Hi. Yes, um... I was wondering if I could get driving directions
to a nightclub called Bunker.
Yes, Bunker.
How exactly would I get there?
Oh, it's Amy!
Hello, sweetie. How are you?
We miss you so much.
Yeah, we wish you were here with us.
And how... how far away is this?
No, we're in Germany now, and then we travel to Italy in a couple of days.
Great. Thanks. Aufwiedersehen.
Oh, tell her we bought her a present from Holland.
Yeah, we got you a present.
No, we can't tell you what it is. It's a surprise.
Yes.
Oh, yes, the other thing is that we met this cute German waiter.
Well, Jenny thinks he's cute.
Mm-hm. Yeah, and he invited us to this party tonight.
So we're going to go.
But, uh... we should go, so maybe we can talk to you later.
OK, all right. We miss you.
- Bye, Amy! Kisses! - OK, bye, sweetie.
We're supposed to turn.
Turn? I thought you knew exactly where we were going.
Do we go left or right?
I'm sorry. I just don't know where we are.
What was that?
I have no idea.
You... you must have run over a pothole or something.
We need to go out and... and check it out.
Oh, shit!
Shit!
Shit, why? Why?
Oh, my God. OK, OK. Um...
OK, we're going to call the rental car service. Get the papers.
OK.
- 219. - Uh-huh.
200806.
What?
Shit, there's no signal.
- What? - There's no signal!
There's always a signal.
Not out here in the middle of nowhere.
Oh, my God! Shit!
Oh!
Oh, my God.
Shit.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Let's just get back in the car.
- OK, now what do we do? - I don't know.
- Do you know how to change a tyre? - No.
- I do not know how to change a tyre. - Well, neither do I.
What, are we supposed to just go walk until we find a house or a person?
Lindsay. Lindsay, I am not getting out and walking.
OK, so we're just going to sit here till the sun comes up?
I have heels and shorts on. I am not going outside.
Are those headlights?
- OK, roll down your window. - Are you kidding?
Roll down your window. He can help.
What's going on, girls?
Hi. Yeah, um... we need... we need help.
Uh... we have a flat tyre.
I know you girls. I've got a horny video of you at home.
No, no, we speak English.
Um... can... can you help us?
You're always wet between your legs.
- What is he saying? - I don't know. He's speaking German.
Um... we need...
Can you call somebody?
I'll fuck you good and hard. Would you like that?
- "Ficken". Look it up in your... - "Ficken". Hold on.
Hold on one second.
- Uh... - "Ficken". Fucking.
- He said fucking. Roll your window up. - OK. Bye-bye.
OK. I'm sorry.
I told you. Is your door locked?
- Yes, my door is locked. - Ew! He is so gross.
- Why is he still staring at us? - I don't know. Just don't look at him.
I'm not looking at him.
- I just want to get out of here. - I know. I know.
Ew.
Oh!
Oh, my God.
OK, we... we need to just... just go. We need to get out of here.
We need to walk and... and find some place, somebody that can help us, OK?
- OK, but... - We have to!
But if we don't find a place in like ten minutes, we are running back to this car.
We came... we came from over here, I swear, but...
How do you know that? All the trees look the same.
Oh...
Leaving the car is the stupidest idea!
We would have been waiting for hours, Jenny.
We could've waited and it wouldn't have been freezing cold.
- We needed to go find help, Jenny. - Seriously, find help?
How are we going to find help out here, Lindsay?
You agreed to come along, Jenny. This is not just my fault.
- I don't wanna stay in the car by myself! - We just got a little lost.
- A little lost? - Yes!
We are not a little lost! We are really lost!
You know what, Lindsay? I'm not walking any more! I'm tired of walking, OK?
- Jenny, I'm trying! - Trying what?
- We have been out here for an hour! - I know!
I'm tired and I'm cold! I'm not moving! I'm not moving!
- Stop it! - No!
- Fine! - Fine! I'm staying right here.
Good.
Shit.
What is that?
Oh, my God. Is that... is that a house?
Jenny. Jenny, look. I think it's a house, I swear.
It's a... it's a light or something. Come on, let's go, quick.
Oh, for some reason I don't believe you!
Come on, Jenny.
Oh, thank God!
Come on, OK?
- Oh, my shoe! - Come on!
MY SWEET THREE-DOG
Hello! Anybody home?
Try the front door!
Just over here!
Hello?
- Hello? - Lindsay, over here!
Front door!
- Oh, my God! - What?
Look at the dog cage! I don't like dogs!
I know. Let's go.
Oh! Yes! Yes!
Hello? Is anyone home?
Keep ringing the doorbell.
- You see anybody? - No. Oh, wait, yes.
Oh!
Hi.
- Hi. - Hi.
We got a flat tyre. Can we come in?
Can we use your phone so we can call the car company service?
Are you alone?
- Yes. - We're alone.
Come in.
Have a seat.
You're tourists?
- We... we are on a road trip. - It's like a... European vacation.
We're from New York.
Can you call, uh... the emergency car service for us?
Are you relatives?
- No. - No, we're... we're friends.
Anyway.
