The Battery Page #3

She's like a 46-year-old

softball coach.

With a mullet.

And f***in' calves

like canned hams, man.

Right?

I mean, if they're gonna send a

woman, that's who they're gonna send.

A trucker. A bull dyke.

Not f***in' Frank's

barely legal niece.

But...

you're a romantic.

And I'm a realist, that's okay.

Probably gonna get

you killed, though.

Just like those f***in' headphones.

You know, you're the

only person I know

that could walk all the way across

New England and gain weight.

I'm the only person

you know, Mickey.

Period.

Plus...

I'm a catcher,

I'm allowed to be fat.

Well then you pull it off.

F*** you, sir.

F*** you to death.

I think you're over

thinking this one, Mickey.

- Yeah?

- Yep.

I think you're

grasping a little bit.

Who says that? "No Vacancy"?

Uh, people say it man.

It's a saying, it means...

No room, no space, don't uh...

don't come here.

We cannot accommodate you.

- Please don't come to...

- Oh sh*t!

God dammit.

I told you this was gonna happen.

Get in the car. Get

in the god damn car.

Can we go now, are we done?

Can we cross this

place off the list?

You know, I don't know why

you feel like you have to

kill every f***ing one of them.

Because I do! Because

we do, it's our duty.

No you don't!

You're gonna get yourself killed because

you have to confront every single one.

Pay attention! Watch out!

If you'll just stop

f***ing distracting me

while I'm trying to do this!

Just do it and get back in the car!

You know, why don't you

get out here and do it?

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Are we gonna do this again?

- Yeah, no, I think it's time.

Get out here and f***ing do it.

I mean, aren't you just

a little bit angry?

Aren't you just a little

bit angry, Mickey?

Shut up.

This one over here?

She killed your brother.

- F*** you.

- This motherf***er here?

- He ate your mom!

- You're an a**hole!

- He ate her right up!

You're gonna have to

do it sometime, man.

Yeah.

But I don't have to do it today.

And neither do you.

F*** you!

F*** you!

F***!

F***!

Here hold this for me, will ya?

Get that outta my f***ing face.

Ah!

Aya whoohooo!

Whoooo!

Wooo!

Ah ha haaa!

Ahhh!

Haaaa! ho hoooo

Haaaaaa!

Ha!

Ohhh!

Hahahahahah!

Ah!

No! No, no, no!

No, no, no, no!

Ah, sh*t!

Ah, sh-sh*t!

Shut up!

Oh, God!

Ben!

Oh!

The f***!?

Oh my f***ing...

I'm sorry, Mickey!

I'm sorry, man!

Oh sh*t, are you finished?

I can't even f***ing,

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

F***, I gotta go.

I'll come back, you finish up!

Aw, Jesus!

We're f***ing staying the night.

Okay?

We're in the middle of nowhere!

There's nothing around for

miles and the only reason

we got stuck in that

house in Massachusetts,

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