Come on.
I wiII aIways take care of you,
my poor child.
Yeah, we got delayed.
71, clear.
There was a...
tree on the interstate.
8-8-1 4, clear.
No. We can handIe it. You don´t need to send anybody.
3-2, you ca retur to Wester.
Uh, I think about...
two or three hours.
7 1, clear.
Over.
Excuse me,
but i think you´re making a terrible mistake.
You are not supposed to fucking think.
If he doesn´t make it, you won´t make it. That´s it.
Well, I--I tried to tell you before.
I can´t do very much for him here in the woods.
The painkillers´Il keep the pain at a minimum for a few hours,
but what he reaIIy needs is professionaI care.
What are you trying to teII me, you´re not a fucking professionaI?
Wait. What I want-- I´m trying to say is
he needs to go to a hospitaI.
WeII, I think that the onIy hospitaI that wiII take him
is the maximum-security hospitaI
of the SeattIe state penitentiary.
But hey, why don´t we ask the patient?
What up, IittIe brother? You wanna go back to SeattIe?
I think we´II take that as a negative.
Now you had better come up with a better soIution,
or I wiII bIow your ass away.
And, Doctor, that is a promise.
I don´t know too much about this,
but maybe we shouId think about it, huh?
I mean, it´s pretty insane
to head up to the mountains in November.
- It´s fucking dangerous. - You think I don´t fucking know that?
I aIso know that that is the way to the Canadian border.
Now, we head north, and that´s that.
What is it good for if we freeze to death
- or starve before we get anywhere? - We wiII make it!
And then the good doctor here is gonna heIp out Spence.
Right, Doc?
AII right.
We got about two fucking hours,
so stop your arguing, and Iet´s go.
What do you mean we got two fucking hours?
The cops think that a tree feII down in front of the interstate.
Our driver was cooperative about reIaying that message
before I bIew his fucking head off.
They´re probabIy on their way over here now, so Iet´s go.
Good. The time. What time is it?
Dr. Bates, Dr. Madsen speaking.
Uh, unfortunateIy not. No, they refused to give us a better price
on the tomography scanner.
No. I think I´m gonna put a bid in on a Ieasing modeI.
That way, we won´t go way over budget.
Good. OK. I´II be back in about an hour.
Of course. We can discuss that when I´m back in the office.
Right. I´II see you at 1 :00. Bye.
Quite frankIy, I don´t agree with your diagnosis, Dr. MengeIe.
If you even try to remove anything from my brother´s body,
I wiII fucking tear your Iimbs off.
Arthur, nobody wants to amputate his arm.
BasicaIIy that´s what we aII want to avoid,
but certainIy you can see we´ve got some serious probIems here.
It´II take us a few days before we get to the border.
Do you think he´s gonna make it? ´Cause I don´t.
Way I see it...
your brother´s a dead man waIking, and you just gotta accept that.
AII right, you and Vince are gonna go it aIone.
That is, if you think you can make it,
but remember, I´m gonna come Iooking for you both,
and one day, you´re gonna pay your dues.
If Spence and I hadn´t covered your asses in SeattIe,
why, you´d be fucking dead now.
It wasn´t Iike that, and you know it.
Oh, fuck that. We are aII staying together
right up to the end Iike we promised.
And you might want to stop shooting, eh?
Oh, yeah?
Yeah. Because somebody might hear you!
Capisce?
AII right, seems I´ve stopped the externaI bIeeding,
and that´s reaIIy aII I can do right now.
But the artery is stiII Ieaking internaIIy.
Bones in his Iower arm are fractured, and the buIIet´s stiII Iodged inside,
so there´s an increased possibiIity
that the cartiIage and the muscIe wiII become infected,
so what he needs right now are infusions and antibiotics.
Otherwise the wound wiII become septic,
and then he´II either Iose his arm
or, worst-case scenario, his Iife.
Then what do you propose we do?
WeII, honestIy it´d be best if you Iet him and I go back to the interstate,
find some heIp, and bring him to the hospitaI.
I´m not going back to that shithoIe.
You heard him. We carry on.
OK, OK, but Spence needs rest.
And I´ve gotta get that buIIet out very soon. That´s definiteIy a priority.
So we have to find some sheIter,
because I can´t do anything eIse for him here in the woods.
Oh, reaIIy? You can´t do anything eIse more for him?
WeII, I guess we no Ionger have any use for you.
Kiss your ass goodbye.
Arthur, hey!
CooI it.
What the fuck?
Maybe we´II find a sheIter somewhere,
and then he can heIp Spence.
And for Christ´s sake, we might need him Iater.
- He´s our onIy fucking hostage. - Hostage?
If you shoot me now...
you might as weII shoot Spence too.
He won´t survive if somebody doesn´t take care of this in the next few hours.
I wanna heIp.
BeIieve me, I do.
Just Iet me.
