Moonstalker (1989) - full transcript
A family of tourists vacationing in the woods and a group of camp counselors training in the same forest both find themselves being terrorized by a vicious unhinged psycho.
- *
- WOMAN: [laughing]
- MAN: Where are
you getting beer?
- WOMAN: [laughing]
- *
- WOMAN: I'm so cold.
- MAN: [laughing]
- WOMAN: [screaming]
- MAN: [laughs]
Get me one of 'em beers.
- *
- Vera,
got 'em burgers ready to go?
Shit.
Dear, how about 'nother beer,
will ya?
So what do you think, kids?
Some vacation, huh?
- Fabulous, daddy.
All my friends
are gonna be so jealous.
- This place sucks.
I'm freezing.
Why couldn't be go to Florida
like everybody else?
- And waitin'
in all those lines
with all those tourists?
Huh, son?
Huh, huh, huh.
No, this year,
we're gonna miss those crowds.
We're gonna see
the great outdoors.
Hell, we got this whole
campground to ourselves.
As soon as 'em coals get hot,
I'm gonna cook us up
some real burgers.
Vera,
got them burgers and my beer?
Damn it, where is that woman?
You kids sit here
and enjoy the scenery.
I'm gonna see what's happened
to that goofy--
- [hammering wood]
- Will you stop that?
I'm trying to read.
- I didn't think you knew how.
- Listen, you little brat,
just because I was forced
to come on this stupid vacation
with you doesn't mean
I have to listen to any more
of your smart-ass remarks.
- MIKEY: And what are you
gonna do about it?
- How about this, you little
miserable little shit?
- Ow!
- Vera,
where in the hell's my beer?
- WOMAN: Please,
I'll do whatever you want.
- Vera?
- WOMAN: Just don't
hurt my babies.
- Vera, are you in there?
- MAN: They're my babies, too,
Jennifer.
- Vera?
You okay?
- Harry?
- HARRY: What the hell's
going on, woman?
- Please, Harry,
Jennifer's husband, Rex,
just turned up out of nowhere.
Everybody thought he was dead.
- Damn it, Vera,
I thought we agreed
there wasn't going to be
no soap operas.
We're gonna cook them
barbeque hamburgers outside now.
- I can just pop 'em
in the microwave.
- HARRY: No microwave.
We're gonna cook
over an open fire outside.
Now come on,
the kids are waiting.
- But, Harry,
it is freezing out there.
- This is the life, huh, kids?
- I'm cold.
- My fingers are numb.
I think it's frostbite.
- They said on TV
it's 75 degrees in Los Angeles.
We could be there
by tomorrow night.
- Oh, God, the beach,
Hollywood.
- And Disneyland, surfing.
- And traffic and smog
and winos.
Take a look around you.
You see any traffic?
You see any smog?
You see any winos?
Oh, shit.
- Maybe they won't stop.
- Stop!
Stop!
You can't come in here!
You can't come in here!
Stop!
- Say, what the--
- Look, you can't come in here,
old timer.
This spot's taken.
- Hey, sign on the highway says
public campground, mister.
Besides, I see three,
four empty campsites up there.
- Look, friend,
I passed up six campgrounds
to find this spot.
Me and my wife kinda figured
on being alone with the kids.
You understand, don't you?
- I know exactly what you mean.
There ain't nothing like
being in the great outdoors
to bring a man
closer to his kids.
Raised my boy Bernie up here,
as a matter of fact.
Shoulda seen the fish we
pulled out of that river there.
- Yeah?
- Oh, yeah, real whoppers.
Of course Bernie
was just a little dipper then.
Some of them fish
was as big as he was.
[laughs]
Say, that your boy over there?
- Yep.
That's my Mikey.
I wanted to get him
out of the city.
- Well, best thing in the world
for a boy.
Hey, my name's Bromley.
Ben Bromley.
You can call me Pop, though.
Everybody calls me Pop.
- Harry Scrubs.
Glad to meet you, Pop.
Look, see, I'm kinda sorry,
you know, about the campsite.
- Oh, forget it, mister.
Understand exactly.
Hey,
I'll pull over on the far side.
You folks won't even know
I'm here.
- Who is that dirty old man?
- Oh, he's just
some harmless old guy.
He won't bother us.
- VERA: He looks
like a derelict.
- Nah,
he's just some poor old guy.
Used to live up here.
Taught his boy to fish
right in this river.
- There's fish here?
- That's what Pop said.
- What's he doing over there?
- Chopping firewood, I guess.
- Wow,
he's gonna make a real campfire.
Dad, you think
we could go over and talk to him
about fishing and stuff?
- Yeah, sure.
Maybe we'll all go.
- Daddy, please.
- Really, Harry.
What if he's got some disease?
- Hey,
he's just a harmless old guy.
He's up there all alone.
Think what it'd mean to him
to be with a real family.
- POP: When Bernie and I
used to live up here,
we'd go for weeks
and not see a human being.
Bernie used to sit
on that rock over there.
Deer would come right up
and eat out of his hand.
Used to be a lot of deer
up here then.
That boy should loved them deer.
- More cake, Mr. Bromley?
- Oh, no.
No, thank you, ma'am.
If I had another piece,
I'm liable to bust.
Uh, you're sure a lucky man,
Harry.
Two great kids and
a pretty little cook like Vera.
- Yep.
I guess I am pretty lucky.
Got a good job.
Motorhome's almost paid for.
- Yeah, I was looking at that
motorhome you got, Harry.
That's sure a beautiful rig.
Vera tells me you even got
a microwave oven in there.
- Microwave, central heating,
air conditioning for the summer,
color television.
You name it, this baby's got it,
Pop.
- Bernie always wanted to get
a microwave oven for his ma.
Of course we couldn't afford it.
[laughs]
We couldn't afford electricity.
But he used to sit there
and he'd tell her,
"Someday I'm gonna get you
a microwave, ma."
He woulda, too.
Poor woman died
before he had a chance.
- Your Bernie sounds
like such a wonderful boy.
- Oh, yes, ma'am.
A man--a man couldn't ask for
a better son than Bernie.
He was going to take care of
his ma and me in our old age.
- How wonderful.
- We used to have
some good old times together.
Then the boy took sick.
They took him to one of them
big hospitals down state.
Bernie was never
the same after that.
- How sad.
- What was wrong with the boy?
- It was nerves, Harry.
Just nerves.
- [man moaning]
- What the hell was that?
- Ah, probably just
some old black bear
out looking for his lady friend.
- There's bears around here?
- Why sure.
Bears, mountain lions,
all kinds of critters
wandering around
these mountains.
Mostly they keep
out of sight now.
- How come?
- It's the campers, son.
Critters don't trust 'em.
Can't trust those humans out
in the wilds, Harry,
'cause they'll give you
the axe every time!
- Uh, I don't know
about everybody else,
but I'm about ready
to call it a night.
[yawns]
How about you, honey?
- My goodness,
I suppose I am tired.
Come on, kids,
say good night to Mr. Bromley.
- Good night.
- MIKEY: Good night, Pop.
- VERA: Good night.
- Hold on just a minute.
You forgot something.
- Why don't you just keep that
for a snack, Mr. Bromley?
- Thank you.
Thank you kindly, ma'am.
Hey!
Night, all!
Nice talking to ya.
- [man moaning]
- Now you just settle down, boy.
I brought you
a real nice surprise.
Lookie here, boy.
Homemade chocolate cake.
Sure is good cake, boy.
Just like your mama
used to make.
You remember them cakes, boy?
We could have chocolate cake
all the time, boy,
if we had a new microwave oven
like them nice folk
in the next campground.
Yeah, they got all kinds of
things over there, boy.
They got a microwave oven,
an icebox full of food,
a color TV.
You could watch cartoons all
day long if you had a color TV.
Told you when I took you
from that hospital
that we was going home.
Only this time
it's gonna be different.
Yeah,
this time we're going in style.
[laughs]
- Pop's gonna take me
fishing tomorrow.
- How exciting for you.
- Hey, where are you going?
- Out.
- Are you crazy?
There's bears out there.
- Yeah, sure there are,
you little creep.
Santa Claus
and the Easter Bunny, too.
- I'm gonna tell dad.
- Look, I just wanna go down
by the river
and listen
to some music by myself.
Give me a break, huh?
- Okay, it's your funeral.
- Thanks, kid.
Sometimes you're okay.
- What are you doing?
- I thought I heard something.
That old man could be prowling
around out there, Harry.
- Who, Pop?
He's probably snoring
his head off by now.
- Well, I don't want Mikey
going over there tomorrow.
- But the old guy said
he'd take him fishing.
- Harry,
I don't like that old man.
He scares me.
You take him fishing.
You're his father.
- Well okay, Vera.
I'll take Mikey fishing.
I still think the old guy's
all right.
All you gotta do is listen
to him talk about
that boy of his to know that.
- Now remember what I told you.
Don't break nothing valuable
this time.
Understand?
Don't you go running off
no place else
or I'll let them
take back to the hospital.
Only this time
I won't come and get ya.
Go on, son.
I won't really
send you back there.
I brung you home, didn't I?
- [pop music playing]
- [banging at door]
- Harry!
Wake up!
- Umm, mmm.
- Wake up!
I thought I heard something.
- Give me a break, Vera.
I just--
- [chains rattle]
- Did you hear that?
- That's what I've been trying
to tell you.
