V/H/S/2 (2013) Movie Script
Hey!
Shh! Shh! No, no.
Just be quiet.
Shit.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Hey!
Hey!
Get the fuck back here!
Hey, give me
that fucking camera!
Yeah, so you're watching
that footage I sent?
Yeah, I'm looking, son,
and you...
So as you probably guessed,
your wife hired me to get that.
The problem is if I show it
to her, she stops paying me.
So I was thinking you might want
to make a counter-Offer there.
Oh, and whatever number
you come up with,
You can put 300 bucks on top
for the dent you put in my car.
Well, you scratched the paint
anyway.
You know what, if I don't hear
from you by tomorrow,
Your wife gets that file.
Good-Bye.
So what's the deal now?
Ah, probably nothing.
Just this woman thinks.
Her son is missing.
He hasn't been to class
in a week.
He won't answer her calls.
He's probably passed out
in a pile of beer cans.
In which case we're gonna
take the kid on a road trip.
And rack up some expenses,
'cause we're getting
1,000 bucks a day on this one.
Turn left up here.
Your button cam's working?
Yeah, it's working.
This is it?
Yeah.
It doesn't look like
anyone's home.
She couldn't give you a key?
She doesn't have one.
She said the lock.
On the back window's busted,
So maybe we can get in
that way.
And the cops haven't been here?
No, the cops don't give a shit
about some college kid.
Who's missing
for a couple days.
Here.
Is there someone in there?
Here.
Come on, give me the cam.
There's nothing there.
It sure as fuck sounded
like there's something there.
It's an old house.
Besides, if there is somebody
in there,
I'm gonna want to talk to 'em.
Here.
You all right?
Just great. Ow.
You okay?
Huh.
- Um...
- What?
You know what?
Stay in here, okay?
I'm gonna go check
the rest of this apartment.
And make sure no one else is
in here, okay?
- You got your gun?
- Yeah.
All right, good.
Just... Just, um,
Pull anything relevant
onto that drive. Okay?
And record everything.
That was part of the deal.
She likes me to do that.
Well, you took my camera.
Oh. Then...
all right,
so I'll be right back.
Just, um...
Just, I don't know,
See what's on that computer,
okay?
If it's encrypted,
we can take it home.
If not, just pull what you can.
Got it.
Show her tits!
I found a new one.
It's third or fourth generation
from the quality.
I got it from some guy down
in little Armenia.
With a pawn shop.
He is definitely not the type
of guy you usually see.
On here trading with us,
but I think he's somebody.
Who's worth
checking in on again.
Okay.
That's fucking weird.
Most of his collection,
I would say,
Was snuff and cp,
but he had at least one.
That was the real thing.
I don't even think
he knew what it was.
Anyway...
A little bit of redness,
some irritation,
But it looks okay.
How's it working?
It's good.
Yeah, I can see,
But what about my other eye?
- Follow.
- Okay.
You can't see anything
out of your biological eye?
No.
Okay.
How about now?
Yeah.
I mean, it's a little better.
It's just kind of blurry
and shadowy.
Yeah.
All right.
Well, because your prosthesis
is attached directly.
To your visual cortex,
You real eye's essentially
battling with your camera eye.
To give you input right now.
So when your brain gets used
to having that chip in there,
You should start to see
more and more.
Out of your uninjured eye again.
Until then, you might see
some glitches.
What do you mean by glitches?
Well, this is just being
tested now.
Eye injuries like yours
are quite rare.
So that's why we've installed
a recording chip.
Into the eye itself so we can
test the data it's receiving.
Right.
Yeah, about that.
- Yes?
- Oh, my god.
So if I want private time,
what do I do?
- How do I turn this off?
- Well, you can't.
But that's just
for this trial period.
You can't expect
the KPG corporation to just.
Give you this implant
and not expect to test its data.
Of course not.
So you guys are gonna sit around
and watch me take shits?
I'd say that's a fair
compromise, Mr. Middleton.
You can read a newspaper during,
or something.
Mm-Hmm.
So make an appointment
for next week.
We'll see how it's working.
Call me if you have
any concerns.
All right.
Thank you.
What the hell?
- All right, man.
- All right.
You sure you gonna
be okay, bud?
Yeah, dude, I'm good.
I'm good.
Give me a shout
if you need anything.
See ya.
What the fuck?
Where'd I put that controller?
All righty, then.
What the...
Okay.
What the fuck?
Hello?
Hello?
Oh, come on.
What the fuck is this shit?
Oh, shit.
Jesus! Fuck!
Oh, shit.
Yeah. Yeah, I can tell
the difference.
Between a burst of light and
a fucking bloody person, okay?
I don't know, you tell me.
You're the doctor.
Look, I'm coming in there
tomorrow, and you're gonna fix.
This fucking thing,
and that's that, okay?
Fine.
All right, thank you.
Hello?
Is somebody down there?
Seriously, don't fuck with me.
Oh, god damn it.
Hello?
Shit!
Oh, fuck.
What the fuck?
Hello?
Shit! Uh, okay!
I'm good.
Thank you, you can go.
Oh, shit!
Oh, fuck!
Oh, my god.
God damn it.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Hey, are you in there?
Look, I can see you
through the peephole.
Weren't you at the doctor's
office yesterday?
Yeah.
Okay, so what's the deal?
Are you following me?
I'm not following you.
Look, just open the door.
All right, listen,
I don't mean to be rude,
But it's kind of weird,
you know?
Look, are you seeing
weird stuff?
Like people who look dead?
You should really
open the door.
Thank you.
I'm Clarisse.
Yeah, come on in.
- Nice place, man.
- Thanks.
Do you have any beer?
I do. Yes.
What about painkillers?
Did the doctor give you any?
No, I'm not actually
in any pain.
I'll just take a beer then.
Look, Clarisse, I'm actually
on my way out of here.
Dude, you're not gonna
get anywhere.
If you don't hear
what I have to say.
Just give me a beer,
get one for yourself.
You're gonna need it.
Right.
- Thanks.
- Sure.
I was born deaf.
When I was 16,
my parents put me up.
