[ominous electronic music]
Provided by explosiveskull https://twitter.com/kaboomskull M_I_SForEver
[clicking] [clacking]
[faint humming]
[birds tweet]
Do you...
Do you not know that your bodies
are temples of the holy spirit?
Who is in you. [eerie music]
Whom you have received from God.
You, [clears throat] you are not your own.
You were bought, you were bought at a price.
Therefore, honor God with your bodies.
There will be terrible times in the last days.
People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money.
Boastful.
Proud.
Abusive.
Treacherous, rash, conceited.
Lovers of- lovers of-
Lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God.
Having a form of Godliness but denying its power
Have nothing- have nothing to do with such people.
They are the kinds [clears throat] who worm their way
into homes and gain control over gullible women.
[woman sings]
[Priest] "Therefore, we will not fear,
though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.
Glad the city of God,
the holy place where the Most High dwells."
[eerie music] [muffled chatter and singing]
[door slams]
"He breaks the bow and shatters the spear.
He burns the shields with fire.
For persecution or famine or nakedness or sword.
As it is written.
For your sake we face death all day long.
We are considered as sheep to be slaughtered."
[distant gun fires]
[suspenseful music]
[rough cutting]
[distant clunks]
[suspenseful music]
[faint choking]
[muffled chatter]
[bright music]
[Narrator] Sordico, the genus purpiceps.
The dark-purplish buds on this head of wheat
are the so-called sclerotia of sordico,
from the genus purpiceps.
This indicates the beginning of the sexual stage...
[motorcycle engine roars]
Once winter is over, the sordico will sprout
to mushroom-like structures,
which will create the sexual spore stage,
which takes place throughout the spring season.
This stage will be discharged
from the fruit bodies by the fungus and dicem-
- I've got purpose, Jim, god damn it. [clear throat]
I've got purpose, Jim, god damn it.
I've got purpose, god damn it, Jim.
[clears throat]
Give me...
Damn it, Jim!
Give me a fucking chance!
Damn it, Jim, give me a, give me a fu-
- [Narrator] After the infection takes hold,
the asexual spore stage is created.
This is called the purpolia stage,
which creates its spores in a honeydew-
- A fucking chance! [tense music]
Just give me a fucking chance!
[knocks]
[Narrator] Poisoning, caused by sordico of wheat
is referred to as sordicism.
There are two types of symptoms that can occur
in cases of serious poisoning.
[driver sighs]
[Driver] I've got a purpose.
[Narrator] Gangrenous sordicism
is common in grazing farm animals.
It causes gangrene to occur by constricting
the blood vessels that lead to the extremities.
Convulsive sordicism is characterized
by disfunction within the nervous system,
where the animal twists and contorts its body in pain.
Trembling and shaking. [driver whispers]
Typically, when a bovid becomes infected by sordico,
it must be put down,
and the entire crops from that season destroyed.
Symptoms of gangrenous and convulsive sordicism
can occur in varying degrees in any animal or human
who has consumed sordico.
In the Middle Ages, unaware of the risks,
the common folk of Europe rarely made the effort
to remove the sordico from the wheat,
so the fungal wheat flour was often baked into the bread.
There are extensive accounts of these ignorant peasants
suffering from burning sensations in their limbs,
amputations due to gangrene,
dizziness, nausea, and,
if consumed over a long period of time, gradual insanity.
These symptoms were titled Godly flames,
as many considered them a punishment from God.
A tribulation for the sins of the people.
[somber music]
[ominous tones]
- Oh, shit. - What?
[Sam] The fucking GPS lost service.
[Rylie] Did you mess with it?
[Sam] What do you mean, did I mess with it?
[Rylie] What are you doing?
[Sam] I think one of the tires is low.
- The tires don't feel low. - Just shh.
[Woman] It's not supposed to lose direction
where there's no signal.
Did you touch it?
[sighs]
It's literally like two and a half minutes away.
I'll get us there without GPS.
[Actor] That kid is staring at us.
- What kid? - On the bike.
[Woman] What the fuck?
[Actor] I'm gonna ask him for directions.
[Woman] Sam, no.
Sam.
[Sam] Hey.
Do you know how to get to Bardwells Ferry Road from here?
[car clicks rhythmically]
Hello?
Rude.
