All language subtitles for The.Devils.Ground.2009.WEBRip.XviD.MP3-XVID

Man says it's gonna rain today.

So... this next song.

♪ But I must be movin' on

He killed him.
He'll kill you too.

What?

It's my car, Richard, not yours.
I'll smoke if I want.

Oh, shit.

Oh, my God.

Fill 'er up? Yes, please.

Oh, and can you check
the oil too?

Sure.
Pop the hood.

This your place? Yep.

Gas Hog. Cute name.

California, huh?
Travelin' far?

Bangor.

- You been there?
- No.

Too far
for this Pennsylvanian.

You're looking at another, what?

Five, six-hour drive still.

- Yep, somethin' like that.
- Oil's good.

Oh, great.
How much is that?

You okay?

Gonna be a cold one tonight.

Nights like this,
I don't even wanna
leave the station.

All right.

I don't mean
to frighten you, miss,

but are you sure
you wanna drive all the way
to Bangor tonight?

Um, what time is it?

Just after 9:00.

Geez.

I don't know
where the time goes.
How much was that?

You could stay at the hotel
and leave first thing
in the morning. It'd be safer.

- Thanks, um--
- Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Uh, it's really nice
of you to be concerned,
but I've gotta get going.

Thirty-nine.

Excuse me?

The gas.
Thirty-nine dollars.

Of course. I'm sorry.

Here you go. Here's 40.
Keep the change.

Thanks.
Have a nice night.

Jesus, you ever hear such crap?

Lord.

Weird.

Help me.

Fuck.

You must have been on crack
when you chose this route.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Holy shit.
Are you fucking nuts?

I almost hit you.
I'm talking to you!

Help me.

Okay.
Stay away from me.

No. No, Please.

You don't understand.

He's coming.
He's out there
looking for me right now.

Listen, I don't want
any trouble. I just want
to get back in my car and--

Is that blood
on your face?Please.

Please, let's go. Please, before he finds us.

Before who finds us?

- How did you get out here?
- My friends.

Where are they now?

They're dead.

Okay, we're gonna drive
to the nearest town...

and we're gonna get
you some help.

Okay? I'm sorry.
Here. Want one?

Huh? Okay.

Oh, shit. Goddamn.

Mmm.

You got a name? Huh?

Hmm?

No?

Amy.

You say something?

Amy. Amy Singer.

My name is Amy Singer.

Okay, good.
That's a start.

How are you feeling?
Are you cut?
Are you hurt bad?

I'm fine.

None of the blood is mine.

Oh. Okay.

Well, you wanna tell me
what the fuck
you were doing...

all the way out here
in the middle of nowhere?

You wanna tell me
how long you've been
out here?

What day is it?

Friday. The 19th.

November 19.

Two days.

- It's only been two days.
- Oh, sweetie.

Listen, you're gonna have
to tell me what happened,
okay, so I understand.

Why don't you start from
the beginning, all right?

There were five of us--

Mike, Greg, Tammy,
Lisa and me.

We came out here to study
some land...

designated for
a coal mining operation.

- You're a student?
- At Boston U.

Our environmental
studies professor...

approached us
with a proposition.

He had heard about...

a possible Indian burial ground
in these parts,

and he believed if we could find the site,

we could stop the destruction about to take place.

Find the site. Stop the mining.

Guarantee ourselves a pass.

Seemed like a good idea
at the time.

So we packed our gear,

and we came out to do our research.

Jesus, Mike.
Maybe next time you can rent one with a working toilet.

Dig that tattoo, Tams.

Fuck off, Greg.

Greg, you wanna stop showing
her what you don'thave?

- Mike, how much further, man?
- We just have to make
one more stop for gas.

Are you kidding me? We're
gonna spend all of next year's
tuition just getting there.

What we spend on fuel
we save on motel fees, Lise.

- This is way more economical.
- And convenient.

This way we can
park right at the site,

and first thing tomorrow morning
go straight to work.Somebody's keyed.

Bradford?

Isn't this where they lost
all those coal miners?