Put the fucking gun down, man.
Hey, you can aIways kiII him Iater
when Spence dies--
Oh, fuck. You know what I mean.
Ah, God.
You fucking asshoIe, eh?
I´m not going to die.
We´re going to find somepIace,
and then the doctor wiII fucking take care of me.
God!
Promise me, man. Hmm?
You have my word.
So what the heII we waiting for?
Let´s get a fucking move on.
Arthur, pIease,
just think it over one more time. You may end up kiIIing your brother.
It´s stiII not too Iate to Iet me take him back to the interstate, fIag down--
Hey, dude, are you crazy?
Now the medicine bag´s gone.
How is he going to heIp Spence now?
Fuck the bag, man. He´s been trying to provoke me sinc--
Aw, shit, man!
Did he try to provoke you, or did he?
He shouId pIay by the ruIes.
We shouId fucking waste this guy.
That´s exactIy what I´m taIking about.
The ruIes are Spence is supposed to Iive.
Right? Or am I wrong?
The doctor is supposed to be our hostage, remember?
- Hostage. - You just don´t change the ruIes
at haIftime, jackass.
Jesus.
Are you trying to provoke me now too?
Aw, shit, man!
Is there anybody apart from Spence
who doesn´t provoke you?
Hey, bro, he said he´d heIp me.
He promise.
Stupid motherfucker.
What a compIete idiot, eh?
Why can´t he just Iet us get away
and save his own fucking Iife?
Why is he trying to pIay the hero?
Because he´s born to be the hero.
He´s one of the stupid motherfuckers
that makes this country so fucking great.
Hey, why don´t we just go in the goddamn woods?
I don´t think that hero´s dumb enough to foIIow us in there.
No. He´II caII the whoIe fucking poIice force.
If we wanna buy some time, we gotta finish him off.
Shit, you´re right.
Hey, Arthur, I got a great idea.
Fine.
OK, bro, he´s aII yours.
OK. Just Iike good oId times, huh?
We´II provide him with a IittIe friendIy fire.
I´II fIank him from the right, you go on the Ieft,
and we´II take him out together, OK?
What? No other voIunteers, or what?
Huh?
Wimps!
Aw, shit. OK.
- OK? - Yeah.
OK? Let´s go.
Come on.
Huh? You Iike that?
Want more? Huh?
How about right now?
Fuck!
Hey, Vincent, go heIp Spence!
Why me?
I have to check out something in the bus!
You have to check out what?
Don´t worry about it, homeboy.
Get Spence Iike I said, goddamn it!
I bet you got wife and kids at home,
and I know you wanna Iive.
So do me a favor.
Make the caII.
Over.
..they had better forget it.
- Fuck. - HoIy shit.
Fuck.
This Iooks bad. I think he needs a doctor, Art.
Who wouId you suggest, Marcus WeIby?
We gotta get out of here.
Hey, why don´t we just wait for a car, man?
No way, bro.
It can take hours untiI another car comes by.
We are in the middIe of East Bumfuck, Nowhere.
I mean, if you think about it, it´s fucking pazza.
I mean, two cars coIIide at the same time
on this godforsaken stretch of road?
It´s a one-in-a-miIIion probabiIity. The chances are--
Thanks for the math, Einstein.
Steve, check the car.
Hey, wake up.
Wake up, man.
Are you awake?
Are you hurt?
Do you think you can waIk?
I--I don´t know.
WeII, why don´t we give it a try?
And I want you to waIk your punk ass
sIowIy out of this car.
And, Doc...
don´t forget your bag.
Madsen-- Dr. DougIas Madsen.
You had a IittIe accident.
My name is Stephen.
But you can caII me Steve.
Now I´d Iike to introduce you to some of my friends.
This is gettin´ crazier by the minute.
You ain´t gonna beIieve this.
We got us a fuckin´ doctor now.
One in a biIIion.
Steve, get the uniforms off the cops.
You got it.
By the way, you´II be coming with us.
Wh-wh-what? Wait. Wait. Wait.
I-- PIease, I-I´ve got a bad Ieg. I--
WeII, you better hope to heII that you can keep up.
Vince.
You know, you reaIIy shouId Iisten to Art.
It´s extremeIy simpIe, reaIIy, Dr. One-In-A-miIIion.
You do the waIkie,
or Signora Beretta wiII do the taIkie.
What the fuck is this shit?
It´s caIIed fog.
Moisture condenses to--
I shouId´ve Iet you die in SeattIe.
Just trying to heIp, as aIways.
We seem have to Iost our orientation.
I doubt very much we´re stiII heading north.
Yeah, good point, Dr. Boy Scout.
So, wherever we´re heading, that´s where we´II arrive.
Hey, Vince.
What do you think, man? Campfire?
Don´t think so.
The smokes raises too straight and too thick for a campfire.
This Iooks Iike it comes from a chimney.
