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[humming]

[ominous music]

[doorbell rings]

Hello.

Can we interest you in some cookies?

I'd be delighted.

I will take two boxes.

For Frank.

Here you go.

Well, aren't you the most adorable little girl

I‘ve ever seen.

Are you all right?

Yes, darling.

You can run along now.

[ominous music]

[glass shattering]

[grunts]

[ominous music]

[gun clicks]

[clattering]

[stairs creak]

[door rattling]

[gun clicks]

You sure as hell picked the wrong house.

All right.

[glass shattering]

Ugh!

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

Ugh!

You want some water, something to eat?

I can have somebody get you something.

You a God-fearing man, Buddy?

I ain‘t been to church.

It can be a hard commitment trying to make ends meet, what

with a newborn baby, right?

Yeah.

I wasn't very religious myself growing up, but, uh,

this job has shown me some things-- things that,

uh, I can‘t erase from my mind.

And they‘ve been burned into my soul forever.

l have to admit there have been some moments when I wasn't

sure I‘d be able to go on, but then

my faith carries me through.

You ever have moments like that?

You feel like right now might be one of those moments?

Well, uh, sure am sorry about this.

I mean, breaking and entering, that‘s one thing.

But murder?

Damn, that is a whole other story.

And I hate to tell you that all signs clearly point

to you being the murderer.

I want you to help me understand your side.

Take your time, deep breaths and all, and tell me what happened.

Give me just a minute of your time, sir.

Now, remember I said profit margins

were growing last week, right?

Well, they didn‘t stop.

Look at this.

Success story, after success story, after success story.

I mean, the list goes on, man.

|t's-- it‘s-- it‘s-- guaranteed money.

Look, what does the Lord say, huh?

You reap what you sow.

Right?

You sow one of this, I'm telling you, man, you will reap.

[baby crying]

Uh-- you know, that's-- that‘s-- that‘s the truth.

l-- look, I gotta go.

You-- you give me a call if you, um, change your mind?

All right?

OK.

Hey, baby.

Hey.

You all right?

[baby coughs]

Oh.

She is coughing again this morning.

We need to get her to a doctor soon.

Yeah, we will.

[baby crying]

May have to wait till after the storm, though.

I got some good things in the works.

Buddy, we‘ve talked about this.

I believe in you, and I know things

are going to come through eventually,

but we need money now.

I know.

You're right.

I saw a sign out front.

They need bussers.

I'll do manual labor myself if I can get a sitter for Emily--

No.

Absolutely not.

No, no.

I‘m gonna take care of it.

Now, Frank called today about a fencing job.

I guess I got requested, so I'll go down and see if I

can get some cash up front, or.

OK.

Listen, I‘ve been thinking.

Uh-- it‘s been intense lately.

A bit stressful.

l was just thinking maybe we let your sister watch Emily

for a weekend, and, you know, we have

just a little one-on-one time.

Seriously?

It's been six months.

I know, I‘m sorry.

And I know you‘ve been patient.

Since the baby, | just don‘t feel sexy.

Just give me a bit more time.

All right.

[doorbell rings]

Hey, there.

I'm here about the fence.

Look, somebody called and requested I come.

Uh, Buddy.

Ha-ha.

What happened?

Can you fix it?

Uh, it shouldn't be a problem.

Today.

Uh, oh, well, today was just supposed to be the estimate.

You know, we got a hurricane coming.

It‘s just a piece of fence.

It's not even 1 o‘clock yet.

I'll make it worth your while.

Worth my while, huh?

What you thinking?

[spits]

Oh, there he is, mister negotiator all of a sudden.

What‘s it gonna cost me?

Let‘s see.

You gotta replace this whole part,

so, I mean, that's probably, what, seven feet?

So that‘s about 10 bucks a post, tax,

you‘re looking at around 100.

So all in, I‘d say, uh, 200 would be safe.

Well, you get it done the day, I'll give you 250.

300?

240, final offer.

Deal.

I want it done today.

Where were you stationed?

1st Battalion 10th Marines, Camp Lejeune, North Carolina.

Gunslingers, right?

How‘d you know that?

Navy man.

Just got back.

Well, I'll be damned.

Yeah, I know they call y‘all squids, but you

look more like a tadpole to me.

What do they call you Marines again?

If you call me a jarhead, you watch what happens.

[laughs]

I‘m just fucking with you.

Get to work.

[high heels clicking]

(SINGING) The way you wear your hat.

The way you sip your tea.

The memory of all that.

No, they can‘t take that away from me.

