All language subtitles for Butchers Book Two - Raghorn (2024)

What in the hell happened?

Did she get out?

Well,

take her out back, I guess.

You need to slow down.

Fuck.

What is it?

Need gas.

Hey, remind me, I
gotta get some taters.

Taters woulda been good.

Hey.

Hey, you best go wash
your hands for breakfast.

Go on,

this hot iron gonna make short
work of this liver and onion.

Chop chop.

10 Bucks.

Go pay for it, now.

Where you going?

Gotta take a piss.

Yeah,
washroom's in the back.

Wilbur, how you doing?

Sheriff.

Hot enough for you?

Oh yeah,
she's hot enough.

Smells like Mother Nature
might get moody today.

Cicadas be out in full force.

Aristotle referred to them
as symbols of resurrection.

Did he, now?

He surely did.

Gonna be like this
all month, they say.

Yeah, that's what they say.

Well give love to the misses.

Graveyard, you mean?

Did she die?

Yeah, yeah, she did.

Cancer finally took her.

Oh, I'm sorry
to hear that, Wilber.

It's
alright, sheriff.

We all gotta go sometime.

Ain't that the truth?

How you kids been?

What?

What the fuck are
they doing, man?

I don't know.

What did he want?

- He's just asking me--
- Shut

up.

What did he want?

He was just
making conversation.

Making conversation?

Yeah.

He's a cop.

They talk to everybody.

Let's go.

Brian, let's go.

Don't

say

my name.

Let's go.

What did he want

exactly?

He asked how we were doing
today and where we were from.

And where we're headed.

And what did you say?

Spencerville.

Where's that?

It's a couple
miles down the road.

How do you know that?

There are road signs.

Where are we headed anyways?

You'll know when we get there.

Being pretty extreme, dude.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

And everybody just needs
to stop asking me that

and shut the fuck up.

Especially you,

little pecker head.

Fucking knew it.

You know, what the fuck
is your fucking problem?

You

almost fucked this all up!

You're lucky we're
not in jail right now.

It's just been too convenient

those cops showed
up when they did.

And what the fuck is
that supposed to mean?

You think I called them?

Of all the moments

in all the places
for cops to be,

they happened to be right there?

Sarah,

would you please
talk to your paranoid fucking boyfriend here?

I said no fucking names.
- Watch the fucking road!

Oh fuck!

Brian!

No, no, no, no.

Brian, oh my God.

Jesus Christ.

Help me.

Get

it off.

You two,

pull its feet.

I'm gonna pull the head.

Everybody ready?

Okay, pull.

Pull!

Pull.

We're hurting him!

Pull for fuck's sakes.

No.

Pull it out.

God.

Motherfucker!

All right, where
were we going?

Where we going?

Get

this off me.

Tell me where we were
going and then I'll do it.

Fuck

you.

I know

about you two.

Whatever.

You're gonna die
in this fucking car

if you don't tell me
where we were going.

Adios motherfucker!

Ricky!

No names.

What the fuck did
you do that for?

Well, stop pretending
like you give a shit.

He's dead.

I don't give a
fuck about that.

He was the only one who
knew where we were going.

He wasn't
gonna tell us.

Are you
fucking kidding me?

I could've gotten it out of him.

He knew, okay.

I don't know how he
knew, but he knew.

And I've known him
much longer than you.

He wasn't going to tell us.

You two are?

Yes, Josh, we are.

I said no fucking names.

What fucking
difference does it make?

We're not done.

This is not over.

Yes, it is

because we don't know
where the fuck to go.

And even if we did,
we can't get there.

Stay the fuck away from there.

Back the fuck off.

Don't.

We are in the middle
of the fucking road,

in the middle of
the fucking day.

You just shot our
entire plan in the face.

I think you need to give it
a rest and fucking chill out.

Stay away from there.

It's not gonna be long
before somebody comes and,

and finds this.

We can't just be
standing here waiting.

What are you doing?

He's gonna have
something on him.

An address,

a phone number,

something.

All right, I'm not
gonna say it again.

Get over there.

Here we go.

What is it?

It's a phone number.

Is there a name?

No.

Of course.

It's probably your
contact down the road.

Yeah, and so what?

