I Spit on Your Grave

( wind blowing )

( horns honking )

- Thank you.

- Take care.

Have a nice trip.

( horns honking )

Hi.

High-test, please.

- Fill it?

- Yeah.

How far is Parkhill Lane

from here?

It's about a half-mile

down the road.

Man:

You got it? All right.

Aw, you missed.

Playing it safe, huh?

Are you ready for this one?

Man:
Aw, missed.

You're not gonna tell me you got that.

- Man #2:
It's good. Go ahead.

- Oh, man.

Man #2:
You don't even know

how to play the game.

Man:
There it is.

I have to show you everything.

Woman:

Feels good to stretch my legs.

I've been driving

for three straight hours.

You came to a nice place.

I've rented a summer house here

right by the edge of the river.

Never even

seen it before.

- Bet you're gonna like it here.

- I intend to.

In fact, I bet you're gonna like it

so well you stay year round.

Oh no.

Just for the summer.

Yeah?

Man:
You're gonna be

owing me your life's savings?

I'll tell you what,

I'll let you go first this time.

- ( grunts )

- I got the game.

That'll be $5.20.

Man:

Come on, let's play another game.

- All right?

- AII right.

- Start all over.

- No pushing. Fair game, okay?

- Okay, five and 20.

- Thanks.

( engine starts )

- Have a nice summer.

- I will. You too.

Okay.

( birds chirping )

( bicycle bell ringing )

( knocking on door )

( knocking continues )

Your order, ma'am.

Hi. I thought you'd never

find the place.

I've been here before.

- Oh yeah?

- Yep.

I delivered to the tenant

here Iast summer.

I know this whole area

like them squirrels here.

How much do I owe you?

$1 1.25.

Where I come from,

people aren't that enthusiastic

about their place.

Where's that?

New York City?

Mm-hmm.

- You come from an evil place.

- You don't say.

Here's a tip

from an evil New Yorker.

I never got a tip

like that before.

- What's your name?

- Matthew Lucas.

- What's yours?

- Jennifer.

You can call me Jenny.

Hi, Jenny.

Do you live here alone?

All alone

with Mary Selby.

Mary?

Mary-- is she in there?

Mary's right here.

She's a fictional name.

She's the Ieading character

in a story I'm going to write here.

- Oh, are you a writer?

- Mm-hmm.

And you're gonna write

a book here?

My first novel.

I've written

many short stories.

You must be famous.

What's your last name?

Hills. It's okay

if you've never heard of me.

All my stories were published

in women's magazines.

I don't read 'em.

- Here.

- Thanks.

You got a boyfriend?

I have many boyfriends.

- Could I be your friend?

- Sure.

Any time you need me,

you just call me

and I'll be here super fast.

( laughs )

( clacking )

- Bye.

- Bye, Matthew.

( bicycle bell ringing )

Watch out!

- Hey, look who's coming.

- ( chuckles )

( bicycle bell ringing )

Hey, guys.

There's a new chick on the Housatonic.

Yeah, she stopped here

this morning.

I saw her tits.

I really did.

- Sh*t.

- Yeah?

Do you guys wanna go

to the movies?

I've seen what's playing twice.

- Bowling?

- Yeah, boring.

Do you have anything

better to offer?

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

What do you wanna do

Saturday night?

Sh*t, what is it?

Goddamn different.

Want to get some beer?

I've probably got $3.

( chatter fades )

- ( insects buzzing )

- ( playing notes )

Whoo! I got another one.

I got another one.

Shut up, will you?

You're gonna scare 'em away.

- You're gonna scare 'em away.

- Bring the pail, Matthew.

Where the f*** is Matthew?

He's taking a sh*t.

You feeling good,

Matthew baby?

- Yeah.

- Almost like a f***ing sensation, eh?

He can't tell the difference.

Stop it.

I can't finish like that.

You know,

sometimes I look at these

gorgeous-looking chicks,

I mean, the ones that look

like real knockouts--

sexy and all--

and I wonder--

I wonder if they

gotta take a sh*t too.

Hey, all women sh*t.

Women are full of sh*t.

Matthew:

Not my mother.

- My sister is.

- Oh man, cut out the sh*t talk.

I got another one.

I got another one. Yo!

Stanley, can I have one fish?

God damn it, Matthew,

can't you just sh*t quietly?

Don't yell at me, Stanley.

I don't like when people yell

at me for no reason at all.

Scoop some and stuff it

in your mouth.

Matthew:

You're very rude, Stanley.

( mocking )

"You're very rude, Stanley."

Sounds like a f***ing virgin.

He is.

Yeah, but he's not

gonna stay one for long.

We're gonna fix him up

with a broad.

Hey, Matthew,

what do you say?

You're interrupting

my concentration.

A broad, Matthew, a broad.

- Broads don't turn him on.

- Matthew:
Yes, they do.

But not all broads.

Only the special ones.

What's a special broad,

Matthew?

Miss Hills.

Miss Hills is special.

Who in the f*** is he talking--

Miss Hills?

He means that broad

from New York.

Aw, he got a peek at her tits

and already she's special.

Matthew:
She's special.

She also gave me a dollar for a tip.

New York broads

are all loaded, Matthew.

Yeah, they f*** around a lot.

One day I'm gonna go to New York

and f*** all the broads there.

I'm gonna do the same

in California.

Why California?

Sunset Strip is just swarming

with chicks looking

to get Iaid.

He wants to go to Hollywood

and become another movie star.

Another Robert Redford.

There's only one Robert Redford.

Did I say I wanna be

Robert Redford?

Hey, Greenwich Village is where

you want to go, man.

I mean, chicks come

from all over the country

and they go to the Village

for one reason.

And that's to get laid.

( birds chirping )

Jennifer's voice:

"Chapter 8-- page one.

Finally,

after weeks of self-doubt

and much deliberation,

she embarked

on a temporary

Ieave of absence

from everything...

that...

that..."

- ( boat motor humming )

- "...formed

the fabric

of her life--

the big city...

her job, her friends--"

( man whistles )

Whoo!

Hello there!

- Hey!

- Hey, hello!

Hiya there.

"Her hectic

daily schedule,

restless days

and sleepless nights..."

( boat approaching )

( typing )

( man whistling )

( whistles )

( man shouting )

( man shouts )

( whistles )

( crickets chirping )

( floor creaking )

( whooping )

Go left! Go left!

( whooping continues )

( Jennifer grunts )

What are you guys doing?

Hold it, Stanley.

( whooping )

Look what we got here.

Jennifer:

Stop it, you jerk!

You maniacs!

Bastards!

Jennifer:

Bastards!

Stop it!

- ( whooping )

- Stop it!

Bastards!

Look at her!

Whoo! Come on!

( Jennifer gasping )

Andy, watch your head.

- Whoo! Look at this ass.

- Come on, baby.

Come this way.

Whoa!

She's a wild one.

Over here, come here.

Ooh, I'm in love.

Aw, pretty lady,

let me help you up.

( Jennifer screams )

We got her now!

- ( men whooping )

- ( panting )

- Bastards!

- Whoa!

( whooping )

( shrieks )

( grunting )

( laughs )

Hey, Andy, Stanley, come here.

- Stop it!

- Grab her arm.

Stop it!

The broad's all yours.

Come on.

( gasping )

Come on!

Not now.

Not now.

F***ing a**hole,

we got her for you, come on!

I can't do it now!

Not now!

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