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No Jess, stop!

No!

Stop!

No!

No!

Real fucking helpful.

I know!

Hey, hey, I'm, I'm
so sorry I'm late.

My car literally just
started smoking and I,

like, I had no idea I was--

Emma.

I know the brunch
rush is about to start,

so I could just--

That's enough.

Am I in trouble?

Not exactly.

You're fired.

That kind of sounds
like I'm in trouble, Ted.

It will not happen again.

I'll take the bus.

You know, I, I knew that piece
of junk was on its last legs.

I just thought that--

This is the third strike,

and there's the incident with
the lunch customers last week.

Your lucky Zeta stepped
in to calm it all down.

Yeah, I know.

When you
add it all up, Emma,

it just seems like
you'd be better off

working somewhere else.

Hey Jules, can
you come over, like,

like now?

Susan Lucci, Purple Gangster?

Susan Lucci, a
hundred percent.

I mean, you were
the best person there.

I've been there before.

Those bitches are on
their phone, like all day.

But yo, why didn't you just say

that it was Sam that
pissed off that table?

You just let Zeta throw
you under the bus.

Like, why do you let people
walk all over you like that?

You think I don't try?

You think I like
being like this?

I try.

Nothing comes out.

You know I try, Jules, it's
like, I just shut down.

Literally couldn't
make somebody listen

to me if my life depended on it.

My rent is like three
months past due.

I owe Ginger so much money.

Hey, I mean, at least
you didn't just bomb

yet another callback for
like the millionth time.

Think I'd take
knowing what to do

with my life over literally
whatever the hell I'm doing.

Like, you have
freedom at least.

You can go anywhere from here.

Yeah, no, I promise.

Drifting aimlessly
through your entire life

isn't the flex that
you think it is.

You know what, man?

Let's go out,

let's go have like
a night on the town.

Did you not hear me?

I am broke.

I am beyond broke.

Yes.

Yes, you're broke.

So this is exactly
what you need.

Thirsty Thursday, on me.

We'll brainstorm how to
get you out of this rut.

I just feel like I
never have any control

over my life, and
it's like I'm trying.

Thank you for coming over.

You're my family.

Someone's gotta
take care of you.

Clearly.

All right, enough of this.

Time for a change of scenery.

Go get cute.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Singapore was exhausting.

Now they wanna fly
me out to Milan

next Thursday and I'm
like, really guys?

They have you up at
like the ass crack of dawn,

they shoot all the swim
stuff in the middle of winter

so that they can have it ready
for their summer catalogs,

but then I'm out there
freezing my titties off, and...

only talking about myself again.

Oh, no.

No, it's okay.

No, that's not it.

Emma, how are you?

How's your new job going?

Well, I got fired today.

No!

That is outrageous.

You seem perfect for the
customer service industry.

I mean, you're even pretty.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

There she is!

Ladies, this is
my buddy James.

James, this is Julia and Emma.

It's a
pleasure, ladies.

I met him around this time
last year during trim season.

Dang, has it
already been a year?

Oh, what's, what's that?

Bud trim.

Before all your
favorite weed is rolled

into delicious little joints,

it's cured and it's trimmed.

I did it myself last
year and it was fabulous.

So rustic, bohemian.

I ordered you a beer.

Oh, okay, thanks.

So Pua was
telling us a little,

a little bit about you.

All bad.

She said you're
in town recruiting.

Well, looking for trimmers.

A few of my usual wooks
dropped out this season,

so I'm scouting.

What do you get paid?

Well, it depends.

We pay by the pound.

How much you trim
is how much you get.

This year's crop, we're
estimating a yield

of maybe 210, 220 pounds
of bud, give or take.

Holy shit.

Are you interested?

Uhh.

Oh em gee, yes!

You should, you both should.

James, I totally
vouch for these girls.

Well, wait a second.

Wait a second.

How much could we
make in two weeks?

Last year I ended up
leaving with about five grand,

in cash.

Well, we can't,
we can't just like,

go off into the woods, like...

Why not?

I mean, yeah, why not?

Because I mean,
firstly, you know,

I mean, you know,
like is it safe?

Like are, like those towns
can be kind of suss, like...

You know, James knows
all the good farms

from the sketch ones,
so you don't even

have to worry about that.

