Skew (2011) Movie Script
1
[MUSIC]
[SIMON]: HEY, YOU.
OOH, THIS IS NEW.
[BEHIND THE CAMERA]:
YOU LIKEY?
LIKEY.
HI, EVA.
L.T. NOT COMING DOWN?
UH, NO.
IT'S, UH, IT'S NO REALLY A GOOD DAY.
NO, I DON'T THINK
THAT'S SUCH A GOOD IDEA.
[RICH]:
"HI-BYE" FROM ME!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHAT?
OH, I DON'T KNOW, MAN.
IT'S THE SAME SHIT.
HELLO,
I'M OVER HERE.
[DOOR LOCK BUZZING]
WHAT?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, MAN?
YEAH, I'M...
I'M GOOD.
HEY, IS THAT THING EVEN ON?
YEAH.
YOU SURE?
YEAH, I'M FILMING YOU
RIGHT NOW.
ALL RIGHT.
LET'S PUT YOUR SHIT IN THE CAR.
DUDE, I CANNO BELIEVE
THAT YOUR DAD LET YOU
TAKE THE CAR
FOR THE TRIP.
YEAH, I KNOW.
IT'S A 1993 JEEP GRAND CHEROKEE,
DARK BLUE COLOR.
THIS BABY CAN DO
ABOUT ZERO TO 60
IN A MANNER OF SECONDS.
OH, YEAH?
YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE?
THIS BABY'S GOT A NICKNAME.
REALLY?
AND WHAT'S THAT?
"FUCKY FUCKY."
[BOTH LAUGHING]
AND THIS...
BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WOMAN
BY THE NAME OF EVA HANSON,
IS THE ONE THAT NAMED HER.
I DIDN' NAME HER, RICH.
AH, AH, AH.
IT'S A FINE NAME
FOR THE CHARIOT.
A FINE NAME.
NOW...
WHO WANTS A DRINK?
[BEER CAN POPS OPEN]
THERE IS
A CD PLAYER.
VERY NICE.
THERE'S THE, UH, GEARSHIFT,
I GUESS YOU'D SAY?
SEE IF I CAN GE THE SPEEDOMETER...
GOT RICH'S
FAT ARMS IN THE WAY.
SO, EVA.
TELL US
ABOUT YOURSELF.
NO, NO CAMERA.
WHY NOT?
I'M NOT GOOD
WITH THESE THINGS.
IT'S JUST SIMON.
FUCK IT.
JUST HAVE SOME FUN.
WELL, SIMON.
I'M A 24-YEAR-OLD
WHO'S STUDYING TO BE
A BIOCHEMIST AND AN ENGINEER.
I LIKE YOGA, ANIMALS,
AND I LOVE TO PARTY.
IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR
A GOOD TIME, CALL 549-7050.
REAL WOMEN NEED ONLY APPLY.
[RICH HOOTS IN APPROVAL]
WOMEN?
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I SAID.
OH, WAIT A SECOND.
I DIDN'T GET IT.
WHAT?
YEAH, WELL, WE'RE GONNA
HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN.
UH, YEAH, RIGHT.
YEAH, NICE TRY,
BUDDY.
NICE TRY.
COME ON.
NOPE.
THIS IS THE LUXURY EDITION,
COMPLETE WITH AIRBAGS,
AND MANY OTHER FINE OPTIONS
THAT DON'T WORK.
YEAH, BABY.
TRANS AM.
NICE.
[MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]
SO, WHAT'S THE DEAL
WITH YOU AND L.T.?
WHAT'S THAT?
I SAID WHAT'S THE DEAL
WITH YOU AND L.T.?
HOLD ON.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
HOW'S EVERYTHING
WITH YOU AND LAURA?
IT'S-IT'S FINE.
YEAH.
IT'S GOOD.
WHY, DID SHE
SAY ANYTHING?
ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP
SHOOTING THAT THING?
YEAH.
UH, I GUESS.
I DON'T KNOW.
GREAT.
SO I HAVE TO BE ON
ALL THE TIME?
ONCE AGAIN, LEAVE IT TO RICH
TO PROVIDE
ALL OF THE ENTERTAINMENT.
[EVA, SARCASTIC]
YEAH,
THAT'S SOMETHING
I'D WATCH ALL DAY.
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES BRIEFLY]
COME ON, SIMON.
ENOUGH, OKAY?
PLEASE DON'T SUBJECT US TO THIS
FOR THE ENTIRE TRIP.
THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH OF RICH
I CAN WATCH.
HEY.
[STAMMERS AND LAUGHS]
[SIMON]: MY GOD, EVA,
ARE THOSE VELVET?
YEAH.
THEY ARE VELVET.
NICE CHOICE.
[SIMON]: 85 DEGREES
AND COUNTING, BABY.
THE WORLD'S LARGEST CHAIR.
ALL RIGHT, THIS GUY
ESCAPES FROM PRISON
AND HE BREAKS INTO A HOUSE
LOOKING FOR MONEY--
[EVA]: OH, GOD,
HERE WE GO.
IT'S GOOD, TRUST ME.
IT'S GOOD.
HE'S LOOKING FOR MONEY,
HE CAN'T FIND ANY MONEY,
BUT HE FINDS
THIS YOUNG COUPLE IN BED.
SO HE TIES THE HUSBAND UP
TO A CH--
FUCK OFF.
OH, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT,
HERE'S ANOTHER ONE--
THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME
I HAD CRABS...
[EVA CHUCKLES]
HEY...
BUDDY,
PUT ON A SHIRT.
HEY, DON'T WORRY, SIMON.
[GRUNTING IN EFFORT]
I GOT A LICENSE FOR THESE GUNS.
MM-HM.
HUH? COME ON.
RIGHT?
PARTY ON, BABY.
[BEER TAB SNAPS,
EVA YELPS IN SHOCK]
[LAUGHING]
YOU FUCKER.
I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS.
[RUSTLE OF TENT FABRIC]
[LIQUID TRICKLING,
SIMON SIGHS IN RELIEF]
YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS
TO PISS AND FILM
AT THE SAME TIME?
[RAINDROPS PATTERING]
AND TRY IT AT NIGH AND IN THE RAIN.
[CAR DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING]
THAT WAS THE WORST SLEEP
I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE.
WHOSE STUPID-ASS IDEA
WAS IT, ANYWAYS?
NO MORE SLEEPING IN THE TRUCK.
NONE.
DONE. NO MORE.
END OF TRANSMISSION.
[EVA]: SIMON, YOU NEVER
ANSWERED THE QUESTION.
WHAT QUESTION?
COME ON, SIMON.
IT'S JUST US NOW.
I KNOW YOU DON'T LOVE
L.T. ANYMORE.
WHAT?
WOMAN'S INTUITION.
[SIMON CHUCKLES]
AND WHAT ELSE DOES YOUR
WOMAN'S INTUITION TELL YOU?
THAT YOU SHOULD TURN
THAT FUCKING CAMERA OFF.
EVA, SERIOUSLY,
DOES IT BUG YOU?
YOU KNOW WHAT?
IT DOESN'T BUG ME HALF AS MUCH
AS YOU DO RIGHT NOW.
[SCOFFS]
NOW YOU'RE JUS BEING MEAN TO ME
FOR NO GOOD REASON.
FUCK.
LAURA'S MY BEST FRIEND.
NO, YOU LOOK.
LAURA'S MY
FUCKING GIRLFRIEND,
SO GIVE US SOME TIME
AND GIVE US SOME SPACE.
UNLESS YOU CAN
SHED SOME INSIGH ON WHAT SHE ACTUALLY
SAID TO YOU
BEFORE WE LEFT,
PLEASE...
LET ME WORK IT OUT.
SHE'S NO THE ONLY ONE
IN THE RELATIONSHIP,
YOU KNOW.
[DRIVER'S DOOR OPENS]
[RICH]: OKAY.
LET'S DO THIS.
OOH.
THIS PARTY SURE DIED.
YOU OKAY?
YEAH.
YEAH, IT'S FINE.
AHH, BABY.
NEED I SAY MORE?
THE WORLD'S LARGEST VIKING HEAD.
[MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO]
[HEAVY CRASH,
TIRES SQUEALING]
[EVA]:
WHAT'S GOING ON?
[RICH]: FUCK,
ARE YOU OKAY, EVA?
YEAH.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
I DON'T KNOW.
ARE YOU OKAY?
YEAH, I'M FINE.
SIMON!
YEAH, JUST-- YEAH.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS HAPPENING?
WE JUST HIT SOMETHING.
A DOG OR SOMETHING.
WHAT?
I'M NOT SURE.
[OPENS CAR DOOR]
I'M GOING TO GO CHECK.
STAY HERE.
[SIMON]:
WAIT A SECOND.
[CAMERA CLICKS]
[EVA]: FUCK THAT.
I'M NOT STAYING
HERE ALONE.
[EVA SCREAMS IN HORROR]
[SIMON BREATHING HARD]
OH, SHIT, I SEE IT.
[COYOTE WHIMPERS IN PAIN]
[THEY ALL YELP
AND CURSE IN FRIGHT]
[SIMON]: I THINK
IT'S A COYOTE.
[EVA]: WE HAVE TO
HELP IT.
[RICH]:
YEAH, I KNOW.
HOW?
I DON'T KNOW.
IT DOESN' LOOK TOO GOOD.
WE HAVE TO
CALL SOMEBODY.
IT'S NOT MOVING ANYMORE.
WHAT?
DUDE, CAREFUL, MAN.
DON'T GET TOO CLOSE.
NOTHING.
DEAD?
[SIGHS] YEAH,
IT LOOKS LIKE IT.
DON'T COME ANY CLOSER.
IT'S PRETTY BAD.
THERE'S LOTS OF BLOOD,
AND THE LEG LOOKS
ALL BUSTED UP.
ARE YOU SURE?
YEAH.
YOU A HUNDRED
PERCENT SURE?
YEAH, I'M SURE.
BUT YOU DON'T KNOW.
FUCK, EVA.
NO, I DON'T KNOW.
[EVA]: OKAY, WE HAVE
TO DO SOMETHING.
[SIMON]: EVA,
THESE THINGS HAPPEN
ALL THE TIME OUT HERE.
I MEAN--
WHAT?
IT'S LATE.
WE'RE TIRED.
I JUST NEED TO
GO SOMEWHERE.
LET'S JUST HOOK UP
AT THE NEXT MOTEL.
OH, FUCK,
THE CAR.
FUCKING THING'S
STILL RUNNING.
WE CAN'T JUST LEAVE HER HERE.
EVA, ARE YOU OKAY?
I'M SORRY, I'M JUST A BI FREAKED OUT HERE.
I MEAN, I THINK
IT'S BETTER
THAT WE JUST LEAVE I ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD,
YOU KNOW? I MEAN...
ANIMALS WILL COME,
THEY'LL FEED ON IT.
IT SEEMS NATURAL.
YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT, SIMON.
IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL
ANY BETTER,
WE'LL ASK THE GUY
AT THE MOTEL
AND SEE WHAT HE SAYS
TO DO ABOUT HER.
THANKS, SIMON.
LISTEN...
IN THE CAR EARLIER
TODAY, I JUST--
FUCK!
WHAT?
THAT FUCKING CAMERA!
EVA, COME ON.
EVE...
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES BRIEFLY]
[TELEVISION PLAYING]
[SIMON]: SIR, IS
THAT WHAT YOU SAID?
THAT'S RIGHT.
ANYTHING YOU HIT,
YOU GET TO KEEP.
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
THANK YOU FOR
YOUR COMMENT, SIR.
OH, SORRY--
LUCKY NUMBER 113.
THIS IS OUR BEAUTIFUL
HOTEL ROOM.
AS YOU CAN SEE,
RICH HAS BEEN UP TO
HIS USUAL DECORATING HABITS.
THAT'S OUR DELICIOUS
ORANGE-RED-BROWN 1970S DECOR.
AND THERE'S OUR MAN.
SO, IT'S BEEN QUITE
THE ADVENTURE SO FAR,
WOULDN'T YOU SAY?
CARE TO COMMENT?
NO.
EVA?
ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP
FUCKING SHOOTING THAT THING?
YEAH.
UNLESS YOU HAVE
A PROBLEM WITH THAT?
GET YOU ANOTHER
DRINK, BUDDY?
WHY DON'T YOU CALL L.T.?
I TRIED.
SHE'S NOT HOME.
[THUMPS CAN ON TABLE]
[POLICE SIRENS WAIL]
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
OKAY, BUDDY,
THIS IS NOT FOR
YOUR HOME MOVIES.
SORRY.
[SIMON]:
IT'S NOT GOOD.
WHAT'S THE DEAL?
IT'S THE GUY,
THE CLERK.
THAT SOUND WE HEARD,
THAT WAS A GUNSHOT?
YEAH.
HE DIDN'T MAKE IT.
I'VE NEVER SEEN THAT BEFORE.
LIKE, SOMEBODY DEAD,
FOR REAL.
FUCK, THAT HAS GO TO BE FUCKED, MAN.
IT'S A BIT DISTURBING.
DID YOU GET THA ON CAMERA?
YEAH, I GUESS I DID.
YOU'RE SO UNBELIEVABLE.
YOU CONTINUE TO USE--
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
EVEN NOW.
THIS IS FUCKED, GUYS.
I MEAN, TWO KILLS
IN ONE DAY?
I DON' LIKE THIS, RICH.
ME NEITHER.
LET'S GO HOME.
WHAT?
NO. FUCK THAT.
LOOK, I'M JUST AS
SHAKEN UP AS YOU ARE,
BUT I'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD
TO THIS TRIP FOR A LONG TIME.
WE'RE NOT GOING BACK.
WE CAN'T GO BACK.
WE'RE IN THE WEDDING PARTY.
MARIO WOULD KILL US.
LOOK, PEOPLE DIE
ALL THE TIME.
IT'S JUST THE WAY IT IS.
LET'S JUST GET SOME SLEEP.
SHIP OUT OF HERE IN THE MORNING,
AND GET OUT OF
THIS FUCKED-UP TOWN.
IT'S BAD LUCK.
[RICH SINGS]
GOOD MORNING, GOOD MORNING
AND HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
GOOD MORNING
GOOD MORNING...
GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE.
[EVA GROANS SLEEPILY]
MORNING.
[SHE WHISPERS]
I LOVE THAT SONG.
IT'S THE ONE
MY MOM ALWAYS USED TO
ALWAYS SING TO ME.
