"No!" "#It's all right." "It's all right, baby." "It's okay." "#It's me." "It's Mom." "Oh, you're okay." "Come on." "Come on." "Oh, shh." "#It's okay, buddy." "We're here." "You're okay." "#The nightmares were the first sign that something was wrong with me." "#They were coming every night." "My parents wrote them off as raging teenage hormones." "Looking back on it now, maybe they were right." "Thing is, a guy like me shouldn't have been having nightmares at all." "From the outside, my life was a dream... great school, great friends, beautiful girl on my arm." "I was a quarterback in a town where football was the one true religion." "Go!" "#Blue 45!" "Blue 45!" "#Check!" "Check!" "Hike!" "Go!" "Look at him go!" "Yes!" "#I guess sometimes everybody feels like they don't fit in, but it was becoming clearer and clearer to me that I..." "Unh!" "Really didn't fit in." "What was that?" "And after that night, everyone else knew it, too." "Hey, Richards, clean yourself up." "#You watch yourself, Brad." "Next time, 15 yards." "#Come on." "I slipped." "Yeah." "Yeah." "I swear." "#Let's go." "Run them back." "Richards!" "Whoo!" "#Like that, huh?" "Oh, I know you like that." "Look at that." "Look at your boy." "Now, any guy in this situation would be experiencing an insane adrenaline rush, but I'm pretty sure this wasn't normal." "I felt sick about what I did to Brad." "It wasn't like me at all." "#Everyone had questions..." "Brad's parents, the police and the principal." "But what did he want me to tell him?" "About my nightmares, my temper on edge, the sudden rushes of inexplicable strength?" "He was looking for an explanation, I guess." "Everyone was, but I could only think of one that made any sense." "I think I'm losing my mind." "Of course you're not." "#You're just young, and life is... complicated." "#I mean, senior year." "Like, everything's changing." "I'm scared, too." "Oh, Jesus." "My head is killing me." "Cayden." "Lisa, are you..." "are you sure?" "#Yeah." "Mmm." "Ow!" "#Don't stop." "Oh, my God, Cayden, no!" "Don't!" "No!" "Lisa!" "What the..." "Mom?" "Dad?" "Mom!" "Dad!" "Wha..." "Whoa, whoa." "This is 15-55." "#We have a 17-year-old girl reporting an assault by her boyfriend." "#See signs of violence." "Excuse me, ma'am." "Stay in the car, please." "#Cayden." "It was Cayden." "Miss." "He's a monster." "So my nightmares had come true." "I had killed the two people I loved most in the world." "I was a monster." "#And just like that... my old life was gone." "#I never knew when I'd lose control, so I just kept running, moving from town to town until time lost all meaning to me." "You all right?" "I lived in constant fear that I'd kill again." "And then, one night, I did." "Hey!" "#Hey, you want to hang out?" "I'm okay." "Thanks." "Are you sure?" "#Handsome guy like you, you're a rare catch out here." "#No arguing that." "Do you need a menu, hon?" "Just a coffee." "Thanks." "Lisa, I understand you were with Cayden the night of the murders." "#He attacked me." "Was Cayden angry or upset over the fact that he was adopted, perhaps?" "#What?" "I didn't know he was adopted." "He never mentioned that he was adopted?" " No." " Funny thing was, up until that moment, I hadn't known it either." "Unh!" "Unh!" "#Unh!" "Oh, jeez!" "#Uhh!" "Hey!" "#Leave her alone!" "Turn around, asshole." "Oh, God, please help me!" "#These guys are batshit!" "Listen to me!" "#You hit her again... and you're gonna lose that hand." "Run, kid." "What is it, Robbie?" "#Kill it, Robbie!" "Kill it!" "As far as a cure went, all the books agreed there was only one... suicide." "#And I couldn't see what other option I had." "Of course, that was before I met Wild Joe." "d I can't sleep at night d Can't face the pain d I'm wound up tight d All of the way d Whaah!" "It's a pretty tough place to be, isn't it, killer?" "I've seen tougher." "#Ah, I'm speaking metaphorically, boy... about life." "#It's hard." "Can be, I guess." "#Yep." "Can be." "Life is like an onion." "#That's what they say." "The more you peel it back, the more it makes you cry." "Especially when you're afflicted." "You know..." "#afflicted?" "Holy shit." "#What do you mean, you never knew?" "Must have had some clue." "Just tell me how to stop it." "#Stop it?" "Heh." "Why would you want to?" "#So you can be like them?" "Hey, what the hell, man?" "Yeah, you!" "Scum like you!" "#Hey, what's your problem?" "Want to dance, my