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Suspects described as white males, approximately 30.

Suspect number one about 5'11,

medium build, brown dark pants.

Suspect number two, about 6'1,

medium build, round glasses, dark clothes.

Be advised, suspects are armed and considered extremely dangerous.

Use caution.

Hey, Earl.

Yes, sir.

What do you know?

Well...

It's a hot goddamn day.

I have not felt it a bit.

Been inside with the air conditioner blasting all day long.

Oh, is that right?

That's right.

Didn't you break for lunch or nothing?

All by myself today. Ate my lunch out of the microwave.

Jesus H. Christ, Pete.

When you gonna learn that microwave food will kill you faster than a bullet?

I mean, them damn burritos aingt good for nothing but a hippie.

When he is high on weed.

Pull me down a bottle of that Jack, will you?

Yeah.

I think I am gonna get tanked tonight.

What's the matter?

It's been one long, goddamn hot,

miserable shit-ass,

fucking day, every inch of the way.

First off.

Nadine over at Blue Chip,

got sort of sick.

So she got that goddamn Mongoloid boy of hers working the grill.

I meant it,

that fucking idiot doesn't know rat shit from Rice Krispies.

They eat breakfast about 9 o'clock.

And I am...

puking up,

pigs in a blanket, like a sick fucking dog by...

10:30.

Is not there a law or something against retards serving food to the public?

Well...

If there aingt, there ought a be.

I mean, who in the hell knows

what is going on in the mind of a goddamn Mongoloid?

Nadine should have hit that boy in the head and sold the fucking milk.

You could sue the shit out of her, you know that?

That kid belongs under a circus tent, not flipping burgers.

You could own that fucking place.

Oh, shit, Pete.

What would I do with that grease pit?

Besides,

Nadine's got a cross to bear.

I mean taking care of that...

potato head.

I guess you heard about that...

shit up in Abilene?

Bank robbery?

That's all that's been on the box all day.

They killed some people, didn't they?

Yeah.

Killed four Rangers,

three cops,

one civilian.

Took a lady bank teller hostage with them.

Supposed to be headed for the border,

which'd bring them right my way.

If I get my hands on them crazy, sick, fucking bastards, it's payback time.

I mean...

Well, we will get them.

We will get them.

Oh, I don't doubt it.

Well...

I gotta drain my lizard.

Mind if I use your commode?

Knock yourself out. Thank you.

You are welcome.

You think I am fucking playing with you, asshole?

Do you want this little girl to die?

Or that little girl? Or yourself?

Or your bosom buddy with the badge?

Now, I don't wanna do it.

But I will turn this place into the fucking Wild Bunch,

if I think you are fucking with me.

What do you want from me? I did what you said.

You let him use the bathroom.

No store does that.

He comes in here everyday and we bullshit.

He is used my toilet a thousand times. If I told him no,

he would know something was up. Alright, I want him out of here,

in his car and down the road,

or you can change the name of this place

to Benny's Worid of Blood.

Were you giving that pig signals?

Are you kidding? I didn't do anything!

He says you were scratching. I was not scratching!

Are you calling him a liar? I am not calling him a liar, ok?

I am simply saying, if I was scratching, I don't remember scratching.

And If I did scratch, it's not because I was signaling.

It's because I am fucking scared shit less!

Wait a minute.

The guy is in the bathroom.

Why don't I just go back there, shoot him in the back of the head

and we can get the hell outta here. Don't do that.

Look.

You asked me to act natural and I acted natural.

Under the circumstances, I think I ought a get

a fucking Academy Award for how natural I am acting.

You asked me to get rid of him. I am doing my best!

Well your best...

better get a hell of a lot fucking better,

or you are gonna feel a hell of a lot fucking worse.

Everybody be cool.

You...

be cool.

Yeah.

Be back at it tomorrow.

Tonight I am gonna sit in front of that box

and get higher than a Georgia pine.

How much you want for that hooch, Pete?

Oh, $6.50.

Jesus Christ.

You bucking for early retirement? Shit, yeah.

Hey!

Hey!

What the fuck is that about?

He signaled the Ranger.

I didn't!

You gotta believe me! I didn't!

When they were talking, he mouthed the words help us.

You fucking liar!

I didn't say shit! Oh, just shut the hell up!

Hey! You stop it!

What the fuck is your problem?

Goddamn it.

Seth, he did it!

You were by the beer cooler with your back turned.

I was by the magazines. I could see his face!

And I saw him mouth the words, Help us.

Start the car.

You believe me, don't you? Yes. Shut up!

And start the car, alright.

Start the car. You believe me?

Start the car. You know that?

Shut the fuck up and start the car.

Wait a minute. I believe you. Start the car!

You are not just saying that?

You do believe me? I believe you! Let's go!

That means you believe me. Yes, I believe you!

You should, because I am right.

Richie!

Yeah?

You ok?

He shot me in the fucking hand!

Like I told you he said, Help us.

I never said, Help us!

Well, that doesn't matter now, because you got about two fucking seconds to live!

Richie?

Yeah?

When I count to three,

you shoot the bottles out from behind him.