DO YOU MISS HER?
YEAH.
WE USED TO TAKE
TRIPS LIKE THIS
ALL THE TIME
WHEN MY DAD WAS AWAY.
DRIVING UP AND DOWN
THE COAST,
VISITING FAMILY.
THOSE WERE SOME OF
THE FUNNEST TIMES
WHEN I WAS A KID.
[CAMERA THUDS ONTO TABLE]
LOOK...
EVA, I'M SORRY
ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
THAT'S OKAY.
I WAS JUST--
SHH...
I UNDERSTAND.
IT'S JUST...
YOU GOTTA SLOW DOWN.
IT'S TURNING YOU
INTO A DIFFERENT PERSON.
YOU'RE MORE AGITATED.
I KNOW.
I'M SORRY.
WHY DON'T WE MAKE SIMON
A LITTLE MOVIE?
HUH?
I DON'T THINK SO.
COME ON.
[GROANS APPREHENSIVELY
AND CHUCKLES]
HEY, YOU SHOULD PROBABLY
PUT THAT BACK.
SIMON SEEMS
PRETTY CLOSE TO THAT THING.
FUCK HIM.
WHY DON'T YOU TRY
SHOOTING WITH IT?
NOPE.
NO INTEREST.
I WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE TO BEGIN.
IT'S EASY.
ALL YOU GOTTA DO
IS HIT THIS REC--
IT WAS ALREADY
RECORDING.
THAT PRETTY MUCH SUMS UP
WHO SHOULD BE USING IT.
[SIMON]: FUCK,
I DON'T BELIEVE IT.
WHAT?
ANOTHER TOURIS ATTRACTION.
YEAH.
WHERE?
THE WORLD'S
LARGEST ASSHOLE.
FUCK YOU, MAN.
[EVA, QUIETLY]
IT'S BEAUTIFUL.
[SIMON]:
YEAH, I KNOW.
[RICH LAUGHS]
GOOD OLD 69.
ALL RIGHT,
CALM DOWN, HORN-DOG.
MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE OVER
THERE WITH THEM, SIMON.
ALL THE FUCKING
FILMING YOU DO.
IT'S WEIRD.
WHAT'S THAT?
EVA, HERE,
TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.
TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW
HOW TO USE THAT--
[CRASHING]
[SIMON]: HOLY SHIT!
STOP THE CAR.
STOP THE CAR!
OH, MY GOD...
[SIMON BREATHING HARD]
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
HOW ARE YOU, EVA?
ISN'T IT OBVIOUS?
WELL, I KNOW IT'S BEEN
A BIT OF
A WEIRD TRIP SO FAR,
BUT, LOOK AT IT THIS WAY.
IT CAN'T REALLY GE ANY WORSE, NOW, CAN IT?
NO.
WELL, THERE YOU GO.
LOOK, WHAT YOU SAID
ABOUT LAURA--
NO, I-I--
LOOK, I'M... I'M SORRY.
I TOTALLY WENT OFF.
IT WASN'T CALLED FOR.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
IT'S OKAY.
I UNDERSTAND.
THIS WHOLE TIME, I WAS ONLY
THINKING ABOUT HER.
I NEVER EVEN
CONSIDERED HOW YOU FEEL.
I DON'T WANT TO TALK
ABOUT LAURA ANYMORE, OKAY?
OKAY.
BUT I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW
THAT PEOPLE CHANGE,
FEELINGS CHANGE.
I UNDERSTAND THAT.
YOU THINK WE'LL EVER
HAVE A CONVERSATION
WITHOUT THAT CAMERA?
WELL, I WOULD HAVE
THOUGH THAT YOU WERE
USED TO IT BY NOW.
I MEAN, YOU KNOW...
WE'RE GETTING
THIS CLOSE AND ALL.
OKAY, TOO CLOSE.
TOO CLOSE.
OH, OH...
I'LL TURN IT OFF.
EVE?
[DOOR OPENS]
[RICH]: DADDY'S HOME.
[TAPES AND CAMERA ACCESSORIES
CLATTERING]
YOU FIGURE OU THAT RECORD LIGHT THING YET?
NO, FUCK.
I THINK IT'S BROKEN.
THERE'S NO ON
AND OFF SWITCH FOR IT.
YOU KNOW, I JUST REALIZED
THAT THERE'S NO...
THERE'S NO SIDE SCREEN ON IT.
OH.
OH, YEAH.
YOU GOTTA GET A PROPER CASE
FOR IT, THOUGH.
YOU CAN'T KEEP
LUGGING THAT THING AROUND.
DUDE, I KNOW.
THIS IS JUST LIKE,
UGH...
UM...
[CHUCKLING AWKWARDLY]
THIS IS STUPID.
YOU'RE PROBABLY GONNA THINK
IT'S LAME, BUT, UH,
I MEAN...
WELL, WHATEVER--
WHEN I WAS YOUNG,
MY PARENTS DIDN'T REALLY
HAVE ANY PICTURES OF ME
AROUND THE HOUSE.
LIKE, EXCEP SCHOOL ONES, RIGHT?
MM-HM.
I DON'T KNOW, MY PARENTS,
THEY JUST NEVER TOOK ANY,
NONE OF ME.
I MEAN, NO CHRISTMAS,
YOU KNOW, NO HALLOWEEN,
NOT EVEN
ANY BIRTHDAY PHOTOS.
IT'S KIND OF FUCKED.
NO BIRTHDAY PHOTOS.
REALLY?
YEAH.
IT'S WEIRD.
I HAVE SO FEW MEMORIES
OF PAST EVENTS
IN MY LIFE.
I MEAN, HOW DO YOU
CONNECT WITH YOUR PAS WHEN YOU DON' HAVE A PHOTO?
THAT'S WHY WHEN I SAW
THIS CAMERA AT THE SHOP,
I WAS JUST LIKE--
BOOM.
"I GOTTA HAVE IT."
NO IFS, ANDS, OR BUTS.
I HAVE TO.
[SIGHS] YEAH...
IF MY PARENTS...
IF MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO
ROB ME OF MY MEMORIES,
THEN...
THEN I'M GONNA
MAKE UP MY OWN,
AND I CAN SHOO WHAT I WANT,
AND THEN I CAN
PICK AND CHOOSE,
AND I CAN TAKE IT HOME,
AND I CAN PLAY WITH
THE FOOTAGE.
YOU KNOW?
MAKE IT...
MAKE IT WHA I WANT TO REMEMBER.
THE TRICK...
THE TRICK THA I'VE LEARNED
IS JUST,
YOU GOTTA JUS KEEP SHOOTING.
JUST LET IT ROLL,
'CAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW
WHEN YOU'RE GONNA GE THAT RIGHT SHOT, DUDE.
YOU NEVER KNOW
WHEN IT'S GONNA COME.
YOU NEVER KNOW
WHEN YOU'RE GONNA GE THAT GEM OF A SHOT.
FUCK.
THAT WAS DEEP.
SHUT UP, RICH.
NO, SERIOUSLY, MAN.
THAT'S...
THAT'S ONE FUCKED-UP CHILDHOOD
YOU HAVE.
YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES
I LIKE YOU
WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK,
AND OTHER TIMES...
[CHUCKLING]
AND TO THINK,
YOU GOT BUSTED WITH A DUI,
AND I'M THE DRUNK
WITH A LICENSE.
[CHUCKLES]
THE IRONY.
[CAMERA THUDS HEAVILY]
[SIMON CLEARS THROAT NERVOUSLY]
HEY, IT'S ME.
UH, YOU'RE NOT THERE,
AGAIN,
SO, UH...
I'D REALLY LIKE TO TALK TO YOU.
IT'S BEEN ANOTHER WEIRD DAY.
UM, BUT I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO
TRY YOU AGAIN TOMORROW.
UH... I DON'T KNOW,
YOU'RE PROBABLY IN BED.
OKAY, BYE.
SHIT.
["NO SIGNAL" TONE
DRONING FROM TELEVISION]
[SNARLING OF BEASTS]
SHIT.
WHAT? WHAT?
THERE'S SOMEONE
IN HERE.
[WHISPERING URGENTLY]
THERE'S SOMEONE IN HERE.
HEY, GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE!
[RICH]: WHERE IS HE?
BE CAREFUL.
CAREFUL.
[CAMERA CLATTERS TO TABLE]
[SWISHING BACK THE CURTAINS]
[BANGING OPEN DOORS]
[FLOORBOARDS CREAK]
[CLOSING DOOR]
FUCK.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS GOING ON?
I DON'T KNOW.
I SAW SOMEBODY
BY THE FUCKING DOOR.
LOCKED?
YES, IT'S LOCKED.
[EVA, WORRIED]: RICH?
IT'S OKAY,
THERE'S NOBODY HERE.
ARE YOU FUCKING
AROUND WITH US?
NO.
IT'S NOT FUNNY--
I KNOW!
THERE WAS SOMEBODY
FUCKING BY THE DOOR!
I SAW THEM!
THERE'S NOBODY
FUCKING HERE.
YES, THERE WAS!
WHERE'D THEY GO?
I DON'T KNOW!
I DON'T KNOW!
LEFT? RIGHT?
OUT THE DOOR?
DID YOU BLINK
FOR TEN SECONDS--
FUCK YOU!
I DON'T KNOW!
THERE WERE...
I SAW HIM...
THROUGH HERE.
IT'S STILL ROLLING.
[TAPE REWINDING]
[SIMON, ON TAPE]:
JESUS, FUCK!
SHIT.
[EVA, BEHIND CAMERA]:
TELL US, SIMON.
WHERE IS YOUR BOGEYMAN?
NOT FUNNY.
[CHUCKLES]
ACTUALLY, I THINK IT IS.
WOW.
SOMEONE'S
IN A BETTER MOOD NOW.
WELL, IT'S NICE
TO BE IN CONTROL.
REALLY?
YUP.
MY SHOW NOW.
[CHUCKLES] IT SHOULD
BE A GOOD ONE.
YOU FINALLY
PERKED UP, HUH?
YEAH.
YOU GETTING
SOME GOOD FOOTAGE?
YEAH.
I THINK I FINALLY
FIGURED THIS THING OUT.
TELL ME, EVA,
IS YOUR VCR AT HOME
ALWAYS FLASHING 12?
[LAUGHING]
OH, THA WAS GOOD.
I LIKED THAT.
[LAUGHING]
FUCK OFF.
[MUSIC PLAYS ON CAR STEREO]
[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE RACING]
HA, HA, I GOT HIM.
NOW, NO ROAD TRIP
WOULD REALLY BE COMPLETE
WITHOUT SEEING THE WORLD'S
LARGEST POT AND DISH.
LET'S NOT FORGE THE GIANT KNIFE.
AND, OF COURSE, FORK.
HEY, DON'T THEY, LIKE, DO THIS
TO PROVE THE DATE OR SOMETHING?
YEAH.
THINK I SAW I IN A MOVIE.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S SEE.
FRIDAY, JULY--
HOLD IT STILL.
FRIDAY,
JULY 22ND, 2005.
A DAY THAT WILL LIVE
IN INFAMY.
HEY, WHOA,
LET ME SEE.
AH, GO AHEAD.
YOU WANT ANYTHING?
UH, NO.
JUST, UH,
JUST SOME SMOKES.
WHAT KIND?
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU SMOKED.
UH...
JUST KIDDING.
DO YOU HAVE
A BATHROOM?
UH, YEAH. AROUND BACK.
YOU TAKING
THE CAMERA WITH YOU?
UH, YEAH. I GUESS.
HERE, I CAN HOLD IT.
[TAPE REWINDING]
UH...
JUST KIDDING.
DO YOU HAVE
A BATHROOM?
UH, YEAH, AROUND BACK.
YOU TAKING THE CAM--
OH, HEY.
JUST PUT THE KEYS
ON THE COUNTER.
GOT IT.
YOU ALL RIGHT?
YEAH.
THANKS.
[SIMON BREATHING HARD]
[RICH]: WELL...
I'M GLAD YOU COULD
FINALLY JOIN US, MR. LACEY.
HEY, THANKS TO YOUR
20-MINUTE BATHROOM BREAK,
WE HAD A CHANCE
TO LISTEN TO
OLD BUDDY THE CLERK'S
AMAZING STORIES.
[EVA, SARCASTIC]:
YEAH, THEY WERE, UH...
PRETTY GOOD.
YUP, THEY WERE, LIKE,
TOTALLY TRIPPY, DUDE.
[IMITATING
A POT-SMOKER'S EXHALE]
[EVA LAUGHS]
YOU KNOW,
IT FEELS LIKE
WE'VE BEEN
ON THE ROAD FOREVER.
OH, MAN,
YOU'RE TELLING ME.
AW, TRY DRIVING.
I WISH.
DON'T WORRY, I'LL GE MY LICENSE SOON.
YEAH, THAT'D BE NICE.
YOU ARE WHAT NOW, 30?
OW, VERY FLATTERING.
OH, I'M SORRY.
DID-DID I SAY
SOMETHING WRONG?
HOW MUCH LONGER?
ONE MORE DAY, YOU THINK?
BARRING ANY MORE
COMPLICATIONS,
I'D SAY
WE'D GET THERE BY...
TOMORROW NIGHT.
GOOD,
'CAUSE ANOTHER DAY
IN THIS CAR--
SITTING IN HIS CAR
ON THE RADIO.
HE'S CHECKING OU YOUR LICENSE PLATE.
[RICH]:
HEY, THERE.
THIS YOUR VEHICLE?
YEAH--
WELL, MY DAD'S.
IS IT JUS THE THREE OF YOU?
YES, SIR.
LICENSE
AND REGISTRATION, PLEASE.
TURN OFF THE ENGINE,
PLEASE.
[RICH TURNS THE ENGINE OFF]
WAIT RIGHT HERE.
WHAT THE FUCK?
I DON'T KNOW.
WAS I SPEEDING?
I DON'T KNOW.
BACK IN HIS CRUISER.
ON HIS COMPUTER,
I THINK.
WHERE ARE
YOU GUYS GOING?
OUR BUDDY'S WEDDING.
COMING FROM?
[TRAFFIC ROARS PAST,
DROWNING OUT RESPONSE]
HANG ON, PLEASE.
THIS IS CONROY, GO.
[CONVERSING OVER POLICE RADIO]
ROGER, BACK
TO THE ROADHOUSE SOON.
CONROY OUT.
