Scrape (2013) - full transcript

[ominous music]

[sobbing]

- [Woman] Please.

No, please.

Please, don't.

No, no.

[screams]

[dramatic music]

- [Narrator] About five years
ago, or something like that,

Mick and Maggie
Hedgeworth moved into town

on account of Mick
landing a new sales job.



The Hedgeworth's took up
residence in a small rent house

near some railroad tracks owned
by Mick's boss, Barry Sagan.

Barry lived across the street
in an even smaller house.

Why anyone that owned two houses

would choose to live in
the smaller one beats me.

But then again Barry was
an interesting fellow.

He was quiet, reserved,
loved to scrapbook.

He didn't have many friends,

but not because he was
an asshole or anything.

He was just weird.

Mick didn't have
many friends either,

but that's because
he was an asshole.

So naturally they
made a good team.

That's Barry.



That's Mick right there.

Maggie.

And that's Mick's
little boy, Hunter,

from a previous marriage.

Oh, and that's
Barry's dog, Yoshi.

[dog barking]

Ordinary people in
an ordinary town.

Ordinary right up to the
moment women in the area

starting going missing,

and I tell ya, in this town,

there's nothing
ordinary about that.

[horn blaring]
[woman screaming]

[heavy metal music]

[Barry humming]

- The use of polka
dots as my background

really makes the
fireworks stand out.

This much kit is
indeed the bomb.

[laughing]

[heavy breathing]

[classical music]

- [Hunter] Let's go, Mom.

It's Father's Day.

- [Woman] Okay, Hunter.

- Mom, I'm doing it.

[laughing]

[ominous music]

[suspenseful music]

Hey Mom, check this out.

[laughing]

[horn blaring]

[gasping]
[ominous music]

[screaming]

Mom, you okay?

[ominous music]

Mom, Mom look.

I'm doing it, I'm flying.

- [Newscaster] It's a
dark day in DeBrock town

as police have announced yet
another local woman is missing.

Colleen Fredrick, a
19-year old college student

was reported missing
four days ago

by her parents and her roommate.

Earlier today the police
arrived on the scene

to investigate a
bloody pair of shoes

discovered in the woods
outside of DeBrock Town,

but no trace of
Fredrick's body was found.

Two small children were
playing in a dry creek bed

when they stumbled
upon the shoes

which were later identified
by Fredrick's parents

as a gift they gave their
daughter last Christmas.

Colleen Fredrick's disappearance

marks the ninth local
woman to go missing

in just three months.

Last week, Carol Peterson,
a 26-year old makeup artist

was reported missing

and was last seen
near the same woods

where police are investigating

Colleen Fredrick's
disappearance.

Investigators speculate
that each disappearance

these last three months
is related to the next.

Police have stated that there
are no suspects at this time,

as they search for the
nine missing women.

[ominous music]

[shredder rumbling]

[phone ringing]

- No, I want what I ordered,

and you didn't send
me what I ordered!

Listen to me, you
little acne dick face.

I want the black cat.

Now you send them to
me or I'm gonna shove

these little kitten shit sticks
up every hole I can find.

Yes.

Send them there, that's perfect.

Thanks George.

Always a pleasure.

- Get what you needed?

- [Mick] I always do.

- [Barry] Yes, you do.

- Unless I get that
poodle replica built,

I'm gonna blow it tonight.

Are you in?

Take those little artsy
queer photos of yours.

- Queer isn't he word
you were looking for.

[chuckles]

But yes, I'm in.

My explosion scrapbook is
coming along very nicely.

- Yes, it is.

Very nice, Barry.

- Thank you, Linda.

- Maggie said she saw this
mask thing attack a woman,

and then they disappeared.

Actually thinks
the woman's dead.

Really freaked her out.

- You don't sound concerned.

- I don't know.

It's weird.

I'm telling you, man.

She might be a little loco.

I mean, she went to the police

and they didn't
find any evidence.

They're looking though
missing persons.

Mags didn't wanna talk about it.

