All That Remains (2024) Movie Script
1
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
(morse code beeping)
(dark tense music)
(alarm buzzing)
(tone blaring)
- [Radio Announcer] We
interrupt this broadcast with a
message from the Federal
Emergency Management System.
Local residents are
advised to immediately
tune into local news outlets.
(radio static buzzing)
- [Anchorwoman] We're
obviously looking at a very-
(gunshot fires)
disturbing live shot here.
We're working on-
(radio static buzzing)
Can someone get a hold of Sean?
Okay.
We've got the
producer on the phone.
Sean, we're on the air now.
What can you tell us?
- [Sean] They're all
over my screens, Lynn.
They're-they're
all over the city.
They're, oh my god.
(glass shattering)
- [Anchorwoman] Sean?
(frequency buzzing)
- [Radio Announcer] Residents
of the United States
are strongly encouraged to
take the following precautions
to avoid detection.
Sanitize and cover
all open wounds.
Barricade all windows and doors.
Stay inside after dark,
and clean up any
traces of blood.
(creature snarling)
(tense eerie music)
- Joan?
(Sophie's Mom sobbing)
(footsteps clomping)
- [Woman Over Radio]
Red fire station.
(radio static buzzing)
Plenty of food, water-
(radio static buzzing)
(garbled audio playing)
Look for the barricade
in the high school parking lot.
All are welcome.
(static buzzing)
(footsteps approaching)
- Oh!
Okay. Drawing here.
- Sorry.
(Joan chuckles)
- You okay?
- Bad dream.
- Again?
(Joan sighs)
- You weren't there
when I woke up.
I panicked.
- I can't hover 24/7.
I have things to do.
- Like what?
All you do is sit there
and listen to the radio.
- Someone has to do it.
- Stupid.
- [Joan] Hmm?
- All you do is sit
and listen to the radio
so you can work on that.
- So?
- What's the point?
- I don't know.
Does there have to be a point?
It's something to do that
isn't totally meaningless.
- A tree?
- No, not the tree.
The drawing.
Why do you care?
- I don't.
Doesn't change anything.
- Go bother Mom.
- I can't.
She's sulking.
- Oh.
It's just a room, Soph.
- No, it's not.
- I was thinking
about her earlier.
While sketching.
- Mom?
- No.
Taylor.
You can almost see her
trying to dance under it.
Sophie!
- Why would you do that?
I don't,
can't.
- Soph.
(body crashing)
(tense eerie music)
- [Sophie] Joan.
- [Joan] Stay here.
- [Sophie] Joan!
- Stay put.
(footsteps clambering)
(tense eerie music continues)
Soph.
Soph.
Sophie?
Soph, you there?
Sophie?
- I'm here.
- [Joan] I-I need your help.
- Are you with Mom?
- [Joan] Upstairs.
Bathroom.
- Okay.
- [Joan] Get a bag.
- What?
- [Joan] A bag.
- Wait, why?
- [Joan] (sighs) I-
- No.
- Soph.
- No.
- [Joan] Sophie.
In the corner, under Dad's
duffel bag, there's another.
- It's better they
don't come out.
- [Joan] The bag, Soph.
The black one.
(dark tense music)
(bag rustling)
You got it?
- Yeah.
- [Joan] Grab some bleach.
(knocking on door)
- Joan?
(door slams)
(dark foreboding music)
Joan?
(birds and insects chirping)
(body thumping)
(bleach splashing)
(Sophie crying)
- Hey, hey.
We can clean up after
we clean inside.
We don't have a lot of time.
(water splashing)
She must have wanted
to see outside.
Before.
(Joan sighs)
(water splashing)
(hammering nails)
(tense eerie music)
(bag rustling)
(sneaker squeaks)
(body crashes)
(frequency humming)
(hammering wood)
(soft tense music)
You all done?
(water pouring)
(Sophie crying)
It'll go quicker if you help.
We don't have much time.
Come on.
Come on!
Just grab the corners.
- Okay.
(Sophie gasps)
- [Sophie] I can't!
- We have to.
Just grab the corners.
The sooner we go, the
sooner we'll get back.
- It's too late!
- Not if we're fast, okay?
Just come on.
- No!
Don't hurt her!
- Sophie.
- We can wait til tomorrow.
- Remember what happened to Dad?
- The fence, it'll keep us safe!
- It's just a deterrent.
It won't stop a hungry one.
- It will, it will!
Please let me turn it on!
Please.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
- I'll radio in when I'm
back and inside the fence.
Then you can turn it on.
- It's too late.
- I'll be quick.
Just keep your headset on.
(bag rustling)
- Come in, Joan.
Hello, Joan?
(crickets chirping)
- [Joan] Sophie, turn
the fence back on.
(soft tense music)
(footsteps rustling)
(Joan struggling)
- [Garbled Voice]
There, hold her down!
(Joan struggling)
- [Joan] Wait!
(tense eerie music)
- Joan?
I turned it back on.
(dark tense music)
Are you here yet?
Joan?
(birds chirping)
Joan?
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
(soft tense music continues)
Joan?
Is that you?
- [Joe] Infinite complacency,
men went to and fro
over this globe about
their little affairs.
(static buzzing)
- Hello?
- Joan?
Come in, Joan!
You there?
- [Rebecca] Can
someone come get me?
I won't complain
or slow you down.
Anyone?
- [Joe] No one gave a thought
to the older worlds of space
as sources-
- Joan?
Come in, Joan.
- [Joe] I was curious to recall
some of the members-
(static buzzing)
of those departed-
- Joan?
You there?
Joan, come in!
- [Woman] I-I can't.
No.
I won't.
I'm going to kill myself.
(woman laughing)
Ah.
There.
I said it.
(headphones crash)
(soft solemn music)
Go now to be reunited
with Barbara and Richard,
who was the first to go.
Bastard always
was the lucky one.
I can't think of anyone else
I'd wanna waste my breath on.
I buried what's left
of him in the backyard.
I just needed it to
stop following us,
but it never stops!
This isn't a cry for help.
I just need someone
to clean up the mess.
(gunshot fires)
(creatures snarling)
(alarm sounding)
(alarm stops)
(birds chirping)
(creature chittering)
(stake squelches)
(bleach pouring)
(water pours)
- [Joe] I began to explain
my view of our position.
He listened at first,
but as I went on, the
interest dawning in his eyes
gave place to the former stare,
and his regard wandered from me.
"This must be the beginning
of the end," he said,
interrupting me.
"The end, the great and
terrible day of the Lord."
(Joe coughing)
"Be a man," said I.
"You're scared out of your wits.
"What good is religion if
it collapses under calamity?
"Do you think God has
exempted Waybridge?
"He is not an insurance agent."
For a time, he sat
in blank silence.
"But how can we escape?"
He asked suddenly.
"They are invulnerable.
"They are pitiless."
(radio static buzzing)
(static undulating)
Those in Redding,
Bricker, and Red County,
seek immediate shelter.
I ain't shitting you, kids.
This neighborhood
is under attack.
Anyone within 20 miles of
lat long 34 negative 92
is gonna get a mouthful.
They're dropping canisters.
The lat long is 34 negative 92.
Turn your songbooks
to 34 negative 92.
ETA is, well, right about now.
(planes whooshing)
(tense foreboding music)
I'm guessing H12 gas, so be
sure and seal up any cracks.
It's nasty stuff.
But a few gulps won't
kill you, I think.
Or was that H13?
Ah.
Either way, you're gonna
get one hell of a rash.
(door slams)
(gas hissing)
(tense foreboding
music continues)
(gas hissing)
(door creaking)
(door slams)
(Sophie coughing)
(Sophie retching)
(Sophie shrieking)
(Sophie coughs)
(soft solemn music)
(Sophie exhales)
(soft solemn music continues)
(birds chirping)
(door clangs)
All right.
Should be over now.
Anybody make it?
Any survivors in or around
Bricker, Red, or Redding?
This isn't a trick.
It's just nice to know
that someone's listening.
Fine.
Didn't wanna talk
to you anyways.
Sorry.
Just, uh, the only one.
And it gets old.
(Joe coughing)
It's currently 78
degrees, dewpoint of 72.
We had this storm the other day.
Looks like it'll be the
only one for a while.
(chuckles) What do I know?
My NOAA weather radio
went out years ago.
I just make this shit up.
(morse code beeping)
(Joe gasps)
F- a duck!
What-what, hold on.
