Original subtitles

[Dog barking in distance]

[Insects chirping]

[Man talking indistinctly on radio]

["Sleepwalk"plays]

-♪ Sleepwalk

♪ Instead of dreaming, I sleepwalk ♪

♪ 'Cause I've lost you

♪ And now what am I to do?

♪ Can't believe that we're through ♪

♪ Sleep-talk♪

♪ 'Cause I miss you, I sleep-talk♪

♪ While the memory of you lingers like a song♪

♪ Darling, I was so wrong♪

♪ The night fills my lonely place♪

♪ I see your face spin through my brain♪

♪ I know I want you so♪

[Thunder rumbles]

♪ I still...♪

[Rattling in distance]

[Rattling continues]

[Rattling subsides, woman screams in distance]

[Wind howls]

[Pounding on door]

-Go away.

[Pounding on door]

I said fuck off!

-Hello?

[Pounding continues]

[Pounding increases]

[Door creaks]

[Lightning crashes]

-What?

-Look. I'm sorry.

Can I come in?

[Thunder rumbles]

-What for?

-I just... I just really need a lift.

-A lift?

-A ride in your car, just into town.

[Door creaking]

[Lightning crashes]

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

The weather, it's gone fucking crazy out there.

[Panting]

-Do you know what the time is?

-No.

-Give me a minute?

And shut the door, please.

[Lightning crashes]

[Wind howls, lightning crashes]

[Wind howls]

[Lightning crashes]

[Lightning crashes]

[Rattling in distance]

[Cup rattles]

[Wind howls]

-[Quivering]

[Lightning crashes]

Oh, thanks, but I won't stay or anything.

I just really need a lift into town.

-You're dripping all over my floor.

-Oh, sorry.

-What made you come here?

-I...don't know. I just ran.

-I'm afraid you've knocked on the wrong door.

My car's been playing up the last couple of days.

-Oh. Well, um...

are there any buses that run from here?

-Not at 2:00 in the morning.

You've had a big night.

-I guess I have.

[Lightning crashes]

[Ceiling creaks]

-Sorry for before.

I get kids --

these feral fucking kids in the park -- knocking on my door

at all hours of the night.

When I finally go to answer it, there's no one there.

-Well, that must be annoying.

-They seem to find it funny.

I've never really gotten the joke.

[Thunder rumbles]

Why don't you take that shirt off?

I can throw it on the heater.

-Oh, no. That's fine. I wasn't really planning on staying.

-It will only take a minute.

-Actually, if you've got a phone,

then maybe I can just call the car.

-It's no trouble. Pass it here.

[Wind howls]

You've been swimming.

-Uh, yeah.

-Strange time for that, don't you think?

-I was at the beach earlier. I must have fallen asleep.

I'm always wrong place, wrong time.

-The beach?

You ran here from the beach?

-Yeah.

[Lightning crashes]

[Whistling]

-Why don't you sit down for a minute?

-Oh, no, I really wasn't -- -That's all right. Sit down.

You should give those knuckles a rest after bashing my door down.

-[Chuckles]

[Lightning crashes]

[Lightning crashes]

[Wind howls, lightning crashes]

-You want tea or something?

-No, thanks.

Take a cigarette, though, if you've got one.

-I don't, I'm afraid.

-So, it's okay if I use your phone?

I just need to call the car.

My accommodation isn't far from here.

-[Snorts]

I figured you weren't local.

-Yeah?

-Well, I haven't seen you around the park.

You're certainly not a resident, and you're way out of town,

so I assumed you must be lost.

Also, swimming this time of year?

-Don't try to tell me there's crocodiles.

-Crocodiles?

No.

Hypothermia, maybe.

[Thunder rumbles]

[Lightning crashes]

Although I have to admit...

...this thunderstorm is strange.

We normally get them in the hotter months.

Something about the humidity.

-Hmm.

[Lightning crashes]

-You're old enough, aren't you?

-To drink? Yeah. Of course. Thanks.

I was just really hoping to make that phone call.

-Oh. That's right. Sorry.

For the pay phone. I don't own a mobile.

-Huh.

-There's one at the front of the park.

I can walk you up there when the weather lets up a bit.

-Oh, thanks, but if you give me directions,

I can just take myself.

-I mean, it's a walk.

They actually lock the gates after 12:00 a.m.,

so no cars can come through here at night.

The headlights are at the right height

to cut straight through the curtains otherwise.

