The Arkansas Pigman Massacre (2025) Movie Script
1
[gentle music]
[soft swelling music]
[singer vocalizing]
[music fades]
[film reel ticking]
- [Presenter] The film you're
about to witness is an account
of the tragedy that befell
two young girls in 2004.
Amid a series of unsolved
murders in Arkansas,
numerous mutilated bodies
were found in the woods.
The first body surfaced in
1976 in Ozark National Forest,
close to the Pig Trail route,
leading to the discovery of over 25 bodies
all over the Arkansas woodlands
over the next two decades.
No one was ever caught,
but locals whispered about the Pigman,
a half man, half pig figure
who roamed the woods.
The young girls never imagined
the horrors they would encounter that day.
The chilling events of that day in 2004
were to lead to the discovery
of one of the most brutal crimes,
the Arkansas Pigman Massacre.
[eerie music]
[victim screaming]
- [screams] Just go!
Get away from me!
Just let me go!
[screams] No!
[screaming continues]
[pig bellowing]
[music continues]
[victim sobbing]
Just go!
Get away from me, just go!
Help!
[victim screaming]
[music continues]
Help!
Just get away from me,
get away, just get away from me!
Get away from me!
[Pigman squealing]
[victim screams]
[Pigman squealing]
Just go, just go away from me.
Just go.
[Pigman squealing]
[music continues]
[victim sobbing]
Help, help [sobs]!
[music continues]
[dramatic music]
[music fades]
[gentle mysterious music]
[engine rumbling]
[music continues]
[rumbling continues]
[Pigman squealing]
[unsettling music]
[rumbling continues]
[music continues]
[rumbling continues]
[music continues]
[rumbling continues]
[rumbling stops]
[remote beeps]
[birds chirping]
[mysterious music]
[music continues]
[tool tapping]
[camper blows]
[suspenseful music]
[anticipatory music]
[Pigman snarls]
[music continues]
[camper gasps]
[camper exclaiming]
[dramatic music]
[pensive music]
[camper panting]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[camper gasping]
[tent rustling]
[pensive music]
[camper gasping]
[suspenseful music]
[music continues]
[camper screams]
[music continues]
[knife clinks]
[camper gasps]
[knife clinking]
[camper groaning]
[blood gushing]
[music continues]
[exclaiming stops]
[blood gushing]
[Pigman squealing]
[anticipatory music]
[knife clinks]
[blood gushing]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[Pigman bellows]
[birds chirping]
- Uh huh.
Yeah.
Oh, and Chelsea's here, too.
But Dad, listen.
She's never home and she's
always at those stupid meetings.
It's like I'm invisible.
I'm tired of putting
up with her crap, Dad.
I'm not a little kid anymore, okay?
She wakes up, talks on the phone, smokes,
and then she leaves.
She thinks I don't know
she started drinking again.
I'm tired of her shit, Dad.
- Tracey hon, I know Mom hasn't been there
for you as much as she should have.
Aw.
Tracey, you know you can
call me anytime, right?
I'm always just a phone call away.
I know, I know.
Listen, your mom, Tracey,
is getting better.
She loves you and wants
to get better for you
so she can be the mom
she's supposed to be.
- I know, but it still sucks, Dad.
Anyways, did I tell you that I'm going
with Chelsea and Dylan to Beaver Lake?
Yeah, it's like a five hour drive
and we might stop at Hawk Creek Falls.
All of a sudden she's
letting me leave the house.
I guess all of those weekends
that Chelsea's really paid off.
She trusts me with her now.
- Well, that sounds like it's gonna be
a lot of fun for you two.
Listen to Dylan.
He's the adult one, okay, honey?
And you're bringing the
cell phone I got you, right?
Promise me you'll gimme
a call when you get there, okay?
Okay, love you.
And promise me you won't get
in any trouble [chuckles].
I love you.
Mwah, bye.
[sighs] Children.
- Chels, next time I'm gonna get Mom
to let us go to Dad's for the weekend.
[birds chirping]
Do you wanna have a sleepover
since we're going to the lake tomorrow?
- I don't think that's a good idea
'cause my mom's picking me up at five,
and besides Dylan is
taking us to lake tomorrow,
so I have to go home and pack my things.
- Come on, Chelsea, don't be a loser.
- Don't call me that.
But anyways, it's gonna
be so cool tomorrow.
Dylan is like so chill.
But he's kind of annoying sometimes
'cause he thinks he's a rock star
just because of that
one song on the radio.
Like-
- Yeah, he's cool.
I really like that song, though.
- Yeah.
Ever since he was on MTV,
he thinks he's a rock star.
It's so annoying.
- Well, I have the cd.
Do you know the lyrics?
- You do?
- Yeah.
- I think I remember.
- I think it goes something like...
Once I was a butterfly
And I love you
[both laughing]
[birds chirping]
- Let's take some pics.
[shutter flashing]
[phone ringing]
[Chelsea sighs]
It's my mom.
Hi, Mom.
It's only four o'clock.
You weren't supposed to be
here before another hour.
Yeah.
Yeah, I will pack, I promise.
Uh huh.
Okay, but which car are we going in?
Dylan's car?
It smells like beer in there.
It's disgusting.
- There's nothing wrong
with Dylan's car at all.
Promise me you'll pack straight
away when you get home.
