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[Crickets chirping]

[Music Intro]

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♪ They tried to warn me about you. ♪

♪ And what they said was true. ♪

♪ You show up at the worst time. I, I don't know what to do. ♪

♪ I knew you made it work. I knew you made it work. ♪

♪ I knew you made it- ♪

[Whirring sound]

[Vehicle approaching]

[car tires on gravel]

[Engine running]

[Engine stops]

[Whirring sound continues]

[Music fade in]

♪ This is our freedom I tried. ♪

[Clunking]

♪ So many times ♪ - Whoa! - Fucker

[music continues]

[Muffled voice]

[Gun cocking]

[Men struggling]

[Gunting]

[Thud]

[Stab]

[emp

[Gun shot]

The fuck!

What the actual fuck man?

Shut up!

Get your shit!

Come on!

♪ Foreverland. I only want to make things right. ♪

♪ You had a chance but your time is up. ♪

♪ You are mine. ♪

♪ I will take you to Foreverland. ♪

♪ I only want to make things right. ♪

[Instrumental]

[Instrumental]

♪ I knew you stay where you are. ♪

[Instrumental]

♪ You're... ♪

♪ mine. ♪

[Eerie Noise]

[Somber Piano music]

[Rickety sounds]

[Growing eerie sound]

[Sobbing]

[Sob]

[Sobbing continues]

[Eletronic echo sound]

[Electronic echo sound fading]

[Dishes clunking]

[Cupboard closed]

[Dishes clunking]

[Dishes clunking]

[Dish clunking]

[Footsteps walking away]

[Piano music]

[Stair steps creaking]

[Piano music continues]

[Whirring sound]

[Eerie Piano music continues]

[Door opening]

[Door closing]

[Plate clunk]

[Pan clunking]

[Bed creaking]

[Sigh]

[Camcorder Panel opens]

[Camcorder chime]

[Camcorder chime]

[Inaudible conversation]

Oh there he is!

The birthday boy himself!

Happy birthday! Do you have big plans?

Uh mom's buying me a car from my birthday

Oh!

Wishful thinking there kiddo.

But I made you a cake.

[Sigh] So no car.

[Chuckles] No I think you totally should get a car.

I mean, he is old enough.

No! Not yet!

Next year, maybe.

Now go outside so we can sing a happy birthday.

Do I have to?

[In unison] Yes!

Now, go!

Go!

[Whirring sound]

[Eerie piano music]

[Soft footsteps]

[Knocking]

[Knocking]

Hey, you okay?

[Door opens]

You want pizza?

Okay.

Okay.

[Footsteps walking away]

[Camcorder chime]

[Car approaching]

[Car tire on gravel]

[Engine sound]

[Engine stops]

[Car door closed]

[Car door opened]

[Car door closed]

[Footsteps]

[Doorbell]

[Door opens]

Third time this week man. You're becoming my best customer.

Yeah. I wish I wasn't you know.

Thanks for the tip man.

Hasta la Pasta my brother.

Yeah. You too.

[Door closed]

[piano music starts]

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear Michael... ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

[Laughter]

[Clapping]

I know. I know, you are too old for birthday parties.

But just humor me kid Okay?

I gave birth to you.

I get to have a few more moments with you

before you're off to college.

Okay. Can you please take the hat off?

I'm not 8 anymore.

No. I'm keeping the hat.

In fact...

Come on birthday boy! You gotta wear the hat!

[Laughter]

[Sigh] Fine.

- Happy now?

- Yes.

I love you. You little shit.

Even though you are too cool for school.

-Okay mom.

- You'll always be my little boy.

- I love you too.

- John!

John did you hear that?

Our little ball of hormones said he loves me!

Did you?

[Piano music continues]

[Camcorder screen closed]

[piano music continues]

- Yeah mom.

I got it.

[piano music continues]

[Thud]

[Bed squeaking]

[piano music continues]

[Incoming footsteps]

[Paper plates shuffling]

[Paper plate shuffling]

[Soft thud]

[Footsteps walking away]

[piano music continues]

[Soft thud]

[piano music continues]

[Airplane sound on TV]

The Navy air comes strafing.

[Airplane sound continues]

Marine air with rockets...

