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Hey, I'm here.

Right.

OK, cowboy, get those at last front, brass and black.

We're almost there.

Come on, guy.

We got almost there.

Almost there.

Almost there.

Come on.

Hey, Boyd.

How long were you out in the corner?

Not on that again, I hope.

I don't want you to cry anymore, Aiden.

Don't worry, Eden.

Nothing ever really dies in the corn.

Bring down your pants.

Right.

There was a situation as around the children's

home of local sheriff

and his former buddies

of you, some kind of animal sedative gap

to try and solve it by all the sports.

It sounds like a total disaster.

You feeling to literally pump and hang with him

to try to take this kid down.

There goes my real action.

The only silver line is that God damn space cadet in there.

That little run was wanted round the corner

for four days for anybody.

Realised she wasn't one of the casualties

from the God damn gas pastor

trying to find

out if that boy said anything

that would explain why he snapped

and killed all those

people.

So.

I guess it it follows that.

You need a place to live after all this.

Who knows?

You're a good girl and.

Maybe we could manage it for you to come and live with me.

I have a stable with a couple of old nags in it.

To pick one out and write it.

How's that sound?

Dang it.

This one piece is driving me nuts.

Ohh.

There she is, the Red queen.

You like the red queen?

The Red Queen makes the world the way she wants it to be.

He's not.

I'm really sorry about what happened to all your little friends in the home.

I really AM.

It was an unfortunate accident.

I I have to ask you.

Boy, did he say anything.

No, not really.

Oh,

except just to say he was sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry for killing every adult in the facility.

No, I think he was sorry for not killing all of you.

Hey.

What's wrong with you?

Cool.

Look at this stuff how many times?

They try and warn them.

Stuff that they put into this ground without even fairly.

Reading a label.

Ever notice how the words maze and maze,

like a corn maze and a puzzle, are the same?

The maze of maze.

Weird, huh?

Sure.

Amazing.

Party hard fight me.

Hey.

Toxins grow on the socks and leaves of running crops.

It's a fungus.

It can make you sick or even die.

Yeah.

And observations.

Whatever you say, bro, it's true.

You know, some people say it was responsible

for the Salem witch trials.

Fun talking to you too, sis.

Ah.

Smell those toxins.

Velvety and delicious.

So good.

Stop second helping you cut it out.

So playing with that stuff?

OK, listen to me, I.

That's not why I brought you out here, OK?

This is.

I literally.

Haven't been able to sleep for a month because I.

Kerry.

I leave next week.

Look.

It's an undergraduate degree in microbiology, all right.

It's not an eternity.

It has.

It is.

Why would you ever come back?

I know you hate it here.

Because.

Because of you.

Because of that.

And look see you know your.

Leave here one day too.

With my credit grades.

I'll be stuck here forever.

In this.

Creepy dying place.

No, rylstone's not dying.

It's been a hard couple of years,

you know, a lot of mistakes have been made, little

shitty, shitty decisions,

but with with with little time care.

And all this.

It can be fixed.

Yeah.

Sounds awesome though.

Yeah.

You didn't scare the shit out of us.

Seriously,

what's with the wig today?

I am

the red queen.

Speaking of which, let's go.

Come on.

I know what you mean.

Thomas price.

For the crime of cruel and.

Unusual treatment of your very own hunting dog.

Hey, I know this is for playing all, but that wasn't my fault.

I didn't give give her that poison.

He ain't it out of some rat trap.

And you just watched him suffer.

He was just an old hound dog, Billy Barnes.

Hey Wally.

Screw you, Barnes.

Play walk the plank.

Walk the plank.

While I'm playing.

He doesn't really.

Quit stalling.

The end.

Go

away.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

What in fiction are you doing on my grandma's car?

Cam.

Get off, get the hell off.

Are you effing crazy?

Don't ask idiots.

Track the window.

Damn.

You've even busted the gas tank

colour.

This is your car.

66 olds.

So why is it parked out here in the middle of nowhere?

How about mind your business, derb?

