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Mmm.

Nah.

Good chow.

Well...

I'm gonna take a walk to the lake.

If I'm not back in ten minutes, you come looking for me.

Is someone there?

Frank?

Frank!

Frank? Frank?

Frank...

♪ Oh, roll your leg over

♪ Oh, roll your leg over

♪ Oh, roll your leg over the man in the moon

♪ Oh, I wish all the women were like statues of Venus

♪ And I was a sculptor with a cast-iron penis

♪ Oh, roll your leg over

♪ Oh, roll your leg over

♪ Oh, roll your leg over the man in the moon

♪ I wish all the women were like fish in a pool

♪ And I was a shark with a waterproof tool

♪ Oh, roll your leg over

♪ Oh, roll your leg over

♪ Oh, roll your leg over the man in the moon ♪

- The great outdoors! - Where's the bathroom?

Uh, there's one over there.

- Oh, I'll see you in a bit. - All right.

Isn't it beautiful?

- Where's Gail? - What do you think, baby?

OK, you girls wait here, we'll go get the Wilderness permits.

And then it's hit-the-trail time.

Aye-aye, boss.

Ain't he cute?

- How was it? - Oh, OK.

Wow, what a hunk!

Let me handle this.

- Morning, ladies. - Morning, Officer.

Officer? Do I look like a cop?

No, I just like your uniform.

I'm with the Park Service. My name's Mark O'Brien.

Hi. I'm Gail.

- Hi. - Hi.

Oh, this is Bobbie.

Hello.

- Hi, Bobbie. - And Nancy.

- Hi. - Hello.

Well...

You girls going camping by yourselves?

No. Our boyfriends are inside, getting our permits.

- Where are you off to? - Northpoint.

Northpoint?

Not too many people go up there.

If you wanna be alone, that's a great spot.

Well, enjoy yourselves.

Watch out for the bears.

Bears?

You and Skip, that's all you ever think about.

Man, am I ready for tonight.

First you play it real cool.

Snuggle up in the old sleeping bag.

And then... slip it right to her.

It's gonna be so romantic.

Looking good.

OK?

My feet hurt. I think I'm getting a blister on my blister.

I told you to break in your boots before the trip.

"I told you to break your boots in before the trip."

A lot of good that does me now, you asshole.

OK, let's hit it. Rest time's over.

I want to make camp before dark.

Thanks.

Just look at me.

Come on, Gail, let's go. We're not going to the prom.

In a minute. I'll catch up. Go ahead.

Hey, wait! Wait for me!

Hey, look at this. Somebody lost their pipe.

You bastards!

Why didn't somebody wait for me?

I could have been raped or killed out there.

By what, Gailie? A horny chipmunk?

There's nothing out there that could hurt you.

It's Greg here you gotta watch out for.

I hear it comes down to his knees.

Ha, ha! A lot you know.

There was something out there and it followed me here.

- Hi, Gail. Did you get lost? - Screw you.

There was something out there. There really was.

Sure, Gail. Sure.

That looks good.

You're kidding?

Yeah, really, it was amazing.

I told you that story, didn't I?

Joel may know how to catch 'em but I know how to cook 'em.

Come on.

You guys are gonna love it. There we go.

Hey, yo! Yo!

Thanks, Joel.

- Thanks. - Oh, come on!

- There you go, pal. - Thank you.

- I need another one. - Can you pass me an apple?

See that one? That's Orion.

- Where did you learn all that? - I used to own a convertible.

OK, smartass.

What's that one?

- Which one? - There, below the Big Dipper.

The car broke down in front of the house

and it was when we had the floods.

All of a sudden I saw all the water coming over the top of the car.

I couldn't get out and I kept pushing and pushing the door.

Can you believe that? They saw me through those little cameras.

And there was so much pressure I couldn't get out.

So what I did was I rolled the window down...

- Isn't that amazing? - That is amazing.

But I don't, you know...

OK, guys, are you ready?

I wanna tell you a curious story.

It happened about 30 years ago right here in Northpoint.

