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[unsettling music]
[suspenseful music]
[eerie tones]
- [Woman] Sean.
- [Sean] Geez Viv, what's the matter?
- I can't believe you didn't hear that.
How do you manage to sleep through absolutely everything?
- [Sean] Hear what?
- Quick, get up and get dressed.
- Why? - Oi, now!
- What's going on?
Power's out.
- Something must have happened up on the hill.
- Like what? - I don't know.
There was this flash of light
and then this huge mechanical roar.
I've never heard anything like it.
- Heard something droning away some-
- No, it's not that. It was, it was loud.
Really loud.
I need to go and check on my folks.
They'll have heard it.
- Of course they did. Everyone except for me.
- Well, it rattled the whole bloody house!
- Okay. Okay.
- I don't like this at all.
- [Sean] You and me both.
- Why is the front door wide open?
Mom?
Dad?
Where can they be, Sean?
- Let's get home and get quiet.
- What about my mom and dad?
- What about that bloody noise?
Look, [sighs] I've got a shotgun at home.
I'm not saying not to look for them.
What I am saying is, is that I feel a little uneasy
out here in the dark
with my hands and my feet for protection.
- Okay. - Right?
Let's go.
Torches aren't working, but I've got this wood and candles.
- Dad!
Are you all right, Dad.
What's, what's that on your face?
You're bleeding!
Dad?
What's the matter?
Stop messing around, Dad.
Where's Mom?
We went up to the house and the front door was wide open.
Where is she?
Dad, stop messing around.
You're scaring me.
Dad!
Sean, do you think he's had a stroke or something?
Why is he just standing there?
- I don't know what to do Viv.
Should we bring him in?
- Viv.
Vi, Vi, Vivian.
Vi, Viv, Vivian.
[eerie music]
[Vivian whimpers]
[unsettling music]
- Where's the lunch bag?
- Oh, sorry, Granddad.
Go get it from your gran, will you?
- You forgot your lunch.
Enjoy your trip home.
Say hello to your mum, will you?
She needs to stop working so hard
and come visit us old folk.
- I'll tell her that, Gran.
Thanks for the sandwiches.
It's a long trip back to Inverness.
- Aye, it is that.
Don't go sleeping.
Keep your granddad awake and entertained.
You know what he's like.
[both giggle]
- [Granddaughter] Yeah.
- Eh, you've forgotten something else as well.
- I, I just fixed that.
- Ah, she's a bonnie lass, she really is.
But she's a scatterbrain as well.
- Aye, a bit like her mother.
Too much in her mind.
- I'll be having a good chat with her
when I get up there tonight.
And I'll see you tomorrow.
- Don't be too hard in her, Jim.
She's been through a lot.
- Aye, may be, but she coulda made it up here
for the holidays.
- She needs the money.
- We could have helped her out there.
- [scoffs] You're joking, surely.
She's as stubborn as you are.
Take care of this old fool for me, will ya?
See you in a few weeks, Zoey darling.
And tell your mum to get down here
the minute she gets some time off.
- Bye Gran.
- Have you forgotten anything else, have you?
- Hope not.
- I just wish you'd left hours ago.
It'll be dark before you get there.
- I know, I know.
- [Woman] Can we go up the Old Man of Storr?
- [Man] You seriously want to go up there today?
- [Woman] Ugh. Why not?
- [Woman] Go up where?
You can't see anything for the bloody rain.
- You all turn 'round and I'll set the timer.
Christ. Come on guys!
- [Woman] Whatever.
- Great. Here it goes.
[camera beeps]
Hold those smiles.
[camera clicks]
[waves rushing]
[ominous music]
- [Man] Got a real sense of foreboding, doesn't it?
- Aye, it does, mate.
I'm not sticking around.
It's freezing.
One minute sunshine and the next minute
it's blowing a gale and pissing it out.
- Give it five minutes. It'll be glorious again.
- No. Whatever you see.
- Where's Sarah?
- She never left a car.
- That sounds about right.
[unsettling music]
[motorcycle hums]
- [Zoey] There's a man up ahead.
- [Granddad] Aye, I can see it.
- [Zoey] Don't stop, Granddad!
- You've been living in Inverness too long lass.
We don't drive past people here?
Put the window down, Zoey.
How's it going sir? What's the problem?
- How you doing?
My bike's not working a way up the road.
Oh, well, we'll take a wee look.
Worst case, we can drop you down the nearest garage.
- Really?
I mean you'd be an absolute legend
if you could and it'd be really much appreciated.
- Ah, no problem. Hop in, sir.
- Are you sure? - Aye.
- Thanks so much.
I'm Brodie by the way. - Jimmy.
And this is my granddaughter, Zoey.
- It's nice to meet you both.
- [Jimmy] Aye.
[unsettling music]
- Oh for fuck's sake, you've got to be fucking shitting me.
Who are these fannies?
What speed are they doing?
- Hey, wind down the window and get them some abuse, Baz.
[horn blares]
[Baz laughs]
[both laugh]
- Did you see that?
Pull the car over, mate.
I'll wrap his head off.
- Barry, I think you're forgetting why we're here.
- [Baz] Pull the car over.
- Barry, calm down. Calm down.
- [Woman] Seriously, what the hell was that?
- Idiots.
- I don't even think they're from around here, guys.
Least I bloody hope not.
