We going to find anything in this mess?
Best time to hunt.
Rain cover noise,
allow us to sneak up on game.
Well, rain or no rain,
I'm happy not to be sitting behind my desk.
Scott, come in. Are you there?
Yeah--yeah, Charlie. Go ahead.
Yeah, I can't find my guide.
I stopped to take a piss,
and I don't know where the hell he is.
My brother can't find his guide.
Listen, just hang tight.
We're about 30 meters west of you.
Mitch, do you copy?
What's your 20? Over.
I don't like this, Scott.
Something's wrong.
Now, don't freak out on me, little bro.
It's probably just--
What the fuck was that?
Charlie. Charlie.
It's not me.
What the fuck is going on?
Mitch?
Mitch, do you copy? Over.
What the hell was that?
I don't know.
We are being hunted.
Charlie.
Come on, Charlie. Talk to me.
Charlie?
Scott!
Scott, hang on.
Don't die on me, bro.
Hang on!
No!
Here you go. You're all set.
Thank you.
Hey. So I got it.
What took so long?
Sorry-- It's almost noon.
Let's head for the hills.
Wait, guys.
I've got to return the original
to my step-dad's key chain.
If I don't, he'll kill me.
Jesus, have a little backbone.
You said he was headed out of town, dude.
He won't notice it's missing.
Oh, believe me. He'll notice.
Look, I'm not going if I can't return the key.
Plus, we got to pick up my friend, remember?
All right, we'll swing by your house.
But make it quick.
Okay.
Hey, can you keep an eye out for Sam for me?
One second.
Who the hell is Sam?
An old high school buddy, I think.
What, is Derek gay?
How the hell do I know?
All I know is, he's our ticket to a free place to party.
Just go; I don't care.
What is it, dear?
Hey.
I thought you left.
Almost, I just need
a little money.
Sure. Hand me my purse.
Jesus.
For what?
Derek's going camping with his friends
from the fraternity.
There you go.
You're pledging the fraternity?
It's the same one my dad belonged to.
You're not your dad, kid.
Yeah, neither are you.
What did you say?
Nothing.
Mitch.
Just leave him alone.
Leave him alone.
Why are you always
so mean to him?
I was just asking him
if he pledged to the fraternity.
He doesn't seem like the type.
He's trying,
which is more than what you've been doing.
Jesus, don't start.
I'm not screwing around; it's a business trip.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Move.
I gotta get out of here.
I'm late
for my big weekend fuckfest.
Mom, why do you put up with it?
I don't know.
He's nice sometimes.
At least he used to be.
I'm okay.
Go, go, have a good time.
Okay. Bye.
Come on, man.
Daylight's wasting.
Just wait one second. Sam's on her way.
Hey, look, we've already wasted an hour
with all this key shit.
If your friend ain't here,
he's getting left behind.
It's a girl.
No way.
Tell me she's not coming with us.
I don't know; she looks like someone
who knows how to party to me.
Shut up.
What?
Hey.
Hell, no.
You don't really expect me to get in that thing, do you?
Oh, come on. Please?
You said you would. Please?
Do not make me go with them alone.
Why go at all?
Because I'm pledging their fraternity,
and I made the mistake
of mentioning my step-dad's cabin,
and it snowballed from there.
Mm, yes.
Well, that's your bed, dude. You lie in it.
Please?
Remember, you wouldn't have
graduated high school without my help.
You wouldn't have survived without mine.
I'm so going to regret this.
Uh, everybody, this is Sam.
Sam, this is Cassie--
Ooh, let me guess.
Muffy, Brittany, Biff, and Chad.
Actually,
it's Cassie, Melissa, Jason, and Alex.
Hmm, close.
Look, metalface, why don't you just keep
your smart-ass comments to yourself?
You know what-- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
And we're out of here.
Oh, my God. Whatever.
Hey, plebe?
Where is this place?
I don't know.
I've actually never been there.
But, you know, the directions I gave you from MapQuest--
Ain't worth shit.
We should have been there an hour ago.
God forbid we stop and ask someone.
Hey, hey, let's ask that old dude up there.
Hey, buddy. You need some help?
Well, yeah.
She just gave up the ghost.
Ah, yes, the ghost.
Well, did you check this here distributor?
You don't know what a fucking distributor is.
Get out of my way.
What makes you think you can do better?
I'm a mechanic, dickhead.
Do you mind?
Oh, no, go ahead.
She just cut out on me.
You're going to have sex with that?
Yeah, I wish he wouldn't drink so much.
He's funnier around others when he drinks,
but when we're together, he gets kind of weird.
Yeah? How?
Come on.
He gets kind of kinky, you know?
He makes me feel a little uncomfortable.
But everything else about him is perfect.
