Gorman (2017) - full transcript
Two strangers - Brittany and Laurent - end up in the same cabin in the woods due to the landlord accidentally double booking his property. Both wanted to escape society in order to deal with their personal circumstances.
(Film reel ticking)
(birds chirping)
(wind whistling)
(cellphone chiming)
(birds chirping)
(wind whistling)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany panting)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(backpack thuds)
- Charming cabin my ass.
(Crow cawing)
Oh, hey little dude.
(Crow cawing)
(wind chime chiming)
(Brittany sighs)
(logs clattering)
(wind chime chiming)
(lock rattling)
(door creaking)
(wind chime chiming)
(birds chirping)
(key clattering)
(Brittany sighs)
(birds chirping)
(crow cawing)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(birds chirping)
(crow cawing)
(Brittany gasps)
Oh God.
Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope.
(Door latching)
(crow cawing)
(birds chirping)
(flies buzzing)
(birds chirping)
(crow cawing)
(flies buzzing)
(steps creaking)
(sleeping bag thuds)
(Brittany chuckles)
(crow cawing)
(alcohol sloshing)
(radio crackling)
(gentle music)
♪ I cannot force ♪
♪ This anymore ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ I'm foolin' myself ♪
♪ I know the end result ♪
♪ But you give me the pieces ♪
♪ Oh, you give me a taste ♪
♪ That I can't replace ♪
♪ Oh, you give me the chills ♪
♪ Oh, you give me the pills ♪
♪ Through this growing pain ♪
♪ Love tastes like black licorice ♪
♪ When I'm bright ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ Like an eager child ♪
♪ Who can't sleep ♪
♪ I just wanna fly ♪
♪ But you give me reasons ♪
♪ Oh, you give me love ♪
♪ That I can't trace ♪
♪ You suffocate with memories ♪
♪ The only way out is your breath ♪
♪ But I am not your vixen ♪
♪ I'm not your supply ♪
♪ Your only regret ♪
♪ Your only regret ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ When you wake up in a fever ♪
♪ When you wake up in a sweat ♪
Here we go.
? You're the only one
that's the wreckage ♪
Hey Mom and Dad.
Uh, it's me, Brittany, obviously.
You know what I fuckin' look like.
Um, so...
(phone beeps)
(Brittany sighs)
Okay.
Hey Mom.
It's Brittany.
Um,
you're probably wondering why
you haven't heard from me in awhile.
Uh,
you too Dad.
Um...
(Brittany exhales)
Okay.
? Oh you gave me ♪
Hey Mom.
I'm sorry I haven't been home in awhile.
Um,
and I'm also sorry that I'm
not gonna be home ever again.
So um...
Bye.
Stupid.
(Phone beeps)
(birds chirping)
(wind whistling)
(plank thuds)
(Brittany screams)
(wind whistling)
(wings flapping)
(crow cawing)
(footsteps thudding)
(backpack thuds)
(floorboards creaking)
(zipper zipping)
(objects rustling)
(pills rattling)
(flies buzzing)
(zipper zipping)
- You're awake.
You okay?
You hit your head outside
so I brought you in here.
- Who are you?
- I'm Jack.
- Okay.
- Okay, I guess you
were cleaning the cabin
and you must've fallen off the steps.
- No, no, no, I was, I was
outside and I was on the phone...
No dude, I booked this
cabin for the weekend.
- What?
No.
No.
- Yeah.
- I booked this cabin for the weekend.
- Me too.
- No.
(Paper rustling)
My confirmation number.
- All right wait.
What's going on?
Here.
(Keypad clicking)
Look.
Confirmation number YUT7754 Brittany Reed.
- This must be a joke, right?
- No, this is not a joke all right?
You're trespassing and you need to leave.
- No, I made my reservation
a long time ago so it's mine.
Please.
- I'm not leaving all right?
I am going to call the owner
because this is absolutely absurd.
(Jack sighs)
(keypad beeping)
(line ringing)
(phone beeping)
(Brittany sighs)
Of course there's no reception.
- [Jack] Oh, I'll try.
- [Brittany] Like you're gonna
get reception with that thing.
(Wind chime chiming)
(line ringing)
- [Thomas] Hello?
- Thomas?
- [Thomas] Yeah?
- Hi, this is Jack speaking.
- [Thomas] Who?
- Jack, I rented your
cabin for the weekend.
- [Thomas] Oh, the French guy.
- Yeah.
Listen, there's a, another person here.
It's a young girl and says she rented
the cabin as well but that can't be right?
- [Thomas] Yeah that could be.
- What do you mean?
- [Thomas] I musta double
booked the cabin all right?
- What?
- [Thomas] It happens.
- Wait, okay hold on.
Hold on please.
(Jack sighs)
(crow cawing)
Thomas, can you repeat what you just said.
- [Thomas] I said I musta double
booked the cabin all right?
What do you want me to do?
Jump in my truck and drive up there?
I don't think so.
Figure it out, okay?
- So, you double booked the cabin?
- [Thomas] Yeah pal, I
double booked the cabin.
Big fuckin' deal.
(Line clicks)
- Asshole.
(Crow cawing)
- What now?
- Here, I'm gonna give you
$500 so you can leave now.
- I'm not leaving.
- Please.
- No, no, I have been planning this
for weeks and I am staying here okay?
- Okay, 750?
- Dude, did you not hear me?
I'm not leaving okay?
Just get your money back from
that guy and book somewhere else.
- I'm not leaving so you make your choice.
Either you leave now or I'll
make you leave all right?
(Crow cawing)
- Okay.
I think that we can find a way
to figure this one out, okay?
- Please, come on.
Oh!
(Fist thuds)
(crow cawing)
Oh, no!
Just a careless American!
You're out of your mind!
(Crow cawing)
(Jack sighs)
Please, give me my bags.
My stuff.
Come on.
(Door unlatching)
(backpack thuds)
(door slams)
(lock clicking)
(Jack scoffs)
(wind chime chiming)
If I was a real threat to
you you'd have no chance.
You just gave me my bags,
didn't even check them.
For all you know I have a gun.
(Wind chime chiming)
This is how you thank me?
I took care of you, I
could have left you here.
(Wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
(gentle music)
(curtain rungs clattering)
(gentle music)
(Brittany sighs)
(gentle music)
(keypad clicking)
(gentle music)
(phone beeping)
(gentle music)
(line ringing)
(gentle music)
(phone beeping)
(gentle music)
- Damn it!
(Phone beeping)
(gentle music)
(Jack speaking in foreign language)
(Jack sighs)
(Jack speaking in foreign language)
(phone beeps)
(wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
- [Jack] Hey!
Can we talk?
- [Brittany] Slip me the 750
and I'll let you sleep on the hammock.
(Wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
- 500 and I won't press
charges for assault.
- [Brittany] Fine.
(Money rustling)
(birds chirping)
- I'm back down.
(Jack sighs)
(door unlatching)
(hammock clattering)
(door latches)
(wind whistling)
(birds chirping)
(hammock chains clinking)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(gentle music)
(keypad clicking)
(gentle music)
- [Brittany On Recording] Hey Mom.
