Wind Chill (2007) - full transcript

A couple of college students known only as the Girl and the Guy are traveling home to Delaware the day before Christmas Eve. They're on a frozen road that the Guy is convinced is a scenic short-cut. In the middle of nowhere in below freezing conditions they are run off the road by a hit and runner. They soon realize they're caught in a supernatural bubble where a crime from 1953 is doomed to repeat itself, year after year threatening new victims. The Guy attempts to walk back to the last petrol station but his wounds from the crash are worse than he let on.

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(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

(SIGHING)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(BELL TOLLING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Jerk.

Wind Chill (2007)

Hey.

Do you think you could have parked
any further from the entrance?

Yeah, well, there were still
some cars when I got here. So...



Right.

I thought we were going to get an
early start and stay out of the snow.

What time is it?

It's a quarter after 3:00.

I'm sorry, you should
have just left without me.

That's what I would have done.

(GRUNTING)

I'm kind of getting kicked
out of my apartment, so...

Okay, well, there's no room.

Oh, no, no, no.

Why don't you just get the engine
started and put the heat on, okay?

And I can handle this.

You sure you can...
Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

(SIGHING)



(ENGINE STARTING)

Whoa, hang on, hang on.
It sticks sometimes.

(SIGHING)

(COUGHING)

What's wrong with this thing?

That's as far up as it goes.

(SIGHING)

GIRL: Oh, it's fine.
I was two hours late.

(GIGGLING)

Good start.

Well, tell me about it,

I'm supposed to be
sitting on a beach in Cabo.

He said we should see other people,
which is original.

I'm not. I mean, I'm just not.
I couldn't care less.

No, no, it's been about an hour.

Are you kidding?
I'm bored to tears.

We're still on the highway
for another five hours.

How should I know?
All the highways look exactly alike.

Hey. What?

Oh, somebody is upset.

Who do you think?
My ride.

Careful.

Would you get a look
at that face, moody?

What?

If I have to drive,
you have to talk to me.

What, I'm the in-flight
entertainment?

That's how this ride
sharing thing works, okay?

Really?
Division of labour.

We split everything 50-50.

Oh, well, I got news for you.

I don't get much more entertaining
than when I'm on the phone.

So, you're from Wilmington, right?

Yeah.

Where did you go to school?

St Vitus Academy.

St Vitus?
I never heard of that.

You're acquainted with
every school in the area?

Pretty much, yeah.

Yeah, well, even the Catholic ones?
'Cause that's where I went to school.

St Vitus Academy for Catholic boys.

(SNICKERING)

We had a class together, you know.

Intro to modern philosophy.

What? There was like a million people
in that class. It was like Woodstock.

You ever see so many
Eastern-religion types?

(GIGGLING)

What's your major?

Eastern Religions.

(GIGGLING)

So, you aren't majoring
in philosophy?

No, why?

I don't know, I just assumed
that you were...

Oh, yeah, well, try engineering.

I only took philosophy because
I needed a humanities credit

and I heard it was an easy A.

What did you put for that
last question on the final?

Nietzsche's theory
of eternal recurrence?

Yeah, like reincarnation, right?

No, they're actually
not the same thing.

Damn.

Reincarnation is when you come back
as something different

and eternal recurrence is when you
live the same life over and over again.

"The eternal hourglass of existence is
turned over and over, and you with it,"

"a grain of dust."

(MUTTERING)

High school and philosophy,

that pretty much covers
everything, don't you think?

I guess that concludes the entertainment
portion of today's flight.

(DECK THE HALLS PLAYING)

The next gas station you see, do me
a favour and pull over. I got to pee.

Yeah, okay, I'll keep my eyes peeled.

What?

No, it's that phrase,
keeping your eyes peeled.

(SNORTING)

I just find it creepy, you know.

Yeah, it is sort of.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Speaking of peeling eyeballs,

did you know that's how they
do that corrective eye surgery?

Yeah, they use a laser.

Yeah, they do, but there's
also peeling involved.

I saw it on Discovery Health.

You know, if more people knew
about the whole peeling part,

they might think twice
before going under the knife.

