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Oscar tango hellwater.

Three, one, one, zero.

237 Overlook View Highway 21, Blackwater.

Larry, you gonna record this?

Gimme a minute.

Yeah.

Hey, gimme one, little man.

Why don't you give me one
of them damn bananas, man?

Fuck.

Fuck, man, give me
one of those damn bananas, man.

You said you were gonna record this.

I didn't.

Yes, you did.

Well, fuck you then, Larry.

I'm gonna set this shit up
myself, do it my goddamn self.

What, motherfucker?

Nothing, man.

I see what you're trying to do.

Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Yes.

Those sons of don't get any
easier do they?

Give you three bucks, you finish that.

That money, man.

Son of a bitch.

Look right at you, didn't
think I see, I saw though.

That billing machine, man.

VCR, stupid.

This don't look like a machine to me.

Shit.

Harder.

Harder.

Harder.

Get up, get up.

Get up.

Hey, mister!

Can I help you?

Is that a sailor about, dear friend?

Who goes there?

I am Egon Carthwright,

tired of sea and taken to land.

How now?

Can you spare some copper, lad?

None had to be spared,

but would you join us in spirits?

Have a good night.

Hey, baby, Charley didn't show up.

Can you get a hold of him?

We gotta run this load out by nine.

- No Charley?
- Mm-mm.

Can you run by there

and make sure he's all right?

Call me when you get this.

I'm Egon Carthwright.

These two sea dogs are my comrades.

Rogerio Baston and Leonard Paldwell.

Good morning gentlemen, Ottoman Moore.

What can I do for you?

I take it you didn't happen
into Blackwater by chance.

Indeed not, it has been work for me.

They were as I, men of the sea.

At present, carnival men.

We await the train bearing equipment

for your fair set for Hellwater's Eve.

Yes, of course.

Welcome to Blackwater, you're early.

Our previous labors
were halted in tragedy.

Aboard a kindred train car was a dancing

and fed brown bear called Shark.

A sympathetic amuser of the metropolis.

A hundred miles yonder, cut her loose.

She ate through him leaving only the head

and went about.

I come early to trap her

before she eats again.

With me are idle hands.

Is this something we
should be worried about?

So those tracks what guide her.

We have a fish cooler of meat aboard

and an understanding.

What of the occupation of my men?

We don't have a need at the moment.

We were in the process of
clearing out the warehouse.

Now we didn't expect anyone
for the next two weeks.

So be it.

We await the arrival of our carrier.

Well, if you like we
can offer you a hot meal

and a bed for the night.

We have both.

For the time being, Ottoman,

we'll remain idle in our
vessel, yonder parked.

You don't have to sleep in that truck-

Feathered bed soften men,
soft men are of no use.

Okay.

Let me know if you need anything
and park where you like.

We'll play no burden on your welcome.

Might be able to use some help

tying in those old train cars.

Daisy's fine, Otto.

Then why's she in a
cage, she was hysterical!

Let me see her!

She's pretty riled up.

- Let me see her!
- Charley's dead, Otto!

Mary Ellen called.

Says she heard Daisy screaming
from inside the house.

Otto?

It was Carl that done it.

Wouldn't quit going on about a shark.

By now, you've all heard about Charley.

Daisy is the one that found him.

Egon assured me that.

He's gonna find the bear
before anything else,

God forbid, happens.

His men will be working here
while we sort things out.

I'm sure you can
understand, I don't want her

alone at the warehouse at night.

How is the lady, sir?

She's better, thank you, Egon.

Ottoman?

Hello, Egon.

I take it the three of you have
labored as mechanics before.

They two.

I'm merely a servant
traveling amongst men,

reading and translating God's word.

We're pleased to have you, reverend.

Those boys of yours,

work hard.

Neither their fears work.

Have them come in and get some cool water.

I have some paperwork I want
them to fill out anyway.

Neither can read, sir,

and albatross English
has nor need to scribe.

If all will be the same,
I will handle records.

Oh, I see.

You see not so clear as you believe, sir.

As I said it,

trade labor for occupation.

As I see it, that's
exactly what you've done.

And why do they do it?

They's bit by lady rum, sir.

Yeah, yeah.

My daddy ran a river crew.

So as far as rum goes, I've had my licks.

Indeed, sir.

As we all have.

Arduous men shall enter the kingdom.

All others shall be
punished upon its steps.

Hello, gentlemen.

Morning, reverend.

Morning.

Carson, might I have a minute?

