Dark Side Of Night (2025) Movie Script
(film projector clattering)
(soft dramatic music)
(tense music)
(match striking)
(crickets chirping)
(tense music continues)
(Iris panting)
(footsteps tapping)
(birds chirping)
[Richard] And what did you see?
I saw a man standing behind a car
with a gun in his hand and a ski mask on.
And was the vehicle this
man was standing behind
the same make and model as
the defendant's vehicle?
Yes, that is correct.
(tense music)
(crickets chirping)
(cigarette sizzling)
(gloves rustling)
(door beeping)
(door banging)
(cigarettes pattering)
(bag crinkling)
(trunk clicking)
(mask rustling)
(tense music continues)
(engine humming)
(engine rumbling)
(rope rustling)
(gun clattering)
(trunk slamming)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
(window scraping)
(rope rustling)
(feet tapping)
(door clicks and creaks)
(suspenseful music continues)
(heart thumping)
(door creaking)
(switch clicking)
(gun clattering)
(hand rubbing)
(gun clattering)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door scraping)
(door clicking)
(door thudding)
(gun clacking)
(cap twisting)
(Scott sighs and gulps)
(gun clattering)
Ah!
(bat whacking)
(gun clattering)
(bat whacking)
(glass shattering)
(foot thudding)
(bat clattering)
(suspenseful music continues)
Ah!
(Sally gasping)
(grunts) Come here! Come here!
(Sally choking)
(eyeball squishing)
Ah!
Ah! Uh!
(Sally gasping)
(gun clacking)
(Sally whimpering)
(switch clicking)
(gasps) Scott?
You son of a bitch!
Goodnight, Sally.
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!
(stenotype clicking)
So full of rage and hate for Sally
that he fired that gun
until it would fire no more.
But as you can see,
now before she was able to
inflict a little damage upon him.
The courts failed Sally.
We failed Sally because he stalked her
and he shot her until she was dead.
Until (exhales) he was positive
that she would breathe no more.
Now, (sniffs) the defense has painted you
a picture full of coincidences.
Coincidences, however, that point
to only one person,
the defendant.
We have DNA evidence of his blood
inside the house, on Sally's body,
and more importantly,
underneath her fingernails.
She fought him.
She fought for her life.
We have DNA evidence
and the rope that he left behind,
that we've proven that he purchased
a week prior to murdering Sally.
(stenotype clicking)
Evidence, evidence, evidence
of this crime for which you
can only find one verdict.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
(soft dramatic music)
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
have you reached your verdict?
Yes, Your Honor, we have.
(folder rustling)
Thank you.
(folder rustling)
Will the defendant please rise?
(folder rustling)
"The State Versus Scott Isaac Newman.
Verdict, count one.
We the jury duly impaneled
and sworn in the above
entitled action upon our
oath to find the defendant
as to count one, first
degree murder, guilty.
(crowd chattering)
(handcuffs clacking)
(phone ringing)
(gavel banging)
(receiver clacking)
State Attorney Richard
Nightingale's office.
How can I help you?
Yeah, let me see what
his schedule is like.
There was never a doubt. (Laughs)
[Jackie] Oh, Dawn's on the phone, sir.
She's been trying to get a hold of you.
- Who?
- Dawn, your wife.
Oh, yeah. Just tell
her I'll call her back.
- Okay.
- And we're still on
for lunch Monday. Right?
- You know I am.
Great.
(soft dramatic music)
(Aaron exhales and scoffs)
Oh, man.
I don't understand why he
just doesn't divorce her.
Well, I bet he wished he had now.
He was trying to collect on
that big insurance policy.
Yeah, but he traded life term
policy for a life sentence.
Yes, he did.
(bottle tapping)
(sighs) How long you
been in law, Richard?
Well, long enough to know
it takes more than evidence.
Performance.
- "Performance?"
Yep.
See, you educate the jury with evidence,
but you engage them with performance,
then the only thing the
jury's missing is the popcorn.
Cheers.
- Looking to forward
your career or win an award?
Oh, I'll accept the
award. I don't like lose.
(both gulping)
Another?
- No, no.
Please, sit down.
(drink trickling)
(Richard sighing)
Richard, I've been a district
attorney for a long time
and I have never had a
more successful prosecutor.
There's an opening I want you to consider.
- "An opening?"
- Darcy's retiring.
I want you to be my deputy chief.
Well, I guess this is a
celebration on two counts then.
Ah, what about Simon though?
He's not gonna be too happy.
If that guy worked half
as much as he complains,
he'd only have to complain
half as much as he works.
(laughs) That's a good one.
(phone buzzing)
Ah, I'm sorry Aaron.
Ah, I'm gonna have to take
this call, if you'd excuse me.
[Aaron] Sure.
- I'll consider it.
- Hmm.
(exhales) We good for the weekend?
Good. Nope.
Won't be a problem.
That was the agreement.
(tense music)
(Richard exhaling)
(phone beeping)
Any calls, Jackie?
[Jackie] Just your wife.
Don? Okay.
Yeah, no problem.
(door clicking)
Mm-hmm.
Hmm. Okay.
Yep. Gotta go, bye.
Hang on, Iris. Where you going?
- Out.
- Come back here.
Oh my God, Mom. Don't
go all extra on me.
I only took a couple.
I don't care about the grapes, Iris.
- Okay. What then?
- Well, I just talked
to your father and he won his case today,
and he wants to celebrate.
Oh, okay. What do I care?
Well, I thought that
maybe, ah, you might wanna...
Spill the tea, Mom.
Ah, what are you saying?
[Iris] What do you want?
Oh, well he wants to go to the cabin
and I want you to come with us.
Okay. So then just chill without me.
It's important to your father, Iris.
(sighs) Okay, why would I
wanna hang out with you two OPs
and then listen to Pop rag on you
about your drinking all weekend?
Besides, I planned staying with the squad.
I thought you liked going to the cabin.
Yeah, yeah, I liked going
when I was like eight.
I'll buy you that
COACH purse you wanted.
(footsteps thudding)
Okay. Now that hits different.
Let me process that and I'll let you know.
(sighs) Don't stay up too late. Okay?
We're leaving early.
(soft dramatic music)
(door clicks and thuds)
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
All right, all right. I think that's it.
You ready?
(luggage rolling)
What you forget something? What?
Yes.
Thank you.
- (sighs) Don't thank me.
Thank COACH.
- Who's coach?
- Nevermind.
- Well?
- Well what?
I thought it was a weekend
trip for your mom and I.
It, it it was, but I told
her she can come with us.
Look, Pop, if you want me to hang here,
it's totally fine with me, all good.
Iris, get in the car, get
in the car, get in the car.
(Dawn exhaling)
Really, Dawn?
Yeah, if she doesn't go, I don't go.
- Okay, hop in the car.
- Okay.
Let's, let's just go. (Sighs)
(luggage clattering)
(door clicks)
(Richard sighing)
(door bangs)
(Richard sighing)
You know what, girls? I forgot something.
I'll be right back.
You know, Pop didn't seem
very amped that I'm going.
Oh, you know, your father's just upset
'cause it wasn't his idea.
He likes to be in control.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
Hey, thought since
you were coming along,
we could go fishing.
Yeah? All right.
(gear clattering)
Yeah.
(trunk banging)
All right.
(door clicking)
(Richard sighing)
- What's that for?
- What's what for?
- The gun, Richard.
- Oh, liberals.
(exhales) I'm kidding.
Better to have it and not need it.
(sighs) Well, I prefer
we didn't have it at all.
Well, criminals remind me all the time
that we don't live in that world though.
God, I was hoping we weren't gonna like
talk about politics all the way there.
(bright rock music)
(engine humming)
(Dawn exhaling)
(engine humming)
[Richard] Our little,
humble abode, ladies.
- Thank you.
- Yep.
(Richard sighing)
(Dawn sighing)
All right.
(chuckles) She is more
and more like you every day.
Me? She's your daughter.
She's acting like she
doesn't wanna be here.
(keys jangling)
Not like you didn't either.
(bottle and glass tapping)
(bottle opener clattering)
[Dawn] So, did he have a set of keys?
[Richard] Ah, no, he broke in.
Well, I'm confused 'cause on the news,
they said that she had two
restraining orders against him.
Uh, you know the news doesn't always
give you the whole story.
Somebody really wants to get you,
there's not much that's gonna stop 'em.
When that happens, nothing
applies until somebody dies.
- Oh, that is tragic.
- Yeah, it is.
But the case resulted in
a promotion for me, so.
Hey, honey, grab a chair. Sit with us.
- Hey.
- Oh, wow.
You're drinking again.
- Oh, why do you care?
Uh, okay. Don't get all salty with me.
You're the one with the mood.
Ladies, let's just keep it calm, please.
Okay, whatever. I'm gonna crash.
We're still on for
fishing tomorrow, right?
Um, yeah, sure.
See you manana.
- Manana.
- Good night.
[Iris] Mm-hmm.
What's gotten into her lately?
Again, she's just like you.
What are you talking
about? She snapped at me.
(scoffs) Okay.
Oh, what? Didn't ask you
what you're drinking, did she?
No.
- I'm drinking tea, Dawn.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Besides you're doing the same thing.
(swallows) The same what?
Snapping at me.
Okay, I'm done.
- Goodnight.
- Mm-hmm.
(birds chirping)
- Ready to go?
- Yeah.
Let me just get some water.
Oh, already got it in the ice test.
- Where's Mom?
- Still sleeping.
More like hungover. (Chuckles)
(door clicking)
(Richard sighing)
(rod clattering)
(door thudding)
(soft dramatic music)
- Are we taking the car?
No, silly. The lake's
just right down the hill.
(both chuckling)
(ducks squawking)
(reel rattling)
(lure splashing)
(insects chittering)
It's been a minute since we did this.
Hmm. "A minute?"
Seems like years.
Hard to get you and your mom out here.
Mom's never been down with the woods.
She gets lost just walking the hill.
(chuckles) Yeah, she does.
(Iris chuckling)
I was beginning to think that I'd never
get you out here again, though.
You know, I cherish these moments.
Well, I'm not your little girl anymore.
(sighs) No, I suppose not.
You know, I didn't even think
you wanted me here, anyways.
Guilty as charged.
I just thought that your mom and I
could use a little weekend time alone,
but turns out she wanted us
together as a family, so.
(chuckles) You two are so much alike.
I'm nothing like her.
(soft dramatic music)
You know, you'll have
better luck catching a fish
than getting service on the boat, so.
(Iris exhaling)
You know, whatever. I'm done.
All right. Uh, Iris,
where are you going?
To the cabin.
What, what about the ice chest?
Just dump it, Pop. I'm
sure you can handle it.
- Uh. (Sighs)
- Geez.
(Richard sighing)
Iris, hey, put the, ah,
poles and the tackle box
in the car so we don't
forget 'em tomorrow, please.
(Iris sighing)
And get the ice chest too.
Why can't you do it?
(door clicking)
(birds chirping)
Dawn?
(breathes uneasily) There you are.
(scoffs) Ah, yeah.
Where else would I be?
(Richard breathing uneasily)
I don't know, maybe, I thought
you might have gone for a walk.
Why would I do that?
You know how I feel about the woods.
Where's Iris?
- She's...
(door slamming)
Drinking again or have you sobered up?
Richard, say something.
What do you want me
to do? She's not wrong.
You have a problem.
(book slamming)
- Screw you, Richard.
The only reason I came
on the trip this weekend
was to have some family time.
(chair creaking)
And has that happened? No.
We haven't spent five minutes
in the same room together!
(slurps) Hmm.
So glad I came.
(soft dramatic music)
(glass shattering)
(Dawn exhaling)
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
(engine humming)
(gun clacking)
You got yours?
Ah, Porter, what, what
are we stopping for?
We walk from here.
Port, Porter, you mean out there?
(chuckles) Well we're
not gonna walk in here.
You mean, we just gonna leave a car here?
- Mm-hmm.
- What if someone finds it
and traces it to us?
- Ain't gonna happen.
I rented this car and I used a fake ID.
That don't even look like you.
Ah, close enough.
(Garrett sighing)
Besides, those places
are always so damn busy
trying to up sell you on insurance,
they don't pay attention
to half the shit they're doing anyway.
Come on, let's go.
(doors click and thud)
(tense music)
(crickets chirping)
(fingers tapping)
(Richard sighing)
Shoes on the couch?
- Yeah, I'm cold.
- Hmm.
That makes sense.
The rest of you isn't much warmer.
What?
You know what? (Exhales)
I think I figured it out.
I figured out why you
and Iris don't get along.
- Can't wait to hear it.
- Yeah.
You can't even stay sober long enough
to have a coherent conversation.
(Dawn laughing)
Oh, that's hilarious, isn't it?
- Yes.
- Oh, that's funny.
- Yes, it is funny.
- Yeah, laugh it up.
Because you can talk to her, right?
- Mm-hmm.
- Because you're home
long enough to what, oh, say hello.
Yeah, the way I remembered, I was there
for the both of you when you needed me.
When you had no one.
