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REPORTER: Senator, an attorney named Peter Gersten has filed suit in Arizona,

alleging that there's a cover-up regarding UFOs

and there has been for dozens of years.

And millions of people have seen

these objects in the sky

and the military continues to deny that anything's going on.

Is that an area that's of interest to you at all?

SENATOR JOHN McCAIN: It's always of great interest to me.

(REPORTERS LAUGH)

I think it's... I think it's of great interest.

Uh, I would point out to you that there was a case

a couple of years ago in Arizona

of some lights that were seen over Arizona.

Um, and that has never been fully explained.

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT CLICKING SOUND)

Come on!

(SCREAMING)

Help me!

Help!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me someone! (SOBBING)

(CLICKING SOUND)

Help me, please!

Let me in!

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(DOOR BANGS) (SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

No!

Where the hell are we?

No shit, Matt.

You sure you're not holding that upside-down?

It wasn't my idea to take the back roads.

Explain to me again why we left a perfectly good highway.

Your husband wanted to see the country, remember?

Yeah, I never said I wanted to crisscross the asshole of America all day.

Would you give me that?

(SCOFFS) This thing's older than my grandmother.

I'm surprised we made it this far.

You could've stayed home.

What, and miss the adventure of a lifetime?

Fuck you. Would you get that thing out of my face?

Whoa! Excuse me, ass breath.

Come on, June bug, give me a smile.

Give it a rest, Joe.

You're so beautiful on camera.

He's right. You were totally hot in that video he showed me.

What video?

Uh... You didn't tell her you had the camera on?

Matt, stop causing trouble.

Yeah, shut the fuck up, Matt.

No, don't shut up. What video?

Oh, it was nothing.

You were in those pretty red garters,

down on all fours, while Joe was...

Matt!

He's full of shit!

Then how'd he know about the garters?

Well...

Maybe because he was with me when I bought them.

Come on, June.

Do you really think I'd do something like that?

BOTH: Yeah.

Fine.

I didn't show him.

I did.

What?

How else would he have known we did it doggy style?

(ALL CHUCKLING) You sexy little bitch.

Come over here.

Oh, my God!

Oh! Stop! Goddamn!

Let us know when we find a real road. Okay?

I don't care what you guys say.

This is the American dream.

Free to travel anywhere you want

without having to worry about hotels

or restaurants or reservations.

Yeah, and there's a place to sleep

while you wait for the mechanic to come

and fix it. Right.

I think I did a damn good job

getting this thing up and running.

You know how much money I saved?

The new ones cost more than a house.

Which is what we're supposed to be saving for.

What's that supposed to mean?

Exactly what I said.

What is your problem?

You've been acting moody this whole trip.

I don't wanna talk about it.

And even if I did, it's not like you'd listen.

I mean, why'd you even give me this?

Please, don't tell me we're having that conversation again.

Oh, no, no. I mean, why should we?

We've been engaged longer than most people are married.

What do you want me to do about it?

We're in the middle of fucking nowhere.

Just forget it.

No, no, no! I got it. You want me to call ahead and see

if there's a preacher dressed as Elvis

ready to marry us at the casino. Is that it?

What's the rush?

There's no rush.

Lilly.

JOE: Lighten up, Matt.

Hey, guys,

who's got the hootah?

(CLATTERING)

Careful, Joe!

You're gonna wake up Molly.

(GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT LOW CHITTER)

(GASPS)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

(STUTTERS) Don't go in there.

You might wake up Sleeping Beauty.

Who could sleep with all that banging?

What's up, girl?

Hand it over, June bug. Hand over what?

Don't play stupid.

The bet was they couldn't make it the whole trip.

(GRUNTS)

They couldn't even make it halfway.

What about double or nothing?

You're on.

That's the closest thing to a sure bet I'll have this whole trip.

Right on.

Here you go. Thanks.

Find the right road yet?

We should've hit the connector by now.

This thing's worthless.

You're just figuring that out now?

I think it's time to admit you're lost.

We're not lost. We're heading in the right direction.

This road has to connect with the highway eventually.

Yeah, the highway to hell maybe.

(SIGHS)

Is there anything in here besides bologna and ketchup packs?

Oh, God! That's disgusting! Ugh!

