All language subtitles for Descent.Uncut.2007.BluRay.720p.DTS.x264-LeetHD-Eng

He ain't got nothing on me.

Who's he making accusations?

With that stringy haired ho,
she ain't going nowhere.

Saw that bitch the other day,
and I was like,

why are you always up in his face?

And she was like, "don't go there".

Anyway, he better
keep his thing out of

that smelly trash before saying
I got me some fun going on.

You know what I'm saying?
Right?

You see, she agrees.

Come on. She knows.
She remembers.

...and even the eggs of
intestinal parasites may be preserved.

What at times disturbs the purity of
the archeological deposits

is the discovery of fossils
belonging to the burrowing rodent.

They die naturally in their burrows long

after humans have occupied the site.

That's it for today.

Don't forget your assignments,
for next week.

It's hard to say.
It's still really early.

Right. Right.
That's what I figured.

You know what?

Mom, I gotta go.
I gotta lot of work to do.

Oh, okay.

Cathy asked me
who you were seeing these days

and I just didn't know what to say.

Tell her I'm not seeing anyone.

So... there's... no one?

Why, like...
what do you want me to say?

Fine, tell her Gustav,
I'm all into Gustav.

Who's this?

I changed my mind.

Where did you meet him?

The bookstore.

Well, what's he like?

Hmm, well, he's kind of a square.

I am so relieved
that you're meeting boys again.

Mom, I gotta go.

You know, he's waiting for me.

He's right with you now?

He's right in front of me.

Well, I'd like to meet him.

I think you should.

Hey, oh, I'm so excited you're here!

We'll be back, okay?

My God. I'm really glad you came.

Allison said you wouldn't.

I think you intimidate her.

She's something.

You think?

This year feels so different.

Like it should be better,
you know, but it's not better.

I'm drifting.

Rooming with you was
kinda like having an anchor

I didn't even know I needed.

I'm serious.

Why are you so amazing?

You're the amazing one, that voice.

Yeah, I sing...

Old man time......
why you gotta be unkind?

Old man time...

I feel so alone.

That was beautiful.

Thank you.

You must take lessons.

No, but I'm gonna.

You're an angel.

You know that, don't you?

I was just telling my friends that.

You were?

I told them you were special.

Real special.

Where you going?

Out the door.

What's your name?

Maya.

I'm Jared.

You are a beautiful girl, Maya.

Well, Jared, there are
a lot of beautiful women here

and I'm sure one of them

might find your crossing-guard
a bit endearing

-but I'm on my way out.
-Wait. Wait. Wait.

Let me ask you something.

I mean, how does one
approach such rare beauty

and not come off
the clumsy fool because...?

So that line has worked for you?

Has a high success rate?

This was its maiden voyage.
And I'm about to retire it.

Why are you all such phonies?

Tired and obvious lies.

You say that and it just shows
how little you think of me.

Try the truth next time.

You know those cold days, so cold,

you just can't feel your face cold,

and you start to figure how many
more steps before I'm inside.

If I slow down I may just not make it.

I first saw you on one of those days.

I just caught you smiling right there

in the middle of the arctic blast

and I nearly stopped dead in my tracks.

Your eyes, were just wide and intense,
you were reading some letter,

and then you let out this laugh
that was so natural, it was glowing.

And I wanted to smile too
but my face just wouldn't budge.

Then you walked right past me
and I was relieved somehow

because I wanted you to look up
but I was afraid you'd stop smiling...

And then I just had to let you pass me.

And I turned around but then you were

just a black coat
and a red hat walking away from me.

I've seen you a few times since then...

followed you a couple times but nothing.

Nothing.

This was my chance.
I couldn't let you go.

That was flattering, Jared...
in a restraining order kind of way.

Come on, just give me a chance, okay?

Let me get you a drink.

Okay then,
let me get myself a drink, okay?

We'll go out back, and just talk
and get to know each other.

-Alright.
-I mean it, just talk.

Great. Great. Just talk. Scout's honor.

