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I think he's dead.

Never, ever, under any circumstances known to God, speak about this again.

What are you waiting for, huh?

When you leave a man for dead, make sure he's really dead.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been a year since my last confession.

I've never told anyone this.

Not my mom, not the police, not even my friends.

Except for the ones who were there...

...and, well, they're not around anymore.

You see, I--

Yes?

I killed a man.

But it was an accident.

A terrible accident, and I've tried to get past it but I can't.

- Go on. - I have these dreams.

Really horrible dreams.

This man is always there with me.

He was a killer. He murdered Barry and Helen...

...and he would have killed me too, but I got away with it.

I guess I just need to deal with it, you know?

Face the fear and the guilt.

Finally say his name.

Ben Willis.

- Ben Willis. - I know.

You know? How could you?

I know what you did last summer.

It's nice to see you find political science so stimulating, Miss James.

Sorry.

- Julie, wait. Are you okay? - I'm fine.

- You sure? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- You don't seem fine. - I had another dream, Will.

- The one in the shower? - No, in a church.

God, it was so real. I mean, I could feel his breath on me.

- I'm sorry. - I thought the dreams were over.

I hadn't had one for months.

- It takes time. It'll get better. - It can't get much worse.

That's not the first time that I freaked out in class.

I can't study, I don't get any sleep, and I am this close to failing.

Happy Fourth of July!

It was one year ago.

It's the anniversary, that's what it is. You just gotta take it easy on yourself.

Yeah, I'm trying, but you know what?

Sometimes I wonder why I came up here in the first place.

- To get out of Southport? - Right, and then I remember.

So are you getting out of town for the 4th?

No, I'll probably just be here studying for finals.

- The joys of summer school. - Right.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

- You're definitely okay? - Yes, I am definitely okay.

Look, thanks for the talk, Will. You're good to me, you know that?

- I am? - Yeah.

Okay, I'll see you later.

Okay. Bye.

- Julie. - Ray.

Hi. But--? What--? God, what are you doing here?

I got in early. Who was that guy?

That's Will. He's a friend. You'd like him.

- Yeah. - Ray, we're just friends.

Every guy in history who tried to pick up a girl...

...did the good-friend thing first.

Are you ready to go? Look, I got my truck.

You know the drill. There's a crab boil at Ollie's, the Croaker Queen pageant.

It's small-town fun, but it's still nice.

- Ray, I can't. - You can't what?

I feel like there's this small part of me that hasn't healed enough to go back.

So please understand.

- Yeah, I understand. - No, it's not like that, Ray.

It's not you, okay? It is not you. It's all me, in my head.

You know, I wanna go back. I wanna be fine, I wanna be with you.

And I want everything to be like it was.

It just isn't. Why don't you stay up here?

Fireworks over the river, a million little things to do--

Look, I have to work, Julie. My boat's in Southport, remember?

But, hey, it's cool.

You need your space from Croakerland...

...and probably from me too.

- Ray? - Just forget it.

Ray.

Ray!

I'm scared, that's all.

First down, here we go. Go, go.

Shit.

- What are you doing in my closet? - I thought you were out of town.

What the hell are you doing in my closet?

I wanted to borrow your black skirt. But I'm not ready to die for it.

- Jesus, that was heart- attack time! - Can I have the knife now, please?

Julie, I really think you should come out with me tonight.

I don't think so. I just tried to stab you with a knife, Karla.

I hardly feel like dancing.

What's the matter?

I think I just hurt Ray's feelings.

Julie, listen to me, okay?

Ray is a great guy.

Nothing against old Ray, but he's so...

...Ray. I mean, he lives in Southport, Julie.

Will's a nice guy, and he lives down the street.

But there's nothing between Will and me.

Yet. Nothing yet.

You know what, we gotta keep moving.

I'm working at the club tonight and you are coming with me.

- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.

- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.

- No, I'm not. - What did I say?

Now, you know what I want to do to you, right? Right?

No, I'm not aware of that.

There's gotta be a place in here we can be alone.

I don't think so. It's pretty crowded in here.

Come on, don't be like that. I just wanna talk to you for a minute.

If you can say all you have to in one minute, then I don't wanna hear it.

Hey, I'll talk real, real slow.

Not at work. You know what? Do me a favor, ask Julie to dance.

You know, Jules, you're the most beautiful woman in the bar tonight.

You know, Ty, you are an unstoppable force of nature.

You better recognize.

See, that's how my species survives. You'll never convince me otherwise.

- So, what's up? Wanna dance? - Say yes.

- No. - "No" means yes. Don't listen to her.

I appreciate it, but have you seen my people dance?

We do the: The mouth thing, snap the fingers.

If worse come to worse, you can just stand there and watch me.

You know what? I have an idea.

Why don't we all take a break and go dance, okay?

- Leave the tray. - Come on, let's go.

