Sighting, The (2015)

[bunniefuu]

- What's up,
chickies and dudies?!

- Hey, Darren.
What's up, buddy?

How you doing?
- Hello, ladies. How are you?

- Awesome. How about you?
Rockin' party, man.

- I'll see you guys
a little bit later, okay? Bye.

- Alright, who do we got here?

I like those pants.

Ah... be careful of him.
He's got herpes over there.

- Oh, f*ck you.
Get the f*ck outta here.

- It's a small case. Whatever.

Look at her.

Rachel Redwood.

Queen of the forest.
[laughing]

Recently back on the market.
Just broke up tonight.

Fresh.

Ready.

Waiting.

Who is that jackass
talking to her? Oh!

- Darren!

Darren, are you filming me?

Let me see
what you have on there.

- What?
- Let me see it! Let me see it!

- Dudes... you won't believe it.

Rachel Redwood
is in the bathroom right now.

- Who are you talking to?

- Uh... just trying
to remember something.

I was gonna forget something.

- Is that thing on?
- Um... no.

- No?
- No, I wouldn't film this.

- Oh, that's too bad.

It's gonna be a hot show.

- Yeah. Oh, sh*t.

[music playing]

Okay, okay.

[singing softly]

♪ Bump my love spot
bump my love spot ♪

♪ Bump my love spot ♪

♪ Bump my love spot ♪

♪ Yeah ♪♪

[door opening]

Yeah, room's taken!

[doorknob rattling]

Dudes! What the f*ck?!

[banging]

Trying to get some poon-poon!

Sammy, is that you?

[door rattling]

What the fu...? Who the fu...?

Dicks!

[muffled screaming]

Ah!!

Ah! Ah!!!

[screaming]

[choking and struggling]

- I heard they found a tape?

Did... did you see it?

Last year, when seven
of my friends disappeared...

I...

...I was at that party...
for a little while.

There were...

there were about...

mm, 20 of us.

Luckily, most of us left.
I left before...

I wish...
I wish they had k*lled me then.

I wish I hadn't left.

I wish I hadn't left.

I'm sorry.
[sniffling]

I'm sorry.

If... if I tell you the truth...

...you'll think I'm crazy.

And the truth is...

...I might be.

I'm not so sure anymore.

[sniffling]

Forty-eight hours.

That's... how quickly
it can all change.

Forty-eight f*cking hours
and it all went to hell.

- Happy graduation!
- Say cheese.

- Cheese!
[camera shutter clicking]

Do you want to be in one?
Here, come here.

- I've made
an interesting discovery...

the last couple of days
in the woods.

There... there's a fine line,

a... a very fine line,

between reality...

and imagination.

And that line
has been completely f*cked.

[music]

We're drinking these whether
they're fermented or not.

That's the deal.
[Nate singing]:

♪ Give me
that fermented apple juice ♪♪

[groaning]
I'm good.

[alarm wailing]

- Tell me you did not put
a car alarm on this!

- What? I had it kickin' around.
I thought I'd put it to use.

- It's like putting a chastity
belt on your grandma, dude.

- f*ck you.

[industrial rock music]

Hey. If you see my brother,
tell him I'll be in in a second.

[pop music]

- Hey.
- Travis!

- Hey, Chris!

- Happy graduation to you!
How's my b*tch?

[laughing]

[grunting]
- Okay.

Cool. Um, how ya doin', man?

- I'm great, buddy!
- Cool. Cool. How's school?

- f*cking great, dude.

- Hey!
- Oh!

- Congratulations, big bro,

you're officially that guy
who graduated years ago

but still somehow manages
to party with high-school kids.

Nice one.

- Hell ya, dude,
chicks dig college dudes.

- Maybe if I could keep
the Twinkies

out of my mouth
for five seconds,

I'd get some poon myself, huh?

Hey!
The fat kid needs to get laid!

- C'mon, Nate, I know you got
a girl who's got her eye on you.

- Don't even try, man.

You know self-deprecation
looks good on me.

- Well, uh,
while you guys commiserate,

I'm gonna... Oooh.
I'm gonna go find Jen.

- She's down on the bridge.
- Oh, cool. You saw her?

You talked to her?
- Dude, Jen is so hot.

- Thanks, man.
- Are you f*ck' that?

[laughter]
A little bit?

Dude, you don't have
to say a word,

but seriously,
are you nailing that?

- You're an as*h*le.

- How can you say that?

- Ah... yeah! Awesome!

Okay, I'm gonna go find Jen.
- Hey! Hurry back, Travis!

I wanna shotgun some beers
with you!

[music playing in distance]

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Found you.
[Jen chuckling]

- What's up?

- Warm night, huh?

- Mm. It feels good.

- Kinda wish it was cold
so I could keep you warm.

