(wind blowing)
(leaves rustling)
(suspenseful music)
(wind blowing) (leaves rustling)
(suspenseful music)
(lock clangs) (pages rustling)
- [Narrator] A forest.
Now, for many of us, the forest represents different things.
It may be a magical place, a place of adventure.
It may be a place of play.
It may also be a place of fear.
(gunshot blasts)
(wings fluttering) (birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshot blasts) (bullet thuds)
A place of hungry wolves or conniving witches.
A place where children go and never return.
But it may also be a home,
a place where families are born.
(peaceful music)
(leaves rustling) (peaceful music continues)
Where they grow, where they prosper,
where a parent teaches its child the ways of the world,
which, of course, includes its dangers.
(suspenseful music)
Because it's a parent's intuition, isn't it?
To protect no matter the cost,
(suspenseful music continues)
'cause sometimes, no matter how hard you try
to shield yourself and your family
from the dangers of a world,
(spade thuds)
sometimes life has other ideas.
(suspenseful music continues)
Because there comes a time in every life
when its world is changed forever.
For the life affected, the question then becomes,
how does it cope?
Or maybe they become angry, bitter, twisted,
hellbent on revenge.
Because what happens
if the forest fights back?
(dramatic music)
(gunshot blasts)
- You ever shot a deer?
- No. Have you?
- Yeah. Once.
(suspenseful music)
(bird thuds)
(suspenseful music)
- So you're not coming?
Do you know what, Simon? I'm gonna tell him, I am.
Because after everything you've said to him,
everything you promised, you just can't be bothered.
You wan to be pretend to be on a work trip.
You know what else? Fuck you.
Fuck you.
(dramatic gaming music)
You're gonna be sick if you play that in the car.
(dramatic gaming music continues)
Benji? Benji, come on.
(melancholic music)
(suspenseful music)
- Come on. Bloody thing. (fist thudding)
- Off anywhere nice, are we?
- Yeah. We're visiting his dad's family.
- Oh. (chuckles) Family's hey?
The only thing worse than your own is someone else's.
You can choose your partners,
but you can't choose your in-laws, am I right?
Mine are a nightmare.
Getting (indistinct), I think is the best thing I can.
(Rob gasps) (brakes screeching)
Sorry about that, love.
They've been tearing around these roads there for weeks.
But they're up to something though. You mark my words.
Something criminal.
(Benji's stomach rumbling)
Friend of mine, the other night,
he got driven into a ditch, he did.
Car's completely right off.
So we got off lightly, if anything. (chuckles)
- Excuse me? Can you pull over?
- Oh, oh. Yeah, sure. - Please?
- Yeah. - He's gonna be sick.
- [Rob] Alright. Okay.
(gravel crunching)
- Go, go, go, go.
(Benji retching)
Get it up.
Get it up, get it all up. That's it.
And again.
(Benji spitting)
Better? Come on, sit down for a minute, okay.
Give it a minute here.
You okay? You might wanna listen to me in the future.
- Thought Dad was picking me up.
- Yeah. Well, he got delayed.
- What happened?
- Nothing. Just a work thing.
- You're getting deported, aren't you?
- What?
- Deported. You and dad not married anymore.
- No, Benji. No, we're not getting deported.
Come on. He's gonna meet us at your grandma's.
- Really?
- Yeah. Yeah, so come on, get in the cab.
(Bambi growling)
Benji, come on.
(door thuds)
(dramatic rumbling)
- He's just like what my little boy used to be like.
Less than five minutes down the road
and he'd be spewing up his guts.
And then the cheeky get to blame me for it.
Hey, sucking on a sweet,
that's what used to take his mind off things.
Cheeky little bugger.
(Bambi growling) (hooves thudding)
(metal clanging)
(Xana shouting and groaning)
(metal creaking)
(Xana coughing)
- Benji.
- Is everybody all right? Is everyone okay?
