[HEAVY DOOR OPENS]
[ZIPPER UNZIPS]
[HEAVY DOOR CLOSES]
MAN:
Signore.
Signore.
Signore.
[BEEPING]
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
[DOOR OPENS]
MAN:
Buon giorno.
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
He say, "Good morning,"
and ask, "How is your hand?"
PAXTON:
It's, uh...
It's better.
What's left of it.
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
Sorry.
We would like to speak with you
if you feel well enough.
Yeah, yes, that's--
That's all right.
Grazie.
Coffee?
No, thank you.
[MAN SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
WOMAN:
Tell us about this place
you mention, in Slovakia.
It's this...
It's some kind of factory...
where these people,
these very rich people,
they pay to t*rture
and k*ll kids,
mostly backpackers.
And they k*lled
two of my friends.
WOMAN:
Un momento.
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
They, uh...
They take you
from this hostel,
and they bring you
to this factory and...
Yeah, I--
I went there looking for Josh.
He was one of my friends,
and they--
They took him there, and...
And they, uh...
They k*lled him.
[GULPS]
It was horrible.
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
He ask how you survive.
I, uh...
[CROWD SCREAMING]
I escaped.
[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
Who organize this place?
PAXTON:
I don't know.
It's-- It's some kind of...
hunting club.
They, uh...
They all have this--
The same tattoo. It's--
It's a dog.
It's a bloodhound dog.
[WOMAN SPEAKING
IN ITALIAN]
[MAN SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
Strange that you mention
this tattoo.
Why?
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
Because someone was
found dead
in a train station bathroom
in Vienna
with this same bloodhound
tattoo you describe.
[MAN SPEAKING
IN ITALIAN]
WOMAN:
Security tapes
from this station
show him entering
from a platform
where a train arrive earlier
that day from Slovakia.
It came through
the same station in Vienna.
[MAN CONTINUES IN ITALIAN]
You were on that tape.
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]
[¶]
Did his tattoo look something
like this?
What the f*ck's going on?
Help!
Somebody help me!
[SCREAMING]
[PANTING]
Jesus.
You hungry?
It's : in the morning.
I'm supposed
to take these with food.
You want anything?
Yeah, I want you
to talk to someone.
When are you gonna tell
Josh's mother what happened?
I'm not.
She still thinks
her son's in Europe.
What the f*ck
am I supposed to tell her?
She'll go straight
to the police.
Yeah, exactly.
Someone should.
No, no one should.
You don't get it, these people
are tied into everyone.
Somebody starts
asking questions,
they're gonna come after me
and they're gonna find me.
At my grandmother's house?
I've been coming here
since I was a kid.
I can barely find the place.
I had to ask my sister
for directions.
You told your sister
we were here?
Yeah. So?
Well, who else knows?
No one.
Jesus.
I'm doing this
for your protection too.
You know that, right?
Oh, Paxton...
Look,
I took you back
because I felt bad.
But you're
going crazy.
You wake up
every night screaming,
and I can't sleep.
Well, that won't
be a problem anymore.
Paxton, that's not what I--
Oh, f*ck.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR CREAKS, CLOSES]
[CHAIN SAW BUZZING
OUTSIDE]
[CHAIN SAW BUZZING]
Morning!
Paxton?
[GENTLE LAPPING]
Hey.
[¶]
[GASPS]
[SPEAKING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[WOMAN SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
Lorna?
Lorna? Hey.
Sorry, I was trying
to be in the moment.
Absorb.
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
Do you think she ever saw
a c*ck before this class?
If she did,
it was in a Botticelli.
Oh, my God.
If I hear her talk
about how emotional
the Botticellis are
one more time,
I swear to God, I'm gonna
choke the b*tch to death.
[PROFESSOR SPEAKING
IN ITALIAN]
Grazie, Michele.
Ciao.
Arrivederci, Michele.
Until Tuesday.
Are you all packed
for Prague?
Jeans. No heels.
Awesome.
Can't do it on the cobblestone.
I don't know how you do it.
I can teach you
if you bring heels.
[PROFESSOR SPEAKING
IN ITALIAN]
...Axelle.
[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
Si. Axelle.
[MAN WHISTLES,
SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
PROFESSOR:
Hands on your pencils, boys.
[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
[BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]
Would he ever?
Excuse me.
Excuse me. Hi.
Hi.
May I see?
