Jack (aka. Dub): Alright boys
Michael (aka. Trigger): Lets get that Bigfoot, Dub!
Jack: I got myself a rifle.
Geoff (aka. Z-Bo): My- My family don't believe in the Squash so I told 'em
I was gonna go out campin' with my friends.
Jack: I told 'em I was goin' fishin'. Geehee!
Geoff: I'll tell you right now Trigger that is one big son'of a bitch and he is fast
Geoff: He is a fast-
Jack: Hey Trigger, Trigger, I think im right behind ya'.
Michael: I hear-! He's comin' towards me!
He's comin' towards me! AH!
Jack and Geoff: Where are ya'!?
Michael: I tracked him! I hit 'em with a tracker!
Track that son of a bitch
Jack: Oh we got a bullet on 'em. We got a tracker on 'em now.
Michael: -fight, I'ma make you fight. Fight me like a man.
AH! He ain't no man boys! He ain't no man!
Michael: AGHH *Gurgle*
Jack: Trig! Trig!
Geoff: Tigger!
Jack: Trig! Trig!
Ah we- no we lost trig!
Geoff:  Alright hold on I got a beat on 'em.
Jack: Okay.
Geoff: I can see his hairy ass
Geoff: Boom! You mother fucker! Boom! Boom! Boom!
I'm gettin 'em! I'm gettin 'em!
Oh shit...
Bigfoot shot my friend!
Ryan (aka. Randy): *sighs* Alright well,
This is the last known location of those three idiots.
Jeremy (aka. Billy Tim): Ah, Dub what 'chu gottin' yourself into.
Ryan: Big Cleet
Jeremy: There ain't even no fishin hole around here he said
he gon' fishin.
Ryan: Let's uh, look around the corner here maybe we can find
where they set up camp.
Gavin (aka. Cleet): I had to take the red eye from London
to avenge my brother.
Jeremy: Cleet you're related to Trigger?!
Gavin: Yeah.
Ryan: Why you sound so funny?
Gavin: Like- like boarding school or something. They like abducted me as a child
right-?
Ryan: They abducted you? *chuckle*
Gavin: But- I still really like, like grits and shit.
Jeremy: Thats a dark past there, Cleet.
Ryan: That's a solid Grit reference. Uhhh...
*Thunder and lighting strikes*
Gavin: JESUS! the lightin-
Jeremy: Oh my Gosh!
Ryan: Alright.
Gavin: Don't get that in- in England.
Jeremy: Dub...You think Dub got hit by lightning?
Ryan: They don't have weather in England?
Gavin: Not like this!
Um...Billy Tim Dub?
What- What you got?
Jeremy: Look just call me Billy Tim or BT-Dub. Pick one.
Gavin: I- I think I'm gonna refuse to call you BT-Dubs.
Jeremy: Billy Tim it is.
Ryan: Billy- Billy-? can-? is it like-?
Wait, how is it Billy Tim?
Jeremy: Cuz my name is Billy Tim! Thats what my mother called me.
Ryan: Is it Billy Tim with a hyphen? Are you William Timothy?
Gavin: *laughs*
Jeremy: William Timothy is my birth name- Oh. *gasp*
Jeremy: Guys! Guys!
Ryan: What! What! What! What?
Gavin: William what's up?
Jeremy: There be a camp over here.
Ryan: Yeah you see a camp?
Gavin: This- This place stinks of my brother. It reaks of him.
Ryan: Whats your brother's name again? 
Jeremy: Oh it smells like Trigger up in here.
Gavin: I haven't been to this country in over a decade but I can still
remember the stank.
Ryan: He's a- He's a stanky fellow, is that what your gettin' at?
He's been missing two weeks now-
Gavin: We got rope!?
Jeremy: What?
Gavin: He was always into choke-wanks.
Ryan: I may have lost you guys, could ya...
yous got maybe a flare....or...
Gavin: Yeah I'll set a flare off.
Jeremy: Whoaa. Guy this is Dubs truck!
Gavin: *laughs*
Jeremy: I'd recognize this anywhere!
Gavin: Randy? Eyes to the sky bitch. 
(Jeremy mumbling in back)
Ryan: Lookin'.
Jeremy: What are you doin' Cleet!?
Ryan: He sent up a flare cuz I'm lost.
Gavin: *laughing*
You're gonna snap you're neck there Billy.
Ryan: I'm still- I still can't
Where 's my map? I don't remember where my map is.
Jeremy: You hit- maybe if a hypothetical- Q button.
Ryan: Its in my Q pocket! Okay. Got it. My Q pocket.
Gavin: So I've been uh...-
Jeremy: What is Dub trying to haul in the back of this thing? 
Gavin: During my time away-
Gavin: I've learn't photography, I'll be settin' up some cameras.
Ryan: Thats good- That'll-
Gavin: Big into Tech.
Ryan: That'll help maybe track 'em down. They left a buch of weird
equipment here. What were they looking for?
Oh god dammit they got a giant cage.
They're-
Jeremy: What are they-
Ryan: -They're human traffickers.
Jeremy: Aw, no, Dub don't get involved in that now.
Ryan: Ah. I mean...Fuckin. My brother-
Jeremy: Dub, what have you gotten yourself into Dub?
Ryan: -He's just the dumbest. He goes around callin' himself "Z-Bo"....
His name is Francis.
Jeremy: I want to believe...
Gavin: Where did "Z-Bo" come from?
Ryan: You know, our last name is Zweiler.