- Brrr.
[Travis chuckling]

- Happy graduation.

- Happy graduation back.

Your mom would be really proud.

- Yeah.

How long you been down here?

- Twenty minutes. I just needed
to get out and get some air.

Nate's such a dork. Seriously!

You met Rhonda?
- Yeah.

- I don't know why he thinks
that car needs an alarm.

- He wants people to keep
their hands off his woman.

- He just likes pushing the
little button on his key chain.

It's all sexy. Beep-beep.

[laughing]

Were you planning on telling me
you're going to Canada tomorrow?

- Oh, uh, Jen,

Nate and I are going
to Canada tomorrow.

- You're a smart-a*s.
You gonna invite me?

- Mm... no.
- No? Thanks.

So it's a no-girls-allowed
guys' trip.

Except for the girls you guys
find at the bar and bring back.

- Oh, c'mon, Jen,
you can trust me.

I trust you.
- I know.

I found a sucker.

- Ah, brat!

You're a brat!

You're beautiful.

- Thanks.

- I love you.

What's wrong?

Jen?
- Nothing. Nothing.

- I know when something's wrong.
- No, I'm fine.

- Look at me.

Be honest with me, okay?

I want you to be honest with me.

The last two weeks...

...there's been something wrong
and I need you to talk to me.

Please.

- I'm sor...

sh*t.
- What?

- Move your beer.

- Ah-ah-ah. Don't even bother.

Already saw it. C'mere.

You heard about
the open-container law, son?

How 'bout the law that permits
the consumption of alcohol

to persons 21 or older?

You 21 or older?

I didn't think so.

Whose house is that?
- Uh, my house.

I live there.
- Do I look stupid to you?

At least three people up there

told me that house
belongs to a girl.

You... make one ugly girl.

[laughing]

- Okay, Joey,
I think they get the point.

- They'll get the point
once they've paid the price.

It's called cause and effect:

you break the law,
you pay the price.

- May I handle this one?
- I've got it under control.

- Look at 'em, Joey.

I think
they learned their lesson.

Please?

- Okay. Sure.

You best be slappin' em
on the wrist.

You better be slappin' em
on the wrist real hard, Radley.

- Joey.

I think he forgets
he was in high school once.

Looks like you have
a pretty good turnout.

- I know.
I'm really, really sorry.

I just invited a few people.
I don't know what happened...

- It's to be expected.
Kids just wanna celebrate.

So, listen, tell everyone
to plan on a sleepover,

because there will be absolutely
no drunk driving tonight.

Okay, I will not put up with it.
And in return,

I'll keep this ticket-book
closed.

- Thank you so much,
- Oh, my God, thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.
- Okay, then.

I'll just be on my way.

Oh, hey.

Happy graduation.

- Oh, my God.

- So, Nate, what time
d'you get home last night?

- Who says I made it home?

[laughing]
- Touché.

- Seriously, Bill, organic milk?
- What? It's good for ya.

- Hippie.
- Alright. You ready for this?

Gotta go.
- Okay.

- Love you.
- Love you, too.

Getting a late start.
Can I make ya a sandwich?

- No, thanks,
my stomach couldn't handle it.

Too much apple juice.
- Here. Take it.

You'll thank me.
- Thanks.

- Some advice my father
gave to me, Trav:

stay out of seedy places
and stay out of seedy women.

- Oh, look out!

[laughing]
- That's funny. And gross.

- I'm serious, buddy.
Be responsible. Be safe.

- I will. I will.
- Here. Take my cell.

- Okay.
- Get on the road ASAP.

- I will.
- Okay.

- Alright.
- Hey.

You'd forget your head
if it wasn't...

- Attached to your neck.
Gotcha.

Okay. Let's go, bud.
Fill up on gas?

- Yeah.
- Get your car alarm fixed?

- In a manner of speaking. Yah!

- Hey, Nate,
can I make you PB&J?

- What do you got over there,
crunchy or creamy?

- Uh, it's extra-crunchy.

- Never in a million years,
Bill.

- Trav, you got the cellphone?
- I got it.

- Okay, cool.
- I love you.

- Love you, too.
Call me when you get there.

- We didn't get on the road
until after 5:00.

My dad was right.

It was late.

Too late.

The sun... the sun seemed
to set quicker that day.

I don't know...

I've always hated the dark.

Maybe, deep down,

I knew that something
was waiting for me in it.

[techno music]

[rock music]

♪ I wandered out too far ♪

♪ In the middle of a daydream ♪

♪ And lost the sun ♪

♪ And with the darkness ♪

♪ Came the immediate feeling
that I should run ♪

♪ And that's all ♪

♪ That's all I wanna do ♪

♪ The moment I realized
I was alone ♪

♪ And the weight
made my hair stand up ♪

♪ I heard them deep dark voices
calling me ♪

♪ To something
that wasn't love ♪

♪ And that's all ♪

♪ That's all I wanna do ♪

♪ I heard them walk up
This is a stick up ♪♪

- You've been writing
in that thing forever.

