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The law in the Kingdom decreed that every child

between the age of 5 and 16 who is physically able

must attend Indian Residential School.

Her Majesty's attendants, to be called truant officers,

will take into custody a child whom they belive to be absent from school using as much force

as the circumstance requires.

A person caring for an Indian child who fails to cause such a child to attend school

shall immediately be imprisoned, and such person arrested without warrant and said child conveyed to school

by the truant officer.

Indian Act, by will of her Majesty the Queen in Right of Canada.

Ceres was good to us, huh?

She is always good to us.

Well, hello there.

Saint Joseph.

Bag and tag, (?)Here they are, Cheech.

Don't be smoking all our fucking profit heh.

Quality control. Fuck

Where is Aila?

She is out drawing on the hood of the car. She is all good.

I cannot work when I am high anyways. But I can when I am drunk.

Red Crow Indian Reservation: 1969

Fuck

It's all right. It's just Burner.

You ever seen the mill up close?

They cook Indian kids up there for that zombi priest.

What's a zombi?

Jesus Christ, Tyler, Don't they teach you anything up at that school?

Zombis are dead people that come back to life to eat brains.

Bumb brains, especially.

Normal zombis just eat anyone, but these religious five(?) zombis...

- All right, Burner. He is only joking, Ty. - pfu I wish

See, they throw this kids down this hole, to the cooker.

And every time they clang off that food(?) chimney.

Why do they think that so many kids go missing at saint eve heh?

- You are just trying to scare me. - Settle down, you pussy.

I have something that will protect you. My mom drew it for me.

Her name is Gunner, she likes to fight, dead people, especially.

- What the fuck. - Fucking asshole.

Hello, Tyler, you little shithead.

Yeah, don't fucking help, Burner. Asshole.

- Better get back now, Ty. - Thanks, Aila.

- Fucking asshole. - Maybe you should let Aila drive.

Come here, Aila, all right? Come on, we do this all the time.

Just like mama shown you, all right?

All right, we're going to take this slow and easy. We know the drill (?).

This comuta(?) the fuck did I hit Get up, love. Let's see.

Shut up.

Aila! Aila!

Don't look, (?) don't look Take your fucking hands of me.

Mom?

The day I found my mother dead, I aged by a thousand years.

seven years later

Fish Mittens

Clean it up. Please.

There are rules to surviving thousand years in the Kingdom of the Crow.

Rules number one, never befriend an Indian agent.

Thank you for letting us know that you were here.

If the Indians here think that you are in bed with an Indian agent, that's you.

That's your ass kick, or dead. - Fuck!

All right, ladys. Breake it up!

Thanks

Still don't see why it has to be a girl.

Because if it ain't, people will think that you are a fag.

Popper is here.

Truant tax is due Aila.

A week early?

Jesus Christ. You shit your pants.

Let's go, we don't have whole day.

Rules number two, stay out of debts.

Indians can't understand debt. Don't get money.

Indian agents don't speak Indian, they speak money.

They speak it with their boots, they speak it with their fists.

Speak it with their blood and bats.

Rules number three, takes care of your family.

You know, This isn't about the money. Burner is always late with that.

Joseph is getting out today. And this, is my welcome home gift.

Did I ever tell you where I keep that?

This is the closest we'll ever come

to having our asses kissed by an Indian Agent.

It's funny. Very funny.

Your mother's.

You pick after you mother.

She had a hand for this, huh?

She used to run her mouth up too.

That didn't get her anywere but

used up, dangling from a rafter.

For seven years I dreamed of nothing but getting out of this place

But my world ends at the borders of the reserve.

Where dirt roads open up to dreams of thing you can never be here.

Hey, Aila. Aila. Run!

You see Sholo you tell him something for me?

Aila. (?) Aila. You all right?

Get my bike

Man.

Take I see you alredy know Popper come here for the money.

