House of Inequity (2023) Movie Script
1
[calm music]
[light switch clicking on,
electric buzzing]
[Jacob grunting]
[intense music]
Okay,
we're closing in on him.
Hey, you two.
Stay with the path.
We'll flush him out.
-Come on, Dan.
-This way.
[Jacob grunting]
[Jacob yelps]
[Jacob groaning,
breathing heavily]
[Jacob grunting]
[music intensifies]
Shit.
[Helen] Thank you.
-This looks great, honey.
-Thank you.
-Where is Belle?
-Um, Belle!
Dinner, sweetie.
Who the hell are you?
He's headed
for the Miller property.
He's gotta be in the shed.
No. He's in the house.
Come on.
[ominous music]
Mommy?
[Belle whimpering]
Sleen. Jacob Sleen.
We know you're in there,
you piece of shit.
Now come out here
and face your justice.
You hear me, Sleen.
Mob justice.
For the crime of murder
times four.
You have been
sentenced to death.
By whatever means necessary.
[Jacob speaking
foreign language]
[house rumbling]
[intense music]
[rumbling stops]
[eerie music]
[music fades]
[crow cawing]
["Last Days"
by I Am Fowler playing]
Yeah
Yeah, probably should have
never left home
Looking at the pictures,
all our memories gone
Even at my worst never
thought that I would lose you
It's a feeling
I could never get used to
But here I am,
facing a new day
Surfboard got me
trying to catch a new wave
Someday fall in love
with a new face
Have to learn to
settle down in a new place
'Cause even
with a restart button
It doesn't work
if you still keep running
Even at the times
that I'm hung about my past
Still livin' each day
like it's the last
Denny, you about
ready for school?
Don't think I'll ever
be ready for that place.
Come on, it's important
to be on time.
Shut down the digital society
and get ready.
Well, as ready as you can be.
Who's winning?
-I always win.
-[Henry] Really?
You must get that from dad.
Yeah, he taught me.
I only play
against myself these days.
Get your stuff
ready for school, bud.
You don't wanna be late.
Don't forget your helmet.
Come on, bud.
Safety first.
For me, I couldn't
live with myself
if something were to happen
to you on my watch.
Like my time at school
isn't hard enough.
Thanks, Den.
[vehicle approaching outside]
You look... safe.
I don't feel safe.
-'Sup, fellas?
-Hey.
Oh, you mean to be
safety inspector?
There's your little plastic lid.
Huh?
Gonna get you a clipboard.
Huh? What, big bro
don't drive you to school?
Got you pedaling
for a better life, huh?
Yeah, well,
he used to take me.
I just finished
the graveyard shift
interning at the hospital
and now I'm trying to pump out
this last assignment
before graduation.
-I know.
-I'll make it up to you.
I better get
going before I'm late.
-You get your phone?
-Uh, yeah.
Oh, hey, Den, better take off
before you're too late, huh?
[Sparky chuckles]
[door opens]
-Hey, good luck today.
-Thanks, bud.
[Sparky] Oh, oh, Jesus.
Watch out, Junior.
Here you go.
Nice and easy.
Go.
And we have takeoff.
All right,
let's call the whores.
Is he still
getting it rough at school?
Yeah, I think so, yeah.
Doesn't bring it up,
doesn't wanna talk about it,
but I think
he still has it pretty tough.
[pensive music]
I wish there's more
I could do for him.
He's a good kid,
he deserves better.
Okay, we can nix
the whores.
Let's give Miles' mom
a day off.
Let's do something, though.
Kiss my ass, Sparky.
Would, but I'm afraid
it'd taste like cum.
I'm gonna beat you
like your father should have.
[Sparky] Fucking Miles.
This is Australia, mate,
your name should be Kilometers.
That was funny
when I heard it the first time,
when I was six.
Tried to contact that fucker,
you know?
[Miles] Who?
My biological father.
Aussie fucking prick.
No answer?
Nah, after him and mum split.
He hates Kiwis or some shit.
Thinks we're all fucked.
[Miles groans]
I didn't know me and your pops
had so much in common.
Fucking Kilometers.
Look.
You tell me
the kids giving him a hard time
and I'll redefine
a hard time for them.
With what? Your jokes?
Dude, they're high school kids,
I'll fuck them up.
I don't know, man.
These kids,
they're monsters these days.
Stomp you out real easy.
And I'll kick the teeth
out of every last one of them.
[phone ringing]
Punks.
Henry speaking.
Oh, hey, Den.
I'll fucking kill them.
They ain't know shit.
What? What?
Okay, stay there.
I'm on my way.
What's up?
We may need
to kick some teeth.
[intense music]
Is that
your brother there?
Hey, Den. You okay?
They got your bike?
And your bag?
I saw some kids
beating Dennis up.
They ran that way.
-[Sparky] Who did it?
-[Gracie] Not sure.
Just some punk kids.
We just
stopped to help.
-He used my phone to call you.
-They got your phone, too.
Thank you.
Take care
of yourself, Dennis.
Hope you guys
catch those assholes.
[Miles] Denny, listen,
we'll go get your stuff back
and smash
whoever did this.
Point them out,
we'll fuck 'em up.
Can we just go home?
Hey, bud, don't you want
to get your stuff back?
I don't care.
You shouldn't let them
get away with this.
Okay, we're here.
We can solve this
right now.
You guys
are all here now,
but you're not
always gonna be here.
I hate this shit,
this-- this tough guy shit,
this fire with fire.
it's all bullshit.
I just want to be
left alone.
You need to
stand up for yourself.
This is gonna
keep happening to you.
If you're scared, you should
face your fear head on.
And then beat it.
Like an angst-ridden stepchild.
I just want to go home.
[Henry sighing]
I've always hated
that painting.
Clowns are so disturbing.
They freak me out.
Don't you like
the circus?
Don't even get me started
on the animal cruelty
at the circus.
And let alone those crazy
carnies running around
dressed as clowns?
No. Place is a nightmare.
What if the clown
was happy?
Doesn't matter.
All clowns are shit.
What?
Don't they freak you out?
Not at all.
Clowns are funny.
Some squirt you with water,
some sell you hamburgers.
[Rose chuckles]
I'm more scared
of real things,
like being
helpless and alone,
death, stuff like that.
[vehicle approaching outside]
-What about you, phone queen?
-Huh?
[door opens]
-[Jessie] Hey.
-Hey.
-What's up?
-Den had a tough morning.
Again?
-Yeah.
-This keeps happening to him.
I know, just trying to work out
if it's the same kids or not.
-Where you going?
-Kitchen, get a snack.
Unless Rose wants
to give up some of that ass.
[Sparky scoffs]
Didn't think so.
Get some
better friends, Julia.
Anyone want any chips?
-I missed you.
-I missed you.
Is he okay?
-I'm gonna talk to him.
-Okay.
What happened?
[Sparky] Well...
Hey, Den, look,
I-- I know that sucked.
You don't deserve
to be treated like that.
I'm sorry.
[scoffs] Act like you beat me up
and took my stuff.
I just wish
I was there for you sooner,
or drove you to school.
Well, on the bright side,
you've, uh...
got the whole day off.
Let's do something.
What do you say?
I just kind of
wanna stay here.
I could take you bowling.
We could go to the beach.
Or what's, uh--
what's that hero movie
at the cinema
you've been wanting to see?
Dragon Fist.
The fire-punching crime god.
Dragon Fist the what?
What, did they run out
of superhero film names
or something?
It sounds
childish and stupid.
Then I grabbed him
by his ear.
And picked him up
with his two friends.
I said, "Hey, man,
Denny's cool, man.
And I'm going
to fuck your sister."
Come on, I'll take you.
We'll make a whole day of it.
[Denny sighs]
I don't need pity
to soothe a busted ego.
You've got
to want to do something.
Let's make
the most of the day,
you can play
on the computer later.
[Miles] What's up?
Trying to convince
Denny here, said,
"Get off the computer and come
do something fun with us today."
Let's do it.
We should go fishing.
Fishing?
[Miles] Come on, Danny,
let's go.
Go where?
Whore house?
Come on,
let the kid pump out some rage.
-What?
-We're trying to cheer him up,
not make him
hate himself more.
Dragon Fist
is playing in the cinemas.
Look, guys,
I just wanna stay here
and read this post,
all right?
'Cause at least on here
I'm treated like a human.
I mean, on here,
you have to properly be an idiot
to get the kind of wrath
that I get
in the real world
just for breathing.
Funny how I need a machine
to gain basic human respect.
Wrap your heads around that.
What are you reading?
Uh, it's this post about
a creepy old house
that everyone wants
to know more about.
What do you mean?
[Denny] Well, this article
got posted up today about
a creepy mystery house,
and now everyone
in the community
wants to know more about it.
[Miles] So, why are you typing?
Do you know about this
fucking house or something?
No, I just said
that I live near it
and now everyone's
asking me questions.
What does it look like?
Well, there's an old photo from
back in the day, but that's it.
No modern updates,
just myth and legend.
Well, how close?
-[Denny] Wisconi.
-Wisconi?
That's not that far.
It's a few hours' drive
in the country.
Would you get
some good internet karma
if we went there
and took some photos?
Of course.
If I actually delivered
on this post,
I'd basically
be a hero on this forum.
Well, let's do it.
