Original subtitles

See what I mean?

What I'm saying is, if you want

to make the audience believe,

you have to make the threat

feel real.

Understand.

Hey, careful, it's my sister's beau.

Remember guys, anything can happen in performance.

We've got to stay level headed.

Got it?

Right.

Let's get going.

Sometimes.

Attention, campers, is the final call to convene.

That's all.

Goodbye ceremony.

And Please remember this sacred camp tradition.

Anyone non attendance will be banished from Camp Briarbrook for

here.

Come on.

No exceptions on any circumstances.

Oh my God.

So get there quick.

Whether we can watch the we'll catch up from the inside out

and hang your just about

courses from the trees.

See you.

Ah, I think they went well.

I hate you.

Actually got a funny way of showing it.

Your mum's totally gonna kill you, you know.

She wants come second favourite.

Drug habit I don't know about.

Not quite.

Just wait till later, my dear.

You're trouble, Peter McAllister.

No way.

That was good, he.

What?

What the hell was that?

I was just screwing around.

You know, the camper anymore.

Outside now.

Lauren.

Move.

Let's move.

Let's move.

Seriously, it's not my fault you weren't careful on the ropes course.

My balls Dick face.

I'm sure Mommy's gonna be real happy

to hear all that you words learned at camp.

I have two dads, asshole.

Going to be back in time for the fun tonight.

You know, Pete, somehow getting shitfaced with teenagers

has kind of lost its lustre.

No, it's not what I meant.

I know what you're doing.

I saw Mike reading the Infirmary this morning.

What the hell are you thinking?

Ohh come on, it's just a little prick.

Yeah, just like pushing that first year in the leg was just swimming lesson.

He floated didn't he?

I can't keep you when you out, man, bailing me out.

Shaw whispered.

Exactly my point.

You don't know.

Campers gonna be gone, bro.

Who cares?

Peter.

Did you tell Mom?

Good boy.

Let it die.

Ohh.

This guy?

Really.

Good afternoon, campers.

Well, these might be our final moments together this summer

at Briarbrook.

The fun isn't over yet.

Our drama campers have been practising a very special skit for us all month.

So join me in welcoming the deep Woods players.

The new drugs must have landed.

Come on, let's get out.

Our story begins in 1945

at the dawn of Camp Rybrook.

The love of our founders,

the seed from which these grounds took root.

Ohh.

You're late.

Sorry, that's helping Sean with something.

Ohh, that's so yeah.

And if I cheque with him,

I don't know my work means nothing to you.

Forever confirming that I am indeed the black sheep of this family.

Set watch.

Year 1985.

The year was bad.

Dan the man.

This one looks like a winner.

Yeah, the Tony goes too.

'cause I'm pretty cute.

Everybody knows you decided yet.

Seriously, Danny, just make a move already.

This is exhausting.

Thank you for the unsolicited input, Tommy.

Grow a pair of pussy.

Together.

That's the third time he's looked at you in 5 minutes.

Counting, you're not.

I don't like cow.

I'm saying.

Fire, water, wind and earth.

These are the forces that make us strong.

These are the forces that make us whole.

Daylight.

You'll burn.

Ben boy, I'm working Dylan, you think if I tell Ashley.

This shit stirred my soul.

She sucked my Dick.

What?

You Dick man.

Stop.

Hey.

Ohh.

Come on.

I thought you were a little home.

I want you supposed to know all this shit.

Just take another swig, Dylan.

Swig.

Can I have a sweet please?

I'm so thirsty than anything to drink since lunchtime.

So my body chemistry.

Jesus Christ, Danny.

Yeah, fine.

It's bunches, right?

Yeah, sure.

Bug juice.

I love archery.

Dylan, you're pushing through.

It's time to upgrade the by juice.

I have to say, you kids outdo yourselves every year.

I'm looking at you, Martha.

Meryl Streep, canita hotdog.

Well, everyone,

this has truly been.

One of the most memorable summers to date.

From the archery range to the mess hall

to the depths of Brewster Lake.

You have all.

Upheld the sacred tenants.

Of raybrook.

The same promises, by the way.

That.

My Evelyn and I shared.

On the day.

Then we exchanged these rings.

Motion.

Loyalty.

Eternity.

Hmm.

This may seem a little silly but.

I haven't taken this off my neck.

For.

42 years now, ever since that first summer.

Ever since she.

It's a reminder.

Of where we have come from.

