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- You got to be kidding me.

- Oh, man! This wasn't here last night!

- Yeah, Dave's been sealing off his property

ever since they started blasting the mine.

The rumor I heard down at the hardware store

is that he found a new vein of gold.

- Really?

- First time in 150 years.

- Whoa!

- You got any bolt cutters?

- I got a socket set.

- Go gather the rest of the tools.

Turn those lights off.

- Well, hey, deke, that sign says no trespassing.

- I can read.

Let's go.

- This used to be the biggest gold mine

in the south at one time.

Billy wouldn't be blasting again

if he didn't think there was somethin' in there.

Let's go.

Come on!

Okay, show me where that hole is

you were talking about. - Yeah, follow me.

- All that blasting they're doing

on the other side of the mountain

must have loosened things up some.

Okay, Louisiana Jones, start digging.

- What about you?

- I'm the brains, you're the brawn.

Hurry up.

- All right.

Why the mask?

- It's an old mine.

It could have deadly methane pockets.

- Methane pockets? Aw, that's the story of my life.

Well, don't I get one?

- No, I only got one.

- What? - Quit your belly-aching.

If you pass out, I'll drag you to safety.

Come on. - I'm coming!

It's easy for you to say.

Smells like sulfur.

- It's Nitroglycerin,

from the dynamite blasting caps them old 49'ers used to use.

Better watch yourself in here.

You start working in this area.

I'm gonna go back here.

- All right.

- And hey. - Huh?

- You're gonna need this. - Oh, all right.

Wow.

This place must have collapsed.

Just one more swipe'll do. All right.

Hey, deke! Deke, come here.

I think I found something.

- What is it?

Did you find something? Hey, you okay?

Snap out of it, what's wrong with you, man?

Wake up! Wake up!

What the hell?

- Help! Ahh!

- Ahh!

- Nothing better to do than to harass senior citizens,

is that it?

- If you weren't drinking, Mrs. Whitehead,

why is your speech slurred?

- My speech is slurred

because I have a face full of novocain.

Look, see?

Gold fillings.

- Okay. - Drinking!

Frankly, I am offended by the insinuation.

- Well, I'm sorry to offend you, Agnes,

but you were going 70 in a 25.

That is more than twice the limit

permissible in a school zone.

- I don't need a math lesson from you, Todd crane.

I taught you how to add in the second grade,

in case you have forgotten.

We're not surprised he ended up a cop.

He always was a little rat fink, wasn't he?

Always raising your hand to tell on somebody for something,

thought you were some kind of a boy scout--

Boy scout.

Really, just a tattle tale, tattle tale.

Having one of your attacks, huh?

Yeah, oh, the pressure's just too much for you, is that it?

You haven't changed.

- Here you go.

- And my license. Thank you.

- Have a nice day.

- Not gonna lie to you, Todd.

That's a little embarrassing.

I mean, if you can't handle giving out a speeding ticket

to a little old lady,

what would happen in a real crime scenario?

- Sorry, chief.

- Well, at least nothing ever really happens here

I can't handle myself.

I thought you got some pills to help take care of that stuff.

- I had to quit takin' 'em.

They made me feel funny.

- Funnier than almost passing out

every time you have to write a ticket?

- I'm working on different coping methods, with Teresa.

- Oh, is that what you call it?

- Oh, it's not like that with us, Mac.

Whatever you say.

- Oh, one more thing.

You're going to need some more bags.

I'm driving.

What are you doing?

- What's wrong?

Don't you want to do it?

- Do I... Right here, now?

- Why not? There's nobody around.

- I...

Don't you want your first time to be somewhere special,

not in the car?

- First time?

- Why is that funny?

- What's wrong?

Don't you find me attractive?

- Of course I do.

- Then what are you waiting for?

- I mean, can we just put the top up

or something at least? I just feel like...

- Maybe you should put my top down.

- Um, hey, hey.

- Doug, what do you two think you're doing?

- Talking?

- Hard to talk with a second tongue in your mouth.

Let's move it.

You're trespassing on private property.

Plus, it looks like you might be

in the process of committing statutory rape.

- Dad, come on, that's... - Come on, Mr. Tatum.

I'll be 18 this summer.

- Don't talk back to sheriff Tatum, Veronica.

- Don't you have anything better to do?

Isn't there a crime in progress somewhere?

- Yeah, I think we just broke it up.

Now, mace, take my baby sister home right now.

I'm sure she's got some homework to do.

- Yes, sir.

- Veronica, I'll see you later for dinner.

Anyway, we'll talk then.

- There's nothing to talk about.

You heard what he said. Get me out of here.

- I honestly don't know who this is more embarrassing for,

them or us.

- Yeah, embarrassing.