I'm going to need your re-up one week earley

Well, funny story is I was coming to give it to you last night,

But I got sidestrack.

Sidestrack trip between the legs of one fishman's finest

Must have been a awfully too, because the stripper fucking rob his ass.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Not really funny at all when you think about it

- Can I tell the fucking story, please? - I ain't stoping you.

Shit, man.

Well, what he said, then Milch show up like you said,

All belligerent because I don't have his money.

Where you guys here when they raided the joint?

Must been after we took off

- We have been fucking set up - What?

Set up for what? He just stole is one fucking money.

That make no sense.

This morning, Popper drop off Burner all beat upon.

And what, you think it was a accident that some stripper took an interested in you

At the end of the month?

And what, Popper knew exactly where to find everone?

He run the stripper at the fishman

That money is as good as in the donation box. How much?

All of it.

I need that money. You fucking need that money.

Popper didn't send Milch to collect, he send him to rob your ass

And he is not going to discount what he stole of your truancy tax.

You are going to end up at saint Dymphna with the rest of the lost boys.

Let's go sell some bottles then.

(?)You don't get to be the dumbest Indians since Bugs Bunny put on a headdress.

And and now I got to tell to Ceres that we can't cover for this month.

We need to figure out a way to get this money back or we are fucked.

Holia tchino(?) Not much, same old

Heard you getting out today.

- Yeah. - Free man.

(?) Burner and the girl know you are back?

No, nobody know I'm back yet.

- All right, see it - All right, come on

No no, nobody come back here.

So why do you keep it?

Tried to sell it, but nobody want to buy it.

It's a small town, Joe.

- Does it still run? - Fuck yeah.

That's the real thing, Never stopped.

Jesus. Gramma, you've got to stop doing this.

Even though I'm not your real grandmother

I like it when you call me grandma.

Real enough to me. You should finish before the sun goes down.

The sun is alway down. And I like the dark.

Put this in the tea when you make it.

This batch will be done soon. Should be sooner,

But I don't move like I used to.

There's a couple more jars up there for the party later.

There, that's done.

I need to go sit down.

Now I'm going to tell you a story.

About what happened with the wolf and the mushroom.

Once upon a time, the weather was rough.

The sky was full of smoke and stunk like the smell of sulphur.

And all the animals had starved and fled.

The wolf was all alone.

Sick and alone.

He leaves and goes to the forest.

As he's walking around, he sees a tree.

He begins to hallucinate.

Mi'gmaq children are hanging from the tree.

The wolf, so hungry, blacks-out

and shakes the tree really hard.

Until the children begin to fall.

He sees them as though their heads have become

mushroom caps and their bones as stalks.

He begins to eat, and eat.

Until finally, he's eaten all the children.

When he comes back to reality,

he looks around at the woeld.

He feels so sorry for what he has done.

Not knowing what to do, he continues to eat.

As he sits there, he begins to eat his tail,

he gets to his stomach, and begins to eat his stomach.

He finishes his stomach,

then gets to his heart and eats his heart.

He has inished his heart completely,

and then has finished eating himself.

Where did you hear that story?

Before they took me off to school, my mother told it to me.

Your mother is telling it to you too.

I'm going to steal back that money.

For you, new boys, the rules are simple.

You get caught out of your beds, you catch a beating, you mend in isolation

You get caught talking to eatch other, you get beat.

You get caught coughing, crying, sneezing, pissing,

Breathing too fucking loud,

You get beat and put in isolation.

Now, habitually fuck with these rules

And you wind up on the hill!

Oh and, from here on in, it's the queen fucking english.

Relish it.

I think everybody will be too wasted to recognize you, Juj.

Should be good for the night.

And you are sure this will (?) the lounge back of the school?

But (?)they watch from the inside, boss.

Let me worry about that.

Aila!

Time to get ready.

First of the month and Halloween in the same week.

We are gonna make some money.

Can you see what that sign says? He says Fortress of Solitude.