I mean, he's the kind of guy
that I would imagine marrying.
You guys talked about it?
No. What, you did?
Alex wants to fuck me so bad,
I think he'll pop the question just to get laid.
Wow, um...
I can't believe
you've gotten him to wait so long.
You surrender the pink too soon, honey,
they're on to the next thing.
Alex is my ticket out of middle America.
I help him out with a BJ now and then,
but he won't get what he wants
until I get what I want.
Gold digger.
Hey, uh, maybe you could help us too.
We're looking for a cabin on Bear Mountain.
It's off Fire Road 13.
Uh, you don't want to go there.
Well, that should do it.
All right.
Hey, thank you.
You sure know your stuff.
The service station could use you.
Well, thanks, but I'm a city girl.
Yeah, I can see that.
You going to help us or what?
If you got your heart set on going up there...
go back 15 miles.
You go to the base of the mountain,
and you look for a dirt road.
That's Fire Road 13.
Thank you, sir.
You shouldn't thank me.
You should go back to the city.
But if you find this cabin,
stay indoors.
What the fuck was that about?
He's messing with us.
Let's get going.
You heard him. Maybe we should turn around.
Come on. He's an old drunk.
He's probably scared of his own shadow.
Give it a break, okay?
You want to get laid tonight or what?
Maybe we should listen to the man.
I don't know.
Are you scared too, huh?
I bet our brothers back at the house
would be interested to hear about that.
No, I was just--
No, no, no, get in the fucking truck.
I cannot believe
you do not know where this place is.
I've never been there.
I don't know where-- Great idea.
Drive five hours to a cabin
when nobody knows where the hell it is.
Hey, Alex loves a challenge.
Shut up, both of you, please.
Hey, what's that over there?
Ah, we are finally here.
Let's get this party going.
You sure this is the place?
I guess we're about to find out, aren't we?
Yeah.
Mm, yuck.
How mundane.
I was hoping for something more gothic.
Get this party started!
Yeah.
See, there's nothing to worry about.
Goodies, goodies, goodies.
Cassie and I will take the bedroom.
What?
Sorry, there's only one.
Well, we could all share.
Fat chance.
Where are we supposed to sleep?
In here.
Um, it's a pull-out couch.
And what about them?
I'll sleep in the truck.
See? We're all set.
Now give me that damn bottle.
Yes, you do.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Attaboy.
For you.
Ha ha.
One for me and you.
Let's do it.
I like your tongue piercing.
Thanks...I think.
Do guys, like, like the way it feels
when you, you know?
Why don't I blow your boyfriend, and you can ask him?
Bitch.
I was just asking.
And I was just telling.
You really know how to make friends.
You know that?
Mm, you sure know how to pick 'em.
God. Whoo!
Oh, yes.
Come here.
What are you doing?
Who's this with Toblat?
That's, um...
that's my dad.
But why would Mitch have a picture of him here?
I mean, we don't have any pictures of him
at home anymore.
What, they were friends?
Yeah, believe it or not.
Wait, so your dad was a hunter.
I guess so.
I mean, it's how he died.
What?
Come on.
Yeah, bring it on.
Hey, guys, could you get off the table?
Yeah, his daddy might get mad.
Can you try and not break anything?
Relax, kid.
Just be glad we're pretending to be your friends.
Don't make him ask you again.
Or what? You're going to kick my ass?
Oh, don't tempt me.
Come on. Get down.
Dyke.
Asshole.
Hey, tough guy.
Let's take our party to the bedroom.
We could take
a little romantic walk in the moonlight.
Can you even walk?
Oh, I can do a lot more than that, baby.
This totally sucks,
and even thought it was going to suck.
I'm so out of here in the morning,
even if I have to hike back.
I'm scared.
Yeah? Don't worry, baby.
I'll protect you from anything.
Well, let's just say
you and I have a little fantasy.
Why? What you were just doing was fun.
Yeah, but let's just say I'm a peeping tom
and you caught me,
and if I don't do exactly what you say,
you're going to call the police.
Well, why don't I tell you to be romantic
and make love to me?
Yeah, yeah.
Or--or you could just make me take my clothes off,
tell me to jerk off in front of you
and spank my ass and make me wear your underwear
and shit like that.
What do you think?
Come on; what do you think, baby?
Come on.
Well, I don't want to belittle you like that.
I love you.
Look, I'm just trying to have a little fun, okay?
If you want plain old vanilla fucking,
that's fine.
That's not what I want.
Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come here. Come here.
That's cool.
You think your step-dad ever used it?
I don't know.
I mean, it's Mitch. What do you think?
[groans]
[laughs]
Oh, I'm so glad
you didn't bring me up here just to bone me.
I guarantee you none of these people
will be talking to each other
in three months, maybe less.
