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I look at the phone, remember the phone that's gonna ring

I look at the ground, I think the ground's gonna shake

And I look at you, I think you're gonna shake, and you're gonna shake

Joe, you hear that?

No, here in one

I thought Big Red wasn't scared of anything

You getting the heebie-jeebies, friend?

I am the heebie-jeebies

Remind me why Junior G-Man's coming along for a ride

I'm just here to make sure that whatever's in that box, you one pretty lady

Make another 600 miles to Fairfield without any trouble

So what's in the box?

Should I tell him?

A funnel-like spider

Probably the most deadly arachnid in the world

Only this one seems to house a plausibly demonic entity

What do you think of my achievement?

That's not the half of it

It was all manner of bizarre phenomena associated with this creature

Temporal, gravitational, I mean things you wouldn't believe

I barely believe it and I've catalogued the photographic evidence in detail

It's been kept sedated

In a state of sensory deprivation until we can analyze it in a more controlled setting

Damn it, you're not hearing that

Cowboy, you okay?

What's happening?

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

You all right?

Let me go

Let me go

Oh my, oh my, look

I like him better small

Don't let him get away, don't let him get away

No

Oh crap

Who builds a tunnel to hell in the middle of the woods?

Some kind of ventilation shaft

Coal mining country

Appalachia

Well that's just well, we lost the cargo

After you

Joe

Joe

Okay

Field work, huh?

It's not much like research, is it?

I just don't get it

Spider want me to go crazy like that

Something in these hills

Trees

And the dirt

Something haunted

Evil

This place has a stink

I smell pine needles

Underneath that Joe

Madness

Death

Called out the daddy long legs

Woke him up

How do you know that?

Dark things called

Dark things called the dark things

I heard it too

We are so screwed

Scroom chewed and tattooed

We need to find a father, we need to call this in

Mom

Mom

Around these parts I'm not sure which one of us stands out more

It's the devil come up the road

No it ain't

It's that red fella from the United Nations

I've seen him once on the cover of Life magazine

United Nations?

Look at you

Little oriental doll

Ain't you a pernissing

I'm special agent Songnam

We've been in an accident, do you happen to have a phone?

Sure we do

It's in back next to

The color television

And the chicken that

Shits out silver dollars

And the Mercedes Benz

Alright

Come inside

Anna, he's had some modern rags

So cut up in blood

Oh no that's not necessary

What happened to him?

I moved him also since I found him

Anyone thought of taking him to the doctor?

Because the doctor's right

Or you'd like him as a right

Trucks out, anyhow ain't no doctor gonna do him no good

Why is that?

Because he witched, that's why

Witched?

Child didn't have no sense

Kept teasing that Coral Fisher

On rocks at her window leaving dead things for her to find

Told him he better stay away from her

Everyone knows Coral Fisher be a witch

You said Coral Fisher?

Tom Farrell, I love the name

I ain't dead yet

Never thought we'd see you around these parks again

How many years it been Tom?

This fella, I reckon

Found this in the doorstep

Shit

Witch bowl

Have you not heard of these?

No, I have not

That's what made that mark there ma'am

You said Coral Fisher did this?

Why, you know him?

Used to

She wasn't a witch back then

Take out that boy's clothes and boil them

Calling out Coral Fisher's name

She's the one that witched him, that'll bust a spell

You going up there ain't ya?

I reckon I will

First I had to stop by and see my mama

Sorry Tom

Who figured you now?

She's dead

Long time now

Her brother come up to fetch her

Took her back east

Well ain't that right

What about my daddy then?

Never did see much of him

Not once since you left

Guess he finally drug himself to death

You weren't ever much good

We're all friends

Ma'am, I'll be on my way

Just a second Mr. Farrell

Um, was it?

It's Tom

Tom, this witch Quora

I might say

This sort of thing falls under her

Sphere of expertise

Do you mind if we come along?

Excuse us

Tom, hey

What are you doing?

