Original subtitles

- (spectator 1) Come on, boys! - (spectator 2) Make us proud.

(spectators shouting)

(crowd chattering)

(ball hits bat)

(crowd cheering)

(spectator 3) Come on!

(spectator 4) What are you doing? Get it to second!

(spectator 5) Let's go! Let's run!

(spectators shouting)

(spectator 6) You're giving this game away!

Come on! Pick it up!

(chattering continues)

Come on, Finney! Come on!

(catcher) You got this!

(spectators cheering)

(player) Let's go, buddy!

- (umpire) Play ball! - (catcher) You got this, Finney.

- (Finney grunts) - (umpire) Strike!

Yes, Finney! Nice, Finney!

(catcher) Let's go, Finney! Two more strikes!

(crowd cheering)

Swing, batter, batter! Swing, batter, batter!

(spectator shouts)

- (umpire) Strike two! - (Gwen) Yes, Finney!

(catcher) Yeah!

(crowd cheering)

(cheering continues)

(coach) Eyes open out there! Eyes open!

(catcher) Swing, batter, batter!

(crowd cheering)

Oh, no, oh, no.

- (umpire) Home run! - Oh, my God.

(groaning)

(players chanting) Bruce! Bruce! Bruce! Bruce!

Bruce! Bruce! Bruce!

Bruce! Bruce!

Bruce! Bruce! Bruce!

(chanting continues)

(players cheering)

- Good game. - Good game.

- Good game. - Good game.

- Good game, guys. - Good game, coach.

(Bruce) Hey, dude!

Man, your arm is mint.

You almost had me.

- Good game. - Good game.

(cheering)

("Free Ride" playing)

I have a study guide and everything.

- Hi, Bruce. - Hi, Bruce.

(slurping)

(slurps)

You think you can slurp that a little louder?

I don't think they can hear you up in Boulder.

(bangs)

(sighs)

Sorry, Daddy.

(Gwen) I don't know. Everyone says Fonzie or Richie.

Millie says Potsie, but I don't think anyone should ever trust anyone

who wants to grow up and marry Potsie.

I think I'll just stick with my current plan

and marry Danny Bonaduce.

You're not gonna marry a member of the Partridge Family.

He's so crucial. I love his voice.

It's new.

What?

The flyer. Mr. Yamada is putting them up again.

You don't think they're gonna find them, do you?

Not how they want to.

Come on. Let's go. We're gonna be late.

(children chattering)

(child 1) Come on! Come here!

(children chanting) Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

(child 2) There's a fight!

(Moose) You think you're so tough, huh?

(Robin) Let's find out.

I will pound you like a nail, you scrawny little beaner.

Then do it.

Unless you're scared.

(children clamoring)

(grunting)

(children cheering on)

Get him, Robin!

(clamoring continues)

(grunting)

(children gasping)

(children murmuring)

(gasping)

(children cheering on)

Get up!

Hit him harder!

Come on.

- Holy shit. - Let's go.

Let's go!

(grunting)

(children gasp, murmuring)

What the hell? That was Moose.

I don't care.

Moose is a giant asshole.

I know.

- But last year he made your nose bleed... - Gwen.

He had it coming.

No one has that coming.

- Finney, he beat you up. - I know, Gwen. I was there. Remember?

I...

I just don't want to talk about it.

Well, he was stupid to pick a fight with Robin Arellano.

He's the toughest kid in school since the Grabber got "Pinball" Vance Hopper.

I wish you wouldn't call him that.

Everyone called him "Pinball" Vance.

- No, I mean... - I know who you mean, jerk face.

Even the papers call him the Grabber.

Just... I wish you wouldn't say his name.

You don't actually believe that story, do you?

No.

Because he can't hear you.

He doesn't really take kids that say it.

I know that.

- Finney! - I said I know!

- Then say it! - No.

Are you chicken?

I didn't mean it.

I know.

(teacher) The inner core is solid. The outer core is molten.

The next layer, called the mantle, is mostly solid.

However, the thin outer zone of the mantle is partially molten.

Next slide.

(projector clicks)

(teacher) The surface layer is called the crust.

It is solid and very thin.

As the Earth separated into layers, it began to cool slowly,

but the interior was still very hot.

(school bell rings)

(students chattering)

Hey, Finney.

(chattering continues)

(student) See you at lunch!

