Welcome to our World! Where we serve you cookies to ensure you get the best viewing experience on our site.

Did you know that you can remove censorship board-wide, use our advanced search functions, be notified when new content is posted, join our memberships, set episodes to show in any order you want & more if you are logged into your account?

Register or sign in here: ucp.php?mode=register

Dead and Gone (2008)

Ghosts, Monsters, Vampires, Werewolves, and Witches oh my! Halloween/Horror Movie Collection.
(Satanic, Slasher, Splatter, Cannibal, Occult, Giallo, Chinese/German Underground/Japanese/Korean/New French Extremity Horror etc.)

Moderators: Maskath3, GabrielAlejo2341, sidolanters

Watch on Amazon   Horror Merch   Collectables

Horror, Scary, Halloween Movie Collection.

Dead and Gone (2008)

Post by bunniefuu »

♪ He was a man ♪

♪ Who loved as hard

as he drank... ♪

Our favorite tune, precious.

Our very own little

baby-making song.

I have to do this, Mary.

You've really left me

no other choice.

You brought this on yourself

by lying with another man.

It's out of my hands.

Hush hush now.

You don't want them

to wake up for it, do you?

I'll make this

as quick as possible.

I promise.

♪ All his friends ♪

♪ Told him she's bad news... ♪

♪ He died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years

of pain... ♪

40 years of pain.

♪ He was gonna hold

her again ♪

♪ If there was

any justice in the world ♪

♪ He fought right up

to the end ♪

♪ And never let go ♪

♪ And he followed her

into the grave. ♪

Bloody hell, what a piece of sh*t.

Still, it's kind of pretty up here.

Yeah, huh?

Way to look on the bright side.

I prefer human company

now and then.

Please tell me you didn't

pay money for this place?

No, I won it in a card game.

- That's everything, yeah?

- Yeah, just need to sign.

What's with the overcharges?

Had to pack it up in the middle

of the night, bro... that's extra.

You guys do one swing shift

and we have to pay 600 bucks?

That's also for being up all night

and driving it all the way up here.

All right...

tell you what,

pay in cash, I'll do you a solid.

For cash, it'll be like we never met.

Yeah, hang on.

Uh, Mr. Wade,

your wife is in the bedroom.

I did her makeup

and I combed down her hair.

Are you sure you can't

stay for a day or two,

just until we get settled in?

I hate to be crass about this,

but you're two weeks

behind already.

Yeah, I understand that,

Nurse Clark.

I used to be a medical student

back in England, remember?

Yes, well, then you should

understand better than most.

I'm sorry we have to let you go.

The insurance money's gone and we can't

- afford to continue on our own.

- Great.

Look, buddy, I'm sorry.

I don't have all day.

Right. It's like

you just said, yeah?

Okay, and while we're

on that subject, pay me.

I'm not running

a charity case here.

Yeah, of course.

Naturally I'd stay,

but I have to get back

into town to catch that bus.

My damn car is still in the shop

from that fender-bender I had last week.

Here, paid in full.

Thank you.

I hate to think of you

and your wife up here alone,

day after day.

Hell, the very idea makes me sad,

- so if more money becomes available...

- We'll call you.

f*cking insurance companies

are robbing us all blind.

- Wanna ride, get in the van.

- Yes, well, goodbye.

Well, it's just me

and you now, Frankie.

Livin' it up like a couple

of major rednecks.

I need to talk to you, Frankie.

I know it won't do me any good,

but I have to try.

I mean, what the hell, right?

At least I know you'll listen

without rolling your eyes.

Damn you, Frankie.

All the crap I've put up with

over the last few years...

being your boy-toy, escorting

you to premieres and parties,

waiting for you to keep

one of your g*dd*mn promises.

I'm sorry to say this,

but we're probably

f*cked this time.

I mean, did you have to

piss away every last dime?

And you think you got the last

word in, didn't you, Frankie?

But you didn't.

I've still got some moves left.

f*cking raccoons.

Christ, what are you gonna do,

sh**t me?

Look, if you're not

cooking meth, relax.

I don't give a damn

about moonshine.

When the woods are this dry,

there's a real fire hazard, Moss.

Just cook the silly juice

in your bathtub.

You know, state police

had driven by,

you would have gotten

jail time and a fine.

Give you a break, Moss.

I oughta charge you with attempted

m*rder of a police officer.

Sorry about your batch,

but that's what you get.

You pull a g*n on me again,

I'll shove it up

that hillbilly a*s.

Oh. Ah.