Field work

I can't be alive

I'm taking you back to headquarters

Where you belong, in the library

Spilling coffee on your weird old books

There's something going on here

You said it yourself

This place has the stink

Yeah it does

That's exactly why you shouldn't be here

I need to understand it

Okay, not from some weird old book

But for real

Like you do

Besides, are you really

In such a hurry to tell Broom we lost the cargo?

If y'all are coming along

You best come along

May not believe

In what it has to be told

Yeah

Who's that there?

Oh

Look at you

All pie-eyed

What you come see Grammy

Who come for?

Huh?

What's that?

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

They want to know

How to make a witch ball

Well I'll tell you

It's easy peasy

You dance around

Buck naked

Calling out blood a weasel

Tail a rat

Guts and bladder of a black cat

Buzzer and eggs

And baby's

Nasals

Foot of toadfrog

Bring them back

You put a pot to boil

And it all goes in

Cut some hairs from your head

And your nethers

And wrap them

Around a gob of stuff from the pot

Make them round

And a good size for throwing

And that's that

You people

Want to trade your souls

With some balls of poison

Grammy Okum says

Go right at it

And she'll see you

In hell

The magazine said they found you in a church

In England

So they tell me

That's alright

Everybody knows the devil can't set foot in no church

You know I'm not actually

The devil?

Yeah

You know I met that son of a bitch

You don't look nothing like you

Where's Cora's place?

Cora?

It's Tom

Tom Farrell

Cora?

Cora?

Cora?

Cora?

You know this girl pretty well, huh?

Well, we uh

We weren't much more than kids

We were sweethearts

Figured we'd

Always be together

It was a long time ago, I guess

Cora?

Cora?

Oh girl

What would you do?

Play fucking witch balls

There's more

Cora?

Cora?

Cora?

What do you make of this?

She must be out roaming around

Just gotta wait for her to get back

Mm-hmm

They're demon familiar, huh, Spick?

Mm-hmm

I hate those

They feed on the witch they're attached to

They feed off each other

The witch, the animal

According to the lore

They function as some biotic parasites

The lore?

The lore of have mercy

Have mercy

My mother was a witch

I bet they lost that

Little detail out in your magazine, huh Tom?

I never met my mother

Never wanted to

In fact

Everything I ever knew about witches

I wish I didn't

On the way up here

You mentioned you saw the devil

Some 15 years ago

About a mile from this very spot

I come upon a stream

And there she was

There she was

No, not the devil

Close enough

Her name was Effie Cove

I knew right off

She was trouble

I'm ashamed to say

I forgot all about poor old Cora Fisher after that

You see, Effie

She was a witch

She got me all twisted up

Thinking maybe I ought to be a witch too

But all they talk about having power over other folks

Made it sound real good

Yeah

So I went out and I got me a dead black cat

When my mom was out I boiled it on a stove top

Until it went all to pieces

Took that mess down to the creek

Cleaned off the bones

Effie told me

Whatever bone I was holding when the devil showed up

That was going to be my lucky bone

So arbitrary

So arbitrary

I knew him right off

I heard tales about him all my life

Mr. Anselm

Some of the old folks called him

Most just called him

Crooked man

Crooked man

This story goes

Mr. Anselm was one of the first white men

Came here from Europe

Hundreds of years ago

He played both sides in the war between the states

Came to be a very rich man

Sounds like a real clever little fellow

How would that work out for him?

They say heaven don't have much room for rich folks

They got plenty down there

They sent him back out

To claim souls instead of legal tender

They say he takes

A copper penny

For every soul he claims from the devil

If he gets enough of them

One day he'll be rich again

One look at old Mr. Anselm

Scared all them witchy thoughts right out of me

I lit off for home swearing the whole way to be good again

I even took that lucky bone

Threw it as far as I could

Somehow I never could be rid of it

I was so scared when I got home

I just kept right on running

Guess that's how I wound up in the army

I come through it

Got a scratch

Ain't cause I was born lucky

Smart

Tough

Quite the opposite

It's got power in it

Just like that old witch said

It's got the power to hurt people

But I never used it

Not once

Like I said, I never wished harm on anybody

My entire life

But not even them boys over there

Trying their damns to put holes in me

Hey, you think that means I ain't really a witch?

