Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions

Blind Fold

facebook dating compliments original film forum hookup usa dropped December 14, 2018.

 is based on literature of the same name.

rottentomatoes: 62%

imdb: 6.8

metacritic: 52


Malorie Hayes, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Sandra BullockMalorie Hayes

In a bleak post-apocalyptic future Malorie Hayes makes a treacherous journey down river to an alleged sanctuary.

Malorie Hayes, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Sandra Bullock“Listen to me.  I’m only gonna say this once.  We’re going on the trip now.  It’s going to be rough.  It’s gonna feel like it’s going on for a long time, so it’s gonna be hard to stay alert.  It’s gonna be even harder to be quiet, but you have to do both.  You have to do ever single thing I say or we will not make it.  Understand?  Under no circumstance are you allowed to take off your blindfold.  If I find that you have, I will hurt you.  Do you understand?  It’s cold.  We have blankets.  Boy, you have your dog.  Girl, you have your kitty.  This is just a place.  There’s nothing more that we need from it.  Do you understand?  And no talking on the river.  You must listen as closely as you can.  If you hear something in the woods, you tell me.  If you hear something in the water, you tell me.  But you never, ever take off your blindfold.  If you look, you will die.” — Malorie Hayes

“It’s okay.  It’s okay.  It’s okay.  It’s okay.  It’s okay.  Let’s go. Okay.  Okay.  One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.  Ah.  Twenty-eight, 29, 30.  Okay, this way.  It’s fine.  Thirty-one, 32, 33.  Where is it?  Where is it?” — Malorie Hayes

“Uh… asshole, I was listening to that.  What– what thing?  I’m serious.  Dumb-dumb.  What channel, dumb-dumb?  Well, it’s in Russia, so… why do you have to talk about me?  See, now that is a sentence you don’t hear every day.  I can’t.  I’ve got my OB with Dr. Lapham.  Oh, my God.  Why does your voice get high when it gets excited?  No, I’m fine.  Or I can cancel the appointment and we can go and see a horse.  Wow.  Such venom.  What do you think?  The loneliness is just incidental.  It’s really about people’s inability to connect.  Can you move?  I need you to move.  Mm-hmm.  It’s not gonna be that way for me.  No, ma’am.  Why should I leave?  I have you to get me groceries.  No, not moving.  Not moving.  Not moving.  I love my house!  Ryan was not a roommate.  How do you know it’s a she?” — Malorie Hayes

“And ruin the surprise, Dr. Lapham?  No.  Rough.  I never slept well before I had this condition.  God, the horse.  Does it?  It’s too bad we’re not horses.  Hold on.  Our father was off on a faraway stud farm.  That is correct.  Poor us.  Oh, finally, now you’re making some sense.  Good.  Small melon!  Oh, that’s beautiful.  Thought about stitching that on, like, a little lavender sachet?  Could sell them in a gift shop.  I know.  I know.” — Malorie Hayes

“I’m great.  Just go to the car.  No, it was actually the really smooth kind that just shoots out real clean.  It’s happening now.  The thing in Russia that’s making everybody crazy, it’s here now.  Can you just, please– go, go, go, go!  Go, go, go, go, go!  I don’t have any clothes.  I’m not much of a chaps-and-boots gal.  Well, I find it comforting to focus on the wrong things.  What?  Stop.  Just go around.  Shit.  Shit, shit, shit!  Oh, my God, Jess.  Just go.  Go.  Just drive the car!  You know what?  This isn’t me.  Right, just hold your horses.  What did you do with it?  What the fuck is what?  What the fuck is what?  What the fuck is what?  What are you looking at?  What did you see?  Talk to me.  What the fuck is what?  What are you doing?  Oh, my God, Jess.  Jess, don’t do that.  Just what are you– what is wrong with you?  No.  Stop it!  Stop it!  No, no, no!  Stop it!  Stop it!  Jess, what the fuck is wrong with you?  Jess, please.  Stop it, Jess.  God damn it!  Stop it!  Please stop it!” — Malorie Hayes