Yeah. December 19,
1967.

Hey, did you know it was
the worst mine disaster...

in Pennsylvania history?Tammy?

Maybe you could spare us
the history lesson.

239 people died, Greg.

Well, I just can't believe
no one was ever
prosecuted for it.

It's hazards
of the job, Amy.

What?It's hazards of the job.

And you want to be
an environmentalist?One day.

For who,
the Young Republicans?

Okay, our job is
to protect the environment
from destruction,

and doing that, we protect
the human race as well.

But more often than not,
environmentalists scare
people into believing...

that industry is solely
to blame, when, in fact,
there's no real proof of that.

What about record rainfalls
in Asia, and--Mm-hmm.

unbearable heat in Europe?

The super-storms and the winds happening right now in America-- That's not proof to you?

Not to mention
the melting ice caps.

You know what?
I'm gonna decide for myself
what's natural and what's not,

and then
I'll report it responsibly.

Jesus, Greg, you are a FOX News junkie if I ever saw one.

To you, whitewashing lies
is the same as telling
the truth.

It's simple
economics, Mike.
There's no argument.

It's oil, gas and coal now.
In 10 or 15 years,
it's gonna be plutonium.

Maybe sooner. What do you think the people are gonna want the government to do then?

I don't know. Ask them.

What, now?
No, ask them then.

Ask them when the motors stop,
and it's cold at home,
and they've run out,

and the people who aren't
used to hunger go hungry.

They're not gonna want
to have to ask.

They're gonna
expect the government
to get it for them.

The world's economy
runs on fossil fuels,

and until we find
an alternative
energy source,

mines are gonna collapse,
wars are gonna be fought,

and, unfortunately,
those who die to provide us
with the energy we require...

are gonna be considered
collateral damage.

- Just like
the Bradford coal miners.
- That's cold, Greg.

It's the truth, Mike.

Without gas, how do we
make it to Arrowhead, huh?

Speaking of which,
can we leave?

Yeah. Let's kick her.

Okay, you guys. Sick.

How cool is this place?

Can you say tetanus?
Don't touch anything.

You're staring at a piece of American history.

You got that right, girl.

Go on and get inside
the house, boy.

- It's not done!
- Go on, get!

You want somethin'?

We need some gas.

Well, you'll have to
pump it yourself.

And likewise
if you want your oil checked.

Are these self-serve rates?

Greg?Yeah?

Can you please
check the oil?

Okay.

Do you have coffee here?

Sure, I do.

Shit.

Listen--

Oh. Billy.

I just wanted to apologize.For?

For the way we were staring
at you. It was rude.

Oh. Don't be, ma'am.
I-- I get it all the time.

Excuse me, sir?
Do you have any change?

Let me help.
Lisa.

Thank you, ma'am.

Amy.

Shh! Shh!

Stubs has taken
a liking to you.

Amy, even you have to admit
he's a bit of a freak.

Drop it, all right?

Probably 'cause
she's wondering what
it would be like...

to have one of those
stubs wedged
between her legs.

Amy!

God, what are you doing
sneaking up on me...

like that?What are you doin'
back here anyway?

What's in your barn?

Just my dog.
The mangy thing
lives in there.

Doesn't sound like a dog.

It was... grunting or--

It looked--

What, you saw it?

No. I didn't see it.

Amy?What's going on?
Did he touch you?

- No, he didn't touch me, Greg.
I was just startled.
- By what?

Billy's dog.

Billy's dog, huh?

Let it go, Greg.
It's getting late.

We've gotta get going
if we're gonna make it to
Arrowhead by nightfall.

Arrowhead?
What kind of business
y'all have up there?

Research.
We're students.

We're just-- We're doing
an environmental assessment
on the land.

Just mostly soil samples.

Why?

Billy?

We're wasting
our time here.
Let's get lost.

Here.

That oughta cover
our gas bill.

He's just being
overprotective, Billy.

Ignore him.

I can appreciate
overprotectiveness.

It was nice to meet you.

The Devil's Playground.

Pardon me?

