"Hey, man." "Narc." "It's just a cigarette man." "You'd still get detention for that" "I'm 18" "Even if that were true, still, a detention." "Man..." "Let's get working people." "Hey!" "Give me back my calculator!" "Hello?" "Hey, give me back my calculator!" "Can't you see that it has my name on it?" "This, isn't mine." "I know it's not yours." "What's it doing on your desk?" "I don't know." "Here, take it." "That attitude just earned you a detention, Mister!" "Sorry, Drew." "Thanks." "Come on man, do it." "Come on, take it." "What, you gettin' weepy for the kid now?" "Take it." "Do it." "I got it." "Nice lid..." "Lid Head!" "Line up boys!" "I expected more from you, Greg." "Sorry, Coach." "Well, I don't know about you girls, but I'm so glad we got there before the store opened." "Oh my god, I know!" "Whatever you bought today is gonna look awesome on you." "Hey guys, can we get out of here?" "I don't want to be seen here." "Oh, there's a teacher coming." "Let's go." "What's another detention, Amy." "If the police have reasonable grounds to think someone accused of a serious indictable offense." "Ah, I don't know where I was." "Don Keller." "Don Keller to the office please." "Don." "You wanted to see me?" "C'mon in, have a seat." "Listen Don, I know you've been through some tough times." "But you seem to be working through them and you've moved forward." "Yeah, I do my best." "Good." "The problem is Don, that we've been getting some complaints." "Well, I told them before that," "I mean, those times when I was late, that, you know, well, everybody has car problems." "I mean, you know, I had to get it overhauled" "Don." "Listen Don, it's much more than just the tardiness." "OK?" "It's more a question of aptitude and character." "Do you understand what I'm saying?" "No." "I don't suppose I do." "Well Don, some of us have been looking in on your classes and we've noticed that you have not been able to hold the attention of your students." "It goes beyond more than that Don." "In order to be a good teacher, you have to motivate your students." "You have to have the passion and spirit to help them succeed." "No, I have spirit." "I've got pep." "I mean, I have spirit." "You've seen me at the pep rallies, right?" "Well Don, we did see you at the pep rally, and quite frankly you're lucky that you weren't suspended right then and there." "Oh, you sure had spirit that day, what was it?" "Rum, rye?" "No, I mean, it was just, it was a mix." "What does it matter, what were you thinking?" "Listen, I've bent over backwards for you," "I've given you every single chance that I could." "I'm willing to give you one last chance, understood?" "Yes, sir." "I mean, ma'am." "Good." "Frankly Don, I know you've been through some rough times, and these have been difficult for you." "I mean, we've made all kinds of allowances for you, when you were going through your divorce." "We made all kinds of excuses for you when you came back from that reunion with your army buddies, and you were all shook up about it." "But quite frankly Don, some of us have reached the end of our rope and there are some people out there that would rather see you fired, then given another chance." "I'd like to give you another chance Don." "Okay, I'd like you to be in charge of the students tonight, some of our troubled students" "Well, what, the punks?" "I mean detention students, Don." "There's some students that need to stay here late tonight, they're going to be staying after." "I've already contacted their parents, the parents know why they'll be staying here." "Now there's some big events going on, so some of the after school activities people will not be here this evening, at least not past four." "So I'm asking you to be in charge of the school and the students." "Don, don't look at me like that, it's not that big of a responsibility and you haven't handled anything for two years now." "Some of us would actually like a night off, for a change." "It isn't that much to ask Don." "A handful of students and a school." "I think you can handle that, don't you?" "Yeah." "Good." "We're done." "Don!" "Thank God I caught you." "You're going to need these keys, if you're going to be in charge of the facility tonight." "Right." "There's nobody else in the building, it's just you and the students, so it should be nice and quiet." "Okay?" "Right." "Have a nice evening." "Thanks." "Well, at least you're all here on time, you geniuses can do that much