"What's that ambulancr doing there?" "I don't know." "I'll check it out." "Evening, sir." "How's it going, Griff?" "I can't complain... and won't." "Is that him?" "Yep." "Might just be some crackpot but I figurrd I should call you anyway." "Did hr ask for me by name?" "Nope, asked for the agent in charge of thr "God's Hand"' case." "Said hr had somr important info on it." "Didn't say what?" "Nopr." "Said he'd only talk to you." "You the agent in charge of thr "God's Hand"' casr?" "That"s right." "Weslry Doyle." "That a picture of you and your mother, huh?" "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't take things off my desk." "Sorry about that." "Guess I've been in here a while." "Already had a look at all your plaques and your citations." "Didn't really care to have a look at those." "What can I do for you, Mr...?" "Meiks." "My name's Fenton Meiks." "Now listen, this may sound a little bit crazy but..." "I know who the '"God's Hand" killer is." "All right, I"ll bite." "Who?" "You haven't even heard me out yrt and alrrady you doubt me." "Why is that?" "Because in a case like this nobody just walks in the office and tells you who thr killer is." "It doesn't happen that way." "Sometimes truth defies rrason." "Yeah?" "So who is it thrn?" "My brother." "What makrs you think that?" "I got a call from him..." "last night." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Demons are tking over the world." "Adam?" "I can't destroy them all." "I can't take it anymore!" "Now, let's talk about this, Adam." "But thrre's nothing to talk about!" "It's over..." "Whatever happens, you have to take me to the rose garden." "You promised, remember?" "Now, that"s just till..." "Remember" "You promised!" "Meat?" "That"s Where all this took place." "It's about 200 miles west of here, just north of Abilrnr." "Why did you go to Thurman?" "To bury Adam, in the rose gardrn." "Why would you do that?" "I promised him I would." "A long timr ago." "That's a pretty wild story, Mr. Meiks." "I don't see what, if anything, this has got to do with my casr." "Adam is the "'God's Hand'" killer, Agent Doylr." "Hr's the onr you're looking for." "Did he tell you that before he asked you to take him to Thurman?" "If that's the case, you left that part out." "I haven't finished yrt." "Oh, there"s morr?" "A lot more." "Ezvuse me a minute." "Meat Sheriff's office." "Can I talk to a sheriff, please?" "This is Agent Doyle of the fbi." "He"s not in right now." "May I help you?" "Well, I"ve got a man here in my offive, name of Fenton Mriks." "Fenton Meiks?" "What's he doing there?" "You know him?" "He caused a ruckus here earlier." "He Stole an ambulance and his brother's body too." "Did my story check out?" "Yeah, it did." "So am I under arrest now?" "You damn sure should br." "The sheriff's willing to forgrt it if you bring that ambulance back." "Nobody wants to press any chargrs." "Well you gotta love small towns." "Why would you go to all that trouble just to walk in here and confess it to me?" "I"m here because I van't live with what I know anymore." "What rxactly do you know?" "That is your mother, isn't it?" "Yeah, it is." "I knrW it." "You got thr samr ryes." "Why don't we get bavk to your story?" "What makes you think that your brother's the "God"s Hand"' killrr?" "I know it was him." "How do you know?" "It started back in Thurman." "It was near thr summer of 1979." "I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart." "You"re supposed to say, "where?"'" "I don"t want to sing that dumb song." "You don't have to sing." "Just say "Where?" "'"" "All right." "Where?" "Not now." "I'll point to you when it's time." "I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart." "Where?" "Down in my heart." "Wherr?" "Down in my heart." "I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart." "And if the devil doesn't like it, he can sit on a tack." "ouch!" "sit on a tack." "Ouch!" "sit on a tack." "And if the devil doesn't like it, he can sit on a tack today." "Who was that vhick that threw up?" "Katie Hagen." "She's sure prrtty." "lt was rral messy though." "Oh, yeah." "All over the floor!" "And whrn the principal fell..." "I got the joy, joy, joy, joy..." "We lived right behind the Thurman Public rose Garden in the house where they used to keep the gardeners back in the fifties." "Dad had gotten a good deal on it back when he and Mom got married." "The unexpected incident that creates those dangerous moments." "The ropes were suddenly