Ah, they're just rough.
Show her.
Don't be shy.
[LAUGHS]
BETH:
That's the one of you.
AXELLE:
Oh, wow, that's beautiful.
Thanks.
How much would you want for it?
I wouldn't sell them.
You can have this one.
Really?
Yeah.
Oh, my God,
thank you so much.
You're welcome.
Can I buy you a drink
or something?
Oh, um...
I'm actually late.
We're catching
a train to Prague,
but, I don't know,
maybe some other time.
Okay.
Yeah! Okay.
Okay.
I'll see ya.
All right, bye, thanks.
BETH:
No, Dad. It's Prague,
we're gonna be fine.
It's not the Ukraine.
Huh?
No.
No, Dad, do not book
the Four Seasons.
Ah, book it, book it, b*tch.
Book it, please.
Because, Dad,
no college students are
staying at the Four Seasons.
And, you know,
it's for old people.
So t-thank you,
but please don't.
What?
Oh, yeah.
Yes, we have chaperones.
Okay, love you. Bye.
[PHONE BEEPS]
Jesus, I hate that he calls
every f*cking five minutes.
All right, let's go.
Hold on. We gotta wait
for someone.
Ooh, who?
Yeah.
No.
Yeah.
No.
She cornered me.
She's homesick, crying.
I felt bad.
What am I supposed to say?
She's homesick for Baltimore?
We're in Rome, for f*ck's sake.
She's not that bad.
[SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
Wow, is that a new journal
you got there?
Yeah, it's a travel journal.
For emotional callbacks.
Of course.
BETH:
Hey, Lorna, we're gonna grab
a drink. You wanna go?
I'm okay, thank you.
All right. Well, we'll see you
in a little bit. Okay.
Knock yourself out,
buddy.
See you later.
Wow.
Ow.
Ow! Ugh.
Excuse you.
as*h*le.
[OPERA MUSIC PLAYING
OVER HEADPHONES]
She's like a -year-old
grandmother.
Whatever, she'll watch
our stuff. She's happy there.
That's what she likes to do.
Oh, we didn't order these.
They're from girl.
[CROWD SHOUTING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Oh.
Whoa, your girlfriend's
stalking us.
Hey. What are you doing here?
You inspired me
to take a trip.
Watch this.
[MAN SPEAKING
IN ITALIAN]
You've got to be kidding me.
Oh, what's your name?
Do you know where we could
score, like, party favors?
What do you need?
I don't know, like bud
and ecstasy, like...
PCP?
Ice? Peyote? Crank?
Okay, okay,
bud and X are good.
Sure.
We...go back to my car.
I got some.
Yeah?
Yeah?
Okay.
MAN:
Ah, f*ck. You know what?
Uh...
I'm trying,
but I can't find them.
Just hang on, yeah?
[MAN CLEARS THROAT]
You want drink?
No, I'm fine.
Grazie.
[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
Hey, you know what?
It's okay.
We can just get it at the club
when we go to Prague.
MAN:
No, stay.
[¶]
I find them, okay?
[GRUNTS]
[INHALES, EXHALES]
You smell nice.
Whit, we gotta go.
Lorna's waiting for us.
Yeah, we have
our friend.
You have friend?
Yeah.
One, two, three,
perfetto.
Otherwise, we have
to take turns, huh?
[MEN LAUGH]
You know, we're gonna go,
so never mind.
MAN:
Where you go?
I knew you were a tease,
you f*cking c**t.
What the f*ck
did you call me?
I called you
stupid f*cking American c**t!
f*ck you!
You know what?
The train to f*cking Prague
is long, you b*tch.
We'll come see you.
WHITNEY:
Are you f*cking insane?
What?
I f*cking hate that word.
"Oh, you stupid American c**t."
I f*cking lost my temper.
Okay, but it's not like
we're on, like, campus
and you can, like, call the dean
and file a report or something.
[SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
[PANTING]
Oh, my God.
Lorna, what happened?
LORNA:
Some guy took my iPod.
BETH:
What?
Is there, like, a police officer
on the train or something?
Yeah, I'll go check.
BETH: Okay.
[SOBBING]
It had everything.
That's awful, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Here you go.
[MEN SPEAKING
IN ITALIAN]
[PANTING]
[LOCK CLICKS]
It's those f*cking guys.
Those f*cking guys.
The Italian guys
from the room down the hall.
