Wrong Turn 3: Left for Dead (2009) - full transcript

[ People Whooping ]

[ Man ]
Yeah!
[ Woman Shouts, Indistinct ]

[ Woman Speaking, Indistinct ]
[ Man ]
Go, Trey! Go!

[ Trey ]
Come on, man!
[ Woman ] You guys are slow!

[ Man ] Don't get
caught up in the rocks.
[ Woman Yelps ] Oh, my God!

[ Man ]
Come on. Keep it going north-south.

[ Trey Laughs ]

[ Woman ]
Look out for that rock!

Look out!

[ Chattering ]
[ Woman Whoops ]

[ Chattering ]



Whoo! Whoo!

My turn.

[ Man ]
That's it.

[ Chattering ]

[ Shrieks ]

[ Laughs ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Groans ]

Jesus, Alex.
Anyone ever told you to go slow
when we first enter the chute?

Slow is for pussies.

[ Groans ]

Get in there.

[ Alex ] Let's set up camp
here for the night.
All right. Let's pull the boats in.

This place is perfect.



[ Breathing Heavily ]

Hey. We're gonna go look
for some firewood.

You do that.
I'm gonna blow a stick.

- Don't hog all the kush.
- [ Laughs ]

[ Lighter Flicks ]

[ Exhales ]
Mmm.

[ Exhales ]
You are a total exhibitionist.

So what?
The girls need to breathe.

- [ Laughs ]
- We're in the middle ofthe woods.
Who's gonna notice?

I don't know.
Some banjo-playing freak.

- What?
- Forget it.

- [ Sighs ]
- Hey, where's Trey?

Oh, the Boy Scout's gathering
the right kindling up the river.

Like there's a wrong kind.

I'm gonna go look for him.

You guys, don't do anything
that will scare the animals.

- Okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey.

[ Exhales ]
Alex thinks I'm a slut.
Do you think I'm a slut?

Yes. But that is
what I love about you.

I thought you loved my tits.
I do. You have perfect tits.

I could hold them forever.

[ Gasps, Screams ]
[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

[ Panting ]

Please help me!

- [ Shrieks ]
- [ Gasps ]

- [ Cackles ]
- [ Gasping ]

[ Cackling ]
Oh!

[ Grunting ]

- [ Clattering ]
- [ Grunts ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Cackling Continues ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Screams ]

[ Muttering ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Man ]
Help!
[ Shrieking ]

Please, help! Help!

[ Creaking, Rustling ]

Ooh!

[ Inmates Chattering ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Man ]
Hey, come on!

[ Man Continues, Indistinct ]

Why don't you step off, skinhead?

You fight one bean,
you fight the whole burrito, huh?

¡Quita!

You got your shit set?

Just make sure your fucking tacojockeys
don't fuck it up.

Don't test me, cabron.

You know, normally,
I'd slit your throat for less.

But seeing as we're business partners,
I think I'll let it slide.

Just remember one thing.

You're not the only one
that's good at slitting throats.

Now, I paid you a lot
offucking money to help
put this together.

So the shit better come good
like clockwork next week.

Don't you worry, Chavez.
I won't burn you.

Money is money.
It makes the world go round.

Oh.

I'm not worried,

but we all know
how you like to burn things.

Firebug.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Buzzer Buzzes ]
[ Man ]
All right, keep moving.

[ Man ]
Let's go, guys.

Man, he is an idiot.

I'm just telling you
what he told me.

Hey. Late on your last day?

Farmerwill probably
write your ass up for it too.

He can write all he wants.

Damn, Nate, those are some
expensive-looking threads.

You got to dress for success, Walter.

Nate, I wasjust telling Walter here
how Sergeant Farmer was saying...

you're probablyjust
gonna flunk out in your
first semester anyway.

Oh! Nice.
I really care what he thinks.

Ah, by the way,
warden wants to see you.
He says we got a transfer tonight.

Oh, man, I just wanna have
a peaceful shift and go home,
not go on a goddamn road trip.

I'll see you
out there, man.
See ya.

[ Man On P.A. ]
Cell Block "A"—
prisoners, clear the yard.

Clear the yard.

You wanted
to see me, Warden?
Nate.

- You know Willy here, don't you?
- A prisoner from Cell Block 3.

WillyJuarez is actually
U.S. Marshal WilliamJuarez.
This is Marshal Davis.

They're gonna help us out
with the Hazelton transfer,

specifically with Carlo Chavez.

That transfer isn't supposed
to happen until next week.

Yeah, well, I pushed it to tonight.
Our friends here got word...

that Chavez's gang may attempt
to break him out during the transfer.

We putJuarez undercover
to try and find out who he's
passing the information through.

You chain him up
next to Chavez on the bus.

Nate, onlyyou will know
my real identity in case ofan incident.

Now, for this to work,
Chavez has to trust me.

[ Warden ]
As an added precaution,
I've altered your route.

Nobody knows it
but the people in this room.

I'm counting on you, Nate.

[ Door Opens ]

Thanks, Ally.
No problem, boss.

♪♪ [ Radio: Country ]

[ Phone Rings ]

Sheriff's station.
Deputy Lane speaking.

Yeah. When?

What type ofvehicle
were they driving?

Ye-Yeah.
Where can we reach you?

Thanks. We'll get back to you.

Some college kids went missing.
They were river rafting and didn't come back.

How long?
A couple ofdays.

- Where?
- Bluefish River area.

They probably stayed over
so they could camp a little longer.

- I'll take a drive out there.
- I can do that, Sheriff. You don't have to.

No. It's fine.

I could use the fresh air.

Come on, Leon!
[ Dog Barking ]

[ Inmate ]
Hey, come on! Hey!

[ Key Rattling ]

[ Inmates Speaking, Indistinct ]

What the fuck do you want?
We're going on a bus ride,
Mr. Chavez.

- What, now?
- Yeah, now. You know the drill.

Well, this shit ain't right.
Where are you taking me?
Hazelton.

But they said
I wasn't going till next week.

I guess they couldn't
wait to see you.

What about my shit?
We'll have it boxed up and shipped.
Let's move, Chavez.