I'm glad our relationship isn't filled
with that kind of bullshit.
You know,
I've always cared about you
more than any guy I've ever slept with.
Yeah, same here.
You've always cared about me more than any other guy
you've slept with?
You know what I mean.
Don't be an ass, Sam.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, fuck.
All right.
Well, I'm going to go explore or something.
Yeah.
Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.
That's--
Ïh, God.
Come here.
What? You didn't like that?
I loved it,
but I'm going to love this even more.
We talked about this.
Not until there's a ring on this finger, big boy.
This is getting ridiculous.
I don't wait six days, much less six months.
I'll be worth it. Believe me.
I'm the dirtiest virgin you could ever want, honey.
I'll do anything else.
Are you being honest?
How about a little backdoor action?
Don't be a pervert.
Launch sequence is initiating.
Ah! God!
Launch scrubbed, stud.
Why did you do that?
Look, honey, I love you,
but the next time you force yourself on me,
I'll take the balls with me.
Bitch.
I heard that, asshole.
Tell me what I want to hear, baby.
Are you even in? I can't feel you.
Yeah.
You've got nothing for me.
Oh, yeah. Oh.
Jeez.
What was that?
I--I don't know.
It sounded close.
It was probably just a-- just a dog.
There's something out there.
It's circling us.
I don't hear anything.
Okay, maybe we should get back to the cabin.
Yeah. Okay.
Come on.
Get your pants on.
You are such--
No!
What was that?
Stay here.
Did you hear that?
I'll take care of it.
Come on!
Let's go! Let's go! Come on!
Get off of him!
Shut up and get some clothes on!
Little pigs, little pigs.
Let me in.
By the hair of my chinny-chin-chin.
Then I'll huff, and I'll puff,
and I'll rip your guts out!
What the fuck was that?
Let me in!
Hold on! I'm coming!
Help me!
Hang on! Help me!
Fuck!
Alex!
Get off her!
I'll fucking kill you!
Get off her!
No, no.
No.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Was that your bitch, champ?
Look out!
Kid's got an ax.
You animal.
She was a virgin.
Well, she ain't anymore.
Come on, you sick fuck!
You didn't get any of that, boy?
Let's see if you got the nads, kid.
Well, I guess that would be a no,
definitely a no.
Let's do it like dogs.
Marking your territory, kid?
Come on, Sam. Go!
Drive!
Drive, Sam, drive!
I am!
Could it be the same animal
that killed a couple of hikers in this area
a few years ago?
It's early to tell, similar.
Thank you so much, Sheriff.
That was Sheriff Joe Ruben, who has confirmed
that four university students were killed
by a large animal in the mountains outside Dalton.
The victims' names have not been released,
but the survivors have been identified
as Derek Cowley and Samantha Marche.
They're scheduled to be released later today.
Reporting live from Dalton, back to you at the studio.
Oh, Derek.
Oh, my God.
Are you okay?
He's free to go.
What--what did he tell you he saw?
Not much.
He and the girl said much the same thing.
It was a large animal, too dark to see.
To be honest,
well, I think they were holding something back.
Where's she?
Well, the girl's already released.
Look, any information you can get from your son
sure would be helpful.
Hmm.
Derek.
Is there anything else you can tell the sheriff
about what you saw?
Okay.
We're out of here. Come on.
You might want to leave
the back way.
There's reporters out front.
Are you okay? I've been calling you.
I guess I missed you at the station.
Yeah, well, I had somebody from work
come pick me up.
I didn't want to spoil your little family reunion.
Look, we need to talk... in private.
Where's your step-dad?
Working, I guess.
He said it was my fault, Sam,
because I stole his key.
No, Derek, it wasn't your fault.
I don't know, Sam.
No.
You didn't kill them.
We saw what killed them.
And it wasn't a bear or an escaped lion
or any other kind of animal.
It was a werewolf.
No, Sam.
That's impossible.
It was a full moon.
It was walking on two legs and wearing pants.
Oh, and it was fucking talking to us.
What the hell else could it have been?
The question isn't what it is.
It's who it is.
Who do you think it was?
Whose cabin was it?
He was on a business trip, Sam.
Oh, really?
I think I saw his car there.
Look, I live with the guy, okay?
Yes, he may be an utter asshole,
but I think I would know
if he sprouted hair and fangs every full moon.
Why don't you check his appointment book
or something, see where he's been
the past couple full moons?
Better yet, check his back.
I drove that ax in pretty deep,
and if it was him,
he'd have a pretty big flesh wound.
Well, how do you suppose I'd go about that?
He hasn't exactly paraded around the house shirtless or anything.
Not even when he showers?
I don't shower with him.
I don't know,
but maybe he sleeps shirtless, you know?
