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(somber guitar music)

- [Woman] Action!

- Jackson Hardy, here, with Jackson Hardy's Used Car Sails

As Is Auto Sales.

We got so many cars in stock that we're having a sale.

This one here,

hell, I don't even know what it is, but it runs great.

It's on it's way right to the junkyard.

This one, here, we got, is the minivan.

This is great if you have a family

that you probably shouldn't have but you do.

So you got this one right here.

And this bad boy, here,

people are just dying to get a ride in this one.

You purchase this one, I'll throw in a free stray cat.

And then that one, there, fuck that one.

But this one!

This one here's got brand new tires

and a great engine, but it's not for sale.

- [Man] Did you get the sound?

- Yeah, we got it. - Cut.

- Is it good?

- Billy, the sheriff and the detective were here

grilling me about the whereabouts of Wilma this morning.

Thank God they didn't ask to look in the cooler.

You gotta help me get her outta here!

- Well, geez, you're my brother,

help me get her out of the cooler

and get her to the truck and I'll take her to the property

and I'll grind her up.

Now, get in there, dumb ass!

- Oh, now I'm the dumb ass?

Ow, son of a bitch!

- [Billy] Man, where's the light?

It's dark in here and it's fucking cold!

- All right, Billy, you gotta help me get her off the hook.

Now grab her by the legs and lift.

I got him by the shoulders.

- [Billy] Hang on.

- [Jeb] Oh my god, she weighs a ton!

- [Billy] I got her legs.

Let's turn her.

- [Billy] What?

- [Jeb] Oh, here we go, okay, turn slowly.

- Wait. - Oh god.

Don't drop her.

Slowly, watch her head, just for watch her head.

- I got it. - I said watch your head!

(body thudding)

(blood squelching)

- Howdy, y'all.

(gentle tempo music)

Yeah, I'm talking to you,

all sitting down there, looking at me,

looking at this flame.

Flame kind of represents life.

You see how it moves around?

Things work and things don't sometimes

and then it just goes out.

(lighter clicks)

Just like that.

(upbeat music)

I bet you're thinking,

"I'm somewhat confused about what I just saw right now."

Well, maybe I'm here and maybe I'm not

just to clear things up, just a tad for you.

(upbeat music)

It all started just about five some odd years ago.

It's been five years in the state pen.

Well, some say it was my fault, some say that is wasn't.

But you know what?

A good judge, crooked lawyer, or vice versa,

you never know what you're gonna get.

(upbeat music)

♪ From ashes to ashes ♪

♪ And dust to dust ♪

- Guess the moral of this story is,

you know how you sometimes get caught up in life

and you just want to take a ride

out in the country by yourself,

just to kind of clear your mind

and get the fog of life and cobwebs outta your head?

Oh, there you go down the highway

and you get out in the country

and you suddenly decide you're gonna take an off road

and nothing but greenery and beautiful trees out there

and come to the stoplight

and you got a choice to make.

Sometimes that choice ain't easy.

It may not be the right one neither.

Do I go left, or do I go right?

Well, I grew up in a little town out there in the country

and in the south.

Wouldn't call them towns, wouldn't call them cities,

but When they get under 300 people, they call them a gulch.

Well, that's where I growed up.

So instead of going left, you decided to go right

and guess where you ended up?

(man laughing)

You ended up in a gulch.

You've seen them before but you very rarely stop.

But you pull into this little town and,

this little gulch, and you think to yourself,

"This is one of those towns

where everybody knows everybody."

You know the town.

It's small,

♪ From ashes to ashes ♪ (chuckling)

♪ And dust to dust ♪

but let me tell you something else.

Really started out all innocent life,

but that little town has some big, big problems.

(man laughing)

(saw buzzing)

(mower buzzing)

(woman screaming)

(slaps smacking)

(car engine purring)

(birds chirping)

♪ Been down to a place I used to call my home ♪

♪ Friends are gone, they moved away ♪

♪ They must've traveled on ♪

- By any chance,

may I see your driver's license and registration?

♪ I must've lost my head ♪

♪ When I stepped into that bar ♪

♪ Stepped into hell again ♪

(somber guitar music)

- All right, there you go.

All right, you slow down now,

you drive safe, you have a nice day now.

♪ Skies are bright the beach is white ♪

♪ I knew no other way ♪

(mower engine revving)

♪ Air was blowing amuse my all ♪

♪ I must have lost my head ♪

♪ At the age of seventeen ♪

(mower engine revving)

- What the hell you doing standing right in front

of my fucking lawnmower for, you damn fool?

- I was trying to get your attention,

but as usually, you listen to that crap you call music.

- You know, I could have run over your fat, obnoxious ass,

then I'd have had to tell your lazy wife

that I done chopped you up!

For a smart guy, you sure are a dumb ass.

- Dumb ass?

I make 10 times what you make.

- Fat fuck!

One of these days, I'm gonna run over your fat ass!

- Watch where you're driving moron!

(mower buzzing)

- What was that all about, Jackson?

- That dumb son of a bitch almost grinded me up.

Driving around listening to music so loud

you couldn't hear a bomb go off.

- You didn't answer my question.

- [Jackson] I'm trying to get him to go over

and mow my sister's lawn on Friday.

- Such a bother about nothing.

You two have been feuding for years.

Now, come on, let's get out of here.

I got some shopping to do.

- [Jackson] That is the ugliest son of a bitch

that I've ever seen.

(lively banjo music)

- [Jeb] Hey, Miss Lucy.

- How are you doing today, Jeb?

- Oh, fine and dandy, fine and dandy.

Hey, congratulations on winning Miss Junebug

again this year.

- Thank you, Jeb, I'm so proud to serve my community.

- Oh, I'm sure you are.

It's quite a burden for you there.

What can I get for you today?

- I'll have a pound of ground and juicy rib eye, please.

- All right.

What did you do to your finger?

- Oh, chopping and chipping, you know the business.

- Ooh. - That's how it goes.

So how come you haven't got a boyfriend again this year?

- Well, I had one kinda, sorta.

But he was too jealous.

- Oh boy, you know, well being a Miss Junebug and all,

that's quite a big responsibility.

You're quite the celebrity, you know,

and not a lot of people can handle that.

- Right, I'm a celebrity,

and he'd get agitated when people come up

wanting to take pictures of me and my crown.

- Oh my gosh.

Well, here you go, on your account as usual?

- Yes, please, if you don't mind.

- Oh no, no, no problem at all.

No problem at all.

- So, Jeb?

- [Jeb] Mm-hmm?

