Night of Something Strange

Synopsis: Five teenage friends set out for the beach on their Spring Break vacation. Good times are cut short when one of the group, Carrie, contracts a deadly sexual transmitted disease during a bathroom stop. When they stop for the night at an isolated motel, the real terror begins when the STD virus starts running rampant, turning those infected into the living dead. However, there's more going on at the motel than meets the eye.
Genre: Comedy, Horror
Director(s): Jonathan Straiton
  9 wins & 15 nominations.
94 min


(mysterious piano music)

(rhythmic thrumming)

(water splashing)

(door creaking)

(metal wheels creaking)

(thrumming melody)

(door chime beeping)

(lyrical chanting)

(deep bass music)

(rhythmic grunting)

(guttural groan)

(food sizzling)

- [Woman] Cornelius,

come get your dinner.

(low thrumming melody)

(agonized groaning)

(low orchestral music)


(urine splashing)

Cornelius, are you deaf?

What in the hell do

you think you're doing?



Oh, oh, Cornelius!

What are you doing?

What the hell!


(terrified cries)

No, no, no, no, no!

(fighting cries)


(aggressive grunting)

(both yelling breathily)

(deep guttural growling)

(muted warbles)

(forceful cry)

(pained groan)

(fearful utterances)

(deep vibrating tones)

(breathing heavily)

(forceful yell)

(blood squelching)

(whimpering cries)

(both screaming)

(wet squelching)

(sustained yowl)

(breathy grunts)

(suspenseful orchestral melody)

(low growls)

(heavy thud)

(brakes squeal)

(crashing thud)

(car hissing)

- Was that a bear?

- I think it was a man.

- A Man-bear?

- No, just a man.

- Oh m' God, oh m' God.

- Goddammit, Woody.

I thought you said you was

straight to drive, man.

(muted grunt)

(metallic thumps)

(suspenseful violin)

- What was that?

- I think it's under the truck.

(swelling violin melody)

- This is just like that movie,

where they ran over that dude

and they thought they

killed 'em, but they didn't,

and then he came back next

summer and then he killed them.

Sh*t, that's gonna happen to us.

We're gonna die!

- Goddammit, Woody,

we ain't gonna die.

Now back this f***in' truck up,

so we can get can get

the f*** outta here.

(swelling violin melody)

(heavy thud)

- [Woody] What the f***?

F*** this.

- Yes, Sir.

(repetitive percussive melody)

(ethereal vocalization)

(deep growl)

(strident screeching tones)

- [Christine VOICEOVER] With

a long-anticipated senior year

around the corner,

I think it's time to

join the secret society

of sleep addicts.

Who'm I kidding?

I dream loudly, but I have to

buckle down if I want to get

into a good college.

I don't wanna jinx myself.

Forget school for now.

After today, it's officially

beach week and I can't wait.

I'm going with my BFF

since grade school, Carrie

and her stupe-ass

boyfriend, Freddy.

- Spring break, b*tches.

- [Christine VOICEOVER]

I swear, one day,

I hope he knocks himself

out doing that pose.


- Have a seat, Fredrick.

- [Freddy] Yes, ma'am.

Hey, buddy.

(light thud)


- [Christine VOICEOVER]

Then there's Jason.

He's my half-cousin.

Which doesn't stop him from

trying to put the moves on me.



(scoffs) Brooklyn, my other

BFF, Samara's douche-boyfriend.

He moved here in the sixth

grade but still claims New York.

Ew, I wish he would move back.

Which brings me to

Samara, she's in geometry,

probably chewing gum and

playing with her hair.

So, pen's off to

you, dear journal,

let's make this one black,

white, red and awesome.

(bell clanging)

All over.

(students chattering)

- Okay, class, settle down.

I want you to

spend the remainder

of the class reading Chapter

13 on moving proteins

into membranes.

- I've got some protein

that needs moving.


- You can move yourself

to the Principal's office,

if you like.

That's what I thought.

Now begin reading, class.

(muted traffic)

(engine roars)

("Mean Motherf***er Blues")

I woke up one morning

And I kicked my dog

I beat my neighbor's head in

With a big maple log

Then I called his

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