(distorted music)
(distorted music)
(uneasy music)
(uneasy music builds)
(punches thudding)
(groaning)
(uneasy music continues)
(breathing heavily)
- Rachel.
(door creaking)
(groaning)
(coughing)
- You know,
we used to have
a word for punks like you,
little shits
who'd come into basic,
swinging their dicks
around like they owned us,
owned the world,
headshots.
We called them headshots.
You'd call 'em
that to their face
and they'd laugh and smile
like it was some kind of
compliment or something.
Like they were sharp sh**t.
(chuckling)
It wasn't 'cause of that.
Headshots.
It's 'cause after two
weeks of basic training,
they'd want to take a r*fle,
put it in their mouth
and blow
their f*cking brains out.
Course none of 'em
had the guts to do it.
Well, most of them didn't.
Most of them would just
go home crying to mommy.
Leave the k*lling to us.
(uneasy music)
Those it didn't drop out,
(scoffing)
a headshot that made it
through basic training,
oh, that's your perfect soldier.
That's the sort of c**t
who kept following orders
way after
they made sense anymore.
So listen here, headshot.
This is something that
you're not gonna survive
and you're not gonna be able
to go home crying to mommy.
(uneasy music continues)
(tense music)
(strained gasping)
(glass breaking)
(tense music continues)
(loud piercing)
(groaning)
(coughing)
(breathing heavily)
(blood dripping)
(heavy coughing)
- Rachel.
(coughing)
Oh.
Come on baby, come on.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
(breathing heavily)
Oh, no, f*ck, f*ck,
f*ck, f*ck.
f*ck.
(sobbing)
Help!
Help!
(sobbing)
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
I'm gonna get help.
Okay.
(uneasy music)
f*ck.
(uneasy music continues)
f*ck.
(uneasy music continues)
(tense music)
(wind blowing)
(groaning)
(gentle music)
East.
(gentle music continues)
North.
(gentle music continues)
(hopeful music)
(dog barking)
- Oh, shut up will ya!
I said f*cking shut up.
(panting)
- Help.
- [Ned] Am I supposed
to know you?
- Please, you gotta help me.
- My land, my rules.
That sign saying no
trespassing is pretty clear.
I bet you left
me f*cking gate open.
- My wife, she's--
- She's in the car, right?
Let me guess.
You's hit a roo
and now she's totaled.
Call the tow and f*ck off.
- We were att*cked!
Some f*cking guy,
he beat us and she.
- I got me sick mum inside.
I can't have you bringing
your troubles here to me.
- He's dead!
f*ck, I think I k*lled him.
- Well now.
Aren't you a tough c**t.
- Can you help me?
- Your missus, she no good?
- She didn't make it.
- All right, better come inside.
Say hello to me mom.
Be polite.
We don't have
guests around much.
- [Jack] Thank
you, whatever you say.
- "Whatever you say",
I like that.
(birds chirping)
(dog barking)
(mom breathing through t*nk)
Yeah, just grab
yourself a water.
City c**ts.
- What's the g*n for?
- Some maniac fucks you up
and you want me
to go without a g*n?
- I told you he's dead.
- Who's to say
there ain't someone else?
Come on, mate.
She's open.
(country music playing on radio)
Old man Keegan's
place is down this way.
What brings you out here?
- Just a bad decision.
- You can say that, all right.
So I'm guessing
you and the missus
get away for the weekend.
You like country?
Lee Kernaghan?
John Williams?
Slim, you heard of him?
- I don't like Slim.
- Sounds like your old
man's a smart bloke.
Strung out in the heartland
My mind
Strung out in the heartland
When my time
No one remembers your name
Lord why would they
When you're strung out
in the heartland alone
And damn this
long, cold winter
It's finally beaten me down
Though we were once familiar
I'm just
a stranger to you now
(upbeat country music)
Softly and tenderly
true love is calling
Calling for you and for me
See on the front step,
love's waiting and watching
Watching for you and for me
Come home
Come home
If you are weary, come home
Honestly and tenderly,
true love is calling
Calling all lover come home
Oh, for the wonderful
love that is promised
Promised for you and for me
Though we have waited
True love is patient
Patient for you and for me
Come home
Come home
If you are weary, come home
Honestly, tenderly,
true love is calling
Calling all lover come home
(audience applauds)
(audience cheers)
- Hey mate.
There ain't
nothing in there for you.
Nothing
you haven't already seen.
You wanna wait here, I
won't think any less of ya.
(labored breathing)
(somber music)
(sobbing)
- [Ned] I'll k*ll him.
I'll f*cking k*ll him.
(dark music)
I'll f*cking k*ll him!
(dark music continues)
(tense music)
(panting)
(car in distance)
(slow suspenseful music)
You, you little c**t.
(groaning)
Because of you, my baby
brother's in there dead.
My baby brother.
(mumbles)
- You should
never have come here.
You don't belong.
Go already.
You hear me.
I can't f*cking handle life!
(distorted punches thudding)
Keep quiet and don't talk.
