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(WINE POURING)
(GLASS CLINKING)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(SOFT KNOCKING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Can I come in?
I really am sorry.
I made an appointment
with a counselor
and we can go when you get back.
You are coming back?
I gotta pee.
Jesus Steve, how long
have we been driving?
10 hours and 42 minutes.
(SIGHS) What, are we
going to the North Pole?
Keep your dick in your
pants, we'll be there soon.
Mac keep his
dick in his pants?
Yeah right.
Fuck off, Dave.
(CHUCKLES) He's
got a point there.
Fuck you, too!
And I saw the only way to go
Oh ho, tell me something
Mm, alright, a man and
a woman are having sex
in a really dark forest.
JOSH: Much like the
forest we're in now.
Shut up, Josh, I'm
telling a joke here!
Now after 15 minutes, the
guy steps up and says,
shit, I wish I had a flashlight!
Then the woman says, Yeah, I
wish I had a flashlight, too.
You've been eating
grass for 10 minutes.
Wait, why was he eating grass?
(LAUGHING)
Alright, three guys
go to this cabin,
but there aren't enough rooms,
so they have to share a bed.
Next morning, they wake up.
Guy on the right says,
I had this great dream
that I was getting a handjob.
Guy on the left says,
crazy, I had the same dream.
I was getting this
great handjob.
The guy in the middle
wakes up bushy-eyed and says,
guys, I had this great dream
that I went skiing last night.
(LAUGHING)
I don't want any of you
guys sleeping with me.
Steve, I gotta pee.
What are you, pregnant?
(TENSE MUSIC)
(MELLOW COUNTRY MUSIC)
Well howdy.
Hey guys, what
can I get for you?
Feels like I...
Stepped into a movie.
Did you come here
to decorate or drink?
I vote for drinking.
Oh, good choice.
Jesus, can we get
a fucking drink?
Four whiskeys, straight up.
You got it.
I gotta use the
bathroom, please.
BARTENDER:
Shitter's in the back.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
So, where you all heading.
MAC: Hunting trip.
BARTENDER: Two
legs or four legs?
(CHUCKLES)
What do you guys
do around here?
Drink.
Fuck.
Sounds like my kinda town.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SLOW, BRIGHT PIANO MUSIC)
MAN: Nice song, faggot.
(LAUGHING)
(SIGHING)
Hm, guess she wasn't kidding.
Couple of beers.
BARTENDER: Sure.
(WHISPERING)
(SIGHS) Fucking Mac!
I'm gonna go give,
um, Maggie a call.
You keep an eye on him, okay?
No problem Steve.
(SIGHS)
(CHATTERING)
You know the ladies
room is right next door?
(TENSE MUSIC)
MAGGIE: Hey, it's
Maggie, sorry I missed you.
Leave me a message, though,
and I'll call you right back.
(BEEPING)
Hey Maggie, it's me.
I figured you wouldn't
answer. (SNIFFS)
I just wanted to call
and say I'm sorry.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
So I, um, hear you
guys like to drink
and fuck around here?
You talk too much.
(LAUGHING)
What the fuck are
you doing with my lady?
Oh Ed, calm down, we're
just having some fun.
I'm not talking to you, bitch.
MAC: Whoa, who you
calling a bitch, bitch?
Well punch him, Ed!
You gotta get in here, Steve!
Right now, Steve!
Hey, nobody's
punching anybody, Ed.
Hey hey hey, whoa
whoa whoa, wait now.
Just, hey, just, everyone
just take it easy.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
You fucking assholes!
You take your shit outside
before I fill you
full of lead holes!
We just, we're going.
Okay, we're just, we're leaving.
Yeah, you're leaving.
(SIGHING)
Thank you so much for
all of your hospitality.
(MELLOW COUNTRY MUSIC)
What the fuck?
(TENSE MUSIC)
(DOORS THUDDING)
MAC: Ahhh!
Where the hell are we?
Where nobody can find us.
Beautiful, great spot, Steve.
Our palace for
the weekend, boys.
Glad its to your
liking, gentlemen.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Do we have to
play for real money?
Oh, Jesus Christ, Josh.
Don't be such a pussy.
Well, how much is it?
How much you bring?
$500.
That'll work!
Ante up, ladies.
This is, this is nice.
This is cozy.
MAC: Alright,
flip 'em over Steve.
Texas Hold 'Em, bitches.
Okay so, this is poker, right?
Yeah, it's poker, Josh.
