All language subtitles for The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - The Beginning (Unrated Cut) (2006) (UHD)

Boss, I need a bathroom break.

Please.

Dear Lord, help me!

Pleasel

Get the hell out of here.

Well, that's what you get
for drinking on the job, Sloane.

Hey, Sloane, take it easy!

Sloane! Sloane!
Damn it, Sloane!

You can do it!

Sloane?

Sloane?

Dear God help us.

...don't say a word

Mama's gonna buy you...

He's so beautiful.

That's the ugliest thing I ever saw.

'Don't worry about it, Tommy,
you don't have to look pretty

'to work down
at the slaughterhouse.'

What's that diseased freak
still doing out here?

We're closed for good now.

Uh... I think he likes it here, sir.

Ain't no reason
for that ugly beast to still be here.

Jess, we need to get that oversized retard
the hell out of here.

Well sir?
- Just you.

Hello, Hewitt.

We're shutting down the place today.
You know that, cos I done told you.

Shutting down for good.

We ain't packing no more meat.

Ain't killing no more animals, so...

You just leave the equipment.
You just get on home now, okay?

No.

You gotta go, I said.

You gotta get the hell out of here,
you dumb animal!

What are you doing?

Shh! Keep your voice down.

This is how you sneak up on 'em,
how you catch "em.

Catch who?

Gooks in the swamp.
- (Giggling)

Eric, the only thing you're gonna catch
in this water is disease.

Chrissie, come on.
- No, I'm not going in that water.

Consider it the last wish of a soldier.
- Oh, no.

No, you've been getting last wishes
this whole past week, G.I. Joe.

And you call yourself a patriot?

You know what I think is patriotic?
- What?

Me driving you across state
to go to Vietnam.

Again.
- You goin' all the way to Vietnam, baby?

No, honey, base camp's
far enough for me, trust me.

Just try to relax, baby.

Cos today I'm going to use
my tongue

in ways the Lord never intended.

How's that sound?
- Okay.

All right now

Baby, it's all right now

Let me tell you now

I took her home to my place

Watching every move
on her face... J

This may come as a shock to you,
but most men are into this kind of thing.

I'm sorry.

I'm just a little distracted, Bailey.

I mean, I just keep thinking...
how does a person go back there?

You know, how do you do that?

It doesn't make him any more heroic
than you, baby, okay?

Yeah, but he thinks
I'm going with him, Bail.

Eric thinks I'm going to Vietham with him.

Yeah, well, he's your brother,
he loves you.

You know he'll get over it, okay?

Just close your eyes.
Let me see your hand.

You're gonna love this.

Can I look?
- Yeah.

Eric, you got that
from a Cracker Jack box!

I had to eat 17 batches
to find the one I wanted.

How many?

Two.
- Okay, girls or boys?

One of each.

And what are their names?

Bonnie and Clyde.
- No.

Come on.
- Bobby and Janis.

And where are us and the kids
gonna live?

California. Right by the water.

Don't leave me.

I ain't never gonna leave you,
beautiful.

I'll give you everything
you want, baby.

Starting with this.

This is what you're gonna tell him:
you're going to walk right up to Eric,

and you're gonna tell him
that you're going to Mexico,

and you're not gonna join him
in this stupid war,

no matter what some draft card says.

Okay?

Oh!

Get your bony ass ready, soldier!
Moving out at 1700 hours.

What's 1700 hours?

You better be getting some, Dean.

What the hell are you still doing here?

Go home.
We're out of business.

You and your family are the only ones
stupid enough to still be living in this town.

Your kind belong in this shithole.

'Operator.'

'‘May I help you?

You're gonna have to speak
more clearly, ma'am.

'l don't understand. You're gonna
have to speak more clearly.'

I'm your friend, Hewitt.

Come on, y'all.
Look alive now.

Take one last look
at that motel over there,

cos this here's your lodging
for the next two days.

What, are you gonna put mints
on our pillows, too?

I'll tuck you in special every night.

Whoo! We're going on a road trip!

Hey, well, I'm the friendly stranger
in the black sedan

Won't you hop inside my car?