- [screaming]
- [glass breaks]
- VERA: [screaming]
- [music playing]
- Damn.
Mikey, let me in.
Ah!
- Stop her, boy!
Don't let her get away, boy.
She's one them
that put you away.
She's a camper!
Shit!
- [heavy breathing]
- [moaning]
- [wolf howls]
- How long do we have to stay
out here anyway?
It's--it's getting
a little cold out, you know?
- You're a hell
of a wilderness counselor,
Bob, you know that?
- Look, man,
I was built for comfort,
not stress.
Just because I grew up
in these hills,
doesn't make me Grizzly Adams,
you know?
- Well, it gets cold
in the mountains at night.
I mean,
isn't this what you teach
all those little college cuties
in your survival course?
- Yeah, man, and I'm anxious
to get back to them, too.
I got a little practical
exercise I'm gonna teach them.
I call it Sleeping Bag 101.
[laughs]
- Don't you think about anything
else besides girls?
- Um....no.
[laughs]
Hey, did you check out
that little chick
with the absolutely
perfect thighs?
- Does she have a name?
- Mm-hmm.
Her name is Victoria.
But she said
I could call her Vicky.
I think I'm in love, man.
Come on,
let's go back up the hill before
that asshole Regis
gets his perverted hands on her,
okay?
- Okay, it shouldn't be long.
There's still two more
coming in tonight.
We got
a Debbie Harris from Denver
and a PJ Richards from L.A.
- PJ?
- Yeah.
- Do you think PJ is a male
or a female?
- Shit.
Road to the camp's gotta be
someplace around here.
All right, civilization.
Hey, anybody home?
Anybody know
where the wilderness camp is?
- [screams]
- [moaning]
- Uh,
what I'd like to know though
is why we have to stay out here
freezing our asses off
while Regis gets to stay up
in camp where it's warm?
- Well, since we're 50 miles
from the nearest town,
there isn't exactly a lot of
places to ask for directions
if somebody gets lost.
Somebody always gets lost.
- And I wonder why
they have to put us
way the hell out here anyway.
- Because this is
a wilderness camp, schmuck.
Where do you want them
to put it?
Under the Hollywood freeway?
- Uh, that's an idea.
I could go with
real survival things there.
- Ah, look, somebody's coming.
Hi.
- Hi.
Hi, I'm Debbie Harris.
I'm sorry late.
My car's been acting up.
- I'm Ron.
I'm the wildlife instructor.
- BOBBY: [clearing throat]
- RON: This is Bobby.
- Well, hello, Debbie.
I'm sure you and I are gonna be
real close friends.
- What do you teach, sport,
hand-to-hand combat?
- Hand-to-hand combat?
[laughs]
That's a good one.
Do you hear that, Ron?
Man, that's a good one.
- Where's the camp?
- It's about five miles
from here down the road.
We're waiting for one more
guy to show up
and then we can take you there.
- No, that's okay.
Just tell me how to get there.
I'm sure I can find it
all by my little self.
- RON: Sure.
Listen, just follow
this road another half mile
to the dirt road on your left.
That'll take you to the camp.
Ah, Regis will show you
where you tent is.
- Thanks.
- Hey, Debbie,
I'm holding a little informal
orientation in my tent later on.
You're invited.
Wow.
What a bitch.
You think she's a lesbian
or something?
- I hope not.
- [car engine approaching]
- Oh, thank God you stopped.
Something terrible has happened.
Please, you gotta help me.
Oh, God, thank you,
I'll never forget this.
- [screaming]
- Damn it.
Don't you dare quit on me now.
We're almost there.
Thanks, pal.
Damn.
- [engine sputtering]
- Damn.
- Come on, man.
If this guy hasn't shown up
by now, he probably never will.
- Maybe you're right.
We'll give him
five more minutes.
- Five more minutes?
Come on, man, my little girlies
are freezing up there.
- Okay, okay, you win.
Look, grab the sign
and throw it in the back.
And we'll--wait a minute.
- [car engine approaching]
- I don't think that's him, man.
- This time at night,
who's it gonna be?
- Hey, man,
get out of the road.
He's not gonna stop.
- PJ?
Are you looking for
the wilderness counselor's camp?
All right, listen,
go another mile
to the dirt road on the left.
It's about four miles from--
- [engine revving]
- Slow down!
That road is dangerous!
- PJ, I presume.
- That guy has got
a serious attitude problem.
- Uh-huh, but he looks
way cool in that hat.
[laughs]
- Let's just get
the hell out of here.
- All right.
Slip your little
panties off, babies.
Bobby's on his way.
- You're sick, you know that?
- Yeah.
- Hey!
Can you give me
a ride up to the camp?
My car broke down back there.
- I know, we saw it.
Uh, climb in.
I'll--I'll throw this
in the back.
- Thanks.
- What happened?
- I don't know, it just quit.
- We just sent a guy up here
a few minutes ago.
Why didn't you flag him down?
- Oh, I flagged him down.
The son of a bitch
nearly ran over me.
- You and me are definitely
gonna have to talk to that guy.
- As soon as we get there,
Bobby.
As soon as we get there.
- [indistinct chatter]
- Thanks.
What are you doing in here?
- I thought you might need
somebody to help,
uh, dry the places
you couldn't reach.
- You did, did you?
- Of course,
I could've been mistaken.
- No, I don't think so.
- [laughs]
- [car engine approaching]
- See, I told you nobody
was watching us.
- Well, we can't stay here.
- Why not?
- Well, somebody might
want to take a shower.
Besides, it's all wet.
- There's nobody
in the supply tent.
And that's all filled with
nice, cozy sleeping bags.
- Well, we have to be back at
the campfire in half an hour.
- That's twice as long
as we need.
- [laughs]
- Come on.
- Well, it looks like that
son of a bitch finally got here.
I wonder where he is.
- I don't know, but we're gonna
find out.
- [laughing]
Oh, soft.
- [wolf howling]
- WOMAN'S VOICE: Mama just
wants you
to always remember one thing,
Bernie.
This is our home.
Can't nobody, never,
take that away from us.
- What do you mean
you haven't--
what do you mean
you haven't seen him?
- I mean I haven't seen him.
Nobody's checked in here
for a couple of hours.
I've scheduled a meeting
in 15 minutes.
He'll probably turn up there.
- Look, damn it,
I wanna see this guy now.
He's a nut case,
and I want him out of here.
- Take it easy, Ron.
He's prepaid
for the entire course.
- Are you out of your mind?
I come here to tell you
this guy's a maniac,
and you tell me he's prepaid.
- Ron, you know the situation.
We had 12 kids registered
for this course.
Seven of them showed up,
including PJ Richards,
wherever he is.
Seven is our break-even number.
If we don't have at least
that many, we're all out
of a job until the regular
season begins next summer.
Try to lighten up a little bit.
So the guy doesn't stop
for hitchhikers.
It doesn't exactly make him
Jack the Ripper, does it?
- Right.
- [laughing]
- [screaming]
- REGIS: Oh, God damn you,
Bobby.
I told you to get everybody
their camping gear
this afternoon.
- BOBBY: I just got here,
Mr. Buchan.
Besides, they weren't all here
this afternoon to give.
- REGIS: I don't wanna hear
any of your bullshit excuses.
- I want it done tonight.
- Tonight?
It's freezing.
- REGIS: Tonight,
God damn you, Bobby!
I want it done tonight
right after the meeting.
- [whispering]
Asshole.
- Is everybody always
this friendly around here?
Or did I just come
at a bad time?
- I'm sorry.
They're just a little uptight
over last-minute cancellations.
Bobby and Regis are usually--
they're usually
pretty good guys.
You'll see at the meeting.
- I hope so.
I was beginning to wonder
what I'd gotten myself into.
What's this meeting anyway?
- It's just a little
informal get-together.
We introduce everyone,
drink a little beer
and decide who we can con
into chopping the firewood.
Look,
we still have a few minutes.
Come on, I'll show you
where you're staying.
Come on.
- Hello?
Anybody home?
- Yeah,
come on in if you stand it.
- Well, this is it.
- VICKY: Ah-ha, another victim.
- Welcome to
the Beverly Hilton.
- Uh, Sophie, Vicky,
meet Debbie.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hiya.
- Uh, the four of you have
this whole place to yourself.
Oh, uh, put your bag
anywhere you like.
Where--where's Jane?
- She went to take a shower.
Wait until you see the shower.
It's straight
out of the "Flintstones."
- Oh, I can hardly wait.
- Look, I gotta get ready
for the meeting.
So if you guys can find Jane--
- Sure.
- --and I'll see you
in a little while.
- God, isn't he beautiful?
- Forget it, sweetie,
you haven't got a chance.
- VICKY: What do you mean?
- I mean, he's obviously
got the hots for Debbie here.
- What are you talking about?
I just met the guy.
- It's in the eyes.
You can see it.
- She's right.
He looks at you the same way
that dork Bobby looks at me.
- Uh, I met Bobby.
He's a little bit nutty,
but he seems nice enough.
- Oh, he's nice.
He's just a dork.
- I'm gonna go find Jane.
I'll see you at the meeting.
- VICKY: Good-bye.
- [sighs]
Oh, God, what a day.
- SOPHIE: Jane!
Jane, are you up there?
- [wolf howls]
- Come on, Jane,
we've got a meeting.
Jane?
Janey?
- [laughing]
- Okay, everybody,
let's gather around.
