Tainted productions.
No.
Mother fucker.
- Gil.
Hey there.
- Hey Walter.
How ya hanging in there?
- Well just walking the grounds.
Jesus Christ, Walter,
how'd you keep this place open for so long?
I'm seeing like six or seven code violations.
The damn cabins are falling apart.
Well friend, that's why we have you there.
I need that campsite up and running within a week.
And given your current snuafion,
I didn't figure some hard work and fresh air would hurt.
- That wasn't me complaining, Walter.
I know, Gil, I know.
- Walter, this nurse and these kids, they know about...
They know that you're a handyman
and that's all they need to know.
- Walter...
They don't need to know anything else
other than you and miss hemsgrove are in charge.
- So they're showing up today?
They should be there within the next few hours,
Gil, just do me a favor.
- What?
They're barely old enough to drink,
so be patient with 'em.
- Great. - You'll be fine.
Listen, I'm gonna jump off here,
I just wanted to check in and make sure
everything was going okay for ya.
- Thanks Walter.
Don't mention it.
I'll call you tomorrow to check in.
Have a good one.
- You too.
Shit.
Excuse me, we're a little lost.
_ uh...
Yeah, where you tryin' to find?
- Uh, brook haven Metro park?
Uh, It's um, five miles that way.
- Thank you. - Oh.
- My friends, we have arrived.
Perfect setting for several days of food,
booze and debauchery.
- We can talk about the first two, but,
let's take it easy on the latter.
- Well hello Mr. Tall drink of water.
Who is you?
- I believe that would be Mr. - Gil.
He's in charge of the construction program.
Is that a first or a last name?
- Why don't you guys get settled in?
I'm gonna go talk with him.
- Um, and just to be clear,
there is plenty of room in my bunk
for you two fine-ass women.
Her loss, I guess that just leaves you, Hannah Montana.
- Yeah, I'd rather sleep on salty, glass-covered pavement.
Hello.
Hey.
Vanessa hemsgrove, I'll be your acting...
- Nurse, yeah, Walter told me.
- And you must be gillum Ross?
- Just Gil.
- Well Walter's had nothing but great things
to say about you, Gil.
Likewise.
- Um, just thought I'd come introduce myself
since we're gonna be working together the next few days.
Well, I don't wanna disturb you.
- Uh, just be careful out there, all right?
- What do you mean?
- Oh, I haven't walked the rest of the grounds yet,
so I've already found some hazards, so there'll be others.
Just be careful, and if you find a hazard, come to me.
- Understood.
- And, it would be kind of bad
if something happened to our site nurse, right?
- No, we wouldn't want that now, would we?
- Someone's liable to get a bandaid on an ankle, so.
- Duly noted.
- Welcome to the pine Hilton, boys.
No.
- Did you get a side of tetanus shot with this cabin?
Daddy's home.
- Ew, dude, get the fuck outta here.
- What, you know you want me in.
- Bye Charlie.
So, what are you ladies up to today?
- Uh, we're probably gonna lay out.
Yep.
- I think I'm gonna go see what Mason's up to.
- Obvious much?
- What?
- Mason is a hunter.
Mason doesn't hunt.
- Jesus fucking Christ,
guys like Mason like the unobtainable.
They like the thrill of the chase.
- Okay.
- Okay, so he's a lion, and you're a fucking elephant.
- I'm not fat.
- For fuck sake, Mason takes one look at you
and he knows he can have you
because, like an elephant, you're just there,
and fucking obvious.
Mason wants a gazelle that he can chase down and tear apart.
Well,
I'm gonna go get some work done.
You girls have a good day.
Well, this could just have to do.
- Well, right to life, right?
Yeah.
- Well I'm sure we'll find some great spots
to take some photo shots.
- Yes, I think so.
That was really rude.
- That's not what I meant, she took it the wrong way.
- What are you looking at my girls for?
Harper.
I'm gonna find you.
- Oh, I see what game we're playing now, huh.
You found me.
What do I win?
- You mightjust win me.
I like that.
- Oh, I like that.
Oh.
It says here that 65% of all people
have sex while they're camping.
- You get service out here?
- Yeah.
- Bullshit, there's no way.
- Why?
- Because it's a proven fact
that once people get away from the fuss of civilization,
they let their primal side come out.
This number's gotta be higher.
- How much higher?
- 95%, at least.
