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-When you said middle of nowhere, you weren't kidding.

-It's not much further. -Wow, it's so

beautiful out here.

-Yeah, that's why my dad bought the place.

It's on 10 acres. No one around for miles.

-I told you we should have gone to Aspen.

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[Vehicle approaching]

[Brakes squeal]

[Car doors closing]

-Thanks. Keep the change.

[Vehicle departing]

[Lock beeps, door opens]

[Birds chirping]

-[Sighs]

-This is your house?

-Well, my dad's technically.

-Bling. This place is B-L-I-N-G.

-It's really nice. -What time is this

once-in-a-lifetime meteor shower?

-Oh, it's supposed to be like 10:00, I think.

-Sick. This is going to be amazing.

-Oh, God, I wish I could get out here more often.

-This is fire! 100k likes here we come!

-Christ.

Deidre...is just...

really different.

-Yeah, I know.

-Wow.

-Check out this motherfucking piscina.

This will be sick for my photo shoot.

[Camera shutter clicking]

-[Chuckles]

-What's up, guys? We're here.

We made it. It's going to be amazing.

We're staying in this really cool house

in the middle of fucking nowhere.

It's 3:30 or something like that.

The sun is shining

and it's seven hours countdown to the meteor shower

storm...thing.

Live stream. -D, don't.

-Here we are with that Yoga with Heather 97.

Check her out.

Follow her for your spiritual fix.

-Namaste. -[Chuckles]

Check out this bed. Whoo!

And Charlotte. She's not on social media.

She doesn't believe in it. It's not her thing.

And that's fine.

But this? This is not fine.

Check this out.

Retro!

See it and believe it, people, because it's true.

Some people are living there. Stone Age best lives.

She's hot, though. Geek hot, but hot.

Hit her up.

Wait, no, you can't, because what?

No social media?

So send her a letter, a telegram,

a smoke signal or DM me and I'll hook you up.

Squad goals.

Three hot babes stargazing.

We're here to party -- Whoo! --

and watch the biggest shooting star event

since the dinosaurs checked out.

[Chuckles] Alright, that's D.

-Deidre, what the fuck? -What?

You'll get likes. I'm telling you, mucholikes.

Geek hot is so far at the moment.

-I don't want likes. -[Chuckles] What?

You're crazy. Shit, girl. You need some.

-Yeah? It's really invasive.

-[Sighs]

-Guys, it's been way too long. I'm so glad we did this.

-Me too. I love the pet store,

but I really needed a couple of days off.

[Upbeat music playing softly on radio]

[Insects chirping]

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-I really need to get laid, guys.

It's been a while.

-Yeah, I feel you.

-You got any hot friends out here?

-Mnh-mnh. No chance.

Never met anyone out here my age.

-Nothing.

Nothing.

Literally no one around.

Oh, apart from this guy.

-Hmm.

An actual cowboy.

You'd make a lovely couple.

-Oh, please. [Chuckles]

And that's it.

No sex this weekend.

-You ever seen a meteor shower before?

-Mm-hmm. Once in Costa Rica.

It was amazing, guys.

-That when you met Phillip?

-Mm-hmm.

-How's that going anyway?

-Good. Okay.

He's teaching a yoga retreat in Colorado this weekend.

-Is he watching the meteor shower, too?

-Yeah, they're doing like a whole ceremony thing.

Have you heard from Schoze?

-Not since we got here. His loss.

He's probably fucking Candace this weekend.

He's only interested because she's got like

a million followers.

[Exhales sharply]

Schoze will screw anyone for a shout-out.

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-Fuck him.

And fuck Candace.

You're building a makeup line.

-Oh, you guys,

I finally got the name.

-Yeah? What is it?

-I'm D, and I'm fine, and it defines.

-Huh? I don't get it.

-I'm D, and I'm fine,

and it defines.

-That's awesome.

-I know.

-[Laughs]

-[Laughs]

-What?

[Chuckles] What?

[Laughter]

Gimme.

[Insects chirping]

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-Wow!

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-Beautiful.

-Ugh. Fuck me.

Goddamn piece of shit.

What's a girl got to do to get a goddamn signal?

-Whoa!

-Amazing.

-That one was huge. -Motherfucker.

Fucking signal's fucked. Fucking live stream, fuck you.

-Deidre, you're missing it.

-I've got no signal, either.

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-Wow.

Is it supposed to do that?

