( wind blowing )
( horns honking )
- Thank you.
- Take care.
Have a nice trip.
( horns honking )
Hi.
High-test, please.
- Fill it?
- Yeah.
How far is Parkhill Lane
from here?
It's about a half-mile
down the road.
Man:
You got it? All right.
Aw, you missed.
Playing it safe, huh?
Are you ready for this one?
Man: Aw, missed.
You're not gonna tell me you got that.
- Man #2: It's good. Go ahead.
- Oh, man.
Man #2: You don't even know
how to play the game.
Man: There it is.
I have to show you everything.
Woman:
Feels good to stretch my legs.
I've been driving
for three straight hours.
You came to a nice place.
I've rented a summer house here
right by the edge of the river.
Never even
seen it before.
- Bet you're gonna like it here.
- I intend to.
In fact, I bet you're gonna like it
so well you stay year round.
Oh no.
Just for the summer.
Yeah?
Man: You're gonna be
owing me your life's savings?
I'll tell you what,
I'll let you go first this time.
- ( grunts )
- I got the game.
That'll be $5.20.
Man:
Come on, let's play another game.
- All right?
- AII right.
- Start all over.
- No pushing. Fair game, okay?
- Okay, five and 20.
- Thanks.
( engine starts )
- Have a nice summer.
- I will. You too.
Okay.
( birds chirping )
( bicycle bell ringing )
( knocking on door )
( knocking continues )
Your order, ma'am.
Hi. I thought you'd never
find the place.
I've been here before.
- Oh yeah?
- Yep.
I delivered to the tenant
here Iast summer.
I know this whole area
like them squirrels here.
How much do I owe you?
$1 1.25.
Where I come from,
people aren't that enthusiastic
about their place.
Where's that?
New York City?
Mm-hmm.
- You come from an evil place.
- You don't say.
Here's a tip
from an evil New Yorker.
I never got a tip
like that before.
- What's your name?
- Matthew Lucas.
- What's yours?
- Jennifer.
You can call me Jenny.
Hi, Jenny.
Do you live here alone?
All alone
with Mary Selby.
Mary?
Mary-- is she in there?
Mary's right here.
She's a fictional name.
She's the Ieading character
in a story I'm going to write here.
- Oh, are you a writer?
- Mm-hmm.
And you're gonna write
a book here?
My first novel.
I've written
many short stories.
You must be famous.
What's your last name?
Hills. It's okay
if you've never heard of me.
All my stories were published
in women's magazines.
I don't read 'em.
- Here.
- Thanks.
You got a boyfriend?
I have many boyfriends.
- Could I be your friend?
- Sure.
Any time you need me,
you just call me
and I'll be here super fast.
( laughs )
( clacking )
- Bye.
- Bye, Matthew.
( bicycle bell ringing )
Watch out!
- Hey, look who's coming.
- ( chuckles )
( bicycle bell ringing )
Hey, guys.
There's a new chick on the Housatonic.
Yeah, she stopped here
this morning.
I saw her tits.
I really did.
- Shit.
- Yeah?
Do you guys wanna go
to the movies?
I've seen what's playing twice.
- Bowling?
- Yeah, boring.
Do you have anything
better to offer?
Come on.
Come on, let's go.
What do you wanna do
Saturday night?
Shit, what is it?
Goddamn different.
Want to get some beer?
I've probably got $3.
( chatter fades )
- ( insects buzzing )
- ( playing notes )
Whoo! I got another one.
I got another one.
Shut up, will you?
You're gonna scare 'em away.
- You're gonna scare 'em away.
- Bring the pail, Matthew.
Where the fuck is Matthew?
He's taking a shit.
You feeling good,
Matthew baby?
- Yeah.
- Almost like a fucking sensation, eh?
He can't tell the difference.
Stop it.
I can't finish like that.
You know,
sometimes I look at these
gorgeous-looking chicks,
I mean, the ones that look
like real knockouts--
sexy and all--
and I wonder--
I wonder if they
gotta take a shit too.
Hey, all women shit.
Women are full of shit.
Matthew:
Not my mother.
- My sister is.
- Oh man, cut out the shit talk.
I got another one.
I got another one. Yo!
Stanley, can I have one fish?
God damn it, Matthew,
can't you just shit quietly?
