The Road (2009) - full transcript
It's a post-apocalyptic world, several years after whatever the cataclysmic event, which has in turn caused frequent quakes as further potential hazards. The world is gray and getting quickly grayer as more and more things die off. A man and his pre-teen son, who was born after the apocalypse, are currently on the road, their plan to walk to the coast and head south where the man hopes there will be a more hospitable environment in which to live. The man has taught his son that they are the "good people" who have fire in their hearts, which in combination largely means that they will not resort to cannibalism to survive. The man owns a pistol with two bullets remaining, which he will use for murder/suicide of him and his son if he feels that that is a better fate for them than life in the alternative. Food and fuel are for what everyone is looking. The man has taught his son to be suspect of everyone that they may meet, these strangers who, out of desperation, may not only try to steal what they have managed to scavenge for their own survival, but may kill them as food. Although life with his father in this world is all the boy has known, he may come to his own thoughts as to what it means holistically to be one of the good or one of the bad. Meanwhile, the man occasionally has thoughts to happier times with his wife/the boy's mother before the apocalypse, as well as not as happy times with her after the apocalypse and the reason she is no longer with them.
What's happening?
- Why are you taking a bath?
- I'm not.
Shit.
We got to find a way out.
Everybody, come on.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Papa!
It's okay. It's just another earthquake.
I'm right here.
Right here. Okay.
The clocks stopped at 1:17.
There was a long shear of bright light,
then a series of low concussions.
I think it's October,
but I can't be sure.
I haven't kept a calendar for years.
Each day is more gray than the one before.
It is cold and growing colder
as the world slowly dies.
No animals have survived,
and all the crops are long gone.
Soon all the trees in the world will fall.
The roads are peopled
by refugees towing carts
and gangs carrying weapons,
looking for fuel and food.
Within a year, there
were fires on the ridges
and deranged chanting.
There has been cannibalism.
Cannibalism is the great fear.
Mostly I worry about food, always food.
Food and the cold and our shoes.
Sometimes I tell the boy old stories
of courage and justice,
difficult as they are to remember.
All I know is the child is my warrant,
and if he is not the word of God,
then God never spoke.
. . flea, you could land
on Lady Liberty's torch.
"If you flicked your
tongue like a chameleon,
"you could whip the food off your plate
"without using your hands.
"But what would your mother say?
"If you craned your neck like a crane,
"you'd have to stretch your arm way up
"to scratch your head.
"If you had eagle eyes,
you could spot a running rabbit."
Let's take a look.
There could be something here.
Corn or something.
No.
They ran out of food.
Maybe there's some hayseeds in the hayloft.
I doubt it.
It's not what you think.
They committed suicide.
Why?
You know why.
Two left. One for you, one for me.
You put it in your mouth
and you point it up,
just like I showed you.
Okay.
- Like this.
- No.
Then just pull the trigger.
You got it?
Is that okay?
Okay.
Are you hungry?
- Thanks.
- Here you go.
- I'm thirsty.
- Thirsty? Some water?
Okay. Hey.
You look pretty.
Oh, no.
No.
No, we don't have to do this.
- I don't want to do this.
- I think we do.
No, I don't want to do this.
What kind of life is this?
You got to push.
No.
Come on,
Push.
Quick! Get up!
We got to run. Go. Stay low. Go, go.
- Papa.Papa.
- Let's go.
Check those junkers over there.
Shit.
Where's your head?
- Watch the damn cars up ahead.
- Jog along beside them.
Damn it.
Don't look at them. Look at me.
You call out, you're dead.
Where you from?
Does it matter?
Where you from?
You got ammunition for those rifles?
I told you not to look over there.
What are you eating?
Whatever we can find.
Whatever you can find.
Yeah.
You ain't gonna shoot that thing.
You ain't got but two shells. Maybe one.
- And they'll hear the shot.
- Maybe, but you won't,
because it'll be through your skull and
inside your brain before you can hear it.
To hear it, you'll need a frontal lobe
and things with names like colliculus
and temporal gyrus,
but you won't have them anymore
because they'll just be soup.
You a doctor?
I'm not anything.
We got a hurt man. It'd
be worth your while.
You look at him again
and I'll shoot you in the head.
That boy looks hungry.
Why don't y'all come on to the truck?
Get you something to eat.
Ain't no need to be such a hard-ass.
You don't have anything to eat.
Come on. Let's go.
I ain't going nowhere.
You think I won't kill you?
You're wrong.
You know what I think?
I think you're chicken-shit.
You never killed a man in your life.
- Where'd that come from?
- Right there!
Who's shooting?
Let's go. Come on.
- At the tree line!
- Come on!
- The two of you, that way.
- Move quicker.
- Move!
- I think I see him. Let's go!
Over there!
You're okay. I'm right here.
Let's go.
I try to look like any
common traveling killer,
but my heart is hammering.
When it comes to the boy,
I have only one question.
Can you do it
when the time comes?
All right?
I won't let anything happen to you.
I'll take care of you.
And I'll kill anyone who touches you,
because that's my job.
You got to stop crying.
We got to go now.
We got to go find the cart.
Come on.
Take the gun.
That's all we have left.
I should've done it a long time ago.
I should've done it
when we had more bullets.
I don't know why I listened to you.
They're gonna catch up with us
and they're going to kill us.
