- Christ, it's
hotter than Satan's as*h*le
out here already.
I swear to God, they make
us do this sh*t
just to f*ck with us.
- Brother John,
the Lord's name in vain?
You should know better!
- Robbie, how
long have you been
with the Crown of Thorns?
- It's Robert,
and I started my baptism
about six months ago.
Why do you ask, Brother John?
- f*ck me.
They saddle me with a newbie
as part of my penance.
- Brother John, spreading
the glory of our Savior
is never a penance.
Also, I do not appreciate
your use of foul language.
You should know
better than that.
I will be sharing this
with Brother Isaac
upon our return to
the sanctuary.
- Robbie, you're gonna
learn that Brother Isaac-
- It's Robert.
- I don't give a sh*t
what your name is, Rob.
Just listen to me.
I've been with the Crown
since almost the beginning.
And lemme tell you something.
They got a plan to make
the world a better place
for giant, gaping
assholes like you and me.
Dude, it's all real.
One day, they're
gonna take it back
from all these rich f*ck
that screwed the planet,
took advantage of all the
little people like you,
but all the glory to the
Savior bullshit,
it's all just part of the show.
Don't worry.
I'm sure they'll find
a place for you on top
once you get up off your knees.
- You really think so?
- I'm sure, kid.
Anything's possible.
- Glory be.
I do sure hope so.
Brother John, if you
would allow,
may I ask you something?
- Spit it out, kid.
- Why are you doing this
if you hate it so much,
Brother John?
- That's a long story
for another day, Robbie.
Now why don't you take
all that big d*ck energy
you've got saved up
for the Almighty
and spend it on all
those possible recruits
up in the neighborhood head?
Can you do that for me?
'Cause Brother, I
suspect, we've got quotas.
- Brother John, you know
that they are not recruits.
We offer only guidance to
those who have lost their way.
We are mere shepherds tending
to the Lord's lost flock.
- You'll do just fine, kid.
Natural born poacher, if
ever I saw one.
This is our first
customer of the day.
Knock 'em dead.
- Well, hello, boys.
What brings you out so
early this morning?
- Good morning, ma'am.
My name is Robert
and this is Brother John of
the Crown of Thorns Church.
We're out here on this
beautiful morning
to share the gospel of
our Lord and Savior.
- Well, it is so
nice to meet you both.
My name is Grace.
You know I have often thought
that there are way too
many sinners out there
leaching off kind and
decent people just like you.
- Yes ma'am! I
couldn't agree more.
If you have a moment,
my colleague and I would
love to talk to you
about our church service.
- Oh, aren't you just
the sweetest?
Unfortunately, I just don't
have very much time this morning
and I don't wanna waste
any more of yours.
Besides, I am already a
lamb amongst the goats,
a thorn in the devil's side,
as they say.
- It's no problem at all, ma'am.
There is always time
for the Lord.
Well, if you change your mind
or you find more time,
please feel free to contact us
so that we may share with
you the beautiful love
that is our Savior
and the many services our church
and community has to offer.
- I will do that, Robert.
Do you take donations?
- Yes, ma'am. We do.
There is always help to
be done for those in need
who have strayed from the flock.
- You have no idea just how
right you are about that.
Well, when you are done
doing God's good work,
you take this
and get yourself something
cold to drink on me.
It's supposed to be hotter
than hell out there today.
- That is an understatement.
- Why, yes, ma'am.
Thank you so much for the gift.
We will do just that.
Have a blessed day.
- Oh, thank you so much.
You too.
- Thank you.
- Not bad, Robbie.
A couple more like that,
we'll have our quota
before lunch.
Be down at the titty bar.
- Brother John, I've
never heard of a quota
for helping people
get to heaven.
- God help me.
Okay, what the hell is going on?
- What do you mean,
Brother John?
- This is f*cking weird.
Where is everyone?
We haven't heard a lawnmower,
a dog bark or a
f*cking kid laugh
since we got in this
f*cking place.
- It's definitely odd to
say the least, Brother John.
- Yeah. And aside
from Sugar t*ts,
we haven't seen another living
soul in a long a*s time.
- Well, why are we
stopping here?
- Lemme see that map
that Jizz Juicer Brother
Isaac gave you.
Oh, f*ck.
Oh oh.
- What's so funny?
- That's why he wanted
us to hit this place.
