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(♪♪♪)

SAM:
Yeah, but animals
are gonna die, though.

You know that, right?

DELIA:
I've been around more weapons
than you.

And no, scalpels don't count.

SAM:
Okay, but I'd have brought
a box of tissues if I knew

every time a shot was fired,

I'd have to hear you
lament about--

DELIA:
Okay, my choices are based
off righteousness.

I really don't have any problem
with killing animals.

It's just, personally,
I'd like to live a while.

(CAR WHOOSHES)

RADIO ANNOUNCER 1:
Time since
the last murder update.

-32 hours...
-SAM: Vegetarian barbarian.

You know, you're more rare
than the steak that we,

or-- excuse me,
that I will be gorging on later.

(chuckles)

SAM:
Seriously, you don't ever
get a craving, or...

No, it's-- it's nature's
traffic light.

Red means stop, green means go.

Give me something green
and I will gorge all day.

Everyone runs a light now
and then.

JARETH:
And yellow?

DELIA:
I'm sorry, yellow? Is he...

Do you eat French fries,
like, extra slowly, or...

Oh. With caution.

SAM:
Oh.

If there's something ambiguous,
you approach it with caution.

No?

SAM:
You're so smart, babe.

RADIO ANNOUNCER 1:
Time since
the last murder update.

Thir--

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

Ah, here's sweet here, huh?

Ain't changed much.

Nope.

(grunts)

Hey, you remember that swing
we used to, you know, swing on?

I know you know
what I'm talking about.

I almost...

You think it's still there?

Son, I have no idea.
It's been a very long time.

(GRUNTS)

SAM:
Hey. Come with me.

Can I help you get anything?

No, it's all right. I got it.

(grunts)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR OPENS IN BACKGROUND)

(♪♪♪)

DELIA:
You weren't kidding about
the way you guys communicate.

Or don't.

Can we not right now, please?

All right?

I'm just saying,
maybe if you would talk more,

he would open up.

Think about how much
there must be about him

that you don't even know.

Here's something you don't know.

You know, when I was little,
I was on this,

what used to be a swing.

And he was pushing me.

And I got too much momentum,
you know,

on the lower half of my body.

I was way out there,
and I flipped.

I lost grip of the rope,
and I hit a...

Well, there used to be
a sandbar out there

in the middle
of the river, but...

But you were okay, right?

No, I was not okay.
I broke my arm.

It's a compound fracture.

It took months to heal.
I still have a scar.

Look.

See that?

I never noticed that.

-SAM: I know.
-It's funny.

SAM:
All right, Jareth might
think it's funny.

He reset the bone himself.
Badly, I might add.

It's so stupid.

I could have disabled
my arm permanently.

And then you became a doctor.

Coincidence?

I mean, yes. No, it was--

That was all me.

(chuckles)

(MOTOR STARTS)

(♪♪♪)

Well, this is it.

-Welcome.
-DELIA: Wow!

SAM:
Yeah.

Knights of the long table?
(chuckles)

Yeah.

Yeah,
apparently I had a fraternity

of hunting buddies
before my time.

But, uh, we mostly just
used it for social distancing.

You know,
he says he carved this himself.

There's some lesson
attached to it,

but it's just an antique.

DELIA:
Hmm. (chuckles)

SAM:
Mm-hmm.

So, here is the living room.

Oh, this is a nice touch.

SAM:
Hmm.

I promise that won't be used
to kill any animals.

Well, it is loaded.

Rock salt.

Rock salt? Why?

Oh, it, uh, you know,
it does less than shot,

but more than nothing.

-DELIA: Huh.
-Unless you're a slug.

You know, slugs are
mostly water, so...

-DELIA: Yeah.
-Salt.

-DELIA: Mm-hmm. Okay.
-It's just a joke.

(both chuckle)

SAM:
This is the living room.

Uh, not much living
goes on in here.

Mostly just waiting
for something else to happen

in another room.

And I guess storage.

DELIA:
Uh-huh.

Oh, these records.

Retro.

SAM:
Yeah, he's always playin' those.

But I want to show you the rooms
that really matter.

Come on.

(chuckles)

SAM:
Come on, come on, come on.

Now, this is our room.

-Ah.
-This is your room.

Okay.

I haven't talked to Jareth
about it yet.

That does not surprise me.

Okay, all right.

He probably thinks I'm sleepin'
on the couch, so...

DELIA:
You're not?

(chuckles)

SAM:
Okay.

Here's the bathroom.

The only one.

Sorry about that.

DELIA:
That's fine.

SAM:
We'll pass through here
real quick.

This is his room.

Nothin' special.

-DELIA: Wow!
-SAM: Yeah.

SAM:
Um, well, there's the study.

His study, you know?

Yeah? What does he study?

I think it's just called that.

I don't know.
I don't go in there.

(chuckles)

You don't, or you can't,
or you won't?

I just haven't.

Look, if you're a fan
of non-answers,

ask my dad questions, all right?

I like to trim the fat,
just stick to non-questions.

Hmm, okay? Okay.

-DELIA: Okay.
-Let's move on.

Uh, kitchen's through here.

You're welcome to anything
in the fridge,

if there's anything in it.

DELIA:
Sounds good.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
IN BACKGROUND)

Hmm.

Where's he going?

SAM:
Uh...

You know,
it's honestly better not to ask.

SAM:
Hey, where you goin'?

I'm gonna go set
a couple of traps

while it's still light outside.

SAM:
Hey, you know, I was thinkin'
maybe I could come with--

JARETH:
You know,
why don't you go inside

and cook us all some supper?

-Hmm?
-DELIA: Oh!

Is that how I need to do it?

Go inside and fix me some mutton.

No.