[tire thuds]
Big weirdy weirdo.
[Woman] You definitely messed with the GPS.
Tire's fine.
What?
[ominous tones]
[woman sighs]
- What just- - No idea.
No idea.
[suspenseful music]
[camera snaps]
[fire crackles]
Pardon my French,
but I didn't come all the way down here
to Albuquerque to get fucked.
To get fucked, bucko.
Hey, Jim.
Remember that night in Vegas,
when we met those two broads at Caesar's?
Well, there's something I never told you.
There's somethin'...
[distant clunk]
[fly buzzes]
[distant coughing]
[slap]
[woman moans] [Sam pants]
[pants and moans] [dark abstract music]
Hey, Jim.
I'm sorry and please pardon my French,
but I just get nervous around cool guys,
and when I got on that plane, I just-
- You hate me.
Hm?
I've just been crazy pre-occupied.
It's fine.
I swear, it's fine.
I swear, I swear, I swear.
You hate me.
Yes.
I 100% don't hate you, it's totally fine.
We're both distracted right now.
I repulse you.
I totally get it.
[slap] [whines]
[chuckles]
[distant owl hoots]
Hell of a haunch.
Thanks to you.
Yeah, that's what eating raw
and burning 35,000 calories a month will get you.
Yeah, that and a stomach full of acid.
Did you take your-
- Yes! - All right.
[Sam] Ow, what the fuck, Rylie?
Sorry!
- What the fuck? - I'm sorry!
[engine roars]
Hello?
- Hello? - Hello?
[Man] Anybody home?
Yeah, what the-
- Shh.
Yeah, who is, who's there?
[Man] Sorry if I scared ya.
Can we help you?
[Man] You're on my property.
[Rylie sighs]
Oh, great.
[tense music]
[zipper unfastens]
Sorry if I scared ya!
[Rylie] This is your property?
[Man] 500 acres.
Between Cedar and Hillside.
Oh, you're kidding.
Nope...
Two of you in there?
[Rylie] Huh?
[Man] Are there two of you in there?
Yeah?
So, do we need to pack up?
Yeah.
All right.
What, what's your name?
[Man] Eulis.
What, what was that?
Eulis!
I, I can't-
- E-U-L-I-S.
Oh, Eulis.
Do you know anything that might be open this late?
Like a motel or...
[distant creaks]
[hurried footsteps]
Not right in town that I can think of.
There might be something further north.
[hurried footsteps]
Might be something further north.
Okay.
Thanks.
I'll come back around, next couple hours.
Make sure you're outta here.
Yeah, we'll be out in a bit.
Make sure to douse that fire.
Yeah, will do!
Get home safe.
Yeah, thank you.
[dark abstract music]
[engine roars]
[distant owl hoots]
We're probably gonna have to drive out a couple miles
before we get any service,
but I think I can get us into town on my own.
[engine turns]
Nope.
Fucking nope.
Sam. [engine churns]
Fucking nope!
Sam!
Did you leave the hazards on?
Did I leave the hazards on?
[percussive vocal music]
Once we get to the main road that should bring us into town.
Worst case, we call AAA from there.
Be home by five AM.
[Sam] As long as that's the worst case.
Oh, that's the spirit.
I have 47% battery, how much do you have?
30.
- Is it on low power? - Yes.
- All other apps- - All apps are off.
[Rylie] Brightness all the way down?
Whoa, what the...
Jesus Christ.
What the fuck?
[suspenseful music]
We couldn't just do a nice day hike, nope.
Will you just give it a rest, Sam?
[Sam mumbles to himself] Just, will you shut up?
- Excuse me? - Just shut up.
Wait.
Sam?
It's okay, I forgive you!
Idiot.
Nice.
- Look. - What?
There.
[Sam] What, the light?
No, the darkness surrounding the light.
God, come on.
[brooding electronic music]
[buzzing bulb]
[flickering bulb]
[doorbell chimes]
[oil sizzles] [jaunty music from TV]
Coochie coochie coo!
[doorbell chimes]
Oh, my god, Sam.
God, you're really something tonight.
I'm something tonight?
[woman hums melodically] [jaunty music from TV]
- Not to mention the five- - Shh!
- If you shush me one more- - Just shh!
[bulb crackles]
[sighs]
What's that smell?
