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(OMINOUS TONES)
(SIRENS WAILING)
(CARS WHOOSHING)
(CAR HORNS HONKING)
(WIPERS CLICKING)
(RADIO CHATTERING)
Backup's 10 out.
I've been hunting these psychos for three years
and 16 bodies.
They ain't making it out again.
I don't know, Frank, not a good idea.
- It's your retirement gift to - We don't know what...
- yourself. - We're going in.
(TENSE TONES)
DISPATCHER: One Seven Five second in touch.
Frank, stand down.
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
- Take right. - We stick together.
Take right, I got left.
Three, two, one, go.
(DOOR BANGING)
(TENSE TONES)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(GUN FIRES)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
- Frank, Frank. - In here.
Keep pressure on it.
Keep your hands on it.
Officer down, 422 Pine Grove Lane.
- Officer down. - Dillon.
What?
(DILLON GRUNTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
Morning, sunshine.
You okay?
(DILLON GRUNTING)
How can you eat those?
They're not even part of a food group.
It's good for you.
Just like some much needed R and R.
Yes, well your idea of R and R
and mine are a little different.
We'll see about that.
♪ Never had a chance ♪
♪ Messing with a working man ♪
♪ Oh, we're by living like a mile at a time ♪
♪ Trying to keep your ♪
(CAR HORN HONKING)
Woo hoo.
Hey, baby, I love you.
You ever been with a real man?
Come on, honey.
Come on and marry me.
Me or him?
Howdy doody.
Marry me.
(CAR HORN HONKING)
♪ Get you down on your knees ♪
♪ But you can't wait to see me ♪
(BRENNER SIGHS)
Ready for some chow?
I'm gonna change my dressing.
Well, I will get us a table
because I think this is our last shot at
civilization for awhile.
Well, you know how to get me excited.
(PLATES CLATTERING)
- Aw, you're such a gentleman. - Mm-hmm.
- Hey, how y'all doing? - Hi.
- Just y'all two? - Just the two of us.
Can I use your restroom?
Yes, sir, it's in the rear over there.
We're gonna fix you up with the best seat in the house.
Sounds great to me.
Thank you very much.
You're welcome.
Oh.
- Just give us a holler. - You got it.
(DILLON GROANING)
(OMINOUS TONES)
(BELL RINGING)
Hey, Butch.
- How's it going, bud? - I appreciate it.
- All right, all right. - Feels good.
You know, you weren't very friendly
out there on that highway earlier.
Yeah, well you were being an asshole.
(MAN LAUGHING)
Quite a mouth you got there.
Charmed.
I think I've got something to shut that mouth, Butch.
Your name is Butch?
You know that's not actually a real name, right?
Hey.
We got a problem?
BUTCH: Hey, you better watch yourself, boy.
Hey, Butch, leave these fine folks alone.
BUTCH: Shut your mouth, Willie.
We don't want any trouble.
I think you do want some trouble.
Why don't you swing on me right now,
you and your big mouth bitch right there.
Hey, it's not worth it, babe.
Not worth it.
MAMA: You all has come here to eat?
Butch.
Yes, Mama.
- Take a seat. - Yes, Mama.
Come on, hon.
- Nice watch. - Thanks.
Sorry, not used to outsiders here.
Especially not good-looking ones like you two.
Well, thank you, ma'am.
Ah, sugar, call me Mama, everyone does.
Well, thank you, Mama.
So, what brings you two to this little community?
We're just traveling, getting away from work.
Well, that's nice.
But what do you want?
BRENNER: Oh.
Here's your mail, Mama.
Oh, thank you, Randall.
Yes, ma'am.
Now listen, you all order whatever you want
because it's on Butch.
No, Mama.
What would Jesus do, Butch?
I think we're all right.
We can take care of our own.
Oh, I'm not asking.
Oh, well in that case, I think I'll have dessert too.
Smart girl.
Thank you, Mama.
Chili dog.
Wow.
Thanks for saving me back there, babe.
You're my knight in shining armor.
Oh, I wasn't saving you, I was saving them from you.
Oh, okay.
I mean, how weird is that?
Butch and...
BOTH: Mama.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(BACON SIZZLING)
Hey, neighbor.
FOREST RANGER: Morning.
Interest you in some coffee?
I'm good, I appreciate it.
I just saw your fire, wanted to let you know
it gets real dry up here this time of year,
so you be sure to douse those coals.
