Modern Folklore (2025) Movie Script
1
[Applause, rap music in club,
glass door opens]
Oh. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Yeah. Man.
That shit was lit bro.
Fuck, yeah.
Man you see all those people.
That's what we need, man.
Packed houses. Yes sir. Shit.
Had that crowd jumping.
[Rap music inside club, distant
traffic]
All right.
Whens the next show then?
Next week cuz.
We got that venue in Old Town.
Oh, hell yeah.
That shit'll be dope.
You know it.
And they can't fuck wit' us like
they couldn't fuck with us this
week.
No, they cannot. for sure,
though.
I got dip, homie.
You know I can't keep my fans
waiting.
Hit me up on Thursday, aight?
Yes sir.
Hey, My friend is dating a
producer.
You should invite him to the
next show. Yeah.
All right. Sounds good babe.
[Car door close]
[Car engine sputtering]
Shit!
Son of a bitch!
[Car door opens]
[Car door close]
[Distant traffic]
Yo. You need a ride, bro?
[Car tires on pavement]
Thanks cuz.
Shits been crapping out on me
all week.
I gotta get this shit fixed.
All good, bro.
My cousin owns a shop
not too far from here.
I'll bring you back tomorrow.
You could drop it off with him.
Aight. Cool.
Where he at.
He's on thirty fifth and Van
Buren.
He does good work too he'll hook
you up.
Bet, let's hit 'em up tomorrow,
then?
[Car speeding on freeway]
[Rap music]
What the hell?
Why they gotta close the highway
off.
Damn,
babe, we got to go, like, 45
minutes out of the way.
Shit. Yo!
Is there another way to your
house?
Nah, This is it.
Gotta go the long way.
Just cruise down
the road. We'll get there.
Yo! mind if I blaze one?
Hell nah.
Light that shit up.
[Car speeding on freeway]
So then these two dudes took the
mic.
During my mic check.
And I was like, fuck that shit.
I gripped the mother fucking mic
and I broke
that motherfuckers nose.
[Reggae music]
And then the promoter came
and grabbed me off the stage.
(Christina) What?
What's fucked up the most is,
I promoted the shit out of that
show.
(Christina) That's fucked up.
(Christina) Your flows are so
tight, you just need the right
person to see you perform Jules.
My guy is not like that.
Let me rep you. I'll call him up
tomorrow.
You trust this dude?
I don't know.
I mean, he's dating my friend.
But he has some big ass names
Jules. He's looking for an
opening act.
Yeah, he's legit dog.
I worked with him in the past.
and he pays good too.
Shit my nigga.
That's all you had to say
in the first place!
I bet.
I'm in.
Bet.
[Car tire pops]
Shit.
What the hell do I just run
over?
I'm awake now cuz. What the fuck
just happened?
[Ominous music, flat tire
thumping]
[Car stopping on dirt]
[Car door opens, interior bell
dinging]
[Car door close]
What the fuck is this?
[Ominous low tone]
Shit.
Hey, babe. You okay? Fuck!
What the hell is this thing?
Yo. You good?
What the fuck is that?
I don't know.
Cut my hand up real good,
though.
Yo, you didn't run over that.
What you mean?
You didn't run over that cuz.
It's in your side
wall, it's like
it was shot in there.
[Crickets chirping, car trunk
opens]
[Loud shrieking hit]
Slim.
How much longer?
Not much longer.
Just chill, baby.
Give me a hand with this shit,
bro.
[Eerie music]
It's like a spearhead or
something.
(Christina) Slim?
How the hell?
What, babe?
What the hell is that, babe?
Spearhead?
[Ominous low hum]
[Ratchet clinking]
[Distant coyotes]
Shhh.
You guys hear that shit?
[Fast dirt whoosh]
[Coyotes whooping]
Yo, you guys hear that?
[Coyotes whooping]
Sounds like coyotes, man.
[Nearby shrieking]
That don't That don't sound like
no damn coyotes.
[Blood splatter, flesh ripping]
[Nearby shrieking]
[Ratchet clink]
Jules.
Hey, quit messing around, man.
We got to go.
(Jules altered) I'm awake now.
Jules.
You all right, bro?
Why are you sounding like that?
(Jules altered) Shhh.
Slim.
Where's Jules at?
Hold up.
I don't know,
Jules.
[Nearby shrieking]
Jules!
quit fucking around.
Slims done with the tire.
Let's go.
We're leaving without you.
Chill, baby.
I got this.
No. Get in the car now!
Hey, whoever's out there.
I'm about to bust your ass.
[Shrieks getting louder]
[Shrieking growls]
[Ratchet clink]
[Shrieks getting closer]
[Ominous music pulsing]
[Fast dirt whoosh]
Quit fucking around. (Altered)
(Christina altered) We're
leaving without you.
What the fuck was that?
Babe.
Get in the car now.
Slim.
Hell, no.
[Car door opens, head thumps]
(Christina) Slim.
(Christina) Slim no, babe!
Argh!
[Tense music escalating]
Gasp!
[Banging on car]
Fuck! Start, fuck.
[Metallic bang]
Start.
Start. start.
Okay, I'm going to get help.
I'm gonna get help. I'm getting
help.
[Metallic bang]
Fuck fuck Fuck!
[Metallic bang]
Start!
Start.
[Banging on car, glass smash]
Start.
[Creature squeals]
[Banging on car, blood smearing]
Gasp, Ahhh!
[Head smashes on glass]
[Thematic orchestral music
builds]
[Thematic orchestral trap
music]
[Thunder and rain]
[Loud heavy metal music]
Damn it!
Katy! Katy!?
[Loud heavy metal music]
Turn this damn music off!
It's getting late.
It's time to go to bed.
Okay Almost done. Just finishing
up.
No more music.
[Bangs on desk]
[Thunder and rain]
[Dark organ music]
[Mice chattering]
[Hollow wind]
That piece of shit, Simon.
He wouldn't know his ass from
his elbow.
[Paper rustling]
[Gulping]
Ahhh.
[Glass cup hitting wooden end
table]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Refrigerator door opens]
Ahhh.
Let's see what we got in here.
[Mouse nibbling]
Mmm.
[Disgusting mouth noises]
Mmm.
[Disgusting mouth noises]
[Urine tinkling on floor]
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
[Slippers shuffling]
ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
ow ow
ow! Ow!
I'm getting old!
[Swigging from bottle]
Ahhh.
Sigh.
[Toilet flushes]
Oh, I still got it. Hm hm.
[Slippers shuffling]
[Record scratches]
[Old time music]
['Oh I wish I had someone to
live with, 'cause I tired of
living alone']
Well, my dear.
Here's to you.
And that filthy cunt you left me
for.
[Slippers shuffling]
[Clock ticking]
[Footsteps on wood]
[Heavy door knocks]
Huh, huh?
What?
Who's there?
[Door knocks]
Come on.
Ugh.
Who's there?
(Mildred) What the hell you
want?
Hello.
Damnit!
Good afternoon.
I'm elder Ben, and this is Elder
Matthew.
If you'd have us
for a minute of your time,
(Ben) we would love to talk to
you about your
relationship with Jesus Christ.
That was great.
Fuck you when you're inbred
cult.
(Mildred) Now get your sorry
asses off my property.
[Door opens]
Uhh, uhh. Mhm.
Excuse me.
We're serving the Lord space.
You got two seconds. One.
[Rifle cocking]
Okay, we're getting out of here.
Come on Ben.
[Dark organ music building]
[Loud door shuts]
[Metal clinking]
[Door opens]
Hmph.
[Door closes]
[Eerie organ music]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Crickets chipping outside,
snoring]
[Loud door bangs]
What the fuck is that?
[Loud door bangs]
Uhh.
Oh! Oh!
Uhh, sigh.
[Slippers shuffling]
I thought I told you little
shits to get out my . . .
[Loud thud]
Oh, Damnit to hell.
[Menacing low hum]
[Door closes]
[Plastic phone clicks]
[Touch tone dialing]
[Phone ringback tone]
(Operator) Thank you for
calling southwest phone
services.
(Operator) How can I help you?
Give me the local post office.
[Phone ringback tone]
Come on, come on already.
(Postal Employee) Post office,
Hello?
You got some nerve leaving this
package at my front door.
I didn't order this.
I need you to come pick it up
now.
(Postal Employee) What?
(Postal Employee) Excuse me.
You heard me
loud and clear the first time.
(Postal Employee) I don't even
know your name.
(Postal Employee) Let's start
with that.
(Postal Employee) And your
address.
Oh, Mildred Kraggs,
4783 East Monroe Place.
(Postal Employee) All right,
just give me a sec here.
(Postal Employee) Searching our
system. Now.
(Postal Employee) I need to put
you on a brief hold.
Fine.
I don't have all day.
[Hold music]
(Postal Employee) All right,
miss Kraggs.
(Postal Employee) Looks like we
didn't deliver it to you.
Excuse me.
What the hell are you talking
about?
It's not my damn doorstep.
Just come pick it up now.
(Postal Employee) I don't know
what to tell you lady.
[Phone slams on receiver]
Shit shit shit shit, shit.
[Creepy violin swell]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Gulping]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Gulping]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Slippers shuffling papers]
Oh.
[Gulping]
Oh, fuck it
Someone will pick it up
tomorrow.
I'm getting
dizzy.
[Choking on phlegm]
Otto . . .
No no no no. Oh!
[Gasping]
Where's my . . .
Oh, shit.
Where's my Paper?
Huh, ohh.
[Door opening]
Oh, shit.
Not you again.
[Ominous low rumbling]
[Cardboard scuffing]
Oh, what the hell? Oh.
Jesus, what's in this damn
thing.
come on.
Move piece of
shit. Oh!
[Heavy cardboard box dragging]
Oh! Heh heh.
We did it!
old girl.
Damn.
I need a drink.
[Door closes lightly]
[Door latch clicks open]
[Paper crackles]
[Door slams shut]
[Eerie organ music]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Sloppy wet bowel sounds]
Ohhh.
Uhhh.
Oh Good lord.
[Fart sounds]
What the fuck?
Uhhh.
[Sloppy wet bowel sounds]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Faucet running]
[Antacid fizzing]
[Gulping]
[Belch]
[Low rumble]
What the hell are you looking
at?
[Loud door knocks]
[Glass shatters]
What was that?
[Light door knocks]
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Oh, you better be here to get
this
damn box out my house!
Hi. Would you like to buy some
Girl Scout cookies?
We're raising money to go to the
zoo.
The zoo That's exactly
where you little bitches belong.
[Girls crying]
Now Unless you got alcohol, up
those little slutty dresses,
I suggest you get the fuck off
my fucking property!
You little whores!
[Girls crying]
Now. hey, hey, Yoou wait here
girls.
[Girls sobbing, running on
porch]
Now. hey, hey, Yoou wait here
girls.
(Girl Scout Mom) I'll be right
back. Okay.
Hey. Excuse me.
You cannot talk to my kids like
that.
Who the hell do you think you
are, you haggard old bitch? Me?
You are trespassing on my
property.
Now take your ass and go sell
those sluts somewhere else
before I call the cops.
Why don't you just
die already? You old bitch!
(Girl Scout Mom) Come on,
girls, we don't need her money.
(Girl Scout Mom) It's okay.
We can go
get ice cream.
[Door slams shut]
Ahhh.
Oh! You again.
This is all your damn fault.
I'm hungry.
[Freezer door closes]
[Package crackling]
[Glass door opens]
[Silverware jingling]
[Deep bell, creepy violins]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Knife piercing cardboard box]
[House creaking and shuddering]
[Knife sawing cardboard]
[House creaking and shuddering]
[Knife sawing cardboard]
Oh! Oh!