They're gonna rape me,
and then they're gonna rape your son
and they're gonna kill us and eat us.
- Whatever it takes...
- Stop it.
- I told you...
- Stop it!
I will do anything. Anything.
Like what?
I don't even know why I ask you.
I should just go ahead
and empty every goddamn bullet
into my brain and leave you with nothing.
- That's what I should do.
- Please don't talk like that.
You're right.
There's nothing left to talk about.
My heart was ripped out of me
the night he was born.
We have to. We will survive this.
We are not gonna quit.
We're not gonna quit.
I don't want to just survive.
Don't you get it?
I don't want to.
Why won't you let me take him with me?
Don't touch it.
I would take him with me
if it weren't for you. You know that.
Listen to yourself.
You sound
crazy.
Other families are doing it.
Let's go take a bath.
Listen,
we have to talk.
That man back there...
There's not many good
guys left, that's all.
We have to watch out for the bad guys.
We have to just
keep carrying the fire.
What fire?
The fire inside you.
Are we still the good guys?
Yes, we're still the good guys.
Of course we are.
And we always will be?
No matter what happens?
Always will be.
What is it?
It's a treat for you.
Go ahead.
It's really good.
- You should have some.
- No, you drink it.
I want you to have some.
It's bubbly.
It's for you.
Come on.
I'm coming.
I'm hungry-
I know. So am I.
And we're still heading south?
Of course.
There might be food there.
Everything depends
on reaching the coast, okay?
Okay.
I wish I was with my mom.
You mean you wish you were dead?
Yeah.
You mustn't say that.
It's a bad thing to say.
I can't help it.
You have to stop thinking about her.
We both do.
How do we do that?
You did it right. You did it right.
Aren't you at least
gonna say goodbye to him?
- No.
- No?
No.
No.
- Why not?
- I can't.
Why can't you stay till morning?
Because I can't.
Can't you spend one more night with me?
- No, I have to go.
- Why?
Why do you have to go?
Why? Why do you have to go?
What am I gonna tell him?
What am I gonna tell him?
God.
You go south.
No.
You keep him warm and you go south.
You won't survive another winter here.
Why won't you help me?
Where are you going?
You can't even see out there.
I don't need to. I don't need to see.
- I'm begging...
- Don't.
- Please.
- No.
Don't.
She was gone,
and the coldness of it was her final gift.
But she died somewhere in the dark.
There is no other tale to tell.
Look, there's colors.
You want to go in?
I got you!
Come on.
Papa.
There's a reason this is locked.
Come help me.
Nothing's gonna happen.
It's okay.
What's that?
Oh, my God.
Help us. Please, will you help us?
- Help us.
- Let's go! Let's go!
Help me.
Wait! Wait!
They're taking us to the smokehouse.
Go, go!
- Stop!
- Wait!
No.
Bad guys. Bad men.
Bad men. Bad guys.
Who left this window open?
- I leave it open for the smell.
- What smell?
- You don't smell it anymore?
- Who wants a drink?
Don't waste the wine.
Yeah, it's gonna keep raining.
It's gonna rain all day.
I'm going up to change.
They're bad guys.
Bad guys.
- Take it.
- No. No.
- Take it! Take it. Take it.
- No.
Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid.
When they get hold of you, you're gonna
have to do it just like everybody else.
You have to be brave. You have to!
You know how to do it.
- You know how.
- Be right up.
Bad guys. Bad men.
What are you doing?
I'm so sorry.
Will I see you again?
When will I see you? No.
What's going on?
What the hell is that?
Hey!
Fuck!
He was out of the cellar. I pushed it over.
God damn it.
- Come on!
- Where do you think you're going?
- Hey, hold him.
- I got him!
You son of a bitch!
Hey, come on. Wake up.
Wake up. Wake up.
We got to get out of here.
- We got to go now. We got to get away.
- Get off me.
Come on.
Let's run.
Last one.
We would never eat anybody, would we?
No, of course not.
No matter how hungry we were?
Even if we were starving?
We're starving now.
Because we're the good guys.
Yes.
And we're carrying the fire.
Yes.
This way.
What is this place, Papa?
The house where I grew up.
That's me.
This is where we used to have
our Christmas tree when I was a boy.
And here's where we'd hang our stockings.
It's...
I don't think we should be doing this.
You want to wait outside?
No, wait!
- Hey!
- Wait!
Wait! Come on!
- I'm not gonna hurt you.
- Hey. Hey.
- What are you doing?
- No.
What are you doing?
- What are you doing?
- What?
- There's a little boy, Papa!
- What little boy? What are you...
- I saw a little boy!
- What the hell are you doing?
I saw a little boy.
- There's no boy. What boy?
- Get off. There is! Just like me.
- Come on.
- No!
Hey!
- Stop it! You scared the hell out of me.
- No!
- Come on, let's go. Stop it.
- I need to see him!
Hey! What the hell...
- What the hell are you doing?
- What?
- I need to!
- Why?
Just do!
Stop it.
He's right there.
I understand.
- I understand. It's okay.
- Right there.
It's gonna be all right.
He imagines how things
will be at the coast,
and that there will be
other children there.
He asks me what happened to my friends,
and I tell him they died
and that I miss them.
When I have nothing else,
I try to dream the dreams
of a child's imaginings.