We should go. I'll drive.

You drive.

- The golden tent exchange offers

the most competitive prices for your old gold.

It's so simple!

Just bring us your unwanted necklaces,

bracelets, earrings, whatever it is.

- TV does put 10 pounds on you. - No matter how big

or how small, and leave with cold, hard cash.

- Stupid poker.

Stupid Blackjack, I ain't paying that.

Stupid escorts.

Well, maybe not the escorts.

Fire in the hole.

- Oh!

- What in the hell?

You're gonna have to run faster than that

next time you light one of those fuses, ray.

- Well, you could get us a remote detonator.

- What do I look like? I'm made out of money?

You just do what I say if you want a paycheck.

- Or you simply could file a complaint with my office

and Mr. Butler will have no choice but to purchase one.

- Who the hell are you? This is private property.

- Eve Moore, mine safety health administration.

- Well, that's a horse of a different color.

Don't you people call first?

- It sort of defeats the purpose

of a surprise inspection, doesn't it?

Those men should be a thousand feet away

from the mine entrance during the blast,

not inside it.

And where are their respirators?

- Must have left them in the mine.

- Just standing here, I see enough violations

to shut this place down forever.

If you want to avoid being fined

before the whole place caves in,

you and me better talk.

- This mine has been abandoned for over 100 years,

ever since William Butler the first

gave up on steak,

but there's more down there, lots more, and I need it.

I don't care if I have to level these hills with dynamite,

or use 10 men with pickaxes and a caged canary.

I'm going to get that vein my ancestors abandoned.

Now, I know you work for a federal agency

and you've got the authority to shut me down,

but you don't want to do that, darling.

- I don't?

- Why don't we step into my office

so we can discuss the particulars?

- I like the particulars. - Right this way.

- Fancy. - Mm-hmm.

- We've got some seriously unfinished business, you know?

- Mm-hmm.

- Tomorrow night, at the mine, you and me?

- Are Rick and Tracy gonna come?

- What I've got in mind only requires two people.

Get some beer.

- Where am I gonna get beer?

- I'm sure you can figure it out.

So you bring the beer... - Mm-hmm.

- And I'll bring--

- Deal!

Yeah, I can bring beer to the mine.

Bye, baby.

- I'm so glad we were able to come to an agreement, Eve.

Just try to keep a low profile.

- Will do.

Don't take this the wrong way, darling,

but I hope I never see you again.

- Feeling's mutual, Billy.

- Hey, Tracy.

- Hey.

- I thought you were going to the mall with Rick.

- Don't get me started. I'm grounded indefinitely.

- Why? - I have no idea.

Thinks she's some kind of tiger grandma or something.

She demanded that I come right home from school

and she won't let me go anywhere.

I can't stand to be in the house with her sometimes.

- Hey, Tracy--

- That didn't sound good.

What's going on?

- Dragon lady's crazy, that's what.

She's been acting weird all morning,

and talking all sorts of nonsense.

I'm just waiting here for Teresa to get home.

Maybe she can talk some sense into her.

Speak of the devil.

- Hey, girls.

Oh, man. I know that look.

- She grounded me for no reason, Teresa.

You've got to talk her. She won't listen to me.

- You two have got to start getting along.

I've been working all day and the last thing I need

is to come home and to be a buffer for you!

All right. All right, all right, all right.

Let me go change, and we'll see

if we can get to the bottom of this, okay?

Let's go.

- Hey, see you at school tomorrow?

- If she lets me go to school.

- What now?

Mac, crane, to what do I owe this pleasure?

- I'm sorry to bother you,

but we got a call from deke Jensen's wife.

Seems he and Tommy felks went out last night,

never came home.

- So why you bugging me?

- 'Cause Todd and I came across deke's truck

out on old mine road,

right outside that nice fence you put up.

- Well, I haven't seen 'em, but if I do,

I'll be sure to give you a call

to arrest them for trespassing.

- Billy, Billy, look, I know this is your property,

but people around here consider that mine public land.

Kids been drinking and partying at that cave

since I was drinking and partying out there,

and without a complaint.

Can't expect them to just stop because you put up some signs.

- Oh, I think I can, and I expect you to enforce it.

- Fine. This is just a courtesy visit

to let you know Todd and I are gonna be

taking a look around, okay? - Suit yourself.

You find those two yahoos passed out somewhere on my land,

let them know I fully intend to press charges, you hear?

Get away!

Get away!

- What was that?

- Is he okay?

- You blasting over there today?

- No, no, I'm not.

- Well, we'll check it out, and we'll keep you posted.

- You know where to find me.

- Unfortunately.

- Great.

- Well, this is way beyond any car accident I've ever seen.

- What're you saying?

