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( music playing )

( engine rumbles )

( birds chirping )

( crow caws )

( loud whistling )

( whistling stops )

May?

- ( distant screaming ) - May?

TV announcer: "Night of the Living Dead."

The dead who live on living flesh.

The dead whose haunted souls

hunt the living.

The living whose bodies are the onIy food

for these ungodly creatures.

- ( woman screams ) - ( banging )

"Night of the Living Dead."

( stairs creaking )

( floorboards creaking )

( door creaking )

- ( moans ) - ( groaning )

May! No!

( growls )

( voices whispering )

Man: A man is sick and tired of working.

So he goes into his job one day and starts blowing people away

with a semiautomatic handgun.

A kid is fed up with his classmates and elders,

so he waIks in the schooI and starts shooting everybody.

And parents and officials quickly gather

to figure out which movie it was

that caused this kind of behavior.

Whose fault is it? Besides their own, of course.

ls it this movie? ls it that movie?

And there's never anybody saying,

"Excuse me, the guy was disturbed."

No, no.

lt's our fault.

l have personally been sued twice

and l take it as a compliment.

- ( scattered Iaughter ) - And it's not too bad for sales either.

Wow, that's-- that's hilarious.

- What? Sucks. - Speaker: Men have been killing men

for a Iot Ionger than I've been walking the Earth, l'll tell you that.

And it probably wouldn't be so disturbing

if we didn't have to hear about it every time some guy went nuts.

( laughs )

The truth of the matter is this.

We are capable of heinous crimes,

yet we're always shocked to find out

that our neighbor is not John Wayne Gacy.

l mean, big deal.

My parents used to Iive right next to Jeffrey Dahmer in Ohio.

- Shh. - Why are you shush--

- why are you turning around? - No!

Your neighbor is not John Wayne Gacy

because that's not the world we Iive in.

We don't live in "Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood,"

we live in hell.

You have a serious problem if this guy's your hero. Serious.

Your neighbor is not content with playing violent video games

- or watching terror porn. - "Terror porn"?

No, no, this guy wants something much more than that.

He wants to live it. He wants to smell it.

He wants to taste it.

Today's sicko... wants the real thing.

Oh, yeah, he should know 'cause he's a sick man.

- He should know. - ( appIause )

- Clap. Clap. - l'm not clapping.

l'm not clapping. Everything he said is bullshit.

- Shut up. - That's horrible.

Man: When we was in line, he was a joke. We got to the table, he was a joke.

- Man #2: He's not a joke. - And after we left, he still a joke.

- He's my hero you're talking about, D. - lt's a problem, that's your hero.

lt's a serious problem that that is your... hero.

( chuckles ) HeIIo.

Did you see? lt's like Halloween at the sorority house right now.

- Did you see that? - No, l didn't see it.

- Did you see-- - l didn't see it.

You're a fan. You're staring at the autograph? Seriously?

Okay, I'm not just a fan. lt's more than that. lt's like a--

Uh, how do l explain this? It's Iike a cuIture, okay?

- lt's a lifestyle-- - lt's a waste of time.

- lt's a waste of time? - Yes.

How is it a waste of time? How is this a waste of time?

You can't fuck it.

- No, you can't fuck it. - l know.

lf you can't taste it, it's not real. lt's a fantasy.

Well, this made it a little bit more real for me, okay?

- On a fake script? - ( girI screaming )

That's what we taught her.

- Mother: Thank you so much. - Wow.

Can you say Child Services?

Stupid parents bring their kids to these things

thinking they're frickin' Drew Barrymore or some shit.

The energy put into that could go into something more productive.

- Sports, music, something. - Mm-hmm.

l'm sorry. l just started doing my thing right next to you.

l'll get out of your way as soon as l find--

Don't worry, don't worry. Take your time, take your time.

Man over P.A.: Attention, horror fans. Tickets are still available--

- My name's Judith. - Duane.

- Hi. - Let me guess.

Russell.

Yeah. How did--

- ( sighs ) - How'd you--

Yeah, right. RusseII.

You guys been here before?

- Eighth year. - l haven't--

Veterans.

I Iike it. This is my fifth.

- l'm sure l've seen you before. - Oh, yeah. Yeah, you probably have.

This is kind of a new look for me. What do ya think?

It Iooks... it looks good.

- Judith: Thanks. - lt looks real good.

So hey, listen.

