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[wind blowing]
When do the sins of a good man
make him bad?
I guess it all comes down to choices.
They say justice doesn't come easy...
...in an unjust world.
Sometimes...
If you're lucky...
evil can be destroyed.
But sometimes...
Maybe it's better to keep evil alive.
♪
[thud]
♪ Sick and tired of the bottom Need a better view ♪
♪ Got me looking round my circle, is it bullet proof ♪
♪ Sometimes I think until I go insane ♪
♪ Can I even trust somebody with the same last name? ♪
♪ When it's over, it's over, it's over ♪
♪ It's over ♪
♪ I'm watching all the moves you make ♪
♪ Can't turn back now, it's too late ♪
♪ Checkmate, there's no defending ♪
♪ This is the start of the ending ♪
Ever heard of a GPS?
This road to the left is unlisted,
but it looks like if we take it down a few miles,
it'll actually take us back to the highway.
So you're taking me to slaughter?
Nice.
I mean, what choice do I have?
If we turn back now, we're going to lose a whole day.
♪ When it's over, it's over, it's over ♪
♪ It's over ♪
♪ I'm watching all the moves you make ♪
♪ Can't turn back now, it's too late ♪
♪ Checkmate, there's no defending ♪
♪ This is the start of the ending ♪
[tires blows]
♪
Damn it.
[grunts]
[rustling]
[humming]
Oh...
Erica?
Erica.
[screams]
Erica?
[honks]
[rustling]
[exhales]
[growls]
[gasps]
[roars]
[screams]
[screaming, banging]
[screams]
We have to get out of here.
There's fucking zombies out there!
Those aren't zombies.
Ah!
[screams]
[growling]
[girl screaming]
[Man] The breach, the chasm...
Between you and nothingness.
I can feel you when I breathe.
I gasp, I choke.
I can still smell the rain, the fiery exhaust.
You're lost.
I'm beaten. Broken.
And scarred, a lost limb.
It will never come back.
It will always feel attached...
[voice fades]
[faded voice]
[faded applause]
I have... I have a memory.
It haunts me a little bit.
I was ten years old and...
My mom, she was still alive at that time.
I think she was upstairs.
But when I came home and opened the door,
a small red sparrow flew through and...
[no audible dialogue]
But it just...
It just kept flying into the window until it, um...
Until it just broke its neck.
You're not a sparrow, Sarah.
You can see the open door.
The only person that you can heal is you.
♪ Silent night, holy night ♪
Wow. Would you look at that?
Courtney's going tomorrow night, too.
Oh, Beth, can you imagine what it's like to have a dad
who lets you actually do things?
Crazy thought.
Like, how could you want to miss out
on my world famous potato skins anyway?
-It's just one dinner. -Oh, no, no, no, no.
It's not just one dinner, honey.
It's the traditional Bishop family Christmas Eve dinner.
Can we got the stuffy now?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Go grab it, honey.
-Dad? -Yes.
Do you realize that I'm the only senior with no car,
no boyfriend, and a 10:00 curfew?
Sounds like you got one smart dad.
Ha ha ha ha.
Dad, it's not funny. I'm serious.
Why can't I just go?
What happened to our deal, huh?
What deal?
That you weren't going to get all grown up on me
without my permission.
Whatever, thank you.
Hey. Wow. That's so cool, honey. Little guy's going to love that.
Let's pick out some cool wrapping paper, too, huh?
Can't we just give it to them like this?
A present is not a present until it's wrapped.
You can't just take it.
It's over here.
That's our tree. You can't just take our tree.
What's your problem, dude?
Hey. What's going on, honey?
I was just standing on my phone, and that guy, he just dragged
the tree away from me like it was his.
-Okay. -Excuse me, sir.
You made a mistake. That's our tree.
[chuckles]
Hey, look, I don't want any trouble.
Hey, is your name on the tag, or does it say
I'm for sale for 50 bucks?
Hey, pal, look.
I'm not your pal.
19, 20.
Daddy's tougher than the Hulk!
Keep counting, you.
You mean the same tough guy who's wanted a motorcycle
his entire life but wimps out every time he goes to get one?
What you call being a wimp, I call being practical.
Just like how we practically got the Christmas tree we wanted.
You won't become a teenager, right, Freckles?
Absolutely not.
[knocks]
-Hey, you. -Hi.
So, uh...
Still upset about this morning?