Gavin: Was he conceived in a Gazebo?
Ryan: He coulda' been.
Jeremy: Oh no... "I want to believe."
Ryan: No bullets in this thing.
Jeremy: They were doin' some serious huntin out here boys. They got guns, traps-
Ryan: And Tranq. darts, yeah. They were definitely hunting for some kind of
illegal immigrants scam.
Jeremy: I bet Dub was doin his tree gag where he gets in the bush, pretends to be some.
Ughh
Gavin: I feel like you know him extremely well.
Jeremy: Me and Dub grew up together! I mean Iknow he seems a bit older than me
but Dub and I-
Ryan: Alright I'm gonna put some posters up on the wall so we can remember what were lookin' for.
Jeremy: Two peas in a pod.
Uh...we got uh...
Dub
uh Z-Bo aka Francis
and Trigger
aka. what the hells Trigger's actual name?
Jeremy: Its- *laugh* It's Trigger.
Ryan: His real name is Trigger?
Gavin: Terry Rigger.
Ryan: Terry Rigger, okay.
Jeremy: You puttin' 'em up on the wall?
Ryan: Yep, plus ust got an extra- just incase we- we happen to find this
this gentleman here.
Jeremy: Oh thats- Thats Dub right there.
Gavin: That means my name is Cleetus Rigger.
Ryan: ...That- that is your...
Jeremy: Thats my Dub right there.
Gavin: Cleet Riggs
Ryan: There you go.
Jeremy: Alright we gotta find 'em.
Ryan: Alright lets put some cameras around maybe we can sniff 'em out.
Jeremy: You're gonna try to find 'em on a camera?
Ryan: Uhhhh. You just gotta work-
Jeremy: I'm just gonna go lookin'.
Ryan: Youre just gonna go lookin'?
Jeremy: Yeah I gotta find a Dub.
Gavin: Arm up your guns with track bullets.
Jeremy: If anybody can find a Dub its a Dub.
Ryan: I don't know how Francis got caught up in this. He's been talkin' about some kinda
nonsense about a Squatch hunt. I...
Gavin: A what hunt?
Ryan: He obsessed with the idea of a Sasquatch.
Jeremy: I know, Dubs been goin' on about that as well.
Ryan: We were raised...in the Hamptons. I don't know whats wrong with that kid.
He fell outta the boat one day just came out of it redneck.
I think there was some silly stuff in the water, im not exactly sure.
Gavin: Silly Stuff?
Jeremy: I'm even from a hick village, maybe, and I don't- I don't have to believe in that.
Ryan: What happened- If I'm honest with you what happend was
we were riding behind another boat, and a cop patrol was comin' by,
and the boat infront of us, did like this whole Boston Tea Party thing,
with just bails of what I can only guess are Meth and Marijuana
and Dub- I mean Z-Bo just fell in the water
Jeremy: You don't know my Dub.
Ryan: Yeah. Yeah I don't know what happened to Dub, but Z-Bo fell in the water
and when he came out he just hasn't been right since.
Gavin: Huh...
Ryan: It's been real bad. He started callin' himself "Z-Bo"
Jeremy: Get that water-
Gavin: Was he a doctor before?
Ryan: He was not. No, He was a- He was a very smart talented artist.
Gavin: Oh Wow.
Jeremy: *gasps*
*almost ghostly sound*
Ryan: What the hell was that?
Jeremy: Theres a body!
Gavin: The woods don't sound like that at night.
Ryan: You found a body?!
Jeremy: This ain't- This ain't Dub though.
Ryan: Is it Dub?!
Jeremy: Is this Dub?
Dub?
Gavin: Dub?
Jeremy: Is that you Dub?
Ryan: Can you roll him over?
Jeremy: Roll 'em over. I don't wanna put a camera on 'em.
Ryan: Yeah lets make sure he doesnt get away.
Gavin: We should call 999
Ryan: Uhhh
Jeremy: He ain't got his benie on though, I don't think thats Dub.
Ryan: No reception.
Jeremy: His face is real messed up.
Ryan: What happened to 'em?!
Jeremy: Ohh something bad is goin on in these woods here.
Ryan: Well- Well at does it look like killed him?
Jeremy: Theres so much blood!
Wait, Wait on now. I can see a chin on this one, you can't see Dub's chin.
Theres one thing I know about Dub...I ain't never see his chin. He was born with a beard.
Gavin: OH! My ankles.
Ryan: What are you doin'. Guys. We already lost three people in this wood.
Lets not lose anymore
Jeremy: DUUUB!
Gavin: Guys if you find a gun. Let me know.
Jeremy: DUB!
Ryan: This woods is definitely loaded with guns, right? There's probably...
some watch tower somewhere that might have-
Jeremy: Whatever killed that man might have killed Dub.
Ryan: Look go through his pockets, maybe its Dub, maybe its Trigger.
Jeremy: No I went through his pockets there was nothin' in there.
Ryan: Big Cleet, why don't you go check it out and see if it Trigger.
Gavin: Check for Trigger?
Jeremy: How you find a body and not go through it pockets
Gavin: Terry!
Terry!
Ryan: Its just the endless wood.
Oh. Well I walked in a big circle, I'm almost back to the camp.
Francis!
Gavin: What does Francis like, maybe you can bait him.
Ryan: Uh He was into a buncha weird stuff.
Gavin: Child porn?
Ryan: Ehhh Not that but
boy did- was he into- White power and shit
Gavin: Oh
Ryan: Who-? Who put a trap here?
