Original subtitles

[old jazzy music]

♪ Building a boy with a boy who could play you bet

♪ Oh how they played when he played on his old cornet

♪ He's got a smile and a cute little style

♪ That's all his own

♪ He'd mute his old cornet

♪ And then he'd make it moan

♪ Do a da do a da do a da do

♪ Nothing to it but it's sweet

♪ That tune goes right to your feet

♪ Do a da do made a hit with the girls

♪ They had their hair bobbed and into curls

♪ Oh how he blew

♪ The do a da do a da do

[knocking]

- [Man] Clowns, you got 10 minutes!

10 minutes!

[sinister music]

- [Audience] [chanting]

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

[wild cheering]

[upbeat country music]

- A little help?

Hey, they say music has a profound effect

on the young American mind, right?

How's it going?

- Hey Dad.

- Then again?

See, I'm on your side, I always say every family

needs at least one hard core gangsta in it, ya know?

Right?

- Don, leave her alone.

You used to like rap music.

- I'm all for it, that's what I'm saying.

You know, I mean hey, look at me.

I loved rap music back in the day,

and now living large, G.O.

Managing the front desk of a hotel

but it could be worse, right?

I mean hey.

However, I have been wondering,I wonder if it's too late

to see Run-DMC.

♪ Honey I'm jonesing

♪ My hearts heaving and sighing

♪ My head's in my fingers

- Hi.

- Hi, how you doing?

- What's up guys?

- Hey, how you doing?

- Alright, good to see you, man.

- What's up guys?

- What's up TC, man?

- How's it going buddy?

- How are you, bro?

- It's all good.

- There you go.

- Yes sir, it is.

- What you having today, TC?

- The usual's fine, Beryl.

- Got some burnt shit on toast coming right up.

[chuckling]

- You guys got any good plans for the weekend?

- Well Mama and I gonna be taking the grandkids

over to the big old circus over there on Saturday night,

but other than that there's not much going on.

- Circus, huh?

- Yeah.

- No thank you.

- What?

- Hell no.

Something's not right about clowns.

[laughing]

Maybe it's all them white faces.

- Yeah, that must be it.

- You know what they say though, black is beautiful,

tan is grand, but white's still the color

of the big boss man.

[laughing]

- Is that what they say, huh?

- That's right.

- I've heard that a few times.

- That so mister boss man?

- You'd be the truth.

[laughing]

- What about you, any plans for the weekend?

- Well I think on Sunday we're gonna barbecue

for that Cowboys game, course you guys are welcome

to come by if you want to.

- Wow, that sounds like a plan.

Hey, I'll get Mama to make some of her world famous

potato salad.

You know she won a prize over at the [mumbles] fair

with that thing.

- Yeah, we've heard that story a few times.

Don't go out of your way or anything.

- I'll have to check my busy schedule first.

- What?

Your playboy lifestyle getting in the way

of barbecues now, TC?

- Yeah, that plus your wife's potato salad

tastes like shit.

- Well I'll be.

- It does.

- I've been eating that stuff for 30 years.

- We don't lie to you.

- It's honesty.

- You know, you really haven't done too bad for yourself.

Two perfect children.

[clicks tongue]

A loving, drop dead gorgeous wife.

A gorgeous wife, a nice house.

- You're right, you're right.

- Yeah, things could always be worse.

- I know. You are right.

Listen, okay?

Just some days I gotta tell ya.

I wake up and I feel suffocated, okay?

It's like, it's like being buried under mountains

of stress and bills and I mean I remember when we used

to really have fun, right?

You remember that, don't you?

- Yeah.

- I mean I remember when I looked forward to every day.

It was an adventure.

Now it's like every day is more of the same.

Spinning my wheels, worry, losing sleep.

Sometimes I don't even feel like I even wake up.

Does that make any sense?

- Yeah, it does Don, but Ithink everybody feels like that

at times.

- You know, you're right.

I am grateful.

Things are not that bad.

When I think of you, and the rugrats in there,

it makes me happy, really happy.

I mean if I didn't have y'all, I wouldn't be anything.

If I didn't have y'all, well I wouldn't even want

to be alive.

[hammering]

[elephants trumpeting]

[giggles]

- Did you see that?