Listen, you better behave
yourself at Dylan's
and do as Dylan tells you.
I'm lettin' you go with
him on one condition,
that you'll have a cell phone turned on.
- Okay, see you.
- Are we going get
Dylan's beat up old car?
- Yeah, it's kind of disgusting,
but it's still gonna be fun, I promise.
How come you never
write any poems anymore?
I used to love reading your poems.
Are you too cool for poems?
- I don't know, I guess
since my parents divorced,
I don't have any in me anymore.
- You know, you can always
stay at my house if you want.
I know that your mom-
- I don't wanna talk about her.
She's always at meetings.
It's like I don't exist anymore.
[birds chirping]
And the weekend after that, we
are gonna watch "Mean Girls."
- Oh yeah, I've heard so much about it.
It's gonna be so fun.
Do you think it's good?
- Probably, yeah.
[birds chirping]
[bugs chirping]
[Pigman snorts]
[pensive music]
- Hello?
Hello?
Who's there?
Hello?
[suspenseful music]
[Pigman squealing]
[hiker screams]
[dramatic music]
[singer vocalizing]
[music continues]
[pensive music]
[hiker panting]
[music continues]
Somebody help me!
[plucky suspenseful music]
[hiker screams]
[dramatic music]
[hiker whimpering]
[Pigman squealing]
[hiker screams]
[ax thudding]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman squeals]
[mysterious music]
[traffic whizzing]
[music continues]
[girls giggling]
- I gotta try again.
[music continues]
Mm!
[music continues]
[engine rumbling]
[girls chattering]
- Oh my God, I'm obsessed.
Trace, I promise, you're gonna love it.
Last summer when when we went there,
there was like a bunch of other
kids and you remember Jamie,
the girl I told you about?
She's for sure gonna be there.
I think her family stays all summer.
- Oh, you mean Jamie the rich girl?
- Yeah, but you're gonna
love it one day, I promise.
Last time we [indistinct]...
- But you're not a good swimmer at all.
- It doesn't matter.
It's not like we're gonna swim far out.
We'll keep it into the
beach and hang out, okay?
And you know Kaylee?
She's for sure gonna be there.
She's the best.
[girls chattering indistinctly]
- I'm just gonna pull over, guys.
[crickets chirping]
Just gimme a second guys, okay?
- Really?
Are you going to the bathroom
in the middle of nowhere?
- My brother can go everywhere.
Didn't I tell you about
the time when he...
- [laughs] Did he get pissed?
- No, he's always like that.
[engine idling]
[crickets chirping]
Oh, and we're gonna have all weekend
to do our dance routine.
- Chelsea, I'm not doing our dance routine
in front of your brother.
That's embarrassing.
Anyways, I don't really
like the dance routine.
We should do something
else for the talent show.
- Why do you always have to do that?
- Do what? What do you mean?
- You're always gonna do different.
What's wrong with pop?
[engine rumbling]
I swear, sometimes you're
just a polar opposite of me.
- You means because I don't dream
about being a cheerleader in high school?
- Whatever, Tracey.
Let's just not get into anything.
- You're the one that
always gets into things.
It's been like that since we were little.
- Tracey, this is not what I meant.
We're going to the lake.
We're gonna have fun.
- Do you have your cell phone?
- Yeah, my mom told me to bring it
because we're going yellow with Dylan.
- Do you even have any coverage up here?
- No, it doesn't seem like
that but just in case...
- Where's Dylan?
Why's he taking taking so long?
- I know you have a crush on my brother.
- Shut up, no, I don't.
I just like his music, okay?
[crickets chirping]
- You guys ready to go?
- Tracey has something to tell you.
- No, I don't, Chelsea, for real.
- [smirks] Yes, you do.
- I just have to go as well.
- What were you guys talking about?
- No, nothing.
Just about the talent show
and like the dance routine.
Like, seriously, there's
no service out here.
[dramatic music]
Dylan, start the car,
he's creeping me out.
Dylan, who is that?
- What is that?
- Drive!
Dylan, go!
- Go, go, go, Dylan!
Go, go!
- [Chelsea] Go!
Come on, drive!
- Dylan!
Dylan, go!
Go!
- Dylan, drive!
- [Tracey] Come on, Dylan!
- Start the car, Dylan.
- Go!
Drive!
Where is he?
Where'd he go?
[Pigman grunting]
- Where did he go?
Where is he?
[girls screaming]
No, Dylan!
[Dylan exclaims]
Dylan!
[Tracey screams]
Dylan!
No!
Dylan!
[dramatic music]
[Dylan grunting]
Dylan, no!
No!
- No, Chelsea, don't go!
Chelsea!
No!
Chelsea!
Chelsea, get up!
- No, Dylan!
- Chelsea, get up!
Get up!
[Chelsea gasping]
Come here!
- No!
[pensive music]
[branches rustling]
[Dylan exclaiming]
[music continues]
[Dylan gasping]
[Dylan exclaiming]
- [Chelsea] We have to help Dylan!
- No, we have to go, we have to get help.
[both panting]
[Chelsea exclaims]
[panting continues]
[branches rustling]
Let's hide in here.
- [Chelsea] No, we can't.
- [Tracey] Let's hide in here.
- We can't go in here.
No, we can't.
- [Tracey] Come on.
- No [panting].
What if someone comes?
