Infliction (2014) Movie Script
1
9-1-1 emergency.
Oh my God, Oh my God!
Somebody killed my dad.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Hey, I need you
guys to get out here.
I need the police
out here right now.
What's going on, sir?
My neighbors have been murdered.
9-1-1.
Yeah, I'm from the division of
child protective services and
one of my social
workers is missing.
How long has this
person been missing?
Um, since this afternoon.
She hasn't shown up for
her case today at 2:00.
She's coming out.
She's coming out.
It's working now.
Is that the same battery?
No, it's a new one.
The other one must be defective.
It said it's fully charged
but I couldn't get any power.
Why don't you leave it on for
a while, make sure it's okay.
Yeah, will do.
You happy?
I'm happy.
But I don't think
Mr. Pearson will be.
I put the stills on a disc.
Yep.
I'll call him in the morning.
It's mom.
What?
Hello.
Mmhmm.
Right.
Okay.
What is she saying?
Okay.
All right.
Bye.
Is he dead?
Not yet.
Well, John, what did she say?
She said the
treatments didn't work.
I can't believe it.
We have to go up there.
I can't do that.
Kenny, we already
discussed this.
I know.
I just... I can't.
And we have work.
We'll figure it out.
How's that one working?
It's fine.
Jesus, you're not
playing around.
I told you, I
wanna tape everything.
You all set?
Yeah, I have everything I need.
Fuckin' North Carolina.
Home sweet home.
I don't think so.
I'll be right back.
Housekeeping's gonna love us.
Sleep it off, bro.
What time is it?
It's a quarter after three.
This isn't good, John.
We're here way too early.
We're not doing anything wrong.
We're just sitting here
drinking coffee and talking.
Government drones.
Believe me, we're
not here too early.
They'll be punching out at 4:00.
Five at the latest.
They work their, their eight
hour days, forty hour weeks.
Collecting their paychecks
at the end of the week.
And they get crazy benefits.
Who do you think has
more rights in that building
over there, huh?
The scumbags or their victims?
To protect and serve.
Is that him?
I think so.
You think so?
It's him.
Do you see him?
I see him.
He's turning.
I know.
I'm not gonna lose him.
I have his home address.
We can GPS it if we have to.
I just needed to see him.
Now what?
We wait.
Get your camera.
Okay.
Wait a minute.
We need to talk about
what we're doing here.
There's nothing to talk about.
I already got it started.
Now come on.
Where's he at?
He's upstairs.
It's him.
Yeah, it's him.
Where's his wife?
She died a few years back.
He's here all by himself now.
Now, I'm gonna
take the tape off.
But if you yell for help or
if you do anything stupid,
I'll end it.
You understand?
Take whatever you
want and leave.
This is very manageable for you
two as long as this doesn't go
any further than a robbery.
What makes you think
we're here to rob you?
What is it that you want?
You tell me.
I don't know.
You don't know?
No.
Well you're a judge.
Yes.
Yes I am.
Then it's your job... your
"gift"... to take the evidence
presented to you
and make a decision.
Two armed intruders hold a judge
against his will in his home.
Robbery is not the motive.
With all of your years of
experience, your vast
legal knowledge, tell me,
what is your conclusion?
Do I know you two?
We're not important.
I'm a family court judge.
Not criminal.
We're not criminals.
Neither one of us has
ever committed a crime.
Or served a day in jail.
Okay.
I didn't mean anything by it.
You're both very young.
You don't wanna
throw your lives away.
You're not worried
about our lives.
You're gonna say whatever you
have to say to get out of this.
To get back to your
Saturday golf outings,
and your Sunday family dinners.
Having a good time, enjoying
life while you sit in your
courtroom acting like God.
The reckless decisions
you make destroy lives.
I fully understand the
impact that my rulings
have on people's lives.
That is not something
that I take lightly.
Uh-huh.
I stand by every
decision I've ever made.
Well so do I.
John!
Holy shit.
Oh my God.
Did you get that?
Yeah.
I can't believe it.
I mean, I can't believe it.
This is really happening.
Did you bring the robe?
You got it?
Yeah.
Grab the papers and
let's get out of here.
It hasn't changed a bit.
I know.
There it is.
You wanna stop?
No.
I remember you loved that place.
Mom would take me there when
you and Andrea were at school.
She'd let me play the video
games and then we'd get
ice cream and walk home.
It was kind of our thing.
Why are we here?
John?
I remember dad brought
the three of us here.
You were at short,
Andrea was at second,
I was right here on
pitcher's mound.
Dad was over there
in the batter's box.
He was hitting us
pop-ups and grounders.
He hit you a fly ball but
it was a little too high.
But you stayed under it.
Even when it came down on
you and you misjudged it,
you hung in there.
The ball, the ball hit
you on the shoulder
and I knew you were
hurt but you wouldn't cry.
You were a tough little kid.
I almost didn't recognize it.
It looks like a
completely different house
without that tree out front.
Yeah, that thing was
dead when we lived here.
I remember mom used to rag on
dad constantly to cut it down.
Well somebody cut it down.
They've done some landscaping.
It looks like they
replaced the front door, too.
It's someone else's home now.
Hey, guys.
What can I get for you?
I'll take a vodka tonic.
I'll take a house beer.
All right.
Here you go, guys.
Great.
Thanks.
Okay, so um what's
with the cameras?
Go ahead.
Tell her.
We're shooting a documentary.
Really?
What about?
It's about people and how
their actions affect others.
Are you gonna be
showing good people or bad?
Is there a difference?
I think so.
I think for the most part
people are either good or bad.
I disagree.
I think that there's
good and bad in everyone.
So Hitler had good in him?
I'm sure at one point he did.
I mean, I don't
think he was born evil.
I think he probably experienced
things in his life that made
him go the way he did.
So you believe in free will?
Exactly.
See, I believe we're
genetically predisposed
to become what we are.
We get our parents' hair
color; Their eyes; Their looks.
And I believe genetically
we get their personalities,
their intellect,
strengths, weaknesses.
You don't think that we
learn some of that from them?
I don't.
I mean, how else would you
explain adopted children?
You know, raised in good homes,
ending up in legal trouble
or on drugs?
See, I think there's something
inside them that's stronger
than what they were taught.
That's an interesting point.
I actually think it's
a combination of both.
I agree that we're genetically
predisposed to certain things,
good or bad.
But I also believe that life
experiences, our environment,
can tilt us either way.
I can buy that.
Makes sense to me.
Now karma is
something I believe in.
I think we're all
connected, someway, somehow.
And our actions
always come back to us.
Life's a circle.
We're room 213.
Cool.
Which way?
Straight ahead.
I'm shot.
Yeah, so am I.
You should have gone
home with that bartender.
She wasn't into me.
That's not true.
She was talking to you the
whole time we were there.
She was just being nice.
Besides, they get better
tips if they flirt with you.
Did you get her name at least?
Yeah.
Theresa.
She likes to be called T.
T, huh?
Well T had great tits.
Yeah, she did.
There's a shit storm
coming our way Kenny.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about our karma.
I've been thinking
about that all night.
The judge had a family, what
did they do to deserve that?
This'll come back to us
in one form or another.
I kinda see us as
the judge's karma.
But where does it end?
I don't know.
I mean, I guess it ends
when it's supposed to end.
It's out of our hands now.
We can stop it
before it gets worse.
So what are you saying?
Do you wanna stop?
Yeah.
Yeah, I wanna stop.
I thought this was
the right thing to do,
but now I'm not so sure.
Okay, John.
You're the only one in my life
I've ever been able to count on.
I squared away the room.
You look like you got raped
by a gang of swinging dicks.
There's no way I look that bad.
So last night, was
that the booze speaking?
No.
No, it wasn't.
What do you wanna do
about the footage?
I'll take care of
it when we get home.
Do you think it's a
good idea to wait?
What the fuck?
What is it?
Pull over.
Did they say
something about the judge?
Hey, pull the fuck over!
John!
John!
Will you tell me what's wrong?!
There's nothing wrong,
except that I shouldn't have
second guessed myself.
Here.
Take a look at this.
Holy shit.
Don't you see?
We are doing the right thing.
This is crazy.
I don't know what to say.
My instincts were right
until I started to doubt myself.
But who wouldn't?
I mean, look at
what we're doing.
But if this isn't a sign,
then I don't know what is.
What are you doing?
Wait for me.
Shit.
Get down on the floor now!
Now!
Now!
Get on the floor!
Shut up!
Get on the ground right now.
Get on the fucking floor!
No!
No John!
John!
Jesus Christ.
I know.
Do you think anyone heard us?
I don't think so.
I mean, I don't know.
I didn't see anybody out there.
Here.
Come on.
Crazy fucker.
I can't believe he
came at me like that.
Can you imagine charging
at someone with a gun?
No.
Now I know you're both scared.
You don't know where this
is going and you don't have
any control of the situation.
It's a terrible
feeling, isn't it?
To be helpless.
To know that your safety
and well-being is in the hands
of someone else.
When someone has that
kind of power over you.
You want compassion, right?
Yeah.
Okay.
I know you're both
anxious to speak.
