Original subtitles

(" Mad Sensations")

(car cruising)

- [Denise] How long are we staying here?

- Just tonight.

We sleep, we leave.

We meet up with Danny and Keisha tomorrow in Long Beach.

- Nah, this is a nice little vacation spot.

I think we should stay here a few days, you know,

make a fucking baby or something. (chuckles)

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- I don't think so.

- Why did we have to come all the way out here anyway?

Oh yeah, that's right.

I remember.

'Cause you paid Bird 50K for plans

he already sold to every other crew in LA.

And now they're all after us

thinking that we ripped them off.

Did you know that Denise?

- Oh, shut up.

- (chuckles) And you still want to give that shit a cut?

The only cut that ass cum's going to get,

is to cut his throat.

(car door clicks open)

(car door bangs)

What'd I do? (car door bangs)

(door knob clicks)

(cabin door creaks)

(cabin door bangs)

This bag's heavy, man.

(feet thumping on floor)

(zipper hisses)

Goddamn!

(laughs hysterically) God fucking damn.

(bundle thumps)

- Shit.

It's like four...

Four and a half million here?

- Or something like it.

We get Bird his car, we still clear like two and a half.

- Nah, Polly's got a point. You don't need to fuck around-

- Don't.

Birthday goodbyes.

- Please.

- Fuck Bird.

Cub-smoking cunt.

No offense, Denise.

- Yup.

- Fucking.

You don't deserve shit but a clear full hallow chips

of my dick in his mouth.

- Bird gets his cut.

(zipper hisses)

And that's that.

- [Polly] No.

No, this is motherfucking this, motherfucker.

You fuck around for too many into that half of faggot.

That's not be bitching out to the highest caliber bitch

and me, Donny, Denise and Keisha.

Hell.

You can't even walk the block no more.

I can't let you fucking bitch out like that, man.

- Put it away.

- Or what?

- Or she is so fast, you'll stink standing.

- I thought you're with me.

- You thought wrong.

I'm with him.

Always have been.

- Oh, I'm trying to see a logic for him.

I guess it's just a little on my right.

There was at time you were ready to use that shit bag

for target practice and pay him.

- There was also a time you had two fucking eyes, Polly.

Times change.

(suspenseful music begins)

You should too.

- Yeah.

Oh yeah, they do.

They do. (chuckles)

(door bangs)

- Piss bitch!

(feet thumping)

What's your deal?

You're looking at me sideways ever since the bank job.

- It's nothing.

- (scoffs) Bullshit, it's nothing.

Look, you can't even look me in the eyes

unless you're looking at me all hard

like you want to jump off or some shit.

Hey.

I'm with you.

(scoffs)

Motherfucker, I'll ride and die with you.

- I just never seen that part of you before.

(Denise scoffs)

What happened back there?

- That motherfucker went for his piece.

What?

- And the bank tellers?

The manager?

- Bitches.

- The people in line, what about them?

Huh?

- I said if anybody moves, they'd all get it.

If they did what they did

and I didn't do what I'd say I'd do

if they did what they did, I'd be a liar.

I ain't no fucking liar, Vel.

- I don't know who you are anymore.

- You know exactly who I am.

Killing people doesn't make me a bad person.

Still me.

(ax pierces) (Denise yells)

(tense suspenseful music)

(Denise panting)

(feet thumping) - Polly! Polly!

Polly!

(body thumps) (Denise yells)

(tense suspenseful music intensifies)

Fuck! (crying)

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

You can have all the fucking money, man!

I don't care about this fucking- (music drowns out speech)

(Denise screams)

(ax pierces through flesh)

(upbeat metal music begins)

♪ I spent so long waiting on the devil's dime ♪

♪ Yellow yellow red waiting on the green light ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you do ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you say ♪

♪ I, I ♪

- Wow!

- Wow, this is so nice. - This is good.

(upbeat metal music continues)

Nice. - This is good.

(girls giggling)

- Welcome staycation done right.

(door creaks)

(lips smacking) (Doug clears throat)

(upbeat metal music continues)

(girls giggling)

- Hey, where are you girls headed?

- To find a bed.

(both giggling)

- Room.

To find a bedroom-(other girl chuckles)

- Well, bedrooms are down that way,

and then there's a couple more in the basement

or loft above.

Enjoy.

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

- [Stacy] You gotta be kidding me.

- What?

- Leave them alone, Randy.

- [Randy] No, no, no, Stacy.

They've been doing this shit all day;

teasing, groping, squeezing on each other, teasing me.

And now I'm supposed to go downstairs,

when I know beyond a shadow of a doubt,

that there's some serious late night, pay-per-view

tits and ass, vagina-lympics, 69 and scissor fest going on?

It's not fair!

- Deal with it.

- Then you help me deal with it.

'Cause my purple rocket is ready to rage.

- (chuckles) Oh Jesus.

♪ I ain't gonna let you slip away ♪

- This is nice.

- Leave it off.

- Why?

I want to see your body.

- Yeah, D-day.

