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(♪♪♪)
SAM: Yeah, but animals are gonna die, though.
You know that, right?
DELIA: I've been around more weapons than you.
And no, scalpels don't count.
SAM: Okay, but I'd have brought a box of tissues if I knew
every time a shot was fired,
I'd have to hear you lament about--
DELIA: Okay, my choices are based off righteousness.
I really don't have any problem with killing animals.
It's just, personally, I'd like to live a while.
(CAR WHOOSHES)
RADIO ANNOUNCER 1: Time since the last murder update.
-32 hours... -SAM: Vegetarian barbarian.
You know, you're more rare than the steak that we,
or-- excuse me, that I will be gorging on later.
(chuckles)
SAM: Seriously, you don't ever get a craving, or...
No, it's-- it's nature's traffic light.
Red means stop, green means go.
Give me something green and I will gorge all day.
Everyone runs a light now and then.
JARETH: And yellow?
DELIA: I'm sorry, yellow? Is he...
Do you eat French fries, like, extra slowly, or...
Oh. With caution.
SAM: Oh.
If there's something ambiguous, you approach it with caution.
No?
SAM: You're so smart, babe.
RADIO ANNOUNCER 1: Time since the last murder update.
Thir--
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
Ah, here's sweet here, huh?
Ain't changed much.
Nope.
(grunts)
Hey, you remember that swing we used to, you know, swing on?
I know you know what I'm talking about.
I almost...
You think it's still there?
Son, I have no idea. It's been a very long time.
(GRUNTS)
SAM: Hey. Come with me.
Can I help you get anything?
No, it's all right. I got it.
(grunts)
(♪♪♪)
(DOOR OPENS IN BACKGROUND)
(♪♪♪)
DELIA: You weren't kidding about the way you guys communicate.
Or don't.
Can we not right now, please?
All right?
I'm just saying, maybe if you would talk more,
he would open up.
Think about how much there must be about him
that you don't even know.
Here's something you don't know.
You know, when I was little, I was on this,
what used to be a swing.
And he was pushing me.
And I got too much momentum, you know,
on the lower half of my body.
I was way out there, and I flipped.
I lost grip of the rope, and I hit a...
Well, there used to be a sandbar out there
in the middle of the river, but...
But you were okay, right?
No, I was not okay. I broke my arm.
It's a compound fracture.
It took months to heal. I still have a scar.
Look.
See that?
I never noticed that.
-SAM: I know. -It's funny.
SAM: All right, Jareth might think it's funny.
He reset the bone himself. Badly, I might add.
It's so stupid.
I could have disabled my arm permanently.
And then you became a doctor.
Coincidence?
I mean, yes. No, it was--
That was all me.
(chuckles)
(MOTOR STARTS)
(♪♪♪)
Well, this is it.
-Welcome. -DELIA: Wow!
SAM: Yeah.
Knights of the long table? (chuckles)
Yeah.
Yeah, apparently I had a fraternity
of hunting buddies before my time.
But, uh, we mostly just used it for social distancing.
You know, he says he carved this himself.
There's some lesson attached to it,
but it's just an antique.
DELIA: Hmm. (chuckles)
SAM: Mm-hmm.
So, here is the living room.
Oh, this is a nice touch.
SAM: Hmm.
I promise that won't be used to kill any animals.
Well, it is loaded.
Rock salt.
Rock salt? Why?
Oh, it, uh, you know, it does less than shot,
but more than nothing.
-DELIA: Huh. -Unless you're a slug.
You know, slugs are mostly water, so...
-DELIA: Yeah. -Salt.
-DELIA: Mm-hmm. Okay. -It's just a joke.
(both chuckle)
SAM: This is the living room.
Uh, not much living goes on in here.
Mostly just waiting for something else to happen
in another room.
And I guess storage.
DELIA: Uh-huh.
Oh, these records.
Retro.
SAM: Yeah, he's always playin' those.
But I want to show you the rooms that really matter.
Come on.
(chuckles)
SAM: Come on, come on, come on.
Now, this is our room.
-Ah. -This is your room.
Okay.
I haven't talked to Jareth about it yet.
That does not surprise me.
Okay, all right.
He probably thinks I'm sleepin' on the couch, so...
DELIA: You're not?
(chuckles)
SAM: Okay.
Here's the bathroom.
The only one.
Sorry about that.
DELIA: That's fine.
SAM: We'll pass through here real quick.
This is his room.
Nothin' special.
-DELIA: Wow! -SAM: Yeah.
SAM: Um, well, there's the study.
His study, you know?
Yeah? What does he study?
I think it's just called that.
I don't know. I don't go in there.
(chuckles)
You don't, or you can't, or you won't?
I just haven't.
Look, if you're a fan of non-answers,
ask my dad questions, all right?
I like to trim the fat, just stick to non-questions.
Hmm, okay? Okay.
-DELIA: Okay. -Let's move on.
Uh, kitchen's through here.
You're welcome to anything in the fridge,
if there's anything in it.
DELIA: Sounds good.
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES IN BACKGROUND)
Hmm.
Where's he going?
SAM: Uh...
You know, it's honestly better not to ask.
SAM: Hey, where you goin'?
I'm gonna go set a couple of traps
while it's still light outside.
SAM: Hey, you know, I was thinkin' maybe I could come with--
JARETH: You know, why don't you go inside
and cook us all some supper?
-Hmm? -DELIA: Oh!
Is that how I need to do it?
Go inside and fix me some mutton.
No.
'Cause you don't eat meat.