- Eh, I highly doubt it.
- Why, I mean, think about it,
campfire, peace and quiet,
nobody around for miles, primal instincts kick in, baby.
Well,
you obviously don't understand how pussy works.
- Yeah, not to mention it'd be, like, super uncomfortable.
I mean, scraped knees, elbows,
branches and rocks under you, eh.
- You need to shut that shit down.
- It just means you're not doing it right, Courtney.
Always be on top.
- That's right. - Good point.
- That's right, always be on top.
And by the way, they make stereotypes about this thing
in horror movies and stuff,
and there's gotta be a reason for that, right?
Yeah.
- Yeah, and girls just love it
when you stick it up their ass, just like in porn, too.
- Really?
- Realiy.
- No, I was being fascist.
- Facetious.
Whatever.
Hey Charlie, grab me that bottle of spf.
Today, preferably.
- Whoa, hey tiger.
- Don't miss my shoulders.
- I mean, don't get me wrong, though,
if I was walking through the woods
and that Gil guy showed up...
- That guy?
He's like 40!
Not to mention, he's as bald as Tasha's stabbing cabin.
Okay, I really like bald guys and he's older,
which means he doesn't have to be trained as much.
Amen to that.
Just right in there, bro', just right,
- Yeah bro', get in there.
- You like that, baby?
Nicole, Nicole!
Charlie's got mahogany.
What?
Dude, it was like 10 seconds.
- It's human nature, it's primal.
You underwhelm me.
Oh.
- What the fuck am I supposed to do with this?
Prove to us you're not a two-pump chump.
Come the fuck on.
- How about you and I take a walk over there?
- Mm, walk huh?
- Mmhmm. - Mmm, is that all?
- Oh no, I'm pretty sure we can figure other things to do.
- Mm, oh yeah? - Oh yeah.
- What's happening, hot stuff?
- I thought you guys went to lay out or something?
- We were, but Charlie got religion
while putting sunscreen on me.
What?
I can't reach my back.
- Uh huh.
It's not what you think.
- Oh sure.
You know what, I don't think you're as immune
to the rigors of careless sex after all, nurse Betty.
- Contrary to popular belief,
there are more important things to talk about than just sex.
- Really, like what?
- Like fixing this cabin.
And Mr. Gil is doing a great job adhering to all the rules
and I think we should follow his example.
- Well,
looks pretty nice.
I like it out here.
This is nice,
real nice.
- Help you with something?
Got a nice setup out here, huh?
- It's all right.
All right?
Yeah, I'll say it's all right.
Jesus, wide, open space, freedom to go about your day,
I bet you get a nice workout out here too, don't ya?
Sure.
- Sure.
Yeah, it's really nice.
Oh, and the poon walking around here,
holy Mary mother of fuck.
Bet you're just in heaven out here, aren't you?
Come on, Gil, you can't tell me
the thought hasn't crossed your mind.
After five years, I would've thought you would have
worn one of these fur burgers as a flesh condom by now.
- Are you kidding?
Look at him, he would wanna bitch any one of us
if given the opportunity.
You can see it in his eyes.
- I seriously doubt that.
- Well, we'll see about that.
Gil is way too old for you.
- So was my therapist.
- God.
- Uh, five oh is here.
Did somebody order bacon?
I have no idea.
- Ah, there he is.
What's wrong, push your button?
- No sir.
- No sir?
That's really good.
See, it'd a been a shame if you timed out
to go right back in, assaulting an officer of the law.
Know what I mean?
- Is there something I can help you with, officer?
- And you are?
Vanessa hemsgrove, the nurse here at the camp.
- Mrs. Hemsgrove.
- Miss.
-Ah miss, well, no need to be alarmed,
just taking up my friend, Gil here,
standard procedure to keep tabs on ex-cons.
- Wait, so this guy's an ex-con?
- They can't be around girls and such, right?
- Depends on what they were locked up for.
- Mr. Gil's doing a find job.
Mr. Gil.
That's cute.
- You're interrupting Mr. Gil's job,
so if there was something,
someone you'd like to speak with...
- No no no, that's not necessary.
You behave yourself, Gil,
I don't wanna get any phone calls
from any of these fine ladies,
saying that you've misbehaved.
We clear?
- Crystal.
- Well that's good.
All righty, you folks have a great day.
We'll see you soon, Mr. Gil.
