Do You Like My Basement Page #5

I will figure out a

way out of here!

Dios mio, sacame de aqu.

Por favor, Dios mio!

F***, ahh!

Ahh!

You hang in there, pal.

You hang in there.

F***!

Look what he did

to my f***ing leg!

I sorry interrupt.

I need paint

for bathroom ceiling.

You know where it is?

Yes, it's downstairs,

the eggshell white.

I'll get it.

You can stay here,

I'll bring it to you.

He is okay?

Yes!

So, let's continue?

F*** you.

F*** me?

No, f*** you, pal.

F*** you!

Listen man, you need

to help me, please.

This guy is f***ing crazy, man.

Look at my leg, he put a

f***ing hole in my leg.

Listen to me.

There's no movie, he's

gonna f***ing kill you.

He's gonna f***ing kill you.

Por favor.

Maybe, but I ain't going

down without a fight.

I need that money, man,

and I'm willing to do whatever

it takes, anything to get it.

No money.

Hello, Wadjka?

Otto?

Guess what!

They are filming down in

the basement on job I am in.

What... Who?

Anyone famous?

No, some English guy, look

like Hugh Grant.

It's a low-budget,

you know, like Corman.

But you know, maybe they put

me in the movie, huh?

Don't be ridiculous.

You act like a prize ham

in the Brezno fair.

Look,

you need to f***ing help me, please!

What's that?

Wadjka, I'll call you

right back.

F***!

Don't be stupid man!

Look at me!

- Please!

- Help comes in the morning.

Right now, you just

have to wait.

We have to stick together!

F*** together, man!

That f***er drilled a

f***ing hole in my...

F*** you, hijo de puta!

F*** you!

And f*** you!

Jesus, Otto, look,

we are trying to make a film

and I have a deadline.

Can you please go back to work

and let me

finish what I started?

Everybody is okay?

I am sorry, very sorry.

It sound like someone

is dying down there.

Then I'm doing

a good job, aren't I?

F***!

Yes, yes.

Very good job!

Are we doing the scene again?

Nope, we're moving on.

I just need to grab some props.

All this going on, I can't

get nothing done.

Hello, Wadjka?

Otto, what was that noise?

I got frightened.

Oh, it was nothing.

It was the actors

downstairs filming.

It's okay.

You are an amazing actor,

you know that?

I mean, I wish...

I hope one day I can reach

your level of performance.

Really, it was fierce.

Like, just so

incredibly fierce.

Ahh!

Stanley?

Stanley?

No, no, no no!

Otto.

Wait a minute, something is not right.

Otto, don't go down there!

Mister Stanley?

Hello?

Hello?

Hey?

Chad!

Come on, Chad, come back.

Chad!

Chad, come back.

Please, man.

Come back... Chad.

Chad, come here!

Ahh!

We're going home.

Chad, Chad!

Chad... Aghh!

Chad, Chad...

I just want to say...

thank you

to all those people who helped

make this film possible.

First and foremost my parents.

And I could never, ever

have done this without you.

My drama teacher, Mr. Pitt,

Auntie Helen

and Uncle Ben, you...

I really do love you

both so much.

You are both stars!

And to all you

filmmakers of horror

with big breasted amateurs,

you are the people

who made me realize

this was possible.

Look at the realism

I have captured!

I know what real fear is,

and it's been

a long time coming.

There were times,

times I thought

I would never

be able to continue.

But to all you budding young

filmmakers out there...

When darkness is

rising all around,

and there seems to be

any choice left

but to pack it in,

give it up and get

a proper job...

"When you are

going through hell...

keep going."

That's what I have done,

my friends.

That is what I have done,

and only by going through hell

have I produced such...

a masterpiece.

Thank you all.

Thank you all so very much.

9-1-1 operator,

what is your emergency?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Police department,

is anybody down here?

Let's check it out.

Damn, it smells bad here.

Sean, we got

live ones down here.

Check the back!

Holy sh*t!

Holy f***ing sh*t!

Check the back!

I checked the f***ing back, okay, I can't

see sh*t. Did you check the f***ing back?

Yeah, I checked

the f***ing back.

Don't move, just

don't move, okay?

This is f***ed up,

John, this is real f***ed up!

Shut the f*** up and stop

acting like a f***ing rookie!

You said you can't see sh*t,

how do you know it's clear?

Let's call for back up!

Just everyone just shut the f*** up, okay?

Just shut the f*** up

and let me think, okay?

Let me think, let me

f***ing think!

What the f*** is this sh*t?

Sh*t!

Oh my... Oh, God!

Oh my f***ing God.

Oh, God.

Oh, my f***ing God.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

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