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[Movie projector starts up]

I bring you words of hope.

The book of revelation tells us that god shall wipe away all tears.

And there shall be no more sorrow

nor crying

- nor pain.

God does not want us to suffer

- the decline that happens with age.

God loves the youthful

- and god hates the sickly, the decrepit, the aged.

Send forward brother Travis.

What?

Travis, face your brothers and sisters.

With this sword of sacrifice

I offer up to god

our brother Travis so that we may share

- in abundance.

Isn't that right, Travis?

Amen, pastor Jamison!

Abundance!

[Stabbing]

[Crowd gasps]

[Choir sings]

Lord, hear our prayer!

[Thunder]

[Rain]

[Cheering]

[Thunder and rain]

[Cheering and laughter]

[Laughter]

[Choir sings]

[Applause]

[Thunder and rain]

[Choir sings]

[Movie projector shuts off]

[Music, typing]

[Computer beeps]

Hmm.

Yes.

[Typing] Fuck...

[Typing] ...My...

[Typing] ...Parents.

[Typing] They...

[Typing] ...Don't...

[Typing] ...Know...

[Typing] ...Shit.

[Computer beeps]

[Computer beeps]

[Computer beeps]

How do you know my name?

[Computer beeps]

[Computer beeps]

[Computer beeps]

[Engine running]

[Headlights flashing]

[Groans]

Thanks.

Seatbelt.

Do I really need to bother with that?

If you don't have your seatbelt on then I'm the one who gets a ticket.

Just do it.

Are you going to drag me to church in the morning?

Do you wanna go?

Hell no, it's boring.

I agree.

Those rituals are mumbo jumbo.

I always hope somebody will fart or something.

[Both laugh]

I'll tell you about religion.

Boring rituals and people making deals with god.

If you take away the rituals, then all you got left is

a bunch of empty hopes that are gonna come to nothing.

But you're only gonna find that out when you're dead and it's too late.

Shit, I forgot my fishing rod.

You can use mine.

Is yours still broken?

I taped it up.

Brad gave me a new one for my birthday.

- He's an idiot, but big with the gifts.

Does Brad take you fishing?

I don't wanna go anywhere with Brad.

He's obnoxious, thinks he knows everything.

[Music]

Don't go anywhere.

We're fucking nowhere already.

I said watch your language.

Whatever.

Hello?

[Dings]

What?

I need a room.

How many nights?

Two nights.

I made a reservation: "Darren Kelly."

- Hmm.

- Fill this out.

Fish ain't biting.

They're not?

Lake Bronson?

Yeah.

Uh uh.

My kid's gonna be pretty upset.

Little kid?

Twelve and he already thinks he knows everything.

Well... maybe he does.

There's two beds in the room, right?

I don't know.

But here.

If there aren't two beds

I guess come down and we'll figure something out.

Thanks.

Mm hmm.

Oh, cell phones don't work here.

Are you serious?

Room phone is a dollar a call plus long distance.

Dollar a call is pretty steep.

[Phone game sounds]

Let's go.

This is a really creepy place.

It's the only one in town.

It looks haunted. I hate it.

Wait till we get inside.

- Daddy?

What do you need, son?

- I got soap in my eyes!

Stick your face under the shower and open your eyes.

- I can't... it'll hurt!

But just for a second. You need to wash the soap out of your eyes.

[Calvin moans]

Don't rub it... that'll just make it worse.

[Calvin moans]

- Darren, where the hell are you?

- If I told you where we are you'd probably send the police.

- You stole my fucking kid in the dead of night, you son of a bitch.

The court said you cannot keep me from seeing my son.

- Get him back here now or I'm calling the police.

Just hang on a little longer.

- I got some money coming in so... - Yeah right.

I will pay you the rest as soon as I can.

- You have completely ruined my entire week, Darren.

- Beth... - All of my plans!

- I'll have him back in a couple of days. - Calvin needs to study!

School's out, he's not missing anything.

- Brad was going to take him to Disneyland.

Well Brad can take him there a few days later.

- Are you making him go fishing? How awful!

I'll call you when we get back.

Go piss up a rope!

How are your eyes?

All better?

Mom says you're a gangster.

I'm not a gangster. I'm a salesman.

You sell things to gangsters.

They're not gangsters. They're customers.

Gangster customers.

Don't be a wiseass.

It smells terrible in here.

It's the only motel in town.

This is the town you wanted to come to, isn't it?

Did this blanket come with the room?

No, I got it for you special.

It's power man! You love power man.

I did

when I was seven years old.

