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I think I found a way out.

Let's go on a road trip somewhere and get out of this shit hole.

Sounds good to me.

I ain't going nowhere with just you two.

I could call Melanie and see what she's up to. I know she doesn't have to work.

Where are you guys going to take us this time?

Let's go to the beach.

We do that all the time.

Why don't we go inland?

We could go, like, horse riding and all that country shit. Yeah, that sounds

like fun, and Mel would totally be down with that. Yeah, go on, mate. Let's piss

off somewhere new for a change. All right, done.

Nat, call Mel. See if she wants to come then. But we're not sleeping in the same

tennis donkey dig over here. Oh, come on, mate. Your mama loved it.

All right, lovebirds. I'm going to call Mel. You guys figure out where we're

going.

Hey, dude.

I've got an idea about where we can go.

And whereabouts.

You know how you've always wanted to stay in a haunted house somewhere?

Yeah, and what about it?

Well, that near Mitchell is a place called Charlie's Farm.

They say the family that lived there in the 80s was murdered by the locals.

Keep talking.

Apparently this place is on like 100,000 acres in the middle of nowhere.

I reckon we get some camping gear together and head out for a look-see.

So you want to go and camp on this Charlie's farm?

Yeah, it'll be fun.

All right, I'm keen.

But not a word of this to the girls, okay?

We'll just have to tell them when we get there. I'm cool with that.

Hey, Nat.

Natasha. Hold on, where are we going?

Tell her we're going out west.

Horse riding and fishing. Did you hear all that?

I think Donkey used to have a ranch out there. It's a farm, Nat. You're in

Australia now.

Who cares? It's all the same.

So, is she coming?

Yes, she's coming.

Oh. Oh, let me ask him. Jason, where are we going?

Uh, let's leave here by six tomorrow morning. All right, so just come here at

six o'clock in the morning and we'll all leave together. Sounds good to me, old

mate. Would you give us plenty of time for the eight-hour drive?

Yeah, just come to my house. Bring some warm clothes.

And don't forget, bring warm clothes because it's going to be really cold.

I'll keep them warm. Yeah, sure you will.

In your own tent.

Hey, that's the plan.

All right, I'm heading off to get my camping gear. All right, mate. Peace

out. I'll see you at six, eh? Fair, mate.

Hey boys.

Hey, let me get that for you.

Thanks. Hey.

Hey.

Hey Meg, I have to ask, why do they call you Donkey?

Are you for real?

Honey, is she for real?

Why? What's up?

Why do they call him Donkey?

Oh. Oh.

He can nearly put that thing in his own mouth.

Mate, if I could, I would.

You're so sick. Yeah, that is a little bit sick.

Come on.

Whack. Boom, boom, boom. Just hurry up and give me a hand, you idiot.

So, who am I sleeping with?

Mel, you're such a skirt.

I meant whose tent am I in? Mel, you're sleeping with Mick.

Sweet. Another question, why are we going out west?

Oh, well, there's this cool place that I know of. That actually has horse riding,

fishing and camping, but there's not going to be any mobile phone coverage,

so no Facebook. Just beautiful, fresh country air to breathe in. What do you

mean, no Facebook? I have fans, you know. I know.

I am one. Now, I'm sure your fans can hold off for a few days.

Drew, what are you doing? I told you not to say anything. I wasn't going to, man.

I was going to make up a big story for them.

That's exactly why I cut you off. Just think, okay?

All right.

Let's do this.

it's time to make

Hey, Dave, how much further before we get there?

I don't know.

Maybe two hours? You said it was going to be eight hours.

Babe, you've been stopping every hour off the sightseeing. I'd say we make a

stop soon, mate. Set up camp.

We can head into Midtown tomorrow.

You guys cool with that?

Yeah, I'm cool. Well, we're camping, so anywhere's cool with me.

I'm starving.

Actually, me too, bro.

Let's get a stretch and a bite to eat, then I can drive for a while.

Sounds good. All right, let's pull up to Delacroix and get a fair thing.

Are you sure it's left?

Yeah, it's left.

It's left.

It's left. It's left.

Are you sure?

Fuck. What's that sign say?

It said this way.

It's left. Did you do the right? Did you say this way?

It did. We're going to Delacroix. I've got a hunky dude. We've been driving for

five hours and I'm starving.

You're shouting at bees all night if you're wrong. If I'm wrong, it's bees.

If you're wrong, you're blowing the hookers.

How you going?

How you going?

Hey, love, how you going?

Oh, my God.

Have you guys ever heard of a place called Charlie's Farm?

I'm doing rules like you talk to everyone in the bar.

