Into These Dark Woods (2016) - full transcript
(screaming)
(tense music)
- Did you get it done?
- Yeah, I got it done.
- Alright, so what's up?
- I was able to get
around the subpoena
but it wasn't easy, Darien.
- I know it wasn't easy,
is it done?
- Its done, okay.
And Darien, if you want to
keep your little basketball
scholarship, I suggest
you stay out of trouble.
- You sure its a good idea
for you go on this trip?
- Yeah, what harm would it do?
I mean, I'm just ready
to get out of this place.
There's just too much going on.
- I'm worried about you.
Just be safe, aight?
- Thanks for being concerned.
- I got you, aight.
- Alright.
- This trip is gonna
be so much fun.
- Yeah I've been kinda
waiting for this.
- Let me get that.
Hey, where's Travis?
- He's drunk.
- What do you mean?
(mumbling)
Alright well, let's
just go get him.
Here we come, Travis.
(low eerie music)
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
- Are you okay?
- Oh yeah.
I'm fine.
- Are we there yet?
- Soon hopefully.
What are you doing?
- What?
How bout we ask her if she
knows where we're going?
- Are you freaking kidding me?
She's walking a fake
fucking dog.
Let's just keep going.
- Who knows, she probably
knows where it is
since she is from around here.
Look at her.
- Miss?
Excuse me.
Miss, excuse me.
- Hey, lady.
- God damn it.
Shit.
- Miss.
- Get on my motherfucking
nerves this bullshit.
- Hey lady.
Excuse me.
Me and my buddies we're
going to a cabin,
do you know where that could be?
(woman shouting)
Somewhere near Alpine Lake.
- Motherfucker!
This right here.
(tense dramatic music)
- Hey, is there something
wrong with you?
- Do you know the directions?
- No I don't want to
fucking (mumbles).
- Okay dude, just go.
- Thank you.
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* Daddy was a savage
* The sun goes down
* Make no mistakes
* You better be careful
* Out by Alpine Lake
* They're searching
* They're seeking
* For their next prey
* They catch you
* Eat you up
* Nice piece of steak
* Body parts
* In Alpine Lake
* Alpine Lake Alpine Lake
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
- Now see that shit, Brad?
That's exactly what I'm
talking about.
That's what's wrong
with this place.
Fucking young ins coming up here
with their goddamn electric cars
and their bubble gum
flavored cigarettes
and their fucking
mocha frappuccino.
What the hell is this
world coming to?
(gags and spits)
the fuck you put in here, Brad?
This lighter fluid?
Jesus.
You gonna set the whole
forest on fire.
- Well, here it is.
- What?
- Our guest house is
bigger than this dump.
- Oh my god.
Raise your hand if you
don't give a shit
about Travis's guest house.
- Not by unanimous decision,
your honor.
That's cause we have a good
time in that guest house.
- We sure did.
A real good time.
- I think its nice.
- You mean nicer than
that one room flat
that we picked you up at?
That place isn't hard to top.
- Travis, keep
running your mouth
and your first case is
gonna be as a victim
and not a lawyer.
- Hey man, what's up
with you all of a sudden?
- What do you mean?
- I don't know, ever since
you've gotten back from college
you're just different.
- Well Harvard makes a
man a lot more confident.
- Babe, I like when
you're confident.
- Thanks baby.
- Just remember why we're here,
okay.
We're here for Monica.
- You said you guys
weren't a thing anymore.
- We aren't.
- Damn.
- This is really nice.
- Let's go see where
the rooms are at.
- This place is a dump.
- Hey guys, there's a hot tub.
- What?
I know where I'm staying.
- Yeah, me too.
Travis.
(soft rock music)
- Babe, there.
- Okay.
- You know your dumb ass
could be helping me over here.
What the hell are you doing
anyway with your hand out,
you jerking off an
invisible Sasquatch?
Get the hell down
here and help me,
you lazy son of a bitch.
(soft rock music)
- Oh my god.
The bathroom is so nice.
Babe, we can have
some serious fun
in the tub later.
- I should of been in
charge of this.
I would of found a much
better cabin.
Beds that don't squeak.
- Do you want to hear what
real squeaking sounds like?
- Oddly I do.
- You're gonna have to wait
till tonight to find out.
- This weekend was to
release tension
not create more of it.
- So uh, anyone up for a drink?
- Oh me.
- How many bottles
have you broken
in your illustrious career?
- Well.
Enough to do this.
(laughs)
- Nice.
- Show off.
- Well hello there, pretty lady.
I haven't seen you here before.
- Hi.
- So what can I get you?
- Let me get a jack and coke.
Matter of fact, make
that a virgin.
- Ballsy.
You heard that, Kat?
She likes to drink just
like you, virgin.
Come on everybody, lets
get this party started.
We came here to party
our asses off
and release some of the
pressures of school.
- Pressure?
What do you know about pressure?
Your dad owns like one
of the largest
law firms in LA.
You're set for life, dick head.
- Best chicks in the
world are from LA.
- Jimmy, really?
Come on, don't be a
douce like Travis.
I mean I know you both of you
think with your smaller head
but come on.
- Not me.
I also think with my
wallet and my money
and making more money.
Which is why I'm only
taking on rich clients
once I pass the bar.
- What?
Rich clients.
Everybody deserves a
good attorney.
You must really only be
worried about your wallet.
- Looks who talking, miss
law school and now pre med.
Money talks, bullshit walks,
honey.
- Tell em, babe.
You can't buy no Bentley
and go on shopping sprees
in Paris representing
poor ass people.
- Is that why you went to
law school, for the money?
- [Both] Hell yeah.
- Unreal.
- I'll be right back.
Hey dad, what's up?
- Hey dad, what's up?
Oh you ran out of toilet paper?
Oh that's alright.
I'll still kiss your ass anyway.
Oh you had to use 100
dollar bills?
Think you can wire them
to me afterwards?
Awesome.
(laughs)
- Idiot.
- He's such a tool.
- What's that?
- Let's see.
What's he doing?
- I don't know.
- Hi.
- You okay?
Mm-hmm.
You sure?
Alright.
- Get in here.
- What's that for?
- Cell phone detox.
- No.
Babe, don't.
- We're miles away
from the city.
- I don't care.
I need to be available.
This is important.
Hey!
- If Kat can miss her
MMA paper views
you can go without your
cellphone for a couple days.
- Objection.
- Overruled.
When you're in LA and
we see you on TV
for defending rich
celebrities for, I don't know,
jay walking and drunk driving,
we'll let you use your
cellphone then.
Until then, shut up.
- When I'm in LA taking
on those big clients,
I won't be hanging
around you losers.
- Thanks.
- Not you, bro.
- You know what, Travis?
In this case, you pray to God
the original daddy hurries up
and makes you a partner
in his law firm.
- These are disappearing
until Sunday night.
- Isn't there supposed to
be a caretaker around here?
- Yeah I think I saw him
chopping firewood earlier.
- Who gives a shit about him.
We don't need him.
Come on, let's get this
party started.
- Oh.
- Well um.
No training for three days
so I'm gonna go for a run.
- I don't get it.
You really like getting
into the ring?
- I like kicking ass,
what can I say?
- Um only men should fight.
- I'm all for girls fighting.
Chicks fighting but
with pillows and jello.
- Or chocolate.
- I love it.
I got 500 on Kat.
I'm sorry babe but look at her.
She's got more
muscles than I do.
- You know what, Travis?
Maybe I should practice
my skills on your face?
- That would be such
a quick fight.
- I don't fight chicks.
I only screw them.
- That's a good thing cause
she would kick your ass.
- You know what, he's
got a point.
Two hits.
Me hitting Travis's face and
Travis hitting the floor.
- Y'all didn't know Kat
is part dude?
Which bathroom do you use?
- Travis, shut up.
- You're one tough bitch.
- I mean do you feel
anything towards women
like I don't know, respect?
- No, not at all.
- Ew.
You're really a fucking pig.
(oinking)
- You should say, a
really rich freaking pig.
- Its not funny, Travis.
