Wrong Turn (2021) Movie Script

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Oldies 99.2
KIOU
Well, the weekend forecast
looking good for the area.
Sunny skies on tap from Brentwood
all the way north to Richmond
and throughout the state of Virginia,
with highs reaching 85 degrees.
Low tonight, about 65.
Should be a great weekend
for hikers to get out and enjoy...
Pretty girl.
You must be one proud papa.
Who's the Black fella?
Darius Clemmons. It's her boyfriend.
They were traveling
with a group of their friends.
Well, the Appalachian Trail's
a hefty piece of real estate.
I mean, Maine clear down to Georgia way.
I've been tracking their route,
and she promised to call
or text every week.
And it's been six weeks.
The last place that she
texted me was here in your town.
Well, the fact is we get a shit-ton
of kids that come through here.
I mean, they come, and they do
whatever it is they do, and they move on.
My boy's down in Tampa
playing keyboard in some rockabilly band.
I can't remember the last time
that boy picked up a phone.
My daughter's not like that.
Well, we can make it official
if you'd like.
Fill out this missing persons report.
Be as detailed as you'd like.
But if I were to put money on it,
I'd say she's somewhere
sunning herself in the Keys.
Guest checkout is automatic.
I rarely see them leave.
Most are gone by sun up,
trying to catch flights or beat traffic.
And there was nothing
left in the room?
No. And their car was gone.
Okay, well,
if you think of anything,
please give me a call, yeah?
My name's Scott.
You spoke to the police chief?
Yeah.
I didn't sense much urgency from him.
This is a quiet town.
The quieter it is,
the more he gets to fish.
Hey, it's Jen.
Leave a message, and I'll hit you back.
Thanks, bye.
Look again. Please.
No, sorry, no.
You know how many tourists
come through here?
I remember drinks, not faces.
Lose something?
My daughter.
Her name is Jennifer.
She passed through here
with five of her friends.
They're all about the same age.
Yeah, I seen 'em.
Goddamn yuppies.
You didn't happen to notice
which way they went?
North, maybe.
Up on the AT.
But if they got lost in them woods,
you might as well just go on home,
'cause you ain't never gonna find 'em.
Yeah, well...
I don't believe that. I can't.
Believe what you want, mister.
But know this...
Out there,
nature eats everything it catches
right down to the bone.
Doesn't give a shit if it's a cute girl.
Do you have kids?
What would you do?
What do you think of this one?
Yeah, it's-it's fine.
- Adam, come on.
- What? What the fuck?
- I need that.
- I want to show you the picture.
- Give me my phone.
- No!
Hey. Babe, you're fine.
Just breathe.
Open your mind.
Enjoy it, okay?
- Look at that one.
- Is that how sad I look all the time?
Yes, you do, actually.
I must really love you.
You really do.
It's-it's weird how much you love...
You're weird.
Now kiss me.
- Whoa!
- Ah!
You know, uh,
you're making me look bad.
- Sorry.
- Don't be. Fucking girl power.
Girl power.
Dude, where'd you
learn how to do this?
My dad.
He taught me two things:
How to bait a hook
and how to change a tire.
My dad taught me how to put in a tampon.
Single parent.
His eyes were closed the whole time.
Not a good experience.
Uh...
Oh.
- Oh, here we go.
- Sweet.
Jen, Jen, Jen.
My fucking hero.
It's quaint.
Yeah, especially if you miss
the good old days of the Confederacy.
All right.
This one's mine.
- That's yours, babe.
- Trying to grab yours.
Pass me mine.
- Three rooms for two nights.
- Yes.
Policies of the inn
are posted in your rooms.
No alcohol on the patio.
No candles in the room,
no loud music or raucous activity.
Hear that, boys? Behave yourselves.
Thanks. And don't worry.
I'll keep them on a short leash.
Have you been here before?
First time.
Just doing a little hiking.
Piece of advice,
keep to the marked trail.
The land here can be unforgiving.
Thanks. We'll be careful.
You know that a bunch of abolitionists
came from this town?
Darius loves that shit.
Fucking history, baby.
Back when people actually fought
for what they believed in.
Listen, by the way, what was that...
what was that thing earlier?
Why wouldn't you hold my hand?
Nothing. No reason.
Oh, there's a reason.
Same reason Darius is on edge.
- Adam.
- Dude.
What? He's a Black dude
with a White girlfriend
in bum-fuck Virginia.
Hey.
Y'all ain't from around here, are you?
What gave us away?
Uh, yeah.
We're just, uh, checking out
the Appalachian Trail.
Couple days of hiking.
Nothing extreme.
There's something dangerous up there.
So if you got any questions
or you need a guide,
me and my pals over here,
we, uh, we know this land
like the back of our hands.