Guess I'll eat later.

(JUNE LAUGHS)

(EXHALES)

Hey, should one of us check on Lilly?

Nah, she'll be okay.

It's not her fault

that my brother is a gigantic penis most of the time.

(JUNE CHUCKLES)

Now, tell me again

why we didn't stop at that restaurant back on the freeway.

Because the bathroom on this thing

isn't big enough to handle the aftermath.

(GIRLS CHUCKLE) JUNE: Oh, Joe!

You didn't hear what Matt said?

We don't need restaurants, hotels, useless stuff like that.

MOLLY: Like hot food. JUNE: Right. (CHUCKLES)

It's called roughing it, Mol.

Kinda like you with your last boyfriend.

MOLLY: Oh, my God! Come on!

He was not that bad!

JUNE: Uh, yeah. (CHUCKLES)

You okay?

Lilly?

JOE: What's up with Lilly?

(LILLY VOMITS) Lilly?

(RADIO BUZZING)

MAN: (ON RADIO) And so the time to repent is...

...for the Lord...

...soon to claim us all.

I need your help.

I need your help to spread His word, my brothers and sisters.

Are you really going to let $20

stand between you and eternal salvation?

The damnation of your soul is no joke.

And so the time to...

(TURNS OFF RADIO) Hey, Matt.

Wanna hear a real joke?

All right.

Christopher Walken goes into a bar

and he says,

"What do you get when you crossbreed a lesbian

"with a hippopotamus?"

What?

A lickalottapus.

JOE: It's a huge tongue.

You've got problems.

(RADIO BUZZING ERRATICALLY)

What is that?

I don't know. I thought you turned the radio off.

MOLLY: What was that noise?

Whoa! Hey!

You better hope we don't blow a tire out here,

or your ass will be changing it.

(KNOCKING)

Lilly? Are you alive in there?

(SIGHS) Yeah. I'll survive.

(SIGHS)

You guys see those lights?

What lights?

There they are again.

Oh, those lights.

Yeah! They're spectacular.

You're a fucking pervert, you know that?

(RADIO BUZZES)

Goddamn radio.

There, Joe, in the sky.

Oh, yeah.

There's one over there.

What are you all looking at?

Some lights outside.

They're easier to see in the back. Come on.

(SIGHS) Well, that must've been entertaining.

(CAMERA STARTS UP)

Jesus, how many of them are there?

What's going on?

JUNE: Come here. Check this out.

You see them?

Please!

Come on, it's not like we're having a close encounter or something.

Can you see them up in the sky?

Not yet, but I should be able to

once we get around this corner.

There. There. You see them? They're right there.

Yeah, I see 'em.

Matt, watch the road.

Will you relax?

(GRUNTS)

Matt!

Matt!

(ALL SCREAMING) (CLATTERING)

(SCREAMS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HISSING)

(EXHALES)

(GROANING) (COUGHING)

Lilly, you okay?

June, you all right? Yeah.

Molly?

Molly, you all right?

What the hell do you think?

Of course I'm not okay!

MOLLY: What the hell just happened?

I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.

Where you going?

MAN: Hey.

You guys okay?

(SCREAMS) (GRUNTS)

You almost got us killed, you fucking asshole!

Why'd you park in the middle of the road?

What are you so pissed about?

How could you not see the flares?

Fuck you! Matt, stop it.

Hey, you should quit while you're ahead.

Matt! Matt! Joe's hurt.

Get in here.

This ain't over.

(GROANS)

Jesus Christ! How did this happen?

He landed on it when you wrecked!

It was an accident!

MATT: Oh, my god!

Pull it out!

How? I'm not a fucking doctor.

Pull it out.

All right, fine. Hand me the towel.

Put this over it as soon as I pull it out. Got it?

Got it. (GRUNTS)

Oh, God!

It's okay. It's okay.

MAN: I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Why? Are you a doctor?

I'm not a doctor, but I had some medical training in the Army.

"Some" training?

Some training's better than no training, Matt.

Please help us.

Fine, let G.I. Joe do it.

Name's Richard.

(SCREAMS)

Okay. Let's take a look at this.

(GRUNTS)

Can you get it out?

Right now, this knife is his best friend.

What the fuck are you talking about?

