Original subtitles

- (CRICKETS CHIRP) - (DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(BREATHES UNSTEADILY)

( INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

('SLEEP WALK' BY BETSY BRYE)

♪ Sleep walk

♪ Instead of dreaming, I sleepwalk

♪ 'Cause I lost you

♪ And now what am I to do?

♪ Can't believe that we're through... ♪

(SONG CONTINUES ON RADIO) ♪ Sleep talk

♪ 'Cause I miss you

- ♪ I sleep talk... ♪ - (MAN BREATHES EVENLY)

♪ While the memory of you lingers like a song

♪ Darling, I was so wrong

♪ The night fills my lonely place

♪ I see your face

♪ Spinning through my brain... ♪

(SONG CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(RAIN PATTERS)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(RAIN AND CREAKING INTENSIFY)

(THUNDER RUMBLES, RAIN PATTERS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(HEAVY POUNDING ON DOOR)

Go away.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(YELLS) I said fuck off!

WOMAN: Hello? Let me in, please!

(WOMAN POUNDS ON DOOR)

(POUNDS ON DOOR REPEATEDLY)

What?

WOMAN: Um, I'm sorry... Can I come in?

- (WIND WHISTLES) - (THUNDER BOOMS)

What for?

WOMAN: I just... I just really need a lift.

A lift?

WOMAN: A... a ride in your car. Just into town.

(SONG CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(PANTS)

Thanks.

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

Do you know what the time is?

No.

Give me a minute.

And shut the door, please.

(SONG CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(SWITCHES RADIO OFF)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(WIND ROARS)

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 o'clock in the morning.

You've had a big night?

I guess I have.

- (HOUSE CREAKS) - (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

MAN: 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.

That must be annoying.

They seem to find it funny.

I've never really gotten the joke.

(WATER BOILS)

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'll only take a minute.

Actually, if you've got a phone,

then maybe I can just call a car or...

It's no trouble.

Pass it here.

You been swimming?

Uh, yeah.

Strange time for that, don't you think?

I was at the beach earlier. I must've fallen asleep.

I'm always wrong place, wrong time.

The beach?

You ran here from the beach?

Yeah.

(KETTLE WHISTLES)

(KETTLE SWITCHES OFF)

Why don't you sit down for a minute?

- Oh, no, I really wasn't... - It's alright. Sit down.

You should give those knuckles a rest

after bashing my door down.

(CHUCKLES)

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(CHAIR SCRAPES)

MAN: You want a tea or something?

WOMAN: No, thanks.

I'll take a cigarette, though, if you've got one.

MAN: I don't, I'm afraid.

- (WIND GROANS) - (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

So it's OK if I use your phone?

I just need to call a car.

My accommodation isn't far from here.

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 tell me there's crocodiles.

Crocodiles?

No.

Hypothermia, maybe.

(DOOR RATTLES)

MAN: Although I have to admit...

...this thunderstorm is strange.

We normally get them in the hotter months.

Something about the humidity.

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 payphone.

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 12am

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 AFE.

Sounds like you've got some interesting neighbours.

Yeah, that's one way to describe 'em.

(THUNDER BOOMS)

Paranoid.

Like me, I suppose.

Like everyone who's old enough to have done

things in their life to feel paranoid about.

(SOFT SCREECHING)

(CHAIR SCRAPES FLOOR)

Well, thanks heaps for the towel and the change.

But I should probably get out of your way.

I... 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...

I really don't want to keep you.

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

Sorry.

Of course.

(THUNDER CRACKS)

I guess I should wait for my shirt to dry.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

Have you lived here long?

At the park?

Long time.

I grew up on the coast.

Lived in 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.

It's somewhat of a chronic condition of mine. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, well, I used to be an electrician.

I was alright at it too.

Right up until I stuck a screwdriver

into a live light socket.

They fired you for that?

Nah. Nah, I quit.

After something like that,

sticking screwdrivers where they actually belonged felt...

...uninspiring.

No-one tells you that.

How 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.

Where are you staying?

My house.

It isn't far from here.

Your house?

Hotel. (CHUCKLES)

Well, everything's a little far from here.

You've never been here before?

You have 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. The phone isn't going anywhere.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

MAN: Just that first door to the left.

