Standoff Page #2

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F*** you, farmer Jim!

You're alone out here on the frontier.

No friends! No family!

No cops! No help at all!

This the wild west, son!

The wild f***ing west!

There ain't no guards

coming out here to save your ass!

It's just you and me

and 'em murderer crows

waiting to pick over our dead bones!

So, you take a breather.

You let that sink in.

But don't take too long, yeah?

Wouldn't want to get too much blood

all over your white trash finest.

I need your help.

I want you to go to the bathroom and get

the first aid kit. It's under the sink, go.

Come to Papa.

Alright, set it down. Open it up.

Come here.

You're going to help me, okay?

Okay.

Now, get it real hot, okay?

Just hold it on there.

Alright, let's put it down. Don't look.

More.

Alright, more, more, more. Come on.

Okay.

You're supposed to swallow them.

Not when it hurts as bad as I do.

Go in the other room.

In a box, there are some light bulbs,

okay? Bring me all of them.

And some... water. Bring me some water.

I said all of them, go.

Towels, bring me some towels.

The bathroom, go. Go.

Please.

Good.

Ain't no farmer.

Now, even if we're not here, we'll hear him

if he tries to climb the upstairs.

Cool. What's the water for?

For drinking.

You want some?

So what's your name?

Isabelle. But everyone

calls me Bird, I don't like it though.

Bird?

How'd you get a colorful name like that?

My dad gave it to me.

My mom said he started calling me

his little bird when I was real small

'cause I never wanted to eat.

He died, though.

They both did.

Car crash.

Car.

I'm sorry.

How did you get into this mess anyway?

- He shot Roger at the cemetery.

- Roger?

Aunt Jane's boyfriend.

Jesus. I'm sorry.

You apologize a lot for someone

who didn't do anything wrong.

No. I just, you know,

it's too bad your uncle's dead.

Wasn't my uncle.

I should've been nicer to him.

He's a monster.

He's no monster. Hey.

Don't give him the satisfaction.

He's no monster.

Yes, he is.

You're all alone?

Those big companies moved in and...

this whole valley's a graveyard.

Crops are alive. Houses are dead.

There's nobody here but scarecrows.

And you.

And me.

How many bullets you have?

Just one.

That's it? You don't have anymore

packed in a box or something.

I'm afraid not.

Last shell in the house.

Don't worry.

He doesn't know that.

Can we go out the window?

I may not ever make it with this leg,

you can climb out on your own.

But I won't be there to protect you,

that's just what he wants.

Now we're stuck here

until help comes or...

he leaves.

Thank you.

No, don't mention it, Isabelle.

Just... just doing what's right.

Call me Bird if you want.

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