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take over in an hour or so.

Mmm, that's great,

then I can go

and not sleep in there.

SARAH:
Listen,

Goran's gonna be here

in the morning.

All we have to do is

last through the night.

Yeah, I mean, that's assuming

he shows up in that SUV

and doesn't ride in here on

a f***in' Vespa or something.

Look, I know Kate

is being a b*tch

but this plan really does

have a lot of holes in it.

You know, what if he

does miss his plane?

What if the bridge

is washed out?

What if he doesn't get here?

And you know what?

If he does get here,

how do we know we can even

trust this f***in' guy?

He's one of them, right?

SARAH:
Vladimir

was one of them.

I don't know.

SARAH:
Greg.

(GREG SCREAMS)

What the f***, get off me!

Get the f*** off me!

SARAH:
Greg, it's me,

it's Sarah, it's me,

it's Sarah.

It's Sarah, it's Sarah.

ALEX:
You guys all right?

SARAH:
Yeah, it's

okay, we're fine.

ALEX:
Then stop

freakin' me out!

(GREG PANTING)

SARAH:
Greg.

We were shooting

at an all-girl's school

to...

I don't know.

To show how things were

changing over there.

And we were...

Finished the shot,

we were leaving,

we were walking

through the door

and these two local

Taliban showed up.

And this is the south,

I mean,

this isn't hardcore

Swat Valley Taliban.

These were just local police.

You know, guys like

this, they just...

They just come in and they

break some windows.

And they flip some tables.

And they burn books

and then they lecture

the women,

and then they f*** off.

But this time

it was different.

Because this time

they see me.

And they see my camera.

And the chance to

make a splash.

To make the news

in America.

(WEAKLY) So they take

this little girl...

She may be 10 years old.

She'd just learned

to read and write.

She was learning English.

I mean, f***,

the future of the country.

And they pulled

out this big knife.

They made me film it.

(SNIFFLES)

SARAH:
Greg, there was

nothing you could've done.

They had machine guns,

there's not... (SNIFFLING)

You couldn't have done

anything to stop them.

I didn't even try!

I didn't even try!

I didn't even try.

(GREG SOBBING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Hey.

What is it?

Nothing.

All right,

come on, let's go.

SARAH:
What is that,

a pipe?

Hey, wake up.

What?

GREG:
What the hell

were you thinking?

What, I'm sorry,

I was trying to take

the edge off.

GREG:
Dude, why the f***

would you want no edge?

SARAH:
You guys,

where's Kate?

I don't know.

Oh, sh*t.

GREG:
Becky, get up,

we got trouble.

SARAH:
Becky, Kate's missing.

BECKY:
She's not

in the cellar.

Sh*t!

Way to go, Alex.

What do you want

me to say, dude?

I'm sorry, okay.

Why would she

sneak off without us?

'Cause Kate looks

out for number one,

that's why.

Exactly. Even if

I was awake,

what am I gonna do,

talk Kate from going

out the f***ing door?

SARAH:
Shh.

WOMAN:
(CRYING) Help me.

(SARAH GASPS)

SARAH:
We have

to do something.

(CRYING) Help me.

(CRYING) Help...

SARAH:
We can't just

stand here, you guys!

I'm going.

(STAMMERS)

Don't, don't go out there.

They're trying to lure us

out there, it's a trap.

I swear to God,

Greg, please.

He's right, he's right,

you can't do it alone.

ALEX:
Thank you.

Okay, we'll all

go out together.

What the f***!

Why, why?

Kate wouldn't do it for us.

What? She wouldn't.

You guys good?

Yeah, yeah.

All right,

come on.

ALEX:
Aw, f*** me, man.

GREG:
Watch yourself.

ALEX:
I can't, I...

(GREG SHUSHING)

BECKY:
Sh*t, hold still.

GREG:
Don't f***ing wave

that poker in my face.

If you poke me

in the eyes...

(CLATTERING)

SARAH:
Um, sorry,

sorry, sorry.

GREG:
Becky.

BECKY:
Okay, I know.

GREG:
Shh.

Sarah, what do you see?

GREG:
I can't see anything,

Sarah, can you see anything?