- (HOUSE CREAKS) - (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(TAPS SQUEAK)

(SHOWER RUNS)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(SOFT FOOTSTEPS)

- (FLOOR CREAKS) - ( INHALES SHARPLY)

(WOMAN SIGHS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(DRAIN GURGLES)

(DISTURBING SOUNDSCAPE)

- (KNOCKING ON DOOR) - (MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

What?

(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(DOOR OPENS)

- (FLOOR CREAKS) - (DOOR CLOSES)

(MUFFLED SOUNDSCAPE)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(MAN HUMS 'SLEEP WALK')

(LIQUID BUBBLES)

(MAN CONTINUES HUMMING)

(WIND HOWLS)

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(CREAKS)

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. (CHUCKLES)

Just something to warm you up

while you wait for your shirt to dry.

Or catch fire, knowing that heater.

(CHUCKLES)

(WIND WHISTLES)

Are you married?

No.

That belonged to an old girlfriend.

You can keep it if you like.

How about you?

Married?

Engaged?

(WOMAN LAUGHS) Nah, definitely not.

I can barely look after myself

let alone worry about somebody else.

So you're a free spirit, then?

Free spirit. Yeah, I like that.

Makes all my life fuck-ups sound pretty.

(CHUCKLES)

Is that what brought you out here?

WOMAN: Out here?

I mean, in general.

Travelling alone, it seems...

Stupid?

I was gonna say lonely.

Nah, it is stupid.

It's what we all do.

Who?

Women like me.

We put ourselves in dumb situations

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

Sometimes it's like we're drawn

to unhappy endings, you know?

Like a population of fucking moths.

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(SOUP BUBBLES)

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

Hiding?

What makes you say that?

People move around and say it's for

a quieter neighbourhood or cheaper housing.

But really, you'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.

(SOUP SIZZLES)

You know, I have to say.

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

Some women just wanna blame everyone else

for their own bad decisions.

You alright?

Oh, yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just a little tired from work.

Work?

WOMAN: Oh, it's my fault.

I shouldn't have volunteered to lock up.

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

WOMAN: So...

...what were you up to tonight?

What do you mean?

WOMAN: I mean, before I got here.

Why weren't you asleep?

I don't sleep much.

WOMAN: Why not?

MAN: 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 malfunctions...

...like a scratched disc that skips,

illogically jumping backwards and forwards...

...and only playing back your least favourite scenes.

Nights become less about fantasy

and more about fear.

Endlessly late, always uneasy.

Where the before and after doesn't really matter

because the now is so...

...strangely convincing.

So you then try to avoid sleep altogether.

But 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.

You just wanna be nothing.

New again.

Like a baby.

So you can go back to the cartoons

you watched when you were young.

(WIND WHISTLES)

Is something wrong?

With your food.

Oh, no, it's just...

It's hot.

(DOOR RATTLES)

You said the gates are locked.

If they lock the park up at night...

...how did I get in?

I was gonna ask you the same thing.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

(LATCH CLICKS)

(MUFFLED SOBBING)

(WIND WHISTLES)

Did you tell someone you were coming here?

WOMAN: Coming here?

You didn't tell anyone where you were?

WOMAN: No.

Why?

(MUFFLED SOBBING)

- (DOOR OPENS) - (THUNDER CRACKS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(KEYS JINGLE)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

I told you. Those kids.

All hours of the night.

(WIND WHISTLES)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(MAN UNSCREWS BOTTLE CAP)

(ELECTRICITY BUZZES)

How far did you say the phone is?

MAN: Too far in this weather.

(ELECTRICITY BUZZES)

(CEILING CREAKS)

(MUFFLED MUMBLING)

Strange, isn't it?

How the sky can be clear one moment.

- (MUFFLED MUMBLING) - And so furious the next.

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

( INDISTINCT SPEECH ON RADIO)

(RADIO CRACKLES)

('SLEEP WALK' FLAYS ON RADIO)

♪ Sleep walk... ♪

(ELECTRICITY BUZZES)

(SILENCE)

(WOMAN EXHALES)

(FAINT SCRAPING)

(WOMAN BREATHES HEAVILY)

(PATRICK BREATHES HEAVILY)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Strange.

