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(ominous music)

(car passing by on a gravel road)

(unintelligible radio signals and morse code)

(ominous music continues)

(prairie nature sounds)

(tractor sounds)

(tractor sputtering and stopping)

(wrench falls to the ground)

(ominous music grows louder)

-Did you learn anything at school today son?

- No.

- Don't they teach you nothin?

- No?

- We learned about dolphins.

- Oh yeah?

What did you learn about dolphins?

- They're manimals.

- Do you mean mammals?

- Yeah.

- That's great hon.

I found an arrowhead today,

in the field.

- Can I see it?

- I threw it away.

- Why did you do that?

- I dunno.

(ominous music)

Maybe things will be OK

if we get some rain before the end of the month but...

- Yeah.

- Did you hear how harvest went for your dad?

- No I didn't.

- Why 'cuz you haven't talked in awhile?

I mean I'm not prying or nothing.

- Nothing to pry into. What do you want to do

with that quarter over by the six mile road?

- Wheat.

Coffee?

- No I'm right filled up.

How about your kid?

- What do you mean?

- Does he call you? Check up on the farm?

- Sorry Andy I don't mean to pry I'm just trying to help.

- Fine. It's complicated is all.

- Ok I'm coffee'd out too, let's go.

What's going on Hank?

- Hey Mac.

You get any rain last night?

- Just a sprinkle.

- Young Bob?

Said two tenths over by Oyen.

- Is that right?

You?

- Like you.

They're actually saying that the trees are bribing dogs.

(Andy) Hank.

- Hey bud.

Is he keeping you busy?

- Busy enough.

- I can't work him too hard.

He's got them kids to chase around,

plus he's gotta keep that wife of his happy.

- Yessir.

That's exactly why I never got into any of that.

You know just now as I was comin' I saw one of your heifers tits up.

I could see her from the two mile.

- Is that right?

- Well, I gotta head'er.

You know, burning daylight and all that.

- Yeah OK.

Well I guess we'll go and take a look at that heifer.

Thanks for dropping by with that.

- You're welcome sir, it's always my pleasure.

- See you around Hank.

(Andy) How'd she get out here?

(Mac) Wasn't there last night.

- Overnight then.

- You'd think the coyotes would have got her by now.

(flies buzzing )

Geez would you look at this.

- What are we looking at?

- There's no blood anywhere.

Look at the cut.

It's like a surgeon done it with a goddamn scalpel or something.

So they took the udder, they took the jowels,

they took the eyes.

- They?

- It, he, she.

- Well?

- Well?

- What do you figure?

- I don't.

- Call the cops?

- I don't know what good that would do.

I'll probably call the vet.

Of course he'll show up in his pink cowboy boots.

(ominous music)

What you think I can't smell it?

If you're gonna do it just do it.

- Reminds me of sneaking a smoke when I was a kid.

- You were awful quiet at supper tonight.

Everything OK?

- Yeah.

- Something happen?

- Nope.

(Mac) Apparently, uh, things have dried up in the oil patch,

so he says,

and he wants to try his hand at farming.

He's got a kid now, with that new wife of his,

so he's coming back.

Now they're gonna be here by the end of the week,

and stay in that old house where you're at.

So Alfie Miller, he's got an old trailer,

and we're gonna bring that in there for ya.

- Hmmm.

- Anyway you can stay in there just as long as you need.

But I can't keep you on

any more than a month or so after that.

Anyway.

- You must be happy about that.

- I know that you kinda had your eye on the place Andy.

But you gotta remember that this farm here

goes way back to Dirk's great grandpa.

- Well I guess I'll start moving out.

- Might be a good time to get in touch with your father.

Maybe you guys can try and work things out, what do you think?

- Yeah.

(cartoons on tv)

- It's definitely strange.

- Well, we just thought you might see something we didn't see.

But I gotta get back out there.

- Well I'll let you know what comes up when I get the results back.

It'll be a few weeks at least.

- You do that.

- You know I can't imagine you'll get any insurance money.