For a new cochlear implant.
It worked, obviously.
But I began to be able
to pick up.
Certain frequencies
in my environments.
What happened
to your eye anyway?
I was in a, um...
In a car accident.
So who's the little girl?
What little girl?
There's a little girl here.
I heard her crying
when I came in.
But you know...
I don't hear her now.
Some people never hear them
or see them.
Maybe once
in their entire lives,
If they're open to it.
So when you can sense them,
they know.
They can tell.
That's why I wanted to find you.
To warn you.
Warn me about what?
Yeah.
The more you interact
with them,
The more they can touch you,
Hurt you, stuff.
Well, tomorrow I'm gonna
get this fuckin' thing.
Taken out of my head,
and that'll be that, right?
Don't be so sure.
Have you ever done anything bad
to anybody?
Look, if you get the implant
taken out,
They're still gonna be there.
You're just not gonna
be able to see them.
I don't know,
maybe that's better.
Well, I guess.
Oh, shit!
Um, I don't want to alarm you
right now,
But there's a fucking creepy
dude standing right behind you.
I know.
I can hear him.
- Do you know him or something?
- He was my uncle.
Oh, of course, right.
I mean...
Well, I didn't mean to
call him creepy, but I mean...
He wasn't a nice person.
Okay...
Listen, I know how
to make him go away.
- Just focus on me.
- Okay.
Oh!
Oh, shit.
No, don't look at him,
look at me.
Oh, shit.
All right,
you scientist assholes,
I want a copy of that footage.
Like, I want you to put it
on a disc or something,
But don't watch it.
Just get it to me, okay?
All right.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, god damn it.
Clarissa...
is that you?
Hey.
Oh, shit!
Hey.
Oh, god.
Oh, shit.
What the fuck?
Clarissa, give me your hand!
Fuck.
I got you.
I got you.
Oh, fuck!
Oh... oh... oh... oh...
all right.
You're coming out of here,
you fucker.
Eww... oh, I can't look
at this shit.
Oh, god.
Okay.
Oh, shit!
Larry.
Larry!
Hey, keep your voice down.
What?
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
I just watched something
really weird.
It couldn't have been real,
so...
Okay. Is there anything
on that computer?
I'm cloning his hard drive now.
It shouldn't take too long.
Here, look at this.
Tape is the final link for me.
I know a lot of you have posted
that it only affects you.
If you play it
in a correct sequence.
But I've been
experimenting on...
Is this the kid?
Yeah, that's him.
I found some notebooks
in his room.
Kind of like journals.
Mostly just nonsense, though.
I'm going through them
right now.
Why don't you, like, keep
looking at these tapes?
Kid's a collector.
I don't know. Who knows?
Maybe there's something relevant
on them.
Oh. Um...
okay.
We're all just
electromagnetic energy,
Then these analog tapes
capturing images.
Of the supernatural,
They can affect
our cerebral cortex.
They... They...
Hey, babe.
Don't "hey, babe" me,
mike Sullivan.
We're supposed to be
having breakfast.
Yeah, but it's a beautiful day.
I just want to take the bike out
for a spin.
I wanted you to take me
for a spin.
You know, you ride that bike
more than you ride me.
Yeah, but you know the bike
is just a physical thing, babe.
Mm-Hmm.
Now, tell me you love me.
I love you.
Okay, good enough.
Be safe, babe.
All right, bye.
Help me! Please!
- Are you okay?
- My boyfriend!
You have to help my boyfriend!
- Aah!
- I'm getting help.
No, please!
Help Dan!
Oh, god!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
stay with me.
Shit! Fuck!
God.
Who's there?
The police are right behind me,
so you better run.
I got a big fucking stick!
What the fuck?
Hey, hey, come on,
we got to go!
Whoa! Aah!
Aah! Get off!
Die, you fucking bitch!
You fucking bitch!
Help.
Help!
Unh!
Honey, you sure you know
where you're going?
This does not look like
a trail.
Of course I know where
I'm going.
- Trust me.
- How can you tell?
- Well, it used to be a trail.
- There's no trail here.
This doesn't look familiar
to you at all?
No, not whatsoever.
I mean it's pretty,
I'll give you that much.
Holy shit.
Oh, my god.
Is he...
I think so.
It looks like he's been bit
by something.
Will you check his pulse,
just to be sure?
Nothing.
My god, I mean,
what could have done this?
I don't know.
I don't know.
- An animal?
- Yes, hello.
We found someone.
He's, like, covered in blood,
And there's no pulse.
We're on the bike trails and...
I mean, it looks like he's been
bit by something.
- It's a bite, right?
- That would be my guess.
What state park is this?
I don't remember.
This is gold stone state park.
Yeah, we're at gold stone
state park.
But I'm not sure, exactly,
where we are here.
It's the... The trail
off of highway one.
Yeah, on the trails
off of highway one.
- Okay.
- They're sending somebody?
They're gonna send...
Connect us with a park ranger.
Okay.
Holy shit.
God.
- Wait a minute.
- Honey, what are you doing?
- I think I heard a noise.
- What kind of noise?
I don't know.
It's like he said something.
Hey... hey.
Hey!
- Hey!
- Hey! Hey! No!
Get off me!
Get off me, man!
Get off of him!
Stop it! Stop!
Get off him!
Aah!
No! Get off!
No! Stop it! Get off!
Aah! Oh, my god!
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, Bianca.
All right, honey.
Aah!
Go! Go!
Hey!
Aah!
Get in the car.
Get in the car. Let's go.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Faster, faster.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Get in. Get in! Get in!
Come on, man.
Yeah!
Aah! No! No!
Oh, shit!
Hi. Hi.
Hi!
Hello?
Mike?
Mike, mike, mike.
Are you okay?
You butt-Dialed me,
goofball.
Oh, well, I love you, baby.
Can't wait for you to get home.
Bye.
Hey, how's it going in here?
Hey.
Sorry.
I must've fallen asleep.
Oh, my god.
Your nose is bleeding.
Don't tilt your head back.
It'll just go down your throat.
- This one of your migraines?
- Mm...
