Tom Paine practically started this whole country.
You mean he's dead?
Of course.
All I want you to do is teach her how to act with live people.
Well,, education's a very difficult thing to control, Harry.
- One thing leads... - Work on hen not me.
No extra charge.
I don't need nothing you can tell me.
I'm sure we could tell each other some very interesting things, Harry.
Do you mind?
What?
Do you mind?
...The more I see of you, I don't like you as much.
I'm gonna go work.
You better watch out.
I got my eye on you.
All right.
We'll both watch out.
If I wanted, I could knock your block off if I wanted.
Yes, I know.
Just do what you're supposed to do,
and that's all..
Well, let's stop for now.
What is it?
David?
Take you on separately, Harry.
Glad to. Have a special course
for backward millionaires.
Amy, don't. Amy!
Amy, no!
Oh, God.
God.
So shut up.
I got a right to know.
You got a right to keep out of my hair; too.
Look, put your nose in a book and keep it there.
We're gonna leave our doors locked from now on.
It was Norman or Chris.
Did you hear me?
Cawsey or Scutt.
Amy, we're jumping to...
Look, the fact of the matter is,
you know, we leave our doors unlocked.
God, Jesus, David.
A complete stranger walks into our house,
strangles our cat and hangs it.
I didn't say a complete stranger.
- Well, who then? - I don't know.
- Norman or Chris. - That's my point.
Or Bic or Charlie or all of them.
They came between church and the picnic.
Look...
Amy.
Okay.
Holy shit. Why do you have a gun?
It's my father's gun. We're gonna keep it next to us.
- Are you kidding me? A gun, Amy? - Yes.
They will go further next time, David, all right?
Okay. All right, okay.
So that's it.
I think we're being a little extreme.
They killed our fucking cat, David!
What's your definition of "extreme"?
Hey, Big Brain, bring up another one-by-four.
All right, two things, guys.
You can say "please"...
Please, Mr. Big Brain!
Who the fuck is Big Brain?
Coffee?
Thank you.
Are you just gonna stare?
Amy, I can't just walk out there
and blatantly accuse them, you know.
What if they didn't do it?
Maybe you can just go out there
and mention to them that our cat was strangled last night.
It's at least possible that they did it, isn't it?
- It's at least... - Okay.
You can entertain the idea that it's possible.
All right, all right.
Amy, can I talk?
I'm gonna go out there,
and I'm gonna ask them if they've seen the cat.
Okay, I think that'll...
That'll tell us a lot.
Look, I'll figure out a way to, you know, catch them off guard.
You don't think that's enough, do you?
Any effort would be greatly appreciated.
Guys! Hey, I'm gonna come up.
- All right. - What's up?
Listen, can I ask a favor?
I'm gonna put the bear trap up, and I have no idea
- how to do that. - Of course.
In the study over here.
Thank you, guys.
It's right over here.
I guess her father was a collector or something.
Collector of what?
Anything that killed shit, I guess.
Yeah, he sure was.
So, do you want it open or closed, Mr. Sumner?
I don't know. You know, open, I guess.
- Open? All right. - Sure.
Come on, let's...
Right down there.
Seen one of these before, Mr. Sumner?
Never in my life.
Pretty cool, huh?
Just good and tight.
Yeah.
- You got that? - Yeah.
Watch that spring on that hand, man.
- That's pretty dangerous. - You all right?
- Don't worry about it. - We got our best man on it.
- Don't worry. - Got it there?
All right, now you can take your hand out.
There you go.
All right.
Where would you like it, sir?
Can you hang it?
Can we put it right over the fireplace?
- That'd be great. - Hey, you boys
want some beer?
That'd be great.
Watch your step there, Amy.
Can never say no. Thank you, ma'am.
Honey?
Thank you.
That's just right. Thanks.
Nice and cold, huh?
Here, Flutie, Flutie, Flutie!
Here, boy! Flutie?
Anyone seen my cat?
Watch your feet, watch your feet.
No?
- Now, Mr. Sumner... - Yeah,
really, you can call me David.
You guys, please call me David.
All right, great.
Tomorrow's gonna be a hell of a day for hunting.
Why don't you come with us?