Mmm... I mean, I just don't understand, like,
why do you do all those push ups and stuff
if you can't even defend your daughters?
So you think I should have just punched the guy out
in the middle of the Christmas tree lot?
Oh, my God. That is not what I just said.
I'm just saying, Dad.
You watch Die Hard, what, every day?
What do you think, Bruce... whatever his name is, would do?
'80s action heroes, they solve problems
with violence and one liners.
You know, real life doesn't work that way.
Got it. Noted.
I'm thinking I may actually address it in my sermon tonight.
Dad, no. Daddy, please.
No, you can not talk about me in your sermon.
I forgot to tell you, you can go to the party tonight.
Oh my God, really?
Thank you. Thank you.
If you're home by 11:30.
Okay? Yeah, 11:30. No problem.
All right? You're not back by the time Santa shows up,
no presents for you.
Okay.
-11:30. -Yes.
I'll be here. Thank you.
You're welcome.
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ The scars that I'm hiding, scars that I'm hiding ♪
♪ So cold ♪
♪ Scars that I'm hiding, scars that I'm hiding ♪
Wow.
[cheering]
How about that, huh?
Don't be surprised if I show up
to next week's service with blue hair, all right?
[laughing]
Before we wrap up this service,
I'd like to share a personal story
that happened yesterday.
My girls and I, we were out shopping for our tree.
Picking up a few presents.
Nothing like last minute, right?
I leave Sarah in line to pay for the tree
while Rebecca and I go pick up a few more gifts.
We look back
and we see a man
has claimed our tree as his.
I tried talking to him.
Hey, pal, look...
I'm not your pal.
Sarah's eyes say to me,
"Dad, aren't you going to do something?"
So I did.
I did do something.
Merry Christmas.
[applause]
I know, I know.
Not exactly a one liner worthy of Rambo
or the Terminator.
Should I have knocked him on his butt
in the middle of the Christmas tree lot?
Luke 18, verse three.
Here is a parable about a woman
seeking vengeance for a wrongdoer
who victimized her and then escaped justice.
"Avenge me of mine adversary."
Day and night, she begs this judge.
But Jesus tells us...
"When a sinner goes unpunished,
"he is only free from man's law.
"When man's law fails...
God's law prevails."
[applause]
So I leave you all with one last word
to any of us seeking justice in a world
where it's lacking.
Trust not in the sword,
but in the grace of our Lord.
[applause]
[thunder]
Anybody here?
[door closes]
Yo.
You here?
Hello?
Yo, hey, man.
Yo. You in there?
Yo!
Don't touch my car.
Fuck. Trying to give me a heart attack?
You want to fucking go right now, motherfucker?
Let's go.
I was just fucking with you, man.
I'm glad we're doing this.
But, hey, I get it.
You're a, "You can fuck my old lady,
but stay the fuck away from my wheels" kind of guy.
I can dig it.
Sorry I'm late.
Break number seven. You believe that?
Boom, ah! [laughs]
The bitch is I keep re-breaking the fucker over and over.
Yeah.
All right, well, let's do this.
Hey, man, if you had told me that one day
our clubs would have been doing business together,
I'd have never fucking believed it.
Look at this shit, man.
White as Snow White's ass cheeks.
Mmm.
Oh, hey, you're Vic's brother, right?
Oh, yeah, man.
I've heard stories, man.
You are one crazy fuck!
[laughs]
Whew!
You brought money, right?
Here you go, kid.
Hey, if I didn't have a busted ham hock,
I'd be happy to reach in there, chief.
You want to do me a favor and
hand me the fucking loot, sunshine?
Oh, I get it.
You just want a good look at my ass, huh?
All right, man.
Whatever turns your wheels.
Oh! Ah!
[grunts]
No! Ah!
Ah!
[shouting]
Oh!
[shouting]
Get off of me, fucking piece of shit!
Get off me!
[groaning]
[gagging]
And it really is special, though.
When you guys come out, you're the ones who add to it.
Oh, hey, hon.
Excuse me, guys. One minute. Hi.
Well, thanks for not bringing me up today.
Hey, you need to put gas in the car, okay?
Fill it up all the way.
Hey. 11:30.
11:30.
[heavy metal plays]
[banging]
[muffled shouting]
[screams]
Ah, fuck!
Fucking bitch!
Fuck.
[panting]
Come on, come on, Dad. Come on.
Oh, sorry.
-Hey. -Dad.
