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(crickets chirping) (frogs croaking)

(vehicle approaching)

(radio squawking)

(radio chatter)

(car door closes)

(radio chatter) Sheriff Boone.

They said you were the one to call.

(slamming)

(bleating)

BOONE: What are they? Cultists?

Satanists?

Amateurs.

(bleating continues)

Sheriff, I need your light.

What are you doing?

No wonder this didn't work.

What didn't work?

Well, they summoned something,

but they couldn't hold it.

(grunts)

Light, Sheriff.

Light!

(exhales) Well, that's not good.

(wings flapping)

Who are you?

It's all right.

It's all right.

Come here.

Oh.

Oh, you are something special.

Those idiots didn't know what to do with you, did they?

That's all right.

It's okay.

I know all about you.

I know where you're from.

I know what you need.

(growls) May I show you something?

Don't be scared.

Here.

A pretty crown for a pretty princess.

Hmm?

I want to help you...

because you...

are... perfect.

(snaps)

There.

Now we can be friends.

(roars)

(moaning)

Tell me what you want.

You know what I want. Say it.

Mmm. Look at me.

Look at me, slut!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's fine. Whatever! Oh, no. God. I'm sorry.

Hey, it's cool. It's fine. No.

Slut is cool. I can do slut.

Okay, ready? I don't know. Okay.

Take two. Okay.

(breathing deeply)

Mmm. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It's like--

This is why we can't role-play.

Am I supposed to be me? Yeah. You're you.

You're, like, a slut, right?

Um-- (laughing) (laughing)

Sorry. I don't know.

God, can't we just be Jonah and Eva?

Eva's who I want.

I know. I just wanted to make sure you remembered that this weekend.

Of course I will. You know I want you to have fun. I do.

Strippers are one thing. Who said anything about strippers?

I did, and I say they're fine. Get some ones, some fives.

Put a few girls through college. Everybody wins.

Just stay away from the seedy dives. The seedy dives?

The ones where the girls don't really want to be there. Oh, God, Eva.

No, I'm not into that kind of stuff. You know me.

I do.

I also know your brother.

Heads up, pussies! We gotta lay down some ground rules.

Rule number one: no texting or calling girlfriends/fiancées

once we make landfall, all right?

This is dude time. We don't want anything getting back to the bride-to-be.

I've seen that shit happen, and it's brutal.

Yo, earbuds out. Oh, what's up?

Come on, man.

Matter of fact, everyone give me their cell phones.

-Hey, come on! -(tires screech)

Please, watch the road. Please don't kill me.

Relax.

I don't want you guys sending out any damn tweets,

get my main man in trouble while he's trying to get his freak on.

Rule number two: we say yes.

We don't say maybe. We don't say, "Gee, I don't know. I've never--"

(blows raspberry) And we damn sure don't say no.

Say yes to living

and yes to living it up!

Do you feel me? Yes!

Yes. Gee, I don't know. I never-- (raspberry)

That's it. Whatever happened to Vegas?

Vegas is shit, man. It's hot as balls, and it smells like hot balls.

Trust me, Garden City is where we want to be.

See that? That's the spot.

Hottest place on the East Coast, baby!

Let's light this up! Whoo-hoo!

(squeaking)

-This place sucks. -Uh, no, it's okay.

She's wearing flip-flops.

I almost forgot.

Got some groomsmen's gifts for you guys. What?

Thanks for coming. Such a Boy Scout.

Love you. Classic Jonah. Always prepared.

Oh, cool. You hate 'em. No, I don't.

Yeah, you do. You never know when you need to open a tiny bottle of beer.

Stop. You know what? We love them.

Thank you, Jonah. Don't we?

-(monotone) I love it, Jonah. -Let's drink till they're hot.

(vocalist shouting)

I know, man. It should have been you. What? No.

Hey, look, I wouldn't want the responsibility.

I want you to have it. You are my best man.

You are. See, this is the difference.

When I tell you I had to pick Mac over you, you get it.

