The Last House on the Left Page #3

Do I look O-f***ing-kay? F***!

Oh, no. No, no, no.

This is gonna scar.

It's gonna scar forever!

Well, then you should let her

know how you feel about that.

(THUDS)

(SCREAMS)

Yeah!

F***!

You b*tch!

(SADIE SCREAMING)

SADIE:
F*** you!

F***ing b*tch, you burned

my f***ing face!

Why the f*** did you do that?

SADIE:
Oh, my God!

PAIGE:
Mari!

KRUG:
Damn it! F***!

- Mari!

MARi:
Paige, run!

KRUG:
Come here!

Bring her back!

(CRYING)

(SHUSHING)

(PAIGE PANTING)

Help!

Somebody!

Help me! Help!

Get back here,

you stupid c*nt!

FRANCIS:

Come on back, Paige!

(SOBBING) No!

Stop!

Please.

FRANCIS:

Hey, Paige!

SADIE:
Paige!

F***!

(PANTING)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

Help! Somebody!

Help me!

Somebody help me! Help me!

(GRUNTING)

Please help me! No!

(PAIGE GROANS)

(SPITS)

SADIE:
No.

No?

Krug says he wants us

to bring her back.

(PAIGE CRYING)

FRANCIS:
Get up!

(GROANING)

Now what?

You ready to be a man?

What?

Pick one.

Or both.

(KRUG CHUCKLES)

What're you doing?

KRUG:

No, no, no.

No!

- Come on.

- Grab her.

(GRUNTING)

Hold on!

- I'm teaching you a lesson, son!

- Just let them go...

Oh... Come on.

KRUG:
Jesus, just like that.

FRANCIS:
Look at that.

(CRYING)

(CLOTHES RIPPING)

Come here.

Yeah. See?

Let's get him all worked up.

Get him all worked up

and tingling.

(CRYING)

There.

(GRUNTS)

What's the matter

with you!

Never gonna get

easier than this!

You're pathetic!

What'd you say, Paige?

Where did that come

from all of a sudden?

My goodness.

Come here.

(GASPING)

Are you gonna hit me now?

No, honey, not hit.

(SWITCH BLADE CLICKS)

(CRIES)

No!

(EXHALES)

(GROANS)

No! No! No!

(GROANING)

(WHEEZING)

- (CRYING)

- Paige!

(WHEEZING)

You think I'm pathetic, Paige?

Look at my f***ing kid here!

(COUGHING)

Well, Mari, looks like

she's in a lotta pain.

Get that hair

out of her mouth.

Tell her everything's gonna be

okay. Tell her help's on the way.

Tell her it's not

as bad as it looks.

Do it. She needs you!

I won't!

(KRUG YELLING)

KRUG:
God damn it!

MARI:
Leave me alone!

(MARI CRYING LOUDLY)

No.

Don't! Don't do this!

(SHOUTING) You think you can

f*** with me whenever you want?

She doesn't

think so, see.

Come on.

She's a liar.

Look around.

Look what she did.

No! No! No! No!

- No!

KRUG:
You hear that?

(MARI CRYING LOUDLY)

(GRUNTING LOUDLY)

MARI:
No!

(KRUG MOANING)

No, please! Please...

KRUG:

Jesus Christ!

(KRUG EXHALES)

(PANTING)

Justin, please.

No.

You stay right there, Justin.

(KRUG GROANS)

(CRYING) Please!

Please, please, please...

(KRUG GROANING)

(GASPING)

What is that?

You want that?

(CRYING LOUDLY)

Is that what you want?

No!

(GASPS)

You missed out.

(SNIFFLES)

I swim.

What, sweetie?

We can't hear you.

I love to swim.

We're happy for you.

I can do it one more...

One more time for what?

(GROANS)

(GUNSHOTS)

(BULLET WHOOSHING)

Sh*t.

You got her.

(CHUCKLES)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(WHIMPERING)

Come on!

Justin!

(MOANS)

Thanks for cooking, honey.

It's good.

It's a team effort.

Sit down.

Stay with me.

Okay. Sorry.

(THUNDERING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

KRUG:
Hello!

There's been an accident.

