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Lord make my shot aim straight towards her head and bring her to hell.

Lord give me strength, make my shot aim clear and true.

Jonathan

Come Closer

Hello.

Who’s there?

Hello?

Hello, brother.

The wood will not chop itself!

Fireplace is almost bare.

Here I find you mooning about.

This should be enough.

You think so?

Because I think, that’s barely enough to last us the night.

Christ

Must I be responsible for all your undoings, Jonathan?

Give it here.

Take that inside.

And make yourself useful for supper.

Your just in time to help with the stew.

Let me guess.

Vegetables again?

It would be a different story if you boys took to hunting a little bit more.

Uncle Jonathan look!

What did I say about playing with the hoop in the house?

You know what, boyo?

I think you mamma is missing a very important ingredient in this stew.

What is she missing?

I think she missing just a little bit of...

You! Arghhhh!

Um.

Would you mind, taking over?

Oh, Of course, yeah.

Damn thing’s off balance.

Mkay...

As if you could do better.

You chop wood like the Jackson boy up the road with the skull fracture.

How would you know? You never even let me shoot.

See.

Now the phrase there is “let you”.

Cause if you were a man, you would just take it.

But you’re not a man are you?

You’re more of a...

William!

Stove’s acting up, I can’t get the fire right and I’ll burn the bread.

I need your hands on the damper.

Is everything alright?

Of course!

I was just showing my brother here how I defend my family.

What the hell are you doing!

It’s not off balance.

Now listen.

If you have any intention of joining us for supper.

You will lower that peacemaker.

And you will not show yourself before sundown.

I’m this close Lucy.

He just wants to be with you.

Come here

Come to me

Hello?

What brings you here stranger?

I’m lost.

No.

What troubles you?

Uh...

I love a woman who is not mine.

She is bound to my brother, a man without mercy.

But... But... But

I know she loves me.

If not for his chains, she would be mine.

You seek to free her from him so she can bound to you?

Yes.

Yes, I’m...

I’m what she needs. Her and the boy.

The boy?

The son.

Thomas.

I’m fond of him and...

He’s fond of me.

If it’s freedom you seek for both of them.

You must bring me proof of her feelings towards your brother.

Only then can I help you.

You are speaking non sense William, you know he means well.

The man is a dog.

Livin’ off scraps.

He’s worn out his welcome.

He is your brother, William I will not let you cast him out.

Family or not, he doesn’t do his share.

He’s not right.

Always staring at people without speaking.

Always looking at you.

He has been nothing but kind to Thomas and

I, and I will not have you saying otherwise.

You think I don’t notice the way he stares at you.

Like he’s got a claim to something that ain’t his.

There is sin brewing in this house.

Sin that a husband should never have to bare witness to.

You are making a claim to preposterous fiction.

I am not blind, and I’ve run out of patience.

Lucy?

Are you alright? I heard a commotion.

Nothing you need to worry over.

Help me with these, would you?

You’re a kind man.

I am trapped in the life that is mine, but does not feel like my own.

William is a strong man, but his strength is a wall I cannot climb.

I speak, and my words drift past him like the

wind through the fields, unheard and unnoticed.

At night, I lie beside him feeling the cold space between us.

Knowing that no matter how much I long for warmth, he will never reach for me first.

I try to remind myself that love is not always soft.

That perhaps his way of loving me is through duty and obligiation.

But I want more.

Then there is Jonathan.

Jonathan, who listens when I speak.

Who laughs with Thomas.

Who brings light into a home that feels so heavy.

There’s a gentleness in him that I did not realize I was starving for.

I should not think about it. Should not notice the

way he looks at me when William is not watching.

He is my husbands brother, and I am a wife who made vows before god.

And yet.

When Jonathan speaks to me in that soft voice.

When he offers the kindness that William never does.

I wonder what it would feel like to be loved in

a way that does not feel like a burden to bare.

What did you bring me stranger?

A page, from her diary.

It speaks of her true feelings for William.

Yes. Let me see it.

She does not love him.

Yes, exactly like I said. Can you help me now?

You must first confess how you truly feel. In person.

Your souls must connect and your hearts must beat as one.

I can’t just tell her.

Confessions have consequences.

But you must follow through no matter what happens.

Only then will she truly love you Jonathan.

