"What did you see, boy?" "Oh, my God!" "No!" "No!" "Aargh!" "Aaargh!" "Close the window, Ray, it's freezing." "And take off that ridiculous mask!" "I can't help it, babe." "You bring out the monster in me." "Keep your eyes on the road." "I told you before, keep your eyes on the road." "What movie you going as again?" "Sheena, Queen Of The Jungle." " Never heard of it." " I'm not surprised." "It's got a body count of zero and nobody goes around in a dumb mask hacking people to death." "You don't like my costume?" "Cool, I'll go with plan B." "Do you like this one better?" "Ha ha ha!" "Do you wanna see something really scary?" "Ha ha!" "Look out!" "Karen?" "Oh, jeez." "Karen?" "Babe?" "Karen?" "Karen?" "Ah." "Karen?" "Jesus." "Is that all you think about?" "What if I was really hurt?" "Damn it, Karen, I was just checking for your pulse." "Yeah, right." "Just stay here a sec." "Oh, man." "Hey." "MacDonald's farm!" "Ray, I'd like to get to the club some time before dawn." "Be right back." "Fuck." "Fucking scarecrow." "Ray!" "How many beers did you have, Ray?" "Raymond!" "Ray." "Aargh!" "That was not funny." "Ray?" "Ha ha ha!" " Enough, get in the car!" " Come on, Karen!" "It's a retractable blade, you can't hurt yourself." "Ah!" "Oh." "Somebody, please help!" "Help!" "Hello?" "No!" "Please, please." "No, no, no, please, please." "No, please." "No!" "Hello, hello!" "Hello!" "Fuck off!" "Oh!" "Hey, man!" "You're missing your cue." "Oh, no, man, I'm right on it." "Hello!" " Hey, come on!" " He's coming!" " Kill 'em, baby." " They're as good as dead." " I couldn't even hear myself sing!" " I could, and you sucked!" " Anyone seen Jack?" " It's over here, man." " Pervert!" " Ow." " What a bunch of zombies!" " Are you talking about us?" " The audience." " Jack, there you are, buddy." "Hey, guys, great gig!" "Really good." "Yeah, Rod, nice work." "But next time, could you join us for the entire set?" "I was warming up, OK?" "Do you think we're your back-up band?" " Get off his case, sweetie." " Where are you from?" "Groupies "R" Us?" " Fuck you!" " Fuck me?" "Fuck you!" "Hey, time out!" "You remember that fella from Hectic Records?" " He picked tonight to watch our set." " Oh, fuckin'..." "He liked it enough to give us our own showcase audition, one week from now." " That's what I'm talking about!" "Which means that we have one week to start acting like a professional band." "If you need lessons, feel free to talk to me." " I'll teach you a lesson!" " Oh, Jeez, OK!" "Joseph MacDonald?" " Edith's dead." " Who?" "Your aunt." "That there's from your Pa and..." "Funeral's tomorrow afternoon." "At the farm." "Oh." "He also asked me to give you this." "I'm just gonna set it down right here." "Farm?" "All right, my main man." "Mr Sexual Healing himself, Marvin Gaye!" "Easy." "Gunshot, patricide." "Next!" "Kurt Cobain!" " Shotgun, suicide." "Next." " No, lan, did you say "patricide"?" "Yeah, Marvin's old man gunned him down." "No, that's not patricide." "Patricide is when you gun down your old man." "OK, minor technical detail." "Fratricide." "No, no, no." "Wrong again, all right?" "Fratricide is when you gun down your brother." "You're wrong, I'm right, so it's my turn." " Mama Cass." " Asphyxiation." "Dumb broad died choking on a ham sandwich." " Bzzzt." "Wrong answer." " Chicken sandwich?" " Bzzzt." "Wrong answer again!" " Who cares what kind of sandwich!" "Mama Cass died of a heart attack." "Urban legend, ham sandwich." "Game over." "So how come you never told me you grew up on a farm?" "There's not much to tell." "My mom took me away when I was a boy." "Something about that farm we couldn't agree on." " What?" " My father." "Huh?" "150 bucks?" "Are you crazy?" "Hey, never criticise a man until you walked a mile in his shoes." "Then you can criticise him, cos you're a mile away and you got his fuckin' shoes!" "Talking of which - hey, Carl, are we there yet?" "Yo, lan." "Like I know!" "Mac, any of this look familiar to you?" "Vaguely?" "Open the door, already!" "Daddy's gotta pee!" "Oh, wow." "I'm ready to pick a little cotton for master, y'all." " Got something against farm people?" " No." "Besides the fact that they lynched my ancestors, smell like cow shit, have sex with their cousins, invented country music, and they have two first names, like Bobby Joe, Billy Jean." " God." " Oh, man, my hay fever." " That is so nasty!" "Jesus!" "Takes them a full 30 seconds to realise they ain't got a head." "Chickens." "Name's Billy Bob." "Glad you could make it." "Fuck off." "Note to self - farming not a career option." "Your pa's waiting for you up at the house." "How did he know I'd come?" "It's a real pity about your aunt." "Yeah." "Thanks." "Yo, where you going with the homecoming queen, son?" " I'd watch my step if I were you, boy." " Oh, yeah?" "Why's that?" "Cos you're standing in horse shit." "Oh, fuck off, God damn it!" "All over my brand-new kegs, goddamn!" "Hey, Candy, go get me a Kleenex or somethin'." "Fuck all y'all, bastards." "None of your parents were married, you bitches." "Perfect." "No signal." "You need a wider lens for that." " Ah, you're jealous." " Dream on." "Hold it right there." "Don't move!" "Now turn around slowly, boy." "You got a lot of nerve, intruding on a man's grief." "I bet I could pull this trigger right now and call it justifiable homicide." "Now, who are you?" "You know who I am, you invited me." "I'm your son, Lorene's son." "Ain't nobody mentioned that name on this farm in fifteen years." "My boy was taken from me." "Far as I'm concerned he's dead." "Now I'm not gonna ask you again - who are you?" "I'm Joseph MacDonald." "Joseph MacDonald." "That's right, boy." "And don't you ever forget it." "I was just yanking your chain." "Well, come here, boy." "Come on." "How 'bout a hug?" "Oh, look at you!" "You're the spitting image of your grandpa!" "God rest his soul, if he could only see you now!" "I'm just here for the funeral." "That's all." "She... just broke her heart that you never visited." "But I always said you'd come back." "I'll be gone again tomorrow." "Guess it's her time to go." "Can't argue when the good Lord calls you home." " How was she called?" " Pardon?" "Aunt Edith, h-how did she die?" "Natural causes." "Lord, bestow your blessing on this worthless band of sinners." ""To everything there is a season" ""and a time to every purpose under the heaven." ""A time to be born and a time to die." ""A time to plant and a time to reap." ""A time to kill and a time to heal."" "Shit, I hope my funeral has a bigger turnout." ""A time to keep silence and a time to speak." " "A time of war and a time of peace..."" " The devil has returned." " Pardon me?" " Jethro, you look just like him." "You're not welcome here, Jesse." "I've come to warn them." "I want you off my land." "Keep reading, Reverend." ""A time to love and a time to hate."" "It's started again, the harvest of blood." "I know, I can feel it." "Your father's legacy of evil." "My daddy's dead." "You and the others took care of that." "Yes, and burning for his sins!" ""A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing."" "You will join him - in hell!" "Get out of here, or so help me God!" "Holy shit!" "Jeremiah, no!" "Jeremiah!" "No!" ""The sins of the fathers" ""shall be visited upon the children's children!"" ""And the sword..." ""shall be made drunk with their blood."" "I commit Edith MacDonald to the blessed soil of the land she loved and cherished." "Amen." "Thanks for coming, Gene." "Sorry about what happened." "I just got upset and I guess I got carried away." "No problem." "Do me a favour, keep an eye on those kids." "We don't want no pot-smoking musicians spoiling things around here." "Don't worry, it's all under control." " You working on