Scarecrows Page #6

Curry, move! Get out of the way!

God damn it, move! Move!

Son of a b*tch!

Corbin, hurry!

Curry! Corbin!

Help me, guys! He's not real!

Bastard, put him down!

Jack! Jack, get up!

Corbin, we're gonna go...

Watch out!

Shoot him, Roxanne! Shoot him!

Out of the way, Corbin!

He's not real, man.

What the hell was he on?

Holy f***, he's light as a feather.

Cut him open, Corbin.

God, I'm gonna be sick.

No wonder he's so light.

There's nothing in him except straw and...

Bingo.

The money.

- He ate the goddamn money.

- Hey, Kellie, she's gone, man.

Damn.

Damn!

Corbin, go get her! Don't let them take off!

This is bullshit, man.

We should be taking off.

You think Bert ate that money?

You're all f***ing crazy.

Somebody out there gutted Bert

like a fish and stuffed him full of cash.

- Your brains are gutted, dick.

- How the hell did he kick our asses?

Kellie!

Kellie!

Help me.

Honey, please help me.

Oh, Kellie!

Please help me.

Kellie!

It's Daddy, Kellie. Help me.

Oh, God!

Daddy!

This isn't all of it, you know.

It isn't nearly all of it.

It's hardly any of it.

What if...

You know, whoever lives here,

what if they did that to Bert,

and they're waiting outside do it to us?

Why don't you just shut up?

And what if those crosses...

"What if? What if? What if?"

Why don't you just shut up?

Look, let's get out of here.

Let's take the money we have and split.

Bert was walking around dead,

for Christ's sake.

We've got to refrigerate this, it stinks.

You know,

somebody is trying to scare us out of here

so they can get the money.

And we are not leaving now.

No way.

We've come this far.

We are not leaving without that money.

You b*tch! God damn you!

Al's dead.

Somebody out there killed her father,

just like Bert.

You killed him!

You all killed him.

Is she gonna be able to fly us out of here?

She has to.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

Look!

Oh, my God. The money.

It must have been in a tree

or something and the wind blew it down.

There's no way the money

spread like that off a tree.

It must have got caught in an air current

or a wind or something.

- Let's get it.

- And get the hell out of here.

The hell with you guys.

I'm gonna bury her dad.

That's the least we can do.

- Don't get too far away, will you?

- Yeah, right.

If you see anything that moves, shoot it.

I wish I had my harmonica.

Take the path to your left there.

Yo, Roxanne, we're splitting up.

The money is concentrated

in two separate areas.

We'll get it faster.

I'll be damned.

What? What's wrong, Jack?

You're kidding.

Where are you?

Okay, slow down. I can't see you.

You hear me, jerk?

Jack, wait up.

Jack.

Jack!

Come in, Paco.

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