Now!
Ron, can I have a word with you?
There are four people missing.
Where are they?
- I don't know.
They were all told to be here.
- God damn it, Ron,
we have got to have
some discipline around here.
People can't show up whenever
they feel like it.
- Hi, everybody!
Sorry.
- Do you want me
to go find the others?
- Yes.
No.
On second thought,
let 'em miss the meeting.
I'm gonna be handing out
shift details in a few minutes.
And let's see how they feel
about a little latrine duty.
- Where's Jane?
- I went down to the showers
to see if I could find her,
and this is all I could find.
[laughs]
- Oh, man.
[laughs]
- That cute guy from Seattle.
- Uh-huh.
- He isn't here either.
They didn't waste any time.
- Oh, my God,
they couldn't even stop
to turn off the water.
[laughing]
- Who-ho-ho-ho.
[laughs]
- REGIS: [clears throat]
You've all got
a lot of work to do
if you're gonna
get one of these.
This is the wilderness
counselor's certificate.
The reason you're all here.
With one of these,
you'll qualify for the best jobs
in the best camps.
You won't wait tables.
And you won't tell
bedtime stories.
But don't go and get the idea
that we are just gonna hand you
this piece of paper
just because you paid your fee.
[laughs]
Ah, no, you are gonna--
- [imitating Regis]
"--idea that we're gonna give
"you this piece of paper just
because you paid your fee.
"No, you're gonna earn this--"
- You got a problem, Bobby?
- Um...no, Regis.
- Look, somebody's coming.
- Ron, go see who it is.
As I was saying,
you're gonna have to earn
this piece of paper,
God damn children.
Shut up!
- Is it Regis or it is Memorex?
- [laughs]
- [horn honking]
- RON: Okay, I'm coming.
Coming.
- God damn it,
get that light out of my eyes.
- Ah, sorry about that.
Hey, where's Deputy Taylor?
I thought he was the only one
working in the county at night.
- Taylor's out sick.
How many you got up there?
- Uh, there's...11 of us,
including the staff.
- You got some young girls
up there?
- Yeah, we do.
Look, what's this all about?
- Look at them.
They didn't hear
one word I said.
There's not an ounce of
discipline in the whole bunch.
- Oh, now, they're just kids,
hon.
They don't understand...
discipline...
the way we do.
- Not too many people
do understand, Marcie.
- Let's go into the tent.
Let the kids
entertain themselves, yeah.
- No.
You go ahead.
I gotta run a security check.
- Don't you be too long now.
Or Marcie will have
to discipline you.
- Anyway we wanted to check
on your kids
just to be on the safe side.
- Well, thanks for coming up.
- Keep your eyes open
just in case.
- Okay. All right, thanks.
Thanks again.
- Even a maniac won't tangle
with this,
unless he's crazy.
- Well, you don't think
he's still around, do you?
- Well, it's hard to tell
with these guys.
That's what makes them
so dangerous.
- What the hell
are you talking about, Bobby?
- The maniac, Regis.
He just killed a bunch of people
on the campground
by the highway.
And he's out looking
for more victims.
- Where did you hear that?
- Cop told Ron.
- Hey, Ron, what's all this crap
about a maniac?
- Security check, huh?
You've been a bad boy, Regis.
[laughs]
I'm gonna have to whip you...
into shape.
[moaning]
First we'll start out
with a little ambush.
- *
- They're playing your song,
Regis.
- Yeah, well,
I'm gonna check the grounds.
And then I'm gonna turn in.
And I'm holding you
personally responsible, Bobby,
for any litter in this campsite
in the morning.
So I suggest you stop telling
your little bullshit
maniac stories and get to work.
- He's a major putz.
- Why is he so freaked out
over your story?
- The people who own this camp
are a little sensitive
about maniac stories.
Especially, um, after what
happened here back in '75.
- Come on, what is it?
- There was this guy
named Bernie.
And he used to live up here
in a cabin with his folks.
And Bernie was this
dumb, gentle guy.
He used to walk--walk through
the woods feeding the deer
and like that.
And the rest of the time
he spent chopping wood.
And every couple of weeks or so,
his pop would take the wood that
he chopped down into the valley
and sell it.
And that's how they survived.
Anyway, one day,
they get a letter telling them
the county is going to build
a road up the mountain
to turn the mountain
into a recreation area
with campsites and like that
to draw the tourists.
- How rotten.
- What a rip.
- Yeah.
- Well, Bernie's pop says
if the county
wants his family out,
they're gonna have
to throw them out.
He's not moving.
- So what happened?
- So they send a bunch
of deputies up there
to throw them out.
Only something went wrong.
- What?
- Well, no one knows exactly
what happened.
But according
to the official report,
Bernie's pop pulled the gun
and the deputies opened fire.
And when it was over,
Bernie's mom was dead.
And the old man was wounded.
And they took him into jail.
And they kept him there
for a couple of years.
- What about Bernie?
- Bernie took off by himself
into the woods that night.
They say he stayed out there
chopping wood
and going crazy.
After that, everybody kind of
forgot him for a while.
But then--then
they opened the road.
And the tourists
started coming in.
- WOMAN: And?
- And Bernie goes
totally berserk.
He comes down here with
that axe of his in his hand,
and he starts a swingin'.
And he starts chopping up
these campers left and right.
You see, in his mind,
they were all to blame, right?
Well, the next day,
a young deputy finds him
by the river
next to
a pile of arms and legs...
stacked up like firewood.
When they tried
to take him away,
he bit the deputy's finger off.
They had to put him
in a straightjacket
with a special hood.
- God, now I wish
you wouldn't have told us.
- Yeah, well I don't think we
have to worry about
poor old Bernie anymore.
He's been locked up down at
that state hospital for years.
Probably still got him
in that hood.
- [wolf howls]
- *
- Ha!
Ha, ha, uh, boyee.
Hold it right there.
[laughs]
Mm, Regis, Regis.
I'm just gonna love
making you say "Mercy, Marcie."
[laughs]
Regis?
- Stay back or I'll cut you
off at the knees.
- [moaning]
- Looks like old Regis
finally shot his wad.
[laughing]
- You really hate him,
don't you?
- No.
No, not really.
It's just that he's--he's
so full of shit, you know?
[laughs]
- Well, hate to be the one
to break up the party,
but I think we all
should get some sleep.
- I don't know about you,
but I don't think I'm gonna
get much sleep knowing
there's a maniac lose.
- Hey, well,
you can always come to my tent.
- Thanks anyway, Bobby,
but you know I don't think so.
- Yeah, well,
I was just kidding anyway.
I--I gotta get those bedrolls.
I'll be in the supply tent.
- RON: Wait a minute, Bobby.
I'll give you a hand with 'em.
- No, I don't need your help.
- Oh, shit.
I think I've hurt his feelings.
- Well, I'm gonna take a shower
while there's lots of hot water.
Want to walk me to my tent and
protect me from all the maniacs?
- Yeah, sure.
- Nighty night, kids.
Oh,
I usually get up around noon.
So try to be quiet
in the morning.
- I guess you must be tired.
- Yeah, I really am.
- Would you like me
to walk you to your tent?
- Do you mind if we talk
for just a few minutes first?
- No, of course not.
What do you want to talk about?
- That story that Bobby
was telling about Bernie.
Did that really happen?
- Yeah.
Well,
at least everyone around here
seems to tell it pretty much
the same way.
And there is an old cabin
up there in the woods.
- It's such a sad story.
Could we go see the cabin?
- What, now?
- Yeah, would you mind?
- Um, well, no.
No.
But, uh, I mean,
I thought you were worn out.
- I am, but I'm wired, too.
I think maybe the walk
will calm me down.
- All right.
Well, just stay close to me.
That trail is pretty--pretty
tough right now.
- Bobby?
- I'll get you your bedroll.
- Bobby?
Hey, I'm sorry about before.
It's--it's not that I didn't
want to be with you.
It's--well, it's just you--
- Yeah, yeah, I know.
I come on a little too strong.
- You really do.
- [laughs]
I'm such a jerk.
I mean, I talk about Regis,
and I end up coming off twice as
obnoxious as he does.
- Shhh.
And you talk too much, you know?
I need my bedroll.
- Okay, great.
- How'd that happen?
- I don't know.
But Regis isn't gonna like it.
- Well, let's not talk
about Regis anymore.
- Yeah.
Fuck 'im.
- Come on.
- Whoa.
- Oops.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.
Let's get out of here.
- *
- Oh, Marcie.
Oh, baby.
You little devil.
You wouldn't be planning
a little ambush now,
would we, Marcie?
Oh.
Decided to skip the ambush
and go right for the kill.
Well that's okay with me.
Marcie?
Marcie!
You son of a bitch!
You fucker!
Ah!
Jesus!
[screaming]
- [gunshot blast]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
How much further is it?
- The river's just up ahead,
and the cabin's
on the other side.
Just watch your step down here.
It gets pretty rough walking.
- It's beautiful.
- Yeah.
Hey, you wanna rest a minute?
- Yeah.
- So you really like it, huh?
- Yeah.
It's so primitive.
- You can walk hundreds
of miles into these mountains
and not see a road, a house,
another human being.
There's still lions and
grizzlies up there, you know?
- Are you trying to scare me?
- Well,
if I was trying to do that,
I'd tell you about bigfoot.
I mean,
most of the recent sightings
have been around in this area.
