Wrong Turn 2: Dead End Page #6

and I want all the screen time

that I can get.

And I know how

to make sure that happens.

Really?

Oh.

Works for me.

You don't get it.

I'm, like, a complete spaz when it comes

to anything even remotely athletic.

I'm sorry I didn't help.

You're just playing the game.

I understand.

I just really need this money.

I'm not gonna give you my radiation card,

if that's what you're worried about.

I'm just thrilled that I actually get

to live another day.

Motherf***er.

Look, I know it hurts...

but you don't need

a piece of sh*t like that in your life.

You're better off without him.

- I thought he was the one. You know?

- Yeah.

I've known scumbags like this

all my life.

Six months ago, I caught my fianc

in bed with my best friend.

Really?

Top it off-

He used my credit cards

to put me into major debt.

That's why I have to win this game.

The sooner you realize

you can only depend on yourself...

the better off you'll be.

Come on.

Take a breath.

Let's go down there and kick his ass.

- Is that what you did to your fianc?

- Put him in the hospital.

Come on.

No. I'll just deal with it

in my own way.

It's what he deserves.

- It's not me.

- Come on.

No. I'm not like you.

I don't want to be.

- I'm sorry. That came out wrong.

- It's okay.

- Come on. Just tell me one

hot experience that you had.

- Oh, God.

- I can get you on Howard Stern if it's good.

- I got a buddy who works in the studio in New York.

- You're such a moron.

Yeah, but we're on the same team here.

You know, the same... team.

All right. All right, all right.

I'll stop. I'll stop.

I swear. Cross my heart.

No more sex talk.

From now on, you'll be the uptight

lesbian sister I never had. Truce?

Oh. And now that we're family,

tell me-Who went down on who first?

Pendejo!

- I'm kidding. I'm just-

Is that barbecue?

Mission f***in'- accomplished.

Wait. This is too easy. Maybe this

is a trap to make us lose the game.

What trap?

It's a hunter's camp, sister.

- What are you doing?

- I'm starved, and, damn, that smells awesome.

If this is a real hunter's camp,

we can't just steal his food.

Why the hell not? It's a "survival of the

fittest" kind of thing. Finders, keepers.

You're a lesbian.

Where are your cojones?

If we bring this back to share with the

others, nobody's gonna want us out of the game.

- Ow!

- What, it's hot?

- Finally, we're a team.

- Don't push your luck.

Mmm! Pork.

Man, these hillbillies

really know their barbecue.

- So what are you gonna do?

- I'm getting outta here.

I'll call the techies

to drive me back to Wheeling.

You're headed the wrong way.

R.V. And cell phones are back that way.

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