The Escape

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[ SLOW MUSIC PLAYS ]

[ HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING ]

I AM THE FLOWER:

ALWAYS OUT OF SEASON...

THE TREE GRIMLY HOLDING

ON THE SUNS LAST LIGHT.

LONG PALE STAFF:

ENDING IN SMOKE AND VOICE.

UNINVENTED FLESH

AT THE EDGE OF YOUR DREAM.

BUT I AM HE:

WHO WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU,

IN ANY OF YOUR CLOUDS,

PLUNGING UPWARD ON HEAVENS

WINGS AGAINST THE LAW OF RAIN.

[ MUSIC CONTINUES ]

[ PANTING ]

[ CHAIN SAW WHIRRING ]

COME ON. COME ON.

MOVE IT.

ALL RIGHT, ALREADY, MAN.

ALL RIGHT.

GO.

[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]

COME ON!

GO, GO.

WHOA!

GO.

COME ON.

MOVE IT OUT.

LETS GO.

[ CHAIN SAW WHIRRING ]

-AAAAH!

-OH!

YOU ALL RIGHT?

-DONT MOVE.

-YOU GUYS, GET OVER HERE.

GET IT OFF!

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

YOU GOT A PROBLEM, CLAYTON?

MOVE IT!

-LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND.

-ALL RIGHT.

-HUH?

-YEAH, IM FINE.

-SH*T.

-ALL RIGHT, ON 3.

1...2...3.

[ BOTH GRUNT ]

[ CHAIN SAW WHIRRING ]

WATCH IT, BOYS!

WATCH IT!

-LOOK OUT FOR THE TREE!

-WATCH IT! HEY, HEY, HEY!

UGH!

UNH-UNH!

THEYRE RUNNING FOR IT!

[ GUNS COCK ]

[ GUNSHOTS ]

OH, F***!

[ GASPING ]

-SH*T.

-HES GETTING AWAY!

[ GUNSHOT ]

GO, BROTHER!

GO, GO, GO!

-YOU WANT SOME OF THIS?!

-RELAX, MAN.

GINSENG EXTRACT --

TAKES 2.8 SECONDS

INTO THE BLOODSTREAM.

[ SPITS ]

CHINESE USE I AS AN APHRODISIAC.

HEIGHTENS THE SENSES --

GIVES YOU A LITTLE BUZZ, TOO.

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

DONT DO IT, MAN.

IM GOING, BROTHER.

DID YOU KNOW IT COSTS THE STATE

22 GRAND A YEAR

TO HOUSE AND FEED EACH ONE

OF THESE MOTHERFUCKERS?

[ GUNSHOT ]

[ GRUNTS ]

I AM JUS IN A COST-CUTTING MOOD TODAY.

A LOW-PRESSURE RIDGE

IS BUILDING:

IN THE MOUNTAIN REGION.

A 90% CHANCE OF --

HEY!

UGH!

[ ENGINE TURNS OVER ]

LEAVE IT!

[ GUN C*CKS ]

-AAAH!

-THE BUS.

SH*T.

[ ENGINE RUMBLING ]

SH*T.

GOD DAMN IT!

SH*T! SH*T!

[ SLOW MUSIC PLAYS ]

I WANT ALL THE BLAME FOR THIS

TO LAND ON CLAYTON.

IF ANY OF THE PRISONERS

CONTRADICT ME,

YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

[ BRAKES SQUEAL ]

[ ENGINE SHUTS OFF ]

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

[ SIREN WAILS ]

[ POLICE RADIO CHATTER ]

MAN, FELLAS!

SHERIFF LAWSON.

HICKMAN.

SHOULD HAVE KNOWN.

[ SIGHS ]

YOU EVER HEARD OF A LEG SHOT?

AN ESCAPING FELON, SHERIFF.

I DIDNT HAVE ANY OTHER CHOICE.

I DONT BELIEVE THIS SH*T.

LISTEN, WERE WASTING TIME.

WE GOT TO GE AFTER THIS GUY CLAYTON.

HE SET UP:

THE WHOLE GODDAMN DEAL.

HE USED THAT MAN AS A DIVERSION

SO HE COULD HIJACK THE BUS.

TWO CHOPPERS IN THE AIR,

COUNTYWIDE APB,

AND ROADBLOCKS AT EVERY HIGHWAY

IN A 20-MILE RADIUS --

HES NOT GONNA GE VERY FAR IN A BUS.

IM TELLING YOU, SHERIFF,

THIS IS ONE COLD-BLOODED

SON OF A B*TCH.