It's a f*cking gold mine.
Just not right now.
- I'm confused, Brother John.
- Rob, it's a
vacation community.
- Yeah. And?
- Yeah, and, f*cking and,
that's why there isn't
anyone around.
We got conned.
- The Lord's work is
never a wasteful endeavor.
You should know that,
Brother John.
- What the f*ck ever.
I say we call it,
go get ourselves a nice cold
drink down at the titty bar.
- I will admit, it is getting
pretty toasty out here.
One drink and then we come
back to finish.
- I'll take it.
- Well, that's not
ominous at all.
- I guess someone else is here.
What do you think happened?
- I don't know,
but I'm starting to get a
creepy feeling about this place.
- Maybe we should see
if anyone needs help?
- I don't think
that's a good idea.
Something's not
right about this.
- Well, the Lord is with us,
Brother John.
It is our duty to help
those in need.
Come on.
- I don't think that
applies to this.
Okay, I guess we're gonna
f*ck around and find out.
- What do you think happened?
You're starting to get that
creepy feeling yourself, huh?
- Yeah, I do believe so.
Something doesn't feel right
about all this, Brother John.
Hey, maybe we should
go get help.
- Well, do you have
your phone on you?
We could call
someone about this.
- No, I don't.
Brother Isaac always says
phones are a distraction
from the voice of the Lord.
- f*ck. Goddammit.
I told him we need our
phones on these excursions!
But he's like, "No!
Be like Jesus walking through
the desert," or some sh*t.
This is totally f*cked up!
- Brother John, I think
we should go inside
and see if someone needs help.
Besides, this place
has gotta have a phone.
We could call the authorities.
- Robbie, you're outta
your f*cking mind
if you think I'm setting
foot in that house
and neither should you.
- Okay, if you won't,
then I will.
The Lord is my shepherd.
For I will fear no evil.
You can stay out here and
flag a car if you see one.
I'm gonna go check
out the house.
- Robbie, I wouldn't
do that if I were you.
- Just stay here and
keep an eye out.
- Robbie, I don't like this.
Robbie!
f*ck!
- Hello?
Wait, wait, wait.
Please, calm down.
Hold on. Wait.
- Oh, sh*t. Robbie!
Robert, Robert?
Oh f*ck.
Oh sh*t.
Oh God.
Ah, f*ck me!
- Okay, I know I was late,
so I'm sorry.
Just, traffic is terrible
at this time of night
around these parts.
So my bad.
You hear me?
- Hmm-hmm.
- You good?
Are you seriously
ignoring me right now?
I get it enough from my wife.
I don't need it from my sister,
too.
Are you serious? Ray?
- Ha. I had you.
You totally thought I
was upset at you.
- Whatever.
- Loosen up.
- I know you were playing.
No, whatever.
- I think you lost your touch,
old man.
- You did not just call
me an old man.
Whoa, I'm not old. Stop.
You know what?
You try having three kids
and see what that does to
your vibrant young life.
- I'm enjoying my young,
vibrant life.
Thank you so much.
I get it.
Your kids are cute, okay.
But I love that I get to travel.
I love that I get to
take my pictures
and my world is myself.
Vain as that sounds,
cute as your kids are,
I can't do it.
But dude, I give you
and Vanessa props
like you married Wonder Woman,
honestly.
- I did.
- She's amazing.
- She is. She really is.
I ain't gonna front.
It's not easy at times,
but you know what?
- Hmm?
- I wouldn't trade it
for the world.
Who's that?
- It's Mom.
- Oh.
- Should I answer it?
- Oh, no. Just let her be.
I talked to her earlier
at the airport.
She really doesn't
need anything.
- I can't. I can't right now.
She's been calling me
all day to like check in.
She wants to know if I
know where to go
and when you're getting in,
as if I haven't spoken
to you already.
- A lot of good that did.
Why were you so late?
- Excuse me?
- Why were you so late?
For real?
- Come on. You serious?
I had to drop the kids off
before I picked you up.
- Hmm-hmm.
- You know what?
You try handling work and
family and Mom,
and on top of that, planning
Dad's retirement party.
You get to come on in and
reap the rewards
of good old Dodger's hard work.
- Bitter much?
Dude, I was just
messing with you.
I'm sorry.
- Ignore that.
No, it's okay. I promise.
I'm just stressing a little bit.
