The Thompsons Page #3

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Okay, Mother, let the boy be.

We have things to discuss.

Well, remember, dinner will be served

at eight o'clock sharp.

Thank you.

Come along, Francis.

We have much to do.

We've been mostly moving

from town to town since they died.

Well, I'm sure things must have been

difficult with your parents passing.

And you've made quite a mess of things

over there in the States.

To be quite honest with you,

we had no idea who, or what,

would walk through our door.

We've never asked for help.

Our little brother Lenny,

we didn't know what to do.

We weren't even sure others existed.

Well, rest assured, you're not alone.

And we take care of our own here.

Now listen carefully.

This is what I need you to do.

Have the twins. Wendell and Darlene.

Come here immediately.

There's no time to waste.

Then, instruct David to stay put

with your younger brother.

I'll send my colleague Cyrus to London

and bring them safely back here.

Everything's going to be alright, son.

There's no need to run anymore.

You've come home.

I didn't find the Mandersons.

But maybe something better instead.

They said they would send help to Lenny.

Wendell and Darlene would be here

in the morning.

Eveything was going to be okay.

And my family was going to be safe.

It made me think about all of us

being together again and how we used to be.

But maybe it was time to let the past go...

...so something new could take its place...

...bring life back to a place

that had been missing.

It felt like we had finally

belonged somewhere again.

Have a seat, Francis.

Thank you.

Did you follow through

of what we discussed?

Twins are on their way

and David's staying put as instructed.

Oy!

Boys, settle!

Where are your manners?

If I didn't love these boys so much,

I think I'd kill them myself.

Your hand...

We would like to give thanks

for the bountiful food before us,

our family, our health,

and our new friendships that I feel

certain that will bring us joy...

...and only make us stronger.

Amen.

Amen.

What's the matter?

My mother's cooking

isn't good enough for you, mate?

Naughty, Pumpkin!

Be polite.

- Eat up, then.

- Leave him alone.

And who do you think you are?

What right do you have

to speak to me like that?

- He's our guest, Cole?

- Enough!

Why don't you get started

in the kitchen?

Haven't you trained your body to eat?

Well, I get sick, don't you?

Part of living among others in this world

is presenting the idea

that you're no different.

We put on our fair share

of charades, but...

...there's just nobody here.

That's the lack of discipline

that landed you here.

Ah!

What are you doing in here?

Actually, I was going to kill you,

but I changed my mind.

Thought we could have a bit of fun first?

What is this, your way of playing nice?

Seems like you were having

a pretty intense dream there.

Well, that's funny.

You were actually in my dream.

Your fangs came out,

and you bled me dry.

Well, that's silly. I don't drink blood,

or have fangs, for that matter.

What do you mean?

I never turned.

Whatever gene you or my family has,

it just never took with me.

I share the same blood but...

You're lucky.

Would you like to go

on a walk with me, Francis?

It's safe, trust me.

These people want to disappear

more than you do.

They won't bother us.

Dance with me?

Have you ever danced

with anyone before?

Dance with me, Francis.

You have to loosen up,

you're so serious.

You really don't need blood?

Does this mean

you don't like me anymore?

I'm just curious.

They say some of us can turn

as late as nine or ten,

but I'm past that now so...

I'll always be like this.

Don't even think about biting me.

Doesn't work.

It's been done before.

Where'd you go?

Where is she?

Now... this is not a safe place...

...for a very, very pretty young girl...

...to be playing... patty cake.

Oh, I know.

But I like to be afraid.

Roughened up, even...

Oh well, then...

Aah!

Hungry?

Whatever droplets my parents gave you

can't be enough.

Until they completely trust you,

they'll keep you barely fed.

They've been kind enough.

I can take care of myself.

You gave me a dance,

I made you dinner. Like a real date.

You're something else.

You don't have to hold yourself back

anymore, Francis.

This is okay.

It's what we do.

We have a few places where

we've worked out deals with the owners.

Comes in handy for emergencies

or when hunting is slow...

- When hunting is slow?

- Mm-hmm.

You don't have our burden,

so why do you even do it?

Hunting is the least I can do

for my family.

Otherwise, what good am I to them?

I refuse to be insignificant.

You don't owe your family anything

for being different.

You truly believe that, don't you?

I have to kill people to live.

I guess for the first time in my life...

...lame starting to accept that.

But I'm always going to be a killer.

A monster.

There's nothing I can do about that.

Look at us.

You feel cursed

because you were born with it.

I feel useless

because I was born without it.

We should probably get going.

What was that for?

I have no one to talk to.

Oh, you almost got me.

Very nice.

You did good, little sister.

Hmm, it was rather sweet.

I practically got caught up

in the moment.

What's going on, guys?

It's not that hard to put together,

Francis.

Your services are no longer needed.

And you were just a little too delicious

to kill uneventfully in your sleep.

Settle down, Cheetah.

It's our playtime now.

Your father is not...

Who'd you think gave the orders?

F***ing pathetic, mate.

And there's no fun

if you don't put up a fight.

I like to feel a person squirm.

At least die with some dignity, f***er.

So this is how I got

into the box.

I'll save the details of the struggle.

They said something about...

a place to let me think about

what I had done. Forever.

Run along, Riley.

Thank you for the dance, Francis.

Father!

Father! Father!

What is it, Riley?

Please stop it, it's not right!

- What are you talking about?

- Francis!

Now, don't be a child.

He's meaningless!

They all are!

No, he's different!

Please, Father, for me!

- Ah!

- Remember what you are!

A disgrace!

You're not part of this family!

You're weak!

You're a burden!

I could smell it the first day

you were born.

We will keep our family lineage.

Everything else is expendable,

including you!

I'm sorry, my little Ri-Ri.

Let go, my beautiful daughter.

I'm sorry.

I lost sight of things.

I love my family.

Of course.

Get some sleep.

You need some sleep.

Yes, sir.

So now here we are.

They left me here to die.

Thought it would be fun

to hear me scream to death. Rot slowly...

I don't have much time.

I told my family to come here

and now they're on their way

walking into some kind of trap.

What do they want with us?

I have to get out of here. Or what's

left of my family is going to die.

I think I can hear him

whining like a little girl.

Well, that little prick can summer

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