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- Blood, not blood in
the physical sense.

I'm talking about
blood as in kinfolk,

your own kind, your own people,

who you are, what you are.

I think that's important.

You look at the world today,

you points your finger
anywhere on a map

where there's trouble.

And soon see that that
trouble is caused by people

being where they
ain't supposed to be.

Been that way, since
Moses walked the earth

and Jew boys and camel jockeys
at each other's throats,

and they're still at it.

Same story all through history.

People don't mix.

Races, creeds, colors, whatever.

The so-called great melting pot.

I call it a great pot of shit.

It's like oil and water.

And if folks don't
wake up to that soon,

mankind gonna end up
being a breed of Mongols.

You, my friend, are very
resourceful, very industrious.

I see you in them fields
working morning until night.

Some of the lazy bastards
around here should take note.

But it ain't about that is it?

It's about blood and you
just ain't our blood.

What I'm saying
is pretty simple.

Wouldn't the world be
a much better place

if people just stayed
where they were

and looked after their own?

- Mr. Reynolds, I
came here tonight-

- You came here tonight

because you're a peace
loving reasonable man,

but we ain't peace
loving reasonable people.

- This is a new deed for the
land you're squatting on.

And this is a pen.

Sure being the smart
Chinaman you are,

you can work out
what that means.

- The bank says, as long
as I make the payments-

- Don't matter
what the bank says.

What matters is that your
family will be a whole lot safer

after you sign that.

- Gentlemen, please.

I think this is best
left for another time.

Goodnight.

- Don't turn your
fucking back on me!

- He's still breathing.

- No he ain't!

Good afternoon.

I'm Danny G and this is
your local radio news.

Our top story today,

a series of gruesome and
unexplained animal deaths

has shaken the community here.

Over the past several weeks,

a growing number
of local residents

have reported discovering
the lifeless bodies

of various animals.

The mention of Red Coat has
been circulating among locals,

sparking fear and speculation.

Red Coat is a figure from
urban legends in the area.

The fact that they persist,
is causing growing...

Understandably the community is-

- Hey!
- Alarmed by the.

- Rachel's off limits.

And I see you
looking at her again,

we're gonna have problems.

- What happened?

- Nothing.

- Edward.

- Come on man.

Just hold it steady.

Hurry up.

Hurry up, man.

- Fuck.

- Come on, fucking
light it, Dee.

- I'm trying.

Oh shit.

Go, go.

- Who's there?

Sammy, shh.

Ed.

Come out.

I said come out.

Help me get his coat off.

Lift him up.

Come on, one, two, three.

He's fine.

He's fine, okay?

Okay, fine.

- Why did we bring him here?

I mean, what if
he's the Red Coat

or one of Reynolds's
buddies, or...

We can't call the police.

So what do we do, Mom?

Mom!

You know, we can't trust
anyone around here.

You know that.

- Let's keep him warm.

Keep him comfortable.

As soon as he's back on
his feet, we get him out.

Okay?

Grab her feet!

- Open please.

Very good.

That's your medicine.

Make sure you take it.

And you're not
allowed out of bed.

- Emily, come here.

- Mommy, you scared me.

He's sick.

- I know, but remember
we said about strangers.

- I'm sorry, Mommy.

He opened his eyes.

- Okay.

Go play in your room.

Emily. Ready?

Gonna be late for school.

Come on, come on, come on.

Good girl.

- I need blood.

Give me blood.

Welcome to
Northwest Mystery,

your source for
all things strange

and enigmatic in the
Pacific Northwest.

I'm Scott.

And today we're diving
deep into the world

of urban myths and legends
that have long captivated

the imagination of
this city creature.

Well done, guys.

Do you have any Tylenol?

- I got Naproxen.

That's the strongest
thing I carry.

- You're not well, Mrs. Loi.

I know a doctor
who can hook you up

with some Oxy if you need.

It's good stuff.

Make all your troubles go away.

How's it hanging fellas?

- Ah.

- Throw some candy
in there too, Sam,

for the little girl.

The boy too, if he likes.

Haven't seen you around
the town much lately.

Of course, I understand with
the everything going on.

The shame of it all.

- Shame?

- Your husband running
off on you like that.

I hear it happens a
lot with you people.

No real sense of
family or loyalty.

Of course, saying
that, old Don here,

when his wife got sick,

he took comfort in the
arms of widow Anderson

in the hills.