- Oh please.
How bout you just sit
there and look pretty
and don't say nothing?
- Travis!
Oh my god, you really
are a disgusting
rich little pig and if
you say anything like that
to her again, I'm gonna
whoop your ass.
- I'm going out for a smoke.
- Amanda, come on.
Don't demean yourself.
You gotta stick up for yourself.
I mean you could do a
lot better than Travis.
- These chicks are a trip.
- I like them.
They seem pretty cool.
- Well you are a blonde.
- Travis?
Why are you always
treat me like this?
I've done nothing wrong to you.
- You're a good screw, babe.
Plenty of trim would love for me
to show them some attention.
Count yourself lucky
that I even talk to you.
Let alone showcase you
around as my girl.
- Cool.
(door slams)
(thunder crashes)
- Dude, that was cold.
- The hell with her.
She knows her place.
- So you're working your
way through school, right?
- Well yeah.
I've been working since I
was a freshman.
Me and my mom.
My dad passed away
when I was four.
So its just been me and
her ever since.
- She sounds like a great woman.
- Well she was and she was
my best friend.
She died last year.
- Well.
I'm sure she's
looking down on you
and is extremely proud.
I mean, pre law now
medical school,
all on your own.
That's incredible.
- Yeah but what's incredible
you are incredible.
Dropping out of school,
running your dad's garage.
That's ultimate boss
shit right there.
- I mean, I like kicking ass.
When I'm in the ring,
I kinda tune out the world.
Whether its five minutes
or 10 minutes.
That's where I'm just
focused on nothing else
but me and task at hand and
just giving the best damn
fight that I can.
- Yeah well you sure
did impress me.
- Girl, please.
You impress me.
- I don't know how you do it.
All this training and
weightlifting for what,
to get a black eye and like
four minutes in the ring.
- Like I said, I
like kicking ass
but you know what?
You lost your dad when
you were four
and you work two jobs to
help your mom make ends meet
and now med school.
I mean.
Strength isn't a muscle thing.
You're a tough girl, too.
- I really don't think so
but thanks for saying
that anyway.
- Well I'm gonna go make
myself a kale shake.
Do you want one?
- Hell no.
That sounds disgusting.
That's like ultimate
badassdom right there.
Kale shake?
What is your stomach
made of titanium?
- Badassdom, huh?
I like it.
Its actually pretty
good and obviously
its really good for you.
You should try it.
Its a lot better than
it sounds, believe me.
- Yeah okay.
- So you think there any
bears and shit out there?
- Probably all types of bears
and mountain lions out there.
- You think the girls
know about it?
- For what?
I'm sure Kat could kick
some bear ass
with her MMA ass.
- True.
- How in the hell do
you put up with Travis?
- Yeah, he's such a douche.
- He's really not that bad
its just more of a show
than anything,
you know what I mean?
- Yeah but Amanda
wouldn't that be more
of a reason to leave
his ass alone?
- Yeah I mean he has no
respect for women whatsoever.
- You guys, he's not that bad.
What?
(woman chanting)
(low eerie music)
- If she starts cutting off
chicken's heads and shit,
that's it, we're out of here.
(low eerie music)
(woman chanting)
- Looks like some crazy
shit voodoo shit, you guys.
- Okay, I think its time to go.
- Yeah, yeah.
(woman chanting)
- This feels so good.
Oh my god, my legs are
like killing me right now.
(tense music)
- This is perfect.
This is exactly what I needed.
We only were walking.
What the fuck?
What was that?
Did you guys see that?
- No, I think you're tripping.
- No I'm not.
- No I saw something.
- I'm not tripping.
There was something
there or someone there.
- Well there's nothing
there right now.
- Okay, well I'm gonna
sit right here.
- Whatever.
That's a lot of freaky shit
that we've been seeing.
Especially that lady
in the woods.
What's up with it?
- Yeah that was some
creepy shit.
- Creepy no.
More like psychotic.
- I'm trying to relax here
and yeah now I only can
think about her
and whatever I just saw.
Never even seen anything
like that in my life, ever.
- Yeah looked like some kind
of African ritual or something.
- You guys are overreacting.
That crazy ass lady can keep
her crazy ass in the woods.
(woman chanting)
(airplane flying overhead)
(tense dramatic music)
(knock at door)
- Who the hell could that be?
- Maybe it's Kat?
- What?
No one's there.
(knocking)
What the hell's going on here?
(low eerie music)
(leaves crunching)
- Hey what do you say we
order a pizza?
- Sounds good to me but someone
took my phone, remember?
- Wait, wait, wait.
Can we get meat lovers?
- Sure.
I'm gonna go ask Monica.
Do you know where she is?
- In her bedroom.
Now's your chance, Romeo.
- It's really not what you
think.
- Oh you so you
wouldn't mind if I?
That's what I thought.
(knocking)
- I uh.
Just wanted to see if
you'd like some pizza.
- Sounds good to me, thanks.
Anything else?
- No.
(soft uplifting music)
(insects chirping)
(knocking)
(low eerie music)
(tense dramatic music)
- Uh Travis?
- Extra large pizzas here.
- About damn time.
- 25.24.
- You take credit cards?
Sure.
- You kids up here alone?
- No, God is with us.
God is everywhere.
- I'll be right back.
- He better not be
charging shit with my card
or copying my info.
I'm not tipping him.
- Hey man, this card
didn't work.
- That's impossible.
Try it again.
- I ran it two times.
- Whatever.
Jimmy, do you have
any cash on you?
Probably just my dad
being an ass.
- Don't worry.
My treat, mister big shot.
- Hey you kids be safe up here.
People have been known to go
missing around there's parts
at Alpine Lake.
(eerie music)
- what the fuck?
- What do you see?
- I just saw a guy
standing right there
staring at the house.
Its like he was watching
us or something.
- This is crazy.
He's completely gone.
- Fuck it.
Let's get back.
(tense dramatic music)
- Jesus.
- Well you're close.
If I could just master that
whole water into wine thing.
- What the hell are you
doing out here?
- And why the hell are
you spying on us, old man?
- Sorry to frighten you
pretty little ladies.
My name is Walter, I'm
the groundskeeper
of the property y'all
been staying at.
- We didn't call you.
So why are you hanging
around our place?
- Cause he's a creep,
that's why.
- Your place?
This here is my place.
- What the hell are you
talking about?
- I'm the groundskeeper.
Y'all are college students,
right?
You don't strike me as
particularly bright.
- We don't need your assistance
this weekend, old man.
- Well then y'all just have
yourselves a fine weekend.
- Let's get out of here.
- Hey.
You stay away from the
cabin this weekend or else.
- What happened?
- The damn caretaker.
- What the caretaker
seriously has nothing better
to do than try to scare us?
What was he doing
standing out there
looking at us
through the window?
- He's an idiot, that's why
- A little retarded.
- It just doesn't make
any sense, you guys.
Why would he be
trying to scare us?
Maybe we should just leave.
- Bullshit.
We're not going nowhere.
That old fart can kiss my ass.
We're gonna party all weekend.
- You know what, for once
he's actually got a point.
I mean come on Monica, we
can't just leave
because that old dude out there
is a little off his rockers.
- That dude is way
off his rockers.
- We don't have anything
to worry about.
Besides, I told him if he
comes back around here again
I'll kick his ass.
Now can we eat?
- I don't like this.
- We'll be fine.
Come on.
(shouts)
(screaming)
(wet crunching)
- That was pretty good.
- Well Amanda made it, Travis.
Why don't you tell her?
- Yeah Travis, that would
be nice of you.
- No it's fine, I don't
mind cooking at all.
- It was very good.
- No. He should tell you.
- No seriously it's fine,
I don't care.
- That's bullshit.
You need to tell her, Travis.
- Okay, okay.
You did good, dear.
Real good.
- Well hell I liked it.
I'm getting another piece.
- You really should
dump this idiot, Amanda
and get a real man.
- A real man like who, you?
I'm more man than you
can handle, babe.
- Oh yeah?
We'll never know.
I wouldn't want to.
