"For Christ's sake." "Get your vehicle under control before you kill someone." "Kelly, do you remember when I allowed my townspeople to vote you into office?" "Kind of gave them a feeling of solidarity." "You remember that?" "Well, you need to remember one thing." "You work for me, and you're on probation, so I would tread lightly." "Look, mayor, I'm just doing what you hired me to do... enforce the law." "My rules, Kelly." "My rules." "Now, why don't you scurry back and go protect my property." "Yes, ma'am." "ON THE BRAIN" "Subrip:" "Pix" "Cheers for mayor." "Only weeks until the town's wired for internet and cell phones." "Town's a-sproutin' back." "Hey mayor, how about a round on the house?" "You bet." "Here you go." "What are you doing?" "Come on." "You know mayor, I really love what you've done with this place." "You know, I just give the people what they want." "A nice slow-cooked beef that falls off the bone." "When you concoct a good recipe, you don't go changing it." "You just keep it as it is." "Hi Rev. Tell you, that new whitewash on the church looks fantastic." "Now all you have left to do is put up the sign, Mayor's Church, right above the door." "Our honor, mayor." "Say, you think you could rustle up some chairs and desks?" "Reverend, I'm a busy woman." "It takes a lot to get this town back on its feet." "I'm going to delegate that task to you." "I think the more effort you put into the church, the better you're going to feel about yourself." "You know, I'm contemplating getting our youth involved in a book-selling carnival." "Well, you know what I always say." "Less thinking, more action." "Go get 'em, Rev." "Thank you, mayor." "Jeez Murray!" "You need to watch that greasy palm of yours." "It might get you into trouble one of these days." "Thank you, Betty." "I am swamped." "Hey!" "So what's the 411 on that foxy sheriff of yours?" "He's from Frisco, right?" "And those massive boots." "You know what they say about a man and his boot size?" "Yeah, I don't have to tell you." "You're screwing him." "Who else knows?" "Nobody cares." "Too busy calculating how to survive." "How did you..." "It's in the way you gaze at him." "You could spot it a moon away." "Yeah, I tossed him a pass." "He didn't want nothing to do with me." "I guess he digs the dark meat." "Surprising?" "Well what did you expect?" "You bitch." "I am so jealous!" "I haven't had it in..." "well masturbation doesn't count, right?" "All the good men have skedaddled out of town...!" "Does he have any cute friends?" "Betty?" "Why don't you get back to work." "So, your boyfriend hasn't quite learned the ways of Golden Torch yet." "Why, did he give you a parking ticket again?" "Sweetheart, he's not going to be around for a long time, so I wouldn't too used to him." "You can go ahead and pay that when you're ready." "Jeez Kelly." "At least cover your mouth, my God." "In some countries, it's customary to let one go after a hearty meal." "Well, we are in America darling." "It's rude." "OK." "You want to drink that?" "In a minute." "I love you, you know that?" "Yes." "I don't say it often enough, but you are the best thing that's happened to me in a long time." "Me too, baby." "A whole bunch." "Man, I feel like some ice cream." "My God, OK." "I'm dry, you polished off the last two cartons last time." "That's because they're so small now." "They went from two liters to one and a half, in the same container." "Nobody seemed to notice." "Well you did." "Of course I did." "I'm a cop." "Sometimes the smallest of details can solve the biggest of cases." "OK." "Damn baby, you didn't take that medicine I prescribed you, did you?" "Just getting used to the new environment." "I'll be OK." "Romance and cop work don't mix too well together." "What now?" "You know, you're the only woman I would blaze the wilderness for to round up some junk food." "You and me forever, right?" "I'm going to go get some more coffee." "All right." "You want to come with me?" "I'm going to run to Eddie's." "Get some ice cream." "At this hour?" "Howdy, sheriff." "Hey." "Smoking will stunt your growth, young lady." "These look stunted to you, sheriff?" "Run home, before I call your father." "Hey sheriff." "McCreedy's mangy mutt attacked me again." "Luckily I nabbed him, or the bitch would have bit my ball sack off." "I got a good dose of mace right in the mutt's kisser, though." "Hey Eddie, you got any Ben and Jerry's?" "Just what you see, sheriff." "Ain't the big city, you know." "One night with me, sheriff, will clear that cough right up." "Sheriff?" "Sheriff!" "There's something wrong with Murray!" "My head, my..." "Sheriff!" "Are you OK, Murray?" "You don't look so good, man." "What is it?" "You want me to call a doctor?" "Murray, you all right?" "What the hell?" "Get off of her!" "Get off of..." "Damn it, Murray." "Damn it Murray, you stay right here." "It's OK." "It's OK." "It's over now." "Look!" "Behind you!" "Murray, stop!" "Murray, God damn it!" "No!" "My God, Kelly." "God." "Are you OK?" "Yeah." "Sit down." "Are Eddie and Murray really dead?