Wolves Page #4

- Here's your coffee, gentlemen.

- Ah, here he is.

Cayden...

these are the town wolves.

This is all that's left of the old lines.

And everyone, this... is Lucinda's boy.

- I knew... I knew that scent!

I knew it the first time I saw him.

Didn't I say it?

- We all said it, Gail.

- I said it first.

- This is Larson Wills.

He would be your second cousin, I guess.

- Yeah. Nice to meet you, kid.

You know my little brother, Carter,

he was your cousin too.

Now he's just today's dinner.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't plan for any of this to happen.

- Hear that, everybody?

He didn't come here

to kick the hornet's nest,

it just got kicked.

- Cayden came back because he belongs here.

- We all get to pay the price for it, Clara.

- And this is Mayor Robinson.

He's an optimist.

No, John, I'm a realist.

Connor is getting paranoid.

If he thinks this kid has come here

to... interfere with Angelina,

then he and his pack are gonna come down

from those hills and they'll kill him.

And then they're gonna kill us

for trying to hide him.

- Maybe they won't.

- Are you nuts?

This close to the full moon?

Sh*t, even I can barely keep

from freaking out.

- When is the full moon?

- Tomorrow night.

- Halloween.

Jesus.

- Well, hey. What's more Halloween

than getting eaten by a wolf man?

God, lighten up.

- Listen, he's getting crazier and crazier.

We got one option.

Give him Angelina...

and give him the kid.

- You're a real hero, Larson Wills.

- At least Angel survives.

Don't you get that?

- They're your own flesh and blood!

- No!

This is my flesh and blood.

- Alright, alright, calm down, Larson.

Just calm down here.

Now... we like to pretend...

that we have got an uneasy peace

with Connor and his pack up there.

Sometimes some livestock goes missing.

Sometimes a child goes missing.

But there's not one of us

who can't follow that scent.

There's not one of us

who doesn't know where that child's gone.

- Yes, John, it happens,

but it's not fear that stops us from

doing anything about it, it's practicality.

Those guys up there are wolves

all the time.

- Hell, John, some of us

ain't even changed in years.

- I can't even barely grow

my sideburns anymore.

It's just a little fuzz.

- He's the youngest and the strongest.

Connor kills him, he'll have

no more reason to come after us.

- And then what?

Then we just give him Angelina?

- That was the deal we made.

- The deal I made.

- Well, I didn't.

Since this all first happened to me,

I've been fighting between suicide

and trying to find some way

to do good with it.

And now...

maybe I've found a way to do both.

Stay in your homes tonight

and lock your doors.

I'll take care of this.

- No, son.

Don't do it, he'll kill you.

- Maybe.

- No! Cayden!

I mean he'll kill you.

- Maybe I can take him with me.

- No!

John, please, you gotta stop him.

- How?

- Look, Tollerman and the others

broke the pact.

Brought the kid in from the outside.

What are we gonna do about it?

- The kid has to go.

They're not gonna give him up

without a good fight.

Tollerman won't allow it.

So if he won't come to us,

then we'll have to go and take him.

Yeah, okay.

Or I could just come to you.

- Wow!

- This is nice.

I've never seen a wolf den like it. It's

like a camping trip for hairy lunatics.

- Tell me something, kid,

did the Synod send you up here?

- What the f*** is a Synod?

You really don't know sh*t, do you?

- I know about Lucinda.

I know you took her by force.

- Watch your mouth, boy.

- Before you all try to kill me,

I'm just here to tell you

something, Connor.

Lucinda Wills was my mother.

- What?

That's not possible.

Lucinda died before she gave birth.

- That's what Tollerman told you.

Truth is, she committed suicide

a few days after I was born.

- Is that right?

I'm gonna give you

the same chance I give everyone.

Run.

- No.

You can either leave this town alone

and let Angelina go...

- Or?

- Or...

You'll force me to stop you.

- Okay, then. Kill him.

- Come on, then!

- Check that way.

- Okay then, who's next?

- I'm pretty sure it's you, kid.

- Oh, God, they're killing him!

- Angel! Angel!

You can't help him!

- Boy...

- Animal!

Sh*t.

Cayden... It was Cayden.

- Wolves, just like you.

- Lucinda got pregnant.

She let you go.

Lucinda died before she gave birth.

- She killed herself.

- He's a monster.

At least Angel survives.

Don't you get that?

Your own flesh and blood.

I'll give you the same chance

I give everyone.

- How do you think I got so pretty?

- Run.

Oh dear,

this doesn't look good.

Losing your life force,

you can't even hold your true form.

- Wild Joe?

- Get up, you little f***er.

Get up.

- Oh, I'm so...

- Get up!

Get up!

Get up!

Get... up...

- Oh my God!

John!

John!

- I was trying not to kill them.

- That was a mistake.

It's life or death out here.

- I... I need a hospital...

or a vet or something.

- You don't need a hospital.

You need to change.

You have to get out and run.

- I can't. It's too painful.

- Trust us.

You have to change.

If you don't, son,

you ain't gonna make it.

- Just try.

- Jesus!

I can't. I can't.

Angel,

- It's okay. It's okay.

- Okay...

- Okay, you need to run.

- Angel, that's not gonna happen right now.

- You have to, okay?

It's the only way.

Trust me.

Go.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay...

Feeling better?

- Much, yeah.

But what's it matter?

I can't beat them, there's way too many.

If I go back up there, they'll kill me.

- You should go.

Save yourself.

- You think I could do that?

No.

I have to beat them.

All of them.

And I know there's got to be a way...

- I'm sorry I got you into all this sh*t.

- What? Don't be.

It's not your fault.

I got myself into all of this sh*t.

Come on.

- Whoa. What is that horrible stench?

- Excuse me, my dear,

that is my personal collection

of genuine, A-1, organic,

fully recycled ovine detritus.

And it is extremely good for the soil.

- And extremely explosive, right?

Yeah I'll be glad when you're dead

You rascal, you

I'll be glad when you're dead

You rascal, you

When you're dead and in your grave

No more women will you crave

I'll be glad when you're dead

You rascal, you

- What's the word, Kino?

- All the guys are pretty messed up.

Slashes, broken bones.

- Get them up and running,

they'll feel better.

- I'm going up there with you.

- No.

If anything happens to you,

all of this was for nothing.

- The rest of us don't heal like you do.

Like he does.

That's if he survived the fall.

- Run home, pack your bags.

When all this is over, meet me at the motel

at the bottom of the hill.

Then we'll leave.

We'll be free.

- So you think it's true?

You think the kid is your son?

And when you're dead and in your grave

No more women will you crave

I'll be glad when you're dead

You rascal, you

I trusted you in my home

You rascal, you

Said I trusted you in my home

You rascal, you

You know I trusted you in my home

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