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[glass clink]
[eerie tune]
[organ playing]
(SINGING) My faith looks up to thee,
thou Lamb of Cavalry, Savior divine.
Now hear me while I pray.
Take all my guilt away.
O let me from this day be wholly thine.
Good morning.
Welcome, friends.
Now, more than ever, it is time to turn
the focus of our charity to those that are closest to us,
to those that are right outside our door.
The enemies of justice attack us at every turn.
How do we fight them, you may ask.
You may be tempted to lash out, to meet fire
with fire as they say.
With everything at our fingertips,
temptation has never been harder to resist,
which includes the beckoning call of anger and wrath.
Verse 13.
When tempted, one should not say God is tempting me for God
cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone.
But each person was tempted when they are dragged away
by their own evil desires.
When desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin.
And sin, when fully grown, gives birth to death.
Do not be deceived, my brothers and sisters.
Every good and perfect gift comes from above,
coming down from the father of the heavenly lights, who
does not change like shifting shadows.
The Lord will protect us.
Forgive me.
I'm feeling a little under the weather.
Please stand for our next hymn, which you will
find printed in your bulletins.
Thank you.
Get well soon, pastor.
Thank you.
Will do, kiddo.
Thanks.
I pray to you, Lord, for guidance.
So will my word be which goes forth from my mouth.
It will not return to me empty without accomplishing
what I desire and succeeding in the manner for which I sent it.
What if you lose it?
It's all I wanted, all I've known.
What if I was wrong?
What if this is no longer my destiny?
Jesus gave his life for our sins.
What has humanity done to thank him?
Why did you send your son for us?
For if God did not spare angels, when they sin,
sent them to hell to be put in chains of darkness
to be held for judgment.
I'm so lost.
Please tell me what to do.
Oh, Lord, please answer me.
Pastor Kurt, there was an accident outside,
and Andy Hammond is dead.
The driver didn't even stop.
He's so helpless.
[church bell ringing]
[atria, "antiheroes"]
[heavy metal music]
Divided we fall.
[inaudible] to make us heroes.
[inaudible] burn it all down.
Burn it all down.
[heavy metal music]
You'll burn it all down.
[heavy metal music]
But do we [inaudible].
[inaudible]
Do we heal [inaudible] of a hate that knows no shame.
In the ashes of tomorrow, in the new world that begins.
Please remember all the sorrow we had to break them
before they bend.
[inaudible]
So we follow and accepted the violence.
[inaudible] we have to stand as one and destroy.
Dirty old egg-sucking raccoons.
[bear growling]
Shit, Al, you all right?
I think there's a fucking bear outside.
I almost shit my pants.
Are you sure it wasn't Bigfoot?
You want to go out and investigate?
Jeez.
Now, make yourself useful, Roy.
Break's over.
You guys are going to love the cottage.
It's really relaxing and remote.
And we have a boat.
Laura, it's the middle of winter.
We can't even use the boat.
Besides, Mom and Dad always have the keys.
They don't trust us.
Why not?
I have the keys.
That's so unfair.
Mom never lets me bring anybody there.
Well, probably because they didn't want stains
on the furniture.
[laughs] That's probably right.
So, Tim, I hear you work at a sports store.
Whoa.
I run the sports store.
You own it?
No, I'm the manager.
It's a pretty sweet gig.
Great pay, benefits.
My staff is super cool.
I just found out that one of my employees
is, like, blowing everybody at work.
And I'm like, what the fuck?
Why isn't the manager getting any?
Everything all right, Sam?
No, it's not.
I'm a little pissed off at you guys, OK?
Because of you guys, I'm missing Pedro's big bash.
So what?
Big deal.
Yeah.
So what?
So everyone's going to be there, OK?
I know you don't care, and you sure as shit don't care,
but somebody of my social standing, I happen to care.
Let's just take it easy and have fun today.
As long as I'm stuck with you two jerk-offs, nah, man.
I don't have enough cocaine to deal with this.
And on that note, I'm going find a little bit more right now.
So, Tim, Amy is a great songwriter.
Flora.
What?
You're a rock star.
Look, she's got this beautiful voice,
and she's great at guitar.
[scoffs]
Awesome.
Let's hear it.
No.
Come on.
I'd love to hear a song.
I'd rather drink cyanide.
[laughs] All right.
Not just quietly?
No.
Besides, it's not so much singing as it is screaming.
So being quiet isn't really an option.
Samuel, we have a board meeting on Monday
that we have to get ready for, OK?
Mitch, we have all weekend, OK?
So chill out for once in your fucking life.
Yeah, that's the point.
We only have the weekend, right?
Mitch, we know, OK?
We know what's on the line.
It'll do you good to have some fun.
We can drink tonight.
