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(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(DRAMATIC PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

(WIND HOWLING)

(VOICE CACKLING)

(VOICE LAUGHING)

Mom?

Dad?

Kaley?

(WIND HOWLING)

(LANTERN CREAKING)

Kaley?

Kaley, wake up.

- (CHRIS GASPING) - (LANTERN SMASHES)

- (OMINOUS MUSIC) - (FLAMES ROAR)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(CHRIS GASPING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(PICKAXE CLANKING)

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

(CHRIS SCREAMING)

(CHRIS SCREAMING)

(CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BOTTLE SCRAPES)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

MAN: I've directed my new�efforts in the lower chambers...

and regions�of the monastery.

I remain convinced that the monastery was built...

on the site of the tomb of Ilok.

(GENTLE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(OBJECTS CLATTER)

- (SCISSORS CLICKING) - (PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

(ENVELOPE RIPPING)

(PAPER RUSTLES)

(INTENSE PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

Can't you see�what this means?

Before he died, my father�discovered Prince Ilok's tomb.

You, you're�not sure of that.

Gives the�exact location.

You can't get�any surer than that.

No, Chris, what I mean is your�father was the only archeologist--

Don't tell me what most�archeologists thought.

The only reason you're sitting behind that desk right now...

is 'cause your father bought the goddamn magazine.

- (HAND KNOCKING) - (DOOR CLICKS)

Oh, I'm sorry. Jeanine is here with the photos from Machu Picchu.

Could you tell him�five minutes please?

(DOOR CLICKING)

I'm sorry, Jenny.

It's just, it's�so important to me.

It's a chance for me to�finally finish my father's work.

To, to get it�all behind me.

I promise you, it'll make a�dynamite article, a cover story.

You know�I'll publish it.

You said you always wanted to get to know me better.

Get inside�my head.

Come with me.

What do�you say?

What do�I always say?

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

Shit man,�I hate this shit.

Paul, I'm not gonna pose�topless for any more magazines.

- I've saturated the�market with my tits. - All right,�all right, all right.

- (ENGINE STALLS) - Oh great, great, great.

(DOOR CLICKS)

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(CHRIS BLOWING)

(HAND KNOCKING)

What's up?

I'm just getting these�ready for shipment.

Museum's taking�them off my hands.

Yeah, I uh, I heard�you're taking a little peek behind�the iron curtain.

It's Yugoslavia. It's not behind�the Iron Curtain.

So shoot me. I'm not a historian.

Well, big deal?

Yeah, pretty big.

Have you given any, um...

thought to who you want to use as a�photographer yet?

(CHUCKLES) I thought of using�you once before, Paul.

Jenny still�hasn't forgiven me.

Hey, come�on, man. That was�an accident.

Well, it takes�more than an accident to pour tequila on�three rolls of film.

- Vodka. - So shoot me. I'm not an alcoholic.

You know, if this�excavation is as important as I heard...

you're�gonna want to use me.

Why do I�want to use you?

Cause I'm a�kick-ass photographer.

Cause Giannini and the�rest, they can do coverage.

But I can�make it art.

Because I was 35�years old last week, and I'm due a�present from somebody.

Cause I'm clean.

I need�a break.

(PLASTIC RUSTLES)

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Paul, you are a�kick-ass photographer.

But you're�also an asshole.

Happy birthday.

(SOFT MUSIC)

(CHRIS PANTING)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

(CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY)

(FLAMES ROAR)

- (OMINOUS MUSIC) - (PICKAXE THUDDING)

- (BUS RUMBLING) - (METAL CLATTERING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

JENNY:�Hey.

(WHISPERING)�Get rid of it.

Might as well be in�Transylvania for all we know.

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

(BIRD SQUAWKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(WOMAN SPEAKING�FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

You Americans...

pick�very strange places for...

camping trips.

Huh, you can�say that again.

Don't believe�in hotels.

You come to Europe, you�should experience Europe.

You are like a man from American novel "Moby Dick."

"I love to sail�forbidden seas and land on�barbarous coasts."

Huh?

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

This is as far�as the road goes.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(JENNY GRUNTS)

You know it was bad�enough Paul had to come.

Did she have�to come with him?

He said he�needed an assistant.

Assistant, my ass.

Look, I think he's�afraid to leave her alone.

She's the only thing�left from his success.

(DOOR SQUEAKING)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

You're not too thrilled about me being here, are you?