card's open." "Why would anyone want to be like that?" "I can't control it." "#Boy, you're not supposed to." "You're a predator." "It's what you are." "#Didn't your parents not teach you nothing?" "No, they, um... they didn't know." "What?" "You're gonna tell me, like, you were adopted or something?" "Yeah, that's right." "#I was." "I would have loved to have seen the look on their faces when you turned for the first time, mate." "#"Oh, he's a monster!" "He's gonna kill us!" "Oh, no, it's..."" "Eh, none of my business." "Your real folks, bet they're from back east, from the old parts of this pitiful new world." "I thought you had to get bitten by one to become one." "You can do, but the bitten ones, they're not pure, They're just, like, mutts, really." "The purebred ones, like you and me, we're born this way." "There are others?" "#They're the most vicious, secretive pack on God's green Earth, boy." "#How do you think I got so pretty?" "Shit." "#Shot my mouth off too much already." "Sayonara." "Wait, Joe, if you know where they are, you have to tell me how to find them." "#Get your hands off me, boy." "I don't have to tell you shit." "#You're not my responsibility, kid." "I don't know anything about..." "#Figure it out yourself." "What I am." "I have no idea." "Joe, nothing." "I'll show you the way." "#It never came from me." "You understand?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "#Y-You got it." "I promise." "#You ain't gonna like what you find." "Oh, jeez!" "Hey!" "What's going on over there?" "#Nothing." "We're ju..." "Shit!" "Just keep it down, kid." "What can I get you, hon?" "#Beer, I guess." "Just roll into town?" "Yep." "#What for?" "I'm sorry?" "I mean, we don't get many tourists, being up here in the hills and all." "#It's too bad." "Seems like a nice town." "#Sure does." "Oh, hey, you know if there's any work around here?" "Heh." "Nope." "Ask him to dance." "You are new here." "Heh." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Heh heh." "#I mean, right?" "So you want to dance?" "I'm not really much of a dancer." "#Oh, come on." "Any one of these guys would love to dance with me." "#I'm sure they would, and that means you'll never be lonely." "#Fag." "Thanks." "That's great." "#What's your name?" "Me?" "My name?" "#I'm sorry." "Did I stump you?" "No." "No." "#It's, uh..." "It's, uh, Danny." "Daniel." "Why'd you come here, Danny Daniel?" "What?" "What do you mean?" "#I mean to a bar, alone, at night." "Even the sluttiest girl in town can't get you to dance." "Oh, no, that was tempting." "I admire a girl who can drink like that." "#Yeah?" "How's that?" "Sloppy?" "#Heh." "What's your name?" "It's, uh..." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Did I stump you?" "#Hey." "Hey, you were hassling my girl?" "She said you grabbed her ass." "Well, she made a mistake." "Oh, I see." "So she's a liar with one sweet, squeezable ass, right?" "Relax, friend." "It didn't happen." "I ain't your friend, dick." "Hey!" "Cut it out, Deke!" "#Mind your business, Angel." "This bar is my business." "#You want to get kicked out?" "You can't kick us all out, Angel." "#Come on." "Okay, look, I'm leaving, all right?" "You're damn right you're leaving..." "#buttercup." "Whoo!" "Come on!" "Hey, kid." "I hear you say that you were looking for work?" "I don't know." "Did you?" "Yep." "Danny, I'd like you to meet my wife Clara." "Welcome, Danny." "It's an honor." "Damn!" "#Bull testicles." "Those rocks, they hack my plow blades up something terrible, I'll tell you." "Yeah, I think I can get it out of there for you." "No." "Don't even think about it." "#You'll wrench your back." "That's what the bucket's for." "Well, I'll be damned." "Heh." "#It really wasn't in that deep." "I'd come to Lupine Ridge looking for answers, and what I found was this place," "a farm." "#Who'd have thought?" "Good people with no idea of my problems and seemingly no inclination to pry." "All John asked was that the work got done." "Even if the Tollermans had no idea what I was, the animals sure did." "But, all in all, things seemed pretty fine, and for the first time in a long time," "I felt safe." "Oh." "Uh... hey." "#New farmhand." "Uh, pardon me?" "John took you on just like that." "J-Just like what?" "#Is there a vetting process?" "Where you from, kid?" "I'm sorry." "Who are you?" "#Connor." "Oh, I see you've... you've met my new hand Danny." "#Danny, is