-I guess. I mean, it is

a once-in-a-lifetime meteor shower.

-Unbelievable.

Here we are watching the event of a lifetime,

and I cannot get a goddamn signal.

Whoa.

-Is it supposed to do that?

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Wow.

-Wow.

-Beautiful.

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-Margaritas. Nice.

-Cheers.

-[Sighs]

I've turned the Wi-Fi on and off

like a thousand times.

Still can't get any signal.

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Whoa, that's...strong.

-Ugh.

-Whew!

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-It's just like old times.

You remember when we went camping in school?

-I fucking hate camping. -[Chuckles]

Yeah, especially when D tells you stories

about killer bears who only ate children.

-Oh, my God. I remember. Fucking terrifying.

I was so scared. -Yeah, me too.

I mean, I didn't leave the window open until I was,

like, 13. -Get a grip.

-Seriously. -I mean, you were pretty mean.

-Is it my fault you're both a couple of little babies?

Remember that time you got your head beaten in

by that fat bitch, Jennifer Hopkins?

Saved your ass then, no?

-Yeah, you did.

-Yeah.

You were pretty mean, though.

-Tough. Not mean.

And cute.

Very cute.

You know, you can't just let people walk all over you.

Shit, you got to have a mean side

or how are you going to survive?

You're not.

You know, it happens to pussies?

No?

They get fucked.

[Whoosh, splash] What the holy fuck?!

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-Oh, my God.

[Bubbling]

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Where the fuck that come from?

-Oh, my God.

It's leaking.

-What? Shit! Get out of the pool.

My dad's going to fucking kill me.

-What the fuck is it?

-Maybe it's a meteor.

-D, please help me with this. -Right.

-Just get it out. Get it out!

-Okay, hon, chill. -My God. Get it out.

-You got it? -Oh, my God.

-You got it?

-Yeah. I think so.

-Okay. -On the towels.

On the towels! Oh, my God! The decking!

Oh, my God, is the decking okay?

Tell me it's okay. It's okay.

It's not staining. -It's not?

-No. Look. See?

It's okay, honey.

-What is it? -Looks too soft to be a meteor.

I don't know.

-Oh, my God. It stinks.

It stinks of ass. Oh, my God, that is so bad.

-But what is it?

-I think it's...

shit.

I think God took a shit in your pool, Heather.

-That's not funny. -No, but seriously,

it's shit from a plane.

You know, they freeze all the passenger shit in planes

and then drop it at once it's full?

Schoze knew this one guy

who was eating a sandwich in his kitchen,

and then one day a giant block of frozen shit

the size of a refrigerator

fell through his roof and killed him.

-I don't think they do that, D. -What do you know?

You don't even Google.

Well, what do youthink it is?

-Oh, my God. It's got a little face.

I think it's...an animal.

-What kind of animal? -I don't know.

It's...It's kind of balled up like an

armadillo or something,

I-I'm not sure.

-Well, whatever it is, it's fucking dead.

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Oh.

Oh, my God, un-fucking-believable.

This is content gold.

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[Footsteps approaching]

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-Don't think it's an armadillo.

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-Thanks.

-I'm okay. -Drink it.

For your nerves.

-[Exhales sharply] -I want it out of here.

I can still smell it.

-It could be a bear made with an armadillo.

-What? And taught itself to fly?

-Oh, yeah. -What are we gonna do with it?

I mean, how are we going to get rid of it?

-I don't know. Stick it in the trash?

-Oh, my God.

-We could bury it...

under a tree or something.

-What? No!

It's got to go.

-Come on, babe.

Let's get you off to bed.

-Charles? -Hmm?

Oh, I'm going to stay up for a little while.

-Okay.

Stay away from it.

It could have a disease or something disease.

-Disease? -No. No diseases.

[Indistinct]

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[Birds chirping]

-Hey.

-Morning.

-You sleep okay? -Mm.

[Yawns]

-Uh...

I'm sorry about last night.

I was just a bit...

-Oh, it's fine. It's your dad's place.

You don't want it to get fucked up.

We get it. -You're the best, Charles.

Thanks. -Oh.

Oh, my gosh, my head.

I am not used to tequila. -Me neither.

-Jesus Christ.

It just died. -So weird.

-I'm actually freaking out right now.

Don't you have a landline?

We could call a cab and go into town.

-People don't use landlines anymore.

-What about yours? -It's in the bedroom.

-Can you get it?

-Uh...

-Do you have signal?