If I were to tell him I'm picking you over my brother, he'd never let it go.

It's fine. Who cares? How are you feeling? You ready for next week?

Oh, yeah. I feel great.

I mean, I'm not nervous, but that kind of makes me nervous, you know?

Does that make sense? It's gonna be fine, buddy.

Yeah? Yeah.

Hey, big boy. How 'bout a dance?

You know what? He would love one. I got it.

Okay. Enjoy, my man.

Thank you. Oh, here?

Okay.

It's kind of like I'm not really feeling anything right now.

-I feel like I should be feeling something. -I guess so. Yeah.

What if I'm actually nervous, but I put all my emotions on mute or something,

so I can get through it, and I wake up in a year or a month,

and I realize I'm trapped, and I totally freak out?

No way, man. Eva's awesome. It's gonna be great.

You two are perfect for each other. She's the best.

Yeah, it's disgusting. Yeah, I love her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. That's alcohol abuse. Don't spill it.

Yo, brother. It's declined.

All right.

Use that one.

I'll take another one.

Bullshit, isn't it?

Excuse me?

The club. Can read it on your face.

Yeah, well, stop reading my face.

(laughing)

Sorry. It's just-- You hear all these stories about Garden City.

It's supposed to be the greatest underground party scene.

There's nothing here I couldn't see in Tampa.

My baby brother's getting married next week, and I'm the best man.

I have to deliver.

I hear you.

Look, I know a place.

I'm talkin'... a place.

This thing is drippin' with pussy.

The music's amazing.

The vibe...

makes this place look like fucking Sunday school.

I can probably get you in.

But only if you and your boys are serious.

Or you can stay here,

drink that bottle,

go home and pass out

and in your drunken dreams maybe come close to things I've seen.

A toast to Jonah. All right? Man of the hour.

And lamb for the slaughter.

He's younger than me, he's less handsome, much thinner penis.

That's not true. Don't interrupt.

It's not.

But in spite of all that,

you're movin' on up, man.

And you're marrying up. God, she's got money.

You're surpassing me, Bro.

You're making an honest woman out of Eva

and a man out of yourself.

ALL: Cheers.

Mmm! Thank you.

Yes, sir.

And that concludes the opening ceremonies. What?

Oh, no. No, no.

Here we go. That's for you. 'Shrooms.

Yup. Like an old friend.

Yeah. Thank you, sir.

-Wow. -Mmm!

See this Wyatt Earp son of a bitch here at the end of the bar?

-Says he can show us to the real Garden City. -That guy?

There's this club. It's very underground. He's going there now.

He says we can follow him. Uh, no?

We don't say no. Rule number two: no "nos."

Rule number four:

Always trust a dude with a dick duster on his face like that.

It's a con. You think so?

(wheezing laugh) Yes. Then we vote.

Look, if you guys came here with a matching set of sack,

and you came here to do what you came here to do, then you seize your destiny,

show your support, gobble that mushroom down like a Mario brother.

I already did mine. No. Rand's in. Yeah.

-Actually, I'm kind of tired. -What?

You can be tired when you're married and Eva's fat.

How 'bout it, Duncan? I'm the designated driver.

We'll cab it. Don't worry about it.

I'm not leaving my car here in this shady-ass strip mall.

-As long as we get there in 30 minutes, we're fine. -All right. I'm into it.

Oh! Nice! Yes!

Attaboy. I think I took two.

-Jonah! Jonah! Jonah! -Jonah! Jonah!

I've never 'shroomed! Really? Jonah! Jonah!

-(cheering) -Yes! Attaboy!

DUNCAN: How far away is this place?

MAC: He said it's hard to tell sometimes.

It's hard to tell? (chuckling) Why?

It moves.

What the hell does that mean?

How you holding up? You got ten minutes or so, man.

Seen any colors yet? I see red.

Taillights.

That's it. There's nothing else out here, man.

-Man, this is a bad idea. -Yeah, Mac.

