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Near Dark - Horror 1987 English

Dumb suck.

Get off that truck, son. Oh, I'm sorry I put
a dent in it right up by the light there.

Better be sorry.

Well, I'm very sorry.
You son of a bitch.

Okay. Okay, come on.
Go ahead. Go ahead.

Give it your best shot.
Go ahead. Come on!

What the hell's eating
you? Your mama.

You wish.

I wish I may, I wish I might, wish I was
a thousand miles from here tonight.

Well, take off. Might just. You
don't even give me a beer, do you?

You're gonna have to support
your own bad habits.

You are a selfish
son of a bitch.

- What are you looking at?
- Turn around and feast your eyes.

I'm dreaming. Well, you can go
ahead and keep on dreaming, son.

Would you look at him.

- Have a bite?
- Bite?

- Just dying for a cone.
- Dying?

- You're not from around here, are ya?
- Nope.

- Got a name?
- It's Mae.

Mae. Well, that's a nice name.

I mean, it's pretty.

- Where you from, Mae?
- You ever heard of Sweetwater?

It's down near Snyder, isn't it? Texas.

- Who you out here with?
- Friends.

- Boyfriend?
- Friends.

I'm just staying at the trailer park
down by the highway.

Oh, yeah?

I need a lift home.

My name is Caleb.

Now, that's a real nice name.

You sure are pretty.

Guess everybody
tells you that, huh?

- You got a boyfriend?
- Sometimes.

What about other times?
What about 'em?

I mean, I don't have a girlfriend.

That's too bad.
Exactly.

You plan to stay around
for a while? Not long.

You're not leaving tonight?
No.?

You think maybe-There's
a show down at-Shh.

What?
Stop the truck.

Yeah. Now.
Here?

There's something I wanna show you.

What the hell?

There's something you wanted
to show me? Yeah. The night.

What a bout it?
It's dark.

I noticed. It's also
bright. It'll blind you.

I can't see.

Well, listen!

Do you hear it?

Listen? I don't hear nothing.
Listen hard. Do you hear it?

Hear what?
The night. It's deafening.

Well, I'll hold your ears.

Listen hard.

I sure haven't met
many girls like you.

No, you haven't met
any girls like me.

Look up.

Stars.
See that one?

First one I laid my eyes on.

The light that's leaving
that star right now...

will take a billion years
to get down here.

You want to know why you've
never met a girl like me before?

Yeah. Why?

Because I'll still be here when the light
from that star gets down here to Earth...

in a billion years.

That sounds like fun.
It is.

I'd like to be there too.
Maybe.

How?

Who knows?

I sure haven't met any girls like
you. No. No, you sure haven't.

- Ain't in any hurry, are you?
- Never a hurry.

That's good. Listen to the radio?

If I can find something.

How's that?

- Where are we going?
- You'll see.

I don't like surprises, Caleb.

Oh, you're gonna like this one.
Trust me.

Ma'am?

I'm gonna introduce you
to a friend of mine. All right?

I want you to close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

Keep your eyes closed.

What's wrong, boy?
What's the matter with you?

Horses just don't like me.

No kidding. Why not?

Just don't.
That's all right.

- You're pretty strong.
- Yeah. Stronger than you.

Damn!
Yeah.

What is it? What's wrong?

What time is it?
I don't know.

What time you gotta be home?
Before dawn.

Honey, dawn is a long ways off.

We got plenty of time.

Take me home, Caleb.

What's the rush, Mae?
I have to go.

Hurry, Caleb.
What is it?

Hurry!

I don't understand
what's going' on.

Let's go. Let's go.
Okay.

- Just a couple more miles.
- I can get there. They'll never know.

- I didn't notice the time.
- What is bugging' you anyway?

It's your daddy, right? You don't get home
on time, he's gonna give you a whipping'.

Don't you worry about it.
I'll just tell him the car broke down.

Just get me home!

Maybe I will. But you're gonna
have to kiss me first.

Come on, Mae. Just a little touch.
I ain't asking' for much.

Hey. Hey!

Sure was some kiss.

Shit.

Hey, Dad, there's Caleb.

