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We gotta go. It's okay...

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Oh, God!

Okay, get down, get down.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Fuck!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

You okay? Yeah? Okay.

It's okay. Mommy's got you.

Okay?

It's okay. It's okay.

Shh.

Stay back. Be careful.

Don't look.

I don't care what you do.

We are not going to--

Shut up!

Please! Please, just don't hurt him, okay?

No, no, no, no. Please, please, please, please.

Just...

We'll come back.

I'll come back with you, okay?

Please, just don't hurt him.

No!

Stay away from her, Papa!

Baby. Baby, don't.

Honey, no.

Run, Mama! He's gonna hurt you!

Mama, wake up.

Mama, please wake up.

Mama, I'm cold.

Please, I-- I wanna go home.

Please.

I just wanna go home.

Please.

Scott, you're such a jerkface.

- You're a jerkface. - You're from Jerkmenistan.

I'm really gonna miss this.

I remember when you were running around,

scraping your knees.

Seems like yesterday.

Aw, Mom, we'll always be your little babies.

And Ashley will always be a baby.

Shut up.

And you know, I suppose I could settle

for some grand babies.

Oh, settle, Mom.

Okay, that's just-- uh, a bit too soon.

I'm just trying to keep it cool, Mom, okay?

What does Gwen have to say

about all this playing it cool stuff?

Yeah, what does Gwen have to say?

Uh, Gwen and I are fine, thank you.

- Want my advice? - No.

Run.

Oh, stop.

That's good advice.

- There I was, I was 23. - Oh, boy.

My band was gonna be the next Pink Floyd.

- Here we go. - But your mom got pregnant.

So I had a choice to make.

Run away with my band, The Electric Sex Machine

and take the country by storm,

or stay here and settle down,

become a husband and father.

That's a tough choice. Any regrets? Ashley?

Shut up!

Oh, he's such a freaking...

I mean, I probably have higher cholesterol

and, uh, less groupies than I would have,

but I'd make the same dumb mistake

again if I could.

Family is forever.

Never have I ever...

- No. - Uh, yes.

- No. - Yes.

Never have I ever...

I'm not playing that with Mom and Dad.

Ash, come on.

- Come on. We could be hip. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Oh, my God.

- Dad's hip. - I'll start it off.

Never have I ever played Never Have I Ever

- with my family. - Oh, thank God.

Safe choice.

Uh, okay. Never have I ever...

Oh, never have I ever hitchhiked across the country.

- Shut the fuck up. - Too bad, you wanted to play.

- What? - Mom?

Are you nuts?

Topless, too.

Whoa!

It was the '70s. It was a different time.

Oh!

And I was not topless. It was a knit top.

Yeah, it was a pretty open weave.

- Oh... - Dad, look out!

Babe?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I was just, uh...

I was just thinking, uh, about today.

Mm-hmm. You had another nightmare?

No.

I was having a dream about you.

Liar.

Are you ready for today?

As ready as I'll ever be, I guess.

Not sure she is.

There's never gonna be the perfect time.

No.

She's definitely not gonna make it easy.

You just... You don't know Ashley like I do.

Jesus Christ.

I didn't know it'd be this bad.

Oh, it's okay. I'll be okay.

It's just-- it's just nerves.

This is just nerves for a weekend away

with your brother?

Well, you don't know him like I do,

Mr. Fucking High and Mighty.

I mean, it's been a couple of years, you know?

Okay. Well, I mean, we can call it off if you want.

No.

I'm not giving him the satisfaction.

- Whoa... - You sure?

Yeah. Yeah, it's okay.

- I got it. - Okay.

That's the attitude we like for a fun weekend away,

but it's your call, babes.

Oh, God. Please don't call me that.

What you can control is yourself.

Trust that this trip is gonna be

whatever it's supposed to be and surrender the outcome.

- You're my therapist now? - No.

No... you could never afford me.

Oh, well, would you be willing to make an exception?

I'd consider it, under the right circumstances.

Or you know what?

The fresh mountain air might do you some good.

You're not, uh, you know, late, are you?

What?

- What? - Don't be stupid.

Well, I'm just, you know, just checking.

You never know. Making sure.

But hey, after this weekend,

if you're still not feeling good,

we'll go to the doctor and get it sorted.

Ooh. Oh! Cold! Cold! Okay.

Oh!

Okay, I see how it is. All right.

Joke's on you, I like cold plunges.

Save me the lecture, okay. You're not my boyfriend.

Yet.

But I'm wearing you down, I can tell.

It's only a matter of time.

- Jesus! - What the fuck, Scott?

Baby, are you okay?

- Yeah. - Oh, my God.

What did you see?

There's nothing there.

Beautiful, huh?

Even better than you remember?

Yeah, it's all coming back to me, Scotty.

Yes!

This is what I'm talking about.

I could live here.

Ash, I got it. Idea.

Mm-hmm.

Cabin right there, right?

I'll hunt us some game. We'll drink well water.

- Yeah. - Smoke our pipes on the porch.

What do you say?

Sounds like an absolute nightmare.

Yeah, you're right.

Real beautiful out here, guys.

Um, nice tree over there. Another good one over there.

I can imagine it though, your little, uh,

fuck cabin over there.

It's nice, wholesome.

