Trespassers Page #4

So they make up these silly stories | to scare us off.

They don't want us | f***ing up their beaches.

Yeah, but that doesn't explain why | everyone just disappeared.

I mean, what about the bikes?

What about the truck you found wide open?

I don't know, Ashley. | Just because I don't have the answers...

doesn't mean I'm going to believe | some stinking pile of voodoo bullshit.

Damn it!

You're sure we're going the right way?

I mean, none of these dunes | look familiar at all.

Yeah, I just got turned around, all right? | The car is right over there.

Let me get the bike | to the top of the hill. Okay?

I just don't think this is the right way. | I don't...

Javier, are you sure? | I mean, it's just that it doesn't seem right.

Look, I'm a little freaked out, okay?

I'm sure. I just got turned around. | It's all right.

Okay? Don't worry about it.

Hey!

Javier? Oh, my gosh!

- Are you okay? | - Get this damn thing off my leg.

Okay.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Oh, my God!

- Sh*t. | - I think it's broken.

Go get help.

Javier, I can't just leave you out here.

You have to, okay? You just have to.

Oh, sh*t.

The car is right down there. All right?

- Okay. Okay, look. | - Okay.

I'm going to go get Colin, okay?

Okay. Okay, just...

- I'll be back. Okay? | - Okay.

Be careful!

Don't leave me here! F***!

Colin!

Colin!

I salvaged some stuff from the compound.

I've been holed up here for a while.

No freaks come in, it's pretty safe.

Are you okay?

I went back to the car, and you were gone.

I thought that you left me here.

Ashley. There's something outside, okay?

It got Lucky.

And Rose.

Javier's dead.

Sit by the fire.

You're gonna have to sit close. | I can't build it too big.

Oh, my God.

They're real.

The chacals are real.

- The what? | - Chacals.

What are they?

The guy at the taco stand told us | a story about this place.

Okay, this place is cursed.

It's the curse of El Gringo.

El Gringo was what the locals called | the guy who brought his cult to this spot...

30 years ago.

He promised them heaven...

but delivered them to hell.

What he didn't know was | that according to the locals...

this place was unlivable.

But they set up | their compound here anyway.

They followed El Gringo blindly.

We have all come down here | to form a new family at Punta Abreojos.

So forget about your fears, | your feelings of inadequacy.

Look around, your brothers and sisters. | Feel the love.

Society has let you down.

But here, we can build anew. | We can start over.

This is God's country.

This is where we start over.

Hallelujah!

He made them pray for hours every day...

promising them that | with dedication and patience...

the Lord would provide for them.

It all seemed to work fine.

For a while.

But he never made plans | on how to sustain for his followers.

He said they could live off the land.

But the land wasn't enough.

They were starving.

Even the ocean didn't provide for them.

When El Gringo finally brought them food...

some of them thought | maybe he could work miracles.

Open your eyes!

But it was all a lie. | He wasn't working miracles.

He was kidnapping local children | and feeding them to his followers.

When they found out, they were furious.

They wanted revenge.

So they killed him?

No.

No, they didn't kill him. | They did something far worse.

They cut off his eyelids.

Then they buried him in the ground | facing the sun.

Do not forsake me!

I am his chosen son!

I will rise up and devour thee!

Do not forsake me! I am his chosen son!

Open your eyes!

Open your eyes.

He was stuck there for days...

praying to God for revenge | against those who wronged him.

Only it wasn't God who answered.

Come on, you're telling me...

that everyone that comes down here | gets attacked by some mad hippie f***?

No, it's the chacals.

The chacals are the ones that eat people.

They're cursed with hunger. | He makes them that way.

They feed or they die.

If you meet El Gringo | and he looks into your eyes...

he sees what's inside of you. | And you might become a chacal.

Depending on what's in here.

- You don't believe me. | - I don't know what to believe.

I mean, | he said that every chacal was a visitor...

I mean, somebody north of the border.

You know, they came to this beautiful land | with the mind only to take.

Like us.

I don't know about that...

but there's something outside | and there's more than one of them.

So I figure, in the morning, | right as the sun comes over the horizon...

- we run for it. | - Run for what?

The car. I know where it is.

But first we have to survive the night here.

Keep that close to you. | Might come in handy.

Where did you get the knife from?

It's Tyler's.

I got it for him five years ago, | for his birthday.

He's a Navy SEAL. For real.

Tough guy. He's always been a fighter.

Come here.

- How many are there? | - I don't know. I can't tell.

- Colin. | - What?

Door!

The window.

Use the gas tanks!

Are they gone?

I think they're gone.

He's not moving. Let's make a run for it.

Oh, sh*t!

Come on, it's right over this dune.

- Slow down. | - Come on, Ash.

- We gotta keep moving. | - I can't. No, I'm tired.

Hey, Ashley, be careful.

Tyler?

Tyler, it's me, Colin.

Lucky?

Lucky?

Colin!

Colin!

Tyler, what the f***? It's your brother.

It's me, Colin. Tyler, what...

Colin?

Colin!

Is there gas?

I don't know how far it's gonna get us.

Well, the farther we get from here, | the better.

Come on.

What's that?

Let me see.

Oh, come on.

Sh*t.

Okay.

Colin, come on. Get the bike started.

It's almost there. It's almost there.

Get the f***ing bike started!

You on?

Did you see that?

Oh, sh*t.

Don't look at him! Don't look into his eyes!

Hang on!

Open your eyes.

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