All language subtitles for Occupant 2021

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Good evening,

and welcome to Movie Corner.

The Halloween special.

I'm Cort Tomlinson,

and we've got a whopper of a
spook show for you tonight,

but that's not how
it's pronounced.

I'm talking about
the cult classic

in the horror movie genre,

and holy Quasimodo, does
it have a back story.

1975, GlassGirl Magazine
puts out an article

about a young Pennsylvania
mother named Dorothy Schepp.

In this piece, she claims
that her and her four children

are being tormented by
something Meemaw would call

"The heebie-geebies."

We're talking spooky
sounds, paranoia,

things being in a way
they ought not be.

And so this terrifying story
goes out into the world,

and who of all people reads it,

but the wife of film
producer Daniel Gerby.

Gerby ends up buying
Dorothy's story

for a mere $17,000.

I have more than
that in late fees

at Movie Gallery right now.

The film starts rolling.

They hire director
George L. Schmidt,

who's credited with the decision

to shoot the film in the
actually Schepp family home.

Right where all the terrorizing
took place to begin with.

Fast forward, 1979.

The film premieres to
disappointing reviews,

and is a box office bomb.

But, things turned around
in the video rental market,

as it became a cult classic.

Ladies and gentlemen,

starring Wanda Best
and Duncan Lund,

it's-
[electronic music]

[ominous music]

Look at that.

[child muttering]

[beads thud]
[child squealing]

[feet pattering]
[children laughing]

Franky, watch your brothers.

[ominous music]

[man laughing]
[woman gasping]

Even the mold in this
hotel ain't safe from ya.

What are you doing?

[Woman] Was just trying
to get a feel for the place.

It is something, isn't it?
[eerie music]

What, the cellar?

Well, the whole thing.

Needs a little work.

Haul this crud out, first thing.

[Woman] Oh, I kinda like it.

[Man] It gives me the creeps.

But, school's a
stone's throw away,

and store's not much further.

How are my odds?

Well, if they were any worse,

I'd probably still be Kareck.

[doors shut]
[music resumes]

Welcome home, Pete.

Clint, is that you?

- You look good.
- Thanks.

17 pounds since August.

Took your advice on the Paleo.

Right on, right on.

What are you doing, Pete?

Whole thing's a disaster.

Had to crosscheck the
wiring by the South wall.

Set me back a little,

but we should be
in the green now.

Sure you want to blow
up your mom's house?

Maybe we should talk about this.

Teri's here.

Love to talk, Clint,
but there's no time.

Got an early flight.

Don't suppose you ran
it by the fire marshal.

Does he have a
Chem E Doctorate?

Pete! Let's go in the house.

Hey, Ter.

Wow, I didn't think
you two were still-

- We're not.

I brought Clint
here to arrest you.

Oh, I didn't realize
he had the authority.

It's a citizen's arrest.

I know it's none
of my business,

but I always thought you
two were good together.

Remember your engagement
party by the lake.

Aside from arson,

this is a crime against
your mother's memory.

Wow, where were you
for the eulogy, Clint?

Cut the crap, Pete.

What a weekend.

Tequila volleyball, jet skis.

What was the name of that song

you two were
singing all weekend?

Was it Cyndi Lauper?

Think about what
your brothers would say

if they found out about this.

Pat Benatar.

"Like A Prayer."

Oh yeah.

Can you believe
that was 15 years ago?

Since then, the lake
house has been bulldozed,

you two got divorced,

but we'll always
have the memory.

Isn't that what matters?

I don't want to sell the house
any more than you do, Pete.

But this? This is crazy!

I've got a half pound of C4
by the central foundations,

and then another
by the South wall,

and another by the North.

It'll be like the
fourth of July.

I got sandbags to protect us.

I'll get more sandbags.

Well what are you gonna
do about your nephew?

- Vincent?
- He's living here.

Been here for weeks.

- Why?
- I don't know, Pete!

Why don't you go talk to him?

Or are you just gonna
blow him up, too?

Theo can take care of it.

Is that supposed to be a joke?

[doll voice cooing]

[doll voice cooing]

[eerie music]

[machine beeping]

[sustained beeping]

[TV cuts]
[beeping slows]

[eerie music resumes]
[beeping increases]

[TV cuts]
[music cuts]

[beeping stops]

Grief works in funny ways.

I see his point, though.

It's the honorable thing to do.

