Original subtitles

("Cripple Creek" by Buffy Sainte-Marie playing)

(bird squawking)

♪ Hey, I got a gal at the head ♪

♪ Of the creek, and I'm goin' up to see her... ♪

- (gunshot) - Fuck. Fuck.

♪ Kiss her on the mouth, just as sweet as any wine ♪

♪ Wrap herself around me like a sweet potato vine ♪

♪ Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' on a run ♪

♪ Goin' up Cripple Creek to have a little fun ♪

♪ Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' in a whirl ♪

♪ Goin' up Cripple Creek to see my girl... ♪

Get 'em!

- (man whooping) - MAN 2: You better hide!

Holy fuck, they're gonna kill us.

Fucking rednecks.

- (both panting) - (man whooping)

Shit.

MAN: Floor it!

♪ Now, the girls up at Cripple Creek about half-grown ♪

♪ Jump on a boy like a dog ♪

♪ On a bone, roll my britches ♪

- ♪ Up to my knees ♪ - MAN: Yeah!

♪ Gonna wade ol' Cripple Creek ♪

♪ Whenever I please, goin' up Cripple Creek ♪

- ♪ Goin' on a run, goin' up Cripple Creek... ♪ - MAN: Go around!

- ♪ Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' in a whirl ♪ - Oh, fuck.

♪ Goin' up Cripple Creek to see my girl... ♪

(whooping)

Hold up, hold up, hold up! Stop the truck!

(truck stops, engine sputters)

♪ One little, two little ♪

♪ Three little Indians. ♪

Come on, you little shitasses!

Think you can take people's property?!

Thieving fucking Indians!

- We don't want to have to shoot you. - But we will!

Come on, let's get the fuck out of here.

(laughs)

♪ Hey, I got a gal at the head of the creek ♪

♪ And I'm goin' up to see her about two times a week ♪

♪ Kiss her on the mouth, just as sweet as any wine... ♪

What you want to do is land on your back

as flat as possible, 'cause if you miss it

you're just gonna be a total bitch.

Yo, slow down!

Those are Jackie's bros.

WHITE STEVE: Dude, you look fucking sick right now.

This is so cool.

Sup, fuck?

What's up?

You guys got any of Jackie's shit?

Jackie's shit?

No, she bounced on us.

- So we forgot about her. - Yeah.

- Why? - I got a stvheckti wizard to put a curse on her.

Now all kinds of shit's been going down.

I knew it.

I told y'all bad shit was happening to us.

The other day my car just caught on fire.

Whoa... oh, shit...

Oh, shit, it's gonna blow! Oh, my God!

Just like randomly.

And Bone Thug Dog got shot

with a little people arrow.

(whimpers)

What the fuck?

WHITE STEVE: It's like a regular arrow but much smaller.

Hell no.

Like...

Wait, Weeze, what happened to you, man?

Dude! My meemaw died.

♪ ♪

Ah, she was a beautiful woman.

And God will look upon her

as the snowflakes fall upon her speckled cheeks.

And they will sing hymns onto her.

- (clucks tongue) - Aah! Oh, shit!

(grunts)

BOTH: Damn!

WILLIE JACK: Fuck! You okay, bro?

WEEZE: Oh, I'm good.

All right.

We're in. What you need from us?

Jackie's shit?

Yeah, like a sock or a fucking earring.

- I got her old bandana. - I think I have something.

Heylah. Just give it to her, White Steve.

Fuck.

Eyeliner.

Just fucking missing her?

(chatter continues indistinctly)

Niblings!

Hey, nice ride there, Brownie.

Bucky.

Been a long time.

Yeah. Long time.

I think the last time you saw me,

I took most of your teeth out.

(crowd shouting, clamoring)

Oh, to rewrite history!

(laughs)

Last time I saw you,

I think I knocked you out.

(shouting, clamoring)

Oh, how easily

we forget, ennit?

(chuckles)

Can you guys settle down?

Fuck! We got curses to break.

Tomorrow morning,

we head to the river.

That right, Bucky?

(sighs) Yeah, yeah, he's right.

BROWNIE: Damn right I'm right!

MOSE: Hey, what's up, Care Bear?

With the mean stare.

What's up, fellas?

Why you walking around like you was at IHS all day?

- What? - Yeah, like you about to cry.

(scoffs) Man, I ain't about to cry, bro.

Uh, where... where's the gang at?

I ain't got a gang, bro.

What? The Reservation Dogs.

- Yeah. - Where's Elora?

