What are you doing?
No, please, no.
Please, no. Please, please!
Please, please!
Yeah well it's dark
So I'll wait for the light to go
And I'm strong oh Lord, I'm strong
But I've been having trouble with control
When I break some day I'm gonna break these chains
I'm gonna walk myself away just to get back home
When I break some day I'm gonna break these chains
I'm gonna walk myself away just to get back home
Explain to me again why we didn't fly?
Where's the fun in that? Explain to me why we wouldn't drive?
Look at this. At least in this case, we've got, you know, good food,
and you know, campy roadside attractions and...
Brother-in-law. Ha, ha, ha.
Hey!
Oh, your breath.
Oh my gosh, Mags, do you remember that trip we took with Kim? I can't believe...
- she threw up like three times. - Disgusting!
- Your cousin Kim? - Your hot cousin Kim?
Oh, seriously!
Hey, Luke, can you pull over up here.
Ah!
Just throw it at him. Be gentle. Don't hurt him.
What the fuck? Ow!
Nice.
Really, dude, really?
I pissed in my shoe.
What happened, Buddy? Sorry.
That's not funny. Come on, let him in. Let, let him in.
Are you serious?
Thanks a lot. I pissed all over my shoe.
- Real funny, guys. - Eh, it was your wife's idea.
- Oh, you sold me out! - What? I'm sorry.
Well in that case, the joke's on you.
So what's this new promotion Maggie told me about?
Um, I moved from account manager to senior account manager.
What does that mean?
Basically now I'm just a fall guy in case a client isn't happy.
That sucks.
Yeah, actually it does.
What about you? How are you enjoying civilian life?
Yeah, it's all right. You know, work's pretty bland.
A bunch of cushioned fat asses just pushing papers all day long,
no idea how good they've got it.
Uh-huh, right.
So I guess you miss it?
What, the military? Yeah, sometimes.
I miss my buddies back there, you know?
I don't miss being so far away from Maggie, though.
Yeah.
Did you ever see any action while you were over there?
Nah, nothing much, you know. Mostly it's just time on base.
Did you ever kill anybody?
I'm sorry. I don't... That was...
We're room six, you're five.
- Come grab your bags. - All right.
What the fuck is in this?
- How long were we asleep? - A couple of hours.
Hey, what time is check-out tomorrow?
Eleven, but I want to be on the road by six.
Six? Are you serious?
Continental breakfast probably doesn't start until what, like eight?
Fine, whatever. Six it is.
It's all right.
Good night.
- Good night. - Yup.
- Hey, Hon, come on, wake up. - Are we here?
Hey, Babe, did I pack any of my MREs?
You need those?
Maybe not.
Definitely not.
This looks cool.
So I'm thinking maybe tomorrow we can actually stop and see some of these sites.
Aw, Sweetie, I know.
Isn't that the point of the road trip anyway?
You just have to try to get along with him.
He's not a bad guy. He's just a bit of a...
Dick?
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Oh my God!
No, no, no, no, no.
Tomorrow we will stop, promise.
You know I love you, right?
- Oh, yeah? - Oh, yeah!
My map!
Oh, careful there, stud.
- You sure we packed everything? - Yes.
Somebody had a lot of fun last night.
Hm. I'm not the only one.
So, Luke, you think today we might actually have time to see some sights?
- Yeah, I don't see why not. - Yeah?
- All right, cool. Thanks, Luke. - Yep.
Does this say "Elvis rock"?
- Oh, we're going to the Elvis rock. - What is an Elvis?
Are you serious right now? Is she serious?
No, she's not serious. She's obviously insane.
Yes.
...person, Viva Las Vegas?
I don't like Elvis. I don't even know Elvis.
Let's see what the map says.
Are you serious? We have to walk?
Through the desert.
Oh, come on, guys. It'll be fun.
- Yeah. Come on, guys. It'll be fun. - Fine.
Couldn't your sister just ask?
I think it's just right up there.
It better be!
Huh.
Okay.
Well, it doesn't look exactly like Elvis.
Wait a second.
Hey guys, actually... here, check this out.
Check it out. I actually think it looks a lot like me, huh?
- No. - Come on. Here, Sam, take a picture.
We're leaving.
Smile.
Awesome!
Come on, Jackass.