Blowing her into smithereens.

Noted.

Thanks for the lift.

You are welcome.

Maybe I should stay until
this thing diffuses itself.

I got this.

Take it easy on him, Ter.

Been through a lot, all of you.

Last thing Dorothy would want

is to have you fighting
with each other.

Happy trails, Clint.

[engine revving]
[door slams]

What are you doing?

I don't have time for this.

The kid's a space cadet.

Don't tell me you're calling-

- Yeah I am.

Pete!
[phone ringing]

For all that is
holy, do not call-

- I told him what I
tell all my customers.

I said, I mean, sure,

there's all sorts of variety.

There's spring, there's
foam, there's gel,

there's the hybrids.

And yeah, a waterbed
might be a little heavier,

maybe not as stylish,

but a mattress is
probably is as important

as a mortgage or a car payment.

You gotta be able to
trust your mattress

the way you trust your wife.

He comes home from work,
stretches himself out

on a heated Schepp waterbed,

and he knows he's
made the right choice.

And then I say, "It's
like my dad used to say.

Anybody can get a good
night's sleep anywhere,

as long as they've got
a clean conscience."

But in this day in age,
who's got one of those?

That's where your Schepp
waterbed will come in.

So did he buy?

No, not yet.

He said he wanted to look online

at some of these
NASA space beds.

But he'll be back.

You ever try memory foam?

Who am I, Kurt Cobain?

Only asking.

Nothing but premium Schepp
waterbeds in my house.

You in the market?

I'm happy with a waterless
situation at the moment.

Well then what are
you still doing here?

I figured you'd be the
first one at the airport

after the funeral.

Just wanted to give the
house one final goodbye.

He's helping Franky and
I get this place settled.

It's a lot of work
for two people.

A lot.

A lot.

You want to help, Theo?

I gotta be at the shop.

I mean, now that
Franky's retired.

You know, the
business dad started.

All I meant was there's
nothing around here

you think you can take with you?

While we're on the subject,

who took Senior's arm
chair out of the den?

- Beats me.
- Come on.

I know one of you has
been swiping dad's stuff.

Like I don't have enough

of Senior's old junk already.

So Vincent, have you
decided on your major yet?

Oh, don't get me started.

Don't get him started.

Go ahead, Vincent.

Tell your Uncle Pete what
you're gonna major in.

Viking Culture.

Viking Culture.

Can you believe
that's even a major?

It's no wonder a
secondary education

isn't worth shit anymore.

Kinda like this house.

Especially this house.

Franky, are you
gonna eat anything?

Don't eat.

He's right, shouldn't
eat this stuff.

This stuff?

This is pizza.

That is gluten,
dairy, and tomato paste.

Will you please give it up

with this gluten free bullshit?

I'm sure there's a couple
of newlyweds out there

that would find this house to be

a perfect place
to start a family.

Like mom and dad.

I would rather go
down to the gas station,

put my lips around
the pump, suck it dry,

and then try to light
matches with my butt cheeks

than have this place turned over

to some bunch of bums.

[Teri] What bums?

Do you guys even
get that this place

is like a big deal
to some people?

Right.

No, seriously.

There's so many forums
online about this place.

Oh, here we go.

Forums?

Like, about The Whooper?

Forums, fan fictions,
cos-plays, you name it.

Wait, you're
telling me somebody

has actually seen that
movie in the past 20 years.

Well, they show it at
Halloween in theaters.

Kind of like a retro revival.

Yeah, well, dad had
another word for that.

Maybe so, but everyone knows

that the story is fiction.

Fiction?

Made up.

This house isn't
really haunted.

Some might debate that.

- Who, exactly?
- Well, grandma, for one.

Vincent, grandma liked
to tell stories. Loved it.

When she would go down to
the salon on the weekends,

that's all those ladies did.

Once, somebody took
something she said as fact,

and the next thing you know,

a movie studio was
knocking on the door,

promising us this and that.

Ruined my sophomore
year in high school.

None of us were ever
haunted by our toys,

or had exorcisms performed
on our stuffed animals.

All I remember from that time

was bouncing checks
and waterbeds.

Well you can
believe what you want.

And you can go on
those chat rooms,

and tell everyone
that Peter Schepp says

that there's no such
thing as a Whooper.

What does that prove?

Aren't I a character
in the story?

That doesn't make it yours.

The Whooper belongs
to the fans now.

Pete, let it go.