They'll say natural causes.

- Wasn't set on trying.

OK.

Alright now you promised you'll come and help with the witching right?

- Oh yeah, happy to help.

Making a new house huh?

- That's the plan.

- What's wrong with the old one?

- Son is coming home.

His wife's gotta have a new house.

(moving furniture)

(distant working)

(country and western music)

Can I bum a smoke?

- It's a hard act to quit.

- Thank you.

- Say hello to the missus.

(country and western music)

(country and western music fades, ominous music and radio static)

(ominous music continues with increasing radio static)

(skidding and crash)

(country and western music and ominous music)

(Andy) They're here.

I better go over.

Should I come say hi?

Probably.

I guess I should bring something.

Yeah.

You must be Dirk.

You're dad's man?

I'm Andy.

Give me a hand here will ya?

Yeah.

Watch out. Watch out.

Fuckin' hell.

Don't swear infront of the baby.

It's a baby dummy.

I told you don't call me that.

Hi. I'm Andy.

Hi Andy, you're so sweet.

Not like my boorish husband over there.

Boorish. What are you, the queen of fucking England?

Fuck off.

Hello.

Oh Susan, hey come on in.

Hi I'm Susan.

Sorry, this is, this is Trina.

And this is my son Dirk.

Hi. -Hi.

Uh, it's frozen. Sorry. It's a crisp.

Saskatoon.

OK.

Uh, we have the fill the waterbed tomorrow.

You busy tomorrow Andy?

Uh...

I think you're dad has me haying, eh?

No, that's no problem, no.

I could run the swather for a few hours.

It's a bit of a dump, isn't it?

Ah, it'll do til we get our own shack built, hey Porky?

She's been like that lately.

Baby's quiet. - Yeah.

Yeah nice baby.

(sizzling beef)

(dry heaving)

So.

Dad tells me you're from out east.

Well not EAST east.

Saskatchewan.

Farm?

Yah.

What's that about?

How do you mean?

Just wonder why you're here and not there.

That's a longer story than I have time for today.

Well how long are you sticking around for?

Maybe a month.

Sooner if something else comes along.

Right.

Well, Dad sure thinks highly of you.

I'm glad to hear that.

Are you?

Was sorry to hear about you losing your job.

Ah, no big deal.

Figured I'd come back and help out the old man.

Are you using cold water?

-Yep.

Ah, no no. That's gonna take days to heat up.

It's gotta be room temperature. You're gonna have to empty it.

Not too cold. Not too hot.

Room temperature.

Two shovels, two guys, you should make quick work of this.

Careful. My cousin lost his foot in one when we were kids.

(loud auger engine)

(Andy) You OK?

(Dirk) Smoke

(Andy) Well stand well away of the bins.

(Country and Western music on radio)

(Andy) Hey!

(radio announcer) ...poll showing 49% of Albertans

in favour of succeeding from Canada...

(auger engine stops)

(country and western music)

Thanks for the help.

(battery exhausted)

(turns off radio)

(sigh)

He's an asshole.

And Mac still took him back. -Hmmm.

-Hmmm.

If Dirk could can home, maybe you could too.

We're not going back.

Why do you get to decide?

It's the way it is.

Maybe I should call him?

Don't.

Don't.

Andy it would be good for the kids to be around their grandpa.

We're not talking about this.

Maybe the oilpatch for a bit.

There's a pipeline crew in town.

I thought we agreed you weren't going to do that kind of work.

You'd never be home.

Hmm.

Are you even looking?

I'm looking now.

-And? I've got a line on something?

- And?

And what?

You wanna tell me about it?

Just leave it to me, alright?

(ominous music)

(whooshing space)

(silence)

(ominous music)

- Seen Dirk yet?

-No.

So what's on for today?

Well I thought I'd just keep Dirk doing the hay again

and maybe I could ask you to go and pick some rocks.

Pick rocks?

Yeah I've been meaning to get to that spot there at the four mile road

and I just haven't got up there yet to do it.

OK.

