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MAYBE I'M NOT BEING CLEAR ENOUGH.

MAYBE I NEED TO BE HONEST WITH YOU

AND TELL YOU WHAT I WANT.

Woman: WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?

I WANT YOUR SOUL TO OPEN UP FOR ME.

Man: FRUSTRATION OR UNHAPPINESS

ARE CAUSED BY THE UNREALIZED POTENTIAL IN A PERSON.

SERENIC HEDONISM SUPPORTED IMMEDIATE GRATIFICATION.

EVEN FLEETING DESIRES WERE ENCOURAGED

REGARDLESS OF THE PAIN OR EXPENSE TO OTHERS.

Student: CAN I BUM A CIGARETTE?

YEAH.

Student: I DON'T SEE YOU AT ANY OF THE OTHER PHILOSOPHY LECTURES.

ETHICS FULFILLS ONE OF MY REQUIREMENTS. I'M ACTUALLY A FILM MAJOR.

ARE YOU THE REAL DEAL OR SOMEONE WHO THINKS HE'S THE NEXT SCORSESE

BECAUSE HE SPENT HIS FRIDAY NIGHTS AT THE MULTIPLEX

- INSTEAD OF GETTING LAID? - [ chuckles ]

I'M DEFINITELY NOT THE NEXT SCORSESE.

AND I WASN'T GETTING LAID ON FRIDAY NIGHTS

FOR REASONS FAR MORE HUMILIATING THAN BEING AT THE MOVIES.

- QUAID. - STEPHEN GRACE.

- HEY. - HEY.

- HEY, GIRL. - [ caws ]

- [ register keys beeping ] - [ quiet conversation ]

Quaid: THE PHILOSOPHY MAJOR HERE IS SHIT ANYWAYS.

WHAT WE SHOULD BE DOING IS FLIRTING WITH THE SUBJECT

OF ANY WORTHWHILE PHILOSOPHY--

YOU KNOW, THE THINGS WE DON'T UNDERSTAND,

THE THINGS WE FEAR.

'CAUSE IF WE DON'T, THEN WE RISK--

WHAT'S IT MATTER?

WE RISK WHAT?

IF YOU DON'T GO OUT AND FIND THE BEAST,

SOONER OR LATER THE BEAST WILL COME AND FIND YOU.

WELL, I REALLY DON'T THINK I HAVE FEARS THAT JUSTIFY

- A TWO-HOUR LECTURE. - NO?

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT'S EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?

MY BROTHER-- MY OLDER BROTHER,

HE-- HE DIED WHEN I WAS 15.

HOW DID HE-- HOW DID HE DIE?

A CAR ACCIDENT.

UH, HE WAS DRUNK.

LOSING AN OLDER SIBLING MUST HAVE GIVEN YOUR LIFE A SENSE OF FRAILTY.

COME ON.

NO FEAR OF YOUR OWN MORTALITY?

NO, IT'S NOT FEAR.

IT WAS ANGER AND IT WAS SADNESS,

BUT NOT FEAR. FEAR WOULD'VE BEEN

SELFISH.

I'M TELLING YOU,

UM, I LEAD A PRETTY DULL LIFE.

FEAR DOESN'T CROSS MY PATH VERY OFTEN.

OKAY, I'LL DROP IT.

THANK YOU.

- [ watch beeps ] - OH.

THAT'S ME MISSING MY TRAIN.

THAT'S LIKE THE 10th TIME THAT ALARM'S GONE OFF SINCE I'VE MET YOU.

I'M JUST BEING PRACTICAL.

MAYBE YOU'RE AFRAID TO LIVE.

[ woman's voice murmuring ]

HEY, WAKE UP, HONEY. WE'RE HOME.

YOU TIRED, BABY?

WHAT STORYBOOK DO YOU WANT TONIGHT?

CAN I HELP YOU?

I WAS IN AN ACCIDENT.

I NEED TO USE YOUR PHONE.

I'M SORRY. MY PHONE'S NOT WORKING.

YOU'LL HAVE TO GO SOMEWHERE ELSE.

SARAH! SARAH, GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!

[ Sarah screams ]

OH, PLEASE!

[ screams ]

[ killer panting ]

[ gasps ]

[ axe head scrapes, thudding ]

[ softly ] MAMA.

THIS IS YOUR MOTHER...

YOUR FATHER.

[ students chattering ]

- HEY. - HEY.

I DIDN'T SLEEP WELL.

CALCULUS OR ETHICS?

UH, I WENT OUT.

YOU DON'T GO OUT WHEN I ASK.

I DIDN'T PLAN IT.

IT JUST-- JUST KIND OF HAPPENED.

STEPHEN?

THERE'S A POLICE OFFICER HERE.

HE ASKED ME IF I KNEW WHERE YOU WERE LAST NIGHT.

- [ mimics gunshot ] - [ chuckles ]

SO MUCH FOR THE GOLDEN FUTURE, SON.

THAT'S FUNNY.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

I WANT YOU TO COME BY MY PLACE TONIGHT.

- IS THAT EVERYTHING? - Man: YEAH.

- FOR WHAT? - I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING.

A PROPOSITION.

WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME NOW?

I CAN'T. I'VE GOT TO GO.

COME AFTER WORK.

64 PILGRIM STREET.

[ marker scratches ]

Man: THANKS.

NICE TO MEET YOU.

COOL BIRTHMARK, BY THE WAY.

[ "Into You" by A Whisper in the Noise playing faintly ]

[ creaks ]

[ music volume increases ]

THAT'S IT FOR TONIGHT.

[ music clicks off ]

IT'S GOOD.

THE PAINTING, IT'S A HOBBY.

- YOU HAVE ANY OTHERS? - NO.

I TRASH 'EM WHEN I'M DONE.

CAN'T STAND ALL THESE EYES STARING AT ME.

LET ME CHANGE.

[ water flowing ]

SO, UH-- SO I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING.

YOU'VE HEARD OF KINSEY, RIGHT?

YEAH.

THE GUY WHO DID THE SEX STUDIES?