Don't you?

How you going, mate?

Have you guys ever heard of a place called Charlie's Farm?

Thanks for getting us a beer. I came with that one, sorry.

Want a mint and mango lychee smoothie for you?

Just a BB.

Thanks, mate.

So, blue, is it?

That's right.

Can I ask you a question?

Shoot.

How long you lived out here?

Born and bred.

There blues out back through and through.

Scared of the big city, aren't you, Bluey? Piss off, Jacko.

Yeah, I went there once.

Too many people there for me.

So, you know about Charlie's Farm?

Did you guys like your meals?

You lot aren't thinking of going out there, are you?

Yeah, for sure.

What can you tell me about the place? Nothing.

Stay away from there, son.

You and all your friends better just hop back in your car and piss off back where

you came from.

What's Charlie's Farm?

Shirley? You don't want to know about Charlie's farm. Best thing you can do is

go home.

Jason, where's Charlie's farm? I have no idea.

Hey, is it true people still go missing out that way? More than you know.

They've been for years. It's just a bullshit story.

Who wants another round?

Not for this fall.

You're going to take your friends home, aren't you, son?

I'd like another beer. No, you don't, mate. Let's go. You've had enough.

Let's go.

Off you go.

Fuck it, wankers. Mate, relax.

Oh, come on, that's bullshit. I'm so sorry.

Fuck me.

Okay, what just happened in there? Could someone tell me what the hell's going

on? Yeah, you mentioned a farm and everyone went all weird. I'm lost.

Yeah, me too.

What is Charlie's Farm and why do you guys want to go there? Please, no, stop

stressing, okay? Let's find somewhere to sleep and we'll talk about it then.

Let's go.

Here, let's get up the road a bit before Blue comes out and shoots me or

something. Bloody grumpy old prick.

Oi!

He's not grumpy.

He was there.

And he knows more than he'd like to know.

Look, guys, there's better places to visit than Charlie's Farm. Let it go.

So he was actually there when it all happened? Yes.

Weren't you listening? Holy shit, this is wild.

Who's here?

What are you guys talking about?

Look, love, I'd have a long chat to your boyfriend over here. He wants to take

you to a very dark and evil place.

A dark and evil place? Good on you, mate.

Don't listen to him, Nat. Let's just get out of here. Mate, I'm warning you now.

Don't go out there.

It's a bad place.

It's a bad place, is it, mate?

Hey, why don't you run along back inside and have another beer?

I know.

Why don't you and Blue go and shoot some roos or something? Mick, stop it.

Better still.

You can go fuck yourself.

Let's get in the car, let's go. You're a fucking smartass, mate.

You know what?

When you hit Mitchell, turn left.

Head towards St. George.

Charlie's Farm's along there.

Hey, mate, get off me.

Get in the car, get in the car.

Mate, thank you, all right? See you later, my friend. Shut your mouth.

Can you hear the banjo playing?

Shut up, you're such an asshole.

All right, guys, I want to know the truth.

What happened back there?

Fine.

There's a place out here somewhere called Charlie's Farm, and we thought it

would be a good idea to camp there for a couple of nights.

Sounds okay to me.

Are you kidding me? Did you see the look on those people's faces?

When you said Charlie's Farm, they got, like, all weird.

Honey, they weren't acting weird. Come on. Well, they weren't laughing.

Go on, mate.

Fill them in.

Yeah, fill me in.

Okay.

I can tell you what I was told by people when I was younger.

Back in the mid-'80s, there was a family that lived out here somewhere.

Their names were John and Meredith Wilson.

Anyway, rumour has it John Wilson was an American.

One of your Yankee mates.

But all I know is they had a son called Charlie.

And that this John was one fucked up fella.

Killin' backpackers that worked on his farm and eating parts of him.

Please help me.

Please.

How do you do that? Go, go, go, go, go, go.

Go, go, go, go.

Just kill the fucking hole.

Please!

We are trying to entertain in here.

Where are my friends?

Well, you got me there.

Please, let me see them.

Please, John, let us go.

Your friends are all dead.

Hey, it wasn't my fault. What do you mean?

Well, shut up. I won't tell you about it.

All right, all right. Your friend Trevor.

I hope he wasn't your boyfriend.

What a fucking pussy.

He screamed like a fucking girl.

Now, it was when he was asking for his mommy.

That's when Meredith started getting upset.

You have no clue how crazy my wife is when she gets angry.

I mean, she is fucking psychotic.

Anyway, Meredith is really angry at you now.

Oh, yeah.

Well,

I mean, how would you feel if your husband was being seduced?

By a young slut for the last four days.