But also, no.
Well, fix me some greens then.
SAM: Wait, where you goin'?
DELIA: I'm gonna learn how to set some traps while it's still daylight.
SAM: All right, go ahead
and shoulder me out of the will!
Hey, but don't badger him too much 'cause he will shoot you!
Don't be too quiet 'cause he'll shoot you.
DELIA: Are you plotting to get rid of me already?
SAM: No. Not yet.
Oh, man. Sam, you are screwed.
DELIA: It's called a death fall, right?
It's getting dark.
How many are you gonna make?
(sighs)
We're just gonna make these two.
(♪♪♪)
Couldn't find any branches long enough to reach across?
Branches are unreliable.
Number one, because you never know
what size critter it's gonna take to make 'em snap.
Number two, it's almost impossible
to make a natural ground.
Every critter out there is gonna avoid anything unnatural.
DELIA: Who wouldn't?
JARETH: Help me get some leaves.
DELIA: Must be difficult to make these in the spring.
Yes, it is.
No leaves in the spring.
(♪♪♪)
(SIZZLING)
(DOOR OPENS IN BACK GROUND)
(DOOR CLOSES IN BACK GROUND)
Welcome back!
Delia?
Jareth?
Oh, shit!
(chuckles)
-Oh, you... -Huh.
SAM: You're just gonna let her sneak up on me?
Well, I thought you'd grown rather fond of surprises.
-Are you cr-- are you crying? -SAM: No!
No, I was-- I was cutting onions.
-It... -DELIA: It's true.
DELIA: He always cries when he cuts onions.
You know, I should let you starve while we devour
our bloody delicious red meat.
(♪♪♪)
♪ There ain't nothin' I can do ♪
♪ Or nothin' I can say ♪
♪ That folks don't criticize me ♪
♪ But I'm going to do ♪
♪ Just as I want to ♪
♪ Anyway ♪
♪ And don't care ♪
♪ Just what people say ♪
♪ If I should take a notion ♪
♪ To jump into the ocean ♪
♪ Ain't nobody's business ♪
♪ If I do ♪
♪ If I go to church on Sunday ♪
♪ Then cabaret all day Monday ♪
♪ Ain't nobody's business ♪
♪ If I do ♪
(INSECTS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)
Your father's in the room.
He's sleeping.
(both chuckle)
He's so unusual.
Well, um, you got him to say more words
than I've ever heard him say before, so...
Really?
What?
Is he not livin' up to your expectations?
No, I think he is. Yeah.
Well, good.
(both chuckle)
(kisses)
You know, you could say "I told you so".
Hmm?
I think I'm gonna go to bed.
Already?
(both chuckle)
Wait, I didn't mean this.
Hang on, babe. No, I'm just gonna...
(kisses)
(takes deep breaths)
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES IN DISTANCE)
(♪♪♪)
"His glistening bulk spun round, 'neath a fountain of bloody red,
and men's hearts hit the ground, and he hoisted high the head."
That's charming.
(♪♪♪)
JARETH: This is my study.
DELIA: Oh.
Sorry, I just, um, I couldn't sleep.
Nevertheless, this is my study.
You have very nice artwork.
Is it yours?
It's mine because this is my study.
DELIA: It's impressive.
And-- and you-- you write.
I dabble.
DELIA: You dabble well.
What aren't you good at?
(chuckles)
You'll find that by the time you get to be my age,
you will have amassed quite a collection
of rather useless skills.
Well, some would say by definition a skill
can't be useless.
Touché.
Have you considered publishing?
Never quite saw the point.
Uh, good night.
And sorry, again.
JARETH: Stop.
What are you hiding?
Left hand, behind your back.
What are you hiding?
(sighs)
JARETH: Huh.
You kids and your secrets.
I guess you noticed he wasn't on the couch.
Sam has a tendency to overestimate the importance
I put on certain things.
Hmm.
I might be old, I might be old-fashioned,
but believe you me, if you stay old-fashioned long enough,
eventually you're gonna be ahead of your time.
Well...
good night.
Good night.
Again, sorry, I...
Couldn't sleep?
Couldn't sleep. Good night.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(♪♪♪)
Hmm.
If you could spend the rest of your life
in one place, where would it be?
JARETH: Is this place so bad?
Morning, sunshine.
-Good morning. -SAM: Hmm.
DELIA: Oh, I love this movie.
Those are music, babe.
DELIA: Okay, some of which were used in movies as soundtrack.
(chuckles)
DELIA: The Man Who Knew Too Much.
Did she just call me a genius?
DELIA: You're definitely not the man who knew too much.
Oh.
DELIA: It's the movie. He knows.
A friend of mine was in that movie.
Oh? The kid?
SAM: The remake. Right?
You've got a good selection in there.
Well, it serves.
So do you. Thank you.
-SAM: Dad? -JARETH: You're welcome.
You remember the whole gorging on carcasses thing?
I will eat that.
It is totally okay.
Thank you.
JARETH: You're welcome.
What did I miss?
It's okay to run a red line on occasion, right?
JARETH: Right.
(INDISTINCT LYRICS IN BACKGROUND)
(scrunches)
DELIA: I don't know. We just get along really well.
SAM: Yeah, but how?
I wake up late and you're best friends.
The way you two were talkin' to each other this morning,
he's-- he's never talked to me like that. Ever.
DELIA: Well, I think he just needs some prodding, you know?
Maybe you talk to him a little more.
Maybe he just trusts you.
I mean, he's a great judge of character.
