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[instrumental music]

[water dripping]

[music continues]

[intense music]

Hey, dog, I caught us some dinner!

Pancakes?

Aah!

Pancakes!

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

- Now you're gonna love it.

There's no professors, there's no papers

there's just peace and relaxation the entire time.

And relentless pounding for, like, 6 days.

[laughter]

-Gross. And beer!

Don't forget about the beer.

-And how can we forget about beer with you in the car?

[music continues]

[gasps]

-Rise and shine!

-Aah, such an asshole.

I gave up two weeks in Belize for this?

-Oh, come on. You're gonna like this.

The cabin's gonna be great, you're gonna love it.

-Mm-hmm.

[instrumental music]

-Creepy.

[music continues]

-Hey, there, little man.

[screaming]

Dammit!

-What the hell's going on out here?

-Dennis!

Goddammit, what'd I tell you about biting city folk?

-Hey, it's not his fault. Take it easy on him.

-Take it easy?

Don't you tell me how to raise my boy, boy.

Dennis isn't like the other children.

Everybody knows you don't talk to him.

-Maybe you should make a sign, for the rest of us.

-Come on, get outta here.

There's a hose around back, you wanna wash that hand up.

It's the best I can offer.

-Paul, you okay? -Yeah. I'm fine.

-Hey, deliverance!

Is it smart leaving your kid out here

knowing he's a danger to people?

-What are you trying to say exactly?

-What I'm saying is that such an incident

may result in a lawsuit. You may be held liable.

-We don't know nothin' about that around here.

Come on, Tommy.

-Peace and relaxation, remember?

-God.

-What just happened?

[intense music]

[grunts]

-Aah, shit.

Freakin' hillbilly vampires.

-I'd be careful with that.

-What is it?

-This is fox piss.

You don't wanna drop that on you

you'll have every animal in the county wanting to hump your leg.

-Hm.

-You should get some of that for your mom.

-Mm.

-I'm gonna go get the beer.

-You kids here on vacation or you just passin' through?

-Vacation.

-Ah. Well.

I hope you enjoy our little slice of heaven

as much as we do.

-You okay? -Yeah.

I'll be fine, just, just kids.

-Ah, I have a first aid kit in the car, will grab it.

-Thanks.

-Ah, seeing as you're such a fine group

I feel it's my..

...civic duty to warn you.

Be careful out there.

Especially..

...you go hiking in those woods?

-What's in the woods?

-Bad stuff.

-It's nothing we can't handle.

I'm sure.

-Lyme's Disease is pretty bad in these parts.

All I can say is check for ticks.

-Why, what happened?

-Few hikers got real sick last week.

Uh, doctors took care of them, I guess.

-What do you mean, uh, what do you mean you guess?

- Hey, hey. Hey, hey. Hey!

-What?

-You wanna give me one good reason

why you'd steal a Snicker's bar? Huh?

-Would you believe me if I told you it was for the nougat?

-The nouga-what now?

-Never mind.

Look, I'm sorry. Really.

Seriously, I, sometimes I just take things, I don't know why.

-Get the hell outta here!

-Yeah, okay.

-Goes for the rest of you as well, get outta here

before I call the sheriff.

-What? It was an accident.

- An accident?

[engine revving]

[intense music]

[horn blaring]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

-Hey, listen to this.

"Welcome and enjoy your stay.

"Real remote mountain getaways.

"If you're looking for fun

you've come to the wrong place."

I think w-we'll have fun.

-Wow, this place is amazing.

Your mom really hooked this up, except I can't find the TV?

- You coming?

-I'm not getting any bars.

Um, so no phone, and I'm guessing no internet there.

-Whoa, wa-wa-whoa-oh-oh.

No internet?

Ha ha. No weed.

No GTA V, no Black Ops II

no Stimpy, no Minecraft, no...weed?

-You mentioned weed twice.

-Yeah, I know. On purpose.

What, we're talking a whole week here, there's no way.

Dude, my clan needs me.

-Just think of this as gamer rehab, you'll get over it.

-But I don't wanna go to gamer rehab.

[chuckles]

[instrumental music]

-You brought a gun?

-Okay, firstly, it's not a gun.

It's a rifle.

More specifically, an assault rifle.

Second, we're in the woods, so I thought I'd practice

my survival skills.

-Don't you think that's a little overkill?

-No.

Fully upgraded.

Barely legal.

I won't even go into the tech specs

on this beast 'cause you couldn't handle it.

-You're gonna accidentally shoot one of us.

-Never happened. I've years of training.

[Paul laughing]

- Video games don't count.

Will you just be careful with that thing?

-Okay, will you relax?

I'm perfectly responsible.

[gunfire]

-Jesus, dude.

-My bad. My bad.

-Just keep that thing away from me.

-Cool.

[grunting]

Whoa!

Epic.