Touch me again,
I'll break your fuckin' fingers.

Just move your ass
before I lose my patience.

Oh, no, you don't. No.
You're not chaining
that murderer next to me.

Shut up, Crawford.

Let's get Chavez up front followed by
Juarez here and then the rest of'em.

What's your problem?

My problem is
I don't wanna be chained
to a whackjob...

who went all post-traumatic stress
on some poor asshole in a bar.

I mean, what-what-what— You know,
couldn't hack the war, soldier boy? Huh?

Can't handle your liquor?
Listen. I pushed the guy.
He fell.

And he hit his head.
Okay? I'm innocent.

- Yeah. So am I.
- And so is everyone else in here.

Never trust a con, huh?

I'm not buying your bullshit,
soldier boy.

I heard you had your hands
all up in the cash register.

Just leave me alone.
Oh, now. Soldier boy
wants to be left alone.

Oh! She had what?
You get a "DearJohn" letter?

Yeah. Yeah, went psycho...

when you found out yourwife
was fucking a real marine,
you punk-ass bitch?

That's enough. Shut up.
Man, I'm just saying, I don't
wanna be chained to a murderer.

I mean, at least stealing cars,
that's an honorable trade.

Jesus Christ, Crawford.
Floyd over here killed three
people that we know about.

- That-That's different, man.
Floyd's my friend.
-Just get moving!

[ Walter]
Keep it moving.

[ Nate ]
Get out ofthe way. Move.
Watch your step.

Here are the transfers.
Gas up here.

The sheriffwill be told you're
coming 20 minutes before
you're scheduled to arrive.

- Stupid shit, making us go all night.
- [ Snoring ]

Fucking bullshit!
Don't you think?

Shut the fuck up
and don't talk.

[ Grunts ]
Floyd!

- What the hell?
- What you laughing at, bitch?

- Fuck you, Adolf.
- You're dead, wetback.

Enough!

It's not him you should
be worrying about. Right?

It's all right.
I got the word out.

It better be all right, homes.

So,

what you gonna do
when you graduate law school?

Practice law.

I know that, wiseass.
[ Gear Shifts ]

- What kind of law?
- The kind that buys me
a big townhouse...

on the Upper East Side
of Manhattan.

- So it's all about money?
- I plan on doing some pro bono work.

But first I got to be successful.

Hmm. You got some
pretty big expectations.

I put myselfthrough school,
and I'm gonna put myself
through law school.

And when I'm all done,
I wanna retire to, like, Miami.

South Beach. Live a nice,
comfortable life, you know.

[ Chuckling ]
Retire?

Man, you'll be too old to enjoy it.

Money isn't everything,
my friend.

[ Exhales ]

I gotta go.
Just can't wait.

Move.
Oh, God.

- Walter, where's the fire?
- Man, I got to go.

[ Crawford ]
Hey, hey, me too, man.
Can you hurry it up?

You will each have an opportunity
to use the restroom.

♪♪ [ Radio: Country ]

[ Sheriff] Keep moving.
[ Whistles ]
Hey, sweetie.

Nate? Nate Wilson?

Well,
I'll be damned.
Hi, Sheriff.

I haven't seen you
since you were about 1 2.
[ Dog Whimpers ]

Well, since
your folks moved away.

Is that Leon?
Here, boy.
[ Chuckling ]

Sure is. Fourteen years old
and still acts like a knucklehead.

- How's your dad?
- Uh, Dad passed away a few years back.

[ Toilet Flushes ]
Mom's fine though.

- [ Sheriff]
I'm sorry to hear that.
- Next.

He was a good man.
He was a great help
when we had that trouble...

- at the old mill years ago.
- Mm-hmm.

[ Sheriff]
I think it got to him.

[ Chuckling ]
I can't believe howyou've grown.

Law enforcement to boot.
Hmm.

You two know each other?
Sure thing. Nate was
brought up around here.

[ Chuckles ]
Damn, Nate.
I knewyou were a hick.

- But, like, shit, this is
the middle of nowhere.
- Yeah.

Coffee?
That'd be great.

Yeah.

That better be my name tag
you're staring at.

Are those guns
standard issue, baby?

[ Groaning ]
What did you just say?

[ Laughing ]
[ Groans ]
Easy there, honeypot.

Oh, you like the rough
stuff, huh?

Hell, I can do that.
Even all tied up, I can
show a girl a good time.

You like being tied up?
You mean all hog-tied,
bound and gagged...

to where I can't move
a muscle?
Aw, yeah. That's it, baby.

No. I don't like to be tied up.

Aw, now, don't be
that way, sugar.

You, get moving.

[ Lips Smacking ]

Thanks.

So, uh,

why are you going
through Greenbrier?

High-profile prisoner.
They wanted to keep
the route confidential.

You going by
the old mill road?
Yeah. That's the plan.

Until we hook up
with the main highway on the
other side ofthe mountain.

[ Grunting ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Panting, Muttering ]

It's good to see you, Nate.
Safe trip.
Thanks, Sheriff.

Hey, hey. Give us a call when you
get through the backcountry.

Or give me your cell,
and I'll call you.

Maybe we can grab a beer
on your way back.

Sounds good.

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Exhales ]
I think it's a conspiracy.

I mean, the World Bank is owned
by 1 2 motherfuckers...

who run our lives.
[ Scoffs ]

And they decide
to put us into recession...

just when I'm about
to buy a house.

[ Sighs ]
You know, it's like that
old Michael Douglas movie.

You know, the one
with the 1 2 judges...

that decide to hand out
the wrong form ofjustice?

- What was it again?
- The Star Chamber.

Yeah. Yeah, that's it.

Yeah, I mean, the World Bank
is the fucking Star Chamber.

[ Sighs ]
[ Horn Honks ]

- Hello.
- What is it?

There's some asshole
blinking his high beam.

- [ Honking ]
- Go around, asshole!

[ Horn Blaring ]

Now he's slowing down.
[ Honking ]

- Make up your mind, prick.
-Just keep cool. Don't slow down.

- [ Sighs ]
- [ Horn Blaring ]

- [ Blaring Continues ]
- Hejust shut off his lights.

