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(Skateboard scratching)

Legend has it, that when the moon's full...

...you can still spot ole Pitchfork...

...wandering the woods.

Young Corey: My dad says we're not suppose to play back here...

...He says a monster lives here.

Run!

You shoulda seen your face.

Wincer: It's the worst thing I've ever seen.

There's a legend around here, that a farmer killed his family.

Morgan: If you mess with Rayborn's daughter, you mess with the pitchfork.

This is right outside of out perimeter.

Does anybody live out this way?

I don't think so.

(Cheers)

(Chainsaw engine)

(Screams)

Run! Run! Run!

No! No!

(Scream in pain)

Who the hell is that?

I know who that is.

Sorry.

(Radio chatter)

This shit doesn't happen.

I mean we caught the fucking Boogie Man, or Dracula, or hell, the devil himself.

You understand what I'm saying? - Yeah, you guys grow 'em big, and you grow 'em crazy...

I'll give you that.

Nah, it's more than that.

Did you ever play that Bloody Mary game when you were kids?

What where you stare into the mirror and say her name?

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Did she ever come to life and start murdering people?

I'm not trying to be insensitive, I'm not.

It's just that...

when we was kids, growing up...

He's the reason we didn't playin the woods.

Those stories you tell each other...

trying to keep each other up late at night at camp...

were about him. - When you were a kid?

Yeah. - Dang. That dude looks good for like, a hundred.

Ha!

I might have been a teenager, but you get my point.

Why were you still going to camp as a teenager?

It was vacation bible school.

That's not weird!

You know I saw him once, or I thought I did.

We were working late on Christmas Eve.

Car wreck, completely engulfed in flames.

Couple lost control.

Well it just felt weird.

I don't know if it was the wind or the cold...

or it was Christmas Eve and I just didn't want to be there.

(On Radio): Hey Wincer, what you got?

I didn't really think about it then...

but on the way home, from the scene...

I passed right by the old Rayborn place.

Well, I wouldn't have admitted then, but I'll tell you...

scared the shit out of me...

that some fucking crazy, old hermit

would've been that close to me, in the dark, at night...

well, it'd scare anybody.

Was Rayborn his real name?

Yeah.

'Til they started calling him Pitchfork.

Hey, if they can keep him alive, you're gonna need to put...

...a small army on his floor.

Yeah, no shit.

Yeah, media's gonna be a bitch.

I thought you meant if he wakes up.

I don't believe in monsters.

Fuck!

(Screaming)

(Screaming)

(Grunting)

Morgan: Let me ask you something...

what do you think the chances are that Steven...

would come work with us down on the boats?

(Laughs)

Well, let's see after you sold half our...

...gear to send him off to college.

Yeah. Does he have to know that?

Morgan: It's good to see you boys back together again.

You know I'd sell everything I own if...

I thought there was a chance in hell...

you'd wise up and get the hell out of here.

Bring it on, alright. Alright buddy.

(Whispering) They said like 25 dead, including his dad.

Oh my God. That's terrible.

Make sure you give that to Dr. Shapiro...

he needs it as soon as you can. Thanks.

(Paramedic coughing)

(Coughing)

(Sobs)

Steven hasn't come out yet?

Not yet.

He'll be fine.

We use to play pretty rough when we were kids, so...

he knows how to take a beating.

(Laughs)

I saw him tear up from a splinter once.

*

Tiburon: It's called the Day of the Dead...

(Speaking spanish), it's a time to remember...

those that we've lost, and...

the ones who have gone on before us.

I've seen that on TV and stuff

it's like a scary Mardi Gras, right?

Yeah, pretty much.

(Laughs)

They didn't let you have the day off?

I did not ask.

Man, if I was Mexican, I wouldn't be working zombie Mardi Gras.

You know, that is disrespectful.

It's a celebration of a passing soul and to remind us that...

life is just a dream, and death is when we wake.

That's beautiful.

Thank you.

But, you have parades and throw candy too right?

That's Mardi Gras.

Woah woah, hey!

Yeah?

Where ya headed?

Second floor, what's up?

Is it urgent?

Man, I'm at work!

You got a minute to conference call?

Didn't your ass just go smoke?

Maybe, slow day.