I'm about to go ham on some indigenous beastie.

[phone camera clicking]

[phone camera clicking]

-What happened to no signal?

-I can still post stuff.

It'll upload, it'll just take longer.

-You could just put that down and enjoy this.

[laughs]

-So, Karen..

...how long have we known each other for?

-That's a weird question.

-Hm.

-I don't know, was just thinkin'.

-Just thinkin'?

[chuckles]

Um..

...gosh, I don't know.

4th grade?

That's a long time.

-It's a long time.

♪ I find it strange find it strange ♪

♪ That you're wandering in this place ♪

-We gonna go swimming?

♪ I thought it changed thought it changed ♪

♪ But the more it stays the same ♪

I'll race you to the island!

♪ Some things are made yeah they're made ♪

♪ To never separate ♪

♪ Have I ♪♪♪

♪ Car I need everything ♪

♪ Those clothes I need everything ♪

♪ Like kicks I need everything ♪

♪ Them hoes I need everything ♪

♪ Your bitch I need everything ♪

♪ That gold I need everything ♪

♪ That work I need everything ♪

♪ That dough I need everything ♪♪♪

[sighs]

-You know Toby Brown?

-Yeah.

Greasy Toby, the guy with the OCD?

-Yeah. That and ADD.

He tried to kiss me.

-He did?

-Mm-hmm.

Two days ago.

It's weird, it's like..

...this family friend I've had for 12 years.

Just...he put his hands on my face and tongue down my throat

and it was, was gross. It was just bad.

-What, was it...gross because you'd known him for so long

or...because he's gross?

-Mm...it was definitely him.

[chuckles]

You know how, like, sometimes you've known someone

a really long time

and you just wanna kiss 'em just to see if they're a good kisser?

-Yeah.

-I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

-Where are you going?

-Swimming.

[shrieks]

-Thought we were kissing!

-We were.

[instrumental music]

-Oh, shit.

Janny, I'm coming up on your seven.

Fraggo!

Poof!

Aah! I think I just got a team killed to save you guys.

It's all good, move it up!

[grunts]

Ninja3609..

...do you copy?

Agent36? Shit, they got him.

Shit, of course, now it's on.

[gunshots]

Whoo!

God, that's most good.

-Aah!

-Oh, no! Oh, no.

Oh, no.

-You shot me!

-No fucking way. Oh, my God, I'm sorry, man.

I am so sorry!

-Help me!

-Okay, okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Don't come near me, man, okay? Stay back.

-Help me! -Okay, okay, stay back.

-Ugh! -Hey, stay back!

I said stay back!

[yells]

I said stay back!

I'll get you some help, just stay there!

Please!

Holy shit.

Fuck.

-Help me!

Help me!

[groaning]

-Oh, my God.

What the...fuck?

Aah!

-Bert. Hey.

Bert, come here! Come here.

- Holy shit.

-What are you doing?

What, were you trying to burn the whole place down?

What's wrong with you?

-What are you? Smokey the Clown?

-You mean Smokey the Bear?

-Seriously though, how old are you?

We can't leave you alone for five minutes without

you burning the place down?

And he brought a gun. Great, so, what were you shooting at?

-Squirrels. I was shootin' some squirrels.

-Okay. -What is wrong with him?

- Video game withdrawals maybe.

-What are you gonna roast on that thing?

-Squirrel, if we even get one.

-I'm a vegetarian.

[laughing]

-So, Paul, tell your story.

-No, no, man, it's..

It's too traumatic. I don't want to talk about that.

-We like traumatic stories.

I mean, not about me, but in general.

-Plus trauma bonds people

so you can totally talk to us about it.

-Trauma bonds people who experience it

not the people that you tell the story --

-Just tell the story! -Fine. Fine.

[laughing]

-We used to go to this bowling alley

Lenny Meads Brighton Bowl, you remember it?

-It was in Brighton, right?

-Yeah, that's why it's called Brighton Bowl.

-Okay, guys.

- Anyway, every weekend I would go there either

with my dad or for a birthday party or whatever.

One weekend I asked my dad if we were going?

He said, no. He said the alley was closed.

Apparently, some disgruntled employee

was holding all the other employees at gunpoint.

The police said that he tied each hostage

to a chair and arranged them in a circle.

That way everyone was forced to look at one another.

Then after that they've been gagged and beaten

this maniac breaks out a ball-peen hammer

and one by one..

...smashes in the back of their heads.

[laughs]

-Can you imagine dying like that?

Just watching all of your friends dying

knowing you're next?

-I can't.

-That's not all.

This guy doesn't stop, he breaks out the fire axe.

The alarm sounds, but he doesn't care.

He hacks off all of their limbs

dismembers them completely.

When the police arrived

they just found 6 bloody torsos

tied to those colored bowling chairs, remember?

Blood everywhere.

