[ominous music playing]
[woman 1] The first one never forgives you.
You don't have kids, so you don't know.
They hold it against you forever.
Come on.
[man] Let her talk, Fred.
[woman 1] It's true, Freddy. You just don't realize it.
Okay.
[woman 1] For their whole lives, they're the sun,
and everything revolves around them.
And then one day,
you bring their baby brother home from the hospital,
and in that instant…
-Am I right, Freddy? -Hmm?
They learn in that moment that they are just another planet.
But what they don't realize is
it's their mom.
She's the sun.
They just spin around her…
forever wondering which one is closer.
-Right, Sonny? -[Sonny] You're right, Mom.
[clicks tongue] Ah.
But Freddy will always be my baby.
He's a good boy.
Sonny was a big baby.
You wouldn't know it, looking at him. Very large.
Biggest you ever saw.
[chuckles]
Oh.
Kids.
-[chuckles] -[banging on door]
-[Anna] Help! Let us in! Is anyone there? -[Sonny] Fred. Fred, don't touch!
-[Anna] It's coming! Help! -Fuck! Fred!
-Don't touch that fucking door! -[Anna screaming]
Help! Let us in! Let us in! Help!
-[Freddy] It's a girl. -Open the door!
-Open it! -[Anna] Open the door! Help!
[gun fires]
-Open the door! -Open the door!
Mom!
[zombie shrieking]
[panting]
[banging on door]
Thank you.
Our pleasure.
Can I help you with your stuff?
We got it. Thanks.
Are you sure you're okay?
Yeah.
All right.
Well… [clears throat] We have a fire. Come and get warm.
[banging continues]
[zombie grunting]
Hungry?
[Rose] We're okay, actually.
[Mom] You seem okay.
That's good. That's very good.
[Rose] We're fine.
[Mom] Good.
[rubbing hands]
Where you coming from?
The city.
Where are you headed?
[Rose] North…
ish.
Like the rest of us.
[sniffles]
Been here awhile?
Nah, not so long.
[groans] This thing itches like a son of a bitch.
Present company excepted.
You don't have any cream on you, do you?
No.
No, I didn't think so.
You'd think somewhere in this house…
Nothing!
I can't be sure. We've only been here for a couple of weeks.
People this rich don't take everything with them.
You're welcome to look around.
No, I think we're just fine here.
Freddy can go.
Lucky to be inside.
Can't survive out there.
[Sonny] Yeah, no shit. That's why everyone keeps knocking on the fucking door.
Like you guys?
[Sonny] Yeah. Like us. We were freezing our fucking asses off.
-My mom was cold. -And we let you in.
You let?
That's right.
And you're here now, right?
Everybody's warm.
Yeah.
We're here now,
and everybody's warm…
for now.
[footsteps approaching]
I couldn't find anything, Mom.
[Mom] No, of course you couldn't, sweetheart.
So when is the next time you are talking to him?
Um, we're not sure.
[Mom] Don't you talk about it?
Make some kind of a plan?
Yes, but it's not so simple.
[Sonny] Why not?
Because we don't always have a clear connection.
What?
[man] You know, sometimes we lose communication.
It's not perfect.
They've got a radio.
[woman] It's a ham radio. Mark and I brought it.
-Have you talked to the plane? -Yeah.
-They know the pilot. -Fuck, Fred.
What? What?
You've spoken.
Your story keeps fucking changing, man.
[laughs]
When's it come next?
I'm not sure.
[scoffs] They're never sure.
-It's very curious. -Because we're not.
No, of course. Nobody knows anything.
[Sonny] They know.
[Mark] You don't know what you're talking about.
Then tell me.
I told you, there's crates out there. We can get--
So let's go! My mom's itchy. We need stuff.
[Rose] Supplies?
Yes.
We were just about to go on a run but, uh…
Then you guys showed up.
-[laughs] -But you can now, right?
Nothing's stopping you.
Well, light's getting low.
Makes everything icy.
You have a vehicle?
You have a couple of hours.
[sighs]
It could be worth it.
Or we can make it through the night, and you go tomorrow.
[Mark] I mean, I can, uh…
go alone and bring back what I can.
[Mom] Yeah, make sure you bring food.
Medicine. Antibiotics would be good.
I don't know what'll be there.
I say you go.
[Sonny] Just a minute. Just a minute.
So you're gonna go out in the woods, right?
And get these boxes that are just filled with supplies?
Yeah.
You want me to or not?
I don't know. Something's a little funny about what you're doing.
Make up your mind.
I'm thinking.
Where's the bathroom?
Upstairs.
I'll go with you.
It's fine.
[wind whooshing]
[door closes]
[Anna urinating]
[suspenseful music playing]
[breathing heavily]
[door opens]
-[Mark] Yes, but-- -[woman] We're not sure.
