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[low rumbling]

I AM TOXIC

[crackling sound]

Buenos Aires province, Argentina, 2101 AD

[flies buzzing]

- [gasps]

[breathing heavily]

[tense music building] ♪♪

[wind howling]

[sniffs]

[jet airplane hissing]

Hey!

- [sniffing]

[eerie music] ♪♪

[munching sounds]

[gravel rustling]

[sniffing]

[tense music] ♪♪

[fighting sounds]

[gun shot] [hissing]

- The Father...

The Son...

And the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

[thud]

- No!

No.

- Didn't they tell you this is a very dangerous place?

Where are you from?

- Far away.

- [sighs]

What's your name?

Come with me.

You're a lucky guy.

I'm almost never around here.

I found you by accident.

Come on in.

Are you staying here?

You'll starve to death.

[car engine starts]

[metal rattling]

Do you remember the very first time we saw these dried ones?

Nobody understood anything.

The very first time I saw planes throwing dead bodies,

I thought to myself, "This is the end."

But I didn't think there was going to be so much hunger

that people would eat those bodies.

[planes hissing]

Where are those planes coming from?

Have you lost your memory?

Bacteriological war. Does it ring a bell?

Conflict in the Northern Hemisphere.

Hunger in the Southern Hemisphere.

Infected bodies from the Northern Hemisphere.

Dried ones in the Southern Hemisphere.

It is what it is, son.

I would thank the Lord for erasing my memory.

Some things are better forgotten, right?

To me, these dried ones are better than we are.

The have nothing to worry about, they don't think,

they have food everywhere.

[car engine humming]

[lock clicking]

[car engine revs]

[car door closes]

[gate squeaks open]

Welcome, son.

You'll be better here.

Let me introduce you to my family.

You'll like them.

Donald?

Come here, love.

[makes kissing sounds]

[hog comping]

[glass breaks]

- Are you back so early because you didn't find anything?

- I brought visitors.

- Oh-ho...

Visitors!

Welcome!

What's your name?

- We need to feed him. He's exhausted.

- Exhausted. Well, welcome.

My pleasure.

Your hands are dry.

Eh-hee...

Easy! I'm not doing anything.

We just need to check out who we're hanging out with.

- The girl will give you something to eat.

Water?

- Yes, thank you. - He speaks!

I thought he didn't.

[water pouring]

[spits]

There you go. Your throat must be dry.

Easy, man. There's more. Easy.

Just enough.

- [gasps]

- Listen!

If I were you, I'd leave right now.

Just leave. Escape! These people are dangerous!

Just kidding! It's a joke. Come sit here.

I'm kidding! Come over here so you can eat.

- Are you being cared for?

I don't know what to call you, son.

- When I was a child, I had a dog.

He was a Dogo.

It was a beautiful dog.

Skinny, mangy.

But he loved to fight.

He reminds me of him. He looks strong.

[chuckling]

- [grunting]

- Come on, doggie. Eat! You like it!

- [screaming]

- Come on! Eat your food!

- [screaming]

- Check his clothes! He's got to have something!

- This will suit me. Wash it.

- I'm not one of the dried ones.

- But soon you will be.

- How far is he?

- Quite advanced.

He's lost his memory, soon he'll lose his sight.

- Leave me alone.

Leave me alone. - [making pig noises]

- Please, leave me alone.

- What is he saying? - He wants to be left alone.

- We can't leave you alone, we're setting up a circus!

We have a talking dog!

[laughing]

- Come, baby girl. You do it. It looks so good.

It looks like a little baby.

[chuckles]

[tense music] ♪♪

- Come on!

Just do it!

Say something!

What does it feel like?

What does it feel to be a dried one?

- [spits]

- [screams] - Don't.

- I'll see you later, dog.

I'll see you.

[percussive music] ♪♪

- [grunting in effort] - [making pig sounds]

- Sleep tight, baby.

[thud]

[chomping sounds]

- [making pig sounds]

Doggie!

Hey, dog. Wake up!

It's time to wake up.

Come on, doggie. Wake up.

[plucking guitar strings]

Come on, dog! Bark!

- Come on!

- [gasping] [coughing]

- Bark! Otherwise people get bored at the circus.

Again! One more time.

[string plucking continues]

- That's it, guys.

Let's try something else.

[wrench clicks]

[scissors clicking]

- That's a great choice, man.

- Yeah!

[laughs]

[scissors clicking continues]

[thud]

- Can't you do anything on your own?

- [screaming]

- Stop!

- But why? - Leave him, I said!

Come on. You go.

- [grunting in pain]

[panting]

Let me go.

I didn't do anything to you.