-Yeah.

Oh, wait. What the...?

-What's happened?

-I don't know. It just sort of...

-Shit.

-I mean, it is kind of old. I was meaning to get a new one.

-Great. That's just great.

How am I going to post the photo shoot?

-Maybe it's magnets and the meteor shower.

There was this thing called the Carrington Event

in, like, the 1850s, like a geomagnetic storm

that knocked out all the radio waves around the world.

-Magnets in the meteor shower?

Magnetic storms? Where do you get this stuff?

-Mm. Books, newspapers.

-People are going to think I'm dead, like I've died.

-They won't. -They will.

They'll post about it everywhere.

Then my mom will see it.

She'll get freaked out and then she'll kill herself.

-Shit, D. It's only been like 24 hours.

-24 hours is like a lifetime on the Internet.

I've got sponsors.

I don't post, I don't get paid.

Fuck it. I'm done. It's over.

I'm over. "Hashtag dead."

-What about the thing?

-Shit. -I totally forgot.

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-Where is it? -I don't know.

-Maybe it can fly.

-Is it really gone?

-Where the fuck is it?

Wait here.

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-Hey.

It'll be okay.

We can clean this up. No problem.

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-Careful, it's my dad.

-Just be on the safe side.

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[Birds squawking in distance]

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Animals must have dragged it.

-What animals?

-Coyotes maybe.

-Coyotes? -They're not dangerous.

Not really. [Insects buzzing]

-God, it's disgusting.

-My God, what the fuck? It stinks worse than yesterday.

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-Where's its shell gone?

-That's what you're worried about?

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-Hi. -Jesus Christ.

-I'm Brett.

I'm here to do the garden.

-Oh, great. You work for my dad.

My dad.

-I don't know your dad. Agency booked my brother.

He got sick.

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-Go on.

Ask him.

-Ask him what?

-The thing?

Oh, my God. He can take it away.

-Oh, my God, great idea.

Hi.

-Got some shit on you?

-Oh, we had an accident.

A thing. An animal.

Um, a dead armadillo or like a bear thing fell on our pool.

-Oh, yeah?

-Ugh, it's still sort of here, like, dead just over there.

-A dead armadillo? -Right.

Well, we were wondering maybe that you --

-Listen, I'm just coming for my brother.

Dead armadillo is...

That's, like, another department.

-I mean, we could give you some money to take it away.

It would be really helpful.

-How much?

It don't look like no armadillo.

-Oh.

-Oh.

It stinks like ass.

-$150 and a download link to the photos.

-You really are models?

-Of course we are, Brett.

-Nah, that's bullshit. Deal's off.

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-I can just send you the ones of me.

-There's way hotter on the Internet.

-What the fuck? -[Chuckles]

-Okay? A $150 in cash

and then we'll just transfer you the rest

when our phones are fixed.

-Do I look like an idiot to you?

-No!

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Please? We really need your help.

-There is one thing.

-Unbelievable.

Okay, let's get this over with.

One quick kiss.

-With tongues. -No, Brett. No tongues.

No hands. One kiss. That's it.

You break the rules, you're gonna get punched in the face.

Okay?

-Okay. Fine.

-How old are you, anyway?

-15.

And two months.

-[Sighs] Fuck my life.

[Sighs] -Ready?

-Ready, Brett.

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-Okay, I'll go get the bear.

-Okay, so that's $50 a piece.

-I don't have $50. -I got you, Charles.

Anything to get rid of that thing and get my phone fixed.

Here.

-So, once Brett gets rid of the dead thing,

here's the plan.

Quick trip to town. Fix the phones.

Grab a juice, cab back then,

it's D-Fine photoshoot time.

-I don't really wanna -- -You're gonna love it, Charles.

I'm telling you it's going to be fun.

-But I -- -Charles, you only put $7

into the get rid of the ass-stinking dead bear fund,

so please. -But I --

I kissed the, you know...

...child.

-Didn't seem like too much of a chore, hon.

-Hmm? [Laughter]

-Looked pretty hot from where we're standing.

-What the fuck, D?

-You should definitely ask him for his number.

-Definitely. Hot. -Oh, my God. Fine.

I'll do the damned shoot.

-This is going to be excellent.

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-Fuck.

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-Charles, any requests? -Just that we get it over with

fairly quickly. -Oh, please,

you're going to love it.

I'll get the products.

-Heather.

