Hounds of Love

Synopsis: In 1987 Perth, Austraila, John and Evelyn White. are a pair of serial killers who target teenage girls. One night, Vicki Maloney, who impetuously sneaks out of the house for a forbidden party, is lured by the pair into their clutches. Now paying dearly for her naivety, Vicki must endure a horrific nightmare of confinement and torture at the hands of this depraved pair. Against these murderers, Vicki's only chance of survival is a mix of subterfuge, cunning, and mind games while her estranged parents and her boyfriend desperately try to learn what has happened and what can be done to find her. Meanwhile, the Whites have growing problems of their own, which could provide the only hope Vicki could have to survive.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Thriller
Director(s): Ben Young
Production: Gunpowder & Sky
  13 wins & 16 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.5
Metacritic:
73
Rotten Tomatoes:
90%
NOT RATED
Year:
2016
108 min
Website
183 Views


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Evelyn:
Hey, love,

do you wanna lift?

Gabby:
No, it's okay.

I'm not far.

Gabby:
Don't be silly.

You'll cook out there.

Gabby:
Oh, you sure?

Evelyn:
Yeah, jump in.

Evelyn:
Get yourself bloody

sun stroke out there.

Gabby:
It's so hot.

John:
Stuff walking, eh?

Gabby:
Thanks so much

for the lift.

John:
No worries.

Netball?

Gabby:
Yeah,

I just came from there.

Jason:
W-e-e-d.

Got any weed?

Hint?

No, I told you, Dave's in Bali.

Sh*t, I promised shell.

Hey, I did that other thing

for you, but...

What other thing?

"Compare the role of Atticus

to aunt Alexandra

"in the shaping of

scout's outlook.

"Essay by Vicki Maloney."

Come on!

Dad'll get suss.

Right, later, gator.

I'll see you Sunday.

If you want to be a total stud,

my next assignment

is on Wuthering heights.

I'm just saying.

Tell your dad happy birthday

from me.

All right, see ya.

Evelyn:
Hello, my darling!

You miss mummy?

Come on in.

Lou-Lou.

Come in, Lou-Lou.

Come on, Lou-Lou darling.

Yes, yes.

Man:
Oh, come then, what

reason have you to be morose?

You're rich enough.

Bah, humbug!

Don't be cross, uncle.

What else can I be?

Out upon a merry Christmas.

If I could work my will,

every idiot who goes about with

"merry Christmas" on his lips

should be boiled

in his own pudding

then buried with a stake

of Holly through his heart...

Evelyn:
Breakfast.

Miss Martin:
He swam there all the

time and conditions weren't rough.

Some people thought

it was a shark.

Others thought murder, suicide.

Some of the crazier theories

were that he was taken by a ufo

or picked up

by a Chinese submarine.

People couldn't believe that the

prime minister could just disappear.

I've spoken to your mother.

She's worried.

I know that it's hard, okay?

My parents divorced

when I was 11.

Can I go now, miss?

Yep.

Oh, my god.

Hi!

- Really?

- Yeah.

Trevor:
I just thought it'd be

nice if we went out as a family.

Maggie:
We've been

through this.

It's not appropriate right now.

I need some space.

Trevor:
Not space, Maggie. I'm

talking about one night out.

Think about Vicki.

She's got exams.

What, you think

I don't know that, Trev?

- Things have changed.

- You need money.

- You need money.

- I don't need your money.

Maggie:
I need you to respect

my decision

and let me live

the life that I want to live.

Maggie:
Thought you liked

spag bol.

Hey, I got us grease

on video to watch.

I'm going to a party.

Oh, planning on asking me?

Well, I'm just assuming

you'll need a lift.

Dad gave me money for a taxi.

You know,

I see you two nights a week.

Not my fault.

- Maggie:
Sweetheart...

- What?

Anyway, how's your essay

coming along?

Hmm?

Aunt Alexandra in the shaping

of scout's...

Maggie:
Actually,

I can read it myself.

So, who wrote it?

Jay?

I mean, how can I

let you go out, sweetheart,

when you do things like this?

You're not going.

You can stay home.

Why are you trying

so hard to ruin my life?

Maggie:
You'll thank me later.

For what? Leaving dad?

I'm trying to give you

every opportunity that I can.

Oh, what, so I can become a strong,

independent woman like you?

- Man:

Show us your whizza!

Evelyn:
Where you off to?

- Just a party.

- Yeah?

Don't suppose you want

something to smoke?

Do you a stick for a tenner?

- Yeah?

- Evelyn:
Yeah.

John:
Oh, sh*t, no.

So, Simmo must have

got the last one.

- Bloody idiot! Why didn't ya...

- No. Sorry.

- bloody say something? -Oh, no worries.

Thanks anyway.

Evelyn:
We've got more

at home.

We're just one street that way.

I should probably get going.

Evelyn:
Yeah, all right then.

John:
All right.

Have a good night.

Sorry.

Do you know

which way the highway is?

Yeah. You chasing a taxi?

Yep.

- Evelyn:
Yeah, if you just go

straight for three streets. -Yep.

Take a left, walk to the end of the

road and you should find one there.

- Vicki:
Thank you.

- Yeah, no worries.

Vicki:
Bye.

Hey, you sure?

Bloody good stuff.

I mean, you're more than

welcome to call a cab

from our place too, if you like.

It's totally fine.

Yeah, all right.

All right, jump on in.

John:
Got enough room there?

Vicki:
Yeah.

John:
All righty.

I'm John.

This here's my queen, Evie.

Vicki:
Hey. Evelyn:

How're you going, love?

Nice to meet ya.

Vicki:
Good, I'm Vicki.

Evelyn:
Vicki. Hey, Vicki.

John:
Nice to meet you,

Vicki Vick.

John:
Home sweet home.

I'll just wait here.

Evelyn:
Yeah, all right.

John:
Sweet as a bag of salt.

So how long you two

been together?

Oh, god, I've been with him

since I was, like, 13.

- Vicki:
Wow.

- Yeah, I know.

- Vicki:
Wow.

- Yeah.

Vicki:
How many kids

have you got?

I got two. Mmm-hmm.

- They're not his kids, though.

- Right.

Yeah, we split for a bit,

so they don't live here yet.

But they're gonna soon,

so that'll be good.

- Nice.

- Yeah.

Evelyn:
Wanna smoke, love?

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Thanks.

Hey! Lou-Lou!

Uh uh uh! Calm down.

Settle. Settle, darling.

- Sorry.

- That's okay.

She looks really mean.

She's just a big sook,

aren't ya, huh?

Aren't ya?

Aren't ya, sweetheart? Yeah.

She won't bite you. Lou-Lou!

Vicki:
Hi, Lou-Lou.

Evelyn:
John got her for me.

My dad actually

just got me a puppy.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

He reckons it's really dogs

that tamed us.

- Yeah, that'd be right.

- Yeah.

You tamed me, didn't you?

- John:
Hon?

- Yeah?

I just got the message

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