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(keys jingling) (door slamming)

(bold instrumental music) (shuffling and banging)

(grunting)

(grunting) (chuckles)

(heavy breathing)

- Fuck!

(grunting) (heavy breathing)

(grunting) (heavy breathing)

Hey!

(heavy breathing)

(crying)

Don't you fuckin' move.

(heavy breathing)

(grunting)

(dreary instrumental music)

(slamming)

(slow instrumental music)

(alarm beeping)

(upbeat alternative music)

* Baby

* I tried so hard

* Not to let it

* Hold our regard

* All you know

* It's a shot in the dark

(motor humming)

(upbeat alternative music)

* I walked right in to find you

* Anywhere but here

* The road has so long disappeared

* Baby

* What's wrong is right

* We could throw words

* Like punches all night

* But here I stand

* And here I say

* What's wrong is right

* We're on our way

* I walked right in to find you

* Anywhere but here

* The road has so long disappeared

* I walked right in to find you

* Anywhere but here

* The road has so long disappeared

(upbeat alternative music)

* Has so long disappeared

- Pop the boot.

- Well, good morning to you too.

Glad to see you, how was work perhaps?

- Morning.

- Happy Anniversary.

- Dean?

- [Dean] Yes.

- Thank you.

- See, I didn't forget.

- And...

I made you breakfast.

- What the hell is this?

Nice lunchbox.

- Just open it, it's the only one we had.

- Egg and bacon.

- [Woman] Yep.

- Cool.

Hmm, it's good, it's good!

You hate cooking.

- Well, someone's gotta look after ya'.

- Hmm, it's good.

Hang on.

Wait.

(chuckles)

- Oh my God.

And was all that just for me?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Pity, trying to look all sexy.

- Who's texting you?

- Mom.

Good luck on your weekend away.

- Probably glad that we're not taking advantage

of your empty house.

- She doesn't think we're 16.

- [Dean] Yeah right.

(laughing)

* But there's a broken bass

* All in this soft time

* Where have you been

* Always mine

* Where have you been

* Hopeless mind

* I'll be waiting for you all my life

(calm acoustic folk music)

- So, guess what Kim told me.

You know Kim?

- Yeah, she's the slutty one.

- Dean, stop calling her that, she's lovely.

- What about her?

- Well, she's pregnant.

- Oh great, now I feel bad.

- Yeah, you should.

- Does she know who the father is?

- Dean! (laughing)

- Just joking, relax.

- [Woman] You better be.

- So, why are you telling me she's pregnant?

- Just thought you might wanna know.

- I actually don't care.

Hang on a second.

You're not pregnant are you?

- No, I'm not!

- Sure?

- Stop looking at me like that.

Think I could be?

- Thank God for that aye.

- Does that mean you don't want kids one day?

- I don't really think about it.

- Well, you must have some sort of idea.

- Yes, no? - Maybe, I dont know.

You?

- Yeah, of course.

- [Dean] What?

- Not now!

- Okay (laughs).

You had me worried there for a second.

- So, have you given much thought to when Treb comes around?

- No, why?

- My course.

- Claire, you said you weren't gonna go.

- Well, I wasn't. - But?

- Dean, you know how good the course is.

They only take like 12 people a year.

- Yeah, and there are universities

all over Queensland honey.

- Yeah, and I got in.

I can't just turn them down.

And I know you don't want me to go,

but this is such a huge opportunity for me.

No waiting list, no second chances, it's now or never.

What, so you want me to stay here my whole life?

- Aren't we happy here?

- That's not what I meant.

Just can't we be happy there?

Dean?

- [Dean] What?

- Well, don't you have anything else to say about it?

- Look, if you wanna go then go,

but I don't have to like it.

- You could at least be happy for me.

- I am happy, but you know,

I don't wanna talk about this right now.

I don't wanna think about it or talk about it, okay.

(revving)

This'll do us.

- [Claire] I'll go.

(slow instrumental music)

I can't even get my GPS up.

- [Dean] It's okay, I don't need directions.

- So, you know where we're going?

- More or less, yeah.

- You are so lost.

- Claire, there is no way anyone can get lost in this town,

it's tiny, look at it. (laughing)

- Yet, you've managed.

Congratulations.

- Service station, perfect.

- So, you gonna ask for directions?

- I don't need directions, I need to fill up.

- [Claire] Really Dean?

- Yep, but you can ask if you want.

It looks like they're open too.

Princess.

- You filling up or that you know where we are?

- [Dean] A bit of both.

Where you going?

- Bathroom.

- [Dean] Number one or number two?

- [Claire] Dean!

(knocking)

- Ugh, got a light?

- No, sorry.

(knocking)

I don't smoke so I don't need one, sorry.

