My Little Eye

Hi, I'm Emma and I'm 23 years old,

and I want to come live in your house.

- Hi, I'm Matt. - Hi, my name is Danny.

Charlie, just... Charlie.

Like Madonna.

Rex.

I'd like to be on the show because...

I want to get famous.

The prize is still a million dollars, right?

- The challenge. - For the experience, I guess. Just to learn about myself.

You know, grow as a person and all that bullshit.

- Why should you pick me? - You should pick me 'cause...

I'm a fucking people person.

Um... why should you choose me...?

'Cause I'm a team player.

What do I think about the rules?

- What? The nightly curfew? - If it's a house in the middle of nowhere,

what would be the reason to break the curfew anyway?

If we stay indoors... when we're sleeping

and go outside during the day, it's not a hard thing.

Well, usually I don't like girls,

but, you know, these ones don't bother me.

I think I could stick to the rules for a million dollars, yeah.

Hey, check it out!

I think we're being watched.

Get up!

Good morning.

I'm sure this will be of interest to some of you.

Morning, Matt.

You guys definitely waste food.

I miss fresh fruit.

Are you gonna eat those?

Go nuts.

You know what I miss?

The ocean.

I miss June...

My social worker. June...

if you're watching this, I miss you.

When we get out, we're going to look so yesterday.

Next week we'll have plenty of money to buy new stuff.

Hear, hear.

What do you miss, Emma?

Intelligent conversation.

- ( Danny laughs ) Amen, sister!

I miss my grandpa.

Oh, grandpa!

- Here you go, Danny. - I'm gonna take him on vacation when we get back.

I miss my friends.

Although I'd like to think that I've made some new ones.

Aiee-ee!

Probably just a coyote.

Yeah, it's always a damn coyote.

I hate this house. Fucking creepy-ass house.

What is it? You see anything?

Nope, nothing as usual.

He's cute, right?

He's cute.

So?

So?

So I'd prefer my intimate moments

to be intimate moments.

It's not a porn site.

You could always do it under the covers,

or in the den... the freezer.

I don't know, there's just... there's something.

He's just so intense all the time.

Well, yeah. He's a guy,

and it's been like six months that he's been here.

He's really fucking horny. He'd fuck a hole in the wall.

Shh-hh.

Okay, let's take a look.

It's definitely cold in the house.

Nobody brought the flashlight down here, huh?

What do I do with the clicker thingy? - I'm fine.

Oh, you motherfuckers.

Oh, yeah, this is deliberate.

They're putting the squeeze on us. Look at this.

Everything has to have an angle with you. Couldn't it have broken down?

So what do we do?

I don't know. - Let's light a fire.

There's no dried firewood outside.

But there's plenty of dry shit in the attic. We can chop some of that up.

Go to work, boys.

Oh, God!

It smells like piss in here!

Looks like Mommy and Daddy used to keep the kiddies in the cupboard.

What parent would do that?

They must have been talking to my stepfather.

Take cover!

- Hmph. I always wanted a talking one.

"Oh, Emma?" "Yes, Matt?"

"Oh, Emma." "Matt!"

"Emma!" "Matt!"

"Emma, Emma, oh, Emma!" "Oh, Matt!" "Oh, Emma!"

"Oh, Matt! Matt, wait, wait!"

"What? What?" "Matt!"

- ( Danny laughing ) - "That's my ass."

"I know, Emma, I know."

Grow up, Rex.

Don't give me that "nice guy" bullshit.

You don't want to fuck? Don't give me that "nice guy" thing.

"Oh, Matt... Matt...

You don't have a dick.

Why don't you have... You don't have a dick?!"

You want to talk small dicks?

Charlie talked to Emma.

Take cover!

Yeah.

What the fuck are you laughing at?

Today is the first day of the rest of your life as a non-smoker.

Oh!

Jesus, I have never heard so many fucking owls!

You think they have a tape out there?

So, I'm thinking...

when we get back...

are we gonna get mobbed or what?

Have to go into hiding.

Have a stalker.

Hmm? Oh, yeah.

You know the number one cause of most stalkings?

Forgetfulness.

Forgetfulness?

People forget to close their curtains.

Their curtains?

I read about this one lady...

who used to walk around inside her house at night,

buck naked, lights on,

curtains wide open.

She was always forgetting to close them because her property overlooked some woods.

No one out there, right?

Well, there was. This stalker guy.

Just watching those bright welcoming windows every night.

He started to think she didn't shut them because

she wanted him to see in.

She was inviting him into her life.

So he started this whole fantasy relationship with her,

all built out of little things,

you know, like when she'd hang her laundry out...

That was like, a love token... an offering.

So he'd steal her panties.

Getting more and more intimate, this whole love affair in his head.

So finally one night, he breaks in.

Although when he meets her,

he meets a stranger...

An upset stranger freaking out, wanting him out of her house.

He thinks she's just playing hard to get.

So he asserts himself.

Rapes her.

Strangles her to keep her from screaming.

Thanks, Matt.

Yeah, thanks.

Now, I suddenly feel all on display.

What do you mean you suddenly feel all on display?

It's like, hello, hello, hello!

On the web is one thing, outside my window is another.

You guys don't have to worry.

Statistically, strangers rarely kill strangers.

You're much more likely to be killed by somebody you know.

A kid I was at school with killed his parents.

No shit? What happened there?

He used a hammer. He beat them to death.

Jesus, that's a little harsh.

Who was he? Did you know him?

Give it up, Emma.

I can't really remember. I moved away before it happened.

- So what was his name? - ( loud thud )

Fuck.

Probably just the wind.

- ( camera whirring ) - ( door bangs )

- ( thumping ) What is that?

Matt, Matt!

Oh, Jesus!

- I'm sorry. - Danny!

There's someone upstairs.

- In the attic. - Are you sure?

- Yeah. - All right.

Let's go.

- ( rustling ) - It's coming from up there.

- ( cawing ) - ( screaming )

- ( squawking ) - It's okay.

It's just scared.

Crows can scent death. It's kind of a bad omen to have them flying around your house.

- ( thumps ) Oh!

I think it's hurt. Hold that.

There we go, I got him, I got him.

Aw... - Look at him.

It's got a broken wing.

- ( cracks ) - ( girls gasp )

Oh!