Don't Let Them Out (2025) Movie Script
1
Yikes.
Ugh. Disgusting.
Who lives like this?
Oh.
I'm sorry those
keep coming to you.
I'm changing my address.
I've just been really frazzled,
trying to get out to this place.
You got served a letter.
It's from your old landlord.
He's suing you for back rent.
But you need to get your
mail somewhere else.
I can't keep getting
your shit, okay?
- Okay. Please.
- Rachel, this is serious.
I know. I just spent my
last dime burying my mother.
Please work with me.
So now you're
gonna guilt-trip me?
I'm asking nicely. I just
need a couple of weeks.
This is so frustrating.
I'm sorry. I know
I owe you a lot of money.
I am out here trying
to get it back to you.
I will be out of your life soon.
Fine.
I wonder if I could sell
some of this stuff.
What is this here?
"Goss Family Circus."
Grandpa Gene had a circus?
No!
What the fuck?
Jesus fucking Christ!
My God.
Yeah. No,
I-- I-- I-- I get it.
Um, no one's lived
here in a while
and the account's been closed,
but I need the lights on.
So is there any way somebody
could turn the power on today?
Uh, let me see
what I can do.
Yeah. Sure. Fine.
Whatever. Okay.
Anything you can do.
So, Jim, I heard--
Oh, no, no, no. Call me Jimmy.
Only the DMV calls me Jim.
People here, they call me Jimmy.
Actually, you know,
they, um, they like
to call me Jimmy Realtor.
More than
one Jimmy in town.
It's a small town. The
other guy was here first.
Okay, Jimmy-- Jimmy.
You said you've been
to this property before?
Yes, I have.
You know, I, um,
I met your grandfather once
at the-- at the Legion bar.
Old guy. About 80-ish, right?
Yeah, he told me to
come by, wanted to get
an appraisal on the place.
But when I, uh, I showed
up, he wasn't around.
And that was about
ten years ago.
Mm. Yeah.
That must have been
right before he passed.
Mm.
This is the living room.
You wanna go ahead
and take a look?
Okay.
All of that, um,
I'll-- you know,
I can clean all of
that up, of course.
Mm. Your grandfather, huh, he--
he collected a lot of stuff.
Yeah. I guess he was
a picker later in life,
bought stuff and sold it.
That's what my mom said.
Looks like he picked
more than he sold.
Um, yeah.
So I guess, uh, initially,
he left her this place.
I think she tried
contacting you.
I found your card in her files.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Nice lady.
Yeah.
Yeah, she did try to
contact me a few years back.
I don't-- I don't
remember her name.
-Sylvia.
-Sylvia. Yeah.
Yeah, she--
she wanted to meet me here
to sell this house,
and I never heard back.
I guess that runs in
the family as well.
Your grandfather die here?
I'm not sure.
Yeah, we-- we have to
put that in the listing.
It's a by-law.
I mean, I, you know,
I could look the other way,
but the law don't.
Did you ask your mom?
No. She's not around anymore.
Bummer. I'm sorry to hear that.
Was she sick?
Well, I'm guessing
she would have told you
if she came all the way
up here to claim them.
Well, she didn't really
like coming up here.
Mm. Well...
...you know, I can't
exactly blame her.
Well, listen, I'm,
uh, I'm not a--
I'm not a big fan of taking on,
you know, like, a project house,
so let me marinate on it,
and I'll get back to you.
Okay. Um--
Have a good day.
Uh--
uh, Jimmy, hold up.
I'll be honest with you.
I-- I really need
to sell this place.
I'm trying to leave the
state, and I need the money.
Yeah. Well, uh, I'm gonna be
honest here with you, too.
Uh, this-- this house
is in rough condition.
I mean, that's--
that's putting it mildly.
I mean, worse than
when your mom inherited it.
It's been abandoned,
it's deserted.
I was kind of hoping we
could list it just "as is"?
Well, as is
is not as desirable.
I'd have to get you some comps.
I could probably get you
a number in a day or so.
-Okay.
-You know, and after that,
I'll have my-- I'll have
my guy Ronnie come here.
He's my photographer.
He's staged some shitholes
to look pretty cherry.
-No-- no offense.
-None taken.
I'm off to happy hour.
That's where I do
my best thinking.
I'll, uh, I'll be in touch.
