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And I need to get the hell

out of here. Capisce?

I just told you,

we don't have a phone.

Now if you'll just let me explain...

Okay, so there is

no form of communication

anywhere in this goddamn shack?

We have a broken ham radio.

Awesome.

What am I supposed

to do with that?

I don't... is there a bathroom?

We don't have one.

I am in hell.

I am in the third ring of hell.

Did you see anyone

by the road?

Yeah, I heard some crazy guy

yelling in the distance,

but I don't know

if he was your friend or not.

But, you know, I've seen

"Deliverance" enough times

to know that you don't

go messing with the locals.

"Deliverance"?

You've never seen "Deliverance"?

"Squeal like a pig"?

Oh boy.

Great.

I like your lighter.

Really? 'Cause there's

only a zillion of them

in every gas station in America.

But I guess when

you live in a cabin,

you don't get out that much.

Oh, I don't live here.

- You don't?

- No, I'm like you.

My husband and I

ran out of gas

and got stuck here.

I wound up at this cabin

yesterday morning.

First of all, Sam,

you're nothing like me.

If I don't live here

and you don't live here,

then who lives here?

What?

I thought I heard something.

Sh*t.

You're more paranoid than me

and you ain't even smoking.

Who's this?

I'm Jody.

Are you the husband?

- No, this is Tom.

- Oh.

Pleasure to meet you.

How did it go with the cars?

It didn't go,

but I got you these shoes.

I figured you could use them.

Thank you.

What is that,

weed you're smoking?

You a cop?

Hardly.

Pfft.

So what's your story?

My story?

What's your story?

It's an epic saga.

You first.

I've been stranded up here four days,

living off granola and creek water.

What do you mean, stranded?

- He got in a car accident.

- Oh.

Listen, Sam, we shouldn't

keep the axe outside.

- It's our only weapon.

- Why would we need a weapon?

We're in the wilderness

and I thought I heard a gunshot.

A gunshot?

Okay, um, no bathrooms,

no phone, and now you guys are

talking about weapons, hmm?

This is a great operation

you guys are running here and all,

but I'm not gonna be part of it.

I'm outta here.

It's below freezing at night.

- I'll take my chances.

- You'll be dead in the morning.

If suicide's your plan, go for it.

But would you mind leaving behind

your vintage ski jacket?

Samantha here

could probably use it.

Now I want to know

your story.

My name's Jody from Detroit.

I got into a fight

with my boyfriend.

He kicked me out of the car

and left me on the side of the road.

Why would he do that?

'Cause he's a d*ckhead.

And that's all

you deserve to know.

Well, Jody from Detroit,

you can stay here tonight.

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