Axe Giant: The Wrath of Paul Bunyan Page #6

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this female counselor up there...

She seemed all right...

But what do you know

About this instructor,

this sergeant Hoke guy?

- Abner Hoke?

That guy's crazy.

He ought to be in jail.

He killed a kid up there

last year.

- Killed a kid?

Are you serious?

- Yup.

They worked him to death.

- Hey, dad, can you go wait

on the other customers?

- They already got fresh drinks.

- Are these f***ing quarters

up there?

- You're f***ing cheating.

- Chill out.

- No, I mean

the paying customers over there.

- Hello.

- I'm going.

I'm headed that way.

Relax.

Just relax.

- Is that really what happened?

- No.

Look, a kid got heat stroke,

But, you know,

he had a heart condition

That no one knew about,

and he's okay now.

I'm sure c. B. Will be fine.

- Yeah.

Maybe you're right.

Just being a little

overprotective, I guess.

- Just a little bit.

- Well, thanks, Mel.

I'll see you around.

- Hey, ray.

Why don't you stop by

after work and have a drink?

On the house.

- You know, that's no way

to turn a profit.

- Oh.

(Chuckles)

- If you can't keep up,

Ill leave you behind.

- Move out, s. T.U.M.P.S.

Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.

- (Growls)

(Heavy footsteps and breathing)

(Growling inquisitively)

(Roaring)

- Is that a mountain lion?

- I don't think so.

- Mountain lions

are not my list today.

Move out!

- (Roaring)

- Hey!

Chicken little, give me that.

That's mine.

- (Laughs)

(Heavy footsteps and breathing)

- All right, s. T.U.M.P.S,

we can soft peddle it from here.

It's approximately three miles

back to the cabin.

It'll take 43 minutes,

28 seconds.

- Thank you for that

very important piece of info.

- And sunset will be in t-Minus

42 minutes and 110 hours.

(Phone beeps)

- (Laughs)

(Beeps)

- Hey, I got one.

(Pounding noise in distance)

(Noise approaching)

(Heavy footsteps)

- What?

- (Growls)

- Run!

All:
oh!

- (Groans)

- (Whimpering)

- (Growling)

- Sh*t.

- Run! Run!

Move out! Run!

Move out! Move out!

- Come on!

- (Growling)

- (Grunts)

- (Roars)

(Growling)

Quick now!

Back to the cabin!

Move, move, move, move, move!

- Come on.

- Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Hurry up.

- Let's go.

- (Panting)

- Hey, look out.

Move, move, move, move, move.

No, no, no, no, ladies,

don't stop now.

We're almost home.

We're almost home.

Oh!

Go, go!

- (Screams)

- (Grunts)

- (Growls)

- (Yelps)

(Grunts)

Sam, no! No!

You go get those kids

off this mountain!

Get back to the cabin!

Now!

Now!

Hey.

Hey!

Yeah, you.

When I get up, I swear to god,

Ill shove that ax handle

So far up your ass

you're gonna sh*t splinters

Till Christmas!

- What the hell was that thing?

- Come on, Rosa.

Come on, come on.

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