(tense eerie music)
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(crows cawing)
(steam hissing) (faucet dripping)
(tense eerie music)
- What's going on?
- Time to become famous.
- You're really making a big mistake.
You have any clue who I am?
All I have to do is make a-
- Shut the fuck up!
All you South Philly Italian guys
swear you in the goddamn mob.
(tense eerie music)
Look.
We've been paying you a lot of money
to market us on social media,
but it just...
It just seems like we're the only ones doing any work!
- What are you talking about?
I've been doing everything I can for you guys!
- What, you think we just like to burn our money?
(tense eerie music)
- I've told you, you have to work on your quality.
Spend more money on studio time, vocal lessons!
Find a decent-
- Bullshit!
You do nothing but put us on a back burner to everyone else!
- That is not true!
(tense eerie music)
- That garbage rock band you got from Jersey.
(tense eerie music)
Them skinny jeans wearing fuckboy rappers from South Street.
And that corny-ass cunt.
What a little chipmunk voice.
♪ You remember when we ran on the beach ♪
♪ You remember when we ran on the beach! ♪
Huh!
(Tiffany laughs)
Get the fuck outta here with that shit!
(tense eerie music)
- My other clients work hard and they sacrifice,
and they listen to me.
The same I do for them is the same I do for you.
But you insisted on putting all of your money
into social media promotion!
To have a presence, you first have to have material!
You have to have...
(tense eerie music)
Talent.
(loud thwack)
(Frank grunts)
(Frank groans)
- Me alone is the material.
They're gonna write books and make movies about it.
Everybody wants a piece of this.
And you so goddamn jealous!
It's disgusting.
You can't even like or share
any of our fucking posts on Facebook.
(tense eerie music)
- Tiffany, please.
If you just let me go,
we can forget all about this and work something out.
- Oh.
We've already worked something out.
(Tiffany laughs)
- This is crazy.
This is absolutely insane!
(tense eerie music)
What the hell are you doing?
- What the hell are we doing?
To hell with you, Frank.
That's what we're doing.
(Frank exclaiming)
(Frank whimpering)
(Frank screaming)
(jerrycan clatters)
(Frank whimpering) (tense eerie music)
- Sacrifice.
Right, Frankie?
(tense eerie music)
Well, consider this...
Our sacrifice.
(Frank whimpering)
You're fired.
(Frank screaming) (flames roaring)
- Fucking burn in hell, motherfucker.
(Frank screaming)
(Tiffany laughing)
(Frank screaming) (flames roaring)
(screams echoing)
(quiet whining)
(soft squelch)
- I'ma take Frank's car, you follow me in my truck.
- We gotta make this fast.
- Relax.
They'll never find us.
Even if they did, it wouldn't matter.
We'll already be famous by then.
(crows cawing)
(car revving loudly)
(tyres screeching)
(upbeat trap music)
(flies buzzing)
(car engine purring)
(Frank's screams echoing)
(notification dings)
(dog barking)
(notification dings) (Frank's screams echoing)
(eerie music)
(car engine purring)
(notification dings) (Tiffany squeals excitedly)
(eerie music)
(horn honking) (man yelling)
- Watch where the fuck you're going!
- Are you serious?
What the hell's wrong with you?
(henchman chortles)
(notification dings)
(car engine revs loudly)
(camera shutters snapping)
(car engine purrs)
(Frank's screams echoing)
(car engine purring)
(Frank's screams echoing)
(notification dings)
(Frank's screams echoing)
(notification dings)
(eerie music)
(notification dings)
(eerie music)
(loud thud)
(tyres screeching)
(quiet ringing)
(tense music)
(sombre music)
(Tiffany laughs weakly)
(sombre music)
(notification dings)
- Hey, guys.
My name is Jay Jameson, filmmaking student 35192,
and this is my dissertation film.
Wooh.
If you know me, you know I love proper real-life drama,
so I decided to make this documentary style
and film my friends.
I recently found out that they have some secrets
that they need to be held accountable for,
so expect a few plot twists along the way.
And I know this might make me look sly or whatever,
but if shit's gonna blow up,
I might as well get a good grade for it.
You can't beat real life drama.
Come on, you said you'd be nice.
- I said I'd be helpful.
- Yeah. (Chloe laughs)
- Mate, why are you filming this?
- [Jay] Just a bit of fun for uni.
Megs, what are we doing today?
- We're sailing Alfie's uncle's boat back to London.
- You don't sail in that rowboat, you're cruise in it.
- [Jay] And don't sound so scared.
- I am scared!
The guy's been missing for like three days.
- He's not missing.
- How are you not more worried about this?
- My uncle's a joker.
He's probably out there shacked up with some bird.
- Or something happened to him in the tunnel.
- Oh, Megs enough with that legend shit.
- It's not shit, it's real!
- Who said it's real?
- My nan's hairdresser.
(Jay laughing) - Fuck's sake!
- [Megs] How did the boat even get here?
- [Jay] Alfie said that the lotkeeper found it.
Moored it up.
Nice boat. - Oy!
Baz!
Watch your heads!
