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Please!

Think you're done for.

Listen, that sound.

Oh, girl, you've got a whole lot of life left in you yet.

Please!

Yes, you do.

Yes, you can.

You're a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for.

It's going to go dark now, so don't fight it.

I'm going to need a come in, hound.

I'd advise against it.

All I'm asking for is a moment of your time.

You've already taken that.

Another one, then.

Dave Carroll, one of your fellow Hell Hounds, where is he?

Hey, hear me?

Who the fuck are you?

Someone you're going to want to be

awful careful how you speak to.

You want a beer?

Sorry about the mess.

Wasn't expecting company.

Yeah, I can see that.

Dave Carroll, how do you know him?

Get that gun out of my face.

First thing we get straight, Dave Carroll's no Hell Hound.

Just a prospect wannabe.

We clear?

Noted.

Now get your mutt chops off me.

You a hard girl?

What?

You going to kill me?

Show me you're a mutt, just like Carroll?

Don't think I won't.

How'd you find me?

Good at my job.

And what job is that?

Dog catcher.

What are you doing, perv?

Mia Kaufman.

Albuquerque, New Mexico.

You're a ways from home, aren't you?

I've been on your tail since Las Cruces.

More specifically, Dave Carroll's,

but I'll take what I can get.

Ritter and Sons Bail Bonds.

You're a bounty hunter.

That's what it says.

Well, then.

What?

Looks like the Silver Bullets were trailing you.

Awful kind of you to bring them right to my doorstep.

Nobody shadowed me, hound.

I'm sure of it.

Damn.

Looks like you and Blondie were getting along pretty well

before we rolled up.

Want me to rearrange her face for you?

You'd do me that favor?

I just might have to.

Appreciate it.

Then a few words, and you can go.

It stands to reason I'd let you go

so you can tell all your friends what happened here.

Now, drop the piece.

How deep you riding?

Three less than I was a few minutes ago.

We rode in from Cali.

Knew the blonde had found a Hound safe house.

She led us right to you.

Come on, man.

You said you'd let me go.

You OK?

I'll tell you once my ears stop ringing.

Rooster.

Hot damn it, brother, where you at?

What's the scrap yard?

Anyway, think I'm all out of road down here.

Yeah, I'll find it.

Who was that?

Think you should get while the getting's still good.

Where are you going?

Quite the host.

Gave you the beer, didn't I?

He's a Hell Hound.

You all right?

Should be now.

Just had a belt come loose on me.

I think I got it, sweetie.

I don't mean to pry.

It's just you're the first person I've seen out here,

save the landlord.

Well, try and keep out of sight as much as I can.

That's not...

I'm just messing with you.

We're neighbors now.

Where?

That little plot off mile marker 40.

Um, OK.

It's just we were told there wouldn't be anybody else.

Looking for solitude.

I just didn't expect neighbors so close.

But it's good to meet you.

Lucella.

I'm Virginia.

You got that little place off 45?

That's us.

I think I might have already crossed paths with your man.

Blonde guy.

Really cute smile.

Sorry.

Maybe that came out weird.

So you're good to go, then?

Tell you in about 5 seconds.

Purring like a kitten.

All right.

It's nice meeting you.

Likewise.

Kevin?

Baby.

It's just a bit of a fever.

You're burning up.

That's what it means to have a fever.

Let me see it.

Looks better at least.

It's almost fully healed, which I'd say is too good.

Once this fever breaks, grabbing that .308

and I'm going on a little mutt hunt.

Wolfy's had his last snack.

Speaking of which, you hungry?

Take a glass of water.

Would be nice.

And I don't want you hunting any wolves.

Eye for an eye, right?

Plan on taking a bite out of him?

Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

Let me go!

Let me go.

Give that a rest, already.

Who are you?

Just another houseguest.

How'd you get here?

Same as you.

And the others before us.

What others?

One by one, he takes them outside.

Horrible sounds.

Terrible screams, and then, nothing.

It's... it's all quiet again.

We got to get out of here.