Or I'm gonna hurt you worse.
Bet it was easy for you, yeah?
Sticking my
little brother like that.
He wasn't bad.
He was a good kid.
A patriot.
He had his demons.
But he loved his mom and us.
(sobbing)
(groaning)
Then they took,
took his innocence,
took his smile.
Mom thought he was out.
Thought he'd made it.
And they just
kicked him to the curb
when they're done with him.
It's not his fault.
It's not
his
fault what happened.
Aint none of it
his fault.
For that
you're gonna suffer.
(uneasy music)
You think
your world is dark now?
(uneasy music continues)
For all my little brother was,
he was the best us.
The innocent
become broken.
(uneasy music continues)
I was born broken.
I was born sick.
But out here,
we believe
an eye
for an eye.
See this dead bitch?
That's the last thing
you're ever gonna see.
(dark music)
- No wait,
wait!
Wait!
No, no!
Please.
(tense music)
(screaming)
Oh my f*cking god.
Oh my f*cking god.
(vomiting)
(dark music)
- Actually, I change my mind.
The last thing
you're ever gonna see
is my ugly f*cking face.
(tense music)
(screaming)
(Jack bellowing)
(Agonized screaming)
Can you hear me?
Let me get one thing straight.
This is just the beginning.
(Jack crying)
(Jack screaming)
(thudding)
(more thudding)
(dark music)
(crows cawing)
(dog barking)
- Hello?
(dog barking)
Hello?
Help me.
(dog barking)
Are you with anyone?
Are you with anyone?
(soft music)
Are you with anyone?
It's just you.
(soft music continues)
You know,
when I was a boy,
there was this,
this house
on top of a hill
where we used to say
that a man lived there
who kidnapped little boys
that go too close.
Kids at school
called him a pedophile.
Now,
I don't know if that,
what that meant at the time,
I knew it was bad.
It was a
kind of a rite of passage,
run up that hill,
knock on that door.
You were scared.
You did it anyway.
Everyone did.
Truth is
no one lived in that place for
ages.
It didn't matter.
When it was my turn,
I climb up that hill.
And knock on that door.
Heard something inside.
Pissed my pants
right there and then.
Then I ran down
that hill, like that hill,
it was,
it was the most terrified
I'd ever been.
What I'd give
to be there right now.
(sobbing)
(grunting)
Come on boy.
f*ck.
Come on.
I'll let you over.
Boy?
Come on.
f*ck.
(whistling)
Boy?
Boy?
Where are you?
Come back.
Don't leave me.
(sobbing)
Don't leave me you f*cking mutt.
f*ck!
(uneasy music)
(flesh squishing)
(thudding)
(grunting)
(screaming)
Help!
Help!
(groaning)
Rachel.
(groaning)
Rachel.
(grunting)
(uneasy music)
(g*n cocks)
(suspenseful music)
(sobbing)
(grunting)
(wind blowing)
(suspenseful music)
- [Ned] Wait!
(groaning)
(suspenseful music continues)
(g*n cocks)
(suspenseful music continues)
(twig cracks)
- f*cking come on!
(suspenseful music continues)
(g*n sh*ts firing)
- That's six mate.
(groaning)
Think you got something over me?
(uneasy music)
(Jack groaning)
Come all the way out here.
What were you thinking?
Just wanna piss me off, I guess.
(tense music)
Don't move or I'll k*ll you.
- [Jack] Just do it.
Get it outta the way.
- Not yet.
Soon.
f*ck this.
You can dig your own hole.
(laughs)
- Are you f*cking
serious?
- Just do it.
- What are you gonna do?
k*ll me?
Just let me die!
- I'm gonna make you a deal.
I was gonna dig this hole
for you and your tramp,
bury you here where
no one will find you.
No one's coming out
here to look for you.
You see if you dig this hole,
not anytime soon,
but one day,
I'll tell someone where you are.
Sure,
you'll still be dead,
but you got family, yeah?
Yeah, bet you do.
And if you don't,
that sweet thing
lying in a pool of her
own blood surely does.
See, what'll really tear 'em up
is not knowing
what happened to you.
They'll probably
think you're dead,
but they won't actually know.
If you haven't
worked out quite yet,
I'm all about family.
Family's everything,
even to a dog like you.
So what's
it gonna be, tough guy?
You wanna lie
here and be forgotten
or you want to give someone
back home some answers?
(soft music)
That's enough mate.
- What's your name?
Come on.
- Ned.
- Ned,
(soft music)
look, it wasn't my,
what happened to your brother,
you said it yourself,
he lost it.
I lost it.
But it wasn't my,
look, you don't have to do this.
Ricky rode is here
with our heads covered.
I've got no idea
where the f*ck I am.
And Jesus,
I've got no f*cking eyes!
(soft music continues)
You could just,
just drive us a few hours
and dump us by
the side of the road.
It'd never get back to you.
I made a mistake.
A stupid
f*cking mistake
and look what I paid with.
