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(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

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(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(CASH BOX CLACKING)

Who are you?

Why are you in our house?

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Shh.

It's a dream.

Hmm, go to bed.

VINCENT: Dad, Dad?

What is it so...

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, no.

No, please, no.

Please no, please.

Oh, my God, no.

No, please.

They've took everything, Vinnie.

Everything.

We're ruined!

Ruined!
(CASH BOX CLANKING)

(ALVIN CRYING)

(HAND BANGING ON DESK)

(VINCENT CRYING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(GUN FIRING)
(BODY THUDDING ON FLOOR)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(SHELL CLATTERING)

(SHOTGUN CLACKING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

VINCENT: Daddy,
daddy, come see.

We think we saw a bear.
(SHOTGUN FIRING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)
(SHOTGUN CLACKING ON FLOOR)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

That's the last photo
we took of Kimberly

before she disappeared.

She's such a wonderful girl.

She loves to write, paint.

And steal.

The stealing never
did stop, did it, Sam?

No, it didn't, Father,

and I blame myself.

I should have been stronger.

Less of a friend,
more of a father.

Don't be too hard
on yourself, Sam.

It's not your fault.

She was an addict and a thief.

But she's my baby girl.

Love her despite her flaws.

So, you haven't seen
my Kimberly, Father?

I have not seen
your little girl, Sam.

You absolutely
certain of that?

Yes, I am.

Well the reason I ask,
Father, is that Father Taylor,

you know Father
Taylor, don't ya?

Since we were children.

That's what I thought.

He told me that she was
on her way to see you.

She was always
comfortable discussing

her ongoing issues with you.

Oh, I'm very pleased to
hear that she felt that way.

I really am, but she never
made it to Safehaven.

You know, Father,

that's the damnedest
thing of all

because my little girl
did make it Safehaven.

She sent us this memento.

"Missing you both, Love, K."

That's how Kimberly signed off,

and it was sent from
Safehaven, Mississippi.

That's where you boys
are from, isn't it?

It is our base.

That's what they tell me.

And it seems you were there
when my daughter was there.

Now, I don't have
a lot of money,

but I'll go hire a
private investigator.

I can't see any other
way to find out where my.

(GUN FIRING)
(BLOOD SPURTING)

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(BODY THUDDING ON FLOOR)
(SHELL CLINKING OF FLOOR)

Why?

Oh, no, what was that?

(GUN FIRING)
(DISHES CLANKING)

- (DISHES SMASHING)
- God, fuck, man!

What is wrong with you?

We have to go.

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Vincent, now!

(FAN FLAPPING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

Come on, we gotta get
you out of this place.

They're dead, come on.

Vincent, now!

Vincent, we have to go.

Come on, go.

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(RATCHET CLATTERING)

(TOOLS CLACKING)

MICHAEL: Good mornin'.

Is it?

Did you take care
of our problem?

I'm patchin' it up again.

Alright, but she's not gonna
hold together too much longer.

We still need to
get a new engine.

Nope, what we need is a
more confident mechanic.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

How long since
your last confession?

I was here last week, Father.

You don't remember?

No, we don't keep score.

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Carry on.

What are you sins?

Perversion, Father.

Lustin' after my neighbor.

How many times?

Too many to count.

Does she know of your lust?

No, no, Father, it, it's a he.

That's what makes
it so terrible.

Let the Lord be
the judge of that.

Does he know of your intentions?

No, Father, I, I put a
spy cam up in his house.

Oh, well, that's worse
than the first part.

You think so?

You'll burn for it
without absolution.

I'm sorry, Father.

Is there anything
else you wanna add?

Please tell me you purchased
the spy cam at least?

Oh, oh, I did, Father, online.

I used a coupon, got 35% off.

Oh, oh that works
in your favor.

Well, very well.

- For these sins...
- All the other ones,

I forgot, Father,
but I am truly sorry.

Do you realize
what you're doing

is an invasion of
another man's privacy?

I want you to examine
your conscience

before such behavior again.

Yes, Father.

For penance, 12 Hail
Marys, six Our Fathers,

and I want you to
remove the spy cam

from your neighbor's
house immediately.

What if my neighbor's
home, Father?

You were able to install it

without getting
caught, weren't you?

Yes, Father.

Go in peace.

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

You don't express
dissatisfaction

with a person by stealing
from them, ma'am.

But I feel nothing
but resentment

for my daughter's
fiance, Father.

Why do you feel
this way about him?

He's two-faced,
he has other women.

I, I never trusted him.

Look, I know this is wrong,

but I want him out of her life.

That's why you
steal from his wallet?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

I knew that money
was the only thing

that mattered to him.

Do you realize
what you're saying?

This is not the philosophy
of a Christian woman.

Your daughter made a
choice to be with this man.

If she loves him and
is committed to him

- then you must accept.
- I can't, Father.

