Disturbia

This film contains some violent scenes.

-You think he sees us?

-No, he can't see us

but, trust me, he can feel us watching.

Pop? Oh, that's a big one, Pop.

-That's a big one here.

-OK.

-He showed up.

-Ten-two. You can do it.

-He's circling that little alcove.

This is all you, Kale. That's it. Put it right in front of him.

-See, you're talking to me and messing me up, Dad.

-Don't spook him.

-Come on. There.

-There we go.

-Oh, that was perfect.

-He's taking it. He's following it. Easy.

-Easy.

-Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh!

-Dead drift. Dead drift.

-Oh, you gotta be kidding.

-Easy. Easy. Take it.

-Take it, baby.

-Bite, bite, bite! Oh! He bit, he bit, he bit!

-Tip up.

-Do I let the line go?

-No, don't panic. Let him take it.

-If he wants to take it, let him take it.

-He's biting.

-He's got it, baby. Come on. OK, reel him in slow. Hold him.

-Oh.

All right. All right.

-You gotta be kidding me.

-It's all right.

-It's OK.

-This is ridiculous.

No, it's fine. Sometimes they just get away. Let's take a break.

-Come on.

-If I can't catch a fish, I don't know what I'm doing out here.

-Beats working, right?

-What?

-Hold that.

-I said, it beats working.

-You're a writer. You work from home.

-You ain't got it that tough, come on.

-Here you go. You got it?

-Yeah.

Ahhh!

You know what? I really appreciate you bailing on your friends

-to spend some time with me.

-It's not like you forced me to be here.

-I know, but I appreciate it.

-I appreciate it.

Anything you want to talk about? What?

-No, it's just...

-What?

-Is this that moment?

-This is that...

-Never mind.

-That father-son... No, I'm in.

-Forget it.

-No, I got something. You got a keen eye for this.

-You're not gonna tell Mom?

-No, I won't say anything.

-All right.

I'm having a kid(!) Yeah, I got a girl pregnant

and now I gotta go visit her. She lives in Reno.

-We're gonna live together in a trailer park.

-Hm.

-Yeah, her name's Shirley. She's real great.

-Yeah? She cute?

-Of course.

-Good. That's all that counts.

Smart-ass. Let's fish.

I'm gonna catch one before you.

Yeah, but I don't mess with you while you're fishing. That's the deal.

EAGLE SCREECHES

Ma, literally every fish in the river is now in the trunk right now.

-You're kidding.

-'No, I'm not kidding.'

-Sure you two aren't buying the fish like last time?

-HE LAUGHS

-What?

-Are we gonna buy fish like the last time? No. Ma, come on,

we know you're too savvy for that. Look at this guy.

-Come on! Jackass!

-'Hey!'

-No, not you, Mom. I'm sorry.

Give me the phone. Hey, babe, we got enough fish for a week.

-'How long do you think you'll be?'

-I don't know. An hour?

-45 minutes.

-Kale!

-Kale!

-THEY SCREAM

Oh, God.

-Oh, God.

-THEY GROAN

Kale, are you OK?

Dad. ENGINE REVS

-Kale!

-TYRES SCREECH

Agh!

Aaaagh! Aaaagh!

Aaaagh!

Dad?!

BELL RINGS

IN SPANISH

Quizas... CHUCKLES

..Kiss-ass...

Kiss-ass, no. CHUCKLING

Kiss-ass...

Pero, kiss-ass...

Kiss-ass...

(Keep dreaming, perv.)

Kiss-ass...

-Gracias.

-Ronnie.

Ah, si, Senor Gutierrez?

Senor Brecht?

(Kale.)

So, Kale,

think you can stay conscious long enough to tell us your plans

for the three wondrous summer months ahead?

-Do you want me to stand up?

-Mm.

Erm...summer months.

Er...

Este v-vierno...

-Invierno?

-Verano.

-Verano.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Este verano...voy a...

-Que?

-..voy a que.

I don't know what you just said. I didn't read that far in the book.

-Did you do the homework or not?

-I guess not.

You guess not?

I don't know who you think you are

or who you think you're dealing with.

You can't give me a straight answer, fine.

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't fail you

right now.

(What would your father think?)

No, Kale! No, no, no!

OK, Mr Brecht.

You're six months shy of 18.

That means the Assault Two charge you've pled guilty to

carries a maximum of one year in juvie.

With these priors, you are up to three.

Losing a parent isn't easy,

which is why I'm sentencing you to three months' house arrest.

Mr Brecht, I just cut you a break. Don't test me.

-TAG BEEPS

-OK, you're all set to go nowhere.

Now, green means you're good, you're in the safe zone,

which covers about a 100-foot radius from this guy.

You unplug it, the police come. He gets a constant GPS signal

from Mr Bracelet that goes through your phone line

to the monitoring systems downtown. So they know where you are,

-where you've been, what you're thinking.

-What if he goes beyond...

-You got ten seconds to get back to green or else.

-Or else what?

-The execution squad shows up?

-And they don't bring blindfolds.

It's tamper-proof and waterproof, so don't try to stick your foot

in a bucket of water and hop across the line. It won't work.

-Here's the instructions. Here's my card.

-Thank you.

-Are you all set up to pay the incarceration fee, Mrs Brecht?

-No.

12. Every day.

-I accept all major credit cards.

-Great(!)

My wallet's right over here.

Officer.

Gutierrez?

Your Spanish teacher... he's my cousin.

Oh, one more thing. House arrest might sound like a breeze

but I've seen many a folk get a bit loopy after too long,

some after just a day or two.

So find constructive things to do to keep yourself busy.

Boom! Nice shot! OK, get my left flank.