Why? (chuckles)

'Cause I have one of these. (laughs)

- Turn around. (both giggling)

(upbeat music continues)

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

(both laughing)

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

(chain clicking) (upbeat music continues)

(cooler closes)

- Hmm.

That's better than mama's breast milk.

- What's going on with us?

I mean, am I the one doing this?

(Doug exhales)

Hey.

Come on.

It's over, Doug.

It's been over for a long time.

Come on, you have to believe me.

Hmm? - Come on.

(lips smacking)

Tell me I got nothing to worry about

and I won't kick his fucking teeth out.

(Cassidy chuckles)

- You got nothing to worry about.

(gentle upbeat music begins)

- Okay.

- Thank you.

(lips smacking)

(gentle upbeat music continues)

(lips smacking)

- See, this is why we should have just stayed in college

and become career students.

- What?

- You know what.

You and her, it's ridiculous.

- It's nothing.

- Look, it's not nothing.

It's something.

And back when you, me, Cass and Viv used to live together,

this never would have happened.

And you know why.

- Don't.

- (chuckles) You know why.

Come on. (taps Stacy)

What was our motto?

- I ain't saying that shit.

- Come on-

- Nope. - Say it.

- What's up bitches?

- Oh, shit. (Stacy and Vivian laughing)

- The blackout brigade days are over, man.

You need to slow down.

You're not 20 anymore.

- Bitch, please. I still look it. (Liz chuckles)

And the blackout brigade days are not over,

they're back in full effect.

(chuckling) - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, so, I hear you're the new...

Scissor Fest champ.

(Stacy and Vivian laughing)

- Vivian- - It was true.

In college she was taking so much coke

I thought she was a Survivor

stocking up for World War III.

(both laughing)

Now she's flashing gash with Tammy,

inquiring minds.

- Oh yeah, well, my inquiring mind wants to know

about you and Darren.

- There is no me and Darren.

The boy is a pussy.

P-U-S-S-Y.

Eight years and he's still dancing around

asking me out like,

Michael Flatley. (chuckles)

Michael Flatley, Lord of the Dance,

River Dance...

- Okay. (scoffs)

- You two uncultured sluts.

I should con pond both you off this porch.

- Like, either way, just stop being a fucking bitch

and go ask him out already.

Why don't you stop leading him on the way you do?

- Because much like you Liz,

I love the smell of pussy in the morning.

(inhales) It smells like...

Victory. (exhales)

(both laughing)

- Disgusting.

- That's fucking nasty. Aw...

- Yeah, it's funny.

- What the fuck is wrong with you? (both laughing)

(gentle upbeat music continues)

- [Male On Music Player] Joke on a wiener, fuck cunt.

- [Female On Music Player] You can be such a dick sometimes.

(upbeat music)

(lips smacking) (both giggling)

(gentle music)

- How much do you say it is a time to share this cabin?

Doug?

- I don't know.

Two, $300 a month?

(Brian chuckles loudly)

It's a five bedroom on a 52 acres of land.

Try more like $2,000.

Let's see, here's the kicker.

Me and Stace,

get it for less than 400.

- Get the outta here.

- No, you get the outta here.

I'm serious.

- How'd you get this place for so little?

- (exhales) See,

this place sat abandoned for like 20 years or something

before me and the other guy picked it up.

Original owner was some poor bastard named Paul Talbert.

He was a detective in Big Bear,

Homicide division.

Talbert was investigating irrational murders

by a serial killer

who became known as a local legend

known as the Axeman at Cutter's Creek.

- Ah shit, that's this cutter's creek?

- [Brian] Yeah.

See, the thing is,

the crime scene report

on the graphic detail,

you know, hands and feet hacked off,

heads split in half,

blood, guts and shattered bones,

I mean the axeman slashed his way through the woods

and into the town's history.

In one report, coroner asked,

you know, how many body bags to bring

and Talbert said, "Just bring them up in a fucking bucket."

I mean...

it wasn't a large enough chunk in the meat

to identify whether there was male or female.

So I mean, this killings spread all across town

and cops told everybody to stay in after sundown.

See, then they start finding people

hacked up in their own homes.

Talbert comes home,

to his wife and kids one night,

and inside he finds them hacked to burger patties.

- Oh God.

- [Brian] Yeah.

And he loses it.

Grabs his own ax,

runs off in the woods, screaming at the top of his lungs

saying he found the axeman that cut his creek.

The Axeman beside him.

Sad assault.

(suspenseful music)

- Oh! (Randy laughing)

- Chill squirrel, it's just me.

I came to see what's taking you so long-

Holy shit.

Oh, were you about to spank it to Vivian?

Oh, how were you gonna spank it to Vivian?

- Dude, I don't even have my dick in my hand.

What are you talking about?

- Oh, I don't need my dick in my hand to rub one out, dude.

I'm all (mumbles).

But sometimes I want it over the top action.

Most times it's shuffling dice, shuffling dice.

Oh dude, let's both spank to Vivian,

high five and make a grilled G sandwich-

- Yeah, I'm getting out of here-

- Oh, it's gooey.