'Cause you don't eat meat.

But also, no.

Well, fix me some greens then.

SAM:
Wait, where you goin'?

DELIA:
I'm gonna learn how to set
some traps while it's still daylight.

SAM:
All right, go ahead

and shoulder me out of the will!

Hey, but don't badger him
too much 'cause he will shoot you!

Don't be too quiet
'cause he'll shoot you.

DELIA:
Are you plotting
to get rid of me already?

SAM:
No. Not yet.

Oh, man.
Sam, you are screwed.

DELIA:
It's called a death fall, right?

It's getting dark.

How many are you gonna make?

(sighs)

We're just gonna make these two.

(♪♪♪)

Couldn't find any branches
long enough to reach across?

Branches are unreliable.

Number one,
because you never know

what size critter it's
gonna take to make 'em snap.

Number two,
it's almost impossible

to make a natural ground.

Every critter out there is
gonna avoid anything unnatural.

DELIA:
Who wouldn't?

JARETH:
Help me get some leaves.

DELIA:
Must be difficult to make
these in the spring.

Yes, it is.

No leaves in the spring.

(♪♪♪)

(SIZZLING)

(DOOR OPENS IN BACK GROUND)

(DOOR CLOSES IN BACK GROUND)

Welcome back!

Delia?

Jareth?

Oh, shit!

(chuckles)

-Oh, you...
-Huh.

SAM:
You're just gonna let her
sneak up on me?

Well, I thought you'd grown
rather fond of surprises.

-Are you cr-- are you crying?
-SAM: No!

No, I was-- I was cutting onions.

-It...
-DELIA: It's true.

DELIA:
He always cries when
he cuts onions.

You know, I should let you
starve while we devour

our bloody delicious
red meat.

(♪♪♪)

♪ There ain't nothin'
I can do ♪

♪ Or nothin' I can say ♪

♪ That folks
don't criticize me ♪

♪ But I'm going to do ♪

♪ Just as I want to ♪

♪ Anyway ♪

♪ And don't care ♪

♪ Just what people say ♪

♪ If I should take a notion ♪

♪ To jump into the ocean ♪

♪ Ain't nobody's business ♪

♪ If I do ♪

♪ If I go to church on Sunday ♪

♪ Then cabaret all day Monday ♪

♪ Ain't nobody's business ♪

♪ If I do ♪

(INSECTS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)

Your father's in the room.

He's sleeping.

(both chuckle)

He's so unusual.

Well, um, you got him
to say more words

than I've ever heard him
say before, so...

Really?

What?

Is he not livin' up
to your expectations?

No, I think he is. Yeah.

Well, good.

(both chuckle)

(kisses)

You know, you could say
"I told you so".

Hmm?

I think I'm gonna go to bed.

Already?

(both chuckle)

Wait, I didn't mean this.

Hang on, babe.
No, I'm just gonna...

(kisses)

(takes deep breaths)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
IN DISTANCE)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

"His glistening bulk spun round,
'neath a fountain of bloody red,

and men's hearts hit the ground,
and he hoisted high the head."

That's charming.

(♪♪♪)

JARETH:
This is my study.

DELIA:
Oh.

Sorry, I just, um,
I couldn't sleep.

Nevertheless, this is my study.

You have very nice artwork.

Is it yours?

It's mine
because this is my study.

DELIA:
It's impressive.

And-- and you-- you write.

I dabble.

DELIA:
You dabble well.

What aren't you good at?

(chuckles)

You'll find that by the time
you get to be my age,

you will have amassed
quite a collection

of rather useless skills.

Well, some would say
by definition a skill

can't be useless.

Touché.

Have you considered publishing?

Never quite saw the point.

Uh, good night.

And sorry, again.

JARETH:
Stop.

What are you hiding?

Left hand, behind your back.

What are you hiding?

(sighs)

JARETH:
Huh.

You kids and your secrets.

I guess you noticed
he wasn't on the couch.

Sam has a tendency
to overestimate the importance

I put on certain things.

Hmm.

I might be old,
I might be old-fashioned,

but believe you me, if you
stay old-fashioned long enough,

eventually you're gonna be
ahead of your time.

Well...

good night.

Good night.

Again, sorry, I...

Couldn't sleep?

Couldn't sleep. Good night.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(♪♪♪)

Hmm.

If you could spend
the rest of your life

in one place,
where would it be?

JARETH:
Is this place so bad?

Morning, sunshine.

-Good morning.
-SAM: Hmm.

DELIA:
Oh, I love this movie.

Those are music, babe.

DELIA:
Okay, some of which were used
in movies as soundtrack.

(chuckles)

DELIA:
The Man Who Knew Too Much.

Did she just call me a genius?

DELIA:
You're definitely not the man
who knew too much.

Oh.

DELIA:
It's the movie. He knows.

A friend of mine
was in that movie.

Oh? The kid?

SAM:
The remake. Right?

You've got a good selection
in there.

Well, it serves.

So do you. Thank you.

-SAM: Dad?
-JARETH: You're welcome.

You remember the whole
gorging on carcasses thing?

I will eat that.

It is totally okay.

Thank you.

JARETH:
You're welcome.

What did I miss?

It's okay to run a red line
on occasion, right?

JARETH:
Right.

Right.

(INDISTINCT LYRICS
IN BACKGROUND)

(scrunches)

DELIA:
I don't know.
We just get along really well.

SAM:
Yeah, but how?

I wake up late
and you're best friends.

The way you two were talkin'
to each other this morning,

he's-- he's never talked to me
like that. Ever.

DELIA:
Well, I think he just needs
some prodding, you know?

Maybe you talk to him
a little more.

Maybe he just trusts you.

I mean, he's a great judge
of character.