[Airplane sound continues]

[Whirring sound]

[

[Doorknob clunking]

[Keypad sounds]

[Footsteps]

[Whirring sound with piano music continues]

[Faint footsteps incoming]

[Knocking on door]

- Hey, I turned on the alarm. I'm going to bed.

[Whirring sound continues]

Good night.

[Whirring sound continues]

[Door Closing]

[Static]

[Door opening]

[Ringing sound]

[Ringing sound continues]

[Ringing sound continues]

[Background Noise]

[Door opening]

[Door closing]

[White noise continues]

[Night sound]

[Soft footsteps]

[White noise continues]

[Soft thud]

[Night sound]

[Night sound from CCTV microphone continues]

[Sniffle]

[Sniffle]

[Sobbing]

[Piano music starts]

[Birds sound with piano background]

[Piano music continues]

[Piano music continues]

[Footsteps approaching]

Hey.

I just sleep...

...fine.

-Want some breakfast?

-No.

[Soft thud]

- I thought you said you weren't hungry.

I can make you something.

-It's fine.

- [Sigh] Listen, about last night. I'm sorr...

- I'm late.

[Footsteps going away]

-Hey! Michael! You forgot your backpack!

Michael!

[Bird sounds]

[music swells]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Door opens]

Michael!

Forgot your backpack!

Michael please come... come get it.

Come on, come get it!

God damn it Michael! Get your backpack now!

- Dude, what the hell? Go get your bag!

-Yeah. Make it stop!

[Footsteps walking away]

[Thud]

- I can't stay in the house forever dad.

- I know. And I won't.

I just can't do it now, son. Okay?

[Back being picked up]

[Footsteps walking away]

Have a good day. I love you.

[Door closed]

[Light panthing]

- Your dad's weird, man.

- Dude!

- Don't say that shit about my dad, okay?

He's just different now. But he's still my dad.

- Yeah.

- Okay. I'm sorry. It's just before you know...

- Don't wanna hear it.

- What? I said, I was sorry.

- You're a shit Hugh[?].

- Wow, kiss your mother with that mouth?

- I kiss yours!

- Gross!

[Sigh]

-[Chuckles]

[Ominous music starts]

[Keypad press sounds]

[Door close]

[Door open]

[Door opening]

- Carol?

[Footsteps walking]

[Ominous music continues]

[Stair steps creaking]

[Stair steps creaking]

[Stair steps creaking]

[Stair steps creaking]

[Footsteps]

[Ominous music continues]

[Footsteps]

[Floor creaking]

[Soft thud]

[CCTV microphone noise]

[Put hammer down]

[Footsteps walking away]

[Ominous music continues]

[CCTV microphone noise continues]

[CCTV microphone noise stops]

[Refrigerator door closed]

[Footsteps]

[Refrigerator door open]

[Refrigerator door closed]

[Sigh]

[Gun sounds from TV]

[TV] The honor rifle.

[Gun sounds from TV continues]

[Bird sounds]

[Car approaching]

[Handbrake]

[Engine off]

[Car door open]

[Car door close]

[Alarm activated]

[Plastic bags shuffling]

[Doorbell]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Door open]

Hey Mr. B! I've got your groceries store for you.

- All right, thank you!

- Heard about what happened. You know with your wife.

I'm really sorry.

She seemed cool.

- Thanks.

Yeah. thank you.

- Are you guys staying? In the house I mean.

'Cuz I couldn't.

I'll be too freaked out.

I don't know. I mean...

- Yeah! Yeah, we're staying.

[Birds sound]

- Is it safe? Did they catch them? Whoever it was?

- No, not yet.

- [Whisper] Wow.

Yeah.

I could'nt... I mean, what if they came back?

- Is there is there anything else?

- What? Oh, no, I'm sorry.

That's it.

So... I'll see you next week then?

- Yeah.

Alright. thank you. Good bye.

- Yeah. No problem

Uhm... okay.

Good Bye.

[Birds chirping]

[Door closed]

[Birds Chirping]

[Plastic bag sound]

[Thud]

[Plastic bag sound]

[Sudden loud sound]

[Ominous music]

[Knock on the door]

[Thud]

[Suspenseful music]

Look, I don't want to talk...