[door creaks]
- Hi! - Oh, hi there.
Hi.
We're so sorry to bother you.
We were just wondering if we could maybe borrow your phone?
See, we were camping a little ways in, near the wheat fields
and the land owner told us that we had to leave.
[Woman] Oh, my goodness.
Yeah, so we were all set to drive home,
and then our car wouldn't start and we weren't able
to track down any cell service.
[distant owl hoots]
So, we were wondering if maybe we could use your phone
to call AAA for a jump?
Hi, I'm Sam.
Hi, Sam.
Should...
Oh, please, please!
Where are my manners?
Ah, thank you so much.
[Woman] Thank you so much.
- Hi, Sam. - Hi.
- I'm Karen. - Hi, Karen.
[door slams]
AAA won't do you any good over here.
Take 'em two-three hours just to get here.
Not worth it just for a jump.
Now, my neighbor, Pete, he could be here in 30 minutes.
Settle for a T-bone steak
and a glass of milk for compensation. [chuckles]
Wouldn't have to spend a nickel.
That'd be great.
Are you sure that he's awake? It's already-
- Pete?
Karen.
I've got a sweet couple here.
Had their camping trip wrecked
by some scum sucker over by...
Did you get his name?
Eulis.
You-us?
Eulis.
E-U-L-I-S.
Oh, Eulis. [chuckles]
You know a, a Eulis?
Eulis.
Eulis!
[oil sizzles] [jaunty music from TV]
Oh, okay.
Okay.
So I'll see you in a bit.
See ya in a bit!
And if you've got your teeth in,
I'll fix ya a cut and a fresh loaf.
[chuckles]
All right, my dear.
[sighs] [dark percussive music]
Did he say how long he might be?
Eulis?
Pete.
Oh!
Pete.
- We don't wanna overstay. - Oh, please, please, please.
He shouldn't be more than 30 minutes.
Worst case, 45, since he's gettin' on.
No, that's great, that's perfect.
Perfect. [chuckles]
[dark percussive music]
[radiator rattles]
Again, thank you so...
[oven buzzes]
Oh, my goodness!
Where are my manners?
You two must be stravin'!
Actually, a little.
Actually, I think we're fine.
Oh, you're a couple of sticks.
Come on, come on!
Come on, Rylie.
You're a stick.
[Rylie sighs]
[siren wails on TV]
Oh dear, oh dear.
I always overshoot at low heat.
Is there any spinach in the house?
[dark abstract music]
["Pop! Goes the Weasel"]
It gets so hot when I cook, so I leave it open. [chuckles]
Have a seat!
[Sam gasps]
Hello.
Hi.
[siren wails on TV]
[door squeaks]
[door closes]
[chuckles] Please!
Sit down. [chuckles]
Have somethin' for ya in 10-15 minutes.
[chuckles]
[grunts]
You like steak?
Oh, Sam is actually off red meat as of recently, so-
- Well, I, I- - How do you like 'em?
No, I'm sorry, he's actually off red meat.
I had a physical a few months ago
and my cholesterol is not great.
[Rylie] It's 270, actually.
- Doctor suggested that I- - He can't have any red meat.
Any dairy, sugar, salt.
Maybe a little piece of chicken once a month, but that-
- A quarter chicken once a month.
- He suggested- - You can't have it.
[man sneezes] Bless you.
And I'm actually a vegan, believe it or not.
[Karen sighs] [eerie music]
[door slams] [Karen chuckles]
Oh, boy.
I take a three and a half, but an eight feels so good.
I've gotta get 12s.
Oh, [chuckles] perfect.
[Karen chuckles]
Do you need some help?
- Where's your restroom? - What?
Take a left out of the kitchen,
then a right before the stairs.
[Karen chuckles]
[Karen hums softly] [somber music]
[oil sizzles]
[ominous tones]
So, were you at all affected by the sordico?
[Karen hums softly]
Karen?
- Hey, Karen? - What's that, dear?
[Rylie] Were you affected by the sordico,
a little while back?
The sordico?
The cattle deaths, from the Sordico of wheat?
Oh, right, right.
The sordico. [chuckles]
How do you know about all that?
I'm getting my doctorate in botany.
I'm doing my thesis project on the resurgence
of sordico in New England crops
and their life cycle in this particular climate.