It's a laser, they use a laser.

I'm having corrective
eye surgery over the break.

Why? Why do you...

Because I hate wearing
my glasses, okay?

But they look so good on you.

How would you know?
I never wear them outside my dorm.

Hey, here's your gas station.

(CLEARING THROAT)

(KNOCKING)

What?
I thought you had to pee.

Yeah, but I didn't expect us
to find a bathroom so soon.

My nails aren't dry.

Oh.

Well...
It's fine, they'll be dry any second.

If you want, I can carry you.
I'll just...

You're not carrying me.
No, no, no, trust me.

I'm good at this, okay?
I'm good at this. Give me a break.

What the hell are you...
Here you go, just...

For Christ's sake!

You're going to be thanking me, okay?
Just wrap your arms around me.

Wait!
Lift up...

Oh, my God!

There we go.
Okay, now shut the door.

This is sick.

No, no, this is good, right?

This is good.

(GRUNTING)

There you go.

Grab the door.
You see that? It's in there.

(PANTING)

Thanks. That's sweet.

Put me down.
You can put me down now.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SHIVERING)

Sir, is there a bathroom?

Is there a bathroom?

Yeah, it's right through there.

(QUIET CHATTERING)

(FLUSHING)

(CLANKING)

Oh, great.

(SIGHING)

Come on.

Piece of shit, come on.

Hey!

Hey, I'm locked in here!

Hey!

(INDISTINCT VOICES CHATTERING)

Hey, can...

Can anybody hear me?
I'm locked in!

(MAN TALKING)

Hey, I'm locked in!

How could you not hear me?

Christ! Come on.

(SIGHING)

Hey. Hey, didn't you just
hear me banging in there?

When?

Oh, is that funny to you, me locked in?
You think that's funny?

What are you talking about?
Locked in where?

You're telling me, you didn't just hear me
banging on the door? I could hear you.

Listen, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Forget it. It doesn't even matter.
Let's just get on the road.

Remember, the highway's
your best bet.

Don't worry about it, man.
I got it all covered.

Are we lost or something?

No, I've done this
drive a million times.

What's that for?
It's my half of the gas.

No, it's fine. It's fine. No.

Come on...

What do you mean?
"This is how ride sharing works."

"Division of labour.
We split everything 50-50."

Come on, take the money.

I don't take money from friends.

(SIGHING)

What the hell is this?

It's a scenic detour.
Get back on the highway.

Look, would you just... No,
I mean it, get back on the highway.

Calm down.
You don't know where you're going.

All right, will you chill?
It looks interesting.

No, I won't chill,
get back on the highway.

This is not going to happen.

Look, relax, okay?
It's a shortcut.

We'll be back on
the highway in no time.

(STATIC HISSING ON RADIO)

Yeah, well,
there's no radio station...

You're not going to get
a signal, we're in a valley.

FM radio waves travel in a straight line,
they can't penetrate the big hills.

Try AM.

Where were you when I was
flunking freshman physics?

(SIGHING)

So, does your family do the whole
traditional family Christmas?

Yeah.

You?

No, my grandparents are Dutch,

so I was raised on salted
liquorice and Sinterklaas.

How is that different
from regular Santa Claus?

Well, instead of the North Pole,
he lives in Spain.

And instead of elves, he's got
this enforcer named Black Pete.

So, he's basically like your
Santa Claus, only scarier.

(CHUCKLES)

That's charming.

So, come on, what's
your Christmas like?

Christmas is like me racing back
and forth between Mom and Dad,

who split in my freshman year.
So...

Two turkey dinners, two trees,

two sets of presents
to return for store credit.

I can normally deal,

but this year Mom decided to rent
a condo at the beach, which is like...

Which is like, what, two hours away?

I don't know, the beach can be
sort of nice in the winter.

Romantic.

You a Rehoboth Beach family
or Stone Harbor?

Stone Harbor.

Yeah, we always went to Rehoboth.

I was just jealous of all my friends

who got to spend summers
at the Jersey shore.

Yeah, me, too.