- Imagine. - Oh, it stinks!
- Baz!
- Oh my God. Get a load of this!
- Ooh!
- Get this off my face!
Get this off my fucking face!
Dick! - Told you that my uncle
has some dirty secrets.
- [Jay] Hello?
Anybody?
Nope.
That is nasty.
What the hell is that?
Fucking hell.
(Alfie screams loudly) Ah! Fuck off, man.
(Alfie laughs)
I fuckin' hate ya. - Shoulda seen his face, Megs.
- [Jay] Fucking fuck, man.
My fucking heart. (laughs)
- [Megs] It just doesn't make sense.
- [Chloe] What doesn't?
- [Megs] Why Uncle Baz's boat is floating
in the middle of the canal by itself?
- [Alfie] Maybe he just forgot to tie it on.
- [Chloe] Or...
Maybe the woman he was boning bumped him off.
- [Megs] How can you guys joke about this?
It's a serious situation.
- He's probably gonna bowl in any second now
with a bacon butty.
It's hardly serious. - Ugh.
- [Jay] Bacon butty, yeah? Like this one?
Mm! - Yeah.
Just like that one, bruv.
- [Jay] Yeah, that's a maggot.
- [Alfie] Yeah, have a bite, bruv.
- [Jay] Yeah? What about this bit?
Hey! Open up, open up! (Alfie retching)
- Up here's the stern.
This is the tiller,
which is like the steering wheel without the wheel part.
- [Jay] Which part of zee boat is zee poop deck?
- You're standing on it, mate.
- [Jay] Oh, shit.
(Jay chuckles)
What?
- You're so children.
- Okay! - Okay, we got it!
- Show's on the road! - After the fourth try!
- Let's get a move on, people.
- [Jay] Hi, extreme close up.
Welcome to film school. - Hi, guys.
- Say hi to everyone and class.
- Hi, everyone. - Very nice.
Say hi, say hi.
- Hola.
- [Jay] Say, "Shout out, John."
- Shout out, John! - That's my teacher, man.
And hello.
It's a camera. Pose up, you love it.
- We want an A, John. - No, but I'm getting bored.
I'm getting hungry.
When are we eating? Can we eat?
- [Jay] Oh, look at the poses.
- You gonna post some of these?
- I'll post them if you want.
- Okay, right. Let me get you lot.
- Yeah?
All right.
Well, don't drop it.
- I'm coming for you two.
- Hold it properly with two hands.
- [Chloe] Oh, yeah, sure, I've got it.
Okay. Show me some romance.
You're supposed to be in love.
Okay, yeah, you're boring me.
Just take it.
- Cheers.
- [Alfie] Here we go.
Approaching the legendary Older Brick Tunnel, guys.
- [Jay] Ooh.
- How long does it take to get through the tunnel?
- I don't know, like, five minutes.
- I don't think I can do this.
- It's fine, we'll be through in no time.
- Can you pull the boat over?
- What? - Can you pull the boat
over to the side? - No, Megs!
What are you doing! - No, I'm scared!
I can't do this! I can't do it!
- [Jay] Babe, it's gonna be fine. Just chill.
- I want to get off! - It's just a tunnel.
It's a tunnel, babe. - No, it's not!
- Just breathe.
- Should have left this fucking-
- Stop being such a pussy.
And don't touch my tiller.
(Chloe laughs)
- Is that a euphemism, yeah?
- [Alfie] All right, ladies and gentlemen.
Legs and arms inside the vehicle at all times.
- [Chloe] It does look kind of dark though.
- [Megs] Does it have lights?
- That kind of smells.
Kind of smells.
And it's dripping.
- [Jay] This is mad.
Look at that.
- [Megs] Guys, I wanna get off.
- [Alfie] Just breathe, Megs.
- [Jay] Okay, just breathe. Breathe.
- Oy. - You're okay, you're okay.
You're all right.
- [Megs] I really can't breathe.
- [Jay] Anyone else can't see a thing?
- Oh my God! - Ooh!
Yo, turn the lights on or something, man.
- [Jay] Yeah, yeah, let me see, let me see.
- [Chloe] Wait, hold on, hold on.
(Megs yelps)
- Fuck! (Jay laughs)
You dick!
So mean to me!
- See, it's a laugh, isn't it?
- [Jay] Yeah, it's gnarly.
Sorry, I couldn't help myself.
All right. - Turn the lights on
if you can, mate. - Yeah, that's the goal.
- [Alfie] Through the archway, to the lights.
- [Jay] Yup.
- Go. - The light's not...
The light's not working.
- See if there's any torches at the back.
I think there's some in the bedroom.
- Okay.
Chlo? (indistinct)
Chlo?
What you doing?
- Alf said to get some torches.
- And what's that behind your back?
- I don't know, it's the last thing I touched
before you jumped into the room like a maniac.
- Gimme.
- I'll try the bedroom.
(Jay whistles)
- [Jay] Creepy.
- [Alfie] Can we talk about it now or not?
- [Megs] No, we can't talk about this right now!
- [Alfie] We can talk about it 'cause I think we need to.
