[dramatic atmospheric music]
[punching sounds]
[heavy rock music]
- THIS IS MY LAST RESORT
CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES
I'VE REACHED
MY LAST RESORT
SUFFOCATION, NO BREATHING
DON'T GIVE A [...]
IF I CUT MY ARM BLEEDING
DO YOU EVEN CARE
IF I DIE BLEEDING
WOULD IT BE WRONG,
WOULD IT BE RIGHT
IF I TOOK MY LIFE TONIGHT
CHANCES ARE THAT I MIGHT
- [shouting in foreign language]
SHI-JAK!
- 'CAUSE I'M LOSING MY SIGHT
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE
LOSING MY SIGHT
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL--
- KYONG-GO!
- I NEVER REALIZED
I WAS SPREAD TOO THIN
TILL IT WAS TOO LATE
AND I WAS EMPTY WITHIN
HUNGRY, FEEDING ON CHAOS
AND LIVING IN SIN
DOWNWARD SPIRAL,
WHERE DO I BEGIN
IT ALL STARTED
WHEN I LOST MY MOTHER
NO LOVE FOR MYSELF
AND NO LOVE FOR ANOTHER
SEARCHING TO FIND A LOVE
UP ON A HIGHER LEVEL
FINDING BUT NOTHING
BUT QUESTIONS AND DEVILS
'CAUSE I'M LOSING MY SIGHT
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE
LOSING MY SIGHT
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE
NOTHING'S ALL RIGHT
NOTHING IS FINE
I'M RUNNING AND I'M CRYING
I'M CRYING
I'M CRYING
- WINNER, HONG!
[crowd cheering]
[shouting in foreign language]
[heavy rock music]
[crowd shouting]
- SHI-JAK!
- SUFFOCATION, NO BREATHING
DON'T GIVE A [...]
IF I CUT MY ARM BLEEDING
WOULD IT BE WRONG,
WOULD IT BE RIGHT
- HONG!
[laughter]
[heavy thuds]
[shouts in foreign language]
- LOSING MY SIGHT
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE
[crowd cheering]
- NOTHING'S ALL RIGHT
- COME ON, JULIAN!
[heavy thuds]
[crowd cheering]
- I CAN'T GO ON
- COME ON, JULIAN.
- WHAT?
[heavy rock music]
- RIGHT!
- YOU ALL RIGHT?
- YEAH, HE'S GONNA BE FINE.
STANDING UP.
REFEREE'S DECISION...
WINNER, CHUNG!
[crowd cheering]
- [laughs]
- I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT.
- HEY!
- THANKS, YOU GUYS.
LOGAN.
- IT WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER
IF I'D SEEN SOME BLOOD,
BUT YOU KNOW...
- AH, YOU...
- SHH, SHH.
- WELL FOUGHT, JULIAN.
- THANKS, COACH.
- KEEP YOUR FOCUS.
NO DISTRACTIONS.
RIGHT?
THE FINALS ARE AT THE END
OF THE WEEK.
- GOT IT.
- REMEMBER...
WE TRAINED LONG AND HARD
FOR THIS.
- SURE THING, COACH.
- MATE, TAKE A CHILL PILL.
- YEAH, INSTEAD OF STEROIDS.
[laughter]
- I ALMOST GO TO SEE SOME BLOOD.
- LOGAN.
- SO WHO'S UP FOR A BEER,
THEN, HUH?
- YES.
- LET'S DO IT.
- YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
- THAT'S GOOD.
[laid-back rock music]
- LORD, TAKE ME AWAY
- HEY.
- HEY.
- AH.
- YOU TRICKSTER, YOU.
[laughter]
CHEERS, GUYS.
- CHEERS.
- AH, MATE, LIFE CAN BE CRUEL.
- TELL ME ABOUT IT.
- LET'S CHECK OUT THE BAND,
GUYS.
- MM.
I DON'T KNOW;
I DON'T FEEL LIKE IT.
- AW, YOU'RE SUCH
A GOOD DANCER.
- NO, I'M NOT.
- YOU ARE.
WHAT'S UP?
- NOTHING.
- COME ON.
OUT WITH IT.
- I KNOW YOU'RE GONNA WIN
ON SATURDAY.
- YEAH, MAYBE.
DAMIEN'S A GREAT FIGHTER.
- YOU'LL BEAT HIM.
- THOUGHT YOU'D BE HAPPY
FOR ME.
- I AM.
I JUST--
I KNOW IF YOU WIN,
THE U.S. TEAM
WILL WANT YOU BACK.
- [inhaling deeply]
NOT LIKELY, YOU KNOW.
YOU KNOW THE REASON
I HAD TO LEAVE.
- THAT WAS TWO YEARS AGO.
IT'S HISTORY NOW.
- CLARE, I WAS BANNED
FROM COMPETING IN THE STATES.
I'M LUCKY THEY'VE EVEN GIVEN ME
A CHANCE HERE.
COME HERE.
I LOVE YOU.
NOTHING'S GONNA
COME BETWEEN US.
OKAY?
- OKAY.
[cell phone ringing]
- SAMANTHA.
TONIGHT?
[knocking]
HEY, SAM.
- HI, SWEETIE.
HAD AN URGENT JOB COME IN.
NEED YOU TOMORROW.
- UH, TOMORROW?
- WHERE?
- CARPENTER AVENUE, SOUTH PERTH.