If this nicked an artery and we pull it out,

there's no way to stop the bleeding.

What? Calm down.

It doesn't look as though it's hit anything vital.

It looks worse than it is.

It looks pretty bad from where I'm at.

I'm gonna stop the bleeding,

and then we'll worry about the knife. Okay, Joe?

And how the hell do you plan on doing that, dick?

(SCOFFS)

Well, a first aid kit will be a good place to start.

Here.

Can you hold this for me?

(STUTTERS) Oh. No, no. I don't think so.

I'll do it! Okay.

Push hard, even if it hurts.

(GROANS)

Have you got a sewing kit?

Anything with a needle and thread.

No, we don't.

Okay, how about alcohol?

You have any vodka?

Whiskey? Anything like that?

JUNE: You'll be okay, baby.

(CLATTERING)

Where the hell is Matt? Matt!

(SIGHS) We got a problem.

We don't have a first aid kit?

Oh, Jesus, Matt!

I forgot, all right? No, it's not all right!

I didn't do it on purpose!

I don't care whose fault it is.

Joe needs help now!

Okay, everyone, relax.

I can fix him up,

but I'm gonna need to clean the wound first.

Now, get him up.

(GROANS) Hang in there, Joe.

(GROANING)

Okay. Okay.

It's okay, Joe. Okay, okay.

Can you hold him? Okay.

Hold this arm over there.

Okay, okay.

Here we go.

All right.

I got a bottle of vodka

that I've been waiting to get rid of in my truck.

(WHISPERS) Let's move the arm now.

See if you can get Joe on the bed while I'm gone.

Keep his arm by his side,

and don't let anything touch that knife, got it?

JUNE: Yeah. Got it. RICHARD: Okay, good.

RICHARD: Okay. There.

You, hold on to this for me until I get back.

Super Glue?

What the hell are we supposed to do with Super Glue?

Shut up!

(GROANS)

Where do you want this? JUNE: Right there.

Lean back a bit, baby.

This is too much for me.

Oh, no. I don't wanna see this.

Here.

Here. Is that for me?

Yeah, but you're not gonna like it

as much as you think you are.

Hold him. JOE: Why does she have...

(SCREAMS) Mother!

Hey, take it easy, man!

Gotta disinfect the wound.

This things gets infected, he'll be hating life.

Give me that.

It's gonna do me more good on the inside right now.

(GROANS) Easy with that.

Give me the Super Glue.

Super Glue was invented for surgery, all right?

Super Glue and duct tape? To seal up a wound like that?

It's all we got.

There. That ought to hold it.

What about the knife?

We'll leave it right where it is

until you get him to an emergency room.

MOLLY: I'm gonna try my cell.

JUNE: Okay.

RICHARD: Now get the arm.

What else can we do?

Give me that blanket.

It's okay, baby.

Keep his arm and the knife immobilized

till you get him to a hospital.

(GROANING)

Hey, it's gonna be okay. Thank you.

No problem.

(INDISTINCT LOW CHITTERING)

I'd keep him warm.

Come get me if anything changes.

You should know she acts

like more of a slut than she really is.

Joe's gonna be fine.

Matt?

You guys go have fun while I try and get us the hell out of here.

Hey, you were pretty great in there.

Wanna celebrate?

Uh, no, thanks.

Six years without a drop.

Oh, so much for the party.

AA?

Kind of ruins the anonymous part,

but yeah, and a couple other programs along the way.

So, what, did you just, like, party too much in the Army?

Well, that's one way to put it.

Let's just say I let things get away from me,

but I'm better now,

and people say I'm a better man for it.

Are you?

I was pretty damn good to start with.

Well, I'm Lilly, by the way.

And you already met my boyfriend Matt.

That's one way of putting it.

I'm glad to meet you, Lilly.

And I'm Molly.

No husband, no boyfriend.

That so?

(CLANGS)

(GASPS) Oh, my God. Oh, yuck.

What? Ugh!

There's blood on my shirt.

You're freaking out over this?

You can't even see it.

(EXHALES)

Oh. You know what, your lip's bleeding.

Oh. Here.

God, the moon looks bright out here.

I don't see those lights anymore.

Uh, you know, maybe later.

I gotta get my truck out of the road.

Good idea.