And I wanna hear
what you have to say.
But I don't want a repeat
of what happened upstairs.
Understand?
Remember, you're handcuffed
and tied up and I have a knife.
Please don't hurt us.
We'll do whatever you want.
Look, I don't know what you boys
want, but whatever it is,
I'm sure I can deal with
it without involving her.
No!
Don't hurt either of us!
Please let her go.
No.
Please.
Why are you doing this?
We've done nothing to you.
That's right.
You didn't do anything.
That's very noble of you.
To sacrifice
yourself for your wife.
Not everyone would do that.
Thank-you.
But the real test would be
to put yourself out there for
a complete stranger.
Could you do that?
Yes!
We do it all the time.
Really?
Yes.
We're both very
active with our church.
And we do food drives and
clothing drives for the needy.
We help run a charity
for unwed pregnant teens.
And every Thanksgiving we
serve dinner to the homeless.
And you tell all of your friends
about your selfless acts,
don't you?
No.
Of course you don't.
That's not why we do it.
Then why do you do it?
Because it's the
right thing to do!
You have some nerve breaking
into our home, holding us
against our will, and passing
judgment on our integrity!
Judy!
I will pass judgment!
Because everything you
just said is a bunch of
superficial bullshit!
Nothing you've done has
changed anyone's lives!
You think feeding dinner to
the homeless one day out
of the year does anything?
What about the other
364 days in the year?
And look at me!
No!
You think your donations to your
charities ever reach the needy?
Or your shitty furniture for
your unwed pregnant teens.
You think that
makes a difference?!
Yes, it does.
I'm talking about really making
a difference when it's personal
and right in front of you.
I'm not talking about sending in
money to people you never meet,
or serving food to people then
sending them on their way,
or dropping off furniture and
wishing them good luck,
then going back to
your comfortable life.
What do you want?!
Let me put it to you this way.
What would you do if someone
came banging on your door in
the middle of the night, bloody
and beaten, begging for help.
Would you make a simple
phone call to the police?
Or would you slam the
door shut and do nothing?
Because you didn't
want to get involved?
Oh my God, it can't be.
Please.
That's what this is about?
You don't understand.
No.
We were scared.
We didn't know what to do.
No.
How's this for an explanation?
See no evil, hear no
evil, speak no evil.
Fuck!
Kenny, what are you doing?
So what do you think?
Here you go.
Thank you.
Enjoy.
I need to get some coffee.
So do I.
You hungry?
Not really.
Is that you?
Yeah.
It's Andrea.
Andrea?
Yeah, it's her.
It's gotta be about dad.
Well answer it.
I don't know what to say.
Just talk to her.
You've stayed in touch with her.
Let's just see if she
leaves a voicemail.
Hey, how's everything going?
Hi, Kenny.
It's your big sister.
I'm not sure why I'm calling.
I know you and John
want to be left alone,
but for what it's worth,
I saw dad last night.
I actually just left their
house and he's getting worse.
I thought you should know.
Come on, Kenny.
Jesus Christ.
Kenny!
I'm over here!
Well where's here?!
Down by the stream!
What Cupful stream?
How are you making out?
Good.
Let me see what you got.
These look really great, bro.
Thanks.
Listen, I know this is kinda
how you process things,
but we really gotta get moving.
Yeah, just give me
a few more minutes.
So what do you wanna do?
Just sit here and wait.
Let her go inside,
we'll give it a little time.
Shit.
Try to block her.
It's too risky.
It's daylight.
Somebody might see us.
So you wanna leave?
No, let's just follow
her and see what happens.
What do you think?
Think she's gonna
remove the kids?
I don't think so.
The kids look too happy.
It's a foster home.
It's their escape from insanity.
Until they decide to send
them back to their parents,
the same people that put
them here to begin with.
Is there anyone around?
I don't see anyone.
Well, keep an eye out.
You wanna do this now?
This might be the
best chance we have.
John, let's think about this.
She probably has
another appointment today.
Or she's expected
back at her office.
Wait, if she doesn't
show up, the police are
gonna look for her.
Let's do it at her house
tonight, It'll buy us more time.
I'm not doing this
in front of her kids.
Jesus.
Did anybody fucking see him?
Come on!
Help me!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm gonna carry her in.
Somebody!
Help me!
I thought you tied her up!
I did!
She got out of it!
Leave me alone!
No!
Help me get her
inside the fuckin' house.
Come on!
Please.
I have two little
boys, I'm all they have.
I told you to be quiet!
This house once
brought happiness.
It brought safety and security
when everything was crazy.
There was an older
couple that owned this house.
They couldn't have
children of their own
so they filled it
with foster kids.
Do you remember them?
Fred and Helen Decker.
That's right.
I'm surprised you
remember their names.
I figured you'd know them
by some state-assigned code.
They were good people.
They were great people.
Fred passed away
about eight years ago.
I know he did.
And I know Helen lost this
place about five years ago.
She did everything she
could to try to keep it.
But it was just too much
for her after losing Fred.
So after helping others
for most of her life,
she now gets to spend
what little time she has
left in a state-run
nursing home.
Where she can be taken
care of for a change.
She's just another number.
We're all just numbers, right?
How we live, how we die,
how much money we make.
And then decisions are
made that affect peoples' lives
based on statistics.
I never looked at the
two of you that way.
What did you say?
I remember you.
John and Kenneth Stiles,
and your sister Andrea.
Obviously, you're
both a lot older now
but I recognized you right away.
And the way the two of
you interact with each other,
it hasn't changed.
I don't know why
you're doing this to me.
You don't?
I don't.
I did everything I could to
protect the three of you.
I had you removed from an
abusive home and placed
in a safe environment
here with the Deckers.
I tried to help you.
But you sent us
back to our parents.
It's always in the best interest
of the children to be with
their biological parents.
Even if there's abuse?
Of course not.
When there's abuse,
we remove the children.
Then the parents are given a
case plan and if they follow it,
then they'll regain custody.
And I'm assuming my parents
followed it to perfection.
They did everything
they were required to do.
I had to tell the judge that.
And in his divine wisdom
he sent us back to them.
It's not our goal to
break up families.
Our first priority is
to protect the children.
Like in our case.
Your parents demonstrated that
they had a safe and stable home.
A safe, stable home?
Do you have any idea how
horrific the abuse was when
you sent us back to them?
When I came to your house
and everything seemed okay.
Oh, bullshit!
You think checking
up on us every
here and there did anything?!
You don't think we all put
on our smiley faces for you
when you stopped by?!
You should have told me.
Your parents weren't
gonna admit anything.
The neighbors didn't
want to get involved.
The abuse was bad
before you removed us.
But it went to a whole other
level when they moved us to
that house in the woods
where no one heard us
and they did whatever
they wanted.
I'm sorry.
We should have never
gone back to them.
All of your studies and charts
and statistics removed us from a
safe, stable home and sent us
back to the people that hurt us.
I have spent my life
fighting to protect children.
I am on the front
lines everyday.
Don't you think the
red tape frustrates me?
Not only do I have
to fight the parents,
but I have to fight the system.
I have something
I wanna show you.
No!
No!
No!
Here's the court order
removing us from our parents.
And here's the court order
kicking us back to them.
What one hand giveth,
the other hand taketh away.
It breaks my heart
that we got it wrong.
It was our hearts that were
broken because you got it wrong.
What about my boys?
Your boys will feel the same
pain that was inflicted on us.
Not me.
Your parents.
Is this your goal here?
To destroy as many lives
as you can because
you had a shitty childhood?
Well guess what?
You're not the only ones.
My boys have not had a
walk in the park either.
Their father is a
violent alcoholic.
I tried to fix him
because that's who I am.
It took me years, years
to realize that I couldn't.
And then finally I
took the boys and I left.
If something happens to me,
my ex-husband will raise them.
You realize that, right?
How do you think
they're gonna affect society
with that kind of upbringing?
I'm their Helen Decker.
Whatever happens to me
in this room right now
will hurt innocent people
for years to come.
John?
Turn it off.
We can't just leave her here!
That's exactly
what we're gonna do.
Wait a minute.
This is my life, too.
It's not all about you!
I know that.
You think I don't?
This is about the two
of us making things right.
Yeah, and how are we
gonna do that when
we're sitting behind bars?
There's no doubt the
cops are looking for her.
She isn't going anywhere.
I tied her right this time.
Okay.
So she might not get
out tonight or tomorrow.
But she's eventually
gonna get out of there, John.
And when she does she's
gonna tell them all about us!
So then go take care of her.
I'm not gonna do that.
This is your brilliant idea.
You deal with it.
Oh, so I put a gun to your
head and made you do this.
No, obviously not.
But like with everything it's,
it's your plans and your terms
and I just went along with it.
We talked about this for years.
No, you talked
about this for years.
I just agreed with you.
So you don't share any
responsibility in this?
That's not what I'm saying.
How can I say that with
our fuckin' documentary?
And by the way
what's up with that?
With what?
With us videotaping our way
to the goddamn death penalty.
You know why we're taping this.
No, I don't.
Kenny, you know
why we're taping this.
No, I really don't.
It doesn't make any sense.