Mm, will do.
Oh, and by the way, the locals aren't real friendly
to strangers, so you be sure to stick to the trails.
Hm.
Cranky locals.
Got it.
Oh my god, you smell that?
I told you, nothing like the fresh country air.
I was talking about the bacon.
Mm, nice morning breath.
(PLEASANT MUSIC)
How we feeling?
I'm all good.
How far have we come?
Oh, about 10 clicks.
Really?
About 6.2 miles.
That sounds about right.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
All right.
Left or right?
Left.
Left it is.
Come on.
You gotta work on your cardio.
(BRENNER LAUGHS)
Okay.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
- Oh no. - Yeah.
We're gonna get...
Quick.
Go, go, go, go.
- You okay, hon? - Yeah.
- Come here, are you sure? - Eh, it's fine.
It's gonna be awhile.
Oh well, they have a nice porch.
It should be dryer inside, huh?
Come on.
Hello?
Hello, hello?
Looks like it's just us.
Oo.
DILLON: Much better.
(PEOPLE SHOUTING)
Yes, yes, I hear you.
I hear you.
Let me, oh, I hear you, yes, Lord.
Oh.
The lord has been good to you.
Now you be good to him.
Tithe and tin will get you in.
Can I hear an amen?
All right.
Oh, whoa, all right.
(ALL SHOUTING)
Yes, yes, yes, Lord, yes, I hear you.
Can I hear an amen?
(CONGREGATION APPLAUDING) Yes.
God bless you all, thank you for coming.
Good to have you, good to have you.
Look for me next Sunday now.
(ALL CHATTERING)
Good, good.
All right.
Good to see you, thank you for coming, thank you for coming.
What a wonderful sermon, pastor.
If it had gone on for a few more minutes,
I think I might've started speaking in tongues.
Oh, God bless you, sister, thank you, thank you.
See you next Sunday.
- Hey. - Shirley.
Mama.
How you doing?
Oh, I could not be better, darling.
Now listen, I am gonna have that apple crisp ready
for that cakewalk next week,
so don't you worry about a thing, okay?
Okay, you know I never do, Mama.
PREACHER MAN: Oh, nothing personal.
Don't you think that
instead of chasing tail in God's house
that you oughta go home and make sure
that everything is ready?
Yeah, sorry, Mama.
MAMA: Stella, you gotta come by the store,
- your medicine is in. - Oh, thank heavens.
- Well, the rain stopped. - Time to head back?
Sure, I'm starving.
Oh.
Seriously?
Gonna need a real meal after that.
(DILLON LAUGHING)
Oh, hon, you should redress that.
That's your fault.
I'll get the backpack.
I miss you.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Looks like they're trying to keep somebody out.
Or something in.
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
Wow.
(WOOD CREAKING)
(LOUD SLAPPING)
- Don't do that. - What are you doing?
I think I found something.
Here, help me move this thing.
No, I will not be your accomplice.
Come on, we need to leave.
We're already trespassing.
Oh, you're worried about that now?
I am.
Come on, let's go.
- Oh. - Nuh-uh, no.
Oh, come on, you're not the least bit curious?
There's bars on the windows, there's fortified doors,
and now there's a secret room.
I will be outs...
(DOOR CREAKING) (OMINOUS TONES)
Oh shit.
Dillon.
(TENSE TONES)
We need to get the hell outta here.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(BUTCH AND DILLON GRUNTING)
(BRENNER WHIMPERING)
All right.
Let's try this again.
Who sent you?
Nobody.
We're on vacation.
In the middle of nowhere, vacationing?
Of course you are.
(BUTCH CHUCKLES)
(BRENNER WHIMPERING)
Well, lookie there.
Hey, baby.
Hey, you want some of this?
Hey, don't worry, you're gonna get yours.
Call me asshole now.
Call me an asshole now.
Butch.
Come on out here and see what I found.
Shut this bitch up.
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
Leave her alone.
(DILLON GRUNTING)
(DILLON SPITTING)
Well, he ain't the feds, he's a cop.
Atlanta homicide.
Found his campsite about seven miles back.
I guess I was wrong.
Did you get rid of his stuff?
Yeah.
Took the jeep, dumped the gear.
Not all of it.
Hey.
I need to apologize to you guys.
I guess you really were telling me the truth.