- Dude, honestly, if I
wasn't stuck with work,
I would've been here a week ago.
I've just been swamped.
I'm sorry.
- No, I promise you
it is all good.
Don't stress it,
like only I've been here,
but you're here now.
So that's all that matters.
Traffic's kind of easing
up a little bit.
- Dude, you
were not kidding.
- Oh, I told you.
- What is her deal?
- I mean, she just loves you
and she's happy and excited
that you're here for
the weekend.
Maybe, I guess we should
just look at it
from her point of view.
- But I'm looking and it
looks like smothering.
It certainly feels that way.
She needs to chill out.
- Well.
- She treats us like we're kids,
still.
- Can you blame her?
I mean, in her eyes,
we still are.
And always will be. Yeah.
- Ew, Dodger. No.
- What?
- I am shutting that
down right now.
You sounded just like her.
Gross.
Is the Slain Sparrow still
open around these parts?
- You did not just bring
up the Slain Sparrow?
- Well, are
they? Are they open?
- Yes, it's still open,
but we're not going.
- Dodge, why not? Let's go.
- No, no, no, no, no,
no.
You think I'm playing?
We're not going there
like that is...
No, no, no, no.
- Why would we not go?
- Here you go. Here
you go again.
- We're gonna have to spend
all weekend with Mom and Dad
and Dad's gray-haired friends
at that old lake house.
Can we please just go
get one drink?
Just one.
- No.
- Dodger, it's my first
night in town.
Please, please, please.
Just one?
- No, no, don't look at
me like that.
No, we're not going.
We're not going.
And yes, I know it's
up the street.
I can see it.
But guess what?
We're going straight past it.
Not going. Nope.
That's what we're gonna do.
- Hmm.
- I cannot believe you really
just talked me into this.
- You know this place really
has had a face lift, huh?
- Oh, yeah.
Well, it's under new management.
- Looks good.
- Yeah, huh? Isn't it?
It's two brothers.
- How do you know that?
- Twitter.
- I'm not too old to
have social media.
- Old people are on Twitter.
- Yes. Thank you.
- Wow.
- Getting my party started.
Ray?
- Ah huh?
- What's that?
- What?
- What
the hell is that?
- Nothing.
Drink up, guy.
- Okay.
- For the record, I hate you.
Ah huh.
- Tonight
on the Max Glenwell Report,
Judge Hymes is under
investigation
for falsely charging innocent
people of Winchester-
- I forgot how
good that tastes.
- Oh, I forgot how
good that burns.
- Oh, man.
What are you doing to me?
You know what?
- Nothing is
off the table.
Stay with us-
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Wait, what are we cheering to?
- You.
- Why me?
- Why you? Come on.
I'm proud of you.
Like you've managed to
follow your dreams.
- It's finally paying off.
I want you to know, I notice.
- You're making me blush.
- I see, I see you blushing.
- It's really
not a big deal.
- Take the compliment.
It is a big deal. What?
Think about it.
Your pictures are like so
popular
now all over the internet.
My friends rave about
your pictures.
- Wait, your friends, really?
- Yes. My friends.
And they share your stuff
and you know all that.
I mean, it's really working.
You're on the cusp of
obtaining your dream.
- Okay, it's a big deal to me.
Yeah.
- Hmm.
- You know? I miss this.
I miss you.
- Same.
Didn't even realize it
until now though.
I've just been so busy.
Never really had a chance
to sit back and relax
and just breathe, you know?
It's really good to
see you though.
I'm really happy you were
able to come home for this.
- Me, too.
- How's Dad holding up?
- He's doing all right.
- So what are the plans
for this weekend?
- You know what? I knew it.
See if you would've
replied to the messages
this past few months, you
would've known.
- Dude, the one where Mom
sent us in that group chat
about the hor d'oeuvres
and the invite list.
- Hmm-hmm.
- No, that was pinging
my phone way too much.
I muted that on day one.
- I knew it
I knew you muted it. I knew it.
Oh, I wish I could have
done the same thing.
- I know.
You couldn't, could you?
- Whatever. Whatever.
So look, this is
what's happening.
You ready?
- Ah huh.
- So tonight is...
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
It's just us chilling.
Me, you, Mom and Dad at
the lake house.
A night for us to be a family.
- All right.