What, you've never seen

a lawman before?

Ah, forgive me.

It's okay.

Lady cops are used to it.

And no no,

I'm not a l*sbian.

Neither am I.

My name's Jack Wade.

Nice name.

I'm Kate Edison.

You... you a cop or something?

Yeah, or something.

It's a constable really, so...

What does a constable do, Kate?

Well, it's sort of like

being a cop, actually.

Okay, thanks for clearing that up.

Mr. Wade, do you mind if I just turn

around, go back a few hundred yards,

drive back up

and start all over again?

No, that won't be necessary,

Constable Kate.

Okay, then we

start over now, Jack.

Yeah yeah.

I'm sorry if I was rude earlier.

My wife and I have just got here

and we've had

a pretty rough couple of days.

Well, let me welcome you

to Dry Wells, Nevada,

home to the stylish

and contemporary outhouse.

Yeah, it's ridiculous, isn't it?

No comment.

Here's my phone number.

L... I don't have a cell phone.

I mean, if you guys

ever need anything, just call me.

My place is a couple miles

up the 41.

Kate? You there?

Looks like we got us

another poacher up by Ruby Lake.

On my way.

- Top of the morning.

- Ah!

- Do I know you?

- Not yet, Jack.

Word gets around.

Apparently.

Hope you decide to stay a spell.

Trust me,

this place can grow on ya.

I doubt it.

You miss the city...

the noise, the people.

I understand.

But don't ever feel lonely.

Trust me.

You'll always have

lots of company.

Yeah, I got to get back

to my workout.

No offense.

None taken.

- All right.

- See ya around, Jack.

No, I'll hold.

No, I'm f*cking not

calling back again tomorrow.

Tell her she needs

to speak to me now.

Jack?

Jesus, Peggy, it's about time.

- Where are you?

- Never mind where I am.

- What the hell's going on?

- Nothing good, okay?

I tried my best at the bank,

but Frankie's family convinced

the court to intervene,

so what that means is,

the last of her money is frozen.

- They can't do that, can they?

- They can and they did.

All of it?

Oh, f*ck me.

Well, what am I supposed to

do now for money, eh?

Get a job in

the Chippendales in Vegas?

Don't yell at me, okay?

I'm doing the best I can.

Okay. You know I'm sorry.

Yeah, a little gratitude

would be nice.

No, I am grateful.

So how's poor Frankie doing, Jack?

Like a head of cabbage.

I'm really sorry

to hear about that.

Mm, we all know now.

No money, remember?

Listen, Peggy,

as soon as you hear anything

from the IRS,

please call me.

Thanks.

What's up?

Hey, are you from

the Dry Wells Market?

We aim to please.

You can call me Booger.

Do I have to?

What's your major malfunction?

You scared the sh*t out of me.

Don't sneak up like that.

Whe... where you want these?

Just put 'em on the porch.

It's no big deal, man.

I'll put 'em inside.

Ba-ba!

Just put 'em on

the f*cking porch, okay?

- Name's Booger.

- Whatever.

Have your boss put

a tip on my tab.

He ain't my boss,

he's my big brother.

And you can call him "Moss. "

You shouldn't be up here.

I can handle myself.

- You got a g*n?

- None of your damn business.

Folks say this place is evil.

Fascinating.

Now thanks for the groceries,

but I'm in the middle of something.

You only think you're alone.

Excuse me?

This place has a history.

Some folks say it got built

on an old Indian graveyard.

Bad things happen here.

I see.

Look, I'm serious. You need friends,

you want to live up in these mountains.

We have enough friends.

I could stay up here tonight,

you know, for a couple bucks.

Protection.

Look, thanks for the kind offer,

but my wife and I

will be just fine.

Yeah.

Sure.

Jack.

Afternoon, Mr. Wade...

Jack.

Constable Kate.

Okay. Now this is awkward.

Uh, okay, here's where I pretend like

I was just in the neighborhood

and stopped by to see

if you wanted to go fishing.

I like that part,

but I don't care for fish.

Oh, that's okay,

I don't bait the hook.

I just don't understand

how you can handle

something like that

all by yourself.

Something like what?

How long can you

be away from her?

Not long.

So you know?

Yeah, you know, the moving guy

told the gas-station guy

and his wife told me.

Why don't you get

some professional help?

Money.

Anyway, I used to be

a medical student before I flunked out.

So what happened to her?

Plastic surgery.

I know, pretty Hollywood, isn't it?

Frankie went in

for some liposuction and never woke up.

Where did you guys meet?