I mean, two years ago,
bigfoot ate a pup tent
and turned over a jeep
only two miles downstream.
- Great.
Can we go see the cabin now?
- Sure.
Just watch your step.
It's pretty rough down here.
- Let's go inside
where it's warm.
- Can't we go someplace else?
- No, silly.
We're going to take a shower.
A nice, hot, steamy shower.
- But what if somebody
comes in?
You know, Regis or somebody?
- Chet, Regis is asleep.
Everybody's asleep.
I thought you wanted
to take a shower with me.
- Well, I do.
- Well, come on then.
No guts no glory, Chet.
- Brr, it really is cold.
Hey, why aren't you
getting undressed?
Are you shy?
Mm, it's just right.
Nothing turns me on like
a nice shower.
All steamy and soapy and hot.
- Where are you going?
- Down here.
There's a bridge not too far.
- Why don't we just cross here?
- No, you don't want to do that.
- Oh, come on,
it's as hard as a rock.
- Look, if you're gonna do that,
at least take
some of your clothes off so in
case you get wet
you have something warm
to put on.
- Oh, sure, you'd love that,
won't you, Ron?
- Look it, just be careful.
You don't want
to mess with that.
- Ah, ah, ah!
- Be careful.
Ah, damn it.
- Oh my God, it's so cold!
- Come on,
we gotta get you warm quick.
- Can't we go back to the camp?
- The camp's almost a mile
on the other side.
Look, Debbie--
- Ah!
- Oh, God, Sophie, get up!
Shit!
- Well, there it is.
- Can we get inside?
- Yeah, yeah, come on.
Sometimes the kids
from the camp come in here.
There's blankets
and a fireplace.
We gotta get you in
before you get pneumonia.
- What's this?
- It's all the wood
that Bernie chopped I guess.
Come on,
we gotta get a fire going.
- Ah, it's cold.
- [wolf howling]
- I'll get a fire going.
You get those clothes off.
- [coughing]
- Come on, do you want me
to take them off for ya?
- Ah, that feels so good.
- RON: You can come closer
if you want.
Don't worry,
I'm not gonna attack you.
We'll get these clothes dry,
and then I'll take you
back to camp.
- Ron, I'm sorry.
- Look, there's a place upriver
where I can get you across
without getting your feet wet.
- I said I was sorry.
- About what?
- I didn't listen to you
about the stream.
I thought you were trying
to trick me
into taking my clothes off.
- Well, it worked, didn't it?
- [laughs]
Isn't there another blanket?
- No, that's the only one.
- Come on,
there's room for two.
- Are you sure?
- Come on.
- Ah.
Thanks.
- You ever see
such a mess before?
- This is my first murder.
- Well, you ain't likely to see
many like this.
- Who you reckon that is?
I figured everybody
in the county had already
been out here tonight.
- POLICE SCANNER: 3T5OK7.
[indistinct chatter]
- Taylor, thought you was home
in your deathbed.
- Can we plow through all this?
I heard about the murders
out here last night.
I thought I'd better come up
and take a look at it.
What happened?
- Some junkie took an axe
to a bunch of tourists.
Damnest thing I ever saw.
Must have been on PCP.
I mean, he tore the place apart.
- [clears throat]
Coroner been up in here yet?
- Been and gone.
Shit, never seen a coroner
lose his supper before.
It's gonna take the boys
all night at the morgue
to sort out the pieces.
Taking the last one away now.
Funny thing about that one.
Not a mark on him.
- Yeah, well, who is he?
- Some old guy.
Coroner says he had
a heart attack.
I think he died of fright.
- Mind if I--
- Be my guest.
Hey, hold on a minute.
- Come on, give us a break.
We've been out here all night.
- Take it easy, Sim,
just wanna take a look.
- [indistinct scanner chatter]
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Hey, Taylor,
what's the matter?
You look like you've seen
a freakin' ghost.
- It wasn't any junkie
who did this, asshole.
- Hey.
- It's Bernie.
It's Bernie.
He's back.
- Hey, Taylor,
where're you going?
- Don't you understand?
He's back.
He's gonna come home.
- At the camp?
I already checked.
There ain't nobody there.
- Oh, he will be.
He will be.
- You're crazy, Taylor.
There ain't nobody there
with them kids.
Crazy bastard.
- Take it away.
- [laughing]
I finally got it.
Is this where you bring
all the girls?
- Uh, no.
Uh, I mean,
I--I--I never brought
anybody else up here before.
- No?
- Girls don't like me
very much.
- Well I like you
and I'm a girl.
- You really like me?
- Well sure.
Well, you know
secret places by the river
and you know how to drink wine
out of a bota.
- [laughs]
- I like you a lot.
Oh, God,
it's really cold out here.
- Um,
we can go back if you want to.
- Oh, no.
No, I like it here.
- [laughing]
- We have your bedroll.
I can, uh--
we can spread it by the fire.
- That's a good idea.
- Ah, this should be
plenty warm.
It's heavy enough.
- Maybe there's some more wine
hidden in it.
- [laughs]
I'd settle for an extra blanket
or two.
- [screams]
- Oh! Oh!
[laughing]
Hey! Hey!
Calm down.
It's just a joke.
- A joke?
- It's a joke.
Sure, you can buy those
in magic stores.
I've seen them before.
- Oh, God, it looks so real.
- Some little punk from summer
camp probably wrapped it up
in there to get a rise
out of us.
- Well, it worked.
- Hey.
Let's go back.
- Are you sure?
- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
- We can go back to my tent,
if you'd like.
- Okay.
- It's nice and warm there.
Okay.
- [tires spinning]
- What is it?
- Shh.
- What, Bobby?
- Somebody's following us.
- Oh, my God.
What are we going to do?
- [heavy breathing]
- Well, if it isn't old PJ
the disappearing camper.
Well, is this how you get
your jollies, PJ?
Spying on people?
Huh?
Well, come on, pervert.
- Bobby, let's just--
- Huh-uh, no way.
No, this jerk needs a lesson.
Come on.
I'm gonna kick your ass
from here to the next hospital.
Come on.
Come on.
Hey, man, what are you doing?
Hey, hey, put that down.
You could hurt somebody
with that, pal.
You could hurt someone
with that.
- [screaming]
- [wolf howling]
- Can I ask you a question?
- Anything.
- Did you plan
this whole thing?
- Whose idea was it
to come up here?
- Mine, but--
- And who pulled us
both into the stream?
- I did, but--
- I rest my case.
- You rat,
If you think I planned--
- Shut up and kiss me.
- No way, Jose.
I came up here to look around,
and that's exactly what I'm
going to do.
- Okay.
But don't come crawling back to
me when you freeze your buns.
- Hey,
there's something over here.
It's stuck.
Ah!
- Are you okay?
What is it?
- I think so.
- I guess this must have fell
when you jerked the door open.
What?
- DEBBIE: Look at
all this stuff.
- RON: The makings of a pretty
good torture chamber in here.
The Grim Reaper
approaches a little--
- Ah!
You think our clothes
are dry yet?
- RON: I don't know,
let's check.
- The clothes.
- We don't need clothes
for what I've got in mind.
- You pervert.
- Help!
Somebody, please!
Jane, help me!
Regis!
Marcie!
[screaming]
Oh, God!
- [engine stalls]
- [engine starts]
- [screaming]
- Piece of shit vehicles.
Bernie?
Who's Bernie?
I'll take him.
I'll take him from the knees up.
- * She'll be coming 'round
the mountain when she comes *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming around
the mountain when she comes *
* She'll be riding six
white horses when she comes *
* When she comes
she'll be riding six *
* White horses when she comes
when she comes *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
- Hey, kids!
Kids!
- * She'll be riding six
white horses *
- Kids,
I'm sorry to interrupt you here.
- * Well we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
- Kids, I can't tell you how--
- * Well we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
* Well we'll all go out
and meet her *
* Yes we'll go out
and meet her *
* Oh we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
* She'll be coming around
the mountain when she comes *
* She'll be coming
* Around the mountain
when she comes *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* When she comes
- [screaming]
- * She'll be riding six
white horses when she comes *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
- Jesus.
- * She'll be riding
six white horses *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
* When she comes
* Well we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
- [screaming]
- * Well we'll all go out
and meet her *
* Well we'll all go out
and meet her *
* Yes, we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes **
- So you think Taylor found
anything up at that camp?
- Taylor's a flake.
- But he's been
with the department 20 years.
- Uh, yeah, and he's still
pushing around a patrol unit.
That tell you something?
- I hear he's a good cop.
- [laughing]
Hurry, or we won't get
any sleep at all.
- Ah, sleep is for sissies.
I'll tell you what, I'll let you
sleep an extra 15 minutes.
Ah!
- [screaming]
- [screaming]
- [screaming]
- [wolf howls]
- * She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming around
the mountain when she **
- [indistinct police chatter]
- Hello?
Hello?
Is anybody there?
Hello?
Oh, God.
- Ah!
- [gunshot fires]
- I'm telling ya,
it's a regular slaughterhouse
up there.
Every cop in the county's up
at the camp trying to figure out
what happened.
- I hear they got
the looney though.
They say some kid shot him dead.
- Wait a minute,
something's coming.
- Jesus, what a night, huh?
- You got
some bodies back there?
- Hell,
they're gonna need a semi
for all the bodies
they got up there.
We got the live ones though.
