The Ritual Page #4

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- Donner?

No, chicken shish, please.

Rob liked a donner. You remember that?

Yeah.

Every Saturday night at uni.

There he was, pissed,

covered in grease.

What the f***?

What the f*** is it?

(FLIES BUZZING)

- DOM:
Why is it ripped open?

- It's been gutted.

Yeah, but why hang it like that?

I mean, would someone do that?

Well, it didn't f***ing

put itself there, that's for sure.

- Could be hunters out here.

- What, bait?

Possibly.

Or it's the bit they don't show you

in the nature documentaries.

What could do that, though?

- A bear.

- Do bears do that?

I don't know, Dominic,

I'm not a f***ing bear expert.

- It's still bleeding.

- So?

So it means that whatever did that,

we should go. It's a fresh kill.

Yeah, we should go.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(THUNDER CRASHING)

(THUNDER CRASHING)

DOM:
F***ing Jesus Christ!

- F***.

- (THUNDER CRASHING)

- Where the hell are we, Hutch?

- Let me check.

PHIL:
This is ridiculous, man.

- HUTCH:
We should pitch the tents.

- What?

We should pitch the tents!

So we're giving up

making it back to town tonight, then?

I don't see

we have much choice, Philip.

Guys.

- What is it? What is it?

- Look at this.

- Huh?

- Look.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

- HUTCH:
Well, how about that?

- PHIL:
What is that?

Is that a house?

- Come on.

- Thank Christ.

- DOM:
Hey, Hutch. Wait a minute!

- Come on!

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

- DOM:
Can you see anything?

- It looks empty!

DOM:
We should leave it alone, then.

- Let's kick it in.

- No f***ing way.

We need to get undercover, mate.

- Phil, give us a hand.

- All right, come on, then.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

We can't just break in.

We can't stay out here all night.

On three, yeah?

- One, two, three.

- (THUD)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(SHORT ROAR)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(SHORT SHRIEK)

- Luke, you're getting soaked.

- Did you hear that?

No, I didn't hear anything. Come on.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

This is clearly the house

we'll get murdered in.

HUTCH:
It's not as bad as

our uni accommodation.

That's the shape on the tree, I think.

Guys, this place is definitely

abandoned, yeah?

Abandoned? Who'd have moved in?

HUTCH:
Whoever it was,

they were packing. Look at that.

- I don't like this place.

- Not too keen on it myself, mate,

but it's a lesser-of-two-evils

kind of situation.

Hutch. I definitely

just heard something outside.

Well, maybe you did, Lukey.

We're not the only animals

in the woods.

Right, let's see

if we can get this stove working.

We'll need stuff to burn.

- PHIL:
Like what?

- HUTCH:
Anything made of wood'll do.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

PHIL:
We're gonna smash the place up,

are we?

- And what if the homeowners come back?

- F*** 'em.

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