[engine rattling]
- Are you okay for fuel, Jimmy?
- Aye, more than half a tank.
- Same thing happened to my bike.
Aye, the same thing.
- Where are you going, mister?
- [Brodie] Checking on my bike.
- Zoey, turn the key.
I wanna see what's going on here.
Must be the battery.
Have you got your phone, darling?
- Do you want me to call Gran?
- Aye.
Ask her for the number for the garage at Portree.
Hopefully Tom's not too busy and he can pop down.
- I thought I charged it.
The battery is completely dead.
[ominous tones]
[creature snarling]
- [Woman] Did you see that?
[creature chattering]
- Christ, it sounds like they're ringing in my ears
after a 24 hour rave and four eccies.
- Did you bloody well see that?
- [Man] See what, Sarah?
There was a guy, up there.
- Where? - Up there in the bend!
- Where is he now? - I said there was someone
up there as in there isn't someone up there anymore.
- There is something there.
- What are you doing?
- I'm going to take a look darling. You coming?
- Oh, like fuck I am.
- Suit yourself.
- Why do you think our car died right here by this bike?
- Oh, I don't know, Baz.
Do I look like I'm blessed with all the fucking answers?
- No you don't.
You absolutely don't, Sarah.
[ominous tones] [man laughing]
- [Eerie Voice] Such an asshole.
- Where did you go, Mr. biker man.
- What was that, Granddad?
- Ah, it sounded like machinery or something.
- No, it didn't.
- Oh, it was probably just one of the farms
up over the hill.
Either that or the Biasd Bheulach!
- The what?
- The Beast of The Odail Pass.
Have you never heard of it?
Ah, it's a demonic creature
that haunts this area for centuries.
- Beasts? Demons?
Granddad, please.
- I'm just pulling your leg.
Actually, I remember when I was a wee lad.
Probably a little younger than you are now.
I was down the sea cliffs one day with my pals
looking for crabs and we heard this enormous crash.
We almost died, so we did.
- What was it?
- Oh, it was a farm trailer.
Well, the mangled twisted remains of one anyway.
- Really?
Yeah, the farmer had forgot to put on the brakes
when he detached it and just rolled on over the edge.
Made a hell of a noise, so it did.
- Nothing like the noise we just heard, though?
- No, but we didn't know that until we found out later.
- What do we do now?
- Oh, I suppose we can go help Brodie to push his bike
until it kick starts or something
and then he can go and get us some help.
It'll be easier than pushing this car, anyway.
- Would that even work?
- Well, to be honest, pet,
I'm not sure, but it's worth a shot.
- Who's that?
- I don't know.
- Where's Brodie, Granddad?
- I'm not sure.
- Is that man carrying his helmet?
- Quiet. - But, but where's Brodie?
- Don't say a word.
I don't like the looks of this guy.
[unsettling music]
- Whoa, relax old man.
I come in peace.
You recognize this?
- Yes.
- What the hell did you do to him?
- Quiet.
- Oo, feisty one, that.
I'd keep her in line if I were you, old man.
Little clip behind the ear always does the trick.
- What do you want?
- For your information
the reason that I'm down here speaking to you two
is that our vehicle has decided to give up the ghost
down there right next to this vanishing man's bike.
- Liar!
- Now I might not be an A-grader,
but I'm guessing that's pretty much the same predicament
that you find yourselves in.
- Correct.
- But I'm a great believer in seeing things
with my own eyes.
So start the car.
Just start the fucking car, please!
Thank you.
- [Zoey] He's pretty scary, Granddad.
- Yes he is.
Now I wish we had left before lunch.
It'll be dark before we get there.
- It's okay, Granddad.
- Ah, it'll be fine.
- What happened to Brodie?
- No idea.
- [Woman] Don't slow down. Just go for it, Conal.
- [Conal] I can't. It's not doing anything.
- Start the engine, start it. - The power's gone.
- Quick! - The power!
The key's not doing anything.
- Hey! - Welcome to what appears
to be a Scottish version of the Bermuda Triangle, folks.
Hey, stay there.
[punch thuds]
- Don't ever stick your finger up at me again, pal!
- Who do you think you are?
- You want one as well, do ya?
- What the hell is your problem?
All of you. We didn't do shit to you.
And you guys think you're super smart.
[bullies laughing]
- You're all a bunch of arseholes.
- I'll tear the hair right out your head.
- Really?
I count three of you and four of us,
so maybe calm down a bit!
- Just leave it, Conal.
Just leave it.
- Yeah, just leave it, Conal.
It's not worth it.
[punch thuds]
- Come on, man!
- [Man] Shouldn'ta done that.
- Conal, watch out.
[bat cracks]
- Oh for crying out loud.
- Who's this old guy?
- [Man] No, that's the old man from earlier.
I have a feeling he is our best chance
of getting moving again.
- No point hiding that bat. I know it's there.
- I just don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable, old man.
- Where's Brodie? - Who?
- The biker.
- Oh, I still haven't met this biker friend
of yours, mister.
- You guys, okay?
- I'm afraid I can't let you do that.
- What happened? - Well, these idiot idiots
tried to run us off the road earlier.
They punched Finn and hit Conal on the head
with that fucking baseball bat.
He could actually die for Christ's sake.
- Oh, come on. Stop being so dramatic.
Oh, he's not going to die.
He's just a little fairy
that can't take a little dink to the head.