- No, this is a new one, man.
The eighth.

- That's dedication, baby!

So what's today's entry?

- A hit list.
- Oh, yeah? Am I on it?

- Number one.

- Seriously,
what are you writing about?

- Uh, it's just, uh...
something I realized,

talking to Jen last night.

- Oh... that you're hung
like a light switch.

- Yeah.

- No, seriously.

Read it to me.

- Nah.

What town is this?

- I don't know if I'd call
a gas station a town.

- Yes.

[groaning]

[music playing]

- Oh...

[laughing]

Ah... yes!

♪ Gimme that coffee what ♪

♪ Coffee what ♪♪

[rattling]

Oh, sh*t.

Ah, sh*t. Ah, sh*t.

- Gas?
- Oh. Oh, yeah.

Um... pump number six.

- Only got two pumps.

- I... I know. Uh... joke.

- That'll be, uh...

$26.41.

- Okay, cool.
You have a penny, man?

- Why, yes, I do.

- Ah, you're great.
- Thank you.

You, too.

- Cool.

- By the way, where...

where you going?

- Uh... our car.

- No, where you driving to?

- Canada.

- Canada? Nice.

Fun, huh?

Uh... it's late, though.

The border closes at nightfall.

But you know what?
I can help you out.

There is another port,
about 100 miles northeast...

Rosendahl.

Open all night.

- Okay. Rosendahl Port, got it.
Cool. Thank you.

- Thanks, man.
- I have a quicker way.

It's an old logging road
and leads straight into Canada,

and it bypasses the border port
completely.

- Thanks, we'll hit Rosendahl...
- No. No. Where is it?

- Uh... you drive north,

just past marker 225.
A tiny road...

kind of hidden.

There's a sawhorse
blocking the way,

so you see the sawhorse,
you move it to the side,

follow the road all the way in.

Fifty minutes, you'll be
safe and sound in Canada.

- Two twenty-five. Thanks, man.
- Thanks.

- Have a good evening.

- Oh, man.
I'll tell you something:

that guy did not shower today.

- That guy did not shower ever!
[laughter]

[soft guitar music]

[static]

[talk radio]

[changing stations]

[Nate singing]
♪ O-oh I went down ♪

♪ To old Joe's bar room ♪

♪ On the corner by the square ♪

♪ The drinks were served
as usual ♪

♪ And the usual crowd
was there ♪

♪ Now on my left
sat Big Joe McKennedy ♪♪

[music playing over radio]

- Where are we?

- "A logging road.

"Just after mile marker 225.
Goes right into Canada.

It'll save ya loads of time."

- Are you serious?

You're listening to that nutjob?

Ah... you're crazy.

- You're crazy.

- What if it's a dead-end, huh,
smart-guy? What then?

- Canadian beaver
waits for no man, my friend.

- Pull over? I gotta piss.
- No way.

- What do you mean, no way?
I've gotta piss, dude.

- Nope.
- No. I'm serious.

I really need to pee, man.

- This road's creepin' me out
and I'm not f*ck' stopping.

- Well, it's the road you chose,
dude,

so please pull over
so your friend can pee.

Okay, Rhonda's getting
a golden shower.

- The f*ck she is!

Whoa...

Creepy...

- Who'd build that thing
way out here?

- I dunno,
maybe it's for logging stuff?

Something.

- Okay, dude, really, seriously,
pull over, I need to pee.

- Oh, yeah. Let's go kick it at
Freddy Krueger's raping shack.

Brilliant.

- Pull over. Stop. Nate, stop.

[accelerating]

Cool. Will you pull over?

I'm serious,
my bladder's gonna explode.

- Okay. Chill. I'll stop.

[accelerating]

- Okay, you asked for it.
I'm pissing in Rhonda.

- Dude, you piss in my car,
I will piss in your face.

- Stop! You pull over!
- Ow! Jesus.

Ow, ow, ow!

Mother-f*ck! Hey!

Easy on the tit-tays!

d*ck.

[whistling]

[branch snapping]

[rustling]

[creaking]

[branch snapping]

[rustling]

[branch snapping]

[honking]

- Go.
- What?

- Go. Drive.

- What are you talking about?
- I don't know, go! Will you go?

Drive the car, dude!
- Jesus, sorry! What the f*ck?

[growling]

What the f*ck, man?
Stop f*cking around.

- I heard something.
- Yeah, my horn, dumbass.

- No. Not your horn.
It was something in the woods!

- Yeah, deer, maybe?

Ah, Travis. Nasty! a*s wind!