- What would make you happy?

How about a girlfriend?

One with big boobs!

[Both laugh]

I'll take the same.

What were you talking to mom about?

Brad can take me where?

Disneyland.

Shit.

I've never been to Disneyland.

Can you just take me home?

- Take you home?

This is your birthday trip.

Fishing, staying in a motel!

I'd much rather go to Disneyland.

You said Brad is an idiot.

He is, but I wanna go to Disneyland.

Disneyland will still be there in a couple of days.

[Calvin groans]

Let's get some breakfast.

I saw a restaurant across the road.

I'm not hungry.

I'll bring you back a chocolate milkshake.

Whatever.

Darren Kelly?

Who wants to know?

Stones.

I'm meeting him tomorrow. Today I'm busy.

Stones will be here in one hour.

I'm taking my kid fishing today.

Stones wants to leave this place.

It'll be quick as long as what you're selling is...

They're authentic.

I want cash.

Cash.

One hour.

"I make the wicked tremble and the good rejoice!"

"I'm the man with the power!"

"Yay power man!"

"You dominate!"

[Static]

Today in Washington the war on Jesus continued...

Fuck Washington.

[Explosion]

Well, that sure takes a load off of my mind.

- Welcome to the freshest, where our meat is the freshest!

What can I get you?

A gloomy crowd you got in here.

Yeah, they're not used to strangers.

What do you have for breakfast that's good?

We've got a lot of things for breakfast

[whispers] But not much that's good.

[Darren laughs]

Nobody laughs around here.

- They come in, order the exact same thing,

and sit in the exact same place every day.

That guy over there, he orders French toast every morning with sausage.

Mrs. Grouchy there, she likes to have a vegetable omelet and the morning paper.

- That lady has a bowl of stewed prunes and

some black coffee while she does her knitting.

- How about an extra-fresh burger?

Our meat is really good.

I get it from a local guy.

- Anything to drink?

Black coffee.

All right, your total is...

And my son will have...

Son?

How old?

Old enough to devour a large chocolate milkshake

and another extra-fresh burger.

You should take your son and get out of here as soon as possible.

What's wrong?

- This is not a good place for young people.

We're not moving in. We're just going fishing.

You don't understand.

So can I get you anything else?

Just make everything to go.

That'll be $15.20.

[Cash register rings]

Do you want your change?

No thanks.

What's your name?

- Darren.

I'll call you when it's ready.

[Cash register closes]

Great, thanks.

Madam.

Can I help you?

Who's he?

Never seen him before.

He's here to go fishing.

Is he by himself?

Yeah, he is by himself.

- Gosh, that duck acts like he's crazy.

- That is correct! Absolutely 100% correct!

[Rock hits caveman]

So that's the way it is, eh?

- All right, then.

[Dog whines]

[Calvin laughs]

[Game machine dings]

Staying at the motel, mister?

Yeah.

Funky game here.

I don't understand machines.

Only god's word.

Darren, your order's ready.

Excuse me, my order's ready.

Hey.

Do you need napkins?

Yes, please.

What were you trying to tell me before?

- Meet me in the alley in two minutes.

There you go.

Thanks very much.

- Have a good day.

A fine thing.

No swimming!

[Whispers] Sin nombre.

[Dog barks]

Other cavemen get to go swimming, but I never get to do...

[Static]

[Dog barking] [Engine idling]

[Music]

What's going on?

It's a strange crowd you got in there.

- Yeah, sometimes I feel like it's their restaurant and not mine.

- They even tell me what channel to put on the TV.

Why don't you close up shop and leave?

I have a daughter here

somewhere.

Are my son and I in some sort of danger?

How old is your son?

Twelve.

Shit.

The two of you should get back in your car and go now.

What kind of danger are we in?

Are these people armed?

They're very good at what they do because they've been doing it for so long.

- And the people around here are dangerous.

- I'm serious.

But what do they do?

Don't stick around to find out.

Go.

[Dog whining]

Here, boy.

[Dog whining]

Here, boy!

[Dog whining]

[Dog barking and whining]

- Calvin?

Can I pet him?

- Sure.

[Dog barking and whining]

- Get in.

- It's unlocked.

[Calvin gasps]

Don't pay attention to anything that Abigail says.

She's not right in the head.

Then why do you hang around her restaurant?

Her meat is the freshest.

I'll soon find out.

Mm hmm.

[Calvin gasps]

- There you go. [Laughs]

Oh baby!

[Chuckling]

- Hey buddy!

[Dog barking]

Cal?

