I Spit on Your Grave 2 Page #3

Then we go to Embassy.

But first,

we get you out of here.

Hello. My name is Ana Patov.

I have a young woman.

She needs help.

Yes, she's American.

Her name is Katie Carter.

May I bring her to you?

Yes, okay.

Okay.

- Thank you.

- ( PHONE BEEPS )

I must warn you,

you don't just go on plane.

They make report,

ask questions,

make sure who you are.

It takes time.

I can give you clothes and money.

Money is what you need most.

My house is near Embassy.

Very close.

We can stop for clothes,

bandages.

Just a few minutes.

Yes, please.

Good.

Please.

It's okay.

Here.

Come.

This way.

Come.

I keep extra clothes downstairs.

Storage.

Something will fit you.

Please, down here.

( PANTING )

Welcome back.

You tried to hurt my family.

( SCREAMS )

No! No!

(CRYING )

You almost got away, yes?

Almost.

No!

No more running for you.

( SCREAMING )

You think this hurts?

You just wait.

Just wait.

( FAINT SCREAMING, CRYING )

( OPERA MUSIC PLAYING )

KATIE:

Please, don't hurt me.

Hold still.

- ( ELECTRICITY BUZZING )

- ( SCREAMING )

You want to move, yes?

Come, I make you...

( ELECTRICITY BUZZING )

Pain is good, yes?

You like this, yes?

Open or I shock your face.

( ELECTRICITY BUZZING )

Pain wakes the body.

Makes everything feel better.

You understand my English?

Now you move.

Move or I shock you.

KATIE:
No!

( ELECTRICITY BUZZING )

( KATIE SCREAMING )

( GROANS )

I'm done.

You all right, bro?

- ( FOOTSTEPS )

' ( DOOR OPENS )

( DOOR CLOSES )

( SIGHS )

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Don't worry.

I wouldn't f*** you

with Nicky's dick right now.

You're disgusting.

You should see yourself, Katie.

You're not so pretty.

You're not so proud.

You want to touch me?

( LAUGHS )

Good. Good.

I will touch you, too.

It's deep enough.

You could put a truck down here.

Shut up.

Keep digging.

( PICKAXE THUDDING )

( PICKAXE CLINKING )

NICKY:

I've hit rock.

Solid rock.

I can't dig anymore, man.

GEORGY:

It's deep enough.

IVAN:

Let's get her in.

Katie.

The box is ready for you now.

You remember it, yes?

(GROANING )

( CHUCKLES )

You're a sick f***.

No, Georgy is a sick f***.

I'm not.

He's a crazy, sick f***.

Nicolai is just sick.

Me?

I'm just f***.

And you think that if you take

your clothes off for me...

in New York...

none of this would happen.

Maybe, yes?

Go.

( SCREAMING )

Here you go, bro.

A present.

Let's go.

(GROANING )

There.

GEORGY:
Wait.

Goodbye, Miss Katie.

If you want,

we put you in the box, too.

- You can be together.

- F*** off.

Hold on. Hold on.

( RUMBLING, DIRT THUDDING )

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Please, God,

don't do this to me.

(WHIMPERING )

(COUGHS)

Now, put it.

Help me.

Please.

God, help me.

Don't let me die, please.

Not down here.

Not like this.

Not down here

and not like this.

Not down here and

not like this.

Not down here

and not like this.

Not down here

and not like this!

- ( BANGING )

- ( SCREAMING )

( BOX CRASHES )

( WATER DRIPPING )

GEORGY:
Mama.

So maybe we go out tonight, huh?

Celebrate.

Come on, Ivan.

It's finish. We have some fun

before we go back, huh?

We're never going back.

- What?

- We can't go back, ever.

Is too risky.

Thank Georgy.

Need to lie low.

Split up.

Go stay one of your b*tches, huh?

Why?

She talked to the police.

Is all of your brain gone, Nicolai?

Where is he, anyway?

Crying over girlfriend?

I'll make him cry.

F***ing a**hole.

