Wrong Turn 5: Bloodlines Page #6

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Can you do that?

Yes.

Good.

MAYNARD:

What about me? I'm bleeding here.

ANGELA:

Yeah, you're on your own.

Oh, I'm gonna enjoy watching you die.

Not if you die first.

(CHUCKLES)

Go ahead. Shoot me again.

Get it over with.

Don't tempt me.

You're a f***ing coward.

You don't have the guts.

I'm gonna be there

when they stick a needle in your arm.

Yeah.

Well, you just go right on telling

yourself that, baby.

I'm gonna go for help.

You stay here and don't do anything,

okay?

I'm gonna lock the door behind me.

You ain't never coming back, b*tch.

(JASON GRUNTING)

Jason?

Jason.

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

(GROANING)

No. Oh, no. Jason.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. No.

(JASON SCREAMING)

Oh, God.

(HORN HONKING)

(THREE FINGER CACKLES)

(GRUNTS)

(GUN CLICKING)

(THREE FINGER CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTING)

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

I want you to remember this voice, Lita...

...because it's gonna be the last one

you'll ever hear.

(WHISPERING) I'm gonna whisper in

your ear right before I slit your throat...

...which is only a matter of time now.

Just shut up. Shut up.

(IN NORMAL VOICE)

Maybe I won't kill you right away.

Maybe I'll keep you alive a little while.

Yeah.

Because I'm gonna f*** you.

No.

Ha-ha-ha.

Shut up, just shut up!

And then my three boys

are gonna f*** you.

No.

(SOBBING)

MAYNARD:

And then when we're done...

...I'm gonna cut your titties off

as a souvenir.

LITA:

Oh, God.

(MAYNARD LAUGHING)

MAYNARD:

You run away.

That makes it more fun.

(CHUCKLES)

You run, little girl.

Because I'm coming to get you.

MAYNARD:
Well, now, looks like

we've come full circle, huh, sheriff?

I love irony.

Don't you?

They'll find you.

On, I highly doubt that.

We're just fixing to leave town.

I hope you burn in hell.

Well, now, sorry to disappoint,

but you're the one that's gonna burn.

All right, boys, that will do it.

Now, sheriff,

out of the kindness of my heart...

...I am offering you a choice...

...which is real gentleman-like of me,

don't you think?

F*** you.

Oh. Heh, heh.

A fighter to the end, huh?

Admirable.

Now...

...as I am a man of mercy, let me explain

to you what is happening here.

I am gonna duct tape this shotgun

to your mouth...

...and I have attached a wire

to the trigger...

...which is also attached to your foot.

So that when you come down

off your tippy-toes...

...the wire is gonna pull the trigger.

Essentially, I am offering you a way out,

sheriff.

If I were you, I would take it...

...because burning to death

is one painful way to die.

You son of a b*tch.

(LAUGHS)

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

Tick tock, sheriff.

Gotta go.

There, that ought to do it.

Now, all you have to do...

...is let go.

Heels to the floor and:

Boom.

No more.

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Oh, you don't need to thank me, sheriff.

You hang on in there, huh?

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOT)

All right, let's get out of here.

(SOBBING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Stop.

Stop. Please.

Stop.

Help me.

Please help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Please help me.

Oh, please.

Oh, thank God you stopped.

They killed my friends.

You need to call the police

before they kill the sheriff, please.

Please help me.

Oh, thank God.

Thank God.

Welcome home, Lita.

No!

Ha-ha-ha!

No!

(THREE FINGER CACKLING)

(LITA SCREAMING)

No!

No!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Tonight you're so far away from home

You don't wanna be here

But I can't let you go

'Cause time was never on your side

And it never will be

'Cause tonight you're mine

And I just wanna storm

But I know I never will

I'm just what you made me to be

And I wanna let you go

I wanna set you free

So just say "mercy"

We've wasted so much time

And time is what you plead for

But I can't give in

'Cause I'm the only one that can

Save you from the dark side

But I won't let go

And I just wanna storm

But I know I never will

I'm just what you made me to be

And I wanna let you go

I wanna set you free

So just say "mercy"

Can you let me go?

Can you spare my soul?

Can you save my life?

Can you say "mercy"?

(CHEETAH WHORES'

"FORMALDEHYDE" PLAYING)

I'm getting on with life

Now that we're dead

Got a collection

Where I keep your severed head

I'm still hanging around

With your ghost

Yeah, I took the notch off

The bedpost

Liked it better when we were walking

But I hated all that talking

Now when I stop and think of you

My mind starts floating in

Formaldehyde

Formaldehyde

Formaldehyde

My mind starts floating in

Formaldehyde

And I'm still floating in

Formaldehyde

My mind starts floating in

Formaldehyde

And I'm still floating in

Now my girls don't wanna play

I let a good one get away

Liked it better when we were walking

But I hated all that talking

Now when I stop and think of you

My mind starts floating in

Formaldehyde

Formaldehyde

Formaldehyde

Formaldehyde

(English - US - PSDH)

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