You can listen to your Creed, your Hoobastank, hey,
now, you're an all-star.
Whatever you want to do, we'll listen.
Whatever you want, big guy.
Just throw it on.
OK.
Doesn't that sound like fun?
Just a couple of guys, listening to some Creed, the Hooba.
So how many tattoos you got anyway?
I've got a bunch.
What's that one?
It's a tree.
You know, Mother Nature.
Hippie much.
What's the deal with Mother Nature anyway?
She gets all moody sending us hurricanes and shit.
It's like, back off, bitch.
We get it.
I think I'm going to go get the bill now.
No, no, I'll pay.
The man's always got to pay.
Ah, you know what?
I forgot.
I have ovaries.
Thanks, Tim.
Thanks for reminding me.
Maybe a couple brewskis.
And then we buckle down and get to work.
On that note, please, please, please, please, please, please.
Look who just texted and happens to be in town.
My main man Philly is going to be around,
drop by a little bit of blow.
No.
Is that going to make you happy, Sam?
Yeah, it's going to make me happy.
It's going to make me elated.
You should be glad, and you'll be you,
but everyone's happy for a change.
Yeah, I will be me.
Who's here now?
Who's in the house?
It's upset Mitch.
You didn't want to meet him, you met him, OK?
I'm putting my foot down.
Absolutely not, OK?
No, no drugs, OK?
No Philly.
Don't know him.
Don't want to know him, OK?
You want some coke.
I'll get you a Coca-Cola.
Yeah, whatever.
Listen, guy by the bar over there,
he's been listening to our conversation this whole time.
And?
And I don't appreciate it.
Hey.
What the fuck, dude?
Sam, you a-hole, that's not nice.
The fuck you just say to me?
That's-- it was just [clears throat]
What the fuck is your problem, dude?
Sorry.
We're sorry.
Just--
Hey.
Everything's cool.
Limp dick.
Hey.
Don't let him talk to you like that.
Oh, wow.
Sam.
No, no, no.
Mitch, I didn't realize your boyfriend would be joining us
this weekend.
He should watch his mouth, mind his own business.
Do I know you, man?
No more than you know him.
Now, what seems to be the problem, gentlemen?
All the troubles in the world and you
want to bring violence to complete strangers.
Over what?
Hm?
You're both bigger than this, I hope.
Look around.
You look more foolish than strong.
Now, we all have journeys to make,
and I suggest you don't postpone your friend's travels
any further.
It's on me.
Let's call it a night.
Let's go.
Is it almost ready, Mr. Lange?
It's just getting in now.
Good.
Why do you always have to get into shit?
What?
He was all over that guy.
I had to do something.
Stand up for the little guy, right?
You weren't protecting anyone.
You were just showing off.
Can we go now?
Yeah.
Yes, please.
I-- I don't think I'm going to get laid.
Yeah, for once, I think you're right.
There you go, man.
As much hot teas as we could pack into these things.
The old boy swears by this stuff.
Much obliged.
May it bring us comfort in the night ahead.
Enjoy this night, brother.
It will be long, and it will be cold.
But the truth shall lead us to salvation.
Yeah, you, too, man.
Take care.
A lot of weirdos tonight.
So what the fuck are we supposed to do if the owner comes here?
Don't be such a fucking pussy.
And even if they do, fuck them.
[giggling]
[thump]
What was that?
Was it Chester?
It can't be.
I tied him up.
I'm going to go check on him.
Sit the fuck down.
Fuck you.
[laughs]
[dog barking]
[whimpering]
[thud]
Twice.
[whimpering]
[thud]
Holy shit.
What the fuck?
Ugh!
[screaming]
[music playing]
I trust you, Pastor Kurt, but how are
we going to fight this thing?
What can the three of us do?
I'm not a pastor anymore, Mr. Lange.
You know that.
But I tell you, we will have hallowed ground on our side
this very night.
The Lord will help us.
Mr. Waidmann.
The battle ahead is stacked in our favor.
Mr. Renfield will drive us to the ground
we must make hallowed.
It is there that we will make our stand.
Do you feel that?
Feel what?
It's hunting again.
May God have mercy on their souls.
Y'all, I want you to have a piece of that pie,
some good ass pie.
We should get some on the way back home if you
know what you're missing.
[clears throat] Damn pie.
The guy who broke up the fight was nice.
Mm, yeah.
Oh, he kind of spoke like a priest, you know?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Yeah, a little young to be a priest.
They can still be young and be a priest.
Besides, how old do you think he was?
Like, 45?
Really?
That old?
What do you mean, "that old"?
I don't know.
I think he's like 36.
OK, the man looked good, but he was no 36.
This isn't the Twilight Zone.
