Wizard of Death: Tinman's Rise (2026) Movie Script
(dramatic music)
(somber music)
(footsteps crunching)
Two days.
He should have
circled back by now.
He knew these woods.
He could have followed
the yellow trail and just
never stopped.
Let's go.
(ominous music)
That's his rifle.
Why would drop it here?
(ominous music continues)
Do you smell something?
(dramatic music)
(men whimpering)
Fuck!
Fuck!
(man crying)
(sinister music)
(dramatic music)
(men panting)
(dramatic music continues)
(metal footsteps clanging)
(ax smashing)
(brick thudding)
(man panting)
No! Please! (Cries)
(footsteps thundering)
(man crying)
Please! (Screams)
(brick smashing)
Ah! Ah!
(skull squelching)
(skull squelching)
(skull squelching)
(haunting music)
(horns beeping)
(engines rumbling)
Thank you, darling.
Sip your water.
We'll be walking in direct
sunlight this afternoon
and I don't want anyone
complaining of headaches.
(hand slapping)
(Ryan sighs)
(pills clicking)
Ooh, this app thinks it can
make me look 10 years younger.
Reckon it'll get rid
of these crows feet?
Why don't you try exercise?
Yeah? Squats work. (Laughs)
Look, this trail is light work.
If I get bored,
I'll carry your bags. (Growls)
Oh, my God.
The Willoughby family circus.
Strong man included
with no extra charge.
Don't film me.
I'm documenting history.
When I go back to Ukraine,
I wanna show them a
typical British family.
(laughs) Dorothy, if
you show them our family,
I think they might
revoke your student visa.
(family laughing)
God, if I can get
any bloody signal,
I'm gonna do a live stream.
Ooh. Hashtag Botox brigade.
Oh!
(Ryan laughing)
(somber music)
(sighs) Perhaps
not so much sunshine.
Come on, get under here you lot.
Oh, gross.
(sighs) Great.
We still stupid for
bringing coats, Dad?
It'll pass.
It's all right. It'll pass.
(somber music)
(table rattling)
Excuse me,
do you know if the trails
up ahead are marked?
Those trails are
marked all right.
Marked in blood.
Ooh!
That's the creepiest Google
review I've ever heard!
Hey, maybe it's
like a scavenger hunt.
First one to find
the skull wins a pie.
I don't even like pie.
Got it.
No pies for Lily
in the apocalypse.
The main thing I'm worried
about is getting bug bites.
They make my skin
go all blotchy.
There's far worse than
blotches waiting for you out there.
The natives,
they used to say those woods
are where the
hollow chest hunts.
Yeah. Yeah.
Every town has their
camp fire stories.
Yeah, and you'd be sitting
eating all the marshmallows.
- Hey!
- Hey, yo!
We'll be cautious.
Thanks for the advice.
Caution won't save you.
(sinister music)
(somber music)
Did you find a bathroom yet?
It's the woods.
It's mankind's bathroom.
(sighs) What about womankind?
(coughs)
Guess we'll die of
smoke inhalation
before breakfast.
It was damp and wet last night.
Flint and steel. Not my fault.
They have these things now.
They're called lighters.
And they're five quid
from a petrol station.
Next year, you can
bring the survival gear
and you better not be
filming this for TikTok.
Don't worry, I have
enough followers.
(wind chimes dinging)
(dramatic music)
Silly wind chimes.
Oh, Jesus!
Let's go.
All right, let me
put it away first.
(dramatic music)
(metal slashing)
(Maya gasping)
(Kyle gurgling)
(woman panting)
(Maya screaming)
(dramatic music)
(footsteps thundering)
(Maya gasping)
(Maya crying and gasping)
(dramatic music)
(head thudding)
(engine rumbling)
Here we go guys.
Home sweet home.
(rain pattering)
(door thudding)
It's terrific isn't it?
(door thudding)
(foreboding music)
(door thudding)
So marked by blood.
Some Google review that.
Five star for ambience.
Zero for customer service.
He's probably just drunk, Ryan.
Leave him alone.
And we are live.
First surviving breakfast,
then a doomsday prophecy.
Oi, delete that.
I don't want my face
next to doomsday.
(laughs) Don't worry.
The Hollow Chest man
only comes with filler.
Enough!
He was just local color.
Every town has a story.
We don't mock people for it.
Local color? Geezer
looked like he just come
straight from a horror movie.
He didn't blink
(thunder rumbling)
At all.
Well, maybe he's a vampire.
That would explain his whole
marked in blood aesthetic.
Vampires, witches, hollow chest.
Oh, my God. I really don't care.
As long as there's
signal up there.
(scoffs) Only 'cause you'd
live stream a massacre.
Hey guys, welcome
back to the channel.
Follow and like.
Oh, there goes my
spleen. (Laughs)
And here we have
a Ryanus Dematicus
hamming up for his
imaginary fan club.
All right, enough!
We hike, we come
back, we eat lunch.
That's it.
Yeah. Sounds like a plan dad.
Unless the Hollow Man gets us!
Ryan!
(group laughing)
Stop it!
(somber music)
(birds chirping)
Right then, scenic loop.
Four miles.
If we keep a steady pace,
then we'll be back by noon.
Lunch in town.
Lily,
did you take your
pills this morning?
Yes, dad, with the
hot orange juice.
Oh, thank God!
Iron deficiency diverted.
Right, please.
Can we get going before
I get cabin fever?
Breaking news?
Claire Willoughby.
Oh, my God! Shut up!
If you film me again,
I swear to God,
I'm gonna shove that phone
where the sun don't shine.
Where's that? Wales?
(group laughing)
Come on, let's go.
(somber music)
(birds chirping)
(footsteps tapping)
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, just...
Do you see how the light
makes the leaves look silver?
Yeah. Silver forest.
I like it.
Do you smell that?
That smells weird like,
like metal.
I mean better
than wearing socks.
(both laughing)
Come on.
(ominous music)
Bloody hell, come on girls.
Let's not make this any
longer than it has to be.
Listen, I know
this isn't everyone's
ideal way to spend a Saturday,
but I think the
therapist was right.
We need to spend
more time together
away from screens.
Ooh. Right? Yeah.