- Mm-Hmm.
- Are your pills in your purse?
Yeah.
They're not in here.
Could you have left them
at your apartment?
Maybe. I don't know.
I...
All right,
so what do you want me to do?
We passed a drugstore
on the way here.
I could go back, get you some
aspirin or something.
Yeah.
I don't feel like moving.
All right, well, I feel
kind of weird leaving you...
Just go.
Okay.
I'll be right back.
Malik, I'm getting audio,
but no visual.
- Check the connection.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Okay, how 'bout now?
That's...
Okay, we're good.
- We're good?
- We're good.
All right.
Let me see.
All right, perfect.
Now switch to Lena-Cam.
All right.
Do you see me, gents?
Crystal clear.
Adam?
Can you tell?
No. From here, not a thing.
But if I zoom in...
the top button, Adam.
Well?
Let's just say you really have
to be looking for it.
Yo, Adam.
- Would you pass me the spy cam?
- Where?
In my bag.
In the front.
- Sure.
- Thanks, man.
Here, heads up.
You're a fucking dick,
you know that?
Okay, guys?
Hi, Lydia. Oh...
yeah, all right.
Oh, wait.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait.
Hey, Lena, you want to upsize
that thing?
No, this is creepy, man.
I don't want to wear this.
Hey, Joni,
this belongs to you, man.
Joni, Adam, come here.
Coming, coming, coming.
Joni, not too bright.
Adam.
Hey, we're not the only one
filming, guys.
Yeah.
Okay.
Dude, can you speed things up?
- Don't forget his. Go.
- Cool.
Dude, there's blood on the mic.
You okay?
Lena, you okay?
Just start without me.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Yeah, um...
hey, you know what?
Sorry.
You want me to go
check on Lena?
Just to make sure she's fine.
Hey, Lena.
You okay?
Lena, what's wrong?
Yo. Hey, Lena.
What happened?
Um... Malik?
- Seriously?
- My bad.
I thought I charged it
yesterday.
Man...
all right, I got this.
Batteries, batteries.
It's been over a day, Adam.
Listen, I need to know whether.
It's going to be me or you
telling Malik.
We owe it to him.
Are you even sure it's mine?
- Malik and I haven't...
- Haven't what?
It's been a while.
Fuck!
He's my fucking...
He's my fucking best friend.
And he's my fianc.
Adam, I am pregnant...
and you're the father.
Just cover your fucking camera.
Do you think
I wanted this to happen?
Hey, hey, come on, come on.
Listen.
We can go see someone,
fix this, no one's hurt.
- What the fuck?
- What? What?
Fuck you!
I don't need you.
I'll tell Malik myself.
And whether or not I keep this,
and whether or not he walks,
I still don't fucking need you!
What?
You heard me.
Fine.
Decision made.
Fuck me, fuck you, fuck him.
God damn it.
Oh, shit! Jesus!
What the fuck?
Fuck it!
What the fuck?
Sir, what the fuck?
Sir...
Wait, wait, wait,
hold on, hold on.
Hold on, man.
Oh, no. What?
Hey!
Stop! Stop!
Oh, fuck. Fuck!
Amen.
No, no, no, no!
Hey!
Fuck!
Holy shit!
- Oh, fuck!
- Help me!
Shit!
Adam, run.
Go find her!
Go!
I'm sorry, man.
Whoa.
What...
The fuck.
Oh, shit.
Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
- Lena!
- Adam!
Fuck you, bitch!
Fuck.
Lena, calm down.
I'm here, I'm here.
- Come on.
- Aah! Aah!
Get it the fuck out of me!
Get it... out of me!
Aah!
Oh...
Oh, shit.
What the...
Joni!
Oh, fuck!
No! Joni!
Oh, Jesus!
Get the fuck...
Go!
Oh, fuck!
Oh!
Oh, shit!
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Come on!
God, help me! Come on!
Oh, shit!
Oh, fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Papa.
Hey, baby, so I got you both
aspirin and ibuprofen,
Because I figured...
Oh, no.
Help!
Somebody help me!
Why did you do this?
Come taste the flesh.
Of our slaughtered beast,
earth creature.
Yeah, so we can eat your body
and collect your skin suit.
Aha! You fell for our trap,
earth fool.
Now you will be
our delicious murder.
Quick, put him
in my digestive container.
So I can feed off
of his life juice.
What the fuck?
Put that dog down, rattlebox.
You keep feeding him raw
hot dogs, he's gonna get sick.
I don't want to be the one
pulling tapeworms.
Our of our dog's behind.
- Oh, tank.
- Ass worms.
- Are you guys filming this?
- Affirmative.
Good. Then we got it on tape
you got your chores.
- What about Jenn?
- No.
She's got an exam to study for,
And I want you two
to leave her alone.
You know in 20 minutes, Zack's
gonna roll up in here, right?
Guys, look after tank.
Okay?
Your mother loves you.
Good job, tank.
Good buddy.
- Right on time.
- Where's Jenn?
- She's in her room studying.
- What? I can't hear you.
She's in her fucking room.
I can't fuckin' hear
over this radio.
What the hell?
- You say she was in her room?
- Yeah.
Oh, perfect.
What the fuck, Gary?
What the hell took you guys
so long?
We fuckin' lost
our baseball game.
- 'Cause you guys suck.
- You suck.
So what's up for today?
Oh, yeah.
We got some shit planned.
My sister and all her friends
are out back. Let's go.
Let's make it rain!
- Your sister's friend hot?
- Yes.
Hey, who wants some
of daddy's beer?
Your sister's gonna be
so pissed.
Yeah, she's probably gonna
shit out her vag.
Gross.
Hey, randy, are you ready
to get your sister wet?
Fuck off, dude.
Don't film my dick.
Ready, aim, fire!
Oh, my god!
- Oh, my god!
- Yeah!
- Get drenched!
- Oh! Seriously!
Get out of here!
Go, you fucking twerps!
Fuckers!
I'm gonna break your backs,
you little shits!
Take my hot love, loverboy.
Oh, fuck! Fuck!
Son of a bitches!
Stop!