[Camera shutter clicking]

[Insects buzzing]

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-[Sighs] Fuck.

Fucking thing.

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[Creature screeches]

-What the fuck?

-Brett!

Brett!

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[Creature chittering weakly]

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-Oh, my fucking God.

-No way.

We have to.

-No. -Heather?

-I don't care what Heather says.

I'm not letting you kill an innocent animal.

-It's sick. It's already dying. -Fucking Brett.

What are we going to do now?

How are we gonna get rid of that thing?

My dad's gonna fucking kill me, and my phone is still

not working. -Your dad cannot blame you

for a crash-landing armadillo.

-No, it's definitely not an armadillo.

-Well, whatever it is, killing it is the kind of thing.

-With what? -I don't know.

This bat or poison?

-You can't go around killing things, D.

-Of course you can.

People shoot sick horses and dogs all the time, no?

-People don't shoot sick dogs, D.

We don't even know if it's dying.

-Oh, come on. It's so is. Heather?

-Hmm? -We put it out of its misery,

no? -You wantto kill it!

-Don't be ridiculous.

-You're a psychopath. Heather?

-you're a little baby. Heather? We kill it, no?

-What? Don't look at me. I don't want to decide.

But can you please put that thing away?

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[Creature gasping]

-I told you it was dying.

-Hey, little guy.

-Charlotte, be careful.

-Doesn't look well.

-Like I said -- -We're not killing it, D!

It would be really bad karma. -Jesus Christ.

-Okay, okay. How about this?

We drag it away from the house, at least,

leave it under a bush or something.

-I guess. I mean, in the shade, it might get better.

We can leave it a bowl of water.

-Sure.

-Fine.

You're both so lame.

[Creature gasps]

-Poor thing.

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[All breathing heavily]

-Shit, that motherfucker is heavy.

-I feel really dizzy.

-I'm going to go and get it a bowl of water.

-Can we have some fun now, please?

We came here to have a good time, no?

Not drag some stinking dying bear around in the blazing heat.

Shit.

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-♪ No shoes, no whip, no bag ♪

♪ Every time you see her, she bad, she bad ♪

♪ Get money, new purse ♪

♪ Shit, that girl go to work ♪

♪ That girl go to work ♪

♪ That girl go to work ♪

♪ Girl go to work ♪

♪ That girl go to work ♪

♪ Girl go to work ♪

♪ That girl go to work ♪

♪ Girl go to work ♪

♪ That girl go to work ♪

-♪ Early in the morning ♪

♪ Niggas know I'm in my zone and ♪

♪ I'm about to go to work, pull up in somethin' foreign ♪

♪ Make a nigga drop four in ♪

♪ Pull off like "skrrt," niggas know I been scorin' ♪

♪ Kick game like Jordan ♪

♪ Bitch, I get 'em all first, grilling me like Foreman ♪

♪ I ain't even gotta phone in ♪

♪ I'm a boss, there's perks ♪

♪ Huh, and I ain't into hype beast ♪

♪ Last nigga that I loved was a crisis ♪

♪ Mama always said never ever trust a Pisces ♪

♪ He was broke, I'm all about the posse, ah ♪

♪ Work for it, rehearse for it ♪

♪ Get a beat, tell a nigga throw a hearse on it ♪

♪ For all that, these niggas wanna thirst for it ♪

♪ Just imagine if I twerked for it ♪

[Music distorts, fades]

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[Laughter]

[Indistinct whispering]

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[Creature shrieking in distance]

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-[Sighs]

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Oh, my God.

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Heather. -Huh? Huh?

-Heather. -What? No.

The decking.

-Heather, wake up. -Huh?

Charlotte.

What's going on? I'm asleep.

-The thing, the bear thing...

it's crying. -Huh? What?

-Come see it.

-For fuck's sake, Charles, go back to sleep!

-Okay, buddy.

We can do is.

Whoa. Maybe I'm still stoned, but you seem lighter.

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Hey, little guy.

Are you hungry?

[Creature chitters]

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You were hungry.

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[Birds chirping]

[Creature snoring in distance]

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-Ugh! [Gasps]

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What the fuck have you done?

-Oh, hey, D.

-Don't "Oh, hey, D" me.

I got two questions for you.

One, what is that piss-leaking dog rat doing in the house?

And two, where's my motherfucking shake?

-What? What's going on? Shake?

-[Growls] -[Sighs]

-How did you even carry it? -I don't know. Seemed lighter.

