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- Hey, Adrian.

Hey, hey, wake up, baby.

Hey.

You're having a nightmare, Bubba.

You okay? Are you hungry?

- Oats and Honey? You have anything else?

- Sorry, I think that's it.

I think we need to find a different place to stay.

Grab your stuff.

- Mom, let's get a room. I'm tired.

- Okay. Come here, buddy.

Hi.

There you go, buddy. Just gimme a second, okay?

Uh, one night, please.

- You got it. Do you have a credit card?

- Um, for?

- You have to have a credit card to put it under.

- Right. Um...

Shit.

Um, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry.

I don't have a credit card. - Look, it's fine.

Cash will do.

Do you smoke?

- Um, no.

- Room 8, straight out to the left.

- Thanks.

We really appreciate it.

- Good night.

- Where are we going today?

- Just gotta make it to the next town.

It should only be a few miles away.

You ready?

I love you. - Love you too.

- Let's go.

Let's stop in here.

You okay? - Just catching my breath.

- We are gonna have to try to eat cheap. Okay?

- But I could eat a horse.

- I would not say that too loud.

Some of these people might actually own horses.

- Really? Can I ride one?

- Yeah, we'll see, if you're lucky.

- Amy.

- Hey, Jenny. - Oh my God.

How many years has it been?

- It's been a few. - Well, you look good.

- Huh. Um, it's been a rough few days.

I'm already getting stared at.

- Well, it's been a while

since they've seen you in town.

Stop. You're gonna get me fired.

Sorry.

- And this is?

- This is my son, Adrian.

- Nice to meet you, Adrian.

- Can I get a cheeseburger, please?

- Right to the point.

I'll tell you what, I'll get that going for you.

Amy? - Uh, just a coffee.

- Just coffee?

- And a favor.

♪ Been losing my mind ♪

♪ Been losing my mind ♪

♪ And I've been losing my mind ♪

♪ Yeah, all feel like that sometimes ♪

- Hungry kid.

♪ And I've been fighting hard trying to make it, oh ♪

♪ You and me, maybe we were meant to be ♪

I'm sorry to hear about your dad.

♪ 'Cause I can sell my home, so local ♪

♪ And then you say go from here, no fears ♪

Are you sure you don't wanna just stay with me?

I can talk to be Bill.

- Uh, no, no, it's okay.

- Okay.

♪ I should wait ♪

♪ I should wait, this is what you like, this ♪

♪ You're looking at it, even if you might miss the beat ♪

♪ The moments, they pass, stuck in the past ♪

♪ Everyone wants to be noticed ♪

♪ And one of them foot on the gas, maybe they'll pass ♪

- Well, here we are.

- Yep. Home sweet home.

- This place is so cool.

- Um uh, Adrian.

Uh.

And there he goes.

- You gonna be all right?

- Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

- I feel badly leaving you here.

- The fireplace should still be working,

so, I can chop some wood.

- You, chop wood?

- Wow.

Don't act so surprised.

It was a farm life after all.

- Well, mm, I can bring some groceries out to you, too.

- I'm really lucky to have a friend like you.

- If you don't mind me getting personal.

Where's his father?

- Um, he's adopted.

Yeah, uh, turns out I can't have kids on my own, so yay me.

♪ Maybe I don't know how to hold my head high ♪

Wow, there is a bunch of shit in this yard.

- Yeah, that's another thing.

Your place is kind of a hotspot for the teens around town.

- A hotspot? - Yeah.

It's kind of infamous around here.

- Great, so,

what are they just throwing parties or something?

- Throwing parties, doing drugs, holding seances.

You know, normal stuff like that.

- Seances. Wow.

Yeah. Normal, normal stuff.

Great.

- Hey you call me if you need anything.

- Um, I don't have your number.

- Oh, here.

- Thanks.

- You gonna gimme your digits?

- Oh, can't. Got a burner phone.

- Burner phone?

Sounds like you don't want anyone to find you.

- Yeah. That's the plan.

Thank you. Seriously.

♪ I should wait ♪

♪ Maybe I don't know how to hold my head high ♪

♪ Maybe I don't know how to hold myself together ♪

Ready, bud?

Let's go.

You've gotta be fucking kidding me.

- Mom.