You're a lot of fun.

Who fucking invited that guy?

How's that?

You heard me.

I'm sorry, you got a problem, flavor of the month?

'Cause I've known these fuckers since we were kids.

- Flavor of the month? - Okay, guys.

- Yeah. - Relax.

Charlie, I invited him.

Lars.

- Am I in trouble? - Yes.

Can you stop being so Lars, please?

Sure, yeah. Sure.

Look like you're a real Paul Bunyan type.

Now, starting now, I'll be less me now.

Thank you.

Jesus Christ, we're actually camping out there?

Yeah, that's what happens on a three-day hike.

There's no Airbnbs out there.

What's the matter?

Scared of the woods, little Hansel?

Lars, little Lars.

Yes, little Lars is afraid of the woods.

There's bears out there and I don't fuck with bears.

Hey, take this.

Or not.

Fuck am I supposed to do with that?

Well, first of all, your reaction time sucks,

but that's bear spray for the bears.

And I agree with the shutting up part.

Mm.

Nice tent.

Thanks.

Sleeps four, water-resistant, flame-retardant.

Pretty sure you can't say that word anymore.

I'm just gonna choose to ignore you for a while.

Well, you and everyone else.

All right. I think we're out.

I just need to lock up.

Uh, Gwen, key. Ah, nice!

How is it your stuff always manages

to find its way into my bag?

Mm, it's a Businger curse.

Hmm. Curse.

- Rude. Rude. - Definitely curse.

I, uh, forgot my phone in the car.

Okay, you don't need your phone every five minutes.

Don't worry, Lars, I've got my phone just in case.

We're good.

And I got mine in my bag.

And the car's locked.

We might make a man out of you yet, buddy.

Ah, fuck.

- Yeah. - Whoa!

- Watch your step. - I'm coming.

Just like our first date.

- Where is he? - Do you see him?

No.

Let's go.

My God, when is-- when is this

supposed to get fun, huh?

Bit of a-- a fun fact, you know,

actually, over 2,000 people have gone missing

over the last decade.

Wow!

You could check it up. It's a real thing, you know?

If there was ever any fucking service out here,

you could-- you could look that up.

Will you shut the fuck up, man?

Jesus!

Are we there yet?

Oh, you're doing great, Lars.

Great work, man.

Get those little legs moving.

Yeah, you know, I actually-- I actually get it.

The shooting pain down my legs and my back,

that's what I've been missing out on all these years.

I get it now. I really do.

- Hey, let's go. Come on. - Shit.

- Hurry up. - Is anyone else getting like a--

Like a Deliverance vibe out here?

Wow.

I almost forgot how beautiful this is.

How could you forget?

I mean, five years really is a long time.

Sure beats Niagara though.

There's no tourists, no stress, no Maid of the Mist.

Just calm, right?

Ash?

Hey, uh, Ash, don't wander too far out from camp.

Stay close to-- Okay.

Oh, shit. She has a fucking arm.

What did I do?

Mm, you knew this wasn't gonna be easy.

God, grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change,

and, uh,

the serenity to accept the things...

Ah, fuck.

What the fuck am I doing?

I'm sorry, Mom.

Ash! Babes, wait up.

Oh, Charlie, please don't call me that.

Oh, yeah, right. Uh, I'm sorry.

You okay? You wanna talk about it?

I don't think this was a good idea, you know?

Like...

I don't know if I can do this.

Like, I don't know why it's so easy for him.

Like, why is he cool and well-adjusted,

and, like, I'm a fucking mess?

I'm the one that has to, like, I don't know,

feel all this shit?

Like, this is bullshit. It fucking sucks.

It's not fair.

Yeah.

I know. It's okay.

You're not a mess. It's okay.

Family is forever.

You know, I can go tell them I'm not feeling well,

I have a fever or something, if you,

I don't know, wanna get outta here?

- Really? - Yeah.

Yeah, we can go, whatever you want.

I don't...

No, no, we can stay.

You sure?

I mean, yeah, yeah. I'm-- yeah.

Okay. And obviously I don't know Scott,

but, I don't know,

people grieve in different ways, you know?

Yeah, I guess so.

Come here.

Should we get back at it?

Uh, yeah, I'll catch up with you.

I'm just gonna take a minute.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Uh, Charlie?

Yeah, what is it?

Um,

thank you for the-- for the pep talk, old man.

Old man? Okay, listen, just because

I like the outdoors, and plaid, and Hank Williams,

that doesn't necessarily make me old.

Well, it doesn't make you young,

but it does make you pretty cute.

Okay.

One out of two, we're taking that one.

Okay. See--

Oh, hey, uh, watch your head.

Tree. There's trees out here.

Okay, see you up there.

What the fuck am I doing? I can't do this.

Fuck.

Oh!

Hey, it's just me.

Fuck! Jesus!

What's up, Scott?

Hey.

Uh, are we gonna keep doing this forever?

Doing what?

This.

Y-- you don't laugh like you used to,

you don't look at me like you used to.

I mean, you don't even return my calls anymore.

I just--

You just what? You just what?

I just...

I just want my sister back.

Well, I just want Mom and Dad back.

Charles, you wood nymph, we there yet?

Think we're gonna go for a couple more hours.