Oh, yeah!

One.

Fuck!

Two.

Three.

What did I tell you? What did I say to you?

I said, buy the road map and leave.

What the fuck am I supposed to do, Seth?

He recognized us. He didn't recognize shit.

Seth, I am telling you, the way he looked at us.

You especially, I knew he knew.

Low profile!

Do you understand the meaning of the words low profile?

Hey, Richie, how is your hand? It hurts like a fucking son of a bitch!

Thanks for asking. Let me tell you what low profile is not.

It is not taking girls hostage.

It is not shooting police.

It is not setting fire to a building.

Bitch, bitch, bitch.

Oh, screw it!

Goddamn you! Goddamn you!

What the hell do you want?

What do you think I want, you mean, old bastard? I want a fucking room.

Ok, alright.

Do they have cable?

No.

Do they have the X-rated channel? No.

Do they have a water bed?

Nope.

What do they got?

They have four walls and a roof and that's all we need.

Alright, pop the trunk. Let's do this fast.

Don't say a word.

You, plant yourself in that seat.

What are you gonna do with me? I said plant yourself.

Plants don't talk.

Now, you wanna get on my good side?

You sit still...

and you don't make a peep.

Alright, how does this feel?

How do you think? It hurts like a son of a bitch.

It's wrapped too tight.

Nice and easy. Ok.

Alright. ok, I am gonna go get the money.

It's 6 o'clock.

What time's it get dark around here?

About 8:00. Good.

I am going to the border, check things out.

I am gonna call Carlos,

try and arrange some sort of a rendezvous. I don't know what.

Could you see if he could arrange a better deal than 30%?

It's their standard deal. They are not gonna change that for us.

Did you even try and negotiate with them?

Richie.

These guys are not spic firecracker salesmen from Tijuana.

They don't even know the meaning of the word barter.

You wanna stay in El Rey,

you give them 30% of your loot.

It's scripture.

So it is written,

so shall it be done.

Yeah, I know, listen.

Hey, you want sanctuary,

you gotta pay the price.

The price is 30%.

All I am saying, man... This conversation is over.

Ok?

We need to have a talk.

What's your name?

Gloria.

Hello, Gloria. I am Seth. That's my brother Richie.

Let's cut to the chase.

I am gonna ask you one question

and all I want is a yes or no answer.

Do you wanna live through this?

Yes. Good.

Rule number one.

No noise.

No questions.

If you make a noise...

Mr. 44 makes a noise.

If you ask a question,

Mr. 44 answers it.

Now are you absolutely,

positively clear about rule number one?

Yes. Rule number two.

You do what we say, when we say it.

If you don't,

see rule number one.

Rule number three. Don't you ever...

try and fucking run on us,

because I got six little friends...

and they can all run faster than you can.

Open your eyes.

Gloria,

you hang in there, you follow the rules.

And you don't fuck with us,

and you will get out of this alive.

I give you my word. Ok.

I will be back in a minute.

You wanna come over on the bed and watch TV with me?

Come on.

Have a seat.

Take off your shoes.

You got about...

two more hours,

until we get into El Paso...

which is right next to the border.

Then we will stop at a motel.

Stop?

We are not actually gonna stop at a motel, are we?

Yeah, what for? We have a motor home.

We don't wanna stay in those roach-haven motels, do we?

We are self-contained.

Ok, ok.

Maybe I was a...

little overzealous but give me a break, I just bought it.

How come you wanna stop anyways, Dad?

I am exhausted.

Exhausted?

Just lie in the back, Dad. I can drive us into Mexico.

I just bet you would.

Don't even think about it.

Besides, I wanna have...

just one night's sleep in an honest to goodness bed.

The beds in the home are ok, but...

they are not like a real bed.

Excuse me. I have to use the restroom.

Oh, guess what?

When I called the machine to check the messages,

one of them was from Bethel Baptist.

And...

Mr. Franklin said that,

he would not permanently replace you

until we came back.

And he said that... That's very nice of Ted.

But I will call him tomorrow and tell him not to bother waiting.

Daddy,

I didn't wanna talk about this,

in front of Scott because he gets upset.

But I just wanna know.

Don't you believe in God anymore?

Not enough to be a pastor.

Look,

I know this is hard on you kids.

But after Jenny's death,

this is probably the last thing you need but...

my congregation needs spiritual leadership.

Well...

My faith is gone.

To answer your question, yes I do believe in...

Jesus.

Yes I do believe...

in God.

But do I love them?

No.

Well it's just...

that all our lives, you have been a pastor.

And then...

one day, you are just gonna wake up

and say, Fuck him?

I didn't say, Fuck him.

Every person who...

chooses the service of God,

as his life's work has something in common.

I don't care if you are a...

preacher, a priest,

a nun, a rabbi or a Buddhist monk.

Many, many times during your life, you will look...

at your reflection in the mirror,

and ask yourself,

Am I a fool?

I am not going through a lapse.

What I have experienced is closer to awakening.

But Daddy...

what do you think Mom would say?

Mama is got nothing to say.

She is dead.

This bloody crime spree started just a week ago today.