But it does.
This means something to us.
This doesn't mean
shit to me, John.
Other than the fact
that I've completely
fucked up my life now.
Jesus Christ.
You really don't know.
I'm done.
Why don't you go drink now.
Kenny.
No, John, I'm outta here.
Can I say something?
There's nothing else to say.
I mean, all my life
I've followed you blindly.
And I wanted to get back
at those people just
as badly as you did.
I can't deny that.
But you don't even
have a plan here.
Taping everything, leaving
her here to testify against us.
There's no going back.
There was no going back
the second we pulled out
of our driveway.
I can't do this anymore.
I'll see if I can find a
bus stop when we
get into Kynorsburg.
Maybe somebody at the
home can tell me where to go.
Are you going with me?
I'd like to pay my respects.
Is it on?
Yeah.
Hi, Helen.
Hello.
Do you remember us?
I do.
Fred and I were just
talking about the
two of you the other day.
You were?
Yeah.
Where's Andrea?
She couldn't come with us.
She's been helping
out our parents.
They were troubled people.
You remember them well.
Come here and let me hug you.
Thank you.
No.
Thank you, Helen.
For everything you
and Fred did for us.
We just want you to know how
much we love you and how much
we appreciate the time
we spent at your home.
That means the world to me.
Kenny, put down that
camera and give me a hug.
Okay.
You were always so quiet.
I'm not quiet.
Fred always tells that
same story about you.
That boy in the neighborhood
was picking on your brother.
He was older than you, right?
Yeah, by a few years.
That's what I thought.
Well anyway, he roughed up
John in front of our house.
Fred and I saw it happen, but
before we could get outside
to break it up, you came
out of nowhere and jumped
on that boy's back.
You were punching him
and biting him and he spun
around like a top.
He couldn't shake you off.
Fred always says that being
quiet doesn't mean you're weak.
He admires your
loyalty to each other.
I didn't see that same
type of loyalty from Andrea.
I remember something
different about that day.
When Fred and I came outside,
I saw her standing there.
She didn't do
anything to help you.
Andrea always
looked out for Andrea.
That one tested my patience.
She was nasty to
me, but loved Fred.
She always went
for his attention.
We're beginning this hour with
continuing coverage of a
missing.
Carlton social worker.
As we reported earlier, the
woman was last seen yesterday
afternoon at a local restaurant.
Her name is LindaHallet.
She's 44-years-old.
-Jesus.
-Shh.
And a single mother of two.
Linda is a white female.
5 "9".
125 pounds.
John.
Shut up.
Blonde hair.
Green eyes.
Coworkers contacted authorities
late yesterday afternoon when.
Linda failed to report back
to the United Family Services
office in Woodsboro,
where she's worked for the
past twenty-two years.
Now police will not
comment if the social worker's
disappearance is connected to
the murder of Family Court
Judge.
William Stevens, whose body
was found yesterday in his home.
A search has been organized by.
You left your baseball
bat out on the front yard.
Make sure you bring
it in before it rains.
We grabbed it.
We didn't forget about it.
Can one of you tell
Fred that dinner's ready?
Yeah.
I'll tell him.
When authorities found a man
and his wife dead in their home.
A spokeswoman for the
Tannersville Police Department
says that 46-year-old Alan
McGrath and his wife
45-year-old.
Judy McGrath were found
murdered in their basement.
John, we can't stay here.
The causes of their deaths
have not been confirmed.
We have to go.
Yeah.
But the spokeswoman says
they suffered traumatic wounds.
We have to go now.
I'll take you over to
the bus station right now.
Wherever you wanna go.
I'm sorry, Kenny.
I'm sorry for
fucking up your life.
You're right.
I'm doing this
without any regard for you.
I'll do whatever I can
to get you out of this.
I'll destroy everything.
I'll tell them I
made you help me.
But that's not how it happened.
I was there every
step of the way.
I didn't look out for you.
Yeah, you did.
You know I was right
about what I said last night.
It's not all about
you, It's about me, too.
It's about the two of us
reclaiming our lives, right?
About not letting
others define us as victims.
Like we talked about.
Like we talked about.
No more of this.
That's it.
Good.
You know, John, it's
always been about me and you.
That's never gonna change.
You know I'm not going anywhere.
It doesn't look
like anybody's home.
Shannon's probably
at Doug's this week.
I hope so.
We're good.
She's out.
Try the windows.
Come on.
Andrea's divorced well.
I'd say so.
Don't touch anything.
She'll notice.
Believe me.
I know.
Let's wait up in her room.
Shannon looks just like Andrea.
She looks like Doug.
What are you doing?
I'm just looking around.
What the fuck are
you up to, Andrea?
John?
What was that?
John?
You okay?
Holy shit.
John!
Kenny.
No!
Kenny!
The two of you wanna kill me?
I'm your sister.
Yeah, and mom and
dad are our parents.
What does that matter
with our fucked up family?
So I'm the same as them?
You know what you did to us.
I did what I had
to do to survive.
Just like now.
The two of you should have known
better than to come after me.
Come on.
Come on God damnit!
Wait!
I'll always find
a way to survive.
I must say, this is
some riveting cinema.
So what did you
have in mind for me?
What are you
talking about, Andrea?
Oh you know exactly
what I'm talking about.
Everyone on these cameras had a
profound meaning in your lives.
I assume I'm no different.
Kenny, do you know?
No.
You were the false protector.
The what?
The false face must hide
what the false heart doth know.
You're quoting Shakespeare.
I can only imagine what
you were going to do to me.
We were gonna cut off
your face to show your
true face underneath.
Well it's a good
thing I watch the news.
I knew it was the two of you the
minute I saw that this morning.
I had a feeling I was
on your to-do list.
You never looked out for us.
And who looked out for me?
It doesn't matter.
It does matter.
No, it doesn't.
It didn't have to be
everybody for themselves.
Kenny and I never did that.
We trusted you as our older
sister and you wanted
us to trust you.
So you could constantly
set us up with mom and dad.
You lured us into the
secret room for the first time,
remember?
I learned at a very young
age to look out for myself.
At our expense.
At anyone's expense.
Yeah, but it was more
than just self-preservation.
There was something
else going on with you.
Oh, is that right?
Hey, you tell me.
That night dad beat
the fuck out of us.
Which night?
You know which night.
The three of us were supposed to
sneak out after they fell asleep
and run next door
to the McGraths.
Kenny and I made it there.
But you were nowhere to be seen.
I told you, mom caught me
climbing out the window
and told dad.
Bullshit, Andrea!
Dad showed up at the McGraths
like two minutes after we did.
How did he know
where we were going?
I don't know.
Maybe they heard us
planning our great escape.
Why did we involve
those people anyway?
We could've called 911.
Well I thought it'd be better
to have an adult call
cause we were fuckin' kids.
How was I supposed to know
they'd slam the door shut?
Well you showed them.
Hey, they could've
saved us months of abuse.
What was it?
Another six months?
A year before Kenny's teacher
saw bruises on his arm,
turned in mom and dad.
Even after they removed us, you
still tried to cover for them.
It was conditioned behavior.
Don't you get it?
The two of you think
I'm some sort of monster.
You are a monster.
Everybody in your
life serves a purpose.
Just look at the
lifestyle you live.
Yeah, what about it?
That was pretty smart, getting
pregnant by some rich,
old guy and cleaning him
out in your divorce.
Hey, Shannon's
hooked you up big time.
Leave her out of this.
Why don't you leave
her out of this?!
I saw the T-shirt
in her bedroom.
Granddaddy's little girl?
What the fuck kind of reason
could you possibly have
bringing.
Shannon around mom and dad?
You're in no
position to judge me.
Is this just another attempt
by you to gain their approval?
You gave away your first
baby to make them happy.
How old were you?
Eighteen?
Why didn't you
just leave with her?
You left right
after that anyway.
You don't know a thing about me.
I started it where you left off.
There's two people inside
that you wanted to see.
There's two people inside
that you wanted to see.
Go on.
You've been here before.
Don't do anything stupid.
Remember, out here, when you
scream, it doesn't make a sound.
After you.
Mom?
I'm upstairs.
Come on down.
I have a surprise for you.
Is Shannon with you?
No, she's at Doug's this week.
Okay, I'll be down in a minute.
Nothing's changed.
People don't change.
They just get older.
What is this?
Is that anyway to
speak to your children?
We're all here for
a family reunion.
The five of us
together one last time.
Is that why
you're holding a gun?
It's for old time's sake.
Only this time I'm
pointing the gun at you.
And Kenny and John
have the cameras.
In this house, a camera's
more dangerous than a gun.
What are you talking about?
Oh, come on.
Loyal to the bitter end.
Eh, mom?
Kenny, do you know
what they're talking about?
I don't know.
He might have
blocked out certain things.
But you know.
I know what?
That we weren't perfect parents.
I know that.
But you had
everything you needed.
You had a roof over your head.
You had clothes and food.
We did the best we could.
Did I say you could move?!
Did I?!
No, you didn't.
I won't move again.
Just don't do anything stupid.
Don't tell me what to do!
Okay.