(Xana coughing)
(hooves thudding)(leaves rustling)
(Xana breathing heavily)
I think it's still out there.
(Bambi growls)
(metal clanging)
(Rob moaning and groaning)
Oh. Oh.
- That's okay.
- What's going on, Mom?
- Oh, thank God.
(metal clanging)
(Rob screaming)
- Mom, there's something wet.
(Rob screaming continues) (metal clanging continues)
(bones crunching)
- You're gonna move back. Move back behind me.
Keep your eyes closed.
(Rob screaming) (metal clanging)
Move to the front.
(metal clanging)
(glass shattering)
(Xana groaning)
(metal clanging) (suspenseful music)
(Bambi growling)
Move.
(suspenseful music)
(creepy music)
- Bambi.
(suspenseful music)
- Bambi.
(suspenseful music continues)
- Benji, come on. Come on.
(suspenseful music continues)
- Bambi.
Bambi.
(oven timer ringing)
(meat squishing)
- Trust her to make us go and wait like this.
- Well, you know what the taxis are like,
especially around here.
- Andrew. (fingers clicking) Kitchen roll.
- [Josh] Isn't Simon picking them up?
- Simon? Simon's not coming.
- Our brother has a work do. Apparently.
- At least he had the decency to let us know.
- Well, why don't you give her a call?
- I would do, but I don't have any signal here, do I?
- [Josh] Um? Landline?
- Had to have it disconnected.
- Why?
- [Andrew] Mother kept calling the police.
- [Mary] Your mother.
(suspenseful music)
- Mary?
- [Mary] Bambi.
- Mary. Come back inside, please.
Oh. Or speak.
(footsteps squelching)
It's hard enough being married to your son
without you running off.
I thought I told you to watch her. Sit there.
- I was.
- Just don't let her out of your sight.
- Well, actually, you're not my real mum.
- You'll get fat, you know? If you keep eating those.
- Will I?
- Yeah. You'll balloon like a bouncy castle.
Bounce, bouncy, bounce.
(both imitating laughing)
(suspenseful music)
- They're here.
- What was that?
- Thanks, Grandma. That's not freaky at all.
(door slams)
(Xana breathing heavily)
(finger tapping)
(engine rumbling)
(cellphone ringing)
- Yeah, we're on our way back now.
- Everything on track?
- [Tyler] Don't worry. Trust me.
What?
- [Boss] I've gotta go.
- Call me when. (phone beeping)
What?
- [Harriet] If it's really as dangerous as you claim,
surely we'd be safer inside.
- Okay. Well, what about the driver?
We just left him.
- [Harriet] Well, that's his problem.
- Harriet. No. - Well, it is.
- No.
- I'll go.
- What? No.
- I can try and get some signal. Call for help.
- Andrew.
- I dunno, it's up to him. Maybe it's for the best.
(palm thuds)
(door thuds)
(Benji crying)
- [Benji] Ah.
(peaceful music)
(suspenseful music)
- [Michael] Anything?
(suspenseful music continues)
- She pretty tasty, hey?
(suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi growls)
- What was that?
- Behind me.
(suspenseful music continues)
(Mary humming)
- Grandma?
Grandma? (fingers clicking) Grandma?
(suspenseful music continues)
Shut up!
- [Xana] Harrison.
- What?
- Don't do that.
- Why not?
- Because it's mean.
- She's annoying.
- You're annoying.
(Mary humming) (suspenseful music)
(twigs snapping)
- He's dead, isn't he? The driver.
- No. No, Josh was with him.
It'll be okay.
Try not to think about it, okay?
- When's Dad getting here?
- Soon.
- He'll know what to do.
(melancholic music)
Ow. - Sorry.
(melancholic music continues)
Sorry.
(melancholic music continues)
(twigs snapping)
(gunshot blasts)
(bullet thuds) (Josh groans)
(Josh thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(Xana gasps)
- It's creepy, isn't it?
- [Xana] What is it?
