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(ghostly breathing)

(water bubbling)

(loon calling)

(ominous music)

- I don't want to scare anyone

but, I'm gonna give it to you straight about Bigfoot.

The locals will tell you that he lives out here.

Some kind of demented creature.

Stalking, living off of wild game and vegetation.

Some claim they've even seen him,

right here in this area.

Bigfoot's out there.

Waiting.

Always on the hunt for intruders.

Looking to kill, to devour.

Thirsty for blood.

- Aah! (dramatic music)

(giggling)

- Okay everyone, try to get some sleep tonight,

we've got a big climb tomorrow.

We're on the trail at 4.30,

so, try not to get too shitty tonight.

Especially you Sam.

(Sam scoffs)

- Perfect place, perfect time.

- Doesn't get much better than that.

- Mm mm.

We'll be needing this.

(foreboding music)

(girl chuckling)

- Hey.

Hmm?

- No.

- Double-fisting again.

(leaves crunching)

(girl gasping)

- Oh yeah.

- Bow chicka-wow-wow.

(moaning)

(suspenseful music)

(woman screaming)

- That sounded like Alex.

- They're just messing with us.

Come here.

- No, you need to go check that out.

- It's cold out there.

- It can get cold in here.

- Gotcha.

All right babe, I'll be right back.

(moaning)

- Oh Steve.

- It's Chris.

- Whatever.

- Who's Steve.

- [Woman] Mm, shh.

- Nick!

Nick!

(bushes rustling)

(heavy breathing)

This isn't funny.

(bushes rustling)

(dramatic music)

(woman shrieking)

(woman yelling)

- Oh yeah.

(woman screaming)

Oh please God!

(screaming)

(intense unsettling music)

- [Announcer] Now, some breaking news in the story

of the hiking expedition that went missing

in southwest Colorado last month.

- [Reporter] Search teams have recovered

two additional bodies, bringing the total number to five.

Authorities report no sign of Alex Barnes,

the remaining missing hiker.

- [Announcer] The remains show signs

of trauma and animal scavenging.

- [Reporter] The medical examiner has not released

the cause of death for any of the recovered bodies.

Leading to speculation about the mysterious

circumstances surrounding this incident.

- [Official] Today we're announcing that after six weeks

with no sign of Miss Barnes,

we're officially suspending our search efforts.

- [Announcer] This just in, exclusive drone footage

that sheds new light on this tragedy

revealing grisly details about the group's final moments.

Warning, this footage is graphic

and may be disturbing to some viewers.

- [Female Reporter] The footage shows--

- [Male Reporter] A bear was seen wandering

through the campsite--

- [Female Reporter] Believed to be a rabid bear--

- [Female Reporter] In a horrific attack.

- [Male Reporter] A gruesome campsite.

- [Female Reporter] Mangled, destroyed hiking--

- [Male Reporter] The extremely remote location.

- [Male Reporter] What some are calling

the Mountaineering Massacre.

- [Male Reporter] Mountaineering Massacre.

- [Female Reporter] Mountaineering Massacre.

They were college students on fall break.

- [Female Reporter] On a camping trip gone terribly wrong.

- [Female Reporter] Shocking to even seasoned

search and rescue personnel.

- [Male Reporter] Found the scene horrifying.

- [Announcer] Up next, how to protect your family

from an animal attack.

Let's go the phone lines, caller one,

what do you think about these idiots?

- [Man] No respect for the land.

They got what was coming to 'em.

(bell rings)

- [Director] And we're out.

Back in two people, thank you.

- Sir, excuse me.

Excuse me sir.

Sir.

- I'm busy Paxton.

What do you want?

- Your network's been getting a lot of play

on that bear attack clip, right?

I got a guy who says he can prove no way it was a bear.

Here's the twist.

I want to make a show proving the existence of Bigfoot.

- Are you really this desperate?

- Every hoax that hits the news plays for weeks.

People are still watching

that grainy 16 millimeter footage from 1967.

People love this stuff.

Roger, there is an opportunity for a show.

- Who cares?

I got 17 reality shows run by fresh, young producers.

- I still got some tricks and you have more than enough

so I want to dance with the millionaire schlock.

- They're cheap and the pigs will eat

whatever you put in the trough.

Move.

- I want to take a crew up there and investigate the area.

I've got some ideas.

I can give you a hit show.

I promise.

- I want more than a hit show.

I want proof.

- Deal.

- Rick.

This is it.

- [Ellen] How was your trip?

- The whole area is a swamp.

I'm never going back there.

What do you think?

- Well the wound looks better.

I'm just worried about infection.

- Ah, he'll be fine.

He's so much sweeter than that last one.

Elijah?

- Oh my!

- Killer, right out of the crate.

- Well let's just be certain.

