Fritt vilt III (Cold Prey 3) Page #3

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Simen?

(Footsteps)

(Music playing)

(Music dies out)

(Sugar)

Come on, run!

- What is happening?

- Run!

- Race, Magne!

- Hedda!

Anders!

Run! Come on!

Hedda!

What is it?

Come on!

Magne! Come on!

What's happening?

Run!

A house.

Hello?

Come on.

Come on.

Hedda, what is going on here?

Hedda. Hedda, what's going on?

Hedda. Hedda.

What happened?

Simen is dead.

What do you mean?

He put up a tree.

And then he came after me.

He has killed Simen.

(Door opens)

Jon?

Jon / i

(Footsteps outside)

(Banks)

Jon / i

Jon?

Help!

Shut up!

(Whimpering)

So, so.

It goes well.

Yes .. . / I

Yes. So .. .

So, so, so.

(Screams stifled)

(Bitelyd and screaming)

Hey you, it's me.

He was not home.

They did not come. They must have

hitch a ride with someone else, then.

Hush, Magne.

Magne .. .

How long shall we sit here?

I get totally klaus this.

Magne, what do you do?

Get down.

Magne.

(Hush)

(Cracking)

(Trap door makes noise)

No!

Over on the other side!

We have to swim across!

Anders!

Come! Come on!

No!

Anders!

(An arrow whistling)

(An arrow whistling, screaming)

Anders!

(Groan)

(Groans of pain)

Hedda, you must find Magne.

We must find a place

you can hide first.

Get your hand.

We need to hurry us.

(Cracking)

Does it hurt?

No, it goes well.

Do you live Magne?

I do not know.

I must find him.

You are safe here.

I'll be back. I promise.

(Beeping)

Damn, come on.

(Car not starting)

(Siren)

(Siren)

(The car will not start)

Damn.

Jon?

To hell.

(The car will not start)

Come on, now then.

(Car starts)

Hello?

Hello? Yes, it is Einar.

No, I have not seen him.

Not the other kids either.

I found only a walkman.

I have a hell of a bad feeling here.

Stop! No! Stop!

(No electric lights)

(Footsteps)

(Door snaps again)

Magne. Magne, can you hear me?

(Door opens)

(Door opens again)

What the hell are you doing?

You should go clean up!

Where are the others?

She is mine.

There are two more out there. Find them.

Here.

Careful.

Anders, we hide ourselves here. Come on.

Good.

(Roars of pain)

Come on.

Come on.

It goes well.

One, two ...

(Rock falls down)

- You must go, Hedda.

- I can not.

- I will not leave you.

- He comes, Hedda. He is coming.

I will not leave you.

- Go, Hedda.

- No! Come on, Anders.

Come on.

We must get away from here.

(Sounds from above)

Come, Anders.

Yes, they were six pieces.

It is you really sure?

Call me if you hear anything.

Fine. Hello.

This is a national park, Jon.

You know you can not hunt here.

The boy Sigrid and Gunnar

have been missed and a half days.

Nobody survives well in this cold.

No, I have not seen any.

Anders, look!

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