He's not gonna like, take you
somewhere weird or something.

Just, you know what,

you need to broaden
your horizons, girl.

You need to tra-a-vel!

I am gonna go to the ladies'
room for a little bumpski,

if anyone wants to join me.

We're good, it's
all you, it's all you!

I tell you what, there's
another couple people

coming up to trim.

Now they're meeting me in
Garberville day after tomorrow.

If you decide you wanna make
some money, just get in touch.

Oh, give me your phone.

Oh, yeah.

Appreciate you.

For sure.

I'm, I'm sorry if I was
being like, ugh, like ugh.

It's just, you know, we
don't know you, so...

Oh, of course.

Yeah, I tell you what.

Let's change that.

Hey.

Fun night?

Ginger, like, I, I
know what it looks like

but Julie and her friend
paid for everything.

I know that it's--

Enough, Emma.

I don't care.

I found someone
to take your room.

You have until the end of the
month to get your stuff out

and then you need to
make up the back rent.

Do not make it hard.

Hey, hey Jules.

Yeah, do you want to
go to Garberville?

So,

who are you?

I'm Emma.

I'm Julia.

We're supposed to
meet James here.

Yeah, we know who you are.

James told us to expect you.

Oh, okay, cool.

Oh, I'm Lex by the way.

Oh, hey.

I'm Dusty,

they/them.

She/her.

Same.

Same.

Harriet, friends
call me Harry.

So,

don't!

So, how did you two
come to acquaint yourself

with Mr. James?

Oh, just through a
friend of a friend.

What about you?

Tinder.

Ooh, how about you?

Grindr.

-Nice.
-Oh, shit.

Sounds like I'm
the only one who's

just asking around
for real work.

No, it's actually a really
good business opportunity.

A lot of trimmers make
great connections, so.

Yeah, I'm sure you do.

Right on time.

Now grab your shit,
throw it in the van,

and let's hit the road.

Wait, what about our cars?

Oh, they'll be fine.

My girl owns half the block.

They ain't getting towed.

That's, sorry, James.

James?

So we're, we're supposed
to just leave our cars,

hop in your van, and just
drive to a remote location?

Yeah.

Look, the roads to the
property are pretty rough.

Your cars will never make it.

Trust him.

This is how it goes, okay?

Okay.

That's how it goes.

Okay, perfect, in the back!

Are there seat belts?

I got cushions.

I fear
that legalization would be

nothing short of devastating
to the local economy.

By 2016,

Very much pressure.

They call it the
redwood curtain.

Vibey, huh?

So, how long have
you been trimming?

This is my third season.

First time at The
Hollows, though.

I hadn't heard of it before.

There's actually a shit
ton of farms up here,

and yeah, the hay
looked good, so...

What about you, Dusty?

It's my first time.

I've had friends who have
done it before though,

and they said it pays good

and all the weed
you can smoke, so...

Well, they ain't lying,
but it's also hard work.

Twelve to sixteen hour days,
trimming nonstop.

Fast as you can,
as much as you can.

Thanks boss.

I ain't your boss.

That title belongs
to someone else.

Well, so who's the boss then?

That would be Mona.

Owner of the Hollow.

You'll meet her this evening.

A woman?

Thank fucking God.

You know, I was expecting
another horny pervert

offering me an extra fifty
bucks to trim topless.

Is it usually all girls?

Usually, yeah.

Less likely to steal shit,

start shit, lots of macho
pissing contests up here.

They think we're too dainty
to overthrow an operation

and make off with the goods.

I think we could
if we wanted to.

Who are these guys?

Just the lookouts.

Are the guns really necessary?

Where do you think
you are, summer camp?

We're in cannabis country.

The Emerald Triangle.

Why, you's an outlaw now.

- James.
- Bobby.

What we got going on in here?

Trimmers for
the next few weeks.

Let's get 'em up to the cabin.

You got it.

Jimmy, move
the van, let's go!

Welcome to The
Hollow, your new home.

So this is...

This is Pua's camping paradise?

Oh no, little Pua worked
another farm down the way.

But this summer the pay
is even better here.

Julia, Emma, Harriet,
you're in the trim cabin.

Lex and Dusty,
you're in that tent.

What?

