You're Next
(WOMAN MOANING)
(BEDSPRINGS SQUEAKING)
(MOANING)
Mm. Oh, yeah, baby.
Oh, yeah.
(PANTS)
I'm gonna take a shower.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SHOWER RUNNING)
(WIND CHIMES RATTLING)
(TWIGS SNAPPING)
()
(WHIRRING)
(THE DWIGHT TWILLEY BAND'S "LOOKING
FOR THE MAGIC" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)
All my life I'm looking
for the magic
I've been looking for the magic
Fantasize on a sexy little tragic
I've been looking for the magic
In my eyes
Stay a while till the
city is a desert
She's been looking for the treasure
In my eyes
Oh, in her eyes
To keep, oh, oh, oh
The magic in her eyes
Baby, in my eyes
Baby, in my eyes
()
(GASPING)
()
(SCREAMING)
()
Huh. Looks like Erik Henson's home.
PAUL:
Yeah. I heard he left hiswife for some college student.
He might be living here full time now.
Oh, that's a shame.
We're so isolated up here,
it might be nice to have a neighbor.
I guess.
I got this.
Okay.
That's funny.
What?
It's open.
Doesn't look like
anyone's been in here.
Oh, you know, I bet the workmen left the
door open last time they were here.
I'll get the groceries out of the car
and check on the furnace.
()
So your parents are pretty waded, right?
Yeah, I guess.
My dad retired from KPG last year, and
he got an insane severance package.
Wait, KPG?
As in, the defense contractor?
Yeah.
He was just in marketing, though.
Why?
Is that a problem for you, babe?
Having dinner with fascists?
No. No. I want to meet your family.
I hope this means there's gonna be
some good booze at your place, though.
(SIGHS)
Probably not.
My mom's on medication.
Can we stop somewhere
and get some, then?
Yes, we should. Good call. Heh.
Yes
()
(THUDDING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
Hey, I lit the furnace. Sorry.
You okay?
Were you just upstairs?
No, I was in the basement.
Did you hear that, just now?
Hear what?
I heard footsteps.
I think someone's in the house.
Are you sure?
Paul, we gotta get out of here!
Aubrey.
Hurry up!
No. You go outside.
You come outside with me!
It's a creaky old house.
Paul! There is someone up there!
(SIGHS)
I'll take this with me. Okay?
Are you happy?
No!
All right. You wait outside.
I'll be out in a minute.
Careful.
I will.
(FLOORBOARD CREAKING)
Hello?
(FOOTSTEPS)
(THUMPING)
()
Oh!
Crispian!
Dad.
You scared the sh*t out of me!
Yeah.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
Oh, God.
Not to get off
on the wrong foot here,
but why is Mom
in the driveway crying?
Oh, God. Come with me.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(FOOTSTEPS DESCENDING STAIRS)
()
Hey.
(AUBREY SOBBING)
You Okay?
Crispian and I looked in every room on
the second floor. There's nobody there.
AUBREY:
Oh, God.I'm so silly.
(SNIFFLES)
Honey. I'm sorry.
No. No.
You're embarrassed.
PAUL:
No, I'm not.You must be Erin.
ERIN:
Yes.Nice to meet you.
ERIN:
Nice to meet you.Glad you could make it.
Hey, you. Come here.
It's okay.
Oh, we brought whiskey.
Well, come on in.
We'll be there in a minute.
Heh. What's going on?
I... I... Don't ask. I don't know.
So your dad bought this place
to fix up?
Yeah. Supposed to be
his retirement project,
something for him to work on,
but I'm pretty sure so far
he's just paid other people
to work on it.
Hey!
(BEDSPRINGS SQUEAK)
You're gonna break this bed.
It's like a hundred years old.
Sorry. Your folks seem cool.
I mean, for people with money.
You're lucky.
(SCOFFS)
I guess.
No, you are.
You don't know what most people would
give to have folks like yours.
(CRISPIAN SIGHS)
Whatever that means.
(CHUCKLES)
Come here.
So your brothers and sister
get in tomorrow?
Yeah. Tomorrow is my parents'
actual anniversary.
Thirty-five years,
can you imagine?
No. I can't, really.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
Well, I look forward to meeting
the rest of your family tomorrow.
They're something.
It's been a long time
since we've all been together
so it should be interesting.
How so?
You'll see.
()
(CREAKING)
(MAN 1 SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON TV)
(MAN 2 SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
MAN 2:
Not in person?WOMAN:
It's crazy.ERIN:
Not in person.MAN 2:
Like old black and white videos.ERIN:
You've seen them.You've seen the videos.
But when they stand up, they're taller
than you, and if they've got baby...
I feel like kangaroos fight guys
named Gentleman Jack.
It's serious.
Like, twisty, curly.
Hey.
How you doing?
Morning. Good morning.
Good morning.
Hey, buddy.
You ever see kangaroos fight?
Stop!
KELLY:
Okay, okay.Kelly?
Do some funny little...
Up on their tails?
KELLY:
Okay.Ow! Don't hit me.
Stop it. Come on.
P*ssy.
Don't.
You almost hit my face.
KELLY:
Crispian...DRAKE:
Don't kiss him. Don'tkiss my wife. It's rude.
Ugh. Gross! That is sick.
Thank you.
Come here and kiss me.
KELLY:
Oh, I'm sorry. He's your brother.DRAKE:
Yeah.KELLY:
I'm not allowedto kiss your brother.
Reminds me of when you were a kid.
You should've seen him.
No, you shouldn't have.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah. He was like a little chubby angel.
Really?
KELLY:
A little cherub.DRAKE:
Yeah.He says "only a little chubby".
CRISPIAN:
I have a round face.That doesn't mean I'm fat.
It doesn't mean he's fat.
ERIN:
It means you're beautiful.DRAKE:
All the fat on him means he's fat.Don't go just by his face.
CRISPIAN:
I'm not fat.(PAPER RUSTLING)
Hey.
Oh, hello.
Um, I was just wondering if you need
any help in here with anything.
I think I'm all set.
Okay.
Actually... Erin?
Yeah?
I am out of milk.
Oh. Uh, okay.
Could you go over
to the neighbor's house
and see if he has some?
His name's Erik.
Okay.
Well, I'll be right back.
PAUL:
How's this look, Drake?DRAKE:
Beautiful. Great color.PAUL:
Grain looks nice, doesn't it?DRAKE:
Yeah.CRISPIAN:
I don't know about this grain.What's going on over here?
Work.
Hey, babe.
ERIN:
Boys. You look so adorable.Can you hold that?
Ready?
Beautiful.
Come join us, Erin.
Your mom just asked me
to go to your neighbor's
to see if I could borrow some milk.
Really?
ERIN:
Yeah.CRISPIAN:
All right.I'll be back in a minute.
PAUL:
Sounds like your mom.DRAKE:
That's right.Don't start.
Don't start with me.
Looks so good, Dad.
PAUL:
Thanks, Drake.So how'd that fellowship thing
turn out?
Oh. Uh...
Not so good.
No?
No. Uh...
I guess there were a lot of applicants
this year, and...
I haven't exactly been
published recently, so...
Well, there are some people
that aren't published
that do get the fellowship,
you know.
Shut the door.
Where'd your brother
find that girl?
I don't know. Student?
Former student?
Huh.
Current student.
(SCOFFS)
I'll bet she's kind of annoying.
Accent's just, like,
so jarring to me.
(THUDDING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
Hey, I lit the furnace. Sorry.
You okay?
Were you just upstairs?
No, I was in the basement.
Did you hear that, just now?
Hear what?
I heard footsteps.
I think someone's in the house.
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