Original subtitles

I'm shutting it down!

No!

No, keep going, the oil is down there.

- I know it is! - Forget it!

We're already down 500 feet, it's dry!

You got a dry hole!

Joe, shut it down!

No, keep going, it's down there.

No way, we're shutting her down!

One more week, I need just one more week.

I know it's down there, give me a chance.

Champ!

Champ!

What the hell?

Champ?

Here boy!

Champ!

Where are you Champ?

Here Champ!

- Just a hundred more feet.

- No more hundreds all right?

You're wasting my time, you're dreaming!

- Hey Tony, take a look at this.

What do you think it is?

- It's oil, I knew it!

Look, look! - Whatever it is,

it's not oil!

Shut it down Joe, it's the only thing

this hole is ever going to produce.

- The oil is down there, I know it is!

- There's no oil!

There's no oil!

- Two more days, please!

Son of a...

- Here you are.

Wow! Rabbit paws!

- The rabbit paws...

Where are they boy?

What did you do with the rabbit paws?

Come back!

Come back!

- Sadie!

Sadie!

Sadie, what's wrong?

What is it girl?

Why are the puppies crying so much?

Sadie!

Where did you go?

Here girl!

Sadie!

Come on girl!

Sadie!

Sadie!

What's wrong?

Oh my God!

Daddy, daddy!

Wake up daddy.

The puppies and Sadie are dead!

- What's wrong?

- This oily stuff turned the puppies into skeletons.

- Easy TC, easy.

You had a nightmare.

That's all it was.

- But I saw it.

I saw it!

Sadie is fine, she's fine.

- But she's dead dad. - Easy.

- She's dead. - Easy there, there.

- They're dead.

- There, there.

That's better now?

Good!

Then get your little heinie up the bed.

Son of a bitch, he's coming in!

Sadie!

Sadie!

What's this?

- Daddy!

Daddy!

Dad!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Dad!

Daddy!

- Good morning mijo.

Come on TC, you gotta get going.

- Huh?

- Ain't you're supposed to sell your house today?

To that gringo that Boatwright hired to work his rigs?

- I ain't gonna sell.

- Why are you so stubborn about that place?

You ain't lived there for years.

- I can't live there,

nobody can.

- Why don't you just sell the place?

You get that pinchy cavallo Boatwright

off your back, put some money in your pocket.

- I can't sell it, it ain't safe.

- Oh, come on TC.

Not that story again.

It's too early.

- Piss on Boatwright, he can't make me sell.

- Buenos dias, senor Boatwright.

- Buenos dias, Chilo.

- Now Tommy, you stay outside,

I got business with Mr. Van Houten.

You ever noticed how old Herman don't like

to get off his ass?

Know why?

‘Cause he's a worthless snake.

He just like you.

He just needs a little encouragement.

How about I buy you a drink, TC?

- I ain't thirsty.

- Grab him.

Spin him around.

Did I hear right, TC?

You say you wanna piss on me?

- That's, enough!

- Brought it on his self Chilo!

Didn't ya old man?

Pissed away my money drinking and gambling!

- You ever been down, big man?

Really down?

- Everybody's got problems, Chilo.

I just don't turn mine into excuses.

Now listen up old man!

Get out to that house and this time you better sell it!

- Here you go.

- Give me my hat, Tommy.

Give it, Tommy!

Bastard.

I'll sell it and then you'll see what happens.

- Jesus Christ!

What the hell is this, wild kingdom?

Hey Emily, come on, he ain't coming.

- He'll be here!

- What the hell difference does it make?

I'm not going to live here.

Come on.

- Manse, this is your first job offer in months.

- Hey, I had some offers.

- Oh, look out there, look.

Aint it beautiful?

Besides, think of the baby.

- Plenty of babies grew up just fine in Houston too.

- Do you want April to grow up

breathing refinery smoke, do you?

Besides, it's already got a corral.

- Oh, so that's it huh?

I got to live in a wasteland

so you can get your jollies in the saddle.

- Come on.

Let's just wait 10 more minutes.

- Get in the car please, Emily?

- Please stay for your two favorite girls, huh?

- Somehow, I think I'm going to live to regret this.

Shit!

- Mr. Van Houten? - Yes ma'am.

TC Van Houten ma'am.

- Nice to meet you TC, I'm Emily.

- Oh, what's the matter?

Desert dust?

- No, I'm just passing time.

- God almighty, that looks bad.

- Do you think we could see the house now?

- Sure.

I'll take you right in.