- Then tomorrow is the fun,
you know,
the adult celebration of
Dad's retirement
and then Sunday,
Vanessa's coming.
She's bringing the kids
and we're gonna have family
dinner like we used to do.
- Sunday sounds fun.
I don't know about
the rest of it.
- Well, maybe more alcohol
than you can ever drink.
- And now we're talking.
Hmm.
- Hmm, all right.
We should probably get going.
You don't want Mom sending
the cops looking for us?
- She wouldn't do that.
Again.
- I'm sorry. Have you
met our mother?
- We're not
18 this time.
- Hmm.
- So.
You know?
They're about to start karaoke.
- Oh, I'm so glad we
had to get home so quickly.
This place is lit!
- They said they
would be home.
- We definitely
had time for another drink.
- I mean,
you're not wrong.
It just means you can
drink Dad's IPAs now
without the watchful
eye of Mom ever-present.
- I like where your head's at.
Is that Harley?
Hi, mama.
Hi, mama.
Hi, baby. I missed you!
Oh my goodness. She
looks so old.
- I'm surprised
she even recognizes you.
- Oh, shut up.
But I have been gone a while.
Huh?
You still love me? Huh?
You still love me.
- Do your thing.
Come on, do your thing.
- All right, baby.
All right, mama. Sit!
Good girl. Good girl.
- Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh.
- You're so good.
- You still got it.
- You know I do.
- Hey, hey, where's Mom and Dad?
Huh?
Hmm.
Come on, that was good.
That was good.
Hey, hey, hey. Sit.
Sit!
- You're the one who taught me.
Of course, she does that.
- Leave it to the master.
- I know! The big bro.
- Ah.
- Oh.
Hello, hello.
- Okay, okay.
You know what? We're
going outside.
We're going outside. Come on.
- So stiff from that-
- Hmm, you know you
missed this view.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Pretty bad.
Doesn't get much
better than that.
Mmm!
On second thought.
Nothing beats Dad's
homemade beer.
- I know what you're doing.
- Do you?
Clink, clink, big bro.
- You are so relentless.
- Fun is back in the house!
- Hmm.
Oh, I guess they were here.
- You know they were.
Mom's just probably
grabbing something
for the
something-something retirement.
- Hmm. Yeah, I guess
you're right.
It is mother.
- Hmm.
Dude, he's really
perfected this though.
- Hmm-hmm.
- Hmm-hmm.
- Dad knows what he's doing.
- Yeah, he does.
Took him long enough.
- You want the nickel tour or?
- Dude, no.
When Mom gets home,
you know she's gonna go over
every single detail with me.
Like, I don't need
that for my life.
- No, you're right.
- Is my room still
the same though?
- I mean, it's a guest
bedroom room now, but.
- Oh, shocker.
I need to get cleaned up. I
feel grimy from the airport.
- Yeah. Yeah, you do.
You smell!
- Oh, shut up.
- Ah huh.
What are you doing?
- Tom Feely here-
- Ah...
- Bringing you
the word on the street
to the screen.
- Is that a shower beer?
- Oh, you know it's a
shower beer.
You've heard about,
who the church is for.
Christianity.
- Harley!
Harley! Come on!
f*ck.
Harley, I swear to God.
Harley!
Harley, what the hell are
you barking at?
Harley!
Harley.
Harley.
Please, I don't have
time for this, Harley.
What the f*ck?
Harley?
Harley?
You okay?
Harl?
Okay, Okay.
Okay.
Hello?
Somebody there?
Oh, what the f*ck?
Seriously?
What the f*ck?
I don't know what the
f*ck is going on.
Ray?
Raven?
Oh, there she is.
Raven Nicole Hymes.
- What?
- Don't what me?
Why would you send me that?
That's just wrong.
- Dude, what are you
talking about?
- You forget, I'm the last
one you texted?
And who in the hell
are you sexting
and sending sh*t like that to?
- I am not sexting anybody
and I didn't text ya sh*t.
- Okay. Okay.
We're gonna play it that way,
huh?
- Dude, the only thing I
wanna be playing is Sudoku.
You ready?
- I'm ready.
- What the hell?
- I told you.
And please, don't do
that sh*t again.
The last thing these
eyes need to see
is my kid sister
looking like that.
- Dodger, I didn't take this.
- You don't have to lie, Ray.
I mean, it's whatever.
Just look at who you
texting next time.