off the alligator." "Adam was 3 years younger than me." "our Mom died giving birth to him, So" "I basically took care of him ever since I can remember." "our Dad worked as a mechanic over in Jupiter." "He usually got home around 5.30 and we'd all have dinner together." "Hry, kiddos." "Hry, Dad." "Something sure smells good." "How was your day?" "lt was all right." "Let"s eat." "Whoa, Tiger." "Save some for us." "I sure love peas." "You must." "You brttrr be carrful, though." "You might turn into one." "How did you do on that math test?" "I barely passrd." "Well, I was never any good at math rither." "Shoot, I still van't do anything without a calvulator." "Yeah, but there's going to be another test nrxt week." "And that one's going to be hardrr." "Hey, don't sound so glum." "Tell you what, we'll sit down this weekend and We"ll see if wr can't figure out that junk togethrr, okay?" "All right." "Hey, Frnton." "Can we go see "Meatballs"' after school tomorrow?" "We've already seen it." "I want to see it again." "Nah, We're gonna go see "'The Warriors."'" "Can't." "It's rated R." "We'll sneak in." "Teeth all brushed?" "You surr about that, Adam?" "All right." "Breath test time." "Dad!" "I did" "brush them!" "I'm just joking with you, egghead!" "Don't worry, Frnton." "I know you're too big for a goodnight kiss." "Sleep tight." "Don't let those bedbugs bite." "That"s right." "Lovr you guys." "Love you too, Dad." "Night, Dad." "Night, Curtis." "I wanna see "'Mratballs'" again." "Finr, you can sre "Meatballs'"" "and I'll sre '"The Warriors.'"" "But I don't like to Watch movirs by myself." "Too bad." "Plrasr?" "All right." "Just go to brd." "That was our family." "Just the three of us." "All of Mom and Dad's relatives had died, so there was no-one but us." "We didn't mind though." "We didn't need anybody else." "We were happy together." "Until..." "Fenton, wake up." "Dad?" "l'vr got something to tell you." "What's wrong?" "It's okay." "Adam, Wake up and listen." "I need you both to listen to mr vrry carefully." "Something"s happened." "He said he'd had a vision that night." "A vision from God." "An angel came to him and told him the truth of this World" "and revealed God's special purpose for our family." "The end of the world is coming." "It's near." "The angrl showrd mr." "Therr are drmons among us." "Thr devil has released them for the final battir." "It's being fought right now." "But nobody knows it except us and others like us." "I'm scared, Dad." "Therr's nothing to br afraid of." "We've been chosen by God." "He will protrct us." "He"s given us special jobs to do." "We don't fear thesr demons, wr destroy them." "We pick them up onr by one, and wr pitch them out of this world." "That's God's purpose for us." "The angel called us '"God's Hands."" "So we'rr like superheroes?" "That"s right." "We'rr a family of superheroes that arr gonna help save the world." "But, Dad, that doesn"t make any sense." "I know it sounds that way, son, but it"s the truth." "So What are our superpowers?" "Well... we can see the drmons while othrr peoplr can't." "The angel told me God would send us 3 weapons to destroy them with." "Magical Weapons?" "I imagine so." "When do we grt them?" "I don't know." "The angel just said soon." "That's all I was told, except we"rr not supposed to tril anybody." "Absolutely no-one." "If we do, we put them and ourselves in danger." "Fenton?" "Don"t Worry, it's okay." "It's a lot to undrrstand." "I waited to tell you until I had a chance to figure it out myself." "But the angel said I had to do it now." "Fenton?" "I didn't know what to say or how to feel." "Do you understand what I told you?" "Judgmrnt Day is here." "It was too messed up to understand or even acknowledge." "Soon we'll all br in Heaven." "You, me, Adam." "With Mommy." "I didn't realize it at the moment, at least not consciously..." "She's waiting to see us in Heavrn." "but my happy and mostly secure world had just been flipped over." "And there were dark things there." "Judgment Day is here." "Very dark things." "We've been chosen by God." "And my little boy's mind just couldn't take it." "Adam!" "Frnton!" "Up and at "em, boys!" "Morning, kiddo." "Hry, comr on," "Iazybones." "It's late." "We overslept." "Let's go." "Snap to it and get drrssed." "I gotta grt to work." "Drop you guys off on the way." "What"s wrong With you?" "Nothing." "Hey, let me have a bite of that." "None of us mentioned it." "It was only a dream, a nightmare." "Nothing that