She was smiling.

- Yeah, she smiled at you'cause you're standing in shit.

- Puta madre.

Check this shit out.

- What's that, a tarot card?

- No man, it's a playing card.

Me and my grandma used to play this game with this man

when I was a kid.

It's like bingo but from Mexico.

- So why is there a devil on there?

- [Speaking Spanish]

- English?

- Behave yourself, or the little red one

will carry you away, the devil.

- Ah.

- Yeah.

♪ I am dreaming dear of you

[screaming]

♪ Still I wonder all in dreams

♪ In the land of muck it seems

♪ Just with you

[muffled screaming]

- Hi.

You have a good time with the babysitter?

Yes I did Papa Corn. Yes I did Papa Corn.

[crying]

Papa loves you.

♪ Let me call you sweetheart

♪ I'm in love with you

[ominous music]

[muffled screaming]

- Nice watch asshole.

[saw buzzing]

[screaming]

[barking]

[laughing]

- There so you will not move.

[muffled screaming and crying]

- Ladies and gentlemen, the operation was a success!

[screaming]

[laughing]

[vomits]

- Just take the watch man, I don't care!

I'll tell you where all the rich people live,

you can go take all their money, I don't care!

Just don't kill me!

Just don't kill me!

- I like you, Brandon.

But you talk too much.

- No!

Please no!

[stapling]

- Silence is golden.

[upbeat carnival music]

- Daddy, are there gonna be any monkeys?

- [Don] Aside from the two of you?

Now that remains to be seen now don't it?

[giggling]

- Hey Hillary, maybe one of the clowns will wanna

be your boyfriend, then you can get married

and have little clown babies.

- Mom!

- Alyssa Ann, be nice to your sister.

Clown babies, really Alyssa?

- Sounds kinda funny myself.

- Don, don't you encourage them.

- Mom, Alyssa's making a face at me.

- Girls, circus, fun, please!

Let's go!

- I'd hate to have go home andhave y'all miss the circus, youknow?

Then I can do what Daddy does every night.

Sit in his chair and do nothing.

- How many?

- Four.

- Four, okay, that'll be $20.

- Don, are you there?

- Yeah.

Good, how are you?

- Good, 20 bucks.

- There you go.

- Thank you, enjoy the show.

- Thank you.

Don.

I need you to be present with the girls tonight.

- I know.

- No, we're here to have fun.

- I know, I'm here.

It'll be good.

Let's go see some monkeys.

[circus music]

[drumming]

[cheers and applause]

- Good evening ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.

And welcome to the all new Circus Romanos Gigante.

We invite you to witness the world's oldest forum

for family entertainment and the only entertainment

in America that has never been censored.

It's rated G and it's for children of all ages.

[giggling]

[knocking]

- Clowns, you have 10 minutes.

10 minutes!

[circus music]

[cheers and applause]

- And Bingo was his name-o.

- What do you want?

- [Audience] We want clowns!

- I said, what do you want?

- [Audience] We want clowns,we want clowns, we want clowns!

- You asked for 'em, you got 'em.

Send in the clowns!

[cheers and applause]

[wacky music]

- We are in search of a prisoner!

Is he among you?

Somewhere among you tonight lurks a guilty party

who is surely wearing stripes!

Stripes!

[shouting]

[cheering]

[hitting]

Can justice truly be said to have served

if one has not partaken of the prod?

[cattle prod clicking]

[cheering]

They say yes!

They say yes!

[cattle prod clicking]

Ladies and gentlemen, [mumbles] your cooperation,

and to say that justice is alive and well!

[cheers and applause]

[sinister music]

[drumming]

- Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?

To thank you for coming to our show tonight,

the circus would like to give one lucky member of the crowd

a very special prize basket.

Our clowns will now draw the winning seat number.

- Our prize tonight is a romantic getaway.

And our winner is.

[drumroll]

F32.

F32.

- It's you Daddy, it's you!

- Oh my god Daddy wins!

[cheering]

[laughing]

- I'm going to kill your entire family.

- What?

- I said congratulations!

Congratulations!

- And now, onto the show.

- I hope you enjoy your prizes.

- I'm sure I will.

