Serpentine Pink (2025)

[bunniefuu]

[hypnotic music]

[seductive music]

[whip cracking]

[indistinct chatter]

["The Velvet Hunt"

by Krystle Warren]

[applause]

[door opens]

[engine starts]

[Henrietta]

You're so f*cking crazy!

You're so f*cking crazy!

[Jaymee] You keep telling

yourself that.

Are you on drugs?

Is that what it is?

-For sure, yeah.

-Are you doing that?

What are you doing?

Yeah, you're breaking my f*cking

heart that's what happen!

[fast-paced guitar music]

[vehicles passing]

-[seductive music]

-[kissing]

[moaning]

-[music stops]

-[street din]

[gentle music]

f*cking pass me, m*therf*cker!

[female voice echoing]

Henrietta... Run!

f*cking throw yourself out

of a moving vehicle?

Real smart!

[female voice echoing]

Henrietta...

Run, sweet girl, run!

[enigmatic music]

[Henrietta]

Don't tell me [indistinct].

This is enough! It's enough!

[Jaymee]

It's so f*cking obvious,

everybody in the goddamned--

-[panting]

-[suspenseful music]

So it is tonight that I will

heal the deer, she will run.

Tonight I will suck the poison

from a wounded animal

and spit it out

into the desert toilet.

I hope her poison

does not go to my heart.

I hope-- I am coyote quick

enough to get it gone

before I am her prey and victim.

I hope to the north star

she is run over by a pickup.

-[thudding]

-[screaming]

[Henrietta crying]

Oh, my God.

[Jaymee]

Should have known better.

[thunder rumbling]

Should have known better?

Than to come

so close to the road.

[sighing] But we was

the ones who k*lled her.

Not we.

You.

You k*lled her.

[female voice echoing]

Henrietta.

[Henrietta sobbing]

[female voice echoing] Run.

Henrietta, run.

Run.

Run, sweet girl. Run.

[Jaymee screaming]

You did this.

-[sizzle]

-How's that feel, huh?

[breathing heavily] Now what?

[Henrietta screaming]

[footsteps]

[door opens]

[Henrietta sobbing]

[crying]

[indistinct] baby.

I stole you.

Yes, I did.

We made it.

It's not far, anyways.

Ah!

[breathes deeply]

[enigmatic music]

-[baby crying]

-[gasp]

Oh, don't cry, little one.

Mommy didn't mean it.

I-- I know

that she made you do it.

And I know

it wasn't your fault.

You couldn't help it.

You know what will make us

feel better, little baby?

Dancing.

Let's move to make

ourselves sexy.

Here. Watch me.

[soft rock]

Mommy's a professional.

Mmm.

[soft rock]

[hypnotic tone]

[breathing heavily]

Take a good look, baby.

A good f*cking look.

At me loving you.

[hypnotic tone]

-[knocks on door]

-[gasp] Oh!

Give me back my battery,

Henrietta.

It's mine.

My baby, not yours.

I know you can't see sh*t now,

but just FYI,

cutie pie, that's not a baby.

She's mine, and she's beautiful,

and she ain't taking

you nowhere.

I came here to take you

to the hospital, not to bail.

[chuckling] Chloride, Arizona.

That's where you want to go,

[indistinct] are there.

And Mrs. [indistinct],

that's the only people

can stand you.

Oh, sweetie, you can stand me.

You can stand me very well.

Well, I ain't gonna give you

the satisfaction of

disappearing into

that abandoned junkyard without

facing what you did to me.

I'm trying to get you fixed up.

No, you want to keep me broken.

You're wrong.

-Ah!

-Open up.

Don't you dare touch my baby.

Quit it with

this battery nonsense.

[Henrietta]

Please John, John, please, help.

-John?

-John, please, help.

Please,

don't let her steal my baby.

You with someone?

John Wayne,

true father of my baby.

[sighing]

Henrietta, you know as well as

I do that the Duke is dead.

If you could see as I do,

you'd know he'd be everywhere.

You're in the John Wayne room,

aren't you?

I had a feeling this is

where you've been running off to

after those

screwdrivers wore off.

Just pictures of

a dead celebrity

in his old motel room, honey.

[Henrietta]

It's so much more than pictures.

If you ever watched with me

or got your head out

from under

those motorcycle [indistinct],

you'd see that too.

They got a Roy Rogers room

and a Gene Autry room too,

but that don't mean

they're really here.

I am, though.

John and I would like you

to leave.

[exhaling]

f*cking odor outpost motel.

Shitty western

celebrity's graveyard.

Jackass tourists

never seen the desert before.

I hate this nostalgic stuff.

This is a ghost town, girl.

Your love is a ghost town.

My love?

Did I ever tell you

John's grandson

went to high school

with my brother?

He left his navy blue jacket

at our house once after a party.