Right there.

You'll love it.

Smells good,
really good.

Fresh bud drying
on the second floor.

And this is your lodge.

But don't expect
too much privacy,

'cause this is also where
you'll all be trimming.

Okay, now get settled.

Meet over at the
house in an hour.

Mona likes to host a welcome
to the job cocktail hour,

for new recruits.

And that is you.

Dude, when Pua said
"rustic and Bohemian,"

this isn't exactly
what I pictured.

Yeah, right?

What were you
expecting, the Four Seasons?

At least we get
to sleep indoors.

Most grows I've been on, I
slept outside in a tent, too,

but the first hippies
here built their homes,

from the ground up.

I slept bare ass under
the stars in the meantime.

So...

Raw grass.

It's an adventure, Em.

Let's look at it that way.

Are we late?

You're just in time.

I'm Mona.

So nice to meet you,

and welcome to the property.

I like to spend an evening,

with the trimmers, to build
trust and an open rapport.

I hope you like red wine.

Hell yeah.

Boys!

And these handsome
goons are my sons.

The eldest is Christopher,
and then there's Malcolm.

Oh, I don't know what
I'd do without them.

They're natural born farmers.

Oh.

Anyone good with a wine key?

Let's open those babies up.

Allow me.

Hybrid.

Sativa dominant?

Hmm.

Refined palette or good guess?

I know my shit,
what you call it?

Wet dream.

Oh, no, no, I
don't smoke the pot.

That's like a chef who
doesn't eat her own cooking.

How do you know it's good?

I've been doing
this a long time.

Besides, I smoke something,

that's especially
tailored just for me.

Oh, do you have
cancer or something?

Harriet.

What?

Cannabis kicks ass
against everything,

from cancer to PTSD, to
anxiety and depression.

I just have
certain preferences.

But, you are right.

It's a very powerful substance
to be honored, respected,

and serviced.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Like what is it then
like that, that you smoke?

I've smoked every blend,
every strain, AK47--

Mona, I love your gloves.

Are they real leather?

Oh, chronic dry hands.

They keep in the
moisture and besides,

it makes me feel pretty.

Right, Christopher?

That's right, Mom.

How's the wine?

-So good.
-Lovely, thank you.

And the bud?

Amazing.

I haven't gotten this high
of one toke in like, forever.

Well, there's plenty.

So smoke till your
heart's content.

Now, don't party 'em too hard.

I mean, they still
got work tomorrow.

Oh, shush, James.

These are capable
trimmers, I can tell.

Maybe you should loosen up, too.

-Yeah, James.
-Come on James.

All right, let's do this.

What kind of records you got?

Oh, I got everything,

from Willie Nelson
to Michael Jackson.

♪ Come to bed, my darling ♪

♪ Rest your weary head ♪

Mountain lion.

What?

They're
all over these hills.

That's an animal?

Yeah.

Sounds like some
chick getting knifed,

in a horror movie, doesn't it?

- Yeah.
- Nope.

Not that that doesn't
happen up here too, though.

Not that what doesn't happen?

Murder.

All kinds of sketchy, illegal,

messed up shit happens up here.

This place used
to be a paradise.

And now, the energy's
all fucked up.

Isn't that just like,
such a fucking shame?

Well, goodnight.

Wake and bake, babe!

Good morning, Em.

Good morning.

Hey.

What time is it?

Good morning, girls.

Who here has trimmed before?

Good, you three, take
a seat at the table,

we'll have a short tutorial
and you can get started.

We dry the sativa here
in the trim house,

but all the other bud dries
out back, so don't worry.

There'll be plenty
of work for everyone.

First things first.

Gloves, very, very
important, ladies.

Bud is sticky.

It will stick to you.

You will stick to it,
so gloves, always.

Next, scissors.

Anyone bring their own?

Good, good.

No worries, we'll provide
you three with pairs.

These are your best friends.

Keep them clean,
keep them sharp.

Clean them often.

Now all we're going
to do is grab a stem,

break it off the stalk.

We're going to get in
here with our scissors.

Give it a little haircut.

Kind of like this?

Just like that.

Once you have your bud
clean of all the leaves,

we'll drop it in the bins.

And you wash, rinse, repeat.

All right, I'm out.