About time he came home.

- Daddy, he looks sick.
- What'd you say, darling'?

Look.

Shit.

- Gotcha!

Caleb!

- Howdy.

I'm gonna separate your head from
your shoulders. Hope you don't mind none.

You put a hurting' on us, Mae,
but good. It was sort of an accident.

Nah, that was sloppy, Mae.
Real sloppy.

Let me do it, Jesse.
Let me tap dance on him, won't ya?

- It'll be so good.
- Do it! Fast!

- All right!
- Yeah. Let the good times roll.

- Whoo!
- No!

- Him?
- What the fuck is going' on?

It ain't what's going' on, son.

It's what's coming' off-
your face, clean off.

Well, you might
as well just kill me then too.

- How you figure that?
- 'Cause he's been bit, but he ain't been bled.

- Aw, shit!
- So he's turned by now.

Son of a bitch, jess.

He's turned.
He comes with us.

It's all right.

Mmm.

You see these tire marks? That's
four hours and nine minutes ago.

Meaning, if they're on
the highway at a steady 55,

that puts 'em clear
in the next damn state.

I wanna know what you boys
are doing' about that.

Look, I'll take care of
him. You can't, Mae.

I turned you. I taught you.

Well, I turned him
and I'll teach him!

What's the matter, Homer?
You jealous?

Little too little to be jealous.

You have any idea what it's like
to be a big man on the inside...

and have a small body
on the outside?

You have any idea what it's like
to hear about it every night?

Risky as shit, Jess.
He fucks up, it's our ass.

It's our ass, Mae, it's your ass.
You wanna give him a week?

Then it's decided. We give him a
week to see if we can call him one of us.

Cut the shit. I know
you're awake. I can smell it.

Slap me if I'm sleeping',
'cause I wanna wake up.

Guess what.

Who the hell are you people?

I'm Jesse Hooker.
I believe you already met Mae.

Diamondback.

I'm you're worst
fucking nightmare.

Severen.

Mispronounce it,
and I wouldn't want to be you.

Oh, baby, you are beautiful. Mmm.

Nice.

Whoo! All right!

Hey, Jesse, remember that fire
we started in Chicago?

- Let's get a move on, Sev. I think it's burning.

Whoo!

Bombs away, little buddy.

Whoo!
Come on, Jesse.

All right.

I don't feel so well.

I know.
No, you don't.

Look, I don't understand
what's going on here.

I like you. I really do.

But I gotta get home.

I'm sorry.

Let me go.

- You won't get very far.
- We'll see.

I'll be seeing you.

Before long.

Excuse me.

Whens your
next bus to Fixx, Oklahoma?

Where the hell is Fixx?

Well, the nearest city is Lawton.

Gate 12, 15 minutes, $14.

Right.

Um, I only have 11.

I got a bus ticket for 14.

Can you give me a break?
I gotta get home.

You're three bucks shy.

When's it gonna come in, huh?

What seems to be
the problem, kid?

No problem.

I'm just three dollars
short for a bus ticket home.

Can you help me out?

Well, I got this.

Great.
Come this way, please.

What's the problem?
You.

You're not looking too good, kid.

I ain't feeling' too good, sir.
What are you on?

You wouldn't believe me
if I told you.

Let me see your eyes.

You've got blood on you.

Yes, sir. I got cut.

Look, I only got $11...

and I need three more to get home.

Can you help me out?

Get home...

and be a good boy.

Mmm. Stop the bus.

I gotta get off.

I'm dying.

You're just in time.

Drink this.

I asked you once if you listened
to the night. Now listen to me.

Look, the night.

It's so bright...

it'll blind you.

Sarah.

- Morning, Daddy.
- Morning, baby.

- You sleep some?
- I slept some. You sleep a little?

A little. Bad dreams.

Me too.

Not much, Loy. The highway patrol
found what might be your Winnebago.

Left in some fill and torched.
Nobody was inside.

Probably switched cars. Could be
your boy's fallen in with some trouble.

- What are you doing' about that?
- All we can.

Well, that's not enough, Eakers.

Loy, you're just gonna
have to bear with us for a bit.