-Get it out of my house.

-It was crying.

I couldn't just leave it -- -Out.

-Okay.

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[Creature shrieking]

-Oh, my God!

-I can't move it.

It's stuck its claws in.

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[Shrieking stops]

-[Sighs]

-It was crying.

-It was crying?

Let me break this down for you, Charlotte.

We're in the middle of fucking nowhere.

There is an animal -- I don't know what it is,

I don't know where it's from. You brought it into her house.

You fed it my protein shake. Here's what's going to happen.

You're going to hitch your little ass back into town,

find a vet or an animal wrangler man,

get him to come down here

and get that thing out of the goddamn house

before we all get rabies or Ebola or both.

Okay?

-Yeah. Okay.

-Now, I'm going back to bed.

Do not wake me up until it's gone.

And take the goddamn phones and get them fixed too.

-This is not what our weekend was supposed to be like --

running around trying to deal with a dead bear.

It's not cool, not cool at all.

-I'm sorry.

It's just it was -- -I know.

Crying.

-I was a bit high too.

-Okay.

But just don't ever, ever, ever, ever,

ever pull some shit like this ever fucking again.

[Sighs]

Okay, I know.

My dad is a buggy in the garage.

The nearest neighbor is this weird old lady called Edna.

We can drive down to Edna's and see if she'll give us

a ride into town.

We can kind of vet. Or Wrangler man or whatever.

Get my phone fixed. Get rid of that creature.

Grab a latte, and get back to chill mode.

We're calm.

I'm calm.

-That's a good plan.

-Now, I don't know how reliable this is,

but I'm sure it'll get us Edna's and back.

-Really? -Mm.

[Engine sputters]

Told you.

[Engine sputters]

[Sighs]

[Engine sputters, starts]

[Creature chittering in distance]

-[Sighs]

[Groans]

[Exhales sharply]

You motherfucker.

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[Creature chittering]

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Hey, little guy.

Thirsty?

[Creature squawks]

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[Glass shatters]

-There.

[Insects chirping]

-Wow.

She lives out here all on her own?

-Mm-hmm. -Cool.

-She's a bit eccentric.

Like, she's into some weird science shit.

It's cool, though. She's definitely cool.

And she gave me some weed last summer.

-Nice. -Mm-hmm.

That's strange. -What?

-She's got this big dog who normally goes crazy

when anyone comes by.

Miss Brunel?

Miss Brunel...?

Miss Brunel?

-Wow! -I told you.

Nothing.

-What is all this stuff?

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-Okay, let's get out of here.

-What about getting into town?

-I don't know.

I'll leave her a note in case she comes back.

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-That's weird. -What?

-Isn't that yesterday? The night of the meteor shower?

-Mm-hmm.

-Strange.

-How so? -I don't know, it's just

really highlighted like a lot.

-Well, maybe it was her birthday.

-Maybe.

-Okay, let's go.

Charles, come on.

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[Door closes]

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You want the bad news or the bad news?

D?

-Huh? -Edna wasn't there.

We couldn't get to town.

-Shit.

That's bad.

-D.

-Hmm?

-You okay, babe?

-Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah.

Of course. Just a bit stoned.

-Yeah, um, we couldn't get the vet.

-And the phones are still fucked.

-It's okay.

Don't worry about it.

-How are we going to get that thing out of the goddamn house?

-Shit. I'm with red on that one.

-Huh?

-[Exhales sharply] Not my department.

-Right. Okay.

Good. Great.

-It is kind of cute, actually.

-Do you want me to try and move it again?

-Yeah. Wait, wait, wait.

Actually, I can't take any more of it screaming.

My nerves already shot to shit.

If it damages anything in this house, Charlotte --

-I will pay for it, I swear.

-With what, Charles? With that?

-I can make lunch. Do you want some lunch?

And I can clean. -Un-fucking-believable.

Okay, fine. Make some lunch before I lose my fucking mind.

-I'm sorry, Heather.

[Creature snoring]

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-Mmm!

That's good.

Mmm.

Mmm! So good.

-Hungry?

-Huh? -Nothing.

-You gonna eat that?

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

Mmm.

[Sighs]

What?

Oh, I feel amazing.

Must be the fresh air.

Do you guys want to work out in a bit?

-It's, um, it's a little hot at the moment.

No? -I'm good.

-Suit yourselves.

-What the fuck? -I know.

I really hope she's not having another breakdown.

