Texas Chainsaw 3D (2013)

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(SALLY SOBBING)

They're trying
to k*ll me!

They are crazy!

MAN: Just calm down, Sally.
You're safe now.

Can you tell me
what happened?

SALLY: We ran out of gas.

Kirk went for help.

(SOBS)

KIRK: Hello?

Hello?

Anybody home?

Kirk!

(SCREAMING)

(CRYING OUT IN PAIN)

Kirk?

(YELLING)

FRANKLIN: Jerry!

SALLY: Jerry!

Sally, I hear something.
Stop! Stop!

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS CONTINUE)

(LAUGHING)

No! Please! Please!

Please! Please stop!

(SCREAMING)

Give me that hammer!

(SCREAMING)
(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(HORN HONKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

(SIREN BLARING)

RADIO DISPATCH:
Sheriff, we've got
the victim's statement.

She's en route
to the hospital.

What's your ?

SHERIFF:
On Quick Hill Road.
Headed out there now.

in case there's
any others still alive.

I'm only two minutes
behind you and I'm closing.

SHERIFF: All right,
step on it, Marvin.

RADIO DISPATCH: Sheriff,
that family is likely armed.

You gonna wait for backup?

SHERIFF: I can't wait.
I'm going in now.

I swear to God.
Come on, let's go.

sh*t.

RADIO DISPATCH:
Sheriff wants an ambulance

to Quick Hill Road.

You copy?

Drayton?
(g*n c*ck)

You know why I'm here!

Come out and
bring your son, Jed.

Hands high
above your heads.

I ain't leavin', Drayton.

I have a girl says you
butchered her friends.

No one's turning
a blind eye to this.

He's protecting the house
and the family.

Yeah, well that
ain't the way
I heard it.

(g*n CLICKING)

Oh, damn it.
Come on out here!

Look, I ain't waiting
out here all day.

I'll call in the Staties,
if that's what you want.

Send the boy out, Drayton!

Look, this don't
have to get no uglier
than it already is.

f*ck ain't getting
anybody in this family.

SHERIFF: You don't wanna
make it worse.

I ain't leaving
without the boy, Drayton.

We're Sawyers!
MAN: Hell, yeah!

SHERIFF:
What's it gonna be?

You do what
you have to do, Sheriff!

Send the boy out!

Give him the boy.
He's simple anyway.

He's family.

(SIRENS WAILING)

We're gonna send out Jed.

All right. Send him.

Hold it up, Marvin.

And he gets a good lawyer!

SHERIFF: Agreed.

You did it now, boy!

You let that
b*tch meat get away.

Oh, sh*t.
(TIRES SCREECHING)

Come on out, Sawyer!

Give us that ret*rd!

There's more!
Them ain't cops.

Get back here, Drayton!

We got trouble!

All right, just stay back
now, Burt. I got this.

We're here to back you up.

Yeah, you can start
by getting everybody
back in their cars

and high-tailing it
outta here.

BURT: Let's go, boys!
Lynch these
son of a b*tches.

SHERIFF: I've got
control of this.

He's bringing
the boy out, okay?

What are we
doing there, Sheriff?

Kick his a*s out!

Look, he's bringing
his son out here.

Bring him out!

Light 'em up, Ollie!
Special delivery!

No!

m*therf*ckers!

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(BABY CRYING)

BURT: Hell, yeah.
Sawyer bonfire.

This is on you, Burt.

Eye for an eye, Sheriff.

Can't get around
the Good Book.

Helluva job, boys!

Whoo!

When they're charred,
they're hard to find.

Ah, hell.
Hey, Burt!

(COUGHS)

Yeah?
Looky here.

I'm hanging this bad boy
over the bar.

This baby's coming home
with me.

We gonna be heroes.

Son of a b*tch.
(BABY CRYING)

Help us.

Yeah. Yeah.
Come here.

Come on.
Come here.
Come on.

Come on.
Let her go.
Let her go.

Come on.
Yeah. Yeah.

I got her.
Everything's okay.

(GROANS)

Shh! Shh!