Oh, shit!
Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
Shit!
Shit! Oh!
Oh. Mildred you klutz! Oh,
You've really done it now! Oh.
[Slippers shuffling]
[Faucet running]
[Faucet running]
[Plastic bottle falls on
counter]
[Tearing paper]
Ooo.
[Tearing bandage tape]
Ah, ahhhh.
[Wincing] Ohhh.
Uh.
[Slippers shuffling]
There better be something in you
worth my damn trouble.
[Paper shuffling]
[Crinkling packing tape]
You got to be kidding me.
[Timer bell dings]
Shit.
[Ominous whoosh]
[Food sizzling]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Slippers shuffling papers]
[Low hum, scratching cardboard]
[Scratching cardboard echoes]
Sigh.
[Scratching cardboard echoes]
(Mildred) Ugh!
[Box bangs on wood porch]
[Clock ticking, getting more
distant]
[Television plays The National
Anthem]
[Silverware dropping on floor,
glass breaks]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Glass crunches]
[Whip, glass smashes]
Scream!
Leave me alone.
Leave me alone.
Where?
Who's there?
Who's there?
[High piano]
Oh, What do you want from me?
Show yourself.
You son of a bitch.
Oh, you better show yourself
or I'm calling the damn cops.
No, No, no.
I could have sworn I'd threw you
out.
Oh, what the fuck?
I know, i threw you out?
[Slippers scuffing on wooden
porch]
Now stay the hell out.
[Cardboard box thumps]
Ahhh.
I don't have time for this shit
[Glass drags off counter]
[Pouring liquid in glass cup]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Shuffling papers]
[Gulping]
[Applause from television]
[Piano music from television]
Here's to you Otto.
[Swigging]
[Violin strings squealing]
[Grunting, moaning]
[Heavy breathing]
[Grunting, moaning]
[Heavy breathing]
[Applause from television]
[Laughter from television]
[Clock ticking getting louder]
[Eerie voices singing]
Otto?
I'm home dear.
Oh, I was getting lonely.
Came back a day early.
Otto honey? .
[Plastic crackling]
[(Woman's voice) Panting,
moaning]
[Faucet running]
Yes
[(Woman's voice) Panting,
moaning]
[Mattress squeaking]
[(Man and woman's voices)
Panting, moaning]
That son of a bitch.
[(Man and woman's voices)
Panting, moaning getting
louder]
I'll kill him.
[(Man and woman's voices)
Panting, moaning getting
louder]
[Door knob jiggles]
[Gun cocks]
[Gun shots]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh.
What the hell am I doing up
here?
Ooh.
Oh! Oh! Uh.
[Pill bottle rattles]
[Plastic bottle hits counter]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Tense music rising]
[Glass bottle on counter]
[House shudders, creaking wood]
[Glass smashes]
(Mildred) Screaming
[Glass smashes]
(Mildred) Screaming, yelling!
[House shudders, creaking wood,
wind howling]
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Screaming!
[Creepy womens choir chanting]
no. No!
Go to Hell, you bastard!
[Creepy womens choir chanting]
[House shudders, creaking wood,
wind howling]
Is that all you got mother
fucker?
Gasp.
[Diabolic horns blaring]
No!
[Bones breaking]
Ohhh!
[Bones snapping and popping]
Aaaaa!
[Bones cracking and breaking]
Aaaaa!
[Diabolic horns blaring]
(Mildred) Screaming
[Bones breaking]
[Bones cracking and snapping]
[Flesh ripping and bones
cracking]
[Diabolic horns blaring]
[Disembodied screams]
[Telephone ringing]
[Telephone ringing]
[Footsteps on wooden porch]
[Telephone ringing]
[Thump]
[Airy distant traffic]
[Creepy organ music]
[Thunder and rain]
[Loud knocking]
Are you looking at that shit
again?
Come on. We talked about this.
You're supposed to be studying
for your damn SATs.
I already studied Bert!
I'll go to bed when I'm ready.
Just leave me the fuck alone.
[Ominous low tone]
Don't test me.
[Door slams]
[Soft romantic music]
That was such a great movie.
Yeah, Michelle Lawrence was so
good.
I know.
I know, I'm glad she ended up
with Robert.
Me, too.
[Kiss]
Hey, did you request our ride
yet?
Yeah, totally.
Absolutely.
In fact, I'm doing it right now.
Okay cool.
It says he's going to be here in
like four minutes.
What kind of car is it?
Uhmm.
Is a.
Red Toyota Camry.
Says the guy's name is Chuck.
Look at his photo.
It's kind of funny.
Oh, man.
[Soft romantic music]
[Distant traffic]
[Kiss]
I hope he gets here soon, babe.
It's getting late.
Yeah, I know.
Hey, let's get breakfast in the
morning.
We can try that new place that
just opened up.
I think they serve mimosas.
All right. Sounds good.
Hey but you know, we've got a
whole bottle of wine at home
we've got to finish first,
right?
Yeah. That sounds good.
Oh, I'm getting pinged.
What the hell?
What is it?
Oh nothing.
It just says he's six minutes
away now,
and it changed.
Yeah, it changed drivers on us.
It's a white Honda Civic now,
guy's name is John.
Hmm.
Well, it's a busy night.
They always do that.
Yeah.
Ahhh.
[Cell phone buzz, buzz]
Oh.
My mom texted.
She wants to come over in the
morning and do breakfast with
us.
Oh.
Yeah that's fine, that's cool.
No, that sounds good.
That's fine. Hey, she can check
out the new place with us.
Yeah.
[Quiet street noise]
All right, our ride is almost
here.
It says he's like two minutes
away.
Babe, where is this guy?
Are we in a good location?
This is weird.
It says he's in the parking lot.
Where is he?
I don't see him anywhere.
I don't either.
Ummm.
Ummm.
I think that. I think that might
be him
actually.
Yeah, yeah,
I think that's him.
[Car pulling up]
(John) Michael?
John.
(John) Yeah.
Hey.
[Car driving away]
Hey, thanks for picking us up,
man.
I really appreciate it.
(John) That's my job.
[Whooshes]
[Engine rumble, street noise]
So how's your night going?
(John) Today I found out who my
birth parents are.
Hey, that's great, man.
Congratulations.
You must be really excited.
[Passing car]
Well, ahh,
it was our anniversary tonight,
so we just got done,
and had, you know, a couple
drinks and then went to the...
Went to dinner and then went to
the movies, you know, stuff like
that.
It was.
It was a good time.
So uh, hey, are you keeping
busy?
You know, just keeping all us
drunks off the road tonight?
(John) No.
[ominous low ton, car
accelerating]
Put your seatbelt on babe.
So, did you really like the
movie?
Yeah, yeah, I did, actually.
I thought that the,
the screenwriter did a really
good job adapting the
playwright.
Sorry.
We were just talking about the
movie we just saw to having to
hold
Yeah.
It was this, love story that
they adapted from a play, and
the director
did a phenomenal job.
So I think it's going to win a
lot of Oscars, or at least I
hope it does.
Right.
Um have, have you seen it all?
(John) I don't watch movies.
[Car accelerating]
[Alarming noise]
[Tires screech]
Woah.
Jeez!
Does this guy just get his
license?
I mean, what the fuck?
(John) Did that scare you?
No, man.
We're it's, it's... we're cool.
Hey, good brakes!
[Sinister music]
[Low whoosh]
So um, have you seen any good
new shows
or movies on like Netflix or
Hulu or anything like that?
(John) I don't own a
television.
Oh, yeah,
that's cool.
[Car accelerating]
So what do you, umm ...
(John) I read books.
All right.
Well, I mean, have you read any
good books
lately? Heh heh.
(John) Sigh. A book by Robert
Ludlum.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I think actually he wrote
The Bourne Identity.
I haven't read any of books, but
the movies were great.
[Low ominous tone]
[Tense metallic tone]
[Low whooshes]
[Tense music building]
[Car accelerating faster]
Jeez!
Hey, lot of crazy drivers out
tonight, you know?
Thanks again for doing what you
do, man. Really?
So when do you meet your
parents?
(John) That's not going to
happen.
[Phone app alert]
Babe I think that was our turn.
He's probably just take a faster
route or something like that.
You know?
Umm, do you ...
want to meet your birth parents
at all?
Are you nervous about meeting
them?
(John) Turns out my
mother was a whore.
(John) Her severed head was
found along the canal.
Oh, my God,
that's terrible.
Damn, that.
That's some crazy shit, man.
I'm really sorry hear that.
Ahh, but, hey, you know you, I
mean, I'm
sure your adoptive mom
took care of you, right?
(John) Didn't have one.
(John) Too many
foster homes, to remember?
Well, that's kind of cool.
I mean,
I'm sure you learned a lot of
street smarts
growing up like that, right?
(John) I learned not to talk to
strangers.
[Tense music building up]
[Low whooshes]
Babe, this guy's fucking weird.
I know that.
But he's probably just going
through a hard time, okay?
[Tense music building up]
So what about your father?
Like, your your real dad? Can
you meet him?
Oh, yeah.
Have you had the chance to meet
your real dad at all?
(John) Turns out my
father was a serial killer.
(John) He's on death row.
Oh. That's cool.
(John) No. It's not.
No, it's not cool.
Sorry.
It's just.
It's not really something you
hear every day, you know?
[Car accelerating faster]
[Tense music]
(John) Here's your house.
Hey. Thanks, man. Really
appreciate it.
Again. Thanks a lot.
Really, really appreciate it.
(Alissa) Babe, let's go.
(Mike) Um, thanks again.
He was scary.
Yeah, a little but, he's
harmless, though.
[Keys jingling]
[Door knob turns]
Oh!
Heh.
(John) I'm going to make you
proud, mama.
(John) I'm going to make you so
proud mama. [Kiss]
[Metallic scrape]
You know, I actually feel kind
of sorry for that guy.
I mean, what with all that stuff
with his crazy
parents and shit.
[Robotic pulse music]
I mean, what do you do with
that?
Yeah. You're all.
Oh, cool.
When he said his dad was a
literal serial killer.
Oh, come on, I didn't know what
to say.
Yeah, clearly.
[Robotic pulse music]
I need a drink.
Yeah, I could use one.
Oh. Thank you.
Yeah.
[Robotic pulse music]
Whoa.
[Loud knocking]
The hell was that?
I don't know.
Relax.
I'll check it out. I'm gonna get
a rag.
What the fuck, man? You can't.
[Bones crack]
[Psycho music pulsing]
[Blood splatters]
[Dull metallic hits, bones
crack]
Babe?
Who's there?
Ahhhh! Michael!
(Alissa) Ahhhh!
[Music from phone speaker]
(Gabby) What's up guys?
(Brittany) Hey, girl What's up?
Hey, Gabby. Nice of you to join
us.
(Aiden) What's up player?
Hey man.
Hey try this new vape, I got.
It's a hybrid mix.
And this shit's bussin'!
(Brittany) Jeez!
(Aiden) Yo, that shit's dank.
(Aiden) Hey, let me send that
shit. (Chase) Go ahead.
No. I'm good. I don't drink.
(Gabby) Thanks though.
You sure you got a 12 pack?
I'll have one.
How'd you get this shit, anyway?
(Brittany) Did you fuck the
circle K guy?
No, bitch.
I showed him my tits.
You did not just fucking do
that.
Oh my God!
Did you guys see
Brandon's knickknack post?
No, no.
Hey, guys.
Brandon, here I am on tribal
land at the old gnarled tree.
Be sure to like and subscribe
to get more of that tasty, tasty
tasty content that you guys
love.
It's currently one in the
morning, and it is as quiet as
a,
mou...