YOU STOPPED
AT A CONVENIENCE STORE
A COUPLE HOURS AGO.
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
WHAT WERE YOU
DOING THERE?
NOT MUCH.
JUST LOOKED AROUND
THE STORE A LITTLE BIT.
I BOUGHT SOME GUM.
IS THAT IT?
YEAH.
HOW COME YOU WERE THERE
A WHOLE HALF HOUR?
IS THERE A PROBLEM HERE?
JUST A LITTLE ACCIDENT A THE CONVENIENCE STORE IS ALL.
[SIMON, QUICKLY]
WHAT ACCIDENT?
I'M GONNA HAVE TO
ASK YOU TO FOLLOW ME.
REALLY?
[EVA]: WHAT'S
GOING ON, RICH?
AND STAY CLOSE.
HAVE A SEAT.
STATE YOUR NAME
FOR THE RECORD?
RICHARD HARRISON.
EVA HANSON.
SIMON LACEY.
YOU PEOPLE COME TO
THESE PARTS VERY OFTEN?
NO.
WHERE WERE YOU
HEADING TO AGAIN?
[MUFFLED INTERROGATION]
JUST COMING DOWN,
AND YOU'RE LEAVING
RIGHT AWAY.
A WEEKEND
OR SOMETHING?
THAT'S RIGHT.
THE CONVENIENCE STORE.
WHY WERE YOU
THERE THAT LONG?
HE WAS IN THE WASHROOM
FOR ABOUT 20 MINUTES.
I DIDN'T-
I DIDN'T FEEL VERY WELL.
IT'S A LONG DRIVE.
YOU GUYS KNOW
THIS GENTLEMAN?
YEAH, THAT'S THE GUY
WHO WORKED THERE.
THAT BUILDING YOU
GUYS JUST CAME FROM
IS NOW FLATTENED,
BURNT TO THE GROUND.
THIS GENTLEMAN
HERE IS DEAD.
YOU PEOPLE WERE
THE LAST ONES THERE.
NOW, DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING
YOU CAN SHARE WITH ME HERE?
[EVA]: NO.
WE BOUGHT SOME GUM,
AND SIMON WEN TO THE BATHROOM.
THAT WAS IT.
THAT'S THE EXTEN OF IT?
THAT'S IT.
YOU'RE NOT PULLING
MY CHAIN HERE, ARE YOU?
NO.
WE'VE GOT A DECEASED
INDIVIDUAL HERE.
OKAY, IF YOU CAN' SHARE WITH ME,
I'LL HAVE YOU FOLLOW
THE DEPUTY HERE
AND FILL OUT A REPORT.
AFTER YOU'RE DONE WITH THEM,
THEY'RE FREE TO GO.
[GUNSHOT BLASTS]
QUICK, GET DISPATCH!
I HAVE TO TELL
YOU GUYS SOMETHING.
[RICH]: WHAT?
IT'S GONNA
SOUND FUCKED.
REALLY?
THIS WHOLE FUCKING TRIP
HAS BEEN FUCKED, SIMON.
THERE'S PEOPLE DYING,
YOU'VE SEEN SHIT,
HITTING A FUCKING DEER.
WHAT ELSE?
HUH?
WHAT ELSE COULD POSSIBLY
BE MORE FUCKED?
THIS CAMERA.
[LAUGHING WEARILY]
THAT CAMERA?
THE BANE
OF MY FUCKING EXISTENCE.
LISTEN.
THINGS ARE NOT RIGHT.
I'VE BEEN FILMING
WITH THIS THING A LOT--
YEAH, WE KNOW.
I'VE SEEN THINGS.
LIKE THAT GUY
IN THE MOTEL?
YEAH.
THINGS ARE
TOTALLY FUCKED.
PEOPLE ARE GETTING HURT,
AND I THINK THAT THIS THING
HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT.
WHAT?
YES.
ARE YOU FOR REAL?
THAT FUCKING CAMERA?
YES, I'M FOR REAL,
AND SOMETIMES
IT JUST KEEPS RECORDING,
AND I SWEAR
I'VE TURNED IT OFF,
AND I THINK IT HAS
A MIND OF ITS OWN--
THIS A FUCKING
JOKE, SIMON?
ARE YOU TRYING TO
GET A RISE OUT OF ME?
NO, DUDE.
NO, I'M NOT!
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
--FUCK THAT!
IS THIS YOUR LITTLE
FUCKING MOVIE, HUH?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
DUDE, LOOK,
I JUST--
I CAN'T TAKE THIS
FUCKING SHIT RIGHT NOW--
NO, YOU DON' GET IT, MAN.
I'M TRYING TO EXPLAIN
SOMETHING TO YOU!
CALM DOWN!
FUCK, YOU DON'T GET IT, SIMON!
I'VE HAD ENOUGH
OF YOUR FUCKING SHIT, OKAY?
YOU LISTEN TO ME!
YOU LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW.
IS THIS THE FUCKING GEM
OF A SHOT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
HUH? IS THIS A GEM OF A SHOT?
FUCK THAT!
WHAT THE FUCK?
[EVA]: WHAT?
HERE, LOOK, LOOK, LOOK!
THERE'S SOMEBODY OUT THERE.
WHERE?
HERE.
[RICH]: I DON' SEE ANYTHING.
TAKE THE CAMERA,
TAKE THE CAMERA.
[EVA]: UGH, I CAN'T SEE SHIT.
ZOOM OUT.
HOW?
USE THE THING
AT THE TOP.
USE YOUR FINGERS.
YOU GOT IT?
YEAH-YEAH, I GOT IT--
WELL, WHAT DO
YOU SEE? COME ON!
NOTHING! ALL RIGHT?
I SEE NOTHING.
WHERE DID YOU SEE THEM?
I SAW SOMEONE
RIGHT THERE!
I DON'T SEE ANYBODY,
SIMON.
PASS ME THE CAMERA.
[HISSING] SHIT.
NOTHING, RIGHT?
NO. NOTHING.
[SNARLING OF BEASTS]
JESUS! FUCK!
[RICH]: WHA THE FUCK, SIMON?
I SAW SOMEBODY
RIGHT FUCKING THERE!
HOW DID YOU
NOT SEE THAT?
TURN THA FUCKING THING OFF NOW.
[RICH, BEHIND THE CAMERA]:
IT'S GOING.
YOU WAN SOME REALITY TELEVISION?
CHECK THIS OUT.
THURSDAY, JULY 21ST, TAPE FIVE.
WEDNESDAY, JULY 20TH, TAPE TWO.
WEDNESDAY, JULY 20TH,
TAPE FOUR.
WEDNESDAY, JULY 20TH,
TAPE 10 ?
FUCK...
THAT'S INSANE.
HE DOESN'T STOP SHOOTING
WITH THIS THING.
[EVA]: OKAY,
THAT'S ENOUGH, RICH.
NO WAY.
HE'S GOTTA SEE THIS
FOR HIMSELF.
MAYBE THEN
HE'LL FINALLY REALIZE
HE'S TOTALLY OBSESSED
WITH THIS THING.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
TIME FOR A TASTE
OF HIS OWN MEDICINE--
[CAMERA THUMPING TO FLOOR]
[SIMON]: WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU DOING?
I'M JUST MAKING A MOVIE.
WHAT'D YOU THINK?
DID YOU SHOO MY FUCKING FACE?
DID YOU GET MY FACE?
NO, YOU HIT I OUT OF MY HAND.
[SIMON]:
YOU DON'T GET IT.
[RICH]:
YEAH, I GET IT.
YOU'RE A WANK.
YOU CAN DISH IT UP,
BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE IT.
LOOK, I ALREADY TOLD YOU
ABOUT THIS-- FUCK...
NO, SIMON, YOU LOOK.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU GE THIS SHIT IN YOUR BRAIN,
BUT I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF IT.
HONESTLY, I'VE HAD
ENOUGH OF IT.
YOU FREAKED OUT EVA,
AND NOW YOU'RE GETTING
ON MY NERVES.
[EVA]: WHERE
ARE YOU GOING?
I'M GOING TO GET SOME AIR.
[CAMERA CLATTERS ONTO SHELF]
[LIFTS TELEPHONE RECEIVER,
DIAL TONE HUMS]
[DIALING BEEPS]
[CALL RINGING]
[BANGS RECEIVER DOWN TESTILY]
HEY.
[STARTLED WHISPER]
FUCK!
HEY.
FUCK,
YOU SCARED ME.
[CHUCKLING]
YOU KNOW, THAT'S
WHAT I SHOULD BE SAYING.
WHERE'S RICH?
HE'S BACK AT THE ROOM.
COOLING OFF.
WHAT'S GOING ON, SIMON?
LOOK, I KNOW
IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE,
BUT I AM SCARED.
I AM REALLY
FUCKING SCARED.
HEY, DON'T TALK LIKE THAT.
YOU DON'T SOUND LIKE YOU.
NO, I WISH
IT WASN'T TRUE.
BUT IT IS.
[BREATHING HARD]
THIS CAMERA,
IT SHOWS ME THINGS,
IT SEES THINGS,
AND I CAN' HELP MYSELF NOT TO LOOK.
I'M PULLED TO IT.
WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU SEE?
PEOPLE'S FACES.
WHAT ABOUT THEM?
[GASPING]
IT'S HARD
TO EXPLAIN, BUT...
THE PEOPLE GO ALL FUZZY
AND FUCKED UP.
WHEN YOU SEE THEM
IN THE CAMERA?
YEAH.
AND THEN WHAT?
[BREATHING HARD]
THEY DIE.
THEY'RE DEAD.
ALL OF THEM.
SIMON, WHO'S DEAD?
ALL OF WHO?
YOU REMEMBER THE DEER
THAT WAS HIT BY THE CAR?
YEAH.
YOU REMEMBER
THE TOUR BUS?
NUMBER 69?
REMEMBER?
YEAH, YEAH.
WELL, THAT BUS SLAMMED
INTO A CONCRETE MEDIAN,
AND EVERYONE DIED.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
IT WAS IN THE PAPER.
I SAW IT TODAY.
OKAY, SO WHAT?
WHAT DOES THA HAVE TO DO WITH THE CAMERA?
I SHOT THEM, EVA.
I LOOKED RIGHT AT THEM
THROUGH
THIS FUCKING CAMERA.
ALL OF THEIR FACES WERE-
WERE MESSED UP.
LIKE THERE WAS A--
A BLOTCH ON THEM,
I DON'T KNOW.
THEN I DON'T...
I DON'T REALLY GET IT.
YOU'VE BEEN SHOOTING US,
RICH AND I, THIS WHOLE TIME.
HOW COME WE'RE NOT DEAD?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW.
WELL, WAS MY FACE
ALL MESSED UP?
DID IT HAVE
A BLOTCH ON IT?
NO, NO, IT WAS FINE.
IT WAS COMPLETELY FINE.
IT WAS PERFECT...
BUT ALL...
ALL THE TOURISTS,
AND THE MOTEL CLERK,
AND THE CONVENIENCE
STORE DUDE,
THEY ALL HAD
BLOTCHES ON THEM.
AND THEY'RE ALL DEAD.
YEAH, EXACTLY.
BUT YOU'VE BEEN FINE,
YOU'VE BEEN FINE.
YOU AND RICH.
OKAY, WELL,
THE ONLY DIFFERENCE
IS THAT YOU KNOW US.
THOSE OTHERS,
THEY WERE STRANGERS.
[SIGHS]
YEAH...
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
WELL... OKAY,
THIS MIGHT SOUND CRAZY.
I DON'T KNOW
IF I BELIEVE THIS, BUT...
WHAT IF...
WHAT IF THE PEOPLE
THAT YOU CARE ABOU ARE NOT AFFECTED
BY THE CAMERA?
[CAREFULLY] YEAH.
THAT MAKES SENSE.
[MORE CONFIDENTLY]
THAT MAKES SENSE.
YOU AND RICH
HAVE BEEN FINE.
[SIGHS]
THEN PEOPLE THAT I LOVE...
--OR CARE ABOUT ARE
NOT AFFECTED BY IT.
THAT MAKES SENSE.
YOU KNOW,
I SUSPECTED SOMETHING
AT THE CONVENIENCE
STORE,
AND THAT'S WHY
I SHOT THE CLERK.
AND EVEN THOUGH
I SAW HIS REFLECTION
IN THE MIRROR--
WHOA, YOU TAPED
THE CLERK ON PURPOSE?
YEAH, I HAD TO BE SURE.
ARE YOU CRAZY?
NO, WHAT?
I HAD TO BE SURE.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
JESUS, SIMON, I DON'T KNOW...
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE.
JUST THROW IT AWAY.
NO.
JUST GET RID OF
THE CAMERA, SIMON.
NO, NO, I CAN'T.
I CAN'T, I CAN'T...
OKAY, WELL, DON'T USE IT, THEN,
JUST LEAVE IT OFF.
LET'S TALK TO THE COPS
IN THE MORNING.
[SCOFFING] YEAH.
THEY'RE NO GONNA BELIEVE ME.
EVEN RICH
DOESN'T BELIEVE ME.
DO YOU?
I DON'T KNOW.
I'M REALLY SCARED, SIMON.
LET'S JUST NOT USE IT, OKAY?
GIVE IT TO ME.
I'LL HOLD IT.
I PROMISE I WON'T DO
ANYTHING WITH IT.
YEAH.
OKAY.
HEY, EVA.
WHAT DID LAURA SAY
TO YOU BEFORE WE LEFT?
WHAT?
BEFORE WE LEF ON THE TRIP.
WHEN YOU CAME DOWN
FROM THE APARTMENT,
YOU SEEMED A LITTLE...
OFF.
YEAH, L.T. WAS
A LITTLE OFF HERSELF.
SHE WOULDN'T REALLY
TALK TO ME.
SHE DIDN' SAY ANYTHING?
LIKE WHAT?
NOTHING AT ALL?
LIKE WHAT?
FUCK, SIMON, TELL ME
WHAT'S GOING ON.
NO, YOU TELL ME.
YOU TELL ME.
OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU'RE MAKING ME
PARANOID NOW.
FUCKING SCARED
AND PARANOID.
GIVE ME THAT CAMERA.
I DON'T THINK SO.
OKAY, SIMON.
I'M JUST TRYING
TO HELP YOU.
YOU KNOW, YOU CAN JUS HAND ME THAT CAMERA,
AND THEN WE'RE DONE.
YOU'RE JUST FUCKING
WEIRDING ME OUT.