(LAUGHING)
It's what you haven't done
with your wife in years.
(LAUGHING)
Ha ha ha, how would you
know what I do with my wife?
He's just fucking
with you, Josh.
Alright, $100 ladies.
A hundred dollars?
Just bet.
You're a fucking bluffer, Mac.
It's too rich for my blood.
MAC: How chickenshit.
Seven of hearts.
Seven of hearts,
alright, another hundred.
You know, there
really should be a limit
to how much we can bet.
Alright (SIGHS).
Last card, Jacky Jack.
Pass.
I knew it, you got dick, Matt.
(LAUGHING)
You are looking
at the big winner.
What, just a second ago, you
said we should have a limit.
(SIGHS)
Okay, I'll see your two
hundred and raise you a hundred.
Two pair, Jacks and sevens.
Josh, what the
fuck are you doing?
Dave should throw down first.
Oh, alright.
Go ahead.
Your hard-on
moment is over, Josh.
Aces and 10s,
gents, come to papa!
Keep the hard on
in your pants, Dave.
We're not over yet,
because there's one, two,
three little beauties,
three threes.
DAVE: Holy shit!
That's what winning
looks like, fellas.
Oh my God, oh my God!
I just lost $500.
Fuck this game!
Welcome to poker! (CHUCKLES)
Oh my God, Oh my God.
Give me your fucking cards.
(LAUGHING)
Oh!
Hey man.
How you doing, Steve?
Not so good at home.
Oh shit.
I'm sorry to hear that.
You ever talk to Maggie?
You got nothing
to worry about.
What do you mean?
Well, the girl's
crazy about you.
(SIGHS)
She ever fuck anybody, Mac?
JOSH: What am I
gonna tell Jenny?
Jesus Christ, be
a fucking man, Josh.
It's $500.
I don't make your kind of money.
I don't know, just tell
her to fuck off or something.
What kind of talk is that?
Okay, I'm just
playing with you.
You make your own money, right?
Okay, I get it.
(ANIMAL SCREECHING)
Sounds like a bear.
I don't think so.
Holy shit.
(TENSE MUSIC)
I wonder.
Wonder what?
Let's just get some rest.
(SLOW, GENTLE MUSIC)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
What are you
laughing at? (CHUCKLES)
Drop your cocks and
grab your socks, boys!
We got hunting to do!
(EERIE MUSIC)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
The only hunting that I do
is when I play video games.
Ha!
Here.
Oh.
Mm.
You ever think about
getting married?
You ever think about
getting divorced?
No.
Honestly?
No.
Bullshit.
No, my wife is hot.
Okay, but why would I
get married when I can do
what I want when
I want to do it?
Makes sense.
Yeah.
So here's to Josh and
his happy marriage.
Hot wife.
(LAUGHING)
Hot wife.
Mm.
Whoa.
Oh, ha ha, whew!
Let's walk that off.
What's in there?
Is that, uh, Rumpelman's?
This place is dead.
Not even a squirrel.
(SIGHING)
How are you and Shelly doing?
Good, good.
Maggie and I, we
ain't doing so good.
Really, what's going on?
You didn't know?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You see that?
See what?
I don't know.
Looked like people, but.
What?
All this fresh
air's getting to me.
(DARK, FOREBODING MUSIC)
(GROANING)
(SIGHS)
(TENSE MUSIC)
What the fuck?
Oh no no, no, no.
Holy shit!
Dudes, we got a fucking
psychopath out here!
Guys!
This is not good.
Who would do this?
What are you doing?
I'm gonna butter bread.
What the fuck does it
look like I'm gonna do.
Man, you just can't go
around killing people.
Does anyone live around here?
Yeah, what if there's
like a community of weirdos.
Like that movie with the
banjo and the bridge.
Just relax, nobody's
gonna fuck you in the ass.
Seriously though, how are
we gonna get out of here.
How far back was
it to the highway?
A bit.
Come on, let's go.
(TENSE MUSIC)
It's probably
just some punk kids.
What kids?
Wait, did you
bring your phone?
No.
Fuck!
Well how far is the highway?
What does that matter if we
don't have a fucking phone?
Look, I'm gonna go back to
the cabin and go grab mine.
Keep your eyes out.
Yeah.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Holy shit!
Have a drink, relax.
Nah, it's too early for that.
How we gonna get out of here.
Here's how its gonna go.
Steve and Dave are gonna
walk to the highway.