any cases?" " No, it's dead quiet." "Don't fear the reaper!" " Now say you're sorry!" " I'm sorry!" " Jesus!" " You motherfucker!" "So, what's for dinner?" "Best moonshine in the county." "I make it myself." "Edith used to say, the two toughest things to swallow are pride and moonshine." "I can think of a third." "So, um, how do you make this stuff?" "Well, I could tell you." "But then I'd have to cut your throat and gut you like a pig." "Just yanking your chain." "Old family secret." "Some things are better kept that way, right, son?" "Je..." "Sir, this is a truly wonderful meal." "Thank you." " To Edith." " To Edith." "May she rest in peace." "And to my son." "The last of the MacDonalds who's finally been called home." " To me." " To Mac!" " And..." " The farm!" "Good, little lady!" "The farm!" "To old MacDonald's farm!" " Are you OK?" " Yeah." "Excuse me." "Mac, man, what did I say?" "I was just kinda goofing around." "You just reminded him of Jethro." "Who's Jethro?" " Jethro MacDonald." " My grandfather." "Scared most people in this county half to death." "Kids used to call him Crazy Old MacDonald." "He's not still around, is he?" "Er, died about 14 years ago in a fire." " Burned to death." " Holy smoke." "So what did he do that scared people?" "Er..." "Why don't you ask Mac?" "It's his granddaddy." " I don't remember." " Was he some kind of axe murderer?" "Why don't you ask him yourself?" "He's sitting right behind you, on the mantel." "My daddy... was a man of vision." "People always fear what they don't understand." "He lived for this land... and he died for it." "Rest in peace, Daddy." "I was just yanking your chains." "Jethro's buried up on the hill with the rest of the family." "That old barn, after the fire I rebuilt it nail by nail, just like your granddaddy would have wanted." "Why did you put me up here?" "This used to be his room." "You ain't afraid of ghosts, are you?" "Should I be?" "Thought you might want these." "Just so you know, after your mama took you away, I did write to you." "She sent every one of them back." "I'm not the monster you think I am." "Tell that to the lady you almost killed with a shovel." "Jesse?" "Don't pay her no mind, she's just crazy." "You could have killed her." "I lost my temper and I'm sorry, OK?" "Jesse hasn't been right in her mind since her husband passed away." "Wasn't much right before that, neither." "She was talking about a harvest of blood." "Old slave superstition." "Sprinkle a little blood on the crops, get a better harvest." " Blood?" " Chicken blood." "Don't you worry about Jesse." "You get some sleep." "I'll see you in the morning." "Man!" "Wonder why a brother's gotta sleep on the couch?" "When I'm famous, I'm gonna forget all these motherfuckers." "What the fuck is...?" "Mmm." "I could get used to life on a farm." "Oh, no, not again." "Mm-hm." "You only live once!" "Man, that must have been the weirdest funeral I've ever seen." "If you ask me, old MacDonald belongs on a funny farm." "That's funny." "What's wrong?" "I don't know." "This used to be Jethro's room - the attic." "You're kidding." "Really?" "I wasn't allowed in here when I was a kid." " That turns me on even more." " Oh, yeah?" "Think of it as a threesome." "You, me and Jethro." "What?" "I don't know." "Fine." "Forget it then." "No." "Come on, man." "...chicken." "Come on, baby." "It's a farm, Keith." "You're not supposed to shoot the rooster." "He started it." "Where is Mac?" "His bed hasn't been slept in." "What?" "You mean I slept on that fucking couch for nothing?" " I guess so." " See, that's not cool." "Yeah, fucker, I got you now, bitch." "What the hell are you doing out here?" "We're almost ready." "Oh." "I, er, I heard something." "I came down here last night." "I must have fallen asleep." " Where is everybody?" " Getting ready." "And Keith's about to use the rooster for target