You know, one of these days they gon' catch on to the fact...

that you don't do shit!

(Laughs) Yeah. Maybe, maybe.

Alright man, you twisted my arm. Yo Tiburon, you coming?

Oh no, I get to get back to these checklists.

Alright well, don't work too hard, man.

He won't, it's mexican Mardi Gras.

No shit? - I shit you not.

Gringos.

(Laughing)

Mardi Gras, Cinco de Mayo, they got everything.

Hey man look, who was that they brought in earlier?

I don't know. They came in through the back.

Through the morgue entrance right?

Yeah.

Why?

I don't know.

They did that shit that last time the mayor got his DUI...

snuck his ass through the back...

like I wasn't suppose to know who he is...

shit, I know who the fuck he is. Ah Shit!

What?

Man, I gotta go back to the...

break room, get my smokes.

I'll bum you one, c'mon.

Hell no man! You smoke that nasty menthol crap.

So? - So?!

Dude that's full of fiberglass. That shit's way worse for you man.

Oh. So it's more deadly than just smoking? Idiot.

(Door Slams) (Grunts)

(Noise continues)

Shit.

(Violent thud)

Oh, sorry. - It's okay.

You okay?

Said might have some nerve damage...

physical therapy...

It'll be ok. Baby, baby, it's fine, really.

Said it could've been alot worse.

Has anyone checked you out yet?

Not really.

They want to check for a heartbeat, so.

Did they do your CAT scan?

No, not yet.

Checking you for "dain bramage?"

(Laughs) New "dain bramage."

Have you..had a chance to talk to anyone yet?

No, I gotta...

go down and identify the... umm.

Amanda?

They towed that truck out of here about an hour ago.

You know a bunch of kids head out here for some thrills...

and end up in this crazy fucking nightmare.

Whole thing turns my stomach. - You see that poor bastard in the woods?

With the fucking thing on his face? - Yeah.

Yeah, I saw it...

I don't fucking believe it.

I mean honestly...

have you ever seen anything like this?

Man, there ain't ever been anything like this.

Lt. Dayton?

Yeah?

The city guys posted at the hospital said the ambulance isn't there yet.

You sure? They told everyone to else use the back entrance.

He said they're covering both sides.

They never made it.

Ole Wincer could fuck up a cup of coffee, couldn't he?

I'll tell you what, you tell them to stay put...

in case they radio in, you follow me up the nine, see if we can chase them down.

'Til we locate Wincer everyone reports to me.

Wasn't sure if you were a coffee drinker.

Only if it's Irish.

Thanks.

You know...

I remember you from school.

Fairhope?

Go Pirates.

Yeah, you were a couple grades ahead of me, but I...

I saw you in the halls and stuff.

You were in Steven's grade.

Yeah.

I didn't know him or anything, I just...

Small school, you know?

Yeah, tiny.

You...you left before the year was over, didn't you?

I'm not a stalker I promise, I...

I just, uh.

Yeah, I dropped out to help my dad on his boat.

He was gonna lose it to the bank.

I never...

So...

your dad, I mean he...

Yeah.

I...

I wasn't...

I'm sorry.

I wasn't even there.

Do you want to talk about it?

I just want answers.

The police are telling us two different things.

It doesn't make any sense.

You know...

I've been here for a couple of years now.

And I've seen alot of people dealing with loss.

But...

nothing quite like this.

Whenever there's a tragedy...

It's always so hard on the survivors.

And I don't just mean the families.

I mean the people who were involved...

who could've just as easily not made it.

Not only do you have this pain and loss, but...

but you can get a...

guilt that comes with it.

Sometimes it's hard to find.

It's hard to be a survivor.

It starts to feel easier just to give up...

but you can't, you know?

Mary: You have to keep fighting.

(Heartbeat on monitor) There it is.

Sounds really strong too.

I'll give you two a minute.

I don't mean to be intrusive.

No, my dad would have told me to suck it up too.

That's not exactly what I was saying.

I know.

(Phone rings)

I have to deal with the families that come in here...

all the time and...

it's never easy for the one that made it.

(Phone ringing continues)

If you need anyone to talk to or anything...

I work until 10.

Thanks.