- How come a handsome man such as yourself is not hitched?

- Oh, well, I kinda like the hunting and fishing life.

It's hard to find somebody to go along with that.

- You just need a nice country girl like me.

- Well, I do like Thelma-lou now,

but she's gotta know how to cut and grind,

if you know what I mean.

- Well, all righty then. (chuckling)

- Well, Miss Lucy, you be safe out there now.

You know them country boys,

they don't slow down for nothing.

- Thank you, Jeb, you are such a worry wart.

- All righty, Miss Lucy.

(upbeat banjo music)

Ain't she something?

(car door slams)

- Goddamn it, Bedford, that's the third one this week!

All for a fucking tail light?

Son of a bitch!

Parking tickets, speeding tickets.

When will this shit ever end?

Son of bitch!

- [Bedford] Well, if you would have attended to it

or just paid that last batch.

- Son of a- - I'd be inclined

to let your sorry ass go.

♪ I'd be rocking up on that I gave her my name ♪

Better not be open, Billy.

- [Billy] They're not, what do you think I am, stupid?

(country music)

- What's that smell?

- It's grass, you ass!

(car engine revving)

- Better not be the illegal kind!

One of these days, Rakestraw.

One of these days.

♪ Save your life and now you're my friend ♪

♪ Oh this little creature is my little rat ♪

♪ He's a little old rat, he's bad as a cat ♪

♪ He walks my halls and he drags his balls ♪

(Lucy screaming) (tires screeching)

- Shit!

(country music)

(car door slams)

Miss Lucy, Miss Lucy, are you...

Oh, shit!

(Billy gagging)

♪ You're my ♪

I'm so sorry, Miss Lucy.

Ew!

♪ And saved your life and now you're my friend ♪

Oh, Jesus!

Jesus, I killed her!

(phone buzzing)

- Fatbacks, we slice them and dice them

just the way you like them.

- Jeb!

Jeb!

I think I just killed Miss Lucy.

- Are you sure she's dead?

- I'm pretty sure.

Hell, her eyeball's under my tire.

- Well, I guess you're just gonna have to turn yourself in.

- Oh hell no, hell no!

There ain't no way I'm going back to jail!

- Well, you can't bring her here.

- Jeb, you're my brother!

You're supposed to help me! - Half-brother.

- That's besides the point.

Are you gonna help me or not?

- I cannot believe our mama slept with your daddy!

- [Billy] Son of bitch!

- Son of a bitch!

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you standing there.

- My grandpa would like some of that special brown beef.

- All right, coming right up. - We'll eat good tonight.

- [Jeb] There you go.

- [Grandpa] Thank you very much.

- I'll put it on your account, Henry.

(phone tapping)

(Jeb sighs)

Hey honey, I'm not gonna be able to make dinner tonight,

I'm afraid-

- What's wrong?

Your idiot brother again?

- Yeah, Billy's got himself in a whole hit patrol.

It's probably going take me half a night

to clean up this mess.

You know, if I get done early enough,

maybe I can meet you for breakfast.

- Okay, honey.

Try not to stay up too late.

- All right, sweetie.

Love you.

- Love you too.

- I know.

Oh, howdy, sheriff?

The usual?

- Yeah, that'd be just fine.

- So anything new and exciting happening out there?

- Nah.

Same old, same old.

Gave your brother another ticket today.

- (chuckles) He just doesn't learn, does he?

- No.

You know, I've seen the damnest thing

laying in the middle of road today.

- Yeah, what's that?

- It look like ground beef and steak got run over.

- That's weird.

Hmm.

(phone buzzing)

Oh, I better get this.

- All right.

Just add this to my account.

♪ When I ask you how you're doing ♪

- Hey, Billy, what the hell are you call me for?

The Sheriff's here!

- [Billy] Grab her by the arm, idiot.

- [Jeb] I got it.

- [Billy] Grab it by the waist.

Come on! (men screaming and groaning)

- Get on it. - I got it.

- [Jeb] All right, all right.

- Aw!

- Stop playing with the damn corpse.

- She's playing me!

- Don't be ridiculous, she's dead.

- So what's the plan?

- Fuck the plan, there's evidence everywhere.

- So what are we gonna do?

Just leave her hanging there?

- Well, we can't do that either,

food inspector comes in a month.

- Let's burry her.

- Now, no time.

- How about we burn her?

- Nope, that'll leave evidence.

- Well then fuck that, let's just grind her up

and sell her over the counter as ground beef.

(both laughs)

Wait, you ain't laughing!

- You might just have an idea there.

Why don't you help me grind her?

(motor roaring)

- Oh, hey sheriff.

- Seem to be a little jumpy this morning, Jeb.

- Oh, I'm just tired.

I've been putting up this meat from my distributor.

- Looks meaty, smells delicious.

I think I'll have some.

- Well, is that all you want for today?

- Put up a rush there.

- I'm busy, busy.

I got all this meat to put up before it spoil.

- All right, just go ahead and add it to my-

- Account.

I got it.

Yeah, will do.

- Have you seen Miss Lucy?

(apprehensive music)

- I saw her a couple days ago.

- She was supposed to meet me for breakfast

this morning down at the diner,

but she never showed up.

- [Jeb] Well, you know how Miss Lucy is,

she always going on a wild goose chasing, some adventure.

I'm sure she'll be there.

- Well, if you see her,

you tell her I'll be waiting for her tomorrow morning.

- [Jeb] I will do.

- All right, thank you.

- Alrighty.

(apprehensive music)

- Jeb!

- Oh, howdy Wilma?

Back in town for the winter?

- You know me,

these old bones can't handle no more snowstorms.

Been coming down here since I was a kid with my parents.

- Yeah, I know.

So what can I do for you today?

- I want some ground for my meatloaf.

Always looking for something unique.

- Well, got this new ground from my distributor.

Little pricier than normal.

(apprehensive music)

- You tried it?

- Nope.

I have not had a chance.

It just came in last night.

- I'll have to try it.

Three pounds.

French, huh?

- Yep.

So you wanna start a weekly account as usual?

- That works?

I will try this in my meatloaf tonight,

I will let you know how it is.

- I'm sure you will.

(Jeb laughs) - Have a good day.

- Back at you.

(apprehensive music)

(plane engine roars)

(car door slams)

- Hey, Jackson.

- Jesus, Billy, is this fourth or fifth deer this season?

- I don't know, I'm too busy to keep track.

Can you fix the damn thing or not?

- Deer, was it a ginger?

- It was dark.

Can you fix it?