All right. There you go.
Wow!
And you, be careful.
I don't wanna repeat what happened last time.
(chuckles)
SAM: This funny?
Hey, I got you somethin'.
DELIA: Oh, I'm good.
Okay. That's great.
Happened to safety first?
Uh, so about these traps. Uh...
DELIA: Yeah?
SAM: Where are they?
They are exactly where they have always been.
Oh! Where they've always been, right?
Yeah. Always.
Yeah, it's been eight years.
Exactly where they've always been.
That's great!
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. -What?
SAM: Uh, he's a solitary hunter.
It's for the best.
DELIA: Be careful!
So, there are no stands or anything, right?
He's always had this thing where we climb trees or whatever.
You know, whatever's natural.
But I think we'll pretty easily find something
with enough low-hanging fruit. Oh, no. We're not hunting together.
I love you, but this is not gonna be a pissing match.
No, you're gonna find your spot, and I'm gonna find mine,
-and then... -Hmm.
We will compare antler points at the end of the day,
but I'm a solitary hunter.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Okay.
Well, don't shoot anything human.
Me, for example.
Promise.
Mm.
Go forth.
(♪♪♪)
(sighs)
(♪♪♪)
(grunts)
(♪♪♪)
(groans)
Not the plan.
(groans)
DELIA: Oh, my God!
Are you hit?
Oh, God.
Are you okay?
That's a man. Jesus, what happened?
-DELIA: What? -Out of the way.
Did you do this?
SAM: Sir, listen, I'm a doctor.
I'm gonna move your hands and have a look, okay?
MARCUS: Okay.
-SAM: Okay. -JARETH: Is he still alive?
DELIA: Yeah.
You finally managed to hit me, huh?
(Marcus groans)
SAM: Okay.
The good news is it's through and through.
The bad news is he's losing a lot of blood.
Old man.
And a pretty stupid girl.
SAM: Hey, okay.
-Just breathe. -MARCUS: What kinda fool am I?
Just breathe, sir. Just breathe, okay?
-You son of a whore. -Great.
Yep, I was feeling a little left out.
I appreciate that.
Okay, we're gonna take care of you, sir.
Just hold on there. Uh...
(groans)
SAM: Sir?
Is he?
He's got a steady pulse, but this isn't good.
We have to get him to a med center quick.
Son, I don't think that's the smartest course of action.
You're kidding. Give me a hand.
You see these guns, huh?
You see these guns?
You have how many questions people are gonna ask.
You ready for that?
(sighs)
I'm sorry, Delia, right, but we can't let
an innocent man die.
Besides, it was an accident. He's just a la--
Excuse me, I didn't shoot him.
Well, I didn't shoot him.
He said you got the shot.
I don't think he was talking about me.
JARETH: He's not in his right mind, okay?
That's obvious.
What we're gonna do is we're gonna take him back
to the cabin, we're gonna assess his health,
and then we'll make a decision.
SAM: We're not bringin' him back to the cabin.
-JARETH: Sam! -Jareth!
We're bringin' him to a med center!
Decision made!
(sighs)
-Now help me! -Okay.
SAM: Now! Please!
(groans)
SAM: Sorry. Shh.
Delia, put those guns in the back of the truck.
Keep 'em away from him.
DELIA: What if whoever did this is still out there?
-(groans) -(shushes)
SAM: Just hold that.
Real slow, slow.
Sam, if you did this, listen, we can--
No, no, you listen, Jareth, I didn't, all right?
She's got a point.
What-- there could be anybody out there.
All right? Look at him. He's runnin' from something.
MARCUS: Jareth.
(Sam shushes)
I tell you.
Jareth, I tell you, the bitch...
-SAM: It's okay. -MARCUS: The bitch shoots a man.
SAM: Calm down. We're gonna get you help.
You heard what he just said, right?
If you did it, you'd admit it, right?
Yes, of course.
Then why don't you wanna take him to the med center?
Because I'm tryin' to protect us, son.
I'm tryin' to protect all of us.
I don't understand the blood's...
JARETH: What?
SAM: I don't know, it just stopped.
It is-- it's clotted already.
Look, if we get him to a med center,
I think he's gonna be okay.
(Marcus groaning)
Hey, hey.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
I've got some morphine out in my kit
in the back of the truck.
The best thing we can do for all of us is to keep him sedated.
SAM: Who went to med school, huh?
Who paid for you to go to med school, hmm?
DELIA: How is he?
JARETH: Why don't you ask the doctor?
SAM: He's good, actually. He's better than I'd hoped.
How are you? You okay?
I think if someone's out there, they're being super clever.
Quiet.
SAM: I think, Jareth, I think...
I think my father shot him.
Honestly, does it even matter?
SAM: Yes, it matters.
-Hey, hey. Hey. -MARCUS: Who are you?
-SAM: Hey. Hey, man. -Who are you? Sam?
SAM: My dad's gettin' you something for the pain.
-MARCUS: Are you Sam? -SAM: You're gonna be fine.
SAM: You're gonna be fine.
-MARCUS: Yeah, I'll be fine. -SAM: All right?
-He's getting you morphine. -MARCUS: I'll be fine.
SAM: He's right here. Is there-- is there a radio in here?
Yeah, there's one in the kitchen.
It's AM/FM, not HAM.
(groans)
JARETH: Okay.
SAM: It's morphine?
JARETH: Yeah, morphine.
SAM: And you know how to administer it?
Yes.
SAM: Okay.
DELIA: Sam! Come here.
Sam.