- [screaming]
- [ambulance siren blaring]
- [indistinct police chatter]
- WOMAN: [laughing]
- MAN: Where are
you getting beer?
- WOMAN: [laughing]
- *
- WOMAN: I'm so cold.
- MAN: [laughing]
- WOMAN: [screaming]
- MAN: [laughs]
Get me one of 'em beers.
- *
- Vera,
got 'em burgers ready to go?
Shit.
Dear, how about 'nother beer,
will ya?
So what do you think, kids?
Some vacation, huh?
- Fabulous, daddy.
All my friends
are gonna be so jealous.
- This place sucks.
I'm freezing.
Why couldn't be go to Florida
like everybody else?
- And waitin'
in all those lines
with all those tourists?
Huh, son?
Huh, huh, huh.
No, this year,
we're gonna miss those crowds.
We're gonna see
the great outdoors.
Hell, we got this whole
campground to ourselves.
As soon as 'em coals get hot,
I'm gonna cook us up
some real burgers.
Vera,
got them burgers and my beer?
Damn it, where is that woman?
You kids sit here
and enjoy the scenery.
I'm gonna see what's happened
to that goofy--
- [hammering wood]
- Will you stop that?
I'm trying to read.
- I didn't think you knew how.
- Listen, you little brat,
just because I was forced
to come on this stupid vacation
with you doesn't mean
I have to listen to any more
of your smart-ass remarks.
- MIKEY: And what are you
gonna do about it?
- How about this, you little
miserable little shit?
- Ow!
- Vera,
where in the hell's my beer?
- WOMAN: Please,
I'll do whatever you want.
- Vera?
- WOMAN: Just don't
hurt my babies.
- Vera, are you in there?
- MAN: They're my babies, too,
Jennifer.
- Vera?
You okay?
- Harry?
- HARRY: What the hell's
going on, woman?
- Please, Harry,
Jennifer's husband, Rex,
just turned up out of nowhere.
Everybody thought he was dead.
- Damn it, Vera,
I thought we agreed
there wasn't going to be
no soap operas.
We're gonna cook them
barbeque hamburgers outside now.
- I can just pop 'em
in the microwave.
- HARRY: No microwave.
We're gonna cook
over an open fire outside.
Now come on,
the kids are waiting.
- But, Harry,
it is freezing out there.
- This is the life, huh, kids?
- I'm cold.
- My fingers are numb.
I think it's frostbite.
- They said on TV
it's 75 degrees in Los Angeles.
We could be there
by tomorrow night.
- Oh, God, the beach,
Hollywood.
- And Disneyland, surfing.
- And traffic and smog
and winos.
Take a look around you.
You see any traffic?
You see any smog?
You see any winos?
Oh, shit.
- Maybe they won't stop.
- Stop!
Stop!
You can't come in here!
You can't come in here!
Stop!
- Say, what the--
- Look, you can't come in here,
old timer.
This spot's taken.
- Hey, sign on the highway says
public campground, mister.
Besides, I see three,
four empty campsites up there.
- Look, friend,
I passed up six campgrounds
to find this spot.
Me and my wife kinda figured
on being alone with the kids.
You understand, don't you?
- I know exactly what you mean.
There ain't nothing like
being in the great outdoors
to bring a man
closer to his kids.
Raised my boy Bernie up here,
as a matter of fact.
Shoulda seen the fish we
pulled out of that river there.
- Yeah?
- Oh, yeah, real whoppers.
Of course Bernie
was just a little dipper then.
Some of them fish
was as big as he was.
[laughs]
Say, that your boy over there?
- Yep.
That's my Mikey.
I wanted to get him
out of the city.
- Well, best thing in the world
for a boy.
Hey, my name's Bromley.
Ben Bromley.
You can call me Pop, though.
Everybody calls me Pop.
- Harry Scrubs.
Glad to meet you, Pop.
Look, see, I'm kinda sorry,
you know, about the campsite.
- Oh, forget it, mister.
Understand exactly.
Hey,
I'll pull over on the far side.
You folks won't even know
I'm here.
- Who is that dirty old man?
- Oh, he's just
some harmless old guy.
He won't bother us.
- VERA: He looks
like a derelict.
- Nah,
he's just some poor old guy.
Used to live up here.
Taught his boy to fish
right in this river.
- There's fish here?
- That's what Pop said.
- What's he doing over there?
- Chopping firewood, I guess.
- Wow,
he's gonna make a real campfire.
Dad, you think
we could go over and talk to him
about fishing and stuff?
- Yeah, sure.
Maybe we'll all go.
- Daddy, please.
- Really, Harry.
What if he's got some disease?
- Hey,
he's just a harmless old guy.
He's up there all alone.
Think what it'd mean to him
to be with a real family.
- POP: When Bernie and I
used to live up here,
we'd go for weeks
and not see a human being.
Bernie used to sit
on that rock over there.
Deer would come right up
and eat out of his hand.
Used to be a lot of deer
up here then.
That boy should loved them deer.
- More cake, Mr. Bromley?
- Oh, no.
No, thank you, ma'am.
If I had another piece,
I'm liable to bust.
Uh, you're sure a lucky man,
Harry.
Two great kids and
a pretty little cook like Vera.
- Yep.
I guess I am pretty lucky.
Got a good job.
Motorhome's almost paid for.
- Yeah, I was looking at that
motorhome you got, Harry.
That's sure a beautiful rig.
Vera tells me you even got
a microwave oven in there.
- Microwave, central heating,
air conditioning for the summer,
color television.
You name it, this baby's got it,
Pop.
- Bernie always wanted to get
a microwave oven for his ma.
Of course we couldn't afford it.
[laughs]
We couldn't afford electricity.
But he used to sit there
and he'd tell her,
"Someday I'm gonna get you
a microwave, ma."
He woulda, too.
Poor woman died
before he had a chance.
- Your Bernie sounds
like such a wonderful boy.
- Oh, yes, ma'am.
A man--a man couldn't ask for
a better son than Bernie.
He was going to take care of
his ma and me in our old age.
- How wonderful.
- We used to have
some good old times together.
Then the boy took sick.
They took him to one of them
big hospitals down state.
Bernie was never
the same after that.
- How sad.
- What was wrong with the boy?
- It was nerves, Harry.
Just nerves.
- [man moaning]
- What the hell was that?
- Ah, probably just
some old black bear
out looking for his lady friend.
- There's bears around here?
- Why sure.
Bears, mountain lions,
all kinds of critters
wandering around
these mountains.
Mostly they keep
out of sight now.
- How come?
- It's the campers, son.
Critters don't trust 'em.
Can't trust those humans out
in the wilds, Harry,
'cause they'll give you
the axe every time!
- Uh, I don't know
about everybody else,
but I'm about ready
to call it a night.
[yawns]
How about you, honey?
- My goodness,
I suppose I am tired.
Come on, kids,
say good night to Mr. Bromley.
- Good night.
- MIKEY: Good night, Pop.
- VERA: Good night.
- Hold on just a minute.
You forgot something.
- Why don't you just keep that
for a snack, Mr. Bromley?
- Thank you.
Thank you kindly, ma'am.
Hey!
Night, all!
Nice talking to ya.
- [man moaning]
- Now you just settle down, boy.
I brought you
a real nice surprise.
Lookie here, boy.
Homemade chocolate cake.
Sure is good cake, boy.
Just like your mama
used to make.
You remember them cakes, boy?
We could have chocolate cake
all the time, boy,
if we had a new microwave oven
like them nice folk
in the next campground.
Yeah, they got all kinds of
things over there, boy.
They got a microwave oven,
an icebox full of food,
a color TV.
You could watch cartoons all
day long if you had a color TV.
Told you when I took you
from that hospital
that we was going home.
Only this time
it's gonna be different.
Yeah,
this time we're going in style.
[laughs]
- Pop's gonna take me
fishing tomorrow.
- How exciting for you.
- Hey, where are you going?
- Out.
- Are you crazy?
There's bears out there.
- Yeah, sure there are,
you little creep.
Santa Claus
and the Easter Bunny, too.
- I'm gonna tell dad.
- Look, I just wanna go down
by the river
and listen
to some music by myself.
Give me a break, huh?
- Okay, it's your funeral.
- Thanks, kid.
Sometimes you're okay.
- What are you doing?
- I thought I heard something.
That old man could be prowling
around out there, Harry.
- Who, Pop?
He's probably snoring
his head off by now.
- Well, I don't want Mikey
going over there tomorrow.
- But the old guy said
he'd take him fishing.
- Harry,
I don't like that old man.
He scares me.
You take him fishing.
You're his father.
- Well okay, Vera.
I'll take Mikey fishing.
I still think the old guy's
all right.
All you gotta do is listen
to him talk about
that boy of his to know that.
- Now remember what I told you.
Don't break nothing valuable
this time.
Understand?
Don't you go running off
no place else
or I'll let them
take back to the hospital.
Only this time
I won't come and get ya.
Go on, son.
I won't really
send you back there.
I brung you home, didn't I?
- [pop music playing]
- [banging at door]
- Harry!
Wake up!
- Umm, mmm.
- Wake up!
I thought I heard something.
- Give me a break, Vera.
I just--
- [chains rattle]
- Did you hear that?
- That's what I've been trying
to tell you.
- [screaming]
- [glass breaks]
- VERA: [screaming]
- [music playing]
- Damn.
Mikey, let me in.
Ah!
- Stop her, boy!