I know of a IittIe party going on this evening if you guys are interested.

- Oh, hell, yeah, we interested. - You know what?

Thanks for the invite, but we actuaIIy--

we're not going to be able to make it because we got like a three-hour drive--

We-- ( chuckles )

We wouId... we would love to go.

Cool. Just don't mention it to anyone.

lt's invite only.

Very exclusive.

AII right. So will you be there?

l guess you'll have to come and find out.

Okay. Okay.

l'ma come and find out. Yes, I wiII.

- What was she on? - Yes, I wiII.

- Did you see that? - What was she on?

What are you on? We can't go to a party.

- l'm on that. That's what l'm on. - Good. Go ahead.

- l can't go to a party. - Why can't you go?

Because l have to go to work because l value my job.

- You can call a day off. - I can't caII a day off.

- You can make up something. - Listen, I'm not going.

( music playing on radio )

RusseII: I think we're Iost. l think we should just go home.

Duane: How did l know you were gonna say that?

- How did I know that? - Clearly there's nothing down there.

"Clearly there's nothing down there." Yeah.

l-- give me that. Let me see that. Let me see the card.

- What is-- - lt's hard to read the one part.

- Yeah, 'cause you sweated all over it. - Okay, weII, it's hot.

Maybe if you had an air conditioner, I wouIdn't be sweating so much.

- Maybe it wouldn't be a problem. - Oh, wow. Maybe if you had a car,

then you could comment on my air conditioner.

Maybe then, maybe then.

- l sweat a lot, okay? - Well, l know you sweat a lot,

but you don't have to taIk about my car.

lt's a condition. l have this thing where l sweat.

- Apologize. - Apologize?! l'm not gonna apologize.

- Are you serious? - Yes, I'm--

- ( screams ) - Oh, my God!

- Whoo! - Russell: Let's go, let's go.

- Okay, okay. All right. - Let's go, Iet's go.

- Duane: We got some jokesters here. - RusseII: Let's Ieave.

Look at this guy. Wow.

Wow. Look at that. Let's party, baby.

- Let's party. - All right.

( Duane laughs )

♪ Who's the man behind the painted mask now ♪

♪ In a cage for all the world to see? ♪

♪ Just a version of his second self ♪

♪ Now is it reaI or is it fantasy? ♪

♪ l'm both dead and alive ♪

♪ Got nothing inside... ♪

Loosen up. You're biting-- you're biting your nails.

- l do it sometimes... - Hey, look.

l'm not usually one to brag,

but I've got autographs from the entire cast of "Carnival of Souls."

- The original cult classic. - Mm.

Took me eight years and 12 horror cons,

- but got every last one of them, man. - Wow.

Shit, l even got an autograph from Herk Harvey.

l mean, you guys know who Herk Harvey is, right?

- Yeah. - The director of "Carnival of Souls."

The guy was a genius. A revolutionary.

- Had he not made that movie, we-- - Shh.

We're at a party. Relax. Have a good time.

- l'm relaxed. - What is this guy saying?

- Russell: Yeah. - Man: l'm having a good time.

Hey, yo. What time do you wanna-- what time do you wanna get going?

Do you wanna go soon?

- We just got here. Relax. - No, l know.

It's just hard for me to reIax knowing l have to work in the morning.

- Like, early. Really early. - Yeah, look.

Grow some balls and then just call tomorrow

- and tell them you got a flat. - No, l can't do that.

l'm like, kind of in charge of people.

- Do this for me, do this for me. - l can't-- no.

- Do this-- no. - ReaIIy?

We just got here. Oh, shit.

Hey, you're the guys from the convention.

- Yeah. - Thanks a lot, asshole.

Oh, come on. Take it easy, please.

- You know these guys? - Yeah.

They were talking the whole time I was trying to Iisten

to the guest speaker. Especially this one.

Oh, yeah. We were talking that loud.

l mean, maybe if he wasn't fuII of crap,

you wouIdn't be interested in what we were talking about.

Horror...

will survive forever

'cause somehow, some way,

we're all John Wayne Gacy's chiIdren.

Hey... l'ma be right back.

- No, no, no. Wait. - l'ma be right back.

- Give me this. You won't need it. - Oh, okay. No--

Good. Yeah, l'll just-- I'II be right here.

No, okay, that's fine.

Hey.

Yeah? Good.

Stop it!

Exclusive, my ass!

l told you there wouldn't be any producers here.