And what we must continue to strive for?

Remember,

United we stand.

Exactly.

And now?

Steven, if you would, please?

We have a squirrel who plays the bugle.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Dave is done.

Or the sun.

Girl legs from the hills, from the sky.

All is well.

Safely dwell.

God is not.

Thank you.

And now?

We'll see you next summer, everyone.

You're an Alto, not a soprano.

Contact lenses.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me.

Get inside.

Heads down your shorts.

Alright, Miss Martha,

I'm expecting a letter from you once a week.

You hear me?

Yes.

Funny your feelers out there today.

I'm so proud of you.

And never forget you.

Go, ray.

Boom, boom, bang.

Good job.

Hey, make sure Daddy doesn't want that tonight.

He's been looking like a little bitch all summer.

Language.

Hey, I'll do my best.

Last bus home ready for departure, chief?

Great.

Why don't you two start breaking down the box?

You got it.

Ready to go?

Yeah.

Engine still overheating,

but I think the old girl's got a few miles left in her.

I thought Pete, he'll be fixed that.

Great.

He's gonna grow up while he's finding his way.

Yeah, yeah.

That's what the first gap year was for.

So I'm just saying, and I appreciate it,

but you're his brother, not his dad.

You got people depending on love.

Me.

You.

Lauren now.

I guess that's getting serious.

He's just 21.

So what?

We with Grandpa retiring if we want briarbrook to survive.

Wait, what?

If we want this place to survive, no.

The other part.

You're leaving.

Like Darnton, I haven't had a good night's sleep all summer.

Civilization is calling the name.

I mean, for good.

No.

Jesus.

Listen, you told Sean, but not me.

Heather, your grandson but not your daughter.

I I told him I was thinking about it.

What happened to bury me at Briarbrook?

That doesn't mean I have to die here.

You're abandoning us?

Abandoned.

Honey.

Heather, come on.

I have to pass the baton on sooner or later.

This place is always going to be the richest chapter in my life.

I just don't want it to be the only story.

I have to move on.

Besides.

You got help?

Miss Mccallister, you too.

She's good for him, isn't she?

Yeah.

Hope he doesn't fuck it up.

Ohh yo suck a Dick Mike, wanna get?

AB.

Happy 18th, right?

Mike.

Be there and take a photo of me over by the tree line.

Happy to.

Be happy to.

Not normally one for nostalgia,

but can't remember my last summer here, you know well.

Slow down.

Last summer.

Real world calls, but this place isn't real.

Only when you're here.

I guess we have to make tonight count then.

This is stupid.

You're stupid.

Are you sure about?

Oh my God.

Not you too.

I'm just saying

you sound like Sean.

Peter.

Exactly.

No, no, exactly like Sean.

Why is everyone so over having a good time?

We don't have many summers left to hey,

where are you guys going?

We forgot to close up the bunks on the South side.

Some.

Doing a gasket when she gets back.

What's she gonna do?

Fire you.

We're not on the callisters, Peter.

Careful, it's dark out there.

No worries, sis.

I travel.

Hey, listen, pizzas on the way.

He's gonna honk three times.

You know he's here.

Great, fine, you're just gonna miss.

Oh my God.

Stress.

Agatha's happy.

Ohh ash

man, that skit today stirred my soul.

That's great, Dylan.

How does that make you feel?

Your art stirred my soul.

Well, Ben wrote it so.

Faggot.

Yeah.

Ohh attention Campfire Brook.

We have a very important tradition to honour this evening.

Now we all know this story.

42 years ago, nurse Agatha gets kicked out of Camp Briarbrook

after only a pathic grannies

get a little too.

Achieve.

She resurfaces a few years later

when the counsellor finds her giving secret Midnight

medicine classes to campers in the woods.

She's confronted.

Kids go ape shit.

Agatha takes off trips.

Split your head.

Open a rock, please, Hal.

Yeah, ohh.

Ding Dong.

The bitch is dead.

So gross seconded.

But then.

This eerie calm takes over the forest.

All at once, the campers gather around Agatha.

Grab hands.

Begin to recite an incantation until sunrise.

X vitam immortal.

It's.

It's on.

Come on, stay with me.

Like that's right.

Now, I know we've all been trying to bring this bag back for years.

Play nights in the bathroom, the bunks, the woods.

24 like she was Bloody Mary or something.

The guys.

It's time to forget the kilo limericks.