Don't let her get away, boy.
She's one them
that put you away.
She's a camper!
Shit!
- [heavy breathing]
- [moaning]
- [wolf howls]
- How long do we have to stay
out here anyway?
It's--it's getting
a little cold out, you know?
- You're a hell
of a wilderness counselor,
Bob, you know that?
- Look, man,
I was built for comfort,
not stress.
Just because I grew up
in these hills,
doesn't make me Grizzly Adams,
you know?
- Well, it gets cold
in the mountains at night.
I mean,
isn't this what you teach
all those little college cuties
in your survival course?
- Yeah, man, and I'm anxious
to get back to them, too.
I got a little practical
exercise I'm gonna teach them.
I call it Sleeping Bag 101.
[laughs]
- Don't you think about anything
else besides girls?
- Um....no.
[laughs]
Hey, did you check out
that little chick
with the absolutely
perfect thighs?
- Does she have a name?
- Mm-hmm.
Her name is Victoria.
But she said
I could call her Vicky.
I think I'm in love, man.
Come on,
let's go back up the hill before
that asshole Regis
gets his perverted hands on her,
okay?
- Okay, it shouldn't be long.
There's still two more
coming in tonight.
We got
a Debbie Harris from Denver
and a PJ Richards from L.A.
- PJ?
- Yeah.
- Do you think PJ is a male
or a female?
- Shit.
Road to the camp's gotta be
someplace around here.
All right, civilization.
Hey, anybody home?
Anybody know
where the wilderness camp is?
- [screams]
- [moaning]
- Uh,
what I'd like to know though
is why we have to stay out here
freezing our asses off
while Regis gets to stay up
in camp where it's warm?
- Well, since we're 50 miles
from the nearest town,
there isn't exactly a lot of
places to ask for directions
if somebody gets lost.
Somebody always gets lost.
- And I wonder why
they have to put us
way the hell out here anyway.
- Because this is
a wilderness camp, schmuck.
Where do you want them
to put it?
Under the Hollywood freeway?
- Uh, that's an idea.
I could go with
real survival things there.
- Ah, look, somebody's coming.
Hi.
- Hi.
Hi, I'm Debbie Harris.
I'm sorry late.
My car's been acting up.
- I'm Ron.
I'm the wildlife instructor.
- BOBBY: [clearing throat]
- RON: This is Bobby.
- Well, hello, Debbie.
I'm sure you and I are gonna be
real close friends.
- What do you teach, sport,
hand-to-hand combat?
- Hand-to-hand combat?
[laughs]
That's a good one.
Do you hear that, Ron?
Man, that's a good one.
- Where's the camp?
- It's about five miles
from here down the road.
We're waiting for one more
guy to show up
and then we can take you there.
- No, that's okay.
Just tell me how to get there.
I'm sure I can find it
all by my little self.
- RON: Sure.
Listen, just follow
this road another half mile
to the dirt road on your left.
That'll take you to the camp.
Ah, Regis will show you
where you tent is.
- Thanks.
- Hey, Debbie,
I'm holding a little informal
orientation in my tent later on.
You're invited.
Wow.
What a bitch.
You think she's a lesbian
or something?
- I hope not.
- [car engine approaching]
- Oh, thank God you stopped.
Something terrible has happened.
Please, you gotta help me.
Oh, God, thank you,
I'll never forget this.
- [screaming]
- Damn it.
Don't you dare quit on me now.
We're almost there.
Thanks, pal.
Damn.
- [engine sputtering]
- Damn.
- Come on, man.
If this guy hasn't shown up
by now, he probably never will.
- Maybe you're right.
We'll give him
five more minutes.
- Five more minutes?
Come on, man, my little girlies
are freezing up there.
- Okay, okay, you win.
Look, grab the sign
and throw it in the back.
And we'll--wait a minute.
- [car engine approaching]
- I don't think that's him, man.
- This time at night,
who's it gonna be?
- Hey, man,
get out of the road.
He's not gonna stop.
- PJ?
Are you looking for
the wilderness counselor's camp?
All right, listen,
go another mile
to the dirt road on the left.
It's about four miles from--
- [engine revving]
- Slow down!
That road is dangerous!
- PJ, I presume.
- That guy has got
a serious attitude problem.
- Uh-huh, but he looks
way cool in that hat.
[laughs]
- Let's just get
the hell out of here.
- All right.
Slip your little
panties off, babies.
Bobby's on his way.
- You're sick, you know that?
- Yeah.
- Hey!
Can you give me
a ride up to the camp?
My car broke down back there.
- I know, we saw it.
Uh, climb in.
I'll--I'll throw this
in the back.
- Thanks.
- What happened?
- I don't know, it just quit.
- We just sent a guy up here
a few minutes ago.
Why didn't you flag him down?
- Oh, I flagged him down.
The son of a bitch
nearly ran over me.
- You and me are definitely
gonna have to talk to that guy.
- As soon as we get there,
Bobby.
As soon as we get there.
- [indistinct chatter]
- Thanks.
What are you doing in here?
- I thought you might need
somebody to help,
uh, dry the places
you couldn't reach.
- You did, did you?
- Of course,
I could've been mistaken.
- No, I don't think so.
- [laughs]
- [car engine approaching]
- See, I told you nobody
was watching us.
- Well, we can't stay here.
- Why not?
- Well, somebody might
want to take a shower.
Besides, it's all wet.
- There's nobody
in the supply tent.
And that's all filled with
nice, cozy sleeping bags.
- Well, we have to be back at
the campfire in half an hour.
- That's twice as long
as we need.
- [laughs]
- Come on.
- Well, it looks like that
son of a bitch finally got here.
I wonder where he is.
- I don't know, but we're gonna
find out.
- [laughing]
Oh, soft.
- [wolf howling]
- WOMAN'S VOICE: Mama just
wants you
to always remember one thing,
Bernie.
This is our home.
Can't nobody, never,
take that away from us.
- What do you mean
you haven't--
what do you mean
you haven't seen him?
- I mean I haven't seen him.
Nobody's checked in here
for a couple of hours.
I've scheduled a meeting
in 15 minutes.
He'll probably turn up there.
- Look, damn it,
I wanna see this guy now.
He's a nut case,
and I want him out of here.
- Take it easy, Ron.
He's prepaid
for the entire course.
- Are you out of your mind?
I come here to tell you
this guy's a maniac,
and you tell me he's prepaid.
- Ron, you know the situation.
We had 12 kids registered
for this course.
Seven of them showed up,
including PJ Richards,
wherever he is.
Seven is our break-even number.
If we don't have at least
that many, we're all out
of a job until the regular
season begins next summer.
Try to lighten up a little bit.
So the guy doesn't stop
for hitchhikers.
It doesn't exactly make him
Jack the Ripper, does it?
- Right.
- [laughing]
- [screaming]
- REGIS: Oh, God damn you,
Bobby.
I told you to get everybody
their camping gear
this afternoon.
- BOBBY: I just got here,
Mr. Buchan.
Besides, they weren't all here
this afternoon to give.
- REGIS: I don't wanna hear
any of your bullshit excuses.
- I want it done tonight.
- Tonight?
It's freezing.
- REGIS: Tonight,
God damn you, Bobby!
I want it done tonight
right after the meeting.
- [whispering]
Asshole.
- Is everybody always
this friendly around here?
Or did I just come
at a bad time?
- I'm sorry.
They're just a little uptight
over last-minute cancellations.
Bobby and Regis are usually--
they're usually
pretty good guys.
You'll see at the meeting.
- I hope so.
I was beginning to wonder
what I'd gotten myself into.
What's this meeting anyway?
- It's just a little
informal get-together.
We introduce everyone,
drink a little beer
and decide who we can con
into chopping the firewood.
Look,
we still have a few minutes.
Come on, I'll show you
where you're staying.
Come on.
- Hello?
Anybody home?
- Yeah,
come on in if you stand it.
- Well, this is it.
- VICKY: Ah-ha, another victim.
- Welcome to
the Beverly Hilton.
- Uh, Sophie, Vicky,
meet Debbie.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hiya.
- Uh, the four of you have
this whole place to yourself.
Oh, uh, put your bag
anywhere you like.
Where--where's Jane?
- She went to take a shower.
Wait until you see the shower.
It's straight
out of the "Flintstones."
- Oh, I can hardly wait.
- Look, I gotta get ready
for the meeting.
So if you guys can find Jane--
- Sure.
- --and I'll see you
in a little while.
- God, isn't he beautiful?
- Forget it, sweetie,
you haven't got a chance.
- VICKY: What do you mean?
- I mean, he's obviously
got the hots for Debbie here.
- What are you talking about?
I just met the guy.
- It's in the eyes.
You can see it.
- She's right.
He looks at you the same way
that dork Bobby looks at me.
- Uh, I met Bobby.
He's a little bit nutty,
but he seems nice enough.
- Oh, he's nice.
He's just a dork.
- I'm gonna go find Jane.
I'll see you at the meeting.
- VICKY: Good-bye.
- [sighs]
Oh, God, what a day.
- SOPHIE: Jane!
Jane, are you up there?
- [wolf howls]
- Come on, Jane,
we've got a meeting.
Jane?
Janey?
- [laughing]
- Okay, everybody,
let's gather around.
Now!
Ron, can I have a word with you?
There are four people missing.
Where are they?
- I don't know.
They were all told to be here.