FAMILY LEAVING FOR EUROPE
IN THE MORNING.
- [sighs]
- IT'S ONLY FOR THREE MONTHS.
- I'M SORRY, SAM.
I--
I CAN'T HELP.
- GOT ALL THE FRUIT,
POOL, HOME THEATER.
- SOUNDS, GOOD, BUT--
[mumbling]
- DO YOU REMEMBER WHO SIGNED
YOUR STUDENT VISA?
SWEETIE?
- IT'S JUST FOR THREE MONTHS.
- YOU ARE SUCH A PUSHOVER.
- HEY, I OWE HER BIG-TIME, OKAY?
- YOU'RE MEANT TO BE MOVING IN
WITH ME.
- I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU,
OKAY?
[laughter]
[smooches]
BABE, I GOT TO PACK.
- [sighs]
OKAY.
[alternative rock music]
- AND IF
THIS COMFORTABLE LIFE
IS YOUR ONLY PASSAGE
THROUGH TIME
JUST MAKE SURE
YOU CAN BREAK THROUGH
THE WALLS THAT YOU ARE
BUILDING AROUND YOU
THE THINGS THAT YOU ALWAYS
DREAMED ABOUT
YOU KNOW THAT IN TIME
THEY'LL BE RUNNING OUT
[music quiets]
[soft piano music]
[slight bass rumble]
[doorbell dings]
[doorbell dings]
- HI.
I'M JULIAN.
SAMANTHA...
- THE HOUSE SITTER.
COME ON IN.
- WOW.
- I'M HARRY, BY THE WAY.
HARRY LOOMIS.
- NICE TO MEET YOU.
- FOLLOW ME.
AND THIS IS THE SECURITY ROOM.
ALL THE ZONES ARE FILMED
AND STORED ON THIS SERVER 24/7.
I CAN EVEN REWIND.
[electronic beep]
WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?
- YES, I'M SORRY.
- REINFORCED SECURITY GLASS.
WEISS DEADLOCKS
ON ALL THE DOORS.
YOU CAN ACCESS THE NET, TOO,
IF YOU WANT.
- COOL.
WHY DON'T YOU JUS LOCK THE PLACE UP?
WHAT DO YOU NEED ME FOR?
- OUR CAT.
- CAT?
- DAMN THING WENT MISSING.
KELLY WANTS SOMEONE HERE
IN CASE IT COMES BACK.
YOU GOT THE KEYS?
[keys jangling]
SECURITY CODES?
- CHECK.
- GREAT.
ENJOY THE HOUSE.
WATCH MOVIES.
GO FOR A SWIM IN THE POOL.
JUST REMEMBER THAT--
- KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR FIFI.
- IT'S PERSIAN.
- THANKS, JULIAN.
- WE'LL BE IN PARIS
IN TWO DAYS.
I'LL GIVE YOU A CALL
ONCE WE'VE SETTLED IN.
- SURE.
HAVE A GREAT VACATION.
[engine starts]
HAPPY FAMILY.
- OUR NIECE MIGHT DROP BY
FOR A SWIM.
- NO PROBLEMS.
WHAT'S HER NAME?
[guitar pop music]
- I TOOK ADVANTAGE
OF A STRAIGH BELIEVING TOWN
THAT TORE THE BANDAGE
AND SAID LOOK
WHO'S BLEEDING NOW
ARE YOU LISTENING
OR ARE YOU FAITHLESS
LIKE THE OTHERS
LONG DAYS
ARE ALMOST HERE
FADED SIGNS
FOR YOU
- KEEP YOUR FOCUS, RIGHT?
JUST TILL THE END OF THE WEEK.
- SURE THING, COACH.
NOW, THIS IS THE LIFE.
- LONG DAYS
ARE ALMOST HERE
FADED SIGNS
FOR YOU
I'LL BE WAITING ALL DAY
I'VE BEEN WAITING ALL YEAR
FOR YOU
IT'S TRUE
[cell phone ringing]
- HEY.
- THIS PLACE IS AWESOME.
- YEAH?
- WAIT TILL YOU SEE IT.
- BUT I'VE GOT AN EXAM
TOMORROW.
- GIVE IT TO ME.
HEY, YOU BETTER SPILL SOME BLOOD
ON SATURDAY, RIGHT?
- THAT WAS LOGAN.
ALL RIGHT, THEN, TONIGHT.
- SAY AROUND 8:00?
- WILL DO.
SEE YA.
- LONG DAYS
ARE ALMOST HERE
FADED SIGNS
FOR YOU
I'LL BE WAITING ALL DAY
I'VE BEEN WAITING ALL YEAR
FOR YOU
IT'S TRUE
[music fading out]
- HI.
- HI.
YOU MUST BE THE NIECE.
- YOU MUST BE
THE HOUSE SITTER.
- HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?
- I'VE GOT KEYS.
I USED THE BACK WAY.
HOW LONG WERE YOU STARING AT ME?
- I'M SORRY.
HARRY DIDN'T MENTION YOUR NAME.
- I'M ANNA.
- I'M JULIAN.
IT'S A PLEASURE
TO MEET YOU, ANNA.
- PLEASURE'S ALL MINE.
DO YOU WANT TO JOIN ME
FOR A SWIM?
- YOU KNOW, NORMALLY,
I'D DIVE RIGHT IN.
- OH, YOU WOULDN'T TES THE WATER FIRST?