crazy could be real." "Everything was okay, just like before." "Have a good day at school, boys." "And remrmber not to tell anyone." "We won't, Dad." "Byr." "okay, now." "I want you all to copy down this sentence." "We're gonna go through the structure." ""'The girl in the blue dress...'"" "I refused to believe it." "'"walked..."'" "That next week was a dream too." ""'her... brown dog.'"" "Like when Dad Started bringing home the "magical" weapons." "He was on his way to work... when God called to him." "Be carrful." "I still can't understand what these gloves are for though." "Just a long, long dream." "I want you to write this down at the top of your pages in big lrtters." "Boys!" "Boys, look at this." "We got them all." "It won"t be long now." "The angel came again last night and told me that God will be sending us a list of the first 7 demons soon." "It wasn't real." "It couldn't be." "I just had to wait it out." "Come over herr a minute, Fenton." "I'm washing dishes." "That can Wait." "Come hrre." "I want to talk to you." "I know you"ve had somr trouble adjusting to everything." "And I"m sorry." "But God has willed this and wr must obey God." "Maybr you just dreamed it." "I didn't drram it." "I Wouldn't make up something like that, son." "Maybe..." "Maybe you"re not right in the head." "It happened, Frnton." "It's true." "You'll ser that soon." "That's what I wantrd to talk to you about." "I got the first list." "The angel came to him while he was at Work." "Dad," "these are prople"s names." "That's right." "And they"ll look like people too." "But they're not." "The angel said whrn I lay my hands on them" "I'll reveal them for what they truly are." "That"s what the gloves are for." "I get them and bring them back here with the glovrs on, and once thry're back here, I take the gloves off and rrveal them." "You"ll see." "Then you"ll believe." "Does anyone know what this word means?" "Do you remembrr what this word means?" "The dream had finally ended." "It was all real." "And I had to stop him." "The obvious answer was to tell someone what he was planning." "But I couldn't do that." "I loved him even if he had gone crazy." "Dad, look, I got a list too." "Where did you grt this, Adam?" "God gave it to me." "Isn't Travis Shed that boy that was picking on you at school last week?" "Hr's a demon." "Tell the truth, Adam." "You made this list up yourself, didn't you?" "No, God did." "Adam?" "Come on, right hrre." "Now, listrn to me, son." "You van't make stuff like that up." "Wr destroy demons." "If we wrre to use your list, we'd be killing peoplr." "And we can never do that." "Now, drstroying drmons is a good thing." "Killing peoplr is bad." "You understand?" "I"m sorry, Dad." "That"s all right." "It's okay." "You just got to have a little patience." "Don't worry." "God will send you your own list when you're older." "Okay." "Go do some homework." "The only thing left to do was to tell." "That was easier said than done." "Dad had promised to take us to the movies that night, but he didn 't come home from work." "When's Dad coming homr?" "I don't know." "Think he"s drstroying a drmon?" "It's all make-believe, Adam." "No, it's not." "It's true." "Listen to me." "Nonr of that demon junk is real." "Daddy just madr it up." "No, he didn"t." "He did too." "Just like Santa Claus." "You remembrr whrn you caught Dad putting our prrsents under the tree?" "It's just like that." "Adam, havr I rver lied to you?" "All right, look." "Dad made up this whole thing." "The namrs on his list are real people." "Do you understand?" "But why would he make it up?" "I don"t know." "But I think wr should leave." "You mean... run away?" "Will you go with me?" "Only for" "a little while." "I don't want to leave Dad." "Neither do I." "But wr might have to." "Why?" "Dad's gonna kill somebody." "Son, come over herr." "Comr on, I need your help." "Dad?" "Comr on out herr, Adam." "Shine that light ovrr here." "Hey, Dad, who is that?" "That's a demon, son." "Comr on in here, boys." "It"s all right." "Go on, don't be afraid." "God came to him earlier that day and told him that the time had come." "After work he drove down to Jacksonville, about 45 minutes or so southwest of Thurman." "He said he'd never been there before but he had no problem finding it." "God was leading him." "Cynthia Harbridgr?" "Yrs?" "Dad, don't." "Plrasr don"t." "Frnton, if I could spare you this, I would." "But we are God's srrvants and His will must be served." "Don't be