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Hush, hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep
My little baby
When, when you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Dapples and grays
Pintos and bays
All the pretty little horses
Way down yonder
In the meadow
Poor little baby
crying "Mama"
Buzzards and flies
Pecking out his eyes
Poor little baby
crying "Mama"
Dapples and grays
Pintos and bays
All the pretty little horses
Dapples and grays
Pintos and bays
All the pretty little horses
Hush, hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep
My little baby
Welcome back to the nuthouse,
you motherfuckers.
Tonight we have a very special guest.
This sick bastard went
on a spree 10 years ago...
and killed eight people... including
his own son... with a claw hammer.
I give you Tom Hanson.
Show them your face.
Show them your face!
Come on! Show them your face!
Show 'em your face!
Give it to me! Give me the Taser!
Give me the Taser!
Anyways, let's get back
to what you paid for.
First up is a request from Lumberjack28...
who wants to see me shove Pokey up his ass.
Oh, Jesus, Paula, stop already.
What the fuck are you doing
using my real name?
- I cut.
- Are you gonna pussy out, too, like Steve?
- No, it...
- I told you you'd get paid.
Now get to work, bitch.
- Oh, shit.
- Oh, shit, he's gone!
Oh, shit! Shit!
Shut up! I've got this.
Keep the camera rolling.
Come out, piggy, piggy.
Come to Mama.
Tom, it's time to come out!
You do not want to keep Mama waiting.
Oh, Paula, look out!
Oh, no! No, don't!
Please don't! Oh, God! Help! Help!
No! No!
Please. Don't.
No, no, no. Please don't.
Please. Don't. No, no, no.
Don't. Please. Don't do it!
Don't! No!
Oh, God!
No.
This isn't art class, Emily.
This is science.
Good Lord.
And this isn't art.
- Emily, I just don't know what to say.
- I'm sorry.
We'll discuss this later.
Freak.
- Theresa!
- What?
I hope to see some of you
in church this Sunday.
Emily, could you stay behind, please?
I'd like a word with you.
So, here we are again.
You're not getting this back.
Please, Miss Miller, they're just drawings.
They are a cry for help.
No, I promise, I won't
draw like this anymore.
When you demonstrate that for the rest of
the term, we'll see what we can do.
- But...
- The road to salvation can be difficult, my dear...
full of trials and tribulations.
- Your father was an evil man deep inside...
- I'm not like him.
Well, of course you're not.
Of course you're not.
But you need to open yourself up...
and accept Jesus Christ,
our Lord and Savior, into your heart.
I want you to draw him.
That's where you'll find salvation.
- But the story, it helps me...
- Enough, Emily.
You do know what happens
to sinners, don't you?
They burn in hell.
That's what's going
to happen to your parents.
Is that what you want for yourself?
Well, is it?
Emily! Come back here.
You walk out that door, you're suspended!
Sorry.
- Are you all right?
- Jason.
Jason, I have the perfect idea for tonight.
I just can't take it anymore.
Maybe we could go over to my house later...
Hey. So did she give you back your book?
Kind of. I think I'm suspended though.
Seriously? Damn. What are you gonna do?
I don't want to talk about it.
Okay, it's cool.
About Frank's party tonight,
I really want to go.
No. I told you I have to look after Jeremy.
Stop asking.
Emily, it's really weird how you started
talking about your brother lately.
What's weird about it? He's my brother.
You said you'd come hang out with us.
Remember?
Come on, Emily. Everyone's gonna be there.
Seriously? Tonight?
Yeah. I mean, wouldn't
you rather get out...
instead of stay there
where it all went down?
- Oh, my God. I am so sorry.
- Oops.
- Let me help you clean it off.
- I don't need help.
No, it's gonna stain. Come on.
So, are you going to Frank's tonight?
- I'm thinking about it.
- Oh, you totally should. It's gonna be so much fun.
I promise you'll have a good time.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
So.
- You have the hots for my boyfriend?
