(PHONE RINGING)
GRACE: (GROGGILY) Hello?
- You still asleep? - No, I'm not...
Get up. I'm outside.
Why? What time is it?
It's time to go. Come on, hurry up. You're late.
- Hey. - Hi!
- Sorry I'm late. - It's okay.
- Good morning. - Morning.
Nice pj's.
Let's go.
We're going.
I know that look.
You got to pee.
No, I don't.
Yeah, okay. Yeah, I do.
Babe, we just left.
I know. I'm sorry.
We haven't even been six blocks.
Well, I got to go.
- Okay. - I'll be fast.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Can we go? - Yes.
You sure? Positive?
Yeah. Come on.
Gross.
Here. Hand me that water.
- Grab the wheel. - Whoa, whoa.
Come on.
Yeah. That's impressive.
Thank you.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(MOVE ALONG PLAYING ON RADIO)
I'm excited for the girls to meet you.
I can't wait to meet them.
Are your friends gonna like me?
They're gonna love you.
(GASPING) Look out!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
- Oh, my God. - Oh, shit.
Did you hit him?
What the fuck was that guy doing in the road?
Did you hit him?
No. I don't know. I don't know. Shit.
You okay?
Yeah. We almost killed him.
I'm gonna go see if he's okay.
What? Why?
Grace, we're in the middle of nowhere.
We can't just leave that guy out here.
We gotta see if he's okay.
That guy is just standing there, Jim.
He's not even moving.
What kind of freak just stands in the middle of the road
and doesn't even flinch?
Oh, man. He's coming over here.
I'm gonna go talk to him.
No, please. Let's just call somebody for help, okay? Let's go.
I don't want to pick up a stranger out here.
All right. All right.
(ENGINE STALLING)
What's wrong?
Engine's flooded.
Come on. He's coming up here.
Come on...
JIM: Fuck.
Come on, start! Come on!
(ENGINE STARTING)
No signal.
This isn't right.
I'm sure someone else will come along.
Yeah. I hope so.
You know, I never did a full 360 before.
First one.
Just keep your eyes on the road.
I will.
(EXCLAIMING)
Man, raining out there pretty hard, huh?
Yeah.
Hey, Doritos or Cheetos?
Cheetos.
Ding Dongs or Twinkies?
Ding Dongs.
Damn. Lady knows her processed foods, huh?
Yeah.
Pump number seven.
Hey, there's a guy broke down a few miles back.
Can you send someone with a tow, or...
Yeah, that's a no-can-do.
That's Buford's truck out there.
Probably be back around 7:00.
All right.
I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Good. CLERK: Oh.
You need a key, ma'am. And there you go.
I'm just joking with you.
Thanks.
That's a car, ain't it?
What?
442.
That's a bad-ass fuckin' ride, man.
Regular little pussy wagon, huh?
Right.
What do you drive?
Been fixing up this Camaro in my back yard.
Guys want to take a little break from the drive,
you can come on over.
That's all right. We got to get on the road, man.
I got a couple of donkeys in the back yard.
Me and my cousin raise those things.
I got kicked in the eye.
That's why I got a lazy eye and shit.
I tried to milk that son of a bitch.
You can't milk a fucking donkey, though.
You know what I'm saying?
(STAMMERING) Yeah.
All right. Anyway.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
(INAUDIBLE)
I'm okay.
- There you go. - Thanks.
- Hi. - Hey.
You have a motel nearby?
There's one in Tatum, about 15 miles north of here.
Hey, I bet you he's that guy who was having car troubles.
Yeah. Hey, sorry for taking off back there.
That was you?
Yeah.
(CHUCKLES) Don't worry about it.
I wouldn't have picked me up, either.
You still headed north?
Yeah.
Would you mind giving me a ride to the motel?
Yeah, okay.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
What's going on?
This is the guy we almost hit.
He can't get a tow until morning,
so I told him we could give him a ride to the motel.
JOHN: Hi.
I'm John Ryder.
Grace.
Nice to meet you, Grace.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON IPOD)
So, where you from, man?
All over.
What do you do?
I'm between jobs. You know?
Yeah. My dad changed jobs a lot when I was a kid.
Yeah?
Yeah, he's a salesman.