No

You think that means I ain't really a witch?

You hear something?

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

No, honey

No, mom

No

No

No

No

No

No

No

No

No

Shh

Shh

It's alright

Shh

Enjoying that fieldwork, Joe?

How do you get used to this?

I gotta get you by the fire.

What you done in Coral, huh?

I know I was a shit-for-brains kid back there, but even with all this marble...

If you lived, I didn't know what to do.

We married, but he died.

Our babies died.

I was all alone, Tom.

It's all right. You just gotta rest now, okay?

They're coming for me.

They out there with Tom and they want my son.

They can't have you.

Not while I'm here. Not while I'm here.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

She out there. She out...

Looks like that's it, ultimately.

Oh.

Hey, you all right?

Who's this now?

This ain't who I come to see.

Well, don't I just like looking in?

Look in.

She never did have much use for going to church clothes.

There's my Tommy.

She don't look a day older than the last time I saw her.

Only way to tell how old a witch is,

you gotta cut her leg off, count the ranks.

You come back to see me, Tommy?

Hell no, I ain't.

You know who I came to see.

Not that pitiful thing Cora Fisher I hate.

Why, she ain't even much worth tormenting,

but I'd do it all the same.

Well, I was a girl expected to pass the time.

I don't know what you ever saw in that tragic little creature, Tommy.

Why, she barely got any soul to steal.

You keep her name out of your mouth, you wicked old whore.

I'm just playing.

I'm just playing.

You remember how I like to play, Tom, don't you?

I know why you're here.

And he knows it too.

Yeah.

Let's just call it unfinished business.

I know.

I am to finish.

She's a tank.

Still a wild hare with more spunky sins, ain't you?

Hey, that's enough of that.

You tell your master if he wants to get to these poor folks,

she's gonna have to go to me.

You?

Mister, he ain't a tiny bit afraid of you.

And Tommy, I never forgot.

He asked me to give you a present.

Freddy don't look like much.

I've been ridin' him pretty hard every night since you left.

Guess he's pretty near war, after all.

Curse you, Africa!

Curse you!

This can't be real.

Anyway.

No.

What's happening?

Freddy!

Freddy!

Dave!

Dave!

Tommy!

That's you, boy.

If you come home, you must come.

I'm sorry, Dave.

Cora?

Is Reverend Watts still in that little church up on the side of the mountain?

He is, but he can't go up there at home.

You heard him. He called.

The crooked man's waiting on you.

Maybe he is.

Maybe that's why I came back.

I'm gonna have it out with that old devil.

Not before I get to the center buried in church ground.

Oh my god, Cora!

Oh.

You didn't want me to squash you?

Don't. Squashing's good.

Totally approved.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hey, try to get some seas, okay?

I'm ready.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

You want me to take him for a while?

No, it's my sins that don't ease my burden to carry.

Think of it a little different.

I think sins are just a part of who we are.

If we're always done, we'll die with them.

You mean like Adam and Eve kind of sin?

I mean sins you can't shake.

You saw them off, and they just grow back.

I'm speaking metaphorically, of course.

Friendly folks around here.

Saw to the dimers.

Maybe you can help me with something, Cora.

I'll try.

I've been studying spells and what makes them tick.

It's more than just the words, right?

An incantation on its own does nothing.

Well, in my case, I sold my mortal soul off to the devil.

So it probably helps grease the wheel soon.

Right?

Besides that?

Needs to touch your heart.

When I do a heax, I think of the saddest thing I can.

It seems to make the magic come on stronger.

Ain't nothing I might be at news.

Ma'am, have you been trying to witch magic?

This is research.

You want to be real careful with that.

Coal mining country.

The territory's snake-full of tunnels.