- Who the hell is that?

- Sam John.

- What's he doing out there?

- Well, he sort of babysits the place, you know.

He's a medicine man.

- He's watering a damn tractor!

- He brings good luck.

You know.

He keeps the evil spirits away.

Come on.

Let's go in.

- Guy's been out in the sun too long.

- Now you know why it's so cheap.

- Funny how little cuts like that

always bleeds the most ain't it?

- Yeah, it's hysterical.

- Oh TC, does that come with the house?

- Yes ma'am and it stays right there, always has.

- Well it's beautiful!

- What was that?

- Right over here you've got the pump,

it's a real antique.

You might want to replace it so you don't have to pump,

unless you want the exercise.

- TC.

Mr Van Houten?

- Huh?

- What was that?

- Oh, I don't know.

Could've been a hawk.

- A hawk?

- Shouldn't we be talking prices here

or ain't you folks really interested in the place?

- Oh sure we're interested, aren't we Manse?

This is the perfect place to raise April.

- Where's the hawk? - Come on,

let's go see the rest of the house.

Haven't you ever seen a hawk?

- They keep the mice down.

You won't find no mice around here!

No sir.

Mice nor rats.

- Hi Toby, hi sweetie.

Sit.

Come here.

Come here Toby, stay.

Sit down.

Sit, sit, good boy.

Hey, my dog!

- I gotcha now!

- What are you doing, Willy?

- Killing the dragon. - Not again.

- It's a different one, okay?

Where's the tartan firebreath?

- Doesn't need him ‘cause I can pretend.

- How about saving you from you that battle, Jack and Willy?

- Hey Willy, come on!

Dumb thing won't climb.

- Come on, let's check it out.

- What are you doing?

We're gonna get in trouble.

- No we won't, we're just kids.

- What is it? - Here, touch this.

Uh-oh, the servos burned out.

- Can you fix it?

- Probably have to wait till I get back.

- Where are you going?

- To visit my dad in Texas.

- I still don't know how I let you talk me into this.

- You'll see, Willy's gonna love this place

when he comes to visit.

- Yeah yeah, sure he will.

- Someone's in the house.

- I sold it chief.

I just had to.

These folks are safe, ain't they?

You can keep them safe, can't ya?

Yeah,

you can keep 'em safe.

- All right April sweetheart.

You sleep here while mommy and daddy finish unpacking, okay?

That's a good girl.

- Jesus!

- Hey, where'd you get that?

- Maybe the cavalry left it.

Lookout, John Wayne.

- Manse, why don't you put the gun away

before you hurt yourself?

Give me the gun, Manse.

- Oh, gee mom.

- Manse.

- How's that, baby cakes?

- Now get back to work.

- Yes ma'am.

- It stays right there, always has.

- Yeah right.

- Oh my God, what's that?

- Jesus Christ!

- What is that, a closet?

- Man, look at that door, does that look a closet?

- Maybe it's a dungeon.

- You're a sick woman, you know that?

- That's why you married me.

Why didn't TC tell us about that?

- Maybe he didn't want us to find the bodies.

- Don't start.

- Hello down there!

Anybody down there?

Oh my God! I think I saw something.

- You scared me to death.

- No really, I think I saw something, you better go first.

- No, it stinks down there.

- All right, stand back and let a man handle this.

Hello down there!

Hello up there.

Anybody down there?

- Did you see something?

- No, let's finish moving in.

- Aren't you going to go down there?

- There's no light and it stinks.

- Wait a minute, what's going on?

- Hey chief, what's with the spear?

What the hell are you doing that for?

- This is an evil place.

- Is that supposed to get rid of it

or just water it down a little?

- These will keep it buried.

- Keep what buried?

- Evil one.

Feeds on the souls of newborns.

- But adults are safe, right?

- No, it'll kill anything.

It's a creature substance that will strip your baby

to the bone.

- That's quite a substance chief.

- Look,

I know how this sounds but you have got to listen to me.

Newborn animals, infants, babies,

they're all susceptible because their souls

are not yet one with their bodies,

do you understand that?

- Come on chief.

- My great-grandfather was a very powerful medicine man.

- He watered tractors too?

- No, he just killed white men.

- Nice guy.

- The war council forced him to create a creature

that would destroy the white man.

He conjured together pieces of the most savage creatures.

He made the perfect killing machine.

- You find any peyote out here chief?

- It's not going to be too funny

when something that is supposed to be dead chases you down

and rips you apart.

- I mean, why keep it underground?

