House Hunting Page #4

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I'm gonna go warm up.

I'll keep you warm.

I want to go back to the house.

You're not even

giving it a chance!

I'm going back to the house.

MAN:
Well, if you guys

want to go...

EMMY:
Do you hear that?

JASON:
What?

All I wanted was a kiss!

One kiss!

But you had to be such a prude!

You never know what other people

are capable of.

But, then again,

you never quite know

what you're capable of, either.

Hey.

The more you struggle,

the longer this will take.

[screams]

[groans]

What the f*** are you

waiting for? Go get some help!

Oh, my God.

Jason, what the...

What the hell happened?

That f***ing mute b*tch

hit me with a log!

Why did she hit you?

I don't know, ow!

It caught you good, man.

What were you doing out here?

I was following the girl!

The mute girl?

No! The girl! Emmy!

What was she doing out here?

Trying to leave, I think.

She was trying to leave?

Maybe, f***, who cares?

Get this out of me!

All right, all right, all right.

[footsteps]

Don.

Yeah?

Why don't you let Susan

take a look at him?

Should I let her

take a look at him, Chuck?

So she can

"take care of him," huh?

We're just trying to help.

Like you helped Leslie?

What are you talking about?

You're just gonna

pick us off, one by one,

until you can leave,

that the plan?

Of course not.

It's you or us.

Isn't that right?

So you're with them, too, huh?

She only hit him because

he tried to rape me.

JASON:
That's bullshit!

-Alright, don't.

-Ow!

I'm gonna get you

off that thing.

You can't just pull it out, Don,

he could bleed to death.

Shut up.

Look at me in the eye.

I'm gonna count to three.

Give me your hands.

One...

Two...

[screams]

Put some wood on the fire.

OK, look at his wound.

Let's just take it easy

with the orders, Don, OK?

Or what, Chuck? Huh?

SUSAN:
There's some gauze

and alcohol upstairs.

Someone get it, please.

I'll get it.

DON:
You can see it, right?

What does it look like?

It didn't hit any major organs.

It needs to be stitched,

and he should be

given antibiotics.

So where do we find those, huh?

I know that.

I'm just saying, OK?

But he's gonna be OK?

It depends on

how much blood he's lost,

and if it gets infected.

I'm right f***ing here!

If he dies, you die.

This is gonna hurt.

[screams]

House meeting in the den.

Now.

Come on, baby.

As we can all agree,

I think this situation

has really...

...gone off the rails.

I'm not the bad guy.

I just want to get out of here

in one piece, that's all.

So what can we do

to make that happen?

Emmy, what were you doing

out in the woods?

First I want to know

why your son

attacked my daughter.

Look, Charlie,

whatever happened, it's done.

I think we'll all agree

that we need to figure out

a way to get out of here.

Don't you say a word.

Fine, Chuck.

Jason, why did you attack

his daughter?

And don't lie to me.

She was walking backwards.

She kept falling.

She fell and I caught her.

She pushed me off,

and then that girl hit me

with a f***ing log.

You were walking backwards?

Yeah.

And I must have made it

to the road,

because two cars were stopped,

and I heard people talking.

-You heard people talking?

-No one was talking.

Yes, there were, and after you

attacked me, they were gone.

-I didn't attack you!

-Enough!

OK.

Nobody goes back

into those woods except me.

Oh, you're keeping us

hostage here now?

We're all being kept hostage.

What about him?

If this thing only wants

one of our families,

then understand this,

it won't be us.

[radio playing music]

[music stops]

Mom!

If you help me up, I can go.

I hate leaving you with them.

I don't trust 'em.

That should last.

What if something happens to you

when you're out there?

What then?

Nice try, Chuck.

Your son's wounds

need to be cleaned.

I know that he needs help,

but I'm not going to have

you running around

after what you did to him.

Jason.

I will be back for you.

CHARLIE:
Take it easy.

Everybody, just take it easy,

we're gonna get out of this.

[panting]

You know I'm getting

out of here, right?

What makes you so sure any of us

are getting out of here, huh?

Well, I don't know if

we're getting out of here,

but I know you're not.

It's a shame to leave a sweet

piece of ass like you here.

SUSAN:
You know why

you're shivering?

Because your body's

lost so much blood

it can't keep itself warm,

a**hole.

Shut up, b*tch!

You're in mild shock

by now, too.

I said shut up!

What did you see

out there, Jason?

I saw you in the field.

You said she deserved to die.

Who deserved to die?

Shut up!

What's happening?

He's having a seizure.

[phone rings]

[ring]

We have to get that!

Oh, you guys,

we have to get it!

CHARLIE:
Give me your hand.

SUSAN:
Untie me.

[phone continues to ring]

Hurry.

[ring]

[ring]

[ring]

Hello?

Only one lucky family will

call this house their home.

F*** you!

[Jason sobbing]

DON:
Jason, Jason!

Jason!

There's nothing here,

there's nothing here.

Are you all right? Huh?

B*tch was on me.

Who was on you?

I don't know who she was.

Have you seen her before?

Have you?

Yes.

Where?

When I hit that deer

a couple of months ago.

Yeah?

It wasn't a deer.

You hit a person?

Yes!

Some woman was jogging at night.

It was like four miles

from here.

F***! She was running at night!

What did you do?

I left.

What happened in the woods?

She f***ing hit me with a log!

With Emmy.

Did you attack her?

Jesus, Dad,

don't buy into their sh*t!

Shut up.

You made it...

...to the road.

Let's get out of here.

No!

JASON:
No!

Dad!

EMMY:
Dad, the gun!

Give me the f***ing gun!

Give it to me!

Give it to me!

[screaming]

Don.

Don, how did you do it?

How did you get to the road?

Don, how did you

get to the road?

He was going to kill us!

No, he wasn't.

What do you mean?

Don't leave.

Don't do this!

Charlie, don't do this!

...6485.

Feel free to take

a look around.

[recorded messages overlapping]

Feel free to take

a look around.

[music playing]

Do you think

there are only five?

What now?

I don't know.

Without food...

I want to go home.

BOY:
You are at home.

This was their house.

Hey.

Is that the woman?

[spits]

Go to hell.

Emmy thinks her mom left me,

that she met somebody else.

Just tell her.

She'd never forgive me,

and she'd hate you even more.

Charlie, got to hell.

You made your decision, I'm not

gonna live with your guilt!

Why don't you tell her?

Tell her.

Shut up.

You brought it up.

You want...

Susan to look at your wound?

Do you want Susan

to look at your wound?

Don't touch him.

Don't you dare touch him.

No, stop.

I'd rather starve to death than

eat any more of that stuff.

I want you to take this,

hide it in your jacket,

and don't go anywhere

without it.

Why?

I'm going to try

to get to the road.

It's not safe.

Either I get to the road

or we all die here.

It's as simple as that.

But what if you don't come back?

I'll make it back.

I promise.

You going out there?

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