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(1980s POP MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(1980s POP MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY ON RADIO)

- (KNOCKING ON DOOR) - (GASPS)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(1980s POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

AUNT SHERYL: Hello.

What are you doing in my house?

(DOG WHINING)

We're gonna be late.

I got it!

(SNIFFLES)

- (GRUNTS) - MIKE: There you are!

Who knew you had so much stuff?

Your dad is the Tetris king.

She doesn't have to like it. Not why we're doing this.

- Where's Luke at? - He's at the ball park

with his friends. We're gonna pick him up.

Jesus, we are late!

CINDY: You expect something else from this family?

MIKE: No, I do not.

Ain't no way we're gonna get there before dinner.

Uncle Marv said he could leave a key.

Okay.

Huh?

Boom!

Let's go!

Seat belt, Missy.

(DOORS CLOSE)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(ENGINE REVVING)

CINDY: Luke!

(LUKE GROANS)

We just started a new game.

CINDY: Sorry, kiddo. We're already late.

- Hey, let me know how it goes. - I will.

LUKE: Why can't I just stay here for the weekend?

By yourself? No, sir.

All my friends do.

BOTH: Yeah, exactly.

Besides, it might be nice for you to help your sister

move into her new school tomorrow.

Hold on, I'm gonna leave a message.

You smell horrible.

CINDY: Hi, Uncle Marv, it's Cindy.

We got a late start,

so we're not going to be to Gatlin Lake until, uh...

- Around 9:00 or 10:00. - MIKE: Hey, guys, cut it out.

CINDY: We'll just stop for a bite.

MIKE: Do you guys remember Uncle Marv and Aunt Sheryl?

I remember Uncle Marv smelt like wet dog and beer.

(LAUGHS)

You know Mom and Dad are going broke

over sending you to boarding school, right?

MIKE: Hey, we never said that.

Why else would you guys have canceled the cable?

See, I was right.

(KINSEY SCOFFS)

You think I wanted this?

I think you like the attention.

- You're a dick. - You're a queef.

CINDY: Whoa!

MIKE: What's queef?

(EXHALES)

Seriously, what's queef?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

You want me to go get her?

She's punishing us.

Folks need another couple of minutes with the menus or...

MIKE: We're gonna need a few, thank you.

I'll go.

(CINDY SIGHS)

Not even gonna pretend, huh?

What difference does it make?

What difference does it make, right?

Just ditch those before you get to your new school.

(KINSEY SCOFFS)

God forbid they kick me out.

Oh, they're not gonna give up that easy.

No, no. Not like you and Dad, huh?

I wish someone had done this for me.

You turned out fine.

You didn't know me back then.

I made mistakes. A lot of them.

Teenagers do stupid shit, Mom.

I am a teenager.

This is more than stupid shit, Kins.

This past year?

Sabrina. Laurie.

None of them. None of their parents are sending them off.

(KINSEY SNIFFLES)

Well, I'm not their mother. I'm yours.

(SCOFFS) They're lucky.

And I'm worried about you.

And now you won't have to worry.

Be just the three of you again,

like it always should have been, right?

You believe that?

(KINSEY SNIFFLES)

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

There even anybody here?

I think everybody leaves after Labor Day.

The office is a little further down.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(EXHALES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

They left a note. Said they'd see us in the morning.

We're staying in number 47.

- Hmm. - (CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(KEYS JANGLING)

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

This is nice, right?

Hmm. Cozy.

LUKE: Okay, so who's staying in this trailer?

All of us.

Of course.

Hmm.

There someone else staying here?

CINDY: That's weird.

Should I toss it?

What, are you gonna eat it?

- Throw it out. - It smells fine.

- It's beef and broccoli. - Please do not eat that.

- I love it. - There are no glasses.

MIKE: Just chug, woman.

Remember when we went camping in the Rockies?

That's exactly what I was referring to.

- CINDY: Mmm-hmm. - (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Is that Uncle Marv?

Probably.

- Bet he smelt the wine. - (BOTH CHUCKLE)

LUKE: Mom, there's someone knocking.

No, don't get up. I've got it.

It's a girl.

MIKE: Girl?

Can I help you?

Is Tamara home?

I think you have the wrong trailer.

Okay.

I didn't think anyone else was staying here?

She must be lost.

All right, guys.

You wanna play some cards or something?

(SIGHS)

- Well, you and me. - You and me.

You guys sure you don't wanna join us?

Oh, come on. Can we just have one last evening

where you're not on your phones?

(POP MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES)

Okay.