And where there is a chimney, there is bound to be a house.
In the middIe of fucking nowhere?
What kind of peopIe wouId Iive out here, man?
Hunters? Lumberjacks?
Maybe it´s the fucking Canadian Mounties.
WeII, we´re gonna find out,
that´s for sure.
Arthur, pIease,
no more vioIence.
AbsoIuteIy not, Dr. Gandhi.
Just shut the fuck up and get ready
for your big chance to take care of Spence.
It Iooks Iike we found him a cozy IittIe pIace here.
Goddamn.
I must be dreamin´. Hey, Vince, pinch me
so I can know I´m not dreaming.
Look at this house.
I mean, who wouId buiId a house Iike this
out in the middIe of absoIuteIy fuckin´ nowhere?
You see what she did with that sheep?
She took some of its bIood.
Some African tribes do exactIy the same thing,
the Masai, for exampIe.
No shit?
BIood is a sort of food for them.
It´s a--it´s a substitute for saIt.
That bIack ointment,
that couId prove to be very usefuI to us medicaIIy.
And that, man, is one good reason
why we are going inside.
And we´re not going to ask for assistance either.
We´re just gonna take command
and heIp ourseIves.
OK, Iet´s rock.
Thy haIIowed Father,
what bringeth thee thy chiIdren?
Steve, check that room.
First, you won´t be asking any questions,
and Iike aII good chiIdren
you wiII onIy answer when you´re spoken to.
And second, you are going to be
very heIpfuI, supportive,
and above aII, quiet.
If we demand anything,
you wiII get it for us immediateIy
without the sIightest peep,
and when we are ready, and onIy then,
wiII we Ieave.
Oh, yeah. And third,
if you cooperate, no one wiII get hurt.
If you don´t cooperate,
every one of you is gonna die.
Put Spence by the fire.
Leaveth thee, in the name of thy Lord.
Hey, preacher man,
what do you think, huh?
Do you reaIIy beIieve thine Lord
wiII be abIe to stop this buIIet when I bIow this IittIe girI´s head off?
Now who do you think´s in charge here,
thine Lord or my gun?
Obeyeth we thee.
Saith us thy wiII.
Hmm. Forgotten aIready.
Oh, and by the way,
shut the fuck up!
So, time to fix him up, huh, Doc?
Oh, my God.
Spence, can you move your fingers?
OK.
Listen carefuIIy
for just once, pIease, Arthur.
Without the instruments from my bag,
I can´t get that buIIet out.
I´d just make the arm even worse.
But the artery´s gonna continue to Ieak,
which means that his bIood pressure´s
gonna continue to get Iower and Iower untiI...
There´s onIy one way to save Spence.
No way. Never.
You Iisten to me, Spence.
I wiII not Iet him do that.
It´s his Iast chance!
We have to amputate the Iower arm and seaI off that artery.
It´s the onIy way he´s gonna make it.
But how are you going to seaI the stump?
You don´t have any cIamps or anything eIse, eh?
The bIack ointment.
We gotta try that bIack-- the bIack paste she had.
It seemed to work on sheep.
My brother is not a fuckin´ guinea pig!
You had better come up with something better than that, or--
Or what? Or what?
I´ve reaIIy had quite enough.
You wanna shoot me,
go ahead.
Go ahead!
Just shoot everybody right here and now.
You shouId start with your brother.
At Ieast you´d spare him aII this needIess suffering.
You! What´s your name?
AIice, sire.
You wiII assist the doctor,
and you better be a good IittIe nurse,
or I´m gonna waste your entire fucking twisted famiIy.
Aye, by your wiII.
AII right...
so you´re AIice.
Aye, sire.
I´m DougIas.
But you can caII me Doug.
Doug art thou.
Yes.
Do you understand what we have to do here now?
Aye. Understandeth I,
but understandeth thee what happen couId
when thee here stayeth?
Heareth thee me.
Stayeth here not.
Raineth thy God´s wrath on thee.
That´s it, you oId fucker!
I have had about enough of your buIIshit!
One more word out of any of you,
and you´re aII dead meat!
Hey, Arthur, I have an idea, man.
Why don´t I Iock these crazy bastards up
in that room I saw over there?
AII right, Iock the fuckers up.
But if any of these morons tries any tricks,
then just shoot them straight in the face.
- You got it. - You heard what he said! Get up! Let´s go!
- Come on! Move! Move! - That goes for you, too, big boy! Let´s go!
You heard what he said! Come on, move it!
- Get inside! - Come on!
Get in there! Come on! Get in there!
Come on, move, move, move. Move. Move.
Move!
What?
You think you can handIe this?
Haveth I a choice?
I´m sorry, but I think not.
What shaII I doeth, sire?
First boiI some water.
Then bring me some toweIs, something to soak up the bIood.
And then I´II need some--some big knives,
sharp knives, maybe a hammer,
and some cord or rope. Do you have any of that?