Sounds good.
Ow.
What the hell?
Jesus.
Oh.
Thank God. The power came on.
What the fuck?
What am I gonna do
with all this stuff?
"Eugene and Sylvia,
four years old."
I can't believe
that was you, Mom.
"They trampled her
until she was no more.
I tried to stop them.
I trampled
her until she was no more.
- I had to do what I had to do.
- I had to do
what I had to do.
They won't let me
leave this place.
They won't let me
leave this place.
To my daughter.
Sylvia, I...
Sylvia,
I was hoping to give
this to you in person,
but I understand you
don't like being here.
...you
don't like being here.
I'm sorry if it still
brings you pain.
I wanted to leave you something
to make up for things.
We lose track of
time and ourselves,
but our thoughts
are filled with memories
that remind us,
torment us of
unspeakable things.
I know you still believe me.
I know
you still believe me.
This will not--
this will not erase the
sins of Father, even mine,
but this map,
follow the instructions. Use it.
- It's all there. Take it
- Take it
-and leave.
-...and leave.
God be with you and Rachel.
Your dad.
-Don't let them have it.
-Don't let them have it...
The cash, find it here,
$250,000."
$250,000?
I may need you to come
out here and help me.
I don't know who else I trust.
I have to get all
this shit out of here
before I can sell this place.
I can't afford to hire anyone.
I was just really hoping
that you would come and help me.
I'm willing to cut you
in on the house profit.
It will be the last
favor I ask of you.
This is a lot of
bullshit to process, Rachel.
Look, Shay, I get it.
I'm not the best
at keeping a job
or relationships.
Shay, I have nothing.
I am running on fumes here.
This is the last thing I have
that might get me somewhere.
This is
a waste of my time.
Fuck.
Don't look behind you.
"Stagecoach."
Oh.
Stagecoach.
That's the spot.
Goddammit.
Oh, my God.
Holy shit.
$40, $60,
$80, $100.
What the hell was that?
What the fuck was that?
North.
Fifteen steps to what?
And what the fuck is this?
I don't--
Hey there.
I'm back.
I just wanna run a few numbers--
actually, one number by
you, but here you go.
You know, I-- I--
I actually think
we can get something
slightly decent.
I mean, hell, even lowball money
would be good for this place.
All here, all negotiable,
except for my fee.
Just kidding.
We-- we can talk
about that, too.
Now, here's the deal.
I know a blind man in town.
I can make a few calls,
see if he'd be interested.
Okay. Great.
-Thanks for this.
-Skim through that.
I know you wanna sell fast.
I like fast, so let's--
let's talk--
let's talk about it.
When do you wanna--
when do you wanna list it?
- Um...
- You know what?
You're right.
You're right. I can--
Ronnie. I got to
get him out here.
He takes okay pictures.
Uh, actually, change of plans.
It's gonna take me
a little bit longer.
I-- I need some more time
to clean the place up,
go through my
grandfather's things,
and I just really wanna
give it the right focus.
I don't wanna throw away
anything I could use,
so I've decided to wait.
Wait? Wait?
Wait? I-- I thought you
said you were in a hurry.
It's just there's a lot
of stuff to go through,
sentimental things.
I just-- so I-- I have
to go through all of it.
Okay. And then?
But I really appreciate
you coming out here.
And I will hold on to this
and call you as soon
as I'm done digging--
I mean, going
through everything,
cleaning up, you know.
Yeah.
Yeah. All right.
Okay.
Whatever.
I guess you just, uh,
you give me a holler
when-- when you're ready.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Will do.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
Hey, wait. Uh, Jimmy.
-Mm-hmm.
-Do you know
if there are any
animals out here?
Is-- is that a serious question?
Well, I--
I-- I-- I suppose. Yeah.
I've just been
hearing animal sounds
around the property at night.
And last night,
it happened again,
but this time
with some movement,
so I just thought you
might know something.
Well, it's a desert.
I mean, we got coyotes,
you know, wild dogs.
This kind of sounded
bigger than that.
Okay, okay.
Well, nothing bigger
than that out here.
Not that I'm aware of.
Okay.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Yeah. Read a book.
So, from there.
One, two, three,
four, five,
six, seven.
Fourteen, fifteen.
Nine, ten.
What the hell?
"Father was feared.
Rightly so. He was corrupt...