[DOOR RATTLING]
What do we do?
Just be quiet.
[¶]
AXELLE:
Scusi.
Scusi.
Hi.
Hi.
Excuse me, did one
of you girls lose this?
Oh, my God.
How did you know
this was mine?
AXELLE:
I saw some guy
run out of your room.
He tried to take my bag.
I fought him off and this
felled out of his pocket.
I'm a little worried he might
come back looking for me.
BETH:
Well, do you wanna come in here
and hang out with us?
Really? Really?
Yeah, we have an extra seat.
BETH:
Yeah, come in.
Thank you.
AXELLE:
I think...
we all need a little of this.
BETH:
Wow.
Oh, awesome.
Oh, no, thanks.
I don't drink.
Thank you.
AXELLE:
As my father always says:
Nostrovia.
To your health.
ALL:
Nostrovia.
Nostrovia.
[MEN SHOUTING, CHANTING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
So are you going to Prague
for the football match?
I kinda wanna go home.
AXELLE:
Oh, I don't blame you.
I got robbed twice
on the overnight train.
There are so few safe places
left in Europe.
So where are you going?
On a little spa vacation.
Where?
Slovakia.
WHITNEY:
Wait.
Wasn't there, like,
some w*r in Slovakia?
There hasn't been w*r
in Slovakia for years.
That's Bosnia, darling.
Oh, like you knew.
BETH:
I did so.
What are the spas
like there?
AXELLE:
They're the best
natural hot springs
in the world.
I go twice a year.
It's great to get away
from the Italian guys.
They get to be a bit much.
LORNA:
Wow, hot springs?
That sounds so therapeutic.
I wanna go.
AXELLE:
Oh, it's very easy.
You just have
to switch trains in Prague.
It could be nice.
You know?
I had enough
gross guys
for one weekend.
[SCOFFS]
Okay, we'll go.
BETH:
Do you know
of a good place to stay?
BETH:
Smart move with the shoes.
WHITNEY:
What? It's so easy.
You have to try it.
[SPEAKING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[¶]
Wow.
[BELL DINGS]
Hi, can I help you?
I need a room
for my friends, please.
Yeah, cool.
Your passports, please.
American.
Good.
Yeah, cool.
It's Euros for night.
No, I got this one.
No, it's on me.
Thank you.
Money.
Thanks.
Here are your keys.
And this is a notice for
the harvest fair tonight, girls.
Will be sexy good times,
come on.
AXELLE:
It's Dozínky. I know that.
They have it every year.
Yeah.
Lots of music, dancing,
costumes.
LORNA:
Oh, my gosh, could we go?
Ugh.
It sounds kind of g*y.
Excuse me.
Oh, we are so going
to the harvest festival.
AXELLE:
Come on. This way.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
LORNA:
Do you think they have
any frescoes in the room?
[¶]
LORNA:
Wow, this room feels
so timeless.
WHITNEY:
Are you kidding right now?
[BOTH LAUGHING]
WHITNEY:
Oh, my God!
Sexy.
[MOUTHS]
Come here.
[COPIER BEEPS]
[COPIER HUMMING]
[BEEPING]
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
[COMPUTER CHIMES]
[¶]
Yes! Yes!
Yeah!
That's what I'm
talking about, huh?
[WHOOPS, LAUGHS]
Ah!
[RINGING]
Todd, what's up?
Yeah, nothing. We're just
finishing up breakfast.
Really?
[HORN HONKS]
Wow, I didn't think--
Jesus. You sure?
Yeah, yeah, okay. I could--
I can go right now.
I could just--
I'll tell her
I have to meet a client.
Okay.
See ya.
MAN [OVER TV]:
No respect for me.
No respect for mother earth.
Well, don't you have anything
to say for yourself?
Well, that's just fine. We can
all ride home in silence.
[BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]
Gosh!
This village
is so enchanting.
Lorna, are you having
a "journal-gasm" right now?
LORNA:
Actually, yes.
Multiple ones.
I get to write about
how beautiful this village is
and I get to write about
what a raving b*tch you are.
BOTH:
Oh!
She comes back swinging.
Ooh, well-played.
Thank you.
[ALL GROWLING]
BOY:
Dollar!
Dollar!
Do you guys have
a dollar?
I got it.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
I got it. I got it. Let me.
Um...
[LORNA CLEARS THROAT]
I have Smints.