- Thank you for being such a good sport.

- Thank you.

- What is your name?

- Don.

- Don, it's a pleasure to meet you.

My name is Papa Corn, but my friends call me Papa Corn.

[laughing]

- Papa Corn, it is a pleasure.

- You have a very delicious family, Don.

- Thank you, I think.

- Oh, thank you Mr. Jumbo.

Mr. Jumbo, would you fetch Mr. Blister for me?

Here you are.

- Running a little bit short on help?

- I'm sorry?

- Short on help, you know?

- Oh, you've made a joke at the expense of someone

differently abled, how clever you are.

But for your information, Mr. Jumbo suffers

from a growth hormone deficiency known as dwarfism.

However the last I checked, his sense of humor

was quite intact and I'm sure

he will find your joke amusing.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to be disrespectful.

- I'm yanking your chain, Donald, he's a dwarf.

Who gives a fuck what he thinks?

[laughing]

Oh, you forgot your address.

- Is that really necessary?

- Yes if you're going to come by for dinner it is.

Government regulation, I know man, just a formality,

trying to do my job.

- There you go.

- Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Well now.

- Donald.

Adios.

Happy trails, until we meet again.

- It's been a pleasure.

- You and your family enjoy the rest of the evening.

- Well I mean we have all this stuff to go home to.

- Yes.

- [Ringmaster] Let's hear it for the winner, [mumbles]!

- It's that time.

- Same as Dallas?

- Yes.

Although this time let's try to be a bit more incognito,

shall we?

[applause]

- What is this?

[mumbling]

Cheese!

- Hey, this is weird.

- Tell me about it.

[heavy metal music]

- Well I guess we're gonna get into it.

Okay, okay, okay.

I heard you.

I hear just fine.

We used to be married, remember?

I don't care if it's.

Hello?

Hello?

How'd you like the circus, buddy?

- Pull over!

[screaming]

- What the hell?

- Pull over now!

- Okay, okay.

[eerie music]

- Listen Noodledome.

Please remind me to explain to Mister Blister

the meaning of the word incognito.

[laughing]

- You want the car?

Take it, take it, please.

Just don't hurt my son.

- Paging Dr. Noodledome for an extraction!

[suspenseful music]

- No, no, no, no!

[squeaks]

Oh no, no, no, no!

[laughing]

[ominous music]

[screams]

- Jesus TC.

What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?

- I'm sorry.

Will you ever forgive me?

- No.

- How 'bout now?

[sultry music]

- Maybe.

[giggles]

We can't do this anymore.

I just feel so bad.

I thought it would be easier to leave him.

- I know, I know it's hard.

But what's the alternative?

Not be together?

- I really have fallen for you.

- I know.

[creepy music]

- Come to Papa.

[heavy breathing]

It wants the clown.

It wants the clown.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It wants the clown.

It wants the clown.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come to the circus, bitch.

Come to the circus, bitch!

[spitting and shaking]

[crying out]

[moaning]

[glass breaks] [screaming]

Here's Papa.

[laughing]

[screaming]

[hitting]

- Tastes like tears. - Fuck you!

[shouting]

- What, is it me?

Huh?

- Please let me go.

- You wanna go?

Yeah.

I'm feeling generous tonight.

Go on.

[screaming]

[intense music]

- Boo.

[screaming]

- Let's check under the hood, shall we?

[screaming]

You've been bad, haven't you?

Don works all day while you fuck all day?

- Don?

- Yeah.

Donald's like a brother to me.

[mumbles]

[punches] [cries out]

[laughing]

- [Clowns] Surprise!

[screaming]

[laughing]

[sinister music]

- Your daddy asked me to come by and keep an eye on you.

I'm your daddy's brother.

You can call me Uncle Papa.

[creepy music]

- Tiffany!

Tiffany!

No!

God!

Tiffany!

[screaming]

Hillary?

Alyssa?

Girls!

[laughing]

[screaming]

[intense music]

[laughing]

- Sweet dreams, Don.

[sawing]

[laughing]

[exciting music]

- We begin with breaking news out of Odessa.

Two people have been found dead, the apparent victims

of a kidnapping gone awry.

We go now live to News 7's Linda Ito.

Linda?