- Fuck you! Aah!
- Hilarious!
- See you tomorrow.
- Get the fuck back here!
Get me out
of this fucking cage!
See you later, Biatch.
Whoa! Come back here,
you bitch!
Holy shit, your sister's hot.
Fuck off, so is your mom.
Danny, what are you doing?
Are they actually doing it?
They are, I bet you.
Holy crap, they are doing it.
Let's ruin their fuckin' party.
All right, hit it.
Yeah!
Get out, randy!
Babies making babies!
Babies making babies!
Oh, fuck! Get out, randy!
Get out!
- Babies making babies!
- Gary!
- Whoa.
- That is it!
I'm gonna fucking
rip your dicks off!
Turn off the light!
- Go, go, go!
- Get back here!
Oh, my god, that was so lame.
Turn off the light,
turn off the light.
I tasted your piss,
Now I'm gonna taste
your fucking blood!
Do you guys see that?
What the fuck is that?
I don't know.
It kinda looks like a gravity...
Give me that fucking camera!
Let him the fuck go,
you piece of shit!
Are you fucking kidding me,
randy?
- You want to fight right now?
- Fuck off, randy!
Why are you such an asshole?
I didn't have a shirt on!
Calm down,
it's not even a big deal.
Are you serious?
You were supposed to be
studying, not slam hogging.
Oh, shut it, Gary, and if I
can't fucking erase this film,
I'm gonna fucking smash
this camera.
You're bunch
of fucking faggots.
You can suck my dick.
I don't want to!
Put it down.
Put it back.
This is it.
I fucking got you now,
You piece of shit.
- What the fuck?
- What is it?
- What's he doing?
- Oh, fuck!
- He's fucking spankin' it.
- He's what?
- He's stretching his dick.
- Oh, my god.
- He's jerking off.
- Oh, god.
- This is it.
- That's disgusting.
No, this is it, Jenn.
This is it.
This is how we get
that fucker back.
Stay still, tank.
Is this how they do it?
Yeah, yeah, I think...
I think it's good.
Just, we got to get in there.
Before he lubes up
that sleeping bag.
So disgusting.
Come on, it's good.
Let's just do this.
- Come on.
- Okay.
Help me get him down.
Go see randy.
Tank, go, get out of here.
Oh, fuck!
Tank, come back!
Well, if it isn't randy handy
the fucking hand job.
Caught you sticky-Handed,
you little come-Dick.
- "Come-Dick."
- Jenn, you'll ruin my life.
- Please give me the camera.
- Yeah, right.
I'm putting this
all over the internet.
- What's going on in here?
- Oh, nothing.
We just caught your friend
milking his dick in here.
You were coming
while we were sleeping?
Fuck you and fuck you!
- Holy shit.
- What was that?
What's going on?
There's someone at your door.
Where does your dad keep
his gun?
In the closet.
Oh, my god.
Oh, my god.
Please tell me this is
you guys.
- No, it's fucking not.
- Shh!
Yeah, there's some people
in front of our house.
They just cut the power.
Highway 103, 1967.
Okay, hurry.
Stop playing around!
Show your faces
before I blow 'em off!
Zack!
Zack! Shit!
Give me that strobe light, Gary.
Zack!
Oh, god. Oh, god.
I think I want to go home.
- Did you guys hear that?
- Yeah, I do.
Jenn, did you hear that?
Hear what?
Gary!
Aah! Aah!
Help! Help me!
Jenn, help! Help!
Jenn, help!
Help, Jenn, help!
Help! Help!
Gary! Gary!
- Do you see him?
- I can't see anything.
Come here, tank.
Hey, boy. Oh, good boy.
Randy, help me.
I think I need to go
to the hospital.
Listen, you're fine.
Just don't look at it.
- Okay.
- Come on, tank.
- You need to carry tank.
- Come on.
Come on, dog!
Gary!
Holt shit, Gary!
Holy shit! Come on.
Come on, bud.
Randy, help me get him
on the dock.
Come on.
Help me.
Come on.
Come on, randy.
Help him out.
- You got him?
- Lift his legs.
- Pull!
- Shit. Shit!
Is he okay?
I don't know.
He's not breathing.
- Shit.
- Shit.
I don't think he's fucking
breathing.
Come on, Gary, wake up.
What do I do?
- Cpr! Cpr!
- How? How? How? How?
Tilt his head back
and pump his chest.
Come on, bud.
- Breathe in his mouth.
- Come on, bud.
Hurry up!
- Come on, Gary!
- Oh, shit!
- Hurry, hurry, hurry!
- Come on! Come on, bud!
- Put your mouth on his mouth.
- Come on, Gary!
Jesus Christ!
Come on, Gary!
Come on, Gary!
Get up!
Go! Go!
Run!
Go! Run! Go!
Come here, boy!
Tank, hurry! Hurry!
Tank!
Go, go, go, go!
Right behind you.
Okay, tank. Come here, tank.
Come here.
Gary, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Talk to me.
What are those things?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Shh.
Shh!
Oh, shit!
Get down.
Get down.
Get down.
Oh, thank fuck!
The cops are here.
- Go, go!
- Shit!
We're over here!
We're over here!
We're over here!
Where the fuck did they go?
What do we do?
- No! Wait!
- What the fuck?
Tank, tank.
Buddy, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Everything's gonna be okay,
buddy.
Randy!
Randy!
Randy, please!
Gary, stay close to...
run! Run!
Run, Gary!
Come on, Gary.
Hurry! Run!
Get in. Get in.
Get in. Get in.
You okay, Gary?
Are you okay?
- I'm scared.
- I know.
It's gonna be okay.
Aah! Get up the ladder.
Here, I'll give you tank.
Get up the ladder.
- Take him.
- Come on, tank.
Aah, Gary!
Oh, my god!
Jenn!
Aah! Aah!
Help! Help!
Tank, don't let go of me!
In other words,
I think I'm ready.
I know a lot of you know
my mother,
And I just wanted to make sure
that you guys know.
That she supports my decision.
Okay, now, it's time for me...
to make a tape for myself.
Thanks for watching.