We can jump in the car
and drive out there.
Hell yeah. Road trip.
Really?
What about your assignment?
Yeah, well,
we can drive out there.
You can shoot some photos.
We'll be home tonight
and I'll finish my assignment.
It's too easy.
-Let's go on a road trip.
-Mm.
Hey, do you know exactly
where it is
or we gotta look for it?
Nah, I can ask the OP for
exact address and directions.
Wait,
what the fuck's an OP?
Original poster.
Can send him a message
and ask for coordinates
and directions from the house.
Sounds good.
-Road trip it is.
-I'll tell the girls.
I'll get changed.
I'll roll
a hundred joints.
[Henry laughs]
[Miles] Let's do it.
Hey, you sure you don't wanna
hit the whore house?
[Denny murmurs]
Did you bring your jacket?
Could get a little cold
out there.
-Dad's lucky jacket.
-Of course.
I have the perfect
road trip vehicle.
Will that
even make it?
This...
is a palace on wheels.
That's the "Yes, we can" van.
Carry 11 passengers.
Yes, we can... smoke weed
in a school car park.
Yes, we can... sex with
the checkout girl at the shops.
Yes, we can.
This is the van
of possibilities, man.
Possibly not
get you laid?
Yes, it can.
Possibly not get you
to your destination?
Yes, it can.
Be the sole reason
for sadness,
depression and suicide?
[both] Yes, it can.
We'll see.
This van is kickass.
See, even your lady
digs the van vibes.
What do you think, Rose?
We'll work on that.
[Henry] What?
I know this guy.
I used to train him at my gym.
Hey, Dean.
-You rob a bank?
-[Dean panting] No.
I'm in a hurry to get
the early bus to Virino.
Mum and my grandma
live out there.
We're headed out
that way.
Yeah, jump in with us.
Well, where you guys headed?
Uh, Wisconi.
It's like 20 minutes
from Virino.
[sighs]
-Is-- is there room?
-Yes, there is.
Jump in,
the road palace awaits, my man.
For good luck.
It's time
for this ship to set sail.
[engine struggling]
You mean this shit
is set to fail?
["Sick Day"
by The Daisycutters playing]
[engine revving on]
Taking a day off
I make it cool
and just see where it leads
Today's my own
Commandeered time
Removes me from someone
I don't believe
Not a day, not a day
Another
eight-odd-so-long hours
I've had time
to reappraise it
They can't have me today
They can't have me today
I'm taking a sick day
Taking a sick day, yeah,
I claim this day for me
I'm taking a sick day
Taking a sick day, yeah,
I claim this day for me
This one's for me
[scatting]
[song fades]
Looks like the place.
[chuckles]
This is definitely the place.
Fuck, maybe we should've
went to the beach.
[camera shutter clicking]
[camera shutter clicking]
[gentle music]
Of course, no reception.
[scoffs]
You ever look around, think
every single person you see,
every single day,
someone shot out of a penis?
The one great race
that matters.
The old starting on
of life.
In ball sack stadium.
[Sparky sighs]
[Henry grunts]
I was personally wired
to dislike competition,
water slides and eggs.
[Henry] How did we
ever become friends?
I'm deep and insightful,
shit like that.
You can't be blamed for wanting
to be around
the charm I ooze out.
Plus I'm a great listener.
You certainly do ooze,
Spark Plug.
Just smells more
like shit than charm.
Yep, deep and insightful.
Have I ever told you
about bees?
Bees, man, they're cool.
You know they have a stinger,
and when they use it, they die?
You ever been
stung by a bee?
Yeah, of course.
It means in order
to defend itself from death,
it must kill itself.
Principle, huh?
Rather than die in combat,
takes fate for a walk,
battles,
and dies on its own terms.
It'd rather die hurting you
than you just kill it.
It's all about control
in the end.
Bees are cool, man.
And they make honey.
Honey is awesome.
You smoke too much weed.
-Dude, the bees, though.
-Yeah.
Yeah, you make an odd point,
but a valid one.
I see
what you're saying.
Still think you smoke
too much of that green crack.
[Sparky buzzing] Bees.
Little bro has
all he needs, man.
Back to the van.
[Henry] That was quick.
[Henry and Sparky grunt]
Den, did you get
all the shots you need?
Yeah, I shot, like,
50 photos of the place.
Hey, Dean.
Let's go, bro.
We're not going inside?
You should get
photos inside, man.
That would be
delivering something special.
Can we?
-I don't know.
-[Dean] Nobody cares.
I mean,
we came all this way.
Uh, fuck it, let's go in.
What about us?
Come check it out.
Come on.
[suspenseful music]
[birds chirping]
[wind howling]
[tense string music]
Really?
-Hm.
-Let's go.
[door creaking]
Whoa. This place
is fucking dank.
Like a place
where hatred was born.
You okay?
Yeah.
[Sparky] Hey, Den,
this is it, man.
-Shoot the shit.
-[Dean] Yeah, man.
Get in here.
Just a... little creepy.
It's all good.
It's creepy, but...
we're here.
I'm here.
You're safe, little bro.
Come on, let's win you
the Internet.
[camera shutter clicking]
[loud thudding]
That's it. I'm out.
I've seen
too many scary movies
to know who the fuck out
of this group dies first.
-It was me, sorry.
-No. I'll be in the van.
Sissy.
What's his problem?
Ugh.
Least it's cleaner
than the van.
[women chuckle]
[birds chirping]
You're gonna need
a flash soon, Den.
You about ready?
[eerie music]
Dude, you gotta
come check this out.
-What is it?
-Weird shit.
[Jesse] It's getting
too hard to see in here.
[Henry] Come on. It'll only be
a few more minutes.
[door creaking]
[door slamming shut]
[birds chirping]
[watch beeping]
Okay.
[Dean groans]
That's it.
Stayed enough.
[ominous music]
[camera shutter clicking]
This room doesn't match
the rest of the house.
Bells, man.
I've told you guys
about bells.
[door slams]
[music intensifies]
Whoa. Wind. Wind.
[bell ringing]
Okay, I'm done.
[Miles] It's probably
just Dean trying scare us.
What the fuck?
-We're locked in here.
-[Henry] Babe.
That's not funny.
Let me have a go at it.
[Miles grunts]
It's steel.
Believe the minimum
requirement's being a man.
[shooing]
[Sparky grunts]
[Sparky breathing heavily]
[Sparky straining]
Oh, fuck.
Try the windows.
[Henry grunts]
[Miles] We got a problem.
If it's locked,
just break the glass.
-That won't help.
-[Henry] What do you mean?
What the fuck?
This is way better
than the beach, bro.
-I don't like this at all.
-What, so we're trapped in here?
-No.
-Oh, my God.
Listen.
We can call out to Dean.
He's outside.
-[bell ringing]
-[Jessie] Dean!
-[Denny] Dean!
-[Jessie] Dean!
Yo, Dean!
[all] Dean!
[crickets chirping]
[Sparky grunts]
Where's Rose?
Rose, Rose. We're trapped.
Rose, help us!
[both] Rose.
Rose, can you get
my lighter from the van?
[ghostly indistinct whispering]
[intense music]
[Rose breathing heavily]
[Sparky grunts]
[Sparky breathing heavily]
D-- does anyone
have any reception?
Nothing.
Mine, too.
I've got nothing.
[Henry] We must be
in a dead zone.
Pretty far from life,
shitty reception out here.
Can you please not use
the words "dead zone"?
[Sparky]
Reception's fucked here.
They can't even spell
technology,
let alone implement it.
-Dean!
-[Julia] Dean.
We're stuck.
Rose!
These walls
are too thick.
What do we do?
[Jessie]
I'm starting to freak out.
I don't like being held captive
in some weird dark house.
Hey, it's okay,
we're not held captive.
The door's just stuck.
That's it.
Yeah, but the door
slammed on its own.
And now it won't open.
And, Henry,
who turned on the light?
This place
is creeping me out.
-The wind slammed the door.
-What wind?
Like a gust
from the front door.
And the light?
Maybe the door slamming crossed
some wires in this old place.
I just want
to get out of this house.
Hey.
We will.
Okay? The door's jammed
and the curtains...
it's just for decoration.
They're fake.
Why are they fake?
[Henry] Sparky.
Let's look around the room,
see what we can find.
'Kay, maybe there's
something we can use
to get the hell outta here.
[tense music]
[bell ringing]
Why is that bell ringing?
[Miles] I don't know.
[Denny] What is this?
That's a monitor.
[Miles] For what?
I don't know.
-Is there a power button?
-No. Nothing.
[Henry] Is it plugged in?
The cord
goes into the wall.
Wait, there's a switch.
[Henry groans]
-[TV sparking on]
-It's on.
Now what?
[Jessie] What is it?
I don't know.
[Sparky groans]
[electric buzzing]
-[Miles] What's the fuck?
-[Henry] It's okay.
It'll turn back on.
'Kay, let's stay calm.
[bell ringing]
[Julia] I wanna go home.
I wanna get out of here.
I wanna go home.
Is that here?
I can't tell.
Looks like
a ph-- photo of the lounge.
Holy shit.
It's footage.
It's Dean.
Dean!
What the fuck?
That's us.
[electric buzzing]
[man] Watch them scream.
Watch them crawl.