(Phone ringing continues)

Hi, front desk.

Down in the archives?

Ok, sure, what file?

Ok, yeah it'll just be a couple of minutes.

On TV: Hey boys and girls, it's Captain Morgan.

And you know what, it's that time of year for...

Captain Morgan's Haunted Hayride.

We got werewolves, we got ...

zombies, we got headless people running all...

we got it all!

So, come on down Friday the 30th and Saturday the 31st...

that's Halloween night and if you're brave enough...

to ride in our ride of terror and survive...

well then you might just get to meet Pitchfork.

Pitchfork, himself!

Make sure you bring the kids!

(Laughs maniacally)

No! No!

(Screams in agony)

Feel better?

Not really.

I mean, about the baby, little Steven, Jr.

You mean Lily.

Lily?!

Yeah, you don't like Lily?

I really don't.

This is gonna be a problem isn't it?

I can almost guarantee it.

We're not naming our son Lily.

(Both laugh)

Sorry Mr. Summers, the doctor will see you now.

Love you. - Love you too.

(Metal door swings open)

(Screams) Oh my god! - Sorry, sorry. Oh, my god! You scared me.

Yeah...I thought I was going the wrong way.

Where ya headed?

Waiting room. - No, that's the right way. Everything just looks kinda...

messed up cause they're remodeling.

Tax dollars at work I guess. - Alright, thanks...sorry.

(Muffled shriek)

(Screams)

Hey!

Corey!

Hey, put her down!

Rayborn!

Security Guard: Drop the knife!

Drop the knife!

Drop the knife you motherfucker drop it!

(Gunshots)

Ma'am, I'm gonna need you to stay back, let's go...

come on, nothing to see down here, let's go, come on.

Sir get back in the waiting room until we've secured the area.

Corey. That's my fucking brother!

Are you okay?

I tried Steven. - Tried?

Where's Amanda?

Alright, I know you boys are tired.

It's been a long fucking day. Some of you been on 24 hours already.

ER Doctor: Ok, what do we got?

45 year old male, unresponsive, motor vehicle accident.

But, I don't wanna hear about that right now...

and I don't want to hear about the Boogeyman, monsters...

or spook stories either.

Local legends, no matter how many times we've heard them...

are still just legends.

What I need you concentrating on is finding that little girl...

and bringing that son of bitch to his knees.

Now she's got a family that's missing her...

people that are worried about her...

now I know I don't need to tell you, this guy's already...

taken the lives of some of our brothers.

So you keep that in mind when you run into him.

I remember when you first came to live with us...

dad told me it was my job to take care of you...

cause I was bigger.

I remember this stormy night...

...after the ride and you couldn't sleep...

so we sat on the porch with dad, watched him finish a sixer

and just listened to the rain.

You asked dad if he ever got scared, remember?

You remember what he said?

I wanna tell y'all something. Every man on this planet is gonna have to face his demons...

and his monsters.

Now demons are tough, because they come from inside of you.

Now monsters, completely different...

the only monsters you have to fear...

are the ones that walk on two legs.

I remember thinking it was my job to protect you from the monsters.

I never expected anything.

You may not be my little brother but you might as well be...

and it's my job to protect you...

and I'm sorry.

(Screams)

Nurse: I think he's gonna be ok. - Yeah.

Did they find that missing girl yet? - Nope.

I sure hope they do. Bless her heart.

Hey, hey, no no let... - What did you do to me?

Just save your life, that's all. - Then why does my ass hurt?

Hey, did we get him? - No, he got a little girl.

Ah, we gotta...

You just rest man let them handle it.

Don't underestimate this guy again.

There's a reason that some stories become legends.

We will get him, you just rest.

I'd feel better about this if you were in play on it.

Yeah, I'm working on that.

Nurse: Officer Loomis?

Yes.

Somebody's here to see you

Thanks.

What'd you get?

Everything I could find.

Perfect.

It's only for Wincer that I do this.

If you get caught with this I'll tell them you stole it.

Hey, black man from out of town, I'm sure they'll buy it.

I'm sure they will.

What are you looking for anyway?

I mean no offense, but...

the convict, that was your jurisdiction...

this is a whole new thing.

Just trying to help.

You need to be careful.