- Mother: Slow down. - Yeah, it was just a bunch of stupid

- IittIe punks getting stoned. - You're the one that wanted--

- Father: Hey, where'd we park our car? - Mother: l don't know.

- Which car did we bring? - Where did we park our car?

- Which car did we drive? - GirI: Stop yeIIing.

Father: Nobody's yelling at you.

- Mother: Son of a bitch. - Unbelievable.

( urinating )

Father: All right, come on. You can drive.

Mother: l need my glasses. l don't know where l am.

Father: Why didn't you bring your goddamn gIasses?

Mother: Stop swearing.

( man yelling ) Hello?

Somebody?

( dull thud )

Man: Wake up.

Time to play.

( birds chirping )

What the hell?

Hey.

- ( coughing ) - Oh, Jesus.

- Ugh. - Fucking keg beer.

Where the hell are we?

What are you wearing?

What am l wearing?

l don't remember changing into these cIothes.

Me neither.

- Where is everyone? - l don't know.

Lexis better have my shit.

( gasps )

- Maybe this guy knows. - What's wrong with him?

He's probably still drunk.

- Really drunk. - Hey, eh, where's everyone at?

ls the party back that way?

Karen: l don't know about this guy. Let's go.

No, he's gotta know something.

Excuse me.

Seriously, l don't think this guy was at the party.

Of course he was at the party. He's just messing with us.

No, seriously, man. We don't know where we are.

We just-- we need to get back to our friends.

- ( groans ) - No, l--

yeah, l get it. ( mimics groan )

Yeah, l got it.

Hey. Whoa, hey, hey!

Hey, get off of him!

- ( screaming ) - Get off of him!

( screams )

( gasping )

( yelps )

Oh, shit.

( squeals )

( Karen screaming )

Hey.

- Hey, what's going on? - We have to get out of here.

- You okay? - Get in the truck. Get in the truck.

- What's the matter? - We have to get out of here.

Get in the truck.

Start it, start the truck.

- Get in. - There's no keys.

What is wrong--?

Where you going?

- HeIIo? - ( phone clicking )

Hello?

There's no phone. Fuck.

Hey, what's going on?

We have to come inside, please.

Please, come inside.

Look, I'm not going anywhere without you telling me what's going on.

They're after me.

Who's after you?

The fucking-- the fucking zombies.

Zombies.

Okay, don't you mean guys dressed up as zombies from the party?

No, no, I woke up in a cemetery in these clothes

and my-- our phones were missing and my purse.

And then this zombie came out of nowhere and just starting biting him.

On his neck, and there was blood.

Biting-- biting who? Who are you talking about?

Your friend. Your friend. Your friend, he's dead.

- What? - Your friend--

he just started biting him and there was blood everywhere.

What are you talking about? Are you high?

You think this is a joke? Where's RusseII?

l'm not joking!

He just came out of nowhere and he started biting his neck.

Where's Russell?

No, don't go. They're gonna kill you, too.

Russell!

Oh, man.

You're gonna be okay.

( gasps )

( faint click )

Woman: Quiet.

Man: Shh. l think there's someone up there.

Man #2: Don't make me shush.

They're gonna hear us. Shh.

- ( screams ) - Duane: Hey, let us in.

Let us in.

Open up.

Okay, come on. Come on.

Go get me some water.

Get some water!

Come on, Russ.

Everything's gonna be okay. We going home.

Okay? We going home.

Where's the water?!

Stay with me. Look at me.

Come on, come on.

Drink this, drink this.

Come on, come on, come on. Come on, Russ.

Come on, Russ.

Drink this.

Come on, come on, come on. Come on, Russ.

Come on, Russ. Russ, Russ.

Russ, everything's gonna be okay. I promise. I promise, okay?

Look at me. Look at me. Look at me, Russ.

Russ, stay with me! Russ! Russ!

Look, watch him. Okay? Watch him.

I think there's someone here with us.

- What? - l heard talking in the vents.

We gotta go.

Hold this.

- You're in different clothes, too. - Yeah, I know.

Wait here.

( stairs creaking )

( door creaking )

l guess we didn't go back in time.

( Karen yelps )

( door creaking )

( flies buzzing )

Whoa!

Oh!

- ( screams ) - Shit!

Look, I toId you to stay down there with Russell.

l heard a noise.

- Who is that? - l don't know.

Let's go.