Must've really disrupted the industry over here.
At least the meat trade.
Oh, [chuckles] sure, sure.
We were one of the top meat and wheat farmers in the county.
[Rylie] Wow, really?
Now we trade with the farmer nearby.
Our veggies for his meat and grain.
Have you ever considered moving?
[knife thuds] [dark percussive music]
You like cardamom?
Love it.
[jaunty music from TV]
[Popeye & Bluto] Would you like me if I wore a uniform?
[radiator rattles]
[fan hums]
["O Holy Night"]
[slurping]
[Karen gulps]
Great bread.
So, is that your daughter
in those pictures in the hall, Karen?
[music fluctuates in pitch]
[Karen moans]
[Karen sniffles]
[man sighs]
[Karen sniffles]
Sorry.
Did something happen?
I love Christmas music. [chuckles]
[corn crunches]
[laughter from TV]
[Sam and Karen laugh]
So, is Pete pretty close, you think?
- Sam, would you like some- - Hey, Karen?
You think that Pete is pretty close?
[chuckles] That's 15 minutes fast.
Wouldn't say more than another 30.
He's gettin' on.
He may look like a chunky monkey now,
but he used to come in at an even 400.
Who's that, Pete?
Gunni.
My son.
Got kicked. [Gunni grunts]
By a bull, about six months ago.
Right in the face.
Hasn't been the same.
God, I'm sorry.
Oh. [chuckles]
A little butter won't hurt him.
Thank you.
Left, right, left, right, left, right.
- So, what do you do, Sam? - Well, I'm, uh-
- He's an actor.
[gasps] Oh, really?
- Waiter/actor. - Actor/waiter.
In between waiting jobs.
He's just getting too many auditions.
Can never remember the specials.
I've got the same problem with scripts.
[Karen and Sam laugh]
Well, this weekend, he's my research assistant.
[Karen chuckles]
Was that your bear trap out in the woods?
[distorted chatter from tape] [music fluctuates in pitch]
Hey, Karen?
[Karen] Just a nib, Goon buggy.
Oh, come on, buggy boy, just a peck.
[Gunni grunts] [eerie music]
Just a peck.
[whispers]
[Gunni moans]
[glasses rattle]
[Gunni moans] [chair rattles]
[yelps]
[Gunni gasps] [kettle whistles]
[static hisses] [kettle whistles]
[Gunni pants]
[suspenseful music]
Room for dessert?
Whole tray of cupcakes in the fridge.
Baked 'em yesterday!
Oh, I'm stuffed.
Yeah, me too, thank you.
[Gunni slurps]
Oh, Sam.
[Karen] Tea?
[camera snaps]
Sorry again, about Pete.
He tends to fall asleep, just outta nowhere.
Even in the middle of conversations, sometimes.
- Like a narcoleptic? - Nope.
[Rylie] You know, we really don't mind just calling for-
- Oh and if you get a hankerin' for anything,
go back upstairs!
There's plenty of leftov-. [distant clunks]
[suspenseful music]
That's our dog, Earl.
We keep him in the barn, a little ways in.
Bad with people.
There's no, uh, online or phone service over here,
but if you're desperate,
you might try a little further in, that a way.
Cellular phone wise.
I think some sorta tower might reach there.
[Sam] Oh, I think we'll be all right.
Gunni usually sleeps down here.
I'll keep him up with me tonight.
[Rylie] Are you sure?
You know, maybe we should just...
[sighs]
[Karen] Come in, come in! [chuckles]
Right this way.
Sam.
Right this way.
[grunts]
Got your own bathroom back there.
You even have a TV. [chuckles]
Think we had a couple of...
[static hisses]
Oh! [chuckles]
[sighs]
[Sam] We really appreciate your hospitality, Karen.
You've really saved our butts.
♪ Oh my honey, yes, oh my honey, yes ♪
Yeah, really. Thank you for everything, Karen.
♪ To the leader man, rag and music man ♪
♪ Oh my honey, what, oh my honey, what ♪
Sounds like a cricket got in.
[clears throat]
I'll call Pete, first thing.
If he doesn't haul over in 15,
I'll snag his cables myself.
- We really appreciate it. - Yeah, thanks again, Karen.