Miss me already, huh?
No, Dad.
I stopped at the gas station before the party, and, um.
and there was this guy there and I had to pepper spray him.
-What? You had to-- -And he's following me now.
Someone's following you?
Yes, yes, he's following me right now.
Dad, I'm really scared, he's following me.
Come on.
I think he's going to hurt me.
Where are you? Are you near the party?
Where are you?
I'm on Bridge Pardley road. Please, I need you to help me.
-Sarah! -Dad!
[screams]
[honking]
[screams]
Get away from me!
Don't--
Ah!
Get off!
Help!
Help me!
Look at me. Look at me!
Look at me!
I'm not going to tell anyone!
[screams]
Hey.
Hey! Hey!
Help! Please, please.
Please.
No!
Daddy! Help me!
Somebody help! No!
Help me!
[phone vibrating]
♪
[panting]
My daughter called me said she was here.
-What's your name? -John Bishop.
[faded voices]
Mr. Bishop? Mr. Bishop!
-No! No! -Hold him.
No! No!
[shouting]
[bell tolling]
Ripped from life's embrace.
The space in my soul, stolen.
Spiritual death is nothing else than alienation of the soul
from God.
Lead me not into temptation...
But deliver me from evil.
[low chattering]
How's your brother in law doing?
His knees must be raw.
He's been upstairs praying next to Sarah's bed all night.
The whole town is here for him.
And Rebecca.
Ma'am.
Johnny.
What?
Mr. Bishop.
Detective Sawyer.
You can call me Jed.
I'm sorry about your loss, Pastor.
I won't bother you with any more words of comfort.
Excuse me?
Well, I'm acquainted with this sort of hurt,
you could say.
I know the futility.
I'd prefer to get down to business,
if that's okay with you.
Let's have a seat.
The report I got here says when you spoke
with your daughter, she said she was being chased.
She say anything else?
Old's black muscle car.
That makes sense to you?
No. Tell me you have a lead or something.
Mr. Bishop, I don't think this was a case of road rage.
Sarah was found with her hands zip-tied to the steering wheel.
[screams]
I'm sorry.
Who would do this?
She was just a kid.
[shouts]
I promise you, I will find who's responsible for this.
I'm going to look, too.
That's not a good idea, Mr. Bishop.
It's probably best if you go, Detective.
I'll be in touch.
Ma'am.
[door closes]
[hip hop plays]
Up making her way around the bar, Snowflake.
Remember, don't forget tip our beautiful bartenders.
[police siren blares]
What's up?
Hey, job done and some.
Let me talk to Vic.
[heavy metal plays]
Hey, Vic, it's Ram.
You want to take this, trust me.
I got the crystal and the cash.
Now they know exactly who's running this zip code.
Meet you at the bar tomorrow.
Noon.
Woo!
[door chime sounds]
You should come over. I'll grab a couple cases of beer.
James left that bottle of tequila
from last weekend, so we can definitely
have a party, dude, just let me know.
Yeah, dude, ping pong's going to be sweet.
It'll be fucking awesome. Can't wait.
Yeah, for sure, man. Hey, hold on a sec.
Pump number?
I'm talking to all the gas stations near downtown.
Two nights ago.
She was in a gray Mercedes between eight and 9 p.m.
You remember her?
Look, man, let me call you back.
I don't fucking know, man.
She looks cute, though.
Who looks cute?
Can I see you're surveillance footage from two days ago?
-Easy there S.V.U. -Hey, you got a warrant?
You got a warrant?
I'm going to need to see those tapes.
Get the tapes.
♪
[police siren blares]
[police radio chatter]
What's the trouble, Officer?
Ah!
-Hey, Jimmy! -What's up, boys?
Hey, man, you seen Vic's brother?
Can't say I have, boss.
I fucking told him, man.
Otto's going to be fucking pissed.
Unfucking believable.
He's just gone.
No one's seen him.
No. It's all gone dark.
You're telling me...
You can't find...
your own brother?
Look harder.
You seen my keys?
Johnny, you shouldn't be driving right now.
I had them.
You had them, I think.
Johnny, this isn't you. You're scaring me.
Just... Just let the police do their job, okay? You need sleep.
What I need
is to find out who did this to my daughter.
Daddy, are you okay?
Baby...
Baby, what are you doing up?
I had a nightmare.
Remember what we talked about, honey.
When you're in nightmares,
you have to change the channel, right?