[Branches cracking nearby]
Wait.
Did you guys hear that?
Listen, listen, listen.
[Branches cracking nearby]
Okay.
um...
I'm starting to get a little bit
freaked out here.
I think I'm got a dip.
Think I'm gonna...
[Heavy footsteps getting
closer]
What?
No no no no no no no.
[Video clicks off]
What the fuck?
That's so creepy.
He made it look so real.
Totally sus, though.
He's wild.
I actually haven't seen him all
week.
Have any of you guys?
No. M mmm.
He's probably just planning his
next video hoax.
Maybe.
[Rap music coming from phone]
So where is this place, anyway?
That's on tribal land.
It's not far from my house.
Wait a minute.
You know where that is?
I used to play there with my
cousins as a kid.
Oh. guys, I got an idea.
Nope.
Nah.
Nope.
Why? Oh my God. Fucking
seriously?
Come on.
What, you want to go look for
the Gnarl monster?
Yeah.
I don't want to sit at the
fucking pool all night.
This is boring.
Seriously?
[Air sucking through vape]
[Air sucking through vape]
Is that a full moon?
(Chase) It's kind of missing a
sliver, right?
Britt's right.
It's not even 11 yet.
Let's go. Whoa!
Watch it.
Look, I don't know, guys.
Jenna, send Brandon a text.
I mean, you have his number.
I did earlier today.
I told him to come to the party.
That's weird.
He hasn't even read my text.
That's not like him.
I don't want to go.
Aidan, take me home.
Oh my God! Stop!
Seriously?
It's not like the gnarl monster
is going to get us.
It's fine. Just sit back down.
Hey, you're with me.
you''l be fine.
You know that's not what it's
called.
Oh, really?
What should we call it?
We call it Tsin Hastin.
The stickman.
[Creepy music rising]
[Interior car noise]
[RnB music from car stereo]
You don't actually
believe in that shit, do you?
Well, you believe in Jesus.
When we were young.
Grandmother told us to stay away
from the gnarled tree at night
she said the stickman would take
us.
That's so creeps.
We got to see this. Heh heh.
Shut up.
Why are you guys going to be so
extra?
There's like, literally nothing
to worry about.
Yeah. We're not going to say
anything.
out here you guys.
I saw it.
What?
How old were you?
I don't know.
5 or 6.
My uncles brought me out there
once at night.
I remember being scared.
It's like the tree came to life.
Next thing I remember,
I was waking up at home.
Yeah right.
I never saw my uncles again
after that night.
Man, Gabs got me shook y'all.
Then why did it take you, Gabby?
I don't know.
[Car tires on loose gravel]
We're getting close.
Pull off to the right up here.
Where is it at?
I don't see any trees.
We walk from here.
It's down that dirt road.
[Car tires on loose gravel]
[Footsteps on dirt]
[Footsteps on dirt]
[Sinister dark tone]
(Chase) Oh, yeah.
(Chase) This place is spooky.
(Brittany) Does anybody have a
vape?
(Aiden) I think Chase got the
vape. You know I got it.
(Brittany) Okay, I'm going to
need that in a second.
(Jenna) Cold out here.
(Brittany) My nipples are hard.
(Chase) Watch your step.
[Vultures wings flapping]
Fuck you see that thing?
Calm down.
You're acting like a girl more
than me.
We should go now.
Why? Because of a stupid bird.
It's a bad omen to see a
vulture.
My ancestors tell me it's a
symbol of death.
Look,
guys, let's just go and see if
we can hear what Brandon posted,
and then we're leaving. Okay,
All right,.
[Ominous tone]
[Footsteps on dirt]
[Phone text alert]
Wait, shh, Do you guys hear
that?
Yeah.
Sounds like an iPhone message
Yeah, it does.
What's that light over there?
Let's. Let's just go see.
I mean, we didn't come this way
for nothing.
Guys, I think it his phone.
Jenna, send Brandon a Text.
Like it's that easy.
[Phone text alert]
Oh my God.
Holy fuck! It's his
Fucking phone!
What the fuck is going on, you
guys?
It's his fucking phone.
Oh, shit. Girl, what's on your
hands!
the fuck?
It's that blood.
You did this, didn't you?
Were you in on the hoax?
What? No!
I told you we shouldn't have
come here.
Brandon shouldn't have come here
either.
He went looking for something he
shouldn't have.
We need to go.
Uh, guys.
What's that?
Is that Brandon?
Brandon?
We got you.
Very funny man.
Yeah.
You're not fooling anyone.
Hey, man, we got your phone
pranks over.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon. Hey, Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon, is that you?
We need to call the police. No!
Chase! Don't.
We're the only ones here.
They're gonna blame us.
So what do we do, huh? We can't
just leave.
We have to do something. He's
right.
Aiden's right.
We're on the Res now.
We'll go straight to tribal
jail.
You and Brittany just touched
his phone.
Brittany.
Britt.
Brittany, get back here!
Brittany.
Brandon.
Brandon, is that you?
Brandon.
Britt.
Guys, I think I found Brandon.
[Alarming noise]
[Sticks cracking]
[Swish]
[Blood squirting]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Bones cracking, flesh ripping]
Britt, Britt.
Brittany.
[Tense music building]
[Thumping on ground]
What the fuck!
Holy shit!
This is all your fault, you
bitch!
Enough! Let's fucking go!
Chase, Come on!
We've got to go now! What the
fuck man?
Where the fuck's the rest of her
body at?
We can't just leave her fucking
head here.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Chase She's fucking dead.
Come on.
No!
God!
Oh my God, Brittany.
Hey, you guys, this is so fucked
up.
Chase, Oh my God, let's just
fucking go.
[Bones cracking]
[Bones cracking, flesh ripping]
[Creepy music]
[Blood dripping]
[Roar]
Oh my God.
[Footsteps running on dirt]
[Up beat percussive music]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Footsteps running on dirt]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Up beat percussive music]
[Footsteps running on dirt]
[Sliding dirt]
Aiden!
What the? Wait!
What are you doing?
Come on, let's go.
I'm not leaving. Gabby.
Gabby! Come on! We've got to go.
just go. Leave me here.
Gabby!
No! I can't leave you, Gabby.
Come on, guys, hurry up.
Let's go.
Gabby! No!
I can't leave you, Gabby.
[Screaming gurgle]
[Bones crushing]
[Thud on ground]
Ahhh!
Aiden, no.
[Thud on ground]
I'm sorry.
[Heavy footsteps]
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a
diiyin, Haju do le shi ta'a
diiyin, Haju do le shi ta'a
diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin, Haju
do le shi ta'a diiyin.
[Sticks cracking]
[Creature breathing]
[Sticks cracking]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Footsteps on dirt]
(Katy) Jeez, ever hear of
knocking?
(Katy) I'm 18 you know, you
can't just barge in here!
What'd I tell you? It's time to
go to bed now.
(Katy) Hmph!
That's it. I'm tired of looking
at this shit.
I'm throwing this fucking thing
out!
My house, my rules
Why don't you just drink
yourself stupid like you always
do.
Try not to, hit mom and me, and
mind your damn business.
[Heavy smack]
I hate you!
I wish that box would take you
away.
[Acoustic guitar music]
[Gentle waves lapping lake
shore]
[Whip]
Man. Look at that horizon.
It's gorgeous.
(Ray) Sure is
like a painting
from God.
You realize we've been fishing
here for the past 20 years?
Where does the time go?
Man don't remind me.
Shit, didn't you lose your
virginity here?
Yeah, I did, Becky 'big tits'
Summers.
Now that, was some good fishing.
Remember when you thought
it was a good idea to fish with
them M-80s?
(Denver) Yeah, I do.
Game and fish hauled my ass off
for that.
Then my dad pelted my ass
raw for it too.
[Acoustic guitar music]
[Crickets chirpping]
Oh! All right then, man.
Oh.
It's getting late,
and my bucket is full.
You ready to go?
No.
I'm just sleep here tonight.
Under the stars.
I'll see you in the morning.
All right then. Suit yourself.
Huh.
I wonder what planet that is?
Mars?
That's the moon, dummy.
You can't see Mars from here.
No man, look.
Check it out.
It's a plane or helicopter or
something.
It's not a plane.
It's too quiet.
I don't hear any engines.
The hell is that?
[Eerie music]
Oh, it's getting closer.
What the fuck is that, man?
Let's get the hell out of here.
No, man.
I'm going to stay.
This is incredible.
I've never seen anything like
it.
Holy shit.
[Electric sizzling]
Ray?
Ray?
[Electric sizzling]
[Zap]
[Thud on ground]
Ray!
Ray!
C'mon man, get up!
What the hell happened to you?
I don't know, it's like.
Like I was somewhere else.
I don't know man, come on.
[Truck door slam]
[Truck engine starting]
[Upbeat percussive music]
Hold on, Ray.
[Water splash]
That light man,
spoke to me.
[Truck engine accelerating]
I don't know what it was saying
though.
I couldn't understand the voice.
Denver,
Stop the truck now!
[Truck shaking, sliding on dirt]
Ray?
[Eerie flute music]
Ray, what the hell are you
doing?
Get back in the truck!
You will see things
that is not of your vision.
You will hear things
that is not of your ears.
You will feel things
that is not of your touch.
[Truck engine idling]
What are you doing back there?
There was an old man.
In the middle of the road.
Didn't
you see him?
Old man?
[...] What the hell are you
talking about?
Ray! Ray.
[Truck engine accelerating]
[Hospital ambience]
[Water splashing]
[Footsteps running on sand]
[Water splashing]
Oh my God, the water is perfect.
Come on, Dan!
What's the rush?
[Kiss]
Don't do that.
Why not?
[Tense percussive music]
Holy shit.
We're getting pretty far out
here.
Why don't you say we head back.
Yeah.
Okay, well,
first one back gets a full,
body massage?
In that case, on the count of
three. One.
Two. Three.
[Growl]
[Frantic splashing]
Dan! Dan!
[Tense percussive music
building]
Scream!
Somebody help.
Scream!
[Roar]
Scream!
[High pitched ringing]
Ray.
Ray?
Ray.
Where am I?
What the hell happened?
You're in Mercy Hospital.
You were involved in an
accident.
Your friend Denver brought you
here, and,
you're really lucky to be alive,
Ray.
He mentioned, something about a
light.
Yeah,
he's right.
There's something out there.
Your lab results came back.
You sure had a lot to drink last
night.
You really shouldn't be driving.
I wasn't.
Ask Denver.
He was there, too.
Well, the police are questioning
Denver right now.
They already got his report,
and the sheriff will take yours
tomorrow morning.
All right doc, so
when can I take the bandages off
this thing.
Ray!
You were electrocuted by a high
voltage.
You'll need to keep them on for
at least another week.
That's a pretty nasty burn.
Damn, man.
[Nearby traffic, birds
chirpping]
(Sheriff Beaufort) Woah!
Where are you boys headed?
The fuck off my truck.
I talked to Denver here about
what happened last night.
Got a lot of questions for you,
Ray.
Yeah, well,
it's exactly what Denver told
you.
Shit.
You boys drank enough to put a
damn bull down?
So I don't believe either damn
one of you.
So tell me, Ray,
what the hell happened last
night?
Because I got 12 calls from
residents
last night saying that they saw
a flash of light over the lake.
plus two missing college
students.
I don't know what happened.
All right.
This light came down from the
sky.
Lit the whole damn lake up.
I touched the water.
Here I am. That's the last thing
I remember.
Is that your final statement?
Yes, it is.
Can I go now?
Fucking pig!
[Truck engine starts]
You all right?
Yeah, I'll be fine.
Okay,
I'm going to head into work.