Look, we both know how you feel about me.

Don't tell Meredith this. In fact, I think we really have something here.

But if she found out that you were falling for me, she would fucking kill

you. You know, you lie here all fucking naked, begging me for it.

I mean, that's not very fair to Meredith now, really. What are you talking about?

You raped me!

Wait a minute.

Rape? Rape? Are you kidding me?

I mean, you are lying back there. You are moaning and groaning. You're the

loudest fuck I have ever had.

You're all fucking crazy.

Okay, look.

You're not the tightest, but you are definitely the best I have had so far.

I mean...

You know, most girls, they cry, they clamp up.

But you, you just lay back and opened wide and said,

give it to me, John.

Charlie!

Come and take the scraps out of the pigs.

Charlie.

You heard your mom.

Retard.

Come on.

Come on. Get up.

Get out there and do what your mother told you to do.

Word of advice.

Don't ever breed.

Did you see that?

I mean, we give that kid a roof over his head, three square meals a day.

And you'd think he'd do a couple of things around the house.

What are you going to do to me?

What? Wait a minute. I thought we were going to have a nice D&M about young

Charlie, and you're so selfish, you want to... John, what are you going to do to

me?

Okay, okay, okay. Take it easy.

Look, the first thing we should do is talk about dinner.

Dinner?

You're letting me go?

Well...

Meredith has been in there all day, busting her ass, preparing the retard's

favorite, backpacker's spare ribs.

Oh, my God, you're so full of shit.

Okay, so the spare rib thing's mine, but I haven't even got close to the good

stuff yet.

It's just one of those campfire horror stories. Just trying to scare us, right?

No.

It's a true story.

Why do you think the old bloke at the pub got so pissed off when you just

mentioned a farm?

Keep going. I want to hear the rest.

A few hours after destroying this backpacker, the Wilson clan hear yelling

coming from their front yard.

Boy!

Get out of here and feed the pigs. You gonna feed the pigs.

Who the fuck is that?

Could it be the cops?

He could have been it. How the fuck do I know?

Grab the retard. If there's trouble, go blush.

Here we go.

What, is the pub closed?

John, we want you to put an end to the madness you and your wife have got going

on out here.

Blue, why don't you take these barflies and go back into town?

You've been killing people out here. We know you have. Oh, fuck you.

We're just trying to earn a living. Now get the fuck off my property.

I won't tell you again.

Oh, what, John?

I think you and Meredith need to go to the cops and hand yourself in. Hand

ourselves in for what? For killing innocent people.

All the workers you've had on the farm, where are they?

They went mad when we shot them. Who the fuck is telling you this shit? I heard

you ate them, you sick, twisted fucks. What? Oh, yeah, now we're cannibals?

Well, where are they, John? All these people that have vanished over the

years?

They're a bunch of hippie stoners. When they leave here, I don't know where they

go. And frankly, I don't give a fuck. Cut the crap, John.

Where's that retarded son of yours?

Don't say that.

Don't piss her off. I'll never hear the end of it.

You talk about my Charlie like that again, and I'll cut your fucking head

off and fade into the dingoes.

Is that right, bitch?

Well, you're gonna find that a bit hard with this problem.

What problem?

I don't have a problem.

You're fucked.

You're fucked. You're fucked. You're all fucked.

You don't even know it. You're fucked.

That's about all I heard, guys.

Apparently they took all the bodies somewhere on Charlie's farm and buried

them.

Some people say they put the bodies out for the Razorbacks to eat.

Hey, that Jacko fella said Blue was there.

So he would have to know what actually happened to the mother and the kid.

But I don't get it.

Why wouldn't they just call the police?

I don't know.

They must have their reasons, though.

I mean, even the other corpses they found in the house all disappeared,

which... Pretty well left it like an urban legend or something.

Okay. Hang on, what's a razorback?

It's a pig.

Yeah.

Male wild pigs out here are called boars and razorbacks if they're real big.

So Charlie hasn't been found or seen again?

Nope.

Vanished.

Well, that's how the story goes.

Some people believe he was either caught and killed by the locals or just died in

the outback.

Some people believe he's still alive somewhere.

Yeah, but wouldn't someone have seen him if he was still alive?

I mean... Not necessarily.

You know, the land out here is massive.

There are so many caves and hiding spots out here, you can actually live out here

for 50 years and not be seen.

I don't get it. Why would you guys want to go there?

I want to explore, you know? Like, let's see if we can find the actual house.

Look around.

Honey, we could find some really cool shit out there.

What do you think we're gonna find out there? This is so stupid. Wait, no, just

something, okay?

