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I think he's dead.
Don't ever, under any circumstance known to God, speak about this again.
What are you waiting for?
When you leave a man for dead, make sure he's really dead.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
It's been a year since my last confession.
I've never told anyone this.
Not my mom, not the police, not even my friends.
Except tor the ones who were there.
They're not around anymore.
- You see, I... - Yes?
I killed a man.
But it was a terrible accident.
I've tried to get past it, but I can't.
Go on.
I have these dreams.
Really horrible dreams.
This man is always there with me.
He was a killer. He murdered Barry and Helen.
He would have killed me too, but I got away with it.
I guess I just need to deal with it.
Face the tear and the guilt.
Finally say his name.
Ben Willis.
I know.
You know?
How could you...
I know what you did last summer.
Nice to see you tind political science so stimulating, Miss James.
Sorry.
Julie, wait. You okay?
- I'm fine. - You sure?
- You don't seem tine. - I had another dream, Will.
- The one in the shower? - No, in a church.
- It was so real. I felt his breath. - I'm sorry.
I really thought the dreams were over. I hadn't had one for months.
- It takes time. It'll get better. - It can't get much worse.
That's not the first time I freaked out in class.
I can't study. I don't get any sleep.
I am this close to tailing.
Happy Fourth ot July.
It was one year ago.
It's the anniversary.
That's what it is. Take it easy on yourselt.
I'm really trying, but sometimes I wonder why I even came up here.
To get out ot Southport?
Right. Now I remember.
So, are you getting out of town for the Fourth?
No, I'll probably just be here studying for finals.
- The joys to summer school. - Right.
- Are you okay? - I'm fine.
- You sure? - Yes.
- You're detinitely okay? - Yes, I am definitely okay.
Thanks for the talk.
- You're good to me. - I am?
Yeah.
I'll see you later.
Bye.
Ray. Hi. What are you doing here?
I got in early.
Who was that guy?
- That's my triend, Will. You'd like him. - Yeah.
We're just friends.
Every guy in history who tried to pick up on a girl...
did the "good friend" thing first.
Are you ready to go? I got my truck.
You know the drill. There's a crab boil at Ollie's...
a croaker queen pageant.
It's small-town tun, but nice.
- I can't. - You can't what?
I teel like there's this small part ot me that hasn't healed enough to go back.
- Please understand. - I understand.
It's not like that. It's not you.
It's all me, in my head.
I want to go back. I want to be tine. I want to be with you.
I want everything to be like it was. It just isn't.
Why don't you stay up here?
Fireworks over the river, a million things to do.
I have to work.
My boat's in Southport, remember?
But it's cool.
You need your space trom croaker land then...
probably from me too.
Just forget it.
I'm scared, that's all.
Shit.
- What are you doing in my closet? - I thought you were out ot town.
What the hell are you doing in my closet?
I wanted to borrow your black skirt, but I'm not ready to die for it.
Jesus, Karla, that was heart attack time.
Can I have the knife, please?
- You should come out with me tonight. - I don't think so.
I just tried to stab you with a knife. I hardly teel like dancing.
What's the matter?
I just hurt Ray's teelings.
Listen to me. Ray is a great guy.
Nothing against old Ray, but he's so Ray.
He lives in Southport.
Will is a nice guy who lives right down the street.
Yeah, but there's nothing between Will and me.
Nothing yet.
We have to keep moving.
I'm working at the club tonight, and you, dancing queen, are coming with me.
- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.
What did I say?
You know what I want to do to you.
- Right? - No, I'm not aware ot that.
There's got to be a place in here we can be alone.
Baby, I don't think so. It's pretty crowded.
Come on, baby. Don't be like that.
I just want to talk to you for a minute.
It you can say all you have to say to me in a minute, I don't want to hear it.
I'll talk real, real slow.
Not at work. Do me a favor. Ask Julie to dance.
Jules, you're the most beautiful woman in the bar tonight.
Ty, you are an unstoppable torce of nature.
You better recognize.
That's how my species survives.
You'll never convince me otherwise.
- So what's up? Want to dance? - Say yes.