I'll save you a seat!

(student) Hey, Finney.

Come on out, dickweed.

Not fooling anyone, noid.

What you doing in our bathroom, huh?

See the sign? It says "boys."

Yeah, "boys," not "fags."

(door opens)

Dipshits, move.

Hey, Finn. What's happening?

You know, just keepin' on keepin' on, I guess.

Uh-huh.

Moose got some damn sharp teeth.

Knuckles bled all first period.

Wait.

Fuck with Finn again...

I fuck with you.

You can leave now.

Thank you.

You're gonna have to stand up for yourself one of these days.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, why'd you fight Moose?

He was just shit-talking. Pretty sure he'd back down.

Nope. I was so surprised when he swung, to be honest.

I mean, did you have to? Looked like you really hurt him.

I was just gonna knock his ass down. Whale on him a bit.

But that wouldn't draw no blood.

In a situation like that, the more blood, the better.

For the crowd, you know? It makes a stronger point.

I've seen Texas Chain Saw Massacre Friday night. You seen it?

That movie is rated R. My dad would never take me to see that.

My uncle takes me to the drive-in. We see everything.

But, man, that movie... It's the best ever.

Better than Enter the Dragon?

Well, okay. Maybe second best.

You know, I wanna see a Bruce Lee movie one day.

Like... Maybe if it comes on TV, you know?

Yeah. Yeah, you will.

Hey... you got time to stop by my house after school?

Is it math again?

Mr. Johnson talks too fast.

He doesn't explain it right. Not like you.

Can you walk me through it? If I get another F, I'm suspended.

Yeah, sure.

(teacher) So, when we subtract six from eleven,

we find that the value of x is five.

- (knocks) - (door opens)

You wanted to see me?

Gwendolyn Blake, this is Detective Wright and Detective Miller.

Miss Blake.

(principal) They would like to talk to you about something.

(exhales)

Is it... Is it true you're friends with Amy Yamada?

We have homeroom together. Is she okay?

She's fine.

You know what this is about.

What did you say to Amy about her brother Bruce?

Just that I had a dream about him.

What kind of a dream?

Just a weird one.

What happened in your dream?

He was taken. That's all.

By a man with black balloons in a van.

Yes.

What else can you tell us about your dream?

Why? It was just a dream.

- Who else knows about the dream? - Nobody.

We found two black balloons at the scene, Gwen.

Oh.

We also found one black balloon at the scene of Griffin Stagg's abduction.

And we never released those details. So...

So the question is, where did you hear about the balloons?

I didn't.

I'm gonna ask you again.

- How did you know about the balloons? - What aren't you telling us, Gwen?

Either there's a leak in the department or...

- Or what? I'm the Grabber? - No.

You think I kidnapped Vance Hopper last spring? Is that it?

Vance got held back twice.

I've seen him fight, and trust me,

he could kick the shit out of either of you blindfolded.

Gwen, watch your language.

Yeah. I took him down 'cause obviously I'm the Grabber,

- you dumb fucking fartknockers. - Gwendolyn Blake!

Gwen.

What aren't you telling us?

That sometimes my dreams are right.

There he is.

What was that?

(sighs) Nothing.

I'm staying over at Susie's tonight.

It's Friday, so you know what that means.

I'll look after Dad.

I'll be home in the morning.

And you better not eat all the ice cream.

(Blues playing)

(suspenseful music playing on TV)

(music intensifies)

(steady tone)

- (dogs barking) - (Gwen screaming)

- (Mr. Blake shouting) - (Gwen screaming)

I'm sorry!

Dad! Stop!

You stay out of this!

- (Gwen whimpering) - Gwenny, they came to my work.

Why did the police come to my work?

I don't know! I'm sorry!

You need to tell me what you know about this investigation!

- Nothing! - Tell me what... What?

- Nothing. - Huh?

- Nothing! - What?

Nothing!

Hit me again and I'm dropping it!

You drop that and I will beat your ass twice as hard.

- (glass breaks) - (Mr. Blake screams)

No, Dad!

That was an eight-dollar bottle of goddamn vodka!

- (Gwen screaming, sobbing) - Oh, now you listen to me. Listen to me.

You are not your mother!

I know.

That means you do not hear things that are not there.

You do not see things that are not there!

Okay!

- They're not there, Gwenny! - Okay.

