All language subtitles for WE ARE MONSTERS

...between the oil giants Moore Oil and PDS industries.

But already a few brave men and women can be seen behind me,

as they gear up to demonstrate against
the new findings of oil in Venezuela.

The company of Moore Oil is expected to close the contract with the Australian ambassador Emma Thompson,

who arrives tonight.

What the exact contents of the contract is
remains a secret, but one thing is clear,

The location of soon to be drill has raised many angry voices

among organizations such as Greenpeace.

They claim that the effects on nature in this particular area will be huge.

Meanwhile, the government has voiced their support

claiming that this deal, will be a benefit for the U.S. economy.

Hi, I'm Felipa.
The representative for Moore Oil.

- Hi I'm Emma.
- Please sit.

Thank You

I'm so sorry I'm late,
the flight was delayed.

- So, are we the only ones here?
- Yeah, I decided to book out the entire place.

I felt we needed the privacy.

Great. Once again I do apologize because
I need to be at a press conference in about 30 minutes.

I don't want to rush anything, but can we uh...

I totally understand, it's okay.
But you do have enough time to have

a glass of wine with me before you leave me.

- Can I get you something else?
- No, we're fine. Thank you.

- Well, let's get this contract signed.
- I wish I could stay longer, but hopefully

- I'll get us some good press.
- Oh it's okay. I gonna meet up with some

of my colleagues later to celebrate.
They're also coming from a Q&A.

You can just sign here, underneath my signature.

Oh, and I will e-mail all departments after this.

- There you go.
- Great. Thank you.

- I think this deserves a toast.
- Cheers.

Need a ride, sweetheart?

- I'm Shirley. What's your name?
- Um... Emma.

- And where are you going tonight, Emma.
- Eastern Avenue please.

- It's pretty damn cold tonight, don't you think?
- Yea sure.

DEAL SIGNED. HEADED TO PRESS CONFERENCE. TALK TO YOU LATER.
EMMA

I'm sorry, but what the hell are you doing?

I seem to be having a problem with my backlights.

You just stay in the car, sweetheart.
It won't take long.

Thanks, Pete. Took you long enough.

Emma... this is Marie.

Whatever. That's not her real name I just made it up.

My point is this fucking whore
got here three weeks ago.

She chose to be this. Look...

This is you.

This is this bitch.

I mean, you can choose what you want to be here. This fucked up piece of shit that'll die here tonight.

You can help me work something out. What do you think?

Hello, anybody home?

I don't know! I don't want to be here!

Say goodbye to your friend.

Get rid of her.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Stay still. There you go.

Hey.

Thank you

- I'm gonna ask you to do something.
- Yea.

That is, not to fuck with her unless I say so.

Sure, whatever you say

I'm gonna try something new.
I think I can get her to like me.

- How?
- She's special.

- You hear that?
- Yea.

She misses me.
Now this is what I'm fucking talking about!

Yea, good shit.

James, can I play with this one?

Yea, sure. Do what the fuck ever you want with her. Then, wrap her up.

You might want to save some of that strength for later.

Look, we started off on the wrong foot here.
Please let me start over, okay?

Please let me go!

I'm Jim, as I told you before. This is my place.

You already met Pete, and that nice lady who brought you here.

What made you come here? You're from Australia.

- Well, at least your passport says so.
- Came for business. The big company.

Oh yea? What kind of company?

- Uh..they're extracting oil.
- Oil. Well, we all need that.

- Is that where you were born, Austria?
- Australia.

Yea, of course.

No, but I've been living there for about 10 years.

10 years. That's a long time.
You know I started this little hobby of ours

about the same time as you moved there.

Oops, almost stepped in some brains there.
Gotta do something about that.

You got any questions so far?
About me maybe?

- Are you going to kill me?
- That's a really good question.

- You know that's up to you to decide.
- Please, I'm begging you!

- Please don't.
- Emma, that's not very kind of you.

You know that when I started out
doing this I was all alone?

Then it got harder and I had to get some help.

First took Pete with me, then Charlie. There was
another guy, but he continued to shit his pants,

so I had to ditch him.

- It's okay if I smoke in here?
- Yea.

- Do you smoke?
- I quit.

I saw that pack of gum.

- You like that?
- Why are you doing this?

Well, actually just happen to have bad luck...or good luck.

Depending on how you see it. See I killed a guy in a fight. It started in the bar,

then we took it outside. I found a piece of glass at street corner and I stabbed him.

I had a feeling he was going to kill me.
There was a trial and end up doing

some community service. That's beside the point.
The thing is...

I kinda liked it. Killing, made me feel alive.
I've been doing it ever since.

Twelve years now.