One by one,
I'll murder them all.
What the fuck?
[Denny] Guys.
Dean and Rose
are still out there.
Maybe they can
get some help.
-[distant screaming]
-[Rose panting]
-[bush rustling]
-[wings flapping]
[heartbeat thumping]
-[wood thudding]
-[Rose exclaiming]
[Rose whimpering]
[Rose screams]
[low droning music]
There has to be
a way out of this room.
We just need something
to break open that door.
Like what?
There's gotta be something
we can rig up to get it open.
[static crackling on TV]
[Henry] What's that?
-[Henry] Rose.
-Is she naked?
Why is she just
standing there like that?
I don't know.
[Rose crying]
[heartbeat thumping]
[footsteps rustling]
-[bones creaking]
-[Rose screaming]
[Rose] Ah! No!
[blood splattering]
Is that Dean?
[Henry] I don't think so.
What the fuck
is he holding?
Is that
a fucking sledgehammer?
-The fuck is going on?
-She's okay.
She's okay, right?
Henry.
She's okay, right?
Uh, yeah, yeah, she--
she-- she-- she looks like--
No!
[TV clicks off]
[music intensifies]
That had to be fake.
Fake?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Rose is dead.
We just watched
her get murdered.
It's okay. It's okay.
[dramatic music]
I want to go home.
I'm working on it.
Stop being
so elementary and dramatic.
There's no chance
that was real.
It's an Internet prank.
Once it goes viral,
you're all gonna look stupid.
Not me.
[grunts] Come on.
Hey, how about that lighter?
Smoke some weed in here.
Might chill some people out.
[sinister music]
[Sparky sighs]
[Sparky struggling]
What do you make
of all this?
I really don't know.
If that was real,
we need weapons.
[lock clanking]
[electric buzzing]
[bell ringing]
[Sparky] What the fuck is this?
The Sword in the fucking Stone?
Ah, thank goodness.
[Miles] Shit. Even I was
getting a little nervous.
Bet Denny's got a little shit in
his pants, too. Don't you, Den?
Maybe a little.
Let's go.
-[door bangs shut]
-Jules!
[both] Jules!
-[Miles] Jules!
-[Jessie] Julia!
Miles?
Gonna get help.
[ominous music]
Dean.
[TV clicks on]
[man] Dead of night,
life disappears.
Tonight you will be hunted
by your greatest fears.
Nowhere to run.
Nowhere to hide.
Let's find out
how Julia feels inside.
[TV clicks off]
[man whispering] Julia.
Miles?
[tense music]
[Miles and Sparky struggling]
Jules is out there.
I need to get
out of this room.
The door won't budge, bro.
It's impossible.
How did it open
for Julia so easy?
[Miles]
Doesn't make any sense.
Doesn't make sense.
None of this
fucking shit makes sense.
We need to get
the fuck out of this room.
[TV clicks on]
[eerie music]
Jules.
[man whispers] Julia.
Miles?
[clattering]
[light switch clicks]
[Miles grunting]
[Miles] What the fuck
is going on?
[grunts] Who the fuck
is doing this?
I need to get out there
and help her.
She's upset and scared.
[grunting continues]
We need
to figure this out.
Let's start
from the beginning.
What happened?
[Sparky]
Door wouldn't budge for me.
As soon as Julia tried it,
it opened straight up.
It-- It's like it only works
for certain people.
What about the bell?
Yeah, what about the bell?
Maybe it has
something to do with it?
[Henry] The bell was
ringing periodically.
But not since Julia was able
to open the door and leave.
Maybe the bell is a signal
that the door will open.
[Miles grunting]
Hey, Miles.
I think
I might've found something.
What are we playing?
Fucking Clue?
Guys, something's up.
Julia's in the laundry.
I think
someone's stalking her.
Oh, my God.
[Julia crying]
[soft, eerie music]
Miles?
Miles.
[music stops]
[unsettling music]
[creature hissing]
[Miles] I'll fucking kill him.
Oh, my God. [gasps]
[Julia panting]
[panting and whimpering]
[Psycho Doctor groaning]
[Psycho Doctor laughing]
Oh, Julia. Julia.
-[Psycho Doctor mocking]
-[Julia cries]
[Psycho Doctor
growls and laughs]
Yeah.
[laughing maniacally]
Oh, yeah.
[Julia whimpering]
[Psycho Doctor shushing]
[laughing]
[Psycho Doctor panting]
[hammer strikes]
[Julia coughs]
[Psycho Doctor growls]
[cap clatters]
[Psycho Doctor exclaims]
[Psycho Doctor laughs]
Ooh.
[Psycho Doctor chuckles]
[Psycho Doctor laughs]
[squelching]
-[tongue snaps]
-[Julia coughs]
[Psycho Doctor laughs]
[Miles grunts, pants]
I need to get out there.
-[Jessie] What is that?
-[Miles] No, no, no, no, no, no.
[bell ringing]
[Sparky] No.
Wait, what-- Fuck.
[Miles panting]
Come on. Fuck, fuck.
Oh, my God, look.
Julia!
[Jessie cries]
[Sparky sighs]
[Henry] Hey. Hey. Come here.
Don't look. Okay?
Just don't look.
I'll get us out, okay?
I'll-- I'll get us out.
[panting]
[suspenseful music]
[ghostly hissing]
[sinister music]
[solemn music]
[unsettling music plays]
[crying]
[shouting]
[car approaching]
[unsettling music plays]
Miles is still out there.
I know
he can get us free.
We're gonna
come back here.
Burn this fucking place
to the ground.
I don't know what
he's gonna be capable of.
[Sparky] It's Miles.
I know we fuck around.
But I trust him
to get us outta here.
I know
he's got a plan.
He's gonna find Julia.
And what
they did to her.
Someone's gonna get fucked up.
[Miles panting]
[inhales deeply]
[sinister music]
[music intensifies]
[panting]
[growling softly]
[Belle] Help me.
Please help me, mister.
What are you doing here,
little girl?
This place isn't safe.
[Belle]
I was with my brother.
[sniffs]
And he told me to hide.
You're okay now.
I'll protect you.
Take my hand.
It's okay.
[Belle panting]
[Belle] I know a way out.
I know how to get out
of this house.
You what?
You know a way out?
[Belle weeping] I can't.
-They're-- they're watching me.
-Hey. Hey.
You have to tell me how.
You can trust me.
I'm gonna help.
But you have to
tell me how, okay?
Okay.
Listen.
You could whisper it.
[Belle trembling]
It'll be our little secret.
[Belle chuckling]
[sing-song] You can't save me.
You fuck.
[Belle laughing]
[thuds]
You got me.
[Belle laughs]
[sinister music]
Are you cold, mister?
I got an idea.
[Belle giggling] Oh!
Okay, I'm just
gonna warm up your legs
so you don't get sick.
[chuckles]
[Belle laughing excitedly]
Oh, oh, oopsie.
[laughing]
Mama said
I'm not supposed to have this.
-[Belle chuckles]
-[lighter clicks]
Silly duffer.
You're not wearing a hat.
[Belle sighs]
Ooh.
I'm just gonna
warm up your head
so you don't catch a cold.
[Belle chuckles]
[liquid pouring]
[Belle snickering]
My name is Belle,
and it's your turn.
To prepare for hell.
I'm going to help you burn.
[giggles]
[lighter clicks]
Bye-bye.
[giggling]
Whoo!
[Belle laughing]
You burned up so quickly.
[Belle laughing]
Mama was right.
[chuckles]
Oh. I forgot my marshmallows.
[whimpering]
[Belle laughing]
You're warm now.
Bye, mister.
[eerie music]
[Henry sniffs]
[Henry sighs and sobs]
[bell ringing]
[Henry sighs]
Front door's open.
The front door's open.
One of us can get out of here
and get help.
We need to see
who goes next.
[Sparky breathes deeply]
I have a feeling
it's gonna be me.
Why?
I don't know, the fact
that I'm about to shit myself
and puke
at the same time?
Makes me think it's me.
[both breathing heavily]
This is our chance
to get out.
To get help.
Whoever it is,
they're gonna be
the hero.
[Sparky sniffs]
[panting]
Bit nervous.
-[bell ringing]
-[Sparky] Oh!
Okay, only puke left now.
[door clicks and creaks]
Only time I hate to be right.
Run straight for the front door
and don't stop.
There's no one
out there to save,
but there are people
in here.
And so, we'll try
and get to the front door.
Right behind you.
-[Jessie screams]
-[Sparky shouts]
Fuck.
Come on, Sparky.
You got this.
[Henry panting]
[Sparky breathing shakily]
[Howard] Jimmy?
Jimmy, is that you, my boy?
Dad?
Jimmy, you're a sight
for sore eyes.
Come here,
let-- let me hug you.
I want to tell you
how much I love you.
Dad?
[Howard]
I just wanna hold you, son.
I've missed you.
[Jessie]
What's he doing?
Why isn't he leaving
to get help?
Come on, Spark, run.
-Run.
-[Jessie] Where's he going?
Who's he talking to?
[Sparky]
Missed you so much.
[Sparky sobbing]
[Howard]
It's okay, my boy.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I wish we were closer.
Wish I was a better son
while you were alive.
And yet...
you weren't.
You were a terrible son.
[slaps]
[Sparky sobbing]
You're a disgrace
to my family name.