How the fuck are we
gonna call it, huh?

Payphone back at
the gas station?

Fuck.

- Hey!
- What are you, nuts?

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

- Hey, help!
- Hey, help!

Holy shit.

You folks all right?

No,

my boyfriend, he's.

Oh Jesus, Mary,
God damn to hell.

We need to get to a phone.

Yeah, no problem, but

I can only take two of you.

That's fine.

I'll stay here.

No, I'll stay here,
you go with her.

Is he dead?

Yeah.

The elk killed him.

Don't you think we should
call the police or something?

Yeah, we should.

Hey, how far up the
road is the phone?

Gas station's backed
that way a couple miles.

I'm sure you passed
it on the way here.

Okay, I'll go with you.

Me and my cousin.

- Get outta here.
- Josh!

Are you fucking kidding me?

What the fuck are you thinking?

We said no killing.

Fuck!

I'll fucking kill you,
you dipshit motherfucker!

Don't you fucking shoot him.

If you had just let me ride
to the gas station with him,

you could've been long gone
before anybody got here.

Oh yeah.

And have you rat us out?

I'm not gonna rat
on my own cousin.

You are gonna
take her with you.

You're as paranoid as he was.

I wouldn't rat you out.

Oh yeah, right?

That was so fucking stupid.

Why did you do that?

We all agreed.

No killing.

Well, I'd say that
the plan has changed.

No, it hasn't.

Open the fucking trunk.

We're not gonna hurt you.

Get the fuck outta the trunk

before I blow your
fucking head off.

Just get her outta the
fucking trunk, please.

All right, we need
to get off this road.

Let's go.

I'm serious, let's go.

Just relax for a second.

Crusher.

Hey Crusher.

Hey, come on.

We got interestin'
developments at hand.

Grab the shackles.

No.

Hey, come on.

Don't be moping around here
lower than a doodle bug, okay.

That girl weren't never
gonna be your friend.

Now we got some
unexpected guests

that I reckon gonna
make you happier

than a dog with two peckers.

So grab the shackles.

Where exactly are we going?

We're gonna find another
road, find another driver,

get to a phone and finish this.

What do we do with the driver?

Whatever we need to.

Keep your cousin in check.

If this phone number
gets us nowhere,

then all of this was for
nothing and we're on the run.

We're probably gonna be on
the run after this anyway.

We just have nothing
to show for it.

Were you always
planning on killing Brian?

No.

I meant what I said

when I said let's grab his
share and leave together.

But like you said,
the plan changed.

Let's hope it
doesn't change again.

I'll make
sure it doesn't.

What are you doing?

Don't worry about it.

Just relax.

Okay.

Are you
fucking kidding me?

This is what happens
when you snatch somebody.

They don't grab their shoes.

Are you sure you don't wanna
just give her your shoes?

Come on.

There you go.

Rather than
sweeping her off her feet,

why don't you just try and
keep her off the ground?

Watch out.

All right, that's it.

Get away from her.

She needs my help.

No, she does it.

None of us do.

What are you doing?

You shut up.

Get away from her.

Don't hurt her.

She's perfectly safe, Romeo.

But you ain't.

Don't you fucking shoot him.

I'd be worried about
yourself if I were you.

You see we're in an "all bets
are off" kind of world now.

You fucking asshole.

Oh baby.

I kidnapped some
Rich Daddy's girl.

Fucked my best
friend's dirty slut,

and then I shot him in the face,

all without a
moment's hesitation.

Fucking asshole doesn't
even begin to describe me!

Now stand next to him.

On clever shit, man.

Play along for a little while.

Get us to walk
ourselves out here.

Were you, were you
planning this all along

or did you just
come up with it now?

What fucking
difference does it make?

Well that was a close one.

Wouldn't you say?

Gotta admit though, I liked him.

He was my kinda hombre.

Thank you so much.

He grabbed us on the road.

He crashed into us.

He had this girl in his trunk.

He he was gonna--

Honey, I can respect
a ruthless kidnapping.

I can admire a
coldblooded killer.

And I can even see my way to
appreciating how you worked

that slick little
poontang of yours

to twist man's dicks up worse
than spaghetti on a Sunday.

But I ain't got no
time for your bullshit.