I'm sorry I haven't been home in awhile.
Um,
and I'm also sorry that I'm
not gonna be home ever again.
So um...
Bye.
(Brittany sobbing)
(gentle music)
(Jack knocking)
- [Jack] I need to use the bathroom.
(Brittany panting)
(Jack pounding)
Hello?
- There is no bathroom.
- [Jack] What?
- There's no bathroom.
(Floorboards creaking)
(Brittany panting)
(Jack sighs)
(urine splashing)
(bugs chirping)
(wind whistling)
Are you still there?
- [Jack] What?
- Why this cabin?
(Jack scoffs)
(bugs chirping)
- I could ask you the same question.
(Bugs chirping)
(wind chime chiming)
I'm a writer.
I came here to finish my novel.
(Bugs chirping)
(wind chime chiming)
- How cliche.
- It's not cliche if it's true.
- First or second?
- Does it matter?
- Well you're not a real novelist
if you haven't written a single book.
So what's it about?
- I'm sorry?
- Your book.
- Oh.
Yeah, it's, it's a work in progress.
- You have no idea.
- Do you know the story of "Lolita?"
It's a classical story about a young woman
who was having a relationship.
- It's disgusting.
I've read it.
- It's not disgusting.
It's about innocence and the loss
of it through lust and
love, not disgusting.
- Just don't use my real name.
- [Jack] I wasn't going to.
- Good.
(Jack chuckles)
- Of course.
- You know I'm not afraid of you.
- Clearly.
What are you doing here?
- My boyfriend broke up with me.
- That is cliche.
(Wind chime chiming)
There will be more boys trust me.
You should think about
more important things
like your studies, your career.
Boys.
All they want is to get into your pants.
- All right, all right that's
enough dad advice for one day.
I'm good, thank you.
(Curtain rungs clattering)
(flies buzzing)
(bugs chirping)
(gentle music)
(pills clattering)
(gentle music)
(crow cawing)
(gentle music)
(Brittany grimaces)
(crow cawing)
(pills rattling)
(gentle music)
(crow cawing)
(wind chime chiming)
(gentle music)
(Jack grunts)
(bugs chirping)
(Brittany's throat clears)
(crickets chirping)
What?
I got bored.
(Crickets chirping)
- How's your head?
- It's okay.
Took some aspirin.
(Crickets chirping)
- When I was your age I was never bored.
(Brittany grunts)
(Brittany coughing)
- Hey, you okay?
(Brittany coughs)
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
(Brittany sighs)
When a person's choking,
if you hit their back like
that you're gonna drive
the block deeper instead of expelling it.
- Wow.
You learn that in college?
- "Wikipedia."
- Ah.
- Uh huh.
(Crickets chirping)
So you're French?
- Yeah.
- Did you grow up in France?
- No.
Morocco.
- But you're French.
- Yeah, my Dad moved us to
Morocco when I was seven.
We lived in Agadir eight years.
Best years of my life.
But then we had to move back to Paris.
What about you?
- Faith, North Carolina.
- Faith?
- Mm hm.
Population 987.
At least the last time I
checked that's what it was.
I don't know.
Could be different now.
What about you?
How many people are in Aga-da-nin-uh-nuh?
(Jack chuckles)
Or whatever you called it.
- Agadir.
- [Brittany] Yeah.
- Back then 400,000.
I'm sure it doubled by now.
(Crickets chirping)
So your boyfriend, why did he leave?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- I don't really drink.
- Why?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Okay.
(Brittany sighs)
So I mean, what are you really doing here?
- I told you, I'm a writer.
- You don't look like a writer.
- Well, what do they look like?
- I don't know. But I
feel like you should have
like a laptop and a notepad or something.
(Jack chuckles)
- You should go easy on that.
- Look, that's twice now
you've given me dad advice.
One more time and I take away the hammock.
Look, I appreciate the basic male need
to be a father figure
but I am a grown woman.
I can take care of myself.
(Crickets chirping)
What?
- Nothing.
You remind me of someone.
- Jesus, don't say your ex girlfriend.
That'd be like the worst
pickup line I've ever heard.
(Jack sighs)
I'm rude.
Do you want a ham and cheese sandwich?
- No thank you.
- They're really good.
You should get in on it.
- I don't eat ham.
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack chuckles)
- I'm gonna slaughter
this sandwich for you.
Completely ham-less just for you.
(Crickets chirping)
What?
- You eat your sandwich like her.
- Who?
- Sophie.
- Who's Sophie?
- My daughter.
- I like that name.
It's pretty.
Sophie.
How old is she?
- She's dead.
Hit and run.
Uh, they found the driver afterwards.
He was drunk.
(Jack's throat clears)
- Wow.
- They rushed her to the hospital,
but it was too late.
Yeah, when they called us (chuckles),
there was nothing they could do about it.
(Jack sighs)
(somber music)
- I'm so sorry.
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
How old was she?
- 12.
(Somber music)
Too young.
(Jack sighs)
(somber music)
Instead of trying to save
her they just wrote her off.
(Jack sighs)
The doctor came and they told me
that it would be better to
pull the plug now then later.
Can you imagine?
Ask a man to be the hand that
will end his daughter's life.
But I had to do it.
She was suffering so much.
(Brittany sighs)
- I mean, to be fair it did probably save
you a lot of money on medical bills.
That's one way of looking at it.
- That is what it's all about for you?
Paying the bills?
Money?
- No.
(Jack chuckles)
- You Americans always have
this word in your mouth, money.
In the meantime you have all
these people dying in your streets.
You don't even have a respect for them.
(Jack sighs)
(Brittany sighs)
- Well, first of all look,
I'm sorry for what I said.
It was incredibly insensitive,
but I'm not the poster child
for America so don't paint
all Americans with the
same fuckin' brush, okay?
And if you hate America so much
why don't you go back to France?
Just a thought.
- You know, the rest of the
world is laughing at you.
But you don't care of course.
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
I need to rest now.
- Well, um, thanks for
the company I guess.
And I'm sorry about what
I said about Sophie.
I...
I'm sure she was a really awesome girl.
(Crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
(crickets chirping)
(Sophie exhales)
(crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
(object thuds)
(eerie music)
(owl hooting)
(wind chime chiming)
What was that?
(Eerie music)
(owl hooting)
A crow?
- Mm hm.
It must have fallen from the sky.
- That's so creepy.
- It's not creepy, it's just nature.
(Crickets chirping)
- It's dead.
- Yeah.
It's good luck you know?
- What?
- A dead crow.
- I don't see how this has
anything to do with luck.
- You should check "Wikipedia."
(Jack sighs)
- Oh shit.
You weren't kidding about the gun.
- No.
- What do you even need a gun for?
- Protection.
- From what?
- You.
(Brittany laughs)
Okay.
- Hey wait, wait, where are you going?
We can't just leave him here.
I mean shouldn't, shouldn't
we bury him or something?
(Jack smirks)
I'm going to.
(Owl hooting)
(Brittany panting)
Will you make me a cross?
