Fear the Night (2023) - full transcript

Oh, shit.

Beth, you scared me.

-I told you
not to come up here alone.

-Why? I knew
what I was looking for.

I was just trying to
save you some time.

-I know. I just--
it's-- this is...

- What?

-It's my home, okay?
My things...

-Well, these aren't.
These are all of ours.

- Fine, but
it's just...

It's not that safe up here.



I know what I'm doing,
you don't so...

-Oh, my god.

I'm-- I'm not-- I'm not here
for your wine collection.

I... I came to look
at the trunk,

get the things.

I was closing it
and you came up.

-Yeah.

-What is your point, Beth?

Because you always have one.

-Just that...
it's my house.

You should let me do it.
I know where things are.

-Okay. Shit.

Whatever.

-And can you not swear
around my daughter?



Please.

-She's not even here.

She's not even in the house.

Didn't Trent take her to his
parents' house for the weekend?

-Yes, I know, but you do.

I mean, you have in the past

so I'm just saying,
in general,

please refrain.

-Yes.

Yes.

Are you coming?

-Yeah, just want to
straighten this out.

-Straighten what out?

-Just... the mess
you made.

-Oh, for fuck--

Cool. You do that.
I'm gonna go get the...

It can be a body thing
and a face thing.

- But also...
- Yeah.

Yeah, like the face thing
is.

Yeah, I've
heard about that.

That's actually
a good name.

-Hi.

-Hi there, guys.
How you doing?

-We're good, Tess.
How've you been?

-Good. Everything's great.

-Yeah, Beth said, uh,
what chip did you get?

How many months was it?
Was it six or nine?

Six?

-What? It's...
it's a good thing, right?

-I'm sorry.
Was it a secret?

-No, it's not a secret.

-No, it's a good thing.

And yes, it's been six months.

-She's teaching
a defense class...

in Hollywood at the Y.

Isn't that awesome?

-I'm not teaching
in Hollywood at all

or at the Y.

But I am teaching
at Baldwin Hills.

It's an elementary school.
It's fun.

I'm like Mister Miyagi
with tits.

What's not landing for you?
Miyagi or tits?

One's from The Karate Kid
and the other one's...

you know.

-You got 'em, you know.

-Uh, well,
we're gonna go freshen up

before we hit the road,
if that's all right?

- Yeah, of course.
- Cool.

-We'll leave soon.

-You invited them here
to the house?

-Yeah.

-I thought we said
we were going to drive together.

Alone.
-We-- we can.

I just said
they could go with us

in one car to make it easy,
but if that's not okay,

we can just--
-God...

- What?

-Nothing. You just never do
what you say, that's all.

-Oh, please...
look who's talking.

The flakiest flake
in fucking Flake Town.

-Oh, oh, Beth.
We can't swear.

There's children.

-The farm
is in the middle of nowhere.

-Really?
-Yeah, it is.

Okay?
-Hm.

-I don't even know why Rose
wanted to go there

but she did.

So I said, "Great. Okay, fine"
and made it happen,

but it's not exactly
some fun little getaway.

Can we not fight

about every single thing,
please?

-Sure.

-I mean, who cares?
It's-- it's just a--

-I care.
I don't like them.

-You don't like anybody.

You hate my friends
and Rose's friends.

You don't have any friends
of your own, so no luck there.

Who is it that you actually
do like, Tess?

Remind me.

-I don't know.
I think I used to like you,

but that was a long time ago.

-You can be
such a bitch sometimes.

-Thanks.

Right, who's driving,
you or me?

Just remember,
it's not a race, all right?

Please don't lose them
the first chance you get.

-Oh, them?
No. I promise.

-That is bullshit.
He's crazy.

I never said that
I would do that.

No, I didn't.
No, I did not.

Okay, maybe I did.
But not with him.

-Do we want vodka, too
or...?

-Yeah. Duh.
I mean, it's a party.

Somebody's gonna want vodka.

What? No, not you.

I'm talking to Esther.
My best friend Esther.

-Who is that?

-Can I just finish?

No, no, no,
that's Jasmine.

My other best friend.
No, this is Esther.

No, you haven't met her.

It's-- seriously,
it doesn't matter.

Sebastian,
can I just please...

Oh, my god.

-Hi. Oh, my gosh.
You guys look so great.

Yay. What's up?

Nothing.
Just getting supplies.

Just like you. Whoo.

It's wine o'clock somewhere,
am I right?

Come on!
It's a party.

-Is it though?

Have you seen where we're going?
It's in the middle of nowhere

and it's-- no offense,
but it's a kind of a dump.

-No, it's old.

It's charming.

Rose and I used to go there
as kids like all the time.

Almost every summer.

-Yeah, but who has her
bridal-whatever-thingy

at a farm in the desert?
I mean, come on.

-Excuse me. It's not
a bridal-whatever-thingy.

It's a bachelorette party.

There's a huge difference.

-Yeah. Duh.
What's the difference?