And she also said that
we should be honest
and talk about our feelings.
Shall I start?
Honesty! A lecture on honesty
from the girl who won't
post without a filter.
- [Ethan] All right! Enough.
- [Ryan] Ironic.
Look, this is my first
day off in two weeks.
I just wanna spend
it with my kids.
Not refereeing.
Do you think we can manage that?
- Fine.
- Yeah, Dad.
Do you guys think the
air smells like metal?
What?
It's the iron deposits.
It's the same mineral
that's in the hemoglobin
in your blood.
Is that why blood
tastes like pennies?
Yeah, exactly.
The heart pumps the blood
through 60,000 miles of vessels.
So every beat, every
breath surging through you.
Here we go, dad's
on lecture mode again.
(group chuckling)
You know, ancient civilizations
believed the heart was
more than just a muscle.
The Egyptians believed it
was where your spirit lived.
The ancient Greeks believed that
it was where your soul hid.
Even the Chinese thought it
was where your mind was kept.
And in scripture,
they believed it was the
center of who you are.
You don't believe that, do you?
No.
(somber music)
I think it's a machine.
Four chambers
opening and closing.
Blood rushing like tides.
But when you hold
one in your hands
beating,
you can see why they
thought it was magic.
When you hold one in hand,
what does that feel like?
Stopping time.
Like stealing fire
from the gods.
Here we go.
Professor Trail Map, the
philosopher of hearts.
Yeah. (Chuckles)
Come on.
Oh! (Giggles)
[Ethan] Come on!
Oh! (Giggles)
Girls, come on.
Coming.
[Dorothy] Don't rush
us! We're coming. (Laughs)
No signal.
At least we've
got your paper map.
Yeah, but I pinned the
car's location to my phone.
Does anyone have any signal?
[All] No. No. No.
(Dad sighing)
Right, look's like we're
officially lost, Dad.
The trail will loop back.
Just as long as we keep steady.
Keep steady?
Come on dad.
If I keep steady, my shoes are
gonna dissolve in this mud.
Day seven follow
the yellow brick road!
(group chuckling)
What are you on about?
The film.
Nope. Never seen it. (Laughs)
Dad, it's getting cold.
It's okay, darling.
We'll stop soon.
Just a bit further.
Yeah.
(somber music)
Looks like we're
not in Kansas anymore.
What is this place?
(zip zipping)
Ryan, where are you going?
Checking the place out.
You can't just
walk up to it, mate.
Why not?
Might have WiFi.
WiFi? (Laughs)
Yeah, because this really
looks like it's got WiFi, Ryan.
Haunted mansion?
Zero curb appeal.
Like surely nobody
actually lives in there.
Nah, someone defo lives there.
It's probably a witch.
Question is, is it a
good one or a bad one?
Ryan!
(group laughing)
Huh. That's the
end of the trail.
This is no Emerald City.
Dad, I actually don't
think we should go in there.
Well, come on. Come on.
Ryan.
What?
Call it family time, Dad.
I don't think that's quite
what the therapist meant, mate.
Five minutes?
Five minutes, dad.
All right,
five minutes.
Then we're gone.
Just five. Just five, dad.
(ominous music)
Cool.
(coat shuffling)
Make yourself at home, Ryan.
Yeah, will do, Dad.
Sick!
Oh, my God.
(ominous music)
(camera clicking)
Put it down, Ryan.
(ominous music)
(scoffs)
Not creepy at all.
(Lily gasping)
(Lily stuttering)
They're baby clothes.
Yeah, I don't like this.
Dad, I don't think
we should be in here.
Okay. Yeah.
Yeah. I think we're done here.
Wait, come on.
Don't be wussies.
Hey, there's probably
more cool rooms outside.
Ryan!
Ryan!
(sighs) Come on.
Ryan!
Ryan!
Ryan!
- Sick.
- Ryan!
(door creaking)
(Ryan laughing)
(dramatic music)
(sinister music)
It's disgusting.
Oh, my God.
(sinister music continues)
Someone's been practicing.
[Ethan] Stay together.
(sinister music continues)
Heart.
Pig,
deer.
A human?
We need to leave
now.
Stay together.
(dramatic music)
(girls panting)
Hide! Hide!
Hide, hide, hide!
Come on, come on. Down, down!
Get down! Get down!
- Dad.
- Lily.
Don't go.
(metallic footsteps thudding)
(menacing music)
(body thudding)
(body squelching)
(body squelching)
(body squelching)
(knife slashing)
(knife rattling)
(dramatic music)
(body squelching)
(Tinman grunting)
(sinister music)
(tool clattering)
(Tinman grunting)
(flesh ripping)
(Tinman grunting)
(body squelching)
(metal clattering)
(music crescendos)
(Tinman panting)
(dramatic music)
(body thudding)
(Tinman banging)
(Tinman panting)
(footsteps thudding)
(sinister music)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
We gotta move.
I can't get up.
What the hell was that?
He tore them open
like it was nothing.
That guy, who was he?
Doesn't matter.
He's dead.
We're not. That's what matters.
Oh, my God. He's gonna
do the same to us. (Cries)
Is he is gonna do
the same to us.
What even is it?
Dad, is it a monster? Is
it a man? Is it a machine?
It was a man, a Tinman.
Have you seen his chest?
He was hollow.
The hollow chest?
(cries) The, the, the
old man in the diner
he said this is where
the Hollow Chest hunts.
It's just a crazy story, Lily.
Was it?
Because we're in his house
and his jars are full of hearts.
I can't be in there.
I need to get out of here.
Get out of here?
What there?
He's out there.
We won't make it 10
feet before he kills us.
Then what do you suggest?
To stay here and do nothing?
Enough!
We are not splitting.
We are not running blind.
We stay together.
Stay together.
Stay fucking together.
Dad, you got a plan
then, have you?
Yeah? You got one of these
big sparkly plans? No. No.
Because I do not remember
seeing a fucking
psycho with a metal ax
on your fucking itinerary.
Will you, for once,
shut that fucking
mouth of yours?
He's trying to fix himself.
You saw it.
He took that man's
heart from his chest.
Tried to fix it to his own.
Yeah, and it didn't work.
The heart died inside him.
