Boggy Creek Page #3
- NOT RATED
- Year:
- 2010
- 87 min
- 125 Views
and just go to work when we walked out.
Hey, I can't do this anymore, Troy.
I can't be doing this.
Remember I said
I got to discuss my...
You made that painfully obvious, girl.
Well, I'm done. I'm finished and
mean at this time, I'm going back.
Do you have anything to say?
Well, goodbye baby.
So Jen is pretty bent out of shape
about us being here, huh?
No, she's fine.
She doesn't seem fine.
Well, it's kind of my fault.
I kind of put her on the spot.
She's just really been a mess
after her father dying and all,
and I didn't realize she
wanted to be here alone.
Now look.
Jen is a sweet girl.
She's just got a lot of things
she's gonna do right now, that's all.
She'll be all right.
Well, maybe but...
I'm sorry. That doesn't give
you the excuse to be just so bad.
Hey! Watch it girl. That's my
best friend you're talking about.
Now you know what?
I actually think it's great that she's
actually around people, you know.
I mean, being alone by yourself,
being a hermit like that.
That can't be good for nobody.
What happened to her dad, anyway?
He was found on the side of the
highway up there. In his running clothes.
They think it was a hit-and-run.
Some sort of large vehicle.
When they found him,
he was almost unrecognizable.
Sh*t, that's awful.
I've heard worse. I mean,
at least he didn't suffer, right?
What?
All I meant was that
some people suffered.
He was lucky in like
a weird sort of way.
- Hey.
- Hey.
So you all want to take
the boat out or something?
I'm so hungry.
I'll go make sandwiches.
You know,
actually I'll go with you.
No, no. Stay here.
It'll only take me a few minutes.
All right.
- I got you.
- Only landing bush.
- Here you go.
- Now, work Buddy.
- Hey.
- So what are you writing about?
- Nothing.
- Nothing, huh.
Hey look, I'm sorry for
imposing by being out here.
It's okay.
- It's a great place.
- Yeah, I like it.
Dave.. can you come
here for a second?
Just hold on.
Give me a minute.
- So how long did your dad live out here?
- 11 years.
And this is the first time
that I've been back in a while.
- Aren't you guys in a fight or something?
- No.
No fight. My dad he just
had some issues with people.
- That sucks.
- Yeah.
Dave.
Can you put some
sunscreen on my back?
Oh, damn.
Don't leave me out here.
Nolan, what the hell!
My car!
Don't act like you didn't do that.
How the hell did you
get that on the car?
Dude, why in the heat hell, would
I drive all the way out here
from butt f***ed Egypt,
to decapitate piggy
and then sit around and just look
this nasty ass sh*t on my car, huh?
Why would I do
something like that, Dave?
We should call the cops.
- There are cops around here, right?
- No.
Right. Just hold off
on calling the cops.
You two try not
to kill each other.
- I'm going to handle this. I'll be right back.
- Wait. Jen, where are you going?
We'll be right back.
- I'm not the only one to be digging this grave.
- You gotta to digging that.
You're gonna be
helping to dig this, too.
Shut up, white boy!
Dustin, it's Jennifer from next door.
If you're in there,
please open up.
I'm not in there.
on the hood of my friend's car,
and I want to know if it was you.
It wasn't me.
By the way, I'm Maya.
So wait. We're suppose to just
believe that it magically appeared there.
I don't care what you believe.
I told you I didn't do it.
Look, you're in a swamp
surrounded by deep woods,
there are dead
animals everywhere.
Just like I told you last night,
there's something out there.
It's been mutilating
animals for years,
even worse,
sometimes it mutilates people...
who happen to be in the
wrong place, at the wrong time.
Aw come on, you're not talking
about the bigfoot. Sh*t.. again.
I'm really sorry about
what happened to your wife,
and I think that you know that.
But I'm not going to be scared off.
My father, he left me that cabin and
I intend to stay there as long as I want.
Hey look, if you're so convinced
that there is something out here.
Why are you here?
Did you here anything about
these girls getting out of here?
Well. Was that supposed to
be a threat or something? Huh.
You two, chill.
You I'm just saying,
he's got a gun.
Well I just saying, if he
was a threat or something,
then maybe we should do
something about it, you know.
Well, that's just great!
We've got dead pigs, man with a gun,
Bigfoot. You 2 morons, in your car.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Damn. Well, that's done with.
- I love Texas thunderstorms.
- Yeah, me too.
I love it, like, just like this
white one I saw at the pool.
Where's Brook?
She had to sleep for a little bit.
Said she feels nauseous.
She's pregnant.
She got an IV.
- So what was that all about earlier.
- What do you mean?
The conversation
with your neighbour.
Think he's the one that
threw the pig on Tommy's car?
I think he really doesn't
want us to be here
and it make sense
that it would be him.
Right, Tommy's afraid of aussie,
I don't see him killing a pig,
dragging it through the woods.
You know what I mean?
I guess you're right.
Like if it's him, our neighbour and us out
here. You know what I'm saying like...
Yah, I think it's him.
What do you think about this whole
Bigfoot thing? Do you think that's real?
Where are you offing toward that?
I have never been one for fantasy.
No.
Even if I was, I would be a lot more
terrified with some psychotic human being,
like, going after
people with a machete.
You know what I mean, like
not some big scary ape, please.
Hit!
What the hell!
What you doing?
Babe, do this.
Come here and do it.
Let me show you how you do it.
Watch the man how he did...
Ahh, you suck.
Let me show you.
No, no, no. I was going to do that
...in high school though.
- Where's Dave?
- He's out on the porch with Jennifer.
Dave!
Can you come inside?
I'm scared.
One second.
No. Now.
Look. Just give me a minute.
You know...
getting a little sick of this sh*t.
- What sh*t?
- You two flirting.
What the hell!
I get it. Do you want to
bang her or something?
Do you Dave?
Huh?
What?
Nothing man. Nothing
at all. I'm just saying.
Hey, you know what?
Why don't you come on over here
by our side. Come here. Come on girl.
Alright.
Let me help you out.
Fine, sorts.
That's a double for...
you drink it kind of real slow.
That's done it.
Can you help her,
I got something for you...
I just...
You know what... just
You guys are so great.
I love you so much.
It's good.
Maybe I'd better...
That's fine.
I'll catch you later.
What exactly do you find
so interesting about her?
What?
- I see the way you look at her.
- What are you talking about, Brook?
I can get any guy I want,
and I chose to be with you.
So don't pull
this sh*t on me now.
- Anyone?
- Yeah, anyone.
Okay, then be with anyone.
Thanks, b*tch.
Hey, maybe you can
hook up with Dave now.
- Guys, I'm sorry.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Boggy Creek" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 19 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/boggy_creek_4438>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In