And your dreams...

they're just fucking dreams.

- Do you understand me? - Yes!

- Do you understand me? - Yes!

Say it! I wanna hear you say it.

My dreams are just dreams.

Say it again!

My dreams are just dreams!

Say it again.

My dreams are just dreams!

(whimpering)

Go watch some television or something.

And no ice on that bottom, young lady!

I want you to think about what you did!

Did you know anything about this?

Same goes for you.

You got that?

You got that?

Now get out.

(groaning)

("Davey and Goliath" playing on TV)

(Goliath) I told you, Davey.

- (Davey) You hurt, Sal? - I'm okay.

You okay?

(Davey) Yeah, but this is what Officer Bob said would happen.

(mother) Sally, you're late.

- (Goliath) Your bike's a mess. - (Davey) So am I.

Officer Bob would fix that wheel, but I can't ask him now.

Why not?

(phone rings)

(phone rings)

(phone rings)

(theme song playing on TV)

I understand. Thank you for calling.

(breathes shakily)

Finney.

Yeah?

Do you know a kid named Robin Are...

(Mr. Blake stammers, sighs)

Arellano?

Yeah, that's it.

He's a friend from school. Why?

(door opens)

I'm really sorry, Finney.

I know he was your friend.

Don't say "was."

He is my friend.

Sorry.

Gwen.

Can you do that dream thing?

It doesn't work that way.

Have you tried?

Of course I have.

Then try again.

Please?

(sighs)

(door closes)

Jesus, I know you know what I'm going to ask you,

but I'm going to ask you anyway.

My brother, he needs his friend.

And I know you can't just let him go because you don't interfere or whatever.

I don't know the rules.

But if you could help me have a dream or two

and just see something that could help the police

or me or anyone find him,

I would follow you forever.

Amen.

(Mr. Blake) Don't think I don't know what's going on in here.

No playing after lights out.

Sorry, Daddy.

Go to sleep.

I love you.

Love you too, Daddy.

(footsteps departing)

(exhales)

(door bell rings)

(Mr. Blake sighs)

Goddamn it, Gwenny.

What the hell did she do now?

We're sorry, Mr. Blake. Your daughter hasn't done anything.

But is there any way we can speak with her?

(no audible dialogue)

(children grunting)

Fucking cock-sucking cowards!

(Gwen screams)

Fuck!

- (grunts) - (groans)

Fuck you too, ugly ass-face.

(Gwen grunting)

(Finney) Gwen!

(groans)

(teacher) All right, class.

It is the day you've been dreading all semester.

Frog dissection day.

- (students grumble) - Pick a partner.

Remember, you will be paired with this partner the rest of the year.

(student) Yeah, let's do it.

(chattering)

Do you need a partner?

No, no. I mean, yeah, I don't have a partner yet.

Those guys are assholes.

- What? - This morning?

Everybody's talking about it.

Huh.

Your sister's really cool, though.

I wish my brother and I were friends like that.

(teacher) Eyes up here.

All right, let's cut open a frog.

(Gwen) Donna. Donna. Donna.

(imitates kissing)

- "Oh, Finney, will you be my lab partner?" - Stop.

- (imitates kissing) - Shut up, you jerk.

(Gwen chuckles)

- All right, see you tomorrow. - Where you going?

I'm staying over at Susie's tonight. It's Friday, so...

- I'll look after Dad. - See you, kid.

(Gwen chuckles)

- (children chattering) - (bicycle bell dings)

Oh! Nuts. (exclaims)

(laughs) You goof.

(laughs)

- Well, isn't that just peachy keen? - You need some help?

(laughs) You see that?

Yeah.

Would you hand me my hat?

Yes, sir.

I am a part-time magician.

Would you like to see a magic trick?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- Are those black balloons in there? - Yeah.

- (Finney screaming) - (Grabber growling)

(Grabber screams)

(Finney screaming)

(shoes squeaking)

(Grabber) My fucking arm.

I should snap your neck for what you did to my arm.

(groans)

(exhales)

(Finney breathing shakily)

Jesus.

It's covered in blood.

It's like I killed someone.

You see that?

Hmm.

Not like you can see shit, huh?

I know you're scared.

But I'm not gonna hurt you anymore.

Hmm. What I said about snapping your neck...

(exhales)

I was angry, is all.