Thanks. Thanks. I think we're good.
It's your life.
But, uh, if you change your mind...
we'll always be around.
Driving around in a shitty pickup,
sipping moonshine, am I right?
Stop it.
What'd you say, peckerwood?
Excuse my fianc.
He forgets that talking to people
isn't like commenting on Reddit.
Don't look at me, boy.
You goddamn hipster freaks
are the problem with this whole world.
I'm betting not a goddamn one of you
ever worked a real fucking job
in your life.
So you better sit the fuck still
and behave yourself.
You're wrong.
Jen.
My boyfriend, Darius,
runs a sustainable energy nonprofit.
Milla's an oncologist.
Adam's an app developer.
And Gary and Luis own a pair
of New York bistros.
I don't know. I'd call those real jobs.
And what about you, sweetheart?
I have two master's.
Art history and dance.
Which means I make coffee for a living.
But right now I'm looking at you,
and I'm seeing some
yellowing in your eyes.
Which means what, Milla? Hmm?
Oh, um, it could be liver problems.
Jaundice, hepatitis, Gilbert syndrome.
You should probably
see a doctor, actually.
All right, well...
you kids be safe.
Maybe we'll see you again.
Seriously, do not do that ever again.
- I can't handle that.
- Dude, why do we let you drink?
Because usually I'm very funny.
No, actually, you have never,
ever been funny.
Like, never.
Where are the drinks?
You know this song.
Do you know this?
No, but it's a good song.
Okay, people, 8:00 a.m.
Luis, Gary, I'm talking to you.
Okay, I'm not a morning person.
If I don't get my eight hours,
I will be a zombie.
- Be a zombie who hikes.
- Hey, guys.
- Guys.
- What?
Who's that by the car?
Is that one of those assholes
from the bar?
Yeah, probably.
- Hey.
- Adam.
- Relax.
- Hey!
Get away from the car, man.
Get away from there. Shoo.
- He's not a dog.
- Yo!
Are you deaf or something?
Back the fuck off!
Jesus, Adam, are you trying
to piss off everyone in Middle America?
You gotta be tough with these people.
Okay, big guy, time for bed.
- Come on.
- Back me up here.
Adam.
Come on, forget about it.
Where the hell did that guy go?
Come on.
Hi. This is Scott.
Leave a message and I'll get
right back to you. Thank you.
Hey, Dad. Sorry to call so late.
We're still hiking the Appalachian Trail.
When I get back,
I promise I'll give you an answer
about what I plan to do.
I love you.
Say hi to Corinne.
Maybe she'll say hi back for a change.
Okay, talk soon.
Bye.
So is Adam right?
Are you on edge?
We can go home right now.
Hey, nice try,
but you don't have to protect me.
You know why I work in nonprofit
instead of on Wall Street?
Because...
I want to build a community
where people are valued
on their skills and their character.
Not their bank account
or their skin color.
Everyone works.
Everyone shares.
I'd give anything for that.
I know.
That's why I love you.
These are beautiful.
Did you make all this?
Some.
Hey.
I'm Jen. What's your name?
Don't mind Ruthie.
She don't like to talk.
I was shy too at her age.
- Is she yours?
- In a manner.
It takes a village to raise a child,
isn't that what they say?
How much?
Ten dollars.
Thanks.
Good morning.
I've literally never seen you wear this.
- Wow. Wow.
- Okay.
Yeah!
Walk of shame.
Hey, what's up, you guys?
Me and Gary are going on a hike.
I didn't know that you were filming.
Everyone's here.
Yeah, it's for a YouTube video.
Catch me.
Oh, my God! Help!
Oh, it's beautiful. Nature.
Is anyone still drunk from last night?
Bitch, I am.
That last shot was a bad idea.
Wait, looks like the trail ends.
Are we going this way,
or are we going this way?
Do you have signal on your phone?
No.
- I can do that.
- I've been horrible.
- Look at that.
- This is fucking awesome!
Whoo!
It's up here.
Okay?
Do you know where we're going?
I don't.
Do you know where we're going?
Okay, quick little side trip, guys.
- What?
- There's supposed to be
a very well-preserved
Civil War fort near here.
Cool. Let's find it.
Um, the woman at the inn
said we shouldn't leave the trail.
It's just a quick look around.
Babe, if we don't find anything,
we'll just cut back over to the trail.
You know what we wouldn't have found
if we would have stayed on the trail?
Hmm? The waterfall.
And that cliff, hmm?
Come on. We'll be good.
- Okay.
- Okay?
She said yes!
- Whoo! Whoo!
- Let's do it.
What does that mean?
They getting married?
Wait, just for the hike, right?
You good?
Such a hiker.
What was that?
- A snake.
- Oh, my God.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
We're good.
