Valley of Bones Page #5

and unpleasant?

You don't gotta

do this my way.

You can do it

the nice way.

Give me the keys.

Don't be stupid now.

Use that big

science brain you got,

and don't be stupid.

I think there's been

a misunderstanding.

Nobody's trying

to cheat you...

I ain't got

a couple of years,

dinosaur woman.

I got f***ing

five seconds.

Just settle down.

Nobody's mad.

Nobody's getting

excited now. Huh?

Friends.

Buddies.

Right?

Okay.

Uh-huh.

(GROANS)

McCOY:
I told you

I didn't want it this way!

(GROANS)

Mom!

(SCREAMING)

I told you

you didn't want it.

I know you laugh at me.

I know you laugh.

Daddy's coming

home now, baby girl.

(PLAYING HARMONICA)

Hush-a-bye!

Don't you cry

Go to sleep, my little baby

(PLAYING HARMONICA)

(GRUNTING)

When you wake

You shall take

All the pretty

little horses

ANNA:
Go. Go.

Close the door, baby.

(GRUNTS)

Mom!

No!

Mom, help!

(GROANS)

Shut up.

Mom.

No.

She's mine,

God damn it!

You'll bring her to me.

NATE:
Anna.

Anna, where's Eze?

Nate.

Nate.

NATE:
Come on. Come on.

ANNA:
He took my boy.

It's gonna be all right.

Your mom's gonna

do the right thing.

You'll see.

(GROANS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

No!

(McCOY GROANS)

EZEKIEL:
Stop!

(THUNDER BREAKING)

Did you get bit, too?

Ezekiel?

Ezekiel?

(GROANING)

Hey.

I meant what I said.

You get me out

of here, you f***!

(GROANING)

Is she safe?

Is she safe?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Get out.

Sh*t.

(LAUGHS)

It should have just stayed

in the ground.

Ezekiel? Ezekiel?

Baby, are you okay?

Wake up.

Say something.

Ezekiel?

Say something.

Wake up.

Mommy.

(GASPING)

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

You scared the bejesus

out of us, kid.

All out of bejesus now.

Mom.

Mommy.

Mom.

Mom. Mommy.

(SIGHS)

Have you seen

this pile of crap?

Which pile of crap

was that?

Dubai, huh?

Well, I guess

it doesn't matter,

really.

We're in the Badlands,

after all.

There's always

more bones.

Should we tell

the Doctor?

Nah. She's busy.

EZEKIEL:
So, it's like

the rings in a tree?

Exactly.

Yeah, the rocks tell us

how old the earth is.

Each line

represents a milestone

of a few million years.

They tell us more

about who we are,

where we came from.

Do you ever wish

you can go back?

See it yourself?

Once, maybe.

(SIGHS)

(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)

Hush-a-bye

Don't you cry

Go to sleepy, little baby

When you wake

You'll have cake

And all

the pretty little horses

Black and bay

Dapple and gray

Coach and

six-a-little horses

Hush your cries

Close your eyes

Time to sleepy, little baby

When you wake

You'll have cake

And all

the pretty little horses

Black and bay

Dapple and gray

Coach and

six-a-little horses

Chestnuts and bays

Pintos and grays

And all

the pretty little horses

Way down yonder

Down in the meadow

Lies a poor little lambie

The bees and butterflies

Pecking out its eyes

The poor little thing

cried, "Mammy!"

Hush-a-bye

Don't you cry

Go to sleepy, little baby

When you wake

You'll have cake

And all

the pretty little horses

Black and bay

Dapple and gray

Coach and

six-a-little horses

Chestnuts and bays

Pintos and grays

And all the pretty little

Horses

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