This is gonna be an awesome adventure, okay? And we wouldn't be the only people

doing this.

There'd be heaps of people who heard the stories who'd come out for a look.

No, only you two retards.

Honestly, seriously.

Look, I actually think this could be fun.

And if we don't like it, we can just pack up and leave.

Right? Yep. If we don't like it, we can leave.

I'm gonna go to bed, okay?

I'll see yous in the morning.

Night. Night, mate. Night, Jase.

Hey, remember, if we don't like it, we'll just get over there straight away.

Okay?

I just have this bad feeling.

I don't know, I just... There's something inside me.

Look, if you guys want to go, I'll go, but... I just, I don't have a good

feeling about this.

Wake you up! Hands off snake! Fuck, dude!

Piss off, will you?

Nearly scared the shit out of him. Oh, hell no. We have a farm to find. Get up.

Oh, man,

that's disgusting.

What? What happened?

Well, you've either got a turtle headbutt in your undies right now or

you're just really fucking messed up inside because that stinks.

After the stunt you just pulled, I think I do have to back one out, actually.

Nearly struck mud with that one.

That's disgusting.

Too much information, guys.

Are we really gonna go to this Charlie's farm, please?

Yes, we are.

It's gonna be awesome.

What about all those stories that Nick said last night?

Are they true?

From what I've heard, yeah.

So what if Charlie's still alive out there?

I mean, wouldn't that be a bad thing?

No one's seen Charlie for over 30 years now, so I highly doubt that he's gonna

come and party with us.

Besides... Me and Donkey will keep his ass.

Yeah, but what about that guy from the bar?

He said that all those people went missing.

He's probably just talking about the backpacker murders down in South

Australia. Look, guys, we've got nothing to worry about, okay? Let's just get the

gear sorted and let's move, because I want to find this place today, okay?

We'll leave right after I go to the club.

He's disgusting.

Yeah, I think I just lost interest, you know.

Where are we?

We're heading towards St. George.

What's St. George?

Hey, Donkey, that bloke from the pub said head towards St. George. Then what

did he say?

Nah, that's all he said, mate.

Shit.

Nat, call Tony.

This is so stupid. He'll know where to go.

Tony? Hi, it's Natasha.

Who's she calling?

Tony Stewart.

Yeah, good on ya. I'm serious, Tony Stewart.

Why? Who's that?

Tony the Hitman Stewart.

Tony, the hitman Stewart, the ex-headway boxing champ.

Why? That's the one.

Fuck, that dude's hardcore. How do you know him? Oh, Tony.

You know him too?

Yeah. For fuck's sake.

He said it's really dangerous and we shouldn't be going there.

How do we get there?

He's asking how we get there.

He said let's not go.

Give me the phone.

Give me the... You're such an asshole.

Tony, are you there?

It's Jason.

Yeah, sorry, my reception's shit-ass. You there?

Hang on, mate. Let me pull over.

You there, mate?

Yeah. So, Charlie's Farm, huh?

Somebody's feeling brave.

I've never been out there, but it's got a bad reputation.

That's all good.

I've been talking to some of the locals, huh?

Yeah, what can you tell me about it?

Well, I know it's a big place.

Something like a million acres.

I'm sure the farmhouse is probably pretty far in from the road, though.

Apparently a couple backpackers disappeared out there not too long ago.

That's fucking awesome.

Yeah, well, don't get too excited.

Anytime anyone disappears, people automatically blame Charlie's Farm.

Cops don't even bother going out there anymore.

How long are you going out there for?

Uh, one, maybe two days, then we're gonna head back in and run. Okay, well,

do me a favor. While you're out there, watch your backs. And when you get back

to Mitchell, give me a call so I know you're okay.

Yeah, no worries.

So how do you actually get there?

You know who the most popular guy in the nudist colony is?

Who? The one who can carry two cups of coffee and 12 donuts.

I don't get it. I don't get it.

Okay, mate.

Cheers. Thank you.

You're still an asshole.

What did he say? He said, be careful, be good to your mother, wear a rubber and

go this way.

I can take a piss.

This has got to be it. Lovely.

That's a big lark.

I know, right?

I said lark, donkey, lark.

Hey, dude.

Come check this out. What is it?

Look at this.

This is it. It actually says Wilson on it.

That was their last name.

See, I told you this is the real deal, and there's proof, motherfucker!

That's the one.

That's awesome.

Come and give us a hand with the gate, man.

I'll get on this side.

Shit.

That's just perfect.

What? Well, the gate's locked and we can't get through.

So let's go find another gate.

Nat, this is their gate. This is where they live.

Shit.

All right.