YEAH. WHAT IF WE DID A FEAR STUDY--

COMPILE A SURVEY ON PEOPLE'S FEARS AND WHAT CAUSES THEM?

YOU HAVE ACCESS TO EQUIPMENT

THROUGH THE FILM PROGRAM, RIGHT?

AND YOU NEED A PROJECT FOR YOUR THESIS.

YEAH.

CALL IT AN EXPERIMENT IN CATHARSIS.

TO LIVE ANOTHER'S DREAD VICARIOUSLY,

THAT'S THE SAFEST WAY TO TOUCH THE BEAST.

YEAH, SEE, I--

I DON'T THINK I REALLY WANT TO TOUCH THE BEAST

THAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

OH, WELL, THEN LET'S JUST DO IT

BECAUSE IT WOULD BE FUCKING FUN

TO DO SOMETHING WORTHWHILE.

WELL, SINCE YOU PUT IT THAT WAY...

YEAH, THAT SUMMER MY BROTHER DIED,

UH, HE BOUGHT THIS OLD BEATER OF A CAR.

IT WAS REALLY COOL, THOUGH.

IT WAS A 1965 EYESHADOW-BLUE MUSTANG.

WE DROVE AROUND ALL SUMMER IN THAT THING.

I DIDN'T WANT TO ADMIT IT THAT NIGHT,

BUT YOU WERE RIGHT.

WHEN MY BROTHER DIED,

THE FIRST THOUGHT THAT CAME TO MIND

WAS THAT I COULD'VE EASILY BEEN IN THE CAR WITH HIM...

THAT AT 15, I COULD'VE DIED.

SO YOU'RE IN.

YEAH.

I'M IN.

GOOD.

- WELL, LET'S CELEBRATE. - [ rock music playing ]

- HEY, THIS IS SAMANTHA. - HI.

- AND THIS IS ZOOEY, RIGHT? - YEAH.

THAT'S A REALLY COOL NAME.

- HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE FILM "KILLING ZOE"? - WHAT?

I SAID, "I LIKE YOUR NAME."

[ woman moaning ]

[ continues moaning ]

YOU SHIT.

DON'T WE USE COMPUTERS FOR THAT NOW?

DON'T YOU KNOW ONLY PRICKS AND TERRORISTS

WEAR SUNGLASSES INDOORS?

SO I NEED AN, UH, EDITOR

FOR MY THESIS.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT PARTNERING?

WHAT WOULD BE THE TOPIC?

DREAD.

WE'RE GOING TO CHASE THE BEAST,

DISCOVER THE ORIGINS OF PEOPLE'S DEEPEST FEARS.

REVEAL THE DARK BEHIND THE DOOR?

OKAY, I'M IN.

♪ I CAN

♪ TELL IT'S

♪ SUMMER

♪ FROM THE

♪ SIZE OF

♪ THE BUGS THAT FLY

♪ THROUGH THE WINDOW

♪ FLYIN' THROUGH MY WINDOW ♪

♪ RUSTED WHEEL

♪ LAYING THERE STILL.

HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU HAD YOUR FIRST NIGHTMARE?

THE FIRST NIGHTMARE I REALLY REMEMBER...

I HATE MOISTURE.

THE WORST IS WHEN YOU SPILL A DRINK

AND YOUR NAPKIN GETS ALL WET LIKE A FLESHY MASS.

- HAVE YOU EVER BEEN MUGGED? - DO YOU BELIEVE IN THE DEVIL?

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN HARMED BY A FAMILY MEMBER?

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A PERSON DIE?

WHAT'S YOUR STRONGEST MEMORY OF FEELING FEAR?

AT FIRST, IT STARTED LIKE A FUNGUS...

I DON'T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING.

...BUT THEN THERE WAS THIS DISCHARGE.

GOD IS MAN AND MAN THINKS HE'S GOD.

Woman: WHEN MY BABY SISTER WAS BORN,

MY MOTHER'S VAGINA RIPPED LIKE THREE INCHES.

THEY HAD TO SEW HER UP WITH FRIGGIN' TWINE.

I WAS 10. ON THAT DAY,

I VOWED TO NEVER HAVE KIDS.

COULD WE STOP?

IT TURNED OUT THERE WAS A WORM

THAT HAD CRAWLED UP THERE

WHEN I WAS SWIMMING IN THE LAKE

BY MY GRANDPARENTS' HOUSE

AND MY PUBES, THEY STARTED TO GROW THIS CHEESE.

[ watch beeps ]

I THINK WE HAVE EVERYTHING WE NEED.

YOU KNOW WE'VE HAD FIVE CLASSES TOGETHER--

FIVE--

AND THIS IS THE FIRST MEAL WE'VE EVER SHARED.

WELL, THAT'S NOT REALLY A MEAL.

THAT'S MORE LIKE A BOTANICAL GARDEN.

I'M SORRY IF I OFFEND YOU WITH MY ROUGHAGE,

MR. TRIPLE BYPASS.

MMM. MMN, IT'S SO GOOD.

I JUST DON'T LIKE MEAT.

- [ mumbles ] - HMM?

- YOUR BURGER-- MMM-- - HMM?

--MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT.

GROSS. WELL, THAT'S LOVELY.

- MMM. - FIRST MEAL.

TWO YEARS.

AND TO BE HONEST, YOU'RE PROBABLY, UM,

ONE OF THE PEOPLE I TALK TO THE MOST.

WOW. YOU'RE SUCH A LOSER.

WHAT'S UP?

IT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH.

- IT'S A START. - "I'M SCARED OF SPIDERS"?

"I'M SCARED OF CLOWNS"? "I'M SCARED OF MICKEY FUCKING MOUSE"?

- WHO CARES? - RELAX.

[ watch beeps ]

DO YOU SET THAT THING TO TELL YOU WHEN TO TAKE A SHIT?

[ chortles ]

GIVE ME THE FUCKING THING.

UH, NO.

GIVE ME THE FUCKIN' WATCH, STEPHEN.

- I'M NOT-- - GIVE ME THE WATCH.