Any idea who's car that is?

I've seen it a bunch the last couple weeks.

-Nope.

I'll get to it.

(Hank) Gordons haven't had a drop this spring.

And that's right on the heels of three years of bad luck for them.

I suppose he's gonna pull out.

What's he do?

Beats me.

Well you're smart.

You go right to the work.

You don't get caught up in all this land baron horseshit.

Land baron, my ass.

Barren land.

Mac's boy is really back? - He is.

Is he gonna buy the place? - Looks like it.

That kid isn't worth a good goddamn.

He was born sorry.

He's the kind of kid that would come over and kick the shit out of you,

then tell God that you fell off a horse.

(chuckle)

Say, you have anything strange happening over around your place?

-Strange?

Yeah, like helicopters, nothing like that?

(chuckle)

No... nothing like a helicopter.

You've seen something?

I don't know. Maybe.

Well...

a man spends too much time by himself,

he might start seeing things.

- Hmmm

So what do you think's gonna happen now that Mac's kid is back?

I'll be alright.

But if you know anyone looking for a hand...

You're kidding.

Looks like it.

Oh my God.

What about your dad's place?

Hmmm. It's complicated.

Well, anytime it's family it's complicated.

Trust me.

Watch yourself.

That kid?

Real slippery.

See ya around Hank.

You got it.

(whistpering) Water.

Where are you water?

Huh.

(loudly) Well well well! A whole in the ground.

Turn it sideways you got a tunnel.

You heard that one before?

Nope.

-This is your spot, right here.

I'd say 175, maybe 200 feet down.

Be some awful hard water though.

-That's what I thought we'd get.

Uh huh.

We can finally burn that old shithole to the ground.

I want one of those big ass satellite dishes right up there.

(whispering) Hmm. Thank you.

(thunder)

Dad,

what's a rig?

- It's how they drill into the ground for oil.

Like Uncle Blair does?

- Yeah.

How does it get down there?

Well, milions of years ago there were a bunch of dinosaurs that died.

And they all got buried under there

it turned into this thick black stuff

we call it oil.

Or something like that.

- So it's dead stuff. Pretty much.

- Who owns it?

- No one owns it.

Someone has to take it out of the ground before they own it.

- So...

if you pull it out you get to keep it?

- Yeah.

Like finders' keepers?

Like finders' keepers.

- Losers weepers.

(construction sounds)

Hello.

What do you want?

I heard you might be looking for guys.

Yeah? Where'd you hear that shit?

Well, I suppose I more inferred it than I heard it.

Yeah?

Trudeau's got his head so far up his ass with this NEP shit.

Things are drying up faster than green grass through a goose.

(Andy) - I suppose that's one way to see it.

(Foreman) - Well they got no goddamn idea what we do out here.

(Andy) - Yeah okay go easy.

(What did you say?)

(Foreman begins yelling)

Goddamn farmers, you think you know shit?

You don't know shit.

Get the fuck off my line. Who do you think you are?

(Foreman continues to shout.)

Get back to your fucking farm.

Get back to work.

(door closes)

Dad? -Yeah.

You okay? -Yeah.

Was that guy yelling at you?

Yes and no.

Somebody's here mom. I have to go.

Yep. OK. Bye! Bye.

Hi there! - Mrs Miller!

- What brings you by?

Well I just would like to see the new place.

Well it's so homey, what a lovely job you've done.

- Oh, we sure appreciate Albert bringing it over.

It's smaller than I remember.

- It's okay. Just right for us.

- Kitchen faucet's a bit tempermental,

but you know Andy can fix that.

Well where would we ever be without our men to take care of us.

Anyways, I brought some canned tomatoes from last year,

Albert and I will never get through them all.

You know, every year I forget how much we actually need

now that there's just the two of us,

and of course mine will never take any.

Well thank you that's thoughtful.

So, uh, we heard Mac's boy is back.

- Dirk, yeah.

Uhm, I don't know what he'd know about farming.

Other things, sure.