Jareth. Sam. Delia.
I tell you. Oh, I tell you.
Hey. RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO) A federally-run manhunt is underway...
This was playing in the car on the way up.
It's lucky that I even heard it.
It's an alert station.
RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO) District authorities remind citizens that Knight
may be armed and should be considered highly dangerous.
Please contact authorities if you have any information
concerning Knight's whereabouts.
Oh, God. Another shot?
Yeah. Another shot.
You, you shot me.
Oh, my friend, I'm afraid you've got my son
or his pretty little girlfriend to thank for that.
-Yeah. -Why would she?
Why would she shoot me?
JARETH: I don't know. Maybe it was an accident.
Maybe she's not a very good shot.
She sure as hell isn't much of a hunter.
Not like you, huh?
-SAM: Hey, Dad? -Hold still. What?
SAM: Jareth, come in here now!
(takes deep breaths)
You stay put.
MARCUS: Yeah.
Yeah, I'll do that.
Yeah.
RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO) This is an alert station for area 117...
That man's in a lot of pain. What is it?
That man is Marcus Knight.
JARETH: What?
He's an escapee from a lifer facility,
not some civil rehab joint.
It's started over.
RADIO ANNOUNCER 2: (ON RADIO) (inaudible) ...escaped yesterday,
following an accident involving the transport vessel
that was relocating him.
Marcus Knight, age unknown, was serving
several life sentences for armed robbery,
second-degree murder and (inaudible) other charges.
It might not be him.
But he has a tattoo on his wrist.
So, what are you suggesting?
(INDISTINCT RADIO SPEECH)
Well, this changes things, right?
I mean, he could be dangerous.
If he's dangerous, that's all the more reason
why he should be sedated.
I think we should just...
Just...
What?
Just let him die.
SAM: No!
No, he's a man!
And he's still alive.
If anything, this makes things simpler.
Right? I mean, whoever shot him...
Look, no one's gonna press charges for shooting a convict.
Look, I'll take credit for it.
I'll say I shot him.
Did you?
No.
Whatever we do, we sedate him first.
Yeah. Yeah, I agree.
No, no, no! Hey! Hey!
SAM: Get him! Stop him!
All right. Nope. Get-- come-- come on!
-SAM: Hey! -Back in the house!
-SAM: Wait, no, no, no, no! -Let's go.
Delia, you drive.
Let's take him to a med center.
Get him in the car.
-Be careful. -Careful, my ass.
Get in the damn car.
(DOOR CLOSES, SELFS THE CAR)
-DELIA: It's not working. -Bullshit.
Bullshit. Let me try!
Get out. Get out.
(pants)
(SELFS THE CRA)
(yells)
-Oh, you're kidding. -No.
There's someone else here.
Maybe.
-Wait. -You-- you were outside.
It could have been him.
-It could have been him. -What?
Marcus, he could have escaped last night.
No, you.
You were outside last night. Did you see anything?*
No, I didn't see any-- I was doing some--*
He's running!
-JARETH: What? -SAM: He's--
JARETH: Hey! No!
No!
(grunts)
Shit.
SAM: What? What is it?
The morphine.
Are you that concerned about his pain?
Yes.
JARETH: No, I'm not that concerned about his pain.
I just wanna make damn sure that he didn't go anywhere.
He's clearly not moving.
SAM: Yeah, he got hit pretty hard.
He's gonna be out for a while.
Look, why don't-- why don't you go work on the car, uh, for now?
Yeah.
What, she good with cars?
I wouldn't be surprised, but I was talkin' to you.
JARETH: Oh.
(sighs)
(DOOR SQUEAKS)
Hey.
Best just leave those in the truck.
Keep 'em away from our friend inside.
All right.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(sighs)
You think you can fix it?
Possibly. You?
Probably.
It was you.
You're the one who shot me, didn't you?
SAM: What?
No.
You said you'd take the credit for it.
I heard you.
Yeah, but I-- I didn't.
You think the two of them would take the credit
for somethin' they didn't do?
What are they doin' out there? Talkin'?
No, they're-- they're fixing the car.
Oh. Somethin' wrong with the car.
Uh-oh.
SAM: You're a funny guy.
And a lucky one.
MARCUS: Yeah. Truly.
I'm sure it's something your father can fix right up.
An old man can fix anything.
How did you know that?
MARCUS: What? That old men can fix anything?
'Cause I've been one for a bit.
How do you know that he's my dad?
Well, it's not often that you call someone else dad,
I'm guessing.
The girl, is she really helpin' him?
Yeah, he's not gonna like that, is he?
SAM: Hey, Jareth.
Uh, can I speak to you for a second, please?
JARETH: Yeah.
In there, away from him?
Sure.
Oh, what are you gonna do with me?
Seems mighty dangerous to leave me in here alone.
SAM: Hey, Delia?
Delia, can you watch this guy for-- for a second, please?
DELIA: Yeah.
Now, what are the two of you gonna talk about
that she isn't even allowed to listen to?
-SAM: Just please shut up. -That's (indistinct speech)--
Shut up.
(Marcus groans)
Just watch him, please.
DELIA: Yeah.
(pants)
Truck is a mess, but she was a big help.
-She really knows what-- -Who is he?
-What? -How do you know him?
All right, he knows you and you know him.
How? How do you know him?
I just heard about him on the bulletin.
No, no. Don't bullshit me.
Who is he?
-It's complicated. -SAM: How complicated?
What, what, what? Did you do time together? What?
(hums)
(Marcus moaning)
Mm.