Ticket sales, box
office revenue.

That doesn't make any
sense to this kid.

Reality doesn't make
any sense to this kid.

If you'll please excuse me.

[dramatic music]

[doorbell rings]

Is that the best you
could do in handling that?

Look, everything's all hookies

and wog-warts with
this kid, alright?

The more time he spends here,

the better it's gonna
be for everybody.

Trust me.

[machine beeping]

May I help you?

[Cathy] I'm here
to see the house.

You talk to the
realty company?

[Cathy] I talked to
Franky on the phone.

It's late.

One sec.

[muffled speech]

A realtor, get
rid of this place.

Don't you, Teri?

Please, come in.

Cathy, Cathy Shingle.

This is my sister.

[Cathy] Teri, I know.

[muffled speech on TV]

Can I serve you something?

Coffee, tea, water, milk?

Where did you park?

It's even more
beautiful in person.

You kept all of
the original trim.

Our family wasn't too familiar

with the idea of remodeling.

We're selling it as is.

That's perfect.

I can't wait to show
this to my babies.

How many do you have?

Four.

Must be a handful.

My brother told you
it's a three-bedroom?

That's fine, just fine.

What's this, the
friggin' pasta-razzi?

Don't mind them.

They get like this
after you feed them.

No need to apologize.

I remember how hard things
were after I lost daddy.

This must be such a
difficult time for you all.

I can't believe they're
all here, they're all here.

Franky, tour?

What?

Don't be a douche!

To who, the creep?

So she's a little unusual.

She looks like she raided
your high school wardrobe.

She does.
[laughing]

[mocking laughing]

I'm sorry, what's that?

[mocking in high pitched voice]

[laughing]
[fork clinking]

[ominous music]
[machines clicking]

Grownups can't hear you.

Christmas tree.

Rocking horse.

Pipes.

Basket.

More baskets.

Here's the washing machine.

[camera beeps off]
[ominous music]

A hunter built this
place after the war.

He used to skin
his game down here.

Coyotes, mostly.

One day, the hunter killed
something else out there.

Something he had
never seen before.

A creature that
resembled the folklore

of the Iroquois tribes.

Unknowingly, the hunter
brought his strange kill

back to this cellar.

He disappeared sometime later,

but the mark of the
creature remained.

The Whooper?

Everybody's seen that movie.

My babies and I
watch it all the time.

It's not for babies.

Are these yours?

My grandma's.

Once they weren't
worth anything,

she just boxed them up.

Well, what's it worth to you?

I would sell everything
to get her back.

Oh, there you are.

I've got something to show you.

My favorite bathroom
is down here.

Boy, I hope that lady

doesn't find all
that lead paint.

That'd be a disaster.

Oh, hey guys.

Didn't mean to
interrupt the tour.

Did they say lead paint?

I don't think so.

There's no lead paint
down here, Miss Shingle.

Same as these pipes.

This house has its quirks,

but we were all raised here,

and look how we turned out.

Wait, maybe that's
not the best example.

What he's trying
to say is that

we wouldn't put you or
your family in danger

just to make some money.

They're just jacking
around, Miss Shingle.

Your kids could probably
eat the paint chips

right off the wall.

See? Latex, non-toxic.

My father repainted this
house back in the 80s.

Franky.

Do you want to see
me eat a chip of paint?

Don't eat paint, Franky.

It's that safe.

- Let me try.
- Vincent!

[ominous music]

I wanted to thank you all
so much for your hospitality.

I could not be more in
love with this house.

Now, will you take
a personal check?

Is it from a local bank?

Thanks, we'll consider it.

Look, just give my brother

a couple days to think about it.

If there's a problem
with the amount,

I'd be happy to increase it.

I've thought about it.

We'll give you a
call. You got a card?

No, I'm afraid I
can't leave this house

until there's a deal.

See? She can't wait.

Miss, my brother
isn't thinking straight.

We've been through a lot

with the death of
my mother and all.

You'll understand.

Of course.

That's exactly why I'm here.

Your mother meant so much to me.

Please, I have to
have this house.

- Please!
- Alright really?

The house is not for sale.

That's impossible.

We're keeping it.

That's not what she wanted.

Dorothy, your mother,

could not leave
the house to you,

- I'm sorry.
- Frank,

where did you get this lunatic?

No matter what they
say, no matter what,

she made me promise
right before she died,

she made me promise.