Baby?
Unh!
Shh! Shh! No, no.
Just be quiet.
Shit.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Hey!
Hey!
Get the fuck back here!
Hey, give me
that fucking camera!
Yeah, so you're watching
that footage I sent?
Yeah, I'm looking, son,
and you...
So as you probably guessed,
your wife hired me to get that.
The problem is if I show it
to her, she stops paying me.
So I was thinking you might want
to make a counter-Offer there.
Oh, and whatever number
you come up with,
You can put 300 bucks on top
for the dent you put in my car.
Well, you scratched the paint
anyway.
You know what, if I don't hear
from you by tomorrow,
Your wife gets that file.
Good-Bye.
So what's the deal now?
Ah, probably nothing.
Just this woman thinks.
Her son is missing.
He hasn't been to class
in a week.
He won't answer her calls.
He's probably passed out
in a pile of beer cans.
In which case we're gonna
take the kid on a road trip.
And rack up some expenses,
'cause we're getting
1,000 bucks a day on this one.
Turn left up here.
Your button cam's working?
Yeah, it's working.
This is it?
Yeah.
It doesn't look like
anyone's home.
She couldn't give you a key?
She doesn't have one.
She said the lock.
On the back window's busted,
So maybe we can get in
that way.
And the cops haven't been here?
No, the cops don't give a shit
about some college kid.
Who's missing
for a couple days.
Here.
Is there someone in there?
Here.
Come on, give me the cam.
There's nothing there.
It sure as fuck sounded
like there's something there.
It's an old house.
Besides, if there is somebody
in there,
I'm gonna want to talk to 'em.
Here.
You all right?
Just great. Ow.
You okay?
Huh.
- Um...
- What?
You know what?
Stay in here, okay?
I'm gonna go check
the rest of this apartment.
And make sure no one else is
in here, okay?
- You got your gun?
- Yeah.
All right, good.
Just... Just, um,
Pull anything relevant
onto that drive. Okay?
And record everything.
That was part of the deal.
She likes me to do that.
Well, you took my camera.
Oh. Then...
all right,
so I'll be right back.
Just, um...
Just, I don't know,
See what's on that computer,
okay?
If it's encrypted,
we can take it home.
If not, just pull what you can.
Got it.
Show her tits!
I found a new one.
It's third or fourth generation
from the quality.
I got it from some guy down
in little Armenia.
With a pawn shop.
He is definitely not the type
of guy you usually see.
On here trading with us,
but I think he's somebody.
Who's worth
checking in on again.
Okay.
That's fucking weird.
Most of his collection,
I would say,
Was snuff and cp,
but he had at least one.
That was the real thing.
I don't even think
he knew what it was.
Anyway...
A little bit of redness,
some irritation,
But it looks okay.
How's it working?
It's good.
Yeah, I can see,
But what about my other eye?
- Follow.
- Okay.
You can't see anything
out of your biological eye?
No.
Okay.
How about now?
Yeah.
I mean, it's a little better.
It's just kind of blurry
and shadowy.
Yeah.
All right.
Well, because your prosthesis
is attached directly.
To your visual cortex,
You real eye's essentially
battling with your camera eye.
To give you input right now.
So when your brain gets used
to having that chip in there,
You should start to see
more and more.
Out of your uninjured eye again.
Until then, you might see
some glitches.
What do you mean by glitches?
Well, this is just being
tested now.
Eye injuries like yours
are quite rare.
So that's why we've installed
a recording chip.
Into the eye itself so we can
test the data it's receiving.
Right.
Yeah, about that.
- Yes?
- Oh, my god.
So if I want private time,
what do I do?
- How do I turn this off?
- Well, you can't.
But that's just
for this trial period.
You can't expect
the KPG corporation to just.
Give you this implant
and not expect to test its data.
Of course not.
So you guys are gonna sit around
and watch me take shits?
I'd say that's a fair
compromise, Mr. Middleton.
You can read a newspaper during,
or something.
Mm-Hmm.
So make an appointment
for next week.
We'll see how it's working.
Call me if you have
any concerns.
All right.
Thank you.
What the hell?
- All right, man.
- All right.
You sure you gonna
be okay, bud?
Yeah, dude, I'm good.
I'm good.
Give me a shout
if you need anything.
See ya.
What the fuck?
Where'd I put that controller?
All righty, then.
What the...
Okay.
What the fuck?
Hello?
Hello?
Oh, come on.
What the fuck is this shit?
Oh, shit.
Jesus! Fuck!
Oh, shit.
Yeah. Yeah, I can tell
the difference.
Between a burst of light and
a fucking bloody person, okay?
I don't know, you tell me.
You're the doctor.
Look, I'm coming in there
tomorrow, and you're gonna fix.
This fucking thing,
and that's that, okay?
Fine.
All right, thank you.
Hello?
Is somebody down there?
Seriously, don't fuck with me.
Oh, god damn it.
Hello?
Shit!
Oh, fuck.
What the fuck?
Hello?
Shit! Uh, okay!
I'm good.
Thank you, you can go.
Oh, shit!
Oh, fuck!
Oh, my god.
God damn it.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Hey, are you in there?
Look, I can see you
through the peephole.
Weren't you at the doctor's
office yesterday?
Yeah.
Okay, so what's the deal?
Are you following me?
I'm not following you.
Look, just open the door.
All right, listen,
I don't mean to be rude,
But it's kind of weird,
you know?
Look, are you seeing
weird stuff?
Like people who look dead?
You should really
open the door.
Thank you.
I'm Clarisse.
Yeah, come on in.
- Nice place, man.
- Thanks.
Do you have any beer?
I do. Yes.
What about painkillers?
Did the doctor give you any?
No, I'm not actually
in any pain.
I'll just take a beer then.
Look, Clarisse, I'm actually
on my way out of here.
Dude, you're not gonna
get anywhere.
If you don't hear
what I have to say.
Just give me a beer,
get one for yourself.
You're gonna need it.
Right.
- Thanks.
- Sure.
I was born deaf.
When I was 16,
my parents put me up.
For a new cochlear implant.