Some of the shadier residents used to think

they were being raided by the AFP.

-Sounds like you got some interesting neighbors.

-Yeah, that's one way to describe them.

[Lightning crashes]

Paranoid.

Like me, I suppose.

Like everyone who's old enough to have done things

in their life to feel paranoid about.

[Coffee mug scraping on table]

-Well...

Thanks heaps for the towel and the change.

But I should probably get out of your way.

-I don't think you can.

That's what I meant before. The gate's locked.

I've got a key, but I would have to go with you.

I'm sure this will all blow over soon, and then --

-I really don't want to keep you.

I'm sure I'll find a way out.

-Sorry. Of course.

[Wind howls, lightning crashes]

-I guess I should wait for my shirt to dry.

Have you lived here long?

-The park?

Long time.

I grew up on the coast, leaving the city in my 20s.

After I lost my job, I decided I needed to uproot again,

find somewhere quiet... and cheap.

-We have something in common then.

-What's that?

-Unemployment.

Somewhat of a chronic condition of mine.

-[Chuckles]

Yeah, well, I used to be an electrician.

I was all right at it, too.

Right up until I stuck a screwdriver

into a live light socket.

-And they fired you for that?

-No. No, I quit.

After something like that,

sticking screwdrivers where they actually belonged felt...

uninspiring.

No one tells you that...

that fear and excitement are identical emotions.

That's why people stick forks into toasters.

That's why they jump out of planes...

snort cocaine...rob banks.

They're convincing themselves they're about to die...

just to feel awake.

What does that say about humans, do you think?

How our brains read joy and danger as the same thing...

...like a population of fucking moths.

[Thunder rumbles]

Where are you staying?

-My house. It isn't far from here.

-Your house?

-Hotel.

-Everything's a little far from here.

You've never been here before?

You're a familiar face.

You're turning blue. Do you want to take a shower,

go warm up?

-Oh, no, really. That's fine.

-Your shirt will be dry by the time you're out.

-I was just really hoping to call that car.

-I'll take you after this passes over.

You're shaking.

Have a shower.

Phone isn't going anywhere.

Just that first door on the left.

[Lightning crashes]

[Distorted voice in distance]

[Lightning crashes]

[Water running]

[Floorboards creaking, footsteps approaching]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Water running]

[Distorted voices in distance]

[Thunder rumbles]

-[Gasping]

[Pounding on door]

-[Gasps]

[Distorted voice in distance]

-What?

-[Muffled]

-[Gasps]

[Water running]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Door opens]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Floorboards creaking]

-[Humming "Sleepwalk" in distance]

[Humming continues]

[Lightning crashes]

-There's a dry jumper on the bench here for you.

Your shirt isn't quite there yet.

-You're not cooking for me, are you?

-I wouldn't call canned soup cooking.

Just something to warm you up while you wait

for your shirt to dry...

or catch fire, knowing that heater.

[Wind howls]

-Are you married?

-No.

It belonged to an old girlfriend.

You can keep it if you like.

How about you?

Married? Engaged?

-No. Definitely not.

I can barely look after myself

let alone worry about somebody else.

-So, you're a free spirit, then?

-Free spirit -- I like that.

It makes all my life fuck-ups sound pretty.

-Hmm.

Is that what brought you out here?

-Out here?

-I mean, in general. Traveling alone seems...

-Stupid?

-I was going to say lonely.

-No, it is stupid. It's what we all do.

-Who? -Women like me.

We put ourselves in dumb situations

and act all shocked when they don't turn out well.

Sometimes it's like we're drawn to unhappy endings, you know?

Like a population of fucking moths.

[Thunder rumbles]

Do you get lonely, hiding all the way out here?

-Hiding?

What makes you say that?

[Lightning crashes]

-People move around and say it's for a quiet neighborhood

or cheaper housing.

But, really, they're always just outrunning something.

Like mistakes can be dumped in a donation bin

or buried in a backyard, and that's that.

But it doesn't matter where you hide, though, does it?

In the end,

all we get is different-tasting tap water

and new scenery for our misery.

[Lightning crashes]

[Floorboards creaking]

-You know, I have to say,

I'm surprised by how self-aware you are.

Some women just want to blame everyone else

for their own bad decisions.

You all right?

-Oh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm...just a little tired from work.

-Work?

-Oh, it's my fault.

I shouldn't have volunteered to look up.

[Lightning crashes]

So... what were you up to tonight?

-What do you mean?

-I mean, before I got here.

