Oh...
So stupid.
Oi...
[door closes]
[she sighs]
[engine fails to start]
[she sighs]
[engine fails to start]
[sighing heavily]
Where are we?
And why did we stop?
I had to make sure
everything was locked up...
but we're about an hour
from the nearest town.
Or... six?
It depends on
which way I turn this map.
And I suppose
that's my fault, right?
[scoffing]
As usual, it is up to me
to find a bar before Last Call.
[engine starting]
When we're flush again...
[knocking on van]
Hola.
Siento asustaros.
Eh, porta'm al mi pueblo.
Sorry, we can't understand.
[man] Okay. English.
Uh, sorry to frighten you.
Uh, hoping for a lift to town.
I've been working all day.
You have to understand
that we...
Yeah, yeah, I know,
two girls alone
in the middle of nowhere, yeah,
I understand completely,
but I really do need
a ride, please.
[reaching for the latch]
Oh, thanks.
Whoa!
Um... oh...
uh, that's unfortunate.
Uh, i-it's just
for carving wood.
No, no. I'm an artist.
You're not catching me
at my best way.
Uh, please, it's going...
Honey, it ain't gonna happen.
I'm sure someone
will come along soon.
No, yours is the only vehicle
I've seen all day.
Sorry.
No. Wait, please.
Wait. No. No, wait, please.
No, wait!
Coger!
[muttering]
Control yourself
[women laughing]
[Vivian] Well, that
got awkward quick.
[Jill] Close call.
Someone should tell him...
not to talk to strangers.
[they laugh]
Control
Yeah
So, I was 17,
and he's standing there
with his pants
around his ankles,
and then he spots the look
of disappointment on my face.
Disappointment?
Well, his package only needed
about two cents postage.
[laughter]
So his smile disappears,
and so does Mr. Winky.
Scarred me for life!
God, Vivian, please tell me
you dressed and left.
Are you kidding me?
Of course I did.
[laughing]
There is no way in hell
I would've stuck around
for that.
Not worth my time.
[Jill] "Disappointment."
[honking horn]
[honking horn]
What?
Who the f*ck is this as*h*le?
[honking persistently]
[honking aggressively]
[honking persists]
[horn blaring]
[honking continues]
[screeching to a halt]
f*ck.
[sighing] Christ.
[Jill] You okay?
[Vivian] Nothing a shot
of tequila won't fix.
Jesus!
[background music playing]
Oh, well, this is tasty.
Here you have
your common variety
h*m* argentum esurient,
otherwise known
as monied d*uche bags.
Try to be more accepting.
Oh, no. I'm worried for them.
They've strayed
from their natural habitat.
I mean, what if the bar
runs out of Grey Goose,
or the girl loses
her Herms bag,
or what's-his-name gets a stain
on his Burberry shirt?
I'm so glad
you're not obsessing.
I mean, God forbid
the hotel loses its thread count
on the cotton bedsheets.
Oh, the humanity!
All right. That's enough.
One of them's eyeing you.
Probably an idiot.
You sound a little jealous.
Oh, well, you know
he ain't my type.
He's on the move.
So close!
[she laughs]
He's just a little shy.
Wait...
do you like him?
He has a certain... quality.
Well, Jill, we are on vacation.
Should I?
Talk to him, I mean?
Hi.
Hi.
So, we hit this really
bad turbulence, right?
The wings were crashing about,
the engine starts coughing up.
The pilot did
this emergency landing
at this small airport
just outside of town.
And now you're trapped
in the middle of nowhere.
It'll be fixed soon, I hope.
And... there are pluses
to being stuck out here.
[she chuckles]
Where were you headed?
Ibiza.
My dad's got
a yacht moored there, so...
we're on a break,
um, looking for fun.
Oxford?
No. Cambridge.
-Yes!
-[they laugh]
We all attend.
Okay, let's see.
Um...
-Michael...
-Mm-hmm?
[Jill] ...and Anna,
they've been dating a while.
They're on the serious side.
He's in...
Business.
And she's got a degree
in shopping.
[laughing]
Clive is...
in Engineering.
No. Uh...
Mathematics.
Then there's Ned...
who's just...
Odd. I can't quite place him.
That's amazing.
How did you know that?
Psych modules.
-Ahh...
-I'm studying Medicine.
Viv's studying Law.
And you were
going to Ibiza to party?
More of a send-off.
Michael is leaving uni
for a position at a firm.
What uni do you go to?
Writtle University.
Chelmsford.
Essex?
The United Kingdom?
The United Kingdom.
Yep. Chelmsford. Got it.
Uh, nice place, great people.
Some are quite... cute.
I bet you've been there loads.
[chuckling]
So...
what brings you here?
Viv and I go
on working holidays.
It helps pay our fees.
-Really?
-Mm-hmm.
And what do you do?
Odd jobs.