-Ummm, no grandmas
or little kids and shit.

Okay, this is what Rose wants.

Just us having fun
and getting wasted.

- Yeah.
- Yes, yes.

- Sorry.

Cleanup on aisle four.

-I see Mia hasn't
changed much.

- Yeah, pretty much.

But she'll be fine.

I mean, she's better
when she's a little drunk.

-Or high.

-Or just been fucked.

What? I never fucked her.

Uhhh...

-What? I didn't.

I mean, not since school.

-I knew it. I knew it.
-What?

-I knew it.

-Ladies, snacks?
Esther, come on.

On chips.

Whoa!

-What's gonna go
with mac and cheese?

Hey, cutie.

Need some help with that?

-Yeah, you know,
if you want a ride,

our truck's right outside.

-Come for a ride.

-You know, thanks.
We're good.

-What about you, sweetheart?

You looking for
something special?

-No, I'm-- I'm good.

-I don't think we got

one of them international
aisles here, so.

Oh, and then there were three.

-You boys just taking
a break from getting shit-faced

or are you excited to look at
someone other than your sister?

-Well, there's no harm
in looking now,

is there, sweetheart? Hm?

-Depends, I guess.

-Yeah, well,
we're not looking at you.

So why don't you move on?

-For sure.

Hey, you should take
that cap off

if you didn't serve.

And I know you didn't.

-I did.

I served.
I gave it to him.

-No way.
Where'd you serve?

-Ramstein.
86th Airlift Wing.

-Oh, I thought you said
you "served."

My mistake.

-Fuck you.

I bet you don't even know
where that is.

-Not exactly, but I--

I think it's in
southwestern Germany, right?

About 15 clicks east of K-Town

and three clicks
west of Landstuhl?

Oh, I know why
you look familiar now.

Are you one of the guys
who changed my bedpan

when I got medevacked there?

I almost missed it.

-Bullshit.

-Bullshit?

-I was an MP,
for your info, all right?

That's Military Police.

-Wow.

-Where you medevacked from?

-Fallujah.

That's, uh, that's in Iraq,
for you boys.

-Nah. No fucking way,
you're too young.

-No. Third battle. 2016.

-No, because we didn't
have any troops in that, bitch.

-No, we had advisors
from 2014 on.

Who do you think was
protecting them, asshole?

People like me,
who were in the actual shit.

Not people like you, who were
skipping around Europe

enjoying Oktoberfest.

-You better watch
your fucking mouth.

-You're probably right.

-You think
you're tough, huh?

-I mean,
I'm tough enough, I guess.

-Yeah. Why don't we
find out how tough?

-Tess?

-You know,
I would love to.

I just... I gotta
get to a party.

So maybe another time.

We'll see you there.

Okay, great.

I'm surprised
they even had wine.

Hey, do we even know
who the caretakers are anymore?

I don't.

-Me either, but I called
and left a message

like we're supposed to
when we use the house.

-I thought
it was an older couple.

A man and a woman.

No, that was... is it?

Dad keeps losing people
so I'm not even sure.

I think these guys have been

here for a while now.

I'll walk down later
and introduce myself.

-Or I can.

I know you want to get
started with the party.

-Either way.

Maybe better if it's me since
I'm the one who contacted them

for the party and everything.

Uh-uh.

-I love it here.
Great vibes.

I told you so.

Yes, you did.

-Look at that.

-I'm looking.

I bet you are.

Mm-hm.

Or you don't have to
wear a push-up bra.

That's why
I got.

There's only 150
since.

-Oh.
-Come on, bitch.

Let's have some fun.

-Oh, this is me having fun.

-Oh.

- Sorry.

I'm just daydreaming
for whatever reason.

-Oh, it's okay.

Hey, it's...
it's really good to see you.

-You too.

-Okay, who wants me
to do a reading?

Oh, me!

Aahh.

Come on.
Let's pull a card.

No.

No, thank you.

Sorry, no, thank you.

-Hey, Tessie.
Who's your favorite sister?

Come on, say it.

Hey.
-You are.

Hey, middle sis.

-Hi, little sis.

-Thanks for coming.

I know this isn't your kind of
thing, so thank you.

Honestly.

-Of course.

-Hey, Tess.

You still out there making
America great again?

-Maybe.

You still out there letting
third graders do your hair?

-Braids are very in
right now.

-I mean...

-I like these.

-Bitch.

-How's life?

-All good.

Working, partying.

-This is gonna be fun,
right?

-Oh, yeah.
Yes, of course.

-Okay.
-Look at you.

Bride-to-be.

Could you be cuter?

Look at your body.

-Ugh, no. Look at you!

You're fit as shit.
Seriously, Tess.

-Well, yeah.
-What the hell?

-One addiction for another.

-Come here,
you fucking cutie.

- Beth!
- You fucking cutie!

-Hello!

-Hello?

-No. Seriously, let's get it
done tonight.

It's what we said we'd do.

