La Horde Page #3

You said you were pregnant.

When he was looking for

these a**holes.

Tony told you that?

No matter who, Aurore.

You messed up his head.

This mess is your fault.

When you're finished,

we can try it out.

You know this building.

What's the plan?

Avoid leaving traces of blood.

- That's your plan?

This building is rotting.

The elevator only goes to the fourth

floor. And you can't use the balconies.

The service stairs were never

finished. Understand the situation?

Have a better idea, then?

That's what I thought.

Lets get another ladder.

Wait.

They should be at the entrance.

"They should be at the entrance."

Scary.

Sh*t!

What was that?

Go, Ball.

Jo.

We need to go, Jo.

Come on!

Come on!

- Wait!

Tony!

Don't shoot!

Don't worry about it.

Ball!

My leg!

Ade!

Hands off!

Ade!

What would you do without me?

Tony!

Aurore! Tony!

They need us.

Let it go!

It's too late.

I know these calls.

Go ahead.

What is stopping you?

Two cops killed, and we

are stuck with the lame.

You think you're funny?

Shut up, Ball!

Back off.

This is how it keeps track

of your group?

You're alone now.

If you want to work with us...

you better stop

being so sensitive.

I'm sure she's alive.

If so,

hope that she has courage.

B*tch.

Are you okay?

Show me.

The bleeding has stopped.

The dog bit my shoulder.

Can you walk?

Yes.

Holy sh*t!

Don't move!

Lower your guns,

I'm not one of them.

I told you not to move.

You gave them a good beating.

Its good, no?

Like the battle of Dien Bien Phu!

How many do you smoke?

How many do the Chinese smoke?

I didn't say.

A half dozen, I think.

I'm getting rusty in my old age.

What are you doing here?

Keeping the post.

They saw the mess on the ladder?

I blew them to smithereens.

Handmade explosives.

I ran out of grenades in '64.

You live on this floor?

Yes.

You were bitten, weren't you?

Need to take care of it.

I get around, come with me.

Don't trust this old man.

Take his gun.

We will try to find the others.

They got you good.

Sh*t!

Who's the p*ssy now?

Let me see.

Move your hand!

Quiet, monster.

We have to avoid gangrene.

What did he call me?

- Forget it.

A cop is sometimes helpful.

- What?

Why is he taking care of me?

Do I look like a nurse?

Want to be alone?

Screw it.

Hey Grandpa. Is there anything

stronger than this to drink?

It hurts.

What are you doing?

I'll have to cut the leg off.

What?

Are you kidding?

If it rots, that won't help get

the Chinese out there.

Cut, cut.

Try it.

- Easy.

Stay out it.

- He's right.

Shut up.

- I have to amputate the leg.

Nobody touches my leg.

Easy.

Back off, grandpa.

I have to amputate his leg.

- He's crazy.

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