- Oh my gosh.
You are my hero. (Scoffs)
I'm not doing this with you all weekend.
- Good.
- Have another drink.
- Will do.
- Yeah.
(suspenseful music)
- Someone's here.
You expecting someone?
No, is Iris upstairs?
(knock on door)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door clicking)
Uh, can I help you?
Yes, you can. Back up.
Back up. Sit down.
Come on, sit down.
(door slamming)
Here. Tie her up.
Let's go.
(glass tapping)
No, no, no. Put her hands behind her back.
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Let's go.
(drawer scraping)
(gun clattering)
(tense music continues)
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Put the gun down.
Well, another guest
has arrived at the party.
What are you gonna do?
(Iris breathing heavily)
Unless you wanna end up
on the other side of hell,
you better drop that freaking gun now.
And if I don't?
(breathes uneasily) Well
then, I guess you're not clear
on the uptake, I'm done. (Gasps)
You're gonna be if you don't drop it.
(Dawn and Iris breathing heavily)
Always cover your back door.
Garrett, take her in the other room.
No, Mom, no! (Whimpering)
What are you gonna do to her?
I ain't gonna do nothing with her.
My business is with you two.
(Iris and Dawn screaming)
- Hey!
- Sit down!
Sit down now. Sit down.
(tense music continues)
No, no!
(Aaron laughing)
(Iris gasping)
No, no!
- Ooh!
(body thudding)
(Aaron groaning)
What the hell are you doing?
This is not part of our plan.
Just I thought get a little
icing to go on the cake.
You're gonna do exactly
what we talked about doing,
otherwise you're gonna
screw this whole thing up.
Get, what are you doing?
Get down and untie me,
untie me! God! (Sobbing)
Now listen, some situations
can get seriously situated
beyond our control.
You understand me?
- All right, Porter.
I got it. Damn.
- Where's your gun?
- It's right here.
That's hers. Where's yours?
Right here.
(intense music)
Go, Iris! Go, Iris, go!
Iris, go! Go!
[Iris] Ah! (Breathes heavily)
Iris, go!
(all grunting)
Go! (Groans)
(gun blasting)
(blood spurting)
(body thudding)
(Iris whimpering)
Damn, you shot him.
(Iris breathing uneasily)
(gun scraping)
You killed him!
(Dawn whimpering)
(glass shards clattering)
(tense music)
(rope slicing)
(Dawn breathing heavily)
Go!
(both gasping)
- Mom, they, they killed Pop!
We gotta get outta here! Come on!
Go, go, go, go, quick!
She's gone.
(guns clattering)
Shit. They're gone.
(both breathing heavily)
Okay, come on. Get in the car.
(doorknobs clattering)
- Open it!
It's locked!
There they are!
(gun blasting)
(Iris screaming)
- Iris, wait!
Iris!
(Iris panting)
Iris!
- Get Mama!
(water splashing)
(gun blasting)
(Iris gasping)
(water bubbling)
Damn.
(Dawn panting)
(tense music continues)
(footsteps shuffling)
(Garrett sighing)
She in there.
What the hell are you
waiting for? Come on.
(water bubbling)
(Dawn breathing heavily)
(water sloshing)
Oh my God. Mom.
(water splashing)
(suspenseful music)
(insects chittering)
(Dawn panting)
(footsteps pattering)
Oh. Oh.
(Porter exhaling)
Porter, what's up?
Uh, it's my asthma acting up.
(inhaler hissing)
(Porter chuckling)
(chuckles) I thought
you was taking a dump.
Ah, yeah, very funny.
You know, we wouldn't even be in this mess
if you didn't get stupid.
What I got to do with your asthma?
Talking about the cabin.
You weren't so concerned
on licking the icing,
they'd be dead by now
and we wouldn't even be out here.
Then why don't we just leave?
Because I took the job
and we're gonna finish it.
(coyote howling)
What's that?
It's a coyote.
(chuckles) I wouldn't worry about them.
I think I'm gonna end up
biting you long before they do.
(Iris panting)
(wood snapping)
(Iris groaning)
Mom, help, help!
(Dawn gasping)
You hear that? Where'd that come from?
Somewhere back there.
Ow, ow, Mom!
Ow, ow! (Sobbing)
Oh my God! Ow!
Help, Mom! Mom, Mommy!
(Iris sobbing)
- You're okay.
All right. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- But you have to get me out.
- I, shh!
I don't want them to hear. Okay?
I got you, I got. Give me your hand.
- Ow, ow.
- Shh.
- Iris, get ready to push.
- Okay.
- Can you push a little bit?
- Mommy, I'm stuck! (Groans)
- Uh!
- Ow, come on!
Come on, help me! Help!
You have to get me outta here.
- Okay, okay, okay.
We'll do it this way.
Okay, push up, okay!
(Iris groaning)
- Shh, shh, shh, shh!
- Ow, ow!
(wood creaking)
- Your foot.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
- You're okay, okay.
- Ow, ow, ow.
Shh. Here, can you stand?
Ow, ow, ow. I can get...
- It's okay.
- Ow! (Sobbing)
- Iris, Iris, shh!
- Ow, ow.
Okay, come on. It's okay.
You know it would've been a lot easier
if you weren't drunk.
- I am not drink.
Uh! The last hour sobered me up.
You're okay, come on.
- Oh, ow!
Shh. Okay.
You're okay. You're okay.
(gun blasting)
(both gasping)
(intense music)
Go, go, go, go!
- Ow! (Groans)
- Come on, come on, Iris!
I can't! (Groaning)
(coyote howling)
(insects chittering)
(Porter breathing heavily)
(inhaler hissing)
- Yo, you good?
(exhales) Yeah, yeah. I'm good.
(exhales) Quiet.
(insects chittering)
Listen.
Something out there?
(gun clattering)
Yeah. Only the two that we're chasing.
(inhales and exhales)
I don't hear nothing.
Where, where do you think they at?
How the hell would I know?
I'm as lost as you are.
Come on.
- (groans) Ow, ow.
- You're okay.
Mom, I have to stop. I have to.
- We can't stop, Iris.
- No, no, no, I have to.
Ow, ow, ow, ow. I have to stop.
- Okay.
- (groans) Ow.
- Let me see.
- Oh my God, it hurts so bad.
I feel like it's broken.
(pants rustling)
(Iris breathing uneasily)
Ow. Ow.
Okay, I need to make a splint.
Can you get me like some
sticks or something?
- Yes, this is good.
- Thanks.
- Right here.
- Please.
Ouch! It's too big.
Here, here's one.
- Thank you.
Um...
This should work. Here.
But maybe this, we could
use this maybe to tie it
like around your leg,
if we, it's like soft.
It's pretty soft.
(shirt tearing)
What are you do...
- What?
- What are you doing?
Iris.
- I'm making a splint, what?
No, you need that to be warm.
Yeah, okay, if I have to choose between
not being able to walk and being cold,
I'm gonna choose to be cold.
(Sighs) Fine.
Want help?
- Yeah.
(shirt tearing)
- Okay, hold the sticks.
- Okay.
Tell me if it's too tight. Okay?
[Iris] Okay.
- Is that too tight?
- Ow, no, it's fine.
(bushes rustling)
(both gasping)
What was that?
Probably those guys who are after us.
Come on, let's see if this works.
I'll help you up. (Grunts)
- Ouch, ow.
- Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Up. Okay, you good?
Yeah. Okay, we have to keep going.
- Yeah.
- Wait, oh my God.
- What?
- I left my phone
at the cabin.
(Dawn sighing)
Do you have yours?
- No, Iris, I don't.
It wasn't a party when our
lives were on the line. Come on.
[Iris] Ow.
Oh. Oh.
You know, this location, it would work
a whole lot better if
it had a starting point.
(Garrett sighing)
Ah, crap.
I just lost signal again.
(owl hooting)
What's that?
It was an owl. Haven't you
ever been in the woods before?
I, I, I just...
I (mumbles), you never
been in the woods before?
Yeah, I mean, I mean, no!
You, you don't know what's out there.
Wildlife, you know?
Garrett, you've got a gun.
You're far more of a threat
to them than they are to you.
(stomach growling)
- What's that?
That was my stomach,
you idiot. I'm starving.
Come on.
Hey, Porter, wait up. (Sighs)
We need to find our
way back to the crib.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
- "The crib?"
- The cabin. (Sighs)
- Oh.
You know, I hate to say it,
but I think we're officially lost.
Oh.
(owl hooting)
- Everything looks the same.
- Yeah, well, I get lost
in the backyard, so no help.
(inhales) My God, I'm freezing.
I'll get you a fire somehow. Somehow.
Oh my God, look, look.
(fire crackling)
Mom, do you see that?
It's a fire. It's a campfire.
We're saved!
(Iris chuckling)
Hello? Hello?
Is anybody in there? Hello?
We need...
(tent rustling)
(Dawn sobbing)
What? What is it?
No one's in there. (Sobbing)
We're not gonna make it out of here!
Oh my God. Mom, come on.
You have to chill.
We are gonna make it out of here.
You can't talk like that.
This is someone's campfire. Okay?
And they're gonna come back.
We just have to wait for them.
- Okay.
- Okay?
Let's see if there's anything
we can find that we can use.
Come on.
- Okay.
(Dawn whimpering)
(suspenseful music)
- Oh my God, sick.
- What?
Look, what I found.
- Matches, oh.
- Yeah.
(portable campfire clattering)
- What is this?
I don't know.
Oh, it's a portable campfire. (Laughs)
I guess it's better to
have it and not need it.
Here, take this.
(bag rustling)
Take that.
Oh my God, could use some water.
Yeah, we could.
- But it's empty.
- Well, now it is.
(bottles rustling)
Here.
(gasps) Oh my God. Perfect.
Look.
- What?
(switch clicking)
Oh.
The light's on but no one's home.
Mm. Funny.
Keep looking. (Groans)
(fire crackling)
(hands rubbing)
(intense music)
(Dawn screaming)
- You hear that?
- Yeah.
Think they're following us?
Why would they be following us?
(suspenseful music)
[Porter] Are you coming with me?
(Garrett chewing)
(fire crackling)
What, what, what, what? (Gasps)
Oh, shit.
I think they found our camper.
(breathes heavily)
Yeah. Lights out for him.
(switch clicking)
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Come on. We have to
move. (Breathes heavily)
I have a feeling those
mother truckers were here
and I don't wanna be
here when they get back.
Get the bag, get the bag.
- Yeah.
(bag rustling)
[Iris] Let's go.
This way.
- No, this way.
(Iris groaning)
Go.
(suspenseful music continues)
(insects chittering)
I can't figure out
this damn map any better
than I could that stupid app.
I think we're gonna have to
wait till morning daylight
figure this out.
(Garrett chewing)
At least we got something
to eat back at the camp.
Yeah, with food in your mouth,
I don't have to worry about you whining
about something eating you.
(footsteps pattering)
[Iris] It doesn't make any sense.
How did they get to the
campsite before we did
if they're the ones chasing us?
I don't know. Maybe
we're walking in circles.
Really? Are you sure we haven't
scoped these trees before?
They look so different.
No. All that matters is
those two aren't scoping us.
(owl hooting)
Oh, God, do you see it?
(intense music)
- There's a house.
- What?
- Uh, look, look, look, look.
- What?
A house?
- Yes, lean forward a little.
Look. You see it?
- Do you think it's safe?
- I don't know.
It might be filled with like snakes
or worse, those two
guys trying to kill us.
And what's the difference?
They're both snakes.
Well, um, we need to find out.
Will you please go me?
- Me, what?
- Yes, please.
- Iris, shh, shh!
- Mom, I can barely walk.
What if I have to run?
- Okay, I understand that,
but I, I, I don't wanna get into it.
Would you please just,
please just check for us?
Geez. Throw me to the
wolves, why don't you? (Sighs)
Fine. Gimme that. (Scoffs)
- Thank you.
- (sighs) Whatever.
- Just be, shh, be quiet.
- I know.
(footsteps pattering)
(suspenseful music)
(rock clattering)
(owl hooting)
(footsteps pattering)
(both screaming)
Oh my God!
What are you doing?
- Shh, I'm sorry, I'm so...
I thought you were waiting over there?
I am so sorry. Okay?
I didn't, I got scared.
I didn't wanna be alone.
I'm sorry.
- Okay, yeah.
Join the crowd.
- I'm sorry, okay?
Sorry.
(Iris sighing)
Let's go.
(footsteps pattering)
(owl hooting)
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
(Iris breathing heavily)
(soft dramatic music)
God, what is it with
you? No one's in here.
Hello? Mom, did you hear me at all?
What?
Yeah, um, um, I just, um...
I, I think it'll be easier if
we, um, leave here at sunrise.
(Iris sighing)
Okay. It's freezing.
Gimme this.
- Oh, okay.
This can help.
Here.
(bag rustling)
(cap clacking)
(matches rattling)
(match striking)
I guess we didn't waste
money on the scouts. (Chuckles)
(chuckles) It's a match, Mom.
