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I--the royal we, you know, the editorial--I dropped off the money, exactly as per--Look, I've got certain information, certain things have come to light, and uh, has it ever occurred to you, man, that given the nature of all this new shit, that, uh, instead of running around blaming me, that this whole thing might just... | What in God's holy name are you blathering about? |
What in God's holy name are you blathering about? | I'll tell you what I'm blathering about! I got information--new shit has come to light and--shit, man! She kidnapped herself! |
Who the hell is he? | I'll tell you who I am! I'm the guy who's gonna KICK YOUR PHONY GOLDBRICKING ASS! |
Look at that fucking phony, Dude! Pretending to be a fucking millionaire! | I said out. Now. |
I said out. Now. | Let me tell you something else. I've seen a lot of spinals, Dude, and this guy is a fake. A fucking goldbricker. |
This guy fucking walks. I've never been more certain of anything in my life! | Stay away from me, mister! |
Oh, shit. | You're bullies! Cowards, both of you! |
Shit, sorry man. | Stay away from me! You bullies! You and these women! You won't leave a man his fucking balls! |
Walter-- | YOU THINK I'M FUCKING AROUND HERE? MARK IT ZERO!! |
YOU THINK I'M FUCKING AROUND HERE? MARK IT ZERO!! | All right! There it is! It's fucking zero! |
You happy, you crazy fuck? | This is a league game, Smokey! |
What do you think? | Sounds like a plan. |
Sounds like a plan. | What do you really think? |
What do you really think? | These guys are shitting bricks cause they're no longer on the top of the food chain. They're going to fuck us the first chance they get. |
I am worrying. Seems to me, you're starting to get confused as to which side of the line you're standing on. | Pretty hollow words coming from a man who spent the last year running with the enemy. |
Pretty hollow words coming from a man who spent the last year running with the enemy. | What the hell is that supposed to mean? |
What the hell is that supposed to mean? | It means I'm starting to wonder if the vampires still have their hooks in you. You've been acting strange ever since I gave you the cure. Reckless, quick to anger -- You said it yourself, Whistler. Those vampires knew our defense system backwards and forwards. Where'd they get their intel? |
Your security's for shit, kid. | Where the hell have you been? |
Where the hell have you been? | Just out connecting a few dots. |
Kiss your ass goodbye, Reinhardt. | You're wasting your time, Blade. The flechette's a dud. |
Hey, hey! The fuck you doing?! | Getting your attention, Paco. |
Getting your attention, Paco. | Well you've got it, warmblood. Now what the fuck are you gonna do with it? |
Listen, hillbilly, you are a cunt-hair away from cowboy heaven. | Ain't no thing but a chicken wing, buttercup. |
What the fuck you doing? | Ain't nobody here but you and me, chicken wing. I'd say this is as good a time as any to settle up. |
Tell me something, Skid -- | Scud. |
Scud. | Whatever -- What'd you do to the Charger? |
Whatever -- What'd you do to the Charger? | The pimp-mobile? Just made a few after market modifications. Nitrous-oxide injection system, forged aluminum pistons and crankshaft, higher flowing fuel pump. |
The pimp-mobile? Just made a few after market modifications. Nitrous-oxide injection system, forged aluminum pistons and crankshaft, higher flowing fuel pump. | Gave it a more aggressive exhaust profile ramping. |
Gave it a more aggressive exhaust profile ramping. | Fuck yeah. Whole package'll crank this betty up another three-hundred horsepower. |
Fuck yeah. Whole package'll crank this betty up another three-hundred horsepower. | And you'll burn the damn thing out before your next fucking oil change. |
Hey, you think I don't know what's at stake here? We practically compromised our whole operation to save your puckered old ass! And for what? | Our operation?! Our operation?! I built this operation, you fucking turd stain. |
This whole deal's giving me a serious case of the butt-willies. | Look, kid, they obviously found your base of operations. If it was a trap, why flip their dicks by announcing themselves? |
Yeah, your little cootchie knew. | You little shit. When did they get to you? |
You little shit. When did they get to you? | Back when Blade had me hunting down your puckered old ass. What's up with your hair, anyway? Fucking Willie Nelson look-a-like? |
You can't do this, he's human, it's murder. | It's war, now get the fuck out of the way! |
-- but then I remember what an ass-hole you were and I'm snapped back to reality. | Jesus, Karen, you're breaking my heart here -- |
--or incredibly fucking naive. | Hey, folklore-- |
The bitched-out babe in back here is one Anna Tassio--we met one dark and stormy night in a Blair Witch chat room, we all did-- | --Christ almighty-- |
--Christ almighty-- | --but she was nicer then--sweeter-- she hadn't vomited twice already like today-- |
--but she was nicer then--sweeter-- she hadn't vomited twice already like today-- | --it's called "morning sickness," asshole-- |
--it's called "morning sickness," asshole-- | --a six week bun in the oven-- |
This is funny?? This is tens of thousands of fucking dollars! You pricks! I'll see you in fucking court!! | Not the only things missing, Nick. |
--nothing left to play 'em on, honey. | Oh, sorry, right. |
