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I never believed anyone was born evil.

They changed my mind.

They planned to eat me.

And I'm...

Sailing for calm waters and a new job in Southern California.

Well, the truth is, the big boys took the corporate jet.

And I took a rent at Movington.

I'm not sure why I'm telling you all this.

It doesn't really have anything to do with my current situation.

Except that if I hadn't made a deal with the devil, I wouldn't be in hell now.

I'd be in New York.

And out of a job.

The living room's coming along.

Want to take a break?

I am taking a break.

I'll be at the pool if you need me.

Okay.

Look at this, a baby blue Ford Mustang.

Look.

Oh, no, no. We need a Volvo or something.

What? A family car, Richard, not a project.

It's creepy.

It's creepy? What do you mean it's creepy?

It looks like it hasn't been driven for 40 years. Creepy.

Well, it says here it runs great.

It's fucking sweet. It's gorgeous.

We need fucking reliable, Richard, not fucking sweet.

It's time to grow up.

I got rid of my Harley, didn't I?

I left my friends and family, didn't I?

Oh, that's not fair.

I didn't have to be transferred, Karen.

Oh, I'm sorry, Rich.

I should be happy you didn't get fired. Yeah.

Everyone else in your department did.

Hey, Karen.

You know what? You're right.

I'll sit in the trash for me, and I'll go look at some bubbles.

All right? You happy?

I'll put the bed together.

What do you think?

Maybe this California air is good for you.

Maybe.

In Hollywood, they say you're as good as your last picture.

Well, in life, you're as good as your last decision.

Smallest decisions lead to your biggest mistakes.

Christ, you almost gave me a heart attack.

But anyway, it's a low in Zapotec.

There are 58 varieties of Zapotec still spoken today in Mexico.

The high pitch is a mark of respect.

Dr.

Everett Hutchins.

Richard Rubin's pleasure.

So are you a Spanish teacher?

Anthropologist, Mr. Rubin.

Would you care to see my fedora and whip?

Just turn over the old girl's engine.

What's the matter?

Is it knocking? I didn't hear anything. What is it?

My wife and I used to travel the world, Mr. Rubens.

In our travels, we have experienced the customs of many cultures, many of which

are extremely taboo to our own.

My wife doesn't get out much anymore.

I'm going to get out of here.

Sorry if I wasted your time, but the truth is, I'm not really looking to buy.

All right.

Open this door. I'm calling the police.

How about some lemonade?

Fresh squeezed.

I made it myself.

I don't want any fucking lemonade.

All right? I just want to go home.

Open this goddamn door, lady.

I'll leave it there if you could get thirsty.

What are you doing?

Is that the key?

Huh?

Is that the key to this door?

Give me the fucking key!

Open this fucking door right now! Open this fucking door right now!

Mr. Rubens, I do hope you can get your temper in check.

The fuck is this?

What the fuck is this?

You can't keep me here! You can't... Stop this door.

The hell are you doing?

Oh, for God's sake, you can't keep me here!

Now you know how it feels to be kept in the dark.

Look, Dennis, I'm so sorry, man.

Yeah.

Sorry's not gonna cut it this time, asshole.

I'd say breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

I apologize that we got off to... Such a rocky start.

It was rude not to introduce myself.

I'm Gloria Hutchins, but please, call me Gloria.

Now eat, Mr. Rubens, and we'll let you listen to your messages.

Look, Gloria, I'm not that hungry, all right?

I just have to... You know what?

Yeah, if you let me listen to my messages, maybe I'll have an appetite.

Your messages.

Everett transferred them to the cassette for you. Oh, I want to listen to them

on my cell phone, right? Not this.

I can tell I'm going to enjoy your sense of humor, Mr. Rubin.

Please don't surprise me with a weird color.

Call me. I need you to pick up some cleaning supplies.

Okay, seriously, Rich. You've been gone six hours.

I didn't realize this was going to take all day.

Is this your idea of getting out of dirty work?

Call me. This is getting ridiculous.

Yeah, Rich.

Damn it.

Yeah, I just wanted to call and congratulate you on coming to be fucking

us. How long did you know that they were going to shut the department down?

What, a month?

Two months? What, a whole fucking quarter?

I wanted to sit at your desk and just lie to us for a whole goddamn fucking

year.