- Shit. Yeah, thanks.
- Fuck.
Ah!
- You okay?
- Uh-huh.
Dar, how much longer
is this gonna take?
Look, it's just a little further, okay?
I promise, okay?
Please.
- You okay?
- No!
We got to go.
We got to keep going.
We've been walking
for fucking hours.
That's what we've been doing.
We've been walking
way more than an hour.
What are you talking about?
It's been like four hours.
- Four hours?
- No, I mean...
I mean, since we passed that thing.
You know what?
Why don't you guys
just, um, just head back to the trail.
I'll meet you guys up there.
What is that?
Oh, my God! Adam!
- Oh, my God!
- Go, go, go, go, go.
You guys, move left!
Adam?
Milla. Hey.
You left me.
- What?
- You left me.
I know. I know. I'm sorry, okay?
I was freaking out.
I didn't know what I was doing.
- You left me!
- I know. I'm sorry.
You left me!
Please, don't do that again!
I'm so sorry, okay?
Come here.
Oh, fuck.
Jen? Jen?
Jen! Jen!
Are you okay?
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Oh, my God, Darius! Your finger!
Oh, fuck!
We're okay. Oh, fuck.
Where's Luis and Gary?
Huh?
Oh, shit.
Luis. Luis, man. Get out of here.
Come on. Let's go over here. Come on.
No, no, no, no.
- No, no! No!
- Let's go over here.
Do not fucking touch me!
Okay.
No, no, no.
Oh, fucking shit.
We need to call for help.
I can't... I can't find my phone.
I can't find my phone. Help me find it.
Oh, fuck. No service.
We need to go to higher ground.
I'm going to climb up
and try and make a call.
There's no way we're going to go
back up there, okay?
- I'll find a way around.
- What fucking way around?
- Not by yourself.
- Jen... this is my fault.
It goddamn is.
It is your goddamn fault!
Luis! Hey! Hey!
It's nobody's fault, okay?
Did Darius make the tree fall?
Look at me.
Did Darius make the tree fall? No.
This is fucking awful, okay?
But it's nobody's fault, okay?
Luis, I'm sorry, man!
I'm fucking sorry, man!
I'll go by myself. I'll go right now.
We all have to go.
- Why?
- I can't leave him.
If it rains,
which it looks like it's about to...
we're exposed out here, guys.
This slope's not safe.
I think... I think someone's up there.
- What?
- Someone's up there.
- I don't... I don't see anyone.
- Where are they?
I saw someone. I did.
I-I saw someone.
This is so fucked up.
I saw someone.
It's okay.
Fuck this. Fuck this!
You okay?
Thanks.
No problem.
He won't be here long.
No one's gonna admit it.
So I will.
We're lost!
Just admit it, Darius.
- No fucking clue where we are.
- Hey. Hey. We're fine.
We're-we're cutting across the mountain,
and eventually,
we'll hit the AT on the other side.
But I think that we can probably
camp out for the night.
I'm not leaving Gary
out there in the woods overnight
for animals and insects
and whatever the fuck!
That's not Gary anymore.
Luis, that was his body.
His spirit's moved on.
That's what he believed, right?
He's in paradise now. He's happy.
Come here, man.
Okay?
Okay.
Can you pull this?
Oh, fuck.
Thank God it stopped raining.
Where's Milla?
Hmm?
I-1 didn't feel her get up.
She probably went somewhere to pee.
Milla?
Jesus.
We've been sleeping in a graveyard.
Hey, guys, come check this out.
What?
Look at this.
This is a declaration pledge
to the foundation of America.
You mean the Confederacy.
Long live slavery.
Uh, no, actually, this is...
dated before the war.
"November 24, 1859."
There's like a dozen families listed here,
pledging their lives
and their-their children's lives.
Hey, did one of you take my phone?
Um... no.
Maybe you dropped it yesterday
when everything was happening.
No, no, I-I put it back
in my pack last night.
Mine's not here either.
- Did Milla come back?
- No.
- Hey, do you have your phone?
- What?
Shit.
Where's our fucking phones?
Okay, all our phones are gone.
What the fuck is going on?
I thought I saw somebody
outside the tent last night.
- What?
- What?
- When?
- In the middle of the night.
Just for a second.
Could have just been
shadows from the trees.
Fuck!
You guys, help me... Help me find Milla.
- Adam...
- I'm sure she's fine.
You thought you saw someone
after the tree fell,
and then again last night,
and now our fucking phones are gone.
They're probably fucking
watching us right now!
No, no, no, no, I promised her
that I wouldn't fucking leave her again.
I fucking promised her that.
Hey, Adam! Adam!
Milla!
Milla!
- Milla!
- Milla!
Milla!
Milla?
- Milla!