I came here a few years ago

after I left England.

You know, I was

a starving artist, sometime actor...

Frankie was doing

some movies for cable TV.

She bought some of my stuff,

eventually gave me a part or two.

Then we got together.

Well, does everybody do that

to themselves in California?

What, the dating

or the surgery?

It just seems that way.

Go on, I'm curious.

Well, Frankie told me

I was gonna be a star.

I bought it.

Well, why wouldn't you?

Well, you can guess

what came next.

She put me in one

of her movies... I sucked.

Well, I was younger

and a lot dumber then.

What can I do?

Yeah, well I figure most folks

have a fairly long list of regrets.

Should we go?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Yeah, a few years ago, Frankie had

a bad reaction to some new anesthetic,

- and went under.

- And you two were married by then?

Yeah.

How'd you end up here?

The cabin's the only thing I still own.

I won it in a poker game.

I never really got round to using it.

And what about yourself?

Oh, I grew up around here.

I tried to live down

in Reno for a while,

but I'm not quite cut out

to be a flatlander.

You never married?

Once, almost.

It's... it's a long story.

Take your time.

I met Ken when I was

in the army over in Iraq.

Some sh*t went down that changed me.

Ken was a red-state lifer,

and I wanted out.

You don't carry a weapon?

I've had enough of g*ns.

And fish-hooks.

Them too.

Look, thanks for stopping by.

Uh, yeah, well I figured you could

use the change of pace, so...

I did.

Well, maybe we can

do it again sometime.

Yeah, sure.

And thanks.

- Okay.

- All right.

- Oh, bye.

- Bye.

Hello, my friends,

and welcome to another hour

of the Reverend Grass Gospel

and Prayer Meeting now.

And so you ask,

"Is my mortal soul at risk?"

I say unto you,

brothers and sisters,

do fishes fornicate

in the water?

Of course!

The Book says,

"When the lamb opened

the Second Seal,

I heard the second living

creature come,

and then another horse

came out of the fiery... "

"... and I was given power

to take peace from the earth...

and to make men

slay each other. "

To him was given

a large sword.

So fear God, my friends.

Fear Him and repent.

I should have brought

a f*ck' g*n.

- Hello?

- Is something wrong? You sound funny.

Peggy, hi.

No, it's... I'm just having

a bit of a rough night, that's all.

Did you... did you speak

to your IRS friend at all?

He said that there was paperwork that

never got signed for the living trust.

sh*t!

sh*t, Frankie promised me

she'd take care of that.

Well, what am I

supposed to do now?

There's nothing left.

Okay, I'll keep on

working on it.

Look, please just

do whatever you can.

So when we get

a cut of the check,

maybe I should visit?

I really want to see you.

No, I'm not telling you where

I am until I'm in the clear.

Hey, well, you know, I just...

ahem. Just think

about it, Jack, okay?

Just cut the best deal

you can, okay?

Please.

Thanks.

The magic fingers.

Grace, tinkle those organs.

Tinkle those organs

of the Lord,

and let him hear

your grace and power.

So listen to me.

Listen very closely to me,

brothers and sisters.

You pull out the credit card

and show God that you love him.

There is only one way

to show God that you love Him,

and that is to show Him

with your checkbook

and your pocketbook

and your credit cards.

Give... give from the heart.

Give as much as you can!

Give till it hurts.

Are you really gonna f*ck

that little ambulance-chaser,

Peggy Goldstein?

I mean, really.

What...

Of all the people

I'd expect you to bone when I'm gone,

you picked that skinny little sl*t?

But hey,

if you're gonna do it anyway,

mm, can I watch?

You're not real.

You miserable b*tch.

Are you faking?

So fear God, my friends.

Fear Him, and repent!

Repent, brothers!

Now, let us pray.

"Almighty God,

Almighty God,

release me from this temptation.

Release me from

these earthly bones,

and let me give...

give all that I have

to you, Reverend Grass.

Save my immortal sin. "

Thank you.

Thank you, God.

Frankie?

Frankie, where are you?

Frankie?

Jack.

Jack.

Stop f*cking with my head!

Frankie!

Stop f*cking with my head!

Take it easy on those drugs.

Frankie?

Rain won't last long.

Not this time of year.

Is that really you?

Do you like country music?

I can't remember.

You're not real.

You're not here.

♪ And he died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years ♪

♪ Of pain. ♪

sh*t.

Damn, that tastes good.

How long have you been faking it?

Faking what?

Spare me, Frankie.

Are you in a coma or not?

