Tourist Trap Page #3

Well, she... said she

just wanted to cool off.

I'll bet she's

snooping around outside.

Davey?

Davey, are you there?

Davey.

Oh, my God!

What are you looking at?

Mr. Slausen's photo album.

This must be his brother.

You're a regular

little snoop, Molly.

It was on the coffee table.

Mr. Slausen might not be too happy if he

found you checking through his pictures.

- Becky!

- What?

Look at this!

- It's probably his wife. So what?

- Don't you see?

See what?

She looks just like

that mannequin there.

You're right.

How weird!

It seems this is the

mannequin of his wife.

I don't know.

Maybe it's just his

way of remembering her.

I loved her very much.

I wanted to keep

her memory alive forever.

This was the best way I know how.

That's the whole purpose

of wax museums, you know.

Keep the memory of the past alive.

And it's easier for me this way.

- She was very beautiful.

- She still is.

Where's Eileen?

I didn't find her. She...

probably went

back down to the jeep.

- By herself, without telling us?

- Or where else could she be?

- What are you doing?

- I'm going to find her!

With a gun?

Alright, without a gun.

Mr. Slausen!

Can we go with you?

It's best you ladies

stay put, right here.

Stay put, my ass!

Becky!

- Don't go.

- I have to!

No you don't. You can

stay here and wait for Jerry.

I'm going.

Alright!

I'll come with you.

But I think we're making a mistake.

Did you hear that?

Mm Hmm.

That is Eileen's laugh!

I'll bet you 10 bucks

I know she's in there.

Woody. What if you have some

lucky farm boy. It has to be, Woody.

Then why don't let those two

a few minutes in his house?

We got to climb the patios

and get the hell at them.

- No, leave them alone.

- They deserve this!

Come on, Becky. I've had all the

excitement I can take for one day.

I'm going back.

Let's go.

- Chicken!

- That's right!

- Now, let's go.

- I'm going in.

Then you're going in alone,

because I'm going back.

Becky!

Come on, you've got no

business going in there!

Eileen!

I'm in here.

Eileen!

Woody!

I... I know you're in here.

I'm in...

Woody.

Come on!

Are we through?

Jesus!

Come on, guys.

Look, that's not funny.

You're beginning to scare me.

Please.

Becky.

Eileen!

Eileen?

Eileen, is that you?

Eileen!

Open the door!

I brought you a visitor.

You are so pretty.

No, please!

Not again!

Why don't you like me?

Beck?

Becky!

Jerry!

Are you alright?

Who is he?

Slausen's crazy brother.

Where are the others?

I don't know.

What's he going to do to us?

He's going to kill us.

I was stopping for

gas along the highway.

I never even saw him coming.

He's crazy.

We're all going to die!

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