The way you smile just beams.

The way you sing off-key.

[softly laughs]

The way you haunt my dreams.

No, they can‘t take that away from me.

Happy anniversary, baby.

What are you doing?

What‘s it look like?

All these years, I still don't mean that much to you.

Oh, shit.

Uh, baby doll.

FANCY: I don‘t want to hear it!

I messed up.

Ugh.

To think I put this on for you.

I apologize, OK?

I don‘t want it.

I love you the same, so much, every day.

I don't know why one day has to be more important than all

the rest of them.

Because it is the day our love merged and was forever united.

I don‘t know why every year I think maybe--

maybe this year Walter will come to a deeper understanding.

I‘m sorry.

I don‘t know what else I can say or do.

Why don't you do what a man‘s supposed to do.

And what is that exactly?

Paint the house.

Mow the lawn.

Make love to me like a real man instead

of sitting on your lazy ass and getting drunk all day.

[ominous music]

Now, you push me once, I can let it go.

Push me twice, I might react.

Do it.

Go on.

Hurt me, Walter.

Hurt me real bad.

Let‘s see if you got the balls.

I knew it.

You simply lack what it takes to follow through.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

REPORTER (ON TV): And in local news,

another teenager has been reported missing.

16-year-old Jeff Goudet was last seen wearing a black tracksuit

with white stripes.

Members of the public should contact

Detective Jones of the Sheriff‘s Department

if they have any information.

And now over to Jessica for updates on the hurricane.

JESSICA (ON TV): As you can see, Hurricane Jody

is now a Category 3 storm out in the Gulf.

But models expect it to gain strength

before it makes landfall.

You look like you're about to pass out.

Uh, no, ma‘am, I‘m--

I'm good.

Who you calling ma‘am?

I'm very sorry, uh-- uh, Missus--

Fancy, short for Francine Mae Franklin.

Your name?

Buddy.

It‘s a pleasure to meet you.

Mm.

You want some?

Iced tea.

Yeah.

Yeah, that sounds nice, actually.

Seems kind of down to try and fix a fence

right before a hurricane comes, but that's

my idiot husband for you.

It's all right.

|-- I like to finish what I start.

Huh.

You live far from here?

On the other side of town.

I can make it home if I hurry.

I always loved the calm before a storm.

Birds are smart.

Why‘s that?

Oh, they leave before it arrives.

They can sense the danger.

Well, thank you very much.

I should probably get back to it.

You‘re very welcome.

Ah!

Shit!

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yes, ma‘am, I‘m fine, I‘m fine.

Come on, let me see.

It's all right, I promise.

I'm good.

Oh.

Come on inside.

We'll get you all cleaned up.

I appreciate that, but I--

I really gotta finish up here and get home--

I‘m not asking.

[water running]

Ah, uh, thanks, but |--

I can-- I can do that.

No guest of mine will not be attended

to by the queen of this house.

Are you the queen of this house?

No, I‘m not.

Exactly.

Let me see.

All better.

[suspenseful music]

WALTER: What, we good here?

I hurt my hand.

Did you, now?

|‘mma-- l‘mma try and finish up.

You just can‘t help yourself, can you?

Oh, I‘m sorry.

Does that bother you?

Doesn‘t bother me one bit.

[thunder crashes]

[ominous music]

[whistling]

[gunshots]

[glass shattering]

[gun clicks]

[gunshot]

[glass shattering]

Hey, what the hell?

Fucking asshole.

[gunshot]

[glass shattering]

Are you fucking kidding me?

Huh?

What the fuck‘s the matter with you, asshole?

There you are.

[thunder rumbling]

[leaves rustling]

[thunder crashes]

[heavy rainfall]

[thunder crashes]

Hey, uh, I‘m--

I‘m real sorry, but I wasn't able to finish.

Uh, I can come back early next week, wrap it up.

It‘s gonna be 100, then.

You didn‘t live up to your end of the bargain.

Come on, man.

It started raining out there.

It's not my fault.

Looks like the good Lord doesn‘t

want you to make extra money.

That‘s gotta hurt.

Fine.

Oh, thank you, uh, for the iced tea and the Band-Aid.

Oh, you‘re very welcome.

How would you like to stay for dinner?

Oh, that‘s, uh, very kind of you, but, um, actually,

my-- my daughter's a little under the weather

and my wife‘s at home taking care of her,

so I should, you know, make sure they‘re all right in the storm.

Of course.

You hear that, Walt?

This man actually cares for his family.

Outstanding.

[thunder crashes]

[ominous music]

Ugh.