Would you like a Smint?
[MINTS RATTLE]
[SPITS]
Ugh!
Oh!
[AXELLE SPEAKING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[KIDS LAUGHING]
b*tches!
Welcome to Slovakia.
You both have corner suites
with views of the river.
Here are your pagers.
TODD:
Perfect.
Thank you.
You ready to do this?
Yeah, I'm ready.
Really?
'Cause you look like
your dog just died.
I'm just jet-lagged,
man.
I'll take a shower
and I'll feel better.
All right.
Thanks.
[BAND PLAYING
TRADITIONAL FOLK MUSIC]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
WHITNEY:
Oh, my God.
[¶]
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, guys!
Yes?
For the apartment.
Awesome, dude.
Those swords
are like Euros.
Trust me,
she can afford it.
Does she get, like,
a really big allowance?
No, it's more like
an inheritance.
Her mom died
when she was
and, like,
left her everything.
And so she keeps her dad
on an allowance.
Really?
Yeah.
She could pretty much
buy Slovakia if she wanted to.
Wow.
Yeah. It's pretty rad.
[PEOPLE SPEAKING SLOVAK]
[TODD GRUNTS]
Yeah!
Badass.
Let me see
this m*therf*cker.
[INHALES]
[WHOOPS]
[BARKS]
Mm-hm. You're up, bro.
Heh.
Um...
I think I'm gonna pass
on the tattoo.
Come on, man,
sit down.
No, man, a tattoo's--
It's not really me.
It's just not my style.
And I-- I didn't know,
and I-I don't like needles.
I don't like needles
very much.
Dude, what are you doing?
Sit down.
Here's the problem, man.
Linda.
What is she gonna say
when she sees this?
My wife-- My wife isn't--
Not gonna really understand...
Do you--?
Is there some other option?
Everyone must get tattooed.
Part of contract.
Yeah.
Let's do it.
Come on, man.
Why don't you sit down?
These guys aren't playing.
A tattoo is a little difficult
to explain, Todd.
Didn't seem like you had
any problem explaining away
the gonorrhea you brought back
from Thailand.
Can't believe you're bringing up
gonorrhea. Every time--
[SPEAKS IN SLOVAK]
Is there any problem here?
STUART:
No, no. I just-- I didn't know
that this was part of it, so...
Stuart.
This is not like going
to a whorehouse.
You can't just back out.
Get in the f*cking chair.
Yeah.
Come on, man.
Look at this.
I'm f*cking proud
of mine.
[BUZZING]
[GRUNTS]
[BAND PLAYING
TRADITIONAL FOLK MUSIC]
[GULPS]
[MAN SPEAKING IN SLOVAK,
CHILDREN LAUGHING]
WHITNEY:
Look what I found.
Okay, and before you say
anything,
it's cider,
it's non-alcoholic
and those little kids
right there made it.
LORNA: Oh, my gosh, really?
Yeah.
I'm gonna go say thank you.
Okay.
They don't speak
much English.
This is quite possibly
the most alcoholic cider
I've ever tasted.
[LAUGHS]
It's good for her.
She needs it.
Thank you.
Well, cheers.
Nostrovia.
Nostrovia.
Nostrovia.
[BAND PLAYING
TRADITIONAL FOLK SONG]
Oh, my God, my song!
Let's go!
Come!
Come on, Borat.
Let's see what you got.
[WHOOPING]
TODD:
There they are.
Three o'clock.
Jesus.
Right?
It's f*cking crazy, huh?
Dead ringer.
Happy f*cking birthday, bro.
Ha-ha! Wow.
Dude, where you going?
In for a better look.
[WOMAN SINGING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[GRUNTS]
Heh. Aw.
[MAN SPEAKING
IN SLOVAK]
Me?
MAN:
Hi.
Hi.
Would you like
to dance with me?
Oh. Ha-ha-ha!
No, thank you. I'm--
I'm not nearly
drunk enough.
Come on. I'll show you how.
No, really. It's easy.
No. Thank you, really,
but my feet.
I'm tired.
Ah.
I could have helped you.
Excuse me?
Hey.
Hey.
That guy
make you some troubles?
No. He's fine.
What he say to you?
Um...nothing.
He just wanted to dance.
He won't bother you anymore.
Oh, he wasn't bothering me.
Here. Take a drink.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Oh, I'm so sorry!