Jesus Christ, man. You're not the only person in the fucking family.

You know, if I had the money, I would fly to sunny California just to kick

fucking ass!

This isn't funny. I'm getting worried.

You've got 15 minutes to call me. I swear to God. You better have a good

Richard, where are you?

We checked all the hospitals.

The police won't do anything.

They said this happens all the time.

People run away.

Did she run away?

Richard?

I imagine SWAT teams crashing through the walls to rescue me.

Something. The time passes, nothing happens, no one shows.

Truly on my own.

Behind the plaster, an imperfection.

Dime -sized hole in the steel encasement. It didn't go all the way

the other side.

Remove the furniture from the entrance.

If you want him, why don't you break it down?

This isn't a Bruce Willis movie, Mr. Rubens. Now, do as you're told.

Say pretty please, fuckhead.

Perhaps this is a Bruce Willis movie.

I prefer Charles Bronson.

I'm gonna kill you.

Mr.

Rubens.

Will you move that debris from the entrance?

Isn't compromise wonderful?

A proverb says it's better to lose a saddle than to lose a horse.

Just tell me what you want, okay?

Oh, Mr. Rubens, I challenge you to look beyond your immediate displeasure.

To a grander happiness.

Thank you.

But I think I'll skip the grander happiness for the immediate joy of

outside and my family.

All right?

When a finger points to the moon, only a fool looks at the finger. A Chinese

proverb.

It's an American proverb.

What are you going to do with me, doctor?

I think we can satisfy your curiosity prior to my departure.

We'll leave it open so the room can air out.

Now clean up your mess.

Let's not hear another peep.

Peep.

I like your indomitable spirit. I can see why Gloria is taken to you.

In despair.

There is intense enjoyment when one is conscious of one's helplessness.

Have you read Dostoevsky?

No, I'm more of a Tom Clancy fan.

Of course you are.

Hi, I'm calling about the 1965 Mustang.

Are you Stanley?

Good evening, Mr. Rubin.

I trust you enjoy Vivaldi as much as Gloria and I do.

I give you full assurance...

Stanley has never felt happier, contrary to his appearance.

Come, come, Mr. Rubin.

I have a plane to catch tomorrow morning.

Mr. Rubin, this demonstration is for you.

You asked for it.

So, pay attention.

Oh, this obsidian knife has an added benefit.

of having been blessed by the high tribal priest of the Kanahimos.

Do you know that the Kanahimos don't have the word lie in their vocabulary?

Nor the concept.

Makes one wonder what our politicians would be like, given that reality.

With a flow, Stanley.

Send your soul on its perpetual journey.

Great eternity with a smile, Stanley.

Welcome to our family.

I apologize, Mr. Rubens.

The heart must be ingested fresh.

to retain a full, numinous penny.

I'm busy.

Now, I have a bit of mess to clean up in your living room.

Stanley had a serious digestive problem.

Don't worry.

I'll have it smelling like a daisy.

I am so sorry, Mr. Rubens.

I thought he was just going to talk to you.

Where is he? In the garage. He can't hear us.

How the fuck is this, Corey?

Huh? My bad, Bruce.

I deserve this.

Is this calm?

No.

Sixty people lose their jobs and pensions. What do I get?

California.

We've all done bad things.

You're not like it.

I know it. I feel it.

I killed my twin sister.

They were 12 years old.

I come from school.

There was this big lot.

Lots of abandoned appliances.

Allison ran trying to ditch me. She used to love it when I couldn't find her.

When I couldn't at first.

There were hundreds of appliances.

Then I saw this refrigerator.

The only one with a door that worked. And it was closed.

I put my ear to it.

I could hear her crying my name. It was very muffled, but I could hear it.

I could see the refrigerator shaking a little.

I got in touch with an evil seed in me.

We're kids.

I'm just playing. We're kids, that's all.

I felt pleasure in my sister's despair.

I ignored her pleading, kept pretending I didn't hear her, and left her there.

It scared me, Mr. Rubens.

Soon after, I began suffering from migraines and dizzy spells and all sorts

disorders.

Now's your chance to atone.

Glory.

For your sister.

Let me out of here.

You can atone for your sister and I can atone for my past, please.