She hates to admit she's scared,

and she is.

- [Barry] Hmm.

- I don't really
know what else to do,

except...

Blow up a mother effing poodle.

Hey, thanks B.

- [Barry] Mm-hmm.

- Tonight?

- Tonight.

[phone ringing]

[humming]

- Hi Barry.

- Linda.

What can I do for you?

- I...

I.

I was wondering if

maybe you'd like to join...

[sighs]

Village Cuisine I hear has food.

- I was doing to have dinner
tonight with Mick and Maggie.

- Oh.

- Why don't you join us?

- Really?

- [Barry] Mm-hmm.

- Oh, that would be swell.

[laughs]

[vacuum rumbling]

- I think Linda was trying
to ask me out on a date.

- It's about time you got some.

- [Barry] Don't be crass.

- I'll give you crass,
like my blowup doll poodle.

- [Barry] New car?

- Dream car.

- [Barry] And you parked
it illegally all day?

- Yeah.

- Now I know why you're a
month behind on your rent.

[laughs]

The four of us are going
out to dinner tonight.

- What?

No, what about the
poodle blow up?

- We'll just have to
postpone 'til tomorrow.

- Just go out with her.

You don't need a chaperone.

- I don't think
of Linda that way.

And besides, I get
extremely uncomfortable

in reciprocated
sexual situations.

- Okay, fine.

But one day, old man.

- Yeah, yeah yeah yeah.

I know.

I gotta get some.

[laughs]

8:15, Village Cuisine.

- [Mick] Got it.

- Mm-mmm.

[tires squealing]

Linda.

You look glorious.

- Good evening, your
table is ready now.

- Thank you.

Shall we?

[giggling]

[classical music]

[whispering]

- Are you guys ready to order

or do you need a
few more minutes?

- I think we need a few
more minutes, please.

- [Waitress] You got it.

Can I get you some more
water in the meantime?

- That would be
great, thank you.

[ice cubes clanking]

- Alrighty, I'll
be back in a few.

- Mmm, Mmm, that's tasty bread.

- So, you and Barry
scrapbook together?

- Well, yes.

And work, of course.

- Mick speaks so fondly of you.

He says you're the
lightboat of the office.

- Well, if I'm
the light, then...

Mick is the laugh.

[laughs]

- Very true, Linda.

- [Newscaster] Police
announced earlier today

that another local
woman is missing.

Nicole Lyon, a 45-year old
physical education teacher

at Level High School
and mother of two

was reported missing by her
husband and mother-in-law

after not being heard
from for over a week.

Police say that Lyon was last...

[speaking in foreign language]

Johnson Memorial Park
near Matthew Walton Road

in the south DeBrock town.

Lyon, a physical fitness
advocate and last year's winner

of the annual DeBrock...

[speaking in foreign language]

At Adam Wade Johnson
Memorial Park.

- I wanna go home.

I'll go pick up Hunter.

- [Newscaster] Saw her
entering the park...

- Um, excuse me.

Linda, it was a pleasure.

Barry.

- [Newscaster] One
victim spoke...

[speaking in foreign language]

Police have yet to find any
evidence to back up the claim.

Police have stated that they'll
be continuing to search.

- Well, I guess we
better call it a night.

- [Newscaster] First woman
in the area not to...

- I just live a few
blocks that way.

- You walked?

[chuckles]

- I've been advised
to walk more.

I love the Village Cuisine
because it's so close to home.

- I think that's
marvelous, Linda.

And thanks again for joining
our very entertaining dinner.

My apologies for
its abrupt ending.

- Yeah, so, I gotta jet.

If I don't get home
with Hunter pronto

Mags is gonna rip
me a new nose hole.

- Again, it was delightful.

And as always, I'll see
you probably at 8:00 a.m.

- Yes.

Of course.

Thanks for dinner.

- Goodnight.

[dramatic music]

[shrill scraping]

[ominous music]

[growling]

[gasping]

[screaming]

[gasping]

[suspenseful music]

[whimpering]

[growling]

[gasping]

- No, no no no.