I, I can't.

You must!

It's difficult for me, Father.

Then make a contrition.

For these sins that
I have committed,

and those that I have
forgotten, I'm sorry.

(SIGHING) That
was half-hearted.

Allow me.

Father?

Through this ministry,

may God grant you
harmony and peace.

(KNIFE STABBING)
(FLESH SQUELCHING)

I absolve you of your sins,

in the name of the Father,
Son, and The Holy Ghost.

(KNIFE SCRAPING)
(WOMAN GASPING)

(FLESH SQUELCHING)
(WOMAN GASPING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(FLESH SQUELCHING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

(MACHETE BANGING ON TABLE)

(LIMBS SLOSHING)

(BLOOD SPLASHING)

(LOCK CLACKING)

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

MARTY: This is Marty
Midnight on Beyond Midnight

from WMGO, River Radio.

We have Pariah on the line.

She's joining us this morning
from Yazoo City, Mississippi.

How's life on the
dark side, sister?

You know, it's good, Marty.

MARTY: Are you
staying out of trouble?

Trouble's much too
good to stay out of.

MARTY: What's new?

Are you still wanted
in five states?

MARY: I'm not sure.

I lost count.

MARTY: So, what do you have
to confess tonight, my dear?

You know there's
no judgment here.

MARY: Well, I dumped my man.

MARTY: Again?

MARY: Different man.

MARTY: (laughing) Of course.

Tell me more.

- I got bored.
- Whatever you are,

- man or monster.
- I didn't like his voice.

MICHAEL: Receive these
wretched souls into paradise.

I got restless, Marty.

Well, a girl's gotta do
what a girl's gotta do.

I wanted something that
no living man can give me.

MARTY: Now ya got me
really feeling inadequate.

MARY: So I killed him.

You killed him?

Is that bad?

Who am I to nail you
to a cross, my precious?

Ladies break up with us
these days by email or text.

You keep it Old
Testament, I respect that.

(MARY MOANING)

(MARY GROANING)

(MARY GROANING)

(WOMAN GASPING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(WOMAN GASPING)

Checkout's at 11.

(WOMAN CHOKING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CUSTOMERS CHATTERING)

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

- Hi, Michael.
- Hi, Ruby.

- How are you?
- I'm better now.

Ah, happy birthday.

It's your birthday, right?

Mm-hmm.

Stay right there.

I have something for you, too.

It's your birthday, not mine.

(CHUCKLING) I know, open it.

Alright.

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Let me help you.

- Oh, wow.
- Try it on.

I love it. (LAUGHING)

Yeah?

It looks good.
(HORN BLOWING)

Oh, I'm sorry,
I gotta run, okay?

I'll see ya soon.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Um, happy birthday again.

- Oh.
- Bye.

Bye.

Ah.

(SIGHING)

Ah.

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

Forgive me, Padre,
for I have sinned.

I really need forgiveness.

I took a bribe while I
was on the city council,

and I feel terrible,
I need forgiveness.

Please, forgive me.

(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE WHIRRING)

(ATMOSPHERIC ACOUSTIC GUITAR)

Wish I could do more.

I know it's not much.

Huh, it's alright.

Ah, we got plenty more
back at the tabernacle.

Hmm, your church?

Um, no, that's what
we call our house.

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Please.

Thank you.

So who's we?

My brother and I.

We live together.

That's sweet.

At the tabernacle?

Yeah.

So what's going on in there?

My brother's a priest.

He's in there hearing
confessions right now.

So you guys actually
have a church?

You're looking at it.

I'd like to meet
this brother of yours.

Hop in line.

Maybe another time.

Thanks for the chitchat.

I stole money
from an old lady.

A neighbor.

I have a drug habit.

I needed a fix.

I feel terrible about
it, but I had no choice.

And I know it's wrong.

And I'm asking you for
forgiveness, Father.

You put your needs above
that of that poor soul?

Yes, Father.

Yes, but I want
God's forgiveness.

I know what I did.

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Father?

Father, aren't you
gonna say anything?

Proverbs, chapter
10, verse two.

Treasures gained by
wickedness do not profit,

but righteousness
delivers from death.

(KNIFE STABBING)
(FLESH SQUELCHING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(BODY THUDDING ON FLOOR)

You have God's
forgiveness, my son.

May death be your salvation.

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Morning, friend.

Morning.

Sorry to intrude.

I'm looking for some fellas
that used to live here.

Ah, Michael and, ah, Vincent.

You might have known the second
fellow as Father Vincent.

Hmm, priest, huh?

I recall some talk of a couple
fellas living here once.

Never knew their names.

And how long have
you lived here, friend?

Oh, about 10 years, I reckon.

Alright, I appreciate it.

You a detective?

What did that priest fella do?

Diddle one of those altar boys?

I'm a priest myself.

Some of us still make it our
business to act like one.

God bless you, friend.

