Dead Shack Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 2017
- 85 min
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afford a place that is not
in the middle of nowhere
or potentially dangerous?
Hey, you picked him.
He's my dad so I have
to like him.
You guys are bonding.
That makes me feel
all warm inside.
Don't settle, Lisa.
It's nice being out of the city,
eh, Summer?
Touching nature.
Being able to be in touch
with nature.
Yeah, Jay.
You can touch nature
all you want, there, buddy.
No, I just meant...
it's nice to spend time
and uh...
can I grab your bag for you?
Knock yourself out,
boy scout.
( groans )
a murder cabin.
Jay, you should keep
my sister close
so she can protect you.
( weak laugh )
You know, it doesn't say
it in the instructions
but I mean there's gotta be
a hidden key
around here somewhere,
right?
High-tech security.
Safe.
Shotgun the best room!
You can't shotgun what you
can't see, dumb-ass.
Nyuuuh.
Ok, watch the booze, Rog.
I am not spending a week
in here sober.
( snorts )
Women. Am I right, big guy?
( chuckles )
Let me help you
with that.
Oh.
This is nice.
Dad, this place sucks.
What're you talking about?
It's cozy in here.
Where's Lisa?
Oh, Lisa's gone.
What do you mean,
she's gone?
She get a ca- oh,
you're joking.
Ha.
Funny.
Just up there, Jason.
Thanks for dropping
my bags off.
Oh, yeah, no, that was...
that was no problem,
Summer.
I was just uh... just happy
I could help.
You know, I've seen the way
you look at me.
You're like 14 or something?
Adorable.
But weird.
Adorable is good, right?
Nah.
You blew it, man.
Oh, I shotgun this bed,
by the way.
If you forgot the white
tequila, Roger,
I swear to God...
Come on,
I'd never forget the white gold.
Oh, dad, sweet racism.
What?
Was I racist?
( laughs )
( yawns )
I'm gonna explore.
You two coming?
Hmm, spend more time
with my lame sister?
Yeah, sure, we'll go.
Ok.
Dad, Lisa, we're leaving!
Ok, later.
Babe, pay attention to me!
Wow, you must be a really
good pitcher, Summer.
I play first base.
So, uh... your parents like
to party, huh?
Lisa's not my mom.
But yeah, they do.
Yours?
Um... yeah, no, they party
all the time.
They're, like, super trashy.
Ok, dude, don't try to hit
I wasn't hitting on your
sister, man.
She's not even really
my type.
Really? Why is that?
Well, uh... you walk weird,
and um...
uh, your hair is too messy
and, uh, you can be mean
sometimes and, uh...
well, your family is-
Messed up?
That's not what I meant-
To say?
Look, I'm messing with you,
Jason.
man.
My family's messed up, too,
you know.
( laughs )
Strike two, playa.
Yooooo!
Check it out!
Woah.
Maybe a deer died here
or something.
Yeah, it's pretty sweet.
This would be good for
LARP Camp next week.
Uh, yeah, about that live action
role play thing next week...
well, I mean, it's really more
of a seminar.
But, uh, I don't even know
if I can go or whatever.
Oh, 'cause you wanna go
on a date with my sister?
Dude.
No way, man.
I mean, she could come
to LARP camp too,
but I mean, she would
Whatever, man.
Woah.
Ever.
Well, I mean, she's-
she's not that ugly.
Dude.
Gross.
Hey! Dungeons and D*ldos,
let's keep moving!
We were just, you know-
Dude. Who cares?
Whatever you're showing us
better be better
than playing
with bones in the woods.
Ok, Summer?
F***.
Oh, ok.
A shitty old house with a bunch
of shitty old cars.
F*** off, Colin.
Sweet.
Oh, uh, guys?
I think this is
private property.
Yeah, be more of a wuss,
Jason.
Girls love that stuff.
Shotgun!
Ugh!
( sniffs )
Ugh!
It friggin' stinks in here!
Hey.
Summer!
I don't- I really don't think
we should be here.
or something?
Um... yeah.
Aren't you?
No.
Well, good. I feel
safer already.
Yo, what is all this sh*t?
Hey guys, come here!
Oh, Colin, get outta there.
Ugh.
Oh, gross.
I'm gonna barf!
Oh, god.
It smells like your room.
Come on, let's bounce.
F*** you.
Yeah, no, that's
a great idea.
Yeah.
Yo, wait!
There's mad bling up
in this barrel!
worth something.
Hey, f*** you!
That's mine!
You're such a p*ssy, Colin.
Hey, shut up. That's sexist.
You're such a... you're such
a penis, Summer.
Guys.
Guys, we should get the heck
outta here.
There's, like... melted watches
and cell phones
and crap in here, too.
Oh, sh*t.
See that?
( vehicle approaches )
Let's go.
We're gonna get arrested!
Arrested?
We're gonna get freakin'
murdered!
( whispers ) Ok, go.
Come on, go, go, go, go.
We are gonna get so turn't.
What's with all the cars?
What are you, like, a
mechanic or something?
That'd be kinda hot.
Thanks- thanks for driving,
lady, 'cause uh...
we're so wasted.
( laughing )
Ok, can we go?!
Nah, dude.
This place's gonna have
a threesome.
Colin, you don't even know
what that means.
It's 2017, Summer.
Everybody knows
what everything means.
You're gonna get us shot!
( inside ) So, like... where
are we gonna do this thing?
'Cause full offense, lady,
this house is creepy.
What's with all
the unicorn stuff?
I know we may not look it
but we're real artists
in the bedroom.
You don't-
you guys think dad has
ever had a threesome?
God, shut up, Colin.
Ooh, hello sexy.
To good times and
awesome strangers.
Woo!
Oh baby take my hand,
and close,
close your eyes...
You don't, uh, dance, lady?
( laughs )
Shut up, Colin!
Shut up, Summer!
F*** you!
Frig off, Summer!
I know what
I want you to,
to do for me,
It's go time.
( chuckles )
I know what
I want you to,
( thud )
That's messed up, bro.
( laughs )
Come on, come on,
Come on, come on,
Guys, can we go do,
like, literally anything else?
No.
Uh...
the f***...?
Whaaat?
I'm hearing,
your chest is beating,
Oh baby, take my hand,
and close,
close your eyes...
Guys.
Guys, I think she drugged them.
No, no.
I mean... maybe they're
just really drunk.
I mean, dad passes out
all the time, right?
Wha- where are you going?
Summer!
Summer! Summer!
F***!
Guys.
Shhh!
Guys.
( inside ) Oh, f***!
Hey, kids, I got something
for ya.
Clinton, Alicia,
time for breakfast.
Can we please go?
( door opens )
Alicia!
It's time for breakfast.
Can we go?
Shut up.
What the hell?!
What the hell?!
What the hell?!
What the hell?!
I wanna see.
No, Colin, let's go!
Come on, let's go.
Please.
No, you saw it.
You wanted to save
these bros.
Colin!
( gasping )
Come on! Let's go!
Now!
Summer!
Summer!
Colin!
Summer!
Colin!
What did you see?!
What did you see?!
Blood! Eating!
She killed them!
F***.
What the hell'd
you do that for?!
What do you mean?
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