I've already atoned, Mr. Rubens.

Have you told Glory?

Very good, Mr. Rubin.

Redemption is a strong classical theme.

One of my favorites.

My pot is boiling over.

There isn't a snowball's chance in Hades, Mr. Rubens, that glory would ever

you out.

Without my personal, I think, blessing would be an appropriate word.

I can guarantee it.

Why? Is she scared, Silas?

Scared?

Something much more potent than that, Mr. Rubens.

How did she atone for killing her sister?

A missionary, Mr. Rubens.

Sadly, God didn't seem to notice her years of good works.

Her maladies continued unabated.

Except one unexpected night.

Might say magical.

Might indeed, Mr. Rubens.

Might indeed.

The Kanaimo's tribal chief invited a handful of missionaries to observe a

ceremony.

Glory, whom I had known from my incursions into the village, was among

She was startled to see me naked, my face and body painted like the rest of

tribe. She had no idea what was about to happen, but I did.

So I held her hand, drumming, dancing torches.

Suddenly people were screaming, running.

I held her hand. No one touched her.

Her companions were sacrificed.

Their skulls cracked, brains ingested, hearts and genitals eaten.

Those who were sick immediately became well, including Glory.

The aches, the dizziness, the migraines.

Gone.

Never to return.

I'd like to buy the movie rights.

I get carried away.

I've got a little chore for you, Mr. Rubens. Would you step into the

please, and close the door?

I need you to prepare Stanley for storage purposes, so... Chop -chop,

Mr. Rubens.

Oh, and please split all parts into pieces that can be baggied and stored,

you. Oh, and Mr. Rubens...

I don't care what it is you're going to tell him. I'm not doing it. Go fuck

yourself. Mr. Rubens, although your family may not know your whereabouts, I

know theirs.

Your truck rental agreement was very accommodating that way.

I swear to Christ, you go anywhere and be in my fucking family!

I swear to Christ!

I love the smell of napalm in the morning.

Great line.

But what Duval really loved was the smell of burning flesh in the morning.

The man was a cannibal, but couldn't admit it.

What is it, my darling?

You know what I'm upset about, Everett? Stop pretending you don't.

Sometimes you surprise me, Gloria.

You even amaze me.

You bit my finger.

You mean Stanley, of course.

How could you?

Why? Why in front of Mr. Rubin?

You've never done that before.

I never had the opportunity before, my sweet. Just couldn't resist it.

In any case,

You were the inspiration for it all.

This would have been Mr. Rubens now if you hadn't requested a postponement.

He does have a unique spirit, doesn't he, Alfred?

You agreed if I had more time to prepare him, you know.

You have my blessing on that.

And you haven't even thanked me, Glory Dew.

It was too late for Stanley, but maybe not for me.

The little help from Stanley's tibia.

Or was it the fibula?

If I could just stop the bulb from slipping in all the way.

You're a diligent man, Mr. Root.

Now step into the lavatory, please, while I collect these bags.

It's not hard to predict the actions of a desperate man.

I've seen it all before.

Should anything happen to Glory, Mr. Williams, or should you escape these

you will discover that there is no place on Earth where you will be out of

my reach.

Oh, and that's the last paper delivered.

I'm also having the mail left at the post office. When I get back, I'll head

down there and I'll... Glory?

I need to be able at least to pick up the paper and the mail.

It's getting worse every day. Stop making a big fuss about it.

It'll go away just as it came.

Gradually.

You have a simple case of agoraphobia.

Is that all it is, Everett?

What else, my darling?

There's nothing out there for you or me.

Our world is here.

However, I know how to navigate the outside world.

It wouldn't last ten minutes before it all came crashing down upon you.

I'll be back in six weeks.

Suddenly I was filled with all the hope and promise in the world.

Good morning, Mr. Ruben.

Good morning, Glory.

I see we caught you a bit off guard.

Oh, what the hell?

Your friend's tope is getting cold, Richard.

I bet.

She was so close.

Was opportunity knocking?

Was I going to cop out or was I going to answer it?

There's going to have to be a swift strike, a surprise attack on my personal

Pearl Harbor.

Reach, grab.

I thought

I

could trust you.

I can't wait forever to come back and cut your tongue out!

Yeah, I didn't want to blow this thing.