Why weren't you asleep?

[Thunder rumbles]

-I don't sleep much.

-Why not?

-I don't know.

Doesn't come as easily to me now as it used to.

When you're younger, sleep is a good thing.

Your dreams are just stupid cartoons.

As you get older, that changes.

Your thoughts get stuck, corrupted.

Your mind...

now functions like a scratch disc

that skips...illogically jumping backwards and forwards

and only playing back your least-favorite scenes.

Nights become less about fantasy, more about fear.

Endlessly light...always uneasy.

Whether before and after doesn't really matter

because the now is so... strangely convincing.

So, you then try to avoid sleep altogether.

That doesn't stop the dreaming.

Everything just becomes more confused,

more intertwined...

like your thoughts are leaking into your life.

In the end, you don't want to be awake or asleep.

Just want to be nothing...

new again...

like a baby.

So you can go back to the cartoons you watched

when you were young.

[Lightning crashes]

[Wind howls]

Something wrong?

With your food?

-Oh, no. It's just... It's hot.

You said the gates are locked.

If they lock the park up at night...

how did I get in?

-I was going to ask you the same thing.

[Pounding on door]

[Handle rattling]

[Wind howls]

[Howling continues]

Did you tell someone you were coming here?

-Coming here?

-You didn't tell anyone where you were?

-No.

Why?

[Door creaking]

[Door opens, lightning crashes]

[Door creaks, shuts]

[Keys jangling]

-I told you.

Those kids...

...all hours of the night.

[Wind howls]

[Electricity crackles]

-How far did you say the phone is?

-Too far in this weather.

[Crackling continues]

[Wind howls]

-Strange, isn't it?

That a sky can be clear one moment...

so furious the next.

[Distorted voices in distance]

[Radio static crackles, indistinct voices speaking]

-♪ Sleep-ta-a-a-lk♪

[Rattling]

-Strange.

[Ceiling creaking]

[Distorted voice in distance]

A tree branch must have blown into a power line.

That, or something's flooded.

Either way...

I think we'll be here for a while.

-What do you mean?

-If the power's out, it means the whole park's down,

which means the phone's probably down, as well.

Not much we can do if that's the case.

I'd volunteer to go check the main disconnect outside,

but I'm a bit scared to put on my boots.

-Oh, my God. I'm such an idiot.

I'm-I'm so sorry. I'll clean it up.

-It's all right. -I didn't mean to.

-It's okay.

I'm just messing with you.

You know, you can leave.

If you want to, you can go.

It really was just soup.

[Lightning crashes]

-Can we reset the circuit breaker from inside?

-Fuse box.

This is old wiring.

And we can try, but, like I said...

...I think you'll be here for a while.

You know, this reminds me of a time when I was a kid.

The power went off in our shack.

Dad was a vegetable -- stroke.

Mum was...wherever she went.

Dad and I shared a room.

So, all night long I didn't sleep.

I just laid and listened,

waiting for his ventilator battery to give out.

Pretty fucking scary as a kid.

Hold this for me.

[Lightning crashes]

Can you pass me a screwdriver?

Thanks.

[Groans]

Nothing's blown.

The whole park must be out.

-You're bleeding.

-What?

-Y-your back.

[Distorted voice in distance]

I-I'll go get you something.

[Thunder rumbles]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Gasps]

-[Humming "Sleepwalk"]

[Humming continues]

[Humming continues]

-I'd like to leave now.

-The gate's locked.

-I'll find a way out.

Thank you.

[Door creaking]

-I'll take you there when the weather lets up.

[Thunder rumbles]

I found a pack of cards.

I thought a game might help pass the time.

I only know one. It's called "Bullshit."

You played it?

-Did I drop an earring in here?

[Thunder rumbles]

-What?

-Did you take my earring?

-None of those are yours. -Then whose are they?

-I think you must be confused.

Why are you looking through my pills?

-I'm just trying to work out what is actually happening here.

-What do you think is happening here?

I've been with you the whole time. I haven't taken --

-I'd like to leave now.

-Let me get my jacket, then.

-By myself.

[Lightning crashes]

[Floorboards creaking]

I'll need the key for the door.

Because you locked it, didn't you?

When you thought someone else was here?

-Do you think I've locked you in here?

-Look.

Thank you so much for the shower

and the food and whatever, but...

I wanna go home, yeah?

-Home.

What a strange choice of words.

-Why?

-For a hotel.