The oldest of the two brothers, Seth Gecko,

was serving time in Roll Kansas State Penitentiary

for his part in the 1988 Scott City bank robbery

in which two law enforcement officers lost their lives.

It was while at the courthouse that this man,

his younger brother, Richard Gecko,

a known armed robber and sex offender,

pulled off a daring daylight escape,

resulting in the death of four Wichita law enforcement officers

and this woman,

Heidi Vogel, sixth grade teacher, who was run over by the Geckos

during a high-speed pursuit through downtown Wichita.

And earlier today,

during a daylight liquor store robbery in Big Springs,

the Gecko brothers killed another Texas Ranger,

Earl McGraw,

and liquor store clerk, Pete Bottoms.

That changes the death toll to 16.

Five Texas Rangers,

eight police officers,

three civilians

and one hostage,

bank teller and mother of four, Gloria Hill.

For the time being, we are very confident that we will apprehend these fugitives

within the next 48 hours.

The Bureau,

local law enforcement and the Texas Rangers

have all joined in forming a dragnet

to snare Seth and Richard Gecko.

Is it safe to assume that because of the death count involved

and the loss of life of law enforcement officers,

that the Bureau, the Rangers and the police force

are taking this manhunt personally?

I would say that's a very safe assumption.

Shit, I was really worried.

Where the fuck you been, man?

Sightseeing.

What did you see?

The cops.

Did you see the border?

Yes, I saw the border.

What did the TV say?

They are gonna apprehend us in about 48 hours.

I gotta figure out a way to get us across this goddamn border.

The longer we stay here,

our lives aingt worth shit. Here you go.

We gotta get our asses into Mexico tonight.

Then Carlos is gonna meet us there at the rendezvous tomorrow morning.

Well, now he and...

his boys, all of them,

are gonna escort us...

into El Rey and...

Where is the woman?

What?

What do you mean, what? The woman.

The hostage, the fucking hostage.

Richard, where is she?

She is in there.

What the fuck is she doing in there?

Seth, wait a minute.

Seth.

Richie, what is wrong with you?

Before you flip out ok,

let me just explain what happened. Explain to me.

I need an explanation.

What is the matter with you?

There is nothing wrong with me, Brother.

That woman tried to escape and I did what I had to.

No, the woman would not have said shit if she had a mouth full of it.

Wrong.

Wrong.

Wrong. Yeah.

After you left,

she became a completely different person. Yeah.

Is it me?

Is it my fault?

It's not your fault. Is this...

my fault? No, it's her fault.

Is this my fault? It's not your fault.

Do you think that this is what I am?

I don't.

This is not me.

I am a professional fucking thief.

I don't kill people, that I don't have to,

and I don't fucking rape women.

What you are doing... What you are fucking doing...

What you are doing is not how it's done.

Do you understand that?

Do you... Just say fucking yes.

Say, yes Seth,

I understand. Yes Seth, I understand.

Say it. Yes Seth, I fucking understand!

I understand Seth. I fucking understand.

We will get to Mexico and it's gonna be sweet rosemary

and a hundred proof liquor...

and rice and beans and none of this shit is gonna matter.

I can't believe he is stopping here. This place is totally cruddy.

Dad, why are we stopping here?

There is nothing wrong with this place.

It's a flophouse.

It's not a flophouse.

It's basic,

and it's simple that doesn't make it a flophouse.

Alright. Well...

if it doesn't have a pool,

then we are going some place else.

It has a bed.

That's all I care about.

Well, other places have beds, too,

and they also have a gym...

Geez, what is this guy's problem?

No idea.

Creepy guy.

What?

Yes,

I am your neighbor from...

room 11

and I hate to disturb you, but I would like to ask a favor.

I hope none of this is disturbing you.

Hi.

I am from room 11.

And me and my lady friend need some ice and we don't seem to have an ice bucket.

If it's not too much trouble, could I possibly borrow yours?

I will bring it right back.

Sure.

Thank you.

What is this?

It's called a punch.

Lose the guitar.

What's your name?

Jacob.

Jacob, get up. Get on the bed.

If you make a wrong move, I will shoot you in the face.

Open your mouth.

Wide!

Let's go. Let's move the Jap over here, too. Let's go.

So what is the story with you two? You a couple of fags?

He is my son.

How is that happened? You don't look Japanese.

Neither does he.

He looks Chinese.

Well, excuse me all to hell.

What's this about, money?

It's about money alright, but not yours.

Well my brother and I, we are in a little hot water

and we need your assistance.

Stop!

What's going on?

We are having a bikini contest

and you just won.

It's ok, honey.

Everything is gonna be alright.

Just listen to your daddy, sugar, and you don't do anything stupid.

You two, Simon says, sit the fuck down.

Sit down.

Now,

where are the keys to the motor home?

On the dresser.

Good.

Alright Richie,

you take these keys, you start this big bastard up and drive it up front.

Richie,

would you do me a favor and eat my pussy for me?

Please?

Sure.

Richie, hey!

Not when you get around to it. Now.

You, Gidget,

go in the bathroom and put on some clothes.