- You cars got one, when it comes on.

- Sorry, doesn't yours too?

- Mines not working.

- Well, I can't fix it for you.

- You don't need to be a smart ass alright,

I just wanna smoke.

- Look, I don't have a lighter for you,

so just-- (knocking)

- Stop being a little bitch,

and give me a fuckin' light.

- Get lost!

- I'm gonna smash through this fuckin' window.

- Oi, you alright?

- Yeah mate.

I just need a light here.

But your misses won't help us out.

- Yeah, well she doesn't smoke.

- Good man.

(knocking)

- [Dean] Go ahead, grab it.

- Cheers mate.

(revving)

- Who were they?

(chuckles)

- You sure do attract the creeps.

- Dean, it's not funny.

- [Dean] Claire, he's gone now, don't worry about it.

- Don't worry about it?

- Well, you're okay, yeah?

- Yeah, but he was seriously a disgusting feral,

gross, and he...

You just didn't have to be so nice to him.

- Claire, with guys like that you've just got to

give them what they want and they fuck off.

Well, what did you want me to do?

- I dont know, bash him?

- Bash him, okay, next time I promise.

(chuckles)

- Dean, we passed that pub like three times.

- Okay fine, I'm lost.

Let's just ask someone for directions.

- Actually no, I don't think we are.

Just down there.

- I knew that.

- Yeah, sure you did.

- [Claire] Not bad.

- Come to bed.

- [Claire] No, no!

- Let's sleep.

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

You're just trying to make me comfortable

so we don't have to leave the hotel room.

- Is it working? - Maybe.

I really do wanna go out,

and have a look around town though.

- Awe. - Awe.

- I've got a better idea.

- You are so predictable.

(giggling)

- [Claire] You didn't.

- I did.

And they didn't even know what a bloody latte was.

You better enjoy that.

- Thank you.

- This looks cozy.

- Don't you get too comfy.

We're going hiking today.

- Bullshit, we're going back to bed.

- Dean.

- Fine, let's go hiking (laughs).

Well, you coming?

- I'm gonna finish this first.

- No, you can eat it in the car.

- Give me that back!

Dean!

(slow instrumental music)

- Nah, I better pull over.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

- [Claire] Dean.

- I could probably rebuild that thing.

- Awe shit. - What?

- It's that fucker from the servo.

Just keep driving.

- Claire, it's gonna be hours until

someone else comes past here,

he's gonna be stuck here.

- Dean please, he scares me.

- He's pretty scary.

- He threatened me okay, just go!

Just go!

- Why the hell didn't you tell me?

- Well, I didn't think we'd be bumping into him again.

- What did he say?

- It doesn't matter now, I don't wanna talk about it.

- Are you mad at me?

- No, not mad, I just don't like being

left in the dark, okay.

(slow instrumental music)

- Ah!

(slow instrumental music)

Ah! (laughing)

Ah!

I think we should go back to the hotel room now.

- Yes. (laughing)

I'm driving.

Can you smell that?

Awe shit!

Fuck!

- Dean.

- Sorry, I'm gonna have to pull over.

- I thought you got this thing fixed.

- [Dean] I did.

(slamming)

- What seems to be the problem mate?

- Awe, all good, just over headed buddy.

- [Man] You need some water?

- Ah, nah, I'm alright.

I'm just gonna give it some coolant,

and then I'm gonna be on my way.

- Piece of shit care like this,

it must happen all the time, right.

- That's not really helping mate.

- Mate?

So, we're mates now.

- Look, like I said, I'm alright okay.

- Awe, no, we couldn't just leave you here

on the side of the road.

We're good blokes ain't we mate.

- [Man] Yeah, wouldn't leave you broken down,

that's for sure.

- Whatever.

- You and me, we're not mates.

I'll be hers though. - Back off alright.

- [Man] You alright boys?

- Yeah, this dickhead reckons he's fixing

this piece of shit car.

- No, he looks like a fag mate.

He probably can't fix shit.

- Look, I don't need this shit from you guys today, alright.

- Settle down there.

We're just stirring.

- Just making sure you're on your way.

- Yeah, well I am, so just piss off alright.

- That's not very nice.

- Whatever, you just run back to that little cunt of yours.

- What the fuck did you just say?

- You might wanna settle down there, mate.

- Fuck you!

Say it again, I dare you!

- I said run back to your little cunt.

(banging)

- Fuck!

- Get the fuck off me!

(slamming) (yelling)

Get off me you dumb fucking cunt!

(yelling) (screaming)

- [Claire] Get off me!

(grunting)

- You got something smart to say now?

(grunting) (coughing)

You got a pretty girl here faggot.

- [Dean] Leave her alone!