Whatever we can find.
[Vivian] That's horseshit.
Come up with a better argument.
My argument is sound.
Perhaps you don't understand.
Your American
educational system...
lacks depth.
[Anna]
Clive, don't be patronizing.
[Vivian] Let's see if
this poor American understands.
So you think
the universal values
of right or wrong
exist through...?
Through religious teachings.
Can we talk
about something else?
Stay out of it, Michael.
You're talking religious dogma.
The question is, which religion?
Christianity, of course.
Western laws and culture
are formed
through Judeo-Christian values
and the Bible.
The Bible is based on the Torah,
which is rooted in Canaanite
and Babylonian teachings.
The Bible is as derivative
as your argument.
[silence falls]
Well... thanks for walking us.
So...
what are you doing tomorrow?
[she scoffs]
Headed north
to do some seasonal jobs
which start next week.
But we have some time...
Anything to do around here?
-Oh, no.
-[laughing]
I mean, it's pretty dull
around here, right?
Actually, there's, um...
I saw on the way up here,
a, uh, incredible...
I love to hike.
Yes. Yes. Hiking.
Incredible trails.
We can make a day of it.
All of us?
Well, I can't leave Vivian
staring at the walls, can I?
Early start?
7:00 a.m. okay?
Not inviting him in?
We're going on a hike tomorrow.
What?
God, you really have
got her scent, haven't you?
Don't be an d*ck, Clive.
You can spend the day in town,
if you want.
[engine running]
[honking]
f*ck you, Jos.
[engine idling]
[distant dog barking]
Charming, isn't she?
Yeah, gets a body
from place to place.
You girls really need a big van?
[Vivian] "Girls"?
I don't know about that woman,
but I need a lot of space.
Sorry.
Sorry I'm late.
His mummy wasn't around
to wake him.
[Anna] Don't make trouble.
Hotel forgot my wake-up call.
[Jill] I'm glad
you could made it.
I packed plenty of T.P.
[Anna] Toilet paper.
He doesn't like
to use anyone else's.
Ned... good thinking.
Should we start our adventure?
[murmuring in agreement]
Peter?
Why don't you ride up front?
He can show me the way.
I can do it from back here.
I wouldn't be able to hear you.
Vivian doesn't mind. Do you?
I'm sure
Clive will entertain me.
[Jill chuckles]
[door closing]
You all good?
-Yes.
-Yeah.
[cheerful music playing]
[music playing]
It's really not that bad.
Well, hotel manager said
this area's hard to get to.
The locals rarely go.
I think I know why.
I've lost service.
I'm not getting
my stock updates anymore.
Ned, try to watch the scenery.
It's very beautiful.
I have to agree.
You're repulsive.
You're not impressing anyone.
Such a romantic.
Have another crisp, Michael.
What's your problem now?
I just don't like
having my guts bounced around
while Petey here's
trying to get laid.
Christ! Clive.
Well, it's true.
Ugh, Clive.
-Let's have some honesty.
-No. Clive. Seriously.
[Clive] Do you want to have
sex with her, yes or no?
[stopping suddenly]
Whoa!
Uhh... hola.
Su msica.
[music playing faintly]
Oh. [chuckling]
[turns music off]
No se podeu com tend a aqu.
Est prohibit.
Sorry, I don't...
Americans?
Ja m'h* pareixia ja.
No camping. Go back.
We're actually going hiking.
We know that there's
a trail up in the hill...
Nothing there.
Better in town.
Well...
...we'd like to go.
S.
Two, three hour,
path on left...
...where road gets bad.
[Michael] Jesus, we've been
at this for half the day.
Thank you.
[exhaling]
[engine rumbling]
[Ned] Can we put
the music back on?
[sinister theme rises]
Ned?
Why can't we have
your picnic here?
Part of hiking is hiking.
It'll be fun.
[birds singing]
Come on, throw it in.
[scoffing]
[exhaling wearily]
-Hello.
-Thank you.
That's what I'm talking about,
some fire...
There we go.
It's beautiful here.
[Michael] Yeah, it is.
Some Grey Goose would
flippin' top it off now, though.
What the hell is so amusing?
It's getting dark.
We should go back.
I need a massage
before I turn in.
One last walk?
[Vivian] Mm. Careful.
This area has a dark past.
There's nothing dangerous
out there.
Really?
While I was stuck
in my dingy hotel room,
I did some reading.
300 years ago,
a Count Mal lived around here.
Cruel man.
Enjoyed the pleasures
of the flesh...
and had a thing
for hurting peasants.
Burnt them.
Gutted them.
Stripped their skin off.
Legend has it
he was condemned by a priest,
and now he rides the countryside
on an undead horse,
while flames consume his flesh.
What the hell
are you talking about?
She's taking the piss.
I'm feeling a bit peckish.
Hey, Ned, there's
some food in my pack.
