I Spit on Your Grave Page #4

That's what I like

in a woman.

Total submission.

( screaming )

Suck it, b*tch.

I said you're gonna suck it.

Suck it or you're gonna die.

Suck it!

Come on, get on with it.

Let's go.

Stanley:

B*tch, you little whore!

- ( punches landing )

- Johnny:
Okay okay okay.

- Let's split.

- Come on, Stanley.

- Hey, shut up. Let her suck it!

- Hey, come on, Stanley.

You're wasting time.

She lies like a f***ing mannequin,

you b*tch!

You wanted total submission,

you got it.

Hey, shut up, stupid.

Give me a second!

Okay okay.

Hey hey, come on!

Come on! Okay, enough, let's go.

Let's split.

Sh*t, man, wait a minute.

We can't Iet her go.

We just can't let her go.

- Go where?

- Go, man, go!

Matthew, I want you

to go back and do her, okay?

It's real easy.

Why are we doing this?

We got what we wanted.

Come on, a**hole.

If she's dead,

she can't point a finger at us.

Why me? Why me?

I didn't even come.

Because I want you

to do it, God damn it, that's why.

No.

Well, let me tell you something:

Don't you ever f***ing

come back around here again.

You hear me?

F***ing a**hole.

Dumb turkey.

( Matthew crying )

Sh*t.

Come here, Matthew.

Come here.

Come on.

Hey, listen. There's gonna be

a bunch more broads, huh?

You'll come next time.

Come here.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, we won't let you out

on any of them, huh?

We should choose a lottery.

Matthew, I don't have time

to f*** around. Now come on.

Hey.

We're depending on you, okay?

I've done it

a lot of times, okay?

You got to get used to it.

Pick it up.

Come on.

I'll show you how.

Come on.

Take it like this.

So you're gonna have it

Iike this.

Just stab her

once nice and deep in the heart.

Okay?

It'll all be over with.

It's real easy.

- Over here?

- No no no.

Over here.

Right between the ribs.

Okay?

So the knife is like that.

Once deep

to the heart, all right?

Come on now.

We're depending on you.

- You won't leave without me?

- We'll stay right here.

- You'll stay here?

- We're gonna stay here, Matthew.

- Don't go.

- Come on.

Don't leave me.

- Don't leave me.

- Matthew, we don't have all day.

Matthew, come on, go.

Don't leave me.

( steps creaking )

( panting )

( sobbing )

( panting )

All right. Okay.

Johnny:

Matthew!

Matthew!

( whimpering )

( panting )

( stammers )

Here.

Here, give me that.

Good boy, Matthew.

( sobbing )

( whimpers )

( crying )

( insects buzzing )

( birds chirping )

( water sloshes )

( blows )

Chocolate sundae

for me, Suzy.

Hot fudge, nuts,

cherry on top?

( Matthew humming )

( stops humming )

Man, the town is

too peaceful lately.

I don't hear

any exciting news.

Mrs. Gate is getting a divorce.

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