No sign of the killer though.

-And that was your childhood playground?

-Yeah.

-True story.

-Oh, my God, you were lying?

-No, it's true.. You can look it up.

-You fuckers. -It's not a funny story.

It's Jeff's face that's making me laugh.

[gasps] Shit!

-Where the fuck did you come from?

-You spyin' on us? -No, not at all.

Just saw your campfire.

I was out on a midnight hike, I thought I'd come and say hello.

I haven't seen anybody up here in a week.

-Um, can you do something about--

-Dr. Mambo. His name is Dr. Mambo.

At least that's what I call.

He seems to like it.

-Psychiatrist or pediatrician?

-Little of both, I guess.

-What are you doing out here?

-Same thing you guys are.

Enjoying nature.

Some of the best free climbing is right here in this valley.

-I hate heights.

-It's definitely not for everybody.

So you don't mind if I sit here and chill out with you guys

for a bit, do you?

-Actually we're having a private conversation

so if you don't mind..

-No worries. I get it.

-I guess I'll just take this big bag of weed

and smoke it all by myself.

-Oh, hey.. -No, no, no..

-Are you sure? -Hey, no..

-I'm so sorry. What's your name?

-Connor. But you can call me Grim.

-Grim like, uh, Grimace or..

-No...just Grim.

Like Death..

Like the Grim Reaper.

I figure I'm gonna die up in these mountains anyway

so...I don't know..

Just a nickname. I didn't pick it.

I just came up here from Berkeley.

Now that's a party town.

-Karen was just there. -Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.

Oh, my gosh, I met these guys in..

They won't let me drink anything but beer

for, like, 5 days. Just solid.

-I've done that.

I got drunk.

-Actually, it sounds like a pretty cool idea.

Only drinking beer. -I could do it.

I don't know if you could.

-If that is a challenge, sir, then I accept.

-Alright, fine, from here on out, we'll only drink beer.

-Deal.

[thunder rumbling]

-Looks like rain is headed our way.

It's gonna be a wet one.

-Yeah. Party's over.

-Why don't you, uh, come up for a minute and hang out?

-That's cool, but, uh, I gotta get back to my tent.

I left all my gear out and if it gets wet

that $4000 destroyed.

- How far is your campsite?

-It's about 20 minutes give or take

but, uh, I'm coming back.

-Can you bring the weed?

-Absolutely.

[thunder rumbling]

-Alright, Dr. Mambo. Let's hit it.

[chuckling]

-That was pretty weird.

-He was okay.

[thunder rumbling]

-So how did you do it?

[chuckles]

-What do you mean how?

It.. It was..

Okay, had different settings

like, pulse, power, stream

all different kinds of speeds and, uh..

that was on this length of hose that I could reach when I lay down in the tub.

[Karen laughs]

-Wait, did you come every time?

-Absolutely. Yeah.

Imagine my disappointment the first time I had sex.

[laughs]

-Tell me about it.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-Wait, I have a better story.

-Bullshit, you do.

-Nothing beats stories about Karen

and her parents shower massage.

-Thank you.

[knocking on door]

-Oh, it must be the weed guy.

Okay. Alright.

[knocking continues]

Oye,Grimace, I'm comin'.

-It's Grim. -Yup, whatever.

-Help me. -Oh, my God.

-I'm burnin'.

Help me.

I need a doctor.

-Uh, g -- get him a blanket.

-Oh, shit!

-You..

It's you.

-No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no way

I'm letting that contagious freak in.

-No, no, Bert, he's sick and he needs help, okay?

-What? No, look at him.

I mean he's got something. He's got something bad.

-But we need to call him a doctor or call someone.

-Okay, no, no, no, we don't have any receptions.

-Oh, shit, that freak is going to the car.

-What?

- Oh, wait, what? What's he doing? What?

-Oh, fuck! - Oh, my God.

-Hey, hey-hey, hey. Hey!

Hey! Get the fuck out.

Hey, get the fuck out of the car.

Get the fuck out of the car!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Oh, what the fuck!

-Melting.. - Paul, come here and get him.

Paul! -Hey, hey, hey.

[Karen screams]

-Hey! -Hey, freeze!

Look at me! Look at the guy with the gun.

Hey, get out of the car.

-No! Shoot the crazy guy, not the car.

- Jeff, do something.

-No, no, stay back, stay back!

-Get the fuck..

[screaming]

Go!

Oh, my God.

Help me.

[screaming]

[thunder rumbling]

- Look, what were we gonna do?

I mean this guy, he gets in the car

he gets this shit all over the inside of the car

he comes at us..

I don't want him to touch me.

I don't want him to touch any of us.

It was self-defense.

And it's raining, so it probably put him out.

-This is some serious real shit.

They are worse.

I mean, it looked like something was eating his skin..

...like biohazard style.

Like quarantine.

