Creep 2 Page #4

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Bad...

Bad night.

Aaron.

Sara.

Stay right there.

Close your eyes.

I don't want to.

Do it.

- Shh...

Shh...

Shh...

Do you feel better?

A little bit.

Good.

I'm gonna go take a shower now.

Hey, Sara,

it's me. Um...

Thank you...

For...

Um...

Doing what you just did. I think

you are really, really...

Special.

And you are inspiring

feelings in me that...

I thought I would

never feel again,

and...

I don't know what to do.

Oh, my god.

Oh, god, you got me.

Yeah?

How do you feel?

I feel like...

Forty-seven...

Forty-eight,

forty-nine,

fifty.

Ready or not, here I come!

Sara?

Where'd you go?

I'm coming for you.

I got...

Uh-oh.

I think I found you.

Sara?

Are you being bad?

Sara, where's you go?

Damn it!

You got me!

You don't scare me.

Are you rolling, Sara?

Yeah.

Aaron, if ask you a question,

will you answer honestly?

Of course. Always.

When you're holding that ax,

is there a part of you that

wants to ram it into my face?

You know, considering your past?

Well, of course.

But then...

You know, we wouldn't be able to

have all the fun we are having.

That's interesting. I...

I think I always thought

I was gonna die

before I could share

my work with anyone,

but now I have you.

Which is kinda cool.

Do you feel remorse

for the people you kill?

Um...

Maybe a little bit,

but I also...

I feel like I'm pretty

fair to my victims.

I try to give them a warning as

to what they're walking into.

That's why I put stuff

in the ad, like...

"Are you a fan of

interview with the vampire?"

Like, I want them to know

that I'm dangerous.

You know...

Actually, this is...

One of my latest

was this big ol' sweetie

and... I called him "buddy."

And I stuck an ax in a stump

outside of the house I rented.

He passed by, he saw it,

he came in anyway and he stayed

with me all night, you know.

I mean, it's almost like...

It's almost like...

Like they wanna die.

Did you kill him with that ax?

Uh-huh.

Does that mean you're gonna

murder me with the blender?

That's actually

a brilliant idea.

I've never thought of that

as a weapon before.

But alas, Sara...

I promised I wouldn't kill you.

And I never lie.

Not in the cards for us.

Well...

But you said you wouldn't kill me

within the next 24 hours. So...

Now why would you bring that up?

That only gets you into trouble.

Hey.

Hey.

What you doin'?

The dishes.

What are you doing

with my camera?

Have you ever spent

any time in the woods?

Sure.

You ever...

Just watched a deer, just...

Just being a deer?

Put that away. That's my job.

Okay.

Psst.

Mommy needs her juice.

Where is mommy's juice?

Mommy is thirsty.

Oh, yes!

This better be Coppola wine.

Oh, thank you, sweetheart.

Mmm.

- That's nice. Thank you.

- Mmm-hmm.

What are you thinking about?

Uh, I'm thinking about this really

cool book that I once read,

called the journalist

and the murderer.

- Have you heard of it?

- No.

Oh, it's really great.

You gotta give it a read.

What's it about?

It's sort of about the moral quandary

that journalists face, you know,

uh, how they

sometimes have to lie

and ingratiate themselves

with their subjects, you know,

this little flattery and little

flirtation to get the material they need.

And...

I thought about it

while I was...

Watching a little show

called encounters.

Didn't know I knew

about that, did you?

I know a lot of things, Sara.

Like what?

Oh, no, you don't

make wedding videos.

Um, and I know you have

a knife in your boot.

- What are you talking about?

- It's okay.

Don't worry

about it, okay? Look.

Let's see.

I don't think you've been "lying"

here, traditionally, you know.

I think you've been, uh, you've been playing

around with the facts a little bit,

but look, everybody

does that, okay?

Look, it's one of

my favorite things to do.

It's what I do for a living.

But...

While I do play

around with facts,

I never lie.

My eyes, my heart, my soul,

I always tell the truth

and that's the same kind of truth I've

been feeling from you here today.

So I want you to know

everything's okay.

I'm not mad. Okay?

Okay.

That said,

I'm gonna ask you a question and I

want you to answer me honestly.

Do you believe that

I'm a serial killer?

- No. -Good. Thank you

for your honesty.

Why not?

Well...

First off, the stories you've

been telling are ridiculous.

Okay.

And, like, what's up

with this whole documentary?

If you were a killer,

why would you invite me into

your home and have me film you

confess all the details

of your murders?

Like, what would stop me from

going to the police with this?

It's a fair point.

It is a moot point, however.

You won't go to

the police tomorrow,

because tomorrow,

I'll be dead...

Because tonight,

you are going to kill me.

- Aaron...

- Now before you protest,

I've thought about this.

I'm very excited about it, okay?

Why would I make my 40th film

another random kill film?

I made 39 of those, okay?

Also, why would we make some

stodgy, pedantic documentary?

Plenty of those.

You know what we need?

A murder film...

Where the pupil

fells the king.

That's the movie I wanna make.

What makes you think

I'm gonna do this?

Because I know you well enough to

know that you will do anything

to make a great piece of art.

And this will be the most

unbelievably exciting

episode of encounters

that you can possibly imagine.

I know I just laid a lot on you,

but I have a lot

of experience with this

and I'm the easy way to it.

- I'm super excited.

- Aaron, what is...

First things first.

Put that camera down, girl.

What are you doing?

I said put

that camera down, girl.

What's with the mask, Aaron?

Now you remember, this is peach

fuzz, the friendly wolf.

Here, give me the camera.

Okay.

Okay.

Come with me.

Come with me.

How are you with an ax?

I've never used an ax before.

Okay, it's like a bat.

Are you a lefty

or are you a righty?

- Righty. -Okay, you know what, it

doesn't matter. Just get into it.

Okay, I'm wearing a mask

so you don't have to look into

my eyes while you kill me.

It's a little difficult.

Did I mention, it's like a

cartoon, like a funny noise.

Also, I sharpened the ax.

It should go straight

through my neck.

There are very few bones.

Let's do it!

Okay, so, just to be clear,

you want me to take this ax

and chop your head off with it.

Yes, 100%.

Camera heard it first.

Consider it assisted suicide.

It's totally cool.

All right.

Any last words?

Nope.

I've talked enough

for ten lifetimes.

Wait. Wait.

Okay. Go for it.

Whenever you're ready.

Just reach back

and take a swing.

What's wrong?

- You all right, Sara?

- Yeah.

- Got your frame?

- Yep.

Okie dokie.

Okay.

So, this is a much better idea.

I should have thought of this

in the first place.

This is essentially going to turn

this into a passive endeavor.

What I' going to do,

I'm gonna jump off the ledge,

and unless you come and save me,

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