Stone Harbor is the Jersey shore.

Yeah.
You know that, right?

No, no, I know where it is.

You're not from Delaware, are you?

No. It's complicated.

Who are you?

What are you talking about?
I am...

What the hell's going on here?

Nothing's going on.

GIRL: Yeah,
what the hell's going on here?

Will you just calm down, okay?

No, you're freaking me out.

I can explain. It's...

Well, you explain.
I don't get any of this.

GIRL: Watch out.

Do you have the lights on?
He doesn't even see us.

GUY: Well, how can he not see us?

Pull over!
Let the asshole go by.

Where do you want me to pull
over? There's no shoulder.

I don't know. Slow down!
He's not stopping!

Hold on! Hold on!

(ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS
TREE PLAYING)

(SIGHING)

(MOANING)

(SHIVERING)
Come on.

Come on. Please.

Come on.

(SIGHING)

What are you doing?

Just calling 9-1-1.
I've been trying to call 9-1-1.

Any luck?

I can't get a signal.

(SHIVERING)

What about yours?

I don't have a cell.

How can you not have a cell?

(SHIVERING)

How are you doing?

You all right?

I'm fine.

How about you?

I don't know. I think I...

I think I hit my head.

So what happened to the...

What happened to the guy?

I don't know. He just decided
to hit and run, I guess.

Yeah, but...

But where's...

Where's his tyre tracks?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Hello!

Is anybody down there?

Anyone?

I guess we go back to the car,
see how bad we're stuck.

All right, why don't I...

Why don't you get in there
and steer and I'll push, okay?

Go ahead, start it up.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Yeah, give it gas.

Come on.
Okay, give it more gas.

More gas, more gas!

(GRUNTING)

More gas, more gas!

(GRUNTING)

Okay, okay, stop.

(COUGHING)

(GROANING)

Open up.

Can you pop the lock?

Come on, it's freezing out here.

Well, better get used to it, asshole.

What the hell is wrong with you?
What did I do?

You drove us here.

That's what you did. What the hell
did you think you were doing?

I thought I was driving you home.
What are you talking about?

You're not driving me home,
you don't live near my home,

and this piece of shit
isn't driving anywhere.

Now, what are we doing here?

Why did you get off the highway?

Look, I told you, okay?

This is a shortcut, all right?
Oh, come on.

Anyway, you're the one who said she was
so bored driving on the highway.

I was. I was bored.

Well,
this used to be called Scenic 606

because there's an amazing
view of the valley out here.

You've never been here before so
don't pretend you knew it's a shortcut,

and there's an amazing view of shit
because it's pitch black out.

Okay, so let me get this straight.

You think I intentionally arranged
for us to get stranded out here?

I don't know!

Look, it was an accident,
God damn it!

You saw the other guy.
You think he was in on it, too, huh?

Maybe, maybe!
You're crazy.

I'm crazy?

Yes!

You know what? While you were
supposedly unconscious,

I got through to a friend's voicemail
and I'm sure she's called the cops by now.

Would you listen to yourself? What
kind of a psycho do you think I am?

Exactly!

(SIGHING)

All right, look,

I'm going to head back
to the gas station, okay?

I'm going to go back there for help.

You should be fine. You've got
the radio, you've got the heater.

But I really think you should
consider coming with me.

Yeah, I bet you do.

All right, fine, whatever.

Look, if you start to feel
cold and you feel a draught

and you want to patch this,
I keep some duct tape in the back.

I bet you do!

(SIGHING)

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

(HERE COMES SANTA CLAUSE PLAYING)

RADIO ANNOUNCER: The National Weather
Service in Harrisburg

has issued a winter storm warning
for the entire Eastern Seaboard.

Carbon County residents can expect
snow accumulations of four to six inches.

State and local officials are urging
residents to remain indoors

as temperatures will plunge overnight,

with the wind chill reaching
30 degrees below zero.

(HOOTING)

GIRL: Hello!
Do you live around here?

We've just had an accident.

We could really use some help here.

What the hell?

GUY: Hey.
Jesus!