Oh, sorry, right. | You can be goddamn sure, though, I'm going to be looking at every second of 'em when I get back to Baltimore--I get proof who stole my shit and I call the cops! |
You can be goddamn sure, though, I'm going to be looking at every second of 'em when I get back to Baltimore--I get proof who stole my shit and I call the cops! | We're ticketed to fly back from Baltimore, anyway. |
--or someone-- | --scared the living shit out of us. |
For once could you just sit down, shut up, and give something a <u>chance</u>? | We're leaving--case dismissed for lack of evidence. Maybe on the ride home we can figure how the fuck we're going to graduate with no thesis. |
We're leaving--case dismissed for lack of evidence. Maybe on the ride home we can figure how the fuck we're going to graduate with no thesis. | I'm not going anywhere, 'til-- |
I'm not going anywhere, 'til-- | --bullshit! |
I don't know what it is, but there is something <u>happening</u> here, and it's starting to scare the living shit out me, and look, I'm just <u>not</u> going to argue the point anymore--you want to stay here, stay, but I've got to get the fuck out of here, and I'm begging you to come <u>with</u> me. | I can't. |
I can't. | Then I'm going-- |
Then I'm going-- | --no, you're not. You love me too much. You don't want to see them kill me. |
Oh, Jesus, no-- | --fuck your bullshit pieties! You were the next to die, asshole! |
<u>This</u> is what you wanted enhanced? | Yeah. |
Yeah. | You mind me asking: why the fuck? |
You mind me asking: why the fuck? | The, uh, blur there. |
The, uh, blur there. | Looks like a rope. |
I know you're in there, you piece of shit! | You have to go. |
You have to go. | Not until I get that Beta Cam back! We're both in a world of shit here!! |
Not until I get that Beta Cam back! We're both in a world of shit here!! | I can't. |
I can't. | It's my fucking <u>job</u>, man!! |
It's my fucking <u>job</u>, man!! | I can't let you in. |
How'd you know they were-- | --hunch. Just sort've saw 'em there. |
--hunch. Just sort've saw 'em there. | My ass--you saw those four fucking baboons put 'em there! |
My ass--you saw those four fucking baboons put 'em there! | No. |
I don't think it was them. | Oh, who did then? Blair Witch? Snatching equipment to make her own sequel? |
Oh, who did then? Blair Witch? Snatching equipment to make her own sequel? | I don't know yet. |
I don't know yet. | Well, please keep me fucking informed! |
Does it hurt? | Like hell. Play the goddamn tape. |
Nice tent. | Hadn't even opened the thing since Cub scouts. |
Hadn't even opened the thing since Cub scouts. | Never would've guessed. |
Never would've guessed. | So where the hell am I going to sleep? |
So where the hell am I going to sleep? | If you're looking at me, look elsewhere. |
If you're looking at me, look elsewhere. | I've got the Panasonic Portable DVD player. |
What I never could figure about the movie? | What? |
What? | Three people: two guys, a girl-- sleeping in the same motel room, the same tent night after night. |
Three people: two guys, a girl-- sleeping in the same motel room, the same tent night after night. | Yeah? |
Yeah? | No fucking. |
No fucking. | No. |
No. | Made no sense. Scared out of their minds, and the greatest stress reliever in creation right at their fingertips. Nada. |
Made no sense. Scared out of their minds, and the greatest stress reliever in creation right at their fingertips. Nada. | No sense at all. I'm a little stressed. |
No sense at all. I'm a little stressed. | Try a long walk. |
Get <u>out</u> of here! | What're you doing with all this shit? |
Me, too. | Hey, I got a whole editing suite in my loft--more the fucking merrier. |
Mi casa y su casa! | Su casa y shit-o hole-o. |
Su casa y shit-o hole-o. | Hey, hon'--this is what pays the rent and tuition. |
Same trees. They took Elly Kedward out to the same kind of trees. | --I look and look in the tree, all I ever see, he's always there watching, that stupid owl, over and over-- |
--I look and look in the tree, all I ever see, he's always there watching, that stupid owl, over and over-- | --Cotter, where can I get on-line? |
--Cotter, where can I get on-line? | --anywhere, anywhere, all up and live, all the time--fucking owl-- |
What the fuck--?? | --I don't know. |
Nobody's going anywhere-- | --hell, I don't think I'm ever leaving this place again-- |
--hell, I don't think I'm ever leaving this place again-- | --one of us, all of us--I have no idea--brought whatever this thing is back here. We're not going to go out there and spread it around like Typhoid Mary. We're gonna figure it out, we're gonna bring a goddamn <u>end</u> to it. |
This is her equally on-the-rag boy- friend, Nick Leavitt-- | --turn the camera off-- |
--turn the camera off-- | --they're from UMass, doing some kind of fucking term paper-- |
--they're from UMass, doing some kind of fucking term paper-- | --Graduate Thesis-- |
--Graduate Thesis-- | --about the Witch-- |
Was it <u>every</u> day or just semi- weekly you got your ass kicked as a kid? | <u>Now</u> you can bring the vehicle to a stop: there on the left. |
--and none of 'em were mine! I-am-so-fucked, I-am-so-fucked-- where the hell was everybody??? | Asleep-- |
Asleep-- | --what happened to the goddamn "Witch-watch??" |
--what happened to the goddamn "Witch-watch??" | --I dunno, I just woke up-- |
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