Butchers Book Two: Raghorn (2024)

[bunniefuu]

(subway rumbling)

(ominous music)

(shovel thudding)

She was a strict momma.

But she was fair.

And whenever we was in trouble,

us boys, she would always...

(car rumbling)

Well, that's interesting.

(Steven sighs)

I'm sure it's nothing.

Steven?!

I think someone's out here!

[Steven] What?!

Someone's out here!

[Steven] I can't hear you!

Behind you!

(shovel thuds)

(tense music)

Oh, my god!

Steven!

Get up!

(tense music)

Get up!

(Celeste screams)

(chains jingling)

(Celeste whimpers)

(Celeste groans)

(footsteps pattering)

Well, well, well.

Looks like Christmas

came early this year, hm?

I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking, "lI heard about

this sorta thing happening,

but I didn't think it would

happen to little ol' me."

(Owen chuckles)

Well, it has.

But you're gonna be famous.

You're gonna be on one of

those Missing Persons posters.

When they send it out, I'm

putting it in my window.

Not of your boyfriend

'cause he is dead.

But you, I'm keeping you alive.

I got plans for you.

And thusly, you and I should get

intimately acquainted,

don't you think?

Hm?

Excuse my hands in there.

I know they're cold.

Hm?

You know what I'm looking for, huh?

Found it.

I'm impressed.

Most girls, they try to

scream and panic, not you.

Celeste.

What a beautiful name.

And a great picture.

I'm Owen.

You already met my brother, Oswald.

Quiet.

A quiet, celestial being, hm?

I like that.

It's good.

It's real good,

'cause around here,

silence is golden.

I really mean that.

So you keep that tongue

inside your head.

You use it, you lose it.

You know what you should be doing.

Go on!

I hate to leave you hanging here,

but I got work to do.

(door scraping)

(door clunks)

(breathing heavily)

(eerie music)

(cleaver thudding)

[Oswald] You wanna lay down?

(ominous music)

(cage rattling)

(door scraping)

(door clunks)

(eerie music)

[Chris] So tell us

what it's like to be 25.

Why?

[Chris] So you can look

back at this when you're 50.

[Taylor] Like she's gonna care.

[Chris] Of course she's gonna care.

25 years from now,

everyone's gonna be filming

everything they do, okay?

Trust me.

Why?

Are they gonna be as bored as you?

(engine clanks)

(engine hisses)

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

(engine sputtering)

f*ck!

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

(engine hissing)

Jesus.

[Chris] What is it?

It's the f*cking radi, get

that thing outta my face.

f*ck.

[Taylor] What's going on?

[Chris] It's the radiator, I think.

[Taylor] Great, just

what we f*cking need.

I'm gonna walk.

Pretty sure there's a gas

station up the road a few miles.

Do you wanna walk with me?

Do you need me to walk with you?

(hands thudding)

(hood slams)

Whoa.

Where you going?

There's a gas station up that way.

If they can't fix the car, at

least they'll have a phone.

Okay.

What's going on?

What happened last night?

Mm, it's not just last night.

He's been lying about where

he's been the past few weeks.

Some other chick?

I don't know.

All I know is, I bring

it up, he shuts me down.

Just wanna go home.

All right, then, I'll go with him.

Make sure it gets done quick.

Okay.

[Chris] Taylor.

Where you going?

To help Mike.

Don't go wandering away.

And lay off with the f*cking camera.

(ominous music)

(crickets chirping)

(sickle scraping)

(loud roaring)

It's all right, don't you worry

It's all right, don't you cry

(loud roaring)

It's all right, don't you worry

'Cause Momma's still alive

[Taylor] Hey!

[Mike] What are you doing?

[Taylor] Coming with you.

Why?

[Taylor] 'Cause I want to.

It's just me.

I told Chris to

hang back with Jenna.

And I told her there'd

be no time wasted.

Hey, we got sh*t tickets

if we need 'em.

What?

sh*t tickets.

It's better than using leaves.

How far out do you think we are?

From home?

[Chris] Yeah.

About a hundred miles?

[Chris] How long to walk that?