It worked, obviously.
But I began to be able
to pick up.
Certain frequencies
in my environments.
What happened
to your eye anyway?
I was in a, um...
In a car accident.
So who's the little girl?
What little girl?
There's a little girl here.
I heard her crying
when I came in.
But you know...
I don't hear her now.
Some people never hear them
or see them.
Maybe once
in their entire lives,
If they're open to it.
So when you can sense them,
they know.
They can tell.
That's why I wanted to find you.
To warn you.
Warn me about what?
Yeah.
The more you interact
with them,
The more they can touch you,
Hurt you, stuff.
Well, tomorrow I'm gonna
get this fuckin' thing.
Taken out of my head,
and that'll be that, right?
Don't be so sure.
Have you ever done anything bad
to anybody?
Look, if you get the implant
taken out,
They're still gonna be there.
You're just not gonna
be able to see them.
I don't know,
maybe that's better.
Well, I guess.
Oh, shit!
Um, I don't want to alarm you
right now,
But there's a fucking creepy
dude standing right behind you.
I know.
I can hear him.
- Do you know him or something?
- He was my uncle.
Oh, of course, right.
I mean...
Well, I didn't mean to
call him creepy, but I mean...
He wasn't a nice person.
Okay...
Listen, I know how
to make him go away.
- Just focus on me.
- Okay.
Oh!
Oh, shit.
No, don't look at him,
look at me.
Oh, shit.
All right,
you scientist assholes,
I want a copy of that footage.
Like, I want you to put it
on a disc or something,
But don't watch it.
Just get it to me, okay?
All right.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, god damn it.
Clarissa...
is that you?
Hey.
Oh, shit!
Hey.
Oh, god.
Oh, shit.
What the fuck?
Clarissa, give me your hand!
Fuck.
I got you.
I got you.
Oh, fuck!
Oh... oh... oh... oh...
all right.
You're coming out of here,
you fucker.
Eww... oh, I can't look
at this shit.
Oh, god.
Okay.
Oh, shit!
Larry.
Larry!
Hey, keep your voice down.
What?
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
I just watched something
really weird.
It couldn't have been real,
so...
Okay. Is there anything
on that computer?
I'm cloning his hard drive now.
It shouldn't take too long.
Here, look at this.
Tape is the final link for me.
I know a lot of you have posted
that it only affects you.
If you play it
in a correct sequence.
But I've been
experimenting on...
Is this the kid?
Yeah, that's him.
I found some notebooks
in his room.
Kind of like journals.
Mostly just nonsense, though.
I'm going through them
right now.
Why don't you, like, keep
looking at these tapes?
Kid's a collector.
I don't know. Who knows?
Maybe there's something relevant
on them.
Oh. Um...
okay.
We're all just
electromagnetic energy,
Then these analog tapes
capturing images.
Of the supernatural,
They can affect
our cerebral cortex.
They... They...
Hey, babe.
Don't "hey, babe" me,
mike Sullivan.
We're supposed to be
having breakfast.
Yeah, but it's a beautiful day.
I just want to take the bike out
for a spin.
I wanted you to take me
for a spin.
You know, you ride that bike
more than you ride me.
Yeah, but you know the bike
is just a physical thing, babe.
Mm-Hmm.
Now, tell me you love me.
I love you.
Okay, good enough.
Be safe, babe.
All right, bye.
Help me! Please!
- Are you okay?
- My boyfriend!
You have to help my boyfriend!
- Aah!
- I'm getting help.
No, please!
Help Dan!
Oh, god!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
stay with me.
Shit! Fuck!
God.
Who's there?
The police are right behind me,
so you better run.
I got a big fucking stick!
What the fuck?
Hey, hey, come on,
we got to go!
Whoa! Aah!
Aah! Get off!
Die, you fucking bitch!
You fucking bitch!
Help.
Help!
Unh!
Honey, you sure you know
where you're going?
This does not look like
a trail.
Of course I know where
I'm going.
- Trust me.
- How can you tell?
- Well, it used to be a trail.
- There's no trail here.
This doesn't look familiar
to you at all?
No, not whatsoever.
I mean it's pretty,
I'll give you that much.
Holy shit.
Oh, my god.
Is he...
I think so.
It looks like he's been bit
by something.
Will you check his pulse,
just to be sure?
Nothing.
My god, I mean,
what could have done this?
I don't know.
I don't know.
- An animal?
- Yes, hello.
We found someone.
He's, like, covered in blood,
And there's no pulse.
We're on the bike trails and...
I mean, it looks like he's been
bit by something.
- It's a bite, right?
- That would be my guess.
What state park is this?
I don't remember.
This is gold stone state park.
Yeah, we're at gold stone
state park.
But I'm not sure, exactly,
where we are here.
It's the... The trail
off of highway one.
Yeah, on the trails
off of highway one.
- Okay.
- They're sending somebody?
They're gonna send...
Connect us with a park ranger.
Okay.
Holy shit.
God.
- Wait a minute.
- Honey, what are you doing?
- I think I heard a noise.
- What kind of noise?
I don't know.
It's like he said something.
Hey... hey.
Hey!
- Hey!
- Hey! Hey! No!
Get off me!
Get off me, man!
Get off of him!
Stop it! Stop!
Get off him!
Aah!
No! Get off!
No! Stop it! Get off!
Aah! Oh, my god!
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, Bianca.
All right, honey.
Aah!
Go! Go!
Hey!
Aah!
Get in the car.
Get in the car. Let's go.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Faster, faster.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Get in. Get in! Get in!
Come on, man.
Yeah!
Aah! No! No!
Oh, shit!
Hi. Hi.
Hi!
Hello?
Mike?
Mike, mike, mike.
Are you okay?
You butt-Dialed me,
goofball.
Oh, well, I love you, baby.
Can't wait for you to get home.
Bye.
Hey, how's it going in here?
Hey.
Sorry.
I must've fallen asleep.
Oh, my god.
Your nose is bleeding.
Don't tilt your head back.
It'll just go down your throat.
- This one of your migraines?
- Mm...
- Mm-Hmm.