(CEILING CREAKS)

(MUFFLED MUMBLING)

(WIND HOWLS)

MAN: 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?

MAN: 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.

WOMAN: Oh, my God.

I'm... I'm such an idiot.

- I'm so sorry. I'll clean up. - It's alright.

- I didn't mean to. - It's OK.

(MAN CHUCKLES)

I'm just messing with you.

You know, you can leave.

If you want to.

You can go.

It really was just soup.

(THUNDER BOOMS)

Can we reset the circuit breaker from inside?

MAN: Fuse box.

This is old wiring.

We can try.

But like I said...

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

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

MAN: 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.

And Mum was...

...well, 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.

(MAN SIGHS)

Hold this for me.

(RAIN PATTERS)

(WOMAN SIGHS)

MAN: Could you pass me a screwdriver?

(MAN EXHALES)

MAN: Thanks.

(MAN GRUNTS)

(MAN SIGHS AND GRUNTS)

Nothing's blown.

- The whole park must be out. - You're bleeding.

What?

Your... your back.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

WOMAN: I'll... I'll go get you something.

(MUFFLED MUMBLING)

(SIGHS)

(OBJECTS RATTLE)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

(FRIGHTENING MUSIC)

(WOMAN GASPS)

(DISTANT THUNDER)

(MAN HUMS 'SLEEP WALK')

- (HOUSE CREAKS) - (MAN CONTINUES HUMMING)

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

(STOPS HUMMING)

WOMAN: I'd like to leave now.

MAN: The gate's locked.

I'll find a way out.

Thank you.

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

(MAN FLICKS CARDS)

MAN: 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?

- What? - Did you take my earring?

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

I think you must be confused.

Why were 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 anything.

I'd like to leave now.

Let me get my jacket, then.

WOMAN: By myself.

(DULL THUD)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

WOMAN: I'll need the key for the door.

'Cause you locked it, didn't you?

When you thought someone else was here.

MAN: Do you think I've locked you in here?

Look, thank you so much for the shower

and the food and whatever, but...

...I want to go home now.

MAN: Home?

What a strange choice of words.

- What? - For a hotel.

So you're a local or you're a tourist, which is it?

What have I done to make you so...

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 give you food, something to drink, somewhere to stay dry.

I'm not gonna let you guilt me into staying.

Now let me the fuck out.

(HOUSE CREAKS)

Amazing.

You know?

I find it interesting how you people do this.

You people?

How you invite yourself into my life

and then act like I dragged you here.

- Why? - I just want...

What makes you so special?

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

- I just want the key. - What are you doing here?

What are you actually doing here tonight?

Can you tell me that?

(SCREAMS) I just want the fucking key!

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(WOMAN WHIMPERS)

(WIND HOWLS)

It isn't locked.

You can go now.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(DOOR CREAKS)

- (WIND HOWLS) - (RAIN PATTERS)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(WIND HOWLS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(FLOORBOARDS CREAK)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

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.

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)Alright.

Two aces.

One two.

One three.

- Two fours. - One five.

My name's Patrick, by the way.

Two sixes.

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 sevens.

One eight.

So what about you?

Are you outrunning something?

Probably, in some sense or another.

Nothing illegal.

Although, I can't promise the same

for a lot of my neighbours.

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.

(LAUGHS)

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 in here.

(LAUGHS)

One nine.

So how about you?

What are you hiding from?

Hm, well, I'm not a criminal, if that's what you're asking.

Uh...

Reality, probably.

The parts of myself I can't stand.

Hence why I was five tequilas deep at the pub

before the rain hit.

Drink any more, I'd probably misspell my own name too.

I thought you said you were at the beach.

WOMAN: Sorry?

You said you fell asleep at the beach

before you ran here.

Oh, I... I did, I... I was.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

- One 10. - Bullshit.

Well, you won't trust me now.

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 outside a petrol station.

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

I was walking in to pay for my petrol

and 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.

(CHUCKLES)

Long dark hair.

(CHUCKLES)

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,

you know?

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 her looks, it was...

...was 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, don't.

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.

(SIGHS)

I just haven't seen someone in that jumper

since her.

