[slow, scary music playing]
[intriguing music playing]
[tense music playing]
Ah.
[grunts]
[breathes heavily]
Urgh.
[breathes heavily]
Argh!
[grunts]
[man] Please, I...
Argh.
Okay. Okay.
[bone breaks]
[music fades]
[police radio chatter]
[somber music playing]
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[slow piano music playing]
[crackling]
[grunting]
[music stops]
[click]
[somber music playing]
- [TASER crackling]
- [muted yelling]
[heavy breathing]
Mhm. Mhm. Mhm.
We're about to get started.
I can't have you
falling asleep on me.
[man] Mhm.
- [grunts]
- Calm down.
You're not going anywhere.
[man grunts]
I highly suggest that you...
Conserve your energy.
[grunts louder]
[heavily breathing]
Well, I have a feeling
it's going to be a long night.
Mm. Mm.
[police radio chattering]
- [tense music playing]
- [heavy breathing]
You ready?
[muted grunt]
I didn't get that. You have
something you wish to share?
- Mhm. Mhm.
- Okay. Let me help you with that.
[grunts]
If you scream, or call for help,
I'll slit your throat and watch you
choke to death on your own blood.
You understand?
Uh-huh.
Hold, stay still.
Ooh.
- [breathes heavily]
- Hm?
[woman] Better?
Who are you?
Where am I?
Why are you recording me?
- Don't f*ck with me.
- f*ck with you?
I sat behind the prosecuting
attorney every day of your trial.
- Trial? What trial?
- Your trial.
Yeah, and after your rather
swift conviction,
I didn't miss a second
of that penalty phase.
Lady, I don't know
what you're talking about.
[grunts]
You don't remember me?
After all those years,
all those letters I wrote.
- [grunts]
- Look at me.
What letters? Lady, I don't know
who the f*ck you are.
Okay?
Yeah, okay.
[music slows down]
Okay. You don't know who I am.
- No.
- Good.
Let's start
with something simple. You know?
What's your name?
- I don't know.
- That's the best you can do?
You're just gonna
feign amnesia now? Okay.
It's not an act, lady. I don't know who
I am, okay? I don't know why I'm here.
Look.
If you know my name, just tell me, okay?
It's the least you can do.
- I'm not buying your bullshit.
- Ah!
- Okay? You owe me.
- Yeah, that's what you want? Money?
I want restitution.
- For what?
- What you took from me!
My life!
Oh, wait.
Okay.
- What am I, some kind of criminal?
-[woman laughs sarcastically]
[woman whispers] You're worse.
[woman chuckles]
- Mhm...
- Wait.
Wait, wait. You mentioned the trial.
You mentioned the trial.
So I must have been convicted
and justice was served, right?
Right? Or I got convicted.
I had to go to prison.
- Right?
- [scoffs]
But that wasn't
good enough for you, was it?
And now you're taking the law
into your own hands. Is that it?
[sighs]
[music ramps up]
- Ow...
- [woman chuckles]
So, technically,
the only criminal in this room
is you.
[music fades]
- What'd you say?
- You kidnapped me.
-[scoffs] - You threaten to k*ll
me, you're the only criminal!
[woman] Mm. Mm.
[breathing heavily]
Ah!
Ah...
[blood dripping]
[man] Ah...
[heavily breathing]
The next one I'm gonna pull out.
Thank you for proving my point.
Uh-uh. No, you're not
gonna turn this around.
How can you hold me accountable for
something I have no memory of even doing?
I mean, I don't even know
what it is you think I've done.
You truly don't know?
No.
[scoffs]
[slow music playing]
Your name is Darren Goforth.
Darren.
What kind of name is Goforth?
Okay. Who are you?
Mia Wagner.
- Mia Wagner. Okay. Mia Wagner.
- Yeah. Ring any bells?
No.
No. What am I to you?
You're a f*cking monster!
- A monster?
- Yeah, a cold-blooded k*ller.
- What?
- Urgh.
[sobs]
- This can't be true.
- On February 24th, 2001,
you made the biggest f*cking mistake.
You k*lled my family.
Look at me.
My mother, my father, my...
My baby sister.
But then you made an even
bigger mistake than that.
You let me live.
[Darren breathing heavily]
[Darren]
Let me say I k*lled your family.
How can that be
if I don't remember?
That's the sort of thing
a person remembers.
- Okay, so what are you implying?