He was corrupt,
-...sadistic,
-sadistic,
-calculated,
-calculated,
-full of unimaginable sin.
-full of unimaginable
sin.
His men were plucked
from desperation and despair,
given false hope,
fed their vices, made to obey.
He held great power
in their eyes.
The hand thought of
him as intelligent
because he found a
way to manipulate them..."
-...manipulate them...
-uh...
"Because he was intelligent."
He held great
power to manipulate them.
Hello?
Hello?!
Hello?
Somebody out there?
Hello?
Fuck!
Fuck.
No!
No!
Whoa.
Oh, my God.
It's gotta be here.
Yes.
Yes!
The money!
Thanks for meeting me.
Ah, no problem.
I'm sorry I couldn't
come to your property.
I'm, uh, doing
showings here today.
Listen, I, um,
I wanted to ask you
about the house
on my grandfather's property.
-Okay.
-You said that my mother
contacted you about selling
it, but she never came up.
Did she say anything
else to you about it?
Uh, well, I'm not sure.
I mean, we were-- we were
supposed to talk about it,
but on the day we were supposed
to meet, she was a no-show.
Never called me back or nothing.
So, uh,
well, I-- you know, let me--
uh, I should actually clarify.
About, uh, two weeks
later, she did email me
and, uh, she asked
me to list it.
-And you did?
-Yeah, your-- your mother
did try to sell the house.
Why didn't you
mention this before?
I don't know. I guess
maybe I felt-- I felt bad.
You know, she
actually-- uh, she, uh,
you know, she gave
me some money,
you know, towards, uh, flyer ads
and, uh, she mailed me a key,
put it out there in the
marketplace for about a minute,
but, uh, no one-- no one
would come near the place.
What do you mean? Why not?
I don't know.
Uh, you know, place
has been abandoned
since your grandfather passed,
so maybe it's the condition.
I mean, even these desert folk,
they have their standards.
Do you know if anyone's
living on the property?
Hmm, hmm, no.
No, not that I know of. No.
I've just been
noticing odd things.
I just wondered if you
heard anything strange.
Well, I can tell you this.
A lot of strange things
happen out here,
so you're gonna have to be
a little more specific.
Do you know the history
of my grandfather's house?
Uh,
house has been around
since the '20s, right?
Your grandfather,
it was passed down in
his family, his father.
Yup. That's about all I know.
But you said no one would
come near it. Why not?
I mean, you hang out
at the local Legion
bar or whatever.
No one's given you
a reason? There must
be some kind of reason.
-Well, I'm not sure.
-What?
I just know these people.
They like to yearn
about the stories.
Stories? What kind of stories?
You know, campfire-type stories.
Campfire-type stories?
Yeah,
the hellraising kind.
And I'm sure a lot
of that is embellished.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got to sell a house.
Howdy, folks.
How are you? Nice to see you.
Bethany, Bob, it's a pleasure.
You guys in the
market for a house?
Someone here?!
Come out now!
I'm not playing around!
"Do not open the door at all.
If the light is on,
don't open it."
Come on out, whoever you are!
I'm done playing games!
Ugh.
This one's
Grandpa Gene's writing.
Wait.
These other ones weren't.
Why did you write this
one, Grandpa Gene?
What the fuck?
Let go of me!
Fuck.
Oh.
Jesus.
They tremble.
They won't
let me leave this place.
Oh, my God.
Mom.
"Franklin Goss, 42.
Eugene Goss, four."
Is this why you did it, Mom?
You killed yourself
for their sins?
Help me. I'm so afraid.
There's nothing but to let go.
You're not real.
This money is mine.
"The hand worked long hours,
often 22 hours a day.
Over time,
they decayed, rotten, fetid,
- ...rotten...
- mind and body,
and they fell sick.
There was no wait.
- ...fetid...
- They were dealt with.
Made into nourishment.
The animals always
smelled their sickness,
always ate well after that,
at least the ones who
made him the most money.
He held me down and forced
the nourishment in my mouth.
Their flesh was foul,
often reeked of their
souls, dark, maddened.
I feared that I would
become like them."
I feared
that I would become like them.
Fuck.
Oh, shit.
Your
call has been forwarded
to an automatic
voice message system.
Look, Shay, it's not only
that I want you to
come out and help me,
I wanna make things right,
pay you back for everything.