If these woods are alive,

tunnels are like veins underneath the skin.

What is it?

Nothing.

Cora.

Cora?

Cora?

Cora?

Cora!

Cora!

Cora!

I can trust you ...

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AHHHHHHHHHH

Oh

Oh

Am I dead

That's alright

Everybody knows

Oh

What the hell is this place

I think you know, it's your mama, ain't it?

No, it's to me. I've never seen her face

Yeah, I guess that's her

Tried to get out of pain for all them sins

Now she had no restaurant or meeting

She ain't safe to wait more days than I know she can

You

Right

They were many

and sorted with demons

Flew upon the black goat and gave herself at the sabre

Changed her shape into that of Farnia's

And things are nine of them

He's here

Wow

That's a big fucking bird

The base takes many forms

This be the one

Sweet

Sarah

Please

Mercy

If you will forgive me, let me go to God

To God

No

This is where you belong

My lord

My master

What more can I give thee

So much more

Do you not feel the new life growing inside of you

Become impossible

A dark thing

Malignant

I can't wait for my dad

You set out to the deep of night

And the night things answered

Now you will give the world a gift

A gift

A song

I'll give you four

Songs

Wait, easy there, easy

What?

Oh shit, my head feels like many men know something

I'll take a swing at it

Cora

Cora

Cora

Cora

I used it

I used the lucky bone

If I wouldn't have went before

I sure am now

Man

There you go daddy

It's a consecrated ground

Let's get you inside your old center

Reverend

Reverend

Is that you, Tom Ferrell?

How did you know, Reverend?

She told me

She?

There's a girl here

Come in a couple of minutes for you fellas, bold as breath

You don't see her?

Well

Maybe she a ghost

Is it Cora Fisher?

Cora Fisher

Yep

Remember when she was just a little tempo

Devil might have got her body

But he didn't get her soul

I guess you did, didn't you?

I figured he ought to be buried in proper church ground

So you said

I did

But I think you've got another purpose for being up here on the hard kind, don't you?

Yes, sir

We, uh

We aim to go up that hill

You're going to his house?

Now why would any damn fool want to do a thing like that for?

My daddy's dead

Cora

You're dead

I'm sorry, girl

Maybe all that's left to do is surrender myself to him

Tell him, take my body

Take my soul

Take your goddamn penny

Just so long as there's no more killing on my conscience

And after all, a deal's a deal, ain't it?

That's ridiculous

You were just a kid, a deal with a demonic entity? How can that possibly be binding?

Oh, it'd be binding

Hell, boy

Yeah, it's kind of binding

Well, look, there may be some wiggle room

That's what I'm here for

To renegotiate

Negotiate, my ass

He do seem like a pretty persuasive fellow, Reverend, don't he?

Men's pride and falling, oh, that is

Well, if you're gonna go, best do it when the sun's up in the sky

His power's stronger than when it's dark

I'll stay in the night

We got a boogie-woogie for each

Looks like we still have some daylight left

You sure about that?

That's, no, wait, that's not possible

No, no, the Earth, the Earth doesn't spin

It, it, that's not how it works

We on his time up in the hurricane

You've got company

A lot of witches around these forests

Oh, yeah, babe

You used to be plenty of regular folks, too

Now I die, mostly just witches

Hallelujah

And I will lead the blind by a way they know not

And I will make the darkness light for him

And the crooked things straight

When I was a little boy, I didn't talk when I was a little boy

Shließen sie hoch und warten sie das Beste

So I got up and I went

When I was a little boy

I used to touch your heart

When I knew your hands

I think of the sadest thing I can

When I was a little boy

Let not your hearts be troubled

They're witches

It's a foot on metal with the crown.

Ain't that black magic?

Ain't no good here.

Guess we'll find out soon enough.

You doubt the power of prayer, son?

I'd just like to have some excessively high-calibram on hand.

Just in case.

Huh?

Penny?