- Hey! Hi! How are you?

- Uh, hi. Can I help you?

- We live... You know, we're neighbors. You know...

I've been noticing the pizza guys been around a lot

and I thought maybe I'd bring you a casserole. You know,

that's what people do right when someone dies. I mean they

bring food, yeah?

- Uh...

[Knife drawn]

- 'Cuz You need to cut it, you know.

- Ah! well, uh, thanks, I'm sure Michael will appreciate it.

- I'm Lacey by the way.

- Oh, hi. I'm, I'm John.

- Thanks! Yeah. Good to meet you.

Um Michael, yeah, that's your son?

- Yeah it is.

- Yeah, I see him sometimes. Like fucking a school and stuff?

- Uh huh.

- Seems like a nice kid. Like he's tall.

- Yeah he is.

- Is he at home?

- No. He's, he is at school.

Oh Yeah. Yeah, right, of course school day. It does totally.

- Oh, well, thank you for this, uh...

- Casserole. Yeah.

You're welcome. Uhm...

Thought I should do something nice for you guys.

...

- Yeah.

[Birds chirping]

- Ah... so I should get back to work.

- Were there any Witnesses?

Like, you know, who did it?

- No, they wore masks.

So, no.

-Really... sounds...

Really fucked up. I can't even imagine.

Uh, what about Michael?

Did he see anything?

- No. He didn't. He uh, blocked it out. Thank God.

- Yeah. Yeah, it sounds. This is like that on TV once.

So like... You know those murder shit...

Well this things, I could just binge-watch them all.

Hold up saying what? What did you what did you say

your name once again?

- Lacey.

-Lacey.

Thank you. I appreciate you bringing this pie.

- Go away. Yeah.

Uh, right. Sorry uhm...

Enjoy the casserole and um, I'll see you around. Yeah?

-Yeah.

[Faint footsteps walking away]

[Door closed]

[Eerie sound swelling]

[Eerie sound fading]

[Piano music starts]

[shuffling sound]

[Door open]

[Keypad sound]

[Door closes]

- Dad.

Dad!

- What?

- Have you been sleeping all day?

- I was feeling exhausted.

No.

[Inhales]

Hey. You want something to eat?

I can make you some spaghetti or something.

Uh neighbor came by.

Casserole on the, on the counter there if you want that.

-I'm not hungry. Have you seen my skateboard?

- Um...

No?

Uh... did you check your room?

- It's not... I looked.

- Did you leave it at school?

- No.

- Outside?

- No.

- Maybe the garage.

- Can't find anything out there.

- Yeah... It's true.

- It's a total mess.

- Hey, your mom and I were going to deal with that together.

- Yeah. Well that's not gonna happen now is

- Hey!

Michael don't say things like that.

We're dealing with this the best we can.

- Who we?

We?!

You mean me dad?

I'm handling this. ME!

I'm handling everything!

You?

[Chuckles]

You're just...

Just sleeping.

[Inhales] Whatever.

- Hey!

- What?

- I'll clean up the garage tomorrow. Okay?

Promise.

I"l clean up the garage and I'll find your skateboard.

Everything's gonna be okay. Alright?

Alright?

[Sigh]

[Airplane sound on TV]

[Muffled sound]

- Oh my... Okay. Great. I think I got it.

Okay, here we go.

[Chuckles]This is fun dad.

Oh my God is that my camera?

- Is it? I didn't realize.

- Come on you gonna drop it.

- Hey there camera lady.

- Bring us some iced tea?

- Uh... no.

- How about some lunch?

- Also a no.

- Uh. How about a kiss?

- You are sweaty.

But maybe later.

- God you guys are so gross. Give me my camera.

[Thud]

- So I think I can do the shower too. How about you?

Yes baby. I wanna share a shower

- Oh what do we have here? Oh oh.

- Hey Sheriff to let's be on the honor.

- [Sigh] Hey folks! We're just out taking a walk.

So, how about you?

- Oh mending fences.

- Haha. Yes.

I remember. Mending fences, a staple of country life.

Need a hand?

- Oh no. I got Michael helping me.

-Eh... was helping.

- Well uhm, I can give you a hand.

- Okay, great!

- Show me what to do!

