Extinction Page #4
You always liked a second cookie
in the morning.
The second cookie was for doggy.
Honey, please.
What's gonna happen
when you're real old?
Will I have to ask permission
to go out then too?
I'm tired of living my life locked up.
I've never been out of this house.
You never let me do anything.
I wanna go pick new flowers for my mom.
- If you're afraid, I'll go myself.
- Can't go out. Can't go outside.
Those things...
I don't know what they are,
but, honey, the monsters are back.
But they're flowers for Mom.
I bet the neighbour would do it.
Are you there, Patrick?
Answer, Patrick.
Who are you?
Patrick, are you there?
Patrick?
Who the f*** are you?
Patrick, the time is now.
You got your rifle ready last night.
The decision's been made.
I am not a murderer.
I am not going to kill Jack.
Yes, you are.
Don't you dare turn your back on me.
- Shut up.
- No, you shut up.
Don't make me hurt you.
You had the balls to let Emma die...
and now you feel bad
for that son of a b*tch, you piece of sh*t.
Candy ass.
You don't even have the balls
What will happen to the girl?
Lu, there are no flowers left.
Then I won't call a truce.
But I found these.
Even better. Now they won't droop.
Thank you.
Thanks for watching, bunny.
I'll be back soon.
Promise.
Lu?
Lu?
Lu.
No.
No, no.
Wait. Over here. Hey.
Lu, baby?
Oh, honey.
Look at me, baby. Look at me.
Lu?
Lu?
Lu?
Lu?
Where the hell you going
this time of night?
It's the creature that attacked you.
Think there'll be more?
Who are you?
I've been keeping watch with binoculars.
- What are you doing?
- There's no sign of them.
Check this out. Thought the f***er
would bleed out and die.
Tell me where Lu is, Patrick.
F***ing sealed up the wounds
in just a few hours.
We thought they were dying,
but they're evolving.
They adapted to their environment.
Teeth.
Claws.
Hard skin for resisting cold.
Evolution like that
takes millions of years.
It took this thing nine.
- What happened to Lu?
- It's not all bad.
Neither one of us got infected.
The contagious strain is gone.
Gives us a fighting chance, right?
Totally blind.
Locate their prey by sound alone.
Don't know how many are out there.
- We're gonna have to be ready.
- What happened to Lu?
How long before this thing
starves to death?
Couple of weeks, a month.
These f***ers are tougher than the first.
Where's Lu, Patrick?
Daddy?
- How did you...? You okay, Lu?
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay, baby.
- Patrick took care of me.
- It's okay. It's okay, baby.
- I'm fine.
- Are you hurt? Let me look at you.
- I'm... I'm okay.
- It's okay, baby.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
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