If I can get
all the money myself,
I will still repay you.
Trust me, I don't wanna be
out here doing this,
but I have no choice.
My mom said Grandpa Gene talked
like he was losing his mind.
It's no wonder my mom
didn't like coming out here.
I think she came out here
a handful of times
to see my grandfather
while he was still around,
but she didn't want
anything from him.
Definitely didn't
want this house.
From what I know,
my grandfather wasn't
the kind of man to joke around.
He left her in an orphanage
after her mother passed--
some horrible accident.
My mother never talked about it.
I think I know now
why she ended her pain.
Wait, wait.
My mom.
Her mother.
"They trampled her
until she was no more.
I tried to stop them."
Trampled?
"The fetus was stillborn.
Father threw it into the pit.
The hyena fought the hardest,
took it as its prize.
Even the men couldn't compete.
My mother never knew.
Would Father do the same to me?"
Would
Father do the same to me?
Rotten, fetid smell...
...corrupt...
...unspeakable things.
Just find the money,
then you can leave.
Oh, God. What am I doing?
Oh, what the fuck?
This is crazy.
This is crazy. Oh, my
God. Fucking crazy.
You need this money.
You need this money.
Just a couple more digs.
You gotta keep going.
You gotta keep going.
Shit.
You have nothing--
no job, no family.
You gotta make this work.
You're okay. You're okay.
You gotta keep going.
You gotta keep going.
Hey, so, uh, what house
we gotta photo today?
Now, what she doing there now?
Isn't that that crap property
you wanted me to take photos of?
Uh-huh. Not anymore.
Good. 'Cause I want
no part of that.
It's that weird old
man's junk everywhere.
It looks like, pfft,
ain't no lipstick
gonna make that pig look pretty.
Yeah, well, that weird old
man is her grandfather.
She wanted me to
help her sell it.
Yeah. Didn't you try
selling that place before?
Sort of.
Even if I did,
no one would come
near the place.
Yeah,
I heard about those
creepy stories and the money.
Well, hell, Ronnie,
ain't no one gonna buy
that piece-of-shit home.
What the hell is going on?
Is it fucking worth it?
Oh, God.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
Tell me what to do.
You can't just leave.
You do this all the time.
You quit.
You always quit. Look
how good that turned out.
Fuck.
What is that?
Bad things
happened here.
I'm seeing weird things
and hearing weird things.
The sheer isolation
would fuel your paranoia.
I'm not paranoid. It just feels
like somebody's messing with me.
Always thinking
someone is out to get you.
I'm not saying someone
is out to get me. I'm just--
-Why don't you just leave?
-I can't.
-Why not?
-Because there's money out here,
a lot of money.
My grandfather made some
kind of map of the property
- where he hid money.
- Money?
-How much?
-Quarter million.
Here we go again.
Rachel, stop lying.
-I'm not lying to you.
-This is bullshit.
-You're delusional.
-Fuck!
Goddammit!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
Ugh.
Yes.
Oh, my God.
I knew it. The money.
Okay.
Ten, ten, five.
That's 25,000--
No.
It's 250,000.
Goddammit!
It's supposed to be
$250,000.
Gotta be here.
It's gotta be here.
I know there's more.
I just have to dig.
Just...
just dig.
I know it's here.
Fuck.
Come on.
Please.
Come on.
Please.
You
have one unheard message.
So, like, the money.
Text me the address.
You
have one new voice message.
Hello.
This is an automated message
from Soco Electric
regarding your recent request
to turn on power
at 6835 Hicks Lane.
We could not turn on
power to this location
because your credit
card was declined.
Sh-- Shay,
I-- I-- I-- I gotta leave.
I'm gonna go stay in a
hotel until you get here.
Something--
something isn't right.
Someone's here.
Call me. Please.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Keys. Where are my fucking keys?
I just want my fucking keys!
My phone. Where's my phone?
Where's my phone?
I need to find my phone.
Come on.
Where's my phone?
Where's my cell phone?
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
Sins of
the father's curse.
Let me leave.
I just wanna leave.
Aah!
Please let me leave.
No.
I don't want anything from you.
Let me leave!
Aah!
Rachel?
Rachel, I'm here.
Rachel.
Rachel, I'm here!
Her shit's still here.
Rachel!