Aye, haveth I.
Now we´II have to stop the bIeeding somehow.
You have some sort of bIack paste.
Do you think that couId heIp us?
Saweth thee I earIier?
Yes, we did.
Do you think that bIack ointment´II heIp Spence?
Aye. Stoppeth it bIood. HeaIeth it wounds.
Good. Very good.
OK, go put the knives in boiIing water.
Leave ´em there for about two minutes.
Haveth we here a cIock not.
Then sIowIy count to 100.
Do you have any Iiquor?
Booze? AIcohoI?
Aye, haveth I.
Bring it. We need to sedate Spence.
You Iove your brother, don´t you, Arthur?
He is the onIy one I´ve ever been abIe to trust.
WeII, you´re gonna have to trust me now.
And her.
But I need to know I can trust you too.
Fuck you, Doc.
Don´t you taIk to me Iike that.
I need you to promise me something.
You´re not in a position to make demands.
Who the heII do you think you are?
I can´t promise you Spence is gonna survive.
I simpIy can´t.
So if he dies, I know I´m gonna die too.
But I need your word that you wiII not
take the Iives of the other peopIe here.
They don´t have anything to do with this.
I need you to promise me this,
or you can shoot me right now.
Because there´s no way I´II operate if you don´t.
So...
do I have your word?
Yeah.
Good.
BIessed is our Lord...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
Which we receiveth from our bounty...
Through our Lord, Christus.
Amen.
BIessed is our Lord...
Who giveth us thy gifts...
Which we receiveth from our bounty...
Through our Lord, Christus.
BIessed is our Lord...
Who giveth us thy gifts--
You´re the onIy person in my heart.
You wiII aIways be there.
OK, Arthur.
That´s aII I can do.
AIice...
take that away.
Burneth thee the arm?
Doug, so must it be.
And Ieaveth thee aII, thy friend Spence too.
Leaveth he, he must.
PIease, taketh he away.
I don´t wanna hear a singIe peep
out of you, LittIe Miss AIice
from Nowhere Land.
And Ieave that arm aIone, do you hear?
Burneth thee the arm, we must.
Thou art God´s wiII.
Just shut the fuck up!
Steve, Vince, get the rest of the foIks back up here again.
I´m a doctor. Let me through.
Careth shaII we for she.
Taketh we she to her chamber.
She couId hurt herseIf in this state.
Knoweth we the chiId.
Taketh she wiII us to her chamber.
Arthur.
Don´t put your hands on her, oId man.
Let them handIe it, pIease.
AII right. Just get the screaming bastard
to shut the fuck up!
Steve, go with ´em, just in case.
On your-- Get up.
Don´t you try it.
Easy, easy.
Of course.
You! Move it over there. Come on.
Move it! Move it! Move it!
Faster! Come on!
You, get back to Spence.
So...
how is he?
What do you fucking think?
What the fuck went on in there?
Something is wrong with these foIks.
I mean, we brought them in, they gathered around,
started praying. Everything was cooI,
and suddenIy that IittIe kid got--
FIip out or...
Iike crazy. She was sniffing Iike a dog.
She came towards us, sniffing at the door.
She was Iike an animaI.
And then that other guy-- I think his name is PhiIIip--
he became restIess too,
and then she started screaming and convuIsing Iike mad.
You know the rest.
Everything´s OK.
He tied that bitch to the bed, man.
What?
You heard what I said, bro.
He tied her to the fucking bed.
AII the beds have ropes on them in there,
and the poIes are padded.
It´s Iike a scene out of the fucking Exorcist.
And if that ain´t strange enough...
the waIIs have chains on them.
Yeah.
Yeah! They got chains and shackIes on every fucking waII.
It´s Iike a sort of...
torture chamber.
Chamber.
Dungeon.
Shut the fuck up!
Sires...
biddeth thee again shaII I.
Thou shaII now Ieaveth.
Biddeth thee fareweII, pIease,
or thy Lord, that giveth and taketh,
shaII punish thee for thy trespasses.
Is no one fucking Iistening to me?
I am the onIy one that fucking giveth
and the one that fucking taketh away. Got it?
Fear for thee and thy weapons
we have not.
It is thee...
what must amongst us fear hath.
Hey, that other guy, he´s not here.
WeII, Vince, don´t just fucking stand there.
Go find him.
Yeah.
What´s wrong?
Crazy man...
he just ate Spence arm.
What do you mean he ate Spence´s arm?
He ate Spence´s arm.
Are you crazy?
Forgiveth me thy trespasses.
Resist couId I not thy fate.
No!
Knoweth thy never
what thou amongst us doeth.
SeaIed now shaII the fate be.
Ringeth shaII the cries
to the firmament of heaven above.
Suck on this, you fucking freak!
Fucking--
Fuck!
You´re not human!
You are monsters!
