Primal Rage Page #2
Say, are you
part of this vast
Indian-Bigfoot
conspiracy?
Nope.
Nickel Pete says I
should know all about it.
Thought I was
missing out on something.
Nickel Pete
might be right.
Maybe there's something
to those Oh-Mah stories.
You're taking sides
with Nickel Pete?
traditions, I guess so.
So you're saying you
would call on Nickel Pete
as an expert
reliable witness?
Uh, no.
Then what the
hell are you saying?
I'm saying we shouldn't
ignore the Oh-Mah legends
Nickel Pete or
no Nickel Pete.
[turns coffee
maker on]
Sheriff?
I think you're
smoking something
other than tobacco
in that peace pipe
bong of
yours, Deputy.
What's this, Nell?
911 call, no
name or nothing.
Aw, Hell's monkeys, I
was just out this way.
Call if you
need backup.
Yeah, I will.
I'll use the radio.
Because smoke signals
don't work so
well in the rain.
[laughing]
Don't fall and
break your hip.
You're lucky I
let you wear a gun.
[grunting
and gasping]
Okay.
Your lighter... I
need your lighter.
Come on,
come on.
Come on... please.
[crying]
Please... light.
Oh, my God.
Come on,
fire... yes.
Here we go.
Okay.
Okay, we're
almost there.
Okay...
[shivering]
There was an easier way
to get my clothes off.
[laughing]
Not with you.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
What have
we got here?
[ominous music]
Nellibell, I'm at the
location of the 911 call
about a hundred yards
north of Marker 23
on the highway.
You call Nelson,
you tell him to get
over here with a winch
and about a hundred
feet of cable ASAP.
Lickety-split.
[ominous music]
Max:
In the morningwe'll set things right,
okay? I'll get you
back to Jameson.
Where is Jameson?
He's at mom's.
Poor guy.
Stop.
It's worse
than prison.
No.
I didn't know what
was going to happen.
I thought we'd either
be yelling at each other
all night or we'd
be shacked up
in a hotel
room somewhere.
[laughing]
Whatever it was,
it wasn't this.
I mean, what's
our next move?
What are we
gonna do?
You got me here
to protect you...
defensive prison
techniques and all.
So, this shiv
business...
It's a
legitimate thing.
Who told
you that?
My cellmate.
Legend has it he shanked
about a dozen guys
back in the day.
Please tell me you
didn't shank anyone.
No, I couldn't
hurt anybody else.
Not after all
that's happened.
It was an
accident, Max.
No... no,
it wasn't.
But we'll get
you back, okay?
We'll get us back to
Jameson and then we'll,
uh... we'll make sure
everything's alright,
okay? I promise.
Hey... look at me.
You gotta trust
me, okay?
I trust you.
Let's get this
on the road.
Ashley Carr.
Ashley Carr...
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