Yeah, well, she ran off with Jackie, man.

Fucking left me in the trenches, shit.

Oof. Hard to lose the leader.

She ain't the leader.

MOSE: Sound like stuff is falling apart for you.

Hey, what about second in command, Willie Jack?

Man, she's off doing kid shit, bro.

They all are.

- Hmm. - Hey, hey.

What's up?

Do y'all know anyone who's hiring?

Like a job?

Hey, we're hiring.

We need social media, promo,

graphics, all that.

How much y'all pay?

It's for the exposure.

Yeah, and once we hit, we're gonna be rich.

- And we're gonna make it rain, shawty, rain, shawty. - Rain! Hey, for real!

Tell your moms I said what's up, though.

- Your loss. - Hey, write that down.

BOTH: ♪ We gonna make it rain, shawty, rain, shawty ♪

- ♪ Better make it rain ♪ - ♪ Make it rain, shawty. ♪

- I like that. It's gonna be a hit. - Yeah.

(chickens clucking)

Chickens.

Where there's chickens, there's eggs.

I'm so fucking hungry.

Wait. We'll wait till after dark.

Then we'll steal some.

- Okay? - Okay.

(sighing)

(groaning)

(bird screeches)

Eagle.

It's a good sign.

(sighs)

I think that's a buzzard.

Great.

Daniel.

What's wrong?

(engine rumbling)

Hey.

Hey, hi, no.

It's okay, it's okay.

Uh, was just checking on you.

I just saw you up here. I was gonna see

if you want to come to the house and eat.

I mean, you can

stay out here. It's nice out, but...

I got food and an empty house.

Yeah? Come on.

Hey, hi.

I'm Anna.

I'm Mariah.

Hi, Mariah.

I'm Carrie.

Carrie? (laughs)

It's like Mariah Carey. (laughs)

Well, that's probably before y'all's time, but...

Big empty house.

My-my husband left me, so... (laughs)

don't get married.

Uh, listen, um...

dinner's gonna be a minute, so you guys can take a shower

or throw your clothes in the wash or...

I don't know, whatever you want to do.

And, uh, you know, just make yourself at home.

(water running)

(water shuts off)

Hmm.

(chuckles)

Everyone looks happy.

Hmm, yeah, we were... or are.

Uh, I don't know, some of us. (chuckles)

(clicks tongue) Very weird getting a divorce at my age.

I mean, to be starting over.

My kids are off at college.

Uh... are you girls running away?

Yeah.

Oh, I knew it.

(chuckles)

Damn it, I'm so jealous.

I always wanted to run away.

Hmm, never too late. (laughs)

Maybe I'll go with you.

I'll pay for gas.

But, I mean, really...

I would go. (laughs)

I'm still not used to cooking for one person.

All right.

(chuckles) Maybe someday.

It's okay. We appreciate it.

That is my famous

spaghetti taco casserole.

Flavors of old Italy

with a little bit of that "south of the border" kick.

You mind if I pray?

That's fine.

Oh, your most heavenly gracious father,

thank you for blessing us with another day.

Thank you for the food on the table that you have provided

and the air in our lungs. I'd like to ask

for your guidance and protective hands to be placed

over Mariah and Carrie

as they proceed on their journey.

Boy, they're gonna need a little help.

Don't we all, as ladies?

Mm-hmm.

I'd like you to keep 'em away from men

who might want to take advantage of them,

which (chuckles) basically is,

you know, men in general.

Because, as you know, sometimes men

don't treat women as equals.

Or fairly.

Please help me to finish my Gloria Steinem book.

It's a long slog. If I read

even just a page a night before I fall asleep,

that's all I ask, all right.

We are all precious in your eyes, except for my husband.

He's a shitass.

I pray that you give him a little comeuppance perhaps.

Nothing crazy. Don't want you to hurt him, but...

you know, if you could just bring

a little woe into his life

and into Joanne's, I think that...

we would all be better for it.

(exhales)

In your most holy, precious,

blessed... perfect

long-suffering and glorious name.

Thank you for Gloria Steinem. Amen.

- All right. - Amen.

- Ooh, that was a good one, gosh. - Amen.

Did you feel that? I felt the energy or, uh, the...

It was like the air was, was vibrating almost.

I don't even know what that was. That was...

that was kind of spooky. Ooh!

I had a dream like that once.

I woke up and...

then I went to the bathroom and I threw up.

Help yourself.

- Okay. - Yeah, dig in, please.

