Capps Crossing: Wrong Side of Dead

Excuse me?

I got this.

- Thanks, Mommy. - I'm not your fucking mommy.

This is the last time I do this for you, you got me?

You did this, huh?

- Changed my mind. Go ahead, he's all yours.

Oh, Sandy.

- He's alive, just clipped a wing.

- I just- - What the hell

happened out there?

- There was a group out there and they got into a fight.

Jealous boyfriend situation.

He started killing everyone.

I had to take the guy out myself.

Where are the rest of them?

- Well, David came out there and they shot him.

Where are the rest of them?

They're all dead, six of 'em.

You better hope so.

Otherwise, your bullshit story's never gonna fly.

Okay, what have we got?

Deep laceration in the neck.

She's lost a lot of blood, BP 80 over 50.

- We answered the call at Capps Crossing.

She was the only one alive. It's a blood bath.

Get her to the OR. Now!

Ah, what the hell?

- One of your playthings is still alive.

They shot me.

- I should have left you out there to die.

Then this shit would be over.

There it is.

Grab another bag.

Clamp.

- Clamp? - Clamp.

- Nicked the carotid. Nerve damage, some vessels.

Suture.

- Suture? - Suture.

Irrigate.

Oh, come on hold.

Pressure's dropping.

Shit.

Shredded the edges.

Okay, clamp.

Clamp.

Okay.

Good.

- Whew. - Going up.

Okay, we can close.

Good work, everyone.

Alright, let's close her up.

She's alive.

Holy shit, seriously?

Keep it down.

What exactly did you expect me to do?

We are so fucked, Sandy.

- Well if it makes you feel any better,

she probably won't talk again.

- That's not gonna keep her from picking someone

out of a line-up or writing something on a piece of paper.

He went, what?

Like 24 months before he pulled this shit again?

I can't keep covering up for you.

He's your son.

Not mine.

You have to do something.

Put him away.

- I put him away and we'll all go to jail.

You know, the kid didn't have a chance.

His mom committed suicide.

- She killed herself because she knew he was an abomination.

We should have told him.

Should have told him about us and told him about Tracy.

- That wouldn't have made any difference.

You've gotta do something.

I can't do this anymore.

How many is it gonna take?

How many is it gonna take? 10? 20?

Such a pretty girl.

Fighter too.

Do you mind if I?

Oof.

Nasty business.

I missed you.

Good seeing you again.

Come on.

Come on.

Where are you going now?

Camping.

I told you.

For my birthday.

- Then who is going to do the dishes

and the laundry?

- I already did the laundry and can't you

and Catherine rinse them off and put them in the dishwasher?

Your mother is too busy

and you'd best be back by Monday in time for school.

And the dishes will be waiting for you.

I'll see you on Sunday, Frank.

- Why does it have to be camping?

- Her birthday, her pick, those are the rules.

Suck it up. Just get it over with.

- Wait, you liked it when we went

to Six Flags for mine, right?

Mostly.

I mean, you don't really wanna go, do you?

- I wanna hang out with you guys.

See?

She doesn't wanna go either.

What happened?

- I was cutting chicken for my mom and sliced my finger.

- This is so red, it's definitely infected.

You should have Amber look at it.

- Not going there. - Okay.

It's fine.

Hey, can we come?

- I'd love that but you know, Amber.

- I'm gonna miss you. - I know.

It's just for a few days though.

Here comes the party.

- About time. Dude, I've been waiting for 15 minutes.

- She's a lot of things but she's never late.

She's our friend.

Hey, ready to go?

Yep, we're ready.

Girls trip.

No, there's no room for you.

Come on, what's the big deal?

- I can stay and then the guys can squeeze in.

- Sweet - Bugs and cold and creepers.

- You won't suffer too much, Sid, I promise.

Come on.

She's been talking about this for months.

Come on, Todd.

Don't just sit there, help us load the stuff.

- Oh, awesome. - You like it.

- I have an idea! We can camp in my backyard.

Stop.

Got it all in.

- See you next week, babe.

I'm really gonna miss you.

- I love you. - I love you too.

She's such a control freak.

Okay, rezzy's at 1:00.

I wanna get there a couple minutes early.

- You're just jelly. - Mm.

Can I get you guys a condom?

Oh, is that one strawberry?

- Mm hmm. - Ooh.

Tick tock.

Okay.

Tick tock.

Okay, seatbelts on.

Oh, opps. Bye.

- Bye, babe. - I want mine down.

No jerkin' it while I'm gone.

- Yeah, okay. - Woo!

Woo hoo!

Almost there, you guys.

Great.

It's so beautiful.

I'd love to live in a house in the woods someday.

- It's pretty to look at, not sleep in.

- What if I told you we were staying in a cabin?

- Wait, really? - I'm just fucking with you.

Awesome.

- I will make you a drink as soon as we get there.

Yeah, make it a double.

- As many as it takes to loosen you up.

Hey.

I don't think we have enough.

And

here

we are.

All right.

- It's beautiful. - Mm hmm.

- Where do you wanna set up our tent?

I don't know, over there?

Ew, glorified porta-potty.

Everything is gonna be good.

It's all gonna be fine.

- Amber, were you just over by the bathrooms?

No, why?

- I was just using the bathroom

and it was like something hit the wall.

- Well, maybe it's a pine cone or Hans and Becca,

they're over there.

- Why is our tent so far away from Hannah and Becca?

- You can see the lake from here, see?

Plus, I didn't wanna be near Becca's cackling.

So.

- Still, can we move closer to them?

- I have an extra tent if you want it.

Thought you might want it with my snoring.

I'm not sleeping alone.

Okay.

- Aren't you afraid to sleep alone after what happened?

Well,

my foster parents always kind of made me sleep alone.

So I guess I kind of just got used to it.