Unhinged Page #2

- Yeah, yeah.

Exactly.

- Yeah.

Okay.

- Okay.

Right come on guys we need

to pull ourselves together.

Okay?

All of us.

- Okay.

- Come on, let's go in.

(Gina knocking)

I don't think anyone's here.

- Hello?

(gasps)

(dramatic drumming music)

Oh, oh, I'm, I'm so sorry.

- Hello dears.

- We're lost.

- I shan't imagine

you'd be here otherwise.

- Well we're running low on gas.

Could you help?

- Do I look like

a petrol station?

- We were hoping you could

point us in the right direction.

- Well there's nothing around

here for miles and miles.

I mean, I'd offer

you a telephone

but you see I don't

have anyone to ring.

Well I may know

someone who can help.

Are you ladies coming in?

(gentle piano music)

- Yeah yeah.

- The gardener

comes on Wednesday.

I don't have many guests but

if you girls wish to stay then,

I'm sure he can sort some petrol

and get you on your way then.

Oh, how rude of me.

My name is Miss Perkins.

I have very strict rules.

You see I'm not used to visitors

having always lived here alone.

I like my routines.

Dinner is served at six and

lights are out at eight.

(clock chiming)

So, where are you all heading?

- [Gina] Oh, Melissa

is getting married.

- Married?

- Yeah (chuckles).

- How sweet.

- Have you ever been

married Miss Perkins?

- Me?

No, marriage doesn't mean

very much in my opinion.

A romantic fiction,

but, what do I know?

I'm just an old lady, living

in the middle of nowhere,

no one to save me, and

no one to let me down.

I take pleasure in

the finer things.

Reading, cooking,

farming, hunting.

You see, it is possible to live

without the need of another.

- Well this looks yummy.

- Yeah, thank you so much.

- I do what I can.

(eerie music)

I hope your stay is

equally to your liking.

Respect my rules and I'll

respect you girls' space.

- [Thalia] She

seems a little odd.

- Yeah well she seems nice

enough to let us stay.

- Well it doesn't mean

she's a nice person.

- It will be fine.

- Hey look I've been thinking,

I don't think we

need to keep driving.

I think we're deep enough.

You know if we can't get the

car fixed before Wednesday,

if we get the chance

we need to get the body

and get it in the woods here.

Bury it here.

- [Thalia] Here?

- Well yeah this place

isn't even on the map.

- Exactly, and then

we'll be back en route.

On Wednesday morning we

can get to the wedding

without anyone knowing anything.

- [Thalia] Where?

- I don't know, in the woods?

- Do we have to, like,

you know, cut up the body?

- Gina!

- F*** Gina?

This isn't f***ing Dexter!

- I don't know.

- [Thalia] You reckon

we could sneak out

without her noticing?

(loud knocking)

- Sh*t.

(door creaking)

- Lights out in five, girls.

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)

I said lights out.

(eerie music)

(clock chiming)

- F***.

Oh god.

I really need to call Brandon.

We were supposed to

arrive hours ago you know?

What will his

parents be thinking?

What would Mom and Dad think?

- Well you don't need to

worry about that do you?

- Look, Lisa, I was wondering.

I was hoping you would

be my Maid of Honor.

- Took you long enough.

- Well it's just that you

know, me and Brandon...

- Yeah, it's fine.

Course.

- So I was thinking...

- Night Mel.

(eerie music)

(Thalia crying)

- I thought I said you

were sleeping on the floor.

- Well my back was hurting.

- Fine, but don't get any ideas.

Stop being a creeper.

(Thalia giggling)

I said stop.

(Thalia giggling)

I thought last

time was a one off.

- Yeah it was, just like

the time before that.

(delicate piano music)

- You wanna do this here,

in this creepy house?

- Yeah.

(giggles) Yeah.

All I want is you.

(Thalia moaning)

(bed pounding)

- Are they?

Are they?

(Melissa chuckles)

- Oh my god, I didn't

think they were.

- I think Gina likes

her a little more.

You can't say anything, okay?

(both giggling)

- Do you think Miss

Perkins will hear?

- Oh I really hope not.

- She might think it's us.

(both giggling)

That'll be you in two days time.

- Well I prefer it

be with my husband.

(light tapping)

(ominous music)

- What's that?

- I hope it's not Miss Perkins.

(floor creaking)

- [Thalia] There's

someone in the shed.

- [Melissa] What?

- In the shed.

There's someone in the shed.

Shhh.

Shhh.

Hurry.

- [Man] I don't like them here.

Whores.

Sluts.

- [Miss Perkins] They're

only here for one night.

Then they'll be gone.

- [Man] I saw them.

I saw them all strutting

around my house

dressed like whores.

The four of them, they

are disgusting sluts

and I want them gone.

- [Miss Perkins] Please

be calm, oh please.

Look, I will sort this

tomorrow, I promise you.

- [Man] I said I don't like

them, I don't like them

being here, you hear?

I want them gone!

Get out!

Get out now!

- [Thalia] Let's

get back inside!

- [Melissa] Let's go, let's go!

What the f***?

That was f***ed up.

- [Thalia] I don't

like them being here?

- [Lisa] I thought she

said she lived alone?

- [Melissa] Okay guys

I know that was weird

but maybe it was just some

crazy a**hole or something.

- Something about his

tone, that wasn't normal.

- I know, I know.

- Look I don't know, I mean

we've had a shitty day.

We've got one day after today.

Let's just go to bed.

(floor creaking)

(door creaking)

- [Gina] No, Mel's right.

We had a really hard day today.

We're probably just tired.

Yeah.

- [Lisa] Yeah.

- [Gina] Let's go to bed.

It'll be fine.

It's probably

nothing, like nothing.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- [Gina] Good night.

- [Lisa] Good night, girls.

- Shh, good night.

(eerie music)

(door creaking)

(floor creaking)

(stairs creaking)

- [Miss Perkins]

Breakfast girls!

- Oh, morning.

- Toast and honey,

good for the spirit.

I do apologize.

You know there's not a

lot to do around here.

Umm, I mean I have all sorts

of books and well more books

and umm, I mean you

can enjoy the weather,

but I would stay

away from the woods.

They are quite the maze.

Easy to get lost and hard

to find your way back.

- Um, thank you, looks amazing.

- Yes thank you.

(ominous music)

- Okay.

Go, go, go.

Okay, we need to

start digging, okay.

We need to find a

shovel or something.

- Did you not just hear

what she just said in there

about the woods?

- Oh come on.

Have you got any better ideas?

Look if she doesn't see us

leave what does it matter?

- Guys I don't know

if I can do this.

- It's okay, you don't have to.

- I'm sorry I just don't think

I can deal with the body.

- It's fine you don't have to.

- Right well we need to

find a spade or something.

- We could look in the shed.

- What?

We're not going in

the f***ing shed.

What if someone's in there?

- Thalia?

- We could knock.

- No f***ing shed!

No, we have to find

something else.

- Now I kinda wanna

look in the shed!

(rifle clicking)

(dramatic music)

(tinkling music)

- If one does not

hunt, one does not eat.

- Um, Miss Perkins,

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