- You making a movie?

- Maybe...

- Can I be in it?

- Can you act?

- Only one way to find out.

- It's true.

[Chuckle]

- Let me think about it.

- Really?

- Oh what?

- [Lip smack] "What".

Says my 17 year-old son.

Emphasis on the 17.

- Mom!

[somber music plays]

[Unintelligible sound from camcorder]

[CCTV microphone noise]

[CCTV microphone noise]

[somber music continues]

[Keypad sound]

[somber music continues]

[Unintelligible conversations from camcorder]

[Footsteps]

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday dear Michael...

Happy birthday to you!

[Laughter]

[Cheering]

[Clapping]

- I know. I know. You're too old for birthday parties.

But just humor me kid okay?

I gave birth to you.

I get few more moments with you before you're off to college.

- Okay. Can you please...

- Good night mom.

- Good night Michael.

- Mom?

[Strange music starts]

- Michael

What happened to me?

It hurts.

[music intensifies]

Get away from me!

[CCTV microphone noise]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Sobbing]

- Is that the kid?

- Yeah. What the actual fuck is wrong with that?

- The fucking cares

Did he see your face or not?

- Yeah. Yeah he did

His dad said he didn't but he's a little fucking dead I'll

[Strange rattling sound]

[Sobbing]

- I'll always be with you Mike.

[Sniffles]

- What are we gonna to do?

[Pistol Charged]

- What do you think?

[Footsteps moving away]

[music plays]

[Birds chirping]

[pancake flipping]

[Sniffles]

[Strange sound]

[Moaning]

[Thud]

- Hey,

[Screeching]

I made pancakes.

- I'm not hungry.

[Screeching]

- How about 1 to go?

- A pancake to go?

[Chuckles]

Yeah

- Yeah. You just roll it up like a burrito.

Put a little syrup a cup.

[Chuckles]

- You're an idiot.

- Yeah

Yeah. So, is that a yes something to go pancake?

[Panthing]

- Yeah okay.

-All right!

[Screeching]

Here you go.

Well you seem in a good mood. What's up?

- Nothing. Uh, can I just be in a good mood?

- Of course you can! There you go.

[Screeching continues]

[Sigh]

- Hmmm

- Hmmm.

[Chuckles]

- This is dumb.

- No, it's genius!

Many geniuses will be called dumb because I think different.

- And sometimes they're just dumb.

- All right Einstein, off to school then.

Yeah.

- All right. Goodbye, Dad.

- See you.

[Screeching]

- Dad! The door's open.

- You didn't open it?

- No.

[Door closed]

- The alarm is still on, I don't understand.

- I swear I didn't touch it.

- You didn't go out last night?

- N-no.

What are we gonna do?

- Call Dennis from the camera company. Uh.

I'll call Dennis from security company.

I'll have him come check it out.

- W-what, what if it was it wasn't...

- It wasn't.

- H-how do you.. how do you know...

- They, They didn't. Michael they didn't.

- Dad. What if...

- Listen. Listen.

Michael.

Nobody got in. Okay? We're safe

Okay?

Alright.

Gonna be late for school. Okay?

[Door open]

[Birds chirping]

[Footsteps]

[Door closed]

Oh boy.

[Thud]

[Sigh]

Yes, what is this?

[Clunking]

[Clunking]

[Clunking]

[Clunking]

Oh

[Movie soundtract on TV]

[Knocking]

[Keypad sound]

- You look like shit!

- Hey Abby

Hey August.

- You gonna let us come in?

[Door closed]

- How are you doing?

- Doing alright.

- Getting any rest?

- Hmm. The sleeping pills are helping.

- How's the head?

[Pats]

[Keypad sound]

- So you guys are hungry I could uh make sandwiches.

- Groceries I see

- Yeah. I'm having them delivered.

- Hmm.

[Clicks]

- And a casserole. Interesting.

Yeah. Neighbor's.

So, what's up?

- Is Michael home?

- No.

- Where is he?

- He's at school.

- Good.

How's he doin'?

- Well, you know under the circumstances, he's doing fine.

- We all love Carol.

We all grieved.

- Grieved as in past tense? Yeah.

Did you obligatory 7 days of grieving and now you're over it?

