Firestarter Page #2

That's right. That's right.

Now...

We've got to go on.

Single file. Just like the Indians.

And keep as far over

to the side of the road as you can, OK?

I seen them both.

This guy looked kinda sick, or something.

- Are you OK?

- So far, so good, baby. You getting tired?

- Nope.

Daddy, I feel those bad men

from The Shop around again.

OK. Come on.

OK, sweetheart, come on.

Head up Route 70.

Oh, Daddy.

Daddy, get up.

Daddy, wake up.

Daddy? Daddy?

Are you all right?

- I thought you were dead.

- Are you kidding?

Think I'd do that to you?

You're all I've got in this world.

But I'm happy about that

cos I'm crazy about you.

I'm crazy about you too, Daddy.

Come on. We gotta find a place to sleep.

We can afford it now.

- I burned him.

- Rest, sweetheart.

You didn't hurt him. You controlled it.

Shh...

OK, Charlie.

Now, let it out. Easy does it.

Let it go.

Attagirl.

Attagirl. OK.

Now pull it back.

Pull it back, Charlie.

Pull it back, Charlie.

Good Lord.

Now, you've got to learn to control that.

You gotta try real hard. OK?

- I couldn't help it.

- Tomorrow. She's tired.

Time for bed.

You can try again at breakfast.

- I wanna do that again.

- No, tomorrow.

I'm not tired. I wanna do it again.

- I said no.

- Again. Now!

I'm sorry, Mommy. I didn't mean it.

Well, you did it. You hurt your mother.

- I'm sorry, Mommy.

- It's all right. Mommy's all right.

Charlie, you have got to control this thing

because it's a bad thing,

you understand me? A bad thing.

- Leave her alone. It's not her fault.

- Hello?

- Sorry.

- Hung up again?

- Whoever it is.

We know who they are and they wanna

make sure we're staying right here.

Vicky? Charlie?

I'm home.

Sweetheart?

Vicky!

Oh...

Oh, no.

Oh, no. Please, please, God.

Please don't be here.

Please don't...

Oh, no! Please, no, no!

Oh, no! Babe! Oh, what did they do?

What did they do?

They put this in your mouth.

Where's Charlie? Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Joan, by any chance is my daughter with you?

Hold her!

OK, that's far enough.

Drop the gun.

Drop it.

Bring her to me.

You're blind.

My eyes!

You too, you son of a b*tch.

You killed my wife. You're blind.

My eyes!

Oh, my God! Leon!

- Andy!

- My eyes!

Joan.

Go back inside the house.

You won't remember any of this.

- Leon!

- Oh, God!

My eyes! Son of a b*tch!

Can't see!

- Wake up, baby. It's time to move on.

- Morning.

- Elaine. Morning, Josie.

- Good morning.

Jamieson called in. No word yet

on the McGees. He'll ring later.

Put him right through when he does.

And Rainbird is in your office.

- When did he get back?

- This morning.

- Morning, Kenny.

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