Well, I thought your little excursion

this afternoon would have taught you about that.

You know, I think he does it on purpose.

Loose ties the binds, half locks the doors.

Just fucking with us.

It's cruelty.

Or maybe he just likes the thrill of catching us again.

Who is he?

I don't know.

Bullshit!

You know.

I know we're going to die here.

And I think you should make your peace with it, like I have.

Hell no.

I'm getting out of this place.

Fucking piece of shit.

Sitting on the bar stool, staring at the glass.

Want to run up another one, dfrink away my past.

Oh, ain't no way, girl.

I still want to keep you around.

Because there's too much whiskey business,

whiskey business going down.

You say you leave me.

You're bound to go.

Why I'm always the last one to know?

Got me standing, baby.

Trish.

What are you looking at?

Looks like your shirt fell off.

Bother you, does it?

Nope.

Hell Hounds?

Never heard of you.

Guess we're just that exclusive.

Right.

What the fuck, Trish?

Another one, Starla?

At least one.

What you having?

Beer.

Are you going to narrow that down,

or do you want me to guess?

I just rode down from the high country.

As long as it's wet and takes the edge off, I'll be happy.

Gotcha.

Here you go.

Local microbrew.

IPA.

Personal favorite of mine.

Rooster.

Didn't recognize you without your cut.

Stowed my colors, Alias.

Us Hounds can't be too careful these days.

Make that two IPAs, darling.

Hardly laying low in a place like this.

One percenters don't pay us no mind,

unless they catch us selling.

Most of these boys are little more than weekenders.

Any of them square with the Bullets?

Shit.

What?

The war is over, and we lost.

So I keep hearing.

Is it true?

What they said about Austin?

It depends on what they said.

Just since you're wondering, it was a fucking massacre.

Well, at least you made it out.

I wasn't there.

I arrived just in time to say my goodbyes to Pope, but not

with any time to stop it.

I know you two were tight.

But I'd be remiss if I didn't tell you one more time,

let it slide.

There's no one left to fight for.

Said you had something for me.

Sure looks like him, don't it?

Taken at a liquor store not 10 miles from here.

June 16?

That was over a month ago.

Son of a bitch could be halfway to Shanghai by now.

Oh, he's here, and he's close.

How do you know?

The man's been hunting, Alias.

Both inside and outside the line of the scrap yard.

Scrap yard?

Tribal land.

Purchased from the Indians by smugglers.

Started out as a safe zone for coyotes and drug mules.

Now, kind of a hotel for folks on the run.

What makes you think he's there?

Yards chock full of drifters, whores, and junkies.

All wanting to stay disappeared.

Good hunting ground, for sure.

Couple that with the fact he's been hunting undesirables

on this side of the line, I'll bet the hog he's up there.

And she is too.

Come with me.

For old time's sake.

Sorry, brother.

But this dog don't hunt no more.

Brothers for life.

Brothers till the chips are down, at least.

Hate me if you have to.

I won't hold it against you.

But I'm cashed out.

Consider that 411 on Carroll as a parting gift.

You got to be fucking kidding me.

I hope your little chat with Rooster was productive.

You know way more about me than I'm comfortable with.

I don't think that's true.

I don't even know your name.

Alias.

I doubt that's what your mama called you.

You didn't know my mom.

What I do know is we could find Dave Carroll a lot faster

if we work together.

Never said I was looking for him.

You know, at first I thought you were helping old dave.

Then, I saw you heading to the scrapyard,

and I put it together.

You're hunting him, too.

I started thinking maybe you were one of the good guys.

Definitely not a good guy.

Something you'll learn quick you don't get off my bike.

Sorry.

Forgot how you boys were with your toys.

Now, back to Carroll.

I never confirmed my interest in catching the prospect.

Besides, I don't ride with any outside the pack.

He's at the scrapyard.

That's what Rooster Cochran told you.

Missy...

It's Mia.

And, yes, that's what Cochran just told you.

So what if he did?

You know that country pretty well, do you?

Got the patrol routes mapped out, guard posts marked?