YOU KNOW, I THINK
I'VE CHANGED MY MIND.
I THINK I'M GOING
TO HOLD ONTO IT.
YEAH?
WELL, FUCK YOU, THEN.
[SIMON, MUTTERING]:
BITCH...
[DOOR OPENS]
HEY, EVA, I GOT--
I THOUGH YOU WERE OUT.
I'M BACK NOW.
[KNOCKS SHORTLY]
IT'S ME.
[LOCK SNAPS]
[EVA]: YOU KNOW
WHAT'S FUNNY?
HE'S GOING ON AND ON
ABOUT THIS CAMERA,
AND THEN
ALL OF A SUDDEN
HE CHANGES
THE SUBJECT.
TO WHAT?
LAURA.
WHAT'D HE SAY?
HE WANTED TO KNOW
IF SHE SAID
ANYTHING TO ME
BEFORE WE LEFT.
DID SHE?
NO.
SHE WAS ACTING
FUNNY, THOUGH.
HOW?
SHE COULDN' LOOK ME IN THE EYE.
DIDN'T WANT TO
TALK MUCH.
THE COLD SHOULDER,
REALLY.
THAT'S IT?
YEAH.
SHE DIDN'T SAY
ANYTHING ELSE?
NO.
WHY? WHA DOES IT MATTER?
I'M JUST TRYING TO FIGURE
THINGS OUT HERE.
MAYBE THAT'S THE REASON
WHY HE'S ACTING SO STRANGE.
YEAH, YOU'RE
PROBABLY RIGHT.
ARE YOU SURE L.T.
DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ELSE?
[EXASPERATED] NO!
SHE WAS PRETTY QUIET.
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
YOU KNOW WE HAVE THE CAMERA
RIGHT HERE.
WHY DON'T WE JUST TAKE IT?
RICH,
HE'D FREAK OUT.
FUCK HIM.
HE'S FREAKING ME OUT.
I SAY WE HIDE IT ON HIM.
OR BETTER YET,
SMASH THE FUCKING THING.
NO WAY.
IT'S NOT FAIR, RICH.
LET'S--
WHY DON'T YOU TRY
TALKING TO HIM AGAIN?
I DON'T WAN ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS
THING ANYMORE, OKAY?
[DISMISSIVELY] FINE.
OKAY.
WHATEVER.
WE'LL DO IT YOUR WAY,
FOR NOW.
IF HE DOESN'T BUDGE,
I'LL THROW THIS FUCKING THING
OFF A BRIDGE.
AH, HERE HE COMES.
HEY, BUDDY...
FORGOT YOUR CAMERA.
[MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
THAT'S IT. I'VE HAD IT.
[CHUCKLES WRYLY]
YOU GOTTA TURN THA FUCKING THING OFF RIGHT NOW.
OKAY.
ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT?
FILM ALL YOU LIKE.
I DON'T CARE.
DO ME A FAVOR, THOUGH.
DON'T SHOOT EVA.
SHE'S A LITTLE UPSET,
AND IF YOU CARE ABOUT HER
AT ALL,
YOU'LL LEAVE HER ALONE.
[EVA]:
SIMON...
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
NO, DO NOT FILM ME.
WHY DO YOU KEEP
SHOOTING US
IF YOU KNEW
THAT WE WOULD DIE?
THAT'S A GOOD
FUCKING QUESTION.
BECAUSE
IT'S TOO LATE.
ONCE YOU'RE ON
VIDEO, THAT'S IT.
AH... THAT'S NOT WHA YOU SAID BEFORE, SIMON.
WHAT?
OH, YOU HAVEN'T HEARD?
SIMON BELIEVES--
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
--THAT HE LOVES,
BECAUSE THEY
WON'T DIE.
OR HAS THA CHANGED NOW, SIMON?
I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT THE HELL ARE
YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT?
I DON'T KNOW WHA TO BELIEVE ANYMORE.
SIMON, DON'T YOU
FUCKING FILM ME!
SIMON, IF YOU BELIEVE
THAT YOU CAN SHOO PEOPLE THAT YOU LOVE,
AND THAT THEY WON'T DIE,
THEN IT'S MORE THAN
JUST THE CAMERA, SIMON.
IT'S YOU.
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW,
I DON'T KNOW...
SIMON, WHY DON'T YOU
GIVE ME THE CAMERA?
NO, I CAN'T--
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
I'M KEEPING IT.
YOU WANT TO
KEEP SHOOTING?
GO AHEAD.
DOESN'T MATTER.
WE'RE ALL DEAD
ANYWAY.
WE'RE ALL
FUCKING DEAD.
SIMON'S NOT GOING TO DIE,
THOUGH, ARE YOU?
HOW'S THAT?
OH, DON'T YOU GET IT?
THE LITTLE OUTBURS IN THE MOTEL?
YOU'VE NEVER BEEN ON VIDEO,
HAVE YOU?
HMM.
HOW CONVENIENT.
SO TELL ME.
WHY DO YOU KEEP SHOOTING?
ARE YOU WAITING FOR US TO DIE?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
JUST KEEP SHOOTING, RIGHT?
"YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU'LL GE THAT GEM OF A SHOT."
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
LET ME HAVE IT.
NO WAY.
NO WAY--
I PROMISE I WON'T SHOOT YOU.
JUST GIVE ME THE CAMERA.
CALL IT A DYING MAN'S WISH.
LOOK, SIMON.
I DON'T BELIEVE
ANY OF THIS SHIT, OKAY?
I KNOW YOU DO, THAT'S FINE.
BUT I DON'T.
NOW, I PROMISE
I WON'T SHOOT YOU.
JUST GIVE ME THE CAMERA.
WHY?
SO YOU CAN HIDE IT?
OR BETTER YET, SMASH
THE FUCKING THING?
OR WHY DON'T YOU
THROW IT OFF A BRIDGE?
MAYBE THIS LOOKOUT.
YOU WANNA
THROW IT OFF HERE?
WHAT THE FUCK--
YOU WERE SPYING ON US?
THE CAMERA
NEVER LIES, RICH.
YOU'RE SICK, SIMON.
THE CAMERA
NEVER LIES.
YOU SON OF A BITCH,
YOU WERE TAPING US.
DON'T YOU FUCKIN'
RUN FROM ME.
YOU LISTEN TO ME.
I HAVE ASKED YOU TWICE.
THIRD TIME,
I'M NOT GONNA BE SO NICE.
[WOMAN WHISPERS]: SIMON...
[SNARLING OF BEASTS]
[RICH]:
WHAT'S WRONG?
SEEN A GHOST?
IS IT BROKEN?
HUH?
DOES IT WORK?
TOO BAD.
COME WITH ME TO THE CAR.
I GOTTA TALK TO YOU.
RICH, I--
YOU COMING?
YOU KNOW...
YOU CAN SIT UP HERE.
THAT'S OKAY.
I'M FINE.
LOOK, I JUST WANTED US
TO TALK PERSONALLY ONE-ON-ONE.
BEST FRIENDS.
IS THA WHAT WE ARE?
LOOK, EVA WILL BE
BACK HERE IN A MINUTE.
WE SHOULD RESOLVE THIS
BEFORE SHE GETS HERE.
START TALKING.
TRUCE?
I'M...
WE'RE ALL TRYING
TO FIGURE THIS THING OUT.
YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL.
TRUTH IS, I DON'T BELIEVE
ANY OF THIS STUFF.
BUT...
THAT DOESN'T MEAN
IT'S NOT TRUE.
FUCK, I'M AN ATHEIST,
YOU KNOW THAT.
WHAT ABOU YOUR TOTEM?
COYOTE?
YEAH, WELL,
THERE'S ALWAYS EXCEPTIONS
TO THE RULE, RIGHT?
BESIDES, EVA'S REALLY
INTO THAT STUFF,
AND SHE'S THE ONE
WHO FIGURED OUT MY TOTEM, AND...
[CHUCKLES WRYLY]
ANYWAY.
SO YOU REALLY DON' BELIEVE IN ANYTHING.
I BELIEVE IN
THE HERE AND THE NOW.
FAMILY, AND FRIENDS.
LOOK, SIMON,
YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO TRUST ME.
JUST GIVE ME THE CAMERA.
YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE
TO START TRUSTING ME
BEFORE I CAN BELIEVE YOU.
HOW MUCH HAVE YOU
HAD TO DRINK, RICH?
IT'S MY ONLY ONE.
DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT.
PASS ME THE CAMERA.
IF I PASS YOU
THIS CAMERA,
DO NO FILM ME.
I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL.
I PROMISE I WON'T FILM YOU.
IT'S NOT SUCH A HARD THING
TO FIGURE OUT, IS IT?
YOU GOT SOMETHING
ON THE LENS, I THINK.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
HOLD ON.
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
NOPE, IT'S GONE.
LET ME SEE.
THERE'S NOTHING
THERE, RIGHT?
WHAT?
FUCK!
WHAT?
IT'S EVA. COME ON.
WHAT?
COME ON!
EVA!
EVA!
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
[BANGING ON URGENTLY ON DOOR]
HEY, EVER
HEARD OF PRIVACY?
EVA! EVA!
OH, FUCK,
I'VE HAD ENOUGH.
I'LL FUCKING HIT YOU.
DUDE, NOW IT'S TIME
FOR YOU TO STAR TRUSTING ME.
OH, FUCK.
EITHER EVA'S IN THERE,
OR SHE'S GONE!
RIGHT, OKAY.
HIT ME
WITH YOUR BEST SHOT, MAN.
I THINK SOMETHING
MIGHT HAPPEN TO HER.
HMM, REALLY. OKAY.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
THERE'S SOMETHING
I'VE BEEN MEANING
TO ASK YOU, SIMON.
DUDE, WE DON' HAVE FUCKING TIME--
NO, I THINK THERE IS,
I THINK THERE IS.
WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON
WITH YOU AND LAURA?
WHAT?
I FUCKING
TOLD YOU ALREADY!
WE'VE BEEN
THROUGH THIS!
NO, I DON'T THINK YOU DID.
YOU SEE, I TALKED TO HER
BEFORE THIS TRIP.
SHE WAS A WEE BIT UPSET.
SEEMS LIKE YOUR RELATIONSHIP
WASN'T GOING SO WELL.
MAYBE YOU WERE FEELING
A BIT DIFFERENT ABOUT HER.
MAYBE YOU'RE FEELING
A BIT DIFFERENT ABOUT EVA.
SO TELL ME, SIMON.
WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP
WITH EVA?
HUH?
I CARE FOR HER.
I REALLY DO.
REALLY.
DO YOU LOVE HER?
RICH, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY.
BECAUSE I DO,
I LOVE HER,
BUT SHE DOESN'T KNOW.
SHE DOESN' HAVE A CLUE.
YOU LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND.
[KICKS METAL DRUM ANGRILY]
ARE YOU FUCKING
MY GIRLFRIEND?
NO, DUDE! NO!
NO, I'M NOT!
SHE HAS
NO FUCKING IDEA.
OH, SHOULD I ASK HER?
NO! DO NOT--
HUH?
SHOULD I ASK HER?!
NO, I'M TELLING YOU,
SHE DOESN'T KNOW!
AND SHE NEVER WILL!
SHE NEVER WILL, SIMON.
YOU WON'T SAY
ONE FUCKING WORD TO HER.
YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
YOU UNDERSTAND ME!
WE'LL GO HOME,
AND YOU'LL FUCKING DISAPPEAR.
YOU'LL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN.
I DON'T WAN TO EVER SEE YOU AGAIN.
IF I EVER DO,
I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU.
[SIMON SCREAMS IN RAGE]
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES
AS BLOWS SMACK ]
[RAIN PELTING,
WINDSHIELD WIPERS BEAT]
[SIMON CRYING QUIETLY]
[SIMON RETCHING]
[OPENS DOOR HASTILY
AND VOMITS]
[GAGGING AND COUGHING]
[CLOSES CAR DOOR, SNIFFLING]
LAURA...
I NEED YOU.
I NEED YOU.
PLEASE, PLEASE PICK UP.
PLEASE PICK UP.
PLEASE?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
I'M SORRY.
I'M SORRY.
PLEASE.
EVA'S...
EVA'S GONE.
RICH TOO.
IT'S ME, IT'S JUST ME.
IT'S JUST ME.
[VOICE WRACKED WITH ANGUISH]
[SOBS]
PLEASE PICK UP.
PLEASE BE THERE. PLEASE.
PLEASE...
[SIMON CRYING, GASPING]
[WHISPERS] OH, EVA...
THIS CAMERA.
THIS FUCKING CAMERA.
[ANGRILY]
THIS FUCKING CAMERA...
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
WHY DID YOU DO THIS?
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME, HUH?
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!
[TAPE REWINDING]
[RAIN POURING]
YOU'LL HAVE TO STAR TRUSTING ME
BEFORE I CAN BELIEVE Y--
[TAPE REWINDING]
--TO FIGURE OUT,
IS IT?
YOU GOT SOMETHING
ON THE LENS, I THINK.
[TAPE REWINDING]
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
WHAT'S WRONG, SI--
[MUSIC PLAYS,
THEY LAUGH HAPPILY]
[TAPE REWINDING]
--ANY PROBLEMS.
STAY ON TRACK.
[TAPE REWINDING]
COME ON.
NO!
COME ON...
NO!
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
CAN I GET A SMILE?
JUST A LITTLE ONE?
[IMPISHLY]
PLEASE?
YOU WANT TO KEEP
THAT THING ON, FINE.
LET ME ASK YOU SOMETHING,
SIMON.
ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH EVA?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME ANYMORE?
I FUCKING HATE YOU.
YOU DISGUST ME!
ALL THIS TIME?
YOU WASTE MY TIME,
AND YOU WASTE MY LIFE!
LAURA,
I NEVER PLANNED--
WHAT?
I NEVER PLANNED
FOR IT TO HAPPEN.
IT JUST DID, OKAY?
DID YOU FUCK HER?
DID YOU FUCK HER!
NO!
YOU'RE SUCH A JOKE.
LAURA....
WHAT?
I CAME ALL THIS WAY FOR YOU?
YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF.
YOU AND EVA HAVE FUN
ON YOUR LITTLE TRIP.
I WILL NOT BE HERE
WHEN YOU GET BACK.
[CURIOUSLY]
THAT'S WEIRD.
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
[TAPE REWINDING]
[TAPE REWINDING]
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
[MUSIC]
[SIMON]: HEY, YOU.
