I Spit on Your Grave Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 101 min
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and they go to the Village
for one reason.
And that's to get laid.
Jennifer's voice:
"Chapter 8-- page one.
Finally,
after weeks of self-doubt
and much deliberation,
she embarked
on a temporary
Ieave of absence
from everything...
that...
that..."
- "...formed
the fabric
of her life--
the big city...
her job, her friends--"
( man whistles )
Whoo!
Hello there!
- Hey!
- Hey, hello!
Hiya there.
"Her hectic
daily schedule,
restless days
and sleepless nights..."
( boat approaching )
( typing )
( man whistling )
( whistles )
( man shouting )
( man shouts )
( whistles )
( whooping )
Go left! Go left!
What are you guys doing?
Hold it, Stanley.
( whooping )
Look what we got here.
Jennifer:
Stop it, you jerk!
You maniacs!
Bastards!
Jennifer:
Bastards!
Stop it!
- ( whooping )
- Stop it!
Bastards!
Look at her!
Whoo! Come on!
Andy, watch your head.
- Whoo! Look at this ass.
- Come on, baby.
Come this way.
Whoa!
She's a wild one.
Over here, come here.
Ooh, I'm in love.
Aw, pretty lady,
let me help you up.
We got her now!
- ( men whooping )
- ( panting )
- Bastards!
- Whoa!
( whooping )
( shrieks )
( grunting )
( laughs )
Hey, Andy, Stanley, come here.
- Stop it!
- Grab her arm.
Stop it!
The broad's all yours.
Come on.
( gasping )
Come on!
Not now.
Not now.
F***ing a**hole,
we got her for you, come on!
I can't do it now!
Not now!
God damn it, don't stand there
Iike a prick. Get over here.
- I can't.
- Come on!
Okay, f***ing a**hole,
just grab her Ieg.
( whimpering )
Faster faster. Come on.
Here, hold it tight.
- Stop it!
- Okay, relax, damn it.
- Keep quiet, f***ing broad.
- Stop it!
- Stop it!
- Move over.
Relax, damn it.
- ( grunting )
- ( screaming )
( grunting )
( moans )
( gasps )
- Yeah! ( moans )
- ( panting )
Mmm.
( laughs )
( whimpering )
- Come on.
- No!
Come on, you f***ing ass.
Move it! Come on, get her!
- I don't want to! Stop it!
- Go on, go! Go!
- I don't want to, no!
- Chicken sh*t!
You wanna be a man,
don't you?
Oh God!
Bastards!
- Don't miss your chance, Matthew.
- Do it, Matthew, come on.
This is your chance.
- Don't blow it.
- Whoo, Matthew! Yeah!
- Come on, do it.
- She's waiting there for you, boy.
Oh, that chicken
is running scared.
F***ing Matthew.
You're gonna die a virgin.
( sobbing )
( man snorts )
( blows nose )
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