Escape from Cannibal Farm Page #5
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- 2017
- 100 min
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Okay.
Jess.
Jess.
Jess, Jess get the
keys, get the keys.
Sh*t.
He'll kill us both if
he finds him dead here.
Hide, hide the body.
Come on.
Come on.
Okay, okay.
Sammy!
You have to hurry Jess.
- Sammy!
- You have to hurry.
Cook you f***er.
Mom, Mom hold tight.
I'm getting you out of there.
I'm getting you out.
Come on.
Why won't you f***ing start?
Sammy open up!
Don't make me ask twice, Sammy.
Hide.
Hide Jess.
Hurry.
Oh no.
Where's the girl?
Where's the boy?
He took them, that
monster took my children.
Sammy took them?
Can you smell 'em Bill?
How do I know they
didn't break out?
How do I know they're not
hiding in here right now.
That little rascal,
I'll kill him.
Bill take these
out to the truck.
I've gotta find my boy.
That's all I got for today.
I ain't finished with her.
Sammy you little devil.
What have I told you?
Where's your f***ing children?
They're gone.
Where?
They outsmarted you
and your retarded son.
They didn't outsmart my son.
They murdered him.
They slaughtered my boy.
And they'll slaughter you
too if they get the chance.
You're right.
I've been doing this
for far too long.
Little Sammy this world
was cruel to him
and it was cruelty he clang to.
It's all the poor boy ever knew.
It hurts, but I know he
deserves to lie dead in his bed
but that's the
punishment I've brought
upon this broken family.
Let us go and we'll
leave you in peace.
But until you do this
farm is going to hell.
10 years back Ms. Harver
I could've let you go,
but I've had plans to leave
this place for so long.
A fresh start for me and my son
and your family was
my ticket to get out.
I know the pain I've caused you.
I've carried that ache in my
heart and my mind for years.
You'll be the end of me if
I hadn't locked that cage.
There's only ever been one
lucky man to escape this farm.
Everett Blackheart.
Betty baby.
Betty baby.
There she is.
Bet you're hungry Betty.
Ain't your fault your
husband let your boys do
what he let them do.
Bet you don't have much say,
but now you pay the
price for what they did,
ain't fair is it?
But that's just life Betty.
Life made you an ugly hog.
Same way life made my
Bethany such a beauty
and then took her from me in
its cruel and merciless way.
Got something for you.
Here.
Go on.
Help yourself.
You can get it.
Good girl.
You let her go, you bastard!
You know I've thought
about this Betty, boys.
On how I might escape.
Sometimes what we do in
love is a painful sacrifice.
My men are for sure on their
hard treacherous
journey of survival.
Everett you'll have
to cut off your feet
and find the keys,
it's the only way.
I've thought that love.
But I'm already missing
several toes you see
and I cannot afford
to spare more flesh
off my miserable frail body.
Sometimes a clean harmless
solution cannot be met.
But that man isn't taking
another drop of blood from me.
You have to save our boys.
These troublesome beasts
are no sons of mine!
Help us.
Please don't hurt my family.
They killed my son Ms. Harver.
Now I take what's my mine.
You leave my Sam alone.
He's not your Sam any more.
You let him go, you bring
him back to me you bastard!
Okay.
Please you have to help me.
Oh my goodness.
Please
help my family.
Terry call for an ambulance.
You poor thing were
you in an accident?
I don't
know it's the farmer,
he's killing people and
they're eating them.
You need to call the police.
We will.
But I'm sure this is just
a big big misunderstanding.
Some of the local farmers
they like to play silly
tricks that's all.
It's not a trick,
they're f***ing cannibals.
Let me get you some water.
Come here, let me
get you some water.
Calm down.
It'll help calm you down dear.
Here drink this.
I'm not thirsty.
You really should
drink something.
I really just want
to go to the bathroom
and get this blood off of me.
Fine, I'll take
you up to the shower.
Come on.
Towel's over there,
don't use the white one.
We'll be just downstairs
when you're done.
Don't f***ing move or I'll
rip this b*tch's throat.
Do what she says.
You didn't call the police
did you you f***ing b*tch.
Let my wife go, this is...
Who did you call?
Just f***ing tell her Terry,
she's going to die either way.
We have a very particular
taste for a particular delicacy.
The supplier, who goes
by the name meat eater,
we were instructed to call
him in case of an emergency.
So we called him.
The meat eater,
he's coming here?
He's on his way.
Call him, tell him to open
the door and let himself in.
He'll kill us all.
I'm gonna rip her
f***ing head off.
Just f***ing call
him Terry, call him!
Now.
Mom.
Oh god.
Mom.
Oh no, oh god no Toby
that's not you in there.
Please.
Oh god that's
not you in there.
Please help me.
You have to get me out of here.
- I can't.
- Please.
I can't get you out Toby.
Please Mom, please.
If I could open the door and
say I'm sorry and hold you.
I can't watch you die Toby.
I can't watch you die.
Please, please
help me out of here!
I can't.
Mom, Mom!
Mom, please!
May she rise oh sunlight
Your journey to pursue
Help me.
Your pretty little
feet they tread so sweet
Strike up the morning dew
Oh stay oh stay
you handsome maid
And rest a moment here
For there is none but you alone
That I do love so dear
For I am thine and
though art mine
No man shall uncomfort thee
We'll join our hands
in these bad lands
Help me.
Forever you and me.
Don't move.
So you're the one who
escaped blind eyed Bill.
Blind eyed fool.
And who are you?
I'm the one who blinded
blind eyed Bill's blind eye.
- You're the meat eater.
- Yeah.
You're the
one who's responsible
for everything my
family has suffered.
But my name is
Everett Blackheart.
Take
out your car keys
and put them on the table.
You made one fatal
mistake Everett.
How so?
You chose my
family for your meat grinder.
Jessica.
Mom I'm
breaking you out.
What are you doing?
Wait.
Oh come on.
Please come on,
come on.
Oh no.
Oh no.
Come on.
Help me, get him off.
No.
Oh no.
Oh no it's Toby.
No Toby, you killed him.
I need him alive.
We need him to find Sam.
You didn't have to
shoot your brother.
That wasn't Toby.
Everett Blackheart you filth.
You coward.
What's he doing on my farm?
You mean his farm.
What is this?
He's the meat eater.
I always knew this business
better than you Hansen.
I puppeteered you
like an obedient dog
through these cruel years.
And the vengeance tasted
even sweeter than I hoped.
Sweeter than the flesh
carved from my livestock
and by your grotesque
monster of a son.
My son is dead.
Good, he can rot
with his b*tch mother
in the stinking pits of hell.
At least they left
behind a loyal husband
and a loving father unlike
Betty Blackheart's
coward of a husband.
I watched you kill
my boys Hansen.
I hid in the woods while
you buried their bodies.
Waiting for the
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