- WELL, SOMETIMES I DO.
- MAYBE SOME OTHER TIME.
- AH, ANNA.
[doorbell dings]
- HEY.
- HEY.
[light zapping noise]
HEY.
- HOW YOU DOING?
- YEAH, GOOD.
COME IN.
[rock music playing]
- WOW, THIS IS NICE.
- IT'S AWESOME, RIGHT?
I GOT YOU SOMETHING.
- REALLY?
WHAT IS IT?
- IT'S A SURPRISE.
- OH.
- I SAID I'D MAKE IT UP TO YOU.
- OH, MY GOODNESS.
OH, IT'S BEAUTIFUL.
- SO ARE YOU, CLARE.
- THANK YOU.
YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO SEDUCE ME,
ARE YOU?
- OH, OF COURSE.
- [laughs]
- YOU'RE GONNA LOVE THIS.
- WHAT IS IT, PORN?
- SOMETHING EVEN BETTER.
- OH.
[laughs]
- I'M FIGHTING DAMIEN
THIS SATURDAY.
WATCH THIS.
SEE HOW HE DROPS HIS GUARD?
THAT GUY BEAT DAMIEN LAST YEAR.
I'M SORRY, YOU KNOW.
[laughter]
- BLACKOUT.
- GREAT.
YOU SEE MY PHONE ANYWHERE?
[electronic beep]
I'M NOT GONNA BE HAPPY.
- YOUR LUCKY DAY.
- YEAH.
[doorbell dings]
- OH, COME ON, JULES,
DON'T STOP.
[doorbell dings]
- JEEZ, WHO COULD THAT BE?
- I DON'T KNOW.
[doorbell dings twice]
- GIVE ME A SEC, OKAY?
- OKAY.
[giggles]
[crowd cheering on TV]
[eerie music]
- HOLD ON.
[eerie music]
ANYONE HERE?
[crowd cheering]
WHERE YOU GOING?
- HOME.
I'VE GOT AN EXAM
TOMORROW MORNING.
I TOLD YOU.
- CLARE, STAY THE NIGHT.
- I CAN'T.
IT'S OPEN-BOOK.
MY NOTES ARE AT HOME.
TOMORROW NIGHT.
THANKS FOR MY BRACELET.
- GOOD LUCK TOMORROW.
- I'LL NEED IT.
[engine starts]
[eerie music]
- [sighs]
[eerie dramatic music]
[crowd cheering]
[distant scream]
[metal clanking]
I'M MINDING THE HOUSE.
[heavy rock music]
FRIENDLY.
- I CAN'T GO ON
- REMEMBER, KEEP YOUR FOCUS.
- CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES
THIS IS MY LAST RESORT
SUFFOCATION, NO BREATHING
DON'T GIVE A [...]
IF I CUT MY ARM BLEEDING
'CAUSE I'M LOSING MY SIGHT
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE
LOSING MY SIGHT,
LOSING MY MIND
WISH SOMEBODY
WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE
NOTHING'S ALL RIGHT
NOTHING IS FINE
- [exhales]
- REALLY?
- WHERE'D YOU MEET HER?
- AT THE LIBRARY.
- DOING YOUR ASSIGNMENT?
- I HATE ASSIGNMENTS.
- MAN, I'M JUST GLAD
MINE'S FINISHED.
YOURS IS FINISHED,
RIGHT, JULES?
- EARTH TO JULIAN.
- UGH, I'M SORRY.
SORRY, GUYS.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
- FINISHED YOUR ASSIGNMENT.
- UH, YEAH.
ALMOST.
YEAH, I'M ALMOST FINISHED.
GUYS, I GOT TO--
I GOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.
- THIS SOUNDS INTERESTING.
OOH.
- SO YOU KNOW THIS PLACE
I'M HOUSE-SITTING, RIGHT?
- THE MANSION?
- SO I'M JUST DOING MY THING,
OKAY,
AND THIS GORGEOUS GIRL DECIDES
TO DROP BY FOR A SWIM.
I MEAN, BREATHTAKING.
- IS SHE HOT?
- WHAT COLOR WAS HER HAIR?
- GOOD SKIN?
- NICE EYES?
- WHAT ABOUT HER LEGS?
- GREAT RACK?
- IF YOU JUST LET ME FINISH.
- TELL ME EVERYTHING, PLEASE.
- YEAH, JULES,
TELL ME EVERYTHING.
- NOTHING, LOGAN.
- GO ON, GREAT RACK, HEY?
I'M SURE CLARE WOULD BE
IMPRESSED WITH IT TOO.
- LOGES, THIS IS
A BOYS' TALK, OKAY?
IT IS A CAPITAL OFFENSE
TO BE LISTENING IN LIKE THAT.
- I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU GUYS
TO IT, OKAY?
[mid-tempo drum beat]
- MAYBE, MAYBE
NOTHING COULD PREPARE YOU
BUT THAT SOMETHING AND THA SOMEDAY ALWAYS COMES
AND THE ONLY THING AROUND
WORTH HANGING ONTO
IS YOUR LOVE
OF THE TWISTED SYMMETRY
DEMANDING IT BE DONE
[cell phone ringing]
- HEY.
HOW'D YOUR EXAM GO?
- YEAH, GOOD, I THINK.
UM, I KNOW I SAID
I'D COME OVER TONIGHT,
BUT DOUG REALLY NEEDS ME
AT THE STORE.