(DOOR CLOSES)

JOHN:
This is gonna hurt. One, two...

- Go ahead.

- Do it!

(GROANS)

Sh*t!

(BONES CRUNCHING)

Sh*t!

(GROANS)

Okay. The worst part's over.

- Just try and breathe normally, okay?

- Deep breath.

Deep breath, deep breath.

I was just saying that despite everything,

we're having a pretty lucky day.

Seeing your house...

It's so beautiful. This kitchen

is just so squeaky clean.

And you being a doctor,

of course.

Yeah, an ill-equipped one. You guys

should still go to the hospital.

Well, we don't really have the

best health coverage right now.

Well, they still

have to treat you.

Well, in that case,

can we bum a ride?

(CHUCKLES)

Sure,

there's only one problem.

Our daughter won't have the car

back till tomorrow morning. So...

Thank you,

Mrs... Collingwood.

Emma.

SADIE:
Thank you, Emma.

- You're welcome.

Justin, sweetie, would you like

some hot chocolate?

Well, if he doesn't, it'll be a

first. What do you say, Justin?

Yeah?

- Yes, please.

- Okay.

JOHN:
Hold on to this.

Keep the pressure on.

Say, you think I could

use your landline?

- Sure.

- Yeah, no problem.

- It's right there on the wall.

JOHN:
Here you go.

I gotta call us a tow truck and

maybe a cab to take us into town.

Are you sure

that's a good idea, Krug?

I mean, do they even

have taxis here?

Yeah, they do.

Good luck getting one to come

out here in this weather.

EMMA:
Well, they might, honey.

You never know.

Yeah, you never know,

do you?

Yellow Pages are in

this drawer over here.

Justin.

Okay, Francis,

here we go.

(MOANS)

One second.

Sh*t.

Hold still.

(FRANCIS GROANING)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(GROANING)

Sh*t, you gotta be

f***ing kidding me.

Hey, Doc. Doc,

where's the needle?

Don't move, okay?

Don't move.

Yeah, don't worry.

That phone's dead, too.

JOHN:
Yeah, it happens every time.

I'll just turn the generator on.

Sit tight, everyone.

So, you guys

live here permanently?

Oh, no, no, no.

We actually live in the city.

How many houses

do you have?

So, what're you guys

doing out here anyway?

I mean, this is kinda

in the middle of nowhere.

Are you on

a family vacation or...

(FRANCIS COUGHS)

Well, it's kinda

embarrassing actually.

My dad used to take Francis and

me to this lake every summer.

Do some fishing,

a little camping...

But now that he's gone,

those memories are all that

I really have left of him,

and, basically, I'm just trying to

do the same thing for Justin here.

I think that's important.

It's nice, making memories.

Don't know if I wanna

remember today.

(KRUG CHUCKLES)

You might. You never know. I mean,

you're all safe. You're together.

That's what counts.

Amen, Emma. Amen.

(GRUNTING)

(GENERATOR RUNNING)

Well, okay.

Would you mind holding this

for me? Just hold it on his face.

JOHN:
You all right?

All right, here we go.

(GROANING)

JOHN:
Okay, just hold still.

God.

(FRANCIS GROANING LOUDLY)

That f***ing hurts!

Man up, Frank.

F*** you. God.

Here you go, sweetheart.

Thank you.

And we're done.

You better not

be lying, Doc.

I just have to

clean it off first.

Hey, Em, would you get the antiseptic

cream out of the drawer over there?

- It's gonna sting.

- What?

- Jesus, okay!

- I know. It's okay.

You're doing good. Okay.

That's it.

You're done.

That's good.

Thank you, Emma.

Sure.

EMMA:
I'll... I'll

get you a coffee, too.

Got anything stronger?

(EXHALES)

Nothing.

Yeah, I figured.

Looks like we're

still stuck here.

SADIE:

Justin, are you okay?

I've just never seen him

like this before.

Well,

maybe you should lie down.

You know, you should probably

just sleep here tonight.

Well, no,

we couldn't do that.

I don't think

you have much choice.

We just

don't wanna impose, is all.

Well, it's really not a problem.

We have a guest house. So...

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