- Channel 7 was first on the scene of what police are

calling a gruesome discovery.

Investigators are tight lipped but we're being told

that this is the home of Donald and Tiffany Johnson,

and their two children.

- Hey guys.

Found the wife's cell phone.

- Let's see if we can find out where the husband's at.

- Yeah.

[phone ringing]

What in the?

[speaking Spanish]

[laughing]

[muffled yells]

[giggling]

- [Stagehand] Better get 'em on, you got 10 minutes.

10 minutes, Pappy.

- Rise and shine, asshole.

Have a seat, dickhead.

- I see you boys have already met.

May I formally introduce you?

Donald, the formerly motormouthasshole you see before you

is Brandon!

Who's come a long, long way on his journey of

self-discovery, haven't you?

In fact, Brandon not only played with the babysitter

but he lived to tell the tale, didn't you Brandon?

Didn't you Brandon, didn't you Brandon?

Yes?

Yes?

Yes you did, yes you did, yes you did.

You asshole.

Brandon.

The excellent excuse for birth control

you see before you is the Donald.

Donald, who had it all.

The perfect life, everything a man could want.

Beautiful home.

Two lovely daughters.

Wonderful wife, well, he had a wonderful wife.

[muffled screaming]

Calm down Bucko, she had it coming.

She had it coming.

She was dipping in the chocolate.

You mean to tell me you didn't notice her love tunnel's

recent expansion from two lanes to six?

[muffled screaming]

What's the matter?

Yes, can't believe your wonderful, saintly wife

would violate the sacred vows of holy matrimony, hmm?

Oh, get real, Donald.

In marriage you're either the fucker or the fuckee.

I guess we know which one he was.

Why listen to me, buddy?

I'm just a clown.

Who the hell cares what I think?

Why don't you ask her yourself?

[screaming and crying]

[laughing]

Donald, Donald, Donald, don't you love me?

I still love you.

Yes I do.

Yes I do.

Yes I do.

Yes I do.

Love will save the day.

Love is all we need.

Love, love, love, love!

[muffled screaming and crying]

What's the matter?

You've lost that lovin' feelin'?

Too bad I haven't.

[moaning]

[shouting]

She wasn't that good.

[laughing]

[cheering]

[upbeat music]

- Showtime, shitface.

[exciting music]

- We have the very latest on the story out of Odessa.

Two people dead, three missing,two of them young girls,

and now we have just learned the identity of the two dead.

One, a local police officer,

28 year old Thomas Dwayne Carter.

Now Carter was a decorated law man and a six year

veteran of the force.

The second victim, 35 year old Tiffany Sinclair Johnson.

Johnson is the mother of two missing girls,

14 year old Alyssa and 10 year old Hillary Johnson.

Now police are looking for these two young girls

as well as their father, Donald Arthur Johnson.

Officers believe that his reappearance could lead

to the whereabouts of his missing children.

[shouting]

[heavy music]

[cheering]

- What a marvelous crowd, what a marvelous show.

Shall I use the prod?

Now, Donald, you and I must talk.

Let us talk.

Can we talk?

Can we talk?

Shall we talk?

I am listening, I am listening.

[muffled yells]

Oh yes, of course.

Try now.

- My kids.

My girls okay?

- Your daughters.

Such delicious girls.

- You sick fuck!

If you lay a hand on one of my kids,

I swear to god!

- Relax, they're fine.

For now.

But that's where things can get a bit tricky.

- I'll do anything, anything you want,

just don't hurt my kids.

- That's good.

That's very good, Donald, that's exactly what

I wanted to hear you say.

- I wanna see 'em.

How do I even know if they're okay?

- Yes, good question.

Good question, let me see.

They're not here, they're with the babysitter,

but I happen to have a video postcard

that daddy's precious little angels made just for you.

Now.

Let me see.

Boop!

[screaming]

Sorry, that's not it.

Ooh, no, not that one.

Oh, here we are.

[screaming]

[laughing]

[crying]

- Stop it, no!

- Well you're a lucky man, Donald.

You still have two left to fight for.

Now.

Listen to me, carefully.

If you do what I say, no matter what I say,

I promise you that you will see your daughters again.

- Why should I believe you?

