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Hi, honey. You're home.

I wondered where you were. Get off my back. Hear me?

I just wondered if you had a good day. Please get off my back!

Please get off my back! Stop screaming!

Would you shut up? Fine.

A Miami jury today returned a guilty verdict...

In the slaying of abortion doctor, Irwin Guffer.

It took the seven-man, five-woman jury only a matter of hours...

To find Norris Tubb guilty... Mother?

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Hey, watch out. Watch out, man.

Hey, Charles, I think you're chasing the wrong tail, buddy.

Oh, my god! Where have you been? We've been waiting.

The wedding's going on inside. We need to put you on the top tier.

Don't mind the footprints in the icing.

I'm excited. They look good. It's a vest thing.

I fuckin' hate kids.

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Miss Abbott, did Barry come through here?

Barry? Oh, Barry.

Didn't you no. Break up?

Oh, well, never mind. I just thought...

Forget it. She's doing it again.

What? She's... miss... miss Abbott.

She just does that to make trouble. It's obvious. It is so...

It is so painfully obvious. What are you talking about?

Don't even listen to a word she says. She's just trying to make trouble.

All that... all that... All that... all that...

- It's just... - She's such a bitch.

Sean, hi. Hey.

Have you seen Barry? Not in a while.

Have you? No.

She was, like, completely naked. Oh, bullshit.

She was spilling all over the place, like a battleship.

So, I lay her down, do the whole thing...

"A battleship"? Okay, like a dinghy.

Has anybody seen Barry?

- Have you seen Barry? - No.

Barry! Oh, shit.

Heather! Shit!

Don't worry about it, Barry. She'll be back,

if that's really what you want.

Heather! Heather! Heather, stop!

Heather, stop the car!

Heather!

Damn it, Heather!

Heather, you better fucking stop this car right fucking now!

Damn it! If we have a wreck, it's gonna be my ass!

- I don't care. - Slow down, please.

I wasn't doing anything. I don't know what you're so pissed off about.

Barry, I saw you. You were kissing her.

Once! I kissed her once. What's wrong with that?

It's like I can't even talk to my friends anymore. I can't believe how possessive you are.

Oh, right. I guess that's why you were feeling her up.

Look, guys need sex, okay?

It's bad for you to get all worked up and then not get it.

You can get prostrate cancer. Is that what you want?

That's a lie.

Heather, look out!

Heather!

Fuck!

What the fuck is the matter with you?

I'm dead! I'm so fucking dead right now!

Oh, man!

- You can't get cancer from not having sex. - Oh, right.

Like you'd know. You never had a date in your life, you're so ugly.

- She is not. - Shut up, Sean.

He's just trying to make you think it's your fault.

Look, my father's a doctor. I think I know what I'm talking about. So, fuck you, Jenny.

It's true. It is my fault. I won't have sex with him.

That doesn't make it your fault.

Yeah, but, what if he gets cancer and all his hair falls out from all the drugs?

- I mean, it could happen. - Yeah, Jenny, so just shut up.

No, that's just a line to get you to have sex with him.

- Ask Sean. - She's right.

- He's never had a hard-on in his life. - I know all his lines.

He lived across the street from me till the eighth grade. Shut up, Sean.

We were even friends before he got too cool. So fucking annoying.

It's not my fault you turned out to be such a little geek.

He used to come over to my house all the time, and he'd be laughing...

About all the girls he'd felt up.

His big line was to tell them that his father was a doctor and that they could get...

Breast cancer if they didn't get felt up enough. Barry!

Okay, I lied. Big deal. It's not my fault they're stupid enough to believe it.

What a schmuck. What's your problem, Jenny?

Just 'cause you hate guys.

He's just trying to change the subject.

What are you afraid of?

That they might try to fuck you? No.

- It's not like it's a big secret. - What?

Ask anybody. You never go to parties.

You never go anywhere unless you're with Sean.

Everybody knows that he's a little pothead, and all you are is friends.

By the way, I know what you're doing in my car. You're getting stoned.

If my dad smells this shit tomorrow, I'm gonna kick your ass.

Wait, wait, wait. I just thought of something so cool.

What if we got into a wreck, and we crash into a car in front of us and we all died?

They could write a song about it.

Shut up.