Wow, must be nice.

- You have to move on John.

- Jesus Christ Abby, you are not my mom.

- You want to do this now? Fine. I'm not your birth mother.

But when my sister, your actual mother,

decided she couldn't raise the child

raise the child on her own and took the easy way out?

Who was it who quit college and came home to raise you? Huh?

Me. me. That's who. I raised you. I fed you. I took care of you.

Not your deadbeat dad. Not your dead 16 year old mother.

It was me. I was just a kid, too. I wanted to graduate college.

I have the whole world ahead of me.

But I gave it all up. For you

For you.

And, so

I want you to have dinner with me.

You owe me that.

- Alright. We'll see.

- You'll get through this. And I'll help you like I always do.

- I just can't resist, huh?

- Resist what?

[Footsteps]

[TV sound]

[TV sounds]

[Footsteps approaching]

- Dad! How long have you been sitting there?

- Oh not long?

- How long is not long you haven't changed in 2 days?

- Not long. Leave it. You uh, you want something to eat?

- Uh, it's only 4.

- Oh. Yeah, wow. Right.

Oh shit.

How was school?

- It was school.

- Uh. Aunt Abbey and August came by.

And they want to take you out to dinner. Are you up for that?

- Are you going?

- Yeah. I don't think so.

- Then I'm not going.

- Come on Michael. I think you should go.

- Only if you go.

...Come on Michael.

- I'm going if you're going.

You have to get out of the house. We can go to together.

- We'll see.

[Camcorder chime]

- That means no.

- Don't do that with the camera.

Come on. Don't disconnect, talk to me.

Michael, stop with the camera.

Stop. Stop disconnecting from... Talk to me. Talk to me, please.

Hey!

- Ow. What?!

[Loud sound]

Dad it's okay. It's, it's alright. It's okay.

Okay?

- I'm sorry grabbed you son.

- It's fine. It's okay.

- Oh hey, hey, I found your skateboard.

- Uh, great. Did you find my helmet?

- I didn't look for it.

Um, I can look forward to tomorrow.

- Uh, it's it's okay.

I'll I'll look for it.

- Alight. Well, go upstairs and get ready.

They'll be here soon. Okay?

- Yeah.

- Carol are you here?

Honey, our son needs me

I can't

I don't know how without you. It's supposed to be this way.

We have plans.

[Loud sound]

- Mom. Mom, are you here?

- Yes.

- Oh Mom I miss you.

How. How is this possible. I just...

- I live here.

In this house.

In these walls. I have always been here. I will always be here.

I I saw them shoot you...

- No!!!

- Am I, Am I going crazy?

-[unintelligible]

- You're... you're dead.

- I live...

here!!!

Here!!! I live here!!!

I'm a part of this family!

I have a husband! I have a son! I am a part of you!

- You're scaring me please...

- I belong here!!!

[Omnius music swells]

it's okay, Michael. I'm here now.

[Knocking]

[Knocking continues]

[Door open]

- I thought heard voices.

- Oh I uh, it was watching mom's videos.

- Oh, okay. Well, you better get ready.

Abby and August be here soon.

- Yeah okay.

- You all right?

- Yes.

[Door closes]

[Car door open]

[Car door close]

[Car door close]

[Door open]

- John, Michael, we're here.

[Door close]

[keypad sound]

[Footsteps approaching]

- There's my little nephew!

- Not so little anymore.

- Just like your dad.

- Yeah.

- So uhm. Where you guys wanna go for dinner?

- We already decided that.

-I was just seeing if there's some place they wanted to go Abs.

- We're going to Delgados

I made reservations.

- I know I just...

- It's okay. I. I like Delgados.

- John?

- I'm staying here.

- Oh Jesus...

- Oh, no, no, no don't start. Alright? I'm standing here.

And that's my choice

Your choice is what we want to spend time with

your nephew or not. That's it.

- Oh. Suit yourself!

[Footsteps walking away]

- Hold on.

I'll walk you out.

- You sure?

- Yeah. Promise him I would.

[Footsteps]

- Come on, dad.

- Just give me a sec...

[Breath in]

[Panthing]

- Come on, dad. You got this.

- You can do this. Come on.

[Intense music]

- Okay.