I got pictures, got candy,
I'm a loveable man

Take you to the nearest star

And I love you, I need you

I want you,
got to have you, child

Great God in heaven,
you know I love you... J

So, what are you gonna miss the most?

When you're gone, what are you
gonna miss the most?

Fishing for compliments here?
- No, never.

She is fishing.
- I am not.

Come on, tell me.
- Besides you? Nothing.

I mean, family and all, sure,
but Dean's gonna be right there with me.

Right, Deano?
- Hoo-ha.

Oh, cool! Don't you just love a man
on a motorcycle?

It's like Peter Fonda in "Easy Rider."

Hey, guys, don't stare.
Y'all, don't stare at them.

Baby, they're coming a little too close.
- (Dean) Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Stop it!

Hey! Fuck you!

Hey, we better get out of here.
Get down.

Hey! Get off, asshole!

Drive faster!

Man, what the hell's
your problem?

You okay, baby? You're all right?
- Yeah, I'm good.

Thomas in there?
- No, he ain't here.

We got a, uh... we got a situation
on our hands here.

I just came back
from the slaughterhouse.

That 'tarded nephew of yours
killed a man.

Now, I'm gonna have to apprehend him.

I thought you might want
to accompany me,

help finesse the situation,
as it were.

You know what else Jesse was saying?

Honestly, he tells me that you can bring
a horse to "organism" using your finger!

You believe that shit?
No, it's what he said.

Who's the fool that tested that theory out,
I'd like to know.

Goddamn, I wouldn't mind doing it,
but I'm just saying,

a bunch of sore horses running around
out in some farm!

Anyway, staying around this town,

there's no more jobs, no more money,
no more food, it's downright suicidal.

And I'm the last bit
of law enforcement that's left.

Hell, I'm moving to Michigan
next week.

I often ask myself,
"What makes a man a killer?"

I don't mind saying,
if you raised that retard right,

me and you, we ain't taking
this drive right now.

You can't have a creature like that
around normal folk, that's what I'm saying.

He ain't retarded.
He's misunderstood.

Holy shit, there he is!
Jesus Christ.

You stay put. I'll let you know
when I need you.

Put down the weapon, boy!

I seen what you did
back there, Hewitt.

This doesn't have to be difficult,
unless you make it so.

Just put the weapon down.

Don't be stupid.

I think we've got a problem,
Sheriff.

Shit, I just killed the whole
fucking sheriff's department.

Damn, I wondered what that felt like.

You really think you're something
in that outfit, don't you?

Here's your pants.
Supper's on the table.

Ladies love a man in uniform.

‘That slaughterhouse meant more
to this town than them fools'll ever know.'

It's just a matter of time now

before this town's overrun
by bikers and hippies.

Most families have already fled.
Well, I say, let 'em go.

Let them flee to the hills
and the cities

that pollute our air,
and our water and our minds.

Us? We're staying right here.

The ashes of six generations
of Hewitts

have been tilled
into the soil of this farm.

We will never abandon
the place of our birth.

We're on our own now, people.

And alone... we will rise above it all.

People may not remember
what we say here tonight,

but they sure as shit gonna
remember what we do.

Thanks to the good sheriff here,
we ain't gonna go hungry tonight.

Matter of fact, we ain't never
gonna starve again.

Mm-mm-mm.

Charlie, say grace.

Mama, I told you, Charlie's dead.
It's Hoyt now, Sheriff Hoyt.

Lord, thank you for all this bounty

that you've provided for us here
this evening. Amen.

Tommy, you come on in here
and join us for supper.

Come on now, son.

Oh, baby, look!
Come on, can we stop at that store?

It's like the one in California. Please?
- (Eric) Yeah, yeah.

Come on, Bail, you'll love this.
These places have tons of character.

Y'all have some beautiful things
in here, ma'am.

Okay...

It'll take you a little while
to get used to things in 'Nam.

The people, the smells, but...

But what?

You'd be amazed at the things
you can get used to.

Um... is everything okay
with you and Dean?

Uh, what do you mean?

