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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.

- Is there something about

this town that we should know?

- You think we're crazy?

- No, it's not that.

It's just,

the way everyone looks at us.

- 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,

with those witch hunts.

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.

- There's never enough wood.

That's quite a job

you did on Bertha.

- It wasn't much.

- You a medicine woman?

- You mean a doctor?

No, I'm not quite there yet.

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.

- And a million other things.

- 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,

about three years ago.

Last thing I remember was

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.

I'm feeling those vibes.

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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