- I don't know. She's been painting them for weeks.
Brought you some clothes.
- Oh, thanks.
- They're Harriet's, so.
- I'll be careful.
- Thank you.
(footsteps thudding)
(suspenseful music)
- Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
(Tyler breathing heavily) (Michael breathing deeply)
- [Eddie] Where'd he come from?
Another crash, do you reckon?
- No. No, too clean.
Staying in that motherfucking house is my guess.
- [Eddie] What's he doing out here?
- Fuck knows.
Take him back to the truck.
(suspenseful music)
(water splashing)
(suspenseful music)
(candy rattling)
(candy thuds)
- Wimp.
- [Harriet] Harrison!
- What?
- [Harriet] Come here, please, darling.
- Why?
- [Harriet] Because I said so.
(Benji chuckling)
- What are you laughing at?
- Um.
- Darling, so sad.
- [Benji] What's sad, Grandma?
- I don't know why you bother. She's lost it.
She's all. (groaning)
- Darling, this is Simon.
- Grandma?
- No. Not my son.
- [Harriet] Harrison!
- What?
- [Harriet] I said come here.
(footsteps thudding)
- Oh, Simon.
- It's Benji, Grandma.
- [Mary] Oh.
(suspenseful music)
(light switch clicks) (fire crackling)
(lights clicking) (fire crackling continues)
(pages rustling)
(wind howling)
(lights clicking)
(pages rustling)
(lights clicking)
- Grandma?
(footsteps thudding)
Grandma?
(suspenseful music)
Mom! Mom!
- Benji? Benji!
Benji.
- Mom, it's back.
(suspenseful music)
(fire crackling)
(suspenseful music)
- Move! Go, go, go.
Get back. Go Benji!
(glass shattering) (suspenseful music continues)
Go Benji!
(wood cracking) (suspenseful music continues)
(glass shattering) (suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music continues)
(Harrison and Harriet screaming)
- Whoa! What the fuck?
What the fuck was that?
(Bambi growling)
What the fuck?
Come. Let's go.
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music continues)
(Harriet screaming) (suspenseful music continues)
(handle squeaking) (suspenseful music continues)
- No.
(suspenseful music continues)
(Harriet moaning) (suspenseful music continues)
(Harriet screaming) (suspenseful music continues)
- Come on, Mary.
Come on, Mary.
(suspenseful music continues)
Mary. Go.
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Andrew] Come on.
(engine sputtering) (suspenseful music continues)
Come on.
- Come on.
- Wait. Where's Harriet?
(suspenseful music continues)
Where's Harriet? Did you see her?
(suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi growling)
(suspenseful music continues)
(antler squelching) (suspenseful music continues)
(torso thuds)
(suspenseful music continues)
(keys jangling)
(engine revving) (suspenseful music continues)
- He's coming, Dad!
Dad!
(Mary humming)
Shut the fuck up!
(suspenseful music continues)
- Mom?
- Go, go, go.
(hooves thudding) (suspenseful music continues)
(brakes squealing) (suspenseful music continues)
(Andrew speaks indistinctly)
- Shit. Stay there.
(suspenseful music continues)
Come on!
(suspenseful music continues)
(engine roaring)
- Hold on, watch out. Bad shoulder.
(suspenseful music)
- Mom!
Mom!
(suspenseful music continues)
- Faster. Go faster!
- Come on.
- Fucking put your foot down.
- Gear stick's stuck.
(suspenseful music continues)
Fucking hell! Come on!
(suspenseful music continues)
(Xana speaks indistinctly)
(Andrew speaks indistinctly)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Xana breathing heavily)
(Andrew sighs)
(suspenseful music)
(bugs chirping) (footsteps crunching)
(footsteps thudding)
(footsteps thudding continues)
(suspenseful music)
- Do you think it's supposed to be the creature?
(suspenseful music continues)
What? Was she there?
- [Tyler] You're gonna wanna see this.