I don't even know who I am.

- [grunts] [pliers clink]

- Put him away.

- Already?

- Yes. Already.

- We're gonna put you away until you're drier.

- Move!

- Come on!

[gate slams shut] [lock clicks]

- Hold on there!

Unless there's a full moon and you turn.

[howling]

[chains rattling]

- I'm going to make rounds. We're out of food.

We'll handle this guy when I'm back.

Did you feed the pig?

- Yes, Father. I was on it. - Okay. Continue.

- What about you, doll? You could feed my animal.

[laughing]

[squishes]

- [grunts]

[car motor humming]

SETTLEMENT

[piano music playing] ♪♪

- [spits]

[hog chomping]

[dramatic music builds] ♪♪

[chains rattling] [lock clicking]

[rock crushing lock]

[tense music] ♪♪

- Wait!

Why are you doing this?

[percussive music] ♪♪

- What are you doing out here?

Hey! Hey!

[hog snarls]

Hey!

[grunts in effort]

[distant fighting sounds]

- [breathing heavily]

- Son of a bitch!

- [gasping]

- Come on, fatty. Get up! - Yeah.

- Come on. - [coughing]

[percussive music continues] ♪♪

- Let's go get him. Come on!

[motorcycle starts]

SETTLEMENT

- [panting]

[engine humming]

[motorcycle approaching]

- Sit, doggie! Sit!

[engine revving]

- [panting]

[engine stops]

- Hey! Where are you going?

[motorcycle approaching]

Is he here?

[whistles]

She says he's inside.

- Did you see him?

Did she see him?

- Hold up, hold up. Come here.

You can sit here and wait.

The mute doll and myself are gonna fix your mess. Go on.

- Do you know why I'm going?

Because you're a pussy. - Oh, yeah?

Go on.

- She's got more balls than you do.

[crossbow clicks]

- [whistles]

[machete clicking]

Doggie!

[machete clicking/banging]

I don't want the Father to get mad.

Fuck.

[making pig sounds]

[makes pig sound]

Doggie!

[makes kissing sounds]

[lantern rattling]

Doggie!

[makes kissing sounds]

- Woof!

- Let him go!

Let him go!

- Shoot him!

- Let him go, I said! - Shoot him!

Shut up!

Let him go, doggie!

- Just fucking shoot him!

[thud]

[distant cries]

You shot me!

[grunting in pain]

- [grunting in pain]

[arrow snaps] - [cries in pain]

Get in here! He's getting away!

- [grunts in effort]

[arrow snaps] [gasps]

- You're such a moron. Can't you just stay still?

Where did he go?

- He went that way. To the back.

He may be hiding there.

Help me. Take it out.

Come on, mute doll! Help me!

Hey!

Help me, you mute!

- [scoffs]

[tense music] ♪♪

- Why are you doing this?

- I'm the one asking questions, dog.

Do you think...

This little arrow from this far

will be able to blow your brains out

and let them stick on that wall?

Huh?

What do you think?

[grunts in pain]

- [battle cry]

[thud] [grunts]

Why are you after me?

What do you know?

- Do you want to know the good or the bad?

[clicks tongue]

- What's my name?

Who am I?

- I'm sorry, ma'am.

[both screaming]

[thud] [grunting]

[punching sounds]

Okay, doggie.

Yeah, keep at it! Go!

Come on! I can almost see the light!

He's still strong.

[thud] - [grunts in pain]

- Come here! Come!

- Let him go! I want to kill him!

- No! - I want to kill him.

- No, wait! - Why not?

- I have a better idea. Let's play Hangman.

- Okay. Yeah. - You in?

There you go. You start.

- [grunts in effort]

You go.

- Our second contestant...

The mute doll.

[knife clinks] [grunts]

[rope creaking]

- [grunts in effort]

[distant rattling]

- What was that?

- Go check.

Go on!

- Get out of my way.

- [sniffing]

- We have a guest!

[grunts] [zombie hisses]

[chuckles]

- Is this the only one?

- Look outside!

- [coughing]

[dramatic music] ♪♪

- There are too many.

Let's go, let's go!

[motorcycle starts]

Let's go!

[engine revving]

- [coughing]

[gun clicks]

[zombies sniffing]

[zombie sniffs]

[thud]

[zombies sniffing]

[metal clinks]

[zombie sniffing]

[gun clicks]

[gun cylinder whirring]

[light dramatic music] ♪♪

[dramatic music builds] ♪♪

They're going to pay for this.

[car engine humming]

- The Wise Men are here.

[chuckles]

What did the Wise Men bring?

- What is this?

[chuckles]

Look at that! This is for me!

