Open Grave Page #3

You know,

I could've helped them.

It's my job.

It's my job.

Why would I have this?

And who are you to me?

You...

My wife? Girlfriend?

If I knew what was going on...

Because, I'm not like the others.

They're all smart!

But I'm... I'm here

to do something.

How do we know one another?

My quiet girl.

This thing between us, it's...

It's important.

I know it.

Get in the house.

Get inside, now! Now!

Just move! Go!

Go inside.

Okay, now you go in, and you

lock the door. Close it!

Now!

What do you think?

Which way?

Really?

You're throwing rocks?

Well, we have cars.

Please!

Please, help!

Please, help!

Help!

Please!

Please...

Please help!

Okay. Okay.

- Please help!

- Jesus!

Help.

- Ahhh!

- Okay, okay, okay. Okay? Okay?

Shh...

Easy. We're gonna

work on this.

Please...

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Please. Help me...

Come on!

It's got a quarter tank.

Battery is dead here.

Look if there's fuel inside.

Yeah, it's okay, Nate.

We can push start it.

Nate.

What's the matter?

Headache. Nothing.

Okay, this is low on gas,

but I think we should just try and drive

out of here and see what we can find.

There's no we.

What?

You're not with us.

I could be the one

taking the photo?

Guys, we need to get help.

We're not near anything.

We'll end up without fuel in

the middle of f***ing nowhere.

Let's get back to the house,

figure out what's going on.

He's got a point.

Sharon...

Guys!

Michael!

Jesus.

Help me move him!

Okay. There we go.

- We got to support his head. Jesus!

- I got him.

Jesus... Oh, my God...

We need to stop the blood.

F***...

Michael, I need you

to look at me.

Michael. Michael...

- Michael, breathe! Michael!

- Sharon...

Come on, Michael.

Michael.

Michael!

Jesus!

We...

We were in the hospital.

We could have...

- I just need...

- Ahhh!

Leave him here.

Don't touch the body.

- What's wrong with you?

- John!

John, no.

We're going to bury him, right?

I mean...

You're not just gonna

leave him lying there

like the sicko

tying people to trees...

It's Michael.

We're gonna bury him.

Look, something is happening

on the 18th. That is tomorrow.

- We don't have time. I'm going to the...

- Wait.

- I think we should all stick together.

- Yeah.

- To be honest, I'm not sure we're safe.

- Neither am I.

Lukas...

Nathan, come on.

- We need to stick together.

- I'd rather take you across.

Nathan, can I have your keys?

I can push start your car.

Can I please have your keys?

Thank you.

- I will go.

- What?

No-one

should go alone.

Okay, come on.

Come on, please. Come

on, you piece of crap.

Come on, now.

Sweat it out there.

Okay, now!

Here we go.

Okay, stop. Stop!

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