- Where the hell are we? - Great. We're lost.

No, we're not. All we have to do is go back.

Look for a place where we can turn around.

Cool dress, Jenny. What's this?

Stop.

What's the matter? You afraid somebody might find out you have tits?

- Barry. - Girls have tits.

Leave her alone, Barry.

There's no place to turn around.

There's never any place to turn around. This sucks.

These assholes don't know how to make roads.

What was that? Did y'all see that?

Watch out!

Oh, no, I'm so dead.

Is he okay? I don't know.

God! This is gonna leave a scar!

I'm not hurt. I'm not hurt.

Oh, shit. His head...

Oh, my god. Is he dead?

Did he die? No, he's just passed out.

You can tell by his eyes. Yeah, but he could be in shock.

We need to get him to a doctor.

Yeah, right. And keep him warm. Mm-hmm.

How did you know that?

Something bad's gonna happen. I can feel it.

He's gonna die. Look at him.

Do you think it'll start?

I'm dead. Somebody kill me, please. It's my fault.

If he dies, I'll be a murderer.

We've got to find someplace where we can call an ambulance.

I'll go. Okay, come on.

I'm not staying here alone. What if he dies?

Fine, then I'll go with you. You stay away from me.

This is stupid. Look, I'm gonna go,

and whoever wants to come, come, but somebody needs to stay.

I don't know what to do.

Wait. Do you have a flashlight?

Is somebody gonna come with me?

Stop. I heard something.

Heather. I have these dreams about some weirdo...

Following me through the woods, and it's coming true.

Yeah? Mm-hmm. I'm sorry, but we're all gonna die.

Some murderer, like that guy in Chicago...

He killed people and put their hearts in a refrigerator... is gonna kill us.

They're gonna show our pictures naked...

With our hearts torn out on a current affair.

God. What was that?

Great. Now we can't see Jack.

I'm sorry, but someone is following me.

I can feel their eyes on my back.

- Bullshit. - No, that's what

for us to go wandering around in the dark.

- We need to stay here and start a fire. - We need to call an ambulance.

We can't do anything until we can see.

Thank god, we're saved. Somebody say a prayer.

Piece of shit.

You might be, but my father's still gonna kill me.

Call the police. There's been this horrible accident.

A man's dying. Prom night.

Somebody bring me a glass of water, please?

Quick. I'm gonna pass out.

Goddamn answering machine. Don't you worry. He'll pick up.

Vilmer, if you're there, babe, pick up the phone. Vilmer.

Phony as three-dollar bills. Changed my life though.

Goddamn it, vilmer. Button it up, babe.

Get me a glass of water? Damn it, stop it.

You know what? The minute I showed up with these,

every peanut farmer in the county...

Thought he was god's gift to women.

What the hell. Doubled my commission... Okay.

For the first six months.

Goddamn, it's about time. Vilmer, listen.

Some kids got in a wreck up the road and one of them's hurt.

Uh-huh. W-wait a second. Wait a second. Which way?

- Back that way. - How far?

About a mile?

About a mile back up 709 from me.

Uh-huh. All right. Bye.

Why do blondes stick their heads out of car windows?

Why? Get a refill.

I don't get it.

Airheads?

- We should get back then and see if Sean's okay. - Yeah.

What was that? Don't worry about it.

Just some farmer's wife.

Like I'm even interested! See 'em and weep!

Or some high school boy.

They're always doing something to get me to flash 'em.

What?

Hey!

Is there an ambulance coming? This guy is hurt.

I think he's delirious.

Is he okay?

Boy's dead.

No, he's not. He's just passed out.

I said he's dead.

But he was just talking, like talking in his sleep.

Is that right?

Well...

He's dead now.

Boy, don't even think about running off. It ain't gonna do you a damn bit of good.

I can tell you that right now. What are you gonna do?

Well, first, I'm gonna kill you.

It ain't no fuckin' biggie.

'Course, it's different for every individual.

Sorry I can't give y'all a ride.

That wrecker will be along before you know it.

Thanks for calling for us. Yeah, thanks.

Oh, hey, don't you worry about that old boy that drives the wrecker.

He talks tough, but you just tell him how the cows eat the cabbage,

and you won't have any trouble.

Okay. Thanks a lot. Hey, what about the service station across the road?