- [Megs] Well, we're not.
- We should.
(Megs gasps)
You all right, mate? You got them torches?
- [Jay] Nope.
- Has me thinking I'm good at discovering stuff.
- Come on in. - Okay. This will work.
- [Jay] Nice.
- Yay, someone of use.
(phone ringing)
- What's that?
- Whose phone's that? - It's not mine.
- [Jay] Well, hold that a sec.
(phone ringing)
(loud clattering) (phone ringing)
What the fuck?
(phone ringing) - It's a box.
- [Jay] Found a box!
(phone ringing)
- What's the fuck? - What, it's a what?
- What is it? - Phones.
You wanna come see this?
- [Chloe] Oh, we should put them back.
- Why he has so many phones? (phone ringing)
Fuck.
Yours? - What the fuck?
- Why did you uncle have so many phones?
- Should we answer it?
- No. - Yeah.
- [Chloe] I think you should leave it.
Does it say who's calling?
- It's a dude called Ha-
Hans? - Leave it.
Put it back. Leave his shit.
- Shh! - Speaker, speaker, speaker.
- [Chloe] Babe! Babe.
- Hello?
- [Hans] You didn't fulfil our agreement.
- Who's this? - This is Hans.
Who is this?
- This is Dave. - Where is Mr. Baz?
- Mr. Baz, he's on a dog walk at the moment.
Can I take a message? - His assistant was due
to delivers the cold wallet two days ago.
Where is it?
- Excuse me, do you mind if I just call you back
in like five, 10 minutes?
- No.
We fulfilled our part of the deal
by delivering the crypto key.
If we don't receive the cold wallet my midnight-
(audio crackling) - Hello?
Hello? - And one more thing.
If you think you can-(audio crackling)
- Signal's gone.
- You're joking.
- What shit is your uncle messed up in?
- I don't know.
That must be one of the guys
he sells car parts to or something.
- Then why is he talking about a cold wallet?
- What's a cold wallet?
- It's this small USB key thing
that stores cryptocurrency.
My mate had one to stop hackers from stealing his shit.
What? Give me that.
What was at USB you had earlier?
- [Alfie] You think he's got one?
- [Jay] Yeah.
Yo, where is it?
- Did you move it? - No.
- [Jay] Then where is it?
- How should I know?
(loud deep howling)
- Oh, what the fuck is that?
- Did we hit a wall?
Oh my God, the tunnel is gone!
- We're in it, you pleb!
- I can't see it! - What do you mean?
- The bricks. I can't see its brick.
- [Jay] Shit.
- Well, maybe it's just the legend!
- [Jay] She's not joking, man. Look.
- [Chloe] Shit.
- [Alfie] It's probably just a wide part of the tunnel.
- [Jay] How long we been in here?
- [Megs] 12 minutes!
- [Jay] You said it took five minutes
to sail through this thing.
- That's what it said on Google, man.
- Something isn't right.
- [Chloe] Let's just get out of here, yeah?
- All right, man.
Bunch of pussies, man.
The engine ain't starting. - What?
- [Jay] Try it again, come on.
- It's not starting, man.
- It's the tunnel. It's got us.
- [Jay] Maybe we're out of fuel.
- No, we had a full tank of gas before we left.
- I'm telling you, it's the tunnel!
- It's not the fucking tunnel, yeah?
- This is exactly what my nan said would happen!
- Megs, calm it, man.
- No, if you sail through the tunnel
and you're living a life of deceit,
it takes you and it kills you!
- That's bollocks! - Then why aren't we moving?
- [Jay] So who's lying then?
If the legend is true, then someone is clearly
lying about something.
Anyone want to volunteer a secret?
Megs? Alfie?
Do you two have anything to admit?
- Look, bro.
It was a one time thing, I'm sorry.
- [Jay] Don't fucking lie to me, man.
You're not sorry. - I'm sorry.
- [Jay] No, you're not fucking sorry.
If you were sorry, you wouldn't still be
trying to fuck my girlfriend.
- Jay!
- [Jay] How long?
- What's he talking about?
- [Jay] How long has this been going on for?
- There's nothing going on.
- [Jay] Don't lie to me.
(loud deep howling)
- That's the truth. - It's true,
I ended it three weeks ago.
- [Jay] Right, so where were you last Wednesday night?
And don't say shopping with your aunt
'cause I know it's bullshit.
- It's not bullshit!
- [Jay] Oh, so it's just a coincidence
that you go out with your aunt,
the person you never even fucking speak to
on the same night that he bunks off football?
- Yes.
- I told you, mate, I had the flu.
- Jay, please-
- [Jay] Don't touch me!
- It was a mistake!
You're at uni all the time and I-
I love you!
- [Jay] I don't believe you! (laughs)
- It's true, and I'm not lying about anything else!
(loud deep howling)
(Megs screams)
- Megs? - What the fuck!
- Megs! - Did you see her?
Megs! - Shit!
She just got flown up into the air, man!
- [Jay] Megs!
- [Alfie] Megs!
- [Jay] What the fuck!