Better to keep romance in the key and wait for the perfect moment.

Maybe I could get her a little drunk and create the perfect moment.

You know what I've been thinking?

We should have a party.

Tonight.

I can't let you out, Mr. Rubens.

Why are you going back to the whole Mr. Rubens thing, huh?

Come on, I thought we talked about this.

I knew she had anything about letting me out.

Glory, come on.

Look, fan of the operator.

Go on.

Now we can celebrate like the kind of hee -hees do.

You know?

A little music.

A little dancing.

You got any booze in the house?

Never keep the large stock of indigenous wine from all over.

Wow, it's my favorite.

How about you, huh? We could throw you in a little party dress.

Makeup perhaps.

I don't have a makeup.

What, the Avon lady doesn't come calling?

What about that?

That's war paint, not makeup, Richard.

You bet everyone has some indigenous war paint.

He does.

I look foolish.

No, you don't.

You look amazing, Gloria.

You really do.

Yeah, I've always had a bit of an artistic bent.

Now here, I can get on board with the dress.

Don't I bend the mouse a little more festive?

Maybe.

Translation? Ditch the Quaker garb and give me some neckline.

Make the prize on that chain more accessible to yours truly.

I don't have anything festive, Richard.

Wait.

Everett Hoffman.

I know he had some dressing in there.

I was trying not to think about it, but I couldn't help it.

Images of Everett Hutchins in the sundress kept invading my mind.

To the Blues Brothers.

King, king, totter, totter, king, king, totter, totter.

Another?

Come on.

Don't be shy.

Give it up.

It's a match.

Man.

Last trade -off. Get the hat.

Give me the weird skeleton.

You got it, mister.

Come here.

Gorgeous.

Gorgeous, Miss Glory.

Come here. Get in close.

Let me show you how we do it in our neighborhood, all right?

Give me a hand.

This up here.

Put that there, all right? You got to hold it like you mean it.

Happy?

How you feeling?

A little sauced?

Listen, why don't you ever leave this place?

Because everyone doesn't want you to.

You're a prisoner like me, Gloria.

No.

I thought this was a party.

It is a party.

I'm sorry, it is.

Come on. I won't ask again. I'm sorry.

Come on.

Let's keep dancing.

The remote was a good 25 feet away.

Enough time to stick my hand out, find the keyhole, and insert the key.

Before she could get to the remote.

You're wrong about me, Richard.

There are no bars on the windows. My doors aren't locked.

I can go where I want. I can do what I want.

See, I think what you want is to let me out.

Right?

It's not that simple, Richard.

No, it is.

It is that simple. Why?

Go ahead.

What?

I mean, go ahead.

She said, Joe, where is it?

I'm sorry if I misled you, Richard. That was selfish of me.

I suppose I like the attention. I don't get much.

You were a little obvious,

Richard. But very entertaining.

Everett never leaves the key with me when he travels. Never.

It doesn't matter.

You can yell for a neighbor. You can call the police.

It's not that simple. Stop fucking saying that. It is. It is that simple.

Things got boring for a while.

I consider myself a dead man walking.

I knew others had died here.

Why shouldn't I?

I mean, I probably deserved it more than they did.

Lori? Lori!

Get in here! Lori!

I think the clip broke.

Found it under the bookcase.

It's funny, this whole time I thought I was hallucinating. I thought, what did

she put in that Peruvian piss?

There wasn't a hallucination.

You were in here, weren't you? I had to get the Book of Death. I searched the

whole house, and then I remembered Everett put it in your room.

Do you or do you not have a key to that door?

I do.

Fuck you. But I don't! This is serious, Glory!

Everett always takes my key with him every time he leaves. Always. This time,

too.

I have Everett's spare key.

He has no idea I know where he hides it, so I wasn't lying when I said I didn't

have my key. I don't!

Do you have Everett's key?

Let me see it.

Go ahead, let me see it.

It's...

My word.

That I won't leave you here.

Okay?

You're in it.

You've been battered, abused, right?

Well, I'm your witness to that, alright?

I'm your savior.

You're my savior.

Sit together.

We both leave this twisted...

Evil place and put her behind us, all right?

You'll be a goddamn hero, Glory.

I won't let you out, Richard.

