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Trey, check upstairs. Make sure we're alone.

Noah, you on lookout.

Holy shit. Shooter, we made it.

Not bad, badass little bro.

Not bad for your first job, but check it.

It ain't over till we get through the border, you feel me?

Stash this cash just in case we get company.

Bobby?

What was that noise?

I tripped. We're all clear.

I ditched the van.

Jesus!

Fuck, man!

The van's down by the junkyard.

It's about a quarter mile away.

Where the hell's Bobby?

Told him to stash the cash. He'll be back in a minute.

What do you mean, stash it?

Where's the goddamn money?

You tell your brother to unstash a fifth of that cash

right fucking now!

Bobby!

What happened?

W-We gotta get out of here.

Where's the money?!

They didn't get it.

What happened? What are you talking about?

There's something down there.

- Where's the... - Shut the fuck up!

I put it in a...

Bobby! Bobby!

What the fuck?

Shit!

Trey.

Trey, you okay?

Trey!

Fuck!

No!

No!

No! No! No!

No!

Come on. I'll finish fast.

I have to get to work.

You still got almost three minutes.

My truck's too high for anyone to see.

No.

Had you just done it while I was driving like I told you to,

we wouldn't be having this problem now, would we?

You are absolutely unbelievable.

- Just fucking do it! - No.

Do it!

You just made the biggest mistake of your life!

Where I just came from,

any little gump in the yard could've tuned you up.

You don't wanna go a round with me, boy.

Deej, I need that steak and eggs, table six,

five minutes ago!

What can I help you with?

You got a restroom?

Sure.

Oh, my God, Sherry.

- What happened to your face? - Mom...

Don't Mom me. Tell me what happened.

I'm fine. Thanks to him.

Bathroom's around the corner.

Look, at least let me get some ice to put on it.

Okay. Can you leave me alone?

You clean up nice.

- Here's your change. - Oh, no. Keep the change.

Thank you.

You gonna be okay? Would you like for us to stay?

Apparently, this gentleman is a Good Samaritan, Remo.

I think we'll be okay.

Really nice what you did out there. Thank you.

Lunch is on the house today.

I appreciate that, and I will definitely take a rain check.

But I was wondering if you could give me

a little more information about this job here.

Oh, that's a big commitment, that one.

I don't think you want to tackle that.

Yeah, that place is a shithole.

Watch your language.

What? I'm sure he doesn't mind. Just got out of prison.

Sorry. I heard you say something about "the yard."

I did some time.

When?

I got out yesterday.

Hey, you guys got any beer here?

Just have root beer.

Anything for grownups?

Coffee.

- That works. - Great.

Can you get him a cup of coffee?

- Yeah. - Thanks.

So you got family around here?

Nope. Just looking for work.

Can I use your phone?

I'll tell you what. For what you did for Sherry,

how 'bout you at least let me get you a piece of pie

to go with that coffee?

Then I can give Father John a call for you,

put in a good word.

He's the owner of the place.

I appreciate that.

Make yourself at home.

Thank you.

What you gonna do when you get out of here,

besides get laid?

Ain't like I got a whole lot of options.

Checkmate.

See, sometimes you gotta throw the battle

to win the war.

You understand what I'm saying?

Hey, boy.

Boy!

Now, you better have a very good reason

for laying your hands on my own son.

I'm just not keen on guys who smack around young ladies.

Ask the girl inside with the ice pack.

She'll give you all the details.

Have a good one.

Wait a minute.

My boy's blade. That's a family heirloom.

I guess I'm gonna have to start a family.

I thought you said this was a nice neighborhood.

Hello. I'm guessing you're the fella that's looking for a job.

- I didn't mean to interrupt. - Nah, don't worry about them.

Couple of businessmen talking about making an investment.

I'm John.

Crimson Matthews.

Crimson Matthews.

Crimson's a interesting name.

Jan at the diner called you "Father John." You a priest?

Guilty. I am the shepherd of this little town.

Jan at the diner also tells me

you were recently released from the services of the state.

Is that gonna be a problem?