What's the matter, you tired?

No, I'm just thirsty as fuck.

Well, the cleanest water

you're gonna find around here is in a tree root.

Cut it in half, get a couple of squirts.

That's about it.

It's like what, like tree fellatio?

Oh, fuck!

Help me! Help me!

Scott!

I got you.

I got you. Come on...

Hey, hey! Don't you fucking drop me!

Don't you fucking drop me!

- Come on. Jump! - Hold on.

Pull me up, pull me up!

- Come on! - Oh, my God.

Are you fucking hard right now? Are you hard right now?

Fuck!

Fuck!

Wow!

- What? - Fuck me.

Fuck was that?

Yeah, well, we're gonna need to watch our step.

Yeah, thanks for the tip. What the fuck is this thing?

It's a pitfall. It's a hunter's trap.

Bear, deer fall in, impale themselves, bleed out.

Really glad we came off the trail.

It's a great idea.

God, look at that.

It shouldn't be here.

You're not allowed to hunt in this area.

Okay, well, we're really gonna need

- to watch our step from now on. - Yeah.

Sun's setting, we should just find a spot and set up camp.

Yeah, right?

I boo-booed my fucking arm.

You're welcome, Lars.

Fucking rednecks.

You know, I save your life, you grab the firewood.

It's a good deal, Lars.

- Ash? - Oh.

Awful generous of you.

You know what? Who wants some real food?

We don't have real food?

No, I mean real food. Meat.

Guys, look around.

We don't have to eat these processed bullshit bars.

Fair enough. Here, take this.

Maybe if you run into a bear you can stun it long enough

to have your way with it. You know, biblically.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Annoying's always set to 10 with you, isn't it?

- That's how you catch. - Guys, I'm being serious.

There's a river right down there.

Scotty, what do you say?

Yeah, yeah, let's do it.

- My guy. - I'm in.

You guys like sushi, right?

- Just love it. - I know you do.

You know I do.

You guys should take a flashlight.

Uh, that'll scare the fish, won't it?

That will scare the fish.

See, and it's not even that dark.

Plus us, uh, us real men can see in the dark.

The hell is that supposed to mean?

Yeah, nothing gets in our way.

See, still falling for you. Yeah, I'm fine.

This camping thing,

you guys do that just, like, voluntarily or...

You know no one's forcing you to eat those, right?

They're gonna be back any second.

Because you just said they'll be back,

you just signed their death warrant.

Dude, shut up.

Oh, fuck 'em. This is fucking awful.

Okay, maybe us too. I don't know.

- I don't know the rules. - Dude, shut up.

- Oh, God. - I don't want to.

I'm shutting up.

So if you hate it so much,

why'd you come anyway?

I mean, don't get me wrong.

I appreciate your sardonic commentary,

but still.

I don't know. Scott always took care of me.

Things have been different ever since...

Sorry.

It's true. Things have been different.

Not that he has to say it

or have a breakdown or anything.

It's just...

I mean, you see it when he's talking to you.

See it on his face he's not all right.

I see the same thing in your face sometimes.

So, when a friend

invites you on a very dumb fucking camping trip

out in the middle of nowhere

with all the creepy crawlies and whatnot,

you say yes.

I'm here for your brother.

For goddamn sure he would do the same thing for me.

And maybe, maybe just a little bit,

I'm here for you, Ash.

Aw, you're breaking my heart, Lars.

I would never dream of it.

Well, time to get some footage.

Footage? Did you bring the camera?

Film major, darling.

Never leave home without it.

Yeah, what are you gonna film out here?

Did you not notice I almost fell to my death

not but an hour ago?

Yeah, I also noticed that you didn't film that.

Fuck!

We'll start now.

And day one, Lars takes a piss.

Oh, my God.

- Tell Blair Witch we say hey. - Yeah.

You'll be the first to know.

Oh, God.

He's fun.

Is this the honey hole?

This is the honey hole.

Sweet.

Aw, man. I forgot my pocketknife.

Um, can I borrow yours to make the spear?

Oh, I can do you one better.

What?

Here, check this out.

What are you doing?

Well, let me show you.

Yeah?

Check that out.

Yeah, a rock?

Obsidian rock.

Looks sweet, but the best part about it is it breaks easy.

So, you get little shards like this

that are sharper than knives.

Give that a go.

Whoa!

Yeah.

That is sharp.

That's cool.

And I hope you're hungry.

- Oh! - Holy shit.

Look at that little guy. No protein bars for us.

Oh, my God, Ash. Oh, my God.

Can I-- can I get you anything?

Water?

You should-- sit down here.

Did you eat something bad or, I don't know,

do you think it's like a-- a 24-hour thing?

It's more like a nine-month thing.

Oh, my God.

Ashy, are you serious?

Yeah.

Apparently, you know? I mean, I'm on the pill,

but you gotta take that every day, you know?

I can't do that shit.

Does Charlie know?

No.

No, man, he's not ready to be a dad.

And I'm not ready to be a mom.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Like, I don't-- I want my mom.

She's never gonna meet him, you know?

Fuck, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- No, no, no. - I'm sorry. Oh, fuck.

No, you're good. You're good.

Hey. Hey, just take a breath, okay?

Take a breath.