He just keeps on trying
over and over and over.
Yeah.
Until he finds one that works.
What,
what if,
what if it has to
be somebody alive?
Fuck! Don't say that Lily!
Jesus!
(sinister music)
(Lily crying)
Lily, don't.
Lily, don't fucking
cry. Don't cry.
Lily, don't cry.
We need to get out of here.
We need to leave.
If we run now, we die.
If we stay, we die slower.
We can't stay. We have to run.
Fuck. Grab something.
Fucking find something.
Hit him first.
What are you gonna do Ry?
What are you gonna do?
We need proof.
We need evidence.
Fuck your phone, Dorothy.
We need weapons not TikTok.
This isn't for TikTok.
It's for evidence.
Nobody's going to believe us.
Evidence doesn't
matter if we're dead.
Stop it.
We lose control now,
we are all dead.
He's,
he moves
deliberately,
slowly.
We've just gotta find a way
to get him to go one way
and we'll go the other. Yeah?
How?
He's a monster dad.
He's not some park ranger.
He's not magic Claire.
He's chasing noise.
He's chasing movement.
Hearts.
Bait.
Bait.
You want one of us to go one way
and the others to go another?
No, no. No chance.
No, I'm not letting
anyone do it.
Claire, Claire, Claire. No!
Not bait.
Not bait.
A distraction.
[Ryan] So bait?
[Claire] No.
That camera,
does it do playback?
I have some clips.
Okay.
Here's what we do.
We put that on the
other side of the house.
He hears that,
he'll go after it.
When he goes that
way, we can move.
We can get out of here, yeah?
What do you want me to put on?
Anything.
Make it sound alive.
Make it sound like us.
[Recording] Guys,
guys, are you ready?
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
That's it.
This is the one.
Okay.
We wait for him to return.
Dorothy presses play
and we run like hell.
(sinister music)
(sinister music continues)
Give me your phone.
- What?
- Just give me your phone.
No, just use yours.
Girls, just do it.
[Recording] Guys, guys.
Are you ready? Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Okay.
[Recording] Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Here we go. Now.
[Recording] Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Wait, stop!
(tense music)
(metal clunking)
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
(footsteps thudding)
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
(footsteps thudding)
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Okay. Okay. Claire,
we go now. Okay?
Okay.
[Recording] Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers.. Oh, my God.
(pill case tapping)
(metal creaking)
(dramatic music)
(footsteps thudding)
Go now!
Go now!
Go now!
Go. Go.
(dramatic music)
Go, go, go, go.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
(metal clanging)
Go! Go! Go!
Don't look back,
Lily! Don't look back!
(dramatic music continues)
Go! Go! Go!
Don't look back, Lily.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
(footsteps thudding)
(group screaming and shouting)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dorothy panting)
Dorothy!
Leave it!
(footsteps squelching)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dorothy screaming)
Go!
(Ryan screaming)
(dramatic music)
(body squelching)
(Ryan coughing)
No!
(Dorothy gasping)
Ah!
(ax crunching)
(Ryan coughing)
(Ryan coughing)
(Ryan thudding)
Ryan! Ryan!
(Dorothy crying)
Shit!
(ax thudding)
(somber music)
(group panting)
(crying) I killed him.
If I hadn't gone back,
if I hadn't dropped my phone,
he wouldn't have
gone back for me.
It's my fault.
It's my fault that
he's dead. (Cries)
Come here.
Listen to me, this is
not your fault, okay?
None of this is your fault.
I promise.
He shoved me out the way.
He took the hit for me.
Because he loves you.
Dorothy, he loved you
like his own sister.
Of course, he loved you.
He loved me half the time.
And I took those stupid videos
like it was some kind of a joke.
And now he's- He's dead!
Because of that goddam phone.
What were you thinking?
What were you thinking?
My poor boy! (Cries)
Fuck!
He didn't die because of you.
He died because he was brave.
He was protecting you.
That thing would've
took one of us.
Ryan made a choice.
A choice to save you
and we can't let
that go to waste.
We've gotta get to the car.
Are even going in the right way?
My phone, I pinged it.
I pinged the location.
One bar. Wait, wait, one bar.
Call someone. (Cries) Come on!
[Phone] How can I help?
Hello, we're on Route six.
Woodman's cottage.
There's something out
here, it's killing people.
It's taken my son.
Please, please send help.
My boy, Ryan. It's
taken my son. Please.
Hello?
- [Phone] Hello?
I can barely hear you.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.
(cries) They're not gonna
know where we are dad.
Okay, they heard my voice.
They'll know the location.
(screams) Fuck!
We were so close, so close.
Dad,
is anyone even coming?
No, Lily.
It's just us.
We've gotta keep moving.
He's out here.
Come on, come on,
come on.
Come on Lily. Come on.
Come on!
(footsteps pounding)
(Dorothy panting)
Hey, come on. We
gotta keep going.
The car. It's the car.
[Ethan] It's the car.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
What?
What's wrong?
The keys.
The keys.
I don't have the keys.
You're joking.
Please tell me you're
fucking joking.
I had them in that place.
I had them in that place.
You lost them!
After everything that
happened to Ryan?
I had them in that place.
I had them in that place.
So you're telling me
that we are stuck here
because you can't keep an
eye on your fucking pockets?
You think I fucking wanted this?
Do you?
I can still see him.
I'd trade places
if I could. (Cries)
(pants) We were right here.
We were so close.
(cries) Dad,
dad, dad, dad.
What are we gonna do?
(shush) I'll go.
I'll go all over.
I'll find them.
I'll find them
and then I'll come
back for you, yeah?
- No, no, no. Please!
- I'll come back.
I'll come back for you.
- Please. Please.
No, you're not going alone.
We've already lost Ryan.
We're not gonna lose you too.
We're absolutely not Dad.
You are not going by yourself.
Claire, if we all
go, we are all exposed.
And if you go by
yourself, then you are dead.
He will find you and
he'll kill you. Please!
(somber music)
We go together.
As a family.
As a family.
Together.
[Claire] Together.
All right. All right.
Together. Come here girls.
Together.
My girls.
My girls.
(girls crying)
(footsteps squelching)
Dorothy?
The distraction worked once.