We should probably just turn around. Oh, come on.

Jonah is the man of the night. We should listen to Jonah.

Jonah says go, so let's go. He just said turn around.

Jonah said go. I'm speaking for Jonah. Jonah says go.

We don't even know where this place is. RAND: Really, man.

He's turning. Follow him. Right there, right there.

-DUNCAN: He's gonna kill us all, and it's gonna be your fault. -RAND: Just relax.

This guy has us on a dirt road, man.

MAC: Where the hell are we? I love it.

RAND: We're out in the woods. That's for certain.

DUNCAN: Only good things happen in the woods. Everybody knows that.

Arbor Day. Arbor Day happens in the woods.

MAC: What is this guy doing?

-DUNCAN: Now he just turned off. -RAND: Don't lose him.

Shit. Oh, shit.

(chuckling)

(mutters)

Welcome to 50 North, 40 West.

Are you guys coming?

After you. (whistles)

Brought you some new friends.

Boys, step inside.

** (electronic dance)

(applause)

Hey.

You all right, man?

I'm messed up, man. This place is messed up.

Yeah, it is!

(feet stomping)

(men: low chanting)

Ladies and gentlemen, we have some first-timers with us here tonight!

They're here for a very special occasion,

and that calls for some very special treatment.

Ladies and gentlemen, put your paws together.

Happy stag party!

-Jonah! -(chanting continues)

(applause)

Did you set this up? Don't look at me, man.

No. Look at me.

Gentlemen, welcome.

Thank you so much for coming. I'm the proprietor.

You can call me Nyx.

Coming up next, the lovely Miss Tauren!

You boys... are with me.

(faint squealing)

So, Jonah, we have worlds of experiences here.

What's your particular flavor of poison?

Um-- Who's the best man?

Here. What's he want?

Something wild. Mm-hmm.

And private. All right.

But no sex.

No sex, as in the act, or no sex, as in no gender?

Uh... the act.

He's getting married next week.

Got it.

I have just the thing.

Gentlemen, come right on in.

Make yourselves comfortable.

Money is no object.

NYX (chuckling): Well, of course it is.

That's all it is.

And what are objects, ultimately, but worthless?

But what in this world has worth?

Experience! (laughs)

Experience.

And experiences are what I deal in.

So you're saying there's no charge?

Now, did I say that?

(loud laughing)

(claps)

All right. You ready to do this?

Sure. All right!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This is just for Jonah.

This is a private show.

The more men in the room, the more diluted the experience.

Hmm? I don't know.

-What? -Are you married yet?

JONAH: Mm-mmm. Are you married?

No. Not yet, technically.

So do it for us.

Do it for me.

Yeah, what do you say?

They buy the ticket, you take the ride.

Hmm? Huh?

-Hold this for me. -(Mac cackling)

-Yeah! -Hey. Keep your pants on.

Yeah.

You ready for a peek behind door number one?

And away we go.

Have fun.

(gasps) Sh--

(chuckles)

Can you see me?

Now we talk payment.

I want... the fondest memory of your mother

from each of you.

All of you.

Now, you give me that,

and Jonah will have a night he will never forget.

I'm-I'm sorry.

You want us to tell you about the best time we had with our mothers?

No. I want the memory of it.

It won't take but a moment.

The most beautiful part about it is, you won't even miss it.

You can't miss a memory you can't even remember.

That's right.

Do we have a deal?

Deal. Yeah. Okay.

(chuckles) Sure.

All right, gentlemen, I'm gonna need you all

to look at your shoes.

What?

Look... at your shoes.

What am I lookin' for?

Go on. Look at your shoes.

Look... down.

Look down...

and think of Mother.

(claps) And we're done.

(scoffs) That's it? That's it!

Paid in full! Go on. Have a great evening!

Come on. Get out of here. Scat!

Can I get a receipt or something? Get the fuck out!

Okay.

I'm sorry. Am I supposed to do something?