Do you think maybe somebody there could give us a ride?

That old man? He is liable to shoot first and ask questions later.

Hey! We see you, you old fart!

Thanks. Bye.

You tired yet, boy?

Please, mister, you're scaring me. No shit.

What did I do?

Let's just say you're shit out of luck, son.

Just tell me what I can do. Give me a chance.

Oh, we ain't even having fun yet, son.

Run, run, run.

Swing right.

Come back to papa now!

All right, racing fans...

Here... we...

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Oh!

Oh!

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♪ This is what I want ♪

Oh! You still kicking?

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That should have done it.

Yes, that should have done it.

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Barry, there's somebody out there.

I mean it this time. I'm not making it up.

Stop. Listen. I don't hear anything.

Jenny, stop. My feet hurt.

What am I supposed to do, carry you?

Yeah, carry me piggyback. Just for a while.

Lose 20 pounds. Yeah.

Oh. Oh, man, all right. This guy's a lifesaver.

Hey. Hey, hey!

Come on, man, wait!

All we need is a ride. All we need is a ride! We'll pay you!

Jenny!

Barry, wait! We could get arrested for trespassing!

No.

Heather?

Barry?

Please, come on.

Hey, if you guys can hear me,

I'm gonna go back and see if Sean's okay.

All right?

All right?

No! Wait!

Hey!

Okay, who's there?

Is there anybody there?

Barry... wait. Stop.

What if they're murderers, and they want us to follow them...

So they can hide behind trees and stab us?

There could be dead people buried all around us, and we'd never know.

They could tie us up in a cellar and no one would ever hear us.

That's dumb. There aren't any cellars in the houses around here.

Okay, that's it. Don't call me dumb, Barry.

I may not be the smartest person in the world, but I'm not stupid.

I just act that way sometimes to get people to like me, that's all. Yeah, right.

All those stories about murderers and people following me...

I know it's not true. It's better than being bored.

What's stupid is that line you gave me about you and that girl Brenda.

Not even a little kid would believe that.

Jenny, that bitch. She started this whole thing. It's all her fault.

- You'd like to think. - I'm a bitch.

I'm just like my mother.

She can't stand my father, but she stays with him...

Because she wants a certain kind of life.

I don't care what anybody thinks, that's still the best way to get it.

What's wrong with that? Forget it.

Okay, fine, but you should have said something.

It pisses me off that you let me go on like this. It's embarrassing.

I'm a bitch.

If I wasn't such a chicken, I'd be more like Jenny.

No, you wouldn't.

You're probably right. She's a dog.

Oh, huh. You just don't know. What?

Everyone thinks she's such a wuss, right? Right.

Her mother gets married every 15 minutes, and her husbands are always hitting on her.

That's why she's the way she is.

But I've had P.E. With her. She's got a body to die for. Really?

Sean?

Sean?

Great.

Tell them we'll give them 50 bucks if they give us a ride, okay?

Fifty bucks? You don't give it to them. Tell them to send us a bill.

If they get mad, give them five bucks.

Tell them we'll send the rest later.

It's no big deal.

It's just business. My father does it all the time.

You are weird.

Hey, is anybody home?

Hello? They must be deaf.

Hey, is anybody in there?

Maybe they're out back.

Well, go check.

Hey, I have an idea. Why don't I go check?

Bitch.

Ow! Damn it.

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Hold it right there.

It's okay. We had a wreck. All we want is a ride.

You better not shoot me, mister.

A man shot a kid for wrapping his house, and they got him for murder.

"I propose to fight it out on this line if it takes all summer."

That's Ulysses S. Grant.

You probably didn't know that, did you?

Of course you didn't.

'Cause you're a bona fide moron.

Come poking your nose around here where it don't belong.

Heather!

It's okay. She's my girlfriend.

Don't trouble yourself.

Barry!

No! No!

No! Stop!

No!

No!

No!

God! Please!

No! No!

Please! Please!

No! Please! Please!

Hey, if I go in there, that's kidnapping.

My father's a lawyer. I know what I'm talking about, okay?

"Among other evils that being unarmed brings you,

it causes you to be despised."

That's Niccolo Machiavelli.

Now get! Okay, okay. I need to use your bathroom anyway.

Dumb ass!