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "It's OK, it's OK." "It's OK." "They're both dead." "Murray..." "I don't know." "They both started attacking Courtney." "No provocation." "God, the look on their faces, the distortion." "I've never seen anything like it." "How's Courtney doing?" "She's shaken up." "Her father rushed her out of town." "Did he take her to a hospital?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "It's OK." "It's OK." "Let me see." "You killed Eddie?" "And the mailman?" "Do you have any clue how hard it is for me to find somebody who's dedicated enough to go out six days a week, rain or shine, and deliver the mail?" "Any idea?" "Mayor, wait till you get all the facts before you start saying stuff." "Please, shut up." "Nobody is talking to you." "Mayor!" "Don't speak to her that way." "She wasn't even there." "And I didn't kill Eddie." "He killed himself." "He... he..." "give me your gun." "Are you firing me?" "Your goddamn piece." "Now." "Unbelievable." "Go ahead and give me the bullets, too." "Just take it." "Until I figure out what the hell happened out there, you're a cop without a weapon." "Now I want a detailed report on my desk yesterday." "If it matches what's on the tape, then you can have your gun back." "Don't point that at me." "I'm sorry." "Is this better?" "Fuck you, mayor." "I can't." "I'm busy." "I'll take the key to this, too." "Someone's here." "You think?" "Sheriff, I need your help." "Jesus." "Now what?" "Ms. McCreedy, is everything all right?" "I don't know what to do." "I didn't want to come here." "Is Gus here?" "Where's Gus?" "He's not here." "What is it?" "What's wrong?" "He's..." "Is it Zeke?" "Yeah." "Did he hit you?" "No." "I fell." "He never hurt me." "Zeke loved me." "He loves me." "Zeke." "He couldn't move." "He couldn't speak." "His last words were, "Something's in my head"." "Something's in my head." "Why are you covered in blood?" "No!" "Where's Gus?" "Where's Gus?" "Gus!" "Damn, that was weird." "Yeah." "I'm going to go check on her." "OK." "Start!" "Start, God damn it, start!" "Zeke!" "Why are you doing this, Zeke?" "Get it out of your head!" "Get it out!" "Zeke, you don't want to hurt me." "Zeke!" "Somebody help me!" "You don't want to hurt me, please!" "Zeke, stop it!" "Stop it!" "Start, start!" "Please start, please!" "Please, stop it!" "Zeke, look." "Look at the ring." "Zeke, Zeke, you love me." "Zeke, no!" "Zeke, stop it, stop it!" "Zeke, get it out of your head!" "Zeke, stop!" "Zeke!" "Zeke, stop!" "Stop it!" "Zeke, I don't want to hurt you." "Zeke!" "No!" "No!" "Zeke!" "Stop, Zeke!" "Stop!" "Help me!" "Help me!" "Zeke." "Zeke?" "Zeke, what happened to you?" "Are you OK, Zeke?" "Where's Louise, Zeke?" "I killed her." "You did what, Zeke?" "She's dead." "Put your hands in the air right now, Zeke." "You hear me?" "My head." "I'm warning you, right now Zeke." "There's something in my head." "Kill me." "I cant believe there's nothing on Murray or Eddie." "Just me being investigated." "What the hell is wrong with this town?" "Sheriff?" "Sheriff?" "God, Christ, pick up!" "Hurry!" "What is it, Gus?" "What's wrong?" "Get over to bloody McCreedy's, fast." "They're dead." "They're all dead." "What?" "Dead?" "How?" "I don't know." "Just hurry." "Gus, secure the scene." "Don't touch anything." "I'm on my way." "Gus." "What the hell happened?" "I'm not going up there." "You can't make me." "Why, what's up there?" "It's Louise." "She's dead." "Stay here." "I'll be right back." "Gus." "I'm sorry about your friends." "Why did do it, sheriff?" "He drank too much, but he didn't have a mean bone in his body." "Him and Louise was high-school sweethearts." "What happened?" "Exactly, Gus." "You know, I don't get it." "Before you barreled into this town, things was peaceful around here." "I don't get it." "You brought a curse around this town or something." "Kelly, Kelly, please pick up." "Pick up." "What is it?" "What's wrong?" "She's dead." "Lock yourself in the car." "I'm on my way." "Stay here." "Don't make me." "Guard the God damned bodies, Gus." "You're a cop." "Do your job." "God damned sheriff." "Mary Alma, you're OK, aren't you?" "No." "It's OK." "I'm here." "You don't have to do this." "I gotta do this