Don't worry about it.
I'm so, so sorry.
I'm such an idiot.
No, it's all right. Heh!
Uh...
Here, let me get you a drink.
No, you don't need to.
No, I insist.
No, no.
I insist.
LORNA:
Beth! Beth!
Beth! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Roman wants
to take me on a boat ride,
and he's just so suave
and he's amazing
and he doesn't speak English,
but we understand each other.
Yeah. Just promise me
you won't go on a boat ride
with him, okay?
Why not?
What's the big deal?
You don't fancy him?
Just because he's not
"Whitney approved"
or "Beth approved" looking?
No, no, no.
I'm not saying that at all.
I just want you to stay here
where it's safe,
we're all together,
we don't get separated.
Just promise me you won't go
on a boat ride with him.
[GIGGLING]
Lorna, promise me
you won't go on a boat ride
with him.
[SIGHS]
Beth.
It's okay.
Okay. You promise?
Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Roman.
Wow. Okay,
uh, two, please.
Here you go.
I'm so sorry about that.
It's okay.
Cheers.
Cheers. Thanks.
So, uh, what brings you
to this corner of the world?
Um, her.
Firestarter.
And you?
I-- I honestly don't know.
I'm sorry,
there's probably
a small army of Slovak boys
all fighting over you.
Why travel all this way just
to talk with an ugly American?
You're not that ugly.
Really?
[CHUCKLES]
Well, cheers to that.
Cheers.
STUART:
Hey, your friend looks like
she's having fun.
Yeah.
I get to listen
to them have sex later.
Wow.
Can we switch?
I'm over at the Dvorzak hotel.
It's probably been centuries
since anybody's had sex
over there.
[LAUGHS]
[COUGHS,
CLEARS THROAT]
Oh, maybe
your table's ready.
STUART:
That's, um--
That's a long story.
Well, I'll have to hear
about it another time.
I'm gonna take off,
but it's a small village,
I'm sure we'll meet again.
I'm sure we will.
All right. Good night.
Good night, Beth.
[¶]
Did I tell you my name?
No, no. I, ahem--
I heard your friend use it.
But I-- I forgot
to tell you mine.
I'm Stuart.
Good to meet you, Stuart.
Good night.
[CHILDREN SINGING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Lorna!
Lorna!
[GROWLS]
Lorna.
Excuse me.
Lorna!
Lorna!
LORNA:
Beth, I'm sorry!
You promised.
LORNA:
I know.
I'm sorry!
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
[¶]
Wow.
It's so peaceful.
It's so secluded.
[CHAIN JANGLING]
Roman,
what are you doing?
Come to me.
[¶]
Close your eyes.
[MUFFLED]
Roman! Roman!
Roman! Roman!
Roman! Roman!
[SCREAMING]
[COUGHING]
[MAN SPEAKING IN SLOVAK]
BETH:
...on a boat and I have
no idea where she is.
How does she get back from that?
WHITNEY: Beth, come on!
Oh, f*ck!
Beth!
I cannot leave her alone
with this guy.
You know, you just go ahead
and I'll wait for Lorna.
You go. Yeah.
Yeah?
All right. Thank you so much.
Okay.
Sure. Yeah.
Thank you.
f*ck!
Dude, are you coming?
Are you okay?
WHITNEY:
I'm good. I'm good.
No, I'm fine.
BETH: Are you all right?
WHITNEY: Dude, I'm fine.
Have another c*ck.
[LOCK CLICKING]
All right, good night.
No, Whit.
We're going to sleep.
We are?
Yeah.
Okay, is he hot, or is he too,
like, eastern bloc?
He's fine. But can we please
go get some rest? Come on.
Oh, you're so sweet.
No, I'm fine.
It's okay.
I'll take care of her.
I'm sure you will,
but not tonight, all right?
Good night, Miroslav.
WHITNEY:
Good night, Miroslav.
BETH:
I'm sorry.
He was just so shady.
Whatever. I wanted
to f*ck him, but...
Ha-ha-ha! I know you did.
I'll make it up to you.
Ugh, I guess Mr. Rabbit's
gonna have to go down
the hole again tonight.
[LAUGHS]
[RUSTLING]
WHITNEY:
Do you have a AA?
Mr. Rabbit!
Come here, Rabbit!
TODD:
Do you remember the first guy
in your high school to get laid?
STUART:
No, but I remember the last.