[belt smacks]
-[belt smacks]
-[Sparky thuds]
You just don't listen.
And now,
you have to pay.
Discipline must be taught
when obedience is lacking.
When you have a shitful
disgrace of a son.
He has to be influenced,
so as not to be
a stain on society.
You're an embarrassment.
[blows thudding]
Good for nothing.
Letdown.
I'm sorry, Dad.
[blows thudding]
[Sparky coughs]
I loathe you.
I always have.
I always said
the highlight of your life
should have been
the day you landed
on your mother's chest
when I blew my load
over that
cheap $2.00 whore.
-I love you.
-[blow thuds]
[Jessie] Oh, my God.
Is that...
[Henry] Spark.
[coughing]
[Howard] Pathetic.
You always did try
and run away
from your problems,
didn't you?
You were never man enough
to face the music.
I just want you to know
when you look
into my eyes,
that I don't love you.
I never loved you.
You were my biggest regret,
my biggest mistake.
And now?
I get to scrub out
your miserable existence.
To right a wrong,
erase a mistake.
Look into my eyes
and see how easily
I dispose of you,
because you...
are nothing to me.
-[brick thuds]
-[squelching]
[melancholic music]
[Henry sniffles]
[engine rumbling]
[Jessie] It's been hours
since the bell has rang.
Maybe it's all over.
Henry.
Do you ever
think back on your life?
When you were young?
Of course.
Do you ever
think about those memories
and get overwhelmed
with sadness?
Just sad,
because it's all so far away
from where we are
in this present moment.
Like regret?
No. Not regret.
Memories
are mostly happy ones.
And now
they make you sad.
Yeah.
Like...
those memories are so far
from the present,
it bums me out.
Maybe it's just
part of growing up.
Maybe.
Life lived in the present
is what's important.
Back when the happy memories
were the present,
you were living
in the moment.
And you were able
to be happy.
If you focus on the now
and not the past,
you can focus
on the present.
Tomorrow becomes today
when you're thinking
about yesterday.
I love the way
your mind works.
Yeah, well,
in this circumstance,
the present sucks.
So, I really don't know
how this situation works.
[scoffs] You know,
with the whole pending doom.
Hey.
There is no pending doom.
You're safe with me.
We just need a plan.
[bell ringing]
Okay, we need
to get out of here.
-This is our chance.
-I'm not leaving this room.
Something is killing us
one by one
and unless we work together,
one of us will be next.
I'm staying here.
[Henry sighs]
If we all get out that door
at the same time,
we'll have a better shot
at getting free.
This thing
is winning one-on-one,
but if we can all
get out there...
-It's worth a shot.
-No!
Julia, Miles, Sparky
all left this room
and are all dead.
Why can't the plan be
to stay in the room?
[bell ringing]
Why don't we just
not go out the door?
We've been safe
in here all night.
-And what, just sit here?
-Until we figure it out.
No, we'll have a better chance
of getting out
of the house out there.
Like Julia?
Rose?
Sparky?
Miles?
We'll have
a better chance together.
Whatever comes after us,
I'll distract it
and you can take Denny
and get out of this house.
I'll get us out of here.
I promise.
You just
need to trust me.
[sniffles]
Okay, I trust you.
Come on, Den.
[Henry panting]
[eerie music]
Jess.
[door creaking]
Okay.
We need to stay close
and move quickly.
Together.
As one.
This is our shot.
Sparky has the keys
to the van.
Hey, let's just
get out of this house.
-[monstrous growling]
-[Jessie gasps]
Jess! No!
No! [sobbing]
[Jessie sobs] No!
Let me in.
[breathing heavily]
[sinister music]
-Pretty girl.
-[Jessie screams]
[thuds]
[panting]
Pretty girl.
[intense music]
[monstrous screaming]
-[smacks]
-[thuds]
[Jessie crying]
[sinister music]
-[blows thudding]
-[Jessie screaming]
[Jessie weeping]
[Jessie panting]
[chuckling]
[clowns exclaiming eerily]
[taunting, echoing crosstalk]
-Look at you.
-[laughter]
-[clown 1] Happy Birthday!
-[clown 2] Hello!
[clowns giggling, chattering]
[Jessie] No. No!
[clowns laughing]
[Jessie crying]
[clowns laughing and whooping]
[blood trickling]
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
It's my fault.
It's all my fault.
It's my fault
we came here.
-Now everyone's dead.
-Hey, listen to me.
It's not your fault, okay?
It's not your fault.
Come here.
You mean
everything to me, Den.
I'd give my life
for yours in a heartbeat.
I'll get you
out of this house.
No matter what.
I promise.
Hey.
I will get you
out of this house.
[somber music]
Ever since Dad died...
you have been
so much more
than just a brother to me.
So much more.
Dad was my hero.
He's my--
my anchor in the storm.
To me,
there was no safer place
in the world
than in his arms.
He could make
any situation better.
I miss his laugh.
His intelligence.
His heart.
I miss him, too.
I felt like
I had no value.
No hope, no strength.
No security.
But you put aside
everything
to fill
that void in my life.
You became my anchor.
I'll always miss Dad.
But because of you...
that-- that emptiness...
that filled my life...
is gone.
I love you.
I love you, too, Den.
[bell ringing]
Den, listen to me.
We both need to
get through that door
at the same time.
Remember how we used to
run down the hall at home?
Den, you can do this.
Remember?
Yeah, I-- I remember.
[Denny sniffs]
Okay, bud.
Let's do it.
[tense music]
You're ready?
Shit.
-What?
-The door won't open.
It's not my turn.
[door creaking]
We do this together.
Together.
[sinister music]
-[monstrous growling]
-[thudding]
I lost my balance.
-Are you okay?
-Yeah.
The door stayed open.
Lucky, I guess.
Let's talk about it
on the way home.
Come on. It's time to get
the fuck out of here.
[suspenseful music]
We're going straight
for the front door.
[Denny] Okay.
You ready?
Let's go.
Denny.
Go hide. Hide!
Hey!
-[Henry screaming]
-[blow thuds]
-[Henry shouting]
-[blow thuds]
[Henry panting]
Henry!
Denny.
Den. Den, hey. Hey.
-Henry.
-What?
-[growling]
-[blow thuds]
[eerie music]
[grunting and panting]
Den.
Listen to me.
Run.
[sniffing]
Hey! Hey!
Come get me, you fucks.
[shushing]
[chuckles] Hi.
I'm Belle.
I like this one.
-[slicing]
-[Denny grunts]
-No!
-[men laughing]
-[Belle laughing]
-[Denny panting]
[Belle] Oh.
[Henry weeping]
You-- you fucks.
[sobbing]
Le-- leave him alone.
Naughty language.
[Denny grunting]
[Henry weeping]
-[Belle laughing]
-[repeated slicing]
Stop!
[sing-song] He's in trouble.
[laughs]
[Denny panting]
Den.
-[slicing]
-[Denny screams]
[Belle laughing]
[Denny grunting]
He needs your help.
Don't big brothers
protect little brothers?
-[Henry weeping]
-[Denny panting]
You didn't help him.
I said I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
[Belle] Don't be sad.
Don't you wanna
help your brother?
How about this?
[Belle chuckling]
An eye for an eye.
On second thoughts...
I've already started
this one.
-[slicing]
-[blood gushing]
Oopsie.
[Belle chuckling]
Red's my favorite color.
[cackling]
He's empty now.
[Denny thuds]
Oh. Night-night.
[Belle laughing]
You got a lot of blood on you.
He's all red.
[chuckles]
Oh.
-[chuckling]
-[Henry] Hey.
[blow thuds]
[Henry shouting]
[intense music]
What the fuck?
Fuck.
[panting]
Fuck.
[gun cocks]
[eerie music]
I can help you
get out of here.
You can go
and live your life.
You don't need that
with me.
So...
you ready to go home?
Look under the door.
Your night is complete.
-They killed my brother.
-They, Henry?
You. You killed them.
I'd be wise
with that bullet.
As I said before,
I can help you
get out of here.
You can go home.
Yeah, I'll just go home.
Like no one I know
died here tonight.
Nah.
There's one more death
to happen yet.
You might be correct, Henry.
However...
tonight wasn't about death,
so much
as it was about fear.
Fear was your enemy.
We just facilitated it.
Fear killed everybody.
Not me. Fear.
What about me, huh?
I'm feeling pretty fearless
right about now.
Well, adrenaline, a gun.
Yeah, I can believe that.
But give it time.
It's a slow burn.
Life, you know?
You killed my brother,
Jessie, my friends.
Not me.
Where's my fear?
Walk out the door, Henry.
Go live your life.
Let old age take you.
But you want to know
the real stinger?
What you saw
here tonight,
burned in.
That's gotta sting.
[Henry grunts]
[door slams]
Either way
you look at it...
the house always wins.
Bye-bye, Henry.
[birds chirping]
[grunts]
[Henry sighs]
[sinister music]
[sobbing]
[melancholic music]
[sobbing]
[bee buzzing]
[sniffs]
[sighs deeply]
[ominous chiming]
[eerie music]
It's about control
in the end.