That's it, I'm out.

This has been
very interesting,

but I'm really sure
that you need to go.

Grandma, a note from grandma.

Whatever it takes, no
matter what my family says,

get this house from them
by any means necessary.

You see?

She wanted us to have the house.

I'm sorry, she loved
you, but she was hurt.

You know, I think I'll
go and take a walk,

and let you guys think
of a suitable amount.

But please, don't
make this harder

than it already is.

What are you talking
about, Dorothy?

It's the kids.

They think that their
critters are coming to life.

Do you know how
you sound right now?

I know, I know
it sounds crazy,

but what if it's not
the stuffed animals?

What if it's something
inside of them?

They're kids, they
have imaginations.

We need to leave this house.

I don't feel safe.

Why don't we just go home?

- Isn't this home?
- No.

There is something
in that house.

You don't know it because
you're never there,

but I feel it, and
I am telling you.

Don't you remember
living in the city?

Having the night
shifts, the mill.

I know, but this
is different, Frank.

I won't go back
to that, Dorothy.

I worked too damn hard,
and I won't do it.

[ominous music]

The Schepp family
has never escaped

the shadow of The Whooper.

Despite its home video success,

they never received a dime.

In more recent news,

they've even sued the studio

for their lost royalties.

Rumor has it that Frank Schepp

has even declared bankruptcy.

After this break,

we'll be reading viewer emails.

Stay with us.

[lock clicks]

Who am I talking to?

Something's a fact
because you saw it online?

It could have been
Photoshopped or something.

Right, Vince?

Well if it was real,

it's gotta be the only
fan mail she ever got.

I'm surprised she
didn't adopt her.

She never told me
about any of this.

Oh, you asked?

Look, none of this
is legal material.

It'll never hold up in court.

We can blow her off
as long as it takes.

But if it's what
grandma really wanted.

Vincent, stay out of this.

If mom didn't want
Franky to have the house,

she wouldn't have left
it to him in her will.

Right, Franky?

Senior left her the
house when he died.

And she couldn't amend
it in her last will.

That's 'cause he didn't
trust her with anything,

not even in death.

Don't tell me you're thinking

about selling it to this woman.

It's my think to think.

Christ!

Mom didn't actually
know this Cathy.

Did Cathy ever visit
mom when she was alive?

Did she ever change the sheets?

Or a bed pan?

The market's bad right now.

Why does it have
to be a price point?

Why can't we just let it go?

Let it be a memory.

What, are you
afraid of something?

Of what, of Whooper?

I don't believe
in it as paranormal.

More of a supernatural abstract.

Maybe it's not something
that we can touch or measure,

but it's something
we experience.

Like a thought.

Or a memory.

He's always been afraid.

We used to lock
him in this cellar

until he'd kick and
scream to high heaven.

Well, I was four.

We did it when
you were 16, too.

That was before he
became Dr. Peter.

Don't change the subject.

Want to do it again?

What, stay down in the cellar?

I'll go down in the cellar.

- In your dreams.
- Guys.

- Piece of cake.
- Your funeral.

- Want to make a bet?
- Sure.

If you can stay
down in the cellar

long enough to
finish a six pack,

I'll give you 50 bucks.

You're on.

[laughing]

You're leaving?

Well, unless you want
to open the shop tomorrow.

Be my guest.

What about the crazy
lady in the yard?

I wouldn't worry about her.

If she gets out of
hand, call Clint.

He'll know what to do.

Oh hey, if you find
that Beef-a-roni recipe,

send me a text, alright?

[eerie music]
[ominous vocalizing]

[laughing]
[door shuts]

[Radio Speaker]
County is currently

under a Winter storm watch.

[music resumes]

[muffled speech on radio]

[ominous music]

[phone buzzing]

- Theo, what's the-
- Hey hey hey.

Remember that problem we had?

Yeah, well I think I fixed it.

What are you talking about?

Just get out here,
out front, hurry up.

[rain pattering]

- You think she's-
- I don't know!

She was just standing there
in the middle of the road.

You didn't see
her in the mirror?

We gotta call Clint.

- Clint?
- Yeah.

He'll know what to do.

- Yeah, call an ambulance.
- No, no ambulance.

I'm sorry, what
are you suggesting

Clint knows how to do?

Well you know, clean it up.

You think Clint knows
how to dispose a body?

The man would open a vein
for you, you know that.