- What is the con on the run? - We got no con.

Sholo ass is (?)re-up to Popper. Someone from the Fishmen rolled him.

Hey, I asked you not smoke that here, uncle.

All you wanna do is cut this fucking asshole slack.

When I told you you should have (?)eliminado a long time ago.

Who's to say he

Didn't steal the fucking money or smoke all the fucking the dope?

He wouldn't do something like that. Now how much of this you wanna do?

Oh fuck. We gotta do all of it now.

- What's the action? - Car just pulled up, boss.

Your dad's home.

You have grown, Aila.

It's good to see you big brother.

Glad to see your car is here.

I will drive that fucker into the river first chance I get.

All right, but don't you worry about that right now.

Now we will celebrate your return to the Crow Kingdom.

With song, dance, booze, dope. The gods shine down on us tonight.

Maybe a sacrificial virgin or two.

See you later boys.

That car is scary.

It's because it eats little kid.

If you are good at one thing, apply it to everything.

You can turn anything into an art form.

I have been doing this for years.

You have whiskey, wine, cognac tip cigar (?)blends.

For of us princes and princesses that wouldn't lower themself to smoke.

On the (?)thought of doing some thing that no one else can afford.

Well, what do you want, fool?

Zombi.

You have honey dip (?)blends for the drum and feather Indians

That like to keep it all natural.

To smoke down close to the root spiriter Whatever.

And then you have Broken (?)resurex

Want nothing more to get fucked-up for bottom dollar.

This, is what (?)bond my people together, the art of forgetfulness.

Batter up.

- What? - I said this is Tiffany.

No, it's Tammy.

Get the fuck off. Fuck.

- Still like woman, right? - Fuck off, Burner.

I don't know. Just got out of prison.

Where did she learn how to do all that?

You were supposed to take care of her, Burner, not her take care of you.

You even know your daughter, man?

Eh, Joe?

She is a coupling of Anna, Ceres and your fucking hard head.

She gonna eat people after the apocalypse.

What make you think any of this was my idee?

What I think is little girls

Should be slinging dops to a bush of fucking red tarsh Indians.

Little girl? You been gone a long time, Joe.

That ain't no little girl no more.

- Fucking asshole. - Hey man, I didn't mean...

Fuck.

What's the count?

Fucking bingo money.

Aila, why won't you call it a night go hang with your dad?

- I'll (?)wrap it up for the night. - You can't roll for shit.

I don't thing these guys are gonna notice.

Move it, shitbird.

Now I'm home!

Mom?

Aila.

Vengeance.

Come one(?), get up. Fuck off.

Get up, man. Get the fuck off my porch.

Hey, get up.

Come one, man, let's go. Get the fuck off.

Morning, dad.

They have to stay here, man Sleep it off.

Ho yeah. All of them?

This fucking tast like weed.

- How long you guys been doing this? - About seven years.

Hey, Aila.

Ho yeah? This fucking hillbilery stop today.

You know big brother, I appreciate You coming on the white horse,

But the fucking thing is this shit here, it's intricate.

You can't just go around pulling on thread with your good intentions

especting shit to work itself out.

We need that money To re-up from the old witch.

Don't call her that.

The old lady, Ceres, whatever.

All right. So who does the pick up?

Aila does them.

One the off chance a (?)tony cop roll through She is underage

And they can't do anything to her For taking(?) that much dope.

And they find me here At the garage.

jesus left in fucking crist.

Looks at your face. Looks at her face.

A dick drug fox pop stumbling around.

- My name is Tammy. - Shut the fuck up.

You guys are asshole.

Fucking bunch of stupid hangover indians laying all over the place.

- I'm taking over on the runs. - Fuck, Joseph. Did you not just hear me?

You've got paper on you too. Your name still ring out.

You don't thing that Tony know that you are here?

Damn, didn't they teach you anything in prison?

This ain't the life I wanted for you, Aila.