Cobra's at three o'clock. Just get your position and hold it.

Just get your position and hold it. Go down to the bottom entrance.

Here it comes, here it comes. Just watch. Here it goes. Fire.

Boom, boom! Got it. OK, OK, OK, we got that.

We got that. Now, follow me. Off the ledge.

Hello?

You gotta be kidding me. Hello?

'Alan stops by Cheaters

'to discuss what's been eating at his conscience.

'Well, your camera busted in on the situation that I was in.'

-Uh-oh. Here she comes.

-'Hey! Where you going?!'

-Caught you, bro.

-'Here. Come around here.

-'What the

-BLEEP

-is going on?'

-Come on.

-Man up, Alan.

-'Open the

-BLEEP

-door!'

-'Alan?

-'What the hell you doing?'

-Mmf!

-'Explain what you're doing with Valerie's cousin.'

TOILET FLUSHES

HE SIGHS

# I was gonna clean my room until I got high

# I was gonna get up and find the broom

# But then I got high... # COMPUTER BEEPS

COMPUTER BEEPS

COMPUTER BEEPS

'Then shop Cabo's maze of streets, alleyway stores and curios.'

HE TURNS VOLUME UP 'Then we'll get adventurous

'with the best in water sports. And, of course,

'the good stuff, chicas calientes.

'On Bikini Destinations, Cabo San Lucas.'

-'Police in Madison...'

-More trash TV?

Huh? No, it's, er, news.

HE GROANS

-You cancelled my Xbox.

-iTunes, too.

You know what else I'm cancelling?

Maid service!

Look, Kale, I'm sorry you're a felon

-but this is not a vacation.

-Mm.

-I have two open houses today.

I want you to clean up this room and clean up the kitchen.

-Let me just check my schedule.

-'If you have any information

'on the whereabouts of Patricia Williams...'

UNPLUGS TV Isn't that a little overdramatic?

Dramatic?

What are you gonna do now? Are you crazy?

-Ma...

-That's dramatic.

Clean up your room.

Ronnie, this thing itches. Plus, my mother transformed.

She's a dictator now.

And she took my Xbox. And my iTunes are gone, right?

And I can't go anywhere. I'm losing it.

Just give me any information, anything at all.

'You gotta see these Oahu chicks.

'This girl by the pool, she just taught me how to say,

-'"Lau-hala-lana."'

-What does that mean?

-'I have no idea. I think it's a Hawaiian mating call.'

-You're lying.

GIRL CHATTERS Who's that with you?

-'Do you work here? I'm gonna have to call you back, OK?'

-No, no!

-Ronnie! Ronnie! Ronnie!

-'I've gotta go, bye.'

-Ronnie!

# The most loneliest day

# Of my life

# The most loneliest day

# Of my life

# Such a lonely day

# Shouldn't exist

# It's a day that I'll

# Never miss

# Such a lonely day

# And it's mine

# The most loneliest day

# Of my life

# And if you go

# I wanna go with you

# And if you die

# I wanna die with you

# Take your hand

# And walk away... #

Mary asked if I'd cover the hostess stand

a couple of nights this week, so I could be kinda late.

Do you wanna...talk about anything?

I got nothin'.

# Such a lonely day

# And it's mine

# It's a day that I'm glad

# I survived. #

CLANGING OUTSIDE

Whoa!

VOICES OUTSIDE

DOORBELL CHIMES

DOORBELL CHIMES Oof!

Yeah, I'm coming! God.

Yeah?

Oh, shit! Agh! Oh!

Agh! Agh!

Agh!

It's dog shit. GIGGLING

What a retard!

-Bastards. Think that's funny?!

-What are you gonna do?! Kill us,

-like you killed your teacher?!

-Not before I shove this shit

-and my foot back up your asses!

-Oh, crap!

-Dude, you said he couldn't leave his house!

-He can't!

TAG BEEPS Oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit! Turn green! Turn green!

OK, OK, here we are! I'm back at home! I'm good! Turn green! Come on!

Come on! Turn green, I'm in! Turn green! Come on!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Whoo!

-Hey, are you OK?!

-No, it's fine!

I'm fine! It turned! I'm green!

SIREN WAILS

No, no, no. Sir, listen. Officer, listen to me.

I wasn't trying to go anywhere. There's a bag of shit on my stairs.

Two kids just... Honestly,

they put a bag of shit on my stairs and they lit it on fire.

-Get down on the ground.

-There's a bag...

-On the ground!

Get your hands behind your head.

-Somebody comes and shits on my house?

-Face down, face down.

-This is bullshit.

-Give me your other hand.

'The officers were probably in the neighbourhood.'

But the cop that came is my teacher's cousin. They're related.

Isn't that a conflict of interest?

-'He didn't haul you away, right?'

-No. No, he didn't.

'Because first times happen. The officers knew that,

'even your teacher's cousin. But next time

-'you will be back in front of a judge.'

-Thank you.

TAG BEEPS

# Ah-ha

# Shake

# Taper Jean girl with a motel face

# Ah-ha

# Shake

# Bury your eyes in a secret place

# Ah-ha

# Shake

# Black as night on a Sunday... #

DOG BARKS Hey, pup. Come here.

ELECTRICAL BUZZING AND DOG YELPS

Aaagh.

DOG WHIMPERS

-You and me, both.

-Frankie! Where is he?!

Where is he?! Frankie! Where are you?! Frankie!

# Heartbreak

# Knockin' 'em down like the seventh grade... #

Mom?

THEY CHAT

-DOORBELL CHIMES

-Aloha, Senor Kale!

Ronald!

-What's goin' on, bro?

-Nothing.

-How you doin'?

-Oh, great.

