Snatched Page #7
Pinch your momma on the booty,
kick your dog, f*** your b*tch
Fat boy dressed up
like he's Santa
And took pictures
with your kids
We the best, we will cut
a frowny face in your chest
Little Wench
I'm unmentionably fresh
I'm a mensch
Get correct
I will walk into a court
While erect
LINDA:
Okay,where do we go now?
Roger said
it's just across the ridge.
Roger is dead.
I realize that.
Yeah, and he didn't know
anything.
Just use the map, Mom.
LINDA:
on, my God.This is a placemat
from a restaurant.
Everything will be fine.
Everything is not fine,
Emily Louise.
Look where we are.
Look where we are.
In the middle of the Amazon!
Oh, my God!
That's how desperate I am
to spend time with you.
I see you all the time.
You see me when you
need something.
That's not true.
Yeah, and you know what?
When I just say anything
just remotely critical...
Wait!
"Remotely critical"?
Mom, you flat-out insult me.
All the time.
What?
It's not a good way
to raise kids.
What do you know
about raising kids?
What do you know about anything?
Except posting
pictures of yourself?
Okay, well, I only post
so many pictures of myself
because I want
people to witness me
having an interesting, full life
and give me compliments
in the comments.
You can do that without
posting pictures. I do.
You have a full,
interesting life?
You just check the locks
all day.
You hide in your home
with your adult son.
Are you saying that
I've wasted my life?
I didn't say that.
You know what?
You're wrong!
Because I had you.
And I had your brother.
So don't you dare say
I wasted my life.
I gave you everything I had.
Everything!
And I did it alone!
What the hell have you
ever done for anybody?
For 18 years
your mother is the most
important person
to you in your entire life.
And then...
And then...
One day, poof!
You're gone.
And then what are you
supposed to do?
Like, just adjust?
Just like that?
It's not possible, Emily.
You were mine.
And now, you're not.
And I...
I miss you.
Mom, I'm right here.
I'm the one who
invited you on this trip.
I'm on this trip, Emily,
because you didn't want
to drink Mai Tais alone.
No! You are
the mergle fur!
What the hell is mergle fur?
Oh, Emily! (ECHOES)
on!
(BOTH GASP)
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Thank God!
What's going on?
Honey, we're so lucky
because I had to drag you
all the way through
the jungle, looking for help.
And I ran into Dr. Armando
and his friend.
Now, this is Maco,
who I've been teaching
a little English.
No big deal.
Go ahead.
Hello.
Ah!
Good.
That's great.
He's been assisting me
as I search local plants
for a compound
that could potentially...
Are you ready?
Cure cancer.
(GASPS) That is amazing!
I think so.
Yes, thank you.
All right.
Well, thank you, guys.
Thanks, Macho.
LINDA:
You ready?Yeah, we're gonna
head out of here.
Oh, you can't go just yet.
Um, you have a parasite in you.
What?
What's that?
Here's the thing.
Your mother told us
that you've been, like,
extremely hungry lately.
And thankfully,
when you passed out
you shat yourself.
Thank God.
Never seen so much sh*t.
(BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH)
Yeah.
Okay, we understand.
It was a lot of sh*t.
Lots of sh*t. Yes.
I'm sorry.
But through that, we could
take a stool sample
and test it
and determine that
you have a tapeworm.
A tapeworm?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Tapeworm.
(ROARING)
What?
Can I look at that?
Yes, please. A second opinion is...
Yes.
Please, please, please.
Go ahead.
So what's the treatment?
Like a Z-pack?
If it's already affecting
your appetite,
I think it's probably...
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
It's pretty significant.
Oh!
Listen.
We're out of praziquantel
so we're going to have
to substract it
from you manually.
What? Manually? What?
With my manuals.
That's f***in' gross.
Good news! Right now,
the tapeworm
is really hungry, right?
So what we're gonna do
is we're gonna lodge open
your throat
and dangle a piece of meat
in front of your throat.
Try to coax it out.
It'll feel safe,
but it's not safe
because I'm gonna pull it.
No!
Slowly!
Slowly! Slowly!
Then, slap it down.
Slap it down. Kill it.
You both have to pull it out?
It's a two-man job, ma'am.
It's a two-man job, I'm sorry.
I've got a worm, Mom.
I know.
Mom!
I'm here.
Get the worm out, Mom.
I'm your pillar.
Hello.
Oh, hello.
(EMILY WHIMPERS)
When will we know
when it's working?
When we look into
the worm's eyes, Linda.
(GASPS)
Come outside and face me.
Yes. Show me your face.
Oh, here it comes. Okay.
LINDA:
Okay.(CHOKING)
Oh. What?
Oh, it's coming.
It's making its way.
Okay, relax, I got this. Move.
(CHOKING)
EMILY:
Knock me out!Knock me out!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
What are you doing?
Okay! Okay!
(SQUEALING)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Help me. Help me!
LINDA:
(SIGHS)It's not like at home.
JUNGLE DOCTOR:
I bet.Oh, there she comes.
LINDA:
Oh, look!EMILY:
Hi.Hi.
LINDA:
Baby.Hi.
LINDA:
(SIGHS)Do you feel better?
I feel great. (CHUCKLES)
Oh, good.
EMILY:
Yeah.LINDA:
You did good.Hi, Maco. Thank you.
Emily, this is
a traditional gift
that the village made for you.
It's for protection
while you're here.
For me?
Yes, for you.
Oh, my God.
That's so nice.
(LAUGHTER)
It's heavy. It's thick.
(ALL CHUCKLE)
It's, like, hurting.
Thank you.
It's tight.
Something Kanye would design.
That's great.
Do they just kind of
do that all day?
JUNGLE DOCTOR:
Oh, yes.When we got here,
we provided a lift.
They used to have to walk
miles up the hill.
But, much easier now.
That's very thoughtful of you.
And what do the men do?
They just kind of straight
chill, or... (CHUCKLES)
Culturally,
the women do the work
and the men, they provide
the protection, you know?
Yeah.
That's f***ed up.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Not for the men. Yeah.
That's so cool. This is
what you guys are up to.
Oh, I'm like in this now.
Okay.
Ooh!
(EXHALING)
Emily! The doctor said
he could get us to Bogota.
That is amazing.
Oh, my God!
Okay. Do I have
a couple minutes?
'Cause I'm kinda helping...
Helping out the ladies.
(CHUCKLES)
Thank you. (LAUGHS)
Come here, you know
I got you, girl
Look at you helping.
Yeah, I am helpful.
(CHUCKLES)
Honey, you know, when
I said that, I didn't mean...
What?
That I'm selfish
or that I'm worthless?
Which part of our fight?
Emily, come on.
I didn't mean that.
It's fine.
I know how you see me.
Yeah? Okay.
(GUNSHOTS)
(BOTH GASPS)
EMILY:
Oh, God.JUNGLE DOCTOR:
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!
There's some very bad men
looking for you.
They have guns.
They've blocked the main
entrance. It's really bad.
We're f***ed!
No, nobody's being f***ed,
okay? I got an idea.
I got an idea.
Go, I'll stall them.
Go, go, go.
Yeah?
(GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Honey, get in here!
This won't hold both of us.
I'm too heavy.
No, you're perfect.
You're just perfect.
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