Original subtitles

[ominous music]

[jazz music plays]

[George] The Lord will plague you with diseases

until he has destroyed you

from the land you are entering to possess.

You will be struck with wasting diseases...

fever, inflammation,

which will plague you

until you perish...

because of the evil you have done.

[door creaks open]

You're afraid.

Mm.

[eerie music]

[demonic snarling]

[whistle in a distance]

[whistle in a distance]

[cow mooing]

Jake?

[cow mooing in pain]

Jake.

[Jake] In here.

It's happened again.

[cow moos in pain]

[cow grunts]

[gunshot]

[sighs]

- [door creaks open] - Sorry.

You're late.

Yeah. Slept through my alarm.

Timing belt and alternator arrived for the Holden.

Good.

What?

Maybe you should stop sleeping here.

It's not going to be forever, all right?

It's just a rough patch. I'm fine.

Yeah, well, dad keeps asking about you.

And he said that if you do need a place to stay,

the offer's always open.

Tell Max I said thanks, but I'm okay.

You can tell him yourself.

Yeah, you're right. I probably owe him a call.

[Cole] Yeah.

Can't hide from the world forever.

Those parts...

[Cole] Hmm?

They clean or still soaking?

[Cole] Still soaking.

See that box over there on the shelf?

- [Cole] Yes. - Can you go through it?

Salvage what you can, throw out the rest, all right?

Okay. Yes, sir.

[sighs]

It's time we tidy this place up.

One day, you'll make a good mechanic if you stick at it.

What if I don't want to be a mechanic?

Shit!

Who are you?

You must be Cole.

[Cole] Graham?

[Jake] Huh! The things you see.

Put that down.

Now, Jake.

Careful.

You could really hurt someone with this.

Cole, let's call it a day.

I'll walk you out.

Yeah. All right.

Hey, Cole.

I'm sorry. My brother, he's just not safe.

Family. It's all right.

You don't have to say. I get it.

I appreciate that.

Um, can I still use the workshop for some of my own projects?

Yeah, after hours.

Now get.

- Ah, thank you. - [Graham] Yeah.

Have fun with angry garden gnome.

[door closes]

Really, eh?

You need a drink... that bad?

You don't want one?

No, I'm drunk from the tequila on your breath.

You shouldn't be driving.

You mind...

[Jake] Oh, beautiful.

Mm.

His favorite. Nice touch.

What do you want?

Well, call me crazy, but...

I miss this place.

[sighs softly]

You remember when we were kids and...

I don't know...

used to pretend to be sick...

and get dragged down here for work

instead of going to school?

Dad was great like that, eh?

Are you done?

What are you doing here?

I just thought you might like a visit.

You need to leave...

Now.

Hey, settle down, relax.

You know, we've got a party going on.

We got beer, cake, candles.

Twenty-eight, eh?

You know, it only seems like yesterday

that he was running around, annoying the shit out of us,

- and now... here we are. - Uh-huh.

- And what? - [Jake] I just...

I just thought I'd come down and check on you.

You're taking your tablets, ain't ya?

- Yeah? - Right.

So this visit's your concern about my well-being,

is that right?

Yes and no.

You need to come home.

That's not going to happen.

Drink your beer and get out.

A blood oath, remember?

- Don't. - That's what he said.

That's why I'm here.

[Jake] Jesus Christ, Phil, put the hammer down.

- Put that hammer down! - [Phillip snarling]

What the hell is that?

[Jake] Honestly, I don't know.

First I thought it was nightmares,

trauma maybe,

but it's dad all over again.

Yeah, right. Well, he needs to see someone.

I can't help him.

Not until you see him first.

So you coming or not?

[growling]

[Jake] First, the radios and the lights

started turning on by themselves.

Then, he became our dad.

One day he's fine,

the next he's trying to kill me.

[Graham] Yeah, and what does Phillip have to say?

[Jake] He don't remember anything.

[Graham] And what do you expect me to do?

[Jake] Maybe he'll open up to you.

He don't talk to me.

