You doing okay back there, Charlie?
I mean, the damn Walkman is rotting her brain.
She's got no idea what's going on
two feet in front of her own face.
-Honey. -It's ridiculous.
We've been on a road for a while.
We're all tired.
Maybe we should stop for the night.
It's way too dark out
and I don't want us driving this late.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Next rest stop, I'll see if we can't find a motel or something.
Thank you.
The Jolly Monkey!
What, is that a song you're listening to?
Oh, no, honey.
Look.
Looks kind of kooky.
Jolly Monkey! Jolly Monkey!
Okay, we can stay at the Jolly Monkey!
Yay!
Stop.
It's just one night.
If we didn't have to stop for a gas,
then we would have been here 20 minutes ago,
but you insisted on filling up the tires
and that's just...
Listen, when we get in there, straight to bed,
no PJs, nothing, okay?
We need to get you to sleep.
Hey, welcome to the Jolly Monkey!
Can I get you a room for tonight?
Yeah, yeah, just the one.
Okay, excellent.
Jolly Monkey, huh?
Odd name.
Oh, yeah, well, we rebranded a little while ago.
Yeah, our daughter, she loves jolly monkeys.
And we thought it would be kind of nice, you know,
kind of like a refuge for families,
making long trips, you know, have a little fun along the way.
Where are you guys coming from?
-Los Angeles. -Yeah.
Phew, that's quite a drive.
Yeah, still a long ways to Niagara,
so we figured we'd just cut up the drive
and get some rest for the night.
Well, very good.
Looks like your little monkey likes our monkey wall.
We've got kids from all across the country,
including our own little daughter.
Oh, they're so precious.
Hey, Carolyn, bring me the camera.
Oh, uh...
Um...
Do we have a little monkey for our monkey wall?
Can I?
Fine, yeah, just...
All right, here we go.
Say monkey.
Monkey!
Yay.
Thank you.
You know, why don't you take that with you tonight
so you have a little friend while you're in the room?
Can I?
Oh, we wouldn't want to impose.
No, no, that's fine.
We've got a ton of these jolly monkeys around the motel.
Are you sure? They don't seem...
I'm sure, Carol.
You know, can we just get squared away
so we can check into our room?
We really need to get some rest.
I can pay you with cash,
or I've got travelers checks in the car.
Don't worry about that.
No, you just make sure that you see me
before you get out of here.
Okay. You sure?
Yeah, no.
You guys, you've got a big trip ahead of you.
Kiddo needs to get some sleep.
Now, look, we have a house here on the property,
so if you need anything, give us a call.
You are going to be in... number four.
You're our only guests tonight, so give us a shout anytime.
The phone number for our place is in the room.
So enjoy.
Okay, thank you. Charlie, come on.
-Say thank you. -Thank you.
Does that work for you?
Grace?
Hey, what are you doing?
Man, it's more dead out here than I remember.
Yeah, times are tough.
Can you stop talking to me?
I'm trying to get some sleep.
I am not used to being up this early.
It's noon.
Yeah, well, noon is my six in the morning.
Thank you.
Did you ever get that video I sent you about
ten different side hustles you can do from home?
Yeah. Can you stop sending me that crap?
Why? It's easy money.
I'm not looking for a side hustle right now.
Well, you gotta do something.
I mean, what are you planning on telling mom and dad?
I'm not planning on telling them anything.
This isn't about me.
This weekend's about Grandma.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
Look, I'm sorry.
I just graduated and I don't really know what I want to do.
Maybe there's something here for us.
Yeah, I can assure you there isn't.
Man, you were not kidding about this place.
What did you expect?
A Ritz-Carlton that just needs a fresh paint job?
Come on, let's go see if there's anything good inside
the house and claim it before anyone else gets here.
Uh, Grandma and Grandpa live behind the motel that way.
Jenny!
Jenny? Jenny?
Ew, ew! There's a spider!
Seriously?
Why are you so lame?
I'm not. It's huge.
It's like a brown recluse or something.
Maybe it's a spider monkey.
Ha, ha, ha.
It's a type of monkey, not a spider.
Well, then it fits with the theming.
Come on.
Wow.
Grandma's had this same couch, same pillows,
same blanket, since we were little kids.
Yeah, an old person's scared of change.
Never.
Are you seriously telling me you're not
sentimental about anything?
Jenny, a new Call of Duty game comes out every year,
and then I forget about the one I was so excited for
the year before.
You are so insufferable.
At least I'm not scared of spiders.
Come on. Let's check everything else out.
Can we please just go pick a room and unpack?
Maybe have a nap before everyone else shows up?
No, we've got to check out all the rooms
so we can pick the best one.