You got three minutes.

One second longer, I shoot your father in the face.

Do you understand what I just said? Yes.

Do you believe me? Yes.

You damn well better. Go.

Look,

if you want the motor home,

just take it and get out.

It's not gonna be that easy, Pops.

We are gonna go on a little ride.

Not a chance.

Come again?

If you are taking people, take me.

But my kids are not going anywhere with you.

Sorry, Pops. I need everybody.

My children are not going with you

and that's that.

That's not fucking that.

This is fucking this.

Dad.

You sit down. Sit down.

You, go sit over there. Go sit over there, now. Move it.

Sit down.

Now, I don't have time to fuck around, so I am gonna make this simple.

You take your kids and you get in that motor home

or I will execute all three of you right now.

So, what is it gonna be?

Yes or no, answer.

Yes.

Hey, your old man is alright. He just saved your life.

Time's up, princess. Here we go.

Ok, ramblers.

Let's get rambling.

Excuse me.

What?

Where are you taking us?

Mexico.

What's in Mexico?

Mexicans.

Richie?

Yeah?

Put in your bit.

I grind my teeth.

What are their names?

Scott and Kate.

Scott and Kate.

Who is this?

My wife.

Where is the little lady?

In heaven.

She dead?

Yes, she is.

How did she die?

Auto wreck.

Come on, Jacob. Give me some more details.

How did it happen? Some fucking drunk kill her?

No.

It was a rainy night.

The brakes on the car weren't great.

She had to stop suddenly.

She slid on the road. She crashed. She died.

She died right away?

Not quite.

She was trapped in the wreck for about...

six hours before she passed on.

Yeah.

Those acts of God really stick it in and break it off, don't they?

Yes, they do.

Is that real?

Yes.

I have seen one of these things before.

A friend of mine had himself ordained, a minister of his own religion.

Some way to fuck the IRS.

Is that what you are doing or are you the real McCoy?

The real McCoy?

You are a preacher?

I was a minister.

Was as in not anymore?

Yes.

Why did you quit?

I think I have gotten about as up close

and personal with you as I am gonna get.

Let's just keep this friendly, ok, Pops? Let's...

not get too sensitive.

You are right.

Enough with the getting to know you shit. Alright.

I don't give a rat's ass about you or your fucking family.

You can all live forever or you can die this second.

And I don't give a shit which.

The only things that I care about are me,

that son of a bitch back there in the back and our money.

So you help us get across the border without incident.

You stay with us through the night without trying anything funny,

without trying to escape.

And in the morning, I am gonna let you guys go, all of you.

How do I know you will keep your word?

You have to convince me you are telling the truth.

Look, dickhead, the only thing that you have to be convinced about

is the fact that you are stuck in a situation with a couple of real mean motor scooters.

And I don't want to have to worry about you all fucking night.

You know, I don't think you wanna be worrying about my brother's intentions

towards your daughter all night, either.

Did you notice the way he was looking at her?

Yes.

You didn't like it, did you?

No, I didn't. I didn't think so.

You get us into Mexico.

And you don't try to escape...

and your daughter will be safe.

And in the morning, I will let you go.

I give you my word, Jacob.

If he touches her,

I will kill him!

Fair enough.

You break your word, I will kill all of you.

Did you mean what you said back there in the room?

What?

In the room?

Did you mean what you said back there, or were you just fooling around?

Because if you really want me to do that for you,

I will.

I would be happy to.

Do what?

What you said back there in the room?

What did I say?

You asked me if I would eat... Richie.

What?

I told you to watch those kids. Not to talk to them.

You don't have nothing to say to one another.

So let's just cut the chatter.

We will talk later. ok?

Alright, everybody. It's show time.

Richie, you take Kate into the bathroom.

Scott, get up here with your dad. Let's go. Let's go.

Now, what are you gonna say?

I don't have the slightest idea.

Just keep thinking about the gun next to Kate's head.

Get in.

This is not gonna work, Seth.

Shut up. It's gonna work just fine.

Hey, what are you gonna do?

I am gonna try and get us across the border.

Dad, you have to tell them that they are back there.

Have you forgotten about your sister?

I want to go on record right now as saying that this is a very bad idea.

Duly noted. Now shut up.

They are gonna kill us, Dad.

They are gonna get us across the border,

take us out in the desert, then they are gonna fucking shoot us.

If they get over the border, they are gonna let us go.

No, they won't.

Dad, come on. I watch those reality shows.

They never let anybody go.

Any cop will tell you,

in a situation like this, you get a chance, you go for it.

It may not seem like it, but I know exactly what I am doing.

You are gonna have to trust me on this.

I can't do that, Dad.

If you don't tell the cops, I will.

Now listen to me!

You aingt gonna do a goddamn thing!

You hear me?

I am running the show!

I make the decisions!

He is running the show.

I am running the show! I am running the show! Dad!

I make the plays.

You back the plays I make.

I need your cover.

Cover me.

How many with you?

Just my son and I.

What's your purpose in Mexico?

Vacation.

I am taking him to see his first bullfight.

They are gonna search the van.