There you go.
Let's just think about this for one second, though, okay?
Let's say we prove it, we're right.
Then what?
I mean, we can't exactly go to the police.
They'll never believe us.
Well, then it's up to us to stop him.
I have a feeling the next time,
it's going to be us.
Hey, hi, you guys.
It's Charlie.
Sorry it's been so long.
I think about you guys a lot, though.
Listen.
I saw on the news what happened at the cabin.
I just wanted to know that Derek was okay.
Gwen, could you give me a call back, please,
just to let me know how he's doing, huh?
I miss you guys.
Miss you too.
...gun under his pillow.
What?
Yeah.
And just when I was, you know,
getting close to seeing something,
he woke up, and I barely got out of there
without being caught.
Wait, so you didn't even get a glimpse at his back,
not even on the tape?
No, I told you it wasn't taping.
I just used the camera for its night vision thing.
Well, then we're back at square one.
Pretty much.
I have an idea.
Wait here.
What are you doing?
Wow.
That's a shitload of weight, Mr. Toblat.
Do you mind if I call you "Mitch"?
Call me Mitchell.
Mitchell. I like that.
Rolls off the tongue nice and strong.
Do you mind if I do a set?
You lift weights?
Hell, yeah.
Not as much as you.
I usually ask Derek to lift with me.
He's not that interested.
Can you get that in?
She's going to lift weights.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Derek's more brains than brawn.
I hope you know what you're doing, Sam.
Yeah.
Move your hands in there.
Yeah.
Okay? All right?
Got it?
Yeah.
Impressive.
Thank you.
Pretty strong there, girl.
Yeah.
Well, I'm taking classes to become a massage therapist,
working on my arm strength.
Let me try.
Yeah?
Oh, come on. I need to practice.
I won't hurt you.
You know, I can't do this through your shirt.
Hey.
What are you doing?
What, did I hit your funny bone or something?
No, you stopped.
Talk about ungrateful.
See you later, Mitchell.
No.
Damn it.
What the hell was that?
I mean, it wasn't exactly subtle, Sam.
There wasn't a mark on him.
Maybe it's because he's not a werewolf.
Maybe he has some kind of mutant healing ability.
I don't know.
Yeah, and maybe he has
a skeleton laced with adamantium.
Come on, Sam.
What, you think I'm crazy, huh?
How do you explain it?
I don't know.
I'm just saying it--
shit, here he comes.
Look, let's talk about it later.
Not here, okay? Fine.
Hi, Sam.
Bye, Sam.
Hey, honey.
Hey. You need any help?
No, I don't.
Okay.
Hey.
How was your workout?
It was great.
It was a great workout,
especially the erotic rubdown I got
from Derek's slutty little girlfriend.
What?
Oh, yeah. He saw. Ask him. Tell her.
She practically ripped my shirt off.
She's quite a little wildcat, huh?
Are you drunk?
No, I am not drunk.
You should have seen the way she was strutting
her little ass around.
You haven't tapped that yet, have you?
Okay.
That's enough.
I won't have that kind of talk in my home.
Just for your information,
this is my goddamn house,
and I'll say whatever I want.
You liar.
You're drunk.
I'm not drunk.
Stop it. Leave her alone.
Oh, "stop it"? "Leave her alone"?
You going to make me?
Nah, guess not.
Nice.
Oh, goddamn it. Now look what you done.
Honey?
Mom?
Charlie.
Oh, my God.
This is a surprise.
I'm sorry to just drop in,
but I left a couple messages
after I heard about the incident with Derek.
I didn't get any messages.
Ah.
I'm sorry.
You know what? It doesn't matter.
You're here.
Come in, please.
Derek!
Look who's here.
Oh, I--I wish I knew you were coming.
No, no, no, no.
You look beautiful, like always.
Uncle Charlie?
Derek.
I'm glad you're okay.
Look, I saw what happened on the--on the news.
I'm really sorry about your friends.
My God, Gwen.
He looks so much like his father.
It's amazing.
Come on; I'll make coffee.
Oh, it's been way too long.
Come on.
And that was the first and last time
I ever changed a diaper.
Man, I couldn't believe how much crap came out
of somebody so small.
And the next thing you know,
it's all over you and me and the table.
That's disgusting.
I swear to God he was laughing his ass off at me.
I was.
Yeah.
Back then, your uncle wasn't exactly
at the top of our baby-sitting list.
He was--
a big bachelor.
So you never had kids?
Never even got married.
'Cause after your dad nabbed the best girl out there,
it didn't make much sense to bother.
Charlie.
Now look at you.
You're all grown up.
What are you, like, 6'5"?
You know, if your father was here--
Well, he's not here.
Mitch.
You surprised us.