All right. There you go.

Wow!

And you, be careful.

I don't wanna repeat what
happened last time.

(chuckles)

SAM:
This funny?

Hey, I got you somethin'.

DELIA:
Oh, I'm good.

Okay. That's great.

Happened to safety first?

Uh, so about these traps. Uh...

DELIA:
Yeah?

SAM:
Where are they?

They are exactly
where they have always been.

Oh! Where they've always
been, right?

Yeah. Always.

Yeah, it's been eight years.

Exactly where they've always been.

That's great!

-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
-What?

SAM:
Uh, he's a solitary hunter.

It's for the best.

DELIA:
Be careful!

So, there are no stands
or anything, right?

He's always had this thing
where we climb trees or whatever.

You know, whatever's natural.

But I think we'll
pretty easily find something

with enough low-hanging fruit.
Oh, no. We're not hunting together.

I love you, but this is
not gonna be a pissing match.

No, you're gonna find your spot,
and I'm gonna find mine,

-and then...
-Hmm.

We will compare antler points
at the end of the day,

but I'm a solitary hunter.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

Okay.

Well,
don't shoot anything human.

Me, for example.

Promise.

Mm.

Go forth.

(♪♪♪)

(sighs)

(♪♪♪)

(grunts)

(♪♪♪)

(groans)

Not the plan.

Not the plan.

(groans)

DELIA:
Oh, my God!

Are you hit?

Oh, God.

Are you okay?

That's a man.
Jesus, what happened?

-DELIA: What?
-Out of the way.

Did you do this?

SAM:
Sir, listen, I'm a doctor.

I'm gonna move your hands
and have a look, okay?

MARCUS:
Okay.

-SAM: Okay.
-JARETH: Is he still alive?

DELIA:
Yeah.

You finally managed to hit me,
huh?

(Marcus groans)

SAM:
Okay.

The good news is
it's through and through.

The bad news is he's losing
a lot of blood.

Old man.

And a pretty stupid girl.

SAM:
Hey, okay.

-Just breathe.
-MARCUS: What kinda fool am I?

Just breathe, sir.
Just breathe, okay?

-You son of a whore.
-Great.

Yep, I was feeling
a little left out.

I appreciate that.

Okay, we're gonna take care
of you, sir.

Just hold on there. Uh...

(groans)

SAM:
Sir?

Is he?

He's got a steady pulse,
but this isn't good.

We have to get him
to a med center quick.

Son, I don't think that's
the smartest course of action.

You're kidding.
Give me a hand.

You see these guns, huh?

You see these guns?

You have how many questions
people are gonna ask.

You ready for that?

(sighs)

I'm sorry, Delia, right,
but we can't let

an innocent man die.

Besides, it was an accident.
He's just a la--

Excuse me, I didn't shoot him.

Well, I didn't shoot him.

He said you got the shot.

I don't think he was
talking about me.

JARETH:
He's not in his right mind, okay?

That's obvious.

What we're gonna do
is we're gonna take him back

to the cabin,
we're gonna assess his health,

and then we'll make a decision.

SAM:
We're not bringin' him
back to the cabin.

-JARETH: Sam!
-Jareth!

We're bringin' him
to a med center!

Decision made!

(sighs)

-Now help me!
-Okay.

SAM:
Now! Please!

(groans)

SAM:
Sorry. Shh.

Delia, put those guns
in the back of the truck.

Keep 'em away from him.

DELIA:
What if whoever did this
is still out there?

-(groans)
-(shushes)

SAM:
Just hold that.

Real slow, slow.

Sam, if you did this,
listen, we can--

No, no, you listen, Jareth,
I didn't, all right?

She's got a point.

What-- there could be
anybody out there.

All right? Look at him.
He's runnin' from something.

MARCUS:
Jareth.

(Sam shushes)

I tell you.

Jareth, I tell you, the bitch...

-SAM: It's okay.
-MARCUS: The bitch shoots a man.

SAM:
Calm down.
We're gonna get you help.

You heard what he just said, right?

If you did it,
you'd admit it, right?

Yes, of course.

Then why don't you wanna
take him to the med center?

Because I'm tryin'
to protect us, son.

I'm tryin' to protect all of us.

I don't understand the blood's...

JARETH:
What?

SAM:
I don't know, it just stopped.

It is-- it's clotted already.

Look, if we get him
to a med center,

I think he's gonna be okay.

(Marcus groaning)

Hey, hey.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

I've got some morphine
out in my kit

in the back of the truck.

The best thing we can do for
all of us is to keep him sedated.

SAM:
Who went to med school, huh?

Who paid for you
to go to med school, hmm?

DELIA:
How is he?

JARETH:
Why don't you ask the doctor?

SAM:
He's good, actually.
He's better than I'd hoped.

How are you? You okay?

I think if someone's out there,
they're being super clever.

Quiet.

SAM:
I think, Jareth, I think...

I think my father shot him.

Honestly, does it even matter?

SAM:
Yes, it matters.

-Hey, hey. Hey.
-MARCUS: Who are you?

-SAM: Hey. Hey, man.
-Who are you? Sam?

SAM:
My dad's gettin' you something
for the pain.

-MARCUS: Are you Sam?
-SAM: You're gonna be fine.

SAM:
You're gonna be fine.

-MARCUS: Yeah, I'll be fine.
-SAM: All right?

-He's getting you morphine.
-MARCUS: I'll be fine.

SAM:
He's right here.
Is there--
is there a radio in here?

Yeah, there's one
in the kitchen.

It's AM/FM, not HAM.

(groans)

JARETH:
Okay.

SAM:
It's morphine?

JARETH:
Yeah, morphine.

SAM:
And you know how
to administer it?