I'm guessing Cub Scout.

He took Ben out back
and started whaling on him.

What?

You know, he was just bustin on him,
giving him the shit.

That's how brothers are.
No hard feelings.

All because Ben didn't wake Jesse up.

Jesse's funny that way.

Sounds funny-farm funny.

You and your brother,
you two never fought?

Not over something so stupid.

Come on. Brothers and sisters
only fight over the stupid stuff.

Think about it. Who knows you better?

They're like master button-pushers.

All right, I admit I may
recall an incident involving

a hair clip of mine being
turned into a slingshot

where in which I might have
overreacted a little bit, and,

throwing my brother
in the closet for about three hours.

Ah-Hah, I see. Okay.

Any more twisted little tales
I should know about?

Not at this time, your honor.

So I was right about fighting
over stupid stuff.

And you admit being wrong
for once.

Maybe.

So, in conclusion,
the court finds Maya guilty,

guilty of being a tired, obvious liar...
and sentences her

to one amazing kiss from the prosecutor.

I'm suspending that sentence.

It's late.

And the verdict will have to be
returned at a future date.

Good night, Jared.

Future date. I hope spring's eternal.

I didn't know what to say to you.

I don't. I'm not sorry.

I didn't fuckin do anything.

You okay?

Just a little tired, I guess.

Here are the support beams.

Thanks.

I don't think there's
a place for you here.

You see the problem is
I have three T.A.'s already

and they won't let me
take on a fourth.

I just wish you would have
come to me sooner.

Do you realize that last semester
you didn't seem interested at all?

It's just that I thought
I wasn't gonna have the time

but I realize now I'm ready to
make that commitment.

Really it's a shame.

Well, my loss completely.

Well, the department has rules
and my hands are tied. I'm sorry.

I understand.
I just had to give it a try.

Standouts.

Students like you are stand outs,
Maya.

Smart and articulate.

That's a powerful combination.

I shall miss your input.
Well, first on my list next year.

Maya, hey, it's Jared.

What are you doing?

You know, it's been five days
exactly since we met.

Happy anniversary.

I've been thinking about you.

I was thinking we should go to
some really fancy restaurant,

and just make a romantic night out of it.

I've been thinking about you a lot.
I like you, Maya.

I want to see you.

What are you doing tonight?

Come on out. Come out.

We'll make it a night to remember.

I try to get the guys to listen
but they shoot me down.

Curious. Football.

What's that all about?

It pushes me, makes me prove myself.

You know, kind of like you.

But with you it's just not fair,
this way you got of seeing right into me.

Go ahead and try.
Read my mind.

Come on.

It's a big void.

That's all right. You'll find out later.

Pepper, please.

Thank you.

You know I could
have been a concert pianist.

...by the time I was twelve
I had my own recitals.

Big hopes for little Jared.

And then?

I turned thirteen.

Somehow sitting at the piano not so cool

but hanging out in the woods
drinking and partying.

Yeah, like, why tickle the ivories
when I could be tickling the girls?

You wasted your gift.

No, just outgrew it.

It was too controlled,
not spontaneous enough for me.

Give me, give me a challenge
that's dynamic with bite and real risks.

I can do without
all the mental yo-yo-ing.

Bringing that music to life.

Yeah, two hundred years ago,
as it was being created,

that's when it lived.

Playing it now
is like resurrecting the dead.

Why hang on to the past
when I can create my own moments now?

Beauty like that is hard to find.

I have something I want to show you.

This is my sanctuary.

A place to go when
things get out of control.

I'm always sneaking up here.
It's like...

You ever feel you're flunking out
in every way and no one notices?

Ever feel that?

Sometimes.

Yeah, it melts away up here.

A trillion stars each with
its own planets, and its own moons.

Suddenly, it's hard to
take anything so serious.

Check this out. Come on.

It's beautiful.

Yeah, that's the sight that
clears my mind, and erases all my pain.

You ever been hurt before?

I've had my share of pain.

I kind of doubt it.