I

Know you can hear me

And you had enough trouble for one day

It ain't even really the good

All your friends in that church with you

They all gonna die

All on your account so I gotta come out and face them

Oh

No, this is us don't shake this heart we're in the coal mines do they run under this church or they run everywhere

Coal mines collapse about 30 years ago and last time the ground shook like that

Honey man kill

Great place to build a church, huh Joe

Where's Tom

I don't see what so godforsaken funny

I

I

Little Tom Feral come back to see me

Bring me my lucky bone

I come to collect

Tom Feral

And I'm gonna give it to you. You gotta make me one promise

No harm comes to those good folks in there, but it was you put them in homes away

I

Don't think so

I

Like this deal

You want it too bad and that makes me not want you to have it

Go on inside Tom

Well, ain't you a pug ugly son of a bitch not calling the ghetto black here, but

Oh

Yeah, that's right and then full broad in the tree mention you aren't afraid of me

Well, guess what I'm not afraid of you either

So, why don't you turn around?

Take your crooked ass out of here and take those dizzy bitches with you

You had a different aspect when you watched your mother burn

I

Will you say don't be a god from this judge bizarre cell you big on you saw how she is

The sorrowful thing

She suffers so

But I have you my power

Molivar

Let her

Said it's so

You would do that

So this wall to return is all I have

Do you twist off the head and that little talk there?

bring it here

We just renegotiate

Negotiate anyway

I'm sure we can see

Why you got which blood in your frame

You're more like me you are

Lost snake let's rattle

Oh

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Crooked man gonna wear you out, boy.

Won't you shut your cursed mouth?

He gonna hate souls only you a hundred times worse than what your drunken daddy ever got.

You get out of my school, you witch!

Witch!

Get out of my school!

Ah, Joe.

I need you.

Reverend?

Now we both know, Reverend, a deal is a deal.

But here's what I'll do.

I'll buy that lucky bone from you.

Ain't nothin' in here for sale to you, myself.

Do it.

Okay.

Come on, Joe, you gotta pull harder.

Come on!

Oh, I know you got no use for legal tender, old man.

But what about time?

What did you give for ten years?

What are you doin' to me, Satan?

How about twenty?

Fix up those eyes of yours while we're at it.

Come on.

No, sir.

I can barely buy my ears and my flitches, and I don't want nothin' else.

Abby Riley done poisoned two husbands.

How'd she get planted in a churchyard?

So many sinners in this consecrated ground.

The flesh rots when the soul glows on it.

Oh, shit.

Okay, are you sure you're okay because...

You wanna stick your finger in?

No, I do not.

You can't keep bleeding like this.

I'll be fine.

No, you will not be fine.

You literally...

Part of the job.

Part of the job.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna have to get my hands on her.

How'd he do?

Fuck.

All right, let's just keep on comin'.

It looks a little different, doesn't it?

You always did like them pretty girls, didn't you, Reverend?

I could feel your eyes on me giving them Sunday sermons.

If you go laid back down, I'll begin to saint your world no more.

Kiss me, Father.

Kiss me like you always wanted to.

Kiss this.

What are you doing?

Carry Hicks.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

For Nikita.

Hey, looks like the county fair.

Flores sinned Baker.

Sinned Baker.

Sinned Baker.

In corner shower.

In corner shower.

They were dead embarrassed.

Sinned forgiven.

Forgiven don't mean forgotten.

Fired.

Failed.

Drunken old fool.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired.

Fired, Fired, Fired.

Fired, Fired, Fired.

Fired...

Fired.

Fired, Fired, Fired!

Fired, Fired, Fired!

Fired!

Sorry, daddy.

I can't even help him anymore.

Take my eyes away.

I know one old giver of the devil!

Don Farrell!

Give me that old cat bone!

I was never going to use that referee!

You first now.

I am a perfect man.

None of us is!

I've got a shadow in my heart like anyone else!

But you won't see that light, Don Farrell!

I'm gonna let it blaze right inside of you!