To be honest, I haven't seen someone in my home 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 than how 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?

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

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.

(COUGHS AND LAUGHS)

(WOOD CREAKS AND KNOCKS)

- (CEILING CREAKS) - (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

(WIND WHISTLES)

Three jacks.

You're lying.

(SIGHS)

I thought we were beginning

to trust each other for a moment there.

(METAL SQUEAKS)

(RATTLING AND CREAKING)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(METAL CRASHES AND CREAKS)

(WIND HOWLS)

(METAL SCREECHES)

- (METAL SCREECHES) - (THUDDING)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

Shit!

(WIND HOWLS)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

- (DOOR OPENS) - ( INTENSE MUSIC)

(DOOR SLAMS)

(FOOTSTEPS CRUNCH OUTSIDE)

(FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE)

(FOOTSTEPS STOP)

(FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE)

(PHONE VIBRATES)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(UNEARTHLY SCREAMS IN DISTANCE)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

(DISTANT SCREAMING)

(WOMAN SCREAMS IN DISTANCE)

(WOMAN SCREAMS IN DISTANCE)

- (UNEARTHLY SCREAM) - (PATRICK GASPS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(WIND HOWLS)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

(DOOR OPENS)

(FRIGHTENING MUSIC)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(DISTANT SCREAMING)

(STIFLES BREATHING)

(UNEARTHLY SCREAMING)

- (WIND HOWLS) - (CHILLING MUSIC)

(DOOR SHUTS)

- (THUNDER BOOMS) - (RAIN PATTERS)

(THUNDER BOOMS)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

(FRIGHTENING MUSIC)

(GASPS)

(GASPS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

- (HIGH-PITCHED WHINE) - (HEARTBEAT THUDS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(HEARTBEAT THUDS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

(BREATH SIGHS)

- (HOUSE CREAKS) - (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(CREAKING)

(BREATHING SLOWS)

(WOMAN BREATHES SHAKILY)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(FOOTSTEP THUDS)

(WOMAN GASPS AND YELLS)

- (WOMAN SCREAMS) - (THUNDER CRACKS)

(PATRICK GRUNTS AND MOANS)

(PANTS)

(COUGHS)

(PATRICK BREATHES HEAVILY)

(WHIMPERS)

(YELLS)

No! (SCREAMS)

Help me! Help me!

Please help! Help!

(WAILS)

Help me! Help me!

(GRUNTS)

(PATRICK GROANS)

(BOTH PANT)

(GLASS CLINKS)

(GROANS)

Open your mouth. Open it!

(WOMAN GAGS)

PATRICK: Swallow. Swallow!

(GAGS AND COUGHS)

(CURTAIN RATTLES)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(GRUNTS)

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(GROANS)

(YELLS)

Help me!

(WHIMPERS)

(WAILS)

Help me!

(SCREAMING FADES)

(WOMAN SOBS)

(CURTAIN RATTLES)

(DARK MUSIC)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(RAIN POURS)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(LATCH SQUEAKS)

(WIND HOWLS)

(PATRICK'S VOICE) What are you doing...

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

...when my back's turned?

What are you thinking?

I replay these scenarios

over and over.

I watch 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.

She asked for food.

She wanted a ride.

What am I meant to make of that?

Of you...

...banging on my door at 2am,

begging to come in?

(PATRICK'S VOICE ECHOES) Strange.

(UNSETTLING DISTORTED MUSIC)

So strange.

But this is not chance.

This is choice.

(THUNDER CRACKS)

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.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(THUDDING)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)

- (HEARTBEAT THUDS) - (GASPS AND PANTS)

(DARK MUSIC BUILDS)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY AND WEEPS)

PATRICK: It's called GHB.

(WOMAN SOBS) Get away from me.

I'm gonna be sick.

(GAGS AND COUGHS)

PATRICK: 0.5 mils will make your head dizzy,

your mouth dry.

3 mils, your muscles shut down.

6 mils would kill a man in 20 minutes.

You've had 8.

(GRUNTS)

(PATRICK SIGHS)

(KNIFE CLATTERS)

(BREATHES SLOWLY)

(MURMURS WEAKLY)

PATRICK: The first girl, I barely remember.