Overnight a seven day dose pack of doxycycline.

- We can't.

Haskins RX called again this morning.

They won't deliver anything else until we're current.

- [Ellen] Just use my card.

- [Wilma] Ellen.

- Please, just do it.

Hi there.

Hi.

- [Woman On Intercom] Dr. Ellen,

there's a Mr. Paxton in your office.

- Who?

- Excuse, can I help you?

- Dr. Freese?

- Yeah, who are you?

- What do you think this is?

(ominous music)

- A bear.

- Right there, the toes.

Where are the claws?

- I have no idea.

- Well it's pretty obvious it's not a bear.

- What would you like me to say exactly?

- What are the odds that this is an undiscovered species?

- I don't have time for this.

- Extra funding would go a long way around here

don't you think?

- Who are you?

- My name is Rick Paxton.

I'm putting together a team to investigate

what could be out there.

I need a primate specialist, I'd like you to join us.

(Ellen laughs)

$10,000.

For one week of your time.

I'll be in touch.

(Ellen sighs)

- What was that all about?

- He wants me to help him find Bigfoot.

He said $10,000 for a week.

- When do you leave?

- It's Bigfoot.

- So what?

Spend a week running around the woods.

That's a lot of money.

Ellen,

You could really use a break from all of this.

(cellphone ringing)

Sorry.

We've got the grandkids for the weekend.

- [Kid On Phone] Hi Grandma.

- Hi sweetie.

(mumbling on phone)

You're watching what?

Oh.

(pensive music)

- Did you get the quote?

How much?

(children laughing)

Jesus.

No, I have to have a helicopter.

Because you can't drive up there.

Yeah, fine.

But I'm not gonna pay him his full rate

just to sit around and wait for us.

I don't care, I...

I don't care, just get it done.

Hi.

Where can I find this girl's father?

Cooper Barnes?

- Who's asking?

- Rick Paxton.

- Another reporter?

I thought I was done with all y'all.

- No.

I'm not a reporter--

(horse whinnying)

- [Cooper] Easy Betsy.

- I've got a job for you.

I'm a TV producer, putting a team together

to investigate what happened up there.

I don't believe it was a bear.

- I'm busy.

- Yeah, I heard.

Heard you been searching these hills.

I need someone who knows these mountains.

Look, I'm sorry about what happened to your daughter.

Alex Barnes, right?

The missing girl.

(emotional music)

As long as you're looking for a body

you might as well get paid.

Whoa, easy.

Easy cowboy.

I didn't mean it like that.

I'm just trying to help.

2,500 bucks for one week.

We could use you

and we could help you find your daughter.

Dr. Freese, so glad you could join us.

All right quickly, introductions.

This is Dr. Ellen Freese, she's our primate specialist.

That's Peter Moore, renowned cryptozoologist.

And this is Justin, he's our camera man.

- Hello.

I can take that from ya.

- Over by the helicopter is Mr. Singer,

he's on loan as security.

- Um.

- Just to make sure we're all safe.

My assistant Danny Kent and our guide Peter Barnes

are already at the location

and our final member should be here shortly.

Justin, everything ready to go?

- Almost.

Just got to check a couple more cases.

- All right, well get it done.

- So she's on the radio, she says,

"There's a fog bank rolling in."

- Desert Storm.

Six months in that sand pit.

You?

- Yeah, I've seen some action.

- 'Nam?

(dog barking)

Yeah, I know Ike, it's okay.

- He looks up, know what he says?

"There ain't no fog bank out there."

He looks again, he says,

"Hey, there's a fog bank out there."

(laughing) It's a classic scene.

- So what are you doing here with these civvies.

- Baby sitting. (Jonesy chuckles)

And that's the baby.

(intense music)

- Oh hell no!

- Everybody this is Cooper Barnes our guide,

that's my assistant Danny.

- Oh!

(Rick whispering)

- Yeah, everything's good to go.

- Bridgette Powers, journalist.

- We've met.

Enjoy the flight?

- And the flight service.

- Stay with the helicopter.

If I need anything, I'll call the sat phone.

- We'll be here.

Ah, it looks like it's you and me Ike.

Go catch us some dinner.

(dog whining)

(slow, moody music)

- [Rick] Yeah, this is a good spot.

Justin, you point that way.

- [Justin] Okay.

- [Rick] Mr. Moore, right there.

Bridgette.

- Mr. Moore, how long have you been doing this?

- Since 1974.

I was a farmer in Northern California.

One night, I was in the barn feeding the horses

and I smelled something horrible.

It was like skunk mixed with wet dog.

The horses went crazy, and then I saw...it.

It was dark out but I could tell it was huge,

at least seven feet.

It looked at me and grunted.

Then it went off into the trees.