Gavin: Who put a trap there? That might have been me.
Jeremy: You put a- What if Dub steps in that!
Gavin: Well then we'll have him, we'll know where he is!
Jeremy: Don't you put Dub in a trap.
Gavin: What would you rather have, Dub in a trap or no Dub?
Ryan: At this point they've gone feral right?
Jeremy: Don't make me choose Cleet!
You cut to the core of me with that question Cleet.
Ryan: Now boys the suns starting to go down, we better group back up at the camp.
Gavin: Yeah I'm- I'm here
Ryan: We've got cameras out though, maybe they've gone nocturnal.
Gavin: I'm gonna watch on the- the old telee.
Ryan: So far I can't really see anything that would have lead to them being dead. There had been a wolf-
Jeremy: I found a body! That'd lead to 'em bein' dead! Dub!
Ryan: Yeah and I'm lookin' for a cause!
Jeremy: Aw Dub...
Gavin: Seems like a quiet night.
Ryan: Yeah.
Gavin: Too quiet.
Ryan: Is it ever too quiet?
*Distant Roar*
Ryan and Jeremy: WHAT!?
Gavin: I heard something.
Jeremy: Its a bear!
Ryan: You think its a bear? It sounded...like...an elephant
that fucked a bear
Jeremy: Alright where are you? where are you?
Ryan: or an Elephant fucking a bear, im not really sure on that-
Jeremy: I- I wanna find you where are you?
Ryan: Well just go back to the camp!
Gavin: The fridge is white maybe-
Ryan: Look in your Q pocket at the map
Gavin: Maybe he'll be attracted to the fridge.
Ryan: Do we have a fridge?
Gavin: Yep
Ryan: Well lets go eat some snacks. Did they leave anything?
If I know Z-Bo he's got a fridge full of Beef Jerky and
Ryan: -its weirdly white but its still beef jerky
Jeremy: Whats that- Whats that noise?
Ryan: Stop putting traps around!
Gavin: We need to suck him in.
Gavin: Did you take that-
Ryan: Yes I took it!
Gavin: Why'd you take it?
Jeremy: Are you trying to trap Dub still?
Ryan: What're you tryin' to kill?
Gavin: I wanna find Terry!
Jeremy: You aren't puttin meat in those traps are you?
Ryan: He did.
Jeremy: Now Dubs definitely gonna step in 'em! Dub can't resist meat!
Ryan: Francis loves Tartar, and that is uncooked meat so he will just dive right into that.
Gavin: So I've been gone a decade, whats up with that Trump guy. Seriously
Ryan: You know, he uh...
Billy Tim: He's savin' our country that what. Me and Dub went down and voted together, put that guy in the office
Ryan: *really quiet* Thats- youre a real hero
Lets just find our brothers so I never have to talk to you again.
Alright everybody get in here and close the windows.
Gavin: Close the windows? What are we- What are we scared of?
Ryan: We just don't want the rain to get in, its rainin'.
Well this is- okay look- See I told you they were after a Squatch.
"Main Tasks" like that guy knew how to spell Main!
Find and catch bigfoot, put bigfoot in a cage,
find lost tourists
Jeremy: Dub didn't write that he can't spell.
Ryan: Yeah...I- They probably googled it.
Gavin: Wait, I've forgotten what it is to be an American hold on.
*fires gun*
Gavin: There we go.
Ryan: Whoa!
Jeremy: Cleet!
Ryan: Whoa!
Gavin: I'm back bitches.
Ryan: Did someone hurt?
Gavin: Nah, just refresher course.
Jeremy: Cleet! Trigger disipline Cree- Cleet.
Ryan: C-Creet
Gavin: I went to Creet.
Ryan: Yeah?
Gavin: Yeah.
Gavin: Shithole.
Ryan: You were over there learnin'.
Gavin: Yeah shithole.
Ryan: Is it? That's a real shame.
*thunder*
Jeremy: Oh its bad out there
Jeremy: I gotta get our there! I gotta find Dub!
Ryan: Okay there- he'll ju- look
maybe the rain will make him come in, look in the cameras, check out the cameras.
Gavin: Yeah
Ryan: Lets see.
*ryan goes boop boop boop boop boop*
Jeremy: Dub
Ryan: I can see you over there, we put a camera five feet away from the RV, so
that ones a real winner.
Lets see whats goin on at camera number two.
Oh a whole lotta nothin'.
Camera three?
Real party there, there's a bird.
Gavin: *laughs*
Camera four...
...is also squat.
Ryan: Number five, gotta big rock
Jeremy: ...dub?
Gavin: Did you say Squatch?
Ryan: No just "squat".
Jeremy: Dub.
Ryan: Number six, also nothin' so this continues to be the least threatening wood in the world
Jeremy: He doesn't like the rain.
Gavin: Trigger? Trigger?
Gavin: Trigger?
Ryan: Are you just- Are you trying to summon him? You got a Ouija board?
Jeremy: I can't tell if he's tryin to shot his gun or if he's lookin for his brother.
Ryan: We still don't if uhhh...which of the mangled corpses that was
Gavin: What'd it smell like?
Jeremy: Didn't smell like Dub...
Ryan: So it could be Trigger of Francis. I'm not-
Jeremy: It was hard to tell.
Ryan: I'm pretty sure-
Ryan: I mean I haven't examined it. Did he have anything in his pockets? what'd he have in his pocket?
Jeremy: His pockets...There were a couple of  bullets in there.
Jeremy: I took 'em
Ryan: Uh-huh.