- Okay I'm gonna go get
ready for bed.
(groaning)
(tense eerie music)
- I always wanted to do
this as a kid.
- So why didn't you?
- Well, my dad being a
grease monkey and everything
he just never wanted to
do anything like this.
If it didn't involve cars
or gambling or alcohol
he just wanted no part of it.
- Well now you can cross
this off your bucket list.
- Yeah, you're right.
- Hey Jimmy, can you
hand me some marshmallow?
- I got it.
- Can I get a graham
cracker and chocolate.
- Chocolate, too?
Alright.
- Hey Travis, where's Amanda?
- She's inside.
- Yeah I wonder what
you did to her.
- I didn't do anything to her.
- I'm sure you did something.
- She seemed pretty upset.
- Whatever, she knows her place
- You're such a tool, Travis.
Well at least you get to
use a long stick
once in your life.
(mock laughter)
- You know what, some
things never change, Travis.
(panting)
(engine revving)
(moaning)
(eerie tense music)
(tense dramatic music)
(banging)
- Hey.
- Yeah?
- Did you hear that?
- Hear what?
(banging)
- That.
- I'll go see what it is.
- Did you guys hear that?
- Yeah but what the fuck was it?
- I don't know.
(bang)
- Did you guys hear that?
- No, we all just had
a craving for ice cream
at the same time.
- Maybe it was the
creepy groundskeeper guy.
- It really better not be.
I already threatened to
kick his ass.
- Maybe it was the lady we
saw in the woods earlier.
- Yeah maybe she's
coming to kill us
and cook our bones but she
figured she would knock first.
- Why you always playing,
Travis?
- There's no one on the
security monitor.
- What's that?
- Maybe that's not
such a good idea.
- That's definitely
not a good idea.
- What the hell?
- Oh my God, is she alive?
- I'm not sure.
- What the fuck?
Oh my God.
What do you think
happened to her?
- It looks like she was stabbed.
You guys, her pulse
is really weak
and her breathing is faint.
- Stabbed?
Who the fuck stabbed her?
- Oh my God.
I don't fucking know
but you need
to call 911 right the fuck now.
- How?
Someone took our
phones remember.
- I'll fucking get them!
(phone beeping)
- There's no dial tone.
- I can't find the cellphones.
They're not where I left them.
- What the hell are we gonna do?
I'm really fucking starting
to get scared, I can't.
- I don't know.
- I don't know.
- What?
It's my back up.
My back phone.
Shit, no signal.
- Let's get her to the van.
We need to get her to
the hospital.
- You guys aren't coming?
- Hell no.
Harvard, remember?
I can't wait to see how you
sell this one to the cops.
- Oh my God, Travis.
- Where the fuck did
he put them?
- What are you looking for?
- The cell phones, I got
to find the cellphones.
- Babe you're
starting to worry me.
Calm down.
- Stop being so annoying!
I'm sorry, babe.
Baby.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm just trying
to get us out of here.
My other phone has signal
so if I can just find it
we can get the hell out of here.
Baby, open up.
Open the door.
- Wait.
- Shit.
- What, what?
What's going on?
- The wire's cut.
- What?
What the fuck?
You mean to tell me we're
stuck out here?
- Oh my God, fuck.
Oh my God.
She's dead.
She's dead!
Guys she's dead.
Shit.
Oh my God.
- Let's get inside.
- What the fuck are we
gonna do now?
- I don't know but I
really don't think
it's a good idea that we're
standing out here in the open.
Let's go.
- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna kick his ass.
- Yeah well maybe if we
leave him alone
he'll leave us alone.
- I don't think
that's a good idea.
- Tell that to my car.
- Travis, you're not
gonna go with him?
- For what?
It ain't my car.
Besides, I just took a
nice relaxing pill
to help calm my nerves.
That old man Walter, come on,
Jimmy should have no
trouble kicking his ass.
(eerie tense music)
(urinating)
(tense techno music)
- Walter!
Get your ass out here!
Walter!
Walter if you're back there,
this isn't fucking funny.
(tense techno music)
- Travis!
How 'bout you get your ass up
and see what the hells
going on out there?
- How bout you take your
UFC MMA ass out there?
- You know what?
Maybe I will.
You really are an asshole,
Travis.
I'll go get him myself.
- Wait, Kat.
I'ma go, too.
- Hey dear, can you make
me a sandwich?
- Seriously, make it yourself.
(wet crunching)
- Damn, Kat.
We've been walking forever.
- Just keep an eye out, okay?
- Where in the hell
could Jimmy be?
- I don't know.
Jimmy!
Jimmy!
That little bastard took
all our phones but kept his.
- But why would he, why would
he just leave his phone here
and walk off?
That doesn't make any sense.
- He wouldn't.
- I wonder if he was
able to call for help.
- There's no signal.
Dude, what is your problem?
- My, my.
Lovely young ladies.
- What the hell did you do
with our friend, shitbag?
- Where the hell is Jimmy?
- Your friend?
- Yeah average looking guy
with dark hair.
- I ain't seen anybody.
- Bullshit, old man.
- Well ain't you just
a feisty little thing.
- Look you motherfucker,
you need
to tell us what you did
with our friend right now
or I'ma put my foot up your ass.
- Oh you like it rough, too?
Well good luck with that.
- Alright, then.
You better tell us what the
hell you did with Jimmy.
- Look, ain't seen your friend.
I don't know where he is.
Maybe he got hit in the head,
got all dizzy and passed
out somewhere.
- Oh fine, fine.
Well just see what the
sheriff says about that.
- Well good luck.
Gonna take his fat ass
more than an hour
to get up this far.
(tense dramatic music)
(grunting)
- What the hell, Kat?
- Come on, help me
get him inside.
- And do what with him?
- We're gonna tie him up and
we're gonna beat some answers
out of him.
- My God, are you
sure about this?
- Yeah.
- What about Jimmy?
He's still out there somewhere.
- Well.
I don't know, maybe he's
back at the house right now.
- I sure hope so.
Damn it, damn it, Kat!
- God help you if you did
anything to our friend.
- This is bullshit.
This is like the
worst trip ever.
You guys sure know how
to ruin a trip.
- This isn't good.
Where could Jimmy be?
- I don't know, okay.
That guy over there definitely
had something to do with it.
I just fucking know it.
- So what are we
gonna do with him?
- I don't know.
This wasn't my idea.
But by the way Kat looks,
it can't be good.
Shit I still don't
have a signal.
I'm gonna go out back to see
if I can get some more bars.
Stupid ass phone.
Still aint got no damn signal.
Here we go, here we go.
Got one bar.
- Where's Monica?
- Monica?
Monica, yo, Monica.
Monica.
- They're sending a car out,
guys.
But get this, they won't
be here till the morning.
There's only one officer on duty
and he's all tied up.
How ironic.
- I'm not waiting around
here till the morning.
- Yeah what if
Jimmy's still hurt?
- I'm not leaving him out there.
(grunts)
- Where's our friend, asshole
and what did you do with
our cellphones?
- Look pretty boy, I
already told you
I don't know where your
goddamn friend is.
- You're lying.
- Sir, just tell us
where our friend is
and we'll let you go.
(grunts)
- I'm sick of playing games.
- Look princess.
- No, shut up.
- Oh God damn.
- I will cut you up
piece by piece
until you tell us
where Jimmy is.
- Look, princess, I told you.
I don't know where
your friend is.
I was outside minding
my own goddamn business.
You knocked my out,
dragged me in here
tied me to this fucking chair.
You know, I can't wait
till the sheriff sees this
cause I am pressing
charges against all y'all.
- You press charges on us?
Get the hell out of here,
you wacko.
- He does have a point, Travis.
Kidnapping, assault in
the first degree.
We're holding him
against his will.
- What about kidnapping our
friend or worse, murder?
- That's all circumstantial
evidence at this point.
- I say we torture his
ass until he tells us
where Jimmy is.
- Why don't you just wait
a second, Kat.
Come on.
Why don't we just talk this out
and wait till the morning.
When the sheriff comes
we can sort everything out.