It's Ford trucks now,
but he's sold everything from Buicks to farm equipment.
That's probably what I'll end up doing, too.
Where you heading?
Lake Havasu. Spring break.
Sounds like fun.
Yeah.
I hope so.
She's a good-looking girl.
Thank you.
How long you been fuckin' her?
Excuse me?
It's a simple question.
How long you been fucking your wife?
I don't have one.
Well, what's with the wedding ring, then?
It helps strangers think I'm trustworthy.
Aren't you?
No.
Hey, hey, hey! What the fuck are you doing, man?
All right, you know what? That's it. Ride's over, pal.
Keep driving.
All right. Okay? Okay?
Look, we don't want any trouble, all right?
We just... What do you want?
We got money.
I don't want your money.
What do you want? You want the car?
I don't want your car.
Come on, man. What do you want, man?
Stop! Hey, what are you doing?
Jim.
If you fucking hurt her, you're a fucking dead man!
Jim.
I want you to stop me.
Don't hurt her, all right? Jim!
Then stop me.
(GASPING)
How? You're the one with the fuckin' knife.
All you have to say is four little words.
"I want to die."
Say what?
"I want to die."
Don't say it.
For your sake, he better.
(CHUCKLES)
You want her to die?
No. No.
Say it!
Come on. I...
I...
Want...
To...
Die.
I don't want to die!
Get his door! Get the door!
I'm going to kick this motherfucker out!
Get the door!
(GRACE SCREAMS)
JIM: Get out of my car!
Fucking psycho fuck!
Fuck you, asshole!
You okay?
Yeah.
Hey, hey, come on.
It's okay.
Hey, come on. We're okay. It's okay, huh?
(SHUSHING)
It's okay.
We should call the cops.
Okay.
What is it? What is it?
My phone's gone.
(RINGING)
RADIO HOST: Well, as we come up on 4:00, I've got something nice and mellow
for all you night owls out there.
Here's a classic from David Soul.
(DON'T GIVE UP ON US PLAYING)
Grace? Grace?
Morning.
Jim, I just wanna go home.
Come on.
We'll stop in the next town, we'll get some food, I'll talk to the cops,
and we'll be drinking beers with your friends by tonight.
Besides, we got one hell of a story to tell.
Yeah, you just wanna tell all my friends you saved my life.
Yeah.
Let's go eat.
Look at this. It is a beautiful day.
Yeah.
(CHUCKLES)
You ever think about having kids?
Sometimes. I don't know.
Yeah, I guess, eventually.
Oh, my God!
Pull up, pull up.
Shit! We gotta warn these people.
(HORN HONKING)
Sir, you got to stop!
Hey! Hey!
The guy in the back of your car is crazy!
He pulled a knife on us!
- JIM: Stop the car, sir! - He's dangerous.
Pull your car over!
The guy in the back of your car is crazy.
He's dangerous! He has a knife!
- Pull over! He tried to... - Oh, shit!
GRACE: What?
(TRUCK HORN BLARING)
(COUGHING)
Grace.
GRACE: Okay. JIM: Oh, fuck.
We're fine.
- You okay? - Mmm-hmm.
Yeah.
(PANTING)
(GROANS)
They didn't stop!
We gotta walk.
Give me a minute.
All right.
Fuck!
How did he find us?
I don't know.
Maybe he wasn't looking for us.
Maybe it was just bad luck.
What about those people?
It's gonna be okay.
No, it isn't.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
Hey.
Oh, God.
Hey!
Stop!
- Hey! - Stop. Stop!
Stop! Please!
- Please! - Please stop!
Nobody stops for strangers.
Jim.
Oh, no.
You stay behind me.
He might still be inside. Just stay here.
You don't want to see this.
Why?
Just stay there. Please.
(RELIGIOUS PROGRAM PLAYING ON RADIO)
What is it?
Don't you come over here, all right?
Just... Please! Please!
Oh, sir! Sir!
(MAN GROANING)
(WHIMPERING)
Oh, Grace, Grace, this guy's really bleeding.
I think we got to leave the knife in. I don't know.
What do we do? What do we do?
Open the back door. Can you clear it out?
We gotta get him to a hospital.
Okay.
Come on, Grace!
Sir?
GRACE: Okay.