I just don't wanna see you screw up Chris's dig like you did in Milners.

You remember the last�time we worked together?

(METAL CLANKING)

I know�archeological supplies.

What the hell�you are looking for?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

(CHUCKLING)�Are you sure?

Nothing sometimes�becomes valuable, huh?

Do you know that our�government doesn't like...

foreigners�coming here and uh, stealing�our cultural treasures?

- Maybe I should�let somebody know. - Okay.

Just camping?

Just camping.�Of course.

- (JENNY SIGHING) - (GEAR CLATTERING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

CHRIS:�Watch your head.

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

(WATER GURGLING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

(MARCY GRUNTING)

(BIRD SQUAWKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BIRD SQUAWKING)

(DOOR CLICKS, CREAKS)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

I hope this�place has a bathroom.

Ugh.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

(GENTLE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(LUGGAGE THUDS)

MARCY: I�hope this is it.

(MARCY GRUNTS)

(TENSE PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

Hey, you okay?

Yeah.

Just can't believe�I'm back here.

I don't think it's a good�idea if we stay on this floor.

Well, we don't have to. There's rooms on the second floor.

This way.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

- (MARCY GRUNTING) - (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

- (METAL CLACKING) - (LIQUID SLOSHES)

Damn, this�hinge is rusted.

How's yours coming?

Almost got it.

So is this tomb�gonna be worth all this?

If it's filled with�his toys, it will be.

His toys?

Yeah, these�devices that Prince Ilok had built to�torture peasants.

- Torture? - (LANTERN RATTLES)

- CHRIS: Yeah,�that's right. - Well, Why did�he torture people?

Well, Ilok wasn't�your average prince.

Legend says that he, uh...

...worshiped�an ancient Slavic demon.

And this demon...

...supposedly�granted the prince eternal life.

Well, so where does�the torture come in?

(CHRIS CHUCKLES)

Well, eternity�can get pretty long.

And...

torture was Ilok's�favorite pastime.

So he tortured�people. Lots of people.

Cute legend.

(LANTERN CLICKS)

You know what's�really interesting...

was Ilok's age.

He was just�ten years old.

Yeah, that's the part that's hardest to swallow.

Why is that?

That a young child could�learn to be so sadistic.

Well, what do you know about�children, about childhood?

Children love to�watch things die.

A friend of mine who fought in Vietnam once told me...

that children�used to slice off bits of the dead soldier's�body parts...

for souvenirs.

Fingers,�noses, ears.

Children are�fascinated with death.

What child hasn't...

spent an afternoon pulling the wings off a�fly?

Or felt the pleasure of twisting the�head off a grasshopper?

I mean, what do you know about children?

About childhood? Nothing! (SMACKS TABLE)

(SIGHING)

Do you think his�chakras are blocked?

- (CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY) - (WIND HOWLING)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(CHAINS CLANK)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DOOR THUDS)

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(CHRIS SCOFFS)

- (VOICE LAUGHING) - (PAPER RUSTLES)

Hello?

Who's there?

Someone there?

(FOOTSTEPS THUD)

BOY: Gotcha, you're it! (BOY LAUGHING)

- (CHRIS EXCLAIMS) - (BODY THUDS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(CHRIS GASPING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DOOR CLICKS)

(DOOR THUDS)

(CHRIS PANTING)

(EERIE FLUTE MUSIC)

(CHAIN CLANKS)

- Chris. - (CHRIS GASPS)

- You all right? - I don't know.

- I was just exploring. - Come on.

JENNY:�You look pale.

CHRIS:�You were right.

Let's just stay�off that floor.

(SOFT MUSIC)

You've never�blushed before.

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(JENNY MOANING)

(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(FOOTSTEPS CLICKING)

(CASE THUDS)

Let me�have that 135.

What is�this place?

PAUL: You're supposed�to be helping, Marcy.

The Cloister, where the monks said their prayers.

MARCY: What�happened to the monks?

Their order�died out.

As a matter of�fact, since Ilok,

only two people tried�to live in this place,

Cistercian monks�and my father.

(MEASURING TAPE SLIDES)

Jenny.

(CAMERA ADVANCING)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Yes,�this is it.

According to�my father's map,

behind here is a tunnel that connects to the tomb.

- (CHRIS GRUNTING) - (PICKAXE CLANKS)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

(JENNY GRUNTS)

Hey, I think we�should call it a day.