-H-Have you been showering?

-Of course. What is that?

-Macadamia nuts.

-That's all you got me?

-I got something to show you.

-No, I got something to show you.

This is reality without the TV.

There's a world right outside my window. Look, Mrs Pilch.

-And the Pilch dog.

-Exciting(!)

No, no, no, wait, it's not done. Look, she says bye to the maid

they have at the house, who has a titty tat, you know.

Yeah. And then every Thursday at four she goes to the country club

and plays tennis with Betty Big-Bangs over there. The ladies leave.

-Here we go. Cue Mr Pilch, coming back from work.

-Fascinating(!)

Here we go. Look at this. What do you think that's about?

He comes in. Here, take this. Look at the top, second storey.

Who's there?

-Damn!

-Right? You see what I'm saying? Here, come on.

-Ronnie, let's go.

-Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.

Oh, my God, you've made the Tower of Twinkie!

-Is that in the Stalker's Handbook somewhere?

-I'm not a stalker.

These are just simple observations,

-natural side effects of chronic boredom.

-Find your passion.

This is, er, Robert Turner. And... He does that about twice a day.

Here's the little shitbagger sleeper cell I was telling you about.

-The ding-dong ditch?

-Yeah.

-So, what's the plan

-for the counterattack?

-I don't know.

-The runt is mine.

-Here, come on.

SPLASHING OUTSIDE

-What was that?

-Here, come on.

Last stop on the tour.

Here, come here. Come here.

Oh, my God!

Oh!

There is a God!

Yeah.

-Who is she?

-I don't know.

-What's stopping you?

RADIO BLARES

GRUNTS

Come on.

HE GRUNTS

Oh! Agh! Shit.

Oh, God.

-Can I help you?

-No, no, no. I'm fine, I got it.

I got it. It's just the bush has grown a little bit.

-Don't worry about it. I do this all the time.

-I can tell.

I got these two. A little embarrassing,

-I can't get my own mail.

-I think any pride you had left

-was gone a while ago.

-You mean when the cops came?

No, no, no. That was a screw-up on their end. Wrong guy,

wrong house, wrong...

Wrong. Just wrong. I'm Kale, by the way.

-So, h-how's your move going?

-Still going.

Yeah? I'd help, I'm just a little spatially challenged at the moment.

-Yeah, you got that Martha Stewart thing going on.

-Kinda,

except I don't get, like, a 48-hour allowance for office visits.

I'm not very good at decorating pastries, either.

-So, where'd you say you moved from?

-The city.

-The city?

-And now forcefully relocated.

-Hm.

Ashley?

Can you come in here, please?

-My mom.

-Hm.

-SHE CHATS ON PHONE

-She's really polite and always says please

-but she has that tone, did you notice?

-Yeah, I know the tone.

-I'm Ashley, by the way.

-I noticed that, too.

'Japan's earning season will go into...'

'A valet parking attendant says an unidentified person

'picked up Williams between 10:00 and 10:30pm.

'That individual was driving a blue Ford Mustang,

'which may have been dented on the left side. Police have...'

MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

SWITCHES TV OFF

CRICKETS SING

Started without me, huh?

Nice.

What are you stopping for?

No.

You can't see me, it's too dark in here.

You've done it. You've pushed me right over the edge.

Just look at me when I talk to you! Now, listen.

-You've let me down, Ashley!

-Daddy!

GAME NOISES

CAR ENGINE RUMBLES

A Mustang.

-SCREAMS Oh, Jesus.

-I'm sorry.

-I thought you heard me. I'm sorry.

-It's fine.

-I didn't hear you.

-I'm sorry.

-It's fine.

-What are you doing?

-Just staring out the window, staring at the wind.

You know...getting creative.

-Well, I just wanted to say good night.

-Well, good night. I love you.

-I love you.

-OK. Sleep good.

Jesus, Ma.

LAWN MOWER RATTLES

LAWN MOWER STOPS

Hey. What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Looking at my garden?

Is that it? You looking at my beautiful garden?

Well, I caught you now.

I got you.

RELIEVED SIGH

Yeah, you're not gonna dig in my garden any more.

Nothing about missing bunnies, but listen to this.

The circumstances surrounding the girl's disappearance

are similar to several murder-kidnappings in Austin

three years ago. All redheads.

-SHE SHOUTS ON PHONE

-They didn't catch the guy

but they found seven chicks' bodies in a house

a year after the alleged killer abandoned the property.

No leads, no way of IDing whoever lived there

cos he used a fake name.

Hello.

Oh, here, check this. They got pictures. Wow, that is sick.

Movement.

-We're going swimming.

-OK.

What do we have?

-Well, better late than never, right?

-Mm-hm.

Here we go. Here we go.

I really, really like your neighbourhood.

-Well, that's new.

-We like new.

It's so warm, baby.

-OK, that's it. Cleansing breath. Can I, er...?

-Yeah.

OK. Oh, there we go.

OK, girl, you concentrate now.

-This is for the gold.

-BANGS AGAINST GLASS

Oh, God!

You're a jackass. You are a genuine jackass.

-There's no way she heard that.

-She heard. My deaf aunt in Omaha heard.

-Oh, no!

-What?

-She just saw me. She saw me.

-What?

-Yeah, she saw me.

-Yeah, she saw me.

-There's no way she...

-OK, maybe she did.

-Really?

-Are her swims always that short?

No, she usually takes her time with it. That's what I'm telling you.

-Oh, God.

-And now she's gone.

DOORBELL CHIMES No.

-It's not her.

-It could be her.

-It's not... OK, we'll check. We'll check.

-No, if it's not her,

-then, you can let them go away.

-It's her at the door.