[Jill] You know, this place
has so much natural beauty.
What? What is it?
[he chuckles]
I...
I was just thinking
the same thing about you.
You're sweet.
I wasn't going for "sweet."
[flames crackling]
I think she's getting annoyed.
[Ned] Anna.
Thank you.
So you don't believe
in free will?
Christ, how are you on the wrong
side of every argument?
And how are you so uncivilized?
Hey, I'm all kinds
of disappointing.
This is becoming stupid now.
Indeterminism
and real chance exist,
making your will
out of your control.
Microscopic chance
does little to prove...
Bullshit!
Grow some ba*ls and take a loss.
[slapping his hand]
You've had enough.
[Vivian]
I'm gonna go take a leak.
My opinion?
You're not that hot.
Good thing you got
Daddy's little credit card, huh?
[she laughs]
This isn't that special
for you, is it?
I'm having a great time.
Mm. That's not what I mean.
I mean, growing up,
I didn't think
I'd see anything like this.
What do you mean?
Just wasn't that easy for us,
you know?
Don't worry,
it's not your fault.
[woman screams]
-What...
-What the hell is that?
[panting]
What's with all the screaming?
Ned.
Where is everyone?
Michael and Anna went
out for a walk...
seemed a bit angry.
I'm not sure where Clive went.
What about Vivian?
Who?
Oh!
Uh...
she went out for a walk...
said she needed to tinkle.
About 30 minutes ago.
Something's not right here.
[Jill] Vivian?
[Peter] What happened?
[Clive] I don't know.
She went to urinate.
Anna and Michael went
for one of their discussions.
I got tired of Ned's yammering,
so I took a stroll.
[Jill] Look, less talking,
more looking.
Sorry. Vivian!
-Vivian!
-Vivian?
Ned! What's going on?
Vivian's f*cked off.
I heard a scream.
Was that her?
Not sure.
Well, where's Michael?
No idea.
Vivian!
-Vivian?
-Vivian?
Vivian!
-Vivian!
-Vivian?
Vivian?
-[gasping]
-Oh!
Jesus! What the f*ck
are you doing?
Let him catch his breath!
Well, if someone had
left me a bloody light...
[Peter]
Why weren't you with Anna?
[Michael] We got separated.
[Jill] Vivian's gone missing.
How?
No idea. We heard a scream.
If she was lost,
she would've found us,
with all this noise.
Maybe she's hurt herself.
I don't...
She was probably
attacked by animals.
Attacked?
Why would you say that?
Or kidnapped by th*gs.
I've read of such things!
[Peter] Ned.
Look, I'm sure she's okay.
Maybe she went back to the fire.
Come on, guys.
-Vivian!
-Vivian?
Vivian!
-Vivian?
-Vivian!
It's empty.
And Viv's bag is missing.
Can't find my wallet.
Mine's gone as well.
My cash and phone are gone.
Could Vivian be involved?
[Jill] What are you saying?
She stole everything?
Including my stuff?
No, I'm sure
she wasn't saying that.
[Clive] To throw off suspicion.
That's not what I meant!
No, but it's what I mean.
They drag us out here,
Vivian pretends to get lost.
While Jill is dragging us
from here to hell,
the other one's going
through our loose change.
[Jill] So now
we're thieves, huh?
We don't need...
Who else did it?
There's no cars.
No people.
Met your kind before,
fascinated by...
[Anna] What I meant was perhaps
whoever robbed us...
found Vivian first.
[Michael] Anna!
That's not a comforting thought.
We still need
to be looking for Vivian.
[Michael] What about the van?
It's quite the distance.
[Anna] Frightened or hurt...
she might have gone there.
Should someone stay here?
In case she comes back?
No.
We'll leave a note.
[Jill]
Can we pick up the pace?
[Peter] It's no good if someone
breaks a leg in the dark.
[Anna] Wait.
Can anyone else hear that?
[distant music playing]
She's at the van!
[music playing]
[gasping]
Wait. What if
anybody's out there?
It has to be Vivian.
sh*t.
[music playing]
[death metal playing]
What's going on?
Screw it.
[falling]
[music clicks off]
She's not here.
[Ned] Shouldn't we
call the authorities?
[Clive] Still no service.
[click]
[eerie theme rises]
[exhaling tensely]
[screaming]
[retching]
-[all gasping and gagging]
-What the f*ck?
You people...
-[Peter] What?
-[Jill sobs]
[Peter] No.
Jill! Jill! Come back!
It's not safe!
For God's sake, why did she
have to run off like that?
Come on!
-Hurry up. Come on.
-[Anna gasps]
[sobbing]
Jesus!
Well, how do we get
Ms. Minimum Wage back, then?
Don't be an as*h*le, Clive!
She's frightened.
Understandable!
I mean, my gods!
Over there.
Jill?