- Because you don't have a choice.

I hold all the cards.

Play the game and I promise you that you'll see

your daughters again.

Don't play the game, and I promise you that I will

cut them into 100 pieces and feed what is left

to Noodledome myself.

Do you understand?

- Okay.

- Look on the bright side, Donald.

I may be a homicidal serial rapist whose day job

happens to be a clown, but I'm not a liar.

My word is my bond.

Clown's honor.

Ew.

So, yes?

Yes?

- Okay.

Are they safe, are they really safe?

- Yes.

Yes, but if I or one of my associates were to open

a certain door, let's just say we wouldn't want that to happen.

- Why?

- Because behind that door is one of my favorite creations.

We call him Dollboy.

So, enough chitchat.

Let's play the game.

Gentlemen, start your engines!

[laughing]

[hard rock music]

[upbeat Latin music]

- Whoa, is the circus in town?

- Sit down, sit down.

- Can I help you find anything?

- Yes, yes you can.

- And what might that be?

- Well, that depends, Rose.

- [Rose] Depends on what?

[video game music]

- [Video Game Announcer] You are lucky!

I am Nami!

[laughing]

- Hi, can I help you?

Do you need some help?

If there's anything I can do for you just let me know.

- You know, my brother is deathly afraid of clowns.

- Is that a fact?

- Uh huh, I mean like every time he sees one

he totally freaks out.

I think there's a word for that, right?

- Yes.

The technical term.

- Yes?

- It's called quit being a bitch isitus.

[laughs]

- That's funny.

I'll be sure and tell him that next time I see him.

What are those?

Tarot cards or something?

- No, it's like bingo but from Mexico.

Now, for instance this is la rosa.

The beauty of the rose.

- I love roses, I even have this rose tattoo.

- I see.

But unfortunately Rose, that's not a good thing.

- Why not?

- Whoa.

That's something you don't see every day.

Hey darling.

- Hi Paul.

- Hope the goddamn circus is in town.

[whistles]

Well you're a big one, ain't ya hoss?

Well fuck you very much.

- That's Paul Skullet, I'm not sure why they call him Paul

but I know they call him Skullet 'cause he's got,

you know, a skullet.

It's like a mullet but bald in the front, party in the back.

- Hey Joe, what are you doing back there?

[shushing]

Did you see all these goddamn clowns out here?

Hey man, they're just fucking clowns.

[hits]

- What was that?

- Nothing that's gonna matter to you

in about five minutes.

[screaming]

[crying]

- What are you gonna do?

Are you gonna rob me?

[screaming]

- I don't want your money.

[screaming]

- [Video Game Voice] You are sweet.

- Thank you baby.

[laughing]

[groaning]

- [Video Game Voice] Love me.

- Oh I'd fuck that.

[gunshots]

- Here fishy fishy fishy fishy.

[gunshot]

- No!

[gunshots]

- Dirty whore.

[screaming and crying]

Rose.

It's time for the money shot.

Mr. Noodledome.

Could you bring Donald, please?

Unlock him.

- No.

- You wanna see your daughters again?

Then kill this woman.

[crying]

Take the gun, put it in her mouth, pull the trigger.

- I'm not gonna shoot her, man.

- Donald!

I'm not gonna say it twice.

Rose here is already dead.

But your daughters don't have to be.

Your choice.

- I don't wanna hurt anybody, please don't make me!

- I'm not making you do anything.

You're choosing this.

You're choosing this because you love your daughters

more than Rose here.

First time is the hardest.

First cut is the deepest.

Let me help you, here.

Ah, open your mouth and say ah.

Oh!

Donald!

Relax your elbow.

Feels good, doesn't it?

What do you say, Donald?

Let's play god.

- Please, please stop!

[gunshot]

I'm so sorry.

- She can't hear you Donald.

She's dead.

Alright.

Time to go.

Take what you want and don't forget the gas.

[country music]

♪ You know there's something I want you to taste

♪ Taste the pistol night

♪ And there's something I want you to kiss

♪ Kiss the pain right now

♪ Right now

[heavy metal music]

[whistles]

[screaming and crying]

- Still no word tonight on the whereabouts of Alyssa,

Hillary, and their father Donald Johnson.