- [Alfie] Fuck! Megs!
Megs!
- [Jay] Shit!
What the fuck!
- [Alfie] Megs!
- What the fuck is going on? - Megs!
- Megs! - Megs!
- What the fuck! - What the fuck, man!
She's dead, man. I know it-
- Will you stop saying that!
- Yo, if she could hear us, she'd be answering us!
- You know what, Alfie? Fuck you!
When we get off this boat, I'm never speaking to you again.
- Fine, good! - Megs!
- Saves me from dumping you.
- [Jay] Megs!
Oh, shit! - Megs!
Megs!
- [Jay] Why would the tunnel still take her
if she admitted the truth?
- I don't know.
Maybe it wasn't the only secret she had.
- [Jay] What do you mean?
- Maybe she was feeling low one night,
got together with a friend, drank too much wine,
and one thing led to another.
- [Jay] What the hell are you talking about?
- Give me your phone.
- No. - I need it.
I need to call police. - Use your own phone!
- I ain't got signal.
- If your phone's got no signal,
then what makes you think that mine has?
And what are the police gonna do for us?
- I don't know!
They're gonna help us phone Megs!
- [Jay] Or maybe we can make a call from the laptop.
- Where are you getting the laptop from, mate?
- [Jay] One in your uncle's office.
And it still has battery.
- The boat's got no electricity.
How you getting wifi?
- Maybe we can pick up a signal from outside.
What's your uncle's password?
- 1234.
- Seriously?
- He's got shit memory, man.
- This is a complete waste of time.
- And there's no wifi. - Surprise, surprise.
- What's that?
Is that your uncle?
- Yeah. What's he recording himself for?
- Well, maybe he's making an online dating video.
- No, he's not into any of that.
- We have to play it. - No.
- What do you mean no?
- What if it's some weird creepy porno thing?
I don't wanna see that.
- Who gives a fuck? - It could give us a clue
to where he is!
- Okay.
I don't know if this is gonna work,
but if I have to admit the truth to an actual person,
then maybe making this video
is the best thing that I can do.
I've been stealing crypto again.
You hear that!
Yeah, I've been stealing again!
I didn't mean to, but I needed the money, I was desperate.
It was the last resort. - Shit.
(loud deep howling)
- Look, if I don't make it out of here alive,
I just want my family to know that I love them.
And I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Especially Alfie.
Sorry I let you down, mate.
I'm sorry for dragging Chloe into this mess.
- What? - I only wanted-
- I don't know what he's talking about.
(loud deep howling)
- Chlo, what the fuck.
- Sorry. Sorry!
Look, I'm gonna do my best to try and get out of here.
I promise.
Tell Chloe I'm sorry, too.
- Have you been dealing for my uncle?
- No.
(loud deep howling)
- Tell me the truth.
- I had to, okay? I needed the money.
- For what? - My credit cards.
- For fuck's sake, Chloe! - I told your uncle
I was struggling, so he helped me out with some work!
- When?
- At your birthday barbecue.
- Where was I? - I don't know. Taking a shit!
We need to get out this tunnel.
(Chloe crying)
- [Jay] What else have you been lying about?
- I'm not!
- [Jay] Well, we're still stuck in here, so it must be-
- There's nothing else, I swear!
- Tell us so we can get the fuck out of here!
(loud deep growling)
- [Jay] What the hell is that?
- Something just pulled me!
(Chloe screaming) (loud deep howling)
- [Jay] Shit! Fuck!
(Chloe screaming) (loud deep howling)
Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!
- Get her, bro! - She's gone!
She's fucking gone!
- Chloe! Chlo!
Chlo!
(Alfie retching)
Chlo! Chlo!
- [Jay] I don't think she was telling you the truth, mate.
- No fucking shit!
Did you know this was gonna happen?
- [Jay] What?
- Is that why you brought us out here?
So you can record and get all the drama
for your fucking uni project!
- [Jay] No!
I just wanted to film me confronting you and Megs.
- So why'd you do on this boat?
- [Jay] I don't fucking know! Production value?
- You're a fucking bastard, Jay!
- [Jay] Yeah, says the one who's screwing
his best friend's girlfriend.
You ever bring her here?
- Who? - Megs!
You ever screw on this bed?
- Fuck you, Jay!
- [Jay] You ever get a hotel?
You ever make a come to your work?
- No! - Then where?
- I fucked her in your flat!
Is that what you wanna hear?
- Oh, you fucking-
(both screaming)
All that talk about being brothers!
You fucking cheated me!
- Get the fuck off me!
(both grunting angrily)
- Is that what you like, yeah?
You a man of the movie, yeah?
All eyes on you?
Ah, you poncy golden boy
with your poncy degree and your poncy job!
No, you're out of the way!
- You fucking-
What happened to you, man!
- [Alfie] You don't even know what I've done
and you'll never understand me.
- Give me the fucking camera.
- Fuck your camera!
Fuck this shit! Fuck Megs, fuck Chloe!
I'm fucking-
(Alfie screaming)
(Jay cries)
(Jay screaming)
(Jay whimpering)
- If anyone finds this,
I want you to know I didn't want fucking any of this!