it?" "Yeah." "#He's my nephew from out west." "Your nephew?" "#That's funny." "I saw you both at the bar the other night." "Sure." "#I was there." "I didn't see the two of you speak." "It's a funny way to treat a nephew." "Well, tell you the truth," "I didn't recognize him at first." "#Been a long time." "Guess those eyes aren't as sharp as they used to be." "#Mm." "John, who the hell is that guy?" "Danny, you don't want to know." "What's wrong?" "!" "What's happening?" "Sheep need feeding." "No." "#Animal." "What?" "#Ah, well, animals." "When things get scarce up in the hills, the wolves come down here to feed." "Oh, I see." "That's what you..." "That's what you think it was?" "#What else could it be?" "Um, that... just like you said." "Ah, the poor little bleater." "Ah, well, look on the bright side." "Bright side?" "Clara, that smells wonderful." "#Back with gravy." "Help yourself." "#Yeah." "How often you guys losing sheep?" "#Oh, it happens." "Wolves have to eat, too, you know." "#I'll take that." "Wolves." "#Is that where the town gets its name," "Lupine Ridge?" "#What's that?" ""Lupine." It means wolf, right?" "#Oh, well, o." "Actually... it means wolflike." "#What's the difference?" "Ah..." "Mmm." "I'm not going to do any killing." "You not defend yourself?" "#Oh, I'll shoot if I have to, but I'll shoot to wound, not to kill." "Tonight at 11:00, after the discovery of two mutilated members of a Colorado biker gang, bearing a grisly similarity to the Cannibal Kid murders, a frightened nation is asking, where is Cayden..." "Um, I'm gonna go into town." "Well, I can see why that would require you to turn off the TV." "Heh heh." "#I just, uh... thought I'd let you know." "#Mm." "Hey, Cayden." "#Your name's Cayden Slaughter, right?" "No, it's..." "Who are you?" "I'm Carter Wills." "#I'd be, uh, your second cousin, I guess." "#My what?" "Listen, the others might be too afraid to say it, but you have to haul ass on out of town, kid, or you're gonna get us all killed." "#I think you think I'm somebody else." "No, you think you're somebody else." "And listen, he doesn't know who you are yet." "#Only a few of us do, but you think he's not gonna find out?" "And when he does..." "Who's gonna find out what?" "#What are you talking about?" "Heh." "You really don't know shit, do you?" "It's Connor, man." "County Police don't even come up here anymore." "#He decides who lives and who dies." "Yeah." "He kicked my own brother out of town." "#Oh, God." "Ah, Jesus." "So get out of here, kid, please." "Excuse me." "#What?" "!" "I'm allowed to have one of these, you know." "#I'm part owner here." "Stop drinking all our beer, Gail!" "#Don't even know what you're talking about." "I don't even know." "#Could I just get one of those?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Here." "So, back again." "Well, it is the only bar in town." "And how do you find our little town so far?" "#Strange, like it's got secrets." "Yeah, well, doesn't everybody?" "Hey, judgy, how 'bout next time I tell you when you've had..." "I've had enough?" "Okay." "Is she gonna be okay?" "#Yeah, as okay as she gets." "#How does she keep her job?" "It's tough to fire your own sister." "Oh, so you really do own this place." "What are you, some kind of small-town princess or something?" "Small-town heiress, actually." "Both our parents are dead." "I'm, um..." "I'm sorry." "Both of my parents are dead... as well." "Well, then... tribute to orphans." "Hey, buddy." "Hey." "Uh, so... what's up, fellas?" "#Saw you talking to the kid, Carter." "W-What kid?" "The one Tollerman's been keeping out on his farm." "Oh, yeah." "#That asshole." "What'd you tell him, exactly?" "Tell him?" "Nothing." "Well, just to get out of town, you know, hit the road." "Why's that?" "'Cause I saw him sniffing around Angelina." "I figured... maybe he was pissing you off." "#So you told him about me?" "Wh..." "No." "#Ah, shit, no, othing." "That's funny." "Thought I heard my name." "Ah, hell, no, Connor." "Hey, I just played it off as, you know, small town, we don't like outsiders." "#Hmm." "I'm having a problem here, Carter." "See, I know this kid's from one of the old lines." "#Maybe he's from here." "Maybe he's from down east, from the Synod." "Maybe." "But what I'm really trying to figure out is why Tollerman took him on so quick and also why a useless drunk like you would take any interest in him." "Oh, boy." "#I