What do you know? Will Benson, looking fine.

Karla, did you tell him I was gonna be here?

No, I told him that you would absolutely not be at this bar between 10 and 11.

Then he came anyway. Hi, Will. What's up?

- This wasn't my idea. - What?

- I said, this wasn't my idea. - Come on, let's go.

- You'll be fine. Do your thing. - Be good, Julie.

You wanna get a drink?

- Yeah. - Okay.

Go, Ty. Go, Ty.

Hey.

- You see something back there? - Yeah. You know what?

I'm really sorry, Will, but I've gotta go home right now.

I'm really sorry.

Morning.

- I love when they do that. - Okay, that could break the machine.

Oh, please, Julie.

- That's Ty, thanks. - My number's unlisted.

Julie, will you relax?

We've been dating for three months and he is not a stalker.

Hi, Ty.

This is Mark in the Morning from Magic 96.7 radio station.

- Who am I speaking with? - Oh, my God! It's Mark in the Morning!

Oh, my God. Hold on. Put on the speakerphone.

Oh, my God. Mark in the Morning. Hi.

Hi, Mark. I'm Karla. Karla Wilson.

Well, Karla, what are you doing at home on the long Fourth of July weekend?

Well-- I'm actually in school--

Well, how would you like to win the Magic 96.7 quickie getaway?

- Hell, yeah. Oh, my God. - I hope you remember your geography.

All you have to do to win is tell me the capital of Brazil.

Okay, Brazil. The capital of Brazil....

Come on, Karla. One easy question, one great getaway.

Karla, we need an answer. No looking it up.

- Okay, Karla, five seconds. - Okay, five seconds.

- Four... - Rio.

- ...three... - Rio, Rio.

- ...two.... - Okay, Rio de Janeiro.

- Oh, no. Did you say, "Rio"? - No.

Yes? Yes.

You just won the Magic 96.7 quickie getaway!

A trip for four to Tower Bay Island in the fabulous Bahamas!

Shut up, I can't hear. Okay, hello?

We'll call you back with the details. What's your favorite station?

- Magic 96.7! - Magic 96.7!

That's what I thought.

Okay, okay, okay, who am I gonna take? Okay, let's see, Tyrell.

- Wait a second, me. Me, me. - Or my parents, cousins....

Okay, Julie, but you know what? Mark said four tickets.

So you have to think of someone to bring.

Hey, Ray? Phone.

- Yeah? - Hi.

Hey, I'm really glad you called.

- I'm sorry. - Well, you shouldn't be sorry.

Yeah, but I-- I shouldn't have left so fast. I just....

- It's okay. Ray, listen. - Fuck off.

Karla just won a trip to the Bahamas, this island called Tower Bay...

...and she wants us to go with her.

The Bahamas, really?

And it would be a great chance for us to just hang out for the weekend.

You know, just sitting in the sun, drinking fruity drinks...

...swimming and well...you know.

- Wait, this weekend? - Yeah.

You can go away with your college friends, but you can't go away with me?

Ray, it's not you, it's Southport. And, God, it's the Bahamas.

You know, free.

Damn, you have to sell his ass on the Bahamas?

Ray, listen. I-- I really want us to be together.

Julie, listen.

We're in the middle of a really big run up here.

It's been crazy. I think we gotta go back out again tonight.

I don't think I can make it up.

Will you try? For me, please?

Look, yeah, I'll try, but listen...

...if I don't make it up, then you go ahead.

Have a really great time.

Ray, for me, try, please, I-- I really miss you.

I miss you too.

Okay.

Bye.

Goodbye.

Dude, what is your problem? We haven't caught dick for days.

Pull that ugly stick out of your ass. She asked you to go to the Bahamas.

Fuck it, man. You gotta go.

I'll ride with you. Kick it with my homeys in Cambridge.

Yeah. Stupid.

Yes, stupid.

What were you thinking, man?

I'll show you what I've been thinking.

Whoa, Ray.

Damn.

Thanks, but I'll need time to think about it.

- Nice fit, huh? - Yeah.

Listen, I should call Julie back, tell her I'm coming.

No way, man. Surprise her. She'll be psyched.

Yeah.

Yeah. All right, clean up.

Julie, will you please forget about Ray?

That boy has got fish on the brains, okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, but-- - But nothing. Where we going?

- The Bahamas. - Where we going?

- The Bahamas. - Where are we going, Julie?

The Bahamas!

- Hey, try the harmony. - You try the harmony, man. I'll lead.

You get to lead? You suck.

Fuck you, man. I sound just like the dude.

Listen, listen.

Yo, you don't sound anything like that guy.

- Are you deaf? - Fuck you.

I'm quitting this band, man.

Going solo.

Oh, shit.

What are you doing? Keep going, find a phone.

No.

Come on. The guy looks dead, man.

Maybe not.

What are you doing, man?

This is fucked up, man.