You're never going to
tell me what to do again!
Okay.
I get it.
I don't want the three
of you to ruin your lives.
You don't give a shit about us.
I care.
You're always
toeing the company line.
You did the best that
you could, you care.
We were there, mom.
We know what happened.
And dad lies and
you swear to it.
That's not true.
Seriously?
What are we to you, mom?
You're my children.
I know you gave birth to us
but you never took care of us.
Never worried about our
well-being, our schoolwork,
whether we were clean or safe.
All we ever got from you
was anger or indifference.
That's how I was raised.
Nobody showed me
any love or caring.
You have no idea how
my parents abused me.
Here we go again.
And your grandparents
abused your parents.
And their parents abused them.
And dad abused you.
Is that your excuse?
It's not an excuse.
At what point do you
take responsibility for
your own actions?
When do you break the cycle?
Have the three of you come here
to have some sort of final say?
Is that what you want?
Your father's dying!
You wanna shoot me?
Fine.
I have nothing left anyway.
You wanna shoot your dad?
He's all yours.
What's left of him.
You'd be doing him a favor.
We'll see about that.
Now start up the stairs slowly.
I want the two of
you in front of me.
The enemy of my
enemy is not my friend.
Hold up, mom.
When you get into that room,
I don't want you anywhere
near that nightstand.
I know that's where you
and dad keep your gun.
After you.
Well look at what
the cat dragged in.
I suppose you're here
to bid me a fond farewell.
I didn't think so.
John and Kenny are making
quite the interesting movie.
Well I do see the cameras.
You know all
about making movies.
Right, dad?
I figured that's
where this is headin'.
Oh, daddy, you have no idea.
Is that right?
Remember Judge
Stevens and the McGraths?
I remember those assholes.
You should see
what they did to them.
Are we talking past tense?
We are.
You fuckin' pussies.
You wait till I'm half-dead to
hatch some revenge bullshit?
I thought I made men out of you.
Like you?
Watch it, kid.
Or what?
What are you gonna do?
You can't do shit to us now.
And you can't do shit to me.
Except maybe watch me die.
You'd be surprised how horrible
we can make your last hours.
Let's see what you got.
That's some tough talk.
But you know your little
step-and-fetch-it here
has your ass covered.
I don't need
anybody to cover my ass.
Mom never did?
You sound like a
whiny, little bitch.
Andrea never lied
to the social worker?
When I was little my old
man beat the shit out of me
and I took it.
Didn't we just
hear this downstairs?
I didn't run around bitching
about how bad that I had it.
No, you just beat the shit out
of your wife and kids,
you sick fuck.
Don't you talk to
your father that way.
I'll talk to him anyway I want.
And you too for that matter.
Come on!
The two of you and your
sob childhood bullshit.
Bring it to me!
What else your
old man do to you?
John!
That's the last time
you'll ever touch me!
Stop it!
Go ahead and hit me!
It's not the first
punch I've taken!
Back off or I'll
shoot you right now!
Kenny!
The next one won't be a warning.
Move away from the gun.
Okay.
It's all right, baby girl.
Let them do what they gotta do.
I'm not keeping them from you.
You're in on this with them?
Let's just say we're
here for different reasons.
Where are we going?
I'll tell you when to stop.
Just keep going.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Don't help them.
Fine.
Come on!
You can stop now.
Start digging.
I'm not gonna do that.
You had no
problem doing it before.
This has gone far enough.
What's this about, Andrea?
Do you think I'm playing games?!
Dig!
Get that fuckin'
camera out of my face.
You're almost there.
This won't change a thing.
It will for me.
Did you know, I was content
watching daddy suffer a long,
painful death?
His punishment for
everything he did to us.
But John and Kenny made me
realize that wasn't enough.
They made me realize
people should be held
accountable for their actions.
I'm done.
John.
What the fuck?
What'd the three of you do?
Not me.
Them.
She was my baby.
Kristen?
The one mom and dad
made you give up?
The one they took from me.
You killed her baby?
Which one of you did it?
Which one of you
killed an infant?
It was the both of them.
You and Kenny
were gone that night.
You were out with your friends.
Who could blame you for
never wanting to be at home.
I was sleeping in my room and
Kristen was in her bassinet.
She wasn't even a week old.
I woke up in the middle of
the night, call it mother's
intuition, and she was gone.
I knew it was them right away.
And I thought they'd
taken her to the basement.
But it was worse.
I saw mom running
into the woods.
I chased after her
and wound up here.
They had already dug her grave.
And mom threw my baby,
she threw her into this hole
like a piece of garbage,
and daddy,
you crushed her skull
with that brick.
I tried to stop them.
I did.
But mom beat me with her
gun and said she'd shoot me.
And daddy, do you remember what
you said to me when I was on
the ground bleeding and crying.
"It's for the best, baby girl.
"It's for the best".
Why?
Why did you do that?
Cause that's what mom wanted.
When did mom ever
have a say with dad?
When she threatened to turn him
in for everything he did to us.
Well what did your baby
have to do with that?
Make me understand!
You should have left this alone.
Left what alone?!
You don't wanna know.
I wanna know!
I wanna know how you could
kill your granddaughter!
She wasn't his granddaughter.
What?
She was perfect.
Her eyes were beautiful,
her skin,
she looked just like her father.
No fuckin' way.
Are you serious?
You fuckin' did that to her?
And you kept it?
She was our baby.
It was a freak.
No, she wasn't!
You just didn't
wanna lose your husband!
What were you thinking?
That's why you
made him kill her!
I tried to turn you
in, but I couldn't.
When I left that night, I
never planned on coming back.
But I wanted you to see Shannon.
I wanted you to
see what you'd lost.
Well you showed me.
I'm feeling all teary-eyed
about the damage I've done.
What did you want from me?
Some sort of
deathbed revelation?
Find the error of my ways?
I don't give a shit about
any of the three of you,
Shannon, or your dead baby.
I don't care what you
say or what you do.
I've made more impact
on your lives than any
of you ever made on mine.
You fuckin' piece of shit!
Think you're gonna
have the final say?!
John!
There's no way to
unfuck what you've done!
Not here!
Not this way!
Am I impacting your life now?!
Kenny get down!
I'm okay, I'm okay.
Shit!
Jesus.
Jesus Christ.
Keep an eye on them.
I don't think
they're going anywhere.
Mother fucker.
Don't you fuckin' die!
I hope I ruin your plans.
No!
I knew you valued
your pathetic life.
Now get up.
I can't.
It's amazing what you can do
when you put your mind to it.
I told you to get up!
Move!
I'll never understand.
You left your baby
in a shallow grave
and you let them
get away with it.
You let dad get away with
it, like she didn't matter.
And then you used Shannon
to try to get some sort
of validation from him.
We all have to
answer for our actions.
There's no secret room where
we can hide from mom and dad.
Shannon's better off this way.
Hey, get back here.
No!
Are you done?
Yeah, she's in there.
You need a hand?
I'm fine.
Let's bring them down.
Let's bring them down.
What is that?
So what do you do?
You sit down here
and watch these?
John what's on these tapes?
Yeah, John, what's on the tapes?
Shut up.
I wanna know.
I really need you to remember.
My three kids.
One of them runs away from home,
one of them has memory block,
and one hides behind the bottle.
No more hiding.
To destroy your demons,
first you have to face them.
You and I are on
those tapes, with dad.
I'm sure Andrea's
on some of them, too.
Mom worked one of the cameras.
She'd move all around us.
And they had their
second camera on a tripod.
He wanted to
cover all the angles.
It started when we moved here.
After we came back from
Helen's, down here in this room.
The secret room.
That's what Andrea called it.
He probably started molesting
her at the other house.
I don't know.
Andrea came up to
our room that night.
Said she had found a
room in the basement.
That's right.
She said it was a secret room.
Where the three of us
could hide from mom and dad.
And they'd never find us.
But when we got down here
they were waiting for us,
with the cameras.
You put her up to
that, didn't you?
Then he made us undress.
He started touching you.
Then he made me come over.
"Don't be afraid of
the cameras, Kenny.
Your name's gonna
be up in lights..."
I remember
everything you did to us.
And everything you
made us do to you.
For years!
Is this all of them?!
Is it?!
It's all of them.
The masters anyway.
You made copies,
you scumbag fuck?!
Where are they?!
They're all over the place.
Where are the fuckin' copies?!
The two of you are
gonna live forever.
What'd you do with them?!
The internet's a
wonderful thing.
Well, this is our movie.
And the two of you
are the stars now.
The broken parents.
Time's up.
When we were kids,
you terrified us.
We lived in constant fear.
Every time you raised your
voices, walked into a room,
or even looked our way.
You were these imposing figures.
Bigger than life.
Well not anymore.
Now that we're grown and
on a level playing field,
we can see the both of
you for what you really are.
No.
No, Kenny.
Please.
Please no.
It wasn't all bad.
Broken by your parents.
Broken by genetics.
Broken by life.
So what are you?
Free.
See what they're doing.
Holy shit!
Police!
Freeze!
John!
They're coming!
Over there!
The door!
Drop your weapon!
Now!
Down on the floor!