It's not like I'm banging
two sticks together.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Your father loved campfires.
(soft dramatic music continues)
- They killed him, Mom.
- Mm.
I watched them shoot him.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
(branches snapping)
(both gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(fire crackling)
Should we put this out?
It could be an animal.
It could be an animal.
And this will help us.
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Oh, thank God.
(coyote howling)
(Porter breathing heavily)
What's up?
(inhaler hissing)
(exhales) I ain't got no signal.
I think we need to find our
way up the top of this ridge.
If I could just find out
where we're at on this GPS,
I think I can get us outta here.
(sighs) What about the two after?
Ah, to hell with them. Let 'em rot.
(sighs) Besides, they're
probably as lost as we are
and we can catch up with them later.
(box rustling)
There. That's north.
I think we're right about here. Right?
Damn. There goes my battery.
(Garrett sighing)
All right, look,
it showed a building up here
on the other side of this ridge.
Not sure how far, but
if we could find that,
I think we'll rest up
there for the evening
and we'll make our way out in the morning.
(Garrett sighing)
(insects chittering)
(Iris groaning)
Is your other leg bothering you now?
No, it's my foot.
What are you doing?
I'm taking my shoes off.
Don't, Iris, you can't do that. No.
What? Why?
How am I gonna know if my
feet are blistered or not?
Because if we have to flee suddenly,
you're gonna want your shoes on.
(scoffs) Fine.
(Dawn sighing)
(shoe rustling)
(Iris inhale and exhales)
(insects chittering)
(Iris exhaling)
(coyote howling)
(Dawn exhaling)
How far back do you remember?
What do you mean?
I mean, what's your first memory?
We're on death's doorstep
and you wanna go down memory lane?
'Cause I'm afraid something
might happen to me and...
Wow. Nice to see where I rate.
Well, uh, of course I'm
concerned about you too, Iris.
(Iris scoffing)
(Dawn sighing)
There's just something I have to tell you.
Okay, spill the tea, Mom.
I'm not sure how.
Then why did you bring it up?
You know, normally if you tell a story,
you start at the beginning.
I was married before you were born.
Okay, yeah, that's usually how
it used to work for most people.
Not to Richard.
(soft dramatic music)
You weren't married to Pop?
Mm-mm.
To a man named Wagner. Ryan Wagner.
Okay. So what does
that have to do with me?
[Dawn] He died two
years after you were born.
Well, this man was my father?
Why would you never tell me that?
I am so sorry, Iris. I'm sorry.
Okay, so, so then how did
Pop even come into the picture?
Hmm?
(sniffs) Um, well, um,
(inhales and exhales) two
months later, (sniffs)
I met Richard and I just assumed
that he wouldn't wanna date a widow
with a, a young child.
Like we would be a burden or something.
And he was so, so good with you.
And I fell for him. And
he was in law school.
And he was (chuckles)
everything I thought I wanted
until he wasn't.
And I almost left him.
Why would you leave him?
Because he was abusive.
(soft dramatic music continues)
One night, he, um...
(sighs) Ah, anyway, I called the police
and, ah, they took him to jail.
And the next morning when
I picked him up, (sniffs)
I said, "If you ever hit
me again, I will kill you."
And he never hit me again.
I can't believe that. Pop
would never hurt anyone.
He wouldn't, he wouldn't
ever hurt anybody.
Oh, I just wanted you
to hear it from me in case
you had to have some random DNA test
or something in the future, I just...
Did Pop love me?
You mean Richard?
Oh honey, of course,
of course he does. Did.
(Dawn sighing)
Do you love me?
Iris, that's a silly question.
You know that I do.
Really? 'Cause you never say it.
(Dawn sniffing)
I think we should get some sleep.
(Iris exhaling)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(Dawn exhaling)
(Iris sniffing)
(Iris inhales and exhales)
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
(Porter breathing heavily)
- Thank God we found it, bro.
(Dawn gasping)
(Porter breathing heavily)
Whew. (Exhales)
Hey, I knew we'd find it.
At least now we know where we're at.
[Garrett] That was lucky as hell, man.
(breathes heavily) So, that's east.
That means that way's north.
All right, why don't we
take a look inside here
and see if there's anything
we can use. (Breathes heavily)
Hey, what's that?
I don't know. A deer.
Oh.
Hey, Garrett!
- Ow!
- Grab outside!
- Iris, Iris!
(Iris screaming)
(Dawn gasping)
No, no, please!
(Porter chuckling)
- No, no!
- You should have left.
(Dawn gasping)
Let me go, dammit! Let me go!
(body slamming)
Woo! (Chuckles)
Yeah, that was quite the
little reunion, missy.
(Iris spitting)
[Garrett] Should we
go after the other one?
No. Nope, no.
We're gonna wait right here.
Yeah, Mama Duck is going to come back
after her little chick
here sooner or later.
- Mm-hmm.
- We're just gonna keep
the nest warm. (Chuckles)
(Dawn gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(Dawn panting)
Iris. Iris.
Iris!
You know, this house ain't half bad.
Yeah. If you're living on the streets.
What's your house look like?
- I have many houses.
- Oh, really?
Wherever I lay my head.
Well, welcome home.
What are you laughing at?
Maybe Mama Duck isn't coming
back for you, after all. Huh.
Whack!
(both laughing)
You know, I don't know what
you guys think is so funny.
She managed to make you
both look like fools.
How about if I just
cut your damn tongue out?
You won't have anything to
say after that, now will ya?
(tense music)
(Dawn whimpering)
Mommy!
Mommy!
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Mommy!
(whimpers) No.
That was a long time
ago. (Breathes uneasily)
I can do this. I can do this.
I can, I can do this. (Whimpers)
(rocks scraping)
Yeah.
(rock clattering)
- What the hell was that?
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
What was that?
- Hell if I know.
Aint' nobody out there. (Exhales)
(rock clattering)
What the hell?
(Porter panting)
Dammit, show yourself!
(bag crinkling)
(suspenseful music continues)
Look at me.
(Iris gasping)
(Porter sighing)
Shit.
Dammit.
- What the hell's going on
out there, bro?
- I don't know what the hell's
going on out there!
But if this is little missy's mom,
I'm gonna bury that bitch.
Do you hear me? You're dead!
(suspenseful music)
(bag crinkling)
Hey, maybe it's Bigfoot.
- "Bigfoot?"
- Yeah.
I heard stories of Bigfoot
throwing rocks at people.
Man, will you just shut up
before I put my big foot up your ass?
(scoffs) Come on.
And maybe I'll just kill you
and then we won't have to
worry about it anymore.
(rock clattering)
Son of a bitch. You got this time, go.
(suspenseful music continues)
(bag crinkling)
(branch snapping)
Ah!
(stick whacking)
- Uh!
- Uh!
Ooh, oh!
(body thudding)
(intense music)
(Garret groaning)
Uh!
(Garret groaning)
(both groaning)
- Which way they go?
- How the hell should I know?
I can't see a damn thing!
Well, then I guess you
ain't no good to me anymore.
(gun blasting)
(blood spurting)
(intense music continues)
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
(gun clattering)
Hmm. Wildlife was never
your biggest threat.
Mom, please stop. Mom, stop, ow.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
- My leg hurts, ow.
- Oh, lemme see it.
(both breathing heavily)
Lemme see.
Oh (sighs). That does
not look good, Iris.
Oh, whatever. This
sprint isn't even working.
I'm sorry.
I don't think it's broken.
I can put weight on it.
It just fricking hurts. Oh, yeah.
Thanks for saving me
back there, by the way.
What are you talking about?
I did just save you back there.
I'm lucky I was alive by the
time you came back. (Sighs)
Wow, really? "Thanks Mom for saving me."
Wow. Come on.
(scoffs) Yeah, whatever.
Are you gonna sit
there all day? Come on.
[Iris] Oh my...(breathes heavily)
Are you coming or what?
(branch rustling)
- Ow, ouch!
- Are you okay?
- Yes.
(sighs) Ah. I'm fine. (Scoffs)
Oh, come on. Let's get
to the top of the ridge.
See where we are.
- Yeah, or how lost we are.
A little positivity might help.
Here. Do you want some help?
Yeah, I am positive.
Positive we're lost.
(Dawn sighing)
(Porter breathing heavily)
(crow cawing)
(excrement plopping)
Huh.
Even the damn birds hate me.
(soft dramatic music)
(insects chittering)
(both breathing uneasily)
It's beautiful.
Yeah, but I don't wanna
be buried here. So let's go.
(Dawn exhaling)
Mom, come on.
Please be careful. Here, take my hand.
Okay.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
(Porter breathing heavily)
(tense music)
Oh. (Groans)
(cloth rustling)
(panting) We need to find some water.
I wish you didn't toss those bottles.
Sorry. I 86d them when I needed the bag
for the rocks you were tossing.
[Dawn] What did you do with that bag?
I left it back there
after I knocked the bejesus
outta that mother trucker.
Well, we still need
to get some water. Ow!
Yeah, well, we're not
gonna find it up here.
You know, water flows downhill.
(bushes rustling)
(both gasping)
(birds chirping)
Besides, we can't drink dirty water.
If we drink it from the ground,
it's gonna make us sick.
And I don't mean sick like cool,
I mean sick like we're
puking our freaking guts out.
- Iris, look.
- What?
I think that's a fire tower. Come on.
- Wait, stop.
- What?
Mom, we can't just
like fly over the valley.
We need to go back down.
Yeah, let's go back down. Come on.
(Iris panting)
(soft dramatic music)
You okay?
- Mm-hmm.
This must be the road
to the tower. (Exhales)
Yeah, well, all roads lead to somewhere,
which is better than the
way we've been headed.
(both panting)
Iris, where are you going?
Stop. This way.
No, what are you do, I
think we should go down
so we can get outta the sticks.
Iris, the tower's up there.
We don't know how far
it is to go down there.
Yeah, but this is the way out.
But if someone's at the
tower, they can help us now.
"If someone's at the tower?" No.
Iris, we're going to the tower. Come on.
Oh my God.
(both breathing heavily)
What are we gonna do?
Keep walking until we get to the tower.
No, I know that. I mean, without Pop?
Iris, I can only deal with
one nightmare at a time. Okay?
(exhales) We'll figure
it out when we get there.
Let's just get there so we
don't end up killed as well.
(breathes heavily) I'm sorry.
Oh, Iris, is that it?
"Is that it?" Isn't that enough?
No, I mean that's the tower. That's it.
That's the tower! (Chuckles)
- Okay, you go, I'll catch up.
- Okay.
(bird shrieking)
(soft dramatic music)
What? No one's home.
I don't know. I haven't gone
up the steps yet to find out.
Well, I'm sure you don't
like expect me to do it.
- No, Iris.
- Okay, well, the only way
to find out is if you knock
and see if someone's there.
What? Are you afraid of heights now too?
I don't know.
I haven't been sober
long enough to find out.
Okay, come on, Mom.
You can do it, just go.
(exhales) Okay.
Come on, Mom. You got it.
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
(soft dramatic music)
- I can do it.
- You can do it.
You're almost there.
- I can do it.
Just a couple more. You're almost there.
(breathes heavily) Hello?
(Dawn knocking)
Hello? Is anybody up there?
Where's the...(groans)
(lock clattering)
Anybody up there? It's empty.
Yeah, of course it is.
I have an idea.
Since there's a fire,
maybe we should just,
just wait for the ranger.
You want us to wait here
like we waited at the cabin?
Not on your life.
Wait. (Breathes heavily)
Look, if you wanna wait, you wait.
I'm following the road back down.
That could be miles, Iris.
Yeah. I'll take miles
over minutes or hours.
Anything is better than
just waiting here to die.
You know, maybe if you
stay here long enough,
you can make s'mores.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Wait, I'm coming.
(soft dramatic music continues)
(insects chittering)
You know we wasted like
half a day hiking that tower.
Are you gonna beat me up
about that all day, Iris?
I'm sorry.
(Iris sighing)
(engine rumbling)
- There's a car, oh my God.
- Hey!
- Stop, wait!
- Stop, please, stop!
- Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- Stop, stop!
- Please, stop, please!
- Wait, wait!
Stop, stop, stop, please!
Please! (Breathes heavily)
(tense music)
(engine rumbling)
Mom, the car's coming.
Mom, Mom, look.
- What?
- The car's coming back.
- Oh my God!
- Wait, stop!
- Come back, come back.
- Stop, wait!
- Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- Please, please!
- Please, please, please!
- Please, please!
- Please, stop, please!
- Please!
- Please stop, stop, stop!
Stop, stop, stop, stop, please, stop!
Listen, two men are chasing us!
They're trying to kill us!
- What?
- And then they killed,
- What, what, what?
Doesn't matter, and then
they killed my husband!
And they came into our, and they killed...
- Hey, calm down, calm down.
- Okay, okay.
Okay? Okay?
Hey, it's a good thing
I found you. All right?
There's a forest fire over there.
Okay?
- Okay, I know.
(gun blasting)
(Dawn screaming)
(doorknob clattering)
(Dawn screaming)
(intense music)
Iris, run, run!
