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Emeryville Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
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wandered off in them woods.
Guess curiosity got
the best of him.
Village folks went
looking for him.
Took three days
before we found Aaron.
Or at least what
was left of him.
- We'll take your offer.
- No we won't.
- Yes, we will.
- You people have
made a wise choice.
Folks around here call me Smith.
this town that we should know?
- You think we're crazy?
- No, it's not that.
It's just,
- Place like ours,
outsiders are a rare treat.
Hope you folks like pork chops.
Trevor here kills, and
puts food on our table.
I believe you met scar.
- Yeah.
Sure knows how to treat a lady.
- Now Bertha,
she woulda hurt herself,
if it wasn't for scar.
Tell Bertha there'll be
four additional mouths
to feed tonight.
- Five.
I'll get Justin.
- You guys lived here long?
- There is no smoking
in the village.
- What are you guys
afraid of cancer?
- We have them rules.
Without rules, there's chaos.
- It's okay to smile.
- Pick 'em up on your way out.
- Now we know why they're
stuck in the past.
You guys go 'head,
I'll catch up with you in a few.
- Where are you going?
- Tune in to some town gossip.
- Justin!
Justin!
- Ah!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Did you find the mechanic?
- Barbaric, ain't it?
- Guess it was.
- What can I do you for?
- How 'bout a shave, Nathan.
- That ain't my name.
- It says it right there.
It's quite a place
you have here.
You hiding from someone?
- The government.
Hiding from our government.
- Well, how long
have you been hiding?
- You think our government's
doing the right thing?
- The right thing?
- Yeah, the right thing,
Hoover's FBI.
It ain't no secret.
McCarthy's got 'em breathing
down everyone's neck.
- We're talking
president Truman?
- Hell yeah president Truman.
He's given a free run to
both McCarthy and hoover.
They think they can
get away with murder.
They hunt you down like rats.
They tap your phone, listen
to your conversation,
they follow you
everywhere you go.
An honest man can't take dump,
without 'em looking up his ass.
No privacy!
You know what I mean?
- How'd they find you?
- Huh?
- Hoover's FBI.
How'd they find you?
- They got those device on ya.
They hide 'em on your nails.
Dude I got back at
them sons of b*tches.
- Never look to town gossip.
- Your orders are to retreat.
- I repeat, retreat.
- All units head out.
- Why you still here boy?
- We were sent to
protect them, sir!
- Alright move!
We gotta go!
- No!
- What'd you say soldier?
- There are women
and children, sir!
- Not ours.
- Bad dream?
- Yeah.
- What was it about?
- Same thing.
- You know uh,
dreams have nothing
to do with our future.
That's quite a job
you did on Bertha.
- It wasn't much.
- You a medicine woman?
- You mean a doctor?
I mean I volunteer at
the children's hospital.
Saint chapels.
- You like those?
- Yeah.
All they need is more red.
- Dwarfy here aspires
to be a painter.
Good music's a cure
for a crazy mind.
- Can we have the dinner please?
- Sarah.
- Her name is Reagan.
- Sarah Blake.
- These kids are from the city.
- It can't be.
- My apologies.
Our medicine man, doctor,
has not been himself lately.
- No worries.
- He's been acting odd.
- Know what else is odd?
Where are all the kids hiding?
What did I say something wrong?
- That's one thing we don't
talk about in Emeryville.
Children.
- Oh.
Guess it's my turn
for an apology.
- You didn't know son.
Now, let's enjoy the music.
Someone get that
noise out of my head,
before I f*** somebody up!
- I need some fresh air.
- Me too.
Something isn't right
about this place.
- I mean, doesn't
this scare you?
- There's worse out there.
And yes, it does scare me.
- You hide yourself pretty well.
- Must be in the gene pool.
My old man was a poker player.
- Was he good?
- The best in
paradise, Pennsylvania.
Problem is,
that's just about the
only thing he was good at.
- When'd you see him last?
- He was at my fourth birthday.
Got me that chocolate
chip ice cream cake,
from Robinson's,
with a cherry on top.
- You still remember.
- Must be hard on you guys.
With him leaving and all.
- Mom said it was
better that way.
The town got to him.
- Is that why you
chose the army?
- It wasn't much of a choice.
- And now you're headed back?
- There's someone
waiting for me.
- She must be worth it.
- Yep.
She is.
It's my mom.
She's dying.
What about you?
You and Cole,
how'd you guys meet?
I'm sorry, you don't
have to answer that.
- No, I want to.
Cole found me,
took care of me.
- Found you?
- There was this accident,
waking up in the hospital,
without a past.
- What about your family?
- If there was one.
No one filed a missing
persons report.
- Is that why you get those?
- What nosebleeds?
No, no.
Deja vus.
I guess a few of them are
too strong for my mind.
- Sometimes it's not such
a bad thing to forget.
What?
- Have you noticed something?
We've got so much in common,
and yet we're so far apart.
- How's that?
- Our past.
Except you run from yours,
and all I got are Deja vus.
- What is it?
- These tracks.
They're not more
than a few days old.
- And?
- Smith said
there's no vehicles.
- Where the hell have you been?
- Getting some air.
- Uh, with him?
- Yes, with him.
- Okay, what'd you talk about?
- Cole, nothing
that concerns you.
- Did he tell you he was
dishonorably discharged
from the army?
- You went through his stuff?
- Did he, huh?
His dark f***ing secrets.
- It's none of your business.
- Aw man, you know it
became my business,
the moment you took my
girl out for a walk.
He's a coward, that's why.
He probably got people killed.
- It wasn't like that.
- You know, I bet it was worse.
- Come on!
You guys.
We're in the middle of nowhere,
surrounded by weirdos.
If y'all can't be friends, can
we just pretend to get along?
- She makes a good point.
- Wasn't like that.
- Where are you going?
- To get some air.
Are you coming?
- It's kinda getting
late to be out there.
- You know she's right man,
you should just stay behind.
- No, no, wait, wait,
I'll go.
It'll be okay.
- It's time for a town haul.
Get the doctor.
- You guys serious?
- Yeah, yeah man.
She's the one.
- You guys make a great couple.
You love her, she
clearly loves you back.
- Yeah, sometimes
it's a bit too much.
- Do you know how it feels
when you're in love with someone
and you feel nothing back?
You don't wanna know.
Every time you gaze
into their eyes,
a part of you dies.
I've been dying for
three years now.
There's no such thing
as too much love.
Justin, Justin!
Did you hear that?
Justin!
Hello?
Are you okay?
- The baby.
They killed my baby.
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