Calvin?

I got you a milkshake and a burger.

[Whispers] Sin nombre!

[Doorbell]

Have you seen my son?

You sure you brought him with you?

Of course I brought him.

He was in the car with me when I checked in.

If you say so.

- Could be he met a girl.

He's only 12.

- When I was 12, I was sniffing around a lot of girls.

Sheriff's station's up the road.

- Thanks. - Mm.

- Cal!

- Calvin!

[TV shuts off]

Cal!

Calvin!

Calvin!

Cal!

- Calvin!

Stones is ready for you.

I don't have time.

Make time.

Get out of my fucking face.

- [Punching] - Oof!

Hey.

Stones comes first.

You don't understand.

Something has happened to my son.

[Car door opens]

Let's do some business.

My 12-year-old son is missing.

I ought to fuck you up.

- What did I say before?

"I want to get the hell out of here."

[Chuckles]

This won't take long.

You sure these are the pure uncut originals?

Yes.

Pay the man.

[Scoffs]

Like we agreed?

In cash.

[Chuckles]

We know where to find you.

Let's go.

This place depresses me.

Everybody out.

I hope you find your kid.

Bad things happen in this town.

Like what?

Just find your kid and get the hell out of here.

I'm staying at the motel down the road.

My son Calvin is missing.

Where?

If I knew where, he wouldn't be missing.

Did you look in your car?

Yes. He wasn't there.

Then where is he?

That's the problem... I don't know.

Look in your trunk?

What would my son be doing in the trunk?

I'm just trying to be helpful.

Could you help me look for him?

I got a pile of work here.

Do you have a deputy?

- Hmm, he's out on patrol.

Great. Can you radio him or something?

He's busy, too.

Can you do anything at all to help me?

Kids run away all the time.

Don't worry.

Twelve-year-old won't get far on foot.

I never told you he was twelve.

Look,

we can't even get involved until it's been forty-eight hours.

Has it been forty-eight hours since you last saw your kid?

No.

Well, there you go.

But I'm serious about the trunk.

Have a nice day.

[Picks up phone, dials]

[Phone rings]

- Sheriff? - Yeah.

- Did the guy with the little... - He was just here.

- Was he pissed off? - Pretty agitated.

- You know what to do.

Yep.

[Hangs up]

[Hangs up]

- Hey!

- Darren!

Darren.

You forgot this, sir.

I did?

Yep.

I can't find my son anywhere.

And that sheriff was no help at all.

I was afraid that would happen.

What are you talking about?

Talk to this man...

Nine.

His name's "nine"?

He works at the youth academy on the edge of town.

Is he German?

Around here the males go by numbers and the females go by letters.

That's crazy. Why?

That's just what they do here.

Did nine kidnap my son?

No, but he'll be a lot more help to you than the sheriff.

Sorry.

[Dogs barking]

[Chewing]

[Door closes]

Doesn't anybody ever clean up around here?

They can if they want to.

What do you want?

I'm looking for nine.

He's up on the third floor.

Thanks.

Is he expecting you?

I'm a friend of his.

I've never seen you before.

I'm an old friend.

- Oh yeah? - Mm hmm.

How old are you?

What difference does that make?

If you don't tell me, you don't see your old buddy nine.

It's really none of your business, but I'm thirty-eight.

[Chewing]

[Cat meows]

- Give it to me... I want to play with it!

- No, but I have it! - The cat doesn't even like you.

- I found it. - But I'm next.

- I just got it. - But it was my idea to go outside.

- You just had it. - Yeah... for like ten minutes!

- It's our turn. - That's not a long time.

[Cat growls and hisses]

- Ugh.

[Cat hisses]

- Eiw. - Why is it making those noises?

[Cat hisses]

- Because it was looking at you.

[Music]

- Calvin?

Calvin?

Calvin!

Calvin?

- The killing didn't begin all of a sudden.

- But we got around to it eventually.

- Well, I wouldn't put it that way.

- We think of it as a "completion."

- You see, those early years were difficult.

- The stream dried up. Crops failed.

- The weather was terrible.

- It was like god hated us ...And we acted out a little.

- You mean the killing?

[Darren gasps]

- Is someone out there? 45? G?

- I don't hear anyone.

- 65, go have a look.

- If need be, do god's will.

- Oh, definitely!

- Anyone there?

No, it's clear.

- Will your dad come looking for you?

- I don't care if he does or not.

- What did you mean by "the killing"?

- We killed for a purpose.

- We believe those deaths turned our bad luck into good.