- God damn it, Ron,
we have got to have
some discipline around here.
People can't show up whenever
they feel like it.
- Hi, everybody!
Sorry.
- Do you want me
to go find the others?
- Yes.
No.
On second thought,
let 'em miss the meeting.
I'm gonna be handing out
shift details in a few minutes.
And let's see how they feel
about a little latrine duty.
- Where's Jane?
- I went down to the showers
to see if I could find her,
and this is all I could find.
[laughs]
- Oh, man.
[laughs]
- That cute guy from Seattle.
- Uh-huh.
- He isn't here either.
They didn't waste any time.
- Oh, my God,
they couldn't even stop
to turn off the water.
[laughing]
- Who-ho-ho-ho.
[laughs]
- REGIS: [clears throat]
You've all got
a lot of work to do
if you're gonna
get one of these.
This is the wilderness
counselor's certificate.
The reason you're all here.
With one of these,
you'll qualify for the best jobs
in the best camps.
You won't wait tables.
And you won't tell
bedtime stories.
But don't go and get the idea
that we are just gonna hand you
this piece of paper
just because you paid your fee.
[laughs]
Ah, no, you are gonna--
- [imitating Regis]
"--idea that we're gonna give
"you this piece of paper just
because you paid your fee.
"No, you're gonna earn this--"
- You got a problem, Bobby?
- Um...no, Regis.
- Look, somebody's coming.
- Ron, go see who it is.
As I was saying,
you're gonna have to earn
this piece of paper,
God damn children.
Shut up!
- Is it Regis or it is Memorex?
- [laughs]
- [horn honking]
- RON: Okay, I'm coming.
Coming.
- God damn it,
get that light out of my eyes.
- Ah, sorry about that.
Hey, where's Deputy Taylor?
I thought he was the only one
working in the county at night.
- Taylor's out sick.
How many you got up there?
- Uh, there's...11 of us,
including the staff.
- You got some young girls
up there?
- Yeah, we do.
Look, what's this all about?
- Look at them.
They didn't hear
one word I said.
There's not an ounce of
discipline in the whole bunch.
- Oh, now, they're just kids,
hon.
They don't understand...
discipline...
the way we do.
- Not too many people
do understand, Marcie.
- Let's go into the tent.
Let the kids
entertain themselves, yeah.
- No.
You go ahead.
I gotta run a security check.
- Don't you be too long now.
Or Marcie will have
to discipline you.
- Anyway we wanted to check
on your kids
just to be on the safe side.
- Well, thanks for coming up.
- Keep your eyes open
just in case.
- Okay. All right, thanks.
Thanks again.
- Even a maniac won't tangle
with this,
unless he's crazy.
- Well, you don't think
he's still around, do you?
- Well, it's hard to tell
with these guys.
That's what makes them
so dangerous.
- What the hell
are you talking about, Bobby?
- The maniac, Regis.
He just killed a bunch of people
on the campground
by the highway.
And he's out looking
for more victims.
- Where did you hear that?
- Cop told Ron.
- Hey, Ron, what's all this crap
about a maniac?
- Security check, huh?
You've been a bad boy, Regis.
[laughs]
I'm gonna have to whip you...
into shape.
[moaning]
First we'll start out
with a little ambush.
- *
- They're playing your song,
Regis.
- Yeah, well,
I'm gonna check the grounds.
And then I'm gonna turn in.
And I'm holding you
personally responsible, Bobby,
for any litter in this campsite
in the morning.
So I suggest you stop telling
your little bullshit
maniac stories and get to work.
- He's a major putz.
- Why is he so freaked out
over your story?
- The people who own this camp
are a little sensitive
about maniac stories.
Especially, um, after what
happened here back in '75.
- Come on, what is it?
- There was this guy
named Bernie.
And he used to live up here
in a cabin with his folks.
And Bernie was this
dumb, gentle guy.
He used to walk--walk through
the woods feeding the deer
and like that.
And the rest of the time
he spent chopping wood.
And every couple of weeks or so,
his pop would take the wood that
he chopped down into the valley
and sell it.
And that's how they survived.
Anyway, one day,
they get a letter telling them
the county is going to build
a road up the mountain
to turn the mountain
into a recreation area
with campsites and like that
to draw the tourists.
- How rotten.
- What a rip.
- Yeah.
- Well, Bernie's pop says
if the county
wants his family out,
they're gonna have
to throw them out.
He's not moving.
- So what happened?
- So they send a bunch
of deputies up there
to throw them out.
Only something went wrong.
- What?
- Well, no one knows exactly
what happened.
But according
to the official report,
Bernie's pop pulled the gun
and the deputies opened fire.
And when it was over,
Bernie's mom was dead.
And the old man was wounded.
And they took him into jail.
And they kept him there
for a couple of years.
- What about Bernie?
- Bernie took off by himself
into the woods that night.
They say he stayed out there
chopping wood
and going crazy.
After that, everybody kind of
forgot him for a while.
But then--then
they opened the road.
And the tourists
started coming in.
- WOMAN: And?
- And Bernie goes
totally berserk.
He comes down here with
that axe of his in his hand,
and he starts a swingin'.
And he starts chopping up
these campers left and right.
You see, in his mind,
they were all to blame, right?
Well, the next day,
a young deputy finds him
by the river
next to
a pile of arms and legs...
stacked up like firewood.
When they tried
to take him away,
he bit the deputy's finger off.
They had to put him
in a straightjacket
with a special hood.
- God, now I wish
you wouldn't have told us.
- Yeah, well I don't think we
have to worry about
poor old Bernie anymore.
He's been locked up down at
that state hospital for years.
Probably still got him
in that hood.
- [wolf howls]
- *
- Ha!
Ha, ha, uh, boyee.
Hold it right there.
[laughs]
Mm, Regis, Regis.
I'm just gonna love
making you say "Mercy, Marcie."
[laughs]
Regis?
- Stay back or I'll cut you
off at the knees.
- [moaning]
- Looks like old Regis
finally shot his wad.
[laughing]
- You really hate him,
don't you?
- No.
No, not really.
It's just that he's--he's
so full of shit, you know?
[laughs]
- Well, hate to be the one
to break up the party,
but I think we all
should get some sleep.
- I don't know about you,
but I don't think I'm gonna
get much sleep knowing
there's a maniac lose.
- Hey, well,
you can always come to my tent.
- Thanks anyway, Bobby,
but you know I don't think so.
- Yeah, well,
I was just kidding anyway.
I--I gotta get those bedrolls.
I'll be in the supply tent.
- RON: Wait a minute, Bobby.
I'll give you a hand with 'em.
- No, I don't need your help.
- Oh, shit.
I think I've hurt his feelings.
- Well, I'm gonna take a shower
while there's lots of hot water.
Want to walk me to my tent and
protect me from all the maniacs?
- Yeah, sure.
- Nighty night, kids.
Oh,
I usually get up around noon.
So try to be quiet
in the morning.
- I guess you must be tired.
- Yeah, I really am.
- Would you like me
to walk you to your tent?
- Do you mind if we talk
for just a few minutes first?
- No, of course not.
What do you want to talk about?
- That story that Bobby
was telling about Bernie.
Did that really happen?
- Yeah.
Well,
at least everyone around here
seems to tell it pretty much
the same way.
And there is an old cabin
up there in the woods.
- It's such a sad story.
Could we go see the cabin?
- What, now?
- Yeah, would you mind?
- Um, well, no.
No.
But, uh, I mean,
I thought you were worn out.
- I am, but I'm wired, too.
I think maybe the walk
will calm me down.
- All right.
Well, just stay close to me.
That trail is pretty--pretty
tough right now.
- Bobby?
- I'll get you your bedroll.
- Bobby?
Hey, I'm sorry about before.
It's--it's not that I didn't
want to be with you.
It's--well, it's just you--
- Yeah, yeah, I know.
I come on a little too strong.
- You really do.
- [laughs]
I'm such a jerk.
I mean, I talk about Regis,
and I end up coming off twice as
obnoxious as he does.
- Shhh.
And you talk too much, you know?
I need my bedroll.
- Okay, great.
- How'd that happen?
- I don't know.
But Regis isn't gonna like it.
- Well, let's not talk
about Regis anymore.
- Yeah.
Fuck 'im.
- Come on.
- Whoa.
- Oops.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.
Let's get out of here.
- *
- Oh, Marcie.
Oh, baby.
You little devil.
You wouldn't be planning
a little ambush now,
would we, Marcie?
Oh.
Decided to skip the ambush
and go right for the kill.
Well that's okay with me.
Marcie?
Marcie!
You son of a bitch!
You fucker!
Ah!
Jesus!
[screaming]
- [gunshot blast]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
How much further is it?
- The river's just up ahead,
and the cabin's
on the other side.
Just watch your step down here.
It gets pretty rough walking.
- It's beautiful.
- Yeah.
Hey, you wanna rest a minute?
- Yeah.
- So you really like it, huh?
- Yeah.
It's so primitive.
- You can walk hundreds
of miles into these mountains
and not see a road, a house,
another human being.
There's still lions and
grizzlies up there, you know?
- Are you trying to scare me?
- Well,
if I was trying to do that,
I'd tell you about bigfoot.
I mean,
most of the recent sightings
have been around in this area.
I mean, two years ago,
bigfoot ate a pup tent
and turned over a jeep
only two miles downstream.
- Great.
Can we go see the cabin now?
- Sure.
