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(Транскрибовано за допомогою TurboScribe.ai. Оновити до Необмеженого, щоб прибрати це повідомлення.) Oh, oh, oh,

oh!

So beautiful!

My God, Prudence!

What have you got in here?

Oh, just a few little things.

Welcome to Cotton Tail.

I'm Flower, the owner, and this is Ginger

my recreational director.

Hello.

Hi, I'm Prudence and Veruca, and these are

my friends, Mike.

We have a reservation.

Right.

You're the Bigfoot hunters.

We have your rooms ready.

Oh my God, how did you know?

I was keeping that like a super secret.

Which means it's probably in the newspapers already.

Prudence is incapable of lying.

That's why we love her.

Well, just promise me that whatever it is

out there, you're not going to hurt it.

We adhere to a strict policy of not

harming any creatures while living in harmony with

nature.

That's so beautiful.

While living as nature created us, unclothed and

unashamed.

Wait, so we all have to be naked?

Because that's cool for me.

I just don't know about my friends.

Oh, Mike.

You have so much to share.

Stop being so shy and lose your laundry.

He is so hot when he acts shy

like that.

Does he remind you of your first love?

He looks just like Uncle Joe.

Tell you what, since Mike is obviously a

bit bashful, let's let him work up to

it.

Wait a minute.

You're the girl on the news who saw

Bigfoot.

Yeah, but I really wish I kept it

to myself.

Can you take us to where it happened?

Maybe we can find some physical evidence of

it.

We need evidence to help us support the

sighting.

I told you he's so smart.

I can't imagine why he didn't graduate.

Ginger will show you, and I'll loan you

ladies a few wraps until Mike makes himself

more comfortable.

I'll go grab some stuff, and then we

can go on up to the lake.

I was so scared to go back by

myself, but it seems I manifested what I

needed.

Looks like you're going to be losing your

pants sooner than you thought.

Wow.

I found hair samples, and this is amazing.

Oh my goodness.

Footprints.

Veruca, look at these.

I'll take your word for it.

This is enough country living for me right

here.

You are such a city girl.

Hey, my MP3 player was in here, and

my camera was in there, and it's missing

too.

Maybe he thought they were food and took

them someplace else.

Oh my goodness.

Guys, look.

The tracks are headed off that way.

We should follow them.

It might be safer if I follow them.

Why don't you just stay here and collect

some more evidence?

And I'll go with you.

It's easy to get lost, and I know

the way.

Okay, guys, but meet us back at the

house in two hours, then we can compare

notes.

Yeah, I may need some, and if you

find any lumberjacks, whistle!

At this rate, I'll be writing my own

blog in the third person.

I really have to pee.

Don't look at me.

Oh, man, these are new boots!

Come on!

My eyes are on fire!

Mom, I surrendered!

You guys usually greet people by urinating on

them and pepper-spraying them?

Well, I don't know what you think you're

doing, just sneaking up on people like that.

I'd start explaining if I were you.

This is a super-sized can of mace.

My name's Dr. Dirk Desjardins.

I'm one of the world's foremost researchers on

the subject of Sasquatch.

Or, as you novices would refer to him,

Bigfoot.

We're not novices.

I have, like, 75% of a degree

in cryptozoology, you know.

Congratulations.

For the last two days, I've been squatting

in the bush, feeding off twigs and berries,

living as Bigfoot would live.

And smelling like Bigfoot would smell.

Well, that is kind of my fault.

Dirk?

Dirk!

Oh, my goodness.

I've read one of your books on Bigfoot

before.

It was really quite impressive.

Yeah, I know.

But it's Dr. Dirk.

Thank you.

Yes, over the last two days, I have

established that there definitely is a gigantopithecus americanus,

a.k.a. Bigfoot, living in this area.

Now, have you almost college graduates discovered a

shred of useful information?

Well, we've only had a few minutes here,

but by the nature of the footprints compared

to the depth of those of my own,

I've ascertained that the creature weighs between 300

to 350 pounds.

And gauging by the broken branches in the

surrounding area, I'm estimating a creature of approximately

7 feet or 2.36 meters.

Now, the radius of the recent sightings surround

this area, and so it means that either

the creature has been displaced through an interruption

of its natural food source and habitat, or

that it is a newly matured male seeking

a new territory, or that it is in

search of unattached females.

Though, that behavior would be more consistent in

bears or some other non-primate species.

It would be presumptuous to assign standard primate

behavior to a virtually unknown species.

Is that all?

The Bigfoot droppings we found might yield some

important data.

Feces?

You found feces where?

Ah!

God damn it!

Look, Dirk, please, maybe we can just work

together on this.

I just really want to get the perfect

photo so that I can graduate.

Well, maybe we could work out some kind

of deal.

Yes!

Perfect!

Perfect!

Come on, we don't have a tiny little

second to waste.

Well, considering we're going to be spending so

much time together, perhaps you ladies could benefit

from a little Dirk worldly expertise.

You smell like cat pee.

Is that a yes?

Dirk speaking.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm alone.

No, no, everything's going according to plan.