Shit.

Shit.

Dave!

No!

Girl, it's getting down to the wire.

- He's not coming. - No.

I just thought--

Julie, you left him four messages. Four messages.

He said he'd try.

"Try" is like "maybe," Julie. "Try" is bullshit. Bullshit.

- He does work hard. - "Work hard," my ass.

Julie, he's only breaking your heart because he can.

And I don't wanna be the one to say I told you so.

Then don't.

Oh, my God.

What's happening? What's going on?

We gonna get tropical or are we gonna get tropical?

Let me talk to you for a minute.

- What's up, Jules? - Hi.

Julie, Julie, please. I'm really sorry about Will.

But, I mean, he's my friend too and I didn't want my ticket to go to waste.

So where there's a Will, there's a way. So let's start having fun now.

Come on.

- What's up? Is there a problem? - No.

No, there is no problem because we are all going to the Bahamas.

- You're goddamn right. Come on. - Right.

We are going to the Bahamas.

Let's do the Bahamas.

We're at altitude.

You don't have to keep your seat belts fastened any longer, okay? Thank you.

They mark it "pull emergen--" I'm in the wrong row.

- I shouldn't be in this row. - Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Know what? Take deep breaths. Think of something happy from your childhood.

What if I don't have anything happy from childhood?

I'm sorry, I can't relax going 500 miles an hour.

- Deep breaths. - Fumes build up in the fuel tanks.

You can buy missiles over the Internet.

Planes fall out of the sky for no reason.

You have a better chance of getting hit by lightning.

Planes get hit by lightning. They get hit by meteors. They hit other planes.

You gonna get hit, all right, if you don't quit bitching.

Deep breaths.

Some folks just can't fly.

- I'm the king of the world! - I'm the king of the world!

- Just breathe, Tyrell, breathe. - Man, get away from me, man.

See, it's not a macho thing. It's about equilibrium in your inner ear.

You could have used the patch, but it's too late now. You gotta get used to it.

Some folks just can't sail.

It's too bad too, because it's the only way on or off the island.

Unless you have an accident, then they call the coast guard.

- It looks pretty remote, doesn't it? - That's what tourists pay for.

Sun, sea and solitude.

Hey, how much longer, man?

A few more minutes, kid. Hang in there.

Don't hold back, let it out. Just watch the boat.

Yeah, out that way.

Ladies, if there's anything I can do to make your stay more pleasurable here...

...please don't hesitate to ask.

My name is Darick and I will be at your service...

...for the duration of your stay, ladies.

- "Duration of your stay, ladies." - Listen, old man, I gotta--

I gotta work fast. Season's almost over.

If the radio was right about the weather, you're already out of time.

"Old man," my ass.

It's beautiful.

Yeah.

Look at this.

We are here. We have arrived in paradise.

That's what I'm talking about.

- Hey, you looking for some bud? - You gotta be shitting me.

- Who's that? - Look at this cat.

Yo, what's up, my brother?

- Tyrell, I think we found your brother. - Think we found your brother.

Damn. You know what I was saying?

Are you looking for some bud?

I got some bat guano. I got the cream jeans.

Listen, anything you guys need, Titus got.

No, thank you, but thank you very much.

Everybody needs something. What about the sweet young ladies?

- Is there anything I can do? - Take a bath.

Damn, that's cold, woman. All right.

Listen, if you need some weed, I'll get with you later.

Hey, what's up? What, you looking for the disco?

Beat it.

Hello?

Hello?

- God, where is everyone? - That's a good question.

Oh, excuse me. Excuse me.

Oh, I'll scare somebody up.

Hello? Yo.

Shit!

What can I do for you?

Checking in. Karla Wilson.

Oh, yes.

Well, let's roll out the red carpet.

Our contest winners are finally here.

- Last name first, first name last. - Hey, nice dog you got there, man.

Not really.

Found pieces of guys like you in his stool.

- You got a problem? - I don't have a problem in the world.

You know what? This is such a beautiful old hotel.

Don't you think?

It was built in the 1930s for one of the Rockefeller clan.

Tiles are imported from Spain. There's a lot of history.

Judy Garland spent the night, President Nixon--

Okay, okay, we understand, we get it. It's old.

It'll outlive you, I'm sure.

Put that down, please.

Oh, sorry.

"Wilson."

- Comma, "Karla." - Comma.

"Oh," what?

You're in 201 and 202.

- Is that a bad thing? - No, not at all.

Not at all. Those are our honeymoon suites.

- Your what? - Honeymoon suites.

I take it you kids haven't exchanged vows, have you?

- We haven't exchanged anything. - Julie, come on, we're talking suites.

That'll be fine with us.

During your stay, our marginally trained...

...off- season staff of five will tend to your every need.

Wait a minute. Did you say "off- season"?

It's the Fourth of July weekend.

Storm season begins today, clouds roll in like clockwork.