What if we try again?
Put a phone in the corner
and make some noise.
And what if he breaks them?
Then we have no phones
and we're stuck.
She's right.
We can't waste what
little we have.
We could throw something,
make a sound farther
away from the manor.
He won't fall for that.
He's too smart.
He's not just chasing noise.
He's hunting people.
What about light?
We've been using
these as flashlights.
What if we leave on
shining somewhere else?
Make him think that we're
moving in a different direction.
Lead the Tinman
away from the manor
and make him think
he's hunting us.
No.
No, that only works once.
And whoever leaves the light
will have to stay behind
or risk getting cut off. No!
How about not one
light? All of them.
We put them in a
line, 30 meters apart,
away from the manor, staggered.
So when he sees one light,
he'll see the next one
thinking that we're ahead.
But by the time he realizes,
we would have got
the keys and gone.
With no phones and no lights.
Claire,
it's the only way.
And what if he
doesn't take the bait?
Then we grab the keys
and we fight our way
out if we have to.
Fine.
Fine.
This is a really
dangerous but crazy plan.
Ryan would have
been proud of us.
Yeah.
That's all we've got.
We do this together, okay?
No splitting up.
Together.
(tense music)
Dorothy stop.
All right,
we lay the lights
nice and quiet.
When he goes for one,
I'll slip inside
and grab the keys.
What if he doesn't
take the bait, dad?
He will, Claire.
He will.
Okay, let's do this girls.
Let's do this.
(tense music continues)
(tense music continues)
All right.
If he follows that,
we move the other way.
No noise, no stopping.
Understand?
Okay.
(tense music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(somber music)
I love you girls.
All of you.
Go ahead.
- Dad.
- Get the keys.
- No.
- Get to the car.
No, no, no, no.
Don't wait for me.
Dad, I can't.
[Ethan] Take care
of them for me.
I can't.
Promise me.
(Claire crying)
You promise me.
I promise. I promise. (Cries)
(dramatic music)
(Lily screaming)
Come on you fucking tin pot!
Come on!
(footsteps thudding)
Go!
(pants) Right, they have
to be in the workshop.
- Yeah.
- Let's go.
Come on! Piece of junk.
Where are you?
Come on!
(tense music)
(footsteps squelching)
Come on!
Okay. Okay. Go.
The keys have gotta
be in here somewhere.
You look over there.
Lil over there.
Search for the keys.
(somber music)
Here.
You want me?
Come on!
(instruments clattering)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dad panting)
(footsteps thudding)
(somber music)
(owl hooting)
(tense music)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music)
(metal thudding)
(Dad grunting)
(Dad gasping)
(tense music continues)
(body squelching)
(Dad gurgling)
(Dad gasping)
(dramatic music)
(somber music)
(owl hooting)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dorothy panting)
(keys scraping)
We got the keys. Let's go.
(tense music)
(door creaking)
Shit! Hide!
(Lily whimpering)
(footsteps thudding)
(metal squeaking)
(Dad thudding)
(somber music)
(Lily muffled crying)
(heart squelching)
(metalwork clanging
and clicking)
(tense music)
(Tinman banging)
(footsteps thudding)
(box clanging)
(box lid creaking)
(somber music)
(somber music continues)
(box lid creaking)
(clockwork clicking)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
(door creaking)
(girls gasping)
(metal tapping)
(Lily crying)
Shush.
(tense music)
(door banging)
[Officer] Police.
Open the door.
Police.
Who is in here?
Officer, officer, officer.
[Officer] Police.
Help! Oh, my God!
(all shrieking)
What happened?
There was a man
but he wasn't a man.
He was made of metal.
Help us, please!
Who?
Oh, my God! Please! Please!
Our dad, he was in there.
Please can you just go in there.
Please get him. (Cries)
Please get my dad. (Cries)
Calm down. Calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
(dramatic music)
(Tinman grunting)
(ax thudding)
(girls screaming)
Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah!
Ah! Ah!
Ah!
(ax squelching)
(Officer thudding)
(Lily screaming)
Okay, go, go, go, go, go.
(Dorothy screaming)
Go, go, go, go!
(dramatic music)
(footsteps thudding)
(girls screaming)
(footsteps thudding)
Come on! Quickly, down here.
It's not opening.
It's not working!
(girls screaming)
It's not working!
It's not working!
Girls, this way.
This way. Girls, girls, girls.
Go, go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go, go.
(girls screaming)
(footsteps thudding)
(girls screaming)
(tense music)
Claire?
Claire, what are you doing?
Claire!
Claire!
(door clanging)
Claire, what are you doing?
No, stop!
Please open the
door. Claire, please.
Claire, open the door.
I'm gonna buy you some time.
I need you to run
and don't look back.
Claire, you can't.
I love you.
[Dorothy] Claire, please.
Claire, please. (Cries)
Claire, please,
please open the door.
Claire, please! Please!
Come on then, you fucker!
- Please!
- [Claire] Come on you fucker!
No, please. Please!
(footsteps thudding)
Come on mother fucker!
(dramatic music)
(Claire crying)
(Claire grunting)
(Claire screaming)
(Dorothy whimpering)
(somber music)
It's all my fault.
(eerie music)
What?
For dragging you into my fights.
The family arguments.
The yelling. (Cries)
I'm sorry I came
into your family.
You're family too.
Do you remember
what we told dad?
Together.
(Claire grunting)
(cries) No, no, no, no, no.
Get off of me, you freak!
Get off of me, you freak.
(screams)
Get off of me!
Get off of me!
No, no. Get off of me.
(gasps)
(gasps)
(blade thudding)
(body squelching)
(Claire coughing)
(body squelching and crunching)
(Claire coughing)
(Claire gasping)
(intestines squelching)
(dramatic music)
(body squelching)
(dramatic music continues)
(metalwork ticking and clicking)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
He's coming.
(footsteps thudding)
(door creaking)
(girls crying)
(somber music)
Claire?
Go home.
There's no place like home.
(somber music continues)
(birds chirping)
(somber music)
(footsteps shuffling)
(somber music continues)
(metal squeaking)
(somber music continues)
(birds tweeting)
(somber instrumental music)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(dramatic music)
(somber music)
(footsteps crunching)
Two days.