Martin Sloan, age 36, my ass.
What?
Ah, it's an old reference.
You wouldn't get it.
Oh.
So you really thought he was 45?
Yeah, I could tell.
Mandy thinks all white people look alike.
He was more like 50.
What?
No way.
No, no.
Trust me, I know what I'm talking about--
Just because you stare at saggy balls all day
doesn't make you an expert on age.
Is that what you think I do in med school?
Oh, my God.
Is that what you and your doctor do?
Do they look at your saggy blue Smurf balls?
Is that what's going on?
Fuck you.
Watch out!
[dramatic music]
Jesus Christ, Laura!
What?
It would have been safer just to run it over.
That's terrible, Tim!
What was that?
I don't know.
Some fucking animal.
Why are you slowing down?
I honestly doubt you're going to hit another animal.
[sighs] Shit.
I'm out of gas.
[scoffs]
What the fuck?
Did you not just fill this up?
Yeah, I did!
That's weird.
Are you sure you got gas?
Yeah.
You put the nozzle in the tank?
Yes.
And it wasn't Manny's nozzle.
Oh, my God.
Tim!
It was probably that shit-eating-grin
fuckhead from the diner.
Son of a bitch!
How can we be out of gas?
Mitch, I don't know.
OK?
Well, somebody better go outside and check, huh?
Yeah, somebody.
Somebody as in you.
It's your car, Sean, so go ahead.
Yeah, but Sam, you are the car guy.
Ah, no, no, no, no.
See, I'm the guy who owns the nice cars
purely to get laid, OK?
All right?
I don't know the first thing about it.
I pay people to check them.
And Mitch, why don't you do something for a change, huh?
Well, there's snow outside.
You like snow, don't you?
[laughs] OK, he's got you there, man.
No, no, don't do that.
You got half of this up your nose.
Yeah.
Yeah, you know what?
It doesn't matter.
And Mitch, get under the car now, man.
I'm not fucking around anymore.
OK, OK, Sam, just relax, OK?
Lay off Mitch.
You know what?
I know you know cars.
OK?
I just drive these cars.
So for me, just for me, just go check.
And for me.
No, Mitch, shut the F up.
Just go check, please.
[whimsical music]
[sighs] Go out in the snow, and you do all the fucking work.
[inaudible]
I knew he was a pain in the A in the office,
but is he going to be like this all weekend?
Mitch, stop being a dad, OK?
You're too married to this job.
The whole point of this retreat was
for you to have fun to relax.
OK?
How am I supposed to relax?
You know, Sam is a really nice guy.
And so are you, but Sam can't see that when you're
nitpicking him all the time.
Why are you defending him?
OK, yeah, I get it.
He does a lot of drugs.
He thinks too highly of himself.
Borderline racist, I noticed.
I noticed that, too.
Me and Sam, we go way back.
And he really helped me out a lot, Mitch.
He does a lot of coke, and he gets in a lot of fights.
How did he ever help you?
Oh, my gosh.
I can't believe I'm telling this to you.
OK, I did a stint as a social worker.
I really wanted to help people back then.
But there are just some things you just can't help, Mitch.
Getting laid at Pedro's.
Is that [inaudible].
Fuck!
God damn it!
So then I just couldn't do it anymore.
You quit?
Yes, I quit.
I had no job.
I had no money.
The bills kept on piling up.
Nobody was hiring me.
Sam, he helped me out.
He lent me some cash, got me this job.
I met you.
Yeah, his ego, the drugs, they drag him down.
And I really do try to help him, Mitch.
You know, kind of like the way I'm trying to help you.
Just relax and have a good time.
You know what that means, don't you?
What?
What does it mean?
You're a social worker again.
Fuck you.
What is that?
Oh, you son of a bitch.
Fuck!
Well, whenever you two ladies are done giggling,
we've got a problem.
What, what, what, what's wrong with my car?
Somebody cut the fuel line.
Whoa, what?
Yeah.
Who would do that?
Who do you think, huh?
Your husband back at the diner.
Wait, wait, man buns?
Man buns.
I mean, I can't believe they did this.
Is there a gas station around here?
Uh, yeah, yeah, there might be.
Laura and I are actually going to go get
some gas, so we can actually--
No.
OK, guys.
Spoonful of sugar will help the medicine go down, all right?
Speaking of going down.
OK, go.
We gotta.
Bye, bye, bye.
Bye.
See ya.
[music playing]
Are you seriously going to leave me with him?
Well, look, Amy, come on, I've lived with him
almost my whole life.
I think you can survive a few minutes.
How long is going to take you to get back?
Not long.
Trust me.
Once we got there, I promise you,
you never have to talk to him ever again.
[sighs] I'm sorry.
I know he's your brother.