for Betty." "Shorts ripped off." "Possible rape." "Potential murder weapon." "Who the hell is there?" "Betty, it's Reverend Peter Lamper." "Hold your water, dude." "I will attend to you in a second." "Enter if you dare, darling." "I pray I'm not intruding." "You want a beer or something?" "You know what the good book says." "Whatever" "We missed you in church this morning." "Really?" "Is it Sunday already?" "I came to share a passage from today's sermon, Betty." "The Word of God does wonders." "Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name." "Peter?" "What's going on?" "You're scare..." "Peter?" "You're scaring me, Peter." "Peter?" "My God!" "At least she was able to make it to the phone." "Kelly, I took that call." "I'm sorry." "Did you hear any voices?" "Anything in the background?" "No, it was dead silence." "What is that by the door?" "Crap." "It's Peter's bible." "I gotta get outta here." "Why is this happening?" "I don't know." "Why Betty?" "She never hurt anybody in her whole life." "Why is this happening?" "What was that?" "Stay behind me." "Tight." "My God." "What the hell is he doing?" "and forgive us our trespasses..." "Peter!" "On the ground, now." "and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil." "No Mary Alma, stay back." "No!" "It's OK." "It's OK." "My God, Peter." "No." "Here you go." "Sit anywhere you like, honey." "That's a good spot." "Welcome to the Mayor's Grill." "We're here to fill you up." "What can I get you?" "What's good here?" "Everything's fantastic, but I tell you what." "I'd recommend the prime rib, rare." "Sounds appetizing." "Hey are you, working on that new expansion down on 36?" "Yes ma'am." "It should put your town on the map." "Fantastic." "I'll tell you, that's what I've been praying for." "Well, make sure you tell all your coworkers and your friends about Mayor's Grill." "Best eats in 40 miles." "My lucky day, then." "All right." "Anyway, I'll take whatever you got on tap." "You got it." "What are you doing here so early?" "Where have you been?" "I am so sick of that damn cold of yours." "Please drink that." "Since you're not taking your meds it might help." "It's good." "Mayor cleaned out all the guns." "What, and you didn't try and stop her?" "She scares me sometimes." "Now without a gun, without any way to protect us." "Damn it Kelly, I'm doing the best I can here." "No cell phone, no internet." "Jesus, I can't believe this damn town sometimes." "There's Peter's medical file." "This is justice done by suicide, but what's the motive?" "I don't get it." "One step at a time Mary Alma." "I'm doing the best I can." "I'm swimming in a pool of dead bodies here." "The least you can do is throw me a life vest." "Jesus." "Kelly, I'm overwhelmed too." "I've never been around some much senseless killing." "Everyone we know is dead, or will be if we don't do something about it." "It's not my fault." "I never said it was." "Say ma'am?" "It's, it's actually mayor." "I own this beautiful 'burb." "It's been in my family since 1889." "Excuse me, mayor." "Is that lady OK over there?" "That's Nancy." "She's a little touched in the head, but all small towns have one of those." "Come on, eat up." "Nothing makes any sense." "Peter had a physical three months ago." "An EKG, blood work, urine test... they were all normal." "He didn't smoke or drink, and he wasn't on any prescription medicine either." "By all accounts, Peter, he..." "he was a normal healthy guy." "Betty never said anything to you, right?" "No nothing about Peter." "Betty's tox screen shows a blood alcohol content of.12." "Betty's murdered." "Peter's identified by fingerprints, physical evidence, and blood transfers." "This is justice done by suicide, but what's the motive?" "I don't get it." "It's just that..." "It might be the mayor." "I'll get it." "Mary Alma?" "Get over here, now." "What the hell happened, Mayor?" "God damn it Mary Alma, what is he doing here?" "City folk is what happened here." "He went after Nancy for no reason, and I had to show him how we take care of people around here." "Get off her, you sick bastard." "Get away from her." "Nancy, come on." "Wait a second." "This is a crime scene." "We need to interview both of you." "Get away!" "They'll kill us all!" "Jesus Christ mayor, what the hell are you doing?" "Don't fuck with me today, Kelly." "I have no problem putting you down like I put that asshole down." "Now put the body in a blanket and in the back of your truck, now." "We're contaminating a crime scene, yuou know that." "I said now." "Go, Nancy." "Shit no." "Can't be." "What, you know him?" "It's Greg Creighton." "God, don't like it here." "Where