You're an expert on my pain?

There's just something missing,
that's all.

A sadness, an edge, maybe, I don't know.

That's all.

You wouldn't know.

I only mean that it's,
it's packed real low, you know?

It's deep, it's not for public viewing.

But why talk about these things?

Blah, blah, blah.

Everything's the same afterwards.

Right, the fact is he was a great guy.

He still is I imagine,

and every reason was solid
and structured, no loopholes.

Amicable in every way.

And the hurt's all in my head.

I need to get over it,
I know it, and I will.

There's always the stars.

Catch! Oh, she's a pro.

They still make these?

What happened here?

You and I don't mix.

The little squirt broke my foot once.

My cousin had a beat-up one,
plastic all stripped off.

I threw it straight up,
higher than all the boys,

and it flew right into the pool.

It became a big,
soppy sponge, real heavy.

And I tried stomping on it...

I found a nice Cabernet.

Never doubted I would come.

You never know.

You can put that down now.

Sorry.

Here.

We should take it downstairs.

Don't.

You tap, they die.

How's the air up there?

Up where?

You ever see how they look at you?

The boys.

Look at me how?

Like a juicy plum their dry mouths aren't

permitted to touch.

Is that right?

Their eyes get all helpless, needy.

I've seen that look in your eyes.

I'm a quick learner.

Like silk.

So fess up, where you from?

Baltimore.

That's not what I mean.

God, you're so goddamned perfect.

Little Miss Perfect.

Enough, Jared. I mean it.

Okay, I give in, let go.

Let go!

Off!

Off!

You like that, huh?

-You like that?
-Don't!

Get off of me.

Fucking savage!

Hairy. Hairy fucking...

Sewer grease.

Look down at me, huh?

Look down at me, huh?

You fuckin' maggot...
you fuckin' nothing...

You fuckin little.....Nigger.

Little nigger, nigger with attitude.

Fuckin maggot.

You fuckin maggot.

You fuckin nothing.

Nigger with attitude.

Little Miss Shit.

You smelly fuckin' baboon cunt!

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh, you fuckin baboon cunt...
baboon bitch...Oh God.

Do you lighten up.

Lighten up. Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

God.

SPRING

It was a bright day like today

that I too began
my trek into the wilderness,

my odyssey into the wholly unknown.

It's for those of you today standing
at the precipice of your future,

preparing to tumble forward,
that what I'm about to say,

I hope, may let you soar.

Three words. Simple words.

So simple, in fact, they have
no meaning without context.

But understand them, believe them
and you too will live a life,

whether it be short or long like mine,
with no regrets.

It's these three words that society

and all others who are not
you unconsciously fear.

But, if you choose to heed them,
heed them carefully, quietly...

You...are it.

Take a second, think about it
but just know that no one else...

No one knows
what it's like to be you.

Hard as they may try,
other people see you

only in terms of their lives,
their experiences.

Don't let them decide
what's right for you.

Your every step is yours as is
the path you walk on.

Yours alone.

Hi honey.

Ow, your brain dead mother fell asleep
in the sun yesterday,

and now I'm a crispy red.

Ouch, you're bad.

He's calling me "Hyawatha".

He is so bad.

Anyway, we're really going to
miss you this summer.

Our first summer without our little girl.

I'm sure you'll have no problems
getting a job though.

You get along so well with others.

Never a dull moment, that's what I love.

Always on your feet, always keeping busy

...now that is retail.

This is just the beginning of
our busiest season.

Now everyone can fold,
but there is an art to it.

Now, if we want the piece to sell,

we have to care about the fabric.

Appearance is everything. All right.

See. Here, give it a try.

Now watch for those wrinkles.

Okay. Keep it loose, let it breathe.

Right, that's it. Good job.

So you go to Claremont?

I took a class there once.

That's where I met my ex.
Ron was his name.

I don't know how he got
in there he was so stupid.

Anyway, that's Ron, you're Maya.

He must have been the stupidest person to

ever graduate from there.