Jeremy: He had a wallet. Nothin' in it.
Ryan: No- No ID?
Jeremy: No ID or Nothin'!
Ryan: Boy there is just...nothin goin on out in the world tonight.
Gavin: Should venture out?
Jeremy: I'm already doin it lookin for Dub.
Ryan: Be nice if they had cable on this thing...
Jeremy: Ya'll watchin TV up there, gottafind- find- Oh!
Oh its a camera!
Ryan: Oh- I- ye- Which camera?
Jeremy: Uhhh...five?
Ryan: Oh hi!
BT-...nah I can't say it.
Jeremy: Aww. BT-Dub.
Ryan: No!
Jeremy: But I'm just BT without my Dub. I gotta find him.
Ryan: He's really not
Gavin?: Hmm these idiots.
Jeremy: What was that?
Ryan: What was what?
Jeremy: That noise?
Ryan: Look. Theres mysterious signals in the static...
Jeremy: Is there a deer near me?
Ryan: Uhhhh....
*Thunder and a lighting strike*
Jeremy: AHH!
Ryan: Whoa! whoa.
Gavin: Bugger me...
Ryan: What was that?
Jeremy: Whoa, the lightning hittin' a tree near me...
Ryan: Is it burned up?
Jeremy: Yeah...
Ryan: Awww look at the fire flies!
You know nature isn't so bad Big Cleet.
Gavin: I'm with you.
Ryan: I'm glad I got to share this with you.
Gavin: Me too man.
Ryan: How uhh...You goin back to England after this or...
Gavin: Well man I hope so!
Jeremy: Don't worry Dub, Those two are bondin' but I'm gonna find you.
Ryan (to Gavin): I- I wouldn't stick around with your brother if I were you. I have not heard great things.
He's hangin' out with Francis. He's-
Gavin: Yeah, he yells a lot.
You're welcome to come back with me to England if you want.
Ryan: Oh that'd be great.
Gavin: I've got a family there.
Jeremy: I've got a family here
Gavin: Got a girl back home.
Ryan: Yeah?
Gavin: Yep.
Jeremy: What's she like?
Gavin: Her name's Teresa.
Jeremy: Teresa Cleet?
*ghostly noise*
Ryan: Uhhhh...
Ryan: Theres that-
Jermey: What was that?
Ryan: -That bear fuckin' an elephant again.
Gavin: Teresa May!
My main squeeze!
Jeremy: Do you guys hear that-?
Ryan: You're dating the Prime Minister?
Gavin: and uhh- When I marry her she'll be T.Rigger!
Keep it in the family.
Ryan: Thats uhhh
Ryan: That's uh- You know what that's a mighty fine-
Jeremy: That pretty disgusting Cleet.
Ryan: Thats a mighty fine dream you got there...
Gavin: I can't wait for Trigger to meet T.Rigger (said as Trigger)
Ryan: What do they uh- what do they call the- the- when you're married to the Prime Minister
you like the first mate, or what?
Gavin: The first mate, yeah.
Ryan: Is that it?
Jeremy: Is that what that makes you?
Ryan: What- what are ya'?
Gavin: Some bloke. Some bloke married to the Prime Minister.
Ryan: You don't get a title? Its not like First Lady?
Gavin: Not really.
Jeremy: Hardly seems worth it then.
Ryan: You can't be like...head dude?
Gavin: No, I don't even have an office. I don't even get free lunch.
Ryan: Boy thats...thats a real shitty country you got abducted to.
Jeremy: What are they goin' on about?
Ryan: Oh I see a flashlight up ahead that must be uh... Billy-T.
Jeremy: What?
Gavin: Billy?
Jeremy: Where are you?
Ryan: Is it not?
Gavin: Billy Dub?
Jeremy: I'm waaay out east.
Ryan: Uhh Yeah me too.
Jeremy: Oh...
Ryan: I'm north of ya'.
Ryan: Oh there's another watch tower over there.
Hey you still with me? Yeah!
Gavin: Yeah I'm here
Ryan: Big Cleet!
Ryan: You got a gun though right?
Gavin: Oh- Oh boy do I. Yup.
Ryan, so everybody's got a gun!
Jeremy: - I don't.
Ryan: Oh...
Jeremy: I don't need one.
Jeremy: Oh! Is that you guy- Oh yeah!
Jeremy: Hey!
Gavin: Whats up Billy?
Ryan: Lets go uhh
Jeremy: Lookin' for any signs of Dub haven't seen anything.
Ryan: Theres something sparklin' out here- Oh yeah, thats you.
Jeremy: Thats- Thats me, I'm the sparklin'
Ryan: *chuckle* Your the sparkle.
Uhh. Theres a flare.
Jeremy: Here, hold on let me light up the woods here.
Gavin: That did it.
Ryan: That's like a comet.
Ryan: Francis!
Jeremy: Dub!
Gavin: Something feels wrong.
I ain't felt this way since I was out on a plane for the first time.
Ryan: Was that when they-
Jeremy: I don't trust them-
Ryan: OH GOD!
Ryan: OH! OH Fuck!
Jeremy: What?
Gavin: What is it?
Ryan: Oh its
Ryan: gross
Gavin: Oh is it just like a carcass?
Jeremy: You find a body?
Ryan: There's another dead body
Gavin: Who is that?
Jeremy: Wait. Thats not- Its not Dub is it?
Gavin: Whos that!
Ryan: I can't-
Gavin: Oh his head!
Ryan: Its- Its real gross.
