Uncaged Page #6

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We're gonna get you

to the hospital.

You're gonna be okay.

-You should've seen yourself.

-Jack:
That wasn't me.

You looked awesome.

Jack:
It was the

werewolf, I'm sorry.

Come on.

Call, please call

a prostitute, man.

Why?

I don't wanna die a virgin.

Do you think I'll have

enough blood for a boner?

It's gonna be okay.

You're gonna have live.

Come on Brandon,

come on Brandon.

Come on Brandon, pick

up the f***ing phone.

Come on.

F***!

Come on Brandon, f***!

Mike:
Hey, it's Mike.

I haven't heard from you.

I hope you're okay.

Look, we had a pact.

The gene was supposed

to die with us.

I thought that was clear.

I don't know what you're

trying to sustain here.

Sedating Jack, hoping

he finds the cage.

This is no way to live.

What the f*** is going on?

The lady, why was she here?

What else do you know?

Did she say anything?

And the cage? Why now?

Welcome to Nana's attic.

You will never get

the answers you want

by asking so many

goddamn questions.

So you know something?

No, that was just

a piece of advice.

Unfortunately in this case

I genuinely don't have

an idea of what the f***

you're talking about.

You got a map?

Where you headed?

West.

West?

You don't need a map

to follow the sunset.

I'm going to Colorado.

That's a pretty

good road trip.

You'll be on i-80 west

for about 2,000 miles

till you hit the mountains.

I don't imagine you

would make a trip

like that by yourself.

I'll be fine.

No son, I don't

think you will be.

What about that nice lady who

bought you those nice things?

Maybe she could go with you?

Or what about that

friend of yours?

The strange one.

They're not coming.

Son.

10 years ago i

had a lot of sh*t.

My wife was battling cancer.

My son went bankrupt

in the city.

And my momma couldn't

remember my name.

A man is measured by

the weight of the people

leaning on him.

But too many people

leaning can knock you down.

You're being a b*tch.

I'm just going west.

West, north, south,

f***ing Antarctica.

No matter where you go,

you're being a b*tch.

Not so fast, son.

This makes two times

you've been in my store

and you haven't bought

a goddamn thing.

My advice may be cheap,

but it ain't free.

We'll fix the

problem tomorrow.

I forgive you.

Turner:
F***, goddammit.

Remember, your worst quality,

can also be your best, okay?

Promise me something, Jack.

Don't be afraid.

If the werewolf

in you eats me,

that doesn't make it evil.

It's just a monster, it doesn't

have any control over it,

that's what makes it a monster,

it doesn't have a choice.

Oh, what's up?

Do you have anything else?

Not yet.

You gotta trust me.

Hold on to this.

And drive over to my place.

See you in the morning.

Crystal:
Check this out!

What, oh babe thank you,

but I'm just not very hungry,

I appreciate it though.

Okay, uhm, well, I guess I'll

just put it in the fridge, uhm,

I'm probably gonna go.

What, no! Why?

Well I don't really

know why I even came

after the last time.

Oh come on, I'm sorry,

and I'm sorry about that,

that was total horse

sh*t on my part,

and I know I disappointed

you the other night,

and I want tonight to be

special for us, all right?

Can you give me one more chance?

I guess.

Yeah?

You do look a little off

and I feel bad.

All right, that's all

right, how about tonight,

you, me, and little

Turner hang out.

Hmm, what do you think?

Hmmm...

I mean I didn't drive

over here for nothing, so.

Oh, I know, oh I know,

I'll make it worth

your while, all right?

Okay, but this is

your last chance.

Okay, so why

don't you get ready?

And I'll meet you

upstairs in five minutes.

-Crystal:
Sounds good.

-All right.

Oh f***...

Jacky what are you doing?

Jack:
I'm just getting

myself some scotch.

You have got some balls

coming here tonight.

You lying motherf***er.

Well, enjoy that scotch.

Because I am about

to beat your ass.

What the f***?

I am going to end you,

motherf***er!

Hmm, damn.

All righty, let's do this.

Turner?

Well Jack, it seems

you like to play games.

Let's play one of my favorites.

Now the rules are simple.

My boys are gonna press

pressure points on you.

You are gonna scream.

And then I'll give

you this stress ball,

you can squeeze it, hopefully

it'll help calm you down.

Carl told me.

You lied to me, Jack.

You shouldn't lie.

Boys.

Turner?

Babe?

Turner?

I swear to god if you scare me

I'm not gonna suck your dick.

Oh yeah, you feel that, huh?

Do you get the point, Jack?

Don't lie to me Jack.

Never!

What the f*** is this guy--?

Sh*t.

What the f***?

F***!

F*** this sh*t.

Oh sh*t, I shot Carl.

Motherf***er!

Carl man, are you okay?

Sh*t, motherf***er,

don't you know how to aim?

Oh my god, is that?

Turner, it's the cat.

Turner, I found the cat.

You're gonna miss it.

Holy f***...

Jack...

Crystal?

Holy sh*t!

Oh, baby.

What the hell did you

do to me last night?

Oh, I can't remember

a goddamn thing.

All right, baby where are you?

You want some milk?

Oh!

Oh, no...

What the f***.

Motherf***er!

F***!

Jack:
Where's rose?

Follow me.

No, I'll follow you.

Inside.

In the barn.

In the cage.

Jack:
What are you doing?

Just get in the cage.

Still got that watch of yours?

Jack:
Yeah.

Give it to me.

You got an alarm set for 20:22.

I'll see you at 20:20.

Get up.

Over there.

Right there.

Get out of the cage, Jack.

Get out of the cage, Jack.

Over there.

Jack:
Turner, you gotta

put me back in the cage.

No, no, no, time

to confess, Jack.

And you don't have much time.

Turner, I gotta get

back to that cage.

Turner:
One more step and

I'll shoot you right now.

You won't shoot me.

I'll shoot you

right f***ing now.

Just like I shot your mom.

There's my confession.

Now answer my questions.

Did you kill Brandon?

What do you want out of it?

Did you kill Brandon?

Yes.

Did you kill Morris?

Yeah.

And did you kill crystal?

No.

She was torn up

just like Brandon was.

Did you kill her?

Turner I swear, i

didn't kill crystal.

Okay, I gotta get

back to that cage.

No, no, no one

is gonna believe

there's a werewolf, unless

it's caught on camera.

Look at him.

All these murders are

getting put on the werewolf,

that I'm gonna kill

with my silver bullet.

Silver bullet?

What?

Five seconds till I'm a hero.

Turner, that's not

gonna f***ing work.

You gotta shoot me

now, kill me now--

shut the f*** up

Jack, shut the f*** up!

Oh, god!

I'm

the good guy here.

He killed Morris.

I will

kill you both,

you can only kill a

werewolf with a silver bu--

I'm sorry.

Get in the f***ing cage.

I'm

not gonna make it.

Get in the cage.

Mike:
Welcome to the family.

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