“Okay.  I’m so sorry.  I’m so sorry.  Mom?  Mom, call me.  Call me right now.  Something… hello?  Hello?  No, no, no.  I’m fine.  I’m– I’m just trying to make a call.  I’m okay.  Okay.  Okay.  What?  No.  No.  I am fine.  I’m fine.  I am fine.  We were just driving.  And then she saw something.  I didn’t see what it was, but then she got this look on her face.  It’s like she got– she got so sad, and Jess does not get sad.  No. She stepped out of the car and ran into the street… and she’s not suicidal.  She would never do that.  But it was… and then that woman– that woman, she saw me, and then she started talking to her mom and I… okay.” — Malorie Hayes

“Hello?  Hello, can anybody hear me?  Hello?  Hello?  Can anybody hear me?  Hello.  Is anybody out there?  Hello, my name is Malorie.  I’m on the river.  Is anybody out there.  Hello?  Hello?  Is anybody out there?  Can anybody hear me?  Hello?” — Malorie Hayes

“Move.  Go ahead.  Go ahead.  Shut up.  Yeah.  Yeah. Uh, end of, uh, September.  It just means we need to get more supplies.  What do you mean?  But an image can still have power.  We have no idea how these things can operate.  You don’t have to do this.” — Malorie Hayes

“So why are you suing him?  It’s his property.  Why do you care what he builds?  Mm-hmm.  Did you ever think it was gonna be anything like this?” — Malorie Hayes

“Greg!  Greg, can we come in?  Greg!  Greg, can we come in?  Greg.  Come on, Greg.  Shit.  I’m sorry.  I’m so sorry.” — Malorie Hayes

“Hi.  Sure.  Perfect.  No, not yet.  How about you?  And what did your husband like?  Oh, it’s just me.  No, it’s fine.  It’s fine.  Do you know what?  Could you just excuse me for one second?  I’ll be right back.  Sorry.  Ah, no.  No, you cannot.  Shh.  Shh, shh.  Are you okay?  I’ll wait to do my laundry in the morning.  Yeah, I think so.  Good night.” — Malorie Hayes

“Do not take your blindfolds off.  Do not!  Get down!  Get down!  Get down!  Down.  Down.  Down.” — Malorie Hayes

“At least we know now.  Thank you.  Well, if he’s going, I’m going.  Why don’t I go on this first run and then you can go on the second run?  Charlie.  It’ll be research for the book.  Okay?  Be awesome.” — Malorie Hayes

“Just go around.  Keep going around it.  Charlie, breathe.  Ah!  Slown down!  Slow down!  What was that?  What did I just hit?  Hello!  Oh, my God.  Yeah.  Why, thank you.  Oh, my God.  She’s a saint.  Yeah, it’s nature’s dirty little trick.  Is your sister in Sacramento?  Yeah?  Oh, just outside of Stockton.  Yeah.  We raised horses.  Well, my daddy was a real cowboy.  What?  Yeah.  I had an interesting childhood.  No.  Just down 99.  Worlds apart, right?   Sure.  Could have been your babysitter.  You’re… you’re only saying that ’cause we’re all gonna die.” — Malorie Hayes

“How did you guys get so lucky?  Huh?  Hi.  Hi, there.  So sleepy.  And what are they gonna do at Greg’s?  Starve?  Here’s an argument: we’re not assholes.  And we’re not staying.  What?  No.  Who’s Fish Fingers, Charlie?  You guys, there’s something wrong.  There’s something wrong!  Charlie!  Charlie!  Charlie!  Charlie, wait!” — Malorie Hayes

“Yeah, they, uh… they seem to sense when the creatures are around.  He saved us, you fucking asshole.” — Malorie Hayes

“What are you doing?  Now they think they’re gonna go outside and climb trees with all these new kids and see butterflies and flowers and bullshit!  It’s not a story.  It’s a lie.  Because they’ll never climb trees, they are never gonna make new friends.  Why would you make them believe something like that?  So that they survive!  They’re gonna die if they listen to you!  Every single decision I have made has been for them.  Every single one.” — Malorie Hayes