- What I'm saying is,

while the smoke inhalation and burns were enough to kill her,

she was already dead well before that,

and if she was still strapped in,

there's practically no way

her head could get twisted around like that.

Her spinal cord's been completely severed.

She's in worse shape than the car she crashed in.

Hold on, there's another one.

- Come on, son, get a hold of yourself.

Man up.

- What is that? - I think it's gold.

- Gold?

- Sheriff, you might have a homicide on your hands.

- Oh, ho, ho, no way.

This woman was a federal employee.

I do not need that kind of publicity.

- I get it.

This is only a preliminary diagnosis.

I'm not ready to sign the certificate just yet.

- Well, you better make sure

you dot all your t's and cross your I's

before you determine cause of death.

- Sorry, sorry.

- Gold.

I gotta make a call.

Stupid.

- Hey, Todd, you okay?

- I can't help it.

When I start to feel stress, I sweat.

I freeze up a little bit.

I can't control my nerves, you know?

- Then it's a good thing you became a cop,

no stress there.

- Yeah.

Right, yeah.

- Are you up for a session tonight?

- Yeah, sure.

I mean, you've had a busy day, and...

- No, no, it's not a problem.

It's just as relaxing for me as it is for you.

- Okay, then. - Yeah.

- I'll see you later. - Okay.

- Let's go, Todd. We got work to do.

- Okay, yep, yep, yep, yep.

Leave that.

- This is yours. - Thanks.

- So, what's the verdict?

Did Teresa save the day or what?

- I'm still on lockdown.

Teresa got called back to the hospital

before she could even put her purse down,

and grandma's still acting all crazy.

- Mace and I are going to the spot tomorrow.

- Can Rick and I come?

- Yeah, of course.

- Grandma hates that I'm dating a guelo,

not like there's a lot of cute Chinese guys

to choose from around here.

- Well, I don't want to get you into trouble.

- Apparently I'm already in trouble.

- Oh, my brother's here. I gotta go.

- Veronica? - Come on in.

- Hey.

- No offense, but you look like crap.

- I feel like crap.

Ah, did you get dinner?

- Mm-hmm, leftovers, again.

- Ooh, sorry about that.

I will make that up to you.

Hey, I was gonna go over to Teresa's house.

She's gonna help me with my stupid panic attacks.

Is that cool?

- Sure you're not just using that as an excuse

to spend time with her?

I think you might just be into her.

- Um, it's purely a professional...

Anyway, good talk,

and I will let you get back to your homework.

It smells good in here. - Mm-hmm.

- One more thing--

this.

What did I tell you about these, huh?

It's a nasty habit, not allowed.

- Hey, those are mine.

- Well, I'm sorry,

I don't like to be in the position of being your parent

any more than you do,

but somebody's got to look out for you.

What would mom say if she caught you with these?

- She'd say they belonged to her,

take them and smoke them herself.

- Probably.

- I wish she was still here.

- Well, hey, I'll say what she was thinking,

and that is, I'm only doing this 'cause I love you,

and I do, you know? Love you.

All right.

So, no more cigs, got me?

Right on.

The air freshener's a real amateur move, by the way.

- This is so unfair!

- Tracy!

- Is this a bad time, because I could come back.

- No, please, this house needs some calm.

- Okay.

- They're like four-year-old children.

- Yeah.

Is this silk?

I am--i want to thank you, Teresa.

- You think it's working, then?

- I do.

Breathing exercises really seem to help.

- Now we just have to wean you off the paper bags.

- Yeah.

- I'm kidding. - Okay.

- Let's begin. - Okay.

- Deep breath in.

Exhale out.

Picture your fears as a pile of fresh snow.

You take a handful, then squeeze it, compress it.

It becomes smaller and smaller in your hands,

smaller and smaller,

every morsel of fear melting away.

Another deep breath in--

And now your fears are half the size they were,

just a moment ago.

Smaller and smaller,

every morsel of fear melted away.

- I'm Billy Buckner, and we're here to help.

Binky, no, quiet.

Hush, hush, hush, binky. I'm trying to watch TV.

- Gold exchange offers the most competitive prices for your--

I'm Billy Butler--

- this guy is on every channel.

There we go.

What is it now, binky?

No, don't you be peeing on my brand new floors!

- I'm Billy Butler and we're here to help.

- Finish your business, binky, stupid dog.

Okay, pinch it off.

Yeah.

It's cold.

It's cold out here.

Who's there?

You show yourself right now, you hear me?

I ain't afraid of you.

All right, you son of a bitch.

You step out of there, or I'm gonna send you to hell

with a hole in your head as big as a grapefruit.

Come on.

What the...

- That was good, Todd.

I could feel you more relaxed that time.

How do you feel?