I just--
No, I totally get it.
He's just like our dad.
Great.
So it runs in the family.
How'd you turn out all right?
I just ignore it, and then I trust
that most people mean well.
That's the problem-- for me, anyway.
How do you just trust people blindly?
No, not blindly.
I just-- I talk to people, you know?
I get to know them, and then I trust them.
[laughs] That was surprisingly brilliant, Laura.
You're breaking character.
OK, well, maybe if you start trusting people and knowing
them, maybe you'll actually get laid?
Sorry.
No, it's OK.
Just hurry back.
Yeah.
It's all good.
Let's go see them.
Hello.
Hey.
Oh, jeez, the reception is bad out here.
Yeah.
But it shouldn't be too far, just a couple of kilometers
down the road.
How far do you think we'll get before someone checks
to see if you're getting taken against your will?
Wow.
Look, you drag my ass into a horror movie,
you know who's dying first, OK?
No one says horror movies in Canada.
Jeez, how many fucking animals are out here anyways?
It's farm country.
Why?
Afraid you'll be eaten alive?
A-ha-ha-ha.
No, but the cows will have a field day, huh?
Oh.
Right?
No.
Yeah.
God.
OK, no more puns.
All right.
I mean it.
All right, all right, Jesus.
One more and you are sucking your own dick this weekend.
All right, I'll save it for later then.
[inaudible]
[music playing]
We're too late for them.
Let's get to work.
OK, you know what?
Wait.
The cabin is only, what, five kilometers away?
Why don't we just go out and walk it?
Yeah, only five kilometers, huh, on a rural road
in the middle of winter?
The fuck is wrong with you, man?
I'm just saying.
Hey, guys.
Do either one of you have a signal?
Because I don't.
And with the wind.
I don't know if that matters.
No, fuck!
So what do we do now, huh?
OK, relax, OK?
We can figure this out.
We're investment bankers.
Oh, yeah, relax, he says, huh?
I'm in a broken down car in the middle of butt fuck nowhere.
But at least I got my two best friends, huh?
So everything's going to be just fine.
One best friend.
Yeah, you don't like me.
Yeah.
Yeah, there's somebody else I don't like either.
And if I ever see Man Buns again,
I'm going to fucking strangle him.
I swear to God, I'll kill him.
You don't even know if he did it or not.
Yes, I do.
Another thing, I thought I told you shut the fuck up.
You know what, Samuel?
Go F yourself.
Oh, wow, huh?
Look who just arrived.
Yeah, upset Mitch.
Yeah?
This is upset Mitch time.
He's back.
Stop.
Shut the-- shut the fuck up!
You know what?
I'm going to go take a piss.
Sorry.
Take a pee.
Is that OK with upset Mitch?
Fuck.
A bunch of hoity-toity motherfucking pieces of shit.
I swear to God, Mitch.
One more word.
And you'll feel the wrath of upset Mitch.
Yeah, the wrath of upset Mitch.
You'll be sorry.
Yeah, sure, sorry.
Upset Mitch.
[tinkling]
[sighing]
[tense music]
Ah, I'm sorry, Pastor Kurt.
No apologies, Mr. Lange, but, please, stop calling me pastor.
I don't deserve it.
Back when I was a minister, I suffered a terrible crisis
of faith.
Do you remember Mr. Koch?
Oh, Mr. Koch.
A quiet man who used to sit at the back of church
during service.
I had a breakdown while delivering a sermon.
And he came to visit me a few days later.
He wasn't much for talk, but he was there
when I needed it the most.
I confided in the old man.
He was a wonderful kindred soul.
He warned me that it was dangerous for a holy man
to turn his back on his faith, that it could make
him a target for dark forces.
He was the one that told me tales of old German folklore
about the wild hunt.
If a transgressor finds himself alone on a highway at night,
he could become a victim of a ghost hunt carried out
by demons and their hounds.
Deep down, I believe that my crisis of faith
allowed for such a hound, an ancient being known
as a [? druid, ?] to enter this world, which
is why it's imperative that I be the one that sends him back.
[whimsical music]
You want to play a game to past the time?
Sure.
Great.
Let's play 20 questions.
I'm thinking of a person.
Is it a man?
Yes.
Under 35?
Yeah.
Famous?
No.
Do we both know this person personally?
Yes.
Is it you?
Bingo!
Where do you think he went, huh, Niagara Falls?
Jesus Christ.
What's that?
What is that?
[eerie music]
Oh my god!
Sean!
Sean.
[inaudible]
Sean.
You're going to be OK.
[animal roaring]
Hey.
Oh!
Sorry, sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you.
We were just wondering, is there like a gas station
near here or something?
Probably not this late.
You know what?
I got some gas you could have.