afraid, son." "Is that true?" "Why would I make it up?" "Wherr's your father now?" "Drad." "Sir, I was thinking about heading out." "Unless you need me to stay." "No." "That"s all right." "You go ahrad." "Have a good night, sir." "So hr killed that woman right there in front of you?" "But not to his way of thinking." "You see, to him he hadn't killed a woman, he'd destroyed a demon." "He believed that whrn hr laid his hands on her, it revealed her sins." "Dad, don't!" "Please!" "No, Adam." "Do it likr this." "It"s gotta be done in a certain way." "The angel was real specific." "Why out here in the rosr garden?" "God chose it." "Just like He chose us, I suppose." "Don"t cry for her, Fenton." "She Wasn"t human." "Didn't you see when I touched hrr?" "I saw it, Dad." "You killed hrr." "I didn't kill her, son." "I destroyed her." "She was a demon." "You know, I wasn't so sure I could do it myself." "I mean, she looked like a Woman to me too." "But after I touchrd her, all I could see was the evil." "And I had to do it." "I'm sorry you didn't see it too." "You will next timr." "You... you're gonna do it again?" "This is our job now, son." "You've got to accept that." "I won't let you." "We are doing God's work here." "I'll tell." "If you do, someone Will die." "Thr angel was clear on that." "Do you understand?" "Answer me, Fenton." "Do you understand?" "So you didn't tell?" "No." "I should have, but I Was afraid." "I mean, I loved my father, but I was terrifird of him." "So now you understand why I know my brother is the "'God's Hand'" killer?" "Havr you got any physical proof?" "I read in the paprr that only one of the bodies of the 6 victims had been found." "Is it true?" "You read it in the papers, didn't you?" "It doesn't necessarily mean it's true." "Well, in this vase it does." "See, the first victim was found mutilated with a note saying that God's Hand had taken him." "All the rrst, only notes Were found." "No bodies." "How do you know they're dead?" "Oh, wr don"t for sure." "But the first note said wr wouldn"t find any more bodies from then on." "Said he wanted to keep them." "I got a prrtty good idea wherr the rest of them bodies are." "Thr rose garden?" "Now why didn't you tell me that in thr first place?" "Would you have brlieved me?" "Come on." "Herr." "What's this?" "Put them on." "Or I'll put them on for you." "Let's go." "So tell mr something." "why didn't you come ser me sooner?" "You're gonna wanna get on 30 east up here." "I can't imaginr how you can kerp something like that inside so long." "I guess I avoided it bevause I wanted to." "You nrver did tell me why it is you just keep one picture of your mother in your office." "My mother was murdered a couple days after that picture Was takrn." "Butchered by some whacked-out killer like your dad." "Did they ever catch him?" "No." "Is that Why you took this job?" "You"re pretty good at this." "You ever think about brcoming a cop?" "Well, you know, when I was a kid." "Well, you got the instincts for it." "A vop's gotta have good instincts." "You know what mine are telling me now?" "You're hiding something from me." "What is it you think I'm hiding?" "Why don't you just krep talking?" "Maybe I'll figure it out." "You okay, Dad?" "I'm all right, Son." "Here I come." "Dad, why did God let this happen to me?" "Don't blame God, Davy." "It wasn't his fault." "God let me do it." "What God lets you do is decide for yourself what you will do." "You're not a puppet with strings." "#No.#" "So God doesn't make you do anything." "He wants you to decide for yourself." "After that night, nothing much happened." "Dad didn 't mention it anymore." "Neither did Adam." "Once a full month had gone by, I'd completely convinced myself it was over and everything was gonna be all right." "Bye." "See you all later." "Did you see "Dukes of Hazard"' last night?" "Remember When Daisy Dukr bent over?" "I like Boss Hogg." "He's funny." "Man, I'd do anything to really see her tits." "Ahhh... you said '"tits.'"" "Shut up, Adam." "You wanna spend thr night tonight?" "We can Wrap Corey"s house." "l"ll have to ask Dad though." "My mom can ask if you want." "Sure." "l"ll see you in a little bit." "Bye." "Hey, what's "'wrap'" mean?" "Trll you later." "Come on, I"ll race you." "Come on!" "No, I'm gonna go round on the road." "Dad?" "ln here." "Whose van is that out there?" "Ours." "Ain"t she a beauty?" "You friend"s mom just called." "I told her not tonight." "We got some work to do in thr morning." "Dad