- I'll do the phone call. - OK, thanks.
- Something to drink? - Uh... water's fine.
Yeah, just water.
Hello, this is Dr Heiter.
Sorry to call you so late...
but I've got two girls from New York here with car trouble.
Well, at least he's calling the car company for us.
That's just great. Yes, thanks a lot. Bye.
- Here you go. Water. - Thank you.
Water.
They'll arrive in half an hour... maximum.
You have a really lovely home. Do you live here with your wife?
No.
I don't like human beings.
Damn it! Be careful, will you? Stupid cow.
I'm sorry.
Something wrong with your eyes, idiot?
- I'll get you another one. - No, no, it's OK, I... It's OK.
We can just share.
Fetch a towel.
- What just happened? - I don't know.
We need to get out of here right now.
- OK. - It's freaking me out.
We need to call a taxi so we can get back to the hotel.
- Straight back to the hotel. - Get the car in the morning.
OK, yeah.
I'm really tired.
Listen, if you could just call a... a taxi service for us,
we're just going to go back to the hotel.
No. I don't do another phone call.
Um... can... can I call, then?
- No. - I'm tired.
- What? - I'm tired.
- What... what's going on? Look at me. - The rape drug.
- What? What? - Rohypnol.
Oh, my God! What?
Causes drowsiness, dizziness, disorientation and memory loss.
No! Are you kidding?
What are you doing to...? Jenny!
Oh, my God! What is that?
Oh, my God.
Please!
No, please!
No! Oh!
No!
Jenny.
Jenny!
Oh!
Jenny!
Jenny! Jenny, wake up!
Jenny!
Oh, my God!
- Jenny! - Lindsay!
Jenny!
Get us out of here!
- What is going on? - What are you doing?
What is this?
What the fuck are you doing to us?
What are you doing?
Jenny!
Get us out of here!
My friend...
You don't match.
I have to kill you.
Don't take it personally.
What is this? What are you doing to us?
What is this?
Stop!
Jenny!
Oh, my God!
Who the fuck are you?
What is this?
What the fuck is this?
Untie me, goddammit!
What are you doing? Fucking untie me!
Untie me! Who the fuck are you?
What the fuck are you doing?
It's gonna be OK. We'll get out of this.
The Japanese possess unbelievable strength when cornered!
Yaah!
I'm Dr Joseph Heiter.
Retired, but still very well known
as the leading surgeon in separating Siamese twins.
You fucking German madman!
Six months ago, I designed a never-seen operation
not separating any more but creating.
I transformed my three Rottweilers
into a beautiful three-hound construction.
Good news, your tissues match.
So I'll explain this spectacular operation
only once.
We start with cutting the ligamentum patella,
the ligaments of the kneecaps,
so knee extension... is no longer possible.
Pulling from B and C the central incisors,
lateral incisors and canines
from the upper and lowerjaws...
Untie me!
...the lips from B and C
and the anus of A and B...
...are cut circular along the border between skin and mucosa...
...the mucous-cutaneous zone.
Two pedicelated grafts are prepared
and lifted from the underlying tissue.
V-shaped incisions below the chins of B and C
up to their cheeks.
Connecting the circular mucosa and skin parts of anus and mouth
from A to B and B to C.
Connecting the pedicelated grafts to the chin cheek incisions from A to B...
What are you babbling on about?
You think you'll get away with this?
Creating... a Siamese triplet.
Connected via the gastric system.
Ingestion by A...
...passing through B...
...to the excretion of C.
A human centipede.
First sequence.
- Here's your breakfast. - Hey, wait a minute!
Propofol for the general anaesthesia.
Please stop!
No. No!
No! Lindsay!
- Lindsay! - Jenny...
Lindsay!
I want my mom!
Aaah!
Have you gone mad? Come here!
No!
Oh, no!
Oh!
Open up!
Please!
Stop!
Why are you doing this?
Open up!
You need help! You're a sick man!
I'm a sick man.
If you don't open up immediately, I will...
...cut your knees!
I'll pull your teeth out, one by one, without any anaesthesia!
It's your choice!
Open the door!
Open...
...that door!
Stop it!
Oh! Oh!
Oh, my God!
Please! Please!
Why are you doing this? Just let me and Jenny go!
Please!
We'll give you anything! Anything you want!
Just let us go.
Don't worry.
It's only a sedation rifle.
Keep your head very still.
I don't want to lose one of your precious eyes.
Just kill me!
Ah.
One of my Rottweilers also tried to escape.
Just before the operation.
After I caught the dog, he had to take the middle position.
In this position, the healing pains are twice as intense.
Do you already regret your little escape?
In fact, I'm thankful for it.
Because now,
I know definitely
you are the middle piece!
Just kill me now. I'd rather be dead.
Game over.
Ah, shit.
The overload's cut off again.
Sorry!
Oh!
Oh...
Oh! Oh!
I'm so sorry.
Oh!
Uh! Oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh!
Aah!
Oh!
Oh! Oh!
Help!
MY SWEET THREE-DOG
Oh.
Ah.
Oh, my sweet centipede.
Oh, my...
Looks good.
Healing well.
- Ah. - Mm...
