Wrong Turn

Synopsis: Chris Flynn is driving his car for a job interview in another city. However, an accident with a trunk transporting chemical products blocks the highway and Chris looks for an alternative route through the mountains of West Virginia to accomplish his schedule. Due to a lack of attention, he crashes another car parked in the middle of the road with flat tires. Chris meets a group of five friends, who intended to camp in the forest, and they decide to leave the couple Francine and Evan on the place, while Chris, Jessie, Carly and her fiancé Scott tries to find some help. They find a weird cabin in the middle of nowhere, where three violent cannibalistic mountain men with the appearance of monsters live. The two couples try to escape from the mountain men while chased by them.
Genre: Horror
Director(s): Rob Schmidt
Production: 20th Century Fox Distribution
  3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.1
Metacritic:
32
Rotten Tomatoes:
41%
R
Year:
2003
84 min
$15,176,515
Website
4,728 Views


Whoo! Whoo-hoo!

Oh, yeah!

Okay, you're great.

- You got the line?

- Yeah. Come on up, slowpoke.

Help!

You okay? You know,

we're 50 miles from anybody.

- Who are you screamin' for?

- You!

Come on.

Just pull me up!

Rich?

Just pull me up.

All right, don't be a dick,

Richie. I need a pull.

Rich?

Rich?

What...

When you plant seed

into your own kin, you anger God.

Still have not been able to locate

the two missing college students.

Richard Stoker and Halley Smith

have been missing since last Monday...

after failing to return

from a weekend of rock...

- Hey. How are you doin'?

Do you have any idea

what's going on up here?

Tractor jackknifed

about five mile up.

Spilled chemicals and sh*t

all over the road.

Any idea how long

it'll take to clean up?

- Couple hours.

- Couple hours?

You in a hurry?

Yeah. I need to get

to Raleigh tonight.

What you oughta do

is get back in your car,

fix your hair a couple

hundred more times...

Thank you.

Hey, Doris.

This is Chris Flynn.

I have a 7:
00 p.m.

interview with Mr. Keller.

I'm, uh, running

about 30 minutes late.

I was wondering if you could...

Hello? Hello?

I'm not gonna make this.

Excuse me, sir.

Do you have a pay phone?

Uh, this one's not working. Do you

have another phone I could use?

Long distance?

What isn't long distance

from here, right?

You cuttin' wise

with me, son?

No, sir, I'm just...

I'm runnin' behind...

and I really need

to make a call.

Well, that'n there

is my only phone.

Right.

Well, uh, the highway's

really jammed up.

Do you know of another

route heading south?

- No.

- No.

Why is this Bear Mountain Road

dotted like this?

- Dirt.

- Dirt road?

'Fraid they ain't got around

to pavin' it yet.

It looks like it runs into the highway

about 15, 20 miles. Is that right?

If you say so.

It could work.

Thank you very much.

You take care, okay?

You're the one

gonna need to take care.

We just got nailed, man!

- Jesus Christ!

- Sh*t!

- Goddamn drunken hillbilly!

- Hey. Hey, you all right?

I'm so sorry.

I just...

- Jesus.

- I was just comin' around the bend.

- I didn't even see... I got distracted.

- My God, you could've died!

- Are you guys all okay?

- Yeah, yeah. You wanna sit down?

You might be in shock.

What were you doing

driving so goddamn fast?

All right, all right.

Why was your truck parked

in the middle of the road?

Because we blew out

our tires, a**hole!

- I'll pay for whatever damage was done.

- That's my mom's car!

All right, Frannie.

The man said he'd pay for...

Oh, looks like you killed

my bike here too.

I'm sorry. I...

How did you blow out your tires?

Someone left some barbed wire

in the middle of the road.

I can't believe someone

just dropped it there.

Nobody dropped anything.

I just found this tied to a tree.

Somebody did this.

Southern hospitality at its finest.

- Redneck a**holes.

- I'm gonna try and find a phone.

I think I saw a gas station

like a couple miles back.

I'm gonna come with you.

There is no phone.

I was just there.

Why don't we just wait for

someone else to come along?

What, like Speed Racer here?

I'm not going anywhere.

Okay, you guys go, and

we'll just stay here, Francine.

