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In Texas, every town has a story the kids like to whisper around their

campfires.

This one will scare the hell out of you.

See that fella right there?

He's an ex-Army Ranger.

His name's Trevor Lloyd.

Eight months ago, his best friend got shot over in Iraq.

Trevor hit him in some trench while he went for help.

But before he left...

Trevor promised he'd come back.

The sniper pinned Trevor down just two blocks away.

When he finally returned, the Iraqis were dragging his friend's body through

the streets.

Now every time Trevor closes his eyes, he sees his buddy looking up at him,

pleading.

When Trevor came home, his wife said he'd changed.

She said he'd forgotten how to laugh.

She left him six months ago.

So he quit his job and drifted west, unaware that the road he was traveling

would collide with a nightmare and one of the most bizarre kidnapping, torture,

rape, and murder cases in Texas history.

Trevor should have listened to his wife.

A smile might have helped him get a ride.

As it was, no one stopped.

But who could blame them?

The highways crawling with weirdos.

I ain't never worked on no ranch before.

Is it hard?

It's torture.

You reckon how long you gonna need us?

Permanently.

But you need the both of us, right?

Hell yeah.

We done lost two of our best workers.

Well, looky here.

Son of a bitch.

Morning. Morning, Sheriff.

Where are you headed?

I figure I'll head out west.

You know there's trouble around here.

I'd have scared the hell out of fellas like you.

You better hop in. I'll take you down to the county line.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

All right.

Beautiful day today.

Yes, it is.

No business today, boys.

Don't tell me they're all legal.

Yep, they all got their green cards, every one of them. You want to see them?

Get back to work, rapido.

You might want to watch your back there. Weldon's a little blind.

Let me show you this.

Fourth time this year we've caught them.

I think they get back here quicker than we do.

How about it, then?

How about what, Bobby?

Seen any?

Well, yeah.

A couple here and there, mostly with ranchers.

Which ranchers?

Now, Bobby, you know I can't answer that.

It's bad for business.

What is this welding? Blood?

Yeah.

With them damn chickens.

They were in there when we was welding.

This place used to be crawling with wets.

You two have gotten so good at your jobs, you're just going to work

yourselves out of it.

Don't start that again.

Entiendes?

Devil's ranch.

I mean, who knows, man?

Not you too.

Weird things happen.

Welding. Just like before.

The theater goes in the pot.

I heard a feller say once that when a doomed man dies, an angel

carries him to the gates of hell.

Now, I don't know if that's true, but if it is, Trevor's angel was a trucker

named Dan Riley.

So where are you headed?

L.A.

L.A.? What you hoping to find out there?

Peace of mind.

That ain't where I found it.

Miguel Sanchez was one wetback who wanted to get caught.

That's JT Goldman in the black truck.

He can smell a business opportunity a mile away.

Holy shit. Yeah.

This ain't gonna be easy.

He doesn't like me very much.

Mr. Broderick.

Mr. Broderick. This is my attorney, Tom Stockwell.

How are you, Mr. Broderick?

On behalf of my client here, I'm prepared to offer you... Not enough.

Ma'am.

Now, your opinion of Mr. Goldman is... It's biased, I assure you. I mean, he is

not the man that you make him out to be.

All right, then.

How about I buy some of this here jerky?

About the $15.

$15 it is.

Make it $50.

Stay down. Stay down. I will. I promise.

I will.

You've got five minutes.

Look at the way you're living here, Mrs. Broderick.

I beg your pardon?

What my client is saying is that he is willing to give you more money than you

could possibly spend in a lifetime. You could buy anything you want, Mrs.

Broderick.

I have everything I want.

What about your son?

What about him?

Well, it's no secret that he's a little slow.

It wouldn't be nice if he could enjoy all... He does enjoy.

He enjoys his mama.

And he enjoys half the land he inherited from his pa.

He's getting by.

Why don't you make him an offer?

It ain't his half that I'm interested in.

Now, why would you want to deny yourself the finer things in life?

This meeting is over.

$100,000 in this case.

That's $500,000. I told you that it ain't enough.

There is no price tag on my home.

Now you get out and leave me alone!

Hi.

Clayton Conley.