- Great?

- There's something to be said

for 1,000-year-old techniques, huh?

Once you master your breathing exercises,

you should be able to control the attacks.

- And give birth.

- Grandma, grandma, what happened?

What's wrong? What happened?

Shh--

Shh.

It's all right. She's okay.

- I need my shoes. I'll get them later, yeah.

- Hey, Todd. You okay?

- Yep. It's through there.

- Thanks.

- The paper boy found her this morning.

It's a real mess. It's not...

- Teresa--

- hey, Tatum.

- Watch your step.

A couple of shots fired from that pistol,

but don't appear to have hit anything,

no blood trails, nothing.

What do you think?

- I think that this definitely wasn't an accident.

- Yeah, I got that much.

- Excessive hemorrhaging from the mouth...

- No kidding, Columbo.

- These look like full extractions here, sheriff.

- I know. I found a few teeth over there.

- I'll get on it right away, but it seems to me

that you've got a killer on the loose, sheriff.

- I don't know if this has any bearing on the situation,

but her hair wasn't white yesterday

when I issued her a ticket.

She was coming from old doc Payne's place

with a mouth full of gold fillings.

- Whoa! - I got it.

It's a dog.

Shhh.

It's okay.

What is that?

- Gold!

I've said it before, and I'll say it again.

It's the stuff dreams are made of.

Many folks don't know it, but the south was the location

of America's first and greatest gold rush.

Cut. Cut the damn camera.

- What's wrong? That was a good take, Billy.

- No kidding.

It would have been great

if this idiot had the cards right side up,

and the gold here, it isn't stacked right.

We need to make it look like there's more here

than there really is!

What's wrong with you people?

What are you, a bunch of film students?

I pay you professional wages! I demand a professional job!

I can't believe it.

You want anything done, you got to do it yourself.

Now you better get it right this time.

- Okay, everybody back to one, let's get it right this time.

- Everybody ready now? No, let's wait.

No, I got all the time in the-- take your time.

I got time.

We move slow down here, yeah.

Oh, you good--you happy-- you good, now?

You're fired. Get out of here.

I want some pretty girl over there, you know, a pretty girl,

just where I can look at it,

and I'll keep looking at it, okay?

Can you get that for me? Can you?

- Let me guess, your grandmother?

- She's crazy! There, I said it!

She's acting stranger than ever these last couple days.

- Well, you know, she's just going to keep calling

until you answer.

- Let her! I don't care.

Rick told me mace got the beer.

- Oh, so you guys are coming?

But I thought you were grounded.

- Since when has being grounded ever stopped me?

Sorry, sorry.

- So come on down to the golderton exchange

located in beautiful downtown golderton,

and don't forget to tell them bill sent--

damn it all to hell. What's wrong now?

What is it with you people?

What is that stuff?

Hey, I'm talking to you!

It's bill Butler.

I'm at the mine, and-- which mine?

How many mines are there?

Listen, people are dying over here!

Send the police! Send a SWAT team!

Send--send--oh!

No, keep that mist of yours away from me, you giant freak!

Okay, okay, just don't hurt me!

You killed my crew, ate all the damn gold,

you circus freak!

Now go on, get out of here, leave me alone!

That mist of yours don't work on me!

You want a piece of old Billy Butler,

you're gonna have to do it the old-fashioned way.

Come on, put up your Dukes!

- Ha! Take that, you bastard!

Shove it to hell, ray!

Send it back where it came from!

- I got him, Billy.

- It's bleeding gold.

Son of a bitch.

- Please, no!

- Thanks for the ride, my man.

- Uh-huh, going, see you later.

- So everything's set for tonight?

- I can't wait to get out of here.

- I'll come by around six. - Tracy! Tracy!

- I don't think I can wait that long.

Can you make it five?

Oh, okay.

Better call Teresa again.

Tell her to bring the biggest meat wagon we got.

Where's Billy?

- I don't know.

- What the hell happened here?

- I don't know, sheriff.

Maybe this'll tell us.

- Careful.

- Something wrong with the camera?

It's all blurry.

- What the hell is that?

- I don't know.

It's definitely not some psychotic serial killer.

I mean, it's too big to even be human.

- I guess it's some kind of mutant animal.

What--what-- freeze it right there.

Holy--

we got to get a hunting posse together,

blast that thing on sight.

- Are you sure we should be doing that, Mac?

Like I mean, look what he did to all these people!

- I guess I should expect that kind of attitude

from a guy who can't even issue a ticket

without breathing into a paper bag.

Damn it, Todd, I don't expect you to participate.

As a matter of fact, I would prefer that you didn't

because I don't need you choking up if things get hairy.

You go on back into town.

I will call you if I need you.