Want to park my grandma's car and my dad's field?

Hell are you doing out here anyway?

Executing Wally Pratt, he left.

I loved gibber.

Screw that.

Off the edge with this punk ass

falling off.

Yeah.

Then if you.

Archie, get ready to light up that corn when he lands in it.

You can't do that with that car leaking gas in the grain,

dust in the air.

That stuff is like gunpowder, OK?

There won't be anything left.

Including you.

Yeah, Bowman's right.

We'll pretend the barn.

We burn him to death.

Hi, Mel.

Damn.

You're kidding.

Right?

You're hiding.

What?

They're my friends too.

After you leave next week, probably my only friends.

Play.

OK.

Hey.

Well, it's changed since the last time we played pirates, but.

You OK?

Yeah, yeah, just.

Look, I think the little ones just been breathing

in too much rotting corn fungus.

Wouldn't be hard around here.

So would you want to explain the car?

Geez bro, do I really have to spell it out for you, I mean.

Anonymous spelt WED.

Corns all dying.

Might as well use these fields to grow something.

Turned 18 last week though.

Building a bridge just like you getting out of here.

So it's not just Ralston Stein corn you're escaping, is it?

Come off it.

It's an accident.

Not my face hit this fist when I inserted it stupidly

between my little brother and him.

Accident.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be

be sorry for the ones who don't have a way out.

Speaking of getting out, last weekend before school,

we headed to the river with everyone

else.

Yeah,

I got to hang back up after my investments.

And I'll be having rouston alter ourselves one last time.

Just testing the little ones.

Don't forget the little ones.

See you.

See you.

What point God?

So with the Salem witch trials over already?

It was pretty sweet.

While he was freaking out,

everybody was screaming and yelling and shouting and dancing

through the corner.

It was pretty dope.

Ohh.

See.

Let's go.

Come on.

Since that's between mom and dad.

OK, Sis, come on.

But you are so blind.

It's not about money.

It's not about Dad.

It's about Ralston.

It's about this place.

It's so broken that nobody even gives a damn enough

to try to fix it.

Then I guess that's not your problem anymore, is it though?

Enjoyed Boston?

Corn, our corn, is dying.

In the fields not 500 yards from here,

as far as the eye can see,

is a sea of dying brown.

What happened to the glorious golden grain

that we grew up with that our forefathers

planted here?

Yeah, well, we know what happened.

And the majority, a majority you know,

I disagreed with, ruled.

So we invited big corn grow synth

right into our fields

with our arsenal of herbicides

and GMO's and look what happened to the corn.

There's no sense pointing fingers because what's done is done.

But what that means is we have to face a new reality.

Maybe, just maybe, all those fingers are pointing the wrong way anyhow.

That blight that struck our corn.

Maybe it's got a lot less to do with gross synth

or any GMO's

we put in our soil,

and

more to do with us, more to do with you.

Baby.

What's happening out there in our corn

is less about an agricultural calamity

and more

about a moral and spiritual abomination that is involved this time.

OK, now, never done.

about any of the cheating on the back stabbing

that's been going on.

It's about one thing and one thing only.

That we were sold a hill of beans.

All we have to do, they said,

was put this, put that in the soil,

and all throughout

corn so we can sell more soda to the poor.

Kids in the third world can't do that, they said,

and we'd be rich, richer than we could

dream.

But instead, look at what happened,

sick corn and economic disaster.

And that's why Ralston has to leave corn behind.

This is how we can do it.

Subsidies.

Federal government will subsidise pay us not to grow corn.

But this programme fiscal year ends in less than two days.

So we got to say yes and we got to do it.

Now we got Earth movers right at the edge of town

ready to dig the trench to bury our

corn.

And I don't want this anymore than you do.

And look, it's not ideal, I admit that, but.

I don't think we have a choice.

You know I disagree, dad.

You all should be ashamed.

Instead of being the adults when we needed you to be,

you helped yourselves and let the

rest of us traumatise.