the hell is Kelly Jarvis?" "Well spit it out, deputy." "It's a simple question." "I'm sorry, ma'am." "You are?" "Ann Creighton, from San Francisco." "My husband Greg Creighton has just been murdered." "I'm sorry for your loss, ma'am." "It's Ms. Creighton." "Don't call me ma'am." "Do I really look like a dried up old hag?" "Yeah..." "I mean, no ma'am..." "I mean, Mrs..." "Ms. Creighton." "Sheriff will be back here lickity-split." "Ma'am, there's no smoking on the, premises," "Ms. Creighton." "I'm sure you can afford a grieving widow a little nicotine, yes?" "Now, be a gentleman." "Fix me a drink." "Sheriff frowns upon alcohol, Ms. Creighton." "That his office?" "Yes it is." "His desk, bottom-right drawer, and make it a double." "Yes, Ms. Creighton." "Sneaky sheriff." "Should have known." "So deputy, can you please enlighten me as to why my husband is dead?" "Maybe we should wait until the sheriff gets back here." "I don't have all the facts yet." "Kelly?" "Yeah." "My God, Kell." "This can't be happening." "Why, Kelly?" "Why?" "Let's discuss this in my office." "Was Greg ever violent towards you?" "Wait." "Not, how have you been?" "What have you been up to?" "I'm sorry about your dead husband." "I don't have time to spar with you, Ann." "I've got a lot on my plate." "You have no idea." "Here, sign this." "What's this?" "It's a consent form to do an autopsy on Greg's body." "You want to carve out what's left of my husband?" "Jesus." "That's a ghastly request, even coming from you." "It's important, Ann." "I need you to sign this." "So that's how you want to play?" "You've lost your touch, Kelly." "You're not so much fun anymore." "You never answered my question." "The answer is no." "Greg was never violent, nor did he act like that around me." "Even when he caught us fucking, he wept like an infant." "It's disgusting." "Go back to San Francisco, Ann." "Today." "I always knew you still held a torch for me, baby." "Doesn't work anymore, Ann." "Hello." "What?" "Who the hell's that?" "Greg Creighton's wife." "Well I see she's left you with a calling card." "The ma... the mayor's here." "I need to have a little chat with the Sheriff, Mary Alma." "And where's the goddamn autopsy report?" "We just got approval from the victim's wife." "Then get to it." "What the hell did you bring to my town?" "How many dead people are there, sheriff?" "Enlighten me, because I've lost track." "Where are all the guns?" "I can't do my job without a weapon." "You know, your report said this Crichton, Creighton fellow, that he's a buddy of yours?" "Not a buddy, an acquaintance." "I'm watching you very, very closely." "You need to be mindful of that." "I have your number." "Yes ma'am." "Hey." "I want to see the autopsy." "Kelly, what are you doing here?" "I wanted to see Greg's autopsy..." "Come on." "I'm going to get you something for that." "Come on." "I'm so sick of that damn cold." "Sit down." "Here." "I'll see you tonight, OK?" "Can you stop doing that?" "It's driving me crazy." "Helps me think." "You all right?" "What's wrong?" "It's my stomach." "I'm under so much stress right now." "I have my period to top it off." "It's so excruciating." "Why didn't you let me in Greg Creighton's autopsy?" "Because an autopsy's a very personal thing." "I think halting the killing around here is a little more important than a dead man's feelings." "So this Ann Creighton person... you were close?" "Where'd that come from?" "We have history." "Exactly what's that supposed to mean?" "It was a lifetime ago." "Forget about it." "You sleep with her?" "What's with the fifth degree?" "Just tell me about the autopsy." "How come you're not giving me any straight answers?" "Jesus." "You had an affair with her while she was still married." "It's not what you think." "You still have feelings for her?" "It's not like that." "I can't explain it." "Then let's just leave this town." "Go somewhere." "I don't care where we go, anywhere." "How?" "Where?" "What?" "You're upside-down in your house." "I have a small stash saved, and I'm sure you have a rainy day fund." "You've lived here your whole life." "Exactly Kelly, I'm willing to leave it all." "You have no ties." "You've only been here for two months." "You don't owe this miserable place anything." "Mary Alma, we're professionals." "It's our job to save people's lives." "Then we suck at out jobs then, right?" "I'll be right back." "I'm not going to say anything." "Damn it Kelly, I told you to stop slamming the door like that." "Gus?" "Gus, what's wrong?" "Gus, my God." "Kelly, Gus needs help!" "Come here!" "My God, Gus." "Stay back!" "Gus, stay back." "Don't touch me