Gavin: *gasps*
Jeremy: Wait, wait I'm comin'. I'm comin'
Ryan: You're gonna have to tell me i this is Dub.
Gavin: Are those Triggers t-trousers? His legs bent the wrong way.
Ryan: Its-It's pretty bad whats happened to 'em.
Jeremy: Is that-?
Ryan: Is that Trigger?
Gavin: ...Thats Trigger.
Ryan: Thats Trigger!
Jeremy: *gasp* Oh Trigger!
Ryan: Alright let me- let me take a look here I'm in- I'm in med. school. Gimmie a minute uh....
Jeremy: Cleet I'm so sorry
Gavin: *sobbing*
Ryan: His wounds are real deep. What're you- What'd you got?
Gavin: *Sobbing more*
Jeremy: Trigger...
Ryan: Okay hold on.His wounds are dee- It's like claw marks...
Gavin: TERRY!
Ryan: It looks like he's-
Gavin: AHHHH!
Ryan: Some kinda animal- but it got a hold of 'em-
Gavin: AWWWW!
Ryan: Its just- It's really-
Ryan : Its really contorted his body into a weird shape-
Gavin: *gurgled crying* Terry...
Jeremy: I didn't think I'd miss Trigger till he was gone.
Jeremy: Oh Trigs-
Gavin: TERRY-
*Gavin shoots his gun*
Jeremy: Whoa!!
Ryan: Oh shit!
Gavin: *laughing* That was my bad- my bad!
Ryan and Jer.: Whoa! Whoa!
Gavin: It was a grieve bullet! A grieve bullet!
Jeremy: Trigger disipline!
Ryan: For the love of God!
Gavin: *Heavy sigh*
Jeremy: What could have bent him like that?
Ryan: I- I mean it looks like something with big claws, gotta hold of- he-
Gavin: *angrily* Where were his friends?!
Ryan: I think we got a bear.
Jeremy: Don't be pointin that at me! I can't be- I- Dub!
Ryan: Point your flashlights over here I need more light.
Jeremy: I- I gotta find Dub! I gotta find Dub!
Ryan: I need more light get back here!
Jeremy: Thats dead Trigger I gotta find Dub!
Gavin: *sobbing* His necks bent the wrong way...
Ryan: *Sighs*
Gavin: *Heavy Sob*
Ryan: Somethin' Something gave him a fierce Wedgie too.
I mean it looks like his underwear is just about up to the back of his uh- the middle of his back.
Ryan: So its uh got claws, and hands, and it is a fearsome bully.
Gavin: *more sobbing*
Ryan: Hes probably got a real ruff taint...down there.
Jeremy: Dub...
Ryan: It also looks like his uhhhhh....skin has been sewn back on
and appears ton meeting around his ankle.
Gavin: That's a breached anus.
Ryan: You see that. Yeah Its a little prolapsed.
Gavin: Well I mean that was a problem he had before but....
Ryan: Oh that was pre-existing condition?
Ryan: Yeah no coverage for him
Gavin: Its popped out of his shorts. It was never that bad
Ryan: You want me to like fire a flare in his honor or...
Gavin: Light 'em up.
Ryan: Okay here we go.
Gavin: Light 'em up...
Ryan: For Trigger.
Ryan: There you go.
Gavin: Goodnight Terry.
Jeremy: Oh somethin' bad happened at this campsite.
Ryan: What'd ya got?
Jeremy: There's....Blood
Gavin: At our campsite?
Jeremy: No! I found another one!
Ryan: Alright, well. Where are you let me some take a look.
Jeremy: West. Its- I marked it on the map.
Ryan: Okay. I'm headed that way.
Ryan: Does it look like they were dragged?
Jeremy: Oh, They got done dragged real far.
Ryan: I think maybe we got a rabbid bear out here
Ryan: It'd uh explain it.
Jeremy: Did Dub get got by a bear?
Ryan: I mean I'm not gonna sugar coat it for you, there a real good chance their all dead.
Jeremy: Dub...
Jeremy: Ain't you- Ain't you mad about Z-Bo?
Ryan: That's- That's what- well look. He was kinda a drain on the family if I'm honest.
But uh... we haven't found him yet, so he's probably... Still... Out there maybe.
Oh that is a lot of blood.
Yeah, no, anyone that was here is definitely dead.
Jeremy: Ohhh...
Gavin: This is like-
Gavin: Two peoples worth of blood.
Ryan: But the fires still kinda red so this is- this is like new work.
Gavin: This is.
Ryan: Uh, theres a med. kit here.
Gavin: whos hoodie is this? Do we recognize this hoodie?
Ryan: Uh....Well.
Gavin: This is evidence.
Ryan: I'm trying to determine what color this was originally, I'm thinking gray.
Gavin: Oh I was tallkin about this one.
Ryan: Oh theres another one over there.
Ryan: No I don't recognize that.
Gavin: And there's an Ore.
Ryan: Z-Bo always dressed like he ust escaped a homeless shelter.
I mean he was not know for good fashion choices.
The worst part is, you know, as I mentioned, he just loved white so much
but he could never keep anything that color.
Gavin: Keep it down?
Ryan: No, its just- he's just- its like you a pig benefact. As soon as it was on him it was like gray.
He exuded dirt.
Gavin: So the Sun came up.
Ryan: Yeah Yeah, Its uh definitely morning. We found two bodies-
Did we ever figure out who that other one was?
Jeremy: Ah No idea.
Ryan: Are you sure?