All I know is I can't do this on my own anymore.

[menacing music plays]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Graham] Home sweet home.

[Jake] if you say so.

Thought you'd had enough of all that stuff.

Well, they help sometimes.

I think he's scared of them now.

- Phillip? - Eh?

No. Um, Dad.

Dad's dead.

So what?

Where's Phillip?

Uh, it's late. He's asleep.

[Graham] Dad? Dad?

Dad.

- [muted screams] - Dad, it's Graham. It's me.

It's Graham.

Graham.

Graham! I said, "Are you okay?"

Memories.

[Jake] Yeah. Too many.

Uh, look, your old room's the storage room now.

So you're on the couch.

- Yeah. - [Jake] I'll get some rest.

Got a lot to talk about tomorrow.

Hey, Gracie.

I am glad you're here.

[ominous music plays]

[distant screaming]

[demonic snarling]

[breathing heavily]

[sighs]

[bones crunching]

[distant thumping]

[Jake] Oy!

Shush!

Why are you keeping chickens in there, Jake?

Bad taste.

Maybe.

They're spooked.

Look at them, they...

They might just be chickens, but they're not stupid.

What's that supposed to mean?

Can't you feel it?

No.

Sure you can.

He's still here.

Ever since dad died,

the calves have been still born or deformed.

This place is poison.

I told you to get the hell out of here after he died.

[Jake] Oh, yeah. And go where?

Wi... With what money?

How long do you think it'll be

before people started asking questions?

Anywhere is better than here.

This... This isn't...

Oh... Oh, so what isn't right?

Isn't the right thing to do?

What, for you, for me, for Philip?

You had no trouble fucking off and forgetting us.

I was afraid, Jake.

I still am.

I don't need to be here to feel it.

Who... Who?

Oh, that's right. Yeah, walk away.

Yeah, you-you're good at that.

Coward.

All right, ladies.

Who made me an egg?

Put your hand up.

Was it you?

[tea kettle whistling]

Has it occurred to you Philip's just sick?

Traumatized by what happened?

Sure.

Whiskey in your coffee.

What could go wrong?

Whatever gets you through the night.

Wouldn't be so sure about that.

Oh, give it time. It's only your first day.

Jesus Christ.

Did he ask you to come?

Scared the living shit out of me.

Hey, buddy.

Happy birthday.

Oh, that's why you're here.

[Graham] Yeah, of course.

You're still full of shit.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Come here.

[Phillip] Been too long.

Yeah.

You guys talking about me?

- Nah. - Yes.

Hmm. More bullshit.

[Graham] Hey.

Hey, hey, hey! Whoa!

What the hell is that?

- It's an allergy. - Allergy to what?

I don't know. Relax. It's fine.

[Jake] I was just about to make something to eat.

Um, I'm going to fix the door of the coupe.

Sit down. Relax. It's already done.

I'll make some of my own scramble things.

I'm still getting over the last batch.

Did you feed the chooks?

- [Jake] No. - Okay.

Seriously, what the fuck is that?

Eggs?

Fuck me.

[footsteps receding]

Need a hand, champ?

You too?

"Me too," what?

Can't even take a piss at the moment

without someone looking over my shoulder.

Yeah, you got to get the piss in the bowl.

Come on, loosen up. I just thought we could talk.

We don't do that anymore.

It's not like it used to be.

Yeah, I know.

I know what you're going to ask...

That night...

I can't remember any of it.

Okay?

It's a blur.

I'm here now if you want to talk about it.

No, you're not.

You bailed.

You left us to deal with the mess.

I couldn't stay.

[Jake] Hey, Phil!

Get your ass up here.

[door creaks shut]

[Phillip] Coming?

Yeah, I'll be right after you.

[hens clucking]

[door creaks shut]

[songbirds chirping]

[tense music builds up]

[chuckles smugly]

You scared us

[chuckles]

Eh?

- How you doing, all right? - Yeah.

Don't talk with your mouth full.

[chuckles]

Anyone who gets in my way gets spat on.