(Iris gasping)
(fists whacking)
Ah!
(body thudding)
(gun clattering)
(kick thudding)
- Oh!
(gun clattering)
Ah, ah!
(body thudding)
(suspenseful music)
Get up. Get up! (Breathes heavily)
(Iris panting)
(Iris screaming)
(body slamming)
What are you gonna
do? You gonna kill me?
[Iris] Mom, help!
(gun clattering)
- Oh!
(intense music)
Aw, hell.
(gun thudding)
(door clicking)
(seat belt clacking)
(body slamming)
(door creaks and bangs)
(gun tapping)
(engine rumbling)
(Iris groaning)
(water sloshing)
- Iris.
Iris, get up, get up,
get up, get up. Come on.
We have to keep going. Come on.
- No, Mom, I can't, I can't!
- Yes, you can!
- No!
- Yes, you can, Iris get up!
Ow, Mom, I really, I can't, stop.
I can't, I can't. I have to stop.
Get up. Iris, do not touch that water!
Do not drink that water!
- Stop!
- Stop it.
- Mom, I can't do it anymore.
Okay? I'm done, I'm done.
I can't do it anymore.
(both sobbing)
What difference does it make now? Right?
What difference does it
make it? We're going
Mom, stop it, stop it!
(hand slapping)
You just told me not to drink it. Stop.
Iris, we're doing this. Get up!
- No, Mom!
- Get up!
We're gonna die like that man did. Okay?
- No, we're gonna be,
- You know, right?
We're gonna be, stop.
We are not going to die.
Get up and walk with me.
Get up. Get up.
- Ow.
- Get up.
- Ow, ow, ow.
- It's okay.
- Mom, Mom, I need to sit.
- I know, I know.
- Seriously.
- No, no, no, no.
- Ow!
- There's a lot right,
it's over there, come on.
- Ow, ow.
- You can make it.
- Mom, I have to sit.
- You can sit, okay.
- Seriously, I have to.
One second. Just, here.
[Iris] (groans) Ow. (Breathes heavily)
Ow, ow.
- You okay?
Are you okay?
- Ow.
Yeah.
Yeah, we can take a minute. Okay?
Ready?
(inhales and exhales) Yeah.
(soft dramatic music)
- Oh, God.
Iris, I am so sorry
that I brought you here.
I know you didn't wanna come.
I, I made you and I'm so sorry.
(both sighing)
You know, I wish I could
say that that COACH purse
would've been worth it, but
(both chuckling)
I don't think I'll even live to see it.
Hey, we are going to
get out of here. Okay?
Don't ever say that again. Okay? (Sniffs)
Okay.
I...
(helicopter whirring)
[Iris] Wait, what's wrong?
I just, I...
(helicopter whirring continues)
I hear a helicopter. I hear
a heli, I see a helicopter!
Over here! Over here!
No! No! (Sobbing)
(soft dramatic music)
(sobbing) Iris.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
(helicopter whirring)
I'm so, ah, ah, ah! It's back!
Ah, over here! Ah-huh, ah!
Ah, over here! Stop!
Help us!
(helicopter whirring)
(gasps) Come on. They're landing!
- Mom!
- They're, they're landing!
(both gasping)
Oh my God! Wait, wait!
- Wait, help!
- Wait, wait!
- In the clearing.
- Got 'em.
(helicopter whirring)
(soft dramatic music continues)
Dispatch, we found the two females.
They're in a clearing just
north of Winter Creek.
[Dispatcher] Copy, emergency
transport, be waiting.
(helicopter whirring)
(Iris chuckling)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(door clicking)
(Iris sobbing)
- Is there anyone else?
- No, just us.
(both sobbing)
(seat belts clacking)
(door slamming)
(both sobbing)
- Oh my God!
(helicopter whirring)
(soft dramatic music continues)
[Reporter] A mother and
daughter were rescued today
after spending almost 24
hours in the wilderness
following a home invasion
which left husband
and father Richard Nightingale
critically injured.
All three are expected to survive.
Both female victims are
being treated for exposure,
dehydration, and exhaustion.
And the daughter for a
wound to the left leg.
Richard Nightingale was
able to alert authorities,
which led to an extensive
search in the mountains,
made more difficult due to the wildfire.
Two male suspects are still
at large at this time.
Fake news. The only one left.
(tense music)
(trunk beeps and clicks)
(bags crinkling)
(traffic whirring)
(trunk beeping)
(door clicking)
(keys jangling)
(door banging)
(engine humming)
(door clicking)
(door banging)
(window whirring)
(envelope crinkling)
Is that enough?
It's fine.
(envelope rustling)
Am I gonna be happy?
Oh, if it's what you were
expecting, probably not.
(suspenseful music)
(envelope rustling)
(Dawn sighing)
(photos rustling)
Um, I know where to find them, if I,
when I, when I need them, okay?
(window whirring)
Thank you.
(investigator knocking)
(window whirring)
One more thing.
(paper crinkling)
(tense music)
I'll let you know if I find anything else.
(paper crinkling)
(garage door clatters and whirs)
(engine humming)
(seat belt clacking)
(door clicking)
(keys jangling)
(Dawn sighing)
(trunk beeping)
(door banging)
(tense music)
(bags crinkling)
(Richard exhaling)
(bags crinkling)
(wrapper crinkling)
Where's the stuff?
(bottle cap clattering)
(Dawn sighing)
[Richard] Something bothering you?
No. People drop things all the time.
You were just kind of quiet today.
What's up with the police officers?
- "Police officers?"
- Yeah, why is there
only one left?
It's been three weeks, I
mean can't expect the police
to expend so many resources
just to one house.
That man is still out there.
What man is still out there? The popo?
Hey, Iris. Where are you going?
I'm going out to hang with the squad.
[Richard] Mm.
Oh yeah, Pop, how's your shoulder?
Ah, it'll work eventually.
Do you think that's a good idea?
What? That my shoulder's
gonna work eventually?
No, that she's going out tonight.
She'll be fine. The
guy's likely long gone.
Thanks, Pop. Back later.
Ah, take your mom's car, please.
(tense music)
Thanks.
You had better hope that
she comes back safely.
That a threat or an indictment?
(Richard sighing)
(Dawn breathing angrily)
(bottle scraping)
(cork popping)
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
(bottle tapping)
(bottle scraping)
(wine trickling)
(Dawn inhaling)
(bottle thudding)
(crickets chirping)
(sighs) How's your new case coming?
Since when have you been
interested in my cases?
I don't know.
I guess I'm just interested
in a lot of things lately.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Did you take the trash out?
- Huh?
- The trash, Richard.
Did you take it out?
- Ah, no, not yet,
but I'll get to it.
Could you please do
it now 'cause it smells?
Huh. You know what, Dawn, yeah.
I'll just stop what I'm doing. All right?
(scoffs) I don't know why it can't wait.
I don't smell anything. Jesus.
(footsteps thudding)
(crickets chirping)
(officer slurping)
(suspenseful music)
(knife slicing)
(officer gasping)
(intense music)
(knife rubbing)
(Richard sighing)
(door clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(doorbell ringing)
(Dawn sighing)
(suspenseful music)
Richard, is that you?
(Dawn gasps and sighs)
- Geez.
- Did you just ring
the front doorbell?
- No.
Yes I did.
- Oh, shit.
- All right, back up
away from the door.
Both of you.
- Back up, Dawn, back up.
Back up.
- Over there.
Sit down.
Where's little missy?
Who?
Don't gimme that
"who" shit, mother duck.
Your daughter. Where is she?
She's, she's not, she's not home.
You expect me to believe that?
Where is she?
(engine humming)
(engine rumbling)
Well, so I guess she's not here.
You weren't lying after all.
Surprising for a lawyer.
(breathes uneasily) How
did you know he was a lawyer?
Is that someone that
you prosecuted, Richard?
(chuckles) No, we, ah,
we're business associates.
No, you're a thug that
should be in prison.
(gun whacking)
- Oh, God!
- Uh! (Groans)
- Shut the hell up!
I should be in prison?
- God.
Why aren't you there?
Isn't theft a crime anymore?
(breathes uneasily) What
do you mean by "theft?"
Well, allow me to inform you of what
the defendant is guilty of.
- Go to hell.
One more outburst like that
and I'll find you in contempt.
Now, where was I? Oh, yes.
Business associates.
You see, Richard here, well
he recruited me to kill you.
- That's not true.
- No.
- That's not true.
- No, it's not true.
I don't know this guy.
I've never seen him before.
You're a liar. You were
at the cabin, weren't you?
You see, Richard was supposed
to pay me half up front
and then the other half
when I finished a job.
Well, since I wasn't
able to take care of you,
I guess our friend here decided
he didn't have to pay me.
So three weeks later, I
come back to finish the job.
But as luck would have it,
it's a two for one deal.
(suspenseful music)
Put it down.
Well, there's little missy.
Where'd you come from?
Always cover your back door, remember?
I called 911. I told
him we have a problem.
Iris, is that my gun?
Yeah, it's your gun. Nine millimeter.
Never leave the house without it.
How long you been standing there, Iris?
Long enough to hear
what I needed to hear.
Is that true, Pop? Did you hire him?
No, baby. Of course not, no.
You're damn right he did.
Here's the proof. Here.
(card pattering)
Go ahead, pick it up. Take a look.
(card rustling)
This is your business card, Richard.
Where did he get this, huh?
- I don't know.
I'm a lawyer, he's a
criminal, figure out, Dawn.
You're phone number's
on the back, goddammit!
I don't know! Get
off my back, everybody!
Guilty as charged.
(suspenseful music)
You know, the only difference
between you and I, Richard,
is I'm not lying about who I am.
You gonna shoot me now?
You know you couldn't do
it when you had a chance to
at the cabin.
- Shoot him.
Twice, I believe.
You ain't gonna do it now.
(intense music)
(gun blasting)
(body thudding)
(breathes uneasily)
Third time's a charm.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
(Richard breathing heavily)
(Porter groaning)
(gun clattering)
Good job, sweetie. Good job, sweetie.
Now just gimme, gimme the gun.
How could you do that to me?
What? Do what, sweetie?
Iris, keep the gun on him.
- Shut up!
- (screams) Mom!
You're a monster! (Sobbing)
You're a monster!
You've cheated on me.
- You cheated on Mom?
- No.
- (sobs) Yes, he did, Iris.
He cheated on me and they
tried to have us killed.
Because I hired a private investigator.
And you know what he did?
He showed me the pictures of you
and Jacqueline and the,
the money missing from our trust account.
- Shut up, shut up!
- No, you shut up!
Shut up!
(suspenseful music)
(blade clicking)
(knife stabbing)
Uh! Oh!
(guns blasting)
(blood spurting)
Ah, God!
Ah, ah!
(vase shattering)
(body slamming)
(gun clattering)
Give it to me.
Get behind me, Iris.
(Richard groaning)
Listen to me. We are
going to walk out of here.
Both of us.
Iris, you gonna let her
do this to your father?
You're not my father, Richard.
Yeah, that's right. She told me.
Besides, what kind of father
would do that to his daughter,
put her in danger like that?
They tried to rape and kill me.
We were running through the
woods fighting for our lives.
(both crying)
And she told me you used to beat her too.
I couldn't believe it. I
didn't want to until now.
How could you hit her like that? How?
Well, I guess the
prosecution rests. Huh?
(sniffs) Who knows?
Maybe one day Iris will
grow up to be an attorney,
but you will never live to see that day.
Yeah, and what are you
gonna do about it, Dawn? Huh?
You think the police are gonna
leave some half-baked story
from some convicted felon?
He's dead. (Chuckles)
I don't think his testimony's
gonna count for much.
(Richard laughing)
I know your testimony's
not gonna count for anything.
Why, what are you gonna
do? You, you gonna kill me?
You know what they call that?
Yeah, self-defense.
- "Self-defense," huh?
- Yeah.
(Richard breathing heavily)
I'd like to see how you're
gonna make that case stick.
You and him, you came
in here to kill us,
and I had to defend myself.
What are you even talking about?
Look up, look up!
It's the bullet hole. You shot that at us.
Your fingerprints are all over the gun.
She had to kill him.
And I told you, if you ever
hit me again, I would kill you.
Well that's a great story, Dawn.
Don't come any closer.
But unless you're willing
to go through with it,
it's your word against mine.
Mine and Iris's! Don't come any closer.
Oh, I'm coming. (Laughs)
What are you gonna do now? Huh?
You gonna get a restraining order?
(chuckles) Why would I do that, Richard?
After all, nothing applies
until somebody dies.
(Dawn breathing heavily)
(gun blasting)
(both sobbing)
(gun clattering)
(soft dramatic music)
(sirens wailing)
It's over.
(chattering on police radio)
God, Iris. I love you so much.
- What are we gonna do?
- Uh-huh.
Find someplace else to live.
Where?