[laughing]

[screaming]

- TC's gun.

Well I guess we know who's been here.

- Donald Johnson?

- Bingo.

[hard rock music]

[laughing]

- God damn clown monkeys!

[gunshot]

- Now we are being told by local police

that the gun of slain officer Thomas Carter

was found at the murder scene.

[gunshots]

[laughing]

[crying]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

- There is now a state-wide manhunt for

Donald Arthur Johnson, this man is known to be armed

and extremely dangerous, if you have any information

on his whereabouts, please call the number there

on your screen.

[laughing]

[sirens wailing]

- It's the fuzz.

- Think about your daughters, Donald.

This goes south, you'll never see them again.

You understand?

Do you understand?

We've come a long way, Donald.

Not too far to go now.

[spits]

- You gotta be bullshitting me.

- Good evening officer.

- Evening.

I'm guessing the circus is in town, am I right?

- Yes sir, present and accounted for.

- Well, what you all doing out here so late?

- Well we figured it was a nicenight for a drive, officer.

- I see.

[honking]

Goddamn fucking punk kids!

Alright, let me take a look at your license

and registration and proof of insurance.

- Sure thing.

[whistling]

- Really?

Alright.

Mr. Klemp, I take it that's you underneath

all that shit on your face?

- Yes sir, indeed it is.

- Well, how many clowns you got with you tonight?

- Um, four.

- Let's do a quick head count, shall we?

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Is that it?

- Yes sir, the rest of 'em had the night off officer.

[laughs]

- I see.

Y'all got something you wanna say to me?

Alright, that's it.

I want all of you to exit this vehicle now.

Now!

- Yes sir.

- Let's go, Mr. Klemp.

You too syphilis, let's go, move ladies!

- Think about your daughters, Donald.

- Goddamn you little bastards!

Alright, y'all have a sit right there on the sidewalk.

[cocking shotgun]

I'm gonna check a few things out, if everything's good,

you'll be outta here.

[gunshot]

[screaming]

- [Kids] Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!

- Oh my god, okay, okay.

Oh, we're going to jail, we're going to jail.

- All under control here.

- What the fuck's going on?

Did you just kill a cop?

- We've called the police, they're on their way.

Don't worry.

Everything's going to be A OK.

[screaming]

- What's going on?

No, no, no!

[gunshots]

[intense music]

- I'm getting out of here.

[gunshot]

[laughing]

- Leave me alone, please, please!

[screaming]

- Tell 'em Papa sent you.

[gunshot]

[screaming]

[blowing whistle]

[chainsaw rumbling]

[gunshot]

[screaming]

Mr. Jumbo, erase the evidence.

- No, get off of me!

No, no, no!

[creepy music]

- What do you say, Donald?

Let's see a movie!

I sure hope it's Love Story.

[chainsaw rumbling]

[screaming]

Look alive, Donald.

It's the greatest show on earth,

and you've got a front row seat.

- What are you gonna do to her?

- I'm gonna do what I do.

I'm gonna rape her, slit her throat, and feed what's left

to Noodledome to play with.

You got a better suggestion?

- Just let her go.

Don't kill her man.

She doesn't deserve to die.

- How do you know?

- I just know.

- You just know?

You just know.

That's cute.

Donald.

From the first sin on earth we all deserved to die.

We are by accident.

Accident.

You just know.

Did you just know that your wife

was fucking that chocolate boy?

- Fuck you!

- Did you just know you were gonna kill people tonight?

- No.

- You know why?

'Cause you don't know shit!

But you know this!

Everyone who died tonight, every single one,

they all died for the same reason.

Because I chose you.

[creepy music]

It gets what it wants.

[screaming]

[crying]

- Don't touch me, please don't touch me!

- Calm down, calm down!

Calm the fuck down, I'm not one of the goddamn clowns!

I'm not one of them!

I'm not a fucking clown!

Listen.

They kidnapped me for christsake!

Calm down, I'm gonna get you help, okay, you're safe.

They took my kids!

They took my kids, they kidnapped my daughters.

I just need to find out where my daughters are!

And then we'll get the fuck out of here!

We'll call the police, okay, we'll call the police

and you're safe, alright?