From the highway,
they'll call for help.
From the highway, their
cell phones will work.
That's right!
They'll tell the police where
we are and the cavalry arrives
to save the day.
That's good, that's good!
MAC: It is good.
Alright, thank you.
What are you
doing, where's Dave?
Forgot my phone.
I was gonna call you, but.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Steve, wait up.
Where's Dave.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
Got a problem.
Did you find who did it?
We got a problem on our hands.
What do you mean?
(TENSE MUSIC)
That is not a bear print.
A big fucking guy or a.
I know what this is.
This is a fucking Sasquatch.
I say we track
this fucker down.
Now you're talking.
It fucked up our jeep.
No, no no no no no.
You guys are crazy.
Well boys, looks like
we've found our big hunt.
(GUN CLICKING)
Can't we just get out of here?
First we bag the motherfucker,
then we'll get some help.
I'll drink to that.
Is that all you do is drink?
Is that all you do is whine?
Here's to bagging Bigfoot.
(SIGHING)
Give me one!
Sure.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(ARROW THUDDING)
(GUNS FIRING)
Did you hear that?
What the fuck is that?
It's a kid.
You killed a kid.
Self-defense.
He's right, Josh.
Shouldn't we call
the cops or something?
Yeah, you should
call the cops.
Why don't you use
your cell phone.
While you're at it,
see if the can give us
a ride back into town.
(SIGHING)
(CARDS RUSTLING)
So now what?
It ain't over.
What do you mean?
We killed a kid, now
we gotta deal with Daddy.
Alright, just sit down,
we'll drink some beers,
play some cards, and we'll
deal with it in the morning.
I'm not gonna just
sit down and drink beers
and play cards right now.
Are you serious?
(ANIMAL SCREAMING)
He's looking for his kid.
Oh fuck.
We gotta take him out.
Where they going?
Guess they're
going to get Daddy.
Well what the fuck
are we supposed to do.
I brought some porn.
Oh my God, I don't feel well.
You okay?
No!
(RETCHING)
(COUGHING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
Okay, okay. (HEAVY BREATHING)
(WATER RUNNING)
We are never getting
out of this alive, Mac.
Jesus, we've got guns.
We don't have guns,
they have got guns.
How does your wife
put up with you?
Look, we'll bag the beast.
We'll all go home.
And then we'll wind
up on the cover
of fucking National
Geographic Magazine.
How's that?
First off, I don't even think
they publish that anymore,
and second...
Fuck you, Mac!
You probably think
I'm an asshole.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh you're an asshole.
(LAUGHS)
(GLASS CLINKING)
(EERIE MUSIC)
You know he's watching us.
(GUN FIRING)
You fucking crazy,
what's the matter with you?
(GUN FIRING)
What the fuck, Steve?
What the fuck are
you doing, Steve?
Stop this shit, Steve,
or I'll put a bullet
right in your fucking head!
(THUDDING)
(GUN FIRING)
Mac, Mac, Mac, wake
up, wake up, Mac!
You motherfucker, wake up!
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
Okay, okay, what if,
what are they even doing?
What if it got them?
That means he'd be
coming back here, Mac,
you motherfucker
He's coming back here, and
I don't have any weapons.
I don't have any weapons.
I don't have any weapons.
We, we have a fire, we
have a fucking fire,
firewood, ax, ax in the
shed, ax in the shed!
You got this, you got this,
motherfucker, you got this!
(JOSH SCREAMING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Okay, okay, you
can do this, Josh.
You've fucking got
this, Josh, okay, okay.
Mac, you drunk motherfucker.
If you can hear me, you tell
my wife that I love her.
Mm.
Okay, Josh has got this.
Josh has got this.
Josh has got this shit.
Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
(METAL CLANKING)
(SNORING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Thank God!
Where's Dave?
What's wrong, Steve?
Where's Dave?
That shit came out of nowhere.
Big ugly motherfucker.
Oh my God, we gotta
get out of here.
Steve, we have to get the
fuck outta here right now.
JOSH: My cell phone is gone.
What?
My fucking cell phone is gone!
What are we gonna do, Steve?
We need a plan, we
gotta get out of here.
We need to get up
to the highway and...
Just calm the fuck down!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
We got a firearm.
You got a pitchfork, ax.
Hey hey, hey hey, my
phone's in the jeep.
I'm gonna grab it.
What's the point?
Guys, get the fuck
out here right now.
You guys, you guys,
the body's gone.