right." "Let's see what else you can do." "There will be a few simple rules." "Rule number one, you will not speak unless you're spoken to by me." "Rule number two, you will not leave this room." "Rule number three, you will do what I tell you to do." "When I say hop, you will hop." "If I tell you to roll on the ground, you'll roll." "When I say jump, you will ask 'how high'?" "Rule number four, you will write an essay on why I deserve this, and I expect it to be done before you leave here." "Are there any questions?" "Yea, I've got one." "Weren't you one of the Backdoor Boys?" "What was that, mister?" "Oh, I bet you could look so cute in a ruffled shirt and a skirt." "Do you want detention every night?" "Cause I can keep you in here for a week, if I want." "Do you promise I'd be locked up in here with you, cutie pie?" "How funny will you be BOY, with my size 12 stuck up your ass?" "!" "You want troubles!" "I can feed you troubles until it comes out your butt!" "You haven't tasted troubles like I can dish out, you scum suckin' ditch pig!" "So unless you're ready to feel the wrath of God, don't mess with me!" "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!" "I SAID, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!" "Perfectly, sir." "Good." "We're going to have a few quiet hours here." "You can do homework, but you have to have those essays done, before you go home tonight." "All of you." "Do you promise I'd be locked up in here with you, cutie pie?" "Hey." "I can't believe they're making us sit in here, with them." "Sunny's having a party tonight." "Do you want to go?" "I might be grounded." "My dad says one thing, my Mom says" "Cut it out!" "You got a pretty small wad, Matt." "What did I do?" "This is disgusting!" "Don't you like being pelted with literature?" "He's just trying to get your attention, don't bother with him." "Yeah, ignoring people's what you're best at, ain't it sport?" "Shut up." "Oh yeah, you're all so high and mighty." "If that's true, what are you doing in here, huh?" "Hey Todd." "Hey. 'Scuse me, Willy is it?" "Tell me, is there a great deal of advancement in the janitorial arts, 'cause my friend here was thinking of following a career in that field." "Is that right?" "Well, first of all, you gotta get the titles right." "I'm the CEO around here, Custodial Engineer in Overalls?" "Now, of course, what you get around here is a lot of keys, a lot of keys." "This key, for example, well let's see, this key is to the gymnasium." "This key is to the Principal's office." "But this key, that's my favorite key, cause it opens up every locker in the school." "You'd be amazed what some people keep in their lockers." "I bet the best is hers." "Well, let's just say I know what's in all the lockers, and that's my little secret, isn't it." "So, what's it like having a father as a janitor?" "Shut up!" "What did you say to me?" "I said" " Look, he's not my father." "He's pretty chummy with you, though." "What's he, a school friend?" "A lunch buddy?" "Boyfriend?" "He and my dad were close, that's all." "Oh, so Daddy's a janitor, just not this low life." "What the fuck's your problem?" "What's so great about your life, that lets you make fun of everyone elses." "Hey, my life's a scream, man." "No one's got it over the Jones family." "Yeah?" "I bet." "Yeah, beer and bread for breakfast, beer and bread for supper!" "Can't have the beer at school, so it's just the bread." "And hey, you know what I get at night, if I'm real lucky?" "It's the Jones family radio hour, with your host," "Daddy calling Mommy a slut before he slaps her silly, and maybe they'll have sex a couple times!" "Yea, see, I didn't get everything handed to me on a silver spoon like you and queeny." "Oh, oh." "You're breaking my heart!" "Yea, you want to go at it?" "I got a knife in my pocket." "I got a pair if you want to be fair." "Hey, that rhymes man." "Shut up!" "Look, all I'm sayin' is that we should probably do our essays." "You know, before he comes back." "You know what he said, rule number two, don't get out of our seats." "So, I think we should all just get crackin' on our essays, so we don't get in trouble, you know?" "I've got better things to do." "Whoa." "Hey Don." "Hey Billy." "Ah, Willy." "Right, right." "What are you, what are you doing in here?" "I clean around here." "Yeah, well, don't let me stop you." "One of the students giving you a bad time, Don?" "Ah yea, just one." "I'm just, going over some" "Yea, I