[hyperventilating]
[Clive] This is crazy.
[Michael] Look, whoever did it
might be out there.
She's not safe,
and neither are we!
[Ned wheezing]
I found her...
[Michael] Well, what did
your mechanic say?
I've never spoken
to the man in my life.
That's not really helpful,
is it?
Well, just try something.
It could be anything.
[Peter] Well?
I've never hot-wired
anything in my life.
My mechanic
usually takes care of this.
We put a blanket over
the body to... you know.
[Michael]
What about any animals?
Do you really want
a body in the vehicle?
[Michael] God, no.
[Ned] The skin was...
was stripped from her face.
She mentioned
Count Mal earlier...
Ned, don't start that now.
I admire
the Lord Of The Flies too.
Yeah, well, there's not
a g*n store out here.
[Michael] Guys, we need
to pack up and go.
[Peter] No.
It's 20 hours to the main road,
and that's in daylight.
We'll get lost in the dark.
[Jill]
I'm just not convinced.
[Peter] About what?
[Anna] She still thinks
it could be one of us
that... hurt Vivian.
I-I know where Peter was,
but the rest of...
We're not like that!
Well, an hour ago, you thought
Viv and I were thieves.
Did any of you check her pockets
when you stashed the body?
We were wrong.
We're sorry.
[Michael]
You have to trust us.
Jill...
there's someone out there.
Someone dangerous.
We need to stick together.
[horn blaring]
[blaring]
[Peter] Clive!
[Peter] How you feeling?
Stupid question.
[Jill] She didn't deserve
what happened.
Now she's out there in the dark.
Alone.
Well, Vivian seemed...
really nice.
[Jill scoffs]
[Jill] No.
She was stubborn,
and she swore like a trooper.
But she was my friend.
I want you to know...
I'm not going to let
anything happen to you.
[Jill] How?
How, when the danger
might be in here?
How long have you known them?
A few years? Less?
[Peter] Yes, but...
Do you know them inside and out?
Do you trust them
with your life?
There's no way they would
do something so insane.
They would never
get away with it.
There's no reason to do it.
People with money get away
with bad things all the time.
I don't trust them.
[takes a shaky breath]
And I can't understand
why you do.
[groggily] Count Mal...
Count Mal is gonna get me.
[birds singing]
Guys?
Guys, Vivian's gone.
What?
I went to take a leak,
and she's gone.
Just... show us.
[Michael]
Right, yeah, let's go.
We left her right here.
[Ned] An animal? Maybe?
[Clive] Wouldn't take
the blanket, idiot.
[Anna] Don't call him names.
They carried her?
[Ned] "They"? They?
There's more than one?
So that's what
brought you out here?
Your morning wee?
So you weren't out here
moving my best friend's body?
You're big enough to carry her.
This isn't the time
or place, Jill.
[Jill] Mike and Anna
argued yesterday.
They got separated.
He could've grabbed a knife
and found her, and...
[Michael] Why would I do that?
Michael's not that sort of guy.
To be honest...
...he's a bit weak tea.
Well, I wasn't the only one
out this morning,
was I, Clive?
You stupid b*stard.
What about it, Clive?
Huh. I can see
where this is going.
Well, you consider yourself
a bit of a brain.
She was smarter than you.
She kicked your a*s
and she bruised your male ego.
[laughing]
She made a few cheap points.
Nobody kills for that.
A weak man does.
[Anna] The boys
aren't capable of m*rder.
Anna, I don't trust you
any more than the boys.
Me? You honestly think
I'd be able...?
[Peter] We need
to stick together!
How could you say that,
after what we talked about
last night?
Really?
Do tell us.
What did you talk about?
Enough! It's morning.
We should start making
our way back towards town.
I'm not traveling
with this... slag.
Clive, shut the f*ck up.
Do you want to stay here?
Be my guest!
The rest of you, get your stuff.
Food.
Water. Anything we might need.
Anna, you had a tourist map?
[Anna] It's not very detailed.
Well, it's better than nothing.
[Ned] Shouldn't we
call a service,
and have them pick us up?
Ned?
There's no mobile service.
Oh, well...
that's... inconvenient.
[Peter] Pull it together.
When we get back to town,
we'll figure it out.
[sinister theme rumbles]
The only reason
I know it's not you
is 'cause we were together
when Viv...
...you know.
So if we weren't,
you'd be accusing me?
Look, let's
just keep an eye on them
so that we know
who we can trust.
You shouldn't
have gone out alone, Anna.
We haven't reached a place
where I'm comfortable
having you watch me pee.
Where are Peter and Jill?
There's a stream down that way.
Romeo and Juliet
probably went to find water.
And what about Ned?
Where's he?
No idea.
He probably followed
the lovebirds.
Keep your comments to yourself.
Clive...
We should've left already.
You're thinking
the same thing I am...