- You got the wrong guy.
- Hah. Okay. Okay.
- Yeah.
What are you looking for?
Huh.
[tense music playing]
What is that?
That's you.
- No.
- Mhm.
- No, that's not right. That's wrong.
- That's you.
Look at me. I know it's you.
Someone made a mistake.
Do you hear me?
In my front pocket
there's a wallet, I can feel it.
It's got to have my license in it.
Just take it and look.
Yeah, I already know about
your name change, but nice try.
Name change?
I don't even know my name!
Please, please,
just take my wallet!
Please! Oh...
- [dripping]
- [Mia chuckles]
[Darren breathes heavily]
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- You know what I think?
What?
You're full of sh*t.
- Yeah.
- Well, what?
Some amnesia bit. You don't know me.
I don't know you.
You don't know your own name.
I mean, what you see
in the newspaper,
that's the same dead eyes
and everything.
God damn it!
I just f*cking pissed myself!
I'm scared, okay?
I want to go home!
There he is. That's the
angriest guy I've ever met.
There he is. Finally!
Yes. Right there.
There you are.
Mm.
Look,
reconsidering the circumstances,
you're gonna need to forgive me
if I'm a little testy.
What the f*ck did you just say?
Forgive... You want me to forgive
you? Forgi... Okay. Yeah!
- Look, I f*cking can forgive you. Huh?
- No!
Ah!
- Yeah. Yeah!
- [screaming]
[Mia] Yeah, you like that?
[grunts]
Ah! [breathes heavily]
I will never forgive you.
I will cut you into hundreds of f*cking
pieces before that ever happens.
[Darren grunts]
- Come on!
- You're not gonna get away with this.
Oh, because
who's gonna miss you?
Who's gonna miss
a piece of sh*t like you, huh?
Oh, you think
the cops are gonna care?
Oh, they're gonna take a report, but they're
not gonna be too hard. You know why?
Because they're just gonna think that
somebody else did the job for them.
Me.
Come on!
All right. Look.
Okay, let's assume everything
you're saying is true,
and I get what I deserve.
There's a whole 'nother angle
you're not accounting for.
Someone could have easily
seen you take me.
You didn't think
about that, did you?
I did, I did think about that.
You know, I don't normally dress
in men's clothing.
[suspense music playing]
Oh.
I need a minute.
Be right back.
[action music playing]
[music stops, crickets chirping]
- [action music playing]
- [grunts]
[man] You got the wrong guy.
[man grunts]
[exhales]
[man] Mia.
[Mia breathes heavily]
- [man] That's my little girl.
- Come on, Mia.
[breathes heavily]
Come on, Mia.
You know what you gotta do.
[man] Always will be.
[sobs]
[grunts]
[laughs]
[man whispers] I love you, Mia.
It's not
about what he remembers.
[laughs]
It's about what he did.
[man] Are you afraid?
[grunts]
Hey! Hey, hey!
Sit the f*ck down!
Gah!
I told you not to f*ck
with me. Huh?
[metal platter clatters]
Not anymore, b*tch.
Okay.
Where were we? Huh?
Hm?
[car approaching]
- Help! Help!
- Hey! Shh!
Keep your f*cking mouth shut!
In here! Somebody! Help!
- Shut up!
- Help me! Ah!
[gargles]
- [muted screams]
- Shh!
[Mia] Okay.
[sheriff] Mia. Is that you?
Sheriff.
Last time I saw you,
I think you wore still pigtails.
Uh, yeah. I guess I haven't
seen you since the trial.
I know you don't associate me with happy
times, but it is nice to see you again.
- You're all grown up.
- Yeah, something like that.
You're still a skinny
little thing, ain't you?
You're losing weight.
- So?
- In town,
women always trying to lose weight.
I was married once.
I'm sorry, Sheriff, is there
something I can help you with?
I got a report
of unusual activity.
- Unusual activity?
- Yeah.
You know how it is around here.
Things don't change much.
Locals see something out of place.
They give me a call.
- I mean, they're nosy b*stards.
- Yeah. I guess some folks call it that.
Don't get upset.
There's usually nobody out here.
I've been up here a couple times
over the last few months,
so it'd be nice if, you know,
people can mind their business.
- [sheriff] Yeah, I understand.
- [Mia] I'm not sure that you do.
[sheriff] Big city law
enforcement is a losing battle.
That's why I came up here
25 years ago.
- One man still makes a difference.