No, please.

Oh, oh.

Oh God.

Oh, oh no.

No.

No.

[whimpering]

Leave me alone.

[screams]

[gasping]

[growling]

[ominous music]

[growling]

[shrill scraping]

[ominous music]

[shrill scraping]

[knocking]

[growling]

[gasping]

[shrill scraping]

[suspenseful music]

- Mags, I'm home.

- [Maggie] You're doing
this to me, aren't you?

- Whoa, whoa whoa, what
the hell are you doin'?

- Don't screw with me, Micky.

- Honestly, Maggie,
I don't know what

you're talking about, all right.

I just got home and
the house was dark.

Baby, what are you doing?

You're acting a little crazy.

- Let's go, Yoshi.

Come on.

Let's go Yoshi.
- Barry.

Have you seen or heard anything

like in the past five minutes?

- I'm not quite sure how
you want me to answer that.

I've heard crickets,
a distant train.

- No, no no no, like
somebody in the property.

- No, I haven't,

but I've only been home
for a couple of minutes.

- [Mick] I think she's scared.

- You're damn I'm scared.

I saw that thing again,
and the girl is missing.

[speaking in foreign language]

- Oh oh, okay, okay, okay.

I'll keep my eyes open
and my ears peeled.

- Okay.

- Now, Hunter, is he okay?

Did he hear or see anything?

- No, no no.

He sleeps through everything.

He's fine.

- Well, Yoshi hasn't
finished his business yet.

I'll take a lap
around the property

and make sure
everything is copacetic.

I'm just a few yards away.

Knock any time.

- Thank you.

You're such a good person
and the best landlord ever.

Dick!

- What did I do?

Hey, thanks Barry.

Tomorrow the poodle goes boom.

Hey, baby, wait up.

Come on.

[humming]

[dog barking]

400 pages of bureaucratic
BS could not stop the sale

from going through.

Yes!

Triple king locket is mine.

- I wonder if you
actually do work here.

- Yep, sure thing, George.

Buying a little
fireworks is my job.

- No it is not.

[chuckles]

Have you seen Linda today?

- [Mick] Nope.

- Heard from her?

- Nope.

- She hasn't come
into work today.

- She's probably at
home doing nasty things

to the thought of you.

- Repugnant.

- Hey.

Poodle, tomorrow.

- [Barry] Mm-hmm.

[train horn blaring]

- [Mick] You ready, Barry?

- Sure, Mick.

[fuse sizzling]

[laughing]

- What?

No way, man.

No freakin' way.

I used five Chinese
screws on that thing.

Do you see that
tree right there?

That tree is laying there
dead because I blew it up,

and I can't blow up a
Papier-mache constructed poodle.

[suspenseful music]

- Oh Mick.

- Cover.

[explosion cracking]

- Glad I didn't get
pictures of that.

I tend to appreciate your
firework displays more.

- Yeah, man, still
blowin' shit up though.

Those fireworks are always
stuffed into something.

- Yes.

But I only take the
pretty pictures.

- Are you a homo, Barry?

- Stop asking me that.

- I've known you for five years,

and I've never seen
you with a woman.

Or a man for that matter.

- You probably haven't
noticed, I'm an old man.

There isn't much need for me
to be gallivantin' around town

with a woman.

That would be crass.

- Old people can
still, you know...

[grunts]

- Don't be so uncouth.

- Stop using words like
uncouth and crass and doltish.

What the hell is doltish anyway?

[laughing]

- Exactly, my friend.

[dramatic music]

[humming]

- To the rescue.

Victory, yeah.

[humming]

Do do do do, do do.

Ow, don't press them buttons.

[ominous music]

- Hey, kid, are you having fun?

Hunter?

Hunter.

- Mom, look what I found?

[gasping]

- [Maggie] Mick!

[sobbing]

- [Mick] What is it?

What's wrong, what happened?

- [Maggie] Hunter found it.

[ominous music]

- It's okay, bud.