We walk.

We walk and we leave the car here.

Did he just say walk?

We're not walking. No. Yes, we are. I mean, if we keep driving any further, we

might actually go too far and miss the actual house. I mean, this seems to be

their driveway, honey.

We need to take this, and for safety reasons as well.

Yeah, I agree, mate.

As much as I hate walking, I think he's right.

Plus, if we follow the driveway, we can at least find our way back.

Please.

Okay, but how long is this walk gonna be?

I don't know, maybe a kilometre or so.

I don't reckon it'll be too far from the road.

What do you reckon, boss?

Yes, let's just get what we need and do this, please. Come on.

Alright, catch you again.

So, we're really doing this. We're really walking.

Yeah, it'll do you some good.

What do you mean by that, Ace?

Are you saying I'm fat?

Yes. No, that's exactly what he's saying. No, that's not what I'm saying.

I'm saying the exercise will do you some good. You're a prick.

No, no, I'm saying it'll do us all some good. No, you're a prick.

You're an idiot.

You guys have pants on.

You've got pants on.

For now.

You are such a dirty, dirty dog.

You guys, how much further do you think it's going to be?

Not much further.

We only just started walking. I do need to go.

What, a whole 800 metres?

I'm not going to laugh that long. Oh, my God. You'll be all right. I need to go.

Put a cork in it.

Wait till we get to, like, more grass.

Okay, guys.

We've been walking for ages.

I'm sure we're on the way to the actual farm. I don't know. Let's just keep

walking a little longer and we might find somewhere to camp soon, okay?

Maybe she's right. We've been walking like two hours. What time is it, mate?

It's 4.30.

Let's just camp here.

No, come on. Let's go.

Okay, let's go. Come on.

It has to be around here somewhere.

Hey, look at this thing.

What?

Yeah, it's beautiful.

Guys, maybe the locals, like, they burnt it down.

You know, it doesn't exist anymore.

It's not here.

Well, if that was the case, they could have taken the gates with them.

That's for sure.

Here's your bag.

Actually, that would suck.

Why would that suck? No, if it was all burnt down. I can tell you that it's not

burnt down, guys.

Why is that?

Because I'm looking at it.

Holy snap and duck shit, Batman. There it is.

That's where we're sleeping tonight, guys.

Are you kidding me? That'd be sweet. No, I'm not kidding you. Let's go. Come on.

It needs to be warmer. It won't be cold.

Well?

Well what?

I think she means he's going in first.

Jason is. He's the horror lover.

Nah, it's just all going together.

Come on guys, it doesn't look that bad.

This is stupid, let's just go.

Oh my god, look at this place.

I know.

How wild is this?

Wild? Wild and creepy.

Don't want to be left out.

Noah and Becky.

It's romantic.

I survived Charlie's farm.

What is it?

What is it?

Snake skin.

Asshole. We're all good.

Let me try.

You good?

Yeah.

Whoa.

What's that?

Aww.

Look at this.

Is this cute or what? Maybe it was Charlie. You sure it was your smart ass?

Mel, what are you doing?

I'm gonna keep it.

No, it's a really bad idea.

Yeah, if she wants to keep it let her keep it. It's fine Hey, that could be a

collector's item right there.

In fact, it's probably heaps of shit around here we could sell Hey, that's

not as silly as it sounds. There is so much shit in here that people would love

No, no way. You could keep the teddy bear if you want. That's fine, but

everything else stays Don't worry Mick, I'll talk to her

Charlie! It was the wind. It was the wind.

Look at this place.

Alright guys,

if we're gonna stay here tonight, we're all sleeping together.

Why the hell would we have to do that?

Yeah, I agree.

I survived Charlie's farm.

Hey,

it's hard to believe we're in the exact house where all those murders took

place. And the father was shot just out there.

Who knows how many people were killed in here?

Meredith?

Let's check every room, guys.

Meredith!

Meredith?

What is that smell?

Charlie, there are very bad men out there who want to hurt us. No matter

what happens, you must not come out. Do you understand?

Charlie, do you understand?

Come on.

Come on,

you pack of faggots.

You...

Tell me where they are!

Fuck off!

Where are they?

Fuck off!

Where's the retard?

Why don't you come here and say that

you're... Fucking gutless wanker!

Where is the retard?

Charlie died 12 months ago.

Kid that age, that retarded, he's not going to last

long out here.

Let's get this over with, don't we?

The farmers continue to brutally bash Meredith.

The whole time, Charlie's watching, not shedding a single tear.

As they beat her to death, she cries, screams, and laughs.

I'll sleep like shit now.

Yeah, that was a bit much, mate.