(Jay shouts)
I just wanted a fucking A in my uni finals!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry for everything I've ever lied about, okay?
I'm fucking sorry!
I stole that tenner from mom's purse last week!
I pushed Billy Thompson into the pool,
but I didn't mean to break his leg!
I cheated on the math test when I was in year three!
I've never fucking met Spielberg!
The was fake!
All right, but I'm sorry,
I'm really fucking sorry!
And I beg!
If you let me go, I will never lie
about anything ever again, all right?
Please! Please, I'm fucking begging you!
Please!
(loud shrill howling)
(Jay screaming) (loud deep growling)
No, please!
Please! Please!
(Jay screaming)
(screams cutting in and out) (wind howling)
(Jay screaming)
(camera shatters)
- [Movie Goer] It's a movie about a pack of rabid dogs.
(lively chatter)
(quiet music)
(phone buzzes)
- Hey, hun.
You on break?
(thunder rumbling) - Yeah, finally.
The ER has been crazy all night.
Is everything okay with you?
You sound funny or something.
- Yeah, the call just startled me.
- You went to see that scary movie, didn't you?
- You didn't wanna go and I was bored.
- And now you're freaked out.
- Didn't think I was gonna be.
The movie was terrible.
I mean, it had some nice jump scares,
but it's just my overactive imagination
and being home alone.
How's your night going?
- There was a really bad accident on Route Six.
The driver crossed over the centre lane
and hit another driver head on.
(thunder rumbling)
Yeah.
And there was nothing we could do for the couple.
It was a mess.
It just...
It gets me thinking about me and you, I guess.
You know, like, there's...
These people are here one minute and gone the next.
I guess I just wanted to hear your voice.
- Aw. I love you too.
But you need to quit.
- I know, I know!
I just needed one more tonight and I'll be done.
Anyway.
Are you gonna wait out for me tonight?
- Probably.
I got some writing I wanna do.
The movie is terrible, but it got me thinking
about my own story-(alarm blares)
You gotta go? - Yeah, sorry.
I'll talk to you when I get home.
- Love you.
(knocking on door)
- God dammit. (doorbell ringing)
(knocking on door) (doorbell ringing)
(wind howling) (distant dogs barking)
(door creaks open)
(thunder crackling)
- Can I help you?
- Can I use your tele-
Telephone?
- You don't have one?
(thunder rumbling)
- Can I come inside?
- Is there something wrong?
- Can I come inside and use your phone?
There's someone following me.
- I don't see anyone.
- [Girl] I...
I think we outran 'em.
(thunder rumbling)
- Yeah. Please, come in.
(eerie laughing echoing)
(door whines)
(eerie music)
It's local, right?
(phone dialling)
- Yes. I'm here.
- [Disembodied Voice] I'm here. (whispers)
- Whoa, what was that?
What's going on?
(tense music)
What's going on here?
(tense music)
(electrical buzzing)
- [Disembodied Voice] I need your eyes. (whispers)
- You're gonna die tonight.
- You need to leave right now.
(tense music)
(knocking on door)
Go away!
- I see you! (doorbell dinging)
- I'm calling the cops!
(eerie laughter echoing)
(tense music)
Keep walking.
(tense music)
- [Girl] Can I come inside? (echoes)
- [Partner] You went to see that scary movie, didn't you?
(heartbeat thumping)
- [Girl] Yeah, I'm here. (echoes)
- [Tom] Yeah. Please, come in.
- [Partner] And now you're freaked out. (echoes)
(Tom sighs)
- [Disembodied Voice] I'm still here. (whispers)
I see you. (whispers)
(eerie music)
- [Girl] You're gonna die tonight. (echoes)
(eerie music)
- [Disembodied Voice] I need your eyes. (whispers)
(eerie music)
(eerie music) (water running)
Look at me. (whispers)
- Shut up.
- [Girl] You're gonna die tonight.
- Shut up!
(eerie music)
- [Disembodied Voice] I'm here. (whispers)
(phone ringing)
- [Girl] You're gonna die tonight.
(intense music)
Look it!
(garage door whirring) (music playing loudly)
(tense music)
- I'm home.
(phone beeping)
Hello?
- [Answering Machine] The number or code you dialled
is indirect.
Please check the number or code and try again.
(eerie music)
- Tom?
Hello?
(eerie music)
Hello?
Tom, what?
Come on. This isn't funny.
Had a super long day.
What's going on?
(partner screams) (intense music)
(eerie laughter echoing)
(partner screams)
- [Disembodied Voice] I see you.
- [Jason] So, how'd it go today?
- [Girlfriend] 13 hours on set and I only had
two lines of dialogue.
- They're lucky they gave you any lines.
- [Girlfriend] Screw you!
- [Jason] So what you got, like another week?
Week and a half?
- [Girlfriend] Like another week and we'll be wrapped.
- You miss me?
- [Girlfriend] Of course.
Are you behaving?
- Of course.
- [Girlfriend] You better be.
- So are we gonna FaceTime tonight or what?