[Jenna] Three miles

an hour, about 33 hours.

[Chris] So, like a day and a half?

Without sleep, yeah.

[Chris] No wonder I never go anywhere.

Yeah, well, we should

have stayed home last night.

[Chris] You really

didn't have a good time?

For a guy who likes to

videotape people at every moment,

you're not very observant.

Whoa.

You can stay here.

But what if something

happens to you?

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

But what if it does?

[Jenna] Then you'll be

wiping your a*s with leaves.

(bell jingles)

(bell jingles)

(ominous music)

[Taylor] Mike, your eyeballs

are burning holes into my pockets.

[Mike] Sure Jenna's not coming?

She doesn't wanna talk to you.

She knows you're lying to her.

She said that?

[Taylor] Mm-hm.

What do you think?

What I think is that

your relationship's over.

Has been for a while.

So how far away is

this gas station?

I don't know, another

half hour or so.

Good.

And pull out this time.

Last time, you didn't.

(Taylor moaning)

(camera snaps)

(camera whirs)

The f*ck was that?

[Mike] What was what?

[Taylor] No, didn't you hear that?

[Mike] Wait, you think they're coming?

sh*t.

(Mike sighs)

I told you, they're not coming.

And neither are we, apparently.

Let's just get to

someone who has a phone,

and who can fix my car.

(urine splashing)

(ominous music)

Good times?

It's weird, I tripped over a wire.

And I found on a tree.

[Chris] So?

It was a hand print.

A hunter could've gone

hunting, k*lled a dear,

got some blood on his hands,

and just wiped it on a tree.

It's not hunting season.

(ominous music)

(flies buzzing)

[Mike] Aren't you worried

that he's gonna find out?

If I were you, I'd be more worried

about Jenna finding out.

Yeah, but I'm not

the one who's supposed

to be her best friend.

I'm not her best friend.

Come on, Taylor, you're the

only girl she brought with her

on her 25th birthday trip.

Well, she's not my best friend.

Obviously not.

I wouldn't worry about it.

If she finds out, she'll just

blame me and stay with you.

[Mike] Yeah, right.

Yeah.

Right.

That's what girls do.

(footsteps rustling)

[Jenna] Did you find it?

[Chris] Yeah.

[Jenna] And?

I'll give it to you,

it's f*cking weird.

But whatever.

You know, if it makes

you feel any better,

I didn't have a really good

time last night either.

I'm just saying, it wasn't

all, like, "woo-hoo"

for everyone there, except for you.

That doesn't help, Chris.

[Chris] Well, what happened?

Maybe I can help.

(gentle music)

(Jenna sighs)

Life.

Life happened.

[Taylor] This place?

[Mike] Yeah.

[Taylor] Looks ancient.

[Mike] So what?

Let's go.

Hello?

(fan whirring)

I'm sure they're just in the back.

Hello?!

(chain rattles)

Hello?

Hello?

[Owen] Morning.

Morning.

[Owen] Can I help you with something?

Yeah, car broke down.

About 45 minutes back that way.

[Owen] Outta gas?

No, the radiator's busted.

Ouch.

(Owen chuckles)

Whew.

Where you headed?

[Mike] Back to Spencerville.

You live there?

[Taylor] Yeah.

Together?

[Mike] No. No.

We're just friends.

[Taylor] Yeah, we're not together.

We just f*ck.

[Mike] Taylor.

(Owen chuckles)

Well!

Best get you folks back

on the road, then.

So you can you fix it?

Hell no.

[Mike] But you don't even

know what's wrong with it.

Don't need to.

Ain't got no replacement

radiators here, anyhow.

Best thing you folks to

do is call a tow truck,

get your asses back to the car,

and get it towed to Spencerville

and get it fixed there.

You know, when you're

home, safe and sound.

[Mike] Okay, yeah, that was plan B.

[Owen] Well, boy, it's plan A now.

[Mike] You know the number?

Off by heart.

(dial whirring)

Willard!

Got a car, needs a tow.

About two and half miles

south of here.

Kid says they need to

go to Spencerville.

Mm-hm.

What kind of car is it?