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

And he must realize his guilt

to restore what he took in full,

and add a fifth to it,

and give it him who it belong

on the day he
realizes his guilt.

If not, he shall
be put to death.

And we all work hard to
fight for our families

and prepare the table
and roof over our heads.

And these heathens,
these god-less vultures,

take from us from
God's universe,

God has graciously provided.

Now there is pity for
the sins with their blood

and the blood of their children.

Can I get an amen?

WORSHIPERS: Amen.

Zachariah, chapter
five, verse three.

Then he said to me,
this is the curse

that goes forth over the
whole face of the land.

Surely everyone who steals
shall be purged away,

I will make you go forth
declares the Lord of hosts.

(FEEDBACK SHRILLING)
(WORSHIPERS GASPING)

We will, we will enter
the house of thieves,

and we will stain that house,

and we will consume it
with timber and stones.

(FEEDBACK SHRILLING)
(WORSHIPERS GASPING)

WOMAN: My goodness.

Folks, folks,
please, I'm sorry.

Folks, please, please.

(FEEDBACK SHRILLING)

Please, folks, stay.

Please.

What is wrong with you,
you incompetent idiot?

I thought you had
the sound fixed.

I checked it
earlier, it was fine.

VINCENT: Oh,
yeah, clearly not.

I, I'm sorry, shit happens.

Oh, little good
that does us now.

You really are an
ungrateful prick, aren't you?

(HAND WHACKING AGAINST FACE)

Get out my face.

Your presence is
offensive to me.

(FEEDBACK SHRILLING)
(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Here you go, Mike.

It's the last piece.

Oh, yeah, I didn't
order any pie, Ruby.

I know, I thought
you'd like it.

I know it's your favorite.

Oh, that's sweet, thank you.

So, what happened
to your face?

Did you fall down?

Yeah, yeah,
something like that.

Michael's always
been a bit clumsy.

Do you want me to
get some ice for ya?

No, thanks, I'll deal
with it when we go home.

You are going to
put this piece of pie

on our check, aren't you?

No, it's on the house.

So, you own this restaurant?

No, I just work here.

Then you don't own
this piece of pie.

You're stealing
something you don't own

and you're giving it to Michael.

Uh, oh, you boys are regulars.

I never really thought
about it like that.

Well maybe you should
because that's the way it is.

(RUBY SIGHING)

Say, why don't you come
by the van tomorrow

for a confession,

and I can clarify the
morality of your sins.

No, she doesn't have
anything to confess.

Are you Catholic, Ruby?

Ah, I'm lapsed.

I haven't been to
a church in years.

Well, that's okay.

Once a Catholic,
always a Catholic.

Right, Brother?

I'm not so sure about that.

Hmm, you're not
so sure, are you?

Why would you be?

Ruby's a good girl.

She doesn't have anything
to confess, so drop it.

Nobody's good child.

Not in the bones.

It is something that we try on
like a coat that never fits.

Now, put this piece
of pie on our check

and when you're
ready to come see me,

confession is your
road to redemption.

Thank you, Father.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Pass her and pull over.

Leave her alone, Vincent.

Take it out on me instead.

Take what out on you?

There's a soul out
there, I'm gonna save it.

I bet your are.

Just pull over.

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Hot enough for you?

Um, yeah, it's
plenty hot enough

but it's the wind
that will kill you.

Yeah, so, what happened?

Um, sprocket teeth stripped.

I tried to call for help,

but there's no service out here.

Yeah, it's hit or miss.

So, um, can we give you a ride?

Ah, I don't know.

I don't make a habit of
riding with strangers.

That's smart.

Well, that's a sound policy,

but I'm a man of the cloth.

You are a real priest?

As real as the air is fresh.

Spreading hope and absolution

to fellow travelers of the road.

Are you Catholic?

Ah, my parents are.

I haven't been to
church in a long time.

Have you ever done confession?

A few times when
I was younger.

Huh, well I'll tell you what,

We'll give you a ride into
town for a confession.

Deal?

Ah, what would I have to do?

Just step into
the confessional,

I'll talk you through it.

What about my bike?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Now please begin by
telling me your sins.

Just be honest and
confess them all.

The Lord is ready
to forgive you.

Wait, isn't there something
I'm supposed to say first?

(SIGHING) Normally, yes,
but I'm not so formal.

Just describe your sins, please.

Ah, okay, um,

well, I drink too much, and, ah,

I smoke weed.

Uh-huh, now please continue.

My grandma died last year.

I didn't go to the funeral.

I lied to my mom and told
her my car broke down.

Uh-huh, ah, go on my child.

Is that it?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Well?

I, I stole money
from my sister

so I could go on this trip.

We never got an so well,

so I don't really feel
that bad about it.

I guess that's the worst stuff.

You think it's
okay to steal money?

Especially from your
own flesh and blood?

No, I don't think it's good.