- No. - No means yes. Don't listen to her.
Ty, I really appreciate it, but have you seen my people dance?
We do the mouth thing, snap the tingers.
Worse come to worse, you can just stand there and watch me.
I have an idea. Why don't we all take a break and go dance?
- Leave the tray there. - Let's go.
What do you know? Will Benson looking tine.
Did you tell him I would be here?
I told him you would absolutely not be at this bar between 10:00 and 11:00.
Then he came anyway. Hi, Will.
- What's up? - This wasn't my idea.
- What? - I said this wasn't my...
- Let's go. - You'll be fine. Do your thing.
- Be good, Julie. - You want to get a drink?
Yeah.
Go, Ty.
- You see something back there? - Yeah.
I'm really sorry, but I've got to go home right now.
Morning.
- I love when they do that. - That could break the machine.
Please.
That's Ty. Thanks.
- My number's unlisted. - Will you relax?
We've been dating tor three months, and he is not a stalker.
This is Mark in the Morning from Magic 96.7 radio station.
- Who am I speaking with? - My God, it's Mark in the Morning!
Put on the speakerphone.
Hi, Mark. I'm Karla Wilson.
Why are you at home on this Fourth of July weekend?
I'm actually in school...
- How would you like to win a getaway? - Hell, yeah!
You'll have to remember your geography because, to win, you need to...
tell me the capital of Brazil.
Okay, the capital ot Brazil.
Come on. One easy question, one great getaway.
We need an answer. No looking it up.
- Okay, five seconds. - Five seconds.
- Four, three, two... - Rio.
Rio de Janeiro!
Did you say Rio?
- Yes? - You just won a quickie getaway!
Hush up. I can't hear.
We'll call you back with the details. What's your favorite radio station?
Magic 96.7!
That's what I thought.
Who am I gonna take?
- Tyrell, my parents, his cousins... - Wait a second, me.
Mark said four tickets, so you have to think of someone to bring.
Ray! Phone!
Yeah?
I'm glad you called.
- I'm sorry. - You shouldn't be sorry.
I shouldn't have lett so tast.
I just...
Ray, listen.
Karla just won a trip to the Bahamas...
this island called Tower Bay.
She wants us to go with her.
The Bahamas? Really?
It would be a great chance for us to hang out for the weekend.
You know, just sitting in the sun...
drinking fruity drinks, swimming and...
You know.
- This weekend? - Yeah.
You can go away with your college friends, but you can't go away with me.
It's not you, it's Southport.
It's the Bahamas.
You know, tree.
You have to sell his ass on the Bahamas?
I really want us to be together.
Listen.
We're in the middle ot a big run up here.
It's been crazy. We have to go back out again tonight.
I can't make it up.
Will you try, tor me, please?
Yeah, I'll try but... Listen.
If I don't make it up there, you go ahead.
Have a great time.
For me, try, please. I really miss you.
I miss you too.
Bye.
Dude, what is your problem?
We haven't caught dick tor days.
Pull that big stick out of your ass.
She asked you to go to the Bahamas. Fuck it, man. You gotta go.
I'll ride up with you, kick it with my homies in Cambridge.
Yeah. Stupid.
Yes, stupid.
What were you thinking, man?
I'll show you what I've been thinking.
Whoa. Damn.
Thanks, but I'll need time to think about it.
- Nice tit. - Yeah.
- I should tell Julie that I'm coming. - On the way.
Surprise her. She'll be psyched.
Yeah.
All right, clean up.
Will you please forget about Ray?
That boy has fish on the brains.
- Yeah, but... - But nothing.
- Where are we going? - The Bahamas.
Here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
- Try the harmony. - You try the harmony. I'll lead.
You're going to lead? You suck.
Fuck you, man. I sound just like the dude. Listen.
And I've made up my mind
You don't sound anything like that guy.
- Are you deaf? - Fuck you.
I'm quitting this band, man.
Going solo.
Shit.
What are you doing? Let's just find a phone.
The guy looks dead.
Maybe not.
What are you doing?
This is tucked-up, man.
Shit.
Dave!