It's Shay.
What the...?
Yikes.
Ugh. Disgusting.
Who lives like this?
Oh.
I'm sorry those
keep coming to you.
I'm changing my address.
I've just been really frazzled,
trying to get out to this place.
You got served a letter.
It's from your old landlord.
He's suing you for back rent.
But you need to get your
mail somewhere else.
I can't keep getting
your shit, okay?
- Okay. Please.
- Rachel, this is serious.
I know. I just spent my
last dime burying my mother.
Please work with me.
So now you're
gonna guilt-trip me?
I'm asking nicely. I just
need a couple of weeks.
This is so frustrating.
I'm sorry. I know
I owe you a lot of money.
I am out here trying
to get it back to you.
I will be out of your life soon.
Fine.
I wonder if I could sell
some of this stuff.
What is this here?
"Goss Family Circus."
Grandpa Gene had a circus?
No!
What the fuck?
Jesus fucking Christ!
My God.
Yeah. No,
I-- I-- I-- I get it.
Um, no one's lived
here in a while
and the account's been closed,
but I need the lights on.
So is there any way somebody
could turn the power on today?
Uh, let me see
what I can do.
Yeah. Sure. Fine.
Whatever. Okay.
Anything you can do.
So, Jim, I heard--
Oh, no, no, no. Call me Jimmy.
Only the DMV calls me Jim.
People here, they call me Jimmy.
Actually, you know,
they, um, they like
to call me Jimmy Realtor.
More than
one Jimmy in town.
It's a small town. The
other guy was here first.
Okay, Jimmy-- Jimmy.
You said you've been
to this property before?
Yes, I have.
You know, I, um,
I met your grandfather once
at the-- at the Legion bar.
Old guy. About 80-ish, right?
Yeah, he told me to
come by, wanted to get
an appraisal on the place.
But when I, uh, I showed
up, he wasn't around.
And that was about
ten years ago.
Mm. Yeah.
That must have been
right before he passed.
Mm.
This is the living room.
You wanna go ahead
and take a look?
Okay.
All of that, um,
I'll-- you know,
I can clean all of
that up, of course.
Mm. Your grandfather, huh, he--
he collected a lot of stuff.
Yeah. I guess he was
a picker later in life,
bought stuff and sold it.
That's what my mom said.
Looks like he picked
more than he sold.
Um, yeah.
So I guess, uh, initially,
he left her this place.
I think she tried
contacting you.
I found your card in her files.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Nice lady.
Yeah.
Yeah, she did try to
contact me a few years back.
I don't-- I don't
remember her name.
-Sylvia.
-Sylvia. Yeah.
Yeah, she--
she wanted to meet me here
to sell this house,
and I never heard back.
I guess that runs in
the family as well.
Your grandfather die here?
I'm not sure.
Yeah, we-- we have to
put that in the listing.
It's a by-law.
I mean, I, you know,
I could look the other way,
but the law don't.
Did you ask your mom?
No. She's not around anymore.
Bummer. I'm sorry to hear that.
Was she sick?
Well, I'm guessing
she would have told you
if she came all the way
up here to claim them.
Well, she didn't really
like coming up here.
Mm. Well...
...you know, I can't
exactly blame her.
Well, listen, I'm,
uh, I'm not a--
I'm not a big fan of taking on,
you know, like, a project house,
so let me marinate on it,
and I'll get back to you.
Okay. Um--
Have a good day.
Uh--
uh, Jimmy, hold up.
I'll be honest with you.
I-- I really need
to sell this place.
I'm trying to leave the
state, and I need the money.
Yeah. Well, uh, I'm gonna be
honest here with you, too.
Uh, this-- this house
is in rough condition.
I mean, that's--
that's putting it mildly.
I mean, worse than
when your mom inherited it.
It's been abandoned,
it's deserted.
I was kind of hoping we
could list it just "as is"?
Well, as is
is not as desirable.
I'd have to get you some comps.
I could probably get you
a number in a day or so.
-Okay.
-You know, and after that,
I'll have my-- I'll have
my guy Ronnie come here.
He's my photographer.
He's staged some shitholes
to look pretty cherry.
-No-- no offense.
-None taken.
I'm off to happy hour.
That's where I do
my best thinking.
I'll, uh, I'll be in touch.
Sounds good.
Ow.
