Black Creek Page #2

These racists because I'm

driving a girl car and I'm

a Pilipino, he probably

thinks I have drugs!

F***in' hillbilly town, they're

f***in' just racist as sh*t.

When he comes over I'm

gonna be like, "look, b*tch,

"you better back off 'cause

I didn't do sh*t wrong."

Hello, officer.

[Sheriff] That's Sheriff

to you, not officer.

Oh sorry, Sheriff.

Driving a little

fast, weren't we?

We've got a lot of

accidents around here.

[Driver] Of course, we

weren't speeding, were we?

Pop the trunk

for me please, sir.

- Yes, sir.

- Step out of the car.

Show me your license.

We have a kid gone

missing in the woods,

doing some routine stops.

Okay, well uh, I can assure

you I wouldn't put a dead body

in the trunk with my girlfriend

in the car. (chuckles)

That would be weird.

We get all sorts around here,

sir, where are you headed?

Oh, we're just

heading to Illinois.

Through the woods?

Highway's that way.

We thought we'd

take the scenic route.

Be careful, son.

We had a couple like you

round here last year,

who drove too fast, skidded

off the road, hit a tree.

By the time we found them, well,

the wolves hadn't left

much for us to examine.

Have a nice day.

Thanks, Sheriff, you too.

I told him off, baby, I

was like, "little b*tch."

Huh?

- You didn't.

- I did, I told him off.

(eerie electronic music)

(distorted radio chatter)

- Sheriff Wanner?

- Go ahead, Williams.

Nothing out here

except city kids

looking for a highway to sex.

[Williams] I think we

have an ID on the dead male.

Looks like he's Paul Jones.

Well, that's something.

I remember that name.

[Williams] Yeah, recently

released by the DOC.

Multiple state sex

offender, but it gets worse.

[Wanner] What do you mean?

[Williams] Apparently he teamed

up inside with some psycho

with serious mental issues.

We have security surveillance

on the two of them together

shortly before the

disappearance of Cathy.

Do you have any idea

where they're staying?

Yeah, I'm just getting

that address now.

I'm putting some officers

together to go over there.

Get me the address,

I'll meet you there.

(ominous tones)

(man and woman laugh)

Where you goin', huh?

Where you goin'?

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

(man chuckles)

(ominous chord)

- Todd, wait!

- What?

I saw a kid.

(chuckles) Lorna,

you're just being spacey

because of the sheriff, come on.

No, I saw something.

Go look.

(Todd chuckles)

(suspenseful music)

Hello.

Here, kid.

Kiddie, kiddie, kiddie.

You know, your mom and

dad miss you, I think.

This is ridiculous,

Lorna, there's no kid.

Lorna.

Lorna, where are you?

[Lorna] I'm over here.

[Todd] What're you

doing over there?

Look.

That's a sh*t-ton

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