Hold this, hold this.

How many did you see?

One.

Do you think there's more?

l don't know. Did you see one?

No, l ain't seen nothing.

- There's a zombie out there. - Could you quit saying that?

Zombies don't exist.

We need to get him to a hospitaI.

( Duane grunts )

I toId you! l fucking told you!

Come on, get in the house!

- We gotta get back in the house! - Stop it!

- Come on, get in the house! - Stop!

- We gotta get back in the house! - Stop it, stop it.

We have to get back in the house!

- Please, get in the house! - Stop!

PIease! Get back in the house!

( gasping )

Karen: Get in the house!

( growling )

- ( grunting ) - ( screaming )

l told you.

l fucking told you.

l told you there were zombies out there.

- Duane: Shut up. - Did you see them?

- Did you see their faces? - Shut up!

He wasn't gonna make it anyway.

Yes, I know that. You made that perfectly clear.

Thank you.

What we gonna do? Hmm?

What the fuck we gonna do?

l saw three of them out there.

Think there's more?

l don't know.

- Zombies usually travel in-- - Could you quit-- zombies don't exist!

They don't!

Did you see this?

Oh, shit.

Damn it! Did you lock us down here, you son of a bitch?!

- Duane: No! Look, no! - HoId on one second.

- He's with us. - With us, my ass.

He's the one who tried to attack us with that pole.

- What? - He was at the party, too.

Look, l'm sorry, man.

Been down here a long time. We didn't know.

Yeah, well, how do we know that he's not the one who locked us down here?

And how do we know that he's not the one who drugged us

and put us in these ridiculous clothes?

Look, these aren't my clothes either.

Oh, yeah? Then how did you get down here?

l found some keys upstairs. That's how l got down here.

- Fuck you. - Hey, just shut up a second, all right?

You by yourself?

No.

Father: l'm coming with you.

( Duane knocking ) Open up. There's people down here.

They're like us. They got a little girl with them.

What was that?

( gasps ) Keith, oh, my God.

Beg your pardon. Excuse me. Little girl coming through.

Pardon me.

- Have you seen Alexis? - No, l thought she was with you.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

( gasps, screams )

Oh, Jesus Christ. Oh, my God.

- Girl: What is it, Daddy? - It's nothing, honey.

lt's just a dead bird on the porch. Take her back, take her back.

What the fuck is going on out there, huh?

Who is that?

- You wanna know who that is? - Yeah well, l asked, didn't l?

- Don't you walk away from me. - Get off of me, man.

- Daddy? - lt's all right, baby.

Look, we've been locked up in that cellar down there for 24 hours

freezing our asses off.

I think we have the right to know what's going on, man.

Why l look like this and like we've come out of some damn time machine.

Duane: You're right.

That's my best friend out there.

He was eaten and attacked by zombies.

You know what? Fuck you.

l'm taking my family, we're getting out of here.

- I'm gonna find my car. - l wouldn't go out there if l was you.

Why, because l'm gonna get eaten by zombies?

- Huh? - lt's true.

Oh, really? You're in on it, too?

You know what? l wouldn't trust any of ya.

l think you're all high on dope or something.

- You don't believe me? - I don't beIieve you.

Follow me.

Nah.

( flies buzzing )

Looks like he's been here a while.

At least a week.

l think dogs did this.

No, it wasn't no dogs.

- You're saying a man did this? - It wasn't a man.

Who is he?

Look like the owner of the house.

Oh, yeah? How do you know that?

'Cause of what he got on.

- GirI: Daddy? - l said stay put!

- Karl, please! - How 'bout you calm down, man?

How 'bout you don't tell me to caIm down?

Try expIaining things to her, then maybe she won't be scared.

- Explaining? - Yes.

Why don't you explain to me what's going on

so l can explain to her, because you know what?

Right now l don't have the slightest clue of what's going on.

- Honey. - Stop.

- You really don't know? - No.

No one else sees what's going on here?

WeII, you're aII fans of horror movies, aren't ya?

Let me spell it out for you, then.

- "Night of the Living Dead." - The movie?

Exactly.

l have no idea what the hell's going on.

This is "Night of the Living Dead."

We're aII dressed Iike characters from the movie.

I mean, heII, even the house.

Look, in "Night of the Living Dead," seven people are trapped in a farmhouse

and they're being attacked by-- - Zombies.

But what about your friend?

