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(dramatic music)

(woman screaming on radio)

- [ DJ] Hey, take it easy!

- [Woman ] What did I win?

The Stones tickets?

A hundred dollars?

- [ DJ] You won, you ready for this?

Your own KDED T-shirt!

- Oh. (radio dial turning)

(soft pop music)

- [Annette] Trish, honey, where are you?

- Coming, Mom.

- We're leaving, baby.

- [ DJ] A little music for Friday morning.

And now here's the news

with Emma Chapman.

- [ Emma] Our top story: Police are still

searching for escaped murderer Russ Thorn.

Thorn was convicted of the brutal slaying

of five people in Venice, California, in 1969.

More news in a moment.

- How about my blue jacket?

Did you remember that? - It's in there.

- Okay.

The plane tickets, where are

they? Okay. - I have them.

Trish, the chips are under the sink

and there's soda in the fridge,

and our number at the hotel is right by the phone.

- Okay, Mom.

Everything will be fine.

- Annette, we have to go right this minute.

- [Annette] Mr. Contant will be home all weekend,

and he'll look in on you.

- Hi, Mr. Contant.

- Don't worry, I won't let the girls get into any trouble.

- (sighs) Shit!

- Annette!

- Bye-bye, baby. - Bye.

(car engine whirring)

- You lock all the doors and windows.

- Mom, I'm 18 years old, remember?

- [Annette] You will always be my baby.

(chuckles)

(dramatic music)

(heavy breathing)

(bell ringing)

- [Jeff] I'm telling you, you gotta be more aggressive.

- [ Boy] Okay, who should I ask?

- [Jeff] Um, how about Kim?

- Nah, she wouldn't go with me.

- Um, how about that new girl?

- Me, ask Valerie?

- Uh. (chuckles)

(students chattering)

Wow, this is the real thing.

I think I'm in love.

Give me five minutes.

Hi, my name's Jeff. - Uh.

- Can I help you with that?

- Sure, thanks.

- You know, I've been having some ringing in my ear.

I mean, in my phone, and I thought

maybe a phone woman could help me.

Uh, are all phone women this pretty?

- [Woman ] I wouldn't know.

- Would you ever consider dating a younger man?

I mean.

You know what they say about younger men.

Try it, you'll like it.

- Oh, I hadn't really thought about it.

- Well, my number's out of order.

- Your number is zero.

(woman gasps)

(door clanks)

(children playing)

(banging on window)

(dramatic music) (woman screaming)

(screaming) (pounding on glass)

- No!

(screaming) No! (drill whirring)

(saw scraping bone)

- Alright, girls, it's late.

Now stick to your zones, try to keep open.

Diane, don't hog the ball.

Okay, now hustle.

Down court, okay?

Down court, come on! (crowd cheering)

Come on, okay.

(ball thumping)

- Shoot, shoot it! - Okay, right here.

- Two seconds! - Come on, move the ball!

- Diane, pass the ball! - Pass it!

(whistles)

- come on. - All right.

- Let's go. - Here we go.

(crowd cheering)

- Put it up. - Come on!

- Oh !

- Turn around, that's it.

Watch your position.

(crowd cheering)

- Oh, shoot.

- It's not a smart move, Jackie.

Larry Bird you ain't.

Now get in range and give yourself a chance.

- [Jeff] Yes. (laughs)

- [Boy] Boy, that new girl sure is good looking.

- Valerie. - Yeah.

- Let's go Valerie, come on! (crowd cheering)

(crowd chattering)

- [ Boy] Let's go, Val!

- Alright, Val!

Nice layup, Valerie!

- Teacher's pet.

- Come on! (crowd cheering)

(crowd chattering)

- She's open! - Okay, bring it in!

(crowd cheering)

(whistle blowing)

- Alright, this is the last week of varsity basketball.

Next week, we start tryouts for baseball.

Cool down now and head for the showers.

(team cheering and chattering)

- [Trish] You know, I think your tits are getting bigger.

- [Women] Mine?

(women chattering) (water spraying)

- Hey Linda? - Yeah?

- [Woman] You like watching basketball on TV?

- [ Linda] Yeah, I love all those

great big guys in their cute little shorts.

How about you?

- Yeah, I do, but I love football.

- How come? - Brian Sipe is a doll.

- [ Linda] Yeah, I know what you mean.

- [Trish] God, I wish he took his helmet off more often.