We wouldn't want someone to come along

and have a wreck, now, would we?

You know what...

Hey, you know what, just don't listen to him, okay?

Come on, let's go.

We need to talk.

You're telling me?

I can understand Molly getting excited

about meeting a new guy, but you?

Jesus, Matt, would you stop?

His name's Richard, and you know what,

I wouldn't have had to do that if you weren't thinking with your fists again.

Is that it? You're still pissed 'cause I decked him?

Who the fuck is that guy, anyway?

Oh, just some guy who saved Joe.

Yeah, well, you should stop trusting people so much.

Don't walk away from me, Matt.

You're not gonna do this to me again.

Do what?

End another conversation with your feet.

Give me a break, Lilly. You saw the guy's wrists.

It looked like he tried to kill himself more than once.

He's a fucking mental case.

Why are you so paranoid about him?

Because I'm worried about you. That's all.

(SCOFFS) Right.

What?

You hardly even pay attention to me anymore.

That's not true.

You spent every weekend for the past two months working on this thing.

It's like I don't exist.

I bought the RV for us,

so we could spend more time together.

You got it for you and Joe.

So now your problem's with my friends?

I didn't say that.

You meant it.

Look, I just don't understand

why you're freaked out about a fucking RV.

I'm not freaked out about the stupid RV.

Then what the hell do you want me to do about it?

(SIGHS)

Nothing.

Fine. Can I go back to work?

Because the sooner we get out of here,

the sooner we can get Joe help.

Yeah. Do whatever you want.

You always do.

(INDISTINCT CHITTERING)

It's weird. Power just went out on me.

Well, the miracle is it ran for this long.

Hell.

(CLANKING)

Oh. (SIGHS) Either your truck or Matt's RV better start soon.

I got a massage appointment in Vegas I am not gonna miss.

Well, we couldn't have that.

(CHUCKLES)

(ENGINE SPUTTERS)

(RADIO BUZZING)

(BOTH GROAN)

That's progress, though. (CHUCKLES)

The radio wouldn't even work this morning.

Well, looks like the massage is on me.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, things could be worse.

Well, we better get this thing out of the road.

You drive. Yeah. Okay.

So...

Tell me more about Richard.

Not much to tell, I guess. (SIGHS)

I was born and raised in Texas,

played football at high school.

Joined the Army to see the world.

What was it like?

The Army or the world?

Both.

Big and scary.

And lonely.

Were you in that war?

Desert Storm?

Yep, I was there.

Did you ever kill anybody?

Yeah.

I guess that kinda helps explain

some of the bad stuff that's happened in my life.

It's okay.

You could tell me the bad stuff.

Um...

I was a POW.

Spent a couple of weeks being convinced by the Iraqis

to tell them everything I knew.

I was pretty much dead.

They, uh, beat me.

Cut me, shot me, burned me.

They hung me by my wrists while they did it.

Oh, Jesus.

Now, you tell Uncle Sam that,

and he'll say I wasn't even there.

But I got the scars that say otherwise.

Makes me being prom queen sound pretty pathetic now.

I don't think you turned out so bad.

Anyway, I healed up pretty good.

I got hooked on morphine doing it.

It's pretty easy to fall into a bottle after that.

Got my release,

spent a couple of years bouncing around Europe.

But I fought back.

Got a lot of help.

(SCOFFS) But in the end, it was all up here.

Just me against myself.

And who won?

I did.

(SIGHS) (SOFT CLANKING)

(CLANKING)

(GRUNTS)

(CLINKS)

Fuck! (SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHITTERING)

(INDISTINCT CHITTERING)

Lilly?

I have been spending too much time...

Lilly?

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

Lilly?

(SIGHS)

Lilly?

Lilly?

Lilly?

(TWIG SNAPPING)

(SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHITTERING)

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

(CHITTERING CONTINUES)

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

(CHITTERING)

(LEAVES RUSTLE)

(LEAVES RUSTLE)

(SCOFFS)

(TWIG SNAPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(OPENS FAUCET) (WATER RUNNING)

(CLOSES FAUCET)

(SHUDDERING)

(SOBBING)

Hey.

Hey.

How's Joe?

He's sleeping, finally.

(SIGHS) He was hurting so bad.

