Man-Thing Page #4

Jake!

Quit f***ing around, man.

Get back up here,

finish your watch.

Jake!

Come on, man!

I'm done with f***ing around!

F***!

New Sheriff...

meet the old Sheriff.

Jim Corely.

Poor guy, there's

hardly anything left of him.

He's been missing a month.

How'd you find him?

Just lucky, I guess.

Right.

Notice something? Here.

See these?

Bite pattern

of a large mississippitensis.

Common southern alligator.

There's no doubt about this one.

- This one?

Mind getting that?

Please?

County Coroner's office.

- Sheriff.

- Yeah

Fraser, speak up.

Clean up I need you

on a field trip.

Cool.

- I'll get my gear, Sheriff.

- Fraser.

You okay?

Now, you focus, Eric.

You can be freaked out later,

but not on the job.

- What the hell could do that?

- I don't know.

Could this be some kind of...

ritualistic thing?

I have no idea, Sheriff.

No idea at all.

How's a branch shoved

down a throat like that?

Let me show you something.

See the teeth?

Position of the tongue?

Sheriff, this branch wasn't

shoved in.

It's coming from the inside out.

- See, the other bodies, they...

- What other bodies?

I need a cigarette.

- Do you have to smoke?

- Definitely!

Sheriff. 3 of our missing persons...

washed up over 7 months.

Now they all had... well,

not like this, but more like Billy.

Swamp stuff growing inside them,

coming out from inside you understand?

This wasn't filed?

Corely wouldn't let me do autopsies.

He insisted I file them

as 'gator attacks.

What did you think they were?

What f***ing else'd they be?

Goddamn, damn it!

What man could do that?

Sheriff.

I talked to Val.

You're going to get Rene.

Let me do my job.

- Hunt him down like an animal?

- If he's innocent he'll walk.

I won't just sit.

- He didn't do it.

- How do you know?

I saw Rene 2 miles

from Gerber's murder.

- Sheriff!

- Listen...

- I know Rene!

- Yeah, well that's pretty obvious.

- Hey, Kyle!

- What?

Schist's hired the Thibodeauxs...

- to go after Rene.

- Don't you see what's happening?

We'd better get over there

and talk to them.

- I'll lock up.

- Goddamn it!

- Do you smell that?

- That's bad.

Fraser!

What you doing, Fraser?

Shopping for your new

girlfriend there?

Well Rodney, your mama

told my mama...

Jake's getting you boys mixed up

in our investigation.

Well, well, well.

We in trouble?

- We ain't done nothing yet.

- Shut up, Wayne.

What brings you

here, Jake?

Hey! Want a beer?

Oh, that's right.

You on duty.

Old Jake just told us

what happened to Steve Gerber.

- Nasty!

- Real bad.

I'd appreciate you

not discussing...

Get them heads

out the formaldehyde. Sh*t!

I bet you over cooked them.

When over cooked

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