- [ clamoring ] - GUYS GUYS. YOU TWO, COME ON.

- [ clatters ] - [ crunches ]

YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.

- YEAH? - STOP!

INTERVIEW ME.

WHAT?

I WANT TO SIT.

I GREW UP IN A SMALL TOWN IN UPSTATE NEW YORK.

MY MOM WORKED AT THE LOCAL SUPERMARKET.

AND MY DAD--

MY DAD WORKED AT THE-- AT A MEAT-PACKING PLANT

ABOUT 20 MILES OUTSIDE OF TOWN.

HE'D SLAUGHTER CATTLE THERE

AND SUPPLY OUR MARKETS

WITH CORN-FED ORGANIC BEEF.

AND HE'D WORK LATE.

BY THE TIME HE'D GET HOME,

MY MOM WOULD ALWAYS BE ASLEEP.

I'D LAY THERE ON MY PILLOW

AND...

LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF HIS BOOTS

WALK TO MY BEDROOM DOOR.

I DON'T KNOW IF MY...

MOTHER JUST PRETENDED NOT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON

OR IF SHE WAS JUST TOO WEAK--

YOU DON'T-- YOU DON'T NEED TO DO THIS.

--BUT, UM,

WHAT I REMEMBER MOST ABOUT IT

WAS THE WAY--

THE WAY HIS FLESH SMELLED

WHEN HE'D COME HOME FROM WORK-- THIS...

HEAVY METALLIC SMELL

THAT WOULD FOLLOW HIM HOME FROM THE PLANT,

LIKE...

WARM BLOOD ON THE GRASS...

COLD FAT IN THE FREEZERS.

UM...

I CAN HARDLY STAND TO LOOK AT A PIECE OF MEAT NOW...

LET ALONE THINK ABOUT EATING IT.

[ clears throat ]

LOOKS LIKE I'LL BE TAKING IRON SUPPLEMENTS

FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, HUH?

THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT--

SOME FUCKIN' HONEST-TO-GOD TRAUMA.

[ scoffs ]

Yeah.

I showed you mine, now you show me yours.

COME ON, QUAID, HOW'D YOUR PARENTS FUCK YOU UP?

Um, stop.

HEY, UM, I'M GONNA STAY THE NIGHT.

I'VE ALREADY MISSED THE LAST TRAIN.

[ dull thud ]

[ dull thud ]

[ door creaks ]

[ dull thud ]

[ dull thud ]

[ door creaks ]

[ giggles ]

[ squelching thud ]

[ gasps ]

WAKE UP! STEPHEN, HE'S IN THE HOUSE!

[ screaming ]

QUAID. QUAID, WHAT IS IT?

YOU OKAY?

HEY, WHAT IS IT?

JUST A DREAM.

THAT DIDN'T SOUND LIKE JUST A DREAM.

NO, THERE'S NOTHING. JUST...

GO BACK TO BED.

NO.

YOU PRACTICALLY KNOW MY WHOLE LIFE STORY,

BUT WHEN IT COMES TO YOU, I DON'T KNOW MUCH AT ALL.

MY PARENTS WERE KILLED

WHEN I WAS SIX YEARS OLD, STEPHEN.

THEY WERE MURDERED

RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES...

KILLED WITH THE AXE FROM MY FATHER'S TOOL SHED.

NEVER CAUGHT THE MAN THAT DID IT.

I DON'T KNOW HOW I GOT AWAY, BUT I DID.

I RAN...

AND I RAN...

AND...

I'VE NEVER REALLY STOPPED.

DON'T TELL ANYONE, STEPHEN.

PROMISE ME.

I PROMISE.

[ phone ringing faintly ]

- AHH. - [ clicks tongue ]

WELL, HELLO, CREEPY.

QUAID CAME IN LOOKING FOR YOU YESTERDAY.

YEAH? WHAT'D HE WANT?

DON'T KNOW.

HE ASKED ME IF I'D MODEL FOR HIM.

[ snorts ]

WHAT'D YOU SAY?

- I SAID, "FUCK NO!" - [ both laugh ]

POLITELY, OF COURSE.

BUT FOR A WHILE, I THOUGHT HE MIGHT ACTUALLY CONVINCE ME.

- Student: CAN I PAY FOR THIS? - YEAH, SORRY.

[ register beeping ]

- HEY. - WHAT'S THIS?

IT'S THERAPY.

[ footsteps ]

1200 BUCKS ON CRAIGSLIST.

WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS?

YOU KNOW WHY I GOT IT.

IT'S FOR YOU.

FIND THE BEAST. DRIVE IT WHEN YOU'RE READY,

NOT A MOMENT SOONER.

COME ON. I THINK WE GOT A GOOD ONE TODAY.

JOSHUA, WHAT IS YOUR STRONGEST MEMORY

OF FEELING FEAR?

WHEN I WAS SIX YEARS OLD, I WAS HIT BY A CAR.

AND THE CONCUSSION

LEFT ME DEAF FOR THREE YEARS.

SO I WENT FROM BEING A NORMAL KID

TO BEING COMPLETELY CUT OFF FROM THE WORLD.

WHEN IT GOT REALLY BAD, I HAD A PRAYER.

MY MOM TAUGHT IT TO ME.

IT'S, UH,

"GENTLE JESUS,"

SOMETHING, UH,

"look upon this little child"--

it was-- it was that sort of thing.

I can't remember it anymore.

I haven't needed it in a while.

THEN ONE DAY MY HEARING CAME BACK.

I MEAN...

STILL, I HEAR ANY...

VOLUME OF SOUND AND...

THE RINGING COMES BACK IN ME.

EVEN...

TALKING ABOUT IT,

YOU KNOW, IT BRINGS BACK

A FEELING OF...

DREAD.

I MEAN, I SUPPOSE THAT IS THE WORST PART OF IT ALL--

YOU LIVE WITH THE NOTION

THAT THE THING THAT CAUSES YOU THE MOST TERROR

COULD COME BACK AT ANY TIME.