[gun fires]
[wind blowing]
["Fields" by Andrew Word]
[bus rumbling]
[taps key]
[gulps, sighs]
[sinister music]
[music ends]
[calm music]
[light switch clicking on,
electric buzzing]
[Jacob grunting]
[intense music]
Okay,
we're closing in on him.
Hey, you two.
Stay with the path.
We'll flush him out.
-Come on, Dan.
-This way.
[Jacob grunting]
[Jacob yelps]
[Jacob groaning,
breathing heavily]
[Jacob grunting]
[music intensifies]
Shit.
[Helen] Thank you.
-This looks great, honey.
-Thank you.
-Where is Belle?
-Um, Belle!
Dinner, sweetie.
Who the hell are you?
He's headed
for the Miller property.
He's gotta be in the shed.
No. He's in the house.
Come on.
[ominous music]
Mommy?
[Belle whimpering]
Sleen. Jacob Sleen.
We know you're in there,
you piece of shit.
Now come out here
and face your justice.
You hear me, Sleen.
Mob justice.
For the crime of murder
times four.
You have been
sentenced to death.
By whatever means necessary.
[Jacob speaking
foreign language]
[house rumbling]
[intense music]
[rumbling stops]
[eerie music]
[music fades]
[crow cawing]
["Last Days"
by I Am Fowler playing]
Yeah
Yeah, probably should have
never left home
Looking at the pictures,
all our memories gone
Even at my worst never
thought that I would lose you
It's a feeling
I could never get used to
But here I am,
facing a new day
Surfboard got me
trying to catch a new wave
Someday fall in love
with a new face
Have to learn to
settle down in a new place
'Cause even
with a restart button
It doesn't work
if you still keep running
Even at the times
that I'm hung about my past
Still livin' each day
like it's the last
Denny, you about
ready for school?
Don't think I'll ever
be ready for that place.
Come on, it's important
to be on time.
Shut down the digital society
and get ready.
Well, as ready as you can be.
Who's winning?
-I always win.
-[Henry] Really?
You must get that from dad.
Yeah, he taught me.
I only play
against myself these days.
Get your stuff
ready for school, bud.
You don't wanna be late.
Don't forget your helmet.
Come on, bud.
Safety first.
For me, I couldn't
live with myself
if something were to happen
to you on my watch.
Like my time at school
isn't hard enough.
Thanks, Den.
[vehicle approaching outside]
You look... safe.
I don't feel safe.
-'Sup, fellas?
-Hey.
Oh, you mean to be
safety inspector?
There's your little plastic lid.
Huh?
Gonna get you a clipboard.
Huh? What, big bro
don't drive you to school?
Got you pedaling
for a better life, huh?
Yeah, well,
he used to take me.
I just finished
the graveyard shift
interning at the hospital
and now I'm trying to pump out
this last assignment
before graduation.
-I know.
-I'll make it up to you.
I better get
going before I'm late.
-You get your phone?
-Uh, yeah.
Oh, hey, Den, better take off
before you're too late, huh?
[Sparky chuckles]
[door opens]
-Hey, good luck today.
-Thanks, bud.
[Sparky] Oh, oh, Jesus.
Watch out, Junior.
Here you go.
Nice and easy.
Go.
And we have takeoff.
All right,
let's call the whores.
Is he still
getting it rough at school?
Yeah, I think so, yeah.
Doesn't bring it up,
doesn't wanna talk about it,
but I think
he still has it pretty tough.
[pensive music]
I wish there's more
I could do for him.
He's a good kid,
he deserves better.
Okay, we can nix
the whores.
Let's give Miles' mom
a day off.
Let's do something, though.
Kiss my ass, Sparky.
Would, but I'm afraid
it'd taste like cum.
I'm gonna beat you
like your father should have.
[Sparky] Fucking Miles.
This is Australia, mate,
your name should be Kilometers.
That was funny
when I heard it the first time,
when I was six.
Tried to contact that fucker,
you know?
[Miles] Who?
My biological father.
Aussie fucking prick.
No answer?
Nah, after him and mum split.
He hates Kiwis or some shit.
Thinks we're all fucked.
[Miles groans]
I didn't know me and your pops
had so much in common.
Fucking Kilometers.
Look.
You tell me
the kids giving him a hard time
and I'll redefine
a hard time for them.
With what? Your jokes?
Dude, they're high school kids,
I'll fuck them up.
I don't know, man.
These kids,
they're monsters these days.
Stomp you out real easy.
And I'll kick the teeth
out of every last one of them.
[phone ringing]
Punks.
Henry speaking.
Oh, hey, Den.
I'll fucking kill them.
They ain't know shit.
What? What?
Okay, stay there.
I'm on my way.
What's up?
We may need
to kick some teeth.
[intense music]
Is that
your brother there?
Hey, Den. You okay?
They got your bike?
And your bag?
I saw some kids
beating Dennis up.
They ran that way.
-[Sparky] Who did it?
-[Gracie] Not sure.
Just some punk kids.
We just
stopped to help.
-He used my phone to call you.
-They got your phone, too.
Thank you.
Take care
of yourself, Dennis.
Hope you guys
catch those assholes.
[Miles] Denny, listen,
we'll go get your stuff back
and smash
whoever did this.
Point them out,
we'll fuck 'em up.
Can we just go home?
Hey, bud, don't you want
to get your stuff back?
I don't care.
You shouldn't let them
get away with this.
Okay, we're here.
We can solve this
right now.
You guys
are all here now,
but you're not
always gonna be here.
I hate this shit,
this-- this tough guy shit,
this fire with fire.
it's all bullshit.
I just want to be
left alone.
You need to
stand up for yourself.
This is gonna
keep happening to you.
If you're scared, you should
face your fear head on.
And then beat it.
Like an angst-ridden stepchild.
I just want to go home.
[Henry sighing]
I've always hated
that painting.
Clowns are so disturbing.
They freak me out.
Don't you like
the circus?
Don't even get me started
on the animal cruelty
at the circus.
And let alone those crazy
carnies running around
dressed as clowns?
No. Place is a nightmare.
What if the clown
was happy?
Doesn't matter.
All clowns are shit.
What?
Don't they freak you out?
Not at all.
Clowns are funny.
Some squirt you with water,
some sell you hamburgers.
[Rose chuckles]
I'm more scared
of real things,
like being
helpless and alone,
death, stuff like that.
[vehicle approaching outside]
-What about you, phone queen?
-Huh?
[door opens]
-[Jessie] Hey.
-Hey.
-What's up?
-Den had a tough morning.
Again?
-Yeah.
-This keeps happening to him.
I know, just trying to work out
if it's the same kids or not.
-Where you going?
-Kitchen, get a snack.
Unless Rose wants
to give up some of that ass.
[Sparky scoffs]
Didn't think so.
Get some
better friends, Julia.
Anyone want any chips?
-I missed you.
-I missed you.
Is he okay?
-I'm gonna talk to him.
-Okay.
What happened?
[Sparky] Well...
Hey, Den, look,
I-- I know that sucked.
You don't deserve
to be treated like that.
I'm sorry.
[scoffs] Act like you beat me up
and took my stuff.
I just wish
I was there for you sooner,
or drove you to school.
Well, on the bright side,
you've, uh...
got the whole day off.
Let's do something.
What do you say?
I just kind of
wanna stay here.
I could take you bowling.
We could go to the beach.
Or what's, uh--
what's that hero movie
at the cinema
you've been wanting to see?
Dragon Fist.
The fire-punching crime god.
Dragon Fist the what?
What, did they run out
of superhero film names
or something?
It sounds
childish and stupid.
Then I grabbed him
by his ear.
And picked him up
with his two friends.
I said, "Hey, man,
Denny's cool, man.
And I'm going
to fuck your sister."
Come on, I'll take you.
We'll make a whole day of it.
[Denny sighs]
I don't need pity
to soothe a busted ego.
You've got
to want to do something.
Let's make
the most of the day,
you can play
on the computer later.
[Miles] What's up?
Trying to convince
Denny here, said,
"Get off the computer and come
do something fun with us today."
Let's do it.
We should go fishing.
Fishing?
[Miles] Come on, Danny,
let's go.
Go where?
Whore house?
Come on,
let the kid pump out some rage.
-What?
-We're trying to cheer him up,
not make him
hate himself more.
Dragon Fist
is playing in the cinemas.
Look, guys,
I just wanna stay here
and read this post,
all right?
'Cause at least on here
I'm treated like a human.
I mean, on here,
you have to properly be an idiot
to get the kind of wrath
that I get
in the real world
just for breathing.
Funny how I need a machine
to gain basic human respect.
Wrap your heads around that.
What are you reading?
Uh, it's this post about
a creepy old house
that everyone wants
to know more about.
What do you mean?
[Denny] Well, this article
got posted up today about
a creepy mystery house,
and now everyone
in the community
wants to know more about it.
[Miles] So, why are you typing?
Do you know about this
fucking house or something?
No, I just said
that I live near it
and now everyone's
asking me questions.
What does it look like?
Well, there's an old photo from
back in the day, but that's it.
No modern updates,
just myth and legend.
Well, how close?
-[Denny] Wisconi.
-Wisconi?
That's not that far.
It's a few hours' drive
in the country.
Would you get
some good internet karma
if we went there
and took some photos?
Of course.
If I actually delivered
on this post,
I'd basically
be a hero on this forum.
Well, let's do it.