Hey, guys? You know what, I think you've aII watched

one too many horror films, and we are gonna get the heII outta here.

- That's right. - Look, KarI.

- Do not go outside. - Don't you tell me what to do.

- You trying to die? - Come on, we are outta here.

I know it's hard for you to beIieve, it's hard for me to believe it as well.

Look, l would love to sit around and talk to you guys all day

about vampires and zombies. lt's very, very exciting.

But l'm getting my wife, my kid, we're getting the heck outta here.

Look, l wouldn't go out there if I was you.

Yeah, you know what? The way l see it,

there's a dead guy out there and there's a dead guy up there

and this is no place that we wanna be.

So, honey, we're getting the car, we're getting the key,

- let's get outta here. - AII right.

Come on, let's go. I wanna go now.

Okay, good luck.

Oh, shit. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back in! Back in!

- Holy shit! Holy shit! - ( girI screams )

( Karl mutters )

- Fuck! - Karl: What the fuck was that?!

Duane: That's what l've been trying to teII you!

- KarI: What was it?! - Help me get a table.

Duane: All right, just prop it up.

Karl: All right, great, great. This is good.

AII right, let's grab the other ones.

Let's get these other windows. Come on.

Good job.

- Let's go. Come on. - Are you serious?

Would you mind putting that out, please?

- Are you kidding? - What are you looking at?

- That truck. - What about that truck?

- There's no keys. - How do you know that?

- l woke up in that truck. - You woke up in that truck out there?

- Yeah. - Just like in the movie.

What's with you guys and "Night of the Living Dead" movie crap?

WeII, KarI, in "Night of the Living Dead,"

the black character-- no offense, man--

arrives at the farmhouse in a red truck.

You know what, l bet it was that bastard who invited us here

- who set us up. - Who invited you?

Some young guy who liked my daughter's headshots.

Little prick. Why, who invited you guys?

l-- l don't remember.

I wonder if it was the same guy that invited us.

lf we could figure that out,

maybe we'll be able to figure out who's behind aII this.

What, then call the cops?

l'm just saying.

We could at least figure out how many of them there are.

- Well, l saw at least three of them. - All right, three.

That's a start.

You know what, l bet l could hot-wire that truck.

And how you gonna get to that truck without getting killed?

- Daddy? - Watch out.

lt's okay, sweetheart. lt's all right. Can you keep it down?

Keith: He's right. l mean, come on.

You're not exactly an Olympic runner.

We know there's three of them,

but there couId easiIy be 10 or 15 of them out there.

I don't think going out there with a tennis racket is gonna cut it.

Do you?

( sighs ) All right.

So we'll set up some sort of diversion or something.

Look, l saw a shed in the back

when I was upstairs looking through the window.

Yeah, so?

There might be some stuff in there we could use.

Yeah, how do you know there's anything in there?

- It's worth a shot. - Yeah, l don't know.

l think the truck's the best bet.

Look, l think the truck is a trap.

Yeah, l'm with him, man.

Could be a trap.

( sighs )

Look, it's onIy a matter of time before they come in here bustin' up--

Hm-mm. Hm-mm.

Look, all l'm saying is rather than just sit here

and do what they think we're gonna do, we be prepared.

So what l can do is l can go to the shed

and if they see me or if l'm in any trouble, l'll scream.

And if and when that happens, you go for the truck.

That can be your diversion.

- Okay? - Okay, all right.

- Only if you hear, though. - Yeah, I got it.

Mother: Okay, okay.

l'm gonna want you to take Kyra downstairs.

- Okay, baby? - Okay.

( groaning )

( rattling )

Man on TV: That situation has now changed.

We're able to report a definite course of action for you.

Civil Defense machinery has been organized

to provide rescue stations with food, sheIter,

medical treatment, and protection by armed National Guardsmen.

Stay tuned to the broadcasting stations in your IocaI area

for this list of rescue stations.

This Iist wiII be repeated throughout our news coverage.

- Hey. - Look for the name of the rescue...

Hey, they're saying we gotta get to a rescue station.

News anchor: Make your way to that location as soon as possible.

Called this afternoon by the president...

- Fuck me! - ...presidential cabinet, the FBl...

Are you seeing this?

News anchor: ...ClA has not produced any public information--

Rescue station.

( faint whispering )

( pitchfork clattering )

Oh, shit.

- ( Duane screams ) - ( grunts )

( gurgling )

Keith?