Anywhere that's not a cabin. (Chuckles)
(chattering on police radio)
(tense music)
(intense music)
(intense music continues)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(tense music continues)
(soft dramatic music)
(tense music)
(match striking)
(crickets chirping)
(tense music continues)
(Iris panting)
(footsteps tapping)
(birds chirping)
[Richard] And what did you see?
I saw a man standing behind a car
with a gun in his hand and a ski mask on.
And was the vehicle this
man was standing behind
the same make and model as
the defendant's vehicle?
Yes, that is correct.
(tense music)
(crickets chirping)
(cigarette sizzling)
(gloves rustling)
(door beeping)
(door banging)
(cigarettes pattering)
(bag crinkling)
(trunk clicking)
(mask rustling)
(tense music continues)
(engine humming)
(engine rumbling)
(rope rustling)
(gun clattering)
(trunk slamming)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
(window scraping)
(rope rustling)
(feet tapping)
(door clicks and creaks)
(suspenseful music continues)
(heart thumping)
(door creaking)
(switch clicking)
(gun clattering)
(hand rubbing)
(gun clattering)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door scraping)
(door clicking)
(door thudding)
(gun clacking)
(cap twisting)
(Scott sighs and gulps)
(gun clattering)
Ah!
(bat whacking)
(gun clattering)
(bat whacking)
(glass shattering)
(foot thudding)
(bat clattering)
(suspenseful music continues)
Ah!
(Sally gasping)
(grunts) Come here! Come here!
(Sally choking)
(eyeball squishing)
Ah!
Ah! Uh!
(Sally gasping)
(gun clacking)
(Sally whimpering)
(switch clicking)
(gasps) Scott?
You son of a bitch!
Goodnight, Sally.
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!
(stenotype clicking)
So full of rage and hate for Sally
that he fired that gun
until it would fire no more.
But as you can see,
now before she was able to
inflict a little damage upon him.
The courts failed Sally.
We failed Sally because he stalked her
and he shot her until she was dead.
Until (exhales) he was positive
that she would breathe no more.
Now, (sniffs) the defense has painted you
a picture full of coincidences.
Coincidences, however, that point
to only one person,
the defendant.
We have DNA evidence of his blood
inside the house, on Sally's body,
and more importantly,
underneath her fingernails.
She fought him.
She fought for her life.
We have DNA evidence
and the rope that he left behind,
that we've proven that he purchased
a week prior to murdering Sally.
(stenotype clicking)
Evidence, evidence, evidence
of this crime for which you
can only find one verdict.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
(soft dramatic music)
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
have you reached your verdict?
Yes, Your Honor, we have.
(folder rustling)
Thank you.
(folder rustling)
Will the defendant please rise?
(folder rustling)
"The State Versus Scott Isaac Newman.
Verdict, count one.
We the jury duly impaneled
and sworn in the above
entitled action upon our
oath to find the defendant
as to count one, first
degree murder, guilty.
(crowd chattering)
(handcuffs clacking)
(phone ringing)
(gavel banging)
(receiver clacking)
State Attorney Richard
Nightingale's office.
How can I help you?
Yeah, let me see what
his schedule is like.
There was never a doubt. (Laughs)
[Jackie] Oh, Dawn's on the phone, sir.
She's been trying to get a hold of you.
- Who?
- Dawn, your wife.
Oh, yeah. Just tell
her I'll call her back.
- Okay.
- And we're still on
for lunch Monday. Right?
- You know I am.
Great.
(soft dramatic music)
(Aaron exhales and scoffs)
Oh, man.
I don't understand why he
just doesn't divorce her.
Well, I bet he wished he had now.
He was trying to collect on
that big insurance policy.
Yeah, but he traded life term
policy for a life sentence.
Yes, he did.
(bottle tapping)
(sighs) How long you
been in law, Richard?
Well, long enough to know
it takes more than evidence.
Performance.
- "Performance?"
Yep.
See, you educate the jury with evidence,
but you engage them with performance,
then the only thing the
jury's missing is the popcorn.
Cheers.
- Looking to forward
your career or win an award?
Oh, I'll accept the
award. I don't like lose.
(both gulping)
Another?
- No, no.
Please, sit down.
(drink trickling)
(Richard sighing)
Richard, I've been a district
attorney for a long time
and I have never had a
more successful prosecutor.
There's an opening I want you to consider.
- "An opening?"
- Darcy's retiring.
I want you to be my deputy chief.
Well, I guess this is a
celebration on two counts then.
Ah, what about Simon though?
He's not gonna be too happy.
If that guy worked half
as much as he complains,
he'd only have to complain
half as much as he works.
(laughs) That's a good one.
(phone buzzing)
Ah, I'm sorry Aaron.
Ah, I'm gonna have to take
this call, if you'd excuse me.
[Aaron] Sure.
- I'll consider it.
- Hmm.
(exhales) We good for the weekend?
Good. Nope.
Won't be a problem.
That was the agreement.
(tense music)
(Richard exhaling)
(phone beeping)
Any calls, Jackie?
[Jackie] Just your wife.
Don? Okay.
Yeah, no problem.
(door clicking)
Mm-hmm.
Hmm. Okay.
Yep. Gotta go, bye.
Hang on, Iris. Where you going?
- Out.
- Come back here.
Oh my God, Mom. Don't
go all extra on me.
I only took a couple.
I don't care about the grapes, Iris.
- Okay. What then?
- Well, I just talked
to your father and he won his case today,
and he wants to celebrate.
Oh, okay. What do I care?
Well, I thought that
maybe, ah, you might wanna...
Spill the tea, Mom.
Ah, what are you saying?
[Iris] What do you want?
Oh, well he wants to go to the cabin
and I want you to come with us.
Okay. So then just chill without me.
It's important to your father, Iris.
(sighs) Okay, why would I
wanna hang out with you two OPs
and then listen to Pop rag on you
about your drinking all weekend?
Besides, I planned staying with the squad.
I thought you liked going to the cabin.
Yeah, yeah, I liked going
when I was like eight.
I'll buy you that
COACH purse you wanted.
(footsteps thudding)
Okay. Now that hits different.
Let me process that and I'll let you know.
(sighs) Don't stay up too late. Okay?
We're leaving early.
(soft dramatic music)
(door clicks and thuds)
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
All right, all right. I think that's it.
You ready?
(luggage rolling)
What you forget something? What?
Yes.
Thank you.
- (sighs) Don't thank me.
Thank COACH.
- Who's coach?
- Nevermind.
- Well?
- Well what?
I thought it was a weekend
trip for your mom and I.
It, it it was, but I told
her she can come with us.
Look, Pop, if you want me to hang here,
it's totally fine with me, all good.
Iris, get in the car, get
in the car, get in the car.
(Dawn exhaling)
Really, Dawn?
Yeah, if she doesn't go, I don't go.
- Okay, hop in the car.
- Okay.
Let's, let's just go. (Sighs)
(luggage clattering)
(door clicks)
(Richard sighing)
(door bangs)
(Richard sighing)
You know what, girls? I forgot something.
I'll be right back.
You know, Pop didn't seem
very amped that I'm going.
Oh, you know, your father's just upset
'cause it wasn't his idea.
He likes to be in control.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
Hey, thought since
you were coming along,
we could go fishing.
Yeah? All right.
(gear clattering)
Yeah.
(trunk banging)
All right.
(door clicking)
(Richard sighing)
- What's that for?
- What's what for?
- The gun, Richard.
- Oh, liberals.
(exhales) I'm kidding.
Better to have it and not need it.
(sighs) Well, I prefer
we didn't have it at all.
Well, criminals remind me all the time
that we don't live in that world though.
God, I was hoping we weren't gonna like
talk about politics all the way there.
(bright rock music)
(engine humming)
(Dawn exhaling)
(engine humming)
[Richard] Our little,
humble abode, ladies.
- Thank you.
- Yep.
(Richard sighing)
(Dawn sighing)
All right.
(chuckles) She is more
and more like you every day.
Me? She's your daughter.
She's acting like she
doesn't wanna be here.
(keys jangling)
Not like you didn't either.
(bottle and glass tapping)
(bottle opener clattering)
[Dawn] So, did he have a set of keys?
[Richard] Ah, no, he broke in.
Well, I'm confused 'cause on the news,
they said that she had two
restraining orders against him.
Uh, you know the news doesn't always
give you the whole story.
Somebody really wants to get you,
there's not much that's gonna stop 'em.
When that happens, nothing
applies until somebody dies.
- Oh, that is tragic.
- Yeah, it is.
But the case resulted in
a promotion for me, so.
Hey, honey, grab a chair. Sit with us.
- Hey.
- Oh, wow.
You're drinking again.
- Oh, why do you care?
Uh, okay. Don't get all salty with me.
You're the one with the mood.
Ladies, let's just keep it calm, please.
Okay, whatever. I'm gonna crash.
We're still on for
fishing tomorrow, right?
Um, yeah, sure.
See you manana.
- Manana.
- Good night.
[Iris] Mm-hmm.
What's gotten into her lately?
Again, she's just like you.
What are you talking
about? She snapped at me.
(scoffs) Okay.
Oh, what? Didn't ask you
what you're drinking, did she?
No.
- I'm drinking tea, Dawn.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Besides you're doing the same thing.
(swallows) The same what?
Snapping at me.
Okay, I'm done.
- Goodnight.
- Mm-hmm.
(birds chirping)
- Ready to go?
- Yeah.
Let me just get some water.
Oh, already got it in the ice test.
- Where's Mom?
- Still sleeping.
More like hungover. (Chuckles)
(door clicking)
(Richard sighing)
(rod clattering)
(door thudding)
(soft dramatic music)
- Are we taking the car?
No, silly. The lake's
just right down the hill.
(both chuckling)
(ducks squawking)
(reel rattling)
(lure splashing)
(insects chittering)
It's been a minute since we did this.
Hmm. "A minute?"
Seems like years.
Hard to get you and your mom out here.
Mom's never been down with the woods.
She gets lost just walking the hill.
(chuckles) Yeah, she does.
(Iris chuckling)
I was beginning to think that I'd never
get you out here again, though.
You know, I cherish these moments.
Well, I'm not your little girl anymore.
(sighs) No, I suppose not.
You know, I didn't even think
you wanted me here, anyways.
Guilty as charged.
I just thought that your mom and I
could use a little weekend time alone,
but turns out she wanted us
together as a family, so.
(chuckles) You two are so much alike.
I'm nothing like her.
(soft dramatic music)
You know, you'll have
better luck catching a fish
than getting service on the boat, so.
(Iris exhaling)
You know, whatever. I'm done.
All right. Uh, Iris,
where are you going?
To the cabin.
What, what about the ice chest?
Just dump it, Pop. I'm
sure you can handle it.
- Uh. (Sighs)
- Geez.
(Richard sighing)
Iris, hey, put the, ah,
poles and the tackle box
in the car so we don't
forget 'em tomorrow, please.
(Iris sighing)
And get the ice chest too.
Why can't you do it?
(door clicking)
(birds chirping)
Dawn?
(breathes uneasily) There you are.
(scoffs) Ah, yeah.
Where else would I be?
(Richard breathing uneasily)
I don't know, maybe, I thought
you might have gone for a walk.
Why would I do that?
You know how I feel about the woods.
Where's Iris?
- She's...
(door slamming)
Drinking again or have you sobered up?
Richard, say something.
What do you want me
to do? She's not wrong.
You have a problem.
(book slamming)
- Screw you, Richard.
The only reason I came
on the trip this weekend
was to have some family time.
(chair creaking)
And has that happened? No.
We haven't spent five minutes
in the same room together!
(slurps) Hmm.
So glad I came.
(soft dramatic music)
(glass shattering)
(Dawn exhaling)
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
(engine humming)
(gun clacking)
You got yours?
Ah, Porter, what, what
are we stopping for?
We walk from here.
Port, Porter, you mean out there?
(chuckles) Well we're
not gonna walk in here.
You mean, we just gonna leave a car here?
- Mm-hmm.
- What if someone finds it
and traces it to us?
- Ain't gonna happen.
I rented this car and I used a fake ID.
That don't even look like you.
Ah, close enough.
(Garrett sighing)
Besides, those places
are always so damn busy
trying to up sell you on insurance,
they don't pay attention
to half the shit they're doing anyway.
Come on, let's go.
(doors click and thud)
(tense music)
(crickets chirping)
(fingers tapping)
(Richard sighing)
Shoes on the couch?
- Yeah, I'm cold.
- Hmm.
That makes sense.
The rest of you isn't much warmer.
What?
You know what? (Exhales)
I think I figured it out.
I figured out why you
and Iris don't get along.
- Can't wait to hear it.
- Yeah.
You can't even stay sober long enough
to have a coherent conversation.
(Dawn laughing)
Oh, that's hilarious, isn't it?
- Yes.
- Oh, that's funny.
- Yes, it is funny.
- Yeah, laugh it up.
Because you can talk to her, right?
- Mm-hmm.
- Because you're home
long enough to what, oh, say hello.
Yeah, the way I remembered, I was there
for the both of you when you needed me.
When you had no one.
- Oh my gosh.
You are my hero. (Scoffs)
I'm not doing this with you all weekend.