Yes, Operator, I'd like to reverse charges
on a long-distance call to Oklahoma.

Caleb.

Caleb. Caleb. Look, Caleb.

I wanted to go home too.

You know, I called, Mae. Ain't
nobody home. Nobody was home.

Jesus, this is fucked, Mae.
I'm scared!

So was I. But don't be.
Just feel it. Feel what's in you.

That's what scares me.

I feel it.

Look, you're in my hands.

You'll be fine.

What do we do now?

Anything we want...

till the end of time.

But you have to learn to kill.

I don't wanna kill.

You want to die?
Mae, I ain't no killer.

Well, just don't
think of it as killing.

Don't think at all.
Just use your instinct.

It's just something
that you do night after night.

It's only ever a question of how.

- Instinct.
- Instinct.

Evening. Evening.

Whoo!

It would be my pleasure and honour to
invite you two lovely ladies for a drink.

- All right.
- All right.

It's making me shaky.
That's because you have to.

Kill. That's right. The
night has its price.

Where are we, Diamondback?
What road is this? You got me.

Isn't that where
I had the flat tire?

You pulled over.

And there you stood
by the side of that road,

and I just knew you were trouble.

- And you were right.

How many years ago was that?

Just remember, hon.

You don't remember the date
of that night neither, do ya?

Oh, Jesse.

Look. You see what I see?

Hey, whichever way you're heading',
I'd appreciate a lift.

Sure thing. Climb in.

Turn off the car.

Hey, ass hole, my pal here
told you to turn off the car.

Now, you mind
if I dance with your wife?

She's a real looker, this one.

Ooh, man.

You're not gonna look so good
with your face ripped off.

Boy, did we get lucky tonight.
She is so beautiful.

And he is so fucking stupid.

You kids, y'all running from home?

Sure.
Hey, that'; okay by me.

Sometimes home is bad.
Me, I got a truck for a home.

Nice setup you got here.
How do you fly it?

Hey, you drive a truck before?

I've driven a semi.
Semi. That's five.

Five gears, brother. This got 13.

You got two to the rear and the
rest go forward. Anyone smoke?

Yeah.

Got a light?

What about the rest?

The rest? Shifting.

You know how to shift, don't ya?

Watch this.

Come on, baby, talk to me!
Talk to me.

Come on, baby, talk to me!

Come on, child.

Can you show me
how to brake and stop it?

Okay, now, this is the most important
thing when you want to brake a truck.

Gotta remember
you got two brakes.

One brake is for the cab.
This one over here.

And the other one is for the trailer.
This one right here.

When you wanna brake the truck,
you gotta brake the trailer first-

Come on, baby.

Then you got to brake your cab.

Or else.

- Or else what?
- Or else you jackknife.

Trailer hits the cab,
no more truck.

No more truck,
no more truck driver.

Hey. uh, you Okay?

You got a problem, kid?

What's the matter, boy? You
can't drink and drive?

You wanna be the captain
of a boat this big, boy,

you gotta be able
to stand the water, huh?

What's the matter, boy?
Are you really sick? Huh?

Caleb.

You could kill me
if you drink too much.

Shh, honey.

Let's you and me go make a phone call,
see if anybody knows anything. Okay?

Sheriff Eakers? Loy Colton here.

You did?

A positive make?

Where was he?

Hope, Kansas, bus station?

Cop said he was going' home?

Well, you checked the house?
He should have been there by now.

No, I'm in Waco, Texas.

I guess I'm heading'
in the wrong direction.

I think I'll turn around, head north.

Show me your brass, boy!

Jesse, he needs more time.
Please! Please!

- Please!
- Come on!

Look, one more night.
One more night.

Then I'm gonna get
my wet dream, boy!

Why wait? We're gonna do it anyway.
He ain't one of us.

He don't belong.

Besides, he's so damn ugly,
it makes my gums ache.

I'm wondering' about you, Mae.
I should be wondering' about you.

It ain't right for Mae
to be carrying' you, Caleb.

He makes a kill tonight!

I don't care how you do it.
You do it, or you're done.

And done means dead
without guile.