Nah. See, I figure it's what's on the inside of a man

that counts anyway, right?

Why don't you take a look inside,

see if you're up for the job.

What exactly you want done in here, and how much you paying?

Well, assuming I hire you on,

pay is 400 bucks a week,

plus you get to stay here rent free.

Here? Delightful.

Yeah.

I need you to clean the old girl up a little bit.

I'm gonna hire a professional crew to come in,

do the electrical, the plumbing, the carpets,

things like that.

You get her nice and clean, couple coats of paint,

that ought to do the job.

Give me a week and a ton of bleach

and see if you like my work.

I promise you it can't get any worse than it already is.

Hey, hey, hey! She can hear you, you know.

- What a shithole. - All right.

I'll give you a week. Come on out. Musty in there.

All right, here is $400 in advance

and 500 for supplies.

I warn you, there is electricity but it's ornery,

just like the rest of the old girl, so be careful.

You said supplies. I'm on foot.

Oh, no problem. Use my truck.

I do need a ride into town though.

Is there a basement?

Someplace that I can put the tools?

Well, not really.

There were servants' quarters out back,

a bunch of tunnels that led to the basement.

Once they started to cave in, we filled in the whole business.

There's a door inside, but it's been locked up permanent.

How recent did that happen?

About a decade. Why?

I appreciate the job.

I figure if you can give the old girl a second chance at life,

I can do the same thing for you.

Thank you.

Absolutely. You drive.

Man, come on! Can we just go home?

No way. I'm tired of Donnie winning every year,

especially when he talks about how many chicks he nails

over there.

Look at this place, Tommy. Nobody lives here.

Hello!

Hello!

We'd like a moment of your time to talk about God.

Yeah, that always works. Can we just leave, man?

I hear something. I'm gonna go check around back.

Tommy?

Hello?

Hello?

Is anybody there?

So...

I heard you got the job.

I got a week to prove myself anyway.

Thanks for putting in a good word.

It's the least I could do for ya.

So you're sticking around.

At least for dinner.

I was hoping for a sandwich or something.

Hamburgers and coffee?

Perfect.

So what's with this Father John?

Priest? Slumlord? Real estate baron?

I mean, there were two pretty swanky investors up there

when I showed up earlier today.

He's the benefactor.

Basically, the glue that holds this town together

since the mill closed down.

I got behind on my lease here a couple years ago.

He loaned me money, no questions asked.

Tell him about Ray.

That crazy guy? What about him?

He owned the mill.

His wife Annie was the prettiest gal in town.

Yeah. He lived in the house you're fixing up

before I was born.

Really?

Yeah. When the mill closed, Ray was ruined.

His wife Annie got real sick

about the time Father John came to town.

If it hadn't been for him paying their mortgage,

their hospital bills till Annie died,

I don't know what Ray would've done.

Doesn't look like he's paying his bills anymore.

He just doesn't like taking handouts from people,

and, well, he went downhill fast once his wife died.

So this Father John,

has he had money for quite a while?

No. He's always been generous.

No one really knows where it came from.

Probably rich family, maybe.

So...

we close tonight at eight,

but I'm not opposed to a man buying me dinner.

I didn't think there was another restaurant in this town.

Well, no, but...

I was thinking maybe we could have steaks at my place.

"Steaks at my place." No one says no to that!

Ray! No, Ray!

Ray, no! No, wha...

I'm so sorry.

Come on, Ray. Just sit down.

No harm, no foul.

Maybe some other time. Thanks for this.

Okay.

See you around.

Three years we been cellmates.

Yeah.

Not once have you asked why I'm here.

If you wanted me to know, you would've told me.

Seein' this is our last game,

I figure it's time.

I got a big favor to ask you, bro.

Yes?

Well, good morning.

I'm glad to see that you're still here.

We brought you breakfast.

Oh, hey, thanks.

I'm actually just on my way out.

I would've given you a call, but I didn't have your number.

Gonna get a cell phone today. That is one of my errands.

Well, my number's on the donuts.

- Where do you sleep? - Upstairs.

He should stay with us. You could sleep on our couch.