I don't know that.
Just a sec.
Are you there?
Hello? Hello?
You still there?
Please.
This-this is Joe.
My name is Joe.
Are you there?
(morse code beeping)
Oh yes.
How are you still breathing?
(morse code beeping)
Oh, so you're military.
Anyone else with you?
You don't, you don't
gotta answer that.
Me, holed up in a library,
surrounded by moldy books.
That's probably why
I got this cough.
I assume you heard my reading.
What do you think?
(morse code beeping)
Oh.
Well.
I don't normally
take requests, but,
but I could make an exception.
So long as it's something
we both can enjoy.
Any suggestions?
(soft music)
"And so the prince traveled
from his father's kingdom,
"taking only his birthright
and his two hunting dogs.
"Now, El Misser, Miss,"
I'm just gonna call
the young prince
El Mariachi, or something.
I can't pronounce, I mean,
how's a kid supposed,
(clears throat).
"El Mariachi sang arrogant
songs of victories yet to be,
"and to ward off the
darkness, his dogs howled
"alongside him, but
their howling stopped
"once they neared
the gates of Loesch.
"The dark gates flashed with
fire and echoed thunder.
"El Mariachi shielded his eyes,
"and his dogs cowered low.
"Nearby, an old hermit, who
had watched the young prince
"approached and called
out, 'I would go no further
"'if I were you, El
Mariachi, for the land beyond
"'is the domain
of the Dark Ones.
"'You have not seen
them, but they see you.
"'They hunger for chaos
and pain, your pain.
"'Already, they are
perched upon the gates,
"their fangs dripping blood'-"
(radio beeping)
(dark tense music)
(tense music continues)
(Sophie grunts)
"To mash and grind
your furry friends
"into dogling soup."
(morse code beeping)
Did you miss something?
Don't you have a backup
generator or something?
(morse code beeping)
There you go then.
Now don't interrupt.
This is very therapeutic for me.
(Sophie groans)
"Withholding his anger, El
Mariachi reminded the old man,
"'Nothing you say
will dissuade me.'
"The hermit looked down
and said, 'Very well.
"'If you must go,
I shall bless you
"'with a gift.'
(morse code beeping)
(dark tense music)
What the hell does that mean?
(morse code beeping)
You have an electric fence?
Are you wanting me to
stop until you get back?
(Sophie groans)
I don't know what you want.
You have a generator, right?
(creature snarling outside)
I can wait until you come back.
(tense foreboding music)
Hello?
Okay.
I'm gonna keep reading, then.
(Joe clears throat)
"'What gift could you
bestow on a noble prince
"'as brave as I?'
"'Your birthright may
have brought you here,'
"the hermit spoke.
"'But common men beset by foes
"'need other tricks and powers.
"'If the dark ones catch
you, they will kill you.'
"The hermit pulled a
ringlet from his cloak
"and gave it to the prince.
"'But first, they
must catch you.'"
(radio static buzzing)
(crickets chirping)
(tense music)
(Sophie grunting)
(static buzzes)
"He gagged as the rancid
odor filled his nostrils."
- [Sophie] Joe?
- [Joe] A kid?
Hello?
- It's me.
- [Joe] The-the army guy?
- That's my dad.
- [Joe] Well, where's he?
- [Sophie] He's, I need your
help with this generator.
- [Joe] Oh, okay.
Sure, uh.
Um.
- What do I do first?
- [Joe] Is there a button?
- [Sophie] Yeah.
- [Joe] Push it
three or four times,
and then pull the cord.
(cord whirring)
(tense suspenseful music)
(Sophie screams)
Run, kid!
(tense dramatic music)
(Sophie shrieks)
(Sophie grunts)
- I'm bleeding.
- [Joe] Cover it up, quick.
(glass shattering)
(creature snarls)
- It's inside.
- [Joe] It'll find
you if you don't get
that bleeding stopped.
It-it can't be
anywhere near blood.
(footsteps clambering)
(creature snarling)
(footsteps approaching)
(door creaks)
(soft tense music)
(tense music continues)
(floorboard creaks)
(floorboard creaks)
(tense music continues)
(creature snuffling)
(bottle thumps)
(creature snarling)
You gotta cover the blood smell.
(creature snuffling)
(tense foreboding music)
(Sophie cries)
(creature snarling)
(creature rustling)
(creature snarls)
(creature roars)
(glass shattering)
(footsteps receding)
(creature shrieks)
You still there, kid?
- I think it's gone.
(tense music continues)
(Sophie panting)
- [Joe] All good?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] Damn, kid.
(alarm sounding)
- It's still out there.
It's trapped inside the fence.
What do I do?
- [Joe] I wouldn't turn it off.
Especially if it's
making a fuss.
(alarm stops)
You don't wanna attract more.
(Sophie whimpers)
Hey, hey.
Don't fret.
Come sunrise, it'll-it'll
hide out somewhere,
and you can, you can
board everything back up.
No trouble.
- What if it hides
inside the house?
- [Joe] It won't.
- How do you know?
- [Joe] It just won't, okay?
Joe knows things.
It's late, kid.
Best thing to do now,
just-just get some sleep.
(tense music)
(creature snarling outside)
(birds chirping)
(static buzzes)
You good, kid?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- [Joe] Good.
So, uh, are you,
I mean, is there-is
there anyone with you?
Your-your dad, or a-
- No.
- [Joe] Oh.
Sorry, it's, it's just,
well, it's been a while
since I've talked to anyone.
I-I was hoping,
well, never mind.
Hey, you must be
pretty tough, huh?
- I don't know.
- [Joe] Well, if you're
making it on your own,
you're like El Mariachi.
- What?
- [Joe] The young prince, taking
on the Dark Ones of Loesch.
That's it.
You are a badass little prince.
- I'm a girl.
- [Joe] Irrelevant.
You, uh, cool with the story?
The-the book?
- What?
Yeah, I guess.
- [Joe] Big mess in there?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] Is it all right
if I stay on the air
while you fix things up?
- Sure.
(soft tense music)
(glass crunching)
(soft tense music continues)
(soft tense music continues)
(solemn music)
(solemn music continues)
(solemn music continues)
(solemn music continues)
(solemn music continues)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
(soft solemn music)
(soft solemn music continues)
(book thumps)
(Sophie panting)
(Sophie screams)
(book thumps)
- [Joe] Uh, everything okay?
- Sorry.
- [Joe] You wanna talk about it.
- [Sophie] No, not really.
- [Joe] Okay.
I'm glad we switched the books.
In the other one, the ending,
it's a tad too convenient.
Not how real life works.
Don't know if he'll
make it in the end,
but El Mariachi seems to
be having a good time.
I mean, sure, he's
scared shitless,
but at least he's
got those dogs.
- We've got nobody.
- [Joe] You got me.
- I don't even know you.
- [Joe] Well, I got you.
How about that?
- Why do you even bother?
- [Joe] With what?
Talking to you?
- Reading.
- [Joe] Why do you listen?
- That's not an answer.
- [Joe] Maybe I
just like to read.
Does there have to be a reason?
- I don't know.
My sister said the same thing.
She likes to draw.
- [Joe] Hmm, so what do you do?
- What do you mean?
- [Joe] Well, you
don't read or draw,
so what do you do?
- I never said I
don't do those things.
- [Joe] Well, do you?
- Not anymore.
- [Joe] But you did?
- [Sophie] I guess.
- [Joe] Okay, so why?
- (scoffs) That's different.
That was before.
- [Joe] Then what's
wrong with now?
I like now.
- You're insane!
How can you say that?
We've got nobody.
We're just sitting
here waiting to die.
- [Joe] When has that
ever not been the case?
- What?
- [Joe] We're all dying, kid.
Whether it's here, 20 years ago,
or 100 years from now,
we're all waiting to die.
- It's not the same.
- [Joe] It's all relative.
The linchpin is how
we get through it.
I guess that's why I read.
You want me to start?
(soft music)
Kid?
- Sure.
- [Joe] Okay.
"They set up camp
near the cliff's edge.
"Even in the under lands,
the stars twinkled earnestly,
"lulling the prince to sleep."
(motor rumbling)
(motor sputters)
(gas swishing)
(gas pouring)
(objects clattering)
(creature snarling)
(Sophie sighs)
(creature rustling)
(Sophie panting)
- When they catch you,
they will kill you.
But first, they must catch you.