- Yeah, go ahead, we'll replace the grill,

clean it up and pull it in the shop.

- You're an (indistinct).

(car door slams)

(car engine revving)

♪ Can you testify ♪ (car door slams)

♪ About what it's like to be ♪

- Hang on a second.

Freddie.

- Yeah.

- [Jackson] You got another one.

- What is this, like the third time this month?

- [Billy] Dude, bite me.

Can you fix it or not?

- Coulda at least clean it, you bastard?

- [Billy] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, I'll get right on it, tomorrow.

- Hey Jackson, how about a loaner?

I need a ride.

- Here, try not to hit anything with it, Billy.

- Yeah, man, it's a junker.

- I don't care.

- Arg, such an apple!

- And no drinking and doping neither.

- What the fuck, ever.

Hey, things keep going the way they're going,

I'm gonna need this old son of a bitch.

(car door slams)

- This is what kept you up late, baby?

French ground beef?

- Yeah, honey.

I'm sorry I missed breakfast.

But you know, you better get you some before it runs out.

- I'll take some of that specialty beef.

- I'll be right with you.

- Well, how many pounds do you think I would like?

- Well, it all depends on how many pounds you can take.

I mean eat. (Jeb laughs)

- Well, I don't wanna ruin my girl-

- Can we get some help over here?

- I'll take two pounds.

How much?

- $50.

- For ground beef?

- It's a real beauty.

- Well, if it tastes like shit, you gotta refund me.

- Excuse me, missy.

- Now then, where were we?

- [Jeb] You wanted to try my special beef.

- Well, thank you.

I'll take two pounds, please.

(indistinct)

- How much?

- [Jeb] Oh baby, it's on the house.

- You wanna show up for dinner tonight?

- Oh, sweetie, I'd love to, but I'm just busy.

You know?

Busy, busy.

- Okay.

- I'll talk to you later.

Now, what did you want?

- [Andy] Give me some of the specialty beef.

Let's get out.

- Hardy's Used Car Sails.

Push it, pull it or tow it in, or out.

(dramatic upbeat music)

Hey, Sheba.

- Hey.

- Where's Caleb?

- Oh, you know Caleb,

he's either working or chugging up on (indistinct).

- Yeah.

Hey, is there something I can do for you?

- Yeah, I'm looking for an SUV.

- I got the 99 right there.

(upbeat music)

- Does it work?

- Well, (indistinct).

Uh-uh.

- (chuckles) Forget about it.

I'll see you later.

♪ You just look at me and say ♪

- Look, you know what Jackson?

For all the shit you put me through,

that don't look half bad.

- Yeah, yeah.

Just get over to my sister on Friday and mow the lawn.

- All right, just give me the keys to the damn thing.

- Don't forget, she's gonna be home that day,

so let her know that you're there.

- Well, I would think when she heard the lawn mower,

she'd already fucking know.

(car engine revving)

- Now, Billy's on his way over here to mow the lawn,

the lawn, not your lawn.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Now make sure he does a good job.

- Oh, I'm sure he will.

- You call me if he doesn't.

- Don't you have some cars to go sell, little brother?

- I mean it now,

I do not want that man as my brother-in-law.

(birds chirping)

- [Radio] On Day to Day Rock in the morning,

only on 92.3- - Hey Billy.

- Hey, what's up.

Hey man, don't forget when you're done with Emogene

to come on over to my place.

- No, no, I'll do that for you

for a cold one, and a hot one.

- Hell yeah.

- I'll see you in a bit.

- All right.

(car engine roaring)

- [Jeb] Billy, I need more fresh meat to grind.

Billy.

- I ain't doing it.

There ain't no way, Jeb.

There ain't no way, Lucy was an accident.

- [Jeb] I'm telling you,

I even raised the price three times.

It's selling like crazy.

- I ain't doing it, goddamn it.

- [Jeb] I need more meat to grind, Billy.

(mower engine revving)

- Billy, you missed a spot over here.

(Billy gagging)

(mower revving)

- Shit!

(blood squelching)

Shit!

Son of a bitch!

(tense music)

(indistinct)

(blood squelching)

(mower revving)

- Bedford Chancy.

- Hi sheriff, Caleb here.

I'm over here at Lucy's and there's still no sign of her.

- Well, now that is a little concerning.

- I was over at Jeb's,

and he ain't seen her for over a week.

- Hm-mm.

Now Emogene's missing.

- What was that, sheriff?

- Sorry, sorry.

I'm just talking out loud.

- Might wanna file a missing person's report.

- Yeah.

Come on into the station and I'll get the paperwork done.

- Okay.

- All right, bye now.

(car door slams)

Hello, Jackson, what seems to be the problem?

- Good morning Bedford, thank you for coming out.

Emogene didn't show up for work

at the dealership this morning.

I called, she didn't answer.

- That's not unlike her.

- It is this time of the year.

- How so?

- Tax season.

She gotta get the books in order.

- I see.

Did you take a look inside?

- I was going to, and then it occurred to me that

if something untoward happened,

I'd be destroying evidence.

- Good point.

All right, well let's open her up.

- I knocked when I got here, but she didn't answer.

(tense music)

- Everything looks fine inside here.

Nothing seems to be amiss.

- Yeah.

All right then.

- All right, let's get out of here.

- Well, nothing seemed to be amiss in there.

- Appears that way.

- You know Emogene was a shopaholic.

She probably went into the next county

to buy something new, to expose the world to.

- Yeah, you're probably right.

- I tell you what?

If she don't give you a call by tomorrow, call me.

- Yeah.

All right then.

- I'm gonna get out of your way so you can leave.

If you don't mind,

I'm gonna look around the property a little bit.

- All right.

I appreciate it, sheriff.

(gentle brooding music)

♪ Been away 10 years and so time flies so easily ♪

- Hmm, interesting.

♪ Each fun and lost of fun and each for running now ♪

♪ If she hangs around with me ♪

Damnest thing I've ever seen.

♪ 'Cause you took my first breadth away ♪

♪ You took my song better the same ♪

♪ Left with my first broken heart ♪

♪ Left with a new place to start, engineer ♪

- Howdy sheriff.

- Hi, Caleb.

Long-time no see.

- Lucy's not home.

- Apparently not.

I haven't seen her in a couple days.

- Well, she does take off from time to time on adventures.

- Yeah, she does do that.

- She'll probably be back by tomorrow.

She can't stay gone for more than a couple of days.

- I appreciate you looking out after her like you do.

How's the computer business?

- Long hours as usual, you know how that is?

- Not really.