There was a band of gypsies

'camped out not far from where we are right now.

'They used to poach for their food

'and the women would make a little money as fortune tellers.

'Among the gypsies was a giant young boy.

'He was only six or seven years old

'but he was as large as a full-grown man.

'His name was Leo.

'Legend has it he was cursed.

'It was a family curse which started with his grandfather.

'See, his grandfather was king of the gypsies

'and he was a giant.

'He used to take very good care of the gypsies

'until he lost his mind and became a killer.'

- Don't put that curse on anyone. - What do you mean, curse?

Sasha's father was a giant of a man.

And I mean a giant.

He would look after our tribe and protect us.

He was the right hand of our tribe.

He was gentle and kind.

Like Marco, right?

No, Pandora, not like Marco.

Papa was a serious man.

- Until he got sick. - Sick?

Am I not a serious man, sister?

You're a fool, brother dear.

What do you mean, sick?

When Mama died, Papa went mad.

His broken heart drove him crazy.

He blamed her death on our tribe and he decided to take revenge.

I've heard many stories about your father

and how he preyed upon our camp.

- Oh, my God. - Oh, yes, Pandora.

Old Leo murdered several of our camp before he was mercifully killed himself.

You see, he would creep around the camp at night...

...and then he would attack the young men

and kill them brutally.

He would creep round and creep

- until he found his next victim. - Shut up, Misha.

You're scaring this poor child.

I'm not a child.

Of course you're not, you're a woman.

A beautiful woman, ripe and ready for picking.

Leave the child alone, you skirt chaser.

OK, OK. I've got to go anyway. I got business in town.

Business? Huh! You mean monkey business.

I've told you many times to leave those town girls alone.

They'll get you into trouble one day.

Hey, I'll go with you, Marco.

Like hell you will.

- Stay with us, Marco. - I'd love to.

But I'm bored. So long, my gypsy watchdogs.

- Marco! - Dogs? Ha!

You're the dog.

A lucky dog.

Good-looking horse, ain't he?

- He's all right. - You bet your ass he's all right.

How much d'you want for him?

Oh, I don't know. I'd probably take... 700 for him.

Shit.

I don't care what you say, Jake.

Those damn gypsies are a menace to our community.

I won't feel safe till they're gone.

Don't be ridiculous. They're not gonna do nothing.

They're not shit! They're thieves and rapists.

How would you like one of those greaseballs to get your wife?

Shit.

Leo's Uncle Marco was always chasing the local ladies.

One beautiful woman that he chased

'was the wife of a local horse trainer named Jake.

'He took her to a clearing just like this one to seduce her.'

I can't. My husband will be expecting dinner.

If I'm not home, he's gonna know something's up.

No.

As long as he has his beer, he won't even know you're gone.

No, Marco.

Maybe tomorrow morning we can see each other

while Jake's working.

Stop thinking about your husband. He's not thinking of you.

Tell me the last time he...

...gave you a gentle touch.

Oh, you're so beautiful.

You should be treated like a princess.

You can be my gypsy.

No.

No, I can't. Jake will be furious.

I must go home. Please let me go.

Come on. I'll show you how a gypsy makes love.

Jake would kill you if he knew.

He won't know if you don't tell him.

No, don't.

Please don't.

Oh, don't leave a mark.

Shh.

I'll make you feel like a real woman.

Yes.

God, yes.

Dave, you're an ass. Them gypsies ain't gonna hurt anybody.

Hell, they're just bums who poach for a living.

Anyway, I gotta go. I told Mary to make dinner early today.

You mark my words,

someday they'll rape one of our women.

Maybe your old lady.

Hey, shut up, asshole. You don't know shit from apple butter.

Anyhow, Mary wouldn't go within ten yards of one of them bums.

'After he made love to her,

'she realized...'

he had left a mark on her throat.

She had to think of a story to tell her husband.

No one!

- I told you, no one. - Don't lie to me, goddammit.

I said, who have you been with? Tell me right now or I'll kill you.

Who?

Who was it?

- I can't tell you. - Tell me, goddammit.