But there is one small complication.

Well, there's just some amateurs here trying to

get some photos.

But no, no, it won't affect the plan.

I'll just say that Bigfoot was going to

harm the women and I was forced to

kill it.

Thus, avoiding any negative PR, of course.

Could you hold on a second, please?

Could you hold it down, please?

I'm on the phone.

Water.

Water, please.

Just to clarify, are you absolutely sure you

want him dead?

Those Tibetan legends about its glands being the

ultimate male elixir have never been proven.

Well, if your client's willing to pay, so

be it.

But our deal still stands though, right?

Great.

Okay, I'll contact you when I need transportation.

Out.

A million bucks for the body of Bigfoot.

Just so some old fart can have a

permanent heart on.

You're a rich man.

Something wrong?

The cards keep showing negativity hanging over us

as if something doesn't mean well.

You do have a giant monster in your

backyard.

He doesn't mean us any harm.

I meditated on him for hours and I

think he's just lost or lonely or something.

You know, I keep having this vision of

him staring up into the sky.

He's not dangerous.

I think he's just sad.

Well, there's no point mulling over it.

We just shuffle the cards and whatever will

be, will be.

Wow, I love your zen attitude in life.

Maybe that's because I was raised by hippies.

I was always taught to focus on the

positive and just enjoy what life has to

offer.

Well, you're in the right place.

It's so peaceful here and, I mean, you

really have nothing to worry about here.

Yeah, I grew up here.

My parents used to run the center and

now I just want to live by their

principles of life and create somewhere that people

can go and forget the pressures of the

world.

You got my vote.

Let's see what the cards say about you.

Uh-oh.

Don't believe everything you see.

The cards never lie.

Interesting.

I see...

loyalty and friendship.

You must be someone your friends can really

count on.

But that's obvious, considering Prudence adores you.

Well, she's a gift.

I also see...

creativity and passion.

And you have a secret.

Oh my god, you're good.

But, I mean, it's not really a secret.

I write a blog under the name Salome

and, well, it's about my personal experiences.

You're Salome?

I love reading your blog.

It gets so lonely out here in the

country sometimes.

I just need some vicarious thrills.

You know, one can't live on tarot cards

and yoga alone.

Well, why live vicariously when I'm right here

in the flesh?

Wait.

Oh my god, what was that?

There's something out there.

What do we do?

The handcuffs?

Unlock the handcuffs.

I don't know what I did with the

keys.

Oh my god, look at the size of

that thing.

And he's tall too.

That is such a male macho dominant thing

to do.

Waving your genitals around, trying to intimidate everyone.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Oh my god, that was terrifying.

The power's mysteriously gone out.

I must investigate.

Save the girls.

What is that?

I know that Bigfoot might be related to

this.

Ladies?

Are you okay?

Oh, fuck.

Goddamn balls.

Holy screw shit.

Look at that.

Sorry.

Hello.

It's nice to meet you.

Goodbye.

Oh my god, hun, are you okay?

Are you kidding?

This is amazing.

It's only been like one night and I

got to see Bigfoot.

I guess.

Yeah, you're right.

I mean, I've already seen way too much

of Bigfoot.

What happened?

What'd you see?

Anything?

Come on, talk to me.

I didn't get anything except a bump on

the head.

Dork, did you get anything?

It's Dirk, thank you.

Let's look.

We got some good stuff here.

Oh yeah, you shower up real good, baby.

I knew that tree looked familiar.

How long have you been spying on us?

Just two days.

I was just trying to establish a behavior

pattern.

It's an accepted scientific practice, not some kind

of perverted voyeurism.

Oh yeah, baby.

You shower up real good now.

Well, at least we captured the sounds of

Bigfoot.

At least that's something.

Well, somehow it managed to switch the main

power off.

I think by accident.

But here's the weird thing.

My laptop is missing and a bunch of

other small electronics from the front desk.

And I can't explain that.

Well, maybe he's just curious about man-made

things.

And another weird thing is all my panties

are missing.

Do you suppose Bigfoot wanted those too?

Um...

Panties.

Panties.

Oh my God!

I'll get those back to you.

I don't want them after you had your

nasty puzzle over them.

It was in the name of science, Ginger.

Pervert!

Okay, enough.

Let's just focus on the situation.

Maybe the creature is just as curious about

us as we are about it.

Mike's right.

Let's just all get some rest and we'll

figure this out in the morning.

I think we should all stay in the

same room.

For safety.

Yes, that's a fine idea, Michael.

Sleep in the same room with him?

I'd sooner kiss Bigfoot.

I can arrange that.

Fine!

I'll sleep solo.

Now, if none of you mind, I'd like

to take a little dip to unwind.

Look, given some of the recent developments, perhaps

we should go for a non-naturist dress

code, just for people's personal comfort.

That means shorts on for you, Herbo.

Oh!

Fine!

No problem!

I'll keep an eye for you guys outside.

Oh!

Oh!

Good morning!

Good morning, girls!

It's so beautiful out here!

Yeah, but I'm starting to yearn for the

little town.