- Yeah. Anything else, Sheriff?
Yeah. Is there somebody
up here with you, Mia?
How is that
any of your business?
So if anyone that doesn't match
your description is spotted,
I don't get called back out here
on a wild goose chase.
- So anybody up here with you or not?
- Nope.
I'm just spending
the weekend up here by myself.
You know, I needed... I needed
some time to decompress.
Okay.
[Darren coughs and grunts]
- What was that?
- Uh... [chuckles]
It's all right, Sheriff.
You know, I'll... I'll handle it.
I just wanted
to check in on you.
- Uh-huh.
- Let you know I'm still here to look out for you.
Yeah. You know, I've seen what you
looking out for me and my family does.
And I'm not interested.
Good night, Sheriff.
Good night, Mia.
[car engine starts]
[tense music playing]
[clicks tongue]
I told you to be quiet.
Urgh!
What did I have to lose?
Well, we start with ten fingers.
- Huh?
- Wait, wait, wait! I'm just scared, okay? I'm sorry.
- [bone cracks]
- Ah!
- Oh, I forgot.
- God...
Poor little Darren doesn't know
why he's here, huh?
Why should I believe
anything you say?
- It's obvious you have an agenda.
- This.
You could have just faked that. You
could be faking this whole thing.
[sighs]
You know, your bit
is exhausting.
Oh, God.
You're crazy, you know that?
I'm not crazy.
I'm committed.
Urgh!
This...
He's got to come back, you know.
The sheriff.
No one. And I mean no one is
going to save you this time.
He knows you're not alone.
He doesn't know his own d*ck, and
you'll be dead before he does.
You think
you're secluded up here,
in the middle of nowhere,
but you're not.
You have no idea
how easy it is to see in here.
That winding path from there,
you can see through any window.
And how would you know that?
Oh, cat got
your tongue now, huh?
How the f*ck did you know that?
- [grunts]
- [TASER crackling]
"Oh, I can't remember my name.
"And I don't remember k*lling
your family in front of you." Huh?
- Don't. Ah!
- Come on!
[TASER crackling]
We're gonna find out
right f*cking now.
- [TASER crackling]
- [screaming]
Oh! Wake up!
[screaming]
- [breathing heavily]
- Oh, yeah?
- [screaming]
- [TASER crackling]
[blows]
Jesus Christ!
You crazy f*cking b*tch!
- Yeah.
- [Darren grunts]
I'm ready for the truth now.
Say what you did. Hey! Admit it!
I need to hear it.
I'm dying.
You're going into shock.
Come on.
Hey!
Why? What good would it do?
I can k*ll you slow
or I can k*ll you quick.
All depends on how much pain
you're willing to take.
Just get it over with.
You deserve to suffer.
f*ck you.
I got all weekend.
Urgh...
[Mia] C'mon.
Everybody knows the truth
will set you free.
Come on. Come on.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Come on.
- f*ck you!
- Oh, no. Thank you.
But I got something for you.
[Darren] Oh.
Alright. What the hell
are you doing with that?
Get away from me!
- This will teach you who you are f*cking with.
- Ah! Ah!
[tense music playing]
Don't panic. Hold your breath.
Ration your breaths.
[Mia grunts]
Yeah.
[sharp, deep breaths]
Trouble breathing?
Are you tired yet?
[grunts]
- [grunts]
- [bones crack]
f*ck.
You have no idea
how good that felt.
I watched you and your family
for months.
Fantasizing not only how I was going
to k*ll each and every one of them,
but the order
I was going to do it.
Who to k*ll first?
Who might be fun to watch
as I k*ll the rest?
Oh, but as you know,
I saw something in you.
You have the same light in you
that I have in me.
And I knew that if you watched,
it would just stoke that fire.
Strengthen our bond.
I know, I know.
It wasn't pleasant then
to hear them scream
and beg me to stop.
Children are more...
What's the word?
Malleable
and, obviously, resilient.
- Darren Goforth.
- In the flesh, baby.
- All this time, you were just... Just...
- Acting.
I would say I was doing
a damn fine job of it.
Maybe I should
have been in the movies.
You should've seen your face.
Ha-yah!
[Darren laughs]
[grunts] f*ck! Whoa! Ah!
- Now you're turning me on.
- You're in no position to be cavalier, as*h*le.
Oh. Let me get this straight.
I'm here with you
and your little knife.