- What? - Storm season?

Yes, it's our version of winter.

That's 201, that's 202. Scrabble and Parcheesi in the lounge.

Enjoy.

Ain't nothing free in this world. Everybody says it and it's true.

- I wanted you guys to have a great trip. - Baby, we will.

Don't even worry about that. We got the whole island to ourselves, all right?

It's been blue skies all day. It might be perfect all weekend.

Guys, this is us. 202.

- The bags. - Yes.

201 and 202.

Don't use these much.

- Really, why is that? - No reason in particular.

It's just that these are fancy rooms for kids your age.

- Thanks. - Yeah, well, we won a competition.

And what did you have to do?

Guess the capital of Brazil.

- Rio, baby. - That's right.

Good for you, girl.

And where would you like I put your bags?

Oh, well, you can put their stuff in there and ours back here.

Karla, you promised.

And I also promised Tyrell.

Julie, what's up, man? You're killing me, killing me.

Julie, if it's cool I can sleep on the couch.

They can have the same room, and practice that real honeymoon.

- I'll take this. - No, no.

I been doing this since before you were a gleam in your father's eye.

You sure it's cool with you?

Yeah, sure. As long as you promise not to snore.

Well, if I get out of hand, you can toss something at me.

- He looks pretty beat up. - Yeah, but he seemed certain.

His friend was killed out on the highway by somebody named Ben Willis.

He said this Willis guy had a hook on his hand...

...and was driving a BMW.

Look, there's no body. There's no other vehicle involved.

He feel asleep at the wheel, crashed his truck into an old guardrail.

He got thrown a hell of a long way into a ditch, and he's damn lucky.

And he suffered severe head trauma.

Well, after he rests up, it'll probably all come back to him.

Doctor, Number 3 just flatlined.

Get me some help up here. I've got a flatline, Room 3.

Code blue to ICU 3. Code blue to ICU 3.

Let's get them a couple of drinks and life good, you know what I'm saying?

Oh, shit.

- This bar is.... - Empty?

You boys lost?

Oh, wow, a human being.

Please, just tell me this isn't the bar scene.

You want a drink?

- We didn't get dressed up for nothing. - You're dressed up?

All right, Will. Come on, check this out, man.

All right, we got Planter's Punch, we got Singapore Sling--

- How about a mai motherfucking tai? - Mai motherfucking tai.

- Yeah, yeah. - How about some ID?

I'm kidding.

The guy at the desk said the place would be quiet, not dead.

- I guess he didn't tell you this is the-- - The last day of the season?

- Yes, he told us. - Why are you still here?

That's none of your goddamn business.

- I think I smell man trouble. - Yeah.

No, no, not anymore.

Did he dump you?

No, I shot him.

Now, what you boys want is a Dark and Stormy.

A little Vernon's rum, a little ginger beer, splash of Tabasco.

It's good. Trust me.

Am I bad? I mean, he's really great, right? And kind of cute.

Yes, he is cute, and he has a crush on you.

- But...? - But I miss Ray.

I really do. I tried to call him.

You know what, Julie? Ray made up his own mind.

That means you're free to make up yours.

So for the next 48 hours...

...your smile is a frown turned upside down.

Oh, really?

Oh, here comes my baby.

Hi. You like the outfit?

- No, I love it. - Oh, thank you.

So, what y'all think? A pretty cool bar, right?

Every one starts to look the same, once you've worked in one.

- Am I right? - Got that right.

You look beautiful.

- I'm Julie. This is Karla. - Nancy.

- Hi. - Well, welcome to Tower Bay's...

...most happening hot spot.

Our room is gonna be the most happening hot spot.

Okay.

Four Dark and Stormys.

- Okay, the drinks is here. - All right. To a great weekend.

Yeah, to a great weekend and screw the weather.

So, what you do around here for fun?

Make fun of tourists, basically.

Or let them make fun of themselves.

- Karaoke. Perfect. - That's what I'm talking about.

- No, don't even think about it. - Okay, I won't.

Don't listen to them party- poopers. You keep doing your thing.

No, baby, this is not for me, this is for someone who really needs it.

- One single with extra cheese. - Karla, no.

- Yes, Julie. - No.

- Yes. Yes. - No. No.

What'd I say?

Come on, Julie. Come on, come on, come on.

- Don't you people listen to me? - Julie in the house.

- Let's do it. - Come on.

Ladies and gentlemen, please give a round of applause for my friend...

...my very best friend. Get up here, please.

- Julie James. - Yes, Julie.

- In the house. Julie. - Julie.

- Julie, Julie, Julie. - Julie, Julie, Julie.

- All right. Thank you, Karla. - You're welcome.

Are you happy?

Hi, Will.

Everyone's a goddamn singer.

I don't know the lyrics. Hold on.

It's him.

What do you mean?