Hmm.
Grandma's study, I wonder why it's locked.
She probably didn't want anyone snooping in there.
Yeah, well, there's some baby pictures in there
I want to get my hands on.
You want your baby pictures?
Would you rather I have them or mom have them?
Okay, fair point.
Five more minutes, I reckon, and then we go unpack?
Oh, God.
What, some other creepy bug?
I forgot about this creepy ass basement.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, did you ever get a chance to go down there?
No, never really wanted to.
I kind of did.
Can we go unpack now?
No, we still have the attic to check out. Come on.
Whoa.
Man, this place is dusty.
Yeah, well, I doubt Grandma got up here much at her age.
Yeah, probably not, which is why we should look around.
Yep, nothing but dust and boxes. We go?
Come on, Marshall.
It's everything Grandma held on to over the years.
Don't you think we should at least--
What? Another spider?
No, worse.
Eww!
I always hated these things.
Their faces are all weird and leathery.
Yeah, Grandpa loved them, I guess.
I will never understand it.
Yeah, you and me both.
He had dozens of these things.
Hopefully this is the only one left.
Well, this one's broken, so...
Help me.
Can we please go unpack?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, the others should be here soon.
Finally!
Jesus!
Oh... Now you work? Really?
Pretty easy to get jumpy up here, huh?
We'll see about that.
Well, well.
Hey!
Aunt Linda! Uncle Joe! Hey, Greg!
-Hi! -How are you guys?
I was hoping to arrive first, but you kids beat us here.
Hey, kiddo. Where's the rest of you?
Mom and Dad aren't here yet, and Marshall was just behind me.
Hey, Greg. You clean up nice.
What have you been doing these days?
Um, yeah, I'm doing real estate now.
Mostly flipping houses.
That's awesome.
Oh, hey, guys!
Oh, come on.
Aunt Linda, Aunt Linda, it was just a joke.
Joe, we're gonna take the room down here.
You're just here, Greg.
Yep, got ya.
Unpack the wine. I'm gonna need it.
-Copy that. -See you.
Bye!
Well, I should go grab my room before your parents get here,
because things are going fast, so...
See you.
Ow!
Don't scare me like that.
And put that thing back in the attic now.
Fine. But after we grab our bags and pick a room...
-Okay. -Finally.
Hi.
There goes any chance of us picking our own rooms.
-Oh, kid! -Hey, Mom.
Oh, my pretty girl.
Oh...
I haven't seen you two in too long.
You know you don't call enough.
I helped plan this trip, didn't I?
It doesn't count.
I mean just to talk to your dear old mummy.
-Hey, kids. -Hey, Dad.
Hey, Dad.
Hey, bro.
Need some help with your bags?
Hey, come on. I'm not that old. Yet.
Linda and Joe beat us here, I guess.
Deb, let's be civil.
We're all grieving your mother's loss.
So there's no need to drag up old wounds.
-At least not yet. -You're right.
We'll be civil for now.
But if she says one thing about bulldozing this place,
she's gonna have to bulldoze me down with it.
You see, that's exactly the type of conversation
we're trying to avoid, honey.
All right. I'll play nice.
For now.
It's gonna be a long weekend.
Yeah.
Follow the piper.
Listen, I don't want anything to do with this.
I am not picking up a paintbrush.
I'm not picking up a hammer.
I just want to make that perfectly clear.
That's not my idea of retirement.
My idea of retirement is fishing and not doing anything else.
Greg did some estimates.
And?
Yeah, to get the Jolly Monkey up and running again
is gonna cost an arm and a leg, Aunt Deb.
Easily low six figures to start.
And that's just to get the place up to code.
Okay, forget about the cost.
We are family.
Let's not forget about that.
I mean, I can sell my veterinary clinic
and we'll use the money to renovate the motel.
And it'll be my retirement.
You won't have to do anything.
Dad was barely breaking even with this place
when it was in its prime.
If you could even call it that.
I just don't want to see you put all your money in
and go bankrupt.
And then leave it up to me and Joe to bail you out.
Excuse me?
Okay, I don't know if this helps anything,
but listen, we are out in the boonies right now.
I mean, maybe if the location was better, yeah,
but this is gonna be a really tough one. So...
And we don't even know what we're fully dealing with yet.
I mean, the basement is padlocked.
This whole place could be sitting
on a rotting foundation for all we know.
I don't need even want to think about that basement.
My dad kept all his hunting trophies down there.
I want to demolish it, sell it, be done with it.
So there.
Okay, we'll do it without you.
Fine, but per mom's will,
that means that you have to buy me out
for half of what the place is valued right now.
And that's only if I agree to it.
