You doing okay back
there, Charlie?
I mean, the damn Walkman
is rotting her brain.
She's got no idea
what's going on
two feet in front
of her own face.
-Honey.
-It's ridiculous.
We've been on
a road for a while.
We're all tired.
Maybe we should
stop for the night.
It's way too dark out
and I don't want
us driving this late.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Next rest stop, I'll see if we
can't find a motel or something.
Thank you.
The Jolly Monkey!
What, is that a song
you're listening to?
Oh, no, honey.
Look.
Looks kind of kooky.
Jolly Monkey! Jolly Monkey!
Okay, we can stay
at the Jolly Monkey!
Yay!
Stop.
It's just one night.
If we didn't have
to stop for a gas,
then we would have been here
20 minutes ago,
but you insisted on
filling up the tires
and that's just...
Listen, when we get in there,
straight to bed,
no PJs, nothing, okay?
We need to get you to sleep.
Hey, welcome to
the Jolly Monkey!
Can I get you a
room for tonight?
Yeah, yeah, just the one.
Okay, excellent.
Jolly Monkey, huh?
Odd name.
Oh, yeah, well, we rebranded
a little while ago.
Yeah, our daughter,
she loves jolly monkeys.
And we thought it would
be kind of nice, you know,
kind of like a refuge
for families,
making long trips, you know,
have a little fun along the way.
Where are you guys coming from?
-Los Angeles.
-Yeah.
Phew, that's quite a drive.
Yeah, still a long ways
to Niagara,
so we figured we'd just
cut up the drive
and get some rest for the night.
Well, very good.
Looks like your little monkey
likes our monkey wall.
We've got kids from
all across the country,
including our own
little daughter.
Oh, they're so precious.
Hey, Carolyn,
bring me the camera.
Oh, uh...
Um...
Do we have a little monkey
for our monkey wall?
Can I?
Fine, yeah, just...
All right, here we go.
Say monkey.
Monkey!
Yay.
Thank you.
You know, why don't you
take that with you tonight
so you have a little friend
while you're in the room?
Can I?
Oh, we wouldn't
want to impose.
No, no, that's fine.
We've got a ton of these
jolly monkeys around the motel.
Are you sure?
They don't seem...
I'm sure, Carol.
You know, can we just
get squared away
so we can check into our room?
We really need to get some rest.
I can pay you with cash,
or I've got travelers
checks in the car.
Don't worry about that.
No, you just make sure
that you see me
before you get out of here.
Okay. You sure?
Yeah, no.
You guys, you've got
a big trip ahead of you.
Kiddo needs to get some sleep.
Now, look, we have a house
here on the property,
so if you need anything,
give us a call.
You are going to be in...
number four.
You're our only guests tonight,
so give us a shout anytime.
The phone number for our
place is in the room.
So enjoy.
Okay, thank you.
Charlie, come on.
-Say thank you.
-Thank you.
[door opens, closes]
Does that work for you?
[footsteps approaching]
[clattering]
[gasps]
Grace?
Hey, what are you doing?
[screaming, slicing]
[sobs]
[monkeys screeches]
[screams]
[thudding]
Man, it's more dead out
here than I remember.
Yeah, times are tough.
Can you stop talking to me?
I'm trying to get some sleep.
I am not used to
being up this early.
It's noon.
Yeah, well, noon is
my six in the morning.
Thank you.
Did you ever get that video
I sent you about
ten different side hustles
you can do from home?
Yeah. Can you stop sending
me that crap?
Why? It's easy money.
I'm not looking for a
side hustle right now.
Well, you gotta do something.
I mean, what are you planning
on telling mom and dad?
I'm not planning on
telling them anything.
This isn't about me.
This weekend's about Grandma.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
Look, I'm sorry.
I just graduated and I don't
really know what I want to do.
Maybe there's
something here for us.
Yeah, I can
assure you there isn't.
Man, you were not kidding
about this place.
What did you expect?
A Ritz-Carlton that just needs
a fresh paint job?
Come on, let's go see if
there's anything good inside
the house and claim it before
anyone else gets here.
Uh, Grandma and Grandpa live
behind the motel that way.
[sighs]
[screams]
Jenny!
Jenny? Jenny?
Ew, ew!
There's a spider!
Seriously?
Why are you so lame?
I'm not. It's huge.
It's like a brown recluse
or something.
Maybe it's a spider monkey.
Ha, ha, ha.
It's a type of monkey,
not a spider.
Well, then it fits
with the theming.
Come on.
Wow.
Grandma's had this same couch,
same pillows,
same blanket,
since we were little kids.
Yeah, an old person's
scared of change.
Never.
Are you seriously telling
me you're not
sentimental about anything?
Jenny, a new Call of Duty
game comes out every year,
and then I forget about
the one I was so excited for
the year before.
You are so insufferable.
At least I'm not
scared of spiders.
Come on.
Let's check everything else out.
Can we please just go pick
a room and unpack?
Maybe have a nap before
everyone else shows up?
No, we've got to check out
all the rooms
so we can pick the best one.
[sighs]
Hmm.
Grandma's study,
I wonder why it's locked.
She probably didn't want
anyone snooping in there.
