The Monkey's Paw Page #5
I'm just gonna, uh...
I'm just gonna go, aII right?
(DIALING)
(CHARLIE AND SANDY
TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
No. This way.
-Come on.
-Okay.
(COUGHS)
-(MOUTHING)
-(SHUSHES)
(COUGHS)
(PHONE RINGING)
Sandy...
Sandy!
-CharIie, what are you doing?
-This ends now.
SANDY:
Charlie! No!CHARLIE:
Run!-Sandy!
-Jake...
Jake, Jake,
I don't know what he's doing.
Stay back, you son of a b*tch!
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMS)
SANDY:
Oh, my God!No!
What are you doing? No! No!
(SANDY SCREAMING)
(THUDDING)
Cobb?
COBB:
l'll see you atAbby's house. Be there.
(HANGS UP)
(BELL RINGS)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
(SHOUTS) Where are you?
(RATS SQUEAKING)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTING)
(RATS SQUEAKING)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)
(BELL JINGLES)
I want my Iawyer.
I'm not taking you in.
Not Iike that, anyway.
So what then?
Have you spoken to Mr. TiIton?
No.
But he didn't do it.
You weren't so
sure the other day.
I am now. It wasn't him.
(SIGHS) WeII, I beIieve you.
Do you know someone
named Anthony Cobb?
Oh, God.
Look, I wanna take
you to a safe Iocation,
somewhere we can
keep our eyes on you.
Protect you.
-What about Jake?
-Him too.
It's going to be aII right.
(SOBBING) Why is
aII this happening?
It's hard to say,
time, especiaIIy around here.
I just wanna...
I just wanna make sure
nothing happens to you.
If you come
with me, aII right?
Okay. (SNIFFLES)
Let me get my stuff.
AII right.
(BELL JINGLES)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)
MAN:
Hey!Yeah, I'm taIking to you.
What the heII was that?
You just put that Iady
in the trash can, man.
I don't care where you're
from, that's bad manners.
So,
here's what's gonna happen.
Once you Iet her
out of that trash can,
which you are
gonna do, my friend,
I'm gonna teach
you a thing or two
about proper
etiquette with the Iadies.
Let's rock, Iet's roII.
(MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY)
(RUMBLING)
(BANGING)
(STRAINING)
(PANTING)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(OPENS DOOR)
(SCREAMS)
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(KNOCKING)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(WOMAN STOPS SCREAMING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Is somebody there?
(GRUNTS)
Hey! Are you aII right?
-Yeah.
-Where's Cobb?
He's inside.
I heard him, and screaming.
He kiIIed a cop, Jake.
Yeah, he, um... Something bad
happened to him. I don't, um...
...reaIIy know
how to expIain it.
What is that?
It's what started it.
Now I'm gonna end it.
Abby?
-(COBB YELLS)
-(OLIVIA SCREAMS)
(COBB GRUNTING)
(OLIVIA SCREAMING)
You asked me to be
here and here I am.
PIease don't do anything.
(COBB MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY)
Listen. Just Iet her go.
(GRUNTING)
(MUTTERING) My son.
Let her go.
My son! My son!
Okay.
-Mine!
-Okay.
(INAUDIBLE)
JAKE:
Is this what you want?I brought it.
You want your wish.
But Tony,
it ruins things, man.
It takes what you want,
and it ruins it,
just Iike it ruined you.
Hey,
you were right at the bar.
The other night,
when you toId me that, um...
I didn't appreciate anything. I
was taking it aII for granted.
My job, my famiIy, my friend.
Look around,
this is aII my fauIt.
This isn't on anyone eIse,
this is on me, man.
-My son!
-(OLIVIA WHIMPERS)
Make the wish!
(OLIVIA SOBBING LOUDLY)
Okay.
ABBY:
No, no, no, no.I wish...
...my friend...
...Tony Cobb...
...had his souI back.
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
No! No!
No!
No!
(BOTH YELLING)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Corey, Corey, go inside.
Run fast!
(GRUNTING)
(OLIVIA GROANING)
(GRUNTING)
(JAKE COUGHS)
-(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
-(JAKE GROANING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(COBB GROANING)
(BANGING) Corey! Let me in!
PIease! You can!
Corey!
Open the door!
PIease.
Open this door right now!
(COBB CONTINUES
BANGING ON DOOR)
(ABBY SCREAMING)
ABBY:
Don't! PIease don't!(ABBY CONTINUES SCREAMING)
Tony, don't! No!
No, no, no, this isn't you.
This is not you.
(COBB GROANS)
Abby...
I just wanted to
take my boy fishing.
(COBB GROANING)
I'm tired.
I am so...
(GASPS)
So tired.
(C*CKS GUN)
-ABBY:
(SCREAMS) No!-(GUNSHOT)
(SOBBING)
Come on, stay with me.
(SNIFFLES)
Jake... Hey...
Jake. Jake.
Jake! Jake!
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
(GASPS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SIRENS WAILING)
(MONITOR BEEPING)
Where am I?
Everything's gonna
be aII right, sir.
GILLESPIE:
Take hold of a man's life.
The paw?
Where's the paw?
(INDISTINCT AND MUFFLED)
Where's the paw?
The paw?
(INDISTINCT AND MUFFLED)
No, you're not Iistening.
Where's the paw?
(INDISTINCT AND MUFFLED)
No, no, hey, where's the paw?
No! No!
No! No! No!
(INDISTINCT AND MUFFLED)
Where's the paw?
(INDISTINCT AND MUFFLED)
Where's the paw?
You buckIed up?
Yep.
(ENGINE ROARING)
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
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