Oh, okay.
I'll do it.
So, just us. Kids, what do you think?
Uh....
Mom...
I just...
You know, I think a lot of good points were made today.
On both sides, I just...
It just seems like a lot of work for something
that's not gonna be worth it in the end.
-I'm sorry. -Yeah.
Oh, I'm with you, honey, 100%.
I mean...
No, look, I know you have a lot of good memories
growing up here, and, um...
Yeah, yeah, it could be a fun project
to get this place back up and running, you know?
You'll regret that.
Damn it, Marshall.
I told you to put that thing back in the attic.
So what? This is too funny.
Turn it off now.
Okay.
Joe, we're out.
I guess that's my cue to go to the store.
I'm gonna get some more wine
and maybe something a little stronger.
I think we're gonna need it.
Yeah, maybe.
You know, it's just this, that...
I know this place means a lot to some of you,
but I really think we should just bulldoze these buildings
and sell the land.
I mean, Greg says the land's gonna be more valuable
if it's cleared off,
not with some dilapidated motel sitting on it.
Anyway, that's my two cents.
Noted.
So, should we unpack?
Yes.
She'll come around.
Eventually.
What the hell was that?
Hey.
Hey, little buddy, how'd you get in there?
This is amazing.
Man!
Jesus, Marshall, stop trying to scare me!
This place has seen better days, huh?
I just wanted to see the motel one more time
before I officially made up my mind.
It's probably best to sell it.
Or burn it.
It's not that bad.
Okay, it is.
But you don't have to be so mean about it.
No way.
-What is it? -It's the old monkey wall.
Oh.
I always wanted our pictures on the monkey wall.
Mom didn't for some reason.
Yeah. Well, Grandma wanted our pictures on the fridge.
So she saw us most of all.
How sweet.
Still, why couldn't we be on the wall?
Look at this antique.
Grandma and Grandpa never switched to digital.
Kept everything by hand.
One of the reasons this place failed in the end, I'm sure.
Man, think of the stories these pages tell.
I see the appeal.
It'll be a lot of work, though.
Speaking of work, you should seriously speak
with Greg about flipping houses.
It's good money, I'm sure.
No, thank you.
Working for my cousin doing manual labor
while he reaps all the profits?
Yeah, that's my nightmare.
Okay, fine.
Just thought I'd try and help before mom and dad make it
their personal mission for you to work at mom's clinic,
disposing of all those dead cats and dogs.
Hey, let's hope it doesn't come to that.
There you kids are.
Dad needs your help getting some things
from the attic back at the house.
The attic? We've already been up there.
Yeah, nothing but newspapers and monkeys.
If there's some possibility that we're going to sell this place,
then I want to go through all those boxes before
your Aunt Linda does.
She's going to try to take Grandma and Grandpa's
fine china set, I just know it.
Wait, you're considering selling?
Let's see how the next few days go.
Come on, let's see what's up there, chop chop.
Let's go find some treasures.
Jeez.
Wow.
I haven't been up here in so long.
You know, I don't think I've ever been up here.
Smells like old boots.
Oh, my.
I think the kids were right.
I think Grandma tossed everything after Grandpa died.
I told her not to, but you know Grandma.
Yeah, I don't think there's much up here.
And Uncle Joe might be back with some booze soon.
And I, for one, am very interested in that.
Is that why you lost your job?
Again?
How did you...
I'm your emergency contact, sweetie.
If you don't show up for days, they call me.
Look, Marshall, if you're going through something,
you need help, you know you can
always talk to us, bud, okay?
I know. I just...
It's been really hard.
Hey, we're always going to be there
to lift each other up, no matter what.
Family sticks together.
All right?
Bring it in.
And, uh, if you guys do end up reopening the motel,
maybe it'll be a nice fresh start for me or something.
I like the sound of that.
Hey, you find anything?
Uh, no, just a bunch of newspapers.
Do you know why Grandma and Grandpa kept these?
Maybe to wrap up the China.
Which we have yet to uncover.
So if everybody just chop chopped up on...
on looking in these boxes...
No, I mean, these specific newspapers
about all the missing families?
I don't think there's anything specific about them.
Did anybody stop by and check with Grandma and Grandpa
if they saw the missing families? The police?
Well, sure.
Um, I was pretty young, but, um...
Yeah, the police stopped by, as far as I can remember.
But nobody who went missing was ever staying at this motel.
I mean...
Oh, thank God.
That would be scary.
Now, can we keep looking in these boxes?
I mean, the thought of Aunt Linda finding
that wedding set before me is driving me insane.
Jesus, Marshall, turn that thing off.
It's not funny anymore.