It's her at the door.

-DOORBELL CHIMES

-No! Shit!

OK, OK, OK. Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh! Stop it. OK.

We are so busted. No, no, no! Wait! Don't answer it!

I have to. She knows I'm here, I got the thing on my foot.

DOORBELL CHIMES

-Hi.

-What took you so long?

What? Oh, er, we were upstairs playing.

-Video games.

-Yeah, video games. This is my friend, Ronnie.

-Ronald. Say hi, Ronald.

-H-Hi, Ronald.

(You're so stupid.) So, what brings you here?

-To my house?

-Oh, I got locked out.

-Oh, that...sucks.

It's a tragedy.

So, you gotta call someone?

No, I'd rather stay stranded, if you don't mind.

Video games, huh? I like to play.

-Is this your room?

-It's a little messy, OK?

-A little?

-Yeah.

-Anything interesting out here?

-Huh? The, er...

Erm... OK.

Er...

I'm sorry, what did you say? I didn't hear you.

Are you spying on the neighbours, Kale?

Actually, he is. Erm, you see, he's got this neighbour,

who I guess, by definition, would also be your neighbour,

-who may be a cold-blooded killer from Texas.

-Right.

-Well, he's from Austin.

-Is that so?

-Yeah.

-Exhibit A, Robert Turner. Yeah.

-Yeah, I've seen him. So?

-So, erm...

Well, so, the missing girl from Madison?

-O-On the news.

-You think he has something to do with that?

-His car is like the one she was seen in.

-A Mustang.

-A Mustang.

-Same colour.

-It's the same colour.

-Yeah.

-Gee, that really narrows it down(!)

-Well, you know, the news said

-that car was dented.

-And his fender is dented.

-Yeah.

-Right?

It's cohesive.

-It matches. The whole story.

-It fits.

OK.

-I am seeing the Mustang.

-Uh-huh?

But no bashed-in Fender.

What? Yeah, no, it's there. It's there. If I could just...

It should be there.

That's weird. How'd he get it fixed so fast?

Maybe cos it was never there in the first place.

However, he is clearly a pack rat.

He plays volleyball.

-He collects skulls!

-What? Here, let me see.

-A longhorn skull. You know what state's famous for longhorns.

-Texas.

-And what state's the killer from?

-Texas.

-Hmmm.

Fine. Where's the coffee and doughnuts?

You can't have a stakeout without coffee and doughnuts.

That's everything I could find. Erm, I got most of it off my uncle.

He's a type-A sociopath.

-How long has Turner lived there?

-I don't know. A few years.

Hey, check this out. The victims they found in Texas

were preserved, delaying their decomposition. This guy was so sick.

They say their bodies were twisted and jammed

into the basement walls. This girl died from blunt trauma,

most likely blows to the head and face. Gnarly.

I'm hungry. Let's order pizza.

SNORES

-He's been gone a while.

-Here.

How'd you get my phone? That's a big violation of privacy, you know.

This is... I could turn you in for this.

What did you do?

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS "ME SO HORNY" BY COUNTDOWN

Every time he calls you...

-..That's what you'll hear.

-OK.

-That's a nice choice.

-Cute.

-It's a little scary, though, right?

-It could use a little colour.

Do you mind?

No. Go for it, Picasso.

So, er...why'd your parents drag you to the 'burbs, anyway?

Well, I guess my mom wanted to keep my dad on a shorter leash.

-Oh.

-City life had its temptations.

But my mom pretty much cries just as much as she always did

and my dad doesn't care more than ever.

What'd they think, the extra bathroom would help? A two-car garage?

"Infidelity, forget about it. Look at the storage space."

Something like that.

So, what are your issues, Kale?

-What makes you think I have issues?

-Gee, I don't know(!)

CAR ENGINE RUMBLES Look, there he is.

It's another car.

-Who said chivalry's dead?

-I didn't.

-There's a club girl for you.

-How can you tell?

The bright green bracelet is from The Place,

the red one is from The Komodo Club and yellow is from Razors.

-Jesus. You must have a great ID, huh?

-I don't need one.

-I love her shoes.

-You gotta be joking.

Is that what you're looking at? Shoes.

Of course.

He's going in.

-He's gonna get her all liquored up.

-This feels wrong.

Oh, he's going for it.

-OK. Here he goes. Here he goes.

-Denied.

The look on his face.

Oh. A little music to set the mood.

-What do you think they're listening to?

-I don't know.

You know what? I got an idea. Here, take this.

-ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

-No.

-No?

-COUNTRY-AND-WESTERN MUSIC PLAYS

-No.

-LOU RAWLS SINGS

-Stop, stop.

-No.

-Yeah.

-You're kidding me.

-I think we got a match.

-Oh, God.

It does match.

Only in Disturbia.

Where else are you gonna get this kind of entertainment?

-Thank God you moved here, right?

-Yeah.

Wait a minute. Did you see that? Wait, zoom in a little.

Oh, my God.

-The price tag.

-She won't be returning that dress.

Oh, there you go. Now you should bust your move.

Oh, who's the redhead? She's cute.

-Don't you have something to do?

-Huh?

-Don't you have something to do?

-No.

-Your...

-Oh. Er...

Yeah. My dad likes this song, by the way.

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS BEETHOVEN'S 5TH SYMPHONY

-Hi, Mom.

-Here we go.

No, I'm fine.

I'm at Barnes & Noble.

No, that's OK, I'll walk.

Shift's over. Gotta go.

-Walk me?

-Sure.

Give this to your mom.

Thank you for an interesting night...and day.

-I guess this is as far as you go.

-I guess so.

So, same shift tomorrow?