(DISTANT THUNDER CRACKS)

It was storming by the beach.

She knocked on my car door.

A tourist, I think.

(WOMAN WHEEZES)

She had this tattoo on her ribs.

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.

(WHIMPERS SOFTLY)

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?

(MURMURS)

I get rewarded.

(WHEEZES)

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 realise that we are totally alone.

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

(GASPS) I can't breathe.

That bad behaviour is a myth.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(WOMAN BREATHES RAGGEDLY)

(WOMAN RASPS) Please, God...

PATRICK: God isn't real.

The only thing that comes close

is that little voice in your head.

(WHEEZES)

PATRICK: But if you can ignore it,

if you can put it aside...

...you can do anything you want.

If you can ignore it...

...you can ignore the voice of God.

(BREATHES WEAKLY)

PATRICK: That's all it is.

No plagues or illness.

No prison or fire.

No consequences.

Just a little voice.

(DISTANT THUNDER CRACKS)

(RAGGED WHEEZING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

- (MUSIC FADES) - (WHEEZING CEASES)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(SLOW BREATHS)

(RAIN PATTERS)

- (THUNDER RUMBLES) - (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

- (RADIO CRACKLES) - (SINGING WAVERS)

(STATIC ON RADIO)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(DISTORTED THUNDER BUILDS AND CRACKS)

(MUTED AUDIO)

( INHALES AND EXHALES SLOWLY)

(WIND WHISTLES FAINTLY IN DISTANCE)

(STATIC BUZZES)

('SLEEP WALK' FLAYS INTERMITTENTLY)

(RECEPTION CRACKLES AND DIES)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(STATIC BUZZES)

('SLEEP WALK' PLAYS BRIEFLY)

('SLEEP WALK' PLAYS)

♪ Sleep walk

♪ Instead of dreaming, I...

♪ Sleepwalk

♪ 'Cause I lost you

♪ And now what am I to do?

♪ Can't believe that we're through... ♪

(RAIN DRUMS)

♪ Sleep talk

- ♪ 'Cause I miss you... ♪ - (THUNDER POPS FAINTLY)

♪ I sleep talk

♪ While the memory of you

- ♪ Lingers like a song... ♪ - (DISTANT THUNDER)

♪ Darling, I was so wrong... ♪

(MUSIC WAVERS)

♪ The night fills my lonely place

♪ I see your face

♪ Spin through my brain... ♪

(SOFT BREATHING)

♪ I know I want you so

♪ I still love you

♪ And it drives me insane... ♪

(MUSIC DISTORTS AND ECHOES)

(PATRICK BREATHES SHAKILY)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(GASPS)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(VOICE ECHOES) I'm sorry.

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

- (THUNDER CRACKS) - (GASPS)

(WOMAN LAUGHS)

What did you buy me?

(SCREAMS)

(CHUCKLES)

(YELLS AND MOANS)

(LAUGHTER ECHOES)

(SOBS)

(WOMEN'S LAUGHTER OVERLAPS AND ECHOES)

(THUNDER CRACKS AND RUMBLES)

(HYPERVENTILATES)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

- (YELPS) - (SQUELCHING)

- (PATRICK SCREAMS) - (THUD!)

(PATRICK WHEEZES AND GASPS)

(PATRICK'S VOICE ECHOES) Now, this reminds me of something.

(MOANING AND CRUNCHING)

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

(PATRICK PANTS) What the fuck?

PATRICK’S VOICE: The power went off in our shack...

...the power went off in our shack...

(THUD!)

(PATRICK BREATHES SHAKILY)

(AIR HISSES AND WHOOSHES SLOWLY)

(VOICE WHISPERS) Dad and I shared a room.

(SLOW, HEAVY BREATHS)

I just laid and listened...

(WHEEZING BREATHS)

...waiting for his ventilator battery to give out.

(GASPING AND CHOKING)

(VENTILATOR HISSES)

(SLOW EXHALATION)

(SHARP BREATHS)

PATRICK: Dad?

(RASPING INHALATION)

(VOICES SCREAM AND ECHO)

Arggh!