I mean, sometimes I sit home

and think about
how stupid he was and just laugh.

Oh, so stupid.

Oh really you had to be there.

I am just lucky he's gone.

I mean, even his name is stupid. Ron.

Say it enough you'll realize it.

Ron. Ron. Ron. Ron. Ron. Ron. Ron. Ron.

Anyway, that's Ron.
I thought you should know.

You guys are right. Total bitch.

-Slammed.
-Mission impossible.

Leave it, okay?

Details?

It doesn't matter.

Come on, spill it, Johnny Tingle.

You're our only hope.

All right, all I'm going to say is

that I was so fucking real,
that it, it hurt.

Share your pain.

Hit us with dialogue.

So cold that she didn't even look at me.

And I ask her,
"what do you do in your spare time?"

She says, "I fold."

You got that in common.

Fuck you.

You know, she told Seline,
that in her spare time

she likes to build houses.

This girl does not build houses.

She builds houses.

That's a "dykey" thing to do.

See, how am I supposed to score

if we're not even playing the same game?

Hey.

Going for refills?

How you feeling?

Fine.

I put her in the closet.

You know the rules, Adrian.
She goes out back.

I can't just throw her out in the street.

I just can't.

Sure you can.

Hey chica, you're with us.

You want an apple? I got an apple.

Where am I?

Where dreams come true.

Comfortable?

Why did you bring me here?

I wake up and here you are.

Such beautiful lips. I want to cry.

I don't understand.

It don't matter. Look at me.

The eyes are innocent and sad.

You're not ready.

I'm sorry.

I don't have my purse.

Adrian. He'll have it.

As much as he loves us,
he don't trust us.

Adrian?

First door to the left.

He helps the helpless.

Last night's a blur.

Yeah, well you got burned.

I'm not catching.

Well, you're playing with fire,
you know...

Why are you here?

To get my purse.

You've been hanging around a lot.

Yep.

But you're not twenty-one.

I saw it. Nineteen.

A million times I have seen it.

Pretty just like you.

All that and more.

And she ends up hurting.

Are you trying to save me?

Eh, fuck it.

Just get out.

Don't be mad, baby.

You brought me here, remember?

Why so cold?

Help the helpless?

Lost cause?

I DJ tonight.

Come by, hang out in the booth.

You're not that smooth.

Yeah I can get pretty rough sometimes.

See how they bleed into each other,

sharing themselves
with total strangers...

They need me...I love it.

You never went down.

No, I didn't.

That's okay.

It's better up than anywhere.

No one to hurt you.

Except when I lose it and go POW!

And then you're in trouble.

Maya, Maya. What's up?

So, Maya, you party hard, Maya?

Oh, you got?

Support. Support.

Don't worry about it, Maya,
I got you covered.

I'm okay.

You gonna offend him. Try a little.

Yeah, send it this way. She's cool.

You know Danny's here, right?

And?

You're the only reason he's here.

Hey, Maya what do you think of that guy?

Huh, is he cute?

Yeah.

You want to meet him?

Sure.

Later, he usually needs
a couple of hours to warm up.

You see, cause this guy, like,
what the hell is this?

You love it.

Hey.

Who's the clown with the silly cap, huh?

Hey Danny.

You said that you liked it.

Yeah, on the baseball field, maybe,
but not here in the hood yo.

Okay, fine.

Happy now?

Can you believe this joker
once spent five hours

in the pouring rain waiting for me
to come out of the club.

You know, I remember that.

That's not cool.

Yeah, he was all wet, crying...
Hey, ask, don't take.

Fine, Adrian can I please have a smoke?

Smoke mine?

Sure.

So, go ahead and smoke it.

I'm not gonna smoke it in
between your toes.

Yeah, you are.

Good boy.

So, Maya, you and Adrian...you know?

Why do you let him treat you like that?

He's just having fun. It's all good.

He's not trying to hurt nobody, really.

Really.

You know you have beautiful feet,
you know that?

Go ahead... kiss it...