OOH, THIS IS NEW.
[BEHIND THE CAMERA]:
YOU LIKEY?
LIKEY.
HI, EVA.
L.T. NOT COMING DOWN?
UH, NO.
IT'S, UH, IT'S NO REALLY A GOOD DAY.
NO, I DON'T THINK
THAT'S SUCH A GOOD IDEA.
[RICH]:
"HI-BYE" FROM ME!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHAT?
OH, I DON'T KNOW, MAN.
IT'S THE SAME SHIT.
HELLO,
I'M OVER HERE.
[DOOR LOCK BUZZING]
WHAT?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, MAN?
YEAH, I'M...
I'M GOOD.
HEY, IS THAT THING EVEN ON?
YEAH.
YOU SURE?
YEAH, I'M FILMING YOU
RIGHT NOW.
ALL RIGHT.
LET'S PUT YOUR SHIT IN THE CAR.
DUDE, I CANNO BELIEVE
THAT YOUR DAD LET YOU
TAKE THE CAR
FOR THE TRIP.
YEAH, I KNOW.
IT'S A 1993 JEEP GRAND CHEROKEE,
DARK BLUE COLOR.
THIS BABY CAN DO
ABOUT ZERO TO 60
IN A MANNER OF SECONDS.
OH, YEAH?
YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE?
THIS BABY'S GOT A NICKNAME.
REALLY?
AND WHAT'S THAT?
"FUCKY FUCKY."
[BOTH LAUGHING]
AND THIS...
BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WOMAN
BY THE NAME OF EVA HANSON,
IS THE ONE THAT NAMED HER.
I DIDN' NAME HER, RICH.
AH, AH, AH.
IT'S A FINE NAME
FOR THE CHARIOT.
A FINE NAME.
NOW...
WHO WANTS A DRINK?
[BEER CAN POPS OPEN]
THERE IS
A CD PLAYER.
VERY NICE.
THERE'S THE, UH, GEARSHIFT,
I GUESS YOU'D SAY?
SEE IF I CAN GE THE SPEEDOMETER...
GOT RICH'S
FAT ARMS IN THE WAY.
SO, EVA.
TELL US
ABOUT YOURSELF.
NO, NO CAMERA.
WHY NOT?
I'M NOT GOOD
WITH THESE THINGS.
IT'S JUST SIMON.
FUCK IT.
JUST HAVE SOME FUN.
WELL, SIMON.
I'M A 24-YEAR-OLD
WHO'S STUDYING TO BE
A BIOCHEMIST AND AN ENGINEER.
I LIKE YOGA, ANIMALS,
AND I LOVE TO PARTY.
IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR
A GOOD TIME, CALL 549-7050.
REAL WOMEN NEED ONLY APPLY.
[RICH HOOTS IN APPROVAL]
WOMEN?
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I SAID.
OH, WAIT A SECOND.
I DIDN'T GET IT.
WHAT?
YEAH, WELL, WE'RE GONNA
HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN.
UH, YEAH, RIGHT.
YEAH, NICE TRY,
BUDDY.
NICE TRY.
COME ON.
NOPE.
THIS IS THE LUXURY EDITION,
COMPLETE WITH AIRBAGS,
AND MANY OTHER FINE OPTIONS
THAT DON'T WORK.
YEAH, BABY.
TRANS AM.
NICE.
[MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]
SO, WHAT'S THE DEAL
WITH YOU AND L.T.?
WHAT'S THAT?
I SAID WHAT'S THE DEAL
WITH YOU AND L.T.?
HOLD ON.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
HOW'S EVERYTHING
WITH YOU AND LAURA?
IT'S-IT'S FINE.
YEAH.
IT'S GOOD.
WHY, DID SHE
SAY ANYTHING?
ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP
SHOOTING THAT THING?
YEAH.
UH, I GUESS.
I DON'T KNOW.
GREAT.
SO I HAVE TO BE ON
ALL THE TIME?
ONCE AGAIN, LEAVE IT TO RICH
TO PROVIDE
ALL OF THE ENTERTAINMENT.
[EVA, SARCASTIC]
YEAH,
THAT'S SOMETHING
I'D WATCH ALL DAY.
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES BRIEFLY]
COME ON, SIMON.
ENOUGH, OKAY?
PLEASE DON'T SUBJECT US TO THIS
FOR THE ENTIRE TRIP.
THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH OF RICH
I CAN WATCH.
HEY.
[STAMMERS AND LAUGHS]
[SIMON]: MY GOD, EVA,
ARE THOSE VELVET?
YEAH.
THEY ARE VELVET.
NICE CHOICE.
[SIMON]: 85 DEGREES
AND COUNTING, BABY.
THE WORLD'S LARGEST CHAIR.
ALL RIGHT, THIS GUY
ESCAPES FROM PRISON
AND HE BREAKS INTO A HOUSE
LOOKING FOR MONEY--
[EVA]: OH, GOD,
HERE WE GO.
IT'S GOOD, TRUST ME.
IT'S GOOD.
HE'S LOOKING FOR MONEY,
HE CAN'T FIND ANY MONEY,
BUT HE FINDS
THIS YOUNG COUPLE IN BED.
SO HE TIES THE HUSBAND UP
TO A CH--
FUCK OFF.
OH, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT,
HERE'S ANOTHER ONE--
THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME
I HAD CRABS...
[EVA CHUCKLES]
HEY...
BUDDY,
PUT ON A SHIRT.
HEY, DON'T WORRY, SIMON.
[GRUNTING IN EFFORT]
I GOT A LICENSE FOR THESE GUNS.
MM-HM.
HUH? COME ON.
RIGHT?
PARTY ON, BABY.
[BEER TAB SNAPS,
EVA YELPS IN SHOCK]
[LAUGHING]
YOU FUCKER.
I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS.
[RUSTLE OF TENT FABRIC]
[LIQUID TRICKLING,
SIMON SIGHS IN RELIEF]
YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS
TO PISS AND FILM
AT THE SAME TIME?
[RAINDROPS PATTERING]
AND TRY IT AT NIGH AND IN THE RAIN.
[CAR DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING]
THAT WAS THE WORST SLEEP
I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE.
WHOSE STUPID-ASS IDEA
WAS IT, ANYWAYS?
NO MORE SLEEPING IN THE TRUCK.
NONE.
DONE. NO MORE.
END OF TRANSMISSION.
[EVA]: SIMON, YOU NEVER
ANSWERED THE QUESTION.
WHAT QUESTION?
COME ON, SIMON.
IT'S JUST US NOW.
I KNOW YOU DON'T LOVE
L.T. ANYMORE.
WHAT?
WOMAN'S INTUITION.
[SIMON CHUCKLES]
AND WHAT ELSE DOES YOUR
WOMAN'S INTUITION TELL YOU?
THAT YOU SHOULD TURN
THAT FUCKING CAMERA OFF.
EVA, SERIOUSLY,
DOES IT BUG YOU?
YOU KNOW WHAT?
IT DOESN'T BUG ME HALF AS MUCH
AS YOU DO RIGHT NOW.
[SCOFFS]
NOW YOU'RE JUS BEING MEAN TO ME
FOR NO GOOD REASON.
FUCK.
LAURA'S MY BEST FRIEND.
NO, YOU LOOK.
LAURA'S MY
FUCKING GIRLFRIEND,
SO GIVE US SOME TIME
AND GIVE US SOME SPACE.
UNLESS YOU CAN
SHED SOME INSIGH ON WHAT SHE ACTUALLY
SAID TO YOU
BEFORE WE LEFT,
PLEASE...
LET ME WORK IT OUT.
SHE'S NO THE ONLY ONE
IN THE RELATIONSHIP,
YOU KNOW.
[DRIVER'S DOOR OPENS]
[RICH]: OKAY.
LET'S DO THIS.
OOH.
THIS PARTY SURE DIED.
YOU OKAY?
YEAH.
YEAH, IT'S FINE.
AHH, BABY.
NEED I SAY MORE?
THE WORLD'S LARGEST VIKING HEAD.
[MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO]
[HEAVY CRASH,
TIRES SQUEALING]
[EVA]:
WHAT'S GOING ON?
[RICH]: FUCK,
ARE YOU OKAY, EVA?
YEAH.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
I DON'T KNOW.
ARE YOU OKAY?
YEAH, I'M FINE.
SIMON!
YEAH, JUST-- YEAH.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS HAPPENING?
WE JUST HIT SOMETHING.
A DOG OR SOMETHING.
WHAT?
I'M NOT SURE.
[OPENS CAR DOOR]
I'M GOING TO GO CHECK.
STAY HERE.
[SIMON]:
WAIT A SECOND.
[CAMERA CLICKS]
[EVA]: FUCK THAT.
I'M NOT STAYING
HERE ALONE.
[EVA SCREAMS IN HORROR]
[SIMON BREATHING HARD]
OH, SHIT, I SEE IT.
[COYOTE WHIMPERS IN PAIN]
[THEY ALL YELP
AND CURSE IN FRIGHT]
[SIMON]: I THINK
IT'S A COYOTE.
[EVA]: WE HAVE TO
HELP IT.
[RICH]:
YEAH, I KNOW.
HOW?
I DON'T KNOW.
IT DOESN' LOOK TOO GOOD.
WE HAVE TO
CALL SOMEBODY.
IT'S NOT MOVING ANYMORE.
WHAT?
DUDE, CAREFUL, MAN.
DON'T GET TOO CLOSE.
NOTHING.
DEAD?
[SIGHS] YEAH,
IT LOOKS LIKE IT.
DON'T COME ANY CLOSER.
IT'S PRETTY BAD.
THERE'S LOTS OF BLOOD,
AND THE LEG LOOKS
ALL BUSTED UP.
ARE YOU SURE?
YEAH.
YOU A HUNDRED
PERCENT SURE?
YEAH, I'M SURE.
BUT YOU DON'T KNOW.
FUCK, EVA.
NO, I DON'T KNOW.
[EVA]: OKAY, WE HAVE
TO DO SOMETHING.
[SIMON]: EVA,
THESE THINGS HAPPEN
ALL THE TIME OUT HERE.
I MEAN--
WHAT?
IT'S LATE.
WE'RE TIRED.
I JUST NEED TO
GO SOMEWHERE.
LET'S JUST HOOK UP
AT THE NEXT MOTEL.
OH, FUCK,
THE CAR.
FUCKING THING'S
STILL RUNNING.
WE CAN'T JUST LEAVE HER HERE.
EVA, ARE YOU OKAY?
I'M SORRY, I'M JUST A BI FREAKED OUT HERE.
I MEAN, I THINK
IT'S BETTER
THAT WE JUST LEAVE I ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD,
YOU KNOW? I MEAN...
ANIMALS WILL COME,
THEY'LL FEED ON IT.
IT SEEMS NATURAL.
YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT, SIMON.
IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL
ANY BETTER,
WE'LL ASK THE GUY
AT THE MOTEL
AND SEE WHAT HE SAYS
TO DO ABOUT HER.
THANKS, SIMON.
LISTEN...
IN THE CAR EARLIER
TODAY, I JUST--
FUCK!
WHAT?
THAT FUCKING CAMERA!
EVA, COME ON.
EVE...
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES BRIEFLY]
[TELEVISION PLAYING]
[SIMON]: SIR, IS
THAT WHAT YOU SAID?
THAT'S RIGHT.
ANYTHING YOU HIT,
YOU GET TO KEEP.
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
THANK YOU FOR
YOUR COMMENT, SIR.
OH, SORRY--
LUCKY NUMBER 113.
THIS IS OUR BEAUTIFUL
HOTEL ROOM.
AS YOU CAN SEE,
RICH HAS BEEN UP TO
HIS USUAL DECORATING HABITS.
THAT'S OUR DELICIOUS
ORANGE-RED-BROWN 1970S DECOR.
AND THERE'S OUR MAN.
SO, IT'S BEEN QUITE
THE ADVENTURE SO FAR,
WOULDN'T YOU SAY?
CARE TO COMMENT?
NO.
EVA?
ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP
FUCKING SHOOTING THAT THING?
YEAH.
UNLESS YOU HAVE
A PROBLEM WITH THAT?
GET YOU ANOTHER
DRINK, BUDDY?
WHY DON'T YOU CALL L.T.?
I TRIED.
SHE'S NOT HOME.
[THUMPS CAN ON TABLE]
[POLICE SIRENS WAIL]
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
OKAY, BUDDY,
THIS IS NOT FOR
YOUR HOME MOVIES.
SORRY.
[SIMON]:
IT'S NOT GOOD.
WHAT'S THE DEAL?
IT'S THE GUY,
THE CLERK.
THAT SOUND WE HEARD,
THAT WAS A GUNSHOT?
YEAH.
HE DIDN'T MAKE IT.
I'VE NEVER SEEN THAT BEFORE.
LIKE, SOMEBODY DEAD,
FOR REAL.
FUCK, THAT HAS GO TO BE FUCKED, MAN.
IT'S A BIT DISTURBING.
DID YOU GET THA ON CAMERA?
YEAH, I GUESS I DID.
YOU'RE SO UNBELIEVABLE.
YOU CONTINUE TO USE--
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
EVEN NOW.
THIS IS FUCKED, GUYS.
I MEAN, TWO KILLS
IN ONE DAY?
I DON' LIKE THIS, RICH.
ME NEITHER.
LET'S GO HOME.
WHAT?
NO. FUCK THAT.
LOOK, I'M JUST AS
SHAKEN UP AS YOU ARE,
BUT I'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD
TO THIS TRIP FOR A LONG TIME.
WE'RE NOT GOING BACK.
WE CAN'T GO BACK.
WE'RE IN THE WEDDING PARTY.
MARIO WOULD KILL US.
LOOK, PEOPLE DIE
ALL THE TIME.
IT'S JUST THE WAY IT IS.
LET'S JUST GET SOME SLEEP.
SHIP OUT OF HERE IN THE MORNING,
AND GET OUT OF
THIS FUCKED-UP TOWN.
IT'S BAD LUCK.
[RICH SINGS]
GOOD MORNING, GOOD MORNING
AND HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
GOOD MORNING
GOOD MORNING...
GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE.
[EVA GROANS SLEEPILY]
MORNING.
[SHE WHISPERS]
I LOVE THAT SONG.
IT'S THE ONE
MY MOM ALWAYS USED TO
ALWAYS SING TO ME.
DO YOU MISS HER?
YEAH.