Take it easy, man.

Oh, James, James,
sorry, one second.

James, oh, James, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

When are you coming back?

Two weeks, when
I take you home.

I guess, I kind of
thought that you were,

you were also
staying here as well.

No, I gotta bounce.

Well, don't look so glum, Emma.

I mean, it'll be over
before you know it.

So, enjoy.

Hey, what's the matter?

That's our ride.

Dude, it's okay.

He's coming back.

The people
here were using sales,

and cannabis taxes
towards everything,

from schools, to volunteer
fucking fire departments.

Yeah, the government
made them outlaws.

They're not criminals, you know.

Whoa, Lex.

Oh, shit!

Oh, ugh.

Dude,
doesn't that hurt?

I'm sure it would've,
if it were somebody else.

-What?
-Wait, what do you mean?

CIP.

Extremely rare disorder.

Congenital
insensitivity to pain.

Wait, what?

I am a medical marvel.

Wait, so like you
can't feel pain?

I never have.

Never will

Lucky me.

My parents made sure I
never played outside.

So like, can you feel that?

Stop.

So, what, your parents just
never let you go outside?

They tried, but I
was dying of boredom,

living inside of a bubble.

Once, I threw my
leg over a banister,

and I slid down and
I broke my wrist,

and I didn't feel it, but still,

I had to wait until I was
18 to actually start living,

and I never looked back.

Must be easier to live
when you can't feel pain.

Physical pain, at least.

I had my heart broken for the
first time a few months ago.

And that hurt like hell.

Would not have made
a difference, man.

Nothing prepares
you for that, mm-mm.

I mean, my mom even told
me, but I still got wrecked.

Yeah, you remember?

-I remember that.
-Whew.

How about you, Dusty,
what's your family like?

Well, my mom is a housekeeper,

and my dad was...

He ran a non-profit theater,

so obviously we were
poor, but we were happy.

Were?

I don't...

I don't really like
talking about it.

Well, my family's
super boring.

Like my mom is a nurse and my
dad manages a liquor store.

So, surprise.

You can tell they
didn't want me.

Fucking John and Carol, man.

Right?

They were obviously way
too young to have kids,

so I would definitely rather
have helicopter parents,

than pretending I don't exist.

Honestly, maybe I should have

just tried that banister trick.

No, no.

-Oh my god, no.
-I'm kidding.

Speaking of younger
parents, how old is Mona?

Right?

Hey.

Harriet, what the
fuck do you think you're doing?

Are you gonna tell me
this isn't way better?

You don't think they put
that up there for a reason?

I don't know.

This isn't
your apartment.

You can't just make
changes as you see fit.

Excuse me.

I'm a solutions based person.

I don't just like, sit
around and complain.

Good morning, my children.

How are you?

Good.

Craving a little
sunshine, are we?

Emma.

I admit it does tend to get
a little bit dreary in here,

but we close the
windows and cover them,

for your own
protection and ours.

Oh, what the hell?

Finish the job.

There.

That's better now, isn't it?

Emma?

Tomorrow you'll
spend the morning,

recovering the windows
and securing them shut.

I have newspapers and
tools at my house.

Yes, absolutely.

Well then, children.

Trim.

Trim away.

Great
fucking work, Harriet.

-Good job, man.
-Hey!

You should have
said something.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Coming with you?

Yeah, I can see that, why?

Because.

'Cause you're sorry?

'Cause you feel bad for letting
me take the blame yesterday?

Well, why didn't
you say anything?

Are you like this
noble altruistic,

pacifist or something?

What are you getting at?

Yeah, I wish.

More like a glorified wet wipe.

Can't stand up for myself
for shit and I panicked.

So, thanks for taking
advantage of that, by the way.

Oh, lame.

Hey, you know that
cannabis can help a lot,

with anxiety and depression,
and difficulty sleeping too.

And like, if you want--

Yeah, I'm aware.

Just go back, Harriet, go trim.

It's cool.

Harri, and I wanna help.

We gotta stick it to the
man and inject some love,

and community into the
mountain, huh?

Fine.

Just don't be weird, okay?

I'm
not gonna be weird.

Somehow I
don't believe you.

Why?

How did you sleep?

All right, we were up
pretty late trimming.