She's a bitch.

The seventh commandment
says, though shall not steal.

Proverb, chapter 10, verse 2.

Treasures gained by
wickedness do not profit,

but righteousness
delivers from death.

Okay, I, I, I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Lying lips are an
abomination to the Lord!

Can we, can we stop the van?

I don't wanna, I don't
wanna do this anymore.

I, I wanna get out.

Death is your
salvation, sweetheart.

(KNIFE STABBING)
(FLESH SQUELCHING)

(BLOOD SPURTING)
(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Vincent?

Vincent?

What do I do?

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Good morning, Michael.

MICHAEL: Hey, Sheriff.

How goes it?

Ah, I'm doing real good.

Real good.

Did I do something wrong?

I don't know, did ya?

Nah, I'm just kiddin' ya.

No, you didn't do
anything wrong,

but I need to speak to
you and your brother.

Is he in the back?

Yes, sir.

Good morning, Sheriff.

What can we do for
you this fine morning?

Hello, Father, how are you?

I'm blessed.

So why did you pull us over?

Michael driving too slow again?

No, (CHUCKLING) no, no,
he's driving just fine.

No, but I need to
talk to you boys.

There's been another
disappearance.

Another girl.

Oh.

She was up here
about a week ago.

Around 20 years
old, blonde, pretty.

Riding a purple bicycle.

Ah, here.

Take a look.

Oh, well, they all kinda
look a lot alike around here.

Have you seen her?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

They all look the same
to me, I'm, I'm sorry.

Well, alright, but if you
boys see anything suspicious,

you'll let me know, right?

Absolutely.

Nothing more suspicious than us.

Around these parts is all.

I reckon you're right,

but keep an eye
out for me, okay?

You still got my number?

Yes, sir.

Alright, then.

Now say, since I'm here and all,

you boys mind if I take
a quick look in the back?

Strictly routine.

Ah, no, go, go ahead.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Hot damn, I should've known.

Nothin' in there
but the Holy Spirit.

You got that right.

Ah, Sheriff, while you're here,

wanna do a confessional?

You don't have enough time

to hear all my sins, Vincent.

Besides, I'm not Catholic.

Well, I won't hold
that against you.

If you change your mind.

Alright, you boys be
safe out there, okay?

There's a lot of nut
bags on these roads.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

I could go for a drink.

Me too.

Great, why don't you go
whip us up both one then.

(DRAMATIC PIANO MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

I thought you might
enjoy a little bit of,

what the hell are you doing?

For Heaven's sakes, Michael.

I thought you were
getting the drinks.

Yeah, and I thought you
were done doing that shit.

What are you talking about?

Don't pretend like
this is the first time

you've done this to
one of these girls.

What's your problem, Michael?

Are you seeing things again?

Is your imagination
running wild?

What?

I mean, the nerve
of these accusations.

What the hell are
you talking about?

I just saw you with your
hand up inside of her.

I don't think I can
trust you anymore, Brother.

You used to have my back
and now I'm not so sure.

Look, I don't ask much of you.

Just to help me set up each day,

do the collections,
keep the van running,

and you can't even
do that right.

You're unbelievable.

How is it my fault that you
don't wanna fix the engine?

Okay, you're the tight ass

who won't put any money into it.

We have plenty of money.

It's not our money.

Until we recover every single
dollar that was stolen,

Dad won't rest in peace.

And maybe then he'll forgive me.

Forgive you, it wasn't
your goddamn fault.

You were a fucking kid.

It was my fault.

Look, I was weak.

I should have done something.

This has been the same
fucking song for 20 years.

Get over it.

Don't ever fucking
every touch me again.

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(ORGANS PLOPPING)

(BLOOD SPLASHING)
(FLESH PLOPPING)

You know, it wouldn't hurt

to put some money
into the van, Vincent.

This piece of crap
is going to hell.

It wouldn't if it
was our money, Brother.

(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE WHIRRING)

Cancer took my wife
Gertrude four years ago,

but that was after she suffered

through two years of it
eatin' up her insides.

Gertrude was a good
bit younger than me

and well, we had a
pretty healthy sex life.

But the cancer, it
was ovarian cancer.

It just plain put
a stop to the sex.

I did okay for awhile but hell,

it gets, it gets
downright lonely on a farm

20 miles from town.

And well, I get the urge
to wet my wick, you know?

Well, I guess you don't
know 'cause you're a priest

but anyway, what's a
perfectly healthy man

with, with perfectly
natural urges

supposed to do when the only
living female is, is a goat.

Hello again.

What happened?

Wife take a poke at ya?

Oh, I'm not married.

You got a lady?

(ATMOSPHERIC GUITAR MUSIC)

Yeah, thank you, ma'am.

I'm not anybody's ma'am.

The name's Mary Francis.

Is your brother in?

Ah, he's in
there saving souls.