Besides, who's gonna
help us with all this?

- Us?
- Yes, us.

You! You, not us!

Look at the big picture.

This could destroy
the whole family.

Ruin everything dad worked for.

This is like the final
nail in the waterbed.

I will take no part in this.

Fine, you don't want
to help me, don't.

Do it for mom.

[heavy breathing]

[ominous music]

Son of a bitch.

Hey! Hey!

You want to put
something online,

I'll give you something
to put online!

[ominous music]

Theo!

[ominous music resumes]

[ominous music resumes]

Teri!

This is all his stuff.

Teri!

[ominous music resumes]
[heavy breathing]

[cap clinks]
[humming]

[pin clinks]

[ominous music]

Look, I,

I know you hate your father.

But he's not so bad.

Your grandfather was much worse.

[pan sizzling]

We only saw him in the
morning on the way to work.

He rarely spoke.

[gentle music]

Well, you shouldn't
have left it out

in the first place.

Ugh!
[chair thuds]

Your dad kicked the
chair under the table.

Now, we were the
only ones to see it,

but for a second,

it was like the whole
rotation of the Earth ceased,

and we were all suspended.

[eerie music]
[chair squeaks]

The next few weeks,

it was all mom would talk about.

[tape clicks, rewinds]
[chair squeaking]

The whole story of the movie,

we reinvented it, by accident.

Well, now you know.

Thanks, Uncle Franky,

but currently I
don't have any room

for unverifiable verbal
testimony in my research.

[ominous music]

[bag rustling]

[ominous music resumes]

[knocking on door]

Hey, how long does it take

to polish off a six pack?

[sighing]
[ominous music resumes]

[music cuts]

Pete, Pete!

[metal clinks]
[suspenseful music]

[laughing]

Still a lightweight, huh?

Oh, Senior would be
so pissed at you.

Come on.

There's something,

something down here.

[suspenseful music]

Oh no, no, this way,
this way, this way.

Almost there.

There you go.

I guess you're gonna have
to reschedule that flight.

[suspenseful music resumes]

[intense music]

Oh yeah.

[gasping]
[screams]

[muffled screaming]

[bells tolling]

[floor creaking]

[engine puttering]

[eerie jolly commercial music]

Franky?

Peter.

[doorbell rings]
[muffled chatter on TV]

[switch clicks]
[ominous music]

[door handle rattles]
[gasping]

[doorbell rings]
[banging on door repeatedly]

[suspenseful music]
[bags rustling]

[door slams]
[ominous music]

[eerie vocalizing]

[switch clicks]
[music cuts]

[floor creaking]

[light rock music]

[gasping]
[vocalizing on radio]

[panting and grunting]

[music resumes]

[camera beeps]
[wailing and coughing]

[floor creaks]
[heavy breathing]

[music resumes]

[camera beeps]

[wailing]

[yelling]
[whip cracking]

[coughing]
[music resumes]

[yelling]

[weeping]

[floor creaking]

[music skipping]

[music resumes]

[grunting and yelling]

[yelling]
[light shatters]

Get out of here, move!
[items crashing]

[bat swinging]
[static]

God I'm sorry.

What the hell?
[weeping]

[music resumes]

[light buzzing]

[muffled music resumes]

[heavy breathing]

[floor creaking]

[gun fires]
[body thuds]

[ominous music]

It was either him or you.

People can get so disgusting.

What is that thing?

Don't you remember this?

Pete made it, like
in seventh grade,

for some science fair.

Is Teri with you?

No, no no, I haven't seen her.

Maybe we should contact the
authorities, or something.

We're trespassing.

Come on, Vincent, pick up.

[phone buzzing]
[ominous music]

One, two, three.

- Get out of here.
- Get him out of there.

- Come on, get him out.
- Come on.

Get him.
[muffled groaning]

Son of a...

It's Vincent's phone!

Must be some kind
of fetish thing.

Well, they came
to the wrong house.

Where's my son? Where's my boy?

Where's Vincent?

Is this a joke to you,
is that what this is?

Is this some kind of joke?

I'll show you a joke.

I will put this ball
bearing right up your ass.

You're gonna waddle out of
here instead of walking.

Now where is my son?

Theo, that's
not gonna help us.

When I walked in this room,

one of these things
was about to kill you.

But we've gotta keep our cool.

I am cool!

- Oh Theo.
- I'm cool.

Now what is your plan?