He did something to the screen. I swear-- I swear to God, it said--

- Julie, what's wrong? - I swear to God, it said--

What? What--? What do you mean?

Julie, what are you talking about?

Nothing.

- What's the matter? - Where are you going? Julie?

Shit.

- Oh, my God. - It's my fault.

- Will, I am so sorry. - I-- It's my fault. I-- I shouldn't have.

- No, it was-- - I didn't think.

- This is so sweet. I'm sorry. - I scared you. I crossed the line.

No, you-- You scared me, but I'm a little on edge.

- Sorry. - Hey, you don't have to apologize.

I'm-- I'm the one--

- No. - I understand.

I'm--

I'm-- I'm just gonna take a walk.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

I just really like you a lot, you know.

I want you to have a great time.

I want-- I want you to be happy.

I'll just grab a few things here.

God, I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Sorry.

Bounce, baby, bounce, yeah.

- Baby, you know what? - What?

I've decided I'm gonna change my major to finance.

And I'm going to Wall Street. You know why?

Why's that, lover?

Because that is the only way I can afford a big- ass bed like this.

Why don't you show me some love on this big- ass bed?

- Come over here and give me a kiss. - Oh, a Jacuzzi.

Come on, baby. Don't go there. Let's stay here.

Baby, I spent 100 bucks on my new bathing suit.

Even if it's just for you to pull it off...

- ... I gotta wear it. - See, that's what I'm talking about.

You didn't mention that earlier, you sexy thing.

- Damn it, you scared the shit out of me. - You're living your life in fear, bro.

It's time for your passage into manhood.

- What do you want? - Okay, hear me out.

There's a kick- ass party on the mainland.

I'm saying we take the boat...

...and get jiggy with it.

- No. - Come on, man.

I gotta tie the boat, there's a storm coming, then I'm going to bed.

- And that's it? - That's all I got for today, man.

- Please, take the bake elsewhere. - All right.

- Be careful, please. - Bullshit.

Listen, buddy, you need to take a chill pill.

- Have a good time, bro. - I will, buddy.

Titus!

Oh, damn it.

Very funny, asshole.

Hey, man, give me a hand, would you?

- Long distance. - I need an international operator.

One moment, please.

Come on.

Housekeeping.

Housekeeping.

Housekeeping.

- What, what, what? - One second.

- Have you seen my hair tie? - Come on.

I'm sorry, baby. I just don't wanna get my hair wet.

Look, I finally got you alone in this Jacuzzi.

And personally, I do not wanna be talking about hair care.

- Don't get feisty. - Feisty?

It's too late for all that.

Because you know what?

We're miles away from anybody so nobody can hear you scream.

Well, I used to be a lifeguard.

And, please, don't make me blow my whistle.

Oh, I'd just hate for you to blow your whistle.

- What the fuck? - Shit.

No water sports after midnight. That's hotel policy.

Yeah? Then what's the policy on burning herb?

You can't try it until you buy it.

- What's up? - Hey.

Oh, it's all good. And believe me, it is all good.

Crazy freak.

Hey.

Now, where was I?

Hey, guys. Isn’t this beautiful?

- Damn. - Come on, you gotta be kidding me.

There's 10 people on this island, they all gonna end up in this Jacuzzi.

- How's the water? - Crowded.

This feels great.

- Will, how's Julie doing? - She's up in her room alone.

- Any advice? - Yeah, find another Jacuzzi.

Will, you can't give up so easy, man. You gotta hang in there.

It's great, isn't it?

I can't win. I can't.

Will?

Will?

Where in the hell's my toothbrush?

- Yeah, yeah, I know-- - Will?

Will! It's happening again.

What? What happened?

I do not find this at all funny.

No, there-- There was a body in there, I swear it.

Julie, you said you were tired.

- Maybe you were dreaming. - No, I wasn't.

I knew you people were gonna be trouble.

I knew it the moment I laid eyes on you.

- No, you listen to me. He's here. - Who? Who is here?

- Hey, what's going on? - I don't know.

Julie's talking about she saw some dead guy in the closet.

- But all we see is bathrobes. - Cool.

God, do you think this is funny? Goddamn it, Tyrell.

I am not going crazy. He was in there.

Oh, yeah? Then where is he now, Julie, huh?

Where's the dead guy?

Julie, think about it, okay? I mean, what did you actually see?

I saw the dockhand guy hanging by his neck in there.

All right. Look, in the morning we'll talk to Darick, the dockhand guy...

...and we'll put this whole thing to rest.

In the meantime, let's slow down on the Dark and Stormys and get some sleep.

- Don't look at me. - No, I want off this island.

That's not possible.

The last ferry left a couple hours ago. There won't be another for days.

We have a storm coming.

Fine, I'll call the mainland and I'll get a boat.

Phones went down a few minutes ago.

It's dead.

Now listen up. Next couple of days are gonna be rough, but we'll make it.