Yeah, well, there's some
baby pictures in there
I want to get my hands on.
You want your baby pictures?
Would you rather I have
them or mom have them?
Okay, fair point.
Five more minutes, I reckon,
and then we go unpack?
Oh, God.
What, some other creepy bug?
I forgot about this
creepy a*s basement.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, did you ever get a
chance to go down there?
No, never really wanted to.
I kind of did.
Can we go unpack now?
No, we still have the attic
to check out. Come on.
Whoa.
Man, this place is dusty.
Yeah, well, I doubt Grandma
got up here much at her age.
Yeah, probably not, which
is why we should look around.
Yep, nothing but dust and boxes.
We go?
Come on, Marshall.
It's everything Grandma
held on to over the years.
Don't you think
we should at least--
[screams]
What? Another spider?
No, worse.
[laughs]
Eww!
I always hated these things.
Their faces are all
weird and leathery.
Yeah, Grandpa loved them,
I guess.
I will never understand it.
Yeah, you and me both.
He had dozens of these things.
Hopefully this is
the only one left.
Well, this one's broken, so...
WHISPERING VOICE:
Help me.
Can we please go unpack?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, the others
should be here soon.
Finally!
[screeching]
Jesus!
[clanging]
Oh... Now you work?
Really?
Pretty easy to get
jumpy up here, huh?
We'll see about that.
[phone chimes]
Well, well.
Hey!
Aunt Linda!
Uncle Joe! Hey, Greg!
-Hi!
-How are you guys?
I was hoping to arrive first,
but you kids beat us here.
Hey, kiddo.
Where's the rest of you?
Mom and Dad aren't here yet,
and Marshall was just behind me.
Hey, Greg.
You clean up nice.
What have you been
doing these days?
Um, yeah, I'm doing
real estate now.
Mostly flipping houses.
That's awesome.
[monkey screeching]
Oh, hey, guys!
Oh, come on.
Aunt Linda, Aunt Linda,
it was just a joke.
Joe, we're gonna take
the room down here.
You're just here, Greg.
Yep, got ya.
Unpack the wine.
I'm gonna need it.
-Copy that.
-See you.
Bye!
Well, I should go grab my room
before your parents get here,
because things are
going fast, so...
See you.
Ow!
Don't scare me like that.
And put that thing back
in the attic now.
Fine. But after we grab our
bags and pick a room...
-Okay.
-Finally.
[honking]
Hi.
There goes any chance of
us picking our own rooms.
-Oh, kid!
-Hey, Mom.
Oh, my pretty girl.
Oh...
I haven't seen
you two in too long.
You know you don't call enough.
I helped plan
this trip, didn't I?
It doesn't count.
I mean just to talk
to your dear old mummy.
-Hey, kids.
-Hey, Dad.
Hey, Dad.
Hey, bro.
Need some help with your bags?
Hey, come on.
I'm not that old. Yet.
Linda and Joe beat
us here, I guess.
Deb, let's be civil.
We're all grieving
your mother's loss.
So there's no need
to drag up old wounds.
-At least not yet.
-You're right.
We'll be civil for now.
But if she says one thing
about bulldozing this place,
she's gonna have to
bulldoze me down with it.
You see, that's exactly
the type of conversation
we're trying to avoid, honey.
All right.
I'll play nice.
For now.
It's gonna be a long weekend.
Yeah.
Follow the piper.
Listen, I don't want
anything to do with this.
I am not picking
up a paintbrush.
I'm not picking up a hammer.
I just want to make
that perfectly clear.
That's not my idea
of retirement.
My idea of retirement is fishing
and not doing anything else.
[phone chimes]
Greg did some estimates.
And?
Yeah, to get the Jolly Monkey
up and running again
is gonna cost an arm
and a leg, Aunt Deb.
Easily low six figures to start.
And that's just to
get the place up to code.
Okay, forget about the cost.
We are family.
Let's not forget about that.
I mean, I can sell
my veterinary clinic
and we'll use the money
to renovate the motel.
And it'll be my retirement.
You won't have to do anything.
Dad was barely breaking
even with this place
when it was in its prime.
If you could even call it that.
I just don't want to see you
put all your money in
and go bankrupt.
And then leave it up to me and
Joe to bail you out.
Excuse me?
Okay, I don't know if
this helps anything,
but listen, we are out
in the boonies right now.
I mean, maybe if the
location was better, yeah,
but this is gonna be
a really tough one. So...
And we don't even know what
we're fully dealing with yet.
I mean, the basement
is padlocked.
This whole place could
be sitting
on a rotting foundation
for all we know.
I don't need even want
to think about that basement.
My dad kept all his hunting
trophies down there.
I want to demolish it,
sell it, be done with it.
So there.
Okay, we'll do it without you.
Fine, but per mom's will,
that means that you have
to buy me out
for half of what the place
is valued right now.
And that's only
if I agree to it.
Oh, okay.
I'll do it.
So, just us.
Kids, what do you think?
Uh....
Mom...
MARSHALL: I just...
You know, I think a lot of
good points were made today.
On both sides, I just...
It just seems like a lot
of work for something
that's not gonna be
worth it in the end.
-I'm sorry.