You're saying you do?

And a whole lot more you'll find useful.

I'll indulge you for a second.

And then, explain why this can never work.

You're a bounty hunter.

That means you aim to take him alive.

But I'm of the mind that this world has seen just

about enough of Dave Carroll.

A sentiment I share completely.

And if you think I'm going to turn him over to anyone

save an undertaker, well...

Personal thing, then?

Keep my motives to myself.

Now, normally, I work alone, but I'm not

afraid to admit that the scrapyard is

little more than I can handle.

I've seen how you took out those Bullets like it was nothing.

Well, I got to figure you're the man to team up with.

Scrapyard, you've been there?

I know the operation.

And it's a story I'm happy to tell you on the way there.

Fuck it.

You know I have a car we could take.

Or no problem.

Senorita.

Is everything all right?

Now that we're paid up until the end of the...

I'm not here for the rent.

I got word you were spotted in town.

Is that true?

I just had some shopping to do.

Yeah, that's not how this works.

I know...

Your cell phone.

I don't have a phone.

You were spotted in town talking on a phone.

Now, hand it over.

This time, it's a warning.

Next time you leave the yard without permission,

it's happy trails, senorita.

Understood?

Next time you need supplies or anything,

you come to me or one of the others.

All right.

Won't happen again.

See that it doesn't.

Hey, Remo, that new girl off of mile marker 40, who is she?

Who?

You know, girl with the dark hair, convertible.

Kind of hard to miss.

First time I heard of her.

Mile marker 40, you say?

Yeah.

I'll look into it.

Kevin?

Oh, oh, my God.

Baby.

Oh, fuck Remo.

We're taking you to the hospital.

I feel something.

Something's trying to burst through my skin.

Come on.

Let's try and...

No!

Oh, God!

I'll get help!

Oh, god, watch out!

Don't give me that fucking look.

Just be happy I fucking look at you at all, limp dick.

Just like your mama, putrid to the bone.

Just so seriously, fuck off and die.

You first, bitch.

I'm out of here.

You had a hell of a night.

Why are we naked?

Here.

I had the sickest dream last night.

It wasn't a dream, was it?

What's going on here?

It's all changed for you.

Who are you?

I'm your mother.

What?

Fuck.

Virginia.

Hey.

Don't touch me.

You really don't want to go back there.

This the scrapyard?

Yeah, about a half a click that way.

Where are you going?

Stow the bike.

We're on foot from here.

You're crazy.

Coyotes patrol the roads.

Any sign of outsiders, and they'll radio in the cavalry.

So unless this thing's got a stealth mode,

I suggest we stow it.

You want to tell me how you come to know

so much about this place.

Chasing down a bail jumper from here about a year ago.

Tracks lead us here.

Us?

Ronnie.

Collar was his to make.

He reconned this whole area from top to bottom

before heading in.

It seems like a lot of work for a bail jumper.

Yeah, that's my thinking.

Boss man's too, but Ronnie was determined.

So what happened to him?

Coyotes found him.

Did a real number on him before letting him loose.

They let him go?

Not before breaking every bone in his body.

They said that's what happened to headhunters on the yard.

Spread the news.

Guys don't play around.

Yeah.

About six months ago, they found the bail jumper

in a roadside motel outside Tulsa.

For all we know, he never even was here.

Hard break for your friend.

Not a total loss.

Putting his intel to use now.

Virginia!

Virginia!

Jesus.

Oh, baby, please, no.

It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Sorry.

What the hell do you think you're doing in my house?

Let me help you.

What?

Tell me.

Tell me!

Tell me what's happened here and how!

Kevin.

How do you know my name?

I know everything there is to know about you,

as any good mother would.

The last time was a warning.

What the hell is going on?

The beast is awake in you now.

What did I just fucking...

You're going to need to listen very carefully.

You did this.

You killed my wife!

No, Kevin.

You did.

Light over there.

What are you doing?

Wait.

What?

People.

Men.

Two of them.

Neither we're looking for, but maybe

someone with some useful info.

