The truck, Bobby!
Stay alert.
(SCREAMlNG)
Because we do not know when they're gonna attack.
(GUN FlRlNG)
Or how.
He's dead.
(TlRES SCREECHlNG)
(BABY CRYlNG)
(TlRES SCREECHlNG)
Dad, the place looks great since you got everything out of the boxes.
McCALL: Oh, thanks!
I've rearranged the back bedroom.
So it's yours any weekend.
I'm leaving the city.
Oh?
I've been accepted at the Strasbourg Conservatory in Paris.
Hey!
Hey, that's a great honor!
So, when are you leaving?
Tuesday.
That soon?
Ah.
And how long will you be away?
A year at least. Could be longer.
Oh, I see.
Well, that does take me a little off my guard.
I was hoping...
Well. Tuesday.
Well, that means we've got a few days. Spend the weekend together.
I don't know.
I got, so many things to do, Dad. I gotta pack. I got things...
You know, I got things. Scott! It's two days.
Two days! We'll go somewhere out of the city,
somewhere interesting, just...
I mean, I understand that you have a lot to do before you leave,
it's just that there are one or two things I wanted to say to you
and I would like to say them in the right setting.
All right. You want the weekend? You got it.
(DOOR CLOSlNG)
This cabin we're going to, how did you arrange it so quickly?
Oh, I've, uh, I've used it in the past.
What for?
To keep a man safe.
You've never talked about your job before.
Usually, when I'd ask that kind of question, all l'd get back would be mumbles.
Why the change?
This weekend, Scott,
we both have to be candid.
It's the only chance we have to get to know each other.
And I want that. I want that very much.
And now, there isn't much time.
(SCOFFS) No! No, now there's not much time.
And whose fault is that?
So, whipping me about the past?
That is what this weekend is all about, is it?
Hey, I wish we had a past!
Perhaps we should simply go back to the city.
Go back? No.
No, that would be too easy.
And last thing I want this weekend to be is easy.
(GRUNTS)
(ROCK MUSIC BLARING ON TRUCK RADIO)
(MAN WHOOPlNG)
It's upside down.
Sorry.
Hey, you dirtbag!
Crazy, baby!
(MEN WHOOPlNG)
MAN: Hey, gorgeous! Want a ride?
We shouldn't have taken that last right. We should have stuck to the main roads.
I said I'm sorry.
Jake, I'm not accusing you!
No, you just see fit to mention it every ten minutes.
I just think it was stupid.
Yeah, and it was my idea, but you're not accusing me.
Forget it.
I'm trying to.
Jake, you're such a jerk sometimes.
You just get so offensive. I can't take it anymore.
Then don't!
I'm gonna get something to drink.
Fine, go ahead.
(MEN WHOOPlNG)
(ROCK MUSIC BLARING)
MAN: All right, whip it around, Bobby!
(MUSlC STOPS)
Where you going?
Boston.
Well, we only got room for one.
He's just kidding. Throw your stuff in the back.
Well, we're kind of looking for a straight shot. You know, one ride all the way.
Well, you're not gonna get there. Not from here.
We'll take you to the lnterstate.
MELlNDA: No, really, it's okay.
What's the matter? You too good to take a ride from us?
Come on, we're harmless! Besides, Bobby's right.
You'll be here all night waiting for a ride.
We would have a better chance at the lnterstate.
It's on our way.
Come on.
Come on in.
Let's go, boys.
RAY: Kick this pig in the butt, Bobby. Let's see what this baby'll do.
DlLLART: Shut up, Ray.
Watch it, Bobby.
(MEN WHOOPlNG)
(TlRES SCREECHlNG)
Well!
McCALL: "Well" what?
It's a cabin.
Reminds me a lot of Tamakwa.
Tamakwa?
I believe they got a cure for that nowadays.
It was a camp I went to,
when we lived in Connecticut.
Mom and l.
I didn't mean it like that.
Yes, you did.
Scott.
Let's not, uh, start treating each other with kid gloves, hmm?
Otherwise, we'll never have the chance
to get to know how we really feel about each other.
And that would be very sad.
Okay.
So, how does this work here?
How do we just shift gears?
Well...