- What about a radio? - Emergencies only.

- What the hell would you call this? - I'd call this...

...four spoiled city kids who wouldn't know a hurricane if it blew up their ass.

Look, this is not a drill.

All we can do now is batten down and ride it out.

And if it gets really bad, we have a storm shelter. Good night.

Pain of the past, fear of the future, blood of the young.

Pain of the past, fear of the future, blood of the young.

Pain of the past, fear of the future...

...blood of the young.

The pain of the past, fear of the future...

...the blood of the young.

Yeah, that's my babies.

Y'all growed up good.

Y'all growed up real good.

Now, where you hiding in?

Come to Papa. Come to Papa.

Yeah, that's it.

Find that damn lighter.

Can I help you?

Goddamn it!

Oh, God, I--

What are you doing? No. Seriously, don't do that!

Oh, God, I--

Jesus, no.

No, don't do it.

No!

Hey, over here.

- I'll see you tomorrow. - There she is.

Can I help you?

- That's a full carat. - How much?

- Well, she's got some pits in her. - How much?

Tell you the truth, I don't have much of a market for this kind of thing.

- Best I can do is 2, maybe 250. - Make it 300.

And throw in that too.

Which one are you talking about? You're crazy, boy.

That's worth 300 all by itself. Then there's a waiting period.

I'm not waiting, so keep the ring and give me the gun.

Look, boy, you sure you wanna go this way?

Is it loaded?

- No. - Load it.

Will, get the hell off me, man.

Baby, I gotta tell you, this is bullshit.

This ain't the romantic weekend I had in mind, you know?

Hey, Jules, get any sleep?

- Yeah, some. - Oh, wow, look at that.

Another beautiful day in paradise with Julie as our tour director.

Miss Psychotic Episode.

Hey, Julie, you see any dead bodies out there?

- Any fresh kill? - Shut up, Ty.

How about Freddy or Jason or somebody?

Why don't you leave her alone?

I'm telling y'all what everybody is thinking.

It's enough getting rained out without having to hold her hand the whole time.

You don't have to be an asshole about it.

No, it's okay. It's okay. He doesn't believe me.

That's his right.

- I'm starting to think I'm crazy too. - Nobody thinks you're crazy, okay?

I do.

Why don't you guys go find yourselves something to do?

I don't wanna. I wanna do something with you.

Please?

How about we go to the gym, work off some of that stress?

Nobody thinks you're crazy.

This is what we need to do. We need to find stoner boy, make his stupid ass...

...hook us up with some Ping- Pong paddles or some pool--

Know what? The greenhouse effect has caused the Gulf Stream to shift.

Almost every meteorological expert expects some dramatic increase...

...in tropical depression, which cause hurricanes, massive coastal flooding.

It wouldn't take much of a storm surge to wipe us off this island.

Hey, hey, hey. Shut up, okay? Shut up.

God.

Come on.

This is a nice gym.

- Wow, nice move. - Yeah.

I'm gonna give your fisherman some of this and see how he likes it.

Oh, poor baby.

You know what, Julie? I got a better idea.

You're not leaving this island until you get a tan. Come on.

Wow, cancer in a box.

No, this is the safe sun.

Come on, Julie, it's better than a day on the beach, girl.

Here we go.

With a little photosynthesis, you will feel like a new--

House plant?

- Exactly. Bye. - Bye.

- You sure this is the way to the pool? - Well, there's his cart.

Fucking idiot left it in the rain.

Dryer.

"Oh, gee, Karla, that'll break the machine."

Damn, how many pairs is in there?

Hey, pool boy.

Yo, Bob Marley.

You in there? Hey, you in there or what?

Karla?

Karla?

Karla!

Karla!

Come on, come on. Come on.

Julie, it's Julie.

Karla!

Tyrell!

You guys, help me! Will!

We can cut it.

Use this to smash it!

Don't! Come back!

Come on.

Oh, thank God. I'm not crazy. I told you I was not crazy. He's here.

We've gotta get to a radio, call for help.

Man, this classifies as a fucking emergency.

Hey, Brooks. Where the fuck you at, man?

We want off this fucking island.

- Oh, shit. - We've gotta get the fuck out of here.

Julie.

Julie!

Where are the boats? There were boats here.

They were cut loose.

Julie, you wanna tell us what the fuck is going on here?

We're all gonna die. He's gonna kill us one by one.

- Who? - Ben Willis.

- Oh, fuck. - Julie, stop that shit, all right.

Ben Willis is dead. You killed him, remember?

They never found the body.

Two summers ago, we lied to the authorities.

We hit Ben Willis with our car and threw his body in the water to cover it up.

Only he didn't die. He killed Barry and Helen last July 4th.

I swear to God, I thought Ray and I had killed him, but we didn't.

No! You listen to me. He's back to finish it off!

Julie, we're in the middle of nowhere.

