All language subtitles for Devils.Gate.2017.BDRip.XviD.AC3-EVO

Shit!

Shit!

Fucking Christ on a stick!

Shit.

Hello?

Is anybody there?

Is anybody home?

My car broke down.

I could use some help.

Hello?

Hello?

So you're just gonna suffer!

Or I will end this right now!

Do you hear me?

- Special Agent Francis, I presume?
- Pleased to meet you, Deputy Salter.

You can call me Colt. Everybody does.

Did you want to grab a bite
before we hit the station?

Marnie's serves up the best
chicken fried steak you ever tasted.

- I'm vegan.
- Okay.

Great. Well, I'll just grab somethin' later.

- I'll take that for ya.
- Shall we go then?

Yeah. I'll get that for you, ma'am.

- Hey, Colt. What's crackalackin'?
- Jenna, this is Special Agent Francis.

- The sheriff around?
- How you doing? No, he's still out.

- Should be back soon though.
- We had an appointment for 1:00.

You just take a seat, sweetie,
and I'm sure he won't be long.

Okay. I'm gonna get some coffee.
Anybody want anything?

Two splendas, no cream, please.

- Sheriff.
- Yeah, hang on, hon.

Jenna, you got any of those
wet naps back there?

- You betcha.
- Colt.

A little friend for you
out there in the trunk.

Okay. Right on it, Sheriff.

You better get the hand truck for Colt.

That idiot's gonna realize it's gonna be
too much weight for him to shift himself.

Special Agent Francis. How you doing?
We've been expecting you.

Pleasure to meet you, Sheriff.

I'm sorry, you seem to have caught us
right in the middle of our local crime spree.

Hit-and-run white tail.

Yeah.

Step on into the back,
see what we can do you for.

There you go.

Have a seat.

Here it is.

Not much to it.

Pretty much a waste of yours
and the bureau's time, if you ask me.

- I'd like to speak to him first thing.
- Who? Pritchard?

Colt and I were just out there three days
ago to see him, have a look around.

His wife's car is missing.
Other than that, nothing out of the ordinary.

- It's all right there. In the report.
- I see that.

But I'd still like to get
my own sense of the man.

It's odd, he didn't file the report.
Her sister did, right?

That's right. Maria and the boy were
on the way to her house so Theresa...

...would've been the first one
to notice that they'd gone missing.

I've known Jackson Pritchard his whole life.

Colt there went to high school with the man.
Yeah, I know, he's got a temper...

...but he is not a murderer by any stretch.

Who said anything about murder?
Although now that you mention it...

...45 percent of all murdered women
are killed by their domestic partner.

You wanna know the most likely scenario?
Maria finally got a bellyful of his bullshit...

...and she lit off with the kid
for Minneapolis or Winnipeg or...

Without telling her sister?
Or anyone? That doesn't seem right.

Why don't you go out
and question the sister then?

I'm pretty sure she'll agree with me.
But leave Pritchard out of it.

There's a valid line of inquiry
that needs to be followed up on.

We have done the follow-up, Agent.

Look, I know my department's
under scrutiny right now...

...but give us a shred of credit
for understanding our community...

...and how to do our goddamn jobs.

So how about we trust my instinct
on this one, Special Agent Francis?

Yours didn't seem to do
that Breeland girl any favors.

Sheriff, Rudolph is in the ice box.

Colt, take our distinguished guest out...

...to see Theresa Locke and then
get her set up at the Kelly Inn.

Right on it. Ma'am? Ready to go?

Despite what happened to
the Breeland girl, Sheriff, I found her.

And I wouldn't change that.

Apparently, some people are
just better off not being found.

Stop it!

You stop! You stop!

This is your fault!

Your fault you're in here! You understand?

So you're just gonna suffer in silence!

Or I will end this right now!

- You can't smoke in here.
- I don't.

- What're the smokes for, then?
- I quit three years ago.

I keep that around to remind me.

Okay.

He's a caribou, you know, not a deer.

- Who?
- Rudolph.

Reindeer is what they call them in Europe.

The caribou and deer are both from
the Cervidae family. That's Latin for deer.

Heck, the moose, also known as the
Eurasian elk is technically a deer, too.

It's more than just cow chips
and inbreeding out here, you know.