- No, you're not hearing me.
I didn't take this photo.
How could I have? I was
in the shower.
- Stop playing. You
used the timer.
- I'm not playing with you.
- Yeah, okay.
Truth hurts, doesn't it?
- Dodge, look at this.
- You didn't take these,
did you?
- I think somebody's
in the house.
What do we do?
- Call the cops, now.
- What are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna check the house.
You calling the cops?
- Yes, yes, yes, yes.
- 911. What's
your emergency?
- I think there's somebody
in the house with us.
I'm with my brother.
We're at our parents' house.
- You think
there is someone there
or there is someone, ma'am?
- We don't know. We think.
- Where are you now?
- We're in the kitchen,
but my brother's gonna go
check the house.
- Please tell
him that not advised.
The two of you need to
confine yourselves
and wait for the police.
I dispatched a unit to
your location.
Ma'am, can you and your
brother confine yourselves?
Ma'am, are you still there?
- Yes. Sorry.
I'm just trying to get
his attention.
- Are you
and your brother
able to confine yourselves?
- Yes, we can do that.
- Good.
Police should be arriving on
the scene here momentarily.
Please confine yourselves and
stay safe until they arrive.
Would you like for me to
stay on the line
with you until they arrive?
- No, we're fine. Just,
please hurry.
- Okay, ma'am.
You were just gonna leave me?
- What did the cops say?
- They wanted us to like,
like wait for them to get
here and confine ourselves.
I know.
So what are we
actually gonna do?
- It seems pointless
to barricade ourselves
inside without knowing
what's even in here.
I'm gonna check the house,
so you can either come
with me or stay here.
I don't know what's going on.
There's no one here.
How long until the cops
said they'd arrived?
- They didn't.
They just said they
were on their way.
Where's Harley?
- Oh, sh*t! Harley.
She got into a fight outside.
It was like a coyote
or something.
- What?
- You were in the shower
when she ran off, sorry.
- Is she okay? A coyote?
- I don't know. It
was some animal.
Sounded large.
- Oh, I hope she's all right.
Oh my goodness.
This is all so weird.
Like, what is going on tonight?
- Yeah, none of this
makes sense.
Actually, lemme see your phone.
- Just a sec here.
Here.
- You swear to me you didn't
take these photos, right?
- No. Dodge.
I swear I didn't take
these photos.
You know I didn't.
Look, I get where the
judgment's coming from, okay?
But I promise, I didn't.
- Maybe someone's playing
a prank on us or something?
- Oh yeah, who? Like
Mom and Dad?
Because that would make a
whole hell of a lot of sense,
doesn't it?
- Oh my God, Ray. I don't know.
I'm trying to think of anything,
okay.
- I know. I'm sorry.
Just, . I'm just
stressing out.
- Oh, sh*t.
Holy sh*t.
- What?
- Is that what
I think it is?
What? What is it, Dodger?
- Yeah. Look at that.
- That's him.
- Yeah.
- Someone was in this house.
- Dodger, I'm scared.
- Don't be.
You know, we checked
the whole house.
Obviously, they're
not here anymore
and the cops are on their way,
right?
- What if they're
watching us right now?
I mean, this is sick sh*t.
Who would even do
something like this?
- Ray, Ray, Ray, Ray, Ray.
Look, look, look.
Don't freak out.
You see it?
- Dodger, I see him.
What do we do?
- I don't know.
- What is he playing at?
- I dunno.
- Why is he just standing there?
Is he looking right at us?
- I think he is.
- What is he doing?
Why is he just staring at us?
- I don't know.
Listen, let's just
not freak out.
- Freak out?
What do you mean,
"Not freak out?"
- Listen, listen, listen.
- The cops aren't here.
A freaking guy's outside!
- Ray, Ray, we cannot.
He's out there. We're in here.
We got this.
- Well, what do we do?
- Hey!
You better get out of here!
The cops are on their way.
Otherwise, I'll come out there
and kick your a*s myself!
- Are you actually
gonna go out there?
- I mean, I'm just
trying to scare him.
It's just one guy, right?
- Hey, get the hell
outta here, you as*h*le!
- You better leave.
- Dodge.
Dodger?
Dodger. He's got a knife.
- Yeah.
Hey, as*h*le!
What do you think you're doing?
Oh, hell no.
What do you think you doing?
Oh, sh*t.