There's dead bodies piling up all over.

As far as I can see, there's only one guy missing.

- The porter. What's his name? - Estes. That's exactly who it is.

I'm telling you, that fucker knows something.

We can sit here and wait for him to pick us off or we can find him first.

- It's not him. - Fuck that, we gotta do something.

I'm with him.

- Come on! - Julie, I can't believe you, man.

How can you not tell me the whole story? I'm your best friend.

I wanted it to be over. I didn't wanna involve anybody else.

Well, it's too late for that now.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, Estes.

Hey, you sick bastard, you in here?

Fuck, you hear me?

Sick mother--

He's not here, man.

There's some crazy shit in here, man.

Oh, yeah, no doubt. This is our fucking killer.

This is our fucking guy.

You guys.

Shit.

Fuck.

- Anyone missing a hair tie? - Shit, that's mine.

What about a toothbrush?

Fuck.

Voodoo.

All right, we gotta find flashlights, torches, guns.

Whatever they got on this island so we can get off.

Wait, what if he's down there collecting body parts or something?

Let's just get the fuck out of here, all right?

- You guys should just wait right here. - No, why can't we come with you?

It's safer here, all right?

We'll just be a second, all right? One second.

Julie, where you going?

What the hell was that?

Oh, shit. Julie?

Brasília.

Julie, watch out!

That's the capital of Brazil. Not Rio.

Oh, shit.

- Stay away from her. - No, no, no, leave him alone.

Leave him alone!

- That's the killer. - No.

- Bullshit, we've seen the voodoo stuff. - No.

I found the bodies this morning. I tried to use the radio...

- ...but he had already destroyed it. - That's bullshit.

- I believe him. - Come on, Julie, you saw his room.

I haven't hurt anyone. I stole those things to help you.

To protect you.

He could have easily killed me, but he didn't.

Jesus Christ, we didn't even answer the radio question right.

- This whole thing was a setup. - What are you talking about?

Rio isn't the capital of Brazil. Sorry, wrong answer, we lose.

So then where is he, huh? Where's this Ben Willis guy, huh?

- I don't know. - You never fucking know.

I mean, what, we're supposed to just trust you?

How we know you ain't the one who set this up?

How do we know that you're not?

I know who you're talking about.

He used to work here at the hotel.

Lately I've seen him out in the woods by the orchard.

If you like, I can show you.

- How we know he's not setting us up? - Where else are you gonna go?

- All I know is, I'm not staying here. - We are gonna be better off in the open.

And if we stick together, maybe we can kill this asshole for good.

Show us.

What the hell?

- I need to get to Tower Bay Island. - We're closed.

I need to get to that island now.

Let me ask you something, sport.

Did you happen to see what it's like outside?

I'm not looking for a weather report, I'm looking for a boat.

So which one's yours?

He worked here for many years.

Raised a family. Pretty wife.

Two little ones. A boy and a girl.

One day the wife went missing.

Maid found blood all over the honeymoon suite...

...Room 201.

Eventually they found the body. Pieces of it, at least.

People say she was cheating on him.

People say he would beat her.

People say a lot of things.

He disappeared. Children too.

Now he's back.

- Julie, be careful. - I've gotta see.

What's today's date?

July 4th.

I'm not gonna die on this island.

Do you hear me? If you want me, Ben, come and get me, I'm right here.

But my grave stays empty!

Julie, this is crazy, all right?

The phone lines are down, the boats are gone. There's no way off this island.

Yeah? Then we fight.

Where did Estes go?

- Why? He can't help us anyway. - He's probably the only one who can.

- I'll find him. - I'm going with you.

You're gonna leave us here by ourselves?

He couldn't have gone far. I'll catch up with you later.

- No, Will. - Meet us back at the hotel, okay?

- Damn it. - Okay?

Come on, let's go.

Oh, shit, yes.

What I really need is a gun, not a knife. But fuck it.

So, what's up?

What are you gonna do with those?

You gonna butter them? You gonna clean vegetables?

Take this.

- You ready? - Yeah.

Shit. Hey, hey, you okay?

We're gonna get this fucker, right?

Right?

- All right, let's head to the pantry. - Why? Is that a good place to hide?

I don't know, I'm just fucking hungry.

Hey, Estes, where'd you go?

What the fuck, man? You said you were gonna help us.

You should have told us you had a boat.

- We're not going anywhere. - What?

Baby, don't go in here.

It's only food. Don't even worry about it, baby.

It's only food.

Stop trying to act like you ain't hungry.

It's just a stupid rat.

No, Nancy!

Come in. Come in.

Come on, come on.

Come in. This is the Arcadian requesting emergency assistance...

...for Tower Bay Island.

I repeat, this is the Arcadian requesting emergency assistance.

So that's where the flashlights were.

Look, I'm sorry, but you could have been the one doing this.

And so could you, crazy bitch.