- How do you know the crow was Christian?
- Oh you're right, he
was probably a Satanist.
You gonna make me a pentagram?
That be easier?
Here (panting).
Use this.
What, is this against your religion?
- What religion?
- I don't know, whatever
floats your boat man.
(Brittany panting)
- I'm an atheist.
- Okay, me too.
I just think the cross
is a nice point marker.
I got it.
(Crickets chirping)
(Brittany panting)
Do you think this is it?
Like what happens if one day we fall off
like this dead crow onto somebody's roof?
- This is not how, how it works.
- You know for a writer
you're not very metaphorical.
- What if when you're
dead you're just dead?
There's nothing, nothing at all.
(Crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
You okay?
- I'm fine.
(Brittany sniffles)
Sorry.
- About what?
- For kicking you outta the cabin.
(Jack grunts)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
- I should head back.
- Hey, you know you don't
have to sleep outside.
There's plenty of room in the cabin.
- I'm okay.
- [Brittany] I mean it.
- No, it's fine.
Really.
- No, I...
Okay look, I'm gonna
make a formal request.
Please come and sleep inside the cabin.
Look, it's really creepy out here
and this dead crow falling on
the roof is kinda freakin' me out.
And I don't wanna be alone.
(Crickets chirping)
Okay, how 'bout this?
What if I leave in the morning?
No fuss.
Will you sleep inside?
- Yeah.
(Crickets chirping)
(Brittany sniffling)
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
(Crickets chirping)
(Jack sniffling)
(Jack sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
I didn't come here because my
boyfriend broke up with me.
- You should sleep now.
(Crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
- I haven't been able to sleep
soundly since I was seven.
- [Jack] Insomnia?
- Nope.
- Your parents they, they
didn't read bed stories to you?
Tell you how to count sheep?
- My Mom's a flight attendant so
I saw her maybe a collective
10 times in a given year.
So no, no sheep or stories.
She did take me to Disneyland every year
with all of her free miles.
That was nice, yeah.
That was our happy time.
I always looked forward to that.
- Oh.
And your father?
- He never wanted a daughter.
- [Jack] Not much of a father.
- Nope.
(Crickets chirping)
He used to hit me a lot.
- I'm, I'm sorry to hear that.
(Crickets chirping)
(Brittany sniffles)
- [Brittany] I forgave him for
that actiones, never the why.
(Crickets chirping)
- What's the why?
- I don't think you wanna peer
down that rabbit hole Alice.
- No, but I think you want me to.
(Crickets chirping)
- My, my dad's brother,
my uncle used to touch me.
Not in a loving way,
a way in which someone
with no remorse touches you.
Whenever we would go and visit his family,
night after night I would just have
to lay there and let it happen
to me without making a sound.
(Somber music)
(Brittany sniffles)
When I um, told me dad, he
said he didn't tolerate liars.
He didn't want a liar living in his house.
My Mom took me to a shrink.
They tried to put me on
medication but that didn't work.
It's all my fault.
- No.
It's not your fault.
Your uncle was a sick man
and you were just an innocent child.
- I'm not innocent.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
- Hey.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
It's okay.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
Hey, it's okay, it's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
- [Brittany] You don't know that.
- Yes.
It's gonna be okay.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
No.
It's gonna be okay sweetheart.
- [Brittany] What are you doing (panting)?
- What?
- Why would you do that?
- I was comforting you, I--
- No, don't!
- But I thought this was what you wanted?
- No, no (panting).
You need to leave right now (panting).
You need to leave right now.
You need to leave right now!
- Calm down, okay?
I'm sorry.
(Brittany gasping)
- I have to go.
I have to go.
- Hey?
(Somber music)
(Brittany sobbing)
(wind chime chiming)
(somber music)
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
Hey!
(Somber music)
(Brittany sobbing)
Hey.
(Jack panting)
(somber music)
I don't know what to say. Uh, I thought--
- No, you didn't think.
- I'm sorry.
- Do you have any idea what
that kinda shit can do
to a person like me?
- It was a mistake, okay?
(Somber music)
(wind whistling)
- It's all my fault.
- It's not your fault.
- [Brittany] Will you stop saying that?
(Wolf howling)
(somber music)
- Come, please let's go back.
(Somber music)
Come on.
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(wind chime chiming)
(crickets chirping)
- This is definitely not what
I had in mind when I booked this cabin.
- [Jack] Me neither.
- Blacking out, the dead
crow, you coming onto me.
- I didn't come on--
- It's fine.
It's whatever.
Tell me about France, you know?
What's it like?
I've always dreamed of going
to a Parisian cafe and
just people watching.
- Well, I didn't grow up in Paris.
I grew up in the suburbs.
(Speaking in foreign language)
Trust me, it doesn't exactly
look like a French postcard.
Kind of place where the French government
never manage to handle the
anger, the frustration.
Some of my best friends
got really into violence, ideologies.
I joined the police.
- You're a cop?
- Not anymore.
- Well, you retired?
- My family, we didn't feel safe anymore.
I made a lot of enemies there so...
(wind chime chiming)
(crickets chirping)
People were coming after me.
(Gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
I just, I just wanted a better
life for Sophie, for my wife.
So we aimed for the American dream.
Starting a new life here.
(Jack sighs)
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- Somebody come after you?
(Gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
What did they want?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- That's right, sorry.
(Brittany sighs)
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- You?
- I came here to die.
- You're sick?
- No.
Just tired.
- Tired?
- Mm hm.
The day in and day out struggle
to try and find happiness.
It's just exhausting.
I don't wanna suffer anymore.
(Brittany sniffles)
- [Jack] The pills?
- It hurts the least.
- You don't really wanna die.
- We all wanna die at some point.
Anyone that says they don't
is just fooling themselves.
Everyone has a time and my time has come.
- [Jack] Why now?
Why here?
- Oh, just get away for the weekend.
All the chaos in my head (sniffles).
Go quietly.
- And I showed up and
ruined everything huh?
(Brittany chuckles)
- [Brittany] Pretty much.
(Jack chuckles)
- Well, I suppose I should apologize.
- No.
(Crickets chirping)
(gentle music)
(Jack sighs)
- Don't do it.
- You're getting dangerously
close to strike three Jack.
- This is not a dad's advice.
- [Brittany] I appreciate it
but I have made up my mind.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
- If you were going to kill yourself
why did you take my money?
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
- You needed to know who
was calling the shots.
- You were not.
(Brittany chuckles)
- I guess not anymore, huh?
(Brittany sniffles)
Here.
(Gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
I'm not gonna need this tomorrow.
- No.
- All right.
Maybe I'll just leave
it on my body, you know?
As like a prize for someone that finds me.
- If they find you.
- They'll find me.
And if they don't care enough
to find me then you know,
you'll always know where I am.
- I suppose.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
- Will you promise that you'll
come visit me from time to time?
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(Jack sighs)
- Goodnight Brittany.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
- [Brittany] How do you know
I haven't taken the pills?
- You haven't.
- Are you sure about that?
(Crickets chirping)
- Goodnight.