Mom, are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah.

I'm fine, kiddo. Um...

I'm gonna need some help from you though. Okay?

Shit.

Fucking teenagers.

- Mom!

- Yeah, bubba?

Uh, don't, don't come down here.

Not until I've had time to clean up. Okay?

Great.

I love you.

- I love you too, Mom.

Mom?

- Yes, sweetie.

- Is she gonna find us?

- No, baby. Mom doesn't know where this place is.

- How does she not know?

- Because Mommy never told her.

No one can find us here.

We're safe. Okay?

Now get some sleep.

- Oh, sorry. Can I help you?

- Maybe. Looking for these people.

A woman and a little boy. Have you seen them?

- Nope.

- Look closer.

- Sorry, lady. I think I'd remember 'em.

- Two packs of Liggetts.

- I said, "You can fucking practice on a straw.

It's not that bad for the environment."

- Oh shit. - Hey.

Hey, beautiful. How much for a night?

Oh. Huh.

- Oh. - All right.

- Oh shit, man, she's looking qt you.

- Okay. All right.

- What'd you say to me?

- I said, how much for a night?

We can just jump in the back of my truck,

if you're short on time.

- How much you got? - Excuse me?

- Did I Sutter?

- Oh, shit, dude.

- You serious? You serious?

- You got a hearing problem or you just fucking stupid?

- All right. Jesus.

Shit. Got a mouth on you.

- Mm, you have no idea.

- I got the cash to find out.

- Consider that your fee for the cat call.

- Now wait a goddamn minute, you...

- Feel that?

That's me seconds away from cutting off

your micro-penis and shoving it so far up

your MAGA-loving ass that you can taste it.

- Hey, look, it was a compliment. I'm sorry.

- Tell you what, partner.

Why don't I leave you just a little reminder

in case you decide to pull that shit again.

Oh, fuck!

God! You bitch.

Oh fuck!

- Let me see.

I didn't know enough.

Fuck.

Let me outta here!

Let me out! Mom, Mom!

- Adrian. - Let me out!

- Adrian!

Adrian! - Mom, Mom, Mom!

Let me out! - Adrian,

Mommy will save you, baby.

- Mom!

- Come here.

What were you doing down there?

I told you not to go down there.

- Mom, there's someone down there.

- What?

There's nothing down here, baby.

- I saw something.

- Did you light these?

Give me the lighter.

Come on.

- Mom.

Are you okay?

- Hey, sweetie. Yeah, mm, I'm fine.

This house just has a lot of memories.

- Grandma and grandpa?

- Yeah.

- I really wish I could have met them.

- Me too.

I'll get it.

- Adrian.

- Hey, Mommy's friend. - Hey, kiddo.

- Hey. - Hey.

Brought groceries. - Wow.

When you said some groceries,

I didn't think you meant that many.

- Oh, there's more in the car, so.

- Here let me help.

You wanna go get some from the car?

- Mm.

Does he know?

- Know what?

- What happened here?

I take that as a no.

- Timing hasn't really been great recently.

All he knows is that his grandad died and left us the house.

- When was the last time you talked to him?

Your dad. Did you talk to him before he passed?

- No.

- When was the last time you talked to him?

- You're full of questions today, huh?

- Talk to me.

Slow down on that stuff.

Oh, oh. - Oh.

That's the Amy I remember.

- Oh, the excessively drunk one, huh?

- No. The happy one.

- You're just trying to get me drunk so I spill my secrets.

- I'm just trying to figure out

what's going on with you.

You leave town after your dad's trial.

You don't send me a text, call. Nothing.

Do you keep in contact with anyone?

I know Eric was asking about you.

- Eric Salinda?

From high school? - Yeah, man.

- Ooh. - He loved you.

- Oh-ho. Mm.

- I think he's still single.

- And there's probably a reason for that.

Cut the shit.

- It's, um...

- Come on.

I care about you. You can talk to me.

- We just didn't have anywhere else to go.

- Who are you running from?

- Huh. Um...

Her name's Judith.

- Judith? Okay.

Who's Judith?

- Adrian's mom.

- But you are Adrian's mom.

- His other mom.

- Oh. Oh.

- Yeah.

Good Old Kathy would've should a brick

if she was still alive. - Would've loved

to see her face. - Hmm-hmm.