Go pull them bins out, I'll be right out.

All right.

Egon McCarth.

Carson French.

Your son's a Carson.

Why do you say that?

Ottman is under a great burden.

I know Otto pretty good.

You're second in command.

The decision was bred of
haste, not of derision.

I figured.

Ottoman has offered my men work.

I seek to honor any request
he lodge, similarly,

I will respect your senior

and speak well of it upon his return.

Hey, Bianca.

Babe!

Damn, you lazy woman.

I've been through a traumatic experience.

Thank you very much.

They said on the TV it could
take years to return to normal.

That'll be good, that'll finally gimme

some time to do some yoga.

You're so full of shit, Ottoman.

You're just intimidated

by the thought of my ass in spandex.

What's all that?

About to find out.

Where's all that from?

The warehouse.

Hmm.

Where's that from?

Can't even tell.

The card is all rubbed off.

Oh.
- Oh, wow.

Get out, you're not working

for this god damn.

How about that, fuck that, huh?

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Why'd you throw my shit out like that?

You fucked my truck up!

Hey there.

Good morning.

I'm Daisy, Otto's wife.

Yes, I know who you are and I am Egon.

Pleased to meet you.

I am so sorry about the other day.

Is everything well?

Charley's wife's shook up.

Charley's the one that died.

So Otto's just trying
to keep things up here.

Get the warehouse cleared out.

Make sure I'm not going crazy.

Oh Lord.

When it rains it pours.

How are you?

I only wish that my
presence has played no foul

upon these burdens.

Uh-uh, not at all.

Otto told me about the bear.

I'm not gonna say nothing.

No sense bringing about fear.

It's the salt that boils mutiny.

You gonna catch him?

Her.

I aim to.

I hope to God you do.

Yes, hope and God are well and good.

It's been said often enough and true

that the Lord's work is mysterious.

Ain't that the truth?

Awful curious to see what
he's got in store this time.

Ottoman had suggested George

to be mannered in the day's work.

I suggest Carson act as
Ottoman in his absence.

Is it true he soon may be?

George.

Huh.

I figured he'd want Carson.

Oh, what am I saying?

Yeah, that'd be great.

I could use the help.

Usually, at the warehouse...

Then I'll see to it

and try my hands upon these trenches.

Reverend.

Reverend.

Hello, Ottoman.

No signs of the bear?

Shark?

None so far.

This fellow here has got an eye out.

It's beautiful out here.

Carson and Daisy's laughter led me down.

Nice to see Carson's working hard.

My daddy, he,

he used to bring me down
here singing old river songs,

drunk off his ass.

Aye.

Rum lets the canary float in all of us.

Sad old bird, she is.

Troubled.

Yeah.

You sing the old songs to your boy?

You been talking to Daisy?

No, sir.

Not yet.

I'm trying.

Reckon the trying's not the bad part.

Your flowers as far as they go.

Man, you ain't wrong.

What about you?

No.

Had a son, died.

Sorry to hear that.

He wasn't right for this world, Ottoman.

What happened to him?

Got cut up for stealing,

took some cheese off a mad old sea dog.

Gangrene came up his arm.

We're 70 off, nothing to be done.

I shot the dagger into his
heart, held him in my arms

as his eyes and my soul went black.

I see God, man.

That ain't God, Leonard.

That's the devil.

You lie, Rog, it don't matter at all.

She pretty though.

George?

Ottoman requested my eyes be upon today.

I heard.

You're a stranger to me, lad.

But the drink is a dear old friend

Otto don't mind.

So be it, I have only rules under God

and at present Ottoman.

Are you going tell Otto?

He is at now my captain.

Well, there ain't no sense

in worrying him more than he already is.

George?

Yeah.

If you speak of this
to no one, I will the same.

All right, then.

I spoke with Daisy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You all right?

Yeah.

Just, you know,

everything.

It's gonna be all right.

Are them naked pictures?

Sure are.

You know,

Otto used to have a
picture of me at his desk,

but I guess now he's got
a taste for orientals.

He even ripped a few pages out.

I thought he just liked the
crab rangoon at the buffet.

Ah, Daisy.

Don't think nothing of it.

Once you've poured
stone, Carson will have you

grease and return the bins.

I'll be taking Rogerio.

All right, then.

Bring a bin, felled.

You said I'd have her.

You engaged temptation

and cast doubt as a dagger against me?

She loves that black-

Nonsense, you're blinded by lust.

And where's he?

Drowned, both of you.

Him by flood and you by thirst.

