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Gordan, your mother died.

Next time you decide to call, write.

I need to get home.

C... can you just take me to the nearest train station?

I would really appreciate it.

Please.

my appropriate motel.

Please.

It's... it's a nice place you got here.

What are you doing in Ghimlia?

Okay.

Just passing through.

Gordan Greenbaum.

Yeah.

I don't think I caught your name now.

Zulema.

Yeah, Zulema.

This Ghimlia doesn't take too kindly to strangers,

or Americans for that matter.

So, I guess I'll be going.

Listen, I didn't mean to intrude...

You can't leave!

I'm sorry?

You be killed.

-You stupid American! -I would like to leave!

You be killed out there!

Don't you hear them?

Who?

Lupii.

Adrian.

My husband.

Don't worry, he's dead.

Cancer, two years ago.

Sorry.

Not if you knew what kind of a man he was.

Come.

Creier pane.

What is it?

Fried brain.

So...

Your English, how did it get to be so damn good?

Silly, but as a young girl like dreamt of visiting America.

Did you?

Look around.

What do you think?

Yeah, well...

I wanted to get out, but I'm stuck here, so...

Wow! You wanted to leave America?

What was that?

Olga.

We're not alone?

After Adrian died, I moved back to Ghimlia

to take care of my grandmother.

I see.

She can be a mean old bitch, but I love her.

When you came into town, from which direction did you come?

East maybe.

I'm... I'm not sure. Why?

Then you passed Olga's food stand.

What? Oh, really?

You would be surprised how much money she makes in a season.

Only place to get anything fresh in Ghimlia.

One year the stand was robbed.

When they caught the thief, he was drunk,

hiding in the farm on the other side of town.

He spent all the money on some alcohol.

They tied him to a tree, left him without food or water.

After a week, they found him dead.

Chewed off his own tongue.

Anyway...

You forgot this.

You know that you are the first man I invited

in this house since my husband died.

Morning.

Don't mind if I do.

Well, it's nice to meet you, too.

Yes.

Olga!

What?

What?

I... I... I... I really don't know what you're saying.

Huh?

I don't know what that means.

Olga.

Olga.

No!

Olga, I didn't mean to.

Olga, I didn't mean to!

Olga, no!

No, no, no.

No! Wait.

Wait, wait, wait, please don't do this.

Please don't do this! I beg you!

It's okay, please.

Please, just take the box.

I don't want the box.

Please! I don't want... I don't even want the money.

Just take it back!

Please!

Just take the money back!

No, no, no, no.

I can fix this.

I can fix it.

I can fix this.

I can fix it.

I can fix it.

Okay. Okay.

You fucking bitch. You bitch!

No.

You stupid fucking idiot!

I told you!

Get up.

Get up.

Fuck!

You stupid fucking idiot!

I clean up and shower.

I can fix this.

Sorry!

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry, get up!

I'm so sorry, get up!

Olga?

Gordan?

Gordan.

Hey, hey.

Everything okay?

It's just...

One of those days.

Olga went for a walk.

I'm sorry I'm here.

I was planning on leaving when I get out.

Stay.

I should just... I should go.

Well, I'm cooking goat.

Always makes me feel a little better.

Stay, Gordan.

At least for dinner.

Yesterday, I spoke to my father for the first time

in five months.

My mom is dead.

Gordan, I'm... I'm so sorry.

W... what happened?

She was sick

and I wasn't there when she needed me.

It's easier to run.

So, that's what I did for 13 months, as far as I could,

and I never looked back.

It's hard to watch a loved one getting sicker every day.

And you can't stop the pain.

And the pills can stop the pain.

I mean they can, but only for so long and so much.

And you feel hopeless, helpless, tied up.

I don't blame you, Gordan, I... I would have done the same thing,

except I had nowhere to go.

I'm worried about Olga.

She didn't go to the stand.

I would have passed her on my way back.

Maybe she got lost.

In Gimlia?

You know what?

I bet any minute now, she comes walking through that door.

Any minute.

It will be dark.

She knows better than to travel at night.

You know I... I don't think I've seen a better-looking meal

in my entire life, Zulema.

I'd like to eat before it gets cold.

I'm not one for superstitions, but I hear it's bad luck

to skip a good dinner.

Oh, Gordan, I... I think too much.

Yes. And you know what?

This will help.

Here is to a wonderful host, who has been nothing

but generous since I've arrived.

-And... and to just a... -Olga.

And to Olga.

Ooh! Wow!

Olga's.

Not for us.

What happened to your cheek?

I must have cut myself shaving.

You're a bad liar, Gordan.

Zulema, I cut myself.

I mean it's embarrassing, but it's the truth.

Let's play a game.

Okay.

Schimbarea.

Me and Adrian did this one all the time.

It's quite simple.

You ask a question, but you must answer it with the truth.

And only the truth.

And if you don't?

Cursed.

Forever.

So, it's one of those games.

Okay.

Let's do it.

Have you ever cheated?

Twice.

On a test.

Have you ever masturbated more than three times in one day?

No.

Have you ever kissed a man?

Never.

Have you ever kissed a girl?

Yes.

Did you love your mother?

What?

Did you love your mother?

Of course I loved my...

Did you bring a child into this world, Zulema?

Well?

I have.

Well... well, it... it wasn't mine.

I don't understand.

I didn't bear the child, yet I was its mother.

And Adrian was...

Yes.

Goodnight, Gordan.

Wait!

Hold on.

Ask me more.

Come on, I just... I just... I just.

Tomorrow, Olga will return.

Good night.

Mom.

Take it!

All I have left.

I love you.

What happened?

You were sleepwalking.

Sleepwalking?

I found you in the barn.

You... you were on the floor.

I need a cigarette.