It's okay.

Hey, Gavin,
where've you been?
What is...

Oh, my God.
It's a baby.

Found her.
Brought her out
through the woods.

MAN: Gavin!

Come on, man,
we're gonna be
in the paper.

Yeah, man,
I'll be right there.

Yeah, yeah.

MAN: Come on now,
you're gonna miss it!

ARLENE: Gavin...
Come on!

ARLENE: She's been burned.

Okay.
Yeah, yeah, brother!

Be right there,
my man!

We're gonna
keep her, right?

I got her
for you, Arlene.

You never know
how you look

till you get
that picture took.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

(ALARM RINGING)

I'll be right back.

NIKKI: Come on,
what were you thinking?

Hey. He was Ryan's idea.
I warned you.

Well, next time
your raunchy-a*s boyfriend
tries to stick me

with one of his
high school band buddies,

kiss him for me.
What?

I like him.
He was pretty cool.

We started talking
and he made these
incredible crepes.

Amazing.

He's got this thing
about becoming a chef.

And there's actually
a lot more to him
than meets the eye.

So, do you think
you can handle this

four-day road trip
with him to New Orleans?

I am way ahead of you, girl.
He even volunteered to drive.

Seriously? Wow.
Hell, yeah!

I was talking to...
GIRL: Hey, Nikki!

Bobby wants you
back at your register.

All right. I'm gonna go work
on my Halloween costume.

And I don't mean scary.

(MEWS)

(CHUCKLES)

Nikki digs your old
high school friend.

Something about crepes?

That's Kenny's
signature move.

Nikki had no chance.

I thought we weren't gonna
bring our work home with us.

You think I'm cracked?

No. But you might
wanna broaden
your extracurriculars.

Get over here
and tear this up.

I'm not up
for a bruising.

I wasn't
talking about the bag.

Neither was I.

I love your
crazy little birthmark.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

f*ck.
(SIGHS)
Who is that?

sh*t.
That, it might be
my contract.

(BUZZING CONTINUES)

I'm coming!

(EXHALES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

It's for you.
Me?

Some law office
in Dallas, yeah.

My grandmother died
three weeks ago.

I thought all your
grandparents were dead.

So did I.

I just wanted to
have a child.

GAVIN: Enough. Enough!
I wanted to have
a child so bad

and I couldn't!
Enough, Arlene. Enough!

Why couldn't you tell me?

Tell you what?

Your mother has
a defective uterus?

She wanted a kid.
End of story.

So what? We're not
good enough for you now?

I didn't say that.

I just wanna know
where I came from
and who I came from.

Well, we're the ones
that raised you.

And you were
damn lucky, I'd say.

Those people were...

I can't even put
that into words.

GAVIN: Shut up, Arlene.
There are no words

for that, Heather.
Shut up!

You came from
a sh*t heap.

There.
Now you know.

If I'd had half a mind,
I'd've left you there.

(SCOFFS)

I'm out! I'm done.

Don't even think
about going down there!

Heather!

Heather.

Heather.
You go down there,

you're gonna bring
trouble on us.

What are you
talking about?

Trust me.

Newt, Texas is
the last place
you wanna be.

(DOOR CLOSES)

RYAN: How'd it go?
Like sh*t.

your parents have
been lying to you
your whole life.

Baby, I'm sorry.

I was adopted.

I never felt right
about them.

I'm gonna go pack.

For Texas,
not New Orleans.
Wait.

Hold on.
No, Ryan.
I have to go.

Wait. Wait,
just listen to me,
please.

Hey.

Oh. Ryan called us.

RYAN: Kenny!
That's really cool art.

See, I kind of figured
you'd wanna deal with

your grandmother's
stuff so...

So, knowing how
hard-headed you are,

we have decided
to come with you.

Really?
You guys would do that?

Are you kidding me?

Come here. Of course!
Come on. You're our girl.

Listen, I wasn't gonna
send you to some

cousin-f*ck town
all alone.

(LAUGHS)

I don't mind
driving to Texas.

