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of scissors into her neck,

I'd be f***ed up for life.

Surprised you two ain't

more f***ed up for seeing it.

Well, we didn't see her do it.

They don't even know

if she did it for sure.

Could be a killer out there,

for all we know.

Sh*t, man. That's where Bernie is.

He's hunting the son of a b*tch down.

You know what I'd do

if I found my daughter's killer.

I'd make him swallow a pair of scissors.

Then I'd cut his tongue out.

Then I'd take a leak on him.

Jesus, Roy, you got a sick mind.

It's what you like about me, ain't it?

Yeah.

That and my big heart.

My big, fat heart.

Hey, Lindsay, you like

my big, fat heart, don't you?

Hey, sweetie,

you ask about that job yet?

Dylan wants me to go back

to work at the church,

more clerical stuff.

Oh, honey, that's an honor.

After all we been through,

that's exactly what you need.

Sh*t, man. What'd I do now?

Man.

All right. You guys wait here.

Bernard's dead.

Oh, no.

He hung himself.

...interpretation.

Analzye and re-analyze.

But most of them turned out

very, very well.

Who would've thought

Bernard, of all people?

I guess losing Natalie was

more than he could handle.

All we can do is pray.

For him or us?

Us?

People are saying things.

Like what?

Like, you know,

maybe it's, like, a suicide pact.

What the hell is this?

Mary, what's up?

Dylan's going to kick his ass.

- Whose ass?

- Wait, Lindsay.

Dylan?

That guy's a freak.

Dylan? What's going on?

No need to worry.

Dylan, what are you do...

Don't you worry. No need to worry.

Don't you look at her.

For God's sakes, Dylan.

They worship the devil, Lindsay.

You can't worship something

you don't believe in.

Satan's a creation of your religion.

Hit him, hit him. Harder.

Stop this right now.

Dylan.

Thy pain is thy cleansing.

Yeah, man. Good job.

Yeah, Dylan.

Thank you for helping me.

Sorry about your brother.

Thank you.

I'm Aidan.

Lindsay.

You seem to know your way.

We used to sneak back here.

For a good scare?

We were kids.

It's okay.

My mother actually liked the visits.

She loved children.

It's the adults that made her suffer.

Are you coming in?

No, I shouldn't.

You've seen the outside

of the house enough as a kid,

you might as well see the inside.

You got stuff for those cuts?

Inside, I do.

That's my great-grandmother.

Do you play?

No.

Do you believe he killed himself?

He hated himself.

He always did.

When I found his body, I wasn't surprised.

Do you have any other family?

I have a cousin Sadie.

She's coming down tomorrow

from New York for the funeral.

I haven't spoken to my father in a year.

That's where they killed her.

I thought the fire was an accident.

Well, that's what they said.

Crazy woman tripped

over a few candles.

Fire spreads fast,

and she's trapped inside.

It was retribution.

I guess it didn't take much

for them to blame her,

especially since what they said she was.

I'm sorry.

Why'd you and your brother

come back?

This is the house we grew up in.

It's our home.

That's her.

She's beautiful.

You remind me of her.

Really?

I don't mean looks.

It's how you carry yourself.

How you treat people.

Is that you and your brother?

That's me.

I've never seen that side of Dylan.

You have to believe me.

His other side must be something.

When...

When my father died,

I was lost.

He came...

he came to me from the church,

pulled me through a bad time.

Loss brings people together.

What is it?

Nothing.

It's just that Dylan said

something similar recently,

about trials and tribulations.

Billy, is that you?

What are you doing here?

Who are you?

Come to me.

What are you doing?

Hey.

You can sneak a peek, honey.

I ain't shy.

Where have you been?

Out driving.

Don't you lie to me.

I wasn't doing anything.

I think I'm going to leave you to it.

Roy.

Roy, we have that thing

tomorrow night, though, right?

Oh, yeah. Just give me a call.

Dylan called.

So?

He says you were

with the Spindle boy.

Did Dylan also mention

that he beat him up?

That boy touch you?

No.

I was just helping him.

We just talked.

Oh, I'm sure that's all you did.

You're completely soaked.

I can see everything.

You ought to be

ashamed of yourself,

treating Dylan the way you do.

- Look, I just took care...

- You went home with a stranger,

and one from a very

questionable family.

Come on, you've never met him.

He's decent, and his family's

been here way longer than us.

Was he playing the victim for you?

Poor little boy in need of help?

No. We tried to bring them

into the fold.

We went to that house.

We invited them to church.

We welcomed them with open arms.

And then you realized

they were different.

Their beliefs are rooted

in darkness, sweetie,

- pure and simple.

- Maybe...

When they rejected God,

they rejected us.

Maybe they just wanted to be left alone.

Maybe that boy just wants to get laid.

I don't like talking to you

when you're like this.

- Like what?

- Piss-ass drunk.

...6, 7, 8.

Pull back, 2, 3, 4.

Step together, 6, 7, 8.

Great. Let's try that from the top.

And 5, 6, 7, 8.

To the front, 2, 3, 4,

5, 6, 7, 8.

And roll, 2, 3, 4.

Other side. 6, 7, 8.

Bye, Dad.

See you later, sweetie.

And actually, it takes us

to our last question

that we have when we're analyzing,

um, Joseph Conrad's

Heart of Darkness.

And the last question I have, then,

why would Marlow,

why would our narrator,

point-blank lie

when Kurtz' fiance asks him

what Kurtz' final words were?

Whatever. They're just jealous.

That doesn't make me feel better.

What'd you expect?

I mean, you're already

dating the pastor's son.

Who's, like, Grovetown royalty.

And now, the Spindle kid

has taken a shine to you?

Aidan? Why do you say that?

I heard you rescued him.

No, I... I just drove him home.

Wow, you're more wild than

I give you credit for, girl.

No, we just... we just talked.

I thought he could use

someone to comfort him.

Oh. Is that what they're calling it now?

Claire.

Were there sparks?

Come on, it's a little much to ask for.

Well, I ask for it all the time.

Just... Just be a little careful, okay?

I can't control what people think.

Right now, they see you

as being on his side.

Okay? They praise God for the good

and blame the devil for the bad.

It doesn't matter.

Come on, I don't plan

on going back there.

Well, maybe I'll stop by later.

You can take me to meet him.

Maybe he has a friend

you can hook me up with.

And the weak will walk away,

but the strong,

the strong will deal with

the son of Candace Spindle,

this godless heir to a murderess mother.

And a festering sore of heresy.

Don't you touch him.

Well, that's a relief.

I was beginning to think

I didn't exist to you.

You know why I'm not talking to you.

Look, I did what I had to do, Lindsay.

You'll come to understand that.

I doubt it.

The suicides all started

with the Spindle boy, okay?

Natalie had that book.

Come on, it's just a book.

That's like saying the Bible is just a book.

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