Wyrmwood: Road of the Dead Page #3

There's one way to find out.

Let's get him out of there.

Alright, Kel,

give it a crank now.

Oh, f***!

Come on!

You beauty.

Good on ya, Neville.

If we can get that truck inside,

we can definitely hook him up.

Drive the f*** out of here.

That's gonna be

a mission but, eh?

And it's doable.

We need to armor up.

Big time.

F*** ya.

They're goin' for it!

Ready?

- Born ready.

- Alright. Let's do this.

Come on you f***in' zombies!

I'm out!

Same!

F***! It bit it off! That

thing bit me f***ing nose off!

Frankie, how does it look, mate?

Is me nose gone?

Is it bit off? Tell me, Frankie.

Yeah, there's not much

nose left, mate.

Kel!

- What is it?

- Your f***in' eyes, mate!

What... what about me f***in'

eyes, Frankie? What's up with 'em?

Move out of the way, Frank.

Wait! Wait!

What're you f***in' doing?

- He's gonna turn any second.

- He's a mate!

Get some f***ing rope, Frank!

This is bullshit.

What the f*** is that?

Well, this my friend,

is a gas-powered harpoon.

I built it for a mate,

so he can hunt sharks in Perth.

Is that thing legal?

Don't be stupid.

Does it work?

I'd move out of the way

if I were you.

F*** me! Bull's eye!

Once that door goes up,

that's it. We're on our way.

Has everyone got

everything they need?

Yep.

- Ready as we're gonna be.

- Righto.

Wait a minute!

Frank?

Yeah, mate?

Did you turn the stove off?

Right.

Let it rip, Benny.

Hey!

What the f*** do you think

you're doing?

He f***ing kicked me

in the balls!

Get him up on the wall and

get out of my lab, you moron!

You call me a moron again,

I'll f***ing drop ya.

By which you'll be demonstrating

your superior intellect.

Good comeback!

These people!

Honestly!

Oi!

Should we stop for petrol?

I need to piss.

I need to piss.

You're gonna have to wait, mate.

Barry..

That means pull the truck over

so I can urinate.

Can't you hold on?

We're nearly there.

Just be quick.

Mate, take the rifle.

Frank, I'm just taking

a piss, mate.

Take the f***in' rifle.

F***.

I can't hold the rifle

and my massive cock

at the same time, Frank.

But if you want to come out and hold

one of 'em, I'll be flattered mate!

F*** off!

Come on, Benny. Hurry up.

Don't pressure me, Barry.

It's getting dark out here.

Whoa.

Hurry up, Benny.

What the f***!

Get back in the truck,

you f***ing idiot!

So what did you learn?

- Never get out of the truck!

- Let's get out of here.

Are you, uh, gonna put

your cock away first?

No!

Alright.

Oh, you're f***ing joking!

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

They're not making any gas.

He's empty you reckon?

Nah, he's not empty.

Have a look at him.

Last night was Neville

breathing the gas?

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