- A dink? - Uh huh.
- Are you actually shitting me?
You are a moronic idiot.
- Oh shut up.
- [Jimmy] Is he okay?
- I think so. He's still breathing.
That's the main thing.
- I've got a first ait kit.
I'll go and get it.
- Oh, you're going nowhere old man.
- Don't try and tell me what to do, son.
I've put down braver men than you before.
[creature chattering] [metal thumping]
[ominous tones]
- Any strange beasts in these parts?
Wolves, bears?
- Don't be daft.
There haven't been wild bears in Scotland in centuries.
- Yes, I know that.
But I've had tales of them being released
back into the wild up here.
We get them back home, but come on, seriously?
Wild beasts.
- And then it might be our missing biker friend
playing funny games.
Go and check it out, Baz.
Take your new friend with you.
- I'm not going back there. - Yes you are.
[scary music]
- Don't push me.
- What the hell is that, you see shitebag?
Looks like an oil.
I want to hear an educated answer from yourself.
Enlighten me as they say.
- it looks like oil,
jelly or mold.
- What is it?
- Get off me.
How should I know?
Not a fucking scientist, dude.
I take photos for a living.
- Is that right, is it?
Did you find anything?
- [Baz] Give us a minute, will you mate?
You must have a camera with you, then.
- What?
- Must be worth something. Huh?
- Not really. Got it second hand.
Dropped it earlier today.
Doesn't even work anymore.
- Yeah, right then.
- Look, you're not even bothered about this.
- Couldn't give a shit mate. [creature snarls]
- Baz!
[creature chatters]
Baz?
- [Finn] I thought he walked back to be with you?
- What happened? - Baz!
- I have no idea.
- Baz?
Well, isn't this a bloody mind fuck of a day.
- [Woman] Oh, thank God, Conal, are you okay?
- Look, leave him be for now.
Got a first aid kit back in the car.
I'll go and get that.
- Not so fast, old man.
- I'm going back to the car. - Not alone.
- When were you so concerned about my safety?
- I'm not.
But it appears you know these parts better than us.
- And? - Let's walk and talk.
- What are we gonna do?
- I have no idea.
That man's a wild one.
I don't trust him up there with that old guy.
- What happened? - He hit you with a bat.
- Seriously?
- You're gonna have some size of lump on your head.
I'm so sorry honey. Are you okay?
- What are you apologizing for?
I'm, I'm a little groggy, but I'll be fine.
- Just sit still. - Okay.
Help me out.
The old man's on way back for a-
- I'm saying help me up.
[unsettling music]
- Oh, look at you on two working wheels.
What the hell are you doing here?
I told you to stay in the car.
- There was something shaking-
- I told you to stay in the car.
- Sorry Granddad.
- Those wheels might just come in handy actually!
- Yeah, that they may.
Gramps, how far to your humble abode?
- 15 mile, give or take a mile.
- You willing to cycle that bike for some help, Zoey?
- Don't try and act so nice girly,
after what your boyfriend did to that lad down the road.
- I'm not acting nice, Granddad.
This group breakdown is a fucking inconvenience
for all of us and we all need her help.
How else are we gonna get it if we just stand around here
all day talking shite, huh?
What's the chances of another car
passing through this late in the afternoon, I wonder,
on a wee back road like this.
Pretty slim.
And even if one did, it's guaranteed
to just break down like the rest of us.
So, can we just send you pretty little granddaughter
on her merry little fucking way
so we can get some fucking help around here?
- Oh, oh Jesus Christ.
Whoo. Come here.
[Sarah chuckles]
When you talk, you talk.
And when sense leaves talk, my God, do you talk that?
[bully growls]
Look, another car.
If, if it does come along here,
will be in the same predicament
that we find ourselves in now.
Never a truer word spoken.
- There's a farm up over the hill.
- Well then that's our destination.
Zoey, my girl, get pedaling.
You are going on a road trip to Granny's.
She's still alive, isn't she? Gramps?
[bully and Sarah laugh]
Come on.
- Zoey, go back to the car and get your bag.
There's some juice and sandwiches in there
that your Gran packed.
It's gonna take a lot of pedaling to get home before dark.
So, ride fast and be safe.
Are you up for this darling?
- Yes, Granddad.
- No go on.
Off you go.
[unsettling music]
[suspenseful music]
[Baz groans]
- I really enjoyed this trip up until now.
- How do you feel?
- Bit of a throbbing headache. But I'll be all right.
- You're concussed.
- Look, I've had worse, remember that trip to Iceland?
- Yeah, that was a car crash.
This was a bat slammed off the back of your head.
Not to mention we're broken down in the middle of nowhere.
Three complete idiots hanging around.
One of which, you know the bat wielding kind.
No, actually all of them are mentally unstable.
Or just downright fucking crazy.
- Well there's only two of them out there now
and I don't know if that guy's unstable.
He's just an absolute rocket.
- I like that, absolute rocket.
- Where did that other guy go, though?
- [Finn] I don't actually know.
[ominous tones]
[Baz groans]
- Alright, you've had your fun and games.
Show yourself, huh?
Face me like a man.
Chicken shit are ya?
Thought you'd just dragged me all the way up here.
Try and scare me, huh?
Well that didn't work, did it, Mr. biker man,
'cause here I am calling you out
and you're the one sitting out of sight,
knowing I'd fucking demolish you!