Like, I remember when she split up with James?

Same thing.

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-She's totally flipped.

-Maybe it's the come down?

[Creature shrieks] For fuck's sake!

Oh, my God, and it smells so bad.

-Maybe we could give it a bath.

-I mean, if you can move it without it

tearing a hole in the rug.

-I just think it didn't want to go back outside.

-You know what, Charlotte? Be my guest.

Please, give the fucking hyena a bath,

because you know what?

This weekend literally cannot get any weirder.

-[Sighs]

[Creature chitters]

[Insects chirping]

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-[Sighs]

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[Squelching]

[Creature shrieking]

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[Deidre moaning]

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[Deidre sighs]

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-[Exhales slowly]

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[Squelching]

[Groaning softly]

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-[Gasps]

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[Woman shrieking]

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-[Gasps]

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-[Sighs]

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-[Laughs]

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[Laughs]

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-[Laughs]

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[Birds chirping]

-[Sighs]

[Sighs]

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Hey. Where's the...?

-We put him in my room.

-You did...what?

-It's more comfortable than the sofa.

-Huh.

-Nice day again.

-It really is.

-[Laughs]

-[Laughs]

-On the smokes already?

Hey, look. What time are we leaving?

-The phones aren't working.

Can't call a cab.

-I have to get back for work tomorrow.

[Both laugh]

-Stoned out of your minds.

Jesus Christ.

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[Creature hisses]

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I need to leave. Today.

-The phones are not working, Charlotte.

What do you want to do? -There's the buggy.

-It's not going to get us back to town, though, is it?

-Don't you have to get back for, like, work?

-Chill, Charles.

One more day here.

It's hardly a prison sentence.

-I'll lose my job, D.

-You can do so much better, though, really.

-Sure. Okay, but...

Are you really just going to lie here all day?

Wait for someone to come by?

That's the big plan?

Fuck it. I'm going back to the cabin.

-What the hell for? -I don't know.

Check the truck.

There might be keys in there. Heather.

-Huh? -Can I take the buggy?

-Knock yourself out, kid. -Great.

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[Birds cawing]

Shit.

Mrs. Brunel?

Hello?

[Clattering]

[Electronic warbling, static]

[Warbling, static stop]

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The fuck...?

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[Wind whistling]

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[Birds cawing]

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[Gasps]

[Insects buzzing]

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-[Breathing heavily]

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-[Groans]

[Breathing heavily]

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[Groaning]

[Screams]

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[Exhales sharply]

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[Sighs]

[Hums]

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-[Exhales shakily]

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She's dead -- Edna.

Something is wrong. We have to get out of here.

D! -Yeah, I heard you.

She's what?

-She's killed herself.

-Shit. That's fucked up.

-I saw these drawings, these diagrams and stuff.

Heather, Edna...she's dead.

-It's terrible.

-God is so fucked.

-We need to leave.

That thing...

it's not safe.

-What's it got to do with him?

-Okay. I saw...

I saw a drawing.

-A drawing?

-Yeah.

-Once the phones are working, we'll call someone for help.

-Yeah, definitely.

God.

It's so sad.

-It's really sad.

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-[Exhales shakily]

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[Creature breathing]

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What are you?

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[Creature growls]

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-[Gasps]

[Groans]

[Squelching]

[Gasps]

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[Creature chitters]

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-[Screams]

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-[Breathing heavily]

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[Creature shrieks]

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-[Gasping]

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What the fuck is it?!

[Breathing heavily]

-You went in the room.

-What the fuck is it?

-I'm not sure, but...

it's something really special.

-We need to call someone. -Like who?

-Like the cops or other government.

-Whoa. And what do you think they're going to do with it?

They're going to take it. That's what.

And it's ours. -She's right, Charles.

-I think it's an alien.

-I mean, if it is an actual alien,

like, really like some extraterrestrial shit,

then the first thing we need to do is lawyer up.

-The fuck? Heather?

-You're the one that wanted to keep it.

-Imagine how much an alien is worth.

I mean, asides from the PR,

and obviously porn. [Sighs]

-This is insane.

You come across something like this

and all you could think about is how much it's worth?

-This is America.

-It might be dangerous. -Bullshit.

You just want to give it up.

You and your hippie bleeding heart

are not going to fuck this up for us.

Heather, the thing -- now it's ours, right?

Heather? -Right.

She's right, Charles.

I mean, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I feel amazing, like really...