- No.
Don't lie. It makes you look crazy.
I'm not lying.
Yes, you are.
You're a crazy little white trash bitch.
Do you really think that
he would have anything to do with you?
- No.
- That's right.
'Cause you're a worthless
little maniac girl.
Oh, don't worry.
- I know what you should do.
- Wait!
Stop! No!
- Say "I'm a crazy bitch"!
- No!
Stop it, please!
- Say it!
- Please stop! I didn't do...
Say "I am a crazy bitch."
- I didn't do anything!
- Yeah, that's right.
And you're never gonna get a boyfriend...
because you're a crazy little bitch!
- Nobody likes you.
- I'm not crazy!
- Say it!
- No... No!
Say "I am a crazy bitch."
- I won't say it!
- "Crazy bitch."
- I'm not crazy!
- Say it.
I won't!
Say it!
Say it for the camera. "Crazy bitch"!
I'm a crazy bitch.
I'm a crazy bitch.
I'm a crazy bitch.
Nice one.
This is Alice. Leave a message.
Hi, Emily.
Hello, Sheriff. How do you do?
How are you holding up?
Hmm. Your mom late again?
I guess.
Get in. I'll give you a ride.
It's no trouble. Come on now.
14 at Willow and Jupiter.
No sign of Saint Bernard.
Dispatch. Dispatch. This is Jacobs.
Got low tire pressure.
Do you have any advice
about which gas station to head down to?
- So, how's school going?
- Okay.
Well, here we are.
Say hi to your mom.
I will. Thanks for the ride.
Tell her, if she ever
wants to talk, I'm here.
Okay. Thank you, Sheriff.
Well, uh, take care tonight.
Yes, sir.
10-45 at Exit 36 on Highway 5.
Mom?
Mom?
Oh, my God. What time is it?
Oh. I set the alarm. I'm sure I did.
I'm sorry.
I was supposed to pick you up.
That's okay.
The sheriff gave me a ride again.
Well, that was nice of him.
- I think he likes you.
- Aw...
- Oh, no.
- What?
Hold on.
Hey. Can you put him on?
Darryl, come on. Please.
I can't, not tonight.
You don't understand. I need to be...
I told you weeks ago.
Well, can't Lisa cover?
No...
You wouldn't.
Okay. I'll come...
Yeah, fine. Okay.
Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry about it.
You sure?
Aw. I love you.
- I gotta get ready.
- Okay.
Hey.
It's just the two of us
again tonight.
Are you sure you're gonna be okay?
We'll be fine, Mom.
I'm sorry.
So. What do you want to do tonight?
Jeremy.
All right.
I guess this is what you'd call
dominating the dominatrix.
Yeah. I see.
Lifted her up and just put her
on there, right?
Yeah, totally. Wow. Apparently.
Boss?
- He know anything?
- I don't think so.
Said he just found them there.
You move anything, Alec?
No, Sheriff, never.
Vera and I, we watch TV.
How about you? Touch anything?
No way. I follow procedure.
I evacuated the premises,
secured the perimeter.
All right then. Let's check it out.
I guess she bit off more
than she could chew.
- Where's the other one?
- He's down over there.
Oh. Totally cool.
Seriously, I never thought I'd get to see
anything like this.
Did you ever see that movie with the, uh,
vet and the pitchfork?
Just... Stop talking now.
Try the strap.
Whoa. He's not dead yet.
Hold on, fella. We're gonna help you.
He's lost a lot of blood.
You pull that out now,
he's a goner for sure.
Get on the radio and get Harry over here.
He-He...
He's out there.
He-He's out there.
It's okay. Calm down. It's gonna be okay.
No.
No. It isn't.
Oh. Damn.
Thank you.
Shh. Do you hear that?
How'd that get out there?
Get the bucket.
Sorry.
I don't think we'll be able
to patch it up this time.
You really like the story, huh?
It's not scary for you?
Because it gets worse.