Heather, you in here?

Heather?

Heather?

Damn, I need to piss.

Where's the bathroom?

Heather?

Heather, you okay?

There's some crazy guy outside with a shotgun.

Locked him out, though. You should have seen me.

Fuck.

Heather?

What's going on in there?

Barry! Who's out there?

Please! No!

No! No! No! No!

You don't need to be walking these roads alone this time of night.

Why don't you get in? Are you the one that moved the cars?

Either you want a ride or you don't. It's up to you.

Where you going? Where's Sean?

Where do you want to go? Where's Sean?

Is that your boyfriend? Yeah.

He was the one that wasn't hurt. Do you know where he is?

I know exactly where he is. Why don't you get in? Well, where is he?

Goddamn it, I said get in the truck.

Well, w-wait a second. Hang on.

Yeah.

You gotta watch getting into cars with strangers these days.

I heard about an old man once,

picked up a little girl on the side of the road,

chopped both her arms off, stuffed her in a culvert, left her for dead.

God, I fuckin' hate that. Yeah.

That sorry son of a bitch didn't have shit for an imagination.

How fuckin' simple can you get?

Stop. You're scaring me. Scaring you?

You're not scared. You don't know shit about being scared, little girl.

Not yet. You want scared? You want scared?

Have a look behind you. Have a look.

Yeah, how about that? Look again, goddamn it! No.

Go ahead! Look again! No. I think I want you to stop and let me out.

You think? Or do you know?

Go ahead and have a look! Get you a better look. No.

You don't want to look? No, no.

What's your goddamn problem? Okay.

If you stop, I'll look.

- You wanted to stop. - Stop it! Ow! Ow!

Have a look at that. Have a look at that. Ow! Ow! Ow!

Look at that. How about that? No. Stop.

Who's that? Who's that? Huh? Huh?

Oh, god.

Of course, you gotta throw in a little something extra...

To let them know it ain't Saturday morning cartoons.

What's gonna happen to me? You think I give a goddamn what happens to you?

Are you letting me go?

You figure it out. It's your goddamn life.

I don't understand. Well... Welcome to the real world.

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You don't know what the hell you're doin'.

Just where do you think you're goin'?

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Okay.

If that's what you want.

It's up to you.

Live and learn.

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Oh, shit, no! Oh, god, no!

No! No! God, no!

Somebody!

God.

Open this door!

What in the world... oh, god!

It's okay. It's okay.

He's out there! He's out there! No, no, it's fine.

Just come here. Just sit down.

Sit down right now. I'm gonna go see what's what.

No, it's gonna be all right. Now, just sit there. I'll be fine.

Now listen, I'm just gonna go put a little scare into 'em.

All right. You got any balls, show your face.

Been a long night, boys. I could use a little action.

It's nothing.

No, he's out there with a chainsaw. Now...

No, he had a chainsaw. He was chasing me with a chainsaw.

Listen here. It's just local boys trying to give you a little scare, that's all.

No, the guy with the wrecker killed Sean.

Hell's bells, it's party time.

What about your friends? I don't know.

They tried to get a ride. W.E., what the hell is going on?

Where's vilmer? Hey, I don't want to hear it.

You get your butt over here mucho quicko.

All right.

I'll tell you, that old man, his nerves are shot.

Now, listen...

Don't you worry.

Vilmer does something, it's for a good reason.

Who's vilmer? Good question.

Hey, you know what?

You look real pretty with your glasses off.

What?

Well, you should have brought a gunny sack or something.

What's this look like to you?

Green eggs?

What the hell are you waiting for? Tie her up!

Hey, you sit right down here, little lady.

Goddamn it, W.E. Now look what you got started.

Wait till vilmer hears about this, I swear to god.

Go!

Where's my gun?

It is easier to resist at the beginning than at the end.

Be sure to tell vilmer I'm gonna...

Stop off at the pizza place, pick us up some dinner, all right?

Why are you doing this?

"Conversation is a game of circles."

That's Ralph Waldo Emerson.

What if I was to turn you lose, huh?

What would you give me, huh? What do you think about that?

What do you want?

I'll tell you what I want... W.E., what the hell are you doing back there?

I tell you what.

Grow up, will you?

Tell vilmer I called the order in, so it'd be ready when I got there, then I'm coming home.