♪ We all recognize

♪ That I'm

♪ The problem here

♪ We all recognize

♪ That I'm

♪ The problem here

♪ Impossible to know

♪ Or so it seems

♪ What I'm supposed to do ♪

♪ With you

♪ On anything

♪ I know that playing this time ♪

♪ Is going

♪ To fall on me

♪ 'Cause we all recognize ♪

♪ That I'm

♪ The problem here.

HEY, WILL YOU SIT FOR ME TOMORROW?

SAME PRICE AS USUAL.

I CAN'T. I HAVE PLANS.

JUST ASK ONE OF THE OTHER GIRLS.

♪ But now times have changed ♪

♪ And I wasn't paying attention ♪

♪ So fuck you and your mass-media toys ♪

♪ That make being alive seem like a chore ♪

♪ I don't know how much of this ♪

♪ I can handle

♪ Excuse me, is my rant taking too long? ♪

[ music fades ]

[ yells ]

Young Quaid: MAMA.

Axe man: THIS IS YOUR MOTHER.

YOUR MOTHER.

[ mother screams ]

[ scream ]

[ music resumes ]

Cheryl: SO, UM, I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU.

- A GIFT? - A NECESSITY.

OH, AWESOME!

IT'S VIRTUALLY INDESTRUCTIBLE--

AT LEAST, SHATTER RESISTANT

AND POSSIBLY WATERPROOF.

THANK YOU, CHERYL.

SO I WAS THINKING

THAT IF YOU EVER WANTED ME

TO INTERVIEW FOR THE FEAR STUDY, I COULD.

YEAH?

OKAY.

I'LL TALK TO THE GUYS AND WE COULD SET SOMETHING UP.

OH, I WAS KIND OF HOPING

YOU WOULD JUST DO IT.

I'D FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE.

SURE.

I CAN COME BY TONIGHT AFTER CLASS.

GREAT.

Stephen: IS THIS YOUR FAMILY?

YEAH. MY MOM AND MY TWO OLDER SISTERS.

THEY'RE PRETTY, HUH?

YEAH, THEY'RE PRETTY

JUST LIKE THEIR SISTER.

SHALL WE GET STARTED?

[ giggles ]

I CAN VIVIDLY REMEMBER MY FIRST DAY AT KINDERGARTEN.

I WAS WEARING A LIGHT BLUE DRESS.

I WAS THERE NO MORE THAN 10 MINUTES

BEFORE SOME BOY ASKED ME WHAT WAS WRONG WITH MY FACE.

THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME I REALIZED

I HAD SOMETHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.

YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.

STEPHEN,

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IMPARTIAL, REMEMBER?

[ softly ] YEAH.

LISTEN, I COULD HAVE A LOT WORSE

THAN A BIRTHMARK COVERING MY BODY...

BUT IT'S KIND OF HARD TO SWALLOW WHENEVER

I HAVE TO LOOK IN THE MIRROR TO FIX MY HAIR...

OR WHEN I LOOK AT MY SISTERS.

WHAT THAT BOY ASKED ME WHEN I WAS FIVE YEARS OLD

IS WHAT PEOPLE WANT TO ASK ME EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE.

EVERY TIME I HAVE TO MEET SOMEONE FOR THE FIRST TIME,

I'LL ALWAYS BE THAT FIVE-YEAR-OLD GIRL AGAIN.

I'M SO SORRY YOU HAVE TO GO THROUGH THAT, ABBY.

CAN I SHOW YOU SOMETHING,

SOMETHING THAT IT TAKES A LOT FOR ME TO DO,

SOMETHING THAT I DON'T SHOW MANY PEOPLE?

ABBY.

ABBY...

- I CAN'T. - WHY?

MY HEART IS SOMEWHERE ELSE RIGHT NOW.

[ scoffs ]

WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

[ softly ] ABBY.

JUST GO.

- ABBY-- - PLEASE JUST GO.

[ door opens, closes ]

WILL YOU JUST GO PICK UP THE CAMERA?

YOU DON'T NEED TO TALK TO HER.

[ laughs ]

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST FUCK HER?

BECAUSE I DON'T FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT HER.

OH, YOU'RE AFRAID CHERYL WILL FIND OUT.

THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.

OH, SO I CAN SHOW HER THE TAPE.

HUH?

CAN YOU JUST CUT ME A BREAK?

LOOK...

CHERYL CARRIES A LOT OF BAGGAGE

AND I, UH-- I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU GET HURT.

NOT TO MENTION, I DON'T LIKE YOU PISSING IN THE WELL.

QUAID, IT'S A SCHOOL PROJECT, OKAY?

IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE CURING CANCER.

IS THAT ALL THIS IS TO YOU, STEPHEN, A SCHOOL PROJECT?

YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

[ laughs ]

- WE'RE FRIENDS, RIGHT? - RIGHT.

RIGHT. SO OF COURSE I'M GOING TO HELP YOU.

I'LL GET THE CAMERA. I'LL TOSS THE TAPE

AFTER I'VE WATCHED IT.

THANK YOU.

ANYTHING ELSE?

YEAH.

I'M TAKING THE CAR TOMORROW.

GOOD FOR YOU.

LOOK, I KNOW YOU THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE

SOME GREAT CATHARTIC CHALLENGE FOR ME,

BUT IT IS JUST A CAR, QUAID.

YEAH, I KNOW...

IT'S JUST A CAR...

WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO GET INTO A GIRL'S PANTS.

SHUT THE FUCK UP. [ laughs ]

[ both chuckle ]

[ keys jingle ]

[ engine starts, revs ]

DO YOU WANT THE TAPE?

NO.

- YOU ARE SEXY, YOU KNOW. - NO, I'M NOT.

WHY?

SEXY IS ALL KINDS OF THINGS.

IT'S, UH--

IT'S SHORT DRESS AND HIGH HEELS.

IT'S MORNING BREATH AND MESSY HAIR.

IT'S COVERED IN DIRT

FROM CLEANING OUT THE GARAGE ALL DAY.