I, I tried to deny
my feelings for her.

I named her Gertrude
after my wife, you know?

But to be honest, in the dark,

it ain't all that different.

Father, you think God'll
forgive me for this?

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Ah, all yours.

Hey, wait one second.

Just don't confess to
stealing anything, okay?

What?

Just trust me.

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

How long's it been since
your last confession, child?

I don't know.

Maybe two years.

Now state your sins, please.

I swear sometimes.

I think about sex a lot.

How often do you do this?

Whenever I meet
someone I fancy.

(CHUCKLING) That's
a lot of someones.

I see.

Is there anything else?

Father, I think what
you're doing here is amazing.

Is there anyway I can
be part of your crusade?

What are you talking about?

Do you need an assistant?

Someone to help you?

I'm pretty handy.

I have my brother and he's,

he's more than adequate.

Sorry.

I just thought I'd offer.

I feel, I don't know what it is.

A calling.

I appreciate the offer.

For you sins, three Our
Fathers and three Hail Marys.

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Do you want change for this?

MARY: Keep it.

Did you give your
brother the money back?

No, Father, he
doesn't deserve it.

It, it wasn't his money
in the first place.

Of course it was his money.

What you did was stealing.

You took something that
didn't belong to you.

MAN: I don't know
about that, Father.

He didn't.

Sinner!

Are you, what are you crazy?

(DOOR BANGING)

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

MICHAEL: Jesus.

What the hell are you
doing? Get after him.

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(GUN FIRING)
(MAN GASPING)

(FOOT THUDDING AGAINST FACE)
(MARY GRUNTING)

I knew you boys
needed an assistant.

(GUN FIRING)
(BLOOD SPURTING)

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

I cook, too.

(MACHETE BANGING ON TABLE)
(HAND THUDDING IN BARREL)

MICHAEL: She
shouldn't be in here.

She saved our butts,

which is more than
I can say for you.

Oh, well maybe if you
stopped killing people.

Don't say something
you'll regret.

Fine.

Excuse me.

Why the hands, Father?

The hands of a thief
are offensive to God.

Doesn't sin start
with the head, Father?

The hands are the tool
of the unrepentant sinner.

I'll hold him steady.

I hope you won't cut
off my hands, Father.

Don't give me a reason to.

(MACHETE BANGING ON TABLE)

(HAND PLOPPING IN BARREL)

God bless.

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(ALVIN GROANING)

(LIMBS PLOPPING)
(BLOOD SPLASHING)

(ALVIN GROANING)

(ALVIN SNARLING)

Here you go.

You can stay here until we
figure something else out.

Ah, it's late so
we'll talk tomorrow.

Goodnight, God bless.

Goodnight, Vincent.

Goodnight, Michael.

(ALVIN GROANING)

(FLESH TEARING)

(ALVIN GROANING)

(ALVIN GROWLING)

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(ALVIN GROANING)

(ATMOSPHERIC CHORAL MUSIC)

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

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(ALVIN GROANING)

MARTY: And
Pariah is joining us

from Safehaven, Mississippi.

What's up ghoul friend?

I've missed ya.

Not a lot I can
talk about, Marty.

What, you're not gonna
start holdin' out on me now?

I mean, give something
to chew on, girl.

I am starvin' here.

Well, since you
put it like that,

I did find religion.

(CHUCKLING) Babe, no,
no, no, say it ain't so?

MARY: It's not
what you think, Marty.

It's kind of a kick, actually.

MARTY: Really,
oh, okay, alright.

I'll give ya the
benefit of the doubt.

How did you find religion?

Perhaps it's more
accurate to say

that religion found me.

(LAUGHING) Oh, boy.

You're a bad, bad,
bad girl, Pariah.

MARY: I try to
be good, Marty,

but being good is
just so tedious.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(LOCK CLACKING)

(LOCK CLACKING)

(FOOTSTEPS TAPPING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hello, Vincent.

Been a long time.

VINCENT: Hello, Father.

What a surprise.

You gonna invite me in?

The old place doesn't
look the same.

VINCENT: None
of us do, Father.

Michael, how are ya, son?

Hangin' in there, Father?

Missed you.

Missed you both.

It's been too long.

So, Father, what do you want?

I know you didn't come all
this way just to chitchat.

Alright then, I'll come
straight to the point.

The Archbishop is unhappy
with your activities up here.

He knows what you're
up to, Vincent.

He's prepared to take
action if necessary

to stop you from claiming to
be associated with the church.

Is that so?

I'm afraid it is.

I came here to warn you.

You're warning me?

You're damn right, Vincent.

You've been ex-communicated
from the church.

You wouldn't follow
the rules then,

you're not following them now.

To hell with your
church's rules.

I have my own church
now, my own rules.

That's fine,
Vincent, that's fine,

but you can't call it Catholic,

and you can't take confession.