-I think we should tell the police it wasn't our fault.

We should tell them...now.

We have -- we have to go tell them right now. Please.

-That's where the reality comes in. We can't.

I'm not about to ride in that car

with that dude's blood all over it.

Come on.

Tomorrow we can clean it up, fix the tire

whatever else is wrong with it, and report the accident.

The keyword here is accident.

-That guy's skin..

Holy shit.

[instrumental music]

-What's the plan?

-Divide and conquer.

-You better leave me the rifle.

-He's right.

-What? Wait a second.

I'm not the one who went ballistic last night.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-It means you raged out of control, that's what.

-Well, that's fucked up.

-What was fucked up is you beating the shit out of my car

with your fuckin' bat.

-What about Captain Jackoff over here

with the assault rifle, you forget about him?

-Alright, look, we all fucked up the car.

-You guys are just gonna keep arguing or maybe do somethin' about it.

-Where you goin'? -To get help.

[intense music]

-She's right.

[music continues]

[footstep approaching]

-I've brought you some water.

-Jeff and Bert have -- -I know.

-I know you know it.

Look, last night, we --

-Paul, somebody came to our door and asked for help

and we lit him on fire...okay.

He could be anywhere out there, and I just wanna go home.

-Karen, it wasn't our fault.

We didn't mean to do it. Everything happened so fast.

It was an accident.

-Was it?

I don't know about you, but every time I close my eyes

I see him burning, I can see him screaming

and his skin crackling and the smell of his burning hair.

-We saw him when he came on the door last night.

He was very sick. He was going to die anyway.

-You don't know that. Oh, my God.

-Look..

Look, I can't change what happened last night.

I wish I could, but I can't.

But if we just work together we can fix this.

Okay?

-Okay. -Alright then.

Better?

-Yeah.

Thank you. -Okay.

-I feel like, we're gonna get lost.

-We're not gonna get lost.

[music continues]

That place just gotta have a phone.

-Uh, yeah..

It looks kinda creepy.

-Don't be a wuss. Let's go check it out.

[howling]

[intense music]

[woman grunting]

-God damn, rot!

You see this?

You see this shit?

This is the third sick hog this month.

You tell Marie I can't eat this!

There's some goddamn animal runnin' around here

infecting everything.

Now what am I supposed to do with a sick hog, huh?

Huh?

I'm not about to eat this meat. Would you?

-N -- no. No, I -- I -- I'm a vegetarian.

-That has nothin' to do with it

because you know all this stuff is no good.

It's all sick. It all has to go back.

I want me a new hog.

-Yeah, um, we just need a mechanic

and we're just wondering --

-A mechanic?

You're not gonna find one here

you got to go into town for that.

-Uh, yeah, right.

That -- that's the, um, ahem, the problem.

Our car is busted, so we can't get into town.

We need someone to take us to town

to get a mechanic.

-I already been in town already today. Sorry.

-Uh, well, if you're going to town again, can you let us know?

We're just stayin' at a cabin a few miles down the road.

[intense music]

-I'm sorry.

Of course, of course.

Heck, why didn't you just come right out with it?

Here I am pracklin' on about my hog

and you just wanna find somebody who's gonna find you a mechanic.

Come on up to the house. I got a radio inside.

We'll call Ricky. Uh, he's got a tow truck.

-That's actually great. -Yeah, great.

-Thank you. Ricky.

[thunder rumbling]

Sorry to bother you, but we really appreciate this.

Some crazy guy came out of the woods

just tryin' to trash our car or break into it or somethin'.

-Sounds terrible.

Uh, you two wanted somethin' to drink?

-Oh, yeah. -Yeah, please, thank you.

-Uh, you said this person damaged your car?

-Yeah, it was this crazy hermit guy, like, really dangerous.

We just scared him off with bats and everythin'.

-Crazy hermit guy? I --it wasn't Henry, was it?

[music continues]

-Um, Henry.. -No.

Uh, my Cousin Henry. Uh, he knows better than that.

Did you say you hit him with bats?

-No. -No.

-No, no, no. -No, no, no.

What he means is, uh, no.

It wasn't Henry, it was our friend, Walter.

-It was Walter. - Our friend, Walter.

This crazy friend Walter. He's.. He was drunk.

-Oh, that's not good.

-Uh, y -- you know what? Let's forget the tow truck.

It's turning into such a nice day. We'll just walk.

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah, we'll fix ourselves.

-Yeah. -A -- are you sure?

-Yeah, absolutely. Thank you so much.

-Thank you, really.

-Well, uh, suit yourselves, I -- I..

-I can't believe we burned Cousin Henry.

-I know.

[instrumental music]

[all screaming]

[exhales sharply]

-Fuck. Did you find anybody?

-Nothing. Nobody's home.

-Place is locked up pretty tight.

-Do you think the police know about this yet?