Peter's toy is a problem.
Don't try
to manipulate me, Clive.
I'm going to find Ned.
No. No, you're not.
Wait for me, I'll grab my...
You wait. Wait here with...
[Michael] Clive,
what the hell, mate?
[Michael] Shall we go?
You go. I'll hold the fort.
[birds singing]
Ned?
-[wings beating]
-[bird crying]
[rustling]
[bird cries]
[shrieking]
Anna?
[sobbing and gasping]
Anna! Anna!
This way.
[gasping and sobbing]
[Michael] Anna!
Anna!
[sobbing]
[weeping]
f*ck, man.
[exhaling deeply]
[flies buzzing]
[gags and coughs]
Oh, Jesus Christ.
[coughing]
The smell!
[coughing]
[Clive] Seriously?
You're checking for a pulse?
He's dead.
She's a medical student.
[Jill] Blood's clotted...
...but the body's still cooling.
That info helps us how?
To see if whoever did this
is still close by.
Probably watching us right now.
They also took his phone.
What about Ned?
Should we bury him?
We need to get
the hell out of here.
Ned's gone.
I'm not gonna be next.
[coughing]
Someone likes inflicting pain.
You think this
is Vivian's Count Mal story?
No. That's ridiculous.
[Jill] I don't
believe it either.
What I'm saying
is whoever did this
is using Vivian's story
to frighten us.
Well, they're doing
a bloody good job.
[Jill] Think about it.
The only people
who heard that story
were around that campfire.
[flies buzzing]
[urgent theme rises]
[Jill] I just want
to get my things.
[Peter] Won't
whoever's doing this follow?
[Jill] If...
the k*ller's out there.
You still think
it's one of them?
You're being paranoid.
[Clive] That's bollocks.
You're not
part of this conversation.
[Clive]
Well, that's a load of sh*t.
Come on, Jill!
Tell us what you really think!
[Michael] What's going on?
Are we staying?
No.
Jill here's about to tell Peter
which of us is the k*ller.
I'm not sure
if any of you are the k*ller,
but I do have some questions.
Do any of you
have an alibi for Ned's m*rder?
Or Vivian's?
What about you, Clive?
You didn't like either of them.
Ned was an idiot,
and Vivian was a...
...an acquired taste,
but I didn't k*ll them.
Then there's Anna.
Me?
You can't think that I...
look at my face!
I bet he struggled
before he died.
And you?
What did Clive call you?
"Weak"?
[scoffs] I don't think so.
At least,
not in the way he means.
There's anger underneath
that passive exterior.
[Peter] That's not true.
[Jill] Anna's bruises?
Oh... clumsy, I guess.
Being an as*h*le
isn't against the law.
Maybe deep down inside,
you're all nice people,
but you'll excuse me
if I keep my spear handy.
Leave it. She'll be fine.
[wincing] Aah!
[sinister theme rises]
[groaning]
[all grunting]
It's no good.
We can't get through.
Are you kidding me?
How was he to know?
[Michael] What should we do?
Go back.
Back the way we came.
[panting]
Just do it.
[groaning]
I don't understand.
[Anna] What... What is it?
What's wrong?
Shouldn't we
be seeing the motorway?
[Jill] Yes, we should.
It's not here.
Oh, gods!
[Peter] It's simple.
We've been trying to make
our way back to the main road,
but the dense brush
forced us... west.
West? How far west?
I think around here.
[Clive] You think?
Rubbish!
We're probably
walking around in circles!
[Michael] That's
a long way, Peter.
[Anna]
Can anyone else see that?
[Clive] No one listens to me.
[Peter] We just need
to get our bearings.
We need to get...
what does that mean?
We don't need
one of your tantrums!
[Jill] Look,
it's still daylight.
We should... keep walking.
You didn't want
to stay on the road.
You didn't want to turn back.
And now you want us
to keep on marching?
You know what? No.
I'm gonna do it my way.
This is getting us nowhere.
Shut up! You had your chance.
[Jill] Give it back.
[Clive] Why are you
giving me orders?
The only reason
Peter pays you any attention
is 'cause he's still
hoping to get some
when he gets back to town.
Shut the f*ck up, Clive!
You're being
an as*h*le. Again.
And you're being a twat. Again.
[Anna] It's people!
There's someone out there!
Put it down and apologize.
You could do so much better.
Her kind are only good
for sweeping floors,
bringing drinks,
and giving
the occasional blow job.
[blow landing]
[Anna] Look.
Where there's a fire,
there's people, right?
[Michael] That's five,
maybe six hours away.
We'd be walking in the dark.
[Jill] It's the wrong direction.
We should stick to the plan...
and make for the highway.
Any point in asking you?
Fine.
We'll find a place to stay
before the sun sets,
and stay the night.
[Jill]
Find the highway tomorrow.
Have it your way.