No, you would not.

- So you and Judith adopted Adrian together?

- Yeah, we got lucky.

I got lucky.

- So why are you running from her?

- Holy shit. Are you okay?

- Yeah, just had a, had a little bit of a fight.

- Do you need to see a doctor?

- I'm fine, it's healing. - Are you sure?

So this Judith is a bit cray cray?

- Yeah, would've, uh, given Kathy a run for her money.

- Wow.

- What?

- Didn't you just say cray cray?

- Isn't that what the kids say these days?

- I have no idea.

- I'm trying to be serious.

- Sorry. I'm sorry.

Fuck. I have missed you.

- I missed you too.

- I'm so fucking sorry for coming back into your life

a complete shit show of a disaster.

- Hmm, oh. It's okay.

It was getting kind of boring around here anyways.

Needed some added spice.

- Like I...

shouldn't having me just unloading

all of my baggage onto you.

You have your own life.

- Look, I wouldn't be here if I didn't wanna be.

- Thank you.

Hey, I, um,

I really appreciate you coming by

and basically feeding us for the next month.

- Oh, it's what I'm here for.

- Um, I actually have something for you. Just...

Found it in the basement.

- Look at us. Uh.

- It's like peas in a pod.

- Something like that.

Well, I better get going.

Hubby's gonna be calling soon.

Well, I will be back in a few days to check on you guys.

- Sounds good.

Drive safely.

Fuck.

- Mom, why are we always sleeping on the floor?

- I guess I should get a mattress. Shouldn't I?

- That would be cozier.

- I'll get on that.

See if I can get one from Jenny tomorrow.

- I wish there was one in the bedroom that we can use.

- Mm, no, that one was tossed out years ago.

- Was it gross?

- It had cooties. - Ew.

- Yeah.

Now go to sleep.

- Okay, Mom. I love you.

Hello?

Who are you?

How'd you get in here?

Get out, get out my house!

Get out!

Go away!

Stop!

- Adrian! - Stop!

Get out of my house! Go away!

Stop! Get out of my house!

Get out of my house! - Adrian, Adrian,

who's here? - Get out!

- Baby, wake up, wake up! - Get out!

- Baby, what's wrong?

- There was someone right there.

- Baby, baby, there's no one there.

It's okay.

We're alone. You're safe.

♪ You better kill me dead ♪

♪ For they were born to lose again ♪

♪ You better run, you better run ♪

♪ I have a gun ♪

♪ I'll beat you up ♪

♪ You better run, you better run ♪

♪ I'll beat you up ♪

♪ You better run ♪

- You gonna teach me how to hunt?

- Sure. Come here for a sec.

Okay. Now stand about there.

See the target?

Okay. Little bit down.

Perfect.

You're gonna gently put your finger on the trigger.

Oh, hey, it's okay. It's okay, come here.

We'll just do it one more time.

- I don't want to.

- Oh, come on baby. It's easy.

Let's do it one more time.

- No.

- Get over here. Oh.

Hey, I'm sorry, okay?

I just, just wanna be able to protect you.

- From her?

- Yeah, from her,

or anyone else who might try to hurt you

or take you away from me.

- Okay.

- Yeah? Okay.

You ready? Here.

Stand a little bit more down.

And whenever you're ready.

Baby, that was amazing!

Nice shot! Baby, you did it!

That is awesome.

Let's go check it out.

There you go, sweetie.

Eat up.

- I'm just not that hungry.

- Baby, you love chicken.

You know, we're really lucky to have this food.

- I know. - Then eat.

- You think she's coming here, don't you?

That's why you have the gun.

She's gonna take me away.

- Eat your fucking food.

Adrian, come back here.

Adrian.

Bubba, I'm sorry I snapped at you.

Turn around, I'm talking to you.

- Mom!

Stop!

- Hey, baby.

- Hey, Mom.

- Oh, fuck.

What happened?

Adrian, what happened?

- You don't remember?

- The last thing I remember was chasing you in here.

Thank you, baby.

Adrian.

What happened last night?

- I don't know.

- Who did this to me?

Tell me. - Stop, you're hurting me!

- I'm sorry.

Was someone in our house? Who?

- I, I could barely see them.