It makes me nervous
if we don't...

got too many guys
we've been using lately,

too many big mouths,

plus, we got those new people
moving in come Monday.

Let's get it out of there
tonight or move it at least.

-Fine.

-Shit. I gotta
run back into town,

grab some trash bags.
You wanna come with?

-Uh, yeah.
Start the truck.

I gotta take a piss.

-All right.

-Who's this?

Oh. Yes.

Sorry about that.

Yeah. Hello?

Hello?

Yeah, I hear you.

Sorry, the reception
is bad here.

No, we got your message
about you and the party.

Is everything okay?
That's great.

Your sister? No.

Nobody has been
down here today.

Not that I know of.

Uh, if I see her, I will.

I'm just heading into town.

You-- you ladies need anything?

No?

All right, have fun.

You too.

Take care.

"Take care."
Shut the fuck up.

All right.

Oh, my god.

-Have you given
a hand job to someone

who you were not
very attracted to?

Why would I? No.

-Who are you?

-I'm sorry?

-Who are you?

-I'm the chef...

for tonight.

-A chef?

Yeah. Okay.

That's fine, I guess.

-You guess?

Oh, my god.

- You are a funny one.

-You have no idea.

-Tess.

- Hey.

-Where you been?

-In here, giving me
the third degree.

-That's not true.

I was asking him who he was.

I didn't see him
when I went outside

and then I come in and there's
these knives everywhere and...

yeah.

-Can I talk to you
for a second?

-Please.

-Okay, I'm on my way.

I'll just prepare in here.

- Shot!

Oh, my god.

What, um,.

What-- what do you think
you're doing?

-What does that mean?

-I come into the kitchen
to check on the chef,

and of course, I find you in
here in conflict with him,

like with every other man

walking the face of
the fucking planet.

And because why?

-I'm sorry. I...

I came in here and--

and I didn't know
who he was and so I asked.

That's it.

He wasn't here when I left,
all right?

-Right. Yeah, yeah.

Uh, left to go where?

-You know where.

-I said I would
take care of it.

But no, you had to go
down there, didn't you?

-So what?

-Because I said
I'd take care of it.

-And?
-And?

And guess what?

Everything is fine.

-No.

There's something
strange about those guys.

-Oh, oh, really?

Really? What's...
what's strange?

-Well, I went in,
um, and, uh--

-Sorry. You went--
you went in--

in their house?

-Not their house.

It's our house.
Our property.

Still.

But I'm sorry. I had to.

They're suspicious.

-Says who?

- Says me.
- Okay.

So, um, I called home

and they're the guys
who were hired last year

to help with the handover
of the property, okay?

So not murderers.

-Wait, you spoke to Dad?
-Mm-hm.

-How did you call him?

There's no landline here.

It isn't working.
I checked.

-You are fucking insane,
do you know that?

I leaned out the window
in the upper bedroom

like we always used to do.

-Right.

-Listen to me.

Just listen.
Please listen to me.

Seriously.

Your sister, our sister,

is trying to have her
bachelorette party

and this is what you want to do?

Try and-- try and scare people?

I'm sorry.

But maybe
you should relax and...

have a drink.

Maybe that'd help.

-I'm sorry, what?

-You heard me.

A little bit of alcohol.

-That's a real shit thing
to say to me, you know that?

Just, uh...

just call 'em like I see 'em.

Thanks for dressing up,
by the way.

It's really nice.

There she is!

Okay, okay, okay.

Have you joined
the Mile High Club?

Oh, she has.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my gosh. Okay.

-Have you ever had sex
on a carnival ride?

Oh, my gosh.

Duh.

Have you hooked up
with an unattractive rich guy?

-Um, yes!

-Fuck it.

Yeah, not today.

Not today.

Shot! Shot! Shot! Shot! Shot!

Shot! Shot!

-Ladies.

- Oohh!

-Hello, hello, hello.
My name is Alfonse

and I've got some
treats for you ladies

to get you guys started.

Oh, my god.

They're tiny little
dicks!

Yes, they are.

Yes, they are dicks.

Yes, they are.

Thank you.

I think you should have
two dicks.

-I'll have two dicks in
my mouth.

-Two dicks in her mouth.

Now, I'm not sure how much you
ladies know about this evening

but we are going to
have a great time.

I promise you that.

I've got some beautiful
sea bass croquettes

along with a few other treats

and that's not even
talking about dessert.

You know what I mean?
-I hope you're dessert.

-Oh my, my, my.

Aren't you the
naughty little girl?

-Fuck yes, I am!

Yeah, she is.

-As luck would have it,
I'm a naughty little boy.

So things might get a little
interesting.

Oh, my god!

Whoa!

-Hey, middle sis.
-Hey.

My baby girl.

-What's going on?

-Hey, I'm sorry.

I'm not trying to
ruin anything for you.

-Oh, no, no. It's fine.
-I just need a little space.

-You're just missing
the stripper, that's all.

-The what?

-The stripper.

-Oh shit.

The caterer guy? Oh, god.

-Exactly.