What if whoever put
this tent up comes back?
- It's okay, we'll hide here,
and we'll keep it real
quiet, no one will find us.
[Chelsea panting]
- That thing killed Dylan.
- We don't know that.
I'm sure he's getting help.
- That thing killed Dylan.
What if he got away?
How will they find us, Trace?
- Check your phone if it has service.
[both panting]
- I don't, I don't have it!
I must have left it in the car [panting].
- It's okay, Chelsea.
It's okay.
- [Chelsea] I don't, I don't have it.
- Chelsea, Chelsea, it's okay.
[Chelsea panting]
No service.
Shh, shh, be quiet, it's okay.
Let's just lay down here and be quiet.
- No.
We have to go back for Dylan.
- We can't!
It's no use.
We can't find our way in the dark.
We can't, we just can't.
- He's dead, I know he's dead.
That thing killed my brother.
- Shh, don't think about that now.
Just close your eyes and don't think.
Let's just lay down.
[Chelsea whimpers]
It's gonna be okay.
[mysterious music]
I'm just gonna turn the light off, okay?
[music continues]
[Dylan gasps]
- Chelsea?
Tracey?
[Dylan groans]
Chelsea [groaning]?
[Chelsea screams]
- It's okay, it's not
real, it's just a dream.
- We have to go, we have to go.
- Shh, there's no one here.
It's morning, Chelsea.
We made it, look.
- Chelsea no, please tell
me you have service now.
- No, no, fuck!
- I just wanna go find Dylan.
I just hope he's okay.
- I know he's okay.
He got away, I promise.
And they're out looking for us right now.
I just know it.
- No, no, they're not.
Stop it, he's dead.
That damn pig killed my brother.
He's coming for us,
he's coming to kill us.
- Don't say that.
Don't think like that.
Stop, Chelsea, we're
gonna get out of here.
- He'll kill us.
I just want everything
to go back to normal.
I just wanna go home.
- We will.
We'll get out of here and find help.
Think about the talent show.
You love that.
Think about how long we've
been practicing, Chels.
You're so good.
- Stop it, stop it.
I don't care about that
stupid talent show anymore.
That pig killed my brother.
He killed him.
- We don't know that.
I'm sure he's getting help.
[Chelsea crying]
It's okay, Chelsea.
It's okay.
Come on.
- I'm so cold.
- Come on, we have to go.
- No, can we just stay here?
- No, we can't stay here.
- No, why can't we just stay here?
- Chelsea, cut it out we can't stay here.
What if he finds us?
- We should've never
gone on this stupid trip.
- Come on.
- No, I just wanna go home.
[pensive music]
- We have to keep going.
Maybe people are looking for us.
Come on.
[music continues]
It's okay.
- Tracey, what if he needs help?
Maybe he's hurt.
- Come on.
- What if he needs our help?
- We have to get out of here.
We have to get help.
[music continues]
- Tracey, wait up.
[music continues]
[Pigman squealing]
- Did you hear that?
He's here.
- [panting] I just wanna go home.
[music continues]
We have to hide.
[music continues]
[dramatic music]
[pensive music]
[Pigman squealing]
[music continues]
- [Dylan] Chelsea?
Tracey? Where are you?
My back [groans]!
Chelsea, Tracey!
Please!
- It's Dylan!
He needs our help.
- No, we can't go.
- We have to help Dylan.
- No, come on.
- He's alive.
- Chelsea, we can't go.
We'll get killed.
- Dylan! No.
- Yeah.
- Dylan!
- Chelsea, come on.
Come on.
- No!
- Shh, shh.
Come on.
[Dylan groaning]
- No, we have to help Dylan.
- He'll hear us.
- Dylan [gasping].
- [Dylan] My back!
Chelsea!
- No, he's gonna kill him.
[pensive music]
[dramatic music]
[Dylan groans]
[ax thudding]
[dramatic music]
[blood gushing]
[Pigman squealing]
[eerie music]
[music continues]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[Chelsea panting]
[Pigman squealing]
[both screaming]
[dramatic music]
[unsettling music]
[music continues]
No [sobs].
- Come on.
[Chelsea sobbing]
[music continues]
- He's dead!
- Come on, Chelsea.
[Chelsea gasping]
It's okay, Chelsea.
We're gonna get home and
practice on our dance routine.
It's gonna be okay.
- No, it's not gonna be okay.
- It's okay, Chelsea.
We're gonna get out of here, I promise.
And we'll practice our dance routine.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna go
back to normal, I promise.
- No, nothing is okay.
Dylan is dead!
Can't you just understand that?
[Chelsea panting]
- We have to get help.
We have to get out of here.
- No, let's just go back to the tent.
- Chelsea, we can't go back to tent.
We have to go.
Snap out of it.
[Chelsea panting]
[pensive music]
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
[Pigman squealing]
[screaming continues]
[ax thuds]
[music continues]
- Get away from her you fucking pig!
[log thuds]
[Tracey screams]
[Pigman squealing]
[eerie music]
[panting continues]
[music continues]
[Tracey groans]
Let me see.
Here, take this.
[both panting]
[music fades]
[Tracey grunting]
It's okay.
[both panting]
[unsettling music]
[panting continues]
- I forgot my cellphone.
- It's in the tent!
- I have to go back and get it.
- No, you can't.
- I have to.
