Final Girl Page #5

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What do you guys

normally do out here?

We talk,

tell stories,

play games.

Veronica.

- Wouldn't you, like to play a game?

- Absolutely.

But first,

does anyone want a drink?

So.

Are you ready for a game?

- Depends on the game.

- Truth or Dare.

It's my favorite.

Well, we play this game

a little differently.

You pick a 'dare' out of

the bag that Daniel has.

You choose truth

or you do the dare.

But if you pick the same 'dare'

twice, you have to do it.

Okay.

Truth.

The worst thing

you've ever done.

First time I went hunting.

- What were you after?

- Rabbits.

I was 10 when my Dad

gave me my first .22 .

It was a big deal.

Our first hunt together.

I was already a pretty good shot,

so when I saw the rabbit, I nailed it.

But I hadn't quite

finished the job.

I hit it in

it's hindquarters,

so it was limping

and it kept going.

So, my Dad

pulls out his buck knife,

tells me to go

finish the job.

I must have followed that thing

a quarter mile before I found it.

He looked up at me,

and I made the stupid mistake

of looking back in his eyes.

I couldn't do it.

Put my Dad's knife

back in my pocket,

I went and left him there.

Told my Dad I lost the rabbit in the

woods and I wanted to go home.

What did he say?

Never come home empty-handed.

I don't know.

- That's the worst thing you've ever done?

- Yeah. I am with Veronica on that one.

The rabbit either died of starvation,

or some

nasty infection,

or was eaten by a wolf.

Because I wasn't man enough

to finish what I started.

That creature suffered needlessly.

Just because you kill something

doesn't mean it has to suffer.

Your turn.

Truth.

The worst thing youve done.

I once had the chance

to save someone's life,

and I didn't.

Details.

Then drink.

- So?

- I'm not drinking out the truth.

Then read your dare.

Kill something.

That's easy.

Oh.

Do you really have to?

A dare is a dare.

Oh.

Yummy.

That guy! That guy, man.

This guy right here!

God damn.

Did you see that?

Delicious.

Oh.

Are you religious, Veronica?

No.

I asked a lot of

people that question.

Some say,

"Yes, very."

Others, like you, say

"No."

Of the people in your group,

I would bet anything that

when death is coming,

and their final

moments of life were

evaporating,

every last one of them

will ask God to help.

Then I'll probably disappoint you.

Have you ever heard of...

Pisaruk,

Veronica?

No.

He's a-He's a 16th century

political satirist.

And he said

that you could never

truly experience pleasure

without going through pain.

Could you please.

Hit me.

- Ha!

- Come on, baby!

You got to do a little

better than that!

Blackjack.

Woo!

Heh!

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