Well played, Deputy Salter.

You know, that's got to be pretty exciting to
compete with this thrill-a-minute landscape.

- Sorry, I was just surfing.
- I was just yankin' your chain.

No, you're right. It's a rude habit.

So, what did you want to talk about?

Okay. You asked.

What was all that talk back there
about the Breeland girl?

Should I be concerned?

Wow.

- You're right. I did ask.
- If you don't wanna talk about it, it's okay.

Seventeen-year-old Tanya Breeland
went missing about a year ago.

It was the first real case I was lead on.

Took all kinds of unpaid overtime, weekends.

I was little obsessed, I guess you could say.

Four months later, I tracked her down...

...to a homeless shelter run by
an Islamist group in St. Paul.

The kicker was,
the girl didn't wanna go home.

She wouldn't say why.

Psych eval was perfectly normal.

Clean drug screen too.

So I just took her home.

She showed up at my office.

Said I ruined her life.

Call 9-1-1!

It all happened so fast. I couldn't stop her.

I couldn't save her.

Good Lord.

I was more focused on solving the case...

...than making sure she was safe.

To protect and serve.

It's a pretty basic concept to follow.

It sounds like you went by the book.

Well, then the book needed to be rewritten
and I should have seen that.

Is that what brings you out here?
Administrative reassignment...

- ...or whatever they call it?
- No.

Actually, I requested
this case when it came in.

You know, you can't beat yourself up.

If you were perfect, you wouldn't be human.

No! You... you are not allowed!

I will not be made a fool of!

I have seen your true face now.
I know what you really are.

Sorry. The... the milk's gone sour.

No, that's fine. Thanks, Theresa.

So this is a regular thing?

- Excuse me?
- Your sister and her son staying here.

- You expected them five days ago, right?
- Yeah, thereabouts.

Jonah had the flu, so we...

...they were gonna come by
as soon as he got better.

I wouldn't call it a regular thing.

They just come by when they need
to get away for a spell.

Get away? How so?

Life can get pretty dreary out there
at that place of theirs, you know?

- Could you be more specific?
- The farm hasn't turned to profit for years.

The old house is falling apart.

Times are tough. It...

...gets stressful.

And Mr. Pritchard, is he a source
of that stress in your opinion?

I know he's a friend of yours, Colt.

That was 15 years ago. We have more of
a smile and nod kind of a relationship now.

It's okay.

Well, him and me never really
got along well, and...

...he's been in the county
lock-up more than once.

Drunk and disorderly, simple assault.

Yeah, but... but in the last
couple of years...

...I don't know, he's just...
he's changed, he's sullen all the time.

He... his temper's getting worse.

I mean, the littlest thing will set him off.

- Could you give me an example?
- One time, Jonah...

...spilled some paint on the porch...

...and Jackson dragged the boy into his room
and locked him in overnight without supper.

He wouldn't even let him go to the bathroom.

Maria was livid like
I've never seen. I mean...

...after everything that's happened,
that boy is her precious little miracle.

- How do you mean?
- Well, they got married real young...

...on account of Maria being pregnant
but she lost that baby.

And after that she suffered...

...I don't know, half a dozen miscarriages
before she finally got Jonah.

I see. I'm sorry to hear that.

What about Jackson Pritchard
attracted her in the first place?

He was an upright, churchgoing man.

The Pritchards weren't rich,
but they owned their land outright.

And...

...she bought all that talk
about it being blessed and all.

Blessed?

Jonah was her reward from God...

...for keeping the faith is what she said.

Can you think of any reason
why your sister...

...might take off somewhere and not tell you?

Not a chance, no, she...

...she told me if she changes the channel.

And Jonah...

- ...he likes staying here?
- Sure, we got a... we got a...

...playground down the road,
a bunch of kids his age.

I've even made him a little place
for him to sleep, you know, like a...

...a little nook that he can...
he can make his own.

Could I see it?

Maria and me'd take my bed
and he'd sleep in there.

- The closet?
- He preferred it to being out in the open.

He said it made him feel safer.

- That man is a monster!
- Grandma, you shouldn't be up.

You ask him what he did.

You ask him what he did
with Maria and little Jonah.

- You ask him.
- It's okay. It's okay.