- How?

- Just make sure you pay attention during the ritual this evening.

- All right, newcomer, let's find you a cot to sleep on.

- Happy birthday, nine.

- Is it your birthday, too? Mine's today.

- Mine's at midnight.

Well, happy birthday to you, too.

Thanks. Are you gonna throw nine a party?

[Chuckles] You could say that.

What "ritual" this evening?

Who are you?

I'm Calvin's father, the boy who...

- Ah yeah... close the door, please.

Are you "nine"?

Yes.

Like the number nine?

Exactly.

Who sent you?

Abigail at the restaurant.

Abigail... she never fit in here.

- Abigail warned me that you people are really dangerous.

Are you here to rescue your boy?

Whisk him away to freedom?

That's the plan.

I wish you luck, then.

Did you used to have a real name?

It's just "nine."

Do you teach your students how to "kill for a purpose"?

I'm just planting seeds.

Your son came to us of his own free will.

Look, Calvin is a little boy.

This morning he cried when he got soap in his eyes.

Little boys don't have "free will."

[Chuckles] Maybe they should have free will.

Where did that son-of-a-bitch take my kid?

I came to this area originally to research a cult

that I'd heard rumors about called "sin nombre."

I studied to be an anthropologist.

"Sin nombre..."

"Without a name"?

- Uh-huh.

I found out it's not a cult.

It's a way of life.

And this is the heart of it.

This whole town?

Was everyone I met a part of it?

Not Abigail.

What are you gonna do with my son?

We're gonna teach him to have the time of his life.

- What time do I have to go to bed?

- Any time. You wanna stay up late? Stay up late.

- Really?

We eat three times a day.

You can have as much food as you want.

Really?

Sure. Do what you want.

- Just don't cause trouble.

I like her drawing.

You like her, don't you?

Kind of.

Why don't you say hello? See what happens.

Vx, this is the new kid.

His name was Calvin.

Hey, you're really good.

You like cats?

Sure.

I hate them.

Doesn't look like it.

Oh, she definitely hates them. [Chuckles]

[Giggles]

I'll give you a few minutes to get acquainted

and then come find me and we'll figure out where you're gonna sleep.

Go easy on him, vx.

[Vx giggles]

How could you hate cats?

When blood gets on their fur, it clumps.

So messy.

And that sound they make?

"Meow"?

The yowling and the hissing when we play with them.

I'll see you around, "Calvin."

- Hey... stay cute.

Okay.

You haven't answered my question.

What are you going to do with my son?

Your son is going to be fine.

It's you who might run into some turbulence.

And me, too, if I don't get moving.

Turbulence?

You'll understand soon enough.

Oh... I almost forgot.

- What are those for? You record your lectures?

I'm not going to live forever.

And my students hate to read.

What is this place... fantasyland?

The students hate to read.

They have the time of their lives.

Little boys have free will.

Well, exactly.

In sin nombre, we seek pleasure,

freedom, and more pleasure.

I've never enjoyed my life more.

Then why are you in a hurry to leave?

I turn forty at midnight.

In sin nombre, things change when you turn forty.

You can read all about it when I get this published.

Can you give me a hand? I overpacked.

There we go, thanks.

You need to get out of here, too.

Not without my son.

You need to let him go.

He belongs to sin nombre now.

My son belongs to me!

- What? Think about what you just said.

- No, just pick up that suitcase

and I'll explain further.

- We need to keep our voices down outside of this room.

[Slap]

[Slap]

Ow... hey!

Gotta be quicker.

[Slap]

Shit, they're guarding my car.

[Flinches]

[Electric shock]

- Come on... don't be a fraidy-cat.

[Electric shock]

[Electric shock]

[Electric shock]

[Electric shock]

[Electric shock]

[Moans] [Electric shock]

- Just hold him!

[Electric shock [moans]

[Electric shock [moans]

[Electric shock] [Moans]

So where's my son?

I need to get out of here.

Let's keep out of their sight.

[Opens car door]

[Car doors shut]

So talk to me. Tell me what's going on.

Tomorrow I'll be forty.

You can't be older than thirty-nine in sin nombre.

Why not?

You'll be eliminated.

Everyone over forty gets eliminated.

How old are you?

- Thirty-eight.

Who's going to "eliminate" you?

The students. We're a "hands-on" program.

"Eliminated" sounds like a game.

[Chuckles] It's no game.

- I think I should go back in there.

Look, can you just drop me off in the next town over?

I came here to get my son back, not drive you around.

You will not get your son back.