All right, we're in an emergency procedure.
Don't stop. This could be an escape attempt.

[ Shotgun Cocks ]

What the fuck is going on?

Get on the radio now.

Uh, Hazelton—

Uh, Hazelton,
this is Custody Bus-

[ Loud Thud ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

[ Screams ]

Holy shit!

Damn it.

[ Inmates Shouting ]

Uh, Hazelton, this is Custody Bus 2
from Grafton Penitentiary.

Come in. Over.
Come in. Over!

- [ Tire Bursts ]
- [ Tires Screeching ]

[ All Yelling ]

[ Heavy Breathing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Laughs ]

[ Inmates Coughing, Groaning ]

[ Coughing, Groaning Continue ]

Oh, fuck!
[ Coughing ]

[ Chavez ]
Hey, guard! Come on!

Let us out! We're gonna fry!
Come on! Get up!

[ Floyd ]
Hey, don't let me burn!
[ Pounding ]

Please, I don't
wanna burn!
Ofcourse.

Ofcourse the fucking torch
doesn't wanna burn.

Walter!
[ Chavez ]
Come on, man!

Please get us out of here!
We're gonna burn!

Everybody move
to the back ofthe bus.

Chavez, move.
We're getting out the back. Come on!

[ Coughing ]
Get up!
Come on.

[ Clanking ]

[ Flames Crackling ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Coughing Continues ]

- [ Groaning ]
- [ Nate ]
Get the fuck up.

Now, don't be a hero,
and we'll be cool.

- All right?
- Let me get the other two
out ofthe bus.

Shut the fuck up
and hand me the keys.

They're in the bus.
I dropped them.

Drop the gun,
or I'll blowyour face off.

[ Shotgun Cocks ]

Maybe I should just save
the state the cost ofroom and board.

[ Grunts ]

You guys see that shit?
Right in the fucking neck.

Hey, guys, come on out!

Your idiots
nearly killed us all.

- [ Arrow Whooshing ]
- What the fuck was that?

- [ Whooshing ]
- [ Shouting, Chattering ]

- Shoot the fucker! Come on!
- [ Mutant Cackling ]

- Who's out there?
- [ Cackling ]

Let's move
before the bus blows.
You, move.

- Walter's still on the bus.
- I don't give a shit. Move.

Now! Come on.
Let's get out ofhere.

I know I'm a redneck,
but a bow and fucking arrow?
Who the fuck does that?

I don't know,
and I don't give a shit.

All I know is we're all
getting the fuck out of here.

You, get in that bus.
Get me the keys for these chains.

[ Coughing ]
[ Coughing ]

Walter.

Come on.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
Come on. I got you.

[ Groaning ]
[ Grunting ]

[ Both Grunting ]

[ Yelling ]

[ Shotgun Cocks ]
[ Coughs ]

Smart move.

[ Coughing ]

Now, get him up.

[ Mutters ]

[ Grunting, Coughing ]
Get going.

Okay, let's stop here
and get offthese
fucking leg irons.

[ Groans ]

Fuck. What's up with these keys?

There are three
different sets of keys.

One for the cuffs, one for the cage
and one for the leg irons.

- So hand me the other ones.
- They were in the bus. I told you.

- This is the only set I found.
- Fucking liar. Kill him.

I say who lives and who dies.

The fuckyou do, asshole.

Let'sjust find out
exactly what's going on
around here. All right?

- When was Hazelton expecting us?
-Just before dawn.

All right. Now, that gives us
a five-hour head start.

Man, we ain't going anywhere in a hurry
all tethered together by the ankles like this.

You're right.
We have to find a way of
getting out ofthese irons.

You. Sheriffsaid
you grew up around here.
Which way do we go?

- It's been years. I don't know.
-Just kill the son ofa bitch, man.

No, no, no, no. Officer Wilson here's
gonna be my compass.

You take me to a phone,
you live.

You don't, you die.

- Do I make myselfclear?
- Yeah.

- Good.
- What about whoever's out there?

They won't be coming back
ifthey know what's good for them.

Now, which way do we go?

There's an old forest ranger's
fire watchtower near
the top ofthe mountain.

It should have
communication equipment.

A radio. Maybe a cell phone.
Good.

So pick up your pig
and lead the way.

[ Grunting ]

[ Walter Chuckling ]
Miami. South Beach.
That's where I should be.

Retired and surrounded
by pussy.

Sounds like a plan.

[ Chavez ]
Hurry it up.

You kill that motherfucker
first chance you get.
You hear me?

I hearyou, Walter.
Save your energy.

There he is!

[ Screams ]

[ Muttering ]
Take it easy.

- Take it easy.
Nobody wants to hurt you.
- Is that one of'em?

- A fucking little bitch did all this?
- Don't be stupid.

She's not who I saw on the tow truck.
She's got nothing to do with this.

- Let'sjust cap the bitch and move on.
- You're gonna be fine.

[ Floyd ]
Maybe we should fuck her first.

I don't know about you,
but it's been a long time.

Who are you?
What are you doing here?

Just let me go
before it finds me.

- Please.
-Just let her go. We don't need her.

-Just shut up, asshole.
- Nobody's going anywhere.

What happened to you?

My friends and I
were rafting on the Bluefish River...

two days ago.

We were having a good time.

We stopped for the night.
Then it happened.

What?
It killed my friends.

"It"? I thought it was
just some hillbilly.

- It eats people.
- [ Laughing ]

No. You got to be
out ofyour mind.

It's a fucking mutant!
Deformed!

It's got, like,
three fingers on one hand.
And it kills to feed.

I've seen it.

So then, why doesn't it eat
the animals in the woods?

Because there are none.
It's a cannibal. We're its food.

[ Nate ]
We're gonna get you
out ofhere.

Everything's gonna be okay.
What's your name?

Alex.
I'm Nate.

Looks like you're screwed too,
aren't you, Nate?

Did you just say rafts?

Yeah. Two of'em.

Then that's
our way out of here.

Down the river.

Now, you take us there, sugar tits,
and I'll make it worth yourwhile.

I think I was better off
with that freak.