- Oh, sh*t.
- Ah, hell nah.
- Wait, where are you going?
- I have payments on that car.
- Dodger, he's got a knife.
You don't know who that
is or what he's doing?
- Stop it, Ray, okay?
Trust me, I'm freaking out
on the inside right now.
- Don't be f*cking dumb.
- f*ck that.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Jesus Christ.
Dodger?
- Jerry?
- Yeah, it's me.
What the hell are you doing?
And who's this?
- Oh, this is my sister, Raven.
She just got in town.
- Hey.
- Oh, you found Harley?
- She was running down
the street a block over
like a banshee from hell.
Hey, you know what?
Hold up a sec.
Now can one of you tell
me what's going on here?
- It's a long story, Jerry.
Wait, why are you here?
I was just out doing my
normal patrol.
Came across little
Miss Harley here
in the middle of the road.
Looked like she got into some
sort of scuffle or whatnot.
So I figured I'd bring her
back to your parents' house.
- And you didn't get a
call from the cops?
- No.
Should I have?
- Yeah, we called them
like 20 minutes ago.
They said they were
sending a unit right over.
Wait, you haven't heard or
seen any police tonight at all?
- No, it's actually
been really dead
in the neighborhood tonight.
Except for little Harley here,
I really haven't had much
excitement on the shift.
Is everything all right?
- No, not at all.
There was someone in our
parents' house.
They were taking photos
of my sister in the shower
and vandalized my car.
- Seriously?
- Yes, seriously.
They just ran off when
you pulled up.
- And you said you
called the cops already?
- Yes.
- Yes.
- All right. All right.
Show me the car and
I'll take a look around.
I'm sure it's just a kid
playing pranks or something.
This is a vacation community.
We get all kinds of
weirdos here.
- He was pretty damn
big to be a kid, Jerry.
I mean, something was
off about this person.
- Very off.
Oh, Harley.
- No. Wait.
- Oh, sh*t.
What are you doing?
- Can you show him the
car and catch him up?
- Well, where are you going?
- I'm going after Harley.
- That guy is still out here.
Let her run.
- Can you just do it, please?
- Yes. Please, be careful.
Come on.
- Harley!
- And that's everything
that's happened up till now?
- Yeah, that we know of.
- Damn.
- What?
Do you see something?
- Harley!
- I thought you said
there was just one person.
- That we saw. Why?
- There is definitely more
than one pair of tracks here.
I'm gonna take a look around.
You can stay here if you'd like.
I'll just be a minute.
Or if you want to come
with me, that's fine, too.
- I'll come with you.
- Harley!
Harley, come on, girl.
Harley, come on, girl.
What kind of sh*t is this?
Harley?
What the f*ck?
Get the f*ck off me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Back up, back up.
What do you want?
- You know, the craziest thing
to normally happen around here
was a couple wild high school
parties back in the day,
but never vandalism.
Is this a new thing or
I'm just crazy?
- Well, that sounds crazy, but
old man Stan up the street,
he's still got you beaten
the crazy.
- What's his story?
- Oh, just your typical
conspiracy theorist nut job.
You know, raccoons and
coyotes are teaming up
to destroy his yard.
He's got lizard people
in the sewers.
He's got aliens coming
at night to visit him.
The usual.
- He sounds like a party.
- Oh, yeah. He never gets old.
- What was that?
- Honey Bear.
- Wait, what?
- My car!
- Oh.
Well, wait for me.
- Not Honey Bear.
No.
f*cking k*lled her.
- She's gone.
What the hell's going on?
- I'm sorry. I know.
But can we just go inside
where it's safe?
- All right, you little sh*t!
The gauntlet's been thrown down!
You want a piece of
Big Bad Jerry?
Well f*cking come get some!
You don't mess with
another man's car!
Unless you wanna take
a trip to pound town!
Where you at?
'Cause I got you a
one-way ticket right here!
- Jerry.
- What?
- Look.
- Hey, f*ck.
You the one doing this, huh?
Is it you?
You come for some
thunder cookies?
Oh, oh, oh.
'Cause Big Bad Jer Bear is
reading to serve 'em up!
- Jerry!
- What?
- We need to get inside
the house right now!
Run!
- Run!
- Come on.
- It's locked.
- Open the door now!
- I can't. It's locked.
- Well, unlock it!
- I don't have a key.