I have to go back and get my cellphone.
- No.
No, no, you can't go.
- I have to.
I think I know the way, okay?
Just stay here.
- No, no, you can't.
What if the pig comes?
- I'll go.
You stay here, okay?
Stay here.
I'll go.
- Okay.
No, no.
Don't leave me [panting].
[unsettling music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[Tracey panting]
[music ends]
- Which way?
Which way [panting]?
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[gasping] No!
No.
[Pigman squealing]
Get away from me.
Get away from me.
[music continues]
[gasping continues]
[branches rustling]
[Pigman bellows]
Get away from me.
No [gasping].
[gasping] Where is he?
[suspenseful music]
[heartbeat pounding]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
Dylan!
Dylan!
Dylan?
Dylan?
[gasping continues]
Dylan?
Dylan?
[Dylan groans]
[music continues]
[Dylan coughing]
[Tracey gasping]
Shh, shh.
[groaning continues]
Dylan, he's coming.
Shh.
Shh, be quiet.
Dylan, stay here.
I'll be back.
[pensive music]
[Tracey gasping]
[blood gushing]
[Dylan sputters]
[music ends]
[Tracey panting]
[pensive music]
[Pigman bellows]
[Pigman grunting]
[dramatic music]
[Tracey gasping]
[pensive music]
[Tracey screaming]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman squealing]
[anticipatory music]
[music continues]
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[heartbeat pounding]
[suspenseful music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[pensive music]
[footsteps crunching]
[Tracey panting]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[suspenseful music]
[Tracey screams]
[dramatic music]
[knife clinks]
[knife thuds]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[blood gushes]
[pensive music]
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
I have to get back to Chelsea.
I have to get to Chelsea.
[suspenseful music]
[Tracey gasping]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[Tracey gasping]
[Pigman snorting]
[suspenseful music]
[Pigman vocalizing]
[music continues]
[Tracey gasping]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[Tracey panting]
[anticipatory music]
[music continues]
- What the?
Hey, you!
- Shh!
- You lost?
What are you doin' out here, huh?
- Be quiet!
He's out there.
He's tryin' to kill me.
He killed Dylan, too.
- Who's trying to kill you?
- The Pigman.
[Pigman squealing]
[dramatic music]
[screams] He's here!
- Back the fuck up.
[hunter gasping]
[music continues]
[ax thuds]
[hunter gasping]
[suspenseful music builds]
[gasping continues]
[music continues]
[ax thudding]
[blood gushing]
[gasping stops]
[blood dripping]
[hunter groaning]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[water splashing]
[soft instrumental music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[pensive music]
[Chelsea panting]
[branch snaps]
- Tracey!
I thought you'd
never come back!
- It's okay!
I saw Dylan.
- Oh my God!
Where is he?
Is he okay?
- Chelsea, he's dead.
- No, no.
No [sobs].
- We have to go.
[Chelsea sobs]
Come on, we have to go.
- [Chelsea] No.
- Come on, Chelsea, this way.
[anticipatory music]
This way.
[music continues]
[both panting]
This way.
[panting continues]
[Tracey groans]
- It's okay.
[mysterious music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
Let's just hide in here.
[wind whistling]
Look.
[both panting]
Wait.
[Pigman squealing faintly]
I think he's coming.
[pensive music]
- He's here!
[dramatic music]
[Chelsea screams]
[both screaming]
Chelsea, go!
[Tracey screams]
[Pigman grunting]
- Tracey, come on!
[pensive music]
[Pigman squealing]
Do you hear him?
[squealing continues]
[eerie music]
[Tracey groans]
[music intensifies]
[both panting]
[music continues]
[music ends]
[Pigman squealing]
Shh!
Do you hear that?
He's here!
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
[Pigman squealing]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman grunting]
[unsettling music]
[squealing fades]
Oh no, I dropped the wrench!
- It's okay, it's okay.
[both panting]
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
[ax thuds]
[Tracey screaming]
- I told you to get away
from her you fucking pig!
[Chelsea screams]
[ax thuds]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman squeals]
- My turn.
Here piggy, piggy, piggy.
Here piggy, piggy, piggy.
[Tracey screaming]
[ax thudding]
[pensive music]
[both gasping]
[blood gushing]
"And this little piggy went home."
[blood gushing]
- [Chelsea] That pig killed my brother.
[pensive music]
[music continues]
- Look, Chelsea, Chelsea?
Look.
It's a road.
[music continues]
[head crunching]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[ax thudding]
- What are you doin' on my property?
What the hell are you supposed to be?
Get the fuck outta here, Pigman.
What are you, fuckin' deaf?
Did you hear me?
You better stop.
You see this ax?
I'll split your fuckin' head open.
Sharlene, get the gun.
You better back up off of me.
I don't know what you're
fuckin' doin' here,
but you need to get on.
I don't know what you're...
Give me that ax back.
What the hell?
Back off! No!
No!
[Pigman squealing]
[Chelsea screams]
[Tracey screams]
[Pigman squeals]
- And I don't even eat bacon.
I'm a vegetarian.
[eerie music]
[victim gasping]
[victim screams]
- [Victim] No!
Oh no!
No!
[victim screams]
[eerie music]
[eerie vocalizing]
[victim screaming]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[Pigman squeals]
[music fades]
[electricity humming]
[gentle music]
[soft swelling music]
[singer vocalizing]
[music fades]
[film reel ticking]
- [Presenter] The film you're
about to witness is an account
of the tragedy that befell
two young girls in 2004.