Is that all I have to do?

No.

Bring me what sits upon her chest, a relic, that feels

her heart beat as you confess how you truly feel.

Do you like it?

What?

The necklace, do you like it?

It’s, quite lovely.

It suits you.

What’s so lovely about it?

Uh... Well uh.

For-

Oh please.

Do not stop being a love struck fool on my account, Jonathan.

William we was just talkin’.

Were you now.

About what?

Necklaces?

I... I was just saying, it was the proper choice the lady made.

Lovely choice.

Isn’t that right?

You know what I see?

I see a grown man.

Living in my house.

Eating my food.

Wearing my patience.

Flirting with my wife.

William that’s not-

You will not... Will not speak on this.

Not one word.

You think.

Because father didn’t beat you as he did me.

That you’re special.

Because my mother held you as her own that we’re brothers.

You are a bastard.

You are a bastard that they couldn’t leave out in the rain.

If it wasn’t for their faith.

You’d a been buried six feet in the ground.

It was never my intention to upset you, William.

And how long you think I’m gonna put up with this?

Now that mama isn’t here to protect you.

You best get right with yourself before it is too late.

There ain’t nothin’ happening between us William.

You are my brother.

For your sake, I hope you’re right.

That horse got a name?

Axle.

Axle?

That’s a good name.

It reminds me of the story about the two horses.

One big one small.

Never heard of it?

No.

Well.

There was these two horses see?

The older one was big.

Fast.

Used to being the best.

Thought that, because he could run circles around the little one that made him better.

Stronger.

Faster.

But the little one.

He had something the big one didn’t.

He was clever.

They both wanted the same mare but...

The big one thought that just because he was bigger, stronger, faster.

She’d pick him.

So he made sure to show the little one who was in charge.

Kept him on the outskirts.

Always reminding him he wasn’t fast enough to keep up.

But the little one.

He didn’t rush.

The big horse might of had those fast legs but the little one.

He had patience.

The smarts to see things clearly.

When the mare saw it.

Saw how the big one was all flash and no heart she realized.

That the little one was the only one who really cared.

And he wasn’t even trying to prove anything, he was just...

There.

For her.

For himself.

So when the time came.

She chose the little one.

And the big one...

Yeah, he didn’t see it coming.

Not at all.

Let’s go inside for supper.

Come on.

I’ll race you.

Ready, go!

Thomas, eat your carrots.

But I’m full mama.

Thomas.

Don’t talk back to your mama like that.

She went through alot of trouble to make this meal.

Just like she does every night.

Okay... Fine...

I for one, love your mama’s cooking.

I clean my plate up.

Every. Single. Night.

Jonathan please!

Jonathan!

I for one appreciate you, appreciating my cooking.

Jesus Christ.

Was your words not good enough for him?

Is he his father now?

William he was just trying to help.

William, I never meant-

Do not! Do not, speak to me at this table.

Boy!

Your mothers words not good enough for you?

No sir it is.

Sometimes boys just need stronger words.

He’d find stronger words from a bitch in heat.

Can we please just eat in peace.

Please.

When are you gonna take a hint?

You are a guest in my house. Nothing more.

And stop looking at my wife like that!

You can’t talk to your wife and son like that.

My wife.

My son.

You don’t get to make decisions for them, and there is nothing you can do about that.

I care about them.

Like their my own.

Ain’t nothin’ you can do about that.

Pack your things. For tomorrow, you are no longer welcome in my house!

You’re not a man, you’re a waste.

Of space. Of time. Of life.

It was me who took her to bed every night.

While you listened.

You sad milksop.

Kill him.

I wanted to talk to you.

It’s not your fault.

Okay?

This is between him and I.

He... He just doesn’t understand the nature of our

relationship. He’s blown it all out of proportion.

I’m sorry things have gotten so rotten between you two.

The nature of our relationship.

Well...

He acts as if there’s... There’s some, love affair going on. It’s preposterous, but-

Preposterous?

What do you want Lucy?

That man treats you no better than a piece of chopping wood.

There’s something I must tell you.

It’s at the utmost importance.

I will come back when William has gone to tend to chopping wood.

Maybe give him some time-

Tell Thomas not to worry.

I’ll be back for you both.

Kill him.