Hunting?
I don't know.
I've never really been... Never been hunting too much.
You have shot, haven't you?
Yeah, once or twice, but that was a long time ago.
Don't make sense to live out here, not take a shot or two.
That's right.
Great hunting right outside your door.
Yeah. No, I understand that.
I see it's a great tradition.
Well, there's tradition and then there's a lifestyle.
That whole "when in Rome" thing.
When?
Tomorrow.
- Tomorrow? - Hunting season only
comes around once a year.
What about the roof?
And your work.
It can wait.
- Attaboy. - Yeah.
Now we're talking.
So, we'll swing by
and pick you up tomorrow morning then.
Round 7:30. Would that work?
7:30. Sounds great.
All right, boys.
- Let's get back to it. - Go get my masonry bits...
Hey, we'll just use a nail gun.
No nail gun going in a stone wall.
You ain't seen me nail yet.
Where's Charlie? Is he not coming?
He's gonna meet us out there.
He's coming from home.
How'd you meet Ames?
Your wife. How'd you meet your wife?
That show we worked on.
Perfect Crime.
Love at first sight?
No.
At first sight, she gave me hell for not giving her more lines.
Looks like she forgave you.
Got to send a unit to the McManns'.
All right, Tammy, I got it.
Sounds like old Ben's been hitting on that dog and Lily again.
All right, Mr. Sumner.
Yeah?
Go ahead and stick that on.
A whole bunch of assholes out there
shooting at anything that moves.
A round, please.
One?
Yeah, we'll start with one.
Then just lock it in.
Got it.
Hey, Mn Sumner,
- can I ask you a question? - Sure.
Why you making a movie about a bunch of Russians?
I don't really see it like that.
I see it as more of a universal tale of survival.
Fighting back, the human spirit.
You know, that battle changed the course of human history.
90% of Stalingrad was occupied by the Nazis,
and the Russians still beat them.
They beat them with innovation and they beat them
with fortitude that they... They didn't know they had.
You don't think God had anything to do with helping the Ruskies?
God?
Yeah.
Why's that funny?
That God would help a nation of atheists?
He works in mysterious ways.
Most dangerous line ever uttered.
All right, boys, I'm gonna go up
to Bergman's Crossing and scout out there.
Hey, Charlie, before you go.
Guys, just so you know, somebody broke into our house
and killed our cat.
What makes you think Flutie was killed?
Didn't just die?
Well, generally, cats don't hang themselves.
Somebody hanged Flutie?
- Probably just some fuckin' kids. - Yeah.
I'm gonna tell you something, Mr. Sumner.
This world can be pretty fucked up.
Wow.
All right, come on, boys.
Guys?
Guys!
Shit! Shit! Hey.
You okay, man?
- Yeah. - Did you see the buck?
Dude, you fucking shot at me, man.
- What? - You...
No, man, no.
I was shooting at the buck.
Don't talk like that.
Hey, you see the buck?
Yeah, I... Yeah, it was... Yeah, it was right here.
- I don't know where he went. - Fuck.
All right, well, let's go get him.
Bic, you go south,
I'm going to go north, and Mr. Sumner,
- you want to go east? - East.
- East. All right. - Okay.
Come on.
Hello, Amy Cakes.
What?
Somebody killed Flutie.
Yeah, I heard about that.
Why would you do that?
I wouldn't, and I didn't.
I want to come in.
You can't.
Amy, I'm coming in.
You just take a shower?
Well, you smell nice.
And I do recognize the scent.
David's gonna be home soon, Charlie.
No, he's busy becoming a man out in the woods.
My husband doesn't need a lesson on becoming a man.
I'm sorry.
Of course he doesn't.
Wow.
This old couch.
Remember?
No.
Just like you don't remember killing my cat.
I didn't kill your Cat.
No?
Amy, I didn't kill your fucking cat.
I think you should go.
No, you don't.
What do you want, Charlie?
What?
Stop it.
What do you want, Charlie?
What the fuck do you want?
Take it easy, Amy. Take it easy.
Amy, Amy, Amy.
- What do you want? - Don't cry. Don't cry.
Don't cry, Amy. Don't cry.
Stop it!
No, no, no.
