Wrong Turn 5: Bloodlines Page #5

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We're sitting ducks.

There.

Oh, sh*t. Cruz.

Oh, my God, baby.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Cruz.

What kind of f***ing animals are they?

JULIAN:

There's nothing we can do for her now.

I'm taking her back.

I'm not gonna leave her here

like some piece of trash.

Oh, Jesus.

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

Son of a b*tch.

JULIAN:

Billy!

(JULIAN GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

(PANTING)

Julian.

Wake up!

(COUGHS)

F***.

Sh*t.

Oh, God, Bi...

Billy, what's going on?

I can't move.

I can't move.

You gotta get out of that chain, man.

Chain?

Can you get out?

JULIAN:

Sh*t.

F***. No. Just... No.

F***.

No, there's...

We gotta call for help. All right?

Help!

BILLY:
Help us, anybody!

JULIAN:
Help!

BILLY:
Anybody!

Help!

F***.

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

Where is he? Where is he?

Where is he?

(ENGINE STARTS)

Oh, my, God. Oh, my, God.

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

Help!

Help!

JULIAN:

Help us!

BILLY:

Anybody!

JULIAN:

Help!

(SCREAMING)

Julian. Julian, save me.

Save... Help me, man!

What the...? What the f***?

No, don't. No, don't.

F***.

No, don't... Don't leave me.

Julian, don't leave me. Don't leave me.

No!

No! No! No!

Julian! Stop it, you motherf***er!

(SCREAMING)

What...?

(BILLY SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING)

(THREE FINGER CACKLES)

We can't sit here all night

and wait for them to come back.

Somebody needs to go for help.

Yes, and that has to be you, Mose.

Can you do it?

(ANGELA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAYNARD (WHISPERING):

Hey, Lita.

Why don't you save yourself?

How?

Convince her to let me out of here.

I can do it, sheriff.

Take my truck.

Take it to the fairgrounds

and find Junior...

...and the other deputies

and bring them back here.

Do not stop for anyone or anything.

MAYNARD:

Me and my boys will go...

...disappear into the night.

You'll be safe.

I don't trust you.

Why would I stick around here?

Think about it.

You're a college kid. Use your head.

Save yourself and your friends.

ANGELA:

Mose...

...you okay?

I could do with a drink.

I won't.

You can count on me, Angela.

I know not too many people have counted

on me in the past to do anything right...

...but I'm turning over a new leaf,

starting tonight.

I will be back with help. I promise.

Why don't you just give them

what they want? Give them the old man.

You can track them when you have help.

No. I want justice.

Justice?

What about justice for my boyfriend

whose body is lying on your porch?

What about justice for Gus, huh?

ANGELA:

Don't you see?

If I let him go, you may never get justice

for your boyfriend.

Look, I'm sorry about what happened

to you, but you're not changing my mind.

You ready?

Let's do this.

There's a radio in my truck.

Keep in constant contact and be careful.

My truck is at the gas station

by the junkyard.

I'll cover you.

(DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES)

ANGELA:

Go. Go, go.

God, come on, come on, come on.

Please, please, please start.

(ENGINE SPUTTERS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

You can do it.

Mose, can you hear me?

MOSE:

I got you, sheriff.

I'm on my way like a bat out of hell.

I need you there in one piece.

Not too fast, okay?

Roger that.

MOSE:
I'm just getting

on the highway now, sheriff.

No sign of them.

Good, keep me posted.

I told you, I wouldn't let you...

Sh*t.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HORN HONKING)

Mose?

Mose?

Mose? Come in, Mose.

Mose?

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

(PANTING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

Billy and Julian should have been back

by now, shouldn't they?

I know.

They're dead, aren't they?

We don't know that.

I don't wanna die here.

Neither do I.

I wanna leave.

There's no place to go.

There must be a car

or a truck or something.

Mose took my only truck.

Well, then I'll steal a car. Anything.

I just need to get the f*** out of here.

You know how to hot-wire a car?

No.

Look, the festival will be over soon.

My deputies will be back.

We just have to wait a little longer.

And what if I can't wait that long?

You really don't have a choice.

To go out there now by yourself

would be suicide.

Not if you come with me.

I can't leave here.

There's two of us left.

What can we possibly do

if they come for him?

Our best.

I think you're crazier than he is.

(MOSE MUMBLING AND WHIMPERING)

Sheriff. Help me, sheriff.

Sheriff!

(MOSE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Sheriff. Sheriff. Help me.

Oh, no. Please. Don't do it.

Help me.

(MOSE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY

AND SOBBING)

(DOORKNOB CLICKING)

(WHISPERING)

You can surprise her.

Take her weapon

and force her to let me out.

(WHISPERING) I can't.

She's just a woman.

Leave me alone.

I wanna see you live.

You're smart, Lita. Too smart to die.

I said, leave me alone.

You're smarter than your friends.

Hell, you even got away

from my boys once.

You deserve to live.

I will tell my boys to let you live...

...if you help me.

I don't believe you.

Well...

...you and that b*tch are certainly gonna

die if you just stand there and do nothing.

That I can guarantee you.

MOSE:

No. No.

No!

(MOSE SCREAMING)

Do you hear that?

What?

(GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)

It's Mose.

Well, where's it coming from?

He's in the thrift store. Here, take this.

Watch him.

If anyone comes in, shoot them.

LITA:
Wha...? What are you gonna do?

What I can.

Oh, God.

(MOSE SCREAMING)

(ANGELA SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS AND COUGHS)

Now's your chance.

No.

Oh, don't be stupid.

Save yourself.

Have some vision.

You're smart.

And you wanna live, don't you?

Yes.

Well, then open this cell.

I will go away and so will my boys.

Think.

How can I trust you?

Well, you have the gun, don't you?

You open this cell...

...and I will walk away.

Promise.

The keys are in the gun locker

to your left.

That's it.

Good girl.

It is as simple as turning a key in a lock.

That right there in your hand

is the key to your life.

If I let you out of here...

...you let me go free, right?

You and your men,

you don't come after me.

That's the deal, right?

Done deal.

If you try anything...

...I swear to God, I will kill you.

All I want is to get out of here.

Back up.

Go.

Okay, get out of here. Slowly.

Move.

You know, Lita, you did the right thing.

Just get out of here.

Oh, and, uh...

...you know what I was saying

about vision?

(LITA SCREAMING)

(COUGHING)

(PANTING)

Somebody help me.

Lita?

My eyes.

God.

I warned you, b*tch.

(GROANING)

ANGELA:

Goddamn it.

Lita. Come on. Come on.

My eyes.

You're gonna be all right.

You're gonna be all right.

My eyes.

Come on.

Come on. Go.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Get your f***ing hands up.

Get...

MAYNARD:
F*** you. Ow!

(LITA SOBBING)

ANGELA:
I'm gonna bandage you

to stop the bleeding, okay?

Put your head back.

Oh, God, I'm so stupid.

ANGELA:

Okay, sweetie, okay.

What happened?

He promised.

He promised he would just leave

if I let him out.

And you believed him?

I didn't know what else to do.

Lita, you're gonna have to listen to me

if we're gonna make it out alive.

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