Oh, that's very good.

Now Emma, the newspapers
are downstairs.

Do you mind following me?

Okay, just stay here,
I'll be right back, okay?

Listen, Mona, I'm so
sorry that with your--

Oh, no, no, it's okay.

It's a forgivable offense.

It's not like you stole
from me or anything.

Trust is everything
in this business.

And it's very fragile.

You understand why, don't you?

Yes, mm-hmm.

Why are you here, Emma?

To get newspaper?

No, why are you here, on
this mountain doing this work?

To make money?

And that's why
everyone's here.

Why are you here?

Maybe, to figure out what
I wanna do with my life.

You mean like more meaning,
more purpose, more control?

All three.

Then why did you
take responsibility,

for something you didn't do?

Is it really so difficult to
stand up for yourself, Emma?

Do you understand what
you could be missing?

I see myself in you.

I used to be that
girl, a long time ago.

So gentle, so soft.

You are so young,
but it doesn't last.

What is that saying, 'tis a
pity that youth is wasted?

On the young.

You are so clever.

Don't take it for granted.

There are many who would do
anything to have what you have.

Hey mom.

You seen my work gloves?

All right, that's it.

Good night, everybody.

It's only 2:00 AM.

You want some Adderall?

No, I'm good, but you
can knock yourself out.

Okay.

Do you have anything
you wanna say to Emma?

Not really.

Goodnight.

Make sure to get
some rest tonight.

- Night.
- Night.

God.

Lex thinks she's
so fucking perfect,

like Mary fucking
Poppins or something.

I'd clock her in the mouth
if I thought she'd feel it.

Ooh, I bet you would.

Sure you would.

I am actually
glad that she's gone,

because she ain't
gonna get none of this.

Where did you get that?

From Mona's super
secret special stash.

-What, what?
-Oh, my God.

She was talking
about it so much.

I had to try it.

So you stole from her?

It's one tiny little nug,
she's not gonna notice.

Yeah, but don't you
think like stealing

from your boss is like bad
business practice or something?

Bad business
practice?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Are you guys like my
lawyers or something?

Jesus Christ.

So you're telling me,

that you're not gonna
smoke any of this?

No, and I'm not taking the
hit for you this time either.

Are you gonna rat me out?

No, but shit, Harriet!

We already have one strike
for the windows, like...

Whatever.

Why are you like this?

Julia?

Oh no, I'm not smoking that.

Suit yourselves.

It's all you.

Oh, here, you want some water?

No.

I'm fi--

Oh my God, dude.

Oh my God.

Dude, are you okay?

- Holy shit!
- Oh shit!

Oh my God.

What is happening?

Oh my God, Harriet?

Oh God!

I'm gonna
go get some help.

What the fuck?

Just try to breathe.

Fuck!

Oh, what the fuck!

What the fuck, somebody help me!

No, somebody help me!

No, please, please, help.

Come on!

Harriet, come on, come on!

Please, listen to me, please!

Come on!

Julia!

No, Harriet, come on, come on!

No, no, what happened?

Oh, fuck.

Come on, let her go.

No!

It's okay.

I tried, please.

Oh my God.

What the fuck, what
were you guys doing?

She just smoked some
weed, I don't know!

I don't care
how or when she took it.

I don't care who knew or helped.

Maybe I should have been
a little more specific,

when I said that this flower,

was tailored for me and only me.

What should we do?

Sleep, of course.

Where are we gonna sleep?

In here?

No, no, no. They're gonna
come to the tent with us.

No, just sleep here.

No, please, please,
there's room, we can--

I said, no.

Dusty, wait, Dusty!

Oh, oh, oh, oh God.

Leave it.

Mom...

I said, leave it.

Sweet dreams.

Oh my God,
Jules, what is happening?

It's okay.

It's really fucked up,
but it's gonna be okay.

No.

We gotta get out
of here, like now.

Where are we gonna go?

How would we even get there?

Here, come here.

Look, just...

I'm gonna cover
up all this stuff.

And you should try
to get some sleep.

No.

Oh my god,
what the fuck,

what were you guys doing?

She just smoked
some weed, I don't know!

What the
fuck, somebody help me!

Clean it all up!

Where the fuck you think
you're going, little lady?

Hey, Emma.