Like all questions

of universal importance,

the answer to that is...

yes and no.

Oh, my little boy-toy,

why do you hate me so much?

You ruined my life.

You got greedy

and ruined your own life.

Me?

I just wanted

a little more hot sex.

You know,

before the crotch dried up.

Go away, please.

You wish.

Actually, I'm kind

of stuck in between now.

You know what?

I think I like it this way.

Die.

I hate your stinking guts.

Hear me?

Come on, say something.

Ah! Ah!

Ah! Let me go!

Let me go!

You tryin' to steal my stuff?

You let me go,

let me go!

Are you tryin' to sh**t

a pic of my wife?

Huh, f*ck you, man.

- Huh? f*ck me?

- No no no no!

I was just gonna look

for a little cash, that's all.

That's all. I'm sorry.

"Was"?

Please let me go.

I'll never come back.

- I swear.

- Jesus.

Sorry... sorry.

You're pathetic. Piss off!

You really

f*ck' hurt me, man.

I'm gonna tell my brother

about this!

Moss is gonna get you!

- Boo!

- You only think you're alone, man!

You hear me?

You only think you're alone!

Ah ah!

Thank you, Susie.

Now this week, we're gonna

be having a cold temperature drop

coming in

from the mountain area,

meeting up with some thermals

coming from the desert.

These are gonna meet

in the middle, create some siroccos,

or dust devils,

so keep your windows open

when you're driving

in the interior.

That's some good advice there, folks.

Tomorrow, we're gonna have

a little bit of precipitation

in this area, so you might want

to take an umbrella.

Otherwise, the rest

of the week is gonna be good

to bring the top down

on the convertible

and take the kids out for a ride.

Oh, absolutely.

Why not bring the little ones

down to the park for a nice game

of road-apple pitch-and-catch?

Thank you, Susie.

Sounds like a great week in sports.

And go Wildcats.

The local high schools are

gonna be having a bake sale

to raise money

for the football team.

So you should come on down

and bring the kids.

We're gonna

have fantastic food...

You can watch the March...

gonna need

a chum bucket...

the March of the Poodles.

Bring the dogs.

And barking galore...

a good time for everybody.

Remember, go Mustangs!

Back to you, Susie.

Wow, looks like we still got

some serious trouble over

there in the Middle East.

Know what? Those people

ought to learn from us.

At least we know how to live in the

high desert without k*lling each other.

Anyway, back to local news.

Come on, boys,

don't you want to be a hero?

Jack, cut her like a pig.

Keep the knife in the gullet.

She'll make more noise,

she'll bleed out slow

but it'll make

the meat taste sweeter.

So you've never...

Ah!

Coward!

Oh yes, you are!

Your check... it bounced.

You are! Ah!

- Ow.

- Die, b*tch.

Ah!

Sweet dreams.

Sorry... I guess my timing

isn't the greatest.

I've seen better.

Really? Ahem.

I haven't.

So what do you want

to do now?

Oh, as in "stay or go"?

- Ah...

- Yeah.

Well, maybe I should

come back again

and see you later.

Not here.

Okay. I've got

the perfect place.

I love that noise.

The wind?

The wind moving through trees.

You know that whispering sound?

Gives me the creeps.

In fact, this whole area

gives me the creeps.

You know,

I think I like you.

Don't like me too much.

Why does this place

spook you out?

Somebody told me something

bad happened here once.

Do you know

anything about that?

Just some old

m*rder-suicide story.

Every town has

a haunted house.

Maybe it's true this time.

What makes you say that?

Never mind.

I didn't mean

to creep you out.

- You leaving?

- Yeah.

I have to check in

with the ranger station before sundown.

I get to be the mailman

around here too.

Mail lady... whatever.

Well, if you want something done,

give it to the busy person, right?

Yeah, that's what they say.

Sure worked for me just now.

I'm tired.

Take a nap.

I'm sorry.

Well, guess who really

screwed the pooch this time?

- Please.

- I don't care if you f*ck that cop,

but whacking my nurse was

a bit crass, don't you think?

I didn't k*ll anybody.

Are you so sure?

'Cause I haven't moved

an inch all day.

Why are you doing

this to me?

Baby cakes,

I haven't had to do

much of anything really.

You always did have

the raw material...

I am through listening.

Oh, now he grows some ba*ls.

Why won't you die?

Oh!

Burn in hell.

Bye bye.

Rest in peace, b*tch.

40 years of pain.

Ah... ha ha!

sh*t.

Come on, Booger.