Hey, you're the one who broke into my hiding place.

I'm sorry, I must have missed the sign.

Excuse me...

...but this place didn't have a murder rate until you people showed up.

I've never seen a dead body before.

Yeah, get used to it.

- Who's doing this? - Boy, here we go.

Look, look, don't even get her started, all right?

It's a long, fucked- up story and you won't believe a word of it anyway.

All I know is, this is the worst vacation of my whole life.

I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm fucking horny.

And personally, I haven't seen one goddamn psycho killer.

Ty!

Come on. I know where we can hide.

Come on, come on.

Come on. Karla, come on.

Karla!

- Shit, shit, shit. - It won't lock, it won't lock.

It won't lock.

Follow me. Stay on the beams.

Jesus Christ, that's my bedroom.

No!

Come on, give me your hand. Come on!

Come on!

Come on, come on. Come on.

God, you sick freak.

Come on.

Come on, come on!

Karla.

Karla!

Shit, shit.

Oh, shit.

Shit, we've gotta do something.

No, no, she is never gonna make it. Come on.

Get off me.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Damn, it's locked.

- Are you okay? - I'll live. It's locked.

We gotta open the door.

We're gonna get you out of here. I promise, I promise.

- It's one of these. - Hurry.

I promise.

Karla.

Karla!

Shit. Come on, Nancy.

- Come on, Nancy. - Please, help me.

- Come on! - Come on.

- I'm trying. - Nancy!

- Come on, Nancy. - Open the door.

Come on.

- I can't find it. - Just unlock the door.

- Get out of the way. - What?

Get out of the way.

Come on.

Karla, come on!

Shit.

Keep going.

- Where are we going? - The storm shelter!

Don't worry. I know there's emergency power here somewhere.

- Hey, Julie? - Karla, just grab ahold of my hand.

- Hey, Julie. - Karla, just grab ahold of my hand.

I am holding your hand.

No, you're not.

- You guys okay? - Oh, my God, it's Will.

Come on, let's get out of here.

- Come on, come on. - Go on.

Everything's gonna be okay. Let's just get inside.

- What happened? - Estes attacked me.

- What? You think he's a part of this? - I don't know.

- Your stomach, you're hurt. - I'll be okay, let's just get inside.

Wait a minute, I don't think we should go inside.

The last time I saw the slicker guy was on the beach. I think we're safe, okay?

Jesus, you're bleeding to death. We need to find a first- aid kit.

- I think there's one in the lobby. - Okay. Okay, just sit there.

Don't worry, he's gone. Just go, it'll be okay.

Look, I'll go with you. Come on.

Come on.

Listen, Will. You are gonna be okay, all right?

Jesus, there's blood everywhere.

I can't find a wound.

That's because it's not my blood.

Wh--? What?

It's not my blood, Julie.

What's your favorite radio station, Julie?

Come on, Julie, what's your favorite radio station?

- No. - 96.7.

It's time for you to contemplate the ultimate quickie getaway.

Don't! Help me!

Help!

It's here.

Here, take that.

Come on, come on.

No!

Estes.

Fuck.

Get off me!

Get up!

God, no.

Look at the bright side. We finally get to spend some quality time together.

- Why are you doing this to me? - Me, me, me, it's always about you.

"I'm having bad dreams. I can't sleep.

I'm not doing well in school. I'm having trouble with my boyfriend."

- I trusted you. - You are so much like the rest of them.

Never take responsibility for anything you do.

And you think you can get away with murder.

What'd you do that for? You're a bitch.

That's gonna leave a mark.

Just tell me why.

Why? Come on, Jules. Think about it.

You'll get it. Will Benson?

Ben's son.

Hi, Dad.

Hush, now. No more screaming.

No more running. It's time to die.

Let her go!

Let her go.

Oh, you gotta be shitting me.

What are you gonna do, boy? Call us names?

Let her go now.

Think about it, boy. You're no killer. That's my job.

You don't have it in you.

Sure did miss you down here, Ray.

It's too bad. We could have been friends.

I mean, really, man. I would have shared her with you.

Come on, Ray, stay with me. You see that?

Now, I want you to think about all the things we're gonna do to her.

- You want him, Dad? - Stand him up.

Just...

...fucking...

...die.

This is the coast guard. Remain where you are.

The rescue team will be with you shortly.

Julie.

Karla.

Karla, God, I thought I would never see you again.

Girl, you don't have to worry about me. I'm made of steel.

- Good old Ray. - Hey, Karla.

If anyone asks...

...let's not tell them it rained the whole time, okay?

- It'll be our little secret. - Yeah.

Hey, I almost fell asleep on the couch. You didn't tell me how late it was.

- Were you checking the locks again? - You know me too well.

Don't you dare go to sleep, girl.

Ray?

I love this thing.

Julie, what the hell is your problem? Just...

...stop.