Whoa, relax, relax.
Take it easy. It's just me.

Just stay away from me.

Oh, take it easy, what's wrong?

You, everything and that guy...

What guy? What guy?

I don't know, it was weird. I just saw
some guy who was walking down the road.

Where'd he go, up here?

Into the woods.

(SIGHING)

All right, well, look,

why don't we just get in the car
and you can tell me all about it?

What are you doing back so soon?

What?

What about hiking to the gas station?

It should have taken you longer
than that. It was closed.

I was gonna leave a note, but
I didn't have anything to write with.

Those places are supposed
to stay open 24/7.

Why wasn't it open?
Tell me that.

Well, how the hell should I know?
It was an independent operator.

Look, it's freezing out here.
Let's just get in the car.

I'm not getting into the car
with you, you psycho.

Fine, suit yourself. I'm getting in,
you're welcome to join me.

God damn it.

God damn it.

(DOOR OPENING)

(GASPING)

Relax, we need to conserve
the battery, okay?

It's not right.

The clock is not right.

It's not. It should say...

(CHUCKLES)

Well, my watch stopped, that's great.

Your head is bleeding.
Huh?

Your head is bleeding by your ear.

It's nothing.

Doesn't look like nothing.
It's a lot of blood.

Well, scalp wounds bleed a lot,
you know? Head wounds in general.

That's why, if you're ever in a bar fight,
what you should do is pick up a beer bottle

and smash the other guy
across the bridge of the nose

'cause it'll make his eyes
fill with blood and snot,

and it'll buy you
time to get away, so...

That's really useful.

Where are you from?

A place called Glens Falls.

That's not in Delaware.

Nope.

It's like in the complete
opposite direction.

Yep.

It's like 10 minutes from school.

Okay, all right.
So I lied. Okay, so...

Why? Why would you lie?

I don't know.

I mean, you seem like a cool girl,
you know.

And I don't have a line, or a game
or whatever it's called, so

when I saw a chance to get you alone

for six uninterrupted hours,
I took it.

How'd you know where I lived?

I asked around.

Yeah, so you knew
I was from Delaware,

but how did you know I needed
a ride home? I mean...

I always fly.
How could you possibly know

that for the first time in my college
career I was going Greyhound?

So excuse me for attempting
a romantic gesture.

Romantic? What the...
Come on, try stalkerish.

Yeah, well, not if things
had worked out between us.

I mean, I would have told
you everything eventually.

It would just be this sweet,
funny story we'd have.

We?

Okay, all right, you've made
your point, all right?

I'm a creep who gets off on chauffeuring
women under false pretences.

I got it, all right?
Can we just drop this?

Yeah.

(MUTTERING)

Look, I'm starving, okay? I'm gonna
get the groceries from the trunk.

Can you...

What?

Oh, shit, I think I left
it in the parking lot.

What?
I'm sorry, it was an accident.

You have so much crap in your car...

I just spent 60 bucks
on those groceries.

I bought all that gourmet crap
that you like, the Saint-Andr?,

the Carr's crackers,
those stupid little French pickles.

Cornichons?

Cornichons.

(SIGHING)

I love cornichons.

I know.

(MUTTERING)

I think I remember losing a candy bar
down the seat cushion the other day.

Let me just...
Oh, God, I'm starving.

(SCREAMING)

What? What is it?
What is it?

What?

(LAUGHING)

It's a candy bar.

You're an asshole.

Give me these.
Get off. Let go!

All right, give me these, God damn it.
Let go!

I need these.

You just ask.

I can't believe you left all
the food in that parking lot.

Oh, my God, I will write
you a cheque for 60 bucks

if it'll make you get off my case.

Let's just eat, all right?

You're killing me.

(SIGHING)

Story of my life, never fails.

What?

You, girls, women.

I mean you seem cool at first...

What are you talking about?

You should all come with
a warning like car mirrors.

Objects in belly shirts
are flakier than they appear.

You want to talk about flaky,
'cause I'll go there.

How about guys who pretend to be
from Delaware to meet girls?

Okay, how about we just stop
talking altogether, huh?