Girl, it's getting down to the wire.
He's not coming.
I just thought...
You left him tour messages.
He said he'd try.
"Try" is like "maybe."
"Try" is bullshit.
- He does work hard. - Work hard, my ass.
He's only breaking your heart because he can.
- I don't want to say, "I told you so." - Then don't.
Oh, my God.
What's happening, lovers?
Are we going to get tropical?
Let me talk to you for a minute.
What's up?
Please. I'm really sorry about Will.
He's my triend too...
and I don't want my ticket to go to waste.
So, where there's a Will, there's a way.
So let's start having fun now.
Come on.
Is there a problem?
There is no problem because we are all going to the Bahamas.
You goddamn right. Come on.
Right, we are going to the Bahamas.
- I shouldn't be in this row. - Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Take deep breaths.
Think ot something happy trom your childhood.
What it I can't?
I just can't relax going 500 miles an hour.
- Deep breaths. - Fumes build up in the fuel tanks.
You can buy surface-to-air missiles over the Internet.
Planes fall out of the sky tor no reason at all.
You would have a better chance of getting hit by lightning.
Planes get hit by lightning.
They get hit by meteors. They hit other planes.
You gonna get hit, all right, if you don't quit bitching.
Some folks just can't fly.
I'm the king ot the world!
Just breathe, Tyrell.
Man, get away trom me.
It's not a macho thing. It's about equilibrium in your inner ear.
You could have used the patch, but it's too late now.
You'll have to get used to it.
- Some folks just can't sail. - It's too bad too.
'Cause it's the only way on or oft the island.
Unless you have an accident. Then they call the Coast Guard.
It looks pretty remote.
Yeah, but that's what tourists pay for: Sun, sea and solitude.
- How much longer, man? - A few more minutes, kid.
Hang in there. Don't hold back. Let it out.
Just watch the boat. That way.
Ladies, it there's anything I can do to make your stay more pleasurable...
please don't hesitate to ask.
My name is Darick, and I will be at your service...
tor the duration of your stay, ladies.
Listen, old man, I've gotta work tast.
The season's almost over.
It the radio's right about the weather, you're already out ot time.
"Old man," my ass.
Beautiful.
- Wow. - Look at this.
We are here. We have arrived in paradise!
You gotta be shittin' me.
- Look at this cat. - What's up, my brother?
- Tyrell, I think we tound your brother. - I think we tound your brother.
Damn. You know what I was saying?
Are you looking tor some bud?
I got some bat guano. I got the cream jeans.
Listen, anything you guys need, Titus got.
- No, thank you. - What's up?
Everybody needs something. What about the sweet young ladies?
- Is there anything I can do? - Take a bath.
Damn, that's cold, woman.
Listen, if you need some weed, I'll get with you later.
What's up?
- Was you looking for the disco? - Beat it.
Hello.
- God, where is everyone? - That's a good question.
Excuse me.
I'll scare somebody up.
Shit.
- What can I do tor you? - Checking in.
Yes, let's roll out the red carpet.
Our contest winners are finally here.
Last name first, first name last.
- Nice dog you got there, man. - Not really.
Found pieces of guys like you in his stool.
- You got a problem? - I don't have a problem in the world.
This is such a beautiful old hotel. Don't you think?
It was built in the 1930s tor one ot the Rockefeller clan.
The tiles are imported from Spain. There's a lot of history here.
Judy Garland stayed here.
President Nixon...
We understand. It's old.
It will outlive you.
- Put that down, please. - Sorry.
- What? - You're in 201 and 202.
- Is that a bad thing? - No, not at all.
Those are our honeymoon suites.
Your what?
I take it you kids haven't exchanged vows?
We haven't exchanged anything.
Julie, we're talking suites.
That will be tine with us.
During your stay, our marginally trained...
otf-season staft ot tive will attend to your every need.
Did you say, "off-season"?
It's the Fourth ot July weekend.
The storm season begins today. The clouds roll in like clockwork.
"Storm season"?
It's our version ot winter.
That's 201, 202.
Scrabble and Parcheesi are in the lounge.