We need to find
Teri and Vincent,

and get the hell out of here.

All that missing stuff
Teri was talking about,

dad's stuff.

I found it out in the woods,

out in the middle of nowhere,

all stacked up like it
was some sort of nest.

I don't know what
these people are up to,

but I don't think they
planned on us holding out.

Yeah, well, this,

this is gonna complicate things.

You know, the second
best way to get a customer

by the balls?

An undeniable markdown.

But you know the first?

- What?
- Insurance.

They've got Vincent.

They're gonna use him to get

whatever it is they want.

But now, we've
got one of theirs.

[ominous music]

[items rustling]

[ominous music]

[door slams]

[ominous music resumes]

Clint?

Clint.

Oh hey, Ter.

What happened with us, Ter?

[branches crack]

There's something
you have to know.

In the emails from your
mother, I found something.

One of your brothers, they knew.

They signed off on this deal

before Cathy ever got here.

What? Who?

Oh, this is all a setup.

You gotta get out of here.

Not without you.

I'm gonna slow you down.

You gotta run.

Stay with me, Clint.

Don't quit on me.

I never quit.

[ominous music resumes]

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[gentle music]
[bag rustling]

[muffled weeping]

Sweet boy.

Sweet, sweet boy.

Mama's so proud of you.

So, so proud.

[indistinct]

[slaps]

You know better than to speak

when you're under the spell.

We're finally here where we
belong, in our safe place.

Aren't we happy?
Aren't we having fun?

Aren't we?

We've waited too long for this,

and now we will enjoy it

for the rest of
our days, together.

[clanging on window]

Guys, guys!

Hand over the teenager!

[tapping on glass]

You got two minutes!
[ominous music]

They don't want
to play with us.

Fine.

Their time is up, and they
don't belong here anymore.

I was generous because
I felt sorry for them,

and look what that got us.

If they won't give
us what is ours,

then we must take it!

[ominous music resumes]

Last chance, guys.

Hand over the teenager.

Or it's off to the
batting cage for this one.

[ominous music resumes]

Look, I don't want
to draw this out,

and hopefully we
can resolve this,

for your friend's sake.

[ominous music]

[door rattling]

You think we're messing around,

you're badly mistaken.

This is all our house,

and you answer to us!

[rattling stops]
[music resumes]

[floor creaking]

They're moving around.

Where?

They'll be coming down.

Just keep your
eye on the stairs.

Just like we planned.

[ominous music]

What are they doing?

I don't know.

You've got two minutes!

[beeping]

[eerie music]

[intense music]

This has got to be wired wrong.

It can't be right.
[muffled yelling]

Damn it, Pete!

[muffled speech]

What are you doing?

Stick with the plan.

[muffled speech]

Damn it, Pete.

Now is not the time
to fool around-

[wood thuds]
[ominous music]

[muffled yelling]

[chain rattling]
[muffled yelling]

[grunting]
[ominous music]

Damn it, Pete!

[grunting]

[body thuds]
[muffled yelling]

[intense music]
[phone ringing]

[muffled speech]

Freeze!

Freeze, all of you,

or I blow this
whole place to hell.

I'm holding a remote to
four pounds of C4 wired

to the foundation of the house.

Hi babies, it's mama.

I just want to let you
know everything's fine.

Teri's just a little
rattled right now.

Rattled?

Do I look rattled to you?

Does anybody else here
think I'm rattled?

Show of hands.

It's not funny to
joke like that, Teri.

[grunting]

Teri, Teri, it's Franky.

He's not moving.

I think it's his blood pressure.

We gotta get him to
a hospital quick.

No one moves.

What?

No one leaves here
until I get some answers.

Franky is not moving.

[Teri] Someone down there
is lying to all of us.

I don't understand.

One of you knew about
this caveat long before.

One of you put us
into this mess.

Sure, mom may have been
losing it towards the end.

She may have given
Cathy the house,

and not her own flesh and blood.

But she couldn't have sent
years of emails herself.

Computer illiterate, hands
mangled from arthritis.

And she definitely couldn't
have sent any emails

a week after she died.

I don't follow.

I saw the emails,

and I saw the time stamps.

She had help.

Someone was using her account

to talk to Cathy long
after she passed.

Someone set us up.

I'm sure there's
another explanation.

Really? I would love one.

Teri, listen to
what you're saying!

I mean, look, they're just
trying to get into your head.