Hmm. And you did a number on my arm.

I'm not gonna hold it against you. Hmm.

I guess...

now we're even.

You don't have to be scared,

because nothing bad is going to happen here.

On that I give my word, Johnny.

You like soda? Hmm?

I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna go get you a soda, and then...

(phone ringing in distance)

Is that the phone?

You hear a phone ringing?

I'm gonna go see who it is. Then I'll get you a soda.

And then I'll come back and explain everything. Hmm?

(Grabber inhales, exhales)

(Grabber sighs)

(door locks)

Gwenny, your dad's on the phone.

Hi, Daddy.

No, I haven't. Not since school.

(gasps)

(breathing heavily)

(phone rings)

(Grabber) It doesn't work.

Not since I was a kid.

Hang it up.

I know you're scared and you wanna go home.

I'll take you home soon.

It's just a...

(sighs) Everything's all fucked up.

I got to be upstairs for a while.

Something's come up.

What?

(Grabber) Never mind what.

Did someone see something?

Are the police coming?

If you let me go before they get here, I promise I won't tell.

(laughs)

It's not the police.

(Finney) Someone though?

Someone's coming?

I'll scream.

If someone's upstairs, they'll hear me.

No, he won't. Not with the door shut.

"He"?

(smirks)

With the door shut, no one can hear anything down here.

I soundproofed it myself.

So shout if you like. You won't bother anyone.

You're the one who killed the others.

Bruce.

Robin.

That wasn't me.

That was someone else.

I will never make you do anything that you won't...

like.

If you try and touch me, I'll scratch your face.

And whoever's coming will see and ask why.

This face?

Hang up the phone now.

(inhales, exhales)

I was down here once when it rang.

(shudders, chuckles) Creepiest damn thing.

I think it's static electricity that does it.

It went off while I was right next to it. I picked it up without thinking.

To see if anyone was there.

Was there?

No.

(door closes)

(door locks)

Help!

Help! Please!

(muffled screaming) Help!

Help me!

Somebody, please!

Help!

(grunts)

Stop. Stop. Stop it.

If anyone could've broke that window, they already would've done it.

Robin would've done it.

You're not getting out of here.

I'm not getting out of here.

(phone ringing)

(breathing shakily)

(ringing continues)

Hello?

Hello?

(creaking)

(creaking continues)

Stop it.

- (Grabber) Stop what? - (Finney gasps)

(breathing shakily)

I'm hungry. I need food.

How are your eyes?

They hurt.

Well, I can't bring you anything to eat.

You'll have to wait.

Is there someone upstairs who will see you bring me food?

Don't you worry about that.

If you weren't gonna feed me, why'd you even come down here?

Just to look at you.

I just wanted to look at you.

I'll go.

(door closes, locks)

(breathing shakily)

- (phone ringing) - (Finney gasps)

(static on phone)

Hello?

Is somebody there? I need help.

(static continues)

Hello?

- (child, on phone) Finney. - (gasps)

(breathing shakily)

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

(phone ringing)

(static on phone)

(child, on phone) Don't hang up.

I won't.

Who is this?

I don't remember my name.

Why not?

It's the first thing you lose.

First thing you lose when?

You know when.

How do you know my name?

We met once.

Your arm is mint.

You almost had me.

(exhales shakily)

Bruce?

Bruce Yamada?

Yeah.

Bruce.

I... I'm Bruce.

Your arm is mint.

You almost had me.

Did the phone ring for you?

It rang, but none of us heard it. Just you.

The Grabber hears the phone too, but he doesn't want to believe it.

Why are you calling me?

Your arm is mint.

You almost had me.

I'm glad it's you.

- Finney? - Yeah?

There's a dirt section of the floor in the hallway where the tile is loose.

Okay.

Dig down underneath the foundation.

I tried, but there wasn't time for me to dig up and out the other side.

Will I have enough time?

(receiver clicks)

Hello?

Bruce?

Bruce?

(all, muffled) I pledge allegiance to the flag...

Help!

Help!

(gasps)

(breathing heavily)

(no audible dialogue)

- (door opens) - (breathing heavily)

I made you some breakfast.

What'd you put in that?

Salt and pepper.

(chuckles)

(inhales, exhales) Eat it. Don't eat it.

You're already down here.

What do I need to drug you for?