Back to where you was.

Now.

Who in the hell
dressed this girl?

Oh goddamn.

We could see clear on
to the promised land.

I do like the bag though.

It gives her a bit of mystery.

Hey!

Now you ain't going
want none of this boy.

We's lower than a snake
belly in a waggon rut.

Who's we?

Oh, you going to
find us soon enough.

Now.

Get up

and get on.

Where are we going?

Oh, you all done left a
genuine prize on that road.

I aim to collect it.

You ain't gotta worry
about her, Casanova.

She going to be just
fine where she is.

Gonna have to use your phone.

Yeah, this is Wilbur Jenkins.

You'll wanna send
Sheriff Hill down here.

Go on.

Ankles and wrists.

It don't matter who goes first.

All right.

You,

cut 'em just over the shoulder,

bottom of the neck.

And you keep as much as you can.

You want me to
hack its head off?

Oh, that is why we're here.

Goddamn it, boy.

He ain't going to buck you.

He's deader than Jesus.

Stop diddling and
cut his fucking head
off like I told you.

All right.

Toss the blade towards me.

Now get on up and get it out.

There you go.

All right,

boy get on down and take
it from your girlfriend.

It's not my girlfriend,
she's my cousin.

Same difference around here.

Let's get a move on.

You don't want
any of the meat?

Nah, we don't eat them.

Where are we going?

That way.

And you can just die
right here if you want.

I took your boy down
at 50 yards, princess

and he wasn't
wearing no shackles.

Anytime you want to
make a run for it,

you be my guest.

All units, all units,

be on the lookout
for four suspects

in a green, late
model four door sedan.

Three males, one female,
early to mid-20s.

Wanted for questioning in a
kidnapping early this morning,

most likely headed
towards Spencerville.

Hey sheriff, sounds a
little familiar don't it?

The very definition
of the word.

Wilbur, do me a favour.

Sure thing.

I'm gonna radio
deputy to come on down.

I'd like you to wait
until he gets here.

I ain't got
nowhere else to be.

Much obliged.

Where's our friend?

Friend?

What?

Kidnap all your friends.

You know what I mean.

It's like I told you.

You're gonna find
out soon enough.

Dispatch, this
is Sheriff Hill.

Come in.

Sheriff
Hill, this is dispatch.

Go ahead.

I'm Southbound Rural Road Four

about 11 miles outta
Silver Seven station.

Pretty sure I found that
car we're looking for.

Roger that sheriff,

be advised it's confirmed
they did kidnap a young woman

from the city college campus
dormitory this morning.

They're likely
armed and dangerous.

They are most certainly that.

I'm guessing they're the
ones Randy Hallbrook ran into

before meeting the maker.

One of 'em dead here on site.

Looks like a raghorn

went through the
windshield, impaled him.

But cause of death
appears to be a gunshot

pointblank to the face.

No sign of the other three.

Or the girl they grabbed.

And for some reason,

they took the elk's head.

Well that's nuttier

than a squirrel turd, Sheriff.

Leave whatever deputy
you sent to Wilbur Jenkins

and send someone else out here.

I wanna follow the blood trail
westbound into the woods.

Roger that, Sheriff.

Be careful.

Thank you, I will.

Over and out.

Crusher.

Did you get the girl?

Yeah.

Alright, show him
where he put the head.

Boy, if your brains was leather,

you wouldn't have enough
to saddle a junebug.

Go with him.

Is he always that stupid
or just on Sundays?

Girly, you best put
a smile on that face

'fore I cut one into it.

Well that'll do for a start.

Let's go.

Have a seat.

I said sit the fuck down.

Good god, girl.

You sure do make it a lot more
difficult than needs to be.

Now you must be parched.

So where were y'all headed

with that little
lady friend of yours?

If I tell you, I lose
my bargaining chip.

Bargaining chip?

You're looking to make a deal?

She's worth a lot of money.

You let me go, you keep her.

I call you with
the where and when

we were going to
pick up the ransom.

You do it,

you're rich.

And what about your cousin?

Him too.

Let him go.

And how much is this ransom?

Quarter million.

But you ain't
touched your lemonade.

Not thirsty.

Well now, you ain't had
much house training have you?

