Alien Abduction Page #3
Someone must live back there! Come on!
Found the mailbox!
Wait for your brother!
Riley, come on!
31... 31, number 31.
31, 31.
Slow down, I don't see anything!
I'm sure they're out there!
Come on, Riley, don't worry about that.
Keep going!
- Watch your step, honey.
- I got it.
- Where's your brother?
- I got him! I got him!
I'm OK.
- Be careful!
- There's a cabin down here!
- Right here!
- Thank God.
You got it? Come on!
- Whoa!
- Hey!
- Y'all trespassing.
- Sir, please!
- This is private property.
- Holy sh*t!
Please! We need your help!
I think you best go back up
now where you came from.
Sir, you don't understand. Please!
This is an emergency, we are in trouble.
We need to use your phone.
- What?
- Riley?
- What in the hell is that?
- Riley, come on!
- Get behind me.
- Shoot it!
Go! Go! Go!
Engel! Engel, come back here!
You best get in the house, son.
Come on, get in the house.
Did you get it?
I don't know, I think I might've winged it.
Son, get you that 22.
Look out the front window!
- Where's your phone?
- In my pocket.
You don't have a house phone?
No, I ain't got a house phone, I
got a cell phone like y'all got.
We saw these lines in your driveway.
I got a cell phone, like y'all got!
But it don't work out here.
Engel!
The gun didn't work. It didn't work on them!
It's not gonna stop them!
We're gonna be fine. OK?
Son, you know how to use that rifle?
It's a 'yes' or 'no' question. Gimme that gun!
I got it, I got it!
Son, you best get that camera out my face!
Sir, please! You don't understand!
We need the police!
Well, I don't know what to tell you lady.
It is what it is.
You deep in the mountains.
There ain't no one around here.
Don't you have some way of contacting
someone, in case of an emergency?
Me and my brother do just fine in emergencies.
Let me tell you something.
Even if I could call the law,
they ain't gonna be no help!
Sh*t! I come out here to get
away from folks like y'all.
Come up here with your dumbass questions.
Well, I got a question.
What in the hell is that thing?
- We don't know.
- You don't know?
Well, you brought it to my backyard!
Riley, show him the camera.
No!
Riley? Riley! Give me... No, it's OK!
- No, it's OK, please just...
- No!
We're gonna turn off the camera for one minute!
What happened to your old man up there...
I lived my whole life up here...
I ain't never seen nothing like that.
And it didn't make sense, what I was looking at.
I suspect them lights'll be back tonight.
I'll do what I can to help y'all.
It's getting dark.
Let's lock down this house.
That's the damn Brown Mountain lights.
Grandmama told me about them.
Said, uh... twelve hundred Cherokee Indians just,
up and disappeared on Brown
Mountain, in one night.
Can you believe that?
Sh*t. All the stories is the same.
Folks see them lights. Folks go missin'.
Y'know in that video that
your slow kid showed me...
He's not slow, he's autistic.
Well, in the video... that your
autistic kid just showed me,
There's a cop car in the tunnel.
Yeah?
And that's a good thing.
If a cop's gonna go missing, about every other
cop in the state go looking for him.
Yeah.
Well, sh*t. Law's probably gonna be here
any minute, whether we call'em or not.
I hope so.
See, what we got here is a
perimeter around the house.
Them things come up from behind...
we're gonna hear it coming.
than with this redneck nutbag!
Shut up! He's right outside.
He's insane and I don't trust him!
Listen, both of you. I don't know who this guy
is and I don't know what he's capable of.
What I do know, is that we have to stay
calm, OK, and we have to work together.
Those things followed us and he's helping.
- We can't just sit here!
- We can't risk leaving now, just calm down.
Sean's brother has a truck, he'll be
back and can get right to the police.
When do you expect your brother, soon?
He's been gone all day. He's heading into town.
Listen, I... I know you folks have
been through some sh*t today, but...
well, you ain't out of the woods, yet.
Hey, what's this radio equipment for?
That's my father's old HAM radio. Not
really working like it s'pose to.
We basically use it like a CB.
Scott's got a CB in the truck.
So why don't you try calling someone?
'Cause he wouldn't have it
on, unless he had a reason.
Isn't there some way we can use
that thing to call for help?
You're welcome to try it out if you'd like!
If you think I'm lying.
Sh*t... piss me off.
Son, are you gonna point that
camera at me all night long?
The camera helps him. He needs it.
Yeah, I get it.
I had me a retard cousin once, never let go of his
momma's leg, unless you gave him a wooden spoon.
I ain't no doctor, but...
I 'spect it soothed him.
- He's not retarded!
- I'm autistic.
Hey.
You notice how that camera gets to be
jumping when them things is around?
Yeah.
Yeah.
That happens again, you gimme a holler.
OK.
OK.
Now get your ass out my seat.
What are you doing?
how this damn radio works.
Sean says it doesn't work.
Yeah, well... Sean can't even
form complete sentences.
I doubt he knows how to operate this thing.
He's got guns.
Guns... and a banjo.
- Something's outside!
- The cans!
Mom.
Mom, what was that?
Oh, sh*t. It's Engel!
Engel! Engel, here!
Oh, yeah! Good boy. Who's a big man!
Huh?
Yeah, you gave me one for an alien.
You gave me...
- Are you OK, boy?
- Yeah, he looks alright!
Give him something to drink. Give
him some water, or something.
Want some water? Come here, bud.
Well, all we need now is Scott to get back and...
and got ourselves a three men army.
Sh*t.
Scott should've been back here, by now.
Have you ever seen these things before?
Everybody up here knows
something weird's going on.
I mean, you hear stories, though... I
ain't never seen nothing like that before.
What kind of stories do you hear?
Well, y'all been up yonder.
Seen that cross on the road?
The one with all them dolls and
candles and sh*t underneath it?
Yeah, we saw it. Yeah.
It was about a year ago...
me and Scott, coming home late at night.
We was out showin' a noose.
That's where we found old Wyatt's
car, right there in that spot.
Doors blown open, lights on, no one around.
Just like them cars you seen in the tunnel.
My God.
Yep.
That whole week, folks was in town sayin' how
they all seen the Brown Mountain lights.
That's wh-we saw lights last night.
I filmed the lights.
Yep.
When them lights show up...
bad sh*t gets to happenin'.
Why are they doing this?
I don't know, ma'am.
No one knows.
They had the government up here...
with scientists running around
with their fancy machines.
I don't know what these things is.
Y'all fish?
No.
You go out late at night...
when it's real dark...
go to the middle of the lake...
You shine that sh*t at the water.
Than you just... put your feet up...
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