- No, it wasn't me, dude!
I smelled it...

- What the f*ck is that?

- Go.

Go. Go. Drive through 'em.

- Drive through 'em?
They're f*cking people, man!

- No, those are not people!
Go through 'em!

Go! Drive, drive! Go!
- f*ck!

f*ck this. This is crazy.

[screaming]
- They're coming!

Reverse!

Drive! Reverse!

- Can't see sh*t!
- Go! Go!

[sustained honking]

Nate... Nate, Nate wake up.

You okay? C'mon. C'mon, buddy.

Nate, we gotta go,
we gotta drive, okay? Wake up.

[bang]
Oh, sh*t! Oh, sh*t! sh*t! sh*t!

[tires squealing]

[screaming]
Drive! Drive!

Come on!

[screaming]
Please!

Go! Drive the f*cking car!

Drive! f*cking drive!

[screaming]

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Go!

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!
[screaming]

[panting and gibbering]

[bang]
[panting]

- Nate.
- What the f*ck was that?!!

[panting]
- Okay. Okay, okay.

Okay, come on.

There's no service!

[engine stalling]
- Come on, come on. f*ck!

- There's no f*cking service!
- So try the antenna!

- Connect, connect, connect,
connect, connect...

Come on! Come on!

Come on. Come on, go.

[engine stalling]
- Come on, baby. Come on.

[screaming]

[banging]
f*ck!

f*ck you, you f*ck!!

f*ck!

[screaming]

Help! Help!
[screaming]

[screaming]

[car alarm wailing]

[music]

♪ You're gone you're gone ♪

♪ You're gone ♪

♪ You're gone you're gone
you're gone ♪

♪ You're gone ♪

♪ You're gone you're gone
you're gone ♪

[car alarm wailing]

[eerie sounds]

♪ You're gone you're gone
you're gone ♪

♪ You're gone you're gone ♪

♪ You're gone ♪

♪ You're gone you're gone
you're gone ♪♪

[birdsong]

- Nate!!!

Nate!

Nate, answer me!!

I'm sorry.

Come on.
[engine stalling]

Come on!

Come on!!!

Come on!!
[grunting]

[soft music]

Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.

- Hello?
- Yes!

...ello?

- 911 Emergency.
- Yeah, my friend was...

...you hear me? Hello?
- 911, what's your emergency?

- Yes, I-I-I'm at a gas...

...mile mark... 15.

Hello? Hello?

- What is your loc...
- Yes, we need help!

I need...

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?!

- I'm sorry I'm having...
Repeat that, please.

Hell...
- Ah, f*ck! f*ck!

[dialling]

Chris? Chris, hey, it's Travis.

No. No. No, man,
we never got there.

Can you hear me okay?
Okay. Thank God.

[voice fading]

Hello?

Is anyone here?!
I need a phone!

[eerie soundscape]

[screaming]

Hello?

[creaking]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[cut-off scream]

- That happened a few miles
from here.

[screaming]

Why'd ya turn that off?
- What?

- Sound familiar?

[screaming]

They got to you, boy,
didn't they?

- What are they?

- Tell me something.

[screaming]

What did they look like?

- They were...

[screaming]

I don't know. Listen...

do you have a phone?

- No. Let me help you with that.

Alright.

And...

don't worry, I-i-it's... clean.

[chuckling]

It's clean.

- What are those things?

- Sasquatch.

- No.
No, these weren't Sasquatch.

These were... these were people.

They...
they wore fur like clothing.

They weren't...
th-they weren't ape things.

- Yes! Yes!

That's right.
[screaming]

That's right, they're not apes.

[panting]

What ya been lead to believe
and what is...

...isn't the same.

You saw them.

The Sasquatch.

- How do you know so much?

- Follow me. I'll show you.

We recording?

- All set.
- Thank you.

We are going to discuss
my theory

on the legend of Sasquatch.

[laughter]
Quiet. Quiet.

Alright?
Okay, let's get started.

Okay, you might be wondering
why the press is here today,

and the reason is because I have

a very special announcement
to make.

But first I want to go
over some specific details,

which will lead
to the announcement.

So please follow me if you can,
accordingly.

Okay, in the early 1500s,
a Spanish conquistador

by the name
of Francisco de Coronado

led an expedition
from New Spain,

which is known
as what present-day state?

Going once, going twice,
going three times. Sold!

To me, Dr. Erik Mitas.
For a cookie.

Now, the answer is...

- b*ner!
- Texas. The Lone Star State.

But it wasn't America yet,
mind you.

Señor Coronado had heard stories

of the existence of seven cities
overflowing with gold,

located in the unexplored
northern regions

of the continent.

Now, Coronado wanted
to get rich quick,

so he assembled
a team of 300 men

composed mainly of Spanish
soldiers, Native Americans -

and here's where it gets
really interesting -

Spanish sl*ves.