He should have
circled back by now.
He knew these woods.
He could have followed
the yellow trail and just
never stopped.
Let's go.
(ominous music)
That's his rifle.
Why would drop it here?
(ominous music continues)
Do you smell something?
(dramatic music)
(men whimpering)
Fuck!
Fuck!
(man crying)
(sinister music)
(dramatic music)
(men panting)
(dramatic music continues)
(metal footsteps clanging)
(ax smashing)
(brick thudding)
(man panting)
No! Please! (Cries)
(footsteps thundering)
(man crying)
Please! (Screams)
(brick smashing)
Ah! Ah!
(skull squelching)
(skull squelching)
(skull squelching)
(haunting music)
(horns beeping)
(engines rumbling)
Thank you, darling.
Sip your water.
We'll be walking in direct
sunlight this afternoon
and I don't want anyone
complaining of headaches.
(hand slapping)
(Ryan sighs)
(pills clicking)
Ooh, this app thinks it can
make me look 10 years younger.
Reckon it'll get rid
of these crows feet?
Why don't you try exercise?
Yeah? Squats work. (Laughs)
Look, this trail is light work.
If I get bored,
I'll carry your bags. (Growls)
Oh, my God.
The Willoughby family circus.
Strong man included
with no extra charge.
Don't film me.
I'm documenting history.
When I go back to Ukraine,
I wanna show them a
typical British family.
(laughs) Dorothy, if
you show them our family,
I think they might
revoke your student visa.
(family laughing)
God, if I can get
any bloody signal,
I'm gonna do a live stream.
Ooh. Hashtag Botox brigade.
Oh!
(Ryan laughing)
(somber music)
(sighs) Perhaps
not so much sunshine.
Come on, get under here you lot.
Oh, gross.
(sighs) Great.
We still stupid for
bringing coats, Dad?
It'll pass.
It's all right. It'll pass.
(somber music)
(table rattling)
Excuse me,
do you know if the trails
up ahead are marked?
Those trails are
marked all right.
Marked in blood.
Ooh!
That's the creepiest Google
review I've ever heard!
Hey, maybe it's
like a scavenger hunt.
First one to find
the skull wins a pie.
I don't even like pie.
Got it.
No pies for Lily
in the apocalypse.
The main thing I'm worried
about is getting bug bites.
They make my skin
go all blotchy.
There's far worse than
blotches waiting for you out there.
The natives,
they used to say those woods
are where the
hollow chest hunts.
Yeah. Yeah.
Every town has their
camp fire stories.
Yeah, and you'd be sitting
eating all the marshmallows.
- Hey!
- Hey, yo!
We'll be cautious.
Thanks for the advice.
Caution won't save you.
(sinister music)
(somber music)
Did you find a bathroom yet?
It's the woods.
It's mankind's bathroom.
(sighs) What about womankind?
(coughs)
Guess we'll die of
smoke inhalation
before breakfast.
It was damp and wet last night.
Flint and steel. Not my fault.
They have these things now.
They're called lighters.
And they're five quid
from a petrol station.
Next year, you can
bring the survival gear
and you better not be
filming this for TikTok.
Don't worry, I have
enough followers.
(wind chimes dinging)
(dramatic music)
Silly wind chimes.
Oh, Jesus!
Let's go.
All right, let me
put it away first.
(dramatic music)
(metal slashing)
(Maya gasping)
(Kyle gurgling)
(woman panting)
(Maya screaming)
(dramatic music)
(footsteps thundering)
(Maya gasping)
(Maya crying and gasping)
(dramatic music)
(head thudding)
(engine rumbling)
Here we go guys.
Home sweet home.
(rain pattering)
(door thudding)
It's terrific isn't it?
(door thudding)
(foreboding music)
(door thudding)
So marked by blood.
Some Google review that.
Five star for ambience.
Zero for customer service.
He's probably just drunk, Ryan.
Leave him alone.
And we are live.
First surviving breakfast,
then a doomsday prophecy.
Oi, delete that.
I don't want my face
next to doomsday.
(laughs) Don't worry.
The Hollow Chest man
only comes with filler.
Enough!
He was just local color.
Every town has a story.
We don't mock people for it.
Local color? Geezer
looked like he just come
straight from a horror movie.
He didn't blink
(thunder rumbling)
At all.
Well, maybe he's a vampire.
That would explain his whole
marked in blood aesthetic.
Vampires, witches, hollow chest.
Oh, my God. I really don't care.
As long as there's
signal up there.
(scoffs) Only 'cause you'd
live stream a massacre.
Hey guys, welcome
back to the channel.
Follow and like.
Oh, there goes my
spleen. (Laughs)
And here we have
a Ryanus Dematicus
hamming up for his
imaginary fan club.
All right, enough!
We hike, we come
back, we eat lunch.
That's it.
Yeah. Sounds like a plan dad.
Unless the Hollow Man gets us!
Ryan!
(group laughing)
Stop it!
(somber music)
(birds chirping)
Right then, scenic loop.
Four miles.
If we keep a steady pace,
then we'll be back by noon.
Lunch in town.
Lily,
did you take your
pills this morning?
Yes, dad, with the
hot orange juice.
Oh, thank God!
Iron deficiency diverted.
Right, please.
Can we get going before
I get cabin fever?
Breaking news?
Claire Willoughby.
Oh, my God! Shut up!
If you film me again,
I swear to God,
I'm gonna shove that phone
where the sun don't shine.
Where's that? Wales?
(group laughing)
Come on, let's go.
(somber music)
(birds chirping)
(footsteps tapping)
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, just...
Do you see how the light
makes the leaves look silver?
Yeah. Silver forest.
I like it.
Do you smell that?
That smells weird like,
like metal.
I mean better
than wearing socks.
(both laughing)
Come on.
(ominous music)
Bloody hell, come on girls.
Let's not make this any
longer than it has to be.
Listen, I know
this isn't everyone's
ideal way to spend a Saturday,
but I think the
therapist was right.
We need to spend
more time together
away from screens.
Ooh. Right? Yeah.
And she also said that
we should be honest
and talk about our feelings.
Shall I start?