We can jump in the car
and drive out there.
Hell yeah. Road trip.
Really?
What about your assignment?
Yeah, well,
we can drive out there.
You can shoot some photos.
We'll be home tonight
and I'll finish my assignment.
It's too easy.
-Let's go on a road trip.
-Mm.
Hey, do you know exactly
where it is
or we gotta look for it?
Nah, I can ask the OP for
exact address and directions.
Wait,
what the fuck's an OP?
Original poster.
Can send him a message
and ask for coordinates
and directions from the house.
Sounds good.
-Road trip it is.
-I'll tell the girls.
I'll get changed.
I'll roll
a hundred joints.
[Henry laughs]
[Miles] Let's do it.
Hey, you sure you don't wanna
hit the whore house?
[Denny murmurs]
Did you bring your jacket?
Could get a little cold
out there.
-Dad's lucky jacket.
-Of course.
I have the perfect
road trip vehicle.
Will that
even make it?
This...
is a palace on wheels.
That's the "Yes, we can" van.
Carry 11 passengers.
Yes, we can... smoke weed
in a school car park.
Yes, we can... sex with
the checkout girl at the shops.
Yes, we can.
This is the van
of possibilities, man.
Possibly not
get you laid?
Yes, it can.
Possibly not get you
to your destination?
Yes, it can.
Be the sole reason
for sadness,
depression and suicide?
[both] Yes, it can.
We'll see.
This van is kickass.
See, even your lady
digs the van vibes.
What do you think, Rose?
We'll work on that.
[Henry] What?
I know this guy.
I used to train him at my gym.
Hey, Dean.
-You rob a bank?
-[Dean panting] No.
I'm in a hurry to get
the early bus to Virino.
Mum and my grandma
live out there.
We're headed out
that way.
Yeah, jump in with us.
Well, where you guys headed?
Uh, Wisconi.
It's like 20 minutes
from Virino.
[sighs]
-Is-- is there room?
-Yes, there is.
Jump in,
the road palace awaits, my man.
For good luck.
It's time
for this ship to set sail.
[engine struggling]
You mean this shit
is set to fail?
["Sick Day"
by The Daisycutters playing]
[engine revving on]
Taking a day off
I make it cool
and just see where it leads
Today's my own
Commandeered time
Removes me from someone
I don't believe
Not a day, not a day
Another
eight-odd-so-long hours
I've had time
to reappraise it
They can't have me today
They can't have me today
I'm taking a sick day
Taking a sick day, yeah,
I claim this day for me
I'm taking a sick day
Taking a sick day, yeah,
I claim this day for me
This one's for me
[scatting]
[song fades]
Looks like the place.
[chuckles]
This is definitely the place.
Fuck, maybe we should've
went to the beach.
[camera shutter clicking]
[camera shutter clicking]
[gentle music]
Of course, no reception.
[scoffs]
You ever look around, think
every single person you see,
every single day,
someone shot out of a penis?
The one great race
that matters.
The old starting on
of life.
In ball sack stadium.
[Sparky sighs]
[Henry grunts]
I was personally wired
to dislike competition,
water slides and eggs.
[Henry] How did we
ever become friends?
I'm deep and insightful,
shit like that.
You can't be blamed for wanting
to be around
the charm I ooze out.
Plus I'm a great listener.
You certainly do ooze,
Spark Plug.
Just smells more
like shit than charm.
Yep, deep and insightful.
Have I ever told you
about bees?
Bees, man, they're cool.
You know they have a stinger,
and when they use it, they die?
You ever been
stung by a bee?
Yeah, of course.
It means in order
to defend itself from death,
it must kill itself.
Principle, huh?
Rather than die in combat,
takes fate for a walk,
battles,
and dies on its own terms.
It'd rather die hurting you
than you just kill it.
It's all about control
in the end.
Bees are cool, man.
And they make honey.
Honey is awesome.
You smoke too much weed.
-Dude, the bees, though.
-Yeah.
Yeah, you make an odd point,
but a valid one.
I see
what you're saying.
Still think you smoke
too much of that green crack.
[Sparky buzzing] Bees.
Little bro has
all he needs, man.
Back to the van.
[Henry] That was quick.
[Henry and Sparky grunt]
Den, did you get
all the shots you need?
Yeah, I shot, like,
50 photos of the place.
Hey, Dean.
Let's go, bro.
We're not going inside?
You should get
photos inside, man.
That would be
delivering something special.
Can we?
-I don't know.
-[Dean] Nobody cares.
I mean,
we came all this way.
Uh, fuck it, let's go in.
What about us?
Come check it out.
Come on.
[suspenseful music]
[birds chirping]
[wind howling]
[tense string music]
Really?
-Hm.
-Let's go.
[door creaking]
Whoa. This place
is fucking dank.
Like a place
where hatred was born.
You okay?
Yeah.
[Sparky] Hey, Den,
this is it, man.
-Shoot the shit.
-[Dean] Yeah, man.
Get in here.
Just a... little creepy.
It's all good.
It's creepy, but...
we're here.
I'm here.
You're safe, little bro.
Come on, let's win you
the Internet.
[camera shutter clicking]
[loud thudding]
That's it. I'm out.
I've seen
too many scary movies
to know who the fuck out
of this group dies first.
-It was me, sorry.
-No. I'll be in the van.
Sissy.
What's his problem?
Ugh.
Least it's cleaner
than the van.
[women chuckle]
[birds chirping]
You're gonna need
a flash soon, Den.
You about ready?
[eerie music]
Dude, you gotta
come check this out.
-What is it?
-Weird shit.
[Jesse] It's getting
too hard to see in here.
[Henry] Come on. It'll only be
a few more minutes.
[door creaking]
[door slamming shut]
[birds chirping]
[watch beeping]
Okay.
[Dean groans]
That's it.
Stayed enough.
[ominous music]
[camera shutter clicking]
This room doesn't match
the rest of the house.
Bells, man.
I've told you guys
about bells.
[door slams]
[music intensifies]
Whoa. Wind. Wind.
[bell ringing]
Okay, I'm done.
[Miles] It's probably
just Dean trying scare us.
What the fuck?
-We're locked in here.
-[Henry] Babe.
That's not funny.
Let me have a go at it.
[Miles grunts]
It's steel.
Believe the minimum
requirement's being a man.
[shooing]
[Sparky grunts]
[Sparky breathing heavily]
[Sparky straining]
Oh, fuck.
Try the windows.
[Henry grunts]
[Miles] We got a problem.
If it's locked,
just break the glass.
-That won't help.
-[Henry] What do you mean?
What the fuck?
This is way better
than the beach, bro.
-I don't like this at all.
-What, so we're trapped in here?
-No.
-Oh, my God.
Listen.
We can call out to Dean.
He's outside.
-[bell ringing]
-[Jessie] Dean!
-[Denny] Dean!
-[Jessie] Dean!
Yo, Dean!
[all] Dean!
[crickets chirping]
[Sparky grunts]
Where's Rose?
Rose, Rose. We're trapped.
Rose, help us!
[both] Rose.
Rose, can you get
my lighter from the van?
[ghostly indistinct whispering]
[intense music]
[Rose breathing heavily]
[Sparky grunts]
[Sparky breathing heavily]
D-- does anyone
have any reception?
Nothing.
Mine, too.
I've got nothing.
[Henry] We must be
in a dead zone.
Pretty far from life,
shitty reception out here.
Can you please not use
the words "dead zone"?
[Sparky]
Reception's fucked here.
They can't even spell
technology,
let alone implement it.
-Dean!
-[Julia] Dean.
We're stuck.
Rose!
These walls
are too thick.
What do we do?
[Jessie]
I'm starting to freak out.
I don't like being held captive
in some weird dark house.
Hey, it's okay,
we're not held captive.
The door's just stuck.
That's it.
Yeah, but the door
slammed on its own.
And now it won't open.
And, Henry,
who turned on the light?
This place
is creeping me out.
-The wind slammed the door.
-What wind?
Like a gust
from the front door.
And the light?
Maybe the door slamming crossed
some wires in this old place.
I just want
to get out of this house.
Hey.
We will.
Okay? The door's jammed
and the curtains...
it's just for decoration.
They're fake.
Why are they fake?
[Henry] Sparky.
Let's look around the room,
see what we can find.
'Kay, maybe there's
something we can use
to get the hell outta here.
[tense music]
[bell ringing]
Why is that bell ringing?
[Miles] I don't know.
[Denny] What is this?
That's a monitor.
[Miles] For what?
I don't know.
-Is there a power button?
-No. Nothing.
[Henry] Is it plugged in?
The cord
goes into the wall.
Wait, there's a switch.
[Henry groans]
-[TV sparking on]
-It's on.
Now what?
[Jessie] What is it?
I don't know.
[Sparky groans]
[electric buzzing]
-[Miles] What's the fuck?
-[Henry] It's okay.
It'll turn back on.
'Kay, let's stay calm.
[bell ringing]
[Julia] I wanna go home.
I wanna get out of here.
I wanna go home.
Is that here?
I can't tell.
Looks like
a ph-- photo of the lounge.
Holy shit.
It's footage.
It's Dean.
Dean!
What the fuck?
That's us.
[electric buzzing]
[man] Watch them scream.
Watch them crawl.
One by one,
I'll murder them all.