WE USED TO TAKE
TRIPS LIKE THIS
ALL THE TIME
WHEN MY DAD WAS AWAY.
DRIVING UP AND DOWN
THE COAST,
VISITING FAMILY.
THOSE WERE SOME OF
THE FUNNEST TIMES
WHEN I WAS A KID.
[CAMERA THUDS ONTO TABLE]
LOOK...
EVA, I'M SORRY
ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
THAT'S OKAY.
I WAS JUST--
SHH...
I UNDERSTAND.
IT'S JUST...
YOU GOTTA SLOW DOWN.
IT'S TURNING YOU
INTO A DIFFERENT PERSON.
YOU'RE MORE AGITATED.
I KNOW.
I'M SORRY.
WHY DON'T WE MAKE SIMON
A LITTLE MOVIE?
HUH?
I DON'T THINK SO.
COME ON.
[GROANS APPREHENSIVELY
AND CHUCKLES]
HEY, YOU SHOULD PROBABLY
PUT THAT BACK.
SIMON SEEMS
PRETTY CLOSE TO THAT THING.
FUCK HIM.
WHY DON'T YOU TRY
SHOOTING WITH IT?
NOPE.
NO INTEREST.
I WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE TO BEGIN.
IT'S EASY.
ALL YOU GOTTA DO
IS HIT THIS REC--
IT WAS ALREADY
RECORDING.
THAT PRETTY MUCH SUMS UP
WHO SHOULD BE USING IT.
[SIMON]: FUCK,
I DON'T BELIEVE IT.
WHAT?
ANOTHER TOURIS ATTRACTION.
YEAH.
WHERE?
THE WORLD'S
LARGEST ASSHOLE.
FUCK YOU, MAN.
[EVA, QUIETLY]
IT'S BEAUTIFUL.
[SIMON]:
YEAH, I KNOW.
[RICH LAUGHS]
GOOD OLD 69.
ALL RIGHT,
CALM DOWN, HORN-DOG.
MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE OVER
THERE WITH THEM, SIMON.
ALL THE FUCKING
FILMING YOU DO.
IT'S WEIRD.
WHAT'S THAT?
EVA, HERE,
TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.
TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW
HOW TO USE THAT--
[CRASHING]
[SIMON]: HOLY SHIT!
STOP THE CAR.
STOP THE CAR!
OH, MY GOD...
[SIMON BREATHING HARD]
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
HOW ARE YOU, EVA?
ISN'T IT OBVIOUS?
WELL, I KNOW IT'S BEEN
A BIT OF
A WEIRD TRIP SO FAR,
BUT, LOOK AT IT THIS WAY.
IT CAN'T REALLY GE ANY WORSE, NOW, CAN IT?
NO.
WELL, THERE YOU GO.
LOOK, WHAT YOU SAID
ABOUT LAURA--
NO, I-I--
LOOK, I'M... I'M SORRY.
I TOTALLY WENT OFF.
IT WASN'T CALLED FOR.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
IT'S OKAY.
I UNDERSTAND.
THIS WHOLE TIME, I WAS ONLY
THINKING ABOUT HER.
I NEVER EVEN
CONSIDERED HOW YOU FEEL.
I DON'T WANT TO TALK
ABOUT LAURA ANYMORE, OKAY?
OKAY.
BUT I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW
THAT PEOPLE CHANGE,
FEELINGS CHANGE.
I UNDERSTAND THAT.
YOU THINK WE'LL EVER
HAVE A CONVERSATION
WITHOUT THAT CAMERA?
WELL, I WOULD HAVE
THOUGH THAT YOU WERE
USED TO IT BY NOW.
I MEAN, YOU KNOW...
WE'RE GETTING
THIS CLOSE AND ALL.
OKAY, TOO CLOSE.
TOO CLOSE.
OH, OH...
I'LL TURN IT OFF.
EVE?
[DOOR OPENS]
[RICH]: DADDY'S HOME.
[TAPES AND CAMERA ACCESSORIES
CLATTERING]
YOU FIGURE OU THAT RECORD LIGHT THING YET?
NO, FUCK.
I THINK IT'S BROKEN.
THERE'S NO ON
AND OFF SWITCH FOR IT.
YOU KNOW, I JUST REALIZED
THAT THERE'S NO...
THERE'S NO SIDE SCREEN ON IT.
OH.
OH, YEAH.
YOU GOTTA GET A PROPER CASE
FOR IT, THOUGH.
YOU CAN'T KEEP
LUGGING THAT THING AROUND.
DUDE, I KNOW.
THIS IS JUST LIKE,
UGH...
UM...
[CHUCKLING AWKWARDLY]
THIS IS STUPID.
YOU'RE PROBABLY GONNA THINK
IT'S LAME, BUT, UH,
I MEAN...
WELL, WHATEVER--
WHEN I WAS YOUNG,
MY PARENTS DIDN'T REALLY
HAVE ANY PICTURES OF ME
AROUND THE HOUSE.
LIKE, EXCEP SCHOOL ONES, RIGHT?
MM-HM.
I DON'T KNOW, MY PARENTS,
THEY JUST NEVER TOOK ANY,
NONE OF ME.
I MEAN, NO CHRISTMAS,
YOU KNOW, NO HALLOWEEN,
NOT EVEN
ANY BIRTHDAY PHOTOS.
IT'S KIND OF FUCKED.
NO BIRTHDAY PHOTOS.
REALLY?
YEAH.
IT'S WEIRD.
I HAVE SO FEW MEMORIES
OF PAST EVENTS
IN MY LIFE.
I MEAN, HOW DO YOU
CONNECT WITH YOUR PAS WHEN YOU DON' HAVE A PHOTO?
THAT'S WHY WHEN I SAW
THIS CAMERA AT THE SHOP,
I WAS JUST LIKE--
BOOM.
"I GOTTA HAVE IT."
NO IFS, ANDS, OR BUTS.
I HAVE TO.
[SIGHS] YEAH...
IF MY PARENTS...
IF MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO
ROB ME OF MY MEMORIES,
THEN...
THEN I'M GONNA
MAKE UP MY OWN,
AND I CAN SHOO WHAT I WANT,
AND THEN I CAN
PICK AND CHOOSE,
AND I CAN TAKE IT HOME,
AND I CAN PLAY WITH
THE FOOTAGE.
YOU KNOW?
MAKE IT...
MAKE IT WHA I WANT TO REMEMBER.
THE TRICK...
THE TRICK THA I'VE LEARNED
IS JUST,
YOU GOTTA JUS KEEP SHOOTING.
JUST LET IT ROLL,
'CAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW
WHEN YOU'RE GONNA GE THAT RIGHT SHOT, DUDE.
YOU NEVER KNOW
WHEN IT'S GONNA COME.
YOU NEVER KNOW
WHEN YOU'RE GONNA GE THAT GEM OF A SHOT.
FUCK.
THAT WAS DEEP.
SHUT UP, RICH.
NO, SERIOUSLY, MAN.
THAT'S...
THAT'S ONE FUCKED-UP CHILDHOOD
YOU HAVE.
YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES
I LIKE YOU
WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK,
AND OTHER TIMES...
[CHUCKLING]
AND TO THINK,
YOU GOT BUSTED WITH A DUI,
AND I'M THE DRUNK
WITH A LICENSE.
[CHUCKLES]
THE IRONY.
[CAMERA THUDS HEAVILY]
[SIMON CLEARS THROAT NERVOUSLY]
HEY, IT'S ME.
UH, YOU'RE NOT THERE,
AGAIN,
SO, UH...
I'D REALLY LIKE TO TALK TO YOU.
IT'S BEEN ANOTHER WEIRD DAY.
UM, BUT I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO
TRY YOU AGAIN TOMORROW.
UH... I DON'T KNOW,
YOU'RE PROBABLY IN BED.
OKAY, BYE.
SHIT.
["NO SIGNAL" TONE
DRONING FROM TELEVISION]
[SNARLING OF BEASTS]
SHIT.
WHAT? WHAT?
THERE'S SOMEONE
IN HERE.
[WHISPERING URGENTLY]
THERE'S SOMEONE IN HERE.
HEY, GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE!
[RICH]: WHERE IS HE?
BE CAREFUL.
CAREFUL.
[CAMERA CLATTERS TO TABLE]
[SWISHING BACK THE CURTAINS]
[BANGING OPEN DOORS]
[FLOORBOARDS CREAK]
[CLOSING DOOR]
FUCK.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS GOING ON?
I DON'T KNOW.
I SAW SOMEBODY
BY THE FUCKING DOOR.
LOCKED?
YES, IT'S LOCKED.
[EVA, WORRIED]: RICH?
IT'S OKAY,
THERE'S NOBODY HERE.
ARE YOU FUCKING
AROUND WITH US?
NO.
IT'S NOT FUNNY--
I KNOW!
THERE WAS SOMEBODY
FUCKING BY THE DOOR!
I SAW THEM!
THERE'S NOBODY
FUCKING HERE.
YES, THERE WAS!
WHERE'D THEY GO?
I DON'T KNOW!
I DON'T KNOW!
LEFT? RIGHT?
OUT THE DOOR?
DID YOU BLINK
FOR TEN SECONDS--
FUCK YOU!
I DON'T KNOW!
THERE WERE...
I SAW HIM...
THROUGH HERE.
IT'S STILL ROLLING.
[TAPE REWINDING]
[SIMON, ON TAPE]:
JESUS, FUCK!
SHIT.
[EVA, BEHIND CAMERA]:
TELL US, SIMON.
WHERE IS YOUR BOGEYMAN?
NOT FUNNY.
[CHUCKLES]
ACTUALLY, I THINK IT IS.
WOW.
SOMEONE'S
IN A BETTER MOOD NOW.
WELL, IT'S NICE
TO BE IN CONTROL.
REALLY?
YUP.
MY SHOW NOW.
[CHUCKLES] IT SHOULD
BE A GOOD ONE.
YOU FINALLY
PERKED UP, HUH?
YEAH.
YOU GETTING
SOME GOOD FOOTAGE?
YEAH.
I THINK I FINALLY
FIGURED THIS THING OUT.
TELL ME, EVA,
IS YOUR VCR AT HOME
ALWAYS FLASHING 12?
[LAUGHING]
OH, THA WAS GOOD.
I LIKED THAT.
[LAUGHING]
FUCK OFF.
[MUSIC PLAYS ON CAR STEREO]
[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE RACING]
HA, HA, I GOT HIM.
NOW, NO ROAD TRIP
WOULD REALLY BE COMPLETE
WITHOUT SEEING THE WORLD'S
LARGEST POT AND DISH.
LET'S NOT FORGE THE GIANT KNIFE.
AND, OF COURSE, FORK.
HEY, DON'T THEY, LIKE, DO THIS
TO PROVE THE DATE OR SOMETHING?
YEAH.
THINK I SAW I IN A MOVIE.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S SEE.
FRIDAY, JULY--
HOLD IT STILL.
FRIDAY,
JULY 22ND, 2005.
A DAY THAT WILL LIVE
IN INFAMY.
HEY, WHOA,
LET ME SEE.
AH, GO AHEAD.
YOU WANT ANYTHING?
UH, NO.
JUST, UH,
JUST SOME SMOKES.
WHAT KIND?
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU SMOKED.
UH...
JUST KIDDING.
DO YOU HAVE
A BATHROOM?
UH, YEAH. AROUND BACK.
YOU TAKING
THE CAMERA WITH YOU?
UH, YEAH. I GUESS.
HERE, I CAN HOLD IT.
[TAPE REWINDING]
UH...
JUST KIDDING.
DO YOU HAVE
A BATHROOM?
UH, YEAH, AROUND BACK.
YOU TAKING THE CAM--
OH, HEY.
JUST PUT THE KEYS
ON THE COUNTER.
GOT IT.
YOU ALL RIGHT?
YEAH.
THANKS.
[SIMON BREATHING HARD]
[RICH]: WELL...
I'M GLAD YOU COULD
FINALLY JOIN US, MR. LACEY.
HEY, THANKS TO YOUR
20-MINUTE BATHROOM BREAK,
WE HAD A CHANCE
TO LISTEN TO
OLD BUDDY THE CLERK'S
AMAZING STORIES.
[EVA, SARCASTIC]:
YEAH, THEY WERE, UH...
PRETTY GOOD.
YUP, THEY WERE, LIKE,
TOTALLY TRIPPY, DUDE.
[IMITATING
A POT-SMOKER'S EXHALE]
[EVA LAUGHS]
YOU KNOW,
IT FEELS LIKE
WE'VE BEEN
ON THE ROAD FOREVER.
OH, MAN,
YOU'RE TELLING ME.
AW, TRY DRIVING.
I WISH.
DON'T WORRY, I'LL GE MY LICENSE SOON.
YEAH, THAT'D BE NICE.
YOU ARE WHAT NOW, 30?
OW, VERY FLATTERING.
OH, I'M SORRY.
DID-DID I SAY
SOMETHING WRONG?
HOW MUCH LONGER?
ONE MORE DAY, YOU THINK?
BARRING ANY MORE
COMPLICATIONS,
I'D SAY
WE'D GET THERE BY...
TOMORROW NIGHT.
GOOD,
'CAUSE ANOTHER DAY
IN THIS CAR--
SITTING IN HIS CAR
ON THE RADIO.
HE'S CHECKING OU YOUR LICENSE PLATE.
[RICH]:
HEY, THERE.
THIS YOUR VEHICLE?
YEAH--
WELL, MY DAD'S.
IS IT JUS THE THREE OF YOU?
YES, SIR.
LICENSE
AND REGISTRATION, PLEASE.
TURN OFF THE ENGINE,
PLEASE.
[RICH TURNS THE ENGINE OFF]
WAIT RIGHT HERE.
WHAT THE FUCK?
I DON'T KNOW.
WAS I SPEEDING?
I DON'T KNOW.
BACK IN HIS CRUISER.
ON HIS COMPUTER,
I THINK.
WHERE ARE
YOU GUYS GOING?
OUR BUDDY'S WEDDING.
COMING FROM?
[TRAFFIC ROARS PAST,
DROWNING OUT RESPONSE]
HANG ON, PLEASE.
THIS IS CONROY, GO.
[CONVERSING OVER POLICE RADIO]
ROGER, BACK
TO THE ROADHOUSE SOON.
CONROY OUT.
YOU STOPPED
AT A CONVENIENCE STORE
A COUPLE HOURS AGO.
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
WHAT WERE YOU
DOING THERE?