I'm a little surprised too.
Hey, Mitch.
Sorry to just... drop in.
Look, I was in town on business,
and I just wanted to make sure
that Derek was okay.
Well, as you can see, he's fine.
So he is.
Look, I better be going.
Oh, you can't stay?
No, no. Business calls.
Look, it was great to see you again, Gwen.
Yeah, you too.
Take care.
You want to walk me out, Derek?
Yeah, sure.
It's good to see you again, Derek.
It was really nice.
Hey, did I show you this new PDA?
No.
Yeah, it's amazing what they can do now, huh?
Cool, huh?
Yeah, it's cool.
Yeah.
You take care.
You too.
We're here with Derek Cowley,
one of the only two survivors of the Friday night massacre.
Derek, can you tell us what happened?
Who are you guys?
Name's Nick Baxter.
I'm a J-school student making a tribute
to the innocent students that were killed.
Can you tell us more about how they died?
What kind of animal was it?
No, I don't know.
We're not granting interviews.
I'm a classmate of Derek's.
I was just hoping to get a few minutes.
Get off my property now.
Okay. Come on, guys.
We'll just ambush him later.
No!
Hi.
You must be Sam.
How you doing? I'm Charlie.
Come on in.
You guys are soaking.
Uh, Sam here rides a bike...
in the rain.
Huh. Cool.
Look, I don't want to be rude here,
but what are we doing?
Usually when guys invite teens into their hotel rooms,
it's the start of bad internet porn.
Look, uh, please.
I invited you guys here to--
please have a seat--
to talk about what happened at the cabin.
I want you to tell me what you saw.
Look, we already told the police.
Yeah, I know--
what you thought they would accept
but not the truth.
Derek.
What did they tell you
about how your father was killed?
Uh, that it was a hunting accident
seven years ago.
I mean,
I asked more,
and they never gave me anything--
just, you know, a vague answer,
or they'd change the subject completely.
Why? Do you know something?
I know it was no hunting accident.
I saw him die, Derek.
I saw that... thing
kill him.
And I think it's the same thing that killed your classmates.
I don't understand.
I mean, how--
Listen.
Your dad and Mitch were friends once,
and they were on this safari in Africa.
Mitch was a big hunter.
And your dad convinced Mitch to let me tag along.
And we went out, and, uh...
I got separated
in the brush.
And...
I heard this ungodly roar.
And then I heard screaming.
And I knew it was Scott.
When I got to him,
that thing,
that creature was...
ripping your father apart.
It turned on me,
and I fired my gun,
and I got him in the shoulder.
And this thing howled and took off in the brush,
and by the time I got back to your dad,
he was already dead.
When I got back to the camp,
Mitch wasn't there.
I mean, he was gone for hours, claimed that he got lost.
But he had a wound where I shot the creature.
And the next morning, it was completely healed.
But...
everything I saw, despite everything I saw,
I did nothing.
But I'm not going to make that mistake,
not again.
Toblat killed your father and your classmates
and God knows who else, and he's got to be stopped.
I think I'm going to be sick.
That's it.
Let's kill the sick bastard.
Derek?
Derek, are you with us?
I, uh...
don't know about that, Sam.
Your step-dad killed those people!
What don't you know?
You're talking about murder, Sam.
Damn straight.
But none of us has seen him change.
I mean, we don't have a shred of hard evidence.
Do you realize that?
Wait a second. Derek's right.
If we're going to be judge, jury, and executioner,
we have to be absolutely certain.
What, we just wait till he kills again?
No, no, I got a better idea.
My company installed some software at this DNA lab.
I know the guy that runs it.
We could send in a sample and have it analyzed.
I mean, it only makes sense
that it's some sort of genetic mutation, right?
What kind of sample?
Uh, we could get some hair.
I could call and see
how many pieces of hair we need for that.
You could let me know, and I could, I don't know,
get some off of his pillow or something.
Okay, I'll help.
All right, then.
You get me the sample.
I'll expedite
the report.
And if it confirms our suspicions,
we kill him.
Hurry up; he just ran to the post office.
Okay, you keep a look out.
I'm going to go check out the bathroom.
Hey, just remember, we need ten strands
with the roots still attached.
No shit, Sherlock.
Hey, time's up. He's here.
Come on, Sam. Just forget it.
Stall him.
Damn it, Sam.
Oh, come on.
Mitch.
Hey, what are you doing?
I'm working. Can you excuse me?
Uh, sure.
Shit.
What are you doing?
I'm just looking around.
In here, my bedroom? Why?
Something I can do for you?
Uh, no.
I--it was just a mistake.
I'm just going to-- Oh, no.
Let me go.
No, I've been watching you,
the way you strut.
I know what you want.
You don't have to force me.