It's an '81 Monte Carlo.

It's a Chev.

Radiator's shot.

Uh-huh.

Mm.

Says he can be here

in about a half hour.

Great.

We'll start back right now.

I mean, friends are

there already, so..

Your friends?

Yeah.

We got two friends back at the car.

Oh.

He says there's two more

of them back at the car.

Uh-huh, I know.

Well, look, why don't

you pick them up here?

No sense of them

walking all the way

if you're gonna

drive past anyhow.

Right, right.

All right.

Half hour.

It's Willard, you said?

Willard. That's right.

[Mike] Great.

(Owen spits)

What is that?

(ominous music)

(camera snaps)

(camera whirs)

Did he just take our picture?

Yeah.

Where's your camera?

That was f*cking weird.

Did you get it?

(button clicks)

(camera whirs)

[Taylor] Where the

f*ck is this tow truck?

[Mike] Just relax.

No, the guy's f*cking nasty.

Hey.

Keep your voice down.

[Taylor] He even talks weird.

I'm out.

[Mike] What are you doing?

[Taylor] Just pick me up on the way.

[Mike] Pick you up on the way.

f*ck you, pick you up on the way.

(ominous music)

(metallic clanking)

[Owen] Goddammit!

(Owen mumbling)

(loud crashing)

(Owen mumbling)

(metallic clattering)

[Owen] Oh, baby, we're

gonna be here all day.

[Mike] Hey, you all

right back there?!

(Owen grunts)

(metallic clattering)

[Owen] No!

(Owen groans)

Goddammit.

(Owen mumbling)

Come on!

Come on, baby.

(Owen grunting)

[Mike] What is that?

Hobby of mine.

Antique.

If I can ever get the..

(clacks loudly)

(Owen groans)

Son of a b*tch.

[Mike] You okay?

Yeah.

The one g*dd*mn lever won't budge.

(Owen sighs)

[Mike] Why don't you

let me give it a go?

(Owen sighs)

Be my guest.

Watch your finger.

[Man] Yeah, it's on

there pretty tight.

(tense music)

(wrench thuds)

[Chris] Why the f*ck would he do that?

[Jenna] We're leaving.

[Chris] Wait.

(leaves rustling)

(ominous music)

(leaves rustling)

Maybe it's just some weird

dude taking photos of sh*t.

[Jenna] Sure, way off the main roads.

Miles and miles from anywhere.

What is it?

[Chris] It's us.

Stay close to me with that thing.

Let's get to this

f*cking gas station.

(ominous music)

Mike?

Hello?!

Anyone?!

Help you?

Holy sh*t, you scared the f*ck outta me.

[Owen] Well, I'm sorry.

Where's my friend?

[Owen] Oh, bathroom.

[Taylor] I called for

him, he didn't answer.

Oh, it's in the back.

Kinda hard to hear.

You can go on in if you want.

That's all right.

I'll wait for him outside.

Suit yourself.

(Taylor sighs)

Where's this bathroom?

Mike, come on!

Darling, you wanna talk

to him, you go back there.

I'm trying to concentrate.

It's delicate.

(eerie music)

(tense music)

Mike!

(handle rattling)

(tinkling music)

(Taylor screams)

(wrench clanks)

(Owen panting)

(eerie music)

(chains rattling)

(Mike panting)

(ominous music)

(chains jingling)

[Mike] Taylor.

Taylor! Taylor!

Come on, Taylor.

(Mike mumbles)

Taylor, come on.

Stop!

Hey, stop!

(prod crackles)

Stop.

Good boy.

That is one fine-looking piece of meat

you got yourself there.

You really f*cking her?

Yeah?

So you are together.

(Mike whimpering)

Yeah?

You're together?

[Mike] Yeah.

Huh.

Now you got me all

confused, Michael,

'cause if that fine-looking

piece of meat is with you,

then who is this other equally

fine-looking piece of meat

I found in your wallet?

Hm?

I mean, they similar,

but they ain't the same.

Huh?

Did you just lie to me?

(Mike whimpering)

You been a bad boy, Michael?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, you have.