Don't you got something to do?
- Tsk tsk tsk, naughty boy.
Go.
We got stuff to, do.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
- There she is.
Yeah yeah, so what's the skinny?
- The skinny, people still say shit like that?
- Yes, just 'cause I'm a little older
doesn't mean I don't still know the hip lingo.
Yeah, the hip lingo, okay.
- No uh,
we were actually just discussing our ex-con handyman.
- Listen, I get you guys
may be a little confused or on edge, but trust me,
you literally have nothing to worry about.
- Why, just 'cause the boss-man said it's cool?
Yeah, that makes me feel so much better.
- Things like this is normal.
Sometimes when people's been in the system,
they need a little assistance on a job and Mr.,
I mean, he's been staying to himself.
Just leave him alone.
-All I know is people like that
have a lot of pent up aggression and shit.
- Oh yeah, and how many ex-con men do you know?
That's what I thought.
And you too, weren't you just saying
you were into his sexy, working man vibe,
literally a few hours ago?
Yeah, you were.
- That was before they knew he got locked up, though.
- I think it just makes it sexier.
- Always a sucker for the bad boys, huh Tasha?
- Lay off Gil already, he's keeping to himself,
we don't need you all making it a little bit awkward.
- I still wanna know what he was locked up for.
- My bet's drugs.
I think he got caught running.
- Nah, he looks like a breaking and entering guy.
- Jesus Christ, creep much?
- Miley.
- What?
- I just came to check out the fire.
- So come on, Gil, what'd you get locked up for?
That's none of your business.
- Well, about five years ago,
friend of mine, came, asked for help,
he got in with some bad people, owed a lot of money.
- What's a lot?
- About 500.
$500, that's not a lot.
- $500,000.
- Fuck. - Damn.
- So what happened?
- Well, he came to me, had a plan about scrapping cars
to make money to pay the debt off.
- Doesn't sound like you'd make that much money.
I mean, not $500,000.
- Well it wouldn't, but if you can make cars disappear,
it would.
Cars that belong to very bad people.
And so that's what we did, we made cars disappear.
- Wait a second, you're telling me you ran a chop shop?
- We did.
And the money flowed in like a flood.
He was able to pay off his debt.
Shoulda stopped though.
We didn't.
We got greedy.
- So how'd you get caught?
- Eh, it seems we weren't as close as I thought we were.
Cops got wind of the operation, brought him in,
basically offered him a deal
which would pin the whole thing on me.
- So he sold you out.
- Damn dude, that is cold blooded.
- Yeah, he uh, basically got probation
and I got 10 years, sentenced to state prison,
Lebanon state prison,
served five, got out on good behavior.
Fuck.
- To Gil.
- The unluckiest car-killer alive.
Hey, where are you two headed off to,
the party's just getting started.
- Eh, we're gonna take a little stroll
and make a little party of our own.
- Now guys, stay close, take a flashlight.
But if we're too close, you'll hear us.
- Try to keep some reservations about yourselves.
- Yeah, and uh, watch out for snakes and poison Ivy,
and um, herpes.
Fuck you, douche schnakal.
- Hey, if that's an offer, I am down for a love sandwich.
Courtney, you can be the roast beef
oh.
- Fuck off.
Roast beef?
- I know you love roast beef, dude.
- Listen, roast beef, - Wait here,
count to 10, and then follow the trail and come find me.
- Why?
- 'Cause I have a surprise for you.
- What kind of surprise?
- It's gonna be a big surprise, it's gonna blow your mind.
Okay.
- So you're in to bad boys?
I could be a bad boy.
Where you headed off to?
Anywhere you're not.
- Tah dah!
What?
- Yeah?
You wanna get in the tent or you wanna mull it over?
Oh my god.
Get in.
Yeah see, look.
- I brought a bag of toys. - Oh.
- And bug-free.
-All right, so I admit, I like the tent,
- but explain this. - What?
- Oh this. - Yeah.
- Oh, you know how cosplay is my kink.
- Uh huh. - Yeah,
you remember the thing with the fairies?
- Mmhmm. - Shh,
let's not talk about that, it was a dark time for us.
But this, like look, we're out in the woods,
it's like an 80's movie with the hockey masks
and the stabbings and things like that,
and I'm like the unruly camper and you're like
the hot, sexy, camp counselor that I'm just tryin' to fuck.