Nighty night. [chuckles]
♪ Come on along. I'm goin' along ♪
♪ Let me take you by the hand
♪ Up to the man. Up to the man
What?
[Rylie scoffs]
[Rylie sighs] [ominous tones]
[Shower runs] [man sings]
[suspenseful music]
[muffled thuds]
[Karen groans] ["O Holy Night"]
[static hisses]
[sharp strained breaths]
[Karen] [groans] Ah, shoot.
[groans]
[muffled thuds] [distant water splashes]
[ominous tones]
[percussive vocal music]
[distant clunks]
[choking and rustling]
[distant water splashes]
[eerie music]
Sam.
Sam?
Samuel.
Why are you getting dressed?
What, are you leaving?
[dark music]
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
[door creaks]
[suspenseful music] [static hisses]
[switch clicks]
Oh, mama.
[muffled sobs]
[microwave hums]
[muffled sobs]
[eerie vocal music]
[Karen sobs]
[microwave beeps]
[wood creaks]
[static hisses]
- [playful music from TV] - Window cleaner!
Window cleaner!
[indistinct chatter from TV]
Oh, Jesus.
[sighs]
Jesus.
[Olive yelps] [dark percussive music]
[moans] Oh, lord.
[screaming from TV]
[moans]
[Sam whispers]
Jesus! [Gunni grunts]
[breathes heavily]
Gunni.
You scared me. [Gunni grunts]
[wood creaks]
[Gunni grunts]
[static hisses]
You keep a secret?
I haven't had a grain of salt in more than three months.
[Gunni grunts]
I know.
[sighs]
No red meat, no pink meat.
The occasional fish.
No complex sugars.
No complex carbs.
No starches.
No high-fructose corn syrup.
No refined vegetable oil.
Or sodium benzoate.
[chuckles] No butane.
Did you know they put butane in chicken nuggets?
No chicken nuggets.
[dark percussive music] [Gunni grunts]
[sighs]
[Gunni grunts]
Whoa.
You all right?
Dah... mah...
...Chalk.
Das...
Mah... chalk.
Sorry?
My.
Chalk.
I'm sorry, I can't...
That's magic?
That's.
My.
Chalk!
[grunts]
[static hisses]
[pants]
[Sam chuckles]
What?
[laughter from TV]
["The Star-Spangled Banner"]
[dark percussive music] [piano music from TV]
[muffled clunk]
Yeah?
[muffled clunks]
Sam?
[eerie music]
Come on, Sam.
[heavy thuds]
[sighs] I swear to fucking god.
[moans]
[heavy thuds]
Sam, consider the consequences.
[heavy thuds]
Sam!
[tense percussive music]
[heavy thuds]
Stop this shit or I'm breaking up with you!
[door handle rattles]
Sam, I can't tell you how unfunny you are.
[door handle rattles]
Come on, Sam, just tell me if it's you.
Sam?
[static hisses]
[whispering in foreign language]
[Sam hums]
We need to talk.
Well, you know it's cooked, Jimbo.
It's just still in the thing.
So don't throw any stones.
I've got plenty of license here.
Or baked, or whatever.
Whatever you do, take your fucking time.
- We need to talk. - What?
God, what would you do if this place was on fire, huh?
I feel bad enough about this.
I'm serious, what would you do?
I'd probably be quicker about-
- I don't think you would.
I really don't think you would.
[Rylie] They found a lump.
A what? A what? [man retches]
[Rylie] A lump.
Oh, cripes.
Where?
In your tum tum.
[Sam sobs]
[man laughs]
[Sam sobs]
Window washer.
[Sam] Of course.
Of course.
This is so predictable.
I have zero appetite.
Is this place open?
What's gonna happen to him?
Shh!
It's just there are moments
hanging in the ether that could be mine.
Oh, for Christ sake.
[whispering in foreign language]
Oh, shoot.
[Rylie] It really isn't as bad as it looks,
and to be honest,
I think you're being a little bit of a Letdown Larry.
Oh, I can't talk to you right now.
[static hisses]
[Sam sighs]
[dark percussive music]
[Sam sighs]
[water splashes]
"For Chrissake.
For Christ's sake.
I've got purpose."
What a piece of shit.
[distant water splashes]
I love you!
[dark vocal music]
Rylie?