- Good.
- Have another drink.
- Will do.
- Yeah.
(suspenseful music)
- Someone's here.
You expecting someone?
No, is Iris upstairs?
(knock on door)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door clicking)
Uh, can I help you?
Yes, you can. Back up.
Back up. Sit down.
Come on, sit down.
(door slamming)
Here. Tie her up.
Let's go.
(glass tapping)
No, no, no. Put her hands behind her back.
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Let's go.
(drawer scraping)
(gun clattering)
(tense music continues)
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Put the gun down.
Well, another guest
has arrived at the party.
What are you gonna do?
(Iris breathing heavily)
Unless you wanna end up
on the other side of hell,
you better drop that freaking gun now.
And if I don't?
(breathes uneasily) Well
then, I guess you're not clear
on the uptake, I'm done. (Gasps)
You're gonna be if you don't drop it.
(Dawn and Iris breathing heavily)
Always cover your back door.
Garrett, take her in the other room.
No, Mom, no! (Whimpering)
What are you gonna do to her?
I ain't gonna do nothing with her.
My business is with you two.
(Iris and Dawn screaming)
- Hey!
- Sit down!
Sit down now. Sit down.
(tense music continues)
No, no!
(Aaron laughing)
(Iris gasping)
No, no!
- Ooh!
(body thudding)
(Aaron groaning)
What the hell are you doing?
This is not part of our plan.
Just I thought get a little
icing to go on the cake.
You're gonna do exactly
what we talked about doing,
otherwise you're gonna
screw this whole thing up.
Get, what are you doing?
Get down and untie me,
untie me! God! (Sobbing)
Now listen, some situations
can get seriously situated
beyond our control.
You understand me?
- All right, Porter.
I got it. Damn.
- Where's your gun?
- It's right here.
That's hers. Where's yours?
Right here.
(intense music)
Go, Iris! Go, Iris, go!
Iris, go! Go!
[Iris] Ah! (Breathes heavily)
Iris, go!
(all grunting)
Go! (Groans)
(gun blasting)
(blood spurting)
(body thudding)
(Iris whimpering)
Damn, you shot him.
(Iris breathing uneasily)
(gun scraping)
You killed him!
(Dawn whimpering)
(glass shards clattering)
(tense music)
(rope slicing)
(Dawn breathing heavily)
Go!
(both gasping)
- Mom, they, they killed Pop!
We gotta get outta here! Come on!
Go, go, go, go, quick!
She's gone.
(guns clattering)
Shit. They're gone.
(both breathing heavily)
Okay, come on. Get in the car.
(doorknobs clattering)
- Open it!
It's locked!
There they are!
(gun blasting)
(Iris screaming)
- Iris, wait!
Iris!
(Iris panting)
Iris!
- Get Mama!
(water splashing)
(gun blasting)
(Iris gasping)
(water bubbling)
Damn.
(Dawn panting)
(tense music continues)
(footsteps shuffling)
(Garrett sighing)
She in there.
What the hell are you
waiting for? Come on.
(water bubbling)
(Dawn breathing heavily)
(water sloshing)
Oh my God. Mom.
(water splashing)
(suspenseful music)
(insects chittering)
(Dawn panting)
(footsteps pattering)
Oh. Oh.
(Porter exhaling)
Porter, what's up?
Uh, it's my asthma acting up.
(inhaler hissing)
(Porter chuckling)
(chuckles) I thought
you was taking a dump.
Ah, yeah, very funny.
You know, we wouldn't even be in this mess
if you didn't get stupid.
What I got to do with your asthma?
Talking about the cabin.
You weren't so concerned
on licking the icing,
they'd be dead by now
and we wouldn't even be out here.
Then why don't we just leave?
Because I took the job
and we're gonna finish it.
(coyote howling)
What's that?
It's a coyote.
(chuckles) I wouldn't worry about them.
I think I'm gonna end up
biting you long before they do.
(Iris panting)
(wood snapping)
(Iris groaning)
Mom, help, help!
(Dawn gasping)
You hear that? Where'd that come from?
Somewhere back there.
Ow, ow, Mom!
Ow, ow! (Sobbing)
Oh my God! Ow!
Help, Mom! Mom, Mommy!
(Iris sobbing)
- You're okay.
All right. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- But you have to get me out.
- I, shh!
I don't want them to hear. Okay?
I got you, I got. Give me your hand.
- Ow, ow.
- Shh.
- Iris, get ready to push.
- Okay.
- Can you push a little bit?
- Mommy, I'm stuck! (Groans)
- Uh!
- Ow, come on!
Come on, help me! Help!
You have to get me outta here.
- Okay, okay, okay.
We'll do it this way.
Okay, push up, okay!
(Iris groaning)
- Shh, shh, shh, shh!
- Ow, ow!
(wood creaking)
- Your foot.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
- You're okay, okay.
- Ow, ow, ow.
Shh. Here, can you stand?
Ow, ow, ow. I can get...
- It's okay.
- Ow! (Sobbing)
- Iris, Iris, shh!
- Ow, ow.
Okay, come on. It's okay.
You know it would've been a lot easier
if you weren't drunk.
- I am not drink.
Uh! The last hour sobered me up.
You're okay, come on.
- Oh, ow!
Shh. Okay.
You're okay. You're okay.
(gun blasting)
(both gasping)
(intense music)
Go, go, go, go!
- Ow! (Groans)
- Come on, come on, Iris!
I can't! (Groaning)
(coyote howling)
(insects chittering)
(Porter breathing heavily)
(inhaler hissing)
- Yo, you good?
(exhales) Yeah, yeah. I'm good.
(exhales) Quiet.
(insects chittering)
Listen.
Something out there?
(gun clattering)
Yeah. Only the two that we're chasing.
(inhales and exhales)
I don't hear nothing.
Where, where do you think they at?
How the hell would I know?
I'm as lost as you are.
Come on.
- (groans) Ow, ow.
- You're okay.
Mom, I have to stop. I have to.
- We can't stop, Iris.
- No, no, no, I have to.
Ow, ow, ow, ow. I have to stop.
- Okay.
- (groans) Ow.
- Let me see.
- Oh my God, it hurts so bad.
I feel like it's broken.
(pants rustling)
(Iris breathing uneasily)
Ow. Ow.
Okay, I need to make a splint.
Can you get me like some
sticks or something?
- Yes, this is good.
- Thanks.
- Right here.
- Please.
Ouch! It's too big.
Here, here's one.
- Thank you.
Um...
This should work. Here.
But maybe this, we could
use this maybe to tie it
like around your leg,
if we, it's like soft.
It's pretty soft.
(shirt tearing)
What are you do...
- What?
- What are you doing?
Iris.
- I'm making a splint, what?
No, you need that to be warm.
Yeah, okay, if I have to choose between
not being able to walk and being cold,
I'm gonna choose to be cold.
(Sighs) Fine.
Want help?
- Yeah.
(shirt tearing)
- Okay, hold the sticks.
- Okay.
Tell me if it's too tight. Okay?
[Iris] Okay.
- Is that too tight?
- Ow, no, it's fine.
(bushes rustling)
(both gasping)
What was that?
Probably those guys who are after us.
Come on, let's see if this works.
I'll help you up. (Grunts)
- Ouch, ow.
- Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Up. Okay, you good?
Yeah. Okay, we have to keep going.
- Yeah.
- Wait, oh my God.
- What?
- I left my phone
at the cabin.
(Dawn sighing)
Do you have yours?
- No, Iris, I don't.
It wasn't a party when our
lives were on the line. Come on.
[Iris] Ow.
Oh. Oh.
You know, this location, it would work
a whole lot better if
it had a starting point.
(Garrett sighing)
Ah, crap.
I just lost signal again.
(owl hooting)
What's that?
It was an owl. Haven't you
ever been in the woods before?
I, I, I just...
I (mumbles), you never
been in the woods before?
Yeah, I mean, I mean, no!
You, you don't know what's out there.
Wildlife, you know?
Garrett, you've got a gun.
You're far more of a threat
to them than they are to you.
(stomach growling)
- What's that?
That was my stomach,
you idiot. I'm starving.
Come on.
Hey, Porter, wait up. (Sighs)
We need to find our
way back to the crib.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
- "The crib?"
- The cabin. (Sighs)
- Oh.
You know, I hate to say it,
but I think we're officially lost.
Oh.
(owl hooting)
- Everything looks the same.
- Yeah, well, I get lost
in the backyard, so no help.
(inhales) My God, I'm freezing.
I'll get you a fire somehow. Somehow.
Oh my God, look, look.
(fire crackling)
Mom, do you see that?
It's a fire. It's a campfire.
We're saved!
(Iris chuckling)
Hello? Hello?
Is anybody in there? Hello?
We need...
(tent rustling)
(Dawn sobbing)
What? What is it?
No one's in there. (Sobbing)
We're not gonna make it out of here!
Oh my God. Mom, come on.
You have to chill.
We are gonna make it out of here.
You can't talk like that.
This is someone's campfire. Okay?
And they're gonna come back.
We just have to wait for them.
- Okay.
- Okay?
Let's see if there's anything
we can find that we can use.
Come on.
- Okay.
(Dawn whimpering)
(suspenseful music)
- Oh my God, sick.
- What?
Look, what I found.
- Matches, oh.
- Yeah.
(portable campfire clattering)
- What is this?
I don't know.
Oh, it's a portable campfire. (Laughs)
I guess it's better to
have it and not need it.
Here, take this.
(bag rustling)
Take that.
Oh my God, could use some water.
Yeah, we could.
- But it's empty.
- Well, now it is.
(bottles rustling)
Here.
(gasps) Oh my God. Perfect.
Look.
- What?
(switch clicking)
Oh.
The light's on but no one's home.
Mm. Funny.
Keep looking. (Groans)
(fire crackling)
(hands rubbing)
(intense music)
(Dawn screaming)
- You hear that?
- Yeah.
Think they're following us?
Why would they be following us?
(suspenseful music)
[Porter] Are you coming with me?
(Garrett chewing)
(fire crackling)
What, what, what, what? (Gasps)
Oh, shit.
I think they found our camper.
(breathes heavily)
Yeah. Lights out for him.
(switch clicking)
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Come on. We have to
move. (Breathes heavily)
I have a feeling those
mother truckers were here
and I don't wanna be
here when they get back.
Get the bag, get the bag.
- Yeah.
(bag rustling)
[Iris] Let's go.
This way.
- No, this way.
(Iris groaning)
Go.
(suspenseful music continues)
(insects chittering)
I can't figure out
this damn map any better
than I could that stupid app.
I think we're gonna have to
wait till morning daylight
figure this out.
(Garrett chewing)
At least we got something
to eat back at the camp.
Yeah, with food in your mouth,
I don't have to worry about you whining
about something eating you.
(footsteps pattering)
[Iris] It doesn't make any sense.
How did they get to the
campsite before we did
if they're the ones chasing us?
I don't know. Maybe
we're walking in circles.
Really? Are you sure we haven't
scoped these trees before?
They look so different.
No. All that matters is
those two aren't scoping us.
(owl hooting)
Oh, God, do you see it?
(intense music)
- There's a house.
- What?
- Uh, look, look, look, look.
- What?
A house?
- Yes, lean forward a little.
Look. You see it?
- Do you think it's safe?
- I don't know.
It might be filled with like snakes
or worse, those two
guys trying to kill us.
And what's the difference?
They're both snakes.
Well, um, we need to find out.
Will you please go me?
- Me, what?
- Yes, please.
- Iris, shh, shh!
- Mom, I can barely walk.
What if I have to run?
- Okay, I understand that,
but I, I, I don't wanna get into it.
Would you please just,
please just check for us?
Geez. Throw me to the
wolves, why don't you? (Sighs)
Fine. Gimme that. (Scoffs)
- Thank you.
- (sighs) Whatever.
- Just be, shh, be quiet.
- I know.
(footsteps pattering)
(suspenseful music)
(rock clattering)
(owl hooting)
(footsteps pattering)
(both screaming)
Oh my God!
What are you doing?
- Shh, I'm sorry, I'm so...
I thought you were waiting over there?
I am so sorry. Okay?
I didn't, I got scared.
I didn't wanna be alone.
I'm sorry.
- Okay, yeah.
Join the crowd.
- I'm sorry, okay?
Sorry.
(Iris sighing)
Let's go.
(footsteps pattering)
(owl hooting)
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
(Iris breathing heavily)
(soft dramatic music)
God, what is it with
you? No one's in here.
Hello? Mom, did you hear me at all?
What?
Yeah, um, um, I just, um...
I, I think it'll be easier if
we, um, leave here at sunrise.
(Iris sighing)
Okay. It's freezing.
Gimme this.
- Oh, okay.
This can help.
Here.
(bag rustling)
(cap clacking)
(matches rattling)
(match striking)
I guess we didn't waste
money on the scouts. (Chuckles)
(chuckles) It's a match, Mom.
It's not like I'm banging
two sticks together.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Your father loved campfires.
(soft dramatic music continues)
- They killed him, Mom.