What the hell?
Jesus.
Oh.
Thank God. The power came on.
What the fuck?
What am I gonna do
with all this stuff?
"Eugene and Sylvia,
four years old."
I can't believe
that was you, Mom.
"They trampled her
until she was no more.
I tried to stop them.
I trampled
her until she was no more.
- I had to do what I had to do.
- I had to do
what I had to do.
They won't let me
leave this place.
They won't let me
leave this place.
To my daughter.
Sylvia, I...
Sylvia,
I was hoping to give
this to you in person,
but I understand you
don't like being here.
...you
don't like being here.
I'm sorry if it still
brings you pain.
I wanted to leave you something
to make up for things.
We lose track of
time and ourselves,
but our thoughts
are filled with memories
that remind us,
torment us of
unspeakable things.
I know you still believe me.
I know
you still believe me.
This will not--
this will not erase the
sins of Father, even mine,
but this map,
follow the instructions. Use it.
- It's all there. Take it
- Take it
-and leave.
-...and leave.
God be with you and Rachel.
Your dad.
-Don't let them have it.
-Don't let them have it...
The cash, find it here,
$250,000."
$250,000?
I may need you to come
out here and help me.
I don't know who else I trust.
I have to get all
this shit out of here
before I can sell this place.
I can't afford to hire anyone.
I was just really hoping
that you would come and help me.
I'm willing to cut you
in on the house profit.
It will be the last
favor I ask of you.
This is a lot of
bullshit to process, Rachel.
Look, Shay, I get it.
I'm not the best
at keeping a job
or relationships.
Shay, I have nothing.
I am running on fumes here.
This is the last thing I have
that might get me somewhere.
This is
a waste of my time.
Fuck.
Don't look behind you.
"Stagecoach."
Oh.
Stagecoach.
That's the spot.
Goddammit.
Oh, my God.
Holy shit.
$40, $60,
$80, $100.
What the hell was that?
What the fuck was that?
North.
Fifteen steps to what?
And what the fuck is this?
I don't--
Hey there.
I'm back.
I just wanna run a few numbers--
actually, one number by
you, but here you go.
You know, I-- I--
I actually think
we can get something
slightly decent.
I mean, hell, even lowball money
would be good for this place.
All here, all negotiable,
except for my fee.
Just kidding.
We-- we can talk
about that, too.
Now, here's the deal.
I know a blind man in town.
I can make a few calls,
see if he'd be interested.
Okay. Great.
-Thanks for this.
-Skim through that.
I know you wanna sell fast.
I like fast, so let's--
let's talk--
let's talk about it.
When do you wanna--
when do you wanna list it?
- Um...
- You know what?
You're right.
You're right. I can--
Ronnie. I got to
get him out here.
He takes okay pictures.
Uh, actually, change of plans.
It's gonna take me
a little bit longer.
I-- I need some more time
to clean the place up,
go through my
grandfather's things,
and I just really wanna
give it the right focus.
I don't wanna throw away
anything I could use,
so I've decided to wait.
Wait? Wait?
Wait? I-- I thought you
said you were in a hurry.
It's just there's a lot
of stuff to go through,
sentimental things.
I just-- so I-- I have
to go through all of it.
Okay. And then?
But I really appreciate
you coming out here.
And I will hold on to this
and call you as soon
as I'm done digging--
I mean, going
through everything,
cleaning up, you know.
Yeah.
Yeah. All right.
Okay.
Whatever.
I guess you just, uh,
you give me a holler
when-- when you're ready.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Will do.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
Hey, wait. Uh, Jimmy.
-Mm-hmm.
-Do you know
if there are any
animals out here?
Is-- is that a serious question?
Well, I--
I-- I-- I suppose. Yeah.
I've just been
hearing animal sounds
around the property at night.
And last night,
it happened again,
but this time
with some movement,
so I just thought you
might know something.
Well, it's a desert.
I mean, we got coyotes,
you know, wild dogs.
This kind of sounded
bigger than that.
Okay, okay.
Well, nothing bigger
than that out here.
Not that I'm aware of.
Okay.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Yeah. Read a book.
So, from there.
One, two, three,
four, five,
six, seven.
Fourteen, fifteen.
Nine, ten.
What the hell?
"Father was feared.
Rightly so. He was corrupt...