He is also the entertainment.

- So gross.

- Yeah.

I was very happy to
get out of there

and let the others take a turn.

-Good girl.

-So...

what's happening out here?

-Nothing. I just...

just feels weird being back
here, that's all.

-You sure?

-Yeah, why?

-Do you want to talk
about it?

-No.

It's your night.

Oh, boy.
-Rose, I'm sorry about this.

Sorry, Rose,

that I even let you invite her.

It's cold out.

Come back inside.

You don't have to comfort her.

It's not your job.

-We're just talking, Beth.

-Yeah. Yeah,
like sisters do.

-Do you mind if your
fucking sister goes inside

and enjoys the rest of
her fucking party

that I put together for her?

Or do you want to keep making
this all about you?

Huh?

Rose?

Open the door.

-Beth, open the door!

Beth, go!

What's going on?

What's happening?
- Oh, my god.

Wait, what's happening?

-Beth, close the door.

Beth.

Oh, my god, Rose.

Is that blood?

-Tess, what the fuck
is going on?

Who the fuck is out there?

- Oh, my god, Rose.
- Beth.

Beth, Beth.

I need you to get your phone.
Beth, look at me.

I need you to call 911 or Dad.

Whoever you can get a hold of,
okay?

Beth, look at me. Go now.

I'll go. I'll go.

I know the trick.
Out the window, right?

-Yeah, yeah.

-Rose and I
used to do that and I--

-Go, go, go, go.
Be careful.

- Tess, what happened?
- What is happening, Tess?

-Okay, okay, okay.

Ladies, don't be afraid.

This is what we are going to do.

Tess,
what's happening?

What are we doing?
- Tess!

What the fuck!

-Shut up.

What the fuck.

Oh, shit. Okay.

-Oh, shit.

Okay.

All right.

We got to get the rest of
these doors locked, okay?

Pull some shit up against them.

Make sure they're blocked.

All these lights have to go out.

Unplug every single thing
you see upstairs and down.

If they get in here, it needs to
be pitch dark, okay?

Stay low.

You guys start in here.
I'm gonna get the kitchen.

-Esther's upstairs
trying to call out.

But I need all of you
to do the same.

Grab your phones.
Call the police.

Call 911.

Call anyone you can get
ahold of, all right?

Do it now.

Who is it?

Why are they doing this?

-I don't know.
Not yet.

I-- I-- is it
someone's boyfriend?

O-- o-- or?

Hey, what's going on?

-I don't know.
Stop asking me.

-I'm sorry, but they're
trying to fucking kill us.

So that's why I'm asking.

-Screaming is not going
to keep us alive.

Listen to me,
and maybe that will.

Now get on your goddamn phone.

-I've got nothing,
no signal.

It's not working.

No signal.
- Me neither.

Shit, shit, shit.

-All right, we need
to get prepared

for whatever those people
are going to do next.

In fact, you guys, we gotta
start gathering weapons.

- What?
- All right?

- Weapons?
- Yes.

Anything that can hurt
or kill someone.

Just anything, okay?

Knives in the kitchen.

Scissors in the drawer
or the fireplace poker.

-This is a farm.

You don't have a gun
or something like that?

-My mom hates 'em. We don't
keep them in the house.

- What the fuck.

-My dad has a bunch of
shit in the shed

but it's out by the orchard.

His guns are in there too.

But I'd have to...

I'd have to go get it.

First things first.

We get ready to fight in here.

-It's okay. It's okay.

They're just trying to scare us.

-Yeah? It's working.

-I know, but...

I think they're trying not to
draw attention to themselves,

trying not to
alert the neighbors.

That's why they're using bows
and arrows and not guns.

-It's got to be a mistake,
right?

I mean, why else would
they be doing this?

-I don't know.

I honestly don't know.

Shit.

-Let me check the cars.

We can't just
sit around doing nothing.

-Who's out there?

-I need one of you to run
upstairs and warn Esther.

She's at the back of the house.

She's not going to know what's
happening before it's too late.

And what are you
going to do?

-Someone out there is
slashing our tires

so we don't leave.

I'm going to try and stop 'em.

What?

How?

-How do you think?

Divya, I need you to open
the back door for me, okay,

and then close it behind me.

Lock it.

If I make it back, I'm gonna
knock twice, and then once.

Don't open it unless
you hear that.

Two knocks followed by one.

-Are you fucking
kidding me?

-No, I'm not.

Let's go.

-But if you
don't come back,

then what do we do?

-All of you
do anything to survive,

and I mean anything.

-Tess, this is insane.

-I know.

Let's go.

All right, come on.

-Hey.

-What happened
out there?

-I got one of them.

Dead.

Mia's car is still okay.

-Look at your hands.

It's fine.

No, it's not.

-You're bleeding.

-No, it's not mine.

We don't have time
to think about this.

They're gonna come after us when
they find out what's happened.

I didn't see anyone else
out there

but, I know they're
wandering around

trying to figure out
what to do next...

