Wreckage

[upbeat instrumental music plays]

Turn that damned TV down.

I told you to turn the damn TV down.

Where the hell have you been, Jimmy?

Who cares? I'm here now, ain't I?

Where is my shit?

Christ, chill out, bitch.

Here.

What you little shits watching?

Yo, kid, give me that damned remote.

What, am I speaking Chinese?

Give me that remote. No.

What did you say to me?

We're watching.I don't give a shit.

When I tell you to do something, you better do it.

You ain't my Dad. You can't tell me what to do. Yeah?

Get off me. You better learn some respect, boy.

Don't ever touch me again.What you going to do, you little piece of shit, huh?

Fuck you.

Huh? Huh?

Huh? What do you say?Jimmy, no!

What do you say?Get off.

Get off me, you crazy bitch. Get off.

You piece of shit, huh? Huh?

Go away.

Put the gun down, Ricky.

You better put that gun down.

You gonna shoot me?

Is that what you're going to do, boy?

Jimmy, stop it. Ricky, put the gun down.

Ricky, what did you do?

Wesley, call an ambulance.

Come on, Ricky. Let's get out of here.

Wesley, call an ambulance, goddamn it.

What are you doing, Ricky? Come on.

Ricky, what did you do?

Put that gun down. Ricky, no.

How you doing, darling?

Everything okay?

My car died.

You need some help?

No. My boyfriend is

on his way with a tow truck, and he should be here any minute.

Well, in the meantime, do you want

to pop the hood, let me take a look?

That's okay. Tow truck will be here soon.

Oh, come on, now.

You know, what kind of harm will it do?

Let me just take a look.

Yeah? I guess not.

All right.

Shit.

The battery's dead.

It's probably the alternator.

Mm, that's what I figured.

I'd give her a jump, but

I don't think this thing takes cables.

You know about cars, huh? My daddy taught me

just enough to not get ripped off at the Jiffy Lube.

Good man, your daddy.

My name's Kane, by the way.

Savannah.

Very nice to meet you, Savannah.

Well, can I give you a ride somewhere?

No. Tow truck will be here soon, I'll be fine.

That's right.

You mentioned that he was coming.

Okay.

Well,

thanks for trying to help, though.

Oh, it's the, uh...

It's the least I could do.

Plus, you remind me of my little sister.

You know, Savannah, it's, um... it's awfully cold.

You're more than welcome to wait in my truck

until your boyfriend gets here.

No, I'll be fine here.

Savannah,

Savannah, Savannah, I got to tell you.

It's pretty dangerous for a pretty girl like yourself

to be out here all alone, in the middle of nowhere.

Now, my truck's warm and safe, and I won't bite.

Seriously, I don't bite.

Hmm.

Okay.

All right.

It's right over there. It's unlocked.

There you go.

All units, all units, prisoner at large.

I repeat, prisoner at large.

Roger that. Who is it?

Inmate 868621, Wesley Jones.

Copy that.

What was he in for?

Double homicide.

Shot his mom and boyfriend when he was a kid.

Now, ain't this better?

Thank you for helping me.

Of course, of course.

It's what any gentleman would do.

Hope someone would do the same for my little sister, you know.

All right, folks, sorry for interrupting,

but we have a special news report.

At approximately 11:30 this evening,

an inmate at the state prison escaped.

Police are on the scene,

and a countywide manhunt is underway.

The prisoner is considered extremely dangerous.

If you have any information,

please contact your local police.

Bet you're happy I'm here now, ain't you?

Don't you worry, Savannah.

Any convict comes through this way

is going to have to come through this.

Oh.

So, uh, where did you say

that boyfriend of yours is coming from?

Uh, Spring Valley.

It's 20 miles up the road.

Right.

How long ago did you say you called him?

Just right before you pulled up.

Uh-huh.

You know what I'm thinking, sweetheart?

Uh-uh.I'm thinking

you never called your boyfriend, because you ain't got

no cell phone reception.

And I'm thinking that...

we're out here, all alone,

in the middle of nowhere.

I'm thinking you got one hell of a pretty face.

Please. I don't want any trouble.

Oh, neither do I.

Sweetheart,

this is going to go one or two ways, all right?

This could be real pleasant

for the both of us, or it

could get really ugly.

No, don't do this.

You're 18, right?

So you're old enough.

You know the sound a woman makes when she's having an orgasm.

It's the same sound she makes

when she's being stabbed to death.

Oh.

Now, I need to hear either one, you know, so...

You're only making it worse.

Help! Help me!

Please help me! Please help me!

Please help me. Please.

You got nowhere to go.

Oh, my God. Help me, oh, my God, help!

Front door's to the right.

You sweet little thing.

Please. Please. Okay, okay.

I know where you're at.

Not there. Not there.

I cannot wait to smell

your sweet little flower.

Oh, oh.

There you are. Now, shh.

[grunting, Savannah crying]

Must be your lucky night, sweetheart.

Oh, my God. Help me!

Oh.

Mrs. McCraden, we do not do

cats up a tree.

I'm sorry. Just go in your garage

and get a ladder.

: Get a life.

Oh, shit.

What you got?

Looks like somebody escaped

from the state prison early this morning.

No shit. Who is it?

I don't know.

It says something about a serial killer.

I can't read it, though.

The fax is all messed up.

Maybe it's Charles Manson.

Charles Manson?

Shit, he's not even up here.