Yeah.
Don't they usually die in those movies?
- Yeah, but we're just gonna do the sex part.
That's when they die.
- Yeah, but we're just gonna do the sex part.
Oh my god.
- Oh, or, I could be a bounty hunter.
Okay, now we're talkin'.
- You're under arrest.
You have the right to remain naked,
you take that off and I'll take this off,
'cause I have that right too.
It's equal rights around here.
You have the right, give me this, goddamn it.
Just take that off, fuckin',
Anything you say can and will be held against my body.
Your dick smuggling days are oven
you will take these off and you are going downtown,
gimme, gimme 'em.
- You know, if you ask me, that's just rude.
I mean, we're all here, having a good time, right,
having fun, and they just get up and walk off.
Come on!
- I didn't think you got the hint.
- Oh, I got it.
- You got it, huh?
- Yeah.
Wanna see it?
Oh fuck.
- Well uh, I guess it's just you and me, kitten whiskers.
- No Charlie.
It's just you, boo.
I'm crashing.
- I think I'm in love.
Playing hard to get, that's fine.
Yeah.
- Get over here, criminals.
All right, so, woop, you like these underwear,
you criminal, that's right, you do.
Get out of here.
Here.
- Here we are. - Oh.
- There we go.
There you go.
Gotta like that,
you're the best camp counselor I've ever had.
Too bad I had to arrest you.
Ye haw, come on!
- Oh now, mm mm, we did cowboys last time.
- Okay, sorry sorry sorry.
- So uh, I'm like super tired, I mean it's like,
what time, like 2:00?
10:30.
Really?
Shit.
- Tell you what, man, in the shed, underneath the mattress.
- Okay.
- So, what are you doing here?
You know my story, what's yours?
- Not much of a story to tell.
- Oh, I don't believe that for a second.
- What makes you say that?
- Well because Walter told me a little bit about you.
Graduated St. Johns in a dsnc with para-anesthesiology.
- Impressive.
- Just because I'm a simple guy
doesn't mean I'm a stupid one, miss hemsgrove.
-Ah, I knew you'd like this mullet ride.
Ah, I know,
that's what mullets do, they're magical.
All right, okay.
All right, you criminal, 'bout ready to take you in.
- Yeah? - Oh yeah.
Okay.
Okay, oh okay.
Oh, that's mullet magic, baby.
Oh.
Shit.
- Did you like that?
Yeah.
- You gotta pee?
Well don't do it here.
- Do you think I could grow a mullet on my pubes?
- God fuckin' bless you, Gil.
Girl.
- So, why after all of that,
would you be wasting your skills as a nurse here?
Seems like, to me, you're running from something.
Or someone.
- Let's just say,
when you're in a relationship with your boss,
it casts a dark shadow over someone with a career like mine
and when said boss fails to let you know that he's married,
yeah.
- Then you just move locations,
you don't take the cheapest paying lob,
watching a bunch of kids.
What the fuck is that?
- Yeah, they seem a little rough around the edges at times,
but they're really good kids.
- Well, to us, society's misfits.
Good morning, sweet cheeks.
Now you're just teasing me.
- Rough night?
- Oh, I was just being a lion tamer.
- What's up her ass?
- Miss hemsgrove.
Mr. Gil.
- Missing somebody?
- You know, I've not seen will or court this morning.
- That's funny, I didn't hear 'em come in last night either.
- You apparently wouldn't have heard shit after all this...
- Anyways, he didn't sneak into your guy's bunk last night,
did he?
I told them to stay close.
- I'm sure they're fine.
I'll go look for them in a minute.
I'm sure they just uh, passed out after their walk.
- Anyone of you know how much
a fully grown brown bear weighs?
About 500 pounds.
Please tell me you're joking.
- Nope.
But do I think something happened?
Not really.
But it's something that needs to be on all of your minds
if you decide to trek out into the woods alone.
- Well uh, I'll make sure to keep that in mind,
but do we, by chance have, like,
a rifle on site, or something, just in case?
Forgot, ex-con.
- Tell you what, Chuck,
why don't you use your winning personality
if you run into wildlife?
It should be a solid deterrent.
- By the way, you smell like Mason's dick.
- Oh, better than smelling like loneliness and depression.
Help me, help me!
Help me!
- Hey, hey, whoa whoa whoa! - Let go of me!