Howie. Howie Beal.

My first girlfriend.

You've been dating girls named Jerry ever since, right?

Where you headed?

California, I guess.

California.

You ever work on a ranch?

No, but I wouldn't mind.

Climb on in, friend.

All right.

Yes, sir.

Inside of three days?

Boy, these men would be dead.

You know what the problem is?

She doesn't need the money.

And it's too bad, because if she did, you'd probably be able to deal with her.

Tom, you're a genius.

Everybody's got one skeleton in their closet.

Let's find out what hers is.

If anyone could find a skeleton, it was J.T. Goldman.

Hoboken!

Miles Grady used to say that.

Like a bad-eyed hobo.

That's you

Y'all got a nude?

Don't worry.

I'm gonna get your turn.

I'm glad you're finding everything you want.

Oh.

Oh.

How's my baby boy today?

What do you got?

Oh, what does it need?

Six jars of blood break. Good.

Five pounds of jerky. Good.

And I got eight of them damn chickens out there in the front seat.

You know, you must have read my mind. You are such a good boy.

Because I still got a few dozen eggs, but I run out of bait and jerky this

morning. This is for you.

And you can put them chickens in the freezer for me.

Thanks, Mom.

You're welcome.

Now that is going to spoil your dinner.

One. I... I love you.

I love you, too.

Now, if you intend to take that load of theater over, you better call Thad

first.

Biff!

You scared the hell out of me, son.

What the hell happened to you?

Hang on.

Yeah?

Hey, Weldon.

Well, you got another load already?

Yeah, as long as you don't bring me any more of that dog-legged crooked crap

like you brought earlier.

Yeah, I'll be here. Come on.

Okay.

Don't die on me now, son.

Yeah, sure. Beer, please. This is that.

Sheriff, this is bad.

Yeah, fine.

Now, look, some fella just showed up here at my trailer, and he's all tore

up. Looks like he tangled with a wildcat.

Yeah, it's pretty bad.

I don't know. I've never seen him.

Could you come on over?

Yeah, because Weldon Broderick's on his way over to see him. Otherwise, I'd

bring him myself.

Okay, Sheriff, no. I appreciate it. Okay.

Yep.

Welcome home, boys.

So this is the bunkhouse?

It'll grow on you.

Clayton will come for it as soon as the paperwork's ready.

Hell.

Hey, guys, listen to this.

Homeless vagabonds of life steaming sore, come one, come all, and knock on

my door.

I'll open to you, but the stay is not free. You'll sweat and you'll bleed

while working for me. I'll give you no bread nor water to swallow.

Enjoy the rest of your life at Hoboken Hollow.

Well,

he's probably curled up under a bridge somewhere.

Yeah. I'll check in with you later.

You heading home?

No, I'm headed out west to town.

Folks out there are missing a few goats.

Probably coyotes. Maybe a big cat.

Hang on a second, will you?

You did it again, Weldon.

Did what?

You stacked all this naughty crooked stuff under all these nice straight

ones. I did?

Hell yeah.

You know you did.

What's wrong with that?

What's wrong with that?

You deliberately try to trick me.

You want me to pay more than what this load is worth.

This is a $40 load at best.

$40?

Yes, sir.

Could you give me $50 for this $40 load?

And a box of keychains.

I ain't sold the last box yet.

Hmm.

Look I'll give you $50, but you gotta unload them all by yourself And you

gotta promise me you're never gonna bring me any more of this crooked shit

Yeah,

dumb like a fox I'll see you later. Take her easy

I see the way you look at me.

Hey, let's get this show on the road, huh?

Hey, man, your light don't work.

That's right.

Lights take electricity.

Electricity take money.

Wait a minute. What are you saying?

I'm saying we use kerosene and candles around here.

You all right with that?

We ain't got no electricity.

I think we'd like to talk this over some more, Mr. Connolly.

That's all right with me.

As long as we don't do it in the house.

Then call me Clayton.

Lady of the house is right up here in the kitchen

Lois, we might have a little problem here.

Your new red pants have a second thought.

I didn't want to talk about it.

That's Junior's wife, Lois.

That one-eyed bastard over there is named Andrew Gakes.