[unsettling music]
- So why are folk like you up in these parts anyway?
Surely it's not for the seafood.
- [laughs] No, I'm not a fan of seafood.
- [Jimmy] Why?
- Never been a fan of the sea in general.
[zipper unzips]
- So here you are on an island
on the west coast surrounded by water.
Why are you really here?
- Told you that, old timer, I'd have to-
- Yeah, yeah, you'd have to kill me.
You're a walking, talking cliche.
- Look, me and my crew
just do what we need to do to survive.
- Survive, huh?
It's not exactly the end of the world.
You're not walking the Earth looking for answers.
Get yourself a job.
- I have a job.
- You wouldn't know a real job
if it came up and bit you on the arse.
[bully laughs]
- Jesus Christ. Who the hell are you
to lecture us getting a real job?
Problems right now, Granddad.
Baz and the other guy are missing for starters.
- That other guy, his name is Brodie.
- Oh, who gives a flying fuck.
- [mutters] For a woman you sure have a dirty mouth.
[bully laughs]
- Did you actually just say that to me?
Stop laughing, Trev!
Look, that biker guy is out there somewhere
and my guess is he's taking the utter piss out of us.
He's probably up there in those bushes
having a right fucking laugh at our expense.
Yeah, probably did some something to Baz back there.
- [Trev] It's true.
- He could be a bloody serial killer for all we know.
Another option and one that I just can't bloody fathom
is that two grown men,
have completely vanished off the face of the Earth.
And we are just standing around here like idiots
not knowing what to do with ourselves.
- Yeah, well I suppose you're right.
They have vanished.
Listen, I suggest we get the others
and we head up to the farm before it gets dark.
Otherwise we're gonna be waiting quite a while
for my granddaughter to come back with help.
And I can guarantee you this, it's gonna be a chilly night.
[unsettling music]
[unsettling music continues]
- Is this where you live, you arsehole?
[door creaks]
- Cozy in here. Hmm?
Very cozy.
- Great. Just walk in, why don't you?
- So what's happening then?
- Oh, my granddaughter, Zoey's taking her bike
and riding back to our house.
She'll get her gran to call the local garage.
- Will she be all right?
- Aye, aye, she'll be fine.
How's your head?
- I'm fine.
[Trev laughs]
So just sit here and wait for her to get help, then?
- No, we head up to the farm.
- What farm?
- There's one up that road.
- [Redhead] How do you know that?
- Why don't you tell them, Granddad?
- [Redhead] How far is it?
- Oh, half a mile, a mile at the most, no more.
Aye, but there's a, there's a track further down.
But we can cut through here and, and, and join up with it.
- [Redhead] Will they have power up there?
- I guess that's the point in heading up there.
Find out.
- Why all of us?
- Yeah, we don't all have to go.
And you're certainly not going anywhere
with the head knock, son.
- I'm fine.
But what's the point in all of us going up there?
- Well, you can wait here
for another car to come down the road.
- Don't tell me what to do
after what you did to me you fucking idiot.
- Don't get your knickers in a twist.
I apologized for getting a little bit outta sorts.
I just have a tendency for violence.
It releases the, the tension inside me.
- Mm. Mm-hmm.
[punch thuds]
- Oh, I guess we're even now. Huh?
Maybe.
- You good? - Yeah, I'm fine.
And I'm going with 'em.
- Why?
- 'Cause I'm not sitting here waiting all night
for a car that may or may not come
on a track in the middle of God damn nowhere.
- Yeah, you're right.
Even if one does come
it'll probably break down just like the rest of us.
- I'll stay - Really?
- Well one of us has to hang around.
Lock the doors.
- I'm staying with you, then.
- Thanks babe.
- Aye, will probably not be another car along here
at this time of the day.
It isn't exactly a main road, but you never know.
[unsettling music]
Jesus, what's all that?
- What? - Is that a boot
full of knocked off whiskey?
- Listen, old timer.
I don't feel comfortable sharing details
of my lifestyle with yourself.
- Why nick a load of booze and then and flee up here?
- We aren't fleeing.
- Well you coulda fooled me.
I've met a few like you over the years.
You're a con man and a thief.
I might be a thief but I'm not a con man.
- Geez.
Everyone has a reason
for being up here at the back of beyond.
My reason is I live here.
- [Trev] Why do we need a reason?
- Well, I, I understand the tourists.
They're up here for a wee jaunt around the island,
nothing more.
But you three, what's your story,
what's your reason?
- I see where this is going.
- I mean obviously it's got something to do with that booze.
I think you're full of shit.
I think you're the type of man that,
and I use that term loosely,
that would run a mile at the sign of real trouble.
And I'm surprised you haven't cleared out already.
Even with all that booze in your boot.
What did you do?
Did the three of you stand around the back of a truck
and wait for someone to turn their back for a second
and thought you'd try your luck?
[Trev laughs]
What's it worth?
- You got me, oh man.
But I'm not the bad guy here.
We're to stop here visiting an uncle,
trying to stay out of trouble for a few weeks.
There's nothing more to it than that.
- Yeah, well then, then stay out of trouble.
- Why don't you put that case down? Huh?
Now turn around.
Yep.
Now open the door.
- Why?
There's absolutely nothing in there.
[Trev laughs]
- Okay, look, that's just a private tasting room.
We, we don't keep any money through there.