Easy, easy.
- Let me go! - Chill!
- You don't understand, it's out there!
My friends, they're all...
Jesus Gil,
are you okay?
- God. - Come help me.
Get him up.
Somebody get her up and let's get her to the med-bed.
Who the fuck is this bitch?
You're taking grandpa, I'll carry her.
Jesus.
- Will!
Will, where are you?
- She's so bloody.
Laceration on her forehead,
laceration on left thigh.
- You okay?
Yeah, just a little unexpected is all.
- Are you okay?
I'll be fine.
What the hell happened to her?
- Courtney!
Will!
Was that roast beef an all-night buffet?
- She's stable for now.
Let's check back on her in a few hours.
- Afew hours?
What the fuck did you hit her with?
A sedative.
- Okay, so what do we do now?
I think it's time to make that call.
Agreed.
- Tash, can you go and get the sat. Phone?
You two, I want everyone back at this camp before sunset,
no more wandering around.
Go get Charlie, look for will and Courtney,
bring 'em back here to the nurse's station.
- What the fuck?
Jesus fucking Christ.
Oh shit.
I guess we're doing this.
- You all right?
- I don't know, just something's not right.
- Other than the obvious?
Maybe I'm being paranoid, but
She comes running out of nowhere,
damn near ferrel,
talking about something being out in the woods.
- We're about 50 miles away from the nearest civilization,
it's not really painting a...
- Gil, you might wanna come look at this.
- What now?
Clean up, you look like shit.
I'll figure out what's going on.
Oh shit.
What the fuck?
- You okay?
- Yeah, my ankle still hurts a bit.
- Let me see.
Oh yeah, definitely a sprain.
Sorry.
- Um, you're fine.
You think you could get my shoulders instead?
I just feel so tense.
- Yeah, sure.
You don't feel that tense.
- Let me ask you something.
- Go for it.
- Why Tasha?
- What?
- You and Tasha, I don't get it.
- Miles, it's not like we're...
- There's nothing special about her
and there's nothing that she can do that I can't.
Or better.
- Miles look, there's just nothing here between you and I.
I mean...
- There could be.
No, Miley,
we are in two different leagues.
You need a good guy and I am not a good guy.
- Maybe I don't want a good guy.
And I don't want you.
I'm sorry.
- Fine, have fun with your cum guzzling gutter slut!
- What did you do now?
Where the fuck am I?
- Stay down. - Who the fuck are you?
I'm nurse Vanessa hemsgrove.
You're at pine hills camp.
Ow!
- Gil, give her some space.
Bitch, would you stop hitting me?
What did you hit me with?
- A sedative.
The effects have not worn off yet.
I promise, no one's gonna hurt you.
What happened?
Bitch just went in with a hair trigger.
- Sorry. - Jesus.
Can you tell me your name?
- Jane.
Oh, I swear to god,
if you say your last name is Doe...
- Fuck off.
What are you doing out here, Jane?
- We were on vacation.
My friends and I were camping.
Something,
something attacked us.
There's something in the woods.
- Whoa whoa whoa, sit.
- What kind of something?
- I don't know, some animal, a monster.
- What the hell are you talking about, what monster?
- It hunted us down.
It killed my friends.
It killed,
Alex.
I need to know exactly what happened,
are there others out there?
- They're dead, they're all dead.
Gil, we've gotta call somebody.
Where's the sat. Phone?
- Smashed.
- I don't know how... - What?
- It's a no go.
Oh my god, will, Courtney, Charlie?
- Nobody's come back yet.
- God, what is going on?
Hell if I know.
- There are people missing.
She shows up, talking about her friends
are being killed by some monster?
I really don't think she's the most reliable source
of information right now, Vanessa.
Even so, I have three counselors missing
and after what I've seen the past few hours...
What are you talking about now?
- Come look at this.
- The fuck is that?
- I don't know, but it came out of Jane's leg.
- She's sick, contagious?
- I don't know.
- No bullshit, what is that all overyou?
- Pick a friend.
- Let's hear about this monster of yours.
-Tasha?
Just go away, okay?
You were right,
I'm not a gazelle, I'm just a fucking elephant.
Tasha?
- That's the last thing I remember.
I woke up, heard some not-too-friendly shit in the woods,
stumbled up on you people, and here we are.
No, I call bullshit, it's gotta be bullshit.