Now, historical accounts state
that these sl*ves

were shackled together
at the wrists and the ankles.

Now, this is where
it gets really fun, alright?

For their sentence,
their tongues had been removed.

Cut off.
- Pfft!

- This put them in the same
class with the animals,

leaving them with no speech.

So Coronado took his men

and split them up
into separate groups:

one going up into Canada,

one going
to the Rocky Mountains,

just to save time
and cover more ground.

So something stopped them.
Can anybody tell me what it was?

- Bigfoot!
- No, Todd, it wasn't Bigfoot.

Do not say the "B" word
in this classroom.

The proper term is "sasquatch."
Okay?

And wrong again on the answer.

Sasquatch didn't even exist
at that time.

Winter is the correct answer.

So one group headed east
toward Kansas.

The other group, further north,

had a more severe predicament.

Freezing weather
and a dwindling food supply

brought Coronado
to an extreme decision.

He abandoned the sl*ves,

and returned empty-handed
to Mexico.

- Sounds like a nice guy.
[laughter]

- It was brutal and cruel.

They were shackled together
in freezing weather

and sure to die.

Here's where my theory
comes into play.

I believe
these sl*ves didn't die.

Their will to survive

forced them to adapt
to their new environment.

It is well documented

that in that very same year

mysterious predators
began stealing women

from the Salish and Kootenai
Indian tribes.

These predators
became labelled as?

- Bigfoot?
[laughter]

- Todd,
you're pushing your luck.

Sasquatch is the correct term
in this class.

But you are correct
on your answer,

even though
it was the wrong name.

So Sasquatch took
these stolen squaws

and began breeding
and then inbreeding

for nearly 500 years.

Since speech
was no longer relevant to them,

the parents would remove
the tongues of their offspring

in a bizarre
circumcision-like ritual.

Sasquatch, Todd,

is what the tribes
called this creature:

"Wild man of the woods."

[laughter]

This is the exciting part.

This leads me to my very,
very special announcement, okay?

I am taking
a two-year sabbatical

into this very region
to find one of these creatures,

and prove this to the world.

If my theory is proven correct,
I will be written up

in every anthropology textbook
here to come.

I will make my mark in history!

Thank you very much.

Thank you.
[chuckling]

Opposite happened.

He never proved anything.

He was a good friend of mine.
He gave me that tape.

He was a good, good man.

Lost all his funding,
his... career.

Everything ruined, everything!

Became a joke
in the anthropology world.

And then one day,
he just... disappeared.

- I think his theory
might be right.

- Nature decided
to give these things a shot.

Gave them
the intelligence of men,

but the instincts of animals,

the ability to reason,
strategize.

But most importantly,
they learned how to stay hidden.

The result: A neo-human race.

A new branch of humanity
spawning right here

in the caverns
of America's backyard.

- Thanks... thanks for the food,
by the way.

Chris should be here by now.

- You know something?

Your... your friend...

...he... he's gone.

He's dead.

He's dead.

- Why do you say that?

- No one gets out.

You're the only one.

I was wondering, you know...

I always wonder if I rub
this bottle hard enough,

if I could clean
the inside of it.

[breathing deeply]

[coughing]

[groaning]

You need to go out,

find a phone...

...call people, tell people.

- Tell then what?

That... that I was attacked
by Bigfoot?

- Sasquatch.

It's Sasquatch.

- I knew it.

You're the guy in the video.

You're the professor.
[Mitas chuckling]

You sent us out there.

You knew those things
were waiting for us?

You've been sending people
out there for years,

knowing that those things
are waiting for them!!

- People need to go out there.
They need to find these things.

This needs to be found!
I've spent my whole life...

- My friend is not dead.

- Your friend is dead.

I've seen it over and over...

- My friend is not dead!

You hear me?!
My friend is not dead!

[groaning]

f*ck you! f*ck you!

- You go.

You...
- Hey, Trav. What, uh...

What's going on, buddy?
- We're leaving.

- There's an old guy
on the floor.

- Leave him. Come on.
[Mitas coughing]

- You tell them it's real!
- You have the g*ns?

- Yeah, they're in the truck.
Trav, could you please tell me

what the f*ck is going on?
Where's Nate? Where's the car?

- You have the a*mo?
- Trav! Talk to me, now!

- We were attacked, Chris.

Last night your brother
was taken into the woods.

- Attacked? By who?
Attacked by who?

Attacked by who, Travis?!
Jesus Christ!

- Stop it!

Apparently, last night, Chris,
we discovered Sasquatch.

[scoffing, then laughing]

- You guys f*cking with me?

A stripper gonna jump out?
Surprise!

- No.

- Are you serious?

But... Sasquatch doesn't exist.