It's gone.
Christ, he's been here.
We're gonna kill
him, right Steve?
Yeah.
Guys, my fucking
cell phone is gone.
Okay, well what do we do now?
We'll let him come to us.
(ANIMAL SCREAMING)
I think this is gonna work.
What if it doesn't?
Then we put you
outside as bait.
You got a better idea?
This is weird without Dave.
Yeah, well if this
doesn't work, we join him.
(RETCHING)
How are you and
your wife doing?
What?
You and Jenny, how you doing?
We're fine, we're fine.
How do you make it
work, you and Jenny.
I don't, I don't
know, do we have to talk
about this right now?
My wife and I, Maggie and I.
I didn't know.
You didn't know?
No.
Maggie, she wants me
to go to counseling.
You believe that
shit? (CHUCKLES)
Jenny and I, we talk a lot.
I mean, I mean, you know
me, I never shut up,
I just, I tell her everything.
That seems to work.
Yeah.
I should do more of that.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(ANIMAL SCREAMING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
He wants us to come outside.
No, no!
Let's give him what he wants.
(EERIE MUSIC)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
That's his shirt.
That's it, I can't do this.
I can't do this,
we gotta go back,
we gotta go back, I can't...
You wanna get the
fuck out of here or not?
(SNIFFS) Yes.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(RETCHING)
(COUGHING)
He's losing his fucking mind.
I have to get him
back to the cabin.
Be careful.
Where are you,
you motherfucker?
These are my kills.
My kills, you understand me?
You bastard!
Josh, I need you
to snap out of it.
Here, drink this.
Josh.
Josh!
Snap out of it!
Help me get him to bed.
(EERIE WESTERN MUSIC)
I'm sorry that
I have feelings,
and that you're just this
fucking angel, I'm sorry.
I don't want to
hear it anymore.
I'm sorry that I failed...
I don't want to hear anymore!
Do you understand me?
I don't want to fucking
hear it anymore.
All your little fucking excuses,
you little fucking cunt!
Why?
Hands off me,
get your hands off!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Oh, this is my kind of party,
Mac, drinking and fucking,
drinking and fucking,
whew! (LAUGHS)
Mmm, yahoo!
(GRUNTING)
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMS)
What is it, what the fuck?
(SOBBING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Come on, you bastard!
He's lost his fucking mind.
I'll go get him.
Where are you?
Where are you?
You fucker!
Where are you?
(SOBBING)
Where are you?
(THUDDING)
(GROANING)
Oh!
(GRUNTING)
What happened? (HEAVY BREATHING)
You don't look so good.
I am your friend.
You are my friend.
I am your friend.
You didn't tell me.
I wanted to tell you.
You didn't tell me!
I wanted to tell you.
I did, I wanted to tell you.
I'm sorry, I didn't
know what to do.
It was eating me up, I
didn't know what to do.
Get up.
JOSH: I'm sorry, Steve.
Get up!
You're gonna kill
me, aren't you.
(SOBS) I'm sorry, Steve,
I don't want. (SOBS)
Run!
Fuck you, just do it!
Fuck you, Steve!
STEVE: Run!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GROANING)
(CROSSBOW CLICKING)
(SCREAMING)
What the fuck is
going on out there?
(TENSE MUSIC)
What the fuck happened?
(GRUNTING)
I couldn't do anything.
(GRUNTING) First
Dave, then Josh.
Mac, I tried everything.
I found this
outside, it's mine.
It was fucking here, Steve.
Here, drink this.
We gotta get that arrow out.
Bite down on this.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
This is gonna hurt.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
Alright.
(GROANS)
Alright.
Alright.
Alright.
Alright.
I am not fucking
dying out here, Steve.
I am not fucking dying out here.
Yes, you are.
(METAL THUDDING)
(SOFT KNOCKING)
Can I come in?
(TENSE MUSIC)
I really am sorry.
I made an appointment
for us for a counselor,
and we can go see her
when you get back.
You are coming back?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
(RAIN SPLATTERING)
(THUNDER CRACKLING)
You had that this whole time.
You fucked my wife.
Big Mac, you always got
the chick, didn't you.
I never said anything, I
was like, good for Mac.
Until I met Maggie.
But you couldn't let
just have one, could you?
Just one.
You've been a
shitty husband, Steve.
What the fuck do you
know about being a husband?
(THUNDER ROARING)
It's a good thing you
never got married,
'cause you'd probably
fuck them over, too, huh?