Deeper.

Yeah, you are.

Yeah, you are.

Yeah, you are.

Yeah, you are.

I had this girl once...
like you, a college baby.

She said she had all the answers.

But, you know what,
she crumbled at all the wrong times...

yeah, I fucked her good though.

But I'm hearing shit yo.

Shit like
"Watch the bitch, she'll cut you down,

that soul is mean and cold..."

...But I see 'tude not ice...

My player's all growing up.

Oh, I'm liking that.

I'm down with you letting loose,
being you.

But don't forget who got you there,

who made you real...I schooled you.

So why go back?
You got nothing to prove.

FALL

Ladies and gentlemen, good morning.

May I have your attention please
cell phones, pagers, off.

Every semester
I'm blessed to share my voyage

with three world-weary travelers.

I'd like you to meet the Nina,
the Pinta and the Santa Maria.

They are my eyes and ears.
Treat them well.

They also have mouths.

So Tim, why don't you
introduce yourself.

I'm Tim Banks, grad student emeritus,
seven years and counting.

This is my fifth year
as the Santa Maria...

...and I do feel world-weary.

I'll be running the discussion groups
on Monday and Wednesday nights.

I look forward to meeting with you.

Thank you, Tim. Maya.

I'm Maya, undergraduate.

I'm on Tuesdays and Fridays.

Do you see how a few extra steps

gives you the momentum to
knock a guy's block off.

Well, that's the way it's gonna feel
when you play them.

They're bigger, faster, stronger.

Now we're gonna play it
at the line this time...

See that pain you're feeling,
I want you to fire it back.

Go.

Tonight the Claremont Falcons take
on the Eastman Lions

in a war between teams
that goes back six decades.

It's under way. It's kicking it off.

Joe Goodman gets it for the Falcons

and tackled down just short of
the fifty-yard line by Seth Hall.

So we get an opportunity to
look at the young man,

Mike Mason, making his second start.

Tell him, hit me, it doesn't matter.

He stumbles back, off balance,

and I catch him just enough to
send him flying.

I gotta say if he turned
just the wrong way he'd be.

Are these real?

Hand 'em over, asshole.

You man enough to take them
from me, pretty boy?

You fuck!

Something in there you want, huh?

Lose the fucking attitude.

Marcie... Happy anniversary.

It was exactly two days ago that we met.

Pens down. Bring 'em up front.

Jared.

I saw you.

Huh?

I saw you cheating.

I'm reporting it to Professor Byron
and the dean's office.

You're shitting me. What the fuck?

It's your word against mine.

You could have called me right up there.

Why'd you wait?

Setting up some private time,

some you and me time.

I think you're hooked on me.

That's cool, you know.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

You want to see me again?
That can be arranged.

Ah, you're a sweet girl.
I still see that.

So what do you say?

I want to see you again.

I brought you something.

All right.

Get comfortable.

You are truly beautiful.

Thank you. And you...

are really sweaty.

I came straight from practice.

He's riding us hard for Midstate.

He's... You been to any games?

No.

For real?

Oh shit, you're missing out on me
trying to impress you.

Saturday, I catch it at the two,
take a mad dive in for the TD.

Everyone's just going wild.

It was good.

You don't need to lie.

I'm not lying.

I don't go to the games. But I follow.

I follow you
and you didn't score a touchdown.

You didn't play.

I played.

It's okay. Really.

Words don't matter anymore.

You came tonight
and that means the world to me.

To a night to remember.

A night to remember.

So, I'm all yours, as I promised.

...at your complete disposal.

So when does this night
to remember begin?

I already thought it had.

I mean, what do you got in store for me?

Maybe you should look to the stars.

All right. You gotta let me take you
and show you something beautiful.

I promise you you won't regret it.

I don't regret.

Well, that's good, you know,

cause what's the point when you got now
just staring you in the face.

I'm starting to learn that myself.

I want you to stand up.

What for?

It's my night.

You promised.

Strip.

Embarrassed?

No.