- They do.

Come on, I'll tell you
everything on the way.

- f*ck this.
[groaning]

Home base.
- Home base? That thing?

f*ck' Charlie Manson's
ab*rtion clinic.

- Hey, check this out, Chris.
It locks.

That should keep 'em out.

- So...

are these things fast or...
slow?

Can we outrun 'em?

- Let's hope
we won't have to find out.

We should head toward
the mountains, look for caves.

[bird cawing]

[birdsong]

[cawing]

- This thing is useless.

f*cking needle in a haystack.

This can't be happening.
This is not happening!!!

Travis, listen, please, tell me,

you guys, are you joking?
You f*cking around with me?

Travis, please,
what the f*ck is going on?!

- Get off of me!
It is not a joke, Chris!

Does this look like a joke
to you?! Does it?!

Do you think
I did this to myself?!

Chris, if you don't believe me,

then what the f*ck
are we doing out here, man?!

I need you... to help me...

find your brother.

- Yeah.
- Okay?

- Sorry, Travis. Sorry. I just...

- It's okay.

It's okay.
[cawing]

- Hey.
- What?

[cawing]

Hey.

- Do you think Nate's in there?

- There's only one way
to find out.

[g*n c*ck]

You go first.

- Yeah.

Oh...
[sniffing]

[exclaiming softly]
Oh, God.

[groaning]
It smells like a*s in here.

Oh...
[coughing]

Mm.

- Oh, no. No.

It smells like them.

- I can't see a g*dd*mn thing.

- Hang on, hang on.

[grunting]

- sh*t, it goes on forever.

- Yeah.
Hey, this is definitely it.

- Home sweet home?
- Mm-hmm, yeah.

- We gotta go deeper.
- I know.

- That really sucks.

- I know.

I hate the dark.

- Trav... what is that?

- Hang on.

sh*t.

Shhh! Chris, stop moving.

- I'm not.

[crickets chirring]

- Make no noise.

[guttural screaming]

Run. We should run.

[guttural screaming]

- Run!!
[screaming]

- Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

- f*ck me! Goddammit! sh*t!

[guttural screaming]

[guttural screaming]

Travis! Run!!
[guttural screaming]

Oh, sh*t. Oh, f*ck.
Come on, Trav!

[guttural screaming]

Are you kidding me?!

[guttural screaming]
What are you doing?!

Two?
- Yeah, they're big.

[screaming]

[crickets chirring]

- They gone?

- No... they're waiting.

- Travis, don't!
- Shut up.

Okay. I don't see anything.

We gotta make a run
for the truck.

Okay.
- Oh, sh*t!

[low growling]

- What the f*ck's it holding?

Oh, sh*t!

- What the f*ck? What the f*ck?!

f*ck!!!

f*ck!!

I got it.

I got it.

I think I got it.

[distant screaming]

[crackling]

[chittering]

[banging]
[rattling]

[guttural screaming]

Come on!! Anyone else
want some more of this?!

- Come on, Chris,
we gotta go, man!

[screaming]
- Oh, sh*t! Oh, sh*t!

- Come on!
- I'll catch up.

Get the hell outta here!
- I'm not leaving without you!

- Travis,
I'm not f*cking around!

[screaming]
Travis!

[groaning and panting]

[screaming]

- Oh, sh*t!

You f*ck!
[screaming]

[groaning]

[Chris screaming]

[screaming]
[g*nsh*t]

[screaming]

- No! No! No!!!

- sh*t.

[engine revving]

[panting]

Shoulda done this
the first time.

[screaming]

[panting]

[crickets chirring]

Oh, sh*t!

Die! Die! Die!!!

- So you just left him there?

- What would you have done?

- They're both dead?

Both Conway boys?

- Yeah.

- Well, is Chris...

still there at the shack?

Could we send someone out
to get him?

- If they didn't get to him
first.

- Looks like we got a trip
to make.

- I'll go bring the car around.

His father's waiting for him,
Domain.

I think we've held him here
long enough.

We'll get this all
straightened out, Travis.

Just go get some rest, okay?

- That's quite a story, son.

Quite a story.

Go see your dad.

- Thank you.

- No. Thank you, Travis.

- For what?

- You just made my life
a lot more interesting.

- We found a shoe.

There's a lot of blood,
but no body.

- No severed Nate head.

We found a f*ck' tongue.

- Oh, God.

- Hey, Domain.

Look here what I found
in the glove compartment.

- Good find, Stilwell.

- Wow. They said that?

Those kids have...

...big imaginations.

You know, I, uh...

When you look like this,
people tend to judge you.

- So you did see them?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I did see 'em.

For a short time.
They came in for gas.

They didn't say more than...
two words,

then they left.

I'm just trying
to run my business here.