You know, we're gonna figure this out together.

Okay? We're not going anywhere.

We're always gonna be there for you.

Especially Scott. God, he loves you so much.

Okay, Gwen.

He does.

Hey, he does.

You just need to let him in.

And I-- I think-- I think you should tell Charlie.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I should.

I just-- I just wanna take this weekend

to, like, clear my head, you know?

There's a lot going on, and...

Yeah.

Yeah, I get it. It'll be our secret.

Thanks.

I got you.

So where did you learn all that?

Uh, my dad used to take me.

- To his cabin by the lake. - Yeah.

Taught me how to fish, hunt, trap, the whole thing.

That's wicked.

Hey, wait, wait. Did-- did you hear that?

I didn't hear anything.

That sounded like a...

- I heard that. - Yeah.

We should get back to camp.

Agreed.

Yeah.

Uh, we should go faster.

- Hey, wait! - What? What?

They're circling us.

What do you mean they're circling us?

That's what I mean. They're circling us.

What do we do?

We outrun 'em.

- Outrun wolves? - Well, you got a better idea?

No, you can't--

I don't know where the fuck we are.

You know what? Fuck it.

Stay with me. Come, stay close!

Come on! Faster!

They're right behind you!

They're gaining on me!

Hurry! Don't stop!

Hurry! Go!

Go, go, go!

Where'd they go?

I don't know.

Sounds like they killed something.

Or something's killing them.

What the fuck was that?

Let's not stick around to find out. Come on, let's move!

Scott, this way! Scott!

Scott!

Fuck!

What's taking so long?

They should've been back by now.

Don't worry, Ash.

They're probably just bonding over fish.

They'll be back soon.

I don't know. Something doesn't feel right.

Dammit, Lars. Look what you did.

No, she's right. Something's off.

- Oh, my God. - Charlie!

- I was so worried. - Where's Scott?

We got chased and got split up.

- What? - Got chased by what?

- Wolves. - Oh, my God, Charlie.

- Wolves? - You fucking left him?

I-- I-- I... They were so fast, and it was dark,

and they were all around us, and I stopped.

Oh, my God!

I called for him, but he-- he was gone and--

Is he okay?

I don't know, but I think something

- killed one of the wolves. - That's good, right?

- Sounded bigger. - Oh, my gosh.

- So what are we gonna do? - Fuckin' bears.

What's your fucking plan?

Okay, wait. If he's hurt, like,

- shouldn't we go find help? - Where?

Because it's forever back to the car and--

How-- where's the nearest town?

If he's hurt, guys, he probably doesn't have that long.

Okay, well, what-- what do we do?

Shut the fuck up!

Shut up! None of this is helping Scott.

Okay? Charlie, you must have a plan.

- Correct? - Yeah, right.

Uh, think, think, think, think, think.

- He's hurt. We need to-- - Yes. What do we do?

- Fucking, uh... - Jesus Christ, Charlie.

Pull your shit together. Okay?

All this brawny man shit you've been doing.

This is your fucking moment! Tell us what to do.

- Yeah? - Okay.

Okay, wolves are pack hunters, right?

So we gotta stay together.

If we straggle behind, or you'll be a target.

- Gwen, you got your knife? - Yeah.

- Grab your knife, my hatchet. - Okay, okay.

- Grab whatever you can. - Find Scott.

Yeah.

Find Scott.

Help!

Anyone!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Come on.

Scott?

Scott?

Scotty?

- Scott, are you out here? - Scott?

Seriously, are you sure he was this far out?

It could be.

- I mean, we got split up. - Could be, right.

Do you recognize any of this?

I don't know.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Well, shit, that's just great.

Hey, it's dark.

So sorry if I don't recognize the fucking foliage.

Isn't this the only thing you're supposed to be good at,

or is that just what you told us?

I'm getting a little sick of your shit.

What the fuck else are you doing

besides running your goddamn mouth?

Hey, asshole.

Our friend is out there because of fucking you.

Oh, fuck...

Fuckin' come on, fucking bitch...

Yes! Fuck yeah!

Let me think for a sec.

This looks familiar.

Yeah, this way.

Oh, thank God.

Okay...

Scott?

Scott?

Gwen, you better pick up my call.

What's that?

- What? - You don't hear that?

Oh, my God, it's gotta be him.

Oh, thank God.

What?

It's Scott's phone.

His alarm is going off.

- Oh, Christ. - This is so fucked.

Fuck.

Okay, maybe we should look at the map.

- Yeah. - That's great.

What?

Where-- where is the map?

Water.

Okay, water...

Digital recorder?

Holy fuck. Jesus Christ.

Fuck.

Help!

Anybody?

Fuck.

Well, doc, I'm finally gonna do my exercises.

Because I...

I definitely feel alone right now.

Um...

and I guess this would be good to record.

You know...

Um, I-- I woke up in a hole.

A pit with spikes and shit in it.

I must have passed out

because I've definitely been here for a few hours.

I got a spike in my leg, but I'm not gonna bleed out.

I stopped the bleeding.

And--

and I got nothing to cut through with

except my goddamn car keys.

Oh.

They should've found me by now, so...

And Charlie wouldn't have left me.

So I'm gonna be here for the night.

It's getting colder.