[engine sputtering]

No, no, no, no, no.

Ugh!

Let me get this straight.

You said your truck wouldn't start.

Uh-- yeah.

I mean, no.

Is it yes or no?

No.

Had you ever met the Franklins before that day?

Seen Walt around town a few times.

Never spoke to him.

JONES: OK.

And you robbed a liquor store with a spray painted BB gun.

Yeah.

My dad needed his booze, and I wasn't prepared to take

another ass whooping.

You ever wonder what you might have done if the store

clerk had refused your demands?

Never thought about it.

Looks like I just hit a nerve.

I didn‘t mean to.

I‘m just trying to find out if you‘re

the type of guy who secret likes hurting other people.

Are you that kind of guy, Buddy?

No, I‘m not.

You seem to be forgetting I'm trying to help you.

But I need you to help me in return.

Now, if you are a God-fearing man like I am,

you also know that God can forgive you.

The question is, can you forgive yourself for what you did?

I didn‘t do anything.

JON ES: So you went back inside.

[sighs]

[thunder crashes]

What is it, tadpole?

Can't swim?

My, uh-- my truck won‘t start.

|f-- uh, if I left my equipment and my truck here,

could I use your car to go home?

|-- I gotta check on my family.

What, you think I'll let you pull some backdoor trade

and leave me with a beat-up truck while

you steal my Mach 1 Mustang?

Ha-ha.

Backdoor trade, man?

You-- you best get comfy.

Look, I--

I gotta call my wife.

Can I use your phone?

Be my guest.

[phone ringing]

[baby cries]

Hello?

BUDDY (ON PHONE): Hey, babe.

Hey, it‘s me.

Hey.

Where are you?

I‘ve been worried sick.

I got stuck at my job.

LISA (ON PHONE): What do you mean you got stuck?

I know, I‘m sorry.

It's not my fault. I tried to finish, and it started raining.

[baby crying]

The truck was stalling.

Damn it, Buddy.

You shouldn't have waited so long to try and leave.

Now you can‘t even call a cab.

Yeah, I can‘t leave.

How's Emily?

LISA (ON PHONE): She‘s still coughing.

[baby crying]

Missing you.

Listen, uh, uh, stay away from the windows, you know.

It shouldn't be too bad.

Uh, I'll be home as soon as I can.

Great.

You just stay there nice and cozy at some stranger‘s house.

We'll be fine on our own.

[dial tone beeping]

RECORDED MESSAGE: If you‘d like to make a call--

Love you.

Happiness?

Come on, have some wine, relax.

|-- I don‘t really drink.

We got a hurricane coming.

What else are you gonna do?

[laughs]

All right.

WALTER: Semper Fi.

[humming softly]

[thunder crashes]

[soft jazz music playing]

How's the meatloaf?

Really great.

[thunder crashes]

So how‘d you two meet?

We met shortly after Walt came back from Nam.

l was singing in a club in New Orleans--

jazz singer.

Walt came in to watch.

He was an alluring mix of strength and courage, hope.

How times have changed.

Where‘d you meet your wife?

Uh, well, we, uh, met in sixth grade.

And |-- I knew right then she was the one.

Uh.

Got married when we graduated high school.

That‘s beautiful.

What‘s so beautiful about it?

The poor bastard‘s only gonna sleep with one woman

for the rest of his life, if he doesn‘t get

divorced before he turns 30.

How long have you two been married?

15 years tonight.

But we‘ve known each other way, way, way longer.

It seems like a lifetime.

Multiple lifetimes.

Buddy, how would you like a mintjulep?

It's my great-grandmother‘s recipe.

Hm, sounds great.

Looks like it‘s just me and you.

You a football fan?

More a baseball guy.

Eh.

Makes sense you like a soft sport.

You know, ever since the NFL strike, it‘s been nothing

but lies and deception.

You-- you-- you know about deception, don‘t you?

Not sure I follow.

I mean, I can tell you're having problems at home.

An example, um, when was the last time you

had your, uh, cock, um, sucked?

Excuse me?

That long, huh?

Egad.

You know what else I can tell?

[ominous music]

What‘s that?

I can tell you want to fuck my wife.

What?

Uh--

What‘d I miss?

Oh, Buddy here was just telling me how lonely he is.

Appears he and his wife haven‘t been able to spend

any quality time together.

I never said that.

Oh, that woman must be out of her mind

if she doesn‘t know how to take care of you.

Yeah.

She treats me fine.

You are a smart, fine, well-spoken young man.