Thanks.
For?
Nothin'.
I just hate that fuckin' song.
Oh.
JARETH: Sam, it's too complicated to get into right now.
(hums)
SAM: Now is the time to get into it.
Who the hell is this guy?
Dad, tell me.
Before you were born, and a long time
before you were born, I was a different kinda guy.
And...
Well, fuck it.
Marcus and I robbed a bank. A woman was killed.
It wasn't me. He killed her.
It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did.
And as we were getting away, I made damn sure that he didn't.
What is this? Is this revenge? What is this? Is this-- still--
JARETH: I don't-- I don't know.
You have the money still?
Does he think you have the money?
What?
Son, the man on the table in there is an animal.
I had the opportunity to kill him years ago,
and I didn't take it, but I should have.
You were takin' a second chance now!
That's real... (indistinct speech)
JARETH: I don't know what the hell this is, son, but something--
DELIA: Sam. Help?
SAM: Hey, man, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, man. Hey!
Hey, I know what you want.
I know what you want.
Oh, do you now?
We have the money. We'll get it for you, right?
Right? We'll get you the money. Just stop.
-Sam, shut up. -Whoa! Hey, hey, hey!
JARETH: Shut up.
Marcus, you're an outnumbered fool.
MARCUS: Oh, is that so?
Shall we put that to the test?
You're a sporting type.
Tell you what, why don't you aim that
right at my chest, and I'll aim this at yours?
We can both pull the trigger, and we'll see who has the
swiftest recovery.
Dad, don't take that shot.
Please.
MARCUS: Well, what do you know?
That is an uncharacteristically wise decision.
Shoot me.
And now?
Yeah.
Go ahead. Shoot.
Before you do, why don't you take a good look
and see what's in that gun you're holding?
(♪♪♪)
(groans)
-Sam? -Yeah.
Rock salt.
But still, I do appreciate your restraint.
MARCUS: Again, you shoot.
(groans)
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
SAM: How did he get out of these?
He's not an escape artist, is he, Jareth?
Yeah.
(sighs)
DELIA: Be right back.
Hey.
Hey, hey, don't go anywhere.
And don't do anything.
Okay.
Hi.
DELIA: Red or blue?
Uh, what does blue mean?
You know, if red's death, and then green is...
Blue-- blue's just the color of Kool-Aid.
Right.
Here.
Thank you.
You not thirsty?
-Okay. -Mm.
DELIA: You want another one?
-You mind? -No.
Thank you.
(sighs)
You don't know much about your father, do you?
Yeah, I told you that.
Sam, how does the man in there know who your father is?
Look. Hey, hey.
They robbed a bank together. All right?
That's what put him, Marcus Knight, in jail.
Okay? Robbin' the bank and he shot a woman.
Who?
SAM: I don't know.
Or do you mean which one? I...
I mean, is the guy on your table who's dying a killer?
Or is your father?
Right, well, Jareth says he's the convict,
but how the hell can I tell?
And he's not dying.
I mean, his wound, I thought, you know, is a lot worse,
but he's--
He's doin' real miraculously well. I--
Why is he here?
Was this their hideout?
No, no. No. Or maybe.
I-- I-- I don't know. I don't know.
Jareth still has the money.
It's in his study.
DELIA: What?
Nothing.
Okay, so-- so, Jareth is hiding money in his study.
Why don't we just give it to Marcus
and see if he goes away?
I'm-- I'm-- I'm tired of this.
I'm tired of it.
Do you mind watching him?
Of course, yeah.
From the other side of the room this time?
Yeah?
Yeah.
Hey, Jareth?
Let's talk.
Yeah, sure. You wanna go outside?
No, your room.
Okay.
Delia.
SAM: She'll be fine, right?
-Well? -What's in there?
What's in there? That's my study.
I know that, but what's in there?
Unlock it.
You unlock it. The key's on the picture.
(sighs)
You don't have to be so difficult.
So, what?
What? You invest your money in art?
No.
Oh. Oh, really?
Yeah.
SAM: Oh.
So, you-- you just...
(scoffs)
Why didn't you ever show me any of this?
I had no idea you were so...
JARETH: Obsessive. Eccentric.
Artistic.
Look, Jareth...
Dad, the whole point of this trip was to...
to reconcile.
You know, to--
I know there's always been things between us,
but I-- I thought maybe if we--
What?
Son, the whole purpose of this trip was never to reconcile.
Come on.
How did you ask her?
Ask her what?
The ring. I saw the ring. How did you ask her?
SAM: Oh, I don't know.
You know, I-- she-- I didn't do anything.
She kinda just told me.
She had the ring and everything.
Oddly enough, your mom was a lot like that.
Did she know?
Know what?
Did mom know that you were a...
An artist?
A criminal.
Listen, Sam, there's a lot of things about me you don't know,
and that's on purpose.
It's for your own good.
There are things I can't tell you,
so since that's the case, what do you say we--
Why don't we what? Why don't we do what?
Why don't we talk?
You wanna talk?
You wanna start talkin' now?
Why don't first, before we start talking,
why don't we handle the whole situation
of your former business partner bleedin' on your handmade table?
After my girlfriend, my...
My fiancé's in the middle of this.
I'm sorry, Sam.
There isn't anything I can do about that.
SAM: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You wanna do somethin'? Here's what we do.
We watch him, Marcus, all the time.
Okay? We'll-- we'll take turns.
You can work on the car, right?
You can get it fixed?
-Yes, I can fix the truck. -SAM: Here we go.