That place y'all goin'.

Some folk call it
the Devil's Playground.

"The Devil's Playground."

Those were his exact words.

Jesus.
Did you tell the others?

Amy?
What happened next?

Despite our late arrival,

and what had happened back
at the station, everything
was going as planned.

Mike parked the motor home
as close to the site
as possible, and...

there we prepared our equipment for the next day.

It had been one hell of a day for all of us,

so, knowing the real work was just starting, we turned in early.

I was exhausted, and once my head hit the pillow,

I was out like a light.

That night, nothing would keep me awake.

Not even Greg and Lisa screwing in the next room over.

Nothing except--

That's not you, is it?No.

Guys, what-- what is this?
What's that shaking?

- Not funny! We get it.
- Guys, what's going on?

What is that? Jesus.

What was that?

What the fuck was that?Was it
an earthquake?

Do you think it was
an earthquake?Yeah.

What the fuck?Maybe it was
just a tremor.

Oh, my God!

Greg! Greg! Oh, my God.

What is going on?

Oh, my God!

What the fuck was that?

Do you see anything?Uh-uh.

What do you suppose it could be?

Greg-- Greg,
don't go out there.

Well, I'm glad we got
talked into all that extra
insurance coverage.

Not funny, Greg.Wasn't meant to be.

Our tools.For Christ's sakes, Mike,
forget about the tools.

That prick's fucking with us.Who the hell
are you talking about?

We're even now, Billy.

You managed to scare
the shit out of everybody here,
including me. Good work!

Now why don't you and your
buddies just head on home...

and jerk each other off
in celebration, okay?

Good night, Billy!

He's gone.

Hey, where you going?I'm gonna get some shut-eye.
Anyone with me?

What about the tools?

Forget about the tools. We'll get them in the morning.

Wait for me, Greg.I don't know
about him sometimes.

I'm scared, Mike.

That was their intention.

Come on.

Maybe we should leave.

What Billy said at the station--
he was warning us.
That was a warning.

- We already
discussed this, Amy.
- This could be sacred ground.

What if it's the natives?
What if they think we're
part of the mining company?

You know how sensitive
they can be.

Come on.

Let's get some sleep.

I just couldn't shake that awful feeling...

we were being watched.

Were you?

Nothing else happened
that night.

Well, what happened
next?

The next day was spectacular--
perfect working conditions.

But we couldn't
find anything.

I was ready to give up...

when Greg called out he'd hit pay dirt.

I was skeptical at first,
but when I saw the arrowhead--

Greg of all people had just
saved the park...

and guaranteed us
all passing grades.

But the real excitement came when we started...

to exhume the bones--

human bones.

Hundreds of years old.

They were everywhere.

It truly was the mother lode.

Oh, what have you
got there?

Nice pelvis.
Good work.Thanks.

I think it's gonna rain.

Hey, guys?

The clouds are rolling in. What do you say we pack up and take off back to the Winnie?

It's about fuckin' time, Mike.

Nice work, Lise.Hey, guys.

Let's wrap it up, babe.
It's time to go.

Oh.What have you got there?

Looks like the upper palate.
Pretty good shape, huh?

I'd say.
Best one so far.

I didn't realize they did
dentistry back then.

- What are you talking about?
- It's got gold fillings in it.

Mmm. Impossible.
The natives never
practiced dentistry.

Are you sure?Let me see that.

Where'd you find this?

Here. Why?

Mike.

It didn't take us long to figure out what Mike was thinking.

Tammy tried
to discount his thoughts,

told him that dentists had been practicing the procedure for at least a hundred years.

Mike wasn't so sure.

There's an inscription
on the back.

"With love, Mary."

"2002."

The graves were shallow--

far more so than the native ones we were digging up earlier.

Got to the point where we'd just kick the ground,

and out popped the skeletal remains of some poor, unfortunate soul.

We're dealing with a monster.

Burying solid gold necklaces, bracelets--

Fucker didn't do it
for personal gain. That Rolex
alone is worth 50 grand.

Some of the bodies
are in the early stages
of decomposition.