- Mean you can barely see them?

You were in the room with me.

- They were hard to see.

- Have you seen them in the house before?

Must be a squatter or something.

- Squatter?

- Yeah, hey have to be getting in somehow.

- Mom.

- What?

- I wanna leave.

- And where the hell are we gonna go, Adrian?

We are miles away from town. My phone is smashed to shit.

So no, we're not fucking leaving!

We're stuck!

Okay, I don't want you coming in this room anymore.

And do not answer the front door for anyone.

Even Jenny.

- I promise.

- I'm gonna keep us safe.

- You didn't wash your face like I asked.

- I'm sorry, Mom.

- I know, but you always say you're sorry

after I've asked you a hundred times.

- Are you mad?

- I'm not mad.

- I want you to remember something very important.

It's my job to keep you well-fed, clean,

obedient and beautiful.

Beauty's a fragile thing.

Like porcelain doll or a China plate.

One false move and it can all just shatter.

- Who is it? - It's Jenny.

Open the door. It's hot out here.

- Hey. - Hey, you guys okay?

I've been trying to call.

I was on my way to work, so I figured I'd stop by.

- Oh, um, yeah. Uh, my phone broke.

Sorry.

- Are you, are you okay?

- Oh yeah. Yeah, we're, we're fine.

- I know when you're being a total bullshit artist.

Holy shit. What happened?

- It's fine. It's just some bruises, seriously.

- Be honest with me. Was she here?

- No, no. Uh, no, no.

My, my clumsy ass just fell off a ladder

fixing some lights in the master bedroom.

I did have some of that Wild Turkey you brought by,

but you know, my face broke the fall.

I am kind of saying that it was inadvertently

your fault from the...

That was a joke.

- Is that what happened?

- Um, we were actually about to sit down

and have some dinner, beef casserole.

- I'm gonna be late for work.

I was just stopping to check on you guys.

- Yeah. Yeah, okay.

- Thank you for the offer.

Lay off the Wild Turkey.

Okay?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I'll be back in a few days

with a new burner phone for you.

I don't like you guys being out here

without a way to call anyone.

- Thank you.

- All right. Bye.

- Bye.

- Hey, Grace.

What would you like to order?

- I'll have the French toast, side of bacon and a coffee.

- Cream, sugar.

- Black, sugar.

- I'll go get that for ya.

- Mm-hmm.

- Here you go. Black, like you like it.

- Hmm, thanks.

- Your food will be out a minute.

- Mm. No rush.

I'm just enjoying people watching.

- Not much to watch.

- See, I disagree.

- Okay.

- Don't play with your food, buddy.

You don't like it. Do you?

- Not really.

- Yeah, me neither.

Kind of tastes like shit.

- Yeah, horseshit.

- Ah, excuse me, language.

- What? You say it all the time.

- You're right. I do.

How about a Popsicle instead?

There you go. Go on.

You can thank Aunt Jenny for that.

- Mom! Stop!

- Uh, dammit!

- As long as I hold you, she can't hurt you.

Mom, I saw her at the table.

I saw her when she was choking you.

- Her?

Is that who you saw?

Baby, it's okay. You can tell me, is that her?

- No.

- Are you sure, baby? Please look closer.

It has to be.

- That's not who I saw.

- Then who the fuck did you see?

- I don't know! - Who did you see, goddammit!

Tell me who the fuck you saw!

God!

Just a second, baby.

Okay. Give me your hand, give me your hand.

I'm so sorry.

- See you later, Jenny.

♪ I first started looking for you ♪

♪ Make your stand ♪

What the hell?

You're Judith.

- Hmm. Morning, sunshine.

I hope it's okay that I'm smoking in your car.

I'd have asked, of course, but

you were sleeping like a little angel.

- You gonna tell me where we're going?

- Actually, I was hoping you could help me with that.

- Oh really? - Yeah.

Uh, Amy's parents have that farmhouse out here. Right?

I never got to visit, what with her dad being in prison

and her mom being dead and all, plus let's face it,

I'm not really the kind of girl you take home

to your parents, am I?

So, what has she told you about me?

- Oh, you know.

- No, no, I don't know. Enlighten me.

- Just that you're batshit crazy.

- Hmm. Nice.

- Looks like she was right.