You stay here and get some rest.
Yeah. I'll try.
See you later.
Drive safe man.
(TV News Reporter) Breaking
news.
(TV News Reporter)
This just in.
Two out of town college students
have gone missing from Bartlett
Lake.
The local police are currently
investigating the scene.
The fuck is she talking about?
Joy Lockhart with KRAZ news.
What the hell's going on here?
It's healed.
How the hell did that happen?
[Swoosh, electrical sizzle, low
whooshes]
[truck engine rumbling
How goes it, Dwayne?
I see,
you still got your priorities
straight.
The fuck you want man?
What are you doing on this side
of town?
Shouldn't you be at some local
white trash watering hole.
Look,
I need to talk to your father
about what happened at the lake.
I heard about what happened on
the radio.
Don't bring your fucking burdens
around here.
Got enough of my own?
Look,
just hear me out.
All right.
Fucker.
What is it?
So me and Denver were at the
lake last night.
Shit.
We saw something.
Never seen anything like it.
This light came down from the
sky.
Touched the lake.
Lit the whole lake. up.
Scared the shit out of us.
Your father was there.
He had to have seen it?
I'd like to talk to him.
Sounds like you guys had too
much to drink last night.
That's impossible.
My father's never left this
house in twenty years.
He stuck to that chair in there.
Hardly moves.
You sure it was him?
Yeah. I
talked to him face to face.
He was standing in the middle of
the road.
We almost ran his ass over.
Look, let me tell you a story my
father told me when I was a boy.
Shit.
Dwayne, why does everything got
to be a story with you?
Listen.
Back in the old days, the
elders.
They said there was a Navajo boy
who would chase storms.
The storm turned into a tornado,
that swept away villages all
over this land.
That storm
later came towards the village
he was at.
The elder said that he ran to
the storm.
He sang to it,
lifted his hands and his arms.
The storm changed directions and
went around the village
and saved it.
What does that little boy had to
do with me?
That little boy is my father.
You wouldn't understand.
My father is a powerful healer.
Those mountains over there,
he speaks to it and that river.
He seaks the land is connected
to Mother Earth.
He's powerful with water.
Great.
So your geriatric father is the
greatest weather man.
I'm not. I'm not following.
Course you wouldn't.
My father is a healer.
He's a protector.
If you saw him.
It's for your own good.
All right.
Dwayne.
I got to go.
Yeah.
Thanks for the history lesson.
Anytime
fucker.
[Eerie flute music]
[Truck engine accelerating]
[Country music on radio,
billiards balls clacking]]
'Sup Joe?
Hey.
Lemme get a, whiskey
One whiskey.
Now you know, Ray...
whole town been talkin' about
what happened,
how's the hand though, by the
way?
It's fine.
Thanks.
Ya know, Joe.
I've been having these visions,
man.
Just can't explain it.
Well, should probably keep that
to yourself.
Sheriff came in here earlier,
warned me about you and your
story.
Look here Ray,
can't be coming up in here and
scaring off all my patrons.
All right.
So go ahead.
Have you drink and go home?
Man fuck Beaufort Joe.
Why would I make any of that up?
Man, I don't know.
Everybody know that you and
Denver go up to the lake every
weekend drinking.
Hell, the whole town knows
that's your M.O., Ray.
Come on.
You know what, Joe?
You and the rest of this shit
kickin' town can think what you
want.
I know what happened,
and I know what I saw.
There's your M.O...
Yeah, aight.
[suburban ambience]
Shit.
[Electric sizzle, low whooshes]
Shit, man.
Fuck!
[Calm waves lapping lake shore]
[Whistling]
[Violent splash, growl, sploosh]
[Gentle waves lapping shore]
(TV News Reporter) Breaking
news. This just in.
We're here on the scene at
Bartlett Lake this evening.
Police are investigating yet
another attack that happened
late last night. They have no
suspects at this time.
However, recent evidence
suggests the possible bear
attack.
If you or anyone you know has
any information,
please contact your local
sheriff's office.
This is Joy Lockhart with KRAZ
TV.
Oh! Fuck you!
Stupid lady.
Channel whatever the fuck knows?
[Electric sizzle, low whooshes]
[Thud]
Ahhhh.
No, fuck.
Man. No!
God, no no no, no, it can't be
me, man.
Just can't be.
Fuck!
Shit.
Fucking ass pig.
[Eerie music]
Never seen anything like it.
Just ain't natural.
Anyone know the whereabouts of
Ray or Denver?
(CB Dispatcher) We had a patrol
checking out his house last
night.
(CB Dispatcher) He's been home
all night, over.
All right.
Whatever.
[Waves lapping shore]
[Lighter flick]
What the hell did he catch?
Son of a bitch!
[Country music from radio,
billiards balls clacking]
Hey, Joe.
How the hell are you doing?
What the hell you doing up in
here?
Thought you was trying to sober
up.
Beer and a stiff one,
All right.
Wife's been on my ass
about getting out of the house
again, swear.
Just can't win.
Oh, well, it is good to get out
of the house every now and then.
You know.
Hey, Ray was in here last week.
Acting real strange, though.
What do you mean he's acting.
Strange.
Well, when he left the other
day,
he just walked straight into the
middle of the road, right?
Like he just stood there.
Stood there for a few minutes.
Didn't move or nothing.
like, like he was frozen or
something.
I don't know, man.
I haven't heard from him in
days.
Not since.
Since what happened at the
Lake?.
It messed him up real bad.
i bet.
You know, he was going on about
visions and shit,
seeing things.
I wish I could help him
I don't know what to do.
You know, why don't you give him
a call?
Get him out of town.
Y'all go fishing or something.
You know
Maybe.
I gotta go wife's waiting.
Thanks. I'll see you around.
All right now
[Car engine pulling up]
[Birds chirpping]
Hey there, pretty lady.
Oh, good. You're home.
I'm sorry I'm late.
You have fun at your little
meeting.
Yeah,
[Children playing loudly]
You know, you should really call
Ray.
His name has been all over the
news again.
What? Ray?
Yeah. Some guy went missing at
the lake.
People are talking like he had
something to do with it.
You need to call him,
All right. I will,
but I'm not going to baby him.
You know how he gets.
[Children playing loudly quiet
down]
[Truck engine pulls up outside]
The shit man.
Where have you been?
I haven't seen your work all
week.
You know, man, I just been,
thinking about last weekend.
How are you doing?
Can't complain.
My dick's up and I'm pushing
daisies.
That's good.
How's how's Katy doing?
She's holdin' up.
She's pregnant again.
Damn, shit.
What is that, like, five now?
No, Man seven.
You believe that shit?
Boys are working overtime.
Apparently.
Shit. Well, the hell you waiting
for, man?
Come on, get in. Hop in.
All right.
Let me get my stuff.
[Truck engine accelerating]
Man, is there something you're
not telling me?
You have been at work all week.
Yeah, well,
I just don't know how to explain
it.
Why you looking like that?
Why, you know damn well why.
That shit with the light was
fucking crazy.
Ever since you touched that
water, you have been the same.
Now we got people missing,
Sheriff all up in your shit.
You got to tell me what's going
on.
Did you know
what happened to those people.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you're
thinking.
What?
It ain't like that.
As far as that light thing goes,
I don't know what the hell that
was, man.
Same thing happened in that
movie with Travis Walton.
Ain't no damn space invaders.
It's probably NASA or
those damn Russians.
NASA?
Man, Neil Armstrong ain't ride
no goddamn light the moon.
Okay, it was the Russians.
I. I don't know,
either way.
Truth is.
We were so high and drunk that
night,
we don't know what really
happened.
Well,
I know what we saw wasn't any
government shit.
[Truck engine accelerating]
Ray, there's other places we can
go, right?
(Ray) What are you talking
about?
(Ray) We're almost there.
No, man. Turn around.
(Ray0 I'm not turning around.
I just bought a brand new lure
and bait. And,
Find out what the hell is going
on here and maybe catch some
fish.
(Denver) Man, this is all
wrong.
(Denver) I didn't even bring my
gun.
Relax, you won't need the gun.
I got mine in the back anyway.
[Truck engine accelerating]
[Calm waves lapping shore]
Come on.
Denver. You coming?
Get your ass out of the truck.
You'll be fine.
All right,.
Go on, I'll catch up.
All right, bring my whiskey,
too.
Yeah.
Okay.
Ahh, Denver do you hear that?
[Electrical sizzle, low
whooshes]
Hey, what are you doing?
Dad?
Dad. What is it?
What do you see?
What.
Where are you?
Where are you?
What's happening?
[Motorcycle engine starting]
[Motorcycle rumbling down dirt
road]
[Gentle waves on shoreline]
I went saw Dwayne a few days
ago.
What'd you guy talk about?
Remember when, uh
you drove me to the hospital the
other night?
Kinda.
I try to forget.
Well,
You know, Dwayne's father was on
the road that night.
Are you shittin' me?
That's what I'm trying to tell
you.
I've been seeing shit, man.
And not like I'm drunk.
Shit.
You're serious?
I swear on my mother's grave.
That's why I went to Dwayne's a
few days ago
His father said I'd start seeing
things that
I couldn't understand.
And seeing things that weren't
there wouldn't be able to
control.
Denver man.
listen to me.
I saw those people die, man.
I don't know what to do.
All right, wait.
Back up.
No no no no no, it's not like
that, man.
I didn't kill 'em.
What are you saying?
I'm saying, man,
whatever came down that night
attached itself to me.
I'm serious.
You need to turn yourself in.
I'm not gonna turn myself in,
dude.
I didn't do anything wrong.
I just sees what it sees.
Ray, I have known you for years,
or at least I thought I did.
Come on, Denver, it's not like
that. No.
Come on.
You need help.
Denver, you know me, man. You
know me.
I don't...
I don't know what I know
anymore.
Ahhh.
What's going on Ray?
Get...
C'mon talk to me. What's going
on?
Get away from the water Denver.
Go! Run!
Denver! Run now Run!
Enough Ray! Denver!
Don't move.
Run!
You're scaring me, Ray.
Denver!
Don't make me do it!
Denver!
I'm serious!
Go!
[Heroic music]
Sweet mother of God.
Ray Ray!
Come on, get up!
Nice catch.
Come on, man.
[Heavy breathing]
[Glass bottle hits ground]
Oh, no no no Ray.
[Water splash]
Oh no, Ray.
[Heroic music building
intensity]
[Electrical sizzle]
(Denver) Sorry.
(Denver) I didn't know.
it's not your fault.
You didn't shoot him.
[Navajo language prayer]
This water
will cleanse your soul,
will heal your body, mind and
heart.
What is that thing?
Whatever it is,
it ain't from around these
parts.
[Cymbal swell]
Oh shit.
Holy shit.
I thought you were dead.
I think I was oh.
Get me up, help me up.
Holy fuck.
What is that?
[Footsteps on sand]
No one can know about this.
If anyone were to find out,
they'd send us all to the
nuthouse.
What do we do now, then?
Fuck!
Kill it, Kill it.
Fuck. What?
Welcome to Earth, asshole.
[Shotgun blast]
Well, think it's dead now.
Give me a hand with this thing,
fellas.
[Rocks sliding on sand]
[Water splash]
And remember,
none of this ever happened.
You know, Sheriff
you're all right.
We're gonna go fishing next
weekend.
You want to come?
See you around Ray.
[Truck engine starts]
[Harsh noise music]
[Heavy knock on door]
What the fuck is this?
[Gagging, choking]
[Electronic music]
[Gentle wave lapping shore]
[Flesh ripping, loud noise]
[Soft piano music]
[Applause, rap music in club,
glass door opens]
Oh. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Yeah. Man.