I suppose it should start with me
trying to behave like a father
without feeling guilty about it.
So, why don't you start unpacking
(VOlCE RlSlNG) and clean up the cabin?
A little more severe.
Severe? Yeah.
So, why don't you start unpacking
(STERNLY) and clean up the cabin?
How about some country caviar?
(MEN EXCLAlMlNG)
You're a pig.
BOBBY: Here, let me wipe it off.
No! I can do it myself.
RAY: Want a beer?
(GASPlNG)
Come on, guys. We don't need this. RAY: You got something to say?
JAKE: Let's just cool it, okay?
MELlNDA: Hey! Aren't we going the wrong way?
Just stop the truck.
It's a shortcut.
Shortcut nothing. Just stop the truck and let us out.
What do you think's gonna happen?
Come on. I don't think this is funny. Just...
I don't like it at all.
What you getting testy about? It's a short cut.
What do you think we're gonna do?
It's not what she's thinking, it's what she's hoping!
Jake! Would you tell him to stop?
Don't get yourself in an uproar, you'll get where you're going.
BOBBY: And happier for the experience!
Mmm!
Take your hands off of me!
(MEN WHOOPlNG)
(WHlSTLlNG HAPPlLY)
(WHOOPlNG)
MELlNDA: Stop it! Stop it! DlLLART: Come on!
Stop it! Stop it, please!
(MELlNDA GRUNTlNG)
Hey! Stay out of it!
(SHOUTlNG)
(WHlSTLlNG)
You get your hands off her!
Get your hands off me!
Run!
BOBBY: (lN MOCK ALARM) Uh-oh! Don't let her get away!
Short cut!
(MELlNDA YELPS)
RAY: Come on, Bobby!
Over here.
(GRUNTlNG)
(WHlSTLlNG)
Let go!
Bobby!
(MELlNDA SCREAMlNG)
(CRYlNG) Jake, please! Help me! No!
(CLOTHES RlPPlNG)
No!
Hey, partner! Come on.
You all right?
Dillart! Get over here!
He ain't moving, Ray.
I think you hurt him.
I think you hurt him bad, Ray.
MELlNDA: Jake!
I think he hit his head.
(CRYlNG) Jake!
Ray!
Why did you have to hit him so hard?
Hey! I barely touched...
Come on, Bobby! Let's move it!
My foot is on the accelerator!
DlLLART: Well, he doesn't look so good, you know.
BOBBY: Yeah, I know.
(SOBBlNG)
Jake!
He's dead.
(SlGHlNG)
(CHOPPlNG)
We got any beer? No.
I'll run in and get some.
Scott, take your jacket. You'll catch cold.
Take it easy!
Look, you keep your mouth shut about this, you understand?
Just let it alone and keep your mouth shut. We'll take you out of town.
DOCTOR: Miss!
Are you sure you don't want to come back in and lay down for a while?
(WlNClNG) I'm all right.
Well, don't go too far. Sheriff Stone will wanna talk to you.
I need a beer.
I need a lot of beers.
(COUNTRY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
You guys want anything besides booze burgers?
You hungry?
You want something to eat?
Get her a hamburger.
You want fries?
Just get her some fries.
Why the hell did you hit him so hard for?
I didn't hit him!
You didn't hit him, you only killed...
MAN: Hey! Hey! Hey!
Put a lid on it!
Or take it out of here.
Just take it easy.
He died. I didn't kill him. There's a difference.
And I ain't in this alone.
So don't try and lay it in my lap.
So, what are we gonna tell Sheriff Stone?
We'll tell him he hit his head on a rock.
We were out in the woods playing football...
Football? Oh, that's a good idea!
He went out for a pass and crashed.
DlLLART: He's not gonna believe that!
RAY: Look, if we stick together, why wouldn't they believe it?
I guess we got no choice.
What about her?
She says she wants to go to Toronto.
Let's just drop her off at the lnterstate.
It's not where she is. It's what she says.
She's a mess. Who knows what she's gonna say?
Hey, Toronto.
Well, you didn't get too far.
(SCOFFS)
What's the matter?
They killed Jake. And I think they're gonna kill me, too.
Hey, take off, buddy!
Get them!
Get her and the other guy, Bob.