Get down!
Okay!
9-1-1 emergency.
Oh my God, Oh my God!
Somebody killed my dad.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Hey, I need you
guys to get out here.
I need the police
out here right now.
What's going on, sir?
My neighbors have been murdered.
9-1-1.
Yeah, I'm from the division of
child protective services and
one of my social
workers is missing.
How long has this
person been missing?
Um, since this afternoon.
She hasn't shown up for
her case today at 2:00.
She's coming out.
She's coming out.
It's working now.
Is that the same battery?
No, it's a new one.
The other one must be defective.
It said it's fully charged
but I couldn't get any power.
Why don't you leave it on for
a while, make sure it's okay.
Yeah, will do.
You happy?
I'm happy.
But I don't think
Mr. Pearson will be.
I put the stills on a disc.
Yep.
I'll call him in the morning.
It's mom.
What?
Hello.
Mmhmm.
Right.
Okay.
What is she saying?
Okay.
All right.
Bye.
Is he dead?
Not yet.
Well, John, what did she say?
She said the
treatments didn't work.
I can't believe it.
We have to go up there.
I can't do that.
Kenny, we already
discussed this.
I know.
I just... I can't.
And we have work.
We'll figure it out.
How's that one working?
It's fine.
Jesus, you're not
playing around.
I told you, I
wanna tape everything.
You all set?
Yeah, I have everything I need.
Fuckin' North Carolina.
Home sweet home.
I don't think so.
I'll be right back.
Housekeeping's gonna love us.
Sleep it off, bro.
What time is it?
It's a quarter after three.
This isn't good, John.
We're here way too early.
We're not doing anything wrong.
We're just sitting here
drinking coffee and talking.
Government drones.
Believe me, we're
not here too early.
They'll be punching out at 4:00.
Five at the latest.
They work their, their eight
hour days, forty hour weeks.
Collecting their paychecks
at the end of the week.
And they get crazy benefits.
Who do you think has
more rights in that building
over there, huh?
The scumbags or their victims?
To protect and serve.
Is that him?
I think so.
You think so?
It's him.
Do you see him?
I see him.
He's turning.
I know.
I'm not gonna lose him.
I have his home address.
We can GPS it if we have to.
I just needed to see him.
Now what?
We wait.
Get your camera.
Okay.
Wait a minute.
We need to talk about
what we're doing here.
There's nothing to talk about.
I already got it started.
Now come on.
Where's he at?
He's upstairs.
It's him.
Yeah, it's him.
Where's his wife?
She died a few years back.
He's here all by himself now.
Now, I'm gonna
take the tape off.
But if you yell for help or
if you do anything stupid,
I'll end it.
You understand?
Take whatever you
want and leave.
This is very manageable for you
two as long as this doesn't go
any further than a robbery.
What makes you think
we're here to rob you?
What is it that you want?
You tell me.
I don't know.
You don't know?
No.
Well you're a judge.
Yes.
Yes I am.
Then it's your job... your
"gift"... to take the evidence
presented to you
and make a decision.
Two armed intruders hold a judge
against his will in his home.
Robbery is not the motive.
With all of your years of
experience, your vast
legal knowledge, tell me,
what is your conclusion?
Do I know you two?
We're not important.
I'm a family court judge.
Not criminal.
We're not criminals.
Neither one of us has
ever committed a crime.
Or served a day in jail.
Okay.
I didn't mean anything by it.
You're both very young.
You don't wanna
throw your lives away.
You're not worried
about our lives.
You're gonna say whatever you
have to say to get out of this.
To get back to your
Saturday golf outings,
and your Sunday family dinners.
Having a good time, enjoying
life while you sit in your
courtroom acting like God.
The reckless decisions
you make destroy lives.
I fully understand the
impact that my rulings
have on people's lives.
That is not something
that I take lightly.
Uh-huh.
I stand by every
decision I've ever made.
Well so do I.
John!
Holy shit.
Oh my God.
Did you get that?
Yeah.
I can't believe it.
I mean, I can't believe it.
This is really happening.
Did you bring the robe?
You got it?
Yeah.
Grab the papers and
let's get out of here.
It hasn't changed a bit.
I know.
There it is.
You wanna stop?
No.
I remember you loved that place.
Mom would take me there when
you and Andrea were at school.
She'd let me play the video
games and then we'd get
ice cream and walk home.
It was kind of our thing.
Why are we here?
John?
I remember dad brought
the three of us here.
You were at short,
Andrea was at second,
I was right here on
pitcher's mound.
Dad was over there
in the batter's box.
He was hitting us
pop-ups and grounders.
He hit you a fly ball but
it was a little too high.
But you stayed under it.
Even when it came down on
you and you misjudged it,
you hung in there.
The ball, the ball hit
you on the shoulder
and I knew you were
hurt but you wouldn't cry.
You were a tough little kid.
I almost didn't recognize it.
It looks like a
completely different house
without that tree out front.
Yeah, that thing was
dead when we lived here.
I remember mom used to rag on
dad constantly to cut it down.
Well somebody cut it down.
They've done some landscaping.
It looks like they
replaced the front door, too.
It's someone else's home now.
Hey, guys.
What can I get for you?
I'll take a vodka tonic.
I'll take a house beer.
All right.
Here you go, guys.
Great.
Thanks.
Okay, so um what's
with the cameras?
Go ahead.
Tell her.
We're shooting a documentary.
Really?
What about?
It's about people and how
their actions affect others.
Are you gonna be
showing good people or bad?
Is there a difference?
I think so.
I think for the most part
people are either good or bad.
I disagree.
I think that there's
good and bad in everyone.
So Hitler had good in him?
I'm sure at one point he did.
I mean, I don't
think he was born evil.
I think he probably experienced
things in his life that made
him go the way he did.
So you believe in free will?
Exactly.
See, I believe we're
genetically predisposed
to become what we are.
We get our parents' hair
color; Their eyes; Their looks.
And I believe genetically
we get their personalities,
their intellect,
strengths, weaknesses.
You don't think that we
learn some of that from them?
I don't.
I mean, how else would you
explain adopted children?
You know, raised in good homes,
ending up in legal trouble
or on drugs?
See, I think there's something
inside them that's stronger
than what they were taught.
That's an interesting point.
I actually think it's
a combination of both.
I agree that we're genetically
predisposed to certain things,
good or bad.
But I also believe that life
experiences, our environment,
can tilt us either way.
I can buy that.
Makes sense to me.
Now karma is
something I believe in.
I think we're all
connected, someway, somehow.
And our actions
always come back to us.
Life's a circle.
We're room 213.
Cool.
Which way?
Straight ahead.
I'm shot.
Yeah, so am I.
You should have gone
home with that bartender.
She wasn't into me.
That's not true.
She was talking to you the
whole time we were there.
She was just being nice.
Besides, they get better
tips if they flirt with you.
Did you get her name at least?
Yeah.
Theresa.
She likes to be called T.
T, huh?
Well T had great tits.
Yeah, she did.
There's a shit storm
coming our way Kenny.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about our karma.
I've been thinking
about that all night.
The judge had a family, what
did they do to deserve that?
This'll come back to us
in one form or another.
I kinda see us as
the judge's karma.
But where does it end?
I don't know.
I mean, I guess it ends
when it's supposed to end.
It's out of our hands now.
We can stop it
before it gets worse.
So what are you saying?
Do you wanna stop?
Yeah.
Yeah, I wanna stop.
I thought this was
the right thing to do,
but now I'm not so sure.
Okay, John.
You're the only one in my life
I've ever been able to count on.
I squared away the room.
You look like you got raped
by a gang of swinging dicks.
There's no way I look that bad.
So last night, was
that the booze speaking?
No.
No, it wasn't.
What do you wanna do
about the footage?
I'll take care of
it when we get home.
Do you think it's a
good idea to wait?
What the fuck?
What is it?
Pull over.
Did they say
something about the judge?
Hey, pull the fuck over!
John!
John!
Will you tell me what's wrong?!
There's nothing wrong,
except that I shouldn't have
second guessed myself.
Here.
Take a look at this.
Holy shit.
Don't you see?
We are doing the right thing.
This is crazy.
I don't know what to say.
My instincts were right
until I started to doubt myself.
But who wouldn't?
I mean, look at
what we're doing.
But if this isn't a sign,
then I don't know what is.
What are you doing?
Wait for me.
Shit.
Get down on the floor now!
Now!
Now!
Get on the floor!
Shut up!
Get on the ground right now.
Get on the fucking floor!
No!
No John!
John!
Jesus Christ.
I know.
Do you think anyone heard us?
I don't think so.
I mean, I don't know.
I didn't see anybody out there.
Here.
Come on.
Crazy fucker.
I can't believe he
came at me like that.
Can you imagine charging
at someone with a gun?
No.
Now I know you're both scared.
You don't know where this
is going and you don't have
any control of the situation.
It's a terrible
feeling, isn't it?
To be helpless.
To know that your safety
and well-being is in the hands
of someone else.
When someone has that
kind of power over you.
You want compassion, right?
Yeah.
Okay.
I know you're both
anxious to speak.
And I wanna hear
what you have to say.