Go play your video games.

- Mags, you okay?

- Hunter found a severed finger.

- [Barry] What?

Where?

- By that entrance,
the crawl entrance.

He was playing with
his toys, just playing.

It was that masked monster.

- [Mick] Okay, sssh!

- It was here!
- It's okay, all right.

- I'm here, all right.

We're here.

- I need you guys to look

and you guys to go under
the house and look.

- [Mick] Okay, all right.

- I need to know.
- We'll go right now, okay?

[ominous music]

[train rumbling]

- I'll go first.

You look scared.

- You made a joke.

Funny.

- What exactly is it
I'm lookin' for in here?

- Oh, the dame attached
to that finger.

- Huh?

[fly buzzing]

How you know it's a dame?

- Hey, you gonna move
in a little bit further

so you can see what's goin' on?

- Mick, please.

[growling]
[ominous music]

- What did you find?

[dog barking]

- Just a stray dog.

He's been burying his
bones up under your house.

- Yeah, that finger
coulda come from anywhere.

- I see a hole.

Looks like he's been
stuffin' his food in there.

- Look, I'll take
the dog to the pound.

- And I'll call the
sheriff about this finger.

- Everything will be back
to normal in no time.

Sound good, honey?

- Yeah, sure.

I'm gonna take Hunter
for some ice cream.

Just let me know what
the sheriff says.

- Okay, love.

- Of course.

- Are you sure you don't
want me to call the sheriff?

- It's my property.

I'll handle it.

Get goin', boy.

[animal howling]

[ominous music]

[banging]

[ominous music]
[gasping]

[heavy breathing]

[growling]

[gasping]

- [Hunter] Mom!

Mom!

- Hunter?

Mick?

It's okay.

It's okay, I'm here.

- Did you have a bad dream?

- Where were you?

- What?

- He was here.

- Ssh.

It's okay, Hunter.

- Champ, it was
just a bad dream.

- Could I sleep with you?

- Sure, kiddo.

Where were you?

- What do you mean where was I?

- Don't you dare use that shit.

What do you mean?

You know exactly
what I was asking.

Damn it, Mick.

Something is happening to us.

- Oh, something's
happening to us?

- Don't mock me.

This is happening.

Are you doing this?

- What?

- Don't touch me.

- Mags, why would I try
to scare you and Hunter?

- Because you've done it before.

- What are you talking about?

- Two Halloweens ago.

- That was Halloween.

- Shut up.

- You're losin' it, Maggie.

- Am I, Mick?

Then where were you?

- I was in my lounge.

- Get out.

- What?

- You're not spending
the night here tonight.

Get out!

[sighing]

- Mick.

- [Mick] Barry.

[bed creaking]

- Did you wanna talk about it?

- She thinks I'm some
kind of boogie man

out to scare her and Hunter.

She's petrified of me.

You know Hunter's Mom thought
the same thing about me

before she split town?

- Did you try to smooth
the situation over?

- Probably not.

- Probably not indeed.

Get some sleep.

- Believe in monsters, Barry?

- Maybe.

- Come on, Bar.

There's no such
thing as monsters.

- Sure there are.

Just depends on your definition.

- [Mick] Barry, would you
turn this shitty music off?

- [Barry] Sure, Mick.

[bird squawking]

[dog barking]

[ominous music]

[dogs barking]

- Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Somebody here?

[suspenseful music]

[phone ringing]

[whimpering]

[groaning]

Come on.

No, no.

[sobbing]

Leave me alone!

[screams]

[bird squawking]

[ominous music]

♪ Come to me, come to me

♪ Come to me, come
to me, come to me ♪

♪ Come to me, come
to me, come to me ♪

[ominous music]

- I'm sorry.

I should have been
more understanding.

I'm an idiot.

- Thank you.

- So what can I do?

I wanna make you feel safe.

- It's crossed my mind to move.

- Oh?

- I don't wanna be scared, Mick.

I don't want Hunter
to be scared.

- I get it, okay?