Did your little commune with nature tell you that?

Probably coyotes.

Good chance of that.

Taking them by surprise suits me just fine,

as they'll doubtless make excellent tour guides

after a little persuasion.

Hola.

Amigo.

See to sleeping beauty over there.

Take care of this one.

Rise and shine, and refrain from sudden moves.

This has all got to come as quite a shock to you.

How the hell do you keep doing that?

How's the whiskey?

Doesn't Seem to be doing the trick today.

It never will again.

The only thing that can quench your thirst

is the blood of a fresh kill.

What, rhymes and riddles?

It's hard to find the right words to explain all this.

Just who the hell are you?

I told you.

Yeah, right, my mama.

Because that makes a whole heap of sense.

Only it does, my love.

Don't call me that.

Why?

Because I don't even know you.

You don't remember.

So all this must really be making your head spin.

And then some.

It wasn't but a week ago when our paths first crossed.

Just on the edge of my tong.

I can still taste you.

Holy hell.

A kiss, Kevin.

The kiss that birthed you.

This is like a nightmare I can't wake up from.

Nightmare for you.

Well sought reward for me.

What does that mean?

It's been a long time, ages since I

shared the gift with another.

You did this to me.

Why?

Believe me when I tell you I didn't wrong you.

I'm a...

Werewolf.

Holy... you're talking fairy tales.

And you're living them.

I know how scary all this is in the beginning.

It's because of you, my wife is dead.

And... Jeez!

That's the hunger.

The what?

It's awake in you now.

And enhanced by the fullness of the moon.

God, this is... this is a living nightmare.

Not so, dearest.

Let me teach you how to quell it,

fill that need the burns so bright inside.

Kevin, you haven't the slightest concept

of what wonders await you.

Couldn't say I can believe.

All you need to do is take my hands.

Hey, wake up.

He's back.

Thought you two could use a little company.

Fucking psycho bastard.

What'd you do to her?

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Chloroform.

Ether.

Something like it.

What?

That's how we got me.

How about you?

Guess I managed that part for him.

I knew falling off the wagon was going to hurt, but damn.

You're from the scrapyard?

What makes you say that.

Well, that's where we are.

God.

This just keeps getting better.

Can't imagine a shittier ending to my sordid little life story.

What about you?

Just a drifter.

Nobody's just a drifter.

Well, I don't have any family.

No one close.

Just go where the road leads.

And it led you here.

As you say, shitty fucking ending.

How's the bondage?

Nothing turns me on quite like a good..

I don't want to know.

Sorry, partner.

No Espanol.

Extracting info's going to be a breeze.

David Carroll.

Where is he?

Let us go, and maybe, just maybe, I'll tell you.

Tell us where he's at, and maybe, just maybe,

I'll let you go.

Fuck you!

Don't promise me a good time.

Fuck!

Alias, think a little tact would go a long way.

Listen to your...

Hold on.

What are you doing?

This is what I've been waiting for.

We're going to play a game, OK?

I love games.

Yeah?

Every question that gets an answer, I make a cut.

Fair enough?

Very.

Smooth.

Let's start with an easy one.

Dave Caroll, you know him?

Yeah?

Oh, good.

Where is he?

Sorry, no cut.

Come closer.

Come real close.

Remo.

Remo is who you're looking for.

Who's Remo?

Shock collar in jefe.

King of this motherfucking shithole.

How do I find him?

Can't you see I'm busy here?

I'll be very busy, huh?

See that radio over there?

If you're a good little girl, I'll call them for you.

All right.

No, don't get off.

Don't get off.

Yeah, baby.

Shut up!

Uno, dos, tres.

Hola.

No more.

No more, no further.

We stop now, darling.

You're so close.

Close to what?

Breath in deeply through your nose.

Why?

Just do it.

Can you smell them?

Now listen, are you there?

I hear voices.

They call to you.

Who are they?

Let's find out together.

Not half bad, but I prefer a little more meat on the bone.

Same here.

Who that?

What you got cooking?

A meal fit only for kings.