- Amy. - No, Charlie, no.
No, no, no.
Charlie, no!
No, Charlie! Stop it!
Stop it!
Please.
Charlie, stop. Stop it.
Charlie.
Charlie, no, no, no, no, no.
No, Charlie!
Don't... Don't fucking move, Amy.
Don't move.
- No, no, no, no, Charlie! No! - Amy, Amy, Amy.
Amy, take it easy.
I'm not going to hurt you.
Take it easy.
Did you miss me, baby?
Tell me. Tell me you missed me.
How many times when he was inside you
did you imagine it was me in there?
Did... Did you?
Amy, Amy.
Amy, look at... Look at me.
Amy.
What are you... Look at me.
What's wrong, baby?
Look at me.
Fuck.
What...
Get off me.
Charlie, get off of me.
Charlie, get off of me!
Get off of me!
Get off me!
No! No! No!
Stop it!
Stop it! Stop it!
No! Charlie!
No! No! Stop!
Please stop! Please!
No! Please!
Stop it. Please.
Charlie! Help me!
No! Stop it!
You're all right.
Sorry about Flutie.
Sheriff.
Kind of hard getting a ride when you're carrying that thing around.
Already got three calls about a man on the highway
with a rifle.
You mind switching that safety on?
Hey!
I'll let you do that.
Yes, I think I should.
Mr. Sumner, do you have a registration for this weapon?
'Cause it wouldn't go over too well if you were in the woods
with an unregistered weapon and poaching.
Poaching?
Well, that's what it's called
when you're hunting out of season, Mr. Sumner.
It's not hunting season?
Mr. Sumner, you wouldn't think about doing that, now, would you?
Violation of penal code 49-7-95.
Pretty serious offense around here.
No, sir, I wouldn't think of it.
I didn't think so.
Thank God.
We already locked up Ben Weathersby.
Got him in the cage.
Definitely don't have enough room for both of y'all.
You want to hop in?
I'll take you home.
What are you doing in bed?
Your friends... Your...
Your fucking redneck hillbilly friends abandoned me out there.
I'm firing them.
Good for you.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
You're a coward.
- No, I'm not. - Yeah.
So am I.
Plain and simple.
No, I'm not.
Yeah. Yeah.
- If you had done something... - Amy.
If you had said something or done something...
Amy, I was trying to get them to talk until you...
- Anything. God. - Would you be quiet!
I was trying to get them to talk until you pulled
that infantile stunt with the milk.
You pushed me, Amy,
and you don't do any good by pushing.
Okay.
Easy.
I want to go away from this fucking place.
I want to get out of here.
I want to go home.
No. No.
Let's have a family.
Let's have a child.
- No. No. No. - Yes.
We're not going anywhere.
I am.
Nobody's going anywhere.
Amy,
we're not going to be chased out of our goddamn home, okay?
We're not going to be bullied.
I'm firing them tomorrow.
And that'll be that.
Nobody's going anywhere.
I'm gonna take a shower, and then I have to write.
- Hey, Charlie. Hi. - Hey, morning.
Hey, can I borrow you for a minute?
- Right now? - Yes, right now, please.
- Sure. - This isn't working out, okay?
I don't think the roof's coming together fast enough.
- Really? - No.
How fast do you think it should be coming together?
Well, look, you know, you guys have been working on it
for two weeks now, longer than that.
How long does it usually take you to roof, Mr. Sumner?
That's not the point, okay?
You guys, you come here,
you know, you... Well, you work a couple of hours
and then... And you laze about.
We laze about?
That's a bad choice of words.
I'm not... I'm just not happy.
Okay? Why don't we just wash our hands of this,
be good neighbors, okay?
You tell me what I owe you, and...
We already ordered supplies. We can't renege on that.
That's fine. I can cover that cost.
Okay.
That'll be 5,000 and a few.
- Five... - Let's make it five flat.
Okay, fine.
And that'll be cash only, neighbor.
I'm just fucking with you.
Look at you.
But if you can make it out to cash, that'd be appreciated.
Hey, Mr. Sumner.
Says 1944.
Should be '43, right?
There you go.
So now that we ain't working for you no more,
maybe we'll see you around town again, Amy Cakes.