[Panic breathing]

[Stumble]

[Door closed]

[Crying]

[Panthing]

- It's okay. It's okay.

[TV sounds]

[Car approaching]

[Car door open]

[Car door close]

[Door open]

[Footsteps]

- Hey, so that was dinner? Hmm?

- It was good. You should have come.

Yeah, we write you dinner.

- Michael insisted.

- So, um,

did you do anything productive while we were gone?

- No, not really.

Figures. When are you going back to work John?

- Boy has never stopped. Do you? I don't know yet. I'm doing

some remote work and...

- Well?

-Just leave him alone.

- We talked about this Michael

- No! You talked. There was no "we".

- Just leave him alone. I mean it!

- Come on Abs. Let's go home.

I'm glad we got to hang out Michael. It was fun. John be

well, um, let's get together soon.

- Yeah.

- I'm tired hon. Come on.

- I love you kids.

Call me whenever you want to. Okay?

[Strange music plays]

- Hey, thanks for um. Taking Michael out and thanks for letting

him practice the drive. I appreciate it.

- No problem. Good night John.

[Strange music plays]

- I hate her. I've always hated her.

- Carol?

- She's mean!

- Yeah, I don't say that though, you know, she's family.

And she's like she's had a tough life. She's got to forgive

her when she gets like that. She can't help it.

- What? No I don't!

All she did was talk bad about you. It's not right.

She can't treat us like this. Mom doesn't like it.

It's not right.

- I suppose it's not. But it's all she knows.

You know, you'll never convince her of it. Uh, you know,

she wrote a book about it, you know.

- God don't even start

with the book. She told me all about it how she wrote it

and self-published it and just on and on about her book.

- Yeah, she does that. She always kind of like them though

did something happen to dinner?

- No.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- That's why and Abby never came around here much because

your mom would just shut her down and she couldn't handle

it. I started to sound just like her she'd be proud of you.

[Chuckles] Thanks.

- So how was driving?

- Oh good!

- August said he

could um take me out for more practice if you wouldn't mind.

- Yeah. Yeah, that sounds all right. Well, it's a school night

and better get up to bed.

- Are you going to be okay?

- Actually, yeah. I think so.

Your mom and I were together for almost

30 years Michael. This doesn't feel real yet.

- Yeah.

[Sigh]

- Okay.

- Okay. Yeah. Good night dad.

- Alright. Good night.

[footsteps]

[TV sounds]

[Strange music plays]

- Well there he is the birthday boy himself!

- Happy birthday!

[Conversation in camcorder]

[Footsteps]

[Doorknob clunking]

[Keypad sounds]

- No, not yet next year maybe.

[Footsteps]

Happy birthday

- ...Michael. Happy birthday to you

[Clapping]

I know. I know, you're too old

for birthday parties, but just humor me kid. Okay?

I gave birth to you. I get to have a few more moments with

you before you're off to college.

- Okay. Can you please

take the hat off? I'm not 8 anymore.

- Oh I'm keeping the hat.

In fact...

Come on boy. You got to wear the hat.

[Laughter]

- Fine...

Happy now?

- Yes!

[Chuckles]

I love you,

you little shit. Even though you are too cool for school.

- Okay mom.

- You'll always be my little boy.

- And I love you too.

- John! John! Did you hear that?

Our little ball of hormones said he loves me!

[Chuckles]

Did you?

[Sobbing]

[Wailing]

[Door hinge opening]

[Sobbing continues]

[Sobbing]

[Sobbing]

Why? Those fuckers!

- Daddy.

[Door close]

[Sobbing continues]

[music]

[Paper shuffling]

[Mug clunckling]

- Hey. Hungry? I can make you some pancakes.

- Where is it?

- Where's what?

My camera! What did you do with my camera?

- I dedn't. I didn't touch it. I don't know.

- Where is it? I need it

it has mom on it.

- Your mom's videos?

- Duh?!

- You up it up with the computer, right?

Huh?

- I, I was going to. Haven't yet.

But I was watching them and then I heard you and I

dropped it somewhere.

But I, I need it! Where is it? What

did you do with it?

- I told you to back those up. We don't

have copies of those Michael if they're gone. They're gone.