And I've been studying sasquatch ever since.

- Anything else?

- No, no, no.

That's enough.

Let's keep moving.

- [Cooper] Oh ma'am.

- Shouldn't you be leading.

- Just follow them.

Didn't they teach you anything in the army?

- Marines.

- Oorah.

(slow, moody music)

- [Ellen] Is that our campsite?

- [Cooper] No, about an hour away.

- [Ellen] People live out here, so the roads--

- [Cooper] No, they'd be logging roads.

Those cabins are just for huntin' and fishin'.

- [Bridgette] Goddammit!

You said that I could post updates, I have followers.

- Yeah, we're almost there.

Oh she's doing fine.

Yes Roger, your son is a lucky man.

- Water.

- Oh, thank you.

- Yeah, yeah you'll get it, I promise.

- It happened here.

It happened here!

The massacre it happened-- - Hey!

Watch your mouth.

- Sorry.

- Ah, there you are.

Took longer than I thought.

- I'm sorry, but the brochure didn't say anything

about a 10 mile nature hike.

- Did you test everything?

- Yup.

Soon as Mr. Moore selects the hotspots

for the rest of the trail cameras we'll get those set up.

- We're losing the light, let's get on this.

- [Danny] All right.

- [Justin] I'll tag along.

- [Danny] Cool.

- We use a natural fiber rope.

Animals tend to avoid man-made objects.

- Yeah, that explains the bird house.

- Many think that's why it's so difficult

to get a picture of a Sasquatch.

Tracking device.

When something takes the bait,

we'll be able to monitor it back at the base camp.

- Where do you want the pheromones?

- [Justin] Phero what?

- It's a scent that animals use for attracting mates.

- Ah, sasquatch Spanish fly.

- [Peter] Yeah, pour it on the meat.

Just a drop or two.

Splendid.

(suspenseful music)

Let's go.

- We good to go?

- Uh yes.

We've covered some areas of heavy travel.

One is down by the stream

and the other one is facing a game trail.

- Rick what's the plan tonight?

Am I working or not?

- We're staying at the base camp tonight.

Peter's gonna do some call blasting,

see if he can draw something close in.

- Call blasting?

- Yes, I want to take these strategically placed speakers

and play some various animal sounds.

If there is something out there, we should get a response.

- And in the morning, we'll look for evidence of activity.

- Ah yes, the evidence.

- Evidence?

What evidence, Cheech?

- The evidence of this undiscovered primate

can come in many forms.

Of course there's footprints. Those are fragile,

watch where you walk.

Often there is a strong skunk-like odor

and sometimes tree-breaking has been reported.

They bend trees and branches to mark their territory.

- Bent branches in the forest.

How are we possibly gonna find some of those?

- And, if you see a pair of red eyes in the darkness

staring at you,

it may be too late.

(Spooky laughing)

(animal howling)

- It's one a.m. on night one.

Peter Moore is attempting communication by call blasting

various animal vocalizations.

As of now, we've had no response.

Okay cut.

How do I look?

- Fabulous.

- Yeah, obviously.

(animals howling)

- That sounds like a mountain gorilla.

What is it?

- This particular one was recorded

during a Bigfoot expedition in 1997.

It was analyzed at the University of Minnesota

and it didn't match any known species in the database.

- Well it's definitely a primate of some kind I'm su...

- Oh, cut it Justin.

(disquieting music)

Well, that was exciting.

- This isn't quite as glamorous as I was expecting.

- No.

- I think I'm gonna turn in.

Are you okay?

(Bridgette sighing)

(Peter imitating animal howling)

- [Justin] I think we have enough of this.

- [Danny] More than enough.

Get some sleep.

Nice work.

I think we're gonna need to try something else.

(disquieting music)

(Peter humming)

- There you are you little thing.

You're not supposed to be chewing on my nuts.

(Peter humming)

(owl hooting)

(low ominous music)

(Peter humming)

(leaves rustling)

(dramatic music)

- Breakfast is almost ready.

- Thanks.

- Whoo!

- All right, wake up everybody else.

- I'll get 'em.

Sleeping beauty.

Hey, sleeping beauty.

Oh!

Mm, copy that.

All right.

(disquieting music)

Where's Peter?

- Who?

- Peter Moore.

- Our cryptozoologist.

- Your bunk mate.

- Never saw him.

I don't even think he slept in the tent.

- Where you planning to say something about that?

- I just figured the hippie was off smoking dope.

- All right.

Has anybody seen Peter Moore this morning?

- The last time I saw him was last night.

He was gonna check on the trail cameras.

- Sounds like a good place to start.

- On it.

(deep animal growling)

Some misfires.

Some animals.

And then there's this.

- Dr. Freese.

Could you come in here and take a look at this please.