- But you said you killed the thing, though, right?
As far as I know.
There wasn't much left.
- Gil?
- I'll start the car.
- Whoa whoa whoa whoa, what?
You don't actually believe this horseshit, do you?
- Listen, Abercrombie, you wanna hang around here,
be my guest.
- What about the others,
we're just gonna fuckin' take off and leave 'em?
- Mason's right, Gil, I'm not leaving those kids out there.
We gotta go find them.
- So we go out there and risk something
happening to all of us?
I am with Gil, I say we hightail it the fuck outta here.
- And what if it was you?
- If I was stupid enough to go out there alone,
I'd expect you to spill one for your homey
and get the fuck outta dodge.
- Bitch.
- Hey, don't sit there and act like
you'd be all heroic for me if I was the one out there.
- You can't go out there.
If there are more of those out there, believe me,
your friends are more than likely dead.
Well, I'm not gonna sit here
and listen to this horseshit anymore.
There are no goddamn monsters out here
and I'm not gonna bolt all because some crack whore
decided she was gonna run into camp
and tell us all about her friends
that got killed by some Gil-man.
- Actually, they were ripped apan.
- Vanessa.
- Gil, please.
- Goddamn it, all right, fine,
Vanessa and I will go look for the others,
you guys stay here in case they come back.
- Nice try, handsome, but I'm not staying here.
- Didn't you just say it was smarter not to go out there?
And I still stand by that.
However, I'd be more comfortable with you out there
than stuck here.
Where's Miley?
- Last I saw her, she was headed towards the bathhouse.
- Can you please go get her?
The last thing we need is to be separated right now.
I'm gonna go get some more supplies
in case anybody else gets hurt.
- I don't think a bandaid's gonna cure
what's more than likely happened to them.
- Our thoughts stay positive, please.
Stay with her.
- I guess I'm gonna get flashlights.
- Sorry about the whole crack whore jab.
Jesus, will, where the hell have you guys been?
Will?
Oh my god.
Oh no, please, no!
Oh my god, oh my god.
Oh my god.
Holy shit.
Oh my god, what is happening?
Miley.
Miley?
What the fuck!?
Vanessa!
Jesus fucking Christ.
Yeah, he's dead.
- Oh no shit, I couldn't tell from the scissors
sticking out of his fucking head.
Whatever happened to will
has happened to the others out there.
- And what, exactly, is that?
- Eh, yeah we're still working on it.
- It attaches itself to the host and causes severe mutation.
Fuck.
- However, without the host being active,
the parasite can't thrive.
- And there's no way to save the host?
- With this severe of a mutation, I don't think so.
- So what happens to the parasite?
- Whoa, they did not like that.
Oh my god!
- Get the window!
Hey!
- What the fuck's wrong with them?
What was that?
- I don't know, and at this point, I don't care.
Just help me.
Gil,
this isn't normal.
I don't think that constitutes as normal, tonight.
- Look at this.
What am I looking for?
- His heart, he was still changing.
It's filled with puncture wounds and holes.
Whatever that thing was
was filling him full of hormones and adrenaline.
- That's what the fuck that as throwing me around
like a rag doll.
- Yeah, but there's more to it than that.
- What do you mean?
- Well think about it for a second,
What's the heart do?
Pumps blood.
It was feeding oxygen and blood into his body.
- Okay. - Well,
what was that thing gunning toward
when it come out of his mouth?
Tasha?
- What about me?
- It also feeds blood into certain areas of the body.
- Oh.
Okay.
- Yeah, which is how it spreads,
it takes over the entire reproductive system,
pumps an excessive amount of adrenaline,
hormones into the body,
overpowers it's prey and infects them.
- Ew.
- So what you're saying is this thing has a source,
like a patient zero?
- I don't know.
That's about all I got at this point.
- Shh.
Listen.
Bowman!
Fuck, I gotta go get him.
- You can't go out there.
- Not gonna let him fuckin' die.
- This outta put you away for a couple years.
Eh, just be safe.
Yeah, there's
Whoa, whoa whoa whoa whoa.
- Get your hands up, Gil.
- Bowman, calm down.
- Get your hands up, you fucking convict.
- Bowman, you gotta listen to me, man,
calm down, there's some fucked up shit happening tonight...
- I don't wanna hear it.
- What the fuck are you doing?