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(SCREAMS)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(HIGH-PITCHED SCREECHING)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SLOW CREAKING)

(FOOTSTEPS THUD SOFTLY)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(WOMEN BREATHE SOFTLY)

(PATRICK WHIMPERS)

(WOMEN BREATHE LOUDLY)

PATRICK: Oh, no...

(WOMEN BREATHE LOUDLY)

(PATRICK EXHALES)

(BREATHING QUIETENS)

(PATRICK PANTS)

(PATRICK'S VOICE ECHOES) I saw her outside

the petrol station earlier tonight...

(VOICE FADES AND OVERLAPS)

...I don't remember her face.

She asked me for a packet of chips...

I remember details,

long dark hair, friendly smile...

(SHARPLY)That's enough.

(FABRIC RUSTLES)

Don't think on it.

- (HEAVING POUNDING ON DOOR) - (DOG BARKS LOUDLY)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(DOG BARKS)

(PATRICK BREATHES RAPIDLY)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(MUFFLED CHATTER ON TWO-WAY RADIO)

- (DOG BARKS) - (RADIO BLIPS)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(POUNDING STOPS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(MUFFLED CHATTER ON TWO-WAY)

(PATRICK BREATHES SHARPLY)

(HOUSE CREAKS)

(WIND HOWLS)

PATRICK'S VOICE: I'm paranoid,

always worried someone's watching,

someone's followed me home...

...a distraction I can't shake,

taking up all the space in my brain.

- I dreamt again... - (VOICE OVERLAPS INDISTINCTLY)

...spiralling, racing,

twisting, worrying...

Shh! Sleepwalk.

(HOUSE CREAKS)

Every night, I just sleepwalk.

(WOMEN'S VOICES SCREAM REPEATEDLY)

(PATRICK GASPS AND WAILS) No! No! No!

(WOMEN'S VOICES SCREAM AND ECHO)

(PATRICK SOBS)

(PATRICK'S VOICE ECHOES) When will this stop?

When will this feeling go away?

(SOBBING AND SCREAMING OVERLAP)

('SLEEP WALK' PLAYS BRIEFLY)

(WHIMPERS AND SOBS)

(HEAVY POUNDING ON DOOR)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(BOTTLE SCRAPES)

No, no...

I thought you wanted to be nothing.

(WEEPS)

(VOICE ECHOES) New again, like a...

Like a baby.

...like a baby...

(WAILS)

(OVERLAPPING CRIES)

(WHIMPERS)

No.

(WOMEN'S VOICES CHANT) Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

- (DARK MUSIC) - (CHANTING CONTINUES)

(PATRICK'S VOICE ECHOES) You can't ignore it forever.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

The little voice.

(HEAVY POUNDING)

(WOMEN'S VOICES RISE) ..the little voice...

...the little voice, the little voice,

the little voice, the little voice...

The little voice! The little voice!

The little voice!

The little voice! The little voice!

(WOMEN SCREAM) The little voice!

(GASPS)

(MOANS)

(GULPS)

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(CREAKING AND CRACKING)

(LOUD CRACKING)

(WOMEN SCREAM)

- (BOTTLE THUDS) - (PATRICK BREATHES SHAKILY)

( INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(STEADY DRIPPING)

( INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES ON RADIO)

( INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES ON RADIO)

(CRICKETS CHIRP)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(FLOORBOARDS CREAK)

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY ON RADIO)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(MUSIC CONTINUES ON RADIO)

(DOOR OPENS)

(CRICKETS CHIRP)

(DOOR SQUEAKS)

(KIDS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

(RUSTLING)

- (KID EXCLAIMS) - (GLASS SHATTERS)

- (KIDS LAUGH) - KID: Gotcha, weirdo!

KID 2: Fuckin' dickhead!

(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS IN DISTANCE)

(EXHALES SLOWLY)

(SOFT CLINK)

(UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES ON RADIO)

(CRICKETS CHIRP)

(CHUCKLES BREATHLESSLY)

(LAUGHS WHEEZILY)

Huh...

(LAUGHS)

(FOOTSTEPS THUD)

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

(DOOR THUDS)

(LAUGHTER ECHOES IN DISTANCE)

(THUMPING)

(GLASS CLATTERS)

(HEAVY THUD)

( INSECTS CHIRP SOFTLY)