I kept it and wear it

when I feel cold and scared.

So you see, he is here, Jaymee.

He's always here.

A ghost in a ghost town

makes you feel safe?

From those who don't dream,

they're the most dangerous

of all.

Dreaming's for suckers.

All I wanted was to go

dancing for fun,

not for work, for one night.

[uplifting music]

One night too many.

There's not a dress

that doesn't look good on me.

It's not my fault I'm so dreamy.

[sighing]

But, baby, it so clearly is.

Stella Hawk doesn't think so.

She says I got it natural.

I can't believe

you said her name.

I got lots of people

believing in me.

Don't you like

my BB b*llet in you?

Girl, I got you.

I shot and I got you.

Let me see your eyelash flutter.

Let me see the blood out

your neck.

Let me roast you

and enjoy every morsel.

Dreaming's for suckers.

What does that make you?

Think of me or dinner?

I brought

your favorite lipstick, honey.

JJ...

Peachy panty parade?

[Jaymee] Let me put it on you.

And we can kiss it on

and kiss it off forever.

[exhaling]

Your favorite part,

all night long.

You're beautiful.

You always tell me, kissing is

the sweet before the storm.

You burned off my lips.

I can't kiss no more.

Sure you can.

I k*lled that little deer, H.

She's up in heaven

just like you wanted.

That's real nice, J, but that

don't make me pretty again.

Let me in.

It hurts.

Don't it?

Wanting something so bad

and not getting it.

Then spread your legs for me.

No.

I think I'll let you

hurt a while.

Paint my nails red, sexy lady.

[soft music]

[vehicle departs]

[Jaymee] Make them cherry,

like your lips.

And blow on them real softly.

So they don't burn

bloody anymore.

Just cherry.

Cool, like this?

[chuckling]

I love that you let me

paint them.

They're the prettiest nails

I ever saw.

How embarrassing.

Pretty ain't nothing to be

ashamed of.

If you say so.

Oh, come on, woman,

you can't tell me

those nails don't make

you feel like a million bucks.

I can't.

Because of you.

Just what I like to hear.

You're the million bucks.

Even more but I like to hear it.

No, you are.

Holding my wrench

never looked so good.

You brought your wrench

with you.

I got a couple of screws loose,

baby.

Might come in handy.

Now you'll think of me

when you work.

I always think of you.

You're the best mechanic I know.

Fixed my heart right up.

You're a sweet one.

Keep good care of those nails,

sweet one.

-[bright music]

-Won't want to hit anyone

in the face no more with

my artwork all over your hands.

Right?

You're right. I won't.

Won't want to hit anyone?

[wind howling]

You're right.

I won't.

Won't want to hit anyone,

Jaymee. Won't want to hit!

You're right.

I won't!

-[tense music]

-[grunting]

Henrietta, it's Andra.

Can I come in?

-Goddammit!

-Uh, John has got her,

[indistinct]

Don't listen to her, baby.

I'm gonna be free in a second.

I'm gonna bust out.

What you think?

Sorry, sneaky poo.

-But you leave me no choice.

-[choking]

I can't have you breaking

any more doors on my motel.

I gotta keep it sheltered

from the storm, you know?

And that girl from

the hit-and-run.

Yeah, you are right.

I knew that.

Ah! [groaning in pain]

Andra, the needle.

Give me the g*dd*mn needle.

[Henrietta] Don't hurt her.

Please don't hurt her.

-This is for you, girly.

-Baby, come stop them.

Mmm. [laughing] [indistinct]

I know you.

You're the new b*tch

who reads the poems.

I'm not new.

You know me.

[Jaymee] Oh?

Where you been?

The actual question is

where you been.

[exhaling] Ah!

-[Shaman laughing]

-[Jaymee] Daddy.

[Shaman] Hmm?

Where'd you put my inhaler?

[laughing]

You burned it bad for a laugh.

Oh, okay.

Okay, Daddy. Okay--

-[thunder rumbling]

-Hey! He's Shaman.

And he's bailing you out again.

[laughing] I know he's Shaman.

How could I forget the dude

who slips me pills behind

Vinny's vintage.

What?

-I don't do that.

-You do that?

I don't.

She's just f*cked up

from the tranq.

Who knows what she's saying?

You asked me where I've been.

Where you been?

Everywhere.

[Jaymee] You some kind of sl*t?

Hey, Bronco. Be nice.

Andra here's

gonna heal your girl.

Oh, my girl's already fixed up.

Fixed up shut like

she should be.

Your mother wanted you

too little,

but your father

wanted you too much?

Hey, lady,

I didn't ask you for a reading.

You didn't ask for a lot of

things, but that she still steps

to separate the lizard

from her tail.

Why don't you just

grow a new one?

Ah! I'm not paying you.

I-- I have,

I have enough money, though.