feel like... secrets are being kept from me." "#No." "Listen, you know what I know." "So you didn't tell him anything about us, and you got nothing to tell me about him?" "No, no." "Connor, no way." "You gotta believe me." "And this has nothing to do with your brother Joe?" "You tell me right now, who is this fucking kid, huh?" "What's he doing here, and can I tear his nuts out without facing any backlash?" "#Oh, God, I don't know." "I don't." "I don't know anything." "#I just tried to get him to leave, save us all a bunch of trouble." "That sounds believable." "Heh heh." "So now I guess the only thing left to do is to make sure that you don't tell him anything else before I'm ready to deal with him." "#No, I w..." "I won't." "I swear it." "#Now, Carter, you know what a promise from your family means to me." "Gonna have ourselves a night hunt, boys!" "#Yeah!" "Yeah!" "Oww!" "#You know how this works, Carter." "So run." "#1, 2, 3, 4." "Ready or not, here we come." "You smell that?" "Oh, my God." "#Sorry." "You smell that, right, that reek?" "#Yeah." "Can you?" "We're downwind." "#An asthmatic with a head cold could smell it from here." "What are you doing out here?" "#They've killed someone." "I need to find out who." "Okay, you can look, but don't make a sound." "No way." "What are they eating?" "#His name was Carter," "Carter Wills." "We gotta go." "Now." "They were..." "#They were, all of 'em..." "Wolves, yeah." "Just like you." "...a star student, a gifted athlete, but no one suspected the insanity that lay within..." "#Great." "They're playing that crap now." "No, son." "We had it TiVoed." "Oh, Cayden, I am so sorry." "#I'm so sorry." "What are you sorry about?" "It's not your fault." "#No, son." "It's my fault." "Ah." "#This is your mother." "My mother?" "#Lucinda was my sister's girl." "What a beauty she was." "#We've been here a long time," "Werewolves of the Eastern Coast." "#We came here on the ships, first ships." "#'Course, there's not many of the old lines left." "Most of us paired up with the locals, thinning the breed, like this one here." "#Too beautiful to resist." "I'm not part of the pack, you see." "I just like men with chest hair." "There's two ways to become a wolf, Cayden." "#You can be born into it, like you, me, Angel and her sister," "or you can be infected with it, bitten by a purebred, but those, those will never have the power of a pureborn wolf." "They'll change, but it's weaker, diluted." "Now, Connory Slaughter, he is one of the last of the purebred wolves for miles." "All this really started when Lucinda caught his eye." "She was a town wolf, one of the last of the pure lines." "#In his eyes, she was made for him." "He came in the night and took her by force." "Lucinda got pregnant with you." "What?" "No." "John, what you're saying is that... that that asshole up in the hills is... is my father?" "By blood, he is, yeah." "When her father found out she was pregnant," "he threatened to kill her, so we faked Lucinda's death." "I hid her away in our cellar till she came to term." "We agreed that Connor must never find out about you, Cayden," "so I convinced Lucinda... to give you up for adoption." "#Brokenhearted, she let you go." "And she killed herself that September." "Once Lucinda was gone..." "Connor got worse." "#He formed a savage pack." "He bit them, changed 'em." "They moved up into those hills there to run and hunt and kill... spending less and less time in human form." "It gets into you, you see, the wild." "So, the deal was they'd live up there" "and none of us town wolves would interfere with them and we would both keep the secret from the outside." "But now..." "#ow Connor's getting older... and he's thinking about his legacy." "Meaning what, exactly?" "Now that she's come of age..." "Connor intends to have a son... with one of the last purebred wolves in town." "No." "#Yeah." "That's the deal." "When?" "#When he decides it's time." "And you're just gonna go along with it?" "I have to." "If I back out, if I try to leave, he'll murder John, Clara, my sister, everyone." "Jesus." "#Cayden, stop." "He doesn't care about the law." "#He doesn't care if he dies." "He'll butcher anyone that stands in his way." "#Is it what you want?" "What I want?" "#I want to move to a city, live my life, but this is the only way to protect the people that I love." "#If I give him a son, he'll let me go." "Then I'll be