You're fucking planting evidence?
- I don't wanna fucking hear it.
I figure some asshole like you got it coming,
you never fucking learn.
Now get your fuckin' ass over here,
put your hands on the table now.
- Don't have time for this...
Put your goddamn hands on the table, Gil!
- Shit has went down... - Put your goddamn,
fucking hands on the fucking table, you son of a bitch.
Fuck huh?
Your fucking mouth, goddamn it.
I've had enough of your shit, Gil.
- You're making a fucking mistake, man...
- Keep walking to the door, asshole,
- walk to the fucking door. - Goddamn it.
- Fucking dip-shit, mayberry ass, mother fucker.
Shut your fucking pie hole, keep walking.
- Oh no, why is he taking him?
- Uh, we have to go explain.
How do you feel now, tough guy, huh...
Fuck you, bowman.
Piece of shit.
- Just fuckin'... - Shut your fuckin' mouth!
Oh, you are so making a fucking mistake.
Oh, am I really?
Am I really making a mistake?
Huh?
You're going to jail, creep.
Huh, you wanna fuck around, you've gotta...
Stop, it's not...
- Everybody calm the fuck down, goddamn it.
Do you know what's happening right now?
What's happening right now?
Shut the fuck up.
- The fuck? - Oh shit.
- Oh fuck!
Let me in!
You spineless prick!
- Are you okay?
- Keys keys keys!
Go go go go go go, go go go.
- What are they doing?
Why did they stop?
- I don't know.
- Shit.
- Damn it.
- They were everywhere.
- Five years in the pen,
the closest thing to getting laid I'm gonna get
is tongue fucked to death these goddamn things.
- Hey, my offer still stands,
but if you get us out of here alive,
I'm throwing anal in the deal.
- Goddamn killer sex sauce!
Shit!
Oh come on.
Oh shit!
Oh.
Hey hey, come on, kid, wake up.
Come on.
Fuck.
Oh fuck.
You okay?
- Yeah.
I think I, I told you something was way fuckin' bad, still.
Duly noted.
It's after Tash, we've gotta go after it.
- How do you even know she's still alive?
Call it a hunch.
- Is there anything useful in there?
We'll see.
That work?
- Yeah.
Vacation's over.
Time to get to work.
Hey whoa whoa whoa.
- What the fuck is that?
Hold this.
They're coming.
Fuck, Jesus fucking Christ.
No, stop.
Let me go.
- Is anal still worth it?
Yeah.
Pussy.
Hey, what's that?
That's dynamite.
It's better than a wrench.
What the fuck?
Jane.
She's still breathing.
What the fuck is going on?
What's wrong with her?
Who is that?
What's with the bitch on the wall?
- That's Meg.
And this is Alex.
She is,
Was my girlfriend.
Alex, come on, wake up, please don't go.
Please don't leave me.
Alex, come on.
Come on!
We just wanted to get away for the weekend.
Please don't, I'm sorry.
I love you.
Whoa.
Gil, come on.
Tash.
Come on, come on, kid.
Fuck.
Uh, 53e, take one.
Let's take one again,
you have the right to remain without clothes.
Well fuck, there goes the wig.
- 500,000.
Actually, reset from the top.
Goddamn, you're ruining my boner, t.J.
Hold on,
I wanna rest on this for just a little bit longer, okay?
He's going limp, dude, come on.
Action.
That's what you get, that's Karma.
I went to slam into the door
and I just wasn't...
Good thing you didn't have, like, those scissors.
Yeah, don't run with scissors.
Can he stay there and we use that?
You like this mullet, yeah you do.
Oh.
- Shit, Jesus, Gil are you okay?
Oh fucking bitch, got my leg
- Who is that?
Is your dick out of place?
Oh my god.
That was my line.
- Someone as knowledgeable and handy as you are,
I'm sure you know exactly what to do with those hands.
Don't you?
That was,
Blew your load a little early, didn't ya?
Yeah.
Oh shit!
Gil, are you okay?
- Charlie's got mahogany.
Dude, it was like 10 seconds.
Can't help it, it's human nature.
- I couldn't get it.
I'm trying.
Let me in!
It flew right in my eye.
- Now Charlie, don't be a sore loser, Charlie.
- Sorry Charlie.
That hurt.
Was that good for you?
My butt hole hurts.
- Where are they?
-Jane?