- Aren't you afraid of getting caught?
- I think I was put on this earth to do this shit.

I don't know. When it's over, it's over. No big fucking deal.

- What drives you to do things you do?
- How many have you killed?

I don't know... 80... 82, 83 tonight.
You didn't answer my question.

- What drives you?
- I don't know.

I'm rich you can have my money.
You need money, right?

- Everybody needs it.
- So money is all you care about?

I do not care about that.
Me and my wife make a decent living.

- You have to offer me something better than that.
- Shirley your wife?

You know you really disappoint me.
I mean sure, she's good looking and all that,

but she's only interested in your kind anyways.

I don't normally show this,
but uh, seeing as we're getting to know each other.

This is my wife since 20 years.
We met in high school.

This is my son Adam. He's eleven.
He was seven in this picture.

- She in on this too?
- No. Fuck, no.

That would be a bad idea for the both of us.
She wouldn't understand my needs.

- So um... what are you offering?
- I don't know.

Come on you tell me. You the one trying to bribe me first.

Sex, would you like that?

Now we're getting somewhere.

What kind of sex are we talking about here? Come on, hit me.

I don't know... a blow job?

Blow job? Are you good at?
I mean, do you have a boyfriend at home?

- Done any porn?
- No.

- Please, I really need to go to the bathroom.
- Okay.

- Do you need to piss or shit?
- I need to piss.

Alright, don't mind me.

Please.

I get the feeling you don't want to suck my dick when you
say you want to use the bathroom.

Just piss in here while you blow me, pretty fucking please.

Did you really think I was gonna let you bite my dick off?

If I needed a half ass blow job I would have paid a hooker 50 bucks.

I'm going old school with you my little bitch. Pussy all the way.

Pete, I need you!

Table!

Open your fucking mouth!

I don't need this. I really hope you're dry,
I like 'em better that way.

More friction!

There. Damn, you're tight.

Let's work on that.

Pete, you're up.

Please. I really need a bathroom.

Please.

Hey honey.

- Jim? Are you there? Jim?
- Yea, it's me. What's up?

Nothing, just working as usual.
It's pretty busy here today.

You working? Jim? Hello?

No. I don't know if I told you this the other day, but uh...

I got buddies together for a poker night. So uh...I'll be late tonight.

I'm working tomorrow and Friday.
Got the extra hours.

Okay, that's great. Hope you have
fun with the guys tonight, honey.

Yea. I sure hope so. Listen uh...this weekend maybe we can take Adam to the new mall?

Yeah. Sounds good.

Listen, I gotta go back to work.
I'll talk to you later, honey.

- Yea, right. Love ya.
- Love ya.

- Jim, did you catch the game last night?
- Naw. I missed it.

Too bad. Red Sox against the Rays.
Can't miss a Red Sox game.

I know. How'd it go?

Well things starting to look pretty good this season.

Lester and Buck did a pretty good job out there.
Buck carried a no hitter into the 8th inning.

They won 5 to nothing against the bastards.

- Well then, let's celebrate come on I'm buying.
- Well I hear that.

To the Red Sox.

Representing oil industries giants...

Hey Gus, turn it up for me.

About the recent findings in Venezuela.
Many nay sayers have claimed that their work

in Venezuela will have strong
negative effect on the ecosystem.

However, Miss Thompson did not arrive to the conference and police were notified instantly and began to look for her

That's a bonus.

She and several others have received death threats

over the past few months regarding these new oil findings.

Police have been sparse with details regarding the search so far,

but, have confirmed that she did show up to her first
meeting with representatives from Moore Oil.

No witnesses saw her outside the restaurant when she left the meeting alone and she hasn't been heard of since.

I'm going outside now. You stay there.
I'm coming back, you know. Don't try anything.

Fuck!

Stop!

Freeze bitch! Look at me!

Get over here! Come on!

Jim she...

- I... I'm sorry. Jim she...
- Wait here.

- So, you were saying?
- Yea, Jim uh...

What happened?
Did you fuck her?

- Last night?
- No, you stupid fuck. I mean did you touch her now with me not knowing about it.

No, no, no James, no I promise.

Sh...she escaped, but I caught her, James!

Motherfucker!

You fucking whore!

(Inaudible) I'll fucking kill you!

What the fuck were you thinking?
Fucking whore! Dumb motherfucker!

Gonna kill ya! Nigger fuck! Fuck you!
Fuck you! Fat nigger bitch!

Get the fuck out asshole!
Go fucking take your dumb ass shit...!

Fuck you motherfucker!

I thought you liked me.
I thought we had something going here.

I'm fucking disappointed now.

Motherfucker!

I even brought some food for us.