You been sticking

your nasty little pecker

into everything you can,

haven't you?

It's all right.

It's all right.

We all bad around here.

(prod crackling)

(Mike screaming)

Oh-hoo-hoo!

We're gonna have some fun today.

(ominous music)

[Chris] What is it?

[Jenna] It's another one.

[Chris] What's wrong?

b*tch.

That guy took the picture.

Just like he took ours.

Whatever's going on here,

it's f*cked.

And we gotta go, right now.

Why are they doing this?

What, cheating on us?

Yeah.

I just don't get it.

Okay.

First boyfriend.

Three awesome years together.

Best friends.

He f*cked around on me.

I wanted to know why,

just like you do now.

You wanna know what he told me?

You wanna know why he did it?

Because he did.

Because it happens.

Because people are shitty,

and that's what people do.

And that's the only truth

you'll ever get.

But I just don't (yelps).

What the f*ck?!

[Jenna] What the f*ck?!

(tense music)

(Oswald chuckling)

(Chris grunts)

(punch thuds)

Run!

(cleaver rasps)

(Chris groans)

(suspenseful music)

(Chris yelps)

(cleaver rasps)

(Chris screams)

(cleaver rasps)

(Chris screams)

(tense music)

(Oswald panting)

(footsteps rustling)

(footsteps rustling)

(Chris whimpering)

(tense music)

(Chris whimpering)

(Oswald chuckling)

(rock thuds)

(Oswald sighs)

Never lasts a day

My heart is almost

breaking while I say

A good man is hard to find

You may get the other kind

Just when you think

that he is your pal

You look for him and find him

fooling round some other gal

Then you rave

You even crave to see

him laying in his grave

(tense music)

And take away his money,

even lock up all his clothes

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

(tires screeching)

You gotta help me!

There's a crazy guy out there!

[Owen] Hold it, all right,

whoa, whoa, hold on, hold.

What happened?

There's a man.

He's got my friend.

Calm down.

We gotta call the police,

right now!

[Owen] All right, all right,

I got a phone in the house.

Go on, get in, go on.

All right, you're safe.

All right, don't really have much,

but there's a phone's inside!

Goonin!

(tense music)

Oh. Good ahead.

(dial whirring)

I don't think it's working.

You gonna wanna be careful with that.

It's an antique.

Never ceases to amaze me

how desperation makes people so blind.

[Jenna] What do you want?

What do I want?

I wanna lay down some ground rules.

Yeah?

One: You speak out of turn with me,

and I'll blow that pretty jaw off.

Two: You do anything other than

exactly what I tell you to do,

I'm gonna sh**t off one

of your extremities.

Maybe a hand at first.

I don't know, do it again, a foot.

But do it more than four times?

I will blow off that

pretty head of yours.

Understood?

Why are you doing this?

(Owen shushing)

(Owen chuckles)

You don't done get it.

That is speaking outta turn.

Speaking outta turn.

Understood?

(Owen chuckles)

Come on, why don't you go

and help me with something?

Go and make yourself useful.

Come on.

Come on.

(hand thuds)

(Owen sniffs)

Now.

Now, now, now.

Now, go on.

(Owen sighs)

(Celeste gurgling)

Well, go on.

She ain't dead or nothing.

Get her out.

Come on.

Don't be such a f*cking sissy.

Come on!

Let's go!

Well, let's try not to k*ll

her in the process, shall we?

(Owen chuckles)

What are you doing?

Pick her up!

Come on!

I said, pick her up.

Pick her up!

Throw her over your shoulder,

and let's walk her inside!

No! f*ck you!

Do not take that tone

with me, you f*cking c**t!

You remember the rules?!

You remember the rules I said?!

You pick her up!

Pick her up!

Pick her up.

(ominous music)

Go on.

You can go ahead and

put her over there.

(Celeste gurgling)

That'll do, darling.

For now.

(g*n thuds)

(ominous music)

(receiver thuds)

(door scraping)

"To be, or not to be,

that is the question.