(Crickets chirping)
(owl hooting)
(wolf howling)
(crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(Jack sighs)
(Brittany grunts)
(somber music)
(lock clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(somber music)
Damn.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(pills clattering)
(somber music)
(Jack grunts)
(somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack panting)
(Jack groans)
(somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack exhales)
(Jack chuckles)
(somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack speaking in foreign language)
(wolf howling)
(wind howling)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
(birds chirping)
(wind chime chiming)
(Jack groaning)
(birds chirping)
- Morning sunshine.
(Brittany panting)
How was your party?
(Tense music)
- What are you doing?
- I was actually gonna
ask you the same thing
but then I kinda answered it
for myself when I found all of this.
(Jack panting)
- You had no right to go through my stuff.
- Look who's talking.
- Please, this is not a toy all right?
- No shit.
- You don't know what you're doing.
(Jack exhales)
- Really?
- No.
- Don't move.
(Tense music)
(keypad beeping)
- If you connect the wires the right way,
and a call is made it will go off.
(Brittany panting)
(keypad beeping)
(phone ringing)
(Brittany panting)
I was going to tell you.
- I don't believe you.
- You, you should go.
You should leave, now.
- Not so fast.
Why do you have this?
- You wouldn't understand.
- Make me.
- It's, I'm not a terrorist.
- Who are you?
- I told you, I was a cop.
(Tense music)
- You're gonna have to
do better than that.
- Okay.
Okay.
(Jack sighs)
My real name is Laurent.
I was part of the GIGN.
The French counter terrorism unit.
Bomb squad.
I studying bombs, how to
diffuse them, how to make them.
I knew everything about terrorists.
Their cells, who trained where.
Who came in and out of the country.
One day they found me.
They threatened my family.
We had to leave France and come here.
- Who are they?
- During one of our raids,
we arrested the son of
a radical terrorist.
His father promised to have my head.
But here they couldn't find me for years.
Then they expanded their
cells in the States,
and somehow when the accident
with Sophie happened--
- If she's even real.
- She was.
They figured out where I was living.
So they showed up one
night proposing a deal.
They would take care of the bills,
her life support, they would
pay for the best doctors,
in exchange for a favor.
- They're using you Laurent.
You were better than this.
You're, you're not a terrorist.
You're just a guy that's
been taken advantage
of and doesn't know a way out.
You're not gonna be responsible
for killing innocent Americans.
- Innocent?
(Laurent scoffs)
No one is innocent.
You can't expect starting a war
on the other side of this world
and just not taking and
responsibility for it.
- Are you defending them right now?
Because what they're
doing is pretty untenable.
Did they, did they
brainwash you or something?
Is that what's happening here?
Where is this gonna be used?
(Tense music)
Tell me.
And if you have to kill me after
you tell me then you know
that that is fine with me.
Because at least I'm not afraid.
Unlike you.
(Vest rustling)
(somber music)
- Las Vegas,
Times Square.
Places where American
people go to be happy.
(Somber music)
- I hate you.
- You wanted to know.
How does it feel knowing
that your dirty little bomb
is going to kill hundreds
of innocent people
who are just trying to have
a happy time in their
otherwise shitty lives?
Does it make you feel like a real man?
Is that it?
(Brittany panting)
I'm sure your daughter
would be very proud.
- [Laurent] Stop it.
- You need to get it through
your thick French scull Laurent.
No matter how many jobs you
make for these wack jobs,
she's not coming back.
- Don't.
- She's gone.
She's dead Laurent and you
are disrespecting her memory.
Sophie is not an excuse to build bombs!
- Stop it!
(Brittany gasping)
- You stop it!
- Why do you care?
My life is meaningless!
- If yours is meaningless
then what is mine?
It's not too late Laurent.
(Brittany gasps)
(Brittany panting)
Oh man.
(Brittany panting)
(gentle music)
- [Laurent] I can't.
- Keep going (panting).
(Wind chime chiming)
(Laurent panting)
(Laurent sighs)
(wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
(flies buzzing)
(wind whistling)
Thank you.
- [Laurent] For what?
- For not, you know.
(Wind chime chiming)
My dad got me a stuffed turtle
every year on my birthday.
They're such precious creatures surrounded
by this hard rough shell,
and they get to choose when
they come out and expose themselves.
The fucker can have 'em all back.
(Phone ringing)
(wind whistling)
- You have to go now.
- No.
- You can't stay.
- I still have a reservation, remember?
- There's no time for jokes Brittany.
If he finds you here he's gonna kill you.
- I'm not leaving.
- Then we both die.
(Gentle music)
(wind chime chiming)
I won't do it.
I'll find a way out of it.
(Gentle music)
(wind chime chiming)
(Laurent sighs)
(gentle music)
(wind whistling)
(Brittany panting)
(gentle music)
(wind chime chiming)
(gentle music)
(Jack sighs)
(wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
(crow cawing)
(gentle music)
(Brittany panting)
(gentle music)
(Laurent panting)
(wind whistling)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
Mehdi.
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(gentle music)
(wind whistling)
(Brittany exhaling)
(gentle music)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
- No.
(Gentle music)
(wind whistling)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
No.
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
- Drop the gun!
- Brittany, stay out of this!
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Brittany gasps)
Okay.
Brittany please.
Drop the gun.
Do it.
Please.
(Brittany screams)
(Mehdi grunts)
(Mehdi groaning)
(Laurent groaning)
(fists thudding)
(men grunting)
(shot firing)
(Brittany panting)
(Laurent panting)
(bugs chirping)
(Brittany gasping)
(bugs chirping)
We have to go.
- Well what about him?
We can't, we can't just leave him there.
- [Laurent] Come.
- [Brittany] Well someone's gonna come...
What about your stuff?
- Leave it.
Come.
Take your things.
Come.
(Wind whistling)
Give me your phone.
(Laurent panting)
(phone beeping)
(phone ringing)
(explosion booming)
(Brittany screams)
(crows cawing)
(Brittany panting)
(crow cawing)
(gentle music)
♪ I cannot force ♪
♪ This anymore ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ I'm foolin' myself ♪
♪ I know the end result ♪
♪ But you give me pieces ♪
♪ Oh, you give me a taste ♪
♪ That I can't replace ♪
♪ Oh, you give me chills ♪
♪ Oh, you give me pills ♪
♪ Through this growing pain ♪
♪ Love tastes like black licorice ♪
♪ When I'm bright ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ Like an eager child ♪
♪ Who can't sleep ♪
♪ I just wanna fly ♪
♪ But you give me reasons ♪
♪ Oh, you give me love ♪
♪ That I can't trace ♪
♪ You suffocate with memories ♪
♪ The only way out is with your breath ♪
♪ But I am not your vixen ♪
♪ I'm not your supply ♪
♪ You only regret ♪
♪ You only regret ♪
♪ When you wake up in a fever ♪
♪ When you wake up in a sweat ♪
♪ You're the one that's the wreckage ♪
♪ You're the one that's the wish ♪
(birds chirping)
(wind whistling)
(cellphone chiming)
(birds chirping)
(wind whistling)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany panting)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(backpack thuds)
- Charming cabin my ass.