What the fuck?
[Denny] Guys.
Dean and Rose
are still out there.
Maybe they can
get some help.
-[distant screaming]
-[Rose panting]
-[bush rustling]
-[wings flapping]
[heartbeat thumping]
-[wood thudding]
-[Rose exclaiming]
[Rose whimpering]
[Rose screams]
[low droning music]
There has to be
a way out of this room.
We just need something
to break open that door.
Like what?
There's gotta be something
we can rig up to get it open.
[static crackling on TV]
[Henry] What's that?
-[Henry] Rose.
-Is she naked?
Why is she just
standing there like that?
I don't know.
[Rose crying]
[heartbeat thumping]
[footsteps rustling]
-[bones creaking]
-[Rose screaming]
[Rose] Ah! No!
[blood splattering]
Is that Dean?
[Henry] I don't think so.
What the fuck
is he holding?
Is that
a fucking sledgehammer?
-The fuck is going on?
-She's okay.
She's okay, right?
Henry.
She's okay, right?
Uh, yeah, yeah, she--
she-- she-- she looks like--
No!
[TV clicks off]
[music intensifies]
That had to be fake.
Fake?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Rose is dead.
We just watched
her get murdered.
It's okay. It's okay.
[dramatic music]
I want to go home.
I'm working on it.
Stop being
so elementary and dramatic.
There's no chance
that was real.
It's an Internet prank.
Once it goes viral,
you're all gonna look stupid.
Not me.
[grunts] Come on.
Hey, how about that lighter?
Smoke some weed in here.
Might chill some people out.
[sinister music]
[Sparky sighs]
[Sparky struggling]
What do you make
of all this?
I really don't know.
If that was real,
we need weapons.
[lock clanking]
[electric buzzing]
[bell ringing]
[Sparky] What the fuck is this?
The Sword in the fucking Stone?
Ah, thank goodness.
[Miles] Shit. Even I was
getting a little nervous.
Bet Denny's got a little shit in
his pants, too. Don't you, Den?
Maybe a little.
Let's go.
-[door bangs shut]
-Jules!
[both] Jules!
-[Miles] Jules!
-[Jessie] Julia!
Miles?
Gonna get help.
[ominous music]
Dean.
[TV clicks on]
[man] Dead of night,
life disappears.
Tonight you will be hunted
by your greatest fears.
Nowhere to run.
Nowhere to hide.
Let's find out
how Julia feels inside.
[TV clicks off]
[man whispering] Julia.
Miles?
[tense music]
[Miles and Sparky struggling]
Jules is out there.
I need to get
out of this room.
The door won't budge, bro.
It's impossible.
How did it open
for Julia so easy?
[Miles]
Doesn't make any sense.
Doesn't make sense.
None of this
fucking shit makes sense.
We need to get
the fuck out of this room.
[TV clicks on]
[eerie music]
Jules.
[man whispers] Julia.
Miles?
[clattering]
[light switch clicks]
[Miles grunting]
[Miles] What the fuck
is going on?
[grunts] Who the fuck
is doing this?
I need to get out there
and help her.
She's upset and scared.
[grunting continues]
We need
to figure this out.
Let's start
from the beginning.
What happened?
[Sparky]
Door wouldn't budge for me.
As soon as Julia tried it,
it opened straight up.
It-- It's like it only works
for certain people.
What about the bell?
Yeah, what about the bell?
Maybe it has
something to do with it?
[Henry] The bell was
ringing periodically.
But not since Julia was able
to open the door and leave.
Maybe the bell is a signal
that the door will open.
[Miles grunting]
Hey, Miles.
I think
I might've found something.
What are we playing?
Fucking Clue?
Guys, something's up.
Julia's in the laundry.
I think
someone's stalking her.
Oh, my God.
[Julia crying]
[soft, eerie music]
Miles?
Miles.
[music stops]
[unsettling music]
[creature hissing]
[Miles] I'll fucking kill him.
Oh, my God. [gasps]
[Julia panting]
[panting and whimpering]
[Psycho Doctor groaning]
[Psycho Doctor laughing]
Oh, Julia. Julia.
-[Psycho Doctor mocking]
-[Julia cries]
[Psycho Doctor
growls and laughs]
Yeah.
[laughing maniacally]
Oh, yeah.
[Julia whimpering]
[Psycho Doctor shushing]
[laughing]
[Psycho Doctor panting]
[hammer strikes]
[Julia coughs]
[Psycho Doctor growls]
[cap clatters]
[Psycho Doctor exclaims]
[Psycho Doctor laughs]
Ooh.
[Psycho Doctor chuckles]
[Psycho Doctor laughs]
[squelching]
-[tongue snaps]
-[Julia coughs]
[Psycho Doctor laughs]
[Miles grunts, pants]
I need to get out there.
-[Jessie] What is that?
-[Miles] No, no, no, no, no, no.
[bell ringing]
[Sparky] No.
Wait, what-- Fuck.
[Miles panting]
Come on. Fuck, fuck.
Oh, my God, look.
Julia!
[Jessie cries]
[Sparky sighs]
[Henry] Hey. Hey. Come here.
Don't look. Okay?
Just don't look.
I'll get us out, okay?
I'll-- I'll get us out.
[panting]
[suspenseful music]
[ghostly hissing]
[sinister music]
[solemn music]
[unsettling music plays]
[crying]
[shouting]
[car approaching]
[unsettling music plays]
Miles is still out there.
I know
he can get us free.
We're gonna
come back here.
Burn this fucking place
to the ground.
I don't know what
he's gonna be capable of.
[Sparky] It's Miles.
I know we fuck around.
But I trust him
to get us outta here.
I know
he's got a plan.
He's gonna find Julia.
And what
they did to her.
Someone's gonna get fucked up.
[Miles panting]
[inhales deeply]
[sinister music]
[music intensifies]
[panting]
[growling softly]
[Belle] Help me.
Please help me, mister.
What are you doing here,
little girl?
This place isn't safe.
[Belle]
I was with my brother.
[sniffs]
And he told me to hide.
You're okay now.
I'll protect you.
Take my hand.
It's okay.
[Belle panting]
[Belle] I know a way out.
I know how to get out
of this house.
You what?
You know a way out?
[Belle weeping] I can't.
-They're-- they're watching me.
-Hey. Hey.
You have to tell me how.
You can trust me.
I'm gonna help.
But you have to
tell me how, okay?
Okay.
Listen.
You could whisper it.
[Belle trembling]
It'll be our little secret.
[Belle chuckling]
[sing-song] You can't save me.
You fuck.
[Belle laughing]
[thuds]
You got me.
[Belle laughs]
[sinister music]
Are you cold, mister?
I got an idea.
[Belle giggling] Oh!
Okay, I'm just
gonna warm up your legs
so you don't get sick.
[chuckles]
[Belle laughing excitedly]
Oh, oh, oopsie.
[laughing]
Mama said
I'm not supposed to have this.
-[Belle chuckles]
-[lighter clicks]
Silly duffer.
You're not wearing a hat.
[Belle sighs]
Ooh.
I'm just gonna
warm up your head
so you don't catch a cold.
[Belle chuckles]
[liquid pouring]
[Belle snickering]
My name is Belle,
and it's your turn.
To prepare for hell.
I'm going to help you burn.
[giggles]
[lighter clicks]
Bye-bye.
[giggling]
Whoo!
[Belle laughing]
You burned up so quickly.
[Belle laughing]
Mama was right.
[chuckles]
Oh. I forgot my marshmallows.
[whimpering]
[Belle laughing]
You're warm now.
Bye, mister.
[eerie music]
[Henry sniffs]
[Henry sighs and sobs]
[bell ringing]
[Henry sighs]
Front door's open.
The front door's open.
One of us can get out of here
and get help.
We need to see
who goes next.
[Sparky breathes deeply]
I have a feeling
it's gonna be me.
Why?
I don't know, the fact
that I'm about to shit myself
and puke
at the same time?
Makes me think it's me.
[both breathing heavily]
This is our chance
to get out.
To get help.
Whoever it is,
they're gonna be
the hero.
[Sparky sniffs]
[panting]
Bit nervous.
-[bell ringing]
-[Sparky] Oh!
Okay, only puke left now.
[door clicks and creaks]
Only time I hate to be right.
Run straight for the front door
and don't stop.
There's no one
out there to save,
but there are people
in here.
And so, we'll try
and get to the front door.
Right behind you.
-[Jessie screams]
-[Sparky shouts]
Fuck.
Come on, Sparky.
You got this.
[Henry panting]
[Sparky breathing shakily]
[Howard] Jimmy?
Jimmy, is that you, my boy?
Dad?
Jimmy, you're a sight
for sore eyes.
Come here,
let-- let me hug you.
I want to tell you
how much I love you.
Dad?
[Howard]
I just wanna hold you, son.
I've missed you.
[Jessie]
What's he doing?
Why isn't he leaving
to get help?
Come on, Spark, run.
-Run.
-[Jessie] Where's he going?
Who's he talking to?
[Sparky]
Missed you so much.
[Sparky sobbing]
[Howard]
It's okay, my boy.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I wish we were closer.
Wish I was a better son
while you were alive.
And yet...
you weren't.
You were a terrible son.
[slaps]
[Sparky sobbing]
You're a disgrace
to my family name.