Repressed.

Where is she, Peter Meter?

Ah, you're killing me!

(thumps)

(grass rustling) (suspenseful music)

(Randy screaming)

(blood dripping) (tense suspenseful music)

(Randy screams)

(neck snaps) (blood gushes)

(head thumps)

(tense suspenseful music continues)

(birds chirping)

(tense suspenseful music continues)

(feet thumping)

(door creaks)

- (exhales) Hey, funny seeing you here. (chuckles)

I was, kind of hoping I can go on a run with you

if that was cool.

- Sure.

This way. (gentle music)

- Oh yeah, yeah, definitely. (Vivian chuckles)

(door shuts)

(knife chopping)

(Stacy chewing)

- Cass?

- Stace?

(wood creaking)

So...

- So?

- How can you have nothing to say to me?

- What would he have to say to you?

- You know what?

I'm talking to Brian right now, hun.

Nothing to say?

- About what Cassidy?

What the hell did I do?

You're the one that left me, remember? Did you forget that?

- Why her, Brian?

Why Stacy?

Why did you have to go after my best friend?

- [Brian] What, are you brain-fucked?

I didn't choose her.

Right, she chose me.

- [Cassidy] Oh, the hell she did.

You didn't go after him, did you?

- [Stacy] Look Cassidy,

I don't know how to break this to you,

but Brian is an amazing guy, okay?

He's a great guy, that you took for granted.

- Oh my God.

I should have known, you have always been

after my sloppy seconds.

- (chuckles) Really?

- [Cassidy] Really? - Really?

Okay Cass, get over yourself!

And while you're at it, get over Brian!

- You know what?

You just can't stand the fact

that I had something that you can't.

And you know what?

I am over him.

- No, you're not.

- Baby, you're up.

Doug.

No.

Doug, stop.

(door slams) Doug!

(door slams) Doug, stop. Please.

I'm sorry- - Yeah. I know.

You're one sorry bitch!

- Doug, listen to me.

Listen to me, how can I fix this?

Let me fix it.

How? - You can't!

- Why not?

- Because you sucked his fucking dick!

And you're always in his face like you want to do it again.

I mean, you pretty much said so inside, right?

What is it with this guy, huh?

I mean, was he hitting it that damn good,

or was it the money?

It was the money, right?

- No.

(crying) Doug, I'm over him, okay?

I can be, just, let me.

(kissing Doug) Let me fix it.

(kissing Doug)

(feet thumping)

- [Darren] How can you still have energy

after an hour of this?

- (pants) Less talk, more jogging.

- I get that. (pants)

So you and Stacy have been friends since high school, right?

- (exhales) Darren.

- Yeah. - Listen,

I get it.

I know you think I'm hot or beautiful,

or whatever, and you would love nothing more

than to stick your little twinkie in my Suzie cue.

But, right now in this very second,

I'm only interested in getting in a good run.

So, if you want to stay on my good side,

just shut what I like to call the fuck up

and watch my ass shake like you were doing back there.

I liked you better when you were.

Okay?

- Yeah, I can do that.

- Good.

(rhythmic music begins)

(indistinct chattering) (Tammy yawning)

- How are you awake when you drank so much last night?

(all chuckling)

- I know

I like to run.

- Nobody's seen him this morning?

- Who?

- Randy. Nobody's seen him?

(rhythmic music continues)

- Maybe...

I mean the last time I remember seeing him

was last night on the porch.

- Mm-hmm?

- Last time after that though, I saw him out by that...

The jacuzzi.

- Damn, what was he doing?

(rhythmic music continues)

- [Brian] Well?

- You know, he was videotaping some stuff, you know?

- [Brian] Mm-hmm?

Punch wanking on Vivian and back?

(all chuckling)

- But, still, nobody's seen him after that though?

Did you see him?

- Mm-mm.

(suspenseful music)

- I thought he was up at the creek or something.

- Well, we would've seen him out

while we were running this morning if he did.

- [Darren] No.

No.

- No, no. Okay?

Don't say it.

Don't say it.

- Could be.

- All right, it's just some bullshit story

they tell tourists, okay?

It's not real.

- Axeman at Cutter's Creek. - Jeez. It's not.

(Stacy laughs evilly) It's not, all right?

We'll just go out after breakfast,

and we'll look for Randy, all right?

He probably just jacked himself into a comma.

(Stacy chuckles)

- [Stacy] Well, I'd like to be sure of that.

- What, that he jacked himself into a comma?

- No. (laughs)

That he's okay.

I mean...

- Oh, wait, you want to go look for him right now?

- [Stacy] Yeah.

- Oh God, he's like literally the only person

that can fuck up someone when he's not even around.

- All right, I'll go get Liz and then we can just split up.

Is that okay with everybody?

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah. - Okay, good.

Don't go alone guys.

(birds chirping)

(feet thumping)

(grass rustling)

(tense suspenseful music)

(feet thumping)

(grass rustling) (liquor bottle thumps)

(zipper hisses)

- Oh my God.