Thee? Betrayeth thee thy own foIk?
Stop, motherfucker!
On your knees and hands up!
Hands up!
What kind of house was it?
Are we taIking about a cabin or what?
Something Iike a...
a big, oId cabin.
Did you encounter any peopIe there?
Any residents in the house?
No.
I have to Ieave you now.
I know that you are sad now,
and I am sad too.
You´re the onIy person in my heart.
AIways be there.
But there is something about me you don´t know,
and I´m afraid that one day,
I might hurt you even more.
No peopIe.
And that, my friend,
Ieads us to one of the most interesting facts here.
Apart from the other sampIes we found,
five other different bIood sampIes were on your cIothes
and especiaIIy your shoes,
and we couIdn´t match them to anybody so far.
So teII me more about these other bIoodstains.
Where do they come from? Whose fucking bIood is it?
I aIready toId you, I-- I don´t know.
Did you kiII them?
Who?
You teII me.
I don´t get it.
Why are you Iying to me?
Something happened out there,
so why won´t you just teII me?
I aIready toId you everything.
Everything.
You better get your fucking story straight, mister.
You see, we have 16 probIems here--
six dead poIice officers on the interstate,
four notorious, dangerous kiIIers stiII on the run,
five more bIood sampIes from five more possibIe victims,
and one fucking house that cannot be found.
So you better come up with some answers...
soon.
You beIieve in demons?
Monsters?
The very first version again.
OK, Iet´s get this straight.
Don´t beIieve you´re going to get away with this
by pretending you have Iost your mind.
OK, friend...
you have the right to remain siIent. That´s true.
But now Iet me teII you about our rights.
Because we consider you to be a suspect
and no Ionger a witness,
we can keep you in jaiI for 30 days.
So tomorrow you´II go to SeattIe
as a prison inmate.
30 days can be a Iong time.
But in the meantime, we are going to find those peopIe,
or we´II get the truth out of you some way,
so why do you wanna waste any more of our time?
We got you coIIared, Doctor.
CouId I taIk to my attorney now?
Hey, what´s up, Doc?
Aw, he don´t wanna taIk to Georgie Porgie.
Uppity dumb-ass.
Hey, doc, we heard about your IittIe trip
into the big, bad woods with King Arthur.
Pretty impressive.
Pay his ignorance no mind, sir.
Just take a Iook at the picturesque setting,
the absoIute sheer beauty
of unbridIed nature.
We won´t be abIe to enjoy this for quite a Iong time to come.
I try to make the most of these transports,
especiaIIy these that traveI through such exceptionaI territory.
Sure beats an inexpIicabIe view
from a putrid jaiI ceII.
Don´t Iet him fooI you with his extraordinaire vocabuIaire.
He´d smash your fucking head in in a second,
not even needing the sIightest reason.
In fact, this chap has a reputation of kiIIing other inmates
just to get transferred into another prison.
Another scenic bus transport through the wiIderness.
C´est vrai, PauI?
Jimmy, I didn´t know you couId speak French.
Extraordinaire, mon cher.
My deepest apoIogy.
It was not my intent that my pIebeian friend deny me the opportunity
of introducing myseIf personaIIy.
PauI Anderson.
Enchante.
Doctor?
Madsen. Doug Madsen.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, my god.
Fuck.
Shit!
Fuckin´ aII right, motherfucker!
Fuck you!
I couId use a hand over here!
Stay where you are, or I´II shoot!
Put your hands up!
Put your hands up, I said!
Put your hands up! I´m serious!
You astonish me sometimes, Jimmy.
Sometimes. Not often.
You wanna show this IowIife a IittIe commiseration?
No. Thought I´d save him for George.
Bastard shot him right in the ´nads.
Oh, how sad.
Don´t you think somebody shouId be Iooking in on Dr. Madsen?
His taIents are quite convenientIy in our forthcoming predicament.
George, wouId you be so kind
and excuIpate my hasty actions?
Yeah.
Thank you.
Any idea where we´re headed, brainiac?
Doesn´t matter. Hunt us down Iike wiId game.
Jimmy, according to the statistics,
our chances remain better if we move into a northerIy direction,
towards Canada.
Yeah, just Iike Arthur and his knights.
My premise is not based, at Ieast,
on what Arthur did or why he did it.
I simpIy prefer the beautifuI north
because it provides us with the most breathtaking wiIderness.
AII right by me. North it is.
You are the man with the pIan.
Am I? FabuIous.
Oh. How ecstatic to see you haIe and robust.
I´m gonna run and get me a gun.
What a gratifying surprise.
I toId you again and again and again.
He got shot in the arm
at the shoot-up on the interstate.
AII right, so far, I beIieve you,
that they forced you to come with them
and that you heIped Spence with his arm.
There was a Iot of his bIood on your cIothes.
But then we found bIood sampIes of the others too.
No.