Just like that light be blazing in me!

I'm on fire!

I'm gonna bust that evil wide open!

I'm gonna squeeze it!

I'm gonna squing the Holy Spirit into this vile, unlucky bone!

I can't feel it!

Look at it blaze, Don Farrell!

Look at it!

Every grave in this yard has been dug with its shovel!

If it ain't for a guy!

Then nothing is!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna get you!

If it ain't for a guy!

Then nothing is!

Byron and his staff!

They comfort me!

Now work!

Yep.

Go, go, go!

Shit!

He's going home.

Uh-uh.

Help me.

No.

We call this in and come back with the whole team.

Better to finish this.

He's hurt.

He's weak.

I'm sure you're done.

Stay back here with the Reverend.

No!

You don't come back.

You keep going down that mountain and you don't stop until you find a telephone.

Don't ever come back here.

What?

Keep the shovel.

I've been called back since I can remember.

Long time back, a hurricane blew down a mess of trees on this mountain.

They never grew back.

No one's still alive remembers it.

Might have been a thousand years ago, for all I know.

In hell.

Maybe there wasn't no hurricane at all.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

How's that?

Well, the Indians say it's always been bad.

They say there's ghosts and critters up here, all during the flood.

Scarce animals, shonikens, mountain spirits.

They're meowing.

I might be just talking out of my ass here, but...

I might be looking at a dimensional rift.

Lovecraft type scenario.

The old gods forcing their way into our world, I think.

Yeah, I don't know nothing about that, but...

It's a queer, bad feeling place, that's for sure.

Don't need a new shovel.

Something in these hills.

Something haunted.

Evil.

And the trees.

And the dirt.

Tom said these hills were like a living thing.

Come again?

He said the old mines were like a circulatory system.

It's veins running underground.

The Crooked Man, I think.

I think he draws power from it.

You got something on your mind?

Something I don't like.

Maybe if we disrupt the power source, we can hurt him.

What?

I'm talking about sabotage.

If this were a war and those tunnels were supply lines,

we'd plant dynamite.

You got to dynamite that mine?

No.

Maybe something better.

A spell.

Go.

Get out of your motherfucking mind.

I didn't know if it was real.

Or if it was just a story to tell little chaps to scare them.

You ready?

They tell me their stories, too.

Could use a woman's touch.

They go down into their mines.

Make me understand why they built a church

on top of a very convenient access

to a collapsed coal mine.

Explain it to me like I'm a little slow.

Suppose they thought it was some kind of doorway

between this world and the other.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Between this world and the other,

they reckon they'd drop a church on top,

consecrate the soil.

Block the doorway.

Maybe not such a swell idea.

Worked all right up until today.

It's dark down there.

Dark as a devil's asshole.

If we're going,

I'm bringing this along.

Maybe it got a bit of holy left in it.

We?

No, Reverend, I...

Down there.

I ain't much more blind than you is, girl.

No, no, no.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

I always figured rich folks

had them some real fine soirees.

Mm-hmm.

Real fine.

Mm-hmm.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Bet you're wishing your friend was here.

Yeah, he's not afraid of anything.

Oh, I know something he's afraid of.

He's afraid to tell you how he really feels about you.

Tom?

Tom!

Oh!

The sun is coming.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Hurry!

This way, this way!

Hurry, Tommy!

It's too young to fight!

Let the flash of your missiles

and shards of heat

destroy them and wrap

this fire

that they may be

no more!

Ah!

Ah!

Magic

ain't like a bullet, girl.

You just can't bring a trigger.

Some things you can't

understand by thinking.

It comes from the spirit,

not from me!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Oh, crap!

Oh!

The first time you got the touch of a woman, Tommy!

Had all these years

been so lonesome.

Did you sit up

and dream about me?

I know it.

I bet you never stop

thinking about the way I touched you.

You got something

hard for me, Johnny.

Yeah, I do.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

I know well

thou art my son.

Thine eyes.

Thine eyes

are test to it.