Stop fucking saying that!

Where can I get a cell phone signal?

Two miles up ahead unless they changed it.

[Cat meows]

- Oh that's so cute.

- It's so stupid.

- So stabbable.

[Cat meows]

- Whoa.

[Knocks]

- Who is it?

It's Calvin.

- Who?

- The new boy I met. He's cute.

[Door opens]

Hey Calvin. You want to help us play with this cat?

- Close the door or that thing will escape.

- Is she yours?

- We found it outside.

Can you keep her?

We can do whatever we want with it.

Who's going to take care of her?

We all are.

We're all gonna take turns.

Take turns doing what?

This.

[Cat hisses and yowls] [Stabbing]

Hey!

[Gasp]

[Bones breaking]

What did you do?

You knew it was my turn!

You were taking too long.

Whatever. Calvin, let's go. This is boring.

- Calvin... wait!

I hate it when they screech.

[Gory sounds]

[Panting]

Don't get so freaked out.

It's just like when you step on a spider.

That was no spider.

That was a cat!

Yes, and that cat was totally for our pleasure.

We had fun.

How can you say that's "fun"?

Do you still like me?

I guess.

- Don't worry... in sin nombre we're nice to each other.

[Kisses]

Ah!

My lip!

Sometimes I get a little excited.

I'll see you tonight?

At the birthday party?

Yeah, at the "birthday party."

- Help me clean this place up.

It's a bloody mess.

Scoot! Scoot! Get out of here!

We need you inside.

What's up?

The girls said you got a little nervous.

We wanna help calm you down.

How?

You'll see.

- What the hell are you doing here, sex trafficking?

[Chuckles] God, no.

It's just kids being kids.

And for them it's a dream come true, you know?

Friends, playmates, whatever a kid could want.

Nobody telling them not to do this or that.

- And an outlet for their rage.

My son doesn't have any rage.

He's a good kid.

You may not know as much about kids as you think you do.

[Phone beeps]

[Beeping stops]

Why did you stop?

I got a signal.

Drive up further.

This is far enough.

But I haven't told you everything.

You've told me enough. Get out.

Look, I need to be further away.

- Please. I turn forty tomorrow.

I need to make a phone call.

Get out.

[Unfastens seat belt]

You're not gonna find the son you thought you had.

You know, it's like trying to pull your kid out of Disneyland.

It's too late.

You lost him.

He's already sin nombre!

Motherfucker!

[Opens trunk]

- Bring back my kid right now, you son of a bitch,

- or I will call the police.

Make sure they're the state police.

- This isn't funny, Darren.

- I don't trust you with Calvin.

- You and your shady business dealings.

Good... send the FBI, I don't care.

Just don't call the local cops. There's something wrong with them.

- Where are you?

We're up near lake Bronson.

Remember: State police, not local.

- What the hell are you up to, darr... [phone beeps]

- The book of revelation tells us...

Christ!

- ...that god shall wipe away all tears

- and there shall be no more sorrow...

[Thunder crashes] Nor crying, nor pain.

- "Let no one despise you for your youth!"

- We waste precious time, energy, and resources

- honoring our elders when we need to honor the youth of our community.

[Thunder crashes]

- God loves the young and vibrant,

- and hates the sickly, decrepit, and aged.

- God made the world for the young,

not the old.

[Starts engine]

[Phone rings]

[Phone rings] [Picks up phone]

Sheriff's station.

- My ex-husband snatched my kid right out of my house.

- I see. - Please hurry.

When did you last see your son, ma'am?

- Last night. I put him to bed like always

- and this morning I go into his room and the bed is empty.

Okay.

His name is Calvin. He's about five-foot-three...

His name is "Calvin"?

- Yes, that's what I just said.

- God... don't you listen?

- Darren just snatched him out of his room. Probably...

Father is "Darren"?

- Yes... Darren! So what do you need... license plate?

Sure, it never hurts to know the license plate.

- It's 238 cek.

- Are you getting this?

Writing it down now.

- He has one of those ridiculous muscle cars.

God, what an asshole!

And the phone number is..?

- My number is 555-2987.

- Did you get that?

Great.

We'll contact you if we get any leads.

- When you find Darren, just throw him in jail.

Have a nice day.

- "Have a nice day"??

- What kind of thing is that to say to someone...

[Hangs up]

- Happy birthday, nine.

Hi nine. Are you ready for the completion?

Please don't do this.

You're officially one of the aged.

Not till tomorrow.

Happy 40th birthday.

It's not my birthday till midnight.