- Milla!
Milla!
Milla!
Hey.
Milla!
- What are you doing out here?
- Milla!
Who's that?
I saw her in town.
I think her name's Ruthie.
In town?
Hey!
Hey. Sorry.
Come here.
Why don't you come here for a second.
- Adam.
- I just wanna ask you something.
No, you see this girl, and now she's here
out of fucking nowhere, and Milla's gone?
You think that this is a coincidence?
- No fucking way.
- Calm down.
I fucking warned you
about these white-trash hillbillies.
- Hey!
- Adam! Stop!
Get over here!
Hey! Hey!
- Adam!
- Hey!
Stop. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Adam.
No, no, no, no, no!
Don't let her get away!
- Dar, go on after her!
- No, wait!
What?
Guys? Guys, what is that?
My foot's caught on something.
What the hell is that?
Guys! Whoa!
What the hell is this?
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
- Darius!
- What's going on? Guys?
- Darius, help!
What? What?
Adam! Oh, my God!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Adam?
Can you hear me?
- Adam!
- Do you see him?
No.
Uh, I-I feel a draft.
Luis, grab my legs.
Lower me in, okay?
Adam!
Adam...
Adam.
Oh, fuck! Shit! Shit!
Darius, this is crazy. We need help.
Look, if I can get that snake
out of there,
- maybe I can reach Adam, okay.
- And do what?
He's still caught on that chain.
What if he's hurt?
Maybe this hole connects
to an old mine or something.
We can look for an entrance, and then...
Okay, how long do you want to look?
An hour? Two? All day?
That chain goes somewhere!
I know! Somebody put it there.
Do you hear what I'm saying?
We need to get the fuck
off this mountain and get help.
No phones. No GPS.
How are we supposed to find
our way back here, huh?
Jen, what the hell are you doing?
Let's go.
What is this place?
Looks like a lost and found
for the whole mountain.
I think maybe Adam
was right about these people.
We should go.
Guys, guys, shh.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Is that them?
- Those hunters from town?
- I don't know.
I-I can't...
That's Adam.
That's Adam.
Darius, no.
Hey, hey. Put him down right now.
Put him the fuck down!
Hey, hey, hey, hey. I don't understand.
Speak English.
- Oh, my God, Adam.
- Is he dead?
Hey, where's our friend?
Where's our friend?
Did you take her? Did you?
Did you kill her? Answer me!
- Where is she? What'd you do?
- Did you fucking take her? Hey!
I will fucking kill you! Back up!
Get the fuck back!
Where is she?
What did you do with her?
Where is she? Where the fuck is she?
I can't fucking understand you.
Speak English! Speak English!
You killed her! You killed her!
You killed her!
- Adam! Adam!
- You killed her!
- Hey, hey, hey.
- Adam, Adam.
Adam, Adam, Adam. Shit.
Shit.
- Where's the other one?
- Oh, shit.
He's gone.
Oh, my God.
I had to.
They...
They killed Milla. They...
They killed her.
Adam.
- Adam.
- Oh, my God.
What happened to you guys?
What the hell's going on here?
What's going...?
What is that?
What the fuck is going on?
Fuck.
What the fuck is that, guys?
What happened?
You're alive.
Yes. I'm alive. What is this?
Where have you been?
I left to go pee. I was in the woods.
I saw these two huge guys.
They were... they were dressed like this.
So I hid in the bush.
We went looking for you.
Didn't you hear us calling?
Yeah, but I couldn't answer back,
or else they'd hear me.
By the time they left, you had all gone.
- Babe, what happened to you?
- I thought you were dead.
Milla, we thought that they'd taken you,
or-or-or killed you or something.
Did you just kill this man for no reason?
No-no reason?
They dragged me into a fucking hole,
trussed me up
like a goddamn Christmas turkey.
Who knows what they were
going to do to me?
All we know for sure
is that you just killed someone.
They were going to kill me, okay?
Look at him. He's a...
He's a fucking animal.
He's right. Listen, listen.
There's one fucking dead guy
on the ground, the other one left.
We don't know how many more there are.
We have to get the fuck
off of this mountain, right?
What about the body?
Yeah, what about it?
I mean, we left Gary.
Yeah. When we get back to town,
we'll let the fucking police
- handle this shit.
- No, fuck that.
No way. I-I-I am not turning myself over
to some redneck judge.
No, fuck that.
We-we-we were never here.
We were never here.
So we just walk away from this?
Yes.
What about the other one? He saw us.
Oh, the other one.
The really friendly-looking one
with the skull mask
that was... that was speaking tongues?
Yeah, I'm sure he's a regular
at city council meetings.
- Dude, listen. Hey, hey, listen.
- They were gonna kill me!
Listen, okay, I get it.