Are we gonna die now?
What do you think is gonna happen?
You think we're just gonna
suddenly keel over and die?
It takes a long time
to die of starvation.
Every day is a lie,
but I am slowly dying.
That is not a lie.
I'm trying to prepare him
for the day when I'm gone.
Nothing you haven't seen before.
Papa!
Papa!
- What?
- Papa.
What's wrong?
Look.
We look skinny.
We are skinny.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
Your mother played really well.
I don't remember.
Well, that was
before.
- Don1.
- It's okay.
Please, Papa.
Please.
It's okay.
Oh, my God.
Come down here.
Come down.
What did you find?
Everything.
I found everything.
What is all this stuff?
Food.
It's food.
Here. See? Can you read the label?
"Pears."
Yes, pears.
What do you want for breakfast?
What?
Nothing.
Nothing.
Is it okay for us to take all this?
Yeah.
They'd want us to.
Shouldn't we thank them?
Yeah, go ahead.
Like this?
Thank you for
SOUP
and Cheetas.
Cheetos.
And all this stuff,
People.
That's good.
Your turn.
Thank you, people.
You like that?
We did good, didn't we, Papa?
Yeah.
Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.
What?
Don't...
Don't touch my stuff.
Okay, sorry.
Now I'll give you a treat.
- What?
- Keep your eyes closed.
How does that feel?
Shampoo.
Shampoo.
Better?
Yep.
How do I look?
What do you think?
Can I try some?
- Why?
- You won't like it.
Makes you feel funny.
You Okay?
You think I come from another world,
don't you?
Sort of.
What was that?
It sounded like a dog.
It's not a dog.
It is.
It is a dog.
If it's a dog,
it'll be with someone.
But who?
I don't know.
I'm not waiting to find out.
- Come on.
- No, I don't want to go.
It's not safe here anymore.
- But“
- We're going.
What are we gonna do with all this stuff?
We'll just have to take what we can.
You always think bad things
are gonna happen.
But we found this place.
Blankets on the cart.
I see him.
I don't have anything for you.
You can look if you want.
I got nothing.
We're not robbers.
What?
I said we're not robbers.
Well, what are you?
We're just like you.
- Well, what are you following me for?
- We're not following you.
- We've got food we could give him.
- He's not getting any food.
- He's scared, Papa.
- Everybody's scared.
Please, Papa.
All right.
Just one.
Here,
take it.
- What about a spoon?
- He's not getting a spoon.
You
pull it.
You got to
eat it. It's good.
He's hungry-
I see it.
And I know what you're gonna ask me,
and the answer is no.
What's the question?
We can't keep him.
You want to have dinner with us?
I don't know. What do I have to do?
You don't have to do anything.
- Can you walk okay?
- Yeah, I can.
- Help him.
- You help him.
I can't.
I can walk.
No, I can walk.
How old are you?
I'm 90.
Ninety, my ass.
Is that what you tell people
so they don't hurt you?
- Does it work?
- Nope.
What's your name?
- Ely.
- Ely?
What's wrong with Ely?
Don't hold his hand.
That little boy, is he your little boy?
Your son?
- Yeah.
- What's it look like?
I don't know. I can't see real good.
- Is that right?
- Yeah.
Can you see me?
No, but I can tell somebody's there.
Yeah.
- Okay.
- Good little boy. Yeah.
- Okay, time for you to go to sleep.
- No.
Yes.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Go to sleep.
Good night, son.
You can see that, can't you?
Yeah.
When I saw that boy,
I thought I'd died and he...
He was an angel.
I had a boy one time
of my own.
I never thought I'd see a child again,
never thought that would
happen to me.
He is an angel.
To me, he's a god.
But I hope that's not true.
To be on the road with
the last god like that
would be nothing
but a dangerous situation.
What happened to your son?
I can't talk about it.
Not with you, anyway.
I knew this was coming,
this or something like it.
There were warnings.
Yeah, some people thought it was a con.
I always believed in it.
Yeah.
- Did you try to get ready for it?
- What would you do?
Even if you knew what to do,
you wouldn't know what to do.
But supposing
you were the last man left alive?
How would you know that,
that you were the last man alive?
Well, I don't guess you'd know it.
You'd just be it.
Maybe God would know.
God wouldn't know what...
God wouldn't know what he knows.
If there is a God up there, he would
have turned his back on us by now.
And whoever made humanity
will find no humanity here.
No, sir. No, sir.
So beware.
Beware.
Do you ever wish you would die?
No.
It's foolish to ask for luxuries
in times like these.
- He's gonna die and you don't care.
- I care enough.
Maybe when we run out of food,
you'll have more time to think about it.
Yeah, well, you always say,
"Watch out for bad guys."
That old man wasn't a bad guy.
You can't even tell anymore.
That'll keep it safe.
- Do you know where we are?
- About 100 miles from the coast,
as the crow flies.
"As the crow flies"?
It means going in a straight line,
which we can't.
There aren't any crows, are there?
- Just in books.
- Yep, just in books.
Do you think
there could be crows somewhere?
I think it's unlikely.
Could they fly to Mars or someplace?
You know what? Let's go back.
What is it?
Let's go. Let's go. Run. Run.
Go! Go!
No. No!
Let's go.
- No!