[Knocks down suitcase]

Come on... let's do this!

[Punching, groaning]

One of these days it's gonna be your turn!

That's life in sin nombre, nine.

Oh, you little bastards.

You know the rules.

When it's your turn, it's your turn.

[Nine groans]

Please!

What's in that?

This'll calm you down.

Don't be a scaredy-cat.

This'll make you feel better.

- Should we give him a... [Electric buzz] ...Treatment?

He'll be okay in a moment.

[Calvin hyperventilating]

[Putting needle away]

You can let go of him.

How's he doing?

Your boy's a fighter.

Sin nombre.

What's his number gonna be?

What do you want it to be?

I think he's a 10!

"Ten" it is.

- God drew us a map.

- Pastor Jamison... now we know him as "100"...

- Spotted it over a century ago during our first era of great suffering.

[Thunder crashes]

We all remember the first era of great suffering

which ended when our eldest brother Jacob fell to his death in the river.

The spirit of his sacrifice

led our community

to the greatest, most abundant harvest we have ever seen.

Oranges falling off of trees.

Animals... fat and happy.

- Ten years of prosperity!

Such a beautiful time! [Applause]

Amen. Amen to that.

But in the decade that followed we grew lazy.

Evil returned to our land

and the second era of great suffering began.

I lost my wife.

I lost my Sadie.

And I thought I was gonna lose my boys.

- One dark night

our eldest sister Dorothy ate poisoned flesh

from a diseased animal...

[Thunder crashes]

- ...then Dorothy Gordon ate some spoiled meat and she died

and things suddenly got better again.

- Are you starting to see the divine pattern?

[Darren gasps]

I hoped you'd be gone by now.

I've been listening to some of nine's lectures.

They're insane. They don't make any sense whatsoever.

Their whole thing is barbaric.

There's a perverted strategy to this.

If you make murder a ritual, then everybody may be guilty

but nobody has to take the blame.

- Who did those belong to?

- Nine.

Doesn't look like he got very far.

But he understood the risks... they all do.

A twelve-year-old boy won't understand.

Don't drive in... they'll catch you.

Are you gonna help me get my son back?

We could try. My daughter's in there. Her name is April.

Was April. Who knows what her name is now?

She's why I can't leave this place.

[Alarm beeps]

How'd you get involved in all this?

My ex was a monster. Drinking, hitting me, hitting April.

So she and I were on the run and we stayed at that motel.

It was the only one in town. April was sleeping

- so I ran over to a 7-Eleven to get us some snacks.

I haven't seen her since. That was six months ago.

How'd you meet nine?

I opened the restaurant so I could stay around

and look for April.

Nine came in once to tell me that she doesn't wanna see me.

Did you believe him?

The sheriff told me April was dead.

I don't know what to believe.

- Getting beat up by my ex

was better than losing my little girl.

[Footsteps]

[Kissing]

- Gosh, we gotta hurry. They're gonna start!

- Start what?

The ritual.

Should we wake him up?

We'll get him when we need him.

I'll see you down there.

Remain quiet and we can begin the procession.

April needs help with her ponytail.

Well, you do.

Here we don't use names.

You know that.

Now... who needs help?

Sorry, um, "st" needs help with her ponytail.

Good. Sin nombre.

Hold still.

You like it?

All set.

Sin nombre.

Sin nombre!

- [Students chanting] Sin nombre.

- [Chanting] Sin nombre.

- [Chanting] Sin nombre.

- [Chanting] Sin nombre. Sin nombre.

- [Chanting] Sin nombre.

I don't see my son.

- [Chanting] Sin nombre. Sin nombre.

[Chanting of "sin nombre" continues]

He's not here. Something's wrong.

Just wait.

[Chanting of "sin nombre" continues]

- [Chanting] Sin nombre. - Let's check those classrooms.

- [Chanting] Sin nombre. Sin nombre.

- Shit. Who the hell is that?

65? 65!

[Chanting of "sin nombre" continues]

- 65!

[Chanting of "sin nombre" continues]

65? 65!

[Punches]

[Music outside]

[Music outside]

Let's drop him in here.

[Body drops]

I wish we had something to tie him up with.

Who the hell are you?

Be quiet.

- 65!

65! 65!

[Smashes brick] [Body falls]

- This will have to do.

[Music]

[Music outside]

[Music]

[Music outside]

[Music outside] [Rattling window]

[Music]

[Music outside] [Banging window]

[Music outside] [Rattling jars]

[Music outside]

[Cat yowls]

[Jar falls]

- [Cat meows]

- Sin nombre!