But, uh, I've got water until at least tomorrow.

I've got a fish. Thank you, Charlie.

After that, I don't know, but, uh,

they're gonna find me, so...

I'm gonna save the battery on this.

So goodnight, Gwen, Ashley,

and, uh...

whoever might hear this.

Well, we have been searching for Scott

all fucking night long.

He's been missing for about 12, 13 hours.

There's no cell service.

We have no idea where the fuck we are.

And Scott has both the keys and the map,

because of course he fucking does.

All in all, I would say this is turning into a real, uh,

hell of a weekend, huh?

No bears, though.

With our luck, any time now.

Okay, I think I found some tracks.

- What? - Yeah.

- He's a tracker, too. - Hey, Spielberg,

at least I'm doing something other than whining.

Uh, do you think it's Scott?

- Could be. - Let's go.

You're the one who left him behind, right?

Or am I getting you confused with somebody else?

Shut the fuck up. Grab your shit. Let's go.

Please help!

Hello?

Ranger station, anyone? Come in, we need help.

Shh.

I think I heard something.

Are you okay?

- Oh! - Shh!

Yes.

Yes, someone is trying to kill us.

We need help.

Where are you?

I'm traveling on foot,

just passed Jarvis Point along the backwoods.

We can see you.

Stop. Stop.

Where are you?

I can't see you.

- Are you safe? - I don't like this, Kath.

Come on, what are you waiting for?

We can see you. We can see you, over here.

Katharine! Katharine, wait!

Monica! Monica, get this off me!

- I got you! - Help me!

Please, God, help me! Get this off me!

He's coming, he's coming! Help me!

God, help me! Help me!

Hey, over here! He's got my friend!

We need help! Help me!

- He's gonna kill us! - Who? Who's trying to kill you?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

He's coming, he's coming, he's coming!

Where's the radio?

I think it's gone, too.

Oh, fuck. He took them.

He didn't take this.

Oh, my God. Ash!

I thought you were never gonna find me.

Get me outta here.

Why did you do it?

What?

You have no idea what I had to do

to just not feel anything anymore.

It wasn't my fault, Ash. Please.

You deserve everything that's coming to you.

Ash, wait!

I hope you rot down there.

Sorry, Scott.

You did this to yourself.

Wait! No...

Oh, shit.

Mm, just like sushi. It's...

It's just like sushi.

Okay.

Definitely not like sushi.

Shit!

What the fuck... Fuck. I'm trapped down here!

Help! Come on.

I don't wanna die...

uncomfortable.

Hello?

Help! Hey, help!

Hello?

C-- can you hear me? I'm-- I'm hurt!

I need help!

I'm stuck in the leg.

I'm bleeding out. I think it's infected.

I-- c-- can you help me,

or get somebody to get me outta here?

I-- I really need to get outta here.

And my friends are probably looking for me.

L-- look, man. I-- I don't know

if this is your trap or-- or what.

I don't-- I don't care, man. If-- if-- if I don't get out,

I'm sure this place is gonna be crawling with cops,

and I don't think you have a permit

for this fucking spike pit,

so...

I don't think that's gonna end very nicely for you.

Am I right?

Hey!

Listen, motherfucker!

Shh.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Ashley, Gwen...

Help!

Shh, shh.

Help!

What is that?

Guys, I'm down here!

- Oh, my God. It's Scott. - Oh, thank God.

Scott!

Scott!

What the fuck? He was just here, I swear.

- Scott? - What the fuck?

Scott!

- Scott! - Guys!

Anybody there?

What? What, what?

- Guys! - I don't understand.

- Help! - Oh, my God.

I'm stuck here!

What the fuck?

Anybody there?

- Help! - Oh, my God.

Are you out there?

Oh, what the fuck is this shit now?

You guys! I'm down here!

Scott?

Scott?

Scott, is that you?

Gwen? Gwen!

Gwen, I'm trapped! I'm down here!

Where are you?

We're a couple miles east of the river, I think.

G-- Gwen?

Hello? Gwen?

Who's there?

Is that you, you sick fuck?

How do we even know that was Scott?

That was Scott, 100%.

He's in trouble.

He's calling for help.

No.

No, something weird is going on.

Scott didn't hide this radio for us to find.

Someone else must be doing this.

What are you talking about? Huh? Somebody took Scott?

I don't know.

Wait.

You think somebody out there kidnapped Scott?

Scott's a big, strong guy. That didn't happen.

Well, then, who left this?

Ah, Jesus. We already tried that, Gwen.

- I'm trying again. - Oh, yeah. Sure.

Absolutely.

Damn it.

Still no signal, we're too deep in the woods.

Fuck me.

Fuck. Fuck me!

Why is this shit happening?

Why am I even fucking out here?

Too good of a friend. That's the fucking issue.

Fuck. We never should have come back here.

We're so fucked.

The hell we are.

I say we get up at dawn,

walk to the edge of the woods, call for help,

and fucking find Scott.

We know he's alive. We're gonna find him.

As a team.

Dad!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Dad.

Mom? Mom. Mom.

Hey, I'm gonna get you outta there.

Drew? Drew?

It's Scott, Mom.

Where-- where's your father?

He's fine.

I'm gonna-- I'm gonna get you out. Okay?

