The Last Resort Page #2

So, how do you feel about tutoring me...

..somewhere more private?

I think we need to go.

- Already?

I only had a few drinks.

- We know!

Come on! No need to use up all

that fun in the first night.

Sorry, champ!

Dance is over.

- Ya, says who?

- We're going home.

I guess,

I have to go now.

What the f*** is your problem?

- She's getting married next week, a**hole.

I'm getting piece of that ass, tonight.

So back off, b*tch!

Damn it!

That was awesome!

- That was not funny.

I shouldn't have done that.

- That was hilarious.

You know, every time we go out,

one of you gets in trouble.

- So, you kick someone in the balls?

It's sweet.

It's like a tradition.

I wish, just once we can go out...

..and have nice, calm, quiet evening.

- Ok, that would be an awesome bachelor party!

Alrite..alrite!

Can we just go back to the house, please?

Give me a cock to pin on the wall already.

Hello?

- Oh, finally!

- What, she answered this time?

Oh, God..so sorry, Beth.

I'm fine.

We thank her for ruining my week!

- She sounds really pissed?

- She's hangover.

Don't worry about it.

I be there..in 15 minutes.

- We are not at the house.

We met these tour guides...

..down by the beach and we're

going sightseeing.

- Okay, I'll meet you there.

Beth!

Are you abandoning me too?

Let's go.

- I'm sorry.

We can't wait.

You know, how she gets.

But we'll see you at the house before dinner.

- Promise! Have fun.

And be careful!

- We will.

Bye.

Thank you.

What's going on?

- My friends ditched for the afternoon.

Mind, if we have some lunch?

- Morning quickie, first?

Quick enough for you?

- Maybe a little too quick.

I'm gonna go shower.

- Great!

I just need one too.

Hair of the dog?

- No.

That's why you should never drink

on an empty stomach.

This tour's kinda sucks.

- I don't it's the tour.

I think it's just a shitty looking country.

Hey, can you take us back down by

the beach or something?

Aren't there some cool landmarks or...?

- Yes, yes..yes!

We'll take you to a beautiful spot...

..very beautiful,

just like you, right?

I think he likes you.

- F*** you.

- F*** you.

F*** you.

- F*** you.

What's your problem?

- I don't have a problem.

- You're such a b*tch!

Let's do it now, man.

I would not get too close.

- You think, we're far enough?

- It is good

Let's do it now.

Thanks for the tacos.

It's a great restaurant.

Really wish, if you'd let me pay.

- Why is that?

Isn't this technically our first date?

I would say, the Bar was our first date.

Last night would be our second date.

That makes this...

- Our third.

You know, that means...

Your place or mine?

- Mine is closer.

So I walk in...

..and this guy is on Kathleen's bed...

...and he's naked and tied up.

And this is the best part!

He's crying...

...blubbering like a baby.

He said I was mean to me.

So you just left him there?

You never told me that.

That is so funny.

Why...

Why are we stopping?

- Because this is your stop, whore.

Get out of the van.

Get out.

Kathleen!

No!

Get off me!

Get off!

Pick up.

Pick up.

Hi, Beth.

- Sophia, they shot Kat.

I don't know where we are.

- What?

Where are you?

He drove us into a desert.

There's a palm tree and...

Oh, my God!

He's coming.

Beth?

Throw the phone!

Throw the f***ing phone!

Oh, sh*t.

Please, my friend just called.

She sounded like she was in trouble...

I think something might have happened.

- Is she missing?

- Yes, She is missing.

And she said a friend of mine was shot.

- Seorita, you're gonna have to calm down.

I cannot help you,

if you do not calm down.

- Alrite..alrite.

I'm sorry.

Now, how long have been your friend's

been missing?

- They left about four hours ago, I think.

- They only been gone four hours?

Is this some kind of joke?

- No, no!

She said she saw a building...

..and some palm trees and a bell tower

or some sort of...

He hung up on me.

- What?

The Police just hung upon me.

F***ing Mexico!

All I want was a f***ing help and...

Where is the American Embassy?

They will do something.

- There is no embassy here.

You must call Mexico City yourself.

I don't think that can do much here.

It's only been a few hours.

Maybe they're playing a joke on you.

- A joke?

Why would they do that?

- May be they're getting with you for

going off with me.

You said Kathleen was really pissed.

- Kathleen would never do..

Ok, maybe Kathleen would do...

..but Beth would never go along with it.

Let's....let's ask around.

Maybe someone saw them at the beach.

- Ok.

Ya, I can show some pictures.

How's your Spanish?

They will not fight.

Shut her up.

Who the f*** did you call,

your little girl, huh?

Doesn't matter now, does it?

Give us your money and jewellery.

Give us your money and jewellery.

Cellphones too.

- I don't have mine with me.

Check it.

No, no, please.

You're lucky, you're just a bag of bones...

..not even worth for raping.

Your ring.

Give me your ring.

- He wants your ring.

Just give it to him.

But it's my engagement ring.

Grab it.

No!

Please, don't do this!

Bye, b*tches.

Watch out for coyotes, huh?

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

Stop the car.

You can't just leave us here.

What we gonna do now?

Get over here and help me.

Keep the pressure on it,

okay?

My ring.

Priorities?

You been f***ing shot!

Those f***ing bastards...

If I ever see them again,

I'll kill them.

Is it bad?

- She's shot.

That's not good.

Am I gonna die?

- No, you're not gonna die.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- Making a tranquil.

We gotta stop the bleeding.

Ok.

Alrite!

Lift..lift.

I'm gonna die..I die..

I'm gonna die.

- Shut up!

I told you, your not gonna die.

- So you yell at me.

Do you know which way town is?

- I don't know!

I don't know!

I'm all turned around...

Sophia will call help.

- So we just sit and wait?

How she's gonna know where we are?

Over there,

I got a mirage.

- No, no it's not too.

What you think it is?

- I don't know!

It..It looks like a building.

May be..may be there's someone

there who can help.

Can you stand?

- No.

I'll help you.

I'll help you.

I told Sophia about it.

I told her, I saw it.

Come on, easy..easy!

You can.

For f***'s sake, man.

You know what f*** time it is?

- It is 6:
30.p.m, Jim.

- What?

Really?

Sorry.

Are you still drunk?

Just a little hungover that's all.

I mean, it got a little crazy after

you left with a...

Sophia.

- Hi.

Right!

Hi again.

How's Beth?

We were hoping, you could help us

out with something.

Look dude, I'm not crossing swords with you...

So if we're taking turns...

- You speak Spanish, right?

We need you talk to the town people..

Town's folks.

Because we think her friends

might been kidnapped...

..and we can't speak to them...

- Bye!

- No, please.

What is this place?

- It could be..or may be..

some kind of Army camp?

Who cares?

Let's get out of this f***ing heat.

We sould see if someone's home.

We can get out of the sun a bit...

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