Okay, we got one medium deluxe, one medium pepperoni and one large vegetarian.

- Your drinks will be out in a minute. - Help me!

Lady? Uh-huh?

I think you got something in your trunk.

That's just somebody I got tied up back there.

Really? Uh-huh.

Really, what's back there? You want to come see?

Sure.

Well, I-I better not. I might get in trouble or something.

All right.

Will you shut up and quit kicking my car?

Okay, but I can't breathe.

Welcome to bud's. Can I get your order, please?

What do you want? Black coffee? Yeah.

- Two black coffees. - Is that all?

- If I poke a hole for you, you gonna quit? - Uh-huh.

Well, somebody's gotta do it.

In your dreams.

Now, if I hear any more kicking...

Or screaming, I'm gonna come back here and tape your mouth shut.

- All right? Okay. - Okay.

What you got in the car, honey?

Believe me, you don't want to know.

Oh, come on now. I'm a nice guy.

- Uh-uh-uh. - Ma'am,

your drinks are ready.

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What are you doing out here in the middle of the road?

Please...

Help me.

All right, but I gotta go get a blanket or something.

You stay right there.

Please, don't hit me. Don't!

Don't hit me.

Stop!

Okay...

But don't you go crawling off.

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Get on in there!

Move!

You run along and do whatever W.E. Tells you.

He even tries to hit you, you let me know,

and I'll tell vilmer.

"I have not yet begun to fight."

That's John Paul Jones.

You might can scare him, but you so much as lay a finger on me,

you'll wish you'd never been born.

Oh, hey! Almost forgot.

One of 'em got away. She's crawlin' off down the road.

You better get her too.

Come on. Bring her in.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm not gonna hurt you. See? I'm not gonna hurt you. See, I'm right here.

I'm not gonna hurt you. Go on. Get in there.

Move! Get! Get!

Hi, sweetie. How was your day?

Sweetie, would you shut up?

What are you so pissed off about?

Huh? You having a bad day? Huh?

Why are my batteries not charged?

Did W.E. Tell you? That son of a bitch.

I told him to let you know I was on my way for pizzas on the way home.

He didn't tell you, and I'm sick of it.

Look what your brother did to this door.

Nobody gives a damn about that door.

Hey, mister, I have had it with you.

I am sick and tired of you trying to stir up trouble between me and vilmer.

You're the one causing problems. You've been nothing but trouble.

Nobody gives a goddamn about that stupid door. I put things together here.

Nobody cares. It was fine before you come. Shut up.

My god. What are you... What are you gonna do?

You don't fuckin' believe this, do you?

Oh, god, what are you gonna do to me? I asked you a goddamn question.

He asked you a goddamn... yes. Yes, I believe it.

You don't think the F.B.I. Has this place...

Under 24-hour surveillance?

You don't think there's transmitters in all these walls?

Tell me. I don't...

Let me ask you one question. Are you having fun yet?

Oh, god.

Because, I promise you, you and I are gonna have some fun.

Oh, no. No more, please.

No. Ow. What's my fuckin' name?

What is this? What is this? I don't know.

I don't know! I don't know!

You don't know? You don't know shit, do you? No. No.

Do you think all I want to do is kill you?

I don't know.

You goddamn right you don't.

Hey, why don't you just try to relax, honey? I know it's hard.

Why don't you mind your fuckin' business?

Look at this fucking door.

What?

"The woman's a whore, and there's an end on it."

That's Samuel Johnson.

Oh, take it on out of here.

Now, now, don't you let him get to you,

'cause that's what he wants.

Will you please tell me... What all this is for?

Well, you'll have to ask vilmer that.

But if you ask me,

I think the son of a bitch is from outer space.

Oh, god.

- What are you gonna do? - No, what are you gonna do?

- Don't hurt her. - Give her a kiss.

How could I hurt a pretty face like this?

But then, I am in the mood for love.

There now.

How's that? Feel better?

Look at you.

You're really pretty. You know what?

I have got this dress that I have never even worn.

It would be perfect on you.

Oh, you're scared.

I just don't want to die.

Well, of course you don't.

Will you help me?

Shut up in there.

Hey, you just hush up yourself.

It's just girl talk.

He's not near as bad as he seems, once you get to know him.

