S. Darko

Synopsis: July, 1995, the time is out of joint. Two teen girls, Sam and Corey, have left Virginia for L.A. to start over. Sam's brother has died and her family's shattered; Corey's too wild. They have car trouble in a small desert town, where Corey immediately starts her partying ways, where a meteorite strikes a windmill, and where a burned-out Desert Storm vet predicts the end of the world in four days. Sam hallucinates while sleepwalking, young men have disappeared from town, and cars come out of nowhere to cause accidents. Time travel may be possible, but it takes courage and resolve. Is the addled war veteran right? If he is, can Corey or Sam make things right?
Director(s): Chris Fisher
Production: 20th Century Fox
Rotten Tomatoes:
103 min

No way of knowing

if she's ever coming back

No way of knowing

if I care or not

- Only two more good mornings.

- Only one more day.

- We're so perfect.

- Immaculate.

And I'm alive

And I'm alone

And I've never wanted

to be either of those

And she shines

And she shines for me

She shines for me

No way of knowing

if she's ever coming back

No way of knowing

if I care or not

No way of knowing if she's right

or if she's wrong

No way of knowing

if I'll carry on

And she shines

And she shines for me


- Kill it!

- What?

Turn it off!

Doesn't look too good.

Okay. Well, now what?

We wait?



That's your plan.

You got a better one?

Sam, wake up.

Someone's coming.


- What's goin' on?

- Our car broke down.

Your friend okay?

She's dead.


Froze to death.

Yeah, that happens.

You all right?


See, she's an ice queen.

You need a flamethrower to get inside that.

- So, you want me to take a look?

- Where?

- Under the hood.

- Sure.


Well, you can't drive it.

Look, Conejo Springs is just up the road.

I can give you a ride.

Water pump's gone. I can order you a new one.

Might take a day or two.

- How much?

- Oh, couple of hundred. Maybe more.

Is this the only show

in town, or-

You want me to charge you

for that tow, no problem.

That's a hundred bucks right there.

But it's free for customers.

- Oh, so that's how you do it.

- I could fix it.

Is it all right if I look around

in your junkyard, Mr. Pickford?

Parts is parts.

You never know.

You just might get lucky.

- Mmm.

- What?

- Might get lucky.

- He didn't mean it like that.

- Mm-hmm. Parts is parts.

- Leave me alone.

- You guys need a ride to the motel?

- Hell, yeah.

- How far is it?

- Just around the corner- like everything.

- Well, we could walk.

- What about your stuff?

- Empty bags of chips are yours.

- And the hula hoop?

So, can we, like, get a bottle

on the way, or something?

It's a free country.

Oh, well, I guess

you got yourself a job, mister.


So you guys want me to wait?

Oh, we can handle it ourselves.

Well, you got my number.

What is wrong with you?


Can't you even pretend to be happy?

However, Marcia Clark

may have to reschedule-

Judge Ito will determine

later today-

Space shuttle ain't blastin' off

till next month.

- Is that a fact?

- Oh.

You gals not with

the Star Trek club, are you?

- Got wait-listed.

- It's a pretty picky bunch. What can I do you for?

We need a room.

Oh. Only got one that's finished.

In the process of beautifyin'.

- How much is it?

- How many you stayin'?

- Forever, we hope.

- Just a couple.

I'll give you the daily rate.

Honeymoon suite.

What happened to that little boy?


He went missin'.

Not the first around here neither.

Kids, they do the darndest things.

Well, don't worry about us.

We're little angels.

A little ketchup up at the top.

There we go.

All right, you ready?

It's this simple.

How long is this gonna take, champ?

Well, less than two minutes.

- Say that again.

- Less than two minutes.

Two minutes?

Everything will be cold and dark.

Are you ready to die?

Are you afraid?

I'm a good soldier.

Everything dies.

She told me you would come.


Save yourself.

Four days, 17 hours...

That is when the world will end.

Follow me.

I'm afraid I can't

let you sleep here.

Must've been quite a night.

You got anyplace to be?

Oh, I'm sure somebody's

waitin' for you somewhere.

My friend Corey- at the motel.

Come on. Up you go.


You know, there's a pervert

loose in town.

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