Now move. Move!

Hey. How old
do you think she is?

I don't know, man.
Twenty maybe.

Goddamn it.
I think I'm gonna make
that one sit and spin.

Man, not if I don't first.

Hey, baby. Baby.
Hey, you like—you like cars?

I can jackyou any car
your sweet little ass wants.
[ Laughing ]

Huh? Aw.

Well, would you look at that.

[ Crawford ]
Hey, Floyd, check it out.
Is that an armored car?

[ Nate ]
Which way?

I'm not sure.
[ Sighs ]

I thought it was this way.

But it doesn't look familiar.

[ Nate ]
Careful.
[ Walter Groans ]

You. How old would you say
that thing is?

[ Nate ]
Late '50s maybe.

Let's go.

[ Clanking ]
[ Grunting ]
Still locked.

- Climb in the cab and take a look around.
- We're wasting valuable time.

Let'sjust go.
He's right.

- Let's go.
- [ Shotgun Cocks ]

Shut the fuck up, bitch,
and don't even think
about giving me an attitude.

'Cause I'll shoot you
where you stand, you hear?

You. I said climb
in the fucking cab
and take a look around.

- Any dead bodies?
- No. They're gone.

They must have been ejected.
You guys have a look around for bones.

One ofthe guards
must have had some keys.

I don't think
you'll find anything.

[ Chavez ]
Why?

Because somebody
broke the windshield from
the outside to get inside.

All the glass is in here.

And judging from
the amount ofdried blood,
they died in the cab.

- You find anything else?
- No.

Then get out ofthere.

Found these.

This mightjust be
our lucky day.

Well, I'll be damned.

[ Floyd ]
Sweet Mother ofJesus!

We're fucking rich!
Holy shit!

How much money do you
think's in there?
[ Brandon ] Who cares?

- It'll just slow us down.
- Fine. We'll split your share.

The fuck we will.
It's equal shares all around.

Why would I give
a little fucking beaner
like you anything?

[ Blow Lands ]

- He won't suspect you.
- [ Blow Lands ]

You fucking morons.

A little money,
and you all lose your mind?

This is how it's gonna work.

Each ofyou will carry two bags.

- You. Hand out the bags.
- I don't want the money.

I don't give a shit what you want.
You're carrying the cash. Got it?

[ Grunts ]

- You too.
- I have to help Walter.
He can't walk on his own.

I don't give a shit
what you got to do.
Pick up the bags.

Go on. Go on.

Now move. Move!

Go on.

[ Groaning ]

- Him too.
- He can't. He's too badly injured.

- I'll carry his bags.
- Or I will.

Everybody's got to carry
their own weight.

Now, pick 'em up.
[ Nate ]
Please.

-Just let me carry
the bags for Walter.
- Shut up!

I'm waiting.

You smiling bastard.

Pick 'em up.

Pick 'em up!

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Coughing, Laughing ]

You know what they say
about money, don't you, Chavez?

I don't know,
Corrections Officer.

What do they say
about money?

They say money's
hard to spend—

[ Panting ]
when you're dead.
[ Shouts ]

[ Gun Clicks ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Spitting ]

Now, that was a stupid thing
to do, now, wasn't it? Huh?

Nowjust pick up the bags.

Shove it up your ass.

Uh-huh.
Mm-hmm. Okay.

You hear me?
Shove it up your ass,
motherfucker.

[ Alex Screams, Sobs ]
Oh, my God!

No! Walter! Walter!

Don't. Don't do it.
[ Quietly ]
Not now.

You stubborn fuck.

[ Creaking ]
[ Crawford ]
What the fuck?

[ Alex Screams ]

[ Growls ]

[ Yells ]

Come here.

[ Shrieks ]

This is what's been fucking with us?
A mutant kid?

That's not him.

This thing was
a full-grown man.

He was deformed
like him.

Oh, would you look at that.
It's got three fucking toes.
Probably his kid, huh?

Okay.

Now, let's send this
cocksucking hillbilly a message.

You. Hold it.

[ Whimpering ]

Floyd.
Yeah.

Hold him down.
Come here.

Hold him down.

- [ Knife Stabs ]
- [ Screaming ]

Here's the rafts.
[ Crawford ]
What?

That's a two-man raft.

That's not gonna hold
all of us and the money.

- Huh? So what do we do know?
- It'sjust for the bags.

You can go fuck yourself
ifyou thinkyou're taking it all.

- Let's worry about that
once we get these chains off.
- [ Rock Striking Leg Irons ]

Man, that ain't gonna work.

[ Shotgun Cocks ]
This might sting
a little at first.

God... damn it! Fuck!

- [ Laughing ]
- What the fuck did you do that for?

Well, you said the rocks
weren't gonna work.

- So I thought that'll do the trick.
- Are you fucking crazy?

I don't know. Maybe I am.

How are we gonna deal
with the boat?

Let'sjust get it
in the river first,

and then we'll
figure it all out, all right?

- Uh, I don't think
that's a good idea, man.
- Shut up, Crawford.

[ Hissing ]

- Now we're walking.
- You stupid son ofa bitch!

- Oh, God!
- [ Groaning ]

Fuckin' asshole!
Why did you fuckin' do that? Huh?

Why did you fuckin' do that?
Tell me! Fuckin' tell me!

Stop it! Stop it!

You got something to say? Huh?

You got something to fucking say?
[ Coughing, Spits ]

Looks like you still need
this mule to carry your money.

That's right.
Then I guess it's back to you,
Corrections Officer Wilson.

Now, you wanna live,
you get me the fuck out of here.

Now, lead on! Lead on!

Get up! Get up!

Give me that.

Now, move! Move!

Get a fucking move on.

[ Grunting ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Sobbing ]

[ Sobbing Loudly ]

[ Chuckling ]
Sounds like he's learned his lesson.

[ Chuckling ]
Either that, or we
just pissed him off.

[ Sobbing, Screaming Loudly ]

[ Newscaster On TV ]
Good evening.
[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Newscaster Continues ]

Hello.
[ Ally ] Hi, Sheriff. I just
got a call from a Cliff Moore.

