I Spit on Your Grave Page #4
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- Year:
- 1978
- 101 min
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Johnny:
Oh yes! Oh, that's great.
Oh yeah.
You've got great hands.
God bless your hands.
Oh yeah, that's fantastic.
( moans )
Oh yes yes.
How sweet.
How sweet.
Oh, that's great.
That is great.
( grunts )
That's so sweet
it's painful.
Oh God.
Oh my God.
Sh*t. Oh Jesus.
Oh Jesus!
Oh sh*t.
Look what she's done to me!
Oh God!
Oh sh*t!
Oh Jesus.
Oh God.
Oh God!
Look what she's done to me!
Oh sh*t!
Mother.
( sobbing )
Mother.
Oh my Lord.
( grunting )
Oh no!
Oh God!
I can't stop the bleeding!
Oh God!
( banging )
Somebody help me!
- ( banging continuing )
- Oh Jesus, no!
Stop. Stop it. Oh no.
Stop it, yes yes.
Oh, it won't stop bleeding.
It won't stop bleeding!
It won't stop.
It won't stop.
No! Oh!
( banging )
Let me out of here!
( squeaking )
My husband f***ing never
disappears on me.
He's not that kind of a man.
He's loyal to me.
He's a good father
and a good husband.
F***ing bums.
Why do you hang out
here all the time?
Huh?
Where is he?
Get out of here!
Get out.
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Get the f*** out of here.
F***ing bums.
if you come back here again.
( boat approaching )
- ( gasps )
- I scared you, didn't l?
- Huh?
- Not a bit.
Where's your friend?
He stayed back in town.
I'm glad.
It's you I wanted.
- B*tch!
F***ing slut.
Hey, what do you
think you're doing?
( gasping )
Stanley:
Andy! Andy!
Andy!
( screams )
Andy, help me!
Andy!
( screaming )
Help! Help!
Andy, help me!
Get her! Get her!
Do something!
Murderer!
Murderer!
F***ing b*tch!
I'm gonna kill you.
You slut!
Leave him alone!
I'm gonna tear you up!
I'm gonna get you!
( screams )
( coughs )
I'm coming, Stanley!
- ( coughing )
- Andy:
Come on!Turn around.
Lean on my arm.
Whoa!
No no, Andy!
Don't leave me.
Help!
Don't f***ing leave me!
( grunts, coughs )
( screams )
Help me.
Stanley:
Please. Please.
I don't wanna die.
Please.
Come on.
Please, help me.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
It wasn't my idea.
I didn't want to do it to you.
I'm sorry.
I really am.
It was Johnny.
Johnny talked me into it.
Johnny made me do it.
I didn't wanna do it.
He made me do it.
Suck it, b*tch!
( screaming )
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