As long as you don't act like a fucking nut, we are gonna be just fine.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

What?

You just called me a fucking nut. No, I didn't.

Yes, you did.

You said.

As long as I don't act like a fucking nut

implying, that I have been acting

like a fucking nut. Take a pill, alright.

I just meant be cool.

Yeah, you meant that, but you meant the other, too.

This is not the time, Richie.

Hey, fuck those spic pigs, man!

You called me a fucking nut.

Now, where I come from,

that stops the train in its tracks. Keep your fucking voice down.

Or what?

What was that?

That was a... Just, just my daughter in the bathroom.

I thought you said it was just you and your son?

I meant,

me and my son and my daughter.

Open up. I am coming aboard.

What was the nuttiest thing I did, Seth?

I am curious. Tell me. What was it?

This is not the time, Richie.

I know.

Was it possibly when your ass was rotting in jail and I broke it out?

Is that the nuttiest thing?

That was nutty? Not to mention stupid.

Thanks.

I am in the bathroom.

Open up. It's Border Patrol.

It's open.

Do you mind?

Shut the fucking door, please!

Excuse me.

Goddamn, that was intense!

Oh, baby, we did it. We are in Mexico.

We are fucking in Mexico, you little piece of fucking shit!

Come on! Kate, get out here.

Alright, listen up. Everybody, listen.

Now I know that I put you all through hell,

and I know that I have been one rough pecker.

But from here on out,

you guys are all in my cool book.

Scotty, I want you to help me with Richie. We will lay him down on the couch over there.

Jacob, you are gonna keep driving down this street

until you come to another street called De Gallo.

When you get to De Gallo, you are gonna turn this big bastard left,

and you are gonna go down a couple of miles until you see a bar called the Titty Twister.

From what I understand, you cannot miss it.

Then?

And then you stop because that's where we are going.

Listen.

Don't make a career out of this, ok?

Come on, hey.

Hey, you ok?

Yeah, I think so.

What happened? I don't know.

You just passed out.

I did?

You said something about your hand hurting

and then you just hit the ground like a sack of potatoes.

Really?

Head hit the toilet.

You scared the shit out of me.

You sure you are ok?

Yeah. I think so.

I am just a little fucked up.

Well,

let me tell you something that's gonna clear your head right up.

What?

We are officially Mexicans.

We are in Mexico, buddy.

We are?

Yeah. We are heading down to the rendezvous right now.

We are gonna pound booze,

wait for Carlos.

When he gets there, he is gonna take us down to El Rey.

And then you and I, my brother, we are gonna kick fucking back.

How do you like them apples?

Far out.

Where is my glasses?

Yeah they...

they broke when you fell.

Fuck, Seth, these are like my only pair!

Don't worry about it. We will get you another pair.

Of course I am gonna worry about it. I can't fucking see!

I will take care of it when we get to El Rey.

Yeah, like some Mexican hole in the wall is gonna have my prescription.

It's not a big deal until you make it a big deal.

Richie now, I was in a very good mood.

So stop bringing me down...

...with this bullshit!

I can't wear this shit.

Hey, guys.

We are here.

Pussy!

Alright, pussy, pussy, pussy!

Come on in, pussy lovers.

Here at the Titty Twister, we are slashing pussy in half.

Give us an offer on our best selection of pussy.

This is a pussy blowout!

Alright, we got white pussy,

black pussy, Spanish pussy,

yellow pussy.

We got hot pussy, cold pussy.

We got wet pussy. We got smelly pussy.

We got hairy pussy,

bloody pussy. We got snapping pussy.

We got silk pussy, velvet pussy, naugahyde pussy.

We even got horse pussy, dog pussy, chicken pussy.

Come on, you want pussy. Come on in, pussy lovers.

If we don't got it, you don't want it.

Come on in, pussy lovers.

Ok, troops.

It's the homestretch. Here is the deal.

This place closes at dawn.

Carlos is gonna meet us here sometime before dawn.

Now, we are gonna go in there, we are gonna take a seat,

we are gonna have a drink, we are gonna have a bunch of drinks.

And we are gonna wait for Carlos.

Let me just say something.

I am very happy about where we are at.

We got a real nice.

I don't fuck with you,

you don't fuck with me attitude going on.

So if everybody just keeps playing it cool,

I am talking to you too Richie,

then everybody is gonna get what they want.

Ok, hard drinkers, let's drink hard.

I am buying. Come on.

Here we go.

Out of the stew pot and into the fire.

Attention, pussy shoppers!

Take advantage of our penny pussy sale.

If you buy one piece of pussy at the regular price,

you will get another piece of pussy of equal or lesser value for only a penny.

Try and beat pussy for a penny.

If you can find cheaper pussy anywhere,

fuck it!

Hey, what do we have approaching here?

A new flavor, apple pie pussy.

Hey, not so fast, slick.

Step aside, asshole.

Son of a...

Now, is my shit together or is my shit together?

Here we go.

Hi! How ya doing? Enjoying it? I hope so!

Now...

this is my kind of place.

I could become a regular.

Whiskey!

You can't come in here.

What do you mean?