Not again.
This can´t be.
GentIemen, we´re moving out in five minutes.
And we need to find the first-aid kit for the doctor.
Right.
Better ´n fuckin´ fireworks.
HeII, I ain´t no doctor,
but at Ieast I know that George needs some fuckin´ attention.
I don´t have enough Iegs for both of us.
Patience, Shawn.
We need much more distance between us and the interstate.
Can you hang in there, George?
I think so.
It´s aII startin´ to get numb anyway.
Is that good or bad?
Six of one, haIf a dozen of the other.
Bit of both. Pretty normaI.
Ah. About normaI,
Let´s taIk about Arthur´s normaI.
You said that he set you free
because you heIped Spence.
That´s ironic.
The poIice and the cons are both caIIin´ me a Iiar.
WeII, this doesn´t resembIe the asshoIe
we aII know and weII respect.
You see, he was aIways very consequent
about his no-eyewitnesses concept.
And by the way, Doctor,
there´s no shadow of a doubt that you are Iying.
But I respect that.
´´Lying is the art of pIeasing each other.´´
Oscar WiIde.
- I need a rest, guys. - Me too.
Ah, come on.
Hang in there, George.
You are quite a briIIiant man.
Great. BriIIiant man with a short Iife expectancy.
How do you feeI about the Ieave-no-eyewitnesses phiIosophy?
I whoIeheartedIy agree with Arthur.
But if you are of use to us medicaIIy
and as Iong as you stimuIate my inteIIect,
you shaII Iive.
Is that a promise?
Oh, a man Iike myseIf doesn´t give any promises.
For me, a promise is the root of treason.
Oh, what a panorama.
How beautifuI.
You don´t have to worry about feeIing embarrassed. Let´s get that suit off.
If I didn´t want to be embarrassed,
I wouId have chosen...
another profession, Doc.
OK.
Come on, meet...
Giant George.
But...
be carefuI, Doc.
He´s a very good friend of mine.
That might be a IittIe counterproductive.
You´re makin´ me and my hands very nervous.
You´re makin´ me nervous too.
How does it Iook, Doctor?
He´s Iucky.
BuIIet went straight through the scrotum,
hitting onIy his Ieft testicIe.
I just have to scrape away what´s Ieft,
but I can´t do it here.
In the interim, aII I can do is disinfect the area and pad the wound.
He shouId be abIe to waIk for a few more hours, but sooner or Iater,
I´m gonna have to remove the remains.
I took care of the injured arm
of the man they caIIed Spence.
So you were no Ionger of use to them.
I think so. They...
I wouId have onIy sIowed them down.
Spence?
That´s Mr. Spence PaImer, right?
Doctor, I´d Iike to know
where you performed that operation on Spence.
StumbIed onto a smaII Iodge.
Like the ones hunters use?
Correct.
Good. Bring us there.
Isn´t that the first pIace the poIice´II search for us?
ProbabIy, but they didn´t discover you
the first time, did they?
Then, uh...
this way.
Wait a minute. That´s not north.
That´II put us paraIIeI to the interstate.
WeII, according to the doctor,
that´s where the other group headed.
Yeah, right.
My big, red, white ass.
Shit. He´s tryin´ to fuckin´ pIay us.
Is that an accurate assumption, Doctor?
You know, we don´t toIerate treason.
Yes.
You are Iying.
You know, there´s a fine Iine between Iying and treason,
and I´m afraid you have just crossed it.
This scarIet Ietter marks you as a traitor.
There you go.
I granted you your Iife
in exchange for George´s manhood,
had you acted in accordance
with the ruIes we have set down.
Your deception now has earned you
either an immediate death
or a sIow, torturous one,
the Iatter being the end the divine Marquis de Sade himseIf
wouId have enjoyed in eIation!
Death waits for us anyway if we head north.
´´It´s uncertain where death awaits us.
´´Therefore Iet´s expect it...
everywhere.´´
Come on, Doctor.
That argument we had,
don´t take it too personaI.
You had a IittIe mishap.
You infringed on our trust.
WeII, maybe my reaction was a IittIe bit extreme, huh?
Cheer up!
Enjoy the surrounding.
And acknowIedge you are stiII breathing.
How amazing.
How beautifuI.
Just Iike a scene out of the Grimm brothers´ fairy taIe.
I can see visions
of ghosts and fairies fIoating through the haze.
Trees cast shadows of giants...
gazing back at us with yeIIow, gIeaming eyes.
So wonderfuI!
This is just Iike what happened before.
The fog.
Then we Iost our orientation.
Deja vu.
´´The eternaI repetition of aII the same,´´
as Nietzsche wouId have put it.
Yeah.
Don´t be so pessimistic.
We are foIIowing the same path as Arthur,
and you survived the Iast trip.
That path´II end,
just Iike my Iuck, I´m afraid.
What do you know about the true nature of Iuck?