-Yeah.
Oh, I'm with you, honey, 100%.
I mean...
No, look, I know you have
a lot of good memories
growing up here, and, um...
Yeah, yeah, it could be
a fun project
to get this place back up
and running, you know?
You'll regret that.
[monkey screeches]
Damn it, Marshall.
I told you to put that
thing back in the attic.
So what?
This is too funny.
Turn it off now.
Okay.
Joe, we're out.
I guess that's my cue
to go to the store.
I'm gonna get some more wine
and maybe something
a little stronger.
I think we're gonna need it.
Yeah, maybe.
You know, it's just
this, that...
I know this place means
a lot to some of you,
but I really think we should
just bulldoze these buildings
and sell the land.
I mean, Greg says the land's
gonna be more valuable
if it's cleared off,
not with some dilapidated
motel sitting on it.
Anyway, that's my two cents.
Noted.
So, should we unpack?
Yes.
She'll come around.
[door slams]
Eventually.
[screeching, clattering]
[engine starts]
[thudding]
What the hell was that?
[thudding continues]
Hey.
Hey, little buddy,
how'd you get in there?
[laughing]
This is amazing.
[groans]
[grunting, choking]
[bell rings]
Man!
Jesus, Marshall,
stop trying to scare me!
This place has seen
better days, huh?
I just wanted to see
the motel one more time
before I officially
made up my mind.
It's probably best to sell it.
Or burn it.
It's not that bad.
Okay, it is.
But you don't have to
be so mean about it.
No way.
-What is it?
-It's the old monkey wall.
Oh.
I always wanted our pictures
on the monkey wall.
Mom didn't for some reason.
Yeah. Well, Grandma wanted our
pictures on the fridge.
So she saw us most of all.
How sweet.
Still, why couldn't
we be on the wall?
Look at this antique.
Grandma and Grandpa never
switched to digital.
Kept everything by hand.
One of the reasons this place
failed in the end, I'm sure.
Man, think of the
stories these pages tell.
I see the appeal.
It'll be a lot of work, though.
Speaking of work, you
should seriously speak
with Greg about
flipping houses.
It's good money, I'm sure.
No, thank you.
Working for my cousin
doing manual labor
while he reaps all the profits?
Yeah, that's my nightmare.
Okay, fine.
Just thought I'd try and help
before mom and dad make it
their personal mission for
you to work at mom's clinic,
disposing of all those
dead cats and dogs.
Hey, let's hope it
doesn't come to that.
There you kids are.
Dad needs your help
getting some things
from the attic back
at the house.
The attic?
We've already been up there.
Yeah, nothing but
newspapers and monkeys.
If there's some possibility that
we're going to sell this place,
then I want to go through
all those boxes before
your Aunt Linda does.
She's going to try to
take Grandma and Grandpa's
fine china set,
I just know it.
Wait, you're
considering selling?
Let's see how
the next few days go.
Come on, let's see what's
up there, chop chop.
Let's go find some treasures.
Jeez.
Wow.
I haven't been up here
in so long.
You know, I don't think
I've ever been up here.
Smells like old boots.
Oh, my.
I think the kids were right.
I think Grandma tossed
everything after Grandpa died.
I told her not to,
but you know Grandma.
Yeah, I don't think
there's much up here.
And Uncle Joe might be back
with some booze soon.
And I, for one, am very
interested in that.
Is that why you lost your job?
Again?
How did you...
I'm your emergency
contact, sweetie.
If you don't show up
for days, they call me.
Look, Marshall, if you're
going through something,
you need help,
you know you can
always talk
to us, bud, okay?
I know. I just...
It's been really hard.
Hey, we're always going
to be there
to lift each other up,
no matter what.
Family sticks together.
All right?
Bring it in.
And, uh, if you guys do
end up reopening the motel,
maybe it'll be a nice fresh
start for me or something.
I like the sound of that.
Hey, you find anything?
Uh, no, just
a bunch of newspapers.
Do you know why Grandma
and Grandpa kept these?
Maybe to wrap up the China.
Which we have yet to uncover.
So if everybody just
chop chopped up on...
on looking in these boxes...
No, I mean, these
specific newspapers
about all the missing families?
I don't think there's anything
specific about them.
Did anybody stop by and check
with Grandma and Grandpa
if they saw the missing
families? The police?
Well, sure.
Um, I was pretty young,
but, um...
Yeah, the police stopped by,
as far as I can remember.
But nobody who went missing was
ever staying at this motel.
I mean...
Oh, thank God.
That would be scary.
Now, can we keep looking
in these boxes?
I mean, the thought
of Aunt Linda finding
that wedding set before
me is driving me insane.
[monkey screeching]
Jesus, Marshall,
turn that thing off.
It's not funny anymore.
I didn't bring it back up here.
There must be another one.
Where the hell is it?
Hey, you keep searching.
I have to go to the restroom.
Do not come down
until you find that thing.
You're not gonna help us?
This can't wait.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
You'll understand in 30 years.
20 if you're unlucky.
Did you check those yet?
I don't care what anybody
in my family says.
The place is a total gut job.
Yeah, the location is terrible,
but if you have a buyer that's
gonna take it for that price,
I'm sure I can get everybody
to just walk away.