Amid a series of unsolved
murders in Arkansas,
numerous mutilated bodies
were found in the woods.
The first body surfaced in
1976 in Ozark National Forest,
close to the Pig Trail route,
leading to the discovery of over 25 bodies
all over the Arkansas woodlands
over the next two decades.
No one was ever caught,
but locals whispered about the Pigman,
a half man, half pig figure
who roamed the woods.
The young girls never imagined
the horrors they would encounter that day.
The chilling events of that day in 2004
were to lead to the discovery
of one of the most brutal crimes,
the Arkansas Pigman Massacre.
[eerie music]
[victim screaming]
- [screams] Just go!
Get away from me!
Just let me go!
[screams] No!
[screaming continues]
[pig bellowing]
[music continues]
[victim sobbing]
Just go!
Get away from me, just go!
Help!
[victim screaming]
[music continues]
Help!
Just get away from me,
get away, just get away from me!
Get away from me!
[Pigman squealing]
[victim screams]
[Pigman squealing]
Just go, just go away from me.
Just go.
[Pigman squealing]
[music continues]
[victim sobbing]
Help, help [sobs]!
[music continues]
[dramatic music]
[music fades]
[gentle mysterious music]
[engine rumbling]
[music continues]
[rumbling continues]
[Pigman squealing]
[unsettling music]
[rumbling continues]
[music continues]
[rumbling continues]
[music continues]
[rumbling continues]
[rumbling stops]
[remote beeps]
[birds chirping]
[mysterious music]
[music continues]
[tool tapping]
[camper blows]
[suspenseful music]
[anticipatory music]
[Pigman snarls]
[music continues]
[camper gasps]
[camper exclaiming]
[dramatic music]
[pensive music]
[camper panting]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[camper gasping]
[tent rustling]
[pensive music]
[camper gasping]
[suspenseful music]
[music continues]
[camper screams]
[music continues]
[knife clinks]
[camper gasps]
[knife clinking]
[camper groaning]
[blood gushing]
[music continues]
[exclaiming stops]
[blood gushing]
[Pigman squealing]
[anticipatory music]
[knife clinks]
[blood gushing]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[Pigman bellows]
[birds chirping]
- Uh huh.
Yeah.
Oh, and Chelsea's here, too.
But Dad, listen.
She's never home and she's
always at those stupid meetings.
It's like I'm invisible.
I'm tired of putting
up with her crap, Dad.
I'm not a little kid anymore, okay?
She wakes up, talks on the phone, smokes,
and then she leaves.
She thinks I don't know
she started drinking again.
I'm tired of her shit, Dad.
- Tracey hon, I know Mom hasn't been there
for you as much as she should have.
Aw.
Tracey, you know you can
call me anytime, right?
I'm always just a phone call away.
I know, I know.
Listen, your mom, Tracey,
is getting better.
She loves you and wants
to get better for you
so she can be the mom
she's supposed to be.
- I know, but it still sucks, Dad.
Anyways, did I tell you that I'm going
with Chelsea and Dylan to Beaver Lake?
Yeah, it's like a five hour drive
and we might stop at Hawk Creek Falls.
All of a sudden she's
letting me leave the house.
I guess all of those weekends
that Chelsea's really paid off.
She trusts me with her now.
- Well, that sounds like it's gonna be
a lot of fun for you two.
Listen to Dylan.
He's the adult one, okay, honey?
And you're bringing the
cell phone I got you, right?
Promise me you'll gimme
a call when you get there, okay?
Okay, love you.
And promise me you won't get
in any trouble [chuckles].
I love you.
Mwah, bye.
[sighs] Children.
- Chels, next time I'm gonna get Mom
to let us go to Dad's for the weekend.
[birds chirping]
Do you wanna have a sleepover
since we're going to the lake tomorrow?
- I don't think that's a good idea
'cause my mom's picking me up at five,
and besides Dylan is
taking us to lake tomorrow,
so I have to go home and pack my things.
- Come on, Chelsea, don't be a loser.
- Don't call me that.
But anyways, it's gonna
be so cool tomorrow.
Dylan is like so chill.
But he's kind of annoying sometimes
'cause he thinks he's a rock star
just because of that
one song on the radio.
Like-
- Yeah, he's cool.
I really like that song, though.
- Yeah.
Ever since he was on MTV,
he thinks he's a rock star.
It's so annoying.
- Well, I have the cd.
Do you know the lyrics?
- You do?
- Yeah.
- I think I remember.
- I think it goes something like...
Once I was a butterfly
And I love you
[both laughing]
[birds chirping]
- Let's take some pics.
[shutter flashing]
[phone ringing]
[Chelsea sighs]
It's my mom.
Hi, Mom.
It's only four o'clock.
You weren't supposed to be
here before another hour.
Yeah.
Yeah, I will pack, I promise.
Uh huh.
Okay, but which car are we going in?
Dylan's car?
It smells like beer in there.
It's disgusting.
- There's nothing wrong
with Dylan's car at all.
Promise me you'll pack straight
away when you get home.
Listen, you better behave
yourself at Dylan's
and do as Dylan tells you.