- You took it. Didn't you? Where did you do with it? Where

are they? I need mom!

- I don't have your camera son. I told you.

Where's my fucking camer...

[punch]

[strange music plays]

- Why you didn't protect her dad?

I wish it been you.

[TV sound]

[TV sounds]

[CCTV microphone sound]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Door close]

[whirring]

[pills popping]

[Door open]

[Drawer opens]

[Sobbing]

Why? Fuckers!

[Sobbing]

[Sobbing]

[Anguish screaming]

[Sobbing]

[Anguished Screaming]

[Sobbing and anguished Screaming continues]

Fuckers

[Sobbing and anguished Screaming continues]

Fuckers!

[Continued Sobbing]

Fucking!

[Sobbing continues]

[Whispering]

[Whispering]

God

[Anguished Screaming]

[Sobbing]

What the fucking God?

[Sobbing]

[Sobbing]

[Box opens]

[Thud]

- Yeah.

I was thinking that maybe Michael should come stay with

you for a while. His family who can help him. and uh I

don't think I can. Oh, he already left. You pick him up

at school?

. Okay, I got to go.

Hey.

Bye Ma.

[Gun drops]

[Garbage bag shuffling]

[Garbage bag shuffling]

[Garbage bag shuffling]

[Gun click]

[Gun click]

What? No, no, no, no, no.

[Laughing]

[Maniacal laugh]

[Thud]

[Laughing continues]

[Laughing]

[Crying]

Apex security anyone home? Hey John, buddy you around?

[Keypad sound]

[Strange music plays]

I'm going in to check your garage.

[Thud]

Shit! Michael, I didn't

even see you there. What you doing back there anyway?

Is your dad home?

- You don't belong here!

[Thud]

[Smash]

[Smashing and squishing]

You're right I was wrong.

I need your help. I could not do it alone. It's Michael.

Can you come-over?

Yeah now please thank you.

[Footsteps]

[Whisper]

[Whisper]

[CCTV microphone noise]

[Creaking]

[Door opening]

[Ominous music builds up]

[Smash]

[omnious music fades]

[CCTV microphone noise]

The alarm is off.

- Maybe...

- Why is so, so quiet?

- John? Michael?

We're here!

[Loud unsettling music]

- Maybe you should stay here?

- Oh. As if.

John?

John we're here!

[Footsteps]

Wher..

Where is everyone?

- Abby Stop!

Something's wrong!

- I'm going upstairs.

- I'm calling the police.

[Door open]

[Omnious music]

- You don't belong here.

[Smash]

[Grunt]

- Don't. Please. Help!

[Smash]

[Squish]

[Knocking]

- Michael?

[Knocking]

Michael!

[Door open]

Michael!

No!

NO!

John!

Michael!

Michael?

[Music intensifies]

August?

August?

[Scream]

[Crying]

- Don't belong.

[CCTV microphone noise]

[ominous music continues]

[omnious music fades]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Footsteps approaching]

-Nice and quick.

Move the fuck out of here.

[Door Open]

- Ah.

Fuck

[Footsteps]

[suspenseful music builds up]

Fuck don't swing!

- Argh!!

Run Michael!

[Struggling]

[Gun shot]

We won't see each other again

- Lacey!

Lacey!

[Smash]

[Smash continues]

[Curtain drawn]

[Smash]

[Laughing]

[Giggling]

Dispatch, we're at location.

[Laughing]

They know this family. They're friends of mine.

[Laughing]

Fox. Moretz. Secure the back

[Metal music background plays]

Church Department

[Laughing Continues]

[Metal music background plays]

[Laughing]

[Groan]

[Retches]

- There's a body mid rot.

[Retches]

[Metal music plays in the background]

[Crying]

[Crying]

[Crying]

- Somebody help me! Help me!

- Drop you weapon!

- Warning! Drop the weapon, or we'll open fire!

[Crying]

I love you little shit.

[Crying]

- ...Open fire!

- Drop the weapon!

- Final, fucking warning.

- Someone help me. Please.

[Gun cocks]

[Multiple gun shots]

- Mom!

- Mommy it hurts!

It's okay, baby. I'm here. We're safe now.

[Heavy breathing]

[Final breath]

[Credits closing music plays]

[End]