Then... take it all off.

Cold?

Uh-uh.

You're shaking.

I'd light the fireplace...

If there's one !

Don't...

I can't help feeling
you're not at home here.

What's mine is yours,

you know that.

Seeing you, you here now,

is more than I imagined.

Not a scar.

No blemish.

Just pure old-fashioned perfection.

What every girl wants...

-Eyes to the sky.
-Oh God.

Yeah.

I want to make you feel good.

I was such a stuck-up bitch before.

It's okay. I know how I was.

I'm not a prude though am I?

You're a big boy.

You can take what I give you?

You know...I believe you.

You got it?

Yeah.

We're almost there.

Lie back.

You're my kind of guy... my hero.

Not the kind of guy to wimp out.

You know what it's like to have fun.

You know how to let go
and fuck the rules.

You like things spontaneous

with bite and real risks,
and I remember that.

I thought you were crazy.

But you opened my eyes,

you made me realize
we're not so different.

there's ?

No more talking !

What the fuck ?

One more word... and you lose the tongue.

My turn.

My turn to talk.

Just talk. No worries. Scout's honor.

I was gonna say what harm
can come from talking? Right?

Like that night at the party.
I knew you.

I let you talk and retalk and rephrase

and ramble on and words,

they kept piling up
and I couldn't see you anymore.

I had a secret admirer.
Nervous, and eager to please.

I kind of felt bad for being so harsh.

You know, you being so open

and straight up and me just a meanie,
calling you a tired, obvious liar.

Isn't that funny?
Funny how words create ideas.

Ideas are hard to shake it turns out.

You come up in dreams.

Walking alone to
that restaurant, that night.

That's where it always starts.

I know I shouldn't but I'm excited,
and I'm kind of nervous.

You know, it's a big,
fancy restaurant, and...

So then we're sitting there,
across from each other.

And it's a diner,
and we're talking and drinking.

But this time, we dance.

I mean, it's more like grind
on each other.

And it's a club.

And oh, am I on fire,
just swallowing that music whole,

and there you are...
just smooth...

real smooth and I can't believe
you're keeping up but you are

and it's right then that I know
that you're the one, my forever...

So we're playing pool, right,
and I am so going to beat you,

I just know it and that makes me giddy

because now I know
that you're the one I'd do anything for

and that makes me vulnerable, you know, so,
so I need this...

...something on my side.

And I win,

and everybody's watching, thousands,

and the applause just sweeps me up and,
and I look at you.

I know I did wrong...and it's now
that I remember who you are.

The fog lifts.

And you take me right there
on the pool table.

You know I knew not to struggle.

My eyes are closed

but I can hear them gasp,

some giggle as you...

I need you. I need you, baby.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Shut the fuck up!
No one wants to hear from you!

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, you like that bitch.

I can't hear you.

Mine now. You're mine, yeah.

Oh yeah.

You fucking maggot.

You fucking nothing.

Take it all in.

Yeah, you like that?

Do you want me to keep going?

Jared liking this?

Little Jared...
He knows what he likes.

Come on...
give it to me.

Down way.

Yes, help me.

he's know how to wrong ?

That's right.
That's it.

Make me feel it.

Puta!

You like raping smart girls, huh?

Make them feel small and stupid.

Stupid fuck.

Who's streching you now ?

Like that.
Love it.

Take it off him...

Make him see his Daddy....

Yeah, mira.

Hello, fairy cake. Huh?

Yeah, you never forget
your first one baby.

Puta, you like it.

You want me help you, don't you ?

Sure ?

Fuck you !

I'm not a fucking fagget !

You're mine, maggot.

Fully mine.

Look at that

She made a mate

All over the stuff.

You love it, hun? Hairy bitch.

It's the sports, you see,
school ya all wrong...

Teaches you to accept defeat.

I mean, look at you.

Nobody accepts it better than you.

Hey, you got water ?

I'm getting thirsty.

Everything's ok now, right ?

It's ok.

I need to get over it.
I know it, and I will.