Thank you.

What do you wanna play?

500. We'll keep you here all night.

(MIKE SIGHS)

MIKE: Come on, why don't you just put that down

just for a while and join us?

(MIKE SIGHS)

Sweetheart, this, um...

This parent gig, you know, it's...

It's tough.

The bad grades. Cutting class.

We're just scared, you know?

(MUSIC STOPS)

(KINSEY EXHALES SHAKILY)

Thank you.

- Hey, hey, baby doll... - Where are you going?

I need some air.

(SIGHS)

MIKE: Should I go after her?

No. It will only make it worse.

Either one of us.

Luke, you go talk to her.

What? Why?

Because you're her brother.

Can you please do what your mother asks you?

Okay.

I don't know what you guys want me to say to her.

(LUKE EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

No one said it would be easy.

Kinsey!

Hey, Kins?

Kinsey!

What are you doing?

I don't know. Mom told me to come hang with you.

Such a bitch!

Just being dramatic.

Yeah, you think?

- I meant you. - Fuck off!

You know you're supposed to inhale those...

Cigarettes. You're supposed to, like,

actually inhale them.

(LAUGHS) Come on!

Oh, sis, just...

Get over it.

They wanna send you away. I mean, boo fucking hoo.

You're out of here next year.

You get to start your own life.

Maybe it's like that for you, too.

You know, this place could be a fresh start.

You could be whoever you wanna be.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

Don't.

You really think we're doing the right thing?

(CINDY SPITS)

I know we are. It's not like we haven't tried everything.

(CINDY SIGHS)

MIKE: Yeah.

Well, it'll be nice

to have the house back to ourselves again, I guess,

once Luke goes off to college.

We can do it on the couch like we used to.

I look so tired.

You look beautiful.

I love you.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Did you lock 'em out?

Mmm-mmm.

Guys, the door's not even locked.

- (DOOR OPENS) - GIRL: Is Tamara home?

MIKE: You lost or something?

You want me to call someone?

Are you okay?

Same girl?

Yeah.

Where are the kids?

- What? - Did they wander off?

MIKE: Luke!

Kinsey!

I'm gonna get my shoes.

I'm sure they're okay. I mean...

That girl weirded me out, hon.

Yeah, yeah. That was...

A little odd.

(STONE CLATTERING)

Remember when I was in Little League?

You used to follow me to the park?

Yeah, I always wanted to play. You never let me.

Well, you were little, sis. That's just how it goes.

You could barely lift up the bat,

let alone hit anything.

Here.

Wind up for the pitch.

What about the mail box?

(METAL CLANGS)

Oh, nice.

Should have let me play.

Mmm-hmm.

Hey, what do you think

Uncle Marv and Aunt Sheryl do here,

all alone in the winter?

I don't know. Probably have tons of filthy, porno sex.

- (BOTH LAUGH) - Ew.

Weird.

Yeah.

- Are you scared? - No.

LUKE: Hello?

- Hello? Oh, jeez! - (LAUGHS)

I'm gonna kill you. That's not funny.

That was good.

(SWITCH CLICKING)

Mmm.

Bingo.

Okay, yes. One shot.

- Three. All right. - Two.

(RUSTLING)

KINSEY: What was that?

LUKE: I don't know.

Come on, we should get out of here.

Wait. Wait.

Is somebody there?

- Luke, seriously, let's go. - Shh, wait, let's just...

- (DOOR SLAMS) - (BOTH GASP)

Hello?

Is somebody there?

(DOOR CREAKING)

- (DOG WHINES) - BOTH: Oh!

LUKE: Jesus!

Oh, jeez!

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You scared me half to death.

LUKE: (SNIFFS) Oh...

- What is that? - (COUGHING)

(SWITCH CLICKING)

Nothing.

What the hell?

What the fuck?

- Luke. - What?

LUKE: Oh, my God!

- Come on. - (GAGS)

KINSEY: Oh, my God!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Wait, wait, wait.

- Where are we? - I don't know.

Have we come from that way?

- No, no, we... - I don't know.

It all looks the same.

Here, here. Okay.

(LUKE AND KINSEY SCREAMING)

CINDY: Jesus!

You guys, what the hell is going on?

Uncle Marv and Aunt Sheryl are all cut up and there's blood everywhere.

CINDY: Luke.

MIKE: If this is some kind of a joke?

It's not some kind of a joke. I swear I would not joke about this, okay.

Okay, where was this? Where did you see this?

In one of the trailers. One of the trailers was open and we went inside.

I'm, I'm not... I'm not messing with you. I swear.