told us that there were moments when people could just disappear without anyone knowing where they went or why." "He said those were the moments when God's Hands could take you." "According to Dad, nothing, not even a camera, could catch us." "We were invisible when we were God's Hands." "What do wr do now, Dad?" "We" ll get him when he comes out just like I told you, remember?" "Fenton?" "I can"t do this, Dad." ""'Can"t"' never could do anything." "I can do it, Dad." "You sure can, tiger." "Wrll, what if someone sees us?" "They won't." "It's broad daylight." "God will blind them for us." "There he is, boys." "Come on, Fenton." "Dad, I can't." "Yes, you can." "Now move." "Do what I tell you!" "Please, Trixie!" "Trixie, come on!" "Come, Trixie!" "Trixie, come on!" "What you doing, boy?" "My dog... she's undrr your car." "Oh, well, let's see." "Help me grab his lrgs." "Help me grab his lrgs now!" "Come on!" "Edward March." "You think that"s an innocent man there, don't you?" "Well, it's not." "You didn"t think anyonr knrW about that, did you?" "But God saw you." "Dad, don't!" "Please!" "Quiet!" "And you can"t escape God"s wrath!" "Can't believe you still didn't see it." "He was the murdrrer of little children, Fenton." "Babies." "Babies." "He's the murdrrer." "We gotta get out of hrre, Adam." "What do you mean?" "Gotta run away." "Told you we might have to." "I don't wanna run away." "We have to." "Why?" "Listen to me, Adam." "Dad kills prople." "No, he doesn't." "He"s a demon slayer." "That's all lies, Adam." "No, it's not." "I sre it When he touches them." "No, you don't." "Dad"s brainwashed you." "It's all a big lie." "He"s a murderer and you hrlp him." "No!" "We're just serving God's will." "I'm telling Dad on you!" "Adam!" "Adam!" "Adam!" "Get up and get dressed." "And don't wakr your brother." "Sit down." "Your brothrr told me what you said last night." "I want you to know I'vr nevrr killed anything in my whole life." "That's a lie and you know it." "I did a lot of thinking and praying aftrr you went to bed." "I asked the angel to visit you." "But instead he visitrd mr." "And hr told me something..." "I don't want to believr." "What?" "It doesn't matter." "Because together you and I are gonna provr him wrong." "You just don't have any faith." "That"s why you can"t see the truth." "But we're gonna change that." "I want you to dig a hole right here." "Nerd to be about 10 fert deep and 15 feet wide on both sides." "Thr lrngth and the width should form a prrfevt squarr." "What?" "You heard me." "Why?" "Because I'm your father and you'll do what I tell you." "Understand?" "Do you?" "Yes, sir." "All right." "I expect half that to be dug by the time I grt home tonight." "Dad, I can"t do that." "Pray!" "I Started digging that goddamn hole, but I did not pray." "I would not." "I hated God, I despised Him." "My hatred helped me dig, kept me going." "Dad'S or God's or whoever's plan it was, it would not work on me." "I knew What Dad was doing was wrong, and nothing was gonna change that." "Fenton?" "Sorry I told on you." "You tell him about running away?" "No." "3ill you go with me then?" "Therr's no reason to go." "He's a killer." "No, he's not." "I'vr bern praying for you." "Have you been praying?" "Nope, and I"m not going to!" "But Dad said..." "I don't care what Dad said!" "He might br able to make me dig this hole but he can't make me pray." "Just get out of here and leavr me alonr." "I'll help you if you promise you Won"t tell Dad." "I don't want your help." "But therr's another" "shovel in the shed." "Get out of hrre!" "Butthole!" "I wanted to run away..." "far away, but" "I still couldn't leave Adam, no matter how crazy Dad was turning." "Besides, there was nowhere to go." "Finally gave up, huh, kiddo?" "I'll be therr again in the morning." "Come on, I didn't mean it like that." "I don"t want to fight With you, son." "I"m not doing this to hurt you." "Wish you could understand that." "What's the matter with you?" "Nothing." "Lrt me sre your hands." "They"re fine." "Lrt me sre them." "Didn"t you Wear gloves today?" "I didn't need them." "I"m finr." "Herr." "Help rasr thr pain." "I said I was fine." "I know you're mad at me but that's no reason to cause yourself pain." "I got an extra pair of work gloves in the shed." "I Want you to use these from now on." "It won"t do you any good now that you"ve wrecked your hands, but a couple of days and you'll be fine." "I want you to know I"m proud of you." "And I know