If they die on that land...

- ...their souls will never find rest.
- Nobody's died, okay?

These people are here to help.
Don't you worry. Don't you worry.

We're gonna...
we're gonna find Maria and Jonah.

You are, aren't you?

Doesn't leave us a whole
lot of options, does it?

No. No, it doesn't.

Wait.

- What are you talkin' about?
- Get in.

We have to check out Jackson Pritchard now.

We've almost certainly got enough
probable cause for a search warrant...

Ease it back there.

Look, I agree that what Theresa
said raises some questions...

...but I mean, I've already been out there.

And the Sheriff was pretty clear
about leaving Jackson be for now.

I think that we should look for
Maria's car and recheck the hospitals.

Meanwhile, who knows what he
could be doing to Maria and her son.

It's his son, too. Remember that.

They've just been through some tough times.

Economic hardship
does crazy things to people.

I ran track with Jackson. He was always
serious, and more than a little weird...

...but he's a good man
at his core. I know it.

You heard what Ms. Locke said
about his abusive behavior.

- Yeah, but...
- Look at this.

Does that look like the work of a kid
who feels safe around his father?

Shouldn't that be bagged for evidence?

Whatever you think
you know about Pritchard...

...could determine the fate
of two people, Deputy Salter.

Okay, so the Pritchard place is way
out on the other side of the county...

...but if we're not back right away,
the sheriff's gonna know something's up.

If we do this, I gotta put a call in.

You already know what he's gonna say.

Haven't you ever heard it's easier to beg
for forgiveness than ask for permission?

- I heard it the other way around.
- Still.

- What are you gonna do when he tells you no?
- He's already told me no.

We all know that I was called in
for a reason, your sheriff most of all.

I'll take full responsibility.

This is Pritchard's place.

Stop the car.

Is this Pritchard's?

Not that I know of.

The battery must be dead.

Who abandons all their stuff in
an unlocked car and leaves the keys?

It's a nice car.

You guys go to the right place?

Does this look normal to you?

This is all new.

It wasn't nearly this crazy three days ago.

Stay here. I'll talk to him first.

Gate's locked.

Hey, Jackson! It's Colt Salter! You in there?

I want to ask you a few questions.

Jackson?

Hey, I'm going around back. You wanna
grab a handheld from inside the glove box?

- Radio check.
- Loud and clear.

Son of a bitch.

Unless you want that car to get
brain paint job, keep your hands up! Up!

- Where I can see 'em. Come on. Get 'em up.
- I'm Special Agent Francis, Mr. Pritchard.

You made a mistake coming here.

I'm here investigating the disappearance
of your wife and son.

You do want me to find them,
don't you, Mr. Pritchard?

Well, they ain't in here.
So come on. Get walkin'.

That's your wife's car,
isn't it, Mr. Pritchard?

What's it doing here if you told
the police she went to her sister's?

Shut up!

Jackson, hey, don't do anything stupid.

Although, I'd put threatening to shoot
a federal agent right up there with stupid.

Both of you need to clear off my property,
right now!

You know why we're here.
Give me the gun, we'll talk about it, okay?

No, Colt!

You take this woman and you leave.

That's not gonna happen,
Mr. Pritchard. Not now.

Jackson, she's right. Okay? Think about it.

Now, I know you're not gonna shoot her
and you sure as heck not gonna shoot me...

...but if you do, Gruenwell
will be here with the whole army.

You remember when he caught us
TP-ing Jenny Ostlund's house?

You'd have thought he had
Al Capone surrounded. Right?

Hands on your head!

- Hey.
- I said, hands on your head!

- Easy with the gun, okay?
- Get on your knees!

Cuff him.

- I said, cuff him, Deputy Salter!
- Yes, ma'am.

Where are they, Pritchard?

They ain't here. That's the gospel truth.

Her car is still on the property.

We're 50 miles from nowhere.
They didn't just walk out of here.

What the heck was that?

I'm searching this house.
You keep an eye on this lying son of a bitch.

- I wouldn't do that if I were you.
- I'm sure you don't want me to.

You both need to clear off my property,
or as God is my witness...

...I will not be responsible
for what happens!

Colt, you... if she goes in there,
Maria and Jonah are as good as dead.