It's a private bar.

You are not welcome.

Are you telling me that I am not good enough to drink here?

This bar is for bikers and truckers only.

You, get out!

Take your hand off of me.

I am gonna count...

No, I am gonna count to three.

One... Two...

Now, wait a minute. There is no reason to get ugly.

There is just a misunderstanding going on here.

You said this bar is for truckers and bikers?

Well, I am a truck driver.

If you look outside your door in your parking lot, you will...

see a big recreational vehicle.

That's mine.

In order to drive that legally,

you need a class two driver's license.

This bar is for truck drivers?

I am a truck driver.

These are my friends.

Welcome to the Titty Twister.

Bottle of whiskey and five glasses.

Coming right up.

You serve food here Jose?

Best in Mexico.

I kind of doubt that.

We are gonna go over here. You send a waitress over to take our order. ok?

Anytime you want a lap dance with that girl kid, just let me know alright?

It's on me.

Pass.

Is it against your religion?

No. I do drink.

I am just not drinking now.

Fair enough. More for me.

Scott, how about you? No.

Kate, how about you?

No, I can't. I am not 21 yet.

That means yes.

Post time, Kate!

Here we go. You slam it down.

You knock the glass down on the table, alright?

One, two, three!

Attagirl, Kate.

Scotty, are you ready? Here we go. You ready for one?

Ok.

No, he won't. Yes, he will.

Yes, he will,

because I am not drinking by myself.

Kate, round two. You ready?

Here we go. Yes.

I will have another one. Thank you.

On three. One, two, three.

Why are you so agitated?

I am still stewing about that ape laying his hand on me.

What are you gonna do?

I am gonna sit here and I am gonna finish with this bottle.

And when I am finished,

I am gonna take this bottle and I am gonna bust it

over his melon fucking head!

Before we stepped in here, you told all of us to be cool.

So, that means you, too.

I never said do what I do. I said do what I say.

Are you such a fucking loser,

you can't tell when you have won?

What did you call me? Nothing.

I didn't make a statement.

I asked a question.

Would you like me to ask it again?

Are you such a loser,

you can't tell when you have won?

The entire state of Texas,

along with the FBI,

are looking for you.

Did they find you?

No, they couldn't.

You have won, Seth.

Enjoy it.

Jacob,

I want you to have a drink with me.

I insist.

To your family.

To yours.

And now,

For your viewing pleasure,

the mistress of the macabre,

the epitome of evil,

the most sinister woman to ever dance on the face of this Earth.

Bite this!

Lowly dog!

Bow your head,

kneel and worship

at the feet,

of Santanico,

Pandemonium.

That's what I call a fucking show!

Come here!

That guy! It's the puta over there!

Richie, get back on the clock.

How many?

Three.

Which one?

This piece of shit here, man.

Broke my finger and my nose!

And this faggot

kicked me in the ribs while I was down.

Up!

Fuck you, bogeyman!

Fuck!

Fuck you!

Alright, everybody be cool,

or you will be just as dead as these fucks!

How is your hand?

Let me see it.

Shit.

You think that was funny?

Sit down!

Richie, look out!

Motherfucking shit!

Get the fuck off me!

Hey! Hey! Get her off me!

Hey!

What the fuck are you doing? Shoot her!

I am coming, buddy!

Richie. Rich. You bitch.

Richie.

Fucking bitch!

Richie.

Hey.

What the fuck?

Dinner is served.

What the fuck?

Get off me!

Come on! Come on, you!

Jacob!

Oh, no! Look out! Look out!

You know what everybody says about me?

I suck!

Get off me! What the fuck are you doing?

Let's see if you taste as good as your brother.

Fuck you!

Hey! Hey!

Oh, shit!

Give me that!

I am not gonna drain you completely.

You will be my slave.

Because I don't think you are worthy of human blood,

you will feed on the blood of stray dogs.

You will be my foot stool.

And at my command,

you will lick the dog shit from my boot heel.

Since you will be my dog,

your new name will be...

Spot.

Welcome...

to slavery.

No, thanks. I already had a wife.

We might be in trouble.

Yo, monkey man.

Anything you got to say to them,

say to me first.

This!

That's enough.

Aingt they supposed to burn up or something?

Fuck.

Now let's kill that fucking band!

I can do that.

Fuck you, everybody. Good night!

Fuckers.

Hey, buddy.

I am sorry I fucked things up,

Richie.

You would have liked it in El Rey. You would have...

You would have found peace.

I love you, buddy.

I love you too, Seth.

You touch my brother with that stake biker,

and vampires are not gonna have to suck your blood.

They will be able to lick it up off the floor.

He is not your brother anymore.

That's a matter of opinion and I don't give a fuck about yours.

Don't be a fool!

He will kill us all.

Shut up! Shut up!

Let's go. Move, move. Move.

Hold him down.

Richie.

Here is the peace in death,

that I could not give you in life.

Fuck!

Seth,

are you ok?

I am peachy, Kate.

The world is my oyster.

Except for the fact that I just...

I just rammed a wooden stake...

into my brother's chest because he turned into a vampire.