Why not turn it loose on us whities?

- Because the son of a bitch kills Indians too.

- What do you say we christen the house?

It would be nice without the neighbors for a change.

- Not now, okay?

- Hey, what's the matter?

- It's the house, I'm not used to it.

- It is not the house, it's Willy.

Every time he comes to visit, you get weird like this.

- You remember his last visit?

- You drove yourself nuts trying to make sure

he still loved you.

- I'm telling you, it's not Willie, I don't fit in out here.

- I bet I can relieve this anxiety.

- Emily, what are you doing?

- Use your imagination, okay?

What are you doing?

- Use your imagination.

- Hi.

- Hi, that's quite a plane.

- Thanks.

- How far can it go?

- Farther than you can see, it's radio-controlled.

- Yeah well, that's quite a transmitter.

- I souped it up.

- Wow, it's a pleasure to meet

such an accomplished young man.

I'm TC Van Houten.

- I'm Willy Cachen, Mr. Van Houten.

It's nice to meet you.

- Just call me TC.

Damn raven!

- What's the matter with them?

- They're busy bodies.

The Comanches say they aspire for the evil spirits.

- Cool.

That's my dad.

- I guess I'll be seeing you around.

- Bye TC. - Willy.

- Dad!

- Willy!

My God, it's good to see you.

- It's good to see you too dad.

- How you doin"?

- Okay.

Are you a cowboy?

- Well, I guess you could say I'm a dude.

- A cool dude?

- Yeah, that's it, I'm a cool dude right?

Come on.

- My plane.

- I got it.

- What was that?

- It's a hawk, they're all over the place.

- That was a hawk?

- Welcome to the wild west partner.

What do you think?

- Thanks dad.

- Don't you think he should unpack

before you start boxing lessons?

- I just want him to see this stuff.

- Hi Willy, - Hi.

- You wanna hold April?

- Sure.

- There you go.

You put this hand in between,

there you go.

- Say cheese!

- Cheese!

- There you go!

Your first picture with your new baby sister.

Come on, I want to show you something.

- Oh Manse, let him catch his breath!

- He can catch his breath later, I see him once a year.

Okay.

You with me? - Yeah.

- You sure?

You ready? - Yeah.

- You're with me?

- Yes dad.

- Okay, touch gloves.

- What for?

- Respect, it shows the other fighter you respect him.

- Even though you want to knock his head off?

- That's right, come on.

- All right.

- Okay, jab, jab.

Right, left.

Okay, right cross.

Hook.

Right cross.

Come on, get up so I can knock you down again.

Come on you little wussy. - Wussy?

- That's what you are.

It's a combination of wimp and,

I'll tell you when you're older, okay?

- All right. - Okay.

Time out. - All right,

come on, give your old man a hug.

- Go on, get up.

Get up so I can knock you down again you wussy.

- Now you die.

- Stop, stop!

- You sucker punched me!

- It was a faint. - Oh, a faint huh?

I'll give you a faint.

- Look out Willy!

- Hey, it's a horny toad.

- Whatever it is, it's going to be dead.

- No!

See? It's friendly.

- Ain't nothing friendly out here buddy.

- Bravo!

You're gonna make her dizzy.

- Boo!

- Willy!

- It's only a horny toad, it can't hurt you, see?

- Get it out of here.

- Don't be a wussy.

- A what?

- It's a combination of wimp and something else.

- Yeah, I can imagine, where'd you learn that?

- I don't know.

I don't remember.

- Willy, you better put that back.

- Come on dad, let me have it please?

Come on dad, can I please have it?

- No son, put it back.

- Oh come on dad, please?

- Well, okay.

- All right!

- Oh my god.

Ouch!

Son of a bitch!

Jesus Christ!

Nice kitty.

It's fangs were this big.

- Well, I'm glad you didn't shoot it.

- I'm glad it didn't make me.

- Oh, you sure are tight.

- What the hell?

- Dad help!

- Willy, what's the matter?

- It's over there under the floor!

It was just there, it pushed up the floorboard!

- It's okay Willy, we're here.

What was it sweetheart?

- It looked like a snake. - Be careful Manse!

- It had claws where the head should be.

- Sounds like you were dreaming sweetheart.

- No, I saw it!

- It was awfully dark in here,

you sure it wasn't a nightmare?

- I saw it.

- Okay.

Tomorrow morning I'll check the cellar for snakes.

- I think he's afraid of the dark.

- No, he's never had that problem.

- Well, do you think he's doing it for attention?