- Sir, do you mind if we take
a look at your basement?

- Sure, sure. Yeah.

[groaning]
A little bit more.

[groaning]

[coughing]

Watch your step right here.

Whew.

This is it.

- You live here?
- Yes, yes.

I know,
it's... it's messy and...

I live a simple life.
Don't need much.

- Thank you
for your cooperation.

- No problem.

Anything I can do...
for you all.

- Well, have a good day.
- You too. Excuse me.

Y-you guys goin' back up
onto that road?

- It's our next stop.

- Alright. Well, I hope you find
what you're looking for.

[insects chirping]

- Hey, Greg, come here.
Take a look.

- The other shoe.
- We've got the pair.

Tag it,
then let's go find that cave.

[furious scribbling]

[knocking]

- Come in.

- Did you say come in?

- Yeah.

- Nice to be home?

Is it okay if I have a couple
of quick words with ya?

- Wh-where's my dad?
- Downstairs.

He said it was okay
if I came up for a sec.

- Yeah. Sure.

Yeah.

Could you grab me that water
from over there?

- Yeah.

- Thanks.
- There ya go.

Looks like ya been busy.

- Did you... did you find him?

Chris?

- No Chris, no Nate.

Just a lot of blood
and a... tongue.

- A tongue?

- It was...

cut out.

Look, Travis, I'm not gonna
beat round the bush with ya.

That story you told
me and Radley

about the... Bigfoots...

Just...

It's pretty crazy.

- It's what happened.

- Well, um...

we found this in Nate's car.

I think... it belongs to you.

- That's my journal.

- Your journal. Yep.

And this tells us
a very different version

of what happened to you
and your friends

out there in the woods.

- What are you talking about?

- These are your words, Travis.

"It's been eating me alive,
this suspicion.

"I believe everything
was confirmed yesterday.

"Nate knows I love Jen.

"He knows
I would do anything for her.

"Die for her, k*ll for her.

- I gotta go.

- "He knows she's mine
and only mine.

"Nate might be placing the nails
in the coffin of our friendship.

God, I hope it's not true."

- I gotta go.
We can't get caught.

- We're not gonna get caught.

Okay, just go inside.
I'll meet you upstairs.

- Hey, don't start anything
you can't finish.

- I said...

...I'll meet you upstairs.

Bye.

- "Nate and Jen were alone
together on the bridge.

"When Nate met me in the party,

"he seemed nervous and fidgety.

"Perhaps
from his guilty conscience,

or perhaps my paranoia."

"Jen looked gorgeous
on the bridge.

"She is so beautiful.

I can't imagine that beauty
belonging to anyone but me."

- Warm night, huh?

- Mm. It feels good.

- Kinda wish it was cold
so I could keep you warm.

- Mm-hmm. Brrr.

- "I kissed her,
taking in her beauty,

"letting it fill me.

"But then I tasted the cigarette
in her mouth, on her lips.

"Jen doesn't smoke.
Never even tried it.

"Paranoia?

I'm not so sure."

You write all this, son?

- Yes.

- So you suspected
Nate and Jen of...

- Maybe.
I... I didn't know for sure.

What is this?

- Be patient. I was patient.
I listened to your story.

Now you need to show me
the same respect.

"The road to Canada."

"I feign positivity, I smile,

"but this whole issue with Jen
is ripping me apart.

"I keep trying
to bring it up to him,

"I just wanna discuss it.

"This was one of the reasons
I suggested

"we go on this road trip,
to figure all this bullshit out.

"I'm screaming inside...

"and you're oblivious.

"It's festering, this anger.

"I feel like I'm going
out of my mind.

I'm going to erupt."

Journal ends there.

Travis?

- Yeah.

We were attacked
right after that.

- Nate was attacked.

I'm not so sure you were.

- What?

- This is my theory, kid,

and it's just gettin' good.

- I have to piss.

- What do you want me to do,
hold it for you? Pull over, man.

- No, man,
this road is creeping me out.

Are you sure this is a shortcut?
- Yes.

Dude, I take it every time
I go to Canada.

Trust me.

- Fine. f*ck it.

My teeth are floating.

[gulping and panting]

- Hey, Nate.

When you had Jen,

did you enjoy it?

D'you like f*cking her?

I'm f*cking you now, Nate!

I'm f*cking you now, Nate!

[groaning]

Look what you did.
Look what you did!

[grunting]

- Now ya had Nate
out of the way,

didn't ya, Travis?

On your way back
to the gas station,

you come up with a story.

You and Nate were attacked,
the car was totalled,

you barely escaped
with your life.

Those "Bigfoots"
really messed you up.

You told that story
with such conviction,

it was very believable.

Which is perfect...

for luring your next victim
out to the woods.

- Chris, come here!
Look at this!

Look. Look down.