I can do whatever the
hell I damn well please.

This is still America
the last time I looked.

Perhaps you should look again.

I'm sorry to hear
that's your position.

I hope you'll reconsider.

Take a week and think about it.

I won't say anything
to the archdiocese

until I hear from you.

Here's my number.

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

I'm sorry, young lady,

we haven't been introduced.

I'm Mary Francis.

Good to me you, Mary.

Are you a member of
Vincent's church?

Thanks for
stopping by, Father.

Look, Vincent, I apologize

if my dropping in unannounced
like this has upset you.

That wasn't my intention,

but I needed to talk to
you about a couple things.

Well, I'm not
stopping my ministry.

What else do you
wanna talk about?

Do you remember Sam Olfield
and his daughter, Kimberly?

Yeah, they were parishioners
of mine for 10 years.

Kimberly was a teenage then,

and I helped her
with some issues.

She's still struggling
with those issues

and came to see me recently.

She talked about you and how
you helped her back then,

and how comfortable she
felt in talking to you.

She said she wanted to
find you and speak to you.

Well, she never found me.

I see.

Unfortunately,
Kimberly's missing now,

and Sam and his wife were
murdered two weeks ago.

(GUN FIRING)
(BLOOD SPURTING)

(GUN FIRING)
(DISHES CLACKING)

(DISHES SMASHING)

Oh, well, oh my God.

I, I'm really
sorry to hear that.

Yeah, we all were.

Sam was one of the good guys.

Yeah.

Alright, then, good to
see you two boys again.

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

What's going on, Vincent?

You got some kind of
animal back there?

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

Something like that.

Think about what we
discussed, Vincent.

Call me.

MICHAEL: Father
Taylor's right, Vincent.

He was a good guy.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Say what, Michael?

It was wrong, I
told you it was wrong.

You shouldn't have killed them.

They were good people.

You shouldn't have
killed anybody.

You're not God.

Shut up, Michael.

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

What are you saying, Michael?

That Vincent.
(GUN FIRING)

(GUN FIRING)

I had no choice, Vincent.

I should shoot you
too, you fucking Judas.

Save it.

We have work to do.

What are you doing?

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(BODY SCRAPING ON FLOOR)

(JOE COUGHING)

Vincent, Vincent,
you can't do this.

He didn't even do anything, man.

(GASPING) Jesus.

He's still alive.

(GUN FIRING)
(MICHAEL GASPING)

- What?
- Problem solved.

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

(LATCH CREAKING)

No, damn it.

Ah, damn it.

You, you cannot do this.

Fuck.

(BODY THUDDING ON FLOOR)

(LATCH BANGING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE WHIRRING)

(PHONE RINGING)

RUBY: Hey, you called Ruby,

but I can't answer
so leave a message.

(VOICEMAIL BEEPING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(CHAIR SCRAPING ON FLOOR)

(SIGHING) Are you alright?

With what?

Murdering the guy that saved
our lives when we were kids?

He left us no choice.

Us?

So she's making your
moral decisions now?

What do you expect?

You betrayed us both.

You realize we're all in
this together, don't you?

One of us slips, we all go down.

I don't care anymore.

Well you should.

Whatever your earthly
objectives are,

what we're doing here
is God's work, Brother.

It's our mission.

It's your mission.

I'm just here to
clean up your mess.

Oh, you lack faith.

That's why you're losing focus.

Look, I could have done
none of this without you.

We're a team.

God will reward us both.

(LAUGHING) You really
believe that, don't you?

He told me so.

I wonder why I
didn't get that call?

Well, after tonight's
shenanigans, Brother,

I need to know that
you can be trusted.

I'm not the one you need
to worry about, Brother.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Did you speak to him?

We're good.

I hope you're right.

Hey, you wanna take
a walk, Father?

I have something to confess.

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

(BELT BUCKLE CLACKING)

(VINCENT MOANING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(VINCENT GROANING)

Tell me, Vincent, what
the hell have you got

in that cellar of yours?

Whatever it is, I wanna meet it.

Hey, where the hell
is your brother?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DOOR CLACKING)

What are you doing here?

I should ask you
the same thing.

None of your business.

You are my business.

Let's go.

No, I'm busy.

- I'll wait outside.
- Good.

What are you?

Are you serious?

I'm, I'm sorry.
(DOORBELL RINGING)

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Where's Mary Francis?

Didn't she give you a ride?

She went to see a friend.

(CHUCKLING) She has friends?

You know, ah, I've been thinking

maybe you don't need me anymore.

You're my brother.

I'll always need you.

For what?

To drive, to cook, tend
the garden, chop people up?

She can do all that.

We're family.

We need to stick together.

Yeah, we'll always be family.

I don't think I can
do this anymore.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Things change.

I mean, you have someone now.

Why can't I have someone, too?