- [ Linda] Hey, you wanna go to a party tonight?

- [Trish] Uh, where's it gonna be?

- [ Linda] My house.

- Uh, I don't know, I've gotta study.

I got a test on Monday.

- Trish, can I have the soap? - Sure can.

- Thanks.

Hey, Jackie, I could kill you for what you did today.

- Hey Trish, remind me: Next time I have the ball

don't throw it to Jackie.

If I do get the ball to you, don't shoot.

By the way, did you see Jim Mcfeeney with Kathy?

- Oh, no, are you kidding? - No, I'm not.

- Oh, God. - I can't believe it.

What a fool!

Good god.

(students chattering)

- Valerie, you played such nice basketball out there.

- Thanks, Trish.

- The woman gets up her courage

and she throws her baby down.

And the guy catches it.

And, like, the crowd is going crazy.

And the guy goes, "Touchdown! "

- Oh, God !

- What?

- I think we should invite Valerie to the party.

- I thought it was supposed to be for the game,

like old times. - It is.

It is.

No boys, by the way.

Got it?

- Uh, we'll talk about it.

- No way, my parents would kill me.

- They won't find out.

- Look, what do you have against Valerie, anyway?

- Nothing.

She drinks too much milk.

- Wouldn't happen to have anything to do

with how good of a basketball player she is, would it?

- Or how pretty she is?

- She works at it.

Do you ever notice how perfect her eyeliner is?

Just so.

- [Trish] No reason to be unkind.

- [ Diane] I don't like people I have to get to know.

- Can I borrow your deodorant? - Hey, it's her problem

she transferred here, not mine.

- Diane, you're a snob.

- Hey, only the best people are, you know?

- Well, I'm going to ask her. - Fine.

Just go right ahead.

- Hey, Valerie.

I'm having a few girls over tonight,

and I was wondering if maybe you--

- I can't, Trish.

I'm, I'm sorry.

- Oh, come on - I have, I have to go.

- She heard.

- I don't know if I can go yet.

Mom's on my case about my grades.

- Oh. - That's tough.

Mine, too, but I'll be there.

- [Trish] Jeff, you forgot one small detail :

You weren't invited.

- [Jeff] Trish, I don't let the little details

get in my way. (ominous music)

- Hey, you guys, I forgot something.

I'll catch up with you later.

- Oh, Okay. - Bye, Linda.

- Hey guys, I've got some provisions for the party tonight.

- What are provisions?

- You know, Doritos,

No-Doz, bennies, crystal meth.

(dramatic music)

- Oh, Linda.

Where are you going?

- I forgot a book in my locker.

There's a test on Monday; I have to pass it.

- Okay, but hurry.

They'll be locking the building up soon.

(ominous music)

(door clattering)

(ominous music)

(keys jangling)

(drill whirring)

(Linda screaming)

(dramatic music)

(Linda gasping)

(drill whirring)

(drill jangling)

(water dripping)

(whimpering)

(whimpering) (footsteps tapping)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(door clacks)

(drill buzzing)

(screaming)

(dramatic music) (drill jangling)

- [Woman ] Hey, thanks Mark.

See you tomorrow.

(lips smack)

(engine revving)

(engine whirring)

(heavy breathing)

(ominous music)

(door clanks)

(footsteps shuffling)

(heavy breathing)

(book thuds)

- Uh !

Holy shit!

I think you broke my back.

- John Minor, what are you doing

scaring me to death like that?

- I won't try it again, that's for sure.

- Better learn to fall better.

You could get hurt.

- What about tonight?

- Well, I don't know.

The party's supposed to be for girls only.

For old time's sake.

- You can get out of that, can't you?

- Maybe.

Well, we'll see you around.

Take it easy on that back.

- [ Newscaster] Back in 1969, our own beach community

of Venice, California, was shocked

by a string of brutal murders.

The man who committed these crimes,

Russ Thorn, is the subject of a.

(radio dial turning)

(soft pop music)

(drill jangling)

(drill whirring) (gasps)

- Oh, hi, Rachel!

- What are you doing? - I was just

putting in your peephole.

- Oh, thanks. - Sure.

- Oh, did the telephone repairman come by today?

- [ Pam] Yeah, I saw his van across the street.

- Great, you haven't seen my cat around, have you?

- Not all day.

By the way, your bookshelves will be ready next Tuesday.

- Great, thanks, Pam. - Sure.