What? I'm supposed to be shaking
in my boots, huh?
If I die, I die.
Who gives a f*ck?
- [yells]
- [grunts]
Come on, Mia,
what are you doing? Huh?
Oh. You're hesitating.
Come on.
Do it.
I'm hungry.
[Darren] Tasty.
[Mia] You have no idea.
You know what I think? I think you planned
out this whole thing very carefully.
- You think so?
- Well, first you found me.
[pulsating music playing]
And caught me off guard.
[grunts]
No small feat.
- Oh, thanks.
- You should enjoy your little victories while you can.
- Wait, excuse me?
- Oh, do you think I'm not gonna to walk free again?
No. You're not leaving
this cabin alive.
- If you're not afraid of me,
why tape me up? -[chuckles]
Two types of people in this world.
Predator and prey.
Which one do you think I am?
But only one of us is... had the sh*t
beaten out of us while tied to a chair,
so I think... Well, I think
that makes you pray.
Bet you came up here
a couple of weeks ago.
Cleared all the furniture out
of this place and walked through
- your little scenario.
- Mm-hm.
It is a quaint little cabin.
I like it a lot.
It's been so long
since my last visit,
but I have fond memories of gutting
your mother like a f*cking fish.
Well, she screamed and begged
for her life while bleeding out.
Right over there.
[grunts]
Shh.
You're psychotic.
A psychotic person
experiences a break in reality
where they cannot distinguish
between fact and fantasy.
I know the difference between
good and evil, right and wrong.
And I'm well aware of the line
that society's drawn.
But that line
doesn't exist for me.
- No. Why?
- Why?
Cause I don't give a flying f*ck.
I never have, ever.
- You feel better?
- I do.
Okay.
Hey. That music you were playing
earlier, that really relaxed me.
- Would you put it on for a bit?
- No.
You used to have a violin in your
room when you were a little girl.
Did you continue studying music?
That's none of your business.
Well, I hope I didn't have anything
to do with crushing that dream.
Dreams are very important.
Mia, they keep us going. And your
tape recorder is a nice touch.
You should definitely be taking
all of this down. Ditching the g*n.
Smart girl.
g*ns are too fast.
You're gonna want to savor
every moment of this.
And I'm assuming
you have an alibi
in case people start
actually asking questions.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
And guess what, b*tch?
That is exactly
the way that I work.
When I decide I'm going to exterminate
an entire family like yours.
[tense music playing]
- [yells]
- [grunts] Come on!
[yells]
Come on. I know you want to.
Don't let the fear take you.
Fear? I don't have fear.
The fear
of losing your humanity.
Newsflash, Mia!
You've already lost it.
Let me help you.
More force next time.
[breathes heavily]
- You disappoint me, Mia.
- f*ck you.
- You should have taken me out.
- I will k*ll you when I'm good and ready.
It'll never be
that easy for you again.
You'll die easy enough.
You trust me.
We'll see about that.
Get it open!
- [flesh squishing sounds]
- [grunting]
I keep my word.
Urgh.
b*tch!
[Darren] b*tch!
[slow music playing]
[sobs]
Pull yourself together. f*ck!
[splashing]
Urgh.
[Mia grunting in the distance]
[water running]
[Mia sobs]
It's time to end this.
[door closing]
Urgh! Ow!
- m*therf*cker.
- Oh, I thought about f*cking your mother on the couch
that used to be right there.
And I gutted her instead.
Go on, show me what you got.
Show me what you got. Come on.
[grunting]
[Darren laughs]
Oof! There's that angry girl
I know and love.
- Where you been? Ah?
- f*ck you!
f*ck me.
Is this your idea of foreplay?
Because if it is, untie me.
Let's go
down this road together.
Why didn't someone
just f*cking k*ll you in prison?
Well, I was only there
for a second.
Yeah. Oh, and a couple
of them tried, though.
One guy. He tried to shank me
on my first night.
Woo. So I bit his nose off.
Well, I was crushing
his esophagus with a book.
A book.
It was a big book.
Hah. And I thought, you know, given
my reputation, that would be enough.
But when the other dumb
m*therf*cker tried it, I...
I knew I had
to make a statement,
so I tied him up to the bunk, carved
his tongue out with a plastic spoon.
From the cafeteria.
They just give them to us.
Gutted him like a pig.
Like your mother.
And I strung his intestines from
one end of the cell to the other.