But I don't want a repeat
of what happened upstairs.
Understand?
Remember, you're handcuffed
and tied up and I have a knife.
Please don't hurt us.
We'll do whatever you want.
Look, I don't know what you boys
want, but whatever it is,
I'm sure I can deal with
it without involving her.
No!
Don't hurt either of us!
Please let her go.
No.
Please.
Why are you doing this?
We've done nothing to you.
That's right.
You didn't do anything.
That's very noble of you.
To sacrifice
yourself for your wife.
Not everyone would do that.
Thank-you.
But the real test would be
to put yourself out there for
a complete stranger.
Could you do that?
Yes!
We do it all the time.
Really?
Yes.
We're both very
active with our church.
And we do food drives and
clothing drives for the needy.
We help run a charity
for unwed pregnant teens.
And every Thanksgiving we
serve dinner to the homeless.
And you tell all of your friends
about your selfless acts,
don't you?
No.
Of course you don't.
That's not why we do it.
Then why do you do it?
Because it's the
right thing to do!
You have some nerve breaking
into our home, holding us
against our will, and passing
judgment on our integrity!
Judy!
I will pass judgment!
Because everything you
just said is a bunch of
superficial bullshit!
Nothing you've done has
changed anyone's lives!
You think feeding dinner to
the homeless one day out
of the year does anything?
What about the other
364 days in the year?
And look at me!
No!
You think your donations to your
charities ever reach the needy?
Or your shitty furniture for
your unwed pregnant teens.
You think that
makes a difference?!
Yes, it does.
I'm talking about really making
a difference when it's personal
and right in front of you.
I'm not talking about sending in
money to people you never meet,
or serving food to people then
sending them on their way,
or dropping off furniture and
wishing them good luck,
then going back to
your comfortable life.
What do you want?!
Let me put it to you this way.
What would you do if someone
came banging on your door in
the middle of the night, bloody
and beaten, begging for help.
Would you make a simple
phone call to the police?
Or would you slam the
door shut and do nothing?
Because you didn't
want to get involved?
Oh my God, it can't be.
Please.
That's what this is about?
You don't understand.
No.
We were scared.
We didn't know what to do.
No.
How's this for an explanation?
See no evil, hear no
evil, speak no evil.
Fuck!
Kenny, what are you doing?
So what do you think?
Here you go.
Thank you.
Enjoy.
I need to get some coffee.
So do I.
You hungry?
Not really.
Is that you?
Yeah.
It's Andrea.
Andrea?
Yeah, it's her.
It's gotta be about dad.
Well answer it.
I don't know what to say.
Just talk to her.
You've stayed in touch with her.
Let's just see if she
leaves a voicemail.
Hey, how's everything going?
Hi, Kenny.
It's your big sister.
I'm not sure why I'm calling.
I know you and John
want to be left alone,
but for what it's worth,
I saw dad last night.
I actually just left their
house and he's getting worse.
I thought you should know.
Come on, Kenny.
Jesus Christ.
Kenny!
I'm over here!
Well where's here?!
Down by the stream!
What Cupful stream?
How are you making out?
Good.
Let me see what you got.
These look really great, bro.
Thanks.
Listen, I know this is kinda
how you process things,
but we really gotta get moving.
Yeah, just give me
a few more minutes.
So what do you wanna do?
Just sit here and wait.
Let her go inside,
we'll give it a little time.
Shit.
Try to block her.
It's too risky.
It's daylight.
Somebody might see us.
So you wanna leave?
No, let's just follow
her and see what happens.
What do you think?
Think she's gonna
remove the kids?
I don't think so.
The kids look too happy.
It's a foster home.
It's their escape from insanity.
Until they decide to send
them back to their parents,
the same people that put
them here to begin with.
Is there anyone around?
I don't see anyone.
Well, keep an eye out.
You wanna do this now?
This might be the
best chance we have.
John, let's think about this.
She probably has
another appointment today.
Or she's expected
back at her office.
Wait, if she doesn't
show up, the police are
gonna look for her.
Let's do it at her house
tonight, It'll buy us more time.
I'm not doing this
in front of her kids.
Jesus.
Did anybody fucking see him?
Come on!
Help me!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm gonna carry her in.
Somebody!
Help me!
I thought you tied her up!
I did!
She got out of it!
Leave me alone!
No!
Help me get her
inside the fuckin' house.
Come on!
Please.
I have two little
boys, I'm all they have.
I told you to be quiet!
This house once
brought happiness.
It brought safety and security
when everything was crazy.
There was an older
couple that owned this house.
They couldn't have
children of their own
so they filled it
with foster kids.
Do you remember them?
Fred and Helen Decker.
That's right.
I'm surprised you
remember their names.
I figured you'd know them
by some state-assigned code.
They were good people.
They were great people.
Fred passed away
about eight years ago.
I know he did.
And I know Helen lost this
place about five years ago.
She did everything she
could to try to keep it.
But it was just too much
for her after losing Fred.
So after helping others
for most of her life,
she now gets to spend
what little time she has
left in a state-run
nursing home.
Where she can be taken
care of for a change.
She's just another number.
We're all just numbers, right?
How we live, how we die,
how much money we make.
And then decisions are
made that affect peoples' lives
based on statistics.
I never looked at the
two of you that way.
What did you say?
I remember you.
John and Kenneth Stiles,
and your sister Andrea.
Obviously, you're
both a lot older now
but I recognized you right away.
And the way the two of
you interact with each other,
it hasn't changed.
I don't know why
you're doing this to me.
You don't?
I don't.
I did everything I could to
protect the three of you.
I had you removed from an
abusive home and placed
in a safe environment
here with the Deckers.
I tried to help you.
But you sent us
back to our parents.
It's always in the best interest
of the children to be with
their biological parents.
Even if there's abuse?
Of course not.
When there's abuse,
we remove the children.
Then the parents are given a
case plan and if they follow it,
then they'll regain custody.
And I'm assuming my parents
followed it to perfection.
They did everything
they were required to do.
I had to tell the judge that.
And in his divine wisdom
he sent us back to them.
It's not our goal to
break up families.
Our first priority is
to protect the children.
Like in our case.
Your parents demonstrated that
they had a safe and stable home.
A safe, stable home?
Do you have any idea how
horrific the abuse was when
you sent us back to them?
When I came to your house
and everything seemed okay.
Oh, bullshit!
You think checking
up on us every
here and there did anything?!
You don't think we all put
on our smiley faces for you
when you stopped by?!
You should have told me.
Your parents weren't
gonna admit anything.
The neighbors didn't
want to get involved.
The abuse was bad
before you removed us.
But it went to a whole other
level when they moved us to
that house in the woods
where no one heard us
and they did whatever
they wanted.
I'm sorry.
We should have never
gone back to them.
All of your studies and charts
and statistics removed us from a
safe, stable home and sent us
back to the people that hurt us.
I have spent my life
fighting to protect children.
I am on the front
lines everyday.
Don't you think the
red tape frustrates me?
Not only do I have
to fight the parents,
but I have to fight the system.
I have something
I wanna show you.
No!
No!
No!
Here's the court order
removing us from our parents.
And here's the court order
kicking us back to them.
What one hand giveth,
the other hand taketh away.
It breaks my heart
that we got it wrong.
It was our hearts that were
broken because you got it wrong.
What about my boys?
Your boys will feel the same
pain that was inflicted on us.
Not me.
Your parents.
Is this your goal here?
To destroy as many lives
as you can because
you had a shitty childhood?
Well guess what?
You're not the only ones.
My boys have not had a
walk in the park either.
Their father is a
violent alcoholic.
I tried to fix him
because that's who I am.
It took me years, years
to realize that I couldn't.
And then finally I
took the boys and I left.
If something happens to me,
my ex-husband will raise them.
You realize that, right?
How do you think
they're gonna affect society
with that kind of upbringing?
I'm their Helen Decker.
Whatever happens to me
in this room right now
will hurt innocent people
for years to come.
John?
Turn it off.
We can't just leave her here!
That's exactly
what we're gonna do.
Wait a minute.
This is my life, too.
It's not all about you!
I know that.
You think I don't?
This is about the two
of us making things right.
Yeah, and how are we
gonna do that when
we're sitting behind bars?
There's no doubt the
cops are looking for her.
She isn't going anywhere.
I tied her right this time.
Okay.
So she might not get
out tonight or tomorrow.
But she's eventually
gonna get out of there, John.
And when she does she's
gonna tell them all about us!
So then go take care of her.
I'm not gonna do that.
This is your brilliant idea.
You deal with it.
Oh, so I put a gun to your
head and made you do this.
No, obviously not.
But like with everything it's,
it's your plans and your terms
and I just went along with it.
We talked about this for years.
No, you talked
about this for years.
I just agreed with you.
So you don't share any
responsibility in this?
That's not what I'm saying.
How can I say that with
our fuckin' documentary?
And by the way
what's up with that?
With what?
With us videotaping our way
to the goddamn death penalty.
You know why we're taping this.
No, I don't.
Kenny, you know
why we're taping this.
No, I really don't.
It doesn't make any sense.