practice." " What's wrong?" " Nothing." "Wanna talk about it?" "You didn't seem too interested last night." "It's strange." "I feel my old self coming back." "So can I." "Morning, Jeremiah." "Morning." "Well, better get a move on." "I won't be able to guarantee the safety of that MacDonald cock much longer." "Women." "Can't live with them, can't shoot them without good cause." "All right, Bubba." "Good luck on that reading thing." "All right." "Cool." "That's fine." " Gonna miss you, boy." " You gonna miss my ass, Bubba Gump." "Let me guess." "We're going on a long trip." "Not according to these." "Well..." "You'll be back." "You're a MacDonald." "It's in your blood." "Civilisation, here I come!" " Here we go, kids!" " Just drive!" "Look!" "Somebody's gonna get lucky." "Out of my face, bitch!" "Slut!" "Sweetie, I don't think you're a slut, you're nice." "Could you just...?" "Hey, Carl, what the fuck's happening?" "Like he would know." "I can't believe this shit." "Candy, get your ass off the bus." "Go ahead, sweetie." "Go ahead." "I checked it before we came, man." "I don't know what's wrong with it." "You don't know what's wrong, but I know what's right." "Get some help." " Be serious." " I'm serious!" "Better get to steppin'!" " Move!" " Punk-ass!" " You think we can push it?" " Your Herculean ass can push it." "Shake it, butt-breath!" "I wouldn't be out here if it wasn't for your dead-ass auntie." "Somebody get her some water." "Hey!" "Woo-hoo!" "Long time no see." "OK, everybody." "Listen up." "I just talked to Orwell down at the garage." "She says getting an injector pump for your bus shouldn't be a problem." " Could take a little while, though." " Wait a minute, what's a little while?" "Oh, two, maybe three days." "What?" "I'm stuck here in Redneck River Valley without a ride?" "The Lord works in mysterious ways." " I have to get back to my job!" " Someone employs her?" "I happen to be a professional." " Which street corner?" " Hey!" "Hey." "She's a... um..." " Tarot card reader." " Yeah." "In a shopping mall, OK?" " What about our showcase?" " Yeah." "If you're looking to practise, you can set up in the barn." "OK, everybody, shift your pretty little asses." "We're moving the bus." "As long as you're staying, you mind giving me a hand?" " Carl, go help my dad." " Actually, I was talking to you." "I could use your help." "So... just the two of us." "Save it, ass-wipe." "Get the shit in the barn." "OK." "$100 says you can't hit one." "My mama says I can hit all three." "Watch." " Who da man!" " Bring it on!" "It's the sights, man." "The sights are off." "You want me to move them a little closer for you?" "You think you can do better, Bobby Joe or whatever your name is?" "Go ahead." "Bring your country ass up here." "There you go." "Step up to the mike, go ahead." "Woo-hoo-hoo!" "Yeah!" "Wow." "That's nice." "I prefer a shotgun myself." "Comes in much more handy on a farm." "But I guess your kind wouldn't know too much about that." "My kind?" "What do you mean, black people?" "Musicians." "That's what I thought." " Feels good, don't it?" " Yeah." "Land - a man's born on it, a man's buried on it." "In between, you just gotta do what you gotta do to take care of it." "Just what I said this farm needs." "A little new blood." "Ergh!" "Yah!" "I like that." "Hold it." "Aren't you forgetting something, Rod?" " Like what?" " Your guitar break?" " It's right after the third verse." " Second verse." "What's the difference?" "Second verse, third verse?" "It's rock'n'roll, it isn't carved in stone." "What's the difference?" "You're screwing up the song." "I'm screwing up the song?" "You've been two beats behind since we kicked it off." "Fuck you, man!" "What are you talking about?" "He's right." "You were behind." "Next you're gonna tell me I ain't got no rhythm." " Yo, Billy Bob, was I two beats behind?" " Nope." " See?" " You