- Any sign of Peter?

- Just this.

- What do you think?

- About that?

I don't know.

A big dark, hairy...

- Barnes?

- Looks like a bear.

Or an old man in a gorilla suit.

- Come here.

Are you ready?

Okay.

It's around 9.30 a.m. on day two.

Peter Moore, our cryptozoologist has gone missing.

- Peter is missing.

Who cares about that blur, we need to find him.

- Wait.

What blur?

- For all we know he's fine and sleeping off a long night.

- What blur?

- Cheech.

He got himself lost.

- Maybe.

All the more reason to go looking for him.

- What goddamn blur?

- Look we aren't scheduled for anything until dark, right?

- We have to review the footage.

But you're fine till later.

- Great.

- I don't know why everyone's getting so excited

about some hairy blob.

This is very exciting!

We just found our first piece of hard evidence.

A trail camera has captured an image

of a Bigfoot in the wild.

Whether or not this has anything to do

with our missing team member is only speculation.

All we can do now is hope and pray,

that we find him still alive.

Okay, I'm done.

- Is anyone coming?

- Pass.

- Great.

[Ellen calling out] Peter!

[Ellen calling out] Peter!

Peter!

- [Cooper] Hey!

(ominous music)

- [Ellen] Barnes...

- The rain didn't help this morning.

But I can definitely see a struggle here.

(radio static)

- Justin for base camp.

- Tracks go here.

That's his blood.

- Peter! - Shh.

It's fresh.

- What is it?

- It's dragging him.

It's not letting go.

- Y'all are serious?

We're gonna?

Okay.

(suspenseful music)

- [Ellen] Barnes...

- This is fucked up.

No!

This is fucked up!

- [Ellen] What?

What is that?

- [Cooper] Intestines.

- [Justin] Justin for base camp.

- [Rick On Radio] Go for base camp.

- Uh.

We found something.

- [Rick On Radio] Is it Moore?

- I hope not.

We're in a mine and there are intestines

hanging from the ceiling.

- [Rick On Radio] Did you film it?

- (sighs) On it.

- [Cooper] Those are fresh.

- Yeah.

Looks like sausage right?

- Oh!

Barnes.

- Thanks for the jokes.

- (sighs) Great.

Justin, I have the perfect summer job for you...

You're a camera guy, it's gonna be great.

- How?

(Ellen coughing)

- We should go.

- No, no, nothing yet.

Roger let me call you in the morning.

Yes, we'll have something solid.

Okay two teams.

Dr. Freese, Danny, you're with Barnes.

Head back to where you were earlier today.

Singer, you've got Bridgette and Justin, go south.

I'm gonna stay here and monitor

and I want regular updates.

Regular updates.

- Bear spray.

- That shit don't work.

- My bad.

I forgot about your invisible force field.

- [Rick] Let's go.

(disquieting music)

- It's just before 10 p.m. on night two.

With no luck at our base camp last night.

We're now actively searching the dense forest.

Our guide is using a FLIR camera.

(grunts) Fucking forest.

Which stands for Forward-Looking Infra-Red.

It senses heat and anything living

will come up bright red on the screen.

- [Danny On Radio] Danny For base camp.

- Go for base camp.

- [Danny On Radio] We found something.

(ominous music)

- What is it?

- [Danny On Radio] A whole bunch of logs and branches.

- Danny, why are you calling me about a bunch of sticks?

- Well because it looks like it was done

to block the path.

- All right, get some B-roll, get plenty of footage

and we'll cut it with what Peter was talking about earlier.

- [Danny On Radio] Copy that.

- What do you think?

(exhaling loudly)

- [Rick On Radio] Justin, anything to report?

- Nope.

We are wrapping up a technical difficulty.

- Tell her to put it out and get her skinny ass in gear.

- You heard the man.

(exhaling loudly) (grunting)

- What was that?

(sighing)

- See that?

- What is it?

- Got something on the FLIR.

Following it now.

- Out there, past those trees.

I see you.

[Bridgette] Ugh, this is bullshit man.

I should be in a glossy studio right now.

Jesus Christ, where are we going?

- [Justin] Shh.

- Both of you, wait here.

And goddamn it, be quiet.

Fuckin' civvies.

Nice work.

(Bridgette sighs)

You scared off your story.

- Too bad the real tracker wasn't with us.

Did you learn anything in the army?

- Thank you.

Justin for base camp.

- [Rick On Radio] Go for base camp.

- Well, we saw a couple of things on the FLIR

but we lost whatever it was.

- [Rick On Radio] Okay.

Everyone come on back.

- Copy that.

Where are we?

(Bridgette sighing)

- You guys took your good sweet time.

- We got lost.

- What happened?

- Well we saw something.

So we followed it for a bit.