Don't you mind my dog Earl.

He's the least of your worries.

Jesus Christ.

The entryway looks clear.

- I'm gonna check upstairs first.
- Okay, copy.

Deputy Salter, can you read me?

Not too clearly, no.

I'm heading downstairs.

I'm checking down in the basement.

Agent Francis, I'm havin' a hard time
reading you. Do you read me? Over.

What was that?

Hey! You tell her to stop, alright?
You tell her to come back out right now!

Down!

Give me your hands.

I told you not to do anything
stupid, Jackson. Not cool.

Just a little hiccup. I got it under control.

Get up. Come on.

Mr. Pritchard, care to explain what exactly
you've got down there in the basement?

You know...

- ...in the cage?
- It's not them, is it?

No, it's not a family member.
Although you tell me, Mr. Pritchard.

Experiment with the livestock much?

- You shut your mouth.
- Then tell me what it is!

It is a servant of the beast.

- A demon.
- A demon?

You're not a church-going woman
to say it like that...

...otherwise you'd know that the devil...

...he used to be an angel until he
was cast out, and you'd know that...

...sometimes you can't tell the difference
between a good angel and a fallen one.

Whatever you do believe,
whatever you choose to call that...

...it is evil.

Yeah, one just like it took my wife and
son and I mean to use it to get my...

...my family back.

Took your wife and son?

And you're holding that one hostage?

- That's right.
- Will someone tell me what's goin' on?

Mr. Pritchard here has some kind of...

...deformed sickly wild animal
down there, in the cage.

From where, I have no idea.
And what the hell is that lump of jelly?

It was covered in it when I captured it...

...and then it sloughed off
after a day or two.

It was covered in it?

Yeah, it was wearing it like...
some kind of skin or suit.

You know any wild animals
that wear suits, lady?

Okay, I don't know what kind of game
you're playing here Mr. Pritchard...

...but spouting gibberish is not going to
absolve you of whatever responsibility...

...you have in all of this.

But I'll bite, how the hell...

...did you even capture that thing?

I ain't tellin' you shit.

You are correct, sir.
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say or do can be used
against you in a court of law...

- You're arresting me? For what?
- You're kidding me, right?

- Assault on a peace officer, for one.
- Make that two.

Get in.

My phone is dead.

I'm not surprised,
you can't get a signal out here.

No, it's completely bricked.

Mine too.

Okay. We better just transport him
and call it in from the road.

Don't even tell me.

This car was serviced last week.
There's no way the battery's dead.

Hey! You brought this on yourself.
I tried to warn ya!

And maybe someone tends' for me to stay.
Maybe that someone is ready to bargain.

- Anything?
- No idea.

It could be the battery. It could be the
starter. We'll have to take it apart to tell.

- Like the car on the road.
- Yeah.

The weirdness is startin'
to pile up around here.

Jackson, how's your pick-up
running these days?

I ordered parts to fix
that carburetor three months ago.

Maria's car?

She got the keys. So knock yourselves out!

You stay here.

Hey! Hey, you got to get me out of here!

Her car is dead too.

Oh, my God.

Hey! Get me out of here!

Inside the car
is the safest place you can be!

I'll grab Pritchard.
You go to the front door!

Come on.

Colt! No!

Get on your ass! Right now!

You still insist there's
no greater hand in all this?

- Where are your first aid supplies?
- In the drawer, next to the fridge.

He moves, shoot him.

You got yourself hooked up
with a live one, Colt?

So what're you gonna do? Shoot me?
That's how it's gonna go? Like hell you will.

I need to walk for help.

The nearest farm is the homesteads.
It's 13 miles up the road.

He's right. I don't recommend you go for a
hike in the dark when the storm's coming on.

- I'm not staying here, that's for damn sure.
- It's not like they're gonna let you leave.

- They're more active at night.
- I meant what I said before.

The Sheriff will come lookin' for us
when we don't check in.

Assuming he figures out where we are.

I told you not to check in, remember?

There's no telling how widespread this
storm is or if anyone can even get to us.

Alright.

You're gonna need stitches,
but this should hold. How is it?

I could say I had worse, but I'd be lying.

Did you see that out there?

The lightning that didn't act like
any other lightning I'd ever seen before?