Don't yell at me, Stanley.
I don't like when people yell
at me for no reason at all.
Scoop some and stuff it
in your mouth.
Matthew:
You're very rude, Stanley.
( mocking )
"You're very rude, Stanley."
Sounds like a fucking virgin.
He is.
Yeah, but he's not
gonna stay one for long.
We're gonna fix him up
with a broad.
Hey, Matthew,
what do you say?
You're interrupting
my concentration.
A broad, Matthew, a broad.
- Broads don't turn him on.
- Matthew: Yes, they do.
But not all broads.
Only the special ones.
What's a special broad,
Matthew?
Miss Hills.
Miss Hills is special.
Who in the fuck is he talking--
Miss Hills?
He means that broad
from New York.
Aw, he got a peek at her tits
and already she's special.
Matthew: She's special.
She also gave me a dollar for a tip.
New York broads
are all loaded, Matthew.
Yeah, they fuck around a lot.
One day I'm gonna go to New York
and fuck all the broads there.
I'm gonna do the same
in California.
Why California?
Sunset Strip is just swarming
with chicks looking
to get Iaid.
He wants to go to Hollywood
and become another movie star.
Another Robert Redford.
There's only one Robert Redford.
Did I say I wanna be
Robert Redford?
Hey, Greenwich Village is where
you want to go, man.
I mean, chicks come
from all over the country
and they go to the Village
for one reason.
And that's to get laid.
( birds chirping )
Jennifer's voice:
"Chapter 8-- page one.
Finally,
after weeks of self-doubt
and much deliberation,
she embarked
on a temporary
Ieave of absence
from everything...
that...
that..."
- ( boat motor humming )
- "...formed
the fabric
of her life--
the big city...
her job, her friends--"
( man whistles )
Whoo!
Hello there!
- Hey!
- Hey, hello!
Hiya there.
"Her hectic
daily schedule,
restless days
and sleepless nights..."
( boat approaching )
( typing )
( man whistling )
( whistles )
( man shouting )
( man shouts )
( whistles )
( crickets chirping )
( floor creaking )
( whooping )
Go left! Go left!
( whooping continues )
( Jennifer grunts )
What are you guys doing?
Hold it, Stanley.
( whooping )
Look what we got here.
Jennifer:
Stop it, you jerk!
You maniacs!
Bastards!
Jennifer:
Bastards!
Stop it!
- ( whooping )
- Stop it!
Bastards!
Look at her!
Whoo! Come on!
( Jennifer gasping )
Andy, watch your head.
- Whoo! Look at this ass.
- Come on, baby.
Come this way.
Whoa!
She's a wild one.
Over here, come here.
Ooh, I'm in love.
Aw, pretty lady,
let me help you up.
( Jennifer screams )
We got her now!
- ( men whooping )
- ( panting )
- Bastards!
- Whoa!
( whooping )
( shrieks )
( grunting )
( laughs )
Hey, Andy, Stanley, come here.
- Stop it!
- Grab her arm.
Stop it!
The broad's all yours.
Come on.
( gasping )
Come on!
Not now.
Not now.
Fucking asshole,
we got her for you, come on!
I can't do it now!
Not now!
God damn it, don't stand there
Iike a prick. Get over here.
- I can't.
- Come on!
Okay, fucking asshole,
just grab her Ieg.
( whimpering )
Faster faster. Come on.
Here, hold it tight.
- Stop it!
- Okay, relax, damn it.
- Keep quiet, fucking broad.
- Stop it!
- Stop it!
- Move over.
Relax, damn it.
- ( grunting )
- ( screaming )
( grunting )
( moans )
( gasps )
- Yeah! ( moans )
- ( panting )
Mmm.
( laughs )
( whimpering )
- Come on.
- No!
( Jennifer crying )
Come on, you fucking ass.
Move it! Come on, get her!
- I don't want to! Stop it!
- Go on, go! Go!
- I don't want to, no!
- Chicken shit!
You wanna be a man,
don't you?
Oh God!
Bastards!
- Don't miss your chance, Matthew.
- Do it, Matthew, come on.
This is your chance.
You'll never regret it.
- Don't blow it.
- Whoo, Matthew! Yeah!
- Come on, do it.
- She's waiting there for you, boy.
Oh, that chicken
is running scared.