Whether 'tis nobler

in the mind to suffer

the slings and arrows

of outrageous fortune,

or to take arms against

a sea of troubles,

and by opposing end them

to die, to sleep; no more;

and by a sleep, to say

we end the heartache,

and the thousand natural shocks

that flesh is heir to?

"Tis a con, con..."

Consummation!

"Consummation devoutly to be wished.

To die, to sleep,

to sleep, perchance to dream;

aye, there's the rub,

for in that sleep of death,

what dreams may come,

when we have shuffled

off this mortal coil."

(suspenseful music)

(both whimpering)

(thuds loudly)

(ox roars)

(thuds loudly)

(knocking)

(door scraping)

Yes.

Finally, ladies, ladies, ladies,

welcome back to the

land of the living.

Aw, well, I thought you

was never gonna wake up.

Now that you have,

I can see you're both

looking good enough to eat.

(Tyler whimpers)

Metaphorically speaking, of course.

We don't actually eat

people around here.

That'd be just a little too cliche.

Our ox, however, he developed a taste

for that warm, soft human flesh.

No accounting for his taste.

Mine, well, I'm more of

a steak man, I guess.

Like a thick, juicy cut.

Hold on, y'all ain't no

vegetarians, are you?

Good 'cause I f*cking

hate those people.

I'm sorry, baby.

I know those things might

be a little uncomfortable,

but believe me when say

they are for your own good.

You don't understand, there

are worse things than me here.

My brother hears one

word outta your mouth,

he will cut your f*cking tongue out.

(Taylor whimpering)

(Jenna whimpering)

See, he crazy.

You know, in the head.

Now, who we got here?

Let's do this, introductions.

You must be Taylor,

is that correct?

Which makes you Jenna.

Happy belated, by the way.

Case y'all didn't know, I'm Owen.

I thought it might be prudent

to kick off these proceedings

with a little demonstration.

Oswald!

(Taylor whimpering)

(Chris whimpering)

(foot stomps)

(Chris groaning)

(ox roaring)

Honey, he don't like it

when people stare.

(punch thuds)

(Taylor groans)

(ominous music)

(ox roars)

Now, manners are so very,

very important, ladies.

That's why my brother

here's gonna show

you fine, young pieces of meat

exactly what will befall you

if you do not do what you're told.

(Taylor whimpers)

(Jenna whimpers)

Oswald, go ahead.

(Jenna whimpers)

(Chris screaming)

(ox roaring)

(Taylor crying)

(bones cracking)

(Chris groaning)

(ox roars)

(Chris groaning)

(bones cracking)

(Jenna screaming)

(ox roars)

(Taylor whimpering)

(Jenna whimpering)

(ox roars)

Shut up!

(ox groans)

(Owen sighs)

Well, ladies, I'd say

that's pretty clear, mm?

No confusion, no ambiguity,

wouldn't you say so?

Going to take your stunned

silence as compliance, hm?

Hey.

Take him outside.

Cut him up while he's still fresh.

Go on!

It's feeding time.

(ominous music)

(Taylor gurgles)

(vomit splashes)

(Taylor coughs)

Goddammit.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, listen.

Hey, hey!

You gonna behave if I take this out?

(Taylor crying)

You're all right, you're all right.

Listen, no need to feel ashamed.

Lots of people do that.

You'll be all right,

you'll be all right.

What the f*ck is going on?

Where's Mike?

(water splashes)

(Taylor coughing)

Now.

(Taylor coughing)

I know, I know.

Don't that feel a little better, though?

Hm?

Don't you feel a little refreshed?

Well, to answer your question,

Michael will be here shortly.

Course, he might not be in

one piece when he gets here,

but he will be here nonetheless.

Which reminds me, and

I don't mean to be

the bringer of bad tidings,

but this one, she been carrying on

with your man behind your back.

(Owen chuckles)

Oh.

You already know.

Well, ain't that something, huh?

You know, I read this

thing somewhere once,

said the people in this country

think that cheating on them,

it's just about the worst

thing you can do to them.

The second one is just k*lling them.

Don't you find that messed up?

I'm gonna see Michael real soon.

You want me to say something to him?

You love him?

You miss him?

Or you hate him?

You can tell me.

