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- I'm standing here
with Nathan Cross,

our town

whose plans are to
open up a second shop

in our neighboring town.

Nathan, we're all
excited for your success.

What are your plans
for a franchise?

- I love what I do and.

- I think it's safe to say that
if we don't notice anything

in the next 24 hours, I
think we're in the clear.

The phenomena was
conducted sometime

between 4:45 and 5:00
a.m. this morning.

If you do the math, the flare
happened at exactly 4:36 a.m.

There's no information
on how long this kind

of emergency impact will last.

What are they not telling us?

- Daddy!

I think something's
under my bed.

Daddy, I think there's

something in my bed.

- Motherfucker!

- Morning.

- Breaker box is fucked.

I gotta go into town and
get more switches today.

What's the matter with you?

You look like shit.

Huh?

Have that dream again or

the right hand get

a little too vigorous
this morning?

- It's that same dream,
it just, it seems so real.

I, I keep dreaming I have a son.

- I'm not gonna lie to you.

If I had a recurring dream
about an illegitimate child,

I'd probably look
like you right now.

I have had that dream.

Seriously though, use more lube.

- I don't know if
this means anything,

but I woke up on the
floor this morning.

- You're using
way too much lube.

- Maybe it's this town.

I mean, it's just too quiet.

For the first time in my
life I can hear myself think.

Maybe we made a mistake
coming out here.

- Well, it's not the city.

I'll give you that.

You seen that number for
that store with the switches?

- Look, Reese, you're
my best friend.

I know I've been a little messed
up every since my dad died.

I just want you to know
how much it means to me,

you dropping everything
to come out here with me

and fix this place up.

- I'm gonna be really
honest with you.

When you called me and you
told me that you want us

to dump our life savings into
this shit hole in the middle

of fucking no where and turn
it into a bed and breakfast,

I thought you'd completely
lost your fuckin' mind,

but it's the first time in a
long time that I've seen you

so excited about something.

So, I'm glad that
you're back, buddy.

- Thanks, man.

Love you.
- It's no worries.

Besides, I was tired
of the city anyway.

I like it here.

It's nice.

There's no traffic,
no sirens and plenty

of wholesome country
girls to defile.

Oh, the simple life.

- Fools paradise.

- Scientists have reported
that the solar flare

occurred as of
4:36 this morning.

Alarming as it is,
I'd like to remind...

- What the hell is that?

Oh.

- I'll go check the back.

Eric, what did you break?

- Scientists are advising
us to wait this one out

for at least 24 hours.

In fact, government officials
are quoting the saying...

- Hey, bro.
- Yeah?

- Come check this out.

These people sound like
conspiracy theorists.

- Well, if it's the end of
the world as we know it,

all the more reason to
go forth and repopulate

this earth while we still can.

Right, amigo?

Speaking of procreation,
I do believe I just saw

your Google order psychic
outside and she's bangable.

- Okay, uh, how about
you just try being

a gentleman for just a day.

How about that?
- I still can't believe,

however, that you
hired a clairvoyant

to come and ghost
bust this joint.

- Look, she's not a
clairvoyant, all right?

She is very educated
and everything she says

is based on scientific fact.

An old place like this,

it's bound to have
a bunch of stories.

I'm just not fully convinced...
- I'm looking at the clock

now John, and it's 8:42.
- That the real estate agents

told us everything
we need to know.

- Who cares.
- For 24 hours.

In fact government officials...
- We got this place for

dirt cheap.
- Are quoted as saying.

- Hello?

Hello?

- Hello yourself.

How you doing?

I'm Reese.

But I'm sure you
already knew that right?

Am I right?

Told you she's hot, boo!

Listen.
- Okay, okay, okay.

Thank you.

Sorry, he doesn't get out much.

I'm Eric.

- Chloe.

- Thanks for coming
all the way down.

- Well, your email sounded
kinda desperate, so.

- He's desperate.

- I haven't been to Wakefield
in a really long time.

- Well, I'm glad you came.

I'm, we're glad you came.

- Mm hm.

- Um, uh, we're
happy you're here.

- Well, that's my cue.

You guys have fun
telling ghost stories,

and Chloe, it was
really nice to meet you.