He said he spotted a truck
up by the upper river inlet yesterday.

- Any sign ofthe kids?
- No.

If it's all the same to you,
I thought I'd drive out there
and take a look.

Any word from Nate Wilson
or the corrections office?
No. Not a peep.

Why? Were you expecting a call?

No. I just got a bad feeling,
that's all.

I'll be there in a minute.

[ Distant Hooting ]

What is that?

It can't be, but it looks
like Preslow's keys.

Good. Now we can get
these fuckin' chains off.

Now!

[ Grunting ]

[ Gasps ]

- [ All Groaning ]
- [ Mutant Cackling ]

Come on, you motherfuckin' hillbilly!
Come get me!

You got a death wish?

Don't fuck with me again.
Right?

[ Panting ]

Fuck.

What the hell is going on?

I'll tell you what's going on.

- He's gonna kill us all.
That's what's going on.
- He's hunting us.

Well, he won't be
the only one hunting us
in a couple ofhours.

- So let's go.
- How are we supposed to do that?

[ Fabric Rips ]

Here.
Cut it at the kneejoint.

You don't have to cut
through any bone.

Jesus fucking Christ.
Fucking pussy. Give me that.
[ Vomiting ]

[ Vomiting Continues ]

Fucking wetback.
[ Laughing ]

[ Crawford Coughing ]

- At the kneejoint. That's it.
- [ Laughing ]

Piece ofshit.

Okay.
Let's get out of here.

Come on. Get your bags.
Let's get out of here.

Take that.
Come on! Move!

Why don't you call Hazelton?

And say what exactly?

That I got a bad feeling?
That Nate didn't answer his cell?

Itjust seems like an awful lot
ofeffort for a hunch.

Well, it's my hunch,
so it's my effort.

You really think they
staged a breakout?

I don't know
what to think, Ally.

What about that truck
up by the river?

You follow it up.
[ Bag Zips ]

[ Floyd ]
What is this place?

[ Chavez ]
This doesn't look
like the watchtower.

It's not. I've never seen
this place before.

There has to be some tools
that we can use on these chains.

[ Chavez ] And you
better make it quick.
Move.

[ Clanking ]
Jackpot!

Give me that.
Wait your turn, asshole.
[ Grunts ]

[ Metal Clanks ]

[ Metal Clanking ]

- How much farther?
- [ Panting ]
I'm not sure.

- A couple of hours maybe.
- You better find it.

Oh-ho-ho, man.
I got to go pinch a loaf.

I say we split up.
No.

- Maybe it's a good idea.
- You think this is a democracy?

- You wanna fuckin' debate me?
- What happens when we
meet up with your men?

What are you
gonna do then, Chavez?

What ever happened
to honor among thieves?

You're gonna kill us all, then you're
gonna take the cash foryourself.

That's what you're gonna do.
Yeah, you're right.

I probably will kill all ofyou.

Then why shouldn't
we kill you now, eh?
Good luck.

And you better be quick,
oryou're surely gonna be dead.

Then I'll kill all you motherfuckers.

But I don't think
that's in your best interest,

- compared to a compromise.
- [ Chuckling ]
Hey. Hey.

I just wiped my ass
with a $1 00 bill.

It's comin' out ofyour share, asshole.
Now, shut the fuck up.

What do you propose?
You got one gun.
I got two.

These humps have none.

Now, I can't carry
all the bags ofcash on my own.

And ifyou kill me,
that's one less pair of hands.

Plus I have something
none ofyou do.

- Yeah? What's that?
- Infrastructure.

What?

My men will find me.

And all ofyou can come with us
to a safe house and not be on the run.

And in exchange for that,
you give me one ofthe bags
you're all carrying,

and you all get to keep
the other one.

How can you trust him,
Floyd?

We can't.

Deal.

Now get this bum up.

Sorry about your friends.

This isn't
going to end well.

I know that.
Then why are you
going along with them?

Up to now, being all
chained together,

I really didn't have
much ofa choice, did I?

So that's the fourth time
we've passed that tree
in the last two hours.

What are you up to, Nate?

Bidin' my time.

Chavez catches on, man,
he'll kill you.

He's right, Nate.
Even I noticed.
You gotta be careful.

[ Nate ]
You should go back to the road.
Turn yourself in when the police arrive.

I am not going back
through the woods alone,
unarmed,

to get sliced up
by that hillbilly freak.

I don't know who's worse—
him or Chavez.

Listen.

I'll do what I can
to help you once we've
reached the ranger station.

I appreciate that,
but I thinkyou should
look afteryourselffirst.

Chavez isn't gonna bring
anyone along for the ride
that he can't use.

You're damn right.

He'll kill us all for the money.

Ifthat cannibal freak
doesn't beat him to it.

[ Exhales ]
It's ironic.

What is?
Money.

I struggled my whole life
to put myselfthrough school...

so I could get out of here
and make good money.
So?

Now I'm holding in my hands
more money than most people
ever make in a lifetime,

and all I wanna do
is get rid of it.

[ Panting ]

This is a logging access road.
Fire watchtower's on the other side...

further along the mountain.
Hang on. Hang on.

Hang on. Hang on.
Crawford.
[ Faint Howling ]

Come here.

Thinkyou can jack that thing?
Piece ofcake, man.

Finally, a ride
out ofthis shit-hole.

Wait a minute.
That's the tow truck
that ran us offthe road.

That's why Crawford here
is gonna go get it for us.
[ Grunts ]

Right, Crawford?
[ Grunts ] I don't know
about that, man. I mean—

It's a truck.Just run over there
and check it out.

Come on! We got the cash.
Now let's get the hell out of here!

No way, man!
Send soldier boy, damn it!

I'm not the car thief.
You are.

[ Scoffs ]

Could be a trap, man.

Get movin', asshole.
Go on.

Damn it.

[ Sighs ]

- [ Screaming ]
- [ Lift Whirring ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

[ Engine Starts ]

Help me! Please!

[ Screaming ]

Fuckin' hillbilly motherfucker!

I'm gonna find you,
then I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!
[ Screaming Continues ]

No!
[ Screams ]

Let's backtrack
and get as far away from here
as possible.

