Man-Thing Page #5

the skin bursts.

They dry all crackly looking

and weird.

- F***ed up?

- No, we're good.

Well lacquer them up quick.

You know how dumb Yankee

tourists like them shiny.

Just so there's no

misunderstanding.

I see anyone in that swamp

looking for Laroque...

I won't hesitate to throw

the book at you. Get up!

Me and my brother are

just trying to make a living.

No need to get unfriendly like.

Yeah well, Mr. Thibodeaux...

that's as friendly as

I'm going to get.

Come on.

Get inside!

Stupid, Jake.

- That's the main channels.

- I want to find Laroque first.

Getting dark, sir.

Just take me to the

deep swamp.

Okay.

Sh*t!

I hate this swamp.

If I don't fix this engine...

the battery'll die

and we'll lose the lights.

Well, I hope you can

fix it, Fraser.

Man, why isn't there

a manual for these things?

Too many things alive out here.

I'd like to remain one of them.

Where you running?

You made the coffee too strong.

My sh*t's boiling.

Get down wind, squeeze it off.

Don't want Sheriff

Cranky-Pants...

picking up your stink.

Believe me, it'll be quick.

F***ing swamp!

Sh*t!

You shat yourself?

Your whole self?

I fell in the mud, you scrotum.

Sure it wasn't your own mud?

I'm goddamn sick of your sh*t.

Oh, come on.

We're brothers, Rodney.

That's my job.

Well, get on with this job.

Let's go get us an Injun skull.

Mike Ploog.

Yeah, I met him.

- A weird guy.

- That's Ploog all right.

Moved here about 6 months ago

to a place in the swamp.

Says he saw the Loch Ness

monster when he was a boy.

- So, what's at Ploog's?

- He's got a couple of canoes.

We'll need them

if we want to get home.

or go deeper,

if that plan still stands.

What are you afraid of, Fraser?

The Dark Water.

Sacred land, man.

If I was Rene,

I'd be there.

And I can show you to the edge...

but badge or no badge,

that's as far as I'll go.

You really believe in all this?

When a man's chest

becomes an insect's palace...

when his eyes are gone,

his limbs ain't there no more...

when I'm so scared

I'd handcuff myself...

to keep from coming to work...

Yeah, I believe in that.

I believe I don't want to die,

Sheriff.

Rodney!

Rodney!

Rodney!

I can't see you!

Wait up!

Rodney!

Damn! Mud bank!

Get your sorry ass back here.

What's that?

Rodney!

Rodney!

What the...

Rodney!

There it is. That's Ploog's.

Hey Ploog!

Mike!

Mike, are you there?

It's Fraser.

It's locked.

Something's wrong.

Don't feel right.

You stay here, wait for Ploog.

I'll find Rene.

- Hey, what? Wait...

- Fraser...

I need you to wait here

in case I flush him out.

You can grab him.

If the Thibodeauxs come by

you can handle them.

Yeah Okay, Chief.

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