Mm-hmm.
No, my b*tch Aunt wants
to keep it in the family.
I'm sure we'd all rather
have a couple extra Gs
in our bank account.
We just have to do it while
she's not looking, so...
Mm-hmm.
LINDA:
Greg!
Can you come here for a second?
Hey, what do you need?
Could you open this damn thing?
It won't budge.
Yeah.
Thank you.
-Don't mention it.
-[phone chimes]
You can go finish
unpacking if you want,
or see what your
cousins are up to.
Yeah, actually, do you know
where any keys might be hiding?
I want to get in the basement.
Deb insists on this
place being reopened,
I want to make sure the
foundation isn't falling apart.
I don't want you
to go down there, okay?
Mom, I've flipped a
house or two, okay?
I've seen at least
eight different strains
of mold, you know?
A painting a family has
sworn up and down is haunted.
Rats, bats.
Bad things happen
down there, okay?
Mom, if I'm going
to flip the place,
I need to know the history.
[sighs]
Hey, what did you really
see down there?
I...
Uh... I just...
My parents always
told me I walked in
on my dad dressing a deer.
I remember the deer,
but I thought
I saw something else, too.
Something without fur.
But my memory's hazy,
and I might not be
remembering it correctly.
But everyone else seems
to only remember the deer.
I shouldn't have
brought you here.
-I shouldn't be here.
-Hey, no, it's okay.
It's okay, Mom.
Look, we can leave if you want.
You don't need to
be here for this.
No, it's okay.
Now that your grandma
and grandpa are gone,
just being back here
is just bringing up
so many feelings I haven't
had in a while, you know?
And it's...
it's a lot.
I get it.
Listen, it's okay.
When dad gets home,
we can grab the whole family,
have a real talk
with them, okay?
Stand our ground.
Figure out something
to do with this place.
Okay.
Well, that's enough of that.
Why don't you go
finish unpacking,
and at dinner
we will talk some sense
into the rest of the family.
Okay.
All right.
You okay?
Yeah.
Thanks.
[phone chimes]
[monkey screeching]
Someone needs to find
that damn thing now,
or I'm going to start ripping
out the floorboards.
Okay, son, it's not
quite that bad... yet.
But it is getting
pretty silly.
Did you find anything yet, Jen?
Nothing.
Wait, guys, come check this out.
What is it?
Whoa, what is that?
Is that a secret tunnel?
No.
No, it's pretty narrow.
Probably just
more storage space.
Yeah, let's just put
it back up for now.
Yeah.
Keep looking
for this damn monkey
before it gives me a headache.
Hey, Don. Hey.
Yeah, line up that buyer.
I'll make it happen,
sight unseen.
No, I don't care what that
b*tch of an aunt I have says.
She can kick or
scream or whatever.
This property is
going to be mine,
and then we're going
to work through it, okay?
That's what I'm thinking.
[thud]
One second.
Mom?
LINDA:
Yeah?
Are you okay?
LINDA:
Yeah.
Okay.
Um, yeah, draw up the paperwork.
Like I said, we--
[thud]
Sorry, I'm going to
have to let you go.
Something a little
weird has happened.
All right.
We'll talk later.
[thudding]
-What is--
-[monkey screeches]
Ow!
[chokes]
[monkey clanging, screeching]
That thing is going
to drive me insane.
Where is that damn monkey toy?
It's got to be in
one of these boxes.
Ah-ha!
Found it.
Finally.
Smooth move.
Shut up.
Ooh...
-[knocking]
-Oh.
Hey, Linda.
I'm sorry for
my attitude earlier.
Um, can we talk?
I really have nothing
more to say to you.
Listen, I know you
don't want to keep this place,
and that's fine.
But I can't seem to let it go.
I mean, it's just been such
a huge part of my childhood.
Okay.
Okay, let's talk.
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
God, it's just junk up here.
God, why did they keep all this?
Why are you so obsessed, again,
with getting this place open?
Okay, you know, I really
couldn't tell you why.
It's just that something in
me is telling me to do this.
I want to save something so
important from my childhood.
You need to stop listening
to that part of you.
You're going to go bankrupt
trying to fix this place.
Believe me, I've tried.
I never wanted
to come back here.
What changed?
It's complicated.
It's just something in me.
I mean, it's in my DNA.
I want to keep
Dad's legacy alive.
I want to believe
that you can do this.
I do.
But I want to
see this place burn.
We deserve to
find our own legacies.
Not be tied down to the past,
which is exactly what will
happen if you reopen this place.
I'm sorry, Deb.
I really am.
Yeah, I know.
Hey, I got to go back up the
attic and check on the kids.
And Steve, I've left him
unsupervised for too long.
I'll see you in a bit.
Oh, do you know where the key
to the basement lock is?
Greg brought up a good point
about checking for rot,
and I think someone should
go down there and have a look.
Yeah, no, I don't.
But I can go check
the motel office.
There's a lot of keys there.
Oh, well, I'll come with you.
No, I'm fine.
Don't worry about it.
I will let you know
if I find anything.
Ai, yi, yi.
You guys don't find it
weird that all these people
disappeared around here
back when mom was a kid?