It's all right, sir.
Come on, pick him up. Pick him up.
Come on, you gotta just...
(MAN MUMBLING) JIM: Sir?
Sir, stay with me, all right?
I'm gonna get him in the back seat.
I'll get his legs in.
Okay, go on. Come on.
JIM: You gotta drive. Sir, please...
Oh, God...
JIM: Grace!
Be with me in this darkness, dear Lord.
We're gonna get you help. Okay, sir?
Is she okay?
No. She is not okay.
You sure she's not okay?
She's not okay.
Try not to move, sir. Please.
How could somebody do this? You don't just kill a family.
(CRASHING) Grace...
- What the fuck? - What...
Oh, my God. It's him! Fuck!
JIM: Just keep driving.
I'm driving. I'm driving.
What does he want?
I don't know. We pushed him out of a fucking car! What do you think?
Yeah? What were we supposed to do? Let him kill us?
Can't this thing go any faster? Just drive!
I'm trying, okay?
Come on! Come on!
Come on. I don't wanna die out here.
(SCREAMS)
What do you think? What's he doing?
What do you think he's doing?
Where'd he go?
(MUMBLING)
Oh, shit.
We gotta get this guy to a hospital, Grace.
Grace, go inside and call the police, all right? Get some towels.
- I'm gonna stay here with him. - Okay.
Okay.
Sir, we're gonna get you some help.
Okay? Okay?
Can you call 911, please? It's an emergency!
What's going on?
Towels. I need towels.
Paper towels are in the bathroom.
- Where is your bathroom? - It's over there.
Thank you.
(GROANS)
(GASPING)
Sustain me in the darkness
which overwhelms me.
MARLENE: Torrance County Sheriff's Office.
Marlene, it's Beth down at EI Dorado's.
Oh, hi, Beth.
You better get Harlan down here fast.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
Bless my family and friends as I depart from them.
(MUMBLING PRAYERS)
(GROANING)
Sir.
I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
I will fear no evil.
- Stop right there! - What?
Put your hands behind your back!
Freeze!
Let me see your hands! Get out of the car!
No, no, no.
We're the ones who called you! Tell him!
- Quiet! Move. - No, no...
You're under arrest. Come on, move!
No, you don't understand. You have to help those people.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and may be used against you in a court of law.
- I just saw him right there. - You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney...
She didn't do anything!
(CAR ENGINE STARTING)
This guy you picked up, he give you a name?
I told you, he said his name was John Ryder.
Sit in the chair, please.
Young lady, have a seat.
OFFICER: Where was this gas station located?
I don't know.
God, I don't even know where I am.
Tatum. We saw signs for Tatum.
Tatum.
Did anybody see you pick this guy up?
Yeah, the clerk at the gas station saw him.
Clerk got a name?
I didn't ask him his name.
I'm trying to help you.
Put your hands through the opening.
Look at me. I didn't kill that family. All right?
I was trying to help that guy. Come on.
Hey.
Hey, come on! I don't need to be down here, man!
I was trying to help that family!
I was trying to help them!
And I'm telling you the truth, okay?
I opened the door, Jim pushed him out of the car. That's it.
OFFICER ON RADIO: Marlene, this is unit seven...
Marlene, are you gonna answer that?
Are... Are you kidding?
Why are you wasting your time in here with me?
You should be out there looking for him.
He is gonna kill more people.
I'll be right back.
Come on, man, you can't leave me down here like this!
(YELLING)
Hello?
I know somebody is in there.
I know that you can hear me!
Come on!
I didn't do anything!
JIM: Hello?
Hello!
Grace!
Just let me talk to Grace.
I just want to talk to Grace.
(SIGHS)
(DOOR UNLOCKING)
(OFFICERS CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)
(WHIMPERING)
Stupid redneck.
OFFICER 1 ON RADIO: Torrance SO, SP-214.
It's been reported we're not receiving
any transmissions from Torrance SO.
Please respond.
(DOOR OPENING)
Hello?
SP dispatch, no, we're going to scan
all frequencies in case we're off channel.
Sorry.
OFFICER 2: Approach with caution.
You scream like a little bitch.
Why are you doing this?
You're a smart kid. You can figure it out.
GRACE: Jim?
He's down here!