I'll get back to you.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Somebody, anybody.

Somebody, anybody.

GIGGLING

Hello, boys.

Family fun night.

Oh, OK. I see what's going on.

MOTHER SHOUTS Oh, you guys are screwed now.

"We're just watching cartoons." "Oh, OK, sweetie. I understand.

"You guys are growing boys."

Come on, Mom.

Wow, they are horny as shit.

Help! Help!

SHE SCREAMS

Shit.

Oh, shit!

OK.

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS "ME SO HORNY" BY COUNTDOWN

-Ronnie.

-'How far did you get?'

-Ronnie, Turner just saw me.

-'What?'

-Yeah. And the redhead who was at his house, OK?

-'Are you sure?'

-He chased her around the house and turned the lights out.

I mean, I don't know what I saw. Well, what if he killed her?

DOOR SLAMS

'Slow down, slow down. Talk to me. What is happening?'

-Just stay on the phone.

-'Kale?'

-(OK, just stay on the phone.)

'Are you seeing something?'

-CAR ENGINE STARTS

-'Kale, what is happening?

'Talk to me, man.'

It's the redhead. She's leaving the house.

'You are seriously losing it, you know that?

'You gotta stop this, all right, Kale?

'Kale?'

GASPS

No, no, no, no! Whoa. Whoa. Just take it easy.

Easy. Slow down. I'm Robert Turner. I'm your neighbour.

-I know who you are! What are you doing in my house?!

-Well, I...

-Morning, honey!

-I think I startled him.

I ran into Robert at the grocery store.

I had a flat tyre. We tried to change it

-but that adaptor thingamajiggy...

-Dad put those bolts on.

-Well, it did not work, it stripped it.

-My fault.

No. You saved my life.

-Oh...

-We had it towed to Frank's.

Oh, yeah? Thank God you were there, huh? To tow it to Frank's.

-Just glad I could help.

-Kale, use a bread knife.

-It's a knife. What's the difference?

-About 60 bucks at Bed Bath.

Oh, hey, you know, I've always been curious about those things.

-Do you mind if I just take a look?

-Yeah, I mind.

-What'd you do?

-How do you like your coffee?

I popped my Spanish teacher.

Cafe con leche, por favour.

Shoot, I think I left the milk in the car. Be right back.

So, when you say that you... popped your teacher...?

Yeah, I punched him in the face.

Listen... I get it.

I went to school.

There are plenty of teachers I wanted to just...kill.

Kale, would you grab the sugar, please?

-Here it is.

-Can I pour you some milk?

Si.

-Your mom was saying how much she likes eating out.

-Was she?

-Oh.

-I thought maybe we could do dinner and a movie sometime.

-That's not gonna happen.

-I would like that.

-For me.

For me it's not gonna happen but I'm sure my mother would love to go.

-Why don't we sit down?

-Nice meeting you.

-He is something.

-Yes, he really is something.

And so is your place.

-Ooh, that's creepy!

-The guy's a freak show, right?

Did he genuinely mean it was nice meeting you

or was he sending you some kind of sinister message?

-Are you playing with me?

-A little.

-Did you even notice my hair?

-Yeah, no, it's nice. It's real nice.

OK, there's the Mustang, the longhorn skull in his garage

and the club girl. She looked freaked out.

She was running around half-naked. Then he challenges me.

He stares at me. He shows up in my kitchen, hits on my mother.

Can you blame him? Your mom's hot.

-Can you be serious?

-Did you consider whatever look that girl had

might have been something else?

Maybe she likes being chased around half-naked.

And that's it? That's what you're leaving me with?

-I'm going to a party.

-Whose?

-Mine.

-Yours?

You're having a...? I didn't know you knew anyone.

-I met this girl today, Minnie Tyco.

-Yes, Skinny Psycho.

-Yeah, she's fun(!)

-I told her my parents were going out of town

and one thing led to another. She called somebody,

-then they called somebody and now everybody's coming.

-So you got

the whole jock and bimbo population showing up? That'll be fun(!)

You're really going through with this?

Yes.

All right, well, that'll be fun.

I just didn't think you would conform so fast, but...

Try to keep those in your drawers tonight, will ya?

RAP MUSIC BLARES FROM HOUSE

Wait, what was that? Oh, you think I'm watching you.

Well, I'm not. I'm not watching. I'm minding my own business.

Hey, how are you?

All right, that's it. That's it!

MUSIC: "Next To You" by Buckcherry

# Comin' to you, honey on the east side runnin'

# And I ain't got time to waste

# Jump into the car in the back seat lovin'

# But you keepin' me on the chase

# I've been tryin' all night long

# I put up with your favourite songs all night... #

MUSIC: "Lovin' You" by Minnie Riperton

KALE'S MUSIC DROWNS OUT PARTY MUSIC

Oh, my God!

DOORBELL CHIMES

-You don't like Minnie Riperton?

-Fire!

-Oh!

-I hit him, you guys!

-Go, you guys!

-I got you now, Greenwood!

You better not be listed!

Big tactical error, my friend. Huge!

What the...?!

What are you doing here? Huh?

Oh! No! TURNS OFF MUSIC

What's wrong? You don't like my music?

-KALE'S MUSIC STARTS UP AGAIN

-Oh, my God.

What? TURNS OFF MUSIC

Oh, shit! Hold on.

-Back off or I will throw this where you can't follow.

-Relax!

-That's 60 gigs of my life.

-Even better. What are you doing?

-What are you doing?

-Trying to enjoy my party.

-Oh, really? OK.

-Oh, no, that's wrong.

-I'm trying to conform.

-You could have fooled me.

-What?

-If you're trying to enjoy your party, enjoy your party.