Just-- just so you know,

I don't want your hands

touching mine for a reading.

I-- [sighing]

Only Henrietta touches me.

Ugh, and this guy, I guess.

Against my will.

I'm not new.

Henrietta!

Jaymee's left forearm.

Find her razor.

[emotional music]

All the stars

and all the full moon

[indistinct] fall upon us.

What the hell did she just say?

-Private territory.

-[scoffing]

Let's go. Come on.

Let's go.

Right in here.

Okay. Ups-a-daisy.

Henrietta.

It's Andra.

I know.

[indistinct]

[indistinct] breathe

for a minute.

Deep breath.

[Henrietta breathes deeply]

Oh, yes.

May I?

If you see something in my face,

what's left of it,

if you read some sort of funky

future, no, don't tell me.

What if it's good?

-It won't be.

-Oh, now you're psychic?

You ever get a face

full of battery acid?

Not literally.

Well, if you did,

you know for certain

your face wouldn't

show nothing good.

-You're still you, Henrietta.

-[thunder rumbling]

Corn on the cob.

It hurts so much to cry.

Nobody's cried as much

as I have today.

It's just a different skin.

Yeah, it's different.

Disgusting.

Embarrassing.

Humiliating.

Now I'll never get

to Vegas to dance.

Who's going to hire me

looking like this?

I'm no spring chicken, Andra.

Girls younger than me

are retiring.

Dr. Dixon will fire me, too,

and I won't even dance here

no more.

I'm the sexiest dancer

in the Mojave.

Everyone voted.

Everyone.

Now they're all going to change

their minds when they see me.

I know it.

-[emotional music]

-I just know it.

You are more than a lady

who loves roadkill.

You are more than

a lipstick lip stain.

That mirror broken

for seven years, bad fox.

The mask,

you beautiful Henrietta.

Find strength

in temporary weakness.

Nature is self-healing.

It's only our man-made mountains

of ego that destroy us.

[indistinct]

You're okay.

How do I look?

No.

Your soft soul is

full of mariposa lilies.

Quit it with the poetry, Andra.

Just tell me how I look.

I'm going to make you the most

beautiful you've ever been.

[Henrietta] No.

If you won't tell me,

then I'll just look for myself.

Henrietta, no.

Don't look. Not yet.

Andra, I have to see.

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

[screaming]

[music playing in the radio]

[Henrietta screaming

in distance]

Do you hear something?

Cat fight.

Maybe a hawk.

Don't talk to me about hawks.

Whoa, what is your deal?

Don't make me get my BB g*n.

Put that sh*t away, man.

It is sh*t, isn't it?

Right.

-It's a bear hugging arms.

-[grunting]

Get off me.

You stink.

What?

Really?

Really.

Well, that's weird.

I've been taking sound baths

every day for the past month.

Every day?

Well, I've got a lot of stuff

inside that needs cleaning.

Sound baths aren't real baths.

Well, that's not

what Andra says.

She says they're better

than water, actually.

I mean,

about the atomic energies

in the waves through

the electric...

organs.

They penetrate externally

and internally.

Uh, water only penetrating

externally.

Stop saying penetrate.

Water baths are much better.

Feel as you live in

swarming [indistinct].

-[kissing]

-Shh.

-Hey!

-This is a stick-up.

Oh, please, please,

robber, don't hurt me.

Oh, I won't.

But you gotta give me

something I want.

Mmm. Anything,

just please don't hurt me.

A kiss.

Give me a kiss.

Or your kidney gets it.

You're so cheesy sometimes,

you know that?

What's that lip balm?

You don't like it?

No, it tastes like...

What is that?

I know that taste.

I know it.

Oh, what a sorry

little mystery this is.

Sandra's homemade stuff

she sells in town.

Mandarin orange.

Mandarin orange is a snack.

No, Sandra's got

a mandarin orange lip balm.

She calls it tigre

or some sh*t.

I had a screwdriver at dinner,

don't you remember?

Vodka and orange juice.

That's what you're tasting.

You didn't have dinner.

You told me yourself.

I had a drink before

I left to work.

That's why I wasn't hungry.

It hurt my tummy.

[gasp]

You just sliced me open?

Sandra's mandarin orange?

Stella.

You saw Stella?

I ran into her

at the liquor store.

So why do you taste like

her lip balm?

-Did you kiss her?

-What?

No, I...

She let me borrow it.

Let me go so I can go clean up

my hands.

I told you not

to hang around her.

I didn't hang around her.

I ran into her.

Now let me go.

Ow.

Oh my God, ow, ow, ow.

[gentle music]

You still have it?

The lip stuff?

Where is it?

No, all of my things.

f*cking Sandra's

mandarin orange.

Give it to me

and I'll throw it away.

No. I have an idea.

Let's have that threesome.

-Hmm?

-What?