- Who was he? - He raped me.

He raped me.

Hold me.

Hey, you play something special for me, OK?

Come on. One more drink and you'll stop your teasing.

Come on, big man. I'll drink you under the table.

Or under the wagon as the case may be.

If you want me,

you'll have to beg for it.

Huh? I never begged for anything in my life.

Liar. You are a beggar.

A beggar and a liar.

Now beg, beggar.

Beg, liar.

Bitch. Come on, let me at you. I'll show you.

Show me what?

Show me how you can beg, that's what you'll show me.

Now beg, beggar.

Please, Sacha. Don't tease, huh?

I said beg me.

Please.

That's better.

Come.

Didn't I tell you those gypsy bums would rape somebody?

You were right all along. I didn't believe it but you were right.

I knew it.

I knew it.

Mary told me how that son of a bitch

grabbed her in broad daylight.

On the parking lot at the market.

Then he took her to the outskirts of town and the bastard raped her.

I knew it.

I told you, didn't I?

Don't worry, partner. We'll get even.

We'll square it for your beautiful wife.

What are you guys going to do?

Don't you worry none, little darling. We'll get even for you.

Maybe we ought to just call the cops, eh?

And let the whole world know what happened to Mary?

My way is better.

What are you thinking?

Please, can't we just forget the whole thing?

I could stay home until they go away.

Gypsies always go away.

Don't they?

Now, never mind, little darling.

Now, don't you worry none.

Jake here and I will make sure they go away.

Permanently.

I can dance too.

- Good as her? - Yeah, watch.

Are you ready to deliver what you begged for?

I guess I did beg, didn't I?

Yes, you did.

You had to.

Oh, Sasha, you are such a tease. You know that?

- I know that. - You tease me too much.

No, not too much. You love it.

You're so hot.

What do you want with a gypsy girl?

I don't have yellow hair like those girls you chase in town.

Who needs yellow hair when I can have you?

Those girls in town are just girls.

But you're a woman, my woman.

I put the rest of the gasoline in the pickup like you said, Dave.

Dina, go on in the bedroom and keep Mary company.

Are you sure we're doing the right thing?

Shit, Jake, stop whining.

It was your old lady they raped, wasn't it?

Would you rather just give her to them?

- Don't you wanna get even? - I just thought...

That's your trouble. You think too much.

I'll do the thinking for both of us.

Get some more beer, will you?

Dina?

Get us a couple more beers, honey.

We got enough gasoline to burn up the whole state.

Shut up.

Now, we'll need all we got.

We're gonna barbecue us a whole bunch of gypsies.

- There you go, Uncle Jake. - Thank you, honey.

What are you doing?

Get the kid out of here, will you?

Run along, Dina. We're kind of busy here.

Go on, get!

Lookee here.

Let's make sure we got the location of this here gypsy camp right.

Northpoint.

Right?

Yeah.

So...

Jake and his friends headed for Northpoint

to barbecue some gypsies.

Does that feel good? Does it feel good?

I'll watch these cans. Go get the rest.

I can't carry all that stuff by myself.

That's why I brought Harry.

- Get going. - But, man...

Get going.

- Do you like that? Do you want me? - I want you.

No more begging, huh?

- Just from me. - Let me hear you beg.

- Beg me. - Please Misha.

I want it now.

Beg me some more.

- Oh, I want it now. - Yeah, OK.

- Misha! - Yes?

I love you.

I love you, Sasha.

'The fire engulfed the whole camp,

'killing all the gypsies as well as Jake and his friends.

'But the legend of Northpoint says that one boy escaped,

'burnt beyond belief but recognizable by his size.

'It was Leo, the young giant.

'Escaping this holocaust, you would think his only wish

'would be to get revenge for his family.'

But do you know what Leo's wish was

that fateful night?

Well, what was it?

Oh, well, he wished for a good night's sleep.

Oh, boo!

Boo! That's bad.

I liked it, man.

- I'll give it a nine with a bullet. - Jeez.

Oh, God. Well, I gotta take a pee.

- Who wants to take a little walk here? - No, thank you.