I'll wait here for Teresa and help her clean up this mess.

Meantime, I gotta make some calls.

Go, now!

Shirley, Shirley, are you there?

For the love of god, is there somebody at the office?

- Whoa, where do you think you're going?

- Out. - Whoa, not tonight, you're not.

- But I'm supposed to meet up with mace.

- I'm pretty sure the sheriff is keeping mace in tonight, too.

- It's Friday night, Todd.

- One night in is not going to ruin your social life, Veronica.

- Well, this is totally unfair. I already have plans.

You can't do that. - I just did.

Listen, it's just one night, okay?

Please. It's not safe out there.

- Not safe? In golderton?

- I know you think I'm being overprotective,

but there's been a string of violent murders

in the last day or so,

and no one knows what's going on.

I mean, we think it's an animal,

but we don't know for sure,

so believe me, you don't want to be out there.

- And you're only doing this because you love me, right?

- Hey, what did I just say?

- I'm not gonna sit here

and watch you stare at the video camera all night.

I'm going across to Tracy's.

- Fine, but nowhere else, okay?

- Okay. - All right.

And I got us some Chinese food.

- Hey. - Hey.

- What time are Rick and mace getting here?

- Oh, they just texted me.

They're gonna be a little late, but they'll be here after dark.

Tracey--

Tonight's gonna be so much fun.

This 24-carat egg roll is in for a big surprise.

Don't forget to tell 'em Billy sent you--

back to hell!

Yeah!

Hey, listen up, gentlemen.

Glad you all could make it out here tonight.

I don't know exactly what it is we're dealing with.

It's looking like the work of a bear or,

I don't know, a massive feral boar,

but it has killed a lot of people

in the last few days.

I called you men

not just because you're the best hunters in the area,

or the meanest,

but because you're the bravest men that I know,

no offense, ma'am.

Now, I figure we can cover more ground

if we divide ourselves up in a few groups, take quadrants.

Tibbs, you and junior take the area along route 21,

work your way around the Butler property.

Chad and John, you can take the southeast quadrant.

Callahan, you can take the western edge of the property

up to Smith road.

Caveman, you and eyeball can check out

the old mine entrance.

I'll stay here at home base

in case whatever it is comes back.

Set your walkies to channel four.

Let's stay in constant communication.

Keep each other aware of your positions.

I don't need someone to get shot

because one of you wandered too far off

in one direction or the other.

Any questions?

- What are we gonna do when we find it, sheriff?

- I'd rather attack it with all eight of us.

Radio us, and we will kill it, together.

Sun's going down, boys.

Good hunting.

- Let's do this!

- Shh! What are you doing?

Stop making all that noise.

Why don't you just blast an airhorn,

let them all know we're here!

What's your problem? - What's my problem?

It's Friday night, I'm 19 years old,

and I'm walking around in the middle of nowhere

with my dad instead of hanging out

like every other teenager in town.

- Well, you see, if you were a manchild,

you'd be having the time of your life.

See, I thought coming out here

and shooting the hell out of something

would be some great father-daughter bonding time,

but no, you've got to get all crybaby on me.

Why don't you go on back to the house

and have mama put a little skirt on you.

Don't point that in my direction.

What are you, nuts?

Junior, where you going?

You got the trots?

What're you doing, girl?

Ooh! Junior!

Junior, you all right?

I've never seen you get...

No, no!

- Melting from your body.

Teresa!

Hello, um, is Teresa home?

No, she's probably still at the hospital.

Do you remember the other night

I overheard you repeating the words.

What does it mean?

Here, look, look, right here.

Look in there.

I was hoping that I was wrong about all of this.

- You speak English? - Duh!

I've been speaking English since long before you were born,

you numbskull.

Get in here. We got to talk.

Come on, come on.

What does ""mean?

Means "vengeance".

I've been hearing the stories when I was growing up,

but I didn't want to believe them.

I thought it was some stupid old superstition.

It all started with the Butler gold mine.

William Butler opened the mine around 1840 or so,

and what he called employment was nothing more than slavery.

That mine was a death trap, and he didn't care.

He was blinded by greed.

He just wanted gold.

He had no concern for the miners.

It was only a matter of time before tragedy struck.

There were five men in the mine the day it caved in.

Butler abandoned the miners

and went to the other side of the mountain.

Families of the miners,

they could hear the men deep inside,

screaming and crying for help.

All Butler did was he opened another part of the mine

and continued working.

- I've never heard any of this before.

How did he get away with it?

- History is written by the ones that lived,

not the ones that died.

But that's not the end of the story.

One of the miners' wife was a.

We call it a witch.

The cursed the place that night,

and gave life to the dead spirits

that were trapped in the mine.