He's not gonna stop
until we're all dead.

Who the fuck is he?
Tell me right now!
[ Gasps ] I don't know!

The fuckyou don't!
You grew up here!
The sheriffsaid so!

[ Grunts ]

Now you better get us
the fuck out of here
before that freak comes back.

Fuck him.
We don't need him anymore.

You kill me,
and you're on your own— lost.

- Maybe I don't give a shit.
- He doesn't know anything!
Can't you see that?

Whoa! Just wait a minute.
Ifyou kill him now, we are fucked.

Okay? We have no idea
where we're going,

with some crazy hick
out there trying to pick us
all offone by one.

No.

[ Chavez ]
Enough. Come on.

Now, you don't want
to see me angry.

Now, you get me to that station—
and a phone, you hear?

[ Screaming ]
No!

[ Screaming ]
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop! Stop! God!

I need a rest.

Get the fuck up.
We gotta keep moving.

Get up, both ofyou.

- It's the money that's slowing us down.
We gotta lose it.
- No way.

They'll be looking for us
in a couple of hours.

Ifwe don't show up at Hazelton,
the F.B.I., U.S. Marshals...

and every law officer in West Virginia
is gonna be hunting you.

Brandon's right.
Ifyou want to get away,
you need to move quicker.

- Dump the money.
- Now you listen to me.

We move now with the cash,
or we all wait here and die.

[ Bag Drops On Ground ]
[ Floyd ] She's the one
who's slowin' us down.

[ Gasps ]
Ah.

- [ Chavez ] Be cool.
- [ Sniffs ]

Be cool.

She's a nice piece ofass though.

Let'sjust pass her around,
then pop her in the head...

and get the fuck out of-

[ Grunting ]

[ Groans ]

I'm gonna kill you,
you fuckin' bitch!
[ Shotgun Cocks ]

[ Panting ]
Notjust yet.

Now be cool.
Stay calm.

I got this in hand.

Be cool. All right?

Now, you just chill
the fuck out.

- You're dead, bitch.
- We're all dead, asshole!

Give me my gun back.
[ Panting ]

Looks like you got some
impulse-control issues there, Floyd.

I don't think so.

You having all three guns
does us no good ifthat freak
comes after us again.

Then that'sjust a chance
I'm gonna have to take.

They're gonna start lookin' for us soon.
There'll be a full search by morning.

- Ifwe make it till then.
- We'll make it.

These guys don't look like
they'rejust gonna let you go.

Why haven't they
killed you already?

They need me.
And what happens when
they don't need you anymore?

I'm not planning on finding out.
There should be a radio
and cell phone at the watchtower.

I'll call for help once we get there.

- How do you plan on keeping
this lot under control?
- There's a ladder.

Only one person can climb up at a time.

It's 75 feet straight up
and through a trapdoor.

Each station has a gun hidden in it,
and I know where they keep it.

It's a tight space.
I can ambush Chavez
when we're up there.

I just want to go home.

It'll be okay, Alex.
I'll get you out ofthis.

[ Faint Shrieking ]

[ Chavez ]
Walkin' a little slow
there, aren't you, Floyd?

She hurt you that bad?

- Die, bitch!
- Wha—

[ Both Grunting ]

Come on.

[ Grunting Continues ]

[ Yells ]

SheriffCarver calling Deputy Lane.
Come in. Over.

Ally, this is Calvin.
Come in. Over.
[ Radio Static ]

County Dispatch,
this is SheriffCarver.

I want to report an emergency. Over.
[ Man On Radio ]
Go, Sheriff.

The custody bus from
Grafton Penitentiary has crashed...

offthe old mill road
near mile marker 37.

I'm goin' in to take a look around.
Carver out.

Dispatch, this is Carver.
[ Man On Radio ]
Come in, Sheriff.

[ Sheriff]
There is no one onboard.
Gonna see if I can track them.

Carver out.
Roger that.

[ Grunts ]

Come on. Let's go.

[ Both Grunting ]

[ Fist Smacks ]

All right. Stop.
He's had enough.

- I say when
the Nazi bastard's had enough!
- [ Floyd Groaning ]

[ Grunts ]
[ Groans ]

[ Spits ]

Now, which way did they go?
I don't know.

I didn't see 'em go.

Come on.

Well, what do we do with him?

Fuck him. Leave him.

Nate, I—

I can't run anymore.

I— I just need a minute.

We need to keep moving.

Wejust have to make it
a few more hours,
and then we'll be fine.

The police are coming.
You can do this.

Listen, Chavez.

You can't get
out of here alone.

You know that, right?
I'll be fine.

- Well, I can get you
out ofthese woods.
- So, what do you want?

A fair deal.

- How much?
- [ Scoffs ]
No.

I don't want the money.
I don't need it.

But you gotta promise me
that you'll let me go
when your boys show up.

Fine.

And, uh, I also need
one ofthose guns.

Why should I give you a gun?

Because whatever's hunting us
is gonna continue hunting us
till we're both dead.

It's simple tactical strategy.
Two gunners are better than one.

- And why should I trust you?
- [ Scoffs ]

Why would I fuckyou?

I helped you
with Floyd, didn't I?

Well, I didn't run.

[ Groaning ]

[ Spits, Panting ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Chittering ]

[ Door Creaks ]
[ Lock Clicks ]

[ Muttering ]
[ Chittering Continues ]

[ Muttering Continues ]

Ah.

[ Muttering ]

[ Engine Starts ]
[ Groans ]

[ Barking ]

[ Distant Whistle ]

[ Distant Chittering ]

[ Inhales, Exhales ]

Where will you take them,
Nate?

[ Breathing Heavily ]

I'm too old for this shit.

Come on.

We gotta go.
We're not far now.

Psst!
[ Nate ]
We gotta move.

We gotta keep moving.

[ Alex ]
I can't go on anymore.
[ Nate ] Come on.

[ Whispers ]
Over there.

Okay. Let's leave
the bags down over here.
Come on.

We'll come back for them later.

- [ Screams ]
- [ Grunting ]

[ Blow Lands ]
[ Screams ]

You shouldn't have run.