I'm lettin' you go with
him on one condition,
that you'll have a cell phone turned on.
- Okay, see you.
- Are we going get
Dylan's beat up old car?
- Yeah, it's kind of disgusting,
but it's still gonna be fun, I promise.
How come you never
write any poems anymore?
I used to love reading your poems.
Are you too cool for poems?
- I don't know, I guess
since my parents divorced,
I don't have any in me anymore.
- You know, you can always
stay at my house if you want.
I know that your mom-
- I don't wanna talk about her.
She's always at meetings.
It's like I don't exist anymore.
[birds chirping]
And the weekend after that, we
are gonna watch "Mean Girls."
- Oh yeah, I've heard so much about it.
It's gonna be so fun.
Do you think it's good?
- Probably, yeah.
[birds chirping]
[bugs chirping]
[Pigman snorts]
[pensive music]
- Hello?
Hello?
Who's there?
Hello?
[suspenseful music]
[Pigman squealing]
[hiker screams]
[dramatic music]
[singer vocalizing]
[music continues]
[pensive music]
[hiker panting]
[music continues]
Somebody help me!
[plucky suspenseful music]
[hiker screams]
[dramatic music]
[hiker whimpering]
[Pigman squealing]
[hiker screams]
[ax thudding]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman squeals]
[mysterious music]
[traffic whizzing]
[music continues]
[girls giggling]
- I gotta try again.
[music continues]
Mm!
[music continues]
[engine rumbling]
[girls chattering]
- Oh my God, I'm obsessed.
Trace, I promise, you're gonna love it.
Last summer when when we went there,
there was like a bunch of other
kids and you remember Jamie,
the girl I told you about?
She's for sure gonna be there.
I think her family stays all summer.
- Oh, you mean Jamie the rich girl?
- Yeah, but you're gonna
love it one day, I promise.
Last time we [indistinct]...
- But you're not a good swimmer at all.
- It doesn't matter.
It's not like we're gonna swim far out.
We'll keep it into the
beach and hang out, okay?
And you know Kaylee?
She's for sure gonna be there.
She's the best.
[girls chattering indistinctly]
- I'm just gonna pull over, guys.
[crickets chirping]
Just gimme a second guys, okay?
- Really?
Are you going to the bathroom
in the middle of nowhere?
- My brother can go everywhere.
Didn't I tell you about
the time when he...
- [laughs] Did he get pissed?
- No, he's always like that.
[engine idling]
[crickets chirping]
Oh, and we're gonna have all weekend
to do our dance routine.
- Chelsea, I'm not doing our dance routine
in front of your brother.
That's embarrassing.
Anyways, I don't really
like the dance routine.
We should do something
else for the talent show.
- Why do you always have to do that?
- Do what? What do you mean?
- You're always gonna do different.
What's wrong with pop?
[engine rumbling]
I swear, sometimes you're
just a polar opposite of me.
- You means because I don't dream
about being a cheerleader in high school?
- Whatever, Tracey.
Let's just not get into anything.
- You're the one that
always gets into things.
It's been like that since we were little.
- Tracey, this is not what I meant.
We're going to the lake.
We're gonna have fun.
- Do you have your cell phone?
- Yeah, my mom told me to bring it
because we're going yellow with Dylan.
- Do you even have any coverage up here?
- No, it doesn't seem like
that but just in case...
- Where's Dylan?
Why's he taking taking so long?
- I know you have a crush on my brother.
- Shut up, no, I don't.
I just like his music, okay?
[crickets chirping]
- You guys ready to go?
- Tracey has something to tell you.
- No, I don't, Chelsea, for real.
- [smirks] Yes, you do.
- I just have to go as well.
- What were you guys talking about?
- No, nothing.
Just about the talent show
and like the dance routine.
Like, seriously, there's
no service out here.
[dramatic music]
Dylan, start the car,
he's creeping me out.
Dylan, who is that?
- What is that?
- Drive!
Dylan, go!
- Go, go, go, Dylan!
Go, go!
- [Chelsea] Go!
Come on, drive!
- Dylan!
Dylan, go!
Go!
- Dylan, drive!
- [Tracey] Come on, Dylan!
- Start the car, Dylan.
- Go!
Drive!
Where is he?
Where'd he go?
[Pigman grunting]
- Where did he go?
Where is he?
[girls screaming]
No, Dylan!
[Dylan exclaims]
Dylan!
[Tracey screams]
Dylan!
No!
Dylan!
[dramatic music]
[Dylan grunting]
Dylan, no!
No!
- No, Chelsea, don't go!
Chelsea!
No!
Chelsea!
Chelsea, get up!
- No, Dylan!
- Chelsea, get up!
Get up!
[Chelsea gasping]
Come here!
- No!
[pensive music]
[branches rustling]
[Dylan exclaiming]
[music continues]
[Dylan gasping]
[Dylan exclaiming]
- [Chelsea] We have to help Dylan!
- No, we have to go, we have to get help.
[both panting]
[Chelsea exclaims]
[panting continues]
[branches rustling]
Let's hide in here.
- [Chelsea] No, we can't.
- [Tracey] Let's hide in here.
- We can't go in here.
No, we can't.
- [Tracey] Come on.
- No [panting].
What if someone comes?
What if whoever put
this tent up comes back?
- It's okay, we'll hide here,
and we'll keep it real
quiet, no one will find us.