- Call it a day? - Yeah.

- Chris, you're tired. - (CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY)

Gotta get�some rest.

- Come on. - Alright.

Oh, Paul.

- (BOTH MOANING) - (BED THUMPS)

Oh, undiluted energy�you're building up.

Oh!

Oh, my root, my�root chakra's opening.

Oh Paul,�here, hold onto me.

You're losing energy. Hold on to me.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Oh, Paul.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(METAL CLANKING)

(STREETCAR RATTLING)

(CAR HORN HONKING)

(COUGHING)

(METAL CAP CLICKS)

(LIQUID SLOSHES)

Hayden, Hayden, Hayden,

(LIQUID SLOSHES)

(PAGE RUSTLES)

Roman Dark arrested for�murder of Jeremy Hayden.

- (PICKAXE THUDDING) - (CHRIS GRUNTING)

- (OMINOUS MUSIC) - (CHRIS PANTING)

(PICKAXE CRASHES)

(CAP RATTLES)

(LIQUID SLOSHES)

(CHRIS SPITTING)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(SWITCH CLICKING)

- (OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES) - (FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(SOFT FLUTE MUSIC)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(OMINOUS FLUTE�MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WINGS FLAPPING)

- BOY: Chris. - (CHRIS GASPING)

Who's there.

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY)

(STONE THUDDING)

Jesus.

You ain't no good�at this game no more.

CHRIS:�Daniel?

Bullseye.

(DANIEL GIGGLING)

Wait, Daniel!

- Daniel! - (FOOTSTEPS THUD)

Daniel!

(EERIE MUSIC)

Daniel!

DANIEL: You�left me alone, Chris.

You promised�you wouldn't.

How come�you did that?

Huh? How come?

I don't know what�you're talking about.

DANIEL: I�don't believe you.

I don't believe�grown-ups.

- Just, shut up! - Grown-up!

- Just like your dad. - My dad--

DANIEL:�And your mom.

And your stupid�traitor sister.

- You mean-- - Figure it out, genius.

(DANIEL LAUGHING)

Wait.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Daniel!

Daniel!

Come back.

Daniel, wait.

I don't understand!

I don't understand.

- (CHRIS GRUNTING) - (KNEES THUDDING)

- (BIRDS SQUAWKING) - (OMINOUS MUSIC)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(ZIPPER SOUNDS)

(POTS RATTLING)

(POT CLATTERS)

- (OBJECTS CLATTER) - (SILVERWARE CLINKING)

- (BOWL SCRAPES) - (CHRIS SLURPS)

Hungry?

(CHRIS GULPING)

Work to do.

Chris?

- Chris, wait! - What?

- What? Am not. - You're acting strange.

I just wanna�work. That's all.

Someone's�gotta work!

(BOWL THUDS)

...some work�around here.

Work myself, work... (MURMURING)

- (PICKAXE THUDDING) - (CHRIS GRUNTING)

(PATIENT GROANING)

(BACKGROUND CHATTER)

Roman.

You ain't Elroy.

He told me my�brother was here.

You ain't Elroy.

I'm Jelko Brouvich.

Jelko.

Jelko ain't Elroy.

All I see in front of�me is a fucking Croat.

Okay, wait a�minute, please.

I come about�Jeremy Hayden.

- Jeremy Hayden? - Yes.

- Why? - 'Cause I'm�interested.

I know you were�working for him.

Eh, you were�his assistant.

- Want to smoke? - Don't smoke,�causes strokes.

Oh, I see.

Why are�you interested?

What Jeremy�Hayden was looking for...

might have been worth money.

- Money? - Money.

Roman, you�have a family.

We like to see our�families taken care of.

If you help me, maybe both of our families can live well.

Where did you�ever get the idea...

that what Dr. Hayden was looking for...

(LAUGHING)�was valuable?

(ROMAN LAUGHING)

I don't think you�would kill for nothing.

I didn't kill nobody,�you fucking Croat.

I didn't kill nobody. It was that kid.

- That little monster. Yes, the... - Kid?

You've seen�him, haven't you?

- No. - You've been to the monastery.

- You've seen him. He's here, isn't he? - No, no!

Tell me.�I must know.

(BOTH SHOUTING)

I must know,�you must tell me!

(ALL SHOUTING)

(JELKO SPEAKING�FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

- (OMINOUS MUSIC) - (SINGERS VOCALIZING)

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

- Chris? - What?!