They didn't kill Milla.
But the-the-the snare trap
and the lumber mill, right?
- And Adam tied to a fucking log?
- Yes, yes.
I mean, who fucking knows?
They probably killed Gary.
Like, these are clearly not good people.
We got to get the fuck out of here, guys.
Come on, let's go. Let's go. Come on.
Come on.
We're still headed east.
Once we find a stream,
we can follow it down the mountain.
Why don't we just go straight down?
You want to take a header off a cliff?
Be my guest.
Okay, you don't have to be
a fucking bitch about it. I get it.
It's my fault. I should've
announced I was leaving to go pee.
- It's okay. Forget it.
- Fuck.
We should've grabbed some
of that climbing gear we saw.
No, it's good we didn't touch
anything, right? No traces?
If we've done nothing wrong,
we have nothing to hide.
Jesus, fucking quit it
with the morality police bullshit, Jen.
You're clueless about what you want
for your own blessed
all-American white girl life,
and yet you know exactly
what's right for everybody else?
- That's not what I'm saying.
- Really?
Do we honestly not know
what's right and wrong here?
What's right for you
has nothing to do with anyone else.
What's right should be right, period.
- Look...
- It's not for you to say.
The guy's dead. It's over.
We're not talking about it
to anybody, all right?
Whatever.
Hey, how about we all
just shut up and relax?
Let's see if we can make that happen.
Fuck.
Jesus Christ.
Oh, my God! Darius!
Are you okay? Are you okay?
Another fucking trap.
Still think these people aren't monsters?
Ooh, okay. It's not that bad.
You're lucky you didn't tear an artery.
Where'd it come from?
Must've stepped on something
to trigger it.
Fuck this place.
Thanks... again.
You're welcome. Again.
Good as new.
Let's go.
Luis?
Where is he?
- Luis?
- Luis?
Oh, my God.
- Luis?
- Luis?
Luis?
Guys?
Oh, God, it's them.
It's them.
Dude, there's nobody there.
Guys, it's them.
- There's nobody there, man. Relax. Relax.
- Guys?
No, it's fucking them!
We have to go right now. We have to go!
- Adam!
- Wait, no, Milla.
Oh, shit.
Run. Run!
- Run, run, run.
- Adam!
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
Adam!
Milla!
Oh, shit.
- Adam, help me.
- Milla.
Holy shit.
Milla.
- Get me out of here.
- Oh, my God.
Uh, okay.
- Help.
- Oh, shit.
Milla.
Hurry.
Shit. Shit.
Fuck.
- I'll be right back.
- No, don't.
I'm gonna get some help.
I'll be right back.
- No, you can't do this again!
- I'm just going to go get help.
- I'm going to be back, okay?
- Don't leave me! Look at me!
Fucking look at me!
- Fuck.
- No! Fuck you!
You promised me you would never leave me.
Help me.
Help me.
Help me.
Come on, let's go.
What the fuck was that?
- Ah!
- Darius!
Darius! Darius!
Darius?
Good morning.
You're late. And you're carpool today.
- I know.
- I have class.
I got a meeting in Saddle River
with a roofer
and a concrete guy in Millburn.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- You haven't heard from Jen, have you?
- Why would she call me?
- Because you're her mom.
- Don't say "mom."
She hates that. Get your stuff.
You have one minute.
Jenny, it's your dad.
I'm, uh, just calling again
to see how you're doing.
I hope you're having fun
with your friends.
Listen, I'd love to talk to you
about that offer.
You'd get your own office
and your own coffee maker
with all the perks.
Excuse the pun.
Anyhow...
don't forget to call me, all right?
It's been a couple weeks now, and...
I'd love to hear your voice.
Please, give me a call.
Thank you. I love you. Bye.
Weird.
It went to voicemail again.
Want to know why she doesn't call?
Jennifer went off to find herself,
which is a choice she made
to avoid making a choice.
Look, how about you focus
on my boys, our boys?
For once.
- Yeah.
- Please?
Help!
Help! Somebody, please!
Help me!
Stop your screaming,
or you'll suffer for it.
You. I know you.
Help me. Please help me.
Do you want food? Water?
- Yes.
- Then shut your mouth.
Understand?
Please, please, please, let me go.
Please. You met me in town, remember?
- You and the little girl? Ruthie?
- You don't want to listen.
No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry. Please.
Please, please come back.
Please!
This isn't happening.
This isn't happening!
Milla?
Walk.
What the...?
Walk.
Kneel.
I'm done with this bullshit.
Kneel.
Fuck you.
Jesus. They'll kill you, man.
Stay down.
Stay back.
Oh, God.
This is court.
You are on trial.
Trial? For what?
Murder.
This is bullshit!
We didn't murder anybody!