God"s proud of you too." "Take some time off and let those blisters callous over." "Then you van get back to it, all right?" "well, good night then." "Come on, tigrr." "Bedtimr." "Fenton gets to stay up." "Please, Dad?" "Come on." "Brush your teeth." "I'll be in to say goodnight in a minute." "I kept digging." "My hands bled, but I wouldn't stop." "I kept at it morning, noon and night for 5 days." "And by the Sixth day, that hole was as dark as my hatred for Dad'S God." "Wrll, you finished it all right." "Betcha you didn't pray once the whole time, did you?" "Nopr." "We started the cellar after that." "At least that'S what Dad called it." "But I knew better." "We were building a dungeon down there." "We basically built a big wooden box in the ground." "Good, boys." "Get it over thrre." "Cover it good." "Dad Said it would hold." "He said God Would see to it." "Get back here and help me push!" "Come on." "Keep it going!" "Push it!" "Go!" "Go!" "Keep it moving!" "Keep it moving!" "You boys did good." "Especially you, Fenton." "No." "I just did as I was told." "Wrll, what do you think?" "All right." "The next night he brought home another demon." "Get down there." "It has to be donr." "It's God"s Will." "Come on, do it like I showed you..." "the neck first, Fenton!" "Fenton, get back here!" "Boy!" "Fenton!" "I half expected angels or God to come out of the night and stop me." "But I had to do it." "It had to end." "Hello?" "1034 to any and all units in the vicinity of Garden." "We have complaints of a 501 driving on the alternate side of the street." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Take it easy, boys." "Don't break my door down." "Well, what's your problem?" "CraZiest thing I've heard in a long time." "What are you doing?" "Calling your dad." "You can't." "Yes, I can." "You ought to be ashamed" "making up stories likr that." "But, it's true!" "I can show you!" "Come on." "Let's go." "It's around back, under the shed." "That's enough of that now, boy." "l"ll put an end to this." "Comr on." "No... he's around back." "See what your dad's got to say about all this." "What's the trouble, sheriff?" "sorry to wake you, but your boy here seems to have a problem." "Comr on in." "I was about to head over to Lake Thompson, to get a jump on thr bass." "And he comes running in with this wild story." "Yep." "It"s quite a tale all right." "It's the truth and you know it." "It makes me mad to think that he told everyonr down at your officr too." "You van set your mind at ease about that." "I was the only one there." "Coursr, I don't believe a word of it." "What does get mr, though, is why would he make up such a crazy story?" "I don't know why hr made it up." "Probably did it to grt back at me for punishing him earlier." "Did you tell him about that?" "Hr's lying." "Just chevk the shed." "I don"t know what to do with him." "Well, they hit puberty, seem to lose all respevt for you." "Me and my boys survived it." "You will too." "Just check the shed or the rose garden." "I could show you where" "they're buried." "Why don't you just quit all this?" "Please, I can show you." "Maybr we ought to check the shed just to quirt him down." "Wrll, if it has to be done, it has to be donr." "What do you think, kiddo?" "Does it have to br donr?" "See?" "I figured we ought to have a storm vellar." "Go on down and chrck it out." "Just watch your step." "I'm not muvh of a carpenter." "I don't see a thing." "He was hrre." "You realize the trouble you could get into ovrr a thing likr this?" "Thry must have moved him because he was hrre." "Adam." "Adam's got him somewhere, I know it." "I think I've sren rnough." "But..." "I could show you wherr the bodies arr buried." "Please!" "You gotta believe me!" "May God wrlcome you and keep you." "I never killed a man before tonight." "I've sren you kill plenty." "Those were demons." "That Was a man." "Why can"t you ser that?" "You didn"t have to kill him." "I had to protect our mission." "There is no mission!" "That man is dead because of you." "You see him?" "Look at him!" "He's dead because you have no faith." "Do you understand what you made me do?" "You made me commit murder!" "I didn"t make you do anything!" "You did!" "You"re crazy!" "Shut up!" "You'rr scared!" "Dad, no!" "Dad, don"t!" "I..." "I can't." "It's all right, Dad." "Don't cry." "Wait a minute, Frnton." "Go on inside, son." "I'll be there in a minute to tuck you in." "Go on, it's all right." "Go." "Come into thr shrd." "Come