I already tried.
Will you lay next to me?
When I get back.
Where are you going?
You don't need to worry about that.
♪ Another sun sets down behind me ♪
♪ Another day comes crashing in ♪
♪ There's a whispering wind that's blowing ♪
♪ There's a storm that's closing in ♪
♪ I can hear the trains, they're rolling ♪
♪ To a place I've never been ♪
♪ And I can feel her breath beside me ♪
♪ With an empty glass of gin ♪
♪ As the darkness settles in ♪
♪ I can hear her voice again ♪
♪ I can hear your voice again ♪
♪ Waiting for someone to save me ♪
♪ Blinded by the sun ♪
♪ You can take it away ♪
♪ And the darkness settles in ♪
♪ You can take it away ♪
♪ And the darkness settles in ♪
[pinball sound effects]
Waiting for you.
[grunting]
Come on, pick it up. Pick it up.
Hit it like you mean it.
[shouting]
You don't give in.
You don't give up.
Where's Vic?
He's still looking.
He should be sitting where you are right now.
After a decade of bloodshed with the Fallen Angels,
I arranged the first truce in our club's history.
You want to know why?
To keep the noise down.
I asked you to handle a very simple meet.
Sample the crystal.
Start a working relationship.
And Vic sends in his brother.
-Otto... -Shh.
I just got off the phone with their president.
He says one of their guys, Arlo, magically disappeared.
They went to the meet to look for him.
You know what they found?
His wheelchair, broken in half.
All his teeth in a pile.
You know, what else seems to have just magically disappeared?
My money, my crystal, and Vic's fucking brother.
His fucking brother.
Move your feet.
You ready to fix this?
The President just said that they're putting trackers
in all the outgoing packages.
They're forming a posse,
calling in all the chapters from upstate tonight.
They're on the way to pick up the tracker from the cathouse.
I want you to intercept and pick it up before they do.
They're always fucked up on their own shit,
so you won't find much resistance.
How about the truce?
The truce got fucked
the moment Vic sent his brother to the meet.
We need to regain control of the situation, boys.
That means we need to get the money,
the crystal and Ram Kady before they do.
No more playing nice.
War is back on. Get out of here.
And boys?
Tell Vic...
I want him to personally
bring his brother to me...
...alive.
[Ram] Hey!
Where am I?
Hey!
[grunts]
[distorted voice] Hello?
Where am I?
[distorted voice Your name is now number 21.
Where am I?
[electrical cracking, shouting]
When you want to speak, say your name, then speak.
You're crazy.
Then say your name again.
Fuck you!
[electrical crackling, shouting]
For example, you would say,
"Number 21, fuck you, number 21."
Turn on the fucking lights
so I can rip your fucking throat out!
[electrical crackling, screaming]
Say your name, then speak,
then say your name again.
Number 21...
turn on the fucking lights.
Number 21.
There we go.
I'm gonna fucking kill you.
[electrical crackling, screaming]
You going to be okay at Aunt Jody's?
I've got a present for you.
I... I meant to give it to you...
Christmas.
It's beautiful.
I can't accept this.
Why not, honey?
A present's not a present until it's wrapped.
That's right.
Well, then I promise you,
I will have it wrapped by the time you get back, okay?
Thank you. Okay?
-Mm-hmm. -Okay.
Wait!
Just needed one more squeeze.
Hmm. Me too, honey.
Me too.
Go. Come on, go.
What's up, bro?
The fuck?
♪ If the lions want war ♪
♪ We gonna fight 'em till the battle ends ♪
♪ The Tigers come running we gonna fight 'em ♪
♪ Till the bloody end ♪
-♪ When the elephants come... ♪ -Fuck!
♪ They gonna bow to my brethren ♪
♪ Lock 'em in a cage ♪
Open your mouth.
Fuck you.
You got something we want.
Where the fuck is Otto's tracker?
Open your fucking mouth.
I'm not scared of you, motherfucker.
I don't know what you're fucking talk about.
I don't know shit.
Got it.
[chuckles]
♪ We all been lost we all been called ♪
♪ Everyone rise to a brethren code ♪
♪ We got your back, we all been low ♪
♪ Let's all rise to the brethren code ♪
Motherfucker.
[screaming]
Yeah, atta girl.
[choking]
[laughing]
Scotch?
Not a big drinker.
Sure can't imagine a more appropriate day
for a drink, John.