If she can‘t see that, then shame on her.

How's that julep taste?

Oh, it‘s really nice.

[slurps]

Ah.

[chair scrapes loudly]

l‘mma go check on Walt.

[suspenseful music]

REPORTER (ON TV): There are still no updates tonight

on the disappearance of local teenager Jeff Goudet,

who is the fourth local teenager to go missing recently.

So far the Sheriff‘s Department have no leads

on any of the missing children and no reason

to believe that these cases are linked.

Stay tuned to Grand Isle News for updates on all local news.

And now, the weather.

How about I give you a tour of the house?

Oh, it‘s all right.

I-- I was just gonna--

This is obviously Walter‘s favorite room.

This house has been in my family for over 150 years.

My great-great-grandfather was a big time real estate man.

My grandparents loved this house.

Sometimes I think I can feel their presence.

In here we used to entertain over

half the city throwing parties like you wouldn‘t believe.

Not anymore.

[sighs]

Well, you already know the kitchen.

What‘s in here?

[ominous music]

Bad things, Buddy.

Real bad things.

I‘m just messing with you.

[laughs]

That just leads down to the basement.

There's nothing down there but storage.

Come on, let‘s go upstairs.

[haunting music]

This is my favorite room in the house.

Come on in.

You can have a seat here.

Oof!

l‘mma change into something more comfortable.

[thunder rumbling]

Despite all the rain coming down, it is still so damn hot.

[suspenseful music]

Is it true that your wife don‘t treat you right?

No.

No, she‘s-- she‘s good.

Um, it‘s-- you know, it'sjust--

Just what?

I, uh--just--

it-- since Emily--

uh, connected like we used to.

You know, itjust-- just built up distance.

Well, I understand how a child changes everything.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have always wanted

a huge family of my very own.

Do you and, uh-- and Walter have--

have kids?

FANCY: The Lord didn't grant me the ability.

I can‘t have one--

medically.

| see.

There are always other measures.

Walter and I have had to make some hard choices.

Does your wife have a job?

No.

Just the yougin‘.

It‘s so unfortunate she doesn‘t realize what she has.

We'll figure it out.

Without the sweet touch of love, we ain‘t got nothing.

Have you ever been with another woman?

Well, that‘s a bit personal.

Well, then, let me rephrase the question.

Have you ever been with an older woman?

Have you ever fantasized about it?

I‘ve never been with a younger man.

Never had the opportunity.

But I have fantasized about it many times.

You know what I do to myself when l fantasize?

I could probably guess.

Can I tell you my young boy fantasy?

If you'd like.

Well, he walks me into a luscious garden

filled with flowers.

And then he kisses me real soft-like on the lips.

Then he kisses my neck, and then my breast, and then my stomach.

Then he‘s down on his knees right in front of me.

And then he starts kissing my thighs.

Should I keep going?

Uh-- uh--

OK.

And then he opens my legs.

Oh, uh, |--

[ominous music]

[footsteps thudding]

He‘s gone.

You‘re crazy.

REPORTER (ON TV): Residents are advised to stay indoors

and away from any windows.

We have received reports that many roads and bridges

are completely flooded.

The governor has declared a state of emergency,

and the National Guard has been dispatched

to assist local officials with rescue and recovery procedures.

The Sheriff‘s Office has asked residents to remain--

[suspenseful music]

[thunder crashes]

{gasps}

Hey.

[clears throat]

What‘s up?

I thought we might get a drink, have a little talk.

[thunder crashes]

Come on up.

Why don't you take a seat?

That one.

You ever-- you ever think about your own death?

Not lately.

I think about mine every day.

|t forces me to have gratitude.

That's something you don't know about.

I‘m grateful.

You've got a beautiful young wife and daughter at home,

and you‘re messing it all up.

Besides, people only know gratitude when they‘re faced

with life and death choices.

That's the real tragedy of life--

unappreciation.

So what‘d you see on the USS Stark?

How‘d you know I was on that ship?

You think I‘d just invite anybody into my home?

Y‘all watched it on the news.

You saw some shit, didn‘t you, Mr. Action Jackson?

My career in Nam began and ended when I was 17.

Bullshit, that's the reason.

I caught shrapnel in my left knee from friendly fire.

I was all set to go out on my first mission,

and some jackass boot wasn‘t paying attention

and let his grenade go off during a drill.

And l was the only motherfucker who got hurt.

Everybody else went out on mission the next day,

and I got sent home.

I protested.

| asked to go back.

They weren‘t having it.

That sucks.