You always wanted

a threesome, baby.

Let's do it.

-Just give it to me.

-No, no, no.

This is Stella.

I think she's up for it.

Yeah.

Isn't this what you wanted?

-Hmm?

-I don't want anyone else.

I just ran into her

and my lips were dry.

Oh, I can solve that.

Jaymee.

-Quit being a baby.

-No, no, no, no, no.

I can take a hint.

You want to spice things up?

I get it, huh?

Please, stop.

You want to spice things up.

-You wanna f*ck her.

-I--

The old, sexy f*ck up.

I can't take your pain, lovely.

Don't call it lovely.

It isn't lovely.

Don't call it lovely.

No.

You're lovely. You.

You wanted a threesome,

so I gave it to you.

That's what I do, baby girl.

I give you things.

Isn't it what you wanted?

Didn't I give you

what you wanted?

Why would I want this?

Because why would you talk

to Stella knowing

-what a c**t she was to me?

-[grunting]

Do not use that word.

That's what she was to me.

I don't know why you ignore it.

[sighing]

[sniffles]

You don't want me to paint.

You want me to do Zinnias on it?

Black zinnias

on the cherry roll.

Why don't you believe me?

-Of course I believe you.

-Then why?

I care about

what Stella did to you,

but rumors [indistinct].

No one even thinks about

what she said anymore.

No one cares.

And I don't care about her,

so what's the big deal...

about some lip stuff?

You know, H.

You know.

[engine rattles]

Henrietta and I used

to f*ck in the water,

sometimes in the bathtub.

Wow.

That's a different

kind of clean.

Stop going to

the lustration annex.

That place is creepy.

I love the lustration.

[Jaymee] Weird alien chapel

channeling back of the brain

f*ck going down there?

It's just

a yoga mega mind detox, man.

Ugh, creepville.

Well, I wouldn't call it creepy,

being someone who...

would pour battery acid

on her love's face.

What do you know

about love's face?

You can't feel anything,

Mr. Dealer, druggie, drugs.

How could you feel love?

[exhaling]

All I meant was...

I love her so much, it hurts.

Oh. Oh.

What's that song

by Polly Panther?

"Oh, Sacred Sting,

and you I believe."

"Oh, Sacred Sting,

make me feel everything."

"Even the pain.

Yes, love's holy suffering."

"Sacred Sting,

make me feel everything."

It's a really cool song.

It's not what I meant.

Oh, I love Polly Panther.

[chuckling] Grr...

She meant the bullshit

romantic spicy love

with the sadomasochistic thing

only in her heart.

It's not bullshit.

All I'm saying is

I'm so happy I'm in pain.

[spitting]

Same thing.

Is it?

[Jaymee sighing]

Oh.

Oh, dumbass, biker graveyard.

I wouldn't touch it.

This is sacred ground, too.

Yeah, well, it needs to get

over its scrapbook crotch.

No, God!

g*dd*mn, you just offset the...

We gotta mind the vibe here.

The red bandana.

Well, maybe if you

bury something else

you can balance the offset.

Henrietta stitched

black thread roses on it.

It was on Shawnee Rooster's head

when she bit the dust

on Zizek's Road last May.

She's in this biker graveyard

with her bike.

[growls]

Dumbass outpost biker graveyard.

Hey, quit calling

this joint dumbass.

Looks like somebody wants to get

herself buried here, too.

You take one sound bath

and you think you got it

all figured out?

I've taken like

90 sound baths...

and I got the tinnitus

to prove it.

Shut up!

I'm getting my bandana back.

If only I had my damn wrench.

[mysterious male voice]

Bid it all on [indistinct].

-[evil laugh]

-[motorcycle engine]

Leave her bandana be.

But I really want

my bandana back.

Yeah, well, sometimes people

have to sacrifice stuff for, uh,

you know, the sake of,

uh, other stuff.

Don't tell me how to love,

Shaman.

Love? I thought we were talking

about a red bandana.

I leave you and your lame,

happy pain alone,

so butt out of mine.

Not when you melt

my friend's face off.

So I pick the food out

of my heart with snake teeth.

What? [laughs] Oh, yeah?

Well, the whole landscape

cries for you.

Hey, stop it.

Stop it.

I told you to stop it.

I just took a bath.

You are a stinky,

hippie drug dealer.

A million baths

wouldn't get you clean.

[Jaymee grunting]

I am not a drug dealer

or a druggie.

Yeah,

keep telling yourself that.

Well, I will,

'cause it's true.

Don't I know that kind of true?

Well, what do you know?

You're not even around.

Leave me alone.

What do you care?

You're starting to blend in

with the coyotes, Bronco.

I'm worried about you.

-[scoffing]

-I mean it.

Andy's bike broke down

last week, and he had come to me

to find out if you were

still fixing bikes.

