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Krampus Unleashed Page #5
- Year:
- 2016
- 90 min
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It's Bonnie Tyler,
you gotta let me in!
- [Voiceover] The noise?
- You expectin' somebody?
- No.
- [Bonnie] Mr. Henderson,
please open the door!
Please open the door!
(banging)
Mr. Henderson,
please open the door!
Please open the door!
Please let me in!
- Bonnie, are you okay.
- You gotta call 911 right now.
- What, why?
- Please just let me in!
- [Will] What's goin' on?
and now James is dead.
- Bonnie, why are you
dressed in a bathrobe?
- [Bonnie] You got a land line?
- Yeah, it's right
through the kitchen.
(Bonnie gasping)
- Damn it, pick up,
pick up, pick up.
(phone beeps)
- Two sheets, guys?
Really?
All right, I'm comin'.
(phone beeps)
South Tower 911, what
is your emergency?
- Yes, you gotta send help.
I, I'm at my neighbor's.
Um, I've been attacked
by some kind of creature,
and now my boyfriend is dead.
- Come again, ma'am?
You said a creature
killed your boyfriend?
- I fired a ton of buckshot
but it just kept coming.
- Everything okay out here?
- Okay.
And what is your name
and location, ma'am?
- [Voiceover] Bonnie Tyler.
- Okay, Bonnie, got it.
Now just stay on
the line with me.
- Well are you sending someone?
Call Trooper Shelling,
he's a friend of mine.
- Dad, you gotta see this.
- Not now, Tommy.
- But, Dad.
- Dale, where are you going?
- I'm gonna go out and
take a look around.
- I'll come with you, Dale.
- No, sweetie, I don't
think that's the best idea.
- It's okay, Amber.
I'll make sure he
doesn't get killed.
- You be careful
yourself out there, Dale.
- Well wait for me.
- Why?
- [David] So I can
stop you from shooting
(gun c*cks)
- 111, this is dispatch.
You got your ears on?
- This is 111, go for, dispatch.
- Hey, Dan, I got
a weird one for ya.
- What's that?
boyfriend was attacked
by some kind of
creature or somethin',
animal of some kind I guess.
- Okay, have you called
in search and rescue?
- Not yet.
Could be a crank.
Thought you might wanna
check it out for yourself
before I call in the cavalry.
- Okay, ten-four.
Hey, what's the 20?
- Uh,
- Wait, that, that's
Bonnie Tyler's place.
- Yeah.
She said she was
a friend of yours.
- Okay, ten-four,
stand by, dispatch,
I'm on my way.
(siren wails)
(crunching footsteps)
(eerie instrumental music)
- Shine that light over there.
- You see something?
- (sighs) No.
I can't see or
hear a damn thing.
- That's good, right?
- No, it's like somethin'
scared everything off
of this damn mountain.
- Hey, Dale, I think we
should go back to the house.
- Yeah, Dad, I'm with
Will on this one.
(growling)
- Did you hear that?
(dramatic instrumental music)
(heartbeat pulses)
Quiet.
(suspenseful instrumental music)
I got somethin'.
- [David] What is that?
(eerie instrumental music)
- Is that cow tracks?
- Have you ever seen a
damned two-legged cow?
- [Will] All right, this
is gettin' really spooky.
We need to go back to the house.
- [Dale] Yeah, I
think you're right.
(suspenseful instrumental music)
(roaring)
(suspenseful instrumental music)
- The house is this way.
Dad!
(suspenseful instrumental music)
(roaring)
(exciting instrumental music)
(fleshy squishing)
Will!
Oh God!
(exciting instrumental music)
(gun clicks)
(exciting instrumental music)
(fleshy thunk)
(groaning)
(intestines splatter)
(moaning)
(dramatic instrumental music)
- [Fiona] Mom, what's going on?
- Uh, we don't quite
know yet, sweetheart.
- Who's she?
And where's Daddy?
(door slams)
(David gasping)
- Where's Will and your father?
- They, they're gone, Mom.
- What, what does that
mean, "they're gone"?
- Look, we gotta get
everybody in the cars
and get out of here.
- No, David, hold on!
Where is my husband?
- Everyone, please.
- Where is Will?
- They're dead!
Okay?
Both of them ripped to shreds
by whatever that is out there!
- What?
No, no way.
- I'm on the phone
with the police.
- That's great, but trust me,
we don't wanna stay here.
- We're safer here
than we are out there.
- And we'd be safer still
going 100 miles an hour
away from this place, come on!
- I am not leaving here
without your father.
- Me neither.
- Dad is dead!
Okay, Mom?
Him and Will both!
- I'll get Troy.
- [Grandma] Get out
of the way, David.
- What are you doing?
- Get out of my way, David.
- No.
What is your name?
- [Bonnie] Bonnie.
- Bonnie, you saw this thing.
Will you please tell
my mother and sister
how bad an idea it is to go
lookin' around out there?
- He's right.
If he saw the same
thing that attacked us,
it's too late.
- Hello?
Ma'am?
Are you still there?
- Yeah, I'm here, um,
but two other people
have gone missing.
- I heard a lot of shouting.
Make sure everyone
stays in the house.
Secure all your
doors and windows,
but don't leave.
Help is on the way.
- I'll try.
- I gotta find Daddy.
- Move!
- [David] Mom! Tommy!
Amber, Fiona, get over here!
(siren wails)
(crickets chirp)
(dark instrumental music)
- 111 requestin' back-up.
We're gonna need a
cadaver unit out here.
(crickets chirp)
- Dale!
- Will?
Daddy!
- Dad?
We've gotta find Daddy.
- Tommy, come back here!
- Dale, where are you?
(phone chatters)
- Hey.
(phone chatters)
Troy!
- The f***, Dad?
- Unbelievable.
Are you this disconnected
from reality?
All hell is breaking
loose out there
and you're playing
your stupid game!
- Whatever.
- Move!
Now!
- All right, enough
with the yelling.
- Car's leavin' in 30 seconds
and you're gonna be in it.
- [Troy] Sh*t!
(eerie instrumental music)
- Amber!
(growling)
Tommy!
Dale!
(ominous instrumental music)
(thudding footsteps)
(growling)
(screaming)
(fleshy thunk)
- These are mine but I
think they'll fit you.
- Thank you.
- Okay, baby, go get your stuff.
We'll leave, okay?
- [Viv] 'Kay.
- Fiona, you're gonna
come with us, okay?
- The police want
us to stay here.
- Well that's because
they have no idea
what they're dealing with.
Do they?
- F*** it.
We're leaving.
- No, ma'am,
do not leave the premises.
I have to insist ya
stay on the line.
Hello?
(phone beeps)
(dial tone drones)
Sh*t.
- F***, where's Troy?
Troy!
- Comin'.
Damn.
- Dad, Grandpa?
- Tommy, you stay close to me!
(dramatic instrumental flourish)
- What is that?
(dark instrumental music)
- No, Tommy!
- Dad?
- We have to go.
Now.
(screaming)
(growling)
(screaming)
- Mom?
- Run, Tommy, run! (weeping)
Run!
(growling)
(screaming)
- Mom!
Amber!
Tommy!
Where's your grandma
and your mom?
- Okay, buddy, you come with us.
- Where's Mom and Grandma?
- That all you guys?
- [Fiona] Yeah.
- Now we gotta use
gas guzzlers again.
(engine cranks)
(tires crunch)
(tires screech)
Sh*t!
(engine rumbles)
- Slow down, you're
going too fast.
(exciting instrumental music)
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