You know, the stories I've heard

about what he and his friends used to do when they were drinking.

His brother was a gay, did you know?

He's never been back.

The stories...

But what do I know.

So what's she like? - She?

The wife! -She's nice. Outgoing, you know?

Hmmm.

I'm sorry I would invite you in for coffee,

I was just heading out to get groceries.

Oh. No, no, I won't keep you.

- Well thanks again for the tomatoes.

Maybe we'll have spaghetti for supper tonight.

Well, I suppose you could, but they'd really be better in a stew I think.

We don't eat much ethnic food.

You know,

some of the ladies and I get together every Thursday for coffee...

(frogs)

(Mac) - I dunno.

Let her rot.

(Dirk) - What if it's contaminated?

With what?

I don't know.

Radiation?

Radiation from what?

How the fuck should I know?

(Mac) - We could burn her?

(Dirk) - Wouldn't that just make the radiation fly around in the air?

(Andy) - Okay why again do you think that there's radiation?

(Dirk) - Okay why is there a dead cow in the tree?

(Mac) - Is that how this works? Burning her would spread radiation?

(Dirk) - What did you do last time?

(Mac) - The vet took her away.

Maybe we should call him out?

Nope, not paying for that again.

It's just a dead heifer.

- Well there's a jug of diesel in the truck.

I'd be careful about starting a fire.

Ah it just rained. It'll be fine.

(liquid pouring)

(flame ignites)

(music builds)

(roaring fire)

Oh my God you reek.

Like radiation?

He's such an idiot.

Go take a shower dummy.

(ominous music and beeping)

(Corb Lund sings Five Dollar Bill)

Hold my beer while I dance with your wife.

Hey, you're Mac's man right?

I'm Andy. - Right.

You guy's coming to Schmidtee's branding tomorrow?

(Andy) - Yeah I'll be there. Mac too.

And Dirk.

- You think he's gonna make it?

- He better slow down or he won't.

Hey who's that he's dancing with? That's not his wife is it?

Nice piece of ass.

That's my wife.

- Hmm.

- Well, nice talking to you.

See ya tomrorow I suppose.

(Cowboy) - Watch yourself.

Geez sorry about that.

Geez sorry about that.

Here, let me get you another round.

(dirk laughs)

(shuffling)

(door opens)

(punch)

Fuck.

(glass breaks)

(men shouting)

(laughter)

(glass breaks)

(glass breaks)

(shouting)

(Andy) - Easy, easy, easy.

It's not even his truck.

Get in the truck and sleep it off.

YOU BUNCH OF FUCKING HILLBILLIES!

Shut up.

She'll probably just end up selling to the Hutterites.

- We were just talking about that girl gone.

- Yeah.

- You see that black car driving around?

(door opens)

(Mac) - You're late.

What's this about your son coming back?

Gonna take over?

Well you know this younger generation.

Basically gotta beg these kids to come back.

Well how you gonna keep 'em on the farm once they see Paree?

Then they want the place for next to nothing,

and they don't know how to work.

Boy my man Andy.

That one can work.

He's a good man.

- So what's gonna happen to him? - I don't know.

He's trying to keep positive.

Yeah, well...

Yeah.

(cattle bellow)

(torch blows)

(men working)

(hair burning)

(men working)

(talking and laughing)

Hank!

(rope snaps)

Hank!

(Hank) - I'm alright.

I'm alright.

Hank!

Here here, come on, come on. - Oh my God.

You got me? - Yep. You okay?

I'm weak.

Let me stand up.

(struggling)

Atta boy.

I'm alright.

You okay?

Here let me grab your hat.

Oh man, I'm jittery. Let me sit on something.

Here you go, here you go, don't miss.

(struggling)

I'm alright thank you.

I don't know what the hell happened.

Oh my God I was just working around the barn.

Got tangled up with this rope.

Sorry.

(sigh)

Sorry to just drop in on you.

Mac wanted to know if you'd mind borrowing us that post-pounder.

- Oh yeah.

Uhhh...