That's perfect.

All right, great, great.

That's perfect,
'cause now I'm not some

Nietzsche-spouting
girl of your dreams,

suddenly I'm not
worth knowing, right?

(ENGINE TURNING OVER)

Well?

Gas.

(SIGHING)

Shit.

Yeah, the fuel tank must
have cracked in the accident.

What do you think?

You got a welding rig
in all that shit of yours?

Even if you did, it wouldn't
matter. We're out of gas.

We still have a battery.

We got no engine.

Okay? We got no heat.

(SIGHING)

All right.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Hold on a sec.

(GRUNTING)

Layers. It's the only way
we're going to make it to sunup.

So start layering up,
put on everything you brought, okay?

Well, I didn't bring anything.

Oh, Jesus.
Oh, yeah, yeah, you're right.

I'm just so ill prepared
for us crashing into a snowdrift.

How could you
not bring anything?

Because I have everything
I need in Delaware.

All right.

(SHIVERING)

(BOTH SHIVERING)

(GROANING)

What's the matter?
It's freezing. I can't feel my toes.

Yeah, me neither.

(SHIVERING)

You know, there is a better way
for two people to conserve body heat.

Oh, dream on.

Whatever.

(SHIVERING)

(GROANING)

God.

What?
I got to pee.

(GASPS IN PAIN) All right.
GIRL: Oh, sorry.

Why didn't you go
when we were outside before?

Because it's freezing out.

It's like an arctic
air mass out of Canada.

Yeah, well, it's still freezing out.

Yeah, well, I really got to go.
Just promise not to look.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(GASPING)

Oh, my God!

Did you see? Did you see?
They were right here.

Who? Who? These people just
waltzed right past me.

Why didn't you stop them?
Jesus, where'd they go?

Where'd they go?
That way. They went...

Well, come on, let's...

(BOTH GASPING)

Where did they go?

They're there,
they're there, come on.

Hey! Wait! Hello!

There they are. Hello, wait!

(GRUNTING)

Come on. Wait, hold on,
give me a sec.

I guess it's...
It's my back.

We should just go back to the car.
No.

No, we should just go back to the car.

No, we should keep going.

Listen to me. Listen,
he looked right at me.

Why wouldn't he stop?
Something's not right.

Look, maybe these guys
can help us, okay?

(PANTING)

Okay, you go back to the car
and I'll meet you there.

This is insane.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

(WIND GUSTING)

(GASPING)

(PANTING)

(GASPING)

GIRL: Wait. Wait! Wait!
Just, please wait!

Wait! Just wait!

Please, Officer, please don't...

Wait!

Don't put me in the river.

Who did this to you?

I can't hear what you're saying.

Please, Officer, please.

It's okay, it's okay.

Don't put me in the river.

It's okay.
Stop, please stop, it's okay.

Don't put me in the river.

(GASPING)

(GASPING)

(RETCHING)

(GIRL EXCLAIMING IN FEAR)

(GIRL SCREAMING)

(GUY GASPING)

What happened?

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

(GIRL GASPING)

I didn't see anyone.
There's nobody up there.

There's nobody up there. Look. Look at
me. Are you all right? What happened?

(SOBBING) There was this guy, I saw him
walking and there was something with his face.

I don't wanna talk.
I can't talk.

Oh, Jesus, what happened?

(SOBBING)

GIRL: I just went to touch him.

(SIGHING)

Okay.

(SOBBING)

Come on.

(SOBBING)

Where'd you get that?

Oh, there's a...

There's the ruins of an old house
or something up on the hill.

You know, we can use it
to patch the window.

Keep the air out better than
that. You got the duct tape?

Here.

GUY: Okay.

Here.

That should stick.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Okay, I'm gonna get in the back.
Wait.

Okay.

GUY: You awake?

(GIRL MOANING)

I don't want to sleep.

Why?

I'm just afraid I won't wake up,
you know.

That's what they say happens
when you freeze to death.

It's just like going to sleep.

GUY: Yeah, well,
there's worse ways to go.

(LOUD KNOCKING)

GIRL: Oh, my God, who is it?