(dark tense music)
(creature rustling)
(dark tense music continues)
(creature rustling)
(objects clattering)
(object clangs)
(Sophie shrieks)
(creature snarling)
(creature growls)
(objects clattering)
(gunshot fires)
(creature roars)
(gunshots firing)
(creature shrieking)
(dark tense music)
(creature howling)
(soft solemn music)
(gas pouring)
(creature howling)
Joe, are you here?
Come in, Joe.
(clears throat) El Mariachi
calling in for Joe.
Joe, are you here?
(soup splatting)
(tense foreboding music)
(bowl clattering)
(Sophie panting)
(soft tense music)
- [Joe] Joe here.
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] Are you sure?
- No.
They're everywhere.
And I'm scared.
- [Joe] Hey, you're safe, kid.
You've got that fence.
- No.
Nothing can survive out there.
They kill everything.
- [Joe] What's going on?
Did something happen?
- They're everywhere.
There's no way she's alive.
They got her.
- [Joe] Whoa, hold on.
You-you don't know that.
- But I-
- [Joe] But you don't know that.
You're guessing.
Just breathe.
(tense emotional music)
- They must have.
They got everyone else.
- [Joe] Um, I'm sorry,
kid, but listen.
You've got your pal, Joe.
(chuckles) I'm here.
- I know.
- [Joe] No seriously.
You and me.
We're friends.
Right?
Right, kid?
- [Sophie] Yeah, of course.
- [Joe] Then you
shouldn't give up hope.
Never give up hope.
You got that?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] I mean, I had
to hope for a long time
that someone was
listening when I read.
And there you were.
Speaking of listening,
have I lost you?
- Does Redding have a library?
- [Joe] What?
I don't know.
Never been.
Probably.
- What about Bricker?
- [Joe] What are you getting at?
- We're friends, right Joe?
- [Joe] I just said that.
- Well, I need your help.
- [Joe] Okay, uh.
- The generator's almost out,
and I have no more gas.
- [Joe] You'll have to
set a few traps, then.
Not too hard.
You've got a few
days of power left.
No problem.
- [Sophie] Well, I
have another idea.
- [Joe] Oh?
- Well if you're in the
area, and I'm in the area,
then maybe-
- [Joe] Kid, uh, kid,
I don't have any gas.
And even if I did-
- Not gas, you.
- [Joe] I, I-
- My name's Sophie, and
I need you to get me
before the fence goes out.
- [Joe] I-
- North 35 degrees-
- [Joe] What are you doing?
- 42 minutes, 48.5 seconds.
West 91-
- [Joe] Stop, Sophie.
Don't!
- 44 minutes, 4.2 seconds.
There.
Now you have to come.
- [Joe] I-I could
be 1000 miles away
in another country.
- But you're not.
- [Joe] You can't just
give out your location.
Who knows who's listening in?
- You're listening!
Come on, Joe.
Come get me.
- [Joe] Sophie.
What you've got there is
better than I'll ever have.
You've gotta tough
it out on your own.
- Why?
Why won't you come?
- [Joe] I can't.
- You won't!
I thought you said
we were friends!
That we had each other's backs!
- [Joe] We do, but this
isn't one of our stories, kid
- What's that supposed to mean?
Joe?
Joe?
Don't leave me.
Joe?
- [Joe] Look, before all
this mess, I did stunts.
- Joe, I-
- [Joe] Don't talk over me, kid.
Don't talk.
You listen.
We were doing a biopic
on Evel Knievel.
It was a shit picture.
But I still had
10 buses to jump.
And I fudged it.
Tore a rotary cuff.
Slipped a disc.
Fractured my skull.
Nothing time couldn't mend,
and pills couldn't numb,
but I learned real quick,
I-I like my oxycodone.
A year or later, I
was hooked on smack.
When I lost a place
to ride out the high,
I'd shoot up at the legal
injection site downtown.
Next thing I know,
crumpled in a corner,
dizzy as hell, and I
can't feel my legs.
And crammed into that
corner for 48 hours,
the blood in my
legs had poisoned.
(Joe sighs)
To save my life,
they had to, uh,
I'm a cripple.
Don't even have a wheelchair.
There's no way I'm
coming for you.
- You can't get me?
- [Joe] Kid.
What you've got
there is special.
You're better off than most.
- I can't do this.
No!
No, no, no!
This is too much!
I'm gonna die here!
They're gonna kill me!
They're all gonna-
- Hey, hey.
Don't go there.
You're gonna be fine.
Just take a breath.
- Once the generator's
out, they'll come.
In a couple of months,
I'll be out of food.
What happens then?
I can't hunt!
They're hunting me!
- [Joe] Whoa, whoa.
Slow down.
- They can't be stopped.
They'll follow me
forever and ever.
- [Joe] You're gonna
fudge the jump.
- [Sophie] What?
- [Joe] You gotta take
it one bus at a time.
That's where I screwed up.
Thought of it all
together and lost control.
Same with kicking the habit.
You get too far down the line,
and it's just too
many damn buses.
You gotta take it
a day at a time.
Don't line them up.
That kinda thinking
gets you killed.
- What should I do then?
- [Joe] Your dad was
in the Army, right?
- Marines.
- [Joe] I'm just a stuntman,
but I know my way
around explosives.
(tense determined music)
(tense determined
music continues)
(generator rumbling)
(birds chirping)
(generator rumbling)
(tense determined
music continues)
(birds chirping)
Down.
- [Sophie] Down.
- [Joe] Hold.
Up.
- Up.
- Down.
- Down.
- Hold.
- Hold.
(Sophie grunts)
- Up.
- Up.
- Down.
- Down.
- [Joe] You're not
doing them anymore.
"But as all men do, even
kings, El Mariachi grew
"long in years.
"His joints began to ache,
"and his vision blurred.
"Even on warm summer
nights, his teeth rattled,
"and his shoulders shook.
"And in his final time, he
whispered to those around him,
"'I am afraid, but undespairing.
"'I am weak, but more
prepared than ever I have been
"'in all my life.'
"Then El Mariachi
proclaimed, 'I see them
"'preparing my way, singing
songs we borrowed from them
"'long ago, and my dogs.
"'I see my dogs.'
"And when King El Mariachi
realized his time to come,
"he swiftly turned to
meet that unknown land
"of wonderful dangers."
- That's it?
- [Joe] That's it.
- That was good.
- [Joe] It was.
- Thanks, Joe.
- [Joe] Sure.
Tonight's the night?
- Yeah.
(chewing food)
(generator rumbling)
(generator cuts out)
(lighter flicking)
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
(radio static buzzing)
(soft tense music continues)
(soft tense music continues)
- [Joe] What's for dinner?
- Beans.
- [Joe] You're gonna be fine.
- I know.
Before all of this,
I didn't tell you, but
I had a little sister.
Her name was Taylor.
She loved to dance,
but she was horrible.
Always stumbling
around, for hours.
Eventually, she'd fall down,
totally exhausted,
and start wailing.
I'd get so mad at her
when she did that.
One time,
the last time,
I told her to give up.
That she'd never figure it out.
She was too clumsy and too slow.
If I'd known she'd be gone-
- [Joe] You couldn't have known.
- But she gave up
when it mattered most.
I told her to give up.
- [Joe] You can't
think like that.
- Well, it's true.
- [Joe] Even if it is,
you gotta let it go.
- I can't.
- [Joe] Why not?
- I just can't, okay?
- [Joe] It's a choice, you know?
Sophie, you're
choosing to suffer.
- You think I'm choosing to?
You think I'm choosing this?
You think I wanna
feel bad about this?
- [Joe] Yeah.
- Why?
(tense music)
- [Joan] Sophie!
- Joan?
(motor revving)
- [Joe] What's wrong?
- [Rick] Get out here,
and we'll play nice!
- [Joe] Sophie?
- [Sophie] They've got her.
- [Joe] They?
How many?
- [Sophie] At least three.
- [Joe] Bad guys?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] You need a plan.
- [Rick] I'ma count to three!
Three!
(gunshot fires)
- [Joe] What did you do?
- It wasn't me!
(gunshots firing)
(Sophie gasps)
(Sophie whimpering)
(explosion booms)
(Sophie shrieks)
- [Joe] Shotgun.
Grab it.
(Sophie shrieking)
- [Rick] Don't let her escape!
(dark tense music)
(Shelly screams)
- They're inside.
- [Joe] Hiding place.
Go.
(Sophie panting)
- [Shelly] I'm gonna kill her!