Enjoy.
Ain't nothing tree in this world. Everybody says it, and it's true.
I wanted you guys to have a great trip.
Baby, we will. Don't you worry about that.
We've got the whole island to ourselves.
It's been blue skies all day. It might be pertect the whole weekend.
Guys, this is us, 202.
- The bags. - Yes.
201 and 202.
Don't use these much.
- Why is that? - No reason in particular.
These are fancy rooms tor kids your age.
- We won a competition. - What did you have to do?
- Guess the capital ot Brazil. - Rio, baby.
- That's right. - Good tor you, girl.
Where should I put your bags?
You can put their stutf in there and ours back here.
Karla, you promised.
I also promised Tyrell.
Julie, what's up? You're killing me.
It it's cool, I can sleep on the couch.
That way they can practice that real honeymoon. I'll take this.
I've been doing this since betore you were a gleam in your tather's eye.
- Sure it's cool with you? - Yeah, as long as you don't snore.
It I get out of hand, you can toss something at me.
He looks pretty beat up.
Yeah, but he seems certain.
His friend was killed out on the highway by somebody named Ben Willis.
He said Willis had a hook on his hand and was driving a BMW.
Look, there's no body. There's no other vehicle involved.
He tell asleep at the wheel, crashed his truck into an old guard rail.
He got thrown out into a ditch, and he's damn lucky.
He sutfered severe head trauma.
After he rests up, it will probably all come back to him.
Doctor, number three just flat-lined.
Get me some help up here. I have a tlat-line, room three.
Shit.
- This bar is... - Empty?
You boys lost?
Wow. A human being.
Please, just tell me this isn't the bar scene.
- You want a drink? - We didn't get dressed up tor nothing.
You're dressed up?
All right, Will. Check this out, man.
We got planter's punch. We got a Singapore sling.
- How about a mai-motherfucking-tai? - Mai-mothertucking-tai.
- Yeah. - How about some ID?
I'm kidding.
The guy at the desk said it would be quiet, not dead.
- I guess he didn't tell you this is... - The last day of the season.
- Yes. - Yes, he told us.
So why are you still here?
That's none ot your goddamn business.
- I think I smell man trouble. - Yeah.
- Not anymore. - Did he dump you?
I shot him.
Now, what you boys want is a Dark and Stormy.
A little Vernon's rum, a little ginger beer and splash of Tabasco.
It's good. Trust me.
Am I bad? He's really great and kind of cute.
Yes, he is cute, and he has a crush on you.
- But? - But I miss Ray.
I really do. I tried to call him.
You know what? Ray made up his own mind.
That means you're tree to make up yours.
So tor the next 48 hours, your smile is a trown turned upside down.
Really?
- Here comes my baby. - Hi.
- You like the outfit? - No, I love it.
- Thank you. - What do you think?
It's a cool bar, right?
Every bar looks the same once you've worked in one.
- Am I right, sister? - Got that right.
You look beautiful.
- I'm Julie. This is Karla. - Nancy.
- Hi. - Welcome to Tower Bay's...
most happening hot spot.
Up in our room is gonna be the most happening hot spot.
- Four Dark and Stormies. - The drinks are here.
- To a great weekend. - Yeah.
- Screw the weather. - Fuck it.
So what do you do around here tor tun?
Make fun ot tourists, basically.
Or I let them make tun of themselves.
- Karaoke. Perfect. - That's what I'm talking about.
- Don't even think about it. - I won't.
Don't listen to them party poopers. You keep doing your thing.
This is not tor me. This is for someone who really needs it.
So, one single with extra cheese.
- Yes. - No.
What did I say?
Come on.
- Julie in the house. - Just do it.
Ladies and gentlemen...
please give a round ot applause for my very best friend.
Get up here.
All right.
- Thank you, Karla. - You're welcome.
At first I was afraid I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
Are you happy? Then I spent so many nights
Thinking how you did me wrong And I grew strong
And I learned how to get along
But now you're back from outer space
Hi, Will. I just walked in to find you here
With that sad look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave the key
If I'd have known for just one second you'd be back to bother me
Oh, now go
Everyone's a goddamn singer.
