Scarecrows Page #3

Somebody lives here.

Not anymore, they don't.

Come on, check it out inside.

Bullshit, man, you check it out.

You're always

such a f***ing pain in the ass.

What am I, your mother?

Hey, Bert.

- Christ, you think about knocking?

- Knock, knock.

A**hole.

It's Rambo.

Is that you, Corbin?

Get down here.

I'm gonna look for Bert.

I'll tell you, whoever lives or

who lived here was very f***ing weird.

Into devil worship or some sh*t.

Hey, guys, I'm coming up

the trail. I can see the house.

Who lives here?

Mailbox says '"Fowler. '"

There's a picture

of three very mangy guys.

Bert could have killed them

but there's no bodies,

just some very ugly vibes.

Slow down,

I'm getting stickers everywhere.

You'll live. Come on.

Let me go. I'm not going anywhere.

Where's Jack?

Jack's still up on the roof.

Hey, Jack, come on

down here, will you?

- Yo, Jack.

- I found it, the parachute.

- Jackpot! Where?

- At least one of them.

Where is it, Jack?

- It's by these three big crosses.

That's weird,

there's no scarecrows on them.

Great, what else?

Sh*t.

Come on, get down here, will you?

For Christ's sake.

I saw a scarecrow, out there somewhere.

Jack, where's the parachute?

No, no, the scarecrow thing, it was...

Come on, they're everywhere.

They're all over the place. Give me this.

Jack, the parachute?

Yeah, it was by these crosses.

You can see it from the roof.

Come on, we're wasting time.

The whole damn army's looking for us.

We'll follow Bert's

tire tracks out front.

I'll stay with the girl.

Let's go, Jack.

Get away from there

before a scarecrow grabs you, huh?

Bert ran over this one.

Come on, let's go.

Curry, do you get the feeling

- we're being watched?

- No.

Then how come your finger's

on the trigger?

Shut up, a**hole.

I think this place is possessed

by demonic demons.

Your head's gonna be possessed by

the butt of my gun if you don't shut up.

'"Demonic demons. '" Christ.

Get all the stickers out?

Here, try a little rouge.

It'll make you look happier.

Curry, keep moving about 10 degrees

past that little bush on your left,

then turn right.

Hey, Jack,

got any idea where you're going?

We're almost there.

This way?

See those crosses? Just to the left.

I think.

If I were a crow, I'd be someplace else.

Corbin?

Forget it, he's turned off his radio

again so he can go ape sh*t by himself.

Yo, Corb, you in the bush

pulling your pud?

Damn, I really miss my harmonica.

Delta Whiskey,

requesting status, alpha 1-1, alpha 1-9.

Roger, alpha 1-1, 1-9.

Negatory. Delta Whiskey over.

1- 8, Delta Whiskey,

heading and altitude.

Base, we're heading 2-5-9, 3,000.

Proceed heading 1-8-9.

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