Two weeks later, my entire squad,

every single one of them, got killed on mission

And I should have been there with them.

I should have died with them.

Go out in a blaze of bullets.

Pow!

So what‘d you see?

Well, uh--

Are you gonna tell me like we're old friends,

or am I gonna have to force it out of you?

Come on.

Like you saw on the news.

On 17th May, Iraqi bomber dropped a couple missiles,

and it penetrated the hull, ignited the fuel lines,

and it spread quickly throughout.

37 dead, including my buddy Carl.

I tried to help him, but-- but-- it, uh--

his body burned beyond recognition.

What did the United States military offer

you in return for your service?

Nothing.

Jack shit.

They told us we were the important ones

when they shipped us off to war, made us feel like somebody.

And then when we returned, they spat on us

and called us scumbag filth.

This entire system is programmed for the American youth

to die so that the blubbery old Washington

fat cats can stay rich.

That‘s all right.

That‘s OK.

‘Cause this here, me and you, this is destiny.

Why‘s that?

$20,000.

Why are you showing it to me?

It's what I‘m gonna pay you to kill my wife.

[laughs]

You got a weird sense of humor, man.

Six months ago she was diagnosed

with terminal blood cancer, and there

ain‘t no coming back from that.

She‘s about to start suffering real

bad like you wouldn't believe.

And l-- I just--

I‘d do it myself, but I haven‘t got the heart.

I'll make it real easy for you.

Son, you just cover her mouth with it,

and she‘ll be gone in minutes.

You just, huh, huh, huh, [sniffS].. ah.

$20,000 would take care of all your problems,

including your sick kid.

$20,000 would set up your future real nice.

It'd make your old lady real happy.

I just-- I can‘t bear to watch her suffer.

I love her too damn much--

even though she does drive me insane.

Insane.

I know you got this in you.

I‘ve been watching you.

Let us do something for each other the way

the military didn‘t, soldier to soldier.

$20,000 all yours.

All right.

She won‘t feel a thing.

[heavy rainfall]

[ominous music]

[MUSIC - BILLIE HOLIDAY, "STRANGE FRUIT"]

FANCY: (SINGING ALONG) Southern trees bear strange fruit.

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root.

Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze.

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Ever heard of this song?

"Strange Fruit," Billie Holiday.

This song was banned for its racial provocation

against lynching.

Ironically, it was written by a white man.

You gonna just stand there like a tree in the woods?

Fine.

Suit yourself.

You see this?

When I was a little girl, if I so much as sneezed

at the dinner table, my mama would pick up her fork

and stab me with it.

We all had messed-up childhoods.

What was yours like?

Doesn't matter.

Of course it matters.

Why?

‘Cause I want to know.

But why do you care?

‘Cause I can see your sadness.

I ain‘t sad.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

I wouldn‘tjudge you if you was.

There ain‘t much to say.

No.

Tell me about your mama.

She died in a boating accident when I was six.

Hm.

And your daddy?

My dad blamed us for it.

He drank himself into a coma--

literally.

He‘s still in the hospital.

Yeah.

Not much to say.

What about you?

Why are you so sad?

I won‘t bore you.

There ain‘t enough whiskey in the world

to relieve my sadness.

I‘m sorry about your parents.

Don‘t be.

It is what it is.

With her husband in the next room thinking

you were gonna kill her.

You expect me to believe you didn‘t commit murder?

With morals like that?

I know.

The stupid shit I done in my life.

All right, I get that.

But it‘d been six months since my wife and |--

and Fancy-- she‘s crazy, all right,

but she is sexier than hell.

She softened me up with all that emotional shit,

and I guess ljust always had a taste for danger.

[chuckles]

That's not dangerous, son.

That‘s a death wish.

I felt bad for her.

‘Cause of her illness?

No, it was something else.

Like she, uh, has this hole in her, and she can‘t fill it.

Just let it go.

You let it go, you set yourself free from this wicked burden

of guilt and shame you got locked up inside.

It‘s OK.

Let it go.

I didn‘t do anything.

You want to go on lying to yourself over and over

again, that‘s fine by me.

I got all day.

You don't get it.

At this point, I was just trying to figure

out a way to survive the night.

Just how‘d you do that?

[suspenseful music]

[thunder crashes]

What do we have here?

It's, uh-- you‘re not--

you‘re not, like-- like, sick, right?

Sick?

Yeah, like, uh--

like blood cancer?

No.

Now, why would you say that?

What the hell did he tell you?

He asked me to kill you.

Thank you for telling me.

I‘m gonna take care of this.