Yeah?
But don't tell the wife, please.
Oh, no, perish the thought.
Thank you.
There you go.
Thanks.
So, did you guys meet on the computer or something?
[laughs] No, no, no, we--
med school.
Med school?
Yep.
OK, well, I'll be inside.
If you guys want to warm up, help yourself.
And if you need anything, give a knock.
Thanks.
Thank you for the gas.
[music playing]
Let's go.
Wait, do we have to go this minute?
Yeah.
Yeah, they're waiting.
Why?
Look at that shed over there.
Maybe.
OK.
Yeah.
Oh, no, no, no.
No, we're not doing that in--
Why not?
No, we're not doing that on Big Bubba's property.
No way, no.
OK, look, the way things are going between Amy and Tim,
I'm going to be babysitting Amy all weekend.
You're going to be talking sports with Tim.
[inaudible]
And we're not going to have any time, just you and I. OK?
What do you think?
Yeah.
All right?
[laughs]
Yeah, let's go.
Come on.
How far is this damn gas station?
I don't know.
What was Laura like as a kid?
Did she ever tell you about comic books?
Comic books?
Yeah.
That's all she'd ever read.
Her favorite was that [inaudible]..
No way.
Yeah, she would read that and try to pick fights with me.
I would kick her ass.
You'd beat up your little sister?
Well, we were kids.
I still could, though.
Cool.
I definitely still could, you know.
No, we're done now.
Do you have siblings?
I have a younger sister and brother.
You're the oldest, too?
Yeah.
It's the worst.
I had to teach Laura what not to do a lot.
My siblings don't really get me.
Well, do you guys ever hang out?
Not really.
I'm not that close with my sister.
My brother is six years younger than me.
I think they just think I'm weird.
Probably.
But I mean, if you were never hanging out
with them and never talk, how are they
expected to think differently?
You have a point.
I mean, Laura and I, we fight a lot, but we're super close.
I kind of wish I had that.
You still can.
Thanks.
No problem.
Saint Michael, the Archangel, defend us in battle.
Be our protection against the wickedness
and the snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray.
Oh, do thou, oh, prince of the Heavenly Host,
by the power of god cast into hell, Satan...
and all the evil spirits that prowl throughout the world,
seeking the ruin of souls.
Stop.
[car starting]
Renfield!
Amen.
[music playing]
Whew!
[knocking] Sam!
Anybody?
Let me in!
Please, please!
Mitch?
Seriously!
Mitch, you're still alive?
Sam!
Yes, please.
I am.
Let me in.
No!
No, sorry, buddy.
I can't do it.
I can't let you in right now.
No!
What, are you kidding?
Let me in!
I'm not, man!
I'm sorry!
I just can't do it.
I don't know what the fuck it is out there!
It's not a shape shifter!
It's me!
Come on, let me in!
I don't know what the fuck a shape shifter is.
Listen.
I'm sorry, OK, Mitch?
I'm too young.
I haven't even touched my trust fund.
I'm sorry.
OK?
You cowardly pig ass!
Well, now you're definitely on your own.
OK, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Please, Sam.
Samuel, let me in.
Let me in.
Do you want it to get me?
Fuck!
Son of a bitch!
Ha!
Fuck!
You beat shit on the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
God damn it!
Mitch!
Bill.
There's someone at the door.
I know.
So go answer it, you big galoot.
God damn it, I'll answer something for you.
What?
Yes, dear.
That's what I thought you said.
Oh, no.
No, you got to be fucking kidding me.
Come here.
Hey, guys.
Guys?
[animal roaring]
Guys?
Whoa!
Jesus Christ!
[screams]
Do you hear that?
What?
I don't hear anything, baby.
Yeah, fuck it.
[door opening]
Bill?
Bill!
Bill.
Bill!
[music playing]
[cocks gun]
[screaming]
[howling]
[snarling]
[dial tone]
[dramatic music]
[dial tone]
[shattering]
When I left the ministry for a new mission,
you sought me out and readily offered your services.
I'm curious as to what drives you.
You remember my wife Clara.
Of course you do.
He married us.
Clara, Clara took sick.
We had bought a new home.
It was a foreclosure, so it was the only thing we could afford.
I still remember the first day we walked in there.
I felt like we'd lived there our whole lives.
It felt like home.
A few weeks after we'd settled in,
Clara started having nightmares.
Some nights, she would wake up feeling
like there was a person on her chest, someone keeping her
from moving.
She heard whispers of somebody called the Duke of Crows.
I couldn't recall exactly what was said.
I told her they were only dreams.
One morning, Clara woke up with scratches
all over her, blood on the sheets and her shirt.
She kept going on about the Duke of Crows.
So you came to me.