Could you come back later in the week?

It's all torn apart now cuz I've been

working on that goddamn pin.

And I'll have it done by then.

Yeah I'll come by in a couple days.

It is hot.

Yeah. It is.

I saw a squirrel the other day putting suntan lotion on his nuts.

Yeah.

Radio says there'll be rain tonight, so...

There's nothin' out there.

How many head you runnin' now?

Maybe just shy of a hundred.

Well the prices are holding. At least for now.

- So you're sure you're OK?

I think that head looks like it might be sore.

No no, please I'm okay.

(sigh)

Oh man.

Come over if you would and help me stand.

(struggling)

See you around Hank.

Be back in a couple days.

Hope so.

(distant truck driving)

(Susan) - It's the meat,

I can't seem to stomach the smell.

Are you...?

Are you what Mom?

(Andy) - Eat your food. Never you mind.

Ben.

Stop scraping your fork on your plate.

- Sorry.

Mom she keeps kicking me. - No I'm not.

Ben, don't be a taddle tale. Tara, stop it.

(Susan) - I ran into Mrs Miller at the store today.

(Andy) - Oh yeah. What did she want?

Ben stop it.

We should talk about it later.

Oh I know what you're talking about.

No you don't. (Tara) - Yes I do.

(Susan) - Tara.

BEN.

GODDAMNIT BEN WILL YOU STOP IT?

(Music plays, Charlie Rich - Stay)

You really hurt his feelings.

Yeah.

Well. He needs to toughen up.

He's 10.

My dad would have taken a belt to me when I was his age.

Well, he doesn't have to be like you.

And you sure as hell don't have to be like your dad.

I'm not.

But he needs to learn his manners.

You should say you're sorry.

Maybe.

And to her.

Okay.

I will in the morning.

What's wrong?

Let's don't do this right now.

Why don't you dance with me when we're out?

(shouting outside)

No.

(Dirk and Trina fight)

(Andy) - He was gone all day. I don't think Mac was too impressed.

I don't think Mac was too impressed.

(Andy) - You think I should go over?

No wait. Wait wait wait.

(Susan) - Holy. (Andy) - Shit.

(Susan) Are you gonna go over and talk to him?

(shouting continues, baby cries)

Might be best to let him sober up.

They'll sort it out, right?

Mac.

Wakey wakey, hands off snakey.

Aww, fuck off.

Rough night?

- Something like that.

Yeah we heard a bit of something last night.

She runoff?

She'll be back.

She's got no money.

She'll either get hungry or bored or both.

I'm looking for your dad.

- Probably went into town for coffee.

Yep, okay.

If you need something to do you can go clean out the pens in the barn.

They never got done after calving.

- I'll be out in a bit.

(door slams)

(ominous music)

(loud door opening whooshing sound)

You grab Hank's post-pounder like I told you?

I'll pick it up tomorrow.

Crazy old hermit.

When was the last time you think he got laid?

You know he used to buy feed from us we'd go over there when I was a kid.

And he'd go into his kitchen and we'd hear the cupboard doors creak open

and he'd come back with a thick wad of cash.

His twin brother killed himself.

Slit his own throat,

over a bucket right in the middle of the yard.

(Andy) - I'm getting sick of him.

Yeah.

What do you think Mac really thinks?

- I dunno.

It ain't my place hon.

I've been thinking,

and I think maybe the best thing for me to do

would be for me to get some shifts at the hospital.

What?

You haven't worked in 10 years.

- I haven't worked in 10 years?

- You know what I mean.

- Do I?

- At the hospital.

I miss it.

It's time to go back.

We could really use the money.

It's 45 miles away.

Yeah.

Wuh...

Well what will you do in the winter?

Drive.

- Right.

Yeah right.

(Ben) - Mom, Tara won't give my dinosaur back.

Ben don't be such a tattle tale

I told you brush your teeth and get your pajamas on.

(Andy) - What about the kids?

What about the kids?

- Well who's gonna take care of them?

Who do you think?

I'll find something.