Better(?) get himself in order before bringing this shit down, Aila...

- Popper is already looking at him. - Take it easy.

I can do a dry run with him today, Just let him know what it is we do.

Yeah. I know my brother.

My father is not what anyone would call a good man.

More like a man who did good thing for wrong reasons

And wrong thing for good reasons.

Joseph like to fight.

The history goes that my father pity the white boy and intervened.

But the truth, really He just wanted to (?)recon this brawling.

My father offered his hand to Popper.

But there was already hate in the boy heart.

He gave my father up to the priest

As with of the rest of the boys that beat him.

Would you please teach it to Joseph here?

And in showing such diligence begin his asshole training in earnest.

Vespers is the evening prayer.

And it when on like this.

This place changed.

Same shit, different pile.

Do you want to come with me, dad? Come to see what I do?

I'm gonna go see the old man. See if I can get down on the water.

You are not allowed on the water this time of year.

- It's why there are no boats. - There are no fish in the water anyway.

What, you are not allowed to fish with no fish in the water?

It's not allowed.

Heay well, I'm going to see the old man anyways.

I'm gonna get my boat back, one way or another.

- Dad. Dad! - What, Aila?

It's the other way.

Think the joint might have broke that man.

You know, after they found Tyler dead and my mother killed herself,

He called the police to come and get him.

Said: "I just killed a boy".

- Yeah, that was a accident, that was... - The jail didn't break him.

We did.

Fuck you were doing, shaving your legs?

Fucking hell, Aila.

Sure, come on in.

So we are gonna break into saint D's and rob Popper.

What? Say what now?

We are gonna break into saint D's and rob Popper.

Oh man.

You wanna go into that fucking place? Fuck that.

I don't get a shit if I don't do my re-up.

Aila, if I get caught going in there,

Those fucking (?)religiosos there are gonna fucking take turn Superman in me.

I don't even know what that means.

It's when you come up someone's back and stick a piece off...

Fuck up, man.

And what make you think that Popper ain't gonna do this anyway?

Fuck it, man. I'm too hangover to be doing all this thinking.

Me and Jujijj droped late last night.

We were going over how he gets out of there

Without anybody seen him or knowing he's gone.

I drew this.

They know he's gone. Ain't gonna trust a kid.

- A little kid? - Yeah, a little kid.

What is this shit, Aila?

We draw a map.

Jujijj said that Popper and his (?)sturdy go through the same routine every night.

They do the rounds, they do a head count, they get their grope on.

Then Popper hit the bathroom to wash off his shame.

The bathroom is right next to his office.

If he catches us, we are fucking doomed.

So when he is out of his office, we are gonna need to keep him out.

- This is totaly fucking retarded. - I'm in.

It's the last day of the month.

We gotta take from his collection too.

I think we gonna need more help.

All you want to do is take this guy's money?

Our money.

So much shit I want to do to that fucking OP.

So why stop at robing him?

All I saying is if we are going to the trouble, then at least fuck this man up.

Yeah.

He miss me.

We all miss you.

You don't come see me no more.

I don't need to come here to see you.

You are everwh...

Who are you talking to?

Nobody.

What do you think he is doing down there?

Looking for mom's grave.

he's gonna be wandering for a while.

- Wanna me go get him? - No.

I'll get him.

Dad?

I ain't never see a grave before.

I just wanted to come down here to look at it.

It's just a bunch of cross with no names.

They don't mark the grave of suicides.

I dreamt her walking down the beach,

she was a rotting dead person.

Just walking.

Because they buried her without a name, she walks around.

It's why she still walk around.

Why would they bury her?

Where she can still fucking walk around?

Why would they bury her?

Dad?

Dad.

Dad. Stop.

It's almost done now, Tyler.

Out of milk.

Made you sandwich.

- Where is dad? - He went out.

Said he gonna steal himself a boat.

What? And you didn't stop him?

Why would I?