Mark this place
on the map.

What the fuck?

Greg, tell me you didn't leave
the keys in the motor home.

Come on!

What happened next?

Amy?

Amy, what happened next?

Lisa was missing.

- Help me!
- Lisa!

What do you want?

- No! No!
- Oh, my God!

No! No, no, no, no, no!

Stop it! Stop it, please!

You're killing her!
No!

Oh, God.

Shh! Quiet.

Oh, my God.

No!

- Lisa!
- No!

Shit. Oh, shit!

Get up!

What the fuck?
Come on!

Fuck!

What?

You spineless fuck!Keep your
fuckin' voice down.

You're a piece of shit.

That monster is
coming after all of us.

We gotta stick together here, because if we don't,

none of us will make it through the night.

I got scared.

We're all scared, Greg.

Then why didn't I try--There wasn't anything
we could do.

We could have fuckin' done
something to fuckin' stop it!You gotta believe me,

there wasn't anything
we could do.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I owe you an apology.

Aah! Ah, shit!

Motherfucker!

Fuck!

I wondered if I was awake.

Perhaps it was
just a nightmare,

and I was actually asleep
in my bed,

safe beneath my blankets.

Then that monster
trained his eyes on us.

Before I picked you up,
I stopped at a gas station,

and I saw this guy,
and I think-- He had to kill, but--

He craved the hunt as much, if not more.

Amy, is it possible...

that maybe you made
this guy up in your mind?

I don't mean
that he doesn't exist.
I mean, is it--

Is it possible
that you might have...

distorted his image,
that you--

turned him into some kind
of a monster because he'd
done such horrible things?

Are you sure?

As sure as I am sitting here
in this car with you right now.

But--Carrie.

I know what I saw.

- We'll be safe here.
- Oh, thank God.

The sun will be up
in a few hours.

We'll be able to move
faster then.

- Can I have the map?
- What for?

So we can find another route
back to the highway.

No. I'm not going
anywhere, Mike--

not with that thing
lurking around.

Don't get crazy
on me now, Tammy.
There's no time for this.

Look, guys, it won't be
long before somebody
reports us missing.

Only two people know
we're out here--
the professor and Billy.

We know
that maniac's secret.

That son of a bitch out there
knows this place
like nobody else.

He wants us.

He's a hunter,
and he will find us.

Now, may I please
have that map?

Thank you.

It's okay, Tammy.

How long you think it would take us to get to the Gas Hog?

On foot?
God, I don't know.

Most of the day,
that's for sure.

Billy warned us not
to come out here.

If we can make it back
to that station,
I'm sure he'll help.

Where's Tammy?

Where is she?
Where's Tammy?

Tammy? Tammy?

Where are you?

Christ.

For fuck's sake.

Oh.

What?

Now I need
your permission to pee?

You deal with her.
For fuck's sake.

Did I do something wrong?

Stop it, Tammy.

Better keep quiet
or the Hog man will get you.

Amy, wait up.

Amy, stop.

Promise it won't
happen again.

You have to promise, Tammy.

Tammy?

Did you say something?

Forget it. Let's get
the hell out of here.

I knew you couldn't
leave me out here with--

Tammy!

Tammy!

No!

Run, Amy! Hide!

Come on, Amy.
Come on, Amy.

Come on. Come on.
Come on.

Jesus Christ, Amy, come on.
He's not that far behi--

Mike!

Are you hurt?

I just got the wind
knocked out of me.
That's all.

Can you climb out?

Fuck.

I'm in deep shit, Amy.

Maybe I-- Maybe I can--

Shit. Mike, he's coming.

Hide.

Oh, my God.

Mike? Mike!

Oh. I thought
we were dead.

- He'll-- He'll be back.
- Yeah. Yeah.

What do we do now?

Yeah. Yeah, well,
we don't do anything, Amy.

You gotta go alone.

I'm not leaving you here, Mike.

Maybe-- Maybe I can
find a branch or--

You won't find one long enough. This hole's way too deep.