Bailey, come on. You guys have been
exchanging odd glances this whole trip.

Oh...

Excuse me, ma'am, can you tell me
where the bathroom is, please?

Through the back.

Pretty.

But pretty only goes skin-deep.
Ugly is to the bone.

Leave 'em be.

Come on, Bailey. Look,
we've been through a lot together.

Whatever it is, you can tell me.

Me and Dean are going to Mexico.

He's not gonna go with Eric,
and he's not gonna go to Vietnam.

Chrissie? What do you have to say?
- I say, go.

Get the hell away from this war, okay?
Just cling to what you got.

Then, why are you letting Eric go back?

It's just in him.
- What's in him?

The war.
- What do you mean?

Look, you do something long enough,
eventually you start to like it.

Hal

Scared the titties right off her.

Goddamn it.
Broke my mirror.

You think the girls are gonna be all right,
driving back alone after they drop us off?

I'm not worried about them, Dean.

Are you sure you got nothing
to tell me?

Can we go?

You all right?
- Yeah. Let's just go.

You didn't even buy anything, baby.
- It was nothing like the one in California.

I guess we'll just have to go back
to that one, then.

What are you doing, man?

What the hell are you doing?
- I'm not going, Eric.

What do you mean, you're not going?
- I'm not going, Eric!

You think I don't hear you at night, man,

in your sleep, wailing from what
you've done over there?

How could you want that for me?

I'm glad Dad's not here to see this.
- What, his son the coward?

Well, guess what, Eric,
I am not like you, all right?

I am not ready for this shit!

I have no problem with the Vietcong
over in Vietnam or whatever. ..

What the hell do you think
I'm going back for, huh?

I'm going back for you!
- Stop it!

You think you're the only one
who's ever been scared?

You think I wasn't scared?
You think I'm still not scared?

Shut up!

What does she want?

Pull over! Pull over!

Oh, God. Jesus Christ, don't pull over!
- (Dean) Shit, she's got a gun, Eric.

Eric!
- Shut up! Stay calm!

What are we gonna do?
- Ericl

Look out!

Oh, fuck...

Chrissie?

Chrissie...

Buddy? Dean? Deano...

I'm gonna get you help.
I'm gonna find Chrissie.

Chrissie!

Wow, man, I am impressed.

Y'all are tougher than I thought.
- What do you want from us?

Oh... everything.

How about we get this robbery thing
out of the way, huh?

Fuck.

You play along, and I won't have to Kill
this fucking cop or you. Get up!

Glad you're here, officer.
- Oh, I just bet you are.

- Sir...
- You sit down and you stay right there.

You kids okay?

Why don't you step out of the car,
if you don't mind?

She can't move, sir. She needs help.
- Sir... I can't find my girlfriend.

Get a grip
on yourself, son.

Sir, I can't...

Now, that was for your own good.

Okay, come on, kids.
Let's get out of the car now.

Sir, she's really badly hurt.

Right, well, okay, kids.
I'm gonna ask you nicely one more time.

Get out of the fuckin' car,
or I'm gonna blow your fuckin' head off.

Come on, you can make it.

Ooh-ee!
You kids must have been hauling ass.

Look at the fuckin' mess you made.

Hey, hey, hey. Come on now.

I'm just here to help you.
Come on now.

Come on. I ain't gonna hurt you.
- Sir, please.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

You fucking motherfucker!

See there?
That didn't even hurt, did it?

There ain't no fire in this accident.

Which one of you assholes
burned his draft card?

Get on over here, boys.

Come on, get over here!
- No.

Goddamn it, get over here!

Which one of you boys' name
is Dean Hill?

Honey, you're name ain't Dean, is it?

I am, sir. I'm Dean.

Well, hey, Dean.
Good to meet you.

You Kids took one big,
nasty, giant shit

right in my backyard.

Now, we do know that
you're a coward, right, Dean?

I'm gonna to give you a chance
to die a hero.

All right, get her in there,
goddamn it!

I'm starting to think
you like wasting my time, blondie.

Hurry up!

I saw Chrissie.
-You did?