Fucking Matthew.
You're gonna die a virgin.
( sobbing )
( harmonica playing )
( harmonica continues )
( harmonica continues )
( man snorts )
( blows nose )
No.
Whoo!
( screams )
( Jennifer whimpering )
No!
Come on, Matthew,
move your fucking ass.
Jennifer: No!
No!
( screaming )
- ( grunting )
- ( wailing )
( panting )
( laughs )
( zipper zips )
( groaning )
( gasping, groaning )
Come on, Matthew,
don't waste time.
Johnny.
( gasping )
( dial tone )
( ringing )
- Man: Hello, this is--
- ( screams )
( whimpering )
Ow!
Fucking damn it!
( sobbing )
Damn it!
God damn it!
Shit!
Hey.
( snaps fingers )
Hey!
- ( screaming )
- Stanley: Shit!
Shit! Tramp!
Bitch!
Stanley:
Hey, Matthew!
Bravo!
- Come on, tiger!
- Don't miss your chance, Matthew!
Try it, Matthew.
It'll be good, you'll see.
- It's now or never, Matthew.
- Move!
- No!
- Come on, Matthew. Try it, baby!
Go on, show us
what you can do.
Hey, Matthew's going to do it.
He's going to do it.
Go go go go go!
- Go, Matthew!
- Yeah!
- ( laughing, cheering )
- All right!
The lover!
Come on! Whoo!
Come on, hey!
- Hey, Matthew!
- Whoa!
- Striptease, baby!
- Come on!
Little Matthew!
( shouting )
Aw, check out those shorts.
Whoo!
- ( laughing )
- Love it!
( chuckles )
( hums fight song )
( cheering )
Get on there, Matt.
Get on her!
( grunting )
Whoo! All right!
Come on, killer.
( Iaughing )
Take off your fucking glasses,
Matthew.
He can't see
without his fucking glasses.
- Really.
- ( laughing )
( panting )
( laughs )
See-saw, Margery Daw,
fucking for the fans.
I can't come.
I can't come.
You're interrupting
my concentration.
Hey, what's the matter,
Matthew baby, huh?
I can't.
I can't, not when
people are watching me.
Awww!
Poor baby!
He Iikes
to shit and fuck in total privacy.
( laughing )
I'm sorry.
I can't finish like that.
Aw shit, you can't
finish any way.
- That's not fair.
- Fucking impotent.
He comes.
He comes when he jerks off.
That's not fair.
Hey, listen to this,
you guys.
What? What?
"Finally
after weeks of self-doubt
and much deliberation,
she embarked on a temporary
leave of absence
from everything
that formed the fabric
of her life."
( laughing )
"Her hectic daily schedule..."
Oh, hectic.
( laughing )
"...restless days,
- sleepless nights..."
- Aww.
She's definitely sleeping.
"...the men who made love
to her."
The men who made love to her.
I said the men who made love
to her!
Yeah, love!
"For once,
she had to be alone."
Shh. Shh.
"Recluse."
Recluse.
"Untouched."
( laughs )
Untouched.
- Untouched!
- Untouched.
Well, now you said it, Stan.
New York broads fuck a lot.
Hey, fucking A, man.
( sighs )
No!
I'm hurt.
Please, I'm hurt.
I'll do it to you
with my hand.
You'll like it.
You'II see.
Total submission.
That's what I like
in a woman.
Total submission.
( screaming )
Suck it, bitch.
I said you're gonna suck it.
Suck it or you're gonna die.
Suck it!
Come on, get on with it.
Let's go.
Stanley:
Bitch, you little whore!
- ( punches landing )
- Johnny: Okay okay okay.
- Let's split.
- Come on, Stanley.
- Hey, shut up. Let her suck it!
- Hey, come on, Stanley.
You're wasting time.
She lies like a fucking mannequin,
you bitch!
You wanted total submission,
you got it.
Hey, shut up, stupid.
Give me a second!
Okay okay.
Hey hey, come on!
Come on! Okay, enough, let's go.
Let's split.
Shit, man, wait a minute.
We can't Iet her go.
We just can't let her go.
- Go where?
- Go, man, go!
Matthew, I want you
to go back and do her, okay?
It's real easy.
Why are we doing this?
We got what we wanted.