NOT MUCH.
JUST LOOKED AROUND
THE STORE A LITTLE BIT.
I BOUGHT SOME GUM.
IS THAT IT?
YEAH.
HOW COME YOU WERE THERE
A WHOLE HALF HOUR?
IS THERE A PROBLEM HERE?
JUST A LITTLE ACCIDENT A THE CONVENIENCE STORE IS ALL.
[SIMON, QUICKLY]
WHAT ACCIDENT?
I'M GONNA HAVE TO
ASK YOU TO FOLLOW ME.
REALLY?
[EVA]: WHAT'S
GOING ON, RICH?
AND STAY CLOSE.
HAVE A SEAT.
STATE YOUR NAME
FOR THE RECORD?
RICHARD HARRISON.
EVA HANSON.
SIMON LACEY.
YOU PEOPLE COME TO
THESE PARTS VERY OFTEN?
NO.
WHERE WERE YOU
HEADING TO AGAIN?
[MUFFLED INTERROGATION]
JUST COMING DOWN,
AND YOU'RE LEAVING
RIGHT AWAY.
A WEEKEND
OR SOMETHING?
THAT'S RIGHT.
THE CONVENIENCE STORE.
WHY WERE YOU
THERE THAT LONG?
HE WAS IN THE WASHROOM
FOR ABOUT 20 MINUTES.
I DIDN'T-
I DIDN'T FEEL VERY WELL.
IT'S A LONG DRIVE.
YOU GUYS KNOW
THIS GENTLEMAN?
YEAH, THAT'S THE GUY
WHO WORKED THERE.
THAT BUILDING YOU
GUYS JUST CAME FROM
IS NOW FLATTENED,
BURNT TO THE GROUND.
THIS GENTLEMAN
HERE IS DEAD.
YOU PEOPLE WERE
THE LAST ONES THERE.
NOW, DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING
YOU CAN SHARE WITH ME HERE?
[EVA]: NO.
WE BOUGHT SOME GUM,
AND SIMON WEN TO THE BATHROOM.
THAT WAS IT.
THAT'S THE EXTEN OF IT?
THAT'S IT.
YOU'RE NOT PULLING
MY CHAIN HERE, ARE YOU?
NO.
WE'VE GOT A DECEASED
INDIVIDUAL HERE.
OKAY, IF YOU CAN' SHARE WITH ME,
I'LL HAVE YOU FOLLOW
THE DEPUTY HERE
AND FILL OUT A REPORT.
AFTER YOU'RE DONE WITH THEM,
THEY'RE FREE TO GO.
[GUNSHOT BLASTS]
QUICK, GET DISPATCH!
I HAVE TO TELL
YOU GUYS SOMETHING.
[RICH]: WHAT?
IT'S GONNA
SOUND FUCKED.
REALLY?
THIS WHOLE FUCKING TRIP
HAS BEEN FUCKED, SIMON.
THERE'S PEOPLE DYING,
YOU'VE SEEN SHIT,
HITTING A FUCKING DEER.
WHAT ELSE?
HUH?
WHAT ELSE COULD POSSIBLY
BE MORE FUCKED?
THIS CAMERA.
[LAUGHING WEARILY]
THAT CAMERA?
THE BANE
OF MY FUCKING EXISTENCE.
LISTEN.
THINGS ARE NOT RIGHT.
I'VE BEEN FILMING
WITH THIS THING A LOT--
YEAH, WE KNOW.
I'VE SEEN THINGS.
LIKE THAT GUY
IN THE MOTEL?
YEAH.
THINGS ARE
TOTALLY FUCKED.
PEOPLE ARE GETTING HURT,
AND I THINK THAT THIS THING
HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT.
WHAT?
YES.
ARE YOU FOR REAL?
THAT FUCKING CAMERA?
YES, I'M FOR REAL,
AND SOMETIMES
IT JUST KEEPS RECORDING,
AND I SWEAR
I'VE TURNED IT OFF,
AND I THINK IT HAS
A MIND OF ITS OWN--
THIS A FUCKING
JOKE, SIMON?
ARE YOU TRYING TO
GET A RISE OUT OF ME?
NO, DUDE.
NO, I'M NOT!
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
--FUCK THAT!
IS THIS YOUR LITTLE
FUCKING MOVIE, HUH?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
DUDE, LOOK,
I JUST--
I CAN'T TAKE THIS
FUCKING SHIT RIGHT NOW--
NO, YOU DON' GET IT, MAN.
I'M TRYING TO EXPLAIN
SOMETHING TO YOU!
CALM DOWN!
FUCK, YOU DON'T GET IT, SIMON!
I'VE HAD ENOUGH
OF YOUR FUCKING SHIT, OKAY?
YOU LISTEN TO ME!
YOU LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW.
IS THIS THE FUCKING GEM
OF A SHOT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
HUH? IS THIS A GEM OF A SHOT?
FUCK THAT!
WHAT THE FUCK?
[EVA]: WHAT?
HERE, LOOK, LOOK, LOOK!
THERE'S SOMEBODY OUT THERE.
WHERE?
HERE.
[RICH]: I DON' SEE ANYTHING.
TAKE THE CAMERA,
TAKE THE CAMERA.
[EVA]: UGH, I CAN'T SEE SHIT.
ZOOM OUT.
HOW?
USE THE THING
AT THE TOP.
USE YOUR FINGERS.
YOU GOT IT?
YEAH-YEAH, I GOT IT--
WELL, WHAT DO
YOU SEE? COME ON!
NOTHING! ALL RIGHT?
I SEE NOTHING.
WHERE DID YOU SEE THEM?
I SAW SOMEONE
RIGHT THERE!
I DON'T SEE ANYBODY,
SIMON.
PASS ME THE CAMERA.
[HISSING] SHIT.
NOTHING, RIGHT?
NO. NOTHING.
[SNARLING OF BEASTS]
JESUS! FUCK!
[RICH]: WHA THE FUCK, SIMON?
I SAW SOMEBODY
RIGHT FUCKING THERE!
HOW DID YOU
NOT SEE THAT?
TURN THA FUCKING THING OFF NOW.
[RICH, BEHIND THE CAMERA]:
IT'S GOING.
YOU WAN SOME REALITY TELEVISION?
CHECK THIS OUT.
THURSDAY, JULY 21ST, TAPE FIVE.
WEDNESDAY, JULY 20TH, TAPE TWO.
WEDNESDAY, JULY 20TH,
TAPE FOUR.
WEDNESDAY, JULY 20TH,
TAPE 10 ?
FUCK...
THAT'S INSANE.
HE DOESN'T STOP SHOOTING
WITH THIS THING.
[EVA]: OKAY,
THAT'S ENOUGH, RICH.
NO WAY.
HE'S GOTTA SEE THIS
FOR HIMSELF.
MAYBE THEN
HE'LL FINALLY REALIZE
HE'S TOTALLY OBSESSED
WITH THIS THING.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
TIME FOR A TASTE
OF HIS OWN MEDICINE--
[CAMERA THUMPING TO FLOOR]
[SIMON]: WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU DOING?
I'M JUST MAKING A MOVIE.
WHAT'D YOU THINK?
DID YOU SHOO MY FUCKING FACE?
DID YOU GET MY FACE?
NO, YOU HIT I OUT OF MY HAND.
[SIMON]:
YOU DON'T GET IT.
[RICH]:
YEAH, I GET IT.
YOU'RE A WANK.
YOU CAN DISH IT UP,
BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE IT.
LOOK, I ALREADY TOLD YOU
ABOUT THIS-- FUCK...
NO, SIMON, YOU LOOK.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU GE THIS SHIT IN YOUR BRAIN,
BUT I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF IT.
HONESTLY, I'VE HAD
ENOUGH OF IT.
YOU FREAKED OUT EVA,
AND NOW YOU'RE GETTING
ON MY NERVES.
[EVA]: WHERE
ARE YOU GOING?
I'M GOING TO GET SOME AIR.
[CAMERA CLATTERS ONTO SHELF]
[LIFTS TELEPHONE RECEIVER,
DIAL TONE HUMS]
[DIALING BEEPS]
[CALL RINGING]
[BANGS RECEIVER DOWN TESTILY]
HEY.
[STARTLED WHISPER]
FUCK!
HEY.
FUCK,
YOU SCARED ME.
[CHUCKLING]
YOU KNOW, THAT'S
WHAT I SHOULD BE SAYING.
WHERE'S RICH?
HE'S BACK AT THE ROOM.
COOLING OFF.
WHAT'S GOING ON, SIMON?
LOOK, I KNOW
IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE,
BUT I AM SCARED.
I AM REALLY
FUCKING SCARED.
HEY, DON'T TALK LIKE THAT.
YOU DON'T SOUND LIKE YOU.
NO, I WISH
IT WASN'T TRUE.
BUT IT IS.
[BREATHING HARD]
THIS CAMERA,
IT SHOWS ME THINGS,
IT SEES THINGS,
AND I CAN' HELP MYSELF NOT TO LOOK.
I'M PULLED TO IT.
WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU SEE?
PEOPLE'S FACES.
WHAT ABOUT THEM?
[GASPING]
IT'S HARD
TO EXPLAIN, BUT...
THE PEOPLE GO ALL FUZZY
AND FUCKED UP.
WHEN YOU SEE THEM
IN THE CAMERA?
YEAH.
AND THEN WHAT?
[BREATHING HARD]
THEY DIE.
THEY'RE DEAD.
ALL OF THEM.
SIMON, WHO'S DEAD?
ALL OF WHO?
YOU REMEMBER THE DEER
THAT WAS HIT BY THE CAR?
YEAH.
YOU REMEMBER
THE TOUR BUS?
NUMBER 69?
REMEMBER?
YEAH, YEAH.
WELL, THAT BUS SLAMMED
INTO A CONCRETE MEDIAN,
AND EVERYONE DIED.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
IT WAS IN THE PAPER.
I SAW IT TODAY.
OKAY, SO WHAT?
WHAT DOES THA HAVE TO DO WITH THE CAMERA?
I SHOT THEM, EVA.
I LOOKED RIGHT AT THEM
THROUGH
THIS FUCKING CAMERA.
ALL OF THEIR FACES WERE-
WERE MESSED UP.
LIKE THERE WAS A--
A BLOTCH ON THEM,
I DON'T KNOW.
THEN I DON'T...
I DON'T REALLY GET IT.
YOU'VE BEEN SHOOTING US,
RICH AND I, THIS WHOLE TIME.
HOW COME WE'RE NOT DEAD?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW.
WELL, WAS MY FACE
ALL MESSED UP?
DID IT HAVE
A BLOTCH ON IT?
NO, NO, IT WAS FINE.
IT WAS COMPLETELY FINE.
IT WAS PERFECT...
BUT ALL...
ALL THE TOURISTS,
AND THE MOTEL CLERK,
AND THE CONVENIENCE
STORE DUDE,
THEY ALL HAD
BLOTCHES ON THEM.
AND THEY'RE ALL DEAD.
YEAH, EXACTLY.
BUT YOU'VE BEEN FINE,
YOU'VE BEEN FINE.
YOU AND RICH.
OKAY, WELL,
THE ONLY DIFFERENCE
IS THAT YOU KNOW US.
THOSE OTHERS,
THEY WERE STRANGERS.
[SIGHS]
YEAH...
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
WELL... OKAY,
THIS MIGHT SOUND CRAZY.
I DON'T KNOW
IF I BELIEVE THIS, BUT...
WHAT IF...
WHAT IF THE PEOPLE
THAT YOU CARE ABOU ARE NOT AFFECTED
BY THE CAMERA?
[CAREFULLY] YEAH.
THAT MAKES SENSE.
[MORE CONFIDENTLY]
THAT MAKES SENSE.
YOU AND RICH
HAVE BEEN FINE.
[SIGHS]
THEN PEOPLE THAT I LOVE...
--OR CARE ABOUT ARE
NOT AFFECTED BY IT.
THAT MAKES SENSE.
YOU KNOW,
I SUSPECTED SOMETHING
AT THE CONVENIENCE
STORE,
AND THAT'S WHY
I SHOT THE CLERK.
AND EVEN THOUGH
I SAW HIS REFLECTION
IN THE MIRROR--
WHOA, YOU TAPED
THE CLERK ON PURPOSE?
YEAH, I HAD TO BE SURE.
ARE YOU CRAZY?
NO, WHAT?
I HAD TO BE SURE.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
JESUS, SIMON, I DON'T KNOW...
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE.
JUST THROW IT AWAY.
NO.
JUST GET RID OF
THE CAMERA, SIMON.
NO, NO, I CAN'T.
I CAN'T, I CAN'T...
OKAY, WELL, DON'T USE IT, THEN,
JUST LEAVE IT OFF.
LET'S TALK TO THE COPS
IN THE MORNING.
[SCOFFING] YEAH.
THEY'RE NO GONNA BELIEVE ME.
EVEN RICH
DOESN'T BELIEVE ME.
DO YOU?
I DON'T KNOW.
I'M REALLY SCARED, SIMON.
LET'S JUST NOT USE IT, OKAY?
GIVE IT TO ME.
I'LL HOLD IT.
I PROMISE I WON'T DO
ANYTHING WITH IT.
YEAH.
OKAY.
HEY, EVA.
WHAT DID LAURA SAY
TO YOU BEFORE WE LEFT?
WHAT?
BEFORE WE LEF ON THE TRIP.
WHEN YOU CAME DOWN
FROM THE APARTMENT,
YOU SEEMED A LITTLE...
OFF.
YEAH, L.T. WAS
A LITTLE OFF HERSELF.
SHE WOULDN'T REALLY
TALK TO ME.
SHE DIDN' SAY ANYTHING?
LIKE WHAT?
NOTHING AT ALL?
LIKE WHAT?
FUCK, SIMON, TELL ME
WHAT'S GOING ON.
NO, YOU TELL ME.
YOU TELL ME.
OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU'RE MAKING ME
PARANOID NOW.
FUCKING SCARED
AND PARANOID.
GIVE ME THAT CAMERA.
I DON'T THINK SO.
OKAY, SIMON.
I'M JUST TRYING
TO HELP YOU.
YOU KNOW, YOU CAN JUS HAND ME THAT CAMERA,
AND THEN WE'RE DONE.
YOU'RE JUST FUCKING
WEIRDING ME OUT.
YOU KNOW, I THINK
I'VE CHANGED MY MIND.
I THINK I'M GOING
TO HOLD ONTO IT.