Suffering will be over soon.
You're in a lot of pain, huh?
Ja.
Nice.
OK.
Better and better.
Hey, man.
Come on up, stand up.
You can do it. Come up. Jaja come.
Come up. Up, up, up.
Yeah.
Yeah, come up.
Ah, yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
There we go.
Yeah! I did it!
Ah, ha-ha-ha!
Do you really think you're God?
Make it all go away, please.
Stop this, stop it now!
Ha-ha-ha!
How dare you lock us up here? You crazy idiot!
You'll regret this, you filthy asshole!
European madman!
Goddamn, let us out!
Take the "World" and bring it to me.
Ja good boy.
Come.
Bring "Die Welt".
Good boy.
Come on! Ja come on!
Then let's walk a little bit at least.
What the hell are you doing? Attention"
- What are you doing? - One, two, three, four...
Just die!
Enjoy your meal.
That's what you get! I'm not your goddamn dog!
I'm not a dog.
Do this once more again to me,
and I'll pull your teeth out one by one,
you kamikaze shit-hole.
You want to bite me...
...now you can bite me.
Bite my boot.
Bite my boots.
Bite my boots!
Ah, Mr Kamikaze is a chicken today.
Quack! Quack!
Huh-huh-huh!
Do you get off on this?
How dare you!
To turn your back on me!
I will give you some educat...
Shit. I have to shit.
I'm so sorry.
Forgive me.
Yeah! Ha-ha-ha!
Feed her! Feed her!
Hard!
Swallow it, bitch!
Swallow up!
Feed her!
Hard!
Shh, shh, shh.
I want to sleep.
I have to sleep.
Why didn't I cut your vocal cords?
If you don't shut up...
...I will catch up on it.
Doing a follow-up operation.
Finally,
you want to move your ass.
That's fine with me.
Maybe...
...you even can escape.
Speed up. Come, come.
After you, please.
Strong.
Good.
Constipated.
Laxative.
Neostigmine. Good stuff.
Jenny sector. You're very sick.
I think you're dying.
We have to replace you.
- Someone help! - Shut up!
- Hello? - 'Police. We want to talk to you.'
Just a second.
Help. Help us, please. We're in the cellar!
- Hello. - Good day, Mr Heiter. Police.
This is my colleague, Voller. I'm Detective Kranz.
- May we come in a moment? - Of course.
- Come in. - Thank you.
Take a seat.
How can I help you?
Sir, people are missing.
Their vehicles were found in the neighbourhood.
Perhaps you could tell us more.
I'm afraid you've come to the wrong house.
I'm so busy at the moment with my research and writing
that I hardly leave the house.
- Can I offer you something to drink? - Do you have coffee?
I'm afraid I don't have time for coffee. I have only water.
- Mr Kranz. - Thank you.
Mr Voller.
So tell me, what do you want to know?
We know you're a first-rate surgeon and we don't want to disturb you,
but our investigation has hit a dead end.
We wouldn't want to offend you.
I expect you have your reasons.
I have neither the time nor the patience
for the banality of missing persons.
- What is that cage actually for? - Could you get to the point?
A witness heard an American woman screaming on your property.
- Can you explain that? - Absolutely not.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Your silver coloured Mercedes was seen
at the place where the Dutch lorry was found.
What do you think?
You think there's a connection. What a nerve!
Finish your drinks.
And get out of my house. I have work to do.
Drink up, come on. Drink now!
Drink up and hurry!
You've insulted me.
You will regret that.
I'll see you in court and you can count on being fired.
My apologies, I'm sorry.
I'm overworked. I don't get enough sleep.
I'll just get a towel.
Help us then! We're in the cellar!
Dear Josef, don't stress yourself. Everything will be okay.
I've got two strong and healthy replacements.
So enjoy your last moments with the Jenny tail.
Because when I'm back, I'll mercy-kill it.
Preparing for a new operation.
A quadruplet.
See you.
What's in that cellar?
Now you're going too far.
What could be there?
My laboratory, a small workroom, a torture chamber.
You're making a fool of yourself.
- Can we take a look around? - No way.
My research is off limits to you.
- Do you have a search warrant? - I can have one in 15 minutes.
I'll ask you again. What's in the cellar?
What you're planning is illegal, as you well know.
Shall I call the police?
As soon as you have a warrant, you can look where you like.
- What's this? - That...
That's insulin.
I have diabetes.
We'll be back in twenty minutes with a search warrant.
If you want to waste tax payers' money, that's your call.
See you soon.
Come on, we have to get out of here! One, two. Okay?
Why are we in this room?
Goddamn it!
Aah!
Eye for eye.
Tooth for tooth.
God.
Are you God?
I'm just a puny insect.
I cast out my parents, left my child...
...dismissed their love and led a selfish life.
Just like an insect.
No, my existence is even lower than an insect's, but...
But dear God...
...that's how I've lived...
...and this is my punishment...
...I want to believe...
...that I'm still a human being.
Hey, girls!
Hey, mister!
What an insane world we live in.
No.
Police!
Mr Heiter?
Well, goddamn it.
Uh!
Voller!