The Steam Experiment Page #4

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- James.

- we can't do a damn thing, stop it.

Open the f***ing door.

The lungs... melt.

The eyes cauterize.

- Pettis... Open the f***ing door.

- Frank, stop it.

Frank, you're gonna hurt yourself.

So what're we

supposed to do then, huh?

Huh?

Just stay cool, and hope

they come and get us?

I'm f***ing clostrophobic, man.

I need...

I need some f***ing air.

Some air, ok?

I need some f***ing fresh air.

You stop that bullshit right now,

you hear me?

James. Pettis.

Frank, you moron.

What'd you f***ing call me?

You f***ing c*nt?

No, no, no, come

on buddy, come here.

What you f***ing call me?

No, no buddy, come here.

Stop it, everybody.

Everybody please,

just calm down, ok?

We're supposed to have a massage

in like 20 minutes, right?

Cathy's got a point, dude...

the dinner is next on schedule,

right? Right?

They're gonna come

and get us for dinner.

Yeah.

What if no one comes down, huh?

Huh?

Then what?

Come on in.

How you been, Sam?

How long you've known this guy?

Jimmy worked the weekend shift.

Then he just disappeared one day.

Stopped showing up for work.

Sh*t!

This hotel got

some kinda steam bath?

Was one in the basement.

Which one of you c*nts is the last

to touch that f***ing door?

It was me.

I was the last one in the door.

I didn't mean to do anything

though, Frank.

Frank.

Chill out. They're gonna come down and

get us for dinner. It's gonna be ok.

Sorry.

Yeah. They'll come and get us.

- They're gonna come down, right?

- It's gonna be cool.

- Right?

- Yeah, it's gonna be cool.

Yeah, it's gonna be cool.

Don't you freak out on us

buddy, come on, sit down.

Sit down right here with me.

So, there is nothing

to worry about?

We are only trapped

in a f***ing steam room.

Will you shut the f*** up.

I told you I'm clostrophobic, ok?

I don't give a sh*t

what you are.

F***ing b*tch.

I'm a b*tch?

Am I b*tch?

Look at you.

You're a f***ing p*ssy.

I'm a b*tch?

Jessie, stop. We're not trapped,

all right Frank?

Funny how everything was cool

until you b*tches came in.

Go f*** yourself!

Jessie, stop!

I think that's enough, dude.

Back the f*** up, bro.

Or what, Frank?

I'm warning you, buddy.

What the f***

are you gonna do about it, huh?

Frank.

You're gonna f***ing stop me,

motherf***er, huh?

Huh? Motherf***er!

We're freaked out here, ok?

Stop.

You f***ing b*tch.

You are f***ing disgusting.

You actually like this guy?

He's a f***ing looser.

I think you're full of sh*t.

F***ing pussies like you

don't play football.

Frank!

You don't have to do this, Frank.

You just... keep it together,

pull it together, Frank.

Pull it together,

everybody, everybody.

Everybody.

F*** you all.

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