** (woman vocalizing)

** (vocalizing continues)

(breathing heavily)

My parents are asleep.

(panting)

(moaning)

JONAH: Eva.

(moaning)

(moans)

(laughing)

Hit me. We are paid in full.

Okay? I want one of them worm drinks right there.

-It's a leech. -Leech drink.

You're not scaring me. Okay?

I don't like it? My funeral.

-What do you call this? -Murder.

Hmm?

(Mac laughing)

Cheers.

Nicely done, Duncan!

(laughing)

Whoo!

-Dude, are you tatted up? -What?

-No, I'm not tatted up. -No, right here.

Haven't seen that before. No, hey, wait, wait.

You got one too.

Did you do this?

What's the matter? You don't remember?

WOMAN: Don't go.

Hello?

Did you say something?

Oh, shit.

(crying)

Hi. Hi. Can you hear me?

Hey, are you-- are you okay in there?

I mean, do-- do they have you locked up? Can you get out?

(exhales) I'm a little high.

That's maybe a stupid question.

Are you okay in there?

Where are you?

Shit.

** (electronic dance)

(screams)

-Aaah! -(retches)

Whoa!

Dude! Shit.

Bro. Sorry.

It's cool. Happens to the best of us, man.

I didn't mean to. It's fine. Fine.

It's cool. I didn't mean to.

RAND: Let's get, uh-- Let's get this cleaned up, dude.

Who was she?

-Who was she? -Whoa, whoa!

I--

Jesus! Come on, man.

Really? Grab this chair over here, man.

It's cool.

MAC: Shit.

(whip cracks) (woman yelps)

(whip cracking) (crying)

(gasps) Thank God, man. We have overstayed our welcome.

I need you to come with me. What?

-Come with me. -What happened back there, man?

-Is he all right? -(whip cracks)

-He puked. -Take him to the car, get it started.

-Be ready to go. -What?

Just trust me. What's going on?

I'm about to do something really stupid.

(woman wailing)

Are you sure you know where we're going? Yeah, I counted the doors.

Jonah. Jonah.

What the hell is this place? Shh.

MAN: I wasn't even gonna come in, you know?

Thought I'd go easy tonight.

(chattering)

It's meant to be, you know?

(chuckles) I got kind of lucky there.

I get four. Four hours, right?

One for each of the boys I brought in?

New fish.

Hey, you be sure to tell him thank you from me

for letting me see my baby again.

Jonah. Jonah. What is going on?

There's a girl. What?

In a booth. She's locked up. No, locked in.

So guys can't get to her, right?

Come on, man. Elliot's sick, and I've seen some... really weird shit.

Give me your knife. Why?

Just give it to me! Jonah, stop.

This is like sex trafficking or something.

Yeah. Of course, Mac would bring us to a place with sex trafficking.

You had sex with her? No.

Then what happened? I don't know really.

She, uh-- She sang.

What? She sang, okay? Just give me the knife.

This is ridiculous. What are they doing?

I killed her.

Who did you kill, buddy?

I don't know. I don't know who she was.

She was young.

What'd they put in that drink?

Memories.

New memories.

Wh-What if you're right? What if it is sex traffickers, huh?

You know those type of people you don't want to mess with? It's sex traffickers.

That's who, Jonah. They're gonna know it's you. That Nyx guy? He'll know.

-We can't leave her here. -Can't we make an anonymous phone call?

-I think she needs help, man, like now and not later. -This is crazy.

Isn't that what tonight's about?

Right? It's the last hurrah for crazy, right?

We say yes. Okay, tonight we say yes.

Got it. Here. Here.

Yes. Uh, hello. We're here to rescue you. Okay.

Hey, you okay?

(sniffs) You want my shirt?

-Here you go. -Come on. We need to leave.

Hang on. Here you go.

Take this.

Here. You're okay. Yeah, yeah. Here you go.

There you go.

You're fine.

Here. Listen. My name's Jonah. This is Rand.

We can take you out of here if you want to go.

