It Comes at Night Page #2

I know that.

I know that

you want to believe him.

Is that wrong?

We just gotta be smart about it,

we can't be emotional...

I'm not being emotional.

He knows where we live now.

We can't just let him go.

The more people we have here,

the better we can defend it.

He found us,

other people will too.

They could bring

the animals here.

We wouldn't have to

just trade for them.

It's the smartest option.

I'm not bringing anyone back

here until I know they're not

sick.

It took bud less than a day

to show signs.

I'll wait there three

to be certain.

- You be strong.

- Yeah.

Don't go outside

unless you absolutely have to.

And if I don't come back...

Don't come looking for me.

I'm going to try to help

you and your family.

Thank you.

But if you're lying to me...

I will kill you.

- Understand?

- Yes, sir.

C'mon.

- Have you ride in the back.

- Okay.

When we're out on the road...

Keep your eyes open

for anything.

All right.

Are we good?

We're good.

We're good.

- You give me directions.

- Yep.

Keep going straight!

Stay on this!

Oh f***, f***...

Get your hands down!

Get back!

Get back! Get up!

Wait!

You didn't have to shoot him

right away!

What are you talking about?

They came after us!

F***!

Do you know this guy?

Huh?

Do you know him?

You said you traveled 80 miles,

you didn't see a f***ing thing!

And we barely get 10

and this f***ing happens!

I've never seen this guy

before in my life!

I nearly killed him myself!

Why'd you tell me

not to shoot him?

Because we coulda got

information from him!

He coulda been part

of a bigger group nearby.

Christ!

I ain't lying to you!

F***!

Ah, f***.

- What's your name?

- Huh?

Your name?

What's your name?

Will.

Okay, will...

There's a mask and gloves

in the bag.

You better put them on.

And wash

your f***ing hands, too.

F***!

Oh, f***...

- Anything?

- No, nothing.

I gotta check the other guy.

We gotta be quick.

- Spare in the trunk?

- Yeah.

How you doin'?

Hey, Stanley?

How you doin', buddy?

- Mom!

- What?

Mom, it's dad!

It's dad, he's back, he's okay!

Slow down.

Hey...

Come on, it's okay.

Hey.

- Hello dad.

- Are you okay?

Yeah, we had a little trouble.

Talk to you about it later.

Sarah, Travis...

This is will...

His wife, Kim,

and their son, Andrew.

- Hello.

- Hi.

This is my wife, Sarah,

and my son, Travis.

Hi.

- How you doin'?

- All right.

You doin' okay?

- Yeah.

- Good as can be.

All right, well...

Let's get everything unloaded,

and show you the house.

- Maybe have a wash-up.

- Yeah.

When we're inside the house,

the door to the back room

stays closed and locked,

the one you came through.

And the door leading

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