100 Feet

Synopsis: A young woman, Marnie Watson, is granted early release from her prison sentence for manslaughter (killing her husband - a violent NYC cop - in self defense) on condition she wear an electronic ankle bracelet and remain within her home, effectively under house arrest, for the remainder of her sentence. Her late husband's partner keeps tabs on her from a patrol car parked across the street, hoping she'll violate probation and he can send her back to prison. But the 100-foot radius her ankle bracelet allows isn't the worst of her problems. Her dead husband --now a malevolent ghost--is still in the house, where he died -- intent on savage revenge.
Director(s): Eric Red
Production: The Asylum
96 min

What are you looking at?


Shanks, what's your status?

Yeah, I got her in the car now.

She's not going anywhere.

Listen, we hit a little traffic

on the BQE.

Running a little late.

Tell Jimmy to meet us at the house.

- Over.

- Copy.

Here we are.

Home sweet home.

Enjoy the fresh air.

Last time you'll get to.

- Now, let's go.

- I'm goin'.

Let's go.

Hasn't changed much, has it?


- You're late.

- Yeah, traffic.

- Hi. I'm Jimmy.

- Hi.

- Let's get started.

- All right.

Yeah, it's a bit bulky.

Actually, I keep requesting

the smaller ones,

but the department won't spend

the money, so...

Just put the f***ing thing on her.

I'm gonna need your leg, please.

Is that too tight?

- What, is this a date?

- No, it's fine.

There you go.

Now, it stays on your ankle

all the time.

It never comes off,

even when you shower.

Key stays with me.

You're now under house arrest,

and you'll remain on these premises

for the duration of your entire sentence.

- Understand?

- Yes.

Good. Jimmy, show her

how this thing works.

You're free to move anywhere

within 100 foot radius.

If you go past the 100 foot perimeter,

an alarm activates.

If the alarm continues

for more than 3 minutes,

a signal will automatically be sent,

and the cops will be dispatched

to the scene immediately.

That would be me.

Break house arrest,

you go back to jail.

Any violation automatically adds 10 years

to your sentence. You get it?

- Do you get it?!

- Yeah, I get it!

Also, if you attempt to remove

the electronic ankle bracelet,

or otherwise tamper with the base unit,

again, an alarm will

automatically alert the police.

Just try.


I wanna make sure that you have maximum

mobility within this restricted area.

- Thanks, Jimmy.

- You're welcome.

Now, the base unit comes

with its own power source,

so even if we get a blackout

or something, it's live.

Ms. Watson, go to

the front door, please.



What do you think you're doing?

I got to get the mail, don't I?

Any questions?

None on my end.

How about you, Lou?


You got it.

Have a nice day, Lou.

You'd think you guys would

have cleaned that up.

You made the mess, you clean it up.

Here you got the next year to sit in

this house and think about what you did.

I hope it doesn't give you

a minute's peace.

You, son of a b*tch!

If you'd have answered

just one of my 9-1-1 calls,

or taken any of my police

reports seriously,

Mike would be alive today.

You didn't have to kill my partner.

Better him than me.


What do you mean you got no one

in the area to turn the power on?

I called Con Ed twice today.

The guy said he'd be here between 1 and 4.

Not until Monday?

Oh, man! I got to go a whole weekend

with no electricity?

That's just great.

No. No, that's it.

Thank you.


Honey, your fine ass better be in front

of a color TV watching American Idol,

with a Hagen-Daz in one hand and a bottle

of Johnnie Walker in the other.

What's up, girlfriend?!

Same b*tches different day, you know.

How's everything on the outside, baby?

Well, I'm home, Chandra.

But, you know, they gave me one of those

electronic bracelet thingies, you know?

So it's like I'm sort

of still in jail.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Go get laid.

Oh, I don't know how much action

I'm gonna see stuck in this house.

Use the phone.

Make a booty call.

You don't know how lucky you are.

You make damn sure

you never come back here.

Rosey and Johnson are still in solitary

for that sh*t they did to you.

I could never go back inside.

I'd die first.

Listen, my time is up.

I gotta go, but I'm glad you're home.

The girls in Cell Block "C" say hi.

- Call me.

- Come visit.

Who's there?

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, no...

Oh, no, no, God!

Please don't be a rat.

Oh, God!

Oh, my God, you scared

the sh*t out of me!

Come here.


Come on. It's okay.

Come here.

Come on.

Hi... It's okay.

I ain't gonna hurt you!

Get back. Get back

or I'll use this! Back off!

- How did you get in?

- Don't cut me!

- How did you get in?

- There is an open window in the basement.

- The basement. That's where you've been staying?

- Yes. In the basement.

- Get out. Get out.

- I'm going.

- Get out!

- I'm going!

Hi, is this Gristedes?

Do you deliver?

- Who's there?

- Gristedes delivery.

Hang on a sec.

- Hi.

- Hi.

It's a long story.

Oh, come in.

Where do you want these?

Kitchen. Just down the hall.


- You just moved in?

- Yeah.

Well, not exactly.

It's my house.

I was away for awhile.

I live just up the street.

This place was closed up

for the longest tome. I thought...

the cops had...

I don't know.

- It's a nice place.

- Oh, thanks.

- I'm Marnie.

- I'm Joey. Hi.

Hi, Joey.

I'm gonna need you to bring me

groceries regularly. Is that okay with you?

The market is right around the corner.

Yeah. I know. I'm kind

of the stay-at-home type.

That's cool. I can use the tips.


- How's five?

- Yeah, thanks, that'll be cool.

So, um, what do you do?

Oh, I... I work out of the house.

Right. Well, cool.

Okay, well...

Yeah, well, I guess I should be getting back.

- I'll see you around, Ms. Watson.

- Marnie.

Right. Nice to meet you, Marnie.

Robbing the cradle.

What happened?

I fell down.

No. What happened, Marnie?

- I don't remember.

- You remember prison?

How did you get a bruise

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Eric Red

Eric Red (born Eric Joseph Durdaller; February 16, 1961) is an American screenwriter and director, best known for writing the horror films The Hitcher and Near Dark, as well as writing and directing Cohen and Tate. more…

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