Everyone takes turns
on lookout, okay?
I'm first.
I'll take second watch.
[Michael] Third.
[Jill] Fourth.
Everyone takes a turn.
Fifth.
[distant bird crying]
[bird cooing]
[crying out]
[Clive] I saw something!
Someone... right there!
Where?
Are you sure?
It was standing right there.
Must have been hard to tell...
...in the dark,
you know, and the fire's low.
It was standing right there.
You fell asleep.
I mean, I...
You did! You b*stard!
[Clive] No! Yes, I mean, I...
I swear it was right there.
You could have
gotten us all k*lled.
[Clive] I was so tired.
[Anna] We're all tired.
[Jill] The sun will be up soon,
and then we can go.
[bird crying]
[rumbling]
[all screaming]
Aah! Aah!
[gasping and crying]
Think it's safe to leave yet?
Well, it won't get better
if we wait.
[Peter] We should make
for the smoke that Anna saw.
Are you sure?
What about the highway?
They could have a phone,
or a car.
Well, if we're going to do it,
we should do it now.
Michael.
Hmm.
We need to go.
Okay.
Anna, we have to go.
Don't touch me.
You ready?
Okay.
Michael, how're we doing?
[Michael] Doing the best I can.
[Jill] Don't forget
Clive's pack.
Michael, hurry!
Ready, ready, ready,
ready, ready! Ready.
Ready. Let's go. Come on.
Let's go, let's go.
Up, up, up, up. Quick.
[bag hits ground]
-Oh!
-Michael!
f*ck it.
No, no, no, Michael, look!
Look. Look.
[groaning and gasping]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Are you all right?
Ah... ah!
Think I twisted my ankle.
We have to keep moving.
Can you make it?
I'll be fine.
We'll slow down.
Fine.
[twig snapping]
What is it?
Anna, wait!
[Jill] Peter!
Take it easy. Take it easy.
[Michael wincing]
Take it easy. Okay?
[ominous theme rises]
[Michael] I'm coming.
[Anna yelps anxiously]
Shh!
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
No one's here.
Power's out.
You remember
that pair on the drive in?
Could it be them?
[Anna] Why live
all the way up here?
Maybe they're survivalists...
or who knows?
[Michael] Guys...
found something!
You need to see this.
[Anna] Oh, my gods.
Twisted, right?
[Peter] It's not
your run-of-the-mill porn.
No.
There's some dark kink in here.
[Anna] Is it possible
that they're the...
K*llers? Seems like it.
Having a taste for S & M
is... a long way from m*rder.
[Jill] S & M?
This is snuff porn.
Doesn't make sense.
[Jill] Think about it.
They know the area.
They know
how to get around unseen.
Look at all the weapons
in this place.
[Peter] But why?
Why do it?
Why do people do anything?
-[clattering]
-[yelping]
Sorry.
Anybody hungry?
Found b*ll*ts.
You know, I keep wondering
why this is happening to us.
Maybe it's karma.
We haven't hurt anyone.
Yeah, you're right.
Of course.
It isn't our fault.
She's laying down.
Nothing to sh**t them with.
Anyone find a phone?
There's a... ham or CB radio
in the corner.
Without electricity.
We should've tried
for the highway.
We had no food.
And the people that live here
might help us.
Not if they're involved.
We don't know that.
Anna is tired.
And Michael... he's hurt.
[ominous theme rises]
[metal striking dirt]
[striking dirt repeatedly]
Jill? Is everything all right?
[Jill] It's cold.
Is there room for me?
What's happening?
We're going
to stay here tonight.
Is that a good idea?
[sighing]
[flipping switches]
[sighing]
Feeling better?
Swelling's down.
Pete?
I wanted to thank you.
You know, Anna and I...
...if you hadn't... you know.
You would have done the same.
[chuckling lightly]
Christ.
Why all these lights
and no electricity?
[sighing]
Maybe they didn't pay the bill.
[laughing]
This was supposed
to be a celebration...
before Michael started
at his father's brokerage.
You guys sound serious.
We're getting married
after I finish at Cambridge.
Hmm.
He's from a good family,
and the firm will make him
a partner in a few years.
Seems like a great guy.
Our parents are very excited.
Mm, I'm sure.
You're so good
at pointing out our flaws.
Don't suppose you have any?
One or two.
Don't take this
personally, but...
you and I have
a different history.
I grew up
in the middle of nowhere.
I was brought up
with a man with pride, and...
when he lost his job,
he tried everything,
but a small town
couldn't save us.
It broke him.
And I lost my sense of home.
[Anna] I wish
I was back home in London.
Hell, Wyoming or Essex...
Anywhere but here.
[crying] Sorry.
I can't seem to help myself.
Don't apologize.
You're doing
what I wish I could.
[gravel crunching]
[gravel continues crunching]
[gravel crunching]
[vehicle approaching]
[gasping]
Wake up. Anna. Anna!