Yes. I can't imagine a person wanting to stay

at a place like this.

It must be full of critters.

As a matter of fact, I'm off to buy rodent killer

as we speak.

Oh. Well, the offer still stands.

- Yup! - Bye.

Bye!

So how much extra cash will it take

to get one without the waiting period?

Look, Mister...

Crimson. It's Crimson.

Crimson.

I can't sell you a gun here,

not without observing all the laws.

And wouldn't it violate your parole anyway?

Fucking small towns.

You know where I can find a Tracfone?

You got here fast.

When you call, I ride.

Besides, you big sumbitch, I heard you just got out.

Awesome, man.

I was kinda thinking though

you would've come straight into the city though.

I got some shit to take care of.

Don't take too long, man.

Some people are already starting to wonder where you are.

I bet. You bring me something?

Yeah, I got something for ya.

And you don't want to go to war without this.

And I had a feeling you were gonna get kinda bloody, so...

I brought you two.

Thanks.

Make 'em bleed, my brotha.

But don't tell anybody where you got that shit from.

You sure you're not gonna need any help?

Nah. This one's for a friend.

But what's in it for you this time?

All right, all right, I got it.

I'm outta here.

See you on the other side, motherfucker.

- How you doing, sweetheart? - Fine.

Say, I talked to my dunderhead boy.

He just feels terrible about that little fight you all had.

Are you trying to tell me that I deserve it?

Oh, no, no, why would I do that? That'd be totally inappropriate.

I tell you though, while I got your attention,

I would like to mention that you, your mom,

you're cozying up to this new guy in town,

and you know as well as I do,

he ain't gonna be around for long.

Know what I mean?

No, what does that mean?

Well, it means I... I done looked him up,

and he's done a lot of bad things to a lot of bad people.

Now, that ain't so bad. They're all bad. Who cares?

But some of the people, they end up gone, missing, dead.

I'd just hate to see you be part of that collateral damage,

your pretty little face, you know?

I think I can make my own choice about the company I keep.

You know, in this town we all like to take care of our own.

Best you and your mom remember that.

Got it.

Call the boy.

He's brokenhearted.

What the fuck?

Ah...

Yeah, that's how it's done, bitches.

That's how it's done.

Where's Elijah? He's not even here yet.

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

Oh, this dick's got a gun.

Get that light out of my face or... What's your name?

- Elijah. - Elijah loses his teeth.

- Please just do what he says. - Shut up!

Turn the light on.

So you were the little shits here last night, too, huh?

You got ten seconds to get the fuck out of my house.

Oh, your house? Who you think you're talking to, huh, bitch?

You think you're fuckin' tough with that gun, huh?

What is with all these little shits in this town?

He speaking for all of you? 'Cause if he is,

I'm wasting you all on principle alone.

No, no. Joe's a fucking idiot.

He doesn't run shit but his mouth.

- We're not even from here. - We met this kid downtown.

- His name was... - Tony!

He said that we should come party here. We didn't know.

He didn't say anyone lived here.

That little shit. He sent you here last night too, didn't he?

We weren't here last night.

I swear.

What's that?

Get out. Now!

Joe!

Leave her alone.

It was a fucking bloody mess in there, man.

Took out three of my guys like it was nothing.

They got Bobby.

They got my little brother, man.

See, but I was lucky.

I ran like hell, but I wasn't thinking straight.

Ran straight out of town,

right into a state trooper

with my picture sitting on his passenger seat.

What'd you tell him?

I told him what any brother would tell him.

I told him to fuck off.

Naw, man, but I didn't want that cop

to go find that money in that basement.

Money my brother died for.

So I told him my guys turned on me,

took the cash...

headed straight for the border.

Sounds believable.

See, but that's where you come in.

You been like a brother to me.

Look.

$3 million in that basement.

I want you to find it before somebody else does.

And I want you to find those motherfuckers

and then fuck 'em up real good, you feel me?

You do that, half is yours.

That I can do.

Look whatever's in there is for real.

But hear me on this.

Shit go bad, I need you to bounce.