- Buh-bye. - Buh-bye.

Diane, what's happening?

Well, okay.

But you know Mom's gonna be real bummed

if you bring him in the house.

(floor creaking)

Just a sec.

I think someone's here, I gotta go.

(clock chiming)

(lock clacks)

(gentle piano music)

(clock ticking)

(footsteps thudding)

(dramatic music)

(screams)

- Trish, my god, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

The door was open, I didn't see you anywhere,

So I got worried and I came in.

I was just checking the house out.

- I'm okay, I guess being alone

had me more spooked than I realized.

- Look, why don't you just come in

and sit down for a second?

- I'm okay.

- No, come on in, I'll stay with you

till your friends get here.

- Thanks.

(pattering)

(glass shatters)

(scratching)

(ominous music)

(scratching)

(cat shrieks) (screams)

- Oh, kitty, Muffin, I'm sorry.

Oh, Muffin.

Kitty, Kitty, here. (Muffin shrieks)

Oh, here, Kitty, Muffin.

Oh, yes, oh, muffin. (Muffin meows)

Honey, it's okay, Kitty.

- Let's go by and scare the girls tonight.

- But we're not invited.

- Just a baby scare.

I mean, you know how girls love to scream.

- I don't know.

- What's the worst that can happen?

I mean, so they get mad at us.

- They could beat the shit out of us.

- That's right, we did flunk gym.

- Three times. (Jeff scoffs)

(ominous music)

(crickets chirping)

(doorbell ringing)

- That's them now.

Go ahead and finish your coffee.

- Who is it? - We're here for the orgy.

Open the door, let us in.

Hurry!

Look what I scored from my older brother.

- Hey. - And that ain't

the half of it.

- Gee, that's swell.

Soda pop.

- Right.

What's the matter with you?

Cast your eyes on this.

Maui Wowie, 100%

seedless primed bud. - (sniffing) Hmm.

- Oh, hi, Mr. Contant. (Trish laughing)

- I was just leaving.

Trish, I won't tell if you don't

let your parents know I scared you to death, okay?

And go easy on the Maui Wowie.

- For sure, Mr. Contant. - And if you need me,

I'm right next door.

- Okay, thanks. - Goodnight.

- [Trish] Goodnight.

(sighs)

- [Courtney] Big doings next door, I see.

- That's none of our business.

- How come you weren't invited to the party?

- I was.

I just turned them down so I could

take care of my darling little sister.

- Like hell.

- As the famous Jim Jones once said,

"Shut up and drink your Kool-Aid."

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Yeah, hold on.

It's some boy.

- Hello?

Hi, Gordon.

- Quit glommin' all the chips.

- This is the best time to do it,

before Diane gets here and eats 'em all.

Quit glommin' the joint.

(all laughing)

- What do the guys see in her, anyway?

- She's beautiful.

- I think she has a big mouth.

- Hey, it's not how big your mouth is.

It's what's in it that counts.

- What I don't see is what she sees in John Minor.

- Maybe what we don't see.

(laughs)

- Hey, it's not how big it is, remember?

- [Women] It's what's in it that counts.

(laughing)

(glass cracking)

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

- (sighs) I left the burner on.

- Will your mom be mad? - I'll have to replace it.

It's okay.

Oh, shoot.

(gasps)

- At a recent Tinseltown bash, the lovely Brooke Shields

shocked everyone by turning up with a new frizzy hairdo.

I thought she looked like Charles II.

And her close friends thought

she stuck her finger in the wall socket.

(trash barrels banging)

(dog barking) Dog's in the trash again.

- So go take care of it.

- What do you think I am, stupid?

I'm not going out there alone in the dark.

You go.

- It's too bad Mom and Dad didn't get

a divorce before you were born.

- I love you too.

(ominous music)

(dog barking)

(swing squeaking)

(bangs into barrel)

(upbeat rock music)

- Talk about getting caught in the act,

guess who got caught in the act?

- [Woman] Who?

- Got caught in the act?

- Yeah? - Who?

- Who? - In bed.

- Who? - Who?

- Stephanie and Joe. - (gasps) Are you

- kidding me? - Oh my god.

(laughs)

- You know what?

That must be the reason

why she didn't show to class Friday.

I have her in my third period class.

She wasn't even there.

- Well, you know why?

Because she was sore.

(laughing)

But anyway, you know what happened?

They were in bed, and guess who came up the stairs?

- Where were they?