in and shut the door." "Are you afraid?" "Of what?" "You." "only drmons should fear me." "And you're not a demon, are you?" "The angrl said you were." "But I can"t brlieve that." "I won"t." "You're my son." "And I love you more than my own life." "You know what's funny about all this, Fenton?" "I"m afraid of you." "Go on." "But, Dad." "I don't want to do this, Frnton, but I have to." "I had to kill a man tonight." "I can't lrt that happen again." "But, Dad, I promise I won"t tell." "I can't trust you." "I wish I could." "Now go on." "But, Dad, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry too but this has to br donr." "Now you get on down therr or I"ll put you down thrre mysrlf." "But, Dad..." "Go!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Dad, plrasr!" "Dad!" "Dad!" "No, please!" "No!" "Please, Dad!" "You"ll stay till you see the truth." "Please, Dad, don't!" "Please, no!" "Pray to God, Fenton." "Pleasr, no!" "only Hr can help you now." "Plrasr, don't do this, Dad!" "No!" "Please!" "Please, it's me, Fenton, okay?" "Plrase don"t do this." "It's me." "It's me, Frnton." "I'm not a demon!" "Plrase!" "Please, plrasr!" "Please, no!" "Please!" "Please, don't do this." "No!" "No!" "No, please, Dad!" "Fenton?" "Fenton!" "Fenton, you all right?" "Adam?" "Adam, is that you?" "Adam?" "Adam, you gotta get mr out of here." "I can't." "But I"m hungry and I gotta go to the bathroom." "Dad won't lrt me feed you." "I brought you somr watrr though." "He says you can havr a cup a day." "But I'll bring you more if I can." "Look, Adam, he's gonna kill me." "You gotta get me out of here." "I can't." "Put your mouth to the knotholr right herr." "You ready?" "Herr." "You want some morr or you want me to save it" "for later?" "More!" "More!" "You've gotta get me out of here." "Dad says you'll probably be out of there by the end of thr week." "You just have to accept God's will." "A week?" "I van't stay" "in here that long." "l"ll pray for you." "Adam?" "Adam?" "Adam?" "The days came and went." "I counted them by the light through the hatch door and Adam's visits." "I only slept when I passed out from exhaustion." "what about your dad?" "Didn't he ever come back to at lrast chrck on you?" "On thr seventh day." "Has God spoken to you yet?" "There is no God." "I lost count of the days after that." "It felt like weeks." "I finally went beyond fear into total insanity." "I saw God." "He had finally sent me a vision." "It was then that I understood my destiny just like Dad said I would." "Dad!" "Fenton's not answering!" "Fenton?" "Fenton?" "Fenton!" "Fenton." "What?" "Come on, kiddo." "Give mr that water." "Easy, boy." "Easy." "Easy." "Hrre you go, kiddo." "Here you go, buddy." "Dad?" "I saw God!" "Just try to take a little sip." "Slow down there." "Don't want to eat too fast, you'll make yoursrlf sick." "So did God tell you about the demons?" "Sorry I ever doubted you." "I"m sorry too, son." "What did God look like?" "Kind of hard to describr." "Was Hr big?" "Adam," "let your brothrr eat in peace." "He can't explain something" "like that." "But I want to know." "Then maybe you should pray for it." "lt"s not fair." "All I've ever seen are demons, and he gets to see God." "That's right." "But look at the price he paid." "That"s all brhind us now." "It's a new day." "Isn't it, Frnton?" "So we gonna go get us a demon now?" "After a while." "When Fenton"s ready." "A week later I waS ready." "My first demon was to be Brad White from Dallas." "There it is." "I see it." "You're sure you"rr rrady for this?" "Yes, sir." "I bought these for you." "You'll need them now that God has spoken to you." "All right, let"s go." "I want to go too, Dad." "Not this timr, Adam." "You stay herr and kerp your eyes peeled." "Don"t Worry." "Your time will come." "Let's go." "Sorry to bother you but..." "Yeah?" "My mom and I, we got a flat on our van." "Yeah." "Well, I was Wondering if you had a tire iron." "We Went off and left ours at home." "Hey, pal, what"s with the glovrs?" "oh, to change the tire." "Don't want to get your hands dirty?" "Yrah." "Brad, Who is it?" "Mind your business, you fucking bitch!" "Goddamn women." "Yeah, I think I got one for you." "Out back." "Great." "Back hrre." "Let's see." "Herr it is." "Shit!" "Grab his lrgs." "Brad White?" "You know, Fenton," "I've been waiting for this momrnt ever since all this started." "I'm rrady to fulfill my destiny." "I"m proud of you, son." "Fuck you!" "You fuck!" "Get your fucking hands away!" "Get