- Let's go. Let's go. Run.
Hey! Hey! Hold on!
Stop!
In there!
Keep your head down!
It's okay. It's okay.
- It's okay.
- No!
It's okay.
It's gone now.
I had a bad dream.
Stop.
Stop.
I tell him, "When you dream
about bad things happening,
"it shows you're still fighting.
You're still alive.
"It's when you start
to dream about good things
"that you should start to worry."
Here?
No,
we're closer than you think.
That's us,
and this is all the sea.
This?
Is it blue?
The sea?
I don't know,
used to be.
Wait.
I'm sorry it's not blue.
We'll be all right.
We'll just keep heading south.
What's on the other side?
Nothing.
There has to be something.
Maybe there's a father
and his little boy,
and they're sitting on a beach, too.
You all right?
- What is it? What is it?
- I don't feel too...
Jesus!
You're burning up.
Sorry.
It's okay. You didn't do anything wrong.
I'm right here.
I'm right here.
Can I ask you a question?
Of course.
What would you do if I died?
If you died,
I'd want to die, too.
So you could be with me?
Yeah,
so I could be with you.
What are you doing?
I'm going out to that boat.
What are you gonna do?
See what I can find for us.
Here. You keep a good lookout.
Okay?
Okay.
Stay warm.
Hey! What the hell happened?
- I'm sorry!
- They took everything!
Our food,
my shoes.
Son of a bitch!
- It's okay. Listen, it's okay.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- I didn't mean to.
- It's okay.
- I fell asleep.
Listen, don't lose heart.
We're gonna get it back.
Get away from the cart. Put the knife down.
Fuck you. I ain't putting down shit.
- God damn you.
- Papa, please don't kill the man!
Please.
All right.
All right, I done what you said.
- Please, Papa.
- Listen to the boy.
- How long you been following us?
- Following you?
- How long?
- Nobody been fucking following you.
I saw the cart in the sand, just took it,
that's all. I ain't touch the boy.
- Take your clothes off.
- No.
- Take them off! Every goddamn stitch.
- You don't want to do this.
- Do it.
- All right. All right. All right.
- Just take it easy.
- I'll kill you.
Right where you stand.
I don't want no trouble.
Please, mister.
You ain't got to do this.
And the shoes. Throw them in the cart.
Throw them in the cart!
Do it.
You ain't got to do this to me, man.
You ain't got to do me like this.
- You didn't mind doing it to us.
- I'm begging.
- I'm begging, please.
- Papa!
Listen to the boy, man.
I is starving.
You'd have done the same thing.
I'll die out here.
I'm gonna die out here, man.
I'm gonna leave you just
the way you left us.
Help me pull the cart.
Pull the cart!
What do you think would've happened
if we hadn't caught him?
- You've got to learn.
- I don't want to learn!
I'm not gonna be around forever!
Sooner or later,
you're gonna have to look after yourself.
Help me with the goddamn cart!
Would you stop sulking?
He's gone.
- He's not gone.
- What do you want me to do?
Just help him, Papa.
Just help him.
He's just hungry.
He's gonna die.
He's gonna die anyway.
He was so scared.
I'm scared. You understand?
I'm scared.
You're not the one that has to worry
about everything.
I am so.
What? What'd you say?
Yes, I am!
I am the one!
Okay?
Okay.
Help me push.
Hello?
Hello?
Papa.
- What? What do you got there?
- Look.
- What is it?
- It's a beetle.
Look.
Get down!
Papa!
Son of a bitch!
Cock-sucking motherfucker!
Who else is here?
You piece of shit!
Why are you following us?
We weren't following anybody.
You were following us.
Right there.
Right there. Right there.
Fuck.
Wait.
Wait.
Wait.
No.
We have to leave it.
I can't do it anymore.
If I were God,
I would've made the world just so,
and no different.
And so I have you.
I have you.
You're okay.
You're okay.
Don't get too comfortable here.
You need to keep going.
You don't know
what might be down the road.
No.
No, you're gonna be okay, Papa.
- You have to.
- This has been a long time coming.
Just keep... Just keep going south.
Do everything the way we did it.
Keep the gun
with you, always.
Don't let anyone take it from you.
You need to find the good guys,
but you can't take any chances.
You hear me?
But I want to be with you.
I want to be with you, too,
but I can't.
You have to... You have to let me go.
No.
Just take me with you,
please.
I thought I could.
- Please, Papa.
- I can't do it.
What should I do?
Just hold my hand.
You said you wouldn't leave me.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Oh, my boy.
My boy.
You have my whole heart.
You always did.
Papa.
No.
Papa.
Papa.
Where's that man you were with?
Is he your father?
Yes, he was my papa.
I think maybe you should come with me.
Are you one of the good guys?
Yeah, I'm one of the good guys.
Why don't you put that pistol away?
I'm not supposed to let anyone
take it from me, no matter what.
I don't want your pistol,
I just don't want you pointing it at me.
You see, you got two choices here.
You can stay here with your papa
or you can go with me.
If you stay here,
you need to keep off the road.
How do I know you're one of the good guys?
You don't. You'll just have to take a shot.
Do you have any kids?
Yes, we do.
Do you have a little boy?
We have a little boy and a little girl.
How old is he?
About your age, maybe a little older.
And you didn't eat them?