(footsteps approaching)
- [Joe] Are you safe?
- Yeah.
I think we got one.
- [Joe] Okay.
If we wait for them
to clean up the mess-
- They've got Joan.
- [Joe] I know.
But we've got to-
- No, they locked her
in the storm cellar.
And I can get in the cellar and-
- [Jeff] Hey, we
know you're up there!
- I think there's only two left.
- [Joe] That's one too many.
We need to wait.
- I'm done hiding, Joe.
- [Joe] We've got
to play it safe.
It's dark.
And if the trap worked,
there's-there's
bound to be blood.
Lots of blood.
You know what that means.
(dark tense music)
- Hey!
Hey!
(Sophie shrieks)
(trap clatters)
Shit!
- [Joe] What did you do?
You're gonna get
yourself killed!
(headset clatters)
- [Shelly] That trick
only works once-
- [Jeff] Whoa, stop!
- She killed Rick!
She killed him.
You killed him!
- Shelly, we've got
bigger fish to fry-
- Shut up!
- It's dark now, and
there's-there's a body.
- What's another blood bag-
- Stop!
(Sophie panting)
- [Joe] Don't touch her!
- No more blood.
(dark tense music)
(dark tense music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clangs)
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
- You gave away your position.
- [Sophie] Joan, I-
- [Joan] Oh come here.
(Sophie crying)
- [Sophie] Here, sit down.
(Joan sighs)
(Joan exhales)
- They found me at the fence.
(Joan chuckling)
Morons didn't
realize 50 more feet
would have led them here.
- I'm sorry I
didn't go with you.
- Either way.
(Joan gasps)
- [Sophie] Sorry.
- No, you're fine.
You're fine.
Just the soap stings.
- You're alive.
(bleach pours)
Here.
Come on.
- No.
- Joan.
- It's fine, it's fine.
- Give me your arm.
(Joan crying)
(Joan gasping)
- I never said a word.
I kept you safe.
Not even Rick could break me.
Then you went and
blabbed on the radio.
- I'm sorry.
- Save it.
What good is sketching anyway?
Still got my left.
(Joan crying)
- I hung your sketches up.
In Taylor's room.
- I didn't think you'd
ever step foot in there.
- Joe helped.
- [Joan] Who?
- Joe.
- Oh.
The jerk responsible for this?
No.
Not Joe.
You.
What were you thinking?
- I had to reach out
to somebody, Joan.
I can't do this on my own.
We're together now.
That's something, right?
- She always had a bump on
the left side of her head.
Remember? (laughs)
- It's not her fault.
- She was so upset when
her tap shoes came in,
'cause they were two
different colors,
and- (inhales sharply)
Easy!
(Joan sighs)
The UPS guy shows up,
and she comes screaming
at the front door.
Really freaked the guy out.
I mean, she opened the box
with her teeth. (laughs)
The-the left one, with
the orthopedic lift,
it was that nasty beige.
And the right one was-
- Pink.
She hated them.
- Yeah.
She almost gave up on dancing
right there on the front porch.
She never was very
good on her feet.
(Sophie crying)
Soph.
You gotta let her go.
- I know.
- [Joan] She's gone.
- No.
She's still running.
- Oh, Sophie.
(Sophie crying)
(Joan sighs)
Hey.
Come on.
(soft music continues)
You know, I used to think that
you and Mom were the same.
But I was wrong.
- What do you mean?
- Mom wasn't made
for this world.
She was a goner before
it even started.
Not you, though.
(soft music continues)
So, how many did you get?
- Hmm?
- Outside.
How many did you kill?
- One.
- Not bad.
- Joe helped.
So what happens next?
They gonna kill us?
- They won't touch
a hair on your head.
Do you understand?
I won't let them.
- Neither will I.
We're gonna get out of this.
You and me, together.
- You are so, so brave.
- Joan?
- Yeah?
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
(door clanging)
- [Shelly] Come on.
- [Sophie] Don't.
- [Shelly] Just her!
- Sophie.
Sophie, stay put!
(Shelly laughing)
Stay put.
(door clanging)
(dark tense music)
(gunshots firing)
(Shelly screams)
- No!
(banging on door)
(gunshots firing)
Joan!
(creature snarling)
(gunshots firing)
Joan!
(creature roaring)
(tense foreboding music)
(Sophie shrieks)
(creature roars)
(creature snarling)
(Jeff whimpering)
(creature snarling)
(tense suspenseful music)
(Jeff shrieks)
Close that door!
(Sophie gasps)
(creature snarling)
(blood squelching)
(Sophie screaming)
(creature snarling)
Joan!
(creature roars)
(soft tense music)
Joan!
Joan!
Joan, no, no, no, no, no!
(Joan sputtering)
What am I supposed to do?
- Sophie.
(coughing) I'm scared.
- We can get away, come on!
- I'm scared.
(Sophie crying)
(creatures snarling)
Don't leave.
Don't-don't leave.
- I'm not gonna leave.
(creature snarling)
(Joan choking)
- [Joan] Don't leave me.
- I'm sorry.
(Joan choking)
(creature snarling)
(Sophie shrieking)
(creature growling)
(Sophie yelping)
(creature roars)
(glass shattering)
(grenade explodes)
(Sophie screams)
(creature roaring)
(Sophie screams)
(gunshots firing)
(creature roaring)
(Sophie screams)
(Sophie yelping)
(gunshots firing)
(creature roaring)
(Sophie roars)
(dark tense music)
(Sophie screaming)
(soft emotional music)
(high pitched frequency ringing)
(Sophie crying)
(Sophie crying)
I'm sorry, Joan.
You were wrong, I'm not brave.
(Sophie sobbing)
- [Joe] You there?
Sophie.
Hello?
- Joe?
- Hello?
- [Joe] Sophie?
- [Sophie] Joe,
I can't find you.
- [Joe] Hello?
- [Sophie] Joe?
- [Joe] Come on.
- Something happened.
- [Joe] Kid-kid.
You're alive.
- It just keeps
coming. (sobbing)
- [Joe] What's coming?
- Everything.
I can't run anymore.
Joe!
- [Joe] You're-you're
not making any sense.
- You just don't get it, Joe.
There's no reason
for any of this.
We were, we were so close.
And you had that leg,
and you couldn't run.
I couldn't slow down.
I was too afraid.
- [Joe] Kid.
- I should've done something!
They were too fast.
- [Joe] Sophie.
- I couldn't stop.
And they got her.
And Mom saw everything
that happened.
And I just ran.
I couldn't slow down.
And I heard them,
and I heard her.
Why do I keep running?
(Sophie sobbing)
Joe, I'm so tired.
I'm so tired, Joe.
What do I do?
- [Joe] You're strong, Sophie.
You're strong.
You're stronger
than all of them.
And maybe your sister
wasn't quick on her feet.
But you are.
- I loved her.
- [Joe] I know.
- I loved all of them.
I can't do this! (sobbing)
- [Joe] Sophie.
- Joan's dead!
- [Joe] Jesus.
- I just found her again,
and she's already gone forever!
First Taylor, then Mom.
And now, I don't
know how to do this.
- [Joe] Kid.
- I don't know how to do this!
- [Joe] Sophie.
- I don't know how.
- [Joe] What do you
not know how to do?
- I-
- [Joe] I'm here, kid.
- I don't know how
to live without them.
There's no point.
- [Joe] They aren't
around anymore.
But you are.
There's meaning in that.
- I'm scared.
- [Joe] It's scary out
there, and painful.
I should know.
But I'm here, and I'm alive.
And you are, too.
- I don't wanna be.
- [Joe] Sophie, I,
I can't make you believe
life's worth living.
That's up to you.
But I can choose to take
it one day at a time,
to make a life
worth waking up for,
and I-I can promise you this.
Whatever you decide, I'll
be here in the morning,
listening in.
(Sophie sniffles)
- [Sophie] Joe?
- [Joe] Yeah?
- Could you stay
with me tonight?
- [Joe] Sure, kiddo.
I'm here.
(soft emotional music)
(soft emotional music continues)
(soft emotional music continues)
(soft emotional music continues)
(emotional music mounting)
(zipper being zipped)
(birds chirping)
(door slams)
(emotional music continues)
- Hey, Joe?
- [Joe] Yeah, kid?
- I'm coming for you.
- [Joe] Be swift, little prince.