I didn't bring it back up here.
There must be another one.
Where the hell is it?
Hey, you keep searching.
I have to go to the restroom.
Do not come down until you find that thing.
You're not gonna help us?
This can't wait.
Why are you looking at me like that?
You'll understand in 30 years.
20 if you're unlucky.
Did you check those yet?
I don't care what anybody in my family says.
The place is a total gut job.
Yeah, the location is terrible,
but if you have a buyer that's gonna take it for that price,
I'm sure I can get everybody to just walk away.
Mm-hmm.
No, my bitch Aunt wants to keep it in the family.
I'm sure we'd all rather have a couple extra Gs
in our bank account.
We just have to do it while she's not looking, so...
Mm-hmm.
Greg!
Can you come here for a second?
Hey, what do you need?
Could you open this damn thing?
It won't budge.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Don't mention it.
You can go finish unpacking if you want,
or see what your cousins are up to.
Yeah, actually, do you know where any keys might be hiding?
I want to get in the basement.
Deb insists on this place being reopened,
I want to make sure the foundation isn't falling apart.
I don't want you to go down there, okay?
Mom, I've flipped a house or two, okay?
I've seen at least eight different strains
of mold, you know?
A painting a family has sworn up and down is haunted.
Rats, bats.
Bad things happen down there, okay?
Mom, if I'm going to flip the place,
I need to know the history.
Hey, what did you really see down there?
I...
Uh... I just...
My parents always told me I walked in
on my dad dressing a deer.
I remember the deer,
but I thought I saw something else, too.
Something without fur.
But my memory's hazy,
and I might not be remembering it correctly.
But everyone else seems to only remember the deer.
I shouldn't have brought you here.
-I shouldn't be here. -Hey, no, it's okay.
It's okay, Mom.
Look, we can leave if you want.
You don't need to be here for this.
No, it's okay.
Now that your grandma and grandpa are gone,
just being back here is just bringing up
so many feelings I haven't had in a while, you know?
And it's... it's a lot.
I get it.
Listen, it's okay.
When dad gets home, we can grab the whole family,
have a real talk with them, okay?
Stand our ground.
Figure out something to do with this place.
Okay.
Well, that's enough of that.
Why don't you go finish unpacking,
and at dinner we will talk some sense
into the rest of the family.
Okay.
All right.
You okay?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Someone needs to find that damn thing now,
or I'm going to start ripping out the floorboards.
Okay, son, it's not quite that bad... yet.
But it is getting pretty silly.
Did you find anything yet, Jen?
Nothing.
Wait, guys, come check this out.
What is it?
Whoa, what is that?
Is that a secret tunnel?
No.
No, it's pretty narrow.
Probably just more storage space.
Yeah, let's just put it back up for now.
Yeah.
Keep looking for this damn monkey
before it gives me a headache.
Hey, Don. Hey.
Yeah, line up that buyer.
I'll make it happen, sight unseen.
No, I don't care what that bitch of an aunt I have says.
She can kick or scream or whatever.
This property is going to be mine,
and then we're going to work through it, okay?
That's what I'm thinking.
One second.
Mom?
Yeah?
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
Um, yeah, draw up the paperwork. Like I said, we--
Sorry, I'm going to have to let you go.
Something a little weird has happened.
All right. We'll talk later.
What is--
Ow!
That thing is going to drive me insane.
Where is that damn monkey toy?
It's got to be in one of these boxes.
Ah-ha! Found it.
Finally.
Smooth move.
Shut up.
Ooh...
Oh.
Hey, Linda.
I'm sorry for my attitude earlier.
Um, can we talk?
I really have nothing more to say to you.
Listen, I know you don't want to keep this place,
and that's fine.
But I can't seem to let it go.
I mean, it's just been such a huge part of my childhood.
Okay.
Okay, let's talk.
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
God, it's just junk up here.
God, why did they keep all this?
Why are you so obsessed, again, with getting this place open?
Okay, you know, I really couldn't tell you why.
It's just that something in me is telling me to do this.
I want to save something so important from my childhood.
You need to stop listening to that part of you.
You're going to go bankrupt trying to fix this place.
Believe me, I've tried.
I never wanted to come back here.
What changed?
It's complicated.
It's just something in me.
I mean, it's in my DNA.
I want to keep Dad's legacy alive.
I want to believe that you can do this.
I do.
But I want to see this place burn.
We deserve to find our own legacies.
Not be tied down to the past,
which is exactly what will happen if you reopen this place.
I'm sorry, Deb. I really am.
Yeah, I know.
Hey, I got to go back up the attic and check on the kids.
And Steve, I've left him unsupervised for too long.