What's wrong with him?

Boy's got a craving inside him.

Well, you know what, little missy?

Because me and old Coop here, we ain't

got to finish off this massive feast ourselves.

Yeah, why not.

Go ahead and pop a squat by the fire.

Nothing like a fresh kill, is there, Kevin?

We're coming in.

Weapons stowed.

Welcome.

You the biker man?

Yes, sir.

Why are you here?

Lady and I are running down a real piece of human garbage

named Dave Carroll.

Should be in the company of a woman.

Real looker too.

It would be out of place with a dreg like Caroll.

What the fuck!

Damn.

Drop it.

You know, you really fucked this up.

You could have come to me as a gentleman, asked me

for my help.

You would have found me more than willing to give up Caroll.

That so?

See, there's rules in the yard.

Laws keep the peace, keep everybody safe, but Caroll...

Conformity has always been a bit of a struggle for him.

See, leaves the yard anytime he pleases.

That's bad enough.

But he's been making these little abduction runs,

stealing people from the world.

Hell knows what he does to them.

He's a monster, there's no denying that.

Monsters tend to draw attention to themselves.

That they do.

This can all end tonight.

Tell me where he's holed up and I'll

take care of your Dave Carroll problem once and for all.

I'm afraid it's too late for that.

Hey, mister...

Wasn't fucking talking to you.

See, you coming at me hard, amigo.

Can't go back now.

So that takes us to this place.

Shit.

Antonio.

I'm going to take my time with you.

Dave Caroll style.

Tony, ease up.

You kill her fast, I'll kill you slow.

I asked you not to do it.

Alias, how do you feel?

Don't move.

All right.

That could have gone better.

I know you're breathing, but we need to call a doctor.

No one nearby,.

The first one went through.

I can feel the second and third like a fire in my guts.

You're really not going to want to see this.

What?

Crazy fucking idiot.

Stop!

There's one.

Hey, girl.

What's your name?

What difference does that make?

I'm Emma.

Brandy.

That's a pretty name.

This is Tommy.

He doesn't want to fight anymore.

How about you?

What?

I think you still got some fight in you.

Am I right?

I guess so.

Yeah, well, so do I.

What are we going to do?

Still working on that, Brandy.

That is crazy.

Crazy.

Now this sweet thing, they'll put some hair on them titties.

Perfect.

Damn.

You got a real lucky find,..

You have no idea.

Man, you should learn to live a little.

And you in the presence of a celebrity.

Celebrity?

Not me.

Coop over here.

Do tell, Coop.

Long time ago.

Glad to say nobody hardly remembers.

Remembers what?

You know those airport metal detectors?

Well, Coop over here invented those.

No shit.

In a manner of speaking.

Wait, Coop.

You're not... DB Cooper?

Flattered to know the name.

All that happened 20 years before you were born,

I'm guessing.

All what happened?

Don't tell me you've never heard of DB Cooper.

Infamous airline hijacker, made off with a pile of money

and was never seen again.

And been living the high life ever since.

Crazy.

What about you?

What turn of fate brought this pair of young and lovelies

to the scrapyard?

Oh, I just followed the road, as always.

Led me here.

First to Kevin and now to a bona fide celebrity.

What about you, boy?

What?

You're in the yard, son.

Must have done something to earn your keep.

I don't like to talk about it.

Come now, Kevin.

No secrets between friends.

Spill it, son.

What you in here for?

Murder.

If you must know.

And he looked so sweet and innocent.

My wife, her father didn't exactly approve of me.

An old story.

And you killed him?

Not me.

Virginia?

That sweet little thing?

We got married in secret.

And once her father found out, he

beat her within an inch of her life.

For that I would have killed him.

She beat me to it.

We saddled up, hit the road.

Damn.

And where's your better half now?

She takes no exception to you traipsing around

in the dark with this one?

You're giving birth over there, boy?

Don't pick on him.

He's not feeling well.

Well, he's just not right.

What the hell you been eating, son?

Listen, you got to get out of here.

This is our spot, slick.