figure it out." "I gotta take a break." "What?" "So you gotta feed the cows and the chickens?" "Excuse me." "You were a beat and a quarter behind." "I'm getting musical notes from Sling Blade?" "All right." "Bring your banjo over here and show me what you can do." "I ain't never played no banjo in my life before." "But..." " Do you mind?" " No, do your thing." "I don't sing but I do play a little organ in church on Sundays." "You wanna tell me what's going on?" "You wouldn't understand." "Really." "Now we have a communication problem." "Whatever." "If you wanna bail on me, that's fine." "But not the band, we've worked too fucking hard." "The sooner we get off this farm, the better." "Ow." "Fucking shit." "Fuck." "Fucking cock-sucking son of a fucking..." "Ow, ow, ow." "Yeah, and Mac's acting really weird." "Hey." "Hey!" "Did any of you take my shoes?" "I'm asking you if you took my shoes!" "No!" "Fuck, that's what I thought." "Fucking ow!" "What's got stuck up his butt?" "This is fucking hilarious." "This is country humour, huh?" "Look." "Joke's on me, Billy Bob." "But the joke's over now, so just give me my shoes, all right?" "Come on." "What the hell you talking about?" "You must be out of your goddamn mind." "Listen to me!" "I am through fucking around with you, you hear me?" "Now give me my goddamn shoes!" "You think I stole your fancy shoes?" " I wouldn't be caught dead in them." " You motherfucker!" "I'm gonna count to three, you goat-licking motherfucker." "And there ain't gonna be no four, you hear me!" "One, two..." "How the fuck do you like it?" "You like the gun pointed at your face?" "Fuck you!" "Fuck all of you." "I did not come here to kick it with the cows and the fucking roosters, Mac, drink moonshine with Johnny-fucking-Cash, Junior and Senior." " Is that right?" " Yes, that's right." "You can kiss my city ass goodbye cos I don't ever wanna see you again." "You're just as crazy as the rest of 'em, MacDonald." "Now you're talking about my family." "You know what, man?" "I always thought I was your family." "I don't even know you any more, man." "Go ahead, shoot me." " You can't leave." " You can't take Billy Bob's bike." "What about everything we're working for?" "Come on, Keith, man!" "We're in this together." "We're this close!" "Keith!" "Well, there goes our record deal." "Motherfucker!" "Bet you think this shit is funny, Billy Bob." "Inbred motherfucker." "Goddamn, I hate the country." "You should have asked the Wizard for some brains, asshole." "Oh, yeah?" "Fuck!" "Oh, fuck!" "Fuck you!" "You any good with those?" "Shuffle." "Hm." "You have a strong, unfulfilled desire." "Yeah." "To get the hell off this farm." "No." "This is something spiritual." "An ambition." "The band?" "Me?" "Hm." "The Ten of Swords." "So let me get this straight." "We're talking about manure." "The ancient Aztecs knew how powerful this stuff really is." "Cow shit." "Are you sure the Aztecs even had cows?" "Manure is the very essence of what we eat and who we are." "Matter of fact, you're even smoking some of it right now." "Are you crazy?" "No, man." "I sprinkled a pinch of manure in there just before I rolled it." "Aha!" "The Lovers." "Not lately." "That's the opposing card." "What lies ahead, you'll have to confront." "The Devil." "So what is this thing?" "This, my friend..." "This is the most vicious farm machine known to man." "A thresher." "So what does it do?" "It threshes." "Look at these blades." "Go ahead, feel for yourself." "You're full of shit." " Fuck!" " Fuck." " You boys all right?" " What the hell are you doing?" "My job." "I always move the thresher to the south field before sunrise." " You could have killed us." " Didn't see you there." "God damn it, what is that smell?" "Smells like, um..." "Manure." "Come on, let's get back to the house." "Asshole." "Gene." "Jeremiah." "Missed you at church this morning." "Ain't