Wolf Creek Page #4

Bang!

[Mick laughing]

[Screaming hysterically]

[Chuckles]

Well, nothing happens

when the bolt's open, you see?

[Laughs]

[Rifle clicks]

Uh-oh!

[Kristy shrieking]

[Screaming]

[Mick laughing]

The look on your f***in' face!

[Kristy] Why are you doing this?

Why?

Please! If you let me go,

I won't tell anyone.

- Shh, shh, shh.

- [Kristy] I won't! I won't!

Oome on. Oalm down.

Listen to Uncle Michael.

Oome on.

[Mick] Now, as I keep tellin' ya,

you know, I always

use a rubber with you c*nts.

[Kristy screams]

- I don't know where you been.

- [Screaming]

F*** you!

[Mick] Mmm.

Mmm!

Mmm!

[Kristy] Get away from me!

F*** you!

F*** you, c*nt!

No!

Aah!

[Spitting]

F*** you, c*nt!

You f***ing loser!

You f***ing loser.

Thank you very much.

You know...

You know how I know

that you're not gonna tell nobody?

You know how I know?

No! No!

[Mick] Off with your little pinkies.

[Kristy continues screaming]

F***!

[Air hissing]

[Kristy screaming]

Ah!

[Mick] Jesus Ohrist, Mick!

Rule number one.

Put the bloody fire out.

For f***'s sake!

[Mick] Bloody hell!

[Muttering]

Shh! Kristy!

- [Shrieking]

- Shh! Shh!

Please! Shh!

[Sobbing]

Shh! Shh!

Where's Ben?

Where's Ben?

Shh. Kristy, you have to be quiet.

Shh!

Oh. You're still awake, are ya?

You know, a man's a real goose, eh?

I mean, it took four hours

to get those f***in' parts

out of your car, right?

Now the bastard thing's all burnt.

What do ya think of that?

[Sobbing]

[Mick groaning]

Bloody this, all.

Now...

Where were we?

Eh?

Oh, yeah.

Let's play. Hey?

[Chuckling]

[Mick grunting]

[Mick] You like to play, don't ya?

You like to play, hey?

Hey? Hey?

You like to play, do ya?

Hey? Hey?

That stupid b*tch over there.

See that stupid b*tch over there?

She loved it.

While she lasted.

Good few months.

We were great together, you know?

Till she lost her head!

[Panting]

- [Banging]

- [Groaning]

- [Kristy panting]

- How about...

How about I cut your tits off, hey?

Out your tits off.

You're all the same,

you foreign c*nts.

Weak as piss.

[Rifle c*cks]

[Kristy laughing]

Now, how the hell did you get out?

You're wasting your time, eh?

It's not loaded.

I only put one up the spout.

[Stuttering] Let her go.

Now!

Get away from her!

Now!

Now, Lizzy.

Now, a rifle in the wrong hands can be,

you know, really dangerous.

- So, give me the f***in'...

- [gunshot]

[Groaning]

[Muffled] Kill him!

[Rifle clicking]

Kill him!

No!

[Yelling]

[Kristy sobbing]

[Kristy] Please help me.

[Liz] Oome on.

No! No!

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Don't go!

[Sobbing]

[Kristy] Yes!

[Engine starts]

[Rewing]

[Laughing]

[Groaning]

- [Rewing]

- Hang onto something!

Go!

Oome on!

Go, go, go, Liz!

[Indistinct, whimpering]

[Kristy] Go, go!

[Engine dies]

[Both panting]

[Hysterical chuckling]

[Liz] Oome on.

- Push!

- What?

He'll see the lights go over!

[Both straining]

[Crashing]

[Kristy laughing]

- Follow me.

- Are you joking?

[Liz] Oome on.

[Car approaching]

[Engine turns off]

[Car door opens]

[Car door shuts]

[Rustling]

He's going to check on us.

Let's go.

[Gasping]

F***!

He killed that person back there.

Did you see Ben?

She'd been alive for months.

We've got to move.

- He's going to do that to us.

- We can't go that way.

- He's gonna see we're not down there.

