10 Cloverfield Lane Page #3

Wasn't like fireworks,

No, it was more this like something

your read about in the bible.

So what you saw was a flashing light?

Lightning?

- Fire that cleared up?

- I'm not .. explaining it right.

This wasn't like anything I've ever seen.

Right here,

Above us.

Did you hear someone?

Right above us.

That's impossible.

- The, the air, is ..

- What, it's contaminated?

- How do you know that?

- Because I told him.

Dinner's ready.

I see you two are getting along?

How's that sauce?

- It's fine,

- As cooks go, I'm okay.

Not great, but okay.

Megan was a good cook.

You'll learn a little cooking.

It's delicious.

It's the best sauce I ever tasted.

Are you being funny?

No, I mean ..

Considering the alternative,

which is, you know..

Get burned up in a chemical

attack, or nuclear ..

I say being alive, and down here is ..

It's made a fried turd taste

pretty good, so..

Best damn sauce I ever had.

And you point, and please watch

your language at the table.

Right.

You know what I haven't been able to

get out of my head, for some reason.

Ever since I got down here,

Tatoos.

I always wanted one.

But I never got any. Because

everyone always said, nah,

no, Emmett you'll never get

a decent job if you got it.

Whatever

Like that matters now, right?

Tell you what, I had know this was coming,

I'd gotten like 50 of them.

That's where I'm at.

I would look like a circus

freak or something. I would

just be covered. Head to

toe, tattoos all over ..

Everywhere, face, shirt, right there.

Across my forehead.

Just my name, Emmett.

Or, you know..

"Thug Life"

- 'YOLO'

I don't even know what

that means, but, I hear

people saying it all the time.

So it must be cool.

Hey, what about you, Howard?

Anything you wish you'd done?

In all honesty, no.

No?

No crazy nights in Vegas?,

Maybe, ah, take a pilgrimage to Waco?

Everything I wanted to do, I did.

I focused on being prepared.

And I was.

And here we are.

Oh, my goodness..

Is that Monopoly?

There we go.

Yeah, that's how we kill the time.

I mean, what you say? We're going to be

down here like what, a year, two, three?

Bet you if we started a game right now,

we might even get halfway finished..

Stop talking!

You don't need to make jokes about how

long we're going to be down here.

When nobody knows how

long that's going to be.

You humor is not funny.

I don't appreciate it while I'm trying

to eat, and neither does Michelle.

Now please shut up, and

let us eat in peace.

Emmett?

Pass me a napkin.

I know what you're saying.

I never could finish Monopoly.

That game really does take forever, right?

For me though, it was .. hmm,

'Chutes, and Ladders'. Ahmm,

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