gonna arrest me for it, are you?" "Hell, no." "But you missed a good sermon." "Can't hide a wicked heart from the eyes of the Lord." " Sounds familiar." " Book of Jeremiah." " You here on official business?" " Sure am." "Couple of kids disappeared last week on their way to a concert." "Parents think something might have happened." "Take a look." "Maybe you seen them before." "Oh, yeah." "These two." "Buried 'em myself, over near the cornfield last week." "I'm just yanking your chain." "Never saw 'em before in my life." "You know kids." "Probably smashed up Daddy's car and too afraid to go home." "Yeah." "Could be." "Thought they were only staying the night." "Bus broke down." " Where's the black fella?" " He got axed from the band." "Huh." "Listen, I got a little surprise for you, if you're interested." "Hop in." "Should we be here, dude?" "Metaphysical question, man." "You gotta bring that daughter of yours round more often." "Yeah, I'll do that." "You know, one of these days I'll have to shut down that still of yours." "Yeah?" "Well, why don't you keep these as evidence in the meantime?" " Take care." " You bet, Gene." "Bring that girl." "Damn, that's good!" "Carl?" " Hey." " Hey." "So, do you wanna tell me what's with all the cloak-and-dagger shit?" "There's something weird going on here, Suzie." " No kidding." " I'm serious." "Listen to me." "I had a good look at that injector pump and it's clearly been messed with." "Wear and tear didn't cause that breakdown." "You're saying someone's trying to keep us on the farm?" "Not someone" " Mac." " Why would he do that?" " He's been acting so weird." "He doesn't want us to leave." "Suzie, face it." "The only axe he's picked up since he got here is a real one." "He doesn't give a damn about the band any more, or about you." "You deserve better." "You know?" "Thanks, Carl." "I never told you this but when I watch you... up on stage, performing, something happens to me." "Something..." "Sorry." "Damn it, Carl, you're taping me again?" "What is with you?" "You fucking... oh." "Freak!" "Suzie, wait!" "I didn't even know it was on." "Suzie, wait." "Oh, man." "Note to self - asshole." "An axe!" "Wait a minute." "What's that?" "Do you hear that?" "Hey, Suze!" " Where have you guys been?" " Us?" "We've been moonlighting." " Moonshining." " Harvest moonshining!" " So where's Mac?" " Who knows?" "Just like a man, never around when you need him." "We're here." "Huh?" "... and at that point, she went down on me." " Uh!" " Shit." " Carl, probably playing with himself." "My solo definitely sounds better in the second verse." "He's right." "Nice guitar break." "He should turn that down." "Jeremiah's gonna kill him." "Wooo!" "Woo!" "Hey, Carl, turn the music down!" "Thank you!" "I can't believe this." " What the fuck happened here?" " Someone had a little party." "A party?" "Jesus!" "Somebody Jimi-Hendrixed my axe!" " I guess it was Carl." " What?" "Carl did this?" "Last night." "He tried to get it on with me and..." "And this is how he deals with it." "Trashing our stuff!" "If I find him, he's a dead man." "Damn right you are." " You gotta tell Mac." " Why bother?" "Come to pick out a plot for yourself?" "Most people say Jethro shouldn't have been buried up here, with the rest of the MacDonalds." " What's that supposed to mean?" " Hell, he's your granddaddy." "You know what he did." "Or maybe you don't." "Or maybe you just don't wanna remember." "Why do you think your mama took you away from this place?" "What do you know about the harvest of blood?" " It was chicken blood on the crops." " Chicken blood?" "Who told you it was chicken blood?" "Sheriff says a couple of kids are missing." "No one's seen Jesse for days." "You ask me, someone's carrying on that old MacDonald tradition." "Harvest should be pretty good soon." "Wait a second." "Carl?" "Oh, my God!" "It's time we had a