Did you check his peins?
He is your brother I bet you'd recognize his penis.
Jeremy: Just a lot of blood.
A lot of blood.
Ryan: Alright Alright. Heres what we're gonna do
Jeremy: Oof, Don't wanna fall down that.
Ryan: We got anymore of that meat?
Jeremy: Uh yeah.
Ryan: Okay
So we're gonna go back around to all these cameras, set up some traps
Ryan: Cuz whatever got 'em-
Jeremy: Oh Catch the bear that got 'em.
Ryan: Yeah Yeah Yeah. Maybe we can um snare it, maybe we can follow it back
to it's den. Maybe thats where were gonna find the...
uh....remains...
yeah if I'm honest
Jeremy: Oh no Dub.
Ryan: Look lets just see if we can bear-
Jeremy: Lets catch the bear that gots done Trigger.
Ryan: Yeah, now lets put some traps around, see if we can maybe- what?
Cleet you still around?
Gavin: Still around.
Ryan: Okay, you was just bein' real quiet and I was worried.
Gavin: Comin to terms with the news.
Ryan: Yeah no its good
Jeremy: I get it.
Jeremy: It'll be alright Cleet
Ryan: We'll- we'll get the bear Cleet don't worry.
Gavin: We better.
Jeremy: Oh a gun.
Ryan: How'd you hear about this anyway?
Someone call ya?
Gavin: Just had a gut feeling.
Just got on the- And its- its really odd. British airways flys straight to here.
very conveint
Ryan: Just over and they push you out or...?
Gavin: No they landed over there in the woods.
Ryan: Huh.
Gavin: It was a Boeing.
Ryan: Thats uhhhh...
Jeremy: sounds impressive
Gavin: I was impressed
Ryan: So wheres all the meat?
Jeremy: On my person.
Gavin: I got one meat.
Ryan: I have one meat as well.
Ryan: Alright well lets start vistin' all the cameras and puttin out some...
I'm gonna- I'm headed to five.
Someone wann hit three and four, we still got two more cameras somewhere.
Jeremy: In my posession.
Ryan: Alright, just make sure you put a trap next to 'em.
And uh just kinda cover them up with some bushes or somethin'.
Jeremy: You got it.
Jeremy: You got it Randy!
Ryan: And if you wanna-
Ryan: and if you wanna just rub some fox urine or something so it just doesn't catch your scent
Ryan: you should do that too.
Jeremy: Always got some handy.
Ryan: I figured you know, something' about you just told me- thats...
Ryan: That's a man that's got fox urine in his pocket.
Gavin: My fox urine didn't clear customs.
Jeremy: *laughs* Always do.
Oh Dub, I'ma find you Dub.
I don't believe you're dead yet Dub.
Ryan: Anybody remember the pocket that's cover with leaves pocket?
Jeremy: V!
Ryan: V...shi...
right....
Jeremy: The V shaped one.
Ryan: There we go.
Jeremy: That's where I keep my leaves.
Ryan: I don't have anymore meat. How many traps you got? You got four?
Jeremy: I got no more traps but i got two pieces of meat.
Ryan: Alright I got two traps and I'll meet you at four.
*ghostly sound*
Jeremy: Oh! Someone find- Did someone find
Gavin: Oh god look at-
Jeremy: Someone found something by four!
Ryan: What- What'd you got over there?
Gavin: She's got a snapped leg
Ryan: A snapped leg!?
Gavin: One of them must have been intimate.
Ryan: Holy shit!
Gavin: - with this lady.
Ryan: You know somethin's weird about these wounds though it get-
It just doesn't look like a bear could do some of this.
Jeremy: Oh my... God!
Ryan: Oh it really ruied her.
Ryan: Thats uh- Either that or she always had a backwards leg.
Jeremy: *vomit sounds*
Gavin: Its just a blood bath today.
Jeremy: Ughh...
Ryan: Yeah Yeah, those are entrails down there.
Uhhh...
Gavin: Here's one for the lady...
Ryan: Thats very sweet of you Cleet
Jeremy: Its only fair.
Ryan: Yep thats a good thought.
Alright four is trapped up.
Jeremy: What about three?
Ryan: Uh I haven't put anything on three you wann meet me there?
Jeremy: Yeah
Ryan: I got the traps.
Jeremy: You got it, you got it Randy.
Ryan: Alright I'm at three.
Oh there you are okay.
I'm gonna put trap down.
boop
gonna meat it up?
Ryan: there we go!
Jeremy: We'll get that bear.
Ryan: Alright one more.
Jeremy: We're gonna get that son of a bitch!
Ryan: I got one more trap, you got one more meat?
Jeremy: I got one more meat.
Ryan: Ahhh I guess we'll put- Lets move two.
Since one and two are both-
Jeremy: See that's smart, that- you got them smart people brains.
Ryan: Thats uh...I haven't gone to two years of medical school for nothing.
Jeremy: Don't even know what that is...
Ryan: Cripplin Debt
Is what that is.
Jeremy: Lookin' through the woods here.
Jeremy: Duuub!
Ryan: Alright you still with me?
Jeremy: Duuub?
Nah, no, no, no where near you.
Ryan: *Yawns* Stayed up all night lookin for those idiots, now I'm tired. Urghh.
Gavin: *Yawns*
*yawns more*
Jetlag.
Ryan: Yeah, Yeah that'll do it.
Jeremy: Oh come on, come on, get to two.
Ryan: There you go nice.
Jeremy: Traps are set
Ryan: Alright well.