Well, I do.
This kid Greg.
He came back
from summer break,
something about him had--
Had changed.
It wasn't anything
he said or did,
but something was different.
You just knew it.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
It's like, uh--
It's like you can sense it
the way an animal does.
Exactly.
Like an animal.
Sometimes you meet a guy
and there's just something
f*cking scary about him,
something that makes you think,
"This guy has k*lled somebody."
He doesn't have to act tough.
He never has to say it.
But like an animal,
you can sense it.
You know that this guy's got the
ba*ls to do what few others can.
And that's you after today,
my friend.
People are gonna f*cking
fear you.
Linda is gonna
f*cking fear you.
What we do today is gonna
pay off every day
for the rest
of our f*cking lives.
Where's your pager?
It's back in the room.
Come on, man. What the f*ck?
I just figured you had yours.
Is it me? Because it feels
like you're, like,
having second thoughts. You've
never really been into this.
I feel like I'm talking you
into it.
I don't wanna be doing something
and keep talking about it--
It's different
from taking on an image.
I am so f*cking tired
of talking about it.
It's time we f*cking do it.
To the next level.
To the next level.
No, wait.
Isn't it bad luck
to toast with water?
Yeah. Bad luck
for whoever meets us today.
[CUPS CLUNK]
[¶]
Yeah. Let the games begin.
[MAN SINGING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Hard, hard, hard.
Hey.
Hey, did she call?
No. I just checked.
I love that Lorna's
the only one of us
that got any action
last night.
Hey, I tried.
Keep trying.
Yeah, she'd say
this place is majestic.
Sure.
I bet she's making him
breakfast right now.
No, I bet
she's in a c*m coma.
Thank God.
[LAUGHS]
At least she has something
to write about in her journal.
[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]
[¶]
[CLUNK, MACHINERY WHIRRING]
[SPEAKS IN SLOVAK]
[SPEAKING IN SLOVAK]
[MUFFLED SOBBING]
[LOCK CLICKS,
DOOR OPENS]
[¶]
[DOOR SLAMS]
[INHALES]
[EXHALES]
[SWORD CLATTERS,
LORNA SCREAMS]
[COUGHS]
[SCREAMS]
[MUFFLED WHIMPERING, SOBBING]
[SOBBING]
Please! Please!
Please! Stop!
No!
Stop! Please! Please!
Please!
Oh, please!
[WHIMPERING]
Please! Please!
Please, no!
[SCREAMING]
[WOMAN SIGHS]
[¶]
Relax. Shh.
Come up here.
Whit?
Axelle?
f*ck.
Whit!
Guys!
[¶]
Axelle! Whit!
[GRUNTING]
[MACHINERY WHIRRING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[GRUNTS]
Stop. Please help me!
Go away.
Please help me!
Just go away from me!
No, no, no.
Help me. These men
are chasing me. Please.
I tried to help,
but you don't listen.
Go away!
[¶]
[RUSTLING]
BOY:
Dollar, b*tch!
[ALL YELLING]
Come on!
Stop!
[g*nsh*t]
[MAN SPEAKING
IN SLOVAK]
[SPEAKING IN SLOVAK]
Get in.
Yeah.
[SPEAKS IN SLOVAK]
[g*n c*ck]
[SPEAKS IN SLOVAK]
[GRUNTS]
[ALL YELLING]
[g*nsh*t]
[¶]
[MAN SPEAKING IN SLOVAK]
The police will be here
soon.
They are looking
for your friends.
Thank-- Thank you.
More tea?
Please.
Thank you.
[MAN SPEAKING
IN SLOVAK]
So you and Sasha,
are you two--?
Oh, no. God, no.
He's old enough to be my dad.
What does he do?
He does auctions.
Come.
Let's get you some clothes.
[¶]
[WHITNEY SCREAMING]
[BUZZER BUZZING]
[DOOR OPENS]
No!
No! Agh!
Help! No! No!
[WHITNEY SCREAMING]
[SOBBING]
[BUZZER BUZZING]
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
[MUFFLED]
What did I do wrong?
Don't hurt me.
Shh, shh, shh.
Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry.
Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt me.
I not hurt you.
Shh. Okay. It's okay.
I clean you up.
Please, please help me.
You have a bruise.
Agh!
What is that?
What are you doing?
I make you pretty.
Pretty for what?
For the client.