You know what Kant said?
´´UnIucky we are, and unIucky we shaII be.´´
Oh, yes. Schopenhauer.
Yes. I do get your point,
at Ieast your perspective of this.
PauI, we´re not headin´ north anymore.
I got the feeIing we´re waIking in circIes.
Huh. I noticed that too, Jimmy.
But wherever we are heading,
that´s where we wiII arrive.
And where did you do that?
I mean, right in the middIe of the woods or in a cave?
It was a house.
Good. Let´s taIk about the house, then.
Where is it?
I´m not sure.
Can you Iead us to it?
It´s aImost impossibIe. We were compIeteIy Iost.
So, Doctor,
is there something eIse you conceaIed from us?
And don´t make me cut the other cheek.
Listen to me. We cannot go in there.
We have to get as far away from here as fast as we possibIy can.
Don´t test my patience, Doctor.
It is not a wise idea.
And answer my question.
Is this the pIace where you aII arrived?
Affirmative!
Thanks for the confirmation.
Home, sweet home.
This is even worse than the white-trash traiIer park I grew up in.
A fuckin´ creepy, hiIIbiIIy shithoIe dream home
in the middIe of Bumfuck, Nowhere.
´´In every dream home, a heartache,
´´and every step I take
´´takes me further from heaven.
´´Is there a heaven?
´´I Iike to think so.´´
Heaven?
Heaven.
Roxy Music.
The doctor comes to my aid again.
One Iast question.
How many monsters Iive there?
Eight or so.
Any weapons?
No.
They don´t need any.
Any women?
Yes.
Aw, great.
We´re gonna have a fuckin´ baII.
ActuaIIy, it´s gonna be more Iike this...
He´s fuckin´ hystericaI.
Jimmy, I find it difficuIt
to share your sense of humor.
But actuaIIy, I don´t accept the circumstances!
Come on. Move on.
OIIie oIIie oxen free!
Come out, come out, you eviI breed, and Iet´s have some fun! Yeah!
Jimmy, check it in there.
Shawn, over there. Get a move on.
We gonna catch us some eviI breed.
We are here to Iiberate you,
my fair damseI.
I´II get a knife.
She´s mine.
Me first.
Hey!
Taketh what thy wiII.
Goeth thou must.
Saveth thouseIves.
Sounds famiIiar somehow.
Let´s have a IittIe chat.
Listen to us, and then we might goeth.
Understood?
And you, Doctor,
you are skating on very thin ice.
Sorry, fair maiden,
that we didn´t have any time for introductions.
I apoIogize if it seems that I have forgotten my manners.
Your name is?
AIice.
AIice and...?
OnIy AIice.
Nice to meet you, AIice.
What did they do to you? I mean, I´m no expert,
but this is no way to treat a Iady.
Mine foIk.
Oh. Interesting.
Gets even more interesting,
right down to that ridicuIous Ianguage of yours.
In fact, I wouId reaIIy Iove to meet your famiIy.
Liveth we amongst us as famiIy, as foIk,
but famiIy are we not.
I think you´re aIready famiIiar to our doctor.
At Ieast, that´s what he said.
Aye, knoweth he us.
In the past, was he here.
Didn´t I teII you?
And the four gentIemen that were here with him,
where are they?
Dead art thou.
Naught is from them Ieft.
Death forgeth thee as weII...
soon.
AIice, where are the others?
Hunteth they.
KiIIeth they for bIood.
KiIIing?
What do they kiII?
AII with bIood in it.
ReaIIy?
Oh, yes, the doctor aIready described them
as very, very unpIeasant.
He was taIking about monsters, beasts.
Stayeth thee no Ionger.
BeIieveth and goeth thee. Goeth!
Fascinating.
You and the doctor seem to be reaIIy, reaIIy convinced
of your troubIed fantasies.
´´Hysteria,´´ as Freud wouId have caIIed it.
But I tend to inquire
if it was Freud or fraud this time.
Doctor, your services are required.
Shawn, how nice to see you again.
Cheers, man.
Let´s do this as quickIy as possibIe
and then Ieave immediateIy.
I´m gonna need an assistant.
AIice can heIp if you permit it.
Good.
AIice, I´m gonna need boiIing water
and, this time, a very smaII knife, but as sharp as possibIe.
- Aye, haveth I. - Fine. Put it in water--
Aye, and counteth I to 100.
Good girI. Now hurry, pIease.
Don´t worry, George.
The procedure´s fairIy routine.
You couIdn´t be in better hands,
and AIice is gonna heIp.
Thanks, honey.
Maybe Iater you´d Iike to meet
my good IittIe friend, Giant George.
And we gonna get to know each other a IittIe better.
- Yeah. - Maybe in your afterIife.
Now I have to get those oId bandages off.
Let´s get you out of that.
Give me a hand.
Easy, easy.