Oh, you guys are just jealous.
Come on!
Hey!
Hey, stop!
Come on!
What happened?
We had to stop. We just had to stop and look at that stupid rock!
All right. This is not my fault.
- Luke, stop it. - Hey, you're the one who wanted to stop.
He's the one who wanted to take this stupid road trip
- to begin with. - How could we have seen this happening?
If we had stuck to my schedule like I wanted to, we'd still have a car.
All right. You know what? What are you trying to say?
- What am I trying to say? - Yeah.
I'm saying that your punk ass got our car jacked.
- Hey, hey, hey. - Hey, hey, hey, stop it.
Hey, stop it.
Fighting is not going to help anything.
Let's just call somebody to help and get out of here.
There's no service. I already tried.
Well let me just check my map. Maybe there's something on here.
I saw a town about a mile from here. Let's go.
Let's go!
- Come on. Give me my map back. - There you go.
Thank you.
There.
Come on!
Come on, Pansy.
There you go.
Don't forget your girlfriend.
Hey, let's just go see if they have a phone we can use. All right?
Look at all the stuff.
So we're just going to walk up to their back door?
Yeah, is that all right with you?
Look, just follow my lead, all right? Let me do the talking.
You know, it's not working.
What? Fine.
He he, you scared her.
Can I help you folks?
Yes, sir. Do you have a phone we can use?
Everything all right?
Someone stole our car. We need to get ahold of the police.
All right. Nancy?
Come on in.
Watch your step. It's hot out there. Come on in.
My home is yours.
- If you'll excuse me. - Oops, sorry.
So, telephone is right over here, and the sheriff's phone number
- is right on the handset. - Great, thanks.
Nancy, Honey.
- Coming. - Uh-hm.
- Sorry I got spooked like I did. - Oh, sorry about that.
We weren't trying to startle you.
That's all right, Hon. Why don't you kids sit down here at the table?
Yeah, Nancy, she's scared of her own shadow sometimes.
That's probably why she ran away.
So what brings you around?
Well, we were stopped to look at the Elvis rock...
And the next thing we knew we were watching our car drive off without us.
Oh, that's a shame.
- Where, where exactly are we? - You're in Spaulding, Hon.
Oh, you're not going to find that there.
We really ought to talk to Jed about this.
You know, yours is about the fifth car that's been stolen this month.
- Really? - Seriously?
You know, it's that damn rock. I keep telling them to change the signs.
You know, take them down, get rid of them, but...
Besides, it don't look anything like Elvis.
- At all! - Not at all.
On that note, I actually think it looks a lot like me. Huh?
- Well, lookee there. - I'll be.
Don't encourage him!
It's got your nose.
Thanks for the phone.
- Sure thing. - Sheriff's on his way.
Oh, great, thank you.
Good. You poor kids must be starving.
Tell you what. Why don't you go in the living room...
and make yourself at home, and I'll fix us up some supper.
Uh, Um.
Honey, why don't you make your famous spaghetti?
Oh, that's a great idea. What do you say?
- No, we couldn't. - No. I...
Oh, come on. I'd love to. It's no trouble at all. Really.
- Yeah, sure. - Okay.
Come on in the living room. Nancy will fix us some supper.
Oh, boy.
Mm. You haven't tasted her spaghetti. You're in for a treat.
So senior account manager?
Yeah.
What does that mean?
I don't know. Your guess is as good as mine.
Okay.
- Where are you kids heading? - Oh, every year we visit our parents...
for their wedding anniversary up in Pennsylvania.
We usually fly, but this year,
my incredible husband decided he wanted to take a road trip.
What? Oh, come on. Who doesn't love a road trip?
Uh, us!
Well, I do.
Well, that'd be Jed.
Excuse me.
- This is wonderful. - Uh-hm.
- Sheriff. - Harold.
- Come on in. - Thank you.
Hey, folks. This here is Jed. He's our town sheriff.
- Hi, Jed. - Hey, Nancy.
- Thanks for coming to meet us, sheriff. - My pleasure.
Now...
on the phone you said you think someone stole your car out by the old Elvis rock?
Uh, no, we don't think anything.
We saw somebody break into the car and steal it.
Did you get a good look at him?
No, we were pretty far away.
Well, the kids in the next town over often think it's funny to come into my town...
and steal our cars. They think they can get away with it, too.
