Thirst Page #4

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-No, wait!

Get up! Move! Go, go!

Get the lock!

Get the lock!

Trapper, get away

from the window.

-Get away from the window.

-Where'd he go?

Where is he?

Where's Claire?

Where the hell is Claire?

Go, Meeka, go.

Damn it.

-Claire!

-Where are they?

We don't know

if it can hear you.

You and Meeka have to be

as quiet as possible.

It's okay, it's okay.

Okay, Courtney,

unlock the door and be ready.

-Unlock the door.

-No way, no way!

-Trapper, let me...

-No!

You're stupid!

We cannot leave them out there!

-Why not?

-Open the door!

No!

No, no, no, no, no.

Claire!

Open the door.

Open the door!

I'm gonna unlock it,

you're gonna run, okay?

Run as fast as you can.

Okay, okay?

Ready? Run, run, run!

Let them in!

Open the door!

Trapper, open that door!

Let me in!

Let me in!

Let her in!

Open the door!

No!

Don't!

Push, push, push!

Come on!

Pull her in.

Pull her in!

Get something for her head!

Okay. You're gonna be fine.

Okay, okay.

Just breathe.

Just keep breathing.

It's okay, it's okay,

it's okay.

-Roth.

-Yeah?

Please get them out.

I will, I will.

It's okay.

Cover her.

Get something

to cover her up.

She'd still be alive

if it wasn't for you.

She's the reason

why we're all gonna die.

It's all about you,

isn't it, Trapper?

Everything is always about you.

Yeah. It's about me.

It's always about me.

Survival of the fittest, baby.

Go ahead.

Pull the trigger, hotshot.

I would rather have

my head blown off

than sucked dry

by that thing out there.

Do it.

Shoot me.

I know you want to.

It's what you all want,

isn't it?

Isn't it?

Just do it.

Just shoot.

What happens now?

We wait for the chopper.

That thing's still out there.

Yeah? Well, you're

free to go, okay?

Nothing's stopping you.

-Luis.

-Yeah.

Is that thing

still out there?

Coast is clear.

Okay.

Everybody get some rest.

We'll stay in here tonight.

In the morning,

we'll get on the chopper.

I'll take the first guard.

How old were you?

When your parents died,

how old were you?

I was 12.

It was a car accident.

Seems like a lifetime ago.

And then Burt?

Burt.

Burt was my uncle.

He and Summer took me in,

practically raised me.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

You know, it's ironic.

Before I came here,

I wanted to kill myself.

And now...

I really don't want to die.

We're running for our lives.

Hey.

I should show you this.

It's an old shotgun.

It's pretty easy to use.

No. I don't want to learn

how to use that.

I don't think

I could kill anything.

You need to learn

in case...

in case something

happens to me.

Roth, hey, don't...

-I should get some sleep.

-Yeah, right.

-Watch you go.

-It's all about technique.

High score. Yep.

Will you change

the music, please?

No.

-Damn, you're good at this.

-I do what I can.

Hey!

You wouldn't shoot me.

Maybe not.

But I think I'm making

a pretty good point.

That's the chopper.

But that thing

is still out there.

Not right now. Static free.

Unlike my parents.

Don't worry. We'll go out there

and make sure the coast is clear

while you stay here

and pee your pants.

-Shut up.

-All right, everybody.

Buddy up.

Hey,

Are you sure there's no static?

We're good.

We're all clear.

Let's go.

Tom.

-Tom.

-Where's Claire?

-Where's Burt?

-I'll tell you on the way.

We don't have any time.

We gotta get out of here.

-Wait a minute.

-We gotta get out of here.

Just answer my question.

Where's Claire and Burt?

They're dead.

What?

We were attacked.

Attacked by what?

I'll tell you

on the way, Tom.

Not until I know

what the hell is going on.

I told you. We were attacked.

We have to get out of here.

Tom, stop.

You gotta listen to me, man.

Hey, we don't have time

for this.

We gotta get off the ground

right now!

Tom, please.

You gotta listen.

Tom, no. No, no, no.

Stop.

Claire?

What happened?

Look...

we didn't kill her, okay?

We didn't kill her.

I'll explain everything

on the way,

but right now

we gotta go, Tom.

Now!

All right, everybody in.

-We gotta unload first.

-What?

It won't fly with all of you

and the supplies.

All right.

Everybody grab some boxes.

I got shotgun.

Meeka, get in.

Come on, come on, come on.

I am so excited

to go home.

We need to address

this shoving problem you have.

Shut up.

Take us home, Mr. Pilot.

Let's go home.

What's going on?

We're heavy.

Tom, what the hell was that?

What is happening?

What's going on?

Guys, it's here.

It's here again!

Take us down, Tom.

Take us down now!

Shoot it! Shoot it!

Shoot it!

Jump! Get out of here!

Meeka! Meeka!

Jump!

I don't want to go!

All right, you son of a b*tch.

Do you think it's dead?

I wouldn't count on it.

-Where the hell's Luis?

-Luis!

I'm good! Right here.

-God.

-Come on, come on.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

We can't stay here.

We can't say here.

Can you walk?

-Trapper, can you walk?

-Yeah.

Okay. We're gonna go

to Summer's house.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah.

Let's go.

Follow me. Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

God, come on.

I gotta rest, man.

My leg's killing me.

I think I broke my ankle.

Okay, you know what?

Trapper, we're all hurt, okay?

Just keep moving.

Hey, you know the thing

about broken ankles, right?

You can't walk on 'em.

Then it's sprained and swollen,

man. We gotta stop.

Stop complaining, Trapper.

Let's go.

-Shut up, b*tch.

-Hey.

Keep up.

Who died and left you God?

I said... keep up.

Or don't.

How does that feel, b*tch?

You want to know who died

and made me God?

Everyone died and made me God.

Now, you want to

stay here and die?

I don't care.

Nobody cares.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Not worth it.

Aunt Summer.

What happened to you?

To all of you?

Where's Burt and Claire?

Burt's dead.

We need your help.

Please.

Here you go.

I baked some cookies.

-Have a cookie and some water.

-Cookies? No.

You need to eat.

I'll scramble up some eggs.

No, no eggs.

You're not listening.

Please, Aunt Summer,

listen to me.

There is some...

some thing out there, okay?

I'm trying to tell you

it attacked us, okay?

-It's some kind of creature.

-It's an alien!

It's real, okay?

We're not lying. We all saw it.

This thing...

it killed two kids.

It killed Claire,

and it killed Uncle Burt.

Now, what I'm saying

is we can't stay here.

We have to get

whatever supplies we can,

and we have to get

someplace safe.

How did he die?

Fighting.

That sounds about right.

I need to call the sheriff.

Okay, call the sheriff.

The truck.

Where are the keys

to your truck?

They're in it.

They're in the truck.

Water, food, whatever

we can carry. Fill this up.

Marge, this is Summer Goodman.

There's been some attacks.

I said attacks.

At Claire Taylor's.

At Claire Taylor's place.

I can't hear you.

I'm gonna have to call back.

I must have a bad line.

There's so much static.

I can't even hear.

It's here.

Where's Trapper?

-Where's Trapper?

-The truck! The truck!

Come on, come on.

Yeah!

Now who doesn't care, b*tch?

Trapper, stop!

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