I mean, how do you like that?

Your most loyal customer

doesn't even know if

you're still in business.

I mean, I don't even know.

Are you?

Business is fine.

Move into town, it'd be better.

Why? So I can hang out with you

and all your shady motel deals?

That is not

what goes down there.

Oh, better business, my butt.

Friendly convos ain't shady.

You are a drug guy.

Why do you think

they call you Shaman?

Because I help people,

make 'em feel good.

With drugs?

No, I try and help them.

I manage their issues.

The way I manage my hotel.

f*cking hospitable.

More like f*cking mafia.

Mafia movies, man.

Oh, the westerns are still very

much alive out here, young lady.

[mysterious music]

Well, I wouldn't

want to be called

a shaman unless

I really was one.

I try to be.

That's all I'm saying.

It's a little offensive,

though, don't you think?

Sacrilege?

All right, why don't you just

call me by my real name, then?

I'm not calling you Buddy.

Buddy is not my real name.

Oh, yes it is.

Buddy is the name

of my cactus mouse.

Oh, yeah. [laughing]

[Shaman chuckling] Buddy, do

you know how much I love you?

It's almost time

for dinner.

We're gonna have

portobello mushrooms.

Was the name of

my cactus mouse.

Changed his name?

I lost him.

f*ck.

Buddy.

Buddy.

That's enough!

Now come on back.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, Buddy.

[whistle] Come on.

Where are you?

Come on.

It's dinner time, bud.

Buddy. Come on, boy.

Come on, boy.

Come on.

You come right now.

What?

Oh, no.

Well, he was just so damn small.

Buddy, these holes

are snake holes, Buddy.

You're not supposed to be

out here.

You're supposed to be inside.

Buddy, come on. Buddy.

Buddy.

Buddy.

Buddy!

Buddy?

Poor little b*stard.

Hungry and alone out there.

What do you want from me?

I looked for him forever.

I mean, really. I looked

for him f*cking everywhere.

[Shaman]

Come on. Come on.

Come on up out of there

if you're down in there.

You're down in there.

Just come on out of there.

There's a snake in there.

There's a big snake in there,

Buddy.

[crying] I'm sorry.

The place is

a damn desert, dude.

What do you expect me to do?

-I looked everywhere--

-[grunting]

[sighing]

Don't lose Andra.

She's small, too.

[Shaman] Oh, I won't lose Andra.

We are cosmically connected,

she and I.

I know where she is

all the time.

All I have to do

is think of her.

I could have used that

for my dog when I was nine.

That's a good trick.

[Shaman] Not a trick.

She's sharing

the same skin than me.

Ow.

-You had a dog?

-Hmm.

Butterfly.

[indistinct] shepherd.

A couple of eagles ate her.

She was that small?

Yeah.

You're gonna feel better.

You know,

I lived in Sedona forever,

where they got

that vortex [indistinct]

to make people feel better,

and I felt like sh*t my whole

life until I came here.

This place is-- it heals.

It-- This vortex is better.

[Jaymee exhaling]

f*ck this vortex.

Butterfly's dead.

Oh, come on, don't do that.

Don't do that.

-Stop doing that to yourself.

-Don't do what?

What you got in

your pocket there?

It's an eyelash, dummy.

[Shaman] Uh-huh.

From this doe I buried tonight.

I can get you another dog,

no problem.

What? What did you think I was

gonna pull out of my pocket?

Oh, stop it.

Oh, don't do that.

Wear and tear from bike work,

that's all.

Sure.

Whatever.

Believe whatever.

I'm gonna tell you again.

I can get you another dog,

no problem.

I don't need a pity pup,

but thanks.

I got my truck.

He's all the children I need.

Yeah, well,

your truck is pretty cool.

Yeah.

Kimberly's the best.

-Kimberly?

-f*ck you,

I know what you're gonna say.

You named your truck

after your dad?

f*ck you.

Do you know how totally

messed up that is?

Oh, I'm messed up.

Out of the two of us.

It's me.

Tried your water bath, and...

I think it's time for you

to try something else.

No way, I'm not doing one

of your sound baths.

We could do it right here.

It'll clean out

all your insides.

No way some fake healer freak's

gonna know how to clean me.

I guess those button pills

didn't do much to you, did they?

Button?

You gave me peyote.

I'm not just trying to get

that noggin to have a little

realization of its own

nature or something.

What?

You know how much mess

my dad and I used to do?

I'm immune, man.

Nobody's immune.

Oh, or you thought

I was gonna see some sh*t, huh?

Oh, see the error of my...

whatever.

Okay, stop that.

Just stop it.

-You know, you know--

-All right.

But also, how dare you?

I'm in charge of my own vision.

Then how come

it's so dark in there?

You're not a shaman, buddy.

[echoing]

I just wanted you to get better.

Peyote is spiritual.