(KEYS JANGLING)

(RUBY GASPING)
(KNIFE STABBING)

(BLOOD SPURTING)

(KNIFE STABBING)
(FLESH SQUELCHING)

(BODY THUDDING ON GROUND)

I found a woman, Vincent,
a really decent woman.

Good for you.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Somebody I can be happy with.

Somebody I can start
a new life with.

(KNIFE STABBING)
(FLESH SQUELCHING)

(MARY GRUNTING)
(BLOOD SPURTING)

I love her.

Rest in peace, bitch.

Or whatever the hell they say.

You're not happy
for me, are you?

I want for you what the
word wants for you, Brother.

Isn't that enough?

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(PHONE RINGING)

RUBY: Hey, you called Ruby,

but I can't answer
so leave a message.

(VOICEMAIL BEEPING)

VINCENT: Do you realize
just how close we are

to making Dad's dream come true?

We've recovered
almost all the money.

Great.

He can spend the
rest of his life

chained to a palm tree
on a desert island.

Huh, but you're still
gonna leave us, aren't you?

You're gonna leave us
with your girlfriend?

You're not taking any of this.

I don't want it.

Keep it.

Well, what do
you want, Michael?

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

VINCENT: You sure you
wanna do this, Brother?

Please.

How long's it been since
your last confession?

I don't remember.

Too long.

(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Then state your sins, please.

I've spent most of my life
letting terrible things happen.

I was weak.

It was wrong.

State your sins, please.

I just did.

These aren't sins.

You're no different
than most men.

We all have regrets.

I was complicit
in heinous acts.

In murder.

State your sins, please.

Murder, many murders.

I did nothing to stop them.

Any of 'em.

I kept my father in a hole,

feeding him pieces of...

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

I want forgiveness.

No forgiveness is
required, Brother,

when you haven't
committed a sin.

Vincent?

Go in peace.

- Not until you've...
- Go in peace, Brother.

Not until you've renounced

- my sins!
- Go in fucking peace!

You can't even give me that.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE WHIRRING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Where were you?

MARY: I had some
things to take care of.

What things?

Michael's got some
news for us, Mary.

Seems he's moving on
to greener pastures.

Isn't that right?

MARY: Congratulations
and all that.

I'm going to bed.

Well.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

She's just about all
I think about, Father.

In the mooring,
in the afternoon.

When I'm snoring next
to wife at night.

She doesn't know it,
but my head's full

of pretty little
pictures of Clara.

Well, you need to stop.

Lusting after the wife
of another man is a sin.

But I love her, Father.

And as sure as tomorrow
is a brand new day,

I love her like crazy.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(MARY COUGHING)

(MARY COUGHING)

What are you doing?

Why are you stopping?

I have to take
care of something.

I'll be right back.

Mary Francis is sick.

We need to get her home.

I said I'll be right back.

Please, Michael. (COUGHING)

Sorry.
(MARY COUGHING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

You didn't have to do it.

Relax, Vincent.

Be cool.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(RAIN PATTERING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

Michael?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Michael?

What's wrong?

What happened?

Talk to me.

She's gone.

Gone, gone where?

She's dead.

Murdered.

(RAIN PATTERING)
(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

What?

I thought you were sick?

I am. (COUGHING)

I just wanted to make
sure that you're okay.

I'm fucking awesome.

You happy?

Alright, I'm sorry
about your friend.

Hey,

what did you really
get into last night?

I had a few problems
to take care of.

Well?

Where'd you tell
him I was last night?

Seeing some friends.

That was dumb.

(COUGHING)

Well, I'm sorry.

Now look, you should
take my bed tonight.

Thanks.

If you don't mind, I'm
gonna sit tomorrow out.

I need rest.

Of course.

Goodnight, Vincent.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(LATCH CLICKING)

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Michael?

Michael?

(LOCK CLACKING)

(BOOT BANGING AGAINST CRATE)

(SLEDGEHAMMER WHACKING
AGAINST CRATE)

(WOOD CRACKING)

I told you she
couldn't be trusted.

I've never hurt anybody
in my whole life,

but I can't let her live.

Not after what's she's done.

(SLEDGEHAMMER CLACKING)

(CHAIN JANGLING)

(MARY GRUNTING)

(SLEDGEHAMMER BANGING ON CASE)

It's okay.

(ALVIN GROANING)
It's okay.

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(HAMMER BANGING ON SCREWDRIVER)

Well, well, well.

What do we have here?

You definitely don't
disappoint, Pariah.

(GUN FIRING)
(MARY GASPING)

(GUN CLACKING ON FLOOR)

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

You took her from
me, didn't you?

(LAUGHING) Ah, it was a joy
watching her die. (LAUGHING)

Better than sex.

(GUN FIRING)
Ouch!

Vincent?

(SCREWDRIVER STABBING)
(MICHAEL SCREAMING)

Get off of me!
(FLESH SQUELCHING)

Get off!