Could you pass the rolls and the ranch dressing?

Those are good together. Have you tried it?

'Cause that's kind of all I'm gonna have.

Yeah, it's a bad habit I've gotten into.

Yeah, since Ed left,

it's like, who cares anymore?

It's just all carbs all the time.

There's so much sour cream in there, you would not believe.

Now really eat up.

Ah, it's so good.

Oh, I'm almost out.

You don't want to see what happens

when I run out of ranch dressing.

(door creaking)

(door creaking)

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(door creaking)

(Elora sobbing)

(exhales)

(insects trilling)

(puts key in ignition)

ELORA: Daniel?

(exhales)

What's wrong?

Why didn't you take me to California?

(breathing heavily)

(screaming, crying)

BEAR: Elora?

Why didn't you take me with you?

(gasps)

Shh.

(engine starts)

(Anna sighs)

Those little sluts.

Do you feel bad?

About stealing her truck?

For everything.

Everyone was just trying to help us.

I don't feel bad about shit.

Fuck this truck.

That lady seemed happy.

Big-ass house, middle of nowhere,

no one else around, talks to God and shit.

Take that any day.

Yeah, we have to sing a song.

But first we, we must pray

and be humble to Creator.

Mm.

Creator.

I pray you take pity upon these kids.

They did something they ain't proud of.

Help them right now.

Let this water here

wash away all that bad medicine.

Heal our pain, Creator!

Mm.

I'd also like to pray

for all those relatives out there.

Those ones going through relationship troubles,

wherever they are.

They should know and understand

that they were broken up when their friend

slept with their girlfriend at that time.

And they shouldn't hold any grudges,

in that good way, Creator, like that.

Creator, my heart feels good

to teach these young ones

how to move on

and to put this curse behind them.

And maybe there is something

in here for us older ones,

like...

you should not sleep with your buddy's old lady

while they're broke up 'cause there's a good

chance they will get back together again like we did.

Mvto, mvto, mvto! Understood,

Creator, understood.

Thank you, Creator, for helping me

to be more aware

of other people's emotions and...

- I'm a flawed man! - Mm.

I'm prone to impulse

and lustfulness, and for that I am sorry.

Creator, I can't help it.

I like the feel of a woman...

Creator!

Thank you, Creator, for...

giving me the ability to forgive

past transgressions

and to look past other people's shortcomings.

Well, Creator, they ain't that short, my coming.

- Aho! - Aho!

- Aho. - Amen!

A... amen!

Amen!

Wow, strong prayer.

Real strong.

Come on, you kids.

Fuck was that?

These elders have lived very complicated lives.

Now we sing a song.

(whispers): What song should we sing?

Uh...

- an old song. - Yeah.

An old one.

And then the water will just take it away.

Yeah.

♪ She's a good girl ♪

♪ Loves her mama ♪

BOTH: ♪ Loves Jesus ♪

♪ And America, too ♪

♪ She's a good girl ♪

♪ Running to... ♪

SPIRIT: Fuck, I know this song better than these guys.

It goes, uh...

♪ It's a ♪

♪ Long day ♪

♪ Livin' in Reseda ♪

♪ There's a freeway ♪

♪ Runnin' through the yard ♪

♪ I'm a bad boy ♪

♪ 'Cause I don't even miss her ♪

♪ I'm a bad boy ♪

♪ For breaking her heart ♪

- ♪ And I'm free ♪ - (Spirit chanting)

♪ Free fallin' ♪

(chanting)

♪ Yes, I'm free ♪

♪ Free fallin' ♪

♪ Free fallin' ♪ (chanting)

♪ Free fallin' ♪

♪ Yes, I'm free fallin', yes, I'm free fallin'... ♪

It-It's not even that old of a song.

It's like 30 years.

That's old.

Is the curse gone?

SPIRIT: Aho, old warrior!

- (shouts) - CHEESE: What's he waving at?

SPIRIT: You tell them, you tell the little bastards

there that this most sacredest of ceremonies is complete.

That in that red road good way,

cedar path corn pollen way,

that sun dance, stomp dance, smoke dance, longhouse,

Episcopal way that they,

the little fuckers of the seventh generation,

have vanquished this most powerful of curses.

- WILLIE JACK: Can we go now? - But the effects of it

will linger on in their hearts

until they deal with the guilt inside.

You tell them that!

Tell them to be good relatives,

take care of each other in that way.

Uh, yeah.

It's gone.