free." "#A son, like me, and then this whole thing goes on and on." "Yeah." "Well, it's been going on forever." "You shouldn't have come back here." "You're too good for this place." "Don't say that." "Why not?" "#Because..." "I..." "I killed my parents." "I don't remember it." "I just woke up, and they were dead, torn apart." "You know, my father, he was a world champion drunk, my dad." "He killed my mom one full moon." "He came home drunk, angry, and he just..." "When he came around and he found her, he cut his own throat." "Gail and I kicked it around for years." "Was it the wolf that killed our mom or the man?" "#Or just the booze?" "I don't know." "#But it always seemed to be in him somehow," "that potential for blind murder." "#The thing is it doesn't seem to be in you." "#Well, it is." "Moonlight, violence, I feel it." "I know." "I can feel it, too." "But that's our big question, right?" "#Is it a gift or a curse?" "So which is it?" "Come on." "I'll show you." "Seeing things the way we see them, the scents, the sounds... this bond with nature..." "Mama always said it was a power and a gift." "There, you feel that?" "#Cayden?" "So then, what do we do, let the beast run wild, let it kill whoever gets in our way?" "#Of course not." "We use it, learn to control it." "#And we'd only ever kill anyone who threatens the ones we love." "That's really hot." "Angel, that's, uh..." "#that's not a good idea." "Really?" "#'Cause it seems like a pretty good idea." "It's been a long, long time since..." "What?" "#Wait." "Not..." "Never?" "#Well, no, not never, exactly, just rarely without... incident." "I see." "#You're afraid the excitement, the adrenaline might make you change." "Yeah, that's right." "#Okay?" "Okay." "#So what?" "I mean, if anything were to happen, that's how I'd want it." "Yeah." "Hello in the barn!" "#Hello?" "Just a sec." "Hey, John." "#Hey yourself." "How's things?" "#Good, yeah." "Yeah." "Good." "#Very, very, very good." "Yeah?" "I think we're all..." "#think we're all pretty good." "Good." "And, uh, where's Angel?" "#Has she gone home?" "Uh, no." "Up here." "#Ah." "Hey, John..." "Yeah?" "#Do you think Clara might have a... a blouse or something I can borrow?" "#Well, we'll see." "Clara, take off your shirt!" "Larson, just a matter of defending ourselves." "#It's suicide." "We can't fight..." "We gotta do it now." "You know what they left of my little brother?" "Well..." "Here's your coffee, gentlemen." "Ah, here he is." "#Cayden, these are the town wolves." "This is all that's left of the old lines." "#And, everyone, this... is Lucinda's boy." "#I knew I knew that scent!" "I knew it the first time I saw him." "Didn't I say it?" "We all said it, Gail." "#I said it first." "Now, this is, uh, Larson Wills." "He would be your second cousin, I guess." "#Yeah." "Nice to meet you, kid." "#You know, my little brother Carter, he was your cousin, too." "#Now he's yesterday's dinner." "I'm sorry." "I didn't plan for any of this to happen." "Hear that, everybody?" "#He didn't come here to kick the hornets' nest." "It just got kicked." "#Cayden came back here because he belongs here." "We all get to pay the price for it, Clara." "#And this is Mayor Robinson." "He's an optimist." "#I'm a realist." "Connor is getting paranoid." "#If he thinks this kid has come here to... interfere with Angelina, then he and his pack are gonna come down from those hills, and they'll kill him, and then they're gonna kill us for trying to hide him." "#Maybe they won't." "Are you nuts?" "#This close to the full moon?" "Shit, even I can barely keep from freaking out." "#When is the full moon?" "Tomorrow night." "#Halloween." "Jesus." "#Well, hey, what's more Halloween than getting eaten by a wolfman?" "God, lighten up." "Listen, he's getting crazier and crazier." "#We got one option." "Give him Angelina, and give him the kid." "#You're a real hero, Larson Wills." "At least Angel survives." "Don't you get that?" "#They're your own flesh and blood!" "No!" "This is my flesh and blood." "All right, all right." "Calm down, Larson." "#Just calm down here." "Now, uh, we like to pretend" "that we have got an uneasy peace with Connor and his pack up there." "Sometimes some livestock goes missing." "Sometimes a child goes missing... but there's not one of us who can't follow that scent." "There's not one of us who doesn't know where that child's gone." "Yes, John, it