You know, I'm sorry.
Sorry I was so mean, you know?
I really am sorry.
(GUN FIRES) (BRENNER SCREAMS)
(GUN FIRES)
Throw 'em in the gully.
(MAN MUTTERING)
- All right, you ready? - Yeah.
BOTH: One.
Two.
Three.
MAN: You know what, she's kinda smooth, right?
CURIOUS MAN: Are they really gonna fit your feet?
MAN: They're nice boots.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
- Hey, hey, Captain Jack. - Hey, hey, Captain Jack.
Meet me down by the railroad tracks.
SOLDIERS: Meet me down by the railroad tracks.
- With this rifle in my hand. - With this rifle in my hand.
Let's go, maggots, move it.
Come on.
You want this?
Let's move it, maggots.
Come on, Baker.
We haven't got all day.
You gonna quit, cupcake?
You wanna be a Ranger, soldier?
Rangers don't quit.
Get up.
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
(BRENNER WHIMPERING)
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
(BRENNER SOBBING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(BRENNER LAUGHING)
(BRENNER SOBBING)
DILLON: Which way, left or right?
Left.
No, I will not be your accomplice.
Come on, we need to leave.
We're already trespassing.
(GUN FIRES)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(BRENNER GRUNTS)
(ROOSTER CROWS)
(CHICKEN CLUCKING)
(GRASS RUSTLING)
♪ She's my queen ♪
♪ I can't explain ♪
♪ Things we've seen ♪
♪ I stay out late ♪
♪ Don't get beat ♪
It's too damn early.
I slept like shit last night.
♪ These were my love ♪
♪ From small trees ♪
♪ I cannot hide ♪
♪ Can't compete ♪
♪ My Mary Jane ♪
- Hey, morning, Butch. - Coffee.
Hey, what the hell?
Do you have to go pick the beans
before you bring my freaking coffee?
Did you put sugar in that?
Yeah.
♪ And I can't rely on ♪
♪ And I wanna scream ♪
♪ And I hear her name ♪
♪ Oh, Mary Jane ♪
I told you we should've kept that pretty camper.
Might've been helpful around the kitchen.
Since when do you start caring about cooking, boy?
As long as she can cook in the bedroom,
that's all we care about.
Ain't that right, girl?
Cleetus, you keep your hillbilly hands to yourself
or I'll kick your ass.
Hey, I didn't mean nothing by it, Butch.
Just having fun.
I didn't mean nothing by it, Butch.
- Shut up. - You gonna get
your ass kicked.
- Mama. - Yes, boss?
Butch.
Y'all eat up now, you got business to do.
Yes, Mama.
(ROCK MUSIC)
(TENSE MUSIC) (METAL SCRAPING)
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
You satisfied?
Always.
Mama don't mess around.
(WHISTLES)
You're not gonna check it?
That's between you and Mama.
I don't think you're gonna short her.
Not her.
Pack it up, boys.
(TENSE MUSIC)
I thought you were dead.
Thinking isn't your strong suit.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Where are the rest of you?
(CLEETUS COUGHING)
(BRENNER GRUNTS)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
Dillon?
We need to get the hell outta here.
(BRENNER GRUNTS)
BUTCH: Who sent you?
(BRENNER PANTING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
Transaction went good, Mama.
That's good, baby, thank you.
Woo hoo.
Oo wee, how to speak French.
Hey, let's get fancy there, college boy.
Give it back, A-hole.
Tell me, how do you say I'm a wussy in French?
(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Le Butch?
Ah, ah, ah.
Y'all stop being ugly with one another now.
Butch, give Lawrence back his book.
Sorry, Mama.
Come on, baby, sit down.
(INSECTS CHIRPING) (INTENSE MUSIC)
How does it look?
Eh, good enough.
You fucking serious with that?
I'ma go take a piss.
Don't hurt yourself.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(JESSE GRUNTING)
Jesse, it's ready.
Why don't you go get me another jug?
(GLASS SHATTERS) (INTENSE MUSIC)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
If you cut me, you die, bitch.
(BONE SNAPPING)
(EARL GRUNTING)
You killed my husband.
You all die.
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
You killed Earl.
You're gonna take me to the rest of your clan.
Kiss my freckled ass, I ain't telling you shit.
I thought you might say something stupid like that.
(JESSE CHOKING)
You whore.
Clock's ticking.