Whoa.

Oh, my God, are you okay?

Yeah, it's nothing.

It's nothing.

Well, listen, we should
probably go to Mona's.

We should probably get ready.

So I brought you this.

Thank you.

Yeah, of course, man.

Welcome everyone,

to this bountiful meal.

Do you...

Do you have any
idea what happened?

Why Harriet...

Harriett's death
was unfortunate,

and unexpected and preventable.

The fatal reaction
she had was tragic,

but entirely of our own making.

Please do not let it weigh so
heavily upon you all, my dear.

Take comfort in this time
that we have with each other.

Where did you take her?

Sorry?

I'm just curious, what
did you do with her body?

I'm sure her family
would want it.

It's in a safe place.

Did you notify her parents?

Oh, how would I do that?

Courier pigeon?

Please, let's all
enjoy our meal.

Sorry, we're just...

Trust you, it's
that the trust is--

Let me explain
something to you.

Let me explain
something to all of you.

When something
like this happens,

we handle it in our own way.

So let's leave Ma alone,
and enjoy the food.

When something
like this happens?

You people.

You think you know how
things work up here,

but you have no fucking idea.

Christopher.

I didn't mean any
disrespect with what I said,

and just so you, just--

Of course you didn't.

And I accept your apology.

She's not apologizing.

She didn't do anything.

Julia, it's okay.

I, in no way, wanna jeopardize,

whatever you guys
are doing here.

We just wanna do the
job and just go home.

Oh, of course you do, dear.

This work is not for
the faint hearted.

You're awfully quiet, Dusty.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

There's something
that I can do to help?

Is it Harriet?

Are you taking it hard?

Death is just a part of life.

Who was it?

They don't like
talking about it.

Maybe they do want
to talk about it.

No, she's right, I
don't wanna talk about...

It's good to
talk about things.

Talking can be therapeutic.

You don't--

You don't...

Well.

Now we know what it takes.

Sticking up for a pretty little
thing, against your mother.

Was it your father?

How?

How did he die?

Mom, it's...

Go on.

Not good to bottle it up.

Let it out.

-Mother, just--
-He shot himself.

I found him, in a
pool of his own blood.

Just like Harriet.

It's just a family squabble.

Don't let your food get cold.

I'll be back, fuck.

Dusty!

Dusty!

Dusty!

Their stuff is gone.

What?

I couldn't find them.

We have to go, now.

You want me to radio the boys,

have 'em wrangle 'em back in?

We'll have to move
up the timeline.

It'll be draining,
but acceptable.

Radio Bobby,

and tell him to corral the
girls into the trim cabin.

Tell Shane to watch the road.

I'll walk Dusty back myself.

Hmm.

Collect your brother.

Dusty!

Let's get out of here!

Please, Dusty!

- Dusty!
- Dusty!

Dusty, come on!

Back it
up to the cabin!

What the hell's going on here?

- Move!
- What...

Keep walking, move it!

What's going on?

- Come on, go, go.
- Move!

I'm here, I'm here to help.

I'm not staying.

Neither am I.

I just, I just want out.

Okay.

No, no, there's not time.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

We need to go east.

Look, there's a creek.

We just cross the creek.

She can't get to us.

Okay.

Please don't, please.

You gotta trust me.

She'll bring you back.

Okay?

She can, and she will.

Okay, okay.

Okay.

No.

No, no, no.

- Run.
- What?

Run!

Get up!

Where you going, huh?

Maybe you learned
your lesson, boy.

The last time you try to
sneak away like a coward.

You're here for one reason.

And that's to work the dirt,

like the piece of
shit worm you are.

No.

Stop, stop.

Stop, please.

Stay down.

I won't listen to you.

Hey, you were born here.

You're gonna die here.

Nothing you can do about it.

Try it again, baby brother.

Ma'll just bring you right back.

Shut the fuck up.

Get away from the window.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Bobby, it's Bobby, right?

We don't know what's
going on here.

All right?

We don't know what we did wrong,

or why you're
holding us hostage.

Come on, come on.

We just know that we could
hear Dusty screaming outside

so if you could just please
just help us understand.

Okay?

You'll never understand.

If she wants to, Mona can
control the whole mountain.

That's all there is.