You should not have given it

to me without me agreeing to it.

Now you're spiritual?

About that, yeah.

I didn't know what else to do.

It was like a last resort.

I thought

we were gonna lose you.

The way you keep doing

what you were doing,

I mean, Henrietta--

[echoing]

You freaked us out, you know.

-Shaman.

-[Shaman] What?

Turn-- turn off the TV, please.

[Shaman] No, not until after

you have a sound bath.

You're gonna feel

better afterwards.

It's like after making love.

Okay.

[dramatic music]

[thunder rumbling]

I won't ever be able to get

my face out of my head.

Oh, it's so much worse than

I could have ever imagined.

No more dreaming now,

only nightmares.

You're gorgeous being

this [indistinct].

Thank you.

But I'd really prefer for you

to face my face with me.

You feel this cool?

It's gonna make

the red skin go to pink,

then back to what you want.

Where'd you get it?

It's not some witchy potion,

is it?

You think I'm a witch?

-Maybe.

-What do you know about witches?

That you're the nice kind.

I'm gonna go.

No, no.

It feels good.

It's aloe from

the Eagle Mountains.

I cut it just for you.

[soft music]

You-- you're putting

mountain on my face?

A plant from a mountain range.

No, no, no, no, no.

Take it off, please.

-Take it off.

-Henrietta!

It was working quite well.

It's in the purest

form possible.

I'm too wild. My life

can't take any more wild.

-My face can't--

-Nature is wild.

But it's also our mother,

our friend.

I've seen that

on bumper stickers.

Because it's true.

Mm, yeah.

The aloe is calming

your skin's fire.

You're the one

who started it up again.

Mm-hmm.

Nature ain't always cooling.

No, not always.

[Henrietta] Jay and I were

driving home tonight

from dancing.

We were fighting and...

didn't see a fawn

come out onto the highway.

She hit her.

We hit her.

Pretty girl of a fawn,

fresh young thing for true.

I know fawns can be boys, too,

but I could tell she was a girl.

Her spots like beauty marks

quivering for what

the night might bring.

Braving that road.

Looking for something more.

No matter how small she was.

Just a girl out enjoying the

scent of the sage on her skin.

A bunch of vultures

wanted to eat her.

Funny, in the movies,

they always come out

when the sun's beating down

on someone dying of thirst.

But here they were, snapping

at her like they got off

on her eyes being wide open

to her own m*rder.

Like they wanted to see her

eat her own heart.

I wanted to save her.

Shut her eyes closed

so she'd just go to sleep

instead of die, but Jaymee...

Jaymee said...

[Jaymee] Should've known better.

Should've known better?

Than to come so close

to the road.

But we was the ones

who k*lled her.

Not we.

You. You k*lled her.

Can you believe it?

Wasn't even behind the wheel.

And she thought it was me.

Maybe it was me who hurt her.

But then maybe it was me who

was lying there on the road,

wishing I could've known better.

Should've known better.

And we just kept fighting.

We just kept fighting

and that fawn saw it all.

Barely lived her own life

and she heard it all

as she bled out.

Maybe it was me

who hurt her, Andra.

You were attacked too.

But to be left there

eaten by vultures.

Or worse, by yourself.

John would've shot those

evil birds between the eyes

and then carried

and married that sick girl.

So is Shaman your John Wayne?

Something like that.

I knew it.

Every time I see you two

together I can see

little red hearts just

floating around your head.

That's what it looks like, huh?

Yep.

Is that what it feels like?

When we're honest

with each other.

Really?

Honesty's always fudged up

the romance for me.

But not the love.

I wish I knew what you meant.

Oh, that smells awful.

Calendula oil.

Cleans and prevents infection.

Calendula.

-Like marigolds?

-Uh-huh.

[gentle music]

John, Andra brought me flowers.

They stink

but they're very pretty.

He played villains too,

you know.

[Henrietta] I know.

Still seems like

a good guy, though.

Careful.

Henrietta?

[Henrietta] I guess

that'll teach that fella

not to pull an ace

out of his sleeve.

A fella?

What fella?

[echoing]

I don't like branding.

It hurts in the wrong place.

Oh no, find your mind.

Henrietta, find your mind.

[echoing] Well, I finally found

a way to put my arm around you

without getting my face slapped.

I'm putting in what I got coming

to me and setting in here.

Henrietta, come back to me.

[echoing]

When it comes to choosing sides,

[indistinct]

or not so good.

-[Andra] Come back now!

-[thunder rumbling]

Oh, Andra, can't you feel

him in this room?

His masculinity, his protection.

Well, I definitely feel you

feeling him.

Oh, I'm through with girls,

Andra.

It's just John.

Now, hold on a minute.

Girls are terrible

to each other.

I want a man.

I want a cowboy.

I don't ever want to leave

this room.