I feel like I can just do anything, you know?

Something really special, and, I mean, you found it.

-Wefound it. -Right. We found it.

But Charles saved it originally. -Yeah, sure. Sure, absolutely.

I mean, it's a three-way split on, uh, any of the like --

-Profits, dividends, shares.

And my dad can definitely help.

-Right. I'm sure Schoze knows people, too.

I mean, this is B-I-G.

-What if it's dangerous?

I think Edna knew something,

and now she's dead. -Un-fucking-related.

Some ancient Looney Tunes bitch blows her brains out

and you want to give up like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

I told you. I told you she'd try and fuck this up for us.

-You're crazy, D. Like, you've really fucking flipped.

-No, Charlotte, you'recrazy.

You find an alien and you want to fucking give it away?!

No, no, no, no, no. No fucking way!

This is so typical of you, Charlotte.

You get an opportunity like this

and you just can't help yourself but fuck it up.

There is a reason you work in a pet shop for a minimum wage.

Well, you're not fucking this up for us. No, you're not.

-D. -[Laughs]

You were always like this, Charles.

Even at school, you were weak. -D, what the fuck?

-You've got no killer instinct.

Something like this lands on your plate,

and you want to call the cops?

Fuck the police, we're keeping it!

-Deidre! -What?!

-What the fuck is that?

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-[Gasps]

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[Whimpers]

[Gasps]

What the fuck?!

Oh, my God!

Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!

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This is yourfault! -What?

-You brought that thing in the house, you stupid bitch!

What the fuck? -I mean, how...?

What...?

Not good. Not good.

-D...

...your eyes.

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-[Whimpers] What the...?

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-[Gasps, breathing rapidly]

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-[Vomits]

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[Coughing, gagging]

-[Gagging]

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[Both vomiting, groaning]

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-Oh, my God.

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Oh, my God.

[Both groaning, coughing]

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-[Screams] It burns! -It burns! It burns!

[Whimpering]

-It burns! It burns!

-[Groaning, coughing] -[Gasps]

[Creature chittering]

-Help me!

-[Gasping]

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-Oh, my God.

[Breathing heavily]

You motherfucker.

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[Creature chitters]

[Creature growling]

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What have you done to them?

-[Hisses] -I swear to God,

I will kill you!

I will kill you!

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[Door opens]

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D? D?

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[Gasps]

[Breathing heavily]

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[Creature snarls]

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Why?

-[Growls]

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[Creature rasping]

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-[Gasping]

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[Engine sputters, starts]

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[Groaning]

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[Grunts]

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[Moans]

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[Screams]

[Thud]

[Screams]

[Engine stops]

-[Breathing heavily]

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[Gasps]

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-[Whimpering]

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-[Sniffles]

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[Whimpering continues]

Heather?

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Heather.

I'm sorry.

-[Roars]

-Aah!

-[Hissing]

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[Chittering]

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[Groaning]

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-[Panting]

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[Thud, blood spatters]

[Gasps]

[Breathing heavily]

[Insects chirping]

[Exhales sharply]

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[Engine sputtering]

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-[Growls]

[Growling] -[Screams]

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[Screaming]

Deidre! Please!

-[Roaring]

-♪ John Henry was a little baby ♪

♪ Sitting on his mama's knee ♪ [Engine shuts off]

♪ Said, "The Big Bend Tunnel on the C&O Road ♪

♪ Is gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lordy ♪

♪ Gonna be the death of me" ♪ -[Groans]

[Banjo plays]

-[Hissing] -[Screaming]

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[Music continues]

-What the fuck?

-[Gasping]

[Coughs]

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-[Gurgling]

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[Sputtering]

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-I'm sorry.

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[Gunshot]

[Thud]

-[Coughs]

[Gun thuds]

[Gurgles]

-Miss? Miss, are you okay?

That crazy bitch was gonna kill you.

We gotta get you to the hospital.

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-[Gasps]

[Panting]

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[Breathing heavily]

[Rumbling]

[Whimpering]

[Panting]

[Groans]

[Windshield wipers thumping]

[Whimpers]

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[Insects buzz]

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[Gasps]

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[Insect buzzing]

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-[Gurgles]

[Laughs]

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I feel...amazing.

[Chuckles]

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[Gasps]

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-I'm sorry, D.

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[Gunshot]

[Breathing heavily]

[Crying]

[Exhales sharply, sniffles]

[Laughs]

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[Rumbling]

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