- No, no I'm not leaving
Jimmy out there.
- I'm with Kat on this on.
This prick is the only one
who knows where Jimmy is.
- I'm not waiting around
here another minute longer.
I'm leaving.
- Where are you gonna go?
The van is busted, remember?
You're better off just waiting
for the sheriff to arrive.
- No, I'm gonna call a
cab or an uber
or a Lyft or something.
(screaming)
what the hell?
- What just happened?
- I don't know.
- Is everyone okay?
- What the hell just happened?
- Oh my God, where did he go?
- I don't know but I'm
gonna go find him and Jimmy.
- Hey if you didn't
find him the first time
what makes you think
you're gonna find him now?
- I have to try.
I'm not just gonna leave
Jimmy out there.
- Wait, Kat, I'm
gonna go with you.
- No just.
You'll slow me down, okay just.
Just wait, no just wait here.
Okay?
Just in case he comes back.
- Are you sure about this?
Yes.
- Yeah, keep all their
crazy asses out.
- You're not gonna go with her?
- Waste of time.
Jimmy's okay, he's probably
just passed out somewhere.
Kat already scared
Walter shitless.
So I don't think she'll
have any trouble.
- I'm out of here.
- Where the fuck are you going?
- I don't fucking know.
- Does she not remember
that the car doesn't work?
- I think she's going,
just in panic mode and
not thinking clearly
she's starting to lose it.
(leaves crunching)
- Where is she?
Wait, I see Kat!
She's coming, she's coming.
Wait.
I don't see Jimmy with her.
(tense dramatic music)
Kat get over here!
(grunts)
Kat get the fuck in
the house now!
- Just wait a minute.
Not until I beat his ass.
- Kat get in the house now!
Kat, now.
Get in the house.
- Where's Amanda?
- His crazy ass took her.
Just sit here and let me grab
something to clean you up.
- What happened?
Where's Mandy?
- He took her!
- Who took her?
- We need to go after them.
- You're in no condition
to go anywhere.
You just sit here and
you be quiet.
You have a concussion.
And your nose is
probably broken.
- Wouldn't be the first time.
- Look I think I
stopped the bleeding.
- Okay, well then I'm
going after him.
- No, you sit down.
You're in on condition
to go anywhere.
- I have to.
- I'm going to get
Amanda and Jimmy.
- No wait.
- Jimmy's dead.
- Lock the door behind me.
(tense dramatic music)
(leaves crunching)
Hey.
I'm here.
Just be quiet, alright.
Okay, just be quiet.
I'm gonna get you out of here,
alright.
Just stay still.
Almost done.
Almost done, babe.
Run.
Stand back while I check it out.
It's the pizza guy's car.
(crickets chirping)
Alright, I'll distract him
while you get back to the cabin.
- No, no babe.
Just go back, it's just safer.
- Take this.
Go.
Come on, motherfucker.
Come on, come on, open the door.
(grunting)
(screaming)
- Maybe we can make it
until the sheriff comes.
- But who knows how long
that's gonna be.
We can't stay here,
its not safe.
We have to get out of here.
- He just kept stabbing
him and stabbing him
and stabbing him and
fucking stabbing him
like he was a fucking
piece of meat.
- Yeah but what are we gonna do?
We need a car.
- A car.
A car.
There was a car down the road.
Travis and I saw it
but there was no keys at all.
- That car can be our
only chance out of here.
- Yeah but she said
there's no keys.
- It's not a problem remember,
my dad used to own a
repair shop.
- Yeah but you can't do that,
it's too dangerous, Kat.
- Well this is our only
shot out of here.
We have to get out of here.
We can't stay here.
I gotta go.
That car could be only
shot out of here.
I'm willing to take this chance.
I'm going.
(panting)
- Now all we got to do is wait
for Kat to come back, okay?
- What if she doesn't come back,
what if she doesn't
even make it to the car?
- Calm down.
- No.
- I'm sure she's
gonna be alright.
- Oh God.
- This is Kat we're
talking about.
- Oh shit.
It's the pizza man's car.
Goddamn it!
(panting)
Shit!
Oh God.
(tense dramatic music)
(screams)
- Let me check if I can
get some bars.
Nothing.
- She's probably dead.
Just like that, probably
found Jimmy and Travis.
So that means we're
gonna be next.
- No we're gonna be fine.
Where's the damn sheriff?
You know what, no.
Fuck the sheriff.
Where the fuck is Kat?
- Like I said, she's
probably dead.
(mumbles)
- She should of been
back by now.
Come on.
- Oh my God, that must be Kat
or the sheriff or the killer
but honestly, who the
fuck cares anymore.
We're all gonna die anyway.
(shushes)
- Amanda, wait.
Wait.
- What?
- We don't know
what's out there.
(grunts)
- Oh my God.
(crickets chirping)
I got his keys, so.
We're gonna make a run for
it to the house
and lock ourselves in.
Then we just got to wait till
the sheriff comes, alright?
- Why is this happening to us?
- I don't know.
Ready?
Go, go, go, go.
Somebody at the front door.
(tense eerie music)
(screaming)
- Oh my God, oh my God.
(screaming)
(tense dramatic music)
- Oh my God.
- What the fuck is that?
- Looks like the pizza guy.
(screams)
- Oh my God.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- Wait.
Amanda look at this.
There's a road up there.
(screaming)
- Monica?
Monica?
(grunting)
- Amanda?
Amanda?
Amanda?
Fuck.
Amanda?
- Fuck, get off me.
(screaming)
- Amanda?
(tense dramatic music)
Amanda.
(screaming)
(tense dramatic music)
(screaming)
(muffled screaming)
What the hell?
- There's some creepy
shit going on out there.
- Yeah old man, we
thought it was you.
All my friends are dead.
- But we ain't and we're
getting the hell out of here.
- Yeah well how are we
gonna do that?
Do you have a plan?
- Hell yeah I got a plan.
Get out and not get eaten.
Come on.
- I'm so sick of running.
Bring it on, bitch.
(tense dramatic music)
(grunts)
(screams)
(tense dramatic music)
(screaming)
(sirens wailing)
Someone help me!
Someone help me please!
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Yes, this is Dr. Richardson.
Yes I am the biology professor,
room 138.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes, um I very interested
but I'm gonna have to
call you back.
It's lunchtime.
(eerie music)
(kids laughing)
(grunting)
- I don't know, I heard
it was a cabin people
were renting or something.
Maybe we could find
something like that.
Yeah, wouldn't that be fun?
We could have so much fun.
Oh look, here's a
flyer right here.
I know.
You think if we take in there
that she would like tell
us more stuff about it?
Yeah, alright come on.
It's right there.
Come on, let's go see.
(somber piano music)
- Hey, Mr. Richardson,
we got a warrant for
your arrest.
- No man, come on.
Come on, brother.
Come on.
- Stop resisting.
(somber piano music)
(knocking)
- One moment, please.
One moment.
Come in.
- Hi.
- Hello.
- Is this your cabin?
- It is my cabin, it's
beautiful.
- Yeah, so me and my
friends wanted
to know if we could rent
it out this weekend.
Is it available?
- It is available.
I'll email you the details,
Sarah.
- Okay, great.
Thank you.
- Thank you.
See you next week.
(woman chanting)
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh
* Eat your bones
* Daddy was a savage
* The sun goes down
* Make no mistakes
* You better be careful
* Out by Alpine Lake
* They're searching
* They're seeking
* For the next prey
* They catch you
* Cut you up devour
* Eat you up like
* Like a piece of steak
* Body parts and blood
* Blood
* Floating
* In Alpine Lake
* Alpine Lake Alpine
Lake Alpine Lake *
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and bones
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and bones
* Daddy was a savage
* Forest is dark
* Your car break down
* You can't get it to start
* Everything around you
* Is unfamiliar
* Next thing you know
* You're looking in the face
* Of the Alpine killer
* Drag you through the mud
* Cut your throat
* Lick your fingers while
* They sipping on your blood
* Blood
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* Daddy was a savage
(tense music)
- Did you get it done?