[muffled clunks]
Rylie?
Karen?
[stairs creak]
[knocks]
Karen?
[door creaks]
[distant clunks]
[knocks]
Karen?
[door creaks] [freezer hums]
[switch clicks]
[eerie vocal music]
[distant engine revs]
Gunni?
[taps]
Gunni!
Hey, Gunni, open the door!
[knocks]
Hey!
Gunni!
Hey!
What're you doin' out here, man?
Hey, open the door!
[thuds]
Hey, Gunni!
Where's your mom, bud? [thunder rumbles]
Hey, Gunni, come on!
Let's go, we'll go inside!
[thuds]
God damn it, Gunni!
[distant bangs]
[choking, rustling]
Hello?
Rylie?
Rylie!
Hello?
[distant clunks] [suspenseful music]
[phone keypad bleeps]
[phone rings]
Come on, come on, come on.
[Operator] 911, what's your emergency?
[Sam] Hi, yes I'm calling about a girl who's gone missing.
My girlfriend just disappeared.
- We're staying with this woman- - What's the address, sir?
[Sam] Yeah, I think it's, uh, it's Cormorant Way
between, um, I think
between Pleasant Street and Trouble Street, I believe.
[Operator] I'm going to need an exact address, sir.
[Sam] Okay, yeah, I don't know, it's a white house.
[Operator] Sir, I'm gonna nee...
Hello?
Fuck!
[distant clunks]
[distant choking]
[muffled ballad music]
[distorted ballad music]
[tense music]
[strained breaths]
[Karen yelps]
[rattling] [engine hums]
[Woman] Do you not know that your bodies
are temples of the holy spirit?
Who is in you.
Whom you have received from God.
You.
You are not your own.
[cutlery clinks]
You were bought.
You were bought at a price. [fire crackles]
Therefore, honor God with your bodies.
There will be terrible times in the last days.
People will be lovers of themselves.
[static crackles]
Lovers of money.
Boastful.
Proud.
Abusive.
Treacherous, rash, conceited.
Lovers of, lovers of the planet rather than lovers of God.
[suspenseful music]
Having a form of Godliness but denying its power
Having nothing, have nothing to do with such people.
There are kinds [clears throat] who worm their way
into homes and gain control over gullible women.
[Rylie pants] [indistinct chatter from tape]
[Rylie whines]
[Sam] Rylie.
[Rylie whines]
[Rylie] What's going on?
Are you okay?
[Rylie whines]
[indistinct chatter from tape]
[steel rattles] [Rylie whines]
[chair clunks]
Don't get up.
Karen.
What's, what's going on?
[Karen gulps]
[Rylie moans]
[Karen groans]
[Rylie whines]
[Karen] Goodness gracious [chuckles]
[static crackles]
Karen!
[moans]
[Karen groans]
[suspenseful music] [Rylie whines]
[static crackles] [match scrapes]
[Karen sighs]
Rylie.
Sam.
We are livin' in a... [coughs]
Livin' in a time of tribulation.
Eul', darnit with that!
To put it simply.
We have perverted God's divine love,
through abuse of his gifts.
[Gunni sneezes]
We were overindulgent in God's feed,
and so he took it away.
Forcing us to seek a more immediate source,
so that he may not forsake us in the end times,
which, my babies, are nearer than you may think.
But we have been given an opportunity for absolution.
A second chance to sustain life entirely
through consumption of what we can access
of our own flesh and available earth,
so we may be judged in his image.
Now, that's what I call mercy.
So...
Came up with a sorta redemption-type program.
A rationing effort.
We've had a number of participants
over the years.
I think we've worked out all the kinks.
Just about.
This little sweetheart's been with us for a while now.
[scratching]
[eerie music]
If there was ever someone who needed a good sortin'...
Quite the pig. [chuckles]
But from his gluttony,
we were blessed with two cheeks
and a beefy round.
[Gunni screams]
He's also taught us a heck of a lot about perseverance.
And loyalty. [Gunni groans]
And now that we're done with his bottom,
we gotta take from the top.
[hums melodically]
[fire crackles]
You've probably been wonderin'
[chuckles] what the heck is in this thing.
[strained breaths]
[lid creaks]
This is our daughter.
My god.
[Karen] Delilah.
[eerie music]
She's given us just about everything
she's got over the years.