[boys groaning]

- [Graham] Gross! - [chuckling] I warned you.

[exhales]

You've got toothpaste in your hair.

That's disgusting!

Love you boys.

Come on, let's go.

[exhales]

[eerie music plays]

[ominous music]

[demonic snarling]

Phillip.

Graham.

Phillip.

Thank you.

[rhythmic thumping]

[chicken screaming]

[chicken clucking and screaming]

[breathing heavily]

[tense music]

[ominous music]

[eerie music]

[bones cracking]

[munching]

[Graham] Phillip!

Phillip!

Hey, champ?

[demonic snarling]

[growling]

[grunting and screaming]

[screaming]

[Jake] Oh, fuck!

[screaming]

[Phillip screaming]

Call an ambulance!

[Jake] I'm not calling a fucking ambulance!

- Call an ambulance! - No one's allowed in. No one.

Jesus, look at that.

What's that? What is it?

What is that?

Get it out! What the fuck is that?

[Phillip choking]

[men groaning]

What the hell is that?

I'll get it!

Almost. God!

Jesus.

Oh, fuck!

I'll get it.

[screaming]

It's on my face!

It's moving! Get it!

Get it! Get it!

I can't see!

Get it. Get it.

[muffled screaming]

[door rattling]

[Graham] Open the door.

Where is it?

- Get it. Get it. - [Jake groaning]

- It's gone. - [Graham] Where's it gone?

I don't know.

[Graham] What do you mean you don't know?

Where has it fucking gone, Jake?

Oh, well, it's gone!

If I knew, I'd tell you, wouldn't it?

Just fucking shut up.

Just... just be quiet.

I am looking for it.

What the hell is going on.

I don't know what's going on.

[Graham] Jesus Christ!

[whispering] Shut up. Just be quiet.

- The hell is happening? - I don't know!

Do I look like I know?

[shushing] Just be quiet.

What the hell is going on?

What the bloody hell is it?

I don't... Huh?

- Jake, just... - Just keep... Don't talk.

Just keep looking.

Just keep looking.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

- Jake, it's gone. - It's gone.

It's gone...

[Graham] Jake?

Graham.

[Graham] What the hell is that?

What the fuck is that?

Stay there, Jakey. Stay there. Don't move.

- Stay there. - [Jake] I'm not moving.

- Hurry up. - [Graham] Shut up!

- What do you got? - Shut up.

Shut...

[shushing] Wait a minute.

[Graham] Get it!

[both screaming]

Get it!

Oh, Jesus Christ!

It's still moving.

[Jake] What about Phillip?

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

There...

Oh, Jesus.

[Graham] it looks like it's growing.

You really picked the worst time to stop drinking.

[Graham] You really need to go back to meetings.

[Jake] Yeah, whatever.

[breathing shakily]

You know the weirdest thing?

You see enough strange, weird shit...

it just has to feel normal after a while.

This is normal, is it?

Well, what do you think?

- We need to be alert. - I'm alert.

- Hey! - We need to get help.

We don't even know what's going on.

Who would?

Look, no one's better equipped to handle this than us.

Equipped?

Look... [breathing heavily]

Things are getting worse by the minute.

We can't talk our way through it.

- Have you tried you? - Have you?

Well, nothing's working.

- Look! - You look.

[breathing heavily]

No outsiders...

We handle it.

Like we've always done.

We're Reillys like Dad.

Till we know what we're dealing with?

Well it's worked in the past, hasn't it?

Yes!

Whatever you say, Jake.

I'll clean up Phillip.

You take care of that.

[knock on door]

It's me.

I come with soup.

It's actually pretty good.

I tried some before.

You're afraid?

[Phillip] I'm not afraid of you, dad.

Just make sure you eat, okay?

It'll help get your strength back.

Make you feel better.

Better? Better?

Better... better.

He left it too long.

[growling]

[snarling]

[devious laughter]

When I'm gone...

who do you think it'll come for next?

[demonic growling]

[door opens]

Phillip.