That shit was lit bro.
Fuck, yeah.
Man you see all those people.
That's what we need, man.
Packed houses. Yes sir. Shit.
Had that crowd jumping.
[Rap music inside club, distant
traffic]
All right.
Whens the next show then?
Next week cuz.
We got that venue in Old Town.
Oh, hell yeah.
That shit'll be dope.
You know it.
And they can't fuck wit' us like
they couldn't fuck with us this
week.
No, they cannot. for sure,
though.
I got dip, homie.
You know I can't keep my fans
waiting.
Hit me up on Thursday, aight?
Yes sir.
Hey, My friend is dating a
producer.
You should invite him to the
next show. Yeah.
All right. Sounds good babe.
[Car door close]
[Car engine sputtering]
Shit!
Son of a bitch!
[Car door opens]
[Car door close]
[Distant traffic]
Yo. You need a ride, bro?
[Car tires on pavement]
Thanks cuz.
Shits been crapping out on me
all week.
I gotta get this shit fixed.
All good, bro.
My cousin owns a shop
not too far from here.
I'll bring you back tomorrow.
You could drop it off with him.
Aight. Cool.
Where he at.
He's on thirty fifth and Van
Buren.
He does good work too he'll hook
you up.
Bet, let's hit 'em up tomorrow,
then?
[Car speeding on freeway]
[Rap music]
What the hell?
Why they gotta close the highway
off.
Damn,
babe, we got to go, like, 45
minutes out of the way.
Shit. Yo!
Is there another way to your
house?
Nah, This is it.
Gotta go the long way.
Just cruise down
the road. We'll get there.
Yo! mind if I blaze one?
Hell nah.
Light that shit up.
[Car speeding on freeway]
So then these two dudes took the
mic.
During my mic check.
And I was like, fuck that shit.
I gripped the mother fucking mic
and I broke
that motherfuckers nose.
[Reggae music]
And then the promoter came
and grabbed me off the stage.
(Christina) What?
What's fucked up the most is,
I promoted the shit out of that
show.
(Christina) That's fucked up.
(Christina) Your flows are so
tight, you just need the right
person to see you perform Jules.
My guy is not like that.
Let me rep you. I'll call him up
tomorrow.
You trust this dude?
I don't know.
I mean, he's dating my friend.
But he has some big ass names
Jules. He's looking for an
opening act.
Yeah, he's legit dog.
I worked with him in the past.
and he pays good too.
Shit my nigga.
That's all you had to say
in the first place!
I bet.
I'm in.
Bet.
[Car tire pops]
Shit.
What the hell do I just run
over?
I'm awake now cuz. What the fuck
just happened?
[Ominous music, flat tire
thumping]
[Car stopping on dirt]
[Car door opens, interior bell
dinging]
[Car door close]
What the fuck is this?
[Ominous low tone]
Shit.
Hey, babe. You okay? Fuck!
What the hell is this thing?
Yo. You good?
What the fuck is that?
I don't know.
Cut my hand up real good,
though.
Yo, you didn't run over that.
What you mean?
You didn't run over that cuz.
It's in your side
wall, it's like
it was shot in there.
[Crickets chirping, car trunk
opens]
[Loud shrieking hit]
Slim.
How much longer?
Not much longer.
Just chill, baby.
Give me a hand with this shit,
bro.
[Eerie music]
It's like a spearhead or
something.
(Christina) Slim?
How the hell?
What, babe?
What the hell is that, babe?
Spearhead?
[Ominous low hum]
[Ratchet clinking]
[Distant coyotes]
Shhh.
You guys hear that shit?
[Fast dirt whoosh]
[Coyotes whooping]
Yo, you guys hear that?
[Coyotes whooping]
Sounds like coyotes, man.
[Nearby shrieking]
That don't That don't sound like
no damn coyotes.
[Blood splatter, flesh ripping]
[Nearby shrieking]
[Ratchet clink]
Jules.
Hey, quit messing around, man.
We got to go.
(Jules altered) I'm awake now.
Jules.
You all right, bro?
Why are you sounding like that?
(Jules altered) Shhh.
Slim.
Where's Jules at?
Hold up.
I don't know,
Jules.
[Nearby shrieking]
Jules!
quit fucking around.
Slims done with the tire.
Let's go.
We're leaving without you.
Chill, baby.
I got this.
No. Get in the car now!
Hey, whoever's out there.
I'm about to bust your ass.
[Shrieks getting louder]
[Shrieking growls]
[Ratchet clink]
[Shrieks getting closer]
[Ominous music pulsing]
[Fast dirt whoosh]
Quit fucking around. (Altered)
(Christina altered) We're
leaving without you.
What the fuck was that?
Babe.
Get in the car now.
Slim.
Hell, no.
[Car door opens, head thumps]
(Christina) Slim.
(Christina) Slim no, babe!
Argh!
[Tense music escalating]
Gasp!
[Banging on car]
Fuck! Start, fuck.
[Metallic bang]
Start.
Start. start.
Okay, I'm going to get help.
I'm gonna get help. I'm getting
help.
[Metallic bang]
Fuck fuck Fuck!
[Metallic bang]
Start!
Start.
[Banging on car, glass smash]
Start.
[Creature squeals]
[Banging on car, blood smearing]
Gasp, Ahhh!
[Head smashes on glass]
[Thematic orchestral music
builds]
[Thematic orchestral trap
music]
[Thunder and rain]
[Loud heavy metal music]
Damn it!
Katy! Katy!?
[Loud heavy metal music]
Turn this damn music off!
It's getting late.
It's time to go to bed.
Okay Almost done. Just finishing
up.
No more music.
[Bangs on desk]
[Thunder and rain]
[Dark organ music]
[Mice chattering]
[Hollow wind]
That piece of shit, Simon.
He wouldn't know his ass from
his elbow.
[Paper rustling]
[Gulping]
Ahhh.
[Glass cup hitting wooden end
table]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Refrigerator door opens]
Ahhh.
Let's see what we got in here.
[Mouse nibbling]
Mmm.
[Disgusting mouth noises]
Mmm.
[Disgusting mouth noises]
[Urine tinkling on floor]
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
[Slippers shuffling]
ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
ow ow
ow! Ow!
I'm getting old!
[Swigging from bottle]
Ahhh.
Sigh.
[Toilet flushes]
Oh, I still got it. Hm hm.
[Slippers shuffling]
[Record scratches]
[Old time music]
['Oh I wish I had someone to
live with, 'cause I tired of
living alone']
Well, my dear.
Here's to you.
And that filthy cunt you left me
for.
[Slippers shuffling]
[Clock ticking]
[Footsteps on wood]
[Heavy door knocks]
Huh, huh?
What?
Who's there?
[Door knocks]
Come on.
Ugh.
Who's there?
(Mildred) What the hell you
want?
Hello.
Damnit!
Good afternoon.
I'm elder Ben, and this is Elder
Matthew.
If you'd have us
for a minute of your time,
(Ben) we would love to talk to
you about your
relationship with Jesus Christ.
That was great.
Fuck you when you're inbred
cult.
(Mildred) Now get your sorry
asses off my property.
[Door opens]
Uhh, uhh. Mhm.
Excuse me.
We're serving the Lord space.
You got two seconds. One.
[Rifle cocking]
Okay, we're getting out of here.
Come on Ben.
[Dark organ music building]
[Loud door shuts]
[Metal clinking]
[Door opens]
Hmph.
[Door closes]
[Eerie organ music]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Crickets chipping outside,
snoring]
[Loud door bangs]
What the fuck is that?
[Loud door bangs]
Uhh.
Oh! Oh!
Uhh, sigh.
[Slippers shuffling]
I thought I told you little
shits to get out my . . .
[Loud thud]
Oh, Damnit to hell.
[Menacing low hum]
[Door closes]
[Plastic phone clicks]
[Touch tone dialing]
[Phone ringback tone]
(Operator) Thank you for
calling southwest phone
services.
(Operator) How can I help you?
Give me the local post office.
[Phone ringback tone]
Come on, come on already.
(Postal Employee) Post office,
Hello?
You got some nerve leaving this
package at my front door.
I didn't order this.
I need you to come pick it up
now.
(Postal Employee) What?
(Postal Employee) Excuse me.
You heard me
loud and clear the first time.
(Postal Employee) I don't even
know your name.
(Postal Employee) Let's start
with that.
(Postal Employee) And your
address.
Oh, Mildred Kraggs,
4783 East Monroe Place.
(Postal Employee) All right,
just give me a sec here.
(Postal Employee) Searching our
system. Now.
(Postal Employee) I need to put
you on a brief hold.
Fine.
I don't have all day.
[Hold music]
(Postal Employee) All right,
miss Kraggs.
(Postal Employee) Looks like we
didn't deliver it to you.
Excuse me.
What the hell are you talking
about?
It's not my damn doorstep.
Just come pick it up now.
(Postal Employee) I don't know
what to tell you lady.
[Phone slams on receiver]
Shit shit shit shit, shit.
[Creepy violin swell]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Gulping]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Gulping]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Glass bottle sliding off
counter]
[Liquid pouring in glass cup]
[Slippers shuffling papers]
Oh.
[Gulping]
Oh, fuck it
Someone will pick it up
tomorrow.
I'm getting
dizzy.
[Choking on phlegm]
Otto . . .
No no no no. Oh!
[Gasping]
Where's my . . .
Oh, shit.
Where's my Paper?
Huh, ohh.
[Door opening]
Oh, shit.
Not you again.
[Ominous low rumbling]
[Cardboard scuffing]
Oh, what the hell? Oh.
Jesus, what's in this damn
thing.
come on.
Move piece of
shit. Oh!
[Heavy cardboard box dragging]
Oh! Heh heh.
We did it!
old girl.
Damn.
I need a drink.
[Door closes lightly]
[Door latch clicks open]
[Paper crackles]
[Door slams shut]
[Eerie organ music]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Sloppy wet bowel sounds]
Ohhh.
Uhhh.
Oh Good lord.
[Fart sounds]
What the fuck?
Uhhh.
[Sloppy wet bowel sounds]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Faucet running]
[Antacid fizzing]
[Gulping]
[Belch]
[Low rumble]
What the hell are you looking
at?
[Loud door knocks]
[Glass shatters]
What was that?
[Light door knocks]
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Oh, you better be here to get
this
damn box out my house!
Hi. Would you like to buy some
Girl Scout cookies?
We're raising money to go to the
zoo.
The zoo That's exactly
where you little bitches belong.
[Girls crying]
Now Unless you got alcohol, up
those little slutty dresses,
I suggest you get the fuck off
my fucking property!
You little whores!
[Girls crying]
Now. hey, hey, Yoou wait here
girls.
[Girls sobbing, running on
porch]
Now. hey, hey, Yoou wait here
girls.
(Girl Scout Mom) I'll be right
back. Okay.
Hey. Excuse me.
You cannot talk to my kids like
that.
Who the hell do you think you
are, you haggard old bitch? Me?
You are trespassing on my
property.
Now take your ass and go sell
those sluts somewhere else
before I call the cops.
Why don't you just
die already? You old bitch!
(Girl Scout Mom) Come on,
girls, we don't need her money.
(Girl Scout Mom) It's okay.
We can go
get ice cream.
[Door slams shut]
Ahhh.
Oh! You again.
This is all your damn fault.
I'm hungry.
[Freezer door closes]
[Package crackling]
[Glass door opens]
[Silverware jingling]
[Deep bell, creepy violins]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Knife piercing cardboard box]
[House creaking and shuddering]
[Knife sawing cardboard]
[House creaking and shuddering]
[Knife sawing cardboard]
Oh! Oh!
Oh, shit!
Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
Shit!
Shit! Oh!
Oh. Mildred you klutz! Oh,
You've really done it now! Oh.
[Slippers shuffling]
[Faucet running]
[Faucet running]
[Plastic bottle falls on
counter]
[Tearing paper]
Ooo.
[Tearing bandage tape]
Ah, ahhhh.
[Wincing] Ohhh.
Uh.
[Slippers shuffling]
There better be something in you
worth my damn trouble.
[Paper shuffling]
[Crinkling packing tape]
You got to be kidding me.
[Timer bell dings]
Shit.
[Ominous whoosh]
[Food sizzling]
[Slippers shuffling]
[Slippers shuffling papers]
[Low hum, scratching cardboard]
[Scratching cardboard echoes]
Sigh.
[Scratching cardboard echoes]
(Mildred) Ugh!
[Box bangs on wood porch]
[Clock ticking, getting more
distant]
[Television plays The National
Anthem]
[Silverware dropping on floor,
glass breaks]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Glass crunches]
[Whip, glass smashes]
Scream!
Leave me alone.
Leave me alone.
Where?
Who's there?
Who's there?
[High piano]
Oh, What do you want from me?
Show yourself.
You son of a bitch.
Oh, you better show yourself
or I'm calling the damn cops.
No, No, no.
I could have sworn I'd threw you
out.
Oh, what the fuck?
I know, i threw you out?
[Slippers scuffing on wooden
porch]
Now stay the hell out.
[Cardboard box thumps]
Ahhh.
I don't have time for this shit
[Glass drags off counter]
[Pouring liquid in glass cup]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Shuffling papers]
[Gulping]
[Applause from television]
[Piano music from television]
Here's to you Otto.
[Swigging]
[Violin strings squealing]
[Grunting, moaning]
[Heavy breathing]
[Grunting, moaning]
[Heavy breathing]
[Applause from television]
[Laughter from television]
[Clock ticking getting louder]
[Eerie voices singing]
Otto?
I'm home dear.
Oh, I was getting lonely.
Came back a day early.
Otto honey? .
[Plastic crackling]
[(Woman's voice) Panting,
moaning]
[Faucet running]
Yes
[(Woman's voice) Panting,
moaning]
[Mattress squeaking]
[(Man and woman's voices)
Panting, moaning]
That son of a bitch.
[(Man and woman's voices)
Panting, moaning getting
louder]
I'll kill him.
[(Man and woman's voices)
Panting, moaning getting
louder]
[Door knob jiggles]
[Gun cocks]
[Gun shots]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh.
What the hell am I doing up
here?
Ooh.
Oh! Oh! Uh.
[Pill bottle rattles]
[Plastic bottle hits counter]
[Slippers scuffing]
[Tense music rising]
[Glass bottle on counter]
[House shudders, creaking wood]
[Glass smashes]
(Mildred) Screaming
[Glass smashes]
(Mildred) Screaming, yelling!
[House shudders, creaking wood,
wind howling]
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Screaming!
[Creepy womens choir chanting]
no. No!
Go to Hell, you bastard!
[Creepy womens choir chanting]
[House shudders, creaking wood,
wind howling]
Is that all you got mother
fucker?
Gasp.
[Diabolic horns blaring]
No!
[Bones breaking]
Ohhh!
[Bones snapping and popping]
Aaaaa!
[Bones cracking and breaking]
Aaaaa!
[Diabolic horns blaring]
(Mildred) Screaming
[Bones breaking]
[Bones cracking and snapping]
[Flesh ripping and bones
cracking]
[Diabolic horns blaring]
[Disembodied screams]
[Telephone ringing]
[Telephone ringing]
[Footsteps on wooden porch]
[Telephone ringing]
[Thump]
[Airy distant traffic]
[Creepy organ music]
[Thunder and rain]
[Loud knocking]
Are you looking at that shit
again?
Come on. We talked about this.
You're supposed to be studying
for your damn SATs.
I already studied Bert!
I'll go to bed when I'm ready.
Just leave me the fuck alone.
[Ominous low tone]
Don't test me.
[Door slams]
[Soft romantic music]
That was such a great movie.
Yeah, Michelle Lawrence was so
good.
I know.
I know, I'm glad she ended up
with Robert.
Me, too.
[Kiss]
Hey, did you request our ride
yet?
Yeah, totally.
Absolutely.
In fact, I'm doing it right now.
Okay cool.
It says he's going to be here in
like four minutes.
What kind of car is it?
Uhmm.
Is a.
Red Toyota Camry.
Says the guy's name is Chuck.
Look at his photo.
It's kind of funny.
Oh, man.
[Soft romantic music]
[Distant traffic]
[Kiss]
I hope he gets here soon, babe.
It's getting late.
Yeah, I know.
Hey, let's get breakfast in the
morning.
We can try that new place that
just opened up.
I think they serve mimosas.
All right. Sounds good.
Hey but you know, we've got a
whole bottle of wine at home
we've got to finish first,
right?
Yeah. That sounds good.
Oh, I'm getting pinged.
What the hell?
What is it?
Oh nothing.
It just says he's six minutes
away now,
and it changed.
Yeah, it changed drivers on us.
It's a white Honda Civic now,
guy's name is John.
Hmm.
Well, it's a busy night.
They always do that.
Yeah.
Ahhh.
[Cell phone buzz, buzz]
Oh.
My mom texted.
She wants to come over in the
morning and do breakfast with
us.
Oh.
Yeah that's fine, that's cool.
No, that sounds good.
That's fine. Hey, she can check
out the new place with us.
Yeah.
[Quiet street noise]
All right, our ride is almost
here.
It says he's like two minutes
away.
Babe, where is this guy?
Are we in a good location?
This is weird.
It says he's in the parking lot.
Where is he?
I don't see him anywhere.
I don't either.
Ummm.
Ummm.
I think that. I think that might
be him
actually.
Yeah, yeah,
I think that's him.
[Car pulling up]
(John) Michael?
John.
(John) Yeah.
Hey.
[Car driving away]
Hey, thanks for picking us up,
man.
I really appreciate it.
(John) That's my job.
[Whooshes]
[Engine rumble, street noise]
So how's your night going?
(John) Today I found out who my
birth parents are.
Hey, that's great, man.
Congratulations.
You must be really excited.
[Passing car]
Well, ahh,
it was our anniversary tonight,
so we just got done,
and had, you know, a couple
drinks and then went to the...
Went to dinner and then went to
the movies, you know, stuff like
that.
It was.
It was a good time.
So uh, hey, are you keeping
busy?
You know, just keeping all us
drunks off the road tonight?
(John) No.
[ominous low ton, car
accelerating]
Put your seatbelt on babe.
So, did you really like the
movie?
Yeah, yeah, I did, actually.
I thought that the,
the screenwriter did a really
good job adapting the
playwright.
Sorry.
We were just talking about the
movie we just saw to having to
hold
Yeah.
It was this, love story that
they adapted from a play, and
the director
did a phenomenal job.
So I think it's going to win a
lot of Oscars, or at least I
hope it does.
Right.
Um have, have you seen it all?
(John) I don't watch movies.
[Car accelerating]
[Alarming noise]
[Tires screech]
Woah.
Jeez!
Does this guy just get his
license?
I mean, what the fuck?
(John) Did that scare you?
No, man.
We're it's, it's... we're cool.
Hey, good brakes!
[Sinister music]
[Low whoosh]
So um, have you seen any good
new shows
or movies on like Netflix or
Hulu or anything like that?
(John) I don't own a
television.
Oh, yeah,
that's cool.
[Car accelerating]
So what do you, umm ...
(John) I read books.
All right.
Well, I mean, have you read any
good books
lately? Heh heh.
(John) Sigh. A book by Robert
Ludlum.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I think actually he wrote
The Bourne Identity.
I haven't read any of books, but
the movies were great.
[Low ominous tone]
[Tense metallic tone]
[Low whooshes]
[Tense music building]
[Car accelerating faster]
Jeez!
Hey, lot of crazy drivers out
tonight, you know?
Thanks again for doing what you
do, man. Really?
So when do you meet your
parents?
(John) That's not going to
happen.
[Phone app alert]
Babe I think that was our turn.
He's probably just take a faster
route or something like that.
You know?
Umm, do you ...
want to meet your birth parents
at all?
Are you nervous about meeting
them?
(John) Turns out my
mother was a whore.
(John) Her severed head was
found along the canal.
Oh, my God,
that's terrible.
Damn, that.
That's some crazy shit, man.
I'm really sorry hear that.
Ahh, but, hey, you know you, I
mean, I'm
sure your adoptive mom
took care of you, right?
(John) Didn't have one.
(John) Too many
foster homes, to remember?
Well, that's kind of cool.
I mean,
I'm sure you learned a lot of
street smarts
growing up like that, right?
(John) I learned not to talk to
strangers.
[Tense music building up]
[Low whooshes]
Babe, this guy's fucking weird.
I know that.
But he's probably just going
through a hard time, okay?
[Tense music building up]
So what about your father?
Like, your your real dad? Can
you meet him?
Oh, yeah.
Have you had the chance to meet
your real dad at all?
(John) Turns out my
father was a serial killer.
(John) He's on death row.
Oh. That's cool.
(John) No. It's not.
No, it's not cool.
Sorry.
It's just.
It's not really something you
hear every day, you know?
[Car accelerating faster]
[Tense music]
(John) Here's your house.
Hey. Thanks, man. Really
appreciate it.
Again. Thanks a lot.
Really, really appreciate it.
(Alissa) Babe, let's go.
(Mike) Um, thanks again.
He was scary.
Yeah, a little but, he's
harmless, though.
[Keys jingling]
[Door knob turns]
Oh!
Heh.
(John) I'm going to make you
proud, mama.
(John) I'm going to make you so
proud mama. [Kiss]
[Metallic scrape]
You know, I actually feel kind
of sorry for that guy.
I mean, what with all that stuff
with his crazy
parents and shit.
[Robotic pulse music]
I mean, what do you do with
that?
Yeah. You're all.
Oh, cool.
When he said his dad was a
literal serial killer.
Oh, come on, I didn't know what
to say.
Yeah, clearly.
[Robotic pulse music]
I need a drink.
Yeah, I could use one.
Oh. Thank you.
Yeah.
[Robotic pulse music]
Whoa.
[Loud knocking]
The hell was that?
I don't know.
Relax.
I'll check it out. I'm gonna get
a rag.
What the fuck, man? You can't.
[Bones crack]
[Psycho music pulsing]
[Blood splatters]
[Dull metallic hits, bones
crack]
Babe?
Who's there?
Ahhhh! Michael!
(Alissa) Ahhhh!
[Music from phone speaker]
(Gabby) What's up guys?
(Brittany) Hey, girl What's up?
Hey, Gabby. Nice of you to join
us.
(Aiden) What's up player?
Hey man.
Hey try this new vape, I got.
It's a hybrid mix.
And this shit's bussin'!
(Brittany) Jeez!
(Aiden) Yo, that shit's dank.
(Aiden) Hey, let me send that
shit. (Chase) Go ahead.
No. I'm good. I don't drink.
(Gabby) Thanks though.
You sure you got a 12 pack?
I'll have one.
How'd you get this shit, anyway?
(Brittany) Did you fuck the
circle K guy?
No, bitch.
I showed him my tits.
You did not just fucking do
that.
Oh my God!
Did you guys see
Brandon's knickknack post?
No, no.
Hey, guys.
Brandon, here I am on tribal
land at the old gnarled tree.
Be sure to like and subscribe
to get more of that tasty, tasty
tasty content that you guys
love.
It's currently one in the
morning, and it is as quiet as
a,
mou...