I'll see you in a bit.
Oh, do you know where the key to the basement lock is?
Greg brought up a good point about checking for rot,
and I think someone should go down there and have a look.
Yeah, no, I don't.
But I can go check the motel office.
There's a lot of keys there.
Oh, well, I'll come with you.
No, I'm fine. Don't worry about it.
I will let you know if I find anything.
Ai, yi, yi.
You guys don't find it weird that all these people
disappeared around here back when mom was a kid?
Not really.
What do you mean?
Well, it was the '70s and '80s, you know?
It's not like now with Amber Alerts straight to your phone.
People didn't carry tracking devices on them at all times.
You know, cars didn't have GPS or phones.
You know, people got lost and hurt, I guess.
It's not like they could just call for help.
Yeah, no, I get that.
It just seems like a lot of people.
They didn't go missing all at once.
God knows, there must be decades of newspapers up here.
Yes, hindsight always makes things look much worse.
Besides, it's not good to dwell on the past.
Tell that to mom.
Yeah, no.
Charlie.
Charlie...
Change of plans.
I just talked with Linda.
I'm going to the motel to see if I can find
any keys in the basement.
Okay, okay, we'll be down in a minute.
Take your time.
Clean up a little while you're up there.
See if you can find the china set for me.
I'll be fine.
Well, you heard the woman.
Operation Tidy Up the Attic is a go.
Look, I don't know if I really want to be up here anymore,
especially after all the monkey clanging and...
Listen, if mom says tidy up the attic,
you tidy up the attic.
Okay?
Chop, chop.
-What now? -For God's sake.
I have to know.
I can't believe these things still work after 40 years.
God knows they don't make them like they used to.
Nope, they sure don't.
Jesus.
Let's see how well you handle this!
Marshall, no!
I just want to know what's in there!
I just want to know what I saw.
Wait.
What is going on?
I don't know.
We've got to get out of here now.
It's locked!
What do you mean, it's locked?
Keep trying!
-Open the damn door! -It won't!
Greg...
Greggy, are you okay?
No!
Greggy, no!
Oh!
Marshall, put that thing down now!
-My God. -Oh, Jesus!
Oh, my God!
Why did they all go off at once?
I don't know.
They're probably just old and faulty.
I guess.
I do not get why your mother loved these things so much.
She did?
Oh, yeah.
That's why her parents rebranded the motel.
Probably why there's so many of them around.
I guess it makes sense why she doesn't want
to part with this place.
True.
That's your mother. Deb!
Hope the door's unlocked!
Deb, Deb!
Oh, Jesus!
Kids, no, no, no, no!
You don't need to see this!
And Greg... his face... in the other room, it's the same!
Oh, Jesus, sweet heart, come here!
Oh, my God!
-Oh, my God! -I'm gonna call 911.
Oh my God.
Did you see anyone?
No, no, no.
I'll go check outside.
No! You kids aren't leaving my side!
I cannot handle this! I mean...
-Okay, okay. -This is my sister!
No, no, no! Go, go, go, kids!
-Go with your mother! -No, no, no!
You guys, please!
Let me know if you get hold of the police.
-Dad... -Dad, what's wrong?
My phone is gone.
Here, I'll use my...
Mine's gone, too.
Jen?
Okay, okay, um...
Okay, we gotta get the hell out of here.
Kids, follow me.
Deb!
-Deb? Deb? -Mom!
-Deb? -Mom?
Deb!
Oh, Jesus Christ, we need to find your mother.
Jenny, you go to the car.
Marshall and I will check the house.
Okay, um...
Look, if you run into that person,
you kick, you scream, you shout, whatever it takes!
-Jen? -Yeah.
Oh, God, you're my children.
I love you more than anything or anyone.
But if you see a chance to get out of here,
you take that chance.
But don't leave unless you know it's safe.
All right? Okay.
-Okay. -And don't look back.
-Okay. -Okay.
We'll find you. We'll find you.
Okay, we're all gonna be all right, Dad.
-Yeah. -Let's go.
Be brave. Be strong.
I'll see you in five minutes.
Okay.
Mom. Mom?
Mom?
Mom, if you're up here, we need to go now!
Mom!
Mom?
Mom, are you okay?
Deb?
Deb, are you in here?
Deb?
Are you back here?
Mom?
Mom, are you okay?
Mom, answer me!
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, Jesus, Greg.
Greg?
Oh, Jesus.
What is this?
Is that gasoline?
Deb?
Marshall, are you up here?
Jesus Christ, Marshall!
Get me down, get me down!
Dad, the killer's up here somewhere.
-I don't know. -It's okay, son.
It's okay.
It's okay, son.