Whoa, whoa.

If he finds out that I talked to you, he might--

No, no, no, no, I‘m not gonna say a word.

I know how Walter works.

He‘s got a lot of guns.

You gonna have to trust me.

[thunder crashes]

[shutters rattling]

[hammering]

Walt?

Yeah?

Can we talk?

What‘s up?

I think you and I need to come to a new place of understanding

with each other.

What does that mean?

Well, that means we‘re living in the past.

Now we‘ve got all this anger and resentment with each other.

You love me.

I truly believe that.

Let‘s just try and let all that go.

How?

Forgiveness.

Forgiveness?

I‘ve been hard on you.

And | just don‘t have the energy to fight anymore, baby.

You and l, we get so angry, we start saying

things we don‘t really mean.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess so.

I'm tired, baby.

I can‘t keep up with all this wretched bitterness anymore.

I want things to be the way they were.

Me too.

I got nothing but love for you, my beautiful man.

[screams]

You see that shit?

Did you see that shit?

Ugh!

This is your fault. See what you did?

You made me hit a woman.

‘Cause you couldn‘t finish the job.

Well, you‘re gonna finish it now.

Come on.

All right.

OK.

Where‘s that poison?

I still got it. It‘s right in my pocket.

What the fuck are you waiting for?

Take it out.

Open it up.

BUDDY: OK.

Pour it on the rag.

Cover her mouth with it.

You just told her a second ago you loved her.

Cover her mouth.

You‘ve been married for 15 years, man.

Think about that.

[gun clicks]

[suspenseful music]

Are you sure you want to go through with this?

Yes.

[thunder crashes]

[branch cracking]

[glass shattering]

Ow!

[grunting]

[gagging]

[thunder crashes]

[wind howling]

[groans]

You kicked my ass.

Worthy warrior.

Shoot me.

Slay me.

I'm ready.

That ain‘t gonna happen, jarhead.

You all right?

Oh, my head‘s pounding.

Yeah, well, you're safe now.

Just take it easy.

Look, uh, I think I‘d rather be in a hurricane than this shit,

Take me with you.

I can‘t stay either.

Please.

Let‘s just go somewhere, you and me.

Ha!

You two gonna run off together?

Go ahead and take her.

She‘s all yours.

But I‘ll tell you this.

She got a dark side--

darker than hell.

Shut your mouth.

If you love him so much, why don‘t you tell him?

What‘s he talking about?

Nothing.

I bet he‘d just love to hear all

about your dirty little secret.

BUDDY: What‘s he going on about?

Nothing, honey.

Just help me up.

What are you doing?

Just take me right here, right here in front of him.

Let‘s make that son of a bitch squirm.

I‘ll look him right in the eyes while you make me cum.

Uh, no, no, no.

Stop.

He‘s a monster.

You know that, you‘ve seen it.

You cannot leave me here with him.

I‘m taking an even 200 for the fence, asshole.

You didn't finish it.

Yeah, well, I figured I earned it

putting up with your bullshit.

Hey, soldier.

You better kill me now, or I‘ll be coming for you.

That‘s a promise.

You and your whole family.

Where are the car keys?

They‘re right here.

I got ‘em.

Ready?

Yeah.

Before you two love birds escape reality together,

there's something you should know, Buddy.

You like dangerous things, don‘t you?

Have a look in our basement.

[laughs]

You‘re gonna love it.

What‘s down there?

You‘re gonna love it!

Yeah!

Let‘s just go.

No.

Keys are right here in my pocket.

Come and get ‘em.

See for yourself what kind of woman you want to hook up with.

You think I got a dark side.

You have no idea.

God damn you.

Heh, heh.

Listen to me, do not go down there.

Why not?

There are things down there that--

please.

Don‘t let him toy with your mind like this.

You‘re smarter than that.

What are you hiding?

Nothing.

Now, come on--

You let go of me.

[ominous music]

[gunshots]

Yeah!

[lights crackling]

[thudding]

Did you get that little fuck?

That little shit weasel fuck.

This is all your fault.

My fault?

You‘re the one who kept running your mouth about secrets.

Yeah.

Did you have to stab me so hard?

He didn‘t go in the basement, did he?

No.

All right, uh, light-- light some candles.

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

You OK?

What did they do to you?

What-- what‘s-- what‘s--

What‘s that?

[inaudible]

Help me.

Yeah, I will.

I promise you I will.

Um, how long you been in here?

Days.

What?

What, now?

What-- what is it?

There's more of us.