Go to hell.
You're more afraid of Butch than me, huh?
You know nothing.
Butch is just an errand boy.
(JESSE CHOKING)
(JESSIE WHEEZING AND COUGHING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(JESSE SHRIEKS)
(ROCK COUNTRY MUSIC)
Run, rabbit, run.
(LIGHTER CLICKING)
HOBBS: Hey.
(FLAME CRACKLING)
(FLAMES ROARING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMS)
Go see what those two idiots are up to.
Yes, Mama.
(CAN CLANKING)
(FLAMES CRACKLING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMS)
(JESSE GRUNTING) (TENSE MUSIC)
(JESSE GRUNTING)
(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)
(JESSE GRUNTING)
(JESSE GROANING)
Hey.
What the hell did you do?
It wasn't me.
It was that bitch, she's still alive.
She killed Earl.
Help me get this off.
BUTCH: Get in the car.
Get your ass in the car.
(JESSE WHIMPERING)
Don't get blood all over my seats.
(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)
What the? (TRUCK HORN HONKING)
(JESSE GROANING)
- What happened? - Bitch got me.
Easy.
(TENSE MUSIC)
You have one simple task and you couldn't handle it.
You shot that jezebel and she's still alive.
Better fix this.
Yes, Mama.
Patch him up.
Go see what you can find out about this girl.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Brenner Leigh Baker.
NCAA national champion 100 meters.
Runner-up pentathlon.
Holy crap.
Hey...
First female Ranger.
Hm.
Isn't that special?
(TENSE MUSIC)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
HOBBS: Sheriff Hobbs to dispatch.
Go ahead, Sheriff Hobbs.
Send Briggs and Paul
down to County Road 75 and Miller Road.
I've got a body.
Copy that.
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
That's Earl Pitts.
He's part of that clan up in the hills.
Mama's clan.
What?
They all call her Mama.
She owns all this land, 10,000 acres,
and the Country Cafe on 56.
They live by a different set of rules up there.
Old Sheriff Sanders had us steer clear of her.
Well, I ain't Sanders.
Now, let's go see Mama.
Let's go, boys.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Mama.
Earl is dead and Sheriff Hobbs is on his way out to see you.
Get that bitch and make her pay.
(TENSE TONES)
Can I help you, Sheriff Hobbs?
Well, here to tell you one of your men was found dead.
Yeah.
Poor Earl.
He'd been real depressed lately.
I was afraid something like this might happen.
What are you saying?
He took his own life.
You're saying he committed suicide,
stabbed himself in the ribcage six times?
It's real sad.
Butch and Jesse saw the whole thing, didn't you, boys?
Yeah, that's right.
MAMA: Jesse's still real tore up about it.
I just wish we had been quicker.
Fire broke out at our old fishing shack
and we was tending to it.
You mean still, right?
No, sir.
Just an old shack we kept our fishing gear at.
Now, if that's all, sheriff, we got funeral arrangements
to attend to.
Well, I'll need a statement,
but you can pick up the body from the coroner's office
after the autopsy.
I know.
Bill's my cousin.
He already called me.
Okay.
Briggs, Paul, let's go.
I don't want that sheriff anywhere around here.
You understand me?
Tonight, we celebrate Earl.
Tomorrow morning, I want you to bring me that bitch's head.
Yes, Mama.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(FLAMES CRACKLING)
Butch, you heard from Carl?
Yeah, he's dropping off a shipment.
He's on his way back.
Good.
BUTCH: And Cleetus, he hasn't checked in yet.
- Check on him later. - Yeah.
Okay.
To Earl.
He was a good boy.
He was my boy.
(CLAN HOWLING)
College boy, learn to be a man.
You're gonna be a man.
Fight me with a stick.
Fight me with a stick for Earl.
Come on.
Butch, don't play like that.
BUTCH: Pick it up and fight me with a stick right now.
- Pick it up. - Come on.
- Pick it up. - Pit it up and fight me
with a stick right now.
- Shut up. - Screw you guys.
I'm going to bed.
Go cry into Mama's lap.
All right, sing along.
♪ Earl ♪
Earl, we love you, we love you, buddy.
BUTCH: Earl, I can't play worth a shit.
(FLAMES CRACKLING) (TENSE MUSIC)
(DOG BARKING)
Earl.