Let's not pretend

this is some beautiful moment.

I don't care about you.

You never gave a damn about me.

Thou should have looked upon me

and say these things.

I said let you burn!

I gotta get you out of here.

How am I to get you out?

How am I to get you out?

I can't do the same.

This pain will do the same.

For the many

scenes I've done,

all those

witches end up the same.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

As only one

way to end this pain,

destroy me, my son.

No,

I can't do that. You can't ask me to do that.

For thy scorn,

for thy wrath,

thou a wrong type.

I hated myself!

Myself!

This goddamn monster

you made!

Groan

Groan

Groan

Barney on Sunday.

Because of Digital.

They're closing their eyes, because the sun is still rising.

Because of Digital.

They're closing their eyes, because the sun is still rising.

Barney on Sunday.

Because of Digital.

They're closing their eyes, because the sun is still rising.

cleaned up

forgotten

Those stick without meaning.

There's gotta be another way.

There is none.

No!

No!

Shit.

You got my big gun?

Yeah.

Some kind of booby trap.

A spell.

I almost...

Something broke it.

Shit.

Shit.

It smells like death.

And burnt shit.

Wait here.

Shit.

No.

No!

Crap.

No...

No...

No...

No...

No.

No.

No.

No...

Take him.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Please.

No.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Please, please.

No.

No!

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Oh

Oh

You better give me that, boys, eh?

Well, yeah, that's twice.

You might have saved your forked tongue, brother.

But you'll be by her side soon enough, suckling that black teat in half.

You must die in this house to feed the earth beneath, to feed these hills, these ancient stones that do live.

Hey, there, devil!

I got something for you.

That's recorder fissure.

I'm gonna choke on you, son of a bitch.

Look at this devil.

Fool is insulting to think he's a man.

Your road ends in the dark like mine.

And this witch, knowing you, burns both of you.

Like coral fissure burns.

Like your witch mother burns.

That's all for you.

It's all souls, ain't it?

Look at it.

You think that one's mine?

I don't know.

I guess you'll find out someday.

Like all of us.

You know what I think, Tom?

I think that so-called lucky bone of yours, I think it's just a cat bone.

All this time you thought it held the power, but I think the power was in you.

He was afraid of you.

He was right to be.

Oh, sinner, you'd better get ready.

The time to come is when the sinner was gone.

Oh, God, you'd better get ready.

All right, I've woken up to worse.

All of a sudden I'm home, Tommy.

I don't know how to be home.

Oh, sinner, you'd better get ready.

You know I held on to this old brothel for a reason.

I'm coming home to you.

You'd better get ready.

The time to come is when the sinner must die.

Move on, my switch.

Stand outside.

Joe?

Joe?

Joe?

Let me go.

Wake up.

Joe, wake up.

Come on.

Come on.

Get up.

You went inside the tunnels.

Unbelievable.

You're supposed to be the smart one.

Yeah, you're telling me.

Oh, look.

I got the cargo back.

Nice field work, right?

Besides, I wasn't down there by myself.

I was with the reverend the whole time.

Never would have gotten out of there without him.

I came in for the 60s.

60s, yeah?

See my decky bow, Joe?

So good times are coming.

Thanks a ton.

I ain't gonna miss this place much.

Me neither.

Can't wait to get home and just document all of this.

Yeah, Tom Farrell's not a bad egg.

Lucky you came along when you did.

He just needed a little push, that's all.

Hey.

Not afraid of anything, are you, big guy?

Yeah, well, there's an upside to something like this, Joe.

You see this face in the mirror long enough, the monsters don't look too good.

Yeah, yeah.

There's something you're afraid of, though.

There you are.

I'm blue, yeah.

I won't be blue all the way.

Well, the sun will shine in my back door some day.

Hope so and I won't.

Come in mine, it's blue.

When you see me right here, Joe.

When you see me right here, Joe.

When you see me left.

I'll let it just keep them crap eyes.

When you see me right here, Joe.