A true model of self-sacrifice.
Come on, girlie.
[Delilah whines]
Oh. [Delilah whines]
[Delilah chokes]
All right, all right. [chuckles]
I'm honin' in on breakfast.
Oh, okay, honey.
It's on its way, my love.
[meat sizzles]
[static crackles]
[Delilah gasps]
Ah, that's her language.
That blinkin'?
She's sayin' "feed me, darn it!
Feed me that's boy's sweet rear end."
[chuckles]
Let's get this old girl fed.
Shall we?
See how you compare to Buggy Boy.
Bless us, O Lord, and these, thy gifts,
which we are about to receive from thy bounty.
Through Christ, our Lord, amen. [chuckles]
[eerie vocal music]
There you go.
Oh, oh, oh, oh! [chuckles]
Slow down, darlin'.
She's like, "where the hell's this been all my life?"
[laughs] Oh, mama mia!
[Gunni grunts] [chair rattles]
Yum, yum, yum, gimme, gimme, gimme.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Pace yourself, darlin'.
Grade-A prime cut, Samuel.
[Delilah wheezes]
[Gunni groans] [chair rattles]
All right.
That'll do for now.
[Gunni groans] [chair rattles]
[Delilah wheezes]
Made from all the brightest suns of the Universe.
And volumes beyond.
[Gunni groans] [chair rattles]
[rapid thuds] [tense music]
You better believe we're still aimin' for grand babies.
Bring some sunshine into this black world.
Goon here seems to be working with an empty cartridge.
[static crackles]
There's another little piece here, babies.
Goon bug?
Gunni?
Gunni!
One more little piece.
Eulis here was the go-to farm vet, once upon a sometime.
He performs all our procedures.
We have a little,
little sorta security system.
Eulis?
Eulis.
Eulis?
Eulis.
I've got money.
Money, I have got money.
[Eulis chuckles]
Money, money, money.
[Sam sobs]
Eulis, please.
[Rylie whines] Please, please.
- Eulis, come on. - Shh, shh, shh.
Turn it up, Goon.
Goon bug?
Eulis. [gas hisses]
Eulis.
Please, Eulis, please.
[Eulis] This is an orbitoclast.
Wasn't an entirely unpopular way of
giving people an overhaul, at one time.
Please, Eulis, don't do this.
I'll do anything.
Eulis, I'll do anything.
Can't guarantee you won't try to run off.
Oh, look at Gunni there.
Sweet as a baby chipmunk, and happy, too.
Truly.
You're not gonna feel a damn thing.
Well, a little pressure, maybe.
Then it's bright eyes and sweet smile.
[Eulis] Not gonna make this any easier,
whippin' around, Pork Chop.
No more strainin', Sam.
Not one more wracked nerve, darlin'.
Eulis!
Come on!
Bright eyes and sweet smiles.
No, no! [Rylie sobs]
[Eulis] Bright eyes and sweet smiles.
[siren wails] [car approaches]
Shit.
[Rylie and Sam scream]
- Help! - Help!
Help!
- [Sam] Help! - [Rylie] Help!
You shut it.
You shut it!
- Help! - Help!
[Eulis] You shut it, or she gets it!
[Karen] Hey, fellas.
You shut it, or she gets it.
[muffled chatter]
So help me, God.
[radio chatter]
One more squeak,
and she'll pop him, right between the peepers.
[muffled chatter]
[Karen] Yeah, no, it's been a pretty good year.
Well, it's good to see ya. It's always good to see ya.
Yeah, yeah.
[Officer] ...come and check it out.
[distorted radio chatter]
Hey, Gunni.
[gas hisses]
Gunni.
Gunni, come on.
Gunni, take off my mask.
Gunni, go up the stairs.
Take off my mask.
Take off my mask, yeah, yeah.
[pants] [radio chatter]
Gunni, take off her mask.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[Rylie pants]
Yeah, that's good, Gunni.
Gunni, listen to me.
Take the tape off our wrists.
Un-tape our hands.
Yeah.
[tense music]
Oh, my god, good.
Good, Gunni.
That's great.
Yeah.
Now, Gunni, listen to me.
Listen to me, Gunni.
Cut the tape.
[ominous tones]
Gunni, Gunni.
Look at me.