Fuck y'all, I'm going to bed.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(BOTH GRUNTING) (INTENSE MUSIC)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(BUTCH GURGLING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(ROOSTER CROWING)
(WOMAN WHIMPERING)
ENSLAVED WOMAN: Please.
Don't put me in there, please, don't.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(RHYTHMIC TENSE MUSIC)
It's okay.
ENSLAVED WOMAN: Oh god no.
(BRENNER SHUSHING)
I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?
No, please, they'll hurt us.
They'll hurt us, please, no.
Not if we stay quiet, okay?
(METAL BANGING)
(BRENNER SHUSHING)
Stay quiet.
It's okay.
Okay.
Quick, come on.
Follow me, okay?
(TENSE MUSIC)
Watch out for him, okay?
Come here.
Quick, come on.
She's taking us.
Help.
- (GUN FIRING) - Go.
Run, run, go.
(GUN FIRING) (TENSE MUSIC)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Shit.
Go, go, go, go, go.
Go.
Head south.
Cut 'em off at the river.
BRENNER: Go, go, go.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(BOTH PANTING)
Butch is dead.
What happened, boy?
I don't know, but she's here.
The Army girl.
Over here.
Keep moving.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
You say Carl's after her, right?
Yeah.
Carl will get her.
Call Hank and get the dogs ready.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
Emily.
It's okay.
Get your ass over here, girl, now.
No, they don't own you.
CARL: I don't know who you think you are,
but you ain't no different than the rest of these bitches.
You're right.
No better.
No worse.
(CARL GRUNTING)
(JESSE GRUNTING)
Bitch.
(GUN FIRES)
Shit.
Go, go, go, go.
Hey, Mama.
Damn.
That's hardcore.
Hardcore, huh?
(INSECTS CHIRPING) (SOMBER MUSIC)
If we keep heading west, we'll hit the highway.
How do you know all of these things?
You mean kill a man with my bare hands?
I was in the military for some time.
Like the Army?
Not quite.
Do you think maybe you could teach me some stuff?
(BRENNER CHUCKLES)
Sure.
It might take some time.
Listen, I'm gonna get you out of here
and you'll get your life back, okay?
I just need you to hang on a little while longer.
I don't have a life.
I'm pregnant.
It's Butch's baby.
Which means it's Mama's.
They won't stop till they catch me.
Emily, I'm so sorry.
You're the first person to treat me decent in a long time.
Listen to me, you girls
don't deserve what happened to you.
There's not a chance I'm leaving you.
I'm not the first and I definitely won't be the last.
What do you mean?
Every few months, there's a shipment.
They sell us in places with other girls.
And sometimes there's upwards of 15,
but they're quickly taken away.
Connie is the only one that's been there a long time.
I promise you, once I'm done with them,
they will never hurt another girl.
Okay?
You hungry?
Tastes better than it looks, I promise.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
(DRAMATIC TONES)
(EMILY SCREAMS)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Mail Man, we got one, bring her in.
Hey.
(GUN FIRING)
(GUN CLICKING)
(GUN FIRES) (EMILY SHRIEKS)
Hands in the air.
In the air, now.
We're on the same side.
You, on the ground.
(GUNS FIRING)
Let's go.
No, wait.
Stop.
(HOBBS GRUNTING)
You're gonna be okay.
Yeah.
Who are you?
Don't worry about it.
Take a deep breath.
Ready?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Put pressure on it, all right?
Let's go.
Wait, we can't leave him.
They'll kill him.
Not our problem.
Neither was I.
Come on.
We have to hurry.
(EMILY GRUNTING)
(ENGINE THRUMMING)
(BRAKES SQUEALING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Glen, we're on 'em.
Get the dogs.
Come on.
(ALL GRUNTING)
No.
I can't make it.
- Let's keep going. - No, stop.
No, no.
(HOBBS PANTING)
Okay, back here.
Back here.
(EMILY GRUNTING)
Go through here.
Come on.
Follow me.
Be careful.
Over here.
Get in there.
Stay here and we'll divert them.
What the hell is going on?
Just know I'm one of the good guys.
Wait for them to pass and then get out of here
or they will kill you.
- Do you understand? - Yeah.
Good luck.
Okay.
(HOBBS GRUNTING)
(OMINOUS TONES)
Okay.
(WATER SPLASHING) (EMILY GRUNTING)
(DOGS BARKING)
It's okay.