I'm going to tell you about an opportunity
I was once given.
And I'm going to offer you that same opportunity.
[laughing]
Then I said to her, I said, ma'am,
do I sound like a 13-year-old girl to you?
I did not buy a makeup case.
And she says, "Well, sir, apparently you did."
I say, "miss you've got no idea what's going on over here."
Okay. I live with my wife, my two daughters.
Okay? My MasterCard goes missing in the middle of the night.
You know, I can guaran-fucking-tee you,
I did not buy a makeup case.
Unbelievable.
So that's what I have to look forward to.
Running the police department is easy.
Keeping your house in order is a son of a bitch.
Pee break.
So, Jed, I got some news.
What's up, Cap?
Quinn Brady was granted early release today.
Six fucking years.
Unbelievable.
It's the law.
Who's Quinn Brady, cap?
Piece of human trash rapist.
Fucking animal kidnap random victims
right off the street in broad daylight.
[Woman on TV] I screamed Johnny! Johnny, help me!
He drugged them,
caged them, and numbered them like animals
and tortured them.
Barbaric shit.
[groaning on TV]
[whimpering]
[cage rattles]
[shrieks]
[screams]
Boom.
[police sirens approaching]
[sirens stop]
[door rattles]
[screams, gun fires]
♪
[siren chirps]
Jed's first case as a detective, got the conviction.
Brady got 15 to 20.
Then the new no balls Governor implements his dog shit
early release program.
[clears throat]
Let's go, I'm tired.
Whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait.
You're not getting out of here without a toast.
Come on.
And by the way, your man here,
he says I'm not allowed to ogle at you anymore.
Well, now that I am officially fat,
I'm going to need all the ogling I can get.
See that, I can still ogle. Everybody, come on.
To the best detective I have.
Happy birthday, Jed.
To Jed.
[cheering]
Good morning, baby.
Good morning.
And happy birthday.
Thank you.
So have you thought of a name yet?
-No. -Good.
Because I have.
Elizabeth.
We could call her Lizzie for short.
It's cute.
Kind of sounds like an iguana to me.
I knew you were going to make fun of it.
I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
-You hate it. -I don't hate it.
I love you.
-I love you. -Bye.
♪ Full moon on a Saturday night ♪
♪ Throwing down whiskey till light ♪
♪ I swear I ain't ♪
[knocking]
-Hi. -Hi.
Are you looking for, Jed?
No. I'm looking for you.
♪
Babe.
April?
[clears throat]
Babe?
Hello?
♪
Was he caught?
Eventually.
And put away for life.
Thank God.
God didn't have anything to do with it.
Lost both my girls that same day.
God wouldn't do that.
How'd you get through it?
I got healed.
How?
I've got the guy, John.
I tracked down surveillance tape at a gas station.
How would you like one minute...
One minute alone.
At the police station?
Can't do it there.
You need to be sure.
Can't turn back after crossing this line.
♪
I'll take your jacket.
I'm good, thanks.
It's pretty warm where we're going.
♪
Atomic age leftovers.
Inherited all this when my daddy passed.
Came with the cabin.
♪
John, I want to introduce you to the man
who murdered your daughter.
How do you know it's him?
He was already on my radar.
Drug deal went bad with a scumbag named Arlo Garcia.
What did any of this have to do with Sarah?
Wrong place, wrong time.
Found the car.
Arlo's body was in the trunk.
Matched the zip ties.
I got a detailed confession.
You fucking psycho.
Didn't I?
[electrical crackling]
[groaning]
Ten years ago,
I made alone time with Quinn Brady.
The cretin who slaughtered my April and unborn Elizabeth.
It healed me.
It's time for you to heal, John.
♪
Just wait til something calls your name.
There you go, John.
Count the moments.
All of the moments he stole from your Sarah.
Tiny moments...
...that add up...
...to an entire unlived future.
Gone forever.
Every single thing Sarah will never get to experience.
All because of him.
You don't know who you're fucking with.
Stay strong, John.
♪
No!
[groans]
No! No!
Do it, Jon.
Do it.
Make him pay.
Make him pay!
Do it, John! Do it!
I can't kill him.
Who said anything about killing him?
I'm giving you exactly what you asked for.
Alone time with the man who killed Sarah.
I built this room for people like us.
No cameras, no witnesses, no consequences.
My only rule is you can't kill him.
I can't do it, Jed.
That's not good, John.
Only complicit men take secrets to the grave.