He's all I need.

Oh, I said that once,

but it wasn't true.

It's never true.

Never?

Oh, come on.

You know it never is.

Not everybody knows

everything like you do.

I don't know everything.

You seem like you do.

I just went through it.

Believe it or not,

other souls have gone through

the same sort of pain

you're going through.

Really?

You see this scar?

Where my ex-husband ripped out

my piercing.

Andra, how awful.

Can't hear very well in

this ear because of him.

Screwed up some nerves.

Why did he rip it out?

[scoffing]

He did not understand

why I am the way that I am.

Didn't like me being witchy,

as you call it.

I'm sorry I said that.

I've learned to listen with

my entire body, you understand?

Your new face will learn

something similar.

It'll know not everything,

but enough.

I'll make sure of that.

How will I know when it knows?

I'm not sure

it's different for everybody.

When did you know that

your whole body could listen?

It felt like lightning

but coming from inside my body,

but I was alone in the river.

There was no rain

and no thunder, just me and...

Surge.

Besides, we're never really

alone, especially in the desert.

You mean we're surrounded

by our angels?

Uh, sure, why not?

Oh, thank you

for this reconstruction, Andra.

You're the angel.

Who's your angel?

-What do you mean?

-Well, the Shaman is

your John Wayne,

who's your Andra?

Who comes when you need

calendula and aloe?

Oh, well, Mother Nature,

I suppose, but mostly myself.

I admire you so much.

Like I said before, you just

have to learn how to listen.

I'm all ears.

Did you hear me

when I called out to you earlier

tonight before

all this happened?

[suspenseful music]

[Andra echoing] Henrietta!

[Andra echoing] Henrietta!

Don't call out my name

like that.

I didn't call out anything.

I just heard you.

You said Henrietta!

With exclamation points

and everything.

I've got no more

exclamation points for you.

You need to end it with Jaymee.

I did.

I got the baby

and now she's gone.

You should report it

to the police.

Shaman and John can't

protect you from her forever.

They don't have to.

I know what it's like

to be considered beautiful,

to have someone addicted to you.

That in and of itself

is [indistinct].

You must be on your own now.

You must stand like

a cactus in the desert

and only drink water

from your own soul.

You got bumper stickers just

falling out of your mouth.

I've got the truth

and the truth is she's far more

dangerous than those vultures.

Hmm. Ain't she though?

That should not make you smile.

[sighing] Andra...

haven't you ever gone out into

the desert and...

run into a lone wolf

or a hungry coyote

or a rattlesnake ready to strike

and for some reason

instead of running away

you wanted to run towards them?

Unfortunately, I have.

That's what

I've been trying to tell you.

I've gotten in

the snake's bed too, but...

I finally got a bite

so bloody

I couldn't move anymore.

I was left for dead.

Roadkill,

like your precious fawn.

How will I know I'd be dead

when she makes me feel so alive?

After he ripped out my earring

I stayed with him for months.

Months.

I could have died.

Dumb as a doornail.

But dumb love can be

the most brilliant.

Hey, now I'm talking

in bumper stickers.

It's not love.

[gloomy music]

Oh! [sniffles]

Henrietta.

[sighing]

Wait, what do I do?

Just let it pass through you.

That's it?

You might have a vision.

Shaman, I told you,

I'm in control of

my own visions.

Not this time.

I have to be.

You have to let it

pass through you.

It's very powerful. Just let

it do what it's supposed to do.

Vibrations are making the

inside of my skin feel weird.

[Sharman]

That means it's working.

I don't like it.

[Sharman]

You have to give in to it.

Generally, my visions

are really awesome.

I have this one mom

in the vision.

She's like a 1950s alien

with a big head and big eyes.

Only she's wearing an apron.

She's in the kitchen where

I grew up making me casseroles.

That doesn't sound so bad.

[Sharman]

But you gonna be careful.

They can take a turn.

Hi, mom. Tuna?

-Shaman.

-No ma'am, no ma'am.

-Shaman.

-What do you see?

It's like the salt

in the sea if it dried up.

Cool.

Oh, the stars just...

The stars are so pretty.

Ah!

[dream music]

[Jaymee] I can... [chuckling]

-[rain pattering]

-Wet... Raindrops?

[Sharman]

Mom, it's raining outside.

Come on in.

We'll watch, Wheel.

Oh, it's raining.

Mmm, oh, I love the water.

[mystical music]

Is it [indistinct]?

Or is that a tree?

Is it her hair or the branches?

I can't see through the rain.

[rain pattering]

Is she blowing me a kiss?

Or is that the wind?

[wind howling]

[Shaman] No, no ma'am I haven't

kissed anyone all these years

except you, like a good son.

[thunderclap]

Ah!

[laughing]

[panting]

Mommy, are you okay?

Oh!

Oh!

