Man-Thing Page #3

Good luck.

Have a fine time with

the By water breakfast club.

I've seen this show before.

I'm going.

Bye Pete, take care.

- Got a kiss for me?

- Right.

Don't fill the Sheriff's head

with your bullshit, Ploog.

Don't pay him no never mind,

he's coon crazy.

Crazy as a coon.

That sure is

one shiny new badge.

- No hands on me, mister.

- Thibodeaux.

Wayne Thi... bo... deaux.

Well, take your friend, Mr.?

Rodney Thibodeaux.

Brothers.

Well, your mother must be proud.

So, please sit down, gentlemen.

Let a man have his coffee.

I was just fooling.

Just joking with you.

No man can stand

against it alone.

- What?

- Something is out there.

Waiting.

- She's been like this...

- Since she came.

It's like we're not here.

Tell me if anything changes.

Sheriff? Fraser.

Schist wants you back at the worksite.

Thanks for fitting us in...

- in to your busy schedule. Sheriff.

- Fraser could came out earlier.

You need to see this

for yourself.

You had some vandalism

here last night?

You could call it that.

Had to cancel a whole work day.

They hit every rig.

Slashed the belts, the pipes.

This time they stole dynamite.

I'm already months behind here...

understand?

Will you do anything about

Laroque or just take pictures?

This was done by Laroque?

Hell, yeah!

Red-skinned mother-f***er.

And that old madman,

Pete Horn...

him too.

Yeah? He's old to run a revolution.

Makes no difference,

you can't trust them.

Injuns and coloreds both.

- Steve! I...

- They hate us.

They're snooping and stealing.

They'll burn this place down.

You see if they don't.

You can't trust them.

There's all kinds you can't trust.

Racist a**holes top the list.

Come on. They think I

ripped them off.

But I overpaid for swamp land.

That crook Sallis started it.

- Jake!

- What?

He skipped town with the money.

One of their own.

Break the law,

you have my full attention.

But this is an open case...

until I get hard evidence.

Whatever you believe Sheriff,

you take care.

More things in that swamp

than you'll ever understand.

It's a dark corner of the world.

You better keep your lights on.

- Fraser?

- Yeah. Go ahead, Sheriff.

I'm driving from the worksite...

checking the swamp perimeter.

Listen,

you be careful out there.

Sh*t! This is ridiculous!

Is that you, Laroque?

Jake! Where are you going?

Did you get him?

Did you get a bead on him?

Goddamn it!

I ain't chasing.

Ain't no Indian going

to make me run.

No sir.

Keep your hands

where I can see them.

Show me your hands.

Are you Rene Laroque?

Don't f***ing move!

I'm Sheriff Kyle Williams.

I will put you down.

Go home...

or you will die.

Sh*t!

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