much cover, though.

Whoa, whoa,

what do you mean "stand"?

Like, fight those motherfucking giant things?

You out of your mind?

They'll get bold. And

start to come in for us.

Why would they? I mean, we're not harming them.

It's not for food.

We're a threat. We don't belong here.

That's it.

There's trees out there.

If we could get to that tree

line, they might back off.

If they see that we're

leaving, they might.

F*** that! What they

might do, bullshit.

What they might do? Are

you f***ing kidding me?

Hey. They pissed

all over this place.

They mean to tag it. We can't

wait them out, we'll starve.

There's a lot of bad space

between us and that forest,

but if we get there, then...

We can better defend ourselves.

Less exposed, I don't know.

Yeah, you don't know.

And nobody nominated

you sh*t, by the way.

It's getting to that

point in the evening, girls.

F***ing to each his own.

What the f*** you talking about.

Diaz? Come on, man.

You wouldn't last five

f***ing minutes out here.

I survived that.

This ain't sh*t.

I'd find a way through

with or without you.

F*** it. I'm gonna take whatever I

can carry and head into those trees.

If you guys wanna join me,

I'd strip everything.

F***. All right,

let's f***ing do this.

(COUGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

Hey.

We should collect

all the wallets

for the families.

Wallets? Did I hear wallets?

I'll carry the wallets.

Henrick?

(DIAZ CHUCKLES)

Do you mind carrying them?

Yeah, let's waste

a little more time.

Even though the weather's

about to kick our ass.

You grab them wallets.

F***ing idiots.

To Hernandez.

OTTWAY:
Grab as many

as you can.

DIAZ:
Grab as many

as you can.

Waste as much

f***ing time as you can.

I'm gonna sit here with

my friend, Jack Daniel's,

and waste some time of my own.

Why don't you just

f***ing help us, man?

I'm helping you. I'm helping you.

I'm warming up, man.

You guys find any rubbers,

save them.

I don't know how long I'm gonna

be out here with you fairies.

Why don't you shut the f*** up?

(LAUGHING)

Key to survival, fellas,

getting them wallets.

Getting them wallets.

Henrick.

Wait.

I feel like we

should say something.

I mean, all these bodies,

all these...

All these people that died it doesn't

seem right to just walk away.

HENRICK:
I don't know any

official prayers, so, I guess...

God bless these men.

They were,

some of them, our friends, and we

could be lying here with them.

So thank you for sparing

us and helping us.

Oh, and keep that up

if you can.

(WIND HOWLING)

F***!

F***!

Don't worry about me,

motherfuckers!

You know, you wanna run off into

the trees, that's cool, too!

(WOLVES GROWLING)

No, no, no, no. Ottway!

Help me! Help me!

Help me!

F***! Flannery!

Get off him!

OTTWAY:
Flannery!

(WOLVES SNARLING)

(FLANNERY SCREAMING)

Flannery!

DIAZ:
Get away from him!

Jesus.

Flannery! Flannery!

DIAZ:
Get off him!

(FLANNERY SCREAMING)

(WOLVES HOWLING)

No.

Do you wanna say anything?

Come on, let's keep moving. There's

nothing else we can do for him.

(SOBBING)

DIAZ:
Those trees aren't

getting any f***ing closer.

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