Anyhow, you give me a jingle if she shows up, will you?

- Yeah, I'll check on her first thing

and give you a heads up.

- All right, thank you.

(crowd chattering)

- Now hold on now, there's enough for everyone.

(group chattering)

- Rumor say that you got (indistinct)

Anything like the French-

- Well, yeah, it's still a little overexposed, but yeah.

- Now, now, y'all just hold on a minute.

Hold on a minute.

- I bought five pounds!

- Now, hold on now.

We have a limited supply.

- This is why they are crazy over this shit, aren't they?

- I just dunno how we're gonna keep this up.

(group chattering)

- Now, y'all wait just a half-minute!

(group chattering)

Damn it, would you help me?

Would you help me?

- [Jeb] All right, that's it.

we're all out.

(group chattering)

- Hey there, Bedford, sir.

You're too late, man.

We're sold out.

- Jeb, I didn't come here for that.

- Oh.

- Billy!

- Shit. - Shit.

- Don't worry, I didn't come here

to give you another ticket.

- Praise Jesus.

- Is there a problem?

- I guess you can say so.

- What is it? - What is it?

- Lucy is still missing, and I just came from Emogene,

and you were just there yesterday mowing her yard, correct?

- Yes, sir, I was.

I went there and did my job, I got the hell out.

- Well, you know she was a little sweet on you.

- Yeah, and it scared a bit Jesus out of me.

- While you there, did you see anything suspicious?

- No, sir.

No, sir.

Not a thing, I mowed the grass and I hauled out.

(sheriff laughs)

- Jeb?

- Yeah.

- Kind of unusual

that you're getting some regular deliveries

of that specialty meat this week.

- No.

Why'd you say that?

- Oh, twice this week.

- Yeah, but I don't know when he is gonna show up,

or with what?

- I got to go.

- Billy, you see Emogene, you give me a ring now, you hear?

- Yeah, sure.

I'll get right on it.

- But she only comes in every couple of weeks or so.

- Yeah, right.

- Well, since you're here, I mean,

can we get you anything else?

- No, thanks, Jeb.

But I gotta get back to the station.

I have some evidence that I need to send into forensics.

- [Both] Evidence?

- Yep.

- Rakestraw, we all know my sister had the hots for you.

- Yeah, well I didn't have the hots for her.

- Yeah, well now she's missing,

and if I find out you had anything to do with it, Rakestraw,

I'ma beat you to death with that sludge hammer.

- Look, you were an asshole in high school,

you're an asshole now, and you'll always be an asshole.

Now get the fuck off my property.

- You're a sick bastard, Rakestraw.

And as soon as I find proof, I'll be back.

- Son of a bitch.

(man groaning)

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop making noise.

(hammer pounding)

(engine revving)

(bell ringing)

- What's happening here?

Frankie's opening it up late today, huh?

Wilma, did you tell everyone

that he had more specialty beef in here?

- I mighta mentioned it.

- God, we got so much beef-

(Sheriff knocking)

- [Man] Hey, why do you feel like going early?

- You know what?

I'm here on official police business,

you'll need to just back up and stay calm.

- What's all this about, Bedford?

- Sheriff, you kind of puzzle about something.

- That's USDA approved.

- Jeb, that's not what I'm talking about.

- Oh, what are you talking?

Oh, that's not how I wanna wrap with that.

I always take it off when I'm grinding meat.

- Itchy finger?

- Yeah, this thing has a bad habit of doing that.

- You know what?

It looks like I've seen that someplace before.

- Of course you have, it's right here.

- You must not keep your customers waiting.

- No, I wouldn't...

Yeah, I wouldn't want to do that.

- One more thing.

- What?

- When you see Billy,

you tell him he needs to call me.

- I can try to get him to call you,

but I doubt he's gonna wanna talk to you voluntarily.

- Well, you tell him it's kind of important,

and he needs to call me.

- All right, I'll do.

(door chimes)

All right.

One at a time, one at a time.

(phone buzzing)

- [Forensics] This is forensics,

the results will be in by Friday.

- Well, I understand the delays,

'cause your chief forensic officer is out of town.

However, the sheriff may not be so understanding.

- [Forensics] (sighs) We assure you

the results will be back by Friday.

- I'll let him know.

But I tell you, he's not gonna be happy.

- [Forensics] We apologize.

You have a nice day, detective.

- You maybe getting yourself in over your head, Bedford.

(gentle ominous music)

(Billy laughs)

(birds chirping)

(phone buzzing)

- Hi, Bedford.

Caleb calling, NASFA was gonna give you a hand

on this thing, but before I commit,

I wanted to go over a few details with you.

- Sure, go ahead.

- Lucy Ellis, hometown beauty, yeah?

- Well, truthfully the only contestant 10 years running,

missing about 12 days ago.

- No competition, huh?

Emogene Hardy, tied to that car lot fella?

- Yeah.

Jackson's older sister.

She's quite the hussy.

Something just doesn't sit right

with her disappearance last Friday.

- And now he's gone missing, right?

- Yeah.

He is kind of a sleaze.

- Oh, Hey sheriff.

How you doing?

- Hello Jackson.

So the sassy lady, huh?

- Yep.

Named her after Lucy.

She don't run, kind of like me.

- Huh?

Is that right?

You wanna sell it?

I'll give you 500 for it.

- You must be smoking that same shit as Billy.

- Nah-uh.

- Just take off to buy cars every so often,

but he's just not answering his phone.

- Well, look, how about if I come over,

we'll take a look around,

we'll start asking some questions.

Maybe if I show up, we'll get some answers.

- Worked for me.

Why?

- All right, we'll see you tomorrow.

- Well, hey there.

What can I do for you? - How are you doing today?

- Oh, I'm all right.

What can I do for you?

- Hoping to maybe trade in my old truck here,

get something a little nicer.

- This piece of shit?

I ain't buying this.

- Well, you don't got to be a dick about it.

I won't need nothing from you anyway

if you gonna act like that.

Piece of chicken.

(car door slams) (car engine revving)

Asshole.

(gentle music)

- It's getting a little eerie scary.

And this one's a little bit out there though.

I just only wrote traffic tickets in this eerie town.

- I was thinking that myself, Bedford.

- As you know Miss Ellis has yet to be located,

but I've got a bad feeling

about the disappearance of Emogene Hardy.

- Any news on the whereabouts of Jackson Hardy?

- Since the last time we spoke,

secretary said that he went outta town for an auction.

He's supposed to be back Friday.

- And he hasn't returned their calls either.