It's gonna be fine, June.

I'm sure Matt will have us back on the road soon.

Okay? He didn't mean for this to happen.

I know.

It's just...

It's just so freaking frustrating,

knowing that everything we need is,

what, like, 20 or 30 miles away where we can't get to it.

I'm gonna go check and see what's up, okay?

We might as well be on the fucking moon.

(CHITTERING)

Matt?

Jesus!

Sorry.

God!

What are you doing back here?

I was gonna ask you the same thing.

I was looking for you.

You found me.

(CHUCKLES)

Where the hell were you?

I...thought I saw something.

Look, I'm sorry. I was a complete jerk to you earlier.

I can understand it if you hate me.

You know I don't hate you.

I was just pissed off and scared,

and I took it out on you.

I know. It's just...

You seem to be doing that a lot these days.

(SOFTLY) I'm sorry.

Actually, there's something else.

Yeah, I know. As soon as we get back,

I'll sell this piece of crap

and put the money in savings.

That's not what I was gonna say.

What?

(SIGHS)

Um...

I need to tell you that...

JUNE: Lilly?

Lilly!

(CHITTERING)

I can't wake up Joe. (BREATHING HEAVILY)

Joe?

Joe, wake up, buddy!

(GROANS SOFTLY)

Hang in there, pal.

You better go get Richard.

What's wrong?

I don't know, but it looks bad.

Let me see.

Come on, Joe.

MATT: You said he'd be all right!

RICHARD: He should be.

His breathing's shallow but okay.

Let me check this.

What are you doing?

His abdomen would be hard

if there was internal bleeding, but it seems fine.

Then what's wrong with him?

What the hell is wrong with him?

I don't know.

He might be going into shock.

RICHARD: I need to look at the wound.

Help me get him up.

Gently, gently.

(GROANS)

RICHARD: Oh, hell.

(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)

(EXCLAIMS) Holy shit!

All right, looks like it did hit an artery after all.

JUNE: You said he'd be okay.

What should we do?

We need to get him to a hospital, that's what we need to do.

You have any luck with this thing?

MATT: This thing ain't goin' anywhere.

What about your truck?

No.

Well, has anyone been able to get a cell signal?

MATT: Cell phones aren't gonna work out here.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

Shit.

You gotta try something else.

I can't do anything without a surgeon.

Oh, fuck. Fuck!

Matt! Matt, what are we supposed to do?

I'm goin' to get help.

What? Wait. No! From where?

I don't know. There's gotta be a gas station

or something around here. Maybe I can flag down a car.

We're in the middle of nowhere. You said so yourself.

I know that. But, we can't just stand here

and watch Joe bleed to death.

We gotta try something.

(SHIVERING)

Power lines.

What?

RICHARD: I saw power lines over by my truck,

leadin' over here, into the woods.

Yeah, this dirt road's gotta go somewhere.

And maybe there's a house or something over in the woods.

Or there might not be anything.

I've gotta try.

You, you're comin' with me.

I don't think that will be such a good idea.

There's no time to argue about it.

LILLY: Matt.

Hey, do you think it's a good idea

for you to be runnin' off into the woods with him?

And I thought I was the paranoid one, remember?

It's just the two of you don't get along real well.

I thought you didn't trust him.

I don't, which is why I want him with me and not here with you.

I'll be fine.

Baby, I'll be right back.

(STAMMERS) Okay.

I'll be right back.

Ready?

Wait. What else can I do for Joe?

Ah, give him some blankets and keep him warm.

Matt.

Lilly, everything's going to be all right.

We'll talk later, I promise.

Okay.

RICHARD: The line goes off into the woods... Over there.

Let's go.

We're gonna get you help, baby.

Gonna get you help.

I'm not leaving you, Joe.

(CONTINUES SHIVERING)

Joe.

(SOBBING) Please, God, don't die.

We're getting you help, okay?

(SIGHS)

How long do you think they'll be gone?

It won't be long.

God, I hate just sitting here like this.

I feel so useless.

(SIGHS)

Looks like you and Matt kissed and made up.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, once he realized what a jerk he was being.

(SCOFFS)

So did you tell him yet?

Tell him what?

That you're pregnant.

Yeah, I'm not as stupid as I act.