(Owen chuckles)

You know, I don't really

go in for all this drama,

so I'm gonna let you

two work it all out,

get your affairs in order.

(door scraping)

(door clunks)

(Jenna panting)

(flies buzzing)

(Oswald grunts)

(cleaver thuds)

(Taylor whimpering)

(Owen spits)

(cleaver thuds)

(chains rattling)

(cleaver thuds)

Hey.

Hey!

Hey.

(cleaver thuds)

(chains jingling)

(cleaver thuds)

(Jenna mumbling)

One, two, three.

One.

Two.

Three.

(chain rattles)

(Ox roaring)

(chain rattles)

(Ox roars)

(flies buzzing)

(cleaver thuds)

One, two, three.

(chain rattles)

(Ox roars)

(engine whirring)

One.

Two.

Three.

(chain rattles)

(crashes loudly)

(Ox roars)

(lock clicking)

(door scraping)

(footsteps pattering)

(door scraping)

(door clunks)

(lock clicking)

Go, go, go.

(Oswald whimpering)

(Oswald grunts)

(thudding loudly)

Get up, get up, get up.

Get up, get up.

(Oswald grunting)

(thudding loudly)

(Oswald panting)

(Oswald grunting)

Where's the car?

[Jenna] What?

We called for a tow truck.

[Jenna] Oh.

This way, this way.

(Oswald grunts)

(plank crashes)

(pin clatters)

(chains jingling)

When I die, bury me

Hang my ba*ls on a cherry tree

When they're ripe, take a bite

Don't blame me if

they don't taste right

Hey.

Michael.

You awake?

Psst.

(prod crackles)

(prod crackling)

(Mike screams)

Oh, what, think you're

the first pretty boy

to play dead to avoid the prod?

You ain't.

And ain't gonna be the last.

[Mike] Why are you doing this?

Why I am doing this?

Is that what you said?

Why does everybody ask that same

f*cking predictable question?

'Cause it needs doing.

Now, we're gonna take a little trip.

Seeing as I can't have you

giving me any trouble, though,

I gots to put you out again, I'm afraid.

No.

I know, I know.

No, I know, I know.

But, like I said, it needs doing.

Now, I'm in a good mood, okay?

So I'm gonna give you a choice.

How do you want it?

You want Jenna?

Or you want Taylor?

Well, Michael, that's the

real question, ain't it?

Which girl's Michael gonna choose?

Jenna, she's nice.

She's feisty, I like that.

Taylor.

Which one?

Which one, which one, which one?

Ah, you know what?

I wanna be surprised.

Don't tell me, don't tell me.

(prod crackling)

(Michael groans)

(wrench thuds)

(truck engine whirring)

[Taylor] There it is.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Thank God you're still here.

Well, of course, I'm here.

You called, didn't you?

Yeah, well, we need to

leave this place right now.

Mm-hm, well, that is the plan,

but, like, the hell happened to you?

[Taylor] These guys out

there, they k*lled our friend.

What?

Who?

[Taylor] That guy Owen.

Owen Watson?

[Taylor] Yeah, and some

crazy f*cking psycho.

He..

[Jenna] Oswald.

I know Owen.

Don't know no Oswald.

Oh, we have to get outta here!

Can we go, like, right now?!

Please.

Yeah, all right.

Get in the car.

We can't ride with you?

Nobody rides in my baby but me.

Now just get in the car.

[Taylor] Come on, come on, Jenna.

So you know about me and Mike?

That's the last f*cking thing

I wanna talk about right now.

[Taylor] I know, ]

just wanted to say that--

Don't.

I wanted to say thank you

for getting us outta there.

Yeah, sure.

What the f*ck? Why'd we stop?

(tense music)

[Willard] Get out, girls.

I'm gonna give you five

seconds to get outta the car,

or I just sh**t you

through the window.

Five.

Four.

What do we do?

Three.

Two.

Good girls.

Couple of good girls.

Now, despite what you

might be thinking,

I'm not the bad guy.

I'm Willard.

What's your name?

[Taylor] Taylor.

[Willard] Taylor.

I like that name.

You?