[Chelsea panting]
- That thing killed Dylan.
- We don't know that.
I'm sure he's getting help.
- That thing killed Dylan.
What if he got away?
How will they find us, Trace?
- Check your phone if it has service.
[both panting]
- I don't, I don't have it!
I must have left it in the car [panting].
- It's okay, Chelsea.
It's okay.
- [Chelsea] I don't, I don't have it.
- Chelsea, Chelsea, it's okay.
[Chelsea panting]
No service.
Shh, shh, be quiet, it's okay.
Let's just lay down here and be quiet.
- No.
We have to go back for Dylan.
- We can't!
It's no use.
We can't find our way in the dark.
We can't, we just can't.
- He's dead, I know he's dead.
That thing killed my brother.
- Shh, don't think about that now.
Just close your eyes and don't think.
Let's just lay down.
[Chelsea whimpers]
It's gonna be okay.
[mysterious music]
I'm just gonna turn the light off, okay?
[music continues]
[Dylan gasps]
- Chelsea?
Tracey?
[Dylan groans]
Chelsea [groaning]?
[Chelsea screams]
- It's okay, it's not
real, it's just a dream.
- We have to go, we have to go.
- Shh, there's no one here.
It's morning, Chelsea.
We made it, look.
- Chelsea no, please tell
me you have service now.
- No, no, fuck!
- I just wanna go find Dylan.
I just hope he's okay.
- I know he's okay.
He got away, I promise.
And they're out looking for us right now.
I just know it.
- No, no, they're not.
Stop it, he's dead.
That damn pig killed my brother.
He's coming for us,
he's coming to kill us.
- Don't say that.
Don't think like that.
Stop, Chelsea, we're
gonna get out of here.
- He'll kill us.
I just want everything
to go back to normal.
I just wanna go home.
- We will.
We'll get out of here and find help.
Think about the talent show.
You love that.
Think about how long we've
been practicing, Chels.
You're so good.
- Stop it, stop it.
I don't care about that
stupid talent show anymore.
That pig killed my brother.
He killed him.
- We don't know that.
I'm sure he's getting help.
[Chelsea crying]
It's okay, Chelsea.
It's okay.
Come on.
- I'm so cold.
- Come on, we have to go.
- No, can we just stay here?
- No, we can't stay here.
- No, why can't we just stay here?
- Chelsea, cut it out we can't stay here.
What if he finds us?
- We should've never
gone on this stupid trip.
- Come on.
- No, I just wanna go home.
[pensive music]
- We have to keep going.
Maybe people are looking for us.
Come on.
[music continues]
It's okay.
- Tracey, what if he needs help?
Maybe he's hurt.
- Come on.
- What if he needs our help?
- We have to get out of here.
We have to get help.
[music continues]
- Tracey, wait up.
[music continues]
[Pigman squealing]
- Did you hear that?
He's here.
- [panting] I just wanna go home.
[music continues]
We have to hide.
[music continues]
[dramatic music]
[pensive music]
[Pigman squealing]
[music continues]
- [Dylan] Chelsea?
Tracey? Where are you?
My back [groans]!
Chelsea, Tracey!
Please!
- It's Dylan!
He needs our help.
- No, we can't go.
- We have to help Dylan.
- No, come on.
- He's alive.
- Chelsea, we can't go.
We'll get killed.
- Dylan! No.
- Yeah.
- Dylan!
- Chelsea, come on.
Come on.
- No!
- Shh, shh.
Come on.
[Dylan groaning]
- No, we have to help Dylan.
- He'll hear us.
- Dylan [gasping].
- [Dylan] My back!
Chelsea!
- No, he's gonna kill him.
[pensive music]
[dramatic music]
[Dylan groans]
[ax thudding]
[dramatic music]
[blood gushing]
[Pigman squealing]
[eerie music]
[music continues]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[Chelsea panting]
[Pigman squealing]
[both screaming]
[dramatic music]
[unsettling music]
[music continues]
No [sobs].
- Come on.
[Chelsea sobbing]
[music continues]
- He's dead!
- Come on, Chelsea.
[Chelsea gasping]
It's okay, Chelsea.
We're gonna get home and
practice on our dance routine.
It's gonna be okay.
- No, it's not gonna be okay.
- It's okay, Chelsea.
We're gonna get out of here, I promise.
And we'll practice our dance routine.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna go
back to normal, I promise.
- No, nothing is okay.
Dylan is dead!
Can't you just understand that?
[Chelsea panting]
- We have to get help.
We have to get out of here.
- No, let's just go back to the tent.
- Chelsea, we can't go back to tent.
We have to go.
Snap out of it.
[Chelsea panting]
[pensive music]
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
[Pigman squealing]
[screaming continues]
[ax thuds]
[music continues]
- Get away from her you fucking pig!
[log thuds]
[Tracey screams]
[Pigman squealing]
[eerie music]
[panting continues]
[music continues]
[Tracey groans]
Let me see.
Here, take this.
[both panting]
[music fades]
[Tracey grunting]
It's okay.
[both panting]
[unsettling music]
[panting continues]
- I forgot my cellphone.
- It's in the tent!
- I have to go back and get it.
- No, you can't.
- I have to.
I have to go back and get my cellphone.
- No.
No, no, you can't go.
- I have to.
I think I know the way, okay?