I hear they got
great barbecue.

So, maybe so,
maybe no?

All right.
Sounds like a plan.

Let's do this.
NIKKI: Oh, yeah.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

What! What!

Texas, here we come!

(THUNDER CRASHING)
Oh, my God.
Are you kidding me?

Jesus Christ.

Go, go!

(PANTING)

f*ck.

What'd you get?
All this.

You like?
'Cause it was,
like, bucks.

Get out.
That's a rip-off.

Don't worry about it, honey.
It's on your credit card.

Oh, yeah?
Well, that's okay.
You know why?

Because...

Kenny paid
for the gas.
What?

What the...
Give me that.

How'd you
get that, man?
Oh, Kenny.

RYAN: Don't cry.
NIKKI: It's okay.
Let's go, baby.

Ready?
NIKKI: Baby, let's go.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

What was that?

(GROANS)

Jesus, dude,
you all right?

Oh, my God.

Yeah, it's all right.
You hit him, Kenny.

Sorry, I didn't
see you, man.

It's all right.

I should probably sue.

But I'll settle for
a stick of that jerky.

Say, where y'all headed?

New Orleans.

You're kiddin'!
That's great!

That where you goin'?
No, no.

Shreveport?
It's on the way.

Did your car break?
Where's your car?

Uh, that's a bit of
a long story.

Short of it is

and I've been
thumbing my way
back from Tulsa.

I sure could use a ride.

Ain't got no problem
paying my way.

bucks.

You'll be
doing a guy a favor.
Help a fella out.

Rain?

Okay. Come on.
Yeah?

We have to stop in Texas
on the way.

Well, sure beats walking.

All right.

You okay?

Yeah. I'm good.

You scared at all?
No.

I'm just wondering
where I fit, you know?

Yeah.

So, what's in Newt?

My grandmother died.
I gotta sign some papers.

My condolences.
Were you two close?

I just learned
about her yesterday.

But family's family.

Amen, sister.

Family is a messy business.

Ain't nothin'
thicker than blood.

(HORN HONKING)

So, do you know anything
about this place?

Just the address.

KENNY: We're just
in and out, right?

That's the deal.

NIKKI: What the hell?
We wouldn't be able
to see anything.

Hey, this is it.

This is Homestead Road.
Make a left.

RYAN:
This can't be it, right?

He said a big gate.

RYAN: Wow.

Wow.
(EXHALES)

Well, there's gotta be
something behind there.

Like a castle
or somethin'.

All right.

(CAR APPROACHING)

Mr. Farnsworth?
I'm Heather.

I could tell
from the car.
Dead ringer.

Thank you for coming
all the way from Dallas.

Anything for Verna.

She was a good woman.
Salt of the earth.

Though not
the most popular
in these parts.

I didn't know
you were bringing friends.

Is that okay?

Well, it's your house,
if you want it.

Just so you know...

Verna's trust forbids you
from selling it.

It's all described
in these papers.

Okay. Thanks.

You can't quite
see the house from here.

But it's just up
beyond those trees.

These keys, they open
everything inside and out.

Verna was
big on security.

- - .

Best to remember it
as a date.

August th.

Right. And the gates
work automatically
from the other side.

I have a house.
And a whole
list of assets

that I'll be
forwarding to you

as soon as the
accountants sign off.

Oh. I almost forgot.

The most
important thing.

It's from Verna.
Make sure you read it.

Okay. I will.

And call me if you have
any questions.

HEATHER:
You're not coming in?

Uh...

No. I promised
some other folks
I'd stop by.

Don't forget to read
Verna's letter.

Hey.

How did you find me?

Find you?
Honey, you were
never lost.

NIKKI: It's a mansion!
Oh, my God!

(LAUGHS)

Wow.
Sweet.

NIKKI: No way.
Oh, my God, girl!
Are you kidding?

KENNY: Wow.

This is nicer
than the outside.

I don't know
where to start.
How about here?

Woah.

What is going on here?
(CHUCKLES) Wow.

Some fine dining.

Heather, can I
open this one?
Yeah.