- No, he's got an overactive imagination.

Hell, he's been slaying dragons since before he could walk.

- I didn't know that.

- There's a lot you don't know.

Hell, there's a lot I don't know.

- What do you mean?

- Every time I see him, he's four inches taller.

- Manse, you've got the whole summer to be together.

- What, five weeks?

By the time he's 20 I've spent, what, a year with him?

- What do you see?

- Nothing.

- Well, there's gotta be something.

- Just a bad smell.

- Is that you?

- Don't start with me Emily.

Looks like Dracula's bedroom down here.

- What?

- Great place you got us into Emily.

- Oh, it's awful!

Hello darling, how you doing?

Yeah, you had enough?

That's a good girl, come on sweetheart.

Oh, that's a good girl.

Come, let's go for a walk.

- Is she okay?

- Oh yeah.

Sometimes babies just cry for no reason, then they stop.

Babies are like that.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's better.

She just needed a little air.

That's a girl.

- What the hell?

- Come on Wart, eat.

It's good for you, look.

Good!

Wart won't eat.

- Well, what does he eat when he's outside?

- Bugs!

Too much voltage.

Cool!

Dad, dad!

It's here, it's in the sinkhole!

- What?

- The monster, the one from my bedroom,

it attacked me.

- That monster make you wet your pants Willy boy?

- Willy, get inside. - But dad!

- Right now, go!

- Family trait?

Better put a stop to that right quick!

You don't want your boy runnin around in wet britches do ya?

- What's the big joke? He's just a kid.

- See the look on his face?

You gotta admit it, it was pretty funny.

- Big deal, he wet his pants.

You didn't have to laugh at him!

- Whoa, take it easy.

- No, you take it easy.

- Don't mess with me, bird.

Too blurry.

- I'm glad to see you, I really missed you.

- I missed you too.

- You know, even though we're not together all the time,

I still love you all the time, don't you?

- I know.

- Partners, right? - Partners.

Good, you know how this works?

- Detonator closes the circuit.

- Right!

- Hey Willie, when that charge goes,

you better squeeze your pecker,

you don't want to wet your britches!

- Lay off Kyle.

- Won't you squeeze your lip Manse

before it costs you your job!

Tommy, don't go wandering off!

- I ain't going nowhere.

- He's an asshole.

- Whoops!

- God dammit Cachen you stupid son of a bitch!

- What's so damn funny, you little punk?

- You look like you wet your pants.

- What? - You heard him,

he said you look like you wet your pants.

- Yeah and you look like you're unemployed.

Get off my property!

Both of youl!

- You know Willy, sometimes a man's got to stand up

for himself or people will walk all over him.

You understand what I'm saying don't you?

- Sure dad, you got fired.

- How are we doing?

- Didn't make it.

- Are you sure?

- Everything will be all right.

- I could get a job.

- Look, you want to help?

You sell the damn horse and no more decorating.

- Okay.

I'll sell the horse.

- Look, I'll get a job, okay?

- Hey, what's the matter?

Here, she needs me.

- I can do it. - No Manse,

she doesn't need you.

- Don't ever say she doesn't need me!

- Please, she's hungry.

- I don't care, just don't say it!

- Hey, don't go under there.

- Hey kiddo, I thought I told you not to take Wart

out of the store room.

I don't want that lizard running loose all over this house.

- It got him.

- What got him?

- The thing in the cellar.

- Did Wart get in the cellar?

- It jerked him under the door.

- Oh, then he's still down there, come on.

We'll go get him.

- No!

- Well, you want him back don't ya?

Okay, I'll go myself.

- No, don't.

I took him outside to play and he got loose from me.

- Oh Willy.

I don't care that you lost Wart.

What matters is that you feel free

to tell me the truth, okay?

Is that a deal? - Yeah.

- Okay, let's go get Wart. - No!

- A monster in the cellar?

Now, didn't you tell me you saw it in the sinkhole?

- Well maybe he has a tunnel, I don't know.

- Maybe your imagination's working overtime?

- I'm not dad, look, I'll show you.

- No!

No monsters, they don't exist.

It's silly to be afraid.

- Shoo, shoo!

- Hey, give me 50 cents.

- I ain't got it.

- Oh yeah, who'd you call?

- My mom, she wasn't home.

- Hey partner! - Hi.

- Why are you so glum?

Sometimes it helps to get it off your chest.

- Not if no one believes you.

- Yeah.

Maybe they just don't understand.

- My mom would understand.

- Sure she would.