[door crashes]

[ominous music]

[gunshot]

Keep an eye on the front door.

[thunder crashes]

[gunshot]

Ugh!

[gun clicks]

[dramatic music]

[crackling]

Fight back!

[grunting]

[thunder crashes]

[glass shattering]

[grunting]

[panting]

[haunting music]

[birds chirping]

[groans]

[sirens blaring]

[police radio chatter]

I want to talk to a lawyer.

Uh, I want-- |--

I want my phone call.

What you think this is, New York?

DC?

You‘re in Grand Isle, son.

Oh, I‘m sorry, your honor.

Yeah, well, the power‘s out.

It seemed our poor little suspect,

he just couldn't make his phone call.

He was just a boy with a family you ripped him away from.

I didn‘t-- will you-- will you just send an officer

to check out that basement?

You will find some crazy, horrendous shit.

I put my life on it.

And why are you so fascinated with that basement?

The way they were talking about it.

Who puts three bolt locks on a basement door, has a kid hooked

up to an IV clutching a rag with-- with Chinese

or-- or Japanese letters on it?

All right, now you‘re just making shit up.

You know what?

I‘ve been patient.

I‘ve been kind.

But I‘m done.

Here‘s my take on it, you little lying, little motherfucker.

While you were in service, you developed a taste for violence.

You came home.

You found you a girl.

You had a kid.

But that domestic life wasn't what you‘d hoped for.

Then you bumped into an ex-Marine who pissed you off.

You boned his wife, and then you killed

a teenager who just happened to be in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

I know I‘m right.

As | see it, there ain‘t nothing in the way of you

frying in the electric chair.

l‘m innocent.

Oh, you gonna confess your sins to me, one way or another.

[door buzzes]

What?

His wife is here.

Well, let‘s show her in.

ln here?

Sure, why not?

Sure she gonna want to have a chance to give

him a piece of her mind.

Yeah.

Come in and talk to your husband.

Find out what he‘s been up to.

How‘d you find me?

I called the police when you didn‘t come home.

What in the hell happened to you?

Some kid‘s dead, and they think I did it.

You?

Up for murder?

I didn't do it.

I swear.

You have to believe me.

I mean, you know me.

I don‘t know what to believe.

What are they telling me about some woman named Fancy?

Buddy, do you know her?

Do you know her?

Why did that officer tell me you--

you had an affair with her?

Baby

What is happening, Buddy?

I love you, and, uh, I'll explain all this, all right?

I promise.

Bit right now you gotta help me get out of here.

They‘re gonna kill me, for Christ's sake.

|f| may, sir, |--

I think he may be on to something.

What you talking about?

It‘s probably nothing, but, uh, I

remember seeing a newspaper headline

with a picture of a teenage girl, uh, Monica Fujima.

She was wearing a red silk dress with Japanese writing on it.

She‘s still missing, sir.

Son of a bitch.

Bring that file with you.

[door buzzes]

Lisa.

Lisa, wait.

Is this what you saw?

Yeah.

You‘re 1,000% sure?

Get Judge Warren on the phone.

We‘re gonna need a search warrant.

Can I go home?

Not just yet.

[suspenseful music]

[knocking]

[knocking]

Good day, officers.

What can I do for you?

This here‘s a search warrant.

We have reason to believe that you might be

performing illegal activities.

Illegal activities?

What happened to your face?

Oh, |te|| you.

It was-- power went out during the hurricane.

Tripped over the stairs, landed right on my face.

Cut my hand on a broken window.

It was a rough night.

But, please, by all means, come-- come on in.

Have a look.

All right, go ahead and search the place.

Officer Gregg and I will keep the Franklins company.

Oh, |-- I believe you might know my wife, uh, Fancy.

Good morning, officers.

Now, can I offer you some ice tea?

No, ma‘am, but we appreciate your hospitality.

I don‘t imagine bourbon‘s appropriate.

[muttering]

[suspenseful music]

[locks clicking]

[door creaks]

Keep an eye on them.

[door creaks]

[knocking]

GIRL: Get me out of here!

{gasps}

It‘s over.

We gotta run.

We‘re not leaving this house.

You almost had to run off with that boy.

Now all of a sudden you want to stay?

That was then.

You want to go to jail?

Is that what you want?

No, but--

You are not dragging me into this twisted shit of yours.

I wanted to expand our family.

This is on you.

Officer, my cat is stuck up in the tree.

Would you shoot him down for me?

What?

I said my cat is stuck up in a tree.

[dramatic music]

Oh!

[car rumbling]

Walter, no!

No!

