Room 33 (Fear Asylum) (Room 33)

Are you here?

He killed her.

He can't stop.

Anybody do a scouting report?

They're big, they're fast.

Shit, they're hot.

Is that all you fucking think about?

Eighty percent of the time.

In your dreams, dork.

Hey, man, where the hell are we?

State route, some state or the other.

Well, we better stop and get some shut eye.

We're due at the rink tomorrow at 9 AM.

9 AM? What the fuck?

Look, I don't make the rules, all right? I'm just the coach.

Okay, let's just find a cheap motel, crash for a few hours.

Hey, hey, someone's coming.

Hey.

Hey, over here.

What the...?

Damn!

Holy sick.

Look, look, look, lock your doors, guys.

This could be some kind of rapist-slasher or something, I don't know.

Stewart, you're the dumbest motherfucker on the planet.

Now open the window.

Hey.

Open it, Stewart.

Hey, thanks, man.

You okay?

Yeah, but our car's pretty messed up.

You think maybe we can catch a ride back into town?

Go ahead, throw your stuff in.

Damn.

Keep what little you have in your pants, Stewart.

She's already taken.

Here you go.

Thanks.

So, what happened back there?

I swerved to avoid a...

...something.

It must've been a deer.

At least I think it was a deer.

A deer?

I don't think so.

So where you headed?

Seattle.

You live up there?

My grandmother has a cabin on a lake.

We're just taking a little break from school.

I took a break once and never went back.

I mean to, though, but shit just keeps getting in the way.

I know what you mean.

What about you guys, where you headed?

Oh, we're going to a roller derby match, Portland.

-Roller derby? -Yeah.

Badass chicks, bad tracks, fistfights, fishnets.

Only female contact sport in the world.

Oh, what about mud wrestling?

That ain't a sport, it's the jerk-off Olympics.

Here, check this.

The Dirty Diner Divas.

Hey, thanks again for the ride, man.

-Oh, that's cool. -No problem.

Yeah, okay, that's weird.

This, this road should go through.

Well, maybe you took a wrong turn.

No, no, but we didn't make any turns.

We've been driving straight for four hours.

So you're an idiot.

Turn around before we lose more time.

I, I can't, we're, we're...

We're almost out of gas.

We're riding on fumes.

Maybe, last town was like 80, 90 miles back.

That's bullshit, you're such a loser.

Look, I just figured we'd stop at the next town...

...and get some gas.

-Dude! -So what do we do now?

I don't know.

Call Triple A.

We're in the middle of Bangladesh or some place.

I haven't had cell reception for two hours.

Fuck.

All right, so you have any ideas?

Yeah, starting with killing you,

and then burying your body in a shallow grave.

Not my fault, right, the map is a piece of shit.

Knock it off, guys, okay?

I want to stretch legs.

Hey, what's that over there?

Looks like a driveway.

All right, well, where there's a driveway, there's a house, right?

What's up?

Grab your shit.

Great, gotta jump a fence.

How the hell are we supposed to get in here?

So, what's up?

You sure you don't wanna come with us?

Thanks, no, I skate.

Thank you anyhow.

Just don't get lost, okay?

No worry.

In Ukraine, I girl scout.

Just be back by dark, okay, girl scout?

Okay.

Hey, my name's Stewart, by the way.

I'm Chad, this is Allie.

What's up?

All right, well...

That guy up there.

That's the heart of the Diner Divas.

That's the coach, Nelson.

Oh, hey.

The ice princess we left behind is Natasha.

Once a championship ice skater, top model.

Now she's our striker.

The Latina bombshell, that's Barbie.

And the ball-buster up front, that's Sarah.

League MVP, our lead jammer,

and just an all-around unhappy bitch.

But between you and me,

she really wants to bone me.

Oh, yeah.

Why didn't you tell her you're just the equipment manager?

Hanging on hopes, you'll get lucky.

Hey, I don't deny it.

All these badass nasty girls, man, shit.

Roller derby babes.

Hello?

What the fuck was that?

It was probably a moose.

It's mating season.

A moose?

How do you know it's a moose?

Maybe it's an elk.

An elk?

There are no elk in the Pacific Northwest.

They're indigenous to the east of the Rockies.

She told you, didn't she?

What the...?

This place looks deserted.

-Holy shit. -Check this out.

Deadsville.

Hey, anybody see any signs of life?

Yeah, sure, Nelson, it's a regular tourist attraction.

Man, this place is radical.

This place is creepy.

Cool.

Look, I think we should go now.

I wonder what this place was.

Old folks' home.

Yeah, how do you know that?

Sarah, what are you doing?

There might be a place for us to crash for the night.

There's too many of us to sleep in the van.

Let's check it out.

I am not sleeping here.

Fine, you guys be that way, fine.

If you don't mind, individuals, I'm gonna be right here.

All right, chickenshit.

Places like this always have stories.

Yo, check this out.

No Tylenols.

Now look, they ever try to put me in a place like this,

kill me.

It's weird that someone would just let a place like this...

...go to hell.

I say we can crash here,

and then go for gas in the morning.

You were serious about that?

What's the matter, you scared?

If you're scared, you can go sleep in the van...

...with Nelson and Natasha.

Now, look, I ain't scared,

but this ain't exactly the Holiday Inn, Sarah.

Shit, I'm game.

I think it'll be kinda random.

Anyone wanna help me get the stuff outta the van?

Yeah, I'll help you.

You okay with this?

Sure.

Okay, I'll get your backpack.

Yeah, wouldn't want you to break a fingernail.

Do we?

Oh, cool, it's about time. Let's get the hell outta here.

We're staying the night.

Hell no!

This place ain't right, man!

Can't you feel it?

Man.

I wonder why some money-hungry developer...

...never turned this place into a bunch of condos.

Well, it's probably owned by the state.

Shit, I say tear them all down.

Too many bad memories, you know?

Hey, don't do that.

Come on, it's for the documentary.

Babes of Roller Derby.

Yeah, well, I don't skate,