- To best of my understanding.

- Hmm.

Got a notification this morning from my county

that there's a missing person.

I'm starting to think there's a relation.

- Oh geez, I'm about to retire, I don't need this shit.

- Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

However, if they don't start showing up,

we may have a serial killer in our hands.

- Well, I'll be damned.

An honest to goodness, serial killer? (laughs)

We might just get us to Walmart. (laughs)

- You might have something there.

- Well, when are we gonna get to detecting?

- Well, and captain asked me to come back to the office,

look into a possible homicide

related to that missing person.

So I might have to get back through tomorrow.

- All right.

I'm gonna head on out.

See if I can gather any more information.

- Unrelated question.

- What is that?

- Chancy's Gulch.

Are you kidding?

- Well, yeah, my great, great, grandpapa

settled here after the civil war.

I ain't never been married, no kids.

And I'm getting too old to be spreading my seeds.

- What are the chances, Chancy?

Jane dead yet.

- Hmm.

With what's happening now, it may just kill me.

(gentle music)

(phone ringing)

♪ In the time, in the time when the sun never shine ♪

- Hearing things again.

♪ You'll hear the wind gold wind blows ♪

♪ Let the grave in the time where the sun never shine ♪

♪ Let the grave ♪

(teeth gnashing)

(gentle music)

Damp bones.

♪ My true love life and a narrow grave ♪

♪ In the pines where the sun never shine ♪

- There you go, Wilma.

- Now you've been getting

a lot of specialty ground beef lately.

- Lucky, I guess.

Next.

Oh, hey, Caleb.

How you doing?

- Just peachy, how about you?

- I'm busy.

What can I get for you today?

- Well, I like to try your special.

Wilma tells me I missed the last few batches.

- Yeah, Wilma's my best advertisement.

- Give me five pounds.

- You got it.

Ah, (indistinct) 'cause I don't know

when my distributor's gonna get me anymore and now...

By the way, that's 50 bucks.

- Pricey!

But I here it's worth it.

- Yeah.

- You have been busy lately.

- Hey honey, not really.

- I'd like some of your sausage today.

- Ooh, I'm sure you do.

- What was that?

- Oh, I mean, how much would you like?

- Well, it's just for me and for us.

A few pounds should do it.

- I will tell you the truth, I'm off of ground beef

or sausage lately.

Right here.

Relaxed though.

- You're done?

I'm in kind of a hurry.

- All right then, I better run along.

- Make your dating arrangements some other time.

- What the hell is your problem Mr.?

- I gotta get back to work.

- What the hell do you want?

- Five pounds of your special ground beef.

- All right.

Five.

Here.

Hit it out.

- You get to weigh it?

- You want it or not?

- Customer, no fucking service.

- Asshole.

- Hi.

- Hi honey.

What can I get for you?

- Five pounds of your special, please.

- Coming right up.

- Thank you.

(gentle music)

- [Wilma] How are doing, Randy?

- Fine.

The chili brownie was quite delicious.

A little bit bony, but delicious.

- I'm glad you liked it.

- Hey, not now, I don't have time for that today.

- Well, that's too bad.

- Maybe next week.

- Just like the Rakestraw boys, drop and go.

- The Rakestraw boys?

They were up here?

- Yeah.

They were up here yesterday,

they dropped off a cousin's daughter's car for a bit.

- That's funny.

I didn't see a car when I pulled up.

- They parked it around back.

- I'll see you next week.

Don't forget the chili.

I like getting quick.

- Thank you, darling.

- Jackson's car!

(eerie music)

- Jeb.

- Goddamit Billy, how many times have I told you

not to sneak up on me like that?

- What?

I just wanted to find out what you find out

about the evidence.

- I sold out.

- You sold out?

You told me you weren't gonna do that.

- It's not like I had a goddamn choice now, did I?

- Well, I guess there is that.

(door knocks)

- Wilma, we're closed.

- I wanna ask you something.

- Can't you come back tomorrow?

- I could, but I'm here now.

- All right, go ahead.

- Okay.

You know how I go out to Blind Riley's every week?

- Yeah.

Can we make this a short story?

- I was up there and I saw Jackson's car.

- Yeah, well he left it up there for his niece

for 16th birthday as a gift.

- All banged up?

- Yeah, of course he did.

He said he'll fixed it when he gets back.

- You got somebody in there?

- Wilma I got to go.

- Is that Thelma-lou?

- Wilma!

Wilma, I gotta go.

Have a nice day.

Get in the back, you moron.

I thought I told you to have a nice day.

- Sorry, Jeb, can I come on in?

Jeb, you're trying to stab me with that?

- No, I was just cleaning.

- Well, I just got off the phone

with White Johnson from Barry County.

He seems to think that the missing person from his city

might be tied to the missing folks over here.

- What exactly are you trying to say, Bedford?

- Nothing.

I just thought you might have heard something.

Seems like everyone in the town

seems to come here on a regular basis.

- Nope.

Heard nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

- Sold out, huh?

- Yeah.

My supplier says no more for the season, done.

- Interesting.

Hmm.

I tell you, you know what?

I got one more thing.

- What?

- Jackson is coming back from the auction tomorrow.

If you see him before I do,

you have him to give me a call, will you?

- Sure.

Sure.

Okay.

- Thank you very much.

- You're welcome.

- All right.

- Get back here.

- Where did you say you found this again?

- After I left Lucy's house the other day,

I stopped for gas on county road, 549.

- You found that at the gas station?

- No, up the road at piece,

there was some buzzers pecking at some meat,

so I stopped to check it out.

- Roadkill?

- Nope.

That's the odd thing.

Couldn't tell, so I took a closer look,

and that's when I found this earring in here.

(eerie music)

- It looks familiar.

I'm gonna send this over to Wyatt.

Hopefully he'll have both my answers by the end of the week.

- Both?

- Yeah.

When Emogene went missing,

I found some stuff that looks suspicious.

So I had sent that over to him.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Well, thanks for bringing that in.

I'll be sure to let you know if something else comes about.

(gentle somber music)

- Bedford, clean it all up like I said.

- Do me a favor, Caleb.

You go around this side and on the grass,

or anything you might see.

I'm gonna go around this side and take a look.

(somber music)

♪ If you had to what would you do with it ♪

You find anything over there yet, Caleb?

- No, nothing yet.

♪ Are you afraid of what is real ♪

♪ Lost my trust they making no deal ♪

♪ 'Cause he loves him ♪

- Found something.

♪ All eyes all over you ♪

What does this look like to you?

- Piece of a grill?