If you'll please direct your attention to Mondo Mike, Ohh,

no one likes you Mike.

You'll notice that he's distributing medical grey needles each of you.

You see?

Has uncovered the secret ingredient in our mission.

We need to hurt ourselves.

Not a lot.

Just nuts that Agatha is something that come back and heal.

Really.

Yeah.

No, I don't.

I don't know.

It would be fun, trust me.

Yeah, but I mean, like.

It's not going to hurt.

Promise.

Now, on the count of three,

we pick our finger,

hold up to the sky,

and scream her name.

Peter.

I mean, as fun as this whole Blood Brothers thing sounds,

I'm not looking to end this

summer with some grody disease.

Excellent question, Kelly.

Yes.

Yes.

These details are sterile and ritual ready.

The question is.

Are you?

I am.

OK.

Thank you, Danny.

That's a spirit to any boy.

Yes, Sir.

Then let's do it.

3.

2.

1.

And.

Wow, doing real original fucking worked, didn't it?

Delete.

Fuck you all.

Alright, let's go to the beach.

Come on.

Ohh you son of a bitch.

Please.

Excuse me, how much longer?

I'm trying to get

my blood sugars stable.

I don't know, Dennis.

Can you hear me?

You think you can get your friends to play a quiet game

for like 5 minutes?

You and I both know that's not gonna happen.

Good.

Yeah, alright.

Quiet game.

Job guys.

Right.

All right, guys.

It looks like we're going to be here.

What the fuck?

You can see me.

Hey.

Yes.

Tony.

This excruciating.

Sharklets winding down.

He's making good now.

What's happening?

Nothing.

Figures.

Can I help?

Sure.

I should know better than to practise or everyone could see me.

Yeah, I'm not.

I'm not gonna judge.

Across.

Well, I hope not, Danny.

It's just skipping stones.

Hey, Kelly Parker, do you want my help or not?

Well, Danny Patterson, it was you who offered.

You're using the wrong rocks.

Man.

Shirts.

Um, OK, well, this is a common misconception

that your thumb is supposed to go on the

side.

But it's actually supposed to be on.

Top like that.

And then you move your body in this position

and you angle like.

Yeah.

At least.

Theoretically.

Valiant effort.

Yeah.

I have my hand back.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Umm.

Shit.

Danny.

Listen, I have this guy back at school.

Excuse me, I would have met someone.

Would someone?

What?

Come on.

What isn't it doesn't have to be forever.

Just let me let you.

Jesus, please.

You know, going along with this whole late night.

Let me show you how it's done thing.

That's on me.

I'm sorry, but.

Hey up.

Thank you.

Finders keeper.

Hey, no.

Give them back.

Come on, what's it worth to you?

Stop.

No, I can't.

I can't.

OK.

Yeah, yeah.

It's just there's this.

The guy back at Dartmouth.

It's not totally official.

Oh, I don't think you've mentioned him before.

No, no, I just.

He's running me letters all summer telling me

how rad he thinks I am,

and I've written

on the back.

Do you like?

Who?

Danny or?

Either.

I don't know.

They don't reside.

Is there?

You know Kelly ohh Danny.

Back up.

Ohh.

OK.

Wait.

My.

We gotta get to the missile.

You have called the cops, OK?

The cops.

Yeah, it's OK, Lauren.

It's OK to you.

Alright everybody just calm the fuck down.

It just happened.

I don't know why, but it did.

And the longer we wait to do something, the worse it's going to get.

Yeah, Mike, it's going to get worse.

It's going to get worse than this, Dylan.

I swear to fucking God damn.

Not the time.

You fucking kidding me, man?

Stand.

Stand.

You understand?

More fucking crazy.

Fuck you.

At a time something happened at the lake with Danny.

Is he hurt?

He killed Kelly.

And I killed him.

Wait, dude just fucking snapped.

Danny wouldn't do that.

Yeah.

Well, he fucking did.

I'm gonna call the.

You wanna go now?

Figure this out.

It's gonna be OK.

Ben and Ashley, they weren't at the beach.

They went downhill, remember?

She's right.

What?

They're still down there.

Ohh.

Shit.

Yeah.

Ohh shit.

Grandfather took the truck.

He's not too bad.

Still tomorrow.

Ohh, guys.

What?

What were we supposed to do?

Sean, he's he's coming back in an hour.

I'll go to the Infirmary and I'll get something to help

finance.

Septic should be in the attic that Ashley,

he said, breaking down the box still.