But it does.
This means something to us.
This doesn't mean
shit to me, John.
Other than the fact
that I've completely
fucked up my life now.
Jesus Christ.
You really don't know.
I'm done.
Why don't you go drink now.
Kenny.
No, John, I'm outta here.
Can I say something?
There's nothing else to say.
I mean, all my life
I've followed you blindly.
And I wanted to get back
at those people just
as badly as you did.
I can't deny that.
But you don't even
have a plan here.
Taping everything, leaving
her here to testify against us.
There's no going back.
There was no going back
the second we pulled out
of our driveway.
I can't do this anymore.
I'll see if I can find a
bus stop when we
get into Kynorsburg.
Maybe somebody at the
home can tell me where to go.
Are you going with me?
I'd like to pay my respects.
Is it on?
Yeah.
Hi, Helen.
Hello.
Do you remember us?
I do.
Fred and I were just
talking about the
two of you the other day.
You were?
Yeah.
Where's Andrea?
She couldn't come with us.
She's been helping
out our parents.
They were troubled people.
You remember them well.
Come here and let me hug you.
Thank you.
No.
Thank you, Helen.
For everything you
and Fred did for us.
We just want you to know how
much we love you and how much
we appreciate the time
we spent at your home.
That means the world to me.
Kenny, put down that
camera and give me a hug.
Okay.
You were always so quiet.
I'm not quiet.
Fred always tells that
same story about you.
That boy in the neighborhood
was picking on your brother.
He was older than you, right?
Yeah, by a few years.
That's what I thought.
Well anyway, he roughed up
John in front of our house.
Fred and I saw it happen, but
before we could get outside
to break it up, you came
out of nowhere and jumped
on that boy's back.
You were punching him
and biting him and he spun
around like a top.
He couldn't shake you off.
Fred always says that being
quiet doesn't mean you're weak.
He admires your
loyalty to each other.
I didn't see that same
type of loyalty from Andrea.
I remember something
different about that day.
When Fred and I came outside,
I saw her standing there.
She didn't do
anything to help you.
Andrea always
looked out for Andrea.
That one tested my patience.
She was nasty to
me, but loved Fred.
She always went
for his attention.
We're beginning this hour with
continuing coverage of a
missing.
Carlton social worker.
As we reported earlier, the
woman was last seen yesterday
afternoon at a local restaurant.
Her name is LindaHallet.
She's 44-years-old.
-Jesus.
-Shh.
And a single mother of two.
Linda is a white female.
5 "9".
125 pounds.
John.
Shut up.
Blonde hair.
Green eyes.
Coworkers contacted authorities
late yesterday afternoon when.
Linda failed to report back
to the United Family Services
office in Woodsboro,
where she's worked for the
past twenty-two years.
Now police will not
comment if the social worker's
disappearance is connected to
the murder of Family Court
Judge.
William Stevens, whose body
was found yesterday in his home.
A search has been organized by.
You left your baseball
bat out on the front yard.
Make sure you bring
it in before it rains.
We grabbed it.
We didn't forget about it.
Can one of you tell
Fred that dinner's ready?
Yeah.
I'll tell him.
When authorities found a man
and his wife dead in their home.
A spokeswoman for the
Tannersville Police Department
says that 46-year-old Alan
McGrath and his wife
45-year-old.
Judy McGrath were found
murdered in their basement.
John, we can't stay here.
The causes of their deaths
have not been confirmed.
We have to go.
Yeah.
But the spokeswoman says
they suffered traumatic wounds.
We have to go now.
I'll take you over to
the bus station right now.
Wherever you wanna go.
I'm sorry, Kenny.
I'm sorry for
fucking up your life.
You're right.
I'm doing this
without any regard for you.
I'll do whatever I can
to get you out of this.
I'll destroy everything.
I'll tell them I
made you help me.
But that's not how it happened.
I was there every
step of the way.
I didn't look out for you.
Yeah, you did.
You know I was right
about what I said last night.
It's not all about
you, It's about me, too.
It's about the two of us
reclaiming our lives, right?
About not letting
others define us as victims.
Like we talked about.
Like we talked about.
No more of this.
That's it.
Good.
You know, John, it's
always been about me and you.
That's never gonna change.
You know I'm not going anywhere.
It doesn't look
like anybody's home.
Shannon's probably
at Doug's this week.
I hope so.
We're good.
She's out.
Try the windows.
Come on.
Andrea's divorced well.
I'd say so.
Don't touch anything.
She'll notice.
Believe me.
I know.
Let's wait up in her room.
Shannon looks just like Andrea.
She looks like Doug.
What are you doing?
I'm just looking around.
What the fuck are
you up to, Andrea?
John?
What was that?
John?
You okay?
Holy shit.
John!
Kenny.
No!
Kenny!
The two of you wanna kill me?
I'm your sister.
Yeah, and mom and
dad are our parents.
What does that matter
with our fucked up family?
So I'm the same as them?
You know what you did to us.
I did what I had
to do to survive.
Just like now.
The two of you should have known
better than to come after me.
Come on.
Come on God damnit!
Wait!
I'll always find
a way to survive.
I must say, this is
some riveting cinema.
So what did you
have in mind for me?
What are you
talking about, Andrea?
Oh you know exactly
what I'm talking about.
Everyone on these cameras had a
profound meaning in your lives.
I assume I'm no different.
Kenny, do you know?
No.
You were the false protector.
The what?
The false face must hide
what the false heart doth know.
You're quoting Shakespeare.
I can only imagine what
you were going to do to me.
We were gonna cut off
your face to show your
true face underneath.
Well it's a good
thing I watch the news.
I knew it was the two of you the
minute I saw that this morning.
I had a feeling I was
on your to-do list.
You never looked out for us.
And who looked out for me?
It doesn't matter.
It does matter.
No, it doesn't.
It didn't have to be
everybody for themselves.
Kenny and I never did that.
We trusted you as our older
sister and you wanted
us to trust you.
So you could constantly
set us up with mom and dad.
You lured us into the
secret room for the first time,
remember?
I learned at a very young
age to look out for myself.
At our expense.
At anyone's expense.
Yeah, but it was more
than just self-preservation.
There was something
else going on with you.
Oh, is that right?
Hey, you tell me.
That night dad beat
the fuck out of us.
Which night?
You know which night.
The three of us were supposed to
sneak out after they fell asleep
and run next door
to the McGraths.
Kenny and I made it there.
But you were nowhere to be seen.
I told you, mom caught me
climbing out the window
and told dad.
Bullshit, Andrea!
Dad showed up at the McGraths
like two minutes after we did.
How did he know
where we were going?
I don't know.
Maybe they heard us
planning our great escape.
Why did we involve
those people anyway?
We could've called 911.
Well I thought it'd be better
to have an adult call
cause we were fuckin' kids.
How was I supposed to know
they'd slam the door shut?
Well you showed them.
Hey, they could've
saved us months of abuse.
What was it?
Another six months?
A year before Kenny's teacher
saw bruises on his arm,
turned in mom and dad.
Even after they removed us, you
still tried to cover for them.
It was conditioned behavior.
Don't you get it?
The two of you think
I'm some sort of monster.
You are a monster.
Everybody in your
life serves a purpose.
Just look at the
lifestyle you live.
Yeah, what about it?
That was pretty smart, getting
pregnant by some rich,
old guy and cleaning him
out in your divorce.
Hey, Shannon's
hooked you up big time.
Leave her out of this.
Why don't you leave
her out of this?!
I saw the T-shirt
in her bedroom.
Granddaddy's little girl?
What the fuck kind of reason
could you possibly have
bringing.
Shannon around mom and dad?
You're in no
position to judge me.
Is this just another attempt
by you to gain their approval?
You gave away your first
baby to make them happy.
How old were you?
Eighteen?
Why didn't you
just leave with her?
You left right
after that anyway.
You don't know a thing about me.
I started it where you left off.
There's two people inside
that you wanted to see.
There's two people inside
that you wanted to see.
Go on.
You've been here before.
Don't do anything stupid.
Remember, out here, when you
scream, it doesn't make a sound.
After you.
Mom?
I'm upstairs.
Come on down.
I have a surprise for you.
Is Shannon with you?
No, she's at Doug's this week.
Okay, I'll be down in a minute.
Nothing's changed.
People don't change.
They just get older.
What is this?
Is that anyway to
speak to your children?
We're all here for
a family reunion.
The five of us
together one last time.
Is that why
you're holding a gun?
It's for old time's sake.
Only this time I'm
pointing the gun at you.
And Kenny and John
have the cameras.
In this house, a camera's
more dangerous than a gun.
What are you talking about?
Oh, come on.
Loyal to the bitter end.
Eh, mom?
Kenny, do you know
what they're talking about?
I don't know.
He might have
blocked out certain things.
But you know.
I know what?
That we weren't perfect parents.
I know that.
But you had
everything you needed.
You had a roof over your head.
You had clothes and food.
We did the best we could.
Did I say you could move?!
Did I?!
No, you didn't.
I won't move again.
Just don't do anything stupid.
Don't tell me what to do!
Okay.
You're never going to
tell me what to do again!