- Yeah, I'm thinking the same thing.

(phone siren blaring)

Bed Chancy.

- [CSI Forensic] Hello sheriff, CSI forensic.

- I know.

Showed on the caller ID.

- [CSI Forensic] Look, I spoke with the lab this morning.

They're reviewing the evidence,

and we'll have the results by tomorrow.

- That's good to know, I guess.

- [CSI Forensic] Anything else I can help you with?

- Nope.

Out here in the field tracking some possible leads.

- [CSI Forensic] Good luck.

We will have the results back to you in the am.

- Sound good.

- Did Jackson go to the auto auction this week?

- Oh, yeah.

He left on Monday, but should be back tomorrow morning.

- Did he drive his own car?

- Of course, he did.

- That is a little confusing.

- And why is that?

- Because I was up at Blind Riley's yesterday

and I saw his car parked around back.

- I wonder why he would do that.

- I thought the same thing.

Riley said the Rakestraws put it back there.

Something about a niece and a birthday.

- Not that I'm aware of.

- Hey, y'all.

- Oh, hi Thelma-lou, we are ready for your oil change.

Why didn't you call him, Barbara.

- Call who?

- Jackson?

- Something wrong?

- Well, Wilma here seems to think

there's some shenanigans going on,

involving the Rakestraws.

No, I tried to call once already

and I told Bedford that he wasn't answering.

- My sweet Jeb, you don't think he went

and did something silly?

- Go ahead and call him.

Is he picking up?

(phone ringing)

- I'm sure if Jackson's at the auction,

he's just busy.

- Stop making such a fuss.

(phone ringing)

- Riley. - Holy shit!

Caleb, you know better than scaring an old man like that.

- Hold on, Riley, didn't mean to scare you.

- Oh, just rang and rang.

Didn't even go to voicemail.

- I'm telling you something bad is going on in this town.

- I'm sure if Jackson's at the auction, he's just busy.

Don't be such an alarmist.

- Look here Missy, Lucy has been missing for over a week,

Emogene has been gone since last Friday,

and now Jackson isn't answering his phone.

- Do you honestly think my Jeb,

went and did something silly?

- [Both] No.

- I'm sure everything's fine and dany.

- Hey, what's Jackson's car doing up here?

- I didn't know it was Jackson's car.

- I thought it was a Rakestraws cousin's niece.

- Sounds a little complicated to me.

- So what brings you up here?

- Let's just say I've been doing a little investigating.

- Investigating what?

- Oh, you haven't heard.

- Heard what?

- Miss Lucy went missing over a week ago.

Several days later Emogene, Jackson's sister disappeared.

And now, and I'm not sure,

it seems like Jackson may have vanished as well.

- Well, ain't that the dangest thing?

Wilma was done gone and got me some ground beef

for some chili fictions.

- Yeah, that's good.

Yeah, that's nice.

Keep that close, just to be safe.

(gun cocks)

- I think we should all go out there

and see what's going on.

- Oh, for heaven's sakes, Wilma.

What do you think you're gonna find?

I would not be going anywhere without the sheriff.

- In over a week?

Don't you gals wanna get to the bottom of this?

- No.

(apprehensive music) - Fine.

I'll go ask him myself.

- Always been too nosy for her own good.

- (sighs) Wilma is in her own little world.

- [Billy] People been snooping around my place, Jeb.

- There's no evidence.

Don't get your panties in a word.

- [Billy] Well, you know I don't like what's going on.

I ain't going back to jail.

- You know what, if you panic,

you're gonna really set off a whole bunch of alarms.

And maybe you should have thought about that

before you brought Lucy in here.

- [Billy] Well, I panicked.

- No shit, dumb ass.

Wilma, can I help you with something?

(eerie music)

- As a matter of fact, you can.

Where's Jackson?

- I don't know.

Out of town.

- Really?

Did he drive?

- How the hell should I know?

- You wanna know what I think, Jeb.

- No, Wilma.

What do you think?

- I think that special ground beef,

that you've been selling is Lucy and Emogene and Jackson,

all grounded up.

- Now, that is totally ridiculous.

- So that I know it ain't true,

I wanna see inside your cooler.

- Okay then,

that's the only thing that's gonna settle it for you

in your mind, follow me.

(gentle somber music)

After you.

(gentle somber music)

Now, do you see any of those people

that you keep talking about?

- Yeah.

- What do you mean?

- It's new?

- What? - The ring.

- Oh, shit.

Sorry, Wilma, you gotta go.

(eerie music)

Don't just stand there.

Package her up and go grind her up on the property.

I'll be right there.

- Oh, well, great, go in damn ass.

- Oh, I'm the damn ass?

(slap slams) - Son of a bitch.

(phone rings)

- Wilma, pick up your damn phone.

(phone rings)

- Thanks for meeting me here today, Wyatt.

The way I see it,

it seems like everybody in town comes through here.

- Listen, let me do the question,

he doesn't know me.

By the way, got the results back from forensics.

Got a match on both Lucy Ellis and Emogene Hardy.

- I knew it.

(phone siren blaring)

- Excuse me.

Bedford Chancy.

- [Riley] Sheriff, Wilma is missing.

- Say what?

- [Riley] She was supposed to be back hours ago,

and she's not answering her phone.

- I had seen her at the dealership.

Maybe she needed to get her car repaired.

- [Riley] I don't know.

Taylor says there's some strange shits going on.

- Well, don't panic, Riley.

We'll take a look into this.

You take care now, bye.

Poor Riley, Wilma is his everything.

- Another one gone missing?

- Wilma Fortnoy, been paining my ass for 30 years now.

Not sure I care to find her, but given what we know now,

it ain't looking good.

- Let's go ask some questions, shall we?

- Let's do.

- Here's your coffee, Riley.

- Thank you.

- Whoa, you hurt some of your fingers lately?

- No, why do you ask?

- Though a particular reason,

there are fingernails on your table.

- This is a bone in my chili.

- Riley, it's a fingernail.

- Oh my God.

No.

Jesus, God Almighty.

There's more in my chili.

- Deep breath, Riley.

- There's more in refrigerator.

- I'm calling, Bedford.

- Oh, God.

- Gentlemen, sheriff.

- Jeb, as you know we got a problem in this here, town.

Just trying to get it handled.

- But I kind of figured something's up,

when I seen you walk in all official act.

- It's detective Johnson, Barry County.

Come here to help me figure this thing out.

- You mind if I have asked you a few questions?

- Go ahead, detective.

- No need for formalities, just call me Wyatt.