Come on. I know you can hear me.

[Phillip] You shouldn't have come.

Why?

[Phillip] You know why.

I need to hear it from you.

[Phillip] Nothing's changed.

He's still with us.

[Graham] Phillip, what the hell happened last night?

[whispers] He's coming back.

[Graham] Are you saying that thing is dead?

[sighs]

[Phillip] I don't know.

[sighs]

It's like a bad dream.

Jake says you're trying to kill him.

[Phillip] I'm not.

Why would he say that?

[Phillip] Listen, whatever it is,

it's out of me now.

I want to see.

Untie me.

Let me help.

[tense music builds up]

[flies buzzing]

[hyperventilating]

[breath shaking]

[moaning]

[tense music]

[groans]

[ominous music]

[faint jazz music plays]

[tense music]

[ominous music]

[muffled cry]

- [sad music] - [sighs]

[footsteps approaching]

Gracie, what are you doing?

I don't know.

[Jake] Get out.

No one should be in here.

[sniffing]

Still smells like him in here.

Put it down.

There's nothing in here for us.

[sighing]

[rhythmic thumping]

[George] Phillip.

[door creaking]

[groans softly]

It exactly what you want.

[Jake groans]

[tense music]

[breathing shakily]

He... Hello?

[eerie music]

Hello?

[faint jazz music plays]

Is it you, Phillip?

[groaning softly]

What are you doing in my room?

[screaming]

No, no!

[screaming]

[breathing heavily]

[sinister music]

- [George growling] - [Graham screaming]

[Graham] Jake! Jake!

Dad, please stop!

[snarls]

[sinister laughter]

[Graham] Dad! Please stop!

[gasping]

What did you do?

[Phillip] Jake, listen. Listen!

[Jake grunting]

Jake, listen!

Leave us alone, you motherfucker.

- [men grunting] - [Graham] Hey! Hey!

Stop it, Jake!

Jake! It's me, Jake. It's me!

[men grunting]

[gasping]

[choking] Okay!

Fuck.

[breathing heavily]

He wasn't himself.

What were you doing in here?

What now?

[chuckles nervously]

It's his house.

It's driving us all mad.

We got to get out of here,

figure it out.

Okay.

What about him?

Little prick can sleep it off.

[both gasping for air]

You alright?

Yes.

Can you get up?

Yes. But where are we going?

Just trust me.

[groans in pain]

[Graham] Phillip! Phillip! What is it?

Phillip!

Something's wrong.

[sighs]

[music blares on stereo]

["Pills for Kids" playing]

♪ Sticks and stones Never broke my bones ♪

♪ I'm just in the company Of my own ♪

♪ On the school bus With the mean high schoolers ♪

♪ I grew an adult's mind When I was just a child ♪

♪ The teacher said to me ♪

♪ I'll end up in the... ♪

- Cole! - Fuck me!

What are you doing?

Working. What are you doing?

I need you to get out of here now.

Quick. Now.

Are you okay?

Yeah. You can't be here. You got to go.

[groaning]

[Cole] I'm gonna call an ambulance.

No!

It's okay.

It'll be okay.

At least just watch him.

Well, he needs medical attention.

[Graham] No, no, no.

Just watch him for a minute, please.

[Cole] Okay.

What is it? Food poisoning?

The heart is deceitful about all things desperately sick.

You can understand it.

[panting]

- [eerie music] - [Graham gasping]

No.

You can keep that.

Okay.

[operator on phone] You've reached emergency.

Do you require police, fire or ambulance?

[whispers] Hi.

I think I need an ambulance.

[operator] Ma'am, are you still there?

[voice breaking over phone]

[objects clattering]

[operator] Do you need assistance?

Ma'am, I can't hear you.

Stay there.

[Cole] What the hell is going on here?

You're hurt.

No, he... he...

That's it.

Well, let me help you.

No, I'm fine.

Let me see if it's bad.

Jake... Jake thinks Phillip is possessed, okay?

Okay.

Cole, I'm being serious.

[Cole] Well, what do you want me to...