Look, man, sometimes...

you gotta sacrifice the queen

to win the war.

You drop that gun, boy.

And the backpack.

Officer, look...

That's Sheriff.

Fine. Sheriff.

Don't you forget where you are.

You're in my town.

Now here's what I want you to do.

Just so we all know what's what.

Why don't you put your hands on your head

and get down on your knees.

Little faster, I think. On your knees.

That's good.

Now, I've been gettin' some noise complaints around here.

You know anything about that, boy?

I really wouldn't go in there if I were you.

Oh. You make a mess in there?

You really had to be there.

I bet you're right.

Shit.

- The eyes. - Ray.

- Ray. - The eyes.

The eyes are the windows to the soul.

I don't need my windows washed, Ray.

Don't let them steal your windows.

Put your shirt back on, Ray.

Go home.

Go home!

Hello?

Crimson?

Father John?

Hello?

Hello?

Crimson.

Shh...

What the hell is that?

You're riling 'em up.

Who?

The freaks.

What?

Hey!

Don't.

I'm gonna get us out of this. We're gonna be okay.

Oh, man.

We're gonna be okay.

Crimson!

Crimson!

Please. Please.

No! No!

At first, I thought you were a federal officer of some kind,

or maybe an undercover cop

come here to shut us down.

But, lucky for me,

you are nothing more than a common criminal.

A criminal of low intelligence and vainglorious pride.

A blight on all decent society.

I thought it's what's inside that counts.

Oh.

It is.

No. No!

Oh, we get all kinds in here, Mr. Matthews.

Vagrants, children looking for places

to hold for their sex and drugs parties.

It's just awful.

Bible salesmen.

Bible salesmen!

In fact, you're not the first criminal we've had

bless our halls, my friend.

I seem to recall several years ago,

an entire group of criminals came here

and used these glorious walls of hers

to hold up and hide the spoils

of their recent robbery activity.

You found the money.

Yeah, we found the money.

That very night, we found the money.

How else do you suppose we were able to afford

the upgrade to our beautiful new facility?

Facility for what?

Oh, you would be shocked to find out

how many lucrative and wonderful ways there are to make money

in this modern age, my friend.

Do you know that if you were to harvest each salable component...

kidneys, liver, marrow, blood...

that every human body is worth potentially nearly $45 million?

Hmm? Consider this:

A gram of bone marrow is worth more than $20 thousand.

A kidney, more than $200 thousand.

Now, admittedly, it is a little tricky

creating a steady supply,

but with the help of some of Chesterton's

more desperate residents,

we do manage to make it work.

You'd be amazed at how far these people have gone

to save their town.

No! Please!

Please!

So I'm betting you ain't really a preacher.

On the contrary, my friend. Romans 12:1.

"I appeal to you, therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God,

to present your bodies as a living sacrifice,

holy and acceptable to God,

which is your spiritual worship."

You see, I merely allow people to give as God wishes.

And I make a whole assload of money at it.

Please.

Help! No! Help!

What the hell's he doing to her?

Oh, I doubt he's doing anything more than operating the cameras.

You see, my clientele for his particular genre of filmmaking

is somewhat esoteric.

That's probably one or more of his creations'

sexual appetites at play,

which brings me to you.

At first, I'd hoped that even with your life of debauchery,

you would at least have taken good enough care of yourself

to be worth a few thousand dollars to me,

but when I heard of how you fought off one of Danny's pets,

how could I possibly resist adding you to the collection?

Oh!

So close.

You have such great strength.

You may actually take longer to break than the others,

but you will break.

Everyone breaks.

Fuck you.

Do you know the very best way to begin breaking a man

is by taking away the very thing that makes him one.

Oh! Oh.

Deuteronomy 23:1.

"No man having been emasculated or has his male organs cut off

shall be allowed to enter into the assembly of God."

You're gonna have to wait...

No!

They got my little brother, man.

God, Bobby, no! Come on, Bobby!

Ah, shit.

Bobby!

Come on, Bobby!

It's okay, kid. It's me, it's me.

- It's okay, kid. It's me. - Help.