Singer had it for a moment, but we lost it.

- What did it look like?

-[Danny] Guys come take a look at this.

Give me a second.

That's the first one.

Now hang on.

This is the best one.

- It's walking upright.

- You are gonna need a bigger banana.

- Barnes, something is going on.

- Yeah, something is going on.

Haven't you noticed Peter is missing and nobody cares.

(banging in the woods)

- [Ellen] What the hell?

- All right people, saddLe up.

It's time to earn your pay checks.

- Miss Powers.

I know you're tired, your feet hurt.

But if you could find the time, put your fucking boots on!

I put this on Powers' coat.

- You sure that's a good idea?

- Fuck it.

(sticks banging in woods)

- I think it's up there.

- Oh Jesus.

Hey, where's Bridgette?

- Ugh.

(suspenseful music)

Oh, dammit!

Perfect.

(beast growling)

Hello?

(leaves rustling)

Justin?

(beast growling)

Danny?

(beast roaring) (Bridgette screaming)

- [Justin] Oh!

- [Ellen] Oh my god.

- No it's okay, it's okay just go.

Just go!

(low growling)

What was that?

(Bridgette screaming)

- Do you see anything?

- I don't see anything.

- Dammit!

(beast growling)

This way.

Bridgette!

- [Danny] Bridgette!

Bridgette!

- [John] Bridgette!

- [Cooper] No, no, no.

- [Cooper] She's all right.

(Bridgette shrieking)

- Whoa, it's all right. - It's all right.

- Whoa! - We gotcha.

- [Danny] It's all right.

Breathe, just breathe.

Don't look.

- It's a compound fracture.

- No shit.

- Just try to relax.

Can you feel your foot.

- We have to get out of here.

We have to get out of here right now.

- Barnes, get me two sticks--

- No, there's no time, there's no time!

We have to leave right now.

Thank you.

- Calm down. - What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Wha, no, no! - It's gonna be just--

(bone cracking) (Bridgette screaming)

Fine.

Okay, thank you. - Danny to base camp.

Base camp, come in.

[Danny on Radio] Base camp, where are you?

Dammit.

- [Ellen] Danny?

- I think we just.

Let's figure out how to get her back to base camp.

(Ellen mumbling)

- Okay.

- [John] All right, I got her.

Let's go.

(distant roaring)

- [Ellen] See if you can find me a full medical kit.

- [John] There's one in the other tent.

- [Ellen] Okay.

- What the hell you doing in my tent?

- Med kit.

- Med?

- Oh thanks.

- Oh shit.

- Welcome back.

- Why didn't you or the jarhead radio me?

- We did.

Why weren't you on the radio?

- I was checking the cables, one of the cameras went out.

- And you didn't hear the radio?

- I must have left it in the tent.

What happened to her?

- She fell.

Something scared the hell out of her.

Then we heard some strange growling

while you were doing whatever it is you were doing.

- I told you I was...

Wait, what, what growling?

- Oh don't worry, she'll be fine.

- What growling?

- Hey Danny? - Hmm.

- You guys come up with a name for your documentary yet?

- Mr. Paxton hasn't said.

- Well I've been thinking of some ideas.

- Of course you have.

- "The Blair Foot Project"

"Yeti Does Dallas"

- Aw.

- That's a good one.

- We're not leaving.

Especially now, with all this activity.

You say they're chasing something in the woods.

We're not leaving.

- We don't need to leave

but we need to get Bridgette to a hospital.

- [Rick] Danny can drive her to the helicopter.

- (scoffs) With a compound fracture.

Just call Jonesy.

- You know, the helicopter doesn't have a winch.

Why do you think we hiked in here?

- Well then I think we need to call search and rescue.

- Luckily Ellen, you're not here to make decisions.

- Oh and where did you get your medical degree?

(Bridgette coughing)

- We have a production to finish.

And I am not gonna call search and rescue

and have them scare away whatever hope it is

we have of shooting tonight.

(Bridgette coughs)

Singer.

Base camp for Danny.

- [Danny] Go for Danny.

- Camera three is down.

Get it fixed.

- Copy that.

Okay guys, you're on your own.

Meet you back at base camp.

- Singer.

Do your job.

- I work for Brannan.

- Danny...

"The Hills Have Fur"

That's the best one.

This guy.

- I don't think that getting a blow job from Princess Powers

is why Brannan hired you.

Know your place.

We're done.

- You got that right.

(creature growling)

(sticks tapping in the forest)

- After you.

- Yeah.

- [John] How is she?

- She's stable.

We're lucky the bone didn't nick an artery or a vein, so.

- Listen Doc.

Be careful.

Don't turn your back on that guy.

You don't know these people.

You want to know the real-

(Bridgette screaming)

- We have to leave!