I'll kick your a*s

for real this time.

I can hear you,

you little prick.

Just try me.

Just try me.

What the f*ck do you want?

Ah... pretty.

Get out of here.

Look, my poor wife's

in the other room.

Show a little bit

of respect, huh?

Eat this, m*therf*cker.

Ahhh ahhh!

Ahh!

m*therf*cker.

Drink it!

Huh?

You do good work.

Not you.

No, I'm seriously impressed.

I would have thought you

were too delicate for that.

What did you expect?

I was gonna let him r*pe me?

Oh, come on!

What's one more quick f*ck to someone

as experienced as you, sweetie?

I'm not listening.

I'm tired.

Go to bed.

Brothers and sisters,

a tormented man recently

came to me for guidance.

He was jealous because his wife

and her ex-boyfriend

still had lunch now and again.

"Oh," I told him,

"that doesn't mean that

they're doing the nasty,

or bumping uglies,

or hiding the salami

or carnal and sinful things like that. "

But he said, "Hell,

I just know that she's lying,

Reverend Grass.

She's a lying sl*t

and I'm going to sh**t her. "

Well, you know what

he did, my friends?

He went out

and he did just that.

Bam! He shot her.

So listen to me, Jack.

You know what I think?

You need to k*ll

that little hot sl*t cop.

Really.

Or you know what?

She's gonna turn you in.

As sure as sh*t

is glowing through a goose,

she is going to turn you in.

Jack, she's gonna

turn you in.

Now let us pray.

- Hello?

- Jack?

- Peggy?

- Okay, are you sitting down?

The IRS guy came through.

That's good news.

So he was a little help after all.

Well, they said they can get

half your share of the refund

on an emergency basis.

Well, I mean,

things could be worse.

Jack, I really want to see you.

Not until I know I'm in the clear.

Really soon then.

Okay okay.

I'll be ready and waiting.

Call me when you know.

And Peggy, Peggy, Peggy?

I'll make this up to you.

You have been doing

such a wonderful job.

Everything will be just fine.

It's all working out

just as I thought.

Shh.

She's coming.

Go away.

Jack, I need to talk to you.

It's important.

There's a warrant out

for your arrest.

Something like this

can cost me my job.

Do you want to see it?

- See what?

- The warrant.

Doesn't matter.

Says you took your wife

without permission.

Her relatives have filed

a lawsuit, Jack.

And you lied to me.

I mean, you're...

an actor but

you're not from England,

and you were never

a medical student.

Were you?

No.

But I played one on TV.

I haven't told them anything.

Not yet... I wanted to hear

your side of the story.

It's like I told you...

Frankie lost a fortune

in her last movie.

Then the medical expenses

pretty much finished us off.

Everything's gone

but the life insurance.

I got scared, so I ran.

- And you took her with you?

- I didn't know what else to do.

Jack, I need to ask you something

and I need you to tell me the truth.

What?

Did you bring your wife

up here to k*ll her?

What?

Why would I do that?

- For the insurance money.

- Don't be ridiculous.

- Is she still inside?

- f*ck yeah, she's around.

Now let's just forget

about Frankie.

- Jack, I'm here on business.

- Hey hey.

I mean business too.

All right, exactly what do

her relatives have against you?

They hate me.

They always have.

If they find out where I am,

they'll put me in an institution.

- For what?

- Pick your diagnosis, Kate.

I've heard "manic depressive,

psychotic, mildly schizophrenic,"

you name it.

She... keep... go on.

Okay, look,

I'm not crazy, I'm not.

They've wanted to

put me away for years.

Why?

Money. It's always

about money, isn't it?

Yeah, when it's not about sex.

I can't go back.

Jack, I'm gonna do everything

that I can to help you,

but I still have to do my job.

- Don't.

- Okay, I just have to see your wife.

I'm gonna tell everyone

that she's okay.

- You can't do that!

- Ah!

No! No, Frankie!

No no no!

You gutless wonder!

Finish her off or you'll spend

the rest of your life in a nuthouse!

- Leave me alone, Frankie!

... insane asylum...

Leave me alone!

- Do her, you butt-a*s-wh*re.

- No!

- Now!

- No!

- Frankie, no!

- Jack!

Jack, no! Ah!

Stop her!

Run, Kate.

Run.

Ah!

You only think you're alone.

sh*t sh*t!

Hey, as*h*le, you in there?

I want to know

what happened to my brother!

You tell me

where my brother is,

or I'll blow

your a*s to hamburger!

Uh-oh.