Probably best you both be on your way.

Thought we were friends.

Sorry, girlie, this one's kind of spoiling the mood.

We're asking nicely.

Yeah, you better get a body here now, sweet tits.

Now, Kevin, I thought you were chivalrous.

You're just going to lie there or will you defend my honor?

Time to go.

Well, children often are a disappointment to their mother.

Yo, I'm not going to warn you again.

Oh, hell no, bitch.

Hey, easy, Toby.

You're going to let him hit me too?

Kid's got that much sense to him.

Now get out of here before I make you both my bitches.

Kevin, baby.

No.

Babe.

No, I said no!

Let's just get out of here.

Do as he says, missy.

Not ready to kill.

Fine, Kevin, have it your way.

Yo, I'm not going to warn you...

There.

I took care of the hard part for you.

Monster.

That we are.

And it's about time you stop fighting what's in your nature.

Good boy.

That's right.

Make mama proud.

Mama's hungry too.

For fuck's sake, you boys are heavy.

Where'd they go?

I was tired of looking at them, so I

did a little housecleaning.

Why?

What did I just tell you?

Sorry.

We've got to figure out what we got to do next.

They'll be coming in any minute.

What the fuck?

Your wounds...

I tend to patch over pretty quickly.

Who are you?

Besides the guy with a fake name.

Last of a dying breed.

All right, enough with the quippy remarks.

So you should be dead twice over by now.

Sorry to disappoint.

Alias, I've seen a lot of things in my life,

but this...

You're a...

Werewolf.

Fuck you.

What?

Tell me what's going on!

I just did.

You're a werewolf.

And a biker.

A lover of Craft IPA.

Speaking of which, this water is not going to cut it.

You're a fucking asshole.

That too.

Calm down.

Now we're talking.

Hey, drink.

I didn't prepare to come to this.

I've been try to hold it off as long as I could.

But?

It's another one of these things you're not

going to want to see.

After eating those rounds

and losing all that blood tonight, I have to feed.

There's plenty in the kitchen.

Our friends left it well stocked.

It's what's outside I'm craving.

What do you mean?

Sorry.

What are you doing?

Much better.

You're a werewolf.

I know that.

You can't pass out on me.

I just need a moment to catch my breath.

Eating lead's not as easy as it used to be.

Hey.

Come on.

Eyes open.

All right.

What do you need to talk about?

Well, I've got questions, naturally.

Fire away.

Were you born like this?

I mean...

No.

Then how did you become...

Too long an answer.

Are there more like you?

A few.

Dave Carroll, is he a werewolf too?

Not unless she turned him.

Who's she?

Lucella.

That's the one you asked The Coyote about.

You think she's with Caroll?

I do.

Tell me about her.

She's been riding with the pack longer than I've been turned.

But her and the alpha, fella named Pope,

they had a difference of opinion.

So she saw this out to The Bullets.

And The Bullets are...

Silver Bullets are werewolf hunters.

Of course, right.

Blood feud's been going on as long as anybody can remember.

So you're tracking down Lucella for revenge?

Yep.

Simple, old revenge.

I guess it's a good motive.

Time was Caroll had been up for membership,

but Pope found him lacking in quality.

No doubt that's why he joined up with Lucella

and helped The Bullets massacre everybody.

I can feel her in my bones.

She's close.

You're gonna sniff her out, hound dog?

That's the plan.

There's one flaw I've yet to reason with.

What's that?

If I'm close enough to pick up her scent...

She'd have picked up yours.

That's the onion.

There will be no surprising her.

If she's turned Caroll or anybody else, I'll be...

Outnumbered.

Fucked royally.

So now you know my secret.

What about you?

Why you doing this?

You might be a werewolf, but Dave Carroll is a true monster.

I could tell.

On his westward journey, he stopped at a little town

called Moriaty, New Mexico.

Never heard of it.

Well, if you have, you would still

give a damn about the people there.

Place ain't more than a little truck stop and a motel,

after all.

Anyway, the motel is where the girls work the spot

and conduct their business.