Help! Get me out!

I'm trying!

-I'm trying!

-Stop!

Stop!

-Henrietta!

-[intense percussive music]

[music stops]

[man's voice in distance]

Jaymee.

Jaymee.

Mmm, Henri, let me smell you.

[man's voice in distance]

It's not Henrietta.

It's Kimberly.

I thought I told you

to stay put until I got back.

[Kimberly]

How could you use me so cruelly?

You're being a baby.

[Kimberly] I'd hardly call

wanting my battery back

being a baby.

I have no heartbeat without it.

-Better off.

-[Kimberly] It?

Yeah.

[Kimberly]

It ain't nice to want something.

Well, if it's bringing you down,

then why not?

[Kimberly] How you gonna take

Henrietta to Chloride

if I'm dead?

Keys in the ignition is

nothing without my battery.

I'll hitchhike.

[Kimberly]

Honey, no one would pick you up.

Yes, somebody would, as*h*le.

[Kimberly] Who would want

a psycho serial k*ller

in this station wagon?

That's not who I am.

[Kimberly]

I got the cricket corpses.

[Kimberly] The hoppers, the

mats, the poshy-skinned bits

in my teeth to prove it.

What about that deer?

I-- I sent it to heaven.

[Kimberly]

Dead as a doornail.

Angel, I can't believe

you made me hit that baby.

How I'll recover,

I'll never know.

m*rder's such unloveliness.

Afterlife.

Dumbass, I sent it to afterlife.

[Kimberly]

It don't matter.

I've seen what

you're driving done.

With my two eyes open,

you made me do it.

[screaming] Roadkill.

You're no good.

-m*rder*r!

-Yeah.

Well, isn't that what

all the little virgins want?

Hmm? Isn't that what gets

all their little pussies wet?

[Kimberly] No, no, baby.

That's what you want.

[Jaymee] All I want is her.

[Kimberly] Henrietta's starting

to notice that, isn't she?

I can feel it when she hops

out of the passenger seat

like it was on fire.

That's not true.

You-- you just miss her a*s

in your lap.

[Kimberly]

Oh, I miss everything about her.

Not as much as you do, though.

Can't come

with anyone else, huh?

-Shaman.

-[Kimberly] Hmm.

Shaman!

Wake me up!

[Kimberly]

This is not a dream!

Shaman!

[Kimberly]

You ain't never dreamin' again.

Oh, oh!

Mmm.

[soft music]

[Jaymee grunting]

[crying]

[sniffles]

[wind howling]

[knocks on door]

Don't look at me.

I'm a nightmare.

Oh, the light's

too bright, baby.

Turn it off.

I don't know that I can.

If it comes from you,

it can leave from you.

Feel how your new face listens.

New?

Look, I just had the most...

f*cked-up vision in

the history of brains,

so all I need and all

I want is you back to normal.

Okay, back to

your beautiful self. Okay?

Kiss me and we'll see--

But your face is still healing.

I want to feel, Andra.

Do you smell

the marigolds, Jaymee?

Oh, Henri.

What did I do to you?

What is that

I'm tasting in your mouth?

Blood?

It's working.

[Jaymee] What's working?

I'm tasting...

Your wound.

It's that fawn.

You ate that fawn.

Oh, come on, girl.

I'm not that psycho.

Then why does your kiss

taste like...

A hand covers a girl's mouth

and another over the throat.

All I've had is whiskey

and everything Shaman gave me.

Let the lightning come.

-[thunder rumbling]

-It's not a fawn.

It's a doe.

Doe? Tastes like blood?

Oh!

She became a doe.

The surge.

The surge, Andra.

Surge? What?

[both laughing]

I'm--

I'm sorry.

My wanting to have fun

with someone else hurt you.

With John and Stella, they were

just delusions and distractions.

To live in the surge

is to have a heart in pain.

What did Andra do to you?

My body's different now.

I felt it when we kissed.

Your sweet

just isn't my storm no more.

No, no, no.

You still love me.

You love my kisses.

Open your eyes to the nightmare.

Feel how it hurts.

Don't give it to someone else.

Feel it.

No, wait.

Even though I made you

go through it alone,

can we do mine together?

[dramatic music]

[breathes deeply]

[grunting]

[groaning in pain]

[breathing heavily]

At least we'll know we felt

each other's exact pain once.

You want me to help you?

No.

I want to feel it

for as long as I can.

No more bullshit.

No more lies.

I've always wanted

a tattoo there.

["The Velvet Hunt"

by Krystle Warren]

You want these, huh?

There, now will you stop

freaking me out?

Ah! [indistinct].

Lavender cleanse.

Getting all the scorpions out.

I'm sorry I passed out.

I should have

been here with you.

Some eyes open a little

more slowly than others.

I sent you vibes though.

You get my vibes?

I did.