Okay.
I get it.
I don't want the three
of you to ruin your lives.
You don't give a shit about us.
I care.
You're always
toeing the company line.
You did the best that
you could, you care.
We were there, mom.
We know what happened.
And dad lies and
you swear to it.
That's not true.
Seriously?
What are we to you, mom?
You're my children.
I know you gave birth to us
but you never took care of us.
Never worried about our
well-being, our schoolwork,
whether we were clean or safe.
All we ever got from you
was anger or indifference.
That's how I was raised.
Nobody showed me
any love or caring.
You have no idea how
my parents abused me.
Here we go again.
And your grandparents
abused your parents.
And their parents abused them.
And dad abused you.
Is that your excuse?
It's not an excuse.
At what point do you
take responsibility for
your own actions?
When do you break the cycle?
Have the three of you come here
to have some sort of final say?
Is that what you want?
Your father's dying!
You wanna shoot me?
Fine.
I have nothing left anyway.
You wanna shoot your dad?
He's all yours.
What's left of him.
You'd be doing him a favor.
We'll see about that.
Now start up the stairs slowly.
I want the two of
you in front of me.
The enemy of my
enemy is not my friend.
Hold up, mom.
When you get into that room,
I don't want you anywhere
near that nightstand.
I know that's where you
and dad keep your gun.
After you.
Well look at what
the cat dragged in.
I suppose you're here
to bid me a fond farewell.
I didn't think so.
John and Kenny are making
quite the interesting movie.
Well I do see the cameras.
You know all
about making movies.
Right, dad?
I figured that's
where this is headin'.
Oh, daddy, you have no idea.
Is that right?
Remember Judge
Stevens and the McGraths?
I remember those assholes.
You should see
what they did to them.
Are we talking past tense?
We are.
You fuckin' pussies.
You wait till I'm half-dead to
hatch some revenge bullshit?
I thought I made men out of you.
Like you?
Watch it, kid.
Or what?
What are you gonna do?
You can't do shit to us now.
And you can't do shit to me.
Except maybe watch me die.
You'd be surprised how horrible
we can make your last hours.
Let's see what you got.
That's some tough talk.
But you know your little
step-and-fetch-it here
has your ass covered.
I don't need
anybody to cover my ass.
Mom never did?
You sound like a
whiny, little bitch.
Andrea never lied
to the social worker?
When I was little my old
man beat the shit out of me
and I took it.
Didn't we just
hear this downstairs?
I didn't run around bitching
about how bad that I had it.
No, you just beat the shit out
of your wife and kids,
you sick fuck.
Don't you talk to
your father that way.
I'll talk to him anyway I want.
And you too for that matter.
Come on!
The two of you and your
sob childhood bullshit.
Bring it to me!
What else your
old man do to you?
John!
That's the last time
you'll ever touch me!
Stop it!
Go ahead and hit me!
It's not the first
punch I've taken!
Back off or I'll
shoot you right now!
Kenny!
The next one won't be a warning.
Move away from the gun.
Okay.
It's all right, baby girl.
Let them do what they gotta do.
I'm not keeping them from you.
You're in on this with them?
Let's just say we're
here for different reasons.
Where are we going?
I'll tell you when to stop.
Just keep going.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Don't help them.
Fine.
Come on!
You can stop now.
Start digging.
I'm not gonna do that.
You had no
problem doing it before.
This has gone far enough.
What's this about, Andrea?
Do you think I'm playing games?!
Dig!
Get that fuckin'
camera out of my face.
You're almost there.
This won't change a thing.
It will for me.
Did you know, I was content
watching daddy suffer a long,
painful death?
His punishment for
everything he did to us.
But John and Kenny made me
realize that wasn't enough.
They made me realize
people should be held
accountable for their actions.
I'm done.
John.
What the fuck?
What'd the three of you do?
Not me.
Them.
She was my baby.
Kristen?
The one mom and dad
made you give up?
The one they took from me.
You killed her baby?
Which one of you did it?
Which one of you
killed an infant?
It was the both of them.
You and Kenny
were gone that night.
You were out with your friends.
Who could blame you for
never wanting to be at home.
I was sleeping in my room and
Kristen was in her bassinet.
She wasn't even a week old.
I woke up in the middle of
the night, call it mother's
intuition, and she was gone.
I knew it was them right away.
And I thought they'd
taken her to the basement.
But it was worse.
I saw mom running
into the woods.
I chased after her
and wound up here.
They had already dug her grave.
And mom threw my baby,
she threw her into this hole
like a piece of garbage,
and daddy,
you crushed her skull
with that brick.
I tried to stop them.
I did.
But mom beat me with her
gun and said she'd shoot me.
And daddy, do you remember what
you said to me when I was on
the ground bleeding and crying.
"It's for the best, baby girl.
"It's for the best".
Why?
Why did you do that?
Cause that's what mom wanted.
When did mom ever
have a say with dad?
When she threatened to turn him
in for everything he did to us.
Well what did your baby
have to do with that?
Make me understand!
You should have left this alone.
Left what alone?!
You don't wanna know.
I wanna know!
I wanna know how you could
kill your granddaughter!
She wasn't his granddaughter.
What?
She was perfect.
Her eyes were beautiful,
her skin,
she looked just like her father.
No fuckin' way.
Are you serious?
You fuckin' did that to her?
And you kept it?
She was our baby.
It was a freak.
No, she wasn't!
You just didn't
wanna lose your husband!
What were you thinking?
That's why you
made him kill her!
I tried to turn you
in, but I couldn't.
When I left that night, I
never planned on coming back.
But I wanted you to see Shannon.
I wanted you to
see what you'd lost.
Well you showed me.
I'm feeling all teary-eyed
about the damage I've done.
What did you want from me?
Some sort of
deathbed revelation?
Find the error of my ways?
I don't give a shit about
any of the three of you,
Shannon, or your dead baby.
I don't care what you
say or what you do.
I've made more impact
on your lives than any
of you ever made on mine.
You fuckin' piece of shit!
Think you're gonna
have the final say?!
John!
There's no way to
unfuck what you've done!
Not here!
Not this way!
Am I impacting your life now?!
Kenny get down!
I'm okay, I'm okay.
Shit!
Jesus.
Jesus Christ.
Keep an eye on them.
I don't think
they're going anywhere.
Mother fucker.
Don't you fuckin' die!
I hope I ruin your plans.
No!
I knew you valued
your pathetic life.
Now get up.
I can't.
It's amazing what you can do
when you put your mind to it.
I told you to get up!
Move!
I'll never understand.
You left your baby
in a shallow grave
and you let them
get away with it.
You let dad get away with
it, like she didn't matter.
And then you used Shannon
to try to get some sort
of validation from him.
We all have to
answer for our actions.
There's no secret room where
we can hide from mom and dad.
Shannon's better off this way.
Hey, get back here.
No!
Are you done?
Yeah, she's in there.
You need a hand?
I'm fine.
Let's bring them down.
Let's bring them down.
What is that?
So what do you do?
You sit down here
and watch these?
John what's on these tapes?
Yeah, John, what's on the tapes?
Shut up.
I wanna know.
I really need you to remember.
My three kids.
One of them runs away from home,
one of them has memory block,
and one hides behind the bottle.
No more hiding.
To destroy your demons,
first you have to face them.
You and I are on
those tapes, with dad.
I'm sure Andrea's
on some of them, too.
Mom worked one of the cameras.
She'd move all around us.
And they had their
second camera on a tripod.
He wanted to
cover all the angles.
It started when we moved here.
After we came back from
Helen's, down here in this room.
The secret room.
That's what Andrea called it.
He probably started molesting
her at the other house.
I don't know.
Andrea came up to
our room that night.
Said she had found a
room in the basement.
That's right.
She said it was a secret room.
Where the three of us
could hide from mom and dad.
And they'd never find us.
But when we got down here
they were waiting for us,
with the cameras.
You put her up to
that, didn't you?
Then he made us undress.
He started touching you.
Then he made me come over.
"Don't be afraid of
the cameras, Kenny.
Your name's gonna
be up in lights..."
I remember
everything you did to us.
And everything you
made us do to you.
For years!
Is this all of them?!
Is it?!
It's all of them.
The masters anyway.
You made copies,
you scumbag fuck?!
Where are they?!
They're all over the place.
Where are the fuckin' copies?!
The two of you are
gonna live forever.
What'd you do with them?!
The internet's a
wonderful thing.
Well, this is our movie.
And the two of you
are the stars now.
The broken parents.
Time's up.
When we were kids,
you terrified us.
We lived in constant fear.
Every time you raised your
voices, walked into a room,
or even looked our way.
You were these imposing figures.
Bigger than life.
Well not anymore.
Now that we're grown and
on a level playing field,
we can see the both of
you for what you really are.
No.
No, Kenny.
Please.
Please no.
It wasn't all bad.
Broken by your parents.
Broken by genetics.
Broken by life.
So what are you?
Free.
See what they're doing.
Holy shit!
Police!
Freeze!
John!
They're coming!
Over there!
The door!
Drop your weapon!
Now!
Down on the floor!
Get down!
Okay!