Gus." "Stop, don't touch me!" "Gus, stop!" "No, leave me alone Gus!" "Stop!" "Get away from me!" "Go away!" "Stop it Gus!" "My God!" "My God!" "Gus, get off her!" "God damn it, Gus." "Not you too!" "Kelly!" "It's OK." "It's OK." "I'll tell you what Mary Alma, I do not trust the sheriff." "I think he's hiding something." "Mayor, I'm going to need a full blood and fecal sample from your cows please, as soon as possible, and a full inspection of the Grill." "Mary Alma." "You're not the FDA." "Besides, my cows are fine." "They're healthy, they are not the problem here." "Now I'll tell you what though." "Listen." "Listen, listen." "Kelly." "That's who you need to be investigating." "I have, Mayor." "I'm testing everyone, including you." "You're not exempt from this." "I do love the feel and sound of a cocking revolver in my hand." "It gives one such feeling of power." "Now you need to listen to me, bitch." "I know that you're fucking the sheriff." "But you will aim your investigation his way." "I got it, Mayor." "Good." "Because you know I mean business." "Who else is here?" "Who else is here?" "I don't know." "Besides the piles of dead bodies, I don't know." "I hope you remember what I said, Mary Alma." "Excuse me, ma'am." "How rude." "Doctor, I presume?" "Please, sit down." "I'm very sorry for your loss Miss Creighton..." "Ann... but there is no smoking in the building." "It's making a comeback, doc." "Get used to it." "Besides, without disease you'd be unemployed, yes?" "I hope my husband's body wasn't too much trouble for you." "Did you find anything odd, apart from his teensy-weensy dick?" "I'm still putting the pieces together, Ann." "If that's doctor humor, I don't find it particularly funny." "Sorry." "It's been a long day." "Well, you'll have to give me a tour of this lovely little town of yours." "It's not a good time, Ann." "You might be next." "This is really dangerous." "What did you say to me?" "Was your husband around any strange type of chemicals or meat, foods, consume any meat besides Mayor's Grill recently?" "Well, he measured things." "Calculated junk." "That's all I know." "But yes, most people do consume meat." "Except for those pansy vegans." "I'm going to need some blood samples and fecal samples from you, as soon as possible." "Here you are." "Well, if it's going to move things along to get this goddamn will sorted, I'll give you your samples." "Why am I still here?" "Come on Mary Alma, think." "Come on Mary Alma." "There has to be a connection." "Think." "Wait a second." "You know Mayor, I really love what you've done with this place." "You know, I just give the people what they want." "A nice, well-cooked beef that just falls off the bone." "Bone." "Bone." "Bone." "Betty Hays was menstruating like I was." "Only the women are being attacked." "The people are only attacking after the eat at the Mayor's Grill." "There has to be a connection between the meat and the women's menstruation." "That's it." "My God, that's it." "Kelly." "Kelly, pick up." "Shit." "You're safe, Gus." "Easy, Gus." "Easy." "We're not going to hurt you." "Just tell me what happened." "My head... there's others... it's crawling." "It's crawling away." "Why did you break in and attack Mary Alma?" "It's crawling." "Something... something was..." "What did you smell, Gus?" "What was it?" "Get away from me." "You're safe now." "You're safe now, Gus." "Kelly?" "What's wrong?" "No." "Not you too." "Mary Alma!" "Get me out of these cuffs!" "Mary Alma, I'm not playing." "Kelly, you became possessed like the rest of them." "We should have left when we had the chance." "Shit, Kelly!" "Kelly, breathe." "Now you should breathe." "Breathe." "Breathe." "OK." "What's wrong with me?" "Am I possessed?" "OK, I need you to..." "Kelly!" "It's like a, a scent." "It's like a scent." "A scent, OK." "Stomach felt really weird." "I felt... fear." "Desire." "It was primitive." "Almost animalistic." "OK, so now we have a common denominator." "A scent." "What the hell are you doing here?" "Well..." "How did you get in here?" "I have access to everything in my town." "What in the hell is on your face?" "More importantly, what are you going to do to get my town back on track?" "Right now I've got nothing." "Nothing?" "Kelly, I have rapes and murders and suicides going on out there, and you have the fucking audacity to say "nothing" to me?" "What I mean is, I don't have a criminal to lock up just yet." "I know." "How 'bout you?" "What are you talking about, Mayor?" "I know a lot more than you think I do." "You're not going to slither out of this one and go off and collect unemployment." "Some of the women are probably leaving