The Hitcher Page #2

What about

those people?

It's gonna be okay.

No, it isn't.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Hey.

Oh, God.

Hey!

Stop!

Hey!

Stop. Stop!

Stop! Please!

Please!

Please stop!

Nobody stops for strangers.

Jim.

Oh, no.

You stay behind me.

He might still be inside.

Just stay here.

You don't want to see this.

Why?

Just stay there. Please.

(RELIGIOUS PROGRAM

PLAYING ON RADIO)

What is it?

Don't you come over here,

all right?

Just... Please! Please!

Oh, sir! Sir!

(MAN GROANING)

(WHIMPERING)

Oh, Grace, Grace,

this guy's really bleeding.

I think we got to

leave the knife in.

I don't know.

What do we do?

What do we do?

Open the back door.

Can you clear it out?

We gotta get him

to a hospital.

Okay.

Come on, Grace!

Sir?

GRACE:
Okay.

It's all right, sir.

Come on, pick him up.

Pick him up.

Come on, you gotta just...

(MAN MUMBLING)

JIM:
Sir?

Sir, stay with me,

all right?

I'm gonna get him

in the back seat.

I'll get his legs in.

Okay, go on. Come on.

JIM:
You gotta drive.

Sir, please...

Oh, God...

JIM:
Grace!

Be with me in this darkness,

dear Lord.

We're gonna get you help.

Okay, sir?

Is she okay?

No. She is not okay.

You sure she's not okay?

She's not okay.

Try not to move, sir. Please.

How could somebody do this?

You don't just kill a family.

(CRASHING)

Grace...

What the f***?

What...

Oh, my God. It's him! F***!

JIM:
Just keep driving.

I'm driving. I'm driving.

What does he want?

I don't know. We pushed him

out of a f***ing car!

What do you think?

Yeah? What were we

supposed to do?

Let him kill us?

Can't this thing go

any faster? Just drive!

I'm trying, okay?

Come on! Come on!

Come on.

I don't wanna die out here.

(SCREAMS)

What do you think?

What's he doing?

What do you think

he's doing?

Where'd he go?

(MUMBLING)

Oh, sh*t.

We gotta get this guy

to a hospital, Grace.

Grace, go inside

and call the police,

all right? Get some towels.

I'm gonna stay here

with him.

Okay.

Okay.

Sir, we're gonna

get you some help.

Okay? Okay?

Can you call 911, please?

It's an emergency!

What's going on?

Towels. I need towels.

Paper towels are

in the bathroom.

Where is your bathroom?

It's over there.

Thank you.

(GROANS)

(GASPING)

Sustain me in the darkness

which overwhelms me.

MARLENE.:
Torrance County

Sheriff's Office.

Marlene, it's Beth

down at El Dorado's.

Oh, hi, Beth.

You better get Harlan

down here fast.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

Bless my family and friends

as I depart from them.

(MUMBLING PRAYERS)

(GROANING)

Sir.

I will fear no evil,

for thou art with me.

I will fear no evil.

Stop right there!

What?

Put your hands

behind your back!

Freeze!

Let me see your hands!

Get out of the car!

No, no, no.

We're the ones

who called you! Tell him!

Quiet! Move.

No, no...

You're under arrest.

Come on, move!

No, you don't understand.

You have to help

those people.

You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say can

and may be used against you

in a court of law.

I just saw him right there.

You have the right

to an attorney.

If you cannot

afford an attorney...

She didn't do anything!

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

This guy you picked up,

he give you a name?

I told you,

he said his name

was John Ryder.

Sit in the chair, please.

Young lady, have a seat.

OFFICER.:
Where was

this gas station located?

I don't know.

God, I don't even know

where I am.

Tatum.

We saw signs for Tatum.

Tatum.

Did anybody see you

pick this guy up?

Yeah, the clerk

at the gas station saw him.

Clerk got a name?

I didn't ask him his name.

I'm trying to help you.

Put your hands

through the opening.

Look at me.

I didn't kill that family.

All right?

I was trying

to help that guy.

Come on.

Hey.

Hey, come on!

I don't need to be

down here, man!

I was trying

to help that family!

I was trying to help them!

And I'm telling you

the truth, okay?

I opened the door,

Jim pushed him out of the car.

That's it.

OFFICER ON RADIO.: Marlene,

this is unit seven...

Marlene, are you

gonna answer that?

Are... Are you kidding?

Why are you

wasting your time

in here with me?

You should be out there

looking for him.

He is gonna kill

more people.

I'll be right back.

Come on, man,

you can't leave me

down here like this!

(YELLING)

Hello?

I know somebody is in there.

I know that you can hear me!

Come on!

I didn't do anything!

JIM:
Hello?

Hello!

Grace!

Just let me talk to Grace.

I just want to talk to Grace.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR UNLOCKING)

(OFFICERS CHATTERING

ON POLICE RADIO)

(WHIMPERING)

Stupid redneck.

OFFICER 1 ON RADIO.:

Torrance SO, SP-214.

It's been reported

we're not receiving

any transmissions

from Torrance SO.

Please respond.

(DOOR OPENING)

Hello?

SP dispatch,

no, we're going to scan

all frequencies

in case we're off channel.

Sorry.

OFFICER 2.:

Approach with caution.

You scream

like a little b*tch.

Why are you doing this?

You're a smart kid.

You can figure it out.

GRACE:
Jim?

He's down here!

(MUFFLED) He's down here!

Jim?

One more word

and I'll kill you both.

Where are you?

Jim!

Jim, answer me!

I've got a gun!

Grace!

Oh, thank God you're okay.

Everybody's dead.

Everybody upstairs.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Come on. Come on.

Get me out of here.

Get me out of here.

Okay, okay, okay.

Hold this.

Light. I need light.

Okay.

(GROANING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Come on.

You think they got him?

I think we need to go back.

Come on.

We're not going back there.

We need to get help.

He killed the help.

Here. Give me the gun.

What?

Give me the gun.

Fine.

We should have gone home

when we had the chance.

Come on. Don't blame this

on me, all right?

It's not my fault.

I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Well, why'd you have to

offer the guy a ride?

I didn't offer him a ride!

He asked for one.

All right?

That stupid hick clerk

brought it up.

And you agreed!

Yeah! Yeah.

What else was I

supposed to do?

How was I supposed to know

he was a sick f*** lunatic?

You could have

just listened to me.

You okay?

You okay?

Yeah.

OFFICER 1 ON RADIO.: SP-172.

We're gonna get a roadblock

started down the road,

I guess, on that side.

OFFICER 2.:

This is Albuquerque SP.

Yes, this is

Officer Garcia.

Go ahead.

Gonna need

the coroner out here.

10-4.

Well...

He'll show up

in 20 minutes. Out.

Roger.

OFFICER 3.:
Is that confirmed

they passed along

that suspect description

to Arizona DPS?

There's another one

over here.

Right.

OFFICER 4.:

Yeah, that is confirmed.

(FLIES BUZZING)

My goodness.

How old did you say

these kids are?

Early 20s.

The boy,

you said he was locked up

downstairs, right?

Yes, sir.

And the girl,

she was interrogated

inside here?

Yes, sir.

Then who the hell did that?

Get me air support now.

I want eyes in the sky.

Looks like we have

a third suspect.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Jim?

What?

Come on,

we'll get one of

these cars.

Jim, get down!

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