He was corrupt,
-...sadistic,
-sadistic,
-calculated,
-calculated,
-full of unimaginable sin.
-full of unimaginable
sin.
His men were plucked
from desperation and despair,
given false hope,
fed their vices, made to obey.
He held great power
in their eyes.
The hand thought of
him as intelligent
because he found a
way to manipulate them..."
-...manipulate them...
-uh...
"Because he was intelligent."
He held great
power to manipulate them.
Hello?
Hello?!
Hello?
Somebody out there?
Hello?
Fuck!
Fuck.
No!
No!
Whoa.
Oh, my God.
It's gotta be here.
Yes.
Yes!
The money!
Thanks for meeting me.
Ah, no problem.
I'm sorry I couldn't
come to your property.
I'm, uh, doing
showings here today.
Listen, I, um,
I wanted to ask you
about the house
on my grandfather's property.
-Okay.
-You said that my mother
contacted you about selling
it, but she never came up.
Did she say anything
else to you about it?
Uh, well, I'm not sure.
I mean, we were-- we were
supposed to talk about it,
but on the day we were supposed
to meet, she was a no-show.
Never called me back or nothing.
So, uh,
well, I-- you know, let me--
uh, I should actually clarify.
About, uh, two weeks
later, she did email me
and, uh, she asked
me to list it.
-And you did?
-Yeah, your-- your mother
did try to sell the house.
Why didn't you
mention this before?
I don't know. I guess
maybe I felt-- I felt bad.
You know, she
actually-- uh, she, uh,
you know, she gave
me some money,
you know, towards, uh, flyer ads
and, uh, she mailed me a key,
put it out there in the
marketplace for about a minute,
but, uh, no one-- no one
would come near the place.
What do you mean? Why not?
I don't know.
Uh, you know, place
has been abandoned
since your grandfather passed,
so maybe it's the condition.
I mean, even these desert folk,
they have their standards.
Do you know if anyone's
living on the property?
Hmm, hmm, no.
No, not that I know of. No.
I've just been
noticing odd things.
I just wondered if you
heard anything strange.
Well, I can tell you this.
A lot of strange things
happen out here,
so you're gonna have to be
a little more specific.
Do you know the history
of my grandfather's house?
Uh,
house has been around
since the '20s, right?
Your grandfather,
it was passed down in
his family, his father.
Yup. That's about all I know.
But you said no one would
come near it. Why not?
I mean, you hang out
at the local Legion
bar or whatever.
No one's given you
a reason? There must
be some kind of reason.
-Well, I'm not sure.
-What?
I just know these people.
They like to yearn
about the stories.
Stories? What kind of stories?
You know, campfire-type stories.
Campfire-type stories?
Yeah,
the hellraising kind.
And I'm sure a lot
of that is embellished.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got to sell a house.
Howdy, folks.
How are you? Nice to see you.
Bethany, Bob, it's a pleasure.
You guys in the
market for a house?
Someone here?!
Come out now!
I'm not playing around!
"Do not open the door at all.
If the light is on,
don't open it."
Come on out, whoever you are!
I'm done playing games!
Ugh.
This one's
Grandpa Gene's writing.
Wait.
These other ones weren't.
Why did you write this
one, Grandpa Gene?
What the fuck?
Let go of me!
Fuck.
Oh.
Jesus.
They tremble.
They won't
let me leave this place.
Oh, my God.
Mom.
"Franklin Goss, 42.
Eugene Goss, four."
Is this why you did it, Mom?
You killed yourself
for their sins?
Help me. I'm so afraid.
There's nothing but to let go.
You're not real.
This money is mine.
"The hand worked long hours,
often 22 hours a day.
Over time,
they decayed, rotten, fetid,
- ...rotten...
- mind and body,
and they fell sick.
There was no wait.
- ...fetid...
- They were dealt with.
Made into nourishment.
The animals always
smelled their sickness,
always ate well after that,
at least the ones who
made him the most money.
He held me down and forced
the nourishment in my mouth.
Their flesh was foul,
often reeked of their
souls, dark, maddened.
I feared that I would
become like them."
I feared
that I would become like them.
Fuck.
Oh, shit.
Your
call has been forwarded
to an automatic
voice message system.
Look, Shay, it's not only
that I want you to
come out and help me,
I wanna make things right,
pay you back for everything.
