Hatchet III Page #3

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enough education

to sign off on your death

penalty acceptance

would have to be poured out

of a local bar to do it.

And let's not forget

your brother Ainsley.

How many dozen

DUl he got?

Oh, and those three months

community service

for defacing a church?

Look, I know you

didn't do this

but you're gonna

go down for it

'cause you're

po' white trash.

You know what they do

with po' white trash

who are convicted on

a capital charge?

The state of Louisiana

will execute you.

So you go ahead

and you sit in here.

You can bark at me

like a big dog in a cage,

you can either help me prove

Victor Crowley exists

or you can wait for

the lethal injection

that's gonna end your

miserable life.

Do it.

your pappy ain't been

here to see you.

Must be happy hour

somewhere.

Maybe he'll show up

after he's panhandled

enough pocket change

for a Pabst.

My father is dead.

Victor Crowley killed him.

Please,

tell me what happened.

I know I can help you.

Fine.

I'll wait.

Son-of-a-b*tch,

where the hell

are the other guys?

Oh, sh*t.

Where the f*** did

this rain come from?

Randy.

- One, two, three.

- Holy sh*t.

What'd you guys

bring me a giant?

Yeah, it's, uh,

hard to tell.

This poor bastard

was lying on top of

the biggest chainsaw I've

ever seen in my life.

and his body is in a lot

of different pieces.

Jesus.

I thought you might wanna

take a look at this one

The guy looks like he had

all kinds of muscular

and skin deformities&

and he was only

wearing overalls.

Get the f*** out.

I know, right?

Anyway, looks like this

one in particular might be,

I don't know, crucial

component in all of this.

Wait a minute.

You don't think, uh&

I'm not saying sh*t,

all right?

All I'm saying

is that you might wanna

drop whatever you're doing

and check this one

over first.

Awesome.

Gonna be f***ing creepy

but awesome.

Let's go.

Come on, big man,

we got a date.

Oh, oh.

Okay, here we go.

One, two, three.

Dude, I'm telling

you this may be-

I have seen some

crazy sh*t, man.

I was working on

an Asian male,

head severed off,

uh, leg cut off

below the knee.

I'm telling you, man.

Look kind of like you,

man.

Oh, what,

because I'm Asian?

No, dude,

because you were-

Oh, yeah, I-I get it.

We all look the same,

right?

Ha-ha-ha.

It's hilarious.

A**hole.

Oh, f*** that.

He was shredded to pieces.

There was nothing left to

possibly get back up again.

I mean, taking his

head off wasn't enough,

dismembering him was.

I got away.

Now what time was this?

This morning.

I don't know.

Reverend Zombie thought

that by letting

Crowley kill the

three people that were

responsible for his death

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