Only you will speak.
If you have questions,
my daughter will answer.
You-you can't put us on trial.
This-this isn't a court of law.
The law is the law.
There's only truth and lies.
This can't be happening.
This can't be happening.
It's fucking insane!
The next one who speaks
out of turn loses their tongue.
Hobbs.
I saw each of them,
in town and on the mountain.
That one threw a bottle at me.
- No, no.
- Jesus, Adam.
He says vile words about us.
He hates us.
Morgan.
Morgan...
tell us what you saw.
Samuel...
W-w-what is he saying?
"My brother, Samuel,
and I were out hunting."
"Stalking moose and elk
for the winter larder."
"We were checking our game traps
in the cave where caught game is dragged
to keep predators from getting to it."
- Ah!
- Adam!
"And we found
this stranger instead.
"He was hurt, knocked out.
We were taking him down the mountain."
"Planned to leave him
where he'd be found..."
"When these others attacked us."
"He killed my brother Samuel."
No. We didn't know.
They were wearing skulls,
and their bodies were covered
with leaves and blood.
What we wear when we go hunting, huh?
To hide our scent and our faces
from our prey.
Your hunters do the same.
Hmm?
Did he do what Morgan has accused?
Did this man murder
Morgan's brother, Samuel?
Lie, and dread will fall on each of you.
I warn you.
Speak true.
No.
He didn't murder him.
Ruthie.
Ruthie, who killed Samuel?
You lied to this court.
No, no.
Adam feared for his life.
He killed this man in self-defense.
It's not murder.
We thought they were kidnapping him.
We thought they were taking him
somewhere to kill him.
Why? Why did you think this?
What proof did you have?
Had you met any of our people?
Had we caused you any harm?!
This court finds you guilty of murder.
- The sentence is death.
- What?
No, no, no, I didn't...
It was a mistake.
I didn't know what they were doing.
It's not my fault!
Get back.
You want this kid to join your brother?
Then back the fuck off!
Adam, Adam, no.
- Shut up.
- Hey, hey, Adam.
If you hurt her, you make things
worse for all of us.
Look around, Dar.
This shit's already worse.
Okay, this is what you're gonna do.
You're going to untie my friends,
and then you're going to let us go.
I'm not afraid of you!
I just want to get as far away
from you backwoods fucks
as I possibly can.
Now, move.
I look in your eyes.
I see only fear.
There's no future for men like you.
Fuck you!
I was wrong to call you a man.
The rest of you are guilty
for bearing false witness.
The sentence is darkness.
What? No, no, no. Please, please.
- Take them.
- Please, please, no.
Please, no! No!
Jen! Jen!
Jen!
This family is owed retribution.
How was Samuel murdered?
Say the words.
How was Samuel murdered?
He was struck in the head.
With this.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, don't do this.
Don't do this, please.
Please. It's wrong.
It's barbaric.
Listen to me, listen to me.
We can help you.
We'll do anything.
- We can get you money...
- Barbaric?
Hmm?
Our families built this place.
Men and women of all races and creeds
came here to avoid the Armageddon
they knew was coming between the States.
We have everything we need.
Everyone works.
Everyone contributes.
Our food is fresh and plentiful.
We have no cancer, no poverty, no war.
No one hates another
because they have while another doesn't.
We are one body working together.
You tell me, whose world is more barbaric?
No!
Take them.
Your sentence is darkness.
Here, you will see no evil,
hear no evil, speak no evil.
No!
Oh, no!
No, wait. Please, no.
Jen!
No! No!
Ah! Don't!
Darius! Darius, help me!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
No! Help me! No! Please!
Please, dear God. Please don't.
No! No!
Fuck off.
Listen to me.
You're making a mistake.
You're wasting valuable resources...
What are we wasting?
Us.
Us. Us.
You-you have us.
Use us.
Darius works in nonprofit.
- He works in sustainable energy.
- What the hell are you doing?
He's designed homes, neighborhoods,
communities to be self-sufficient.
We're already self-sufficient.
No, but you need maintenance,
improvements.
You suffer storm damage, climate changes.
Springs dry up. You need problems solved.
That's what he does.
That's his skill.
That's what he can contribute.
You do this, you lose all of that.
Standard says you're strong.
You have a warrior spirit.
I don't give up.
And what of you?
What do you offer?
Myself.
There's no sickness in my family.
No cancer.
I'm young, healthy.
I'll have strong, healthy children.
Who among your men needs a wife?
No.
Open your mouth.
Shut up.
Spread your legs.
Spread your legs.
Edith.
Are you prepared to become
a loyal citizen?
Yes.
Are you prepared to become
a loyal citizen?
Yes.
If you run, you should know
there's no safe way off this mountain.
If our traps don't kill you,
the animals will.