(CHUCKLES)

So how late are you?

Three months.

Is it Matt's?

(CHUCKLES) Of course it's Matt's.

Then how come he doesn't know?

Because I can't imagine how he'll react.

Yeah, well, he's gonna find out sooner or later.

I know, I know, but that's okay.

I feel like I can tell him now, you know?

There's something ahead.

MATT: Oh.

Hope they're home.

(BUZZING NOISE)

What the hell is that noise?

I don't know.

Sounds electrical.

RICHARD: So what's the story between you and Lilly?

No story. Come on.

Bet you two have been together since high school.

Try third grade.

I remember my third-grade sweetheart.

Her name was Monica. Turned into a stripper.

Biggest set of tits I've ever seen in my life.

Of course, she wouldn't give me the time of day when...

Matt?

(CHITTERING)

Matt!

Matt!

(SHOUTING) Where the hell are you?

Don't pull this bullshit on me!

(CHITTERING)

Matt!

(CHITTERING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CHITTERING)

Matt.

Matt.

(SHUDDERING)

Jesus!

(MATT COUGHING)

No, no.

(MATT GASPS)

No.

Matt. Matt.

No, no. Stay with me, Matt.

Matt. Matt? (GASPS)

Oh, God.

No, no, Matt.

No. Oh, God, oh, God.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GUN SHOT)

Was that a gunshot?

MOLLY: I don't know.

Sounded like it.

Get inside!

Where's Matt?

Get inside the RV now!

But... But... Now!

What are you doing? What's going on?

I wanna know where Matt is right now!

We need to get outta here.

Did you bring help?

Is someone out there?

Hey!

Get away from the window!

What the hell?

Everyone, stay away from the windows!

Whose blood is that?

(GASPS)

What happened to my brother?

I need a hammer!

Nails!

What are you...

You're fuckin' insane. I wish.

Fuck! (MOLLY CRYING)

You listen to me! We haven't got much time.

Whatever those things are...

What? What's out there?

I don't know!

What the fuck do you know?

What the fuck do you know, asshole?

I know my husband is dying!

My husband is dying ten feet from me.

It's all your fucking fault!

It's all your fault!

Son of a bitch! You're gonna kill Joe!

He's my life!

Richard. Richard, please.

Please just tell me what happened. Please.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CRYING)

(GRUNTING)

Snap out of it.

Joe! Oh, no!

It's gonna be all right. It's gonna be okay, baby.

Just hold on.

You never answered me.

Whose blood is that?

It's not what you think.

What did you do?

You don't understand.

So, then answer the fucking question.

There's not even any goddamn flares in this piece of shit!

Would you stop, okay? Just tell us what happened.

We found a cabin about a quarter mile from here

up over on the other side of the hill.

We were walkin' up the driveway,

and then all of a sudden they...

What?

He just disappeared!

He was gone. I don't...

What do you mean he was gone?

He's still out there?

You left my brother alone out there?

He's not out there.

But that doesn't make any sense.

Believe me, I know how it sounds.

Come on. We're gonna go find Matt.

I can't let you go out there.

Trust me. He is not outside.

Jesus, those were gunshots we heard.

Who are you?

(BUZZING NOISE)

What is that?

Listen to me. There's something out there.

I'm begging you to believe me.

I didn't shoot him. I swear I didn't.

(CRIES) You killed him.

No. I was close enough to touch it.

I saw its face. It wasn't Matt.

It wasn't human.

You have to believe me! (BUZZING NOISE INCREASES)

Oh, fuck! Just...

Why won't it stop?

Listen. What's that?

What's what? I can't hear anything.

Just listen. MATT: Help me!

That's Matt.

I can't see anything.

Molly, get the lights.

RICHARD: It can't be Matt.

Do you see him?

LILLY: I can't see him.

MOLLY: Fuck!

(STATIC CONTINUES BUZZING)

It's Matt. It's Matt! He's outside!

Help me. Hello?

MOLLY: Fuck, fuck!

MATT: Please help me.

MOLLY: He's outside.

Where?

Out by the road.

Oh, no! No, you can't go out there. It's not Matt.

Matt is out there.

Let me go! No! Stay here!

Matt?

MOLLY: Matt!

(PANTING)

Where are you?