No.
So, you don't eat people?
No, we don't eat people.
And
are you carrying the fire?
Am I what?
Carrying the fire.
You're kind of weirded
out, aren't you, kid?
Well, are you?
Yeah, I'm carrying the fire.
And I can come with you?
Yes, you can.
I'll talk to you every day.
And I won't forget,
no matter what.
No matter what, Papa.
I'm so glad to see you.
We were following you. Did you know that?
We saw you with your papa.
I'm so lucky.
I was so worried about you,
and now we don't have to worry
about a thing.
How's that sound? ls that okay?
Okay.
- Why are you taking a bath?
- I'm not.
Shit.
We got to find a way out.
Everybody, come on.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Papa!
It's okay. It's just another earthquake.
I'm right here.
Right here. Okay.
The clocks stopped at 1:17.
There was a long shear of bright light,
then a series of low concussions.
I think it's October,
but I can't be sure.
I haven't kept a calendar for years.
Each day is more gray than the one before.
It is cold and growing colder
as the world slowly dies.
No animals have survived,
and all the crops are long gone.
Soon all the trees in the world will fall.
The roads are peopled
by refugees towing carts
and gangs carrying weapons,
looking for fuel and food.
Within a year, there
were fires on the ridges
and deranged chanting.
There has been cannibalism.
Cannibalism is the great fear.
Mostly I worry about food, always food.
Food and the cold and our shoes.
Sometimes I tell the boy old stories
of courage and justice,
difficult as they are to remember.
All I know is the child is my warrant,
and if he is not the word of God,
then God never spoke.
. . flea, you could land
on Lady Liberty's torch.
"If you flicked your
tongue like a chameleon,
"you could whip the food off your plate
"without using your hands.
"But what would your mother say?
"If you craned your neck like a crane,
"you'd have to stretch your arm way up
"to scratch your head.
"If you had eagle eyes,
you could spot a running rabbit."
Let's take a look.
There could be something here.
Corn or something.
No.
They ran out of food.
Maybe there's some hayseeds in the hayloft.
I doubt it.
It's not what you think.
They committed suicide.
Why?
You know why.
Two left. One for you, one for me.
You put it in your mouth
and you point it up,
just like I showed you.
Okay.
- Like this.
- No.
Then just pull the trigger.
You got it?
Is that okay?
Okay.
Are you hungry?
- Thanks.
- Here you go.
- I'm thirsty.
- Thirsty? Some water?
Okay. Hey.
You look pretty.
Oh, no.
No.
No, we don't have to do this.
- I don't want to do this.
- I think we do.
No, I don't want to do this.
What kind of life is this?
You got to push.
No.
Come on,
Push.
Quick! Get up!
We got to run. Go. Stay low. Go, go.
- Papa.Papa.
- Let's go.
Check those junkers over there.
Shit.
Where's your head?
- Watch the damn cars up ahead.
- Jog along beside them.
Damn it.
Don't look at them. Look at me.
You call out, you're dead.
Where you from?
Does it matter?
Where you from?
You got ammunition for those rifles?
I told you not to look over there.
What are you eating?
Whatever we can find.
Whatever you can find.
Yeah.
You ain't gonna shoot that thing.
You ain't got but two shells. Maybe one.
- And they'll hear the shot.
- Maybe, but you won't,
because it'll be through your skull and
inside your brain before you can hear it.
To hear it, you'll need a frontal lobe
and things with names like colliculus
and temporal gyrus,
but you won't have them anymore
because they'll just be soup.
You a doctor?
I'm not anything.
We got a hurt man. It'd
be worth your while.
You look at him again
and I'll shoot you in the head.
That boy looks hungry.
Why don't y'all come on to the truck?
Get you something to eat.
Ain't no need to be such a hard-ass.
You don't have anything to eat.
Come on. Let's go.
I ain't going nowhere.
You think I won't kill you?
You're wrong.
You know what I think?
I think you're chicken-shit.
You never killed a man in your life.
- Where'd that come from?
- Right there!
Who's shooting?
Let's go. Come on.
- At the tree line!
- Come on!
- The two of you, that way.
- Move quicker.
- Move!
- I think I see him. Let's go!
Over there!
You're okay. I'm right here.
Let's go.
I try to look like any
common traveling killer,
but my heart is hammering.
When it comes to the boy,
I have only one question.
Can you do it
when the time comes?
All right?
I won't let anything happen to you.
I'll take care of you.
And I'll kill anyone who touches you,
because that's my job.
You got to stop crying.
We got to go now.
We got to go find the cart.
Come on.
Take the gun.
That's all we have left.
I should've done it a long time ago.
I should've done it
when we had more bullets.
I don't know why I listened to you.
They're gonna catch up with us
and they're going to kill us.
They're gonna rape me,
and then they're gonna rape your son
and they're gonna kill us and eat us.
- Whatever it takes...
- Stop it.
- I told you...
- Stop it!
I will do anything. Anything.
Like what?
I don't even know why I ask you.
I should just go ahead
and empty every goddamn bullet
into my brain and leave you with nothing.
- That's what I should do.
- Please don't talk like that.
You're right.
There's nothing left to talk about.
My heart was ripped out of me
the night he was born.
We have to. We will survive this.
We are not gonna quit.
We're not gonna quit.