see him, I see him." "That, that tough kid with the stupid hairdo." "There's a gold-plated dumbass if I've ever seen one." "Yea, they sure can be." "But that's not, that's not who's file you got." "That's Todd's file." "You never figured Sam's son would end up at this school did you?" "The same Sam that was fingered for killing the cheerleaders." "The same Sam you were in the war with." "That's right Donny-boy, I know Sam real well." "I was in that unit before you showed up." "Sam was the guy who got me hired here, did you know that Don?" "We were in the same unit together, Sam and I." "I got shot up in a firefight, they shipped me back to the States." "He came back eight months later, he was a changed man." "I guess we all were, weren't we Don." "Nooooo!" "So do you think you'll be grounded tonight?" "I don't know." "I doubt it." "My dad'll probably feel sorry for me." "He'll probably buy me some shoes or something." "What are you doing?" "Um, the essay." "Like we're supposed to." "I don't think I'm going to write mine." "What are you going to do instead?" "You've been doing these today?" "Yeah." "I usually don't pay attention in class 'cause my mind's usually some place else." "Somewhere like this?" "Yeah." "Wow, these are really nice." "Well, I wouldn't want to be in your head when you're somewhere like this." "Never mind." "I shouldn't have shown them to you." "No, bring them back!" "Never mind." "No, you brought them here." "I got thirsty." "What is that?" "Probably weed." "Or beer." "I told you my diet." "Hey, how much junk do you think she's got in there?" "I think, ah, this might balance your diet a bit better." "What I'm trying to say is I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to insult your drawings." "They're really good." "You're a good writer." "You're a girl who can hold her liquor pretty well." "I go to parties." "Yea, the kinds at big mansions with everybody's parent's BMWs, and swimming pools, and all." "And every kind of drink their parents leave behind." "Hey, let's raid Don's classroom." "Who?" "Mr. Keller." "Oh. 'Kay." "OK." "Watch out for Dick Head." "I am, I am." "Hurry up." "I am, I am." "Boring." "Took world history class in here." "Hated it." "Yeah, world history." "One part of the world." "I wonder what a creep like Keller keeps in his closet." "Why don't you open it up and find out?" "It's locked." "You got hairpins, I can tell." "Use one of them to open it." "I don't know how." "It's easy." "Just stick it in, find a comfortable spot, and then twist." "I'm sure you know all about that." "Holy shit." "I think I deserve another drink for this one." "Give it to me." "I need to make a toast." "You need to say the magic words." "Don't be a retard." "Come on." "Holy shit!" "Guys, guys!" "We got to stop the bleeding." "That psycho's fucking crazy." "He's coming for us." "He's coming for all of us." "You're gonna be all right." "Just stay here." "What happened?" "!" "He took the girl." "He took Queeny." "Amy?" "Yeah." "Where?" "Where did he take her?" "In his room." "He locked her in the closet." "He probably killed her by now." "I'm so sorry." "No one's dead, don't worry." "But he's got weapons." "He fuckin' went military on us." "I've taken down guys twice his size and half his age." "I'll go take his ass down, you two stay here." "No wait, I'll come with you." "It'd be easier if I have to rescue one person, instead of two." "I mean, you have to take care of these two." "Okay." "Okay, great." "Hey, be careful." "Alright." "Hey, let's get him over here." "Greg." "Greg." "Yeah." "Finally, you made it." "Where is she?" "The question you should be asking yourself is, where am I?" "Where is she!" "I will be dealing with your friend soon enough." "As for you, my little traitor, I've got something special planned." "Where are you!" "Show yourself, you fucking coward!" "Find me." "Hello." "Help." "Hello?" "Help." "The school." "Help." "Thank you Greg." "That'll be just fine." "Who is it?" "Pranksters at the highschool again." "I better go check it out." "Let the janitor look after it." "Oh, it's worse than that." "I left Donald Keller in charge." "I might as well left all the school doors open and put a big sign out front saying 'vandalize us' tonight." "I won't be gone long." "If you're going out anyway, pick me up some cream for my coffee in the morning." "I'll do that." "Whatever you're going to do to me, just do it." "Leave Amy out of this." "So ironic, isn't it." "She's out there roaming the halls, you're dying for nothing." "But don't worry, I'll give her the same treatment and torture that we give all the boys." "You'll all feel the same kind of pain and torture that we felt, in that worm-ridden, dirty hole they called our prison." "Thanks for hanging around kid." "We thought you were dead." "Where's Greg?" "Ah, he went up to save you." "Shit!" "He shouldn't have done that!" "Where'd he go?" "Upstairs." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Princess." "You're waiting here with us." "If you're safe, Greg would want you to be here." "And if he's in trouble?" "Look, he's out there risking himself to get you out of trouble!" "What's the fucking sense in putting you back into the danger zone." "You're right." "Look, we should all just go down to the front doors and wait for Greg, and when he comes, we can leave." "Can't." "The front door's been gated shut with locks and chains." "The keys are usually kept in the office." "How do you even know that?" "Doesn't matter." "Keller would have taken any keys." "Otherwise, it'd be pretty pointless locking things up, wouldn't it?" "I can get us around those locks." "All you guys have to do is get me to the chemistry room." "Wait, what about Greg?" "It doesn't matter." "We'll just, we'll meet him at the front door, OK?" "We'll need to find a way to get him out." "Company, attention!" "We have some undesirables who have infiltrated our ranks." "What the fuck?" "We are engaged in Black Ops." "Each of them must be destroyed, one by one." "Your orders are to shoot on sight." "I have already taken out their leader." "Greg." "Never fear." "No matter where you are, no matter what you do," "I know every inch of this jungle and I know one hundred ways to kill you." "I already tried it, it won't work." "He did something to the whole system." "What do you need?" "Powdered chromium." "But there's none here." "We used to have a ton of it." "Hey calm down." "Don't get your dick in a knot" "Look, we had some last week, and now it's gone so" "Chill out." "I'll get you some of that chrome shit." "Can we use something else?" "No, we can't Matt!" "I've got some of that shit." "What the hell are you doing walking around with powdered chromium in your bag?" "You creep me out." "Would you just shut up and finish the mixture?" "!" "You got what you fucking need, now let's get it and go." "I'd just bust out the window, if it wasn't fucking reinforced." "Doesn't that break fire codes or something?" "Yea, well take it up with the Principal." "We can take it up with her right now." "Holy shit, say something!" "Principal Baer, hey!" "Principal Baer!" "Hey!" "We have to warn her." "Keller's gone completely psycho." "OK, you need to stay here and finish the mixture." "Yeah, I'm almost done." "You can't run yet." "Fuck that." "I'm coming with you" "You have to stay here and make sure no one fucks with Todd." "If not, that chemical shit's the only thing that's going to save us." "Come on, we need to go warn her." "Okay?" "Where is everyone?" "Hello?" "Keller?" "Principal Baer, we need help!" "Principal Baer!" "Hey, Principal Baer we need your help!" "Hey!" "Wait." "Be careful, he could be anywhere." "Let's go." "Oh my gosh, Principal Baer." "There you two are." "Why aren't you two in Study Hall?" "It's Keller!" "He's gone crazy!" "And who turned out the lights?" " Oh my god." " And who" "I resign." "Come on." "Where's the cavalry when you need it?" "Unless we get those fire alarms fixed, there won't be any cavalry." "We're gonna have to save ourselves." "Then why are the two chicks out there risking their lives for us?" "Don't you feel just a little bit like a wimp having girls fight all your battles for you?" "You're in no condition to risk anything and I have to get this done." "Of course." "What am I asking you for?" "Most girls are probably stronger than you anyway." "Look!" "If you want to be an asshole, do it outside with your brain dead buddies or at home with your drunk father!" "I don't give a shit about you or your problems, so just shut your mouth and let me get this finished." "All things being equal, I wish we weren't here, but I got to say, this little creep show has really made you grow up, buddy." "And in case things get any worse" "Thanks man." "NO!" "Don't, don't!" "No Matt." "Matt get up!" "Matt get up!" "Matt!" "Stop!" "Stop it!" "Matt!" "Noooo!" "You son of a bitch, you son of a" "No, no!" "So unless you're ready