Do you want to go?

You do? She wants to go. Come on.

Let's go.

Which way? I don't remember.

I thought you said you counted the doors. It wasn't like this before.

There's someone back here, Jonah. Pick a way. I don't know!

She does.

Let's go.

Shit.

-(gasps) -Shit! Hey! Hey, hey.

It's cool, man. We're trying to find a way out of here. Can you help us?

Look, you don't have to do this. Aaah!

-(grunts) Take her, Jonah! Run! -Whoa, whoa! Rand!

Oh, my God!

JONAH: Stop it, please, please!

-Stop it! -(grunts)

That way!

** (muffled)

Wait. What are you doing? Can we worry about that later, please?

(footsteps) Bind.

What? Bind.

(growling, shrieking)

(man screaming)

(gasps, groans)

(screaming)

(screaming stops)

(growling)

(growls)

(woman moaning)

What?

(groans)

What is taking so long?

I should go back inside.

He said to meet us here.

Yeah, but I want another drink.

-Open the door! Open it! -Come on, dude.

-Where's Rand? -He was with you!

We got separated. What the hell happened?

There was a girl in the back. She was locked up, so we let her out.

Thought she was there against her will.

(hysterical laughing)

(woman screaming)

(laughing continues) Okay. We're out of here.

-We gotta wait for Rand. -(Elliot continues laughing)

We gotta wait for Rand! Mac, we gotta wait for Rand.

This isn't happening.

Wait. Mac! Mac! He's there, he's there!

Go, go, go, go, go! Go! Go, go, go!

What the hell is he laughing about?

Is that your blood? Are you okay?

This is fucked. This is fucked!

What the hell is going on?

Where's the girl? She's not a girl.

She's not a girl, man. She's something else.

Like a transsexual? That could be cool.

No! What do you mean, "something else?"

(tires screeching)

(shouts)

JONAH: Look out!

(groaning)

Is everyone okay?

RAND: Yeah. Shit.

What's-- That's my jacket.

Wait. Where's Elliot? Elliot!

Dude, he's alive. He's alive.

Elliot!

Come on.

Elliot!

(shrieks)

MAC: Shit! What the hell is that?

(screams) Oh, no! Fuck! Fuck!

Shit! There's a car coming! Get it, get it!

I'll flag 'em. I'll flag 'em. Hey! Hey! Help! Please, stop!

-Hey! -Rand, look out!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! They're coming back.

Let's go! Everybody's dying!

Then let's not! Come on!

(engine off)

Damn it.

NYX: We're gonna need that boy now.

Luckily, we have something that's his.

Under the C-A-R.

(grunts softly)

Oh.

Well, hey there.

(thunder rumbling)

(coughs, panting)

Wait, wait. Where are we going?

You don't know either. We're going this way, Mac.

So I can get a signal on my phone and call the police

so I can tell them that two of my friends are dead.

-We don't know if that one guy's actually dead. -"One guy"? His name is Rand!

Rand! He's been my best friend for, like, 15 years, and you don't even know his name.

Yeah, I do. And Ra might not be dead!

Well, we left him for dead. You made me. (growling)

-I saved you! -(snickering)

"That one guy might not be dead." Wow.

-I'm trying to help. -Oh. Well, thank you, Mac.

Thank you so much for your help. This has been so much fun.

Thank you for taking your dick out and swinging it in front of everybody.

And thanks for getting two of my actual friends killed too. Thank you for that.

I didn't tell you to mess with anything.

-I didn't tell you to let anyone out of any booth. -(rustling)

Wait. Shut up.

(quiet growling) MAC: What is that?

(branches snapping)

(gasps)

(growling continues)

(groaning) Shit!

You okay? (grunts)

Come on.

It smells like shit.

Hold on.

It's quicksand! It's not quicksand.

-I'm about to lose my shoe. -Come on!

What does she want?

Me.

When I let her out of that booth, she, like--

she, like, sniffed me.

That's why she took Elliot-- 'cause he was wearing my jacket.