Just watch your step.
It's pretty rough down here.
- Let's go inside
where it's warm.
- Can't we go someplace else?
- No, silly.
We're going to take a shower.
A nice, hot, steamy shower.
- But what if somebody
comes in?
You know, Regis or somebody?
- Chet, Regis is asleep.
Everybody's asleep.
I thought you wanted
to take a shower with me.
- Well, I do.
- Well, come on then.
No guts no glory, Chet.
- Brr, it really is cold.
Hey, why aren't you
getting undressed?
Are you shy?
Mm, it's just right.
Nothing turns me on like
a nice shower.
All steamy and soapy and hot.
- Where are you going?
- Down here.
There's a bridge not too far.
- Why don't we just cross here?
- No, you don't want to do that.
- Oh, come on,
it's as hard as a rock.
- Look, if you're gonna do that,
at least take
some of your clothes off so in
case you get wet
you have something warm
to put on.
- Oh, sure, you'd love that,
won't you, Ron?
- Look it, just be careful.
You don't want
to mess with that.
- Ah, ah, ah!
- Be careful.
Ah, damn it.
- Oh my God, it's so cold!
- Come on,
we gotta get you warm quick.
- Can't we go back to the camp?
- The camp's almost a mile
on the other side.
Look, Debbie--
- Ah!
- Oh, God, Sophie, get up!
Shit!
- Well, there it is.
- Can we get inside?
- Yeah, yeah, come on.
Sometimes the kids
from the camp come in here.
There's blankets
and a fireplace.
We gotta get you in
before you get pneumonia.
- What's this?
- It's all the wood
that Bernie chopped I guess.
Come on,
we gotta get a fire going.
- Ah, it's cold.
- [wolf howling]
- I'll get a fire going.
You get those clothes off.
- [coughing]
- Come on, do you want me
to take them off for ya?
- Ah, that feels so good.
- RON: You can come closer
if you want.
Don't worry,
I'm not gonna attack you.
We'll get these clothes dry,
and then I'll take you
back to camp.
- Ron, I'm sorry.
- Look, there's a place upriver
where I can get you across
without getting your feet wet.
- I said I was sorry.
- About what?
- I didn't listen to you
about the stream.
I thought you were trying
to trick me
into taking my clothes off.
- Well, it worked, didn't it?
- [laughs]
Isn't there another blanket?
- No, that's the only one.
- Come on,
there's room for two.
- Are you sure?
- Come on.
- Ah.
Thanks.
- You ever see
such a mess before?
- This is my first murder.
- Well, you ain't likely to see
many like this.
- Who you reckon that is?
I figured everybody
in the county had already
been out here tonight.
- POLICE SCANNER: 3T5OK7.
[indistinct chatter]
- Taylor, thought you was home
in your deathbed.
- Can we plow through all this?
I heard about the murders
out here last night.
I thought I'd better come up
and take a look at it.
What happened?
- Some junkie took an axe
to a bunch of tourists.
Damnest thing I ever saw.
Must have been on PCP.
I mean, he tore the place apart.
- [clears throat]
Coroner been up in here yet?
- Been and gone.
Shit, never seen a coroner
lose his supper before.
It's gonna take the boys
all night at the morgue
to sort out the pieces.
Taking the last one away now.
Funny thing about that one.
Not a mark on him.
- Yeah, well, who is he?
- Some old guy.
Coroner says he had
a heart attack.
I think he died of fright.
- Mind if I--
- Be my guest.
Hey, hold on a minute.
- Come on, give us a break.
We've been out here all night.
- Take it easy, Sim,
just wanna take a look.
- [indistinct scanner chatter]
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Hey, Taylor,
what's the matter?
You look like you've seen
a freakin' ghost.
- It wasn't any junkie
who did this, asshole.
- Hey.
- It's Bernie.
It's Bernie.
He's back.
- Hey, Taylor,
where're you going?
- Don't you understand?
He's back.
He's gonna come home.
- At the camp?
I already checked.
There ain't nobody there.
- Oh, he will be.
He will be.
- You're crazy, Taylor.
There ain't nobody there
with them kids.
Crazy bastard.
- Take it away.
- [laughing]
I finally got it.
Is this where you bring
all the girls?
- Uh, no.
Uh, I mean,
I--I--I never brought
anybody else up here before.
- No?
- Girls don't like me
very much.
- Well I like you
and I'm a girl.
- You really like me?
- Well sure.
Well, you know
secret places by the river
and you know how to drink wine
out of a bota.
- [laughs]
- I like you a lot.
Oh, God,
it's really cold out here.
- Um,
we can go back if you want to.
- Oh, no.
No, I like it here.
- [laughing]
- We have your bedroll.
I can, uh--
we can spread it by the fire.
- That's a good idea.
- Ah, this should be
plenty warm.
It's heavy enough.
- Maybe there's some more wine
hidden in it.
- [laughs]
I'd settle for an extra blanket
or two.
- [screams]
- Oh! Oh!
[laughing]
Hey! Hey!
Calm down.
It's just a joke.
- A joke?
- It's a joke.
Sure, you can buy those
in magic stores.
I've seen them before.
- Oh, God, it looks so real.
- Some little punk from summer
camp probably wrapped it up
in there to get a rise
out of us.
- Well, it worked.
- Hey.
Let's go back.
- Are you sure?
- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
- We can go back to my tent,
if you'd like.
- Okay.
- It's nice and warm there.
Okay.
- [tires spinning]
- What is it?
- Shh.
- What, Bobby?
- Somebody's following us.
- Oh, my God.
What are we going to do?
- [heavy breathing]
- Well, if it isn't old PJ
the disappearing camper.
Well, is this how you get
your jollies, PJ?
Spying on people?
Huh?
Well, come on, pervert.
- Bobby, let's just--
- Huh-uh, no way.
No, this jerk needs a lesson.
Come on.
I'm gonna kick your ass
from here to the next hospital.
Come on.
Come on.
Hey, man, what are you doing?
Hey, hey, put that down.
You could hurt somebody
with that, pal.
You could hurt someone
with that.
- [screaming]
- [wolf howling]
- Can I ask you a question?
- Anything.
- Did you plan
this whole thing?
- Whose idea was it
to come up here?
- Mine, but--
- And who pulled us
both into the stream?
- I did, but--
- I rest my case.
- You rat,
If you think I planned--
- Shut up and kiss me.
- No way, Jose.
I came up here to look around,
and that's exactly what I'm
going to do.
- Okay.
But don't come crawling back to
me when you freeze your buns.
- Hey,
there's something over here.
It's stuck.
Ah!
- Are you okay?
What is it?
- I think so.
- I guess this must have fell
when you jerked the door open.
What?
- DEBBIE: Look at
all this stuff.
- RON: The makings of a pretty
good torture chamber in here.
The Grim Reaper
approaches a little--
- Ah!
You think our clothes
are dry yet?
- RON: I don't know,
let's check.
- The clothes.
- We don't need clothes
for what I've got in mind.
- You pervert.
- Help!
Somebody, please!
Jane, help me!
Regis!
Marcie!
[screaming]
Oh, God!
- [engine stalls]
- [engine starts]
- [screaming]
- Piece of shit vehicles.
Bernie?
Who's Bernie?
I'll take him.
I'll take him from the knees up.
- * She'll be coming 'round
the mountain when she comes *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming around
the mountain when she comes *
* She'll be riding six
white horses when she comes *
* When she comes
she'll be riding six *
* White horses when she comes
when she comes *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
- Hey, kids!
Kids!
- * She'll be riding six
white horses *
- Kids,
I'm sorry to interrupt you here.
- * Well we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
- Kids, I can't tell you how--
- * Well we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
* Well we'll all go out
and meet her *
* Yes we'll go out
and meet her *
* Oh we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
* She'll be coming around
the mountain when she comes *
* She'll be coming
* Around the mountain
when she comes *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* When she comes
- [screaming]
- * She'll be riding six
white horses when she comes *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
- Jesus.
- * She'll be riding
six white horses *
* She'll be riding
six white horses *
* When she comes
* Well we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes *
- [screaming]
- * Well we'll all go out
and meet her *
* Well we'll all go out
and meet her *
* Yes, we'll all go out
and meet her when she comes **
- So you think Taylor found
anything up at that camp?
- Taylor's a flake.
- But he's been
with the department 20 years.
- Uh, yeah, and he's still
pushing around a patrol unit.
That tell you something?
- I hear he's a good cop.
- [laughing]
Hurry, or we won't get
any sleep at all.
- Ah, sleep is for sissies.
I'll tell you what, I'll let you
sleep an extra 15 minutes.
Ah!
- [screaming]
- [screaming]
- [screaming]
- [wolf howls]
- * She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming
around the mountain *
* She'll be coming around
the mountain when she **
- [indistinct police chatter]
- Hello?
Hello?
Is anybody there?
Hello?
Oh, God.
- Ah!
- [gunshot fires]
- I'm telling ya,
it's a regular slaughterhouse
up there.
Every cop in the county's up
at the camp trying to figure out
what happened.
- I hear they got
the looney though.
They say some kid shot him dead.
- Wait a minute,
something's coming.
- Jesus, what a night, huh?
- You got
some bodies back there?
- Hell,
they're gonna need a semi
for all the bodies
they got up there.
We got the live ones though.
- [screaming]
- [ambulance siren blaring]
- [indistinct police chatter]