- [Scream]

[Scream]

[Music] [Screaming]

Help me with that desk.

[Music outside]

[Music outside] [Screaming outside]

[Screaming]

Why are they screaming?

[Screaming]

Oh my god.

What?

I see my daughter.

[Music]

My kid is probably down there somewhere, too.

[Music outside]

But we ought to check the second floor.

[Music outside]

[Music outside]

- Cal.

[Music outside]

Cal, take that thing off. Let's get out of here.

Darren.

Get your stuff. Let's go.

[Door opens]

Don't let them see you.

[Door closes] -Where the hell's he going?

[Music outside]

[Music] [Calvin laughing]

[Calvin laughing outside] They already got to him.

[Calvin laughing outside]

Shit.

[Calvin laughing outside]

We gotta go.

[Calvin laughing outside]

Get out of my way.

You were told to leave over and over.

Why don't you listen?

You can't have my son.

In sin nombre we can do anything we want.

Where's nine?

Nine is resting comfortably.

He's here?

But I just dropped him off.

Somehow he wound up back here.

[Chuckles]

"Wound up." Nice.

What if you guys get hurt?

What if my daughter gets sick?

We're too young to get sick.

I wanna see nine.

No, you don't.

Sure, you can see him.

Now.

Make absolutely sure he sees nine.

Right this way.

Darren, I don't...

Abigail, go get your little girl.

I just wanna see her.

I won't even talk to her if you don't want me to.

Talk all you want.

[Music]

- Hey fraidy-cat! Dance with me.

[Music]

[Screams]

[Screams]

[Screams]

[Screams]

[All screaming]

[Music] [Screaming]

[Music]

[Screams]

[Kisses]

[Music]

She's all yours.

April, honey, it's me.

You don't have to stay here.

You can leave if you want to.

Can I have your sweater?

My sweater? Sure.

[Music]

There you are! Come on!

April? Honey?

All done? Let's go.

- Let's go. - She's my daughter.

Come on.

Let's go.

[Music]

Have someone go get the sweater back from the girl.

All right, Abigail,

you saw what you came to see.

Time for you to go.

Please, she's my daughter.

Was your daughter.

Now leave.

And never come back here again.

She's probably headed back to her restaurant.

Let them know she's coming so they can give her a nice welcome.

Nine may be a minute or two.

Why don't you have a seat?

[Hits with bat]

What about dinner?

Nobody wants to look at him while we eat.

Gee, can you open the pantry?

[Drops bat]

[Door unlocking]

We might need the chair.

[Body falls]

[Door locks]

Headed to the restaurant, Abigail?

No, I don't need your guys' help.

I can do it my...

No...

[Nine groaning and struggling]

Sin nombre!

[All] Sin nombre!

The third and last era of great suffering

ended with the sacrifice of a person of no importance

and then the time of abundance began and has never ended.

[All] Sin nombre!

In sin nombre names have no meaning.

Not even the name of our founder, now known only

as "one hundred."

[All] One hundred.

Sin nombre struck a great bargain with god

that, if we discard our names and cast off who we were before,

and if we offer up our lives at the age of forty,

that we may know abundance,

good health, and boundless joy in the years of our youth.

[All] Abundance, good health, and boundless joy!

[Tosses book]

God has taught us that outcasts and wastrels will selfishly hoard their gifts.

But we must offer up to god our gift

that we may know eternal youth and endless joy in his holy presence.

[Applause]

Please don't.

Hypocrite.

Fuck all of you!

[Gasping]

- Fuck all of you.

[Ripping]

- With these tools of sacrifice,

I offer this man up to god that all may share in his abundance.

[Stabbing]

[Nine groans] [Stabbing]

[Slicing] [Nine groans]

Abundance!

- [All] Abundance!

- Now let us show our respect to our brother nine,

- who sleeps this night in the arms of the lord.

[Stabbing]

[Stabbing]

[Screeching] [Stabbing]

[Stabbing]

[Shouting] [Stabbing]

[Shouting] [Stabbing]

[Stabbing]

[Stabbing]

[Music]

Oh, I almost forgot.

Everyone, we have a new member.

Say hello to ten.

[Cheering]

Hey, give the guy a hug or a pat on the back.

Sin nombre.

[All chant] Sin nombre.

[All chant] Sin nombre.

[All chant] Sin nombre.

[All chant] Sin nombre.

[All chant] Sin nombre.

- Hey.

Are you ready for me, ten?

[Music]

Good night.