Listen, Eric's got a problem
in the bedroom you might

be able to help him
out with because

he's really ornery and
tough to deal with.

- Thank you.

- He's charming.

- Ah, he's a little
rough around the edges,

but believe it or not, I'd
actually trust him with my life.

- I'm gonna have to take
your word for it on that one.

- Shall we?

- So, your email said you've
been having nightmares?

How about any other anomalies?

Have you seen or heard anything
unusual while you're awake?

- No, no, nothing.

- And you never experienced
anything like this

before you moved in here?

- Not that I can recall.

I mean, we bought this
place site unseen.

I don't know, maybe it's
just buyer's remorse.

- Well, that could give
anybody nightmares.

So, how much do you know about
the history of this town?

- Embarrassingly,

not a heck of a lot.

I know this place
used to be in inn back

in the early 1900s during
the prohibition days.

Other than that, I know
it's been closed for

the past 10 years.

Why are you from here?

- No.

No, I um, spent some time
here a long time ago.

But, no, I never had plans to
set foot anywhere near here.

- And yet here you are.

- I got your email and um,

I just had a strong feeling
I needed to be here.

- Oh the psychic stuff?

Yeah, about that, I, I'm
not really into that myself.

I mean the whole ghosts
and paranormal activity

and voodoo, hocus pocus.

I don't know, if you ask me, I
just feel like it's for small

minded people that like
to drink the Kool-Aid.

No offense, I...

- Oh, no offense.

Okay, good, 'cause I
thought for a second.

Uh, wow, no, that's okay.

A lot of people feel like that.

In my experience they're usually
the uptight control freak

types who require a logical
explanation for everything.

- Touche.

- Look, I'm not really a psychic
in the traditional sense.

I don't do seances.

I do not have a Ouija board.

Um, my method is
based in the reading

of energetic frequencies.

So, like everything has energy;
people, buildings, this bar.

That energy radiates out
at different frequencies.

So, for some reason I'm
just able to tune in

and listen to more frequencies
than most people can.

- So, like the frequencies
of ghosts even?

- Ghosts, entities,
in most cases, yeah.

It's just the realm of the
dead broadcasts on a different

bandwidth so to speak, than
the realm of the living.

We all share the same
atmosphere though.

It's really just a matter
of tuning in and listening.

It's just, it's a
lot safer to listen

to the energy of the living.

- Interesting.

Could you give me an example?

Demonstrate?

- Uh, sure.

- What?
- Oh, wow.

- What, what?

- I think you need to
buy me a drink before

I could repeat half of that.

- You got that?

Guilty as charged.
- Ah, okay.

I'm sorry about your dad.

- Eric.

- Excuse me.

Reese, Reese?

Last owner must
have left it here.

Oh, Jesus!

What the...
- You're such a pussy.

Holy shit, look what I found.

- Give me that knife.

You're not sharp enough
to hold a sharp knife.

- Dude, 80's porn.

I'm tellin' ya.

Look at all these.

Goldmine.

We gotta find a VCR.

- Why, you really
wanna see your mom on tape?

- Why you gotta put that

kinda energy out there, man?

What a zoo.

God.

Goddammit.

Fuck.

- Reese!

Chloe!

- Five minutes on his own.

Hey.
- Oh, fuck.

- Are you okay?

Did you pee yourself?

- Fuck you, fuck off.
- Show me, show me.

- Eric.

Eric, you saw something.

What did you see?

- His future as a bed
wetter who never gets laid.

- Reese, that's
enough, all right?

I don't know, I didn't
see anything, I.

Look, I gotta get
some work done.

Chloe, it was nice to meet you.

I'm sorry I wasted your time.

- Eric, Eric, wait.

- Don't mind him.

He's a bit of the
sensitive type.

I don't know how or why,

but it worked wonders
for him in college.

He got a lot of tail.

It's all right,
to each their own.

I was gonna eat that.

Huh, psychic's got a hot ass.

Who woulda thunk it?

- Hey.

- Hey.

- So, I have to get going,

but I feel like you
need to eat something.

- Oh, you're leaving already?

- Yeah, I just
have some errands.