[Taylor] Her name is Jenna.

Jenna.

Jenna and Taylor.

(Willard chuckles)

Those are, like, porno names, huh?

All right.

Now that that's over with,

start walking.

You gonna make me

count to five again?

(g*n clicks)

Now if you wanted to die, sugar,

you'd have just stayed in the car.

(Oswald panting)

(ominous music)

(cleaver rasps)

(Taylor groans)

(Jenna gasps)

(g*n clicks)

Just do what you're told.

That's all you gotta do.

Just do what you're told!

(Taylor whimpering)

(Jenna crying)

Let me get to her.

Let me get to her.

This is what happens when

you don't do what you're told!

(blood squishing)

(Taylor groaning)

(Taylor screams)

I'm sorry.

(Jenna crying)

(cleaver thuds)

(Taylor groans)

(Jenna screams)

(cleaver thuds)

(Willard sighs)

[Willard] Where's Oxford?

In his den.

(Oxford roars)

[Willard] Shitload of

good it does you there.

[Oswald] Not allowed to let him out.

You ever heard of the

expression "waste not, want not"?

[Oswald] No.

Well, basically, what it means is

when you luck into p*ssy that good,

you don't go slicing it up.

That's a f*cking waste.

You best not talk to

me like that, Willard.

You don't call the shots round here.

When Owen's not around, I

do call the shots round here.

Open the door.

Out.

(door scraping)

(ominous music)

Introduce yourself.

(door scraping)

(door clunks)

You best fix that g*dd*mn door.

[Oswald] No.

[Willard] You do what the

f*ck I tell you to do, boy.

Don't call me boy.

Sometimes, I think it would be best

just to blow your g*dd*mn

fool crazy head off.

Make things a lot easier

for the rest of us.

Owen would k*ll you.

(Willard laughs)

Yeah.

(Willard laughs)

Yeah, okay.

You just keep on thinking that.

(Willard laughs)

Boy.

(Willard laughs)

Don't call me boy!

(Oswald grunts)

(Oswald panting)

(gentle rustling)

Oh, my god.

I can get us out of here.

How long have you

been in this place?

What's wrong?

What?

Oh, no.

You're alive.

That's what matters.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

And I'm gonna get your

baby out of here.

Here, come here, come here.

(metal scraping)

(keys jingling)

(lock clicking)

(door clacking)

(door scraping)

(keys jingling)

(metal scraping)

(keys jingling)

(Jenna gasps)

(door scraping)

Here.

(hammer thuds)

(hammer thuds)

(hammer thuds)

(eerie music)

(hammer thuds)

(blood splattering)

(hammer thuds)

(blood splattering)

(blood splatters)

(Jenna whimpers)

(lock clacking)

(door scraping)

(Oswald whimpering)

(Oswald grunts)

(Jenna screams)

(blood splatters)

(Oswald whimpering)

(Oswald grunts)

(Jenna screams)

(Oswald grunting)

(punches thudding)

(Oswald sobbing)

(Oswald screams)

(foot thuds)

- Willard.

- One of these days, Owen,

that little brother of yours

is gonna f*ck things up

in ways that we can't fix!

Why, what happened?!

You had two girls up

at the barn, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, now you only got one.

They turned the tables on Oswald

and they were all but gone!

I lucked into them at their

car, and brought them back,

but then he's gotta go

and slice one of them up!

- All right, hold your horses.

- What the f*ck's

going on with that?!

- Hold your horses, Willard!

- This sh*t's never happened

when your mother was

here, you understand?!

I mean, for the love of

Christ, you rein him in!

You know, you are here by

the Christ of one person,

and one person only, and

that sure as hell ain't God!

Willard! Willard!

(tires screeching)

Oswald!

Oswald!

Ah, you...

Oswald!

Oswald!

What in the f*ck is going on?!

I just passed Uncle Willard

on the road,

tells me this whole f*cking

place has gone to hell!

Oh, you can't talk, dummy?!

Oswald, hey, what the

f*ck is going on?!

Oswald!

What?!

f*ck's sake, goddammit.

What the f*ck is this sh*t?!