A cold drink on a hot
day is a kind gesture.

Some would consider it rude
to turn your nose up at it.

I don't take drinks
from strangers.

That's right.

We are still
strangers, ain't we?

Now that is my fault.

Who's the rude one now, huh?

My name's Clyde.

Sarah.

There.

Now that we've been properly
introduced, you may drink.

It's poisoned, isn't it?

Sarah, I am on sick,

sadistic, twisted motherfucker.

But I ain't stupid enough
to spoil that meat.

You're like those people in
the "Texas Chainsaw Massacre".

Nah.

This ain't Texas.

Now be a good little
guest and drink up.

I am just trying
to be neighbourly.

You best do the same.

I like you,

but I don't think I'm gonna
take you up on your offer.

I think you

and your cousin

and that sweet little
peach you got with you

are gonna stay right here.

Oh, I was out of
ammo a while ago.

Bye for now.

Oh, you must have been
a bad little girl.

Bag is a nice touch.

Wish I thought of that myself.

Hey.

Hey.

Well now,

that is interesting.

Well ain't you the clever one.

And you so pretty, you can
make a hound dog smile.

What's your name?

Oh, you ain't gotta
be scared little lady.

I ain't never, it's hurt
something as pretty as you.

Well, not by choice anyway.

Now you are gonna be
our guest for a while.

So we're gonna move
you somewhere a little
more comfortable,

a little more private.

I understand this has
not been your lucky day.

Oh, it does seem to be mine.

So I'm going to give you
a little time to yourself

while I deal with your friends.

Now you've already
met my brother,

but you ain't seen him yet.

He ain't sensitive about
his appearance or nothing.

But it would be best if
you kept yourself calm,

which don't seem to
be a problem for you.

And just go along with him.

He ain't going to
do nothing to you

that I don't tell him to.

Can you at least nod that you
understand what I'm saying?

Good.

Crusher.

You definitely going to
be the star of the show.

Take her to the shed.

Well, I'm gonna
have me a little fun

with this one before
we hang her up.

Go put a loverboy in the chair.

Hey.

Hey.

Well there you go.

Now you don't wanna miss
your own demise do you?

Not much fun being all
bagged up, is it now?

Mind you,

this does seem to be
a fitting predicament

for a little cunt like you.

Fuck you.

You fucking piece
of shit hick fuck.

Oh, bless your heart, darling.

It's a little late
to sweet talk me now.

But by all means,

you keep on trying.

I said keep trying.

You goddamn fucking wimps.

Y'all just give in, don't you?

If I were in your position,

I'd be yelling and cussing,

fighting and kicking.

But you best believe
if I'm going to die,

I ain't going out
all quite like.

But you all,

you all just shut
up and give up.

Some of you try to appeal
to my softer nature,

my humanity,

as if that were
there to begin with.

Now maybe you could
talk me out of it, huh?

As though there was some
alternative to you just

ending up in pieces

on my barbecue.

And here you got your ribs

and your round

and your loins.

All the meat you's got to offer.

Now, normally we'd hack you
up for meat after you're dead.

But today,

'cause you're a
particular kind of bitch,

we going to do
while you're alive,

or at least carve
into you a little bit

here and there.

I like to ask,

what is it that's going
through your mind right now?

Am I bluffing

or if not,

will it hurt?

Will you survive?

Is that it?

You think you might
have live through it?

Oh, you heard about this
happening to other people?

But you ain't never thought
it could happen to you.

Why are
you doing this?

Oh god.

That's what you're going with?

The reason?

Well, everybody's always
looking for the reason.

Oh, there must be some reason
you're doing all of this.

Well, sometimes

there ain't no reason.

Sometimes

evil just is.

Shit.

What are you doing?

Setting the stage.

Now I gotta ask,

you cute little ransom,

what's her name?

What have you done with her?

Last thing you ought to
be worried about, loverboy.

I asked the name earlier,
but she didn't say it.

If she didn't
you, why would I?

'Cause I'll cut your
fucking dick off if you don't.

Now I'd ask your cousin,

but the last time we had a
conversation about your rans,

she tried to make a deal
and fuck off outta here.

She didn't mention taking you

until I brought it up.

Your decision, of course.