DlLLART: Cut them off at Broad Avenue, Bobby!
(TlRES SCREECHlNG)
(HONKlNG)
Now what?
How did he know anybody was using this place?
Where are these guys from?
Does it matter?
Telephone.
Phone's dead.
Okay, we gotta find out who's in there and what they got.
What are we getting into here?
We're not getting into anything. We're already there.
We're talking about killing the girl, the kid, and whoever else they got in there.
We're talking about us
turning into old men in a four-by-eight cell.
Now, I'll tell you what,
you kill them or you kill me,
'cause one of them lives to tell what we did,
and I don't wanna live.
I'm in. What do you say, Bobby?
All right.
Now, here's what we do.
You keep them pinned down. I'm gonna take the truck, pick up some firepower.
That's their truck moving out.
Man, I don't like this.
Suck it up, Bobby. We gotta keep together on this.
Here, this'll keep you warm.
(GUNSHOT) Get down!
Now, let's go.
We've got some work to do.
Yeah.
Will this help?
Any hooks in it? I'm not sure.
Yes, there's a bunch. That's fine.
Matches.
Hope they're not too damp.
No, they'll be all right.
Melinda! Keep away from the window!
Now, listen, both of you.
I want you to keep looking.
I need a rope,
and see if you can come across any nails.
Above all, I need something that will ignite.
Keep your heads down and stay alert.
Because we do not know when they're gonna attack,
or how.
All right, off you go. Go on.
Scott?
I'm scared.
I have a feeling it goes with the territory.
Hey!
I know this will burn but I'm not sure if it's what you need.
It's not much good on its own.
That'll be all right, that'll be fine.
Go on, off you go. Off you go.
BOBBY: Hey, Dillart! Get over here! I found the fuse box.
Coming.
BOBBY: This is great. Let's take it out.
(ELECTRlClTY CRACKLlNG)
(GASPS)
It's all right. I was expecting it.
Scott, I need some wire.
Zip.
Here's some wax.
Thank you. That's fine.
Find a pot and melt it down.
Candles as well. Okay.
Wait a minute. Wait, I think we should talk about this.
What? What are we gonna say?
(PANTlNG) I don't like this!
You don't like it... I don't...
I don't like it! Enough, Ray.
We gotta keep together on this. Right, Bobby?
I need a beer.
Ray, listen to me.
Dad, what do you think they'll do now?
For a while, nothing.
But as frightened as we are now,
that's as frightened as they are.
Luckily, they're amateurs.
Professional would've walked in here by now
and that would be the end of us.
What if they do that? What if they come in right now?
We better be prepared.
Dad, their truck's back.
(SlGHlNG)
I need longer lengths. And strip both ends, right?
Foil. Foil, foil. I need foil.
Melinda,
see if there's any gum in your pockets.
What's it like out there, Scott?
Nothing's moving.
Here, how's that?
That's fine.
Right, unwrap the gum.
Now tear the wrappers into pieces,
about six of them, about that big. All right?
That's the idea.
All right!
Dad! Huh?
Check this out.
Huh?
Maybe there's some bullets for them.
They're flintlocks. They don't need bullets, they take ball and cap.
I haven't got time to sort that out, I'll do it later.
Okay. Let's finish this first.
Strips all done? Good, good, good.
You take one piece of gum.
You take the other.
And both of you, while you work, chew.
Now, how do you think we should do this?
I think we should just talk to them.
(CHUCKLlNG)
Right, Bobby. Invite them out for a beer.
Look, we got enough ammo and guns
to make toothpicks out of that cabin.
Anything moves, waste it.
Get me a beer, boy, I got work to do.
I think we should just think about this. We're talking about murder here.
We're already talking about murder, remember?
It's our word against their word.
Yeah, I aim to see their word isn't heard.
Now get me a beer.
Right.
Chewing gum.
(SNAPS FlNGERS)
Now the wax.
Shouldn't take long to harden.
We have to place two of these each side of the cabin.
How? They'll kill you if you go out there.
Not out there.
Underneath here.
Crawlspace beneath us.
How did you know that?
Sorry, I forgot. You've been here before.
I'll do it.
All right, kid.
Wait. What is it?
I think I heard something moving.