What? What's going on?
We have to go.
Someone's coming.
Let's go.
Hey! Guys!
Wake up!
Someone's coming.
[vehicle approaching]
Hide!
[all panicking]
The lantern!
[all panting anxiously]
What is it?
I know that truck.
It nearly ran us off the road
coming into town.
[gasping]
[footsteps]
[Michael exhales]
[metal creaking]
[panting anxiously]
What's happening out there?
[generator starting]
A generator.
[generator humming]
[radio buzzing]
sh*t!
[radio static crackles]
[clicks radio off]
[panting]
[door knob rattles]
[door creaks]
[thumping on door]
[thumping on door]
[panting softly]
[chair bangs]
[panting anxiously]
[woman speaking in Catalan]
I see you!
f*cking tourists from the road.
[speaking in Catalan]
Open the f*cking door!
[banging on door]
[grunting]
[woman]
Open the f*cking door!
[banging]
[banging]
[panting softly]
Jill.
Jill, what are they doing?
I can't see.
[gasping] They're coming!
Are they still out there?
[thumping]
[Peter]
We don't want to hurt you!
Just go! Leave us alone!
[banging on door]
Leave us alone!
Well...
Make yourself at home...
...you f*cking assholes.
You should've
stayed away from here.
[Jill] Stay back.
[Anna] Why won't you
just leave us alone?
[Michael] What did we do to you?
A gift put in our laps.
I like screamers.
[Jill] Go to hell.
You're not my type.
[loud bang]
Diego? Diego!
[bang]
[screaming]
[Jill] Stop. Stop. Stop it.
[Anna screams]
[Jill] Keep her quiet.
What just happened?
[Anna sobbing]
[Anna gasping]
[gasping]
[Peter] What do you see?
Oh, my god.
What do you see?
[bang]
[Peter] Did you hear that?
[Jill] Help! Help me!
Help!
I found something!
[shot rings out]
[Peter] They have a f*cking g*n!
[Anna hyperventilating]
[wood splintering]
[banging]
[all panting anxiously]
Oh...
oh... [grunting]
It's stopped.
I just I don't understand.
She looked so surprised.
What?
When she saw us...
didn't she seem surprised
that we were here,
in the forest?
She also called us gifts,
and she mentioned
she liked screamers.
I know, but...
[Jill] But her partner,
the gimp, slit her throat,
and they're trying to sh**t us.
You really want
to know more about this?
Just stop.
[Peter] He's scared, Jill.
We're all scared.
[Jill] I know.
But stay focused.
He could come in.
Remember, we outnumber him.
[Jill] I can't see anything.
We're trapped.
This is how we're going to die?
What about the truck?
We could drive out of here.
[Peter] He's out there
with a g*n.
It's a long way to go,
and Michael's got a bad leg.
[Michael] I can make it.
Staying here...
not something I'm willing to do.
I could slip
out the back window.
I could make noise...
and lead him away.
I don't like that.
No, no, no, no, no.
That could work.
[Peter] But why
should she do it?
-I-I could do it. I...
-[Jill] No, no, no.
You can help Michael walk,
and Anna trusts you.
I'm pretty fast.
Yes! Let's go with that.
[Peter] If the keys
are still in the truck,
if whoever's out there
hasn't grabbed them,
i-if he doesn't
sh**t us. If!
The woman... the keys
were hanging on her belt.
[Anna] What about the radio?
Okay.
[panting]
Mayday. Mayday!
S.O.S.
[voice breaking] Anybody?
Help!
Anybody?
[static crackling]
[man] Es es la agencia maritima
y de seguridad Espanola.
[gasping]
Shh, shh, shh.
Yes. Yes.
Do you speak English?
English? Yes.
This is Maritime Safety
and Rescue Agency.
What is your emergency?
We're stuck in the middle
of nowhere. We...
[generator powering down]
No, no, no, no,
no, no, no! No!
[Peter] Get ready.
This could be it.
[door banging]
[banging]
[Michael] Why?
[roaring] Why?
Why don't you just k*ll us
and get it over with?
[banging]
Keep your mouth shut!
Nobody's giving up!
[birds singing]
Why hasn't he attacked yet?
[Jill] Making us wait
in a pool of our own urine
is probably part of the fun.
But why?
What possible reason
could he have?
None. It's random.
It's cold.
[Michael] Meaningless.
[Anna] You wouldn't
find us doing this.
[Jill chuckles]
[Jill] Your people
destroy lives all the time.
You just outsource it.
That's what you think?
You?
You haven't been right
about a single thing
since this all started.
[Peter] Christ!
Let's... not do this.
I need rest.
I'm going to sleep.
[Peter] Me too.
Fine!
I'll wake you
when it's your turn.
[eerie music playing]
[rustling]
Michael?