Yes.

SAM:
Okay.

DELIA:
Sam! Come here.

Sam.

Jareth. Sam. Delia.

I tell you. Oh, I tell you.

Hey.
RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO)
A federally-run manhunt
is underway...

This was playing in the car
on the way up.

It's lucky that I even heard it.

It's an alert station.

RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO)
District authorities remind
citizens that Knight

may be armed and should be
considered highly dangerous.

Please contact authorities
if you have any information

concerning Knight's whereabouts.

Oh, God. Another shot?

Yeah. Another shot.

You, you shot me.

Oh, my friend,
I'm afraid you've got my son

or his pretty little girlfriend
to thank for that.

-Yeah.
-Why would she?

Why would she shoot me?

JARETH:
I don't know.
Maybe it was an accident.

Maybe she's not a very good shot.

She sure as hell
isn't much of a hunter.

Not like you, huh?

-SAM: Hey, Dad?
-Hold still. What?

SAM:
Jareth, come in here now!

(takes deep breaths)

You stay put.

MARCUS:
Yeah.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Yeah.

RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO)
This is an alert station
for area 117...

That man's in a lot of pain.
What is it?

That man is Marcus Knight.

JARETH:
What?

He's an escapee
from a lifer facility,

not some civil rehab joint.

It's started over.

RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO)
(inaudible)
...escaped yesterday,

following an accident involving
the transport vessel

that was relocating him.

Marcus Knight, age unknown,
was serving

several life sentences
for armed robbery,

second-degree murder
and (inaudible) other charges.

It might not be him.

But he has a tattoo
on his wrist.

So, what are you suggesting?

(INDISTINCT RADIO SPEECH)

Well, this changes things, right?

I mean, he could be dangerous.

If he's dangerous,
that's all the more reason

why he should be sedated.

I think we should just...

Just...

What?

Just let him die.

SAM:
No!

No, he's a man!

And he's still alive.

If anything,
this makes things simpler.

Right?
I mean, whoever shot him...

Look, no one's gonna press
charges for shooting a convict.

Look, I'll take credit for it.

I'll say I shot him.

Did you?

No.

Whatever we do,
we sedate him first.

Yeah. Yeah, I agree.

No, no, no! Hey! Hey!

SAM:
Get him! Stop him!

All right. Nope.
Get-- come-- come on!

-SAM: Hey!
-Back in the house!

-SAM: Wait, no, no, no, no!
-Let's go.

Delia, you drive.

Let's take him to a med center.

Get him in the car.

-Be careful.
-Careful, my ass.

Get in the damn car.

(DOOR CLOSES, SELFS THE CAR)

-DELIA: It's not working.
-Bullshit.

Bullshit. Let me try!

Get out. Get out.

(pants)

(SELFS THE CRA)

(yells)

-Oh, you're kidding.
-No.

There's someone else here.

Maybe.

-Wait.
-You-- you were outside.

It could have been him.

-It could have been him.
-What?

Marcus, he could have escaped
last night.

No, you.

You were outside last night.
Did you see anything?*

No, I didn't see any--
I was doing some--*

He's running!

-JARETH: What?
-SAM: He's--

JARETH:
Hey! No!

No!

(grunts)

Shit.

SAM:
What? What is it?

The morphine.

Are you that concerned
about his pain?

Yes.

JARETH:
No, I'm not that concerned
about his pain.

I just wanna make damn sure
that he didn't go anywhere.

He's clearly not moving.

SAM:
Yeah, he got hit pretty hard.

He's gonna be out for a while.

Look, why don't-- why don't you
go work on the car, uh, for now?

Yeah.

What, she good with cars?

I wouldn't be surprised,
but I was talkin' to you.

JARETH:
Oh.

(sighs)

(DOOR SQUEAKS)

Hey.

Best just leave those
in the truck.

Keep 'em away
from our friend inside.

All right.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(sighs)

You think you can fix it?

Possibly. You?

Probably.

It was you.

You're the one who shot me,
didn't you?

SAM:
What?

No.

You said you'd take
the credit for it.

I heard you.

Yeah, but I-- I didn't.

You think the two of them
would take the credit

for somethin' they didn't do?

What are they doin' out there?
Talkin'?

No, they're-- they're
fixing the car.

Oh. Somethin' wrong
with the car.

Uh-oh.

SAM:
You're a funny guy.

And a lucky one.

MARCUS:
Yeah. Truly.

I'm sure it's something
your father can fix right up.

An old man can fix anything.

How did you know that?

MARCUS:
What? That old men
can fix anything?

'Cause I've been one for a bit.

How do you know
that he's my dad?

Well, it's not often that
you call someone else dad,

I'm guessing.

The girl,
is she really helpin' him?

Yeah, he's not gonna
like that, is he?

SAM:
Hey, Jareth.

Uh, can I speak to you
for a second, please?

JARETH:
Yeah.

In there, away from him?

Sure.

Oh, what are you gonna do
with me?

Seems mighty dangerous
to leave me in here alone.

SAM:
Hey, Delia?

Delia, can you watch this guy
for-- for a second, please?

DELIA:
Yeah.

Now, what are the two of you
gonna talk about

that she isn't even allowed
to listen to?

-SAM: Just please shut up.
-That's (indistinct speech)--

Shut up.

(Marcus groans)

Just watch him, please.

DELIA:
Yeah.

(pants)

Truck is a mess,
but she was a big help.

-She really knows what--
-Who is he?

-What?
-How do you know him?

All right, he knows you
and you know him.

How? How do you know him?

I just heard about him
on the bulletin.

No, no. Don't bullshit me.

Who is he?

-It's complicated.
-SAM: How complicated?

What, what, what?
Did you do time together? What?