This company's about half blind.

And this fella right here, I'm not sure, but I think he's a gentleman.

Are you a Nazi boy?

And the nigger over there.

That's Archie Brubaker.

You got a gold tooth.

Show your tooth, Archie.

Man, what right you got talking to us like that?

Y'all ain't nothing but white trash yourselves.

Better sit down, boy.

I think we better go.

I ain't gonna die twice.

Put them on.

There's blood on these.

Blood? Here's the deal.

As long as you work hard and remain useful, you'll have

plenty of food to eat and a roof over your head.

But the second you become useless around here, that's when the deal's gonna

change.

Now, you can go ahead and try and run.

You can try and hide, but the nearest town is miles away.

And the local sheriff just happens to be Lois' cousin.

And he don't like vagrants.

So I want you, if you run and we catch you, this

party's gonna end.

I want to go back to the shelter.

I'll see you around.

All right, then.

You take care of yourself.

Oh, and don't let the boogeyman get you.

It's cold.

Put some wood in the stove.

Get her past these cracks.

J.P.? Miguel?

Huh? Who is it?

I thought you... I'm Preston Hanks.

That there's Don Paul.

Who are you?

I'm Howie Beal.

This is Andrew Gates.

My grandpa's name was Howie.

Where's Archie?

I guess he must have took off.

What?

Look, we see him come and go around here.

You do what you're told, when you're told, you'll be fine.

He took the irons off us.

And you don't run?

Well, hell no.

Better than sleeping in a ditch. Or in a box. Or under a bridge.

But this is against the law.

I ain't broke no laws.

I'm not staying.

Suit yourself.

Don't expect us to help you.

Shit.

What was that? Say who you are.

All

right.

You keep your mouth shut and your eyes towards the ground.

They can't get away with this.

They can, and they do.

By picking up people like us.

Let me ask you something, Howie.

Who really cares when you're gone?

Most of my family is in Germany, but... Yeah.

A lot of good that's gonna do you.

Did you get it?

Webbacks and drifters.

You disappear, nobody even reports it.

I got a brother somewhere.

Oh, yeah?

I don't see your feet under his table.

Nobody's going to miss you.

But what do they want with us?

Labor if you can work.

Catfish bait if you can't.

Catfish bait?

You don't know that for sure.

I know for sure where I found Jose Ramirez's earring after he disappeared.

In a jar of Weldon's blood bait. I swear.

What happened?

Some bitches pulled on me. Pulled who?

Lucky that's all they pulled.

Giddy-up time.

Are you crazy?

If I have to wake you again tomorrow, it's going to be worse.

You can chop cedar, you can goat, slaughter chickens, or stretch fence.

What's it going to be?

I thought we were going to ride horses and herd cattle.

I got no horses.

I got no cows, neither.

What kind of a ranch is this?

He complains again?

Kill him.

Why don't you go ahead and go on in and make the offer?

I'm going to hang out here for a little while.

All right. All right.

Oldman smelled another opportunity with Clayton Connolly.

Hello, Weldon.

Your mother here?

You're in the back.

Come on.

If you should happen to see anything, don't hesitate to give me a call.

We ain't got a phone out at the ranch.

Here, take mine.

Don't let Weldon see it.

Hell, that Billy Goat don't know what a cell phone is.

Morning Weldon.

But what's it worth to you?

The spring on her property feeds the creek on my property.

Yeah? That doesn't, that doesn't warrant paying double.

The creek on my property feeds, they fit that tree.

So?

No. What do you think would ever happen if those springs got polluted?

I suppose the fish would die.

Uh-huh.

Billions of dollars for the fish.

You think the dates ever thought of that before?

So you want to get it? You want to buy it before I get you?

Yeah.

If I had that piece of property, I'd be sitting on a gold mine.

Peeling cedar isn't that bad.

Speak for yourself.

We said we gotta do 50 of these.

We wanna eat. 50?

We can't do that.

You better find a way.

You don't wanna starve to death.

I wonder what they got Andrew doing.

Come here, you idiot.

Yeah, you come here.

Could you move it a little faster?

Turn around.

What was that?

I said turn around.