IT'S, UH--

IT'S A WINTER COAT

THAT HIDES EVERYTHING BUT THIS.

SEXY IS UNIQUE.

SO...

YOU WANT TO STOP FEELING SORRY FOR YOURSELF?

[ club music playing ]

WILL YOU PAINT ME? WILL YOU PAINT ME NORMAL?

♪ I'D PULL MY WEIGHT

♪ IF IT MADE ANY DIFFERENCE... ♪

HEY!

♪ HE GAVE HIS LIFE

♪ FOR THE NINE MILLION OTHERS ♪

♪ AND ON HIS GRAVE'S

♪ WRITTEN "HERE LIES JOSEPH ♪

♪ HIS COUNTRY'S GUN AND INNOCENT SOLDIER"... ♪

[ moans ]

♪ FIGHT YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS ONE ♪

♪ FIGHT YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS ONE... ♪

GO DOWN ON ME. PLEASE?

♪ FIGHT YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS ONE ♪

♪ HE GREW A BLOOD-RED VISION ♪

♪ FOR ALL THEIR GOOD INTENTIONS. ♪

[ gasps, cries out ]

[ pants ]

WHAT'S WRONG? DID YOU HAVE A NIGHTMARE?

Stephen: WHAT IS YOUR STRONGEST MEMORY OF FEELING FEAR?

MY LIFE IS A LABYRINTH.

A MAP OF ITS COMPLEXITY IS ETCHED ON MY FACE

IN A THOUSAND TINY EXPRESSIONS.

- Waking up at night. - THANK YOU.

WHAT'S YOUR STRONGEST MEMORY?

Quaid: THERE IS AN ANSWER IN WHAT WE'RE DOING,

A REMEDY

THAT NO FUCKIN' MEDICATION

OR QUACK THERAPY COULD EVER COMPETE WITH.

[ voices speaking softly on computer ]

BUT SOMETIMES I GET DISCOURAGED.

MAYBE I'M NOT BEING CLEAR ENOUGH.

MAYBE I NEED TO BE HONEST WITH YOU

AND TELL YOU WHAT I WANT.

Cheryl: WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?

I WANT YOUR SOUL TO OPEN UP FOR ME...

[ chuckles ]

...SPREAD EAGLED LIKE A SPLIT BEAVER

SO THAT I CAN GAZE INTO ITS SECRETS.

[ chuckles ]

[ door opens ]

Stephen: LAST ONE. I GOT SOME BEER AND CHIPS.

BUT WE REALLY GOT TO CRAM TONIGHT IF WE WANT TO GET EVERYTHING DONE.

Cheryl: HOW MANY DID YOU GET?

A SIX-PACK.

YOU CAN'T REALLY HAVE ONE. THEY'RE ALL SIX FOR ME.

COME ON, GIVE ME A BEER.

I'LL BE DOWNSTAIRS. I'M GONNA GO SET UP.

Woman: I WAS CONFINED TO A HOUSE FOR THE BETTER PART OF 20 YEARS.

IT WAS MY MOTHER'S HOUSE.

I WAS PROFESSIONALLY DIAGNOSED

with agoraphobia.

SO YOU WOULD NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE.

HOW WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING, LIKE GET FOOD

or toilet paper?

Well, I was completely dependant on my mother.

and I developed a severe hatred for her.

SHE WAS THE CAUSE OF EVERYTHING HORRIBLE IN MY LIFE.

SHE WAS MY ONLY FRIEND.

SHE DIED WHEN I WAS 21.

HEART ATTACK.

I NEVER TOLD ANYONE. I DIDN'T CALL ANYONE.

I NEVER HAD. I COULDN'T.

ABOUT THREE WEEKS LATER,

THE NEIGHBORS NOTICED THE SMELL, I GUESS.

THEY CAME OVER AND CALLED AN AMBULANCE.

AFTER THAT, THEY CHECKED ON ME QUITE FREQUENTLY.

IT'S A GOOD THING THEY DID TOO,

BECAUSE THE DAY I TRIED TO COMMIT SUICIDE, THEY FOUND ME.

WOULD YOU MIND TALKING ABOUT THAT?

I CUT MY THROAT WITH A RAZOR.

I WAS DEAD FOR FIVE MINUTES.

BUT THAT'S WHY I'M HERE.

THREE YEARS AGO I COULD NOT STEP OUT OF MY HOUSE.

AND NOW THE WORLD IS AT MY FEET

AND IT'S BECAUSE WHEN I CAME BACK...

I CAME BACK COMPLETELY FEARLESS.

YOU'RE A FUCKING LIAR.

- Cheryl: Quaid. - Excuse me?

YOU DON'T COME IN HERE

AND LIE TO ME AND TELL ME YOU'RE FUCKING FEARLESS.

- IS THIS A JOKE? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? - QUAID, STOP.

- QUAID, WHAT THE FUCK? - GET OFF OF ME!

IT'S FAKE. IT'S FUCKING MAKEUP.

YOU ASSHOLE.

I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE GOOD FOR MY REEL.

THIS ISN'T REALITY TELEVISION. GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

- FUCK YOU! - FUCK YOU!

FUCK YOU!

Cheryl: HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND?

YOU CAN'T JUST ATTACK SOMEONE LIKE THAT.

I WAS RIGHT, WASN'T I?

WHO CARES?

WHAT'S IT TO US?

I DON'T FEEL LIKE GETTING ARRESTED FOR ASSAULT.

WHO CARES?

WHO CARES?

THIS IS JUST A SCHOOL PROJECT, RIGHT?

YEAH, EXACTLY.

- WHAT THE FUCK? - QUAID!

THIS WAS NEVER ABOUT A SCHOOL ASSIGNMENT!

I COULD GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR THESIS.

QUAID.

QUAID, PLEASE STOP.

NO! NO!

NO! NO!

- [ shouting ] - NO!

[ panting ]

CHERYL.

JUST LEAVE ME ALONE.

CHERYL, I...

[ panting ]

DID YOU EVER FUCK HER OR WHAT?

HUH?