- I don't have mine either.
- Back up, f*ck.
That's my only round.
Make a decision now!
- Uh, the shed, the
shed in the back.
My mom and dad have a spare key.
- Let's move.
Come on!
- Go, go, get inside.
Get inside out now!
- Jerry?
- Raven, what, what?
- Oh my God.
- No, no.
No, no, no, no.
- This is Mom. This is Mom.
No, no.
- I'm really sorry.
- Oh, no.
sh*t! sh*t!
sh*t, she's dead!
f*ck.
- Dodge!
- f*ck all you m*therf*ckers.
- Don't provoke them!
- What the f*ck?
- They're not out there, Dodge.
Where did they go?
They're not there anymore!
- They're f*cking with us.
Where's Dad?
If he's not in here,
where is he?
- I don't know!
- Well, what do you
think they did with him?
Do you think he's okay or what-
- I don't know, Raven!
I know just as much as
the rest of us, okay?
- Look, they probably have
him by now, all right?
There's gotta be something.
There's gotta be something.
Ah, f*ck, yeah.
That's what I'm talking about.
- God help us.
What are we gonna do?
They're gonna k*ll us,
aren't they?
- Not so fast.
We may have a little
advantage here now.
You've got shells
for this thing?
- Yeah, my dad keeps a
spare in here.
Somewhere-
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Bingo, bingo, bingo. Look.
Hey, here's that key.
Is that the spare key
you're looking for?
- Yeah, it is but a
whole hell of a lot
this is gonna do us now.
- Why aren't the police here?
They should have been
here by now!
- Call them again.
- Who, me? I can't.
Mine is in the house.
What about you?
- It was in Honey Bear!
They took her when
they k*lled her!
- Who the f*ck is Honey Bear?
- I can.
It's just ringing and ringing.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait.
- Why aren't they answering?
- Shh, shh, shh.
You hear that?
- Hear what?
Listen.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ray, Ray, Ray, hang up,
wait a second and call back.
I heard it, I heard it, Jerry.
- Okay.
Get down!
- You okay?
- What the f*ck was that?
- All right, look,
we need to make a break for it,
all right?
We need to get to the
back door of that house!
When we get outside,
you stay with me.
I'll keep them at bay.
You need to unlock that
door as fast as you can
so we can get inside.
All right?
- No, no, no.
I'm not leaving Mom behind.
- The tarp.
Just wrap her up and
we'll take her with us.
It's the best we can do.
- Jesus Christ.
- Hurry up!
All right.
On the count of three.
One.
Two.
Three.
- Go, go.
- Raven, go.
- Hurry up.
- Dodge, the table.
- Jesus Christ.
- Don't sh**t.
It's what they want.
It'll break the glass.
- You don't think they're
gonna break the glass anyways?
- Look around.
It's not like they're
trying to get in.
- They're toying with us.
- Why?
- Does it even matter?
- They're the cat.
And we're the mouse.
- Like some kind of sick game.
- They cut the line. What?
- Dodger, what's wrong?
- It's dead. They cut the line.
- Oh, that's just f*cking great.
This night just keeps
getting better and better!
And I spoke too soon.
- She didn't deserve this.
- I just wish I had
answered her call.
- Oh my God.
It was her.
- What was?
- Earlier,
before any of this happened,
I just thought it was a raccoon
making all that noise
in the shed.
The whole time, it was Mom.
Mom was still alive, Ray.
And it's my fault.
I guess if I would've
just checked it,
I could've done something,
right?
I could've...
I could've saved Mom.
She needed me.
She needed me, Ray, and
I wasn't there for her.
So it's my fault.
It's my fault Mom's dead.
- Dodger, it's not your fault.
Do you hear me?
None of this is.
You didn't do anything wrong.
- I did nothing.
That's what I did wrong, Ray.
- Guys?
Hey. Hey.
Look, I'm sorry to
interrupt your moment,
but we really need to come
up with a plan.
- Yeah. Agreed.
Do you have any ideas?
- Well...
What about Dad?
Do you think he's okay?
Or do you think they have him?
- Well, I don't know
about your pops,
but it's a possibility.
- No, no, I'm sure he's fine.
He's probably doing
the same as us
and trying to figure out a
way to save us.
- Well, let's hope so.
- Guys, what's the plan to
get outta here?