(laughing)

(grass rustles)

(birds chirping) (zipper hisses)

Yeah, now he's not the only one with some money.

Yeah, motherfucking cheat.

(Doug gasps) (knife pierces flesh)

(blood dripping)

- [Tammy] Randy? (bundle clatters)

(blood dripping) - [Liz] Randy?

(tense suspenseful music)

(grass rustling)

- You know what?

I can't bother to look that asshole anymore.

He's not worth the time.

We're going to waste our whole day doing this.

- Can't I change your mind? (glass rustling)

- No.

(gentle music)

But still like, show me what you're working.

(both giggling)

- I'd bet you would.

(glass rustling)

(knife cutting through flesh) (Doug screaming)

(blade swings) (blood dripping)

(Doug chocking) (blood dripping)

(flesh separating)

(body thumps)

(Doug chokes)

(blade cuts through flesh) (blood gushes)

- Nah. (growls)

(blade cuts through flesh) (blood gushes)

(tense suspenseful music)

(grass rustling)

- [Tammy] Liz, I'm coming with.

- All right, then come on along I guess.

- Nasty. (both chuckling)

I like it.

(both giggling)

- No. (glass rustles)

We already went that way.

- Oh. (glass rustles)

- Let's go back this way.

- Okay.

(tense suspenseful music) (Tammy screaming)

- [Liz] What? (Brian laughs)

- Oh fuck!

Oh my God. (laughs)

You scared the shit out of me.

- Sorry. (laughs)

- Where did you come from?

- Just down creek.

(Tammy sighs)

You saw Randy?

- No.

- Where do you think he went?

- Mm-mm.

All right, let's just head back to the cabin

and we'll just wait for everybody back, all right?

- All right.

- Maybe they found him?

(glass rustles) (feet plodding)

(birds chirping) (feet plodding)

- Seriously, Darren?

- What?

- You're just gonna eye-rate me?

Not even gonna buy me dinner first?

- I wasn't...

There was no rate.

(Vivian laughs)

- You're such a pussy.

You know that?

- I'm not a pussy.

- [Vivian] No?

- No.

- Then why won't you say something?

You don't think I see you and Randy sitting back,

and whispering like two little school girls?

But your mouth is tighter than Mother Teresa.

That's not pussy-like?

Come on Darren.

Use your big words, you can say it.

- I'm 30 years old and I can't even get ready to say this.

You're my dream girl.

- What?

- Look, I don't know what you see

when you look in the mirror,

but what everybody else sees, what I see,

is damn near perfection. (birds chirping)

You're what every man dreams about,

this beautiful fucking goddess.

And here you are standing right in front of me

and I just don't know what to do about it.

- Bullshit.

- No.

I'm being 100% transparent.

- Pretty big words for a little pussy.

- So what, I told you it was for my mom,

why are you still calling me a pussy?

- Because you're still acting like one.

(birds chirping)

Time's up.

Come see me when your balls finally drop.

(feet thumping) (birds chirping)

- [Brian] Guys, it's just Randy being Randy.

I mean, he does this shit all the time.

- [Darren] I don't know about that.

I mean, you guys stopped hanging out with him

a long time ago.

I've been with this kid for the past five years,

and this is not like him

to disappear at night, stay gone all day?

I mean, does that really sound like the Randy you know?

- I mean, there was that one time during the Mardi Gras,

- Oh yeah. - You know what I mean?

He was gone for what, almost 36 hours?

Couldn't find him for shit,

and then next thing you know,

he stumbles in drunk as shit

with two videos worth of tits and ass.

I mean...

He called it what, 'Randy's Tentacular Nipple Fest'?

(all laughing)

- Something like that. (laughs)

(all laughing)

- Yeah, but... (laughter continues)

All the tits and ass are in this room.

- Maybe we should call the sheriff's office.

- Guys, come on, he's fine.

I mean, let's not get carried away, right?

Besides, I mean, there hasn't been a phone

installed in this cabin yet,

and I haven't had a signal since we made it over

into this ridge.

- [Vivian] Yeah, me neither.

- This is the Axeman of Cutter's Creek.

- [Brian] God, stop it.

- Yeah, it's just not cool.

- (scoffs) You just pussy

'cause the black guy gets it first. (chuckles)

- And that shit ain't funny either.

- Where's Doug?

Has anyone seen Doug?

- That's it. All right?

You know, there's no Randy,

there's no Doug, okay?

They probably just hooked up,

and they're chilling somewhere.

- Doug and Randy?

- Yes. Okay?

They're fine.

- You sure about that?

- Yes.

I mean, I bet my life on it. (tense suspenseful music)

(vinyl playing)

(Vivian laughs) Come on.

- Oh my God.

- Oh God, oh my God-

- You're spilling half of it.

(bright music)

- I can't take this.

- Where are you going? (Vivian yells)

- I'm gonna go find Doug.

- [Vivian] No more.

- Cass, it's dark out.

- You know what?