WHAT DOES SHE SOUND LIKE WHEN SHE COMES?

THAT'S ENOUGH.

SHE'S A QUIET ONE I BET.

LETS IT BUILD UP IN HER CUNT.

WHAT YOU JUST DID...

SEE, YOU DON'T EVEN GIVE A SHIT.

IT'S A GOOD THING I DIDN'T TRY TO TAKE YOUR WATCH.

[ door slams ]

[ phone ringing ]

Hey, Cheryl, this is Stephen.

I'll pay for the damage to the equipment.

Just call me back.

[ people chatting ]

GOOD JOB, GRACE.

FUCKING B+.

KESSLER KICKED MY ASS.

WHAT DO YOU-- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

THE GRADES ARE UP FOR THE THESIS.

[ brakes squeaking ]

HEY, I'M SORRY.

I FUCKED UP.

I'M FUCKED UP, I KNOW.

WHY'D YOU TURN IN THE FILM?

I COULDN'T LET YOU FAIL.

HAD A BACKUP ON AN EXTERNAL.

IT WAS MISSING THE LAST INTERVIEW, OF COURSE.

I'LL GIVE YOU THE MONEY FOR THE EQUIPMENT.

I'LL PAY FOR EVERYTHING.

YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. YOU WILL.

I WILL.

NOW GET IN AND LET ME APOLOGIZE FOR BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE.

[ squeaking ]

STEPHEN, I WANT US TO, UH--

I WANT US TO FINISH OUR FEAR STUDY.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

IT'S FINISHED.

YOU TURNED IT IN.

NO, IT'S NOT ABOUT WHAT WE'VE ALREADY DONE.

IT'S ABOUT WHAT WE STILL NEED TO DO.

NOW I CAN DO THIS ALONE,

BUT, UH-- BUT I DON'T WANT TO.

QUAID, THE ASSIGNMENT'S DONE.

I'M DONE.

IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE IT, THEN CONTINUE IT.

THE STUDY WAS YOUR IDEA ANYWAY.

SO WHERE ARE WE GOING?

TO THE LIMITS.

OH, WOW. THIS IS SOME GREAT APOLOGY.

- PULL THE CAR OVER. - DRINK IT.

NO, I'M NOT DRINKING IT. PULL THE CAR OVER.

- [ engine revs ] - [ tire squeal ]

OKAY, WHAT IS THIS? SOME SICK GAME?

IT'S NOT A GAME, STEPHEN, OKAY?

IT'S LIFE, YOU KNOW? IT'S YOU FACING YOUR FEARS AND FUCKING LIVING.

HAVEN'T YOU EVER WONDERED WHAT IT WAS LIKE FOR YOUR BROTHER--

THOSE FINAL FEW MOMENTS BEFORE HE CRASHED HIS CAR,

BEFORE HE COMPLETELY LOST CONTROL?

NO, QUAID, I DON'T.

I AVOID HAVING TO THINK ABOUT THOSE MOMENTS

LIKE ANY RATIONAL PERSON WOULD.

WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?

GONNA DRIVE US INTO A BRICK WALL?

IS THAT GONNA TEACH ME SOME LIFE LESSON?

YOU NEVER KNOW, STEPHEN.

THERE COULD BE A SOLUTION

IN THOSE FINAL MOMENTS--

A RESOLUTION, A WAY OUT.

- A WAY OUT OF WHAT? - OF YOUR DREAD.

COME ON, LET IT TAKE YOU, STEPHEN.

- YOU CAN'T ALWAYS HAVE CONTROL. - YES, I CAN.

- NO YOU CAN'T. - PULL THE CAR OVER!

[ tires screech ]

[ gasping ]

[ dogs barking ]

HEY, STEPHEN MAN, COME ON.

HEY LOOK, I'M SORRY, OKAY?

I'M DRUNK.

PLEASE, COME ON. JUST GET IN AND DRIVE ME HOME.

FUCK OFF.

I NEED HELP, STEPHEN.

I NEED--

I NEED HELP.

SHIT.

[ keys rattling ]

[ dragging ]

[ door creaks ]

- Quaid: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? - [ gasps ]

I'M-- [ clears throat ]

I CAME TO...

TRY AND SALVAGE SOME OF THE HARD DRIVE.

DOWN HERE?

UM...

I WAS LOOKING FOR A LIGHT BULB AND...

[ chuckles ]

IF IT LOOKS LIKE MADNESS IT MUST BE, RIGHT?

IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE THINKING?

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M THINKING.

I'M GONNA GO.

ASK ME WHAT I WANT.

NO.

GO AHEAD.

ASK ME.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I WANT US TO TAKE OUR STUDY TO THE NEXT LEVEL.

[ buzzes ]

[ fly buzzing ]

[ students chatting ]

[ dialing ]

Hey, this is Cheryl. Leave me a message.

- [ beeps ] - HEY, CHERYL.

IT'S STEPHEN. UM...

HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN LIKE A WEEK.

LOOK, I PROMISE I'M NOT GONNA COMPLICATE YOUR LIFE.

I JUST WANT TO TALK. OKAY?

JUST CALL ME BACK.

BYE.

[ crickets chirping ]

[ printing ]

HEY.

HEY.

I'M GOING HOME FOR BREAK TOMORROW AND WE DIDN'T SAY GOODBYE.

AND I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE THINGS HOW WE LEFT THEM.

[ chatting, laughing ]

I'M STILL GOING AWAY TOMORROW.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

[ distorted voice talking ]

WHAT'S THIS?

[ voice continues ]

WHAT'S GOING ON?

THIS WEIRD VIDEO STARTED PLAYING ON THE CAMPUS CHANNEL.

THIS IS ON EVERY TV ACROSS CAMPUS RIGHT NOW.

My body is something to be ashamed of every day of my life.

What was wrong with my face?

What was wrong with my face?

What was wrong with my face?

[ gasps ]

- ABBY! - WATCH IT.

ABBY!

ABBY.

[ breathing heavily ]

[ knocking ]

YOU MADE IT.