“Yeah, so were people down the street.  The store was packed.  This thing seems serious.  Wow, you literally have no food.  Are you serious?  Turn on the news, dumb-dumb.  Any one of them.  Well, try telling that to the soccer moms fighting over bottled water.  Speaking of which, I just got off the phone with mom.  How come I have to update her about you all the time?  I’m not telling her about my life.  At three-o’clock, I’m gonna go check out an Arabian stud in Sausalito.  You wanna come?  Lapham, when?  How about I drive you?  I can go in.  We can maybe see the baby.  No.  Fuck the horse.  I think I see a whole bunch of people sitting together, but they all feel incredibly lonely.  Inability to connect to what?  Malorie.  We’ve been through this.  That’s not how it’s gonna be for you.  It’s different with a baby.  It’s an immediate love affair.  Yes, it will.  You should be afraid of being alone, not of this. And what we need to do is get you… …out into the real world with other people, not stuck in the house all day.  You never leave.  You have to move.  Yes, you do.  Why?  I know it took you a long time to find a studio you loved, and ever since Ryan left, you’ve gotten a lot more work done.  But, so fine, so no more roommates.  Uh, it turns out he kind of was.  Anyway, can’t raise a kid here.  Where would you even put her?  Wishful thinking, I guess.” — Jessica Hayes

“Sorry, it’s work.  I’ll be there in a second.  Hi.  Oh, don’t you know, doctor, if you don’t acknowledge a thing, it simply goes away?  When a horse gets pregnant… you know about horses?  When a horse gets pregnant, it knows right away.  It changes the way it eats.  It changes its gait.  It bites all the other horses that come too close.  It is too bad.  Great to be a horse.  Then we would have, like, a mother who would actually have raised us and a father off on some faraway stud farm.  That is correct.  We should go feel sorry for ourselves with lunch a bottle of wine.  No, like a tiny glass of rosè is not gonna hurt the little bean.  Small melon!  In the gift shop.” — Jessica Hayes

“You okay in there?  Are you puking?  Is it chunky?  I’ll meet you at the car, okay?  You feel better?  You get any on you?  What?  We’re going straight to Santa Rosa.  You can stay at my place until whatever the fuck this is isn’t.  You can wear something of mine.  You’re worried about what to wear right now?  Shit.  There’s a car stopped in the middle of the fucking road.  Move.  Let me go.  If this thing gets any worse, you’ll wanna be off the roads and on a damn horse, trust me.  Oh, my God!  People have to stop being so stupid.  I’m not running the light with a pregnant lady in the car.  You gotta let me just drive.  You’re freaking me out.  Just let me do it.  My phone is in the back seat.  It’s the foreman wondering where I am.  Yeah, ha ha.  Oh, my God.  What the fuck is that?” — Jessica Hayes

Tom, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Trevante RhodesTom

“Hey, hey, hey.  Keep your eyes down.  Open the door.  This woman is pregnant.  Open the door!  My crew saw one.  One minute, we were digging a foundation… and then my contractor just lies down in front of the bulldozer.  And then my operator tips the rig into the ditch and snaps his own neck.  Close the windows.  Get the windows!  Close all the windows.  Everybody, get the windows.  And what’s that?  Hey.  Hey.  Why don’t we sit back down.  Understood.  Understood.  Understood.  Um… the phones aren’t working right now.  Listen, are you in any pain?  I feel like you may have a concussion.  Okay.  Okay.  Okay.” — Tom

“Douglas, your house is behind this one.  When we finish this, let’s go for a food run.  Okay, just calm down.  Hello?  Douglas.  Yes, hello.  I’m gonna open the door.  Okay, one second.  Go get a– go get a blanket.  Go get a blanket.  There should be two lamps on either side of the door.  I’m gonna hand you a blanket and I want you to drape it across both of them.  Okay?  I need you to block the view for me.  Cover your eyes.  Malorie, cover your eyes.  Here.  Here.  Okay.  Let me know when you have it.  Hold on, please!  Okay.  I got you.  Come on.  Hold on.  Hold on.  We’re good.  Malorie.  The gun, please.  Have some water.” — Tom

“Okay.  Okay.  Maybe if it does, we could use the technology for supply runs or– yeah.  There you go, bud.  Look away!  Cover your eyes!  Cover your eyes.  Find the monitor.  Greg.  Greg?  Okay!  Okay!  Okay!  You can open your eyes.  You can see.  Come on.  We got to move.  We got to move.  Come on.  We gotta go.” — Tom

“That’s something you can’t unsee.  Yeah.  Sorry.  Hmm.  Yeah.  that’s probably a good idea.” — Tom

“Got some bad news.  All right.  We’re running out of food and there’s no help coming.  We’ve got to get outside.  Where, Charlie?  Okay, so we’ll need a group of us to go.  You’re pregnant!  Five.  Charlie’s going.  You know the security system.” — Tom