She's okay. Just don't say anything.
- Where is she?

Shut up.

Hey, Monty, come pick up
this damn wreck.

It's about a quarter mile
south of Hodd's place.

There's a motorcycle, too.

Is having a dead biker chick ride shotgun
proper police procedure, sir?

Honey, if that was your mama,

would you want me to stick her
in the trunk like a dead animal?

I just think this is bullshit.

You got something to say
about this bullshit, do you, Dean?

No, sir.

You wouldn't lie to me,
would you, Dean?

Where's the gun?

You looked through all this shit
on the road?

'Is that how we agreed you'd
address me over official FCC airwaves?'

No, "Sheriff".

Oh...

Pretty little rascal, ain't you?

Don't you have to read us our rights
or something, Sheriff?

Who in the hell put you assholes
in charge, anyway?

You see, that badge is the authority
around here.

And I ask the questions.

And what brings you kids here?

Sir, we were just passing through,
on my way to re-enlist, sir.

A doughboy. Hot damn.

I was in the army myself
almost a year.

Marines, sir.
- Six of one, half dozen of the other.

Hal Don't make no damn difference.

You look kind of young to me.
Where was you stationed?

Vietnam, sir.

Vietham. Really?

You kill any commies?
- Uh, a handful of gooks, sir.

Where are you taking us?
Where are you taking us, sir?

How was it over there?

Well, it's a... it's a different culture.

But you'd be amazed at the things
you get used to over there, sir.

You don't say?

This the sheriff station?

No, it's Mama's house.

Oh! Don't even think about it here.

What are we gonna do?

I'm gonna Kill this motherfucker.

Hey!

You kids best not be making a mess
in my car, or you'll clean it up.

He knows, Eric.
- (Eric) What?

He knows you're not me.
- No, he doesn't, Dean.

Stay the course.

Come on, boy, get over here!

What is that?
- Get the lead out of your ass!

Come on, big guy!

What is that?

Go ahead,
get her on out of there.

Come on, Private!

Help me, God.
- I'm gonna get us out of here, okay?

Dean! Stay with me.
I need you to be a soldier.

People are gonna come
looking for 'em, I know it.

You have made a big mistake.
Boy, are you dumb.

Nobody's gonna miss those creatures,
not one person.

Not now, not when they gone.

Let's see. Anything in here?
No. A bunch of shit.

Oh...

You little bastard,
I know you've got more in there.

Oh...

Ah.

Come on, Tommy, ain't no different
than the slaughterhouse.

Meat's meat, bones is bones.

Get it done.

My daddy always told me...

...that if you wanna be a good farmer,
you gotta keep your livestock clean.

Clean goat is a happy goat.

What the hell do you want
from us, man?

Are you happy yet?

Hey!

Hey, help us.
Help us down, please.

I don't get involved in his affairs. No.

Please, help me.

Please, please.

No! Nol!

Help me! No!

Nol

No!
- Bailey.

I didn't know.
- Didn't know what?

I didn't know you were going
back there for me.

Let's figure out how to get
out of here, Dean.

By God, I'm gonna make a soldier
out of you yet!

No! Please, please!

Are you ashamed of your country, Dean?

No, please! No!

What do you think, soldier?

What would be the proper
punishment for treason?

Just please let him go, sir.
Nol

I can't make out a word you're saying,
you know that, asshole?

You're killing him, sir! Please!

No, no, no! Please, sir!

Ain't nothing I hate worse
than a draft-dodgin' hippie protester.

I'm Dean! It was my draft card!

It was my draft card,
it was my draft card...

And you'd just stand here
and let him die.

Sir, could you let him breathe, please?

Please, can you let him breathe?

My apologies.
- Ericl

Oh...

Well, so now you want to play soldier.
Is that it?

Your brother saved your life.

I'm gonna fucking cut your head off.

Yeah, you just keep
sweet-talking me, dumpling.

Help me!

Back in 1952, Korean War,

yours truly was a P.O.W.

That's "Prisoner Of War" for you,

and I know what in the hell
I'm talking about.