Honey, I think�you need to rest.

I don't need to rest.

I�need to find the goddamn tomb.

Maybe you should�review your father's notes.

I've reviewed them�a hundred times, okay?

If the tomb is here,�you're gonna find it.

- No duh, genius. - (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Would you knock�it off with that shit?

- (AX THUDS) - You wanna start�something, huh? I�ll fight ya.

I�ll fight ya.

Chris, I'm�with you, man. I'm with you.

(CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CHRIS MUTTERING)

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

- (MOUSE SQUEAKING) - (TENSE MUSIC)

- (DRAWER SLIDES) - (MOUSE SQUELCHING)

- (CHRIS GASPING) - (TENSE MUSIC)

Dontcha�like him?

I offed 'im nice�and slow for ya.

Just like�we used to.

I brought him up here�in case you were hungry.

- Go away. - Aw, don't worry.

No one's�gonna see me.

I don't wanna play with�you anymore. Not ever.

How can you say�that to your buddy?

You're not�my buddy.

You're not real.

You're in�my mind.

- Oh! - Is that in your mind?

Fine, I'm�not real, Chris.

Whatever you say.

Stay with your�grown-up buddies.

You'll see.

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(MOUSE SQUEAKING)

(DRAWER SLIDES)

- (DRAWER THUDS) - Jesus Christ.

- (CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY) - (THUMPING HEAD)

- JENNY: Chris. - (CHRIS GASPING)

What's�happening to me?

- What? What is it? - (CHRIS PANTING)

Talk to�me, Chris.

You have�to talk to me.

I... I've been�seeing things.

What things?

I-- uh, I...

Daniel.

He's my�imaginary friend.

I made him up when I was a kid living there with my dad.

And he used to keep me company...

- when-- when I was living here, and... - (SMASHING)

I've seen�him again.

Just like�when I was little.

We have to�get out of here.

- No, I�can�t leave. - JENNY: You�shouldn't have come here.

- No! I can't leave! - (JENNY GASPING)

If I find the�tomb, I'll be okay.

I'm just gonna get this all�behind me and bury my past.

I'll take the one spot that my dad said. I'll find it.

I've got�to find it.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

(ROCK CRUMBLING)

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

- (KEYS JINGLING) - (MAN MUTTERING)

Ah.

(DOOR CLICKS)

- (ROMAN GRUNTING) - (WOOD SNAPS)

(MAN MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(FAINT CHATTER)

(KEYS CLANKING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- (POLE SMASHING) - (BODY THUDS)

(POLE CLATTERING)

Strokes.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(MAN CONTINUES MUTTERING)

- (GRUNTING) - (MUTTERING)

COME ON.�(GRUNTING)

- (PICKAXE THUDDING) - (PEN TAPS)

God, Chris, stop.

(BELL CHIMING)

(MARCY SIGHING)

(PICKAXE�CONTINUES THUDDING)

(CHAIR CREAKS)

I know we don't�like each other,

but you and I, we�have to figure a way

to get Chris�outta here.

Don't you�think I know that?

- (PICKAXE THUDDING) - (CHRIS GRUNTING)

I'm afraid�of him.

(FOOTSTEPS CLICKING)

Is he gonna�pound all day? I'm trying�to meditate.

- I'll show you. - (PICKAXE THUDDING)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

(WIND HOWLING)

Bullseye. (LAUGHING)

He stopped.

I knew it!

I found it!�(LAUGHING)

I found it!�(SLAPPING WALL)

(MYSTERIOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Damn.

(MYSTERIOUS ORCHESTRAL�MUSIC CONTINUES)

Nothing.�Nothing's here.

Nothing.

It's empty.

Why do I feel�like Geraldo Rivera?

- Get the hell�out of here. - Excuse me?

JENNY: Get�out of here now!

(MARCY SCOFFING)

What are�you waiting for?

(TENSE MUSIC)

- Chris? - Go away.

- Chris. - Go away.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

He shouldn't�be alone.

He sounded like�the fucking Exorcist.

- What are�we gonna do? - I think we should�get the hell outta here.

- Can't just leave. - He's dangerous. Did you hear him?

Let's get the hell outta�here. Get help and come back.

- Maybe if�I just tell-- - It's the only�thing we can do.

Hmm?

(FOOTSTEPS SCRAPING)

- (CHRIS LABORED BREATHING) - (TENSE RHYTHMIC MUSIC)

(CHRIS CRYING)

No.