Goddamn it, Mike.
We have to try. There's
gotta be another way.

There's no other way, Amy.
Look. Look!

I'm fucking trapped
with no chance in hell
of getting out.

Face it. You gotta go.

Otherwise shovel
the dirt over me now,
'cause I'm not going anywhere.

Oh.

Here. Take this.

Stick to the markings I made.

Stayoff the highway.
Travel parallel to it.

Don't show that to anybody
but the police.

You got me?

Okay.

You better get going
if you're gonna make it
back here before dark.

I'm sorry, Mike.

Forget about it.

Just make sure you
bring a long rope when
you get back, okay?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I made it back to the station with plenty of daylight...

left to go and rescue Mike.

Do you understand my feelings?

I assume you told
Billy everything.

I told him about the graves,

told him Greg, Tammy
and Lisa were dead,

told him about Mike
trapped in a crevice,

and about the monster responsible for all of it.

And what was his reaction?

Not exactly what I expected.

Goddamn it all.
I warned y'all not to
go out there, didn't I?

You didn't exactly
tell us there was a killer
on the loose, Billy.

You could have been
a little more specific.

Right. And a warning
just ain't good enough...

for you smart college kids,
now is it?

Look. I just wanna get
to Mike before anything bad
happens to him.

Are you gonna help me
or not?

There's a rope over there
by the pop machine.

I'd fetch it myself,
but, well, these fuckin'
hooks ain't worth a damn.

Of course, it might help
if I was to lubricate them
once in a while.

Hey, it's Billy.

You better go on,
pull that truck around.

Never mind why.
Get your dumb ass
over here now.

We got trouble up there
at Arrowhead.

That's some rough country
up there, girl.

I'm amazed that you made it out
in such fine shape.

Well, if I didn't have Mike to worry about, I don't think I would've made it out at all.

Yeah, well,
you can rest easy now.

I figure we'll
have him out of there
in a few hours or so.

I'm pretty sure of
the location of the crevice
he fell into, but, uh,

we're just gonna go ahead
and need that map just in case.

Amy? Somethin' wrong?

How'd you know about
the map, Billy?

Goddamn it, Amy.
I really like you.

No one's ever been nice
to me. Not like you.

Why didn't you and your friends
listen to me, huh?

Why? Why? Why?
Why, goddamn it? Why?

How did you know about
the map, Billy?

I warned y'all not
to go out there.

Take a look at her, boy.
Take a real good look.

Because that little cunt
was this close--

this fucking close
to having you put away
for a long, long time.

Now don't pull
that shit with me.

You want to spend the rest of
your miserable life behind bars?

No. I didn't think so.

You just thank your lucky stars
she came to me first.

Now, what did I tell you
about killing large
groups of people?

Huh?Don't get sloppy.

Don't get sloppy.
That's right.

And you know the rule:

If you kill one,
you gotta kill 'em all.

Otherwise you leave
witnesses, and you know
what that means.

Trouble.

Hell, I'm sorry
to have to get angry
with you like this, Tobey,

but it's 'cause
I care about you.

And you're my brother,
and it's my duty...

to discipline you for all
the mistakes that you make.

And you have to understand
there are consequences for
everything we do in life.

Now, think of it this way.

I depend on you as much
as you depend on me.

Now, what's gonna happen to me if you spend the rest of your life behind bars?

Now, that may
sound selfish,

but if you can keep that
in your mind, then you keep
your ass out of jail.

Now where's that map?

Don't pull that shit
with me, bitch.

I didn't fall off no
turnip truck yesterday.

I want the map--

the one youmarked
the grave site on--

the one that Tobey here
saw you mark.

No, never.

Well, we'll see.
Search her!

Jesus Christ, Tobey!
You fuck up like this again,

I'll turn you in myself,
blood or no blood.

Now go on.
Bring me back that map!

Now, you know where
you're going, right?

Make sure the boy knows
we have her.

And if he gives you any shit,
just soak him down with that.

He'll tell you exactly where
that map is. In fact,

he'll even give you
his whole life story,
for that matter.