(MUFFLED) He's down here!
Jim?
One more word and I'll kill you both.
Where are you?
Jim!
Jim, answer me!
I've got a gun!
Grace!
Oh, thank God you're okay.
Everybody's dead. Everybody upstairs.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Come on. Come on. Get me out of here. Get me out of here.
Okay, okay, okay. Hold this.
Light. I need light.
Okay.
(GROANING)
(SIRENS WAILING)
Come on.
You think they got him?
I think we need to go back.
Come on. We're not going back there.
We need to get help.
He killed the help.
Here. Give me the gun.
What?
Give me the gun.
Fine.
We should have gone home when we had the chance.
Come on. Don't blame this on me, all right? It's not my fault.
I'm not.
Yes, you are.
Well, why'd you have to offer the guy a ride?
I didn't offer him a ride! He asked for one.
All right? That stupid hick clerk brought it up.
And you agreed!
Yeah! Yeah.
What else was I supposed to do?
How was I supposed to know he was a sick fuck lunatic?
You could have just listened to me.
You okay?
- You okay? - Yeah.
OFFICER 1 ON RADIO: SP-172. We're gonna get a roadblock
started down the road, I guess, on that side.
OFFICER 2: This is Albuquerque SP.
Yes, this is Officer Garcia.
Go ahead.
Gonna need the coroner out here. 10-4.
Well...
He'll show up in 20 minutes. Out.
Roger.
OFFICER 3: Is that confirmed they passed along that suspect description
to Arizona DPS?
There's another one over here.
Right.
OFFICER 4: Yeah, that is confirmed.
(FLIES BUZZING)
My goodness.
How old did you say these kids are?
Early 20s.
The boy, you said he was locked up downstairs, right?
Yes, sir.
And the girl, she was interrogated inside here?
Yes, sir.
Then who the hell did that?
Get me air support now.
I want eyes in the sky.
Looks like we have a third suspect.
Hello?
- Jim? - What?
Come on, we'll get one of these cars.
- Jim, get down! - Oh, fuck.
- Is there a way out? - No!
- See him? - No.
He comes through that door, he's dead!
Twenty-one years old.
They didn't do it, boys.
(CHUCKLING) College students. They didn't do this.
They didn't.
You see him?
No, I don't see him.
I don't know where he went.
Oh, God. Jim... Jim...
- What? - There's a cop.
It's the cop from the diner.
We got to talk to him.
No. No. No. He thinks we did it.
Only chance we have to get out of here.
(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
All right. You take this, all right?
Okay.
- All right? - Okay.
I'm gonna go talk to him.
You just watch. Watch.
Okay.
Officer, please, you don't understand! We're all in danger here.
You aren't going anywhere this time, son.
Please, Officer!
This is SO-235.
I have the male suspect in custody.
I repeat, I have the male suspect in custody.
The female remains at large.
GRACE: Get off him.
State 531.
We have a support unit just minutes away.
Do you copy?
Come on. Get up.
Take it easy.
Let's not go do anything stupid.
Just stay calm.
I am calm.
Grace.
Hey! Just keep your hands in the air, please.
Grace, you don't need to do this.
Jim, take it.
Sorry about this, man.
We have to get out of here.
We got to go. Come on, let's get in the car.
Please, sir. Please.
- JIM: Turn around, please, sir. - Okay. Okay.
Okay.
What the fuck are you doing?
What am I supposed to do? We have to get out of here.
I know, but this is crazy.
I know.
Just go...
Please get in the car, sir.
Listen. Just take it easy.
- Just give me the gun. - No. You don't understand.
We don't have time for this.
We have to get out of here.
Grace, we got to go.
Come on, please just get in the car. Get in.
(GASPS)
JIM: What did you do?
- Freeze! - I didn't do it!
JIM: Get in the car! Get in the car!
We got to get out of here!
SO-236. We have an officer down!
Female suspect shot Edwards.
She took off in a Torrance County Sheriff's vehicle!
What the fuck happened back there?
It must've been him!
He's not going to stop, is he?
No.
He's framing us.
No. No. If he was doing that, he would have stopped
when he killed the family.
Then what does he want?
I don't know!
WOMAN ON POLICE RADIO: Suspects armed and considered dangerous.