That young Indian,

he's still hanging around

around your daddy's place?

- Who?

- Sam John.

He's a tough looking Comanche Indian.

Camps near that burnt down oil rig.

- Were those his rabbits?

I had to let them go,

it didn't look like I knew and was taking care of 'em.

- Willy, come here.

Here.

You better wear this.

- What is it?

- It's a jack rabbit's paw.

It brings good luck.

- It didn't bring the rabbit much luck.

- Yeah.

But that's how it works.

The rabbit's a sacrifice, he's innocent.

He gets took so you don't have to be.

See what I mean?

- Not really.

- You know how a cross keeps Dracula away?

- Like wolf's bane or garlic?

- Yeah, it's like that.

If you wear it all the time, it'll keep the creature,

it'll keep evil away.

- How could such a little paw keep evil away?

- Well, it ain't so much the paw,

it's the ritual.

You see, Indians use rituals to ask God

to put his power in the paws.

It's like receiving communion.

The wafer don't have no power to take your sins away,

God does, see?

- What are you going to wear for good luck?

- I guess I'll just have to rely on this.

Damn!

Do you always do so good your first try?

- Sometimes my dad gets mad at me

because I don't need his help as much as he wants.

- Well, you ought to let people like me and your daddy

at least pretend we're helping you,

it make us feel better.

- I like being with you TC, you listen.

- I guess I know what it's like when nobody listens.

You wait there a minute Willy, I want to check something.

Willy,

get back to the house!

- What's wrong? - Nothing!

Just get home!

Go!

Don't let loose of that rabbit paw!

I shoulda done this a long time ago, you bastard!

Goddam son of a bitch!

- You got TC and you got Wart

but you're not going to get me,

I'm gonna beat you.

Wow, he chewed off his own paw.

- It was really weird the way TC died.

- It was an accident.

- Where did all those feathers come from?

- He hit a bird.

- He hit more than one bird.

- So he hit a flock.

- It's just really strange,

I get this weird feeling about it.

- You're just like the old guy and now he's gone.

- What's wrong?

- What's wrong with what?

- With you.

Manse.

You're not giving me the good stuff, Manse.

Where's the good stuff?

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

Leave us alone!

- It's okay baby, I love you.

- Something's going on.

- Please tell me about it.

- I don't know what it is.

- We can look it up, baby. - I don't know what it is.

- No!

TC said never take it off.

- I bet I know what those are for, I bet I do!

- What?

- You're going hunting right? You're gonna go hunting!

- That's right, yeah.

- That was pretty good, huh?

It was either that or you was going to go kill someone,

I just guessed. - That's a good guess.

- I bet I know what those are for.

- I bet you don't.

- Willy, put them back.

- Dad, I need these.

- Look, I'm tired of your crap, put them back.

- But dad, I have to-

- Wait, I don't get it, why are you doing this?

- You wouldn't understand.

Besides, I don't have time to explain it.

- Oh, what's this?

- Give it to me.

- No.

- Just give it to me!

- Why? What's the big deal?

- Just give it to me.

- Here you go. - Give it to me!

- Whoa!

- Tommy, get out!

Tommy it's coming, hurry get out!

Get out!

Tommy come on!

Hurry, Tommy!

Tommy!

- No trace.

- 'Cause he's not in there!

What did you do with my boy, Cachen?

- Nothing.

- I'm telling you sheriff,

This assholes just trying to get back at me

because I fired him!

- Now, take it easy Kyle.

- Arrest the bastard, search his house!

- Earl, take Kyle to the car.

- This is bullshit!

I'll be back Cachen.

I'll find him and when I do,

I'll hang your ass you chicken shit bastard!

He's got my son I tell you!

That bastard!

Aren't you guys going to do something?

- Well, we can't find a body.

Maybe you should come up with a different story.

- What, you think I did something to him?

- The boy drowns, the body don't disappear,

not in a hole like that.

- Well, they must've missed something

because that's what Willy told me.

- Boatwright says you were kind of short-tempered.

- Now, what's that supposed to mean?

- 12 pounds of dynamite, I'd say that's pretty short.

- I was just trying to scare him.

- Yeah, I imagine you did that.

You're still trying to scare him?

- Look, I didn't do anything to his kid.

- You're hiding something, Cachen.

- I'm telling you the truth.

- Then your son's lying!

- Why? Why would he do that?

- Cover for Tommy.

Wouldn't be the first time Tommy ran away.

- Now that's what happened Sheriff, Tommy probably ran away.