No, and that last strike,
I thought I saw something...

- ...right in the field where it hit.
- What?

I don't know.

Hey! Hey!

- It's Maria! It's gotta be!
- Where?

She's right there, right where
the lightning stroke in the field!

- Come on! Get these things off me! Hurry up!
- No, you can show me with the cuffs on.

- Hey, Deputy Salter, you stay here.
- Hold on. Hold on.

Just in case.

Maria!

Maria! Maria! God!

Maria. It's alright.

Okay. Get this on her.
Where did she come from?

No, no! Don't you touch her!

I'm just gonna check her vitals. Okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

- Is she...
- Yeah, she seems to be okay.

Could you get these cuffs off me so
I can bring my wife back in my house?

Please?

Come on, baby. Get up.

Do you... do you think
you can do me one more favor?

- What?
- When we get back inside...

...could you go to my wife's closet and
pick out something decent for her to wear?

I'd hate for her to wake up wearing
something hideous that I'd pick for her.

She'd kill me.

Yeah.

Hey, come on, wake up, Maria.

Jackson? Hey. Come on.

Come on.

Hey. Hey.

Where's Jonah?

- He's not here.
- Oh, God.

Oh, God! Oh, God. Oh, God!

They've got their hands all over him.

I can't move. I can't help him.

He's just a little boy.

Maria.

It's Colt Salter. Can you tell me
where you were? Who you were with?

Can't you see she needs a rest?
Why don't you just leave her be?

This is all your fault!

Our boy is gone 'cause of you!

He's gone!

Get away from me!

You said everything would be alright!

You said you'd fix it, but you couldn't!

You better make this right.

You get our boy back.

He's the only good thing you ever did!

You'd fix it?

- What does that mean?
- Who are you?

She's an FBI agent.
She's gonna help us find Jonah.

Mrs. Pritchard, can you remember anything
that happened to you? How Jonah was taken?

Taken?

Taken?

Why, Jackson gave our son
to those things. Didn't you, Jackson?

- Don't.
- What things, Mrs. Pritchard?

The angels his daddy
used to tell him about...

...before that crazy old man
took off his own head with a shotgun.

- Angels?
- The ones he said watch over this house.

- Jackson actually called them down...
- Maria!

No. No!

Me and Jonah...

...we had plans to go to my sister's...

...but my little man, he got real sick.
He was burnin' up...

Fine!

You want to know?
You want to know everything?

I'll tell you everything.

You wouldn't pay for a doctor,
and now he's gonna die!

Quiet!

Lord of mercy, we turn to you
in this time of great need.

- Jackson, this isn't right...
- Quiet!

- Oh, my God!
- Keep your head down!

Jonah!

Maria?

Maria!

No!

No!

You took one of those things?

Don't you understand?

They're not angels.

They've got Jonah! You're a fool, Jackson!

- Maria! Hold on! Hold on!
- You're a fool!

Was that the first time
you'd ever seen one of those creatures?

Mr. Pritchard, this isn't a game.
Was that the first time you...

No!

It was not the first time.

What?

Then when was?

Just after my daddy died.

Right before me and Maria got married.

I saw a light out in the field.

And then, I was in the light.

It was... it was like...

...water...

...bein' in water, only heavier.

And then all of a sudden, I...
I was someplace else.

I... I couldn't hardly see but...

...I knew they were all around me...

...just...

...looking at me...

...studying me like I was some...

...kind of animal or...

- ...some thing.
- Did they do anything to you?

I don't know.

I mean, I can't...

I don't remember.

Why you? Why here?

If we knew what they were after...

What was that noise?

The cage.

You really did it.

It's one of them.

- What's it doing?
- It's calling 'em.

That's right! Yeah, you call,
but they can't help you!

Not until my son is brought back to me
unharmed, you're gonna stay right there!

Do you understand me?

Jackson, I don't know
if you want to be doing that.

Jackson, really.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Earl?

They're inside.

- I need to get the generator rolling.
- Generator? Why?

The house is wired, electrified on the outside.
That should keep a couple from coming in.

- You electrified our house?
- Yeah, and the lights too.

That way we can at least see the bastards.

The cars are dead.

What makes you think
the generator is gonna work?

Because it did before.