[Branches cracking nearby]
Wait.
Did you guys hear that?
Listen, listen, listen.
[Branches cracking nearby]
Okay.
um...
I'm starting to get a little bit
freaked out here.
I think I'm got a dip.
Think I'm gonna...
[Heavy footsteps getting
closer]
What?
No no no no no no no.
[Video clicks off]
What the fuck?
That's so creepy.
He made it look so real.
Totally sus, though.
He's wild.
I actually haven't seen him all
week.
Have any of you guys?
No. M mmm.
He's probably just planning his
next video hoax.
Maybe.
[Rap music coming from phone]
So where is this place, anyway?
That's on tribal land.
It's not far from my house.
Wait a minute.
You know where that is?
I used to play there with my
cousins as a kid.
Oh. guys, I got an idea.
Nope.
Nah.
Nope.
Why? Oh my God. Fucking
seriously?
Come on.
What, you want to go look for
the Gnarl monster?
Yeah.
I don't want to sit at the
fucking pool all night.
This is boring.
Seriously?
[Air sucking through vape]
[Air sucking through vape]
Is that a full moon?
(Chase) It's kind of missing a
sliver, right?
Britt's right.
It's not even 11 yet.
Let's go. Whoa!
Watch it.
Look, I don't know, guys.
Jenna, send Brandon a text.
I mean, you have his number.
I did earlier today.
I told him to come to the party.
That's weird.
He hasn't even read my text.
That's not like him.
I don't want to go.
Aidan, take me home.
Oh my God! Stop!
Seriously?
It's not like the gnarl monster
is going to get us.
It's fine. Just sit back down.
Hey, you're with me.
you''l be fine.
You know that's not what it's
called.
Oh, really?
What should we call it?
We call it Tsin Hastin.
The stickman.
[Creepy music rising]
[Interior car noise]
[RnB music from car stereo]
You don't actually
believe in that shit, do you?
Well, you believe in Jesus.
When we were young.
Grandmother told us to stay away
from the gnarled tree at night
she said the stickman would take
us.
That's so creeps.
We got to see this. Heh heh.
Shut up.
Why are you guys going to be so
extra?
There's like, literally nothing
to worry about.
Yeah. We're not going to say
anything.
out here you guys.
I saw it.
What?
How old were you?
I don't know.
5 or 6.
My uncles brought me out there
once at night.
I remember being scared.
It's like the tree came to life.
Next thing I remember,
I was waking up at home.
Yeah right.
I never saw my uncles again
after that night.
Man, Gabs got me shook y'all.
Then why did it take you, Gabby?
I don't know.
[Car tires on loose gravel]
We're getting close.
Pull off to the right up here.
Where is it at?
I don't see any trees.
We walk from here.
It's down that dirt road.
[Car tires on loose gravel]
[Footsteps on dirt]
[Footsteps on dirt]
[Sinister dark tone]
(Chase) Oh, yeah.
(Chase) This place is spooky.
(Brittany) Does anybody have a
vape?
(Aiden) I think Chase got the
vape. You know I got it.
(Brittany) Okay, I'm going to
need that in a second.
(Jenna) Cold out here.
(Brittany) My nipples are hard.
(Chase) Watch your step.
[Vultures wings flapping]
Fuck you see that thing?
Calm down.
You're acting like a girl more
than me.
We should go now.
Why? Because of a stupid bird.
It's a bad omen to see a
vulture.
My ancestors tell me it's a
symbol of death.
Look,
guys, let's just go and see if
we can hear what Brandon posted,
and then we're leaving. Okay,
All right,.
[Ominous tone]
[Footsteps on dirt]
[Phone text alert]
Wait, shh, Do you guys hear
that?
Yeah.
Sounds like an iPhone message
Yeah, it does.
What's that light over there?
Let's. Let's just go see.
I mean, we didn't come this way
for nothing.
Guys, I think it his phone.
Jenna, send Brandon a Text.
Like it's that easy.
[Phone text alert]
Oh my God.
Holy fuck! It's his
Fucking phone!
What the fuck is going on, you
guys?
It's his fucking phone.
Oh, shit. Girl, what's on your
hands!
the fuck?
It's that blood.
You did this, didn't you?
Were you in on the hoax?
What? No!
I told you we shouldn't have
come here.
Brandon shouldn't have come here
either.
He went looking for something he
shouldn't have.
We need to go.
Uh, guys.
What's that?
Is that Brandon?
Brandon?
We got you.
Very funny man.
Yeah.
You're not fooling anyone.
Hey, man, we got your phone
pranks over.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon. Hey, Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon, is that you?
We need to call the police. No!
Chase! Don't.
We're the only ones here.
They're gonna blame us.
So what do we do, huh? We can't
just leave.
We have to do something. He's
right.
Aiden's right.
We're on the Res now.
We'll go straight to tribal
jail.
You and Brittany just touched
his phone.
Brittany.
Britt.
Brittany, get back here!
Brittany.
Brandon.
Brandon, is that you?
Brandon.
Britt.
Guys, I think I found Brandon.
[Alarming noise]
[Sticks cracking]
[Swish]
[Blood squirting]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Bones cracking, flesh ripping]
Britt, Britt.
Brittany.
[Tense music building]
[Thumping on ground]
What the fuck!
Holy shit!
This is all your fault, you
bitch!
Enough! Let's fucking go!
Chase, Come on!
We've got to go now! What the
fuck man?
Where the fuck's the rest of her
body at?
We can't just leave her fucking
head here.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Chase She's fucking dead.
Come on.
No!
God!
Oh my God, Brittany.
Hey, you guys, this is so fucked
up.
Chase, Oh my God, let's just
fucking go.
[Bones cracking]
[Bones cracking, flesh ripping]
[Creepy music]
[Blood dripping]
[Roar]
Oh my God.
[Footsteps running on dirt]
[Up beat percussive music]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Footsteps running on dirt]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Up beat percussive music]
[Footsteps running on dirt]
[Sliding dirt]
Aiden!
What the? Wait!
What are you doing?
Come on, let's go.
I'm not leaving. Gabby.
Gabby! Come on! We've got to go.
just go. Leave me here.
Gabby!
No! I can't leave you, Gabby.
Come on, guys, hurry up.
Let's go.
Gabby! No!
I can't leave you, Gabby.
[Screaming gurgle]
[Bones crushing]
[Thud on ground]
Ahhh!
Aiden, no.
[Thud on ground]
I'm sorry.
[Heavy footsteps]
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a
diiyin, Haju do le shi ta'a
diiyin, Haju do le shi ta'a
diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin,
Haju do le shi ta'a diiyin, Haju
do le shi ta'a diiyin.
[Sticks cracking]
[Creature breathing]
[Sticks cracking]
[Heavy footsteps]
[Footsteps on dirt]
(Katy) Jeez, ever hear of
knocking?
(Katy) I'm 18 you know, you
can't just barge in here!
What'd I tell you? It's time to
go to bed now.
(Katy) Hmph!
That's it. I'm tired of looking
at this shit.
I'm throwing this fucking thing
out!
My house, my rules
Why don't you just drink
yourself stupid like you always
do.
Try not to, hit mom and me, and
mind your damn business.
[Heavy smack]
I hate you!
I wish that box would take you
away.
[Acoustic guitar music]
[Gentle waves lapping lake
shore]
[Whip]
Man. Look at that horizon.
It's gorgeous.
(Ray) Sure is
like a painting
from God.
You realize we've been fishing
here for the past 20 years?
Where does the time go?
Man don't remind me.
Shit, didn't you lose your
virginity here?
Yeah, I did, Becky 'big tits'
Summers.
Now that, was some good fishing.
Remember when you thought
it was a good idea to fish with
them M-80s?
(Denver) Yeah, I do.
Game and fish hauled my ass off
for that.
Then my dad pelted my ass
raw for it too.
[Acoustic guitar music]
[Crickets chirpping]
Oh! All right then, man.
Oh.
It's getting late,
and my bucket is full.
You ready to go?
No.
I'm just sleep here tonight.
Under the stars.
I'll see you in the morning.
All right then. Suit yourself.
Huh.
I wonder what planet that is?
Mars?
That's the moon, dummy.
You can't see Mars from here.
No man, look.
Check it out.
It's a plane or helicopter or
something.
It's not a plane.
It's too quiet.
I don't hear any engines.
The hell is that?
[Eerie music]
Oh, it's getting closer.
What the fuck is that, man?
Let's get the hell out of here.
No, man.
I'm going to stay.
This is incredible.
I've never seen anything like
it.
Holy shit.
[Electric sizzling]
Ray?
Ray?
[Electric sizzling]
[Zap]
[Thud on ground]
Ray!
Ray!
C'mon man, get up!
What the hell happened to you?
I don't know, it's like.
Like I was somewhere else.
I don't know man, come on.
[Truck door slam]
[Truck engine starting]
[Upbeat percussive music]
Hold on, Ray.
[Water splash]
That light man,
spoke to me.
[Truck engine accelerating]
I don't know what it was saying
though.
I couldn't understand the voice.
Denver,
Stop the truck now!
[Truck shaking, sliding on dirt]
Ray?
[Eerie flute music]
Ray, what the hell are you
doing?
Get back in the truck!
You will see things
that is not of your vision.
You will hear things
that is not of your ears.
You will feel things
that is not of your touch.
[Truck engine idling]
What are you doing back there?
There was an old man.
In the middle of the road.
Didn't
you see him?
Old man?
[...] What the hell are you
talking about?
Ray! Ray.
[Truck engine accelerating]
[Hospital ambience]
[Water splashing]
[Footsteps running on sand]
[Water splashing]
Oh my God, the water is perfect.
Come on, Dan!
What's the rush?
[Kiss]
Don't do that.
Why not?
[Tense percussive music]
Holy shit.
We're getting pretty far out
here.
Why don't you say we head back.
Yeah.
Okay, well,
first one back gets a full,
body massage?
In that case, on the count of
three. One.
Two. Three.
[Growl]
[Frantic splashing]
Dan! Dan!
[Tense percussive music
building]
Scream!
Somebody help.
Scream!
[Roar]
Scream!
[High pitched ringing]
Ray.
Ray?
Ray.
Where am I?
What the hell happened?
You're in Mercy Hospital.
You were involved in an
accident.
Your friend Denver brought you
here, and,
you're really lucky to be alive,
Ray.
He mentioned, something about a
light.
Yeah,
he's right.
There's something out there.
Your lab results came back.
You sure had a lot to drink last
night.
You really shouldn't be driving.
I wasn't.
Ask Denver.
He was there, too.
Well, the police are questioning
Denver right now.
They already got his report,
and the sheriff will take yours
tomorrow morning.
All right doc, so
when can I take the bandages off
this thing.
Ray!
You were electrocuted by a high
voltage.
You'll need to keep them on for
at least another week.
That's a pretty nasty burn.
Damn, man.
[Nearby traffic, birds
chirpping]
(Sheriff Beaufort) Woah!
Where are you boys headed?
The fuck off my truck.
I talked to Denver here about
what happened last night.
Got a lot of questions for you,
Ray.
Yeah, well,
it's exactly what Denver told
you.
Shit.
You boys drank enough to put a
damn bull down?
So I don't believe either damn
one of you.
So tell me, Ray,
what the hell happened last
night?
Because I got 12 calls from
residents
last night saying that they saw
a flash of light over the lake.
plus two missing college
students.
I don't know what happened.
All right.
This light came down from the
sky.
Lit the whole damn lake up.
I touched the water.
Here I am. That's the last thing
I remember.
Is that your final statement?
Yes, it is.
Can I go now?
Fucking pig!
[Truck engine starts]
You all right?