If the land doesn't kill you,
our people will.
If you don't contribute...
you'll end up here.
Do you understand?
Yes.
Yeah. Yeah.
Please don't hate me.
Vee nor.
Vee nor.
Vee nor. What...?
"Friends?"
Does that mean "friends?"
Come with me.
I've had no wife for a year.
She died in a fall.
Here, people die
of either accidents or old age.
Can we ever leave?
Why would you want to?
I know about life below.
You're alone.
People come to the mountains
looking for something.
Something to remind them
that life is worth living.
You came looking for something.
And now you've found it.
You're not as strong as you pretend to be.
Hey, it's Jen.
Leave a message, and I'll hit you back.
Thanks. Bye.
The mailbox is full
and cannot accept any messages
at this time. Goodbye.
Hi.
No. I don't know.
Maybe a couple more days.
I'm waiting to hear back
from the local police before I move on.
I know.
She's, uh... she's missing.
Hello.
I'm sorry about your daughter
and her friends.
- Double whiskey.
- Thank you.
I told her to stay on the trail.
There are people living on that mountain.
What people?
The Foundation.
The Foundation?
It's a story people here know
but don't talk about,
except in whispers.
Like a ghost story.
Oh.
In 1859, a dozen or so families
packed up and fled up the mountain.
They feared the collapse of America,
and wanted to protect their way of life.
They said when America fell,
they would be the foundation
on which a new nation would be built.
And these descendants of these people
are still living up there on the mountain?
We don't bother them,
and they don't bother us.
But anyone who goes up there,
they don't come back...
alive or dead.
And you know this how?
It's happened before.
But if it's happened before,
why hasn't someone
done something about it?
Because...
it's made to look like they left.
I'm sorry.
You just don't listen, do you, mister?
Your girl is dead,
and you don't want to find what's left.
She's not dead.
Oh, you son of a...
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Hey.
Hey!
No, no, no.
No! No!
- Get him up.
- Hey!
You son of a bitch.
Oh, shit.
What are you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing?
You don't want to go up there.
She's my daughter. I'm gonna find her.
Scott...
And there's nothing you can do to stop me.
Jesus. What happened?
Whatever happened to you
is nothing compared to what they'll do.
Wait.
I could help you.
This him?
Yes.
Ed, this is Mr. Shaw.
Ed's my nephew. He's a hunter.
You get in a car wreck or something?
Or something.
You got the money?
Five thousand.
Okay.
We'll see you in the morning, then.
No, no.
We go now.
You got gear?
Can't go up there
dressed for no ladies' tea.
You need glasses?
Backpack, sleeping bag, poles.
Okay, okay, okay. Coop.
Toss me my go bag.
I got everything you need in there.
Why don't you go and take that
yellow jacket off your back.
Look like a fucking bull's-eye
walking around.
Give the keys to Aileen.
She'll park your car outside the inn,
make it look like
you been there all night.
Hey, let me ask you a question.
Why'd you agree to do this?
Money.
Got a son here I want to send
through welding school,
and I ain't got no love
for them Foundation fuckers.
Arrow did that.
Nineteen stitches.
A warning shot across the old brain pan
to keep off of their mountain.
Wouldn't mind returning the favor.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stay back.
Stake trap.
Sneaky motherfuckers.
Get out of the creek.
These Foundation folks
like to set traps like these
to drive strangers up off the mountain.
There's a second set further up
where I got my trophy.
What comes after the second set?
Strangers don't get to leave.
You walk where I walk.
Jesus.
How much further?
There's a steep trail up along this ridge.
I won't lie, though.
It's a bitch of a hike.
But it shortcuts us right up
to the bastards' front door.
Cooper! Cooper!
Cooper, you hurt?
Are you all right?
I think I twisted my ankle.
Christ. Come on, help me pull him out.
Okay, give me your hand.
Give me your other hand.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
What?
Cooper?
Jesus.
One step at a time.
Darius?
Uh, it's me.
Where's Jen?
What's happened to you?
What the fuck is happening?
Where's my daughter?
Stay back.
What's wrong with you people?
Jen?
Jen.
What have they done to you?
What have you done to my daughter?
Whoever you are...
this woman is not your daughter.
She's my wife.
What are you talking about?
What the fuck is that?
No trial is necessary.
We find this stranger guilty
of trespassing.
The sentence is darkness,
to be carried out at dawn.
What are you saying?
Hey... Ah!
You won't get away with this.
People will come for me.
They know where I am!
No. No one will ever come.
Jennifer!
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
Why?
That man is your father.
I've made my choice.
- Jen.
- Shh.
We don't have much time.
You found your way up here.
Do you know a safe way back?
Okay.
Let's go.
You shot me with an arrow.
