hey.
excuse me, please.
thank you, but i don't need any help --
no. it's nothing.
hey, it pays more than the couch.
yeah, you got it.
sweet.
what are they doing now?
hey, you lived on a farm, right?
hey, where was your farm?
did you ever slaughter? slaughter livestock?
slaughterhouse run-off used to be drained into piping that ran through the mountains.
earthquakes often cracked the piping and those flow lines were condemned, but never drained.
what i am saying is.  there's a distinct possibility that what we are up against is the result of steady stream of blood and tissue that has been leaking into the caves. and a day ago.  something broke out.
nope, that wouldn't do it.
yeah, he's an ass, but he's my brother. que sera-sera.
yep.
look man, i read books. he reads bumper stickers.
oh please, no.
i thought that was it for a second there.
whoa.  good one.
you sure? i thought the rag had to touch?
genius.
help me!!!
helllppp!
oh jesussss.
help me! help me somebody!
hurry! hurry! hurry!
nooo!!!
come on! goddamn it!