It's just this job, all the stress.

It's his job to kill people?

Well, I really shouldn't be telling you this,

but you know how you hear these stories about people who run everything,

but nobody knows who they are?

It's true. I never would have believed it, but it's all true.

Who do you think killed Kennedy? Government?

No, that government stuff is bull crap.

It's these people.

They've been doing this kind of thing for like a thousand or two thousand years.

And nobody... I mean nobody... Knows their names.

And that's who vilmer works for.

I told you... goddamn it!

Alone again, huh?

Little desert flower.

I've got a mind...

To slit your goddamn throat.

Give you to the count of ten to give me a reason why I shouldn't.

Nine, eight... don't be late. Why...

Seven, six, you better get it right.

Why you shouldn't kill me?

Five, four.

Three, two... because you want me alive for some reason!

Huh? You want me alive for some reason.

That's a good answer.

That's a good answer.

Smart girl. We've got us a smart girl.

Well...

It kind of makes you think, doesn't it... Smart girl?

Wrong! Wrong!

You're embarrassing me in front of company! No, no, no, no, no!

Okay, stop!

Nobody move or I'll shoot!

What'd she say?

"Nobody move or I'll shoot"?

You want my advice? Gut shoot him.

Poison his insides. Otherwise, it won't do no good.

He's been shot before. Lots of times. Run over. It don't mean shit.

Oh, shut up, W.E. Nobody asked you.

You shut up! All the time running your big mouth...

- No, everybody, shut up! - Why don't you shut up?

Okay, now get down on the floor.

Everybody get on the floor and put your hands in front of you!

- Get down! - Okay.

You get down too.

What are you gonna do? Shoot me?

Yeah... If you try something.

What if I do this?

Goddamn it, vilmer! That ain't one bit funny!

Stop it!

Now we're goin'. Now we're goin'.

What do you think? One, two.

Take your fuckin' chances.

It's a damn trick. Shut up, W.E.!

Why don't you shut up?

Oh, god, just forget it, hon.

If that shotgun was anywhere where you could get at it,

it's where he wanted it.

No! You stop. You get back down.

"Discretion is the better part of valor." That'd be Billy Shakespeare.

You get down too or I'll kill you.

- Come on. - Hey, I'm sorry, sweetie.

I got a big mouth. What can I say? Huh?

Okay, maybe it's not loaded, but maybe it is.

So fuck you!

If you try and come near me or if you try to stop me, I'm gonna blow your head off!

- Come on. - Hey, let's not make this an all-nighter.

I hate to be a party pooper, but it's late and I'm tired and the pizzas are getting cold.

And nobody asked you fuckin' anything!

Heather. Heather, get up. Get up, Heather.

- You have to get up. We're gonna go. - Five more minutes.

Get up, Heather!

You're gonna kill her!

Come on. We have to get out of here.

I can't find my shoes.

Heather, it's okay. Get up.

No, Heather. No, you've got to get up.

You've got to get up now. We have to get out of here.

Stop it!

Pop goes the weasel.

Oh, my god.

♪ Brown-skinned woman ♪

Hey, what are you doing, girl?

Whoa!

♪ Well, you know that I love you so ♪

Oh, god!

Damn shame about her face, leather.

At least you can have her shoes.

We did have a good time. No!

But we're gonna see that that doesn't happen again.

No!

Don't get excited.

That ought to settle her down for a while.

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You better be nice to me.

'Cause I can always go back to my husband.

Is that all you got? Huh? Huh?

You better come eat...

Before it gets cold.

♪♪

All right, all right, all right.

What took you so long?

Welcome... To my world!

I suppose we can forget about having a nice quiet evening?

♪ Brown-skinned woman ♪

♪ that I love so ♪

♪ tell me why in the world ♪

♪ did you have to go ♪♪

Just breathe into this.

Go ahead.

Breathe.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

If I told him once, it's gonna end in tears.

You lie down with dogs, you're gonna get up with fleas.

Any fool ought to know that.

"Common sense is not so common." Henry Voltaire.

All right. Are you gonna help me or not?

And don't tell me any more of your stupid stories.

You just don't understand.

He doesn't work for anybody.

Shh. Shh.

The only reason for any of this...

Is that he's a psycho and he gets off on it.