Not really.
What do you mean?
Well, it was the '70s
and '80s, you know?
It's not like now with Amber
Alerts straight to your phone.
People didn't carry tracking
devices on them at all times.
You know, cars didn't
have GPS or phones.
You know, people got
lost and hurt, I guess.
It's not like they could
just call for help.
Yeah, no, I get that.
It just seems like
a lot of people.
They didn't go missing
all at once.
God knows, there must be
decades of newspapers up here.
Yes, hindsight always makes
things look much worse.
Besides, it's not good
to dwell on the past.
Tell that to mom.
[chuckles]
Yeah, no.
Charlie.
Charlie...
DEB:
Change of plans.
I just talked with Linda.
I'm going to the motel
to see if I can find
any keys in the basement.
Okay, okay, we'll be
down in a minute.
DEB:
Take your time.
Clean up a little
while you're up there.
See if you can find
the china set for me.
I'll be fine.
Well, you heard the woman.
Operation Tidy Up
the Attic is a go.
Look, I don't know if I really
want to be up here anymore,
especially after all
the monkey clanging and...
Listen, if mom
says tidy up the attic,
you tidy up the attic.
Okay?
Chop, chop.
[monkey screeching, clanging]
-What now?
-For God's sake.
I have to know.
I have to know.
I can't believe these things
still work after 40 years.
God knows they don't make
them like they used to.
Nope, they sure don't.
-[screeching]
-Jesus.
Let's see how well
you handle this!
Marshall, no!
[screeching, clanging
intensifies]
[chains rattle]
I just want to
know what's in there!
I just want to know what I saw.
[monkey screeches]
Wait.
[screeching, clanging continues]
What is going on?
STEVE:
I don't know.
We've got to get
out of here now.
It's locked!
What do you mean, it's locked?
Keep trying!
-Open the damn door!
-It won't!
[whimpers]
Greg...
Greggy, are you okay?
[clanging]
No!
Greggy, no!
Oh!
[panting]
[monkey screeches]
[sobbing]
[shrieking]
[shrieks]
[clanging, screeching continues]
[shrieks]
Marshall, put
that thing down now!
[clanging, screeching stops]
-My God.
-Oh, Jesus!
Oh, my God!
Why did they all go off at once?
I don't know.
They're probably just
old and faulty.
I guess.
I do not get why your mother
loved these things so much.
She did?
Oh, yeah.
That's why her parents
rebranded the motel.
Probably why there's
so many of them around.
I guess it makes sense
why she doesn't want
to part with this place.
True.
[Deb screaming]
That's your mother.
Deb!
Hope the door's unlocked!
Deb, Deb!
Oh, Jesus!
Kids, no, no, no, no!
You don't need to see this!
And Greg... his face... in
the other room, it's the same!
Oh, Jesus,
sweet heart, come here!
Oh, my God!
-Oh, my God!
-I'm gonna call 911.
[moaning]
Oh my God.
Did you see anyone?
No, no, no.
I'll go check outside.
No!
You kids aren't leaving my side!
I cannot handle this!
I mean...
-Okay, okay.
-This is my sister!
No, no, no!
Go, go, go, kids!
-Go with your mother!
-No, no, no!
You guys, please!
Let me know if you
get hold of the police.
[screaming]
-Dad...
-Dad, what's wrong?
My phone is gone.
Here, I'll use my...
Mine's gone, too.
Jen?
Okay, okay, um...
Okay, we gotta get
the hell out of here.
Kids, follow me.
[Deb screams]
Deb!
-Deb? Deb?
-Mom!
-Deb?
-Mom?
Deb!
Oh, Jesus Christ, we need
to find your mother.
Jenny, you go to the car.
Marshall and I will
check the house.
Okay, um...
Look, if you run
into that person,
you kick, you scream,
you shout, whatever it takes!
-Jen?
-Yeah.
Oh, God, you're my children.
I love you more than
anything or anyone.
But if you see a chance
to get out of here,
you take that chance.
But don't leave unless
you know it's safe.
All right?
Okay.
-Okay.
-And don't look back.
-Okay.
-Okay.
We'll find you.
We'll find you.
Okay, we're all gonna
be all right, Dad.
-Yeah.
-Let's go.
Be brave. Be strong.
I'll see you in five minutes.
Okay.
Mom. Mom?
Mom?
Mom?
Mom, if you're up here,
we need to go now!
Mom!
Mom?
Mom, are you okay?
Deb?
Deb, are you in here?
Deb?
Deb?
Deb?
Are you back here?
Mom?
Mom, are you okay?
Mom, answer me!
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, Jesus, Greg.
Greg?
[clanging]
Oh, Jesus.
[grunts]
What is this?
Is that gasoline?
[muffled groaning]
[muffled whimpering, shouting]
STEVE:
Deb?
Marshall, are you up here?
Jesus Christ, Marshall!
Get me down, get me down!
Dad, the k*ller's up
here somewhere.
Dad, the k*ller's
up here somewhere.
-I don't know.
-It's okay, son.
It's okay.
[panting]
It's okay, son.
You're safe now.
Where'd they go?
I think they went in
the secret passageway.