(suspenseful music continues)
(Harriet gasping) (suspenseful music continues)
- Should I?
(suspenseful music continues)
- Shh.
(suspenseful music continues)
(blood gushing)
(Harriet choking) (blood burbling)
(suspenseful music continues)
(engine idling)
- Fuck! Fucking fuck.
Are you not seeing what I'm seeing?
There's a tree, a massive fucking tree
in the middle of the road.
And it's all Simon's fault, insisting that we all come down
just because he didn't wanna spend a weekend alone
with his fucking kid.
And then what happened? The bastard didn't even show up.
(engine idling continues)
(peaceful music)
- Oh, Simon?
(peaceful music continues)
You're Simon.
- It's Benji, Grandma.
- Oh. Anyway.
- Where is he? Where's Dad?
- Simon,
he's out playing in the park.
He'll be home soon for his tea.
(peaceful music continues)
Hmm.
(peaceful music continues)
(suspenseful music)
- Can't you just do it?
- No.
- Why? - Because they need my help.
- Can't Grandma just do it?
- No, Grandma.
Benji, I want you to do it.
For me. Please.
- Oh, no.
- Right. So when we're ready.
- You gimme the signal to drive.
- Exactly. Then?
- Don't know.
- You do. - I don't.
- I've just explained this to you. It's not rocket science.
- I don't understand why I have to do-
- 'Cause I've asked you to, and I need you to. Okay?
(Xana sighs)
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music)
(hooves thudding) (suspenseful music)
Drive, Benji! Drive!
(tires squealing) (suspenseful music continues)
- Dad! Dad! (Andrew screaming)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Mom, I don't know what to do. Mom!
(Andrew screaming continues)
Mom, Mom. - Hold on!
(suspenseful music continues)
(Harrison crying) (suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi sniffing) (suspenseful music continues)
(branch cracks)
(Bambi growls)
(hooves thudding) (suspenseful music continues)
(Harrison thuds)
(Harrison sniffs)
(Harrison retching)
(Bambi growling)
(fawn bleating)
(flies buzzing)
(Harrison sighs) (fawn bleating)
(hooves thudding)
- Oh, (indistinct).
(engine rumbling)
(engine sputtering)
- Watch your grandma.
(door thuds)
Andrew?
(flesh squelches)
(suspenseful music)
What are you?
- Is he okay?
- Why aren't you watching Grandma? Where is she?
- Grandma? Grandma?
- No, no. Shh, shh.
Okay.
- She's there.
(suspenseful music)
Come on.
(footsteps thudding)
(Harrison gagging)
- Oh, for fuck's sake. (crying)
(branch cracks)
(leaves rustling)
(paws thudding)
(rabbit chirruping)
What the fuck do you want?
(foot thuds)
You fucking thing.
(suspenseful music)
(rabbit squealing)
No.
(rabbits chirruping)
(suspenseful music)
Sorry.
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(metal clangs) (Harrison screaming)
(material tearing) (flesh squelching)
(Harrison screaming continues) (suspenseful music continues)
(leaves rustling)
- What's that smell? - Shh.
(Mary humming)
Stay here, okay? - But.
- Benji, I mean it. Stay here.
(Mary mumbling)
Mary? Mary, it's me, Xana.
(Mary mumbling)
(suspenseful music)
Mary?
Mary, it's me, Xana.
Hey, are you okay?
You gotta stay with me and Benji, Mary.
(Mary mumbling)
It's okay. Okay?
We're worried about you.
(Mary mumbling)
- Death. Death.
Death. Death.
(flare roaring)
- Benji? Benji, what the hell are you doing?
- Mom, I just thought I saw something.
- Did you not listen to a word I said?
(flare roaring continues)
(suspenseful music)
(Xana gasps)
(flare roaring continues)
(suspenseful music)
(flare roaring continues)
(suspenseful music)
(flare roaring continues)
(suspenseful music)
* And here he comes down to the (indistinct) *
* You better go into the skies
- Mary. Mary, shh.