“All right, so the idea is if we can black out all the windows, it’s efficient and it’s safe.  We’re not.  We’ve got the GPS.  It’s a curb.  It’s just a curb.  It’s a proximity sensor.  Just a speed bump.  It’s just a speed bump.  No, there’s something.  I think it might be just a truck.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.  Charlie!  Calm down.  Guys, stop touching him.  Look at me.  You have to be quiet.  Shut him up.  Calm down.  Calm down.  Everybody, hold on.  Hold on to something.  Gonna move!  Hold on!  Hold on.  On three.  One… …two, three.  I’m lost.  Left.  Left.  I’m lost.  I’m lost.  Oh, here.  Here.  No.  Go on.  All right, we’re in.  Shh!  Shh!  I’ll check the windows.  Here we go.  Here we go.  All right, I think we’re clear.  You can take ’em off.  Where are the canned goods?  Toilet paper?  Let’s not forget.  We have limited space.  Stick to non-perishables, the necessities.  Where are the electronics?  Six.  All right.  Cool.  Thank you.  Sweet.  It’s, uh… my baby shower gift to you.  Yeah.  So, my sister is expecting her fourth, so… yeah, she is.  And I’m always touching her belly.  It’s calming.  Yeah.  Yeah.  What about you?  Where did you– where did you grow up?  Stockton.  On a real ranch?  That’s– that’s how you learned your… …little shotgun trick.  Hmm.  Ah, but Stockton wasn’t all that far from Sacramento.  Just down Highway 99.  Still we could’ve met some other way.  My hot babysitter.  Possibly.  Speak up, I can’t hear you.  Close your eyes.  I’m gonna open the door.  There’s a person out there.  I have to open the door.  Okay.  Okay, uh… okay.  Hello.  Hey.  Hey.  Hey.  Shit!  Charlie?  Charlie!  Oh, shit.  Fuck!  We gotta go.  We gotta move.  Come on.  Let’s go.  Let’s get out of here.” — Tom

“What are you doing?  It’s a story Malorie.  They have to believe in something.  What is this for if they don’t have anything to believe in, Mal?  Surviving is not living, Mal.  Life is more than just what is.  It’s what could be.  What you could make it.  You need to promise them dreams that may never come true.  You need to love them knowing that you may lose them at any second.  They deserve dreams.  They deserve love.  They deserve hope.  They deserve a mother.  They deserve a mother.  You haven’t given them names, Mal.  Their names are Boy and Girl!  Think about that.” — Tom

Douglas, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, John MalkovichDouglas

“Lydia, what are you doing?  Lydia, not now.  Let’s go in.  You can’t help!  No.  Don’t open it.  She went to help you.  Now she’s gone.  No, the only thing that will happen soon is we’re all gonna die soon.  This has a classic bio-warfare signature.  North Korea or Iran.  Really?  I haven’t seen anything.  No, it makes you kill yourself.  If you go outside, you’ll die.  You won’t make it to your children.  Fuck’s sake.  That woman was my wife.  Her name was Lydia.  And she wasn’t talking to her mother.  Her mother’s been dead ten years.” — Douglas

“Bankruptcy.  Not much longer.  Because some of us don’t understand the concept of rationing.  We’d never make it back.  What you don’t understand is– we can’t let anyone in.  You’re making a big mistake.  Don’t open the goddamn– fuck!  Yeah, before you kill someone with it since you have no idea how it works.  Great, now we can all starve here in the maternity ward.” — Douglas

“I think it’s a huge mistake.  I hope you know what you’re doing.  Listen… you and your husband, you’re good people.  You know, it wasn’t… it wasn’t that.” — Douglas

“‘Cause they want to tear down this part of their house and build some glass monstrosity.  His husband’s an architect.  Because I have to look at it.  What’s going on?  I fucking told him that it was a mistake.” — Douglas