- Thanks for the sandwiches.

- You're welcome.

- Come on.

Oh, look at that.

How are ya?

Yeah, want a hand with this?

- That'd be great.

Thanks.
- No worries.

- Guess I'm just not as
young as I used to be.

- Ah, now you're
just lying to me.

You wanna grab that one?

You grab the big one.

- You must be new in town.

I haven't seen you
around here before.

- Yeah, we are.

My buddy and I, we bought
the old inn in town.

We're fixing that up right now.

- Oh.

Um, how's it coming?

Are you guys all right?

- Yeah, we're all right.

Honestly, it's taking a lot
longer than anticipated,

but every time you
buy an old building,

it's bound to happen.

You know what I mean?

There's always a
boatload of problems.

- Well, I gotta tell you
that I am really surprised

that a young guy like you
would wanna hang around

a small town like this.

- What are you talking about?

We love it here.

Plenty of pretty girls
to keep us company.

Thank you.

- Listen, you can just
put that right there.

- Okay, you sure?

Just like that?

- Yeah, but you know, I'm gonna
go inside and get something

for you because
you've been so nice.

- You don't have to
do that, that's okay.

- It's all right, I want to.

Just wait here.

- Thank you.

Well, at least you got
hired help here, huh?

- Huh?

- At least you got some hired
help around here, right?

- I haven't had any hired
help around here in years.

That'd be the day.

I can't afford it.

- Has there been anything
strange happening

around here lately?

- Not since my husband
got up this morning,

told me he loved me
and he'd see me later.

- Okay, fair enough.

- So, this book it's about
the history of this town.

It's written decades ago,

but there's a section
in here about the inn.

I thought you guys
might really like it.

- That's very neighborly of you.

Thank you very much.

- You guys watch out.

Take care of yourself.

- Got it.

Thank you.

I should get going.

You have yourself a
wonderful evening.

Holy shit.

Moved to fuckin'
Creepytown, USA.

Best investment of my life.

- Hey.

- Hi.
- How you doin'?

I'm Reese.

- I know, I'm Nikki.

- That's funny 'cause
Nikki's my favorite name.

- Well, it must be
my lucky day, hm?

- Oh, yes, it is.

Nikki, I gotta twist your
arm for three things.

First, I need breakers,
electrical breakers.

- Break...
- It's a little black box

with a switch that goes
into a big gray box

with a bunch of electrical
wires going into it.

- Yeah, no, sorry.

- Okay, uh, VCR, you
got any of those?

- Sorry, no.

Not since the 90s.

- Well, there's no
need to make fun of me.

Do you know where I might
be able to find a VCR?

- Um, you could try
Miguel up the road.

He's got a bunch of old AV
equipment in his garage.

He's a little rough
around the edges,

but I'm sure he
could help you out.

- Okay, yeah.

No, I think I know exactly
where that is actually.

Third, I was wondering if I
could get your phone number.

Would that be a thing?

- Sure.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- All right, great, perfect.

Yeah, no, I'm new in town.

My buddy and I, we
bought the old inn.

- Really?
- Yeah, he wants to turn

it into a bed and breakfast.

- Wow, so you guys
bought the old inn?

- Yes.

- Wow, that place, that
place has been empty

for as long as I can remember.

You know, people
say it's haunted.

- That's probably why we
got such a good deal on it.

- You guys must be pretty brave.

Either that or
totally desperate.

- I'm brave, he's desperate.

- Okay.

That place has been around
since I can remember.

We used to sneak in
there during high school

and get drinks and what not.

- That was you?

Do you have any idea
the mess you left?

It took me two days
to clean that crap up.

- What, that's not fair.

So, I know where to find you.

- Yes, you do.

And maybe you can
find me tonight.

We can figure out what's
on those VHS tapes.

- All right.

- It was really
nice to meet you.

- Likewise.

- Take care.

- The government
of Canada now recognizes

that it was wrong.

- Hey, you own that inn
up the street, right?

- Yeah.

- Nathan Cross,
Wakefield's local butcher,

son of Albert Big Al
Cross, the local innkeeper.

- Is your cellphone workin'?

- In 2004, Nathan Cross
took his vengeance out

on seven innocent women.

