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"steal this, you fucking looter assholes. Dead
guy’s buried here.”
LIAM: I think we will just leave the coat,
Beauregard.
MARISHA: I feel like a note could be very
convincing, but that’s fair. All right, let’s go.
SAM: Go after them?
LIAM: Well, we do not have to decide what we are
going to do right away. We could have an
opportunity, grab our friends. We don’t need to
rush into the lion’s den. Let’s see what we are
looking at, what we are dealing with. We get our
three friends back. We have not traveled with them
this far to throw it away.
SAM: To throw what away? I want to hear you say
it. Why do you want to go after them?
LIAM: Their deaths would be a waste.
SAM: Wrong. Why?
LIAM: Caleb storms off into the woods.
MARISHA: Keg.
ASHLY: Beau?
MARISHA: Thank you.
ASHLY: For what?
MARISHA: I think we all would have been dead back
there had you not made your offer, which you
didn’t have to do. It’s noted.
ASHLY: A bit too little, too late, but sure,
yeah.
MARISHA: What was your friend’s name?
ASHLY: Yuto.
MARISHA: No more running. For Molly and Yuto.
Deal?
ASHLY: Deal.
SAM: If you run, we’ll kill you.
ASHLY: That’s fair.
SAM: Cool.
ASHLY: Bad time to ask for a drink?
MARISHA: Never a bad time.
SAM: You deserve it.
MATT: Caleb, you’ve stormed off, a bit around the
way to the little bit of scrub and a few trees off
to the side, where the horses are set. There’s a
new horse standing there, one that wasn’t with the
rest of your trio.
MARISHA: It’s a spy!
MATT: Medium brown in color.
MARISHA: Kill it!
SAM: (cooing)
LIAM: I’m in the open right now with the horses,
yeah?
MATT: Yeah. It’s looking right at you.
LIAM: The horse is? There’s no person around?
MATT: No other person that you see, no.
LIAM: I walk up to the front of the horse.
MATT: It clomps up, meeting your step with each
step you take.
LIAM: Oh. Who are you, Freund?