You know what?

This is surreal.

You two are sick, seriously.

Oh, come on, okay. I agree it's weird and scary, but it's definitely cool,

don't you think?

It would be a lot cooler if big guy over there would shut his mouth. Look, I

didn't mean to scare you.

And look, don't panic.

Nothing will happen.

You know what? This reminds me of a joke.

You want to hear it? Yeah, go on.

Only if it's funny.

Well, it is.

Well, I thought it was when my mate emailed it to me. Mate, just get on with

the joke.

I don't know.

So Charles Manson... Oh, come on.

No, it's just a joke. Come on, I want to hear it.

Me too.

Don't joke, Mel.

All right, so Charles Manson, right, he's walking through the forest with

this guy, and this fella turns to him and says, Dude, this is one scary

forest.

And Charles turns to him and says, Shut up, man.

I'm the one who's got to walk out of here on my own.

That is so stupid. I don't get it.

Who's Charles Manson?

You don't know who Charles Manson is?

No. He's like the biggest serial killer in the world.

I still don't get it.

He's walking him into the bush to kill him and then he has to walk back out on

his own in the dark.

Oh.

Still not funny.

What?

Anyway, who's up for some exploration?

Now? Right now.

No way.

I'll do most things with you, man, but there is no way I'll go around this farm

at night. It's the smartest thing you have said all day.

I still don't get it.

No. You guys are all wimps. This is supposed to be an adventure.

We'll do it tomorrow.

All right, rightio. Tomorrow we have to thoroughly search this place because we

could find some really cool shit out here, okay?

Okay?

Done.

I'm going to bed.

Yeah, me too.

I'm worn out from all the walking you made us do.

Whatever.

Is this place like the Blair Witch House or what? Donkey, shut up.

Except I didn't see any little red handprints, though.

Donkey, stop.

There's got to be.

Alright, alright.

Too far, brother.

99.

Morning, bro.

Hey, mate.

You sleep good? Yeah, I did, actually.

Hey, what time is it? It's 12.15.

Really? Holy shit, we slept for ages. Yeah, must have been the long drive in.

Shut up and let me sleep some more.

No way. Come on, up and at them. Let's go.

Hey, do you know where we can find some water?

Kitchen's busted.

Look at you, you idiot.

Although, we did cross a small creek on the way up here, so I'm assuming it runs

through the property somewhere.

Let's find it today.

Thanks, Dad.

Come on, up, up.

No, I'm tired.

Come on, Natasha, just get up.

No.

Give me a hand with some breakfast.

Do it yourself.

Hey, check this out.

What is it?

There's a couple of people coming this way.

What are they doing here?

Hello there!

Hello!

I guess we'll find out in a minute.

Are there really people out there?

Yeah, it looks like a couple of campers.

Look at that bloke.

Looks like a ginger Wolverine.

Hi. G'day.

How you going? Good.

I'm Jason.

This is Donkey. Howdy.

Hi.

I'd only say this is Gordon.

How are you guys?

Pleased to meet you. I thought we'd be the only ones out here. Yeah, so did we.

Where are you guys from?

Sydney. We travel around Australia working and stuff.

We had a bunch of backpackers about four weeks ago. They told us about this

place, so I thought we'd check it out.

Are they still here?

Last we met, they were headed this way, but haven't seen them since.

Where are you guys from?

Oh, we're from the Sunshine Coast.

But Jase's missus here's a yank, but we don't know that against her.

Hi, nice to meet you, bro.

Come on in. Actually, if you guys are hungry, we're just about to make some

breakfast. Good idea.

Carving. We have been walking for days.

It's a bit cold, though.

This is so Aussie right now.

We have nothing to cook it with. It's not like we have a microwave.

Do you know who Charles Manson is? You don't know who Charles Manson is? No, I

don't. Who doesn't? Everyone knows who Charles Manson is.

So what brought you guys out here?

These two weirdos.

I know what you mean.

Gordon has been dying to see this place.

I thought it was some kind of urban legend or something until we saw the

house in the distance.

Yes, it should be.

Wait here, I'll show you something.

No,

what's wrong?

I'm losing my mind.

What did you lose?

Her mind. She just told you.

Why did that happen? Well, when we went to bed I had the bear with me and now

it's gone. It's not in my bag.

Yeah, I saw the bear.

Jason. Donkey.

What's up?

Come here for a minute.

Ah, here we go.

Boss is gone.

What's wrong?

Did one of you two steal her teddy bear last night?

Why would we do that?

Don't look at me. I never touched it.

Maybe he walked himself back to the room.

Okay.