No. She stays here with me.

We're gonna have ourselves a little fun while you're away.

I'd rather be dead.

I'm gonna fuck you either way.
Makes no difference to me.

Now go on, Tobey.
Bring me back that map.

So?

Aren't you gonna ask me?

Ask you what?

What kind of sick,
horrible shit is next?

Oh, come on, Amy.
Don't you wanna know? Huh?

I mean, I'll bet it's
burnin' a hole in your brain
right now, ain't it?

I don't care.

Is Billy a killer?

Am I a fuckin' killer?

Don't you wanna know that?

Yes, I am!
I am a fuckin' killer,
and so is Tobey too.

He kills for me
whenever I want
without question, okay?

Why?

You ever hear of
the Bradford mine
disaster of '67?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Of course you did.
You're a smart college kid now.

But I'll bet you didn't know
that mine was being used
as a toxic waste dump now.

And when that mine blew,

all the waste spilled
into our drinkin' water.

Some died.

Some survived.

The survivors got
the cancer mostly.

Women givin' birth
to deformed babies.

Mama was a survivor.

That shed out back--
the one that you
first saw Tobey--

well, that's where Mama
chained us up when her and Pa
were mindin' the station.

She'd say, "It's just
to keep you safe."

I just think she was
plain ashamed and hid us
in that shed...

so as to not to scarin'
the customers away.

Anyway, that shed
made for a very...

creepy nursery.

The people we kill
deserve to die--

every single one of 'em.

Like me, Billy?

What do I deserve?

Daddy used to say,
"Don't ever let them take
this land from you, boy, now,

"because the real world
will eat you up
and shit you out,

and you'll never survive."

And it's
self-preservation, Amy.

That's the reason we kill.

It's easy to judge people
when you know nothin' about 'em.

You don't hear
what we hear.

You don't see what we see...

or feel what we feel.

So don't judge us.

Please.

Please, I can't take it anymore.

Fine.

I'm done...

with the talkin' anyway.

No.

I knew there was somethin'
I liked about you, girl.

You got fight in you, girl.

I like that.

Fuck!

Mike!

Mike?

Amy, help!

He was just standing
there waiting.

What'd he do to you?

I don't know.

I can't remember
anything after that.

Carrie, what if-- what if he touched me?

Oh, shh. You just need
to get some rest.

I don't wanna rest.
I can't-- I can't rest.

I can't-- I can't sleep.

My friends are dead.

My friends were here,
and now they're gone, and
they're not gonna come back.

It's not gonna be okay
after this.

I felt the same way once,
after losing Richard.

Is that him in the photo?

Yeah.

His dream was to drive
across America--

the back roads,
of course.

He bought a fully restored '74 Beetle just for the trip.

He begged me to go along,
but I was too busy.

I don't know what the fuck
was so important, but--

Well, I mean,
I took that picture
the day he left.

He was never seen again.

What if I told him
not to go, you know?

What if I'd gone?

What if I'd asked him to wait, or told him not to go, or what if, what if, what if?

I don't know. I beat
myself up for so many years
asking those questions.

But now I'm here
with you...

on this same stretch
of road that Richard
disappeared on.

Listen, you're
gonna be fine, okay?

With time, you'll feel
much better, I promise.

I'm gonna hold you to that.

I know you will.

Can I help you, ma'am?

Oh, um, phone?

- Thanks.
- Will you be needing any gas?

Uh, yeah, sure. Fill her up.

911 emergency.

Hi. I need to speak
to the police, please.Hold the line, please.

Bradford Police.
Officer Craig speaking.

Hello, Officer Craig.
Um, my name is Carrie Mitchell.

I need to report an incident
that happened earlier.

All right, ma'am.
Go ahead.

I was driving north on 87,
and a girl ran out
in front of my car.

Was the girl hit?Oh, God, no.

Uh, thank God, no.
Almost. But, um, see,
that's not why I'm calling.

What is the trouble, ma'am?Um, I believe her life
is in danger.

What kind of danger?Well, she said that, um,
someone is chasing her.