It wasn't much good after that,
so just slit his throat.
And I watched him as he watched
me, as I watched him f*cking die.
But thank God that self-defense
is so easy to prove
in a maximum security facility
full of violent offenders
that nobody gives a f*ck about.
Otherwise,
I might still be there.
But I didn't.
Really love the letters
you used to write me.
I've been planning
to k*ll you since then.
Lucky me.
My family not so much, huh?
Why us? Could
have been anyone else.
Anyone.
Why us?
You think it was random?
You think it was what? Bad
karma, some bullshit like that?
Hmm. No. Hmm.
You're not gonna f*ck
with my head. Hah. Mm-hm.
Sweetheart, I've been f*cking with
your head since you were 12 years old.
Why do you think
I let you live, Mia?
- Argh! [coughs]
- That's enough.
Behold my finest creation!
You think it was mercy
that made me let you live?
Think again. An accident?
Nope. Random?
Not even close.
I let you live, Mia,
so that you would relive what I did
to you and your family every day.
Mia, for the rest of your life.
And what purpose did that serve?
Do you ever think
about the nature of evil, Mia?
No.
I do.
Is it born?
Embedded in DNA, like me?
Or can it be chosen?
Can a sweet, innocent little
child like you choose evil?
Inhabit it.
Embrace it.
So what?
That's some kind
of social experiment for you?
Is that it?
In a manner of speaking, yes.
[scoffs] You're pathetic.
And, you know...
And I almost... I almost
feel sorry for you.
Look at you.
Oh, that doesn't change the fact that
I think we're going to see the results
of my little experiment
very soon.
The f*ck does that mean?
[birds chirping]
[Mia] Sun's up.
So what happened to you?
Huh?
What?
What kind of sh*t did your
parents put you through?
Oh. Come on.
What was it? Mm?
Mother was domineering.
Ooh.
Dad was gone a lot.
She beat you, terrorized you.
- No, on the whole, mama's pretty all right.
- Really?
With your particular venom
against women.
I figured, you know, you had
some kind of mommy complex.
- Not that I know of.
- Your father then?
Ah, he molested you
when you were a child. Huh?
- Huh.
- Not even close.
What then? Hmm?
Look, I know it would be easier for you
to understand why I am the way that I am
if there was some kind
of childhood trauma,
sexual abuse,
domestic violence, neglect.
Some people can hang their hat on
and say, that's it right there.
That is what made that poor
unfortunate soul a monster.
Monsters are made, not born.
Hate to burst your bubble, Doctor Freud,
but you're barking up the wrong tree.
- Oh. Enlighten me.
- My parents were married happily.
No broken home.
Dad did all right.
Paid off
the mortgage comfortably.
Middle class.
My parents disciplined me.
Rather, they tried to discipline
me, but they didn't abuse me.
There was no overzealous
corporal punishment.
My parents loved me
the best they could.
Then what made you?
- The way you are.
- Damn if I know.
I thought about it a lot
over the course of my life.
I could never
put my finger on one thing.
That's odd.
- Don't you think?
- It's terrifying.
What?
You. What, you just sitting around trying
to gain insight as to why I'm a monster?
[laughs]
What? Psychopaths can't ponder why
they're different from everybody else?
By the time
I was in my mid-teens,
my parents knew there was something
wrong with their little boy.
- How'd they know?
- Because by the time I was a teenager,
well, let's just say the pets in
our neighborhood went missing.
- I hope you went to therapy.
- Lasted four sessions.
The doctor sent me home. Told my
parents never to bring me back.
Mm-hm.
Did you threaten to k*ll him?
Hm?
I scared him.
How?
I told him
the guy's honest truth.
Man.
Your poor parents.
They did not take it well.
And by that time, I knew I could
k*ll people and be okay with it.
I knew that would ruin my parents lives.
So I took steps to ensure
that they would never have to
feel the pain that I caused them.
How did you do that?
They were my first.
I k*lled them
in their bed while they slept.
Quick. Clean.
Quiet. They never saw it coming.
I made it look like one
of those m*rder suicides.
It was perfect. And those dumb-a*s
cops never suspected a thing.
How could you be so cruel
to someone that you knew,
loved and cared for you?
I was being merciful.
I did them a f*cking favor.
Look, by this time,
I knew I was born this way.
Never had very many emotions.
And I never cared very much
for other people's pain.
I just trusted my intuition,
followed my instincts.
So.