It's just bottles of whiskey.
Some of 'em don't even have labels on them.
No, they come straight from the cask,
which means just for checking and and tasting.
- Oh, open the door.
- Look son, you can point that gun at me all you like
but there's really nothing interesting in there.
I don't even have the key to that room.
- Well, Francis, you open the door.
- Oh come on.
Let's go through to the shop
and you can have what's in the till.
Oh- - Aye,
leave the whiskey behind for Christ's sake.
- Why are you two still arguing?
Everything's paid for by card these days.
There's fucko in there.
- Of course there is.
Tourists, tourists have cash.
Just take the money.
- There is, there's money in the till.
Look, I'll take you back through the shop front
and I'll hand it over myself.
- It's the whiskey we're after.
I don't give a hoot about the money.
[sighs] Now, there's a couple of vintage bottles in there
I'm guessing.
- Just take the money. - Oh fucking hell Francis.
[laughs] Everybody knows
that vintage whiskey is liquid fucking gold.
- Voila.
- Good haul, eh?
- Not bad my friend. - Lovely.
- Yeah. - It's unknown.
- Oh you know the plan, my lovely lassie.
Mwah.
We head to Baz's uncle's on the Isle of Skye.
God knows, he's always harping on about him, huh?
- Hell yeah.
- I'm not a bad guy here.
[unsettling music]
- Where are you hiding, Mr. Biker man?
[gunfire pops]
[Baz groans]
- Did you hear that?
- Ah, it's far away.
- Yeah, but how far away exactly?
- Far enough that we should get going.
- I'm not so sure.
Sounded like it was coming from up there.
Is that not where we're headed?
Day just gets worse with every passing minute.
- I'm still going. - You sure?
- Yeah. - Let's get moving.
- Come.
[Baz groans]
- What are you?
- Are you fucking joking? You just fucking shot me.
- Jesus, hon, lower the gun,
I don't think he's one of them.
- You're right.
I'm so sorry.
- Fuck you.
- Who the hell are you?
And what are you doing in our house?
- A bunch of us broke down
- I think it's from more than just the farm.
Could be further afield.
Reckon there could be more of them.
- I don't know hon, could be.
- [Baz] More of what?
- Go and get the first aid kit.
We better bandage him up.
- More of what?
- Keep quiet.
You are in a bad way and we need to stop the bleeding.
[ominous tones]
- Brodie?
- So you chaps on holiday, are you?
- Yeah. Been here a week.
Still got one week left.
- Enjoying it? At least until now.
- Yeah, it's been great.
Never been to Skye before.
- Yeah, my grandfather's from a place called Dunfermline,
and Conal has family there too.
Do you know it?
- Oh yes. The kingdom of Fife.
Aye, it's a fine place.
- She loves Edinburgh though. Amazing city.
Nothing like where Alaska's from?
History, the architecture castle up on the hill.
- Yeah. It's so beautiful and mysterious.
You know, in the shadows of an ancient volcano.
- Oh yeah Edinburgh is a special place, I agree.
But still there's nothing better than being here
on the Isle of Skye.
- Cut the boring chit chat.
How far away is it, Granddad?
- I think it's this way.
[unsettling music]
- How much further?
- We're here.
[bike tire clicking]
[fingers tapping]
- Fancy a game of cards?
- [Woman] Not particularly.
- Come on, it'll pass the time.
- I'm honestly not in the mood right now, Finn.
- It'll be all right.
- I'm not so sure.
Everything just feels out of place.
- I know.
- What's that noise we keep hearing?
It doesn't sound like anything that
or basically anything normal.
I mean what the hell is it, Finn?
Wind, machines,
tractors stuck halfway up a hill.
Who knows?
Look, someone will turn up and if they don't,
they'll call for some help up at the farm.
- Will they? - Yeah.
- You promise? - I promise.
I will beat you at cards.
- Whatever.
- What game do you want to play?
- Jesus Christ. I really don't care.
Look, it's gonna be dark soon and I'm getting freaked out.
So can we not just, just snuggle
under the blanket or something?
- We'll be fine.
Like I say, someone will call
for some help up at the farm
and then someone'll show up in an hour or so.
Two at the most.
- Do you honestly believe that?
- Not really, but we have to live in hope.
- Sorry.
[ominous tones]
[knocking at door]
- [Conal] Hey now!
- Name.
- Uh, I'm Conal.
- You? - Alaska.
- [Viv] Name!
- I can be anyone you want me to be darling.
- Yeah? - Oh Jesus Christ.
Just tell her your name.
- I'm not telling her anything.
She can suck-
- Do you know what?
I don't give a shit what your name is.
You I do know, Jimmy.
- What's happening, Vivie?
- I don't know.
- Where's Sean?
- He's in there with one of yours.
- Baz? Baz!
- Get inside everyone.
It's not safe out here.
- What do you mean it's not safe?
- Inside, now!
- Baz!
What the actual fuck happened here?
[Baz groans]
- Where did the Conal put the little portaloo?
- Gross. I don't know.
- Sorry.
Hey, they must've reached farmhouse by now, surely.
- You'd think so.
It's freezing in here.
- Yeah. Big time.
- [Woman] Actually, can we just get all the sleeping bags
and blankets and get under them before it gets worse?
I can't feel my fingers.
- Aye, go for it.
[creature snarls]
Caitlin?