It... it was... I... I... I was...

Sleepwalking.

No.

No, no, no.

I... I... I was just scared.

I... I couldn't move.

You had a bad dream.

No.

No, it was re... it was real.

I remember.

You need to rest.

Okay.

Yeah.

Yeah.

No!

It was real.

I know what I saw.

You believe me, don't you?

Zulema, don't you?

She's not returned, Gordan.

I fear she is dead.

You were the last one who saw her.

I... I told you what I know, Zulema.

She went for a walk.

Olga, she was... sh... she is very old.

And someone her age suffering from dementia,

I mean they... they wander off, they get lost all the time.

I... I had a grandmother with dementia and she...

You are full of shit, Gordan! Let it out.

I told you! What are you doing?

Please, please!

Please, please!

Please, please, please, that hurts, Zulema!

I... I'm not lying to you. I'm not lying! I'm not.

I don't where she is.

Please, please!

Zulema, what the fuck?

Listen, you're just... you're... you're being emotional, okay?

I told you the truth!

- You're right. - Get the fuck!

What am I doing?

What?

What?

Can you turn it down?

Zulema! Please!

I must confess since Olga disappeared,

I've became a mess.

I don't know what to do.

I can't eat or sleep.

I feel numb.

She is like a mother to me.

If you don't mind me asking, where is your mom?

She died in childbirth.

All due respect, sounds like your family is cursed, Zulema.

The Pavlovi women are strong.

Our history shows this.

It's the men who are cursed.

We're all fucked one way or another.

The Greenbaums, it's colon cancer.

I'm sorry about your mom, though.

I think about her every day.

Me, too. My mom I mean.

Doctor said she would never conceive.

Well, here I am.

My mother may have died giving birth to me, Gordan,

but not without putting up the biggest fight.

She lost five letters of blood that day.

Five.

My mom was like that.

She refused to die.

Death is funny that way I guess.

There's nothing funny about losing a mother.

I need to show you something.

Devil's tree.

Inside are the souls of the unholy.

Why did you bring me here?

It's important to see.

I've seen enough.

Ow. Fuck.

No, no, no, no, no.

No.

No! No, no, you stupid.

What the fuck?

Here.

I want to apologize for the way I've acted the past few days.

Don't worry about it.

No, I'm sorry.

As soon as this leg heals up, I'll be on my way.

I bow before you, asking for forgiveness.

What are you do... Zulema.

I am ashamed of my actions and my false accusations.

I cannot live. I can't.

Okay, okay, okay.

I... I suppose I can forgive you.

Alright?

But I... I want you to know that I am deeply hurt.

I would never harm your family, ever!

Oh, Gordan, I know you wouldn't.

And you would never steal from us.

Never.

- Open it. - There's just...

Open it!

I found it in your room.

I've never seen that box.

- Where did you bury her? - Hold... hold on.

Why're you going through my s...

Tell me where she is!

Hold on, I need to... it's hot.

- Tell me. - Okay. Just let me think.

What did you do?

What did you do?

Mushroom tea.

Oh, it's hot. It's hot!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Stop laughing!

Stop! Just... I didn't! I didn't.

I'm alive!

I'm alive.

I'm alive, motherfuckers!

I'm alive!

I'm alive, motherfuckers!

Wa... water. Wa... water.

Is the night over?

I don't know anymore.

What happened to your child?

We were coming back from the stand.

It was dark.

They took him.

Who?

Lupii.

I'm sorry.

I'm not supposed to be here.

Gordan, did you hurt her?

So, tell me about Adrian.

Selfish.

Dishonest.

Disloyal.

Sounds like a real winner.

You said he had cancer.

What kind?

-Zulema? -Hmm.

What kinda cancer did Adrian have?

I'm afraid I haven't been entirely honest with you,

Gordan.

About what?

My husband.

He never had cancer.

Okay.

He stopped eating.

Then one day, he stopped talking.

Or should I say couldn't talk.

He became very, very ill.

What do you call that then?

Justice.

I'm fucking freezing.

You know, I'm really starting to like it here.

I mean it's cold as hell, but it sure beats the Burgh.

Burgh?

Oh, Pittsburgh.

You have any Benadryl?

I think I must be allergic to hay.

I mean we were rolling around in it last night

like a couple of animals.

It was... it was hot.

The barn sex.

But maybe next time we consider using the mattress.

And what's make you think I want to fuck you again?

Um, I j...

J... yeah. I...

I th... I just... I thought... w... I thought we had a connection.

Don't flatter yourself.

We're out of wood.

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

I used to despise cutting wood.

I'd get so many blisters and splinters.

My hands would swell up like mitts.

But such is life on a farm.

Oh, and I wanted to tell you I don't want you sleeping

in the house anymore.

What?

- I don't want you sleeping in the house... - No, I... I... I... I... I heard you.

Is there a problem?

Nope.

Good.

Zulema!

What are you doing down here?

I don't have room for animals in this house.

Don't call me an animal!

But that's what you are.

Just like Adrian.

I know what you've done.

We've dealt with men like you for centuries.

- You're all the same. - You're a fucking witch!

Please.

You lied to me and now you're cursed.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

I didn't want to... I didn't want to do it,

but she... she won't stop.

She didn't listen.

Tomorrow night, Gordan Greenbaum will cease to exist.

-Please. -Forever.

Zulema, you have to help...

Fucking beast!

Fucking beast!

How could you!

Dear father.

I'm writing this in hopes that it finds you well.

I've taken residence in a small village in Romania.

I've met a beautiful woman.

And we will have lots of children.

I miss home.

Farm work is hard.

Some nights, I don't sleep.

Despite this, I have never been happier in my entire life.

I think Mom would be proud.

Love, Gordan.