(hums)

(Marcus moaning)

Mm.

Thanks.

For?

Nothin'.

I just hate that fuckin' song.

Oh.

JARETH:
Sam, it's too complicated
to get into right now.

(hums)

SAM:
Now is the time to get into it.

Who the hell is this guy?

Dad, tell me.

Before you were born,
and a long time

before you were born,
I was a different kinda guy.

And...

Well, fuck it.

Marcus and I robbed a bank.
A woman was killed.

It wasn't me. He killed her.

It wasn't supposed to happen,
but it did.

And as we were getting away,
I made damn sure that he didn't.

What is this? Is this revenge?
What is this? Is this-- still--

JARETH:
I don't-- I don't know.

You have the money still?

Does he think you have
the money?

What?

Son, the man on the table
in there is an animal.

I had the opportunity
to kill him years ago,

and I didn't take it,
but I should have.

You were takin'
a second chance now!

That's real...
(indistinct speech)

JARETH:
I don't know what the hell
this is, son, but something--

DELIA:
Sam. Help?

SAM:
Hey, man, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, man. Hey!

Hey, I know what you want.

I know what you want.

Oh, do you now?

We have the money.
We'll get it for you, right?

Right? We'll get you the money.
Just stop.

-Sam, shut up.
-Whoa! Hey, hey, hey!

JARETH:
Shut up.

Marcus,
you're an outnumbered fool.

MARCUS:
Oh, is that so?

Shall we put that to the test?

You're a sporting type.

Tell you what,
why don't you aim that

right at my chest,
and I'll aim this at yours?

We can both pull the trigger,
and we'll see who has the

swiftest recovery.

Dad, don't take that shot.

Please.

MARCUS:
Well, what do you know?

That is an uncharacteristically
wise decision.

Shoot me.

And now?

Yeah.

Go ahead. Shoot.

Before you do,
why don't you take a good look

and see what's in that gun
you're holding?

(♪♪♪)

(groans)

-Sam?
-Yeah.

Rock salt.

But still,
I do appreciate your restraint.

MARCUS:
Again, you shoot.

(groans)

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Okay.

SAM:
How did he get out of these?

He's not an escape artist,
is he, Jareth?

Yeah.

(sighs)

DELIA:
Be right back.

Hey.

Hey, hey, don't go anywhere.

And don't do anything.

Okay.

Hi.

DELIA:
Red or blue?

Uh, what does blue mean?

You know, if red's death,
and then green is...

Blue-- blue's just the color
of Kool-Aid.

Right.

Here.

Thank you.

You not thirsty?

-Okay.
-Mm.

DELIA:
You want another one?

-You mind?
-No.

Thank you.

(sighs)

You don't know much
about your father, do you?

Yeah, I told you that.

Sam, how does the man in there
know who your father is?

Look. Hey, hey.

They robbed a bank together.
All right?

That's what put him,
Marcus Knight, in jail.

Okay? Robbin' the bank
and he shot a woman.

Who?

SAM:
I don't know.

Or do you mean which one? I...

I mean, is the guy on your
table who's dying a killer?

Or is your father?

Right, well,
Jareth says he's the convict,

but how the hell can I tell?

And he's not dying.

I mean, his wound, I thought,
you know, is a lot worse,

but he's--

He's doin' real
miraculously well. I--

Why is he here?

Was this their hideout?

No, no. No. Or maybe.

I-- I-- I don't know.
I don't know.

Jareth still has the money.

It's in his study.

DELIA:
What?

Nothing.

Okay, so-- so, Jareth is hiding
money in his study.

Why don't we just
give it to Marcus

and see if he goes away?

I'm-- I'm-- I'm tired of this.

I'm tired of it.

Do you mind watching him?

Of course, yeah.

From the other side
of the room this time?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Hey, Jareth?

Let's talk.

Yeah, sure.
You wanna go outside?

No, your room.

Okay.

Delia.

SAM:
She'll be fine, right?

-Well?
-What's in there?

What's in there?
That's my study.

I know that,
but what's in there?

Unlock it.

You unlock it.
The key's on the picture.

(sighs)

You don't have to be
so difficult.

So, what?

What?
You invest your money in art?

No.

Oh. Oh, really?

Yeah.

SAM:
Oh.

So, you-- you just...

(scoffs)

Why didn't you ever show me
any of this?

I had no idea you were so...

JARETH:
Obsessive. Eccentric.

Artistic.

Look, Jareth...

Dad, the whole point of this
trip was to...

to reconcile.

You know, to--

I know there's always been
things between us,

but I-- I thought maybe if we--

What?

Son, the whole purpose of this
trip was never to reconcile.

Come on.

How did you ask her?

Ask her what?

The ring. I saw the ring.
How did you ask her?

SAM:
Oh, I don't know.

You know,
I-- she-- I didn't do anything.

She kinda just told me.

She had the ring and everything.

Oddly enough,
your mom was a lot like that.

Did she know?

Know what?

Did mom know that you were a...

An artist?

A criminal.

Listen, Sam, there's a lot of
things about me you don't know,

and that's on purpose.

It's for your own good.

There are things
I can't tell you,

so since that's the case,
what do you say we--

Why don't we what?
Why don't we do what?

Why don't we talk?

You wanna talk?

You wanna start talkin' now?

Why don't first,
before we start talking,

why don't we handle
the whole situation

of your former business partner
bleedin' on your handmade table?

After my girlfriend, my...

My fiancé's in the middle
of this.

I'm sorry, Sam.

There isn't anything
I can do about that.

SAM:
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You wanna do somethin'?
Here's what we do.

We watch him, Marcus,
all the time.

Okay?
We'll-- we'll take turns.