Something weird happened last night when we were asleep.

It was only for like a second, I swear, but there was a figure, like, standing

there in the doorway, just watching us.

Right. Sounds to me like you had a dream there, Mellie.

Well, did one of you two get up? No, no, no. It wasn't them. This figure was

huge.

Maybe you just really did have a nightmare. I mean, after all those scary

stories that Mick told last night.

Oh, yeah. You're probably right.

Okay, Humphrey will show up. Let's worry about this later. I want to get Moony.

Yeah?

Can we put our stuff in here with you again? Yeah. It's so real. I know. I saw

it. I was here. I saw it too.

It was like next year.

All right.

Clean up later.

Hey,

hey, hey. I've got an idea.

Why don't we go in three groups of two?

Okay, that's a good idea. You guys cool with that? Yeah, no problems here. I

don't know.

Guys, shouldn't we all stick together?

Mel, we have a few hours to look for things and then we're out of here

tomorrow. This is it.

Mel, it'll be fine.

And you better take care of her.

You know I will.

It'll be fun, Mel.

It'll be like Crocodile Dundee!

Where are your boots?

Buck, I've got my boots. You guys go ahead, I'll catch up.

Alright.

Oh, hey, here's the game plan. Let's meet back at the house before dark.

And, Mel, remember where you're going so you can find your way back.

But, mate... Hey, Boots!

Let's go!

What's up, Boots?

You're back at the other camp.

So, do you reckon the stories are true?

Why? What have you heard?

Not a whole lot. Just what the backpackers told us.

They reckon the place is haunted. They're into that.

Ghost busting shit. Mate, there is no way the place is haunted. I mean, you've

seen the house. It's all bullshit.

Jill, it'd be better if we saw something. We did come eight hours out

of our way.

You're the one that wanted to come.

I'm not whinging. I'm just saying it'd be better if we saw something.

He's playing it down.

He's been talking about it the whole way.

Are you kidding me?

He actually owns one of those Halloween hockey masks.

Excuse me. That is a limited edition Jason Voorhees mask, thank you very

much. You're right.

He does love this stuff. There's nothing wrong with that. I've got a steel Freddy

glove.

Whoa. Boys and their toys.

You were just jealous. I'm so jealous of your toys.

She's jealous.

Oh.

Oh, Ducky, you stink. That's disgusting.

What? I didn't do anything.

Something really smells around here.

Smells like it's coming from this old mineshaft.

It's probably oil drums or stuff leaking down there.

It doesn't smell like oil. It smells like, I don't know, a dead emu or

something.

Dead emu?

How do you even know what a dead emu smells like?

I don't know. It could be.

Fair enough.

I'll tell your mum I saved your life.

You're just... Good guy.

All right, you guys cool to meet us back here in a few hours? Yeah, we'll be

fine. Fuck yes. I'm gonna go and find myself a dead body.

What?

At least a finger.

Right, I'll see you guys later.

Good luck with that one.

Yeah, right.

Do you think this is a good idea?

Honey, we've got nothing to worry about. Besides, this is gonna be perfect for

Mel and Donkey to get a little bit of alone time.

What do you think's gonna happen?

She's not that easy.

Good point.

Can I ask you a question?

Yes.

When we get back, do you want to, like, be an item or something?

All right, so not exactly the reaction I was looking for. Oh, sorry.

What exactly do you mean?

You know, do you want to, like, go out with me together?

Oh.

Mick, do you want to be my boyfriend?

Well, yeah.

It'd be alright, wouldn't it?

Well, for a big talker, you're not very good at asking girls out, are you? Well,

I don't do it all that often. And besides, I kind of like you.

Kind of? You just want to get laid.

Maybe if you play your cards right.

What do you reckon?

I don't think so.

Mick, forget about it. That thing's disgusting.

I'm going for a swim.

Want to join?

I didn't bring anything to swim in.

Get in here.

Keep dreaming.

We'll just swim in your knickers then.

Oh my god.

What?

You really going in?

Hell yeah.

Come on, it'll be fun.

Come on.

Is it cold?

It's all right once you're in.

What about Crocs? No Crocs.

Get your ass in here.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, there's your camera.

Oh, yeah. Chuck it here. It's waterproof.

Is it?

Yeah.

And around.

It's not that bad.

Maybe it's luck.

No shit, Sherlock.

Let's go around.

Oh, check this baby out.

Gordon, put it down.

I'm serious.

Gordon, that is dangerous.

I'm serious.

Put it down.

All right, we're definitely coming back for this bad boy.

William? Do you smell that?

Smells like something's dead in here.

Probably dead animals.

It's disgusting.

