Final Girl Page #3
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- 2015
- 90 min
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The worst thing
you've ever done.
First time I went hunting.
- What were you after?
- Rabbits.
I was 10 when my Dad
gave me my first .22 .
It was a big deal.
Our first hunt together.
I was already a pretty good shot,
so when I saw the rabbit, I nailed it.
But I hadn't quite
finished the job.
I hit it in
it's hindquarters,
so it was limping
and it kept going.
So, my Dad
pulls out his buck knife,
tells me to go
finish the job.
I must have followed that thing
a quarter mile before I found it.
He looked up at me,
and I made the stupid mistake
of looking back in his eyes.
I couldn't do it.
Put my Dad's knife
back in my pocket,
I went and left him there.
Told my Dad I lost the rabbit in the
woods and I wanted to go home.
What did he say?
Never come home empty-handed.
I don't know.
- That's the worst thing you've ever done?
- Yeah. I am with Veronica on that one.
The rabbit either died of starvation,
or some
nasty infection,
or was eaten by a wolf.
Because I wasn't man enough
to finish what I started.
That creature suffered needlessly.
Just because you kill something
doesn't mean it has to suffer.
Your turn.
Truth.
I once had the chance
to save someone's life,
and I didn't.
Details.
Then drink.
- So?
- I'm not drinking out the truth.
Then read your dare.
Kill something.
That's easy.
Oh.
Do you really have to?
A dare is a dare.
Oh.
Yummy.
That guy! That guy, man.
This guy right here!
God damn.
Did you see that?
Delicious.
Oh.
Are you religious, Veronica?
No.
I asked a lot of
people that question.
Some say,
"Yes, very."
Others, like you, say
"No."
Of the people in your group,
when death is coming,
and their final
moments of life were
evaporating,
every last one of them
will ask God to help.
Then I'll probably disappoint you.
Have you ever heard of...
Pisaruk,
Veronica?
No.
He's a-He's a 16th century
political satirist.
And he said
that you could never
truly experience pleasure
Could you please.
Hit me.
- Ha!
- Come on, baby!
You got to do a little
better than that!
Blackjack.
Woo!
Heh!
So. When do the
other girls get here?
I've already told you.
Is something wrong?
No. I just don't like
to be outnumbered.
Oh, don't worry. You will be in
good company soon enough, honey.
We're having fun, aren't we?
Yeah.
Kiss someone.
Don't look at me .
Please. I'm not
that type of a girl.
Rules are rules.
Your turn.
(Get Tied)
Truth or dare?
It's the second time
I drew this.
Well. In that case,
you have to do the dare.
- Nelson, your belt.
- Why does it have to be my?
Oh, I've had Manhattan
and I've had Old Fashioneds
but these are some strong
libations you brought, Veronica.
Nothing but the best.
So many choices.
Truth.
Again?
You're so honest.
I bet I can get
you to drink.
Try me.
What happened to Gwen Thomas?
I don't know the girl.
Did you?
Not in the least.
I was so sad when
she went missing.
Didn't she go to your school?
Your turn.
- Don't you have to drink?
- I spoke the truth.
I've no idea
what happened to her.
Your turn.
I just went.
I'm out.
- Me too.
- Me too.
Oh.
A little help?
(Die)
- I'd like to go home.
- No.
- Can you just take me home?
- No, we just got here.
I don't care.
Why.
Is this game not fun?
Okay, we'll play a new one.
I know what you're thinking.
Women don't run very well
after a sexual assault.
And I want you to run, Veronica.
You have 5 minutes.
And then what?
We...
hunt you down.
Help!
Help me! Help me!
Aww!
Oh no!
Please god, save me!
Aww!
- Danny, stop!
- Please, help!
Can anyone save me.
We're in the woods.
Nobody can hear you.
Scream all you want.
Please.
Please, this isn't funny.
Oh.
It will be.
When you're begging
for your life.
- Ha-ha-ha.
- Eh ha ha...
Alright, boys.
Shut your eyes until I say so.
Now, Veronica.
What's 360 degrees divided by 4?
- 90.
- 90.
Unless I know which
direction you go,
which means each of us will have
90 degrees of ground to cover.
The further you go,
the more land we have to track.
Personally, I like your chances.
But, you have to keep running.
5 minutes.
Ha-ha-ha...
Run, rabbit.
Run!
Ha-ha-ha...
We give her what?
4 more minutes?
Aww!
Woo.
Someone's a little handsy.
If he's not waiting, I'm not.
Don't forget the booze.
Let the games begin.
There is no one person
more powerful than the other.
Only the one with the
most will is the strongest.
Come on, you Babylonian whore!
You Babylonian whore!
AWWW!
Any luck?
I'm going this way.
Mom?
Mom?
Mom!
Nelson.
Mom?
Come on.
Come on, you cowards.
I knew this day would come.
I knew you would all
turn on me.
You think you are so smart.
Well, I'm smarter.
Come on!
Come on, you cowards!
Come on!
I'll f***ing kill you!
Come on!
Show yourself!
Where are you?
This is it?
This is all you got?
Come on!
No.
Please.
Don't.
That's a really big rock.
Nelson?
Veronica!
Veronica!
You are an interesting girl.
Jameson?
What is this?
Nothing.
Just a silly joke
Nelson and Danny play.
What are you doing here?
Looking for Shane.
Have you seen him?
- He's hunting.
- In a tuxedo?
It's important to look you best.
What do you guys
do out here?
How do I look?
- Good. You look good.
- Just good?
Come on.
You used to be better than that.
Jameson, you look great,
but I'm not- I'm not gonna...
But what?
You feel differently.
No?
Yes.
- Do you?
- Yes.
I've moved on.
And now you're
happy with Shane?
He's a good guy.
But is he a good
boyfriend?
I wouldn't make that mistake.
You had your shot.
- We were kids.
- We still are.
That was years ago.
I have evolved.
So have I.
In another direction.
Jenny.
You're forgetting something very
important that I used to tell you.
What?
We're all just animals.
And we don't change.
Jen.
Shane.
How could you do this?
She's compromised.
- I'm so sorry, I just lost ...
- Shut your mouth!
And you!
I grandfather you in.
I was her first.
- You slept with him?
- It was so long ago
I didn't even know
what we were doing.
I beg to differ.
Shane, stop!
- That make you feel better, buddy?
- No!
Okay. I know I can't
control what you two did
before we started dating.
But why now?
- To expose the truth.
- What truth?
The one you've been running from.
Shane.
People like us cannot love.
You've been fooling the world for so long,
you're starting to believe it.
I do love her.
No, you can't.
What does he mean
people like you?
Nothing.
Don't listen to a word
this a**hole has to say.
- She should know, Shane.
- Know what?
What we do here.
- Go home. We'll talk in the morning.
- I want to know!
It's time, Shane.
What do you do out here?
- We get drunk and tell stories.
- And then?
Hunt girls like...
you.
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