- [sighs]
CAN'T HE FIND SOMEONE ELSE?
- NO, HE CAN'T.
WHAT ABOUT TOMORROW NIGHT?
- OKAY, I'LL CALL YOU TOMORROW.
- NOW THAT YOU'RE
ON YOUR OWN
ON YOUR OWN
ON YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN,
YOUR OWN
- THE PLEASURE'S ALL MINE.
SO DO YOU WANT TO JOIN ME
FOR A DIP?
[light tapping]
SORRY.
- HEY.
- I DIDN'T MEAN TO SCARE YOU.
- YOU ALMOST SCARED ME.
- I'LL GO IF YOU WANT.
- NO, UM...
NO, I WAS KIDDING.
- ARE YOU SURE?
- I'M SURE I LOCKED UP.
- I'VE GOT KEYS, REMEMBER?
WHAT'S THAT?
[laughs softly]
IT'S ME, ISN'T IT?
IT'S REALLY GOOD.
I USED TO STUDY ART TOO.
- ACTUALLY, I'M--
I'M NOT STUDYING ART.
ARCHITECTURE.
- THOUGH YOU'RE
QUITE THE ARTIST.
I CAN TELL.
I NEVER FINISHED MY DEGREE.
I GOT KICKED OUT.
FOR BEING A NAUGHTY GIRL.
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN NAUGHTY?
- I'VE HAD MY MOMENTS.
- I THINK YOU SHOULD FINISH
YOUR SKETCH, JULIAN.
BUT I THINK YOU NEED
TO INCLUDE THE REST.
HOW DO YOU WANT ME?
- UH--THERE--THERE'S---
THERE'S JUST FINE.
- [laughs softly]
I LIKE YOU, JULIAN.
YOU'RE SO MUCH LIKE ME.
- I SHOULDN'T.
I SHOULDN'T DO THIS.
- I WANT YOU TO MAKE LOVE TO ME.
I'M SO HAPPY I FOUND YOU.
- YEAH.
- DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME?
- HMM?
- YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME.
- DID I?
- MM-HMM.
[girl screams]
[eerie dramatic music]
HOW DO YOU WANT ME?
[eerie zapping noise]
[slow piano music]
- ANNA?
- WHY SHOULD I KEEP HOPING
IF YOU'RE...
- YOU STILL HERE?
- WHO TOOK AWAY
THIS CHANCE I GAVE
WHY SHOULD I KEEP HOPING
IF YOU'RE
IF YOU'RE LOST
THEN YOU TAKE AWAY
- MAN.
- NO, I WON'T BE 'ROUND
NO MORE
YOU KNOW THE SCORE
YOU TAKE AWAY
- I GOT YOU SOMETHING.
- WHAT IS IT?
- IT'S A SURPRISE.
SAID I'D MAKE IT UP TO YOU.
- CRAZY
I WILL BE CRAZY
CRAZY
CRAZY FOR YOU
- UGH.
[ceramic shatters]
GREAT!
[sighs]
[doorbell dings]
GIVE ME A BREAK.
- HEY.
WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME
LAST NIGHT?
- I'M SORRY.
I WAS JUST...
I WAS JUST BUSY.
- YEAH, I BET YOU WERE,
WITH STUDIES AND TRAINING.
HOW'S IT ALL GOING?
- AS USUAL.
NEED TO DO MORE.
- SO WERE YOU GOING
TO LET ME IN?
- YEAH, SORRY.
- [laughs]
YOU ALL RIGHT?
- YEAH, I'M JUST...
I'M DEAD TIRED.
- OKAY.
DID YOU FINISH
YOUR ASSIGNMENT?
- NOT YET.
- SO TOMORROW NIGHT'S
THE FINALS.
YOU MUST BE PRETTY EXCITED.
HUH?
- SHIT.
I HAVEN'T PUT DINNER ON.
[mid-tempo rock music]
- A BIT LOUD, ISN'T IT?
- I NEED THE MUSIC
WHEN I COOK.
[music quiets]
HEY.
- SO...
WHO'S THIS GIRL?
- SAY WHAT?
- LOGAN TOLD ME YOU ME SOME HOT CHICK.
- [scoffs]
LOGAN.
IT'S NOTHING.
IT'S NO ONE.
OWNER'S NIECE.
DECIDED TO DROP BY FOR A SWIM.
THAT'S ALL.
I LOVE YOU.
- I LOVE YOU TOO.
SORRY.
I GOT TO PEE.
[rock music gets louder]
MILLION-DOLLAR HOUSE.
[clanking and water gurgling]
[toilet running]
JULIAN, IF THIS IS A JOKE,
YOU'RE NOT FUNNY.
JULIAN.
[rapping on door]
JULIAN.
JULIAN, OPEN THE DOOR!
JULIAN!
GOD.
[toilet flushing]
JULIAN.
[water gurgling]
AH, JULIAN, NO!
AH!
UGH.
OH, YUCK.
JULIAN!
- CLARE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
HEY, HEY, HEY.
IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY.
- DON'T TOUCH ME!
JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!
- WHAT ARE YOU--
CLARE.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
- I'M OUT OF HERE.
- ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WAN TO TAKE A SHOWER?
- NO, THANKS.
- BUT...
I'VE COOKED DINNER.
- SCREW DINNER.
- JEEZ, CLARE, DON'T YOU THINK
YOU'RE OVERREACTING JUST A BIT?