NIKKI: Wow.
KENNY: Wow.

This is definitely
worth coming home to.

NIKKI:
Want some tea?

KENNY: It's all set up.

So, Heather.

What exactly did Granny
do for a living?

I have no idea.

Hey! Check this out!

Look like Granny liked
to play a little pool.

Who wanna play?
I do.

NIKKI: Got money, b*tch?
RYAN: Okay,
I'm a b*tch now.

Yeah, you're my b*tch.

Okay, rack 'em up.

What'd you say
about my rack?
Rack 'em up.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh!
Whoo.

Now it's a party!

NIKKI: Nice.
RYAN: Oh, I scratched.

Oh, too bad.

Ouch!

I'm gonna dominate you.
Where's the white one?

(SIGHS)

Thank you.

Hey! What's going on?

NIKKI:
This house is insane!

God, we gotta
stay the night.
It's too cool.

KENNY: That kitchen
is so amazing.

Y'all have to let me
cook for you tonight.

RYAN: Yeah.
And you can thank Darryl.

He's the one
splurging on the steaks,
ain't that right?

Hey, Shreveport can wait.

I needed
something like this
for a long time.

Thanks, you guys.

God, is he
a Boy Scout or what?

DARRYL:
No, I'm overkill
on this mission.

I'm gonna get the bags,
clean up a little.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Yeah, I'm
a regular Boy Scout.

(LAUGHS)

All right. So let's, uh,
let's divide and conquer.

Will you take care
of that for me?

We'll see you
in a few weeks,
Mr. Mayor.

Burt. Wish I had a swing
like that in my backyard.

Yeah, that's something
all right.

Hello, precious.

Whoo.

Where's your mama?
Where's your mama?

Where's your mama?

I'm gonna get, like,
one more thing
and then I'm done.

All right.
I'll meet you outside.

Cool.

There's, like, a carnival
or something going on?

(MEOWS) Price check.
f*ck are you doing?

Nobody's looking.

Listen, it was one time.

One time. And I had,
like, kamikazes.
Come on.

Come on.
You begged for it.

And now I'm begging you to
keep your hands off my sh*t.

Okay.
All right.

Beautiful big door
for a beautiful big key.

Oh, I got your stash now,
you old c**t.

What am I gonna do
with a bunch of wine?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What the hell is this?

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Here we go.
Come on.

Come on!

I've dealt with
stubborn b*tches before.

You just need
some kicking.

Now, honey.

(SNAPPING)

(PANTING)

I'm coming back here.
I don't quit easy!

(GROANS)

You're asking
for trouble.

That wouldn't burn
if you doused it
with a fuel tanker.

This here will give you
some good flavor.

But if you wanna unleash
some hellfire,

this here's the stuff.

Good to know.

In town for
the carnival?

Just a little
housewarming.

Well, you best
keep it down.

I'd hate to have
to haul you in.

I'll try to behave.

How much is this?
That'll be $ .

So, whereabouts
is this shindig?

Homestead Road.

Ain't nothing out there
but the old Carson place.

That's the one.

I thought that place
was empty.

Not anymore.

This officer
bothering you?

Say the word
and I'll sh**t him.

He will, too.

BURT:
Go read some meters.

Burt Hartman, proud mayor
of this little
slice of paradise.

How're you doin'?

Heather.

Nice to
meet you, Heather.

Now, my ears aren't
what they used to be,

but I swear I could
have heard you say

something about
the Carson place.

I inherited it.

You're a Carson?
No.

You're not a Sawyer.
Yep.

Yeah, you've got her eyes.

You knew her?

Yeah.
Me and your family
go way back.

to be burdened with that
beat-up old trap.

Tell you what.

I'll take the whole place
off your hands.

Gonna hardball me, huh?
Hell, I like you already.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.
Give me a number.

KENNY: Yo!

Oh.

HEATHER: Oh, sh*t.
NIKKI: What?

f*cking thief.

He took my keys.

Wow, he played
that smooth.
Yeah, he did.

