We Are What We Are Page #3

- Yeah, of course.

All right. I will... I will...

I'll see you around? I hope.

Not if I see you first.

That's the boy from school

that you liked, isn't it?

He's okay.

Nice haircut.

I don't know what's keepin' you here, Doc.

What you need is a good long

vacation, someplace warm.

Sh*t, if I was you, I'd retire and stay there.

She can stay here.

- So what do you think?

- Well, it's been floodin' up at the cemetery.

Hell, but Bob, the cemetery is downstream from me,

and you know very well nothing flows upstream.

- How sure are you, Doc?

- I'm not.

We'd have to send it to

Albany, be tested positive.

That's not gonna happen, not with the flood.

What are we gonna do?

I got a state of emergency here,

I can't start an investigation based on a piece

of bone, I'm not even sure that its human.

- I'm not asking that, Bob.

- I know that.

- Come on, Jim, you know what this is.

- What?

- I'm sorry, man.

- Aw, it's all right. You're probably right.

I'm probably clutching at straws.

Believe me, when Kimmy disappeared,

we did everything we could.

She was just gone. It happens.

I wish to God it didn't, but it does.

Yeah...

...and the monster lived

happily ever after.

No, he didn't.

- What?

- The monster's not happy. He's crying.

- What do you mean?

- I heard him in the basement, behind the locked door.

He's in there and he's sad.

You hush now, go to sleep, okay?

Good night.

We lost Mrs. Burnett last night.

Mother is weakening by the hour, and I

fear that she will not last the winter.

Father returned to us this morning

with supplies of fresh meat.

Uncle Burnett continued further east

in hope of reaching the outpost.

He has not returned, and I

believe now that he never will.

Father says all is forgiven in the eyes of the Lord.

Daddy.

What if we were different?

If we weren't like we are?

What?

Come here, honey.

What are we like?

It was God chose us to be this way.

If we don't do as he asks,

we get sick from the poison.

One by one we'd die.

You can't hide a doubtful mind from him, honey.

He knows all, sees all.

You're stronger than you know, girl.

I know, Daddy. One more day.

- I love you so much. I love you so much.

- I love you too.

Oh! Excuse me.

- Hey, Doc.

- Mr. Anders.

What kind of bone

you think that is?

- Where'd you find this?

- In a washed-out creek, behind my house.

Definitely not a deer. My dad would've

known, he was real good with bones.

In my humble opinion,

I believe it's human remains.

Well... in that case I take your

word for it, you're a doctor.

Well, I'm here because I went by to see Meeks,

and told him. He just thinks I'm some kind of a nut-case,

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