You're safe now.
Where'd they go?
I think they went in the secret passageway.
Dad, dad, they could be anywhere.
Dad, they could get Mom.
Don't worry, don't worry.
Let me worry about your mother.
Son, I just need for you kids to be safe and sound.
And the only way I will know that for sure
is if you're as far away from this place as possible.
I just need you to be safe and sound.
-Okay? -Okay.
Okay. Okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
So let's go.
Oh, God.
Let's go.
Mom?
Mom... Mom.
Mom, are you back here?
Mom...
Mom?
Here.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Lock the door.
This is a safe place.
Do not open that door unless Marshall or your dad come in.
No, we have to go, mom. We saw the killer.
No, I know.
I saw him outside my bedroom window.
Listen, I tried to call the police, but my phone is gone.
I've been looking for it everywhere.
Have you called the police?
All of our phones are missing, too.
Oh my God...
Mom, we need to leave unless you know for sure
that there's a working landline here.
I don't think so.
Okay. We're wasting too much time.
Let's go. Let's go.
Are you sure there's not a phone in here?
From what I have seen? No, I can't find one.
Come on, we have to go.
Jenny, Jenny, what are you doing?
We have to go now.
This is one of the missing kids.
Tell me the truth.
Did any of the missing family stay here?
We can't do this.
Answer me.
Did any of the missing families stay here?
I-- I don't know.
I was a kid.
It's-- it's possible.
I mean, Grandma and Grandpa talked to the police
a couple of times, but they never stayed long.
This is another reservation book.
It looks like the same one in the lobby.
Mom, there's a lot more names in this one.
What is going on?
Jenny, enough.
We're going now.
I'm not done.
What if there's something in here that can help us?
I'm done.
I'm going to find your father and Marshall,
and I'm not going to wait another second for you.
Jesus, Mom, okay.
Okay, son. First, we've got to find your sister.
-Deb! -Jesus!
Oh, my God.
We've got to leave right now.
Marshall, what happened?
That monkey-masked piece of shit strung me up
and tried to kill me.
Oh, my God.
I'm okay. I'm okay, Mom. I'm fine.
Dad found me just in time.
Oh, my God.
Okay, we need to get in the car.
I mean, we need to find a police station or something.
They cut our gas lines. We can't drive anywhere.
Oh, jeez.
Unless someone found them, our phones are still missing.
What do we do?
We arm ourselves.
We get some knives from the kitchen
or something heavy and blunt.
And then we walk.
Walk? We're like 50 miles from anywhere.
So? Anywhere's better than here.
Yeah. We walk to the highway.
Here.
Nobody leaves anybody else's side.
Jen?
Jenny?
Oh, Jesus. She was just right behind you.
83, 83...
83...
June 9th.
They removed it.
Why would Grandma and Grandpa do that?
Shit.
No!
Please...
There has to be something here.
Some type of evidence of what happened
to Charlie and his family.
Jesus, they really had these in every room.
Wait.
Charlie?
No, no, no.
Jenny? Jenny, where are you?
No...
Jenny!
-Jenny! -Keep your voice down.
What the hell are you doing out here?
Keep your voice down. I know where they are.
They're in room four. I think they're in the closet.
-Hang on. -Kids.
Marshall?
Marshall. You get behind me.
If I miss and he gets me, you tackle him, all right?
No, you are not making our kid attack a killer.
No, it's okay, Mom. I'll do it. I want to.
No, listen.
Are you sure you want to fight him?
I mean, if he's in that closet,
we can hide in the house or make a run for it.
We need to do this now.
I think this is bigger than what's just happening today.
What do you mean?
I think they're behind these families disappearing,
or at least a part of it,
or a copycat killer who murdered those people years ago.
And how did you come to this conclusion?
We can talk about it later.
We need to deal with the situation now.
Jenny's right.
I'll go in.
Marshall, follow me.
Deb, Jenny, stay here.
No, I'm going to take him down.
Deb...
if they make a run for it,
don't let them leave this room.
Be ready.
Okay...
God damn it, he's not in here!
He was in here, I saw him go in here.
We would have seen him leave,
unless there's another secret tunnel in there.
Wait, wait.
What have we here?
Look at this.
I told you he was in there.
Jesus Christ.
Marshall, you grab that monster suit.
I want whoever it is to have a look at us face to face.
We can just hit the road,
walk until we find some help.
-I can go alone... -No!
No, we're all getting out of here together.
We're all together and we're all safe.
I don't care that we don't have a working car
or we're miles from anywhere.
We can all just hit the road together, okay?
Okay.
Marshall, wait.
Don't tell Mom, but I think Grandma and Grandpa
may have been serial killers.