We should've never
picked that guy up.

RYAN: Yo!

Whoo!
Let's do this right.

What's wrong?
Darryl ripped us off.

So he heisted some ashtrays
and candlesticks.

That shouldn't keep you
from having a good time.
Come on.

Cheers, you guys.
Yeah.

To happiness.

To the queen.
Yeah.

To the Sawyers.
To the Sawyers.

Sawyers.
All right.

(KENNY WHISTLING)

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CREAKING)

Hey, there's
a butler's pantry
in here!

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

Darryl?

Darryl?

Yo, Darryl!

Darryl!

(METAL CLANKING)

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Oh, my God,
you've gotta see this!

RYAN: What?

It's so f*cked up!
Come on!
Whoa, what's wrong?

Come on!

NIKKI:
It's right down there.
RYAN: Where?

It's right down there.
Where?

It's in that stall,
right there.

RYAN: In here?

NIKKI: Oh, God!

Nikki, I don't see sh*t.

It's right under
that bucket.

It's under that bucket
right there.

It's right under
that bucket.

Okay.

What the hell, Nikki?

What are you doing?

I told you
it was f*cked up.

Ryan!

Ryan!

You guys!

(PANTING)

(CLATTERING)

Kenny?

(GASPS)

(SCREAMS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMING IN AGONY)

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

(WHIRRING STOPS)

(SOBS)

(SOBBING)

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Dude, what the f...

What is that?
What the f...
What is he doing?

Who is that?

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Go.
What?

Oh, my God!
RYAN: Go!

Move. Move!
Close the door!

Welcome to Texas,
m*therf*cker!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

RYAN: Did you hit him?

I don't know.

Did you hit him?
I don't know!

(CAR APPROACHING)

Something's coming.
Back up.

Back up!
Back up, Nikki!

Get in the van!
It's Heather!

Move over, move over!

Let me in!
Hurry and get us
out of here! Go!

Go, go, go, go!

Go!

Go! Go!

Go, go, go!

What the hell was that?

Where's... Where's Kenny?

He's dead.
They're f*cking dead!

The gate,
the gate needs to open!

Give it time to open!
We got to go.

f*ck the gate!
Buckle up!

(ENGINE REVS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What happened?
The car stopped.

NIKKI: Why?

HEATHER: Okay,
back it up. Back...

Ryan!

HEATHER: Back it up,
back it up, back it up!

Back up the car!
What's wrong with it?

Ryan, go!
I'm f*cking trying!

Back up the car!

It won't start!

f*ck, f*ck,
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!

Back up!
Here we go.
Here we go.

Wait for the gate to open.

f*ck!
NIKKI: Ryan!

Ryan! Start it!

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

Go Ryan, go!
It won't start!

Now, go, go, go!

Ryan, go!
Ryan, go!

Ryan, go!
Come on!

Go, go!
Please, go!

Come on!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

NIKKI: Here he comes!

Ryan. Ryan.

(HEATHER SCREAMING)

(HEATHER SOBBING)

Heather, what happened?

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

What?
(SHUSHING)
Quiet. Quiet.

We gotta get
outta here now.

We gotta get outta
here right now!

(SHUSHING)

(SCREAMING)

Get away, get away,
he's coming over here!

My leg.

No, Nikki!

(SCREAMING)

(WHIRRING STOPS)

(RUMBLING)
(SCREAMING)

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(SCREAMING)

Hey! Hey,
you country f*ck!

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Run, run!

Hey, wanna play a game?

(SCREAMS)

Call the police!

Get out of the way!

Call the police!

Go! Get out of the way!
What the hell?

What's going on?

Hey! Hey!

Drop the f*cking saw!

I said, drop it!

Put it down!

(PANTING)

SHERIFF:
Where's the girl?

WOMAN: Carl is tending
to her in the back.

All right.

(OVER RADIO)
Sheriff? This is Marvin.
I'm at the crash site.

You copy?
Go ahead, Marvin.

Approaching
the vehicle now.

Late model VW bus
on its side.

It's a real mess.

