The Last House on the Left Page #3

She's just letting off a little steam.

Come on, there!

Dig these crazy woods here.

Come on, Junior.

Move it.

Go to the right, down by the water.

-Who do you suppose that is?

-l don't recognize it.

-Looks like someone got stuck.

-Want to go have a look?

No. Come on, let's go, kid.

We've got more important things to do.

That ain't going to find us

Mari Collingwood.

Weasel, take out your knife.

l'm gonna tell this little lady here

to do something.

And if she doesn't do exactly

what l tell her to...

...l want you to cut her...

...friend.

Oh, brother!

-Untie them.

-Come on.

He's talking to you.

Come here.

Piss your pants.

Piss your pants!

l said, piss your pants.

You sick mother!

Phyllis, he cut me.

Piss your pants.

Do it!

Watch her pee.

She's doing it.

Look at that!

Oh, God! Hell!

That's beautiful.

Now, take them off.

l said, take them off!

You're so sick!

Yeah! Take them off!

-l told you about her.

-She's got lovely legs.

This is really a riot, man! l dig it!

-Take them off! Take it all off.

-She got her little panties all stained.

Can we get Weasel a pair of those pants?

Do you want a pair of those pants, Weasel?

How about some

with a couple of hearts on them?

-She's got a good-looking ass on her.

-Come on, we're going to play. Up we go.

Hit her.

Hard!

Sock it to her, baby.

l said, hit her.

l'm sorry, Mari.

-ln the stomach with all your might.

-Stop it!

You're gonna kill someone

if you're not careful.

-What the hell are you doing?

-Oh, sh*t!

You guys got to be crazy, man.

lf you're not careful,

you're gonna kill someone.

Make them make it with each other!

-That's a good idea!

-Make it with each other.

Too sick, man.

Loosen her up a little bit. Wait a minute.

Come on. Don't worry about it.

You'll have plenty of time to feel the pain.

Weasel here is a specialist with a twist.

Do it!

Get it off!

Leave her alone!

Come on.

-We've got to do it.

-l can't.

l know it's sick.

But it's okay.

lt's sick. But it's okay.

lt's just you and me here. Nobody else.

Just you and me, okay?

-lt's all right. We're not going to hurt you.

-You already hurt her!

What do you think you're doing!

No, Doc Collingwood,

still no word on Mari.

But we'll letyou knowjust as soon

as we hearsomething.

Yes, sir.

l'm glad you got your phone fixed.

You just stick right by that phone

'cause she might call.

-I'm holding you personally responsible.

-Yes, sir.

-Call me if anything comes up.

-Okay.

-Goodbye.

-Bye.

Hot damn,

l wish l was something else sometimes.

You mean, like a duck or something?

No, you damn fool! l mean something else

besides being a policeman.

Doc Collingwood again?

l bet she shacked up

with Wilbur Cranshaw.

That shows what you know.

Wilbur's gone up to Coopersburg

with Sweet Lily.

-Who the hell is Sweet Lily?

-lt's his pig. He went up to Coopersburg.

He's gonna enter her in some fair up there.

Wilbur always was a little strange.

l remember he left town real sudden

once before.

Just before his collie came down

with a litter of pups.

l'm going up to the car...

...to see if l can find something

to cut some firewood with.

Firewood?

You know. Heat things up a little bit.

You can handle things while l'm gone,

can't you?

Sure.

Listen. l'm really cold.

Would it be okay if l put on my clothes?

Just till Krug comes back. l'm really cold.

Okay?

Go ahead.

Listen. l'm gonna make a run for it.

When they go after me,

you go and get help. Okay?

Okay.

You want to play? Junior!

Watch that other girl.

Don't let nothing happen to her.

l'm going to get you!

Man. l've got to give up cigarettes.

-Shut up!

-Junior? ls that your real name?

l told you to shut up, or l'll slap you silly.

l'm gonna give you another name. Willow.

Willow.

Because you're kind of beautiful,

and you shake when the wind blows.

-Krug is the wind.

-Let me alone.

Krug's gonna really be pissed off

we lost her.

Split up, okay? Go that way.

You b*tch! Slow down!

Willow, do you have a girlfriend?

Sure, l've got lots of girlfriends

just waiting to get me.

-l don't think you do.

-You're right.

-l want to give you something.

-l don't want that.

-lt's worth a lot. See?

-l don't want it.

-l want to be your friend.

-You want to get free.

-l want to be your friend.

-Where'd she go?

l want to be your friend.

l can get you a fix.

-You can get me a fix?

-You'd like that.

-l'd like it.

-Sadie! Over there!

My father, he works with addicts.

He's got it in his house.

lt's here. l can get you methadone.

Just as quick as that.

Really! Come on, let's get out of here.

-What, are you crazy?

-l live over there.

l live across the street. Come on, please!

-l can't leave! Krug will kill me.

-Not if you're not here.

Row, creep!

Son of a b*tch.

Attention all townships.

We got a late bulletin on the fugitives...

...Krug Stillo and Weasel Podowski

and their two accomplices.

State police got

a gas station attendantin Riverdale.

Says he gassed them up

and gave them directions to Corrington.

-They're up our way!

-Boys downstate reckon they...

...might be coming our way,

heading for Canada.

Once again, description of that

escape vehicle as follows...

...dark green 1958 Cadillac convertible...

...bearing license plate number E2546.

Repeat, Edna 25....

How long does it take to get to there?

-About 25 minutes.

-Make it 15.

lf you would just relax, listen,

l can help you. l'll get you out of this.

-You stupid dyke!

-Sadie!

l'm gonna kill you.

-You all right?

-l'm okay. Let me up.

Come on! There she is!

l'm gonna kill that b*tch.

-Feel better now?

-l'm okay.

-How did she get so close to the road?

-She threw some dirt in my face.

We caught her.

What are you worried about?

Goddamn car stopped.

You're out of gas, you idiot!

Out of gas?

God damn!

See. l told you she wasn't going far.

How's your back, baby?

-Phyllis!

-Oh, Christ.

Junior!

-You said my name was Willow.

-Willow, then!

You've got to be a man

and do something for once.

What would you do if you were me?

F***!

They're coming after us.

Going somewhere?

Phyllis?

Did she get away?

-Pigs! Get outta here.

-We hate cops!

God damn!

Damn hippies!

What do you think?

''K-R-U-G.

''Krug.'' That's really nice.

You're gonna get yours.

You are really gonna get yours.

Little woolly.

''Now l lay me down to sleep

''l pray the Lord my soul to keep

''lf l shall die before l wake

''l pray the Lord my soul to take''

Junior!

Go up to the car and get the suitcases.

Let's get washed up

and the hell out of here.

Let's do that.

Good grief. We've been walking

for nigh on an hour now.

lt's 7:
00 and we've still got

a good 10 miles to go.

lf you've got any better ideas,

you just come right out with them.

'Cause l can't think of any other way

to get from here to there...

...or any other place either,

without riding or walking.

And since riding is out, thanks to you,

you lame brain...

...then walking is the only thing that's left.

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