- Yeah, I got it done.
- Alright, so what's up?
- I was able to get
around the subpoena
but it wasn't easy, Darien.
- I know it wasn't easy,
is it done?
- Its done, okay.
And Darien, if you want to
keep your little basketball
scholarship, I suggest
you stay out of trouble.
- You sure its a good idea
for you go on this trip?
- Yeah, what harm would it do?
I mean, I'm just ready
to get out of this place.
There's just too much going on.
- I'm worried about you.
Just be safe, aight?
- Thanks for being concerned.
- I got you, aight.
- Alright.
- This trip is gonna
be so much fun.
- Yeah I've been kinda
waiting for this.
- Let me get that.
Hey, where's Travis?
- He's drunk.
- What do you mean?
(mumbling)
Alright well, let's
just go get him.
Here we come, Travis.
(low eerie music)
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
- Are you okay?
- Oh yeah.
I'm fine.
- Are we there yet?
- Soon hopefully.
What are you doing?
- What?
How bout we ask her if she
knows where we're going?
- Are you freaking kidding me?
She's walking a fake
fucking dog.
Let's just keep going.
- Who knows, she probably
knows where it is
since she is from around here.
Look at her.
- Miss?
Excuse me.
Miss, excuse me.
- Hey, lady.
- God damn it.
Shit.
- Miss.
- Get on my motherfucking
nerves this bullshit.
- Hey lady.
Excuse me.
Me and my buddies we're
going to a cabin,
do you know where that could be?
(woman shouting)
Somewhere near Alpine Lake.
- Motherfucker!
This right here.
(tense dramatic music)
- Hey, is there something
wrong with you?
- Do you know the directions?
- No I don't want to
fucking (mumbles).
- Okay dude, just go.
- Thank you.
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* Daddy was a savage
* The sun goes down
* Make no mistakes
* You better be careful
* Out by Alpine Lake
* They're searching
* They're seeking
* For their next prey
* They catch you
* Eat you up
* Nice piece of steak
* Body parts
* In Alpine Lake
* Alpine Lake Alpine Lake
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
- Now see that shit, Brad?
That's exactly what I'm
talking about.
That's what's wrong
with this place.
Fucking young ins coming up here
with their goddamn electric cars
and their bubble gum
flavored cigarettes
and their fucking
mocha frappuccino.
What the hell is this
world coming to?
(gags and spits)
the fuck you put in here, Brad?
This lighter fluid?
Jesus.
You gonna set the whole
forest on fire.
- Well, here it is.
- What?
- Our guest house is
bigger than this dump.
- Oh my god.
Raise your hand if you
don't give a shit
about Travis's guest house.
- Not by unanimous decision,
your honor.
That's cause we have a good
time in that guest house.
- We sure did.
A real good time.
- I think its nice.
- You mean nicer than
that one room flat
that we picked you up at?
That place isn't hard to top.
- Travis, keep
running your mouth
and your first case is
gonna be as a victim
and not a lawyer.
- Hey man, what's up
with you all of a sudden?
- What do you mean?
- I don't know, ever since
you've gotten back from college
you're just different.
- Well Harvard makes a
man a lot more confident.
- Babe, I like when
you're confident.
- Thanks baby.
- Just remember why we're here,
okay.
We're here for Monica.
- You said you guys
weren't a thing anymore.
- We aren't.
- Damn.
- This is really nice.
- Let's go see where
the rooms are at.
- This place is a dump.
- Hey guys, there's a hot tub.
- What?
I know where I'm staying.
- Yeah, me too.
Travis.
(soft rock music)
- Babe, there.
- Okay.
- You know your dumb ass
could be helping me over here.
What the hell are you doing
anyway with your hand out,
you jerking off an
invisible Sasquatch?
Get the hell down
here and help me,
you lazy son of a bitch.
(soft rock music)
- Oh my god.
The bathroom is so nice.
Babe, we can have
some serious fun
in the tub later.
- I should of been in
charge of this.
I would of found a much
better cabin.
Beds that don't squeak.
- Do you want to hear what
real squeaking sounds like?
- Oddly I do.
- You're gonna have to wait
till tonight to find out.
- This weekend was to
release tension
not create more of it.
- So uh, anyone up for a drink?
- Oh me.
- How many bottles
have you broken
in your illustrious career?
- Well.
Enough to do this.
(laughs)
- Nice.
- Show off.
- Well hello there, pretty lady.
I haven't seen you here before.
- Hi.
- So what can I get you?
- Let me get a jack and coke.
Matter of fact, make
that a virgin.
- Ballsy.
You heard that, Kat?
She likes to drink just
like you, virgin.
Come on everybody, lets
get this party started.
We came here to party
our asses off
and release some of the
pressures of school.
- Pressure?
What do you know about pressure?
Your dad owns like one
of the largest
law firms in LA.
You're set for life, dick head.
- Best chicks in the
world are from LA.
- Jimmy, really?
Come on, don't be a
douce like Travis.
I mean I know you both of you
think with your smaller head
but come on.
- Not me.
I also think with my
wallet and my money
and making more money.
Which is why I'm only
taking on rich clients
once I pass the bar.
- What?
Rich clients.
Everybody deserves a
good attorney.
You must really only be
worried about your wallet.
- Looks who talking, miss
law school and now pre med.
Money talks, bullshit walks,
honey.
- Tell em, babe.
You can't buy no Bentley
and go on shopping sprees
in Paris representing
poor ass people.
- Is that why you went to
law school, for the money?
- [Both] Hell yeah.
- Unreal.
- I'll be right back.
Hey dad, what's up?
- Hey dad, what's up?
Oh you ran out of toilet paper?
Oh that's alright.
I'll still kiss your ass anyway.
Oh you had to use 100
dollar bills?
Think you can wire them
to me afterwards?
Awesome.
(laughs)
- Idiot.
- He's such a tool.
- What's that?
- Let's see.
What's he doing?
- I don't know.
- Hi.
- You okay?
Mm-hmm.
You sure?
Alright.
- Get in here.
- What's that for?
- Cell phone detox.
- No.
Babe, don't.
- We're miles away
from the city.
- I don't care.
I need to be available.
This is important.
Hey!
- If Kat can miss her
MMA paper views
you can go without your
cellphone for a couple days.
- Objection.
- Overruled.
When you're in LA and
we see you on TV
for defending rich
celebrities for, I don't know,
jay walking and drunk driving,
we'll let you use your
cellphone then.
Until then, shut up.
- When I'm in LA taking
on those big clients,
I won't be hanging
around you losers.
- Thanks.
- Not you, bro.
- You know what, Travis?
In this case, you pray to God
the original daddy hurries up
and makes you a partner
in his law firm.
- These are disappearing
until Sunday night.
- Isn't there supposed to
be a caretaker around here?
- Yeah I think I saw him
chopping firewood earlier.
- Who gives a shit about him.
We don't need him.
Come on, let's get this
party started.
- Oh.
- Well um.
No training for three days
so I'm gonna go for a run.
- I don't get it.
You really like getting
into the ring?
- I like kicking ass,
what can I say?
- Um only men should fight.
- I'm all for girls fighting.
Chicks fighting but
with pillows and jello.
- Or chocolate.
- I love it.
I got 500 on Kat.
I'm sorry babe but look at her.
She's got more
muscles than I do.
- You know what, Travis?
Maybe I should practice
my skills on your face?
- That would be such
a quick fight.
- I don't fight chicks.
I only screw them.
- That's a good thing cause
she would kick your ass.
- You know what, he's
got a point.
Two hits.
Me hitting Travis's face and
Travis hitting the floor.
- Y'all didn't know Kat
is part dude?
Which bathroom do you use?
- Travis, shut up.
- You're one tough bitch.
- I mean do you feel
anything towards women
like I don't know, respect?
- No, not at all.
- Ew.
You're really a fucking pig.
(oinking)
- You should say, a
really rich freaking pig.
- Its not funny, Travis.
- Oh please.
How bout you just sit
there and look pretty
and don't say nothing?