I'd bet your car is over there.
- Hm. - Really?
- That's good, right? - Well, good. Let's go get it then.
But I mean, we need to get the car now, right?
Let's not get all puffed up now. Let me handle your car.
Yeah, uh, okay. Um...
How long is that going to take?
One, maybe two days.
Okay.
- Do you folks have a place to stay? - No, we don't.
Where's the closest motel around here?
Hm. Closest motel...
that would be about, oh, 30 miles, I expect.
Why don't you kids just stay with us? We could put them up, right?
Well, uh,
I don't see why not.
- No, we couldn't possibly. - Yeah, but thanks for offering.
We insist.
Thank you, Harold, Nancy. That is very kind of you.
It's our pleasure.
Well, I better get going.
And don't worry, we'll find your car.
Yeah.
Let me walk you out.
Excuse me.
Thanks a ton, Sheriff. Appreciate it.
Eat up. After dinner, I'll walk you down to your rooms.
Think we need the light?
- Love you. - Love you, too.
I'm sure they'll find those kids that swiped your car.
Good.
Did anybody else hear that sound last night?
- What sound? - I don't know.
It sounded like a saw or something.
Oh, that's just Jimmy. He's always working out in the shed.
Where's Harold?
He went out early this morning with the sheriff. They went out looking for your car.
He thinks they might have found it in the next town over.
Oh, that's great.
Oh, thank God. That's great.
- How do you kids like your food? - Oh, it's delicious.
You're quite the chef.
Thank you.
- Seriously? - Come on, Dude.
- This is terrible. - Why are you reading it?
It's not like there's anything else to do.
Oh, yeah, bitch.
Nice throw, Manning.
Sorry.
Where'd you find this guy?
What are we going to do now?
What?
Damned Elvis rock.
I know. Just don't focus on it.
Yeah, I'm trying.
Oh. Hey, let's go to that gift store.
Why? So we can get a souvenir of this town?
Yeah.
- Uh, no thank you. - Come on!
Hey guys, hey guys. We're going to go to this gift store over here.
Oh, Babe, babe, babe, babe. A four-wheeler and a pink bike.
Oh, that's what we need. Maybe that'll get us home.
Hey, you know what?
I'm going to go check in with the sheriff and see if he's had any luck with the car.
Well could you at least try to get along with Dan?
Look, Mags, I've seen enough weird stuff on this trip.
Damn it, Luke. I'm serious.
He's family now, so you might as well get used to it.
Fine. Look...
Can we just check in with the sheriff first and then we can meet up with them?
- Fine. - Okay.
Go head, guys. We'll catch up in a bit.
Okay. Have fun.
Huh.
Weird.
- Cool. - Oh.
Um. What is that?
- God, what is wrong with you? - Sorry.
That mask is so creepy.
Yeah.
Actually, this whole place is kind of creepy.
Yeah, and it smells like the inside of a cab.
You ready to go?
No, come on. Just give me a few more minutes here.
Oh, Babe, look at this.
Oh, what's this?
Now are you ready?
Yeah.
Yeah, let's go.
- Luke, it looks like it's closed. - Hello?
Sheriff?
I don't think anyone is here.
What the hell?
Luke, calm down. He's probably out looking for the car.
What's with this place? This whole town has one cop?
I don't know.
Come on. Let's go.
Bullshit!
Hello?
Sam?
Dan?
He looks happy to be here.
Not exactly what I expected.
I don't think they're here.
Yeah, I think you're right.
Luke...
We should leave.
Hey! Mags!
Hey, hey, wake up!
Dan, wake up! Hey!
What the hell?
Calm down, calm down, all right. Keep quiet.
Try and get out of your ropes.
We're conked out! What's going on here?
I don't know, but you need to calm down, all right. Just let me think.
Well, well, well. Look who's awake.
Did you guys have a nice nap?
Who are you?
Just stay calm, all right. Just try to relax.
Relax? How are we going to relax?
Well, that's why I'm here.
All right.
Uh, oh, you're the feisty one. Ah, there's one in every crowd.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
I like to keep a souvenir of my... patients.
All right.
Who's next?
That's right. You are.
Where do I want to stick you?
Now get me out, go on, get me out!
Oh, shit!
