The Strangers: Prey at Night
Hello.
What are you doing
in my house?
We're gonna be late.
I got it.
There you are.
Who knew you had so much stuff?
Your dad is the Tetris king.
- She doesn't have to like it. Not why we're doing this.
- Where's Luke at?
He's at the ball park with his friends.
We're gonna pick him up...
- Jesus, we are late.
- You expect something else from this family?
No, I do not.
Ain't no way we're gonna
Uncle Marv said
Okay.
Huh?
Oh, boom!
Let's go!
Seat belt, missy.
Luke!
We just started a new game.
Sorry, kiddo.
We're already late.
Hey, let me know how it goes.
Okay.
Why can't I just
stay here for the weekend?
- By yourself? No, sir.
- All my friends do it.
- Yeah, exactly.
- Exactly.
Besides, it might be nice
for you to help your sister
move into her
new school tomorrow.
Hold on.
You smell horrible.
Hi, Uncle Marv.
It's Cindy.
We got a late start,
so we're not going to be
to Gatlin Lake until, um,
around 9:
00 or 10:00.Hey, guys, cut it out.
We'll just stop for a bite.
Do you guys remember
Uncle Marv and Aunt Sheryl?
smelled like wet dog and beer.
You know Mom and Dad are going broke over
sending you to boarding school, right?
Hey, we never said that.
Why else would you guys
have canceled the cable?
See? I was right.
- I think you like the attention.
- You're a dick.
- You're a queef.
Whoa!
What-what's queef?
Seriously, what's a queef?
- You want me to go get her?
- She's punishing us.
Folks need another couple
of minutes with the menus or...
Yeah, we're gonna... we're gonna
need a few, thank you.
I'll go.
Not even gonna
pretend, huh?
What difference
does it make?
What difference
does it make, right?
Just ditch those before
you get to your new school.
God forbid they kick me out.
Oh, they're not gonna
give up that easy.
No, no. Not like
you and Dad, huh?
I wish someone
had done this for me.
You turned out fine.
You didn't
know me back then.
I made mistakes.
A lot of them.
Teenagers do stupid sh*t, Mom.
I am a teenager.
This is more than
stupid sh*t, Kins.
This past year?
Sabrina, Laurie, none of them.
None of their parents
are sending them off.
Well, I'm not their mother.
I'm yours.
They're lucky.
And I am worried about you.
And now you won't
have to worry.
Be just the three of you again like
it always should have been, right?
You believe that?
There even anybody here?
I think everybody leaves
after Labor Day.
The office is
They left a note, said they'd
see us in the morning.
This is nice, right?
Mm. Cozy.
Okay, so, who's staying
in this trailer?
All of us.
Of course.
Hmm.
Is there someone else
staying here?
That's weird.
Hmm. Should I toss it?
What, are you
gonna eat it?
- Throw it out.
- It smells fine. It's beef and broccoli.
- Please do not eat that.
- I love it.
- There are no glasses.
- Just chug, woman.
Remember when we went
camping in the Rockies?
- That's exactly what I was referring to.
- Mm-hmm.
Is that Uncle Marv?
- Probably.
- He probably smelled the wine.
Mom, there's someone knocking.
No, don't get up.
I've got it.
It's a girl.
Girl?
Can I help you?
Is Tamara home?
I think you have
the wrong trailer.
Okay.
I didn't think anyone else
was staying here.
She must be lost.
All right, guys. You wanna
play some cards or something?
- Well, you and me.
- It's you and me.
You guys sure
you don't wanna join us?
Oh, come on.
Can we just have one last evening
where you're not on your phones?
Okay.
Thank you.
What do you wanna play?
Five hundred.
We'll keep you here all night.
Oh.
Come on, why don't
you just put that down,
just for a while,
and join us?
Sweetheart, this, um...
this parent gig,
you know, it's, uh...
it's tough.
The bad grades.
Cutting class.
We're just scared,
you know?
Thank you.
- Hey. Hey, baby doll.
- Where are you going?
I need some air.
Should I go after her?
No. It'll only
make it worse.
Either one of us.
Luke, you go talk to her.
What? Why?
Because you're her brother.
Can you please do
what your mother asks you?
Okay.
I don't know what you guys
want me to say to her.
No one said
it would be easy.
Kinsey!
Hey, Kins!
Kinsey!
What are you doing?
I don't know. Mom told me
to come hang with you.
- Such a b*tch.
- Just being dramatic.
- Yeah, ya think?
- I meant you.
F*** off.
You know you're supposed
to inhale those? Cigarettes.
You're supposed to like, um,
actually inhale them.
Come on.
Ah, Sis,
just get over it.
They wanna send you away.
I mean, boo-f***in'-hoo.
Yeah, you're
out of here next year.
You get to start
your own life.
Maybe it's like that
for you too.
You know, this place
could be a fresh start.
You could be
whoever you want to be.
Don't.
You really think
I know we are.
It's not like
we haven't tried everything.
Yeah.
It'll be nice to have the house
back to ourselves again, I guess,
once Luke goes off to college.
We can do it on the couch
like we used to.
I look so tired.
You look beautiful.
I love you.
You lock 'em out?
Mm-mmm.
Guys, the door's not even locked.
Is Tamara home?
You lost or something?
You want me to call someone?
Are you okay?
Same girl?
Yeah.
Where are the kids?
- What?
- Did they wander off?
Luke!
Kinsey!
I'm gonna get my shoes.
I'm sure they're okay.
I mean...
- That girl weirded me out, hon.
- Yeah. Yeah, that was...
a little...
Remember when I was
in Little League?
You used to follow me
to the park.
Yeah, I always wanted to play.
You never let me.
Well, 'cause you were little, Sis.
That's just how it goes.
You could barely lift up the
bat, let alone hit anything.
Here.
Wind up for the pitch.
Mmm, what about
the mailbox?
Oh, nice.
- Should have let me play.
- Hmm.
What do you think Uncle Marv and Aunt
Sheryl do here all alone in the winter?
Oh, I don't know.
Probably have tons
of filthy, porno sex.
Ew.
Weird.
Yeah.
- Are you scared?
- No.
Hello.
Hello.
Oh, geez!
I'm gonna kill you.
That's not funny.
Oh, God.
Mmm. Bingo.
Okay, yes. One shot.
- Three.
- Two.
All right.
- What was that?
- I don't know.
- Come on, we should get out of here.
- Wait. Wait.
Is somebody there?
- Luke, seriously, let's go.
- No, let's just...
Hello.
Is somebody there?
Oh, geez.
It scared me
half to death.
What the hell is that?
Nothing.
What the hell?
What the f***?
- Luke.
- What?
Oh, my God.
Come on.
- Okay. Okay.
- Come on. Come on.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Where are we?
- I don't know.
- Did we come from that way? No, no...
- I don't... I don't know.
It all looks the same.
Here. Okay.
- Jesus!
- You guys, what the hell is going on?
Uncle Marv and Aunt Sheryl are all cut
up and there's blood everywhere...
- Luke.
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