Then who was in the suit?
They're both dead, Jen, that doesn't make any sense.
Deb!
-Deb! -Dad!
She was just here, I don't...
Where was that?
-It sounded like it was... -Inside the house!
You kids, don't move! Stay right here!
I'm gonna get my wife.
We've got to help.
Mom always says family sticks together.
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, stop! We are not going in there!
Yes, we are!
Dad said stay there and don't move,
and this house is not safe.
I'm gonna make sure Mom is safe.
This killer knows what he's doing
and I don't know if Dad can take him alone.
We need to come together as a family, then we leave.
Mom!
- Deb! - Over here!
Hold on, I've got you!
Get me out of these tings!
Oh, baby, sweetheart.
I thought I told you kids to stay there!
Family sticks together, no matter what.
Are you okay, hon?
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, really.
Did you see them?
No, no, they put a bag over my head
or something and dragged me here.
Wait, what are Grandpa's knives doing?
He kept those hidden.
Who could have found them?
Wait, do you think that the person kidnapping
could have still been doing it when I was a kid?
I don't know, maybe we should check the suit or the mask
and maybe there's a name or a marking.
We can figure out who they are.
I got nothing.
You said those were Grandpa's knives, where did he keep them?
In the basement.
The locked basement? You mean the killer has a key?
Um... I don't know.
I mean maybe... Maybe Grandma found them
and brought them up to the kitchen.
Kids, what?
What are you thinking?
I found this old newspaper article
about one of the missing families.
The kid's picture's on the monkey wall
and the reservation book in the office doesn't have their names.
But the book I found in here does.
The night they went missing.
Why would they change the records?
I don't know.
Maybe Grandma or Grandpa
possibly had something to do with it.
-Deb, stop! -Mom!
-Baby, I'm... -Jesus!
Jenny, Jenny, I'm so, so sorry.
I can't understand what Grandma and Grandpa
would have to do with all this.
I know, I know.
Grandpa's been gone for ten years now
and Grandma's gone now, too.
Isn't it possible that...
That one of them might not really be dead?
No, you bite your tongue now!
-Deb, Deb! -Stop! No!
No one has faked their death!
Not Grandma, not Grandpa, nobody!
Then who else could it be?
There's nobody else out there.
I think we should just get the hell out of here.
Marshall was right earlier.
We should all just hit the road.
No.
We need to go down to the basement.
No, it's locked and the killer has a key.
He is not down there.
Where did you get that?
It was in Grandpa's drawer.
I've been looking for it this whole time.
Why didn't you tell me when you found it?
I wanted to, but you slipped off to the motel.
Look, what if they try and ambush us?
We know they're using secret passageways.
So we're just going to sit here
and wait for the killer to get us?
Is that what you want to do?
I mean, we got to get down to that basement
and there's only one way down there: through that door.
Yeah, okay, alright, let's go to the basement.
Okay, come on guys, follow me.
Hey, you know, we don't all have to go down there.
Someone could stay up here.
No, this is the right thing to do.
Listen, the basement is the safest place in the house.
Follow me.
Watch your step.
Be careful, kids.
Shh.
Good girl, good girl.
Steve.
-Got it? -Mm-hmm.
There, I locked us in. No one can get in.
There's got to be a light.
Ouch!
What was that?
I don't know.
I found one.
Jesus Christ.
Mom, what is all this?
Calcium hydroxide... tanning agent?
What's wrong, Dad?
This is all stuff you need to make leather.
Dad was a hunter.
Yeah, but being a hunter doesn't mean you know how to tan hide.
I mean, that's an entirely different skill.
We live in the middle of nowhere.
Dad didn't waste anything.
Come on, guys.
Let's gather up some weapons.
Mom?
Yes, sweetie?
Why do you have a picture with Charlie?
And how did you know Grandpa's knife
was supposed to be down here?
Yeah, nobody was allowed in the basement.
When I was a little girl, I had a hard time making friends.
Mom had Linda...
and Linda didn't want to hang out with me.
So...
I just hung out with the squirrels and rabbits.
Until one day...
I actually played with a little girl,
one of the guests.
She was my age.
Her name was Christine.
I had a friend.
And, uh...
she really wanted to play with me.
So she wanted to leave,
but I wasn't done playing with her, so...
Ow!
So Dad took control of the situation.
We had a system, Dad and I.
Help! Someone open this door! Help!
Help!
I would play with the kids,
and Dad would take care of the parents.
And, uh... come on! Come on!
And when I was done playing, I wouldn't want them to leave.
So I would cut their faces off.
It's okay, baby. Dad would preserve them.