Do you need an ambulance?
Checking now.

That's a negative.

No one.
No victims on the scene.

Sheriff?
There's blood everywhere.

Seat's all sawed up.
Somebody died out here.

All right,
stay where you are, Marvin.
I'll get back at ya.

Roger that.

(SNIFFS)

(KNOCKS)

Hey.
They find her?

We will.

Got you a shirt here.
Thanks.

I should've never
brought them here.

Look, this town
ain't much,

but we take care
of our own here.

He'll be a sack of meat
scraps by dawn.

You can count on it.

SHERIFF: Carl!

Take your time.
Okay.

Sheriff Hooper?
This is Heather.

Hi.

You the girl
that guy was chasing?
Yeah.

He k*lled my friends,
but Nikki...

She was still alive
after the crash.

Yeah, we're on it,
but there was no one
at the site.

No, she was there.
I left her there.

He must have moved them.

No. He was...
He was in the house.
He was...

What house?
The Carson Estate.

My grandmother
left it to me.
Verna Carson.

We just got here
a few hours ago.

I'm a Sawyer,
if that's your
next question.

Sheriff, I dug through
the evidence room.

Pulled out what we had
on Verna Carson.

Also pulled a big file
on the Sawyers.

You get a good
look at him?

He was wearing a face.

A mask?

A human face.

Carl, we're a little
short-handed.

I'm gonna need you
out on the street.
Get going.

WOMAN: Sheriff,
the mayor just got here.

He's looking for you.

Thanks.

Take a seat.
I'll be back
in a minute.

Some f*cking crazy
just tore up the carnival!

I need to know
what the police are
gonna do about it!

My office.

I think it may be Jed.

Jed Sawyer?

No way.

We burned that place
to the ground
years ago, Hooper.

Well, maybe he crawled out
through the back.
I don't know.

You telling me he's been
holed up all these years

and now he's
running around
on the loose?

I'm telling you
a ' " man

came out of
Verna Carson's house

wearing a skin mask
and wielding that.

MARVIN: (ON RADIO)
Sheriff?

I'm at the Carson place.

Gate's busted open.

There's a broken
side mirror
that looks like

Marvin, I told you
to stay at the van.

Now, that's an order.
Do you copy?

Hell, no!
That's not how
we play this!

There's a blood trail
on the pavement.

Sheriff, no disrespect,
but I think I need
to move on this.

SHERIFF: That's not
your call, Officer.

This is Mayor Hartma.
You got your Eagle?

You know it,
with an extended clip.

Just looking for
a reason, sir.

Then what the hell
are you waiting for?

Marvin, stand down.

Now, we believe Jed Sawyer
may be alive.

Copy that, sir,
but a chainsaw don't
make you bulletproof.

MARVIN:
Door's wide open.

This is a mistake.

Now, stop it now
before you get him hurt.

It's hot pursuit, Hooper.
I'm going in.

(g*n CLICKING)

Police!

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

Give me a visual.
You got it.

Movin'.

This is on you, Burt.

Eye for an eye, Sheriff.

Can't get around
the Good Book.

MARVIN:
Entering the kitchen.

Proceed.

What the hell?

Following the blood.

Jesus!

You seeing this?

sh*t.

Looks like it leads
to this door.

BURT: Push it open.

What the hell is this?

BURT: Proceed, Officer.

I don't know
about this, Burt.

God damn it. Do I gotta
come down there
and hold your hand?

(EXHALES)

SHERIFF:
So, where are you no?

I'm in the wine cellar.

There's an opening
to some kind of...

I don't know.

Going through.

Looks like some kind of
crazy catacomb.

Still following the blood.

Getting a bad
feeling here.

(CLATTERING)

Jesus Christ.
What is this?

It's a haven?

Dresses.

High heels.

Little farm toys.

Bones.

Man.

Ladies makeup?
What a fruitcake.

This is the most
disturbing place

that I have ever been.

What's that to your left?

SHERIFF: Marvin,
keep your hands
on that g*n!

My f*cking God.

BURT: How many?