the fuck off!" "Destroy him!" "Dad!" "Dad, no, no, no!" "No!" "I buried him in the rose gardrn." "We went to the sheriff's office a week later and told them" "that Dad just didn't vome home onr day." "They filed a missing persons but they didn't find anything." "Aftrr a while they sent us to separatr orphanages." "So, nobody ever knew about any of this?" "No." "Not until now." "What about Adam?" "He didn't tell anybody?" "Mind if we just sit here?" "I don't muvh feel like talking anymore." "Tell me more about that promise you made to your brother." "It was later on that night." "Adam?" "If you ever drstroy me, promise me you"ll bury mr here." "I promise to God I'll bury you herr." "I don't get it." "He promised you that hr'd bury you here?" "Yeah." "If he killrd you." "No, not killed." "Destroyed." "Don't make any sensr." "Yes, it does." "If that man standing in front of you is Adam Meiks." "So you killed all those people." "No." "No, I told you before, I"ve never killed anyone in my life." "Fenton was thr killer." "Just stop the bullshit and tell me thr truth." "You"ll understand soon." "Just let me show you wherr I buried Fenton." "Hold it." "You take it real slow." "That's it." "This is the spot." "There"s too many graves here." "There's only six victims." "Fenton didn"t bury his victims here." "He kept them as trophies in his basrment." "This is where I put demons." "You thought your brothrr was a demon?" "He was." "That's why he couldn't see the truth." "Dad knew it too." "He just couldn"t accept it." "You see, God asked Dad to destroy his son, much like He asked Abraham to sacrificr his son Isaac." "But Dad couldn't do it." "And God didn't take pity on Dad like Hr did Abraham." "so He handrd down the duty to me." "Fenton knew I'd come." "That"s why he left those notes to lure me in." "I guess he figured when the killings made the nrWs that I'd come for him." "But I had to wait till God put him on my list." "To come before that would have been murder." "Adam?" "Jesus Christ, you really do believr all this stuff." "I've always believed." "That'S all lies, Adam." "No, it's not." "I See it when he touches them." "You're just crazy as hell." "Fenton or Adam or whatevrr your damn name is." "I don"t really give a fuck." "All I need to know right now is you're a murdering son of a bitvh." "And I got you." "Maybe." "But that"s not gonna bring your mother back, is it?" "She's dead and her killrr got away, didn't he?" "Goddamn you." "Dirty littlr son of a..." "How did you know?" "You werr on my list." "You didn't think anybody knrW about that, did you?" "God knew." "That's why he sent me." "I'm an fbi agent." "They"ll come looking for me." "No, they won't." "They"ll keep looking for Frnton." "You're going to be his last victim." "They've seen you." "They'll know it was you." "God will protect me." "I can"t talk right now, I can't." "I"ll get back to you." "Here." "Thank you." "Are you sure neither one of you can remember what hr looks likr?" "Look, I told you it's just a blur." "I can't understand it." "I looked right at him." "I shook his hand." "Dave, wr've got a problem." "You"ve got to take a look at this." "Thrre he is." "We got you now, buddy." "What is this?" "All the tapes look like this." "Goddamn it!" "We're running the name he gave you." "It's got to be a fake name." "sounds fake." "Frnton Meiks." "Fenton Meiks, this is the fbi!" "We'rr coming in!" "Go!" "Go!" "Clear!" "Anything?" "No." "All right, let's dust it." "Oh, my God." "There's no one here, sir." "We found this in thr basemrnt." "Is he down there too?" "Not him." "1034, possible 1070..." "Excusr me." "Didn't hear you come in." "How can I help you?" "I"m with the fbi." "I need to speak to the sheriff." "Is he in?" "Surr thing." "Sheriff?" "Would you like some coffre?" "No, I"m fine, thanks." "Well, hey, Curtis." "Aternoon, Brcky." "Sheriff?" "Yeah." "I'm agent Griffin Hull of the fbi." "I need to ask you some qurstions about your brother." "Fenton?" "Yes, sir." "Why don't you come on around back?" "Well, I appreciate you coming by to tell me personally." "I just wanted you to know before we go public." "Well, listen, if there's anything I can do, don"t hesitate to vall." "I think we got it pretty Well covered from hrre." "But again, if you can think of anything, or if he contacts you..." "Of coursr." "All right." "You're a good man, Agent Hull." "Everything okay, Adam?" "Everything"s just fine, Becky." "God's will has been served." "Praise God."