(Crow cawing)
Oh, hey little dude.
(Crow cawing)
(wind chime chiming)
(Brittany sighs)
(logs clattering)
(wind chime chiming)
(lock rattling)
(door creaking)
(wind chime chiming)
(birds chirping)
(key clattering)
(Brittany sighs)
(birds chirping)
(crow cawing)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(birds chirping)
(crow cawing)
(Brittany gasps)
Oh God.
Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope.
(Door latching)
(crow cawing)
(birds chirping)
(flies buzzing)
(birds chirping)
(crow cawing)
(flies buzzing)
(steps creaking)
(sleeping bag thuds)
(Brittany chuckles)
(crow cawing)
(alcohol sloshing)
(radio crackling)
(gentle music)
♪ I cannot force ♪
♪ This anymore ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ I'm foolin' myself ♪
♪ I know the end result ♪
♪ But you give me the pieces ♪
♪ Oh, you give me a taste ♪
♪ That I can't replace ♪
♪ Oh, you give me the chills ♪
♪ Oh, you give me the pills ♪
♪ Through this growing pain ♪
♪ Love tastes like black licorice ♪
♪ When I'm bright ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ Like an eager child ♪
♪ Who can't sleep ♪
♪ I just wanna fly ♪
♪ But you give me reasons ♪
♪ Oh, you give me love ♪
♪ That I can't trace ♪
♪ You suffocate with memories ♪
♪ The only way out is your breath ♪
♪ But I am not your vixen ♪
♪ I'm not your supply ♪
♪ Your only regret ♪
♪ Your only regret ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ When you wake up in a fever ♪
♪ When you wake up in a sweat ♪
Here we go.
? You're the only one
that's the wreckage ♪
Hey Mom and Dad.
Uh, it's me, Brittany, obviously.
You know what I fuckin' look like.
Um, so...
(phone beeps)
(Brittany sighs)
Okay.
Hey Mom.
It's Brittany.
Um,
you're probably wondering why
you haven't heard from me in awhile.
Uh,
you too Dad.
Um...
(Brittany exhales)
Okay.
? Oh you gave me ♪
Hey Mom.
I'm sorry I haven't been home in awhile.
Um,
and I'm also sorry that I'm
not gonna be home ever again.
So um...
Bye.
Stupid.
(Phone beeps)
(birds chirping)
(wind whistling)
(plank thuds)
(Brittany screams)
(wind whistling)
(wings flapping)
(crow cawing)
(footsteps thudding)
(backpack thuds)
(floorboards creaking)
(zipper zipping)
(objects rustling)
(pills rattling)
(flies buzzing)
(zipper zipping)
- You're awake.
You okay?
You hit your head outside
so I brought you in here.
- Who are you?
- I'm Jack.
- Okay.
- Okay, I guess you
were cleaning the cabin
and you must've fallen off the steps.
- No, no, no, I was, I was
outside and I was on the phone...
No dude, I booked this
cabin for the weekend.
- What?
No.
No.
- Yeah.
- I booked this cabin for the weekend.
- Me too.
- No.
(Paper rustling)
My confirmation number.
- All right wait.
What's going on?
Here.
(Keypad clicking)
Look.
Confirmation number YUT7754 Brittany Reed.
- This must be a joke, right?
- No, this is not a joke all right?
You're trespassing and you need to leave.
- No, I made my reservation
a long time ago so it's mine.
Please.
- I'm not leaving all right?
I am going to call the owner
because this is absolutely absurd.
(Jack sighs)
(keypad beeping)
(line ringing)
(phone beeping)
(Brittany sighs)
Of course there's no reception.
- [Jack] Oh, I'll try.
- [Brittany] Like you're gonna
get reception with that thing.
(Wind chime chiming)
(line ringing)
- [Thomas] Hello?
- Thomas?
- [Thomas] Yeah?
- Hi, this is Jack speaking.
- [Thomas] Who?
- Jack, I rented your
cabin for the weekend.
- [Thomas] Oh, the French guy.
- Yeah.
Listen, there's a, another person here.
It's a young girl and says she rented
the cabin as well but that can't be right?
- [Thomas] Yeah that could be.
- What do you mean?
- [Thomas] I musta double
booked the cabin all right?
- What?
- [Thomas] It happens.
- Wait, okay hold on.
Hold on please.
(Jack sighs)
(crow cawing)
Thomas, can you repeat what you just said.
- [Thomas] I said I musta double
booked the cabin all right?
What do you want me to do?
Jump in my truck and drive up there?
I don't think so.
Figure it out, okay?
- So, you double booked the cabin?
- [Thomas] Yeah pal, I
double booked the cabin.
Big fuckin' deal.
(Line clicks)
- Asshole.
(Crow cawing)
- What now?
- Here, I'm gonna give you
$500 so you can leave now.
- I'm not leaving.
- Please.
- No, no, I have been planning this
for weeks and I am staying here okay?
- Okay, 750?
- Dude, did you not hear me?
I'm not leaving okay?
Just get your money back from
that guy and book somewhere else.
- I'm not leaving so you make your choice.
Either you leave now or I'll
make you leave all right?
(Crow cawing)
- Okay.
I think that we can find a way
to figure this one out, okay?
- Please, come on.
Oh!
(Fist thuds)
(crow cawing)
Oh, no!
Just a careless American!
You're out of your mind!
(Crow cawing)
(Jack sighs)
Please, give me my bags.
My stuff.
Come on.
(Door unlatching)
(backpack thuds)
(door slams)
(lock clicking)
(Jack scoffs)
(wind chime chiming)
If I was a real threat to
you you'd have no chance.
You just gave me my bags,
didn't even check them.
For all you know I have a gun.
(Wind chime chiming)
This is how you thank me?
I took care of you, I
could have left you here.
(Wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
(gentle music)
(curtain rungs clattering)
(gentle music)
(Brittany sighs)
(gentle music)
(keypad clicking)
(gentle music)
(phone beeping)
(gentle music)
(line ringing)
(gentle music)
(phone beeping)
(gentle music)
- Damn it!
(Phone beeping)
(gentle music)
(Jack speaking in foreign language)
(Jack sighs)
(Jack speaking in foreign language)
(phone beeps)
(wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
- [Jack] Hey!
Can we talk?
- [Brittany] Slip me the 750
and I'll let you sleep on the hammock.
(Wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
- 500 and I won't press
charges for assault.
- [Brittany] Fine.
(Money rustling)
(birds chirping)
- I'm back down.
(Jack sighs)
(door unlatching)
(hammock clattering)
(door latches)
(wind whistling)
(birds chirping)
(hammock chains clinking)
(birds chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(gentle music)
(keypad clicking)
(gentle music)
- [Brittany On Recording] Hey Mom.
I'm sorry I haven't been home in awhile.
Um,
and I'm also sorry that I'm
not gonna be home ever again.
So um...
Bye.
(Brittany sobbing)
(gentle music)
(Jack knocking)
- [Jack] I need to use the bathroom.
