The Survivors Page #7

and scars of war.

The soldier is the noblest development

of mankind.

But no brute instinct

can take the place...

...of divine help. "

Horse sh*t.

- Dad!

- Go back.

This scumbag's gonna die!

- What are you doing?

- I got the drop on him!

Go to the car. Now.

Get out of here, old man!

Take that hippie girl!

Know what's wrong with you?

You're meek.

They'll inherit the earth!

To the depth of six feet!

I'm going to blow his mind!

He's going to be bloody!

He'll be a steaming hunk of goo!

I'll tear his ears off

and hang them in my car...

...like furry dice!

We'll put his eyes there

so he can see what I said!

You were my favourite...

Then I'll make a tire

of his intestines!

Talk soft.

We should call the police.

It's good publicity.

No, he's mine!

- Please turn me...

- Shut up!

No, you're gonna crawl, sleaze bag.

You'll die like a whimpering dog

in the dirt!

Or like a whimpering cat in the dirt.

Move it!

- What are you doing?

- We wanna watch.

It's a private thing!

Between him and me.

Mano a mano.

It's how John Wayne would do it.

You know, he's right.

Here. You'll need this.

If you need help, we'll be here.

Bless you, Wes.

Move it, d*ckhead! Come on, haul it!

You'll die like a man! Or a facsimile.

This is where we're to meet.

At least, I think this is where.

- Did Donald come up with this plan?

- Yeah.

Then it doesn't matter. It won't work.

This is Don. Over.

We read you.

Do you need assistance? Over.

Negative. Wish you could be here.

Up off your knees, slime mold!

I'm about 200... from the...

...follow the trail of blood

to the large pine...

My knife!

Now I'm...

- He's begging for mercy.

- Please, no!

I'm now taking...

His tongue is in my hand!

His tongue is in his hand?

Where's his tongue?

Jesus.

That sounded like a car door.

Don? Come in, Don.

Now from the stage

of the Grand Ole Opry...

...it's Bill Monroe and his

Blue Grass boys singing:

"Wes, Stick It Where The Sun

Don't Shine. "

Come on!

To the sleds! I want them alive. Get

those bastards! I want them back.

Let go!

- Let me drive.

- What's wrong?

You're driving like a trout

with diarrhea.

Don't start!

Wiley, move your mutts!

Every man, every weapon, follow me!

This is great. Look at that.

Those dogs are fast.

There ain't a dog alive

that'll catch this car.

Come on, let's go!

Think you were

a little wide on that turn?

I smell gas.

I'd like to get out now if I could.

I'd like out.

I don't want to die! I got to get out!

Let me out!

Good. This'll be like

shooting fish in a barrel.

Now we fire, right?

Now we wait for the support team.

I'll show you how to...

Would you move!

This car ain't worth sh*t.

Everybody out of the car.

Everybody back in.

They sure put one over on us.

This is the last time anybody

makes you look dumb.

Move over. I'm driving.

They're not doing anything

but taunting us. Move!

You're moving!

You're free!

Keep going!

You're free!

You're stuck!

That does it for me.

They're sneaking away.

Fire a warning shot!

- Just one.

- Check.

- Want to give me a hand?

- Well, maybe...

Don't shoot.

- Those guys are morons.

- Well-armed morons.

This is one of the neatest

times we've ever had.

- They're too far to shoot.

- Close enough.

When I go around the corner...

Hold it! Wait a minute!

Move out! And take them alive!

- Where you going?

- Queens Blvd.

What about them?

Okay.

A medal to whoever gets them!

Follow them! Forget the old fart!

Why are the dogs chasing the car?

They aren't listening!

Way to go! You're freaking them out!

Watch it!

Wiley, come now!

Oh, sh*t!

Stop! Stay where you are.

Nobody touch anything.

Freeze!

Our futures depend on these.

Do not read them.

You wouldn't understand.

Thank you, I got it.

These are the plans for the

reorganization of society?

May I have that?

That says you own a Minnie Pearl

takeout franchise in Detroit.

Great chicken.

New York City Municipal Bonds

due in the year 2025.

I love Broadway theatre.

You've got 5000 shares in U.S. Steel,

Christmas Club accounts...

Three books of S&H Green stamps.

I can explain.

And a catalogue with a circle around

an outdoor barbecue for 20 books.

All right!

All right.

Listen...

...I believe in America.

I'm just a simple businessman.

That's all it's about, isn't it?

Capitalism?

Making the most of an opportunity.

Know what I mean?

Give us our money back.

No refunds.

I got my receipt.

But I could make each one of you a

partner in a mini-mart in Pittsburgh.

I think I got to go now.

You really got to hand it to that guy.

I mean, economy's in the toilet

and he's making a bundle.

Guess I have to find

a sucker to buy my cabin.

You don't have to worry.

You don't own the land.

Wes has a two-year lease

on the land...

...from the Iroquois Indians.

I bet the Indians are having

some laughs about this.

I hope this isn't

a personal question...

...but where did you put Jimmy Hoffa?

It was a hype.

You injected him?

No, I didn't kill him.

Nobody else took credit. Figured

it'd do wonders for my reputation.

- You didn't kill him?

- Didn't even know him.

You kidding?

I figure they'll catch up with me

on a lot of other stuff I did.

I won't worry about it.

I have faith in our system of justice.

Could we pull the car over?

I'd like to get some air.

Maybe you'd better pull over.

Where are you going?

There's air over there by the car.

It's the same air.

Did you get sick riding in the back?

I always do.

I don't know where I'm going.

I think you're heading directly north.

I don't know what's real anymore.

These are real trees. Real snow.

It's real cold.

I used to be on my way up.

Now I look like I'm on my way to

a Veterans Day parade in Nome.

I'm going nowhere.

I know what you need. A good meal.

Some hot solid food. Beef stew.

- Let's find a diner.

- I can't go dressed like this.

I look like a guardian Eskimo.

I don't have a job.

I don't have any money.

I don't have any place to live.

I don't even have Doreen anymore.

- You'll get pneumonia!

- At least that's something.

- Are you nuts?

- Yes.

I think I am.

You know, it's not that bad.

You'll freeze!

You're right. I'm freezing.

What do I do now?

The first thing you'll do

is take my coat.

Then you'll freeze.

That's okay. We'll freeze together.

Thanks.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Tell me things will work out.

Everything will work out.

Boy, it's been a strange winter,

hasn't it?

Not really.

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