Come on! You got to get me
out of these now! Now! Come on!

- I'll go with him.
- Okay.

- There you go. I'll stay with Maria.
- Okay. Hand me my keys.

Fucking stuck.

Hey, Colt, you don't want
to go walking out there, okay?

Come on. Back inside. Come on. Back inside.

Who's there?

Deputy Salter?

Pritchard! Is that you?

Identify yourself.

What happened? We heard shots!

I shot one one of them.

I... at least, I shot something.
I know I shot something, but it's gone.

It's... it's just gone.

Is ours still in the cage?

- Yes or no, is it in the cage?
- Yeah, yes, it is.

Okay. I can't imagine
they're gonna leave us alone now.

I'd like to retrieve my shotgun
from your car...

...go look for my dog
if that's okay with you.

- Yeah, I... we'll cover you.
- Come on.

Hey, Colt, wait, wait, wait, wait! Wait!

It's electrified now. Remember that.

Earl!

Earl! Come on, boy!

Earl!

- Earl!
- Jackson!

No. No. No, no, no, no, no, no!

Jesus.

I don't even want to know what could do that.

They think they can do whatever they want
to a man but they are not in charge!

They are not! They're gonna see!
They're gonna see!

Jackson!

Dial it back a notch.
We'll get through this. You have my word.

Your word, Colt?

And you. You explain all that?

You have no idea what you are dealing with!

I'm sorry, I just get...

...we're talking about my family, you know?

I know.

Well, we can at least be productive
while we're all sitting around here.

Aside from the traps you set,
is the house itself as secure as it can be?

That's a good idea.
Maria, take Agent Francis upstairs.

Check the windows, throw furniture
anything you can against them.

Me and Colt, we'll check the back.
Come on! Go!

Hey! Where do you think you're going?

I'm getting my son back.

What the heck is that?

My daddy used to keep
fighting dogs down here.

He had to have a way to wrangle
the mutts without getting himself bit.

What exactly are you planning on doing to it?

I'm gonna show these sons of bitches
the concept of you mess with mine...

- ...I will mess with yours.
- Hold on, hold on a second.

Now, I don't know where this thing is from...

...but it is one of God's creatures,
regardless. And it already looks...

- ...it looks pretty sick.
- And thine eye shall not pity...

...but life shall go for life,
eye for eye, tooth for tooth...

...hand for hand, foot for foot.

Now, step aside, Colt, or help me.

Yeah.

Now you herd him over to me
and I'm gonna hook him.

Hey. Hit that side of the...
side of the cage.

Come on, son of a bitch! Come on! Go!

Come on. Go! Move!

- Get him!
- Yeah, I got him! I got him! I got him!

Hey! Colt, help me out with this!
Help me out! Come on! Pull it! Pull it!

What the hell is going on?

Stop!

Do you know how insane this is?

Maria came back where that lightning struck.

There is something out there.
I intend to figure out what it is.

You do want me to find my son
don't you, Agent Francis?

Let him go!

Just let the man go.

- Jackson, what're you doing?
- This has got to be here.

It's here. It's got to be here.
I know. I know it's here.

What's here?

Hey, Colt, give me your knife!

- Colt, give me your knife!
- Okay. Okay. Here.

That pattern...

...I've seen it before.

It's some kind of contact point.

It's not a contact point!
It's there goddamned front door!

Okay.

Okay, we better reset your crossbow
and any other traps you might have.

Nobody leaves the house until dawn.

We know nothing, nothing about
the psychology of those things.

At least I did something!
At least, I fought back!

And who knows how they'll retaliate.

As long as it gets my son back, I don't care.

Okay, you were right.
Those things are not animals...

...they are more, they are much, much more.

And that disc out there is obviously
some kind of a teleportation...

...a gateway, an advanced technology, right?

Look at this.

Your son... drew this.

It's just like the design
on the disc out there.

It's like a... a mapping system
or a circuit diagram, a network!

- Come on. It's...
- Well, he clearly knew about them.

Maybe that's why
they're so interested in him.

My son draws crazy shit all the time! Look!

Look! Look!

Mr. Pritchard, how did that thing
get out there in the first place?

Are there any more of them?

How long has that thing been out there?
Do you have any answers, Mr. Pritchard?