( WATER DRIPPING )

( MOANING )

(CRYING )

(WHIMPERING )

( SCREAMING, CRYING )

KATIE:
Hello?

Hello?

(CRYING )

(SNORING)

Help!

Can anyone hear me?

(GROANING )

( WATER DRIPPING )

(WHIMPERING )

( WINGS FLAPPING )

( DISTANT CHOIR SINGING )

( METAL CLANKS )

( CERAMIC SHATTERS )

( CHATTER)

Stay away from me.

Oh, are you American?

Don't come near me.

You have no need to fear me.

You're English is good.

Oh, I study philosophy in London.

Your English is better.

( CHUCKLES )

A young American girl

scurrying around

underneath of here...

why?

This I would like to hear.

Please, come and sit. Eat.

No, thank you.

Don't be foolish.

I want to help you.

I don't need help.

Okay.

Take the clothes,

take the shoes, and the food.

You do not need to steal.

( DOOR SHUTS )

( WINGS FLAPPING )

( PIGEON COOING )

( HORNS HONKING )

( HORNS HONKING )

( WIND WHISTLING )

FATHER DIMOV:

Little mouse.

I'm pleased to find you here.

No closer.

Someone did very bad things to you,

I know.

I can call the police.

Don't.

You can't run from this forever.

I'm not running.

( WATER DRIPPING )

- ( BRAKES SCREECH )

- ( HORNS HONKING )

( SPEAKING BULGARIAN )

( DANCE MUSIC PLAYING )

( BELL TOLLING )

( DOORBELL JINGLES )

Merci, merci.

Hello?

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

( KATIE SCREAMING )

KIRIL:
Father, tell me,

what could not wait?

There is a woman.

A vagrant.

I think she needs help.

She's American.

- American?

- Mm.

I believe she has come into

the worst kind of abuse.

- Like what?

- I don't even want to imagine.

I gave her some food,

some clothes, and...

What can I do?

I'm worried.

I'm afraid she's about

to do something terrible.

- Terrible?

- Yes.

This is the Bible I gave to her.

She left it open.

"Vengeance is mine;

I will repay, saith the Lord."

This American,

what does she look like?

In her early 20s.

About this high.

She weighs about as much

as a leaf dripping wet.

She has long brown hair and...

she's beautiful.

Father, what do you think

this woman is capable of?

I've been asking myself

the same question.

Please, Katie, release me.

Please.

It's okay.

It's okay, Georgy.

I'm going to take

good care of you.

( GASPS )

No. No.

You like me now, yes?

Yes.

- This feels good, yes?

- ( YELLING )

Shh.

I could castrate you.

No, no, please.

( FLESH SQUELCHING )

Or I could slit your throat.

But you are a sick

and diseased bag of flesh

and that is how you deserve to die.

Rotting like you left me.

( FLESH SQUELCHING )

If I were you,

I'd get some antibiotics.

Wouldn't want infection to set in,

would we?

Why are you doing this?

Please, don't do this.

Please, Katie.

No, no.

No, please.

I'm making you look pretty.

Real...

pretty.

( GROANING )

No, please.

Katie! Katie!

( PHONE RINGING )

( WOMAN SPEAKING BULGARIAN )

American Embassy, please.

Thank you.

( DANCE MUSIC PLAYING )

( PANTING )

- ( GAGGING )

- ( DOOR SHUTS, LOCKS )

Still in the K-hole, darling?

You don't even know

what's happening, do you?

We killed you.

Yeah.

See, this is all a dream!

One... bad...

f***ing...

- dream!

- ( WATER BUBBLING )

Are you thirsty?

Take a big drink.

Second course.

No, no!

Put it in your mouth and swallow.

You know how to swallow,

don't you, darling?!

Don't you?!

( KNOCKING ON DOOR)

( BANGING ON DOOR)

( SCREAMING )

( MOANING )

F***ing whore.

Katie, you f***ing whore.

Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help!

No one can hear you down here.

Scream all you want.

It ain't gonna work.

Trust me, I tried.

You like me now, don't you?

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