OFFICER 1: Lieutenant, we are in pursuit of the suspects on Highway 285.
ESTERIDGE: Copy that. They are armed and dangerous.
How long till my air support is 10-97?
OFFICER 2: This is Air 2. We're on their 20, but don't have a visual.
Get on that thing and tell them
that he's back there in the trailer park.
Get on that thing.
Hello?
Is this on? Can anybody hear me?
Oh, shit!
Air 2 to base. We've spotted the suspects.
We're joining ground pursuit.
This is bad.
ESTERIDGE: Grace Andrews and Jim Halsey.
This is Lieutenant Esteridge
with the New Mexico State Police Department.
How y'all doing?
Listen, we're really not too good, okay?
The guy that shot that cop is back there
in the trailer park that we just pulled out of, off of that dirt road.
Well, now, you see, I have an officer down,
and I have a witness says that you did it.
So you'll pull your car over.
If you feel like talking about it, we can talk about it then.
Okay, what do we do?
Just tell him that you didn't do it.
Listen to me.
I did not shoot that cop! Okay?
I didn't shoot him, we didn't kill that family, we haven't done anything.
When are you gonna believe us?
Now, now, now, you don't make the rules around here, you see? I do.
So, why don't you just pull over so we'll chat about it
before this thing gets out of control, okay?
We can't. He's close.
We can't pull over here. It's not safe.
Why don't you just pull the car over,
or I'll have my men help you do it?
We cannot pull over here!
You don't understand!
OFFICER: Suspects are still not stopping, sir.
I don't give a rat's cock bag how you do it!
You will pull them over and stop them right now! Over!
OFFICER: Copy on that.
What the...
Oh, my God!
Oh, shit!
- I'm gonna pull over! - Okay! Okay! Okay!
Oh, fuck!
OFFICER: Lieutenant, ground is firing on suspects.
Hold her steady!
Okay, we're pulling over.
Please, just stop shooting!
Air 2 to ground, you got another vehicle approaching fast from behind.
It's a late-model black Trans Am.
- Oh, fuck! - What?
It's him, Jim.
Fuck!
ESTERIDGE: Somebody talk to me.
Have you pulled over the suspects yet?
What the fuck is going on down there?
Fuck!
Oh, my God!
OFFICER: What's going on down there?
Fuck!
Son of a bitch!
You gotta be five-finger fucking me!
Keep going!
Grace, I can't go any faster!
Just drive. Go.
I can't go any fuckin' faster!
Oh, fuck.
(EXCLAIMS)
Where's he going?
Come on. We got to go.
He might come back.
Where?
Jim.
Get your gun. Let's go.
Okay.
All right. We're good.
Try to call home.
What's wrong?
It goes right to the front desk.
Are you serious?
I should go find a payphone.
Call our folks, see if we can get some help.
I'll be back in 15 minutes.
Okay.
Hey.
I'm sorry I got us into this.
Well, what about the lovebirds?
Are you sure you wouldn't like to see a canary instead?
We have some very nice canaries this week.
All right.
All right, may I see them, please?
There we are.
Whoa, there.
Back in your gilded cage, Melanie Daniels.
(GRACE GIGGLES)
You're making me horny.
I'm fuckin' horny, too!
(GASPING)
(GRUNTING)
I have a gun!
Jim?
Jim!
Jim?
(TRUCK ENGINE REVVING)
Jim!
(MUFFLED YELLS)
Okay, I'll get you.
- (MUFFLED) Grace! Help me! - I'm here and I'm gonna get you down.
I'm gonna get you down.
You've got to get me out of here.
- It really hurts! - I know. Just hold still. Just hold still.
- Please stop him. Please! - Wait, wait, wait.
(REVVING ENGINE)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
No!
Stop it! You're killing him!
(SCREAMING)
Turn it off!
No.
Turn the truck off!
These clutches are tricky things.
Touchy, you know.
(SCREAMING)
One little slip, and...
I will shoot you.
You shoot me, my foot comes off the clutch.
Now, get in.
- Get in! - Okay.
(REVVING ENGINE)
(JIM SCREAMING)
Close the door.
(MOANING)
Turn it off.
Stop! Stop the truck!
Turn it off!
I can't.