What happened?

I-- I-- I'm gonna check on Ashley.

What happened? I can't--

Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

- Hey, hey, hey. - I can't see.

- It's okay, it's okay. - I can't see.

Hey, it's okay.

I'm gonna get you out.

- I'll undo your seatbelt, okay? - Okay.

Three, two, one. Now!

Buckle's jammed.

Ow...

Okay. Okay. Easy. Easy.

What?

What?

Oh, God.

- Come on. Come on. - We gotta go.

We gotta go. Gotta go. Gotta go.

- Come on! - Oh, my-- I got this.

I've got this. Get Mom! Get Mom!

I got this.

Maybe I'm dead and this is hell.

A lot of things have changed.

I don't think my fall was an accident.

I-- I think we're being hunted,

and my friends are in danger,

I can't do anything about it.

Fuck!

Whoa-ho-ho-ho.

Watch where you're throwing that damn thing, Scott.

What?

You're not looking too good there, buddy.

Oh, hey. Don't-- don't-- don't look at me like that.

W-- why don't you be useful and help get me outta here?

Oh. Oh. Like-- like you were to Mom and Dad, and to Ashley?

That wasn't my fault.

- Wasn't it, though? - It wasn't.

It seems like anyone who loves you

or gets close to you just ends up dead.

Mom's dead. Dad's dead.

Ashley's basically dead. She's dead inside at least.

Shut up! Shut up!

It's only a matter of time before Gwen...

I mean, she-- she better run.

Shut up!

Don't tell me what to do!

You think that you're trapped in here

by yourself?

You are trapped in here with me.

Better get cozy, Scott.

- Stop. Stop. - I ain't going anywhere.

Stop, stop, stop.

And murderers deserve to die.

Murderer.

Stop. Stop.

Murderer. Murderer.

Murderer!

Stop!

Gwen.

Someone's out there.

Charlie?

Is that you?

Charlie?

Don't, no.

Fucking close it.

It's fine.

It's okay, just... Let's get some rest.

Yeah, okay, who the fuck was that?

I don't know, it's-- it's no one.

Just sleep, okay? We're fine.

- Charlie! - What? What?

- I'm up, I'm up. What? - My phone. Did you take it?

No, no, why would I take your phone?

Fucking phones are gone.

What?

We need to... We need to leave now.

Okay, okay, Gwen, calm down.

Don't tell me to calm down!

Someone is watching us.

He came into our tent last night and he took our phones.

Wait, wait, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Somebody was here last night?

Could everyone take a fucking breath, please?

I was sitting there all night. Nobody came through.

Yeah? Did you get enough beauty sleep?

Shit, my camera's gone, too.

What?

Yeah.

Don't you guys get it?

Someone doesn't want us to call for help.

The same someone left the fucking radio

and he came into our tent last night.

He's watching us.

He's out there and he is fucking with us.

Yeah. Question, how are we gonna call for help without phones?

Our keys to the truck. Map? Guy that draws maps.

Any of that?

We just-- we'll s-- start walking

until we find people.

Walk until we find people?

That's the plan? Do you even know where you're going?

Do you?

Did you ever know where you were going?

All right.

- Gwen, you don't have to be-- - Just don't!

I-- I don't-- I don't have a map, okay?

But I-- I am gonna walk that way.

And you're welcome to join.

Or stay here. I don't fucking care!

Baby, what's wrong?

Shh.

Fuck!

Fuck...! I don't wanna die!

Help me! Help me!

Ashley, Gwen!

Fuck!

I'm really sorry about back there.

I...

It's okay.

Can you talk to me, please?

This is hard enough without you acting like this.

Jesus Christ, Gwen. What do you want me to say?

What, are we, like, friends or something?

- I would like to be. - Jesus.

- I don't-- - You would like to be?

Gwen, you don't know the first fucking thing

about me, okay?

I've tried. I've tried, Ash.

Why do you think we're here?

Yeah, you tried so hard

that you just, like, let my brother abandon me.

He didn't abandon you, Ash.

We tried so hard to be there for you,

but at a certain point--

- You tried so hard? - We were just enabling you.

- Dude. - You were hurting yourself.

Do you know how hard that was--

Hurting myself?

I'm the one that got sober, okay?

- I'm the one that did that-- - And I'm happy for you!

By myself.

You know, at a certain point he can't win.

He can't win 'cause you're punishing him

for something he can't change.

- He-- - Jesus Christ.

Like, what are you getting out of this?

That's what I don't understand.

Like, what the fuck is it to you?

I want your brother to be happy and stop hating himself

for something he can't change.

He-- he needs you, Ash. It's not all about you, okay?

He lost his parents that day, too.

It's not fair.

He has punished himself every single day

for the last five years. You think I wanted that?

You think that's been easy for me?

He's been in Hell. You have no idea.

You have no idea how hard this has been for him.

He-- he only wanted to come here

because he cares so much about you

and he wanted to fix it.

Oh, it's my fucking fault then?

Yes, it's your fault. We're only here because of you.

Okay, well, if he's fucking dead, Gwen,

- is that my fault, too? - What's wrong with you?

What do you mean what's wrong with me?

You know what? You care so much, you go fucking find him.

- I'm trying! - How about that?