To look at him, you wouldn't
think he had it in him,

but he certainly had it
in her a few times a week.

Thankfully, all
that chasing around

after the widow stopped,
once Don's wife got better.

What Don's wife don't
know won't hurt her.

Ain't that right, Vinny?

How's your nephew?

You know Vinny's nephew?

He sells farm diesel.

He gets it cheap on
account of his farm.

Then he went and
turned his tanker truck

into a rolling gas station.

Sells at a good prices
from what I hear.

Man's gotta make a living.

Let him without sin
cast the first stone.

And of course there's
Sam, Mr. Johnson.

He used to like a game of cards.

- That's enough.

- I'm just painting a picture
so the Asian understands.

You see, Mrs. Loi, this town
is, it's like a spider's web.

Everyone's lives
all intertwined.

The threads are real strong.

I'm sure it's the same
in the, the village

or whatever it
was you came from.

- I came from a city,

Well, a city.

- A city with
museums and theaters

and schools and universities.

A city we chose to leave
behind and now I'm here.

- Yeah, you are alone.

- You're pathetic.

I'm not scared of you.

- They excitable them gooks.

You disrespect me
like that again,

I'll cut your
fucking throat out.

What the fuck happened
at the Chinaman's place?

- The bottle slip, Joe.

The fucking dog started
making all kinds of ruckus.

- Dog, huh?

Sounds like a dangerous animal.

Somebody ought to report
that to the police.

- Hey, Rach.

- What do you want?

- What's your problem?
- Get your hands off of me.

- I'm going to see
your grandmother.

See how she's doing.

You know, when I was your age,

I was learning how to
handle a branding iron.

- What do you
mean, Mr. Reynolds?

- I mean the pain
of my burning flesh.

That's something no
one ever forgets.

- Do not laugh at that.

Stay.

Make sure you take it.

Here, better.

You stink.

You need a bath.

- I do.
- Yeah.

Hi, Edward.

- The nurse here was just
making sure I'm okay.

He's gonna go get me
something I need, okay?

I need you to get
me fresh blood.

- What?

- You heard me.

- How?

- This is a farm, isn't it?

- Mm-hmm.

- So I guess you'll
figure it out.

- Only if she comes with me.

- You wanna stay and
look after me, don't you?

- Sure thing.

It's my vacation.

Vacation?

- No, that isn't right.

Vocation.

- Vocation.

But why don't you
check me again?

Ah.

- Are you the Red Coat?

- Ma.

You making out okay, Ma?

Yeah.

- Why don't you let me
move you to the house?

- No, I made this
bar in my life.

It's right I die here.

- You're too stubborn to die.

Ma, better tidy up for a little.

Or you'll start looking like
one of them mountain women.

We can't have that.

- Leave me be.

- What do you want?

Your dog's
been killing sheep.

- Sammy's been chained
up here all night.

- I didn't come here
to fuss with you.

I'm gonna take care of the dog.

- You're not taking our dog.

- Get off our land.

- Your land.

Your land at the other side
of the fucking world, boy.

- Edward.
- What?

You wanna take a
swing at me, huh?

No, you some kind
of fucking pussy.

You even like pussy boy?

- I want you gone now.

- Oh, I'm gonna be gone.

I'm just taking
Fido there with me.

- You got a warrant
for that dog?

- Who the fuck are you?

You some drifter?

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, wait,
you're the new man.

Oh, Ms. Loi, you got
yourself a new buck.

Shit.

- I think it's best
you be on your way.

- I don't know who the fuck
you think you're talking to.

- Hey.

- Put your hands in the
air and turn around.

- Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Please, please.

- Oh, you fucked up.

You fucked up now.

I'm the fucking law!

- Remember, that uniform
don't mean shit around here.

- I told you, Joe,
they weren't there.

- Where do you
suppose they were?

- Maybe they went somewhere.

- Maybe the Red Coat got him.

- Here we go.

You don't believe
in the Red Coat, son?

- You know I don't, Ma.

- I'd like to believe he's
out there in those mountains,

deep in the forest,
laughing at us.

- Laughing at us?

- At our bullshit.

See, he's primal.

Know what primal means, Dee?

- Uh-uh.

- It means he knows there's
only one thing that matters.

Survival.

- That's bullshit, Ma.

It's fucking bullshit.