Ahh!

Oh, f*ck.

f*ck.

f*ck.

Hey, bro?

What the f*ck did you do that for?

Don't just stand there

eye-balling me, you dumb b*stard!

Go get the cop!

I got a bone to pick with you.

Some brother you are.

Look what your damn d*ck

got us into this time!

Your check bounced.

Hey, watch it, man.

Want a little head?

Hey, old cow,

can I bum a smoke?

Sure... f*ck...

What... baby cakes?

You could f*ck up

a wet dream.

Light one for me.

Put a sock in it, will you? Jesus.

Hey, Earth calling Jack.

Find her!

Just give me one lousy puff

for Christ's sake!

Stud, are you listening to me?

Look, if that lady cop gets away,

we're all toast, okay?

So don't crap out

on us now.

So help me find her.

Eat me!

Oh, that's right,

you already did.

Oh, come on, honey.

You can do this.

You were born for it.

Up and at 'em!

Oh oh, baby.

Here you go,

here you go, baby.

Suck it up, suck it up.

Got no lungs, you b*tch!

♪ 40 years of pain ♪

She's in there. Finish it.

Not Kate.

Don't you f*cking move, Jack!

40 years of pain.

Sign here.

Thank you.

Got ourselves a fun one.

Oh, for me?

Thank you.

Appreciate it.

God damn, Jesus.

I don't know which

would be worse...

getting high on all this sh*t,

or suddenly running out.

Appears the boy

had some problems.

- Oh yeah, you think?

- I've been at this for a while.

Look, I'm no cherry either, Sheriff.

But I'm telling you right now,

that sh*t was gnarly.

The ME said that wife...

had a full set of drawers

when she died.

Been dead a couple

of days at least.

They're all getting a little ripe.

Anyway, I'm out of here.

I'll send you a copy

of the lab report.

- Appreciate it.

- I promise.

And you, Miss Kate?

You take care, all right?

You know, I don't suppose

you're ever gonna

get around to telling me

what really happened up here.

I don't know what you mean, Pete.

Damn.

What?

Nothing.

You know what keeps

running through my mind?

"You only think you're alone. "

You don't really believe all that

haunted-house crap, do you, Pete?

Oh, this place had a bad reputation...

it's about to get worse.

But I do believe

I've had about as much fun

as I can handle for one day.

How about I buy you a beer?

Yeah.

Sure.

♪ He was a man ♪

♪ Who loved as hard

as he drank ♪

♪ Lord, she was trouble ♪

♪ Take that to the bank ♪

♪ She broke his heart ♪

♪ Took another man's name ♪

♪ He died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years of pain ♪

♪ All of his friends ♪

♪ Told him she's bad news ♪

♪ A dreamer don't listen ♪

♪ The fool can't stand

to lose ♪

♪ She broke his heart ♪

♪ Took another man's name ♪

♪ He died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years of pain ♪

♪ He was gonna hold her again ♪

♪ If there was any

justice in the world ♪

♪ He fought right up

to the end ♪

♪ And never let go

of that girl ♪

♪ He was a sl*ve ♪

♪ And he followed her

into the grave ♪

♪ After 40 years of pain ♪

♪ Mm mm mm mm mm. ♪

What the f*ck?

Jack?

Jack?

Jack?

Hello?

Jack?

Jack?

Are you in there?

Jack, I brought the money.

I'm coming in.

Jack?

Jack, is that you?

♪ He was a man ♪

♪ Who loved as hard

as he drank ♪

♪ Lord, she was trouble ♪

♪ Take that to the bank ♪

♪ She broke his heart ♪

♪ Took another man's name ♪

♪ He died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years of pain ♪

♪ All of his friends ♪

♪ Told him she's bad news ♪

♪ A dreamer doesn't listen ♪

♪ The fool can't stand

to lose ♪

♪ She broke his heart ♪

♪ Took another man's name ♪

♪ He died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years of pain ♪

♪ He was gonna hold

her again ♪

♪ If there was

any justice in the world ♪

♪ He fought right up

to the end ♪

♪ And never let go

of that girl ♪

♪ He was a sl*ve ♪

♪ He followed her

to the grave ♪

♪ Dearly beloved ♪

♪ Gathered here in his name ♪

♪ Bow down your heads ♪

♪ For it's a crying shame ♪

♪ She broke his heart ♪

♪ Took another man's name ♪

♪ He died alone ♪

♪ After 40 years of pain ♪

♪ 40 years of pain ♪

♪ 40 years

of pain. ♪