Just turn around now 'cause you're not welcome anymore
I don't know the lyrics. Hold on.
It's him.
- What do you mean? - He did something to the screen.
- What's up with the music? - What's wrong?
I swear to God, it said...
What are you talking about?
Nothing.
- What's the matter? - Where are you going?
Shit.
- My God! - It's my tault.
I am so sorry.
I shouldn't have... I didn't think.
This is so sweet. I'm sorry.
I scared you. I crossed the line.
You scared me, but I'm a little on edge.
- Sorry. - You don't have to apologize.
I'm the one, and I understand.
I'm just gonna take a walk.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
I just really like you a lot.
I want you to have a great time.
I want you to be happy.
I'll just grab a few things here.
God, I'm sorry.
- Bounce, baby. - Baby, you know what?
- What? - I've decided...
I'm gonna change my major to finance.
And I'm going to Wall Street. You know why?
- Why is that, lover? - Because that is the only way...
I can attord a big-ass bed like this.
Show me some love on this big-ass bed.
A Jacuzzi.
Come on, baby, don't go there. Stay right here.
Baby, I spent 100 bucks on my new bathing suit.
Even if it's just for you to pull it oft...
I gotta wear it.
That's what I'm talking about.
You didn't mention that earlier, you sexy thing.
Goddamn it, man. You scared the shit out ot me.
You're living your lite in tear, bro.
It's time for your passage into manhood.
What do you want?
Hear me out. There's a kick-ass party on the mainland.
I'm saying we take the boat and get jiggy with it!
Come on, man.
I gotta tie the boat. There's a storm coming.
- Then I'm going to bed. - And that's it?
That's all I got for today.
- Please, take the bake elsewhere. - All right.
- Be careful, please. - Bullshit. Listen, buddy.
You need to take a chill pill.
- Have a good time, bro. - I will, buddy.
Damn it!
Very funny, asshole.
Man, give me a hand, would you?
- Long distance. - I need an international operator.
One moment, please.
Come on.
Housekeeping.
- What? - Wait a second.
- Have you seen my hair tie? - Come on.
I'm sorry, baby. I just don't want to get my hair wet.
Look, I finally got you alone in this Jacuzzi...
and, personally, I do not want to be talking about hair care.
- Don't get feisty. - "Feisty"?
It's too late for all that. 'Cause you know what?
We're miles away trom anybody, so nobody can hear you scream.
I used to be a lifeguard.
Please don't make me blow my whistle.
I'd just hate...
for you to blow...
your whistle.
No water sports after midnight.
- That's hotel policy. - What's the policy on burning herb?
You can't try it until you buy it.
What's up?
It's all good.
Believe me, it is all good.
Crazy freak.
Now where was I?
- Isn't this beautiful? - Damn.
There's ten people on this whole island.
They're all gonna end up in this Jacuzzi.
- How's the water? - Crowded.
- This teels great. - How's Julie doing?
She's up in her room alone.
- Any advice? - Yeah. Find another Jacuzzi.
Don't give up so easy. Hang in there.
It's great, isn't it?
I can't win.
I can't.
Where in the hell's my toothbrush?
It's happening again.
What happened?
I do not tind this at all tunny.
There was a body in there. I swear it.
You said you were tired. Maybe you were dreaming.
- I wasn't dreaming. - I knew you people would be trouble.
I knew it the moment I saw you.
You listen to me. He's here.
Who is here?
- What's going on? - I don't know.
Julie saw some dead guy in the closet...
but all we see is bathrobes.
- Cool. - You think this is funny?
Goddamn it, Tyrell. I am not going crazy. He was in there.
Yeah? Then where is he now?
- Where's the dead guy? - Julie, think about it.
What did you actually see?
I saw the dockhand guy hanging by his neck in there.
All right, look.
In the morning, we'll talk to Darick, the dockhand guy...
and we'll put this whole thing to rest.
In the meantime...
let's slow down on the Dark and Stormies and get some sleep.
- Don't look at me. - I want off this island.
That's not possible.
