The Phoenix Incident Page #2

Keeyah! Alright?!

You can do cool sh*t

like this... Pow!

Captain F***in' Magic, right?

- Uh, Glenn had mounted this

camera to the front of his bike

and actually one to his helmet,

too;

the best we could do

at the time, you know.

But, like,

he recorded everything,

he managed to get every stunt

way before Go Pros or,

you know, any of the sh*t

we have now.

Glenn was, um,

never scared of sh*t.

He was just fearless.

Oh ho-ho.

- And you do realize how

ridiculous you look in all this,

right?

- You look ridic... F*** you!

- He saved up his own money

to buy his cameras.

He filmed stunts, tricks,

anything you could film.

He was pointing that thing

at something.

F*** yeah! Whoo!

- When they disappeared

it was...

it was like life just stopped.

They were so fun and...

and full of life.

- You find me attractive!

- I think, that's my foot.

And then they were just gone.

Oh, you son of a b*tch.

Hey... you son of a b*tch!

So you are the best alarm clock

of all.

I know.

Alright, let's do this!

It's D-Day, motherfuckers!

Shut up! Shut up.

- Hey, are you sure you got

enough food for this weekend?

- Yeah, I got...

I got everything we need.

- I don't wanna eat bologna

and beer every day.

- No, I know. I know.

It'll be fine,

don't worry about it.

- Where are we

even f***in' going?

- Look, here, we can just...

We're right here...

- Why do we even have

to go that far?

Why can't we just, like,

hit a bar, or a...

- I'm not taking you to...

to 'Nam or anything...

- I just don't wanna get bit

by a f***in' rattlesnake.

- Look, I'm doing this

as much for you

as I am for him, come on.

F***!

Yeah, I hear you! God dang.

Hey, hey, hey!

- What's up, man?!

- Ready? Whattup?!

- Look at Jacob, looking good,

buddy. Where's Ryan?

What? He's still asleep.

Sh-shh!

Whoo!

Give me some! Give me some!

Get the f*** outta here!

- Yeah, I know. No, I f***ed it

up on that last jump,

it's not gonna zoom anymore.

- Oh, sh*t.

- It'll be fine, though,

I just can't zoom.

- It'll be great!

- "B*tches!"

Aw, man, if we don't get out

of here this day

it's 'cause of YOU, you...

What's the problem?

- The zipper's stuck.

- No, it's not. Hold on.

- Leather.

- Smells like victory.

- Leather!

So good.

So good.

- Out, out, out!

- Out, out, out!

One! Two! Three!

- After you.

- Oh, thank you, love.

- I mean, for years,

they told us it was over.

You know, they couldn't

explain the reports,

the bone fragments,

the lack of evidence.

How good do I look? Huh?

- No one would help us.

I mean, if... if our boys are

dead, where are the bodies?

You guys look great.

- But no parent should have

to outlive their kid.

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