Caitlin!
- Guys? Guys!
- [Trev] What is it?
- Look, it's over there by the barn.
A man and a woman just standing there staring at us.
Who are they?
- [Viv] My mom and dad.
- Pam and Andy?
- [Sean] That's not your folks hun, remember that.
[Baz groans] Breathe.
- It's the craziest day my entire life.
What's wrong with those people, your mom and dad?
Why are they just standing there?
- [Jimmy] Sean!
- [Alaska] anyone care to give me an answer?
- Lock the door. Lock the door!
[door slams]
- We can get out while they're out there.
Stay low and be quiet.
- No. - Hold the gun.
[pounding at door] - Come on, dearie.
Come on. Hurry up.
[pounding continues at door] [Baz continues to groan]
- You do realize he's not coming with us, right?
- Yeah. I'm not staying, Baz.
- Aye. - Sorry.
- Bitch.
Mate, what's coming through that door?
- I don't know, Barry.
- Go look after your girl.
I'm just pissed I couldn't meet up Uncle Charlie.
- Listen, listen Barry.
Yeah, I'm confused as fuck, mate.
[pounding continues at door]
This is utter bullshit!
I think it's that biker man playing fucking funny games.
- She said, she said it was her mum and dad.
[Baz growls]
- Take this, take this.
- Piss off. You're gonna need that more than me.
- Oh fuck.
- Carry on.
Go mate.
- Fuck.
[Baz growls]
I'm sorry.
- Cheers mate.
[pounding continues at door]
[door opens]
[suspenseful music] [creatures snarling]
- Hey, watch out! - Look out!
- Dad, please!
- Vivian!
[impacts pounding]
[ominous tones]
[thoughtful music]
♪ I don't want your pity
♪ And don't need your help
♪ It's nobody's fault here
♪ It's the cards up and down
♪ Gambled and cheated
♪ Most of my life
♪ I feel like an outlaw
♪ In his last gun fight
♪ There's nowhere to lay down my head for the night ♪
♪ Remember the time when you were by my side ♪
[radio static hissing]
♪ I took these doors down
♪ To keep moving
- What's going on?
What is is?
- There's a caravan.
- Eh? - Well let's just say
it's not very well parked.
There's a car and a bike sitting there too.
Can't see anyone from here.
- I really need your help.
- What's with the crazy parking, son?
What are y all up to?
- You'll think I'm some kind of mad man.
But I'm not, I swear.
- What are you talking about?
- They're all gone.
- Who's gone.
- Look, she's gone.
- Who the hell is gone, son? - Caitlyn!
- What kind of shit are you pulling here son?
Is anyone else in there?
Stay there. I'll be back in a minute.
- Well, can you call the police?
- Yeah, I might just do that.
No signal. Surprise, surprise.
Shit.
Cameron.
- Oh geez. What, what?
[Cameron groans]
- Get up.
- [Cameron] What is it?
- Someone over there by the caravan.
A young guy.
In a bit of a state.
- Seriously. What's wrong, like?
- Well, hello mate.
- Did you get through?
- No signal.
- That's what happens. - What do you mean?
- Well, none of us have power.
- It has power. Just no signal.
Cameron, check your phone.
- Aye, power but no signal like.
Wait, so there's power now?
You're right.
- Listen, did this Caitlyn wander off?
What happened to her?
Did you guys have an argument?
- No.
- We're gonna take a look in there. Okay?
Don't even think about trying any funky shit, though.
I might be gray on top, but I'm fitter than most guys
your age and Cameron,
well he's a little worse for wear this morning.
But my bet would be on him.
Maybe.
- Thanks for the vote of confidence like.
- I'm not arguing with you Mr.
I'm just telling ya,
something took my girlfriend last night.
- Last night?
- What, wait, what do you mean some thing?
Like, well what about the, the car and the motorbike?
Eh, where's everybody else like?
- Up at the farm.
Go for it. Take a look.
- Nothing to see in here.
Some scattered bits and bobs, no body parts either.
I'm uh, gonna check the other car.
Fucking hell!
- What is it?
- It's some vintage whiskey!
- Don't.
- Ah, come on man.
I mean look, it's the proper stuff.
It's the good stuff that you don't mix
with Coke or Irn Bru like.
- Put it back.
- Fine.
- Mister, is your car working?
- Why wouldn't it be?
- Well because none of these vehicles
were when they reached this point.
Maybe they all are now.
- Hey what you, what do you mean
none of these vehicles worked?
How could they all run out
at the same time at the same spot like?
- It's like some dead zone or something.
They all just came and stopped here.
Engines cut out, phones stopped working.
It was crazy.
- Look, there's another car
up and around the bend on the road.
It's not just here.
- And they all went to the farm?
- Yeah.
Look if you could drive up that track back there
you'd be doing me a huge favor.
My friends went up there and never returned.
I don't have a driving license
so I can't take the caravan up.
- This just reeks of shite Euan.
I say we keep going.
- There's no harm in a little detour, mate.
We cannot just leave him.
Come on. Jump in the car.
[unsettling music]
- You hear that?
- What?
- Will you cut the engine?
- What the hell is that?
- [Euan] Farm machinery?
- Could be.
Your thoughts, bud.
- My name's Finn.
- What are your thoughts, Finn?
- Should we check out the house and the barn
and take it from there?
- I'll take a look inside the barn.