The last terry left a couple hours ago. There won't be another one tor days.
- We have a storm coming. - I'll call the mainland for a boat.
The phones went down.
It's dead.
Now listen up. The next couple days will be rough, but we'll make it.
- What about a radio? - Emergencies only.
- What the hell would you call this? - Four spoiled city kids...
who wouldn't know a hurricane it it blew up their ass.
This is not a drill.
All we can do now is batten down and ride it out.
And it it gets really bad, we have a storm shelter.
Good night.
Pain ot the past, tear ot the tuture, blood ot the young.
Yeah, that's my babies. Y'all growed up good.
Y'all growed up real good.
Where you hiding? Come to papa.
Yeah.
That's it.
Find that damn lighter.
Can I help you?
Goddamn it!
What are you doing?
Seriously, don't do that!
God, I... Jesus, no!
It's all good.
Can I help you?
That's a full carat.
- How much? - She's got some flaws.
Truthtully, I don't have much ot a market tor this kind of thing.
- Best I can do is two, maybe two fitty. - Make it 300.
Throw in that too.
Which one are you talking about?
You're crazy, boy.
That's worth 300 all by itself.
- And there's a waiting period. - I'm not waiting.
So keep the ring and give me the gun.
Look, boy, you sure you want to go this way?
- Is it loaded? - No.
Load it.
Baby, this is bullshit.
This ain't the romantic weekend I had in mind.
Get any sleep?
- Yeah. Some. - Wow, look at that.
Another beautiful day in paradise...
with Julie as our tour director.
Miss Psychotic Episode.
You see any dead bodies out there?
Any fresh kill?
- Shut up, Ty. - How about Freddie or Jason?
Leave her alone.
I'm just saying what everybody's thinking.
It bad enough getting rained out, without having to hold her hand.
You don't have to be an asshole about it.
It's okay.
He doesn't believe me. That's his right.
I'm starting to think I'm crazy too.
Nobody thinks you're crazy.
I do.
You guys go find something to do.
- I want to do something with you. - Please?
Let's go to the gym and work oft some stress.
Nobody thinks you're crazy.
Look, what we need to do is tind stoner boy.
Make him hook us up with some Ping-Pong paddles or pool sticks.
You know what? The greenhouse eftect has caused the Gult Stream to shift.
Meteorological experts expect dramatic increase in tropical depression...
which cause hurricanes and massive coastal flooding.
It wouldn't take much ot a storm surge to wipe us otf this island.
Shut up, okay?
God.
Come on!
This is a nice gym.
- Yeah. - Wow. Nice move. - Yeah.
I'll give your fisherman some of this.
See how he likes it.
Poor baby.
You know what? Got a better idea.
You're not leaving this island till you get a tan. Come on.
Cancer in a box.
No, this is the safe sun.
Come on. It's better than a day on the beach, girl.
Here we go.
With a little photosynthesis, you will feel like a new...
House plant?
Exactly. Bye.
You sure this is the way to the pool?
There's his cart. The idiot lett it in the rain.
Dryer.
"Gee, Karla, that will break the machine."
Damn. How many pairs is in there?
Pool boy!
Yo, Bob Marley!
You in there or what?
Come on!
- You guys, help me! - We have to cut it!
Use this!
Come on.
I'm not crazy! I told you I was not crazy!
He's here. We better get to a radio and call tor help.
This classities as a fucking emergency.
Brooks, where the tuck you at?
We want otf this tucking island!
Shit.
We gotta get the fuck out of here.
Where are the boats? There were boats here.
They were cut loose.
- You want to tell us what's going on? - We're all gonna die!
- He's gonna kill us one by one. - Who?
Stop that shit, all right? Ben Willis is dead.
- You killed him. Remember? - They never tound the body.
Two summers ago, we lied to the authorities.
We hit Ben Willis with our car...
and threw his body in the water to cover it up.
Only he didn't die.
He killed Barry and Helen last July 4.
I thought Ray and I had killed him, but we didn't.
You listen to me! He's back!
We're in the middle ot nowhere!
There's dead bodies piling up all over the place!