I was going to make us dinner, just the two of us!

You know what? I saw you on the news.
You're a fucking celebrity.

Now you'll end up in hell with the rest of them.

They're looking for ya. They'll never fucking find ya!

Pete, you dumb fuck.Go home and fuck your mother instead, and wash you look fucking disgusting.

No, I...I did good James.
I wanna stay.

- (Inaudible) Did you say something to me?
- No. No, James. I'll go okay.

Get the fuck out of here shitcock.
Useless fucking nigger

Fat motherfucker! Get out!

Alright baby. I've had all day to think
about it. And I thought real good about it.

I'm gonna tell you a little bit about myself.
See, no one ever ran from me before.

So, I think I owe you that much.

Once, I had this guy here.

He said you gotta try new things in life.

So just to try it out, I sucked his cock.

After that, I had to fuck at least ten chicks to get it out of my system.

I just don't get you, bitches.

You don't like me, do you?
Answer me.

- I hate you.
- What did you say?

I hate you. You know what? The police are looking for me and they are going to find me.

When they find you they are going to put you in jail, for the rest of your life. You're gonna get raped in there!

You are ugly, smell bad. You're a fucking loser!

You know your wife? She's probably fucking someone else right now, because your dick is to small.

And James, your son. How do you know that
your son? He doesn't even look like you.

He looks like that retard out there. When
I get out of this chair I'm going to kill you.

And you know what? I didn't even feel your dick inside me when you raped me. I bet you're gay.

You're just do this to cover it.
You even told me you sucked a dick yourself.

- Shut the fuck up, bitch!
- You fucking faggot! You fucking loser!

You're nothing! You got nothing. James, you're a fucking loser.

Name's Jim motherfucker!.

Come on! Let's fight motherfucker!

I'm gonna fuck you little bitch, so bad, you'll never walk again.

I'm gonna tear down that wall between your pussy and asshole.
You'll fucking feel it this time, you fucking cunt.

Now don't shit on my dick now.

Let me know if you didn't feel anything this time.

There's more where that came from.
Don't die on me now.

I'll be right back.

Well, well. Where did you go?

Where the fuck are you hiding?

Come on. There's no need to do this.
I can smell your shit on my dick!

I'm like a fucking sniff dog dog! I'll catch you.

Come on! I promise I'll make it quick, blow your head off.

Shut up bitch! I'm gonna fucking kill you 'cause Jim told me to!

We're going to have fun, you and I.

Damn.

- You fucking bitch.
- Get down.

- Fuck you.
- Down on your knees or I'll shoot.

Really? You don't even know how to use that.

- Fuck! Fuck you want bitch!
- Didn't you hear me? On your knees!

Wait, get up, get up!.

- Hurry!
- Make your fucking mind up.

Now you walk, to the chair.

Ain't gonna be long before I get my hands on that shotgun... bitch.

Sit down

- You hurt me.
- Shut up!

How you gonna tie me to this chair with both your hands on that?

I guess you're not in the mood to suck my dick, huh?

You do it. Do it or I swear to God you're gonna die like that retard!

- You're gonna fucking regret this.
- Legs first!

You'll have to help me with the last one.

Wake up. Wake up!

- You listening?
- Listen to what?

This is all your fault.
I do not want to be here.

You made me do this and I hate you.

Why did you have to do this?
I don't understand. Why?

- Why me?
- You're such a boring little shit.

I didn't even enjoy your company.

So that's it? You don't care?

You don't care that your best friend or whatever is out there dead?

Pete? No, I care and I'm angry. You killed him, didn't ya?

You whore. You useless fucking whore.
You're no better than us.

You're a killer now. Tied me to this chair.

Now get me the fuck out of this chair you motherfucking bitch!

Fuck you!

Aright, alright. You can kill me, but remember this.

Whatever you do, I'll always have fucked you in the ass.

That's it? You stay here and I'll be right back.

Where the fuck you going?

Don't worry, I'm just getting some more things from your tool shed.

What the fuck you gonna do?

You hungry?

(Mumbles)

I should have fucking killed you when I had the chance, fucking whore.

- You get to keep one foot. Which one?
- Fuck you. Cut off your own foot.

Fucking bitch.

I'm leaving you now, Jim.

You bitch. (Grunts) This isn't over.
I'm gonna find you and kill you.

Then, I'm gonna fuck you.

Then, I'm going to fucking rape your corpse.

And I'm gonna fuck every fucking bitch there is.

Don't you fucking touch me!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Ahhh!

Jim! Are you here? Hey, where the fuck are you?

I did stubs, you better have my money ready.

Screaming

Oh my God! (Continued screaming)

JRENT