Bring him back.

We gotta go find them.

The threat is gone.

Is it?

How do we know for sure Danny's dead?

Might stuck him like a fucking pig.

2 steps.

Off to the side.

I don't know if, he said.

Speakers have been faulty all summer.

That last storm knocked out like half of.

For the shot.

Gonna go look for.

Not alone.

No one alone.

Do it.

Go with you.

Fuck that.

You want the buddy system, you go.

I'm not asking.

You're not my boss anymore.

You know, Dylan, for someone who thinks the threat is gone,

you sure sounds a lot like

a pussy.

We doing this, bro?

You wanna do this now?

First, we checked the beach.

Just to make sure.

Then we find them.

OK.

OK.

OK.

Lead the way.

I'm coming.

Hey, it's after nine.

This had better.

Sure.

I don't know.

And the fucking ritual.

Uh.

I'm on my way.

Yeah.

He's definitely there.

Hey, hey, I got you V.

It went South side, right?

That an Ashley.

Yeah, but they could be anywhere by now.

And maybe we should split up.

Hmm.

I mean, we could go off this way

and you can go fuck off into the woods and jerk off

using your own tears as Lube.

You're not doing that telling ohh yeah, and who put you in charge?

I'm the oldest counsellor.

Yeah, no shit.

Watch it.

Look.

It's what Heather said.

No one alone.

Let's go find them.

Come on.

Right.

Right.

You owe me.

Prettiest funky entire world.

It's disgusting.

Stop.

So.

Hello.

We don't have any stowaways in here, do we?

What will come down?

Did you see that?

See what?

The door just like.

Same shit.

OK then.

I'm serious, ash.

It was probably just the wind.

The wind.

Gotta go soon.

Just bad wiring.

Probably just trying to get his paper.

The pizza.

Gotta finish.

Come on.

You're good.

Yeah, sorry.

You're so cute.

Spank.

Ashley.

You scared?

Obviously.

Yeah, totally.

You want to?

Fool around or something.

You know, just get our minds off all this.

What the fuck?

Yo, relax.

My best friend is dead.

Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

You wanna fuck me to get my mind off of it?

Yeah.

What the hell be?

You bitch.

Fucking do it.

Veronica, come back.

Jesus, what is wrong with me?

Yeah, you asshole.

You know I've been letting you slide all summer, Mike.

Yeah, you heard me right.

I don't even know where to begin.

You been God blocking me every fucking chance you get, man.

Jesus, how thick are you?

Bet he would say I'm pretty fucking thick, dude.

She's not going to sleep with you.

Nobody is.

Thank

God.

What are you doing now?

Yeah.

Get off me.

You can hear me.

Please meet in the mess hall.

Ben Ashley, something fucking horrible has happened.

Please meet in the Nice hall right now.

We need you.

Then Ashley, please come to the mess hall now.

Please.

Peter.

I'm going to try again a few minutes.

No, I.

What?

I shall.

Lauren, what is this?

And medical records, I think.

Your mom?

She wasn't this round the same time.

Sex story.

I'm serious.

I'm too.

Do you think maybe the ritual thing might have caused ohh.

Of course.

This is just some bullshit legend.

I saw his eyes.

That was Danny.

How well do we really know these people?

We see them.

What?

Two months every summer, yeah.

Every summer for the past 10 years

your brother was writing should have messed with this

stuff.

She's not real, OK?

Just some bullshit story the counters me

that keep the kids from leaving their bunks

at night.

That's it.

The reason why?

What did you say?

V.

You first, pussy.

You ever seen this before?

No.

Ben.

Ash.

My dad told me he burned this.

She was supposed to disappear.

Mom.

She can't.

Peter.

There's.

Yeah.

Having going on all summer.

Little things.

Cuts, scrapes, bruises.

Dad thought I was just clumsy.

I never told anyone.

Thought it was just me.

She said I was special.

Strong enough to withstand her experimental.

Treatments.

Treatments.

Bloodletting.

That night was different, though.

Something drew us into the woods.

All of us.

As one.

And then the sunrise came.

And it all seemed to melt away.

That's what we let it become.

Any fragmented memory we had became part of a shared nightmare.

Fueled by the shadows we all see

and we walk in the woods at night.

An urban legend?

A stupid campfire story.

Jerry, thank God.

Heather,

what's going on?

Dispatch tried calling back, but no one picked up the phone.

Short Circuit 20 minutes ago.

