The Seamstress Page #3

- Are-are you masturbating?

- Oh, god.

Uh, just a second!

- Albert, I need to talk to you, so hurry.

- [grunting]

[sighs]

Okay.

Okay.

[gasps and sighs]

- There's not even a plane.

Is Allie back yet?

- No.

- Where'd they go?

- I don't know.

You hungry?

- No, but she is.

- Okay, it's GORE-TEX, all right?

Not soundproof.

Not even a little.

- Come on.

Let's go.

- To the beach?

- Get my jacket.

- So you hungry?

- I can wait for boats,

or I can do what I came here to do.

- Sure, and l-

I should explain.

That wasn't recreational.

- Paul and Dina are writing vows.

Lizzie's Lizzie.

Jason's...

I don't know.

I need you.

- Okay, but actually,

I might pair off with Lizzie.

- What?

What are you, sea birds?

- No, but if it happened,

I just wanted to know

I'd have the duration.

That's all.

- Oh, gross.

- What?

What the hell is this?

- Is it on the map?

- Uh...

Yeah, it's here, I think.

- I dreamed this last night.

- Great, weren't you scared

out of your mind last night?

This doesn't concern you in any way?

- What are you, five?

- That was easier than I thought.

I'm good.

- They've been gone a long time.

Whoa, dude!

- Sh*t!

- You can't do that, dumb ass.

Let's see.

Does it hurt?

- Yes.

- Okay, come here.

Yo, it's not even red.

- How come you never asked me out?

- I was with Allie.

- Dumb ass.

- This is good.

- It's kind of weird.

No, it's too close.

Paul, keep going.

[giggling]

Oh, my god.

- Is that Albert?

- Hey, beat it, Albert!

- He probably is.

- Ew, you are gross!

You're so disgusting.

- No, get off of me.

[giggling]

- He's dead.

My dad.

- You don't know that.

- I do though.

I-I know.

Sometimes, I just...

I know things,

Iike things I can't really know,

but I do.

And I don't want to,

but I can't help it.

Do you think I've changed?

Do you think I'm crazy?

- Yeah.

Yeah, you've changed, Allie.

It's a little crazy.

Do you know how?

You used to have this great laugh.

Allie, why did you bring a gun?

- Because I'm going to find out

who hurt my father,

and I'm going to kill them.

- [scoffs]

Did you just tell me that because you

wanted me to talk you out of it?

- No.

- Well, that's not something that you just

bring into conversation-

- That's not fair, Albert.

He was just starting to live again.

You remember what he was like.

- What do you think happened

to him in the first place?

- What?

- He had a disease.

It had a beginning.

What was it, '87, right?

- So?

- So?

So he knew Gatier, Logan,

the other four men in the notes!

- So what?

- Seven men did stuff to that teacher!

- That's a ghost story, Albert.

- I know.

I've heard it.

Margaret Cauli lived on an island,

water-taxied it every day to teach.

Disappeared,

her and her husband, never found,

never explained.

Very mysterious.

Familiar?

- My father was a good man.

He would never kill anyone.

- I would have said

the same thing about you.

- Why are you doing this?

- Allie, you don't kill.

That stuff goes on your soul.

- Albert?

- Allie?

There's a human skull

on the trail up ahead.

- Just a sec, just a sec.

Okay, go.

[music blares from headphones]

You don't like music?

- Look.

I'm still waiting.

All right?

- Waiting for what?

Jesus.

She doesn't care who you screw.

She doesn't care about you.

God, you're such a loser.

- And you're a troll, Lizzie.

- Hmm.

What do you think Allie'd say

if she thought you just screwed a troll?

- All right, look, I didn't-

- You know what?

Let's find out.

- [grunting]

I'm really cold.

Oh, my gosh, is that a rock?

It's right in my bum.

- This here?

- That doesn't even-

- Just move your thigh.

Move your thigh over.

- To where?

I don't have any-

- There, see?

- Can't you do, like,

half a push-up or something?

- Hold on.

Try this.

Ready?

- Ow, no!

That's in the wrong place.

You're in the wrong place.

- Hold on, hold on.

- Jeez.

- There, there.

- Okay.

Does that feel good?

- Yeah.

- Oh, great.

Well, enjoy, then.

- Oh, hello.

- Are you coming?

What are you doing?

The beans.

- Beans what?

- I got to-

Hold on, hold on.

- What you you-

Paul, where are you going?

- I got to-

I'll be right back.

- Do you have any paper, or-

- Giddyap.

- I'm getting married.

- What's that?

- Oh, god.

It's bones.

- Uh, people bones?

- Ow, ow!

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Get it out!

Get it out! Get it out!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wow, how many kinds of gross is that?

- What is this?

- This just keeps getting better.

- This is a grave.

- Paul!

- Dina?

- Paul's gone!

- What? Where?

- I don't know.

We were in the forest

by the beach, and then-

- Maybe he's just down by the tents.

- He wouldn't just leave me, Albert!

- Okay, well, just calm down.

- There's blood on the ground.

Look, there's blood everywhere.

Oh, my god.

- Albert, give me your knife.

Ready?

Ready?

Okay, one, two, three.

Careful, careful.

Albert, get his head.

- I got it.

- Gently.

- Oh, my god, Paul!

Oh, my god.

- Open his mouth.

He can't breathe.

Dina, watch your hand.

Watch your hand!

- Oh, my god.

It's okay, Paul!

Spit it out, Paul!

- I don't know what to do!

- Oh, my god.

Paul?

- Paul!

- Paul, Paul!

Oh, my god!

[wailing]

Oh, my god!

[wailing]

[crying echoing]

- Allie.

- Dina?

No, no, no!

- Somebody did that,

and somebody's going

to pay for doing it.

- Come on, come on!

- Just give her the gun back, okay?

You don't know who or what did that.

- Who or what?

It's not the f***in'

D&D club, Dilbert.

Ryan killed Paul.

So Ryan is going to die.

- It's not loaded, Dina.

The gun isn't even loaded.

- [screaming]

- Dina, Dina.

- It's okay.

- I want that man to die.

- We've got to find Jason and Lizzie, okay?

I need you to help me find

Jason and Lizzie.

We have to find Jason and Lizzie.

We have to find them.

- Jason?

- Can you help me find Jason and Lizzie?

- Jason.

- Yeah.

Okay?

- Let's go find him.

- Okay.

- Let's go find Jason.

Let's go find him.

[thunder clapping]

[distant screams]

[groaning]

- Now you know what Donny knew, hey?

Now you know.

- You've been laughing at us for years.

You're not laughing anymore,

though, are you?

You're not laughing anymore.

Yeah, you're laughing.

- [screams]

No, you're not laughing!

You played with his things.

- How can I ever thank you?

- What do you think?

Which one?

Which one are we going to use?

No, no.

I got a better idea.

What about this?

- Do it.

Do it.

- No.

I got a better idea.

- Dina, Dina.

- It was over here somewhere.

- We've been here before.

We've been here.

I recognize this.

Albert, look.

Look.

- These are symbols.

- Okay, okay, but what's this?

What's this?

Right here?

- Something fun, I bet.

- Paul's gone.

He's gone.

- Lizzie!

Lizzie!

Damn it, come on, Lizzie!

- This way, this way.

Did you guys hear that?

- [whispers] I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

- Hey!

- Jason!

Jason! Jason!

- What the hell?

- Paul's dead.

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