Oh, these are great.

Thank you, guys.

-Got it.

-Each of you, you need to
grab one thing from this pile.

Be ready to use it.

See if you recognize this guy.

I don't.

-No.

-Take a look.

-Jackass.

-No?

All right, I'm gonna go upstairs
to try to help Esther.

Two of you, keep your eyes
on the kitchen.

We're gonna get out of here but
we have to do this together.

Okay?

- Tess, I'm scared.

-Me, too.

I just...

I just want to see
my little girl,

and that's all I want, okay?

To be with my family again.

-You will.

And...

-Hey.

I'm sorry that we're always
at each other's throats.

I know it has a lot more to do
with me than it does with you.

-I appreciate
you saying that.

Even if it isn't true.

-I'll be back.
-Okay.

-Any luck?

Oh, fuck.

Esther!

Come here. I need to--
oh, shit.

Damn it.

-What happened up there?

-Esther, she was...

-What?

-She leaned out too far and...

I couldn't--

I'm sorry, Mia.

I'm s... I'm so sorry.

-She was trying to
save us.

Oh, my god.

They're gonna come in here
and kill us.

I know it.
-Stop it, okay?

We're safe in here for now.
Stop saying that.

-That's not true.

There are people out there.

They killed three of us
already with arrows.

So how can you say that?

-I'm saying it
because I believe it.

I'm saying it to all of you
because I believe it.

-Yeah.

Well, Esther believed you too.

When you told her to go up there
and make a phone call?

Maybe you should have done it
yourself if it was so dangerous.

-Divya.

That is not fair.

-I don't care.

I'm not being fair right now.

I'm calling Tess out on her
decisions so far,

that's what I'm doing.

-That's fine.
Yeah. Fuck it.

I'm gonna sit right here

and you're going to tell us
what to do, Divya,

since you have
such a big fucking mouth.

You're going to come up
with a plan for our survival.

Evening, ladies.

How's your party going?

-We've called the police.

They're on their way
right now.

Bullshit.
There's no signal out here.

We're in the middle
of fucking nowhere.

And if you had called,

your friend wouldn't
have been hanging out

the window back there
trying to get a few bars.

I tell you what;
let's get this shit over with...

Because if you don't do that,

try and do something smart,

like, get away,

I'm gonna set my guys
loose on you.

And you're not gonna like that.

Not one bit.
I promise you won't.

And after all,

that fucking and killing,

we're still just gonna get
what we came for.

So why don't you make it
easier on everybody

and come outside?

If you do that...

right now,

and this is the only chance

I'm ever going to give you,

I will let you go.

You got my word on it.

Open up that front door

and walk right out.

Leave your car.
Run down the road to safety.

Right now.

You got no idea who we are

and all we want is
what's inside that house.

-What is it?
What's inside the house?

-What is he
talking about?

-What is it
they think is here.

-I have no idea.

-Please, Beth,
you got to tell us.

-That-- there's--
there's nothing here.

-Please.
-She said she doesn't know.

He is a liar.

-Tess, honestly.

What's in here?

-Nothing I know off.

-Oh, come on.

Even criminals don't
just attack for no reason.

-Yes, they do.
All the time.

You know what I mean?

He said he wants
what's inside the house.

Why would they say
there's something here?

Why would they
go through all this

if there wasn't
anything to gain?

-To draw us out, to get--
get us out of the house?

I don't know.
The only thing I know is

there isn't anything
of value in here.

He's tricking us.

-He sounds serious to me.

What the fuck is
taking so long?

-I don't know
what's happening here?

Why you think we have
anything of value?

But we don't.

This is our parent's place

and they don't have
a safe or antiques

or anything like that.

And if somebody
told you they do,

they were lying to you, okay?

So please, please,
please just leave.

Please leave!

Not what we heard.

Why don't you open up
that front door?

Let us come inside
and take a look around.

If that's true,
we'll walk away.

And you all make it
through the night.

It's up to you now.

But this is my last offer...

before bad things
start to happen.

And I mean really bad
fucking things.

-I know who that is.
I know that voice.

-Who?

The guy from the store today.

I had words with him.

He must have gotten
his friends and--

and followed us or something.

-Yeah. The one who was
talking to us.

-Someone you just met, huh?

What happened
at the store?

What exactly did he say?

-What did you do to them?

-Nothing.
They were just being dicks

and I got into it with them.

Then tell them you're sorry.

If it's true,
and that's why they're here,

just tell them
you didn't mean it.

-No. No, it can't be.

-He said we could leave.
He said it.

-No. Everything he says
is a lie.

- Tess.
- Oh, my fucking God.

Listen to this bitch.

She's gonna get us killed.
I'm serious.

-Well, I'm not
gonna open this door

and let them walk in and hope
that nothing bad happens.

-You really want to play
that game with these animals?

He said he would kill us.

-I know
what he fucking said.

-Well, you are
the soldier person.

So why don't you save us?

I would if I could.

Go on war hero.
Do something.