[plates rattling]

[rattling stops]

[bones crunching]

Who's that?

Get under the desk.

Under the desk, Cole. Now.

[groaning]

Are you okay?

Me neither.

Oh, God!

Phillip!

- [Graham] Phillip! - [George] I warned you.

[Graham] Phillip!

[floorboard creaks]

What are you doing?

I'm looking for my phone.

I warned you.

[Graham] Phillip.

Cole, come.

Come.

Phillip?

Phillip?

Phillip.

Shit.

Cole.

[objects rattling]

Let's get you out of here.

Quick.

Come on.

Cole, quick.

Wait! Leave her out of it.

Jake.

Jake.

[Jake] Where is he?

I don't know, Jake.

You see, Cole.

This is what happens when you run.

I'm not going to let you hurt him anymore.

Hurt him? I'm here to protect him.

I'm not the one who ran.

You left us no choice.

[Jake] Why don't you listen to me?

Why don't you ever listen to me?

You see? You are why we are here.

No, no, no!

This isn't my fault.

- Well, then, do it. - [Cole] Graham, stop.

Do it.

Fut us out of our misery.

You left us.

You left us!

- [Jake crying] - Do it!

Can't do it, can you?

You couldn't do it then,

you can't do it now, can you?

[growling]

Come. It's okay.

We have to find him.

[Jake] What about her?

Cole, in the office now.

I'm gonna go. You guys can sort your fucking shit out.

Cole, please. I'm not asking.

You're not my family.

Please. Please!

For fuck's sake.

- What am I supposed to do? - It won't be for long.

It's for your protection.

Trust me, please.

[scoffs] You don't trust me?

Cole.

Just until this is over.

I'm sure.

Slow.

The tongue got me thinking.

If we can get a bit of it out, maybe we can draw it all out.

[Jake] Why would you want to do that?

We need to trigger him. Aggravate him.

Was thinking you could do that.

You're annoying.

No, I'm not.

Why is he doing this?

[Graham] It's not just dad.

I think this thing needs to grow inside us

until it's strong enough.

[Jake] Strong enough for what?

[Graham] To live on its own.

[Jake] You got a plan B?

[Graham] No, there's no plan B.

What are you going to do? Shoot him?

- What? - It's still Phillip.

Much better.

[George] The disease and I are now one...

[radio static]

[eerie music]

Help me get him down.

[bones crunching]

That's not Phillip.

Jesus.

[growling]

Get his legs!

Jake! Jake!

Phillip.

Phil!

Come on, Jake! Come on!

Ah!

Stop.

[Phillip growls]

[screams in pain]

What the fuck is that?

- Oh! - Oh, shit.

[Jake] What the fuck...

[in a deep voice] You killed me.

[gasping]

Get it out of him now!

The first strike was yours. Wasn't it, Graham?

Dad, please let it go.

[growling]

[Graham] Phil is in chains again.

Now what?

We need to build a crucifix.

- A big one. - Muffler?

Cole...

[Cole] Shit.

[growling]

[Jake] What if dad's death

didn't release him from the disease?

Do you really think that cross is going to work?

We're not believers.

[Graham] No, but dad was.

Let's hope that counts for something.

[Phillip growls]

[Jake] I just had a horrible thought.

[Graham] What?

[Jake] What if dad has no memory of dying?

You think this has happened before?

How do I know?

I'm a mechanic.

Yeah, not a very good one.

In the movies, you get it from somewhere.

It's like... It's not an exorcism so much, is it?

It's like pulling a parasite from your skin.

[Jake] You'd like that.

- Let me look... - [grunts]

[Graham] Hey, Jake.

Don't touch me.

It's fine.

I need a drink.

I haven't had a drink in two years.

Well, you're a better man than me.

You and I aren't going to have any more problems, are we?

Because the only way through this is

if we do it together, Jake.

He never should have asked.

Too much.

Yeah, but he did.

Phillip thinks we left it too long.

That dad's stuck in his last memory of us.

[Jake] You were right.