[belt smacks]
-[belt smacks]
-[Sparky thuds]
You just don't listen.
And now,
you have to pay.
Discipline must be taught
when obedience is lacking.
When you have a shitful
disgrace of a son.
He has to be influenced,
so as not to be
a stain on society.
You're an embarrassment.
[blows thudding]
Good for nothing.
Letdown.
I'm sorry, Dad.
[blows thudding]
[Sparky coughs]
I loathe you.
I always have.
I always said
the highlight of your life
should have been
the day you landed
on your mother's chest
when I blew my load
over that
cheap $2.00 whore.
-I love you.
-[blow thuds]
[Jessie] Oh, my God.
Is that...
[Henry] Spark.
[coughing]
[Howard] Pathetic.
You always did try
and run away
from your problems,
didn't you?
You were never man enough
to face the music.
I just want you to know
when you look
into my eyes,
that I don't love you.
I never loved you.
You were my biggest regret,
my biggest mistake.
And now?
I get to scrub out
your miserable existence.
To right a wrong,
erase a mistake.
Look into my eyes
and see how easily
I dispose of you,
because you...
are nothing to me.
-[brick thuds]
-[squelching]
[melancholic music]
[Henry sniffles]
[engine rumbling]
[Jessie] It's been hours
since the bell has rang.
Maybe it's all over.
Henry.
Do you ever
think back on your life?
When you were young?
Of course.
Do you ever
think about those memories
and get overwhelmed
with sadness?
Just sad,
because it's all so far away
from where we are
in this present moment.
Like regret?
No. Not regret.
Memories
are mostly happy ones.
And now
they make you sad.
Yeah.
Like...
those memories are so far
from the present,
it bums me out.
Maybe it's just
part of growing up.
Maybe.
Life lived in the present
is what's important.
Back when the happy memories
were the present,
you were living
in the moment.
And you were able
to be happy.
If you focus on the now
and not the past,
you can focus
on the present.
Tomorrow becomes today
when you're thinking
about yesterday.
I love the way
your mind works.
Yeah, well,
in this circumstance,
the present sucks.
So, I really don't know
how this situation works.
[scoffs] You know,
with the whole pending doom.
Hey.
There is no pending doom.
You're safe with me.
We just need a plan.
[bell ringing]
Okay, we need
to get out of here.
-This is our chance.
-I'm not leaving this room.
Something is killing us
one by one
and unless we work together,
one of us will be next.
I'm staying here.
[Henry sighs]
If we all get out that door
at the same time,
we'll have a better shot
at getting free.
This thing
is winning one-on-one,
but if we can all
get out there...
-It's worth a shot.
-No!
Julia, Miles, Sparky
all left this room
and are all dead.
Why can't the plan be
to stay in the room?
[bell ringing]
Why don't we just
not go out the door?
We've been safe
in here all night.
-And what, just sit here?
-Until we figure it out.
No, we'll have a better chance
of getting out
of the house out there.
Like Julia?
Rose?
Sparky?
Miles?
We'll have
a better chance together.
Whatever comes after us,
I'll distract it
and you can take Denny
and get out of this house.
I'll get us out of here.
I promise.
You just
need to trust me.
[sniffles]
Okay, I trust you.
Come on, Den.
[Henry panting]
[eerie music]
Jess.
[door creaking]
Okay.
We need to stay close
and move quickly.
Together.
As one.
This is our shot.
Sparky has the keys
to the van.
Hey, let's just
get out of this house.
-[monstrous growling]
-[Jessie gasps]
Jess! No!
No! [sobbing]
[Jessie sobs] No!
Let me in.
[breathing heavily]
[sinister music]
-Pretty girl.
-[Jessie screams]
[thuds]
[panting]
Pretty girl.
[intense music]
[monstrous screaming]
-[smacks]
-[thuds]
[Jessie crying]
[sinister music]
-[blows thudding]
-[Jessie screaming]
[Jessie weeping]
[Jessie panting]
[chuckling]
[clowns exclaiming eerily]
[taunting, echoing crosstalk]
-Look at you.
-[laughter]
-[clown 1] Happy Birthday!
-[clown 2] Hello!
[clowns giggling, chattering]
[Jessie] No. No!
[clowns laughing]
[Jessie crying]
[clowns laughing and whooping]
[blood trickling]
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
It's my fault.
It's all my fault.
It's my fault
we came here.
-Now everyone's dead.
-Hey, listen to me.
It's not your fault, okay?
It's not your fault.
Come here.
You mean
everything to me, Den.
I'd give my life
for yours in a heartbeat.
I'll get you
out of this house.
No matter what.
I promise.
Hey.
I will get you
out of this house.
[somber music]
Ever since Dad died...
you have been
so much more
than just a brother to me.
So much more.
Dad was my hero.
He's my--
my anchor in the storm.
To me,
there was no safer place
in the world
than in his arms.
He could make
any situation better.
I miss his laugh.
His intelligence.
His heart.
I miss him, too.
I felt like
I had no value.
No hope, no strength.
No security.
But you put aside
everything
to fill
that void in my life.
You became my anchor.
I'll always miss Dad.
But because of you...
that-- that emptiness...
that filled my life...
is gone.
I love you.
I love you, too, Den.
[bell ringing]
Den, listen to me.
We both need to
get through that door
at the same time.
Remember how we used to
run down the hall at home?
Den, you can do this.
Remember?
Yeah, I-- I remember.
[Denny sniffs]
Okay, bud.
Let's do it.
[tense music]
You're ready?
Shit.
-What?
-The door won't open.
It's not my turn.
[door creaking]
We do this together.
Together.
[sinister music]
-[monstrous growling]
-[thudding]
I lost my balance.
-Are you okay?
-Yeah.
The door stayed open.
Lucky, I guess.
Let's talk about it
on the way home.
Come on. It's time to get
the fuck out of here.
[suspenseful music]
We're going straight
for the front door.
[Denny] Okay.
You ready?
Let's go.
Denny.
Go hide. Hide!
Hey!
-[Henry screaming]
-[blow thuds]
-[Henry shouting]
-[blow thuds]
[Henry panting]
Henry!
Denny.
Den. Den, hey. Hey.
-Henry.
-What?
-[growling]
-[blow thuds]
[eerie music]
[grunting and panting]
Den.
Listen to me.
Run.
[sniffing]
Hey! Hey!
Come get me, you fucks.
[shushing]
[chuckles] Hi.
I'm Belle.
I like this one.
-[slicing]
-[Denny grunts]
-No!
-[men laughing]
-[Belle laughing]
-[Denny panting]
[Belle] Oh.
[Henry weeping]
You-- you fucks.
[sobbing]
Le-- leave him alone.
Naughty language.
[Denny grunting]
[Henry weeping]
-[Belle laughing]
-[repeated slicing]
Stop!
[sing-song] He's in trouble.
[laughs]
[Denny panting]
Den.
-[slicing]
-[Denny screams]
[Belle laughing]
[Denny grunting]
He needs your help.
Don't big brothers
protect little brothers?
-[Henry weeping]
-[Denny panting]
You didn't help him.
I said I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
[Belle] Don't be sad.
Don't you wanna
help your brother?
How about this?
[Belle chuckling]
An eye for an eye.
On second thoughts...
I've already started
this one.
-[slicing]
-[blood gushing]
Oopsie.
[Belle chuckling]
Red's my favorite color.
[cackling]
He's empty now.
[Denny thuds]
Oh. Night-night.
[Belle laughing]
You got a lot of blood on you.
He's all red.
[chuckles]
Oh.
-[chuckling]
-[Henry] Hey.
[blow thuds]
[Henry shouting]
[intense music]
What the fuck?
Fuck.
[panting]
Fuck.
[gun cocks]
[eerie music]
I can help you
get out of here.
You can go
and live your life.
You don't need that
with me.
So...
you ready to go home?
Look under the door.
Your night is complete.
-They killed my brother.
-They, Henry?
You. You killed them.
I'd be wise
with that bullet.
As I said before,
I can help you
get out of here.
You can go home.
Yeah, I'll just go home.
Like no one I know
died here tonight.
Nah.
There's one more death
to happen yet.
You might be correct, Henry.
However...
tonight wasn't about death,
so much
as it was about fear.
Fear was your enemy.
We just facilitated it.
Fear killed everybody.
Not me. Fear.
What about me, huh?
I'm feeling pretty fearless
right about now.
Well, adrenaline, a gun.
Yeah, I can believe that.
But give it time.
It's a slow burn.
Life, you know?
You killed my brother,
Jessie, my friends.
Not me.
Where's my fear?
Walk out the door, Henry.
Go live your life.
Let old age take you.
But you want to know
the real stinger?
What you saw
here tonight,
burned in.
That's gotta sting.
[Henry grunts]
[door slams]
Either way
you look at it...
the house always wins.
Bye-bye, Henry.
[birds chirping]
[grunts]
[Henry sighs]
[sinister music]
[sobbing]
[melancholic music]
[sobbing]
[bee buzzing]
[sniffs]
[sighs deeply]
[ominous chiming]
[eerie music]
It's about control
in the end.
[gun fires]
[wind blowing]
["Fields" by Andrew Word]
[bus rumbling]
[taps key]
[gulps, sighs]
[sinister music]
[music ends]