MARVIN: You tell me.

What f*cking human
does that?

(TREMBLING) sh*t,
this is f*cked up.

What's in there?

What's in the freezer?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

SHERIFF:
Be careful, Marvin.

(SCREAMS)

Oh!

sh*t!

Marvin! You get the hell
out of there right now!

That sick f*ck'll be
back out there tonight.

We rally the boys,

we torch that place
to the ground!

End this! Finish what
we started years ago.

Not this time.
Not on my watch!

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(CRYING OUT IN PAIN)

(GRUNTING)
(CRYING OUT)

(SIGHS)

What happened that day
was a travesty.
It was justice!

I wanna see
the Sawyer girl.

She's a victim, Burt!
She hasn't done anything!

She's breathing,
ain't she?

Yeah, I know
what you're thinking, Burt.

You have no idea!

Nothing better happen
to that girl, Burt!

(CELL PHONE BEEPING)

Hello, Farnsworth here.

Hi. This is Heather Miller.

My friends have
all been k*lled.

I just found out
about August th.

How could you leave us
alone in that house?

Okay. Uh...
Uh, where are you?

I'm at the bank
on Main Street.

Uh, meet me at
Johnny B. Red's.

It's a bar about
a quarter mile

east on Fifth and Main.

I'll be there
in minutes.

(WOLF-WHISTLING)
(CARS HONKING)

I want your
Halloween candy!

Come on and
party with us!

(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)

(GROANS)

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

Why didn't you warn me?

My family was wiped out
by this crazy town.

Did you read
Verna's letter?
No.

Verna was very particular.
I'm sure she laid it all out.

You knew about this town.
You knew everything.

Oh, okay.

Okay, so who is he?

Well, the person
in the basement

is Jedidiah Sawyer.

Goes by Jed.

He's your cousin.

For years
I suspected something,

but I never knew for sure
about Jed

until about four months ago
when Verna,

who was very sick,
presented him to me.

A grown man, huge,
but mentally stunted.

With emotions of
an eight-year-old.

Frankly, he scared
the sh*t out of me.

Why'd she keep him?

Nobody loves you
like your family,
I guess.

She preserved you, too.

She investigated everyone
who was involved with the...

August th.

Found you right away.

And she let me live
with those people?

You were safer there.

And she knew
there would always
come a day.

Jed knows
about you, too.

That was some welcome.

He doesn't know
who you are.

And the last time
a girl got away,

Jed lost his whole family.

So, he'll stay after you.
He doesn't know any better.

Burt Hartman, too.

After reading
that police file,

you know this town's
dirty little secret.

Burt. Burt!
Yeah!

Let me through.

Let's go.
I'm getting you
out of here.

Move!
Hey!

Out of my way!
What's your problem?

Use the back door.
Yeah, take it!

Burt.

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

OLLIE:
I got her, Burt!

She's right here.

You going somewhere,
precious?

Huh?

Oh.

She cut me. Burt!

That little b*tch.

She won't get far,
that's for sure.

Come on.
Get up now!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

What's going on?

Burt Hartman and his guys,

they beat up my lawyer
at the bar.

And they're after me.

Okay, come on.
Let's give you a ride.

We have to stop at the bar.
We have to go back.

Okay.

There he is.
That's Farnsworth.

That's the place!
Stop the car!

Stop the car!

That's the bar! Stop!

Let me out!
What are you doing?

Stop the f*cking car!

What are you doing?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Sawyer girl's loose.
She's headed towards town.

Yeah, yeah. I got her.
She's in the back.

What do you want me
to do with her?

Tell you what,

take her up to
the slaughterhouse
and hold her.

I'm dealing with Ollie.
She sliced him good.

Just give me
a few minutes.

Okay.

You got it, Dad.

That's your f*cking dad?

f*cking stop the car!

Let me out!

Open the door, you liar!

BURT: Okay, Marvin,
do you copy?

We have the girl
from the Carson house.

Come on, Marvin, pick up.

Are you there?
Come on, Marvin.