Maybe.
Charlie.
Yep?
You hold on to that
in case you get the itch to go hunting again.
I don't think so.
Heading home.
Why?
We're fired.
$5,000.
Oh, hell, yes.
Five grand? Charlie, you got a silver tongue.
Hey.
We need to go.
- Where? - You want to stay
in this town, you want to stay here,
this is what we do on Friday nights.
We go to the game.
And we are not taking the Jag.
...To the first game of the season
here at Mo Cavanaugh Stadium.
How about a running game tonight, Coach?
That'd be a good idea.
Announcing the starting line-ups
for your Blackwater Bengals.
I ran this team, and we ran every time to the goddamn playoffs.
Senior; Bo Bloch.
At halftime, we'll talk about it.
Looks like a fucking Texas high school team, for Christ's sake.
Oh, Bic!
The junior fullback, Max James!
Hi, Jeremy.
How are you?
At halfback, the senior; Hunter Fletcher!
Can I ask you something?
You're so strong.
How come you never played football for my daddy?
I bet, if you played, you would've been a real big star.
You want to take a walk with me?
Why not?
My daddy's not going to find us.
Come on. Take my hand.
Let's go on a walk.
It'll be fine.
Come on.
Number 64, the freshman,
at left tackle, Jonah Spink!
- Come on. - Hey.
Hey, oh.
- Guys! - Man, hey.
- Hey, oh. - Take your fucking hat off, man.
- Get off me! - Some fucking respect for your country.
Fuck, man! Fuck you!
Kick ass!
Fucking football!
Play some ball tonight!
We'll kick some motherfucking ass tonight!
How you doing?
Let's do it!
Go, go, 90, 90'
Bust 'em up! All night!
Yeah!
Bengals! Bengals! Bengals!
Bengals! Bengals! Bengals! Bengals!
Bengals! Bengals!
It's okay.
You don't have to be scared.
It's a nice spot, right?
This is where we come when we want to be alone.
Do you like being alone with me?
No, ma'am.
You know, you're very handsome, Jeremy.
You have kind eyes.
I'm not going to hurt you, okay?
When I kiss you, do you want to be alone with me?
You kiss real nice.
Has anyone ever told you that?
Go, go, 90, 90'
Go! Go!
Go, go, go!
Number 12,
Hunter Fletcher, out of bounds...
Hey.
Charlie, y'all seen Janice at all?
I ain't seen her, Coach.
Where the fuck is she?
- Missy. - Hi, Coach.
Y'all seen Janice anywhere at all?
No, I haven't seen her.
Maybe she went to the ladies' room or something.
Hey, y'all seen Janice anywhere?
No? Not at all?
- Okay, fine. What? - Hey, Coach.
I saw her talking to Jeremy Niles.
When? Where'd they go?
- I don't know. - Not fucking Jeremy Niles!
You saw her talking to Jeremy Niles,
you don't say a word?
You know better than that.
- Hey! Hey! - Break it up.
- Yeah! - No!
- Break it up. - Hit him!
...Charged against number 20, Reggie Wilson.
There are flags all over the Held.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Do you want to go? We can go.
I want to stay.
Okay.
I want to try something, okay?
Okay?
Don't worry.
It'll be nice.
Janice!
No, it's okay.
Where are you at, girl?
Janice?
Jeremy...
Janice!
- Put his ass in the ground! - Janice?
"They heard the voice of the fourth beast say, 'Come and see."'
Stop it!
Kill that motherfucker!
Yeah!
Hey, Janice?
Come on, now. I'm not mad.
I am going to kill this fucker.
I'm going to kill him myself.
Come on.
Let's get out of here. You want to go?
Let's go. Let's go.
- Sorry. - Come on.
- They ain't got shit, man. - Nothing like what we were.
You remember that?
Use the left sweep all night.
Y'all have a good night, now!
Charlie. Charlie!
Come here. Charlie.
Come here! Come down here.
That fucking Niles!
- What's that, Coach? - Niles has got her!
That fucking Niles has got my Janice!
Is there anything I can do?
Listen, Amy...
David, look out!
Shit.
Are you okay?
Yeah. What is that?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, God.