Get off. Now, listen, I just can't.

You see, he put this little thing in my head.

All he has to do is push one little button and...

Blow my head clean off.

There's nothing in your head.

Girl, you just said a mouthful.

You get to running with the wrong crowd and wind up in the reformatory.

No respect. No discipline. That's the problem.

Family values have gone straight to hell.

Now for why we came!

My brother here is tired of what's-her-name's face, and he wants a new one.

It just happens to be he wants this face right here.

Oh, no. No! No! Oh, yes! Oh, yes!

Oh, yes! Yes, he does. Let go of me.

Yes... Don't touch me!

Don't you ever touch me!

If you're gonna kill me, then do it!

I'm not gonna put up with any more of your crap!

It's bullshit.

Nobody believes any of it except your idiot girlfriend. It's fucking pathetic!

There is nothing to fear but fear itself.

Now, I'm gonna leave...

And no one is gonna stop me.

You sit the fuck down!

And shut up!

Are we having a party or what?

Here we go! Douse her down! Oh, no, god.

No, you can't do... no! She had nothing to do with this. Oh, yes.

That doesn't matter. No, put it out. I'm sorry. Please, no...

Fire in the hole! Burn! No!

- Watch her burn! - Watch her burn!

Oh, yeah! Burn!

Burn!

Why'd you have to do that? You know I can never get that smell out of my clothes.

Oh, god. Oh, god.

God, no.

Well... What the hell do you want?

I assume that is a rhetorical question.

You assume whatever you goddamn well please. It ain't no skin off my ass.

Is that what you want me to think?

That you're a silly boy?

Oh, god.

Oh, god. Oh, god, you have to help me.

These people are crazy. Please, come on. Let's go. It's all right.

Let's get out of here. It's all right. Shh, shh. There, there.

There, there. Come on now. Come on, come on.

Shh. There.

That's better. Shh. Come on now.

Shh, shh. Come on. It's all right.

You just sit down. There you go.

There. That's all right.

There, that's fine. You just stay there. It's gonna be fine. Okay?

Come on now. Shh, shh. It's all right.

It's all right. Come on.

There. See?

What is this?

No?

Can anybody else tell?

Things are gonna change.

I can promise you that.

You just sit there.

No. No. No, don't go, please. You just sit there.

No.

Fuck!

This... is... Appalling.

You are here for one reason, and one reason only.

Do you understand that?

I want to hear you say you understand that.

No? It's very simple.

I want these people...

To know the meaning of horror.

Horror.

Is that clear?

You don't want to be a silly boy.

Is... that... Clear?

Is... that... clear?

Fuckin'-a, it is.

What...

What... What are you...

What are you doing?

Why a woman like you has anything to do...

With this...

Cripple...

Is a mystery to me.

You bastard. You know exactly why I'm here.

What are you... What are you gonna do?

Oh, god, what are you doing? Oh, no.

Oh, god. Oh, no!

What? What?

Vilmer, no! Don't!

It's not your fault! Stop that!

Stop it!

Stop! Stop it!

Don't! Please... don't!

♪♪

Get her, leather! Get her, leather!

We got some more fun today!

Vilmer!

Get that bitch!

Now!

Thank you, Mrs. Spottish.

It's a beautiful morning.

- Stop! - Don't stop! Don't stop!

Stop! Please, stop! Oh, god, no!

There's a monster chasing her with a chainsaw.

Step on it, Mr. Spottish.

♪ Till all my lies are ♪

♪ truths again ♪

♪♪

Oh, no, no, no, no. You have nothing to fear.

This...

All this...

It's been an abomination.

You really must accept my sincere apologies.

It was supposed to be a spiritual experience.

I can't tell you how... Disappointed I am.

I suppose it's something we all live with.

People like us who strive for something:

A sense of harmony.

Perhaps it's disappointment that keeps us going.

Unfortunately...

It's never been easy for me.

One of my many failings.

Fuck you.

Would you like to go to the local hospital...

Or to a police station?

You know, this isn't the first time something like this has happened.

Miss? Miss?

We will find out what this is all about.

This is not the end of it.

Miss? Miss?

Do you know who that is, miss?

Miss?

What the hell is going on around here?

♪ Another waiting ♪

♪ when it's done ♪♪

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