The legend says the dead bodies of the five men

took a form of one with five heads.

The created a creature of vengeance,

name it.

The five heads beast has been lying there

and waiting for all these years

gathering its strength until something break it free.

- Shut up!

- Yeah! - Hey, can't you read?

The sign says no trespassing.

- Don't go down there! Idiots!

Dumb ass kids!

- Come on out of there, you son of a bitch.

Anybody got anything?

Hello?

Where is everyone?

Great.

- Rock. I win.

- You always win.

- You do realize you always start with scissors

and I always start with rock, right?

I figured you'd know that by now.

- I do now.

- Stay out in the open where I can see you.

- So you're telling me this thing, this...

Is out for revenge.

- Against who?

The descendants of William Butler?

White people? What?

- That's the trouble of revenge spells.

They're more like bombs than bullets,

and no one is safe

if they fall in the path of the creature.

Not you, not me, no one.

- How do we stop it?

- I don't know for sure.

It won't be easy, if we can at all.

- Wait.

Don't you have some kind of--

I don't know, potion or spell or something?

I'm no, sorry.

I wish I were a witch,

but I can only tell you this

Is not just a stupid animal.

It's a thing of the spirit world,

and in addition of its great strength,

it has other properties.

- Great.

I'm afraid to ask.

The is the reflection of the spirits

that it is avenging.

Those five miners weren't just trapped.

They were suffering in constant fear,

maddening, terrible unshakable terror,

and this is what the will use

to disable its enemies.

It can paralyze its targets, make them sitting ducks

so that it can take its time.

The legend says it emits the same terror

the miners felt before they died.

Then it strikes.

- Thanks.

So you're saying even normal people

get paralyzing panic attacks

just by being around this thing?

- Paralyzed fear, panic attacks,

heebie jeebies, call it whatever you will,

but that's what it will do, like a spider

that immobilizes its prey and devouring them.

- Great.

Just what I need to hear.

And there's no way to kill it?

- Certainly not by conventional means,

but maybe if you can send it back to where it came from,

or satisfy its taste for revenge.

Oh, I really couldn't tell you for sure.

- So you're saying odds of surviving this thing

are slim to none.

- Yes.

- Good.

Can I speak to my sister for a second?

- Down the hall on the right.

Tracy, Veronica?

Tracy, Veronica, I have to talk to you.

- Tracy! Tracy! She was grounded,

and she kept on saying she wanted to go

to this place called the mine!

- It's locked.

All right, come on, let's go.

- What is this? When did they put a fence here?

- I don't know, but there's a sign

and it's spooky, so come on.

- No, wait. We came this far.

I mean, this is our spot.

People have been partying here our whole lives

and even longer.

Hell, we were probably even conceived here.

- Eww! - It says no trespassing.

Violators will be prosecuted, all right, baby?

Come on. - Your dad is the sheriff.

What, is he gonna arrest you?

Quit being such a wuss.

It's more private in there.

You know what I mean?

- All right, you want a boost, or should I get down in the mud

and let you climb on my back?

- Oh, crap, it's Todd.

- Don't answer it.

- Well, of course, I'm not gonna answer.

Why get in trouble now

when you can get in trouble tomorrow, right?

- Veronica, you need to come home now, okay?

There's something going on out by the Butler mine

and it's not safe there. Just--I'm not angry.

Just come home, okay? Or call me.

It-- damn it!

- Why am I always the bait?

- It's your lot in life, I guess.

- I was speaking in more general terms.

- If you want to catch something,

you got to use bait, right?

You just stay right there.

When that thing comes to eat you,

I'll blow its head off.

- What if you miss? - Miss?

Do you know how much I paid for this scope?

- Maybe I should go up there and get my gun.

- What kind of intelligent creature's

going to attack a well-armed man?

Besides, you've still got your pistol.

- What if it's not intelligent?

- What if you threw down paper instead of scissors?

Now just stand there and be good bait, will you?

You're a master at it.

You're a master bait.

- Sheriff, what's your 20?

- I'm out by Butler's place. What do you want?

- I'm pretty sure mace and Veronica

are out there somewhere.

My money's on the spot

where the kids always hang out and drink.

- I specifically told him not to go out tonight.

- Same here. Has that ever stopped them before?

- I have to stay here at the Butler office.

I got trackers out in the field hunting this damn thing.

Can you check on them, please?

- I got one stop to make, then I'm on my way.

- Make sure you're packing.

- Copy.

- There's something out there.

Did you hear that?

It's here! I hear it, Chad!

Chad!

Ew!

- What was that?

- It sounded like somebody out hunting idiot teenagers.

- Yeah, and it's definitely not hunting season.

Why the hell would anybody be shooting out here?

- Hey, what's going on out there?