[Car door opens]

I'll walk you to the door, Abigail.

No, that's okay.

Just so you won't get lost.

That's not necessary.

[Music]

[Locks door]

[Music]

I just wanted to see my little girl.

[Music]

No! Stop! No! No!

[Music]

No! Stop! No! No!

[Beating and stabbing]

[Abigail screaming]

[Music inside]

[Abigail screaming]

[Beating and stabbing]

[Music inside ends]

Damn shame.

She was a nice gal.

[Engine starts]

[Car drives away]

[Music]

I've never...

- Shh.

[Kissing]

[Door opens]

There's somebody in there.

Let him watch.

[Kissing]

[Music]

[Door unlocking]

[Lighting candles]

- Sin nombre.

[Groans]

[Gasps]

[Jar breaks]

That one should have room.

Morning.

Feeling better?

You wanted to see nine.

Here he is.

[Drops package]

You murdered all those people.

- We offered them up.

It is the way of sin nombre.

Well, they offered themselves up, actually.

Cannibals?

Is that what you are?

[Drops package]

In sin nombre, our meat is the freshest.

What are you going to do with me?

That'll be up to ten.

Who?

The new kid.

[Puts on handcuffs]

- Oh... let me know if those are too tight.

You guys fix your own cars?

If we need a car, we just take one.

They're driving by all the time.

[Dogs barking]

[Gasps] Is that who I think it is?

Shh. You'll get them too excited.

[Dogs barking]

[Dogs barking]

Puppies!

Say hello.

[Dogs barking]

They're perfect.

They are perfect.

Perfect bait.

They led you to us.

Does this mean you don't hate dogs?

Mostly, but they better not bark.

- Don't you bark!

Or I might have to be mean to you!

- Oh, who's a good puppy?

Who's a sweet pup?

Ten, we need you.

Ten, that's you.

[Whining and barking]

Uh... how can I help?

You'll see.

Don't you bark.

Don't you bark.

No.

Shhh.

Calvin.

Is he brainwashed?

He's happy.

Maybe you've never seen him happy before.

What do you want us to do with him?

Don't you know who I am?

I don't care who you are.

What about your mother?

Don't you want to see your mother again?

I don't care.

- Your mother loves you very much.

She doesn't even know me.

Neither do you.

You guys treat me like a baby.

Listen, you little motherfucker,

yesterday you were crying because you got soap in your eyes!

Do I have to listen to this?

[Chuckles] Of course not.

What do you want us to do with him?

I don't care.

You can do whatever you usually do.

[Pulling out knife]

[Darren struggling]

- Abundance!

- Wait!

He promised to leave and never come back.

Right? Didn't you?

I promise.

Let's go.

[Doors open]

This thing isn't gonna last.

Someone's gonna come and shut it down.

- Who's gonna shut it down? You? [Laughs]

When people find out what you kids are doing...

Nobody will believe them.

Please just get him out of here.

Hey... I see you found the kid.

Looks like we were looking in all the wrong places.

Now, let's take care of this nice and friendly.

[Unlocks handcuffs]

I'm offering ten thousand dollars in exchange for my son.

[Groans]

It's yours if you want it.

Just let him come back with me.

[Slaps hand]

Money doesn't mean much here.

Haven't you figured that out?

We don't do anything for money.

Our currency is the celebration of youth.

And you clearly don't have much of that left.

[Snickers]

Say goodbye.

Cal, what do you want me to tell your mother?

Tell her to go fuck herself.

Brad, too.

[Chuckles] Well, there you go.

[Unlocks car door]

[Opens door]

Aww, did I almost get your hand there?

Sorry.

Time to do god's will.

Are you letting me go?

No.

Gunshot might upset the boy.

You understand.

[Attacking with axes]

[Blood spatters]

[Gunshot]

[Kicks body] [Body falls]

[Starts engine]

Cal, get in the car.

- Oh look... somebody has a bat.

[Gunshot]

You want to test me?

Cal, quit playing around and get in the damn car!

I'll kill these people if I have to.

Go ahead, ten.

[Doors close]

They're not following us.

I don't understand.

I guess you're just not that important to them.

Was it just about the girl? Is that it?

- Before you know it, this will all just seem like a bad dream.

You're gonna be okay, Calvin.

- There's girls everywhere.

- You're too young to be messing around with girls anyway.

Hell, I didn't get my first girlfriend till I was fifteen.

[Unlocks seatbelt]

[Car stops]

What the hell are you doing?

What are you doing?

Shit!

Fuck you, dad.

[Sobbing]