'Cause I'm dying to see that beautiful...
Face.
(girlfriend laughs)
- [Girlfriend] Actually, I think I got a better idea.
- Oh, yeah?
- [Girlfriend] Yeah.
I recently heard about this new game called Dear, Mirror.
- Dear, Mirror?
- [Girlfriend] Yeah. So this is how it goes, you ready?
- Yeah.
- [Girlfriend] You stand in front of the mirror at midnight,
turn off all the lights,
you light a candle, close your eyes, and you say this:
"Dear, Mirror, never so clearer.
I really miss my love, so please bring her here."
And then you open up your eyes
and you'll see my reflection standing right behind you.
- Wait, what?
- [Girlfriend] Yeah, but you can't turn around.
You have to stay facing the mirror
or the spell will be broken.
- Spell?
What the hell have your LA friends
been showing you out there?
- [Girlfriend] I really wanna try this.
Here, you say it with me, okay?
Dear, Mirror, never so clearer.
I really miss my love, so please bring her here.
- All right.
Dear, Mirror, my girlfriend's never been weirder than-
What was the rest of it? - Come on, babe!
Can you just please do this for me?
- Can't you just say it?
- The guy has to say it!
Look, I'll just text it to you
and you can practise it a few times, okay?
- You're serious?
I mean, can't we just FaceTime and play
Dear, Let's Get Naked again?
I mean, that's a fun game.
- [Girlfriend] Stop! Come on.
Look, it's almost midnight.
Just go to the mirror.
I'll see you soon.
- So exciting.
- [Actress] Shut it off.
Shut it off!
(glass shattering) (woman screams)
- All right. I can't believe I'm doing this. Okay.
Dear, Mirror, never so clearer.
I really miss my love, so please bring her here.
- [Girlfriend] Jason.
- No way!
- It worked.
It really worked!
- I mean, how?
Like, I just... No, no.
You can't turn around, remember?
You turn around and you will break the spell.
- No.
No, no. You came home early to surprise me, didn't you?
You were probably outside the apartment
on the phone the whole time, weren't you?
- Shh. No, Jason.
Just enjoy the moment.
You look so handsome tonight.
- This can't be real.
- Mm, it looks pretty real to me.
- You're so beautiful, babe.
- Yeah?
Tell me again.
Tell me how beautiful I am.
- You're so, so beautiful.
(girlfriend chuckles)
- Say it again, Jason.
- You're so beautiful that I can't take it.
(girlfriend chuckles)
- Oh, but you can take it.
You just have to take it.
- You're so beautiful, babe.
Sometimes just the sight of you...
(eerie music)
(deep growl)
(Jason breathing raggedly)
- What's wrong, Jason?
Aren't I beautiful?
(eerie music) (Jason breathing raggedly)
You told me I was so beautiful!
(eerie music) (Jason breathing raggedly)
Aren't I beautiful?
You told me I was beautiful.
You said I was beautiful!
- You're so beautiful!
You're so beautiful!
Please, you're so fucking beautiful!
- Jason!
Oh my God! It worked!
It really worked!
This can't be real!
- This looks pretty fucking real to me!
- What are you doing?
I can't move!
(eerie hysterical laughter)
- No!
(eerie hysterical laughter) (girlfriend screaming)
(compelling music)
(zombies groaning)
(distant screaming) (gunshots echoing)
(crows cawing)
(Richard groaning)
(compelling music)
(Richard groaning)
(zombie grunting)
(gunshot echoes) (zombie growls)
(compelling music)
- [Reporter] What started as isolated incidents
has now become a global catastrophe.
Entire cities have found to be affected
with military and emergency services
stretched beyond capacity.
They infected zones have been expanding
with major metropolitan areas overall.
Safe zones are few and far between,
and many have reported them being overpopulated
and under resourced.
Efforts to contain the virus have largely failed.
Despite the best efforts of international relations,
governments around the world
are struggling to maintain control.
Martial law is in effect in most major regions
and food shortages are rampant.
Survivors are being urged to stay in fortified shelters,
as moving across infected territories is highly dangerous.
- Easy. Easy.
- Willie, what happened to him?
- We found more of them in Course Gold.
Lana, he...
Rich got bit.
Feedback!
Fucking god bless Sierra Hospital.
Get ready, they'll fix them.
They always fix things.
- [Lana] The news, they stopped broadcasting
the National Guard.
- Forget about the news.
They ain't showing shit.
Cows being burned by the hundreds,
kids killing their parents, cities falling.
Grab your daddy's grenade launcher.
We're gonna stop by the gun shack.
- Hey, what do you think, babe?
Still the handsome clown you still remember?
- Stop, okay? Now's another time.
- Hey, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
(compelling music)
- We're not gonna lose him, do, you understand me?
- Hey, don't mourn my grave.
I ain't dead yet, idiot.
- Shut the fuck up, Richie.
(distant yelling)
(tense music)
(suspenseful music)
(curious music)
- What's the meaning of this, Heston?
- Hey! Shut up, former buddy!
- Look at this grease ball right here.