Client? What client?
Shh, shh, shh.
Help!
Help!
[SCREAMING]
Shh, shh.
[CHUCKLES]
[WHISTLES]
Give me. No.
No.
Ah-ah.
We do...
nails.
Hm?
[BONE CRUNCHES]
[SCREAMING]
[¶]
No!
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
No! No!
[SPEAKING IN SLOVAK]
[DOGS BARKING]
Oh, my God.
No!
I'm worried about Whit.
Whitney seems like
a tough girl.
She'll be okay.
You have a scratch.
Yeah.
It's sore.
I'm sorry.
You have such beautiful skin.
Thank you.
BETH:
Who's that?
Just some friends.
Come.
You should lie down.
I'll wake you up
when the police arrive.
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
[CAR DOORS OPENING]
[¶]
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
[PAGER BUZZING]
[RAP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
[ENGINE STARTS]
Do you think we're sick?
f*ck, no.
Dude, you look anywhere
in the world
where there's no law,
whether it's f*cking Chad
or New Orleans,
and this is the sh*t
people are doing, bro.
We're the normal ones.
Any idea what
you're gonna do in there?
[SNICKERS]
You don't even
wanna know.
You don't even wanna know.
[SNIFFS]
[¶]
[WOMAN SINGING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
[PANTING]
[WHIMPERING]
STUART [WHISPERS]:
Jesus.
[WHIMPERING, SOBBING]
[SCREAMING]
Shh. Shush.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh.
They're listening.
They're listening.
[WHISPERING]
Beth, it's me. It's Stuart.
From the fair.
Don't talk loud. Okay?
If they hear us talking
like this,
they're gonna f*cking
k*ll us both.
You hear me?
I need to know
you're listening.
Okay?
Shh, shh, shh.
What the f*ck are you doing?
What is this place?
Where the f*ck are we?
Stuart!
Remember when I said
that I didn't know
what I was doing here?
Well,
this is what I'm doing here.
What is this place?
This place...
People come here...
People come here
to k*ll people.
What? Who kills?
Oh, my God,
are they gonna k*ll us?
Well,
not...
us.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Are you gonna k*ll me?
You're gonna k*ll me!
No. No, no!
No, no, no, no.
No. Jesus, no. No.
Then what the f*ck
are you doing here?
What the f*ck are you wearing?
Someone brought me here,
the same as you.
Someone I know.
Look,
he wanted me to--
To do this with him.
What?
Stuart, please.
Please just let me go.
Help me get out of this chair.
Please. Please help me
get out of this chair.
Get me out of this chair,
please!
[SOBBING]
[WHIRRING STOPS]
You probably used that face
to get whatever the f*ck
you wanted, didn't you?
f*cking skank.
[¶]
[BUTTON CLICKING]
[LAUGHING]
Oh, that's f*cking rich.
You should see
your f*cking face.
[MOANING]
BETH:
We gotta get outta here.
We can't.
They think
you're gonna k*ll me?
You're not some monster.
I'm not that guy.
No.
No, I know.
I know you're a good person.
I'm not that guy.
I know. Of course not.
I'm not that guy.
Okay. Okay.
I'm not that guy.
We're gonna get outta here.
I'm not that guy.
I'm not that guy.
I'm not that guy.
There must be a co--
[SAW BUZZING]
[WHITNEY SCREAMING]
[LAUGHING]
Oh, f*ck. f*ck.
[GRUNTING]
Christ! f*ck!
God!
[GASPING]
Ah! f*ck!
Don't you have family?
Don't you have a wife?
My wife? My wife?
I'm not allowed
to k*ll my wife.
[BEEPING]
[MAN SPEAKING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[MAN RESPONDS
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
MAN:
Finish?
Yeah, I'm finished,
all right.
Hey, hey! You cannot done.
You go in room, finish.
You know what?
I am f*cking done.
If you don't like it,
you can go in there
and finish her yourself.
You cannot leave unless
you complete. It's contract.
I f*cking paid!
You have my money
and you can keep it!
I am not going back
in that room! I'm done!
Hey! Hey!
[SOBBING LOUDLY]
[BARKING]
[YELLING]
[SPEAKING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Si?
Hello. Special offer.
But she's only available
for next minutes.
Do you want her?
[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]
Grazie.
We'll let you know.
[BIZET'S "HABANERA" PLAYING
OVER SPEAKER]
[YELLS]
Six-fifty.