MAN: Is everything all right in there?
GUY: It's a cop, it's a cop.

(ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS
TREE PLAYING ON RADIO)
GIRL: What?

Oh, thank God. Thank God.

Officer, Officer...

You don't know
how glad we are to see you.

...you won't believe what's
been happening up here.

You don't know
how happy we are to see you.

Someone ran us off the road...

There's no parking here.

No, no, we're not...

What are you talking about?
Didn't you hear what she said?

Someone ran us off the road.
Somebody ran us off the road.

Of course, I might be willing to
let you off with a warning this time,

if we can come to some
sort of arrangement.

What are you talking about, sir?
We... Shh!

It's a shakedown.
It's a shakedown.

He's probably partners
with the guy who ran us off the road.

Oh, Jesus, you think
this whole thing was a scam?

That son of a bitch
could have killed us.

How much cash do you have on you?

Seriously, how much?

(SIGHING)

Oh, I can't believe this.

Here.

I got 20, 30, 40, 35...

I got 40 bucks.

Okay.
I'll take care of...

No, come on, come on. Please.

How many speeding tickets
have you sweet-talked your way out of?

This is all we have.

Sir?

Some weather we're having.

Yeah, it sure is.

So, what do you say? How about
a little Christmas spirit here?

You know, this is one
bad stretch of road.

Yeah.

All kinds of trouble going on up here.

Kids drag racing,

niggers hauling booze
across state lines.

Lady drivers breaking down,
no one ever hears from them again.

We just want to get
out of here, so if you could just...

Let me tell you, I've seen
a lot of fatalities on this road.

You're lucky I came along when I did.

Yeah.

So why don't we get in my car?

I'm not getting in your car.

I think maybe I just... I just want
to go... I'll go back to my...

You're not going anywhere!

(GASPING IN FEAR)

Get in the damn patrol car.

Please, just let us go.

Hurry up, we've got an audience.

We didn't do anything, just...

Please, just let us go.
We won't tell anybody.

If you just...
We've done nothing wrong, we...

Sir, we got stranded here.
Don't do this.

Get away from her, you bastard!

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

(EXCLAIMS IN PAIN)

GIRL: Oh, jeez,
your fingers are stuck.

Okay, you need to breathe. This is
really gonna hurt, okay? Hold on.

You ready?
Okay.

Just breathe.
Okay.

(SCREAMING)

Good, that's really good,
that's really good. Well done.

(GASPING)

How bad?

You got frostbite,
second and third degree.

How do you know?
Ski camp.

Okay.

Okay.

Oh, thanks, but I'm not
really in the mood any more.

We have to re-warm your hands, okay?

We got to get the circulation going
again. You could lose your fingers.

(GUY GASPING)

It's okay. Okay.

What just happened to us out there?

I don't know.
You were there.

I know, but where did he go?
It's like, who was he?

One minute he's there and then
he's gone. It's like he was a...

A ghost.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

No.

How do you make it stop?

I don't know. They don't
cover this in Philosophy 101.

It's okay.

(GRUNTING)

It's warm.

Oh, God!

I can feel your stomach rumbling.

Oh, God, I'd give anything
for some of those Carr's crackers.

Yeah, me, too.

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

What else did you have
in that grocery bag?

You don't want to know.

I do. I really just... Oh,
just talk to me... I just need to...

Okay, I got duck liver
p?t? with truffles,

and I got some olives, the normal
kind and the little black shrivelled...

The shrivelled ones.

Yeah, the little ones with...

I got some white wine,

and then for dessert,
I got anisette biscotti

and a thermos of espresso.

(HEAVY SIGHING)

That's pretty much the exact meal
I'd order for my last day on Earth.

(GIGGLING)

You knew that, anyway.

Yeah.

(BOTH PANTING)

Weirdo.

I'll have to get a restraining
order against you if we ever get out.

(SOBBING)
I just want to get through this.

Okay, come on.

It can't be too much longer till dawn.

There's bound to be someone
who's gonna come by, by then.

Somebody will come by,
you know. Snow plough or something.