- NO, I'M NOT.
THANKS FOR BEING SO CARING.
- I GOT YOU THAT BRACELET.
- I JUST WANT TO GO HOME, OKAY?
- ANNA!
CLARE.
[car alarm beeps]
I'M SORRY.
[engine starts]
- AND I SHED MY SOUL
FEEL IT KNEELING DOWN
I'M CLUTCHING MY FAITH
PULL IT TIGHTLY ROUND
YOU'RE MOVING YOUR MOUTH
BUT YOU DON'T MAKE A SOUND
- JULIAN?
- CLARE.
- SORRY TO DISAPPOINT.
- IT'S OKAY.
- IS THIS A BAD TIME?
- YEAH.
KIND OF.
- HEY.
COME HERE.
COME HERE.
I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU.
I MISSED YOU.
- I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.
- I ALREADY KNOW.
- YOU KNOW?
- I SAW HER LEAVE.
DOES SHE MAKE YOU FEEL
THE WAY I MAKE YOU FEEL?
- I'M AFRAID THIS IS WRONG.
WAIT, WAIT.
THIS IS WRONG.
I HARDLY KNOW A THING ABOUT YOU.
- YOU'VE ALREADY MADE LOVE
TO ME ONCE.
- WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
WHAT DO YOU DO?
- WHAT IF I DON'T WAN TO TELL YOU?
THIS IS POINTLESS, JULIAN.
THIS IS OUR SECRET.
I WON'T TELL.
I PROMISE.
TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME.
- I LOVE YOU.
[birds screeching]
[eerie sounds]
[woman screaming]
[eerie atmospheric sounds]
[gentle piano music]
SHIT.
[eerie atmospheric music]
ANNA?
IT'S NOT FUNNY.
[eerie music]
ANNA?
ANNA?
[intensifying high-pitch tone]
[touch-tones beeping]
- HI, IT'S CLARE.
I'M BUSY RIGHT NOW, BUT IF YOU'D
LIKE TO LEAVE A MESSAGE,
WAIT FOR THE BEEP.
- CLARE, LISTEN,
I NEED TO TALK TO YOU.
I'M SORRY ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
[sighs]
JUST CALL ME, OKAY?
[loud pounding]
- HEY, JULES.
- HEY, GUYS.
- YOU DON'T LOOK SO GOOD, MATE.
- YOU STILL BOGGED DOWN
WITH YOUR ASSIGNMENT?
- NO, NO, IT'S, UH...
IT'S NOT THAT.
- I KNOW WHAT IT IS.
HE'S BEEN UP ALL NIGHT,
JERKING OFF
OVER THAT HOTTIE, HUH?
HOW IS SHE?
- HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN CLARE YET?
- NO.
SHE HASN'T SHOWN.
- LOVE IS CRUEL, HEY?
- CLARE NEEDS A CARING,
MATURE GUY.
LIKE ME.
[laughter]
- YOU READY FOR THIS ARVO?
- HUH?
- YOUR FIGHT.
- UGH, DAMN IT.
[eerie music]
[eerie music]
[exhales]
[crowd cheering]
- I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ARSE,
PRETTY BOY.
- YEAH, SURE YOU WILL.
- FIGHTERS READY.
[shouting indistinctly]
SET POSITION.
HA!
SHI-JAK!
[crowd cheering]
- [grunting]
- TELL ME YOU LOVE ME,
- FIRST WARNING: TRAVELING
OUTSIDE THE ALERT LINE.
SET POSITION.
- MAKES ME SO HORNY.
- OH!
- [groaning]
- COME ONE, JULES.
[cell phone ringing]
- UGH.
- YOU LIKE THAT?
- HEY, MOVE BACK.
SET POSITION.
- GET UP.
COME ON.
[crowd cheering]
- YEAH!
- NO!
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- WARNING.
SHI-JAK!
ONE, TWO, THREE,
FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN...
YOU'RE OUT.
[crowd cheering]
WINNER BY KNOCKOUT,
HONG!
[crowd cheering]
- WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG
WITH YOU?
- LOOK, I HAVEN'T BEEN SLEEPING,
AND I'M LOOKING AFTER
THIS HOUSE, AND...
- YOU'VE BEEN DRINKING!
- NO.
NO, I HAVEN'T.
- I WAS WARNED
ABOUT TAKING YOU ON.
GOT KICKED OFF THE U.S. TEAM
FOR UNDERAGE DRINKING.
- HEY, I'M SORRY!
- SORRY?
SORRY ISN'T ENOUGH.
I'VE WASTED THE LAST SIX MONTHS
OF MY LIFE TRAINING YOU,
AND THIS IS THE WAY
YOU REPAY ME?
- HEY, SETTLE DOWN, MATE.
- NOT ONE MORE WORD.
GET YOURSELF A NEW COACH.
- DON'T WORRY ABOUT HIM.
- I LOST FOCUS.
I SCREWED UP.
- NO, YOU DID YOUR BEST, MATE.
- YOU SCORED SOME GOOD POINTS.
- HEY, GUYS, JUST...
LEAVE ME ALONE.
CLARE?
- [sniffling]
- CLARE,
WHAT'S WRONG?
- [crying] I GOT YOUR EMAILS.
- EMAILS, WHA--HEY.
HEY, WHY ARE YOU CRYING?
- DON'T.
IT'S OVER, JULIAN.