What?

I couldn't... I couldn't do it.

Hey.

Whatever happens...

- [Phillip growls] - [chains rattling]

[trembling]

Are you ready?

No.

- We'll count to three. Okay? - Okay.

One...

What the fuck!

[Phillip writhing]

Shit.

Jesus.

Help me.

[Jake] Don't do that.

[Graham] Phillip. Phillip.

[Phillip groans]

Listen, Phillip.

[knock on door]

Jake. Jake. Jake.

[radio chatter]

Cops.

Shit! It's the fucking cops.

Shit. Cole.

You deal with her.

Don't... Wait.

Help me get him out. Get him out.

[banging on door]

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Damn.

Okay.

[both men straining]

Okay. Cole.

I'll drive the cops away.

[Cole] You locked me in.

[line disconnected]

What the hell is wrong with you?

[knock on door]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[ominous music]

[screams in agony]

Good evening, officers.

Sounds like you have a problem.

You think you know what's going on here?

You fucked us.

[Peters] Hello. I'm Officer Peters.

This is Officer Terry.

We received a call from this address.

Really?

I never made a call.

Do you mind if we come inside?

[ominous music]

[groaning]

[screams in agony]

Now is, uh, actually not the best time.

Working awful late, aren't you?

Yeah, I live here.

By yourself?

Yes, just me.

Must get lonely.

Uh, look, officers.

Um, there must have been a mistake.

I can reassure you that everything is fine.

Wait.

You happy now?

Oh, yeah.

You're gonna keep your mouth shut, aren't you?

Nod now, if you understand me.

Nod, huh?

You're gonna get down.

Get down! Get down!

No, no. It's okay.

I'm having some technical issues with the main,

and look, officers, I appreciate you have a job to do,

but I don't really have the time right now

to be giving you a free tour of the garage.

- [bones cracking] - [screams in agony]

[creature shrieking]

Look, no voice was on the line when the call was answered.

It's remained off the hook.

We have a duty of care to respond to all calls,

especially if they were made by nobody.

So do you think perhaps maybe we could just come inside

and take a look?

Peters and Terry?

[objects clattering]

Thought you said you lived alone.

Yeah, I just... must have stacked a shelf wrong.

Yeah.

I'm afraid we're going to have to insist.

It's not a safe space.

We'll be careful.

[creature crying and screaming]

[Graham] Yeah, there's nothing down there.

It's a bit of art.

[Terry] Nice old girl, this one.

Customer's?

Uh, it's my father's.

Something wrong?

No.

So if you didn't make the call, then who did?

If I didn't make the call, how would I know?

[Peters] Came from a landline.

[Graham] Right. Okay.

[creature shrieking]

[Peters] Where's the phone?

[Graham] Look, how many times

do I have to tell you the same thing?

I... I don't know who made the call.

What's in there?

That's my office.

You good at paperwork?

Let's have a look.

[Graham] There's no need.

Let's go inside, mate. Open it up.

Look. Okay, guys, I think someone stitched you up.

[Phillip] Get out of here.

[Peters] After you.

Go.

See?

It's just my office.

[Peters] ls there a phone in here?

[Graham] No, the fax.

[Terry screaming]

[creature growling]

Terry!

Terry.

Terry.

Open it up.

It's locked on the other side.

I ca... What do you want me to do?

- [gunshot] - [screaming]

Oh!

Fuck this shit.

[screaming]

[Cole] Hey, this cop is out cold.

[Jake] Shit!

♪

Cole.

I'm sorry, Cole.

[groaning]

I wouldn't have hurt ya.

Hmm.

[groaning]

Oh, shit.

Hey, buddy.

[Phillip] it wasn't me.

I didn't do it.

[Graham] It's okay. It's okay. I've got you.

I've got you. Come on.

[Phillip grunts]

[grunting]

I didn't do it.

- [Graham] Jakey. - [Jake] Yeah?

- Come on. - [Jake] Oh, Jesus.

[Phillip groans]

Phil, it's me.