How are your hands?

They're starting to burn.

Oh, that's good.
Yeah.

That's really good, that means
the circulation's coming back.

That's great. But, I mean,
they're really starting to burn.

(GRUNTING)

I got some Tylenol.

Yeah?

Let go, I got some Tylenol.

Okay.

It's freezing.

(MOANING)

Wait a second, I think I know
who those guys are.

Listen.
What?

"First to arrive at the scene
were Roman Catholic priests

"from St Christopher's Home
for Retired Clergy."

Priests?

"Hearing
the crash on nearby Route 606,"

"they braved inclement weather to
administer last rites to a dying pair."

"They were unable to save
a highway patrolman"

"who was also involved in the accident.
Continued on page 7."

That's from December 23, 1953.

We need to take turns keeping watch.

Okay, I'll go first, you get
some sleep.

(GASPING)

(ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS
TREE STARTS PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(SHUDDERING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(SCREAMING)

(SPLUTTERING)

Oh, my God.

Hey.

Hey!

(GIRL GROANING)

Wake up.

Hey, come on.

Come on, wake up!

(GASPING)

(ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS
TREE PLAYING)

(GASPING)

(GASPING)

(WIND BLOWING)

(WHIMPERING IN PAIN)

(MOANING)

(GRUNTING)

(GASPING)

Oh, thank God.

(LOUD THUDDING)

(THUDDING ON ROOF)

(METAL SCRAPING)

Oh, God!

(BOTH EXCLAIMING IN FEAR)

(VIOLENT SHAKING)

(BOTH GASPING)

(BOTH PANTING IN RELIEF)

I think...
I think he's gone.

What if he comes back?
What if he comes back?

We just have to stay
in here until morning, okay?

Just stay here until morning, okay?

We'll be safe in here, yeah.

So, what happened to the guy
you were supposed to go to Cabo with?

What?

I heard you talking about it
on the phone.

Did you?

I was sitting here, remember?

So, what happened?

I blew it.

It wasn't his fault, you know,
he was very sweet.

Into me, a little too into me.

(SNIGGERING)

I just couldn't stand the idea of
spending all that time alone with him,

or with anyone.

I feel so stuck, you know,
in this role of

being "difficult" and I don't know
how to shake it off.

I'm getting real good at being
on my own.

Well, for what it's worth,

I don't think
you're that difficult.

Actually, maybe you're
a little difficult.

(BOTH SNIGGERING)

I'm going to get you some Tylenol,
okay?

GIRL: What the hell is this?

Is this blood?

Have you been peeing blood?

How badly were
you hurt in the crash?

(SIGHING)

It's no big deal.

If it doesn't kill you,
it makes you stronger, right?

How long have you known?

Since I started walking
back to the gas station.

God.

You were right,
I didn't make it very far.

I started spitting out blood
and I turned around and came back.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want to scare you, okay?

(EXCLAIMS IN PAIN)

Jesus Christ.

I'm going to have to get you
some help.

I'm going to... I'm going to hike back
to the gas station.

Oh, yeah, how far do you think
you'll get before you run into him?

(MUTTERING)

I need a landline.
I need a landline.

I need a landline, I got an idea.

What are you looking at?

A telephone pole.

You know, there's a junction box
at the top, and I've seen it,

you can test the lines.

That one. That one.
You see that one?

You have a phone.
I saw you have a...

Okay, I can jack into it, okay?

And I can try and call for help.

I can do this.

You're forgetting about one thing.

What?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

It's that song.

You turn the radio on and you
listen out for that one song.

It comes on just before he shows up.

You gotta listen and when you hear it,

you just yell and you honk the horn, and
I can hear you, and I can make it back.

I can make it back.

Yeah.

Okay.

I've been thinking.

What about?

Eternal recurrence.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

What wouldn't?

Repeating this life.
Over and over.

Exactly the same each time.

Even the last 24 hours?

Yeah.

I'd do it different.

You know what I'd do different?

Next time, I'd just walk up
to you after class and say hi.

You should.

Definitely do that.

Wait.

I'll be right back.