Railston sold its soul once already,

and all you're doing is solve the problem instead

of trying to repair the soil.

Infighting.

Infighting and selling all our souls

all over again as fast as you can.

Just to a different master.

But you do have a choice.

Trust me, it's not the one you're making.

My beautiful daughter both.

Thank you most heartfelt and passionate as always.

And I wish I shared your optimism.

And trying to restore the soil can take years.

We're simply out of time.

If you try to fix this, something this broken.

You mark my words.

So let's put it to a phone.

No, Robert, I I really must sit down, Pastor.

No one cares.

I say, aye, let those precious roll.

Thank you, chair.

Corn economy can kiss my ass.

Your show of hands.

All right, we're doing this.

Everyone's voting.

Except everyone hasn't voted.

Not us.

The children.

They're right.

It's the little ones.

Futures too.

Yeah.

They don't even get a vote.

A say is right.

We have a choice.

All right.

Enough horse shit.

Children.

Having to stay.

I don't 17 year old male Bernard was bad enough.

Kids.

Little kid.

Yeah, we like to play your toys.

OK, little girl, that's that sound.

You two, boy.

You just wait till I get home.

You just wait, boy.

The child.

Hey, all right, all right.

Knock it off.

That's a knock.

Knock it off.

What's wrong with you?

OK, it's settled.

In less than 48 hours,

corn will be dead in Ralston forever.

Dad.

Listen here.

It doesn't have to be like this.

It's not too late to do something, you respond.

He's done.

Since when do you ever?

Ever run from a fight?

I distinguish both.

Between fighting war and fighting with.

Are you talking about Ralston or Mom?

What

is just it's done.

Oh, it's over.

It's done.

What happened to you?

You used to be.

So different.

The adults.

I know.

It sucks.

So hard sometimes you can hardly breathe.

And I can help.

With your pain.

Me.

Sleep.

Just.

My father thinks if we try to fix this,

it will only make things worse.

But he's wrong.

We can't fix this.

And this is how public humiliation, OK?

We graphically show the world what they did to royalston.

To us.

To the corn.

Sheila Boyce.

Omaha reporter for now Cloud Idmt her

and told her about her situation,

that maybe she

could cover the story and she responded yeah.

So are you with me?

We're doing this.

In.

Around.

Let's do it.

Yeah, I'm kidding.

What are we waiting for?

Here it goes.

Hello.

Hi, Colin Williams.

Yeah, yeah, yes, yes, Miss Boyce, thank you so much.

Eat him.

What?

What is all that?

What?

What blood?

From Dylan pops home.

Repainting the corn roots red.

Like the Red queen.

Alice in Wonderland.

Kind of paint the corn somehow.

OK, so you really want to hear the corner?

You want to save the corn.

All right.

As the queen, I need your help.

I need you and all your little arm, your friends to go out.

Tell Pastor Penny, tell your parents,

everyone, all the adults kind of FIB, OK?

You tell them my father's calling an emergency meeting about that, Colin.

They're going to plough under and I need you

to make absolutely sure they're at the community

hall by 10:00 PM tonight.

Think you can do that?

Yeah, OK, I'll help you do this bow,

but why the community hall?

Because we are going to have us a trial and you know,

can't have a trial without a courthouse.

Plus we got this big time news woman coming in from Omaha,

so I need you to meet her

on the road in front of the Community hall too.

Don't forget.

10:00 PM sharp.

I'll see you later.

Come on.

You rare sneak behind you and base something heavy across your skull

and end this once

and for all.

You're a bad man.

You're a very bad man.

Go ahead, Anthony.

Have a very bad man.

Keep thinking that.

Somebody sneak up behind.

Somebody.

You're thinking about me.

We should another.

Please do, and we shouldn't be calling for your plea.

Many buy from me.

Yeah, I'm beat.

Ohh your dad.

Jack-in-the-box that's still out his bad face.

Don't stay up too late, OK?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Are we making a childish mistake, SIS?

It's never a mistake to try and change the world, but.

What are you guys doing?