Yes, you can. Just turn it off.
I can't. I can't.
You're sick.
What do you want?
(REVVING ENGINE)
(WHIMPERING)
Point it in my face.
Right here.
Do it.
(MUFFLED YELLS)
It's your chance, Grace,
your chance to kill a man
who's gonna kill your whiny fuckin' boyfriend.
No! Don't you say that! Don't say that to me!
I want to die.
Now pull the fuckin' trigger.
State police!
(JIM YELLING)
Put the gun down!
This is the police! Drop the gun now!
Don't listen to them.
No. Stop. Please.
OFFICER: Put the gun down!
Go ahead. You can do it!
Put it down! Put the gun down!
Put the gun down now!
Put that gun down, God damn it!
I can't...
(SCREAMING)
Please.
Please, don't tease him. Please.
Please, just stop hurting him.
Please!
This is the police! Put the gun down now!
No.
You useless waste!
No! No!
(SCREAMING)
No!
GRACE: (SOBBING) No!
Get your hands off of me!
OFFICER: Get up here! Get up here!
Let's go, man. This way!
(SIRENS WAILING)
(GRACE SCREAMING)
JOHN: I want to die.
(JIM SCREAMING)
- GRACE: No! - Grace?
Grace, do you know who this man is?
That's the real John Ryder.
He's been missing since Tuesday.
Then who...
We don't know yet.
Now, we've run his fingerprints and mug shots
through every database we've got,
and we've come up with nothing.
This guy's a ghost.
So, I need your help here, Grace.
Is there anything he told you about himself?
No.
Anything at all?
No.
Open cell F!
Ryder, I need you to stand up and put your hands behind your back.
I need you to stand up, put your hands behind your back.
(CLEARS THROAT)
So, where are you from?
All over.
Is that so?
You're a sick fuck, aren't ya?
The way you tortured that young man.
I know you enjoyed yourself.
I just can't figure out why you did it.
You knew you'd get caught.
Why'd you do it?
Why not?
How many others have you killed?
Hard to say.
You see, here in the great state of New Mexico,
we do have the death penalty.
You don't seem too worried.
Should I be?
You comfy down there, John?
Are those cuffs a little tight?
Yeah, a little tight.
Yeah, you see, those are the new ones.
They stretch out after you wear them for a while. Let me see.
(EXCLAIMS IN PAIN)
Look at me.
You have yourself a nice trip.
We'll chat again real soon.
Maybe next time, you'll be better company.
Thanks.
Where are we going?
I'm taking you to Albuquerque for trauma support.
I can release you to your parents there.
OFFICER: Step up.
03 X-ray, we're about 20 minutes out.
DISPATCHER: Copy that, 03 X-ray.
OFFICER: I get home, I look at my paycheck.
It's so skinny.
I decide to take another job.
So now I'm delivering pizza.
What are you getting your daughter for her birthday?
She's just turned five.
She wants to take me... Go to the mall,
get one of those big customized teddy bears.
A customized teddy bear? Come on.
Yeah.
It's just another way they can charge...
ESTERIDGE: Look, Grace...
I wish I could have stopped this
before it got all out of control.
I know there's nothing that I can say that'll bring Jim back,
but I am sorry.
I truly am.
Get your own little pants, your own little jacket.
Make your own little teddy bear.
For real, you spent 100 bucks on a teddy bear?
Yeah, I know. It was hurting me.
Yeah, it's 100 bucks...
You know, this week's check, it's gone.
Stop moving.
What the fuck?
It's cool...
Oh, shit!
Son of a bitch!
(GROANING)
My leg's stuck.
03 X-ray.
I need a Code 3 backup on Highway 19.
DISPATCHER: 10-4, 03 X-ray.
Grace, I want you to run up over that hill and wait there for help.
I'm done running.
Grace! Grace!
That's not the answer.
You don't know what you're doing.
Yes, I do.
Grace!
ESTERIDGE: Grace, be careful!
(EXCLAIMS)
Backup, now! Let's go!
03 X-ray. Where the hell is my goddamn backup?
You better hurry.
(BANGING ON DOOR)
(GRUNTING)
Grace!
Go fuck yourself!
No!
(RIFLE COCKING)
Feels good, doesn't it?
I don't feel a thing.