Or... maybe it's one of Charlie's victims.

Drums for the campfire.

Checked this shit out, William.

Some of it must be like 50 years old.

It's like that it's disappeared and everything's been left the way it was.

Yeah, it kind of freaks me out, really.

Why? There's nothing to be scared of.

I don't know. I just don't like places like this.

You know that.

I mean, look at that old bed.

What about the old bed?

I'm telling you right now, no one's been in that in years.

It looks pretty fresh to me.

I mean, what if someone's staying here?

I'm telling you right now, no one has slept there in a long time.

From where I'm standing, Gordon, it looks like someone or something has been

sleeping in it.

I highly doubt that, Ali.

But if it makes you feel any better, I say we find the others, tell them what

we found.

You don't have to tell me twice.

Let's go.

Oh!

No way.

What? What's wrong? This is why we're here.

I'm not going in there. I'm scared.

Well, at least give me five minutes to check it out and then we'll leave, okay?

I'm waiting outside.

Just come in and have a quick look. I have a bad feeling about this.

I don't know. I'm staying outside.

Suit yourself.

I'll have to see.

You're stupid.

I still can't reach him. Well, there's no reception out there, Tony. Yes, I

know that. Just figured they'd get out there and realize there's nothing to see

and then head on back.

I called Nat's brother last night, and he told me that her boyfriend is prone

to get himself into trouble.

What do you mean by that?

Apparently, he's always finding himself in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Well, even you do that sometimes.

I think I'm going to take a ride out there and see if I can find them.

They're old enough to take care of themselves.

Want to go with me?

Hell no.

I do not want to go out there.

If you want to go, you go on your own.

I don't know.

Something about them being out there alone is bothering me.

I think I'll take a ride out there and see if I can find them and bring them

all back here. Tony, you said that we're staying for two nights.

Don't let it go.

I can't, Nance.

I'll see you in a few hours.

What? Check this out. What?

You're a shocker.

He's huge.

I know. He won't hurt you.

He's huge.

Look at that. There's a man. Fuck me.

What are you looking at? You pervert.

Be safe, will you?

Wait, wait, wait. Where are you going? I've got to get rid of him. Just stay

here. Just wait there. Just be careful. Seriously, mate.

What's your problem?

Just go away.

Yeah, I know, right?

Scary, huh?

Don't get too close. It's all right, Mel.

I think he's a bit retarded.

Bye.

What are you doing?

Your time is definitely up.

Jason, you're being an idiot.

This is something Donkey would do.

Hello? Guys!

Jason, Natasha!

What are you doing?

Just get over here. Get over here.

What are you doing?

It's not funny.

There is someone out there.

I'm not joking, okay? I saw someone or something before, okay?

I'm serious, okay?

And whoever it was is fucking massive.

Shut up! Shut up!

No, I don't want to go! No, we have to go.

I don't want to go!

Thank you

Is that you, Jason?

Where's Natasha?

Where is she?

What's the matter with you?

Oh, okay.

All right.

Calm down.

Let's not do anything stupid here.

One of us is gonna get hurt.

All right

Ugh!

Thank you.

Okay.

Thank you.

Huh.

Huh.

Amen.

Huh?

Help me. Quiet, girlie.

Was it him?

Look at me. Was it Charlie? He's down there.

Come on, hurry up. We've got to go.

Where's the police?

Why didn't you bring the fucking police?

There's no police coming out here.

It's just me.

Hurry up. He's going to fucking catch us. If you idiots never came out here,

we wouldn't even be in this mess.

And if you...

Get in the truck!

Come and get me, Charlie!

Fuck you Charlie!

He was a traveling house painter, church-going perpetrator, unbroken

neighbor, mysterious cottage Manhattan.

Lies alone abandoned, preselected slaughterhouse, her boyish looks don't

void demeanor.

She died a virgin, he led them to her skull, with splattered walls and

floorboards.

Very rusted, but stained through cleaver and a spore.

Oh, no.

Oh,

no.

Some pathetic ears, some horrific fears.

The monster's imprint, hang framed upon a wall, can change your life from being

orphaned.

Compartmentalized, invisible persona, from New York to Montana.

He's had his hands on every stain.

Cover the tracks and take the children.

To inflict the pain and to receive the same.

He had the grace of God inside him.

Embodied pathology and taken in flesh.

Involved children slain in silence.

Resonate the idea of sacrifice.

Delusional sadistic wishes.

Conjure the thought, religious, I count the fewest. Put the words together and

see what they mean.

Lash them until the blood runs right down their feet.

Oh no!

Oh no, no, no!

It's not his voice!