(WOMAN MOANING)

GREG:
I hear something, Sarah.

Sarah.

ALEX:
I can't see

my f***ing hand

in front of my face.

GREG:
Alex, shut the f*** up.

There's people

out here, come on.

(WOMAN MOANING)

ALEX:
I heard something.

God, God.

(CRYING) Help me.

Oh, my God.

GREG:
Shh.

I can hear her.

BECKY:
Oh, my God.

GREG:
I can hear her,

guys, come on, come on.

Guys, stay low.

BECKY:
Wait, wait, wait.

SARAH:
Quiet, quiet, quiet,

quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet.

(WOMAN MOANING)

GREG:
Sarah, can

you see anything?

GREG:
Stop. Stop.

BECKY:
Oh, my God.

No. Shh, listen.

(WOMAN WHIMPERING)

Oh, my God.

GREG:
I can hear her,

I can hear her.

Alex, Alex.

ALEX:
Kate?

BECKY:
I heard her.

ALEX:
Kate?

GREG:
Kate?

BECKY:
No, I can't hear it.

GREG:
Sarah, what do you see?

SARAH:
I can't see.

GREG:
Sarah, what do you see?

SARAH:
What do I...

I think it's the trees.

ALEX:
I think

we're at the barn.

SARAH:
Oh, my God!

(ALL CLAMORING)

BECKY:
Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

(ALL SCREAMING)

ALEX:
She's dead,

I'm going back to the house!

SARAH:
Alex!

GREG:
Sarah, Sarah,

Sarah, just wait.

Wait, there's nothing

we can do for her.

(SARAH WEEPING)

(FROGS CROAKING)

GREG:
They're still out here.

(SARAH GASPS)

GREG:
Sarah.

Sarah, come on.

SARAH:
Greg.

GREG:
Guys, let's get

the f*** out of here.

Becky.

(GASPS) Let's get

back inside.

(SARAH WEEPS)

Sarah, come on.

Yeah, go check the

bedrooms, go, come on!

SARAH:
Greg, can I talk

to you for a second?

Sarah, go! Just go

f***ing help Alex!

No, I have to

tell you something!

Quit f***ing around, come on!

SARAH:
God damn it!

Alex, Alex, Alex.

This is some

f***ing bullshit.

SARAH:
Goran's car's

in the barn.

ALEX:
What?

SARAH:
Goran's car

is in the barn right now.

Goran's here?

SARAH:
No, his car

is in the barn

and it's covered in dust.

What are you saying?

SARAH:
Oh, my God,

the barn.

Holy sh*t,

where's your laptop?

What the f*** are

you talking about?

Give me your laptop.

Come on,

where the f*** is it?

(MAN SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Come on, come on.

What? What's okay,

what the f*** is this?

VLADIMIR:
The camera

is not on.

We were just talking

about this.

It's not on.

SARAH:
(SOFTLY) There.

ALEX:
What is that?

Oh, sh*t.

(SNIFFLING)

Oh, sh*t.

What are we

going to do?

She's right the f***

out there.

Okay, okay, okay.

So she's

a f***ing psychopath.

She saw it,

she killed Goran,

she killed Kate.

Why the f*** did

she kill Vladimir?

I don't know!

(GASPS) Because he saw.

BOTH:
Greg.

Oh, sh*t, Greg,

Greg, Greg, sh*t.

What?

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Hurry, come on,

let's go!

Come on, come on!

(ALL CLAMORING)

No, no, no, I can't go

down there with her.

Will you listen to me

for once in your life?

I'm not gonna stand around

debating this with you.

Go downstairs now!

(CRASHING)

ALEX:
Jesus!

SARAH:
Oh, my God, Greg!

Oh, my God!

Jesus f***ing Christ,

don't touch me.

Get the f*** away from me.

SARAH:
Greg, Greg.

Oh, my God, I don't

know what to do.

Don't touch it,

don't touch it,

don't touch me,

don't touch me!

(SHUSHING)

Greg!

(CRASHING AND SHATTERING)

(SHUSHING)

(CRASHING AND THUDDING)

(MUFFLED SPEECH)

(CRASHING AND THUMPING)

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