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING,
MAN YELLING]
[BANGING ON DOOR]
Yes?
Apologies for interrupting you,
but we have special
available right now.
Very good price.
Where's Todd?
Problem with friend.
May I borrow this
for a moment, please?
What do you think?
Should I do it?
I mean, I wouldn't pay
more than a grand for her
in this kind of shape, but...
[CHUCKLING]
I mean, look at that.
She's not gonna last
that long, huh?
[SCREAMING]
You should see
what she did to my friend.
I'll take her.
[SOBBING]
[MEN CONVERSING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
A souvenir from your friend.
Notice anything different
about me?
I bet you f*cking do.
f*cking b*tch.
f*cking respect me now.
I don't f*cking work for you!
I don't work all f*cking day
for you to humiliate me.
To tell me I'm sh*t.
Never f*ck me.
[MUMBLING]
Look at you.
What?
What, you got something to say?
Do you? You do, b*tch?
Yeah? Oh, good.
Well, it better be f*cking good.
Let's f*cking hear it. What?
I'm not your wife.
I'm not your wife, Stuart.
I'm not your wife.
She doesn't understand you.
She doesn't understand you
like I do.
And I-I see
how you're strong.
I am strong.
I see--
I am f*cking Hercules!
I know. I know.
I see it. I see it.
I saw it last night.
I was hoping you would kiss me.
I wanted you to kiss me. I--
I thought about you all night.
Get on the f*cking floor.
Are you scared?
You f*cking better be.
I am.
I like it.
[BREATHING RAPIDLY]
[DRESS UNZIPPING]
Look at me.
b*tch.
You f*cking wh*re.
[YELLING]
[BOTH YELLING AND GRUNTING]
Get in the chair!
Get in the f*cking chair!
f*ck!
[MEN CONVERSING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
What's the code?
f*ck you!
What's the f*cking code?
[YELLING]
Your birthday.
What?
What is your birthday?
December th.
Oh, that is f*cking sick.
[BEEPING]
[SPEAKS
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
What the f*ck?
It's not opening.
It's not f*cking opening!
Oh, yes, it is.
STUART:
Do it! She's right
up there behind you!
k*ll her!
m*therf*cker!
sh**t her!
k*ll her!
k*ll her!
[DOGS BARKING]
Don't sh**t!
Be careful, for God's sakes!
She'll cut! She'll f*cking cut!
Don't sh**t!
f*cking she'll cut!
She'll cut!
[STUART SHOUTING]
BETH: Get Sasha!
STUART:
I'm the f*cking customer here!
Do it, for f*ck's sake.
Jesus f*cking Christ.
Oh, sh*t!
Sasha!
Get him!
[BOTH BARKING]
[WHISTLES]
[SPEAKS
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
BETH:
Wait! I wanna buy
my way out of here.
You can't afford it.
Don't tell me
what I can't afford.
There's nothing
I can't afford.
I could buy and sell
everyone in this room.
You going to call your parents
for money?
No, m*therf*cker,
it's my money.
Just get me a PDA,
a SWIFT number
and a recipient name.
I have accounts in Switzerland,
Luxembourg and the Isle of Man.
Just name your f*cking price!
Trust me, I got it.
Okay.
We negotiate.
This is bullshit!
This is business.
I'll pay more!
Not with a second mortgage
on your house
and your daughter's
private-school tuition.
That's why your friend pay.
What's the number?
Money is not the only issue.
We have contract here.
What kinda contract?
Anyone who come to this place
cannot leave...
without k*lling.
They're still gonna k*ll you,
you f*cking stupid c**t.
What did you say to me?
You're a stupid f*cking cu--!
[YELLING]
[DOGS BARKING]
Let him bleed to death.
Misha, no!
[MEN LAUGHING]
[BUZZING]
[BAND PLAYING
TRADITIONAL FOLK MUSIC]
AXELLE:
Isn't this great?
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
You'll love it.
It's amazing.
Hey, get back here!
Wait!
Hey! Wait!
Wait!
Hey!
You f*cking sh*t! Wait!
[¶]
BETH:
Nostrovia.
[GASPS]
[KIDS SHOUTING]
[TRADITIONAL FOLK MUSIC
PLAYING]
[ALL CHEERING]
[¶]
BUBBLEGUM g*ng LEADER:
b*tches!
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