Six were murdered, but
the final victim escaped

and helped convict him
and sentence him to death.

Her identity remains
a secret to this day.

Boom, we own a
fuckin' murder motel.

- What are you talking about?

- Apparently this place is
infamous in these parts.

It doesn't really surprise
me because everywhere I go,

everybody looks at me
like I'm fucking crazy

when I tell 'em I live here.

- I had no idea.

- The Wakefield fuckin' murders.

Are you kidding me?

How do you not know that when
you buy a place like this?

- I don't know, it
was the only thing

we could afford, all right?

It was the furthest from
the city, as soon as we had

an opportunity to buy something,
I just, I jumped on it.

I'm sorry.

- Sorry?

What are you talking about?

We're sitting on a
fuckin' goldmine.

People love this shit.

All we gotta do is
hire a couple girls,

we'll put red wigs on 'em

and we'll stock up
on butcher knives.

It's gonna be awesome.

- I shoulda known.

- Shoulda known what, Eric?

One of us has to
have an endgame here.

I don't know about you, but
all my money is sunk into

this entire house of horrors.

Every single bit
of the renovations.

And I don't know about you,

but I wanna flip a profit
at the end of this.

This murder shit is
gonna pay our mortgage.

People love a bloody spectacle.

- Look, I'm just not sure
I'm comfortable exploiting

the murders of innocent people.

- It's a historical fact.

History's got some gruesome
shit in it, my friend.

And I, for one, think
you're too uptight.

Look, I'm telling you this
because I love you, all right?

So, don't get angry.

But you need to get laid.

- Okay.

- Now, I'm no psychic, okay?

But, I'm pretty sure I
saw some sexual tension

between you and our
little psychic friend.

- Oh, come on.

Maybe.

- I knew it.

I fuckin' knew it.

Told you so.

Listen, okay, you just
gotta promise me one thing.

Just one thing.

When the time comes, I
need you to promise me that

you're gonna tell me if the
carpet matches the drapes.

- Okay, you know what?

- Ah, fuck, oh, God.

The murder motel has
gotten to him already.

Okay, look.

I gotta go see a
man about a VCR,

and with any luck,
we just found some

serial killer home videos.

Let's go.

How did we find the only house

that belonged to
a serial killer?

Yeah, I'm sure she's fine.

I'm sure she can
fend for herself.

See?

I told you she'd be fine.

Jesus Christ.

Where the fuck are you going?

- She needs our help.

- Not from us.

The cops, maybe.

What the fuck?

- Jesus fuck.
- Jesus, holy shit.

We gotta go.

We gotta go.

- Go, go, go, go.
- Get the fuck off me.

Well, this is it.

- Sure you want
the VCR that bad?

- Yep.

- Hey.
- It's Miguel, right?

Listen, I'm really
sorry I just walked

onto your property like that.

Nikki from in town, she
was saying that you might

be able to help me
out with something.

- What could I
possibly help you with?

- Okay, it's a bit
of an odd request.

I'm looking to borrow
a VCR and she said

that I might be able
to find one here.

I just need it for the night,

I'll bring it back
in the morning.

I'll replace any damages.

- What do you need a VCR for?

- I've got some
old family videos.

I was hoping to convert them
onto DVDs, savor the memory.

- Family videos, huh?

Yeah, okay.

- Thank you.

- I've seen you around.

You and your little
buddy in the truck.

You guys just moved in
just up the street, right?

- Yeah.

We met briefly, actually.

I didn't think you remembered.

Listen, if I'm
steppin' on your toes

showing up here like
this, I understand.

I can take off, man.

I was just, I was really
hoping I could borrow the VCR.

- It's pretty uh,
scary here, huh?

- Nope, kinda homey.

The meat hooks are
especially inviting.

- Yeah.

Me too.

I took 'em when the
shop closed down.

Figure you know, keep
the memory alive.

- Yeah, so uh, how long
did you know Nathan?

- Pretty well.
- Yeah?

- Known each other
since we were kids.

We weren't, um,.

You know, the same
as everybody else.

- Yeah, no kidding.

- He wasn't always
a bad guy, you know.

- Never said he was.