happens." "#But it's not fear that stops us from doing anything about it, it's practicality." "Those guys up there are wolves all the time." "Hell, John, some of us ain't even changed in years." "I can't even barely grow my sideburns anymore." "It's just a little fuzz." "#He's the youngest and the strongest." "Connor kills him, he'll have no more reason to come after us." "And then what?" "Then we just give him Angelina?" "#That was the deal we made." "The deal I made." "#Well, I didn't." "Stay in your homes tonight, and lock your doors." "#I'll take care of this." "No, son." "Don't do it." "He'll kill you." "#Maybe." "No!" "Cayden!" "#I mean he'll kill you." "Maybe I can take him with me." "#No!" "John, please." "You gotta stop him." "#How?" "Look, Tollerman and the others broke the pact, brought the kid in from the outside." "#What are we gonna do about it?" "The kid has to go." "They're not gonna give him up without a good fight." "Tollerman won't allow it." "#So if he won't come to us, then we'll have to go and take him." "#Yeah, okay." "Or I could just come to you." "You must be insane, boy." "Maybe." "#Could be hereditary." "Tell me something, kid." "Did the Synod send you up here?" "#What the heck is a Synod?" "You really don't know shit, do you?" "#I know about Lucinda." "I know you took her by force." "#You watch your mouth, boy." "Before you all try to kill me, I'm just here to tell you something, Connor." "Lucinda Wills was my mother." "That's not possible." "Lucinda died before she gave birth." "#That's what Tollerman told you." "The truth is she committed suicide a few days after I was born." "Is that right?" "I'm gonna give you the same chance I give everyone." "#Run." "No." "You can either leave this town alone and let Angelina go..." "Or?" "You'll force me to stop you." "Okay, then." "Kill him." "#Come on, then!" "Check that way." "Okay then." "Who's next?" "I'm pretty sure it's you, kid." "Oh, God." "They're killing him!" "#No." "Angel!" "Angel!" "You can't help him!" "Boy." "#Animal!" "Cayden." "It was Cayden." "#Wolves, just like you." "Lucinda got pregnant." "#She let you go." "Lucinda died before she gave birth." "#She killed herself that September." "He's a monster." "#At least Angel survives." "Don't you get that?" "They're your own flesh and blood." "#I'll give you the same chance I give everyone." "How do you think I got so pretty?" "#Run." "Oh, yeah." "#This doesn't look good." "Losing your life force, you can't even hold your true form." "Wild Joe?" "Get up, you little sucker." "Get up." "#It's over." "Get up!" "#Get up!" "Get up!" "Get up." "Oh, my God." "John!" "John!" "I was trying not to kill them." "#That was a mistake." "It's life or death out here." "I..." "I need a hospital" "or a vet or something." "You don't need a hospital." "#You need to change." "You have to get out and run." "#I can't." "It's too painful." "Trust us." "#You have to change." "If you don't, son, you ain't gonna make it." "Just try." "Jesus!" "I can't." "#I can't." "It's okay." "It's okay." "Okay, you need to run." "#Oh, my God." "Angel, that's not gonna happen right now." "#You have to, okay?" "It's the only way." "#Trust me." "Go." "Oh, God." "#It's okay." "It's okay." "It's okay." "Jesus." "Aah!" "What's the word, Kino?" "All the guys are pretty messed up, slashes, broken bones." "Get them up and running." "They'll feel better." "Well, the rest of us don't heal like you do, like he does." "#That's if he survived the fall." "So, you think it's true?" "You think the kid is your son?" "I can't beat them." "#There's way too many." "If I go back up there, they'll kill me." "You should go, save yourself." "You think I could do that?" "#No." "I have to beat them, all of them." "#Otherwise, John, Clara, you, the whole town will never be safe." "#I know there's got to be a way." "I just can't think of it." "#I'm sorry I got you into all this shit." "What?" "Don't be." "#It's not your fault." "I got myself into all this shit." "Come on." "Whoa!" "#What is that horrible stench?" "Oh, excuse me, my dear." "#That is my personal collection of genuine," "A1, organic, fully recycled ovine detritus," "and it is extremely good for the soil." "And extremely explosive, right?" "#d Yeah d I'll be glad when you're dead d You rascal, you d I'll be glad when you're dead" "d You rascal, you d When you're dead and in your grave d No more women will you crave d I'll be