- They were in her house.

- Her parents' house? - Stephanie's house?

- Yeah, her parents' house.

And her parents

came up the stairs. - Oh, well it serves her

right. - Oh, my god.

What'd they do? - Did her parents know?

- [Trish] So they just made it.

They didn't get caught.

They just kind of flew out.

- There she goes. - Really fast.

But I'm glad I've never been - So what's the big deal?

- In that situation, - Oh,

- aren't you? - Me, too.

How embarrassing.

- [Woman ] What's the big deal, I don't get it.

I don't get it, what are you guys--

- The parents walked in on them while they were screwing.

- I don't think I've been giving Kim

the attention she deserves. (women chattering)

- Who could have guessed? - Oh, god.

- But Stephanie didn't show up to third period, right?

- Yeah, yeah. - And Joe hasn't

been in class for really--

- [Tina] Oh, God, I bet they're grounded forever.

- [ Diane] Oh, well, that's their problem, right?

- Yeah. - I know, but they

almost got caught, Diane.

- [ Diane] Well, it's their fault.

They should have--

- You've never been in that position, Diane.

(women laughing) - What did we do

to deserve this?

- I think we died and went to heaven.

(laughing)

- Courtney, what are you doing?

- I'm upstairs doing my biology homework.

- Why do I find that hard to believe?

- Don't laugh, I have to concentrate.

- Okay, but do me a favor

and don't tear out the centerfold this time.

(scoffs)

(upbeat rock music)

- What do you say we order a pizza?

- No anchovies. - Mushrooms and olives.

- Hey, since I'm the only one dressed,

I'll go get wood for the fire.

- Bring it in through the garage

so you don't scuzz up the rug.

(garage door creaking)

(dog barking)

(ominous music)

- Yuck!

Gross.

(Diane gasps) (cleaver clacks)

Hi, Mr. Contant.

- Hi Diane, I hope I didn't startle you.

- No, not at all.

You're on a snail hunt?

- Uh-huh, that makes 53 tonight.

And this is the only good way to get 'em.

They come out after dark

and they eat up my vegetable garden.

- My dad goes on snail hunts too.

He doesn't like to use pesticides.

- Not organic.

- Right.

Goodnight, Mr. Contant.

- Goodnight.

(door thumps)

Ah-ha.

Number 54.

(drill whirring)

(blood spurting)

(crickets chirping)

- Hey, did you hear something?

- No, I didn't.

Look, I've got an idea.

Come on.

- Hey, listen to this:

Boy, 10, sucked down sewer but survives.

(wood clacking)

- Diane!

- Why don't you read this thing's horoscopes?

- Okay.

Sign?

- Scorpio, of course.

- Of course.

- Your power with the opposite sex will get you ahead.

- Not too bad.

- Depends on whose head.

(laughing)

- Taurus.

- Taurus.

- You get the rest you deserve.

Relax and enjoy it.

- Hmm.

- Hey, is it getting cold in here?

- Sort of.

- Why don't you read more about that sewer boy?

- Fort Wayne, Indiana, a 10-year-old boy

who was swept into a storm sewer

and carried two blocks before surfacing in a lake,

says he knew he was okay

when he woke up and the lights came on.

(ominous music) Poor kid.

- Diane.

Did you remember to close the garage door

when you brought the wood in?

- I don't know.

(dramatic music)

(screams)

- [ Diane] What?

- Oh, my god,

what is it? - It's my doll.

I threw it away this morning.

- [ Diane] It must be those boys.

- Close the curtain Jackie.

It's the garage door.

I have to go check it.

- I'll go with you.

(ominous music)

(door creaking)

(ominous music)

(light switch clicking)

- [Trish] Shit, the light bulb's out.

- [ Diane] See, I closed it.

- [Trish] Yeah, but you didn't lock it.

My dad's got a lot of valuables in here.

- [ Diane] Come on, hurry up.

- You have to step on it, like this.

(lock clanks) Everything is okay.

Come on.

Let's get down to some partying.

(dramatic music) (keys jangling)

(ominous music)

(siren blaring)

- [Valerie] Fork it over, shortcakes.

- Why not, I already finished it.

- Pervert.

- Look who's talking.

- Courtney! - Leave it alone.

- Jason is the athletic type.

He enjoys bike riding and tennis

and surfing at dawn.

He's a straight-A student

and planning to be a veterinarian.

He'll do.

- Yuck!