He's been a pain in the fucking ass since he got out.

Figured he got himself busted, throw back in the clink,

killing all kind of birds.

And no Popper up on our ass. No more jiminy the cricket fucking speeches.

Popper's goons already got Jujijj last night.

Enter.

Hey.

You need to come get your dad.

Because no one knew his age, the kingdom only refer to him as the old man.

He had lied to fight in world war two.

Left a teenager and come back a thousand years old.

Not even the dogs recognized him.

I ever tell you your grandfather saved my life during the war?

Yeah. In a place called Tarawa.

First time we went up again them Japanese boys.

What happen?

Your grandfather used to be fishman before he left to put up steel.

He used to know the tides.

He told them those Higgins boats wouldn't clear the reefs that time of year.

there's going to be a dog tide.

Even trough we drop bomb for all of two days on that island,

Those japaneses boys still came on to us. Light us up

Burn down every boat we had on that water.

So how did granpa save you?

Soon as the Higgins hit the sand, Your grandpa just started pulling man out.

Some of us just kept moving, dead piling up out on our feet.

Why did you tell me that story about my grandfather?

Sometimes courage, Aila, it's mean grinding your teeth and moving forward,

not paying attention to the consequences.

Hey.

Come here, I'm gonna help you.

Your mother loved it out here. It was her favorite place to be.

So peaceful.

No fish in the water.

It's been a long time, Joseph.

You know, ever since you arrived in my fair hamlet, we had ruckus partys,

drunk indians, a car blow up, a grave desecrated.

Now we find you out here on the water were you are not supposed to be.

Aila, go on up to the house, I will be right there.

I'm not going anywhere.

The law of the land decrees that I take you back into custody.

That your ass back in jail.

You must enjoy the company of men.

You hear the man?

See, he says you like to get fucked in your ass.

Rule number four, don't act like a badass if you can't fight.

Someone (?)curse you and you don't showdown, people will look at you as pussy.

This apply to every animal in the Kingdom of the Crow.

Ain't nobody above an ass kicking.

come on.

Watch this, sweetheart.

All right, enough.

Almost feel bad about this.

Fucking indians, bring out the worst in me.

You see?

Aila.

Not only did Burner tell us you where down here,

not only did he tell us about your little helper and where he was at last night,

but he let us in on your little plan to break into the school.

Congratulations, you are in.

You are getting fitted for Dymphna's grace.

And put down into the darkest deepest hole we got.

Do you know what we do

with all the priest little miss (?)forgotten children here?

They are tossed in the fire and burn.

We thought Aila was doomed. Another transgression set for the flames.

Then you step up and took responsibility.

Here we are, all of us, damned.

I want you to read something with me, Joseph.

For old times sake.

This passage kept me warm for the past seven years.

"Vengeance and retribution are mine.

In due time my enemy foot will slip, for the day of their calamity is near,

And the impending sorrows and ruined nation are falling fast upon them".

Sorry it took so long, boss.

I wonder how many ghost wander around down in this hole.

And the devil doesn't let them go.

Or how many got out that where ruined all the same.

It's better be enough because it's all the one we could find.

- It will be enough. - If it work at all.

That's the thought that count, I think.

Just put it in the van.

Did you bring all your gear?

Last but not least.

It's funny how many people willing to donate to the cause.

It's like passing a beer (?)head around.

- You guys want to smoke a joint first? - yes.

Let's suit up.

- What are you supposed to be? - An old lady.

- That's kind of lame. - Your fucking face is lame.

Nice to have you back, Aila.

Where is your costume?

I'm a rabbit.

Hey, Are we doing this or what?

(?)We are going to amuse.

We need to find the utility room.

Come on.

Fuck, it's locked.

(?)Leave me to take the gloves out of my ass.

I've got the shit.

This is so fucking crazy.

Can you guys shut the fuck up?

I talk when I'm nervous.

We need to get upstairs. How long is this gonna take?