[unsettling music]
[liquid squishing]
[Cameron coughing]
- What is that?
What'd you see in there?
- Anything? - Aye.
Some guy's all torn up in there.
- Seriously?
- Aye. - Who's dead?
- Hey, I wouldn't.
- If you're playing games with us...
- Where are you going?
- Where do you think I'm going?
To find my friends.
- I don't like this you know,
I don't like this one bloody bit!
[unsettling music]
- I guess they're all down there.
- What the hell is that?
- I have no idea.
- [Euan] Looks like the farmer's been building
a nuclear bunker down there.
- That looks fresh, though.
- Aye. - So who's going for a look?
- All of us.
- Hey, not a fucking chance, Euan.
Look, whoever did that to that bloke back there
is probably chopping your friends off by a hacksaw.
I'm sorry but it's true.
What?
Where are you going?
Don't be fucking idiots.
Shite!
- [Finn] I can't see anything at all.
- I can see gas.
- You can't bloody see gas, mate,
but it's something.
Right, someone hold me, I'm going down.
- What? No, no.
Let's just head back down the road and call the police.
It's too bloody mental even for me, mate.
- This is absolutely mental, I'll agree.
But I need to know what's going on.
Hold my arm and lower me down.
Hold my arm.
Lower me down.
Christ.
The noise is deafening.
Let me go.
Not that far then.
Stay there.
- Where are you going? [ominous music]
[door rustling]
[machinery rattling and rumbling]
What the hell is this place?
[machinery continues rumbling]
[rumbling intensifies]
[machinery rattling and rumbling]
[machinery hissing]
- Holy shit.
Holy shit.
This place is insane.
- [Finn] They're alive, I think.
- Ow! - What is it?
- [Cameron] It's bloody hot.
Oh. They're all dead.
- [Euan] Finn!
Are they all here?
- Are they all here, bud?
- I think so.
- Let's get the ones that are still standing
out of here, like.
- Wait! - What?
- I actually think we are standing
in a bloody spacecraft of some sort.
- You think it crash landed here?
- If it crashed there would've been a massive crater
and a pile of scorched earth and rock back up there!
- Then how did it get under ground?
- Looks fresh up top.
I'm not a scientist, but that noise!
It's pulsating, reverberating even.
My guess is it landed here and it shook, shuddered
and vibrated itself into the ground.
- What! Like a lizard in the desert?
- Exactly!
- That's some fucking mind blowing shit, man.
No that wouldn't work, no.
- If it was pointed like an arrow it would.
- No bloody chance of it.
- Look around you, mate.
Does anything look natural to you here?
- You know why? You're the sci-fi geek.
Aren't ya?
- Stop please! We have to get them out.
[Caitlin screams]
- Jesus.
- Zoey, darling?
Zoey, can you hear me?
Zoey, Zoey.
[creature snarling]
[neck cracks]
[Caitlin screams]
- [Euan] What the hell was that?
- We have to get them outta here, now.
- What is it?
- We have to leave here right now.
- No problem with that buddy.
Let's get them all out, rip those bloody tubes out
and get 'em through to the next room.
[Conal gasps]
Oh buddy. Easy buddy.
[Zoey gasps and coughs]
- Get outta the car.
The car! - Oh you're tripping, mate!
- Yeah? - But some fresh air
I can help you with.
- Help. Help me.
[Conal wheezes]
- Finn is that you?
Am I at home?
What's going on?
I see lights everywhere.
- Shh. Let's get you outta here.
[Euan grunts]
- [Euan] Gimme a footy.
- A what? - A hand up, son.
- Sorry.
[Alaska coughs]
[Sean sighs] - Whoa, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.
Come on, come on, come on.
There we go. Come on.
Hey.
[Zoey wheezes]
[eerie tones]
- [Sean] Where the hell are we?
- Hey! - Can you go
and get the torch?
- Hey, hey. - It's awfully dark in here.
- No, no, no, no!
No, no, no.
Granddad, Granddad, Granddad.
Granddad, it's me Zoey, Granddad.
No, no, no!
- Look, if you can stand,
then go help that young lasso outta here.
Okay? Quickly please.
Through there.
[eerie music]
Go back inside, son.
Give Cameron a hand.
- No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, Granddad!
[Zoey sobs and exclaims incoherently]
- [Finn] No, don't touch it. Leave it alone.
Don't fucking touch it.
No, leave it alone!
[all yelling]
[ominous music]
[creature snarls]
[Alaska wheezes and coughs]
[Alaska screams] [neck cracks]
[creature grunts]
[creature yells]
[ominous tones]
- [Conal] Finn, Finn, Finn come on.
Finn. Grab my hand.
Come up.
What are you playing at?
Come on now.
- [Euan] Where's Cameron?
- [Caitlin] And Sarah.
- We need to burn this place down right now.
- We haven't got shit to burn it with, pal.
- [Sean] What do you mean?
The atmosphere is nearly toxic.
I'm guessing a naked flame will make the place go
if it doesn't, could always go
and get a petrol canister from back at the barn.
- [Conal] We haven't got the time for that.
- Where everyone else? What's taking them so long?
- [Euan] I'll go back down and find out.
You all been down in there for too long.
Good bleeding fungal spores in for so long.
- No, I'll go.
I'll go down, okay?
Just one of you stay behind just to pull me back up, okay?