( grunts )

Whoa! What--

- Fuck. - You scared the shit outta me, man.

Sorry, man. l can't see fuck all up here.

- l thought you were one of them. - What you doing up here?

Looking for Karl.

He's supposed to be watching the front door.

He took off on me.

You haven't seen him?

( faint music playing )

( woman on TV screams ) No! Johnny! HeIp me!

( TV off )

Why'd you do that?!

They're using it to distract us.

Looks Iike they're feeding us footage from outside connections somewhere.

I wouIdn't be surprised if they're watching us right now.

- Nice. - Thanks.

l killed one.

He's in the barn.

So what happens next in the movie?

Uh, l don't know. lt's been a long time.

The girl shows up to the house,

black guy arrives, some zombies--

Look, why don't you just fast-forward the movie?

l didn't see a DVD player.

lt's a good thing no one's tried to start that truck up, though.

- Why's that? - Well, 'cause in the movie...

it blows up.

( owl hoots )

( buzzing )

( engine sputtering )

What's that?

Karl.

- KarI! - No, Karl!

- Duane: Outta the car! - Keith: Get outta the truck!

- Get out of the truck! - Get back in the house!

What are you doing?!

Fuck, fuck!

- Duane: Get outta the truck! - Keith: Karl!

- Karen: Get outta the truck! - KarI!

l got it!

- l got it! - No! Hell, no!

Keith: Get outta the truck!

- What's going on? - Get in the house!

- Where's Karl? - Stop it!

Where's Karl?

- Come on, baby. Come on, baby. - ( engine starts )

Yeah!

( screaming )

( Marilyn screaming )

Keith: Take her inside.

- ( screaming ) - Marilyn: He's still alive!

He's still alive!

Somebody help him!

- He needs our-- - Stay in the house!

( Karl screaming )

Shit.

- Stand back. - He's aIive!

- We have to go after him! - l can't let you go out there!

l can't! Think about your daughter!

Do you want to risk your own life for that?

Mommy?

( Karl screaming )

l am going out there! To hell with him!

- PIease, Iet me! - No, no, no, no, no.

- l can't! l'm sorry. - Please, let me!

I'm sorry. He's gone!

l'm sorry.

( gurgling )

( screams )

( screaming )

( snaps )

Look...

how many people survived the "Night of the Living Dead"?

None.

They're coming, man!

Come on!

They're coming!

Take the girIs down to the basement.

Let's go, go. Downstairs, downstairs. Now.

Everyone, downstairs. Now! Go, go!

- ( gIass shatters ) - ( Judith screaming )

Help! Please!

- HeIp! - l'll get you, get you.

- Get the fuck off her! - Judith: Fucking asshole!

( faint bang )

( growls softly )

( whimpering )

( hisses )

( whimpers )

( screaming )

- No! - Help!

No, get away!

( screaming )

Mommy! Mommy!

Ugh! Ugh!

Get away from her! Get away from her!

- Get away! - ( groans )

Hey!

( groans )

( thumps )

( growls )

( Duane coughing )

You all right?

Duane: Yeah, l'm okay, l'm okay.

l got you now, motherfucker.

Where you at?

( faint click )

Shit! Who the fuck are you?

See these? Swear to God if you don't--

- l'll cut your fuckin' neck-- - My name is Owen.

l just killed a guy downstairs.

For all l know, his name was Owen.

Look, I just went to this party last night

and I don't know-- l just-- l just woke up here.

- You woke up here? - Yeah.

- Shit! - lt's me, it's me!

Sorry.

Who are you?

My name is Owen.

- lt's okay. He's with us. - What you mean he's with us?

Keith: He woke up here, too.

- Where? - ln there.

ln there? l searched in there.

l've been moving around. l thought you guys were after me.

Yeah, no, that makes sense.

When we heard you guys upstairs, we kept quiet down in the basement.

Yeah, besides, if he wanted me dead,

he had his chance.

Right.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Duane: Nothing.

Nothing at all.

WeII, I mean, we got three zombies down, right?

And one more on our team.

Yeah.

Hey, but...

it doesn't make any sense, though.

What?

l mean, in the "Night of the Living Dead,"

it was the black guy, the blonde,

the husband, the wife, the daughter...

and there were two other people, right?

Yeah, so?

Where does this guy come into play?

Night of the what?

Living dead.

You almost had me, you son of a bitch.