Fifteen minutes. To pour in the rest of this shit and pressurize it.

In order for that shit to go into the first faucet that he opens.

Milch is just beating on my dad. I don't know where the other one are.

Should make this easy, then.

All right. Let's do this.

Trick or treat, cocksucker.

What the fuck?

I'm gonna nail you, cunt little brad, to your beds.

Not to night, you ain't.

Enough. Give me the keys.

Come on.

Get him to Maytag's house. We are gonna take care of it from here and on.

What is going on?

They cut the braids on your bottom half too?

Lights out, motherfucker.

Lock it behind us.

Come on.

- It's fucking locked. - Well, crack it.

I can't open this. If we were to my place then maybe I could open it.

Hide. Hide. Hide.

Fuck this. He's gone.

He fucking locked it. He locked the safe.

Who give a shit? We gotta get the fuck out of here.

No way. You gonna grab your balls and we are gonna finish this. Come on.

- Which on is it? - The old one.

Come on, hurry the fuck up.

Fucking horror show. He's gonna know it was us.

He's gonna know it was us anyways.

I'll kill you!

Where is my dad?

He didn't want to come here. Said to bring him home.

Left him at Burner's.

Left him at Burner's?

He said he wanted to keep a eye on Jujijj.

And I ain't arguing with your dad, Aila.

Beat up or not.

Anybody fucking count this yet?

- I don't think I can count that high. - Almost twenty grand.

The fuck are we gonna do with twenty grand?

We all need to run away.

I need to pay back the old lady. Let's split it up.

They are gonna know it was us. And they are gonna come for us.

You need to run. Run.

Grandma?

He is not gonna make it to fun not with that (?) on.

Suppose he isn't.

Come here.

I want you to help me do the rest of it.

Star part is finish. I want you to do the hard part.

I though you said the Mi'gmaq didn't wear the headdress?

They don't.

Then why are you make me put one on yet?

- I don't think this kinds (?)worked on. - Yeah, I didn't.

Keep a eye on what you are doing. Then use the brush for the detail works.

Ok then, how did he get one?

Because, I don't know, there are some people who think it look powerful.

- Why do they think that? - Because they're dumbass.

Dumbass.

No, that's not how I teach you to do lines. You are better than that.

Why are we doing all the detail work in the dark anyway?

Well, drawing of an Indian on some piece of wood isn't that big of a deal.

Two Indians drawing an Indian yes,

For some people that's scary and we can get in trouble for it.

Then why do we keep doing it?

Christ, Aila, I never meet a person who ask so many question about everything.

If you must know, it's because it's important to your dad.

- Why is it important to him? - I don't know.

Ask him.

What are you doing, Aila?

Final rule.

Don't show weakness or let your emotional barrier down.

What are you talking about?

It's all my fault.

All of it.

- Ceres, you... - Jesus, Aila.

All you just needed to do is ask

I would have done anything you needed me to.

I didn't needed you, dad.

Just not the way either of us wanted.

I don't know if you know this but, you're just a little girl.

I was never a little girl, dad.

It doesn't matter. We are the one that is supposed to take care of you.

Your mother was broken way before what happened and it had nothing to do with you.

- That was on... - Dad!

It felt good, what we did to Ceres.

Sholo, he sold you out by the third tooth.

You want to run? Go ahead. Leave me here with him. Run.

Come closer.

Closer!

It's ok.

Now, normally I wouldn't do this,

but you left such a impression

that I gonna make a exception, just for you.

Now, you put that gun down or I'm gonna...

May not see him for a while.

Took the fall for the drug op and the dead OP.

Come on, Joe, Let's call it a day. Come on.

Thank you.

We caught Milch out at Ceres's place, trying to clean out the greenhouse.

- You know anything about that? - No.

I'm not gonna let you continue to run that drug op.

Good.

Ho, yeh. Someone here that want to see you.

You coming?

What do we do now, boss?