- (phone ringing) - (gasps)

- (static on phone) - Hello?

(child, on phone) Don't go upstairs.

Why not?

It's a trap.

Are you...

Are you Bruce?

Who's Bruce?

What? I was just talking to Bruce.

I don't know any Bruce.

He's the baseball player.

We don't play baseball here.

Who are you?

I don't remember.

Did you play soccer? Football?

I delivered newspapers.

Billy.

You're Billy Showalter.

Maybe.

No, you're Billy.

Do not go upstairs.

What is he doing?

He's waiting... on the other side with that fucking belt.

He didn't say you can leave.

So if you try, he'll punish you.

He'll beat you with that belt until you pass out.

It hurts, kid. It hurts real bad.

You'll cry. You'll beg him to stop.

We all did.

But he just keeps beating you.

(receiver clicks)

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, you poor dear. Go to the nurse's office and get a nap.

(phone ringing)

(static on phone)

(on phone) You said my name was Billy.

- Billy Showalter. - Don't call me that.

I don't remember it. It's not who I am now.

What do you want me to call you then?

What do you remember?

I told you.

I was a paperboy.

Okay. Paperboy.

See the wall in front of you?

See the wall is separated from the floor?

Yeah.

I tore a long cable loose from down there.

I kept it hidden.

What am I supposed to do with that?

(bicycle bell dinging, distorted)

(Gwen screams)

(cackles)

(sighs)

(grunting)

(straining)

(screams, grunts)

(groaning)

(exhales)

- (fire crackling) - (Mr. Blake sniffling)

Daddy?

(inhales) Yes, honey.

Can I ask you a question?

Of course. Come sit. Come.

There ya go.

But you promise you won't get mad?

I promise, honey.

It's about my dreams.

What about your dreams?

Well, what if they, you know, they're...

- Well... - Gwen.

Your mother, she was a special soul.

And she was smart, just like you.

But, sweetheart, she was also, uh...

touched.

She saw things, and she heard things,

and she just became so convinced that her dreams meant something.

And eventually, they told her to do things.

Terrible things. Until she took her own life.

But they weren't real, sweetheart.

They just weren't real. (breathes shakily)

I loved Mom.

I...

I loved her too.

I mean, I loved her the way she was.

I know, sweetheart. I...

(stammers, exhales)

I just... I don't want that future for you, sweetheart.

Do you understand?

But...

what if it could help me find Finney?

(breathes shakily, exhales)

(police radio chatter)

- (knocking) - (dog barking)

(person) Hey! Samson, stop!

Come here! Come on, boy. Come on.

Hold on one second!

Get in here. Go!

- Hello? - Good evening, sir.

We're canvassing your neighborhood, talking to residents,

and we were wondering, have you seen this boy?

- You're the police. - Yes. Denver PD.

- You're here for the missing kids. - Yes, sir. If there's anything...

- No, no. Come inside. Come on. - (dog barking)

(person) Samson, stop it!

Right. I wanna show you something. Yeah, it's right over here.

All the kids live in the same district. They all walk to and from school.

They were all grabbed on the way home from school except for Robin Arellano.

He was grabbed on a Saturday on his way to the store

- to get some pop and a candy bar. - Sir, we're well aware of that.

Listen, he has to be able to grab these kids

and get them back to his place very quickly.

Which means he's got a house with a garage.

He can't risk them getting away or waking 'em up if he's knocking 'em out.

Which means that the Grabber has to live somewhere in this area right here.

- (Miller) Mr... - It's Max.

- Mr. Max... - No, not "Mr. Max."

It's just... It's just Max.

My friends call me Max, and since we're working on this case together...

- How long have you lived in the area, Max? - No, I live down in Durango.

I'm just crashing here. This is my brother's place.

I've been reading about this case a lot, and I'm in between jobs right now,

and you guys could really use my help on this.

You keep working at this,

but if you see any of these boys, give us a call.

Wait... Or if I have any new leads, right?

If you see any of these boys, then call.

And... might want to tidy up before your brother gets home.

Oh. Stupid, stupid, stupid moron.

Goddamn it, Max.

(door unlocks)

(breathing shakily)

I know you're not sleeping.

I'm starving.

- Tell me your name. - Why do you care?

I usually don't.

I find out eventually in the paper.

They always print a nice, big photo

with all the details I could ever want.