If I can get
all the money myself,
I will still repay you.
Trust me, I don't wanna be
out here doing this,
but I have no choice.
My mom said Grandpa Gene talked
like he was losing his mind.
It's no wonder my mom
didn't like coming out here.
I think she came out here
a handful of times
to see my grandfather
while he was still around,
but she didn't want
anything from him.
Definitely didn't
want this house.
From what I know,
my grandfather wasn't
the kind of man to joke around.
He left her in an orphanage
after her mother passed--
some horrible accident.
My mother never talked about it.
I think I know now
why she ended her pain.
Wait, wait.
My mom.
Her mother.
"They trampled her
until she was no more.
I tried to stop them."
Trampled?
"The fetus was stillborn.
Father threw it into the pit.
The hyena fought the hardest,
took it as its prize.
Even the men couldn't compete.
My mother never knew.
Would Father do the same to me?"
Would
Father do the same to me?
Rotten, fetid smell...
...corrupt...
...unspeakable things.
Just find the money,
then you can leave.
Oh, God. What am I doing?
Oh, what the fuck?
This is crazy.
This is crazy. Oh, my
God. Fucking crazy.
You need this money.
You need this money.
Just a couple more digs.
You gotta keep going.
You gotta keep going.
Shit.
You have nothing--
no job, no family.
You gotta make this work.
You're okay. You're okay.
You gotta keep going.
You gotta keep going.
Hey, so, uh, what house
we gotta photo today?
Now, what she doing there now?
Isn't that that crap property
you wanted me to take photos of?
Uh-huh. Not anymore.
Good. 'Cause I want
no part of that.
It's that weird old
man's junk everywhere.
It looks like, pfft,
ain't no lipstick
gonna make that pig look pretty.
Yeah, well, that weird old
man is her grandfather.
She wanted me to
help her sell it.
Yeah. Didn't you try
selling that place before?
Sort of.
Even if I did,
no one would come
near the place.
Yeah,
I heard about those
creepy stories and the money.
Well, hell, Ronnie,
ain't no one gonna buy
that piece-of-shit home.
What the hell is going on?
Is it fucking worth it?
Oh, God.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
Tell me what to do.
You can't just leave.
You do this all the time.
You quit.
You always quit. Look
how good that turned out.
Fuck.
What is that?
Bad things
happened here.
I'm seeing weird things
and hearing weird things.
The sheer isolation
would fuel your paranoia.
I'm not paranoid. It just feels
like somebody's messing with me.
Always thinking
someone is out to get you.
I'm not saying someone
is out to get me. I'm just--
-Why don't you just leave?
-I can't.
-Why not?
-Because there's money out here,
a lot of money.
My grandfather made some
kind of map of the property
- where he hid money.
- Money?
-How much?
-Quarter million.
Here we go again.
Rachel, stop lying.
-I'm not lying to you.
-This is bullshit.
-You're delusional.
-Fuck!
Goddammit!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
Ugh.
Yes.
Oh, my God.
I knew it. The money.
Okay.
Ten, ten, five.
That's 25,000--
No.
It's 250,000.
Goddammit!
It's supposed to be
$250,000.
Gotta be here.
It's gotta be here.
I know there's more.
I just have to dig.
Just...
just dig.
I know it's here.
Fuck.
Come on.
Please.
Come on.
Please.
You
have one unheard message.
So, like, the money.
Text me the address.
You
have one new voice message.
Hello.
This is an automated message
from Soco Electric
regarding your recent request
to turn on power
at 6835 Hicks Lane.
We could not turn on
power to this location
because your credit
card was declined.
Sh-- Shay,
I-- I-- I-- I gotta leave.
I'm gonna go stay in a
hotel until you get here.
Something--
something isn't right.
Someone's here.
Call me. Please.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Keys. Where are my fucking keys?
I just want my fucking keys!
My phone. Where's my phone?
Where's my phone?
I need to find my phone.
Come on.
Where's my phone?
Where's my cell phone?
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
Sins of
the father's curse.
Let me leave.
I just wanna leave.
Aah!
Please let me leave.
No.
I don't want anything from you.
Let me leave!
Aah!
Rachel?
Rachel, I'm here.
Rachel.
Rachel, I'm here!
Her shit's still here.
Rachel!
It's Shay.
What the...?