Was it a girl?

- His first five were red heads.

What do you think?

- I think it was a girl.

- Yeah, it was a girl.

Here you go.

- Thank you.

- You know, he became
like one of those toys,

the ones that you wind up.

You let it go it
just does its thing.

You know, without reason.

- Yeah, I understand.

Listen, I'm sorry if I
said anything disrespect...

- I don't give a
fuck about you, kid.

I got my own shit.

Just um, just be
cautious with that house.

It's honing in on something.

- Wait, what do you mean
it's honing in on something?

- I think you already
know what I mean.

- Thanks for the uh.

- It's Reese, right?

Careful with that meat hook.

- See ya.

Hey, princess.

Get in the truck.

We gotta go.

I'm going crazy, man.

I'm going fuckin'
god damn crazy.

- It's gotta be something
with the solar flares.

- Yo, look, solar flare
or no solar flare,

this is fuckin' crazy.

The energy is all wrong.

- Chloe.

- Yes.

Amazing, did you get
her number this morning?

Her services would come
in really handy right now.

No, man,.

The first time in
my life I am serious

and you, what are you?

- It's not working, I'm
not getting anything.

Shit.

- Me neither.

- Hey, pull over here.
- Yeah.

What's up?
- I got an idea.

- Where are you going?

- Just give me a second.

- Hey, fuck, man.

- Eric?

- Chloe, Chloe, can you hear me?

- Hi, I can barely hear you.

- Chloe, it's Eric,
we need your help.

- I can barely hear you,
are you feeling better?

- No, where are you?

Wait, Eric, need your help.

- Eric, I can't understand you.

- Can you hear?

Hello?

- Eric, I'm at the cemetery.

- Can you hear me?

Did you say cemetery?

You gotta get outta there.

No, you have to get...

- Shit.

Shit, my car's dead.

- Just stay there, stay there.
- Eric?

- I'm coming to get you.

- Shit.

- Hey, Reese, keys.

Hey, you sure you're gonna be
okay here for a few minutes?

- Yeah, no, buddy, I'll be fine.

I got plenty to keep me company.

- You sure that things
gonna even work with

all the electrical interference?

- Absolutely, man.

It's all analog.

As long as the power stays on,

they're all
magnetically imprinted.

- All right, be careful.

- All right, you too.

Hey listen, go get your girl.

Here we go, let's go.

- Well hey there, big guy.

- What are you
doing with that thing?

- Filming my big,
strong man in action.

- Put it away, Sarah.

- Woo!

So sexy.

Is your dad here?

- You shouldn't be here.

I don't like you here
when he's around.

- Stop being
such a baby, it's fine.

- Just go.

Please.

- What the hell do you think
you're doin' over there?

Look at ya.

All painted up like
an Indian, ain't ya?

You think you're some
kinda warrior or somethin'?

Huh?

You think you're so tough with

all them words
printed all over you.

I guess I should
be afraid of you.

Well guess what?

You're too stupid
to scare anybody.

Stupid and worthless
as your bitch mother.

At least that's why
she dumped you on me,

so I could deal
with you on my own.

When she found out what a
worthless cocksucker you are.

Oh, that pretty
little ginger you got.

She knows you're worthless too.

Bet she'd rather
be with a real man

who knows how to
spread them legs and...

- Enough!

- Well, do it, boy.

You ain't never had it in ya.

You worthless piece of shit.

- Nate.

- Fuckin' freak show.

Ouch.

Gamed by your own father.

- Whore.

Fuck me you fuckin' whore.

My own goddamn fuckin' father.

My own father.

He fuckin' embarrassed me.

My own goddamn father
in my fuckin' fence.

Oh, fuck!

You made me do this.

You made me fuckin' do this.

Shut your fuckin' mouth
for good, you whore.

You embarrassed me!

You made a fool of me!

I can't fuckin' look at you.

You got everything you deserved.

But you, old man.

Oh, it felt good.

- Chloe, get in the car.

- Just go, go, go.

- You okay?

What the hell is happening?

- I don't know.

I've never experienced
anything like this before.

I think it has something
to do with the solar flare.

- What?