-I doubt it.

If they did, they'd be at the cabin already.

-Whoa, whoa! Easy, easy.

-Town boy, that's how people get themselves shot around here.

-Deputy Winston, Bunyan County Sheriff's Department.

-What can I do for you?

-I'm just out here on patrol.

It's my jurisdiction.

I understand you guys had a little commotion here last night.

I was hopin' you could tell me somethin' about that.

-Sure, sure. Uh, some...guy tried to enter our cabin.

Uh, he was sick, really sick.

I don't know what kind of disease he had

but he was a mess, and..

-Yeah. Ahem. I kinda have to report this.

-My friends are out lookin' for a neighbor right now

so we could call you. We don't have a phone up here.

-No, most people got radios. That's what I've got.

It looks like you guys were having some kinda party last night, huh?

-Yeah, you know, w-we were drinking

and then this guy came along and tried to..

He tried to break into our cabin, and, you know

uh, we had no choice, but to get rough with him

and we didn't know what to do --

-Stop talkin'. -Yes.

[chuckles]

-Look, man, I already told you, makin' a report.

That guy isn't gonna come back and bother you.

I'll bet you scared him off pretty good, huh?

Besides...I won't let him ruin the fun.

[intense music]

-Thanks 'cause...my friend's inside

and she's pretty upset about the whole thing.

She wants to go home.

We all do.

-Mm, lady friend, huh?

-I'll bet you like to party.

I bet you like to party with the ladies.

-Paul?

-Hey. Is everything okay?

-Oh, hey there, sugar.

Oh, everything is, uh, it's just fine.

Why don't you take your pretty little self back inside

just relax, put your feet up and, uh, pop open another 40.

It's all good. -Okay.

Ahem. Okay, then.

-Shit.

Now that girl is hot.

If you're askin' me, you gotta stay and party.

- Oh, you know, that's why we came here in the first place.

-Yeah, boy..

...ain't this some kind of wonderful...shit?

I'd say that creep really did a number on your jeep here.

-Do you think you can get someone up here to fix it?

-Of course. I'm not an idiot.

I'll take care of you.

I could probably have someone here by, uh

I don't know, tomorrow afternoon?

I want you to know you're in my top priority..

...'cause you're my party man..

...and this is party town.

We're all gonna party, right?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

-Yeah.

-You know how to find me?

-Dial 911?

-That's right.

Yeah, that's right.

Take care of that little peach in there.

She sure looks sweet.

[engine starts]

[instrumental music]

-This is bullshit.

[gags]

Oh, shit.

So is she gonna report it or not report it?

-I don't think she is.

But she didn't make it sound like we did anything wrong.

She said she'll have a tow truck up here by tomorrow.

-Sounds...weird.

-It was.

-How's Karen? Has she come out of her room yet?

-No, I think she's sleeping.

Dude, I don't know what's up with her

but she wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

-Well, that kinda screws up your plan, doesn't it?

-What plan?

-Uh, the plan you're being trying to execute since..

...what, 8th grade?

-There's no plan.

Not anymore.

-Alright. Well, she's a head case anyway.

All chicks are.

-Why makes you say that?

-Look at her.

I mean, you like her 'cause she's nice to you

and she likes you 'cause she can control you.

-Bert, don't move.

[dramatic music]

[growling]

-Man, it's that freak's dog.

Hey, pooch.

Hey, Mister Tango.

What the..

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't, don't piss it off.

-Should I hit it?

-If you hit it, you better hit it hard.

[growling]

[intense music]

[gunshot]

-Where'd you learn to shoot like that?

-I have 2 brothers.

Also you're not the only gamer here.

-Whoa, cool!

-What the fuck?

Did you see how messed up that dog was?

-Yeah.

So where's Grim?

- Thank you.

- I'll tell you where he is.

He's out there rotting.

There's some shit in that woods.

And cousin Henry's spreading it around.

And I'm not waiting for the deputy to get back

I say we leave right now.

-Shouldn't we maybe mention on the way out that we burned some alive?

-Yes. -No.

-Jeff.

-Fine. Fuck it.

We'll tell them some sick guy came by, so we set him on fire.

-They'll figure it out.

The deputy knows something happened

we're the only outsiders here.

They'll trace it back to us.

-I feel really nauseous.

-Karen.

-How soon can you get us out of here?

-Hey. -Hey.

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

-It's okay.

-Are you hungry?

-No.

-Well, you should get back to sleep.

-Don't go.

- Are you smaller doing this now and not waiting?

-Yeah, I could fix the tire pretty quickly

but I still have no idea what's wrong with the engine.

-Well, hurry up.

I can't listen to Marcy whine for..

Oh, shit! - What.

-Just don't move, don't turn around, just keep doing what you're doing.

-I can hear it from here.

[barking]

-Fuck! It didn't even flinch.