OKAY?
IT'S OVER.
- HEY, CLARE,
I SAID I WAS SORRY.
- NO, I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT,
OKAY?
YOU CAN HAVE THIS.
REALLY HOPE SHE'S WORTH IT.
- HEY, HEY.
CLARE, LOOK AT ME.
LOOK AT ME.
SHE DOESN'T--
SHE DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING TO ME.
- DON'T.
JULIAN, IT'S OVER.
YOU CHEATED ON ME.
- CLARE.
- GO TO HELL!
[door shuts]
[eerie atmospheric music]
- ANNA?
[creepy whispering sound]
AH, CRAP!
[phone ringing]
HELLO?
- JULIAN, IT'S HARRY.
HOW'S THE HOUSE?
- IT'S FINE.
UH...
NOTHING'S DAMAGED.
NO SIGN OF YOUR CAT.
- UGH, STUPID ANIMAL.
- I MET YOUR NIECE.
- SORRY, WHAT WAS THAT?
- YOUR NIECE,
SHE DROPPED BY FOR A SWIM.
- THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
I JUST SPOKE TO HER.
SHE'S VISITING KELLY'S MOTHER
IN SYDNEY.
HELLO?
YOU STILL THERE?
- BUT SHE'S GOT KEYS
TO THE HOUSE.
- JULIAN, APART FROM ME,
YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WITH KEYS.
WHO THE HELL
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- SHE SAID HER NAME IS ANNA.
- ANNA.
HOW DARE YOU?
YOU THINK THAT'S FUNNY?
[click and dial tone]
- WHY'D YOU DO IT?
- WHAT?
- THE EMAIL.
- EMAIL?
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
YOU KNOW EXACTLY
WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
- NO, I DON'T.
- WHO ARE YOU?
- [laughing] WHAT?
- EXACTLY WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
- HEY, COME HERE.
- GET OFF ME.
YOU SAID YOU WERE THE NIECE.
- NO, I DIDN'T.
- YES, YOU DID.
WHEN I MET YOU,
YOU SAID YOU WERE THE NIECE.
- I NEVER SAID THAT.
- HI, YOU MUST BE THE NIECE.
- YOU MUST BE THE HOUSE SITTER.
- AH, ANNA.
YOU'RE IN THAT PHOTO.
WHY DOESN'T HARRY KNOW YOU?
- HE KNOWS ME.
I'M HIS DAUGHTER.
- WHY WAS HARRY SO PISSED
WHEN I MENTIONED YOUR NAME?
- WE'VE GOT ISSUES.
[sighs]
I DON'T GET ALONG WITH HIS WIFE.
- KELLY'S NOT YOUR MOTHER?
- NO.
HE LEFT MY MOTHER FOR HER.
SHE HATES ME.
THAT'S WHY I DON'T LIVE HERE
ANYMORE.
- I NEED TO KNOW THE TRUTH.
DID YOU SEND AN EMAIL
TO MY GIRLFRIEND?
- NO.
- TELL ME THE TRUTH.
DID YOU SEND AN EMAIL
TO MY GIRLFRIEND?
- NO.
- YOU...
- WHY DO YOU GUYS
ALWAYS DO THIS?
THESE HORRIBLE ACCUSATIONS?
- ANNA, YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE
WHO COULD HAVE SENT THE EMAIL.
- PLEASE, JULIAN.
PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME.
- YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE
WHO COULD HAVE SENT IT!
- YOU EITHER WANT ME OR NOT.
[creepy whispering sounds]
[eerie music]
[light footsteps]
[eerie music]
- [started gasps]
HEY, WHAT ARE YOU--
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- HAVE YOU
MADE UP YOUR MIND YET?
- LOOK, I CA--
I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE.
- DON'T YOU LOVE ME?
- I'M WITH CLARE.
NOT YOU.
- YOU TOLD ME
THAT YOU LOVED ME.
- 'CAUSE YOU ASKED ME TO.
- YOU MEANT IT.
- YOU JUST DON'T GET IT, DO YOU?
- COME HERE.
- HEY, STOP IT.
- PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!
DON'T LEAVE ME, PLEASE.
PLEASE, PLEASE,
I'LL DO ANYTHING.
- ANNA, GET OFF ME.
- I'LL DO ANYTHING!
I'LL CUT MYSELF FOR YOU.
- WHAT SORT OF SCREWED-UP THING
IS THAT?
GET OUT!
COME ON.
- PLEASE, JULIAN.
- GET OFF ME.
- PLEASE...
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU.
- ANNA.
ANNA!
ANNA.
THIS WHOLE THING...
WAS A BAD MOVE, OKAY?
OKAY?
- MAKING LOVE TO ME
WAS A BAD MOVE?
NO.
- IT WAS.
- NO.
- YEAH.
- NO.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- NO!
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
[eerie music]
GO!
LEAVE!
OKAY?
IT'S OVER.
LEAVE!
- NO!
- GET OUT OF HERE!
[eerie music]
- IT'S OVER
WHEN I SAY IT'S OVER.
IT'S OVER WHEN I SAY IT'S OVER.
IT'S OVER WHEN I SAY IT'S OVER!
[door slams]
YOU MUST BE...
THE NIECE.
[crying] YOU MUST BE
THE HOUSE SITTER.
I DIDN'T SEE YOU COME IN.
[sobbing]
I'VE GOT KEYS.