I'm not an unwilling subject,
if you know what I mean.
I know what you mean.
I'm right here.
What's stopping you?
You startled me.
I lost my nerve.
But if you let me go, I'll show you.
You like it rough.
Yeah.
You know what?
Derek's downstairs.
I doubt that we can do this properly,
so why don't we finish this up later, okay?
No, not later.
Right now.
Now.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Did he see you?
Sam?
Got the sample. Gotta go.
Hey, Sam.
Please don't tell Derek, okay?
Hey, Charlie.
Hey.
Sorry I'm late.
I had to get some stuff from school.
Yeah, don't worry about it.
Where's Sam?
I thought she'd be with you.
No, actually.
She hasn't been returning any of my calls lately.
You think something's wrong?
No, but I just kind of feel
like she's ignoring me, you know?
I just--I don't get her sometimes.
Huh.
You like her, don't you?
Is it that obvious?
You never made a move?
No.
Maybe she feels the same.
How do you know unless you try?
Trust me; I speak from experience here.
I had a chance once with a very special lady,
but I didn't act.
I didn't tell her how I felt.
And the moment passed.
Biggest mistake of my life.
Well, that and staying away
from you and your mom for so long.
So why did you?
You know, when your dad was killed,
Mitch was pretty persistent in wooing your mom.
And I tried to warn her in every way possible
not to marry that man.
But I couldn't tell her why, what I suspected.
Toblat knew I didn't like him,
and after they were married, he did everything he could
to keep me from seeing you two.
Speaking of, the DNA analysis of the sample that Sam got
will arrive tomorrow
at my hotel by courier.
Really? Yeah.
Bitch, she blew me and used it to--
Stupid--
Okay.
Later.
A little later.
Yeah.
Very soon.
Clang!
Holy shit, Sam.
Why the hell are you sneaking around?
I could have bashed your brains in.
Why the hell
aren't you answering any of my phone calls?
I mean, do you realize the last time I saw you,
you literally ran out of my house?
I mean, the least you could do
is let me know that you're okay, Sam.
I'm fine.
If you're just going to stand there,
you can help me.
Hold this.
Hey, uh...
why do you think we never hooked up in high school?
You didn't treat me like shit.
You were too nice.
Oh, a nice guy.
It's the kiss of death, you know?
Happens to be the story of my life.
You know what kind of girl I am.
I don't care.
I never did; you know that.
Clang!
Oh. Are you okay?
Uh, I--great.
Let--oh, yuck, grease, sorry.
What, what?
Did I do something wrong?
Was--
No, I--
I need to tell you something,
and I'm just afraid that when I tell you,
you're not going to want to do that again.
No, tell me. I don't care.
No, you have to hear this.
The other day at your house--
Derek and Samantha, what are you hiding?
It's becoming obvious you know more than what you told.
Who the hell are you?
Get the fuck out of here.
Why did the two of you survive and the others die?
Okay, you know, you get out of here, okay?
I'll take care of them. I'll call you tomorrow.
See, see, Cowley's
ducking us again.
Come on, Samantha.
Just tell us. Why?
You want to know what the better question is?
Why am I going to kick all of your asses?
Anybody?
Why?
Because nobody calls me "Samantha",
you blood-sucking leech.
The garage is closed.
So get your pimply asses out of it.
Now!
Package for Charles Cowley.
There is a courier here at the front desk
with an envelope that you need to sign for personally.
He'll be right down.
Hey, you got a package for me?
Charles Cowley?
Right.
Hey, you have something for Charlie Cowley?
No.
That guy signed for it.
Yes, it's a warehouse.
Right, 20,000 square feet.
All right?
Yeah.
All right.
Look, let's meet.
You just couldn't leave it alone, could you, Charlie?
Saw the news report, had to come see for yourself.
Derek and his little slut girlfriend,
oh, they would have dropped it and gone.
Now...
they're going to die,
just like you, Charlie.
They don't know anything.
They haven't seen the report.
They will, eventually.
You know it.
Please.
Please don't do this.
Can't we work something out?
You know, I don't think we can work something out, Charlie.
One of the first things I learned
when I was infected
was that on a full moon, I was compelled to change.
Needed to, wanted to.
But on the other nights,
I felt the urge, especially when I was hungry
or tired or just a little too horny.
But I could resist it.
But the one thing that got me, Charlie,
was stress.
It's your fault that this has happened to me, Charlie.
What about Scott?
Who made you do that?
Don't act like you weren't relieved when he died.
You felt the same way about Gwen as I did.
No, you're wrong.
She was my brother's wife, you sick fuck.
I would never
touch her.
'Cause she was a great fuck.
Look how pathetic you are, Charlie.
Soft and slow and weak.
Just remember, Charlie.
