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What?

Was this your plan

the entire time?

(chuckles)

That's him, right?

Yeah.

(dials)

Oh sh*t.

It went straight to voicemail.

(dialing)

Who are you calling now,

your girlfriend Lisa?

Oh, come on.

You know she likes you.

- (voicemail recording)

- I can't get a hold of her.

- We've got to beat him back.

- Awesome.

- Did you find anything?

- No.

And I don't even know

what I'm looking for.

My dog. A dead body.

Anything suspicious.

This whole place

is suspicious.

Lisa:

Guys, come here.

Hey, check this out.

That's where the magic happens.

Gross.

Who's going down there?

I think I'll stay here.

You staying too?

No. No, let's go.

Good luck.

God, this is some

"Silence of the Lambs" sh*t right here.

Hey, maybe we should have

We don't want to

leave Lisa alone, right?

No?

It smells like ass.

Look, man,

there's no dogs around here.

- Look, are you finished?

- No, man,

- I don't want to--

- (chain rattles)

What was that?

I don't know.

Hey, wait.

Taylor, Taylor--

we should-- are you sure

you want to go over there, man?

I-- Taylor!

Come on, we can still go, man.

It's not too late.

Let's just turn--

(chains rattle)

Come on, man,

we can still go.

Sh*t.

We're not supposed

to go towards the noise.

- You gotta go away from the noise.

- Shh.

- (man moaning feebly)

- (chains rattling)

- There's somebody in there.

- That's why we should go.

(moaning continues)

- You ready?

- No.

This is so stupid, man.

- This is so stupid.

- Shh.

- (chains rattle)

- (man moans)

- Sh*t!

- Help me!

Help me!

What the hell?

Are you okay?

Help me, please.

He's coming back!

- Okay, we gotta call 911!

- No, there's no time!

He'll be back soon, please.

Hurry!

Get me out of here, please!

Damn it!

You have a signal?!

Unlock me, please!

He's coming back!

(beeps)

The chain.

Hurry!

(whimpers)

Mark, come on!

Don't just stand there.

- How do I do this?

- Pull the lever!

Pull the lever!

(groans)

Thank you! Thank you!

What the f***?

Move, Derek!

- Stop.

- We gotta beat him back.

Sir, are you okay?

- Are you hurt?

- No.

No!

I have to get out of here

before he comes back.

Ah!

Slow down, Derek!

Do you think he's like

a sex slave or something?

The old man's

gimping him out?

Find something in there

to break the chain with.

I'll get it.

I'm just gonna call for help.

No, don't leave!

Don't worry, sir.

It's okay.

Let's stay and see

if we can get him loose.

Okay.

I'm staying, okay?

- Come on, man.

- This ought to do it.

Over here.

Here.

- Yeah.

- We can break it on the rock.

Pull it tight.

Go watch for the old man.

- You ready?

- Yeah, go.

(grunts)

Come on.

Harder.

Come on, man.

Shut up! I got this!

Pull it tight.

(Mark screaming)

- No!

- What happened?

No!

Mark, I'm sorry, man!

- What happened?

- It was an accident!

- You hit him with a sledgehammer?

- I said it was an accident!

- Mark? Get him up, get him up.

- No!

Stop.

Okay, we're gonna call an ambulance.

I don't have any signal.

Sh*t. Just watch him, okay?

- Mark, I'm so sorry.

- Get off me!

All you had to do was hold it!

- Why the hell did you move it?!

- Shut up!

- (beeping)

- Hey! Hey, it's working!

- (Mark screaming)

- No!

No! Please!

- (grunts)

- (loud thud)

Mark!

Why are you doing this?!

(laughs)

(chain thuds)

Come on, guys.

We gotta get out of here.

- Where are they?

- Help!

- W-w-what's going on?!

- Mark and Taylor are dead!

- (babbles)

- What are you talking about?!

- Dude, just go!

- (girls yelling)

- Get out of here!