“You’re just telling us this?  I’ll go.  There are four of us.  What is that?  Are we off the road?  Fuck!  We’re not gonna make it.  Fuck, it’s stuck.  And after all this, we’re supposed to get out now?  Lucky us.  Okay.  Where’s the– come on, you guys.  You’re in?  Jack-fucking-pot.  Fuck that.  Where’s the booze?  Boy, I’m glad I tagged along.  This is truly the happiest place on earth.  Attention, all shoppers, come to aisle seven, please.  I have a big, big, big, big, big announcement to make.  Ladies and gentlemen, please… I would like to take this opportunity to make a toast to all of us… because all of us, collectively, are making the end of the world… great again!  Yeah!  Birdies.  I mean, don’t you doofuses get it?  Uh, we could just stay here.  We have a year’s supply of food and drink right here.  We don’t ever have to pay and we shouldn’t ever leave.  Better them than us.  We have everything we need to live here.  Everything.  There is not statistical, logical, or legal argument for trying to get back there.  What is it?  Charlie, what’s behind there?  Who’s they?  Charlie!  Charlie!  How is that guy alive in there?” — Douglas

“One more novel I won’t have to read.” — Douglas

“But I’m here and she’s gone.  You know why that is?  Because, in the end, there are only two types of people.  The assholes and the dead.” — Douglas

Lucy, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Rosa SalazarLucy

“Hey!  Open the door.  Police.  Police!  Open the fucking door!  Come on.  You good?  Do you not have any wi-fi?  Hey, did I mention I’m a fucking cop?  Whatever it is, I’m sure they’ll send someone soon.  Yeah.  Did you see it?  What was it?  The presence?  Gotta be an image out there.  They must have released some video.  And you commit suicide.  Judged?  By who?  Charlie, did you learn all of that working at a supermarket?  In college?” — Lucy

“Hey, Tom… hey!  Hey, hey, hey, hey. Tom, is this safe?  So you left and started knocking on random doors?  Of course, but we can’t get anything if we can’t see.  Maybe it won’t even show up.” — Lucy

“Not a chance.  Hmm.  I’ve got it here.  We’re never getting out of here.  No one’s coming for us.  No one’s coming for–” — Lucy

“I’ll come.  I have the training.  I’ll be fine.  What was that?  Is somebody else driving out there?  Oh, shit!  That’s not a fucking speed bump!  Okay.  Okay.  I know.  You’re not kidding!  Yes, Douglas.  He’s too strong.  I can’t hold him.  Oh, fuck.” — Lucy

Greg, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, BD WongGreg

“I’m sorry.  It’s my house.  Get in.  Hurry!  Are you okay?  Come on.  Now everybody’s obviously just a little freaked out.  Come in.  Come inside the house.  Come on.  Come on.  Is everybody all right?  Is anyone getting service in here?  I have not gotten any.  It’s not working.  No, nothing.  Douglas, that’s it.  They don’t know what it is yet, okay?  We just all gotta try to stay calm.  Please.  What?  It seems like if you look at it, it makes you crazy or it makes you wanna hurt yourself.  How can that be?” — Greg

“When he’s not suing his neighbors.  It’s okay.  Maybe not.  Maybe we can see better than we thought.  Come here.  We have cameras around the house transmitting a live feed.  Come upstairs.  Come on.  It’s a digitized signal.  It just shows the color temperatures of the objects.  It’s neutered information.  Colors on a flat screen.  These images are not direct.  We can’t look at whatever it is with the naked eye, but maybe we can with a translator.  Pixels and heat.  Well, we’re not gonna find out until one of us takes a look.  You would, Douglas.  You think everything is a huge mistake.  Sooner or later we’re gonna have to do something.  We don’t know how long we’re gonna have electricity.  You gotta trust me on this.  I really think this is gonna work.  Exactly.  Just not too tight.  Thank you, Douglas.  I know.  Don’t worry.  Tom, I need the remote.  Where are you, motherfucker?  Come on, Greg.  Focus.” — Greg

Charlie, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Lil Rel HoweryCharlie

“It’s an end game, man.  The end game.  Humanity has been judged and we’ve been found wanting.  They go by different names.  You got world religion and mythology that’s full of mentions of demons or spirit creatures.  People who’ve seen these creatures almost always describe their encounter as this… as with an entity that takes on a form of your worst fears or… your deepest sadness or greatest loss.  It’s not bullshit, okay?  It’s real talk.  It’s facts.  They come in all different forms.  You got the Aka Manah, the Varios Daevas from ancient Zoroastrian legend.  You’ve got the Surgat from ancient Christian occult beliefs that made pregnant women encounter their unborn children as other creatures such as lobsters or spiders.  You’ve got the Huli-jing from China.  You’ve got the Puca from Celtic mythology.  All different names, but the same thing.  The end of us.  No, I’ve been studying it for years.  Not college per se, but… I mean the internet.  That’s where you get all your information from.  I’m working on a novel, guys.” — Charlie