[laughs]

- Don't be an ass.

No, no.

This is for me.

The pig is ready to be slaughtered.

And a pig course with this tastes terrific.

- There's no more pig.

- What do you mean?

- Donald is gone.

- What happened?

- He's gone.

What is it?

- That's what I want to know.

- The dried one you brought escaped and made a mess.

- No!

- But we got him, and we hanged him.

[metal clanging]

- He couldn't have escaped on his own.

You helped him.

You opened the cage.

I knew I didn't have to bring that guy.

What happened here?

- Nothing. Why?

- What do you mean why? Get dressed and get in here.

Son of a bitch.

I leave for a day to get all of that,

and all you do is screw up.

- The Wise Men did good.

- Don't worry, Father. We handled it!

We got him! I wanted to bring him here but...

She had a better idea.

- An idea? What did you do with the guy?

I told you not to do anything until I got back.

[door closing]

- Donald's back?

[gun shot]

- A dried one?

How did he get here?

- Let's see what's going on.

- You stay here.

They opened the gate.

[lights click on]

The dog's back.

With a pack of dogs.

[gun shot]

[dramatic music] ♪♪

- You want some?

- Go hide. - Yes, Father.

- No, you're staying here.

- Okay, Father. - We'll take them one by one.

Let's not screw up. There are too many.

- Are you sure it's not Donald? - Shh!

[feet shuffling]

[fighting sounds]

[gun shot]

- [grunts in effort]

- [battle cry]

[gun clicks] [gun shot]

- [battle cry]

[bones breaking] [grunting in effort]

- Are you okay?

Me, too.

Come on.

- [panting]

[zombie sniffing]

[dramatic music] ♪♪

[grunting]

Son of a bitch!

[laughing]

Son of a bitch, come here.

Bring it! Son of a bitch!

Come here, take this!

I'm fucking you right now.

Do you like it when I fuck you with my flabby dick?

[laughing]

Can't you wake up, moron?

[gasps]

[pig squeals]

[zombie sniffing]

- What the fuck?

Who's there?

Is it you, dog?

Doggie, is it you?!

[thud]

Stop playing with your food, dog!

[thud] Ah!

[gun clicks]

Go ahead, shoot!

[gun hammer clicks]

How much time do you have left? Fifteen minutes?

You dried dog.

I bet you can't remember why you're here.

[fighting sounds]

[thud] [grunting in pain]

[gate squeaks closed]

[spits]

Are you going to leave me here to starve to death?

Nah. I'd rather die than become a dried one.

[panting]

[bones breaking]

[screaming in pain]

[banging crossbow]

- [grunts in effort]

[fighting sounds]

- Who are you?

- She can't answer you.

[gun cocking]

She doesn't have a tongue.

She used to talk too much.

"My dad" this, "my dad" that.

Yada, yada, yada.

And the boys got tired.

They took out her tongue.

But she understood.

Because she's very grateful.

Isn't that right, Iris?

- Iris?

Let's go.

- We'll find a house. Everything will work out.

- I brought you here

so she can indulge herself, and release that anger of hers.

But I fucked up.

I messed her head up.

[thud] - [grunts]

[gate bangs]

[dramatic music] ♪♪

Why?

- I'll tell you why.

Because they were my family.

That's why you'll die here, in this pigpen.

Because you're an animal.

I should have killed you the minute I saw you.

- You started with me.

- No, we didn't.

We only kill dried ones.

Like you.

- [grunts in effort]

- [grunts] [thud]

[gun shot]

- Iris!

Iris!

No!

Iris!

Eat!

[gun shot] [screaming in agony]

[grunting] [breathing heavily]

- Do you think we're even now?

I don't.

Let's have her handle it.

Go!

You're a guy with very bad luck.

If I hadn't found you,

you'd be a happy dried one out there eating bodies.

You didn't inherit his bad luck.

You found us. We gave you a place to live.

We protected you. Isn't that right, Iris?

Kill him! You hate him!

[gun clicking]

- I don't care what you do.

I want to know what I did.

- Oh, you want to know what you did?

That's what you want to know?

Go ahead and tell him, doll. If you can.

- [panting]

[female vocalizing] ♪♪

[thud]

No.

Why?

- [grunting]

[screaming]

[airplanes hissing]

[coughing]

[airplane humming]

- Come on, Iris.

This is your opportunity, baby.

Come on, do it.

Go on!

- [grunting in effort]

[wind howling]

- You can't leave me here.

I will starve to death.

[plain engine whirring]

[car door closes]

[car engine starts]

[dramatic music] ♪♪

[heavy metal music] ♪♪

I AM TOXIC

[music continues] ♪♪