Take care you don't let any more of them fitters blow away.

Yes, ma'am.

Go fetch me Howie and Archie right now!

He was up all night hunting goats for Lois.

Really? Something wrong?

Yeah, something's wrong. We told him to get his ass out in the barn now.

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Over here!

Over here!

You know why they wouldn't see them?

Ow!

Why the hell did you do that? Parker Hilton, you've been found guilty of

laziness and shirking your duties.

Why? I didn't do nothing. Stop him, Junior.

You can't do that. Why are you guys doing this to me? How the hell do you

expect me to make a living around here?

Why? What did I do?

What did you do? Ow!

Why don't you take a look around?

You see anything missing? Come on. Come on.

You take a look around, Parker.

Look. You see anything missing out there?

Huh?

Like that porch monkey, you piece of shit.

How the hell do you expect to be former around here if you can't keep track of

your hands?

Huh? And that cedar pile ain't grown an inch since yesterday.

I'm sorry, Clayton. Oh, you're going to be.

Stop, please!

Look, I'll peel the wood myself.

Yeah, that's right, you piece of shit.

Not before you spend a little more time with my friend Junior here.

And then after that, Parker.

I want you to find me some more help for this rat, you understand me?

Please, Clayton.

Don't do this.

Don't do this!

Don't do this!

Evening, Trevor.

Parker.

Uh, throw your stuff in the back.

Thanks.

Uh, you ain't thick, are you?

Huh? Yeah.

Oh, oh, this?

No, I, uh, I ran into a wasp nest.

Doing along.

Sure it wasn't killer bees?

Hell,

I don't know. Maybe it was.

Where are you headed?

West Coast.

You know, we got the best cook in the county.

And a good firm mattress.

Sounds inviting.

I could do with a couple of nights rest.

What you needin' done?

Oh, you know, just typical ranch work.

Will you give me a ride back out to the highway in a day or two?

Hey, if I can't, I'm sure somebody else will.

All right, then.

Let's do it.

You hold still now.

What do they do with these?

Take them around to stores and sell them on commission.

You think he made it?

That black fella?

Checked the smokehouse.

Preston. What?

What? Nothing.

Come on, guys. What is it? Please.

Every time somebody runs off...

The next day, there's fresh meat hanging in the smokehouse.

No shit.

He's pulling your leg.

No, I ain't. That jerky's made out of goat meat.

I had jerky for lunch.

I'm gonna be sick.

Norm's moving in.

Come on, the owners will want to meet you. Looks like they're asleep already.

Come on.

Upstairs.

Be a damn thing.

He'll get you to do it.

So would that.

That's Mr.

Roderick. He owns the place.

It's that way. They're in the kitchen.

I'll tell you what, I've had enough. You can take me back to the highway.

No, I can't.

It's raining.

I don't care if it's snowing.

He's alive.

Hey.

Hey.

Brody boy.

Wake up.

Hey.

I know how to take the starch out of his britches.

Take him to the barn.

It happened.

Parker, I'm afraid.

Something terrible is going to happen. I just know it.

Like it already has.

Why? A girl's got to make a living.

That'll take the wind out of your sails.

There.

And I'm sorry, I just don't think I can stay here any longer.

Sorry.

After all the hospitality we give you, this is the thanks we get.

I'm sorry, I... Two nights lodging we gave you and all them damn meals.

All right, if you want, I'll pay you for that. That's right, boy, you want to pay

me. Okay.

Okay, what do you want?

I'll give you... That ain't enough.

Well, how much do you need? How much you got?

I got like $80.

Still ain't enough.

Junior, cuff him now.

Howie Beal, you are under arrest.

You have been found guilty for theft, deception, and failure to act in

accordance with your verbal contract. I don't understand. I didn't do anything

to deserve this.

Howie Beal, you are sentenced for the crimes against this ranch to be hanged

by the neck until dead.

If this is a joke, it's not funny. Come on. Howie, this is no joke.

All right, all right.

I'll stay.

I changed my mind. I want to stay. I don't want to go.

Please, I'll stay. All right.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to flip this little coin, head you live, and tails you die.

Please don't do this.

Take it or leave it.

Take it.

All right, I'll take it.

