The Hungover Games Page #5
(SHOUTS)
Bromance. Hmm.
(PANTING)
Hey, hey, hey.
Is that water?
F*** it,
lm thirsty as hell!
Dont put your mouth on that.
Its gross.
Do you think
its filtered?
Really?
Didnt you just have
sh*t in your mouth?
All right! Fine!
I didnt intentionally
have sh*t in my mouth.
It tastes a lot
like blood, though.
(SPITTING)
What?
MAN OVER PA:
Check, check.Hot mic. Hot mic.
Attention, everyone.
Attention.
There has been
a change in the rules.
Yes, from now on,
multiple victors
may be crowned
ifthey survive the Games
and share a long-standing bond
of exceptional male bromance.
They can do that?
Yes, I am allowed to do this.
I can do whatever
the f*** I want,
lm a motherfucking Gamesman!
Noted.
So good luck to you all
and may the probabilities
be ever to your liking.
So that means we can
all get out of this alive.
All we have to do
is find Doug and
Zach! Zach!
Zach! Zach!
BRADLEY:
Were sorry, buddy!Zach!
Where are you, man?
You dropped your glasses.
Hey, quick question.
If they can just change
the rules at any time,
why dont they just pick
who they want to win
and make it happen?
This is confusing to me.
Its just a plot hole.
Hold on a sec.
What?
Zach said they
used these birds
to find each other
in the book.
Like by whistling to them.
Hmm.
Worth a shot.
(WHISTLING)
Yeah, that worked.
Shut up.
All right, one more time.
Damn it.
Sure, lll help.
(BOTH WHISTLING)
TALKING JAY:
Suck my bird cock!
Come on!
Really?
Marco! Marco!
We dont have
time for this!
Marco!
Why couldnt you
just say, Polo?
There you are.
Listen,
not that I give a hoot,
but your fat friend Zachs
about a half mile away
from here with Katnip.
How do you know?
And by a little birdie,
I mean a chickadee
who gave me a beakjob.
You want to find
Yeah. And Katnip.
And stop f***ing yelling, man.
TALKING JAY:
Anyway,thats why lm not allowed
to go near schools any more.
Good to know.
Yeah!
You guys!
Oh, my God!
I missed you guys so much!
Yeah. Okay.
Wheres Katnip?
Shes over there.
Youve got the talking jay!
Sorry, Bradley, but this guy
just made me crap
down your shirt.
Everything he says
is so foul!
Yeah,
he says disgusting stuff.
Come on!
Where are we going? F***.
Ooh.
Maybe I should tell her lm...
No, no, I should not.
(SIGHS)
Wow, yeah,
this is not...
This isnt pervy at all.
Yes, it is.
Hey! Perverted ass cracker!
Hey!
Trees are nice here.
Ed!
Oh, my God, youre okay!
Hey!
Oh...
Um, that is a respect boner.
A boner achieved
out of respect.
Um...
You know lm 17,
right?
La, la, la!
What? I cant hear you!
It just got real loud in here!
Hey, guys, hey.
Hi.
No sign of Doug?
Nope. Nothing.
Wait a minute.
He came with your district.
You were the last one
to see him at the arena.
Do you have any idea
where he went?
Well, do you
feel like telling us?
Okay, lve had
about enough of this.
Hey, hey, hey,
come on!
Thats like
a triple hate crime.
Hey.
Theyre just looking
for their friend.
Do you want to tell them?
For me?
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
You got Norsed!
Sh*t!
What the hell is
wrong with you?
Oh, sh*t!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
That took a while.
Who wants to go
get margaritas?
What the frick
do we do now?
I dont know,
Zach,
its been a while since
lve had to battle
the God of Thunder!
Hey, blondie!
Pick on someone your own size!
(CHOKING)
Yeah! Nice shot, Ed!
I just killed a god.
Did you guys see...
Oh, sh*t.
Hey.
You okay? Come on, wake up.
Youre a doctor, right?
You can help her.
Lm a dentist.
Check her teeth.
ZACH:
# Ave Maria
ZACH:
# Ave Maria
You guys wanna
hear some Wu-Tang?
She was so young.
What a waste.
There, buddy.
She had so much ahead for her.
Her first kiss.
Her first handjob.
Her first bukkake.
Unless you guys wanna
give her a send-off.
No.
Wow.
Shes at peace.
Or in some dark,
endless abyss.
Wait.
We need to pay our respects.
With a salute.
Two in the pink.
One in the stink.
ALL:
Forever.Can I ask you
a serious question?
Yeah, anything, man.
Which ones the pink
and which ones the stink?
Because theyre
both pinkish.
And they both stink.
Yeah.
Remember when I told you
to ask me anything?
Forget I said that.
You dont know, do you?
MAN OVER PA:
Hello. Attention,everyone. Attention.
It is my profound pleasure
to invite you all to
a feast!
Feast?
And this will be no
ordinary occasion.
We know that you
all want something
and you want it bad.
And we are aiming
to be very generous hosts.
Now, there will be
some weapons available,
but I strongly suggest
that you all BYO weapon.
Because I don't
wanna get blamed
ifwe run out
like the last time.
That was embarrassing.
Oh!
I also really need
someone to bring ice.
I had a sign-up
sheet at the Reaping.
Nobody f***ing chose ice.
Whats the big deal?
Come on, somebody.
Be a rock star. Own it.
Ice, out.
Has anyone seen
a 7-Eleven out here?
Attention, everyone.
Attention.
We are looking for
a competitor named
Harry Ballsonya.
Harry Ballsonya?
Please report to
the control room immediately.
I repeat, Harry Ballsonya.
This will be the...
(ALL GIGGLING)
Oh, damn it!
Who did this?
Making me
look like a f***ing a**hole!
(SHUSHING)
We really should
have brought ice.
Hey!
Is that a cell phone?
Maybe we can use it
to call the wedding.
Stall them or something.
Lm on it.
Hey!
I wouldnt do that.
Dog poops.
Landmines.
If you guys are
gonna get through this,
Check it out.
Hey, when you said,
you guys,
are you not
coming with us?
I need to go find
Tonto and kill him,
but this is for you.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, if you...
If you just wait,
well go with you.
We can protect you.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Oh, youre serious.
Yeah.
Look, the only reason
I dont want you
guys coming with me
is because you would
completely f*** it up.
No offence.
Oh.
Okay.
I really do love you.
Frankly, lm surprised
youre still alive.
Okay, got it.
Bye, Ed.
Yup, bye, Katnip.
Be safe.
Yeah.
Try not to die.
Sorry, buddy.
Shell be back.
Mm-hmm.
Although unless
she has a birthday
in the next couple of hours,
shell still be 17.
Yeah, got it.
I know were in
a futuristic dystopia
and everything,
but jailbait is jailbait,
brother.
Yeah, what dating site did you
get her from? J-Bait?
Get it?
Not now, Zach.
But good one.
Hey! Hey!
What the f***
are you doing?
(EXCLAIMS)
Okay, lm good.
Oh, sh*t.
God damn it.
What?
What?
Oh.
Hi.
You mind if I just
grab a weapon?
(SCREAMS)
Lts too bad you
couldnt help your friend.
What was his name?
Doug.
And hes not a straight man.
Well, hes probably long dead.
And soon,
youll be long dead, too.
(SCREAMING)
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