- And get high.

- Yeah. So what?

- Careful. They don't like stoners.

- Who are you calling a stoner?

- Your mom.

- Hey, what's your name?

Chris Flynn.

You hurt, Chris Flynn?

- No, I'm fine.

- Good.

- 'Cause you're the mule.

- Oh, no.

You know, I can carry that. You just

had the whole car accident thing.

Yeah, we'll just stay here

and maybe get hit again.

- Are you guys sure you're cool?

- Yeah.

Yeah, we'll be just fine.

Thank you.

- Mess you up.

- Yeah, smoke it up there, uh, Skippy.

- Yeah, have fun.

- I don't f***in'believe this.

Your mom's gonna kick your ass.

God, I cannot get out of my head

what just happened.

- Are you sure you're all right? Yeah?

- Yeah. I'm fine.

What are you guys

doing out here?

Uh, uh, oh, camping.

Uh, I don't know. Actually, we're lost.

You know, a lot of people say who have been

through similar traumatic experiences...

that the following moments kind of feel

like you're moving kind of in slow motion.

- Do you feel like that?

- No.

I should tell you that my voice

is fairly low and normal speed.

Pretty good.

Where'd you get this?

Um, I got it out of my

dad's room, actually.

You can finish it.

I can't believe

they called us stoners.

D*ckheads.

Are you sure

you know where we're going?

Yeah. There was a map

at the gas station.

Oh, I'm so tired already.

I'm starving,

and I'm being eaten by ants.

Are there any on my back?

No, nothing there.

Oh, hey-ho! I call it. Uh, squirrel.

- Well, you said you were hungry, Carly.

- I don't think it's a squirrel.

- It's a mink.

- Really? How do you know?

Probably ran over it.

In medical school, they make you work on

animal cadavers before you get to the real thing.

It's a mink.

It's a mink?

I need to be in Raleigh by 7:00.

Better get a move-on, then.

You know, we should've

just taken her to New York.

No. You know how she loves

this outdoor stuff.

Yeah.

If you ask me, though,

nature sucks.

Well, the next time she gets dumped,

we'll take her to New York.

Drop your pants.

What?

When do people

always show up, Evan?

What are we doing?

Consider it an experiment

in probability theory.

Really?

I love you.

I know.

Now get them

trousers off, boy. Don't be a sissy.

All right.

You know, I've been thinking

about this whole wedding thing...

and I think we should

take a trip down to Mexico.

I'm talking about a long weekend...

margaritas, the two of us

on a beach alone, sunset.

And, you know,

I'm talking about just, just eloping.

- You know what I mean?

- Uh, wait a second.

You wanna know what I think?

Yes, please.

I think if you ever

want to get in my pants again,

Affirmative.

This is the last time

you use the "E" word.

Okay? Okay.

Yeah, it's a disgusting word.

Hey, guys, hold on.

Hey, is anyone up there?

Hello!

- There must be people nearby.

- Anyone up there?

Somebody had to start it.

Let's keep moving.

Hello?

Freaky.

Oh, look at this.

It's f***ed!

Nothing. Nothing.

Hey, did you find

anything to eat?

They took all my Power Bars.

Um, no.

No. Sorry.

Damn it. Scott and Carly

took all our friggin' sunscreen.

Does he have any good CD's?

Mmm. Definitely not.

You know, I think this guy

must be some kind of doctor.

Maybe we could get him to write us

some prescriptions when he gets back.

He doesn't have

any smokes either.

Almost out.

Evan?

Evan? Where are you?

Hey, baby,

what are you doing?

I'm just... amusing myself.

You, uh, getting

anything there, chatty?

No, nothing.

I'm gonna miss this thing.

Why didn't you just fly?

I put all of my money

into that car back there.

Okay, forget eloping, but there is an idea we

should discuss about the band for our wedding.

I think we should hire a... you know,

a Frank Sinatra-type, uh, lead singer...

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Alan B. McElroy

Alan B. McElroy is an American screenwriter, producer, and director of film, television, comic books, and video games. He is best known for his collaborations with Todd McFarlane on the Spawn franchise, and for penning horror films such as Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Myers and Wrong Turn. more…

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