Used to be Sergeant Major Hoyt.

Back in those days,
there wasn't no rules.

No regulations like there are today.

You got captured,
you had two choices...

You starve to death or survive.

Now, you had to eat.
Rations were scarce.

So, well, about once a week...

...some poor soul was chosen.

Chosen?

You fucking idiot!
I just told you we had to eat!

Ain't you listening to me? Huh?

I'd say that's the ultimate sacrifice
for your country, wouldn't you?

Why are you doing this?

Got to get you cleaned up.
We're gonna have company.

You don't want to look dirty
for company, do you, huh?

This is your lucky day!

Now, what happens if you kids drive
all the way up to Austin,

just to find out that you don't even
qualify to be in the army?

I'm concerned about
your physical fitness here.

Now, doesn't that make you
feel special?

Huh? Don't it?
- Please.

That would be, "Please, Sheriff."

You got it?
- Please, Sheriff.

Hey, boy, there you go.
I knew you could do that.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

How would you like to just stand
right up here today,

and just walk right on
out of here, huh?

I'd like that, Sheriff.
- Yeah, well, freedom ain't free.

You know that, right?
What you gonna do is twenty push-ups.

Twenty push-ups stand
between you and freedom.

This shit is what heroes are made of,
you know?

Well, come on, I'm waiting!

Let's get with the program, sunshine!
Come on, you can do it!

Get those push-ups now!
- No!

Shh... Now, don't cry.
Don't cry.

No... nol

You shut your cocksucker,
you son of a bitch!

One!

Whoa, that was a really fine
push-up there. One...

Two! We got ourselves a regular
American hero here, ain't we?

Three.
- Come on, sweetheart!

Hush, little baby

Don't say a word...

Mama's gonna buy you
a mockingbird...

Eight!

What's it gonna be? You're gonna be
the motherfucker who eats?

Or are you gonna be
the poor sorry motherfucker who gets ate?

If that mockingbird don't sing...

Mama's gonna buy you
a golden ring...

Don't give up, Dean!
Show this motherfucker!

Show me you ain't as fucked up as the rest
of your useless goddamn generation.

Eighteen! Aargh!

If that golden...

Come on!
- Nine...

...is gonna buy you a looking glass...

Go!

That's only half of one.
That don't count, boy!

Don't give up, Dean!

Twenty.
- Yeah!

Don't cry.

Aargh!
- Nol!

I never had me a little girl.

Got more guts
than I thought you had, boy.

I'm a man of my word.
You're free to go.

I'm gonna fucking kill you!

My money says
he ain't going nowhere.

Stop!

Please, stop!

Stop!

Please stop!

Look, my friends, they...

They have my friends, okay? They're
in a house over there through the woods.

Look, they have your friend.

They took your friend.

I saw you both at the store.

He shot her.
The sheriff shot her.

Show me where.

Weather's been so hot lately.

It's important to drink your liquids,
you know?

The body needs to hydrate.

I got me some of that breakfast tea.
That's what they call it.

And I fixed me up
a batch of that and I had it

over a big fruit jar of ice
with plenty of sugar.

And I had that breakfast tea
for dinner.

Tastes like paradise.

Not a bit of difference.
- lced tea?

Yeah, iced tea.

You know what else is good?

lced coffee.
- Oh.

Delicious.
With them little cinnamon sprinkles.

Dean? Dean!

Dean, you did good.
But we gotta hide, okay?

Come on. Come on!

Do you have any idea
where the hell we're going?

Yes, it's...
it's here somewhere.

Sometimes, I just can't
stop eating them little chocolates.

They're so good.

I put coconut in them.
- Oh, sweet Jesus.

Onh!

Hoyt! Hoyt!

Come here! Hoyt!

Hoyt! Hoyt!

He's in here!
- Eric! Eric!

Shut your mouth!
- Oh, my.

Okay...
- He's here! He's herel The little bastard!

There's keys over there
on the counter.

Damn youl!
A man's home is his fucking castle!

What the fuck are you doing in here?

Help! Help!

Hey!