(HANDS SMACK) Damn.

No.

(HANDS POUNDING)

Dad, no.

(CHRIS GRUNTING)�No! No! No!

(HANDS POUNDING)

No, no,�no, no, no, no!

Daddy, daddy, no! (HANDS POUNDING)

Dad! No! No!

No, no, daddy,�no, no, no!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(SWITCH CLICKS)

Now is the winter and�the time of discontent.

(JELKO RECITING IN�FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

- (FAUCET SQUEAKS) - (WATER POURS)

(CEILING THUDDING)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

- (DOOR THUDDING) - I always wondered...

if you could sever somebody's head from their neck with just three shots.

Do you know,�do you know? Huh?

I don't, I�don't know, I don't.

Now, do you know where�you're gonna take me?

(JELKO GASPS)

No, believe�me. No.

Ya got�any shoes?

(TENSE MUSIC)

- (CHRIS HUMMING) - (SCRAPING SOUND)

(FIRE ROARING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

CHRIS:�Daniel.

You forgot�this, stupid.

Oh yeah,�I fell asleep.

Whatcha gonna�do with this thing?

(SNICKERING)

I got�a great idea.

- CHRIS: What�if he wakes up? - DANIEL: Shut�up, stupid.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(INTENSE MUSIC)

- What have you done? - I'm just playing.

Well, you have plenty of�time to play now, young man.

You are not�leaving this room.

- (DOOR RATTLES) - Daddy, no.

Daddy, no!�(HANDS POUNDING) Daddy!

(INTENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

But you gotta promise�me you won't leave me.

I can't leave�this place. Not ever.

I don�t�wanna be alone.

- I promise. - Good.

Then put this on and�we can play forever.

- What's the matter? - CHRIS:�I'm scared.

Dontcha wanna�play with me forever?

- (CHRIS PANTS) - Chris!

Chris, come�back here!

I don't�wanna be alone!

Chris, come back!

- (FOOTSTEPS TAPPING) - (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DOOR SCRAPES)

I can always�find the tomb.

Grownups don't�know anything.

But I knew�it all the time.

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Found it.

(CHRIS BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MOUSE SQUEAKING)

(CHRIS LAUGHING)

DANIEL: We had�lotsa fun here, huh?

We can�have fun again.

Put it on and we�can play forever.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

You know what?

I got a great�idea for a game.

But we need a�really big mouse.

(DANIEL SNICKERING)

How could you let�her talk to me that way?

How could you, after all�that I've been through?

- You've�been through? - Yes, I've�been through!

I mean, you, you dragged�me up here for no good reason.

You used to wanna be�with me when I worked.

That was a�long time ago, Paul.

You didn't have to work at the end of the fucking world!

You used to work�in studios, Paul.

Chicago, New York.

(OBJECTS CRASH)

In case you haven't�noticed, this isn't New York.

God! A goddamn�empty room.

That's what we�came up here for.

- We got paid. - Paid, huh?

Ten years ago, that�was goddamn per diem.

I turned down fucking�millionaires for you!

You poor thing.

Poor is right.

(PAPER RUSTLING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (JENNY SIGHS)

- (BAG THUDS) - (JENNY SIGHING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL�MUSIC CONTINUES)

Chris?

Chris?

(WATER DRIPPING)

- (GASPING) Oh God, Paul. - Jenny.

I came looking�for him too.

(SIGHING)

Maybe just one of us�should go down the hill.

Chris needs�help now.

- Alright, I'll go. - No, no, I will.

You stay here�and find Chris.

You can't�make that.

I jog five�miles a day.

What shape�are you in?

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Yunno, these�shoes ain't bad.

Of course I do�prefer the Italian jobs with the�gold buckles.

Can't this piece of�shit move any faster?

- But this is�an old truck. - Don't break�my heart.

Put the fuckin'�hammer down.

- Find Chris�for me. - I will.

And you... you�take care of yourself.

Good luck.

(ANIMALS CHITTERING)

(METAL CLANKING)

- (INHALING) - (FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(MARCY GASPING)

- Chris. - Hi. Where�ya going?

- Looks like I'm�going nowhere. - Oh.

(MARCY COUGHS)

You wanna play?

- Do I�wanna play? - Yeah.

Yeah. (INHALING)

Yeah sure,�I wanna play.

Let's go�to my room.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

Hey.