And then he would sew them on the monkeys,
so they could be my friends forever.
Mom... it was you?
You...
You almost had it all figured out.
You are so smart, dear.
So smart.
I was hoping that one of you would be like me,
and that we could come back and run this motel,
and have all those wonderful memories.
Please...
But...
I can see...
you've all made your positions very clear.
Get down here, Marshall!
Now!
What about Linda?
Why would you kill her?
I just...
I was just afraid that she was going to know too much.
So I made her a part of my band.
Her and her rude husband.
Mom...
Please don't do this.
Ugh. I never liked Joe.
Greg, Greg, he was a good boy.
But anyone who talked about tearing down this place
and selling it has got to be dealt with.
I can't take it.
Deb, let's talk about this.
We can get you help.
Deb?
All I ever wanted was to have this place for myself
and have all the memories.
But everybody kept butting in.
No one would listen!
You killed all those children,
and you kept them as trophies?
No, not trophies! That's sick!
Baby, they're my friends.
You, you are too smart.
You need to know this.
I'm not going to let you put their faces on those toys.
They don't deserve that.
Don't you touch them!
No, no!
Daddy!
Deb... Deb.
Daddy!
Don't...
Don't hurt...
-Baby... -...our children...
Die! Die!
I love you, Steve. I'll always love you.
Marshall!
Ah!
-Mom! -That'll teach you.
Stop screaming, Jenny.
-Jenny... -Mom... no.
Jenny... Jenny...
Stop!
My baby. My baby.
Oh my baby.
We're back home. We're back home.
Just you and me.
Help!
No one is here, Marshal!
No one is going to answer, Marshal.
You watch, Jenny.
That's what makes this place so perfect.
No one knows we're here.
It's secluded.
What?
You took our phones.
I couldn't have you calling for help.
More people make things messy.
Marshall, if you keep that up, I will shut you up.
Beautiful mask.
You... you followed me into the motel.
You were going to kill me.
You knew too much.
No... no.
You kids will never get out of this place,
not without the key.
No! Stop! Stop!
You're sick! You're a monster!
How could you kill your family?
How could I kill them?
I have to do this, sweetie.
You and Marshall barely talk to me,
and from what you know now,
you're never going to talk to me.
You'll have me put away forever.
I wanted to be normal.
I really wanted to be normal.
I wanted to, uh, have a family,
and I wanted to have kids,
so I thought, I thought, if I, um, if I moved away,
and I became a vet, and I fell in love,
then everything would be fine.
But now I know the truth.
Everybody leaves.
You all say how much you love me, and then you leave.
Now we can stay here forever.
Be a family forever.
You and me. Friends forever.
Except...
Like Charlie.
Charlie was only supposed to be here for one night,
but you can't make friends in one night, can you?
Well, just look at us, here we are,
all these years, playing together.
People used to say I was weird.
They laughed at me, but you know,
who's weird now that they're all dead?
I'm the normal one.
I'm the one with a beating heart
and blood running through my veins.
What are you going to do?
You're going to kill me. You're going to kill Marshall.
Then what?
I'm not going to kill you. No.
You have my brain.
Oh, you're so much like me.
Marshall, I'm not so sure about,
but I need you here with me.
I am going to give you
a really pretty face.
Hey, did you know that the leathering process
shrinks the human skin up to 50 percent?
It seems like a lot, but it's perfect for my jolly monkeys.
You're not my mother.
I don't know who you are.
There's something deeply wrong with you.
No, nothing.
Nothing is wrong with me.
The key... I need the key.
You want to play?
We can play together,
like Charlie and Christine and all my friends.
Secret, secret...
No! No, Mom!
No! No!
Mom! Ah!
Marshall?
Marshall...
Ugh...
No...
Jenny, guess what?
You're gonna be my favorite little monkey.
Get off of her, monster!
Monster! Who are you calling monster?
You ungrateful...
-Find a knife or something! -I'm trying!
You don't have to do this, Mom!
Oh, you have no idea how much I really, really do!
Jenny!
Mom!
No, no, no, no, no!
Jenny, stop, stop! Stop!
No, no, no, no!
No, please!
Stop!
No, please! Jenny! No!
Oh, God, my friend!
My friends! My beautiful friends!
Jenny, stop!
Oh, no!
Oh, God, my friend!
I'm sorry, Charlie.
No!
No, no!
My friends! My friends!
Why did you do this to my friends?
Mom!
No!
They were never your friends!
No, my friends!
Marshall! Marshall!
Come on!
You can do it! You can do it!
Come on! You can do it!
Come on! Almost there!
You're almost there!
Is that Uncle Joe's car?
Who cares? Just get in!
Ow....