(soft music continues)
Please just let me go.
(soft music continues)
Just let me take
her home.
Please, Ned
Just look
into your heart--
(somber music)
(clock ticking)
(microwave whirring)
(water boiling)
- You're up early.
- I couldn't sleep.
- You're not
gonna talk about it.
- I just don't see any
other way we can get ahead.
You know if
we do this right then
it could be
a whole new start for us.
(knife scraping toast)
It's gonna be okay.
- I hope so.
(dark music)
(dog barking)
(dark music continues)
- Boy,
can I help yous?
- Good day mate.
We were just hoping you could
maybe get something for us.
- What, tractor parts?
- No, we were,
we were looking
for something else.
- Oh yeah.
Like what?
- Oh you know.
Well you are the bloke
with a black car, right?
- My mate, Woodsy,
he said you're the one to see.
- You got a phone?
- [Jack] Yeah.
- Give it to me.
Yours too.
Come on.
Good.
Righto, get in the car.
- What for?
- Because we're not
f*cking doing it here.
(chuckling)
Put these on
and don't f*cking moan about it.
(engine rumbling)
(mysterious music)
- [Jack] Is this the spot?
- It's none of
your f*cking business.
Upstairs.
(mysterious music continues)
Don't worry darling.
Nothing up there gonna bite you.
(mysterious music continues)
(water bubbling)
Welcome to the kitchen.
(water bubbling continues)
- Don't use that in it, do you?
- Yeah
- Like an ingredient?
- Clever girl.
Come on.
- Isn't
that supposed to be white?
(chuckling)
- Yeah,
if you've got a fancy
lab and a bigger wallet.
(chuckling)
- Yeah, pretty sure it's
supposed to be white
though, right?
- Are you telling me some
tweakers gonna give a f*ck
when he is after his next hit?
Just call
it mellow yellow or some shit.
I love giving them names.
Now how much do you want?
- Well we were thinking maybe
about 10 grands worth.
What do you reckon
you could do for that?
- Well, you're
holding 250 in your hands.
10 grand
wouldn't give you a teabag.
How much do you really want?
- We don't have
that kind of cash mate.
Where'd you starting out.
Like
would you, would you take 20?
I mean we could do 20.
I reckon we could do 20.
If you take.
- 20.
So you serious?
You dumb f*cking c**ts.
You dumb f*cking c**ts
come out here
and I am sick of dealing
with this sort of shit.
What?
You thought I'd just bring
you all the way out here
so you could f*ck me around?
- Mate, I'm not
trying to f*ck you around.
Okay, believe me.
Think it's just
been a misunderstanding.
- Yeah, this is a mistake.
- You just thought
you'd walk out of here,
the f*ck you are.
Give me what you've got now
so I didn't waste my time
bringing
you little c**ts out here.
- Mate, I'm sorry.
I really am.
Let's just call
it quits, all right?
If you just take us back.
- Take you back?
How do I know
you're not f*cking rats?
- [Jack] We're sorry.
- Unless you wanna
be buried outta back.
Give the f*cking money.
- What?
- Rach?
Rachel?
Rachel!
- Now look what
you f*cking done!
(tense music)
(punches thudding)
(groaning)
(soft music)
(hopeful music)
(gasping)
(hopeful music continues)
(dog barking)
- What?
(dog barking)
- [Ned] Shut up.
I said shut up.
(tense music)
- f*ck.
(muttering)
f*ck.
Is he gonna find me?
(tense music continues)
(muttering)
(tense music continues)
(dog barking)
(tense music continues)
(dog continues barking)
(tense music continues)
(soft music)
(cans crashing)
(soft music continues)
(tense music)
(flesh ripping)
(grunting)
(water dripping)
- Anybody else?
Huh?
Is there a phone?
Is there a f*cking phone?
f*ck!
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
(sobbing)
(breathing through mask)
(breathing continues)
(dog barking)
(somber music)
(wind howling)
(insects chirping)
- Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
(insects chirping)
Rachel.
Mom.
Dad.
I need you, please.
Please.
(sobbing)
Softly
Tenderly
True love is calling
Calling for you and for me
Come home
Come home
If you are weary
Come home
Please come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
(hopeful music)
(insects chirping)
(sobbing)
Help.
Do it.
Do it.
(sobbing)
Why can't you do it.
Let it end.
(sobbing)
(soft music)
(hopeful music)
Hey.
Help.
Help.
Please.
Hey.
Please.
Please.
Hey.
(hopeful music continues)
Everyone's here.
You waited for me.
Oh, dad.
I made it.
I'm back.
Rach, Rachel.
I'm here, baby.
I'm here.
I found you.
I love you so much.
I love you.
Everything
is gonna be okay.
(sobbing)
(distorted music)
(tense music)
(flesh ripping)
(dramatic music)
(flesh pounding)
I'm a dead man
Washed up on the shore
No time left to wonder
Which side won the w*r
And a live man
He ain't got nothing over me
(rock music)
Beaten to Death (2023)
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