Daisy cannot help but shed a futile petal

into the water to be grasped.

What do I do?

You follow me and listen

and by thus follow God.

You receive.

Last one.

Bring it to me.

Hey, have you seen Carson?

He's on-

Daisy.

How did this happen?

Well, Rog done sawed off his hand.

Thank you, Leonard.

How did it happen?

We fixing up that ramp, sawing.

Ramp?

What ramp?

Bin ramp gave out a while back, Otto.

You supposed to have that fixed.

Do you need to go to the hospital?

No, sir, I'm all right.

Leonard stitched me up pretty damn good.

Reverend.

Egon.

Carson.

Let's have a word.

How did this happen?

Carson, why was he using that machine

without your supervision?

I never-

Carson wisely sought

to handle the tasks of
your absence burdened.

I assured him of our
abilities despite his concern.

This fell beneath my eyes,
the fault is mine alone.

Thank you, Egon.

But Carson has been-
- Otto.

Here long enough to know...

I didn't know where to start in here.

I asked Carson for some help
getting things together in here

for Thursday's disperse, I didn't know.

You know better than to
let a brand new employee

into the cutting room.

It Won't happen again.

Is this the kind of
leadership I can expect from you

in my absence?

It cannot be.

Plenty of sailors go
overboard in high seas, Ottoman.

And what then?

Sometimes it's just a splash.

Rest of us join him in
wet lips, have a laugh.

For a quick recovery.

As it will do.

Engages the spirits.

And what if it's more than just a splash?

Swallowed in the sea?

The rest of us drowned
alongside him, full on.

Load the gun wall and set sail.

Why does the bear leave the head?

Reminds them of their mother's eyes.

Nothing is ever so good
nor so bad as it seems.

Ottoman, I'd like your ear for a moment.

Cut my tongue if it bends too far.

Okay.

My ear is bent.

I owe the trust of my men,

as it were my own beating heart fell out.

I've confided in me truths

to make brittle molten ears of demons,

stoned ulcers overflowed inside me.

I swore the same to you
once we shook hands,

which is why I bring this to you now.

For thine ears alone.

Does Carson make

regular acquaintance with your flower?

Daisy?

This is Blackwater, Egon.

Everybody knows everybody here.

Of course, that's no matter, anyway.

Reimagine my position.

Carson shared in spirits,

and I recall in the troubles of my men-

Wait, he was drinking?

I bore no witness, merely suspicion.

He and Daisy, I suppose-
- What?

Daisy knew about this?

With all that happened...

I could lose everything.

The problem is solved.

Ottoman.

At the last breath of this
transgression be breathed here.

- It's not that simple.
- Yes, it is.

If word got out-

There's blood in them words you hold.

You see, Ottoman,

carnival work being nearest
the trades of the sea,

is all that suits old sailors.

I smelled death lingered
in the hulls of a ship,

not half this size.

For months.

A bouquet of it, worsening daily.

Nightmares dare not conceive
such ghastly sights.

But we've done it.

Me and Rogerio,

and Leonard, act thicker
than blood says so.

So if you think I'm turning
you to some authority

and point and call negligence
where one of my men lost

not his good hand.

You have no faith at all, lad.

I have my suspicions or I have my love.

Not both.

I'm afraid of what you're not telling me.

Stay blessed and unburdened by jealousy.

It is the green-eyed monster

that mocks the meat it feeds on.

I'm not jealous, I'm just wondering.

Knowing that, good Ottoman.

Look to your flower, look to Daisy

and see if you see no
change in her acquaintance

with Carson, then be at peace,

and forgive my weakness, then pity me.

Only remember, sins and
darkness are not left undone,

simply untold.

Now I got my puzzle.

For you.

Ad you looking for a piece

that look like you.

Oh, reverend, you about
scared me half to death.

Apologies, Ms. Daisy.

We were led to expect it empty.

Should have been.

I come up here to get
a few things at first,

found 30 years worth in those old boxes.

Any to speak of?

Otto found some of his daddy's old things.

Got me curious.

But no, mostly just a bunch of old books.

What are you all doing here?

We've been put to task

at the light that's gone out.

I take it Master Ottoman did not inform.

He might have.

He told me you two talked last night.

He really appreciates you.

As a man of God,

it is my duty to keep your
ears open on his behalf.

I'm just glad he's got someone to talk to.

He sure doesn't say much at home.

When affliction resides
in the tongue, Ms. Daisy,

a man must not give it
passage into the home.