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(music fading)
(birds chirping)
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
(morse code beeping)
(dark tense music)
(alarm buzzing)
(tone blaring)
- [Radio Announcer] We
interrupt this broadcast with a
message from the Federal
Emergency Management System.
Local residents are
advised to immediately
tune into local news outlets.
(radio static buzzing)
- [Anchorwoman] We're
obviously looking at a very-
(gunshot fires)
disturbing live shot here.
We're working on-
(radio static buzzing)
Can someone get a hold of Sean?
Okay.
We've got the
producer on the phone.
Sean, we're on the air now.
What can you tell us?
- [Sean] They're all
over my screens, Lynn.
They're-they're
all over the city.
They're, oh my god.
(glass shattering)
- [Anchorwoman] Sean?
(frequency buzzing)
- [Radio Announcer] Residents
of the United States
are strongly encouraged to
take the following precautions
to avoid detection.
Sanitize and cover
all open wounds.
Barricade all windows and doors.
Stay inside after dark,
and clean up any
traces of blood.
(creature snarling)
(tense eerie music)
- Joan?
(Sophie's Mom sobbing)
(footsteps clomping)
- [Woman Over Radio]
Red fire station.
(radio static buzzing)
Plenty of food, water-
(radio static buzzing)
(garbled audio playing)
Look for the barricade
in the high school parking lot.
All are welcome.
(static buzzing)
(footsteps approaching)
- Oh!
Okay. Drawing here.
- Sorry.
(Joan chuckles)
- You okay?
- Bad dream.
- Again?
(Joan sighs)
- You weren't there
when I woke up.
I panicked.
- I can't hover 24/7.
I have things to do.
- Like what?
All you do is sit there
and listen to the radio.
- Someone has to do it.
- Stupid.
- [Joan] Hmm?
- All you do is sit
and listen to the radio
so you can work on that.
- So?
- What's the point?
- I don't know.
Does there have to be a point?
It's something to do that
isn't totally meaningless.
- A tree?
- No, not the tree.
The drawing.
Why do you care?
- I don't.
Doesn't change anything.
- Go bother Mom.
- I can't.
She's sulking.
- Oh.
It's just a room, Soph.
- No, it's not.
- I was thinking
about her earlier.
While sketching.
- Mom?
- No.
Taylor.
You can almost see her
trying to dance under it.
Sophie!
- Why would you do that?
I don't,
can't.
- Soph.
(body crashing)
(tense eerie music)
- [Sophie] Joan.
- [Joan] Stay here.
- [Sophie] Joan!
- Stay put.
(footsteps clambering)
(tense eerie music continues)
Soph.
Soph.
Sophie?
Soph, you there?
Sophie?
- I'm here.
- [Joan] I-I need your help.
- Are you with Mom?
- [Joan] Upstairs.
Bathroom.
- Okay.
- [Joan] Get a bag.
- What?
- [Joan] A bag.
- Wait, why?
- [Joan] (sighs) I-
- No.
- Soph.
- No.
- [Joan] Sophie.
In the corner, under Dad's
duffel bag, there's another.
- It's better they
don't come out.
- [Joan] The bag, Soph.
The black one.
(dark tense music)
(bag rustling)
You got it?
- Yeah.
- [Joan] Grab some bleach.
(knocking on door)
- Joan?
(door slams)
(dark foreboding music)
Joan?
(birds and insects chirping)
(body thumping)
(bleach splashing)
(Sophie crying)
- Hey, hey.
We can clean up after
we clean inside.
We don't have a lot of time.
(water splashing)
She must have wanted
to see outside.
Before.
(Joan sighs)
(water splashing)
(hammering nails)
(tense eerie music)
(bag rustling)
(sneaker squeaks)
(body crashes)
(frequency humming)
(hammering wood)
(soft tense music)
You all done?
(water pouring)
(Sophie crying)
It'll go quicker if you help.
We don't have much time.
Come on.
Come on!
Just grab the corners.
- Okay.
(Sophie gasps)
- [Sophie] I can't!
- We have to.
Just grab the corners.
The sooner we go, the
sooner we'll get back.
- It's too late!
- Not if we're fast, okay?
Just come on.
- No!
Don't hurt her!
- Sophie.
- We can wait til tomorrow.
- Remember what happened to Dad?
- The fence, it'll keep us safe!
- It's just a deterrent.
It won't stop a hungry one.
- It will, it will!
Please let me turn it on!
Please.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
- I'll radio in when I'm
back and inside the fence.
Then you can turn it on.
- It's too late.
- I'll be quick.
Just keep your headset on.
(bag rustling)
- Come in, Joan.
Hello, Joan?
(crickets chirping)
- [Joan] Sophie, turn
the fence back on.
(soft tense music)
(footsteps rustling)
(Joan struggling)
- [Garbled Voice]
There, hold her down!
(Joan struggling)
- [Joan] Wait!
(tense eerie music)
- Joan?
I turned it back on.
(dark tense music)
Are you here yet?
Joan?
(birds chirping)
Joan?
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
(soft tense music continues)
Joan?
Is that you?
- [Joe] Infinite complacency,
men went to and fro
over this globe about
their little affairs.
(static buzzing)
- Hello?
- Joan?
Come in, Joan!
You there?
- [Rebecca] Can
someone come get me?
I won't complain
or slow you down.
Anyone?
- [Joe] No one gave a thought
to the older worlds of space
as sources-
- Joan?
Come in, Joan.
- [Joe] I was curious to recall
some of the members-
(static buzzing)
of those departed-
- Joan?
You there?
Joan, come in!
- [Woman] I-I can't.
No.
I won't.
I'm going to kill myself.
(woman laughing)
Ah.
There.
I said it.
(headphones crash)
(soft solemn music)
Go now to be reunited
with Barbara and Richard,
who was the first to go.
Bastard always
was the lucky one.
I can't think of anyone else
I'd wanna waste my breath on.
I buried what's left
of him in the backyard.
I just needed it to
stop following us,
but it never stops!
This isn't a cry for help.
I just need someone
to clean up the mess.
(gunshot fires)
(creatures snarling)
(alarm sounding)
(alarm stops)
(birds chirping)
(creature chittering)
(stake squelches)
(bleach pouring)
(water pours)
- [Joe] I began to explain
my view of our position.
He listened at first,
but as I went on, the
interest dawning in his eyes
gave place to the former stare,
and his regard wandered from me.
"This must be the beginning
of the end," he said,
interrupting me.
"The end, the great and
terrible day of the Lord."
(Joe coughing)
"Be a man," said I.
"You're scared out of your wits.
"What good is religion if
it collapses under calamity?
"Do you think God has
exempted Waybridge?
"He is not an insurance agent."
For a time, he sat
in blank silence.
"But how can we escape?"
He asked suddenly.
"They are invulnerable.
"They are pitiless."
(radio static buzzing)
(static undulating)
Those in Redding,
Bricker, and Red County,
seek immediate shelter.
I ain't shitting you, kids.
This neighborhood
is under attack.
Anyone within 20 miles of
lat long 34 negative 92
is gonna get a mouthful.
They're dropping canisters.
The lat long is 34 negative 92.
Turn your songbooks
to 34 negative 92.
ETA is, well, right about now.
(planes whooshing)
(tense foreboding music)
I'm guessing H12 gas, so be
sure and seal up any cracks.
It's nasty stuff.
But a few gulps won't
kill you, I think.
Or was that H13?
Ah.
Either way, you're gonna
get one hell of a rash.
(door slams)
(gas hissing)
(tense foreboding
music continues)
(gas hissing)
(door creaking)
(door slams)
(Sophie coughing)
(Sophie retching)
(Sophie shrieking)
(Sophie coughs)
(soft solemn music)
(Sophie exhales)
(soft solemn music continues)
(birds chirping)
(door clangs)
All right.
Should be over now.
Anybody make it?
Any survivors in or around
Bricker, Red, or Redding?
This isn't a trick.
It's just nice to know
that someone's listening.
Fine.
Didn't wanna talk
to you anyways.
Sorry.
Just, uh, the only one.
And it gets old.
(Joe coughing)
It's currently 78
degrees, dewpoint of 72.
We had this storm the other day.
Looks like it'll be the
only one for a while.
(chuckles) What do I know?
My NOAA weather radio
went out years ago.
I just make this shit up.
(morse code beeping)
(Joe gasps)
F- a duck!
What-what, hold on.
I don't know that.
Just a sec.
Are you there?
Hello? Hello?