As tar as I can see, there's only one guy missing!
- The porter. What's his name? - Estes. That's exactly who it is.
That fucker knows something.
We can sit here and wait for him to kill us or we can tind him tirst.
- It's not him. - Fuck that.
- We got to do something. - I'm with him.
- Come on! - Julie, I can't believe you.
How can you not tell me the whole story?
- I'm your best friend! - I didn't want to involve anybody else.
It's too late for that now.
Let's go.
You sick bastard! You in here?
You hear me? Sick!
- He's not here. - Some crazy shit in here.
Yeah, no doubt. This is our fucking killer.
This is our fucking guy.
You guys.
Shit.
Fuck.
- Anyone missing a hair tie? - Shit, that's my.
What about a toothbrush?
Voodoo.
We got to tind flashlights, torches, guns...
whatever they got on this island, so we can get ott.
What it he's down there collecting body parts or something?
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- You guys should just wait here. - Why can't we come with you?
It's safer here. We'll just be one second.
Where you going?
What the hell was that?
Shit. Julie?
Brasilia.
Watch out!
That's the capital of Brazil, not Rio.
No, you guys. Leave him alone!
- This is the killer. - Bullshit. We've seen the voodoo stutf.
I tound the bodies this morning.
I tried to use the radio, but he had already destroyed it.
- Leave him alone. I believe him. - Come on. You saw his room.
I haven't hurt anyone.
I stole those things to help you, to protect you.
He could have easily killed me, but he didn't.
Jesus Christ, we didn't even answer the radio question right.
- This whole thing was a setup. - What the fuck are you talking about?
Rio isn't the capital of Brazil. Sorry, wrong answer.
- We lose. - So then where is this Ben Willis?
I don't know.
You never fucking know.
Are we supposed to just trust you?
- How do we know you didn't set this up? - How do we know you didn't?
I know who you're talking about.
He used to work here at the hotel.
Lately, I've seen him out in the woods by the orchard.
If you like, I can show you.
How do we know he's not setting us up?
- Where else are you gonna go? - I know I'm not staying here.
We'll be better ott in the open.
It we stick together, maybe we can kill this asshole for good.
Show us.
What the hell...
I need to get to Tower Bay Island.
We're closed.
I need to get to that island now.
Let me ask you something, sport.
Did you see what it's like outside?
I'm not looking tor a weather report.
I'm looking for a boat.
So which one's yours?
He worked here for many years.
Raised a family.
Pretty wite, two little ones.
A boy and a girl.
One day the wife went missing.
Maid found blood all over the honeymoon suite, room 201.
Eventually, they found the body. Pieces of it, at least.
People say she was cheating on him.
People say he would beat her.
People say a lot of things.
He disappeared.
The children too.
Now he's back.
- Julie, be careful. - I've got to see.
What's today's date?
July 4.
I'm not gonna die on this island.
Do you hear me?
If you want me, Ben, come and get me! I'm right here!
But my grave stays empty!
This is crazy.
The phone lines are down and the boats are gone...
This is the Arcadian requesting emergency assistance...
Then we fight.
Where did Estes go?
- Why? He can't help us anyway. - He's probably the only one who can.
- I'll find him. - I'm going with you.
Are you crazy? You're gonna leave us here by ourselves?
It's okay. He couldn't have got far. I'll catch up with you later.
- Meet us back at the hotel, okay? - Damn it.
Come on. Let's go.
Yes.
What I really need is a gun, not a knite.
So what's up?
What are you gonna do with those?
You gonna butter him? You gonna clean vegetables?
Take this. You ready?
Yeah.
You okay?
We're gonna get this fucker, right?
- Let's head to the pantry. - Why? Is that a good place to hide?
I don't know. I'm just tuckin' hungry.
Estes, where did you go?
You said you would help us.
You should have told us you had a boat.
- We're not going anywhere. - What?
Baby, don't go in here.
It's only tood. Don't even worry about it, baby.
Stop trying to act like you ain't hungry.
Shit!
It's just a stupid rat.
Come in!
Come on.