I'm warning you.
You ain't seen nothing yet.
All right, but don't say I didn't warn you.
This sick bastard went
on a spree 10 years ago...
and killed eight people... including
his own son... with a claw hammer.
I give you Tom Hanson.
Why'd you stop?
- I know who this is.
- Who?
And, if it's him,
I know where he's headed.
Yeah?
He's gonna finish the job.
The FBI will be here in the morning.
It'll all be over by then.
This ends tonight.
- Hello?
- Hey!
- How's it going?
- Fine.
I'm at Frank's party.
God, it's so awesome.
- I'm so happy for you.
- I wish you'd just get over it and come.
Get over it? Seriously?
Yeah, seriously. Be normal for once.
Oh, normal. What, like Theresa?
Is that what I'm supposed to be like?
No, it's just you've been being weird.
I'm weird?
You're the one that
wants to get all stoned...
and be all gross with Frank...
- and God knows what, you slut!
- What?
Fuck you!
Damn.
This guy's out there. He's gonna kill us.
He worked for me. This guy worked for me.
He bred horses,
took people on trail rides.
You need to find him.
You damn well know what he did.
He killed all those people in my barn.
I was there.
What do you mean you have no idea?
Are you kidding me?
These cookies are
gonna be a big hit at the bake sale.
No, you listen... No, listen to me.
You know who this guy is.
Don't pull that crap on me.
Are you telling me
I'm alone all of a sudden?
Hello?
- Who was that?
- None of your concern.
I don't know what you've got going on.
Maybe I don't need to.
But God sees everything.
May I remind you of that?
- There's no need to worry.
- Oh, I'm not worried.
The Lord looks after us.
And he loves my cookies.
Just don't test him. That's all.
- And be careful with that. I've noticed in the last...
- I'm fine, Vera.
- Do we need to pray harder?
- I said I'm fine!
Wesley!
- Oh, my goodness!
- Silence, woman.
Call 911.
It's dead.
Maybe we should just wait.
All right, boy.
We'll show him what's what.
We're gonna show him, huh?
You go get him, boy. You go get him, huh?
Go on. On three.
Three, two, one.
Stay inside. Lock the door.
Wesley! Wesley!
Our Father who art in heaven...
Our Father...
Wesley!
Wesley!
Here, boy.
Damn.
Oh, God. Oh...
Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth
as it is in heaven.
- Wesley. Boy!
- Give us this day our daily bread...
and forgive our trespasses, as we
forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
the power and the glory, for ever and ever.
Amen.
Shit.
Alec!
Alec!
Vera!
Alec!
Get away from him!
Oh, my God.
Oh, God.
No!
Please.
Please, God. Please, God.
Please don't.
No. Please.
Please, no! Jesus! Please! Help!
- How you guys doin'? Good?
- Havin' fun.
What's up, dude?
Good to see ya. Yeah.
- What's up? How ya doin'?
- Hey! Come on in!
Good to see ya!
Good to see everybody!
My girl!
Yeah, yeah. Whoo!
Come on, baby, play with me
Whoo!
Are you guys ready to party?
Whoo-hoo! Whoo!
Hey, bud.
Here. This will get you going.
No, man. No "E" for me.
Come on, the girls are on it,
as they should be.
What?
You know Emily and I
were tight when we were kids?
I've known her since preschool.
- Who, the freak?
- Yeah.
I knew her before the whole...
You know.
What, was she your girlfriend
when you were five?
Something like that.
The funny thing is she's probably the only
chick you haven't hooked up with.
You're an asshole.
Hey, I get it. I see the appeal.
Gotta love it when
the straight chicks go slanted.
A toast.
To the crazy ones.
Speaking of which, check out little Carrie.
I gave her a couple of blues
half hour ago.
- Whoa.
- Carrie.
I knew she had potential.
Come on.
- Oop. Hey.
- Oops.
I love the way you're dancing.
berhot.
Thanks.
"ber" means "super" in German.