Dad, you know you told me something so worth fighting for.

Well, I guess you raised me right, because that's what's happening.

We're holding them up.

Trial.

And you're the guest of honour and wake Mom.

Cough quietly and I promise you this will be over soon.

You sure about this, bill?

Yeah, Colin called him.

Right.

Where is everyone?

Hello.

Even.

Where is everybody?

Bill.

The reporter.

From Omaha.

You were supposed to pick her up.

She never showed.

Yeah, something more important was to come up.

Did she?

Doesn't really matter anymore though.

Over.

What is?

What's over?

You were late.

So we just went ahead and did it.

You didn't what?

The trial.

Where are the parents?

Where is everyone?

Cam.

Where's dad?

What the Hell's going on?

Wanna see something, Bob?

Vinegar in the verdict, I guess.

Because I was going to take more of these kind of people, though.

A lot more.

Hold on.

Dad.

He's not laughing now.

All right.

I swear every game with Hellfire.

I'm talking to you.

Eden, honey.

It's not too late to turn back.

You're my daughter now.

Do you think this is how you should behave?

Any more questions?

And I think so.

You OK?

Yeah.

Sandy, this is completely insane.

Let's just see what was like out there.

All the dead bodies.

And what happened to them?

My father, my phone doesn't work.

Can these little freaks have done something to this sometime?

Jesus,

my brother was with them now.

Ohh.

Both.

Do something.

Help us if you can.

We have to we.

Now we can do something.

Yes, but.

We were.

We have to stop this.

Biden.

Jesus Christ, what is it you intend to do here?

Well.

If you really want to know.

I hope you can hold your breath better than Tammy Kane,

a foster wade bowed in,

or any

of my other delinquent friends.

It's hard.

This is where my friends how did they feel?

Where are you again?

Hey, sheriff keppler.

Mom.

What?

In.

God's name do you think you're doing?

Rendering the verdict, though.

Just wait till I get my hands on you, you little bitch.

Really.

You want to mess with me?

Yeah.

OK, fine.

Yeah.

Let's play.

Stay, Joe.

You don't have.

They don't.

Feed.

Ohh.

Sorry.

Mom.

My dad was right.

He won't be.

If I tried to fix this, I only make it worse.

Cheque it out if you can.

Save yourselves.

But my dad's still alive,

so I'm gonna stay.

And stop eating from killing him too.

OK.

OK.

Bye.

Well, Cody Candlestick.

You can get help.

Hi, Bo.

Even you can't, you cannot do this.

They kill.

Everything went Ouch.

Putting him on trial was your idea.

What did you think would happen?

But.

This.

Against them.

Whose side are you on?

What are you going to do with my father and the others?

And send it out to the cornbow.

He's sick.

He needs to feed.

He.

He who walks.

Next week I was out there.

Wondering.

I want Unicorn.

He talked to me.

He.

Took care of me.

No adult and Ross thanks ever did that.

So now I'm going to take care of him.

Killing all the adults.

For starters.

They ate the seed cordon bow.

Now it's trying to pay the price.

If one of us can just get out of here,

make it depend on how we can help, all right?

Trust me, right now they won't know whose side I'm on,

so I need you to do exactly what

I say.

Listen, if they want to take you all out into the corner.

You'll be safe.

You can get out.

Creature wants us to go into the corn

and we should be doing the exact opposite.

I wouldn't worry about it.

You were never going into the corn anyway.

Because you stood up for it.

I never had a thing to do with killing the core.

In fact, I I I spoke out strongly against it.

Didn't

remember that thing that happened in the foster home.

Who took you in?

You, pastor.

You did.

You took me in.

You never stand against the corn like all the rest.

Come on.

Faster.

You did sin.

Didn't you?

Please no.

Please.

Hello.

Her.

Please don't ask me.

Stop listening.

You need to go out to the corn.

That's it.

This is our chance to get help, OK?

This is.

OK, I'll go.

But you fight.

Yes, I love you.

I love you too.

Ohh.

You did good.