All the things you boys lie about.

What's different this time?

- (dog barking) - Well...

Oh, it's complicated. It's... too complicated.

Everything's different. Nothing's going right.

You could let me go.

I'm thinking about it.

I promise I won't tell anyone.

You can blindfold me, drop me off on the street.

I'll walk home.

Well, tell me your name.

Taylor.

Taylor Mullen.

I was really starting to like you, Finney.

- (tray clatters) - I almost let you go.

(breathing shakily)

(phone rings)

(static on phone)

Hello?

Bruce?

Billy... Paperboy?

(receiver clicks)

(snorts)

(inhales, exhales)

(exhales)

(dripping)

(dripping continues)

(gasps)

(static on phone)

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

(child, on phone) You don't have much time.

The Grabber hasn't been sleeping.

He thinks this might be it.

That... he's gonna figure it out.

Who's gonna figure it out?

His brother upstairs. (laughing)

Are you Griffin?

Who?

Griffin Stagg.

Probably. It's all a little hazy.

But I imagine you know all our names.

Every kid does.

- I didn't know you. - Nobody did.

You spend so many years invisible,

and then every kid in the state knows your name.

You don't have much time.

Why hasn't he killed me?

You won't play the game.

You have to play the game.

If you don't play, he can't win.

What game?

Naughty Boy.

If you don't play Naughty Boy, the Grabber can't beat you.

And if he can't beat you, he can't move on to the next part.

And the next part of Naughty Boy... is his favorite part.

What's the next part?

(laughing)

You don't have much time.

You said that.

He's not been sleeping.

You said that too.

Yeah, well, he is now. In his chair.

He passed out waiting for you to play.

What good does that do me?

Wait. The door is still unlocked.

The door is still unlocked.

Do I just go?

There's a combination lock on the inside of the storm door.

- It was my bike lock. - Your bike lock?

Yeah. He took it when he took me.

What's the combination?

- I don't remember. - Griffin!

I remember being afraid I'd forget it.

That's why I wrote it down.

What? Where?

I carved it with a bottle cap in the wall.

Which wall? Which wall?

The one on the right,

about shoulder height when you're sitting down.

Two, three, three, one, seven. Two, three, three, one, seven.

Two, three, three, one, seven.

- Two, three, three, one, seven? - If you say so.

But is it 23-31-7 or 23-3-17 or 2-33-17?

- I can't remember. - Griffin.

I can't remember.

You'll have to try them all.

And you'll have to be very quiet about it.

Yeah.

Okay, thanks.

Two, three, three, one, seven. Two, three, three, one, seven.

(door creaks)

(steps creaking)

(door creaking)

(snoring)

(snorts)

(grunts, snores)

(inhales)

(snoring)

(snores)

(dog barking)

- (stomping) - (barking continues)

(breathing heavily)

(van engine starts)

(tires screeching)

Help!

(exclaims)

Help! The Grabber!

(Grabber) You say one fucking word...

and I will gut you like a pig right here in the street.

And strangle you with your own intestines.

Nighty night, naughty boy.

(Max) Hey, what was all that noise I heard?

(Grabber) Samson was barking at something.

It's nothing. Go back to bed, Max.

Jesus, what the fuck?

I mean, what the fuck?

I asked you for help, and you give me these clues that don't mean anything.

And now this morning I wake up without any dream at all?

Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you?

You let the Grabber take Finney, right?

And don't tell me you don't get involved,

because you've been giving me these dreams.

Unless...

(sighs)

(breathes shakily)

Maybe you're not even real.

Son of a bitch.

(phone ringing)

No.

Fuck you.

Goddamn it.

(static on phone)

What?

You gonna say somethin'?

Do you even know who you are?

(child, on phone) What the shit kind of question is that?

Do you even know who you are?

I'm Finney Blake.

Yeah, well, nice to fuckin' meet you, Finney Blake.

Right here. This is it.

This is what?

The horrifying nightmare end of your pathetic little life.

Holy shit.

You're Vance Hopper.

I remember you. You used to scare me.

Trust me, Finney Blake,

if you knew what you had coming, you'd be fucking terrified!

Today's the day, motherfucker!

("Fox On The Run" playing)

Vance, you're gonna beat your high score.

Of course I'm gonna do it, dumb shit. I said I would.

(child) Hey!

(grunts)

Jackass!

