Josie Page #5

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with the turtles

and have a drink?

Wow, it looks

amazing out here.

Oh, there he is!

Can I pick him up?

Go ahead.

Oh, God damn gorgeous.

Is this the boy

or the girl?

That's a girl.

What's her name again?

Francine.

That's a funny name

for a tortoise.

Naming a tortoise anything

is pretty funny if you

think about it.

No no, no.

-Sit here.

-You sure?

No, please.

Can I get some of that?

You a God-fearing

man, Hank?

Nah.

Ain't never really

had no use for a god.

What about in that room

where you watched all

those people die?

Ain't no god in there.

Even with the priest

reading his rites?

No.

You know, in school when I

was little, they used to

teach us about

God, heaven, hell.

All that.

And I'd tell my

mama about it.

About what I learned and

how I wanted to go to

heaven and be with

Jesus and God.

And you know what

she'd say to me?

She'd say "Josie

there ain't no god.

And even if there is, he's

a f***ed up a**hole who

ain't never done

right by you or me."

And I'd just

look up at her.

These big wide eyes not

even sure what all the

words really meant.

Eventually I learned

though, but not a day goes

by that I don't think

about what she said to me.

You believe her?

Don't care so much either,

I guess, just something

that always stuck with me.

Where's she at now?

Dead.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Me too.

You slash out

Marcus' tire?

He ain't that

bad of a guy.

Y'all just need to sit

down and have a beer and

straighten out whatever's

been going on with you two.

What's going on lately?

With you?

[knocking at the door]

I took the liberty.

Thanks for coming, Marcus.

No problem.

Hank, I asked Marcus here

so you two could talk

about whatever's been

going on and maybe come to

some sort of an agreement?

I believe Marcus has

a few things to say.

Yeah, well, uh.

Sorry I call you Spank and

that I messed with your truck.

And?

And your boat.

I'll stop messing

with your stuff.

Thank you.

Hank?

Sorry about your tire.

I'll replace it.

Hope we can stay out

of each other's way.

Sure we can.

But I'll be over here

sometimes though.

Think we can be civil?

I don't see why not.

Alright.

That extend to school too?

Yeah, it does.

I appreciate that.

See?

Wasn't so hard.

Let's seal it

with a drink.

Sit, I've got it.

Catch anything good

out on the lake?

Good enough.

I can... I can get

dinner for a few days.

You fish?

Yeah.

Yeah, I also like to hunt.

To dtente.

Hm?

Cheers?

What you hunt?

Whatever.

If it breathes

I'll kill it.

I got this a while back.

Dear lord.

Lemme take a look at that.

What a beautiful...

Yeah.

So beautiful.

Mm.

It's so...

[siren sounds]

[tense music]

Any last words?

Hank.

It's okay.

Don't struggle.

[muffled] Oh no...

Picture was snapped

17 years ago on my 4th birthday.

They took him away

three months later.

Guess I just

got used to it.

Next six years or so we'd

visit him a few times a

month and tell him

what was going on.

How my school project

went, how my soccer game was.

My daddy was in jail.

It just became normal.

He wasn't home

but he was alive.

And then he wasn't

even that anymore.

I watched you

strap him down.

Yeah.

My mama probably didn't

use the best judgment

bringing me there, but

she wanted me to see what

y'all were

gonna do to him.

To an innocent man.

She leaned over and

whispered in my ear,

"Those men are all cowards."

Then they asked him if

he had any last words.

Do you remember

what he said?

"To all of you

that put me here."

"You will meet a fate

far worse than this."

Keep going.

"You will suffer in ways you

never thought possible."

"That I promise you."

What are you seeing, Hank?

Nothing.

You ain't a bad guy.

Truth is, I know

you're actually sorry.

I know it torments

you. It eats at you.

The others I've done...

They just went on

with their lives.

They got off on

what they did.

Sick fucks.

But I've made sure

daddy's words came true.

They've suffered.

Same goes for anyone

I do after this.

Not you.

No suffering.

Just peace.

[gasps]

[police sirens]

(Hank) I bled out in

under two minutes.

She set up Marcus

pretty bad.

I mean, look at the scene.

He's going to have a hard time

explaining he didn't kill me.

Martha and Gordy were

asked to give a statement.

Gordy, he told 'em some

stuff about what was going

on with me and

Josie and Marcus.

The pranks and...

Well, sh*t.

How I lusted after Josie and

was jealous of her and Marcus.

I ain't sure

where I'm at now.

There ain't something,

but there ain't nothing either.

I got no malice towards

Josie, or whatever her

name is, for what she did.

I mean, all them years I

took part in evening the

score for the

state of Texas.

But when we settled one

that wasn't meant to be

settled, nothing

happened to us.

She's just

rectifying that.

And as for Josie...

[rock music]

Is it true?

Is she really

after me?

Is she telling

me what to do?

Telling me what

to do while I'm

Asleep

Am I like you?

My hands, my mouth

My knees

May I help you?

Whiskey.

Good afternoon, Miss.

You gonna

just sit there, or

are you gonna

buy me a drink?

Hey Stump, get us a couple

of whiskeys and a couple

of brews, huh?

Name's Matthew.

Nice to meet you

Matthew, I'm Francine.

Well, welcome

to Huntsville.

Nothing new

Me, you

We'll never say it

Won't stop 'til

we're through

Yeah, we won't stop

'til we're through

Won't stop 'til there's

nothing left at all

Am I like you?

My hands

My mouth

My knees

[relaxed music]

You've got

your problems

You've been

put to the test

You've had

your hard times

Well man, so

have the rest

Enjoy what you have

Enjoy what you have

You've got life,

you've got breath

You've got

time to live

You say you're

bored now

You've got

nothing to do

You've gotta make

your own good times

'Cause you're

living for you

Enjoy what you have

Enjoy what you have

You've got life,

you've got breath

You've got

time to live

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