- [Alaska] Don't you dare. You've already lost your wife.
- [Sean] Exactly.
- [Alaska] Just, just shout at it.
- [Sean] What? Waking that thing?
- [Caitlin] What if it's already awake?
[machinery hissing]
[ominous thudding and whirring]
- [Euan] Get back, everyone, get right back.
- We can't wait. - What the hell's going on?
- This thing is planning on getting out of here.
We need to get out of here, Alaska.
Come on. - Come on guys.
Get the fuck outta here.
Are you coming, buddy?
What are you doing?
[machinery rattling and hissing]
Move it, guys.
Hurry the hell up.
We can't do it yet.
I'm going down.
- What are you doing down here?
Get yourself back up there.
Whoever that is up there, that's not the guy
that strapped to the wall back there.
- What are you fucking talking about?
[lighter clicks]
[scary music intensifying]
- Oh no, no, no, no, no!
[explosion booms]
[group coughing] [ominous tones]
- I can't believe that they're all gone.
Everyone that was inside there, they're just...
Can we please get the hell out of here?
We need to go now.
[sad tones]
- [Officer] Somebody want to explain to me what's going on?
- You don't wanna know.
- Okay, my name's PC Hill,
my colleague over there is PC Saunders.
We are from Portree Police Station.
Now I'll get everybody's details in just a minute.
But first, let's start with the obvious question.
What happened and why are all these cars scattered around?
- We broke down.
- What, all of you?
- Yeah, it was a, a power surge or something
from, the thing on the hill.
- What thing on the hill?
Eh, I think I should take some names down, hmm?
Right, name please.
- Alaska Rhodes.
- Conal Dawson.
- Name?
- Zoey Wales.
- Eh, name please.
- Can you not just get on that hill and see what happened?
- We'll get to that when back up arrive
- Caitlin Keller.
- Eh, just yourself left.
- Hello? Can you turn round and answer the question please?
- His name's Finn. Finn Davis.
- [Hill] Well I'd rather hear that from himself.
- Well he hasn't said anything since the explosion, so...
- Explosion. What? Explosion?
- You know, just let us sit down for five minutes.
You have no idea the awful shit we have just been through.
Give us a break.
- Please, Officer.
It's been a hellish night.
- Right. Okay.
Let's calm down.
Eh, is this your caravan?
Okay.
- Right. All of you pop inside.
Grab a seat.
If anybody has something to wrap around Zoey, please do so.
- Come on. Thank you, Officer.
- Eh, can you please get in the vehicle?
We'll be there in a few minutes
to take statements from all of you.
- Did you hear what she said?
Pop inside and grab a seat with your friends.
- How the hell are we gonna explain this?
This is a nightmare. Nobody's gonna believe us.
- All we can do is tell the truth.
- Nah, Caitlin's right.
If we tell the truth,
we'll be in the nearest mental hospital.
- It feels like I imagined it.
All the tubes and the weird fungus
and spacecraft or whatever the hell it was.
It feels like a dream.
- What's he doing?
- And that's why we can't tell the truth.
Who's gonna believe that we been
on some fucking alien spacecraft?
Aliens that killed her Granddad.
Entire family up at the farm.
The others that helped us.
[ominous tones]
- They didn't deserve this.
- [Caitlin] Guys, you need to shut up.
- What are you talking about?
- It's not him. - What do you mean?
- [Finn] Conal, it's not him.
- Okay guys, get out. Get out!
Go. Go, go!
Quickly.
[tense, scary music]
Hey!
Ignore them!
- No, Conal!
No, no, no.
[neck cracks]
Conal. - Alaska!
[Alaska sobs]
- [Caitlin] Run!
Alaska, we need to go.
[gunfire pops]
[creature exclaims]
- [Alaska] Trevor?
- Did you miss me, pretty?
[gargles] Motherfucker!
[yells]
That's some good shit.
[Trevor laughs]
- [Caitlin] Trevor!
[Trevor grunts]
[gunfire pops]
- [Caitlin] Is it dead?
- I think so.
- [Caitlin] Whisky's flammable.
- [Alaska] Let's find out.
[flames roar]
[creature chatters]
[creature groans]
[ominous music]
[hopeful music]
- Come and get a cup of tea, darling.
Your mom will be here shortly.
[Zoey sobs]
Come on.
- My dad's outside with the car. Are you packed?
- Yeah. Let's go.
[lights clicking]
I swear to God, I'm gonna jump
at every god damn flickering light for the rest of my life.
- You and me both.
[eerie, unsettling music]
[eerie music intensifies]
[ominous booming] [creature chatters]
[eerie music]
[happy music]
♪ Please can you help me
♪ I am lost miles from home
♪ Can you show me the way that I should go ♪
♪ You talk about my life
♪ Like you know where I been
♪ Try to walk a mile in these shoes of mine ♪
♪ Looking at the stars can you show me the way ♪
♪ Is there somewhere that I should be ♪
♪ Lord I feel this poison rain
♪ And it's coming down
♪ Don't know what it is, but something's gotta give ♪
♪ I've given everything I have
♪ But I'm feel this poison rain ♪
♪ It's coming down
♪ This is the darkest place in my life I've ever been ♪
♪ Can you show me the way that I should go ♪
♪ Some days I see myself
♪ Disappear without a trace
♪ Change my name and I'll start over again ♪
♪ Looking at the stars