- Well,
we haven't seen many of
those maniacs for a while.
They know we have a r*fle.
They don't know how
much ammunition we have.
And I'm thinking they
don't have firearms.
Otherwise, we would've
met them by now.
- How many shells do we have?
- Enough to get the job done.
- Well, obviously the
police aren't coming.
So if we have to
make a standoff,
should we barricade ourselves?
Try and wait till morning?
- I don't think they're
gonna give us that chance.
They're gonna rush us
before sunup,
whether they have the
numbers or not.
- What if we make a
break for another house?
There has to be another house
with a phone or something.
- That's not a bad idea.
- Yeah.
- Find a house with a landline,
call for the calvary.
Yeah. Yeah.
- They had the house
surrounded earlier.
They're probably just waiting
for us to try and go outside.
I don't think that'll work.
Unless, if we can
distract them somehow,
try and pull their attention
to one part of the house,
maybe we can get
through one another.
Thoughts?
- Your car.
Your car.
Turn your car on.
Sound the alarm or something.
It'll draw them out.
They'll think we're
trying to slip out
and then one of us
slips out the back.
Easy peasy!
- This actually might work.
- Ah huh.
- But the question is,
who's gonna stay behind
and trip the alarm?
- Well,
I suppose it should be me.
I'm not quite as in good
shape as you Dodge.
You're the fastest runner.
And no offense, pretty lady,
but if someone's gonna
survive this,
it's gonna be big, bad Jerry.
Besides, someone's gotta
watch your brother's back.
You know how to use that?
- I can try.
Where's that coming from?
- My God, right there.
Right there.
- Dodge, who is it?
- I don't know.
It's Dad.
- What?
- Yeah. Hold on.
- Hello, Dad? Dad!
Say something. Anything.
Who is this?
- Come
outside and find out.
- What'd he say?
- Dodge, is Dad okay?
Dodge!
- He just said, "Come
outside and find out."
- What?
What is that?
- What?
Man.
- My God, I don't know
what that is.
- Right, right.
- What do you want, as*h*le?
- Come outside.
- Why? So you can just k*ll us?
- Dodger, it's Dad.
- Oh no.
What the f*ck are you doing?
- The f*ck are you doing?
You can't go out there.
They'll k*ll you.
Use your brain!
It's a trap.
- Leave him alone!
He's just an old man.
What do you want?
We'll do anything. Just
leave him alone.
- You should
have come outside.
- What happened?
- Dodger!
Raven!
- Why did they do that?
- What is that?
Oh my God, get down. Get down!
- What is it? What is it?
- I'm sorry, Dodger.
- I'm sorry, guys.
- Run!
- They're coming.
What are you doing?
- Fight or flight?
- We fight!
- You want some?
- How about you?
You want it?
- I know you're out
there.
I can hear you.
Come on, you dipshits,
I hear ya!
The train just pulled up.
It's time for pound town.
Come on, you m*therf*ckers!
Come get me!
- Jerry.
Help.
- Boom.
I got you, m*therf*cker!
- Oh, God.
Dodge?
f*ck.
f*ck.
f*ck!
I'm so sorry, man.
I'm so sorry.
Jesus Christ.
We never even had a chance,
did we?
Well...
I'm not going down
without a fight.
- God.
Why?
Why?
- No, sweetie, why not?
Your dad never gave us a chance.
Why do you deserve one?
- Well, that's not
ominous at all.
- What do you
think happened?
Just stay here and
keep an eye out.
- Robbie, I don't like this.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Please, calm down.
Hold on.
- Oh, sh*t. Robbie!
- We have
cameras outside of the house
of former Judge Luther Hymes,
where he and his family
were brutally attacked
and k*lled two days ago.
His daughter, Raven,
barely survived
and is currently recovering
at Chesapeake General.
We have recently
discovered the judge
was forced to resign
months earlier
due to allegations
brought against him
in multiple wrongfully
convicted cases.
This led to those cases
being overturned
and the convicted released.
It's not clear at the moment
if those who were wrongfully
convicted had anything
to do with this grizzly crime,
but one can speculate
that they were.
Police are now asking
for your help
in tracking those
convicted individuals down,
as well as any
additional information
on what happened here at
this residence.
- Hope you're
doing okay, today.
We got another one in
the mail for ya.
- Who's it from?
- I don't know.
Let me know if you need
anything else.
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