Took my ear with it.

Jesus, why didn't you try another phone?

That's the only one here still.

There's been a murder.

A couple of councillors are still in the Council.

OK, time to call for backup.

Risedale, this is Matthews requesting immediate assistance at Briarbrook.

Brexit.

Ragsdale.

Hi there.

Danny Patterson, Danny.

Crisis like what, 20?

Why would you do something like this?

Was he still out there?

Hey, hang on, hang on.

Hey, hey, what the hell happened?

They're all crap.

Her fucking tongue is gone ever since we did that God damn ritual.

Ritual.

I'm sorry.

We brought her back.

I mean, that's the only explanation, right?

We asked her to come back and she did.

How else do you explain it, Peter?

He was just real.

Why now?

Why tonight of all nights?

Why she's like you said, she had something to heal.

Just like she did for you 2 years.

What did you do?

Jerry.

What do we do?

No,

no.

I can't.

I can't never get me again.

I tried to forget.

I tried to fucking tried.

I tried.

I tried.

I tried.

I did too.

I tried.

I know.

I know, Jerry.

Don't fucking touch me.

How do we stop her?

You don't want.

Hey.

Hey, guys.

Hey,

hey, hey.

Cheap.

Just give me a 20 minute.

We have a situation.

We don't take you.

Fucking hell.

Open that, please.

Down the fucking.

Shut up.

Get out.

That was wack.

Sorry, Sir.

My wife.

Get in the car, please.

Whoa, dude.

Like I said, it's only 1732, but if you want it.

Now.

Don't fucking touch me.

Hey, shut up.

Listen, dude, anywhere you want to go, man, I'll turn around.

I just.

No, no, man, if any of you ever seen them before?

I asked you a fucking question.

Listen to I don't care about any of this.

I don't care, man.

It's just it's my dad's car, dude.

Really appreciate it if you shut your fucking.

OK.

Jerry in the back seat.

There.

You're gonna find somebody.

You're gonna send someone to help us.

You know we can't bring anyone else.

I'm sorry.

It has to die.

Something like sucking the fireworks.

Another nail.

What was that?

Seriously.

This isn't the burning ban.

You've really got a cool with the briarbrook boogeyman smashley.

OK, that one I saw.

We share.

How is this?

Martha.

What are you doing?

We gotta go.

We gotta go.

I'm just leaving them here.

We'll come back.

We can't stay here and figure this out on our Martha Roberts.

You listen to me, right?

Actually, this again, all of you.

It's bullshit.

It's always bullshit.

Then how do you explain any of this?

Be real.

If it's real.

Oh my gosh.

White ash what you see.

Is this price, Ashley?

What do you see?

Pizza.

Wait.

Broadway.

Ben.

Ashley, what do you mean?

What the hell do we do?

Is it so?

I don't think I was looking.

I couldn't hear.

Did you do it?

Did you say?

Just Ashley.

So let's fucking take him on.

10 year olds don't drink.

Fucking idea.

Gay bitch.

You're still kids, so you're still in there.

Just like great Heather.

So what does the pitch want?

A virgin sacrifice?

Hey Ben, come on, time to step up.

Fuck you, Dylan.

Mom, seriously happening right now.

Maybe.

It's.

Unfinished business from 1945.

If she wanted to kill me, she would have done it.

I was eight years old.

But what does she want?

Sex with Tom?

And we're telling.

And more to life.

She's not gonna stop.

So anyway.

Who can send her back to hell?

Is Ted guys really get rid of these fucking kids?

What if you make a run for it?

Everyone just goes straight for the entrance.

They're just gonna follow us wherever we go.

So.

I'll run out back.

Lead them around the building,

down through the loading dock and into the basement.

You just wanna let them in.

It's a trap, Pete.

We have to contain them.

As soon as they come back upstairs we can barricade them

through the store like you're

not going to be able to get those doors open.

Out the money to you?

Got a better idea?

I'll go to.

Right around the other direction.

So much locked them in when you throw anyway.

Heater.

He's right.

That's OK, I'll do it.

Let's go.

My.

I thought you said you thought.

Great.

On my account.

As soon as I'm through, Lauren slam it shut.

When it's clear, Pete, you run for it.

I'll go the long way and I'll shout when I come around the bend.

If the doors aren't open yet, they'll be open if they aren't.

Run another.

The mob can't split.

We have to keep them together.

One target.

Got it, got it.