But if I was you,

I wouldn't trust
that little minx.

Where is she?

Oh, she's hanging
around here somewhere.

Sarah.

Sarah.

Sarah!

Now she's all but
dead, little man.

I wouldn't pity her though.

Compared to what you got coming,

she's getting off easy.

Crusher,

go get this boy
something to bit down on.

He's gonna need it.

See me,

I don't mind the
yells and screams.

Crusher there ain't big on 'em,

and he has a tendency
to shut people up

by turning their heads
into smashed tomatoes.

So you might want to keep
the volume to a minimum.

I'd ask him to leave but,

but he likes to watch.

Now boy, if it's any
consolation to you,

even if you told me your name,

I'd still be cutting
your dick off.

Probably right right about now,

you're wishing you'd made

some different
choices in life, huh?

Now where's that
little pecker of yours?

Must be hiding in
here somewhere.

Oh, there we go.

I'm thinking we should go
with something little more

elegant.

Well this one feels right.

Wouldn't you say?

I mean, I'm no surgeon

but I'm going with this one.

Here we go.

Well that wasn't so bad was it?

On to the balls!

Well, I am impressed, boy.

Most guys would've
passed out by now.

Maybe you ain't such
a Nancy after all.

Nah,

you are.

One down and one to go.

Almost done.

You are doing great.

Now.

We can't have you die
from blood loss can we?

Well done.

Let him go.

Now.

Fucking kill him.

Take those shackles,

put them on him.

He's gonna show us
how to get back.

I know how to get back, just

fucking kill him.

I'll kill him

as I have to.

Ain't you a piece of work?

This poor creature you
kidnapped and treated like trash

just saved your hide.

And you ain't even got
the manners to thank her.

Thank you.

Where's my cousin?

She's strung up side.

Is she dead?

Who fucking cares?

Like I told you,
she ain't dead.

I don't kill no one
unless I have to neither.

All right, smart ass,

move.

You too.

I'm getting my cousin.

Whatever.

Just go.

It is that way.

Get going.

Nah, I ain't doing
nothing of the sort.

If you won't kill me,

I'm gonna make you do it
right here, right now.

You only got one
shot in that gun.

That means after you
pull the trigger,

maybe take me down.

You ain't got
nothing between you

and your kidnappers right there.

Cat's outta the bag now.

And they know if you live

they're done for,

which means it's going
to be you against them.

And without no ammo
in your pocket,

you ain't got nothing
between them and the horizon.

Keep moving.

Come on.

♪ I am so unhappy. ♪

♪ What'll I do ♪

♪ I want for somebody who ♪

♪ Will sympathise with me ♪

♪ I'm grown so tired
of living alone ♪

♪ I lie awake all
night and cry ♪

♪ Nobody loves me, that's why ♪

I told you I ain't going
down without a fight.

You want me,

you best take me down quick

'fore I kill this
little shitbag.

Shoot him.

Do it.

Just shoot him.

Oh boy.

Will you shut the hell up?

No.

Fucking kill him.

Yeah, come on.

Do it.

You fucking pansy.

Shoot me down.

Cold blood.

Fuckin' do it.

Fucking kill him!

What's the matter, girl?

Ain't you never looked
the devil in the eye?

Fucking kill him!

Shoot me!

Do it.

Give me that fucking thing.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I'm getting

that money.

Go.

I am getting

that fucking money, bitch!

You the one they kidnapped?

Where's the other one?

He's dead.

Where is he?

He's
back at their shack.

Show me.

Can I just go home?

I'll get you there,
don't you worry.

But you need to show me
what's been happening here.

Alright?

This is a right mess

and I'm fixing to clean it up.

Now I know you've been through
a bit of an ordeal here,

but you're safe
now you understand?

Let me go home,

please.

Soon as you show me
what I need to see,

I'll do precisely that.

You have my word.

All right?

Now,

let's go.

It's not a request.

Go on.

You don't
need me to go in there.

You're staying with me.

Now go on.

He's through there.

He's gonna kill us.

Where you going?

He's gonna kill us.

He's gonna kill us.

You're gonna wait

right here

until I get to the
bottom of this.

You're at the bottom of this.

They're psychos.

You're mine.

You fucking little cunt!

Crusher!