Pull out the knife and cut the tape.
Yeah.
Right here.
Good.
[cutting]
Yeah.
[cutting]
Quicker.
That's it, that's it.
Yeah.
[grunts]
That's good, that's good.
Yeah, yeah.
That's great, Gunni.
[ripping tape]
[muffled chatter] [somber music]
That's a good boy.
Help her.
Help Rylie.
[knife clacks]
[Rylie pants]
[Eulis] Get home safe.
[Sam groans]
- Take care. - Uh-huh.
[car engine starts]
[car recedes]
Gunni!
[Sam] Go, Gunni!
Gunni!
Gunni, go!
Gunni.
Drop her, darlin'.
[suspenseful percussive music]
Gunni!
Go!
Now!
Gunni!
[pants]
[groans]
Go get the truck!
Get the truck!
[tense percussive music] [grunts]
["O Holy Night"]
[grunts]
[eerie vocal music]
["O Holy Night"]
Gunni!
[trap clunks] [bulb buzzes]
[Gunni groans]
[bulb flickers]
Gunni.
[Gunni whines]
[bulb flickers]
[Gunni cries]
[Karen whimpers]
[Gunni whines]
[Rylie strains]
[somber music]
[Gunni sobs]
[Rylie grunts]
[Gunni sobs]
[birds chirp]
[distant hammering thuds] [birds chirp]
[distant hammering thuds]
[eerie music]
[distant hammering thuds]
[man hums melodically]
[hammering thuds]
[faint humming]
[muffled rattling]
[more rattling]
[oil sizzles] [jaunty music from TV]
[Man On TV] Calling cars four, three, two, one.
Calling cars four, three, two, one.
[Karen] Oh.
[eerie music]
[jaunty music from TV]
[dial clicking]
[sucking]
I wanna see the bottom of that plate when I come back up.
Mm, yes. [chuckles]
[oil sizzles]
[mumbles to herself]
[chuckles]
[somber music]
[mumbles to herself]
Oh, my goodness gracious.
[groans]
[mumbles to herself] [dryer spinning]
[talking on TV]
"I don't know," I said.
"Stop asking me so many questions, for cripes sake."
[Karen groans]
Oh. [chuckles]
"Ah, how can you tell a thing like that
about a person who's just standing around?"
I said.
Hi, Sam.
[dark percussive music]
Lunch time.
Let's start with the yuckies first, shall we?
Get those out of the way.
Open up, darlin'.
Come on.
Just like Popeye.
Oh [scoffs].
Come on now, Sammy boy.
Open up, sweetie.
Come on, my love.
Just a bite to start.
Come on.
You've gotta eat or you'll turn into a stick.
[sighs]
Well.
We'll just get Li Li started on the goodies, then.
[eerie music]
Here it comes.
Here it comes!
[Delilah chokes]
If we start with the goodies first,
you promise to eat every last leaf on that plate.
[Sam exhales rhythmically]
Well, let me hear "yes, mom."
Let me hear.
"Yes, mom."
Yaaaaaaa
Maaaaaa.
Aww. [chuckles]
Oh. [chuckles]
Tough today. [chuckles]
Like shoe leather.
Oh, gosh.
Oh.
See, now this bit isn't so tough.
Now, for the extra yummies.
There we go.
[eerie music]
[oil sizzles]
[screaming from TV]
[laughing from TV]
[TV] "Just stop Sis'," I said.
[Karen] Let's take a little break from the grub.
[TV] "Just stop."
[Karen] For just a tick.
That's it.
[gasps] Okay, my beautiful girl.
Come here, my sweet one.
Come here, my lovely.
Yes.
There we go.
My beautiful, beautiful girl.
[oil sizzles]
[screaming from TV]
[eerie music]
[Karen heavy breathes]
[Karen] Just relax, babies.
Oh, [chuckles] just relax.
[bed squeaks]
Make room for the Lord.
Breathe him in.
Do you not know that your bodies
are temples of the holy spirit?
Who is in you.
Who you have received from God.
You are not your own.
You were bought at a price.
Therefore...
Honor God with your bodies.
[man hums melodically]
[car approaches]
[car door opens]
[hazards clicks rhythmically]
[car door closes] [ominous tones]
[percussive vocal music]
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[somber music]