I don't want to just survive.
Don't you get it?
I don't want to.
Why won't you let me take him with me?
Don't touch it.
I would take him with me
if it weren't for you. You know that.
Listen to yourself.
You sound
crazy.
Other families are doing it.
Let's go take a bath.
Listen,
we have to talk.
That man back there...
There's not many good
guys left, that's all.
We have to watch out for the bad guys.
We have to just
keep carrying the fire.
What fire?
The fire inside you.
Are we still the good guys?
Yes, we're still the good guys.
Of course we are.
And we always will be?
No matter what happens?
Always will be.
What is it?
It's a treat for you.
Go ahead.
It's really good.
- You should have some.
- No, you drink it.
I want you to have some.
It's bubbly.
It's for you.
Come on.
I'm coming.
I'm hungry-
I know. So am I.
And we're still heading south?
Of course.
There might be food there.
Everything depends
on reaching the coast, okay?
Okay.
I wish I was with my mom.
You mean you wish you were dead?
Yeah.
You mustn't say that.
It's a bad thing to say.
I can't help it.
You have to stop thinking about her.
We both do.
How do we do that?
You did it right. You did it right.
Aren't you at least
gonna say goodbye to him?
- No.
- No?
No.
No.
- Why not?
- I can't.
Why can't you stay till morning?
Because I can't.
Can't you spend one more night with me?
- No, I have to go.
- Why?
Why do you have to go?
Why? Why do you have to go?
What am I gonna tell him?
What am I gonna tell him?
God.
You go south.
No.
You keep him warm and you go south.
You won't survive another winter here.
Why won't you help me?
Where are you going?
You can't even see out there.
I don't need to. I don't need to see.
- I'm begging...
- Don't.
- Please.
- No.
Don't.
She was gone,
and the coldness of it was her final gift.
But she died somewhere in the dark.
There is no other tale to tell.
Look, there's colors.
You want to go in?
I got you!
Come on.
Papa.
There's a reason this is locked.
Come help me.
Nothing's gonna happen.
It's okay.
What's that?
Oh, my God.
Help us. Please, will you help us?
- Help us.
- Let's go! Let's go!
Help me.
Wait! Wait!
They're taking us to the smokehouse.
Go, go!
- Stop!
- Wait!
No.
Bad guys. Bad men.
Bad men. Bad guys.
Who left this window open?
- I leave it open for the smell.
- What smell?
- You don't smell it anymore?
- Who wants a drink?
Don't waste the wine.
Yeah, it's gonna keep raining.
It's gonna rain all day.
I'm going up to change.
They're bad guys.
Bad guys.
- Take it.
- No. No.
- Take it! Take it. Take it.
- No.
Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid.
When they get hold of you, you're gonna
have to do it just like everybody else.
You have to be brave. You have to!
You know how to do it.
- You know how.
- Be right up.
Bad guys. Bad men.
What are you doing?
I'm so sorry.
Will I see you again?
When will I see you? No.
What's going on?
What the hell is that?
Hey!
Fuck!
He was out of the cellar. I pushed it over.
God damn it.
- Come on!
- Where do you think you're going?
- Hey, hold him.
- I got him!
You son of a bitch!
Hey, come on. Wake up.
Wake up. Wake up.
We got to get out of here.
- We got to go now. We got to get away.
- Get off me.
Come on.
Let's run.
Last one.
We would never eat anybody, would we?
No, of course not.
No matter how hungry we were?
Even if we were starving?
We're starving now.
Because we're the good guys.
Yes.
And we're carrying the fire.
Yes.
This way.
What is this place, Papa?
The house where I grew up.
That's me.
This is where we used to have
our Christmas tree when I was a boy.
And here's where we'd hang our stockings.
It's...
I don't think we should be doing this.
You want to wait outside?
No, wait!
- Hey!
- Wait!
Wait! Come on!
- I'm not gonna hurt you.
- Hey. Hey.
- What are you doing?
- No.
What are you doing?
- What are you doing?
- What?
- There's a little boy, Papa!
- What little boy? What are you...
- I saw a little boy!
- What the hell are you doing?
I saw a little boy.
- There's no boy. What boy?
- Get off. There is! Just like me.
- Come on.
- No!
Hey!
- Stop it! You scared the hell out of me.
- No!
- Come on, let's go. Stop it.
- I need to see him!
Hey! What the hell...
- What the hell are you doing?
- What?
- I need to!
- Why?
Just do!
Stop it.
He's right there.
I understand.
- I understand. It's okay.
- Right there.
It's gonna be all right.
He imagines how things
will be at the coast,
and that there will be
other children there.
He asks me what happened to my friends,
and I tell him they died
and that I miss them.
When I have nothing else,
I try to dream the dreams
of a child's imaginings.
Are we gonna die now?
What do you think is gonna happen?
You think we're just gonna
suddenly keel over and die?
It takes a long time
to die of starvation.
Every day is a lie,
but I am slowly dying.
That is not a lie.
I'm trying to prepare him
for the day when I'm gone.
Nothing you haven't seen before.
Papa!
Papa!
- What?
- Papa.
What's wrong?
Look.
We look skinny.
We are skinny.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
Your mother played really well.
I don't remember.
Well, that was
before.
- Don1.
- It's okay.
Please, Papa.
Please.