Michael? You all right?
Michael?
[Michael] I'm going for help.
I'll come back for you.
Where's Michael?
Anna! Where's Michael?
[panting]
[Peter] Michael's gone.
What?
Son of a b*tch didn't even
ask me to go with him.
[panting]
Said he was
going for help, but...
he was just running.
It's smart, actually.
One person's got a better chance
than a group...
if you're quiet.
[panting heavily]
[panting]
And then there were three.
We should make for that truck.
If we stay,
he will starve us out, or...
we'll do something stupid.
We should leave
while we're still strong enough.
You up for it?
We got lucky.
[door creaking]
[keys jangling]
[door slamming]
He didn't sh**t us.
Out of b*ll*ts?
Or maybe he's not be watching.
Well, if he's not...
If he's not,
we should go. Now!
When I get to the truck,
you come running.
[Jill] Okay.
f*ck!
Okay. Come on, come on.
[engine failing to start]
Come on. f*ck.
For Christ's sake!
What's he doing?
He's taking too long!
[engine struggles to a start]
Yes!
Come on.
[truck idling]
Peter! Peter.
He wouldn't do that to us.
He wouldn't.
Get back inside. Go on.
He wouldn't! He wouldn't!
Shh. Shh. Shh.
Get in!
[both gasping]
Come on.
Yes! Thank God.
[falling]
Come on. Come on, come on!
[both panting]
[door closing]
[birds singing]
[birds singing]
[Jill]
You scared the hell out of us.
[Anna] We thought you were
leaving us behind!
I wanted to pull closer.
[Anna] Always the gentleman.
[Anna] It's Michael! Peter!
It's Michael!
It's Michael.
Stop, stop, Peter!
Peter! Stop!
Stop. Peter!
[sobbing]
[Peter] It's nothing I'm doing.
The back tire's nearly flat.
We should keep going.
[Jill] I think we better
fix it now.
[Peter] I'll get it done quick.
[Jill] Okay.
[engaging parking brake]
[Jill] Oh, sh*t.
[ominous theme rising]
Okay. No problem.
[Anna] No! Wait!
[stabbing]
[Peter gasps]
[stabbing]
[woman chuckles]
[Anna whimpers]
[Vivian] It f*cking
smells in there.
Oh, my God!
Jill, run. Run!
[whimpering]
[jingling keys]
[Vivian] I'm sorry about that.
You okay?
[door closing]
[Vivian]
I think she's out of it.
[Jill] A little disoriented.
Completely understandable.
I-it... it doesn't make...
You're dead.
There was a... a body!
[Vivian] That f*ck' thing
packed in the roof box?
A group of assholes
we met last week.
[Jill] But they were
a fun group!
The father ran
a German hedge fund.
We kept the body...
thought it could be useful.
I liked it
'cause it looked like Viv.
[Vivian] Now I know
you're f*cking joking.
But...
but why would you...
Like I said to Peter...
we go on working vacations.
It doesn't make...
it doesn't make sense.
Blah, blah, f*cking blah.
I'm bored now.
[Jill] Every year,
we go and tour resorts.
[racks shell]
[Jill] We find nice people,
like yourself...
...and the money we skim
from your credit cards
and your bank accounts,
it pays our tuition fees.
See, an education
costs a lot these days.
Absolutely.
Not that we don't mind
a hard day's work.
Not that you f*ck
know anything about work ethic.
[yelping]
[Jill chuckles]
Oh, Viv, don't be so harsh.
She's so entitled,
she couldn't possibly understand
what we go through.
[Anna gasps]
See... Viv and I
spent our teen years
in a little village in Essex.
It was beautiful.
It was a sh*thole.
[Jill] It had its charm.
Do you remember the bakery?
The old lady...
what was her name?
Mrs. Bray.
[Jill] Oh, yeah, right.
She'd stand in the shop...
ah, the fresh bread...
[Anna whimpering]
...smelled like heaven.
And then the 2008 crash came.
[Anna sobs]
People like your dad...
and Michael's dad...
[Viv] Clive's dad...
and Ned's dad
and pretty little Peter's dad...
[Anna] Oh!
[Jill] They bribed,
lied, and stole.
They made so much money...
off other people's pain.
Aah!
People like you have no idea.
[sobbing]
You've got no idea.
[gasping in terror]
[chuckling]
Run.
[stammering] What?
[roaring] Run!
[yelping]
[sobbing and wailing]
[Jill] Think
she could be useful?
[Vivian] If we cut her head off,
maybe, for sure.
What's with that sh*t
you were saying
about the 2008 crash?
I mean, you seriously
outdid yourself this time.
You are such a b*tch.
[Jill] I like to see
where the spirit takes me.
People always want to know
why it happened.
They want some logical reason
in the end.
It's weird.
[Vivian] Interesting
performance.
[Jill] Thank you very much.
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