- Are your pills in your purse?
Yeah.
They're not in here.
Could you have left them
at your apartment?
Maybe. I don't know.
I...
All right,
so what do you want me to do?
We passed a drugstore
on the way here.
I could go back, get you some
aspirin or something.
Yeah.
I don't feel like moving.
All right, well, I feel
kind of weird leaving you...
Just go.
Okay.
I'll be right back.
Malik, I'm getting audio,
but no visual.
- Check the connection.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Okay, how 'bout now?
That's...
Okay, we're good.
- We're good?
- We're good.
All right.
Let me see.
All right, perfect.
Now switch to Lena-Cam.
All right.
Do you see me, gents?
Crystal clear.
Adam?
Can you tell?
No. From here, not a thing.
But if I zoom in...
the top button, Adam.
Well?
Let's just say you really have
to be looking for it.
Yo, Adam.
- Would you pass me the spy cam?
- Where?
In my bag.
In the front.
- Sure.
- Thanks, man.
Here, heads up.
You're a fucking dick,
you know that?
Okay, guys?
Hi, Lydia. Oh...
yeah, all right.
Oh, wait.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait.
Hey, Lena, you want to upsize
that thing?
No, this is creepy, man.
I don't want to wear this.
Hey, Joni,
this belongs to you, man.
Joni, Adam, come here.
Coming, coming, coming.
Joni, not too bright.
Adam.
Hey, we're not the only one
filming, guys.
Yeah.
Okay.
Dude, can you speed things up?
- Don't forget his. Go.
- Cool.
Dude, there's blood on the mic.
You okay?
Lena, you okay?
Just start without me.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Yeah, um...
hey, you know what?
Sorry.
You want me to go
check on Lena?
Just to make sure she's fine.
Hey, Lena.
You okay?
Lena, what's wrong?
Yo. Hey, Lena.
What happened?
Um... Malik?
- Seriously?
- My bad.
I thought I charged it
yesterday.
Man...
all right, I got this.
Batteries, batteries.
It's been over a day, Adam.
Listen, I need to know whether.
It's going to be me or you
telling Malik.
We owe it to him.
Are you even sure it's mine?
- Malik and I haven't...
- Haven't what?
It's been a while.
Fuck!
He's my fucking...
He's my fucking best friend.
And he's my fianc.
Adam, I am pregnant...
and you're the father.
Just cover your fucking camera.
Do you think
I wanted this to happen?
Hey, hey, come on, come on.
Listen.
We can go see someone,
fix this, no one's hurt.
- What the fuck?
- What? What?
Fuck you!
I don't need you.
I'll tell Malik myself.
And whether or not I keep this,
and whether or not he walks,
I still don't fucking need you!
What?
You heard me.
Fine.
Decision made.
Fuck me, fuck you, fuck him.
God damn it.
Oh, shit! Jesus!
What the fuck?
Fuck it!
What the fuck?
Sir, what the fuck?
Sir...
Wait, wait, wait,
hold on, hold on.
Hold on, man.
Oh, no. What?
Hey!
Stop! Stop!
Oh, fuck. Fuck!
Amen.
No, no, no, no!
Hey!
Fuck!
Holy shit!
- Oh, fuck!
- Help me!
Shit!
Adam, run.
Go find her!
Go!
I'm sorry, man.
Whoa.
What...
The fuck.
Oh, shit.
Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
- Lena!
- Adam!
Fuck you, bitch!
Fuck.
Lena, calm down.
I'm here, I'm here.
- Come on.
- Aah! Aah!
Get it the fuck out of me!
Get it... out of me!
Aah!
Oh...
Oh, shit.
What the...
Joni!
Oh, fuck!
No! Joni!
Oh, Jesus!
Get the fuck...
Go!
Oh, fuck!
Oh!
Oh, shit!
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Come on!
God, help me! Come on!
Oh, shit!
Oh, fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Papa.
Hey, baby, so I got you both
aspirin and ibuprofen,
Because I figured...
Oh, no.
Help!
Somebody help me!
Why did you do this?
Come taste the flesh.
Of our slaughtered beast,
earth creature.
Yeah, so we can eat your body
and collect your skin suit.
Aha! You fell for our trap,
earth fool.
Now you will be
our delicious murder.
Quick, put him
in my digestive container.
So I can feed off
of his life juice.
What the fuck?
Put that dog down, rattlebox.
You keep feeding him raw
hot dogs, he's gonna get sick.
I don't want to be the one
pulling tapeworms.
Our of our dog's behind.
- Oh, tank.
- Ass worms.
- Are you guys filming this?
- Affirmative.
Good. Then we got it on tape
you got your chores.
- What about Jenn?
- No.
She's got an exam to study for,
And I want you two
to leave her alone.
You know in 20 minutes, Zack's
gonna roll up in here, right?
Guys, look after tank.
Okay?
Your mother loves you.
Good job, tank.
Good buddy.
- Right on time.
- Where's Jenn?
- She's in her room studying.
- What? I can't hear you.
She's in her fucking room.
I can't fuckin' hear
over this radio.
What the hell?
- You say she was in her room?
- Yeah.
Oh, perfect.
What the fuck, Gary?
What the hell took you guys
so long?
We fuckin' lost
our baseball game.
- 'Cause you guys suck.
- You suck.
So what's up for today?
Oh, yeah.
We got some shit planned.
My sister and all her friends
are out back. Let's go.
Let's make it rain!
- Your sister's friend hot?
- Yes.
Hey, who wants some
of daddy's beer?
Your sister's gonna be
so pissed.
Yeah, she's probably gonna
shit out her vag.
Gross.
Hey, randy, are you ready
to get your sister wet?
Fuck off, dude.
Don't film my dick.
Ready, aim, fire!
Oh, my god!
- Oh, my god!
- Yeah!
- Get drenched!
- Oh! Seriously!
Get out of here!
Go, you fucking twerps!
Fuckers!
I'm gonna break your backs,
you little shits!
Take my hot love, loverboy.
Oh, fuck! Fuck!
Son of a bitches!
Stop!
- Fuck you! Aah!