Stop it! Stop it!

[ Grunts, Sobs ]
Shut the fuck up, puta!

This is all your fault!

- Maybe I should end you first!
- Wait. That's not gonna get us anywhere.

It gets the bitch
out ofthe way though!

The watchtower'sjust right over the hill.
[ Grunts ]

You've been leading us
in circles all night.

Why should I believe you now?

It'sjust over the hill—
right there. I swear.

It'll take two minutes
to find out. Please.
Get this bitch out!

[ Grunting ]

Move.

[ Whimpers ]

[ Chavez ]
This is it?
A bunch offuckin' charcoal?

- It must've been burned down.
- No shit.

So now what?

I don't know.
This is the only place
I knew ofthat had a radio.

You've been fuckin' with me
the whole time, haven't you?

- No.
- Fuck you. You're a liar!

He's not lying.
Nate thought the tower
was gonna be here.

We were gonna barricade
ourselves in and call for help.

Well, let'sjust keep moving,
all right? It's gotta be at least
3:00 or 4:00 a.m. by now.

- We could go northeast.
- I've had enough ofyour bullshit.

Get on your fuckin' knees!

- Get on your fuckin' knees!
- There's a small town
1 0 miles past the river.

- I'll take you there.
- Fuckyou. Say good-bye, asshole.

- Think about this, Chavez.
- He's out there.

What?

I can feel him.

He's been following us.
He's close.

Shh.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Gun Cocks ]
I warned you.

- [ Growling ]
- [ Chavez Screaming ]

Get it off me!
Get this fucking dog off me!

Drop the gun!
Down, boy!

Get the dog off me!
Take his guns, Nate.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, Sheriff.
Just really glad to see you.

When you didn't answer
your cell, I— I came looking.

There are others out there.
How many?

Don't know.
At least one other prisoner
and some freak hillbilly local.

Hillbilly? That can't be.

Please. Let'sjust get out of here.

Okay. Come on.
Let's move it up there.

Hey, you, come on.
Move your ass. Get up.

Come on! Move it!

Move it, you son ofa bitch!
Move!

Come on, honey.

He's close.
He's really close.

Who is?
He's a fucking monster.

Please. Please.
I just want to get home.

Oh, all right.Just—
Just calm down, little lady.

[ Cackling ]

- [ Screams ]
- [ Screams ]

[ Whimpering ]

- [ Cackling ]
- [ Gunshots ]

Ifyou thinkyou're
moving out ofthis forest...

without going back for the cash,
you're fuckin' wrong.

Now move. Move.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Laughs ]

Jackpot.

Chavez, you stupid
son ofa bitch.

[ Grunting, Panting ]

- [ Police Radio Chatter ]
- This is where the sheriff
reported the bus crash.

On foot in this terrain,
they should be
within this perimeter.

I want it approached
from all sides,
and we'll work our way in.

When is the air support
getting here?

They're in the air.
They should be here
within the hour.

Gentleman,
we have a man out there.

I want all precautions taken.

Let's move.
Yes, sir.

Where's my bags?
Are you sure
this was the spot?

Yes, this was the spot.
Now where's my goddamn
fuckin' money?

Huh?
It's Floyd.

I'm gonna kill
that motherfucker.

No. I'm gonna
skin him alive first,

then I'm gonna
fucking kill him!

Shit!

[ Grunting, Panting ]

- [ Bone Crunches ]
- [ Floyd Screaming ]

You— You stay here
and you guard them.

You hear?
You don't move!
Don't move!

[ Panting ]

That'll teach
that motherfucker!

[ Laughing ]
Who's laughin' now,
you Mexican piece ofshit?

[ Screaming ]

Let me go, Brandon.

I can't.

I'm sorry.
If I do, he'll kill me.

[ Nate ]
Then let her go.
I'm not leaving you.

[ Grunting ]
[ Chavez ]
I see you!

You cocksucker!
You're fuckin' dead!
[ Laughing ]

[ Grunting ]
Fuck you, Chavez!

You can pick it up!
You can pick it all up!

[ Laughing ]

- You're fuckin' dead!
- [ Cackles ]

- Dead!
- Fuckyou!

[ Cackles ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

- [ Shrieks ]
- [ Screaming Continues ]

Come on.

- [ Chavez ] Come on out,
you hick motherfucker!
- [ Screaming ]

I'll kill you
with my bare fuckin' hands!

[ Screaming Continues ]

[ Screams ]
Shit! My money!

[ Gasping ]

[ Groans ]
My God.

[ Brandon ]
What do we do now?

We die... ifwe don't
start fighting back.

[ Gasps ]
Let's head
towards that town!

Come on! Move!
Let's go!

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Honking Continues ]

[ Engine Rumbling ]

It's gotta be a trap.
Yeah, but why would he
think it'd work?

What the fuck does he want?

You hear that?
You hick-ass motherfucker!

What do you want?
Huh?

Tell me, you son ofa bitch.
Can't be the money.

You've already fuckin' burnt that!
Huh? What do you want?

[ Cackles ]

Okay. You want
to fuck with me? Huh?

Come here. Come here.
What the hell
are you doing?

- [ Grunts ]
- [ Shrieking ]

Come on, fuck-stick!
Huh? A head for a head!

There she is. Take hers.

Come on, you bastard!
It's what you want, isn't it?

Take the bitch!
[ Shotgun Cocks ]

Run.

- No!
- [ Screams ]

[ Cackles ]

- Alex!
- Nate!
[ Screams ]

- [ Nate ] Alex!
- Stop!

No!
Alex!

- [ Engine Revs ]
- [ Alex Screaming ]

Alex!

- You son ofa bitch!
We've got to go after her.
- No.

He's gone. She's gone.
We're moving on.

I'm gonna leave her to him.
I said, we're moving on.

Now lead us out of here.

No.

[ Shotgun Cocks ]

This is something
I should have a long time ago,

you stupid son ofa bitch.
[ Grunts ]

Here. I'm sorry
I let it go this far.

What are you gonna do?
[ Gun Cocks ]

Try and reach that town.

Good luck.

Get her back, Nate.

Should we kill him?