(Brittany panting)
(Jack pounding)
Hello?
- There is no bathroom.
- [Jack] What?
- There's no bathroom.
(Floorboards creaking)
(Brittany panting)
(Jack sighs)
(urine splashing)
(bugs chirping)
(wind whistling)
Are you still there?
- [Jack] What?
- Why this cabin?
(Jack scoffs)
(bugs chirping)
- I could ask you the same question.
(Bugs chirping)
(wind chime chiming)
I'm a writer.
I came here to finish my novel.
(Bugs chirping)
(wind chime chiming)
- How cliche.
- It's not cliche if it's true.
- First or second?
- Does it matter?
- Well you're not a real novelist
if you haven't written a single book.
So what's it about?
- I'm sorry?
- Your book.
- Oh.
Yeah, it's, it's a work in progress.
- You have no idea.
- Do you know the story of "Lolita?"
It's a classical story about a young woman
who was having a relationship.
- It's disgusting.
I've read it.
- It's not disgusting.
It's about innocence and the loss
of it through lust and
love, not disgusting.
- Just don't use my real name.
- [Jack] I wasn't going to.
- Good.
(Jack chuckles)
- Of course.
- You know I'm not afraid of you.
- Clearly.
What are you doing here?
- My boyfriend broke up with me.
- That is cliche.
(Wind chime chiming)
There will be more boys trust me.
You should think about
more important things
like your studies, your career.
Boys.
All they want is to get into your pants.
- All right, all right that's
enough dad advice for one day.
I'm good, thank you.
(Curtain rungs clattering)
(flies buzzing)
(bugs chirping)
(gentle music)
(pills clattering)
(gentle music)
(crow cawing)
(gentle music)
(Brittany grimaces)
(crow cawing)
(pills rattling)
(gentle music)
(crow cawing)
(wind chime chiming)
(gentle music)
(Jack grunts)
(bugs chirping)
(Brittany's throat clears)
(crickets chirping)
What?
I got bored.
(Crickets chirping)
- How's your head?
- It's okay.
Took some aspirin.
(Crickets chirping)
- When I was your age I was never bored.
(Brittany grunts)
(Brittany coughing)
- Hey, you okay?
(Brittany coughs)
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
(Brittany sighs)
When a person's choking,
if you hit their back like
that you're gonna drive
the block deeper instead of expelling it.
- Wow.
You learn that in college?
- "Wikipedia."
- Ah.
- Uh huh.
(Crickets chirping)
So you're French?
- Yeah.
- Did you grow up in France?
- No.
Morocco.
- But you're French.
- Yeah, my Dad moved us to
Morocco when I was seven.
We lived in Agadir eight years.
Best years of my life.
But then we had to move back to Paris.
What about you?
- Faith, North Carolina.
- Faith?
- Mm hm.
Population 987.
At least the last time I
checked that's what it was.
I don't know.
Could be different now.
What about you?
How many people are in Aga-da-nin-uh-nuh?
(Jack chuckles)
Or whatever you called it.
- Agadir.
- [Brittany] Yeah.
- Back then 400,000.
I'm sure it doubled by now.
(Crickets chirping)
So your boyfriend, why did he leave?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- I don't really drink.
- Why?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Okay.
(Brittany sighs)
So I mean, what are you really doing here?
- I told you, I'm a writer.
- You don't look like a writer.
- Well, what do they look like?
- I don't know. But I
feel like you should have
like a laptop and a notepad or something.
(Jack chuckles)
- You should go easy on that.
- Look, that's twice now
you've given me dad advice.
One more time and I take away the hammock.
Look, I appreciate the basic male need
to be a father figure
but I am a grown woman.
I can take care of myself.
(Crickets chirping)
What?
- Nothing.
You remind me of someone.
- Jesus, don't say your ex girlfriend.
That'd be like the worst
pickup line I've ever heard.
(Jack sighs)
I'm rude.
Do you want a ham and cheese sandwich?
- No thank you.
- They're really good.
You should get in on it.
- I don't eat ham.
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack chuckles)
- I'm gonna slaughter
this sandwich for you.
Completely ham-less just for you.
(Crickets chirping)
What?
- You eat your sandwich like her.
- Who?
- Sophie.
- Who's Sophie?
- My daughter.
- I like that name.
It's pretty.
Sophie.
How old is she?
- She's dead.
Hit and run.
Uh, they found the driver afterwards.
He was drunk.
(Jack's throat clears)
- Wow.
- They rushed her to the hospital,
but it was too late.
Yeah, when they called us (chuckles),
there was nothing they could do about it.
(Jack sighs)
(somber music)
- I'm so sorry.
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
How old was she?
- 12.
(Somber music)
Too young.
(Jack sighs)
(somber music)
Instead of trying to save
her they just wrote her off.
(Jack sighs)
The doctor came and they told me
that it would be better to
pull the plug now then later.
Can you imagine?
Ask a man to be the hand that
will end his daughter's life.
But I had to do it.
She was suffering so much.
(Brittany sighs)
- I mean, to be fair it did probably save
you a lot of money on medical bills.
That's one way of looking at it.
- That is what it's all about for you?
Paying the bills?
Money?
- No.
(Jack chuckles)
- You Americans always have
this word in your mouth, money.
In the meantime you have all
these people dying in your streets.
You don't even have a respect for them.
(Jack sighs)
(Brittany sighs)
- Well, first of all look,
I'm sorry for what I said.
It was incredibly insensitive,
but I'm not the poster child
for America so don't paint
all Americans with the
same fuckin' brush, okay?
And if you hate America so much
why don't you go back to France?
Just a thought.
- You know, the rest of the
world is laughing at you.
But you don't care of course.
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
I need to rest now.
- Well, um, thanks for
the company I guess.
And I'm sorry about what
I said about Sophie.
I...
I'm sure she was a really awesome girl.
(Crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
(crickets chirping)
(Sophie exhales)
(crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
(object thuds)
(eerie music)
(owl hooting)
(wind chime chiming)
What was that?
(Eerie music)
(owl hooting)
A crow?
- Mm hm.
It must have fallen from the sky.
- That's so creepy.
- It's not creepy, it's just nature.
(Crickets chirping)
- It's dead.
- Yeah.
It's good luck you know?
- What?
- A dead crow.
- I don't see how this has
anything to do with luck.
- You should check "Wikipedia."
(Jack sighs)
- Oh shit.
You weren't kidding about the gun.
- No.
- What do you even need a gun for?
- Protection.
- From what?
- You.
(Brittany laughs)
Okay.
- Hey wait, wait, where are you going?
We can't just leave him here.
I mean shouldn't, shouldn't
we bury him or something?
(Jack smirks)
I'm going to.
(Owl hooting)
(Brittany panting)
Will you make me a cross?
- How do you know the crow was Christian?
- Oh you're right, he
was probably a Satanist.
You gonna make me a pentagram?
That be easier?
Here (panting).
Use this.
What, is this against your religion?
- What religion?
- I don't know, whatever
floats your boat man.