Why don't you lose your clothes then?

Come on, dude! Stop it!

-It's not the first time I've seen your dick. -It's not the clothes, dumb-ass.

The clothes smell like me.

Oh, shit. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Great idea. Shit.

-(branch snaps) -(growling)

Get down. Oh, shit!

Shh.

(thunder rumbling)

Let's get back to the route. If we follow it, we can find someplace.

How's your ankle? Can you walk?

No. But I can run.

(grunting)

My-- (panting) Shit.

Oh, shit.

Who are you?

Wh-What?

Who... are you?

I'm, uh...

I'm Rand. Wilson. Rand Wilson.

Who are you, Rand Wilson?

I'm n-- I'm nobody. That's who you're going to be if you don't answer my questions.

What do you want with the Lilith? Hmm?

Who hired you? Was it that prick Sharman down in Panama City?

No! I-I don't know anything about that. Okay?

I-I-I told you, it was our friend Jonah.

He was-- It was his bachelor party. Jonah.

Yeah. And the man there, he brought us here. We followed him--

You bought it all with good memories

so your friend Jonah could spend some time with one of my star attractions.

That's great! So why did he let her go?

I don't know. I don't know. Okay? I-I don't--

He thought you had her locked up in there.

I did have her locked up, for some very good reasons, as we have seen.

(thunder rumbling)

Oh, thank God.

Hey! You okay, son? No. No.

I'm not okay, Officer. No.

His friend-- His-- Our friends are dead.

There's someone following us. Hold on now.

Who's following you? (both panting)

We went to this club in the swamp, and-- The 50-something.

And there was this guy...

Hey, why don't you get these boys some water.

Just catch your breath. Ma'am, a couple waters for these boys.

All right? Yeah.

(beeping) And the check too, please.

JONAH: It's some satanist cult shit.

They had these people with robes.

Had her locked up in, like, a cage.

We're busy. Found 'em.

Couple cops picked 'em up at a diner on the edge of town.

Well, what do you know about that?

Take 'em to the church. Make everything ready.

So that's really it? That's all of it? Mm-hmm.

Just some failed knight-in-shining-armor bit?

Yes, I s-- I swear to God, that's it. That's it. Yes.

(sighs)

Well, that does make things easier.

No. God, no. Please, wait. Please don't. Please don't!

I wouldn't move if I was you.

Now, you know, I think you owe my associate Barry here an apology.

Because of your friend's thoughtless actions,

he now has a very deep, personal family tragedy to deal with.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Okay? Tell him!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please. I j-- I wanna leave. I wanna go home.

I'm so sorry. (whimpering)

We both know your brother is irreplaceable.

Don't blame the Lilith. Blame them.

N-No, please. I said I'm sorry. I-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Please. I wanna go home. Shh.

What is he doing? What are you doing?

Well, um, he's gonna hurt you for a while, and I'm gonna watch.

I told you everything I know. Okay?

I believe you. I know.

Please! No!

Please. Please stop.

But you boys stuck your hand in the fire tonight,

and it is my right to see you get burned.

Wh-Why? I don't...

Why?

'Cause you messed with the wrong motherfucker.

(screaming)

(sighs) She took off into the woods.

I don't know where she went. But you guys got away?

Yeah. Well, we found the road. This is the first place that we saw.

Are you boys on something?

No, we are not! Yes! Take me to the station. Just get me out of here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Jonah!

Come on, man! No! Come on.

-Said take 'em to the church. -Wait. Who said that?

Who said that? Wait!

What the-- (grunting) Get down.

They work for him!

Up.

(grunts) Hey!

Aaah! God!

(grunting) Go.

No. No.

** (vocalizing)

** (continues)

** (continues, muffled)

(roaring, muffled)

(screaming, muffled)

(muffled) It killed him!

(gunshots) (groaning, screaming, muffled)

(gunshots continue)

(muffled) I like you.

I like you.

(groans)

Mac. Mac!