- Mm.
I watched them shoot him.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
(branches snapping)
(both gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(fire crackling)
Should we put this out?
It could be an animal.
It could be an animal.
And this will help us.
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Oh, thank God.
(coyote howling)
(Porter breathing heavily)
What's up?
(inhaler hissing)
(exhales) I ain't got no signal.
I think we need to find our
way up the top of this ridge.
If I could just find out
where we're at on this GPS,
I think I can get us outta here.
(sighs) What about the two after?
Ah, to hell with them. Let 'em rot.
(sighs) Besides, they're
probably as lost as we are
and we can catch up with them later.
(box rustling)
There. That's north.
I think we're right about here. Right?
Damn. There goes my battery.
(Garrett sighing)
All right, look,
it showed a building up here
on the other side of this ridge.
Not sure how far, but
if we could find that,
I think we'll rest up
there for the evening
and we'll make our way out in the morning.
(Garrett sighing)
(insects chittering)
(Iris groaning)
Is your other leg bothering you now?
No, it's my foot.
What are you doing?
I'm taking my shoes off.
Don't, Iris, you can't do that. No.
What? Why?
How am I gonna know if my
feet are blistered or not?
Because if we have to flee suddenly,
you're gonna want your shoes on.
(scoffs) Fine.
(Dawn sighing)
(shoe rustling)
(Iris inhale and exhales)
(insects chittering)
(Iris exhaling)
(coyote howling)
(Dawn exhaling)
How far back do you remember?
What do you mean?
I mean, what's your first memory?
We're on death's doorstep
and you wanna go down memory lane?
'Cause I'm afraid something
might happen to me and...
Wow. Nice to see where I rate.
Well, uh, of course I'm
concerned about you too, Iris.
(Iris scoffing)
(Dawn sighing)
There's just something I have to tell you.
Okay, spill the tea, Mom.
I'm not sure how.
Then why did you bring it up?
You know, normally if you tell a story,
you start at the beginning.
I was married before you were born.
Okay, yeah, that's usually how
it used to work for most people.
Not to Richard.
(soft dramatic music)
You weren't married to Pop?
Mm-mm.
To a man named Wagner. Ryan Wagner.
Okay. So what does
that have to do with me?
[Dawn] He died two
years after you were born.
Well, this man was my father?
Why would you never tell me that?
I am so sorry, Iris. I'm sorry.
Okay, so, so then how did
Pop even come into the picture?
Hmm?
(sniffs) Um, well, um,
(inhales and exhales) two
months later, (sniffs)
I met Richard and I just assumed
that he wouldn't wanna date a widow
with a, a young child.
Like we would be a burden or something.
And he was so, so good with you.
And I fell for him. And
he was in law school.
And he was (chuckles)
everything I thought I wanted
until he wasn't.
And I almost left him.
Why would you leave him?
Because he was abusive.
(soft dramatic music continues)
One night, he, um...
(sighs) Ah, anyway, I called the police
and, ah, they took him to jail.
And the next morning when
I picked him up, (sniffs)
I said, "If you ever hit
me again, I will kill you."
And he never hit me again.
I can't believe that. Pop
would never hurt anyone.
He wouldn't, he wouldn't
ever hurt anybody.
Oh, I just wanted you
to hear it from me in case
you had to have some random DNA test
or something in the future, I just...
Did Pop love me?
You mean Richard?
Oh honey, of course,
of course he does. Did.
(Dawn sighing)
Do you love me?
Iris, that's a silly question.
You know that I do.
Really? 'Cause you never say it.
(Dawn sniffing)
I think we should get some sleep.
(Iris exhaling)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(Dawn exhaling)
(Iris sniffing)
(Iris inhales and exhales)
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
(Porter breathing heavily)
- Thank God we found it, bro.
(Dawn gasping)
(Porter breathing heavily)
Whew. (Exhales)
Hey, I knew we'd find it.
At least now we know where we're at.
[Garrett] That was lucky as hell, man.
(breathes heavily) So, that's east.
That means that way's north.
All right, why don't we
take a look inside here
and see if there's anything
we can use. (Breathes heavily)
Hey, what's that?
I don't know. A deer.
Oh.
Hey, Garrett!
- Ow!
- Grab outside!
- Iris, Iris!
(Iris screaming)
(Dawn gasping)
No, no, please!
(Porter chuckling)
- No, no!
- You should have left.
(Dawn gasping)
Let me go, dammit! Let me go!
(body slamming)
Woo! (Chuckles)
Yeah, that was quite the
little reunion, missy.
(Iris spitting)
[Garrett] Should we
go after the other one?
No. Nope, no.
We're gonna wait right here.
Yeah, Mama Duck is going to come back
after her little chick
here sooner or later.
- Mm-hmm.
- We're just gonna keep
the nest warm. (Chuckles)
(Dawn gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(Dawn panting)
Iris. Iris.
Iris!
You know, this house ain't half bad.
Yeah. If you're living on the streets.
What's your house look like?
- I have many houses.
- Oh, really?
Wherever I lay my head.
Well, welcome home.
What are you laughing at?
Maybe Mama Duck isn't coming
back for you, after all. Huh.
Whack!
(both laughing)
You know, I don't know what
you guys think is so funny.
She managed to make you
both look like fools.
How about if I just
cut your damn tongue out?
You won't have anything to
say after that, now will ya?
(tense music)
(Dawn whimpering)
Mommy!
Mommy!
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
Mommy!
(whimpers) No.
That was a long time
ago. (Breathes uneasily)
I can do this. I can do this.
I can, I can do this. (Whimpers)
(rocks scraping)
Yeah.
(rock clattering)
- What the hell was that?
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
What was that?
- Hell if I know.
Aint' nobody out there. (Exhales)
(rock clattering)
What the hell?
(Porter panting)
Dammit, show yourself!
(bag crinkling)
(suspenseful music continues)
Look at me.
(Iris gasping)
(Porter sighing)
Shit.
Dammit.
- What the hell's going on
out there, bro?
- I don't know what the hell's
going on out there!
But if this is little missy's mom,
I'm gonna bury that bitch.
Do you hear me? You're dead!
(suspenseful music)
(bag crinkling)
Hey, maybe it's Bigfoot.
- "Bigfoot?"
- Yeah.
I heard stories of Bigfoot
throwing rocks at people.
Man, will you just shut up
before I put my big foot up your ass?
(scoffs) Come on.
And maybe I'll just kill you
and then we won't have to
worry about it anymore.
(rock clattering)
Son of a bitch. You got this time, go.
(suspenseful music continues)
(bag crinkling)
(branch snapping)
Ah!
(stick whacking)
- Uh!
- Uh!
Ooh, oh!
(body thudding)
(intense music)
(Garret groaning)
Uh!
(Garret groaning)
(both groaning)
- Which way they go?
- How the hell should I know?
I can't see a damn thing!
Well, then I guess you
ain't no good to me anymore.
(gun blasting)
(blood spurting)
(intense music continues)
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
(gun clattering)
Hmm. Wildlife was never
your biggest threat.
Mom, please stop. Mom, stop, ow.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
- My leg hurts, ow.
- Oh, lemme see it.
(both breathing heavily)
Lemme see.
Oh (sighs). That does
not look good, Iris.
Oh, whatever. This
sprint isn't even working.
I'm sorry.
I don't think it's broken.
I can put weight on it.
It just fricking hurts. Oh, yeah.
Thanks for saving me
back there, by the way.
What are you talking about?
I did just save you back there.
I'm lucky I was alive by the
time you came back. (Sighs)
Wow, really? "Thanks Mom for saving me."
Wow. Come on.
(scoffs) Yeah, whatever.
Are you gonna sit
there all day? Come on.
[Iris] Oh my...(breathes heavily)
Are you coming or what?
(branch rustling)
- Ow, ouch!
- Are you okay?
- Yes.
(sighs) Ah. I'm fine. (Scoffs)
Oh, come on. Let's get
to the top of the ridge.
See where we are.
- Yeah, or how lost we are.
A little positivity might help.
Here. Do you want some help?
Yeah, I am positive.
Positive we're lost.
(Dawn sighing)
(Porter breathing heavily)
(crow cawing)
(excrement plopping)
Huh.
Even the damn birds hate me.
(soft dramatic music)
(insects chittering)
(both breathing uneasily)
It's beautiful.
Yeah, but I don't wanna
be buried here. So let's go.
(Dawn exhaling)
Mom, come on.
Please be careful. Here, take my hand.
Okay.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
(Porter breathing heavily)
(tense music)
Oh. (Groans)
(cloth rustling)
(panting) We need to find some water.
I wish you didn't toss those bottles.
Sorry. I 86d them when I needed the bag
for the rocks you were tossing.
[Dawn] What did you do with that bag?
I left it back there
after I knocked the bejesus
outta that mother trucker.
Well, we still need
to get some water. Ow!
Yeah, well, we're not
gonna find it up here.
You know, water flows downhill.
(bushes rustling)
(both gasping)
(birds chirping)
Besides, we can't drink dirty water.
If we drink it from the ground,
it's gonna make us sick.
And I don't mean sick like cool,
I mean sick like we're
puking our freaking guts out.
- Iris, look.
- What?
I think that's a fire tower. Come on.
- Wait, stop.
- What?
Mom, we can't just
like fly over the valley.
We need to go back down.
Yeah, let's go back down. Come on.
(Iris panting)
(soft dramatic music)
You okay?
- Mm-hmm.
This must be the road
to the tower. (Exhales)
Yeah, well, all roads lead to somewhere,
which is better than the
way we've been headed.
(both panting)
Iris, where are you going?
Stop. This way.
No, what are you do, I
think we should go down
so we can get outta the sticks.
Iris, the tower's up there.
We don't know how far
it is to go down there.
Yeah, but this is the way out.
But if someone's at the
tower, they can help us now.
"If someone's at the tower?" No.
Iris, we're going to the tower. Come on.
Oh my God.
(both breathing heavily)
What are we gonna do?
Keep walking until we get to the tower.
No, I know that. I mean, without Pop?
Iris, I can only deal with
one nightmare at a time. Okay?
(exhales) We'll figure
it out when we get there.
Let's just get there so we
don't end up killed as well.
(breathes heavily) I'm sorry.
Oh, Iris, is that it?
"Is that it?" Isn't that enough?
No, I mean that's the tower. That's it.
That's the tower! (Chuckles)
- Okay, you go, I'll catch up.
- Okay.
(bird shrieking)
(soft dramatic music)
What? No one's home.
I don't know. I haven't gone
up the steps yet to find out.
Well, I'm sure you don't
like expect me to do it.
- No, Iris.
- Okay, well, the only way
to find out is if you knock
and see if someone's there.
What? Are you afraid of heights now too?
I don't know.
I haven't been sober
long enough to find out.
Okay, come on, Mom.
You can do it, just go.
(exhales) Okay.
Come on, Mom. You got it.
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
(soft dramatic music)
- I can do it.
- You can do it.
You're almost there.
- I can do it.
Just a couple more. You're almost there.
(breathes heavily) Hello?
(Dawn knocking)
Hello? Is anybody up there?
Where's the...(groans)
(lock clattering)
Anybody up there? It's empty.
Yeah, of course it is.
I have an idea.
Since there's a fire,
maybe we should just,
just wait for the ranger.
You want us to wait here
like we waited at the cabin?
Not on your life.
Wait. (Breathes heavily)
Look, if you wanna wait, you wait.
I'm following the road back down.
That could be miles, Iris.
Yeah. I'll take miles
over minutes or hours.
Anything is better than
just waiting here to die.
You know, maybe if you
stay here long enough,
you can make s'mores.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Wait, I'm coming.
(soft dramatic music continues)
(insects chittering)
You know we wasted like
half a day hiking that tower.
Are you gonna beat me up
about that all day, Iris?
I'm sorry.
(Iris sighing)
(engine rumbling)
- There's a car, oh my God.
- Hey!
- Stop, wait!
- Stop, please, stop!
- Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- Stop, stop!
- Please, stop, please!
- Wait, wait!
Stop, stop, stop, please!
Please! (Breathes heavily)
(tense music)
(engine rumbling)
Mom, the car's coming.
Mom, Mom, look.
- What?
- The car's coming back.
- Oh my God!
- Wait, stop!
- Come back, come back.
- Stop, wait!
- Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- Please, please!
- Please, please, please!
- Please, please!
- Please, stop, please!
- Please!
- Please stop, stop, stop!
Stop, stop, stop, stop, please, stop!
Listen, two men are chasing us!
They're trying to kill us!
- What?
- And then they killed,
- What, what, what?
Doesn't matter, and then
they killed my husband!
And they came into our, and they killed...
- Hey, calm down, calm down.
- Okay, okay.
Okay? Okay?
Hey, it's a good thing
I found you. All right?
There's a forest fire over there.
Okay?
- Okay, I know.
(gun blasting)
(Dawn screaming)
(doorknob clattering)
(Dawn screaming)
(intense music)
Iris, run, run!
(Iris gasping)
(fists whacking)
Ah!
