Savaged

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Dad's pride and joy.

He wanted you to have it.

Goodbye!

Look, Zoe,

I'm still not convinced

that this is a good idea.

What if your car breaks down?

Have you seen the American southwest?

I mean, it's vast, desolate!

I'll be okay.

You'll be alone.

And there's a lot of crazies out there.

Me too.

Just, promise me

you'll stay to the highways.

God, not another picture.

I've been crying all day,

I am a disaster.

Vroom! Vroom! Ready or not,

here I come Z

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Your GTO Babe!

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Please.

Don't let them take me.

You stay a while.

Ain't no finders keepers around here, angel.

Well, now, that's what she must be.

'Cos only an angel would give a

flying f*** about a savage.

What you got there?

Whoa!

She's tough!

Look at those f***ing eyes.

Now, that is a knife.

Ha ha ha...!

F***ing dead!

No, no, no...

Don't you shed a tear for him.

Don't you dare.

The only good gut eater

is a dead gut eater.

Now that, that should be a commandment.

Come on.

Hand it over, angel.

Come on.

If you act like a lady,

I'll treat you like a lady.

If you act like a b*tch,

I'll...

- That's right, angel, fly away!

- Fly!

If she gets away, Trey,

that's all she rote.

Look at the way she's moving.

Oh oh oh...

One more, one more.

Right there.

Come on now, Creed,

this is like tying up a piggie!

Whoa!

Huh, come on.

I f***ing dare you!

You like that, don't you?

You like that nice shaft

sliding down that throat, don't you?

Holy sh*t!

You like?

Come on now, West.

All work, no play,

gives man blue f***ing balls.

She don't belong here.

She ain't someone worth a squirt.

No one gives a f*** about.

- She's a deaf-mute.

- Reckon she's color blind too.

F*** this sh*t!

If you don't like p*ssy, West,

then get the f*** out!

There's a whole sh*t load of changes

since you been gone.

You ain't the big man

on campus no more.

Hey, Trey...

You know what I think?

I think Ol' West suppose been spending a little

too much time with them soldiers of fortune.

Or maybe you just prefer

them two injuns?

You like them tight

little brown butt holes?

Enough with this f***ing john.

Let's have some f***ing fun!

Yeah!

Welcome to

Acme

Yeah.

I need the phone number to the

Police Department in Acme, New Mexico.

Acme?

Acme.

Now, now, now...

This hurts me more

than it does you.

You're gonna have to excuse

this accommodation.

The bridal suite was taken.

Easy baby...

Look.

You need to look, doll,

and listen.

I ain't a monster, huh.

You are in the presence

of a great man.

Do you know

who my great great grandaddy was?

Joseph West.

That's right.

Brigadier General Joseph Rodman West.

That's his blood

flows through these veins...

and my brothers.

He's one of the greatest Americans

who ever lived.

Kicked some major Apache ass.

Seeing is believing.

Ho.

Ta-da...

Most of them are my grandaddy's work.

Me, I'm just getting started

making my contribution.

Hello, boys.

This...

This is the chief Mangas Coloradas, himself

He tried to trick my grandaddy

into some kind of truce.

Tried to play the general for a fool.

But the last thing this white flag

waving buffalo humper saw coming,

was his head being flayed,

flambeed and boiled.

Look at him f***ing split.

Yeah.

I'm not sure who the a**holes

in the Smithsonian think they got.

But this here,

this is the real deal.

That war paint is a nice touch, huh?

It gives you goosebumps, don't it?

What've you got?

Come on!

That's it.

I'm out.

F*** you guys.

Now, you win her ass.

You know what.

You get her to bend down for your taking.

Win-win for you, I guess.

You wise up and watch

your tongue, Creed.

We ain't bound by no blood.

You're just some two bit wannabe.

The next fagged joke

out of your mouth

and you're going to be choking

on your own dick, you understand?

Sure.

Whatever you say, West.

Get up!

And get the f*** out of here.

Bye, Creed.

See you boys around.

I love you!

I do.

Whoa.

Big bad wolf.

That pet of yours, Trey,

can't stay.

She's got to be put down.

Well, I don't know, West.

It's kind of nice, she's having fun

feely lying around.

You know, f***.

She's pretty.

Docile.

She ain't give no lip!

What if she don't show

where she was heading?

That news media's going to play

her sob story like a broken record.

And there's going to be heat.

A lot of it.

Cody?

I don't know, Trey.

But, West has a point.

A handicap girl like that...

This ain't no game, Trey.

I'll make you a deal.

Five Card Draw.

I win, I get to keep her.

Means she's off limit to

all you horny d*cks.

You win...

and our angel gets her wings.

One wish?

Come live with me.

Be with me.

Yes, forever.

Forever and ever and ever!

Drink.

Drink.

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KEEP OU Do you know

who my great great grandaddy was?

Brigadier General...

Joseph Rodman West...

Kicked some major Apache ass.

No...

Now this...

This is the chief Mangas Coloradas, himself

Tried to play the general for a fool.

But the last thing this white flag

waving buffalo humper saw coming,

was his head being flayed,

flambeed and boiled.

No!

Look at him f***ing split.

Mangas... Coloradas.

Zoe.

Oh, no!

At last... I shall bring them hell!

NOT ON MY WATCH!

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