- Solar flares release a
massive energy into the universe

and they produce
lots of radiation at
different wavelengths.

Now, I've heard they can disrupt

radio communications,
radars, satellites.

- That's why our
phones aren't workin'

and the power is
going in and out.

- Exactly.

But this, this is almost as
if the solar flare changed

the frequency between
the living and the dead.

- So what, it merged
the frequencies

and now we can all
see dead people?

- And they can see us.

- So what, I mean
it's all just vapors

or something, right?

- Depends on the entity.

They all have different
energies based

on their pasts or
the ways they died.

Now, entities are
often desperate to
latch on to the energy

of the living, especially if
they had unfinished business.

Even when the
realms are separated

it can be difficult
to get them to detach,

but now that the
realms are overlapping.

- What's to stop 'em from
sucking the life out of us?

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

We gotta run for it.

- Hey, what are you looking for?

- These things can see
our living energy, right?

Let's change our frequency.

- Hand crank radio.

Low frequency transmitter.

Yeah, we could use
it as a shield.

That might work.

Where'd you get that?

- Inherited it from my dad.

I pulled it out of a box
of his old camping stuff

the day Reese and
I left the city.

I don't know what
possessed me to bring it.

- He did.

- Stay close.

Come on.

- Eric, wait, wait.

We can't stay here.

We have to get Reese and go.

There's something I haven't
told you about this place.

- What, Nathan Cross, the
Wakefield Butcher murders?

I know, he was put to death.

- He had unfinished business.

- His last victim got away.

- He won't stop until
he gets his final kill.

- Reese.

Reese!
- Reese!

- This guy's insane.

No way.

- Oh, hi.
- Hey.

- So, how 'bout that drink
you were talking about, yeah?

- How the hell did
you get in here?

- I told you.

In high school we used to
sneak in here and we would

get wasted and we would
do naughty things.

Very, very naughty things.

- Yeah, I bet.

I think you've had enough...
- Yeah.

- To drink, don't you?

- What, that's fuckin' bullshit.

I haven't had a drink
since last weekend.

Yeah, hm?

- You haven't had a
drink since last weekend?

- That's right.
- Okay.

- Uh huh.

- Let's have a seat.

You wanna drink?

- I would love a drink.

- Right, I'm gonna

get you a drink.
- Oh, my gosh.

Oh, you're so sweet.

- Yeah, aren't I?

- Oh, yes.

- Okay.

- Reese, Reese?

I'll check the kitchen.

- I'll check upstairs.

Reese!

- Are you all right?
- Reese.

Reese.
- Chloe, where's Eric?

- He's downstairs.

Come on, we have to go now.

- He's downstairs, okay.
- Bring your friend.

- Eric.

Start the truck,
we gotta go buddy.

- We're not going anywhere.

Chloe and I, we
got here on foot.

We uh, we had to run.

The truck's dead.

- Fuck.

- Who's she?

- Nikki, his date.

- Dude, really?

- Oh, calm down, dad.

Okay, just 'cause you
decide to live like a...

- Look, look, look, enough,
enough, that's enough.

- Okay, look, Eric, I don't
know how to tell you this.

But the video tapes
that I found downstairs,

I watched them.

I saw...
- Me.

I was Cross's last victim.

That was 10 years ago.

I was a few towns
away visiting a friend

and he just grabbed me
right off the street.

I guess I was an easy target.

He took me here

and he chained me up in
the cellar for weeks.

The shackles were
rusty and eventually

I was able to work my way free.

I was so weak, but I found
a tunnel and I followed it

to a staircase and
when I got to the top,

I was in a different building.

- The prohibition tunnels
for the booze runners.

That's what you used.

- I went to the police
and he was convicted for

the murders of those women
and he was put to death.

But now, with the solar flare.

- He's come back to
claim his last victim.

- I saw him.

Today in the cemetery,
he was there,

and he's coming back here.

I'm sure of it.

- So we either get our heads
chopped off by a butcher

or go outside and get
sucked dry by parasites.

Worst date ever.

- What?

- Oh, my God.
- What's wrong with her?

- Oh, she's got three
entities on her.

They're feeding
off her life force.

No, don't.

Don't touch her or they'll
latch onto you too.

- Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Wait, what about the radio?

- No, no it's too late.

They've almost drained
her completely.

Unless the effects of
the solar flare wear off,

they'll just keep feeding on
her until her heart stops.

- What do you mean heart?

What happens at that?

- Possession.

- Eric.
- Shit.

- Nope, not happening.

I'm not going down
without a fight.

There's a shotgun
in the basement.

- There's flashlights
in the truck.

- Eric, no.

- Chloe, we'll be okay.

Stay with Nikki.

- Just be careful.

- Yeah, I'll be careful too.

Don't worry about me.

- Reese.

Reese.

Chloe, you okay?

Chloe you in here?

I'll check.

Chloe?

- I don't fuckin' know.

Eric?

- I see 'em.

- Hey, you big motherfucker.

Eric, get the fuck outta here.

- Reese, Reese, Reese,
you have to wake up.

Please, wake up, Reese.

Please, wake up, Reese.

No.

- God.

Eric.

Motherfucker, go, Eric,
just go, go, fuckin' go.

Go, go, go.
- Where's Nikki?

- I looked for both of them
up there, I can't find 'em.

- Where are we going?

- What are you doing?

We gotta go.

We gotta go right now.

- I can't leave her.

I can't leave her.

- What, Chloe?

She's gone.

She's gone, Eric.

I'm sorry.

- I know she's in there.

I'm not leaving her.

- Do you know what
happens to both of us

when we go in there?

- I'm goin' in.

I can't leave her.

- Tell me you know
she's in there.

Tell me you can feel
it right now, say it!

- I feel it.

- You feel it?
- I feel it, I...

- Do you, do you feel it?

Say yes.

- I know she's in there.

- Let's go.

You better be right about this.

- Chloe?

Where's that coming from?

- I don't fucking know.

- Chloe?
- Fuck.

The fuck is that noise, man?

- Chloe?
- Cocksucker.

- Chloe?

Chloe, is that you?

Chloe, is that you?

Chloe, it's me.

- What the fuck
is that noise, man?

What the?

It's locked!

- Chloe!

It's Chloe.

I thought you were
dead, where were you?

- I was upstairs
running from Cross.

He's still up there somewhere.

- Ah, geez, I was so
worried about you.

- I'm fine, don't
worry about me.

- Reese.
- Reese.

Oh, my God, Reese.
- Come on, come on.

Get up, get up, get up.
- All right, okay, all right.

- I thought you were dead.

- Okay.

Son of a bitch.

- All right, go, go, go.

- Eric, upstairs,
go upstairs, go upstairs.

- Fire escape.
- Go, go, go, go, go, go.

- Fucker.

- Eric, come on.

- I'm right behind you.

- Eric's fine, Eric's fine.
- Reese.

- Careful, okay, go, go, go.

Eric, let's go, man.

- I'm coming,
I'm coming, be careful.

- Eric, let's go.

It's okay, be careful,
Chloe, be careful.

Eric, let's go.

- Careful Chloe...

- Eric!

Eric!

Ah, come on.

Eric!

Oh, man.

You don't wanna do this.

Come on, it's okay, just please,

just please let him go.

- Don't do it, Reese.

- Take me, I'll do anything.

I'll do anything.

Just tell me what
you want, please.

Just anything.

- Die.

- It's too late.

- No, no, no, no.

No!

- It doesn't.

- Hello?

- Mission.

- Eric, Eric.

- Chloe!

- Where's Reese?

Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- Morning.

- Good morning.

How did you sleep?

- Like a rock.

I just had the best dream ever.

- What were you and little
Reese doing this time?

- Camping.

I was teaching him
to chop firewood.

- Well, you should
dream me in sometime

'cause I kinda feel like I'm
missing out on all the fun.

- Aw, babe.

I'm so sorry.

I have an idea.

How about...

We have our own fun time.

Right now.

Hm?

- Okay.

Eric, you're hurting me.

Eric?

Eric, you're hurting me.

- You made me do this.

You made me fuckin' do this.

Shut your fuckin' mouth
for good, you whore.

You embarrassed me!

Made a fool of me!

I can't fucking look at you.

You got everything you deserve.