Oh, shit! Oh, shit!
Oh, shit! I can't look at this. I cannot. I can't look at this.
Up you go. Come on.
Oh, shit. Here you go.
God, shit! You killed him!
- You said you couldn't watch. - He was staring at me.
Hey, take his body and put it against the wall so it's not visible.
Come on, all right? Now is not the time to freeze up.
Seriously?
Wrap him up in that blanket and put him in the corner.
Come on! Let's go!
Luke, where are the girls? Luke, where are the girls?
I don't know. They've got to be around here somewhere though.
- Now how are we going to get out of here? - Not going to be easy.
Seriously? Really, that's... that's what you have to tell me right now?
Look, I'm not going to hold your hand and tell you everything's going to be all right.
Everything is going to be fine.
Feel better?
- Yeah. - Good. Let's go!
Now follow me.
- Luke! - Mags!
Get her!
Take those two inside. I'm gonna to take this bitch to the grinder.
You two... get those two inside.
- Johnny, you get the door. - You get the door.
No, you get the door. I got the door last week.
I don't feel like openin' that door right now.
- Flip her on over. - Oh, yeah. Oh, wow.
One, two, three. Upsy-daisy.
Ah, I got blood all over my good shirt.
- You going in head first? - No, I'm going in leg first.
- Okay. So go around. - Okay, I'm going around.
Now go around, go left, go left.
Watch her head. Watch her head.
- I got her. - Yeah, yeah.
Ugh.
- Man, you get to clean it this time. - Yeah, right.
- I cleaned it last week. - Yeah, so it's your turn this week.
No, it's not. It's your turn this week.
- No! - Where's Jimmy, huh?
- Well, what do I look like? His mom? - Well, now that you mention it.
- It's the hair. It's girlie. - Shut up!
Actually, now that you mention it. I haven't seen Jimmy for a while.
I wonder where he is.
He's probably jerking off to his blood vials.
- All right, guys. Let's go! - Oh, yeah. Cool.
- Johnny, come with me. - I wanna go with them.
It's your detail, come on.
They're leaving in the truck, but I think there's still two in the trailer.
Luke!
You hear me?
We need to get inside that building.
- You think Sam's in there? - We're going to find out.
Okay, if you see anything you don't like, you tell me immediately.
If I tell you to run, you run. If I tell you to hide, you hide.
- Got it? - Got it!
- Stay close. - Wait, wait, wait, wait!
- What are you gonna do if they catch us? - They won't.
Look, our focus now is finding Sam and getting out of here alive.
You need to keep a clear head. All right?
Okay.
Down, down, down!
- Nasty one, isn't she? - Oh, man.
I seen one last week...
I love them feisty ones, especially when they've got them perky little titties.
I gotta go take a piss. You be okay for a few minutes?
- Yeah, I'll be fine. - Hands off until I get back.
All right, all right. Son of a bitch!
Whew!
Mark, Johnny? Get your asses in here!
Son of a bitch!
All right, Ma, we're comin'.
Hey, let's go. Ma's callin'.
- Give me a minute. - What the hell are you doin'?
What the hell do you think I'm doin'? I'm takin' a shit!
Look, Ma says we gotta go right now.
Oh, well, she's just gonna have to wait a minute.
Come on, man. Let's pinch it off and let's go!
I can't. I'm committed. No, no, oh.
- Oh-h-h-h. Yeah. - Let's go.
- Ow, man, what did you eat? - You remember that brunette last week?
- Yeah. - Yeah, it was all her. Heh, heh.
She must have tasted like ass.
Let's go!
- Wait, wait, wait! I'll go first. - Okay. Hey, be careful.
Right. You go first.
Right.
Damn it!
Was there a girl with you? Was there a girl with you?
Hey, calm down, calm down. We're not here to hurt you.
Did you see a girl?
All right, we'll take care of it!
- Bitch. What's her problem? - Probably having her period.
Yeah. No, Ma don't get her period because of mental pause.
What the hell you talkin' about?
Well, see, everything in her body goes on pause at her age.
Learn somethin' new every day.
Huh.
- My butthole hurts. - Why would you say that to me?
Go check on Jimmy. See what's takin' him so long in the barn.
Fine.
Right now, my butthole hurts.
- Look, stupid. - It's my turn!