Even though I don't believe in vampires.

Aside from that...

unfortunate business,

everything is hunky-dory.

I am really, really sorry. Bullshit!

Bullshit!

If it were up to you, if you had half a chance,

you would feed us to those fucks.

Then why didn't I?

I am sorry you lost your brother. I am sorry he is dead.

I am sorry everybody is dead.

But if we are gonna get out of this, we need you clean...

and sober and thinking. Not drunk.

What is that?

Don't know.

First I thought it was just...

birds.

Bats.

Give me a hand.

No!

Hey!

I am sorry.

Come on!

We will take care of this mess,

you go stake the rest of those ugly fucks.

Way ahead of you.

Watch your step.

What's your name, girlie? Kate. What's yours?

Sex Machine. Pleased to meet you, Kate. You, too.

Is everybody ok?

Yeah. I am ok.

Does anybody know what is going on here?

I know what is going on.

We have got a bunch of fucking vampires out there,

trying to get in here and suck our fucking blood,

and that's it, plain and simple.

And I don't wanna hear anything about I don't believe in vampires.

Because I don't fucking believe in vampires,

but I believe in my own two eyes,

and what I saw is fucking vampires.

Now, do we all agree that what we are dealing with is vampires?

Yes.

You too preacher?

I don't believe in vampires but...

I believe in what I saw.

Good for you.

Alright, now that we all agree that we are dealing with vampires,

what do we know about vampires?

Crosses hurt vampires. Do we have a cross?

In the motor home.

In other words, no.

Wait a second. I mean, just look around. We got crosses all over the place.

All you gotta do...

is put two sticks together

and you got a cross. Yeah, he is right.

Peter Cushing does that all the time.

Ok, I will buy that.

So, we got crosses covered. What else?

Wooden stakes in the heart have been working pretty good so far.

And garlic,

sunlight,

holy water.

I am not sure.

Doesn't silver have something to do with vampires?

That's werewolves.

I know silver bullets are werewolves.

But I am sure silver has something to do with vampires.

Well, does anybody have any silver?

Ok.

Then, who cares?

Has anybody here read a real book about vampires,

or are we just remembering what some movie said?

I mean a real book.

You mean like a Time-Life book?

I take it the answer is no.

Ok then...

What do we know about these vampires?

We know they got superhuman strength,

but we can hurt them.

Yeah.

Another thing, though is if you are gonna drive a chair leg through a human,

you better be one strong son of a bitch.

I mean, the human body is...

one rough, tough machine.

But these vamps,

these vamps, they have soft bodies.

The texture of their skin is soft

and they are mushier.

You can push shit right through them.

Conceivably, if you hit one hard enough,

take their head right off.

Actually our best weapon against these...

satanic cocksuckers,

is this man.

He is a preacher.

As far as God is concerned, we might as well all be a piece of shit,

but he is one of the boys.

Only one problem,

his faith is not what it used to be.

I have had enough of your taunts.

I am not taunting you, Jacob.

We need you.

A faithless preacher...

doesn't mean shit to us.

A servant of God,

can take a cross and shove it up these monsters' asses.

A servant of God,

can bless the tap water,

and make it a weapon.

Jacob,

I know why you lost your faith.

How could holiness exist,

if your wife can be taken away from you and your children?

Now, I have always said that God can kiss my ass.

But I just changed my lifetime tune about 30 minutes ago.

Because I know that whatever is out there

trying to get in,

is pure evil, straight from hell.

And if there is a hell,

and those sons of bitches are from it,

then there has got to be a heaven, Jacob.

There is gotta be!

So, which are you?

Are you a faithless preacher,

or are you a mean motherfucking servant of God?

I am a mean...

servant of God.

I don't know if I can take much more of that noise.

Sure you can.

You can take it because you got no choice.

How would you like to spend 24 hours,

of it lying in some muddy ditch,

with nothing but the rotten corpses of your friends to keep you company?

What are you talking about?

I was in Vietnam.

Back in '72.

I was trapped behind enemy lines,

with my entire squad dead.

They thought they had killed everyone.

Except for me,

they was right.

But it was not for their lack of trying.

A grenade,

blew up right beside me.

That's why I am so pretty.

And they start,

pushing all them bodies in on top of me.

And all I could do, was lay there.

Play possum.

Listen to the enemy joke,

laugh,

hour...

after hour...

after hour.

Sex Machine.

Kill them.

Kill them.

So I finally climbed out of this hole

and I sneaked up on the enemy while he was sleeping.

And I killed one.

Two, three, four, five...

When I came to my senses,

I realized...

I had killed an entire VC squad.

Single-handed.

There was...

blood

and chunks of...

yellow flesh,

clinging to my bayonet.

To this day,

I don't remember...

Get him off of me! Get off of me!

Please! Get him off!

No!

Dad!

He fucking bit me.

He fucking bit me.

What are you gonna do about it?

Come on, Sex Machine.

Shit!

Get up! Get up! Up! Come on!

Go!

Fuck!

Wait,

we have to go back for my father.

Your dad is dead, Kate.

He is the light.