I can easily make as much money as you.

- This.

This is your job.

Here.

I'm done. I've gotta put the kids to bed.

(car passing)

Shit.

Hank?

(radio) ... saying it might be the driest year on record

with no rain in sight...

(turns off radio)

Hank?

Hank?

Oh no.

(ominous music)

(door creaking)

(door creaking)

(full coffee can)

(door slams)

(ominous music getting louder)

Andy hey Andy.

We're late we have to pick them up.

(Susan) - What's the house like?

(Andy) - Borderline unliveable.

We could ask the Miller's about dragging the trailer out there.

- Would be a long bus ride for the kids.

Be good for them.

- Think Mac would co-sign?

- I can get a loan.

- You mean we.

- I just need to call the bank. That's the first thing.

- I think we're gonna need a co-signer Andy.

Feels wrong, moving this quick. Hank's barely cold.

You do realize your father will never speak to you again?

That's about where things are at anyhow.

Are you sure this is what you want?

What options to we have?

Well me going back to work for one.

There's no need hon.

Oh that pig smell.

God I'm gonna be sick.

Do you need me to pull over?

Sorry.

No no keep driving. Just keep driving.

Sorry.

Oh God.

OK pull over.

Ok ok ok.

(sound of vomitting)

You ok?

(sound of vomitting continues )

(ominous music)

(banker humming)

Ah you forgot to list your assets.

Well I have my truck and Susan's car,

but your assistant said those won't count.

I see right.

Let me give you a call in a couple of days.

Chances are good though?

We'll have to see what they say.

Alright, thanks for your time.

Of course Mr Hollis.

And call me if you need anything else.

Will do.

Mr Hollis.

Your hat. - Ah.

Almost forgot.

(Scratch Acid song Cannibal plays loudly)

Chinese scrabble?

Something like that.

That's different music.

(music ends)

(Ian Tyson song Turning Thirty)

You're awful dressed up for work.

Meeting at the bank.

Trouble?

Always.

Sorry to interupt.

I was wondering if you knew of anybody

who was looking for somebody.

I work in a bar.

About all I see is folks looking for someone.

Sorry I mean a job.

Oh.

No not recently, the oil patch is dried up.

You're not happy?

The boss' son is back.

Ah yeah.

The inimitable Dirk Longridge.

You looking to stay around here?

It's as good a place as any.

(chuckling)

(laughing) You sure about that?

You gotta be from somewhere.

Well you're not from here,

neither am I.

What else is going on?

Saw a cow in a tree last week.

(laughing) What's that?

Saw a cow in a tree.

Ah, I'm not following.

We've had two mutilations the last couple of months.

I guess that's what you call it.

You heard of that before?

I read about it, yeah.

Animals all cut up like surgery, something like that.

Something like that.

So do you know what it is?

Oh, well,

aliens, satanists,

covert government testing, teenage pranksters,

or maybe some bad alfalfa.

You think bad alfalfa killed and cut up those cows?

You're asking what I think?

Yeah.

Why?

Why not?

My opinion isn't going to solve anything for you,

because my opinion is that I don't know.

Certainty is a rare exception to the rules of life.

What ever is easiest to swallow

is what most folks gravitate towards.

And even if you lie to yourself as best as you can,

and look for something you call true,

well,

whatever your theory is, it's probably wrong.

That's bleak.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

We make ourselves comfortable

in order to get through our days.

Most folks just want to be happy,

at least in some regard,

and live their lives believing they're basically good.

You think people are bad?

I think people are 50/50.

Most men and women for that matter

will choose one or the other most of the time,

so much so that

they forget about the other half.

- Hmmm.

(hand washing)

(water running)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Yes he is, you're lucky you caught him.

(whispers) The bank.

Hello?

Yeah it's good to hear from you.

You did? That's good.

What was that?

(sighs)

There's no chance?

What about a co-signer?

Ah I dunno.

Uhuh... well...

OK. Thank you.

Nope.

(cow bellows)

(ominous music)

Shit.