He would do the same thing for me, Stacy.

(suspenseful music begins) - Just sit down, okay?

If they're out there together, they're fine.

And if not, what are you going to do?

- I don't know.

Maybe try and help them.

But I have to do something

and anything is better than what I'm doing right now,

which is nothing.

(door creaks open)

- She shouldn't be going out there by herself.

- Why don't you go with her?

- Man, screw that shit.

If there is some psycho axeman out there,

he ain't getting my black ass.

(group chattering indistinctly)

- Grow some balls, man.

(bright music continues)

(group chattering and laughing drunkenly)

- Where's Cassidy?

(bright music continues)

(door creaks open) (suspenseful music)

Cassidy!

Cass!

(door hisses open) (bright music resumes)

(door slams)

You let her go out there by herself?

- I tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen.

There was nothing I could do.

(girls giggling)

- And you?

- Hey, my name is Paul, and that's between y'all.

(drink swishes)

(chair creaks)

(bright music continues)

- What are you looking at, pussy?

(feet thumping)

(Vivian gasps) (chair creaks)

First catch up.

(Vivian moans)

(bright music changes)

- You are so wasted.

- (chuckles) God, I know.

Shit man, oh my God.

It's only eight o'clock. (laughing)

- Oh my God.

Mm-mm.

- What?

- Nothing.

I'm just gonna get us on the same page is all.

(Tammy laughs)

(vinyl playing) (drink gurgling)

(Vivian laughing)

- Oh...

You got a bar o'clock?

- Mm-mm. - No?

- Not at all, no.

(Vivian laughs) I don't know, I'm a G.

You know what, I'm triple OG.

- Uh-huh?

- I used to be a gangster before I bought some glasses.

(Vivian laughs)

- What?

- I just need some fresh air. I'm gonna go...

(glass clicks)

to get some fresh air. (Vivian laughing)

- Oh, hold on.

I'm gonna come too.

I'm coming too.

Coming.

(thumping) (chair creaks)

(bright music continues)

(both bumping) (Stacy laughs)

- Where are you two headed?

- To get a breath...

A breast of fresh ass.

(both laughing)

- Aye! (Vivian laughing)

- What?

- Don't laugh at her. (Vivian continues laughing)

She's beautiful and that's all she gotta be.

(Vivian chuckling) (Darren stutters)

Don't pass no judgment.

- Breath of fresh air.

(door hissing) Find Cassidy

and bring her back.

- All right, (stutters) I'll do that while I'm gone

and you find Deezer.

- What?

- [Darren] Deezer..

- [Vivian] Got 'em. (laughs)

(door shuts)

- You look like you could use a good licking...

(Liz chuckles)

Come on.

(both giggling) (feet thumping)

(lips smacking) (both moaning)

- What?

- Nothing.

- Tell me.

- Well, it's like...

Seems like everybody here is getting laid, but me.

- Liz and Tammy just went back there.

- Yeah, well, there's more rooms in this place, right?

- I don't know.

I mean, somebody has to be back here

for when Cass comes back.

- Okay, look, there's two things you need to know.

Okay?

First one,

is that I'm going to go back into our room,

and I'm gonna get naked.

Yeah.

The second one, now this is a good one.

Better pay attention, okay?

I'm gonna have an orgasm.

Now, I would really like it for you to be there

for these two things.

But if you're not going to be there,

I'm sure there's someone else that would die to be there.

(feet thumping) (Brian sighs)

- All right.

(mumbles)

(feet thumping) (Stacy laughs)

(Vivian chuckles) - [Darren] Man,

this is the best night of my life.

- How so?

- I'm with my dream girl, (Vivian giggles)

I got a free bottle of liquor,

full moon,

what more can I ask for, except you know,

not to vomit anytime soon?

- Hmm, lightweight.

- Lightweight?

I finished that other bottle and started this one.

You took two sips and you got drunk.

You got a level like a Tic Tac.

(Vivian retches)

(drink swishes)

(drink swishes)

(Vivian belches)

(Vivian chuckles) - You are so sexy.

- I know.

(both chuckling) (gentle music)

- What are you waiting on?

Get in my belly.

(both laughing)

(gentle music continues)

(Vivian retches)

(Vivian vomits)

(Vivian heaving)

I'm sorry. (continues heaving)

- Don't be.

You had me at hello.

(romantic music) (Vivian moaning)

You okay?

(Vivian spits)

- Yeah.

Ready?

- Yeah.

(Vivian chuckles)

(lips smacking) (Vivian moaning)

(bed creaks) (Liz exhales)

(romantic music continues) (both giggling)

- You thirsty?

(Liz laughs)

- Yeah.

- You want water?

- Make it twice.

- Okay baby. (romantic music continues)

(bead creaks)

- Miss you already.

- Miss you more.

(bed creaks)

(Brian and Stacy moaning) (bed creaking)

(door clicks shut) (moaning continues)

(door creaks open) (moaning continues)

(door creaks shut) (moaning continues)

(tense suspenseful music) (moaning continues)

(fridge door clicks open) (suspenseful music continues)

(bottle cork unscrewing)

Ugh.