(KISSING)

Knock it off. We're not�in my room yet.

Alright.

Too many goddamn�people in here anyway.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MARCY LAUGHING)

What a total�environment.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

A medieval�phone booth?

What's that?

(OBJECT THUDS)

Is this what�you had in mind?

- (METAL CLANKING) - Yeah.

Ahh, this�looks interesting.

- (RATCHETING SOUND) - (METAL CLANKING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

This looks�like fun.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

Like it?

I like chairs.

- (DANIEL LAUGHING) - (FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(METAL CREAKING)

Tight enough?

Mm-hmm.�Tight enough.

Do you like�what you see?

I like�what I saw.

(METAL CLACKING)

- Chris. - (SAW BLADE CLANGING)

Chris, let�me out of here.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Chris, let�me outta here.

Chris, Chris,�let me out!

Chris, no!

- (BOTH GIGGLING) - Let me out!

Chris!

- No! - (DANIEL LAUGHING)

(MARCY SCREAMING)

- (FLESH TEARING) - (BLADE CLANGING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- (WIND HOWLING) - (FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(DOOR THUDS)

Chris?

Marcy?

- (CRICKETS CHIRPING) - (JENNY SIGHS)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

- JENNY: Hey! Hey, stop, stop! - (TIRES CRUNCH)

Hey.

- (BRAKES SQUEAK) - (ENGINE RUMBLES)

- I ain't cleaning this up. - Yeah, well I'm not.

- You sliced her. - So? It's�your toy.

- Where you going? - DANIEL: Lucky for us�she tipped to one side.

- (FLESH SQUISHING) - (BONE SNAPS)

Short end�cleans up.

You've seen�him, haven't you?

- Who? - The kid.

- I don't know what�you're talking about. - Liar!

He's up there�in the monastery.

Look!

One of us is�sick, we need help.

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

I'll help.

(BODY THUDS)

She's still�lopsided.

Someone's coming.

Who's coming?

Someone�to play with.

- (OMINOUS MUSIC) - Chris?

Marcy?

- (FOOTSTEPS TAPPING) - (LANTERN CLANKS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

Chris?

Hey, Marcy!

Come on, anybody?

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Oh, man.

(GASPING)

Oh.

Jesus Christ.

(METAL CAP CLICKING)

(BOTTLE CLANKS)

(SQUISHING)

(PAUL GASPING)

Oh, God!

- (CHRIS SCREAMING) - (THUDDING)

- (PAUL EXCLAIMS) - (INTENSE MUSIC)

(PAUL GRUNTING)

Chris.

- (SKULL THUDDING) - (GRUNTING)

Get up.

- (CHRIS GRUNTING) - (SKULL THUDS)

Chris. Wait a�minute, it's me Paul.

- (SKULL THUDDING) - (CHRIS GRUNTING)

- (CHAIN CLANKS) - (PAUL GRUNTING)

Chris, Chris!

Wait, no.

Chris.

It's... I, I�need help, buddy.

I need a�lotta help.

(PAUL GRUNTING)

(PAUL GASPS)

Oh shit.

Chris, c'mon. Help me up.

(GRUNTING)

Ya gotta�help me up, man.

Everyone should�have a fun birthday.

(PAUL PLEADING) Help me up, man.

Help me�up here.

Chris, what�are you doing? Chris, what�are you doing?

What are you�doing? Chris! Shit.

Don't do that. Chris,�don't do that!

(PAUL GRUNTING)�Dammit!

Chris! Chris!

I'm falling. Chris!

- (PAUL SCREAMING) - (CHRIS CACKLING)

- (THUDS, FLESH SQUISHING) - (OMINOUS MUSIC)

Happy birthday.

(LAUGHING)

Ooh, sorry I didn't�get ya a present.

(CHRIS LAUGHING)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

Last stop, Hell. (LAUGHING)

All right, enough�fooling around. Everybody�outta the bus.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

- CHRIS: How many�of them are there? - Three.

They're coming�to take you away. You won't let�them, will you?

CHRIS: Tell me�where they are.

- I said move! - I am not going in there.

- I'm not. - Then freeze, you shit.