She says that she's being
followed by a madman,

and that he's killed
four of her friends
and many others.

- Where's the girl now?
Is she safe?
- Oh, yeah. She's in my car.

And we're at,
oh, some gas station,
God knows where.

What's the girl's name?Amy Singer.

She's a student
at Boston University.

Did you say Amy Singer,
ma'am?

Yeah, Amy Singer.

And what'd you say
your name was again?

Mitchell. Carrie Mitchell.

Tell me somethin', Ms. Mitchell.
How do you get off on making
these types of calls?

Excuse me?Do you think you're being
funny? 'Cause I don't.

I don't find this amusing
at all. This line is reserved
for emergencies only.

But I-- I am calling
about an emergency.

Are you?

Excuse me. Am--
Am I missing something here?

Amy Singer's dead.

That girl's been dead for
five years. Let her rest.

Did you hear me, lady?
Hang up the phone.

Impossible.

Pardon me, ma'am?

Where'd she go?Where'd who go?

The girl that I was with.
She had blood spatters
on her face and--

Will you be paying cash
or credit card?

- Cash, I guess.
- Thirty, even.

You might wanna try
the washroom around the back.

Oh, okay. Thanks.

I'm not crazy.

Help! Help! Please, let me in!

Help, please!
Let me in! Let me in!Go away, lady.

- I don't want any trouble.
- Oh, God. Oh, please.
He's gonna kill me!

He's gonna-- Oh, please!

I said go away.

Oh. Oh, God.

Don't scream.
It's me, Jimmy, from
the station down the road.

Calm down.
I'm not gonna hurt ya.
I'm here to help.

Just tell me what she said.
Tell me so Amy Singer
can rest in peace.

I'm gonna let you
go now, okay?

Promise you won't scream?

Uh-huh.

Damn. Your leg's broke.

Tell me something I don't know, like what the fuck is going on here.

It's November 19,
the anniversary of
Amy Singer's death.

- What?
- She appears every year
on this day.

I spent two hours of my life
listening to her story,

and you and the cops
are telling me she's
a fucking ghost?

Amy Singer doesn't
know she's dead.

Her ghost continues to lure people here,

and Tobey continues to kill 'em.

We have to figure out what's keeping the spirit around...

or others will die.

How do you know this
for sure?

Brought you here,
didn't she?

Uh-- There's that old sign
in the field out back--

This used to be a Gas Hog.
It's where it all began.

The old buildings was
dismantled four years ago...

after Go Go Gas took over.

- Why?
- There's a map.

What map?

Uh, it's marked
with the location
of the other victims.

My husband's car--
I found it out back.

Where's the map?
Did she tell you?

Amy's spirit won't rest
until that map is found...

and delivered to
the proper authorities.

You have to tell me.

Well, how did you know
that she would come to me?

I mean, anyone who
was driving on that highway
could've picked her up.

- I had a feelin'.
- A feeling?

See, we was all born
with defects.

My older brother Billy was born with no arms.

My twin brother, Tobey,

well, he was blessed with a face only a mother could love...

and a temper
the devil would fear.

What's your problem?

I was born with
the ability to see things.

What'd you see?

Let's just say
the killin' needs to stop.

Now tell me,
where's the map?

Someone there?

Is that you, Tobey?

Just doin' what should've
been done years ago, boy.

The killin' needs to stop.

I didn't want it
to end this way, Tobey.

But the killin' stops now.

No, Jimmy. No.

Oh, my God, Jimmy.
What happened?
I heard a gunshot.

Jimmy? Jimmy!

Jimmy.

Oh, my God.
What happened?

Oh, Jimmy.

Jimmy?

I don't think Uncle Jimmy
can help you now.

What? You stupid
son of a bitch.

You shot him, didn't you?

Had to. He was about
to kill Uncle Tobey.

What was he doing back there
anyway, rummaging through
all that junk?

We won't know anymore now.

Where's your manners?
It's not polite to stare.

No!

♪ So don't walk away from me

♪ Oh, yeah