“So are you, um… are– are you pregnant.  It’s, uh… it’s about the end of the world.  My novel.  But it’s not one of those kids’ stories where they all got crossbows and they’re killing each other to survive or running around some giant maze.  No, this story is, um… this story’s gonna be real.” — Charlie

“Look, I might know where we can get more.  The Fields market.  I locked the place up when everything started going crazy.” — Charlie

“Charlie’s going?  Charlie ain’t going nowhere.  No chance I’m going.  I gave you the information.  That’s all you needed.  You don’t need me to tell you where to go.  It is a supermarket.  They got signs.  You’ve been shopping before.  You wanna get cereal, the sign will say cereals.  If you can’t read, I get it, but you can read.  No.  You don’t need me to go with you– is anybody else hearing this?  How is driving blind safer?” — Charlie

“Shit!  Fuck this shit.  Get the fuck out!  Ah.  Ah!  What the fuck?  I’m ready now.  That’s just a pillar.  The door should be just a couple of paces up, man.  Towards your left.  Okay.  Wait.  Almost got it.  Okay, I got it.  Aisle two.  Five.  It’s in seven.  Go to six.  I’m not cleaning this shit up.  It’s a loading dock.  Wait, wait, wait.  Is that… Fish Fingers, is that you?  He works here at the supermarket with me.  He works in the seafood department.  He’s been to prison and he’s a bit crazy, but he’s always nice to me.  How did you get there, man?  Who you talking about?  Are you there alone?  Who left you to rot?  What are you talking about?  What are you doin’, Fish Fingers?  What are you doing, man?  Fuck!  Ah!” — Charlie

Felix, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Machine Gun KellyFelix

“That thing fucks with your nervous system.  I’ve seen it in my clients for weeks.  You’re in the academy.  Doesn’t make you a cop.  We are so fucking fucked.  So fucking fucked.  It’s back on.  Turn it up.  What?  What in the shit is happening?  Sounds like bullshit to me.  Religious talk.  So we can’t do anything but wait here until we go crazy like him?” — Felix

“Hey, how long’s our food gonna last?  So stupid.  Wait.  Hold on.  Is shit still going crazy out there or what?  Oh, we’re so fucking trapped.” — Felix

“Well, the world’s ending, baby, so you never know.  We need to go.  Whoa.  We’ll be dead before we get there.  Are you kidding me?  What?  It’s a death wish.” — Felix

Cheryl, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Jacki WeaverCheryl

“I think I heard one.  We were running up the street, and I swear to God, I– I felt something.  I heard something.  I– I don’t know.  It was just there.  Yeah.  Oh.  And you just… you just look at it.  Excuse me, what?  The army is bound to get this under control.  We just have to wait.” — Cheryl

“My husband works in trusts and estates.  What kind of law do you practice?  Are you on your own?” — Cheryl

“I don’t like this.  I don’t think anyone should go.” — Cheryl

“Where’s Charlie?” — Cheryl

Olympia, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Danielle MacdonaldOlympia

“Yes, hello.  Hello?  My name is Olympia.  I need help.  Please.  Okay.  Okay.  Okay, it’s covered.  How… there are so many of you.  Yeah.  October 1st.  What about you?  Yeah, I am.  My husband was deployed last month ’cause he’s in the Air Force.  I tried to make stuff last as long as I could, um… but I was so hungry and I was afraid I would starve my baby, so I didn’t know what to do.  Thank you.  I only live a block away.” — Olympia

“Hi.  Yeah.  I thought it might be good for us to be close considering… you know, this way, we won’t be lonely.  I read this blog post once about how pregnant women should always sleep next to someone because the baby can sense when the mother is lonely.  So, um… have you thought about names yet?  Well, if it’s a girl we wanted to name her, like, Ariel or Jasmine.  I mean, I would love to name her Cinderella and just call her Ella.  He loves everything I love.  What about you?  Does your husband have a favorite?  Oh, I’m– I’m sorry.  Well, what about your family?  They must be excited–” — Olympia