Find the truck, go! I'll get Dean!

I'll get Dean!
- (Hoyt) Unlock the door!

Thomas! Thomas, get up here!
I need youl!

Come on, Dean, come on.

Hey! Get back here, you skinny bitch!
- (Engine revving)

No!

Come on, we're gonna get out of here.

Dean, go! Go!
Come on, shoot me, you asshole!

You're not a soldier!
You hold that gun like a fucking girl!

- Get out of my way.
- You're not a candy-ass, are you, Sheriff?

Pull the fucking trigger!

I ain't finished with you yet.

Well... let's just go see
if we caught anything.

Well, well, well, it's a good thing
you didn't go to Vietnam.

Something like this might've happened.

You don't like playing with me anymore
because I'm a pussy, that's what you said.

Well, my nephew Tommy
ain't no pussy.

Maybe you want to play with him
for a little while.

That's it.

Okay, so what are we gonna do?
- We? I'm gonna get my girlfriend.

No, no, look.
What about my friends?

What?
- My friends.

Fuck your friends.
You're on your own.

You asshole!

Shit.

Dean. Dean.
Oh, fuck. Thank God.

What happened?

Chrissie. Oh, thank God.
- Oh, Jesus Christ.

No, no, no. Don't!
- I'm sorry.

Just stay still.
Okay, are you okay? You're okay.

They're psycho.

Come on, where's Eric and Bailey?
Come on.

In the house.

You need to go get help, Chrissie.
Okay?

There's no help to go for.

I have to go in there.
You're gonna stay here.

I'm gonna come get you, okay?
- Okay.

Don't you think
you're gonna go anyplace, huh?

Oh, I love you.

No! Come on!
You don't have to do this, man, please.

No! No. Nol

You don't have to do this.

You son of a bitch!

Fuck youl!

Fucker.

Huh?

What the fuck...
Aargh! Oh, shit!

Aargh! He shot me!
- Shut up! Shut up! Where's the girl?

I'm gonna blow your head off.
Tell me where the girl is.

I'm shot! Shit! Aargh...

How many times I gotta tell you
not to play with guns?

Oh, Jesus, oh...

Now look what you've done
to yourself.

I didn't do it.
- Stop your damn whining, Uncle Monty.

Mama, get some towels in here.
Uncle Monty made a mess...

Sheriff.

Who in the hell are you?

What do you want, boy?
- I want my girl.

Take me to her,
or I'm gonna blow your head off!

Okay, all right.

Where is she?
- Thomas!

Hey! Do not fuck around.
Where is the girl? Come on.

Help me!

Thomas?
Thomas, where're you at?

Eric, are you okay?

What are you doing here?
You gotta get out of here.

You're gonna be okay.
- How bad is it? Tell me.

No! No!
- I can't feel it.

I'm gonna get you...
- Did he cut it off?

I can't feel it.
- No! No, no...

I'm cold.

How... how many?

Three.
- Boys or girls?

All boys.

What are their names?

Paul and Christopher...

...and Eric.
Okay, okay. It's gonna be okay.

I promise. I promise, okay?

Take it easy. There she is.

Help me.

That's not her.
- Shit, that ain't her.

You don't want to see the other girl.

Just shoot him!

You dumb son of a bitch.

Get him, Tommy, come on!

Damn itl Come on, Tommy,
this is one of those assholes

who used to fuck with you
in the schoolyard, Tommy!

Come on, Tommy, get over here!
Get that thing going!

Let's go, Tommy! Come on!

There you go!
Crank it up! Let's go!

Let him have it, asshole! Yeah!

You beautiful bastard, you!

You fucking asshole!

You son of a bitch,
comin' in my fucking house!

Oh, God.
- You have to get out of here.

No, no, no.
- Get out of here.

No!
- Yes, Chrissie, please.

Hide!

What are you doing?

Don't. No...

Thomas?

Tommy?

Thomas, quit playing
with your fuckin' dolls and get up here!

I'm glad you brought your little buddy.

Hmm, I like your new face.

Come on, Tommy, get up here.

Please! Please!

Help!