So, you're a local, or you're a tourist.

Which is it?

What have I done to make you sad?

-Nothing. You haven't done anything.

-No, I want to know exactly where I went wrong.

I couldn't drive you. Is that it?

-No, that's not it. -I let you warm up.

I gave you food,

something to drink, somewhere to stay --

-Won't let you guilt me into staying.

Now let me the fuck out.

[Floorboards creaking]

-Amazing.

You know?

I find it interesting how you people...

-"You people"?

-...how you invite yourself into my life

and then act like I dragged you here.

Why? -I just want to --

-What makes you so special?

Who the fuck are you, anyway? Where did you come from?

What are you doing here? -Just want to get --

-What are you actually doing here tonight?

Can you tell me that?

-I just want the fucking key!

[Panting]

[Wind howls]

-It isn't locked.

You can go now.

[Howling continues]

[Lightning crashes]

[Wind howls]

[Door creaks, wind howls]

[Lightning crashes]

[Door closes]

[Lightning crashes]

I'd pour you another drink, but you haven't touched your first.

I have a nice pair of runners in the laundry,

if you're looking for somewhere to dump it.

[Both laugh]

All right.

Two aces.

-One 2.

-One 3.

-Two 4s.

-One 5.

My name's Patrick, by the way.

-Two 6s.

-You really do look familiar.

You sure we've never met before?

-I don't think so.

I'm sure we all start to look the same at some point.

-Who does? -Girls in bars.

-I don't follow.

-I'm just saying we all start to blend

into one another at some point.

We're not unique, like you said before.

We're all just outrunning something.

-I think you said that, actually.

-Three 7s.

-One 8.

So, what about you? You outrunning something?

-Probably... in some sense or another.

Nothing illegal,

although I can't promise the same

for a lot of my neighbors.

Nothing says "I'm in hiding"

more than misspelling your own fake name.

-Really?

-"Maria," spelled M-A-R-E-Y-A-H,

lives in the caravan by the front entrance.

She shares it with her boyfriend, "Camera,"

which I can only guess was an attempt

at the name Cameron or maybe Camaro, like the car.

[Both laugh]

They also share the last name "Park,"

which I'm pretty sure they borrowed from the sign

on the way down here.

-[Laughs]

-One 9.

So, how about you?

What are you hiding from?

-Well, I'm not a criminal, if that's what you're asking.

Uh...

Reality, probably.

Parts of myself I can't stand.

Hence, why I was five tequilas deep at the pub

before the rain hit.

Drink anymore, I'll probably misspell my own name, too.

-I thought you said you were at the beach.

-Sorry?

-You said you fell asleep at the beach before you ran here.

-Well, I did. I-I was.

[Thunder rumbles]

One 10. -Bullshit.

-Well... you won't trust me now.

-Oh, we're even then.

-How do you mean?

-I lied.

-I don't think you're supposed to tell me.

-That jumper you're wearing?

I told you an old girlfriend left it, but...

It actually belonged to my wife.

We met inside a petrol station.

Not the most romantic story, I know, but...

I was walking in to pay for my petrol.

I just see this mess...

all hair and mascara, sitting by the door.

She was completely pissed...

all by herself, crying and shivering.

She asked me for a packet of chips.

At first I thought she was homeless, but...

No.

Her clothes were clean, and her hair was...

...so pretty.

Long, dark hair.

She'd offended the guy behind the counter somehow.

He wouldn't serve her.

So, I went inside, paid for my petrol.

Came outside with two packets of chips and a bottle of Coke.

When she saw me, it was like I was...

Father Christmas, yeah?

We sat outside the petrol station and ate together,

until the attendant told us off.

The cheapest and most successful first date I've ever had.

-[Laughs]

-It's funny the things that draw you to a person.

For me, it wasn't the looks. It was...

well, that she was alone.

It's a rare thing to see beautiful people

by themselves like that.

The world normally suffocates them with loud friends

and followers, always swarming and fussing.

But she was alone...

...oblivious to the rarity that she is.

Was.

-Oh, shit. Sorry. I'll take this off.

-No, no.

I like to keep her things around the home still.

Little reminders, you know?

Sad, fucking, horrible reminders I can't stand to look at.

[Exhales]

I just haven't seen someone in that jumper since her.

To be honest, I haven't seen someone in my house since her.

[Thunder rumbles]

-How did she die?

-Overdose.

Can I tell you something without you taking it the wrong way?