Motherfucker! You fucked with my game!

- (shop clerk) Oh, for Pete's sake! - (child) Hey!

(Vance) Come here, bitch!

(grunting)

(murmuring)

Don't fuck with me again!

(distorted police radio chatter)

(static on police radio)

(Finney, on radio) Do you know who you are?

What the shit kind of question is that?

Do you even know who you are?

I'm Finney Blake.

Yeah, well, nice to fuckin' meet you, Finney Blake.

Right here. This is it.

This is what?

The horrifying nightmare end of your pathetic little life.

Holy shit.

You're Vance Hopper.

- I remember you. You used to scare me. - (Grabber cackling)

Trust me, Finney Blake,

if you knew what you had coming, you'd be fucking terrified!

Today's the day, motherfucker!

(gasps)

(Mr. Blake) Gwenny, hurry up. You're gonna be late for school.

Sorry, Daddy.

(Finney) Holy shit. You're Vance Hopper.

I remember you. You used to scare me.

(Vance) Trust me, Finney Blake,

if you knew what you had coming, you'd be fucking terrified!

Today's the day, motherfucker!

Have you tried stacking the carpets to reach the window?

I've tried everything.

No, not everything.

When the Grabber saw what I had done, that was it.

And he took his time with me too.

What did you do?

That fucker had to spend a fortune to repair all the damages.

- What did you do? - I'm getting to that, cuntwad!

Or do you have some other important shit you have to do right now?

No, no, no, I'm listening.

There's an outlet in the shitter, across from the john.

Yeah, I've seen it.

On the other side of that wall, there's a storage room.

You can't get into that room

because there's a big-ass upright freezer in the way.

Okay.

Break into the wall about two feet above the outlet

till you get to a panel with screws in it.

Get the panel off, you're into the freezer.

And then out into the storage room.

Thank you.

For what?

For helping me.

Helping you?

This isn't about you. Fuck him! (screams)

(groaning)

(breathing heavily)

(screams)

(breathing shakily)

(pounding)

(grunting)

- (pounding) - (grunting)

(grunting, panting)

(sobbing)

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

(static on phone)

What?

(Robin, on phone) Hey, Finn. What's happening?

Robin?

Hey, buddy. Don't cry.

I'm not.

Yes, you are. I can see you.

You can?

I'm with you. I've been with you this whole time.

You have?

A man never leaves a friend behind.

My dad didn't leave his buddies behind when he went to 'Nam.

That's why he didn't come home.

And I'm not coming home either.

And I'm not going to leave you behind.

We'll be together again soon.

Fuck that. You ain't gonna go like I did.

I've tried everything. Nothing's worked.

- Yet. - Robin...

You remember what I told you?

That I needed to see Texas Chain Saw Massacre?

Before that.

That someday I have to stand up for myself.

"Someday" is today, Finn.

Today's the day you stop taking shit from anybody.

I'm not a fighter like you, Robin. You couldn't even take him.

You've always been a fighter, Finn.

That's what we have in common, why we were friends.

You were always afraid to throw a punch, but you always knew how to take one.

And you always got back up. Every time.

I'm not strong enough.

You have to be. You're getting out of here.

If you can't do it for you, do it for me.

What does it matter?

Because I don't wanna die for nothing.

I want to at least have died for a friend.

And because I can't kill that hijo de puta,

you have to do it for me.

How?

You're gonna use a weapon.

What weapon?

The one in your hand.

The phone?

Fill the receiver with dirt.

Pack it in tight. Give it some heft.

Then what?

Then you practice. Over and over.

You raise the phone. Take a fast step back.

Step forward, step back, and swing.

Try it.

- Now? - Yes.

You raise the phone. Take a fast step back.

Step forward, step back, and swing.

Again. You raise the phone. Take a fast step back.

Step forward, step back, and swing.

Again. You raise the phone. Take a fast step back.

Step forward, step back, and swing.

Again. You raise the phone. Take a fast step back.

- Step forward, step back, and swing. - (shouts)

You've got it.

Now fill the phone with dirt like I told you.

Will I still be able to talk with you?

This was the last call, Finn.

It's all you from here on out.

I miss you, Robin.

Then do right by me.

Get outta here.

I will.

Bye, Finn.

Bye, Robin.

Please, dear Jesus. Please, please.