- All right, Wyatt, what can I do you for?

- Seem to be some missing folk around here lately.

- Well, you know small towns, small habits.

People come and go all the time,

and don't say nothing to nobody.

- Lucy, seemed to vanish a couple weeks back.

No one knows where she's at.

- Well, Miss Lucy,

she takes off on some wild adventure every couple weeks.

And just about the time we start to pack,

she shows right back up all cleaned up,

like she usually, doesn't it?

- That's right, that's true.

- Emogene, Jackson's sister

magically disappeared shortly after.

Nobody knows where she's at, not even her brother.

- Well, he don't know,

how the hell am I supposed to know?

I mean, I'm just a butcher.

- Well, Billy just mowed her yard,

somehow she vanished.

- Oh, why don't you call Billy?

- I did call Billy.

He don't know nothing about nothing.

Jeb, please, will you help us out here?

We're just trying to get to the bottom of this thing.

- It's all good, it's all good.

Look if I hear something,

I'll be sure to give you fellows a call.

All right?

- Whoa, stop.

I ain't done yet.

- Okay.

- Jackson, been missing a week.

- Well, Jackson goes out of town every two weeks

to go get more inventory for his crappy car lot.

Have you tried calling him?

- Yeah.

Can't get a hold of him.

No return call.

It just ain't like him.

- Yeah, then it ain't like him.

- One last question.

- Okay, well look guys, I got customers coming in.

I gotta get behind the counter.

- Wilma.

- Wilma?

(laughs)

Dude she is piss off now.

- Oh buddy apparently she's been missing

since this morning.

- I wouldn't quite call it missing.

Blind Riley is really upset.

- Well, let me tell you something about Wilma.

Wilma has been pissing off people in this town

for close on 30 years now.

So it would surprise me

if she got under somebody's skirt

and they finally did something to her.

You know what I mean?

- This is no laughing matter.

We have four missing persons here.

- Whoa, whoa, wait a minute, now.

I didn't mean it like that, I hope she's okay.

- What was your last encounter?

- Well, a couple days ago,

when she came in for some fresh ground for her and Riley.

- Blind Riley?

- (indistinct) Riley.

- Thanks for your time, Jeb.

- Let's go chat with Blind Riley.

- All right.

Hey, listen.

Can I get you packed?

- No, we good, we good.

We'll talk with you later.

- Okay, talk with you later.

(phone siren blaring)

Busy phone day, huh?

- Hey Caleb, what's up?

- Bedford you gotta get out to Riley's,

there's some weird shit going down.

You gotta see this.

- Well, just so happens,

detective and I are on our way out there.

- Okay, I'll see you when you get out here.

- All right, thank you.

(tense music)

- Looked at the window of Jackson's car

and saw a cell phone on the seat.

Yeah, I saw that.

Detective Johnson's out there having a look around.

(tense music)

- I'll be damned.

- What?

- A fingernail, Riley.

- I think it's time we pay them Rakestraws a visit.

- I'm gonna get my gun out of the car.

- I got my double barrel betsy.

- You ain't going nowhere, Riley.

You're blind.

You know that, right?

- But you're not leaving me here by myself.

- Guess he's got a point.

- All right.

Alrighty then, let's step outside

and see what detective Johnson has got.

- Hey, Jeb?

Don't supposed to see Wilma around?

- No, not really.

- With that brother of yours I was driving like a maniac.

- Oh, you know Billy.

He's always in the rush to go someplace.

Seriously you need to leave,

I got a lot of cleaning up to do around here.

- Well, Wilma seems to think

you might have something to do with

Miss Lucy and Emogene disappearance.

- Wilma, town's busy body.

Not no more.

- What was that?

- Oh honey, I just said, I got a lot.

Oh, Jeb, (gasps) is that blood on your neck?

- Oh yeah.

I cut off my fingers.

And I'm just cleaning that up, yeah.

- Ensuring you walk to.

(both chuckling)

- Grab that, okay?

- You need to (indistinct).

- It's chilly in here.

- Sure is.

(woman screaming)

They're looking at me.

- No, baby, it's just sheep's eyeball.

It's just the sheep's eyeball.

You know what Billy loves to pickle and all.

(woman screaming)

Oh my God.

Oh honey, don't worry.

It's just sheep's blood.

It will be okay.

It's all right.

It's just sheep blood.

Gonna wash hand, right now, honey.

I promise you.

I'll tell you what?

Why don't you go clean up and I'll get a couple steak.

You meet me up at Billy's about nine o'clock,

and I'll make us nice barbecue, okay?

- Okay.

- All right, baby.

You could run a long now.

(axe thuds)

(Billy laughing)

- Good bye, little Wilma.

(eerie music)

- Jeb, I need you up here

to help me put them parts in the shredder.

- Billy, you need to finish chopping up Wilma,

and go bury her on the property.

- [Billy] Are you crazy?

We need to sell this shit off.

- We can't do that this time, Billy, Thelma-lou is there.

I think the jig is up.

- [Billy] What do you mean the jig is up?

- I think they know.

Look, Thelma-lou is coming up to the property

at nine o'clock.

I'm bringing up a couple steak, we're gonna have a barbecue.

You need to get rid of Wilma.

- [Billy] Goddamit, Jeb.

What the hell are you thinking bringing her off here?

- Billy, I'm trying to make her think everything is okay.

- [Billy] Yeah.

And what if she doesn't ride on it?

- Really?

She's about as dumb as you are.

- [Billy] (laughs) Oh yeah.

I see you're fine.

- All right.

Now look, you got a couple hours.

You need to finish chopping her up,

bury her on the property and get yourself cleaned up.

- [Billy] All right.

- All right, bye.

Oh, geez.

(car engine purring) (upbeat music)

- All right, Riley, watch your step.

Let's get you in there and get that seatbelt fastened.

(tense music)

- Is that really a good idea?

- He'll never get out of the truck.

- I'll keep close.

- Okay.

(car door slams)

- Well, fellas may not look like (indistinct)

but we get a job to do.

Time to hunt some bear.

- Let's do this.

(gentle ominous music)

- [Billy] At one time I wanted a piece of you,

now I got all your pieces.

(radio buzzing)

(gentle ominous music)

(Thelma screams)

(glass spatters)

(eerie music)

- Jeb, Jeb, is that you?

(Thelma screaming)

- [Billy] Thelma!

(Thelma screaming)

Thelma!

(Thelma screaming)

Thelma!

(Thelma sobbing)

Thelma!

You are only making it hard on yourself.