You're just... empty inside?
Mm?
That's it.
I am nothing.
A dark, bottomless pit no act
of violence could ever fill.
I've k*lled or wanted to k*ll my entire
life for as long as I can remember.
Make no mistake.
Mia, I'm a monster.
And I'm good with it.
So just born with bad wiring then, huh?
Is that it?
You're gonna want
to change your tape for this.
[slow music playing]
[police radio chattering]
- Well?
- Any day I walk down the road, I see people coming.
Going. Living their lives.
But then I notice someone
in particular.
Man. Woman. Little girl.
It doesn't matter.
There's something about them.
It could be their hair.
Could be their clothes.
Their skin.
Whatever. In that instant,
I want to throw them
to the ground,
grab them by their throat and smash
their f*cking face on the sidewalk.
[Darren grunts]
[police radio chattering]
Don't try anything.
sh*t.
- Morning.
- I thought I was clear last night.
Look, I just wanted
to check in with you.
- See how you did last night.
- What about it?
You know, first time up here alone
in years. Had to bring back memories.
Well, I appreciate your concern,
but I'm fine.
Did you sleep? Looks like you
haven't been sleeping.
You know, respectfully, my sleeping
habits have nothing to do with you.
You got the same clothes
on you did last night.
Okay, look, Sheriff, I've had about all
the interrogation I'm going to take.
- Interrogation?
- Yeah. Do I have to file a complaint
with the city council or what?
Mia, I'm worried,
and I'm just trying to help.
Because you're so good at that.
Well, I don't need any help,
and I haven't for a long time.
Alright.
Won't bother you anymore.
You're on your own.
Dang.
[car engine starting]
[tense music playing]
[toilet flushing]
[Darren sighs]
Oh, hey.
[Darren sighs]
Can I give you a word of advice?
The next time you kidnap someone,
let them go to the bathroom.
I almost pissed myself again,
but I did find these letters.
Oh, no, no. I guess what, you wrote
these and you never sent them?
Yeah, I wrote to you many times, but then
they let you out so I couldn't send them.
"Dear Mr. Goforth." Oh?
"I'm curious about you
and hope you can help me understand things
better by answering some questions."
Sorry I ghosted you.
After I got out of the pen,
I needed some me time.
Uh-uh-uh.
Let go.
Urgh!
- b*tch!
- Ah! Ah...
You think this changes anything?
- Oh, I think this changes everything.
- I'm not afraid of you.
I know.
Ooh.
Baby.
[grunting]
Come on, get up. Get up. Come on.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Okay, you know what?
Go ahead, take it.
Take it. Mia.
Take it!
Now don't you feel better? You
think you're safer with that thing?
You're not. But if it makes you
comfortable, so be it.
We'll find out.
Baby girl, you're no safer now
than you were when you were 12.
- Then come get some.
- Oh.
[car horn honking]
Who the f*ck is that?
Another one of your friends?
Hey, hey, hey! Back up, back up,
back up, back up.
- I will handle it.
- Then do it.
Get rid of him or I will.
Hey, Mia.
What the hell
are you doing here?
Jason, look.
I'm done, okay? It's simple.
We can't just throw things away
like that.
- Well, we have.
- I bought you a ring.
You said yes. We booked a venue,
and then a switch
gets flipped inside of you
and you become a different person.
You become withdrawn.
Everything's a secret.
You own a place like this
and didn't think
you should ever tell me.
It's my family's
vacation home. Okay?
Yeah. I don't know what you have
going on, but let me help you.
- I can take care of you.
- I don't need to be taken care of. Okay? I... I...
Wait.
How did you find me? Huh?
Jason, did you put something
in my car?
Yeah. I was worried about you.
Look, I am not a child.
I don't need to be looked after
or taken care of.
It's over.
Just f*cking go right now.
Whatever my reasons are, they
have nothing to do with you.
Get out of here! Go!
You're right
about one thing, Mia.
The problem isn't me.
I deserve better than this sh*t.
[car door closes]
Jason.
[sighs]
f*ck!
[crying]
You still care for him,
don't you?
Yeah.
And you're just willing to
throw away a loving relationship
to pursue your vengeance against me?
Don't I feel special?
Couldn't help but notice
your attraction to older men.
Hah.
[police radio chattering]
[car approaching]
- Morning.
- Morning, sir.
Everything okay?
I just drove up here
to see somebody,
and things
didn't go as I'd hoped.
