The Windmill Massacre Page #2

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[sighs] Bumming around

Europe's what we do best.

Excuse me.

Do you happen to be that girl

of the Crystal White commercial?

Yes, but... Please keep it

a secret for everyone else.

[sighs]

I was the face of a Japanese

toothpaste for a few years.

I was uh, like you

say, big in Japan.

Long time ago now.

Surprised he recognized me,

very tiresome.

[engine rumbles]

[Abe] Okay, let's continue to

our next must see attraction.

The drive will take some

time, so enjoy yourselves.

[flies buzz]

[folk country music]

[distant chuckles]

F***ing little b*tch,

where you going?

Get down on the floor.

I said, get down on the floor.

[girl]

Daddy, no!

[screaming]

[gasps]

[whispering echoes]

Stop! Stop the bus!

[man] Jesus Christ.

[gasps]

Did we hit him?

- Hit who?

- That man.

- [Abe] What, what man?

- [woman]

What's she talking about?

Miss, miss, no,

you're not allowed to...

What did she say?

- What's she doing?

- I don't know.

[windmill creaks distantly]

[horn blasts]

[Abe] Missy, come on.

Anything there?

[engine chugs]

Careful, you're gonna

flood the engine.

If I want your advice, sir,

I will ask for it, yeah?

[engine chugs]

[man] What did I say?

[groans]

[Curt]

Dad? Dad what's happening?

[engine chugs]

[man] Unbelievable.

[groans]

Well, if the bus doesn't start,

let the motor calm

down a little bit.

- [man] F***.

- [man 2] Great.

[mumbling]

[rain falls gently]

It's not that you've

run out of petrol is it?

[grumbles]

[sighs]

Of course not, still 3/4 filled,

I'm not an idiot.

No, no of course not,

but if you can't fix it,

you're gonna have to call

the dispatch unit, yeah?

- What?

- The AA?

You know, roadside assistance?

Ah, no, they never come here.

What do you mean

they never come here?

What, you want us to

sit here all night?

No, we need to call someone now.

- [Abe] That's a good idea.

- [man] Yeah, great.

[phone beeps]

[woman] We're sorry, your call

can not be completed...

Okay, everybody, we...

[sighs]

We just have some

technical bad luck,

so we just have

to wait for help,

but don't you worry,

everything's gonna be all right.

[groans]

What are you supposed to do

in a situation like this?

I mean, it's not

very professional is it?

Well, has anyone

else got a signal?

- No.

- No.

Oh, well that's

f***ing fantastic.

Look, I need to be at

the airfield by midnight.

All right, none of us

are particularly happy

about the situation.

- Mister?

- It's Jack.

Look, we passed a

village a while back,

maybe we can get

help there, yeah?

- Or is there somewhere closer?

- Driver?

[groans]

Where's the closest

place to get help?

I don't know, uh,

back up there I suppose,

but it will take

an hour to get there.

[sighs]

You're joking.

Look, I saw a mill further

down the road, I'll go there.

This is sorta my fault.

- I'll come with ya, come on.

- Excuse me, sir--

Do you really think you can stop

us getting off this bus, pal?

Hold on.

Don't you have a coat?

- [Jennifer] No.

- Grandma, watch over me.

[man] Here, have mine.

[Jennifer] Thank you.

Missy, missy, hold on, hold on.

You'll probably need this.

Thanks.

Now let's cut through

the trees, it's quicker, yeah?

Yeah.

Dad?

Dad, what are you doing?

Your factor, it's not here.

[sighs]

I can't find your factor.

- Dad, I told you.

- What?

I told you I left

it at the hotel.

No, you didn't.

Did you?

[sighs]

[clears throat]

Uh...

[clears throat]

Excuse me, um, Abe.

Could you show me where,

where on the map we are?

[lips smack]

Um, we're about here, here.

Well, that's what

I thought, too,

but that doesn't make any sense.

Look, this is a map

of historical sites

and there are no windmills

marked anywhere near here.

So?

Well, what's that then?

- Watch your step.

- Oh, thanks.

We're almost there.

- [yelps]

- Careful!

- All right?

- Yeah, thanks.

Um... You don't look

like the kind of guy

who's into windmills.

I'm not.

Yeah, I found a bit

of trouble last night,

thought it would be a good idea

to get out the way until

we fly out tonight.

- Who's we?

- Me and my unit.

- You're what?

- The Royal Marines.

Oh, oh, a soldier. Wow.

And where you flying to?

Well, if I told you that,

I'd have to kill you.

[mumbles]

[chains jangle]

[Jennifer mumbles]

And what about you?

Have you got some sort of

secret windmill fetish or what?

Oh, no, Amsterdam is crazy,

it's full of crazy people.

Just need a little break

before you went crazy too, yeah?

Yeah, something like that.

[sticks snap]

Did you see that?

It's just shadows.

Come on.

[exhales]

[lock clicks]

[yelps]

[grunts aggressively]

[breathes heavily]

- That's weird.

- What?

- [metal slashes]

- [groans]

[Jennifer] No!

[mumbles]

Jack? Jack?

Your legs!

[groans panicked]

[Jennifer] What the f***?

Go!

[screams]

[screams]

[sighs]

[Jennifer] Help!

Help! Open the door!

Sorry, over there...

Open the door, quick!

- Where's Jack?

- [woman] Are you okay?

- [gasps]

- [man] What happened?

- [woman] What's going on?

- Did he do something to you?

- He, he killed him,

he's out there...

- [man] I'm sorry?

I didn't see his face,

but it was a man,

a man with a scythe.

- Scythe?

- [Jennifer] He, he...

[man]

What are you talking about?

He killed Jack, he stamped

on his head and he had these,

he had these clogs, and why

aren't you doing anything?

We need to get out of here.

[man] I think she's delirious.

[Jennifer] I swear.

I swear it.

I'm a doctor,

I noticed before

she had an empty

prescription jar.

- She's using heavy

anti-psychotics.

- Oh, brilliant.

I'm a little worried

she might have had an episode.

No, don't you

dare say I'm mad,

don't you dare say I'm mad.

It's all right Jennifer,

just calm down and it'll

be all right.

I'm not mad, you have

to believe me, it's true.

- I'm not mad, I'm not.

- I believe you Jennifer,

just sit down,

breathe deeply, and calm down.

Listen, we can't go anywhere

without Jack. Where is he?

That's a good question.

Jennifer can you tell us what,

you know, really happened?

[sighs]

I told you, he...

There, there!

[splatter hits]

[Abe] What the hell?

[panic erupts]

Everybody out,

get off the bus!

Get out of the way!

- [Jennifer] Oh quick, quick!

- [Abe] Get out!

- [Curt] I have to get my bag.

- [man] Curt, get off the bus!

- Jump off the bus, Curt!

- [Curt] I need to get my bag!

Get out!

[yelps]

Oh, God.

[scoffs]

Let me see, Curt, I need to see.

Oh, God, no. No.

Sh*t.

You f***ing idiot.

Look what you've done.

- What did I do?

- He's bleeding.

But we had to get out,

I had to push him.

- [Curt] I'm a hemophiliac.

- [woman] What?

I'm a hemophiliac,

my blood can't clot by itself.

[man] Why didn't you

take your factor this morning

like I asked you--

It's only a graze Dad,

I'll be all right.

- Here, let me take a look.

- No, you stay away from him.

This is all your fault.

It was a f***ing bird!

You said you were a doctor,

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