Looks like he's a couple cans short of six pack.
(man speaking Spanish)
- Oh, look at you.
Maybe we can have some fun later.
Hey! - Whoa, hey.
- Hey! - Shut the fuck up!
Whoa.
Stand down, private.
That filthy fucking tongue of yours
is gonna be the death of you.
I don't know why you're so smug, Michael.
Your cowardness is what got us
in this mess in the first place.
Now, settle down, guys.
You find anything?
- We ain't find shit.
- Except for a change of Michael's panties.
- Sorry, they're your mom's.
- What do you want, Heston?
- I simply want a taste of your courteous
and generous hospitality, William.
That's all.
- That's bullshit, asshole.
You wouldn't be here unless you wanted something.
- Oh, your grasp of the obvious is inspiring.
But we are soldiers, ma'am,
and I'll be damned if we failing our duty to protect,
am I right?
- Hurrah!
- Am I right? - Hurrah!
- You expect me to believe you have
our best interest at heart?
- William, boy, you may be a filthy desserter and all,
but we'll put the past in the past.
And actually, just thinking about it
is making me a little emotional right now.
I think I might cry, guys.
I might have to go over here and give William
a big, fat, juicy, wet kiss.
Instead, how about a favour.
We give you a safe escort to Sierra Hospital
and you give me the location of your daddy's guns.
- [Lana] He's lying.
You'd never find the gun shack.
It's hidden.
- Oh, I didn't know I st-st-stuttered!
So I'ma say it again this time.
In plain English.
I.
Need.
Your.
Guns.
- My father's guns are off limits.
- [Soldiers] Whoa!
- I bet you if I said it in Spanish,
you'd understand me, boy!
- Son of a-
(Richard retches)
- Oh, I'll be damned!
Get the fuck off me, boy!
- No, no, we're not doing this shit again.
It's like Enrique all over again!
I'm not doing it again! - Hey!
- You didn't fucking do anything!
- You didn't even have the balls to kill him!
That's why we're in this mess!
- [Michael] It wasn't my fault!
- [Robert] What do you mean it wasn't your fault?
- Quiet. - You ran away like a bitch!
- It wasn't my fault! - Fucking pussy!
- I'm not doing it again!
- I said quiet!
- Johnny, we should kill him.
- I said quiet right now!
(tense music)
We are losing precious time,
and Sierra Hospital will not wait on us.
So do tell me the location of the gun shack,
or else I'll end Richie's suffering right now, boy?
- Heston, you can't. They'll save him.
- Listen, Willie, my dear boy.
Richie's appetite right here is evolving.
And when it does and you don't give me
the location of them guns...
Lana's next.
Get 'em the fuck out of my sight!
- Get out! Go! - Go.
- No, stop! What are you doing?
Where are you taking them?
Stop. Come on.
Stop. (soldiers laughing)
Come on.
Where are you taking them?
(compelling music)
(Richard shivering) - I'm here.
You're gonna be okay, right?
Stay with me, please.
(Richard shivering) - So cold.
- You're squandering precious time, Will.
And I give Richie about 30 minutes or so
before he's having Lana for supper.
Now, is this something you wanna tell me, boy?
(William speaks Spanish)
(loud thwack) (William grunts)
Now maybe you'll say in a language we can understand, boy.
You know what?
You think you're brave, huh?
Prove it.
Think you're brave? Prove it.
Come on, I'ma count to three and only three.
Come on, boy.
One.
Pull that trigger, pussy.
You know you can.
Two, reunite me with your dear ol' daddy.
You know you want to.
Three!
Goddammit!
I give you a shot, you blow it!
So don't blame me for your cowardice.
Your friends could be free right now,
but just like your father, you're weak and pathetic
and you crumbled under the pressure!
- My father was a hero.
- You think your daddy was a hero, boy?
Is that so?
You know what your father's last words he said to me was?
"Wait! Wait!"
Your father was no hero.
He spent the last few seconds of his life begging me for it
before I had to give him a final goodnight kiss.
- [William] You liar.
- I'm lying?
Your daddy stared death in the face, boy,
and he himself just like your mama,
and just like you, boy!
- Kill me.
- Nah, not yet.
Not yet.
You give me a reason to whip the brown off your skin, boy.
Come on, give me one reason, I dare you.
You know what, boys?
Let's do what we do best.
Come on. Yeah.
- A little deep sea fishing expedition, little Willie.
(Michael laugh)
Fishing expedition!
(tense music)
(William screaming)
- [Hannah] Three!
(William screaming)
(zombies groaning) (eerie music)
- Please fight it. Fight it!
Please! Please!
(Richard shivering) (zombies groaning)
No!
No, no, no.
(zombies groaning) (eerie music)
(William groaning)
- Just give me the direction!
Is that so goddamn hard, boy!
- Come on, Johnny. If he won't give, let's go.
The evac will leave without us.
- You better check yourself, Corporal.
I don't believe I asked for your fucking opinion now, did I?
Now, boy!
You ready to read tonight with your daddy?
- Keith, he doesn't wanna leave!