Well, I'm certainly sorry
to hear that.
Who'd you go see?
- Mia Wagner.
- I know Mia, I knew her family well.
You know, I was out there
earlier to check on her.
She seemed like she didn't
want me up there.
It's the same feeling I got
about five minutes ago.
You think she had somebody up
at the cabin with her?
- I certainly didn't see anybody up there.
- I tell you what.
Why don't you take a ride with me
and we'll go check on her together?
- Yeah. Okay.
- Yeah.
All right. Hop on.
What do you say
we get this going, then?
- Yeah, I'd like that.
- Sure. Because it's not too late to stop.
It was too late the moment you
decided to m*rder my entire family.
[tense music playing]
So get the f*ck up. Come on.
[grunting]
It feels good, doesn't it?
What?
Oh, the bloodlust.
The fear.
- Okay.
- Come on!
f*ck you.
[grunting]
Come on!
Get on with it.
[clutter]
[grunting]
Don't f*cking look at me.
[grunting and yelling]
f*ck!
[suspenseful music playing]
You learnt well, sweetheart.
Good for you.
[Jason] She was pretty angry
when I left.
Maybe it's better
if you talk to her first.
-[sheriff] All right. You hang tight.
-[Jason] All right.
No, no, no, no, no.
Oh, you got to be kidding me.
Come on.
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
[tense music playing]
[sheriff] Mia!
Mia.
Sheriff Rathbone.
If you're here, come out!
Jesus.
Mia!
Mia!
Sheriff?
[Jason] Sheriff!
[sheriff] Mia!
I told you to leave me alone!
f*ck!
Mia!
Ah!
[flesh squishing]
That's my little girl.
- [grunts]
- Go away, my little pig.
- [gargles]
- [blood spurts]
[Darren]
She was never gonna be with you.
[Darren sighs]
[breathes heavily]
Freeze!
- Oh, sheriff.
- Drop the weapon!
Oh, mister, thank God you're here.
I've been kidnapped.
Someone's after me.
They're gonna k*ll me!
I know who you are,
Darren Goforth,
you murderous son of a b*tch!
- It was worth a shot.
- Drop the f*cking weapon now
or I'll drop you where you
stand, m*therf*cker!
You and I both know my conviction
was overturned, Sheriff,
so technically, I didn't commit
those heinous crimes.
A confession is a confession.
Well, you can imagine
how surprised I was
when I'm sitting there serving
two consecutive life sentences,
and I get a call
from my attorney.
"We have video
of Sheriff Rathbone
beating me with a phone book
to force a confession."
Stop right there.
The only mistake I made was not beating
your m*therf*cking a*s to death.
[Darren grunts] Ow...
And now I'm gonna blow
your m*therf*cking head off
right the f*ck now!
Sheriff! Stop! Don't! No!
- [sheriff] Mia!
- [yells]
[sheriff grunts]
[Mia] f*ck! Sheriff! No!
[gargles]
You saved me, baby.
I knew you would.
I didn't f*cking save you!
You got this innocent man k*lled,
this law-abiding good man.
- You did that!
- You have emerged from your cocoon, Mia,
as the beautiful butterfly
I always knew you were.
Shut the f*ck up! Shut up!
I know your parents were
good people. I know.
Like our friend, the sheriff.
And pretty boy Jason.
- What do you know about Jason?
- I know he bleeds out real quick.
I know it's
exhilarating to watch.
What did you do?
I did exactly
what I told you I would.
- No, no.
- You didn't take care of him.
So I did.
[yells]
Oh, yeah, Mia.
There's that anger.
I told you, Mia. There's two
types of people in this world.
Predator and prey.
And you will never be prey again.
This is who we are.
You and me. We're the same now.
[cries]
- [yells]
- [grunts]
[Darren] f*ck!
You... You cut my artery.
That's the point! as*h*le.
- I'm gonna bleed out.
- Yes, you will.
[grunting]
Ah!
How does it feel
to be in my plan?
[flesh squishing]
[Darren grunts]
Look at me.
You know what they say.
When seeking revenge,
dig two graves.
Not today, m*therf*cker.
Today I'm only digging one.
[yells]
- [grunts]
- [breathes heavily]
[coughs]
[Mia cries]
I love you, Mia.
f*cking... [coughs]
[dense music playing]
[inhales sharply]
[grunts]
[soft music playing]
[music ends]
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