I always looked up to you, Kurdt.
But you had left some time before
and had, of course, been replaced.
I called the new minister to our house.
He told us there was no such thing
as demons that haunt houses.
He thought that [inaudible] make-believe.
He thought she had done this to herself in her sleep.
He recommended a few prayers and a good psychiatrist.
But it kept happening.
Then, that very night, she was hysterical.
She kept going on about the Duke of Crows, the Duke of Crows,
the Duke of Crows.
I urged her to go back to sleep, telling her
we would leave the next morning.
She fell asleep.
I awoke later that night to an empty bed.
I went downstairs.
I found Clara in the kitchen.
She had-- she had cut crosses on her wrists [inaudible]..
She was--
[crying]
You don't know how very sorry I am.
That was two years ago now.
I couldn't go back to the church.
But I remembered you.
I remembered the sermons you used to give.
I heard your words in my mind.
Whenever you spoke, I felt like I'd found God again.
I was so mad at him for taking my Clara away from me.
But I kept thinking about that one
Sunday when you spoke about forgiveness.
I don't know if you remember it.
Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor
and slander be put away from you, including all malice.
Forgive one another, as God in Christ forgave you.
I do remember.
That was the day we spoke and became good friends.
I always wanted to thank you for that.
I have so much guilt about what happened.
Well, I've rediscovered my purpose.
Now her death won't be in vain.
Let her sacrifice save this world, Lange.
To Clara.
May she rest in peace.
Is there a blanket in the back or something?
No, but here.
You take this.
Whoa.
You'll need that.
Don't worry about me.
I'm always warm.
Thanks.
Hope they're okay.
Yeah, I'm sure they're fine.
Are you any warmer?
I'll get there.
Well, here.
Please.
What?
I don't like to be touched.
Please, just don't touch me.
Well, how about this?
What the fuck?
What are you doing?
Making a move.
What the fuck?
Why?
Do I really need to explain how this works?
I'm sorry if I gave you some kind of impression,
but it's not going to happen.
I don't get it.
Why did you come?
Because Laura is my friend, and she invited me to her cottage.
Am I alone here?
There has been nothing but awkward tension between us.
I can't imagine how you would even think to make a move.
I'm not exactly going for great conversation here.
You're disgusting.
[scoffs] Coming from a 23-year-old
who hasn't grown out of her high school phase.
Wow.
You really can't accept rejection, can you?
There was no rejection.
You were the only thing around, so I went for it.
Ow.
Get the fuck-- get the fuck out of my car.
No, fuck you.
Just get the fuck out of my car.
[thump]
What was that?
A rattlesnake?
A fucking rattlesnake?
Are you serious?
I don't know.
I've seen rattlesnakes up here before.
It's the middle of fucking winter.
OK, not a rattlesnake.
[scratching]
[gasping]
[screaming]
[music playing]
[screaming]
[groaning]
Oh, my God.
Are you OK?
It almost took my fucking foot off!
Is there anything in here to help with the wound?
In the back, there's [inaudible]..
OK.
[dramatic music]
Manny!
Are you OK?
Where's Laura?
Manny!
Where's Laura?
The fuck is Laura?
She's gone.
No, no, no.
What do you mean, gone?
I'm sorry.
I can't--
What happened to her, man?
I couldn't save her.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't save her.
Put this on, Manny.
Put this on.
I know it's horrible, but you need to listen to me.
Tim is hurt.
You need to take a look at his foot.
Do you understand?
OK, lay back.
Tim.
Tim, lay back.
[inaudible]
[crying]
Shit.
OK, we gotta go.
OK.
I'm not going anywhere.
It's not safe here.
The glass is broken!
[groaning]
Take his arm.
[music playing]
Is the [? druid ?] close?
Yes, he is.
Check the table alignment.
Is everything set?
It is.
There's only one thing missing, my friend.
What?
[dramatic music]
The blood sacrifice.
[clattering]
[music playing]
[grunting]
OK, come here.
Prop him up.
[groaning]
Easy, easy, easy.
Breathe.
Do you have a light?
Oh, my God.
[dramatic music]
Yeah.
So how did you get into singing or screaming or whatever?
Are you serious?
Yes, yes, I'm serious.
I don't want to think about what just happened back there,
so give me something, anything.
OK.
I just, I do music sometimes.
It's not all that I do or anything.
I also work at a tattoo shop.
I just, I went in with my portfolio.
And the girl who owns the shop just hired me.
[groans]
Yeah, I eventually want to open my own tattoo shop.
That's good.
Not a lot of people know their path.
Did you always want to be a doctor?
No, I wanted to be a professional free runner.
Is that a real thing?
As real as a professional skateboarder.
My dad's a lawyer.
Definitely didn't want to do that.