- Guys! Guys. - I'm trying, okay?

Hi. Hello.

Uh, we're looking for our friend.

We think he's lost. Have you seen anyone?

- Uh-- - Shh, it's fine.

Hi, yeah, we just want to find our friend and go.

We mean no harm.

- I don't like this, Charlie. - This is fucking weird.

Guys, what are we doing?

Is he gonna fucking talk? What's his deal? Hey, fuckhead!

- Hey, Charlie-- - Can you help us out or not?

- What? - Shut the fuck up.

Relax, he's not doing shit.

Holy fuck. Where the fuck did he go?

- Relax, he's not doing shit. - Oh, my God.

Who the fuck was that guy?

Think for one second.

When was the last time we actually saw people out here?

Huh?

You think maybe, just fucking maybe,

this is our secret fucking admirer?

Okay. Well, let's get moving then. Okay?

Put some distance between him and us.

We need more firewood.

Okay.

I'm gonna get some more firewood.

Nobody leaves here.

Uh, I'll come with you.

No, no, no, that's fine. I'll be all right.

Thanks.

I'll be back in a minute.

I'm scared, you guys.

I know.

Me too.

We're gonna find him tomorrow

and then we're gonna get the fuck outta here.

Damn right.

Okay.

You all right?

Jesus, fuck off, Charlie.

Charlie?

Is anyone up there?

Fuck is this?

Guys?

Lars, this isn't funny, you dick.

Ash?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What? What?

Oh, fuck.

No, please!

Stop!

What the fuck?

Charlie!

No!

What the fuck!

No!

Fuck!

Charlie! Charlie, get out of there!

Please!

Charlie! Charlie, I'm pregnant.

Please don't leave...

Please get out of there! Please!

Help!

Ashley!

Get out of here!

Oh, please!

Run!

Let him go!

No!

Charlie--

No!

No! Oh, my God!

No... Charlie, no!

I'm gonna fucking kill you!

Come on. Come on.

Come on, come on.

Fuck! Fuck!

Who are you?

What do you want from us?

What do you want?

Come on, you motherfucker!

You want me? You have me!

Fuck you!

Leave them alone!

Leave them alone!

Don't do this. Listen, man.

Hey, hey! Get back here, you leave--

Get back here and leave them alone!

Hey!

You can do it. Come on.

Come on, you can do it.

I'm sorry, Charlie.

Come on.

I'm sorry, man.

I know, I know, I know.

We're all gonna die here.

No, we're not. No, we're not.

No, no, he's not. No, he's not.

No, he's not. No, he's not.

No, he's not.

We're not gonna let that happen.

No, you're not. No, you're not.

I'm so sorry. I know. I know...

I know, baby. I know.

We have to-- We have to go, okay?

He's gonna come back.

We gotta go now. We gotta go.

We gotta go. We gotta go, we gotta go.

I know, I know, okay.

Run!

Come on. Come on!

Come on, Ash.

Come on.

- Wait. - Ash.

Slow down.

Slow down a sec. I can't breathe.

- Okay, just take a breath. - Oh, God. I can't breathe.

Oh, my God!

We need your help. Someone is trying to kill us.

- Oh, my God. - You, too!

He killed our friends.

Oh, you gotta be fucking...

- We gotta go! - Run! Yeah! Come on!

Come here. Come here, I got you.

You're okay, girl.

- Where is he! - Easy! Easy!

- Where is he! - I can't see him anywhere!

Oh, he's gotta be close.

Fuck! I hate this fucking vacation.

No.

No, no, no guys.

I think he's gone. I think he's gone.

Down, down, down! Now!

Katharine!

He's circling us.

Oh, my God.

He's fucking circling us.

Guys, we gotta go. We gotta go now.

Go! We gotta move. Hey.

- Come on. - We gotta go.

I got you. We gotta go. We gotta go.

Keep moving, keep moving.

- No, no, Ash! - Oh, my God.

The spike went clean through the shoulder.

- Get it off me! - Fuck!

She's stuck on the tree, Lars!

Look at me! We're gonna get you out of this, okay?

We're sitting ducks here. Hurry up!

- Guys! - Oh, my God!

Get me out of here. Oh, my God.

It hurts so much. Oh, my God. Please!

Shut the fuck up, Gwen!

Guys!

No, please! Please!

Oh, fuck.

This is gonna hurt like shit, Ash.

I'm sorry.

Oh, God!

- Guys! - We fucking know.

We gotta get her out of here.

We gotta get her out of here.

What, what, what?

Ash, look at me. Just breathe. In and out.

I'm not in fucking labour, Lars!

I don't know how to fucking help!

There's a fucking tree in my shoulder!

Guys!

Lars, help me!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God! No. God, no.

Stay back!

No! Lars! No!

Stay away from them!

- Please, please, please. - No! No.

No, please... Oh, no!

What? No. No, no. No.

No, please stay away. Please, okay.

Please, oh, no, no, please.

Please, no. No, please.

No, no, no, please. No.

Put her down.

Put her down, you motherfucker! I'll fucking cut--

No, Lars! No!

Lars! Lars!

Mom, I don't know.

Ashley, I think, uh,

this is it.

Thanks, Charlie.

Oh, this hurts.

Fuck!