We have to leave now.

- Bridgette, you're okay.

- I saw it.

It's fucking real and it tried to kill me.

- [Ellen] Singer. (Bridgette screaming)

- Let go of me. - Breathe, breathe!

- Goddamn it let go of me!

- Wait, wait!

Let her talk.

- No!

- What did she see out there?

(beast growling) (dog yelping)

(metal banging)

- Wha?

Ike?

(sinister music)

Oh, Ike!

(low breathing)

You fuck.

You fucked with the wrong aviator.

(Jonesy grunting)

(heavy breathing)

- Come here.

(beast growling)

- Barnes.

- Yeah.

- I got to tell you, I'm not really a fan of this.

(rustling)

- [Cooper] Hear that?

(beast growling)

- We're in the woods, I hear every... - Hear that?

(beast growling)

It's coming from over there.

(tense music)

- Where'd it go?

(beast growling)

Did you see that?

Where the fuck is it?

- It's up there.

Shh.

Don't move.

Don't move.

- [Justin] What the fuck is that?

- Listen, listen, listen!

What the?

MOVE!

- Ah!

You okay?

- [Cooper] Yeah, I'm okay.

- Maybe we can still catch it.

- No, I think I've had enough.

- We still have the IR camera.

Aren't you curious as to what just threw

a giant boulder at us?

- I got a pretty good idea what it was.

- Base camp to Danny.

Thought you said you fixed that trail camera.

It's broken again.

- You're an asshole.

That little stunt of yours could have got us all killed.

Son of a bitch.

- What the hell you talking about?

- No.

- Stop it.

Stop your lies.

Six kids died up here

and my daughter was one of those kids.

And all you care about is a goddamn TV show about Bigfoot.

- Well it's better than obsessing

about finding some dead body.

- What you say!

- No!

- What did you say?

- Stop it!

All of you.

Jesus.

(ominous music)

- Holy shit.

- Bridgette is hurt and Peter is still missing.

We don't have time for this.

- [Danny] Base camp, come in.

- Go.

- [Danny On Radio] Got to see this.

Camera's destroyed and there's a footprint, a big one.

- Copy that, I'm on my way.

Everybody keep it together and do your fuckin' jobs.

Let's go.

- It's that way.

- We'll finish this later cowboy.

- Rick.

You're an asshole.

- [Rick] Dr. Freese if you don't mind.

- Fine.

- You know this isn't a hoax.

We didn't stage any of this.

Maybe you'll figure that out after I come back

with a size 17 footprint.

- [John] Hey Chief.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

Listen.

We both know these guys

are grade A, number one, alpha assholes.

- Yup.

- We need a plan.

- Yes we do.

- [Danny] Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Oh!

Oh wow!

- Look at this.

- Come to daddy.

- [Danny] And then there's this.

(Ellen gasps)

- Well Dr. Freese?

- Danny do you have a tape measure in there?

- [Danny] Yeah.

- It's 18 and a quarter, heel to big toe.

Over seven side to side.

The detail is remarkable.

You can see scar tissue, skin.

More hair.

This would be tough to fake.

- Justin, roll footage on this

just in case the mold doesn't work.

Danny, get a sample of that hair.

- Uh guys, this is awesome.

(Rick chuckling)

- You're gonna have to do more testing on the hair

but it certainly looks like the footprint

of a very large, very real primate.

(banging and scraping outside)

- Oh.

(sat phone beeping)

(ominous music)

- H-h-hello? (heavy breathing)

(Bridgette screaming) (dramatic music)

- That thing is out there.

It just ran by.

What?

What?

- Jesus.

(Bridgette screaming) (dramatic music)

- Okay.

- What's going on?

- It's blood, it's blood, it's fucking blood.

Get this shit off of me. (screams)

(Bridgette gasping) - Okay, okay.

- Get it off of me.

- You're okay, you're okay.

- [Bridgette] Get it off of me.

- Okay boys, give her some space.

Okay, okay.

- [Bridgette] Get it off me.

- You're okay, you're okay.

(tense music)

Right now all I care about is getting her safe

after that we can argue about whatever it is you want to do.

- You know trashing the production tent

isn't gonna get you home any sooner, right?

- Rick just make the call.

- I can't.

The sat phone is missing.

- Why the fuck would I take the phone Paxton?

- I don't know.

We're at the footprints and you're back here, weeping.

- We still need to get her out of here.

- Danny, take the ATV, go back to the helicopter.

Use the sat phone to contact search and rescue.

You happy?

- Thank you.

- Everybody, take a nap.

Get yourselves together.

We start shooting again in a little while.

- Hey Jonesy.

Jonesy!

We need the sat phone, Bridgette's been hurt.

Jesus.

(flies buzzing) Did you have a late night?