Yeah, I'll be fine.
Okay,
I'm going to head into work.
You stay here and get some rest.
Yeah. I'll try.
See you later.
Drive safe man.
(TV News Reporter) Breaking
news.
(TV News Reporter)
This just in.
Two out of town college students
have gone missing from Bartlett
Lake.
The local police are currently
investigating the scene.
The fuck is she talking about?
Joy Lockhart with KRAZ news.
What the hell's going on here?
It's healed.
How the hell did that happen?
[Swoosh, electrical sizzle, low
whooshes]
[truck engine rumbling
How goes it, Dwayne?
I see,
you still got your priorities
straight.
The fuck you want man?
What are you doing on this side
of town?
Shouldn't you be at some local
white trash watering hole.
Look,
I need to talk to your father
about what happened at the lake.
I heard about what happened on
the radio.
Don't bring your fucking burdens
around here.
Got enough of my own?
Look,
just hear me out.
All right.
Fucker.
What is it?
So me and Denver were at the
lake last night.
Shit.
We saw something.
Never seen anything like it.
This light came down from the
sky.
Touched the lake.
Lit the whole lake. up.
Scared the shit out of us.
Your father was there.
He had to have seen it?
I'd like to talk to him.
Sounds like you guys had too
much to drink last night.
That's impossible.
My father's never left this
house in twenty years.
He stuck to that chair in there.
Hardly moves.
You sure it was him?
Yeah. I
talked to him face to face.
He was standing in the middle of
the road.
We almost ran his ass over.
Look, let me tell you a story my
father told me when I was a boy.
Shit.
Dwayne, why does everything got
to be a story with you?
Listen.
Back in the old days, the
elders.
They said there was a Navajo boy
who would chase storms.
The storm turned into a tornado,
that swept away villages all
over this land.
That storm
later came towards the village
he was at.
The elder said that he ran to
the storm.
He sang to it,
lifted his hands and his arms.
The storm changed directions and
went around the village
and saved it.
What does that little boy had to
do with me?
That little boy is my father.
You wouldn't understand.
My father is a powerful healer.
Those mountains over there,
he speaks to it and that river.
He seaks the land is connected
to Mother Earth.
He's powerful with water.
Great.
So your geriatric father is the
greatest weather man.
I'm not. I'm not following.
Course you wouldn't.
My father is a healer.
He's a protector.
If you saw him.
It's for your own good.
All right.
Dwayne.
I got to go.
Yeah.
Thanks for the history lesson.
Anytime
fucker.
[Eerie flute music]
[Truck engine accelerating]
[Country music on radio,
billiards balls clacking]]
'Sup Joe?
Hey.
Lemme get a, whiskey
One whiskey.
Now you know, Ray...
whole town been talkin' about
what happened,
how's the hand though, by the
way?
It's fine.
Thanks.
Ya know, Joe.
I've been having these visions,
man.
Just can't explain it.
Well, should probably keep that
to yourself.
Sheriff came in here earlier,
warned me about you and your
story.
Look here Ray,
can't be coming up in here and
scaring off all my patrons.
All right.
So go ahead.
Have you drink and go home?
Man fuck Beaufort Joe.
Why would I make any of that up?
Man, I don't know.
Everybody know that you and
Denver go up to the lake every
weekend drinking.
Hell, the whole town knows
that's your M.O., Ray.
Come on.
You know what, Joe?
You and the rest of this shit
kickin' town can think what you
want.
I know what happened,
and I know what I saw.
There's your M.O...
Yeah, aight.
[suburban ambience]
Shit.
[Electric sizzle, low whooshes]
Shit, man.
Fuck!
[Calm waves lapping lake shore]
[Whistling]
[Violent splash, growl, sploosh]
[Gentle waves lapping shore]
(TV News Reporter) Breaking
news. This just in.
We're here on the scene at
Bartlett Lake this evening.
Police are investigating yet
another attack that happened
late last night. They have no
suspects at this time.
However, recent evidence
suggests the possible bear
attack.
If you or anyone you know has
any information,
please contact your local
sheriff's office.
This is Joy Lockhart with KRAZ
TV.
Oh! Fuck you!
Stupid lady.
Channel whatever the fuck knows?
[Electric sizzle, low whooshes]
[Thud]
Ahhhh.
No, fuck.
Man. No!
God, no no no, no, it can't be
me, man.
Just can't be.
Fuck!
Shit.
Fucking ass pig.
[Eerie music]
Never seen anything like it.
Just ain't natural.
Anyone know the whereabouts of
Ray or Denver?
(CB Dispatcher) We had a patrol
checking out his house last
night.
(CB Dispatcher) He's been home
all night, over.
All right.
Whatever.
[Waves lapping shore]
[Lighter flick]
What the hell did he catch?
Son of a bitch!
[Country music from radio,
billiards balls clacking]
Hey, Joe.
How the hell are you doing?
What the hell you doing up in
here?
Thought you was trying to sober
up.
Beer and a stiff one,
All right.
Wife's been on my ass
about getting out of the house
again, swear.
Just can't win.
Oh, well, it is good to get out
of the house every now and then.
You know.
Hey, Ray was in here last week.
Acting real strange, though.
What do you mean he's acting.
Strange.
Well, when he left the other
day,
he just walked straight into the
middle of the road, right?
Like he just stood there.
Stood there for a few minutes.
Didn't move or nothing.
like, like he was frozen or
something.
I don't know, man.
I haven't heard from him in
days.
Not since.
Since what happened at the
Lake?.
It messed him up real bad.
i bet.
You know, he was going on about
visions and shit,
seeing things.
I wish I could help him
I don't know what to do.
You know, why don't you give him
a call?
Get him out of town.
Y'all go fishing or something.
You know
Maybe.
I gotta go wife's waiting.
Thanks. I'll see you around.
All right now
[Car engine pulling up]
[Birds chirpping]
Hey there, pretty lady.
Oh, good. You're home.
I'm sorry I'm late.
You have fun at your little
meeting.
Yeah,
[Children playing loudly]
You know, you should really call
Ray.
His name has been all over the
news again.
What? Ray?
Yeah. Some guy went missing at
the lake.
People are talking like he had
something to do with it.
You need to call him,
All right. I will,
but I'm not going to baby him.
You know how he gets.
[Children playing loudly quiet
down]
[Truck engine pulls up outside]
The shit man.
Where have you been?
I haven't seen your work all
week.
You know, man, I just been,
thinking about last weekend.
How are you doing?
Can't complain.
My dick's up and I'm pushing
daisies.
That's good.
How's how's Katy doing?
She's holdin' up.
She's pregnant again.
Damn, shit.
What is that, like, five now?
No, Man seven.
You believe that shit?
Boys are working overtime.
Apparently.
Shit. Well, the hell you waiting
for, man?
Come on, get in. Hop in.
All right.
Let me get my stuff.
[Truck engine accelerating]
Man, is there something you're
not telling me?
You have been at work all week.
Yeah, well,
I just don't know how to explain
it.
Why you looking like that?
Why, you know damn well why.
That shit with the light was
fucking crazy.
Ever since you touched that
water, you have been the same.
Now we got people missing,
Sheriff all up in your shit.
You got to tell me what's going
on.
Did you know
what happened to those people.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you're
thinking.
What?
It ain't like that.
As far as that light thing goes,
I don't know what the hell that
was, man.
Same thing happened in that
movie with Travis Walton.
Ain't no damn space invaders.
It's probably NASA or
those damn Russians.
NASA?
Man, Neil Armstrong ain't ride
no goddamn light the moon.
Okay, it was the Russians.
I. I don't know,
either way.
Truth is.
We were so high and drunk that
night,
we don't know what really
happened.
Well,
I know what we saw wasn't any
government shit.
[Truck engine accelerating]
Ray, there's other places we can
go, right?
(Ray) What are you talking
about?
(Ray) We're almost there.
No, man. Turn around.
(Ray0 I'm not turning around.
I just bought a brand new lure
and bait. And,
Find out what the hell is going
on here and maybe catch some
fish.
(Denver) Man, this is all
wrong.
(Denver) I didn't even bring my
gun.
Relax, you won't need the gun.
I got mine in the back anyway.
[Truck engine accelerating]
[Calm waves lapping shore]
Come on.
Denver. You coming?
Get your ass out of the truck.
You'll be fine.
All right,.
Go on, I'll catch up.
All right, bring my whiskey,
too.
Yeah.
Okay.
Ahh, Denver do you hear that?
[Electrical sizzle, low
whooshes]
Hey, what are you doing?
Dad?
Dad. What is it?
What do you see?
What.
Where are you?
Where are you?
What's happening?
[Motorcycle engine starting]
[Motorcycle rumbling down dirt
road]
[Gentle waves on shoreline]
I went saw Dwayne a few days
ago.
What'd you guy talk about?
Remember when, uh
you drove me to the hospital the
other night?
Kinda.
I try to forget.
Well,
You know, Dwayne's father was on
the road that night.
Are you shittin' me?
That's what I'm trying to tell
you.
I've been seeing shit, man.
And not like I'm drunk.
Shit.
You're serious?
I swear on my mother's grave.
That's why I went to Dwayne's a
few days ago
His father said I'd start seeing
things that
I couldn't understand.
And seeing things that weren't
there wouldn't be able to
control.
Denver man.
listen to me.
I saw those people die, man.
I don't know what to do.
All right, wait.
Back up.
No no no no no, it's not like
that, man.
I didn't kill 'em.
What are you saying?
I'm saying, man,
whatever came down that night
attached itself to me.
I'm serious.
You need to turn yourself in.
I'm not gonna turn myself in,
dude.
I didn't do anything wrong.
I just sees what it sees.
Ray, I have known you for years,
or at least I thought I did.
Come on, Denver, it's not like
that. No.
Come on.
You need help.
Denver, you know me, man. You
know me.
I don't...
I don't know what I know
anymore.
Ahhh.
What's going on Ray?
Get...
C'mon talk to me. What's going
on?
Get away from the water Denver.
Go! Run!
Denver! Run now Run!
Enough Ray! Denver!
Don't move.
Run!
You're scaring me, Ray.
Denver!
Don't make me do it!
Denver!
I'm serious!
Go!
[Heroic music]
Sweet mother of God.
Ray Ray!
Come on, get up!
Nice catch.
Come on, man.
[Heavy breathing]
[Glass bottle hits ground]
Oh, no no no Ray.
[Water splash]
Oh no, Ray.
[Heroic music building
intensity]
[Electrical sizzle]
(Denver) Sorry.
(Denver) I didn't know.
it's not your fault.
You didn't shoot him.
[Navajo language prayer]
This water
will cleanse your soul,
will heal your body, mind and
heart.
What is that thing?
Whatever it is,
it ain't from around these
parts.
[Cymbal swell]
Oh shit.
Holy shit.
I thought you were dead.
I think I was oh.
Get me up, help me up.
Holy fuck.
What is that?
[Footsteps on sand]
No one can know about this.
If anyone were to find out,
they'd send us all to the
nuthouse.
What do we do now, then?
Fuck!
Kill it, Kill it.
Fuck. What?
Welcome to Earth, asshole.
[Shotgun blast]
Well, think it's dead now.
Give me a hand with this thing,
fellas.
[Rocks sliding on sand]
[Water splash]
And remember,
none of this ever happened.
You know, Sheriff
you're all right.
We're gonna go fishing next
weekend.
You want to come?
See you around Ray.
[Truck engine starts]
[Harsh noise music]
[Heavy knock on door]
What the fuck is this?
[Gagging, choking]
[Electronic music]
[Gentle wave lapping shore]
[Flesh ripping, loud noise]
[Soft piano music]