The Final Terror Page #2

a couple years ago, one man was killed.

I know a stretch a patch about 30 miles

north of here that would be a lot easier

for y'all to get through.

It got a lot of nice streaming up there

and y'all have a better time doing

it that way and nobody get hurt.

If I do get you up there,

y'all going to be bitching and moaning

about how dark it is and how rough it is.

Come 12 o'clock, midnight,

- I won't be there to help y'all.

- Why don't you just drive the bus all right?

I'm just warning you.

Somebody's going to get hurt, you do that.

- I'm going to tell them Eggar.

- Shut up back there!

- I'm going to tell them all about you.

- You hear me Zorich?

I ain't going to take your

sh*t no more! You hear me?

Hey Eggar, isn't that your old home?

You know what that is Windy?

A mental institution.

- Don't put that there.

- Where's your gloves, goddammit?

- Come on.

- Boone, wear your gloves next time!

Sh*t.

You'll be much more comfortable

if you wear them, darling.

Here.

You do that on purpose? It ain't funny,

goddammit! That's how people get hurt!

- Hey, Eggar!

- Leave me alone.

- Sh*t.

- Hey, Eggar!

- Come on Eggar!

- Cut your sh*t out, out here!

Eggar!

Oh, it's beautiful!

Hey, simple! Boats stay on the bus.

How you supposed to get downstream?

Now come on, get down there. We got

a stream to clear. Let's go, let's go.

Pick up that box.

Hey! What you doing?

Just go on, I'll take care of that.

Get that out of here. Go ahead!

- Okay man, why don't you get off my back?

- You keep walking.

- You just keep walking.

- Fool.

Gold, gold!

It's real? Hardly.

Hey, city boy.

Hey, Mike! Why don't you

give these guys a break?

Hey, you guys, take a break. Take 5.

So, tell me. How much dope

they grow around here?

Come on, give me a break!

I bet you guys got plenty of

stuff growing around here.

What, you think the mad Romanian's

going to turn you guys in?

Hey, you Romanian jerk. You start

messing with somebody else's crop

you're going to get your ass blown away.

You think that's funny?

We got too close once, one of them

hippie guys came out with an M16.

Hey city boy.

Want to try some knuckle brew?

- How about some of my stash?

- Naw, give it to Eggar.

- Well, I ain't got no brain cells.

- He can't get high.

You little peckers keep

up that horse sh*t

and I'm going to strand

your butts out there.

I remember a wise ass

butt just like you, Zorich.

And he was pestering

like y'all been doing.

One night I took him.

Way up there in the hills.

And I tied him down so

nobody could find him.

Because I about had

it with his horse sh*t.

And I left him there.

And ain't nobody ever found him since.

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