(DOGS BARKING)
Come on.
(DOGS BARKING)
(DOGS PANTING)
They're heading to the river.
(DOGS BARKING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Okay, let's cross the river.
(LEAVES RUSTLING)
(EMILY PANTING)
(DOGS PANTING)
Come on.
(DOGS BARKING)
(DOGS PANTING)
(WATER SPLASHING)
(DOGS PANTING)
(WATER SPLASHING)
Come on.
Hup, hup.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Out of the car.
Hands up, now.
Whoa.
Oh, thank God.
Emily, in the car.
Back in the car.
Let's go.
Oh my god, what the hell happened to y'all?
No time to explain, just get us into town.
We're about two hours out.
No, wait, the sheriff.
We left him upriver and he's really badly injured.
You have to send help now.
It's okay.
I'll send somebody for him.
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC)
BRENNER: Get away from her.
(EMILY SHOUTING)
(ALL GRUNTING)
Enough.
Oh, now you want to be the hero, asshole?
Enough?
I say when it's enough.
Sorry, Mama, I just figured you wanted her alive.
You figured right,
but you don't talk to my boys like that.
I gotta go.
Smartest thing you've said.
Bring 'em up to the house.
- No, Bren, Bren. - It's okay, it's okay.
(EMILY WHIMPERING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
All right, all right, all right.
Settle down.
(MAN GRUNTING)
CLANSMAN: Hey.
All right.
Just get her up.
Emily.
I took you in off the streets.
I fed you, I clothed you.
I treated you just like one of my own.
And this is how you repay me?
I sentence you to death.
What?
No, no, Mama, please, don't.
It was me.
I took her.
Thought I could use her against you.
Excuse me?
Use her to get me out of here.
So you're telling me that she didn't wanna leave?
That you forced her?
I told her if she got me out of this hellhole,
she could start a new life for her and her baby.
She wanted to stay, I didn't give her a choice.
She's with child?
Yes, Mama.
It's Butch's.
Put her back in rotation.
Now, for you.
You trespass on my land, you kill my boys,
you mess up my operation, and you cost me money.
As Jesus died for our sins, so shall you die for yours.
Such a poetic judgment.
Oh, no, I will not be judging you.
That's a job for my lord and savior.
And I shall be judged too when I come to the pearly gates,
but today's not my judgment day.
Today's your sentencing day.
(BRENNER CHUCKLES)
The last thing you're ever gonna see
is my bullet in between your eyes.
Oh, darling.
You are so sweet.
Lock her up.
Nice watch.
Thank you.
It was a gift from Jesse.
You remember Jesse, don't you?
Not really.
All you mouth-breathers look the same.
Baby, that's perfect.
Grab her arms.
(CRANK CLICKING)
You always take me to the nicest places.
(GRUNTING)
Oh, she's bad, no, she's bad.
Boy, I sure would like to take a run at that skank.
You better keep your hands to yourself, boy.
Mama will skin you alive.
Mama don't care.
I tell you, I'm gonna have me some fun tonight.
That girl will eat you up and shit you out.
She's hogtied and hanging like a skinned deer.
I think I could handle her.
I bet Butch thought so too.
Vince, your turn to babysit.
What's Mama keeping her around for anyhow?
Gonna break her, put her in rotation.
You ain't breaking that filly.
Mama better put her down and I mean quick.
Hank says Mom can break anybody.
Vince, get your ass inside.
Glen, go and feed the dogs.
I just sat down.
I don't care.
Go feed the dogs.
(LAUGHING)
This right here, man, to Mail Man, I'm clean.
Cheers.
How he gonna break her?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
How long have you known?
I wasn't sure until last week.
If you think I believe that bullshit story that she told,
then you're even dumber than I thought.
And I don't think it's possible.
Mama...
Shut that whore mouth of yours.
Only kept you around here because of Butch.
When that baby's done, you're done.
Now, you feed my boys.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
(SHOUTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
Baker, Brenner.
75th Ranger Division.
Zero, zero, three, eight, four, seven, five, six, three.
Baker, Brenner.
75th Ranger Division.
Zero, zero, three, eight, four, seven, five, six, three.
(YELLING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) (EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Drink.
Sorry.
It's okay.
Thanks.
What the hell are you doing, boy?
HELPER: I'm sorry, Vince.
Hey.
Pick this crap up.
I better not catch you back in here.