(growling)

(screaming)

(screaming continues)

(whimpering, screaming, faint)

Holy shit.

(whimpering continues) (wings flapping)

(quiet growl)

Wait. Stop. No, please.

** (vocalizing)

** (continues)

JONAH: Eva.

Eva. (moaning)

(moaning continues)

(creature moaning)

(gasps, screaming)

(snarling)

(whimpering)

(groaning)

(screaming) (shrieking)

(Jonah screaming) (creature shrieking)

Jonah!

Wow. You guys really did a number on him.

I want all of it.

Every blow, every scream,

every drop of piss in his pants.

Let's give Jonah something to really think about, hmm?

You got it.

Rand. (snaps fingers)

Look down.

Now, bear with us.

In a moment you won't even recall the worst of it.

(gasping)

Got it.

(uncomfortable sigh)

See that he gets it.

Don't leave until you're sure he has.

(phone ringing) (creature breathing)

(ringing continues)

(whispering) Eva?

Shit. I shouldn't have called. I interrupted your party.

No. No, no. Actually, I really need to hear your voice right now.

Are you okay?

Um, yeah. It's stupid. I just...

I had this dream that I couldn't find you.

When I woke up, you weren't here.

I even went to look for you in the kitchen.

Then I just got this bad feeling, like I needed to talk to you.

I really want to talk to you right now too.

I don't know if I-- if I can right now.

(signal breaking up) Jo-- Jonah-- Hello?

Can you-- me? You're-- reaking up-- Ar-- you ther--

Listen, listen. Uh, something happened.

Elliot?

He's dead. And-- And Rand, he's--

EVA: Are you there? Hello--

Goddamn it.

Eva, listen to me. I don't know if you can hear me.

But, um, my phone's about to die,

and I just want to tell you that I love you.

I love you so much.

That's scary. What did you do?

(laughs) Nothing. No, um--

I just... really wanted to say it.

There's no place in the world I'd rather be than home with you right now.

EVA: Are you the--

Hello?

(crying)

-What-- -Rough night?

Get the hell outta here!

Brought you a drink.

I'm not thirsty. I'm not patient.

I was supposed to be off work two hours ago.

So you gonna drink that or not?

-Because if not-- -(sliding mechanism cocks)

I'm supposed to kill you.

Okay. Okay.

All right.

Good boy.

(retching, groaning)

(groaning continues) God!

JONAH: No!

-'Cause you messed with the wrong motherfucker. -No, wait! Please!

(Rand screaming, weeping)

Jonah? Jonah, are you--

There you are. Hi, Jonah.

Well, as you can feel-- or remember feeling--

I've obviously put Rand into a great deal of pain.

Now, he's not dead. Not yet.

But that can change, and will,

if we can't make a deal.

So, you have my girl,

and I obviously have your man.

So let's make a trade, hmm?

No games, no tricks.

Everybody can walk away with what they want.

My associate will give you all the details,

and, uh, I'll be seeing you soon.

Toodle-oo.

Shit. He wants to make a trade.

It's your choice, man. I'm just the messenger.

But that girl, I don't have her. She's not with me.

She's following you. Taking you to him is as good as taking her.

(groans)

Then take me to him.

Yes, sir.

Ticktock, Jonah. Your old friend's inside.

And I don't wanna be here when the new one shows up.

NYX: My, my. Hell is empty and the devils are all here.

-You look horrible. -Where's Rand?

No hello? No nothing?

Rude.

(scoffs) Come on. I'll take you to him.

So she didn't catch you?

Ha-ha-ha! She did!

Well, you don't look too worse for wear. That's somethin'.

I mean, she likes you.

That means you've been chosen.

You know, they mate for life.

We'll use that.

You didn't have to hurt Rand. You coulda just brought me here.

No, I didn't have to. I was willing to, and I did. Don't forget that.

Just do what you're told, Jonah,

and you'll be banging away at Mrs. Jonah by suppertime tomorrow.