- Maybe, but you don't know the half of it.

- What?

That you're an abusive bitch

and Amy just wants a fresh start with her son?

- Our son. Let's get that shit straight right now.

And where's the fucking farm?

- Go fuck yourself sideways.

- Sideways. That's a new one.

Listen, I gotta tell you, I am not one for games.

Amy loves that shit, used to play 'em all the time.

Give me a fucking migraine.

- Well, there's aspirin in the glove compartment.

- Oh cute.

I'm not fucking around.

- Why can't you just leave her alone?

- Because that boy is mine.

I sacrificed too goddamn much to leave him now.

- What did you sacrifice? Enlighten me.

- You want one of these?

- No.

- Listen, I know you think you know Amy,

you grew up with her in this shithole.

Let me guess. Graduating class of 65.

- 32. - Wow.

Just know that whatever she's told you about me,

nothing can compare to the way she is, nothing.

I'm here to get my son away from her.

- I've known Amy my whole life.

She's nothing like you.

- She ever tell you what happened to her mother that night?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I'm guessing she told you that same bullshit story,

all about how she woke up and caught her father

taking a knife to her mother while she slept.

- You're lying. - Am I?

Because I'd be willing to bet what little money I have,

deep down, you've known all along.

I mean, come on. You saw how Amy's mom treated her.

No fucking surprise she finally snapped

and murdered that bitch.

Now just imagine what she was like

when she wanted a child of her own.

There I was, ready to do anything to please her.

Even when shit went too far.

Oh, it's been a while since that's happened.

So now you know, I won't hesitate to kill you

and dump your body in that ditch over there.

And don't think for a second that doesn't apply

to your little waitress buddies at the diner.

Do you understand me?

Hmm? Now you're gonna take me where I wanna go.

Okay?

- Okay.

- You feeling better, baby?

- Mom, do you think it's safe to go?

Mom?

- Stay behind me. Okay?

Just stay close, buddy.

- Let me out! Let me out of here!

Let me out!

Let me out!

Let me out of here!

Let me out! Let me out!

Oh God!

No.

- Tell him!

- Okay, okay. I'll tell him!

I'll tell him.

- Tell me what?

- Just do exactly what I tell you

and you can get outta here without a scratch on you.

- She'll never come to the door if you're with me.

- I am so sorry, Adrian.

You know I love you more than anything, right, baby?

- I know.

- I saw you from across the street.

Not far from where we lived.

I knew then that I had to have you,

'cause you were so beautiful,

but I knew she wouldn't let me have you willingly.

Do it, baby.

- Right. - For me.

Do it!

Adrian...

Judith and I didn't adopt you.

We stole you from her.

We killed her and then we stole you from her.

I'm so sorry.

- Hey. - Hi.

- You all right?

What's wrong?

- I can't talk about it out here.

Can I come inside?

- I don't think that's a good idea.

- Please. It'll only take a minute.

- I'm so sorry, I can't.

- What's going on with you?

- Please leave, Jenny.

- I can't leave.

She's here.

- Shit.

Jenny, go, go get Adrian.

Are you okay?

- What's going on?

Amy, open the door!

- Amy!

- Ssh, shh.

- Hi, baby.

Drop it.

Now.

Let's go.

- You gonna tell me where he is?

- No.

Get on your knees.

- Planning on shooting me execution-style?

- I've got a guest here,

and I'm sure would love to see you again.

- Guest? - Yeah.

Think of it like a family reunion.

- What the fuck are you talking about?

- You'll see.

She's had loads of fun with me, but now it's your turn.

So why don't you come out?

I've got an old friend here for you.

- Oh, you're even fucking crazier than I remember.

- Fuck you! She's here!

It's a two-for-one special! Come out!

Come on out! Where are you?

God!

- Tell me where he is. - Fuck you!

- Tell me, tell me.

Looks like I win.

I'm gonna let you die real slow.

And then I'm gonna come after your little girlfriend.

- You stay the fuck away from her?

I'm sorry.

- For what?

For turning me into a killer like you?

- For what she's about to do to you.

- A...

Adrian, please.

- Adrian, don't, baby!

- Adrian, baby, don't.

- No, I'm not like them.

I never will be.

- Adrian, come on, let's go.