Dad, dad, they
could be anywhere.
Dad, they could get Mom.
Don't worry, don't worry.
Let me worry about your mother.
Son, I just need for you kids
to be safe and sound.
And the only way I will
know that for sure
is if you're as far away
from this place as possible.
I just need you to
be safe and sound.
-Okay?
-Okay.
Okay. Okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
So let's go.
Oh, God.
Let's go.
Mom?
Mom?
Mom?
Mom... Mom.
Mom, are you back here?
Mom...
Mom...
[shrieks]
Mom?
WHISPERING VOICE:
Here.
[clatter]
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Lock the door.
This is a safe place.
Do not open that door unless
Marshall or your dad come in.
No, we have to go, mom.
We saw the k*ller.
No, I know.
I saw him outside
my bedroom window.
Listen, I tried to call the
police, but my phone is gone.
I've been looking
for it everywhere.
Have you called the police?
All of our phones
are missing, too.
Oh my God...
Mom, we need to leave
unless you know for sure
that there's a
working landline here.
I don't think so.
Okay.
We're wasting too much time.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Are you sure there's
not a phone in here?
From what I have seen?
No, I can't find one.
Come on, we have to go.
Jenny, Jenny,
what are you doing?
We have to go now.
This is one of the missing kids.
Tell me the truth.
Did any of the missing
family stay here?
We can't do this.
Answer me.
Did any of the
missing families stay here?
I-- I don't know.
I was a kid.
It's-- it's possible.
I mean, Grandma and
Grandpa talked to the police
a couple of times,
but they never stayed long.
This is another
reservation book.
It looks like the same one
in the lobby.
Mom, there's a lot more
names in this one.
What is going on?
Jenny, enough.
We're going now.
I'm not done.
What if there's something
in here that can help us?
I'm done.
I'm going to find your
father and Marshall,
and I'm not going to
wait another second for you.
Jesus, Mom, okay.
Okay, son. First, we've got
to find your sister.
-Deb!
-Jesus!
Oh, my God.
We've got to leave right now.
Marshall, what happened?
That monkey-masked piece of
sh*t strung me up
and tried to k*ll me.
Oh, my God.
I'm okay.
I'm okay, Mom. I'm fine.
Dad found me just in time.
Oh, my God.
Okay, we need to get
in the car.
I mean, we need to find a
police station or something.
They cut our gas lines.
We can't drive anywhere.
Oh, jeez.
Unless someone found them,
our phones are still missing.
What do we do?
We arm ourselves.
We get some knives
from the kitchen
or something heavy and blunt.
And then we walk.
Walk? We're like 50 miles
from anywhere.
So?
Anywhere's better than here.
Yeah. We walk to the highway.
WHISPERING VOICE:
Here.
Nobody leaves
anybody else's side.
Jen?
Jenny?
Oh, Jesus.
She was just right behind you.
[panting]
83, 83...
83, 83...
83...
June 9th.
They removed it.
Why would Grandma
and Grandpa do that?
[banging]
[door rattles]
sh*t.
No!
[banging continues]
[shrieks]
[panting]
Please...
There has to be something here.
Some type of evidence
of what happened
to Charlie and his family.
[gasps]
Jesus, they really had
these in every room.
Wait.
Charlie?
[screeching]
No, no, no.
[banging]
[door creaks]
MARSHALL: Jenny?
Jenny, where are you?
No...
Jenny!
-Jenny!
-Keep your voice down.
What the hell are you
doing out here?
Keep your voice down.
I know where they are.
They're in room four.
I think they're in the closet.
-Hang on.
-Kids.
Marshall?
Marshall.
You get behind me.
If I miss and he gets me,
you tackle him, all right?
No, you are not making our
kid attack a k*ller.
No, it's okay, Mom.
I'll do it. I want to.
No, listen.
Are you sure you want
to fight him?
I mean, if he's in that closet,
we can hide in the house
or make a run for it.
We need to do this now.
I think this is bigger than
what's just happening today.
What do you mean?
I think they're behind
these families disappearing,
or at least a part of it,
or a copycat k*ller who m*rder*d
those people years ago.
And how did you come
to this conclusion?
We can talk about it later.
We need to deal with
the situation now.
Jenny's right.
I'll go in.
Marshall, follow me.
Deb, Jenny, stay here.
No, I'm going to take him down.
Deb...
if they make a run for it,
don't let them
leave this room.
Be ready.
[heavy breathing]
Okay...
God damn it, he's not in here!
He was in here,
I saw him go in here.
We would have seen him leave,
unless there's another
secret tunnel in there.
Wait, wait.
What have we here?
Look at this.
I told you he was in there.
Jesus Christ.
Marshall, you grab
that monster suit.
I want whoever it is to have
a look at us face to face.
We can just hit the road,
walk until we find some help.
-I can go alone...
-No!
No, we're all getting out
of here together.
We're all together
and we're all safe.
I don't care that we
don't have a working car
or we're miles from anywhere.
We can all just hit
the road together, okay?
Okay.
Marshall, wait.
Don't tell Mom, but I think
Grandma and Grandpa
may have been serial K*llers.
Then who was in the suit?
They're both dead, Jen,
that doesn't make any sense.