(pots and pans rattle)

(dark ominous music)

(radio static)

(music grows loud)

(Mac) Thought you should know.

Dirk's gonna make an offer on Hank's place.

(Andy) That right?

Striking out on his own, eh?

- No, not really. He's uh, expanding.

He's uh, expanding.

- I was thinking about making an offer.

- Shit I didn't realize you had that kind of capital.

- I'd get a loan.

- That'd be a tough sell.

No collateral, that's a big ticket.

- I was thinking of getting a co-signer.

-You're not thinking of me are you?

- There's nothing for me here.

HEY!

-This land's not worth much anyhow.

- This is why you should get in touch with your father again

and try and make things up.

(bang)

(kids cartoon plays)

(Susan) Andy I've gotta talk to you about something.

(Andy) I'll fix the sink tonight.

- No it's not that.

I had a meeting at the hospital today.

I picked up a few shifts.

It's just casual for now, but could be full time by the fall.

- What?

When?

- When what?

- When?

- Today.

- At the hospital?

- Yeah that's what I said Andy.

- Well you can't.

- Well I did.

- No you don't get it. You can't.

I...

Cuz we're moving back to dad's.

(Susan laughs)

- What are you talking about?

- I called him. It's a done deal.

- Without talking to me first?

- I thought that's what you wanted?

- What I want?

- Wow, you have no idea what I want.

(whispers) You asshole.

How could you do that?

HOW COULD YOU DO THAT.

- You were the one that kept pushing me to do it.

I'm just trying to do what's best for all of us.

For us or for you?

FOR US.

Why are you the one who gets to decide?

What is wrong with you?

What am I supposed to tell them Andy?

Tell who?

AT THE HOSPITAL!

I DON'T KNOW. TELL THEM ANYTHING.

TELL THEM YOU DON'T NEED A JOB.

Kids get your boots on.

We're going now I don't know when we'll be back.

(tools)

(snapping metal)

(wrench hits floor)

(rotary phone dialing)

(Andy drops receiver)

(door slams across yard)

(dog barks)

(ominous music)

(ominous music climaxes)

(radio static and beeping)

(Susan) Where are you?

Just past Alsask.

- I can't believe you'd leave us without saying anything.

Going back to Dad's.

You didn't call him did you? Did you?

You lied to me you didn't call him...

Look will you tell Mac I'm... I'm not going to be in today.

Oh my god I can't believe you.

We're going back.

I just have to talk to him first.

Ok?

- What are you just gonna show up at his doorstep and say what?

I don't know yet.

- Well good luck.

(phone hangs up) Thanks.

Thanks

(rain falling)

(knocking on door)

Hi.

Hi.

Uhm...

... who are you?

Haley.

Sorry I didn't realize he had company.

Is he here?

Is who here?

Dennis is not around?

Rick? Do you know a Dennis?

This guy's looking for Dennis. Is that the farm up the road?

Hi I'm Andy.

Rick. No Dennis here.

Sorry I think you got the wrong place.

No...

No, no, ah...

No this is my dad's place.

Your dad's?

Yeah.

You're Van Leuwen's kid?

No... what?

Sorry, no, there's some sort of mix up.

Dennis Hollis, this is his house.

Sorry who are you?

Andy.

I'm Dennis' son.

He wouldn't sell.

Do you want to come in or something?

No.

(reflective music)

(rain taps on truck cab)

(shallow breathing)

(choking and coughing)

(ominous music with radio static)

(banging on equipment)

(country music)

You ever hear of anyone drowning themselves in two feet of water?

It's unusual.

Drowning.

Helluva way to go.

I heard it's rather peaceful.

Yeah I heard the brain reaches an alpha state when you drown.

Sort of like sleeping, but you're concious, very relaxed.

Not unlike hypnosis.

Doesn't sound so bad.

- But you're still dead.

I read a story recently.

It happened over there at the Red Deer River.

Around the end of the last century.

There was an RCMP Constable... Mahoney.

He was travelling with a French half-breed,

out around Empress.