Just stay here.
- No, no, you can't.
What if the pig comes?
- I'll go.
You stay here, okay?
Stay here.
I'll go.
- Okay.
No, no.
Don't leave me [panting].
[unsettling music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[Tracey panting]
[music ends]
- Which way?
Which way [panting]?
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[gasping] No!
No.
[Pigman squealing]
Get away from me.
Get away from me.
[music continues]
[gasping continues]
[branches rustling]
[Pigman bellows]
Get away from me.
No [gasping].
[gasping] Where is he?
[suspenseful music]
[heartbeat pounding]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
Dylan!
Dylan!
Dylan?
Dylan?
[gasping continues]
Dylan?
Dylan?
[Dylan groans]
[music continues]
[Dylan coughing]
[Tracey gasping]
Shh, shh.
[groaning continues]
Dylan, he's coming.
Shh.
Shh, be quiet.
Dylan, stay here.
I'll be back.
[pensive music]
[Tracey gasping]
[blood gushing]
[Dylan sputters]
[music ends]
[Tracey panting]
[pensive music]
[Pigman bellows]
[Pigman grunting]
[dramatic music]
[Tracey gasping]
[pensive music]
[Tracey screaming]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman squealing]
[anticipatory music]
[music continues]
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[heartbeat pounding]
[suspenseful music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[pensive music]
[footsteps crunching]
[Tracey panting]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[suspenseful music]
[Tracey screams]
[dramatic music]
[knife clinks]
[knife thuds]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[blood gushes]
[pensive music]
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
I have to get back to Chelsea.
I have to get to Chelsea.
[suspenseful music]
[Tracey gasping]
[Pigman grunting]
[music continues]
[Tracey gasping]
[Pigman snorting]
[suspenseful music]
[Pigman vocalizing]
[music continues]
[Tracey gasping]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[Tracey panting]
[anticipatory music]
[music continues]
- What the?
Hey, you!
- Shh!
- You lost?
What are you doin' out here, huh?
- Be quiet!
He's out there.
He's tryin' to kill me.
He killed Dylan, too.
- Who's trying to kill you?
- The Pigman.
[Pigman squealing]
[dramatic music]
[screams] He's here!
- Back the fuck up.
[hunter gasping]
[music continues]
[ax thuds]
[hunter gasping]
[suspenseful music builds]
[gasping continues]
[music continues]
[ax thudding]
[blood gushing]
[gasping stops]
[blood dripping]
[hunter groaning]
[pensive music]
[music continues]
[water splashing]
[soft instrumental music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[pensive music]
[Chelsea panting]
[branch snaps]
- Tracey!
I thought you'd
never come back!
- It's okay!
I saw Dylan.
- Oh my God!
Where is he?
Is he okay?
- Chelsea, he's dead.
- No, no.
No [sobs].
- We have to go.
[Chelsea sobs]
Come on, we have to go.
- [Chelsea] No.
- Come on, Chelsea, this way.
[anticipatory music]
This way.
[music continues]
[both panting]
This way.
[panting continues]
[Tracey groans]
- It's okay.
[mysterious music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
Let's just hide in here.
[wind whistling]
Look.
[both panting]
Wait.
[Pigman squealing faintly]
I think he's coming.
[pensive music]
- He's here!
[dramatic music]
[Chelsea screams]
[both screaming]
Chelsea, go!
[Tracey screams]
[Pigman grunting]
- Tracey, come on!
[pensive music]
[Pigman squealing]
Do you hear him?
[squealing continues]
[eerie music]
[Tracey groans]
[music intensifies]
[both panting]
[music continues]
[music ends]
[Pigman squealing]
Shh!
Do you hear that?
He's here!
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
[Pigman squealing]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman grunting]
[unsettling music]
[squealing fades]
Oh no, I dropped the wrench!
- It's okay, it's okay.
[both panting]
[dramatic music]
[both screaming]
[ax thuds]
[Tracey screaming]
- I told you to get away
from her you fucking pig!
[Chelsea screams]
[ax thuds]
[dramatic music]
[Pigman squeals]
- My turn.
Here piggy, piggy, piggy.
Here piggy, piggy, piggy.
[Tracey screaming]
[ax thudding]
[pensive music]
[both gasping]
[blood gushing]
"And this little piggy went home."
[blood gushing]
- [Chelsea] That pig killed my brother.
[pensive music]
[music continues]
- Look, Chelsea, Chelsea?
Look.
It's a road.
[music continues]
[head crunching]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[ax thudding]
- What are you doin' on my property?
What the hell are you supposed to be?
Get the fuck outta here, Pigman.
What are you, fuckin' deaf?
Did you hear me?
You better stop.
You see this ax?
I'll split your fuckin' head open.
Sharlene, get the gun.
You better back up off of me.
I don't know what you're
fuckin' doin' here,
but you need to get on.
I don't know what you're...
Give me that ax back.
What the hell?
Back off! No!
No!
[Pigman squealing]
[Chelsea screams]
[Tracey screams]
[Pigman squeals]
- And I don't even eat bacon.
I'm a vegetarian.
[eerie music]
[victim gasping]
[victim screams]
- [Victim] No!
Oh no!
No!
[victim screams]
[eerie music]
[eerie vocalizing]
[victim screaming]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[Pigman squeals]
[music fades]
[electricity humming]