You're safe.

- Okay? - Mm.

[Graham] Oh, Jakey. You good?

No.

Cole?

[Jake groans softly]

- [Jake] Hey. - Hey, Jake. Good to see you.

My foot's fucked.

[Phillip] What happened?

Stupid brick shot himself in the foot.

[Jake groans]

It was an accident.

I didn't do it on purpose.

[Cole] I'm getting a drink.

Hey, Cole, give me something to drink, please.

Whatever.

Hey, be careful.

Hey, Cole, be careful.

Did you get it?

[Graham] What do you mean "get it"?

[Phillip] Him. He's here.

Give me the gun.

Oh, I'm definitely getting overtime now.

[banging on machine]

[creature snarling]

[growling]

Guys?

[creature growling]

Cole! Cole, get back.

Go, go, go!

[snarling]

Dad?

[growling]

Finish this. Now.

Go.

- I've got it. - No.

No, we all do this.

[tense music builds up]

[creature snarling]

[birds chirping]

- Here you go, mate. - [Graham] There, Dad.

- [Graham] Better, eh? - Thank you.

Take my hand.

I'm so tired.

Don't know...

I don't know how long...

my thoughts will be my own.

Soon there will be nothing left

but the disease itself.

It has its own mind.

It knows no empathy.

Every day I look in the mirror,

I see a monster.

As it grows, I disappear.

I want to die my way...

with my family.

Blood oath with my sons.

Dad.

Dad, please.

I don't want to see it coming.

The three of you will take my life together.

Dad.

I'm afraid of what I'll become

if we leave it too long.

I'm asking you this in clarity.

Dad, you don't know what you're asking us.

I am...

Look at me, son.

Time has come.

[stifled crying]

[gunshot]

Cole, you should leave.

- We'll be fine from here. - No, I'm not.

Please, this is your last chance.

I'm not going anywhere.

Gracie, what's wrong?

[Graham] It's not over yet.

Look after them.

What are you doing? What are you...

Careful.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, hey!

Gracie, you...

Blood oath, remember?

That's what we said.

[Jake] That's the part you...

No! No!

Hold him down.

Let me die!

Get that thing out of his hand!

[screaming]

- Put your hand through it. - You little mother...

[screaming in agony]

Oh, my God!

[Jake] Jesus! What the hell is that?

[creature screams]

It's moving.

[Jake] Jesus.

Get it out.

[Jake] Why isn't it coming out?

[all screaming]

Freaking squid on steroids.

Give me the gun.

Fuck!

[gunshot]

How do you like it, squiddy?

[panting]

Thought my family was fucked up.

[chuckles]

[police sirens approaching]

What...

[Cole] We need to get out of here.

[Jake groans] it hurts.

[Phillip] Jake, just shut the fuck up.

Dad just crawled out of my armpit.

Just drive!

Where are we going?

Just keep driving, Cole.

Don't stop.

[police sirens blaring in a distance]

[tense music builds up]

[slime sploshing]

["Pills for Kids" playing]

♪ I was the life of the party Till I met that girl ♪

♪ I used to be good At school ♪

♪ Sticks and stones never broke my bones ♪

♪ I'm just in the company of my own ♪

♪ On the school bus with The mean high-schoolers ♪

♪ I grew an adult's mind When I was just a child ♪

♪ The teacher said to me I'll end up in the gutter ♪

♪ With a big grounding from my suburban father ♪

♪ It's a true story ♪

♪ Of a Pharmaceutical company ♪

♪ Only nine when I tried the first time ♪

♪ Mother, what have they done to me? ♪

♪ Well I am a big girl now ♪

♪ I'll do things for myself ♪

♪ I don't need your pills ♪

♪ I don't need your help ♪

♪ I'm not strange as I see ♪

♪ It's a reactivity ♪

♪ Mother, what have they done to me? ♪

♪ I've learnt a Great many things ♪

♪ About the way Smart people think ♪

♪ it's never too late to start ♪

♪ To mend the life They tore apart ♪

Phillip.