It's a story made
up to scare kids.

There ain't no Red
Coat out there.

- Oh, he's out there, son.

Waiting for you.

Waiting for all of us.

And you know what he feeds on?

- What?

- Fear.

- So, so how do
we survive, ma'am?

- We feed him.

- Do you drink human blood?

- You offering?

- No!
- Shut up!

- Leave me!
- Shut up!

Get off the bed.

John!

Pull
her, grab her feet!

Come here, whore.

- Edward.

Edward!

Edward!

- What?

- Don't let Emily see this.

Go.

Sammy.

- Emily's still asleep.

He can't hear us.

It's just us.

It's just us, Mom.

They tried to take our land.

My father went to see Reynolds.

He murdered him.

His body could be anywhere.

Mom thinks he's
still alive somewhere

but I know he's not.

Reynolds,

he deserves to die.

We need your help.

- Is Mr. Reynolds around?

Mr. Reynolds, you have a minute?

- Yeah.

- We got a distressed
call from your neighbor

saying they heard
a woman screaming.

I need to do a welfare
check on your wife.

- Did my wife call you?

- No.

- I guess you got no reason
to be here, Deputy Fallon.

- I need to speak to your wife.

- Why?

You wanna see what a real
American woman looks like?

You got a warrant?

- No.
- Great.

Now I get the fuck
outta my face.

- Hold up now, son.

That ain't no way to
treat Deputy Fallon.

Get the good deputy here
a cold one on the house.

- No, I'm on duty.

- You don't want a good
old-fashioned American beer?

I guess you'd rather
have some foreign shit.

- You English, you think
you can just walk in here

and disrespect my
place of business

because you're wearing a badge.

That uniform don't
mean shit around here.

- Father.

We killed you.

- You know how to use that?

Could you?

- That's my brother Iken,

and my mother, Sufal.

She died not long
after we moved here.

She was ill so we took
her to the hospital.

And when we went
back the next day,

a nurse came and
told me she was dead.

And she made this tick on
her clipboard and left.

That's who we were.

Her telling me my
mother was dead

was just one more
thing on a to-do list.

Halfway around the world

moving from place to place,

told to get out.

That we don't belong.

To fuck off back to our country.

And all
these good people

are just trying to find
a place to call home.

My husband was the farmer.

This was his American dream.

- I'll keep watch.

You go rest.

- We got company.
- Come on.

- Who the fuck is that?

John.

- Ma, what the you doing here?

- Load 'em on here.

- I got this under control.

- They're my business now, son.

- I don't want no part of
your fucking voodoo shit.

Put the tailgate down.

- I'm outta here.

Just make sure
they're good and dead.

- She's still breathing.
- John.

- Give me that.

Come on, get him out.

- Come here.
- John.

- Shut the fuck up.
- Come on.

Bring her here.

- John.

- Get him out.

Out of truck.

Come on.

We gotta get a move on.

Come on.

Pass that.

Pass it.

Come on.

Let's go.

- It's time.

What the fuck is that?

Okay, let's leave.

John.

John, John.

John.

John.

John.

- Hey!

The hell is your problem?

- You're my problem.

- Hey, break it up!

Break it up!

- Fucking animal!

You two
principal's office now.

What happened to you?

- Got in a fight.

About what?

- About a girl.

You wouldn't understand.

How could you understand
what it's like?

Everywhere I go in this place,

I see their eyes watching
me, staring me down.

None of you people can feel it.

You're not outsiders.

Of course I fucking fight.

What else am I gonna do?

Let them win?

- This too shall pass.

- What the hell does that mean?

- Nothing stays the same.

Question you gotta
ask yourself is

when change comes your way,
how are you gonna embrace it?

- Who the fuck is that?

Got herself a new man already?

You wanna tell me why
you didn't mention

the Chinaman's wife's got
a fucking house guest.

- I didn't see anyone, Joe.

- Don't fucking lie to me!

- Well, he, he, he
was just some drifter,

some tramp, all right?

He caught me off guard
and then I, I was stupid

and I didn't want to tell you.

- You didn't think I already
knew you were stupid.

Well, I'm sorry, Joe.

- She don't look like
she's going nowhere.

And I want that fucking
vermin bitch outta here.

- All right, well
I'll make it right.

When I go back out there,
I'll go back out there.

- I want you to fucking
have some respect

and stop playing pool
like a fucking asshole

while my good mother is
laid up in the parlor.