Aah. The pause that refreshes.

Hey, watch my leg, you jerk!

Come on, Gail, turn it off.

Let's listen to the woods.

Jesus, I really did scare her.

Poor Greg.

Poor Greg?

What do you mean, poor?

His dad is worth 50 million dollars

and one day that's gonna be all poor Greg's.

You know that's not what I mean.

Why does he let Gail walk all over him?

Have you ever taken a good look at her?

No, but I bet you have.

Well, I'm only human.

Says who?

- Sorry you didn't wait for me? - Yeah. Now, come on.

- Say you're sorry. - I'm sorry.

- Do you love me? - Yes.

- Tell me. - Tell you what?

- Tell me that you love me. - I love you, goddammit. I love you.

No, you don't. You'd say anything right now.

I won't. I mean, I do. I love you.

- You do? Really? - Honest, on my honor.

- Cross your heart? - Cross my heart.

- And hope to die? - All right. And hope to die.

Oh, Greg.

Come on, Bobbie. Everybody else is doing it.

Stop it, you octopus.

I'm still pissed off at you. You scared me half to death.

It was a joke. Where's your sense of humor?

Some joke. Very funny. Ha, ha. Well, here's my little joke.

I'm not putting out.

Bobbie! How could you do this to me?

Easy. Just watch.

OK, Bobbie. This is your last chance.

Oh, Greg.

Greg. Wait, stop.

- Now, what? - There's something out there.

- Somebody's watching us. - Not that again.

No, really. Look over there.

- I don't see anything. Come on. - It's out there. I swear I saw it.

What was that?

An animal. Stop being so jumpy.

That was no animal. There's something out there.

I bet it's Skip playing one of his dumbass jokes again.

What a jerk!

Oh, you're not going out there?

Well, why not?

Because maybe it's not Skip.

Skip?

Goddammit, is that you?

Greg?

Come on back.

I'm getting scared.

Greg?

Shit. The lantern.

Dammit.

Matches.

Gotta find the stinking matches.

- Good morning. - Hiya.

Hey, Joel.

Did Greg and Gail say anything to you about taking off early?

No.

Well, they're gone. Their gear, everything.

- Not a trace. - Are you sure?

Look for yourself. They're not here.

Forest Service, Keen Wild. Ranger Tile speaking.

'Good morning, Ranger Tile.

'This is Sergeant Parsons with the Dover Police Department.'

I have a missing person's report I'd like to talk over with you.

We have a Frank and Mary Sylvester.

Middle-aged couple, married.

They both teach at our high school here.

Now, three weeks ago they went on a camping trip in the Northpoint area.

'Nobody's heard from them since.'

- Yeah? - 'Believe me,

'these are not the type of people to pull a disappearing act.

'School opened here yesterday and for the first time in 20 years

'they both missed the opening day of school.

'So, we think something could have happened.'

I'll send a ranger out this morning.

We should hear something in a day or two.

'I'd appreciate any help you can give us at the Dover Police Department.'

- Shall do. - 'Thank you.'

Gail?

Greg and Gail?

Greg?

Gail?

Holy, holy. Home free all!

Hey, Greg?

- Gail? - Gail!

Greg and Gail?

Gail?

Greg?

Holy, holy. Home free all.

Hey, Greg?

- Gail? - Greg!

- Gail! - Hey, Greg! Gail?

Greg and Gail?

Greg and Gail?

Greg?

Any luck?

No. God knows where they are.

What do you think we should do?

I'm not sure.

I think we should leave them a note and go on like we planned.

Aren't you even worried about them?

Sure I am, but look at it this way.

All their gear's gone, right?

What that means to me is, they packed it up and took off.

- My bet is they went back. - Without telling anybody?

Skip's right. I mean, Gail's so dizzy, anything goes.

Maybe Gail, but not Greg.

Christ! Greg tags after Gail like a lost puppy.

They went back for sure.

Hey, why don't we take a vote?

Either we cancel out the trip and go back to the rangers' station,

or we leave them a note and go on.