He's not. He's not. We both swear.

(BOTH PANTING)

LUKE: They're all cut up.

Okay, get Kinsey back in the trailer.

KINSEY: What?

Take Kinsey back to the trailer.

Call the police and lock the door, okay?

- Do you know how to get back there? - Yeah.

- Can you show me? - Yeah, I think so.

We came from there.

I'm scared, Dad.

Who would do something like that?

(KINSEY SOBBING)

CINDY: Okay...

- You're okay. - No, I'm not.

- You're okay... - No, I'm not. No, I'm not.

- We're not. No, we're not. - We're okay.

They weren't okay. They weren't okay.

- They weren't okay. - Okay.

We are going to be okay. It's okay.

KINSEY: You didn't see them.

- It's okay. - You didn't see them.

(WHISPERS) Mom.

Mom, the phone.

The phones.

Oh, my God.

- Mommy. - Okay.

Hello?

- Hello? - OPERATOR: 1-1. Emergency.

Hello, can you hear me?

Hello, can you hear me?

Hello?

Hello. Hello.

(KINSEY WHIMPERING)

Mom. Mom. Mom.

Mom!

What do you want?

Hello? Hello?

- KINSEY: Mom! - Can you hear me?

I need to report a murder. Hello! Can anyone hear...

No...

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Get in the bedroom! Get in the bedroom. Shut it!

Get in the bathroom! Turn around!

In the bathroom!

Shut the door!

(BOTH PANTING)

No!

God... Please, stop happening.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Leave us alone!

Mommy.

Who is she?

(MUSIC PLAYING SOFTLY)

(INAUDIBLE)

(KINSEY YELLING)

- Okay. - I got it! I got it!

- I'm gonna lift you up. - Okay. Okay.

(GRUNTING)

- (SCREAMING) - Don't let go of me!

Pull yourself up!

(CRYING)

I got it.

- (KINSEY SCREAMING) - Come on!

(SCREAMS)

No, you go! Run!

KINSEY: Oh, my God!

Run!

Run! You have to run!

I won't let go.

Run. Run.

Baby, go.

- (SCREAMS) - No!

No! Mommy!

(COUGHING)

CINDY: Run.

Mom! Let go of her!

(CRYING) Mommy, get up!

Get up! Get up! Mommy!

(SOBBING)

(GROANS)

(COUGHING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

This is it, right?

Yeah, it's this one.

Okay, just wait here.

- What? - Just... Let me look.

I've already been there. I've already seen it.

- (SWITCH CLICKS) - They don't work.

They're in the back room.

(FLIES BUZZING)

(MIKE GAGS)

Okay, we got to call the cops.

You got a phone on you?

No. I... I think I left it back at the trailer.

Okay.

What the fuck?

(MIKE GROANS)

Fuck.

(BEEPS)

ON ANSWERING MACHINE: Hi, Uncle Marv, it's Cindy.

We got a late start,

so we're not going to get to Gatlin Lake

until around 9:00 or 10:00.

- (RUMBLING) - Shit.

What was that?

Dad?

Shh.

(RUSTLING)

LUKE: Oh, shit!

MIKE: Fuck! Fuck!

Get down!

(PANTING)

LUKE: Who is that?

Okay, we're gonna get back to Mom and Kinsey.

- Okay, we're gonna make a run for it, okay? - Mmm-hmm.

You're gonna run. You're gonna run like hell

- and I'm gonna be right behind you. - Okay.

And you don't stop until we get right back to them.

- Okay? - Okay.

Go!

(GASPS)

Dad.

Oh, shit.

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

- What are you doing? - There was a gun.

I remember they used to have a gun in here.

Do you know how to use that?

Are you really... Are you really going to shoot them?

Okay, you have five seconds!

Five seconds to leave and then I start shooting!

(PANTING)

Five!

Four!

- Three! - (COCKS GUN)

Two!

One!

Go check back there.

They're gone.

Okay, we'll go back.

Come on, you stay with me. Okay.

Come on!

(KINSEY PANTING)

Okay.

No. (CRYING)

(PANTING)

Help!

Please!

(SOBBING)

Fuck! Kinsey!

Cindy!

That's my phone.

(PANTING)

Oh!

(MIKE SOBBING)

LUKE: Dad, what is it?

No!

(EARS RINGING)

Listen. We have to go find your sister.

Listen... Listen to me!

We're gonna go find your sister, okay?

- I need you to be with me. - Okay. What do we have to do?

I'm gonna get the car, and we're gonna go find her.

