don't you ever point a gun at me!
come on, let's move.
christ, am i alone in this world? shoot something-
a target, kendall, cap a fucking target. what's wrong with you?
just safety your shit and get behind me, okay? i'll take care of this.
over there! childs points to the right, where the dim shine of phosphorous can be seen through the trees. he drags kendall to his feet and the two take off running towards it. kendall panting and scared, ducking branches and leaping ditches as the two sprint towards the dying glow.
hello! hel-
get down! they hit the deck, face down in mud. it takes them a second to realize the shots are not directed at them.
fuck, what the fuck is going on-
whoever it is isn't shooting at us.  he trails off. the gunfire and screaming have stopped. silence now, save for the wind and rain.
fine. childs rises and heads towards where the sounds were. kendall, lying in the rain and mud, shivering. alone. after a moment he gets up and follows. ext. louisiana bayou -- creek bed,-- last night the scorched ground and trees smolder under the rainfall. kendall finds childs, standing down by the creek. something lies by his feet.
it was the grenade you fucking idiot. look at him!
this isn't our area. whose area is this-
we found him like this- mueller raises his rifle at the weeping kendall.
we found him like this! kendall was with me the whole- listen to me! mueller, finally seeming to understand. lowering the gun.
where's pike? no response.
mueller, where's pike? mueller looks up.
before or after the explosion? mueller-
hey! mueller stops, eyes crazed. childs looks to the sky, which is becoming worse by the second.
we have to get out of this. to find the cabin. he helps kendall to his feet.
maybe he'll be there. either way, we have to go. kendall nods, slowly. the two start up the hill.
you can carry him if you want. he and kendall continue on. mueller lingers a moment longer and then turns, following them up the hill.
we don't know. west is dead. silence. dunbar and nunez stare at him. mueller jerks a hand towards kendall and childs.
what about you, wandering around alone? at least we have an alibi-
he is the only one unaccounted for.
we found him like this.  dunbar edges closer, looking at west. with bullet holes. his chest, riddled.
yeah, right. . .
get down! he tackles kendall into the mud.
get away from there. he's serious. dunbar moves away from pike.
get that hand away. dunbar does. looks to nunez.
we can still come out of this okay. pike got free, he got a gun, he came after us. that's the story. mueller collapses on the ground. head in hands.
shut up, mueller.
none of that matters now. we got two dead bodies and a story that explains them. you're either with us, or against us - which is it? dunbar and kendall, looking at each other. it's clear what the wrong answer will mean. a long beat, until