Ever been to Germany? Berlin?
No.
The place is sick.
Shit is tight.
Uh-oh.
Wait here.
Jeremy?
Jeremy?
Jeremy?
Roar!
Ohh!
You are in trouble, mister!
You are. You are.
Jacobs, come in.
Jacobs, do you read? Come in.
Jacobs, do you read? Come in.
10-4. Read you loud and clear, boss.
Everything all right with you?
Yes, sir. Why?
Nothing?
Complete nothing.
Noddy-noddy nothin'.
Does he know you're there?
No, sir. I'm undercover.
Go and check on them.
Copy that.
And, Jacobs, watch your back.
Yes, sir.
All right, all right.
You're a super cop.
Mr. Miller?
Mr. Miller, it's the police.
Hello?
Hello?
Anyone there?
Police.
Mr. Miller?
It's the police.
- Boss.
- Yeah?
They're not here, sir.
No one's answering the door?
No, sir. Back door was open though.
What, are you calling me
from inside the house?
I'm calling from inside the house.
That's a good one, sir.
Search the house, Deputy,
and get back to me.
Yes, sir.
Oh, shit! Oh, shit.
Oh, shit. Fuck me.
Super cop.
Police!
Police! Don't move! I have a gun!
I will shoot you! I have a gun!
Don't move! I will shoot you!
Don't move, I said! I have a gun!
I will shoot you!
Oh, shit.
Oh, God.
I'm... I'm not a super cop.
Get outta here, pig.
I'm sorry.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
It's cool. It's cool.
It's cool. It's cool. It's cool. It's cool.
Hey.
Gettin' sleepy, huh?
Okay. Oh.
- Come on.
- Let's get you to bed.
Sleep tight.
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
I've been waiting for this all day long.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
But I have to show you something first.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- Pics or video?
- Video.
My favorite.
- ... you're a crazy little bitch.
- I'm not!
- Nobody likes you.
- I'm not crazy!
- Say it!
- No... No!
Say "I am a crazy bitch."
- I won't say it!
- "Crazy bi..."
- What the fuck, Theresa?
- Fuck yourself.
I can't believe you did that.
When was this?
Why do you like her so much?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Jason, she's a freak!
That's so pretty.
Come on, baby.
You want to go outside and get some air?
Air.
- That's not what you want.
- No, I want to show you something.
Come on.
This is Emily.
Leave a message after the beep.
Hello?
Uh, hey, it's Jason, from school.
I just wanted to know if you were okay.
I mean, I know what Theresa did to you, and
that's really messed up, but...
I don't want to go.
Why are we going in the back?
- Just over here.
- Okay.
Deputy. Come in, Deputy.
Dispatch, try him again.
We've tried him five times.
Damn. I need someone out there.
You're the only other car in the area.
What do you want me to do, boss?
I'm going, I'm going.
Mom?
Mom, is that you?
- Hey.
- Hi.
That's a pretty
serious blade you got there.
- Oh, sorry.
- Don't worry. I get it, you know?
It's the middle of the night...
you're all alone in there,
a knock at the door...
I tried calling,
but it kept going to voice mail.
My phone broke.
Well, that explains it.
So, are you going to invite me in?
What are you doing here?
- Theresa showed me the video of you in the...
- Go!
- Listen to me! No, listen.
- Go, please.
Listen to me!
That was fucked up, what they did. Totally.
I told her. I told her to her face.
I left her at the party to come see you.
Why?
- Why?
- Yeah.
Why did you leave the party to come see me?
I don't know.
I guess I always felt bad.
And after your dad went...
I was scared.
And I was at the party
thinking about how mean we all are.
Cruel. Me too.
I wanted to say I was sorry,
especially tonight.
I'm sorry.
Anyway, I... I guess I'll let you go.
Wait.
Would you like a hot chocolate?
Yeah, sure.
Your mom's out till when?
- Late.
- Cool.
Whoa, that is sick.