(Brittany panting)
- I'm an atheist.
- Okay, me too.
I just think the cross
is a nice point marker.
I got it.
(Crickets chirping)
(Brittany panting)
Do you think this is it?
Like what happens if one day we fall off
like this dead crow onto somebody's roof?
- This is not how, how it works.
- You know for a writer
you're not very metaphorical.
- What if when you're
dead you're just dead?
There's nothing, nothing at all.
(Crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
You okay?
- I'm fine.
(Brittany sniffles)
Sorry.
- About what?
- For kicking you outta the cabin.
(Jack grunts)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
- I should head back.
- Hey, you know you don't
have to sleep outside.
There's plenty of room in the cabin.
- I'm okay.
- [Brittany] I mean it.
- No, it's fine.
Really.
- No, I...
Okay look, I'm gonna
make a formal request.
Please come and sleep inside the cabin.
Look, it's really creepy out here
and this dead crow falling on
the roof is kinda freakin' me out.
And I don't wanna be alone.
(Crickets chirping)
Okay, how 'bout this?
What if I leave in the morning?
No fuss.
Will you sleep inside?
- Yeah.
(Crickets chirping)
(Brittany sniffling)
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
(Crickets chirping)
(Jack sniffling)
(Jack sighs)
(crickets chirping)
(Brittany sighs)
(crickets chirping)
I didn't come here because my
boyfriend broke up with me.
- You should sleep now.
(Crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
- I haven't been able to sleep
soundly since I was seven.
- [Jack] Insomnia?
- Nope.
- Your parents they, they
didn't read bed stories to you?
Tell you how to count sheep?
- My Mom's a flight attendant so
I saw her maybe a collective
10 times in a given year.
So no, no sheep or stories.
She did take me to Disneyland every year
with all of her free miles.
That was nice, yeah.
That was our happy time.
I always looked forward to that.
- Oh.
And your father?
- He never wanted a daughter.
- [Jack] Not much of a father.
- Nope.
(Crickets chirping)
He used to hit me a lot.
- I'm, I'm sorry to hear that.
(Crickets chirping)
(Brittany sniffles)
- [Brittany] I forgave him for
that actiones, never the why.
(Crickets chirping)
- What's the why?
- I don't think you wanna peer
down that rabbit hole Alice.
- No, but I think you want me to.
(Crickets chirping)
- My, my dad's brother,
my uncle used to touch me.
Not in a loving way,
a way in which someone
with no remorse touches you.
Whenever we would go and visit his family,
night after night I would just have
to lay there and let it happen
to me without making a sound.
(Somber music)
(Brittany sniffles)
When I um, told me dad, he
said he didn't tolerate liars.
He didn't want a liar living in his house.
My Mom took me to a shrink.
They tried to put me on
medication but that didn't work.
It's all my fault.
- No.
It's not your fault.
Your uncle was a sick man
and you were just an innocent child.
- I'm not innocent.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
- Hey.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
It's okay.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
Hey, it's okay, it's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
- [Brittany] You don't know that.
- Yes.
It's gonna be okay.
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
No.
It's gonna be okay sweetheart.
- [Brittany] What are you doing (panting)?
- What?
- Why would you do that?
- I was comforting you, I--
- No, don't!
- But I thought this was what you wanted?
- No, no (panting).
You need to leave right now (panting).
You need to leave right now.
You need to leave right now!
- Calm down, okay?
I'm sorry.
(Brittany gasping)
- I have to go.
I have to go.
- Hey?
(Somber music)
(Brittany sobbing)
(wind chime chiming)
(somber music)
(Brittany sobbing)
(somber music)
Hey!
(Somber music)
(Brittany sobbing)
Hey.
(Jack panting)
(somber music)
I don't know what to say. Uh, I thought--
- No, you didn't think.
- I'm sorry.
- Do you have any idea what
that kinda shit can do
to a person like me?
- It was a mistake, okay?
(Somber music)
(wind whistling)
- It's all my fault.
- It's not your fault.
- [Brittany] Will you stop saying that?
(Wolf howling)
(somber music)
- Come, please let's go back.
(Somber music)
Come on.
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(wind chime chiming)
(crickets chirping)
- This is definitely not what
I had in mind when I booked this cabin.
- [Jack] Me neither.
- Blacking out, the dead
crow, you coming onto me.
- I didn't come on--
- It's fine.
It's whatever.
Tell me about France, you know?
What's it like?
I've always dreamed of going
to a Parisian cafe and
just people watching.
- Well, I didn't grow up in Paris.
I grew up in the suburbs.
(Speaking in foreign language)
Trust me, it doesn't exactly
look like a French postcard.
Kind of place where the French government
never manage to handle the
anger, the frustration.
Some of my best friends
got really into violence, ideologies.
I joined the police.
- You're a cop?
- Not anymore.
- Well, you retired?
- My family, we didn't feel safe anymore.
I made a lot of enemies there so...
(wind chime chiming)
(crickets chirping)
People were coming after me.
(Gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
I just, I just wanted a better
life for Sophie, for my wife.
So we aimed for the American dream.
Starting a new life here.
(Jack sighs)
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- Somebody come after you?
(Gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
What did they want?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- That's right, sorry.
(Brittany sighs)
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- You?
- I came here to die.
- You're sick?
- No.
Just tired.
- Tired?
- Mm hm.
The day in and day out struggle
to try and find happiness.
It's just exhausting.
I don't wanna suffer anymore.
(Brittany sniffles)
- [Jack] The pills?
- It hurts the least.
- You don't really wanna die.
- We all wanna die at some point.
Anyone that says they don't
is just fooling themselves.
Everyone has a time and my time has come.
- [Jack] Why now?
Why here?
- Oh, just get away for the weekend.
All the chaos in my head (sniffles).
Go quietly.
- And I showed up and
ruined everything huh?
(Brittany chuckles)
- [Brittany] Pretty much.
(Jack chuckles)
- Well, I suppose I should apologize.
- No.
(Crickets chirping)
(gentle music)
(Jack sighs)
- Don't do it.
- You're getting dangerously
close to strike three Jack.
- This is not a dad's advice.
- [Brittany] I appreciate it
but I have made up my mind.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
- If you were going to kill yourself
why did you take my money?
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
- You needed to know who
was calling the shots.
- You were not.
(Brittany chuckles)
- I guess not anymore, huh?
(Brittany sniffles)
Here.
(Gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
I'm not gonna need this tomorrow.
- No.
- All right.
Maybe I'll just leave
it on my body, you know?
As like a prize for someone that finds me.
- If they find you.
- They'll find me.
And if they don't care enough
to find me then you know,
you'll always know where I am.
- I suppose.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
- Will you promise that you'll
come visit me from time to time?
(Crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(Jack sighs)
- Goodnight Brittany.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
- [Brittany] How do you know
I haven't taken the pills?
- You haven't.
- Are you sure about that?
(Crickets chirping)
- Goodnight.
(Crickets chirping)
(owl hooting)
(wolf howling)
(crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(Jack sighs)
(Brittany grunts)
(somber music)
(lock clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(somber music)
Damn.
(Somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(pills clattering)
(somber music)
(Jack grunts)
(somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack panting)
(Jack groans)
(somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack exhales)
(Jack chuckles)
(somber music)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack speaking in foreign language)
(wolf howling)
(wind howling)
(crickets chirping)
(Jack sighs)
(birds chirping)
(wind chime chiming)
(Jack groaning)
(birds chirping)
- Morning sunshine.
(Brittany panting)
How was your party?
(Tense music)
- What are you doing?
- I was actually gonna
ask you the same thing
but then I kinda answered it
for myself when I found all of this.
(Jack panting)
- You had no right to go through my stuff.
- Look who's talking.
- Please, this is not a toy all right?
- No shit.
- You don't know what you're doing.
(Jack exhales)
- Really?
- No.
- Don't move.
(Tense music)
(keypad beeping)
- If you connect the wires the right way,
and a call is made it will go off.
(Brittany panting)
(keypad beeping)
(phone ringing)
(Brittany panting)
I was going to tell you.
- I don't believe you.
- You, you should go.
You should leave, now.
- Not so fast.
Why do you have this?
- You wouldn't understand.
- Make me.
- It's, I'm not a terrorist.
- Who are you?
- I told you, I was a cop.
(Tense music)
- You're gonna have to
do better than that.
- Okay.
Okay.
(Jack sighs)
My real name is Laurent.
I was part of the GIGN.
The French counter terrorism unit.
Bomb squad.
I studying bombs, how to
diffuse them, how to make them.
I knew everything about terrorists.
Their cells, who trained where.
Who came in and out of the country.
One day they found me.
They threatened my family.
We had to leave France and come here.
- Who are they?
- During one of our raids,
we arrested the son of
a radical terrorist.
His father promised to have my head.
But here they couldn't find me for years.
Then they expanded their
cells in the States,
and somehow when the accident
with Sophie happened--
- If she's even real.
- She was.
They figured out where I was living.
So they showed up one
night proposing a deal.
They would take care of the bills,
her life support, they would
pay for the best doctors,
in exchange for a favor.
- They're using you Laurent.
You were better than this.
You're, you're not a terrorist.
You're just a guy that's
been taken advantage
of and doesn't know a way out.
You're not gonna be responsible
for killing innocent Americans.
- Innocent?
(Laurent scoffs)
No one is innocent.
You can't expect starting a war
on the other side of this world
and just not taking and
responsibility for it.
- Are you defending them right now?
Because what they're
doing is pretty untenable.
Did they, did they
brainwash you or something?
Is that what's happening here?
Where is this gonna be used?
(Tense music)
Tell me.
And if you have to kill me after
you tell me then you know
that that is fine with me.
Because at least I'm not afraid.
Unlike you.
(Vest rustling)
(somber music)
- Las Vegas,
Times Square.
Places where American
people go to be happy.
(Somber music)
- I hate you.
- You wanted to know.
How does it feel knowing
that your dirty little bomb
is going to kill hundreds
of innocent people
who are just trying to have
a happy time in their
otherwise shitty lives?
Does it make you feel like a real man?
Is that it?
(Brittany panting)
I'm sure your daughter
would be very proud.
- [Laurent] Stop it.
- You need to get it through
your thick French scull Laurent.
No matter how many jobs you
make for these wack jobs,
she's not coming back.
- Don't.
- She's gone.
She's dead Laurent and you
are disrespecting her memory.
Sophie is not an excuse to build bombs!
- Stop it!
(Brittany gasping)
- You stop it!
- Why do you care?
My life is meaningless!
- If yours is meaningless
then what is mine?
It's not too late Laurent.
(Brittany gasps)
(Brittany panting)
Oh man.
(Brittany panting)
(gentle music)
- [Laurent] I can't.
- Keep going (panting).
(Wind chime chiming)
(Laurent panting)
(Laurent sighs)
(wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
(flies buzzing)
(wind whistling)
Thank you.
- [Laurent] For what?
- For not, you know.
(Wind chime chiming)
My dad got me a stuffed turtle
every year on my birthday.
They're such precious creatures surrounded
by this hard rough shell,
and they get to choose when
they come out and expose themselves.
The fucker can have 'em all back.
(Phone ringing)
(wind whistling)
- You have to go now.
- No.
- You can't stay.
- I still have a reservation, remember?
- There's no time for jokes Brittany.
If he finds you here he's gonna kill you.
- I'm not leaving.
- Then we both die.
(Gentle music)
(wind chime chiming)
I won't do it.
I'll find a way out of it.
(Gentle music)
(wind chime chiming)
(Laurent sighs)
(gentle music)
(wind whistling)
(Brittany panting)
(gentle music)
(wind chime chiming)
(gentle music)
(Jack sighs)
(wind chime chiming)
(wind whistling)
(crow cawing)
(gentle music)
(Brittany panting)
(gentle music)
(Laurent panting)
(wind whistling)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
Mehdi.
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(gentle music)
(wind whistling)
(Brittany exhaling)
(gentle music)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
- No.
(Gentle music)
(wind whistling)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
No.
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
- Drop the gun!
- Brittany, stay out of this!
(Mehdi speaking in foreign language)
(Laurent speaking in foreign language)
(Brittany gasps)
Okay.
Brittany please.
Drop the gun.
Do it.
Please.
(Brittany screams)
(Mehdi grunts)
(Mehdi groaning)
(Laurent groaning)
(fists thudding)
(men grunting)
(shot firing)
(Brittany panting)
(Laurent panting)
(bugs chirping)
(Brittany gasping)
(bugs chirping)
We have to go.
- Well what about him?
We can't, we can't just leave him there.
- [Laurent] Come.
- [Brittany] Well someone's gonna come...
What about your stuff?
- Leave it.
Come.
Take your things.
Come.
(Wind whistling)
Give me your phone.
(Laurent panting)
(phone beeping)
(phone ringing)
(explosion booming)
(Brittany screams)
(crows cawing)
(Brittany panting)
(crow cawing)
(gentle music)
♪ I cannot force ♪
♪ This anymore ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ I'm foolin' myself ♪
♪ I know the end result ♪
♪ But you give me pieces ♪
♪ Oh, you give me a taste ♪
♪ That I can't replace ♪
♪ Oh, you give me chills ♪
♪ Oh, you give me pills ♪
♪ Through this growing pain ♪
♪ Love tastes like black licorice ♪
♪ When I'm bright ♪
♪ Mm mm ♪
♪ Like an eager child ♪
♪ Who can't sleep ♪
♪ I just wanna fly ♪
♪ But you give me reasons ♪
♪ Oh, you give me love ♪
♪ That I can't trace ♪
♪ You suffocate with memories ♪
♪ The only way out is with your breath ♪
♪ But I am not your vixen ♪
♪ I'm not your supply ♪
♪ You only regret ♪
♪ You only regret ♪
♪ When you wake up in a fever ♪
♪ When you wake up in a sweat ♪
♪ You're the one that's the wreckage ♪
♪ You're the one that's the wish ♪