- Oh, faker, you were beating off boys in the fifth grade.

- I was not, you creep.

- [Valerie] Donald is a fly fisherman and a gourmet cook.

- Hey Val, did you tell mom?

- Tell mom what?

About the fifth grade?

I made that up.

- You did not.

I hate you.

I hate you, you creep! (Valerie yelps)

I'll get you for this.

- Hi, boo boo.

- Boo boo? (chuckling)

- I love you, too, and I miss you.

Yeah, it's okay, Trish doesn't mind.

- I don't mind.

- I love it, too.

Do you think I'm getting better?

(laughing)

Shh, hold on.

(women laughing)

I think our first amendment's been violated.

- Not the word I would have chosen.

- [ Diane] Very immature, you guys.

(fuse pops) - (gasps) Oh, my god.

- Hey, what happened? - All the lights went off.

- Here, just a minute. - Hurry up.

- [Trish] Here.

♪ Strangers in the night ♪

- Where's that flashlight?

(objects clattering)

- Diane?

Where's the flashlight? - I'm looking for it.

- Kim? - I'm over here.

- [Trish] Kim, where are you?

- [ Diane] Here it is.

By the sink.

- [Woman] Well, what do you think happened?

- I know what happened.

We must have blown a fuse.

- Where's the fuse box?

- It's in the garage.

(humming creepy music)

Cut it out, you guys!

(laughing)

- [ Diane] What's going on down there?

- [ Kim] Oh, we'll take care of it.

You stay here and talk to Boo Boo.

- [ Diane] Kimberly, your days are numbered.

(ominous music)

- [Trish] Come on, it's right this way.

- [ Kim] Wait for me, I've got the flashlight.

- Be careful. - Boo boo.

Can you believe it?

- [Trish] Jeez, high school boys.

- [ Kim] Hold it, hold it.

- Boo! (woman gasps)

- Who's there? - Me, bimbo.

- [Trish] Okay, let's go.

(women laughing)

- [ Diane] God, it's dark.

- Where is it? - Shh.

- [Trish] It's right over here in the corner.

Come on, Kim.

(ominous music)

- Is that it? - I think so.

Yeah, this is it.

Hold the beam steady, you hand's

shaking. - It is not.

- [ Diane] Grow up, you guys.

- That's weird.

None of the fuses are blown but some are missing.

(object clacks) - Oh, shit.

- Terrific.

(Kim gasps)

(flashlight whacks against head)

- [ Kim] Jeff!

- Hey, don't kill me, I give up.

- Here are the fuses.

- Wow, can't you guys take a joke?

- [ Kim] How did you get out of the third grade?

I can't believe you two.

- Look, this was all his idea. - Oh, thanks.

- [Trish] Oh, sure.

Some joke, you guys. - Get out.

(dog barking)

(trash barrel banging)

- Not again.

Courtney?

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

(barrel clanking)

(Courtney growls) (Valerie gasps)

- Get off me, you creep!

- Are you crazy?

You could have hurt me with that knife!

- Not really, it's very dull.

Besides, you deserved it after what you said to me.

- I apologize, okay?

- You have to admit I had you really scared.

- [Valerie] I admit it.

- [Courtney] You won't tell mom, will you?

- [Valerie] (chuckles) Kid, you're a case!

(cat meows)

(horn blaring)

- [ Diane] Hi, gorgeous.

- So let's go.

- [ Diane] I can't go right now.

We'll work something out.

Why don't you come on in the garage?

- Come here.

(lips smack)

(engine whirring)

- You mess up my hair and you're dead meat, Val.

- Don't worry about it.

- Do you think I'll ever be beautiful?

- I don't know, look at me.

No, not a chance.

- Not if I have the same genes as you, anyway.

What's this? - What?

(chuckling)

You're just a pest today, aren't you?

- You weren't invited to the party, were you?

- Don't put on so much eye shadow.

It's already way too heavy.

- Do you think there are boys over there?

- Yeah, there's always boys around Trish and Diane.

- Well, let's crash the party.

- Why don't we change your hairstyle?

This one's not working.

- Anything is okay with me.

- We can try the Brooke Shields look.

You know, the frizz look?

- Just make me look like you.

(chuckles)

- Okay.

(ominous music)

(lips smacking)

- So Zachary at least made it

to the fourth inning, with no runs.

The first Met starter past the third in this series.

Then Derrel Thomas doubled,

and Dusty Baker doubled him in.