That is, until Dave Carroll crossed their path.

So why you?

You know someone?

Just lost and forgotten souls.

Easy prey for a man like Dave Carroll.

You're prepared to settle the score.

Someone has to.

Yeah, I guess that's right.

If you could have seen him torn up, like...

As if by a wolf.

You think?

Lucella, probably.

Unless she turned Caroll, then it'll be a meal for two.

Christ.

Sun'll be up soon.

You should get some rest.

I'll stay and look out, give a holler

if any more Coyotes show up.

A guard dog.

I seem to have made a mess of myself.

You have to remember to strip before you turn.

Well, I can't control it.

It's like that in the beginning.

But in time, you'll learn all the tricks of the trade.

How long have you been a...

You know.

You can say it.

Werewolf.

I was turned ages ago.

The first 100 years were a challenge.

The last few centuries just seemed to fly by.

So you're like, 400 or something?

Never ask a woman her age, Kevin.

I'm just saying.

You wear it well.

Thank you.

Where are we going?

It's a surprise.

I am done with your surprises.

You OK?

Am I OK?

You had no right to do this to me.

I hate you so fucking bad.

I know.

Why?

Because I made you.

We're a family now.

A pack.

The two of us hardly make a pack.

True enough, but I'm very careful about who

I choose to blood with.

Blood with?

Turn.

It's a gift.

It's not easily won.

Why me?

I came across you by the stream.

I had no plan on doing any more than killing you,

but when I tasted you I knew I wanted you to myself.

Yeah.

And then I killed my wife.

I told you it wasn't supposed to happen that way.

It's exactly how you wanted it to go down.

Still I desire you.

At least as much as I crave taste the blood on my tongue.

A werewolf and his maker are joined down to our very bones.

What was that for?

You'd be what I hope'd to be.

Thirsty, fellas?

Alias.

What?

Time to move.

I need you all to listen good.

I am expecting company tonight, so I need you

to be at your best behavior.

Wakey, wakey.

Get up.

Don't just do what he says.

Pipe down over there.

Why?

What's the point of making this easy for you?

You told me what happens when he takes him out of here.

How they're never seen again.

Hey, mouthy bitch, clamp it shut.

Or what?

Where are we going?

I had something special planned.

A welcome to the family party.

I think we're just safer in the company of friends.

Friends?

What friends?

I like it when you make me work for it.

Your friend lives here?

Caroll?

There you are.

You're not alone.

They meet with your approval?

They're beautiful.

What is this?

Dinner.

What?

Your friend's not really hip to the program.

No.

I won't let you!

But darling, they're not for me.

Go on, listen to the rhythm of their hearts.

Tell me the desire is not consuming.

Hold up now.

I know it can be hard in the beginning, Kevin,

but you've tasted the flesh now.

Spirit of the hunt is awake in you.

This isn't hunting.

This is slaughter!

Hey!

You're so close.

I won't.

You blooded with him.

Caroll!

After everything.

Everything I've done for you.

And you make another before me?

Your turn will come.

When it does, I promise you it'll be worth the wait.

But we're out of time.

So pick one, Kevin.

Feast.

Gain the power of the hellfire.

Because tonight you're going to need it.

Silver-tipped crossbow.

A little gift from The Silver Bullets.

Should be a nice little surprise for our boy, Alias.

Oh yeah.

Please!

Please, help us.

I want to.

Then fucking do it!

It's not... it's not that easy.

This the place?

She's here.

And Caroll?

Three or four people.

Plus another blood kin.

This is going to get messy.

Oh, shit.

Hey.

We got to get you guys out of here.

No arguments on that.

Hello, Alias.

I hate to watch you suffer so.

I feel sorry for you, young blood,

to be pack bound with such a creature.

A fate worse than death.

Hard words, old friends.

True words.

We missed see each other in Austin.

This all should have ended there.

Hear this, boy.

She betrayed us, our maker and the rest of us.

She'll do the same to you.

Not so, Alias.

Kevin and I are family now.

In fact, I'm the only family he has left.