to feel the wrath of God," "DON'T MESS WITH ME!" "Do I make myself clear?" "I said, 'Do I make myself clear!" "?" "'" "Shit." "He must have come back by here and shut it again." "We gotta hide 'til morning." "Where would we go?" "Mr. Keller knows every part of this school." "I know this place up by the Gallery, no one knows it's there." "You just go in this closet, behind a fake wall." "In between there, there's a space, between the rooms." "We can hide there." "Well, I'd rather get out of here." "You must have a hair pin or something, in that bag of stuff." "That's even better." "Shit." "Oh shit!" "Can you believe that?" "Where's the acid?" "I had to use it, he got into our room" "Well, then where's?" "We need to break the lock ourselves." "Yea, but with what?" "A large hammer, something." "A sledgehammer." "Shop class." "I don't think there's gonna be any hammers over there." "Hey, got one." "That's not a hammer." "This is a hammer." "Hey guys, maybe" "Todd?" "It's Willy." "I knew you'd be one of the survivors." "There's something I have to tell you about your Dad." "You know, your Dad was one of the bravest and loyalest men I've ever known in my whole life," "to his own detriment." "Your Dad never killed anybody." "Who in the hell was going to believe a Janitor?" "Why did he cover up for him?" "Well, it's kinda hard to explain, but when you're in the war together, you tend to get a little tight." "You're in each other's skin, you know." "And they were in the thick of it, let's face it." "Shit, there were rockets going off, and bombs, and napalm stink in the air, it was everywhere." "They got captured together, they were taken to the same prison camp together, hell they probably heard each other screamin' while they were being tortured." "But your old man, he never let that bother him you know, he was tough as nails that bugger." "Sam, he went into combat like it was a cure for killing, you know, he was quite a guy." "Don went with him, and truth be known, he actually saved your Dad's life." "Then, something went wrong." "Call it ravages of war, shell shock, whatever the hell you want to call it," "Don snapped." "He started seeing enemies everywhere, so he started killing everyone," "and I don't just mean the enemy." "So anyways, there was no one left to tell the tale, and Sam, well he arranged for Don to get a flight back to stateside." "But, Don was never right again after that." "Hell, I think your Dad got a job in this place to just keep an eye on that crazy bastard, you know?" "But then, things started going wrong again." "Next thing you know, we've got dead cheerleaders, your Dad's in prison, and Don's walking away a free man." "Why didn't you tell anyone this?" "Well, tell you the truth, I just figured it out myself." "It never made sense, Sam killing anybody," "I know him to well." "But I got all the pieces now, and this time Donny boy is going down for good." "And we gotta get you kids outta here." "Yea, we were going to hammer our way out." "I can do you one better." "Those will get us out the back door?" "You bet." "Don's got my other set, but these will serve just as well." "Why the back?" "Why not the front?" "Well this key will open up the doors, but they won't open the chains that are locked." "Besides, there's a metal bar inside the front door lock so" "Shut up." "How do you know he didn't chain lock the back door?" "Well, let's go find out." "You got it." "Hey Todd, your old man's going to proud of you, you know." "Thanks Willy." "Piece of cake." "Let's get out of here." "Willy." "Hey!" "C'mon!" "Get back here!" "Where did you go?" "Where are you?" "Just take it easy, it's kinda tender." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "So why did you get detention today anyway?" "I didn't have anything better to do." "No, c'mon, I'm being serious." "Me, too." "I don't have any friends, so I thought, why not?" "I don't either." "I mean, I don't have any friends." "Well, you do now." "I mean, the cool kids look at me as a geek, and the geeks kinda see me as too mainstream, so I'm stuck in the middle." "Nobody ever pays attention," "I mean, not when you're a kid like me anyway." "Are you ready for this?" "Thanks Denise." "You're welcome." "It's just that ever since my Dad went away," "I've been looking after myself pretty much, so, it's nice to have somebody do it for me." "Yea, I know what you mean." "You're pretty brave." "I couldn't have done it." "Just do what you have