Lars. Lars. Lars, are you okay?

Wake up. Lars, wake up.

Oh, fuck.

He took Ashley. We gotta fucking find Ashley.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. I'm with you. I'm with you.

I'm with you, okay? But we don't know where he took her.

Lars! No! No, let me go!

Oh, my God. It's Ash.

Wait, wait, Gwen, wait, wait, wait.

What? What are you doing?

He thinks he's figured us out, okay?

If we just fucking get on the walkie

and ask him to let her go--

[on radio] Please. No, please.

- Please. Lars! - I'm listening.

Okay? There's gotta be some kind of clue

as to where he's taking her.

You hear that?

No, please.

The waterfall.

Stop. You're gonna get yourself killed.

This is fucking crazy. Okay, we're--

You would do the same fucking thing for Scott.

No! Please.

Okay.

Look... get the gun.

Hello?

Hello?

Ash! Oh, oh, oh!

Hey, no, no! Put her down!

No, Ash, don't move. Don't move.

Wait, wait, wait. Hey, hey.

Please, please, don't do this. Don't do this.

Man, fuck. What do you want?

You're safe now, Mama.

Motherfucker! Put her down!

Now she gets to watch you die, Papa.

Wait, look. Look at me.

Look at me, please. I am not your mother.

He's not your father.

Please, please, let us go.

Please.

Let her fucking go! Fuck!

Scott. Scott, I'm scared.

You motherfucker!

I'm gonna fucking cut out your heart.

- No. - I'll be waiting.

Stop. Stop.

No, no, no, please, please.

Ash.

Where the fuck is he?

Hold on, Ashley! I'm coming!

Oh, my God. Scott.

Gwen! Gwen!

It's Gwen.

Gwen, Gwen! Help Ashley!

- Gwen. - Scott, I'm here.

Help! Help!

Please help me, Scott!

Help! Help!

Gwen, what's wrong?

- Oh, my God. Gwen! - Gwen!

Please...

Please. Please.

Please, please don't. Please, don't.

Please, please.

No. No. No. No!

Wait, wait, wait!

Fuck!

Lars! Lars!

Don't move, Ash!

I'm scared... I'm gonna die.

You're not gonna die, Ash! He is!

Don't hurt him, please.

Fuck.

Come on, you motherfucker! Come on!

Where the fuck are you going?

Come on. Come on.

Ash!

Ashley!

No, no, no.

Scott! Scott!

Scott.

Scott! Scott!

Scott!

- Come on! - I got this. I got this.

Get Mom!

Get Mom! I got this.

Mom, we've gotta go.

I'm gonna get you out.

Door's stuck.

Fuck.

We gotta go, Mom.

My leg!

I'm stuck! Stop!

I can't.

Stop. Scott, please, stop.

Stop.

Oh, my God. Scott, are you okay?

No!

Come on. Come on.

You can do this.

Come on.

No. No. No.

Jesus.

Scott? Scott.

Look at me.

Scott!

No.

There's no time.

Don't worry about me, okay?

Just... Just save them, okay?

I'm not worth it.

Don't talk like that, Ash! Don't talk like that!

- Get your sister. - No!

You have to promise me you'll take care of her.

No...

Take care of each other.

Scott.

Put your petty differences aside.

No, Mom, I got this!

Please don't let any harm come to her.

I was gonna be a mother, Scott,

a terrible mother, not like Mom.

It wasn't meant to be.

It's just the two of you now.

Don't worry about me. Your father needs me.

Scott, don't you dare!

Scotty, listen... I made so many mistakes.

I don't know who I am anymore.

Your sister needs you.

For so long, I was so mad at you for leaving,

'cause I thought that you changed, but it was me.

I changed.

Ash, you're the strongest person I know!

I should've told you more often,

but I shouldn't have left you!

I'm sorry!

Don't you see, Scott?

I died five years ago.

Fuck that!

If what you're saying is true, then you and your baby

are the only thing I have left, I'm not letting you go!

I love you.

No, Scott, no! Don't!

No! Mom! No! God, no!

Get out of there.

Scott! What are you doing?

No!

I'm not gonna make it.

Just save them.

You're not going anywhere!

No, Mom! No, Mom!

Scott!

No, no, no!

No!

No! No!

You're gonna make it.

No, Mom! No, Mom!

No!

I'd do it again, Ash. I'd do it again.

I made the right choice.

It was you. It was always you.

Come on!

No! No!

No!

Gwen!

No! No!

You want me, motherfucker, here I am!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on, motherfucker! Come on!

Yeah!

It's okay, baby.

Mommy's got you.

Run, Mama. He's gonna hurt you.

Fuck.

Oh...

Fuck.

Scott.

I'm gonna come back for you.

I'm really sorry, brother.

All right, that's about enough of that for me I think.

There's a hole in my hand.

And your face, and my leg.

You came back for me. Are you okay?

Nah, dude's a pussy. He was not a problem.

Okay.

- Got some internal bleeding. - Okay, let's go.

- Take it easy, man. - Yeah, come here.

- Oh, my God. - Oh, it's on me.

Oh, my God. Lars, Jesus.

I say we get to a hospital.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm not feeling too hot, yeah?

Yeah.

God, I fucking hate camping.

Whoa.

Amazing.