The people...

who walk...

in the darkness,

have seen...

the light!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Go! Go!

Oh, Daddy!

Jacob, are you bit?

Yeah.

Motherfuck.

Motherfucking vampires!

I am gonna kill every last one of you godless,

fucking pieces of shit!

You bet you are and I am gonna help you do it.

But we aingt got much time.

You are gonna be ok, are not you?

No, I am not.

I have been bit.

In fact, I am already dead.

Now...

I would say in the next 20 or 30 minutes, our friends outside will bust in this door

and I will probably turn into a vampire within the hour.

Now, you have two choices.

You can wait for me to turn,

then deal with me.

Or we can kick open that door,

and the four of us,

can go at them, hit them with everything we have.

But if we are gonna go at them, we gotta go at them now.

What's this stuff?

My guess is this little dive

has been feeding on bikers and truckers for a long time.

This is probably the shipments they stole off the trucks.

Well I say let's tear this place apart for weapons.

So when they burst through that door, we will make them wish they never did.

I don't care about living or dying anymore.

I just wanna send as many of these devils back to hell, as I can.

Amen.

Loving God, bless this water.

Give us your protection and strength in this our darkest hour. Amen.

Before we go any further,

I need you three to promise me something.

I will fight with you till the bitter end but when I turn into one of them,

I won't be Jacob anymore.

I will be a lapdog of Satan.

I want you three to promise you will take me down,

no different from the rest.

I promise Jacob.

Kate? Scott?

I promise.

Scott?

Yeah, I promise.

Why don't I believe you?

I am gonna ask you two again.

Then I want you to swear to God,

that you will kill me!

If you don't,

I am gonna just kill myself,

right now.

Now, since you need me,

I think you better swear!

Kate.

Do you swear to God,

that when I become one of the undead,

you will kill me?

Kate!

We don't have much time, so I am only giving you to the count of five.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Ok, alright!

I promise I will do it!

Good girl.

Now Scott.

We have even less time, so I am giving you the count of three.

One.

No, you don't believe in suicide.

It's not suicide...

if you are already dead.

Two.

Ok!

Ok.

I will kill you when you change.

I swear to God, in Jesus Christ's name.

Thank you, Son.

Ok, vampire killers.

Let's kill some fucking vampires.

Those who walk in the darkness have seen the light.

In the darkness have seen the light.

In the darkness the light.

Those who walk in the darkness have seen the light.

Kill them all!

Come on! Come on!

Dad?

Dad! No, Dad!

Dad! Dad!

I swear to God, in Jesus Christ's name.

Oh, my God!

Fight now, cry later!

Get the fuck off!

Get off! Get off!

Get them off!

Kill me, Kate.

Just kill me, Kate.

I can't.

How many bullets you have?

I don't know.

Not many.

When you run out, start cold-cocking them. Make them sing for their supper.

Seth.

Should I save the last bullets for us?

No. Use it on the next fuck that tries to bite you.

Shoot more holes.

Shoot more holes!

Just do it. They can't go into the light.

Do it, Kate!

Alright, go.

Hey Seth, don't leave me.

Come here. Come here. Come on!

Come on.

Come on, you!

Come here you, fucks!

Hello?

I am looking for my friend Seth.

Carlos!

Kick in the door!

Go!

Son of a bitch.

What the fuck was going on in there?

What's the matter with you? Are you crazy?

Why,

out of all the godforsaken shit holes in Mexico,

do we have to meet here?

One place is just as good as another.

You ever been here before?

No.

I drove by it a couple times.

It's a rowdy place. It's out in the middle of nowhere.

There will be no cops.

And it's open from dusk till dawn.

Didn't you say you wanted to meet in the morning? Here we are.

Well, since you just picked this place out of a hat,

my brother is dead,

that girl's entire fucking family, is dead!

What were they? Psychos?

They look like psychos? Is that what they looked like?

They were vampires.

Psychos do not explode,

when sunlight hits them.

I don't give a fuck how crazy they are!

Seth,

how can I make it up to you?

You can't make it up to me, Carlos.

Ok. You can't do it.

You can't make it up!

15% instead of 30% for my stay in El Rey,

that's a good start.

Twenty-eight.

My brother is gone. You understand that?

He is gone and he is not coming back,

and that is your fault.

Twenty.

Twenty-five.

Kate.

Go to the RV, get the suitcase.

You look like hell.

You want a cold beer?

I got some in the car.

Come on, they are cold.

I got Mexican and domestic.

Hey, fuck it.

So, how do you like the car?

It's alright.

I said like new. This is a '90.

Hey, it is new, cabron.

Belonged to a drug dealer friend of mine.

Hey, he only drove it, like 14 times in five years.

It's like new, I swear to God.

So, what do I do, follow you?

Yeah, follow me.

Oh is good.

I am sorry.

Yeah, I am sorry, too.

I will see ya. Seth?

You need some company?

Kate, do you know where I am going? Do you know what El Rey is?

No. Hey Seth?

It's time to go.

Go home, Kate.

I may be a bastard, but I am not a fucking bastard.

By LESAIGNEUR Sync & corrections April 2022