They would've killed us both.
Come on, let's go.
What is this?
Time to leave.
Why now?
Because tomorrow morning,
they're gonna kill my dad.
We need to go.
Come on.
I'm not going.
What?
These people see me.
I belong to them.
They belong to me.
Go.
I won't stop you.
Do you really think you can
go back to your old life?
Stay close.
This gate's never locked like this.
Jen.
Ruthie.
I have to go.
Do you understand?
I know you like to sneak down
the mountain sometimes.
Do you know another way out?
Through there?
You're saying there's a way out
through there?
Do you want to come with me, Ruthie?
You can if you want to.
Let's go.
Aw, geez.
I barely made it up here in the daylight.
Shh!
Did you hear that?
Jen!
Jen!
Dad.
Dad.
Jen?
Jen?
I can smell your juices.
After Venable takes your eyes,
your ears, and your tongue,
I'm going to keep you for myself.
Jen.
Jen?
Jen.
Jennifer.
All right.
Hey.
What do we do now?
All that matters now is the next choice.
That's what I've learned on this mountain.
That's how I've survived.
Let's go.
Which way?
Told you I'd see you again.
Back the fuck up!
Whoa, wait a minute. We're here to help.
- Bullshit.
- And fuck you, too.
Hey, mister, I was trying
to save your life back there.
I figured a good beat down
might send your ass packing.
And you.
That yellow in my eyes...
was my liver turning on me.
You were right.
Look, I ain't got any kids.
But my nephew disappeared
in these woods six years ago.
And I never found the body.
Fucking Foundation.
I'd like to shoot every one
of those sons of bitches.
Where's your friends?
It's just us.
Well, then, let's get you
the hell off this mountain.
Come on.
Ah!
- Fuck!
- No, no, no!
- I'll get you.
- Where the fuck is it?
I think we got 'em.
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
Jennifer!
Get in the truck.
Get in.
It's my Great-Uncle Willie's
special recipe.
All right, suit yourself.
I want to set that footing
by tomorrow evening.
- Yeah. Hi, sweetie.
- Hey, Dad.
I brought you the revised blueprints
- for the North Caldwell house.
- Oh, you're kidding.
You didn't need to bring them
all the way down here.
I know you wanted to see them right away.
I also know you're gonna hate
the new master bath.
Well, you did warn me.
Mm-hm.
What?
Nothing. I'm just proud of you.
Thanks, Dad.
Come on.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Well, good night.
I'll see you at home.
Oh, and remember,
it's pizza and movie night,
so don't be late.
The boys picked something
with inbred cannibals?
Again?
Geez.
It's a privacy screen.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
You can't see it from the side.
All right, here we go.
Oh, hi, hon.
Uh, meet our new neighbors,
John and Ruthie.
They're looking at the Kaplan
house down the street.
Nothing is set in stone yet.
Well, it turns out John knows Scott.
Our paths crossed.
Said if I was ever in the neighborhood
to stop by and meet the family.
Small world, right?
Yes. Very.
Are you going to put those groceries down?
Corinne...
this coffee is wonderful, thank you.
Uh, can you stay for dinner?
I'm sure Scott would love to see you.
We're having pizza.
Yes.
We would love to stay.
It's been a long drive.
- Thank you.
- Oh, be right back.
And I see you're eating for two.
Congratulations.
I need to use the bathroom.
- Get the fuck out of my house.
- Jen!
Put your weapon down,
or I kill your family.
I was wrong about you, Jen.
You are strong.
I had to be if I was ever
gonna get away from you.
Now it's time to come home.
What's the point? You have to kill me.
Yes.
But not until our child is born.
Congratulations, Grandma.
Jen...
what are you doing?
Jen?
Mom?
Can you and the boys excuse us?
John's here to talk business.
Of course. Come on. Laundry.
Come on. You want pizza? Mush.
I was wrong about you, Jen.
You are strong.
I had to be if I was ever
gonna get away from you.
You let us make you strong.
That's good.
You're carrying my child, so...
time to come home.
Promise me you won't hurt them.
Ever.
You'll never come back here.
Promise, and I'll go with you.
You have my word.
This land is your land
And this land is my land
From the California
To the New York island
From the redwood forest
To the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made
For you and me
As I went walking
That ribbon of highway
I saw above me
That endless skyway
I saw below me
The golden valley
This land was made
For you and me
I roamed and rambled
And I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands
Of her diamond deserts
All around me
A voice was sounding
This land was made
For you and me
There was a big high wall there
That tried to stop me
A sign was painted
It said "private property"
But on the back side
It didn't say nothing
This land was made
For you and me
When the sun comes shining
Then I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving
And the dust clouds rolling
A voice was chanting
As the fog was lifting
This land was made
For you and me