- [ Kim] So much for Zachary.

- I think you're gonna have a shiner, Jeff.

- Oh. - How are you gonna

explain it to your mother?

- Aren't you supposed to put something on it?

- Have you got a steak?

- I'll go check and see.

- So then Cey homered. - So far we're agreed.

- I don't have a steak.

What else can we use?

- No, we can't.

Not here.

- No one can see us.

- The girls could walk in here any second now.

It's been like Grand Central Station all night here.

- Come on, baby, you're driving me crazy.

- I can't do it.

- Then come on over to my place.

My parents won't be home for hours.

- [ Diane] The girls would kill me.

- Trish is very understanding.

- Hold on, I'll be right back.

(ominous music)

(footsteps tapping)

(door creaking and thudding)

- Come on and try it!

- Trish, that's ridiculous.

Nobody puts a hot dog on a black eye.

- Don't be so self-conscious.

- Hi, Diane.

- [ Diane] Hi.

What are you making? - Strawberry daiquiri.

- We can't figure out who made the runs

from last night's game.

- Cey homered. - We got that.

- Trish? - Where's Mr. Right?

- We're gonna go out for some beer, okay?

- Hey, don't you want a strawberry--

- She wants a beer, I think.

Right? - Yeah, right.

We'll be back.

Okay?

- You don't have to ask my permission, Diane.

It just goes to show you can't bring back the old days.

(door creaking)

(door clacks)

- Well, that was a bitch, but now it's done.

(Diane screams) (head thuds)

(blender whirring)

(horn blaring)

(dramatic music)

(yelping)

(window shatters)

Oh, my God!

(whimpering)

Don't!

(drill whirring)

No, no!

Please, stop! (screams)

- What'd you hear?

- [Courtney] Some honking, and then some screaming.

- [Valerie] It seems pretty quiet now.

- Do you think they're doing something,

you know, funky over there?

- No, they're just playing games.

Forget about them.

They're not worried about us, after all.

(crickets chirping)

(sighs)

- You know who'd remember? - Who?

- [ Kim] Coach Jana.

- I don't know why we let you guys in

with the stunts you pulled tonight.

- Here. - Thanks.

- Here we go!

House specialty. - Thanks, Kim.

- Sure. - Yeah, that barbie doll

trick was pretty gross.

- What Barbie doll? (doorbell rings)

- Holy cow, the pizza.

I almost forgot.

I'll go get some bucks. - We'll get the door.

- [ Kim] Hey, let's go ask Jana,

before it gets too late. - Okay.

- What's the damage? - Six, so far.

- Six, even.

- Hi, Coach Jana?

This is Kimberley Clark.

Jackie and I just wanted to ask you a question.

- What's up?

- Did you happen to catch last night's ballgame?

- [Coach Jana] Yeah, sure did, it was a rout.

- We're trying to figure out where the six runs came from.

- Well, let's see, you've got Cey's homer, obviously.

- Yeah, you got Cey. - How much?

- Four. - Okay, here's one.

I'll take all this, you pay with the 10.

- Okay. - Okay?

Pizza!

(gasps)

(dramatic music)

- Oh shit. (Trish screams)

(all screaming)

- Kimberly, is this some kind of a joke?

(dial tone ringing) Hello?

- We've gotta call anything, anybody,

Hello? - Can I help you.

- Thank, God.

There's been a murder. - Would you like

the police department? - We're all alone.

Please, please send help.

- Where's Diane? - Please send the police.

We're at 3664.

(wire snaps)

Hello?

Hello?

(dramatic music) The line is dead!

The line is dead.

- Well, I don't know, coach.

My little sister did hear some screaming,

but it seems perfectly quiet now.

- [coach Jana) Do you think you can go over there

and take a look?

- Well, if you want me to, I guess.

But frankly, I'd rather not.

- Oh, never mind, it's a bad idea.

You shouldn't go out of the house.

Maybe I'll go over there by myself.

- [Courtney] I bet they're having a blast over there.

- Well, let me know if there's anything I can do.

Okay?

Okay, take care.

Buh-bye.

- I'll go, I'd love to go.

- You just want them to see you

with your hair up like that.

You can't go, it's out of the question, alright?

Courtney.

I'll tell mom.

- I think we should turn off

a lot of the lights, close the curtains

that aren't already closed,

and make sure all the doors are locked.

- Okay, it's a beginning.