(ominous music)

Jonesy?

- Morning Doc.

- Hi.

- [Justin] Morning Dr. Freese.

- Where is everyone?

- Paxton is still reviewing footage

and Bridgette is...out.

- No sign of Danny?

- Not yet.

- What about Barnes?

- He's been gone for a while.

(disquieting music)

- [Cooper] Sleep much?

- Not much.

I always hated the sight of blood.

Med school was fun.

What's that?

- I've been thinking about my grandfather.

He was a forest ranger up here for 30 years.

He was high up in the mountains one night, by himself.

A storm came through, so he went into a cave to wait it out.

At the back of the cave he found...

- A huge pile of bones.

- Not just any bones.

Bears, bobcats, predators.

Killed and all piled up.

He said he heard a noise deeper in the cave

so he took his flashlight

and he started looking through the shadows.

And that's where he saw red eyes, glowing red eyes.

He said he let out a scream.

He started running and that thing chased him

all the way to town.

Said he never really felt the same up here again.

- And the tag?

- Well, my grandfather said when dangerous predators

went into town, the rangers would tag them and release them.

If they came back, they'd take them deeper into the forest,

always to the same place.

That cave yesterday, I found a whole bunch of these.

- Something's killing the rogue animals.

Hey, um, did I hear you say you had a daughter?

- Yeah.

- What's her name?

- Her name's Alex.

- Where the hell is he?

- It takes a while to get here.

- Nine hours!

This is bullshit.

Hey, um, monkey lady.

The drugs are wearing off, I need more.

- I'm sorry, you can't take anything for another hour.

- Perfect.

One hell of a production you got here.

Unsafe working conditions.

Psychotic arts and crafts, shitty food.

What's next.

- All right ready.

- It's 4.30 p.m. on day three.

Despite several attacks and severe injuries,

this journalist is going strong.

Nothing is going to, holy fuck!

(Danny grunting)

- [Ellen] Where are you hurt?

- Jonesy's dead.

Very, very dead.

- What happened?

- I saw it.

(Danny vomiting)

- He has a concussion.

We gotta get him inside the mess tent.

- [Cooper] Come on Danny.

- Where's the ATV?

(Danny coughing)

- Someone get me a flashlight.

In my backpack.

- There's no one to fly the chopper.

How the hell are we gonna get out of here?

- Danny look at the light.

Look at the light Danny.

- Danny where's the sat phone?

Dammit Danny, where's the sat phone?

- Didn't you hear me?

Jonesy's fuckin' shredded.

(Danny coughing)

(Danny groaning)

(tense music)

- Hey!

Hey!

Who stole my meds.

- Singer what?

What are you doing?

- Taking charge of your shit show chief.

- You can't do that, it's my show.

- You gonna stop me.

Good luck with that.

First thing we're gonna do is beef up security.

We're getting out of here tomorrow.

We just gotta survive tonight.

Here you go.

- Yeah.

- You got this?

- Yeah.

- Full mag, one in the chamber.

Safety's on.

No shit.

- Afghanistan.

Helmand Province.

Thought I'd fired my last shots there.

Guess not.

How's Danny?

- He's a little banged up, but he'll be all right.

So what's next?

- We wait.

- Yup.

Maybe...

(suspenseful music)

(device beeping)

- Tracking device.

Bait's on the move.

- It's hauling ass.

- Jesus. (beast roaring)

Let's go.

- Think it's stopped.

50 meters away.

- [John] Barnes, you got anything?

- [Cooper] No.

Do you?

- [John] Negative.

- What is that smell?

- I think it's what we're looking for.

- It's right over there.

- [Cooper] Over there?

- Yeah, it's over there.

It's right over there.

(low growling)

(creature screeching) (gunshot banging)

You okay?

- I'm fine.

- Uh Singer.

- It's a raccoon.

- I think there's still something out there!

- What?

- There's still something out there.

There's something moving, I don't know what it is.

- Yeah, a goddamn raccoon.

- Singer!

- Look behind you.

- Singer!

No!

(creature growling)

- We gotta go!

(tense music)

- Where are you?

(gunshot banging)

(creature growling)

(gunshot banging)

- [Ellen] Okay.

Danny over here.

(Bridgette screaming)

Oh my god, Danny!

(gunshot banging)

No! No!

(gunshot banging)

- What the fuck.

- Hey! Hey!

- [Rick] Where's Singer?

- He's dead.

- What the fuck are you talking about?

- That thing ripped his throat out.

- Danny's dead too.

- What now?

- We can go back to the helicopter

and see if that sat phone is still working.

- Any place is better than here.

(Bridgette groaning)

- When Brannan hears about this shit, you're done.

He told me about you.

Your career has been a complete cluster fuck.

Fuck up after fuck up.