YOURE A F***ING LIAR, HICKMAN.

UGH!

MOSES, GET YOUR BOYS

ON THE TRUCK!

-MOVE!

-YOU HEARD HIM. MOVE IT.

-SHERIFF!

-WHAT IS IT?

THEY FOUND THE BUS.

[ DOGS BARKING ]

[ WHISTLES ]

[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

IF HES STILL IN THAT BUS...

REMEMBER...

I WANT THIS GUY ALIVE.

[ GUN C*CKS ]

THIS IS THE GUARD.

HES GONE.

[ TRAIN WHISTLE

BLOWS IN DISTANCE ]

[ TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS ]

[ TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS ]

[ LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS ]

ITS ALL GOOD.

ITS ALL GOOD.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

MR. CHARLES CLAYTON.

-WHOO!

-YES.

THATS IT.

YOURE THE MAN.

YOURE THE MAN.

ITS ALL GOOD.

OH, YEAH! WHOO!

SEE, THATS THE SH*T.

OH, DAMN, ITS ALL GOOD.

YEAH, MY MAN.

[ FEEDBACK ]

THANK YOU.

ITS GOOD TO BE BACK.

ITS GOOD TO WEAR A SUIT, HMM?

[ LAUGHTER AND CHEERS ]

THATS IT.

[ CLEARS THROAT ]

A FIREFLY DRIFTS CASUALLY

THROUGH THE OPEN WINDOW,

DESCENDS INTO THE CELL

LIKE ONE LOST DOT OF CONFETTI.

AND WHEN IT COMES NEAR,

HE SLOWLY REACHES OUT HIS HAND

AND ROUNDS IT INTO HIS PALM...

[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]

...PEEKS INTO THE "STEEPLEST"

CHURCH OF LACED FINGERS,

HOPING FOR GLARING REVELATION

AS NIGHT SWELLS.

HE HOLDS THE FIREFLY

DILIGENTLY, CAREFULLY,

FOR HOURS...

AND WHEN HE FINALLY OPENS UP

HIS HANDS,

THEYRE SMOOTH AND PALE...

AND EMPTY...

AND EMPTY...

AND EMPTY.

[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]

YOURE THE MAN!

OH, YES!

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

HEY! HEY, YOU! STOP!

HEY!

[ TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS ]

SHERIFF...FOUND THESE.

NORTH...NO NEWS.

THANKS.

GOT ANYTHING?

ONE OF THE DOGS JUST FOUND THESE

BURIED NEAR THE TRACKS.

WHICH WAY IS THAT TRAIN HEADED?

THE MAN SAID NORTH, BORDER.

[ SIGHS ]

WELL, IF WE DONT GET HIM,

THEN NATURE WILL.

F*** MOTHER NATURE.

[ SIREN WAILING ]

DO YOU THINK THEYLL KILL HIM?

HE KILLED A GUARD.

ITS THEIR WORD AGAINST OURS.

HOW LONG TILL THEY CATCH HIM,

DO YOU FIGURE?

A DAY, MAYBE TWO.

DEPENDS ON THE RAIN.

24 HOURS. SH*T.

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

[ CREAKING ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ THUMPS ]

[ CLATTERS ]

[ GASPS ]

[ BRAKES SQUEAL ]

-THATS GOOD.

-OKAY. EVERYBODY OUT.

-LETS GO, LADIES.

-LETS GO. OUT, OUT!

MOVE THAT LINE.

-COME ON.

-COME ON, NOW.

TO THE DORM, EVERYONE.

LETS GO.

LETS GO. MOVE IT.

SH*T.

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

[ VEHICLE APPROACHES ]

[ BLOWS ]

[ WIND WHISTLING ]

[ ENGINE SPUTTERS ]

SH*T!

AAH! HELP ME, PLEASE!

AAAH!

HELP ME!

HELP!

[ GASPING ]

YOU ALL RIGHT?

NO! NO!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

-JUST CALM DOWN!

-AAH! NO!

LET GO OF ME!

AAH! NO!

PLEASE, MISTER, PLEASE!

[ GRUNTS ]

PLEASE, MY CELLO!

PLEASE, MISTER, HELP!

[ SHIVERING ]

[ BREATHING QUICKLY ]

[ THUNDER CRASHES ]

[ GASPS ]

[ MATCHES RATTLE ]

BETTER GET IN HERE AND WARM UP.

I FOUND THIS.

[ SHIVERING ]

[ DOOR CREAKS ]

[ LATCH ENGAGES ]

[ SHIVERING ]

[ SHIVERING ]

OH, MY GOD.

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