No, no, no. I meant "sick" cool,
not "sick" bad or anything.
I'd rather you didn't.
Are you kidding? That was awesome.
Do you have any more?
Let me check 'em out.
No.
Come on. Let me check 'em out.
Come on. Let me... Let me... Let me see.
It's okay.
Whoa.
I bet you could publish this.
That's not what it's meant for.
Whatever.
Is... Is that Mrs. Miller?
Super cool.
Does anyone else in your family draw?
No.
Sh-Shouldn't you get that?
No, it's just Theresa.
Um, I-I think maybe you should go.
What about that hot chocolate?
I'm really looking forward to it.
Again.
It's okay.
No!
Are you sure?
Stop it. Jeremy's downstairs.
Come on. It's okay.
Jason, no!
Damn, you cut me.
Oh, my God.
What?
I'm so sorry.
Oh, my God.
- Let me help.
- Get away from me!
- I think you need an ambulance.
- Stop! No, stop!
Get away!
Oh, Jeremy, did I wake you?
Come on.
Let's get you back to bed.
What?
Hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep
My little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays
Pintos and grays
Coach and six
a-little horses
Way down yonder
In the meadow
Poor wee baby crying "Mama"
Birds and the butterflies
Peckin' out his eyes
Poor wee baby
crying "Mama"
- No, I don't wanna...
- Come on. Come on.
- Nope.
- Okay, okay. Come on.
- No, no more. No.
- Yes, yes.
What the fuck?
- Where is Jason?
- I don't know. Inside? Do you mind?
Yeah, he's with that freak,
isn't he?
- Emily?
- I thought he was with you.
Nope, he flipped out when he saw the video.
And now his car is gone,
and he is not answering his phone.
- Okay. Mystery solved. Good-bye.
- No, what video?
- Nothing. Don't worry about it.
- Nothing?
We shoved that freak's face
back where it belonged.
It was epic.
I feel sick.
Thanks, Theresa. Awesome.
He's totally hooking up with her,
isn't he?
Can you drive?
- Well, I'm...
- Come on. You're driving.
No, Carrie and I were doing fine
before you showed up.
- Doing fine?
- Uh, yeah.
Have you guys ever had a threesome?
A what?
- Come on! Let's go get Jason!
- Okay!
Th-This is... This is bad.
Shh!
Hello?
Who is it?
Oh, my God!
Jeremy!
Jeremy!
Jeremy!
He's back.
Get out! Get out! Get out!
Out!
Stay out!
Hurry! The window!
Emily!
He's inside! He's inside!
- Drop the knife!
- No!
- Drop it!
- Let's just cool down a minute.
Yes, sir.
Emily, it's fine by me if you wanna hold on
to that knife for a while. All right?
Okay.
Who's inside, did you say?
Is it who I think it is?
All right then.
Now, I want you to stay out here with
Deputy Jacobs. Is that understood?
The deputy is a highly trained officer of
the law, and he will protect you.
Jacobs.
Keep a sharp eye.
Copy that, sir.
Don't worry. We settle this tonight.
He's my dad.
He's a maniac.
- He killed him.
- Get inside.
Lock the door!
Oh, Jesus.
Okay, now, Tom.
Time to put this to rest now.
You hear?
You don't want to do that.
You don't need...
Stop this!
Don't look.
Just...
stop.
We have to hide.
Well, there's his truck.
If they're doing it...
Well, there's always revenge sex, right?
Okay.
Run! He's gonna kill you!
- What the...
- Oh, look, Emily's freaking out.
Hurry! I don't know where he is!
- Where is Jason?
- I don't know!
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
What if he killed him? Oh, my God.
- What... What the hell?
- Okay. Whatever.
Jason! I know you are in there,
so open the door!
He's not here! I need you to go!
My... There's a killer out there!
Oh, my God. You are so full of it!
- Jason, open the door right now!
- Hold on.
Emily, you have to let us in right now.
No! Run! You have to run!