a scent." "A scent?" "A scent." "OK." "That's your lead then?" "OK, yeah." "That's the best that a big city cop like you can come up with?" "That there's some scent out there, and the men in my town are going to wear this stupid thing on their face, and that's going to stop the carnage." "Some of the men have parasites." "Mary Alma's doing a workup on the women at the clinic." "Mary Alma." "OK, OK." "Have you noticed that there's no townspeople?" "I've looked everywhere." "I can't find anybody." "You know what I've noticed?" "That this all started happening when you happened upon our peaceful little burg." "This is your mess." "Clean it up." "I'm not done with you yet." "Kelly." "You should never touch a woman in anger." "You know better than that." "Yes ma'am." "Wait, wait!" "Wait." "Let me put on my mask." "Just keep some space between us." "I don't trust you right now." "Sorry I had to cuff you." "Look, we need to talk." "Keep back, Kelly." "Did you find what you're looking for?" "Looks like I picked an inopportune time to show up." "Did you find anything odd about my samples, doc?" "What the hell are you doing back in town, Ann?" "You left a message on my phone saying that you needed some information about Greg." "Yeah, on the phone." "Not in person." "You have no idea what the hell you're in the middle of here, Ann." "A threesome." "I like how your mind works." "If you knew what was good for you, you'd get your sexual tail out of town." "Well maybe I'm not like you." "I enjoy a bit of danger." "You're a fool." "You need to come with me, unless you'd prefer to be dead." "If you know what's good for you, you will come with me." "I need to discuss some things with the sheriff if you don't mind." "I can't believe you too." "Born from the same bowel." "Mary Alma, wait." "Well she's the life of the party?" "What is this ridiculous thing on your face?" "Jesus Christ Ann, what are you... doing?" "You want me out of harm's way?" "Your place is the safest, right?" "Just go with Mary Alma, please." "I'm not going anywhere." "My dead husband..." "God rest his soul... has life insurance." "We can go anywhere." "You and me, like we dreamed of years ago." "Ann, I just can't leave." "Not with everything that's happening in the town." "You're so much more than your job, Kell." "And this shit hole of a town." "We can do so much better than this." "You're so far away, baby." "Come here." "I'm lonely." "Ann, I..." "I could kill you." "Take the mask off." "It doesn't look like it does anything." "Besides, it looks stupid." "You've nuts, you know that?" "I could kill you." "Well, let's play it like an experiment." "Stop it, Ann." "Ann." "What the hell?" "Let me go." "Now I've got you right where I want you." "Damn it, Ann." "Ann, let me go." "Come on, that used to drive you nuts." "Ann, I can't do this." "I'm gonna devour you whole right now." "No..." "Deep breaths." "Breath deep." "Nothing, right?" "You feel OK?" "I smell something." "What?" "Perfume." "You bought this for me, remember?" "Yeah, I do." "Ann, don't." "Something's definitely coming to life." "No." "Someone's coming, Ann." "Someone's here." "Ann, uncuff me." "Kelly, I found... what the hell is going on here?" "You're supposed to be locking the men up!" "Mary Alma, nothing happened." "I swear to God." "Keep that on." "I should hit you." "That stupid piece of paper is always glued to your hand." "Is that some sort of fetish?" "Shut your mouth, Ann." "Don't you dare look at me like that." "Are you gonna uncuff him or is he going to sit there the whole night?" "Get fucked, Mary Alma." "Are you going to let her talk to me like that?" "Ann, shut it." "Mary Alma... wait." "I can't find any of the townspeople." "Dead or alive." "Where are the bodies?" "Get back, and don't touch me." "I thought I knew you." "How could you do this to me?" "Look, I'm sorry, but nothing happened." "I just haven't been myself lately." "Are you on your period?" "Excuse me?" "Are you menstruating?" "You know something." "What is it?" "Tell me." "Tell me, Mary Alma." "Mary Alma?" "Get over to the Grill." "I've got some..." "Mayor, is that you?" "Mayor, can you hear me?" "Don't just stand there, asshole!" "Get your shit together!" "Mary Alma, wait." "What about me?" "What should I do?" "Kelly, get back here." "Kelly, don't leave me, not again." "I hate this flea-bitten town." "Good God, Gus." "What have they done to you?" "Damn it, now I gotta get a new deputy." "Time to be proactive." "Hello?" "Mayor?" "How did you get out?" "Stay right there, Gus." "Don't make me hit you." "Please." "Help me." "Please." "Mary Alma?" "Mary Alma, you in here?" "Where am