You can work on the car, right?

You can get it fixed?

-Yes, I can fix the truck.
-SAM: Here we go.

You get the car running,
and we will take him back

to a med center.

We will tell them who
he is, right?

And-- (sighs)

If he dies...

If he dies, I know exactly
where I'm gonna bury him.

Where?
Where you hid all the money?

No, one of the death falls.

SAM:
Okay, good.

Good.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We're not buryin' this.

We're not buryin' him.

No matter what happens,
we bring him back.

-And you?
-JARETH: Me.

If you wanna turn me in, Sam,
you go right ahead.

Yeah.

(sighs)

(Marcus groans)

DELIA:
Hey, how'd it go?

Uh, I need a coffee.

Do you mind getting one for me?

I have a killer headache.

Can you gag him, please?

(♪♪♪)

I take mine with cream.

(slurps)

And here I thought I had found
some real hospitality.

No, we know about you.

About me?

As though I can be so swiftly
summarized.

The woman you shot.

Which one?

-SAM: Which one?
-Oh, God.

SAM:
What?

Now what do we do now?

Jareth says he can fix
the car pretty quickly.

And then we get our friend
here to a med center.

And that'll be that.

That'll be that.

MARCUS:
That'll be that.

(Marcus laughs)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

♪ Oh, Danny boy ♪

♪ The pipes, the pipes ♪

♪ Are calling ♪

♪ From glen to glen ♪

♪ And down the mountainside ♪

♪ The summer's gone ♪

♪ And all the roses falling ♪

(INDISTINCT LYRICS)

♪ But come ye back ♪

♪ When summer's ♪

♪ In the meadow ♪

♪ Or when the valley's ♪

♪ Hushed ♪

♪ And white with snow ♪

(INDISTINCT LYRICS)

♪ I love you so ♪

DELIA:
Need help with the engine?

What are you hiding?

Not much.

What are you doing?

What does it look like
I'm doing?

I should have known.

Yeah. You're a smart man.

Experienced.

You knew him.

You knew him before.

I know you now.

That man in there is not gonna
give you anything.

Obviously you don't know
him very well.

Don't I?

♪ It's I'll be here ♪

♪ In sunshine ♪

♪ Or in shadow ♪

Son of a bitch, I see it.

-What?
-The resemblance. I see it.

DELIA:
What?

(scoffs)

I should have known that
bastard had kids everywhere.

Oh, wow!

You wanna go down
that road right now.

Young lady, not every man falls
for meaningless gestures.

-Me-- meaningless? Okay. Yeah.
-Okay, young lady? Yes.

Well, I guess at your age, most
things have lost their meaning.

Ow!

I know one thing that hasn't.

Hey.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, hey, hey!

What the hell did you give him?

Somnaquil. From your kit.

Ah.

What now?

Untie him.

Now!

Okay.

Be careful with that.

(groans)

JARETH:
There.

(Marcus grunts)

I have questions.

-So do I.
-Shut up.

You know, you could have pulled
the tape off first.

Shut up!

Ooh.

I think I like
when you're in charge.

DELIA:
Stop.

You. Get me clothes.

Does he have to?

DELIA:
Go on.

So, you had some questions?

Why am I naked?

Who shot me?

DELIA:
I don't know.

Maybe the kid.

JARETH:
Be my guess.

DELIA:
You know how to use this?

Obviously.

If he moves, do.

Don't either of you wanna
know where it is?

DELIA:
Where?

How much is left?

JARETH:
More than your share.

Well, that sounds like interest.

And I'm interested.

Looks like you need me, Marcus.

Don't bullshit me, Jareth.

You've got more elsewhere.
I know you do.

You're old enough to know not
to put all your eggs in one cabin.

Besides, you owe me.

You owe me for all that
fuckin' time I did.

If I give you the money,
what are you gonna do then?

Well,
then I'm gonna take your...

God damn it, you're frustrating.

JARETH:
That's not on me.

I didn't have anything
to do with it.

-Oh, is that your boy, too?
-JARETH: I don't know.

Yeah, he's got so much
Camilla in him.

Oh, fuck you, Marcus.

He says he can fix the car.

Well, he says a lot.

I can fix the car.

Well, then you do that.

Then it's mine.

Like I said, interest. Copacetic?

Copacetic.

You and your boy are gonna have
to find some other way back.

Or you can stay here.
I don't care.

But I'm gonna drive away
from you

just like you drove away
from me.

And nobody gets hurt?

MARCUS:
Nobody gets hurt.

Just like the bank.

Where is it?

Do you remember the old Wilson
fallout shelter?

-It's still there?
-JARETH: It's a fallout shelter.

Yes, of course it's still there.

It's caved in a little bit,
but I've been digging.

So, there's a shovel
right next to the entrance.

Why don't you go
continue digging in it

while I fix your truck?

Copacetic.

MARCUS:
Well, I'm in no rush.

You go dig it up.

Then worry about the car.

JARETH:
What if I run?

We have your son.

JARETH:
Yeah.

And what kind of a parent would
abandon one of their children?

Okay, nobody is gonna get hurt.

Just like the bank.

So, let's talk about our end
of the deal.

Oh, shit.

No, you don't.

That was clumsy.

Yeah, well,
I've been shot twice.

What's your excuse?

DELIA:
I thought getting shot
didn't bother you.

(GENERATOR WHIRRING)

It hurt?

MARCUS:
Not too bad.

You should try it sometime.

Perhaps I will
when all this is over.

Solidarity.

You're sick.

(chuckles)

DELIA:
Lucky you.

Yeah, lucky me.

You know I love you to death,
right?

Then why don't you turn around
and prove it?

What the fuck?

Good morning, sleepyhead.

What the fuck?