to, I guess." "Seriously, is there anything you don't have in that bag?" "Know what you got inside of you?" "What's that?" "Courage." "What happened here?" "What happened there?" "Hey guys, I'd say we hide in here the rest of the night, but Keller's been checking every spot to see where you're hiding." "He's going to find this place soon." "Yea, well, we'll have to defend ourselves here then." "I don't suggest fighting him." "We have to fight him." "There's no more exits and you saw the locks on the doors." "There's one more way." "The tunnels." "The tunnels?" "You don't actually think they exist, do you?" "I know some girls that would swear their virginity that it does." "Wait, what are you guys talking about?" "Secret rooms, underground, that used to be part of the school, but not anymore." "They say Charlie Manson's desk is down there, with his name scratched on it." "C'mon guys, Charles Manson, sounds like an urban legend to me." "No, I've seen it too!" "Jennie took me down there to show off where she made out with Earl Johansen." "You prep girls are disgusting." "You're just jealous." "Listen, the point is, if we could find the place, there's no telling where it would lead." "Do you know where it leads?" "I suppose you know that too." "No." "Will one of you stop playing 'keep the subject from Todd' and tell me what the hell is going on?" "There's caves down there or something." "It's supposed to be that if you could find your way to that, you could find your way to the surface." "Some prison escape plan or something." "Prisoners, that's us." "You don't actually think it's a good idea, do you?" "Well, it's got to lead somewhere." "Yea, and while we're down there, he finds us and hacks us to pieces." "He's gonna find us here Denise." "I say we fight him." "We can't beat him." "You don't want to admit it, but you know that." "Yea, but even the legend says you have to have the latch to get in, which we don't have." "I know where it is." "Look, we've got to hurry." "I came back here to see if either of you wanted to come." "Don't ask." "Wait, where are you taking us?" "We don't have any time, we've got to get to the storage room." "That's closer to him." "I know a better way." "C'mon." "Oh my" " Oh my gosh!" "It's a dead end!" "Through the vents." "Goooooood morning Grant High!" "This is your morning radio DJ bringing it to you live, from the man on the scene, to those of you trying to torture us." "We'll get you before you get us." "That's right, from the only station that's keeping it real!" "What do we have for you today?" "Well, it's a HOT new number, on a HOT new release from a new HOT station." "Let's turn up the heat!" "We got to move!" "Hurry, crawl faster!" "C'mon Amy, hurry!" "Amy, haul ass!" "It's too fuckin' hot." "Keep going." "This is so disgusting, oh my god." "I'm actually swearing so bad." "I have the latch in here, hang on guys." "Amy, are you OK?" "Let's go." "He had it booby trapped!" "We just got to stay together, OK?" "Okay." "Stay close." "I don't really think he knows this place exists." "He can't, this is our only hope." "So where's the tunnel?" "I don't know." "Amy's the only one that knows anything down here." "Well, we know it's not that way." "I don't see anything." "We're not going to get out of here." "It's the tunnel, c'mon, we're going the right way." "C'mon." "Keep moving." "Just keep moving." "Careful, a steam line must have broke." "Shit." "Stay close to the wall, OK?" "Okay." "I'm trying to hurry." "Be careful, you're no good if you're hurt." "Try not to breathe the dust in, OK?" "I can see a way out, keep going!" "Stay with me, OK, Denise?" "I'm right here, but my knees hurt." "We're almost there." "Ow, my head." "Denise, run!" "C'mon, it's me you want!" "Well, I planned on saving you till the end, guess I can do you now." "See your old man taught you a few tricks huh?" "You'll find I'm full of surprises." "Hey!" "Wait!" "Your father never ran from a fight." "Sorry about your friend Matt, by the way." "You couldn't save one guy, at least I saved your father." "That one's for Matt!" "That one's for Greg!" "And that one's for Amy!" "This one's for me!" "Nooo!" "Denise!" "Run, get out of here!" "Essay for why I feel we deserve this punishment." "Why do I feel we deserved this?" "I'm not sure that's an accurate assessment, nor a fair question." "Who can really explain why things happen the way they do?" "Maybe it's just one person reacting to another, who reacted