I?" "Exactly where you should be." "In custody." "I don't understand what you're babbling about." "You're a scoundrel in the first degree, Kelly, and you know it." "But you can redeem your soul by signing this confession." "I'm not signing any of your illegal documents, Jesus Mayor, admit what you've done." "You're the cause of all this carnage" "I've been trying to stop." "I'm the one that's been trying to put this town on the map, and you ruined it in less than two months." "You killed all those people, Kelly, and the forensics proves it." "You have got to be kidding me." "Finally, thank you." "My damn cell phone has no service out here." "It had to be you, didn't it?" "What are you still doing, Ann?" "Two words... no gas stations." "Get in." "Hell no." "Are you crazy?" "I'm not leaving my car out there." "Those rims?" "They set me back more than you make in a year, honey." "You don't get it, do you?" "People have been raped and killed." "You may be next." "Your husband and my best friend... what are you doing?" "You need to get in the car, or else I'm leaving." "OK, but that lady-man friend of yours needs to invest in some fucking gas stations." "You need to stop." "We should probably go around back." "Where are you going?" "I'm coming with you." "You know what?" "Maybe it is better that you are." "You know, karma, or something like it." "Kelly?" "Kelly, are you in here?" "Breaking and entering, Mary Alma?" "Didn't think you had it in you." "These keys belong to my friend who used to work here, and she's dead." "Watch what you say." "Keep your eyes peeled for Mayor." "That big honky-tonk lady-man?" "I don't like her much either." "Stinks in here." "Yeah Ann." "Death's been here." "Maybe I should go wait in the car after all." "Park your ass right there and don't touch anything." "Where's Kelly when I need him?" "You have a thing for him?" "That is none of your business, Ann." "Besides, you are the last person I would talk to about him." "You're in love with him." "I knew it." "I could tell in the bedroom." "There's a fine line between hate and love, my dear." "Trust me, I know." "This is a crime scene you idiot." "Put that damn thing out." "Well you're just a burst of energy today then, aren't you?" "Do you hear that?" "No." "Hurry up." "Just rip it off." "Give me that." "Kelly?" "Kelly, are you there?" "Please pick up." "Kelly, please, I need you." "Good evening Mary Alma." "Things aren't really going your way, are they?" "Well, it's gonna get worse for ya." "Mayor, where's Kelly?" "He's in custody." "So listen, I want you to grab all your evidence... and I mean all of it..." "and bring it on down to the sheriff's station." "Then we'll talk about Kelly's release." "Or, his termination." "Mayor, it doesn't have to be like this." "Mayor, please listen to me." "It doesn't have to be this way." "Mayor, can you hear me?" "God damn it, Mayor!" "It doesn't have to be this way." "Stop!" "Mayor, can you hear me?" "I'm on my way." "Let go of her." "Get up, get up." "OK, Ann!" "Pay attention." "Have you been bit?" "I don't know." "Come on, come on." "Come on, hurry." "Get in." "Go, get in." "Hasn't there been enough death already?" "Listen." "My great-granddaddy established this town on a lot of blood, sweat, and tears, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let the economy or you destroy it, you son of a bitch." "What did you do to your cows?" "Nothing illegal." "Mayor, people are dead." "Look, I souped up the animals a little bit to get a more delicious meat, but it's done all the time." "It's even in vegetables and other foods now." "Everything I bought... the drugs, the ingredients... it's all legal." "Well obviously, something went very wrong." "Put down the gun." "Let's figure this out." "There's been enough killing." "Will you help me, Kelly?" "Tell the authorities that I didn't do anything wrong?" "Be a witness for me?" "I swear to God, I didn't know what was causing all this." "That's why I was having you guys work so hard on it." "Look, we can fix this together." "Some sheriff you are." "You just got done by an old woman, pussy." "Just get me out of here, Mary Alma." "I want to go home." "Did you fucking see that crazy guy?" "Did you fucking see his eyes?" "I've never seen anything like it." "Ann, I don't need your shit right now." "I have nothing to do with this." "I'm not even fucking from this stupid fucking creepy town." "Ann, I'm still trying to figure things out, OK?" "I need you to calm down." "Where is everybody, Mary Alma?" "Where all the people?" "There's no one around." "I want to go home, Mary Alma." "I want to go home." "I'm pulling over now." "Get