I've enjoyed your company tonight,

and I mean that in no other way, now I've said it.

If you feel I've kept you here longer than needed...

well, it's purely for the conversation.

I don't get much of it anywhere else.

It's nice to pass the time with a stranger.

I like the way you see me now.

Brand-new...

...without all those other bits

that make a person complicated and ugly.

You know what I mean?

Now, I don't know where you came from tonight

or how you managed your way here.

But I know you've lied to me.

It's too late at night,

and we are too far from the beach for bare feet.

But I don't care.

For the first time in a long time, I feel...

awake.

So, thank you.

Storm or no storm,

I'll take you to the phone whenever you like.

-[Coughing, laughing]

[Floorboards creaking]

-Three jacks.

-You're lying.

-I thought we were beginning to trust each other

for a moment there.

[Thunder rumbles]

[Lightning crashes]

[Wind howls]

[Pounding, rattling]

Shit!

[Lightning crashes]

[Vehicle approaching]

[Lightning crashes]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Cellphone buzzing in distance]

[Buzzing]

[Buzzing]

[Lightning crashes]

[Wind howls]

[Wind howls]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Wind howls]

[Woman shouts in distance]

[Door opens]

-[Gasps]

-[Panting]

[Distorted voices in distance]

[Lightning crashes]

[Door closes]

[Lightning crashes]

[Lightning crashes]

[Lightning crashes]

-[Panting]

[Lightning crashes]

[Door opens]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Distorted voice in distance]

[Creaking in distance]

[Lightning crashes]

[Panting]

[Gasping]

Aah!

Aahhh! Aahhh! Aah!

-Aahhh!

[Lightning crashes]

-[Panting]

-[Whimpering]

Aah!

-[Grunting]

-Aahhh!

Help me! Please help!

Help!

Aah!

Help me!

Help me!

[Panting]

Aah! No!

Aah!

[Panting]

[Whimpering]

-Hey!

[Lightning crashes]

Open your mouth. Open it!

[Lightning crashes]

Swallow.

Swallow!

-[Gargling]

[Coughing]

[Coughing continues]

[Lightning crashes]

[Groaning]

[Yelling]

Aahhh!

Help me!

[Yelling]

Help me!

Aahhh!

[Crying]

[Panting]

[Lightning crashes]

-What are you doing...

...when my back's turned?

What are you thinking?

Are we playing these scenarios over and over?

I want you in my mind like a movie,

imagining what you girls must be feeling...

trying to understand you...

to understand this pattern that we're caught in.

I saw her outside the petrol station earlier tonight.

She asked me for a packet of chips.

I didn't say anything until she spoke to me.

Sheasked for food.

Shewanted a ride.

[Lightning crashes]

What am I meant to make of that?

And you, banging on my door at 2:00 a.m.,

begging to come in.

Strange.

So strange.

But this is not chance.

This is choice...

your choice.

And of all the doors and all the homes,

you knocked on mine tonight.

-What did you give me?

-The same thing she had.

-[Sighs]

[Panting]

[Lightning crashes]

[Whimpering]

-It's called GHB.

-Get away from me. I'm gonna be sick.

[Coughing, retching]

-.5 mils will make your head dizzy, your mouth dry.

-Three mils, your muscles shut down.

Six mils would kill a man in 20 minutes.

You've had 8.

-[Panting]

[Knife clangs]

[Lightning crashes]

-The first girl, I barely remember.

[Lightning crashes]

It was storming by the beach.

[Lightning crashes]

She knocked on my car door.

A tourist, I think.

She had this tattoo on her ribs.

-[Groans]

-Like a pulse line, a heartbeat.

I watched it fluttering.

And I watched it go still.

The faces I get confused, but...

the little details are harder to forget.

-[Moaning]

-I've waited for the sirens,

the flashing lights in my window.

But they haven't come.

And they never will.

Do you know what happens when I do exactly what I shouldn't?

-[Whimpers]

-I get rewarded.

-[Whimpers]

-Years I've kept myself away from it.

But here you are...

within the hour of another girl's expiry.

What strange, unnatural timing.

It makes you realize that we are totally alone.

And if anything's up there, it's not watching.

-I can't breathe.

-That bad behavior's a myth.

[Lightning crashes]

-[Straining] Please, God.

-God isn't real.

The only thing that comes close

is that little voice in your head.

-[Groaning]

-But if you can ignore it,

if you can put it aside, you can do anything you want.

[Lightning crashes]

If you can ignore it...

