Skinford: Chapter Two

Let's get down to business then.

Dig yourself a nice big hole.

What's that?

You were buried alive.

You shouldn't have dug me up.

Go, go, go.

I mean yeah I've been dodging death for a very long time.

But this makes no sense,

this is like death doesn't even exist anymore.

I paid for a product I was told was inside the truck.

They put something in us.

FLICK THE SWITCH!

What a wonderful game.

I want a real life, one with less death in it.

If the person drawing these is who I think they are,

then they can help me get rid

of this curse once and for all.

It's been a long time, Zophia.

But health may remember you.

Untie yourself from that witch

and give me the cure I need.

It's just not for us to have.

Or anyone for that matter.

You're gonna leave your father here to die.

You're worse than useless, you're nothing, zero.

She didn't give me the curse,

I took it from her.

How did you do that?

I have no idea, but I'm going to find out.

Finally some privacy.

You may not remember me, but I certainly remember you.

Honestly it was like nothing I'd ever seen.

Just bullets everywhere, just bang, bang, bang, bang.

Like a straight up western.

I wish you'd have seen me because

I was completely in my element.

Who would've thought you'd turn out to be a hero.

Yeah well, I was lucky to get out alive, honestly.

I guess my instinct just kicked in

and I took care of business, you know?

What happened to the rest?

Your mate, Skinny?

Ah yeah don't you worry about Skinny.

Ten guns could be shooting at him at once

and he'd find some way to get out of it.

Yeah.

No he's like that.

Always getting out of sticky situations he is, yeah.

Sounds like this was a pretty sticky one.

Times up, cowboy.

Ah come on.

I want to see more of you, yeah.

And I've got plenty of inspiration for you, my beautiful.

So does everyone else.

Oh Lucinda, don't you look fantastic.

Doesn't she look lovely?

This is new, how's that going?

How's business, good?

What do you want, Skinny?

To pay compliments where compliments are due.

We need a place to stay, to lay low for awhile.

We?

Oh that's right, you two haven't met each other have you?

Um Lucinda this is uh, Zo, yep Zo.

Zo, Lucinda.

Nice to meet you.

If there's any chance there's a room that we can use.

Or just like a corner of a room.

We don't need much, do we?

Just a place to rest and your discretion.

Look I've heard some things that would

make me nervous about having you here.

Uh buh buh buh.

But, seeing as though you both look like hell,

I'll help you out.

Thank you so very much, you are a generous soul.

How long are you staying?

Oh just a couple of days.

Maybe a week.

This should fit you.

This probably won't.

Thank you.

There's a room upstairs, it's yours.

But if there's any sign of trouble, you're gone.

Got it?

Oh got it.

Got it?

I think I understand how you feel now, being hunted.

So what are we gonna do now then?

They're after us for my immortality

and the power it gives them against death.

If we can end it, cure me, they'll have nothing

left to chase, we can get our lives back.

Of course.

The biggest crime boss in town has every hired gun

pointed at us and the only way out of it

is to make sure the one thing that's keeping us alive.

That's logical.

Helen said that I stole the curse from her somehow.

The only thing left of her is a sketchbook,

and Helen drew more than she spoke.

If we can find it.

Eddie, you cock!

Skinny, mate hey, it's good to see you, yeah.

Oh fuck off it's good to see me, you gutless prick.

Oh come on mate, it didn't happen like that.

You want to tell me what did it fucking happen like?

You know they were gonna kill us both, alright?

But you were fine with them killing just me, were you?

What was I supposed to do, mate?

Be a friend.

I didn't have a choice.

You never do.

And that's your problem isn't it?

All you give a shit about is yourself.

I'm out, I'm out.

We can't stay here.

I do appreciate your hospitality Lucinda,

but we'll be on our way now.

You really should stay, Skinny.

There's nothing here for us.

What?

Mindy, round of drinks on the house.

That fucking hurt.

What now?

Have you ever played thumb war?

One, two, three, four, I declare thumb war.

Bow to the queen, kiss the king.

I'm done playing games.

I want the old man in pieces!

Room 847.

What's up, Doc?

Not you it seems.

How's it going?

Other than being eaten alive from the inside, you mean.

Okay.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Guy, it is what it is.

We can slow it down with more surgery,

radiotherapy, chemotherapy,

but I'm afraid it isn't going to get any better.

How long does he have?

Your health is diminishing rapidly.

If you rest, six months maybe.

That's not good enough.

Cancer is a progressive disease,

it doesn't care if you stick a gun in its back.

Enough, you can leave.

I'll get you some painkillers.

Out, now.

Instead of giving her a hard time,

you should be out looking for my cure.

Find the witch!

You know this is the first time I've

brought a girl here and it hasn't been a date.

It's filthy.

Yeah but it's secluded, dark, you know, mysterious.

Like abandoned psychiatric hospitals or haunted houses.

No like romantic like.

No wonder your generation is so lost.

Where is your friends?

Skinny, Skinny.

Skinny, Skinny.

Right on time.

Skinny.

Alright, mate.

Skinny, hey.

Shh, shh, shh.

Yes, yes, sorry, sorry.

Hi.

Did you get it?

Oh yes, yes.

Hey it wasn't easy, but I reckon

I'm cut out for this kind of work.

What kind of work is that?

Getting secret shit.

Listen thank you mate, we owe you one.

All good my friend.

But I gotta tell you there was a bunch

of whispering going on about you two.

Yeah, what kind?

The people are out to kill you kind.

What happened back at the nursing home?

I couldn't tell you, not without putting you in danger.

What kind of danger?

The people are out to kill you kind.

Right.

Look David, we need one last favor.

Name it.

Alright, do you think you could bring us back some food, maybe some blankets?

It's freezing out here.

Yeah, no worries.

Does this mean we're working together now?

Sure.

Great.

Anything else?

What size pants are you?

I wonder where dear old dad's sleeping tonight

now that he's blown his cover.