This is all part of their plan.

You were always good

at making other people
look guilty, Theo.

You know what,
I'm gonna forget

that you even said that.

And then again,
like father like son.

Maybe the fan boy was
in on it all along.

He's been here all this time.

Got along with Cathy so well.

Vincent?

Or is it possible

that the only one
of us who wanted to

give the house to
her is behind this.

He'd sell that place
out in a heartbeat,

as long as it lined his wallet.

Wait a minute, here.

And then there's the psycho,

who rigged our mom's basement
with plastic explosives.

Could it have been him?

Hey Pete, how do I
know this thing works?

Is there a button I press?

Or maybe, it was all of you.

The prodigal sons return
to take back what's theirs.

You four were like leaves in
the breeze while I stayed.

I stayed by her side.

I watched her wither away.

You think you're the
only one that sacrificed?

Franky and I tied ourselves

to that sinking
ship of a business

the day Senior passed away.

You don't think I wanted
to just disappear?

Move out West, to some
suburb or something,

and forgot about everything?

Maybe it's you.

Maybe you wanted someone

to take the pressure
off of your shoulders.

Maybe you're looking
for a scapegoat.

You said it yourself.

You were there all by yourself.

No one was around.

You had access to her accounts.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I am ready to
give this place up.

After all, it was her last wish.

The only difference is

I don't want a
number or a price.

I just want a name.

Give it to me.

I have nothing to
hide from you, Teri.

Give it to me!

Show her.

[ominous music]

Come on, Franky.

Come on, now, come on.

Teri!

Teri, he is not moving.

He's not reactive.

We've got to get
him to a hospital!

Why did you have
to make this so hard?

Teri, help us!

I don't care what
you think happened,

we've got to get
him to a hospital!

[clicks]
[Cathy gasps]

Welcome home.

[ominous music]

[gasping]

It's a syncopic episode.

He's stable, but
he needs a doctor.

Teri, get in the truck.

Come on, nobody stays behind.

I'm staying.

I'm rigging those charges.

What? Why?

Because fuck them, that's why.

Teri, you said it yourself.

If this is what mom wanted,

then let 'em have it.

That was our home, Theo!

We slept in those rooms.

She died in those rooms.

I'm not gonna stand by

and let some freaks turn it in

to some kind of fantasy.

That place is our memories.

And now that's all it will be.

I'm only sorry not all my
brothers felt the same.

Oh come on now.

He couldn't have known
this was gonna happen.

This is just Franky, you know.

Yeah, I know.

[melancholy music]

Pete!

[grunting]

Vincent, get in the truck.

Couldn't find any shells.

[gentle music]

[timer clicking]

[engine rumbling]

[muffled yelling]

Hey, cut it out back there!

[muffled yelling]
[panting]

[tire pops]

[car honking]

[grunting]
[ominous music]

[timer clicking]

I'm pretty sure
they're both fractured.

What happened?

Franky.

I just wish...

It's too late.

Cathy was all she
had in the end.

So it's no wonder
any of this happened.

We helped her invent this.

We were kids!

It doesn't make
it any less true.

You want to sit
here and talk about

how this could've
been different, fine.

But that doesn't
change anything.

[timer clicking]

No.

Not yet.

What?

All my life, I've been
running from this place.

From Senior, from
mom and her bullshit.

You're not thinking
about going back in there.

Maybe it's not too late.

We wind the timer,
give us more time.

We can disconnect
the charges by hand.

By your hands.

What happened to
just letting things go?

Some kid told me
memories are an abstract.

That is our house.

[tapping]

[muffled yelling]
[leaves rustling]

[heavy breathing]

[suspenseful music]

[music cuts]
[screaming]

[heavy breathing]
[screaming stops]

[gun firing]
[muffled yelling]

Screw you! You little shit!
[leaves rustling]

[metal cranking]
[suspenseful music]

[beeping]
[timer clicking]

If anything
happens, we get out.

- Sure.
- I mean it.

We abandon the mission, promise.

Teri, we've got 40-

- The only way I go
back in that house

is if you promise you'll get

as far away from their as
possible before it blows.

Alright, I promise.

Okay.
[timer clicking]

If you're ready, then, let's go.

[suspenseful music]

[door creaking]

[crank creaking]

[music resumes]

Which?

One second.

You don't remember?

This shit's from Venezuela.

Rojo, blanco, or azul?