me out of here." "Get me out of this fucking town." "Get me out of..." "Stop!" "Get me out of here." "I want to go home." "Look at me." "You're going... you're going to need to calm down." "I can't do this without you." "I'm coming with you." "You're not coming with me." "You're staying here." "Don't leave me here, Mary Alma." "I'm coming fucking with you." "Ann, you need to stay here." "Are you kidding me?" "Anything could be hiding in those bushes." "Stop, Ann." "Shut up." "Stay behind me." "Kelly, are you in here?" "Go back, Mary Alma." "It's a trap." "Mary Alma, get out of here." "Mayor, let them go." "They have nothing to do with this." "For the record Mayor, I'm not a part of this." "I'm a hostage." "What is this bitch doing here?" "I am not a bitch." "God Mary Alma, you just have to complicate everything, don't you?" "I've got all the evidence here." "Open it." "I said, open it." "First, let Kelly go." "Something doesn't seem right." "If you're deceiving me, I will kill you." "Now get over here I said get over here!" "Is this what's happening to all the men?" "Where's the mask?" "He's gonna die." "Because he deserves it." "He brought this to my town." "Mayor, you are the cause of all of this." "Don't you see?" "He's sick." "People are dying because of your meat." "Your cows, they are infected." "Everybody is dying from the meat." "Don't you see that?" "Goddammit." "Just give me the mask." "Here, just take this." "Give me the mask." "Give it to me." "You think you're in control, Mary Alma." "But you're not." "I'm in control." "What the hell did I do?" "I'm not even from this fucking town." "I'm fucking getting out of..." "No!" "Get right back over here." "Do you want the mask?" "You think the mask is gonna save your little boyfriend?" "Here." "Take it." "He did this." "I'm not going to lose my town, Mary Alma." "It's all over." "I don't know how it came to this, but it did." "There's only one way out." "I'm not gonna lose my town." "This is everything to me." "Do you understand me?" "Everything!" "And then you come in, and he comes in." "And I'm gonna lose it all!" "But that's not gonna happen." "I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen." "Kelly?" "Kelly." "Come on, have some dignity you piece of shit." "Damn it." "Die, you piece of shit." "God." "Stay here." "Stay there." "Kelly?" "Kelly?" "Relax." "Relax." "OK, OK." "Breathe." "It's OK." "It's OK." "It's OK." "It's OK." "Ann, I need your help." "Ann... what are you doing?" "Put that gun down." "Put the gun down, Ann." "He's gone." "Look at him." "Look, he's healing." "He's got the mask on and everything." "He's gonna be fine." "I'm going to need you to put that gun down so we can get out of here, OK?" "Even if we try and save him, I don't want him near me." "Put the gun down." "I need you to help me get him out of here so we can leave, OK?" "Put the gun down." "I'm begging you, put the gun down." "Kelly, just stay there." "Come and help me." "Come on Kelly." "Come on." "Come on Kelly." "Come on baby, get up." "Come on honey." "It's OK, come on." "Come on." "You're going to be OK, honey." "Just hang in there." "We're gonna be just fine." "Thank God that fucking crazy bitch is dead." "Ann, shut up." "We're going to get you to the clinic, OK?" "Just hang in there." "Just see if he's shot." "Just check to see if he's shot." "It's empty, Mary Alma." "The fluid's empty." "He's turning again." "We're going to the clinic, OK?" "We've gotta get him out of here." "We've gotta fucking pull over, Mary Alma." "I can't stop it!" "We've gotta just fucking get out of this town, OK?" "We've got to just fucking get out of..." "I'm trying!" "We've gotta get him out of here!" "Pull over!" "He's turning again, Mary Alma!" "He's fucking turning again!" "Stop!" "Pull over!" "Stop the fucking car." "No Kelly, what are you doing?" "Give it to me." "My God, he's got the fucking gun!" "Kelly, stop it now." "Kelly, drop the gun." "Drop it." "Mary Alma, do something!" "Stay with me, Kelly." "No, what are you..." "My God!" "My God, Kelly." "My God." "Kelly?" "Kelly wake up!" "Don't!" "Kelly, no." "Kelly, please." "Come on baby, wake up." "Wake up." "Come on Kelly, wake up." "Please, Kelly." "Come and help me!" "Ann!" "My God, baby!" "My God." "Ann, come and help me Ann." "Come and help me." "Kelly, wake up baby." "Wake up." "Wake up." "Come on, wake up." "Ann, what are you doing?" "Ann, come and help me!" "I'm sorry Mary Alma, but I can't do it any more." "I'm so sorry." "Come on Kelly, come on." "Baby, come on." "I'm sorry Mary Alma, but you brought this on yourself." "Ann, what are you doing?" "Ann, no!" "Come back and help me!"