Ryan: I don't know that there's much else we can do till tonight.
Jeremy: Now we wait.
Jeremy: They're nocturnal!
Bears...
Ryan: Its... It's a night bear.
Ryan: Maybe we'll just head back to the camp, and take a nap.
Jeremy: You do that I'm gonna keep lookin' for Dub.
Ryan: Alright.
*Heavy Drums*
*growl*
Jeremy: *gasps* The hell is that? The Hell is that?!
*growling get louder*
Ryan: Is that you?
Jeremy: I'm lookin' for Dub whats happenin'?
AHH! WHAT IS THAT THING?
Ryan: What? Whats goin' on?
Jeremy: There's a-?! Dah! The Bear!
Gavin (with his mouth full): What?
Ryan: There's a bear?
Jeremy: Something roared at me and puched me!
Gavin (mouth full): What camera are you on?
Ryan: Wait what? What happend?
Jeremy: Oh! OH!
Gavin: I was eatin' some grits!
*deer crying in the back*
Jeremy: I'm by Trigger's body.
Ryan: By Triggers body? Alright I'm coming.
Ryan: Did you see anything?
Jeremy: Ah God...
Jeremy: I- It was just a- Its was a blur!
ugh
ahh
Ryan: Alright uh Don't worry I'm comin'.
Gavin: Are you hurt?
Ryan: I'll look at the wounds
Jeremy: Ahh...yes!
Somethin' bit me!
Ryan: Already...I [a bit garbled though]
While taking a nap and fell of the top bunk and hurt myself, so I uh had to use my med. kit.
Ryan: So I'll see if I can find another one.
Jeremy: Ahh... I got one... I got one but
Gavin: What number you at?
Jeremy: I'm not at any number, I'm in the North-east. Ughh.
I'm just gonna run west.
I think it went that way
Gavin: *gasps*
Ryan:..what... What'd you got big Cleet?
Gavin: Aghhhh....
Jeremy: Cleet?
Ryan: What- What're you lookin at?
Gavin: May have stepped in a trap there...
Jeremy: Cleet!
Gavin: Umm...
Ryan: Feel like I warned you pretty heavily about that.
Jeremy: Can't be steppin' on traps Cleet!
Gavin: Wheres the medicine at?
Ryan: Uhhh....Well.
Gavin: Where are those American pharmaceuticals I missed so much?
Ryan: Yeah, Yeah, No, they may all be gone...
Gavin: Right.
Did you nurse your twisted ankle with them?
Ryan: Uh... I mean I had to...patch myself up a little bit with 'em.
Jeremy: If I see this bear again, I'm gonna track it!
Ryan: Yeah you- Get a tracking dart in it next time, what happen?
Jeremy: I panicked! It ran right at me!
Ryan: And you didn't se- You can't describe it? Wait what'd you look at?
Jeremy: I- Wh-What?
It- I- its just fur!
Ryan: Just a wall of fur?
Jeremy: Yeah
Jeremy: But...It was also...green?
Ryan: Green?
Jeremy: Yeah.
Maybe I was just...blackin' out
Gavin: Greenin' uh
Ryan: *sneezes*
Ryan: *sneezes again* 'Scuse me. Ughh. I got the-
Gavin: Bless you Ryan-
*Sudden growling*
Ryan: What the fuck!
What the fuck?! OH! SHIT!
Gavin: What what happened?!
Jeremy: Randy!
Ryan: What the fuck is that!
Gavin: WHERE?!
Jeremy: Randy!
Ryan: I think I hit with a tracker bullet!
Jeremy: I hear you Randy!
Ryan: OH...
Ryan: HAAAHHH....
Jeremy: Did you hit with a-?
Gavin: Oh you did!
It's by a tent!
Jeremy: I see it!
Ryan: That is not a bear!
Jeremy: I see it!
Ryan: It is not a bear!
Gavin: You went out far with that!
Ryan: What the hell!
Gavin: Did you get bit?
Ryan: Uh yeah, yeah I did- It clawed me.
Gavin: Did it pull your anus into a prolapsed postion and then leave you the ground covered in blood?
Ryan: It did not do that yet, I think I scared it off.
Jeremy: I don't think he got Trigger-ed.
Gavin: You ain't been Trigger-ed then.
Ryan: I-
I don't- I- I mean I can't...
Ryan: Lets go take a look at it, Lets go take a look at it. I- I-
Jeremy: I think it come over here...
Ryan: It think it was a... I think it was a big foot...
Jeremy: What!
Ryan: I think that might'a-
Jeremy: Randy...
Ryan: Look I don't man I just-
Gavin: The rumors are true?
Jeremy: You got a tracker in it, it's runnin into the mountains.
Ryan: Its fast whatever it is.
Gavin: Where's you get bit?
Ryan: Oh you know, kinda all over my arm.
Gavin: Back?
Ryan: I...no, I was lookin' right at it when it bit me.
Ryan: -with its claws...
Gavin: Alright.
Jeremy: I'm right behind it.
Ryan: Its headed this way!
Gavin: It bit your front?
Ryan: Yeah, Yeah it was more of frontal bite.
Oh, Oh shit here it comes.
Gavin: Wh-where?
Ryan: According to the tracker we're right on top of it. Where is it?
It's comin' right at me!
There it is! Oh god!
Jeremy: Oh Randy! I scared it Randy!
Gavin: I- I see the flare!
Ryan: Shoot it! Shoot it!
Ryan: Put it down!
