Grave Encounters 2 Page #2

Look, I said "my balls."

- I don't give a sh*t.

- It's a f***ing YouTube sensation.

It's got f***ing 26 likes, man.

My balls are gonna go viral, baby.

- You f***in' kidding me?

- Group shot.

Mwahh!

Not one f***ing person

tried to f***ing help me?

They were very...Dude, it was still you.

You were the center of attention, man.

- You were practically a star.

- I'm untagging myself.

I'm untagging myself.

F*** you.

Hi, do you guys know where

I can find, ah, weed?

Marijuana?

Yo, dude. I'm looking for weed.

It's my doc assignment:

High times in film school.

All right.

What are you doing?

Just, ah, checking for

comments on my reviews.

You're such a nerd.

Whatever, man.

My reviews are a good way

to get my name out there.

Check it out.

I got a video response.

It's a guy from the film I just reviewed,

'Grave Encounters'.

Weird though, I don't remember

this scene being in it.

Well, who sent the video?

Ah, Death Awaits.

Death Awaits.

Message Death Awaits.

Find out where he got the video.

Boom, problem solved.

Can we please go get some tacos?

Gary!

Gary, stop. That's enough!

Don't be such a tease, Stacy.

You know you like it.

Gary!

Gary!

Stop!!

Ow!

You b*tch!

Look, I know it's been exactly a year ago

tonight that your father disappeared,

but you need to move on, already.

Awh, awh!

That f***ing tease!

Hello?

Who's out there?

Whoever's doing this,

it's not funny anymore!

Gary!

C'mon, what is taking so long?

Oh, c'mon!

Gary, Gary, ah, I'm sorry.

Ah, okay, lets...let's just go.

I'm cold.

Gary?

NOOOOOOOOO!

And...cut!

- Cut! That was money.

- Top take two. Mark.

Money.

Jared, we're going to go to the,

ah, bird's-eye view shot. Is that good?

Yeah, that sounds good.

Oh, my God, Jennifer.

You are officially on your way

to being the next great scream queen.

- And I'm going to help you get to that spot.

- Really? - Yes!

Ah, Alex, how is a guy supposed to stand up

after he's dead?

That, that doesn't make any sense.

That's gonna be an awesome jump-scare.

Trust me, man.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm a pro.

Trev, Death Awaits replied.

Who?

What did he say?

Well, check it out.

What, wha, what is that?

Is that a phone number or something?

Forty-nine, fourteen, one-twenty...

Nah, it's too many numbers

to be a phone number.

Who, who is this?

Who sent it?

Alex has a YouTube stalker.

Doesn't make sense. I checked out the websites.

I double-checked it out with Google Maps.

It doesn't make sense, man.

I just don't know why he sent it to me.

No, no, no. Wey, wey, wait.

Go back to that, to that last part where you were

saying about the longitude latitude numbers.

That was good stuff.

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