Maybe, Brannan will let you fetch me

my coffee on my next show.

Two fucking creams, two fucking sugars.

- Rick help me with her.

- Get me my fucking refill.

(ominous music)

(gunshots banging) - No!

(gunshot banging)

- Bridgette!

Bridgette!

Bridgette!

Let me see.

Let me see.

Okay, he missed your liver.

We have to get him out of here before he bleeds out.

Okay.

- [Cooper] If we can just make it down to the river.

- [Cooper] Just leave me.

- Come on. - You go, go, go.

(grunting)

- [Justin] It's okay.

- [Ellen] Barnes we're almost there.

- [Justin] I see a cabin.

There's a bunch of cars.

(metal snaps) (Justin screaming)

- [Cooper] No.

Try to use the stick to pry the foot.

(Justin groaning)

(Justin screaming)

Ah God.

- I'm sorry.

It isn't working.

I'm gonna go get help.

(banging on door)

Hello.

(heavy breathing) - Barnes.

(thunder rumbling)

- Hello?

Hello?

Oh my God.

Can you please help us it's an emergency.

My friends, someone is attacking us.

(heavy breathing)

- You'll be fine, stranger.

You'll be fine.

(Charlotte sniffing)

(Ellen whimpering)

Oh.

You people with all your toys.

We go to town.

We watch you all.

You talk, you talk, and not say anything.

Don't see anything around you.

(Cooper coughing)

Too busy, fiddling with your petit boxes.

(Charlotte cackling)

What good they do you now.

- [Ellen] He needs help.

- Relax, fille.

- What is wrong with you?

- We, we?

What was you gonna do with it?

Tie it up, poke it.

Lock it in some hospital.

- You don't understand, we were trying to help.

- Oh I understand.

(Ellen moaning)

You people ruin everything you touch.

(Ellen sobbing)

(thudding)

Boys.

Luc.

Don't leave messes.

(Charlotte cackling)

Boys.

I don't think she likes

your gorilla suits.

- Hello.

Guys.

Guys.

- Luc.

Help that boy.

(Luc growling)

- No, no.

No! No!

No! (hammer thudding)

(Ellen sobbing)

We ain't going to hurt you, Belle.

We need you.

Luc, hang that in the shed avec the rest.

(thunder rumbling)

(gentle music)

Now we have a nice family again.

(Charlotte humming) (Ellen sobbing)

(Cooper coughing)

- We're about ready for some meat here.

(Ellen moaning) (Cooper yelling)

(Gage cackling)

(Cooper screaming) (Ellen sobbing)

[Charlotte] You're making a mess.

You're gonna break it again.

Give me that.

Like this, gentle, see.

Go with the grain.

(Cooper screaming) (Ellen sobbing)

Hold still.

You gonna make me miss.

Gage, I think they bored, do some music.

(Gage cackling)

Something sweet, romantic.

¶ You're mine and we belong together ¶

- [Charlotte] Dance.

¶ Yes we belong together ¶ (Ellen sobbing)

¶ For eternity ¶

¶ Eternity ¶

¶ You're mine ¶

¶ Your kiss belongs to me ¶

(ominous music)

(Cooper yelling)

(all yelling)

Gage!

Gage!

Help that boy.

(Cooper yelling)

(Ellen sobbing)

¶ I love you so much my darling ¶

¶ You're mine ¶

¶ Everything, I always, always love you ¶

¶ You're mine ¶

- You're very lucky.

He's quite a catch.

[Charlotte] Dance!

Dance!

¶ We belong together until eternity ¶

- You're still my favorite.

¶ You're mine ¶

¶ Your kiss belongs to me ¶

- [Charlotte] Dance

¶ Yes it belongs to me ¶

(tense music)

(Charlotte yells)

(pot thudding)

(Ellen grunting) (pot thudding)

(Ellen screams)

¶ For eternity ¶

¶ Yes we belong together dear ¶

¶ For eternity ¶

(tense music)

(Charlotte whimpering)

- No!

(dramatic music)

No!

No, no!

(car revving)

(body thudding)

(ominous music)

(metal crunching)

- [Woman] Can you hear me?

If you can hear me (muffled).

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

(muffled) Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Are you there, can you hear me.

We'd like to send assistance if you need help.

But we need to hear you respond.

Can you hear me?

(Ellen whimpering)

We've detected that your vehicle has been in an accident.

Do you need assistance?

- Yes!

Yes! Yes!

- [Woman] We're sending help now.

I need you to continue breathing

and communicate with me the best that you can.

We've located your position and we are sending help.

If you can keep talking to me--

(dramatic music) (Ellen screaming)

(gunshots banging)

(creature growling)

- Shit!

(creature growling)

(creature growling)

- Argh!

(disquieting music)