- THANKS FOR COMING. - THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

WHEN I WAS REVIEWING YOUR TAPE,

I REALIZED THERE WERE A FEW MORE QUESTIONS WE SHOULD HAVE ASKED YOU.

YOUR INTERVIEW WAS SO COMPELLING.

I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ANY STONE UNTURNED.

ARE STEPHEN AND CHERYL NOT HERE?

NO, THEY COULDN'T MAKE IT. CAN I GET YOU A DRINK?

- YEAH. - JACK AND COKE?

SURE.

- YOU WANT ICE, RIGHT? - YEAH.

YOU HAVE A REALLY COOL COLLECTION.

I MEAN, YOU HAVE "NAUSEA" BY JEAN-PAUL SARTRE.

I'VE READ "NO EXIT,"

BUT I ALWAYS HEARD THIS WAS BETTER.

[ muffled rumbling ]

[ muffled ] GOOD, YOU'RE AWAKE.

I WAS GETTING TIRED OF WAITING.

[ groaning ]

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

[ shouting ] CAN YOU HEAR ME?

WHAT?

NO.

OH.

I THINK YOU CAN STILL HEAR ME.

PLEASE.

YOU'VE PROVED YOUR POINT. I'M SCARED.

I'M SCARED. PLEASE.

I WANT MY MOM.

NOW TAKE THIS FUCKING THING OFF MY HEAD, PLEASE.

WELL, YOU LOOK LIKE A GODDAMN FOOL.

A FUCKING SPACEMAN.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WAS THINKING.

[ groans ]

THANK YOU. SORRY.

OH FUCK, NO.

DON'T, PLEASE. I'M SORRY.

WHAT HAVE I DONE? WHAT HAVE I DONE?

I'M SORRY. DON'T SHOOT ME.

NO NO!

- NO! - [ gunshot ]

- [ high-pitched buzzing ] - OH FUCK!

- [ gunshot ] - [ screaming ]

[ inaudible ]

FUCK.

MOMMY!

MOMMY!

I WANT MOMMY!

[ screaming ]

MOMMY! MOMMY!

[ screaming ]

[ groaning ]

HEY, TAKE SOLACE IN THIS--

[ mumbling ]

YOU FACED THE BEAST.

THE BEAST WON.

[ phone ringing ]

HELLO?

Abby: Stephen.

ABBY.

WHERE ARE YOU?

Would you like me if I was pretty?

Perfect like my sisters?

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

ABBY...

TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE.

WHERE ARE YOU?

ABBY?

[ groans ]

[ whimpering ]

OH MY GOD!

CALL 911!

OH CHRIST!

OH SHIT. OH GOD. OH GOD.

ABBY! ABBY!

SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!

ABBY, ABBY, ABBY!

OH MY GOD. ABBY.

CALL A FUCKING AMBULANCE, SOMEBODY!

HELP ME!

Joshua: GENTLE JESUS,

MEEK AND MILD,

LOOK UPON THIS LITTLE CHILD.

PITY MY SIMPLICITY.

SUFFER ME TO COME TO THEE.

THAT WOULD MAKE IT ALL BETTER.

[ gunshot ]

WHAT'S JOHN DOE'S STORY?

STILL NO NEWS FROM THE OFFICER THAT DROPPED HIM OFF.

POOR KID SEEMS A BIT BROKEN.

HE HASN'T RESPONDED TO THE DOCTORS AT ALL.

[ silent ]

[ monitor beeping ]

[ sniffles ]

[ exhales ]

- [ beeps ] - ALL SET.

JOSHUA, WHAT IS YOUR STRONGEST MEMORY

OF FEELING FEAR?

[ thumping ]

[ rings ]

[ axe thumping ]

[ breathing heavily ]

QUAID!

QUAID!

- AH! - FACE THE BEAST!

- AH! - YOU DID THAT TO HER!

- AH! - COME ON OUT!

GET OUT HERE! I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY WITH THAT.

[ grunts ]

YOU WANT TO FACE THE BEAST?

Axe Man: THIS IS YOUR MOTHER.

- FACE ME! - AH!

Axe Man: YOUR FATHER.

[ panting ]

ABBY'S IN THE FUCKING EMERGENCY ROOM.

SHE'S IN THE FUCKING EMERGENCY ROOM, QUAID,

BECAUSE OF YOU.

GET THE FUCK OUT HERE NOW!

YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCKING SCARE ME, HUH?

THINK YOU CAN SCARE ME, STEPHEN, HUH?

TOSS THE AXE.

DOWN ON YOUR KNEES.

[ groans ]

HEY.

I'VE GOT SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU.

RESULTS FROM THIS SCHOOL PROJECT

OF OURS.

THEY'VE BEEN MUCH MORE REWARDING AS OF LATE.

[ beeps ]

IT'S BEEF. SLIGHTLY SALTED, WELL COOKED.

WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?

CHERYL.

- [ pounding ] - Help!

CHERYL! CHERYL!

- CHERYL! - SHE'S NOT HERE, STEPHEN.

- I'VE ALREADY LET HER GO. - I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.

I SWEAR SHE'S NOT HERE.

I JUST WANTED YOU TO SEE THE NEXT PHASE OF MY STUDY.

I'M BEGINNING TO GET THE RESULTS I NEED.

IT'S STARTING TO MAKE ME FEEL A LITTLE FUCKING BETTER.

YOU KNOW? MY NIGHTMARES HAVE STOPPED COLD.

I THINK SHE BELIEVED SHE COULD OUTWAIT ME.

SHE HATED EVEN THE SMELL OF IT.

AND ALL THOSE MEMORIES OF HER FATHER

ARE FLOODING BACK TO HER, I'M SURE.

FLOODING BACK AS IF THEY WERE YESTERDAY.

HOW LONG DID YOU KEEP HER IN THERE?

TILL THE POINT WAS PROVEN.

[ flies buzzing ]

[ flies buzzing ]

GOD, SHE LOOKS SICK.

SHE'S HUNGRY, OF COURSE.

IT'S BEEN A DAY AND A HALF.