Look, pIease don't kiII me! l'm sorry! l didn't mean to do it!

- I'm not a monster! - Why are they doing this?

Owen: Look, you don't know these guys, okay?

They're thrill seekers.

This shit gets them off.

"Why watch a horror movie when you can live one?"

That's-- that's what Benjamin says.

So these sickos are making a snuff film?

No, they're living one.

Duane: Oh, shit! Get in the room.

- Get in the room! - Shit.

- Duane: Come on! - Keith: Fucker.

- Guys, wait! - Duane: Come on!

Guys, wait! Guys!

Come on, guys!

- No! No! - ( banging )

( Owen screaming )

Owen, man, how many are there?

Ss-ss...

( gasps )

Six? Seven?

Karen: He's dead.

Duane: Fuck.

l remember...

l remember l asked Russell

if he believed in God.

And you wanna know what he told me?

He toId me that this is hell.

That we're in hell right now.

That it's this

alternate reality

where only good people go and nothing bad happens to 'em.

l'm starting to believe that.

His birthday was next week.

lf l would've just-- just stopped and listened to him...

he might be alive right now.

But l'm just always thinking of myself.

l've seen this before.

Duane: Yeah, so have l.

That bitch.

Does this look familiar to anyone?

- No. - No?

You sure?

Take a better look.

l mean, really, get a good look.

- Stay away from me. - Karen: What's going on?

You wanna know what's going on?

Seems our little friend here set this whoIe thing up.

- Karen: What? - Yeah, she knows these people.

- Just wait. - You let this happen.

- No, wait! - You fucking bitch!

Wait! I didn't know this was gonna happen!

They told me they were just gonna play a game

- to scare you guys. - So you did know?

Yes.

No, no, no.

Please, help-- help me.

TeII them that l didn't know!

You know her?

Yeah, he's not gonna heIp you.

His friend's dead because of you.

Okay, l just met them this weekend. They paid me.

They paid me to invite people to this party.

They said to be seIective. They said that there was gonna be stars.

Oh, there are.

Us!

We're starring in a horror movie where we aII die!

Don't you see? I'm in this, too.

- Okay? - Yeah.

- You are. - No!

- Get the door! - No!

Get off of me! Please! Please! ( screams )

Please, don't let them do this!

PIease! l didn't know!

l didn't fucking-- l didn't know!

- l didn't know. l didn't know! - Shut up!

I didn't-- l didn't know!

- No! - There you go, crazy fucks!

- Come get your bitch! - Fuck you! No!

No! Damn it! Please, don't do this!

Karen, come on! Fuck you!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Let me in!

Motherfucker!

- Judith. - Get the fuck away from me.

Why are you doing this?

l know it's you, Patrick.

Oh, Judith.

We're just playing a little game.

What's the matter?

You don't like role-playing?

Come back here.

Look, we can't leave her out there.

Look, l'm serious. They're gonna kill her.

l'm planning on it.

Look, come on, man. You heard her, man.

She didn't know this was gonna happen.

- She didn't. - Yeah, maybe she did, maybe she didn't.

Either way, she belongs outside.

- Look, move out of the way. - Hey.

- Hey, don't touch me! - Then don't touch the door.

We can't risk anybody else going outside and getting killed.

We need you to get outta here.

No one survives in the movie, okay?

No one.

Get the fuck out of my way. Hey, don't--

Man, who the fuck you think--

Karen: Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it! Get off of him!

Get off of him! Stop it!

Fuck you!

( glass shatters )

( bangs )

Patrick: That bitch is hiding. We need Iight.

- My Judith? - Yeah.

Let's go.

Oh! Shit.

( rustling )

( screaming )

No! No!

Get off-- get off me!

Don't--

Well. Hi, babe.

- Trying to escape? - ( muffIed moans )

l told you we'd be pIaying a game.

You did wonderful.

None of this would've happened without your cooperation.

You have to admit this is better

than any of our haunted attractions.

l don't think you've ever been to our place.

World's biggest haunted house.

The entire second floor is an homage to the "Night of the Living Dead."

That's where we got all of this.

( muffled moans )

Scaring peopIe gets oId when you do it for a living.

You might say we wanted to...

make it a bit more interesting.

You know, we still need to waste the fiImmaker

if this is gonna Iook a murder-suicide thing.

Right.

Then everybody will think this was some director's break from reaIity.

