Victor Crowley Page #5

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- Listen up.

That woman, Casey, inside.

She's trapped underneath

the chair rails,

the water level's

rising pretty quick

so we're going to head

over to my boat,

I think I have some tools.

- What are the chances

of you guys being out here

in the middle of the nowhere?

I guess tonight's

your lucky night.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- Get back on the plane!

Now!

- Bullshit.

Hey guys,

it's someone f***ing with us.

- Come on. Come on.

Come on.

- Help!

Hey!

We need help!

We're over here!

We're on the shoreline

about four hundred yards

from the boat landing.

- You are going

to stop yelling

and get on that

f***ing plane right now

or I am going to kill you,

understand?

- Jesus. You really are

a psychopath like they say.

- Oh, you think I'm scary?

That thing in the woods

is death itself

and it's coming for all of us.

Now get inside if you

want to live through this.

- Understood.

- Did you hear that?

It sounded like

someone yelling.

- We must be close.

The plane's gotta be this way.

Come on.

You good?

- Yeah.

- Oh my god.

What the hell?

I guess this was his house.

- It's part of the tour.

- Huh?

- See.

- They made this place

a memorial?

What's next, a petting zoo

and a roller coaster?

Jesus!

It's a motion sensor.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- Oh, come the f*** on.

- Alex.

- It's a...

It's a speaker.

I bet they've got speakers

in all of these trees

trying to scare the tourists.

- Well it's working because

I'm about to sh*t my pants.

- Shh.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- Hide in here.

- What the hell was that?

- What was that?

- What was that?

- Please,

please, it's too loud.

- Hey, hey!

Stop it!

- Guys, there's too much

weight, she's gonna drown!

- Shh, quiet.

- Guys, you have to get

off the plane right now

or Casey's gonna drown.

- No one gets out

of the plane.

- Dude, did you hear

what the f*** I said?

- Back the f*** off.

- And he has a knife!

- F*** this.

- You.

You said this door couldn't

be opened from the outside?

- I think so but I didn't

design the plane.

- So then we're

safe in here, right?

From whatever's

yellin' out there?

- He's got,

he's got things, alright?

A belt sander,

he cut through a metal wall

in my ambulance boat.

- Well, hopefully no one left

a belt sander out there

for the past ten years, right?

- Look at all this sh*t.

- At least we found the light.

- Ah, leave it to us

to find the only hiding place

without a door.

When we get outta

here I'm gonna--

Alex, I can't breathe.

- Baby, baby, I need

you to calm down, okay?

There's nothing out there.

Alright?

- Look, see?

See, I don't even think

it's a motion sensor.

I think it's on a timer

or something.

I mean, if we're

gonna hide in here

we may as well turn off the--

- run, Chloe!

Run, Chloe!

- Is this even working?

- I don't think so.

- There's too much weight.

We're just makin' it

sink faster.

- So go back outside!

- If we go out there

we all die.

- God, enough with your

ghost bullshit, man.

' Then

see what happens!

God, I'm trying to keep as

many of us alive as possible!

- Oh, says the accused

mass murderer,

holding the knife!

- She makes a good point.

- What?

I've got complete strangers

who want to kill me everyday.

You'd have something

for protection, too.

- He makes a good point.

- Chloe and Alex.

They're still at the boat.

- Hey, if you can call them

we can get them

to bring the boat around.

- Yeah.

- My phone's back there

with them.

- Hold on.

Nah, mine's on the boat

charging.

@wmm

- alright, alright, who in here

still has a working phone?

Kathleen, is mine

still on my seat?

- No, I don't see it.

It must have fallen out.

- Mine's in the water.

- No one has a phone?!

- Oh wait,

wait, wait, I have mine

and it's okay.

Oh, sh*t,

there's no service.

- Hey, I got it.

If I break this window

and hold the phone out

just far enough,

I may be able to get a signal.

Stand back.

- That's not...

~ ah!

Ow!

- ...gonna work.

- Yeah, thanks.

- F***in' a**hole,

that window's open right there.

- Yeah, but the cell tower's

on this side.

I know the area, okay?

- Oh, my god.

I have to get outta here.

Guys, I can't breathe.

I can't take it

in here anymore.

I gotta get outta here.

I can't take it in anymore.

I gotta...

- What about the radio

in the cockpit?

- Nah, dude,

the cockpit's destroyed.

There ain't nothin'

workin' in there.

Trust me, dude,

you do not wanna go in there.

Guys, listen!

- What are you doing?

- I'm looking for something

to break the window with.

- Again with the

f***ing window?

- If the windows were breakable

there would be crazy people

trying to smash them and

take down planes all the time.

- Guys, I have to tell you

something about--

- I can't take it

in here anymore.

I have to get outta here.

I have to get out!

- Kathleen!

Kathleen!

Look at me!

You can breathe just fine.

See.

Just fine.

" My pills.

Where are my pills?

- Everywhere!

- Oh, wait.

There's my bag!

- Chloe!

Go to the door!

- Rose, let me in!

- Chloe, go to the door!

Chloe!

- I can't hear you!

Oh my god!

- Wait! Wait!

Turn around!

Where-- where'd she go?

Where-- where'd he go?

- Damn!

- Help... me...

- Aaaarrgghh!

- Austin, I can't hear anything!

What's going on?

- What the f*** was that?

- I told you.

I told you he was real.

He's gonna get all of us!

- Hey, hey, hey.

Ls she okay?

- Yeah, yeah. She just

swallowed some water.

But there's something I'm

trying to tell you guys. She's--

- pregnant!

That's what he's

trying to say.

I'm f***ing pregnant.

Wow, really?

Don't everybody

celebrate at once.

No.

No gifts, you guys-

no party-

just get me out from

under these f***ing seats!

- I can't stay here!

I can't breathe!

- Watch her.

Hey, hey, hey... you.

- Dillon.

- Dillon.

How far's your boat?

- I don't know. Like,

fifteen minutes, ten if we run.

Hey, you're not suggesting

we go out there now?

- Look,

I've been here before,

pinned down on

an ambulance boat.

He's gonna find

a way in here somehow.

All this did is

buy us some time.

Alright? And time...

Time just ran out.

- But you survived, right?

You made it.

- Because he was distracted

by something else!

There was these voices

yelling off in the distance

and then he just

took off after them.

Next thing I know,

the national guard was just there

with their helicopter

picking me up.

I thought you single handedly

fought off Victor crowley

and tried to save

as many as you could?

At least that's what he

wrote in his bullshit book!

- So you did read it!

- The publisher

had my ghost writer

embellish some parts,

alright?

- F***ing Joe knetter...

But the rest of it

is almost all true-ish.

Look outside!

You still don't believe me?

- Oh, I don't know

what's more humiliating

about that f***ing book.

The fact that you described

our wedding night

or that cheesy dedication

to me on the first page.

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