Come on, asshole.
If she's dead,
she can't point a finger at us.
Why me? Why me?
I didn't even come.
Because I want you
to do it, God damn it, that's why.
No.
Well, let me tell you something:
Don't you ever fucking
come back around here again.
You hear me?
Fucking asshole.
Dumb turkey.
( Matthew crying )
Shit.
Come here, Matthew.
Come here.
Come on.
Hey, listen. There's gonna be
a bunch more broads, huh?
You'll come next time.
Come here.
Come on.
Come on.
Hey, we won't let you out
on any of them, huh?
We should choose a lottery.
Matthew, I don't have time
to fuck around. Now come on.
Hey.
We're depending on you, okay?
I've done it
a lot of times, okay?
You got to get used to it.
Pick it up.
Come on.
I'll show you how.
Come on.
Take it like this.
So you're gonna have it
Iike this.
Just stab her
once nice and deep in the heart.
Okay?
It'll all be over with.
It's real easy.
- Over here?
- No no no.
Over here.
Right between the ribs.
Okay?
So the knife is like that.
Once deep
to the heart, all right?
Come on now.
We're depending on you.
- You won't leave without me?
- We'll stay right here.
- You'll stay here?
- We're gonna stay here, Matthew.
- Don't go.
- Come on.
Don't leave me.
- Don't leave me.
- Matthew, we don't have all day.
Matthew, come on, go.
Don't leave me.
( steps creaking )
( panting )
( sobbing )
( panting )
All right. Okay.
Johnny:
Matthew!
Matthew!
( whimpering )
( panting )
( stammers )
Here.
Here, give me that.
Good boy, Matthew.
( sobbing )
( whimpers )
( crying )
( insects buzzing )
( birds chirping )
( water sloshes )
( blows )
Chocolate sundae
for me, Suzy.
Hot fudge, nuts,
cherry on top?
( Matthew humming )
( stops humming )
Man, the town is
too peaceful lately.
I don't hear
any exciting news.
Mrs. Gate is getting a divorce.
She told me. She said she's
gonna have to cut down on my tips.
( exhales )
What else is new, Matthew?
Nothing.
That's the latest.
Have you guys been riding
by her place Iately?
I suggested it to Stan.
He refused.
It might be a trap.
They might suspect us.
Since criminals always return
to the scene of the crime.
They might be there
waiting for us.
What fucking idiots
you guys are.
It's been two weeks, man.
Two 90 deg weeks.
You know what two weeks
like that does to a dead body?
The body will decompose.
Yeah, and it will poison the air
with a stench, Matthew,
that can be smelled for hundreds
and hundreds of yards around,
a stench that's a hell of a lot worse
than your fucking shit.
Tell me, Matthew,
where did you stab her?
- Here. Where you told me to.
- How deep?
Deep, real deep.
This deep.
Maybe she's really dead.
Maybe she crawled into somewhere
before she collapsed and died, huh?
It could be.
Maybe she went to the basement
where there's no air.
I stabbed her.
I did.
There was blood all over.
I had to jump over
the puddles.
Here you are.
Thanks.
Go on, Matthew.
Have your ice cream.
I don't want it anymore.
You better have it.
'Cause I want you to stay cool.
I'm gonna send you
on a mission, Matthew,
a very important mission.
I can't. I can't!
I can't stand to look
at dead people.
Ask me anything,
but not that.
You killed one yourself!
Man, you are really gonna
fuck us up with your loud mouth.
Hey, Stanley.
Come on, Stanley.
Hey, the beer's on me, huh?
Come on, gimme a smile.
One of your handsome
ladykiller smiles.
Thattababy.
You and Stanley...
( sighs )
are gonna go.
In the Marines
we call it reconnaissance.
Okay?
You come back
with me to the station, okay?
All right.
- Fucking idiot! God damn you!
- ( whimpering )
No no no no!
- Prick. Prick!
- Son of a bitch!
Fucking asshole.
- Jerk!
- My glasses. My glasses!
- Where did my glasses--
- What a piece of cowshit.
Fucking idiot!
Take your fucking glasses.
Fuck! Bastard!
Fucking ass!
Get the fuck out of here!
- Go on, get out of here!
- Dumb shit!
( horn honks )
- Prick!