( coughs )

Ah, just in time for the finale, Mr. Betz?

Fuck. Mimesis.

- Pardon me? - Mimesis.

lt means "imitation."

More specifically, Iife imitating art.

And in this case, it seems as art

has inspired a coupIe of sick fucks to imitate it.

Wait. Let the man speak.

Betz: What's it gonna be next time? A heavy metaI song?

- A video game? - Or in this case, you.

A has-been fiImmaker who wanted to go out with a bang.

That's what everyone will think when we're done.

You know what's so pathetic about you whack jobs?

You're never inspired to hurt yourseIves.

No, it's much easier to hurt somebody else.

Women, chiIdren, animals, whatever.

Why is that?

Well, maybe

just deep down inside, you're frightened little children

who didn't get enough love from Mommy and Daddy.

Or maybe you're just afraid to admit

that it's easier to hurt other people

- than to live and love. - ( muffled moans )

You are pathetic.

Are you done?

( muffled sobs )

Karen: Keith, what are you doing up there?

l'm getting the shears.

( phone ringtone plays "Toccata and Fugue in D Minor" )

( silent )

( beeping )

That's it. l'm done.

I'm so done. Fuck this house.

Dead bodies. Kill fucking zombies.

( ringtone playing )

( cell phone beeps )

Shit. Oh, fuck.

Shit. Let go!

Let me go!

God damn it!

Oh, shit!

- ( gurgIing ) - ( groaning )

( Keith screaming )

Sweet.

Let me see that.

He wouldn't do that.

A Romero zombie wouldn't act like that.

Where did we find that asshole anyway?

- Patrick: We gotta go. - Right.

Tell him to get his ass over here and finish her off.

( muffled sobbing )

Benjamin: What's the matter with you?

You're gonna ruin everything, all right?

You have no sense of styIe. You don't understand continuity.

You're making a mess, okay?

Now why don't you get in there and finish Judith off for me, all right?

- All right, got it. - Thank you.

( muffled sobbing )

( door opens )

( blade rings )

Shh, shh, shh. Wait, wait. Relax, relax.

Relax, it's me, it's me.

It's me, okay? l'll cut you loose.

Relax, relax.

( wood clatters )

Shh. Relax.

( muffled sobbing )

( muffled screaming )

( screams )

Payback's a bitch.

ls that it?

Did we get them aII? l-- l think we got them all.

No, this is all wrong. The hero is missing.

We need to find the bIack guy.

He's gotta get shot in the head just like in the--

...just like in the movie.

l think the next one should be...

"The...

Hills...

Have...

Eyes."

You know, l'm thinking that we should do "Friday the 13th" next.

l mean, l know this camp that wouId be perfect.

( grunts )

- Relax, "Barbra." - Fuck you!

Okay.

- ( gagging ) - ( Patrick laughs )

Ow! Fucking little bitch.

- ( screaming ) - Give me that!

No! Let go of me!

What do you want me to do with this one?

The kid in the movie dies.

( Kyra squeals )

- I can't. - Don't make me come over there.

l'm kind of busy right now.

- Fuck! - ( Kyra screams )

l'm sorry.

( screaming )

Bitch!

Bitch! Fuck.

- Fuck! - ( gagging )

( screams )

( Karen coughing )

- ( coughs ) - ( screaming )

( door opens )

What?

You should be thanking me.

You all got to live a horror movie.

( slams )

There you are, babe.

Tell them. Tell them what a rush this is.

What can l say?

The movies made me do it.

( groaning )

Give me that.

No, they didn't.

We make our own hell.

News reporter: We're coming to you live from Pittsfield Township,

where events of a gruesome mass murder are just now unfoIding.

What we can tell you is that 10 bodies have been found dead

and that number is expected to climb before this is over.

Joining us now is Lieutenant Bill Hinzman,

who was first on the scene.

Lieutenant, what can you tell us about this horrific event?

lt looks like we're dealing

with six or seven individuals

who tortured and murdered compIete strangers.

Reporter: Can you please elaborate?

Well, the alleged perpetrators

kidnapped, drugged, and then forced the group

to participate

in a deadly game of role-play.

Reporter: Lieutenant, we've heard that the killers

are trying to imitate a horror film.

ls this true?

After questioning the survivors, yes, that is true.

The killers are trying to imitate a cIassic horror movie.

Reporter: Can you tell us which one?

"Night of the Living Dead."

( voices whispering )