Listen, it's my fault that Wincer got hurt...

so I'm gonna help any way I can.

And I've heard enough word of mouth stories about this guy...

I do not care about the campfire version anymore.

In this case...

I think it's the same thing.

Our investigation indicates that Ms. Rayborn left...

of her own free will. Apparently, with a young man she had been seeing secretly.

Frankly, given her home environment, I'm glad she finally got away.

Thank you.

(On radio) This is Dayton.

I think we found her sir...

the girl.

Dayton: I want every officer hat's not watching that house...

walking these woods, high alert.

This is ground zero, we fan out from this location...

and we go in every direction until we find the fucker. Now let's go!

Let's move! Let's move! Let's move!

Mooney.

This is Dayton, we're gonna set up a new grid.

Figure that out.

Loomis: Endurance.

I asked my father what a lifetime as a police officer taught him.

That's what he said, endurance.

He said that in the aftermath of tragedy...

endurance is our only contribution to one another.

Because, we can endure what they can't right?

We're not directly involved.

But he never had to face anything like this.

He's right though, endurance is all we have.

Sometimes the families of the victims turn against us...

'cause it makes them feel better.

And if it does, great.

We've done our job.

Now, this Dayton, he's an arrogant asshole...

but he's a motivated asshole and he will hunt this guy down.

I'm sure this is the resume builder he's been waiting for.

Did you read this?

Yeah, interesting read but nothing really to go on.

Yeah, now you know why these stories are so popular...

with the kids around here.

No, I became a believer this morning.

Sometimes you hear so much of this shit...

you forget it all started with real people.

Oh fuck.

Where's the kid?

What kid?

Easy, I don't think that's a good idea.

I've been sitting on my ass long enough.

Mind if I sit?

We don't feel like answering any questions right now.

I don't have any questions.

I don't know where to start.

12 years ago I was working a wreck...

near here on Christmas Eve.

There wasn't much we could do...

just waiting around for the fire department to show up.

The hardest part of my job is notifying family.

Your uncle was suppose to meet your parents in Atlanta...

but instead, he brought you here.

They let me go out on the boat with him.

We go back early so he brought me here instead of meeting them.

My parents were pissed.

They hated it here.

Son they didn't hate it...

they were scared of it.

Yeah, Detective Loomis for Dayton.

What the hell's he doing on Brewer Road?

Dammit, get him off there he's not doing us any good up there.

This is Dayton.

Yeah, patch him through.

Dayton, it's Loomis.

Hey there city, how's our boy holding up?

Yeah, I'm looking at it now...

figure if he's a hermit he might show up back here...

but trust me, we searched that house...

I got forensics sniffing around he's not in there.

No, listen.

Dayton, listen there is more to it.

Look, as soon as Wincer starts feeling better you boys are...

welcome to take a little walk down here and see for yourselves

but until then I gotta get back to it.

No, listen dammit you've gotta look under it!

There's a cellar you...

Hello?

Fuck!

Forensics: I'd say time of death was sometime yesterday.

Ground's still dry under it too.

That's my mom.

I've never seen a picture of her this young before.

That picture is from an old police report from our station.

She was the center of a missing persons search...

when she was about that age.

No...

Dad was from here, she lived up north.

Your dad and your mom had run away from her abusive father...

a farmer who lived near here by the name of Rayborn.

Your father probably didn't know anything about it. He was just a baby then.

He and uncle Mike didn't grow up together...

they didn't get together until Steven and I were born.

But that's not the story my father use to tell.

That's not what I believe.

Your parents probably wanted you as far away from that past...

as possible.

Do you know...

Do you know for sure that my parent's accident was...

I don't.

They know not to come back here.

They avoided this place like the fucking curse that it is.

They only came back for me.

(On radio) Officer: Hey boss.

Dayton: Yeah go ahead.

This ain't the chick that's missing over here.

What the fuck you talking about?

CSI is saying this girl's been dead a day, maybe longer.

Easy, easy.

We'll get her back.

I need a car.

What's going on?

Your boy Dayton's about to let that girl die.

The house has a basement or cellar or something to it...

it's obviously well hidden and he wouldn't listen to me.