It means you'll be
real uncomfortable...

for a long, long time.

That's your mama talking', boy.

Well, I'll be god damned.
Shit-kicker heaven!

Hey, come on, Caleb. Let's belly up to
the bar and get us some refreshment.

Park your carcass.

Howdy.
Howdy.

Bartender,
give me a couple of shots...

of whatever donkey piss you're
shoving down these cocksuckers' throats.

Hey. Hey!

You spilled my drink. Well, why
don't you lick it up off the bar, meatball?

Why don't you lick it up yourself?

Hey, I ever tell you the one
about Buffalo Bill?

Aw, hell. You're all right.
Go on, give him another one.

Tequila.
Beer in a glass.

- Now pay the man.

Oh, bartender,
that'll be a double shot...

of your very best
watered down shit right here.

There's two ways you can leave
these here premises.

Is that a fact?
That's a fact.

On your feet, or on your back.

That's pretty tough words
for a bartender, huh?

Well, gee whiz, if you're not
gonna serve me a drink,

well, I'll just have to drink his.

How can you drink that shit?

Go on, hit him a couple of times.
I'm trying' to show the boy something'.

Now you hit him back, Caleb.

You son of a-
Oh! Oh!

Phew! Did I do that?

Did I do
that? Did I do that?

Good times.

- Just the glass?
- The glass.

You're shaking' all over.

You nervous?
I would be, too, if I were you.

But then again, I'm not you.

You know, your skin is as soft
as a preacher's belly.

You know that?

Don't you want the beer?
No, honey. The drinks on me.

What you people want?

Just a couple more minutes
of your time,

about the same duration
as the rest of your life.

Ow, ow, ow, hoo-hoo-hoo!

You know what?
What?

This is the best time I had...

since I nailed your mama
in the back of your daddy's truck.

He was there watching' too.
I didn't see nothing', man.

To tell you the truth,
I think he liked it.

I'm cool, man.
I know she did.

Don't fuck with me.

You know what
I said to your mama?

You know what I said to her?
I said, “Shh.

This ain't gonna hurt.

I said.

Shh!

Whoo! Mmm!

It's finger—licking' good!

Hey, Jess, that guy smelled
like a dead polecat.

Well, it's a kick, ain't it?

Holy shit! Holy shit! Jess!

I alive?

Hey. You look like 40 miles
of rough road.

Why don't you sit this one out?
I'll take it from here.

Oh, yoo—hoo!

I got a new name for you.

Mr. Pig
Knuckle!

You having' a little trouble
with your hog leg there?

There's a fly on the ceiling'.

Come on. Why don't you
dance with me?

It's all right. Come on.

Go.

Bartender, set 'em up.

Yo!

Here.

Whoo!

This'll do.
That's right.

Allow me.

Please.

Please. Wait. Please.

Get in here!

- You fucked up for the last time, boy.
- Sorry.

Yeah? Why don't you do your sorry
ass a favour? Take care of him later.

Black out them bulkheads and fantail.
The sun is on the rise.

We should leave your boyfriend out in
the road and let him get himself a suntan.

- Good idea.
- We better move our ass. Here she comes.

Come on, little boner.

We got five minutes
before sun up.

And we ain't found us
a place to stay yet.

That god damn kid you let go
is going' straight to the law.

And they're gonna be
combing' the area for this shit box.

You both fucked up.

Gonna keep talking, Jess,
or you gonna get us out of the sun?

Okay.

I'd like to rent one
of your bungalows, sir.

Huh? I'd like to rent
one of your bungalows.

Oh.

The key.

Uh, here's.

You were here once before,
wasn't you? Lots of years back?

Yes, I get through here
about once every 50 years.

Make me a reservation.

It's the police.

Hey, wake up.

Jesse, wake up.

Wake up.

- Come out with your hands up!

Fucking daylight!

Daylight! No! Please, no!

Pull yourself together, old man!

You leave him alone, Jess. Shh.

Come on.

Ought a give you this end of it.

- Give him the piece, Severen.
- Severen, give him the gun!

Don't shoot your pecker off, boy.

Back!