- (OMINOUS MUSIC) - (KEYS JINGLING)

(FOOTSTEPS THUMP)

(ANIMALS CHIRPING)

(DOOR CLANKS)

(DOOR THUDDING)

I never thought I'd�be back here again.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(FOOTSTEPS THUMP)

(HOOD RATTLING)

(PROP ROD CLANKS)

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

(JELKO SINGING INDISTINCTLY)

- (ENGINE STARTS) - (BLUDGEONING SOUND)

- (FLESH TEARING) - (OBJECT THUDDING)

(WIND HOWLING)

(JENNY BREATHING HEAVILY)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(JENNY EXCLAIMS)

Don't move.

(WIND HOWLING)

(JENNY LABORED BREATHING)

- Who are�you looking for? - Shh!

- (CHRIS SCREAMING) - (GUNSHOT)

- (JENNY GASPING) - (THUDDING)

Turn over. I wanna�see your face.

I've waited a�long time for this.

It's gonna be a pleasure to�blow your fuckin' head off!

- (OBJECT THUDDING) - (ROMAN GRUNTING)

(BODY THUDS)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

Chris?

CHRIS:�Oh.

Let me see.

- No, hurts really bad. - Oh my God.

Uh, the bus is�down at the castle gate.

- We gotta�make it there. Can you walk? - CHRIS:�I think so.

JENNY: God, I thought he was gonna kill us both.

Who was he?

(CHRIS GRUNTING) Just a crazy old man.

- Come on, we�gotta get outta here. - No.�Can't leave yet.

I found the tomb.�Everyone's there. You gotta�see it.

- Paul and Marcy are there? - Yeah. Come on.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

- Wait a minute. What's in there? - It's a tunnel.

It's really cool. It comes out in front.

JENNY: Chris,�your arm.

- It's much better. - What is this place?

I dunno.�Catacombs, I guess.

Paul and Marcy... Where are Paul and Marcy?

- Maybe they split. - JENNY: Chris, what�were you doing down here?

- Stuff, yunno. - We couldn't find it.

(JENNY EXCLAIMS)

Oh, Chris, stop!

- Make me! - Let me go.

Chris, you're�hurting me!

No, Chris,�let me go!

Please, oh God.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Chris!�Stop it, Chris.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Chris!

(GRUNTING)�Let me go.

- Stop, Chris! - (CHRIS LAUGHING)

- (BOTH GRUNTING) - (BLADE WHIRRING)

(CHRIS SCREAMING)

(BODY THUDDING, BONE CRACKING)

- (JENNY SCREAMING) - (BLADE WHIRRS)

(METAL CREAKING)

Oh!

(JENNY SOBBING)

(JENNY SIGHING)

(PERSON GROANING)

Who's there?

Paul?

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(JENNY BREATHING HEAVILY)

Ilok.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Daniel.

Bullseye!

(JENNY EXCLAIMS)

What's the�matter, grown-up?

Doncha like the�way I really look?

Well, too bad 'cause�you hurt my buddy.

So now, bitch,�it's time to die!

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

I've always loved�Hide and Shriek.

- (GATE CLANGING) - (JENNY GRUNTING)

Ready or not,�here I come.

(JENNY GRUNTING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(JENNY PANTING)

(METAL CREAKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

Mmm.

- (JENNY GASPING) - (CANDLE TUMBLES)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DANIEL SNICKERS)

- (JENNY BREATHING HEAVILY) - (DRAMATIC STRING MUSIC)

- (JENNY SCREAMING) - (DANIEL LAUGHING)

You want to taste�my blade, bitch?

(LAUGHING)

(WHOOSHING SOUND)

- (BLADE CLANKS) - (JENNY GASPING)

(JENNY WHIMPERING) Please, please...

We're gonna play�a new game now. It's called...

"How many pieces can you slice someone into before they croak?"

You'll be�great at it!

(JENNY SCREAMING)

(BODY THUDS)

(LIVELY MUSIC)

- (LIQUID POURS) - Getting a little�dry down there?

I love�this shit.

- (OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES) - (DANIEL SNICKERS)

(JENNY GASPING)

- (FIRE CRACKLING) - (JENNY GROANS)

No!

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

No!

Wake up, stupid. She's getting away.

You screwed up.

- Sorry. - I don't wanna be left alone. Remember?

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(JENNY GROANING)

- (JENNY GASPING) - (LIQUID DRIPPING)

(JENNY BREATHING HEAVILY)

(JENNY GROANING)

- (JACKET RIPPING) - (JENNY GRUNTING)

(MATCH STRIKING)

(FIRE IGNITES)

(PICKAXE THUDDING)

(JENNY GASPING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Come on. Come on.