- Now, when your boy calms down, you talk to him.

Then I want you to give me a call.

- Sheriff, I found these down by the bank.

- Can I see that?

- Willy?

I need to know what happened out there, Willy.

- I already told you.

- Now, I can't tell the sheriff a monster ate Tommy,

I need to know the truth.

- That is the truth.

- Where's Tommy?

Did he run away? Did he make you promise not to tell?

- He's in the sinkhole.

- No, he's not in the sink hole,

they dragged the sink hole, there's no one in there.

- Maybe the monster ate his bones too.

- Look, I don't want to hear that, do you understand me?

No more fooling around.

- I know what I saw, the monster got him.

- You stop it.

I want the truth, do you understand? Stop it!

- All right, he ran away,

that's what you want to hear right?

- He ran away?

- That's what you want to hear.

- Did he run away?

- Yes.

- Good, I want you to call the sheriff

and tell him you've been lying.

- Tommy!

Tommy!

Tommy, are you in there?

Tommy?

Tommy?

Tommy?

Tommy, is that you?

- He wants to talk to you.

- Hello?

Yes.

No, that's what he told me Sheriff, Tommy ran away.

No, he doesn't know where he went.

No, I am not trying to put anything off on my kid.

Yes, I will.

Goodnight.

The bastard doesn't even believe me.

- Why?

- Because Willy changes his story every five minutes.

You know, I got a real problem

with your sense of truth, young man.

Do you see why it's impossible for me to believe you?

- No.

- Flying snakes, creatures in the cellar,

a monster eats Tommy.

What is next?

- It's true.

- You just told the sheriff that Tommy ran away.

- Because you made me.

- Manse, maybe he needs help.

- He needs a belt, that's what he needs.

- Manse, you're blowing this all out of proportion.

A boy is missing, just how serious

does this have to get?

- It's okay Willy. - Oh, that's great,

that's great!

Willy wants to act like a baby, so we treat him like a baby.

- I'm not a baby. - Oh no?

Then where'd you get this?

And who gave her this?

- It's good luck.

- This is the real world pal, you better wake up.

- You're scared of it too.

- What?

- You're scared, I've seen you.

- What?

You want to see who's scared?

I'll give you something to be scared about!

- Manse, leave him alone.

- Look, I'm doing this for his own good.

- What are you going to do?

- I'm going to jolt him out of the dream world

he's living in, now get out of my way!

- Not til you calm down.

- All right.

Okay.

You just stand there til you rot.

- What are you doing?

Manse, this is no way to handle it!

- He's my kid, I'll do what I want!

- Fine! You want me to call his mother?

- Good, good.

You're starting to remind me of that bitch!

- Won't you stop it!

- Who the hell do you think you are?

- He's just a child!

- He's my child!

You're staying in here til you quit this shit!

- Stop it!

- Dad let me out, please!

I won't cause any more trouble!

I'll go home if you want me to, I won't, I swear to God!

- Mance, don't do this.

Please, don't do this!

- I'm going in there! - Emily, listen to me-

- Manse, you get out of my way, this is stupid!

- Shut up!

- Why don't you just shut yourself in there

and see how you like it!

- Goddam, he won't do you any good!

- Willy, what are you doing?

- Look out!

It's not my imagination, it's real.

- It sure as hell is!

Emily, get them out of here!

- Mance, no!

- Dad, get out of the water, now!

Son of a bitch, fry!

- Willy, the pipe!

- You okay, dad?

- Get out of here!

- Willy, get your sister to safety.

- No, I have to help dad! - Willy, no!

It's too dangerous!

Willy!

- Dad, where are you?

Dad! - Mance, no!

Harder, push!

Willy?

Willy please! We've got to get out of here!

- No, that thing killed dad!

And I'm going to make it pay for it!

- Willy, please hurry before it comes back.

- Almost finished.

There, let's go.

- What are we doing here?

- This is where the tunnel comes out.

Come on, I can set it off from the road.

- Wait, I think I see something.

- Emily, don't!

Dad! - Willy help me out,

the thing's right behind me!

Let's get the hell out of here!

All right son, do it!

- Come on, come on! - What's wrong?

- I don't know, it should work!

- Son of a bitch! - Manse, no!

- Dad!

- Get off!

Is everybody all right? - Yeah.

Where's April?

- She's safe in the car.

- I'm sorry Willy.

- It's all right dad.

- No it's not, I should have believed you.

I was afraid you wouldn't love me

if you thought I was afraid.

- Dad.

- Thanks son.