Don't keep looking up, trying to get a rise out of me.

So you were watching me. But for how long? Just tonight?

A week? Two weeks? Since I moved in?

What have you been keeping tabs on, Kale? Huh?

What else have you seen?

-What else have I seen?

-Yeah. What else?

-Well...

..I've seen a lot. I mean, not like that.

Not... I mean...

For instance, I've seen that you're...maybe one of

three people in the world that likes pizza-flavoured chips.

You're also the only person I've ever seen

that spends more time on the roof of her house than in her house.

What are you doing? You're reading. Books. You know, not Us Weekly

or Seventeen or, you know, but you're reading substantial books.

You also do this, er...

You do this thing where, it's like an OCD thing but it's not,

it's... When you're leaving your room, you grab the door knob

and you turn, you're getting ready to leave but you don't, you stop,

you back up, turn to the mirror and you stare at yourself.

But it's not like a "I'm so hot" type of stare,

you know, it's more like... "Who am I really?"

And to ask yourself that, I mean, that's...

..that's so cool.

Also, you look out the window all the time, like I do,

only you're looking at the world, you know.

Trying to figure it out. Trying to understand the world.

Trying to figure out why it's not in order, like your books.

I'm... I'm only looking at you.

That's either the creepiest...

..or the sweetest thing I have ever heard.

# So don't make me wait, honey

# Don't make me say it out loud

# Don't hesitate, no, honey... #

Remember the other night? When we talked about my issues?

-You said you didn't have issues.

-Did I?

-Mm-hm.

That was bullshit. I got a million issues.

For a guy who killed his teacher?

I didn't kill my teacher.

CLATTERING

CLATTERING OUTSIDE What?

-Holy shit!

-What?

-What's in the bag?

-Oh, my God.

-What?

Hm? What'd you see?

-Red smears.

-Blood?

What should we do?

'I can't believe you want me to break into this guy's car.'

We need to see what's in the blue bag, so get in the car.

'And I'm still in the clear?'

-Ashley, where's Turner now?

-He's...shovel shopping.

Visual coming your way.

'Are you sure I'm clear?'

-Yeah, you're golden, man. He's still in the store.

-'OK, here we go.'

MOBILE-PHONE CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

-Well, that's pretty cool.

-'What are you talking about?'

Ashley's got, like, a live feed going here.

-'This is hard.'

-You're doing great, man. You're doing great.

-SCREAMS

-Ashley!

-Hi!

-Hi, Skinny... Minnie.

Where did you hear that name?

-Hello? Ashley?

-'Sonofabitch. I'm in.'

There you go! Start looking around. Look under the seat, too.

-In side compartments, glove box.

-'It's not here, dawg.'

Nothin'? All right, keep lookin'. Hold on.

-Yes.

-Kale, I lost Turner!

-I ran into Skinny Psycho.

-When's the last time you saw him?

-About five minutes ago. His car's gone.

-All right, hold on. Ronnie.

-'I found his opener!'

-Pop it open and give me the code, OK?

-'I can just open the garage.'

-No! Just give me the code.

-'Why do you sound so agitated?!'

-Turner's coming home right now,

-that's why I'm agitated. Read me the code.

-'What?!'

-'Oh, no, no, no! Operation Stupid is over.'

-No! Ronald, no!

Stop right there, turn around and give me the code!

Pop it open and go. Pop it open and give it to me, Ronald.

'I can't get this... It's not opening!'

Keep trying. Hello?

-Get Ronnie out of there!

-The code, he's giving it to me now.

-Well, tell him to hurry. Shit!

-'OK, OK, OK!'

-Hello? Ronald, go.

-'Are you ready? It's, erm, one down.'

Miss Carlson.

Kale.

-Uh-huh.

-'Three up, four up.

-'No, no, no. Sorry, I screwed that.'

-Up?

-'Four down.'

(Kale?)

Hi.

I'm Robert Turner.

I live behind you.

Oh, yeah.

-LOCKS CLICK SHUT

-Would you mind?

It's just...a little rude.

-What are you doing?

-Well, I'm...officially welcoming you

to the neighbourhood.

I know that you've been following me.

No, don't.

Don't deny it.

I'm not upset. And, quite frankly, I don't even want to know why.

I just would like you to know that, er...

..I'm a little on the shy side,

so, short of all this, er, sneaking around

in some kind of hip,

new-aged way

of coming on to a...somewhat older man...

..I really feel obliged to tell you

that I... I rather enjoy my privacy.

You see, the world is,

it's in a heightened state of paranoia

and I tend to think that someone as intelligent

and...attractive

as you

doesn't need to be wasting her time...stoking the fire.

I...

So, now you know.

You're not the only one who's watching.

STARTS ENGINE

So, feel free to pass that along if you'd like.

Cool?

-Are we cool?

-Cool.

-Cool.

-Cool.

-I'm calling the cops.

-Wait.

He didn't do anything. All he said was he liked his privacy.

But why does he want his privacy? He's hiding something, we know that.

-Definitely.

-And he knows that we know that.

And regardless of if he had a bad day or a good... It doesn't matter.

-He scared the hell out of you.

-Look, Kale, he freaked me out

but he's right, we're the ones spying.

Oh, man, she's got that Stockholm thing,

where the hostage falls for the hostage-taker.

-Where do you get this stuff?

-I read a lot.

How is that a nice or charming guy?

-I didn't say that.

-No, what you said was,

"He broke into my car but he did it in a nice way."

-OK, you know what? Erm, can we just...?

-Drop this?

This is not a cute little game any more. This has gone way too far.

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS BEETHOVEN'S 5TH SYMPHONY

Hi.

No, I'm not over here.