(Mary singing indistinctly)
(Bambi growling)
(Mary singing indistinctly)
- There definitely was.
(suspenseful music)
(Bambi growling)
- Run!
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
Come on, Mary. Come on.
(indistinct), it's okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
(Xana screams) (suspenseful music continues)
It's okay. Benji, run!
(suspenseful music continues)
(engine idling)
(suspenseful music)
So there's a little boy, Harrison. He's 15.
He's on his own. We need to call the police.
- I think it's best we get you back to our house.
There's satellite phone there.
- And there's another guy, Josh. He's 30.
- Try not to worry, love. We'll look after you.
We'll get you back, get you warm, call the police.
We'll work out what to do.
You'll be safe there. Promise.
(suspenseful music)
(gravel crunching)
(bird thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music continues)
- With me.
- [Eddie] Where?
- So we gonna give the police a call now, yeah?
You okay. - Mm.
(metal clanging)
(suspenseful music)
- It's your father.
- Jo?
(suspenseful music continues)
Jo, is that you?
(suspenseful music continues)
Jo?
(suspenseful music continues)
Jo, is that you?
(suspenseful music continues)
- It's all right, Michael. It's me.
You can lower your weapon.
- I thought you might have been.
- Dad? Dad.
(footsteps thudding)
Made me drive through it.
- Benji.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(footsteps thudding) (suspenseful music)
(Tyler sighs)
(fawn bleating)
Shut the fuck up. (groans)
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Xana] You better have a fucking good explanation.
- [Simon] Let's try and not swear, Xana.
- [Xana] Are you fucking kidding me?
- [Simon] Will you please stop swearing?
- [Xana] How do you know them? How do you know those men?
(suspenseful music)
- [Simon] It's complicated.
- [Xana] Oh, it's complicated?
- [Simon] Yes.
- [Xana] Do you know what's complicated, Simon?
Your son has just seen his uncle dead on the road.
That's complicated.
(suspenseful music)
- [Simon] Andrew?
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Xana] Yes.
- [Simon] And Josh?
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Xana] I don't know.
(suspenseful music continues)
- I did tell you, didn't I? I did tell you not to come.
- Is that all you've got to say?
- None of you were supposed to be here.
- [Xana] I wanted to look out for Benji.
I didn't wanna let Benji down.
- [Simon] Really? Really?
So that's the reason why you begged me
to take him this weekend.
- [Xana] I didn't beg you.
- "Oh, oh, please." - It's your turn.
- "Please." - You're his dad.
- [Simon] "Please, darling, take him off my hands."
- That didn't happen.
I want you to want to spend time with him.
I want you to want a relationship with your own child.
(door thuds)
(foot thuds)
(Benji crying) (melancholic music)
(fawn bleating)
(suspenseful music)
Who told them to do it?
- I did. But nothing like this has ever happened before.
- You've done this before?
- Willbexr have been dumping chemicals for years,
but these were evidently different.
- Oh my God- - We didn't know that they-
- We need to call the police, Simon.
- No. - Yes.
- No. Don't. - Yes, you do, Simon.
- No. - People have died.
Your own family have died.
- Yeah, and I'll go to prison. What will Benji think, huh?
No, think about the impact it'll have on him
having a father in prison.
(suspenseful music continues)
- I don't think it will have any impact whatsoever.
He knows exactly what it's like not to have a father around.
- Xana. Xana.
- [Jo] Yeah.
- [Michael] Eddie? Eddie, are you there?
(suspenseful music)
- What do we do now?
- Carry on as planned.
- [Eddie] Yes, boss?
- How are you getting on? (suspenseful music continues)
- We're nearly there.
- [Michael] Let us know when you're ready.
- Roger that.
(fawn bleating) (suspenseful music)
Jesus Christ.
- [Tyler] Sorry.
- What have you fucking gone and done now?
- It's heavy.