There's something seriously wrong with this dog.

-Just quick scope the fucker. -What?

-Just shoot it.

[gunshot]

-Just keep going.

-Really. -Yeah, just do it!

[barking]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

-Ow, ow, ow!

Stop, stop, stop. Ow!

[eerie music]

- Shit!

Marcy! Jeff, Bert!

[gasps]

-Oh, my..

[screams]

-Holy shit!

-Oh, my God!

-Oh, my God! She's got it.

-No, please don't leave, Bart.

-No, no, no, Karen. Just stay back, don't come near me.

-Calm down, take it easy.

-No, no, no, get out, get out, get out.

-Bert, please, I'm bleeding. Bert!

-You stay in bed, you're not going anywhere.

Dude, she's bleeding. -No!

-I'm not letting you go! It hurts.

-Karen, you got it, dude. You're infected.

Oh, shit!

-Please. Don't leave me. Paul.

-Goddamnit!

-Paul, don't leave!

-Paul, Paul, Paul. She's sick, okay?

I'm doing this for you.

I'm doing this for all of you.

I'm not dying like that.

-What do you mean dying?

-Karen, Karen, you stay in that bed!

- No!

Marcy!

Please.

-We're not gonna leave you, the car is busted. Just..

[crying]

Stay in the bed until we go get help, okay?

Please!

-What the fuck is going on?

[thunder rumbling]

- We need to find her help.

The sooner the better.

-No, we have to move her first.

-Where?

-The boat shed.

- What? Come on!

-No, if she's infected with whatever it is, we have to quarantine her.

We have to get her away from us, separate from us.

-Just let me go and check up on her.

-Look, they're probably right, okay?

She'll be safe out there, we can get her matches and a light.

She'll be fine. -I get it, but I don't..

-Hey. -Oh, shit.

-Don't bother.

[instrumental music]

[pants]

[grunts]

Oh, fuck you, guys!

-I'm sorry, Karen, we just don't wanna get sick.

-I'm gonna die out here.

-You're not going to die.

-What about that dog?

-Hey, don't worry, I got this. I'm gonna watch you.

-Somebody will be outside, we're not gonna leave you.

- Are you hungry? Can I bring you some food?

[sobbing]

-I just wanted to go home.

-Hey, it's only one night

I'm gonna go to try to find help

in a cabin, you know, with a phone or something, okay.

You're gonna be just fine.

-Please, don't..

-I'll take first watch.

-I'm gonna go find help.

-Where are you gonna go?

We checked this entire area this morning, there's no one around for mile.

-Well, I've got to do something.

-What about the dog, Paul?

-Screw the dog. I'll take my chances.

-Hey, wait.

We'll hold down the fort.

-This is so fucked up.

-Let's go.

[instrumental music]

[panting]

[dog growling]

[leaves rustling]

-Come on out, you fucking mutt!

[growling]

Where are you?

Where you at?

Where are you?

Where are you?

Huh? Huh? Come on!

Come on, where are you?

[dog growls]

-You got to eat something, please.

You let me know if I can get you anything

or do anything, okay?

-You better shut the door.

I don't wanna infect everyone.

[song playing on radio]

-What the hell are you doing?

-Whoa! Whoa! -Get off my land!

-I -- I -- I'm sorry. You know what, you see, my -- my friend, she's sick.

She's very, very sick and I --

-You're sick! Spying on our love making.

-No, no, no, I'm -- I'm sorry, I -- I --

-That's my husband.

-Okay, but my.. Please, my friend, she's dying.

We need a phone, like, right now, we need help.

-Get off my property!

-Hey!

-Jesus!

Where have you been? Did you find anybody?

-No.

-At least you tried.

Come on, everybody is waiting for you.

[camera clicks]

[intense music]

-Nobody's hungry?

-Karen may have used those bowls.

-Jesus, Jeff! I washed them.

-No, he's right.

I'm not eating anything until we get to town.

-Now, anyone of you could have it.

I-I know we checked, but I'm not gonna risk it.

-I'm not sleeping next to you. -Are you fucking kidding me?

-I don't know what the fuck you've been doing.

I don't watch you 24 hours a day.

-So then, go sleep in the car, please. Do us all a favor.

-The car is a fucking Petri dish.

I'm not gonna ride in it. My mom will just give me a new one.

-Oh, my God. -I cleaned it, it's fine.

-Why don't you sleep in it? -Maybe I will.

-Alright. You guys are right.

We should all just prepare our own meals

'cause I'm not cooking for you guys again.

[chuckles] Hey, you're all mine.

-What the fuck is wrong with you? -Hey!

Sit down! Chill out!

I can't take this shit anymore. I can't do this by myself.

And I'd prefer if we didn't fucking argue about everything!

Bert, you just lost the bet.

-What?

- Never mind.

Karen is dying out there.