What do you mean she can
control the whole mountain?

Shut the fuck up!

No one's fucking leaving,
so shut the fuck up!

You're scared,
aren't you?

Take another step.

I'll blow your fucking head off.

I don't think you will.

Lex.

You can't hurt me.

I will if I have to.

Lex, stop.

No, seriously, he can't.

What the fuck?

Oh.

What is it, little boy?

Why are you doing this?

You have something
that I want, Dusty.

Something that I need.

No!

You are so beautiful.

It's okay to be scared.

I understand.

I understand.

No, no, no.

Please, no, please, no.

Please, no.

Don't make this any
harder than it has to be.

Don't, no, no!

That's a good child.

No, no.

Are you ready?

You're so brave.

No.

You're doing so well.

♪ Go to sleep ♪

♪ Don't you cry ♪

♪ Rest your weary mind ♪

♪ When you sleep ♪

♪ You shall dream ♪

♪ Whilst your mommy's
watching you ♪

No.

You ready?

No.

No.

Ah, take a deep breath.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no,

no, no, no.

Let's get
the hell outta here.

Not without Dusty.

I don't hear them.

They could
still be alive.

Yeah, but they're
probably not.

Yeah, well we're
gonna find out.

Do you know how
to use that thing?

'Cause I don't.

Click the safety, off you
point it, and you shoot.

This is fucking insane.

Jules.

And I know it's
dangerous, but, I mean,

they'll never see us coming.

We have the upper hand.

So what are we gonna do?

Just go in guns blazing?

Emma, think about
what you're doing.

I have!

I have, and I'm scared
and I don't wanna die.

But we are not
leaving Dusty behind.

Whatever's going
on, it ends now.

Come on.

Fuck.

Where's your brother?

We don't need him.

Bring me the vessel.

Fuck!

We were too late.

If you're too weak, ma,
if it's too soon, I can...

I know, dear.

You are so special to me.

So special.

Will you go fetch
the others, dear?

No, stop, stop, stop, wait.

Wait.

-Emma.
-Just trust me.

What are you doing?

Careful.

Thank you.

All right girls.

Let's play.

What the hell?

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

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

What the fuck, Emma!

I don't know what's happening!

Guys?

Jules?

- Julia?
- Jules?

Jules, what are you doing?

Jules!

Jules, stop it!

I can't get up,
I can't get up!

I can't, I can't!

Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Jules, stop!

What are you doing, stop!

Julia, stop!

Please, no, no, no, no!

No!

No, no!

Lex, stop me!

No, no, no Jules!

Lex, stop me!

Lex, stop me!

Emma, stop!

Emma!

No, why, Lex, stop me!

I can't get up!

- No!
- No, no, no!

No, Jules, no!

Lex help me!

Jules.

Jules!

Jules, I'm going to kill her!

It's an amazing
plant, cannabis.

Capable of so much.

But this bud, this bud is
more special than any other.

Control of that plant
can only be earned,

through blood,
force, and sacrifice.

Been in my family for centuries.

We carried it across the sea,

from the black
mountains of Carpathia.

We had long proven ourselves,

as the strongest
duits of its power.

My mother before me, and now,

just me.

Why?

Why, you fucking bitch?

Emma, all that anger,

on such a pretty face.

Burning you up, from the inside.

They say that cannabis is
the key to eternal life.

Well, it has always healed,
so it stands to reason.

We spent years
perfecting the soil.

To crack open the secret.

We finally did it.

We finally got it right.

But there's no one
left to share it with.

I couldn't make
you kill yourself.

No, no.

But I'd rather
make you want to.

Had enough?

Let me tell you
something, little girls.

Life is pain.

Not for me, bitch.

Thank you, Lex.

Thank you, Lex.

Malcolm.

Help me.

Help me, baby.

Help me.

Why couldn't you just...

Just let me go?

Malcolm.

Malcolm, Malcolm, Malcolm!

Malcolm, Malcolm,
Malcolm!

Yo, Bobby, any updates?

What the fuck?

Anybody?

Jesus Christ.

What the fuck?

Please.

Oh.

Please, just, you
don't understand.

No, I think I do.

Let's change that.

I'll tell you what,
we pay by the pound.

Ladies, here's to
the killing trim.

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