Niles?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
No. No, no.
Don't. Don't touch it.
- It hurts. - David.
- I know. I know. - I didn't do it.
I know you didn't do it. I did it.
It was me, and I'm sorry.
- It wasn't you. - Niles, stop.
- David. - Stop it.
- Amy? - Is he... Is he hurt? David?
You're going to be all right.
Amy, I need you to get in the back.
Oh, my God, David. David, he's hurt.
- Come on. - Oh, my God, David.
- Is that bone? David. - I didn't do it.
- Baby. Baby. Baby. - We need to take him to a hospital.
- Get in back. - Shit.
The nearest hospital is 40 miles away.
We're going to take him to the house and call an ambulance.
- Oh, shit. - Wasn't me. I didn't do it.
Okay, I got reception.
- I didn't do it. - You didn't do...
You didn't do what, Jeremy?
- I didn't do it. - No, he's just babbling.
He's babbling. He's in shock.
- 911. - Hello. 911?
Can't find him anywhere.
I looked in the locker room.
I looked all over this goddamn parking lot.
I don't know where the fuck they are.
Hey, y'all! Chris! Bic!
God damn it! Have you seen him or not?
The ambulance has been called up
to the old Wilcox farm.
Jeremy Niles had an accident of some kind.
- He's up there. - Thank you, Page.
We'll check into it as soon as the game is overt
- I am fixin' to kick your ass. - Wait. Just Chris.
- Coach. - Sit down, you fucker.
- What? - Niles is up at the Wilcox place.
Janice with him?
They didn't say.
I guess we best get up there and find out.
Let's go!
You up for it?
Let's do it, Coach. Sit down.
Yes, sir. Sitting down.
Dumbshit.
Come on. Come on.
God damn it.
Sit down, you fucking dumbshit!
Okay. Just have seat, Jeremy.
There's no fucking reception!
It's Jeremy time!
Y'all stay here.
Fuck that. No, I am...
- Coach. - I am going to come with you.
Coach, let's just keep our heads here.
Let me handle it.
I'll get Niles out.
- Promise. - You best.
- Stay the fuck. - Bic, Chris.
Check the barn for that goddamn Niles.
- Go on. Get. - Come on.
- Does it hurt? - You're all right.
Amy.
- You need to send him out. - Get him upstairs.
Send him out, we'll all be friends.
I didn't do it.
- Is that Niles? - I didn't do it.
It's okay.
Send him out, Amy.
It's all right.
Why do you want him, Charlie?
We need to talk with him
about what he did to Janice Heddon.
Jeremy, come on. Keep walking.
Well, we can't...
We can't do that, Charlie.
Look, Janice was with him, and now she's missing.
We need to find her.
- And we're going to. - Well, listen, Charlie,
we're not going to let you take justice into your own hands.
I don't care what you think he did.
- What the fuck are you doing? - We're not going
to take justice in our own hands.
- We just need to talk to him. - You're just going
- to hurt him, Charlie. - Oh, no, you are...
You're wrong about that, Mr. Hollywood.
We're going to do much more than that.
Now, you send that fucking Niles out here,
or you are going to see a rain of all hell
on you and your own house.
- You hear? - We want that pervert!
Coach, look, I understand you're upset.
- Oh, for fuck... - I know you're worried about your daughter.
I get that, but I can't send him out to you.
Look, maybe you guys should be out there looking for Janice
right now instead, you know?
- I'm sure she's fine. - Fuck it.
I'm going to cut his fuckin' balls off!
Want to be all nice and polite, Charlie,
or are you going to help me find my Janice?
Bullshit. He can't get away with this.
That shit ain't right, Charlie.
Mr. Sumner protecting him like that.
Not when my little girl is missing.
All right, Coach.
Yeah.
See, we get Jeremy, and we'll find out
what happened to Janice. I can goddamn promise you that.
- Get that shotgun. - Get that motherfucker.
Tell me what happened.
Can you talk to me?
It's just me.
Talk to me.
For Janice.
Damn straight.
- That's right, Coach. - I'll go around the house.
I'll see if there's some other way in.
Did something happen to Janice?
- Talk to me. Please. - Amy?