And we're acting like a bunch of fucking pricks.

If we don't start working together, we're all doomed.

-He's right. -Oh, of course, he's right.

-I'm just saying -- -Not another word!

I can't handle anymore of this shit!

We can eat alone, we can sleep alone.

But we have to stick together.

- Alright.

I'm with you.

-Good.

So anybody got anything else to say?

What the hell is that?

[growls]

Jesus Christ, look at it.

-He's going for Karen.

[barking]

-Bert, you got the gun. Shoot that thing.

-What if I miss? I mean, wounded animals are twice as dangerous.

-He's gone.

What..

-We gotta make sure that thing can't get to her.

Where the hell did it go?

[dramatic music]

-Oh, shit.

Look at that.

[music continues]

-Hey, Karen.

[knocks]

Karen.

Hey. It's gone.

I'm gonna keep an eye on you, okay?

[music continues]

[thunder rumbling]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

-Oh, my God. -Oh, shit.

-Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

-Fuck!

Yes, baby, come on now. Yes.

Yes. Yes!

Woo-hoo!

Alright, let's go.

-Help us, you gotta sit up! -Aah!

- We're getting you out of here, okay?

-Oh, my God. Can you stand? -No.

-Come on. We got you. -Okay.

[Karen screams]

[coughs]

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

-Jeff. Jeff.

We're leaving, let's go. Now.

-Come on. Come on.

-Let's put her in the back.

-I'm not getting in the car with her.

-Okay, put her in the front with me.

-You're okay? Well, what is it?

-Oh, my God. She's dying. We need to get her to a hospital.

-She's not gonna die. -Okay. Come on, come on!

Let's go, let's go! -What, are you fucking stupid?

She just infected the whole car.

-I'll take my chances. -We're not leaving her.

-Hey, Bert, are you okay? You don't look so hot.

-Yeah, I, I don't feel so hot.

The more we argue, the more she rots, so let's go.

-Hey, how sick are you?

That hermit guy touched you, huh?

Well, did he or didn't he?

-Oh! Fuck this shit. I'm getting help.

-Bert!

[Karen crying]

[dramatic music]

-Where are you going?

Jeff? Jeff!

-Hey, don't come near me.

I told you not to move her because I don't wanna get sick.

I don't want any of us to get sick

but you fucking idiots insist on moving her

and now you're covered in her blood.

So the two of you can fucking rot for all I care, alright?

I'm fucking out. That's it. I'm gone.

-You are a fucking asshole!

[dramatic music]

[thunder rumbling]

We're all gonna get it.

We're all gonna get sick.

And Jeff's out in the woods getting wasted.

-We're not gonna get it.

-Yes, we are.

-Bert will find help and Karen will be fine --

-Paul.. -I promise.

It's like being on a plane that you know is gonna crash.

And everyone around you is just screaming

"We're going down. We're going down."

And all you wanna do is just grab the person next to you..

...and fuck the shit out of him.

Because you know you'll all be dead soon anyway.

It won't matter.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[moans]

-What the hell happened to you?

-My friend, she's sick.

-You hold it, you hold it right there now.

-I need a doctor, please. She's really sick.

-You stop, alright? You don't look too good.

-Yeah, I know.

I just.. I need a doctor, please.

-Don't come any closer.

I'll call you a doctor.

-Thank you. Thank you.

- Stay right there.

[breathing heavily]

[coughs]

-Pancakes.

Pancakes.

Pancakes.

-No, no, no, no!

Aah! Aah!

-Dennis! -Ow!

What the fuck is wrong with that kid?

Oh.. -Oh, God. Why?

Why did you come here, huh?

Now look what you've gone and done?

-No, I'm sorry. - My poor boy.

What'd he done to you? - Hey, hey, hey.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. -Our last one boy!

I ain't losing another! -Oh, fuck.

-Gettin' my boy sick is the same as killin' him. It's murder!

Boy, you come in here, you getting sick and all

that was your problem.

But now Dennis is sick, that's my problem!

[coughs]

God Almighty.

[gags]

No, we gotta stop the problem.

We're gonna stop the problem right now.

Fenster, get me the gun.

[dramatic music]

-Ho -- hold on, hold on, okay, I'm goin'. I'm goin'. I'm goin'!

I'm goin'!

Oh, fuck!

[tires screeching]

-Them kids got disease.

They just gave it to Dennis.

-Well, take it easy, Tommy.

[music continues]

When a cattle gets sick..

...you got to kill it before it spreads

to the rest of the heard.

-It's like a dying dog.

We gotta put him down.

We gotta put 'em all down.

-Fenster, get in there and call the sheriff.

Tell him we're having big problems over that cabin.

Baily.

Baily, get the truck.

[intense music]

[breathing heavily]

-I brought you some water.

Karen?

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

-Yeah! Come on!

[indistinct shouting]

-What the fuck, you guys!