[ sobbing ]

Quaid: THIS IS WHERE THE CRACKS BEGIN TO SHOW.

THIS IS WHERE THE DREAD BEGINS.

[ screams ] You motherfucker!

SEE? SHE ALWAYS ENDED UP CURSING ME OUT

WHENEVER SHE HAD A CONFRONTATION WITH THE MEAT.

Cheryl: Go to hell, fucker!

Quaid, what are you doing?

Why are you doing this?

I'm not gonna do it.

I'm not gonna give you what you want.

[ chuckles ]

I'm not even hungry anymore.

I'd rather die than eat your fucking meat.

ABOUT NOW SHE BEGAN TO HALLUCINATE.

LITTLE MENTAL TICKS.

SHE'D THINK THAT SHE FELT SOMETHING IN HER HAIR

OR SOMETHING ON THE BACK OF HER NECK.

[ whispering ]

GOD, THAT MEAT LOOKS--

RIPE?

IT'S WARM IN HER LITTLE ROOM.

AND THERE'S A FEW FLIES IN THERE WITH HER.

THEY FOUND THE MEAT AND LAID THEIR EGGS.

WAS THAT A PART OF YOUR PLAN TOO?

YES.

WELL, THAT'S THE CRUX OF HER DILEMMA, ISN'T IT?

THE LONGER SHE WAITS, THE WORSE IT GETS.

YOU'RE SICK.

[ gagging, vomiting ]

YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A FUCKING SADIST, QUAID.

YOU MOTHERFUCKER!

[ whimpering ]

HOW LONG NOW?

FIVE DAYS.

SIX. SIX DAYS.

SIX DAYS.

[ groaning ]

QUAID?

SORRY, QUAID.

SORRY.

WHATEVER I DID...

I'M SORRY.

PLEASE JUST LET ME OUT.

PLEASE.

I'm sorry.

IT STARTLED ME HOW SUDDENLY SHE GAVE IN.

YOU FUCKER.

SHE SAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM

AND ATE THE MEAT DOWN TO THE BONE.

JUST LIKE THAT.

[ labored breathing ]

WHERE DID SHE GO?

SHE WANDERED DOWNSTAIRS.

SHE CAME INTO THE KITCHEN, DRANK SEVERAL GLASSES OF WATER.

THEN SHE SAT IN A CHAIR FOR THREE OR FOUR HOURS.

AND THEN I COOKED HER SOMETHING TO EAT-- POTATOES--

- AND THEN SHE LEFT. - YOU'RE FUCKING LYING.

I KNOW IT WHERE IS SHE?

LOOK, IF IT WILL MAKE YOU FEEL ANY BETTER,

CHECK THE HOUSE.

[ glass shatters ]

- WHO'S WITH YOU? - NO ONE.

CUT ME-- CUT ME OUT. COME ON, CUT ME OUT.

LET ME THE FUCK UP, QUAID.

[ grunting ]

[ gun clicks ]

[ inhales ]

[ floor creaks ]

[ Cheryl screams ] Motherfucker!

[ gasping ]

- [ laughing ] - [ knife clatters ]

[ laughing ]

[ sobbing ]

[ gunshot ]

[ gasps ]

[ wheezing ]

[ exhales ]

Quaid's voice: WATCHING THE FEAR OF DEATH,

THE PINNACLE OF ALL DREAD APPROACH,

THAT WAS THE LIMITS.

SOMEONE ONCE WROTE

THAT NO MAN CAN KNOW HIS OWN DEATH.

BUT TO KNOW THE DEATH OF OTHERS INTIMATELY,

TO WATCH THE TRICKS THAT THE MIND WOULD SURELY PERFORM

TO AVOID THE BITTER TRUTH,

THAT WAS A CLUE TO DEATH'S NATURE,

WASN'T IT?

THAT MIGHT, IN SOME SMALL WAY,

PREPARE A MAN FOR HIS OWN DEATH.

[ opera playing ]

TO LIVE ANOTHER'S DREAD VICARIOUSLY

WAS THE SAFEST, CLEVEREST WAY TO TOUCH THE BEAST.

[ Cheryl crying ]

STEPHEN.

NO.

NO, STEPHEN.

LET'S SEE HOW HUNGRY YOU HAVE TO BE TO GET THROUGH THAT.

NO.

NO!

[ door locks ]

[ piano playing ]

♪ I'M ALMOST A PERSON

♪ I'M ALMOST PICKING UP A WEAPON ♪

♪ I'M ALMOST SURE ABOUT THE LONG-TERM ♪

♪ JUST BEING A WHOLE LOT OF SHORT-TERMS ♪

♪ I'M ALMOST ALWAYS

♪ ARMED WITH A SCORECARD

♪ I OWE YOU

♪ YOU OWE ME

♪ AND THAT PRIMAL BLOODLUST

♪ IS A SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT

♪ THAT CARELESSLY SMEARS BLACK INK ♪

♪ ALL OVER THE LINE

♪ THAT SEPARATES THE ANIMALS ♪

♪ FROM THE REST OF US

♪ AND SURE, I'M WASTING AWAY ♪

♪ I SHOULD BE ON A GREYHOUND ♪

♪ I MAY BE A WRENCH IN THE GEARS ♪

♪ BUT IT'S JUST BECAUSE I'M FEARFUL ♪

♪ FEARFUL

♪ IT'S ALL MOSTLY MADE UP

♪ ALMOST LIKE LIVING IN THE FREE WORLD ♪

♪ I'M EXTRA FINE ABOUT THE CANNIBAL EATING CANNIBAL ♪

♪ OWNER OF THE CARNIVAL

♪ VERY RARELY

♪ AWAKE IN THE DAYTIME

♪ HOW DO I DO?

♪ YOU KNOW ME

♪ IT'S HARD TO BITCH WHEN YOU'VE GOT THIS ♪

♪ SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT

♪ THAT CARELESSLY SMEARS BLACK INK ♪

♪ ALL OVER THE LINE

♪ THAT SEPARATES THE ANIMALS

♪ FROM THE REST OF US.