[Sonny] Why not?
[Mom] They have to respond!
-[Sonny] What? -[Mark] Look.
I need to get there and back before it's dark.
-You wanna let him go by himself? -You wanna send one of your boys with him?
[Sonny] Freddy'll go.
No. We're staying here.
[sucking teeth]
Why don't you go help him?
I need to stay here.
You're playing fucking cards. Go help.
I'm fine right here.
I think you should go help.
Mom!
Honestly, a passenger will just slow me down.
What are you playing?
It's complicated.
Can I play?
[Anna] You can try.
Okay.
One is past. One is present. One is future.
It's a little like Hearts. You take tricks.
-[Anna] Future. -[Rose] Past.
-Get it? -Yeah.
[Freddy] Uh, present.
No, you can't play that card. You have to play your highest card first.
Oh. Okay. Very well.
-No, you can't play that. -I can't.
-Because you forfeit to the next round. -Okay.
Past.
Present.
Future.
[laughs] That's not it at all.
[Rose] All right, look, it's like Black Jack, right?
So you just line the cards up,
and you add them up.
Uh, I don't get it.
You wanna try again?
No.
You sure?
How do you smell so good?
[footsteps approaching]
[tapping cards]
All clear, kiddo.
-[playing piano note] -[cocking gun]
[exhales]
[chuckles]
[sniffling]
[door closes]
[wind whooshing]
[distant growling]
[breathing heavily]
[zombie growling, banging door]
[grunts]
[banging continues]
[engine cranking]
[banging on door]
[engine starts]
[gasps]
Hey! Hey!
Fuck.
[banging on door]
[zombie growling]
[gasps]
[screaming]
[snowmobile revving]
[grunting]
[ominous music playing]
[Mom] Let's have it.
You all right?
Put your coat on.
Anna, put your coat on.
-You're gonna get cold. -I'm fine.
I'm warm.
[Sonny] What the fuck are you guys doing?
It's gonna get cold.
We're making a sweater.
[Freddy chuckles]
What?
-What the fuck are you doing? -[Mom] Hey!
Getting dinner.
You gonna share?
Yes.
[Freddy] Thank you.
Why are they getting more than us?
We're all gonna have more food soon.
So where is he?
Takes longer in the dark.
He'll be back soon.
Will he? Maybe he's not coming back.
He's coming back.
So certain.
Yeah, what's up with that?
You guys got a posse out there? They gonna come back and get us?
It's just been us.
Maybe he went to get help
and come kick us back out into the snow.
Hey! Hey!
-Was there really any supplies? -Well, he's coming back.
Why the fuck wouldn't he come back?
[scoffs]
Wasn't talking to you.
Okay.
Look, we're all a little tired and hungry.
What?
Let's just… Everybody just settle down.
Right.
-Please don't point that at me. -Why not?
Because I don't like it.
Please. Stop.
[Sonny] I'll stop if you stop.
-Stop what? -[Sonny] Stop lying.
I'm not.
Maybe it's her turn.
[stammers] For what?
[Sonny] To lose someone.
Oh, shut up, Sonny.
You think I haven't?
Sit down.
[plane engine buzzing]
That's him.
-Call him! -I have.
-[Sonny] Call him again! -He calls us. That's the rule.
-Break the rule! -[woman] I think that's unwise.
You think? 'Cause I think it's wise!
-Okay, relax! -Call him! Call him.
Okay! Okay!
Freddy.
[Freddy] I'll follow you up.
[radio static]
Delta Sierra 3 Whiskey Sierra, this is Rhonda. I repeat, this is Rhonda.
Where are you? Can you hear me?
[radio static]
-What are you doing? No! No! -Just--
No, the pilot knows this frequency. Don't touch anything!
[sighs]
Delta Sierra 3 Whiskey Sierra.
Mark! Can you hear me?
[Freddy] You wanna just give it a minute and try again?
Yeah.
[sighs]
I can't. It's gotta be tough.
-[Freddy] What do you mean? -With your brother.
I mean, it can't be-- You know, for you.
[Freddy] Why?
I mean, it can't be easy.
[Freddy] Nah.
It's fine. Whatever.
I know.
I had a younger sister.
Different rules.
[Freddy] Yep.
How'd your mom get that rash, anyways?
Ah, nerves, I think.
I get that.
-Last couple of weeks, you know? -I do.
Family is important.
You're lucky.
I know.
[switches on flashlight]
[sighs]
It's hard
being good.
I'm not good.
Yeah, well, nobody is anymore, so…
[Sonny] You guys have a nice chit-chat?
-[Rhonda] We were just giving it a minute. -Minute's up. Call again.
-[switches radio on] -[radio static]
Delta Sierra 3 Whiskey Sierra.
