14 Cameras Page #3

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Jesus Christ,

you scared me.

What you doing?

I'm just hanging out.

Yeah? Looks like

you're smoking some drugs.

Uh... [chuckles]

Wanna go for a swim?

I, uh...

Uh, I don't know.

I don't know if

that'd be a good idea.

[snaps fingers]

Well, suit yourself.

[owl hooting]

You're really not gonna get in?

[chuckles]

It's freezing.

Just gonna sit there

and watch me?

No, I...

I don't know.

I should probably head back in.

I'm busting your balls.

Are you just gonna sit around

and sulk all week,

or are you gonna have fun?

This sucks, dude.

There's nothing to do.

I mean, at least you and Molly

can hang out with each other.

You can hang out with us.

I just... I don't get

why my parents

drag us to these things.

You know my mom

rents out our place

while we're gone?

So while I'm in

someone else's bed,

some creep's in mine.

It's f***ing weird.

What size bed do you have?

Queen. Why?

There are people

f***ing in your bed.

- Dude, what the f***?

- I'm just saying, the odds are.

[sighs]

That's f***ed up.

[sighs]

Well...

I'm going in.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

What are you doing?

Caught your brother

smoking weed.

Yeah, I saw you.

My parents probably did, too.

They're on the other side

of the house.

I know you're going through

a rough spot right now,

but don't flirt with my brother

to make yourself feel better.

What...?

Oh, geez, no...

I'm not flirting

with your brother.

[speaking indistinct]

How long have you

been down here?

[girl] I don't know anymore.

Here.

You should drink something.

He give you that?

- It's okay...

- No, no.

F*** that.

Have you tried to escape?

It's not a good idea.

Look, we have to

get out of here, all right.

There's gotta be some way

out of this place.

There isn't.

The only way

in or out is the hatch.

The vents are too small.

No one can hear us.

I went hoarse in the beginning

yelling for weeks.

There's no one for miles.

Well, does he come down here?

There's two of us.

We can take him.

No...

No, you can't.

Believe me...

Look, I'm not living here

for the rest of my f***ing life.

He'll kill you.

You're not the first girl

to come down here.

There was another.

She tried to make a run for it,

and she never came back.

Maybe she got away.

She didn't.

How do you know?

Because three nights later he made

me dig a hole in the backyard.

Jesus Christ.

Don't try to escape.

[cartoons on TV]

[knocking on door]

What's up there, little guy.

Sign for that?

Some sort of

filmmaker or somethin'?

No.

Third package this week.

Video supplies.

What's in the box?

I dunno.

[sniffs]

You smell that?

- What?

- I don't know.

Somethin' funky in there, boss.

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