Let's go.

(ominous music)

- [ Neil] Jeff, we gotta do something to help the girls.

- Okay, what can we do?

- Maybe we should make a run for it.

Valerie Bates lives next door.

- What if we don't make it?

- Maybe we should split up.

One of us'll make it,

even if the other one doesn't.

(dramatic music)

- Here, this is a good one.

I almost took my finger off chopping carrots yesterday.

- Now I wish I hadn't dropped out of Cub Scouts.

Maybe I would have learned what to do with it.

- Jeff, you think this is a good idea?

Maybe if we all just stuck together now.

- It's the right thing to do.

I know it.

- Are you guys set?

- You have to go through the garage,

then Mr. Contant's house is right there.

- And you know he's home?

- Yeah.

If there's anything I know, it's that.

You ready?

Ready?

- Ready!

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(creaking)

(Jeff screams)

(drill whirring)

(drill clattering

(screams)

(phone ringing)

- [Woman On TV] Hello?

- Hi, is Michelle there?

(upbeat rock music)

(crickets chirping)

- [Woman On TV] Hello?

(ominous music on TV)

Anybody?

- Valerie, anybody home? (knocking on door)

(ominous music on TV)

(floor creaking on TV)

- [Woman On TV] Oh, Candy, you scared me!

- You know what I told you today in school?

What Val told me about, you know, the French kissing?

With the tongue and everything like that?

- Valerie, open up, come on! (pounding on door)

(ominous music on TV)

- Hey, Candy, come on. - Open the door!

Open up, please!

- [Woman On TV] Hey, you're freaking me out.

(dramatic music on TV) (woman screaming)

- (whimpering) Oh God ! (pounding on door)

Oh, God, please open up! (keys jangling)

(dramatic music on TV)

Oh, God, Valerie!

Open up, please!

(pounding on door) (keys jangling)

Oh, God!

Please, Valerie!

(pounding on door)

(dramatic music on TV)

(Jeff gasps) (Russ grunts)

(dramatic music on TV)

(Jeff grunting)

(dramatic music on TV) (woman screaming)

(Jeff grunts) (knife clinks)

(women screaming on TV) (knife hacking flesh)

(Jeff screams) (flesh squelching)

(woman screaming on TV)

- He started kissing me,

and he stuck his tongue in my mouth.

I could have died.

I thought I was gonna throw up or something.

No, I didn't throw up, I just felt like it.

It was so gross.

It was all slimy and everything.

Oh, I just wanted to die.

(keys jangling)

(ominous music)

(garage door creaking)

(body scraping)

(knife clacks)

(garage door creaking)

(Russ grunts)

- [ Russ] One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Four, shit!

(ominous music)

- How long are we gonna have to stay like this?

My arms are getting tired.

- Until help comes.

- If it comes.

- You know what?

I'm hungry.

- Me too.

- And what are we gonna do with him?

- Maybe we should cover him up.

He's dead, alright.

- No kidding.

- He's so cold.

- Is the pizza?

- Oh.

- Well, life goes on after all,

and eating makes me feel best.

And I feel bad.

Boy, do I feel bad.

- Uh. - Ew.

- I feel better already.

Really, I do.

(whimpering)

- What? - Shh, did you hear that?

(ominous music)

(rustling)

(whimpering)

(keys jangling)

- [ Kim] What if it's Neil?

- Or Jeff?

- We'd better open the door. - No!

(rustling)

(keys jangling)

(whimpering)

- No!

(drill whirring) Please! (screams)

(drill clattering)

(Kim screams)

(Jackie screams)

- [ Kim] Come on!

(dramatic music)

- Courtney?

Telephone!

Courtney?

Courtney?

(dog barking)

Damn.

(crickets chirping)

(footsteps tapping)

Trish?

(doorbell ringing)

(ominous music)

- We have to let her in.

It's help, they can't get in.

- [ Kim] Jackie, wait, Jackie!

The knives!

Come on!

(lock clacks)

(drill whirring)

(drill whooshes)

(Kim screams)

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

(Valerie gasps) - Sorry, I didn't mean

to scare you this time.

- Courtney, I've been looking everywhere for you.

- Let's go home.

As far as I can see, nothing much

is happening around here at all.

- I don't know.

Seems pretty weird to me.

I mean, why don't they answer the door?

And why is the house so dark?

- Maybe they're just not home.

- Look, you stay here.