-Bridget, stop.
Don't be an idiot.

-What? Fuck both of you!

-Stop being an asshole,
Bridget!

- God.

All right, ladies.

Time's up.

You've made your choice.

I don't care how long it takes.

We're gonna pick you off
one by one,

and we're gonna
fucking enjoy it.

-Shit.

-Get to the middle.
Get in closer. Come on.

-Billy is dead.

-What?

-I thought we hadn't heard from
him for a while,

and then Cody found him
over by their fucking cars...

They stabbed him.

-Fuck.

-They stabbed him.

Okay, okay.

You know
who it was, right?

It was that
fucking army bitch.

Okay, that's how
she wants to play?

that's how we'll play.

-Dude, are you sure
about this?

-Dead sure.

-They fucking
killed him, man.

He's dead.

All right? Dead.

-I know. I heard you.

And now they're gonna
pay for it. I promise.

-Can't we
just bust in there...

-No.
-And get the fuck-- ?

Come on.
-No, no, no.

At first
I just wanted to spook 'em.

I just wanted to scare 'em
a little bit and make 'em sweat.

Now I want to toy with them.

Now I want to have
a little fun

because that's what
they deserve.

-Okay. Okay.
It just seems...

-What?

I planned this for six months.

We already started,
and we're not stopping now.

I'm not gonna let
some shitbags ruin it for us.

-It's just, it's getting
kinda a little bit more

than we bargained for here.

-Listen to me.

You heard what those guys
said, right?

This place has been sold.

They were packing up
and moving on.

The time is now.
This is it.

Guys like us are never
gonna have another shot

at money like this.

Not ever.

And I want it.

I want what they got in there.

I want what they got
in the house,

and I want to kill
that bitch as well.

I'm gonna find her,

and I'm gonna stick my knife

right through her fucking skull.

-Shit.

What the fuck
are they doing?

Why are they just
sitting out there?

-Look, I'm sorry
about Rose, you know?

I'm just...

fucking scared.

-I understand.

I have to be honest
with you, guys.

If they get in here,
we don't really have a chance.

So we have to do
something drastic

and we need to do it now.

We need to do something
that they don't expect.

What if we all just took off
running across the fields

in a bunch of
different directions?

-They have
weapons and trucks.

-Still. Three or
four of us could make it.

-Okay, how you guys
feeling about that?

A mass run out the door,
see what happens?

-Guys, it's better than
getting killed in here or worse.

Tortured, raped. You know?

Guys, come on.

-I don't think
I'd make it 50 yards.

-Yeah, me neither.

Look at my shoes.

I'm gonna get far barefoot?

- Same.
- Fine.

It was just an idea.

-It's not
a bad idea, Divya.

It just won't work.

But something like it might.
Something more strategic.

We need to attack.

We need to bring
the fight to them

or at least be prepared to fight
if they get in here,

and they will get in here;
it's only a matter of time.

If a couple of us
take off running,

we could have a chance.

-Then what?
Leave the rest of us behind?

-No, no.
Just like I did before,

but to arm ourselves.

I have to get to
the toolshed, Beth.

-Let's all go there,
then, and lock ourselves in.

-No, we wouldn't make it.
Not all of us.

-Fucking hell.

I'm just being honest.

We wouldn't all make it
but I could make it.

I could get there,
grab some ammo and some rifles,

get back here so that we
possibly have a chance.

That's-- that's the good news.

My other idea
is the caretaker's cottage,

just down the hill.

It still has
a working landline.

But the problem
is the caretakers.

We don't know
if they're in on this or--

or if they'll be there.

Or what?
I mean, we have no idea.

But one of you
needs to race out there,

draw some attention to yourself,
break in, call 911,

and then take off
and never look back.

-You mean,
that person will get away?

I mean, after they make
the call or whatever?

-Maybe.
Means a lot of "maybes."

A lot of things have to happen
for them to get away.

But there's a chance, yes.

-It's not a terrible plan.

-But I have to tell you,
I will be using you as bait.

I want them to chase you.

It's not a suicide mission
exactly,

but it's not great.

Hey, get over here.

Hey.

-If we're gonna do anything,
we need to do it now.

Anyone?

-I'll do it.

-What? Mia, no.
That is insane.

-Anybody else
run track in school?

I didn't think so. But I did.
I ran track and I was fast.

I was really fast. So...

it makes sense
that it's me.

And if I make it,
then I will see you ladies

at Denny's tomorrow morning
for breakfast.

And if I don't, then...

-You can have my car keys,

if you can use them.

Does anybody have a hair tie?

-Yeah, I do.

You need to go
out the kitchen door.

Okay? Make some noise.
I want them to see you.

- Okay.
- Run as fast as you can.

Get to the house, call 911.

I'll do the rest.

-Okay. Um...

Um... Beth, can you hand me
those sneakers?

I don't think he's going to
use them anymore.

-Ten seconds after
she runs out of that door,

I will follow her.

-God, you really were
in the army, weren't you?