All your fault.
Because you had to open your big mouth.
Night, Sam. See you tomorrow.
Hey, are you-- are you done for the day?
Yeah, I just wrapped up.
You want a beer?
Sure.
What's that?
Mom's crap.
It was put into storage after she killed herself.
There's no money
to keep it there anymore.
I'd try to get my dad to take it,
since most of it's his shit,
but I don't even know where to look for the asshole.
So have you heard from your uncle yet?
No, I mean, he should have called by now,
but he hasn't.
Hold on.
I've got an email from him.
Look, it's a photo, but I can't make it out.
It--hey, let's forward it to your computer.
Come on.
Oh, it's the report.
Um, "test results show
"both human and animal genetic material present,
probable canine."
It's what we wanted.
Yeah, yeah, but one second.
I don't get it.
I mean, it--it has to be a mistake, right?
I--
I tried to tell you.
How could you, Sam?
He cornered me.
What else was I supposed to do?
Oh, so now you had no other choice
but to, I don't know, suck his dick?
Well, where were you, huh?
I didn't see you exactly breaking down the door.
We know the truth about him, okay?
That's the important thing.
So what?
You got your feelings hurt.
Now you going to run home to Mommy?
I'll take care of it, okay?
You shouldn't have gotten involved
in the first place; it's a family matter.
No, Derek.
Don't face him alone, okay?
You're going to need my help.
Your help?
Well, I'll tell you what.
I'll give you a call
if I need someone to fuck him to death.
Come on, Charlie. Pick up.
Dinner will be ready in two minutes.
I ate at the office.
Have you been drinking again?
I need to take a shower.
I'm sick of this, Mitch.
You said you'd quit. You promised.
Good thing you didn't promise to quit being a nagging bitch.
Mom?
Dad's stuff.
Derek.
I am so sorry.
For what?
Everything.
For taking his abuse all these years.
I just don't understand why--
I'm leaving.
We're leaving.
I just--
I didn't want
to leave his things behind.
Have you packed?
Mitch is in the bedroom.
It's okay.
It's okay; you can pack tomorrow.
We'll--we'll put whatever you want
in the car tonight,
and we'll head for Charlie's hotel.
I'll just go grab some stuff,
and I'll give Charlie a call, okay?
Okay.
It's going to be okay. You know that?
I know.
Hi, you've reached Charlie Cowley.
Please leave a message.
Hi, you've reached Charlie Cowley.
Please leave a message.
What the hell are you doing?
You don't answer my phone.
This is not your phone.
This is Charlie's, and--
what did you do to him?
What the hell are you talking about?
Stop it.
I already saw the report, okay?
You saw a report.
And?
You killed my friends.
You killed my father.
And now you killed Uncle Charlie?
One inconclusive DNA report, and now I'm a murderer?
Oh, no, no.
You're worse.
You're a monster, and you know it.
Is a lion a monster, hmm?
Is a bear?
Bullshit!
You sadistically
hunted those kids down
one by one and butchered them.
You're right, kid.
I did, but that was your fault.
I have a cabin so I can go isolate myself,
so I can't hurt anyone.
That's why no one
is allowed up there.
But you,
you brought them right to me.
You brought them right to me, kid.
What about my father and Uncle Charlie, huh?
What's your excuse for that?
We need to settle down here, kid,
you and me.
If we work together,
everything's going to be fine.
Because, you know,
I'm glad it's out in the open.
It's a relief.
Get back! You need to get back.
There's no silver bullet in there.
What if I shoot you in the head, huh?
I don't know; I've never tried that.
Maybe you should have.
Maybe I should have.
Why don't you do it for me, hmm?
Right now.
Why don't you put me out of my misery?
Do it.
Pull the trigger.
Pull it.
Pull it!
Goddamn it, pull it!
You're so weak.
You're just like your Uncle Charlie.
Hold on, kid.
I can't let you go.
What are you doing to do, kill me?
If you kill me,
you'll have to kill my mom too.
If we both go missing
on the exact same day as Uncle Charlie,
after what happened at your cabin,
who exactly do you think
the police are going to suspect, huh?
We're family here--
No, we're not family, and we never were.
You got that?
Now, my mom and I are leaving.
I need--I need that report.
Derek?
What's going on?
We're leaving...now.
Gwen, let's talk about this.
No, no more talking.
I know I was out of line earlier.
I've been under a lot of stress.
Just keep walking, Mom.
You can't just walk out.
Yes, we can.
Gwen.
Please don't leave.
Derek?
This isn't over.
I promise you.
Look, you're going to drop me off
at the Hepburn-Guinness place, okay?
What?
I thought we were going to Charlie's hotel.
Mom, look; I can't explain right now.
You'll just have to trust me, okay?