OK, I'm coming.

Parents' anniversary. Amazingly enough.

Just drop this, OK? I'll call you later.

RINGING TONE

-'This is Ronnie.'

-Ronnie, I did some research on Turner's house.

I'm looking at the blueprints. When this house was first built,

this house and garage weren't connected.

Now there's this middle piece that wasn't there.

What would he need that for? I'm just thinking out loud. Call me back.

DOORBELL CHIMES

BANGING ON DOOR / DOORBELL CHIMES Who is it?!

-It's Ronnie, man! Come on!

-Did you get my message?

-What?

No, listen. I dropped my phone in his car! I must have put it down

-when I was putting the thing back on!

-OK, stop!

Look, we're gonna get your phone, OK? We're gonna get your phone

but I need you to do one more thing for me.

'Yeah. Yeah. OK. OK.'

-You there?

-'How am I looking? Can you see this?'

-Yeah, you're good. I see you.

-'OK, how does it look over there?

'Is anything moving?

-'How am I looking?'

-You're good to go.

-'OK.'

There you go. There you go.

'Wait, is this...? You still got a signal?'

Yeah, no, I see you, I see you. Do it from around the corner.

There you go.

'Are you sure I'm still clear?'

No movement. You're fine.

-CLANGING

-'Oh, God, I made a lot of noise.

-'Did you see anything?'

-You're good.

-'Oh, man, it reeks in here.'

-What's it smell like?

'Like the corpse of a rotting hottie. Yes, the door's unlocked.

-'I'm not seeing it, man. It's not in here.'

-Just keep looking.

-It's there. Just be patient, you'll find it.

-'Oh, God, yes.

-'I got it. Oh, thank you, thank you.'

-There you go. OK, now listen.

-You gotta find the bag.

-'OK. All right. OK.

'I don't see it. Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute. I see it.

-'Do you see this?'

-There it is. Good job.

Good job. OK.

'All right, OK, OK. I just gotta put the camera down for a second.

'Oh, yeah, this is definitely the source of the stink.

-'Bro, I don't wanna do this any more.'

-Stay calm.

I need you to look in the bag.

'There's a lot of blood.

-'Wait a minute, I think th-that's hair.'

-OK.

'Oh, Jesus, this is nasty!

-'Oh, God. This is sticky.'

-SQUEAKING

Ronnie, the camera's sliding. Ronnie! Ronnie! Shit.

-'Well, that was close.'

-Good save.

-'OK, I got it.'

-Jesus.

-'How am I looking?

'Oh, no. What the...?'

Ronnie? Did you just close the door?

'(I think there is someone in the garage. Help me.)'

-'Oh...!'

-Ronnie.

Oh, shit, he's in the house.

'Oh, shit!'

Ronnie?

HE SCREAMS

Shit.

TAG BEEPS

Ronnie!

Ronnie!

Open the door!

SIREN WAILS Officer! Officer!

-My friend has been kidnapped!

-Drop the bat! On the ground!

-OK!

-Drop it. Now! Clear the bat.

-My friend is in the house.

He's kidnapped by the owner of the house who's trying to kill him.

-Come on, man!

-It's open.

-It was open when I got here!

-Breaking and entering.

-Bullshit!

-Mr Turner?

-Yes, I am. Can I help you?

The kid here is claiming that his friend is in your house.

Do you know anything about that?

-No, I don't.

-You lying sonofabitch!

-Come on.

-He's in the house! He didn't just wake up five minutes ago,

the man has been kidnapping and killing people. There's a body

in a blue bag in his garage!

-Please.

-Sir, when we got here, the door was open.

-Well, how would he get the door open?

-I'm not sure, sir.

Keep him here for a second.

Yeah, he lives, er, with his mother. They live back here.

-Just a second, sir.

-Something doesn't feel right.

Let's just check it out.

Come on, let's go.

-Sir, do you mind if we take a look inside?

-Not at all.

You be my guest.

-Mmf!

-Urgh.

Come on.

I hit it the other night. I thought I could save a few steps

and...get it off the road myself. I was hoping to bury it sooner

but it's...been a hell of a week.

-You found time to fix your fender.

-I had to get it out of storage

for the auto show. I needed it in pristine condition.

-The auto show?

-That's right.

-The auto show.

-Big car fan?

-All right, that's it.

-The auto show.

-Let's go.

-What about my friend, then, huh? Where's my friend?!

-Let's go.

Auto show!

It was his second violation, Mrs Brecht.

-He's due in court at 9am tomorrow.

-Can he press charges?

Well, your son was in his house, Mrs Brecht, and so, yes,

-Mr Turner can file charges if he chooses.

-Thank you.

-Good night.

-Good night.

-I can't believe this.

-I can't believe you're actually buying

-this guy's bullshit.

-After what you just pulled?

It's a miracle they didn't just take you away!

-I have to go talk to him.

-What are you talking about? Now?

-He could press charges, Kale.

-I don't care if...

-Sit down!

I care.

You are breaking my heart, Kale.

THUNDER RUMBLES

Oh, shit. What the hell are you doing, Ma? Oh, shit.

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS "ME SO HORNY" BY COUNTDOWN

Ronnie? Ronnie. MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

Shit.

LIGHTNING CRACKS

DOOR CREAKS OPEN

Ronnie.

Argh!

-Yo, don't kill me. Don't kill me.

-Are you serious?

-Hey!

-Do you have any idea what I've just been through?!

-Hey! Come on!

-I thought you were dead.

-Did you want me to go,

"Officer, he's right, I was in his house. I went in there

"to get the phone out of the car that I broke into earlier today"?

All I could think of was, "Hide," and I went into the closet.