Junior, let him down. And I wanted to see this sumbitch hang.

Get back to work!

And I mean it, Howie.

No more complaining.

I can show Howie here how to skin a goat.

Take care you don't spill any blood.

Let's go, boys.

Parker?

Can you have Terry come over and clean my bedroom?

Yes, ma'am.

Bring him over here.

All right, you want to step over him.

He's got firm grip, so he can't go anywhere.

You want to tie his back legs up with that rope right there, just like he's

doing. It's called half hitch knot. You know the title?

You better learn.

Make sure it's tight.

All right, now, after those knocks are tied, what you want to do is you want to

get that. See this pulley right here?

Hook it up to that pulley.

Make sure it's in there.

All right, good.

Bring him down so you've got a hold of him.

Then you want to use that hoist right there.

You want to pull him up upside down through the rafters.

That way, when you cut his throat, all the blood will drain into the bucket.

Catch the blood.

Man, Welder.

You got another load already?

You working slaves out there?

This is a $60 road.

They're all straight.

Every one.

Well, let's go see about that.

Yeah.

Hell no, they don't know nothing.

I'll see you there.

What have you got?

I was kidnapping and murdering them.

You serious?

I was a hockey player.

Murder?

You got proof of that?

Let's just say I do. What the hell's going to happen to me?

Why don't you let somebody else provide the evidence?

What do you mean?

Make sure somebody gets out of there.

They go to the law, and you disappear.

That's too easy.

It's worth $25,000 to me.

I'll give you five now.

You rest before you leave.

Show me something.

He can see us, you know.

Well, that moron's dumber than mud.

It's the law I'm worried about.

This is this?

Thoughts I've been working my butt off.

I ain't eaten anything since yesterday.

First come, first serve.

That's a bunch of crap, man.

What the hell, Andrew?

You shouldn't have been late for lunch.

We didn't know you was coming.

That bitch out there told me I had to... split another cord before I could eat.

How do they expect us to work if they don't feed us?

Why don't you talk to the bitch?

She's obviously the brains of this operation.

Better get out of my way.

I'm getting sick of this.

I swear she says one more word to me.

I'm going to kill her.

I'm going to cut that ugly head of hers off and kick it across the floor.

She can't see. She can't hear. She can't do nothing.

You can run your mouth.

Now let's see if you can run a chainsaw, you milky-eyed freak.

we'll have ourselves a party tonight.

Eat up, boys.

Get back to work.

What do you mean by that?

Oh, Lord.

Boys just don't get it, do you?

Lois is not the brains of this outfit.

Preston.

Take this.

I cut those posts exactly 96 inches, stack them right over there.

96 inches.

Yeah, that's eight feet, moron.

Okay. Hey, I don't want to hear that thing stop until it runs out of gas.

June, I was just making the bed.

I was just making the bed.

No.

June, no. Please don't. June.

You okay?

I should ask you the same question.

Are you hungry?

I'll be fine.

You ate all of it?

Well, it's first come, first serve. I thought that's what she said.

Freaky-looking bastard. I ought to whip your ass.

Well, hell, Preston, you was late for supper. I didn't know you was coming.

Hey, hey, hey!

Get off him!

What's going on?

That freaky-looking son of a bitch ate all our supper. That's what happened.

Well, I hadn't had breakfast or lunch, Parker. I'm sorry.

Well, what did he eat?

Terry brought over a platter full of sandwiches and ten cinnamon rolls.

Damn, he ate all that? He ate everything.

No, I didn't eat all of it.

Trevor, that guy in there, he had one of the cinnamon rolls.

And you ate the rest.

I ain't gonna like this.

I ain't gonna like this one bit.

Yo, Parker.

Where you going?

To eat supper.

I'm starving.

What about us?

Take that out with Lois.

Stealing bologna.

Your crime is being alive.

What about them cinnamon rolls?

Yeah, I stole them too.

Get him! Hot shot!

Yeah.

Black, look at that.

How'd you do that, Andrew?

Chainsaw.

Chainsaw. You got a little dirt in that thing. You ought to clean it up. I think

it needs disinfecting.

I got it. I got it.

Andrew,

we got to cut you up.

