Intruders Page #2
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- Year:
- 2015
- 90 min
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I got you. I got you. Okay.
What the hell did you do?
She doesn't go outside.
I was just trying to show her.
You gonna be okay?
(MOANING)
Perry, go inside.
Hey, I need you to focus.
- Let me back in!
- Hey, hey, we go back inside,
- Perry's gonna kill you.
- I don't care.
Please!!!
Anna. Anna, we looked upstairs
and we didn't find anything.
Look, is there an attic?
Huh? Huh? Safe?
Basement?
Huh? Huh?
Basement? Huh? Basement?
Okay.
Okay, let's get you back inside.
Take her upstairs,
get her cleaned up.
Well, you had your chance
to leave.
Look, don't make me regret
letting you stay.
F***.
God-f***in'...
Put these on.
Hey, you sure you don't
want me to look after her?
- After what you just pulled?
- I'm just saying,
do you really think
Vance is up for this?
He'll be fine.
(CREAKING)
You gonna tell me
what we're doing down here?
Trust me, man,
we hit the jackpot.
(LAUGHING)
Yeah...
Jackpot.
(SOBBING)
Uh... what the hell?
Oh, you like sitting around
in your own pee. Got it.
Just change, please.
I... I can't. Ahem.
(TAPE TEARING)
Ouch.
Sorry.
- (STOMPING)
- F***!
Come over here man.
Gimme a hand with this.
I'm more curious
what's behind door number two.
Why's that?
No handle.
(SNIFFLING)
Uh...
it can be hard...
to be with someone
who has
such a strong personality.
I can tell...
you're just going along.
I can see it.
Don't you f***ing shrink me.
Ow.
Don't think I've dealt
with this my entire life?
Maybe I was the one
who found out about this place.
I mean, maybe this whole thing
was my idea?
I don't think you realize
how serious this is.
- No, I do.
- You've seen our faces.
You know our names.
You really think
we're just gonna let you go?
Now put on
the f***ing sweatpants!
Stop!
- Please, stop!
- Stop moving, goddammit!
- Stop! Stop...
- Hey! What the hell?!
- Stop it!
- Hey! Get the f*** off her!
- It's not what it looks like!
- What are you doing?
- Honestly...
- Are you okay?
She wasn't supposed to be here.
- Listen to me, Danny, please!
- Get back!
Dan...
you guys know each other?
Yes, but that's not...
- No, no.
- Anna, Anna,
- I had nothing to do with this.
- You cannot be here.
- You gotta get out of here, okay?
- Oh, sh*t!
- Get back.
- You cannot be here, Danny.
Honest, if we knew
she was gonna be here...
- What do you mean, "we"?
- Danny boy.
Leave him alone, dude!
- Don't f***ing touch me.
- Where is she?
Huh?
F***.
- Hey, hey, hey!
- What?!
Do you know
how this has to end?
We can't let her go.
Just find her.
Come on.
You like to disappear,
don't you?
Come out and play, little girl.
(KNOCKING)
I got a few tricks of my own.
(CHIRPING)
(KISSING SOUNDS)
(FRANTIC CHIRPING)
C'mere.
For my next trick,
I would like to invite
my lovely assistant
to the stage.
Anna, would you be so kind
as to join us?
I don't think she's coming.
It's really too bad.
She would've been
I guess I'll have to do this
on my own.
(CHIRPING)
(STARTLED YELP)
Hey. Perry!
- Open wide, Dan.
- What the f***?
Stupid thing didn't talk.
(CREAKING)
- Ah! Oh!
- I found her!
- You got her?
- Yeah, I got her!
Get the f*** off there! Please.
Don't you understand
I'm the least
of your f***ing worries
right now?! Please!
(EXCLAIMING)
(PANTING)
(ANNA WHIMPERING)
(GASPING)
Come on.
He's taking his time.
If he loses her,
we'll find her.
Put out some breadcrumbs,
she'll come.
(LAUGHING)
Come on, man, be serious.
Maybe I am.
(PERRY):
You got her?(RAGGED BREATHING)
(THUDDING)
You hear that?
(THUDDING)
Stay.
No! No!
Vance!
Vance!!
Vance!!!
Vance!
Wake up!!
Is he dead?
Argh...
Ah, goddamn. Argh...
Ah, Vance.
Hey. Hey! Hey, you, open!
Open it, you f***ing b*tch!
Open the f***ing door!
Anna!
Anna...
- (GROANING)
- Come on!
(SOBBING)
Hello?
(ECHOING)
Hey, JP, something weird
is going on here, man.
Come on, we gotta
get the f*** outta here.
Oh, f***.
You b*tch!
You f***ing b*tch!!
Get down here!
(PANTING)
Argh!
F***ing b*tch!
Argh!
(KETTLE WHISTLING)
(KETTLE WHISTLING)
Is she making f***ing tea?
(LOCK CLICKING)
Hey, nothing in here's
gonna get us up there.
Let's drag
this f***ing cabinet in there.
It's bolted to the wall.
- Goddammit!
- Doesn't matter.
She was behind
that f***ing door,
and then she was up there,
like that!
The b*tch doesn't have wings.
(CLICK)
Anna!
Anna. Help me.
Hurry!
Cut me loose.
Robbing me...
during Conrad's funeral?
No, no.
- They did this, not me!
- Then what are you doing here?
I... I wanted
to be there for you.
You...
you went?
You didn't show.
I got worried.
Was it...
was it nice?
It... it was peaceful.
Nobody came?
No, uh, it was me and...
Charlotte and the priest.
He gave a good talk.
It was... it was really nice.
It's okay.
You know, it was...
just me and him.
We only had each other.
Do you know
you've been bringing us food
for almost a year?
I checked the calendar.
Almost to the day.
It feels like longer,
doesn't it?
A-Anna.
Is that how you do it?
You go into people's homes
and...
steal their things
and then you call your friends
- to go and steal all of it?
- They're not my friends!
Well... Vance is, but...
not the other two.
You told him about the money?
I... I...
I told him about you.
I told him about your situation.
And, yeah, I told him
you tried to give me money.
It took me off-guard.
I didn't mean...
I... I couldn't stop
thinking about it.
I couldn't stop
thinking about you.
You know,
I almost believe you this time.
Listen to me.
I get if you hate me,
but you have to believe...
What happened to you?
W-w-why don't you leave
the house?
I haven't left the house
since Daddy died.
Whenever I had a problem,
Hmm...
He always knew
how to handle any situation.
(CRACK)
Oh!!
(CRACK)
Ow!! Ow!!
(MOANING)
If you meant what you said
in there,
then you have to trust me.
I do.
Then you have to jump.
No!
It'll be much safer
if you turn around.
- I'm not... I'm not doing that.
- None of this would've happened
if you would've just taken
the money!
(MOANING)
You're not like this.
You have no idea
what I'm like.
Ah!
(SCREAMING)
(CLATTER AND SCREAMING)
You don't know me.
Help me!
- What the f*** are you doing?!
- Hey! Shut up!
F***, man.
F***...
Please help.
- (MOANING)
- Alright, fine.
F***in' let me
take a look at it.
Oh... Caref... Ow.
(GROANING)
Careful, careful... Ow.
- Oh.
- What, is it bad?
F***, it's bad.
Kneecap's dislocated.
F***.
Okay...
I'm gonna have to pop it
back into place
before the swelling is too bad
I won't be able to, okay?
- Dan.
- Huh?
It's gonna hurt.
Oh...
JP.
Hey! JP.
Hold his body down.
Hold him down here.
Three, two...
(CRACK)
(SCREAMING)
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