- [Johnny] Shut up, loser!
- It wasn't about the guns,
he just wants to settle the score!
- He telling the truth, Johnny?
- I will not be questioned
or second guessed by a nigger like you.
Now back the fuck up.
Now! Back to you.
(gun cocks)
- I ain't going along with this racist ass bullshit anymore.
- I'm in no mood to fuck around right now, Keith.
- Another spineless traitor, just like Will.
- Best you listen to corporal, Robert.
Else you may lose your spine.
I'm a professional, goddammit!
I ain't dying for this shit!
You really are a coward. Did you know that?
- You boys going weak on me?
All these men and no fucking balls!
- This is crazy, man.
Every decision you made
has fucking led us from bad to worse!
- You think you can lead, Corporal?
- Anyone can.
(Johnny grunts)
- Get the fuck back!
You gentlemen have a problem with my fucking command?
We can step in that room right there.
He who fucking dares.
And I'll make you suffer a pain so unimaginable,
you'll be begging me for death.
And when you die and you wake up in hell,
you will not find peace, you'll find me
'cause I'll be waiting there for you!
Now stand the fuck down.
What's the matter, your balls fall off?
You weak, sorry excuse of a fucking platoon!
And what the fuck are you looking at, boy!
(William groans)
(zombies groaning) (eerie music)
(steps creaking)
(suspenseful music)
- What the-
(zombie howls)
(soldier screaming)
(zombies groaning) (eerie music)
(loud knocking)
- Hurry! Hurry!
Go, go, go!
(loud knocking)
- They're everywhere!
- What the hell you waiting on, boy, the fucking calvary?
You know the drill!
Secure the entrance.
I want men at those windows.
Hannah, back door with Keith!
No mercy, no hesitation.
Move it, move it, move it!
If anything comes to those doors, boys,
you drop it like a bad fucking habit.
(thunder cracks)
- I can't.
It's too strong.
- [Lana] Just stop it, okay?
You can do it. You can do it, you're strong.
- Lana...
Was...
Was I good?
- Rich, you're the best.
Okay? I love you.
(sombre music)
Oh, no. (sobs)
- [Richard] I love you.
(Lana weeping)
- No. (sobs)
(Richard growling deeply)
Richard?
(Richard growling deeply)
- You got us marked in, Colonel?
- Hurry up!
- Now is no time to be a coward, Michael!
Get your shit together, boy!
Come on, boy.
- Hurry up, Colonel!
(loud hammering)
(Michael grunts)
- Keith, we got a breach!
We got a breach!
Keith, give me the boards!
I need the boards!
Keith? What are you doing, Keith?
What the fuck are you doing?
You motherfucker, Keith.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Racist son of a bitch.
(loud gunshot echoes) - Motherfucker!
(Keith groaning)
(zombie growling)
(Keith groaning)
(Keith screaming)
Need a little help over here!
- I got the windows!
Hurry up on the boards Rayaz!
(intense music)
- Sorry, man!
(gunshot echoes loudly)
- Oh, shit!
(intense music)
- You disloyal fuck!
- Fuck you, Robbie, lick my ass!
(gunshot echoing loudly)
(Richard growling deeply)
(gunshots firing)
(deep squelching)
- Forget this, man!
(intense music)
- No!
(intense music)
- What the fuck?
Jesus Christ.
Come on.
(intense music)
(zombie growling)
(zombie growls angrily) (Michael screams)
(intense music)
- Die, you ugly motherfucker!
(gunshot rings out) (zombie screams)
(suspenseful music)
- Let's get the fuck out of here.
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots firing)
(loud gunshot echoes) (soldier groans)
(loud gunshots echoing)
(gunshots firing) - Richard!
Richard!
(loud gunshots echoing)
(Hannah yelps)
(Hannah screams) (wet squelching)
- What the...
Come on.
- [Lana] Wait!
- [William] Come on!
(tense music) (zombies groaning)
(door clicks)
(guns clicking)
(suspenseful music)
(wind howling)
- Where you think you're going, motherfucker!
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you're going to die today, boy!
You hear?
(intense music)
Get up!
(suspenseful music)
Toss it.
(suspenseful music)
We gonna do this the old fashioned way.
Fisticuff. You ready?
You ready to meet your father, boy?
(intense music)
Motherfucker!
(intense music)
You want some more? You want some more?
(intense music)
(thwacks on bodies) (Johnny groaning)
(loud thwacking)
Motherfucker! You're gonna fucking die today!
Fucking-
(intense music)
(compelling music)
(gun clicking)
Go ahead, boy.
Make your fucking daddy proud.
Make your fucking daddy proud, boy.
Come on.
(gunshot echoing)
(intense music)
(William shouts)
- Get the fuck off me!
(Johnny screaming)
(intense music)
(zombie groaning) (William yells)
(gunshots firing)
(William groans)
- [Lana] William!
(William groaning)
(bazooka pops loudly)
(explosion booms)
(sombre music)
- Come on, it's gonna be morning soon.
(sombre music)
(Richard grumbling softly) (sombre music)
(music continues)
(music fades out)