House Hunting

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[heart beating]

Let's go.

Wait, wait, wait.

Can we go, just the two of us?

Look, if this is gonna work,

you two need to get along.

She doesn't like me.

Well, it takes effort

from both sides.

She's had a hard time lately,

that's all I'm saying.

Come on, you know

I didn't mean anything by it.

Just come.

OK.

But you're gonna

make it up to me later.

OK, I will.

I mean with dinner...out.

Yeah, OK.

Look at how many of you

there are.

Oh, cool.

You think all the you's

are thinking the same thing?

Yeah, they're thinking,

"Get me out of this TV."

I can't believe

you're doing homework.

AP classes.

Um, you girls better clean up.

Emmy, get ready.

We're leaving in a half.

Is she going?

Yes, she's going.

Can't I just stay here?

We're leaving in a half.

She's so fake.

She seems nice.

Yeah, too nice.

Yeah, well, at least

she leaves you alone.

My step-mom always

wants to hang out,

even bribes me with

wine coolers.

It's pitiful.

This is actually a really good

price for 70 acres.

We foreclosed on this house

eight months ago.

It's only now just coming

on the market.

That's sad.

It's not so sad.

It had to go to somebody.

OK, peeps.

Lunch?

Lunch, for sure.

OK, I see how it is.

Ah, well, at least

we agreed on something.

Yes, we do...at last.

Well, what do we think?

Got anything else?

Jesus, man, you shouldn't

sneak up on people.

Sorry about that.

Not too keen on

the neighborhood, huh?

Not really.

Well, I don't blame you.

It's pre-fab crap around here.

You live around here?

Me? No, no, no, no.

Is that your son?

Yeah.

You know, you look like a man

who needs some space.

You know, a place you can

really stretch your legs.

What if I told you

I had just the place?

I should have figured you were

trying to sell something.

You a realtor?

No, no, this is my place.

The open house is today.

It's a real escape

from the world.

That's a deal for 70 acres.

What's the catch?

Oh, there's no strings attached.

You just have to really want it.

I'll hope to see you there.

Come on, Ollie.

So, Em, want to go

shopping tomorrow?

We could, um, go to a movie.

What else could we do?

I guess we could, um...

EMMY:
Who's that guy?

Who?

Did you see that?

Careful! Sorry, sir.

Did you see that man?

What man?

Him?

-His face!

-Shh!

Great tour.

Yeah, we could do this today.

We'll give you a call.

There has been a lot

of interest in the place.

We'll give you a call.

Thank you.

Thank you.

It was great.

You should've gone inside,

and the price is perfect.

It's not right.

What's wrong with it? You didn't

even give it a chance.

It had a pool.

How long exactly do you

plan on staying with us?

Jesus, Don.

I am sorry to burden you.

It's your fault

you're in that thing.

It's yuppy-ville around here,

drives me crazy.

Come on, let's take a look

at this place.

Where did you get that?

I want to go home!

It won't take long.

I'm telling you what I saw!

Oh, my God.

I saw him, too.

There was nothing wrong

with him,

except for the tacky hat.

Dad, why won't you

listen to me?

Please, Emmy,

I understand you don't want

to be here, OK, but really!

This has nothing to do with her!

Her?

Is that how I'm referred to now?

I'll refer to you

any way I like!

Both of you, stop it!

Now we're going to go

see this house,

and then we're going

to go home.

And I don't want to hear

any more about it

from either of you.

I don't want to hear a word!

That's him, that's the guy

from the restaurant.

CHARLIE:
Emmy!

Come on.

Look at this place!

Huh?

CHARLIE:
Well, it looks like

we missed the open house.

EMMY:
Technically

it's still an open house.

Hello?

Hello?

MAN ON RECORDING: Welcome

to lot number 6485.

Feel free to take a look

around.

Press the buttons

on the speakers

you see around the house

to hear about this great place!

I think you'll like

what you see.

People are so lazy nowadays.

Well, we can go in.

[car pulls into driveway]

CHARLIE:
Who's this?

This is more like it.

CHARLIE:
Hi.

I take it

you're not the realtor?

No.

We're the Hayses.

I'm Charlie Hays.

Don.

The door was wide open,

we just peeked in.

The number's on the sign,

we'll just get it.

I'm cold.

I'm gonna go sit in the car.

Bye.

He seems friendly.

He sees us as competition,

and well he should.

For what?

Oh, come on, this is pristine!

of nowhere.

That's my point.

The service out here sucks.

Dad!

-Is everybody OK?

-Yeah.

-Emmy?

-I'm fine.

You didn't hit her, did you?

No, he didn't hit her.

You didn't, did you?

No.

I don't think so.

SUSAN:
Hello?

Oh, my God.

CHARLIE:
Hello?

SUSAN:
Would you help me,

please?

[girl grunting]

CHARLIE:
What's the matter?

Is somebody after you?

EMMY:
I think

she bit her tongue.

SUSAN:
Just keep her down.

[girl becomes quiet]

[car pulls up]

[car door shuts]

Did you hit her?

No, she ran out of the woods

in front of the car, we swerved.

What's wrong with her mouth?

CHARLIE:
She bit her tongue.

F***ing gross.

SUSAN:
She's in shock.

DON:
How do you know?

I'm a nurse.

She was running from someone.

Do you think this is

why the house is empty?

CHARLIE:
What...

well, what do you mean?

Let's get out of here,

let's get her to the hospital.

[straining]

One, two, three.

Hey! Hey!

Don! What are you doing?

Could you turn the heat up,

please?

She's freezing.

Who do you think she is?

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