HARRY DIDN'T MENTION YOUR NAME.
[sobbing]
I'M ANNA.
I'M ANNA.
[gentle piano music]
- WHERE'S MY ASSIGNMENT?
BITCH!
PROFESSOR!
PROFESSOR.
- OH, YOU LOOK TERRIBLE.
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, YOUNG MAN?
I FINISHED IT.
THE 252 ASSIGNMENT.
- WELL, HAND IT OVER.
- THING IS...
I LOST IT.
- YOU LOST IT?
- YEAH.
I JUST--I CAN'T FIND IT.
- IT WAS DUE AN HOUR AGO.
EVERYONE ELSE SUBMITTED ON TIME.
THERE CAN BE NO EXCEPTIONS.
- PLEASE, PLEASE, PROFESSOR.
I CAN'T FAIL THIS.
I'M ON A STUDENT VISA.
- I'M SORRY, JULIAN.
- PROFESSOR, I--
[cell phone ringing]
- YEAH.
- I'VE JUST HAD A CALL
FROM A VERY IRATE CUSTOMER.
- HARRY, RIGHT?
- SWEETIE,
I'VE SMOOTHED THINGS OVER,
BUT IN THE FUTURE, CAN YOU
PLEASE JUST--A LITTLE RESTRAINT?
- I GOT TO GO.
- IF HE WAS STUPID ENOUGH
TO DO IT IN AN EMAIL,
DO YOU REALLY WAN TO BE WITH HIM?
- NO.
HOW CAN YOU FORGIVE THAT?
- HERE HE IS.
- CLARE?
CAN I TALK TO YOU
FOR TWO MINUTES?
IN PRIVATE?
- JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, JULIAN.
- YEAH, COME ON, JULES.
- CLARE, LOOK AT ME.
- JUST DROP IT.
- PLEASE, CLARE, PLEASE.
CLARE.
JUST FOR TWO MINUTES, CLARE.
COME ON--
GET OFF ME!
YOU HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH!
[sighs]
- HI, MATE.
YOU SETTLING IN OKAY?
- HEY.
CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?
YOU KNOW MUCH ABOUT HARRY?
- YEAH, HE AND KELLY
HAVE HAD IT TOUGH
THE LAST COUPLE OF MONTHS.
WHAT?
THEY DIDN'T TELL YOU?
A GIRL DIED.
YEAH, SHE BROKE INTO THE HOUSE,
LOOKING FOR MONEY OR SOMETHING.
- NAH, I MEAN, WITH ALL
THE SECURITY AND, UH...
- SHE HAD KEYS.
AND A KNIFE.
SHE THREATENED KELLY WITH IT,
AND HARRY CHASED HER.
SHE FELL DOWN THE STAIRS.
BROKE HER NECK.
[eerie music]
- WHAT THE HELL?
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
- HI, YOU'VE CALLED HARRY.
I'M CURRENTLY ON HOLIDAYS.
PLEASE, LEAVE A MESSAGE.
[phone beeps]
- YOU LOOK PRETTY GOOD
FOR A DEAD GIRL.
HOW'S THIS SCAM
SUPPOSED TO WORK?
- SCAM?
- YOU'RE NOT DEAD.
- MY BODY IS DEAD
BUT NOT MY SPIRIT.
- [laughs]
SEE...
JUST DOESN'T MAKE...
ANY SENSE.
I CAN TOUCH YOU.
I CAN...
FEEL YOU.
WE HAD SEX.
- MADE LOVE.
IN DREAMS, ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN.
[suspenseful music]
- I'M YOURS, JULIAN.
FOREVER.
YOU STILL LOVE ME!
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN, FOREVER?
- I NEED YOU TO CROSS OVER.
I NEED YOU TO KILL YOURSELF
TO BE WITH ME.
- THIS IS A DREAM.
HOW CAN I KILL MYSELF?
- DON'T YOU KNOW?
IF YOU DIE IN DREAMS,
YOU DIE FOR REAL.
- I NEED TO THINK ABOUT THIS.
- NEED AN ANSWER NOW, JULIAN.
- AH--I NEED TO--
I NEED TO...THINK ABOUT THIS.
- YOU TOLD ME
THAT YOU LOVED ME!
- I DON'T LOVE YOU!
- THIS IS MY HOUSE!
I SET THE RULES HERE!
TELL ME YOU LOVE ME, JULIAN!
- NEVER!
NEVER!
UGH!
UGH.
[loud thud]
UGH!
[grunting]
- YOUR MINE NOW, JULIAN,
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.
- NO.
- DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME, JULIAN?
- YES.
YES, I DO.
- YOU DON'T SEEM TO MEAN IT.
- OH.
GOD, I--
I DO.
I REALLY DO.
- GIVE ME YOUR HAND.
GOOD.
- [whimpering]
- CUT YOURSELF.
PROVE YOUR LOVE TO ME.
- I ALREADY TOLD YOU.
I LOVE...
- PROVE IT!
- I...
CAN'T!
- IF YOU CAN'T...
THEN I WILL!
- AH!
THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING.
AH!
- YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME.
- DID I?
[door opens]
UGH!
COME ON!
[loud bang]
[door slams]
[touch-tones beeping]
[line trilling]
- CLARE, CLARE.
- JULES?
JULES, I'M DRIVING.