(body thudding)
(gun clattering)
(kick thudding)
- Oh!
(gun clattering)
Ah, ah!
(body thudding)
(suspenseful music)
Get up. Get up! (Breathes heavily)
(Iris panting)
(Iris screaming)
(body slamming)
What are you gonna
do? You gonna kill me?
[Iris] Mom, help!
(gun clattering)
- Oh!
(intense music)
Aw, hell.
(gun thudding)
(door clicking)
(seat belt clacking)
(body slamming)
(door creaks and bangs)
(gun tapping)
(engine rumbling)
(Iris groaning)
(water sloshing)
- Iris.
Iris, get up, get up,
get up, get up. Come on.
We have to keep going. Come on.
- No, Mom, I can't, I can't!
- Yes, you can!
- No!
- Yes, you can, Iris get up!
Ow, Mom, I really, I can't, stop.
I can't, I can't. I have to stop.
Get up. Iris, do not touch that water!
Do not drink that water!
- Stop!
- Stop it.
- Mom, I can't do it anymore.
Okay? I'm done, I'm done.
I can't do it anymore.
(both sobbing)
What difference does it make now? Right?
What difference does it
make it? We're going
Mom, stop it, stop it!
(hand slapping)
You just told me not to drink it. Stop.
Iris, we're doing this. Get up!
- No, Mom!
- Get up!
We're gonna die like that man did. Okay?
- No, we're gonna be,
- You know, right?
We're gonna be, stop.
We are not going to die.
Get up and walk with me.
Get up. Get up.
- Ow.
- Get up.
- Ow, ow, ow.
- It's okay.
- Mom, Mom, I need to sit.
- I know, I know.
- Seriously.
- No, no, no, no.
- Ow!
- There's a lot right,
it's over there, come on.
- Ow, ow.
- You can make it.
- Mom, I have to sit.
- You can sit, okay.
- Seriously, I have to.
One second. Just, here.
[Iris] (groans) Ow. (Breathes heavily)
Ow, ow.
- You okay?
Are you okay?
- Ow.
Yeah.
Yeah, we can take a minute. Okay?
Ready?
(inhales and exhales) Yeah.
(soft dramatic music)
- Oh, God.
Iris, I am so sorry
that I brought you here.
I know you didn't wanna come.
I, I made you and I'm so sorry.
(both sighing)
You know, I wish I could
say that that COACH purse
would've been worth it, but
(both chuckling)
I don't think I'll even live to see it.
Hey, we are going to
get out of here. Okay?
Don't ever say that again. Okay? (Sniffs)
Okay.
I...
(helicopter whirring)
[Iris] Wait, what's wrong?
I just, I...
(helicopter whirring continues)
I hear a helicopter. I hear
a heli, I see a helicopter!
Over here! Over here!
No! No! (Sobbing)
(soft dramatic music)
(sobbing) Iris.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
(helicopter whirring)
I'm so, ah, ah, ah! It's back!
Ah, over here! Ah-huh, ah!
Ah, over here! Stop!
Help us!
(helicopter whirring)
(gasps) Come on. They're landing!
- Mom!
- They're, they're landing!
(both gasping)
Oh my God! Wait, wait!
- Wait, help!
- Wait, wait!
- In the clearing.
- Got 'em.
(helicopter whirring)
(soft dramatic music continues)
Dispatch, we found the two females.
They're in a clearing just
north of Winter Creek.
[Dispatcher] Copy, emergency
transport, be waiting.
(helicopter whirring)
(Iris chuckling)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(door clicking)
(Iris sobbing)
- Is there anyone else?
- No, just us.
(both sobbing)
(seat belts clacking)
(door slamming)
(both sobbing)
- Oh my God!
(helicopter whirring)
(soft dramatic music continues)
[Reporter] A mother and
daughter were rescued today
after spending almost 24
hours in the wilderness
following a home invasion
which left husband
and father Richard Nightingale
critically injured.
All three are expected to survive.
Both female victims are
being treated for exposure,
dehydration, and exhaustion.
And the daughter for a
wound to the left leg.
Richard Nightingale was
able to alert authorities,
which led to an extensive
search in the mountains,
made more difficult due to the wildfire.
Two male suspects are still
at large at this time.
Fake news. The only one left.
(tense music)
(trunk beeps and clicks)
(bags crinkling)
(traffic whirring)
(trunk beeping)
(door clicking)
(keys jangling)
(door banging)
(engine humming)
(door clicking)
(door banging)
(window whirring)
(envelope crinkling)
Is that enough?
It's fine.
(envelope rustling)
Am I gonna be happy?
Oh, if it's what you were
expecting, probably not.
(suspenseful music)
(envelope rustling)
(Dawn sighing)
(photos rustling)
Um, I know where to find them, if I,
when I, when I need them, okay?
(window whirring)
Thank you.
(investigator knocking)
(window whirring)
One more thing.
(paper crinkling)
(tense music)
I'll let you know if I find anything else.
(paper crinkling)
(garage door clatters and whirs)
(engine humming)
(seat belt clacking)
(door clicking)
(keys jangling)
(Dawn sighing)
(trunk beeping)
(door banging)
(tense music)
(bags crinkling)
(Richard exhaling)
(bags crinkling)
(wrapper crinkling)
Where's the stuff?
(bottle cap clattering)
(Dawn sighing)
[Richard] Something bothering you?
No. People drop things all the time.
You were just kind of quiet today.
What's up with the police officers?
- "Police officers?"
- Yeah, why is there
only one left?
It's been three weeks, I
mean can't expect the police
to expend so many resources
just to one house.
That man is still out there.
What man is still out there? The popo?
Hey, Iris. Where are you going?
I'm going out to hang with the squad.
[Richard] Mm.
Oh yeah, Pop, how's your shoulder?
Ah, it'll work eventually.
Do you think that's a good idea?
What? That my shoulder's
gonna work eventually?
No, that she's going out tonight.
She'll be fine. The
guy's likely long gone.
Thanks, Pop. Back later.
Ah, take your mom's car, please.
(tense music)
Thanks.
You had better hope that
she comes back safely.
That a threat or an indictment?
(Richard sighing)
(Dawn breathing angrily)
(bottle scraping)
(cork popping)
(Dawn breathing uneasily)
(bottle tapping)
(bottle scraping)
(wine trickling)
(Dawn inhaling)
(bottle thudding)
(crickets chirping)
(sighs) How's your new case coming?
Since when have you been
interested in my cases?
I don't know.
I guess I'm just interested
in a lot of things lately.
(Dawn inhales and exhales)
Did you take the trash out?
- Huh?
- The trash, Richard.
Did you take it out?
- Ah, no, not yet,
but I'll get to it.
Could you please do
it now 'cause it smells?
Huh. You know what, Dawn, yeah.
I'll just stop what I'm doing. All right?
(scoffs) I don't know why it can't wait.
I don't smell anything. Jesus.
(footsteps thudding)
(crickets chirping)
(officer slurping)
(suspenseful music)
(knife slicing)
(officer gasping)
(intense music)
(knife rubbing)
(Richard sighing)
(door clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(doorbell ringing)
(Dawn sighing)
(suspenseful music)
Richard, is that you?
(Dawn gasps and sighs)
- Geez.
- Did you just ring
the front doorbell?
- No.
Yes I did.
- Oh, shit.
- All right, back up
away from the door.
Both of you.
- Back up, Dawn, back up.
Back up.
- Over there.
Sit down.
Where's little missy?
Who?
Don't gimme that
"who" shit, mother duck.
Your daughter. Where is she?
She's, she's not, she's not home.
You expect me to believe that?
Where is she?
(engine humming)
(engine rumbling)
Well, so I guess she's not here.
You weren't lying after all.
Surprising for a lawyer.
(breathes uneasily) How
did you know he was a lawyer?
Is that someone that
you prosecuted, Richard?
(chuckles) No, we, ah,
we're business associates.
No, you're a thug that
should be in prison.
(gun whacking)
- Oh, God!
- Uh! (Groans)
- Shut the hell up!
I should be in prison?
- God.
Why aren't you there?
Isn't theft a crime anymore?
(breathes uneasily) What
do you mean by "theft?"
Well, allow me to inform you of what
the defendant is guilty of.
- Go to hell.
One more outburst like that
and I'll find you in contempt.
Now, where was I? Oh, yes.
Business associates.
You see, Richard here, well
he recruited me to kill you.
- That's not true.
- No.
- That's not true.
- No, it's not true.
I don't know this guy.
I've never seen him before.
You're a liar. You were
at the cabin, weren't you?
You see, Richard was supposed
to pay me half up front
and then the other half
when I finished a job.
Well, since I wasn't
able to take care of you,
I guess our friend here decided
he didn't have to pay me.
So three weeks later, I
come back to finish the job.
But as luck would have it,
it's a two for one deal.
(suspenseful music)
Put it down.
Well, there's little missy.
Where'd you come from?
Always cover your back door, remember?
I called 911. I told
him we have a problem.
Iris, is that my gun?
Yeah, it's your gun. Nine millimeter.
Never leave the house without it.
How long you been standing there, Iris?
Long enough to hear
what I needed to hear.
Is that true, Pop? Did you hire him?
No, baby. Of course not, no.
You're damn right he did.
Here's the proof. Here.
(card pattering)
Go ahead, pick it up. Take a look.
(card rustling)
This is your business card, Richard.
Where did he get this, huh?
- I don't know.
I'm a lawyer, he's a
criminal, figure out, Dawn.
You're phone number's
on the back, goddammit!
I don't know! Get
off my back, everybody!
Guilty as charged.
(suspenseful music)
You know, the only difference
between you and I, Richard,
is I'm not lying about who I am.
You gonna shoot me now?
You know you couldn't do
it when you had a chance to
at the cabin.
- Shoot him.
Twice, I believe.
You ain't gonna do it now.
(intense music)
(gun blasting)
(body thudding)
(breathes uneasily)
Third time's a charm.
(Iris inhales and exhales)
(Richard breathing heavily)
(Porter groaning)
(gun clattering)
Good job, sweetie. Good job, sweetie.
Now just gimme, gimme the gun.
How could you do that to me?
What? Do what, sweetie?
Iris, keep the gun on him.
- Shut up!
- (screams) Mom!
You're a monster! (Sobbing)
You're a monster!
You've cheated on me.
- You cheated on Mom?
- No.
- (sobs) Yes, he did, Iris.
He cheated on me and they
tried to have us killed.
Because I hired a private investigator.
And you know what he did?
He showed me the pictures of you
and Jacqueline and the,
the money missing from our trust account.
- Shut up, shut up!
- No, you shut up!
Shut up!
(suspenseful music)
(blade clicking)
(knife stabbing)
Uh! Oh!
(guns blasting)
(blood spurting)
Ah, God!
Ah, ah!
(vase shattering)
(body slamming)
(gun clattering)
Give it to me.
Get behind me, Iris.
(Richard groaning)
Listen to me. We are
going to walk out of here.
Both of us.
Iris, you gonna let her
do this to your father?
You're not my father, Richard.
Yeah, that's right. She told me.
Besides, what kind of father
would do that to his daughter,
put her in danger like that?
They tried to rape and kill me.
We were running through the
woods fighting for our lives.
(both crying)
And she told me you used to beat her too.
I couldn't believe it. I
didn't want to until now.
How could you hit her like that? How?
Well, I guess the
prosecution rests. Huh?
(sniffs) Who knows?
Maybe one day Iris will
grow up to be an attorney,
but you will never live to see that day.
Yeah, and what are you
gonna do about it, Dawn? Huh?
You think the police are gonna
leave some half-baked story
from some convicted felon?
He's dead. (Chuckles)
I don't think his testimony's
gonna count for much.
(Richard laughing)
I know your testimony's
not gonna count for anything.
Why, what are you gonna
do? You, you gonna kill me?
You know what they call that?
Yeah, self-defense.
- "Self-defense," huh?
- Yeah.
(Richard breathing heavily)
I'd like to see how you're
gonna make that case stick.
You and him, you came
in here to kill us,
and I had to defend myself.
What are you even talking about?
Look up, look up!
It's the bullet hole. You shot that at us.
Your fingerprints are all over the gun.
She had to kill him.
And I told you, if you ever
hit me again, I would kill you.
Well that's a great story, Dawn.
Don't come any closer.
But unless you're willing
to go through with it,
it's your word against mine.
Mine and Iris's! Don't come any closer.
Oh, I'm coming. (Laughs)
What are you gonna do now? Huh?
You gonna get a restraining order?
(chuckles) Why would I do that, Richard?
After all, nothing applies
until somebody dies.
(Dawn breathing heavily)
(gun blasting)
(both sobbing)
(gun clattering)
(soft dramatic music)
(sirens wailing)
It's over.
(chattering on police radio)
God, Iris. I love you so much.
- What are we gonna do?
- Uh-huh.
Find someplace else to live.
Where?
Anywhere that's not a cabin. (Chuckles)
(chattering on police radio)
(tense music)
(intense music)
(intense music continues)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(tense music continues)