I know you can hear me!
You don't want the world of hurt coming your way, honey.
He done something to my little girl!
To my Janice!
Amy, he's just trying to find his daughter.
That's right! You protect that child molester?
Shit. David.
- Amy. - They have guns.
- Amy... - David.
Hey, Jeremy.
Nothing's going to happen to you, buddy, okay?
We're going to protect you.
- Why? - Why?
- Yeah. - Because he's my responsibility.
That's why.
It'll be okay, Jeremy.
Come on to the window here.
- Amy. - Jeremy.
What has happened to Janice Heddon?
Tell me so I can help you!
Fuckin' cool it.
Christ, man, come on.
Oh, man, you hear that?
- Amy! - Is that the ambulance?
There we go. Look at this.
Aw, fuck 'em.
It's the sheriff.
Hey, boys!
Hey. What's going on?
Well, what's going on...
Looks like the local war hero's arrived
to save Jeremy Niles' ass.
Is that right, John?
- Put the goddamn guns away. - Shit.
The fuck?
- I'm not asking. - Take it easy, John.
- Easy. - This ain't Iraq.
Putting it down.
Come on, Coach. Let's put it down.
Fuck it.
I'll cool out.
Thank you. What the hell has gotten into y'all?
Out here drunk and shit with live weapons?
Somebody's going to fuck around and get killed here.
Goddamn right, somebody's going to get killed.
One fuckin' hair on the head of my little girl
is touched by that fuckin' retard!
- No, somebody will fuckin' get killed. - That's right, Coach!
- Somebody will fuckin' die. - Mr. Sumner in there...
- Stupid son of a bitch! - He's protecting his ass!
- He's fuckin' Johnny fuckin'... - Fucking bullshit!
This is crazy, David.
I've been trying my best not to lock you up.
Please don't make me do it.
You want to fuckin' lock me up?
Why don't you get your fuckin' ass over here and try it?
Get your fuckin' black ass over here and try it.
Come on.
Put the guns away and calm him down.
Baby, stay here. I'll handle this.
We're standing around here holding our dicks, wasting time.
This is bullshit, man.
God only knows what he did to your girl, Coach.
Sumner.
Mr. Sumner, you got to send Niles out.
It's all going to go by the law.
You have my word.
I'm sorry, Sheriff, but I'm not...
I'm not going to give him to you.
You're with them.
That's not true, Mr. Sumner.
Just doing my job here.
He gonna treat that scumbag like a victim, read him
- his fuckin' rights. - You know he's just going to let him go.
Come on, guys. Let's go around back.
Yeah, hey, maybe we can get in through the basement.
All right, then. Come on, let's go.
You get state police up here, and I'll turn him over then.
These boys aren't going to hurt him, if that's what
you're worried about. They're good people.
They're just concerned about Janice.
You have my word. He'll be in my custody.
Behind you!
Coach!
Jesus, Coach, what the fuck?
- All right, Amy. - What the hell happened?
Okay, Jeremy, just stay there! Stay there!
- Hey, John. John, look at me. - He's dead.
- David, are you okay? - He's fuckin' dead.
Coach! Didn't have to fuckin' shoot him like that, man.
- Amy! Stay away from the windows! - What's happening?
He was going to let Jeremy Niles...
David, did they shoot him?
Did they shoot him?
- Yes, they shot him. Yes. - David, fuck!
What was I supposed to do?
It's a steel door.
They're not going to get in here.
I need you to help me.
- Fuck. - I need you to help me.
- Come on. Come on. - Fuck.
He was going to let him...
Get it the fuck together, Chris!
Oh, God.
David. They don't work, David.
Those fucking guns don't work!
- Okay. - He's done something to Janice Heddon.
- We don't know that. - He's done something to Janice Heddon!
- We got to finish this up! - We're all accessories now.
- That's the way the law works. - They saw us.
I need you to help me move this.
- We got a job to finish. - Man up.
Fuck.
They're not going to come out, guys.
So we have to get in.
- Get in that fucking place. - All right, Coach.
- We want that pervert! - This is for your daughter.
Gonna get you, boy!
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
Listen, I'm going to hold them off.
Somebody's going to come.
