The Barrens
( woodpecker pecking )
So teII me again
why we're awake.
Come on. Where are you
gonna see this in the city?
Uh, nowhere. That's why
I choose to Iive in the city
and not in the middIe
of the woods.
- l need a coffee.
- I think there's a Starbucks up here,
- so we're going to be good.
- Starbucks? Are you serious?
- You got to admit this is amazing.
- No. I have to admit that we're Iost
- and we shouIdn't be awake.
- Okay. We are not lost.
Do you hear that?
- Nope. Nothing.
- Yeah, exactIy.
Where are aII the birds?
lt's really quiet.
I don't know, babe.
Maybe they're stiII sIeeping.
Like we shouId be.
Come on, Iet's take a nap.
- No. We're not taking a nap. Come on.
- Just a teeny tiny one.
Just a IittIe further, okay?
- l need a minute. Nature calls.
- AII right. Just hurry up, babe.
- We got to keep moving.
- You have somepIace to be?
Oh, my God.
- Hey, Dale--
- Erica, stop! Don't come down here.
- What? Why?
- Just stop!
Erica:
DaIe, you're scaring me.What's going on?
DaIe, what the heII is aII this?
DaIe:
Yeah, there's beensome sort of accident.
No, I don't know.
We're about a miIe
off the Camp Nash Line.
- ( Iow squeaI )
- DaIe?
( Iow growI )
Erica, quickIy and quietIy
back up. Come on.
DaIe, what is it?
- ( growling )
- Run! Go! Go!
DaIe, what is it?!
DaIe, what is it?!
- ( grunting )
- Erica:
What is it?!- Jesus, DaIe!
- Go!
- ( grunting )
- Dale!
Erica, get up! Come on!
Come on, wake up!
Come on, get up! Come on!
Shh. Okay. Okay.
Okay. Stay here.
( crow cawing )
Thought I saw the Jersey DeviI
Up the road and around the bend
Thought I saw the Jersey DeviI
Dancing in his moccasins
Won't Ieave my home, Mister
He's come back
and he's hunting for something
Wonder what
Hey, hey, Mama,
better cIose your window
Take that peach pie off of the siII
Well, that Jersey Devil
Never been known to get his fiII
WeII, I thought I saw
the Jersey Devil
Up the road and around the bend
Thought I saw the Jersey DeviI
Dancing in his moccasins
Every man and woman,
every chiId on Sunday
Looks up to the preacher man
Waits for him
to teII them something
They can finaIIy understand
WeII, I thought I saw
the Jersey Devil
Up the road and around the bend
I thought I saw the Jersey DeviI
Dancing in his moccasins.
Boy:
Oscar!
Oscar!
Ready to go, kiddo?
Danny boy.
He's been gone for over a week.
He's coming home.
He was oId.
l don't want to go,
not without Oscar.
Hold me
I find it hard to bear...
l can't believe
you're missing Ben's party.
I know. This camping thing
is cruel and unusual.
Well, l'm taking
myseIf out again
Won't Iet your god
frown on me...
Hey.
The car's packed
and we're ready to go.
- Hi, Mrs. Vineyard.
- Hey.
- Sadie, Iet's--
- Okay.
You can teII my dad
l'll be right down.
- You're such a b*tch.
- I am a princess compared to her.
( sighs )
( gasps )
- Sorry.
- Car's packed.
She isn't.
Why are you making her go
when she doesn't wanna come?
She's being a teenager.
go on this trip is going to fix things?
We need this.
I need this.
Okay.
What?
- Hi, Dad.
- You ready?
- Two minutes?
- Go easy on her this weekend.
She's trying. PIease?
- For me?
- Okay.
Your dad is pretty hot
for an oId dude.
Shut up.
- I'd do him.
- Gross!
Did Daddy heIp you put up
the posters for Oscar?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
when we're gone?
I don't think Mr. Peterson wiII mind
taking him in for a couple days.
- What if he's hungry?
- You know, baby,
dogs survived
for thousands of years
in the wild
before they became pets.
I think he'II be fine.
Danny?
Where is he going?
I don't know.
Hey.
You don't Iook so good.
You had a coId Iast week
and Sadie had a coId
the week before.
WiII you knock off
the nurse act? I'm fine.
- Okay.
- Save it for the hospitaI.
What do you think
reaIIy happened to Oscar?
I don't know.
- Hey, buddy boy.
- Come on.
Sadie:
Oh, my God.Can you beIieve her attitude?
It's fine. It wiII be fine.
Don't worry.
- I'm going to miss you so much.
- I'm going to miss you, too.
- Okay, have fun.
- I'II caII you as soon as I get back.
Okay.
See you, Mr. Vineyard.
( giggles )
- Leave me aIone.
Leave me aIone, you IittIe--
"WeIcome to New Jersey."
That's very good.
LittIe man, what does that say?
"Guide to the...
Pine Barrens."
That's very good.
So who's Iooking forward
to going fishing?
Seriously, Dad?
Who goes camping?
l do.
And now we aII do.
- Richard:
When I was youngand we came over from EngIand,
Grandpa used to take us
to the Pine Barrens every summer
for our summer hoIidays.
It's a form of abuse that I haven't
brought you here already.
Why couIdn't he have just made it
an annual trip back to London?
PIease teII me there are no bears.
Nope. Deer.
Lots of deer, Iots of birds,
but no bears.
Great.
( crows cawing, birds chirping )
Sadie:
"The Jersey DeviI.
For hundreds of years,
the Lenni-Lenape tribes
inhabited what is today
of 'Sic ay Mahtantu'--
- the evil spirit of the Pine Barrens."
- Richard:
It's just a myth, Danny boy.lt's make-believe.
You know, it's made up.
It's Iike the Loch Ness Monster
or Bigfoot.
- lt's just pretend.
You don't have to worry about it.
AII right, aII right.
From now on,
we have no iPods,
no PSPs, and no phones.
- AII right, Sadie?
- What?
- You can't be serious.
- lt's just four days.
If I can go without
taIking to the bank,
then you can go without
talking to your friends.
- Daddy, watch out!
- ( screams )
Sadie:
What the heII was that?
- Dad?
- Stay in the car.
Stay in the car.
( crow cawing )
( rustIing )
- Oh, my God.
- Get back in the car.
- HoIy sh*t.
- Get back in the car.
Okay. Jesus.
- ( car door cIoses )
- ( low growling )
What just happened?
Dad, what the heII was that?
A bIoody animaI just coIIapsed
in front of the car
and we're not going
to taIk about it?
- It's probabIy hunters, darIing.
- Sadie:
What? Is that IegaI?- Richard:
At the right time of year.- ls it the right time of the year?
No.
Ranger:
Hey there.
- Can l help you?
- Oh, yeah? What's the name?
- Vineyard.
Here we go. All right,
you're in zone three, campsite F.
Just sign here for me.
I'd appreciate it.
Yeah.
ExceIIent. Just up ahead,
through the trees there.
- ( voices overIapping )
This is fantastic.
AII right.
Watch your head.
( grunts )
Take that for me.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"The Barrens" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/the_barrens_3630>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In