Tonight we'll keep right on going. We'll walk the horses.

That is the plan. What the hell are those things?

-How could they bury a station wagon? -Why would they do it?

Come on, git!

Walter wouldn't know a decent horse if it bit him in the ass.

Wait a minute. They got wind of something they don't like.

Something's going on.

l don't see anything anywhere!

-Are you okay? -Yeah. What about my horse?

What in the name of--

That's how they get you. They're under the goddamn ground.

-What the hell are they? -Sons of bitches!

Must be a million of 'em!

Nope. Just one.

Come on.

He's gaining on us!

Look!

We can make it!

Stupid son of a bitch.

lt knocked itself cold.

Cold, my ass!

He's dead.

We killed it.

We killed it!

Fuck you!

Hey, guys. What's going on?

Did you notice anything weird a minute ago?

l mean, it just happened--

What's that?