All right? Okay?

Kinsey!

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Kin!

Kinsey!

Where is she?

Come on, Kins.

Kinsey!

Kinsey!

Oh, shit!

(HORN HONKING)

(KINSEY CRYING)

This isn't happening.

This isn't happening.

(POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Hello?

(ENGINE REVVING)

(GASPS)

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

It's okay.

(GULPS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

- Leave us alone! - But we've just started.

(KINSEY SCREAMING)

- (PANTING) - (HORN HONKING)

Oh, God. Dad?

No. Dad, Dad, Dad, wake up.

Wake up. Come on.

Fuck. Look, Dad.

- Oh, fuck. - (COUGHING)

- You okay? - (GROANS IN PAIN)

- Fuck! - Oh, my God.

Shit! (GRUNTING)

Ahh! I can't...

- Here. - No, I can't.

(STAMMERS) Okay, I'm... I'm gonna, uh...

Try and pull... Pull it out.

Okay, I'm... I'm gonna...

(SCREAMS)

(MIKE LAUGHS)

MIKE: Fucking...

Tell me what to do. What do you want me to do?

(GROANING)

Okay, you... You gotta get out of here.

No, I'm not gonna leave you.

You gotta get the fuck out of here.

- Dad, I'm not gonna leave you. - You gotta find your sister.

- I'm not gonna leave you. - She needs you.

The gun.

Okay, find the gun.

Here.

MIKE: You know how to use that thing?

- No. - You just...

It's loaded, okay?

Pull back on the hammer

and then you squeeze the trigger.

(CONTINUES GROANING)

Okay? You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Oh, fuck.

(MIKE CRYING)

(SIGHS) Okay. Okay.

I'm gonna go find her, okay?

We're gonna go get the cops,

we're gonna go get the ambulance, okay?

I'm gonna be right back.

I'm proud of you.

I know.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CRYING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MIKE YELPING)

(SCREAMING TEARFULLY)

Fuck.

(TURNS ON RADIO)

(SWITCHING CHANNELS)

(ANNOUNCER TALKING ON RADIO)

(POP SONG PLAYING)

MIKE: Please.

Please.

Please!

Why are you doing this?

Fuck!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INCREASES VOLUME)

Please!

Hey, whatever it is you're doing, just stop.

Can you leave my family alone?

You let my family go.

Please.

Please.

Okay. Okay. Let's just...

Can we just talk about this, okay?

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Fuck!

Who the fuck are you...

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(SOBBING)

Don't... Don't...

(STABS)

(TURNS OFF RADIO)

(PANTING)

Oh, my God.

LUKE: Kinsey!

(GASPING)

(COUGHS)

(PANTING)

(TOY SQUEAKS)

Hello?

(TOY SQUEAKS)

(TOY RATTLING)

(RATTLING CONTINUES)

(TOY WHIRRING)

(TOY SQUEALING)

KINSEY: No, no, no.

(SCREAMING)

LUKE: Stop!

Let her go.

KINSEY: Luke...

Luke... Luke...

(KINSEY CRYING IN PAIN)

Put the fucking knife down.

Put the knife down!

(KNIFE CLATTERS)

(CHUCKLES)

Are you gonna shoot me?

Give me the gun. Give me the gun.

Give me the gun, Luke.

- Give me the gun. - Go, go. Run.

- Run! Run! Run! - I will fucking shoot her!

Fuckin' shoot her!

(KINSEY GROANING)

- Oh, my God. - (ENGINE REVVING)

- (TIRES SCREECHING) - LUKE: No, no, no. Run.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(BOTH PANTING)

Hey, Luke, the window.

Do you think you can reach it?

Yeah, I could give it a try.

Yeah, I'll boost you.

Shit, it hurts.

(GRUNTS)

Okay.

Okay.

You okay?

KINSEY: Yeah, I'm okay.

Here.

(KINSEY GROANING)

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit. Hey, hey. You're okay. Hey.

(CONTINUES GROANING)

There.

Grab that shirt off, okay.

- What? - Take that flannel off.

Okay.

Okay.

Mom...

(KINSEY CRYING)

I know. Hey, we're gonna get out of this.

(SOBBING) I tried to get her...

- We're gonna get out of this. - I tried to get her hand.

Stop.

I had her hand. I couldn't get her.

Kins.

I was so mean. I was so mean...

- Hey. - (SOBBING)

Do you remember that...

Hey, do you remember that time that

I fell out of that tree at Marshpoint?

Do you remember that?

- Yeah. Yeah. - You remember that. Right?