Well, what?
I can't tell.
Just be careful.
Now.
Back room!
(SCREAMS)
What happened? What happened?
I didn't even get a shot off.
What are you gonna do now?
I'm going in.
All or nothing.
Let's get moving.
You okay? Yes! Yes, yes, we're all right.
Give me the wire.
Scott. Yeah.
One more.
Come on. Move. Move.
(SlGHlNG)
You know, it's about time we gave those fellows
a lesson in fair play.
What'd you get? Nothing.
Glass.
Give me some stuffing from that quilt.
Pencil.
It's done.
They're all in place.
McCALL: Right.
(SlGHlNG)
Now, the question with this is
whether it is going to kill the person in front of it
or the person behind it.
Someone's moving out there. Get ready.
Now!
(SCREAMlNG)
Yes!
Look out, Bobby.
(GROANlNG) That's it.
One more.
SCOTT: Now!
(GRUNTlNG)
Way to go, Pop!
Scott, I know we've had our differences,
but I really must insist that never again,
under any circumstances whatsoever,
do you call me "Pop"!
Sorry.
(BELLOWlNG)
(GUN FlRlNG)
That's it.
(CONTlNUES BELLOWlNG)
(GUN FlRES)
RAY: I'll kill you! Back off!
Go on, boy, get down!
(SOBBlNG) Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet.
It's a waste of ammunition.
(CRYlNG) We're not gonna make it.
Melinda.
We're not.
We're gonna end up just like Jake.
That is not how we are going to end up.
It's not!
Now, they are going to make one last attempt, but it will be desperate.
And we will survive it.
No. It's gonna end the same. This is it.
Melinda, look at me.
Look at me! Come on, look!
(SNlFFLES)
(SOOTHlNGLY) You'll be all right.
Scott.
Stay with her.
What do you want for dinner?
What are you talking about?
You like pizza.
So? Hey, aren't you hungry?
Hasn't all this excitement worked up your appetite?
I'm starved.
You know I'm losing my mind, don't you?
We're gonna make it.
I promise we're gonna make it.
We gotta finish it.
Finish it? How are we gonna finish it?
He's got a gun in there!
Doesn't matter what he has.
We've got more.
I been saving it, case it came to this.
Saving what?
It's almost dawn, so we'd better hurry.
Here.
We'll take them out.
Well, we're ready for you.
You better be ready for us.
(CHUCKLES)
We haven't exactly had a chance to talk
to each other this weekend, have we?
No, not really.
I can understand
why you're so full of anger.
I can understand why that anger is mostly directed at me.
And I can understand why you might hate me.
Hate you?
My God, I could never...
When I was eight years old
and you left,
we were living across from the park.
I'd go there and sit on this one special rock, all by myself,
and try to figure out why my daddy hates me.
What did I do that was so bad it made him leave?
Scott.
Those feelings,
as an eight-year-old sitting on that rock,
are still very much close to me.
Scott,
I've always loved you.
Always.
I know that now.
I guess I've always known it.
I just wish love
had had a higher priority.
I understand.
Hey, Dad, they're gone.
I don't think they have.
They've got one more move to make.
I'll ride it in.
You two cover the rear.
I'll meet you on the road when it's over.
(SlGHS)
Melinda, wake up.
Melinda! Check the window.
Scott.
Dad, there's one out here.
Right.
Melinda, Scott, go to the trapdoor.
Hurry! Come on, both of you.
Out of the cabin. Move!
Now!
Now! Now!
Let's get out of here! Move it!
Base, this is County 3-1.
(SlREN WAlLlNG)
(MEN CLAMORlNG)
DlLLART: Ray, where are you? BOBBY: Ray!
DlLLART: What happened? RAY: They've wrecked the truck!
POLlCEMAN: Hold it right there!
(SlREN WAlLlNG)
Take care. Bye.
Better go.
Yeah.
I'll be home for the holidays.
Keep the back room?
When you get back,
we'll go on another nice, quiet weekend in the country.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, I'll keep it. The back room.
I'm gonna miss you, Dad.
You can call me "Pop."
I'm gonna miss you, too.
I don't know.
I wish that, um...
Yeah, I wish that, too.
Come on.