You still there?
Please.
This-this is Joe.
My name is Joe.
Are you there?
(morse code beeping)
Oh yes.
How are you still breathing?
(morse code beeping)
Oh, so you're military.
Anyone else with you?
You don't, you don't
gotta answer that.
Me, holed up in a library,
surrounded by moldy books.
That's probably why
I got this cough.
I assume you heard my reading.
What do you think?
(morse code beeping)
Oh.
Well.
I don't normally
take requests, but,
but I could make an exception.
So long as it's something
we both can enjoy.
Any suggestions?
(soft music)
"And so the prince traveled
from his father's kingdom,
"taking only his birthright
and his two hunting dogs.
"Now, El Misser, Miss,"
I'm just gonna call
the young prince
El Mariachi, or something.
I can't pronounce, I mean,
how's a kid supposed,
(clears throat).
"El Mariachi sang arrogant
songs of victories yet to be,
"and to ward off the
darkness, his dogs howled
"alongside him, but
their howling stopped
"once they neared
the gates of Loesch.
"The dark gates flashed with
fire and echoed thunder.
"El Mariachi shielded his eyes,
"and his dogs cowered low.
"Nearby, an old hermit, who
had watched the young prince
"approached and called
out, 'I would go no further
"'if I were you, El
Mariachi, for the land beyond
"'is the domain
of the Dark Ones.
"'You have not seen
them, but they see you.
"'They hunger for chaos
and pain, your pain.
"'Already, they are
perched upon the gates,
"their fangs dripping blood'-"
(radio beeping)
(dark tense music)
(tense music continues)
(Sophie grunts)
"To mash and grind
your furry friends
"into dogling soup."
(morse code beeping)
Did you miss something?
Don't you have a backup
generator or something?
(morse code beeping)
There you go then.
Now don't interrupt.
This is very therapeutic for me.
(Sophie groans)
"Withholding his anger, El
Mariachi reminded the old man,
"'Nothing you say
will dissuade me.'
"The hermit looked down
and said, 'Very well.
"'If you must go,
I shall bless you
"'with a gift.'
(morse code beeping)
(dark tense music)
What the hell does that mean?
(morse code beeping)
You have an electric fence?
Are you wanting me to
stop until you get back?
(Sophie groans)
I don't know what you want.
You have a generator, right?
(creature snarling outside)
I can wait until you come back.
(tense foreboding music)
Hello?
Okay.
I'm gonna keep reading, then.
(Joe clears throat)
"'What gift could you
bestow on a noble prince
"'as brave as I?'
"'Your birthright may
have brought you here,'
"the hermit spoke.
"'But common men beset by foes
"'need other tricks and powers.
"'If the dark ones catch
you, they will kill you.'
"The hermit pulled a
ringlet from his cloak
"and gave it to the prince.
"'But first, they
must catch you.'"
(radio static buzzing)
(crickets chirping)
(tense music)
(Sophie grunting)
(static buzzes)
"He gagged as the rancid
odor filled his nostrils."
- [Sophie] Joe?
- [Joe] A kid?
Hello?
- It's me.
- [Joe] The-the army guy?
- That's my dad.
- [Joe] Well, where's he?
- [Sophie] He's, I need your
help with this generator.
- [Joe] Oh, okay.
Sure, uh.
Um.
- What do I do first?
- [Joe] Is there a button?
- [Sophie] Yeah.
- [Joe] Push it
three or four times,
and then pull the cord.
(cord whirring)
(tense suspenseful music)
(Sophie screams)
Run, kid!
(tense dramatic music)
(Sophie shrieks)
(Sophie grunts)
- I'm bleeding.
- [Joe] Cover it up, quick.
(glass shattering)
(creature snarls)
- It's inside.
- [Joe] It'll find
you if you don't get
that bleeding stopped.
It-it can't be
anywhere near blood.
(footsteps clambering)
(creature snarling)
(footsteps approaching)
(door creaks)
(soft tense music)
(tense music continues)
(floorboard creaks)
(floorboard creaks)
(tense music continues)
(creature snuffling)
(bottle thumps)
(creature snarling)
You gotta cover the blood smell.
(creature snuffling)
(tense foreboding music)
(Sophie cries)
(creature snarling)
(creature rustling)
(creature snarls)
(creature roars)
(glass shattering)
(footsteps receding)
(creature shrieks)
You still there, kid?
- I think it's gone.
(tense music continues)
(Sophie panting)
- [Joe] All good?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] Damn, kid.
(alarm sounding)
- It's still out there.
It's trapped inside the fence.
What do I do?
- [Joe] I wouldn't turn it off.
Especially if it's
making a fuss.
(alarm stops)
You don't wanna attract more.
(Sophie whimpers)
Hey, hey.
Don't fret.
Come sunrise, it'll-it'll
hide out somewhere,
and you can, you can
board everything back up.
No trouble.
- What if it hides
inside the house?
- [Joe] It won't.
- How do you know?
- [Joe] It just won't, okay?
Joe knows things.
It's late, kid.
Best thing to do now,
just-just get some sleep.
(tense music)
(creature snarling outside)
(birds chirping)
(static buzzes)
You good, kid?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- [Joe] Good.
So, uh, are you,
I mean, is there-is
there anyone with you?
Your-your dad, or a-
- No.
- [Joe] Oh.
Sorry, it's, it's just,
well, it's been a while
since I've talked to anyone.
I-I was hoping,
well, never mind.
Hey, you must be
pretty tough, huh?
- I don't know.
- [Joe] Well, if you're
making it on your own,
you're like El Mariachi.
- What?
- [Joe] The young prince, taking
on the Dark Ones of Loesch.
That's it.
You are a badass little prince.
- I'm a girl.
- [Joe] Irrelevant.
You, uh, cool with the story?
The-the book?
- What?
Yeah, I guess.
- [Joe] Big mess in there?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] Is it all right
if I stay on the air
while you fix things up?
- Sure.
(soft tense music)
(glass crunching)
(soft tense music continues)
(soft tense music continues)
(solemn music)
(solemn music continues)
(solemn music continues)
(solemn music continues)
(solemn music continues)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
(soft solemn music)
(soft solemn music continues)
(book thumps)
(Sophie panting)
(Sophie screams)
(book thumps)
- [Joe] Uh, everything okay?
- Sorry.
- [Joe] You wanna talk about it.
- [Sophie] No, not really.
- [Joe] Okay.
I'm glad we switched the books.
In the other one, the ending,
it's a tad too convenient.
Not how real life works.
Don't know if he'll
make it in the end,
but El Mariachi seems to
be having a good time.
I mean, sure, he's
scared shitless,
but at least he's
got those dogs.
- We've got nobody.
- [Joe] You got me.
- I don't even know you.
- [Joe] Well, I got you.
How about that?
- Why do you even bother?
- [Joe] With what?
Talking to you?
- Reading.
- [Joe] Why do you listen?
- That's not an answer.
- [Joe] Maybe I
just like to read.
Does there have to be a reason?
- I don't know.
My sister said the same thing.
She likes to draw.
- [Joe] Hmm, so what do you do?
- What do you mean?
- [Joe] Well, you
don't read or draw,
so what do you do?
- I never said I
don't do those things.
- [Joe] Well, do you?
- Not anymore.
- [Joe] But you did?
- [Sophie] I guess.
- [Joe] Okay, so why?
- (scoffs) That's different.
That was before.
- [Joe] Then what's
wrong with now?
I like now.
- You're insane!
How can you say that?
We've got nobody.
We're just sitting
here waiting to die.
- [Joe] When has that
ever not been the case?
- What?
- [Joe] We're all dying, kid.
Whether it's here, 20 years ago,
or 100 years from now,
we're all waiting to die.
- It's not the same.
- [Joe] It's all relative.
The linchpin is how
we get through it.
I guess that's why I read.
You want me to start?
(soft music)
Kid?
- Sure.
- [Joe] Okay.
"They set up camp
near the cliff's edge.
"Even in the under lands,
the stars twinkled earnestly,
"lulling the prince to sleep."
(motor rumbling)
(motor sputters)
(gas swishing)
(gas pouring)
(objects clattering)
(creature snarling)
(Sophie sighs)
(creature rustling)
(Sophie panting)
- When they catch you,
they will kill you.
But first, they must catch you.