(cage clangs)
(fawn bleating)
Shut up. Shut up!
(fawn bleating)
- Gimme the phone.
(Michael chuckling)
- Xana.
- Give me the fucking phone.
- Xana.
Fucking stop.
- Simon. - Boss.
- Simon. - Fucking stop.
- Simon, we need to call the police.
(suspenseful music)
- Hand it over.
(suspenseful music continues)
He might not hurt you, but I will.
(suspenseful music continues)
So fucking give it.
(suspenseful music continues)
(phone thuds)
Now, let's calm all this down, shall we?
Less of the histrionics.
(suspenseful music)
- What the hell is all of this?
- On a little clear-up job, aren't we, boss?
Your husband here.
- Ex husband.
- Needs to, how should we say it?
Cover his tracks.
Now we're laying a little trap is all.
- What sort of trap?
- Plan is to draw it out of the shadows.
- Draw what?
- [Michael] The creature that attacked you.
- You're bringing it here?
- [Michael] It's perfectly safe,
- Safe? Safe?
- Xana.
- You knew about this.
Our son is here.
(suspenseful music continues)
You're unbelievable.
(suspenseful music continues)
I can't believe you. I can't fucking believe you.
- We're safe here. Benji is safer here.
- Nobody is safe here, Simon.
(Mary mumbling)
Where is Benji?
(suspenseful music continues)
(fawn bleating)
(cage clangs)
(Eddie imitates fawn bleating)
- Stupid fucking thing. (fawn bleats)
- You sure this is a good idea?
- What do you mean?
- I don't know. I mean, it's a bit cruel.
- It's a fucking animal, mate. It doesn't have feelings.
(cage clangs)
- [Tyler] I'm going for a piss.
- What?
No. Can't you wait?
- [Tyler] I'm desperate.
- Fuck sake.
(cage clangs) (fawn bleating)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(Tyler sighs)
(urine trickling)
(hooves thudding)
(urine trickling continues)
(wood creaking)
(suspenseful music)
(Tyler thuds)
- Mary. Mary, look at me.
- [Mary] Hmm?
- Where's Benji? Where did he go?
- Up the hill.
- What hill, Mary?
- Oh, this is pointless. - Shut up.
- To fetch a pail of water.
- Okay. Mary, think, think.
Where is Benji?
- One day he gather them up.
(suspenseful music)
Chair. And bleed.
Kill, kill, kill, kill
- [Simon] Xana, she's lost it.
- No, no, no, no, no. Mary.
Mary, look at me, look at me. It's me, I'm Xana.
And you know Benji. You know Benji, you love Benji.
Where is he? Where's Benji?
- Would you like some potatoes with that?
(suspenseful music)
Chop, chop, chop, chop.
- Mary. - Chop, chop, chop.
Chop.
(suspenseful music continues)
- Benji! Benji!
- Xana!
- Fuck. Benji!
- Xana.
- Shit. Benji!
- Xana, come back inside.
- Benji!
(suspenseful music)
- [Simon] Xana!
(suspenseful music continues)
(plastic rustling) (suspenseful music continues)
(Xana groaning)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Fuck sake.
(suspenseful music)
Tyler.
(footsteps thudding)
(flies buzzing) (suspenseful music)
(flashlight thuds)
(Eddie retching) (suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music continues)
Fuck.
(suspenseful music continues)
- You all right? Are you okay?
I'm gonna get you out here. Okay?
(fawn bleating) (suspenseful music continues)
You're safe now. (fawn bleating)
Let's get you out of here.
- Eddie, come in, Eddie. Where the fuck are they?
(suspenseful music continues)
Will one of you fucking pick up?
- Boss? Boss?
(suspenseful music continues)
- Fucking kid! I'm gonna kill him.
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(suspenseful music)
(door thuds)
- Fuck.
(keys jangling)
(electronic beeping)
(door thuds)
(glass shattering) (Eddie moaning)
What the fuck?