Look at this.

It's your father, isn't it?

- Yeah.
- Look really closely. Look behind him.

He was working for 'em?

I think there's gotta be
more to it than that.

I'm no expert in agriculture but that land
out there does not look very productive.

Yet your family held on to it
for generation after generation.

Why is that?

Tell them what he used to say to you.

"Don't be like that idiot, Esau...

"...and sell your birthright
just 'cause you're a little hungry.

"Someday, we shall reap God's
harvest from this patch of Earth.

It is promised to us."

He drummed that into me...

...without mercy.

He said that my great-great-grandfather...

...was led here by the Lord.

He said it in his own way.

I never thought...

...I never dreamed...

...that it meant all this.

All of this.

Of course, my daddy had his way out.

If we don't want that to happen again,
we need to get to the bottom of this.

And the key to that
and to finding your son...

...is downstairs in the basement.

It was obviously wearing that for protection.

I wonder how long it can survive without it.

If we're gonna have any chance
of trading it for your son...

- ...we need to make sure...
- Well, this thing can't fucking die...

...until I say it can.
Now come on! Get up! Come on!

Come on!

They threw me away.

- What?
- They made this body...

And then they destroyed Jackson.

What does that even mean?

It means...

...my husband is dead.

I suspected that he was different
for a long time that...

...that the man I fell in love with
isn't the one I married, but...

...those are crazy thoughts, right?

Not so crazy now.

The worst part is...

...he had me believing it was my fault.

It was you!

It was you all along...

...you goddamn monster!

What did he do?

What did he do?

I'll show you.

Go ahead, Agent.

Have a look.

Oh, my God.

All those years...

...of shame of...

...of trying to hide it.

He wouldn't even let me
give them a proper burial.

He said that they were abominations
before the Lord.

- They're replacing us.
- You're saying Pritchard's one of them?

I've had you over to my house
and you fooled us all!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

How is this possible? How could you not know?

It wanted me to know why I was here.

They gotta change...

...to adapt to life here.

The new ones, they can't be mules.

They gotta be able to breed true.

You see, their world is dying.

They're just running out of time
to get it right.

- What about Jonah?
- Jonah's so important.

He's the first natural-born.

He's the future.

- He's their future.
- What about our future?

- Hey. Colt!
- What about our future?

Colt! Back off!

I need you to go upstairs right now
and make sure that the house is secure.

Why? If those things wanna get in here
there's nothing we can do about it.

- You've seen what they can do.
- It's not easy for them...

...or they would've done it already.

We just need to be able
to hang on until morning.

For what? For Jonah?

The kid is one of those things!

It's them.

- They're coming.
- Focus.

We need to hold it together.

There is every possibility
that Jonah is completely normal.

- We don't have all the evidence yet.
- Evidence?

Who cares about evidence?

We're done. Don't you see that?

We are at the Little Bighorn
and the Indians are circling...

...and they are gonna do more than scalp us.

I just know that I can't go out like that.

Then don't.

We have to hold the line here.

You and me.

There's nobody else left to do it.

And nobody who would believe it.

To protect and serve.

To protect and serve.

Okay.

We're gonna get your son back.
It's time to negotiate.

Give them what they want
and we might all get out of this alive.

You call this... this being alive?

I'm a goddamn lie.
I don't even know what the fuck I am!

Well, you call it a soul...

...or whatever you like but...

...there is more Jackson Pritchard
left inside there than they counted on.

Maybe that was the case with your father.

Maybe that's why he took his own life.

They've been using us lab rats,
my whole family, for generations.

From where I stand, you're human...

...and you have been fighting like hell
this whole time to protect your family.

That counts for something.
Don't stop now. Your son needs you.

You been listening to anything I said?
My son is one of them!

We won't know for sure
until we get him back safe...

...and that is the only way.

Please.

If my Jackson is still in there somewhere...

...the man I fell in love with,
I'm begging you.

Jonah is all that I got left.

Mr. Pritchard, we need your help.

You have to decide.
Colt can't hold them off forever.

You know, this thing is so sick
and fragile. I want to wrap it up.

Agent, give me that tarp. It's right there
on my drill press right there.

Maria, come on inside here, come here.
Come on! Hurry up, now.

