Wrong Turn 5: Bloodlines Page #4

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Help!

Help me!

Let me go, you crazy f***.

(ONE EYE, SAW TOOTH

& THREE FINGER LAUGHING)

What are you doing?

No.

No. No.

Please, no, no.

(SCREAMING)

Fifty cents.

Buck.

Uh... Call.

(HORN HONKING)

MOSE:

Who are they?

I don't know.

I never seen the truck before.

MAYNARD:

I told you.

It's my boys. They're here to get me.

(GRUNTING)

Sh*t.

Help!

That's Gus.

(GUS SCREAMING)

Somebody, please!

Help!

(SCREAMING)

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

Oh, God. We gotta get him out

of the middle of the road.

(RETCHES AND COUGHS)

Oh, I can't. I can't.

Give me a hand.

(JULIAN VOMITING)

(CHUCKLES)

One down, huh, sheriff?

You're not going anywhere

and you're gonna pay for this.

You hear me, you bastard?

MOSE:

What are we gonna do?

(MAYNARD WHISTLING)

ANGELA:

Get out.

I need to find Cruz.

JULIAN:
And Lita.

ANGELA:

Listen to me.

You're all deputized.

If you help me, it will go a long way

in my report to the court.

But I wanna go after my girlfriend.

No, we all stay here.

We hold out until help arrives.

Mose, you watch the front door.

You two, cover the windows.

(SHOTGUN COCKING)

They want us to split up. It makes it

easier for them to kill us that way.

So we should stick together,

here until dawn. Now, get to your stations.

We need to call for help.

Lines are dead. Cell too.

Uh, sheriff, uh, Lee has a short-wave radio in

the back of his thrift store. I've seen it.

We need power to operate it.

Lee has a generator. Good thinking.

Listen, I'm gonna go across

the street to the store.

I'm gonna fire up the shortwave

and call for help.

I'll go with you.

No, no, no.

You stay

and make sure they don't get in.

Not a bright idea there, sheriff.

Split up and die, remember?

He's right.

ANGELA:

I will not risk your lives.

This is my job.

Now, cover me when I'm on the street.

Okay.

Okay, where are you?

Okay, come on.

Where are you? Where are you?

Where are you?

Yes.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Gas.

Yeah.

Okay.

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

We should go help her.

Nope. I gave my word I'd stay here.

I'll go.

Give it a minute.

Just... If we hear another shot, we'll go.

But we don't...

We don't know this woman.

She's not Cruz or Lita.

We should be going after them. Just wait.

Let's go find the girls.

If you leave, they'll throw the book at you.

Wait a few minutes, see if she comes.

If she does, we'll tell her

we're both going. All right.

Ten minutes.

(SIGHS)

(GENERATOR SPUTTERS)

(GENERATOR STARTS)

(STATIC CRACKLING)

This is Sheriff Carter of Fairlake

declaring emergency.

(OVER RADIO)

Is anyone out there? Over.

(REGGAE MUSIC

PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

Sheriff Carter of Fair/ake, West Virginia

declaring an emergency.

Can anyone hear me? Over.

Yup, I hear you, sheriff.

What's your name and where are you?

Uh, Teddy Tabet.

I'm in Dixville Notch, New Hampshire.

Okay, listen to me carefully, Teddy.

I need you to call the Virginia

State Police in Moundsville.

Have them send every available officer

to Fairlake right away.

It's an emergency.

What's going on down there?

The town is under siege by three hillbillies.

They're trying to break...

...one of their relatives out of jail.

They've already killed one person already.

Did you say Fairlake, West Virginia?

Yes, that's right.

And we have no phone service.

So I need you to call the state police

right away. Can you do that?

Okay, okay. One minute.

(TYPING ON KEYBOARD)

(LAUGHING)

Are you stoned?

What?

Are you stoned or do you just think

I'm stupid?

What are you talking about, Teddy?

I need your help.

Tonight's the Mountain Man Festival,

right?

You think it would be funny

to scramble the entire state police...

...because you convinced

some dork to call?

This is real.

I am the sheriff and I need your help.

This is serious, Teddy.

Hey, listen, it's a felony

to file a fake police report, okay?

I'm not stupid. We here in Dixville Notch

are a pretty savvy bunch.

You can't pull the wool over my eyes.

So, uh, yeah, heh,

have a good night, officer.

Wait, wait, wait. Please, listen, Teddy,

you gotta believe me.

This is a matter of life and death.

(SCREAMS)

Sh*t.

What was that?

Somebody dying.

You believe me now, a**hole?

Just call the police.

(GENERATOR POWERS DOWN)

MOSE:
I think I got one of them.

BILLY:
Sh*t, sh*t.

You idiot. What if that was the sheriff?

(SCREAMING)

Are you hurt?

Oh, my God. Is that Gus?

Is that Gus?

Come inside.

LITA:

Oh, my God.

BILLY:

Shh, Shh, shh.

All right, okay.

You're all right. You're all right.

ANGELA:

Julian, let me in.

What happened?

This drunk nearly killed my friend.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

He has no business carrying a gun.

It was an accident!

I should beat this sh*t out of you!

Hey, calm down. Calm down.

I said, calm down.

Were you hit?

No.

Okay. Have you seen Cruz?

Were you with her?

She left before Julian.

MAYNARD:

She's dead, lover boy.

Probably being digested right now.

My boys have a taste for flesh...

...especially cute little blonds.

Will you shut the f*** up?

If anything happened to her,

I'm gonna f***ing kill you.

(SHOTGUN C*CKS)

Let me go...

...and maybe the rest of them

will live to see the dawn.

You're not getting out of there.

There's four of you and one of her.

Think how much you wanna live.

You're out of your mind if you think

any one of us is gonna let you out.

Suit yourselves.

Did you reach anybody

on the short wave?

Yes.

Great. That means help is coming.

I don't know.

What do you mean?

The dumb sh*t on the other line,

I don't think he believed me.

I'm going to look for Cruz.

Hey, I told you, no.

Well, then you better lock me back up.

ANGELA:
What?

All right, I may be a f*** up.

I'm irresponsible, I'm unreliable and I'm

definitely juvenile, but I am loyal.

I love Cruz.

I love her more than anything

I've ever loved in my life...

...and I'm not gonna sit in here

while she's out there on her own.

I couldn't live with myself if I did that.

So either lock me up or let me go.

Here, you're gonna need this.

Thank you.

I'm going with you.

All right.

You gonna be all right?

Be careful.

We Will.

We'll look around here,

see if we can find her.

All right. Keep your eyes open.

Cruz.

Cruz, it's Billy.

Come out.

If Cruz knows what's up,

she'll be hiding and won't come out.

Yeah.

I hope that's the case.

Mister?

Call me Mose.

(SOBBING)

Why are they doing this?

They wanna break him out, I suppose.

But killing innocent people?

Why kill Gus?

He had nothing to do

with keeping that old guy locked up.

I get the feeling that killing ain't

too much of a stretch for this bunch.

What if no help comes?

It will. Don't worry.

And Billy and Julian?

They'll find your friend...

...and then they'll be back.

Cruz!

Are you out there?

Where the hell could she be?

I don't know, man.

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

Jesus Christ.

What the hell was that?

Move, Billy.

(MEN CACKLING)

Sh*t. Sh*t.

We gotta get out of the street.

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