(JENNY GASPING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WATER SPLASHING)

- (CHRIS GRUNTING) - (PICKAXE THUDDING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

(JENNY EXCLAIMS)

I'm coming.

(JENNY GRUNTING)

(JENNY GRUNTING)

Can't get it, can't get it.

(JENNY GRUNTING)

(CHRIS SCREAMING)

Cheater!

(BODY THUDDING)

(WATER SPLASHING)

(DRAMATIC FLUTE MUSIC)

(MATCH STRIKING)

- Gotcha, cheater! - (JENNY SCREAMS)

Cheater! We were just playin'!

What'd ya have to cheat for?

We were�just playin'!

I'll show you! I'll show you...

what happens to cheaters!

- Cheaters die! - (JENNY GROANING)

And you're�gonna die, die!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Let me go, let�me go, let me go.

Let me go.

Let me go!

(CHRIS SCREAMING)

(WATER SPLASHING)

(WIND HOWLING)

(JENNY BREATHING HEAVILY)

(JENNY GRUNTING)

(ANIMALS CHITTERING)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

- (JENNY GRUNTING) - (BODY THUDDING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(DOOR THUDS)

(JENNY GASPING)

(JENNY SIGHING)

(DOOR CLANKS)

(JENNY GRUNTING)

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

- (HOOD THUDDING) - (OMINOUS MUSIC)

(JENNY GASPING)

Where is he?

- He's dead. - Dead?

I killed him.

(JENNY GASPING)

No, I'm not�gonna hurt you.

I'm sorry.

Shh.

It's okay now.

It's okay.

Where's the pick?

- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) - Where's the pick?

Did you�get the pick? Where's the pick?

- (ROMAN GASPING) - (JENNY SCREAMING)

- Finders keepers. - (JENNY SCREAMING)

- (FLESH TEARS) - (ROMAN GASPS)

Losers weepers.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(CHRIS TSKING)

No. (SCREAMING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(DOOR SLAMS)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

- (GLASS SHATTERING) - (JENNY SCREAMING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Come out of�there! Come on!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(JENNY SCREAMING)

(CHRIS GRUNTING)

Get out of there! Get out of there!

- (JENNY GROANING) - Hey!

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(JENNY SCREAMING)

- (GLASS SHATTERING) - (CHRIS GRUNTING)

- (GLASS SHATTERING) - (CHRIS GRUNTING)

(JENNY SCREAMING)

Come on!

Ah!

(JENNY WHIMPERING)

- (PICKAXE THUDDING) - (JENNY SCREAMING)

You're it!

(JENNY GRUNTING)

Played a good�game, Jenny.

- But now it's�time to come in. - Hey, kid!

I always wondered, can�you sever somebody's neck with just�three shots?

- (GUNSHOTS) - (JENNY SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOT)

(JENNY SCREAMING)

Five shots.

I must�be slipping.

- (DRAMATIC MUSIC) - (CHRIS GASPS)

DANIEL:�No...

I don't�wanna be alone.

Chris.

Chris. Chris.

Don't leave�me alone.

(WALL SCRAPING)

(SOFT PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

(JENNY GASPS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

DOCTOR:�Jenny?

I would like�to talk to you.

I thought you might have something more to tell me.

What makes�you think that?

Police still haven't�found Paul and Marcy.

I told the police�where they are.

- They're dead? - Yes, that's right.

Why can't I go home?�Why can't I go home?

DOCTOR: Because�you're not well.

Of course�I'm not well!

My fucking�boyfriend's dead and everybody�thinks I'm crazy!

You must�understand...

that people can make�themselves believe anything when...

- the�imagination and-- - No, I didn't�imagine anything.

- You did, darling. You did. - No, no.

Prince Ilok�does not exist.

Roman Dark�committed the murders.

- No! Roman Dark didn't commit any murders! - DOCTOR: Your boyfriend--

Not ever! He didn't kill anyone! It was Daniel!

No, it was Daniel.

Why don't�you believe me?!

It was Daniel,�it was Daniel!

No, it�was Daniel!

Everything is okay,�everything is okay.

- JENNY: No, no, no. I saw it. - Shh.

I saw it.�It was Daniel.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(VOCALIST SINGING�IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(SUSPENSEFUL ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL ORCHESTRAL�MUSIC CONTINUES)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (SINGER VOCALIZING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL�MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL�MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL�MUSIC CONTINUES)