Sam, I'm really sorry about
Marcus is my dad.

What?

DELIA:
See, I-- I found you
because of your father,

and then, well, my father,
and then-- well, he needed...

This doesn't change the way
I feel about you.

You don't...

You can't touch your daughter
like that.

Well, you shouldn't.

You ever been to Arkansas, son?

What? Even if...

But you drugged me.

Sam.

Of course I drugged you.

(♪♪♪)

I've had enough of this.

Hey!

(groans)

Oh, really?

It's rock salt.

Okay.

(groans)

DELIA:
What are you doin'?

I'm gonna go make sure
that Jareth doesn't

just wander in here.

Seems to me he might get
a little upset about all this.

Why don't you just tidy up
around here a bit?

DELIA:
It's you and me, yeah?

You and me, babe.

DELIA:
Forever?

MARCUS:
Forever.

Oh, no.

(kissing)

MARCUS:
All right.

I don't get it.

I don't get it.

No, I'm sure you don't.

Um, Sam, this is your
last chance to tell me

anything else you know
about your father.

(groans)

JARETH:
You don't trust me?

Would 24 years worth
of "no" suffice?

Wow! Look at this.

Yeah.

Uh, I guess even the
surest things fail eventually.

Damn lucky the whole house
didn't come down.

True.

MARCUS:
Wait. Is this all of it?

JARETH:
No, there's more.
That's why I'm digging.

Speakin' of that, Marcus,
I don't suppose you'd actually

like to give me a hand here
to do a little work?

No, I'm gonna sit down.
I don't have a shovel.

JARETH:
Right.

(♪♪♪)

(pants)

♪ My days have grown so lonely ♪

(moans)

You're certainly
not your father's son.

SAM:
Fuck you!

You shot me.

No, he did.

I'm sorry.

I really didn't want that
to happen.

Oh, you go fuck--
you go fuck your father.

Sam.

You're so stupid.

Oh, Sam. It's not...

♪ A future that's stormy ♪

♪ A winter that's gray... ♪

Fuck.

I'll be right back.

(GROANS)

DELIA:
Don't move.

That Delia sure one hell
of a piece of work, huh?

You have no idea.

I wonder where she gets that.

Did she tell you
she was my daughter?

Nope. I figured that one out
for myself.

(chuckles)

She made a pass at me.

Well, that would explain
the daughter line.

See, she didn't want you
to think that she

and I were an item.

(♪♪♪)

(groans)

What's this?

DELIA:
It's about our parents.

Or rather,
your father and my mother.

SAM:
Your mother?

Yeah.

I don't know.

Marcus said that Jareth
was the one who shot her,

but he did come clean
about some shit

I expected him to lie about,
so who knows?

(groans)

Yeah, she does that.

You just say somethin'
and she runs with it.

And the funny thing is,
she'll fall for it, too.

You even suggest that there
might be a buried treasure

and she will--

JARETH:
There is a buried treasure, Marcus.

Yeah, well,
she's not after that.

(Delia sighs)
I was three when it happened.

I remember thinking how silly,
how arbitrary, all of it was.

One moment you're changing
your billing address,

and the next your ice cream's
melted all over the back seat.

(moans)

And then when I got older,
I did a little digging.

She researched me online.

Came up with a few
ideas about me.

You know what I mean?

I found out that Marcus Knight
is an-- he's an interesting man.

Found me in jail.

Why?

I wanted to see
if he had something.

Something that I wanted very,
very badly.

A father?

(groans)

Life. Happiness. Love eternal.

She wants to spend forever
with me, Jareth.

And she means it.

I wanna live forever, Sam.

And as far as I can tell,
those two guys out there

are the only two people
who could give it to me.

Oh, I'm a doctor. I can help.

No, you can't.

You can't because you don't know
what I mean.

You don't even know
who your father is.

When's the last time that you
looked at him in the face?

When you looked at a picture
of him?

Know what I can't figure out
is whether it's a fountain,

a food, a ritual.

Clearly it's not
fucking genetics.

But in exchange for the money,
Marcus is gonna give me

the secret.

He's gonna give it to me.

A secret that your father
wouldn't even tell you.

Is she trustworthy, Marcus?

Absolutely not.

(chuckles)

What?

-You're insane.
-DELIA: No.

♪ The fundamental things apply ♪

♪ As time goes by ♪

I am not insane!

I said I'm not insane!

Why does your father look
the same age in the photos

that you have with him
when you were young, hmm?

'Cause he doesn't age!

He doesn't have scars or wounds.

He fought in wars, Sam!

Think about Marcus.

Marcus is suffering
from gunshot wounds.

He's healing miraculously, Sam.

How does that work?
You're a doctor!

I don't know.
I don't know. But it's--

You don't know 'cause you don't
know anything, Sam.

Before today, you would never
set foot in your father's study.

You would never seen
the collections,

the-- the museum of himself.

Collections that date back
to God knows how long.

And you know what?

You're never gonna get
to experience it.

Because you're not curious, Sam.

You're not clever.

That's why you're gonna die soon.

And that's why some
of us are gonna live on...

for a very long time.

You're out of your fucking mind.

I'm not.

I'm just out of your
miserable little life.

Don't touch me.

(MOANS)

Remember?

Red is death.

I prefer green.

♪ The world will always
welcome lovers ♪

♪ As time ♪

(YELLS)

♪ Goes by ♪

SAM:
Fuck you!

MARCUS:
There's somethin'
I've been dyin' to know.

I have no idea which one
of them shot you, Marcus.

No, not that.

I wanna know if you knew,
'cause I think you did.

I think you knew that I was
gonna get picked up that day.

And you got me nabbed
on purpose.

Does that sound familiar?