(WHISPERING VOICE) Where are you?

(WHISPERING VOICE) Feel me.

Molly!

(SCREAMING)

Get inside!

What just happened?

I wish I knew.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Stay down!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Maybe they're gone.

(LILLY SCREAMING)

What?

Oh, God!

Did you see its eyes?

(RUMBLING) (GROANING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(ALIEN CHITTERING)

(CLANKING)

(THUDDING NOISE)

(METAL SQUEAKING)

(RUMBLING)

We gotta get outta here.

We can't go out there.

We gotta find our way to the cabin.

What about Joe?

I'll carry him.

Where's my gun?

JUNE: Lilly.

Joe's not breathing.

(SCREAMING)

LILLY: No!

(LILLY SCREAMING)

(LILLY CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Come on, Joe! Come on!

Joe, come on!

(RICHARD SHUDDERS)

(LOUD EXPLOSION)

(RICHARD GROANING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Help me!

Help me!

Let me in!

(SOBBING)

(DOOR BANGING)

Help!

Look at me!

Look at me, Lilly!

Look at me.

They're gettin' into our heads,

makin' us see things,

hear things.

You hear me?

Okay. Okay.

(LILLY INHALES)

I'm gonna find the light, okay? Stay with me.

Okay.

Stay with me.

I don't believe this.

What the hell are we supposed to do now?

(LILLY CRYING)

Give me a hand.

LILLY: What's the use?

Lilly!

Look, I know you're scared.

But if we're gonna get through this,

you gotta help me.

I can't do it alone.

Please.

Please.

(SIGHS)

Okay. Over by the door.

(REVOLVER CLICKS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GUN CLICKS)

So that wasn't Matt we heard.

No. (GUN CLICKS)

But I saw him.

You saw one of those things.

Reeled Molly in like a fish on a hook.

Wanted to do the same thing to you.

Matt wouldn't have done that.

(SNIFFLES)

I never got a chance to tell him.

Tell him what?

Never mind. It doesn't matter.

So what do we do now?

Make it to morning.

(LOUD BANGING)

(SHUDDERS)

(FOOTSTEP THUDDING)

(FOOTSTEPS CLATTERING)

(WOOD CRACKING)

(LOUD THUD)

(METAL SQUEAKING)

(ROOF CLANGING)

(FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE)

(ROOF CREAKING)

Oh, God. What are they doing to us?

(CHITTERING)

(SCREAMING)

(CHITTERS AGGRESSIVELY)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANING)

(ALIEN CHITTERING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(COUGHING)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(ALIEN CHITTERING)

(WOMAN GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

Yeah. Come on.

LILLY: Please, no, no, no!

No!

(ALIEN CHITTERING)

(GASPS)

(COUGHING)

(CHITTERING)

(WHIMPERING)

(GASPS)

(SHUDDERING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

What have they done to me?

They took my baby.

Please do it.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(COCKING)

(GUN FIRES)

(ALIEN CHITTERING)

(SCREAMING)

(RICHARD GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(HEART BEATING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(RICHARD GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUOUSLY)

(BIRDS TWITTERING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Kyle to base.

Checkin' on that possible dead body at South Fork.

MALE DISPATCHER: Roger that. Reports unconfirmed at this time.

Shit.

Kyle to base. Looks like I spotted something.

Requesting 10-52.

DISPATCHER: Roger, Kyle. 10-52 is alerted.

Kyle to base. Positive on that DB.

Send that 10-52 ASAP.

OFFICER: Roger that. 10-52 is on their way with an ETA, 20 minutes.

(GASPS)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

* You push away from this lifeboat

* Just hang on tight 'cause you are lost at sea

* You drift away with your eyes shut

* You don't know life and want to be set free

* Down, you're falling down

* You're wasting

* You're falling down

* But you said

* Good sometimes bad

* You're welcome to feel alive

* While I fall down and down

* You turned away at this ice flow

But you're too high and you are fast asleep

* You can't escape with your eyes closed

* You don't know life and want to be set free

* Down, you're falling down

* You're wasting

* You're falling down

* But you said

* Good sometimes bad

* You're welcome to feel alive

* While I fall down and down

* Good sometimes bad

* You're welcome to feel alive

* While I fall down and down