Eight Hours of Terror Page #5

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Who cares about you?

I beg you, save my Kazuko!

Please.

Move.

On your feet.

Please don't.

- Shut your face.

- Please don't do this.

You can give me a hand.

I'll do anything. Just don't kill me.

She just tried to kill herself

and now she's asking for mercy.

Shut your face and listen!

Please don't kill me.

Just shut up and do it.

Stay back, you!

It's a mountain cabin,

not a police post.

- She's right.

- Shut up!

You keep talking.

The cops may be there, she said.

But if not,

you two will be baby killers.

Please, just let them save the baby.

If there are cops there,

I'll handle them.

You've got guts, girl!

Start on the baby again.

What will happen to us?

The cops will be there.

- Still not there?

- Just round that corner.

See that? Not a cop in sight!

Look! There's a jeep.

Now shut up.

Speak and the baby dies.

Watch it!

Everybody calm down.

- What are you doing?

- Sabu, no!

He's almost there.

Shut up or you're dead.

Hello, there.

Hello. If you don't mind,

I'll have a smoke.

An unscheduled bus?

These people are trying

to meet the Tokyo train.

They got stuck at the station.

Good work, my man.

Nothing out of the ordinary

on the road?

- Want a cigarette?

- No, thanks.

The bridge at Okusawa

needs repairs.

No sign of two strange men?

A couple of gangsters on the loose.

No, we haven't seen anyone like that.

If we haven't seen them by now,

they'll be somewhere else.

They could be anywhere

in these mountains.

- Robbing banks would be easier.

- For sure.

Any landslides up ahead?

Not when we came through.

We'd better get going.

We'll miss the train.

Sorry to hold you up.

Take care on the road.

Quick, do something

to stop her crying.

What's going on here?

Oh, it's a little baby.

What's wrong with it, ma'am?

Detective!

We'd like to arrest

her philandering husband.

I'm afraid that's out of my jurisdiction.

Thank you.

Car 7, this is headquarters.

Bank robbers are still on the run.

Shut it off now!

Hey, anything wrong?

Shut the damn thing off!

Get inside!

What the hell? Are you a pervert?

Stupid cops.

Hey, Bro, we're stuck.

All the damn mud.

Leave the kid here.

- Where are you going?

- I'm not pushing.

I don't care who you are, you push.

Let me tell you...

I'll lure one away,

you men take out the other one.

Stop whispering!

It's been three hours on the bus.

I need to do something.

- Go do it over there.

- No privacy.

Leave it to me.

- You gonna push it, or not?

- Yes, of course.

You know,

I fancied you from the start.

You and me could run off

and split the money.

What do you say?

Come on, we'll be in it together.

It's your best option.

You think about it!

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