- Travis!
Oh my god, you really
are a disgusting
rich little pig and if
you say anything like that
to her again, I'm gonna
whoop your ass.
- I'm going out for a smoke.
- Amanda, come on.
Don't demean yourself.
You gotta stick up for yourself.
I mean you could do a
lot better than Travis.
- These chicks are a trip.
- I like them.
They seem pretty cool.
- Well you are a blonde.
- Travis?
Why are you always
treat me like this?
I've done nothing wrong to you.
- You're a good screw, babe.
Plenty of trim would love for me
to show them some attention.
Count yourself lucky
that I even talk to you.
Let alone showcase you
around as my girl.
- Cool.
(door slams)
(thunder crashes)
- Dude, that was cold.
- The hell with her.
She knows her place.
- So you're working your
way through school, right?
- Well yeah.
I've been working since I
was a freshman.
Me and my mom.
My dad passed away
when I was four.
So its just been me and
her ever since.
- She sounds like a great woman.
- Well she was and she was
my best friend.
She died last year.
- Well.
I'm sure she's
looking down on you
and is extremely proud.
I mean, pre law now
medical school,
all on your own.
That's incredible.
- Yeah but what's incredible
you are incredible.
Dropping out of school,
running your dad's garage.
That's ultimate boss
shit right there.
- I mean, I like kicking ass.
When I'm in the ring,
I kinda tune out the world.
Whether its five minutes
or 10 minutes.
That's where I'm just
focused on nothing else
but me and task at hand and
just giving the best damn
fight that I can.
- Yeah well you sure
did impress me.
- Girl, please.
You impress me.
- I don't know how you do it.
All this training and
weightlifting for what,
to get a black eye and like
four minutes in the ring.
- Like I said, I
like kicking ass
but you know what?
You lost your dad when
you were four
and you work two jobs to
help your mom make ends meet
and now med school.
I mean.
Strength isn't a muscle thing.
You're a tough girl, too.
- I really don't think so
but thanks for saying
that anyway.
- Well I'm gonna go make
myself a kale shake.
Do you want one?
- Hell no.
That sounds disgusting.
That's like ultimate
badassdom right there.
Kale shake?
What is your stomach
made of titanium?
- Badassdom, huh?
I like it.
Its actually pretty
good and obviously
its really good for you.
You should try it.
Its a lot better than
it sounds, believe me.
- Yeah okay.
- So you think there any
bears and shit out there?
- Probably all types of bears
and mountain lions out there.
- You think the girls
know about it?
- For what?
I'm sure Kat could kick
some bear ass
with her MMA ass.
- True.
- How in the hell do
you put up with Travis?
- Yeah, he's such a douche.
- He's really not that bad
its just more of a show
than anything,
you know what I mean?
- Yeah but Amanda
wouldn't that be more
of a reason to leave
his ass alone?
- Yeah I mean he has no
respect for women whatsoever.
- You guys, he's not that bad.
What?
(woman chanting)
(low eerie music)
- If she starts cutting off
chicken's heads and shit,
that's it, we're out of here.
(low eerie music)
(woman chanting)
- Looks like some crazy
shit voodoo shit, you guys.
- Okay, I think its time to go.
- Yeah, yeah.
(woman chanting)
- This feels so good.
Oh my god, my legs are
like killing me right now.
(tense music)
- This is perfect.
This is exactly what I needed.
We only were walking.
What the fuck?
What was that?
Did you guys see that?
- No, I think you're tripping.
- No I'm not.
- No I saw something.
- I'm not tripping.
There was something
there or someone there.
- Well there's nothing
there right now.
- Okay, well I'm gonna
sit right here.
- Whatever.
That's a lot of freaky shit
that we've been seeing.
Especially that lady
in the woods.
What's up with it?
- Yeah that was some
creepy shit.
- Creepy no.
More like psychotic.
- I'm trying to relax here
and yeah now I only can
think about her
and whatever I just saw.
Never even seen anything
like that in my life, ever.
- Yeah looked like some kind
of African ritual or something.
- You guys are overreacting.
That crazy ass lady can keep
her crazy ass in the woods.
(woman chanting)
(airplane flying overhead)
(tense dramatic music)
(knock at door)
- Who the hell could that be?
- Maybe it's Kat?
- What?
No one's there.
(knocking)
What the hell's going on here?
(low eerie music)
(leaves crunching)
- Hey what do you say we
order a pizza?
- Sounds good to me but someone
took my phone, remember?
- Wait, wait, wait.
Can we get meat lovers?
- Sure.
I'm gonna go ask Monica.
Do you know where she is?
- In her bedroom.
Now's your chance, Romeo.
- It's really not what you
think.
- Oh you so you
wouldn't mind if I?
That's what I thought.
(knocking)
- I uh.
Just wanted to see if
you'd like some pizza.
- Sounds good to me, thanks.
Anything else?
- No.
(soft uplifting music)
(insects chirping)
(knocking)
(low eerie music)
(tense dramatic music)
- Uh Travis?
- Extra large pizzas here.
- About damn time.
- 25.24.
- You take credit cards?
Sure.
- You kids up here alone?
- No, God is with us.
God is everywhere.
- I'll be right back.
- He better not be
charging shit with my card
or copying my info.
I'm not tipping him.
- Hey man, this card
didn't work.
- That's impossible.
Try it again.
- I ran it two times.
- Whatever.
Jimmy, do you have
any cash on you?
Probably just my dad
being an ass.
- Don't worry.
My treat, mister big shot.
- Hey you kids be safe up here.
People have been known to go
missing around there's parts
at Alpine Lake.
(eerie music)
- what the fuck?
- What do you see?
- I just saw a guy
standing right there
staring at the house.
Its like he was watching
us or something.
- This is crazy.
He's completely gone.
- Fuck it.
Let's get back.
(tense dramatic music)
- Jesus.
- Well you're close.
If I could just master that
whole water into wine thing.
- What the hell are you
doing out here?
- And why the hell are
you spying on us, old man?
- Sorry to frighten you
pretty little ladies.
My name is Walter, I'm
the groundskeeper
of the property y'all
been staying at.
- We didn't call you.
So why are you hanging
around our place?
- Cause he's a creep,
that's why.
- Your place?
This here is my place.
- What the hell are you
talking about?
- I'm the groundskeeper.
Y'all are college students,
right?
You don't strike me as
particularly bright.
- We don't need your assistance
this weekend, old man.
- Well then y'all just have
yourselves a fine weekend.
- Let's get out of here.
- Hey.
You stay away from the
cabin this weekend or else.
- What happened?
- The damn caretaker.
- What the caretaker
seriously has nothing better
to do than try to scare us?
What was he doing
standing out there
looking at us
through the window?
- He's an idiot, that's why
- A little retarded.
- It just doesn't make
any sense, you guys.
Why would he be
trying to scare us?
Maybe we should just leave.
- Bullshit.
We're not going nowhere.
That old fart can kiss my ass.
We're gonna party all weekend.
- You know what, for once
he's actually got a point.
I mean come on Monica, we
can't just leave
because that old dude out there
is a little off his rockers.
- That dude is way
off his rockers.
- We don't have anything
to worry about.
Besides, I told him if he
comes back around here again
I'll kick his ass.
Now can we eat?
- I don't like this.
- We'll be fine.
Come on.
(shouts)
(screaming)
(wet crunching)
- That was pretty good.
- Well Amanda made it, Travis.
Why don't you tell her?
- Yeah Travis, that would
be nice of you.
- No it's fine, I don't
mind cooking at all.
- It was very good.
- No. He should tell you.
- No seriously it's fine,
I don't care.
- That's bullshit.
You need to tell her, Travis.
- Okay, okay.
You did good, dear.
Real good.
- Well hell I liked it.
I'm getting another piece.
- You really should
dump this idiot, Amanda
and get a real man.
- A real man like who, you?
I'm more man than you
can handle, babe.
- Oh yeah?
We'll never know.
I wouldn't want to.
- Okay I'm gonna go get
ready for bed.
