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Ladies and gentlemen of the East Texas area,
make sure to double-check the locks on your doors tonight.
Two of Texas' most notorious murderers
have escaped from the local sanatorium.
These assailants are extremely dangerous.
Do not, for any reason, approach them,
but rather call the local authorities.
The storm knocked the power completely out.
Okay.
It does every time, dear.
Yep.
Well, why don't you sit down and we'll play some cards?
All right.
It's been a long time since I let you beat me at rummy.
Well, damn. Show me what you got.
All right.
Did you hear something?
Yeah, I think it's the screen door.
I'll check it out.
What happened?
I just tripped over the chair.
God, baby, you all right?
Yes. I'm just clumsy.
Well, I know you're clumsy, baby.
That's one of the reasons I love you. Now, come on.
Let's go. Ready?
There you go.
I know.
You sure you're all right now?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Good, 'cause we don't need any more adventures tonight.
All right. It's your turn.
Did you hear something?
Probably the rain beating on the window.
Okay.
Don't try and cheat just 'cause I'm winning this time.
You wish. It's your turn.
What was that?
I'll go check it out.
Boy, you're awfully jumpy tonight.
Be careful.
Yeah.
Jeffrey?
Jeffrey, is is everything all right?
Boo.
I'm gonna make you a little bit more comfortable.
Is that better?
Please, someone help!
Please, help!
Someone help! Help!
Help!
Someone help!
Help me, please.
You can scream as loud as you want.
No one's gonna hear you.
Now, should I put this back in,
or are you gonna be a good boy?
I'll be good. I promise.
The fuck?
What the fuck is this shit?
What am I supposed to do with this?
Does your wife own anything
that doesn't say, "I'm in a cult"?
I'm sorry, all right?
Look, look, look, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
My daughter, I don't know,
she left some of her belongings
when her and her boyfriend were staying with us.
It's in the bottom box on the shelf over there,
and there's some jewelry too.
Take it. Take anything.
Just please don't hurt us, please!
Oh, God.
Nice work, old man.
Please don't hurt us, please.
Aw.
Who said anything about hurting you?
That doesn't hurt, does it?
How about that?
Whoops. I guess I lied.
Quit that fucking crying right now!
Please don't do this.
I promise you, you'd rather me than her.
Her?
He's talking about me.
You really think all those tears are gonna help you?
It certainly didn't help your old man.
Jeffrey.
Where is he? What have you done with him?
How long have you two been married?
I asked you a fucking question.
39 years.
That's beautiful.
I was married once.
I love cows.
They're such peaceful creatures,
and yet somehow everyone still wants to eat 'em.
Somebody help me! Help!
You're the two
that escaped from that institution earlier today.
Smart little cookie.
It only took you an hour to figure it out.
What do you want from me?
To see what your brain looks like.
I fucking love you.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Show me.
What in "The Hills Have Eyes"?
I think it's kind of quaint.
Is that another word for sketchy?
Just do me a favor and if you have to pee,
hold it until we get there.
Anything?
You're not gonna like it.
I don't have the time for guessing games, detective.
You have something for me or not?
Patrol found a prison guard dead by the fence.
Son of a bitch.
I checked the logs of both compounds.
Turns out he was on guard to rove
both Zeke and Bianca's blocks that night.
So that's how they made it that far
without being detected.
God damn it!
Charming.
This is totally not what was advertised on the website.
Did you not read the reviews?
Marcus, how many times have I told you, read the reviews?
Okay, sorry for, like,
trying to live spontaneously and adventurously.
Your adventures keep getting us
into shenanigans like these.
For once, can we adventure, I don't know,
maybe somewhere like Martha's Vineyard?
Why do you have to do that?
What? Be right all the time?
Well, that too, but, no.
Use that damn word when you know how much I hate it.
Well, maybe, just maybe,
if you stop getting us into shenanigans like these,
I wouldn't have to use that word so much, now would I?
You know what? I can't even with you right now.
I'm starting to get a migraine.
Just go find the owners and get us our room please.
They're not answering.
Well, knock again.
God. Fucking Einstein.
What?
Hi. I'm Marcus Donahue.
I made reservations for me and my boyfriend for the weekend.
Reservations?
Yes. This is Huxley Bay Marina, isn't it?
- Sorry about that. He's new here.
Oh, no worries.
So, as I was just saying to your friend,
we're here for the retreat.
We?
Yeah, me and my boyfriend.
I see.
So, do I get a key, or?
Just a second.
This is completely normal.
Just a regular couple running a regular motel on the lake.
What the fuck are you doing?
We're gonna get them a key to one of these rooms.
Let's just get rid of them.
Now, how much fun would that be?
Oh my God. What is taking so long?
Oh, they're just getting us our room key.
Great. Oh, and I signed all of our waivers online.
Are there any other forms that we need to fill out?
You're all set.
Great.
Oh, and which room will we be occupying this weekend?
Have a nice day.
Got it.
Ugh, rude.
Must you be so aggressive toward everyone?
Did you see the way she was looking at me?
It was like she wanted to devour my soul.
Oh my God. You're too much.
Seriously.
Okay, well, on the bright side,
we're walking distance from that town over there.
That's the bright side?
Perspective.
Yeah, like if this place has bedbugs,
we can just go down to that motel down there
and have our skin turn into lampshades.
Oh my God. Okay, I'm gonna go get our keys.
- Well, well, well. Looky what we have here.
What?
There's more.
How many?
Two girls.
Pretty.
Very.
Hi. It's Stacy Bloomfield.
I have a reservation for two rooms.
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