What is that, vinegar?

(loud clanging)

(suspenseful music)

Randy?

Randy, I swear to God,

if you jump out at me, I'm gonna so pissed.

(tense suspenseful music)

What in the hell?

(bed creaks)

(Liz screams)

Doug?

Cassidy?

Are you guys in here?

I thought I saw blood on the door knob,

I just want to make sure you guys were all right.

(Liz screaming)

(moaning continues)

- What was that?

What was that?

- What?

What?

Did you cum?

- No.

I heard something.

(tense suspenseful music) (Liz screaming)

- Fuck bitch!

(Liz screaming)

(Brian and Stacy panting)

- No.

- Yeah. - No. Stop.

- I heard something. (Stacy panting)

- It's fine.

- No, it's not.

- Oh, come on.

Come on. (panting)

Where are you going?

- To check it out.

- Wait, I'm gonna go.

(panting) Stay here.

- You sure?

- Yeah, it's nothing.

(tense suspenseful music)

(tense music intensifies) (Liz screaming)

(knife wielding) (Liz screaming)

(tense music intensifies) (Liz screaming)

- [Brian] What is it?

- Come here.

You have to come hear this. (chuckles)

(Liz screams) (tense music intensifies)

(Liz screams) (knife cuts through flesh)

(Liz screaming)

Oh my God. (chuckling)

She's getting killed in there.

You have no idea.

(Liz crying) (knife passing through flesh)

(door clicks)

Oh my God.

- [Brian] What? (door clicks shut)

- That made me want a mouth full of vagina. (laughs)

- [Brian] They're okay? (gentle music)

- Holy shit. (laughs) - [Brian] You, Tammy and Liz

were like lesbians?

- Thinking about it.

- Yeah?

- No, seriously, man.

You should've heard her scream.

Made me wet. (moans)

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Enough for another round?

- You bet your ass, baby.

(both moaning) (lips smacking)

(Liz retching)

(hand piercing through flesh) (Liz crying)

(Axeman laughs)

(Liz crying)

(bone rips through flesh)

(gentle music continues)

(car brakes)

(gravel crumbles)

(car door slams)

(gravel crumbling)

(suspenseful music)

(radio screeches) [Voice On Radio] Sheriff,

what's your 20? (radio screeches)

- I'm over at the old Talbert house.

What you got, Adele? (radio screeches)

- [Voice On Radio] Charlie Wayne Wright got his tally wacker

caught in the motel snap machine again. (radio screeches)

- What is it with that damn kid and putting his pecker?

Ugh.

Tell Lester I'm on the way.

Have him pick up some motor oil,

and some petroleum jelly.

(floor creaks)

(door hissing then shuts)

- Ugh.

God.

(machete thumps)

(zipper hisses)

(gasps) Oh my God.

Oh my God! (gasps)

Oh my God!

Baby, you're not gonna believe, (screams)

(tense suspenseful music)

(feet thumping)

(shuffling)

(feet thumping) (Liz choking)

- Here you go.

(tense music)

(Liz crying)

(metal clangs)

(Liz crying)

- (cries) Why?

- W-what's that?

(Liz crying)

- Why? (crying)

- What?

(mumbles)

(laughs) (Liz crying)

(Liz coughs)

(knocking on door)

What the fuck is it now?

(feet thumping)

(door clicks) (Liz crying)

- Please. (both girls crying)

- I can't get you down.

I can't, you can do it baby. (Liz crying)

Come on baby. (crying) (Liz crying)

You can do it. (Liz crying loudly)

(door creaks)

- [Axeman] Sheriff?

- Damn boy, you're one big some bitch.

What's your name, son?

- [Axeman] Bill.

- Bill, you got any identification?

- Yeah.

- Then let's see it.

Just saw the lights on, thought I'd stop by,

see what's what.

Not too often we get anybody willing to spend the night

in this old house,

with the town legend being what it is at all.

(Liz crying)

(Tammy crying)

- You got it.

(Liz crying)

- You got company inside?

- Yes.

- How'd you get up here?

- My truck.

- Where is it?

- Hmm, it's out there somewhere.

I have family in town.

- There's a goddamn Mercedes-Benz

parked few miles down the road

outside of Maddie Baker's place.

That belong to one of your kinfolk?

- Yes.

Yes, it does.

- Damn shame to leave such a nice car by the road like that.

What were they doing out there anyway?

(Liz crying) - Babe, come on.

You can do it.

- This ain't happening. (crying)

Go Tammy. (Tammy cries)

- Look, I'm not going without you, okay?

All right?

It's either we both go,

or...

(both crying)

- No, just go.

- (cries) No.

No! - Just go.

- No. Come on. (Liz crying)

Come on.

Come on. (Liz screaming)

- What's with all the questions, Sheriff?

Something happen out there?

- Let's get one thing crystal motherfucking clear,

shit hill.

I ask the questions around here.