This is the Arcadian requesting emergency assistance...
tor Tower Bay Island.
I repeat: This is the Arcadian requesting emergency assistance.
So, that's where the flashlights were.
Look, I'm sorry, but you could have been the one doing all this.
So could you, crazy bitch.
You're the one that broke in to my hiding place.
I'm sorry. I must have missed the sign.
Excuse me, but this place didn't have a murder rate until you showed up.
I've never seen a dead body betore.
Yeah, get used to it.
Who's doing this?
Here we go. Look, don't even get her started.
It's a long tucked-up story...
and you probably won't believe a word ot it anyway.
All I know is that this is the worse vacation of my whole lite.
I'm tired. I'm hungry. I'm fucking horny.
And, personally, I haven't seen one goddamn psycho killer.
I know where we can hide!
Karla, come on.
- Shit. - It won't lock.
Follow me. Stay on the beams.
Jesus Christ, that's my bedroom.
Give me your hand. Come on!
God, you sick treak.
Shit.
Shit! We've got to do something!
She is never gonna make it. Come on.
Get otf me!
Oh, shit.
Damn, it's locked.
Are you okay?
I'll live. It's locked.
- We gotta open the door. - We'll get you out. I promise.
- It's one ot these. - Hurry.
Shit! Come on, Nancy!
Nancy, open the door! Come on!
I can't find it!
Get out ot the way!
Karla, come on!
Run!
- Where are we going? - The storm shelter!
Don't worry. I know there's emergency power here somewhere.
Karla, just grab hold of my hand.
I am holding your hand.
No, you're not.
- You guys okay? - My God, it's Will.
Come on. Let's get out ot here.
Everything's gonna be okay. Let's just get inside.
- Did you get help? What happened? - Estes attacked me.
- What? You think he's a part ot this? - I don't know.
- You're hurt. - I'll be okay.
Wait! I don't think we should go inside.
The last time I saw the slicker guy was on the beach.
I think we're sate.
Jesus, you're bleeding to death.
- We need to tind a tirst-aid kit. - I think there's one in the lobby.
Okay, just sit there.
Don't worry. He's gone. Just go. It will be okay.
I'll go with you. Come on.
Listen, you are going to be okay.
Jesus, there's blood everywhere.
- I can't tind a wound. - It's because it's not my blood.
What?
It's not my blood, Julie.
What's your tavorite radio station?
Come on! What's your tavorite radio station?
96.7. It's time for you to contemplate the ultimate quickie getaway.
Here. Take that.
Come on.
Fuck.
Get ott me! Get up!
God!
Look at the bright side, Jules.
We tinally get to spend some quality time together.
Why are you doing this to me?
Me, me, me. It's always about you.
"I'm having bad dreams." "I can't sleep."
"I'm not doing well in school." "I'm having trouble with my boytriend."
I trusted you.
You are so much like the rest ot them.
You never take responsibility for anything you do...
and you think you can get away with murder.
Why did you do that? You're a bitch.
That's gonna leave a mark.
- Tell me why. - Why? Think about it!
You'll get it. Will Benson!
Ben's son.
Hi, Dad.
Hush now. No more screaming.
No more running. It's time to die.
Let her go!
You gotta be shitting me.
What are you gonna do, boy? Call us names?
- Let her go now! - Think about it, boy.
You're no killer. That's my job.
You don't have it in you.
Sure did miss you down here, Ray.
It's too bad. We could have been triends.
Really, man, I would have shared her with you.
Come on, stay with me. You see that?
Think about all the things we are going to do to her.
You want him, Dad?
Stand him up.
Just tucking die.
This is the Coast Guard. Remain where you are.
The rescue team will be with you shortly.
God, I thought I would never see you again.
Girl, you don't have to worry about me.
I'm made ot steel.
Good old Ray.
It anyone asks, let's not tell them it rained the whole time, okay?
It will be our little secret.
Yeah.
I almost tell asleep on the couch. You didn't tell me how late it was.
- Were you checking the locks again? - You know me too well.
Don't you dare go to sleep.
I love this thing.
What the hell is your problem? Just stop.