That's what I'm talking about!
Come on. Come on.
David, there are five men with guns outside.
I know that.
How are we going to keep them out?
I can keep them out.
Every window bashed in!
- Maybe we should give them Jeremy, David. - No. No... Amy.
- Maybe if we just give them Jeremy... - Amy.
- Amy, come here. Come here. - No!
Listen to me.
Niles isn't the point any more.
They've gone too far to turn back.
They've murdered a man, and we're witnesses, okay?
They want to kill us. They have to kill us.
If they get in this house, we're dead.
Do you understand?
Fucking pervert!
- Fuck! - Amy, this isn't your problem.
David. Please, David.
Amy.
Watch it.
Shit!
Okay.
- Come on. I need your help. - What?
- Put your knee on the spring. - Where?
- Come on. Come on. - Okay.
Watch it. See the hole? Set the pin.
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
Come on, you're almost...
David, I can't do this.
I can't. I can't.
Want you to go upstairs, get your daddy's gun
and shoot anyone that's not me.
Go.
Go!
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy.
Get out of there!
Send him out, Mr. Sumner!
Charlie!
What is it?
Can't get in, man.
Goddamn steel door.
All right, let me try something.
Damn! Nice shot, Charlie!
Yeah!
Suck on it, Sumner!
Hey, man,
- what we gonna do? - Step away.
Okay, okay, okay.
Amy!
I'm trying to fucking help you here!
You understand that?
Your husband's gonna get everyone hurt!
No! No, don't!
No!
No, no! Oh, God!
- I can't... Fuck, it's cutting me! - Hey, hey, hey!
The glass is cutting my neck!
I hope you slit your fucking throat.
No, no, no, no, don't.
Amy, it's gone too far!
- Let's smoke him out. - Come on, Amy!
Lighter.
Gonna burn you the fuck up, man.
How'd you like that, Harvard?
Now, you send that
goddamn Jeremy Niles out here,
or I'm gonna kill you all!
Okay, Coach.
Where's my daughter at, Mr. Sumner?
Where are you, you little son of a bitch?
Where are you?
Fuck!
You like that?
I'm not fuckin' around any more, Mr. Harvard.
I don't even understand why you are protecting that monster.
Oh, my...
Oh, God!
God damn it!
God damn it! Motherfucker!
Man, oh, my God.
Son of a bitch.
- Look at that. - That little weasel.
That conniving motherfucker!
I'm gonna kill that fucker!
- Shit. - That son of a...
Son of a bitch got some man in him after all.
All right, let's end this.
- Yeah. - That's it.
- Let's get him, Charlie. - Run the truck in.
Gonna ram the house.
Let's go.
Goddamn fucking Harvard!
David!
I'll kill him myself.
They're gonna ram the house!
Did you hear me?
I heard you.
Get in there, Charlie.
Yeah. Ram that fucker!
Come on, right through it!
Amy?
Get in there, Charlie. Come on, gun it!
Come on, go!
Get away from the window!
Amy!
If they come through that door, we're gonna need those bullets.
Okay, don't waste the bullets.
Come on! Go, go!
Everything's gonna be all right.
She loves me.
Oh, God.
She loves me.
My head.
Charlie, wake up.
Charlie, wake up!
Stay in the truck.
You shouldn't have done that.
Your gun's empty.
You sure?
David!
Shut up!
Jeremy!
Get off her!
Fucking asshole!
Get off her!
All right, enough, enough! Enough!
Don't fucking move.
How 'bout it, Amy?
Want some more?
Don't.
That's not why we're here, Norman.
Gonna put a fucking gun on me, Charlie?
Hey.
Take it easy.
Put it...
Put it down, Norman.
Hey.
We shouldn't have guns on each other.
All right, huh?
I'll put this down.
All right.
You make the call then, quarterback.
All right, stand up.
Don't you give up on me.
Stand up.
Come on.
You couldn't just let him go, could you?
You want your glasses?
Go ahead and put them on.
I want you to see what's coming to you.
Put it down, Charlie.
Can I ask you a question, baby?
Is that the shotgun from upstairs?
It's empty.
Honey, don't be scared.
I'm gonna protect you.
I got 'em all.