I know you do.

Go ahead.

I'm scared.

What are you scared about?

I told you, you're not alone when it's together.

There's nothing to be scared of.

You don't know his power.

Corey, he has no power.

He's just an old guy with a gun.

You understand?

Hey, Glory.

Glory, it was just a mask. It was just a mask that fell off the wall. That's

all.

It's not effort.

No, it's not effort.

They're coming out of the door.

Hey, Glory.

It's nothing.

It's nothing.

Jesus Christ. Glory, don't do this.

Glory, come on. Glory.

There's one fucked up jet.

Anybody home?

Chloe, come on. I need some more soap.

I ate the last one.

And some clean towels, please.

I was losing energy.

Losing hope.

And now I was only waiting to lose consciousness.

I've been in bed all this time.

I was tuning into my animal spirit.

He told me we're going to get out of here.

The spirit guide told you that?

He said that's why you came to me, Richard.

I knew you were special, but I wasn't sure why.

Now I know you came to get me out.

Exactly.

He did.

He did come and get you out so we could both go out.

You have the key, right?

Ah, great.

Great. Okay.

Let's do this. Open the door. Maybe I can come and eat outside with you.

You said Everett was keeping me a prisoner.

I didn't get what you were saying at first.

My animal spirit told me.

Told me why I couldn't leave the house. All right. We know about your

agoraphobia, Glory.

All right. Just open the door. Maybe we can eat in the kitchen. No.

It's not agoraphobia.

That's what Everett wants me to think.

You understand.

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

Everett's a shaman, Richard.

He put a spell on me.

You came here to undo the spell.

Okay. Yeah.

Sure, that makes sense. Great. Let's roll. Let's roll. Open the door.

This isn't the answer, Richard.

You better stop fucking around, Glory.

Hey, open the door.

We can't use this key, Richard. There's a spell. Something bad will happen.

Things ain't exactly fucking peachy right now, are they?

Huh?

I'm going to believe in you. You're going to have to believe in me.

You're right.

You're right, Glory. I believe in you.

I believe.

I knew you would.

But listen to me.

I believe in your spell, all right? Now, think.

Did Edward put a spell on me?

Answer, no, he didn't.

You're looking at a guy who has no spell, all right? So you give me the

open the door, we both get out of here, everyone's happy except forever.

What is it?

You see that?

is not the answer.

What is the answer, Glory?

You.

You're the answer.

You're going to replace Everett, become my shaman.

That's the only way we can get out of here.

He is useless. No!

Now

we

have a chance to get out.

Thus began my shaman boot camp.

Glory?

Glory! Hey!

Glory!

Shh.

What the fuck?

No profanity.

I am smudging the house with 27 herbs.

Protect us while this man is being initiated.

Oh, wait a second, wait a second. We never had a conversation about this

shopping shit, all right?

Would you rather have your eyes gouged out, your organs fried, your heart

All right, what do I do?

Have you ever killed anyone?

I don't know, of course not.

You're going to get the strength to do it. Believe me, killing is killing.

You're serious?

Have you ever killed anything?

Anything?

A bit of tequila, maybe. Stop joking. Everett is dead serious about you and

about me. You put a fucking bell on me!

I'm sorry.

Yeah, with the profanities, if you could, Gloria.

You're a bad influence.

Yeah. If Everett is alive, we'll never be free, no matter where we are.

A shaman has the power to heal or kill at any distance.

You will discover that there is no place on Earth where you will be out of my

reach.

Okay, all right, cool.

How do I know when I make this shaman grade? Is there a diploma or something?

My spell will be gone, and you'll be able to leave your body and go wherever

want. That's how you'll know, Richard.

Leave my body, like...

I'd leave my body.

Huh.

Alright.

Alright, let's roll.

What's first?

I accept my holy chore.

To end the evil with cleansing gore.

To kill the darkness in Everett's soul is my reason for being.

My sacred goal.

Garage band days came in handy.

These incantations were nothing but bad punk rock lyrics.

My specialty.

It's all such bullshit.

She was never going to leave this house. And I was never going to leave this

room.

Except for the lump of it.

It's called the Feast of Dedication.

All right.

I think it goes.

Open your mouth.

Think of discommunion. And swallow everything.

Wakana tu aja.

