Barricade Page #3

- Stay with me. Come on. Come on.

Stay with me.

Daddy, this is one of those things

a person should never do.

Let's just don't go down there, okay?

Come on.

- Something smells funny, Dad.

- It's wet here. Watch your step.

Daddy, I'm not going any further.

Please stop.

Sweetheart, we have to get

the lights back on.

Wouldn't you feel better

with the lights back on?

Daddy, don't go, please.

Let's get out of here. Please, Daddy.

- Cool.

- Yeah, well, apparently...

...your sister doesn't think so.

Cynthia?

It's okay. It's all right.

The rats will stay down there.

They got plenty to eat.

Can it get in, Dad? Can it break in?

No, absolutely not.

I won't let that happen.

Wasn't there duct tape in here before?

There's not enough nails.

- Don't go.

- I have to.

I have to make this house safe for us.

To do that, there's things

I need from the tool shed.

Well, then we have to come.

- No. It's too dangerous.

- Not as dangerous as being alone.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

There was a shovel there.

Look at this.

Perfect.

God, look at the size of these things.

They're humongous.

Nothing's getting past that.

They're monster-proof.

Totally.

Dad.

I think they're gone.

Get over there. Go on.

We've gotta go. Now! Go!

- Dad!

- Don't look back, Jake!

Go on! As fast as you can!

Daddy, don't leave me here.

Dad!

Your mother always said

I was no good with a hammer.

Look at me now.

- Daddy?

- Okay

Okay, all right.

This is where we sleep tonight.

All right? All of us.

Good. Come on. Let's brush our teeth.

Come on, you guys.

- What?

- Nail the bathroom too, Dad.

Oh, buddy, we're gonna

need the bathroom.

Besides, there's no windows in here.

Nothing's gonna get in.

- We're safe and sound.

- For now.

Oh, God.

No way we're going back

in the basement.

No. I know.

Come on.

Maybe we can find some candles.

Remind me I left those there.

We might need them again.

What are we gonna do?

Well...

...nothing's getting past

those monster nails, right?

- We just wait.

- Until what?

Until the storm ends.

But what if it doesn't?

- It will, sweetheart.

- And then what happens?

Then...

Then...

...the Mounties ride in

on their big white horses and rescue us...

...and we find out the whole thing

was just a bunch kids playing pranks.

They get hauled off to juvie for a round

of spankings and no dinner for a week.

- Two weeks.

- Even better.

- Two weeks. Minimum.

- And no dessert.

Absolutely not.

We'll make them eat sand.

Sand?

You know what they call sand

for dessert?

Desert.

Come on.

- What is it? What's there?

- Nothing.

- Why'd you make that sound?

- Because there's nothing there.

- The hammer.

- The monster nails. They're gone.

Right.

It's okay. Let's just get upstairs.

Dad?

Maybe it wanted us

to nail the doors shut.

- What do you mean?

- Because maybe we didn't lock it out.

Maybe we locked it in.

Something wants us to stay.

Oh, man.

It fell down the hole.

I can't reach it.

Mrs. Shelton is still having trouble

getting over the death of her husband...

...which is not surprising

given the nature of their marriage.

I recommended to her physician

that he prescribe clonazepam.

Guys, I'm working. You know the rules.

Jake's dolly fell into the gutter

and he's having a fit.

I'm not having a fit! He's not a dolly!

He's an action figure!

Hey, hey. Take it easy, Jake.

And Cyn, don't push his buttons. Please.

Hey. Come on.

Mom to the rescue. Let's go.

Not while Dad's working.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Well, what if he's broken?

- He'll live.

- I'm sure he's fine, sweetheart.

Mom!

Mom!

Oh, you guys are too easy.

Here you go.

- Really not that funny, Mom.

- Oh, it was pretty funny.

Thanks, Mom!

- Don't fall asleep, Daddy.

- No.

No, no.

Daddy's okay. Go to sleep.

Daddy's here.

Jake!

Cynthia!

No. No.

Cynthia?

What are you doing?

Where's your brother?

I thought we were gonna stay together.

What is the--?

If you were hungry

why didn't you wake me'?

Since when do you like

mac and cheese?

Cynthia, I need you to answer me.

Cyn.

Why won't you look at me?

Why won't you look at me?

Because I don't wanna scare you.

Stop it, Daddy. You're hurting me.

I'm not touching you.

No! Dad!

Jake!

Jake.

Piece of sh*t.

Jesus!

Jake?

Daddy.

Dad!

Jake.

Cynthia.

No]

Jake! Cynthia!

You can't take them! Goddamn it! No!

That's impossible.

What is happening?

Where are you?

Daddy, please help.

I'm not losing you two.

- It's too hot.

- Me too.

The keys to his truck.

It's okay. We're leaving.

Dad!

Hold on!

Goddamn it!

It's okay. I got you.

Cynthia?

Here you go, bud.

Cynthia? Baby?

Please don't leave me.

Don't leave me, honey. I can do this.

I can do this all by myself.

I love you guys so much.

I can be a good dad.

Can you hear me? Wake up, Cynthia.

Jake, help me.

Wake your... Come on. Come on.

Come on, you guys. Jake!

Cynthia, wake up.

Come on, baby, wake up.

Wake up, Cynthia! Don't...

Kids are your strong suit.

Mine's paying the bills.

That's the plan.

That was always the plan. Remember?

You're better at that.

You're better at everything.

- You're better at playing baseball.

- That's crap.

Besides, taking care of the kids...

...takes a lot less energy and time...

...than you think.

- You make it look easy.

- Can I have some water?

- I got it. It's okay.

- I got it.

- Yeah? Sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

- I don't mind.

Don't say I didn't offer.

Leah?

Everything okay?

Yeah. Clumsy as usual.

Yet, strangely, still sexy.

No!

God, no, Leah! Oh, Goddamn it!

I need an ambulance

at 421 Still Oaks Lane.

My wife she fell, she hit her head.

Her neck...

Oh, God. Hurry, please!

- What? Don't talk.

- Can't--

- I'm sorry.

- No, Leah, please!

Goddamn it, breathe. Baby!

Come on.

Breathe, Leah.

No!

Help me, Daddy.

Dad's here, buddy. It's okay.

Jake! No!

Jake! Jake! Jake!

No!

No!

Jake.

Open, you son of a--

Jake.

Jake!

He couldn't have pulled this out.

Jake!

Jake.

Jake.

Howes?

When the storm ended and you didn't

call down for more supplies...

...I figured something might be wrong.

So I come up here to help you.

- When the storm ended?

- Yeah.

The storm's been over for days.

No, no, no, you're wrong. You're wrong!

We've been stranded here for days!

The blizzard...

Mr. Shade, don't leave me here!

No.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

It's the cabin I went to

when I was the kids' age.

It's in the middle of nowhere,

and that's what makes it great.

I'm sorry I couldn't save them.

But you did save them.

Okay, guys. Change in plans.

I think we're coming down with something.

So, what do you say we head down...

...we find Mr. Howes

and we ask about seeing a doctor?

I'll be right back.

- It's wet here. Watch your step.

- Help me, Dad.

Just please don't make me

take a bath, Dad, please.

Bath?

Nothing to worry about.

We're on bath vacation.

I don't wanna take a bath.

- I just wanna sleep.

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