Tucker and Dale vs Evil Page #3
You know what I mean?
- I'm not... I...
- All I'm saying is...
I'm glad that we have this chance
to get to know each other better.
Chad, you're drunk.
That's a good thing.
It lowers my inhibitions.
OK, uh...
- Come on, stop.
- Why?
Why? Why stop?
We're perfect for each other.
Let's talk about this later.
I'm gonna go catch up with everyone.
Come on, Allie. Come on...
Oh, it's so cold!
Here we go!
What's that all about?
I don't know,
but I think we should go check it out.
No. No, Tuck, you know what?
don't really want to see us right now.
- Yeah, I kind of want to see them.
- No, no.
What the hell are you doing?
- Damn it, Dale!
- What?
I'm not gonna go around
one more time with you on this.
- OK.
- Hush.
Whoo-hoo! I love camping!
Look.
Oh.
- Tucker!
- Shush!
God damn it, Dale!
What the hell is the matter with you?
Me? What did I do?
When you see a college girl prancing
around in front of you half-naked,
- you do not yell out my name.
- Well, you were being a Peeping Tom.
You are hopeless,
do you know that? You're hopeless.
She didn't come up yet.
- Tuck, paddle.
- Oh, Jesus.
Hey! Lady?
Hey, lady!
- Where'd she go, Tuck?
- Whoa, whoa, Dale!
Help me get her in the boat! Come on!
Get her legs!
Oh! No!
- Hey, we got your friend!
- Oh, God!
They got Allison! Come on!
Hey!
We got your friend! Why the hell
are they running away? Hey!
Doesn't matter, Tucker, we gotta get her
back to the cabin. Come on, let's row.
- Sh*t!
- Oh, man.
Sh*t.
Chad! Chad!
The hillbillies...
- What hillbillies?
- From the store!
They captured Allison!
Allie!
Oh, God! No.
- No, please! No, please, don't...
- Don't...don't cry.
Please don't cut me open!
Oh! It's the pancakes! You hate pancakes!
I'll go make you something else. I'll just...
Doesn't like pancakes.
Should have asked her if she liked
pancakes. Big fat stupid idiot!
Pa... Pancakes?
Allison!
I don't understand.
Where do you think they took her?
- Maybe they took her to the hospital.
- You don't get it, do you?
Chuck, tell him what you saw.
Well, it was really dark,
but it looked like one of the guys was...
like...eating her face off.
That is so disgusting.
Not to sound too clich,
but shouldn't we go to the police?
And just leave Allison with them?
If they already ate her,
what difference does it make?
We don't need the police.
We can handle this on our own.
What if I go? It's my dad's truck.
He told me I was the only one allowed to drive it.
Fine. You wanna go, Chuck? Then just go.
OK, awesome.
I'll be back in a jiffy, I swear.
That's such bullshit.
Why does he get to go?
Hey, guys!
You better come look at this.
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