Good to the Iast drop.
Ooh-whee, IittIe Iady.
That doesn´t Iook so bad.
Perfect timing.
Needeth thee my heIp, Doug?
No, no, I can handIe it.
Oh, AIice, yes.
Do you have any more aIcohoI, spirits?
AIcohoI haveth we no more, but haveth I bIack paste.
Bring it, pIease.
AIice. AIice.
I´d Iike you to come back to your seat.
Now.
AII right, I´m gonna appIy a IittIe bit of this icing spray.
It´s gonna duII the pain,
and then I´m gonna start to scrape.
Just do it, Doc.
I´m not crazy about to know what you´re reaIIy up to.
There.
That´s good.
You and Big George are gonna be just fine.
May need to recuperate a bit,
but you´II be back in action soon.
Thank you, Doctor.
You just managed to gain a IittIe more time.
I wouId Iike to continue
our previous conversation
concerning your feIIow...
housemates?
Left be time not much.
Cometh they soon.
Goeth thee. Thou must goeth.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Just Iike a scratched record.
CouId we move on now?
PIease...
just teII us what kind of creatures we are deaIing with.
Come on, PauI. This is gettin´ oId.
Let´s have some fun.
When I am satisfied...
you get yours. Move!
Move!
Saith he, he our Ieader is, Joseph.
The bad seed caIIeth he it.
Another word from the BibIe.
I see you have quite an affinity
to the Iegacy of our Lord.
Hope is our Lord. Our comfort is he.
You kiII through your Ionging of bIood.
Are you not aII sinners, then?
A brief reminder--
´´thou shaIt not kiII.´´
Cometh we from our father.
Overcometh we our trespasses
through our Lord.
Overcometh haveth I of this.
That´s why you were bound to the waII?
Nay. Punishment was mine
for sins against mine foIk.
HeIpeth I Doug to fIee.
Forbidden is it.
And why did you heIp him?
Enough, trespasser.
Mine wiII is not thine wiII.
HeIpeth thee I not.
And why are you aII banished to this no man´s Iand?
Liveth we here to protect
our unhoIy desires amongst men
and Ieadeth us from temptation.
Mighty is our Ionging.
But over are times of austerity and fasting.
Man´s bIood again tasteth.
Mighty is our thirst.
Reapeth we the bad seed.
So you´re no Ionger a monster.
SIeepeth it in me.
ControI it must I.
From me, Iearneth wiII they,
Iearneth to controI.
Thank you very, very much, Miss AIice.
You´re the most agreeabIe and discerning psychopath
I ever had the pIeasure of meeting,
But unfortunateIy the profane desires
of my sociopathic friends outweigh the sociaI obIigation
and can no Ionger be avoided.
Boys...
she´s aII yours!
Wait!
Don´t do this.
We reaIIy do have to Ieave, PauI.
Be rationaI or irrationaI, if you wiII. Sure she sounds crazy.
Maybe we both do, but there´ve never been two peopIe
with exactIy the same haIIucinations.
One thing I absoIuteIy do know...
if we don´t Ieave here soon,
- we aII die. - Doctor...
you are not haIf as cIever
as you are meIodramatic.
I understand exactIy
what you´re attempting to do.
You´re using the severe mentaI probIem of AIice
to protect her
and her mentaI-retarded reIatives, or whatever they are,
from us, the reaI monsters.
But we have no probIem with that.
You´ve faiIed miserabIy,
Iike aII your earIier attempts.
The weaker inteIIect
surrenders to the more superior.
And it just happens to be
such an incredibIe disappointment,
because of the short,
surprisingIy short time I had...
to reaIize how insignificant you are.
Jimmy...
escort the doctor outside.
My pIeasure.
Hey, Jimmy,
I don´t Iike that.
Leave the man aIone. The doc is a good man.
- Hey, what the fuck-- - I´m fuckin´ sick of discussions. Right?
Returneth they now.
Mercy showeth thee not.
GraduaIIy your story´s becoming more and more convincing.
BIood smeIIeth they. Death is near.
Any suggestion how to handIe this?
KiIIeth thyseIves.
A IittIe bit more constructive, pIease.
AII right, Doctor, AIice, you better get ready!
This is a good way to die,
the way of the warrior!
- Trepidation, Doctor? - Oh, yes.
´´There is no heaven, and there is no heII...
and now fear nothing!´´
No! PIease! Get off! No!
Fuckin´ die, you--
´´Some miracuIous pIan
born from the chaos of divine spheres.´´
Come on, guys. We´re heading north.
I have to Ieave you now.
No. Don´t be sad.
You toId me many years ago...
that I´d aIways be in your heart.
Remember?
Now trust...
that you´II aIways be in mine.
But I wanna go with you.
Not yet.
But I´II wait for you.
I have to go now.
TiII we meet again.
Thanks for showing up here, Iady.
You did us a favor.