(groaning)
(tense eerie music)
- I always wanted to do
this as a kid.
- So why didn't you?
- Well, my dad being a
grease monkey and everything
he just never wanted to
do anything like this.
If it didn't involve cars
or gambling or alcohol
he just wanted no part of it.
- Well now you can cross
this off your bucket list.
- Yeah, you're right.
- Hey Jimmy, can you
hand me some marshmallow?
- I got it.
- Can I get a graham
cracker and chocolate.
- Chocolate, too?
Alright.
- Hey Travis, where's Amanda?
- She's inside.
- Yeah I wonder what
you did to her.
- I didn't do anything to her.
- I'm sure you did something.
- She seemed pretty upset.
- Whatever, she knows her place
- You're such a tool, Travis.
Well at least you get to
use a long stick
once in your life.
(mock laughter)
- You know what, some
things never change, Travis.
(panting)
(engine revving)
(moaning)
(eerie tense music)
(tense dramatic music)
(banging)
- Hey.
- Yeah?
- Did you hear that?
- Hear what?
(banging)
- That.
- I'll go see what it is.
- Did you guys hear that?
- Yeah but what the fuck was it?
- I don't know.
(bang)
- Did you guys hear that?
- No, we all just had
a craving for ice cream
at the same time.
- Maybe it was the
creepy groundskeeper guy.
- It really better not be.
I already threatened to
kick his ass.
- Maybe it was the lady we
saw in the woods earlier.
- Yeah maybe she's
coming to kill us
and cook our bones but she
figured she would knock first.
- Why you always playing,
Travis?
- There's no one on the
security monitor.
- What's that?
- Maybe that's not
such a good idea.
- That's definitely
not a good idea.
- What the hell?
- Oh my God, is she alive?
- I'm not sure.
- What the fuck?
Oh my God.
What do you think
happened to her?
- It looks like she was stabbed.
You guys, her pulse
is really weak
and her breathing is faint.
- Stabbed?
Who the fuck stabbed her?
- Oh my God.
I don't fucking know
but you need
to call 911 right the fuck now.
- How?
Someone took our
phones remember.
- I'll fucking get them!
(phone beeping)
- There's no dial tone.
- I can't find the cellphones.
They're not where I left them.
- What the hell are we gonna do?
I'm really fucking starting
to get scared, I can't.
- I don't know.
- I don't know.
- What?
It's my back up.
My back phone.
Shit, no signal.
- Let's get her to the van.
We need to get her to
the hospital.
- You guys aren't coming?
- Hell no.
Harvard, remember?
I can't wait to see how you
sell this one to the cops.
- Oh my God, Travis.
- Where the fuck did
he put them?
- What are you looking for?
- The cell phones, I got
to find the cellphones.
- Babe you're
starting to worry me.
Calm down.
- Stop being so annoying!
I'm sorry, babe.
Baby.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm just trying
to get us out of here.
My other phone has signal
so if I can just find it
we can get the hell out of here.
Baby, open up.
Open the door.
- Wait.
- Shit.
- What, what?
What's going on?
- The wire's cut.
- What?
What the fuck?
You mean to tell me we're
stuck out here?
- Oh my God, fuck.
Oh my God.
She's dead.
She's dead!
Guys she's dead.
Shit.
Oh my God.
- Let's get inside.
- What the fuck are we
gonna do now?
- I don't know but I
really don't think
it's a good idea that we're
standing out here in the open.
Let's go.
- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna kick his ass.
- Yeah well maybe if we
leave him alone
he'll leave us alone.
- I don't think
that's a good idea.
- Tell that to my car.
- Travis, you're not
gonna go with him?
- For what?
It ain't my car.
Besides, I just took a
nice relaxing pill
to help calm my nerves.
That old man Walter, come on,
Jimmy should have no
trouble kicking his ass.
(eerie tense music)
(urinating)
(tense techno music)
- Walter!
Get your ass out here!
Walter!
Walter if you're back there,
this isn't fucking funny.
(tense techno music)
- Travis!
How 'bout you get your ass up
and see what the hells
going on out there?
- How bout you take your
UFC MMA ass out there?
- You know what?
Maybe I will.
You really are an asshole,
Travis.
I'll go get him myself.
- Wait, Kat.
I'ma go, too.
- Hey dear, can you make
me a sandwich?
- Seriously, make it yourself.
(wet crunching)
- Damn, Kat.
We've been walking forever.
- Just keep an eye out, okay?
- Where in the hell
could Jimmy be?
- I don't know.
Jimmy!
Jimmy!
That little bastard took
all our phones but kept his.
- But why would he, why would
he just leave his phone here
and walk off?
That doesn't make any sense.
- He wouldn't.
- I wonder if he was
able to call for help.
- There's no signal.
Dude, what is your problem?
- My, my.
Lovely young ladies.
- What the hell did you do
with our friend, shitbag?
- Where the hell is Jimmy?
- Your friend?
- Yeah average looking guy
with dark hair.
- I ain't seen anybody.
- Bullshit, old man.
- Well ain't you just
a feisty little thing.
- Look you motherfucker,
you need
to tell us what you did
with our friend right now
or I'ma put my foot up your ass.
- Oh you like it rough, too?
Well good luck with that.
- Alright, then.
You better tell us what the
hell you did with Jimmy.
- Look, ain't seen your friend.
I don't know where he is.
Maybe he got hit in the head,
got all dizzy and passed
out somewhere.
- Oh fine, fine.
Well just see what the
sheriff says about that.
- Well good luck.
Gonna take his fat ass
more than an hour
to get up this far.
(tense dramatic music)
(grunting)
- What the hell, Kat?
- Come on, help me
get him inside.
- And do what with him?
- We're gonna tie him up and
we're gonna beat some answers
out of him.
- My God, are you
sure about this?
- Yeah.
- What about Jimmy?
He's still out there somewhere.
- Well.
I don't know, maybe he's
back at the house right now.
- I sure hope so.
Damn it, damn it, Kat!
- God help you if you did
anything to our friend.
- This is bullshit.
This is like the
worst trip ever.
You guys sure know how
to ruin a trip.
- This isn't good.
Where could Jimmy be?
- I don't know, okay.
That guy over there definitely
had something to do with it.
I just fucking know it.
- So what are we
gonna do with him?
- I don't know.
This wasn't my idea.
But by the way Kat looks,
it can't be good.
Shit I still don't
have a signal.
I'm gonna go out back to see
if I can get some more bars.
Stupid ass phone.
Still aint got no damn signal.
Here we go, here we go.
Got one bar.
- Where's Monica?
- Monica?
Monica, yo, Monica.
Monica.
- They're sending a car out,
guys.
But get this, they won't
be here till the morning.
There's only one officer on duty
and he's all tied up.
How ironic.
- I'm not waiting around
here till the morning.
- Yeah what if
Jimmy's still hurt?
- I'm not leaving him out there.
(grunts)
- Where's our friend, asshole
and what did you do with
our cellphones?
- Look pretty boy, I
already told you
I don't know where your
goddamn friend is.
- You're lying.
- Sir, just tell us
where our friend is
and we'll let you go.
(grunts)
- I'm sick of playing games.
- Look princess.
- No, shut up.
- Oh God damn.
- I will cut you up
piece by piece
until you tell us
where Jimmy is.
- Look, princess, I told you.
I don't know where
your friend is.
I was outside minding
my own goddamn business.
You knocked my out,
dragged me in here
tied me to this fucking chair.
You know, I can't wait
till the sheriff sees this
cause I am pressing
charges against all y'all.
- You press charges on us?
Get the hell out of here,
you wacko.
- He does have a point, Travis.
Kidnapping, assault in
the first degree.
We're holding him
against his will.
- What about kidnapping our
friend or worse, murder?
- That's all circumstantial
evidence at this point.
- I say we torture his
ass until he tells us
where Jimmy is.
- Why don't you just wait
a second, Kat.
Come on.
Why don't we just talk this out
and wait till the morning.
When the sheriff comes
we can sort everything out.
- No, no I'm not leaving
Jimmy out there.