Defy me,

and your boy Rand gets a bullet in the brain

he'll be thinking about forever.

What is this?

Think of it like a shock collar for dogs, except for her kind.

Helps prevent incidents like this evening.

Keeps her in line,

makes her more susceptible to suggestion.

No, no, no, no. That's for you. You're going to put it on her.

-Me? -Yes.

You.

Why do you think I brought you here?

She and I have a...

complicated history.

Besides, you're probably the only one she trusts enough to let get close.

Magic?

(sighs)

Sure.

Magic.

Like everything else people like you will just never understand.

Now, when our little transaction is complete,

you and, uh, Mr. Gimpy are free to go.

Don't worry. Won't be long.

Rand! God, Rand.

Are you all right? I'm so sorry, man.

So sorry for what they did to you.

(murmurs) What did they do?

What's up? What'd you say? What? Jonah?

What did they do to me?

Listen to me.

I'm going home to Eva, and I'm taking you with me. All right?

Mmm.

Mmm. Yeah.

(wings flapping)

-(glass shattering) -(men shouting)

** (humming "Wedding March")

(snarling) (electrical crackling)

JONAH: Rand!

(glass shatters) (creature hisses)

RAND: Jonah. JONAH: Are you okay?

(gunshots)

(snarling)

What are you doing?

Lily!

(wings unfurl)

(Jonah grunting) NYX: Oh, here you are.

(chuckling)

So pretty.

Come on, Lily.

Stand in the center. Go on.

Like it was a long time ago. (hisses)

Lily.

Stand in the center, or he dies.

Come on now.

That's right.

Here we go.

Good.

You...

You were much younger then. That made it a lot easier.

You're up.

RAND: No.

(snarls)

(exhales) I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You came here for me, a-and it was a trap.

I didn't know...

what you were.

What he was.

I just wanna go home.

Do you?

NYX: She's a killer, Jonah. You know that.

Now put her back where she belongs.

She belongs to me.

Do it. Now.

How 'bout we go home?

Both of us, to our own homes.

Can we just leave it at that?

You're wasting time. Do it.

Do it now!

Okay?

(snarling)

(shrieking)

(grunting)

-(groans) -You...

-(screams) -are on my very last nerve.

Now listen here. We are gonna try this one more time.

(groans)

-Good to see you, shithead. -(chuckles)

-Get the fuck outta here. -(grunting)

You all right? Yeah.

Here, take this. All right.

Cut Rand loose.

MAC: Hurry!

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

(snarling)

(gasps)

(wings flapping)

Shit! Shit!

(groaning)

(gasping)

(grunts) You circus freak.

What?

You hick piece of shit.

Eloquent.

(screaming)

(snarls)

Come on, Jonah.

Don't go anywhere.

(grunting)

Jonah! Run!

(grunting)

No!

** (vocalizing)

Rand, cover your ears. What?

Cover your ears!

** (continues)

(grunting)

** (continues)

(grunting)

(exhales)

Please.

(gagging)

Jonah-- It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

(crying)

Thank you.

RAND (whispers): Jonah, come on.

Don't go.

Oh, shit.

Oh, no. No.

Jonah, we should leave. It's okay.

Jonah!

(thunder rumbling)

Honey! Let's get this special night started. I'm sleepy.

Some of us have to wake up at 6:00.

** (humming, stops) (thunder continues rumbling)

** (Lily vocalizing, faint)

Happy anniversary.

(moaning)

Eva.

When did you come down here?

(thunder continues rumbling)

(Eva coughing)

Hey. (knife falls to floor)

(stammers) What are you doing here?

That's Eva.

My wife.

You can't be here.

You can't be here.

You gotta go.

Okay?

Go.

(screams)

(snarls)

-No! No, please! -(Eva grunting, crying)

I'll go!

I'll go. Please, just don't hurt her. I'll go.

I'll go. Please.

Jonah!

(screams)

Jonah!

(thunder rumbling)

** (women vocalizing)