(Thelma sobbing)

Thelma!

Come out, come out wherever you are.

(eerie music)

Thelma!

Come out, come out wherever you are.

(eerie music)

(body thuds)

(Thelma screaming)

Thelma!

Oh, Thelma! (Thelma screaming)

Come on, Thelma.

(Thelma screaming)

- What the hell's going on?

- I'm so glad it's you, Jeb.

It's Billy.

He is got an axe, he is trying to kill me.

- No, it can't be Billy.

Billy knows you're my girl, he would not do that.

- There's a body in the woods.

- A body?

Oh for goodness.

Come on, let's get to the bar.

(Thelma sobbing)

- Thelma-lou, I was just kidding.

You know, it's safe to come on out.

If you don't come out,

I'm gonna huff and buff and chop my way in.

- [Jeb] Billy!

- Jeb.

Thank God, is Thelma-lou in there with you?

- [Jeb] Of course, she's in here with me, you dumb ass.

I mean she says you are out crazy and shit.

- I ain't crazy.

Now open up the door, you know we got business to tend to.

- [Jeb] I don't know what the hell kind of business

you're talking about.

You just need to calm the fuck down.

- Jeb, what are you going on about?

You know what I'm talking about.

Now open the door, we got business.

- [Jeb] Listen, Billy,

we ain't coming out until you calm down.

- Son of a bitch, open the goddamn door.

(siren blaring)

- Billy, there's no need for any more killing.

- One for Jackson.

- Now put your hands up and turn and face the wall.

- One for Lucy.

- Billy drop the axe.

- [Billy] I ain't going to jail.

- Let me kill him, Bedford.

- Are you clowns crazy?

- Riley, hold that trigger finger

and point that thing in the right direction.

- Look, the old ranger in the blind scout.

- [Jeb] He killed grandma.

- You son of a bitch.

- Billy, do what detective Johnson tells you.

- Go to hell.

One for Emogene.

- I need to get inside that building.

- Ain't gonna happen.

He's got the door blocked.

- Don't see an easy way out of this one.

- Look, the blind leading the blind.

- Riley, no.

- You bustard, you killed my Wilma.

(gun fires)

- [Caleb] Shit, Riley!

- I don't think I'm gonna be talking

many more lawns, Jeb.

- Detective Johnson. - Thank you, right Riley.

- [Sheriff] We need an ambulance.

- [Lady] We have a 1052 shotgun wound to the chest.

- [Man] Ambulance en-route.

- [Lady] Roger.

- Why you cuffing him?

He saved my life.

He is an accessory to a crime, he's going to do some time.

- No.

- Don't worry, I'll speak up for him.

- He won't be very long.

- You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say

can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney,

one will be appointed...

(machine trilling)

- What the hell am I supposed to do now?

- I don't give a shit.

- Really?

- You got off easy Rakestraw.

If it were up to me, you'd be a dead man.

- Got 11 crocked judges.

Say, where'd you get picked up out here now.

- That way.

- Great.

(gentle music)

- Now you see, Billy,

this is where they took out that chunk of trapping

on your brain from your accident.

So your brain's gonna be a little fuzzy,

your memory might not come back right away,

but it will come back to you eventually.

I sure do like that doll a lot.

- Yeah, I do.

That's my Miss Lucy.

- Miss Lucy, huh?

- I love my Miss Lucy.

- At least you're taking care of her, I guess.

Gives you something to do while you're in here.

You'll get better though.

- You think?

Jim Bob Schwarzenegger.

- Oh, my name tag.

We don't talk about that much.

Mama used to clean houses for old Arnold back in the day,

but we don't...

Let's change the subject.

Let's talk about Miss Lucy some more, okay?

- Oh, I love Miss Lucy.

Do you wanna see Miss Lucy?

- Oh, I don't know.

How long you had this thing...

And what's that smell?

(gentle uplifting music)

- Hey baby.

- [Thelma] Hey baby.

- Thanks for picking me up.

- Always thought you was (indistinct).

- Yeah.

- What are you gonna do now that you are out?

- The only thing I know how baby, butchering.

(both laughs)

(eerie music)

(tire screeching)

- [Billy] Shit!

(man sighs)

- Hey baby, let me take a look.

- All right.

Here it comes.

Surprise!

- Sexy as always.

(kiss smooching)

- You know, baby,

we can't let that body sit in that freezer too much longer.

You know it's been there three weeks.

- I know, but what are we gonna do with it?

- Well, the way I figured,

we go on the road and get us a Roach coach.

And Billy, we have to get Billy out the center county.

- Whatever you want, sexy.

- I figured you'd go along over there.

Let's go kiss Billy.

(both laughing)

- Whoa!

What you got there, Billy Ray?

- I got some shiny shit.

- Oh, they gave you a coin, did they?

I guess you can't cause too much damage with that.

No, don't put it in your mouth.

It going to break a tooth.

I got some good news for you.

- You got news for me?

- That's right.

You know your brother Jeb got out of jail not too long ago.

- Jeb, Jeb, he's my brother?

- That's right.

That's right.

He's thinking about redoing the business,

taking it on the road.

He's gonna need your help.

Oh yes.

- Jeb's (laughs) gonna need my help?

- That's right.

- Did you hear that, Miss Lucy?

Jeb's gonna need my help.

Son of a bitch.

- Oh man.

This is gonna be bad, but we're gonna get you outta here.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Oh, yeah.

(gentle somber music)

♪ In down to a place I used to call my home ♪

♪ Friends are gone ♪

♪ They knew the way they must have traveled on ♪

♪ Trees to green no shoes to blue ♪

♪ I must have lost my head ♪

♪ When I stepped into that bar ♪

♪ Stepped in hell again ♪

♪ Blue has been the seven bright (indistinct) ♪

♪ Skies are bright the beach is white ♪

♪ I knew no other way ♪

♪ Air was blowing amuse my all ♪

♪ I must have lost my head ♪

♪ At the age of seventeen ♪

- How long you had this thing...

What is that smell?

(both laughing) Sorry.

♪ Left with my first broken heart ♪

♪ Left with a new place to start ♪

♪ Engineer ♪

♪ Been away 10 years and so time flies so easily ♪

♪ Lies were good but winds to go that's waiting out for me ♪

♪ Each fun and lost of fun and each for running now ♪

♪ If she hangs around with me gonna matter any how ♪

♪ 'Cause you took my first breadth away ♪

♪ You took my song better the same ♪

♪ Left with my first broken heart ♪

♪ Left with my new place to start, engineer ♪

(upbeat music)