- Looks like she needs a real man to show her around town.

- [Claire] Dean!

- I'm gonna find out how you taste.

(screaming)

- [Claire] Dean!

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- Claire, get back in the car!

You okay?

- Yeah.

(leary instrumental music) (revving)

(heavy breathing)

(revving)

(bold instrumental music)

Go faster!

(bold instrumental music) (revving)

Have we lost him?

(revving) (screaming)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

(bold instrumental music) (revving)

(screaming) (crashing)

(pensive instrumental music)

Dean, Dean, Dean.

Dean.

(screaming)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(yelling)

Owe! (grunting)

Ah!

(yelling)

(thudding)

(sobbing)

Dean!

Dean, wake up!

Dean!

- Oh shit!

(sobbing)

We're gonna be fine, shh, we're gonna be fine, okay.

Are you hurt?

Are you hurt?

(sobbing)

- They're just trying to scare us.

They're just trying to scare us.

- Dean, I heard them--

- Who the fuck are these guys?

(sobbing)

Claire, Claire, Claire, Claire!

How long have I been out?

- I dont know.

I don't know.

- I need you to help me right now.

I need you to help me right now.

What did you hear them say?

- [Claire] Stop.

- Try and focus, try and focus, okay.

We're gonna get out of this.

Claire, we're gonna get out of this,

but I need you, alright.

(sobbing) Fuck!

(heavy breathing)

(sobbing)

I'm right here with you.

- Why?

- [Dean] We're not gonna die.

Just stay with me!

You need to stay with me!

Can you move at all?

- No!

(coughing) (sobbing)

- [Dean] Just think about all the things

we're gonna do when we get out, okay.

Try to see if you can slip anywhere else.

If we can get loose,

we can make a break through the cover,

and get the fuck out of this.

Fuck!

(sobbing)

Claire, get along, shh, Claire, look, look.

Over there.

There are tool boxes near the sling.

We have to open that toolbox, down there.

We'll find something sharp to cut.

I can't get to it, I need you to try.

- [Claire] I can't.

- Can you do that for me, please?

You need to try, just try to open the toolbox, okay.

- Okay.

- [Dean] See if you can kick it over first.

Try and kick it over first,

and spill the tools.

Kick it over.

- [Claire] I'm trying.

- [Dean] Try.

That's it, kick it over.

Kick it over, kick it over.

Go ahead, kick it over.

- [Claire] I'm trying!

- [Dean] That's it!

Yes, yes, yes!

Good, good!

Okay, okay.

So, try and look for something sharp, okay.

Just search for something sharp to cut the ropes, okay.

Claire, please.

- I'm trying.

- [Dean] You can do this, please.

That's it, that's it.

- I feel something.

- [Dean] Work with it.

- I can't.

- Here, let me try.

Let me try, yeah.

Hey, come this way.

- [Claire] Ah!

Owe, owe! (grunting)

Oh shit, they're coming.

Here, tuck this, tuck this.

Shh, tuck this quick, right there.

(grunting)

(heavy breathing)

(grunting)

(yelling and sobbing)

- Fuckin' leave her alone!

(grunting)

(sobbing) (grunting)

- [Claire] What are you gonna do with us?

- [Dean] Fuckin' leave her alone!

(yelling) (grunting)

(screaming)

Someone will find us.

- Yeah? Who's gonna find you?

- [Claire] Let us go.

- No one knows you're here.

- [Claire] Let us go!

(sobbing)

- How or would I?

After I went through all this trouble to get you.

- [Dean] Please! We didn't do anything to you!

- Now, that's part of the problem isn't it.

- [Dean] Please, just let us go.

- Fuckin' freeze you little faggot.

- We won't tell anyone what's happened.

Please.

- Hey boys.

The razor?

- Are you raving mad? Fuckin' shit.

- Yeah, that's what I thought.

Jarred, keep an eye on him.

Heath?

Hold her down for me. (sobbing)

- [Heath] You touch it, I'll rip your fuckin' head off!

(yelling) (sobbing)

(screaming)

- [Dean] You inbred fuck!

(screaming and sobbing)

(heavy breathing)

- You know, I wanna know.

Do you wanna watch while we gut her?

Or do you wanna blindfold so you can just hear her scream?

(sobbing)

Maybe you should watch.

You can cheer us on.

You know what, since you reckon you stay tough.

Now, you can help me out with something.

Always wanted to try this.

Hold his head back.

(screaming)

- [Jarred] It's not good for your hair, right.

(choking and coughing)

(grunting) (screaming)

(eerie instrumental music)

- Shh, be a good girl, and you're gonna get a treat.

(grunting)

Me and the boys are gonna look after you.