But you kids got to stop being shitasses.

Yeah.

Ah, close enough.

(Spirit and Brownie whooping)

How can one man eat so much catfish?

- It's amazing. - Catfish is life, I guess.

Yeah, it is.

Mm-hmm. Mm!

You two should give me a job, I mean,

because of how much catfish I buy. We could have, like,

Rob, Cleo and Bear's. That flows right, right?

Yeah, yeah, no.

I don't think so, 'cause with all the candy

that Cheese has stolen, not to mention

all the steaks that you and the rest of the gang have stolen?

Yeah, I saw that. I think we broke even.

Matter of fact, you should volunteer here once a week.

- (door opens, bell jingles) - ROB: That's not a bad idea.

Oh, Mississippi Miles.

- (laughs) - Don't get up.

I'm gonna grab a cup before I offload these.

Freshly brewed.

Like I like it!

What's the matter, Bear?

What are you afraid of?

(sighs)

Looking for work, huh?

Yeah, looking for something.

Yeah, I been there.

Find anything yet?

(laughs)

(laughter)

I know it was you and your friends that stole the truck.

I didn't, uh...

I don't know what you're talking about.

Insurance covered the truck, and I got

to keep my job and my foot.

We don't need no more young folk in jail.

It's easy to tear things down

but a lot harder to build 'em up.

Consider this your one big break.

'Cause at the snap of a finger,

your life could have taken a big turn.

Build things, boy.

Don't tear 'em down.

Thank you for not turning us in.

Wasn't just me.

Thank Rob and Cleo, too.

They got y'all dumb asses on video doing the whole thing.

Rob posted it on Facebooks.

We must've played it back about,

- what, ten, 20 times? - Yeah.

Can't even drive the truck. We found chips

for two blocks.

Barbecue, sour cream,

flaming... my favorite ones.

It's not the flavor, we're just trying to teach him a lesson.

Just don't steal in general.

Dummy.

(sighs)

I'm gonna finish my coffee.

And you need to help me unload the truck as a thank you.

Yes, sir.

♪ Dirty South, Oklahoma ♪

♪ With that West Coast ♪

♪ Ha, ha, let's go ♪

♪ We go from city to city ♪

♪ And state to state ♪

♪ Move block to block ♪

♪ We don't plead a case for the cops ♪

♪ We go from city to city... ♪

Look what the fucking cat drug in.

Looks like y'all been scrapping around.

What's good, Johnny Boy?

Same shit.

Think I was sitting here when you left.

You were.

This is my friend Elora Danan.

Sup?

I love Willow.

Little-ass brownies, little people.

- Fucking Madmartigan. Shit. - Sup?

- She still in there? - Yep.

Same spot.

You can come in.

Where the fuck did the truck come from?

The truck store.

Yeah, right.

This looks like a white man's truck.

(applause and indistinct chatter on TV)

(door closes)

Mom.

(indistinct chatter on TV)

Mom, it's Jackie.

I was watching TV.

Wait.

- Did Bev kick you out? - No.

Just passing through.

Oh, good.

Where's my cigarettes?

Can I borrow some gas money?

I can give you 20.

Give me my purse.

That's all I got.

Thanks.

I'm gonna get going.

Okay.

Give that place a chance.

You need it.

(door closes)

You see it, huh? Just "Johnny Boy" right on the back.

- (blows) Flush. - Hey, Johnny Boy.

Huh?

Need your help.

My help? With what?

You got a chain to pull a car?

("The Swimming Song" by Loudon Wainwright III playing)

WILLIE JACK: After that, bro, we just left it up to Creator.

(shouts)

Y'all hiring?

Oh, I'm gonna hire your thieving ass.

WILLIE JACK: And we just hope that the curse is lifted

and that things get better.

♪ This summer I went swimming ♪

♪ This summer I might have drowned... ♪

But to be honest,

it just doesn't feel like it's over.

♪ This summer I swam in the ocean... ♪

Wish you were here.

You'd get it all straightened out.

Love you, bitch.

♪ I'm a self-destructive fool ♪

♪ This summer I did the backstroke ♪

♪ And you know that that's not all ♪

♪ I did the breaststroke and the butterfly ♪

♪ And the old Australian crawl ♪

♪ The old Australian crawl ♪

♪ This summer I swam in a public place ♪

♪ And a reservoir to boot ♪

♪ At the latter I was informal ♪

♪ At the former I wore my suit ♪

♪ I wore my swimming suit, yeah. ♪