talk about my grandfather." "This irrigation system, your granddaddy built it himself, saved this land from dying." "I don't give a fuck about that, I want to talk about him." "OK." "What do you wanna know?" " What you've been avoiding." " Avoiding?" "I keep hearing he killed people." "I know what people say." "Rumours." "Thick as buttermilk round these parts." "You should know that." "Could you hand me the monkey wrench?" "Candy, I think I've got it." "Whoa!" "Can you hand me that flashlight?" "Bad vibes." "Suzie!" "Suze?" "Suze?" "This is fucked!" "They're dead." "What's going on?" "That basement hasn't been used in years." " Slaves hid there before the Civil War." " We'd better get the sheriff." "Sheriff?" "We don't need a Sunday school lesson." "We need to get out of here!" " Calm down." " We all know what's going on." "It's him." "Case closed." "Whoa." "Are you saying that I did this?" " Are you saying I killed your friends?" " Killed them?" "Bled them like sheep." "If I wanted you dead, I'd kill you right now." "Well, then who?" "Huh?" "It's like Jesse said." "The killings have started again." "Someone's picking up where Jethro left off." "You're talking about your granddaddy, boy." "Billy Bob says there's gonna be a good harvest." "He's talking about a harvest of blood, isn't he?" "Where is Billy Bob?" "Nobody's here, let's go." "Oh, my God." "It's Keith's." "It gets worse." "He's cut the phone line." " Let's get out of here." " Looks like Billy Bob's been busy." "Dude!" "Dude, give it up." "Somebody cut the wires." "There's a phone at the next farm." "It's about a 20-minute walk on the road but if we cut through the field, it's a lot quicker." "After you." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Jeremiah." " What the hell is that?" " Run!" "Get back to the barn." "Run!" "Fuck you!" "No!" "Sh... sh..." "Hey." "Hey!" "Hey, stop!" "Stop your fucking van!" "Stop!" "Stop!" " You're one of those musicians!" " I need to get to the sheriff." " I've got your injector pump." " I need to get to the sheriff, please!" " Is that your girlfriend?" " Candy, come on!" "Get in!" " I'm Orwell." " Take us to the sheriff, please!" "Let's go!" "Please!" "Come on!" "OK, I'm going." "Are you OK?" "What happened?" "We were wrong, it wasn't Billy Bob." "I found him in the cornfield." "He was all tied up." " I think I killed him." " What?" "Who?" " Billy Bob..." "A scarecrow!" " What scarecrow?" "The scarecrow..." "Come on." "What the hell...?" "Oh, Jesus." "Jeremiah." " What's going on, Mac?" " Just get out of here." "I'm not going anywhere without you." "You see?" "I told you, they're right here." "I didn't mess up, did I, Daddy?" "Daddy?" "Oh, my God." "Jethro." "The trap door, he escaped the fire." " It's time to make amends." " Amends?" "Think, boy." "You were only seven years old." "Remember." "You were right there." "The barn?" "Don't fight it." "That's right!" "Don't fight it." "Come on, boy!" "I remember, how..." "It wasn't an accident, it..." "Don't fight it, you were there." "It's all right, boy, he forgives you." "Take it." "If you don't do it, he will." "Mac?" "I'm sorry, Suzie, but I am a MacDonald." "Welcome home, son." "Actually..." "I was just yanking your chain!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Come on!" "For a second I really thought you were gonna kill me." "Never." "I'd give anything to be in a rock band." " Really?" " Yeah." "Well, I might just be able to help you out there." " Really?" " Oh, yeah." "Sure." "OK." "I love you." "How long did it take to write the songs to Old MacDonald's Farm?" " I guess about..." " Four weeks." "And the rest is history." "What do you credit your success to?" "'Blood, sweat, tears and a little bit of love.'" " We gotta go." "So, thank you." " Thanks, guys!" "Hello?" "Can I help you?" "Hello?" "Hello?" "Well, Daddy, it's harvest time." "English SDH PAL"