Ottoman's burdens are noble.

And silence is his shield.

Hmm.

He thinks he's protecting me,

but I worry about him too.

- The drinking?
- What?

Nevermind it, I misspoke.

Spoke or misspoke, you spoke.

Now speak, what is it?

Reverend, that is my husband.

I have a right to know.

In confidence?

Yes.

Lord, forgive my treason

and give it noble cause

If you'll indulge me in these long winds,

I'll explain.

Perhaps together

we can rid Ottoman of his torments.

I too lay dying under
the heels of lady rum,

that the Lord found me
and removed the burden.

My rank among these men was gifted to me.

I met death so often, we
became as jealous lovers.

I'd sing for her and she'd dance for me.

And one such showing, the Lady Cypress met

another vessel head on.

Yes.

Yes.

Impaled their skipper straight away.

Sad he must have been to
die so swift of mercy.

It wasn't so easy for the others.

Drug to sea,

treading water so long to make soft eyed

hated saviors of sharks.

All at once the sea turns so bright red,

the devil himself would pale.

There I was captain of the Cypress,

a derelict.

Exit mates as if they never was.

I drank rusted water, bit the silver backs

of long-rotted fish.

Soured, scurvied, and hurting other places

that only rum could see.

And so, to the devil,

I prayed for one last taste of rum

and as we said it the
Lord, work in mystery.

There it was.

Could have been days,

could have been years, but there it came.

Water.

Boiled, rid of its salt, and chilled.

Stale bread, salted fish.

He'd bring me those two
old sea dogs you see

in flesh before you today.

We landed ashore the
mouth of the Mississippi,

and rode it hither.

I traded in the Lady
Cypress for that old truck.

God afforded me a new life

and I have vowed to spend it
bringing his word to those men.

I see goodness in Ottoman and
I beg you to let me help him.

All I need is time and your cooperation.

You'll notice changing
behaviors, recurring troubles.

It's important that you
not react to any of this

and allow the change to run its course.

How about some pie, babe?

I'm not too sweet right now.

Can't wait to get through all this

and just stare out at the ocean together.

You know Egon's a preacher?

What makes you say that?

He teaches them carnival boys the Bible.

Since when is Ottoman Moore
interested in the Bible?

I don't know.

Charley's dead.

Boy almost died on Monday.

If Egon hadn't swore
up and down for me not

to worry about his boy's
hand getting chopped off,

I might have had to fire Carson.

Why would you fire Carson?

He's your best employee, Otto.

And if he's a preacher, then-

What?

Why, why, why are you always
sticking up for Carson?

I'm not sticking up for
him, he's your friend.

I'm just-
- That stupid son of a bitch

almost got someone killed.

If he wasn't in there giving you eyes.

Otto, you're being ridiculous.

You ought to be glad for the extra help.

Yeah, I bet you are.

What's that mean?

No, what the hell is
that supposed to mean?

Daisy, I see the way they look at you.

And what about you?

Baby, I, I don't know, okay?

Just,

just,

baby, okay, just look.

I'm tired and I, I want
to, I wanna finish this.

I want to, I, I gotta work on this now.

Baby, look, come, okay, stop.

Stop it, come on now, Daisy.

Daisy, stop it, listen.

Daisy, stop it!

I'm tired of you not listening to me.

- Come inside me.
- What?

Come inside me.

Tastes like liquorice.

Most of it does.

Yeah, I think things
are going to be different.

What'd you say that for?

Oh, you know what I mean, any of it.

Never how you imagine it,

even though you've done
it a thousand times.

Cut it out.

I ain't doing nothing but talking.

Oh, don't start that,
you know what you're doing.

No, I don't know.

I'm not doing that again,
Bianca, it ain't safe.

So what, we're just gonna
drink liquor at your car

and screw when you feel like it?

- That's not what I mean.
- Then what do you mean?

I wanna know how come you're
so god damn sure about it?

Oh, why can't we just
have a good time once

without you being an asshole?

Just trying to ask a question.

Then ask it, Carson.

Why'd you tell me to do that?

Because

it don't matter.

Don't matter.

What the fuck's that supposed to mean?

Who else are you saying that shit to?

Fuck off, Carson, I do
not deserve this shit!

As I labor in service of your loins,

oppose the sacraments of
marriage, you'll repent.

I'll be set in the
stage for our third act.

See to it the fool is
hungered by my return.

Come on, come on, yeah.

This is where me and Daisy got married.

Yes, I know.