Shit.
What's that?
Shit!
Let's go.
Calm down, all right?
We don't have time to explain, all right? But we need to move... now!
Hey, what are you...
Johnny!
Let's go you son of a bitch!
Who are you?
Here, take this. Only aim if you intend on shooting.
We should go.
You know we're telling the truth. We're not going to hurt you.
Look, no more talking, all right. Either come with us or they will kill you.
Look, I know it's tough, but we have to move. We have to go now! Come on!
- This is crazy! - Come on!
Let's go! We're safe with them.
Don't worry. We'll find her.
Damn!
Oh, I didn't even see you there.
I'm sorry about that, Buddy! You all right?
Oh, damn! You shot 'im right in the face.
- Wow, that's gonna leave a mark. - Oh, man.
Oh, pretty lady, you got brains all over your face.
Stay back.
Whoa! Was I even talkin' to you? I was talkin' to the pretty lady.
Hey, Sweetness. Well, lookie here.
- Hey. - Hey, hey.
Where you goin', lover boy, huh? Back up? Huh?
Hey, Mikey, we set up to make ourselves a little movie.
- I love movies. - Come on, Sweetness.
You wanna be in a movie with me?
- Please? - Donnie's his nickname is Don Juan.
- He's real gentle with the ladies. - Come on, don't cry now.
Now, that's gonna be great angle there.
- You don't want to disappoint your fans. - Gary!
You gonna cry? Oh, you gonna cry?
Gary!
Take that bitch!
You shot my fuckin' toes off!
Go, get out of here. Go! Let's go!
Fuck!
Ow, my fuckin' toes are on the ground.
Aw, aw, fuck!
Oh, they're right there. Toes are on the fuckin' floor.
Shit!
They fuckin' shot him!
Shit!
Fuck!
Where are we going to go?
- This way, in there. - Come on!
God damn it!
What the hell is this? Boots.
Damn, Donnie.
You are one sick son of a bitch!
Me? He's the one that painted the wall with this asshole's face.
Why you always gotta blame me for shit, man, huh?
Maybe if you could keep your pecker in your pants for five minutes.
Maybe if you didn't pull the trigger so fuckin' fast...
Both of you, shut up!
- They shot my damn toes off! - Shut up!
Damn.
They did, did they?
You shot your own damn toes off!
Fuck you, man!
Does it hurt?
- Yes, yes! - Huh?
Good!
Both o' ya, put your panties back on and get out there and find them assholes!
Yes, sir.
Damn it!
Donnie, get over here. Help me up, man.
- Okay. - Donnie, come on.
- They hit me right in the nose. - Hey, fat ass!
I ain't got no fuckin' toes right now! Geez! Aw!
- Come one, get your ass up. - God, be careful!
What is that?
- I heard gunfire, what happened? - Well, Mark and Johnnie are dead.
These two dumb fucks got the shit kicked out of them.
Damn it! Look at this place!
You two gotta start usin' what little brains you got up there.
If anybody up top starts asking questions, we're all fucked.
Hey! You best remember you're where you're at right now because of me.
You work for me, you got it?
Yeah, dumb ass...
- You got that? - You work for me.
Look... we gotta find these three,
before they become a serious liability.
If they get out, this whole thing goes away.
But don't go tellin' your Ma about this.
- She don't need to be bothered, all right? - All right.
You two just go find 'em. Try not to make a mess this time.
- Me? I didn't do anything. - I don't want to hear it!
Shut up! God damn it.
I want 'em back here, preferably with their heads still attached.
Shut up, I didn't ask you.
You two just please go find 'em.
Get this dipshit in the truck so I can get him to the doc.
What the fuck are you doin' still standin' here?
Wait for me.
- How you want to do this? - Well, I reckon we find 'em.
No shit. You leave that pretty little thing for me. She's my leadin' lady.
- Fuckin' perv. - I'm serious.
That bitch is gonna make me so much money. Dead bitches on camera.
I'm gonna make myself a website and everything.
- You're one sick bastard, you know that? - I know.
Take your perverted ass out there.
Honey, I'm comin', where are ya?
Darlin'?
Bingo!
Come on.
- Babe, you okay? - Yeah, I'm good.
- Are you okay? - I'm fine.
Okay. Let's go!
That way. Come on, come on!