Who's shooting?

Callahan? Tibbs? Anybody?

- Caveman and eyeball, reporting in.

It wasn't us, but it sounds close.

- Callahan, tibbs, somebody tell me who's shooting.

Of all the stupid-- I almost shot your ass.

- I seen the thing.

It's a monster, and it drips gold.

- What the hell you talking about?

- It's an old family curse come to life

after all these years.

- You've been drinking.

- I'm as sober as a mule.

Give me that gun.

- Whoa, whoa, wait, Billy.

You're pointing a gun at a cop.

You do know that is a bad idea.

- The thing came from my mine.

What's from my mine is all mine.

I own it.

I can do anything I want with it.

- You're crazy. You need my help to stop that thing.

- Crazy, nothing! I'm not stopping anything.

I'm gonna trap it.

- People have died, Billy, your people.

The law's taken over. It's a police matter now.

- No one's gonna kill my future.

Move.

- Teresa!

- Todd, what are you doing here?

- I just spoke to your grandmother,

and she told me this crazy story about your ancestors.

It could explain what's happening here.

The mine exploded,

and there was a curse on these body parts

that melded together.

Guys, I got a bad feeling about this.

I don't think it's safe here.

Come on, we should get out of here, now.

- Take it easy, mace.

Those shots could be a mile away.

- No, those shots weren't a mile away, baby,

they were close, okay?

- Well, I'm not worried.

I've got my boyfriend to protect me.

- Now, I'm not superman, you know?

Bullets go through me. All right?

I'm calling my dad.

I'm gonna let him know where we are just in case.

If you want it, come and get it.

- I'll get it.

- In my entire life,

I've never heard my grandmother tell that story.

- No, it gets worse.

I'm pretty sure Tracy and Veronica

are at the makeout spot by the old mine.

They're gonna get caught in the middle of all this

if we don't go out there. - We?

- Well, I could use your help, just to keep my nerves steady

while I drive out there, just until we get the kids.

I promise I won't put you in danger.

- All right. I trust you.

- Okay, let's go.

Billy, you can't do this.

Come on, man, you're only making things worse.

- Nothing, not even you,

can keep me from getting my gold from that cursed thing.

This bugger is attracted to gold like moth to a flame.

That's how I'm gonna get it to follow us.

- You've lost your mind.

- You want to bring it to justice.

I want to get its gold.

Heads I win, tails you lose.

We do it my way.

- It's gonna kill you.

- I'm smarter than any stupid monster.

It's not gonna kill me.

- Oh, so you're gonna kill it with dynamite.

- I don't want to kill it.

Ever heard of killing the goose that laid the golden egg?

Of course not! If this thing bleeds,

craps, and spits gold, it's got the midas touch.

It's gonna make me rich.

Get in.

- Look, fellas, I don't know what you're trying to do,

but maybe there's some... - Shut up.

- My dad's the sheriff, all right?

- It's a small town, kid.

I know who your daddy is.

Threw us in jail for a year.

Why any sheriff would hire ex-cons

to hunt something down is a stupid move at best.

- Must be one hell of a thing he's after.

- Oh, it's Tracy.

Tracy!

- We're being held by a bunch of creeps.

We're out in the woods, we're...

- Tracy!

- You want to die tonight?

Tracy! Hello?

It sounded like she's in trouble

and the phone went dead. - Let's go.

- Come on out!

Come on out and get what's coming to you!

Come on out, you monster son of a--

come on out, gentlemen!

I've got what you want, right here!

Come and get it!

Gotta spend money to make money.

- What are you guys planning on doing with us?

- Normally when me and eyeball find

some pretty young things like you

out drinking in the woods, well, use your imagination.

- Luckily for you and these boys,

tonight's pretty damn far from normal.

- Tie them up.

- Come on out, you ugly ass abomination!

You think I didn't recognize you?

You think I don't know what you are?

My family put you in that hole,

you damn good for nothing malformation!

Now come on out here and face your master!

Good boy.

Now we're talking.

- What on god's green earth?

- Smoke 'em if you got 'em.

Here you go, baby.

- Billy, what the...

- Fire in the hole! Whoo!

- God, what is that thing?

- That is my destiny!

- Is that y'all's Jeep out by the gate?

Whose is it?

What the hell?

- You're gonna kill us, Billy.

- I got this by the ass! Whoo!

Atta boy!

- What the hell you doing, man?

I thought you said you didn't want to kill it.

- I'm not trying to kill it, just want to slow it down.

Then I can lead it.

- Lead it?

- Back to where it came from. Gotta trap it.

Once I trap it, I can siphon it, milk it like a goat.

- Give me the keys to the cuffs, Billy.

Let me out of here.