So I decided doctor.
What kind of doctor do you want to be?
Gynecologist.
Ugh.
Are you going to punch him in the face?
Got it.
All right.
Got him all patched up.
What the fuck do we do now?
I don't know.
Should check the shed, see what we can use.
OK.
You mean like matches or a lighter or something?
Yeah, anything works.
Tim, you find anything?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
[whirring]
[roaring]
[screaming]
Oh, god.
Shit!
Jesus!
[spraying]
Ah!
You're from the diner!
Shit!
I'm so sorry.
I thought it was the other way.
Hey, look at me.
Look at me.
Ugh.
Oh, shoot.
OK.
He's having an allergic reaction.
We have to get moving.
Ugh.
Hey.
Look at me.
Wait, where did you come from?
In the garden.
OK.
All right, whatever.
Come on, let's go.
[roaring]
[dramatic music]
Hey.
[knocking]
Hey, open up.
I have someone who needs medical attention.
Mitch?
Oh, fuck you!
Huh?
Hey, open the door.
Your buddy's having an allergic reaction.
No way.
Fuck you.
That thing could have fucking followed you.
Fuck you.
Open the door.
We're far enough away from it.
Open the fucking door.
No, you're a fucking liar!
Come on.
Get the door closed!
Jesus!
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
[groaning]
OK.
All right.
Hey.
Amy, Amy, Amy, get some duct tape.
Over there, get duct tape over there.
Mitch, are you OK?
And I need a light.
OK.
[wheezing]
You OK?
Hey, hey, hey, relax, relax, relax.
Listen.
Listen, Mitch.
I need you to relax.
Manny, have you done this before?
Yeah, once.
And my professor was watching us.
[whimpering]
[yelps]
[screaming]
[retching]
All right.
We need to think.
How the hell are we going to find a place that's
safe from this thing?
Yeah, that's a great point.
Yeah, I suggested staying here before you
two burst in here with Mitch.
How do we even know we're safe here?
We have to find that farmhouse.
It's close by.
Maybe they have a phone.
Phone's out.
Are you positive?
Phone is out.
OK, so then we stay here.
I don't know if that going to leave us alone.
I also don't know how long people
are going to take before they come looking for us, too.
Fuck.
OK, we can't think about that right now, OK?
Is Mitch going to be all right?
I don't know.
Yo, Mitch.
Mitch.
Hey, you all right?
It's over here.
Oh, my God.
[roaring]
Look out!
Oh, fuck me.
[screaming]
[screams]
[gun cocks]
[gunshot]
[gun cocks]
Don't touch me!
Are you all right?
Yes.
I'm fine.
Who are you?
I'm here to protect you.
Oh, thank God.
Are you with the police?
No.
So then who are you?
Who do you work for?
Amy, you need to come with me to be safe.
How do you know my name?
How do you know her name?
We need to leave.
No, no, no, how do you know her name?
Who do you work for?
Guys, come on.
No.
Did you know about this?
Did you know about this whole thing and didn't warn anyone?
Your friend is injured.
I think you want to take--
No, I think you shouldn't.
Did you know--
Shut up!
Everybody just shut up.
Who are you?
My name is Jess Renfield.
Renfield, why are you here?
To bring you to safety and to protect you in the meantime.
Are there others?
Yes.
They're preparing right now to fight.
Preparing for what?
Shh!
Preparing for what?
Preparing to fight that evil.
Now you are welcome to stay here and you
can see how far that gets you.
Or you can come with me.
You can all come with me right now,
and we can move on because some of us have better things to do.
We need to leave now.
I'm Waidmann.
You must have a lot of questions.
Yeah.
Yeah, maybe a few.
It's cold out here.
I've got some hot tea for you inside.
And you, Jess.
I believe I'll pass.
I admire your will, Mr. Waidmann.
I do.
But you are fighting something inside of you,
and I cannot say I approve at all.
If you make it through tonight, perhaps our paths
will cross again.
Thank you, Jess.
Good luck.
And to you.
So is there something going on here that we don't know about?
I'm assuming this isn't some sort of deformed badger
or escaped zoo exhibit.
The creature stalking you is not an animal.
He's an ancient being known as a drude.
He was once a man, a malefactor of the old world,
shriveled and degraded as a reflection of the sins he
committed in the past life.
He's a creature of instinct, hunger, pure animal impulse,
but otherwise entirely indestructible.
Wait.
I'm sorry.
I'm not really following.
Are you saying this thing is a mystical monster?
A dread force whispered about in German folklore.
Call it what you may.
The drude is a servant of the Duke
of Crows, an ageless entity that has wandered
the lonely forgotten highway of history, once feared as a god.
No, no, I'm sorry.