Go, go, go!
What are you waitin' for? Go get 'em!
Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Shit! They're coming.
Come on, fast.
Help!
Hey!
That stupid son of a bitch and his friend tried to escape.
- Numnuts here shot himself. - I didn't shoot myself!
Shut up!
- Get up there! - Aw, fuck! Ooh!
You see this?
- Yeah. - That's your blood.
- I'm sorry. - On my fingertips.
I'm sorry. Aw.
Damn it. Patch him up!
I gotta get back.
God damn it. Fingertips!
Fuck! Doc!
God damn it!
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Shit!
- Is he...? - Just don't.
Don't think like that, he's fine.
Oh, my God!
Go!
Honey, honey...
I love you...
Don't ever leave...
I love you...
I need you...
I love you so much.
Get up.
- You don't know what you're doin'. - Yeah, I do. I'm going to kill you.
I understand you're mad.
I'm glad you understand because I don't know what the fuck is going on here.
- It's complicated. - Try me.
You don't know what it's like livin' out here.
You take responsibility for everything that you've done.
Please, you don't understand.
- Harold... - No!
- You don't say no to him. - No, fuck that, fuck Harold!
You think this is funny?
We'll see how funny you think it is with your brain splattered against that wall.
Go ahead, do it! Do you know how many of you we've seen coming around here...
actin' all big and tough thinkin' you can change things?
Your fate was sealed the moment you got off the main road.
- The fuck it was. - Please.
Did my wife say please?
I don't want to die!
No one does.
Oh, fuck!
I know you're in here.
Might as well come on out.
Might let you live...
then again might not.
Come on out now!
What ya got there?
Find yourself a gun?
You sure you know how to use one of them things, boy?
Why don't you ask your friend right there?
What was that? You know...
you really made a mess of things here.
You couldn't just leave, could ya, huh?
You couldn't just run.
No, you had to stay and play the hero.
You should have left when you had the chance.
- Shut up! - Don't you raise your voice at me, boy!
Oh, you think you're big and bad 'cause you got the gun in your hand, huh?
Huh?
Well, this is my town!
- What I say goes. - My friends...
my wife,
they're dead because of you.
They're dead... because of you.
No!
I hope you burn in hell.
Son, this is hell.
This is hell.
Shit's here.
Get off of me, you idiot!
Oh, shit.
What is it?
What the hell's the matter?
Hey.
No!
Okay, get down.
Come on!
Jennafer, Jennafer!
Let her go!
Huh, let me think about that for just one second, no!
You hillbilly piece of shit!
She is sweet! Wow.
Step back, don't come any closer.
Okay, okay. Just don't hurt her.
This pretty little thing? Why would I go and do somethin' like that?
She's my leadin' lady.
You, on the other hand, you I'm gonna kill.
I gotta bring you back for the sequel, don't I?
- What do we do now? - We keep moving.
Let's go. Let's go!
We need to get a car.
- No, don't leave me. - I'm not leaving. I will be right back.
You have to stay quiet, and you have to stay calm.
The only way out of here is driving, okay?
Hurry!
Fuck!
Shit! Every piece of shit car in this hellhole is dead.
What are we going to do?
I don't know, stay alive? You're going to be okay.
Don't cry. Don't cry.
Stay back.
Hey, Dan, over here.
Get off of me!
Y'all go find 'em.
I know you're here, boy!
Yeah, you're here...
and I'm comin' for ya.
I'm comin' for ya.
What the fuck?
Shit! Shit! Shit!
- What the hell? - Battery's dead.
Keep off the clutch, I'll push.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, go, go!
Now!
- We can't just leave him there. - They already have him.
- Go! Go! Go! - We gotta go.
You okay?
Yeah, as much as I can be.
What? No. Holy shit!
- What now? - We're being followed.
Come on!
- Go! - I'm going!
We're losing them.
You thought you'd killed me?
Lemme let ya in on a little secret.
You can't kill me, I'm the devil.
How does it feel?
- How's what feel, boy? - Knowing your wife is dead?
Well...
the cookin' sure as hell won't be as good around here anymore now, will it?
Shut up!
Hey, hey!
See ya in hell.
You first!
Come on.
No goddamn radio?
Come on, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
What's wrong?
We're out of gas.
What are we going to do now?