I do.

Why don't we start
by changing out

all the door and window locks?

- Sure.

But I'm still gonna
look for another place.

- Oh, of course.

I just, hate to lose
Barry as a landlord.

- You have such a weird
bromance with that old dude.

[laughing]

- Whatever.

You like that old dude too.

- Yes, I do.

Thanks for understanding.

Even though it took you so long.

- I love you.

I'm gonna have to
go to work now.

- Ew!

- Oh, come on.

- No, no.

- Please.

- No, if you're lucky.

Leave.

[ominous music]

[keyboard clacking]

- Hey buddy.

Mick.

How'd it go with Maggie?

[sighing]

- We might move.

- Oh no.

- Yeah, man, you're the best
damn landlord we've ever had

and she wants to move.

I mean, not to mention
that bitchin' pice of land

across the tracks.

Where else am I
gonna have access

to explosion heaven?

- Well, you will
be stayin' in town?

- Of course.

I mean, I like my job.

Or at least my boss.

- Compliments are always
appreciated, Mick.

Say, have you heard from Linda?

- Nope.

- Me neither.

She's been out
for four days now,

and no one else
had heard from her.

- That's Linda.

Her cats probably.

- Don't, Mick.

- What?

- I need you to go check on her.

- No, Barry.

You do that.

- Mick, please.

- I'll do it
tomorrow before work.

I got something
I gotta do today.

- Good enough.

- Hey, by the way.

Maggie wants to take
some pictures of Hunter.

Could I borrow one
of your cameras?

- Sure thing.

- Thanks Barry.

- [Barry] Mm-hmm.

[dramatic music]

[fuse sizzling]

[explosion snapping]

- [Mick] Cool.

[humming]

- I appreciate you
changing all the locks.

But to be honest
I'm not quite sure

if that will completely help.

- I know, but this is
my house and my property

and I want you to
feel protected.

To be honest, I don't
want you to move out.

Mick is the very best
friend I've ever had,

and I've grown fond of
you and your family.

- Back at ya, Barry.

Hey, Stace will be coming
over tomorrow around four-ish.

I'm taking Mick on
a little date time.

Just to make up
for that craziness.

But it's a secret.

Don't tell him.

- Oh, that's an excellent idea.

- Just thought, you know,

so maybe you could
keep your ears open

just in case anything
weird happens.

- Well, of course.

Got it.

- More coffee?

- Afraid not.

No, thanks.

I think I'll just head
to my little homestead.

[dance music]

♪ Come to me

[ominous music]

- Shit.

[phone ringing]

[ominous music]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[giggles]

I'm just leaving the club.

I know, baby.

I miss you already.

[giggles]

I had a good time
tonight as well.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

I am almost to my car.

[gasps]

[sobbing]

No, please.

[groaning]

[grunting]

- Do you actually work?

- You know it.

- [Barry] Mmm, mmm mmm.

- So I went by Linda's.

No answer.

Neighbor lady came out
when I was knocking.

It was the old hag.

Anyway, she said she hadn't
seen Linda since last Friday.

- Wait a minute.

Last Friday, that's when we...

- That's the night we
all went out to dinner.

I guess she never made it home.

- We've gotta report this.

- Let her family report it.

- I don't think
she has a family.

Don't tell Maggie about this.

- Oh, hell now.

From now on I talk about ice
cream cones and puppy dogs.

- Good.

I'll take care of this.

Why don't you cut out early?

Go home and be with your family.

- All right.

You have suggested that twice.

Thanks, B.

- [Barry] Mm-hmm.

- Off comes your head.

No, help, help.

Emergency, help.

Hey, help, help, help us.

[hissing]

Waterman down.

- [Maggie] We should be
back no later than nine.

- That's not a very long night.

- It's all the time we need.

- Ooh, Mrs. Hedgeworth.

Scandalous.

- Made sure he's in bed by 8:30.

He hasn't been
sleeping very well.

Might have to read to him
something light, happy.

- Yeah, sure, absolutely.