That you, Marvin?
If you can hear me,

then meet us out
at the slaughterhouse.

Sheriff, I represent
Verna Carson's estate

and her granddaughter,
Heather.

Well, at this very moment,
she's in the back of

one of your police cars
against her will

heading out of town,
out past Johnny B. Red's.

All right, come with me.

She's headed out
Highway .

There's nothing
out there.

Oh, sh*t.
I know where
he's headed.

You know,

I thought you were
pretty cute.

So you're a Hartman, huh?

Yep.

Whoa!

I'm a Sawyer.

(GRUNTS)

(HEATHER SCREAMS)

Please stop!

CARL: Quit it!

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

Don't tempt me.

You should feel
right at home
in this nasty place.

Your family used to
work this sh*thole.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

We'll take it from here.
No place for a cop, son.

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

It's me!

It's Heather!

It's your cousin!

It's me! I'm Heather!

Please, it's Heather!

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

Come here.
You remember me?

Come on, Ollie.
Let's feed his a*s
to the shark. Move!

Hit him, Burt.

Come here!
Move your big a*s!

Get up there!

You about to die,
m*therf*cker.

Move!
(WAILING)

BURT:
I'm gonna end the whole
Sawyer bloodline tonight.

You and your
pretty b*tch cousin.

OLLIE: Atta boy, Burt.
Hit him again.

m*therf*cker,
you're about to die, boy.

Go get that chain, Ollie.
All right.
I'll get it, Burt.

Grotesque excuse
for a man.

You're not gonna
get off that easy, boy.

I'm gonna enjoy this sh*t,
you hear me?

Hurry up, Ollie.
I got it.

Give me that.

You're about to
get chewed up
like a f*cking cow!

OLLIE: Fit for a pig meal,
is what you'll be.

(IMITATES PIG)

Turn it on, Ollie and
fire it up. Let's go.

All right, Burt.
I'm on it!

Bet your a*s, boy.

I'm gonna enjoy
watching you
get chewed up.

You son of a b*tch.

This is my town,
you f*cking c*ck.

She rolling, Burt!

Out of all you Sawyers,
all you sick f*ck,

the only one
that gets out
of the fire

is a f*cking ret*rd?

How the f*ck
did that happen?

You remember me?

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

BURT: You got nine lives?
Are you a cat?

You came back.
But you're gonna die today,

you m*therf*cker,
just like your daddy.

Your day has come!

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

HEATHER: Hey!

BURT: f*ck!
Hey!

Hey!

Oh-h*.

Look who's back.

That's right.

Do your thing, coz.

You c*ck.

(GROANS)

b*tch, you're dead now.

I will f*ck you up,
you hear me?

You piece of
f*cking trash.

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(GROANS)

BURT:
Oh, thank God, Hooper!

sh**t him!

Come on, sh**t him!
sh**t him!

Don't sh**t!

BURT: Hooper!
Take him out!

sh**t the f*ck.
k*ll him!

Pull the trigger,
you weak son of a b*tch!

He's gonna k*ll me!

Oh, God!

Don't sh**t him!

Hooper!
Finish what we started!

Can't get around
the Good Book, Burt.

Clean this sh*t up.

(WHIRRING STOPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

VERNA:
Dearest Granddaughter.

This home and all it
comes with, is now yours.

Just know that these gifts
come with certain burdens.

Your real name is
Edith Rose Sawyer.

Farnsworth was
instructed to give you

a set of keys to the manor.

The large key
opens the fortified door
to the wine cellar.

There you will discover
a metal door.

Behind it
lives your cousin,

Jedidiah Sawyer,

your only remaining
blood relative.

He's family-bound
and will protect you.

He simply requires
your care in return.

Edith, you are the last
of my line of Sawyer.

(COUGHS)

My blood runs through you.

The decision to stay
is yours.

Just remember,
you're a Sawyer

and this is home.

Now, it's your time.

Now remember, you tell her
that you love her.

(CHUCKLES)

For this kind of money,
I almost do.

(CLATTERING FROM INSIDE)

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(SCREAMING)