(GUN FIRING)

I got someone who's
dying to meet you.

MARY: I hope
there's room down there

for your brother, asshole.

He gave me the green light.

(MICHAEL GRUNTING)
(MARY GROANING)

- That's a lie.
- Ask him.

Your little girlfriend
meant nothing to me.

He didn't want her coming
between the two of you.

He knew you were leaving,

and he couldn't live with that.

Your lies aren't
gonna save you.

(LAUGHING) Why the fuck
would I wanna be saved?

Spend eternity with hypocrites?

No, thanks, I know what I am.

I don't give a
fuck what you are.

(MARY YELPING)

(HATCH CREAKING)

Go on, get in there.

But I should tell you,

my dad's not too fond
of thieves either.

Never been too
popular. (GIGGLING)

Fuck.

(BODY THUDDING ON FLOOR)

(LATCH BANGING)

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(MARY GRUNTING)

(ALVIN GROANING)

Don't be afraid.

(ALVIN GROANING)

You don't scare me
at all, Elephant Man.

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

(MARY GROANING)

And I've fucked much
uglier than you.

(KNIFE STABBING)
(MARY SCREAMING)

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

(KNIFE STABBING)
(MARY SCREAMING)

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

(FLESH SQUELCHING)

(FLESH SQUELCHING)
(MARY SCREAMING)

(MARY COUGHING)

(ALVIN GROWLING)

(KNIFE SCRAPING)
(BLOOD SPURTING)

(KNIFE STABBING)
(MARY SCREAMING)

(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Michael?

(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(GUN FIRING)

Michael?

Mary?

(HATCH CREAKING)

Michael?

Micheal?

Oh, my God, Mary.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Dad, why Dad, why?
(PROD ZAPPING)

(ALVIN GROANING)
Get in there.

Why Mary?

Well that was fine
Christian gesture, Vincent.

Thank God we didn't keep
him in that hospital,

where they would have,
how'd you put it,

surely abused him and
treated him like garbage.

I'm sorry, Brother.

I lost my head.

No, you didn't,

but your girlfriend did.

What happened here?

Why this?

She was a thief.

She was fixin' to run off
with all of Dad's money.

This is how we treat
thieves, remember?

No.

She wasn't like them.

On the contrary, she
was just like them.

Only worse.
(ALVIN GROANING)

She was a liar, a cheat,
and a manipulator.

Just like you.

What?

The two of you would have made

the cutest little
couple of hypocrites.

What are you talking about?

I suspected it,

but I didn't wanna believe it.

Believe what, Michael?

She meant the world to me.

She was all I ever cared about,

and you took her from me.

Please, Michael, alright?

Don't.

(ALVIN GROANING)
(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

You two murdered her.

Michael.

Stop it.

Alright, look, you're
right about Mary.

She admitted it.

Ruby didn't mean shit to Mary.

She killed her
with your blessing.

No, Michael that.

(ALVIN GROANING)

MICHAEL: Stop lying and
maybe I'll forgive you.

I'm sorry, Brother.

I, I sinned.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

I, I allowed myself to
be seduced by Satan.

I was weak.
(ALVIN SHRIEKING)

Please forgive me, God.

(ALVIN GROANING)
(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

I was weak.

Please forgive me, Brother.

I've forgiven you.

Thank, thank you, Bro.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

May death be your salvation.

- (GUN PUMP CLACKING)
- Michael, no, no!

(GUN FIRING)
God!

(ALVIN GROANING)

And mine as well.

(ALVIN GROANING)
(GUN CLICKING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(ALVIN GRUNTING)

(GUN CLACKING ON FLOOR)

(ALVIN GROANING)

(ALVIN SHRIEKING)
(MICHAEL CRYING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CHURCH BELL RINGING)

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

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MARTY: This is Beyond
Midnight on WMGO, River Radio.

Alan is joining us
from Baxterville.

How ya keepin', brother?

ALAN: Oh, I'm keepin'
pretty good, Marty.

You know me.

I was curious, though,

whatever happened to Pariah?

I miss that crazy broad.

She was a trip.

MARTY: Ah, we
all miss her, Al.

It's been a couple of months

since she last blessed us
with that sweet madness,

but I'm sure we haven't
heard the last of her.

MAN: Yo, man, didn't
she say like one time

she escaped from some
loony bin in New York?

Oh, Marty, man, Piranha
was crazy as hell, man.

She came up with the craziest
story every time she called.

WOMAN: That girl
had some issues

that's for sure,

but it would always
make my night

whenever she would
make up another

of her crazy stories about how

she had killed this
fellow, that fellow.

And she was hard
to take at times,

but she would make
me laugh so hard

my sides would ache.

MARTY: I'm not so sure
she did make them stories up,

but she was always
so damn convincing.

If you're listening
babe, wherever ya are,

I love ya, and I know
you're still raising hell.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
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