[tires screeching]

[fancy screaming]

[gunshots]

[fancy crying]

[gunshots]

God dammit.

You can go.

What‘d you find?

Well, come on.

It‘s my info that got you there.

The least you could do is tell me what you found.

A nightmare.

Go on home.

What are you doing?

Going to my sister‘s.

Come on, now, let's talk about this--

Don‘t call me.

Lisa, please don‘t.

REPORTER (ON TV): It‘s been two weeks since Grand Isle suffered

the area‘s worst hurricane in 17 years,

with millions of dollars in damage caused to businesses

and countless homes destroyed.

Some people are still unaccounted for,

but emergency services are doing their best

to reach those in need.

And in other news, the manhunt continues

for Walter Franklin, the main suspect

accused of the recent teenage abductions.

[thudding]

[toy chimes]

[TOY PLAYING "LONDON BRIDGE IS FALLING DOWN"]

How are you holding up, Buddy?

Miss my girls.

Time heals all wounds.

Yeah, that is what they‘ve said.

[gunshot]

[screaming]

Tadpole.

Call the cops.

How you feeling, Buddy?

You excited?

Feeling a bit on the other side of that.

Oh?

Been thinking about your own death, huh?

Sure have.

Outstanding, soldier.

What conclusions have you drawn?

Every day away from my wife and my child

is its own sort of hell.

Kind of like waking up every morning

knowing if you were overseas with your squad,

maybe you could have helped save them?

Walter, I understand what you‘re

going through, all right?

Tell me, how do you relate?

Don‘t do this now, all right?

Let her go.

No, no, no, no, no.

You exposed our little secret.

Now it‘s your turn.

I don't have any secrets.

[gunshot]

Fuck!

Something on that ship, wasn‘t it?

I said I tried to help out my friend Carl.

That was a lie.

I saw him burning up on the ground,

writhing around, and-- and--

I ran.

Well, you actually got tested and proved to yourself

that you‘re a coward.

Shit.

Just when I thought we might have had something in common.

I guess not.

[baby crying]

[sirens blaring]

[gunshot]

[baby crying]

All right, get over here, tadpole.

Come on.

[gun clicks]

Hey, Walt. What you aiming for here?

I have a demand.

Go ahead.

Where‘s my baby girl?

Where‘s Fancy?

I want her released.

They put her in a locked down mental facility.

Even if I wanted to, I couldn‘t get her released.

Well, then, you‘d best get ready.

Shit‘s about to get ugly.

What would your fellow Marines say?

You think they‘d condone this?

Well, fuck yeah, they would.

This here is a sacrifice against a system

that doesn‘t give a shit about me or my fellow Marines.

Oh, hell, we could talk this out over a beer.

Please let Buddy and his family go.

I'm done talking, George.

And I sure as hell am done drinking.

Walter P. Franklin of the 1st Battalion 10th Marines.

Walter, don‘t.

Camp Lejeune, North Carolina.

Walter, don‘t do it.

Gunslingers signing out!

Walter, no!

[gunshots]

Get down, get down, get down, get down!

[baby crying]

Hi.

Hey.

We got a lot of work on, | get that.

Maybe let‘s just take things one day at a time.

Let me see her.

[baby cooing]

REPORTER (ON TV): Local authorities

have informed us that Walter and Fancy Mae Franklin are reported

to have held several young teens in their basement

and forced them to have babies against their will.

FANCY (VOICEOVER): You're the most adorable

little girl I‘ve ever seen.

REPORTER (ON TV): Young girls, both age seven,

were found emaciated and barely alive.

FANCY (VOICEOVER): Ever since I was a little girl,

I have always wanted a huge family.

REPORTER (ON TV): In these uncertain times,

we must all be extra vigilant.

FANCY (VOICEOVER): I can‘t have one--

medically.

REPORTER (ON TV): We may think we know our neighbors,

but maybe we don‘t.

[suspenseful music]

FANCY (VOICEOVER): There are always other measures.

[thunder crashes]

[music playing]

(SINGING) Far away, I seek a life of stone

as they course through the wilds.

Take in the smoke of something new

that's stones your heart, your soul, your mind.

Bank on a lie that always kept you going, for some reason

don‘t work anymore.

Swim for the shallows to find yourself drowning,

stuck in the mud all alone.

To the touch, you‘ve gone cold, hold still and brood.

And your legs don‘t work anymore.

Try to run, forgotten how to move.

Still going, going till you‘re gone.

Bank on a lie that always kept you showing, for some reason

don‘t cut it anymore.