I want you to ask questions, I'll shove my fist up your ass,

and work your mouth like sock puppet!

(neck snaps) (tense music)

- Hey Viv.

Hey Viv, wake up.

Hey, it's time to head back to the cabin, wake up.

(hand slaps)

(gasps) Ah, shit!

- Oh, sorry. Reflex.

- The hell kind of reflex is that?

- What's the matter, did you get hurt?

- You hit me in the ear.

- Hurt by little bitch slap bitch? (laughs)

(Vivian belches)

Hmm, excuse me.

(Liz and Tammy crying)

- We're going, okay?

(door slams) (Liz cries)

- (crying) I can't. - Shh, it's okay.

It's okay.

(Liz crying) It's okay.

(Liz crying) (feet plodding)

- I can't.

(Liz crying) - Shh...

Come on.

(Liz crying) Shh.

(Liz continues crying)

You gotta be quiet, okay? (Liz crying)

Shh, quiet. Shh. (Liz continues crying)

You're okay.

That's right, we're almost there.

(Liz continues crying)

I know. I know.

Just try to be quiet, okay?

Just try to. Come on.

Come on. (Liz crying)

All right. All right.

All right baby. All right.

All right, I got you.

(Liz crying)

Shh, just be quiet baby, okay?

Shh. (suspenseful music)

(both whispering) (feet plodding)

Please stay with me.

Stay with me baby.

- I wanna go.

- No.

No, you're not going, okay? (Liz cries)

Okay? Shh.

Say you're not going, okay?

(pensive music begins) - I'm sorry.

(Tammy crying)

(grass rustles)

(Tammy screaming)

(Tammy choking) (tense music)

(teeth gnawing) (Tammy screams)

- (moans) Fuck.

(moans) Oh my God.

(both moaning)

(both chuckling)

(kissing on neck)

(Stacy panting)

(kissing on neck)

That was awesome.

(exhales) That was so good baby.

(Stacy panting)

What?

- Nothing.

- Tell me.

(Brian scoffs)

- All right, you're amazing. (clears throat)

You're amazing.

- Yeah, whatever. (laughs)

- You really are.

Damn, can't imagine being without you.

Best thing that ever happened to me.

- You're the best thing that ever happened to me.

- Am I?

- Mm-hmm

- Love you.

(Stacy shuffling)

- I love you too.

- Would you prefer that every time?

- (chuckles) Well, I don't know,

'cause I can't get high off of Nick.

(both laughing)

- I'm being serious.

(Stacy laughing) I'm being serious.

- Stupid.

Well, why are you asking me that?

(Brian mumbles)

What?

Was that what that was about outside?

Are you broke or something?

I mean, did...

Did you get the inheritance?

- Would it matter?

- No, I don't care.

I love you, it's not about the money, whatever.

- [Brian] Okay.

Good.

Good.

- Well, I'm going to go take a shower.

(kisses Brian) Do you want to come with me?

- Yeah I would but (mumbles)

- Okay.

Well don't let that be your excuse for smelling like shit.

(Stacy laughs)

(Darren and Vivian singing) (suspenseful music)

♪ They say I drink too much gin ♪

♪ I say I don't drink enough ♪

♪ All night I drink all night smoking ♪

♪ Man I get so fucked up ♪

♪ All night and day in the club but ♪

♪ Ain't seen the sun since it came up ♪

♪ Man I love this hoes ♪

♪ And I'm spilling all my doh ♪

♪ Every time I get this fucked up ♪

♪ They say I drink too much ♪

(both laughing)

- Oh man.

(Vivian continues laughing)

Hey, why is the door locked? (Vivian laughs)

- (pats Darren) Move.

- Oh what, it's gonna open up for you? (Vivian chuckles)

(door knob clicking)

(suspenseful music continues)

(feet thumping)

(door knob clicking)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Vivian knocking)

- Brian?

(Vivian knocking on door)

(door knob clicking)

What kind of shit is this?

(suspenseful music continues)

Can you pick a lock?

- Do I look like I can pick a lock?

- Kinda.

- Why? 'Cause I'm black?

- [Vivian] No. Jeez. (scoffs)

'Cause you're a guy, you sensitive bitch.

- Oh, well no.

But I know what I can do.

I can go around this bitch and see if the back door's open.

Watch this shit.

(feet thumping) I'll be right back.

(Vivian sighs)

(tense suspenseful music) (shower running)

- [Stacy] Hey baby, you sure you don't wanna come in here?

The water's nice and warm.

- Yeah, and so is your vagina.

I'll come in that when you get back.

(Stacy laughs)

(Brian chuckles)

- You're a little bit nasty.

(shower running)

It sure is quiet out there.

- Huh?

- [Stacy] I said it sure is quiet out there,

I wonder what they're up to.

(water continues running)

- It is pretty quiet.

(tense suspenseful music) (shower continues running)

I'm gonna go run and check on some stuff

and I'll make sure Cassidy made it back with Doug and Randy.

Hey babe? (water running)

- Yeah?

- I'm just going to go run and check on some stuff.