I'm sorry I said you weren't real. Please be real. Please.

(thunder rumbling)

Please, please, please.

(screams, grunts)

(breathing heavily)

Detective Wright, please.

(exhales)

(sighs)

(breathing shakily)

(steps creaking)

(creaking continues)

(door unlocks)

(Finney breathing shakily)

(exhales)

No fucking way.

I knew that he was hiding something from me down here,

but holy Mary, mother of God.

Please, help.

Can you call my dad? Call my sister?

Listen. Don't worry, he's not here. (stammers) He had to go into work.

I'm Max, man. Stay... Stay calm.

No wonder he was freaking out this morning.

Hey, you wanna know the story about how I found you, man?

No, no, no.

Hey, no, no, no. Don't worry about it. We can talk about this...

(Finney breathing heavily)

- (Finney exclaims) - (Max grunts)

(Finney breathing heavily)

(tires screeching)

Is this the house?

- Yes. - Are you sure?

I'd never seen it before today, except in my dreams.

The tree, the door, the address, the gate.

- Every detail. - Okay.

(breathes shakily) Okay, you, step back.

Stay with her.

(police radio chatter)

Please hurry!

(officer) Okay, let's go.

Look what you made me do.

You made me kill my brother.

No. It wasn't me. I...

He was an idiot.

But he was my idiot.

I'm sorry, Max.

Now I'm gonna have to put you with the others.

(sighs)

Looks like you'll find those naughty boys after all.

(police radio chatter)

Open up! Police!

(squelching)

(squelching continues)

What's up with the phone, huh?

I told you it doesn't work!

Normally, I would use a knife.

But you are special, Finney.

I'm gonna take my time.

I want this to really hurt.

- Samson! - (dog barking)

(growls)

(dog barking)

(dog barks, growls)

- Clear. - (officer) Clear!

(dog growling, panting)

(Grabber) Good boy.

- It's empty. - It's the wrong house.

(sneers, shouts)

- (Finney shouts) - (dog barking)

(grunts)

(exclaims)

- (Grabber shouts) - (bones crack)

(screaming)

(dog barking)

(growling)

- (Grabber screaming) - (barking continues)

(Grabber groaning)

- (Grabber choking) - (Finney shouting)

(phone ringing)

(Grabber choking)

(ringing continues)

(static on phone)

It's for you.

(Vance) Welcome to the nightmare end of your pathetic little life!

(Griffin laughing) You don't have much time.

(laughing continues)

(Vance) Today's the day, motherfucker!

(Robin) I can't kill you, hijo de puta, so Finn is gonna do it for me.

(Bruce) Finn's arm is mint!

(bones crack)

(dog barking)

Wait.

We've got a basement.

(door opens)

(Miller) It's the missing kids. This is where he buries them.

(Wright) I think he kills them someplace else.

(Miller) I think you're right.

(siren wails)

(police sirens wailing)

(police radio chatter)

(officer) All right, guys.

- Go this way. - Let's go.

(officers shouting)

- Come on! - The house across the street!

Hey, hey. Hey. Come with me.

- The basement. - (Wright) Basement.

(Miller) Get the kids out of here.

(officers continue shouting)

(police radio chatter)

- (officer 1) Need anything else? - (officer 2) Keep 'em behind the barrier.

(chattering)

(Mr. Blake inhales sharply, cries)

(sniffles)

I am so sorry.

I'm... I'm so...

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

(crying)

(crying continues)

My name is Chief Walker of the Denver Police Department.

Our community's long nightmare has finally come to a bittersweet end tonight

with the rescue of the missing Blake child,

but also the discovery of five bodies we believe to be

the other missing children in the area.

Here are the facts of the case by the men who broke it.

- Detective Wright? - Thanks, Chief.

The perpetrator known as the Grabber owned two homes,

one where he kept the victims while alive

(school bell rings)

(students chattering)

- Is that him? - That's him.

- Oh, shit. - Did you see him?

I thought he would be bigger.

He's the one who killed the Grabber.

No way. The Grabber was, like, seven feet tall.

I heard he stabbed him.

How could that kid strangle a man to death?

It was an ax to the head. My dad's a cop. I know.

I heard he beat him to death with a phone.

- (teacher) Good morning. - (student) I heard there's a test today.

Hi, Finney.

Call me Finn.

(rock music playing)