- Hilarious!
- See you tomorrow.
- Get the fuck back here!
Get me out
of this fucking cage!
See you later, Biatch.
Whoa! Come back here,
you bitch!
Holy shit, your sister's hot.
Fuck off, so is your mom.
Danny, what are you doing?
Are they actually doing it?
They are, I bet you.
Holy crap, they are doing it.
Let's ruin their fuckin' party.
All right, hit it.
Yeah!
Get out, randy!
Babies making babies!
Babies making babies!
Oh, fuck! Get out, randy!
Get out!
- Babies making babies!
- Gary!
- Whoa.
- That is it!
I'm gonna fucking
rip your dicks off!
Turn off the light!
- Go, go, go!
- Get back here!
Oh, my god, that was so lame.
Turn off the light,
turn off the light.
I tasted your piss,
Now I'm gonna taste
your fucking blood!
Do you guys see that?
What the fuck is that?
I don't know.
It kinda looks like a gravity...
Give me that fucking camera!
Let him the fuck go,
you piece of shit!
Are you fucking kidding me,
randy?
- You want to fight right now?
- Fuck off, randy!
Why are you such an asshole?
I didn't have a shirt on!
Calm down,
it's not even a big deal.
Are you serious?
You were supposed to be
studying, not slam hogging.
Oh, shut it, Gary, and if I
can't fucking erase this film,
I'm gonna fucking smash
this camera.
You're bunch
of fucking faggots.
You can suck my dick.
I don't want to!
Put it down.
Put it back.
This is it.
I fucking got you now,
You piece of shit.
- What the fuck?
- What is it?
- What's he doing?
- Oh, fuck!
- He's fucking spankin' it.
- He's what?
- He's stretching his dick.
- Oh, my god.
- He's jerking off.
- Oh, god.
- This is it.
- That's disgusting.
No, this is it, Jenn.
This is it.
This is how we get
that fucker back.
Stay still, tank.
Is this how they do it?
Yeah, yeah, I think...
I think it's good.
Just, we got to get in there.
Before he lubes up
that sleeping bag.
So disgusting.
Come on, it's good.
Let's just do this.
- Come on.
- Okay.
Help me get him down.
Go see randy.
Tank, go, get out of here.
Oh, fuck!
Tank, come back!
Well, if it isn't randy handy
the fucking hand job.
Caught you sticky-Handed,
you little come-Dick.
- "Come-Dick."
- Jenn, you'll ruin my life.
- Please give me the camera.
- Yeah, right.
I'm putting this
all over the internet.
- What's going on in here?
- Oh, nothing.
We just caught your friend
milking his dick in here.
You were coming
while we were sleeping?
Fuck you and fuck you!
- Holy shit.
- What was that?
What's going on?
There's someone at your door.
Where does your dad keep
his gun?
In the closet.
Oh, my god.
Oh, my god.
Please tell me this is
you guys.
- No, it's fucking not.
- Shh!
Yeah, there's some people
in front of our house.
They just cut the power.
Highway 103, 1967.
Okay, hurry.
Stop playing around!
Show your faces
before I blow 'em off!
Zack!
Zack! Shit!
Give me that strobe light, Gary.
Zack!
Oh, god. Oh, god.
I think I want to go home.
- Did you guys hear that?
- Yeah, I do.
Jenn, did you hear that?
Hear what?
Gary!
Aah! Aah!
Help! Help me!
Jenn, help! Help!
Jenn, help!
Help, Jenn, help!
Help! Help!
Gary! Gary!
- Do you see him?
- I can't see anything.
Come here, tank.
Hey, boy. Oh, good boy.
Randy, help me.
I think I need to go
to the hospital.
Listen, you're fine.
Just don't look at it.
- Okay.
- Come on, tank.
- You need to carry tank.
- Come on.
Come on, dog!
Gary!
Holt shit, Gary!
Holy shit! Come on.
Come on, bud.
Randy, help me get him
on the dock.
Come on.
Help me.
Come on.
Come on, randy.
Help him out.
- You got him?
- Lift his legs.
- Pull!
- Shit. Shit!
Is he okay?
I don't know.
He's not breathing.
- Shit.
- Shit.
I don't think he's fucking
breathing.
Come on, Gary, wake up.
What do I do?
- Cpr! Cpr!
- How? How? How? How?
Tilt his head back
and pump his chest.
Come on, bud.
- Breathe in his mouth.
- Come on, bud.
Hurry up!
- Come on, Gary!
- Oh, shit!
- Hurry, hurry, hurry!
- Come on! Come on, bud!
- Put your mouth on his mouth.
- Come on, Gary!
Jesus Christ!
Come on, Gary!
Come on, Gary!
Get up!
Go! Go!
Run!
Go! Run! Go!
Come here, boy!
Tank, hurry! Hurry!
Tank!
Go, go, go, go!
Right behind you.
Okay, tank. Come here, tank.
Come here.
Gary, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Talk to me.
What are those things?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Shh.
Shh!
Oh, shit!
Get down.
Get down.
Get down.
Oh, thank fuck!
The cops are here.
- Go, go!
- Shit!
We're over here!
We're over here!
We're over here!
Where the fuck did they go?
What do we do?
- No! Wait!
- What the fuck?
Tank, tank.
Buddy, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Everything's gonna be okay,
buddy.
Randy!
Randy!
Randy, please!
Gary, stay close to...
run! Run!
Run, Gary!
Come on, Gary.
Hurry! Run!
Get in. Get in.
Get in. Get in.
You okay, Gary?
Are you okay?
- I'm scared.
- I know.
It's gonna be okay.
Aah! Get up the ladder.
Here, I'll give you tank.
Get up the ladder.
- Take him.
- Come on, tank.
Aah, Gary!
Oh, my god!
Jenn!
Aah! Aah!
Help! Help!
Tank, don't let go of me!
In other words,
I think I'm ready.
I know a lot of you know
my mother,
And I just wanted to make sure
that you guys know.
That she supports my decision.
Okay, now, it's time for me...
to make a tape for myself.
Thanks for watching.
Baby?
Unh!