- I know, I know!

I've got a set of keys.

- He must have more cars.

- I'm not going back there.

We're in the middle of f***ing nowhere.

We need a car.

Oome on.

[Kristy] Wait. Wait.

- Wait.

- You all right?

I just gotta catch my breath. Wait.

- You OK?

- Yeah.

It's all right. It's all right.

[Coughs]

- [Panting]

- Listen, Kris.

You're just gonna have to wait

here for a minute, all right?

No!

- No!

- Listen, it's just for five minutes.

- Please, don't leave me. Please!

- Listen.

- What if he catches me again?

- He won't, he won't.

Please, don't leave me!

He's not going to

catch you again, all right?

You just have to wait here

for five minutes, OK?

I'll be in and out.

I'll be quicker on my own, OK?

Listen.

[Liz] Look...

If I'm not back, all right,

in five minutes,

just head that way, OK?

And you'll hit a road

eventually, all right?

I'll catch up with you.

OK. I'm quicker on my own.

All right? I'm coming back.

- OK?

- Wait.

- Please.

- Five minutes.

It's OK.

It's all right.

- [Sobbing] Don't go!

- It's all right.

What if he catches me again?

He's not...

He's not gonna...

He's not gonna catch you again,

all right?

Listen.

Listen, you just wait here, all right?

[Sobbing] Please hurry.

[Gasping]

[Barrel spins]

[Metal crashing]

Sh*t!

Oh, God.

[Grunts] Uhh!

Uhh...

Ahh!

[Screaming]

[Continues screaming]

[Whispering] Ben?

[Breathing heavily]

Ben.

[Woman] It's excellent.

Yeah, I've never seen better.

Bella, bella, bellal

I'm sure we did.

I thought we got this fixed.

- Honey, I'm not in the mood, all right?

- [Woman groans]

- [Mick] How's it going, mate?

- Not too good.

[Man] What do you expect?

He's from the country.

That's what happens.

Country people are friendly, though.

[Mick speaking indistinctly]

- Thirsty, are ya?

- Yeah.

Eh? Nothing like rainwater

from the top end.

So far, no sign

of intelligent life forms.

Um, do you wanna say hello?

- Righto. What's your name?

- Graham.

Graham.

Nice to meet you, Graham.

I'm Ben.

- This one too?

- Yeah, man.

[Panting]

[Keys jingling]

[Engine faltering]

[Engine starts]

[Mick laughs]

[Grunting]

- Ah!

- [Liz gurgling]

[Moaning]

[Sobbing]

[Mick laughing]

Hey.

Like your little mate said before,

you know.

[Mick] That's not a knife.

This is a knife.

[Screaming]

[Mick] Now, come on.

Oome on, Lizzie.

Oome on!

Settle down, you know.

That's not gonna kill ya. All right?

I got a bullet hole in me neck

and I'm not whingeing, am I? No.

[Screaming]

I'm gonna have to do something, Lizzy.

So as you don't try

and run out on me, you know?

It's... It's a little trick they used to

use in the Vietnam War, you know?

So they could take prisoners

and they still get the same

information out of 'em.

But the little buggers didn't escape.

You with me?

You with me?

- You see what I mean? Eh?

- [Screaming]

No! No!

Now that!

That's for f***in' wreckin'

me f***in' truck, you b*tch!

[Wheezing]

Now, this little procedure...

...is called "making a head on a stick."

Because once your

spine's severed, right...

[Liz] No!

[Gasping]

That's what you are, hey?

Head on a stick. [laughs]

Now...

Let's talk about your little mate,

um, Kristy.

[Whispering] Liz.

Liz.

[Panting]

[Panting]

[Gasping]

[Panting]

[Wheezing]

[Car approaching]

[Gasping]

What happened?

[Sobs]

Jesus.

I'll get a blanket.

Get you some help.

[Distant gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[Thud]

[Breathing heavily]

- [Retching]

- [Insects buzzing]

No! No!

[Moaning]

Oh!

[Engine faltering]

[Screeching]

[Engine faltering]

[Rewing engine]

[Engine turns over]

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