- If I ever see you here again,
- I'm gonna bust your ass.
- Little bastard!
Goddamn imbecile.
( panting )
( church organ playing )
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
- Daddy!
- Daddy!
Johnny: Hey!
Daddy, tell him to give me back
my dollar. He stole my dollar.
- Boy: I didn't. He's lying.
- Johnny: Hey! Hey hey!
Yahooooo!
Girl: Daddy, tell him
to give me back my dollar.
- I didn't steal her dollar.
- Come on, kids, cut it out.
Girl:
I'm gonna get you.
- Johnny: Hi, honey.
- Woman: Hi.
They've been fighting Iike this
since they came home from school.
Johnny: Come on, stop it, kids.
I'II give you another dollar.
- So stop chasing him.
- Dad, tell her to stop.
I'll tell you what:
Daddy's gonna close the place down
and we'II all go fishing.
- Boy: Yeah yeah.
- Girl: I hate fishing. It's boring.
Woman:
Supermarket.
This is the house on Parkhill Lane.
I'd Iike to order some items.
Give me your order, ma'am.
Hey, Matthew, get this to the house
on Parkhill Lane.
( panting )
( hums )
( whimpers )
( sawing )
( wheels clacking )
You came superfast, Matthew.
( gasps )
( panting )
( rustling )
Jennifer:
Here, Matthew.
( gasps )
Matthew, over here.
I hate you!
I hate you!
What have I done to you,
Matthew?
You brought nothing
but bad luck with you.
Bad luck!
I have no friends now
because of you.
Why, Matthew?
Why because of me?
I was chosen to kill you
and I didn't.
You will this time, Matthew.
You will.
Just relax.
I'm sorry I have to do this.
I'm also sorry for what I did
to you with them.
It wasn't my idea.
I have no friends in town.
I thought we were friends.
Remember?
You asked me?
You're here only for the summer.
What am I to do the rest
of the year?
I could have given you
a summer to remember
for the rest of your life.
( breathing heavily )
( whimpering )
( gasping )
( moaning )
( rope creaking )
( gagging )
- ( choking )
- ( grunting )
( gags )
( panting )
( Jennifer sighs )
( branch creaking )
( Jennifer grunts )
( ringing )
Woman:
Supermarket.
This is the house
on Parkhill Lane.
An hour ago I ordered a few things
and nobody's come to deliver.
Woman: Sorry for the delay, ma'am.
I'II check on it.
Thank you.
( hangs up )
( car approaches )
Gas station is closed, ma'am.
Sunday we only open half-day.
Come tomorrow.
I knew you were
gonna like it here.
( chuckles )
Well?
Oh, you want me to open
the door for you.
Okay.
Stay where you are.
( laughs )
You're kidding.
Take off your clothes.
You don't have to force me.
I'll do it to you voluntarily.
( gun cocks )
Your clothes.
I don't like women
giving me orders.
( gunshot )
Shit!
All right, look.
All right,
but you're after the wrong man.
Look, I was conned
into this whole thing.
Stanley, the dark-haired guy,
the man is a sex maniac.
The pants.
Now on your knees.
Don't.
Please don't.
( gun cocks )
Look, you can't do this to me.
I got a family.
Jennifer:
A nice-looking wife,
two beautiful kids.
And you don't care?
No guilty conscience?
Come on, this thing with you is
a thing that any man would have done.
You coax a man
into doing it to you,
and a man gets the message fast.
Now look, whether he's married
or not, a man is just a man.
Hey, first thing,
you come into the gas station
and you expose your damn
sexy legs to me,
walking back and forth real slow,
making sure I see 'em good.
And then Matthew delivers
the food to your door.
Come on, he sees half your tits
peeking out at him.
Tits with no bra.
And then,
you're lying in the canoe
in your bikini,
just waiting
Iike bait.
Come on,
I'll give you a hot bath.
How old are your children?
Let's see, the girl is 10,
and the boy,
he's nine already.
How do you know
about my wife and kids?
I wanted you the other day.
I came by your place.
They were there.
You love your children?
Sure I do.
And your wife?
Do you love your wife?
She's okay.
You get used to a wife
after a while, you know?
I don't want to talk
about my family.
Okay.
How are your friends?
What friends?
- Your friends.
- You mean those guys?
Shit.