to another, maybe it's just human nature." "I think everybody tries to do what they feel is right, whether it's for them, or for another person." "But sometimes our judgment is confused by the experiences we've had." "And what we feel is the right thing is a terrible mistake." "Do we deserve this?" "I'll leave that up to you." "G.I. Joe, yo, Mr. Keller." "Where are you, you sick freak?" "!" "I'm a freak?" "I have nothing to lose, I have the keys right now," "I could walk out the door, I have nothing to lose, you made sure of that." "You have nothing to lose." "Meet me on the roof." "Where the hell are you, you chicken shit!" "?" "You mangy freak!" "You're a pain!" "I'm under fire!" "Oh god guys, I'm sorry." "Jake, oh, help me!" "Bastards!" "Sam, hang on, you're going to be alright." "I, I killed all those kids." "You did." "That can't ever happen again!" "Why do I feel we deserved this?" "I think everybody tries to do what they feel is right, whether it's for them or another person." "But sometimes our judgment is confused by the experiences we've had" "Do we deserve this?" "I'll leave that up to you." "You sure you okay with this?" "I need to get pass this." "So, what do you feel like?" "Still pretty helpless, you know." "I remembered being locked by these doors, screaming together." "But you survived." "Did I?" "Maybe part of me." "Oh, we all glad that all of your parts of here." "That's really bad." "Yeah." "Sorry." "You'd think after two years, therapy would kick in in the time like this." "Okay." "Look, it's all about first steps." "We come back tomorrow, and take our time walk through the hall or something." "I'll try." "I need this to end." "I know I couldn't have done this without you." "Sure you could have." "I mean, you did so much on your own to get out of there." "I still wish I could have done more, you know?" "So I wasn't the only one out." "But you stopped him!" "No, he stopped himself, Sean." "Okay, fine, but... don't let it ruin the rest of your life." "Only you can stop this now." "Sean, you are the only reason that I come back here." "I hope you know that." "We both lost something that day." "I just felt I couldn't do anything about it." "Now I feel that I can help." "I wouldn't be able to do it if it wasn't for Todd." "I still feel he gave his life for me." "He didn't deserve to be killed by sick man for my dad's past." "How's your mom?" "Let's go inside." "Did she blame me?" "No." "How can anyone blame you?" "I could have went after him." "You would have been killed, we both know that." "Do we?" "I don't." "Look, I didn't bring you all the way down here just lay guilt trip on you." "He is psychopathic." "Is that a gun?" "Yes." "Why are you carrying one?" "I feel more comfortable with this." "I still feel him when I'm alone." "I can understand." "Look, I am going to freshen up." "We can talk some more later if you want." "I'd like that." "What the fuck!" "Sean, what's going on?" "Hello?" "Who with this?" "!" "Answer me!" "Find me." "I'm supposed to be the freak?" "I can get freaky with you, if you want." "Where are you?" "OK, no, cut!" "When do I shake?" "We need a 'T'!" "'T'!" "Gooo Grant!" "Whoo!" "Shut up!" "Ew, so gross." "But you have to have those essays done before you go home tonight." "Don't be a retard, c'mon." "You'll have to stay here, to make sure nobody fucks with Todd." "If not, that chemical shit is the only thing that's going to save us?" "C'mon, we have to go." "C'mon we have to go warn them." "Where's Greg?" "Um, he went to save you." "Shit, he should not have" "Shit!" "He shouldn't have done that." "We thought you were dead." "Where's Greg?" "Oh that was bad." "It was awful." "No, he should be like this." "One hand, oh hold on." "No way, where's the hole?" "Yea, OK, yea." "Tunnels, Manson?" "It's obviously an urban legend, like Farmer Brown." "OK, can you tell me again, I'm sorry." "Look, I came back here to find out if either of you wanted to come." "Action." "We still got an hour, I can still goof around." "Is this good?" "Like, can we get out of here," "I don't want to be seen here, and a teacher's coming." "Oh my god." "Well, I don't know about you girls, but I'm so glad we got there right when the store opened." "I know, tell me about it" " Oh no, I screwed it up already." "Give it to me, this is the shot." "Are we ready to go?" "Yeah." " No, wait." " What?" "This, is a bright idea." "Are you ready for this?" "Ready as I'll ever be." "Get 'er done!"