Blanco.

Blanco.

[music resumes]

That's it.

Easy enough.

Three more to go.

[music resumes]

I'll kill you!

You have no business here!

You don't fuck with
my wife's family,

you don't fuck with me!

[heavy breathing]
[music resumes]

[muffled howling]
[gun fires repeatedly]

[music resumes]

Teri!
[suspenseful music]

[Teri screams]
[grunting and wailing]

[gun firing]

[ominous music]

[muffled yelling]

[ominous music]

[watch beeps]

[eerie vocalizing]
[music resumes]

[grunting]

[sirens wailing]
[ominous music]

Teri.

Teri, Teri, are you still there?

Hello?

[sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music]

Where are you?

Come out here, you coward!

[muffled yelling]
[suspenseful music]

Don't shoot! Don't
shoot, don't shoot!

It's me, Vincent!

Vincent Schepp?

Yeah, we met at the
reunion like four years ago.

I can't believe you'd,

you'd treat your own
family like this.

[screaming]

[smacking]
[muffled grunting]

[ominous music]

Dad?

[muffled rock music]

[music clarifies]

♪ I'm waking up inside her ♪

♪ Single sheet around ♪

♪ Keep a smile upon ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Feeling just alright with me ♪

♪ Baby ♪

What was that?

She's killing you!

She's killing all of you!

Why are you letting
her do this to you?

They can't answer you, Teri.

Come on, we've got
to get out of here!

She's killing you!

Why are you doing this?

I really hate to see
you this way, Teri.

Where are the keys?

What keys?

Let them out of this shit.

They're gonna get heat stroke.

They're not my prisoners.

This woman is killing you.

Look, she's already killed you.

No, you are, Teri.

You are.

But it's okay, this
is what they want.

You've got to get out of here.

There's no time.

We can't leave, we
have to celebrate.

I am so happy that you were able

to make it back for the end.

The end of what?

Of the movie!

We've been broadcasting
this all over the world,

for everyone to see.

Isn't that amazing?

You mean, it's live streaming?

Yes.

But, who's watching?

People just like us,
all over the world.

Why didn't they help us?

Why didn't they do anything?

Why didn't you do anything?

Because they've been waiting,

and it's finally here!

Waiting for what?

For the sequel,
and they love it.

Your mother is smiling
down on us from heaven.

You're all insane.

We're leaving.

We can't go, we
have to celebrate!

Burn in hell!

Hey, Teri.

There's my kid brother.

I thought I would
miss the party.

[sighing]

I found this in one of
dad's old hiding places.

Along with that
Beef-a-roni recipe.

What are you doing here?

Where's Franky?

He's okay.

He's with the paramedics.

Can not wait to see
the look on his face.

It was you?

You signed the deal?

Here, open that.

Why would you sell us out?

Sell us out?

I saved us!

Think about it.

Do you have any idea
how many online orders

have come into Schepp
Waterbeds just tonight?

Dad worked himself to the
bone in that shop for nothing,

nothing but an early grave.

Now we're in the black.

And I get to sit back and
relax in my golden years.

Look, I get it, I get it.

You're upset at me, I get it.

Things did not go as
smoothly as I had hoped.

We were assaulted.

People died.

You exploited our inheritance.

Our inheritance is
the keys to this castle,

which we have to defend.

I didn't have a choice!

This family has more money now

than it ever has, ever.

And that's because of me!

Today, today is the Schepp
family's finest hour!

To new beginnings.

[timer ticking]

It's too late.

[bottle pops]

[gentle music]

[thunder rumbling]

[birds chirping]
[gentle music]

[muffled radio chatter]

[tapping on window]

Hey, do you have
a phone I could use?

I just need to call my mom.

Sure.

[phone dialing]

What's this?

It's just a jacket.

Like some Viking shit.

[sirens wailing in distance]

I feel like I've seen
your face before.

Do I know you?

I don't think so.

Like a meme one of my
friend's sent me, or something.

She's probably not up yet.

Thanks for letting
me use your phone.

Sure.

You stay around here?

I can give you a lift.

No, that's okay.

I'll just walk to
the Quick-E-Mart.

I don't fuck with
Vikings, anyways.

[upbeat music]

[engine revving]

[door shuts]
[music resumes]

[music cuts]

[dynamic electronic music]

[ominous music]

[angelic vocalizing]

[dynamic electronic
music resumes]

[music fades]