Do you hear me?
-Make it work. -I ca--
I can't just make it work.
They have to respond.
Fuck it, let's go.
Let's go!
Let's go! Come on! Get some fucking hustle!
No. I put my ax right here!
-What you mean you put your ax there? -Just what I said. I put it right here.
-Bullshit! -No, I swear. I swear. You saw me.
I…
Let's go! Let's go!
[footsteps descending]
Mom, can I talk to you?
One of you boys, go get some more wood for this fire.
She looks fast.
Why doesn't she go?
-Absolutely not. -[Sonny] Why not?
You haven't done shit for the group. Just eat our food.
There's no fucking way she's going outside.
[Mom] She looks tough.
You're tough, aren't you, girl?
I think your idea to send one of the boys was a good one.
They're strong, adult men.
Strong, adult men don't last long out here.
Freddy,
get your coat on.
[sighs] It's Sonny's turn, though.
Get your coat on.
[unlocks door]
[wind whooshing]
[twigs snapping]
[gasps]
[rustling]
[breathing heavily]
[distant growling]
Let me in!
Sonny! Sonny, let me in!
[panting] Please! Sonny!
-[Sonny] Fred, you got the wood? -[Freddy] No!
-[Sonny] Get the fucking wood, Fred! -[Freddy] Fuck, Sonny!
[panting]
[distant growling]
[growling]
[grunting]
[growling]
[grunting]
[ominous music playing]
[grunting]
[Rhonda continues grunting, pounding]
Ax would be useful.
Where the hell did it go?
Did you take it? Hmm?
And that fucking snowmobile guy.
Where the fuck? [chuckles]
He run off?
Leave his little lady here to fend for herself?
Is that what the world's come to? Fuck.
And fucking Freddy, Ma.
Can't do anything right. Ever.
Fucking ever. All right, Ma?
[Rhonda] You're wasting your energy.
You think?
That's interesting.
Where's the fucking ax?
[shouting] Where's the fucking ax?
What the fuck are you two doing?
See, I can feel it.
Oh, I can. You're doing something.
[woman gasps]
Oh!
[all coughing]
What the fuck was that? What the fuck was that?
Shut up. Or I'll send you out to find your brother.
-[Sonny] Ma! -Shut the fuck up.
I think you should go check the radio again.
Yeah. I agree.
Alone!
Sit the fuck down.
[breathing heavily]
It's going to be all right. Freddy's going to be back soon.
You are both
so useless.
[sniffles]
[gun cocks]
[radio static]
[man speaking indistinctly on radio]
[Sonny] What does that mean?
[Rhonda] I was trying to find our guy. [sniffles]
[Sonny] No.
No, you were talking to somebody. Who was it?
I don't know.
-What do you mean, you don't know? -It was somebody else.
Bullshit! Who the fuck were you talking to?
I don't know!
-Where's the fucking pilot? -I don't know!
[gasping]
What the fuck are you three planning?
I'm just trying to survive.
[gun fires]
[Rhonda choking]
-[growling] -[gun cocking]
[Sonny] Fuck!
[Mom] Sonny!
Sonny, no!
[zombie shrieking]
Let's roll, bitch!
[yells]
[Mom] Hey, bitch!
Oh shit!
[growling]
No!
[screaming] No!
[growling]
-[yelling] -[zombie grunts]
[Rose] Clear!
-[growling] -[gun fires]
[gun fires]
Oh. Oh.
[panting]
[wind whooshing]
[ominous music playing]
[sniffles] Here.
I need you to eat.
[suspenseful music playing]
[man speaking indistinctly on radio]
[man continues speaking]
[Sonny] Hi, I can hear you.
Hi! I can--
Hi, I can hear you! Do you read me?
Delta… Ah fuck. Delta Sierra T…
Hi.
Please. We need your help! Help us!
I can hear you! I can-- I can hear--
[banging]
[grunts]
Fuck! Fuck!
[bangs table]
[metal object clatters on floor]
[Mom] You know. Where are they? What have you done? What have you done?
[Rose] I don't know.
[Mom] You're lying.
[Rose] You're losing your mind. They're gone.
[Mom] You've taken them, haven't you? You've taken them. Where are they?
[Rose] Back up.
-What have you done with them? -[Sonny] Mom, what's wrong?
-You took-- -What are you talking about?
-[Sonny] What's wrong? -The rations are gone!
[guns firing]
Don't look, baby. Don't look.
[breathing heavily]
It's okay. It's okay. Don't look. Don't look, okay?
Hey. Hey.
I'm fine.
I know you are.
I know.
[Rose sniffling]
[Rose breathing heavily]
[sniffles]
Drink it. [sniffling]
Take another sip.
[ominous music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
[suspense music playing]
[music intensifies]
[dark electronic music playing]