Waka na tu aja.

Waka na tu aja.

Whoa.

Good, Richard.

Wash it down quickly.

Bottoms up.

Come to the final step in your initiation.

It's called the battle between dark and light.

Last one?

Great.

Let's go.

I have to secure you to the bars, Richard.

Are you kidding? No.

No, we're going to skip this part, all right? This is the most important part,

Richard. You're in a perfect state to do the battle.

What fucking battle? Glory?

Huh? Light versus dark? I mean, turn off the frickin' switch, turn on the

frickin' switch. That's it. Easy. Battle over.

Richard, you're an amusing man.

I understand your frustration. I know this seems silly, but it's necessity.

What do you see?

Uh,

black animals.

A bunch of black animals.

Or the white candle?

This is you, Richard.

The white candle.

Let me guess. Everett is the black candles? That's how much more power

has, Richard.

If this white candle burns out before the black ones, we are both finished.

Well, that's a loosing proposition.

No, it is a battle of wills, Richard. A battle between you and Everett. Your

will against his will.

It's in here.

They're in here. Yeah, that's all very poetic, all right? And I've gone along

with everything. But I'm not going to be chained up to the bars for umpteen

hours. They're in a can here, all right?

Look, Laurie.

If I thought being chained to the bars would help me get out of here...

What's that noise?

It's like hitting, what is that?

Did you have a chance to think about it, Richard?

Kill me, buddy.

It's all these guys.

No.

No, no, no. No, no, no. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sorry, kid.

What habits die hard, huh?

Mr. Gene Collins, too.

No, no, no, no, don't you know

Richard!

Richard! Good morning!

Is it morning?

I don't even know.

We did it.

You dreamed the same thing?

Not a dream, Richard.

We did it.

It was over six hours since Glory left.

Maybe she was on her way to meet Everett to enjoy a fresh human brain together

with a can of Nunu's.

I already figured I was here on my own.

And this is where that hissing noise came from.

Everett's little secret weapon.

I'm sorry.

I had to resort to that.

and Everett's back in two weeks.

You're my shaman. I need you.

Look, I've forgotten how wonderful it is to shop. I got you a new shirt and a

dress for me and makeup.

And so I stopped by a church, Richard.

Brought back such heavenly memories.

What is it?

Glory, it's just a crow.

It's a big crow.

Wow.

What? What is this? To kill the crow? That's the bait in the baggie.

Are you crazy?

I'm not killing the crow, all right? Just open the door and let the poor guy

out. That's Everett's animal spirit guide.

Does he know that, Glory? If you can't kill Everett's animal guide, you'll

kill Everett.

How do you argue with something so insane?

Is that Stanley's liver?

Please tell me you did not just hand me Stanley's liver. Stop being so

squeamish. You had Stanley with your scrambled eggs on Friday.

Glory, what the... Cut it out. What are you throwing raw meat in here for? It's

a fucking bird. He's a vegetarian, all right? Give him some seeds or nuts or

something. Glory, they don't...

It was an Edgar Allan Poe moment.

Hungry? Huh?

Now he's livery.

Gotta stop this gas from reaching me.

You have any more talking?

Huh? This one's out.

One of the sides opened up.

You have to laugh too, Richard.

No one ever called here.

There's no air. Maybe something happened to Everett.

Hello?

I'm leaving the airport in Byron's, my sweet.

Have everything ready for tonight tonight

Hey attention he'll

be here any minute you don't need a drink you're a shaman your powers are as

strong as it I left only a few stitches holding each strap. Now, remember, they

won't break if Everett just tightens them, but with real pressure from you,

will. All right, all right. So what time does he, uh, when does he bring in the,

uh, the curare pour?

You stop worrying about the curare. I told you I always mix it for him.

I'll make it harmless. I can drink it. You don't trust me?

I see him left again. I haven't moved. it. It's right here where your right

will be trapped.

No, Gloria. I mean, this is pretty puny. Richard, you have to use the same

weapon on Everett that you used on his animal spirit guide.

What's this? According to Hoyle?

Glory, this ain't gonna cut it.

Bullshit. Go for the brain, Richard.

You have to go through the eye socket, bypass the skull.

That's easy to say, but that's not a very big target.

That's why you wait until he gets this close.