- CLARE, I--
[dial tone]
[phone beeps]
[touch-tones beeping]
[out-of-service tone]
[rapid beeping]
LET ME OUT OF HERE!
- UGH!
DON'T WORRY.
IT WON'T HURT.
- GUGH!
- [laughing]
- [grunting]
- [laughing]
- UGH!
- JULIAN, JUST WAIT!
YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME, JULIAN.
- DO YOU REALLY WANT TO DO THIS?
- I STILL LOVE HIM, LOGAN.
- ERGH!
[doorbell dings]
- I HATE THIS HOUSE.
[eerie music]
[knocking]
- COME ON, HE'S NOT HERE.
LET'S JUST GO.
- NO, HE'S HERE.
[knocking]
[loud pounding]
- JESUS.
- JULIAN?
[pounding]
[knocking]
- WES!
JULIAN!
- SHE CAN'T SAVE YOU, JULIAN.
- JULIAN!
- SHE DOESN'T LOVE YOU.
[pounding]
- JULIAN!
- NOT LIKE I LOVE YOU.
[rattling noise]
- JULIAN?
- JULIAN!
[pounding]
[suspenseful music]
- GET ME OUT OF HERE!
- MATE, I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING.
- JULIAN!
JULIAN!
[pounding]
- STAND BACK.
OW!
- WHY ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME,
JULIAN?
- JULIAN!
[pounding]
- JULIAN!
THE TRUCK!
PHIL!
- [whispering] GOTCHA.
[glass shatters]
- WHOA, WHOA, STAY BACK!
STAY BACK!
[loud bang]
[banging]
- JULIAN!
[loud bang]
- COME ON, WES!
[loud bang]
[loud bang]
[loud bang]
[loud bang]
- ERR-YAH!
- COME ON, WES!
[loud bang]
COME ON, MATE!
- [growling]
- JULIAN!
- CLARE!
CLARE, I LOVE YOU!
- WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?
- I'LL NEVER LOVE YOU.
- HOLD ON, JULIAN!
- AH!
[loud crash]
- JULIAN.
- [laughing softly]
- JULIAN.
OH, MY GOD.
[whimpering] OH, JULIAN.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
JULIAN.
[heavy breathing]
[electronic beeping]
- WELCOME BACK, JULIAN.
- HOW LONG
HAVE I BEEN ASLEEP FOR?
- ASLEEP?
YOU'VE BEEN IN A COMA.
- A COMA?
- YES, BUT YOU'RE OKAY NOW.
IS THERE ANYONE
YOU'D LIKE TO SEE?
- MY GIRLFRIEND.
I WANT TO SEE MY GIRLFRIEND.
- SURE, SURE.
WHAT'S HER NAME?
- CLARE.
- [distorted voice]
WRONG ANSWER, JULIAN.
[electronic beeping]
[steady beep]
[woman crying]
- HE'S GOT NO PULSE.
- HE'S DEAD.
[steady beep]
- YOUR MINE NOW, JULIAN.
FOREVER.
[alt-rock guitar music]
- WELL, LEAVE ME A LIGHT
BUT NOT THE ONE
IN YOUR HEAD
TURN ME AROUND
I CAN SEE YOU
I'M BURNING TO BE
WHAT'S IN FRONT OF ME
I'M CARRYING
I CARRY ON
- AND DON'T WORRY ABOUT CLARE.
I'LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER TOO.
- LEAVE ME ALONE
BUT NOT WITH MYSELF
I PULL OFF HER WINGS
AND SHE LIES
STILL I'M TRYING TO HIDE
WHAT I CAN'T SEE
I'M CARRYING
I CARRY ON
[heavy metal guitar break]
YOU'RE BRINGING ME DOWN
'CAUSE YOU'RE BRINGING ME UP
TO A PLACE I CAN NO LONGER
HANG FROM
THIS PLACE IS TOO REAL
AND THIS FACE IS A LIE
IT'S A LIE FROM A TRUTH
I CAN'T HIDE FROM
LEAVE ME OUT
BUT DON'T LET ME GO
I'M FADING AWAY
I'M JADED
HELP TO FEEL,
MAKE IT MY OWN
I'M CARRYING
I CARRY ON
LEAVE IT TO CHANCE
I'LL REDEFINE PAIN
I FLOAT IN THE FACE
OF A HURRICANE
I'M WATCHING THE WEATHER
I'M CARRYING
I CARRY ON
YOU'RE BRINGING ME DOWN
'CAUSE YOU'RE BRINGING ME UP
TO A PLACE I CAN NO LONGER
HANG FROM
THIS PLACE IS TOO REAL
AND THIS FACE IS A LIE
IT'S A LIE FROM A TRUTH
I CAN'T HIDE FROM
YOU'RE BRINGING ME DOWN
'CAUSE YOU'RE BRINGING ME UP
TO A PLACE I CAN NO LONGER
HANG FROM
THIS IS PLACE IS TOO REAL
AND THIS FACE IS A LIE
IT'S A LIE FROM A TRUTH
I CAN'T HIDE FROM
NO LIES
NO LIES
YOU'RE BRINGING ME DOWN
'CAUSE YOU'RE BRINGING ME UP
TO A PLACE I CAN NO LONGER
HANG FROM
THIS PLACE IS TOO REAL
AND THIS FACE IS A LIE
IT'S A LIE FROM A TRUTH
I CAN'T HIDE FROM
NO LIES
NO LIES
NO LIES
NO LIES