I'm not a murderer, Brandon,
and neither are you.

[ Gun Clicks ]

[ Alex Screams ]
Somebody!

[ Screaming ]
Help me!

[ Screaming, Indistinct ]

Help me!

Please let me go!

[ Screaming ]

Help me!

[ Screaming ]
Help me!

[ Muttering, Cackling ]
[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming, Indistinct ]

[ Screams ]
[ Whimpering ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Sobbing, Shouting, Indistinct ]
[ Panting ]

[ Shrieks ]

[ Screaming Continues ]
[ Panting ]

[ Groaning ]
[ Screaming, Sobbing ]

[ Grunting ]
Nate! Nate!

[ Gasps ]
[ Screams ]
Help me!

[ Cackles ]
Please let me go!

[ Screaming, Indistinct ]

[ Sobbing ]
Nate!

Nate!
[ Screaming ]

Please, somebody!

[ Sobbing ]

Help me!

[ Rustling ]

- [ Barking ]
- Leon. Hey, boy.

Come here, boy.
Come here.

[ Panting ]

[ Growls ]
Find her, Leon.
Find Alex, okay?

Go, boy.
[ Barking ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Buzzing ]
[ Gasping ]
Help me.

[ Gasps ]

[ Weakly ]
Help me.

[ Gurgling ]

[ Sobbing ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Sobbing Continues ]

[ Gasps, Sobs ]
[ Door Opens ]

[ Screaming, Sobbing ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Groans ]

[ Sobbing ]
[ Cackling ]

[ Shouts, Indistinct ]

No!

[ Muttering ]
[ Screaming ]
No!

No!
[ Screaming ]

[ Helicopter Passing Overhead ]

- [ Helicopter Retreating ]
- [ Gasping ]

[ Panting ]

[ Helicopter Retreating ]

[ HelicopterApproaching ]

[ Helicopter Retreating ]

You made a bad choice,
army boy.

[ Panting ]

Hey! Hey!

Here! I'm here!

Hey!

[ Muttering ]
[ Chavez ]
There you are.

I've been looking foryou.

[ Babbles ]

Bring it, you motherfucker!

What's the matter,
you cracker-ass fuckin' freak?

- Scared of losing your head?
- [ Growls ]

- [ Gasps, Groans ]
- [ Clicking ]

[ Grunts ]
[ Screams ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Shrieks ]
[ Bones Snap ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Screams ]

[ Cackles ]

[ Screams ]

[ Coughing ]

Is that it, huh?

That all you got?

[ Both Grunting ]

Now you're dead!

I'm gonna kill you now!

You're dead.

[ Grunts ]

[ Screams ]

[ Groans ]

[ Winces, Groans ]

God!

Looks like we're even.

[ Grunting ]
Puto.

[ Coughs, Groaning ]

Shit.
[ Coughing ]
[ Groaning, Laughing ]

[ Snickering ]

[ Rapid Breathing ]
Ain't so tough.

[ Screams ]
[ Flesh Ripping ]

[ Coughs, Groans ]

[ Screams ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Groaning Continues ]

[ Grunts ]
[ Flesh Rips ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Muttering ]

[ Mutters ]
[ Rapid Breathing ]

[ Coughing, Grunts ]

[ Bone Cracking ]
[ Muttering ]

[ Cracking Continues ]

[ Muttering ]

[ Knife Cutting ]

Yeah. Good boy.

[ Panting ]

[ Gasps, Panting ]

[ Panting Continues ]

[ Creaking ]

Where is he?
I don't know.Just hurry.

[ Gasping, Sobs ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Groans ]

Nate, she's dead.

[ Creaking ]

[ Shrieks ]

[ Both Grunting ]

[ Shrieks ]
[ Gasping ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Groans ]

- [ Grunts ]
- [ Growls ]

[ Barking, Snarling ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Blow Lands ]
[ Leon Whimpers ]

[ Gasps ]
[ Mutant Cackling ]

[ Mutters, Cackling ]

[ Rapid Breathing ]

[ Grunts ]

- [ Growls ]
- No!

[ Groans ]

[ Panting ]
Is he dead?

[ Panting ]
Yeah.

[ Whimpers, Sniffs ]

Let's get out of here.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Alex Groans ]

[ Sobbing ]

[ Groans, Panting ]
[ Siren Wailing In Distance ]

Look.

It's almost dawn.

We made it
through the night.

Thank you, Nate,

for coming back for me.

[ Cackling ]

[ Metal Clangs ]

[ Alex ]
Oh, my God!

[ Screaming ]
Oh, God, Nate!

[ Screaming, Shouting ]

[ Cackling ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Shouting ]

[ Screaming ]
Oh, God.

[ Screams ]

- [ Cackling ]
- Get the shotgun!

- [ Gunshot ]
- [ Screams ]

Nate!

- [ Grunting ]
- [ Screaming ]

- [ Screams ]
- [ Cackling ]

- [ Shrieks ]
- [ Clattering ]

[ Hissing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Screams, Groaning ]

[ Flames Crackling ]

[ Nate Grunting ]

Alex! Alex!

We gotta get out of here.
Alex!

[ Screams ]

It's me.
Get Alex first.

[ Grunting ]

I got you.
[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Alex Groans ]

[ Grunting ]

My leg.

[ Groans ]
Give me your arm.

[ Both Grunting ]

[ Screams ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Nate ]
It's okay.
He's gone.

Funny—

All that money...

up in flames.

You really didn't kill
that bartender, did you?

No.

So, now what?

You didn't make it.

Nobody goes looking
for a dead con.

You'd do that for me?

Just stay out oftrouble.

I will.

Trust me.

[ Sobs ]

[ Muttering ]

[ Coughs, Muttering ]

[ Sirens Wailing ]

[ Officer ]
Is it them?

[ Police Radio Chatter ]

[ Chattering ]

Miami, South Beach,

surrounded by pussy.

I'm gonna miss you, Walter.

- [ Blow Lands ]
- [ Groans ]

[ Gasping ]

Like I said,

never trust a con.

[ Muttering ]

[ Blow Lands ]
[ Brandon Screams ]