Help!

Please, please,
somebody help!

Now this will take
your fever down, all right?

See what you done?

You killed that sheriff,
and you started up a whole whirlwind.

Mama, please stop
your damn bellyaching.

Uncle Monty, I love you.

You know that, and I always do
what's right by you, don't I?

And you trust me, don't you?
- Yeah, I trust you. Just do something.

Take care of him.

Get in here, boy!
- Ow!

Oh, I'm sorry.
Tommy!

Now, this ain't gonna hurt...

...much.

What's that on your face?

Mama, you get over there
and hold Uncle Monty!

Why?
- Cos he won't like this much, that's why.

No!
- What the fuck is this?

Surgery. Come on, Tommy.
- What? No! Stop!

Oh, bullshit. Look at that!
Now, Tommy, that's goddamn sloppy.

That'll get infected.
Even him up. Come on.

Huh?
- What?

Sheriff, no, stop!
- No!

There you go.
Nice work, Tommy.

What did you do that for?

Balance.

I'll get Tommy to wrap this up.

Please, somebody help!

Okay. Shh!

You're gonna be okay, okay?
Shh, shh, I'm sorry.

It's okay. You're safe.

They know you're here.

I'll have Mama throw
on another plate for supper.

You can stay?

I think we need a little more garlic
in this one.

Mama, a little more garlic in this one.

I'll go set the table.

Oh, shit!

It's okay, Mama.
Just wash it off, it'll be fine.

Don't step on the fingers.

What the hell are they doing
on the floor, anyway?

Good thing you keep a clean house.

I wonder whose tongue this is.
- That's that fuckin' biker.

Hush little baby,
don't say a word

Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird

If that mockingbird don't sing

Mama's gonna buy you
a golden ring

If that golden ring turns brass

Mama's gonna buy you
a looking glass...

Why are you doing this?

No talking until after
I've said grace, asshole.

Now...

...let's give thanks for the bounty
that's been given us.

Bow your heads.

I was hungry,
and he gave me meat.

I was thirsty,
and he gave me drink.

I was a stranger,
and he took me in.

This family has endured
through adversity and pain.

- We have endured.
- Dean!

We have prevailed.

We will never ever go hungry again.

Amen.

I have a question for you.

One that involves the family tree,
the lineage, if you will.

So I guess this one's for the table.

You guys fuck all your cousins,
or just the ones you find attractive?

You blasphemous bitch!

This is redemption, lady!
That's what this is!

Oh, you're all gonna pay for your sins.
That's right!

And especially you!

Mama... go take care of Uncle Monty.

You know what, Mama?
I don't think this one likes your cooking.

But who gives a shit?

She's gonna be sucking her soup
through a straw

for some time to come now,
ain't she?

Come on, Monty, take a sip.

You gotta have something
to build up your strength.

Just do it.

Just do whatever you're gonna do,
you bunch of degenerates!

I will not have you speak ill
of this family.

Come on, now,
open your mouth.

No... no.

Set her free, child.

Ah! Nol

No! No! No! Nol!

No! Nol!

Take that one downstairs!

No, you stay away from me,
you fucking animall!

You get the fuck away from me! No!
Get your hands off me!

You dirty animal! No!
Dean! Dean!

Can't you see?
Your friend ain't with us no more.

No! No! Nol

Here we go.

Dean! Help! No! No!

Hey!

Where in the hell you going, bitch?

She's gonna tell 'em all
what we done.

There comes a time
when every boy becomes a man.

You motherfucker!

Now we'll see what kind of soldier
you are, Sheriff.

One!
That was beautiful form, Sheriff.

Two!
Halfway doesn't count, dickhead!

Three! Is that all you got?
Is that all you fucking got?

Fucker! You killed my girlfriend!

You fucking asshole! Fuck you!

My money says
you're not going anywhere.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Chrissie!

'From 1969 to 1973,

'the Hewitt family murdered
33 people across the state of Texas.

"To this day, their killing spree
is universally considered

‘one of the most notorious
and perversely sadistic crimes

'In the annals of American history.

'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.'