Ok, find Sgt. Adams, he's a friend of mine...

he's got a real knack for disobeying orders.

Get him to lead his team out there.

I'll get Wincer settled in and I'll meet you there.

What's up?

Loomis thinks Rayborn's hiding under his house...

in a cellar or something.

So he's going out there.

And?

Dayton wouldn't listen.

Schmidty, I want you to watch these two...

Shit, I want you to watch out for this guy. You, you're with me.

(On radio): Suspect is a white male, blue jeans, white t-shirt

last seen heading towards the basement.

Ah, hell with it.

Alright, we're searching the house again.

We searched it.

We're gonna do it again, inside and out.

If we breach the house we're gonna give up our position.

Alright, did you not hear me? I said we're taking the house.

That's an order.

You don't give orders.

I do today, now let's move out.

You got a gun?

Beats the hell out of a machete.

Clear left.

Clear right.

Bathroom's clear.

What are we doing here? I gotta get something.

Do me a favor.

If I don't make it back tonight...

come back here and burn this place to the ground.

(On radio): This is team leader giving the all clear on the house, over.

Looks like the house is clear.

Surprise, surprise.

I gotta take a piss.

(Loud bang on car)

Shit, shit.

What the fuck?!

(Gurgling noises)

Alright, so that cop said theres a cellar in Rayborn's house.

I'm gonna go distract the cops, you go around back.

Hey, be careful.

(Screams in pain)

Hands!

Let me see your hands!

What the hell are you doing here

Looking for the cops, I can't find anybody.

Ah shit.

Where the hell is everybody?

We don't know, we got blood all over this cruiser here.

There's another cruiser up on the hill...

but nobody inside.

Try your radio?

I couldn't reach anyone.

Gotta search the house.

Hold on just a second.

Hey.

I want you to go get in that cruiser and...

lay down in the back seat until I come get you, alright?

Fuck that.

I wasn't asking you.

Alright?

After you.

Is that gun loaded?

Shoot me.

I can't lift my arm to do it.

Use my gun, they'll check.

Don't go in that house.

Close your eyes.

I fucked this up. I fucked this up.

No you didn't.

We got him.

You did good.

I thought I was just gonna have to bleed out.

Door left.

(Man screams)

It's me, it's me. - Steven?

Back up. Back up. - Okay, okay, okay.

Oh my god, Steven. - Are you okay?

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Where is he?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

Alright, let's go.

No, no this way. This way.

(Both coughing)

What?

Corey's still in there.

No, no Steven please.

Listen to me, I know he got out.

Ok, he's not still in there.

He would come back for me.

Please don't go.

Please, I know he's not still in there, okay?

The villagers always kill the monster with fire and pitchforks

What?

I'll come back for you, just stay in the truck you'll be safe.

Please stay here, please.

I'll come back for you.

OK.

Corey: Steven!

(Corey screams in pain)

Morgan: The only monsters you have to fear...

are the ones that walk on two legs.

I'm not afraid of you anymore.

(Gunshot)

My dad says...

a monster lives here.

Not anymore.

How you holding up?

I'll be alright.

I'll endure. You? Yeah.

My dad use to say that people look at their scars as proof that they were hurt.

It's also proof that there's healing too.

Smart dad.

Yeah, he was.

Mine too.

*

You know, I'm really glad you didn't sell the place.

Yeah, me too.

I'm especially glad that you didn't have to burn it down.

You still talk to Loomis.

Not as much as before but, yeah.

Doing good.

Had a baby. - No shit.

Well, his wife did.

So how's the business running?

It's going, got two new boats.

Look at you, commodore Corey over here.

Yep, I'm big time now.

Seriously though, uncle Morgan would be proud.

Jealous, yeah, but definitely not proud.

Wanna go let baby girl open some presents? - Yeah, I guess we can.

You didn't really get her a can of mace did you? - Nah, not this time.

Seriously, Amanda freaked out.

Well, I mean not until I can get her a taser.

I mean if she grows up half as pretty as her mom.

Or worse, as pretty as me.

That won't be so bad. - What? I'd be crazy hot as a girl.

C'mon baby let's go inside.

Uncle Corey's ready to open presents.

Morgan.

C'mon.

You ready to go? - Why? Why? Why?