Come on, put these on. Put those on.
Come on over here. Come on.

Agent!

- What are you doing?
- Not a word!

I'm gonna end this tonight. You'll see.

Oh, my God.

Yes!

Jackson took it.

My babies...

...they're all gone.

I'm scared of what he's gonna do.

I'll get Jonah back.

Colt.

I'm sorry.

Stop! Put down the gun, Mr. Pritchard!

No! This ends here.

The bloodline ends here.

- You can't be certain that he's one of them.
- I am certain!

Daddy! Daddy! Daddy, Daddy, please, please...

He's still your son, Mr. Pritchard.

Whatever they've done to you,
whatever they've done to your family...

- ...you can't do this.
- Please! Let go! You're hurting me.

- This is for the best, boy.
- Don't make me shoot, Mr. Pritchard.

Please.

God help us all.

Jonah! Get over here!

Drop it!

- Come here, baby.
- What're you gonna do now, Mrs. Pritchard?

I'm gonna make sure nobody
takes my boy away from me again.

I don't want to take him away from you.

You government types talk out
of both sides of your mouth!

You'll take him and you'll lock him up
in a lab somewhere!

Don't you even want to know what he is?

No! He's my son...

...and he's perfect!

I'm not gonna let you destroy that.

Mommy!

Hush now, baby.

It's okay.

You're back with Mama.

Nobody is gonna hurt you.

Sometimes God alone just isn't enough.

You'll do whatever you have to
to protect your child.

You can't stop what's happening.

Just like you can't stop a mother's love.

My boy is home.

That's all that matters.

So...

...Maria Pritchard confirms
a lot of what's in your report...

About how she shot her husband
when he tried to kill the boy.

And I'm inclined to believe the both
of you that it was justifiable homicide.

You see what he did
to that house and... and Colt.

And the crater is
a man-made bomb left out there.

Not enough left of him to fill a thimble.

What bomb?

And I never said that he killed Colt.

Come on.

She also gives you quite a bit of credit...

...for launching the assault
that got them free from that lunatic.

What? No. I didn't launch an assault and...

...he wasn't holding them hostage.

Agent Francis, if you insist on holding on
to this fairy tale about men from Mars...

I never called them that.

It's gonna cost you your career.

And I shouldn't have to remind you
that in our line of work...

...we are limited to only telling those
stories which we can actually prove.

Right? I've laid out the facts as I see them
as any rational person could see them...

...and there's absolutely
no evidence to the contrary.

- Well, did you check the basement?
- There's nothing there.

The cage. There has to be DNA in there.
If you conduct a sweep...

I don't have the manpower
or the resources for that nonsense.

It's over. The case is closed.

Pritchard was clearly a psycho.

Who became completely unhinged
in the last couple of days.

He had us all fooled. Look at this place!

And I'm saying that your initial
suspicions were right, by the way.

I don't care about being right.

We can't just sit back
and ignore the implications.

Is this normal to you, the temperature
dropping 30 degrees in five minutes?

Multiple lightning strikes in the same place!

Listen to me. You're gonna do whatever
you're gonna do, you've proven that...

...but take my advice...

...and forget this alien invasion
taking over the world crap.

All you're gonna get for your trouble
is a rubber room and a lithium drip.

I know what I saw.

The local Indians have been telling us
stories of spirits and demons...

...on this land for generations.

Yours wouldn't be
the first one, Agent Francis.

You had it wrong, Colt.

It turns out we're the Indians
this time around.

What was that?

Just something Deputy Salter said.

You know, my father used to brag
about being 1/16 Cherokee.

Do you think in 100 years any of them will...

...be proud to be 1/16th us?

Take care of yourself now.

You too, Sheriff.

And I really mean that.

There's no smoking in here, ma'am.

Is death preferable to knowing
what I know now?

Maybe. Maybe even worse is the prospect
of telling this story over and over...

...knowing no one will ever believe me.

Knowing it'll be dismissed
as easily as the scribblings...

...of a child.

Jonah?

Those chickens aren't gonna feed themselves.

Jonah?

Jonah!

Come on now, Jonah!
Don't play games with Mama now!

Jonah?

Jonah, what on earth are you doing?

It's time, Mama.

Time for what?

The harvest.

Oh, my God.