You must be pretty lost to be all the way out here stranger.

If I am lost, then you are too.

I am exactly where I’m meant to be.

And so are you.

I don’t believe in fate.

But you do feel it, don’t you?

That pull on your ribs, dragging you back.

Towards her.

How do you know this?

The Witch.

And what is it she commands of me?

You must tell the one you love how you truly feel.

No matter what happens.

Jonathan, what are you doing here?

Lucy. I need to talk to you.

Please.

Take a short walk with me.

If your brother comes back and I’m not here-

Please Lucy just... A short walk. I’ll have you back

in no time, he’ll never even know you were gone.

Alright.

What’s troubling you.

You can tell me.

I know you and William aren’t the best at communicating but I’m...

I’m here for you.

You’re family. And little Thomas just loves-

Jonathan!

No let go of me, get off of me!

Lucy, I-

How dare you disrespect your brother like

that, disrespect me like that. I am his wife!

Lucy, I...

Lucy I... I love you.

And I love Thomas, as if he were my own son.

My brother is a tyrant.

A tyrant?

Do you hear yourself?

He is a good man. A strong man!

Do I not show you strength?

I see the way you look at me.

The way Thomas looks at me.

We can run away together.

You know in your heart that I’m the better man.

Enough!

I will not let you berate me any longer!

From this day forth you are no longer welcome

in my house, no longer welcome near my family!

And if you ever come back so help me god Jonathan, William...

Will kill you.

Lucy wait.

Lucy wait wait, please wait. Stop!

Lucy.

You can’t tell William. I beg of you.

I’m not myself right now, please forgive me. I...

I must of fallen ill with some sort of fever.

Some sort of demon. I...

I just-

I can’t...

I will never touch you again, I promise.

What kind of wife would I be if I hid something of this nature from her husband?

I’m sorry...

Lucy, Lucy!

Let go of me!

You will not do this to me!

You will not do this to me! You’re mine!

Let go of me-

Stop! Ah!

We will be together.

You made me do this.

You hear me, you made me do this!

You’re mine.

You hear me!

Lucy?

Oh my god...

Oh my god...

I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

I brought you her locket.

I told her I loved her.

You killed her.

I did what you asked!

I told her how I felt.

You poor boy. Your love only brings you damnation.

Bring her back to me.

You said you would bring her back!

She must love me and only me!

What say you? Witch!

If you want her back, bring me the heart of the one who loves her more than you!

Uncle Jonathan?

Shhhhh.

Let’s go upstairs and I’ll tell you a story.

Go on.

Once there was a poor, but good man who lived at the edge of a dark forest.

He had a son.

His joy.

Each morning, he went to work to keep a roof over their heads.

And each evening his son greeted him with a smile.

One night, a knock came.

Cold crept in like a snake.

Pale as ice.

Eyes hollow.

She said nothing.

When the man went to speak, she vanished with the wind.

The next morning the boy fell ill.

A fever like fire took him.

For 3 days the man sat at his sons bedside, holding his hand.

But on the fourth night.

When the moon was high.

The boy’s breathing slowed.

The man begged his son to wake.

But he did not move.

It was then the man realized that...

The only reason he wanted his son to wake.

Was to end his own suffering.

For the boys suffering was over.

And the mans had only just begun.

Goodnight Thomas.

It’s almost over Thomas.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry!

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

Bring it to me, under the moons bleeding eye. A gift of flesh or love will cry.

Once midnight strikes, the spell will die.

Jonathan.

Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick Tock.

Jonathan.

Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock.

You must be quite the adventurer to be out here all on your own stranger.

Woah, easy there now. Let’s not get too hasty.

We would of tagged you a mile back if we thought you’d be no use to us.

Got the best rifleman in the midwest right here.

“Use” to you?

Oh well yeah, well see we’ve been watching you.

No one comes up this ways unless there lookin’ to

collect a bounty or there on a personal journey and such.

And you ain’t no bounty hunter.

How do you know?

Look like we got ourselves a real joker here boss.

You should really stick to milkin’ cows boy.

How do I know he asks me?

Tell ya how I know.

Once you’ve been chased by enough bounty hunters, you start to catch their scent.

As for you my friend, well you’ve got a different kind of stink on you.

Look I’ll cut to the chase, alright.