And I can't risk losing everything I've built here.
John.
[electrical crackling]
No turning back, John.
[Sarah] Please, don't, please!
Please!
Dad...
John.
[grunting]
[keys jangling]
John.
[groaning]
This one's a troublemaker.
Raped an 83 year old grandmother.
Three days.
Should I do it, John?
[mutters]
-Should I do it, John? -No.
Should I do it?
John. Should I do it?
-No. -No?
[laughs]
Yeah. There you go.
Please, more. More.
Want a little more?
Yeah.
Week in the torture box puts all the horses back in line.
[shouting]
I'm disappointed in you, John.
Out of anyone, I thought you'd appreciate my masterpiece.
[groaning]
[laughing, muttering]
Welcome to my church, John.
Child molesters.
Rapists.
Kidnappers.
Cold blooded murderers.
Psychopaths.
This one sold her three year old boy
to a pedophile for $400.
Ah!
$400, didn't you, 15?
I gave the loved ones of their victims time alone
with these creatures, time to get revenge and heal.
It was a beautiful sight to behold.
Look at them, John.
They've devolved into mindless beasts.
Subhuman.
Mmm.
There he is, the man formerly known as Quinn Brady.
Number one, speak,
Speak, Number one, tell your name.
Number one.
Yeah.
Drano wreaks havoc on the vocal cords.
[engines rumbling]
♪
Stay on your knees, 21.
Huddle back over here.
[grunts]
21, get up.
Get up.
Get in there.
[growling]
Just in case there's no actual hell,
I want every moment of their existence to be hell on earth.
Watch him, suffer, John.
They're about to do things to him.
Wait until you see what happens
when they get their hands on fresh meat.
[whistles]
[shouting, growling]
[Jed] Get him! Get him!
Yeah!
Look at him, John.
[groaning, shouting]
[laughing]
[whispers] Stop it!
Who the hell are you guys?
Where the fuck is my brother?
[shrieks]
Ow!
Get the fuck off me!
So this is usually where I'd ask you a question.
But see, I don't like questions. I like answers!
Where's my brother? Where's Ram?
[grunts]
Oh, what the fuck?
What kind of backwoods bullshit is this?
[shouting]
Oh, shit!
Ah!
[gunshot]
♪
[panting]
Ah!
[groaning]
[groaning, grunting]
He's mine.
[grunts]
[groaning]
[shotgun cocks]
Quinn Brady.
Ah!
[grunting]
[coughing]
[wheezing]
Oh...
♪
[banging]
A present's not a present until it's wrapped.
[banging, crashing]
♪ Better back down, you're in my domain ♪
♪ Got the whole crowd screaming out our name ♪
♪ It's a blowout, it's a hurricane ♪
♪ It's over ♪
♪ Before you know it ♪
♪ Why you shaking? ♪
♪ We're a dynasty ♪
Fuck yeah.
♪ In the making, we're the royalty ♪
[engine revs]
♪ Now we're breaking down the enemy ♪
♪ Move over ♪
♪ For the soldiers ♪
♪ We're gonna stand on top with our hands in the sky ♪
♪ Gonna raise our cup to the stadium lights ♪
♪ For the glory, for the glory ♪
[groaning]
Ah!
[roaring]
No!
Ah!
[growling, shouting]
Ah!
[groaning]
[grunting]
Ah!
[groans]
[screaming]
[grunts]
[shouts]
[grunts]
[car honks]
[coughs]
[exhales]
♪
[gasps]
[roars]
[screaming]
[shouts]
[screaming]
We have to get out of here.
There's fucking zombies out there!
Those aren't zombies.
[shouts]
[growling]
[girl screaming]
[grunts]
[shouts]
[shouting]
Ah!
[shouting]
[grunting]
♪
[crows cawing]
Radio Announcer: Merry Christmas, everybody!
Yee-ha!
♪ Jingle my bells It's Christmas in the USA ♪
Looking good.
It's nothing special, just eggs and bacon.
I wasn't talking about the grub.
♪ It won't be long we're waking up on Christmas day ♪
[motor stalls]
[motor coughs]
Come on, pussycat. Let me hear you purr.
[motor stalls]
Ed?
Ed!
What?
Don't forget to take the ornaments off.
Yes, dear.
[dog barking]
Excuse me?
[barking continues]
Excuse me!
Hello?
Hello!
Oh!
I'm going to need the keys to your truck.