Honesty! A lecture on honesty
from the girl who won't
post without a filter.
- [Ethan] All right! Enough.
- [Ryan] Ironic.
Look, this is my first
day off in two weeks.
I just wanna spend
it with my kids.
Not refereeing.
Do you think we can manage that?
- Fine.
- Yeah, Dad.
Do you guys think the
air smells like metal?
What?
It's the iron deposits.
It's the same mineral
that's in the hemoglobin
in your blood.
Is that why blood
tastes like pennies?
Yeah, exactly.
The heart pumps the blood
through 60,000 miles of vessels.
So every beat, every
breath surging through you.
Here we go, dad's
on lecture mode again.
(group chuckling)
You know, ancient civilizations
believed the heart was
more than just a muscle.
The Egyptians believed it
was where your spirit lived.
The ancient Greeks believed that
it was where your soul hid.
Even the Chinese thought it
was where your mind was kept.
And in scripture,
they believed it was the
center of who you are.
You don't believe that, do you?
No.
(somber music)
I think it's a machine.
Four chambers
opening and closing.
Blood rushing like tides.
But when you hold
one in your hands
beating,
you can see why they
thought it was magic.
When you hold one in hand,
what does that feel like?
Stopping time.
Like stealing fire
from the gods.
Here we go.
Professor Trail Map, the
philosopher of hearts.
Yeah. (Chuckles)
Come on.
Oh! (Giggles)
[Ethan] Come on!
Oh! (Giggles)
Girls, come on.
Coming.
[Dorothy] Don't rush
us! We're coming. (Laughs)
No signal.
At least we've
got your paper map.
Yeah, but I pinned the
car's location to my phone.
Does anyone have any signal?
[All] No. No. No.
(Dad sighing)
Right, look's like we're
officially lost, Dad.
The trail will loop back.
Just as long as we keep steady.
Keep steady?
Come on dad.
If I keep steady, my shoes are
gonna dissolve in this mud.
Day seven follow
the yellow brick road!
(group chuckling)
What are you on about?
The film.
Nope. Never seen it. (Laughs)
Dad, it's getting cold.
It's okay, darling.
We'll stop soon.
Just a bit further.
Yeah.
(somber music)
Looks like we're
not in Kansas anymore.
What is this place?
(zip zipping)
Ryan, where are you going?
Checking the place out.
You can't just
walk up to it, mate.
Why not?
Might have WiFi.
WiFi? (Laughs)
Yeah, because this really
looks like it's got WiFi, Ryan.
Haunted mansion?
Zero curb appeal.
Like surely nobody
actually lives in there.
Nah, someone defo lives there.
It's probably a witch.
Question is, is it a
good one or a bad one?
Ryan!
(group laughing)
Huh. That's the
end of the trail.
This is no Emerald City.
Dad, I actually don't
think we should go in there.
Well, come on. Come on.
Ryan.
What?
Call it family time, Dad.
I don't think that's quite
what the therapist meant, mate.
Five minutes?
Five minutes, dad.
All right,
five minutes.
Then we're gone.
Just five. Just five, dad.
(ominous music)
Cool.
(coat shuffling)
Make yourself at home, Ryan.
Yeah, will do, Dad.
Sick!
Oh, my God.
(ominous music)
(camera clicking)
Put it down, Ryan.
(ominous music)
(scoffs)
Not creepy at all.
(Lily gasping)
(Lily stuttering)
They're baby clothes.
Yeah, I don't like this.
Dad, I don't think
we should be in here.
Okay. Yeah.
Yeah. I think we're done here.
Wait, come on.
Don't be wussies.
Hey, there's probably
more cool rooms outside.
Ryan!
Ryan!
(sighs) Come on.
Ryan!
Ryan!
Ryan!
- Sick.
- Ryan!
(door creaking)
(Ryan laughing)
(dramatic music)
(sinister music)
It's disgusting.
Oh, my God.
(sinister music continues)
Someone's been practicing.
[Ethan] Stay together.
(sinister music continues)
Heart.
Pig,
deer.
A human?
We need to leave
now.
Stay together.
(dramatic music)
(girls panting)
Hide! Hide!
Hide, hide, hide!
Come on, come on. Down, down!
Get down! Get down!
- Dad.
- Lily.
Don't go.
(metallic footsteps thudding)
(menacing music)
(body thudding)
(body squelching)
(body squelching)
(body squelching)
(knife slashing)
(knife rattling)
(dramatic music)
(body squelching)
(Tinman grunting)
(sinister music)
(tool clattering)
(Tinman grunting)
(flesh ripping)
(Tinman grunting)
(body squelching)
(metal clattering)
(music crescendos)
(Tinman panting)
(dramatic music)
(body thudding)
(Tinman banging)
(Tinman panting)
(footsteps thudding)
(sinister music)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
We gotta move.
I can't get up.
What the hell was that?
He tore them open
like it was nothing.
That guy, who was he?
Doesn't matter.
He's dead.
We're not. That's what matters.
Oh, my God. He's gonna
do the same to us. (Cries)
Is he is gonna do
the same to us.
What even is it?
Dad, is it a monster? Is
it a man? Is it a machine?
It was a man, a Tinman.
Have you seen his chest?
He was hollow.
The hollow chest?
(cries) The, the, the
old man in the diner
he said this is where
the Hollow Chest hunts.
It's just a crazy story, Lily.
Was it?
Because we're in his house
and his jars are full of hearts.
I can't be in there.
I need to get out of here.
Get out of here?
What there?
He's out there.
We won't make it 10
feet before he kills us.
Then what do you suggest?
To stay here and do nothing?
Enough!
We are not splitting.
We are not running blind.
We stay together.
Stay together.
Stay fucking together.
Dad, you got a plan
then, have you?
Yeah? You got one of these
big sparkly plans? No. No.
Because I do not remember
seeing a fucking
psycho with a metal ax
on your fucking itinerary.
Will you, for once,
shut that fucking
mouth of yours?
He's trying to fix himself.
You saw it.
He took that man's
heart from his chest.
Tried to fix it to his own.
Yeah, and it didn't work.
The heart died inside him.
He just keeps on trying
over and over and over.
Yeah.
Until he finds one that works.