Majority rules, OK?

Sure.

That's fair.

I say we go on.

Me too.

Nancy?

All right.

I don't wanna spoil everyone's vacation.

Let's go on.

I guarantee they'll show up.

Please let them be OK.

- Morning, Lester. - Oh...

- How about a sandwich? - Oh.

Here. We got cucumber and cream cheese on oatmeal bread.

- Do people really eat that? - Come on, that's good stuff.

I made an extra one in case you change your mind.

What's up?

Looks like we got another lost couple.

- Where? - Same place as last month.

Up at Northpoint.

- Who are they? - Sylvester.

Frank and Mary.

They're middle-aged and they...

They're supposed to be good campers.

How long are they overdue?

Well, let's see.

The Wilderness permit says

that they ought to have been out last week.

They probably just decided to stay on a little longer.

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, tell me the truth on something.

Are those sandwiches any good?

Sure. Here.

Do yourself a favor and try one.

One thing that bothers me, it's that Northpoint.

It's a real spooky place.

We gotta go round here.

'15, 20 years ago they had a fire up there.

'Worst fire I ever saw. And I know because I fought it.'

It was the worst mother fire in history.

And they had a bunch of gypsies that lived up there in a cave.

Mostly poachers, you know.

Well, when we got in there...

...and started finding bodies...

...we found those gypsies just burnt to a crisp.

I mean to tell you,

whole families huddled together,

fried right together.

You couldn't pull them apart, tell which was which.

It was a terrible sight.

Are you gonna finish that sandwich?

No. No, you can have it.

Oh, thanks.

Well, after... the fire was put out,

the Forest Service sent us back in there to replant.

And I never said anything about this before, Mark,

never told a soul,

but I saw something back there.

I just got a glimpse of it, but...

Well, it disappeared in the brush.

What was it?

The only way I could describe it was...

It was a young boy.

And he was burnt like nothing you've ever seen in your life.

I tell you what, if you like

I'll pack in up to Northpoint and check it out for you.

Maybe you'd better. Maybe if you get lucky,

you can spend the night with that gang of kids from California.

I saw you talking to those girls.

There are a couple of real lookers in there.

Yeah, well...

And, uh, Mark, before you go,

maybe you'd better drop back and get the aught-six

because what we might have back there is a bad bear.

Thirty-aught-six?

No thanks.

If it would make you happy, I'll take the tranquillizer gun.

Well, suit yourself.

If it was me, I'd like a lot more firepower.

There's no way I'd trust those little darts.

Come on, Lester. I'll take care of myself.

Ya-hoo!

Come on in, girls. The water's great.

Oh, Jesus!

Sure you won't change your mind?

Hey, I'm sorry about last night.

Tonight will be a lot different.

Oh, right.

Hey, Joel. Are you coming or what?

I mean, I got a hot date tonight.

I won't hurt myself, I promise.

Did you hear something?

Relax. There's nobody here but us chickens.

Holy shit. I can see what we're coming to right now.

Wow! That first step is a mother.

You're not chickening out on me?

Hell, no. Let's tie up and I'll flip you for who goes first.

- Ready? - Yep.

Heads.

Heads it is, you lucky devil.

- After you. - OK. You carry the rack.

Just make sure the rope's all undone.

OK.

Right.

You're all set.

Just be careful, man.

Hey!

'Hi, I'm Gail.'

'Suit yourself.

'I know if it was me I'd like a little more firepower.

'No way I'd trust those little darts.'

Don't worry, Lester. I'll take care of myself.

'Northpoint.'

Oh, God. Hey, Skip!

What the hell are you doing?

Cut it out, you ass.

Holy shit.

Joel, no!

Bobbie...

Come with me.

Oh, my God!

He's gonna kill us!

Listen to me. We have to keep running.

That's all, just run!

Run!

Oh, my God.

Bobbie!

Bobbie!

No! No, Bobbie!

No, dear Bobbie!

No, no.

No! Oh, God!

Please, no, don't hurt me.

Help. Dear mother of God, protect me.

No!

Shit!

You all right?