(Eddie screaming)
(suspenseful music)
(Eddie moaning) (suspenseful music continues)
(Eddie screaming)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Benji! Benji!
- Mom?
- [Xana] Benji!
- Mom.
- [Xana] Benji!
- Mom, where are you?
- [Xana] Benji!
- Mom!
(suspenseful music)
- Whoa! Where is he, Jo?
Jo? Jo?
(suspenseful music)
(Bambi growling)
(door creaking)
(household items thudding)
(Bambi snarling)
(Bambi sniffing)
(Bambi growling)
(door thuds) (Jo screams)
(suspenseful music)
(wood cracking) (suspenseful music continues)
(Jo screaming) (suspenseful music continues)
- Fuck you!
(flames roaring)
(house explodes)
- There you are, you little fucking shit.
- [Xana] Benji!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Just gimme a fucking second, yeah?
- [Michael] Hand it over.
- Stay still. Stay still.
- Hand it over.
- Hey, do it, Benji. Do it.
- Hand it over.
(suspenseful music)
- Do what he says.
- Give me the fucking phone.
(suspenseful music continues)
- Benji, give it to us!
- No.
- Please, Simon. Please.
- This is you, this is. Turn him against me, poison him.
- Mom's got nothing to do with it. Mom lied for you.
I heard what you said.
- Enough!
(suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(gunshots blasting) (suspenseful music continues)
- [Benji] Dad!
(gunshots blasting continues)
(Michael screaming and groaning)
(suspenseful music)
- Give me. - Thank you.
(Xana moaning) (suspenseful music continues)
- Fuck.
Give me the phone, Simon.
- No.
- Come on. It's over.
- No. I won't let you, Xana.
I won't let you ruin my life.
- Your life?
- [Benji] Mom!
(suspenseful music)
- Simon.
(suspenseful music continues)
- Sorry. Sorry.
(suspenseful music continues)
- Mom.
(Bambi growling)
- [Xana] Benji.
- Mom.
- Listen to me. Stay very still.
When I tell you, you are gonna run as fast as you can. Okay?
- I'm not leaving you. I'm not like him.
- You have to.
(suspenseful music continues)
I'm sorry, Benji.
I should have told you about your dad.
I love you so much.
- I love you too.
(fawn bleats) (suspenseful music continues)
- He wants his baby.
Benji, you're gonna stay very still.
And just trust me.
(Bambi growling)
It's okay. Fawn's okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
Benji.
(Bambi growling) (suspenseful music continues)
(Bambi growling continues) (suspenseful music continues)
It's okay. It's okay.
(Bambi growling continues) (suspenseful music continues)
(fawn bleating)
(Bambi purring) (suspenseful music continues)
(peaceful music)
(gunshots blasting)
No!
- Die, you fucking son of a bitch.
(gun hammer clicking)
(gunshot blasts)
(Michael thuds)
- Grandma? Grandma?
Grandma.
- Benji. Oh, my dear Benji.
(Mary crying)
(melancholic music)
(material rustling)
(gravel crunching)
(Simon breathing heavily)
(suspenseful music)
(engine idling)
(electronic beeping)
(Simon screaming) (suspenseful music)
(Benji and Mary crying)
(Bambi purring)
(fawn bleating)
(peaceful music)
(fawn bleating)
(indistinct lyrics) (peaceful music)
* (indistinct) doubts it
* Think I don't know how to talk about it *
* Wish sometimes that, wish sometimes that *
* Don't know where'd I be (indistinct) *
* Wish sometime that, wish sometimes that *
(indistinct lyrics) (peaceful music continues)
* I've done enough right here
* If you fall in love with me
(fawn bleating)
* I don't know where'd I be
(peaceful music continues)
* If you fall in love with me
(rock music) (indistinct lyrics)
* I don't know who I've been
* If you fall in love with me
* I don't know who I'd be
* If you fall in love with me
(peaceful music)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)