What,
what if,
what if it has to
be somebody alive?
Fuck! Don't say that Lily!
Jesus!
(sinister music)
(Lily crying)
Lily, don't.
Lily, don't fucking
cry. Don't cry.
Lily, don't cry.
We need to get out of here.
We need to leave.
If we run now, we die.
If we stay, we die slower.
We can't stay. We have to run.
Fuck. Grab something.
Fucking find something.
Hit him first.
What are you gonna do Ry?
What are you gonna do?
We need proof.
We need evidence.
Fuck your phone, Dorothy.
We need weapons not TikTok.
This isn't for TikTok.
It's for evidence.
Nobody's going to believe us.
Evidence doesn't
matter if we're dead.
Stop it.
We lose control now,
we are all dead.
He's,
he moves
deliberately,
slowly.
We've just gotta find a way
to get him to go one way
and we'll go the other. Yeah?
How?
He's a monster dad.
He's not some park ranger.
He's not magic Claire.
He's chasing noise.
He's chasing movement.
Hearts.
Bait.
Bait.
You want one of us to go one way
and the others to go another?
No, no. No chance.
No, I'm not letting
anyone do it.
Claire, Claire, Claire. No!
Not bait.
Not bait.
A distraction.
[Ryan] So bait?
[Claire] No.
That camera,
does it do playback?
I have some clips.
Okay.
Here's what we do.
We put that on the
other side of the house.
He hears that,
he'll go after it.
When he goes that
way, we can move.
We can get out of here, yeah?
What do you want me to put on?
Anything.
Make it sound alive.
Make it sound like us.
[Recording] Guys,
guys, are you ready?
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
That's it.
This is the one.
Okay.
We wait for him to return.
Dorothy presses play
and we run like hell.
(sinister music)
(sinister music continues)
Give me your phone.
- What?
- Just give me your phone.
No, just use yours.
Girls, just do it.
[Recording] Guys, guys.
Are you ready? Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Okay.
[Recording] Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Here we go. Now.
[Recording] Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Wait, stop!
(tense music)
(metal clunking)
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
(footsteps thudding)
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
(footsteps thudding)
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Okay. Okay. Claire,
we go now. Okay?
Okay.
[Recording] Lions and
tigers and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers
and bears. Oh, my!
Lions and tigers.. Oh, my God.
(pill case tapping)
(metal creaking)
(dramatic music)
(footsteps thudding)
Go now!
Go now!
Go now!
Go. Go.
(dramatic music)
Go, go, go, go.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
(metal clanging)
Go! Go! Go!
Don't look back,
Lily! Don't look back!
(dramatic music continues)
Go! Go! Go!
Don't look back, Lily.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
(footsteps thudding)
(group screaming and shouting)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dorothy panting)
Dorothy!
Leave it!
(footsteps squelching)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dorothy screaming)
Go!
(Ryan screaming)
(dramatic music)
(body squelching)
(Ryan coughing)
No!
(Dorothy gasping)
Ah!
(ax crunching)
(Ryan coughing)
(Ryan coughing)
(Ryan thudding)
Ryan! Ryan!
(Dorothy crying)
Shit!
(ax thudding)
(somber music)
(group panting)
(crying) I killed him.
If I hadn't gone back,
if I hadn't dropped my phone,
he wouldn't have
gone back for me.
It's my fault.
It's my fault that
he's dead. (Cries)
Come here.
Listen to me, this is
not your fault, okay?
None of this is your fault.
I promise.
He shoved me out the way.
He took the hit for me.
Because he loves you.
Dorothy, he loved you
like his own sister.
Of course, he loved you.
He loved me half the time.
And I took those stupid videos
like it was some kind of a joke.
And now he's- He's dead!
Because of that goddam phone.
What were you thinking?
What were you thinking?
My poor boy! (Cries)
Fuck!
He didn't die because of you.
He died because he was brave.
He was protecting you.
That thing would've
took one of us.
Ryan made a choice.
A choice to save you
and we can't let
that go to waste.
We've gotta get to the car.
Are even going in the right way?
My phone, I pinged it.
I pinged the location.
One bar. Wait, wait, one bar.
Call someone. (Cries) Come on!
[Phone] How can I help?
Hello, we're on Route six.
Woodman's cottage.
There's something out
here, it's killing people.
It's taken my son.
Please, please send help.
My boy, Ryan. It's
taken my son. Please.
Hello?
- [Phone] Hello?
I can barely hear you.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.
(cries) They're not gonna
know where we are dad.
Okay, they heard my voice.
They'll know the location.
(screams) Fuck!
We were so close, so close.
Dad,
is anyone even coming?
No, Lily.
It's just us.
We've gotta keep moving.
He's out here.
Come on, come on,
come on.
Come on Lily. Come on.
Come on!
(footsteps pounding)
(Dorothy panting)
Hey, come on. We
gotta keep going.
The car. It's the car.
[Ethan] It's the car.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
What?
What's wrong?
The keys.
The keys.
I don't have the keys.
You're joking.
Please tell me you're
fucking joking.
I had them in that place.
I had them in that place.
You lost them!
After everything that
happened to Ryan?
I had them in that place.
I had them in that place.
So you're telling me
that we are stuck here
because you can't keep an
eye on your fucking pockets?
You think I fucking wanted this?
Do you?
I can still see him.
I'd trade places
if I could. (Cries)
(pants) We were right here.
We were so close.
(cries) Dad,
dad, dad, dad.
What are we gonna do?
(shush) I'll go.
I'll go all over.
I'll find them.
I'll find them
and then I'll come
back for you, yeah?
- No, no, no. Please!
- I'll come back.
I'll come back for you.
- Please. Please.
No, you're not going alone.
We've already lost Ryan.
We're not gonna lose you too.
We're absolutely not Dad.
You are not going by yourself.
Claire, if we all
go, we are all exposed.
And if you go by
yourself, then you are dead.
He will find you and
he'll kill you. Please!
(somber music)
We go together.
As a family.
As a family.
Together.
[Claire] Together.
All right. All right.
Together. Come here girls.
Together.
My girls.
My girls.
(girls crying)
(footsteps squelching)
Dorothy?
The distraction worked once.
What if we try again?