You get the car running, and we will take him back
to a med center.
We will tell them who he is, right?
And-- (sighs)
If he dies...
If he dies, I know exactly where I'm gonna bury him.
Where? Where you hid all the money?
No, one of the death falls.
SAM: Okay, good.
Good.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
We're not buryin' this.
We're not buryin' him.
No matter what happens, we bring him back.
-And you? -JARETH: Me.
If you wanna turn me in, Sam, you go right ahead.
Yeah.
(sighs)
(Marcus groans)
DELIA: Hey, how'd it go?
Uh, I need a coffee.
Do you mind getting one for me?
I have a killer headache.
Can you gag him, please?
(♪♪♪)
I take mine with cream.
(slurps)
And here I thought I had found some real hospitality.
No, we know about you.
About me?
As though I can be so swiftly summarized.
The woman you shot.
Which one?
-SAM: Which one? -Oh, God.
SAM: What?
Now what do we do now?
Jareth says he can fix the car pretty quickly.
And then we get our friend here to a med center.
And that'll be that.
That'll be that.
MARCUS: That'll be that.
(Marcus laughs)
(♪♪♪)
♪ Oh, Danny boy ♪
♪ The pipes, the pipes ♪
♪ Are calling ♪
♪ From glen to glen ♪
♪ And down the mountainside ♪
♪ The summer's gone ♪
♪ And all the roses falling ♪
(INDISTINCT LYRICS)
♪ But come ye back ♪
♪ When summer's ♪
♪ In the meadow ♪
♪ Or when the valley's ♪
♪ Hushed ♪
♪ And white with snow ♪
(INDISTINCT LYRICS)
♪ I love you so ♪
DELIA: Need help with the engine?
What are you hiding?
Not much.
What are you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing?
I should have known.
Yeah. You're a smart man.
Experienced.
You knew him.
You knew him before.
I know you now.
That man in there is not gonna give you anything.
Obviously you don't know him very well.
Don't I?
♪ It's I'll be here ♪
♪ In sunshine ♪
♪ Or in shadow ♪
Son of a bitch, I see it.
-What? -The resemblance. I see it.
DELIA: What?
(scoffs)
I should have known that bastard had kids everywhere.
Oh, wow!
You wanna go down that road right now.
Young lady, not every man falls for meaningless gestures.
-Me-- meaningless? Okay. Yeah. -Okay, young lady? Yes.
Well, I guess at your age, most things have lost their meaning.
Ow!
I know one thing that hasn't.
Hey.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey!
What the hell did you give him?
Somnaquil. From your kit.
Ah.
What now?
Untie him.
Now!
Okay.
Be careful with that.
(groans)
JARETH: There.
(Marcus grunts)
I have questions.
-So do I. -Shut up.
You know, you could have pulled the tape off first.
Shut up!
Ooh.
I think I like when you're in charge.
DELIA: Stop.
You. Get me clothes.
Does he have to?
DELIA: Go on.
So, you had some questions?
Why am I naked?
Who shot me?
DELIA: I don't know.
Maybe the kid.
JARETH: Be my guess.
DELIA: You know how to use this?
Obviously.
If he moves, do.
Don't either of you wanna know where it is?
DELIA: Where?
How much is left?
JARETH: More than your share.
Well, that sounds like interest.
And I'm interested.
Looks like you need me, Marcus.
Don't bullshit me, Jareth.
You've got more elsewhere. I know you do.
You're old enough to know not to put all your eggs in one cabin.
Besides, you owe me.
You owe me for all that fuckin' time I did.
If I give you the money, what are you gonna do then?
Well, then I'm gonna take your...
God damn it, you're frustrating.
JARETH: That's not on me.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
-Oh, is that your boy, too? -JARETH: I don't know.
Yeah, he's got so much Camilla in him.
Oh, fuck you, Marcus.
He says he can fix the car.
Well, he says a lot.
I can fix the car.
Well, then you do that.
Then it's mine.
Like I said, interest. Copacetic?
Copacetic.
You and your boy are gonna have to find some other way back.
Or you can stay here. I don't care.
But I'm gonna drive away from you
just like you drove away from me.
And nobody gets hurt?
MARCUS: Nobody gets hurt.
Just like the bank.
Where is it?
Do you remember the old Wilson fallout shelter?
-It's still there? -JARETH: It's a fallout shelter.
Yes, of course it's still there.
It's caved in a little bit, but I've been digging.
So, there's a shovel right next to the entrance.
Why don't you go continue digging in it
while I fix your truck?
Copacetic.
MARCUS: Well, I'm in no rush.
You go dig it up.
Then worry about the car.
JARETH: What if I run?
We have your son.
JARETH: Yeah.
And what kind of a parent would abandon one of their children?
Okay, nobody is gonna get hurt.
Just like the bank.
So, let's talk about our end of the deal.
Oh, shit.
No, you don't.
That was clumsy.
Yeah, well, I've been shot twice.
What's your excuse?
DELIA: I thought getting shot didn't bother you.
(GENERATOR WHIRRING)
It hurt?
MARCUS: Not too bad.
You should try it sometime.
Perhaps I will when all this is over.
Solidarity.
You're sick.
(chuckles)
DELIA: Lucky you.
Yeah, lucky me.
You know I love you to death, right?
Then why don't you turn around and prove it?
What the fuck?
Good morning, sleepyhead.
What the fuck?
Sam, I'm really sorry about Marcus is my dad.
What?
DELIA: See, I-- I found you because of your father,
and then, well, my father, and then-- well, he needed...