Deb!
-Deb!
-Dad!
She was just here, I don't...
[screaming]
Where was that?
-It sounded like it was...
-Inside the house!
You kids, don't move!
Stay right here!
I'm gonna get my wife.
[Deb screams]
JENNY:
We've got to help.
Mom always says family
sticks together.
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, stop!
We are not going in there!
Yes, we are!
Dad said stay there
and don't move,
and this house is not safe.
I'm gonna make sure Mom is safe.
This k*ller knows
what he's doing
and I don't know if Dad
can take him alone.
We need to come together
as a family, then we leave.
[Deb screams]
Mom!
-STEVE: Deb!
-Over here!
STEVE:
Hold on, I've got you!
DEB:
Get me out of these tings!
Oh, baby, sweetheart.
I thought I told you
kids to stay there!
Family sticks together,
no matter what.
Are you okay, hon?
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, really.
Did you see them?
No, no, they put a bag
over my head
or something and
dragged me here.
Wait, what are
Grandpa's knives doing?
He kept those hidden.
Who could have found them?
Wait, do you think that
the person kidnapping
could have still been
doing it when I was a kid?
I don't know, maybe we should
check the suit or the mask
and maybe there's a name
or a marking.
We can figure out who they are.
I got nothing.
You said those were Grandpa's
knives, where did he keep them?
In the basement.
The locked basement?
You mean the k*ller has a key?
Um... I don't know.
I mean maybe...
Maybe Grandma found them
and brought them up
to the kitchen.
Kids, what?
What are you thinking?
I found this old
newspaper article
about one of the
missing families.
The kid's picture's
on the monkey wall
and the reservation book in the
office doesn't have their names.
But the book
I found in here does.
The night they went missing.
Why would they change
the records?
I don't know.
Maybe Grandma or Grandpa
possibly had something
to do with it.
-Deb, stop!
-Mom!
-Baby, I'm...
-Jesus!
Jenny, Jenny,
I'm so, so sorry.
I can't understand what
Grandma and Grandpa
would have to do with all this.
I know, I know.
Grandpa's been
gone for ten years now
and Grandma's gone now, too.
Isn't it possible that...
That one of them might
not really be dead?
No, you bite your tongue now!
-Deb, Deb!
-Stop! No!
No one has faked their death!
Not Grandma,
not Grandpa, nobody!
Then who else could it be?
There's nobody else out there.
I think we should just
get the hell out of here.
Marshall was right earlier.
We should all just hit the road.
No.
We need to go down
to the basement.
No, it's locked and
the k*ller has a key.
He is not down there.
Where did you get that?
It was in Grandpa's drawer.
I've been looking for
it this whole time.
Why didn't you tell me
when you found it?
I wanted to, but you
slipped off to the motel.
Look, what if they try
and ambush us?
We know they're using
secret passageways.
So we're just going to sit here
and wait for
the k*ller to get us?
Is that what you want to do?
I mean, we got
to get down to that basement
and there's only one way down
there: through that door.
Yeah, okay, alright,
let's go to the basement.
Okay, come on guys, follow me.
Hey, you know, we don't all
have to go down there.
Someone could stay up here.
No, this is
the right thing to do.
Listen, the basement is
the safest place in the house.
Follow me.
Watch your step.
Be careful, kids.
Shh.
Good girl, good girl.
Steve.
-Got it?
-Mm-hmm.
There, I locked us in.
No one can get in.
There's got to be a light.
MARSHALL:
Ouch!
What was that?
MARSHALL:
I don't know.
I found one.
Jesus Christ.
Mom, what is all this?
Calcium hydroxide...
tanning agent?
What's wrong, Dad?
This is all stuff you
need to make leather.
Dad was a hunter.
Yeah, but being a hunter doesn't
mean you know how to tan hide.
I mean, that's an
entirely different skill.
We live in
the middle of nowhere.
Dad didn't waste anything.
Come on, guys.
Let's gather up some weapons.
Mom?
Yes, sweetie?
Why do you have
a picture with Charlie?
And how did you know
Grandpa's knife
was supposed to be down here?
Yeah, nobody was
allowed in the basement.
When I was a little girl, I had
a hard time making friends.
Mom had Linda...
and Linda didn't want to
hang out with me.
So...
I just hung out with
the squirrels and rabbits.
Until one day...
I actually played
with a little girl,
one of the guests.
She was my age.
Her name was Christine.
I had a friend.
And, uh...
she really wanted
to play with me.
So she wanted to leave,
but I wasn't done
playing with her, so...
Ow!
So Dad took control
of the situation.
We had a system, Dad and I.
Help!
Someone open this door! Help!
Help!
I would play with the kids,
and Dad would take care
of the parents.
And, uh... come on!
Come on!
And when I was done playing,
I wouldn't want them to leave.
So I would cut their faces off.
[whimpers]
It's okay, baby.
Dad would preserve them.
And then he would sew
them on the monkeys,
so they could be
my friends forever.
Mom... it was you?
You...
You almost had it
all figured out.
You are so smart, dear.
So smart.
I was hoping that one of
you would be like me,
and that we could come back
and run this motel,
and have all those
wonderful memories.