I will fix it myself!

- God.

Joe.

Come over here, Joe.

- Gimme a drink.

- What the fuck happened
to your neck, Joe?

- Huh?
- Your neck.

- Motherfucker.

- Who did that?

- That guy at the bitch's farm.

- I, I ain't seen
him around before.

He, he did tell me to
tell you something.

He told me to tell you that,

that uniform don't
mean shit around here.

I think he was talking
about my uniform,

but he just kept on fucking-

- Can I get a fucking
drink in my own bar?

- Sorry, sir.

- What is this shit?

- Your usual, sir.

- Well open another bottle.

- What happened?

Is that blood on your face?

- I fell.

- My mother, Ma,

she didn't believe in heaven.

She always said it was an
idea made up by rich people

to keep poor people
in their place.

But Ma believed in something
else, in this country.

And there was a time
when that faith,

when her faith was justified.

A time when this
country was great.

When this town, when all these
towns were real communities,

but it ain't like that no more.

The system is broke.

Outsiders are getting
what they want free.

And folks like me, who
belong here don't get shit.

Our factories are closing down

and no one can make a
living from farming no more

because the fields are dying.

It's as if the land done
turned its back on us.

And you know why?

We are not worthy of this land.

You are not worthy of this land.

Men like my father,

they made this country
into something.

They worked that soil and
that soil was in their blood

and they would've
defended that soil

until every last drop of blood
dripped from their veins.

They were good people,
good men, strong men,

but they ain't here no more.

Just like Ma.

And we're left with nothing
but foreigners and fear.

It's like, it's like we've
been poisoned and contaminated.

It's why Ma became so
brainwashed on this
Red Coat nonsense.

And it is nonsense,
Ma!

Ma stopped going to church,

especially after my
father took his own life.

But she knew this book.

Deliver me and rescue me
from the hands of invaders

whose mouths are full of lies,

whose right hands are deceitful,

then our sons in their youth

will be like well
nurtured plants.

And our daughters
will be like pillars

carved to adorn a palace.

Our barns will be filled
with every kind of provision.

Our,

our, our sheep will increase
by thousands in our fields.

Our oxen will draw loads.

There will be no
breaching of walls,

no going into captivity.

No cry of distress
in our streets.

Blessed are the people
of whom this is true.

A-fucking-men.

- You need to leave.

- What happened?

- You need to take your family
and pack your things and go.

- We're not leaving.

- Trust me.

And local
law enforcement agencies

are taking them very seriously.

We have their assurance

that they are
actively investigating
these animal deaths

and are exploring all
possible explanations,

collaborating with wildlife
experts, forensic specialists,

and even paranormal
investigators on...

- Get outta here.

All of you.

You're all fucking parasites.

Get the fuck outta here.

Get the fuck outta here.

- Hey, what's
gotten into you Joe?

- I get something for you, Joe.

- Go get that parasite
bitch and her family

and bring 'em to the factory.

- Let's get you up.

Good girl, all right.

- Where are we going, Mommy?

- We are going on an adventure.

- When's Edward back?

- Soon.

Okay, good.

- Edward!

Edward.

They're coming for you.

Stop!

Stop!

No!

- Edward should be home by now.

Hey!

Help me.

No, no.

Goddammit.

- Where's Reynolds?

- He's inside.

And something's wrong with him.

He's not right in the head.

- Help me.

- Tell me where he is.

- He took the family
to the factory.

I know who you...

Fuck you!

What's with you people?

You're supposed to
be so damn smart,

but you're fucking stupid.

I told you to leave like I
told your husband to leave.

You ain't welcome
here!

- You gotta run, you gotta run.

Run!

Get
your ass back here!

- Shh, shh, shh.

You're okay.

Get back here!

- Shh, shh.

Come here, come here.

Okay.

You're gonna put these on.

- I'm scared, Mommy.

Is the monster gonna kill us?

- The monster's
not gonna kill us.

You're gonna be safe here, okay?

Just be really quiet.

I love you.

- Come out!

You come on out!

Or I'll gut your boy!

Get away from my son.

- Your son killed my only child.

Before I kill you,

you're gonna watch me rip
your mother to pieces.

I know you.

We killed you.

I know you.

- We can rest now.

Wait.

No, not here.

Not here.

No, no.

No, please.

John.