You... You rode your bike home even though it was broken.

- Yeah. - It was id... A... Idiot.

Total idiot.

Mom found me on the couch, I was eating pizza,

trying to pretend like nothing happened.

My leg was all swollen and blue,

and she was like,

"Luke, what the fuck did you do?"

(BOTH LAUGH)

(SCREAMS IN PAIN)

It's okay.

She probably said it just like that, too.

It was exactly like that.

"Luke, what the fuck did you do?"

And she tells us to watch our mouths.

(LUKE LAUGHS)

Here, give me your arm.

It's my fault that she's dead.

Kins, stop.

No, you wouldn't have been here, Luke.

We wouldn't have been here if I wasn't such a fuck-up.

Stop. Just shut up. Shut up.

You know that's not true.

- I'm sorry. - You know that.

I'm sorry.

Why are they doing this to us?

Why?

Okay, we got to find the main office.

Okay, we got to get to a landline.

Call 911.

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Luke. Luke, help.

(KINSEY SCREAMING)

I can't... I can't...

- Okay. - Give me your hand.

No. I'm going to try and find the main office. Okay?

- What? - You have to stay here.

Trust me. You have to stay right here. Do not move.

I'm going to call 911. Ambulance will come.

The police will light this whole fucking place...

- I'm coming with you. - No. Stop! Stop! Stop.

Listen to me.

I'm going be moving much faster

and you're going to be a lot safer here.

Okay? Do you understand?

- You understand? - Yeah.

I love you, sis.

I love you, too.

LUKE: We're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

(PANTING)

OPERATOR: 911. What's the emergency?

Hi. Um, yeah, we need help.

There's these crazy people trying to kill us.

Okay. Calm down. What's your address?

Um, I don't know. I'm not sure.

I wasn't... I wasn't paying attention.

It's some trailer park.

I don't know. I don't know where we are.

Um... Uh...

Gatlin Lake. It's Gatlin Lake.

Hello?

Hello?

(DOOR CREAKING)

No.

(OBJECT CLATTERING)

Just leave us alone.

(CAROUSEL MUSIC PLAYING)

Just leave us alone!

(CLATTERING)

Oh, shit.

(POWERING UP)

(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(LUKE GASPS)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(METAL SCRAPING)

I killed one of yours.

How's that feel, huh?

How's that fucking feel?

LUKE: Ahh!

Fuck.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

- (STABS) - (GROANING)

(COUGHS)

(MUSIC ENDS)

KINSEY: Luke, Luke.

Luke.

(LUKE COUGHING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Come here. I got you right here. Right here.

I'm here. I'm here. Okay.

We need to get you help.

Look at me. I need to get to the main road.

Okay?

(GROANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CRYING)

(COUGHING)

- (BRAKES SCREECHING) - (ENGINE REVVING)

No, please. No. No.

Please. Please.

MAN: You okay?

Whoa. Okay, come here.

Come on. It's okay. It's okay. Come here.

Okay, calm down. Hey.

- Oh, my God. - Calm down. Okay.

It's okay.

(STAMMERS) Okay, I need... I need you to help my brother.

I need you to help my brother. He's at the clubhouse.

I told him to meet me at the clubhouse.

- Okay. All right. - That's where he might be.

- I don't know... - And there are these crazy people,

and they are trying to kill us.

(GASPS)

(CHOKING)

(LOCKS DOORS)

Where are the keys?

Where are the keys?

Where are the keys?

(TAPPING GLASS)

(DOOR OPENS)

Come on. Come on.

(SCREAMING)

Get off! Get off!

(PANTING)

(CONTINUES PANTING)

Why are you doing this?

Why not?

(SOBBING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING ON TRUCK RADIO)

Come on.

(ENGINE STALLING)

Come on. Come on.

Come on!

(GASPING)

Come on. Come on, please.

Come on, please. Please! I need you to go!

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(ENGINE STALLING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TRUCK APPROACHING)

(GROANS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(YELLING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

No! No.

(TIRES SCREECHING) (MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(PANTING)

(GROANING)

(ENGINE REVVING) (SCREAMING IN PAIN)

(PANTING)

(MUSIC DISTORTS)

(RAGGED BREATHING)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(PANTING)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Stop! Stop! Help!

Please, stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Hi... Hi!

Help me, please. Please. Are you okay?

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Drive! (ENGINE STARTING)

(YELLING)

(SOBBING)

(GASPS)

(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)

(TOY SQUEAKING) (GASPS)

Hello. (KNOCKING ON DOOR)