We got the place surrounded!
Come on out!

This is your last warning!

Checkout time.

Get out of here, mother fucker!

How you doing', Jess?
Like shit! How you doing'?

I'm down to my last inch of skin!

Now, boys, it ain't over till it's over!

Going after the van, Jess.

That's a good one, shit poke! You go outside,
they're gonna be serving' you in a bun!

- You got a better idea?
- It's the only chance we got.

Give me the keys, grandpa.

Go ahead. We'll cover you, son.

Shitpoke's gonna
get himself killed.

What have we got to lose? just a pretty face.

- Get a move on. Well cover you.
- See you in hell!

Die, sucker!

This is real, Severen!

You did it!

We're going' home.

Let me in! Let me in!

Let's get out of here!

- Whoo—whoo!

Jesse.

Come on, you
little boner. Hurry your ass.

Wait!
Get out of this parking lot.

Wait up, gramps. Wait up!

Back there, you did good.

Thanks.

Catch.

All right.

Shake?

Thanks.

You bought yourself
some time, son.

Jesse, there's something'
I've been meaning' to ask you.

- Yeah. What might that be?
- How old are you?

Let's put it this way:
I fought for the South.

The South?

We lost.

Hey, Caleb, let's go out
and look at the night.

All right.

How 'bout a little five-card
Russian roulette?

Why not, Severen?

It almost feels like
you're one of us now.

Yeah, it does.

So what does that make me?
I ain't exactly sure.

It's good, right?
I guess so, yeah.

Do you miss the sun?

It's been so long,
I can't really remember.

How long?

Spring, four years back,

and I was in high school.
Mmm.

Homer said he was in fifth grade
and he needed help with his homework.

Little weasel.

- Do you miss the day?
- The day?

Nah. I can see better at night.

Okay, all in. Here we go.
I don't want this.

I won with three.

Three cards, yeah. How
many you want, little boner?

How many for you,
you old saddle bum?

Three. Three. There
you go. One for her.

Three for the dealer.

Are you cheating Severen?
I ain't cheating.

What's this?
Excuse me?

Deal the cards.

I fold. I'm gonna taste the air.

Watch the time, boy.
Deal the cards.

It's impolite to stare.

Howdy.

My name's Homer. What's yours?

Sarah.

What are you doing down here
all by yourself?

I do what I wanna do
when I wanna do it.

Wanna watch TV?

- What's on?
- Whatever you want.

Is it a colour television?

Uh-huh.

Beautiful morning coming up here.

Looks like another sunny day also.
And folks, if you're...

I'd like to introduce you all
to... Sarah.

Boy, you people
sure stay up late.

We keep odd hours.

Who ordered pizza? Homer, sweet darling?

I tell you what.
I 'II play you for the pizza.

Homer, you look at me
when I'm talking' to you now.

What?

Deal 'em.

Sarah, you here with your family?

- Just my daddy.
- And what room are you staying' in, honey?

Uh, number three.

There'll be something else we can
watch. There'll be something. Wait.

No, that's okay. I better get
going now. No, wait! Wait, Sarah.

Sarah.
I ought a punch your lights out.

I guess you ought a.
Oh!

Oh, God, honey.

She's my sister.

What the hell's she doing'
up at 5:00 in the morning?

I tried calling' you.

We've been out a lot, driving' in
the truck, trying' to track you down.

- Dad.
- Son.

Son? Son?

Round and round
and round she goes,

and where she stops,
nobody knows.

It's about time for that big
old wheel to stop rotating'.

Who are these people?

I'm with them now.

Jesse, you let them go.

It's my family.

Go on now. You coming'?

Caleb.

No. But you're going.

No!

No!

She's mine.

You're gonna have to give her back, son.
She's not yours.

- I'm gonna nip her.
- You can't do that.

I turned Mae.

She went off and turned you.

Now I'm turning
your little sister.

That makes us even Stephen.

You let her go, or I'm gonna
have to hurt your body, Homer.

- You're gonna have to hurt my body first.
- Hold on a second, pilgrim.

Remember which side of the bread
your butter's on.

God damn, this is my family!
Let 'em go!