They're not my friends.
You know, they hang
on me Iike Ieeches.
Fucking goofing off
all the time.
I really despise people
that don't work.
Get into trouble
too easily, you know?
Matthew works.
He's okay.
Matthew is a half idiot.
Hey, you know they called me
yesterday from the supermarket
asking if I've seen him.
Disappeared since yesterday.
T ook off with his bike somewhere.
Nobody knows where
or why.
( sighs )
( laughs )
Ah, yeah.
Oh.
Oh yeah.
You got great hands.
Oh, God bless your hands.
He's a very touchy boy,
this Matthew.
He's very sensitive.
We had a little fight
with him yesterday.
Scared the shit out of him.
He'll come back.
He'll never come back.
Yeah, he will.
He'II cool off.
He's cooling off, all right.
At the bottom of the river.
What? You think he
committed suicide or something?
No, I killed him.
( laughs )
No you didn't.
Yes I did.
I choked him
to death with a rope.
Come on, you did not.
I did.
You've got one fantastic
sense of humor.
I let Matthew kiss and have me
before I killed him.
And you know what?
Mmm?
He came.
He actually came.
You've got a weird,
weird sense of humor.
Do l?
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
Johnny:
Oh yes! Oh, that's great.
Oh yeah.
You've got great hands.
God bless your hands.
Oh yeah, that's fantastic.
( moans )
Oh yes yes.
How sweet.
How sweet.
Oh, that's great.
That is great.
( grunts )
That's so sweet
it's painful.
Oh God.
Oh my God.
Shit. Oh Jesus.
Oh Jesus!
Oh shit.
Look what she's done to me!
Oh God!
Oh shit!
Oh Jesus.
Oh God.
Oh God!
Look what she's done to me!
Oh shit!
( Johnny sobbing )
Mother.
( Johnny groans )
- ( glass shatters )
- ( Johnny screams )
( sobbing )
Mother.
Oh my Lord.
( grunting )
Oh no!
Oh God!
I can't stop the bleeding!
Oh God!
( banging )
( screaming continues )
Somebody help me!
( opera playing )
- ( banging continuing )
- Oh Jesus, no!
Stop. Stop it. Oh no.
Stop it, yes yes.
Oh, it won't stop bleeding.
It won't stop bleeding!
It won't stop.
It won't stop.
No! Oh!
( banging )
Let me out of here!
- ( rocking chair creaking )
- ( opera continues )
( banging stops )
( squeaking )
My husband fucking never
disappears on me.
He's not that kind of a man.
He's loyal to me.
He's a good father
and a good husband.
Fucking bums.
Why do you hang out
here all the time?
Huh?
Where is he?
Get out of here!
Get out.
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Get the fuck out of here.
Fucking bums.
I'll break your goddamn heads
if you come back here again.
( branches creaking )
( boat approaching )
( motor shuts off )
- ( gasps )
- I scared you, didn't l?
- Huh?
- Not a bit.
Where's your friend?
He stayed back in town.
I'm glad.
It's you I wanted.
- Bitch!
- ( engine starts )
Fucking slut.
Hey, what do you
think you're doing?
( gasping )
Stanley:
Andy! Andy!
Andy!
( screams )
Andy, help me!
Andy!
( screaming )
Help! Help!
Andy, help me!
Get her! Get her!
Do something!
( Stanley gasping )
Murderer!
Murderer!
Fucking bitch!
I'm gonna kill you.
You slut!
Leave him alone!
I'm gonna tear you up!
I'm gonna get you!
( screams )
( coughs )
I'm coming, Stanley!
( motor shuts off )
- ( coughing )
- Andy: Come on!
Turn around.
Lean on my arm.
( motor starts )
Whoa!
No no, Andy!
Don't leave me.
Help!
Don't fucking leave me!
( grunts, coughs )
( screams )
Help me.
Stanley:
Please. Please.
I don't wanna die.
Please.
Come on.
Please, help me.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
( motor shuts off )
It wasn't my idea.
I didn't want to do it to you.
I'm sorry.
I really am.
It was Johnny.
Johnny talked me into it.
Johnny made me do it.
I didn't wanna do it.
He made me do it.
Suck it, bitch!
( engine starts )
( screaming )
- ( boat motor fading )
- ( water sloshing )