- If you can't tell, sheriff, I'm a bit busy.

Whoo! Whoo, that's a hot one!

Whoo! Ow!

- I want the keys to the Jeep.

Who's got it?

- Oh, y'all suck.

Look, nobody drives that Jeep but me.

- By all means.

- Eh, that's not the keys.

- Let's go.

- Now what are we gonna do?

- We got any beers left?

- No, they drank them all.

- Hey, hurry up, man. We gotta go, man!

- You get the Jeep, man!

- What the...

- Speed kills, jerkwad!

- Hey, man, what are you doing?

You want us to go back to jail?

- What you talking about?

- Whoo, man!

If I was a cat, I'd only have seven lives left.

- Hey, look out!

- Oh, thank god!

Teresa, we're over here!

- Tracy! Are you okay?

- I'm sorry.

- You are in a lot of trouble, young lady.

- Is everybody all right? Anybody hurt?

- Oh! Run!

- We're going in! Whoo!

- Get out of the way!

- All right, scat, kiddies.

You, missy! Come here!

- Don't do it, Butler! This can only end badly.

- She's my insurance policy.

- Don't! Stop! Take me!

- Stay out of this, Barney fife!

Come on! - Todd, do something!

- Get in there!

- Look at me, deputy!

If you love that girl, you can do this.

Don't just freeze up, boy.

Now prove it to her.

Go.

Wait! I need the keys to the handcuffs!

Aw, blast! - Dad!

- Come on, let's get out of here.

- The keys to these cuffs are in that cave.

- I'll go get them.

- Go, y'all, get the hell out of here.

- I'm not gonna leave without you.

- Go, go! It's too late.

It's all right, son!

- Oh, Billy!

- Don't you move, sister. - Help!

- When that thing gets in here,

you might not even want to breathe.

- Help me!

Don't do this, Billy.

- They say diamonds are forever, but you gotta admit,

there's just something special about the weight of gold.

You can see-- hell, I can even smell it.

So can that thing that's headed our way.

Right on time.

- Todd!

- I'll take that.

- Don't!

- Hey, chinaman! Look what I've got here!

- Let me go, you psycho!

- Billy, don't do this!

I love her.

- Not as much as I love gold.

Welcome back to the grave, octo-monster.

I got your 24-carat dinner right here.

Come on! Come on!

Come and get it.

- Todd, Todd!

Help me! Todd, this guy's lost it.

We're gonna die if you don't stop him.

- I can't, I can't.

- You can.

- You got to pull over! Pull over the car!

- He's dead!

Oh, my god.

- Come on, we got to go. We got to go help them.

- Help them? How stupid are you?

We need to help ourselves and get out of here!

- That's family out there!

- My sister's out there.

- And there's a dead guy on the ground.

- We can't just run away, all right?

Veronica, are you coming? - Yeah.

- Screw this. No.

- Doug!

- I'm gonna melt you down, sucker,

like chocolate in the sun.

I want to get at that cream filling!

How about a little fire, scarecrow!

Yeah, looks like you got your damn!

Doesn't matter!

You're still stuck in this stinking cave.

Gentlemen, suck on this!

Crap! Damn it.

- Teresa, take a deep breath and release it.

Picture your fears are a pile of fresh snow.

You take a handful, squeeze it, compress it.

It's getting smaller in your hands,

melting from your body's heat.

I'm not afraid.

I'm not afraid of you,

Get out of here, Teresa! Go!

- Todd!

Todd!

- Teresa, go!

Thank you, Teresa.

This is for you.

Crap.

- Todd!

- Get out of here, Teresa! Run!

- I'm not leaving you!

- Go, now!

Run!

Todd?

No!

Todd!

- Pops, I'm so sorry.

I know you told me not to go out there.

- I'm okay, son. Just go check on the girls.

- I know you loved him.

- Todd, he saved me.

He saved all of us.

- He was a good man.

I'm sorry. I am sorry.

- I'm so sorry, Veronica.

I know your brother was the only family you had left,

but he loved you,

and he sacrificed himself for the good of us all.

You should be proud.

- Hey! I think I've got something over here!

- Todd!

- I can't believe you made it out of there.

- I know. Me neither.

I mean, now I know what those miners went through.

It was awful.

I'd want some as well.

- Now you understand.

- Yeah.

Teresa...

- Todd, thank god you're alive.

We thought that you were...

- No, you saved me in there.

Thank you.

- No, it was you who saved us both.

- Without you--

without your training,

I wouldn't have survived.

- I was scared I was gonna lose you.

- Purely professional, right?

- Do you have some homework to do?

- Hey, what's that?

- Stay back! Don't breathe that in!

- See you? What's...?

- Freedom.

- See you later.

Let me out of here!