- I'm with Kat on this on.
This prick is the only one
who knows where Jimmy is.
- I'm not waiting around
here another minute longer.
I'm leaving.
- Where are you gonna go?
The van is busted, remember?
You're better off just waiting
for the sheriff to arrive.
- No, I'm gonna call a
cab or an uber
or a Lyft or something.
(screaming)
what the hell?
- What just happened?
- I don't know.
- Is everyone okay?
- What the hell just happened?
- Oh my God, where did he go?
- I don't know but I'm
gonna go find him and Jimmy.
- Hey if you didn't
find him the first time
what makes you think
you're gonna find him now?
- I have to try.
I'm not just gonna leave
Jimmy out there.
- Wait, Kat, I'm
gonna go with you.
- No just.
You'll slow me down, okay just.
Just wait, no just wait here.
Okay?
Just in case he comes back.
- Are you sure about this?
Yes.
- Yeah, keep all their
crazy asses out.
- You're not gonna go with her?
- Waste of time.
Jimmy's okay, he's probably
just passed out somewhere.
Kat already scared
Walter shitless.
So I don't think she'll
have any trouble.
- I'm out of here.
- Where the fuck are you going?
- I don't fucking know.
- Does she not remember
that the car doesn't work?
- I think she's going,
just in panic mode and
not thinking clearly
she's starting to lose it.
(leaves crunching)
- Where is she?
Wait, I see Kat!
She's coming, she's coming.
Wait.
I don't see Jimmy with her.
(tense dramatic music)
Kat get over here!
(grunts)
Kat get the fuck in
the house now!
- Just wait a minute.
Not until I beat his ass.
- Kat get in the house now!
Kat, now.
Get in the house.
- Where's Amanda?
- His crazy ass took her.
Just sit here and let me grab
something to clean you up.
- What happened?
Where's Mandy?
- He took her!
- Who took her?
- We need to go after them.
- You're in no condition
to go anywhere.
You just sit here and
you be quiet.
You have a concussion.
And your nose is
probably broken.
- Wouldn't be the first time.
- Look I think I
stopped the bleeding.
- Okay, well then I'm
going after him.
- No, you sit down.
You're in on condition
to go anywhere.
- I have to.
- I'm going to get
Amanda and Jimmy.
- No wait.
- Jimmy's dead.
- Lock the door behind me.
(tense dramatic music)
(leaves crunching)
Hey.
I'm here.
Just be quiet, alright.
Okay, just be quiet.
I'm gonna get you out of here,
alright.
Just stay still.
Almost done.
Almost done, babe.
Run.
Stand back while I check it out.
It's the pizza guy's car.
(crickets chirping)
Alright, I'll distract him
while you get back to the cabin.
- No, no babe.
Just go back, it's just safer.
- Take this.
Go.
Come on, motherfucker.
Come on, come on, open the door.
(grunting)
(screaming)
- Maybe we can make it
until the sheriff comes.
- But who knows how long
that's gonna be.
We can't stay here,
its not safe.
We have to get out of here.
- He just kept stabbing
him and stabbing him
and stabbing him and
fucking stabbing him
like he was a fucking
piece of meat.
- Yeah but what are we gonna do?
We need a car.
- A car.
A car.
There was a car down the road.
Travis and I saw it
but there was no keys at all.
- That car can be our
only chance out of here.
- Yeah but she said
there's no keys.
- It's not a problem remember,
my dad used to own a
repair shop.
- Yeah but you can't do that,
it's too dangerous, Kat.
- Well this is our only
shot out of here.
We have to get out of here.
We can't stay here.
I gotta go.
That car could be only
shot out of here.
I'm willing to take this chance.
I'm going.
(panting)
- Now all we got to do is wait
for Kat to come back, okay?
- What if she doesn't come back,
what if she doesn't
even make it to the car?
- Calm down.
- No.
- I'm sure she's
gonna be alright.
- Oh God.
- This is Kat we're
talking about.
- Oh shit.
It's the pizza man's car.
Goddamn it!
(panting)
Shit!
Oh God.
(tense dramatic music)
(screams)
- Let me check if I can
get some bars.
Nothing.
- She's probably dead.
Just like that, probably
found Jimmy and Travis.
So that means we're
gonna be next.
- No we're gonna be fine.
Where's the damn sheriff?
You know what, no.
Fuck the sheriff.
Where the fuck is Kat?
- Like I said, she's
probably dead.
(mumbles)
- She should of been
back by now.
Come on.
- Oh my God, that must be Kat
or the sheriff or the killer
but honestly, who the
fuck cares anymore.
We're all gonna die anyway.
(shushes)
- Amanda, wait.
Wait.
- What?
- We don't know
what's out there.
(grunts)
- Oh my God.
(crickets chirping)
I got his keys, so.
We're gonna make a run for
it to the house
and lock ourselves in.
Then we just got to wait till
the sheriff comes, alright?
- Why is this happening to us?
- I don't know.
Ready?
Go, go, go, go.
Somebody at the front door.
(tense eerie music)
(screaming)
- Oh my God, oh my God.
(screaming)
(tense dramatic music)
- Oh my God.
- What the fuck is that?
- Looks like the pizza guy.
(screams)
- Oh my God.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- Wait.
Amanda look at this.
There's a road up there.
(screaming)
- Monica?
Monica?
(grunting)
- Amanda?
Amanda?
Amanda?
Fuck.
Amanda?
- Fuck, get off me.
(screaming)
- Amanda?
(tense dramatic music)
Amanda.
(screaming)
(tense dramatic music)
(screaming)
(muffled screaming)
What the hell?
- There's some creepy
shit going on out there.
- Yeah old man, we
thought it was you.
All my friends are dead.
- But we ain't and we're
getting the hell out of here.
- Yeah well how are we
gonna do that?
Do you have a plan?
- Hell yeah I got a plan.
Get out and not get eaten.
Come on.
- I'm so sick of running.
Bring it on, bitch.
(tense dramatic music)
(grunts)
(screams)
(tense dramatic music)
(screaming)
(sirens wailing)
Someone help me!
Someone help me please!
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Yes, this is Dr. Richardson.
Yes I am the biology professor,
room 138.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes, um I very interested
but I'm gonna have to
call you back.
It's lunchtime.
(eerie music)
(kids laughing)
(grunting)
- I don't know, I heard
it was a cabin people
were renting or something.
Maybe we could find
something like that.
Yeah, wouldn't that be fun?
We could have so much fun.
Oh look, here's a
flyer right here.
I know.
You think if we take in there
that she would like tell
us more stuff about it?
Yeah, alright come on.
It's right there.
Come on, let's go see.
(somber piano music)
- Hey, Mr. Richardson,
we got a warrant for
your arrest.
- No man, come on.
Come on, brother.
Come on.
- Stop resisting.
(somber piano music)
(knocking)
- One moment, please.
One moment.
Come in.
- Hi.
- Hello.
- Is this your cabin?
- It is my cabin, it's
beautiful.
- Yeah, so me and my
friends wanted
to know if we could rent
it out this weekend.
Is it available?
- It is available.
I'll email you the details,
Sarah.
- Okay, great.
Thank you.
- Thank you.
See you next week.
(woman chanting)
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh
* Eat your bones
* Daddy was a savage
* The sun goes down
* Make no mistakes
* You better be careful
* Out by Alpine Lake
* They're searching
* They're seeking
* For the next prey
* They catch you
* Cut you up devour
* Eat you up like
* Like a piece of steak
* Body parts and blood
* Blood
* Floating
* In Alpine Lake
* Alpine Lake Alpine
Lake Alpine Lake *
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and bones
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and bones
* Daddy was a savage
* Forest is dark
* Your car break down
* You can't get it to start
* Everything around you
* Is unfamiliar
* Next thing you know
* You're looking in the face
* Of the Alpine killer
* Drag you through the mud
* Cut your throat
* Lick your fingers while
* They sipping on your blood
* Blood
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* He was a savage
* Daddy was a savage
* Eat your flesh and
your bones *
* Daddy was a savage