Put a phone in the corner
and make some noise.
And what if he breaks them?
Then we have no phones
and we're stuck.
She's right.
We can't waste what
little we have.
We could throw something,
make a sound farther
away from the manor.
He won't fall for that.
He's too smart.
He's not just chasing noise.
He's hunting people.
What about light?
We've been using
these as flashlights.
What if we leave on
shining somewhere else?
Make him think that we're
moving in a different direction.
Lead the Tinman
away from the manor
and make him think
he's hunting us.
No.
No, that only works once.
And whoever leaves the light
will have to stay behind
or risk getting cut off. No!
How about not one
light? All of them.
We put them in a
line, 30 meters apart,
away from the manor, staggered.
So when he sees one light,
he'll see the next one
thinking that we're ahead.
But by the time he realizes,
we would have got
the keys and gone.
With no phones and no lights.
Claire,
it's the only way.
And what if he
doesn't take the bait?
Then we grab the keys
and we fight our way
out if we have to.
Fine.
Fine.
This is a really
dangerous but crazy plan.
Ryan would have
been proud of us.
Yeah.
That's all we've got.
We do this together, okay?
No splitting up.
Together.
(tense music)
Dorothy stop.
All right,
we lay the lights
nice and quiet.
When he goes for one,
I'll slip inside
and grab the keys.
What if he doesn't
take the bait, dad?
He will, Claire.
He will.
Okay, let's do this girls.
Let's do this.
(tense music continues)
(tense music continues)
All right.
If he follows that,
we move the other way.
No noise, no stopping.
Understand?
Okay.
(tense music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(somber music)
I love you girls.
All of you.
Go ahead.
- Dad.
- Get the keys.
- No.
- Get to the car.
No, no, no, no.
Don't wait for me.
Dad, I can't.
[Ethan] Take care
of them for me.
I can't.
Promise me.
(Claire crying)
You promise me.
I promise. I promise. (Cries)
(dramatic music)
(Lily screaming)
Come on you fucking tin pot!
Come on!
(footsteps thudding)
Go!
(pants) Right, they have
to be in the workshop.
- Yeah.
- Let's go.
Come on! Piece of junk.
Where are you?
Come on!
(tense music)
(footsteps squelching)
Come on!
Okay. Okay. Go.
The keys have gotta
be in here somewhere.
You look over there.
Lil over there.
Search for the keys.
(somber music)
Here.
You want me?
Come on!
(instruments clattering)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dad panting)
(footsteps thudding)
(somber music)
(owl hooting)
(tense music)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music)
(metal thudding)
(Dad grunting)
(Dad gasping)
(tense music continues)
(body squelching)
(Dad gurgling)
(Dad gasping)
(dramatic music)
(somber music)
(owl hooting)
(footsteps thudding)
(Dorothy panting)
(keys scraping)
We got the keys. Let's go.
(tense music)
(door creaking)
Shit! Hide!
(Lily whimpering)
(footsteps thudding)
(metal squeaking)
(Dad thudding)
(somber music)
(Lily muffled crying)
(heart squelching)
(metalwork clanging
and clicking)
(tense music)
(Tinman banging)
(footsteps thudding)
(box clanging)
(box lid creaking)
(somber music)
(somber music continues)
(box lid creaking)
(clockwork clicking)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
(door creaking)
(girls gasping)
(metal tapping)
(Lily crying)
Shush.
(tense music)
(door banging)
[Officer] Police.
Open the door.
Police.
Who is in here?
Officer, officer, officer.
[Officer] Police.
Help! Oh, my God!
(all shrieking)
What happened?
There was a man
but he wasn't a man.
He was made of metal.
Help us, please!
Who?
Oh, my God! Please! Please!
Our dad, he was in there.
Please can you just go in there.
Please get him. (Cries)
Please get my dad. (Cries)
Calm down. Calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
(dramatic music)
(Tinman grunting)
(ax thudding)
(girls screaming)
Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah!
Ah! Ah!
Ah!
(ax squelching)
(Officer thudding)
(Lily screaming)
Okay, go, go, go, go, go.
(Dorothy screaming)
Go, go, go, go!
(dramatic music)
(footsteps thudding)
(girls screaming)
(footsteps thudding)
Come on! Quickly, down here.
It's not opening.
It's not working!
(girls screaming)
It's not working!
It's not working!
Girls, this way.
This way. Girls, girls, girls.
Go, go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go, go.
(girls screaming)
(footsteps thudding)
(girls screaming)
(tense music)
Claire?
Claire, what are you doing?
Claire!
Claire!
(door clanging)
Claire, what are you doing?
No, stop!
Please open the
door. Claire, please.
Claire, open the door.
I'm gonna buy you some time.
I need you to run
and don't look back.
Claire, you can't.
I love you.
[Dorothy] Claire, please.
Claire, please. (Cries)
Claire, please,
please open the door.
Claire, please! Please!
Come on then, you fucker!
- Please!
- [Claire] Come on you fucker!
No, please. Please!
(footsteps thudding)
Come on mother fucker!
(dramatic music)
(Claire crying)
(Claire grunting)
(Claire screaming)
(Dorothy whimpering)
(somber music)
It's all my fault.
(eerie music)
What?
For dragging you into my fights.
The family arguments.
The yelling. (Cries)
I'm sorry I came
into your family.
You're family too.
Do you remember
what we told dad?
Together.
(Claire grunting)
(cries) No, no, no, no, no.
Get off of me, you freak!
Get off of me, you freak.
(screams)
Get off of me!
Get off of me!
No, no. Get off of me.
(gasps)
(gasps)
(blade thudding)
(body squelching)
(Claire coughing)
(body squelching and crunching)
(Claire coughing)
(Claire gasping)
(intestines squelching)
(dramatic music)
(body squelching)
(dramatic music continues)
(metalwork ticking and clicking)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
He's coming.
(footsteps thudding)
(door creaking)
(girls crying)
(somber music)
Claire?
Go home.
There's no place like home.
(somber music continues)
(birds chirping)
(somber music)
(footsteps shuffling)
(somber music continues)
(metal squeaking)
(somber music continues)
(birds tweeting)
(somber instrumental music)
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(dramatic music)