OK, OK, that was a bad joke.

-I just wasn't thinking straight, OK?

-I get it. I get it. Yeah.

-Yeah?

-Oh, God. You bastard.

God. You bastard.

-Oh, hey, so what was in the bag?

-It was a dead deer.

-Naturally.

-Yeah.

Yo, what is your mom doing over there?

She's keeping me out of jail.

Oh, wait. Then, before they confiscate this evidence,

come over here and peep this. I got my great escape on video.

I hope this works, I dropped it. I was in your closet

for, like, two weeks. I gotta take a piss. Check this out.

'Ronnie? Did you just close the door?

'(I think there is someone in the garage. Help me.)'

RONNIE SCREAMS

What was that?

Yeah, but it's just been really hard...on him.

-He...he still blames himself.

-I understand.

Feelings like that, they don't... they don't just go away.

Thank you so much.

You've just been so great about all this.

-It's been my pleasure.

-Thanks.

-Good night.

-OK.

SHE SCREAMS

Ronnie!

Ronnie, get up here! Ronnie! She's on the tape!

Ronnie!

The club girl, she's dead!

-Ronnie!

-Agh!

Agh!

So, he got her on tape?

I really didn't want this.

All I wanted... was to live in peace...

..which is why we gotta keep the spotlight on you.

You've done most of the work already.

You are the troubled neighbourhood boy who cried wolf...

..but now...

..you are really going to snap.

First,

you killed your buddy

because he was calling your girlfriend behind your back.

And now we gotta... bring your mom over here...

..so you can slit her throat

because she just wouldn't stop blaming you

for killing your dad.

So, it sounds good?

Good.

Pen and paper.

Write this down.

Dear Ashley...

-..I killed Ronnie...

-ASHLEY DOWNSTAIRS:

-Kale?!

Kale! Oh, my God!

Kale!

Agh!

Agh!

Kale!

Shut the door, shut the door!

MUFFLED: Grab the phone.

MUFFLED: The scissors! Here, scissors!

-Come on, 911.

-The phone is dead.

Where's your mom?

Turner's house. Here, take that.

All right, we've gotta get across the line.

Get ready to run, OK?

FLOORBOARDS CREAK

ELECTRICAL BUZZING

SHE SCREAMS

Come on! Go! Jump!

-Kale!

-Go!

Come on!

Oh, my God!

TAG BEEPS

-I've gotta get my mom. Make sure the cops are coming, OK?

-Yeah.

-OK? Go.

-OK.

-Go!

Agh!

Mom!

RADIO: 'One-three-Adam? One-three-Adam-seven-four, come in.'

-Thirteen-Adam-seven-four. Go ahead.

-'I realise your shift's over

'but that kid hopped the fence again. Er, you still want first dibs?'

Thirteen-Adam-seven-four.

-Yeah. Yeah, I'll take care of it.

-'Roger that. Over.'

Yeah, when I take care of it.

Mom?

Mom?

VENT CREAKS

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Oh! Shit! Oh, f...

Oh, shit.

SHOUTS IN DISTANCE

Mom?

MUFFLED CRY

MUFFLED CRY

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

It's the club girl.

She never left.

Mr Turner?!

Sir, are you here?! Police!

Mom?

TORCH CLATTERS

Mom?

MUFFLED CRY Mom?

FLOOR CREAKS

Dispatch, thirteen-Adam...

HE SCREAMS

HE SCREAMS

MUFFLED CRY Mom?

FOOTSTEPS

Hello?

MUFFLED CRY

Mom? Mom?

-MUFFLED:

-Kale!

-MUFFLED:

-Kale!

-MUFFLED:

-Come around!

-MUFFLED WHIMPERING

Oh, God. Oh, God!

-Oh, God.

-No, no!

-You're OK, you're OK.

-MUFFLED:

-No!

-MUFFLED:

-No!

-Here, I got you.

MUFFLED SCREAM

Aaaah!

You made me do this.

-Yah!

-Aaaaaaargh!

HE ROARS

HE ROARS

MUFFLED CRY

APPROACHING SIRENS WAIL

You know... I think you're the first one

to ever get one of these things taken off early for good behaviour.

-Hah! Good behaviour?

-That's what I'm calling it.

-You got a problem with it, call somebody who cares.

-Good behaviour.

You all set to pay the incarceration fee, Mrs Brecht?

-You're kidding.

-No, she's not kidding.

Today counts.

-She's not kidding.

-No. Look.

-Follow me.

So much for being spatially challenged.

-Does it scare you?

-Oh, yes, it terrifies me.

Mm!

So, what happens now?

-'Hello?'

-Mrs Greenwood, hi. This is Joe from the satellite company.

We're checking up on our adult-programming subscribers.

-'What are you talking about?'

-Skin flicks, ma'am.

-'What?'

Well, we see that you're currently accessing it, as we speak,

-from the second floor of your house.

-'That's not possible.'

I'm just doing my job.

-'Thanks for your call.'

-Yes, ma'am.

MOTHER SHOUTS

Nice.

And I am calling your mother!

You feel better now?

-Yeah. Oh, yeah. But that's just the first strike.

-Really?

Yeah, it's an ongoing offensive against neighbourhood evil.

-You're my hero.

-Mm!

SLURPING

Soon to be the most popular video on YouTube.

MUSIC: "Taper Jean Girl" by Kings of Leon

# Ah-ha

# Shake

# Taper Jean girl with a motel face

# Ah-ha

# Shake

# Bury your eyes in a secret place

# Ah-ha

# Shake

# Black as night on a Sunday

# Punks watch their bodies

# No room for make-up

# I think he's tasted

# Tasted the watcher. #