It's alright, shh, shh, shh.

(eerie instrumental music)

- String him up!

(bold instrumental music)

(grunting)

I want him bloody.

(coughing)

(yelling)

(sobbing)

(bold instrumental music)

Look what I got.

See how that feels with a bit of fire.

Ready?

- [Dean] Run!

Run Claire!

- Well find her!

- Well, where'd she go?

- If I knew where she was I wouldn't be

fuckin' standing here now would I?

- [Jarred] I'll get me rifle.

- Well, get it then!

- Maybe she went up around--

- Shut up!

Just keep looking!

(slow instrumental music)

(gunshot)

- [Jarred] Over there behind the Falcon!

- Don't kill her!

I want her alive!

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- Ah!

Fuck!

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- [Knuck] Stop you idiots!

- [Heath] What?

- Stop!

Get the faggot!

- [Heath] Startin' up the car now?

(engine humming)

(engine stalling)

(engine humming)

(engine stalling)

(sobbing)

Open the door.

Open the fuckin' door!

We're gonna cut your boyfriend's fuckin' head off.

- Go, go, go, go.

- You got till the count of three.

One.

- Dean.

- Go Claire!

- Dean.

- Two.

- I'm sorry.

(yelling)

- I could slit your throat right now.

- Do it.

- No, I've got a better idea.

Bring her to the shed.

(sobbing)

(slow instrumental music)

- Someone will find us.

- No one's found us yet.

I could have killed her back there.

Slit her fuckin' throat.

Heath, he's worse.

You know, no more asshole.

You and me, when we fuck a girl,

that's just fuckin'.

But Heath there, somethin' else.

That's why we never let him go first.

He makes them, he tears them up.

He's not gonna be fast either.

Be nice and slow.

She's gonna suffer.

You're gonna watch.

He's gonna make her bleed like a fuckin' river.

(slow instrumental music)

Leave us a piece mate.

(sobbing)

- I like them warm.

(sobbing)

(yelling)

(screaming)

- Leave her alone!

(eerie instrumental music)

(grunting)

- You ever been fucked by a knife?

(screaming)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

(yelling)

(banging)

- Here, here, here. (screaming)

It's just me!

It's just me, shh, it's over, it's over.

You're safe, you're safe now!

Claire, it's okay. (coughing)

Here, let's go.

Claire, Claire, shh, Claire it's okay.

It's okay, it's okay, it's over now okay.

We've gotta go.

If they come back we're fucked alright.

It's over, come on please please please.

Come on, come on.

Let's go.

(gunshot) (screaming)

- [Jarred] Shit!

(revving)

- Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

- Dean.

- It's over.

Honey, it's over.

You're safe now, okay.

You okay?

You okay?

What's wrong?

It's alright.

It's alright.

Sorry, sorry.

Sorry, are you okay?

Stay with me huh?

It's okay.

Please just stay with me, you'll be alright.

It's okay, it's okay.

You're gonna be good.

You'll get through this okay.

- [Claire] I love you.

- I love you too.

You're doing well.

You're doing really well.

Just breathe.

We're gonna go to Queensland together, remember?

Just me and you, yeah?

We'll get a house together,

it'll be heaps of fun, please.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- No, no, no, no, no.

Claire.

Claire.

(heavy breathing)

(eerie instrumental music)

(bold instrumental music)

(grunting)

(bold instrumental music)

(grunting)

(bold instrumental music)

(yelling)

(yelling)

(yelling)

(slamming)

(slow instrumental music)

- Did you get it running?

Jarred.

Fuck!

Jarred!

Jarred's dead!

- [Knuck] What the fuck you squealin' about?

- Him!

What the fuck happened?

- Let me fuckin' guess, they came back.

- [Heath] Fuck that, fuck him.

I'm gonna find him.

I'm gonna gut him.

- Yeah, you do that.

I'm gonna go clean up the shed.

- I'm gonna kill you!

(leery instrumental music)

(barking)

(leery instrumental music)

(grunting)

(heavy breathing)

(banging) (grunting)

(leery instrumental music)

(banging) (grunting)

(heavy breathing)

(eerie instrumental music)

(grunting) (heavy breathing)

(eerie instrumental music)

(heavy breathing)

(leery instrumental music)

- Well faggot, what are you waitin' for?

(gunshot) (yelling)

(yelling)

(yelling)

When I'm done with you,

I'm gonna go up on your misses

so I can have some fun with her while she's still fresh.

(banging)

(yelling)

(eerie instrumental music)

(grunting)

(eerie instrumental music)

(grunting)

(eerie instrumental music)

(gurgling)

(slow instrumental music)

(eerie instrumental music)

(upbeat country folk music)

(leery instrumental music)