There will be transgressions to note,

but you are the shepherd.

Let us break bread together,
count on our blessings.

I don't, I don't know about that.

Things between me and Daisy are-

My men will see to the service.

Here is what the hatchet be buried.

May good the seeds sewn with Daisy

and Ottoman bear witness.

Beg her, revive you to him.

Her tongue can bend his ears no other.

As for Ottoman, be fruitful with him.

Toasts of the past and
lay waters to the future.

Then

give Carson and Ottoman their fill.

Daisy, wholesome flower mustn't be wise

from whence the spirits came.

Once the seeds have laid to
harvest, watch them grow.

Reverend?

I'm gonna be a daddy.

Reverend know about that?

Mind if I try a little?

Want a cigar?

Want one?

You think I'm stupid?

You son of a bitch!

Get off me, get off me!

You think I'm stupid?

Let me call you a whore?

You're a whore!

You're a slut!

Let me go, you're not
my wife, not my wife.

What are you looking for, Ottoman?

I don't know.

Please, let's just sit down-

Just sit down.

Black okay?

Thank you.

Is this where slumber found you?

Ottoman?

What became of the night?

I don't know, I, I can't remember.

You must know.

Carson

brought home your Daisy.

I cannot be certain of more,
which I did not bear witness.

Do you trust Daisy?

I don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

Doubt is more powerful than certainty.

What am I supposed to do?

Certainty must precede action.

Justice requires it.

There mustn't be suspicion.

I'll cease tomorrow's labors

under the guise of reconciliation.

Onward we scheme.

The way we're drinking, George.

These boys might have to make some room.

What's that you boys drinking?

Oh, that shoe shot.

Hmm?

Well shit, yeah, I want some.

Careful, George.

She's a tricky spirit.

Shit, the way these boys are drinking,

it looks like god damn watered down H2O.

"Watered down H2O," boy
you are dumber than shit.

Don't cuss neither.

Reverend don't like it.

God damn you river boys is something else!

Hey, fuck you, Carson.

You want to talk about dumber than shit?

Well, you got a whore pregnant.

You're dumber than your dick!

Yeah, I know, I seen
you and the boss's wife

awful cozy together.

Who, Daisy?

No.

No, Daisy's a good girl.

I ran out with this old girl Bianca

and she ain't a whore no
more, fuck you very much.

Yeah, I was with a
whore once, after Cypress.

I was so drunk.

She gave me five minutes.

I gave her three shots

and she didn't even get pregnant.

Just drunk.

Man, I gotta know.

Did she have a timer?

Nope.

Stopwatch.

How'd it happen?

What you mean?

Yeah, we was drinking
together and he fucked her.

She said she was tired of running around.

We got to drinking one night, talking.

That was that.

Where'd you do it?

You boys ain't gonna tell Otto, is you?

No.

In the office.

Oh, shit.

Behind the office.

Oh, shit.

- In the warehouse.
- Oh.

- In the car.
- Ugh.

Lots of times in the car.

They laugh

and swim in the oceans of your despair.

My sweet Daisy.

She is as wretched as he.

You must see that.

It is she who betrayed you.

Carson merely gave way to his nature.

No.

She loves, speaks,

she looks like an angel.

How could I not see it?

A friendly dagger stabs twice.

Entering in our backs
and through our hearts.

I'll watch her go to hell

as she looks into my eyes.

Hang her for trains to see.

That's not the way.

An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

She should suffer for her sins
in the very bed she betrayed.

I have been a fool.

But no more.

As it is written.

So shall it be.

What did you do?

What the hell did you do, Otto?

Tell me.

What happened, Daisy?
- What?

What are you talking about?

Ask God for forgiveness.

Maybe you won't go to hell.

Otto.

- Confess this.
- Stop it.

You're not making any sense.

It won't change anything.

I just wanna hear you say it.

Confess!
- No!

You're crazy.

Carson already confessed.

Laughed about it before he died.

- You're scaring me.
- Oh.

She feels.

It's a miracle.

Look, Egon told me that
he's been helping you.

Come on, let's just talk to him together-

It's too late for that!

I loved you, Daisy, I loved you so much.

How could you do this to me?

I didn't do anything!

I love you too, I'm worried about you.

Carson.

You were never worried about me.

What?

Me and Carson?

Are you fucking kidding me?

We have nothing.
- The reverend-

We have nothing.

He told the reverend everything!

No!

About him loving you, and you loving him!

Will you tell them?

I loved her.

What did you do?