It's okay.
Oh, my God.
Come down here.
Come down.
What did you find?
Everything.
I found everything.
What is all this stuff?
Food.
It's food.
Here. See? Can you read the label?
"Pears."
Yes, pears.
What do you want for breakfast?
What?
Nothing.
Nothing.
Is it okay for us to take all this?
Yeah.
They'd want us to.
Shouldn't we thank them?
Yeah, go ahead.
Like this?
Thank you for
SOUP
and Cheetas.
Cheetos.
And all this stuff,
People.
That's good.
Your turn.
Thank you, people.
You like that?
We did good, didn't we, Papa?
Yeah.
Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.
What?
Don't...
Don't touch my stuff.
Okay, sorry.
Now I'll give you a treat.
- What?
- Keep your eyes closed.
How does that feel?
Shampoo.
Shampoo.
Better?
Yep.
How do I look?
What do you think?
Can I try some?
- Why?
- You won't like it.
Makes you feel funny.
You Okay?
You think I come from another world,
don't you?
Sort of.
What was that?
It sounded like a dog.
It's not a dog.
It is.
It is a dog.
If it's a dog,
it'll be with someone.
But who?
I don't know.
I'm not waiting to find out.
- Come on.
- No, I don't want to go.
It's not safe here anymore.
- But“
- We're going.
What are we gonna do with all this stuff?
We'll just have to take what we can.
You always think bad things
are gonna happen.
But we found this place.
Blankets on the cart.
I see him.
I don't have anything for you.
You can look if you want.
I got nothing.
We're not robbers.
What?
I said we're not robbers.
Well, what are you?
We're just like you.
- Well, what are you following me for?
- We're not following you.
- We've got food we could give him.
- He's not getting any food.
- He's scared, Papa.
- Everybody's scared.
Please, Papa.
All right.
Just one.
Here,
take it.
- What about a spoon?
- He's not getting a spoon.
You
pull it.
You got to
eat it. It's good.
He's hungry-
I see it.
And I know what you're gonna ask me,
and the answer is no.
What's the question?
We can't keep him.
You want to have dinner with us?
I don't know. What do I have to do?
You don't have to do anything.
- Can you walk okay?
- Yeah, I can.
- Help him.
- You help him.
I can't.
I can walk.
No, I can walk.
How old are you?
I'm 90.
Ninety, my ass.
Is that what you tell people
so they don't hurt you?
- Does it work?
- Nope.
What's your name?
- Ely.
- Ely?
What's wrong with Ely?
Don't hold his hand.
That little boy, is he your little boy?
Your son?
- Yeah.
- What's it look like?
I don't know. I can't see real good.
- Is that right?
- Yeah.
Can you see me?
No, but I can tell somebody's there.
Yeah.
- Okay.
- Good little boy. Yeah.
- Okay, time for you to go to sleep.
- No.
Yes.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Go to sleep.
Good night, son.
You can see that, can't you?
Yeah.
When I saw that boy,
I thought I'd died and he...
He was an angel.
I had a boy one time
of my own.
I never thought I'd see a child again,
never thought that would
happen to me.
He is an angel.
To me, he's a god.
But I hope that's not true.
To be on the road with
the last god like that
would be nothing
but a dangerous situation.
What happened to your son?
I can't talk about it.
Not with you, anyway.
I knew this was coming,
this or something like it.
There were warnings.
Yeah, some people thought it was a con.
I always believed in it.
Yeah.
- Did you try to get ready for it?
- What would you do?
Even if you knew what to do,
you wouldn't know what to do.
But supposing
you were the last man left alive?
How would you know that,
that you were the last man alive?
Well, I don't guess you'd know it.
You'd just be it.
Maybe God would know.
God wouldn't know what...
God wouldn't know what he knows.
If there is a God up there, he would
have turned his back on us by now.
And whoever made humanity
will find no humanity here.
No, sir. No, sir.
So beware.
Beware.
Do you ever wish you would die?
No.
It's foolish to ask for luxuries
in times like these.
- He's gonna die and you don't care.
- I care enough.
Maybe when we run out of food,
you'll have more time to think about it.
Yeah, well, you always say,
"Watch out for bad guys."
That old man wasn't a bad guy.
You can't even tell anymore.
That'll keep it safe.
- Do you know where we are?
- About 100 miles from the coast,
as the crow flies.
"As the crow flies"?
It means going in a straight line,
which we can't.
There aren't any crows, are there?
- Just in books.
- Yep, just in books.
Do you think
there could be crows somewhere?
I think it's unlikely.
Could they fly to Mars or someplace?
You know what? Let's go back.
What is it?
Let's go. Let's go. Run. Run.
Go! Go!
No. No!
Let's go.
- No!
- Let's go. Let's go. Run.
Hey! Hey! Hold on!
Stop!
In there!
Keep your head down!
It's okay. It's okay.
- It's okay.
- No!
It's okay.
It's gone now.
I had a bad dream.
Stop.
Stop.
I tell him, "When you dream
about bad things happening,
"it shows you're still fighting.
You're still alive.
"It's when you start
to dream about good things
"that you should start to worry."
Here?
No,
we're closer than you think.
That's us,
and this is all the sea.
This?
Is it blue?
The sea?
I don't know,
used to be.
Wait.
I'm sorry it's not blue.