- Drive!

- Derek:
Get down!

- (girls scream)

Derek:
Now go!

Run and hide!

Go!

- Lisa, come on! Hurry!

- I'm coming!

(cries out)

Christy, don't stop!

Keep running!

Lisa:
Help!

Help me!

(grunting)

(man chuckles)

(gasping, whimpering)

Derek?

(man chuckling)

Derek?

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- (grunts)

- Come on.

- Where's that damn path?

- It's right there.

(both panting)

- We're gonna die.

- No we're not.

- We're gonna die.

- Hey, shut--

(both cry out)

(screaming)

Shh.

Where are you going?

- Derek.

- Come on.

Derek, don't leave me here.

Up here.

Come on.

Hide.

He's coming.

Don't leave me!

Derek!

(shuddering)

(cries out)

Ahh.

Please.

Please.

We were-- you don't

have to do this, okay?

We didn't mean to find that guy.

It was just an accident, okay?

We're just kids.

Please, we're really sorry

about your family.

Just stop.

Please.

(Derek yells)

Come on.

I got you.

Christy. Christy!

Christy!

Ow.

Come on.

Christy!

(chain rattling)

(Christy gurgling)

Christy.

Let her go!

Let her go.

All right? Just let her go.

Please.

- (bone snaps)

- No! No!

No !

(man chuckling)

(Derek yells)

Derek!

Derek, look out!

Do it, Derek!

Do it now!

- (grunts)

- (shotgun blasts)

I wouldn't do that, boy.

Drop it.

Now.

I said drop it.

Now!

(chuckles)

(yells)

Hi, Mom.

Ivor.

Oh.

Frank?

He's home.

Look at you.

- Welcome home, son.

- Thanks, Pop.

Where's Benjamin?

- Dad?

- He's my son.

If word ever got out,

it would ruin us.

No one can ever find him.

You understand me?

We have to be careful.

Sorry.

How you doin', Benny?

You know I love you.

I'll always protect you.

(shotgun clicks)

(Benjamin gurgling, grunting)

I'm so sorry, Ben.

I just can't do this any longer.

I don't want to kill these kids.

- Not anymore.

- I know.

I love you.

(Ben gasps)

Pop should've ended this

a long time ago.

(gunshot)

(sledgehammer thuds)

(Lisa panting)

- Lisa:
Oh God.

- Let's go, let's go.

- Come on, come on.

- Oh God.

(Derek yells)

(both grunting, moaning)

Come on, come on,

come on.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- How you doin'?

- Just slow down a little.

We're almost there.

I gotcha.

- You all right.

- I just gotta stop for one second.

- Okay, let me take a look.

- Ow.

- Is it bad?

- Yeah, it's pretty bad.

- Ow.

- We've got to stop the bleeding.

- Careful.

- We should keep going.

- All right? Can you go?

- Yeah.

- Can you keep walking?

- Mm-hmm.

- (sharp thud)

- (gurgles)

Lisa.

(gasping)

- Lisa!

- (coughing)

Oh, no...

- (sighs)

- Sorry.

Grab her legs.

You know, I really thought

we left this behind us.

- You promised me.

- Couldn't help it.

Yeah. You're just lucky

we can cover this up.

Just like we did

with Dad, right?

Yeah.

Just like we did with Dad.

Are we gonna have

to move again?

No.

Everything's gonna be just fine.

(rock music playing)

Elephant shell

You're my cave

and I've been hiding out

Will you tell me

a little bit about

A bit about yourself?

Elephant shell

You're my cave

and I've been hiding out

Will you tell me

a little bit about

A bit about yourself?

I threw darts

at a spinning globe

Swapping out

passport photos

I walk west

to the setting sun

Every single step,

I grow

Another second young

Hold still!

Hold still!

Hold still!

Hold still, don't fade,

hold still!

Don't fade

I don't know

who else to ask

Sitting in the dark

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