Victor Crowley Page #7

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- We played the curse.

Like, a ton of times.

Here in the swamp.

Do you have a better idea

what brought him back?

- Maybe he comes back

every ten years.

- A different better idea.

I kissed you.

- It was awesome.

- Okay, whatever the case,

he's out there

and we're in here.

He only haunts the swamp

at night, right?

- Yeah, I mean,

that's the legend.

- So, we wait it out in here.

The sun comes up

and we walk right outta here.

Done.

- No. The sun is still

a long time away.

- I am sure people

are looking for me by now.

In fact if--

Jesus!

What... well, don't touch it!

- Her phone might still work.

- Are you kidding?

It has been inside...

It has been inside--

oh, that is f***ing sick.

- I can't get it loose.

It still works!

Guys!

- Well, what the f***

are you waiting for?

Call for help!

- Anyone know her password?

- God!

It was just ringing.

Whoever called is probably

going to call again.

You don't need a password

to answer a phone, alright.

So the next time it rings,

just answer it.

- Hey, hey, are we positive

that no one else

has a working phone in here?

- Ah, sure, just be a love

and reach under the seat here

and dig mine out of

the two feet of mud

and water

it's been soaking in.

- Which one?

This one?

- Motherf***er!

Dillon!

- Yeah!

- Lead the way to your boat.

We're gettin' out of here.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Don't we need a plan?

Like, what is the plan?

" Run!

- Hey! Wait!

What's he got now?

- F***!

What did I tell you?!

- They did.

Somebody actually left a belt

sander out here for ten years!

- What the hell's that?

- Hold on!

This thing still has power.

- So what.

Even if we still have power

are we just going to just

take off an fly outta here?

- Of course not.

But think about it...

If there's power...

- What?!

If there's still power what?!

Use words!

- The engine outside.

If we can fire it up we'll have

something to fight back with!

Huh?!

Did you ever see a bird

go through a jet engine?

Poof!

Incinerated!

- So we push him in the engine?

- If we can get it started,

yeah!

- It could work!

- Of all the motherfuckers

i coulda been

in a plane crash with...

F*** me!

- How do we turn it on?!

- Leave that to me.

- Pull!

- I got this.

- We are so dead.

- Ah.

Ah...

I can do this.

F*** it.

Come on!

Ah!

No!

- Dillon!

We're running out

of time in here!

- Dillon!

Keep that door locked

and stay quiet!

- Then what?

We're going swimming.

- Just turn on,

you slutty whore!

Ha! Ha!

Yes!

That's what I'm talkin' about!

Dillon time!

Oh, why?

Why?

- Which way's the boat?

- What about Dillon?

- What?

- We can't leave him.

- Go. Hide.

- No-

- I'll distract him, okay?

Just go!

- I'm not leaving him.

- Come on.

- Hey!

Remember...

--Me?

- Hey!

I got the engine going!

Guys?

- Oh my god.

- Did you hear that?

Dillon got the engine on.

- Give me that phone.

The phone.

Give it to me.

- We can't use it.

- Give it to me!

- Hey, what are you doing?!

Stop!

- Mayday.

Can anyone hear me?

My name is Dillon...

Captain Dillon mcmaster

of the...

Of the USS f***ed.

Our plane is crashed

in the honey island swamp.

Passengers are dead

and ah, we're being attacked

by Victor crowley.

This is not a joke.

Alright, I'm serious.

Can anyone hear me?

We need help.

Mayday, this is

general Dillon mcmaster.

We've crashed in the honey

island swamp and need help.

This is a consulate ship

on a diplomatic mission.

- Oh, oh the boat.

The boat.

Oh, f*** thank god,

thank god, thank god.

- This is first lieutenant,

general commandant

Dillon mcmaster,

the second.

My plane has crashed

in honey island swamp.

Many casualties and I'm

under siege by Victor crowley.

Anyone out there

please help...

- This is a private frequency.

Stay the hell off of it.

- Hello?

Hey, who is this?

Please, anyone!

Help!

Are you out there?

- Open the f***ing door!

- Man.

You came back.

- Of course I came back.

Well, look,

i got the engines running

and I've been calling

for help so...

- I dropped my knife.

Is there something in here

we can fight back with,

like a gun or...?

- Urn... sh*t.

Oh... just a flare gun.

- Oh.

- Hey, hey.

We're almost out of fuel

so if we're gonna make a move,

we gotta make it now.

- Okay, let's go.

I didn't mean now.

Where's rose and that

terrible woman you married?

- Hopefully they

made it to the boat!

I didn't see.

- Whose boat?

My boat?

- No, my boat.

Yes, your boat!

- They're not gonna

get very far.

- Keys, keys, keys, keys.

Where are they?

- Hey! Look!

It's rose!

- He's... coming!

- Don't turn around!

Just run!

Just run!

- Come on!

Sh*t!

Come on!

- He's coming!

- Come on!

- Run!

- Nice shot.

- Yeah, well, I was

aiming for his balls so...

- Ahh!

- Come on, come on, come on!

Get up here!

- Wait!

I've got this.

Though she be but little,

she is fierce.

'K, shoot him, yong!

Go to hell,

you ugly bastard!

- Maybe, uh,

no more one-liners?

- Ahh!

F*** my life.

- I would of had your babies.

Ahh!

- No!

- No!

No!

- Fuc--

- we interrupt this program

with a nreaking news report.

Tragedy has once again

hit New Orleans

as at least seven have been

killed in a plane crash.

A private plane that went

missing early last night,

kwaj airlines flight 331,

has been discovered

this morning

in honey island swamp.

We're told that so far only

two survivors have been located.

However, search and rescue

teams are still on the scene

as we speak.

Authorities say that the

aircraft was chartered by--

uh, hold on.

I understand that we have

an eye witness on the phone.

Hello, sir?

Are you part of

the recovery team?

- Yes, ma'am, I'm here.

- Ls there any information as

to the cause of the crash?

- Well, it looks like there's

some kinda fire or explosion.

I mean, we're finding bodies

everywhere though.

I mean, even where we are

now deep in these woods

there's still people

and pieces

turnin' up everywhere.

- Ls it possible that victims

were thrown that far

from the crash?

- Well, that's just the--

I mean, there's just

no conceivable way

that almost everyone on board

was thrown from the plane.

I mean, only three or four

bodies were found inside

the plane and the rest are,

god they're--

- stand by, sir.

I'm being told that what we're

seeing now are the two survivors

of this horrific crash.

Sony?

That one of them appears

to be Andrew yong?

Yes, we have confirmation that

one of the two survivors

is indeed Andrew yong,

the survivor of the 2007

honey island swamp massacre.

Sir, are you still on the line?

- Yes, ma'am.

Ah, we just located another

victim inside a shed here.

It's...

Oh lord, it's on the

old crowley property.

- I'm sorry, sir,

did you say...

- I've been waitin' for you,

motherf***er.

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