I'm going around to the front just one more time, okay?

(lightning booming)

(ominous music)

(door creaks)

Trish?

Diane?

Hello?

Trish?

Kim?

- Trish, I know that's Valerie.

We have to answer.

- [Valerie] Hello?

- You remember what happened last time?

We should stay right here.

If she's here with help, they'll find us.

- Trish? - Yeah, and if she's alone

maybe that guy'll find her.

- Maybe they're friends.

(dramatic music)

- [Valerie] Courtney?

- I don't hear Valerie anymore.

- Well, she didn't bring help, we know that much.

(lightning booming)

- Either she's dead, too,

or do you think she's in with that guy?

I can't believe that.

Kind of an extreme reaction

to not being invited to the party, wouldn't you say?

- When she called down before, when Jackie.

I don't know what to think.

- God, that was so horrible, what happened to her.

I can't stop thinking about it.

- [Valerie] Well, maybe we shouldn't talk about it.

- [ Kim] Oh God!

Maybe Diane went to get help.

If we ever get through. (floor creaking)

(dramatic music)

(screams)

(drill whirring)

(vase shatters)

(mirror shatters)

(drill whirring)

(bad whacks against head)

- Oh, my God ! - Quick, quick!

(Valerie grunts)

(Russ groans)

- Hurry. - Come on.

Get the door, give me a hand.

(screaming)

(flesh squelching)

(lightning booming)

- Courtney?

(keys jangling)

(ominous music)

Courtney?

Courtney?

(shrieks)

Courtney!

- What happened, what's wrong?

- Come on, there's no one here.

Let's lock up the house and go home.

(suspenseful music)

(keys jangling)

(plastic crinkling)

- Boy, was this a wash.

- Yeah, the party must have gone some place else.

- Well, I think we oughta get something out of this.

Let's raid the fridge.

- Come on, I wanna get out of here.

I don't know what it is, but something

about this house gives me the creeps.

- Spoilsport, I never have any fun.

Just one little beer?

- Courtney, you're underage.

Negative, let's go.

Courtney, come on!

Courtney.

(dramatic music)

(screams)

(clock chimes)

- What's wrong?

(screams)

(keys jangling)

Courtney, run!

(suspenseful music)

(body clattering down stairs)

(lightning booming)

(lightning booming)

(lightning booming)

(knocking on door)

- Trish?

Diane?

Anybody home?

It's me, Ms. Jana.

Kim?

Jackie, anybody home?

It's Coach Jana.

Hey girls, Thomas singled in the sixth.

(lightning booming)

(dramatic music)

(screams)

(drill whirring)

(dramatic music)

(drill bit clinks)

(tool clacks)

(saw whirring)

(Valerie yelps)

- Shit!

(drill whirring)

(metal clinking)

(grunts)

(poker whacks against body) ( Russ groans)

(dramatic music)

(knife hacks into flesh) (Russ screams)

(lightning booming)

- Trish!

(Trish groaning)

(Russ screaming)

(drill whirring)

(Coach Jana gasping) (women screaming)

(dramatic music)

(lightning booming)

(Trish gasping)

- You're pretty.

All of you were very pretty.

- [Trish] (gasping) Please don't do this.

- I love you.

- Please, I didn't hurt you.

(whimpering) Please don't do this.

- It takes a lot of love for a person to do this.

(lightning booming)

- [Trish] What?

- You know you want it!

You love it.

Yes.

- Why?

I don't even know you.

(footsteps tapping)

(dramatic music)

(lamp shatters)

(lightning booming)

(machete clinks)

(screaming)

(machete whacking against body)

(screaming)

- I'll kill you.

I'll kill you.

(Valerie screams) I'll kill you !

(machete whooshes) (Russ screams)

(blood spurts)

(thunder rumbling)

(dramatic music)

(water bubbling)

(Valerie cries)

(water bubbling)

- I love you, Val.

(Russ screams) (Val and Courtney shriek)

(lightning booming)

(Russ grunts) (Valerie gasps)

Val!

- Kill ya, you son. (Courtney gasping)

(Russ grunts)

(hand whacks against face)

(Russ screams)

(hand whacks against face) (Valerie gasps)

(Trish screams)

(lightning booming)

(Russ screams)

(machete hacking through flesh)

(blood spurting)

(screaming)

(Russ gasping)

(dramatic music)

(sobbing)

(sobbing)

(sirens wailing)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)