glad when you're dead d You rascal, you" "Okay, hand me the next one." "Yeah." "What are the shotgun shells for?" "#Trigger." "Take a keen eye, though." "#Oh, keenest eye in the northeast, son." "You know, it's gonna wreak havoc on your land, John." "Well, better my land than your lives." "I'm gonna set up inside." "I'm going up there with you." "No." "If anything happens to you, all of this was for nothing." "Run home." "Pack your bags." "#When all this is over, meet me at the motel at the bottom of the hill." "#Then we'll leave." "We'll be free." "Clara!" "#Angel!" "Maybe someone noticed something back in town." "Maybe they'll send somebody for help." "#When they grabbed me," "I didn't see a single person left." "It's like all the normal ones left town, like they knew." "#She's right." "They knew." "John Tollerman." "Ladies." "Can't thank you enough for coming to my big night." "Well, it seems like we couldn't stay away." "#Yeah." "Tell me something, John." "#Where's the kid?" "The kid's dead." "#We buried him where he fell." "I guess lies come easy after 20 years of 'em, right?" "It's no lie." "#He was your son, and you killed him." "Bullshit, John." "If he were my son, that would mean you'd hidden Lucinda away from me, hey, lied to me for more than 20 years, and you'd have to know how you'd suffer for that." "You think I'm afraid of dying?" "#It's not the dying, John." "It's what comes first." "Oh, yeah!" "Uh-oh." "Oh, shit." "#It's the big moment." "Can you believe I'm a little bit nervous?" "#You ought to be." "Okay, John." "Oh, my God." "#What have they done to her, John?" "She's been drugged." "#Don't worry, Angel." "This'll all be over by midnight, assuming you whelp me a boy." "Hey, I'm doing this for you, Angel." "I'm doing this for all of us." "This sucks." "#We're missing the whole party." "Hey, if Connor says he'll show, he'll show, and then we kill him." "#And then we'll party." "Huh?" "Did you hear that?" "Connor..." "Friends, been a long time coming, this night, and what a thing, having my badass pack here to see it." "#Connor!" "And I want to thank Angel here for just making me the happiest wolf in the woods." "Oh, shit." "It's like we're mated already." "Well, best get on with it, eh?" "Connory Slaughter..." "Yes!" "#Alpha dog... leader of the pack, do you take this bitch for... well, tonight, basically?" "#I do." "Angelina Timmins, owner of the only bar in town... do you take..." "#Uh, Deke... she does." "All right." "Well, uh, it's the big moment, so if you'll excuse us, you guys enjoy yourselves, and we'll be back in, let's say, 20 minutes." "Oh, hell, make it 40." "Unless, of course, anyone's got any objections." "Doesn't count, Gail." "#All right, then." "Let's do it." "I have an objection!" "Didn't I tell you?" "#Didn't I warn you to leave these people alone?" "Well, they're my pack, boy." "#They do what I tell 'em." "This isn't a pack." "#Wolves don't terrorize towns or kidnap innocents or brutalize women." "#You're barely wolves at all!" "Okay, then, boys, let's show him what we really are!" "Hey!" "You traitorous bitch!" "Go, John!" "Save him!" "Okay, here we go." "Listen to me, all of you!" "Turn back, and survive!" "Stay... and I'll kill you all." "Bring him to me now." "What in the hell?" "Find him, Kino!" "#Bring me his head!" "We gotta be smart about this!" "#We got..." "You can't hide from me, boy." "Go, John, now!" "Ah, my poor barn." "Holy shit." "This is my town, you little bastard!" "You did this to me!" "You made me the monster I am!" "Not monster enough, apparently." "I guess you really did have some fight in you, kid." "Come on." "Goodbye, Connory Slaughter." "No!" "You've done hideous things in your life," "and you deserve to die." "You're right." "#But you should know..." "I never took Lucinda by force." "I loved her, and she loved me." "When her father found out she was pregnant, he threatened to kill her, so I took the fall for it." "They took the woman that I loved away from me... and I just... became the monster they said I always was." "Well, I tell you, boys," "being here to witness this happy homecoming warms the cockles of my heart, makes all my trouble worthwhile." "#Wahoo!" "I knew it." "Joe Wills." "#All these years later, hey, it's Connory Slaughter beaten, on his knees." "See that eye of yours never healed, did it?" "Nope." "Just a one-eyed Jack with the gimpy limp so I'd never forget what