(dark tense music)
(creature rustling)
(dark tense music continues)
(creature rustling)
(objects clattering)
(object clangs)
(Sophie shrieks)
(creature snarling)
(creature growls)
(objects clattering)
(gunshot fires)
(creature roars)
(gunshots firing)
(creature shrieking)
(dark tense music)
(creature howling)
(soft solemn music)
(gas pouring)
(creature howling)
Joe, are you here?
Come in, Joe.
(clears throat) El Mariachi
calling in for Joe.
Joe, are you here?
(soup splatting)
(tense foreboding music)
(bowl clattering)
(Sophie panting)
(soft tense music)
- [Joe] Joe here.
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] Are you sure?
- No.
They're everywhere.
And I'm scared.
- [Joe] Hey, you're safe, kid.
You've got that fence.
- No.
Nothing can survive out there.
They kill everything.
- [Joe] What's going on?
Did something happen?
- They're everywhere.
There's no way she's alive.
They got her.
- [Joe] Whoa, hold on.
You-you don't know that.
- But I-
- [Joe] But you don't know that.
You're guessing.
Just breathe.
(tense emotional music)
- They must have.
They got everyone else.
- [Joe] Um, I'm sorry,
kid, but listen.
You've got your pal, Joe.
(chuckles) I'm here.
- I know.
- [Joe] No seriously.
You and me.
We're friends.
Right?
Right, kid?
- [Sophie] Yeah, of course.
- [Joe] Then you
shouldn't give up hope.
Never give up hope.
You got that?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] I mean, I had
to hope for a long time
that someone was
listening when I read.
And there you were.
Speaking of listening,
have I lost you?
- Does Redding have a library?
- [Joe] What?
I don't know.
Never been.
Probably.
- What about Bricker?
- [Joe] What are you getting at?
- We're friends, right Joe?
- [Joe] I just said that.
- Well, I need your help.
- [Joe] Okay, uh.
- The generator's almost out,
and I have no more gas.
- [Joe] You'll have to
set a few traps, then.
Not too hard.
You've got a few
days of power left.
No problem.
- [Sophie] Well, I
have another idea.
- [Joe] Oh?
- Well if you're in the
area, and I'm in the area,
then maybe-
- [Joe] Kid, uh, kid,
I don't have any gas.
And even if I did-
- Not gas, you.
- [Joe] I, I-
- My name's Sophie, and
I need you to get me
before the fence goes out.
- [Joe] I-
- North 35 degrees-
- [Joe] What are you doing?
- 42 minutes, 48.5 seconds.
West 91-
- [Joe] Stop, Sophie.
Don't!
- 44 minutes, 4.2 seconds.
There.
Now you have to come.
- [Joe] I-I could
be 1000 miles away
in another country.
- But you're not.
- [Joe] You can't just
give out your location.
Who knows who's listening in?
- You're listening!
Come on, Joe.
Come get me.
- [Joe] Sophie.
What you've got there is
better than I'll ever have.
You've gotta tough
it out on your own.
- Why?
Why won't you come?
- [Joe] I can't.
- You won't!
I thought you said
we were friends!
That we had each other's backs!
- [Joe] We do, but this
isn't one of our stories, kid
- What's that supposed to mean?
Joe?
Joe?
Don't leave me.
Joe?
- [Joe] Look, before all
this mess, I did stunts.
- Joe, I-
- [Joe] Don't talk over me, kid.
Don't talk.
You listen.
We were doing a biopic
on Evel Knievel.
It was a shit picture.
But I still had
10 buses to jump.
And I fudged it.
Tore a rotary cuff.
Slipped a disc.
Fractured my skull.
Nothing time couldn't mend,
and pills couldn't numb,
but I learned real quick,
I-I like my oxycodone.
A year or later, I
was hooked on smack.
When I lost a place
to ride out the high,
I'd shoot up at the legal
injection site downtown.
Next thing I know,
crumpled in a corner,
dizzy as hell, and I
can't feel my legs.
And crammed into that
corner for 48 hours,
the blood in my
legs had poisoned.
(Joe sighs)
To save my life,
they had to, uh,
I'm a cripple.
Don't even have a wheelchair.
There's no way I'm
coming for you.
- You can't get me?
- [Joe] Kid.
What you've got
there is special.
You're better off than most.
- I can't do this.
No!
No, no, no!
This is too much!
I'm gonna die here!
They're gonna kill me!
They're all gonna-
- Hey, hey.
Don't go there.
You're gonna be fine.
Just take a breath.
- Once the generator's
out, they'll come.
In a couple of months,
I'll be out of food.
What happens then?
I can't hunt!
They're hunting me!
- [Joe] Whoa, whoa.
Slow down.
- They can't be stopped.
They'll follow me
forever and ever.
- [Joe] You're gonna
fudge the jump.
- [Sophie] What?
- [Joe] You gotta take
it one bus at a time.
That's where I screwed up.
Thought of it all
together and lost control.
Same with kicking the habit.
You get too far down the line,
and it's just too
many damn buses.
You gotta take it
a day at a time.
Don't line them up.
That kinda thinking
gets you killed.
- What should I do then?
- [Joe] Your dad was
in the Army, right?
- Marines.
- [Joe] I'm just a stuntman,
but I know my way
around explosives.
(tense determined music)
(tense determined
music continues)
(generator rumbling)
(birds chirping)
(generator rumbling)
(tense determined
music continues)
(birds chirping)
Down.
- [Sophie] Down.
- [Joe] Hold.
Up.
- Up.
- Down.
- Down.
- Hold.
- Hold.
(Sophie grunts)
- Up.
- Up.
- Down.
- Down.
- [Joe] You're not
doing them anymore.
"But as all men do, even
kings, El Mariachi grew
"long in years.
"His joints began to ache,
"and his vision blurred.
"Even on warm summer
nights, his teeth rattled,
"and his shoulders shook.
"And in his final time, he
whispered to those around him,
"'I am afraid, but undespairing.
"'I am weak, but more
prepared than ever I have been
"'in all my life.'
"Then El Mariachi
proclaimed, 'I see them
"'preparing my way, singing
songs we borrowed from them
"'long ago, and my dogs.
"'I see my dogs.'
"And when King El Mariachi
realized his time to come,
"he swiftly turned to
meet that unknown land
"of wonderful dangers."
- That's it?
- [Joe] That's it.
- That was good.
- [Joe] It was.
- Thanks, Joe.
- [Joe] Sure.
Tonight's the night?
- Yeah.
(chewing food)
(generator rumbling)
(generator cuts out)
(lighter flicking)
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
(radio static buzzing)
(soft tense music continues)
(soft tense music continues)
- [Joe] What's for dinner?
- Beans.
- [Joe] You're gonna be fine.
- I know.
Before all of this,
I didn't tell you, but
I had a little sister.
Her name was Taylor.
She loved to dance,
but she was horrible.
Always stumbling
around, for hours.
Eventually, she'd fall down,
totally exhausted,
and start wailing.
I'd get so mad at her
when she did that.
One time,
the last time,
I told her to give up.
That she'd never figure it out.
She was too clumsy and too slow.
If I'd known she'd be gone-
- [Joe] You couldn't have known.
- But she gave up
when it mattered most.
I told her to give up.
- [Joe] You can't
think like that.
- Well, it's true.
- [Joe] Even if it is,
you gotta let it go.
- I can't.
- [Joe] Why not?
- I just can't, okay?
- [Joe] It's a choice, you know?
Sophie, you're
choosing to suffer.
- You think I'm choosing to?
You think I'm choosing this?
You think I wanna
feel bad about this?
- [Joe] Yeah.
- Why?
(tense music)
- [Joan] Sophie!
- Joan?
(motor revving)
- [Joe] What's wrong?
- [Rick] Get out here,
and we'll play nice!
- [Joe] Sophie?
- [Sophie] They've got her.
- [Joe] They?
How many?
- [Sophie] At least three.
- [Joe] Bad guys?
- Yeah.
- [Joe] You need a plan.
- [Rick] I'ma count to three!
Three!
(gunshot fires)
- [Joe] What did you do?
- It wasn't me!
(gunshots firing)
(Sophie gasps)
(Sophie whimpering)
(explosion booms)
(Sophie shrieks)
- [Joe] Shotgun.
Grab it.
(Sophie shrieking)
- [Rick] Don't let her escape!
(dark tense music)
(Shelly screams)
- They're inside.
- [Joe] Hiding place.
Go.
(Sophie panting)
- [Shelly] I'm gonna kill her!