I need to know if this is something
that you actually believe.
I thought we were dealing with some sort of institution,
like an--
I don't know-- a specialized animal control
base or something.
Manny, you saw it.
Don't you think he may be going somewhere with this?
Amy, please don't tell me you're actually buying this.
Maybe not the whole mystical whatever,
but there has to be something more to this.
That thing was not from nature.
I don't believe this.
I can understand how someone with a lack
of any form of spirituality can have difficulty
coming to terms with this.
But I've been coming here for years now,
trying to build the strength to capture the drude.
OK, so why here?
In this nowhere nothing, why here?
The drude doesn't choose where to go.
It is summoned.
Yeah?
Then who summoned it?
I ask you how one would hope to be rid of something
if one didn't know where to find it.
What are you saying?
You found it?
You brought this thing here?
No, it was always here, veiled in the silk and shadows
that divide this world from the one beneath.
I merely gave it a seam to which to birth itself.
Mitch, you OK?
Where is everyone else?
That Renfield guy.
There's got to be other people here, right?
This can't be real.
What is real?
No, I'm out of here.
Manny.
We're going.
There's nowhere to go.
That creature was once a man, one of God's creatures.
And if he is one of Gods creatures,
then he is part of God.
And if he is part of God, then God himself must be a sinner.
Man just may be God's ultimate sin.
You've seen what he's become, a hound of hell.
Wherever there is sin, he will run to it,
like roots of a tree driving through Earth toward water.
There's nowhere to go.
The evil surrounds you children.
The sins of the father run deep.
All right, then.
Then what's your big plan?
Hmm?
You're going to say a magic spell and make him go away?
No.
The only magic that I know is for making him stay.
[music playing]
[roaring]
Manny!
[screaming]
[inaudible]
Mind you, it is our impulse.
I need something with intelligence, a mind, something
to bridge our world with the one beneath
to bring this one to judgment.
Such a magnificent creature can only be born of a virgin womb.
Run!
Transgressor!
Sinner!
Whore of the devil!
Can you honestly say you've had a life of inequality?
This act will give meaning to your miserable life.
Don't you want to be of service, live with purpose?
You can't make me go through with it.
You don't have much choice.
He's excited.
[screaming]
The drude [inaudible].
What was once a symbol to ward off the beast
is now a fashion statement.
I guess I'll have to cut it off you then.
No!
[grunting]
[screaming]
Do you think my drude was the only one?
Fly, Duke.
Fly.
[crying]
[coughing]
Manny!
Not yet.
[inaudible]
No.
Let's try to put it back.
But it's going to hurt a lot.
[cracking]
[screaming]
[crying]
[grunting in pain]
[grunting continues]
[electronic music]
[car passing]
Well, Roy, it looks like we made it through a whole shift
without your Bigfoot getting us.
And?
I'm not afraid of that nonsense.
There's scarier things to be afraid of.
What, like bears?
You seem pretty scared when it was bears.
When I was a little guy, I found this rusty old nail
in the driveway.
So I put it in my little air gun.
When I got into the kitchen, my aunt was up on a stool,
putting dishes away.
I pointed my gun right at her.
And I said, auntie, I'm going to shoot you.
Well, she went on like I wasn't even there.
So I shot her, right in the ass.
[laughs] That was one mean hospital ride, I'll tell you.
Well, my point is, it's people that are the real monsters, not
this fairy tale bullshit.
Well, maybe it's a bit of both, Al.
Good day, buddy.
Yeah, see ya.
Oh, man.
[crows cawing]
Hey, pal.
We're closed.
Hey, pal.
What part of the phrase "we're closed" is confusing you?
[howling]
[the house of haunt, "hetzhund"]
(SINGING) Then one night, you're walking down the street.
A big bonfire, and you're dancing to your feet.
Don't feel right at the thought.
It just won't break because keep in mind you'll
last with [inaudible].
Release the drude It's coming for you.
It starts under the moon.
The Duke of Crows is here.
He'll know the secrets of a dream.
Don't hold back!
You'll never get away.
Hack and slice until the light of day.
It won't die!
I guess you better run.
You won't be safe after the setting sun.
Hear its breath.
It's right behind.
No time left, it's in your mind.
Demons come to [inaudible].
Open up and let them, let them in.
Release the drude It wants its food.
[inaudible] The Duke of Crows, the dreams he shows,
[inaudible].
Don't hold back!
You'll never get away.
Hack and slash until the light of day.
It won't die!
I guess you better run.
You won't be safe after the setting sun.
Hetzhund!
Upset me you're back in town
Fuck, OK, God damn it, man.
I'm sorry.
Fuck you, man.
I hate you.
OK, thank you.
Reset.
Give me one more.
[gears turning]
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