...you can ignore the voice of God.

-[Throat rattling]

[Rattling]

-That's all it is.

No plagues or illness.

[Lightning crashes]

No prison or fire.

-[Rattling]

-No consequences.

-[Rattling]

-Just a little voice.

-[Rattling]

[Rattling]

[Rattling]

[Lightning crashes]

[Rattling]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Floorboards creaking]

[Wind howls]

[Lightning crashes]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Radio static crackles]

[Crackling continues]

["Sleepwalk"playing]

-♪ Sleepwalk♪

♪ Instead of dreaming, I sleepwalk♪

♪ 'Cause I've lost you♪

♪ And now what am I to do?♪

♪ Can't believe that we're through♪

♪ Sleep-talk♪

♪ 'Cause I miss you, I sleep-talk♪

♪ While the memory of you lingers like a song♪

♪ Darling, I was so wrong♪

♪ The night fills my lonely place♪

♪ I see your face every night♪

♪ I know♪

♪ I want you so♪

♪ I still love you♪

♪ And it drives me insane♪

-[Panting]

[Panting]

[Panting]

-I'm sorry.

The weather, it's gone fucking crazy out there.

[Lightning crashes]

-[Panting]

-[Laughs]

-[Panting]

-What did you buy me?

-Aahhh!

-[Laughs]

-Aah! Aah!

[Wailing]

[Crying]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Panting]

[Panting]

Aahhh!

[Gasping, panting]

You know, this reminds me of something.

You know, this reminds me of a time when I was a kid.

Oh, fuck!

The power went off in our shack.

The power went off in our shack.

[Panting]

Dad and I shared a room.

I just laid and listened.

Waiting for his ventilator battery to give out.

[Gagging]

[Rattling]

[Panting]

Dad?

[Gasping]

[Distorted voices screaming]

Aah!

Aahhh!

Aahhh!

[Screaming]

[Lightning crashes]

[Panting]

[Floorboards creaking]

[Panting]

[Panting]

[Distorted voice in distance]

I saw her outside the petrol station earlier tonight.

I don't remember her face.

She asked me for a packet of chips.

Long, dark hair, friendly smile.

That's enough.

Don't think I'm a --

[Pounding on door]

[Panting]

[Dog barking]

[Pounding, barking continue]

[Pounding, barking continue]

[Man talking over police radio]

[Pounding stops]

[Man talking indistinctly over police radio]

[Patrick panting]

[Distorted voices in distance]

I'm paranoid.

Always worried someone's watching,

someone's followed me home.

I had to stretch on my couch.

I'm trapped again, but I couldn't sleep.

I'm tired. It's getting worse,

a spiral of rising, twisting, worrying. Shh!

Sleepwalk.

Every night I just sleepwalk.

[Distorted women's voices yelling in distance]

[Women's voices continue]

Aah!

Aah-aah!

[Women's voices continue]

When will I stop?

When will this feeling go away?

[Panting]

[Pounding on door]

[Panting]

No.

-I thought you wanted to be nothing.

-[Crying]

-New again. Like a baby.

[Wailing]

-Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink,

drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink,

drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink.

-You can't ignore it forever...

-Drink, drink, drink, drink.

-...the little voice.

[Pounding on door]

-Little voice, little voice, little voice, the little voice,

the little voice, the little voice,

the little voice,

the little voice, the little voice.

-[Gagging]

[Ceiling creaking]

-Drink up! Drink up!

-[Panting]

[Distorted voice on radio talking in distance]

[Voice continues]

[Insects chirping]

[Voice continues]

-It's gonna be chilly, so make sure...

[Pounding on door]

[Dog barks in distance]

[Man continues talking on radio]

-[Panting]

[Rock music plays on radio]

[Pounding on door]

[Door opening]

[Creaking]

[Insects chirping]

[Insects chirping]

-No! This is it.

[Boys talking indistinctly]

[Glass shatters]

-[Laughs]

-Got you, weirdo!

[Boys laugh]

-Fuckin' dickhead!

-That guy is such a...

[Door closes]

[Insects chirping]

[Insects chirping]

-[Laughs]

[Laughs]

[Insects chirping]

[Laughter continues]

[Coughing]

[Glass shatters]

[Thud]

[Insects chirping]

[Dog barks in distance]

[Chirping continues]

[Chirping continues]

[Chirping continues]

[Barking continues]

[Chirping continues]

[Chirping continues]

[Chirping continues]