We're out of here. Let's go, come on.

We're out of here. Let's go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Go, go, go, go.

What the fuck is this?

Look.

Come on, let's go. Go, go, go, go.

Really, Denny?

Really, Denny?

Get up. Get up!

- They are loose. - Huh?

They... are...

loose!

This little hobby of yours

is making you very, very careless, Denny.

Now pay close attention, okay?

Pay fucking attention!

I haven't taught you everything I know about pain.

Now take care of the problem.

Take care of the fucking problem!

You...

Get upstairs. Get upstairs!

Come on, get going.

Don't look back. Get going. We gotta get out of this tunnel.

Keep going.

Go upstairs. Go upstairs!

Find them up there. You, come here, you.

You get over here. Now, you find them.

And if you disfigure one more body,

you are gonna be the one praying for death.

They ain't gone.

Where are they?

Where are they?!

Now you listen to me!

I can go out there anytime I want,

and I can put a bullet in your little pup's head.

Don't you ever forget that.

Don't you ever forget that!

Damn it.

Keep moving,

Come on, let's go.

- Thank you. - Okay, here's what's happening.

You stick to the woods, you do not go on the road,

and you talk to no one, you find your mom,

and you get your asses out of this twisted shithole.

You understand me?

Okay, let's go.

Not us. You.

What?

Look, all these assholes gotta do is call the state police.

I just killed two people,

including my best friend's brother.

Plus they're probably laying at least six other murders on me

as we speak.

I gotta get the hell out of here

and be gone for the rest of my life,

not to mention the fact that my old cellmate

is gonna be one pissed-off son of a bitch

when he finds out his $3 million is gone with me.

Oh, fuck!

This is about money?

What email did you miss?

I'm not a good guy, kid.

The money's gone. I'm fucked.

I got no reason for being here.

So have a nice...

whatever.

Please.

Look, just find your mom and get out of here.

Okay?

You can't just leave me here!

Please!

Mom?

Mom, we have to get out of here. Denny and Father John, Mom...

I'm so sorry, baby.

All you had to do was mind your own business.

About what?

Mommy here should've taught you.

You never look a gift horse in the mouth.

Who the hell you think pays for all this?

What are you talking about?

You little shit, you know how this town works.

Mom?

Time to go.

No.

Mom. Mom!

- Please! No! - I'm sorry.

Mom!

I'm sorry.

Feel all better in no time at all.

- Hey, boys. - Jesus!

Who the fuck are you?

Who are you?

The preacher and the cop.

Real names, phone numbers, friends and family.

I don't know what you're talking about, dude.

I don't think you understand.

I've got this whole thing about revenge.

Fuck you.

These? They don't heal real well.

Anything coming back to you yet?

Okay, okay. They're in charge of the inventory.

How long?

Christ, I don't know.

A decade, maybe more.

Hey, look, I'll make you a deal.

I'll cut you in, dude.

Look, we're on the way to a pickup right now.

Check my phone. It's in my pocket.

Dude!

What am I looking for?

Look for one from earlier today.

From Abraham Issacs.

That's your buddy John's business pseudonym.

Yeah.

- Aw, Sherry. - Yeah.

She could be worth a lot of money to a guy like you.

Hey, your cut of four million. Yeah!

- Four million? - Yeah.

Yeah.

- Four million? - Yeah. Four...

Damn it.

Please. Please, no.

No.

Sherry, Sherry, Sherry!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Sherry.

My child.

You are about to embark down a road of such great purpose

that even if you were to be granted

several more years of life...

ten, fifteen, twenty...

there is no way in hell that you could possibly accomplish

what you are going to accomplish in this one single day,

in this room.

Fuck you.

You know, that is exactly what I thought you would say.

I was prepared for it. I can read you like a book.

You know, I happened to stumble upon

a rather interesting anesthetic

I think you may find fascinating.

Would you like to know about it? Sure you would.

Succinylcholine.

Now, I could go into a rather long,

potentially boring technical description

of exactly what it does,

but suffice it to say, what it does best

is it induces paralysis.

Paralysis means you can't move.