(♪♪♪)

(GRUNTS)

We had a good run, Marcus.
We had a long run.

But you started to get sloppy.

(GRUNTS)

JARETH:
When guys like you and me
get reckless,

very bad things can happen.

(GROANS)

JARETH:
So me, I had a moral reckoning
and you, you shot a woman.

(PANTS)

MARCUS:
But it wasn't about Camilla?

Had nothin' to do with her
and I?

There was no her and you,
Marcus, ever.

(GROANS)

You ever tell your son?

(GROANS)

My son knows very little.

And I think that's a good thing.

(GROANS)

JARETH:
Sam is too fragile.

I'm afraid this whole damn
thing is gonna ruin him.

(GROAN, PANTS)

(BLOWS AIR)

(♪♪♪)

(PANTS)

(GRUNTS)

MARCUS:
I honestly think prison
might do you some good.

Toss you in some hole,

and let you meditate
on yourself for a bit.

Hell, maybe forever.

(♪♪♪)

You know, Marcus, what my
biggest problem would be in...

stuck in some hole
forever would be?

What's that?

The forever part.

(GROANS)

MARCUS:
You're a son of a bitch!

(MARCUS GROANS)

(♪♪♪)

-(GUNSHOT)
-(GROANS)

If he's dead....

If he's dead, I'll torture
you until you fuckin' tell me.

Immortal doesn't mean invincible.

He told me that,
but I'll drag it out.

Marcus?

Marcus?

(PANTS)

Sam?

Sam?

Sam. Jesus!

Sam! Hey!

Hey.

(DOOR OPENS)

(GRUNTS)

What in the hell did you do?

DELIA:
I didn't do anything.

That was all you.

Well, that was Marcus.

It was rock salt.

Why don't you check his arm?

What were you tryin'
to inject Marcus with?

It wasn't morphine, was it?

Yeah. Seems fair to me.
My mother, your son.

What the hell are you talking
about? What fair?

You remember Ellen Gowen?
The bank?

That's my mother.
I was three.

What?

That was Marcus,
that wasn't me. I--

Please stop!

Who shot who? Who killed who?
Who gives a fuck?

Marcus was gonna give me
the secret and now he can't!

So, you've gotta tell me!

I-- I can't.

Pay me back
for the life you stole.

Tell me how you do it!

I can't tell you something
I don't know.

I swear to God I'm gonna make
you feel so much pain.

(PANTS)

Shit.

Fuck.

(PANTS)

Shit!

MARCUS:
Delia?

Delia!

(PANTS)

(♪♪♪)

(GROANS)

(PANTS)

(♪♪♪)

(GROANS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(JARETH PANTS)

(JARETH GROANS)

Marcus?

Marcus!

Delia, I'm fuckin' stuck!

How stuck?

MARCUS:
Uh, very stuck.

(♪♪♪)

(JARETH GROANING)

DELIA:
I wonder if you're able
to recover from that.

Bet you could,
with enough time.

Buried.

What's that?

Buried treasure.

(GROANS)

Buried... buried treasure!

DELIA:
No, thanks.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

JARETH:
Oh. Oh no, don't! Don't! No!

(JARETH SCREAMING)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(♪♪♪)

(GROANS)

Get that shovel
and get this shit off of me.

(SIGHS)

Is it in here?

What?

(SIGHS)

Is Jareth dead?

Okay. So...

Just get me out.

It's not in here, is it?

Yes, it's buried in here
with me.

Just get me out so we--

I'm not talking about the money.

You're insane!

I'm dedicated.

I was promised something.

I was promised that
you were gonna tell me

the secret and how it works.

Now what is it?

Get me out and I will show you.

Tell me now!

(PANTS)

It's a magic spring.

A trickling, bubbly well.

Where?

That way. I'll show you.

(♪♪♪)

You're lying to me.

Okay. There's no secret.

There. That's that.

-No.
-I'm just strong and lucky.

-Stop it!
-And not immortal.

Not immortal at all.

And if I shot you right now?

Well, then I would probably die.

But it's rock salt,
so I might die.

And then you
wouldn't have me around

to help you dig out the money.

I don't want the money.
I want to live forever.

So do I!
And this is not helping.

Okay, okay. So be it.

I'm not going to kill you.

I'm not even gonna torture you.

But I'm gonna wait
and I'm gonna--

(CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna watch you starve.

And then we'll see.

We'll-- we'll see. We'll see.

Oh, come on, Delia.

No! God damn it, no!

Delia!

Fuck!

(GROANS, GRUNTS)

What is it? What is it?

(GRUNTS)

(PANTS)

(SIGHS)

(COUGHS)

Marcus.

I will do it.

No, you won't.

Try me.

Stop it!

I will not starve ever.

This is better!

(♪♪♪)

You'll love this.

♪ When you were all alone ♪

♪ You had to ask me to be ♪

DELIA:
No!

You want this?

♪ Day by day ♪

You want money?
Have some money.

♪ Night by night ♪

♪ Home is where I'll be ♪

♪ Day by day ♪

♪ Night by night ♪

Take some more.

♪ As long as you're next to me ♪

♪ When I was just a girl ♪

MARCUS:
Here, here. You want this?

♪ If I could find it in my heart ♪

♪ To let it be ♪

♪ Day by day
Night by night ♪

♪ Home is where I'll be ♪

♪ Day by day ♪

♪ Night by night ♪

♪ As long as you're next to me ♪

♪ If you belong to-- ♪

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

♪ …night by night ♪

♪ Home is where I'll be ♪

(LAUGHS)

♪ As long as you're next to me ♪

(LAUGHING)

♪ Home is where I'll be ♪

♪ Day by day ♪

(LAUGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)