You're real tough, aren't you?
Shut up, skank.
Oh, and articulate.
Oh.
Is she okay?
Yeah, she's fine.
VINCE: Oh.
(TENSE MUSIC)
You're all like cockroaches.
I kill one of you, two more show up.
What are you, like, cockroach number nine?
I don't give a shit about you or your dead husband.
If I had been there, you'd be dead too.
Why don't you come here
and put your money where your mouth is?
VINCE: Girl, you're making me hard.
Vince.
Your breakfast is ready.
Don't you see I'm having a moment?
Sorry.
You don't want it to get cold.
You'll do.
Stop struggling, you know you want it.
- Vince, stop. - Hey, shit-stain.
Why don't you stop messing with girls
and see what a real woman feels like?
Oh, you want some, bitch?
Well, you're gonna get it.
Oo.
This is gonna be good.
(EMILY AND VINCE GRUNTING)
(VINCE GURGLING)
Emily, listen to me.
Emily.
(EMILY PANTING)
It's okay.
You're okay.
Get the knife and cut me down, all right?
(TENSE TONES)
Get the first aid kit.
Give me the knife.
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
Okay, go hide under the bed.
Wait.
Where are you going?
To clean house.
Me some of that pie, man.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GLEN SCREAMING)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(PLEASANT MUSIC)
(ROCK MUSIC) (ALL GRUNTING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(WOOD BANGING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
HANK: I'll give you this, you are resilient.
Not resilient enough.
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
I'll make this quick and clean.
(BONES CRUNCHING) (BRENNER SCREAMS)
A soldier's death.
(GUN FIRES)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(GUN FIRES) (GLASS SHATTERS)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(DOOR CREAKING) (TENSE MUSIC)
You get one chance.
- Okay, all right. - Do you understand?
I never want to see your face again.
Well, I must say, you are very, very...
Resilient?
Yeah, I've heard that.
And a smartass too.
Just stop.
You have no one left.
Just let her go and we'll leave.
I knew you tainted her, brainwashed her.
But you're wrong about me not having anybody left.
(BRENNER GRUNTS)
(EMILY GURGLES)
(GUN FIRES)
No.
(GUN FIRING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
You didn't deserve this.
I'm so sorry.
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(BRENNER GRUNTING)
(BRENNER PANTING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Here's the last box of evidence, boss.
I ordered you a sandwich from the deli.
It should be here in 20 minutes.
Now, Suzy from the deli is also delivering
to Joe from the auto body shop,
and when I say delivering, I mean delivering.
Thank you, Bethany.
That'll be all.
I'm just saying.
(PHONE RINGING)
Sheriff Hobbs.
BRENNER: Be ready, I may need you from time to time.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(WATCH BEEPING)
(GUN FIRES)
(LAWRENCE WHIMPERING)
(ROCK MUSIC)
♪ When I got to Memphis ♪
♪ To put my old baby down ♪
♪ Despair was all around me ♪
♪ Confusion is what I found ♪
♪ So I called me the sheriff ♪
♪ I said, bring my wife the gun ♪
♪ But please, don't let her hurt me now ♪
♪ That girl just having fun ♪
♪ He said ♪
♪ I can't take you to heaven ♪
♪ I can't save your soul ♪
♪ I can't promise forever ♪
♪ Hey, yeah, save my soul ♪
♪ Hey now, whoa, save my soul ♪
♪ Yeah, my, my ♪
♪ Got my heart in your hands ♪
♪ I can't feel, feel my soul ♪
♪ Well, I found me a doctor ♪
♪ To get me what I need ♪
♪ Paranoia had surround me ♪
♪ Smoke and fires is what I see ♪
♪ So he hands me a bible ♪
♪ To take my last stand ♪
♪ But the devil, he done ignore me ♪
♪ While the doctor does all he can ♪
♪ He said, I can't take you to heaven ♪
♪ I can't save your soul ♪
♪ I can't promise forever ♪
♪ Hey, yeah, save my soul ♪
♪ Mm, whoa, save my soul ♪
♪ My, my ♪
♪ Yeah, my heart's in your hands ♪
♪ I can't feel, feel my soul ♪
♪ Ah yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I got my heart in your hands ♪
♪ I can't feel ♪
♪ I got my heart in your hands ♪
♪ I can't feel ♪
♪ Feel my soul ♪
(TENSE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)