The Hitcher

(PHONE RINGING)

GRACE.:
(GROGGILY) Hello?

You still asleep?

No, I'm not...

Get up. I'm outside.

Why? What time is it?

It's time to go.

Come on, hurry up.

You're late.

Hey.

Hi!

Sorry I'm late.

It's okay.

Good morning.

Morning.

Nice pj's.

Let's go.

We're going.

I know that look.

You got to pee.

No, I don't.

Yeah, okay. Yeah, I do.

Babe, we just left.

I know. I'm sorry.

We haven't even been

six blocks.

Well, I got to go.

Okay.

I'll be fast.

Okay.

Okay.

Can we go?

Yes.

You sure? Positive?

Yeah. Come on.

Gross.

Here. Hand me that water.

Grab the wheel.

Whoa, whoa.

Come on.

Yeah. That's impressive.

Thank you.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(MO VE ALONG PLAYING ON RADIO)

I'm excited

for the girls to meet you.

I can't wait to meet them.

Are your friends

gonna like me?

They're gonna love you.

(GASPING) Look out!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Oh, my God.

Oh, sh*t.

Did you hit him?

What the f***

was that guy doing

in the road?

Did you hit him?

No. I don't know.

I don't know. Sh*t.

You okay?

Yeah. We almost killed him.

I'm gonna go see

if he's okay.

What? Why?

Grace, we're in

the middle of nowhere.

We can't just leave

that guy out here.

We gotta see if he's okay.

That guy is just

standing there, Jim.

He's not even moving.

What kind of freak

just stands

in the middle of the road

and doesn't even flinch?

Oh, man.

He's coming over here.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

No, please. Let's just

call somebody for help, okay?

Let's go.

I don't want to

pick up a stranger

out here.

All right. All right.

(ENGINE STALLING)

What's wrong?

Engine's flooded.

Come on. He's coming up here.

Come on...

JIM:
F***.

Come on, start! Come on!

(ENGINE STARTING)

No signal.

This isn't right.

I'm sure someone else

will come along.

Yeah. I hope so.

You know, I never did

a full 360 before.

First one.

Just keep your eyes

on the road.

I will.

(EXCLAIMING)

Man, raining out there

pretty hard, huh?

Yeah.

Hey, Doritos or Cheetos?

Cheetos.

Ding Dongs or Twinkies?

Ding Dongs.

Damn. Lady knows

her processed foods, huh?

Yeah.

Pump number seven.

Hey, there's a guy broke down

a few miles back.

Can you send someone

with a tow, or...

Yeah, that's a no-can-do.

That's Buford's truck

out there.

Probably be back

around 7:
00.

All right.

I'm gonna go

to the bathroom.

Good.

CLERK:
Oh.

You need a key, ma'am.

And there you go.

I'm just joking with you.

Thanks.

That's a car, ain't it?

What?

That's a bad-ass

f***in' ride, man.

Regular little

p*ssy wagon, huh?

Right.

What do you drive?

Been fixing up this Camaro

in my back yard.

Guys want to take

a little break

from the drive,

you can come on over.

That's all right.

We got to get

on the road, man.

I got a couple of donkeys

in the back yard.

Me and my cousin

raise those things.

I got kicked in the eye.

That's why I got

a lazy eye and sh*t.

I tried to milk

that son of a b*tch.

You can't milk

a f***ing donkey, though.

You know what I'm saying?

(STAMMERING) Yeah.

All right. Anyway.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(INAUDIBLE)

I'm okay.

There you go.

Thanks.

Hi.

Hey.

You have a motel nearby?

There's one in Tatum,

about 15 miles north of here.

Hey, I bet you he's that guy

who was having car troubles.

Yeah. Hey, sorry

for taking off back there.

That was you?

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

Don't worry about it.

I wouldn't have

picked me up, either.

You still headed north?

Yeah.

Would you mind giving me

a ride to the motel?

Yeah, okay.

Yeah?

Yeah.

What's going on?

This is the guy

we almost hit.

He can't get a tow

until morning,

so I told him

we could give him a ride

to the motel.

JOHN:
Hi.

I'm John Ryder.

Grace.

Nice to meet you, Grace.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING

ON IPOD)

So, where you from, man?

All over.

What do you do?

I'm between jobs. You know?

Yeah.

My dad changed jobs a lot

when I was a kid.

Yeah?

Yeah, he's a salesman.

It's Ford trucks now,

but he's sold

everything from Buicks

to farm equipment.

That's probably what

I'll end up doing, too.

Where you heading?

Lake Havasu. Spring break.

Sounds like fun.

Yeah.

I hope so.

She's a good-looking girl.

Thank you.

How long

you been f***in' her?

Excuse me?

It's a simple question.

How long you been f***ing

your wife?

I don't have one.

Well, what's with

the wedding ring, then?

It helps strangers

think I'm trustworthy.

Aren't you?

No.

Hey, hey, hey!

What the f***

are you doing, man?

All right, you know what?

That's it.

Ride's over, pal.

Keep driving.

All right. Okay? Okay?

Look, we don't want

any trouble, all right?

We just...

What do you want?

We got money.

I don't want your money.

What do you want?

You want the car?

I don't want your car.

Come on, man.

What do you want, man?

Stop!

Hey, what are you doing?

Jim.

If you f***ing hurt her,

you're a f***ing dead man!

Jim.

I want you to stop me.

Don't hurt her, all right?

Jim!

Then stop me.

(GASPING)

How? You're the one

with the f***in' knife.

All you have to say

is four little words.

"I want to die."

Say what?

"I want to die."

Don't say it.

For your sake, he better.

(CHUCKLES)

You want her to die?

No. No.

Say it!

Come on. I...

I...

Want...

Want...

To...

To...

Die.

I don't want to die!

Get his door! Get the door!

I'm going to kick

this motherf***er out!

Get the door!

(GRACE SCREAMS)

JIM:
Get out of my car!

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