Cell Page #3

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have to put aside

their finer sensibilities.

If they can't,

they're gonna die.

( pounding on door )

Woman:

Hello?

- She sound normal?

- Hello?

- Please, someone be there.

- Are you normal?

What do you think?

Open the damn door.

( panting )

- Okay.

- I live upstairs.

Yeah, I've seen you before.

I'm Clay.

- Tom.

- I'm Alice.

I think you guys

should close the blinds.

I don't think that's smart.

You guys should

close the blinds.

I don't think it's gonna

be good if somebody sees

us in here.

He's gonna close them.

Tom, you close them.

See, he's closing them.

- Are you hurt?

- What do you mean,

am I hurt?

Are you physically injured?

Can I help you?

( crying )

I killed my mom.

I killed my mom.

I want to get out

of this dress because

it really smells.

Like blood and sweat

and my mom's perfume.

My girlfriend

might have left some jeans.

I think they'd

just about fit you.

And I have pajamas.

I have plenty of pajamas.

Okay?

Yeah, I'm just tired.

Here, do you want

to maybe...

There's still

some hot water if you

want to take a shower.

Uh-huh, okay.

Thank you.

( thunder rumbles )

( purring )

Clay:

Listen, Tom,

I'm gonna head north

to Kent Pond in the morning

as soon as it gets light.

I think you and Alice should

probably come with me.

Clay, I'm really sorry

about your family.

Don't be sorry

because there's nothing

to be sorry about yet.

My kid had a cell phone,

but he never made calls.

He just texted, you know?

Liked games.

But my wife,

she had one and I called her

right before it happened.

When I met you.

So I don't know

if she was on it.

I just want you

to know I'm real glad

I ran into you today, Tom.

( door opens )

You okay?

Oh, um, I found

these in your pocket.

Hope you don't mind.

No, no, no, no.

Here, maybe

drink something.

- No.

- Do you want

something to eat?

No.

If you guys go somewhere,

can I come with you?

Hoping you'd say that.

Clay:

Definitely.

Yeah.

I'm gonna try

and get some rest now.

Yeah, we'll be here.

Yeah.

So...

some kind

of terrorist attack

or some sh*t,

do you think?

I don't know, man.

Well, whoever it was,

us three are like bugs

who had the dumb luck

to avoid the stomp

of the giant's foot.

( phone ringing )

( ringing stops )

( snarling )

( shouting )

They're like birds.

They're acting like

a flock of birds.

Tom:

Well, I don't like it.

I don't like this flocking

thing at all.

I mean, whatever it is,

I've just got to get

to Kent Pond

and find out

about my wife and son.

If you guys

don't want to come,

I totally get it.

( growling )

- ( snarling )

- ( Alice gasps )

( dog barking )

Hold up.

Hold up.

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