YEAH?
WELL, FUCK YOU, THEN.
[SIMON, MUTTERING]:
BITCH...
[DOOR OPENS]
HEY, EVA, I GOT--
I THOUGH YOU WERE OUT.
I'M BACK NOW.
[KNOCKS SHORTLY]
IT'S ME.
[LOCK SNAPS]
[EVA]: YOU KNOW
WHAT'S FUNNY?
HE'S GOING ON AND ON
ABOUT THIS CAMERA,
AND THEN
ALL OF A SUDDEN
HE CHANGES
THE SUBJECT.
TO WHAT?
LAURA.
WHAT'D HE SAY?
HE WANTED TO KNOW
IF SHE SAID
ANYTHING TO ME
BEFORE WE LEFT.
DID SHE?
NO.
SHE WAS ACTING
FUNNY, THOUGH.
HOW?
SHE COULDN' LOOK ME IN THE EYE.
DIDN'T WANT TO
TALK MUCH.
THE COLD SHOULDER,
REALLY.
THAT'S IT?
YEAH.
SHE DIDN'T SAY
ANYTHING ELSE?
NO.
WHY? WHA DOES IT MATTER?
I'M JUST TRYING TO FIGURE
THINGS OUT HERE.
MAYBE THAT'S THE REASON
WHY HE'S ACTING SO STRANGE.
YEAH, YOU'RE
PROBABLY RIGHT.
ARE YOU SURE L.T.
DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ELSE?
[EXASPERATED] NO!
SHE WAS PRETTY QUIET.
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
YOU KNOW WE HAVE THE CAMERA
RIGHT HERE.
WHY DON'T WE JUST TAKE IT?
RICH,
HE'D FREAK OUT.
FUCK HIM.
HE'S FREAKING ME OUT.
I SAY WE HIDE IT ON HIM.
OR BETTER YET,
SMASH THE FUCKING THING.
NO WAY.
IT'S NOT FAIR, RICH.
LET'S--
WHY DON'T YOU TRY
TALKING TO HIM AGAIN?
I DON'T WAN ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS
THING ANYMORE, OKAY?
[DISMISSIVELY] FINE.
OKAY.
WHATEVER.
WE'LL DO IT YOUR WAY,
FOR NOW.
IF HE DOESN'T BUDGE,
I'LL THROW THIS FUCKING THING
OFF A BRIDGE.
AH, HERE HE COMES.
HEY, BUDDY...
FORGOT YOUR CAMERA.
[MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
THAT'S IT. I'VE HAD IT.
[CHUCKLES WRYLY]
YOU GOTTA TURN THA FUCKING THING OFF RIGHT NOW.
OKAY.
ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT?
FILM ALL YOU LIKE.
I DON'T CARE.
DO ME A FAVOR, THOUGH.
DON'T SHOOT EVA.
SHE'S A LITTLE UPSET,
AND IF YOU CARE ABOUT HER
AT ALL,
YOU'LL LEAVE HER ALONE.
[EVA]:
SIMON...
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
NO, DO NOT FILM ME.
WHY DO YOU KEEP
SHOOTING US
IF YOU KNEW
THAT WE WOULD DIE?
THAT'S A GOOD
FUCKING QUESTION.
BECAUSE
IT'S TOO LATE.
ONCE YOU'RE ON
VIDEO, THAT'S IT.
AH... THAT'S NOT WHA YOU SAID BEFORE, SIMON.
WHAT?
OH, YOU HAVEN'T HEARD?
SIMON BELIEVES--
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
--THAT HE LOVES,
BECAUSE THEY
WON'T DIE.
OR HAS THA CHANGED NOW, SIMON?
I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT THE HELL ARE
YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT?
I DON'T KNOW WHA TO BELIEVE ANYMORE.
SIMON, DON'T YOU
FUCKING FILM ME!
SIMON, IF YOU BELIEVE
THAT YOU CAN SHOO PEOPLE THAT YOU LOVE,
AND THAT THEY WON'T DIE,
THEN IT'S MORE THAN
JUST THE CAMERA, SIMON.
IT'S YOU.
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW,
I DON'T KNOW...
SIMON, WHY DON'T YOU
GIVE ME THE CAMERA?
NO, I CAN'T--
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
I'M KEEPING IT.
YOU WANT TO
KEEP SHOOTING?
GO AHEAD.
DOESN'T MATTER.
WE'RE ALL DEAD
ANYWAY.
WE'RE ALL
FUCKING DEAD.
SIMON'S NOT GOING TO DIE,
THOUGH, ARE YOU?
HOW'S THAT?
OH, DON'T YOU GET IT?
THE LITTLE OUTBURS IN THE MOTEL?
YOU'VE NEVER BEEN ON VIDEO,
HAVE YOU?
HMM.
HOW CONVENIENT.
SO TELL ME.
WHY DO YOU KEEP SHOOTING?
ARE YOU WAITING FOR US TO DIE?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
JUST KEEP SHOOTING, RIGHT?
"YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU'LL GE THAT GEM OF A SHOT."
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
LET ME HAVE IT.
NO WAY.
NO WAY--
I PROMISE I WON'T SHOOT YOU.
JUST GIVE ME THE CAMERA.
CALL IT A DYING MAN'S WISH.
LOOK, SIMON.
I DON'T BELIEVE
ANY OF THIS SHIT, OKAY?
I KNOW YOU DO, THAT'S FINE.
BUT I DON'T.
NOW, I PROMISE
I WON'T SHOOT YOU.
JUST GIVE ME THE CAMERA.
WHY?
SO YOU CAN HIDE IT?
OR BETTER YET, SMASH
THE FUCKING THING?
OR WHY DON'T YOU
THROW IT OFF A BRIDGE?
MAYBE THIS LOOKOUT.
YOU WANNA
THROW IT OFF HERE?
WHAT THE FUCK--
YOU WERE SPYING ON US?
THE CAMERA
NEVER LIES, RICH.
YOU'RE SICK, SIMON.
THE CAMERA
NEVER LIES.
YOU SON OF A BITCH,
YOU WERE TAPING US.
DON'T YOU FUCKIN'
RUN FROM ME.
YOU LISTEN TO ME.
I HAVE ASKED YOU TWICE.
THIRD TIME,
I'M NOT GONNA BE SO NICE.
[WOMAN WHISPERS]: SIMON...
[SNARLING OF BEASTS]
[RICH]:
WHAT'S WRONG?
SEEN A GHOST?
IS IT BROKEN?
HUH?
DOES IT WORK?
TOO BAD.
COME WITH ME TO THE CAR.
I GOTTA TALK TO YOU.
RICH, I--
YOU COMING?
YOU KNOW...
YOU CAN SIT UP HERE.
THAT'S OKAY.
I'M FINE.
LOOK, I JUST WANTED US
TO TALK PERSONALLY ONE-ON-ONE.
BEST FRIENDS.
IS THA WHAT WE ARE?
LOOK, EVA WILL BE
BACK HERE IN A MINUTE.
WE SHOULD RESOLVE THIS
BEFORE SHE GETS HERE.
START TALKING.
TRUCE?
I'M...
WE'RE ALL TRYING
TO FIGURE THIS THING OUT.
YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL.
TRUTH IS, I DON'T BELIEVE
ANY OF THIS STUFF.
BUT...
THAT DOESN'T MEAN
IT'S NOT TRUE.
FUCK, I'M AN ATHEIST,
YOU KNOW THAT.
WHAT ABOU YOUR TOTEM?
COYOTE?
YEAH, WELL,
THERE'S ALWAYS EXCEPTIONS
TO THE RULE, RIGHT?
BESIDES, EVA'S REALLY
INTO THAT STUFF,
AND SHE'S THE ONE
WHO FIGURED OUT MY TOTEM, AND...
[CHUCKLES WRYLY]
ANYWAY.
SO YOU REALLY DON' BELIEVE IN ANYTHING.
I BELIEVE IN
THE HERE AND THE NOW.
FAMILY, AND FRIENDS.
LOOK, SIMON,
YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO TRUST ME.
JUST GIVE ME THE CAMERA.
YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE
TO START TRUSTING ME
BEFORE I CAN BELIEVE YOU.
HOW MUCH HAVE YOU
HAD TO DRINK, RICH?
IT'S MY ONLY ONE.
DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT.
PASS ME THE CAMERA.
IF I PASS YOU
THIS CAMERA,
DO NO FILM ME.
I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL.
I PROMISE I WON'T FILM YOU.
IT'S NOT SUCH A HARD THING
TO FIGURE OUT, IS IT?
YOU GOT SOMETHING
ON THE LENS, I THINK.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
HOLD ON.
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
NOPE, IT'S GONE.
LET ME SEE.
THERE'S NOTHING
THERE, RIGHT?
WHAT?
FUCK!
WHAT?
IT'S EVA. COME ON.
WHAT?
COME ON!
EVA!
EVA!
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
[BANGING ON URGENTLY ON DOOR]
HEY, EVER
HEARD OF PRIVACY?
EVA! EVA!
OH, FUCK,
I'VE HAD ENOUGH.
I'LL FUCKING HIT YOU.
DUDE, NOW IT'S TIME
FOR YOU TO STAR TRUSTING ME.
OH, FUCK.
EITHER EVA'S IN THERE,
OR SHE'S GONE!
RIGHT, OKAY.
HIT ME
WITH YOUR BEST SHOT, MAN.
I THINK SOMETHING
MIGHT HAPPEN TO HER.
HMM, REALLY. OKAY.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
THERE'S SOMETHING
I'VE BEEN MEANING
TO ASK YOU, SIMON.
DUDE, WE DON' HAVE FUCKING TIME--
NO, I THINK THERE IS,
I THINK THERE IS.
WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON
WITH YOU AND LAURA?
WHAT?
I FUCKING
TOLD YOU ALREADY!
WE'VE BEEN
THROUGH THIS!
NO, I DON'T THINK YOU DID.
YOU SEE, I TALKED TO HER
BEFORE THIS TRIP.
SHE WAS A WEE BIT UPSET.
SEEMS LIKE YOUR RELATIONSHIP
WASN'T GOING SO WELL.
MAYBE YOU WERE FEELING
A BIT DIFFERENT ABOUT HER.
MAYBE YOU'RE FEELING
A BIT DIFFERENT ABOUT EVA.
SO TELL ME, SIMON.
WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP
WITH EVA?
HUH?
I CARE FOR HER.
I REALLY DO.
REALLY.
DO YOU LOVE HER?
RICH, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY.
BECAUSE I DO,
I LOVE HER,
BUT SHE DOESN'T KNOW.
SHE DOESN' HAVE A CLUE.
YOU LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND.
[KICKS METAL DRUM ANGRILY]
ARE YOU FUCKING
MY GIRLFRIEND?
NO, DUDE! NO!
NO, I'M NOT!
SHE HAS
NO FUCKING IDEA.
OH, SHOULD I ASK HER?
NO! DO NOT--
HUH?
SHOULD I ASK HER?!
NO, I'M TELLING YOU,
SHE DOESN'T KNOW!
AND SHE NEVER WILL!
SHE NEVER WILL, SIMON.
YOU WON'T SAY
ONE FUCKING WORD TO HER.
YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
YOU UNDERSTAND ME!
WE'LL GO HOME,
AND YOU'LL FUCKING DISAPPEAR.
YOU'LL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN.
I DON'T WAN TO EVER SEE YOU AGAIN.
IF I EVER DO,
I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU.
[SIMON SCREAMS IN RAGE]
[CAMERA AUDIO SCRAMBLES
AS BLOWS SMACK ]
[RAIN PELTING,
WINDSHIELD WIPERS BEAT]
[SIMON CRYING QUIETLY]
[SIMON RETCHING]
[OPENS DOOR HASTILY
AND VOMITS]
[GAGGING AND COUGHING]
[CLOSES CAR DOOR, SNIFFLING]
LAURA...
I NEED YOU.
I NEED YOU.
PLEASE, PLEASE PICK UP.
PLEASE PICK UP.
PLEASE?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
I'M SORRY.
I'M SORRY.
PLEASE.
EVA'S...
EVA'S GONE.
RICH TOO.
IT'S ME, IT'S JUST ME.
IT'S JUST ME.
[VOICE WRACKED WITH ANGUISH]
[SOBS]
PLEASE PICK UP.
PLEASE BE THERE. PLEASE.
PLEASE...
[SIMON CRYING, GASPING]
[WHISPERS] OH, EVA...
THIS CAMERA.
THIS FUCKING CAMERA.
[ANGRILY]
THIS FUCKING CAMERA...
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
WHY DID YOU DO THIS?
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME, HUH?
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!
[TAPE REWINDING]
[RAIN POURING]
YOU'LL HAVE TO STAR TRUSTING ME
BEFORE I CAN BELIEVE Y--
[TAPE REWINDING]
--TO FIGURE OUT,
IS IT?
YOU GOT SOMETHING
ON THE LENS, I THINK.
[TAPE REWINDING]
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
WHAT'S WRONG, SI--
[MUSIC PLAYS,
THEY LAUGH HAPPILY]
[TAPE REWINDING]
--ANY PROBLEMS.
STAY ON TRACK.
[TAPE REWINDING]
COME ON.
NO!
COME ON...
NO!
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]
CAN I GET A SMILE?
JUST A LITTLE ONE?
[IMPISHLY]
PLEASE?
YOU WANT TO KEEP
THAT THING ON, FINE.
LET ME ASK YOU SOMETHING,
SIMON.
ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH EVA?
[AUDIO SCRAMBLING]
DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME ANYMORE?
I FUCKING HATE YOU.
YOU DISGUST ME!
ALL THIS TIME?
YOU WASTE MY TIME,
AND YOU WASTE MY LIFE!
LAURA,
I NEVER PLANNED--
WHAT?
I NEVER PLANNED
FOR IT TO HAPPEN.
IT JUST DID, OKAY?
DID YOU FUCK HER?
DID YOU FUCK HER!
NO!
YOU'RE SUCH A JOKE.
LAURA....
WHAT?
I CAME ALL THIS WAY FOR YOU?
YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF.
YOU AND EVA HAVE FUN
ON YOUR LITTLE TRIP.
I WILL NOT BE HERE
WHEN YOU GET BACK.
[CURIOUSLY]
THAT'S WEIRD.
[FABRIC RUSTLING]
[TAPE REWINDING]
[TAPE REWINDING]
[AUDIO SCRAMBLES]