Oh, no!
[barking]
[panting]
Just go away!
[screams]
Oh! No!
Ed!
[screams]
-Hey! -Don't!
[groaning]
Ed!
You.
[coughing]
Ah!
[grunts]
Ah!
[shouts]
[groans]
Ah!
[grunting]
[grunts]
Ah!
[groans]
[panting]
You couldn't kill me when I was tied up.
[groans]
You think you can hurt me now, huh?
[groaning]
You want to know what her last words were?
[groaning]
Shh.
She said, where's my daddy?
[laughing]
Come on. Come on.
She fought harder than you do.
[groaning]
[motor starts]
Ah!
[shouting]
[shouting continues]
[screams]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[motor sputters]
Merry fucking Christmas.
A journey through hell...
has led me to peace.
Every moment...
that we've shared together...
is worth the pain
that every memory brings.
Sometimes when there's no more tears to fall...
and I feel alone...
Somehow you remind me...
...that I'm not.
Thank you for sharing, Pastor.
Before we wrap it up today, guys,
in close, I want to share something with you.
Later today, I'll be taking my baby girl Rebecca
to the batting cages to practice her swing.
Tomorrow she has her first softball game ever.
Would it be wrong for me to ask you guys
to maybe say a little prayer that her team wins?
[laughing]
No, but seriously.
I'd like to share a verse with you all.
Especially you, Rebecca.
From the book of Ephesians:
"Therefore put on the full armor of God,
"So when the day of evil comes
"you will be able to defend yourself.
"And when the battle is over,
you will be standing firm."
Amen.
My lunch hours cut in half, so we got to get in and out.
How well you do depends on you. Has nothing to do with me.
Let's get in here.
Oh, hey, sweetie.
What do you say you practice that swing outside the cage?
-Okay. -What are you doing?
Well, cages are for hitting.
First come, first serve. So...
-We were here first. -Who's we? All I see is you.
Come on, step out.
My dad will be right back.
Where is he right now?
That's my point. So go on, step out.
Come on.
But if I were you, I would definitely
hang by watch how a real slugger does it.
This is what it takes right here.
All right, show me your game face.
You got it. All right, come on.
You have one job. You know what it is? Focus.
Hey, what's going on?
He made me get out of the cage.
Little on the outside, my bad.
But this one's going to be perfect.
Okay.
Good job.
-Hey, bud. -Yeah.
My daughter was in here.
Okay, she was in here, and now she's not.
Look, my little guy is doing travel league this summer.
-All right? -Yeah.
We got to get our licks in when we can.
It's my lunch hour. I got stuff to do.
-I just paid for 30 minutes. -And that's all good.
But, you know, don't... Don't kick my daughter out, huh?
What?
I said it's all good, but don't kick my daughter out.
Who do you think you're talking to?
Hmm?
Get out of the cage now.
You know, I got a better idea.
Why don't you tell your little daughter pick up the balls?
You know that, Jacob.
Little chickadee doesn't have any balls.
Honey.
Daddy's sorry about this. Okay?
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ I'm throwing away all the blessings it gave her ♪
♪ 21 bullets but it's not going to save her ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ A fang for a fang ♪
♪ A knot on a rope ♪
♪ The sound of the dead is ♪
♪ What gives me hope ♪
♪ But the blood on my tongue ♪
♪ And the sweat on my neck ♪
♪ You can't outrun ♪
♪ What comes for you next ♪
♪ And now that you're gone ♪
♪ I stepped off the rail ♪
♪ I pray for revenge but I'm afraid I will fail ♪
♪ Because we live in a world ♪
♪ Where even the angels are ♪
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ There's blood on my hands I see the holy father ♪
♪ Taste of revenge it's as sweet as holy water ♪
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ I'm throwing away all the blessings it gave her ♪
♪ 21 bullets but it's not going to save her ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ There's blood on my hands I see the holy father ♪
♪ Taste of revenge it's as sweet as holy water ♪
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ I'm throwing away all the blessings it gave her ♪
♪ 21 bullets but it's not going to save her ♪
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ There's blood on my hands I see the holy father ♪
♪ Taste of revenge it's as sweet as holy water ♪
♪ Retaliators ♪
♪ I'm throwing away all the blessings it gave her ♪
♪ 21 bullets but it's not going to save her ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪ 21 bullets, 21 guns ♪
♪ 21 daughters 21 sons ♪
♪