Please...
But...
I can see...
you've all made
your positions very clear.
Get down here, Marshall!
Now!
What about Linda?
Why would you k*ll her?
I just...
I was just afraid that she
was going to know too much.
So I made her a part of my band.
Her and her rude husband.
Mom...
Please don't do this.
Ugh. I never liked Joe.
Greg, Greg, he was a good boy.
But anyone who talked
about tearing down this place
and selling it has got
to be dealt with.
I can't take it.
Deb, let's talk about this.
We can get you help.
Deb?
All I ever wanted was
to have this place for myself
and have all the memories.
But everybody kept butting in.
No one would listen!
[screeching, clanging]
You k*lled all those children,
and you kept them as trophies?
No, not trophies!
That's sick!
Baby, they're my friends.
You, you are too smart.
You need to know this.
I'm not going to let you put
their faces on those toys.
They don't deserve that.
Don't you touch them!
No, no!
Daddy!
[groans]
Deb... Deb.
Daddy!
Don't...
Don't hurt...
-Baby...
-...our children...
[screams]
Die! Die!
I love you, Steve.
I'll always love you.
Marshall!
[screams]
Ah!
-Mom!
-That'll teach you.
Stop screaming, Jenny.
-Jenny...
-Mom... no.
Jenny... Jenny...
Stop!
[grunts]
My baby. My baby.
Oh my baby.
[chuckling]
We're back home.
We're back home.
Just you and me.
[footsteps approaching]
[grunting]
Help!
No one is here, Marshal!
No one is going
to answer, Marshal.
You watch, Jenny.
[chuckles]
That's what makes
this place so perfect.
No one knows we're here.
It's secluded.
What?
You took our phones.
I couldn't have you
calling for help.
More people make things messy.
[grunts]
[screams]
Marshall, if you keep that up,
I will shut you up.
[heavy breathing]
Beautiful mask.
You... you followed me
into the motel.
You were going to k*ll me.
You knew too much.
[chuckles]
[crying]
No... no.
You kids will never
get out of this place,
not without the key.
No! Stop! Stop!
You're sick!
You're a monster!
How could you k*ll your family?
How could I k*ll them?
I have to do this, sweetie.
You and Marshall
barely talk to me,
and from what you know now,
you're never
going to talk to me.
You'll have me put away forever.
I wanted to be normal.
I really wanted to be normal.
I wanted to, uh, have a family,
and I wanted to have kids,
so I thought, I thought,
if I, um, if I moved away,
and I became a vet,
and I fell in love,
then everything would be fine.
But now I know the truth.
Everybody leaves.
You all say how much
you love me, and then you leave.
Now we can
stay here forever.
Be a family forever.
You and me.
Friends forever.
[monkey screeches]
Except...
Like Charlie.
[chuckles]
Charlie was only supposed
to be here for one night,
but you can't make friends
in one night, can you?
Well, just look at us,
here we are,
all these years,
playing together.
People used to say I was weird.
They laughed at me,
but you know,
who's weird now
that they're all dead?
I'm the normal one.
I'm the one with a beating heart
and blood running
through my veins.
What are you going to do?
You're going to k*ll me.
You're going to k*ll Marshall.
Then what?
I'm not going to k*ll you.
No.
You have my brain.
Oh, you're so much like me.
Marshall,
I'm not so sure about,
but I need you here with me.
I am going to give you
a really pretty face.
[whimpers]
Hey, did you know that
the leathering process
shrinks the human skin
up to 50 percent?
It seems like a lot, but it's
perfect for my jolly monkeys.
You're not my mother.
I don't know who you are.
There's something
deeply wrong with you.
No, nothing.
Nothing is wrong with me.
[shrieks]
[grunts]
The key... I need the key.
[shrieks]
You want to play?
We can play together,
like Charlie and Christine
and all my friends.
[shouts]
[grunts]
Secret, secret...
[grunts]
[shouts]
No!
No, Mom!
No! No!
[screaming]
Mom! Ah!
[panting, shrieks]
Marshall?
Marshall...
Ugh...
[grunts]
[shrieks]
No...
Jenny, guess what?
You're gonna be
my favorite little monkey.
[grunts]
Get off of her, monster!
Monster!
Who are you calling monster?
You ungrateful...
-Find a knife or something!
-I'm trying!
You don't have to do this, Mom!
Oh, you have no idea how much
I really, really do!
Jenny!
Mom!
No, no, no, no, no!
Jenny, stop, stop! Stop!
No, no, no, no!
No, please!
Stop!
No, please!
Jenny! No!
[shouting]
[screaming]
Oh, God, my friend!
[screaming]
My friends!
My beautiful friends!
Jenny, stop!
Oh, no!
Oh, God, my friend!
I'm sorry, Charlie.
No!
No, no!
[shrieking]
My friends! My friends!
Why did you do this
to my friends?
Mom!
No!
They were never your friends!
[screaming]
No, my friends!
Marshall!
Marshall!
Come on!
You can do it!
You can do it!
[coughing]
Come on!
You can do it!
Come on!
Almost there!
You're almost there!
Is that Uncle Joe's car?
Who cares?
Just get in!
Ow....
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