(WIND HOWLING)

(SILENT NIGHT PLAYING
OVER RADIO)

(GASPING)

(GRUNTING)

(SLAMMING)

(GASPING)

(STATIC CRACKLING ON RADIO)

? Rockin' around... ?

(SILENT NIGHT CONTINUES)

(WIND WHISTLING)

(GASPING)

(DIAL TONE ON RECEIVER)

(STATIC ON RADIO)

(PHONE RINGING)

GARBLED WOMAN'S VOICE:
911 emergency response.

Hello. Hello.
Hi. Hi, we need help.

Yeah, we have a really
bad connection...

We're on Highway 606.
Highway 606.

Please hurry,
my friend's hurt and he's...

Can you repeat your...

(STATIC)

Hello?

(STATIC OVER RADIO)

(STATIC HISSING)

(GASPING)

I think I got through.
I think I got through.

I don't know if she heard everything.

I got through.
Yeah, I think I got...

Hey.

Hey, come on, wake up,
I think I got through.

Hey.

Hey, come on.
Come on now.

Come on, don't do this to me.
I got through!

Come on, wake up!
I got through! I got through!

(SOBBING)

You knew I was coming back.

(CRYING)

I told you I was coming back.

(SHIVERING)

(GRUNTING)

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, God, come on. Come on.

(SOBBING)

(SIGHING)

Dispatch, can you come in?

MAN: Go ahead.

Yeah, I'm at the site of that
reported accident on Route 606.

One of them didn't make it.

I'm taking the other directly
to the trauma unit in Hadleyville.

MAN: Copy that.

Copy that.

(SIGHING)

(CLEARING THROAT)

There's been some pretty bad
accidents on this road over the years.

Started back in the '50s.

Supposed to be a bad cop,
used to stop people here.

And that was the last
you'd see of them.

One night, the cop was drunk,
ran some kids off the road.

Cop went over the cliff,
burned to death.

Kids died, too.

Not long after that, a family from
New York City was found froze to death.

Froze to death in their car.
Fire department had to hose them down

with hot water for two hours
just to thaw them out.

Every year, around the holidays,
seems to be an accident.

What about the priests?

Winter, '61.

They were all found froze
to death in their beds.

(ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS
TREE PLAYING)

Wow, who the hell is that
driving in this mess?

Oh, that must be Tom McClintock.

Hey, Tom.

It's not Tom.

What the hell is he doing?

Oh, my God!

(GROANING)

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

(GASPING)

Honey, you're going to be okay.

You stay here.

I'm going to see about the other guy.

(SIGHING)

Don't move.

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

(COUGHING)

Oh, my...

(GASPING)

DRIVER: Hang on, Officer. What
are you doing? Don't go down there.

Hang on.

DRIVER: You hang on!

GIRL: Sir, don't go down there.

OFFICER: Can't move. Can't move!

DRIVER: We got to help him.

It doesn't matter, he's already dead.

Stop it. Listen,
I need to help him. All right?

(ROCKIN' AROUND THE CHRISTMAS
TREE PLAYING)

(VOICES WHISPERING)

DRIVER: Who are they?
GIRL: It's the priests.

OFFICER: What are you waiting for,
a letter from the bishop?

Hurry up. I smell gas.

(WOMAN CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)

(CHATTERING STOPS)

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

You have no right
to sit in judgement of me!

Whatever you think you saw...

It was all lawfully done!

Oh, please,

for the love of Christ,

have mercy on a poor sinner.

You bastard! No.

You think you're getting rid of me?

You're never going to get rid of me.

(COUGHING)

(GROWLING)

Come on.

(GROWLING)

(GROANING)

(WHIMPERING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(ENGINE TURNING OVER)

Come on. Come on.

(GASPING)

Get away from her, you bastard!

(GASPING)

(SOBBING)

Oh!

(SCREAMING) No!

Oh, just please stop.

(SOBBING)

(SOBBING)

I would have told you
everything eventually.

I know.

It'll be okay.

It would just be this sweet,
funny story we'd have.

(GASPING)

(PANTING)