Derek, Gail's place is a four-hour drive.
Don't worry about it.
Sam's going to pick me up.
We'll be right behind you.
Derek--
I don't understand.
It'll all make sense later; I promise.
Promise.
Go away!
Damn it, Derek.
I told you--
You and I have got
some unfinished business, don't we?
Bitch.
Come here.
Get off.
Can you feel it, huh?
Let's go to the cabin
and get into a little bestiality.
What do you say?
Hey, Sam--
Champ, I'm only going
to say this once, so listen up.
Your slut girlfriend, she'll be at the cabin tonight.
If you're not there, she dies.
Come alone, or she'll end up like your fr-fr-friends.
There it is.
That's where they died, right there.
It's spooky.
Fisher, Suneel, come here.
Come on, quick.
All right, start rolling.
At this cabin, four innocent students met
their gruesome deaths.
What mysteries does this house of horror hold?
We plan to unlock them tonight.
Okay, go.
What do you mean, "unlock them"?
We're going inside.
No way. Get real.
No, we are.
Okay, there's a broken window right there.
We're getting in. Come on.
Watch the glass.
Is that blood?
[screams]
I don't like this.
It isn't right, being here.
Relax, all right?
When you work in Iraq, you see a lot worse.
Shut up, Baxter. You've never been to Iraq.
Oh, my God, somebody's here.
What?
Okay, quick, the bedroom.
Fisher, keep shooting.
We have to get out of here.
No, someone could be outside.
We have company.
Don't you say a word.
I don't hear anything.
What are you doing?
Who is that?
Come here. Come here. Get this.
We should help her.
Get out of here now!
I mean it; get out!
No, no!
No.
Let's help the others!
You can wait for them. I'm not.
Hurry. Shit.
Derek.
Sam.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Are you okay?
Help me.
We'll use these.
Are those-- Yeah.
Good thinking.
How did you get here?
Your bike.
Wonders never cease.
Okay.
Let's go. Are you ready?
What about them?
Where's your car?
Not far, but Suneel has the keys.
Shit.
Okay, okay, we can do this.
Come on.
Okay, so we're going to barricade ourself in
and just hold out till morning, okay?
Let's block the window.
Come on.
There; that should hold it.
Âang!
Pigs, little pigs, let me in.
Go fuck yourself.
Oh, that wasn't
very nice.
You know, you could put an eye out like that.
I got a surprise for you.
Stay right there.
Wait, wait, wait, what--
Shit.
News flash.
You don't open the door,
I hurt the girl.
We gotta do something.
I only want Derek and Sam.
You all live
if you give me Derek and Sam.
No, guys, he's lying.
He's just going to get you out there and kill you.
Guys, no.
No!
He only wants you.
Don't be an idiot!
Get out of the way.
You idiot.
Go, go. Wait, Jasmine!
No time. Go, go, go!
Hurry, go!
Don't worry.
I'll be back.
But first I have a cute blonde to entertain.
Hey.
Hey, look at this.
You any good?
I'm okay.
Kind of an old set, though.
You really think it'll slow him down?
Maybe if we use the steak knives as arrowheads.
That just might work.
I don't know how aerodynamic this will be.
I'm not grading you on your marksmanship.
How can you be so callus?
All my friends are dead,
and we're going to die too.
Would you stop your whining?
You have to decide right now
whether you want to live or die.
It's as simple as that.
It doesn't matter what I want or what I say.
We are going to die.
Well, if that's your attitude, you probably--
You gonna eat that?
Come on. Let's move!
Go. Wait.
What, are you crazy? We got to keep going.
What if we get to the motorcycle?
I mean, then what?
We just keep running and hiding?
This has to end tonight, Sam.
This has to end right now.
Oh, yeah, Derek.
We stay here any longer, it is going to end.
No, I mean it, Sam.
Who would have thought?
Derek Cowley, fearless werewolf killer.
Fearless? I'm scared shitless.
Ready?
This should be enough
for you to get a really good shot, okay?
What the hell?
Shit.
You think that would stop me?
No, but this might.
God damn it.
Hit him again.
We could have had such fun together,
but you really piss me off.
Down goes Frazier!
You'll pay for that.
Ole!
Who's got it now, kid, huh, huh?
Got to hand it to you, boy.
You put up a better fight than your old man.
Killing him was like leading a lamb to slaughter.
No!
Shut up! Shut up!
I'm not afraid of you.
Say hello to your old man.
Come on.
I think we made it.
It's over.
Tag, you're it!
Derek!
My curse is now yours.
I--I can't believe, after all the--
all the shit we've been though, after all of this,
it's just for me to end up just like him.
No, you don't know that.
Look, whatever happens, we'll get through it...
together.
Come on.
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