We're going to do it in little pieces, and it's going to take us all day.

Junior,

you can rot there. Rot there in those eye sockets.

Hot shot.

Look.

Hey!

What is wrong with you people?

Leave him be.

Clayton, I want you to hold this boy's head down real hard right now.

That ain't part of my job description.

I got it. I'll deal with Lois.

I got it.

Repeat after me.

Rot in his eye pockets.

Maybe that'll cure him.

Come

on.

I can't.

Sorry, I got no pee.

All right, who needs the pee?

I'll do it.

Teach you to steal my lunch.

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Like it.

Hey, get him in the head.

Get him on his head.

Oh, that

might leave a mark, that one.

Come on.

Let's haul him off to the hanging tree.

See if he has a better attitude tomorrow.

All right, come on.

Let's go, everybody.

Let's go, come on.

They're gonna be busy with Andrew for a while.

But I suggest you don't mess around.

Get the hell out of here now.

Wait they okay over there I

Need help

I'll be over there in a minute.

What

the

hell do you think you're dealing with?

You think I don't know about you and JT Goldman?

You thought I was the stupid one.

I need a doctor.

Oh, hell, he ain't hurt.

Yeah, yeah, my head hurts.

I think he's trying to get out of work.

Andrew, look at me. Hey,

stick out your tongue.

Stick it out, or I'm going to kick this tongue over right now.

Don't you think he's had enough?

I mean, he's no good to you like this.

You want another turn up there?

Shut up!

You let him hang there until morning.

Torture time's over.

Time to turn in.

Come on, Junior.

Show's over, boys.

Let's go.

This is my dominion.

I am king!

And this is my scepter.

Stick out your tongue.

No, Tonya.

No.

I'll peel the cedar.

I'll peel the cedar, Tonya.

Stick out your tongue.

Close your eyes. I said close your eyes!

This junior's got you a big surprise.

Junior? The new guy, Trevor?

Quickly, this way.

There. Hurry.

Come back for me, please.

I will.

I promise.

Parker. Check the bunkhouse.

Junior, look in the privy.

What the hell?

Damn!

Where'd he go?

Let's spread out!

What is it?

That was Lois.

She just said I'm the new form.

What's that?

You believe that?

Clayton, he just up and left.

Just like that.

What are you doing?

She wants me and Preston to go burn a dead cow.

They can't wait till morning?

I guess not, baby.

Since I'm the new foreman.

Oh, and she wants you to go clean her bedroom in the morning.

It's 1 a.m.

Maybe there's something wrong.

There was no dead cow that we burned.

I saw... I saw a boot on the road.

I think that was Andrew Gates.

Hey.

Either of you guys seen Howie?

Not since last night.

I thought he was with you somewhere.

Morning. Hey there, Sheriff.

Where are you headed?

Out west.

Well, you better hop in.

We've been having trouble around here.

What kind of trouble?

Thank God.

I need help.

Pop him back.

Thanks.

Trevor didn't go to L.A.

Instead, he found his wife and showed her a smile.

I've learned that people will endure almost anything when there's no place

else to go.

Trapper went to the Texas Rangers, and they raided the ranch.

Parker was granted immunity for his testimony.

They found human bone fragments where he burned the brush.

They also found the audio tapes recording the torture of Andrew Gates.

That's Rhonda Simmons.

She works at the State Fish Hatchery.

She once scolded me for mistreating a transient mama's store.

Mama sold her half of the ranch to J.T. Goldman for $1.7 million.

She moved in with me and hired the best defense attorney in Texas.

Donald Paul Jordan was right about one thing.

Lois was not the brains of the outfit.

Them wall men?

They thought there was something wrong with me.

So they gave me a little slap on the wrist.

Didn't let me go.

Howdy, Cousin Lois.

I got you another one.

Coming for to carry me home

Well,

if you get there before I do

Coming for to carry me home.

Tell all my friends I'm coming too.

Coming for to carry me home.

So swing low, sweet chariot.

Coming for to carry me home.

Swing low, sweet chariot.

Come for to carry me home Swing low Sweet

chariot Come for to carry me home Swing

low Sweet chariot Come for to carry

me home