- Okay.

- I'll be right back.

- Come on, don't say that.

That's what they say in all of horror movies

when things go wrong. (chuckles)

- What do you want me to say? - Say...

I love you honey.

I'll see you in a minute.

- Okay. (shower continues running)

I love you honey, and I'll see you in a minute.

- There you go.

- Yeah? - Perfect.

(lips smacking) (shower running)

(tense suspenseful music)

- I'll be right back.

(tense music intensifies) (Brian screams)

(flesh ripping) (Brian screaming)

(flesh ripping)

- Umph! (blood dripping)

(brain thumps)

(shower continues running) (suspenseful music continues)

(door clicks)

- Hey Viv.

Viv?

(Vivian snores) (Darren gasps)

(suspenseful music)

(stairs creaking)

Hey, who's that here?

Hey, it was that you Randy?

Hey man, you jump out on me,

there's gonna be some furniture moving

around this motherfucker, I swear to God.

(suspenseful music intensifies)

(loud thumping)

Hey man, quit playing.

(door opens then shuts)

(door clicks open)

(Stacy gasps)

- Shh.

- Hey man, didn't you hear me calling you?

- You have to be quiet.

- What the hell you mean, 'shh'?

And where's everybody anyway?

- Be quiet.

He is here.

- The fuck are you talking about?

- The Axeman is here.

- What?

(floor creaking)

- [Axeman] (whispering) Hey.

Wake up.

Wake up...

(hand smacking)

(Vivian screaming) (knife stabs skin)

- Oh God. (whimpers)

What was that?

- That was Vivian. (Stacy whimpering)

- You have to come in here and close the door.

- (crying) Oh fuck.

Oh fuck. (tense music intensifies)

Oh you pussy motherfucker. (crying)

(Vivian crying) (tense music continues)

- After you. (Vivian crying)

(Vivian crying) (tense music intensifies)

(head bashes) (tense music continues)

- (whimpering) Where are you going?

- Look, I'm just gonna go see if she's okay.

All right?

- What, are you fucking nuts?

(panting) He's out there.

- Look, she could be hurt. (Stacy panting)

- She's fucking dead, Darren.

You didn't see what he did to Brian.

(crying) Oh God, you didn't see.

- Go ahead.

Just close the door Stace, all right?

- No. (panting)

- Close the fucking door.

I'll be right back. (Stacy panting)

- Don't go out there.

Darren?

- Oh God, listen.

(suspenseful music continues)

(something clatters)

(Darren panting)

- You motherfucker!

Where are you, you motherfucker?

Come get some, motherfucker!

(tense suspenseful music)

(fists blowing)

Come on!

(fist blows hard)

(Darren thumps)

(both growling) (things clattering)

(tense music continues)

- Get some, motherfucker.

(face bashing) (Axeman growling)

(wood breaking) (tense music continues)

(Stacy panting)

(door slams)

(stairs creaking)

(furniture breaking)

(glass shatters)

(glass shattering) (Stacy gasps)

(floor creaking) (Stacy whimpers)

(door creaks) (tense music intensifies)

(Stacy screaming)

(Stacy choking)

(door thumps) (Stacy chokes)

(Stacy flutters)

(Stacy choking)

(Stacy chokes fluttering)

(Stacy choking) (tongue licking)

(teeth biting) (nose breaking)

(Axeman yells)

(Stacy panting) (suspenseful music continues)

(knife clings) (Stacy continues panting)

(suspenseful music continues) (Stacy panting)

(tense suspenseful music intensifies)

(Stacy fluttering) (Stacy choking)

- Just fucking die!

(heads bumping)

(Stacy gags)

(blood spits)

(suspenseful music) (Stacy heaving)

(Stacy chokes)

(eye squishing) (Axeman growls)

(both screaming)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Stacy trips and thumps)

(Stacy whimpers)

(feet thumping)

(Stacy whimpers) - Okay bitch.

(Stacy whimpering)

(Stacy choking)

(knife wielding)

- (choking) Motherfucker!

Do your worst! (choking)

(knife clatters) (tense suspenseful music)

(knife wielding)

(Axeman screams)

(tense suspenseful music)

- Run, bitch!

Run!

You're only gonna die

tired!

(suspenseful music continues) (Axeman laughs)

(suspenseful music continues)

(upbeat metal music begins)

♪ I spent so long waiting on the devil's dime ♪

♪ Yellow yellow red waiting on the green light ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you do ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you say ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ She got tats on dreams for the gold blue skies ♪

♪ She got Teflon sheets on her mounted lines ♪

♪ But it don't matter what you do ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you say ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ And now you're in my sight ♪

♪ And now you're in my sight ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you do ♪

♪ I'll be coming for you ♪

♪ Yeah it don't matter what you say ♪

♪ I ain't gonna let you slip away ♪

♪ Yeah I ain't gonna let you slip away ♪

♪ Yeah I ain't gonna let you slip away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

♪ I, I ♪

♪ You ain't gonna get away ♪

(upbeat metal music continues)