[engine revving]

[music continues]

-Jesus, Paul, you really did a number on my back.

-I'm gonna find Jeff, we're walking out of here.

-What about Bert? -We're not gonna wait for him.

Let's go. -What about Karen?

[panting]

[music continues]

-Jeff!

Jeff!

Hey, Jeff!

[music continues]

[engine sputters]

-Fuck!

[water running]

[sobs]

[crying]

[intense music]

-Jeff!

Jeff!

[screams]

[panting]

[groans]

[screams]

[groans]

[screams]

[intense music]

[grunting]

[screams]

[music continues]

[crying]

[panting]

-It's in the water.

It's in the water.

It's in the fucking water. Don't drink the water.

It's in the water!

[intense music]

[gunshot]

-You missed.

-Shut your pie hole.

[music continues]

-Jesus. Jesus.

[music continues]

[music continues]

-This way, boys.

I know exactly where he's headed.

[crying]

[music continues]

-Jeff!

[crying]

-Jeff! Help me.

[crying]

[dog growls]

Come on!

Come on! Fuckin' do it!

[barks]

Go!

[barks]

[Marcy screams]

[intense music]

[panting]

[Karen screams]

[dog growls]

[dramatic music]

[Karen screaming]

[barks]

[gunshots]

[dog whining]

-Kill me. Kill me, please.

-I can't.

-Please. Please. Please.

[Karen crying]

Shoot me. Please.

[gun clicks]

-Come on. You're fucking kidding me.

-Please.

[Karen sobbing]

-Please.

[grunts]

[instrumental music]

Try again.

Go ahead! Kill me!

Please.

[instrumental music]

[screams]

[music continues]

[Karen sobbing]

[Karen screams]

[screaming continues]

[screams continues]

[Karen crying]

[sobbing]

-Bert!

-They, they're coming. They're coming. They're gonna kill us.

-Who?

-The guys, the g -- guys from the sto..

[gunshot]

-Bert.

-Wooh! Did you see that?

-Goddamn bull's-eye. - Uh-huh.

[grunts]

[all laughing]

-No, you got the safety on.

-Thank you.

[intense music]

[music continues]

[engine hissing]

[music continues]

No, no, no, no, no.

[tires screeching]

[groans]

[panting]

Can I get a fucking break here?

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

[intense music]

[guitar music]

Hey!

The tow truck?

What happened to the tow truck, Winston?

You said you were gonna help us!

-Alright, just relax.

Would you believe it, the mechanic had car trouble

I had to send a tow truck to get his fucking tow truck.

Man, you're not looking so good.

-No? I don't look so good?

-Need some help?

-Yeah, alright, that would be good.

Can you gimme a ride?

-Alright. Take it fucking easy, alright?

Ride? Sure.

I'll get you a ride.

- Winston, Winston, do you copy?

-I copy, sheriff, go ahead.

- Some kids are up in the cabin apparently on some type

of killing spree. Probably 3 casualties.

They're armed and extremely dangerous.

I repeat, do not go anywhere near them.

They have some kind of skin disease

that will eat you alive.

So if you see them, don't hesitate to shoot them on site.

Do you copy?

-Say that last part again.

- I said if you see the kid, shoot them on site.

-Copy that.

-You give me that ride, Winston.

-Are you fucking nuts? Shoot him.

-Shut up and back off.

-I need that ride, Winston.

-Stay back. -Oh, Jesus.

You did this? -Stay back.

-Fuck you! You did this.

-Stay back.

[groaning]

-Great party, Winston.

-One more step, I will kill you.

-You don't have to do that.

-You heard the sheriff.

-No one else has to die.

-No one else has to fucking die right now.

You wanna fucking kill me? Then fucking kill everyone.

No one else has to die.

We're gonna make a deal.

This is what's gonna fucking happen, you bitch.

You're gonna go look for me at the cabin..

...and I'm gonna go look for a doctor.

Please!

-Oh, goddammit, party man.

Alright.

I'm not gonna kill you.

Take that path.

It's a shortcut.

It takes you straight to the main road.

-Thank you, Winston.

Thank you.

Don't touch anything at the cabin.

It's all infected.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

There's no road.

[music continues]

There's no fucking road.

You fucking lied to me, Winston.

There's no fucking road out here!

Fuck you, Winston. There's no fucking road!

[crying]

[screaming]

Fuck you, Winston. There's no fucking road!

[instrumental music]

-Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Oh, fuck, no!

Fucking, Marcy..

[crying]

Fuckin' Bert!

Bert!

Bert!

[sobbing]

I fucking told you!

Told you, Bert. I told you first thing.

[laughing]

I fucking made it.

I fucking, I fucking made it.

[laughing]

I fucking made it.

[laughing]

What the..

[gunshot]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[thunder rumbling]

[chuckles]

[intense music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]