-I was. For a long time.

Remember, it's two knocks
and then one.

If anything else
they get in here,

you run,
you fight to the death,

whatever you have to do
to stay alive.

I will find a way back inside
to get you.

Okay?

Okay.

-I'll see you bitches
at brunch tomorrow.

-Let's do this.

-Come on. Let's go.

-Thank you.
You're really fucking cool.

-Thanks.
Hey, um, full disclosure.

I always wanted to ask you out.
I never had the guts to do it.

Just so you know.

Yeah, big crush,
all this time.

Okay.

-Good luck.
-Thanks.

Hey! Assholes!

Go fuck yourselves.

-You got this.

-Where's it?
Where is the phone?

Where's the fucking phone.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

No! No, what?

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

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

-Was that it?

Is that...?

Is that Tess?

-It can't be.

-That's Tess.
-She said she would come in

through the back door.
-No.

-It's the front door.

Why does
she need to get in?

Why does she need to get in?

She said, two, then one.
-It was two and one.

That was two and one, right?

We can't leave her out there.
- Divya, just wait.

We cannot leave her out there.

Come on.
- Divya, just wait.

Just wait. Divya.

But what if it's her?

What if it's her?
- Tess?

Tess, is that you?

Seriously, is that you, or?

Oh, god! Oh,god!

Spread out. Find them.

They're here somewhere.

So find them.

No, no!
Help me! Help me!

Aaaahh!

Oh, shit.

Shit.

-Tell me
what the fuck is going on!

-I can't. I can't.

-Talk to me!

-Can you untie me, please?

Please untie me so--

-Why are they after us?

Why?
-I-- I don't know.

-Bullshit.

Tell me. Now!

-Okay. Okay.
Because we... we--

we told 'em about...

-What? You told them what?

-About the money! The money.

-What are you talking about?

-Please untie me so I...

-You'll tell me
what the fuck is going on

or I'm gonna leave you here
to die.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

These local guys,

we used to push products
sometimes.

They-- they found out
about the cash

that we've been
storing in the house

and they broke in here

and they said
they were gonna kill us,

so... we told them
about you guys at the house.

We-- we told them
that you're with us.

That you were our girlfriends.

-What?

-We were just trying
to stay alive, that's all.

I-- I swear.

-Oh, shit.

I'm gonna cut you out.

and you're gonna help me,
do you understand?

-Yeah, okay.

-Where are my father's guns?

Where are the guns?

-Fuck this.

-You fucking killed Billy.

You should have run
when you coulda.

-I don't do that.

The fuck?

Well, well, well,
look what we got here.

Little girl gang.

Potato peeler? really?

Look at these little bitches.

Scared shitless.

Where is she?

You know who I'm talking about.

You remember me?

Any of you?

Y'all too busy buying
Haagen-Daz and shit today?

-I've...
I've never seen you before.

-No? You didn't
stop in town

at the little store
they got there?

-No. We just...

we came straight here.

For the party.

Right, right.

Well, too bad for you then.

-I remember you.

-Good.

I've shown you my face.

-You understand
what that means?

It means none of you
are leaving here alive.

Unless
we come to a deal.

You got that? Right now.

We come to an agreement,

and you stick to it
and so will I.

-What do you want?

-Hm. That's funny.

You must be the funny one.
I like that.

Can you believe these chicks
are drug dealers?

I mean,
it's a bit of a stretch, but.

What? Drug dealers?

What are you talking about?
That is so...

We came here
for a bachelorette party

and you attacked us.
Please just...

-And I'm sure you know
nothing about the cash

they got up in the attic
either, huh?

-There's no cash.
There's no cash.

-Where's the army cunt?

Where is she?

I will fucking kill you
right now if you don't tell me.

-She's outside.

She ran out to try
and make a call or--

or help or get guns
or something,

anything she could do
to help us.

I-- I am telling the truth.

She's outside, I-- I promise.

-Hear from Cody
about the other one?

-Uh-uh.

-How about Dick?

-Mm-mm.

-Look, maybe
there is money here

or whatever, okay?

But we don't know
anything about that.

We are just guests.

Maybe Tess is mixed up
in all of this.

I don't know. I mean,
I wouldn't put it past her.

She's been really fucked up

since she came back
from the war.

But that is not us.

That has nothing
to do with us.

-Shh. Bridget, stop it.
Stop talk--

stop telling them shit.

-You really gonna listen to
Black chick tell you what to do?

Come on. Be your own woman.

All right,
You done helpin' me out?

-I guess she is.
-Mother fucker!

-Oh, shut the fuck up.

You two, asses on the couch
if you want to live.

Right now.

I'm going to the attic
to check it out.

If I find the cash,
I'll let you know.

We'll start hauling it down.

-Hey. You think
maybe we should

get the fuck out of here?

We already got all the stuff
from the shed,

ain't that enough?

It's a lot of meth.
I'm just sayin'.

-If it was,
we'd be gone already.

You understand that?