you did to me." "#You know what your old man told me when he exiled me from this town?" "He said that I was too wild, too brutal." "#Swore I'd come back and kill you." "He just laughed at me." "But the kid was the key." "#You never knew he existed." "You never heard the stories." "#But my little brother Carter, he told me, he told me all about it." "Why don't you just turn around and crawl right out of town?" "You think I went to all this trouble tracking your offspring down, bringing him here, killing his parents just to walk away, just to let you live?" "#You did what?" "What?" "#Oh, yeah," "I killed your folks, and I kind of made the cops think it was you." "Why?" "!" "#Why?" "To get you to grow up, to bring you here, to put him in this exact situation!" "You son of a bitch!" "Ah, forget it." "You're too beat up to fight me now, I mean, the both of youse." "I'd beat you with one hand tied behind my back." "This is my day!" "Oh, baby, I've earned it." "Hey, Joe..." "Yeah." "#You know your brother Carter?" "He's my favorite." "#I had him for dinner two days ago." "Ah, sweet dreams, Connor." "I'll kill you, Joe!" "Kill me?" "#You're my trained dog, boy." "I've been waiting for this for a long time." "You were never too wild for this town, Joe." "Just too crazy." "#Ah, damn." "Ah..." "#help me, kid." "Huh?" "#No?" "Ever been shot in the shoulder?" "#It's like getting kicked in the Jimmy, but it's the shoulder." "#So, are you gonna kill me now, too, huh?" "Before you do, give you an interesting little tidbit." "#Wolves, real wolves, they only kill for food or defense." "Well, I'm not a wolf, Joe." "I'm a human being." "#That's my point, son." "They're all calling you a murderer, a cold-blooded killer." "It's not true." "It's not what you are." "#I've killed tonight, because of you." "#No, kid." "Because you had to." "#It was Connor." "It's always been Connor." "#He made us this way." "He did it to all of us." "Well, Connor's dead now, Joe." "That's right." "#I killed the monster that made you, boy... so we're all paid up." "We're even." "#Even?" "Yeah." "Is that what we are?" "You know..." "I guess it's true." "I never have killed anyone in cold blood." "But life is... complicated." "And you ate my fucking parents." "All right, boy!" "#Come on!" "Show me what you got!" "What I've got, Joe?" "Yeah." "Fu..." "Hey." "#Hey." "There." "#That should fertilize the soybeans." "And no one need ever know." "So who's up for some breakfast?" "John, I gotta go." "#So soon?" "Well, you, uh... you got a home here now, you know." "Nah, I..." "I know, and we'll be back." "It's just that..." "It's..." "It's me, John." "#I need to get away from here, for a while, anyway." "#Well... you got something you'd better take with you, then." "Now, uh, this, this is a very rare piece." "It..." "It traces all the old lines all the way back, so you keep it safe." "So many." "#Yeah." "Yeah." "#John, I..." "I can't take this from you." "This is..." "#Oh, you keep that with you." "That'll come in handy." "Wherever you go, you look for those names." "It'll give you a heads-up." "Well, thank you, Clara." "You take care." "Yeah." "Thanks for everything..." "#Yeah." "Uncle John." "#Yeah." "d Come on, come on now" "d With time slipping away" "d Yeah d I can't say what I'll do" "Whoo!" "#d You've got nothing to say d Oh, Lord, no d Well, I'll tell you who's who d Oh, yeah d 'Cause I'm the big bad wolf d What you say?" "d I'm the big bad wolf d What you say?" "d I'm the big bad wolf d Blowing down your neighborhood d What you say?" "#d I said a-whoo d Oh, yeah, now d A-whoo d What you say?" "d I said d You got to seize up your day d Yeah d Make the most out of you d Oh, you got to make the most d Watch your knees when you pray d Yeah d If you flex with my crew d Oh, you know why?" "d 'Cause they're the big bad wolves d What you say?" "d They're the big bad wolves d What you say?" "d They're the big bad wolves d Blowing down your neighborhood d What you say?" "#d I said a-whoo d Oh, yeah, now d A-whoo d What you say?" "d What you say?" "#d We're the big bad wolves d What you say?" "#d We're the big bad wolves d What you say?" "#d We're the big bad wolves d What you say?" "#d Ah, the big bad wolves d What you say?" "#d Said now d What you say?" "#d Big bad wolves d What you say?" "#d I said it now d What you say?" "#d All right now d What you say?" "#d Ahh d Whoo d A-whoo d Oh, yeah, yeah"