“Well, if all you guys are going, then I can come too.” — Olympia

“Oh, my God.  Look at all this stuff?  Birdies?” — Olympia

Jason, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Taylor HandleyJason

“I gotta get a hold of my kids.  Honey?  They’re at home.  What?  Oh, thank you, Jesus.  Andy, Bailey, can you hear me?  Bailey!  Bailey?  Move!” — Jason

Samantha, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Amy GumenickSamantha

“Nothing.  I have nothing.  Come on.  Oh, my God.  My children are out there!” — Samantha

Lydia, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Rebecca PidgeonLydia

“She’s pregnant.  She’s pregnant.  Hurry, come inside!  Sweetheart, get up.  Right now.  Mom.  Please don’t go.  Please don’t go.” — Lydia

Dr. Lapham, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Parminder NagraDr. Lapham

“You still don’t wanna know the gender?  How have you been feeling?  Have you been sleeping any better?  It’s called pregnancy.  It’s okay to say it out loud.  Oh, really?  All this time, I had no idea.  Really, in front of me?  I’m pretty sure I heard the word ‘bottle.’  You might want to think of a name besides ‘little bean’ seeing as your child is now the size of a small melon.  I know it’s hard to love someone you haven’t met yet.  You’re having a baby, Malorie.  Pretty soon you and I, Jessica, and some hard-ass labor and delivery nurse will be on the third floor making the same wise cracks.  Only this time, you won’t be going home alone.  But if that’s not what you want, there are plenty of couples who are desperate to adopt a child.  There are no judgments here.  You can make whatever choice you want.  But what you can’t do is ignore it and hope it just goes away.” — Dr. Lapham

Girl, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Vivien Lyra BlairGirl (Olympia)

“Kitty.” — Girl

Boy, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Julian Edwards

Boy (Tom)

News Anchor, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Frank MottekNews Anchor

“Airports and train stations have shut down.  Streets are crowded with people escaping cities by car and on foot as witnesses report unexplained mass suicides.  First recorded in Romania, there’s now an alarming spread of incidents into Europe and Siberia.  Estimated death toll is in the tens of thousands.” — Reporter

News Anchor, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Debra MarkNews Anchor #2

“…don’t yet know what is causing the mass suicides in Europe and Russia.  The eyewitness reports tell of people exhibiting psychotic behavior.  Our sources are telling us this does not appear to be pathological or viral.  Us authorities are advising the public to remain calm.  There have been no officially confirmed inst–” — Reporter #2

River Man, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Happy AndersonRiver Man

“Hello!  You guys need some help?  It’s okay to take your blindfolds off.  I got some food.  Those kids look hungry.  Hey, little buddies.  Have you ever seen a baby deer?  I’ll tell you a secret.  I found one in the woods.  Okay.  I know you’re scared.  Well, listen, there’s no need.  I’m not here to hurt you.  I can pull you to shore.  Take your goddamn blindfold off!  Ah!  I’ve seen one.  I’ve seen the truth.  Take your blindfold off.  It’s beautiful.  It’s beautiful.  Take your blindfold off.  Take your blindfold off!  It shall cleanse the world!  Everyone must look.  Everyone must look.” — River Man

Fish Fingers, Bird Box, Netflix, Bluegrass Films, Chris Morgan Productions, Matt LeonardFish Fingers

“Somebody let me out of here.  Please let me in.  Please let me in.  Hello?  Please let me in.  I’m trapped.  Charlie, yeah, it’s me.  I got… I got… they tricked me!  They tricked me and they left me to rot here.  Please let me in.  I’m trapped.  Look at it!  It wants you to see it!  Let me in!  Look at it, Charlie.  It’s beautiful.  Please.  Please let me in.  Please let me in.” — Fish Fingers

Man over radio (Rick)

“We have a place, a compound.  We have a community.  It’s safe here.  How many of you are there?  Are any of them children?  Because the fastest way to get here is by the river, and I don’t think you could make it with kids.” — Rick

“It’s been three days since these, um, events unfolded.  Station’s lines are down.  I can’t get in touch with anyone.  We haven’t heard anything from any authorities… but if you are listening, from what I can gather, as long as you stay indoors, as long as you don’t look at those things… you should be fine.  Do not go outside.  The moment I receive any more news, I will be sure to update you.” — Rick

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