It is a Squach!
Jeremy: It is!
Its real!
Ryan: Okay get after it!
Gavin: Which way did it go? Did you get it with another tracking?
Ryan: Well its still tracking so we don't have to hit again yet.
Jeremy: There it goes!
Ryan: Its runnin'!
Jeremy: God it so fast!
Ryan: I can see it through the woods! It's huge!
*Bigfoot growls*
Ryan and Jeremy: OH!
Jeremy: I scared it!
Ryan: Nice!
Jeremy: Get it!
You killed Trigger!
Ryan: Ah I gotta reload.
Gavin: I don't see him on the map.
Ryan: Oh god there's a body.
Gavin: Oh I see him now he's comin towards six.
Ryan: Yeah he's comin' towards six.
Guys I don't know if we're up to this...
Jeremy: Did Dub get eaten by a bigfoot!?
Ryan: Ehh well its you know-
Gavin: Dub.
Ryan: On the one hand...
Gavin: Dub?
Ryan: -Thats a real shame
On the other hand, I do feel like thats how they would have wanted to go.
Gavin: Dub?
Ryan: Yeah he is bookin' it. We should proabably tag him again if we get the chance.
Gavin: I've got a tracking bullet equipped- GAHH! [he fell off a cliff]
Ryan: What else- What- You alright what happened?
Gavin: *gargle*
Jeremy and Ryan: Cleet?! Big Cleet? Cleet!
Jeremy: Cleet!
Gavin: *gargle*
Gavin: *death gasp*
Jeremy: Randy what happened to Cleet!?
Ryan: The Squatch got 'em!
Jeremy: Do you think the Squatch got 'em or did he stepped in a trap again?
Ryan: Oh thats a good call, he was real dumb.
Ryan: Ehhhhh...Ahhhhh....
Jeremy: Cleet...
Ryan: I-... I did maybe hide some traps right next to the RV, that might be- Oh Fuck-!
-On me. There's a bridge there I didn't expect.
Ryan: Are you down in the revine?
Jeremy: Ow!
Ryan: He's here somewhere, where is he?
We gotta find what happened to Cleet too.
Ryan: That- That's both the Cleet boys are down.
Jeremy: *gasps*
Ryan: What is it?
Jeremy: Randy-
Ryan: What is it?
Jeremy: Randy!
Ryan: What is it!
Jeremy: There's a body here!
Ryan: Oh no, not another one...
Jeremy: IT'S DUB!
IT'S DUB RANDY!
Randy!
I'd recognize that face anywhere, that is Dub!
Randy, Dub been shot?!
Ryan: He's been shot?
Jeremy: Someone shot Dub!
Ryan: Who would shoot Dub?
Jeremy: Wait a minute.
Ah dang gummit' he signed the bullet. IT WAS Z-BO!
Ryan: Z-Bo!
Jeremy: Z-bo shot Randy! [He meant Dub]
Jeremy: Z-Bo writes his name on all his bullets!
Randy!
Ryan: ...Yeah?
Jeremy: Your brother killed my brother!
Ryan: There's no reason we can't be cool though!
Jeremy: Randy!
Ryan: Wa-We can still be cool!
Jeremy: Where are you Randy!
Ryan: ...I don't wanna tell 'ya...
Look just come back to the RV and We'll talk this out.
Jeremy: ...Shot my brother...
Ryan: Just come back to the RV and we'll talk it out!
Ryan: Z-Bo wouldn't a' done that on purpose.
Jeremy: ...Z-Bo...
Ryan: But as I mentioned he was real dumb....
Jeremy: Z-Bo done shot Dub and bet I- RGH-AHHH
Ryan: No, No, No Noooo
Jeremy: I bet- I bet Z-Bo ate Trigger too!
Ryan: You don't have to go this way! Don't-
Ryan: Don't let the Squatch let us turn against each other come on!
Ryan: We gotta focus that anger on who needs to be focused on...The Squatch!
Jeremy: Oh Dub....
Ryan: Just come back to the RV we'll talk this over.
Jeremy: Alright
I'll talk it over...
Ryan: Whats happenin'?
Jeremy: I'm scared...
Ryan: What'd you got? What'd you got?
Jeremy: I'm just alone in the woods with no Dub...
Randy...
Ryan: You're gonna be okay just get over to where I am.
You're gonna be fine just come on- Lets- We talk this out, it'll be all good [Small sounds of Ryan laying traps]
There you are.
Jeremy: Randy...
Ryan: Don't do it.
Jeremy: Z-Bo done killed Dub.
Ryan: Don't do it!
Jeremy: Randy!
*Gun Fires*
Jeremy: *Gargle noises*
Ryan: Ah shit the Sasquatch shot Billy!
*Distant Bigfoot noises*
*Heavy Drums*
Geoff: God dammit I've been walking around these woods for fucking days
I am gonna starve to death or kill myself if I have eat on more fuckin' handful of berries,
Or some Sasquatch droppings!
Tastes like the shit that it is...
Aww suns coming up, I survived another night I guess...
*GASP* Holy shit
Did I find the fuckin' RV?
I'm gonna make it outta this mother fucker!
I'm gonna make it home! I'm gonna tell my story!
I'm gonna tell my story to the National Inquire!
I'm gonna get that- What the fuck is this?
What in the fuck, is that BT-Dub?
Is he-?
Billy!?
Billy you in the woods and you dead?
*Heavy Drums*
BIGFOOT SHOT MY FRIENDS BROTHER!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I better get out of here....