Better than even odds it was you that made that come about.

How'd it go, Lucella?

You killed his wife, his children.

Didn't have any pups.

His wife.

You made me think it was me.

A werewolf never forgets his first kill.

Why?

Because I'm a jealous girl, Kevin.

And for her to be pact bound, I'll

have there being no secrets between us.

It's time you know everything.

Make the hard choices.

Listen, to her word, son.

Hardest thing for a werewolf to do

is turn on the one that made him,

but Miss Lucella here can personally attest,

it's not impossible.

Finally, Jesus.

Now go, run.

We can't leave him.

I'll see to them.

Just get out while you can.

No.

It'll be faster if we work together.

So now you know it all.

So make your choice, Kevin.

What's it going to be?

Lucella!

Got it.

All right.

All right, let's go.

The hell is going on out there?

Trust me, mister, you look out there,

you're asking for years of therapy.

Now go to the stream, don't stop till you get there.

I'll catch up to you guys.

Don't need to tell me twice.

What the hell was that?

Go!

I think we should listen to her.

I think you better run, prospect.

The smart money stays on Lucella.

How about if you're wrong?

You be very careful.

Be a shame if you hit the wrong one.

Well, there's one hound dog I can put down for sure.

Alias.

I better help the pup.

You don't quite look up to the task.

You're the cause of all of this?

Just the bad parts, sweetie.

That werewoman, where'd she go?

It's gonna sting real bad, son, if it don't come out.

Just do it.

Silver Arrows.

Who would have guessed?

Silver anything, actually.

Well, the only thing that can kill you now,

but save a hangover.

You three all right then?

Yeah.

How about you?

Strong and spry.

Thank you.

Think nothing of it.

You know, you were right.

You did get out of there.

Yeah, that we did.

I don't mean to seem ungrateful or be offensive,

but I really hope I don't see you guys ever again.

Take care of yourself, drifter.

Yeah.

I will.

Thanks.

Put up a hell of a fight for a young blood.

Gave me a run for my money and then some.

Just thinking of Virginia.

That was my wife.

I guess, I go from here.

Seeing as you earned it the hard way,

the cut's yours if you want.

We are pack animals.

That we are.

You know, she didn't even tell me her name.

Lucella.

She's still out there.

And you're still on the mind of tracking her down.

She's got a lot to account for.

That she does.

Well, I guess this is goodbye, bounty hunter.

See you around then?

And just like that, we say goodbye.

Road's calling, hound.

Ready to ride?

You got to work on your name though.

What's wrong with my name?

Kevin, it doesn't sound quite right.

I like my name just how it is.

Going my way?

Where exactly might that be?

Just wherever the road takes me.

Well, hop in.

That's exactly where I'm going.

So West good for you?

It's perfect.

LA sounds cool.

Maybe San Diego.

Anywhere that's got warm beaches and lots of sun.

Name's Mike, by the way.

Lucella.

Nice to meet you.

Same.

I don't mean to pry, but you don't

see many people hitchhiking these days, especially

ones as good looking as you.

You say that to all the girls.

Yeah, I do.

But this time I actually mean it.

You're sweet.

You don't mind, do you?

You want one?

I don't smoke.

I got some water in the back, if you want.

Or if there's anything else you might need.

Now that you mention it...

What?

I'm a little hungry, actually.

'Cause I'm a hell hound.

'Cause I'm a hell hound.

In the dead of night, checking it out.

You know it's time for a fight.

Who the heck cares if they're than bigger than me.

Best say your prayers.

You could die today.

I'm on the prowl, I'm starting to growl.

You know I'm hungry when you hear me howl.

I'm a hell hound.

I'm a hell hound.

Something stinks really bad somewhere out there.

Checking it out, you know it's raising my hair.

No one cares if you disappear.

Best say your prayers and get out

of here or something bad going to happen to you.

I'm a hell hound.

'Cause I'm a hell hound.

Hell hound.

Hell hound.

Hell hound.

Hell hound.

Hell hound.

Hell hound.