Not a muscle.

But sadly, what it does not do

is it does not block any of the pain responders,

nor does it render the patient unconscious.

Makes it so the patient, you,

is wide awake,

fully aware,

able to enjoy each and every moment

of each and every procedure,

or, as in your case...

procedures.

You know, Sherry,

you have been to me one glorious pain in my ass.

And those beautiful eyes have seen way too much.

So I think it's only fair

that we start with those beautiful eyes.

Timothy 15:13.

"There is no greater love than any man or woman

who is willing to give her life for her friends..."

I really hate assholes that quote the Bible.

Come on, kid, let's get out of here.

Tony, it's your father. We got trouble at the house.

I want you to get on the phone, and you get everyone over here.

Do you hear me?

Okay, I'll bring Greg.

You get everyone!

What about Denny?

Don't worry about Denny. I'll take care of Denny.

You just get to the tunnel. Come on, get out of here.

Go, get out of here.

Shit.

Denny!

Oh, jeez.

Denny!

Where are you?

I know you're here, little bitch.

I know you're here.

Here, piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy!

Here, piggy, piggy, piggy!

Anybody home?

You locked the door.

That's too bad.

I'm just gonna have to go home.

Or maybe I'll knock a little harder, you little bitch!

I know you're around here somewhere!

Okay, Dad, we're all here and no one's getting out.

You hear that? You know who that is.

That's my boy Tony and Greg Hoffer

and probably your mama sealing this house up good and tight.

Now you gotta ask yourself a question:

If you get by me,

how are you ever gonna get by them?

Goddamn it.

Ugh!

- Denny! - What'd I tell you?

You weren't going nowhere.

John, you all right?

I'm having trouble breathing.

I think one of my...

I think I might have punctured a lung.

Give me the knife. You don't wanna hurt yourself.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, this is bad, I tell you.

I'm thinking we maybe need to dissolve our relationship.

I mean, you gotta think, who could that man have told?

Who could she have told?

I think we just gotta cut our relationship.

We gotta pack up and move somewhere else, but don't worry.

We have the resources.

What?

Not we, John.

You feel that?

70/30, my ass.

Where do you think you're going?

- Let her go! - Hey, hey!

Don't you fucking move!

I'll twist her pretty little fucking head off!

Stop!

Stop.

Don't you fucking move.

Tony. Tony, it's your father.

- Yeah, Dad, go ahead. - Change of plans.

You come in here, and you tear this motherfucker to pieces.

My pleasure.

Everyone, stay back and make sure no one gets out.

Billy, you're coming with me.

Get in there.

Fucking kill him!

Keep going!

Get down.

Precious.

Precious.

You had to do things your own way.

Couldn't keep your mouth shut, could you? Could you?

Well, it's time to change our business model, that's all.

Just gotta change the way we do business, right?

This way's done. Come on, let's go.

Get up. Get up! Go! Go!

God, that hurts!

Oh, my God. What have I done?

Sherry dropped this in her car.

I already dialed it.

All you have to do is press send.

Yes, I need to be put through to the state police.

Come with me.

Don't you fuckin' move.

Hey!

Fuck you.

Pure horror this morning

in the tiny southern community of Chesterton.

State police discovered the bodies of four people

and partial remains of countless more

in what law enforcement officials are calling

one of the most gruesome organ-harvesting operations...

So I'm guessing that's it, huh?

Yep.

I think I'll be okay. I'll probably just...

Hey, it's better I don't know.

So where you gonna go?

It's better if I don't know.

Here. Take it.

How much is this?

I don't know. A lot.

I can't.

You earned it.

Spend it wisely.

Use it to get as far away from here as you can.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Now get out of here, kid.

You getting choked up?

I said get the hell out of here, kid.

I'll see you again, Crimson Matthews.

Don't count on it.

Inmate Shooter, you got mail.

This wouldn't be any weapon of mass destruction

or contraband being introduced to my penitentiary

now, would it?

Sure hope not.

I'd hate to see you lose your good standing

with the national honor society of convicted felons and inmates.

Enjoy your literature.

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