I gotta look in his phone, I know he's got the address

where he hid my kids.

It's okay!

- [Girl] Call the police.

- I'll call the police.

I'll call the police but first I gotta get my kids.

[crying]

24 [mumbles] County Road.

You piece of fucking shit!

How does it fucking feel to be on the other end of me playing god?

You fucker!

Come on!

The gun, hand me the gun.

Come on.

- Donald.

You weren't just gonna leave me here to die

without saying goodbye, were you?

Donald, Donald, Donald.

You shot me.

You tried to kill me.

I'm so proud of you.

Yes, you're a killer, just like me.

- I am nothing like you.

- The hell you're not.

We're like two peas in a pod.

- You took my fucking kids!

I just want my kids back!

I've done everything!

Everything that you asked me to do!

[laughing]

- I didn't ask you to shoot me.

You thought of that all by yourself.

But I am proud of you.

You've done everything that I ask,

and you've killed a lot of people in the process.

You done good.

- Then it's over?

Is it over?

- Not yet.

[blows whistle]

[chainsaw rumbling]

[screaming]

Don't you love a happy ending?

[knocking]

Rise and shine Donald.

It's your big day.

I've got a big surprise for you.

- Hey Dad.

Papa says that this is our last video.

We'll see you very soon.

We love and miss you daddy.

[screaming]

- Come on, Donald.

It's almost over.

Let's go finish what we started.

Showtime.

- [Audience] We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

- You want them and you got 'em!

Send in the clowns!

[cheers and applause]

[blowing whistle]

[sinister music]

- Ladies and gentlemen, we shall do justice!

[hitting]

The prod?

They say yes!

Yes!

[shouting]

[cheers and applause]

[exciting music]

- The death toll rises to 13 and police are still

unable to locate that suspect, Donald Johnson,

as well as his daughters, 14 year old Alyssa

and 10 year old Hillary Johnson.

- Congratulations, Donald.

It's all over.

You won.

This is the end of the road.

It's time for us to say adios.

This is the last time you'll ever see me.

When you wake up, you'll see your daughters.

- You promise me?

- I promise.

Sweet dreams.

[dramatic music]

- Gentlemen, I can state conclusively that this body's

been gnawed on by a bunch of something,

but it ain't animals!

- What was it, doc?

- My best guess, you boys are dealing with

a pack of cannibals.

- Sirs, we found him.

[eerie music]

[haunting music]

- No!

God!

[screaming]

[garbled voices on police radio]

- Donald Johnson, throw your keys out the window,

step out of the vehicle, and face away.

[crying]

Donald Johnson, throw your keys out the window,

step out of the vehicle, and face away.

[screaming]

Donald Johnson, throw your keys out the window,

step out of the vehicle, and face away.

[drumming]

[screams]

[gunshot]

[circus music]

Papa, Papa, Papa.

Papa Corn!

Papa Corn!

Welcome to the greatest show on earth!

Welcome!

Papa loves you.

Papa will always love you.

[country music]

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord

♪ You're fucking fucked just like a whore

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Well I was praying up to God the other day

♪ When a voice came in my head and it did say

♪ If you ain't into Jesus you're a motherfucking heathen

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Everybody

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Just like a whore

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Just like a whore

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Well I was talking to the lord the other day

♪ He said all you fucking sinners gonna pay

♪ If you're a commie or a fag

♪ You'll burn like dogshit in a bag

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Come on

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Just like a whore

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ One more

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

♪ Just like a whore

♪ If you don't love the lord you're fucking fucked

- Hey, hey!

Wake up!

Morning, sunshine.

Oh, I know what you're thinking.

I said you'd never see me again.

I lied.

Anyway, I figured you should go back from whence you came.

Hey.

Hey, you with me?

Hey Brandon!

Brandon!

You there?

You hear me?

Yes, no?

Oh well.

You'll figure it out soon enough.

Happy trails to you.

Til we meet again, asshole.

[sinister music]

Take care of Brandon for me.

Papa loves you.

Did you secure the bait in the van?

Then let's make like a tree and get the fuck outta here.

[muffled yells]

[haunting music]

- [Audience] We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

We want the clowns!

[cheering]