(footsteps approaching)
- [Joe] Are you safe?
- Yeah.
I think we got one.
- [Joe] Okay.
If we wait for them
to clean up the mess-
- They've got Joan.
- [Joe] I know.
But we've got to-
- No, they locked her
in the storm cellar.
And I can get in the cellar and-
- [Jeff] Hey, we
know you're up there!
- I think there's only two left.
- [Joe] That's one too many.
We need to wait.
- I'm done hiding, Joe.
- [Joe] We've got
to play it safe.
It's dark.
And if the trap worked,
there's-there's
bound to be blood.
Lots of blood.
You know what that means.
(dark tense music)
- Hey!
Hey!
(Sophie shrieks)
(trap clatters)
Shit!
- [Joe] What did you do?
You're gonna get
yourself killed!
(headset clatters)
- [Shelly] That trick
only works once-
- [Jeff] Whoa, stop!
- She killed Rick!
She killed him.
You killed him!
- Shelly, we've got
bigger fish to fry-
- Shut up!
- It's dark now, and
there's-there's a body.
- What's another blood bag-
- Stop!
(Sophie panting)
- [Joe] Don't touch her!
- No more blood.
(dark tense music)
(dark tense music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clangs)
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music continues)
- You gave away your position.
- [Sophie] Joan, I-
- [Joan] Oh come here.
(Sophie crying)
- [Sophie] Here, sit down.
(Joan sighs)
(Joan exhales)
- They found me at the fence.
(Joan chuckling)
Morons didn't
realize 50 more feet
would have led them here.
- I'm sorry I
didn't go with you.
- Either way.
(Joan gasps)
- [Sophie] Sorry.
- No, you're fine.
You're fine.
Just the soap stings.
- You're alive.
(bleach pours)
Here.
Come on.
- No.
- Joan.
- It's fine, it's fine.
- Give me your arm.
(Joan crying)
(Joan gasping)
- I never said a word.
I kept you safe.
Not even Rick could break me.
Then you went and
blabbed on the radio.
- I'm sorry.
- Save it.
What good is sketching anyway?
Still got my left.
(Joan crying)
- I hung your sketches up.
In Taylor's room.
- I didn't think you'd
ever step foot in there.
- Joe helped.
- [Joan] Who?
- Joe.
- Oh.
The jerk responsible for this?
No.
Not Joe.
You.
What were you thinking?
- I had to reach out
to somebody, Joan.
I can't do this on my own.
We're together now.
That's something, right?
- She always had a bump on
the left side of her head.
Remember? (laughs)
- It's not her fault.
- She was so upset when
her tap shoes came in,
'cause they were two
different colors,
and- (inhales sharply)
Easy!
(Joan sighs)
The UPS guy shows up,
and she comes screaming
at the front door.
Really freaked the guy out.
I mean, she opened the box
with her teeth. (laughs)
The-the left one, with
the orthopedic lift,
it was that nasty beige.
And the right one was-
- Pink.
She hated them.
- Yeah.
She almost gave up on dancing
right there on the front porch.
She never was very
good on her feet.
(Sophie crying)
Soph.
You gotta let her go.
- I know.
- [Joan] She's gone.
- No.
She's still running.
- Oh, Sophie.
(Sophie crying)
(Joan sighs)
Hey.
Come on.
(soft music continues)
You know, I used to think that
you and Mom were the same.
But I was wrong.
- What do you mean?
- Mom wasn't made
for this world.
She was a goner before
it even started.
Not you, though.
(soft music continues)
So, how many did you get?
- Hmm?
- Outside.
How many did you kill?
- One.
- Not bad.
- Joe helped.
So what happens next?
They gonna kill us?
- They won't touch
a hair on your head.
Do you understand?
I won't let them.
- Neither will I.
We're gonna get out of this.
You and me, together.
- You are so, so brave.
- Joan?
- Yeah?
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
(door clanging)
- [Shelly] Come on.
- [Sophie] Don't.
- [Shelly] Just her!
- Sophie.
Sophie, stay put!
(Shelly laughing)
Stay put.
(door clanging)
(dark tense music)
(gunshots firing)
(Shelly screams)
- No!
(banging on door)
(gunshots firing)
Joan!
(creature snarling)
(gunshots firing)
Joan!
(creature roaring)
(tense foreboding music)
(Sophie shrieks)
(creature roars)
(creature snarling)
(Jeff whimpering)
(creature snarling)
(tense suspenseful music)
(Jeff shrieks)
Close that door!
(Sophie gasps)
(creature snarling)
(blood squelching)
(Sophie screaming)
(creature snarling)
Joan!
(creature roars)
(soft tense music)
Joan!
Joan!
Joan, no, no, no, no, no!
(Joan sputtering)
What am I supposed to do?
- Sophie.
(coughing) I'm scared.
- We can get away, come on!
- I'm scared.
(Sophie crying)
(creatures snarling)
Don't leave.
Don't-don't leave.
- I'm not gonna leave.
(creature snarling)
(Joan choking)
- [Joan] Don't leave me.
- I'm sorry.
(Joan choking)
(creature snarling)
(Sophie shrieking)
(creature growling)
(Sophie yelping)
(creature roars)
(glass shattering)
(grenade explodes)
(Sophie screams)
(creature roaring)
(Sophie screams)
(gunshots firing)
(creature roaring)
(Sophie screams)
(Sophie yelping)
(gunshots firing)
(creature roaring)
(Sophie roars)
(dark tense music)
(Sophie screaming)
(soft emotional music)
(high pitched frequency ringing)
(Sophie crying)
(Sophie crying)
I'm sorry, Joan.
You were wrong, I'm not brave.
(Sophie sobbing)
- [Joe] You there?
Sophie.
Hello?
- Joe?
- Hello?
- [Joe] Sophie?
- [Sophie] Joe,
I can't find you.
- [Joe] Hello?
- [Sophie] Joe?
- [Joe] Come on.
- Something happened.
- [Joe] Kid-kid.
You're alive.
- It just keeps
coming. (sobbing)
- [Joe] What's coming?
- Everything.
I can't run anymore.
Joe!
- [Joe] You're-you're
not making any sense.
- You just don't get it, Joe.
There's no reason
for any of this.
We were, we were so close.
And you had that leg,
and you couldn't run.
I couldn't slow down.
I was too afraid.
- [Joe] Kid.
- I should've done something!
They were too fast.
- [Joe] Sophie.
- I couldn't stop.
And they got her.
And Mom saw everything
that happened.
And I just ran.
I couldn't slow down.
And I heard them,
and I heard her.
Why do I keep running?
(Sophie sobbing)
Joe, I'm so tired.
I'm so tired, Joe.
What do I do?
- [Joe] You're strong, Sophie.
You're strong.
You're stronger
than all of them.
And maybe your sister
wasn't quick on her feet.
But you are.
- I loved her.
- [Joe] I know.
- I loved all of them.
I can't do this! (sobbing)
- [Joe] Sophie.
- Joan's dead!
- [Joe] Jesus.
- I just found her again,
and she's already gone forever!
First Taylor, then Mom.
And now, I don't
know how to do this.
- [Joe] Kid.
- I don't know how to do this!
- [Joe] Sophie.
- I don't know how.
- [Joe] What do you
not know how to do?
- I-
- [Joe] I'm here, kid.
- I don't know how
to live without them.
There's no point.
- [Joe] They aren't
around anymore.
But you are.
There's meaning in that.
- I'm scared.
- [Joe] It's scary out
there, and painful.
I should know.
But I'm here, and I'm alive.
And you are, too.
- I don't wanna be.
- [Joe] Sophie, I,
I can't make you believe
life's worth living.
That's up to you.
But I can choose to take
it one day at a time,
to make a life
worth waking up for,
and I-I can promise you this.
Whatever you decide, I'll
be here in the morning,
listening in.
(Sophie sniffles)
- [Sophie] Joe?
- [Joe] Yeah?
- Could you stay
with me tonight?
- [Joe] Sure, kiddo.
I'm here.
(soft emotional music)
(soft emotional music continues)
(soft emotional music continues)
(soft emotional music continues)
(emotional music mounting)
(zipper being zipped)
(birds chirping)
(door slams)
(emotional music continues)
- Hey, Joe?
- [Joe] Yeah, kid?
- I'm coming for you.
- [Joe] Be swift, little prince.
(emotional music continues)
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(emotional music continues)
(emotional music continues)
(music fading)
(birds chirping)