- Mr. Barry's always next
door if you need him.

- Yeah, sure.

- Be nice to Miss Stacy.

- I will.

Waterman died in the battle.

- I bet it was an epic battle.

- It was.

- [Maggie] Bye guys.

- Bye Mom.

- Bye Mrs. Hedgeworth.

[ominous music]

Now I think you need to
go around the other side.

There you go, right there.

Oh, oh there he is, there he is.

Shoot him.

There, all right.

Good job.

[ominous music]

Did you see that?

- The door does
that all the time.

- Well, I'd prefer it open.

- [Hunter] Yeah, me too.

[ominous music]

- It's just old, remember?

- Miss Stacy?

Miss Stacy.

[ominous music]

Miss Stacy.

Miss Stacy!

[glass shattering]
[gasping]

[ominous music]

- Hunter, are you okay?

The front door was open.

It was just a draft.

[suspenseful music]

Wait, wait Hunter.

Who's in the house?

What are you talking about?

- He's gonna kill us.

- [Stacy] What,
who's gonna kill us?

Why are you saying that?

- Don't leave.

- I've gotta call your parents.

[ominous music]

- [Scraper] I want
my finger back.

[growling]

- Oh, no no.

[screams]

No, Hunter!

[screams]

[suspenseful music]

[heavy breathing]

[growling]

[growling]

[fireworks cracking]

[heavy breathing]

- Please be Mom and Dad.

[ominous music]

[growling]

- Hunter!

Hunter!

Stacy!

Stacy.

Hunter.

Stacy.

Hunter!

Where are you guys?

- Gonna help me get the
rest of the stuff or what?

- They're not here.

- What?

- They're not here.

- Hunter.

- Stacy!

- Hunter.

- [Maggie] Hunter,
are you hiding?

- They probably just went
to the store or something.

- [Maggie] I'll go
through the cell.

[phone ringing]

- What the hell?

- Barry.

- What?

- Yeah, they probably
fell asleep at Barry's.

- You're right.

You know, they're either
at Barry's or the shed.

- I'm gonna go change,

and then I'll go
check at Barry's.

- All right, me too.

I'm gonna go down to the shed.

Hunter better not be messin'
with my fireworks again.

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

What the hell?

You gotta be kidding me.

Hunter.

I'm gonna kill that kid.

- Barry.

Barry.

[shrill scraping]

- Hunter.

Hunter.

[sighs]

[groaning]

Maggie!

- Barry, it's Maggie.

- [Mick] Maggie!

- Mick?

- Maggie!

[grunting]

[groans]

[growling]

[train horn blaring]

[fireworks snapping]

- [Scraper] Wait.

What about Hunter?

Don't you wanna know what
happened to your son?

- [Mick] Ssh, ssh ssh ssh ssh.

Ssh, ssh ssh ssh ssh ssh.

- [Scraper] You all will die.

[whimpering]

[growling]

- Mick, Mick, we gotta get help.

- Go, get out of here.

Go, go!

[sobbing]

[dramatic music]

[growling]

[heavy breathing]

- [Scraper] It's not your fault.

But you got too
close, my friend.

[grunting]
[groaning]

[growling]

[growling]

[groaning]

[whimpering]

[train horn blaring]

[sobbing]

- [Maggie] No.

No, no no.

No.

[gasps]

No!

[growling]

No!

[fireworks snapping]

[coughing]

No, don't.

Please.

Please.

Stop.

Oh no.

[groaning]

- [Scraper] It was
never meant to be you.

But you got in the way.

[train horn blaring]

- I don't know, ladies.

I'm just not feeling
super duper today.

I think I'm gonna cut my
scrapbooking time short.

- [Woman] Of course, Barry.

Of course.

So you don't have to
worry about cooking.

- Thank you.

I don't know what I'd
do without you ladies.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

[classical music]

[birds chirping]

- Hey.

Hi Yoshi.

Okay, okay.

[ominous music]

[heavy dark music]

[heavy metal music]

[ominous music]