As of recent events, we’ve come up short a man.

Which, actually is to your very benefit at this moment.

Wait.

You want me to join your posse?

Oh I didn’t exactly say “join” now did I?

What I’m implying is, for this upcoming chain

of events we’re gonna find ourselves in.

We sure could use the extra gun.

And that knife.

I like that knife.

Indeed.

That is a beautiful knife.

That would come in useful too in upcoming ventures.

What do I get out of it?

Tell you what, I’ll make a deal with ya.

First we’re gonna look inside that satchel of yours.

Whatever we find in there.

We’ll let you keep 10%.

That doesn’t sound like a fair trade to me.

Nice and easy now journey man.

God damn, shoot him!

You hear that? He’s out boss.

Yeah, I heard it.

You’re outnumbered boy!

The hell?

Did you bring me what I asked for?

Yes.

I brought what you asked.

Now bring her back to me.

Like you promised.

Mmmm, I see. And what is it that I asked you to bring me?

You asked me to bring you the heart.

So I brought it.

I brought you...

His heart.

Yes.

The heart of a pure soul.

Uncle Jonathan?

You must feast on his heart, for your beloved to walk again.

You are bound by blood. By shadow. By flame.

Through sarrow eternal you’ll carry her name.

Her tears shall chain you, her hunger your creed.

Her child your burden, their anguish your seed.

Rise! My vessel!

Through grave, through despair.

Love forged through torment.

The livings nightmare.

Go to your beloved, Jonathan.

Lucy?

Jonathan...

So you’re alive?

Lucy’s gone.

Boy as well.

I... I woke up and...

No. No footprints in the snow. No sign of where they could of gone. Nothing.

How long have they been gone?

A week?

Maybe more?

I’ve been out of my head, thinking they’d just walk back through the door.

Someone in town helped them.

Helped them slip through. That souless bitch-

She must of taken the boy.

She wouldn’t of left without him.

Boy always favored his mother.

I tried to make him stronger.

Look what happened.

It’s not your fault, William.

I was sure it was you.

I was sure of it.

You’d taken my wife. My son.

That’d you finally acted on all that sulking and skulking around.

But here you are.

Loyal.

Like the hound.

Maybe you do have some spine after all.

Father never thought it.

Neither did I, but...

I... I was a fool.

Jonathan I...

I wanted to make you stronger.

You’re stronger then I thought. You never-

Never ran off on me, you didn’t turn your back.

Perhaps.

Father and I misjudged you.

What is it?

Jonathan

Hey!

What is it?

Nothing.

I uhhh...

I just better get some rest.

That’s a good idea.

It’s a good idea.

Jonathan.

Jonathan.

Where you going?

Morning.

Your leaving?

Well I figured.

Now that you have returned.

You can look over the house now.

Lucy’s gone.

The boy as well.

And I don’t suppose their coming back.

But they might.

You never know?

I can’t stay another night in this house.

I will lose my damn mind.

I see her in every room.

Sitting by the window.

Knitting by the fire.

And Thomas.

I see him every time I close my eyes.

I can’t carry on like this, Jonathan.

Can’t keep pretending their still here.

You’re just gonna leave me here?

All by myself?

You’ve always wanted what was mine.

Well here it is.

Jonathan.

Jonathan.

Jonathan!

Let me in!

It hurts so bad!

Hold me my love...

Take the pain away.

Leave this place! I did not ask for this!

Jonathan.

Jonathan.

Jonathan.

Hold me my love.

Take the pain away.

Jonathan

Jonathan

Stay away!

Stay away from me!

Stay away!

Stop tormenting me!

What!

What?

Your not alone anymore.

This is not how I wanted things to run out.

How can I help you find peace.

You must end your suffering first.

End your suffering.

Come to me Jonathan.

Hello?

William!

You’re a disgrace.

Coward.

Where are you?

Show yourself!

You coward!

I said show yourself.

Right here little brother.

What?

I hate you.

I hate you!

Kill him.

Jonathan.

Come to me.

End your suffering.

Are you ready my love?

Are you ready to finally be a family?

I’m ready.

At sunrise.

She will be on the ridge.

You will follow her and your suffering will finally end.

Come to me.

End your suffering Jonathan.

Hello?

Will you join us, William?