We'll be all right.
We'll just keep heading south.
What's on the other side?
Nothing.
There has to be something.
Maybe there's a father
and his little boy,
and they're sitting on a beach, too.
You all right?
- What is it? What is it?
- I don't feel too...
Jesus!
You're burning up.
Sorry.
It's okay. You didn't do anything wrong.
I'm right here.
I'm right here.
Can I ask you a question?
Of course.
What would you do if I died?
If you died,
I'd want to die, too.
So you could be with me?
Yeah,
so I could be with you.
What are you doing?
I'm going out to that boat.
What are you gonna do?
See what I can find for us.
Here. You keep a good lookout.
Okay?
Okay.
Stay warm.
Hey! What the hell happened?
- I'm sorry!
- They took everything!
Our food,
my shoes.
Son of a bitch!
- It's okay. Listen, it's okay.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- I didn't mean to.
- It's okay.
- I fell asleep.
Listen, don't lose heart.
We're gonna get it back.
Get away from the cart. Put the knife down.
Fuck you. I ain't putting down shit.
- God damn you.
- Papa, please don't kill the man!
Please.
All right.
All right, I done what you said.
- Please, Papa.
- Listen to the boy.
- How long you been following us?
- Following you?
- How long?
- Nobody been fucking following you.
I saw the cart in the sand, just took it,
that's all. I ain't touch the boy.
- Take your clothes off.
- No.
- Take them off! Every goddamn stitch.
- You don't want to do this.
- Do it.
- All right. All right. All right.
- Just take it easy.
- I'll kill you.
Right where you stand.
I don't want no trouble.
Please, mister.
You ain't got to do this.
And the shoes. Throw them in the cart.
Throw them in the cart!
Do it.
You ain't got to do this to me, man.
You ain't got to do me like this.
- You didn't mind doing it to us.
- I'm begging.
- I'm begging, please.
- Papa!
Listen to the boy, man.
I is starving.
You'd have done the same thing.
I'll die out here.
I'm gonna die out here, man.
I'm gonna leave you just
the way you left us.
Help me pull the cart.
Pull the cart!
What do you think would've happened
if we hadn't caught him?
- You've got to learn.
- I don't want to learn!
I'm not gonna be around forever!
Sooner or later,
you're gonna have to look after yourself.
Help me with the goddamn cart!
Would you stop sulking?
He's gone.
- He's not gone.
- What do you want me to do?
Just help him, Papa.
Just help him.
He's just hungry.
He's gonna die.
He's gonna die anyway.
He was so scared.
I'm scared. You understand?
I'm scared.
You're not the one that has to worry
about everything.
I am so.
What? What'd you say?
Yes, I am!
I am the one!
Okay?
Okay.
Help me push.
Hello?
Hello?
Papa.
- What? What do you got there?
- Look.
- What is it?
- It's a beetle.
Look.
Get down!
Papa!
Son of a bitch!
Cock-sucking motherfucker!
Who else is here?
You piece of shit!
Why are you following us?
We weren't following anybody.
You were following us.
Right there.
Right there. Right there.
Fuck.
Wait.
Wait.
Wait.
No.
We have to leave it.
I can't do it anymore.
If I were God,
I would've made the world just so,
and no different.
And so I have you.
I have you.
You're okay.
You're okay.
Don't get too comfortable here.
You need to keep going.
You don't know
what might be down the road.
No.
No, you're gonna be okay, Papa.
- You have to.
- This has been a long time coming.
Just keep... Just keep going south.
Do everything the way we did it.
Keep the gun
with you, always.
Don't let anyone take it from you.
You need to find the good guys,
but you can't take any chances.
You hear me?
But I want to be with you.
I want to be with you, too,
but I can't.
You have to... You have to let me go.
No.
Just take me with you,
please.
I thought I could.
- Please, Papa.
- I can't do it.
What should I do?
Just hold my hand.
You said you wouldn't leave me.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Oh, my boy.
My boy.
You have my whole heart.
You always did.
Papa.
No.
Papa.
Papa.
Where's that man you were with?
Is he your father?
Yes, he was my papa.
I think maybe you should come with me.
Are you one of the good guys?
Yeah, I'm one of the good guys.
Why don't you put that pistol away?
I'm not supposed to let anyone
take it from me, no matter what.
I don't want your pistol,
I just don't want you pointing it at me.
You see, you got two choices here.
You can stay here with your papa
or you can go with me.
If you stay here,
you need to keep off the road.
How do I know you're one of the good guys?
You don't. You'll just have to take a shot.
Do you have any kids?
Yes, we do.
Do you have a little boy?
We have a little boy and a little girl.
How old is he?
About your age, maybe a little older.
And you didn't eat them?
No.
So, you don't eat people?
No, we don't eat people.
And
are you carrying the fire?
Am I what?
Carrying the fire.
You're kind of weirded
out, aren't you, kid?
Well, are you?
Yeah, I'm carrying the fire.
And I can come with you?
Yes, you can.
I'll talk to you every day.
And I won't forget,
no matter what.
No matter what, Papa.
I'm so glad to see you.
We were following you. Did you know that?
We saw you with your papa.
I'm so lucky.
I was so worried about you,
and now we don't have to worry
about a thing.
How's that sound? ls that okay?
Okay.