Johnny!

I do a pretty fair Nicholson, don't I?

Oh, you must have missed me. You've never done this before.

Oh, there's a first time, isn't there?

Oh, I hate secrets.

Tell me why you came home so fast.

You want the truth?

Yes, I do.

You can't handle the truth!

Oh, sweetheart.

Everything as I left it.

Did Mr. Rubens meet your expectations?

Exceeded them, Everett. He's our best initiate yet.

That's Vivaldi to my ears.

I wish to say hello to him.

I promised him privacy, Everett.

On his last day.

You're... so...

Luffing out all our town pillows today.

A black feather in a white silk pillowcase.

Workmanship isn't what it used to be.

I better go freshen up a tad.

Oh, and don't add the Karare to Mr. Rubin's libation.

Why? I always do it.

First time for everything

Well, we do have enough baggies for Mr. Rubens, don't we?

More than enough. Excellent.

And you didn't add the Carrara to the elixir, did you?

What

is

this? Our El Dorado.

Our Sierra del Plata. Our lost treasure. Our dream come true.

Our fountain of youth.

Our paradise lost.

Our holy grail. Did I leave anything out? Our nirvana. What are you talking

about, Everett?

The cosmic connection between the power to kill and the power to heal.

Dates back to Montezuma.

I had it carbon dated.

Zangaraspor?

The Kanaimos said it's been extinct for centuries.

Although the Kanaimos don't have the word lie in their vocabulary.

They are admirable practitioners of the art.

Time to say good evening to our A student.

Where's my remote?

Must have left it in the living room.

It's not in there.

I know I didn't leave it in the bedroom.

For God's sake.

Well, let the games begin.

Good evening, Mr. Rubens.

Are you prepared to join our family?

When an opportunity like that in life presents itself, Everett...

Even when this opportunity means death.

This isn't death, Everett.

I'm simply exchanging one life for an eternal life.

This is the link that keeps the human chain unbroken.

Well, that's the most ennobling thing I've ever heard, Mr. Rubens.

I don't believe a word he said. He's a tricky bastard.

Mr. Rubens, could you please stand still for a few moments? I'd like to take

your picture.

Smile, please.

Pretty, please.

Thank you.

Give him an extra dose.

Didn't have enough caulking, so I mixed it with toothpaste.

You may recline.

Let's see if you can buckle up your right wrist.

I can't do the left one. Then I will help you myself with your left wrist.

With a little libation.

Open up.

Welcome to our family.

This will make the journey so much easier, Mr. Williams.

I

understand

the spiritual journey of man.

One needs only to look at the mythical journey of our feathered vertebrae.

I confess a personal affinity for the raven. Mr. Poe had a similar

It represents the reclusive, dark place in man.

Some call it original sin.

Of course, the darkness must be purged, or controlled

at least, so humanity doesn't annihilate itself.

And so, the white swan emerges.

Graceful, pure...

floating on calm waters.

But... it's an illusion.

Man's nature is neither black nor white.

A good deal more complex, expressed exquisitely by the

arrival of the peacock on the scene with its multifarious color.

Like the Egyptian phoenix.

Man must destroy himself.

If he wants to rise up even stronger.

Glory.

Laurie, come on, let's boogie.

Like it?

The first outfit I've bought in 15 years.

Yeah, it's something.

You've exceeded my expectations, Richard.

Thank you.

I've exceeded my own.

I'm trying to find a key on it, but I don't see one. He must have come in here

with one, right?

The keyhole. One place I didn't look.

I have a lot to atone for.

Yeah, me too.

You're a good person, Richard.

It's for you.

You're wrong, Richard.

I have a bad seed inside of me.

Goodbye, Richard.

Wait, wait, wait.

Hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing?

You can't change what you are, Richard.

And this is what I am.

Deep inside, I'm a bad seed. I don't want to be, but I am.

Charlotte.

Charlotte.

Glory. Remember, huh?

You don't really believe in that, do you, Richard?

I'm a Christian now.

I'll pray for you.

Glory, listen to me, listen to me, all right? You're going to fucking kill me

here, you understand? Do not leave me here. I will starve to death. Don't do

this.

Why?

You have plenty to eat.

Some lady called.

Wouldn't give her name.