I knew it!

You can't do nothing right.

You're so stupid, Oswald!

(Oxford roars)

Shut up!

No, you shut up.

Don't talk to me like that!

"Oswald, what the f*ck

is wrong with you?

"Oswald, you can't

do nothing right!"

Shut up!

All right, all right!

All right, all right.

All right.

Oswald.

Hey, all right.

Hey.

Stop.

I'm sorry, okay?

I'm sorry.

That was indelicate.

Oswald, I'm sorry.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

It's all right,

don't you worry

It's all right,

don't you cry

It's all right,

don't you worry

'Cause Momma's still alive

It's all right,

don't you worry

It's all right,

don't you cry

It's all right,

don't you worry

(Oswald grunts)

Oswald.

Oswald, okay, look.

Listen to me, listen to me.

Sometimes, these things,

they just don't go

the way we planned, okay?

That's just life.

That's just life,

that's all right.

That's all right because

Owen gonna take care of it.

He gonna clean all this mess up.

All right, look, why don't you go

clear your head, take a walk?

And I'll clean all this up.

Yeah.

All right.

Jesus H. Christ.

(Owen sighs)

(door rattling)

Perfect.

(Owen sighs)

Well, guess we don't to need worry

about which one of us

is daddy no more.

Ah, we'll just keep that

to ourselves, shall we?

And Oswald was so looking

forward to being a daddy.

I think we both know

that's not a good idea.

Let's get you outta here.

Goddammit!

(tires screeching)

(tense music)

Oh, my god.

Wake up, wake up!

(hand slapping)

(Mike yelping)

(Jenna shushing)

It's okay.

It's okay.

(ominous music)

(flies buzzing)

(Owen spits)

Damn waste.

Where is he?

He's in there.

Just be quiet.

We have to get out of here.

(cleaver thuds)

No, Mike, get up.

Mike, come on.

- Get in the truck.

- What?

- Get in the truck.

- What?

(door squeaks)

(door thuds)

What are you doing?

(g*n clacking)

I'm f*cking this as*h*le up.

No, let's go.

We go, we can go now.

Mike!?

He's not the only one out here.

Mike!

(ominous music)

(flies buzzing)

(Owen grunts)

(cleaver clangs)

Oswald!

That's enough.

Get up.

Go on.

Make a run.

Go on, I want you to.

Go on.

I'll cut you up so small, my

ox won't even have to chew.

(wood cracks)

(Owen grunts)

Oswald!

(g*n fires)

(Oxford roars)

(g*n clacks)

(Oxford roars)

(g*n fires)

(dramatic music)

(g*n clicks)

(g*n fires)

(Mike gurgles)

(Willard spits)

(cleaver thuds)

(Oxford roars)

Mike, Mike.

(Mike coughing)

(Jenna crying) I'm sorry.

Mike, I needed you to go.

I had to, I had to.

You have to go.

[Jenna] No.

(Jenna crying)

(lock clacking)

(door creaks)

Sic 'em.

(Oxford roaring)

(Jenna screams)

(blood splattering)

(Mike screaming)

(tense music)

Oxford!

(g*n clicks)

(Oxford grunts)

(g*n thuds)

(tense music)

Get her.

(Oxford grunts)

(Oxford growling)

Mm, bye-bye.

You gonna die.

(Jenna panting)

(Oxford growling)

(lock clacks)

(engine whirring)

Heel!

(g*n clicks)

(engine whirring)

(g*n fires)

(Oxford growling)

(lively music)

My heart's sad and

I am all forlorn

My hubby's treating me mean

I regret the day

that I was born

And that man of mine

I'd ever seen

My happiness, it

never lasts a day

My heart is almost

breaking while I say

(cleaver thuds)

[Oswald] Waste not, want not.

A good man is hard to find

You may get the other kind

Just when you think

that he is your pal

You look for him and find him

fooling round some other gal

Then you rave

You even crave to see

him laying in his grave

So, if your hubby's

nice, take my advice

And hug him in the morning,

kiss him every night

Give him plenty

loving, treat him right

For a good man nowadays

is hard to find