This doesn't change the way I feel about you.
You don't...
You can't touch your daughter like that.
Well, you shouldn't.
You ever been to Arkansas, son?
What? Even if...
But you drugged me.
Sam.
Of course I drugged you.
(♪♪♪)
I've had enough of this.
Hey!
(groans)
Oh, really?
It's rock salt.
Okay.
(groans)
DELIA: What are you doin'?
I'm gonna go make sure that Jareth doesn't
just wander in here.
Seems to me he might get a little upset about all this.
Why don't you just tidy up around here a bit?
DELIA: It's you and me, yeah?
You and me, babe.
DELIA: Forever?
MARCUS: Forever.
Oh, no.
(kissing)
MARCUS: All right.
I don't get it.
No, I'm sure you don't.
Um, Sam, this is your last chance to tell me
anything else you know about your father.
(groans)
JARETH: You don't trust me?
Would 24 years worth of "no" suffice?
Wow! Look at this.
Yeah.
Uh, I guess even the surest things fail eventually.
Damn lucky the whole house didn't come down.
True.
MARCUS: Wait. Is this all of it?
JARETH: No, there's more. That's why I'm digging.
Speakin' of that, Marcus, I don't suppose you'd actually
like to give me a hand here to do a little work?
No, I'm gonna sit down. I don't have a shovel.
JARETH: Right.
(♪♪♪)
(pants)
♪ My days have grown so lonely ♪
(moans)
You're certainly not your father's son.
SAM: Fuck you!
You shot me.
No, he did.
I'm sorry.
I really didn't want that to happen.
Oh, you go fuck-- you go fuck your father.
Sam.
You're so stupid.
Oh, Sam. It's not...
♪ A future that's stormy ♪
♪ A winter that's gray... ♪
Fuck.
I'll be right back.
(GROANS)
DELIA: Don't move.
That Delia sure one hell of a piece of work, huh?
You have no idea.
I wonder where she gets that.
Did she tell you she was my daughter?
Nope. I figured that one out for myself.
(chuckles)
She made a pass at me.
Well, that would explain the daughter line.
See, she didn't want you to think that she
and I were an item.
(♪♪♪)
(groans)
What's this?
DELIA: It's about our parents.
Or rather, your father and my mother.
SAM: Your mother?
Yeah.
I don't know.
Marcus said that Jareth was the one who shot her,
but he did come clean about some shit
I expected him to lie about, so who knows?
(groans)
Yeah, she does that.
You just say somethin' and she runs with it.
And the funny thing is, she'll fall for it, too.
You even suggest that there might be a buried treasure
and she will--
JARETH: There is a buried treasure, Marcus.
Yeah, well, she's not after that.
(Delia sighs) I was three when it happened.
I remember thinking how silly, how arbitrary, all of it was.
One moment you're changing your billing address,
and the next your ice cream's melted all over the back seat.
(moans)
And then when I got older, I did a little digging.
She researched me online.
Came up with a few ideas about me.
You know what I mean?
I found out that Marcus Knight is an-- he's an interesting man.
Found me in jail.
Why?
I wanted to see if he had something.
Something that I wanted very, very badly.
A father?
(groans)
Life. Happiness. Love eternal.
She wants to spend forever with me, Jareth.
And she means it.
I wanna live forever, Sam.
And as far as I can tell, those two guys out there
are the only two people who could give it to me.
Oh, I'm a doctor. I can help.
No, you can't.
You can't because you don't know what I mean.
You don't even know who your father is.
When's the last time that you looked at him in the face?
When you looked at a picture of him?
Know what I can't figure out is whether it's a fountain,
a food, a ritual.
Clearly it's not fucking genetics.
But in exchange for the money, Marcus is gonna give me
the secret.
He's gonna give it to me.
A secret that your father wouldn't even tell you.
Is she trustworthy, Marcus?
Absolutely not.
(chuckles)
What?
-You're insane. -DELIA: No.
♪ The fundamental things apply ♪
♪ As time goes by ♪
I am not insane!
I said I'm not insane!
Why does your father look the same age in the photos
that you have with him when you were young, hmm?
'Cause he doesn't age!
He doesn't have scars or wounds.
He fought in wars, Sam!
Think about Marcus.
Marcus is suffering from gunshot wounds.
He's healing miraculously, Sam.
How does that work? You're a doctor!
I don't know. I don't know. But it's--
You don't know 'cause you don't know anything, Sam.
Before today, you would never set foot in your father's study.
You would never seen the collections,
the-- the museum of himself.
Collections that date back to God knows how long.
And you know what?
You're never gonna get to experience it.
Because you're not curious, Sam.
You're not clever.
That's why you're gonna die soon.
And that's why some of us are gonna live on...
for a very long time.
You're out of your fucking mind.
I'm not.
I'm just out of your miserable little life.
Don't touch me.
(MOANS)
Remember?
Red is death.
I prefer green.
♪ The world will always welcome lovers ♪
♪ As time ♪
(YELLS)
♪ Goes by ♪
SAM: Fuck you!
MARCUS: There's somethin' I've been dyin' to know.
I have no idea which one of them shot you, Marcus.
No, not that.
I wanna know if you knew, 'cause I think you did.
I think you knew that I was gonna get picked up that day.
And you got me nabbed on purpose.
Does that sound familiar?
(♪♪♪)
(GRUNTS)
We had a good run, Marcus. We had a long run.
But you started to get sloppy.