No, he's coming for us.
Hurry, please.
I see him. He's coming.
Let us in. Please. Please.
Where is he?
Jason.
He's gone.
- The sheriff is... He was shot.
- Jason.
- He must have taken his body away.
- Whoa.
- Is that really necessary?
- You don't understand.
Oh, my God. Where is Jason?
You don't believe me.
Let's get out of here.
You can drive us, right, Frank?
Uh, sure. I'll be right there.
Hurry.
Wow. Just... Wow.
Jason!
Where are you?
Hey, J. Emily says you're dead, dude.
Call me.
Look, I don't know where he is.
How about we just, you know, party?
Yeah, right.
- Jason!
- Okay.
I'll be in the truck...
with the other two girls.
You can't just hide from me forever.
Emily?
Um, Emily?
Hello?
Hello?
Damn it. Jason!
Seriously? What the fuck?
Are you fucking kidding me?
What the fuck?
Babe.
Jason.
No, no, no, no.
Oh, my God. Please, no!
Babe!
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
Okay, come on.
No!
You have reached 911 Emergency Dispatch.
P-P-Police.
- We apologize, but due to call volume...
- No, no, I can't... I can't hold.
- What the fuck?
- If this is not an emergency, please hang up...
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- and call your local services provider.
...respond to your call
in the order it was received.
Frank!
I found Jason.
Frank.
Oh, my God.
- No!
- Shh!
He's going to kill you.
What did you do? Huh?
What did you do?
Oh, my God. You fucking stabbed me?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
He's coming.
Shut up!
Oh, my God. I'm bleeding.
Fire, police, ambulance.
Hello, I need an ambulance.
Please hold.
No, no. Fuck.
You have reached 911 Emergency Dispatch.
- We apologize, but due to call volume...
- Where did you go?
you've been put on hold.
If this is not an emergency...
please hang up and call
your local services provider.
Otherwise, please remain on the line.
An operator will respond to your call...
Hello?
Hello?
Frank?
Theresa?
Where are you guys?
Hello?
Where is everybody?
- Carrie!
- Emily, I'm...
- Get out now!
- What's happening?
- They're all dead.
- What?
He'll kill you too! We have to go!
- S-S-Stop it. You're scaring me.
- Hurry!
Emily, I get it. The kids at school...
Emily?
No! What are you doing?
No! No! No! Please, no!
Go!
No!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
Come on!
Hurry!
Too late! They're all dead!
- We have to hide!
- No!
No, I'm not gonna let you go!
He'll kill you if you go outside!
Let me go! Let me go!
Carrie, I'm not gonna let you die!
You're crazy! This is fucking crazy!
Stop crying! Come on!
- Who's out there?
- I wanna go home.
Carrie, please!
You have to do what I say.
He'll kill you if you don't
let me help you.
Go!
- My arm, it hurts. I have to go to the hospital.
- Be quiet!
I think he's trapping us.
Emily, please!
The window! Jeremy!
Jeremy?
Come on!
Jeremy's dead. You know that, right?
Shh.
What?
You found him, remember?
Right here in this place. You told me.
No! No!
No! No!
No!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop!
No!
Stop! Stop!
Stop it!
No! No! No! No!
No, please! Please! Please, no!
No! No! No!
Mommy, please, please.
Daddy, no!
Please, please. Daddy, no. No!
No, no, please. Please, no!
Daddy, no. No, please. Please.
Please, no!
No! No! No! No!
I'm not like you!
I'm not like you!
I'm not like you!
I'm not like you! I'm not like you!
I'm not like you!
Oh, my God.
No!
Hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep
My little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Dapples and grays
Pintos and bays
All the pretty little horses
Way down yonder
In the meadow
Poor little baby
crying "Mama"
Buzzards and flies
Pecking out his eyes
Poor little baby
crying "Mama"
Hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep
My little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Dapples and grays
Pintos and bays
All the pretty little horses
Night-night, Dada.