Watch out for the glass, okay?

You see it?
- What?

- Chris, I told you to watch out
for the glass, buddy.

You never listen.
What'd ya do that for?!

Say hi to your brother for me,
okay?

Ooh... that's gonna be kinda
hard to do without a tongue.

Ugh.

[grunting]

- So why'd you k*ll Chris?

That was a tough one
for me to figure out.

But I did.
We'll get that soon enough.

"He knew
I would do anything for her.

Die for her, k*ll for her."

You... you wrote those words.

You okay?
'Cause this story seems

like it's a little upsetting
for ya.

Just a second.

Got this one from your dad.

It covers most
of your junior-high years.

You were a...

a sad, sad kid
after your mom died.

Had a lot of depression.

- You'd forget your head
if it wasn't...

- Attached to your neck.
Gotcha.

- A lot of good drawings
in here.

I find... I find this one
especially interesting.

Who... who is this, Travis?

- You're so cute.

- Listen...

Rachel, um, I know...

I know you just broke up
with your boyfriend

and I know this might, uh...

be overstepping some bounds.

Um, but I know if you went out
with me, like, just once...

[laughing]

- Darren?

Um...

[laughing]

Darren, are you filming me?

- That's Rachel Redwood.
She was my neighbour.

I had a little crush on her
in eighth grade.

What?
[Domain laughing]

- I'd say you had more
than a little crush on her.

There's gotta be 20 pages
devoted to her in here.

She was at a party a year ago
where seven kids disappeared.

A party you told us
you attended.

- Yeah, I left before...
- Listen to what I have to say.

- What are you doing?
[screaming]

- Which brings us back to Chris.

Chris and Rachel dated
for three years,

according to this...

and you really envied Chris
for that.

You felt like - quote -

"This girl was meant for you
and only you."

Chris and Rachel broke up
the night of that party.

He took off, or you would've
k*lled him then and there.

Instead, you took everyone
else out, including Rachel.

- You are so wrong.

- Jealousy's a terrible thing
to harbour, Travis.

- That's ridiculous.

- You have no room
to talk about ridiculous, son.

The forest
is an interesting place, Travis.

It gets darker and darker,
the deeper you go.

Sometimes you find something
that's been hiding.

But your mind...

so many more places...

for things... feelings to hide.

When you get lost in there,

some of those things find you,

they can be dangerous.

Way more dangerous
than some bullshit monster.

You know what I'm saying?

You...

You're the monster.

The monster... in here.

- Why don't...
why don't you arrest me?

- It'll happen soon enough.

- No, it won't.

I'm telling the truth.

There were Sasquatch.

They exist.

- Do you think
we're all f*cking morons, son?

Go ahead,
keep telling that g*dd*mn story.

I'll keep tellin' my version.

The main difference
is mine's believable.

Sleep well, Travis.

- Travis?! Travis, stop!

[g*n c*ck]

- Case closed, Joey Domain.

[screaming]
[phone ringing]

- Yeah.

[Radley]: Domain.
Can you hear me?

- Yeah.

Where are ya?

- I'm on the highway.

I found something.
- You find a body?

- Y-y-yeah.

Yeah... um...

I, um...

To be honest, Domain,
I... don't know what this is.

But it's in the exact spot
where Travis described

hitting the thing
with his truck.

- Okay.

Bring it in.

We'll get DNA testing
as soon as possible.

- Yeah, I don't know.

There's a lot of hair and fur,

and I think it could be
clothing or something,

but... I'm not really sure.

Honestly, Domain,

this could make or break
the kid.

Call me crazy,
but... I think I believe him.

[chuckling]
- You're crazy.

Twenty to one, it's Nate.

He chopped him up...
tore him up a car or somethin'.

- Yeah, I'll take that bet,
Domain.

- Alright, bring it in.
- Will do.

I just have one more place
to check out.

I'll see you soon.

- Good job, Radley.

Real good job.

- Uh... hi.

Um... my name is Travis Brooks.

It's June 9.

Um...

morning.

Right before my mother
passed away,

she sat me down...

and she said...

She must've had the feeling
that she was gonna go,

because she said, "Travis...

...the most important thing

you can give to anyone

is to be real...

and be genuine.

Don't ever compromise
who you are."

And I have not.

I never have compromised myself.

[sighing]

There are things in these woods.

And they are as real
as you and me,

and they are taking people.

I'm not a liar.

And I'm...

I don't think I'm crazy.

I know it must...

...be hard for you
to believe what I told you.

So I'm gonna show you.

[keys jingling]

[door opening and closing]

[birdsong]

[branch snapping]

[clicking]

[birdsong]

- Oh, God.

Hello?

[crackling]

[breath hitching]

[gasping]
[panting in fear]

[strangled cry]

[heavy-rock music]