This is money.

Cash money I want it all.

I want the money,
I want the girl,

so shut your mouth
and do what I say.

That chick's coming back here,

and when she does
we need to be ready.

So you find her,
you bring her to me.

Till then watch them.

Kill them if they
so much as sneeze.

-Can we fuck 'em?

-When we're done, yeah.

-Not until we get
what we came for.

Got it?

-Got it.

-When it's time,
which one you want?

-I don't care.

Either one.

The black one, I guess.

-Oh, look at you.

Fucking dark horse
is what you are.

Hey.

You want to fuck me?

-What are you doing?

Stop.
-Go ahead and do it.

I won't scream or anything...

if you let us go after.

- Shut up.
- No.

Let her talk.

You'd do what?

Say it again.

-Fuck you...

or suck your cock.

-Oh, you little
piece of shit.

You would, wouldn't you?

-Of course I would.
I want to live.

So...

please...

let me do that.

-He said to wait.

-Fuck it.

I'm not gonna stop her
if she wants to put my dick

in her mouth so badly.

You go ahead.

-Okay.

Then you let us go.

-Let's see how you do first.

-Agh!

-How many more?

-Just one. Upstairs.

-Gun?
-I didn't see any.

-You do what you want
to that one

and then you run
and don't look back.

-We'll take care of this one.
Don't you worry.

-Oh, come on.

Oh, I want it all.

Oh, come on.

-No rush.

You're the last one left.

Wow.

That is a lot of money.

-Yeah.

You're one tough little shit,
aren't you?

-I am.

-Which one
was your boyfriend?

Not that it matters,
they're both dead,

but still...

you were really fucking
slumming it, weren't you?

Must make you
a nasty little junkie.

-You still don't get it.

It was just a party.

-Oh, fuck.

My bad.

Just wrong place, wrong time
for you girls, huh?

-I guess so.

-Just turn around
and walk away.

You do that right now,
and I won't follow you.

I promise.

-I can't do that.

I'm gonna kill you.

- Holy shit.

I'm giving you an out now,
so take it.

-I don't want it.
-Motherfucker.

-We don't need to do
this shit anymore, all right?

So let's come to
an understanding or something.

Wow.

Silent treatment, huh?

-Why do women gotta be
so fucking difficult?

Let's go.

-You fucked
with the wrong girls.

-Oh, fuck it.

-So...

why don't you tell us again...

what happened?

Real slow,

so we can all follow along.

-I'm sorry,
that sounds like an order.

I thought this was an interview
that I granted you.

-Please.

-Okay. Which part?

-The attack part.

The attack on all you girls
at your daddy's house.

-It's my parents' house.

My father and my mother
own it.

-Mind if we record this?

-I didn't think it was
that kind of a meeting, Frank.

-It's not Bev.
Just asking.

Then I'd prefer you didn't.

-Fine.

-Now, you said before

that you tried to keep
these men out of the house

by blocking the windows
and locking all the doors,

that kind of thing?

-Yes.

-But that at some point
they overpowered you,

and they took you all hostage
inside the main property.

Inside.

-Correct.

-I believe
she already covered that

in her initial statement.

Well, that's good.

That's good, because now

she won't have any trouble
reviewing it again

a second time, will you?

-No, I don't.

But I do have a problem
with your tone, Sheriff.

I'm not the guilty party here.

None of us are.

We are the victims.

And if nothing else,
we'd like your sympathy.

-You're telling me
that these guys came in there,

took over, killed a whole bunch
of you ladies,

and then once they got
what they wanted,

turned on each other

and started killing
themselves instead.

Meanwhile, outside,

up at that tool shed
you got on the property,

out on the lawn,
up in the attic,

a fucking bloodbath.

And then, at some point,
at some point, the three of you

overpowered two of these boys,

and then you killed them
in self-defense

with fucking potato peelers
and garden shears

and shit like that.

And then,

you escaped on foot,

undetected by anyone,

and made it all the way
back into town.

Is that what I'm
supposed to believe?

-That's right.

-Well, I don't.
I just do not.

-Well, I'm sorry.
That is what happened.

-Horseshit, young lady.
Horseshit.

-I'm sorry,
is that a question?

-You know exactly
what that is.

-I see.

Is there anything further
you need from her at this point?

-No, I guess not.

I mean, I got a shitload
of questions.

But I think I'll save 'em
for another time

and all those lawsuits

I know will start
coming down your way.

I will tell you this though...

I hope I never see you
or any of those girls

up in these parts,
not ever again.

You understand
what I'm saying?

-Yes, that's very clear.

And just to be more clear,

you're telling me
that you and your sisters

had no idea
what was going on out there

with those caretakers
and their meth lab and all that.

That you just happened
to come up there that night

for your little party,
and all this shit came down

by some very strange
and almost impossible

goddamn coincidence?

-Yeah...

Just wrong place,
wrong time, I guess.

What'd they ask you about--?

-You okay?

-No, but I will be.

-Let's go.