(GRUNTS)
JARETH: When guys like you and me get reckless,
very bad things can happen.
(GROANS)
JARETH: So me, I had a moral reckoning and you, you shot a woman.
(PANTS)
MARCUS: But it wasn't about Camilla?
Had nothin' to do with her and I?
There was no her and you, Marcus, ever.
(GROANS)
You ever tell your son?
(GROANS)
My son knows very little.
And I think that's a good thing.
(GROANS)
JARETH: Sam is too fragile.
I'm afraid this whole damn thing is gonna ruin him.
(GROAN, PANTS)
(BLOWS AIR)
(♪♪♪)
(PANTS)
(GRUNTS)
MARCUS: I honestly think prison might do you some good.
Toss you in some hole,
and let you meditate on yourself for a bit.
Hell, maybe forever.
(♪♪♪)
You know, Marcus, what my biggest problem would be in...
stuck in some hole forever would be?
What's that?
The forever part.
(GROANS)
MARCUS: You're a son of a bitch!
(MARCUS GROANS)
(♪♪♪)
-(GUNSHOT) -(GROANS)
If he's dead....
If he's dead, I'll torture you until you fuckin' tell me.
Immortal doesn't mean invincible.
He told me that, but I'll drag it out.
Marcus?
(PANTS)
Sam?
Sam. Jesus!
Sam! Hey!
Hey.
(DOOR OPENS)
(GRUNTS)
What in the hell did you do?
DELIA: I didn't do anything.
That was all you.
Well, that was Marcus.
It was rock salt.
Why don't you check his arm?
What were you tryin' to inject Marcus with?
It wasn't morphine, was it?
Yeah. Seems fair to me. My mother, your son.
What the hell are you talking about? What fair?
You remember Ellen Gowen? The bank?
That's my mother. I was three.
What?
That was Marcus, that wasn't me. I--
Please stop!
Who shot who? Who killed who? Who gives a fuck?
Marcus was gonna give me the secret and now he can't!
So, you've gotta tell me!
I-- I can't.
Pay me back for the life you stole.
Tell me how you do it!
I can't tell you something I don't know.
I swear to God I'm gonna make you feel so much pain.
(PANTS)
Shit.
Fuck.
(PANTS)
Shit!
MARCUS: Delia?
Delia!
(PANTS)
(♪♪♪)
(GROANS)
(PANTS)
(♪♪♪)
(GROANS)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(JARETH PANTS)
(JARETH GROANS)
Marcus?
Marcus!
Delia, I'm fuckin' stuck!
How stuck?
MARCUS: Uh, very stuck.
(♪♪♪)
(JARETH GROANING)
DELIA: I wonder if you're able to recover from that.
Bet you could, with enough time.
Buried.
What's that?
Buried treasure.
(GROANS)
Buried... buried treasure!
DELIA: No, thanks.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
JARETH: Oh. Oh no, don't! Don't! No!
(JARETH SCREAMING)
(FIRE CRACKLING)
(♪♪♪)
(GROANS)
Get that shovel and get this shit off of me.
(SIGHS)
Is it in here?
What?
(SIGHS)
Is Jareth dead?
Okay. So...
Just get me out.
It's not in here, is it?
Yes, it's buried in here with me.
Just get me out so we--
I'm not talking about the money.
You're insane!
I'm dedicated.
I was promised something.
I was promised that you were gonna tell me
the secret and how it works.
Now what is it?
Get me out and I will show you.
Tell me now!
(PANTS)
It's a magic spring.
A trickling, bubbly well.
Where?
That way. I'll show you.
(♪♪♪)
You're lying to me.
Okay. There's no secret.
There. That's that.
-No. -I'm just strong and lucky.
-Stop it! -And not immortal.
Not immortal at all.
And if I shot you right now?
Well, then I would probably die.
But it's rock salt, so I might die.
And then you wouldn't have me around
to help you dig out the money.
I don't want the money. I want to live forever.
So do I! And this is not helping.
Okay, okay. So be it.
I'm not going to kill you.
I'm not even gonna torture you.
But I'm gonna wait and I'm gonna--
(CHUCKLES)
I'm gonna watch you starve.
And then we'll see.
We'll-- we'll see. We'll see.
Oh, come on, Delia.
No! God damn it, no!
Delia!
Fuck!
(GROANS, GRUNTS)
What is it? What is it?
(GRUNTS)
(PANTS)
(SIGHS)
(COUGHS)
Marcus.
I will do it.
No, you won't.
Try me.
Stop it!
I will not starve ever.
This is better!
(♪♪♪)
You'll love this.
♪ When you were all alone ♪
♪ You had to ask me to be ♪
DELIA: No!
You want this?
♪ Day by day ♪
You want money? Have some money.
♪ Night by night ♪
♪ Home is where I'll be ♪
♪ Day by day ♪
♪ Night by night ♪
Take some more.
♪ As long as you're next to me ♪
♪ When I was just a girl ♪
MARCUS: Here, here. You want this?
♪ If I could find it in my heart ♪
♪ To let it be ♪
♪ Day by day Night by night ♪
♪ Home is where I'll be ♪
♪ Day by day ♪
♪ Night by night ♪
♪ As long as you're next to me ♪
♪ If you belong to-- ♪
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(FIRE CRACKLING)
♪ …night by night ♪
♪ Home is where I'll be ♪
(LAUGHS)
♪ As long as you're next to me ♪
(LAUGHING)
♪ Home is where I'll be ♪
♪ Day by day ♪
(LAUGHS)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(♪♪♪)