The question is
whether they'd let us go.

They've been tracking us.
Now they know our faces. I say kill them.

I've had about enough of this shit.
Let go of my boy.

And you, let go of my little girl.

Daddy, put that away.
Ain't gonna do no good.

What do you mean, it ain't gonna
do no good? I'd listen to your son.

- I'd stop right there if I was you, mister.
- Not likely.

For you.

Shit! Get them, Severen!
Get 'em and drive us out!

- Go on, Daddy! Go!
- What the god damn hell's going' on, Son?

I can't expect you to believe it.
I can't believe it myself.

I ain't a person any more.
I don't know what I am. I'm sick!

- We're gonna get you to the hospital now.
- You do, and I'm dead! No!

Caleb, those people back there,
they wasn't normal.

Normal folks, they don't spit out bullets
when you shoot 'em. No, sir.

I got bit. I got a bite.

We're gonna get you to
the hospital right away.

No! God damn, you want me killed?
I ain't going' to the god damn hospital!

Hospitals fix this?

Damn it, Daddy. Take me home!

Daddy? Daddy.

You ever-
You ever transfuse a person?

Daddy?

Honey.

I'm all right.

Oh, God, honey.

Whoo!

You okay?
Yeah, I am.

Sarah, I'll tell you
about it one day.

Just promise you won't ask me
about it till then, all right?

Wanna go ride a horse?
Okay.

Okay. Let's go!

Knock it off.
Hey, hey, hey.

It's getting' cold. You can
almost feel the fall coming' on.

Yeah, the days
are getting' shorter.

Nights are getting longer.

I'm tired.

You pick your dishes up,
and I'll be upstairs to read to you.

I want Caleb to read to me.

Go on upstairs.
I'll be up in a minute.

Hey, don't forget
to brush your teeth.

You know Look, I.

I'm gonna go out
and oil that swing.

Yeah, that can wait. No,
it's all right. I can use the air.

Hi, Caleb.

Why did you leave?

You're warm.
Your skin's warm.

I belong here, Mae.

This is my family.

I miss you.

What's it gonna be?

Mae.

Sarah!

Shit!

Son of a bitch!

I'd sell him.

God damn.
Where's my sister, Severen?

- Hey, let me give you a hand there, old buddy.
- Ass hole.

Hey, Caleb!

I hate to be an Indian giver, I really do,

but you disappointed me,

and now you're gonna have to pay.

First, you're gonna
give me back my spur.

Then I'm gonna knock
your tonsils out your ass hole.

What do you think
of them apples, huh?

Stop! Stop!

Hey, mister-
Get the hell off my truck!

- Keep going before you get killed.

I'm gonna give you
till the count of five!

One, two, four

Bulls eye!

Mister.Jesus.

I'm sorry. Damn you.

Now come on!

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

- Oh, shit.
- Hey, Caleb?

Fasten your fucking seat belt!

Son of a bitch!

Whoo—hoo.

Whoo—hoo!

It's time to pay the fiddler.

Where's my sister, Jess?

I taught Severen
everything he knew,

but not everything I know.

The last sound that you hear
on your way to hell...

is gonna be your guts
snapping like a bull whip.

This ain't got nothing' to do
with my sister!

You leave her out of this
and let her go!

Jesse, let him come back.

It's too late for that, Mae.

God damn, Jesse.
Where's my sister?

Everything is gonna be all right.

Don't be scared.

- I'm gonna take her back.
- Sure you will.

Caleb, look out!

Jess!

Hey!

Go, Caleb. Make a run for it.

Come on, Jesse! Get in the car!
Mae, come on!

Mae, you hear?
Get in the car!

Go on! Aah!

Go on, honey. Go on.
Run. Run, Sarah!

No!

No!

Block it out now!

Get moving'!

- Oh, God.

We're gonna make it!

No!

Mae!

- Homer!

No, Homer!

No!

Caleb!

Wait, Sarah!

My Diamondback.

Jesse.

Sarah!

Roast.

Fun times.

Caleb, what's happening?

I brought you home.

I'm afraid.
Don't be.

It's just the sun.