Long before the land was settled mind you,

it was bare land without many folks around.

And the two men are crossing the South Saskatchewan,

and their boat flips.

Now it's not deep water,

but the Indian knows they're in trouble,

so he sort of swims and crawls his way to shore.

Mahoney though, he's a big guy,

he tries to stand and walk.

And his feet get stuck in the quicksand mud like glue.

He tries to struggle, as anyone would I guess.

But he just sinks more.

He throws his belt and gun.

Nothing helps.

(ominous music)

The indian's on shore,

The indian's on shore trying to do what he can to help,

running around looking for their rope which has just gone down stream.

There's no big sticks, branches, paddles to throw to the poor bastard,

who's just slowly sinking.

Now just try to imagine this.

Sinking slowly,

deeper and deeper into the water.

An hour passes, water's cold, it's up to your chest.

Sinking more and more.

Now what must that feel like?

So he calls the Indian over, he gives his last will and testament,

he screams, he cries, he prays,

But nothing stops the sinking.

Water is up to his neck,

he calls the Indian over, he says goodbye to him

he cries a last prayer, keeps sinking,

he closes his mouth.

His eyes are like to pop out of his head

as water is lapping at his lips,

he tries to no avail to push the water away from his nostrils,

bubbles comes out, there's a tuft of hair,

his hands flap above the water for a moment,

and then they stop.

Helluva thing to watch a man die.

(country music fades in)

What the hell kinda story is that?

Gotta think the Indian wanted him dead, right?

Fucking Indians.

- Whose land do you think we're living on?

Mine.

No, we're living on stolen land.

(Dirk) Fuck off.

Well how can a man own land?

(shuffling to leave)

Last call, it's on the house y'all.

- Y'all.

Why don't y'all go back where you came from?

(truck won't start)

Old jalopy won't start eh?

Funny.

Hop in.

I thought you had plans.

Maybe you wanna join.

Besides who else is gonna get you out of here?

I should get home.

Get in, we won't stay long.

(truck passes by)

(ominous music)

So dad was saying you were thinking of buying old Hank's place.

Thought about it.

Yeah.

Signed the papers on it yesterday.

Congratulations.

Got more than just that.

What's that?

So where are you going?

Now that, you know,

you're fired and all.

I've got plans.

Why didn't you got back to your Daddy's?

You think you're better than me.

Yeah.

(Dirk laughs)

(heavy loud music from the barn)

(ominous music)

(pounding on window)

Wakey wakey, motherfucker.

- Move over.

It's my fucking truck.

Get in.

(engine starts)

(Dirk) How come you never tried to fuck my wife?

You tried to fuck my dad.

You sure tried to fuck me.

You don't think I know how hard you tried to take our place from us?

(ominous music starts)

He wanted my homo brother to have it.

Never taught me shit about farming.

But, they don't like cocksuckers around here,

so it all fell on me.

Sad story.

You think I wanted this?

This place is like a noose around my neck.

Then why are you here?

What kind of man would I be if I didn't claim my birthright?

What do you know about being a man?

- You know what? Fuck you Andy.

(accelerating)

(Dirk shouts)

(truck crashing)

(crickets)

(steam from truck)

(Andy falls)

(struggling)

(coughing)

(gurgling sounds)

(ominous music grows)

(blood gurgling)

...help...

(music fades)

(Mac) Did he say anything?

(Andy) No.

No Mac.

He was gone.

Just...

Just... gone.

I shouldn't have let him drive.

I tried.

He was...

He was pig-headed.

I hated that about him.

Hated it.

What am I gonna do now?

(choking back tears)

Sorry I'll be right back

(door opens and closes)

(coughing)

(door opens and closes)

(ominous music)

(wind howling)

Who are you?

I'm just...

...trying to...

- What are you trying?

I just wanna...

...make...

Don't. Just don't.

You don't get to just leave.

(trunk slams)

(woeful music)

(phone rings)

(collapsing)

(screaming)

(struggling)

(ominous music)