I've been a good friend.
She came to me as a friend.
'Cause you, you
were never around.
If it wasn't me, it
would've been someone else.
(SNIFFS) You, a friend?
That's what friends do,
they fuck each other now?
Is that it?
I guess so 'cause that's
exactly what you did.
My wife, you fucked Maggie.
You fucked me.
Now I'm gonna fuck you.
You're right.
Steve, you're fucking right.
I'm the asshole.
I'm the fucking asshole.
But this, all of this.
(LIGHT SOBBING)
You are my friend.
My best friend.
My best man!
I can't take back what I did.
I can't undo what I did.
And for that, I'm sorry.
For that, I'm sorry.
(SOBBING)
Me too, man.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
Me too.
(ARROWS THUDDING)
(GRUNTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(MONSTER GROWLING)
(GUN CLICKING)
(MONSTER GROWLING)
(GUN FIRING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GROANING)
What was I supposed to do?
What was I supposed
to do, Steve, huh?
What did you want me to do?
What did you want me to say?
(CHUCKLES) Hey Steve, what do
you think about them Seahawks?
You think they're gonna
overcome those challenges
with the offensive
line? (CHUCKLES)
Oh, by the way, Mac's been
fucking your wife? (CHUCKLES)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(SOBS) I have a fucking
spear in my chest.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
Oh!
(GROANING)
(GRUNTING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(GROANING)
Sweaters, right?
How cold do you
think it's gonna be?
I don't know, Josh,
where you going?
I don't know.
Steve said something
about a cabin,
but he also said to bring
cash, so I'm hoping it's Reno.
How many sweaters
do you think I need?
Reno? (CHUCKLES)
Umm, you really think you
should be going to Reno?
I mean it's not
like we have money
to be throwing around, huh?
(SIGHS) I know, I know,
but we go every year.
You know, it's not
like I can just say no.
(SIGHING)
That's nice.
I wanted to go to Reno!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GROANS)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Oh my God, oh my
God, oh my God, help!
(GROANS) Help, help, help!
Open the door!
Hello, please!
I need help.
My friend, he tried to
kill me, and then there was
this Sasquatch
spear-throwing monster thing.
There was a very unfortunate
hunting accident. (SOBS)
I need help, open the door.
I just need a
fucking break. (SOBS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
Hello?
Hello?
(METAL CLANKING)
(GROANING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Fuck!
I'm in his fucking house.
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
Oh.
(CHUCKLES)
(CHEERFUL, LIGHT PIANO MUSIC)
(PIANO KEY RINGING)
(LAUGHING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(GRUNTING)
(MONSTER GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
(GUN FIRING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(MONSTER GROWLING)
(GRUNTING)
Come on, you fucker!
(MONSTER GROWLING)
Ah, no!
(EERIE MUSIC)
(GRUNTING)
(LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING)
(PIANO RINGING CHAOTICALLY)
(SLOW, EERIE PIANO MUSIC)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SOFT LAUGHING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(CAR ENGINE HUMMING)
(SIGHING)
Stop!
Stop!
Stop, stop, stop!
Stop, stop!
Stop!
Oh, oh!
Thank you, thank you!
Thank you!
(GROANING)
(CAR ENGINE HUMMING)
I didn't think you
were gonna stop.
Thank you for stopping.
(MONSTER ROARING)
Oh, fuck me!
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
I don't think I can make it
No, not this time,
not this time
And I don't think
I can fake it
Not in my heart, in my mind
We won't be stationary
The world's on
fire right on this
We'll find no sanctuary,
searching for, seeking
While under attack
You wanted all I have
I don't think I can make it
No, not this time,
not this time
And I don't think
I can fake it
Not in my heart, in my mind
You wanted all I have
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
I don't think I can make it
No, not this time,
not this time
And I don't think
I can fake it
Not in my heart, in my mind
Yes, I'm the adversary
The mess is lost,
the voice I left
Forget my savagery
Chasing the light I
was lost in the black
You wanted all I have
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
Your body
Your body
It'll play tricks on you
It'll play tricks on you
You must've lost your mind
You must've lost your mind
You must've lost your mind
You must've lost your mind
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
Your body wants it
bad and that's good
'Cause your mind will
play tricks on you
Your body
Your body
It'll play tricks on you
It'll play tricks on you
DIRECTOR: Action!
Honey, we didn't go to Reno.
(LAUGHING)