Leatherface

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Okay, now make a wish.

Blow 'em out.

- Yay!

- All right!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

All right.

Drayton, where are your manners?

Give the first piece

to the thief.

I didn't steal

your f***in' pigs!

You callin' my son a liar? He saw

your grubby hands steal our property.

Why would I go anywhere near

your dirty pigs?

Or your filthy family?

I swear, the whole world

gonna find out

what kind of brood

you raising here, Verna!

Shut him up. I've had enough.

- Ohh!

- Listen to me.

No hillbilly's gonna ruin

my son's special night.

You ready for your present?

You know you're my special boy.

Come on, Jed.

Here you go.

Jed.

Yeah, this is it, Jed.

Now, remember,

bad people like him,

they're trying to

break our family apart.

But we're not gonna

let that happen, right?

Now go on now, pick it up.

Jed, pick it up.

Jed.

Jed.

Jed. Jed.

- Jed. Jed. Jed.

- Pick it up, Jed.

Jed. Jed. Jed. Jed.

Jed. Jed. Jed. Jed.

- Come on now.

- -You know what you have to do.

- That's right, Jed!

- -Get him, boy!

Come on now, Jed.

Jed. Jed. Jed. Jed. Jed...

No! No!

- Here you go.

- -Get him, son!

No!

Ohh. Ohh. Ohh. Ohh...

- No!

- You can do it!

- Whoo!

No!!!

No, please! No!

- No!!!

- Jed. Jed.

- Jed. Jed. Jed...

Jed, go. Go.

That's right, do it!

Jed. Jed. Jed!

No!!!

Aaaah!

Stop! Stop now!

Aaaah!

Hey. You let us down, Jed.

It's okay.

Your family's

always here for you.

Remember that.

Okay.

- You tryin' to make us crash?

- You want me to stop?

Nah, didn't say that.

Look out!

What the hell was that thing?

Hey, Betty.

What is it?

I don't know.

Well, let's go.

What?

It's just a kid.

Let's go!

We're gonna be late!

Hey, there.

You okay?

You shouldn't play in the road.

Help me! Please!

Hey, Betty, where you goin'?

I didn't hit him!

- There's something wrong!

- Betty!

He needs help!

Jesus Christ.

Hey, little guy, you hear me?

Let me help you!

Hello?

It's okay!

You can come out!

Betty!

Betty, where'd you get off to?

Hello?

Come on.

I won't touch you.

I just want to help.

Okay?

You done good, Jed.

Looks like you can

learn a after all.

Nubbins, go ahead

and learn him some more.

Show him.

Where is she?!

- Take 'er easy, Hal.

- Let me through, goddamnit!

- Hold it! Hold it!

- Get the f*** off me! -We need

to figure out what happened.

- Easy there, Hal.

- That's my baby in there.

Is she in there?

Is my baby in there?

Answer me, goddamnit!

We got one of them.

Arggh!

I couldn't get to her on time.

I'm real sorry, sir,

I swear to god.

Drayton Sawyer.

This time it ain't

the Gorman house.

Nah. You're grown up now.

That means the gas chamber

for you.

For what?

You arrestin' me

for finding a body?

That ain't no crime I heard of.

How about I put a bullet

right in your f***in' skull?

- Hold on.

- Put it away, Hal.

He's right.

We ain't got nothin' on him.

Easy, Hal.

Keep your head on.

Hal, he ain't worth it.

Come on, Hal. Put the gun down.

F***in' trash.

You let those boys go

this instant.

Don't count on it, Verna.

You see them do something wrong?

No, I didn't think so.

You uncuff him.

You let him out of the car.

No.

He's stayin' right there.

What for?

He's not under arrest.

He's under protection.

- From you.

- What are you talkin' about?

I can't count how many

crime scenes I've been to

where there just happened

to be Sawyers there already.

- Them kids ain't safe with you.

- Horseshit.

Send some units over

to the Sawyer house.

You round up all the minors.

I want all of them.

- You hear me?

- You can't do that.

Well, I'll have a warrant

that says I can

by the time we arrive.

It's called child endangerment.

You take one of mine...

And I'll take all yours, Verna.

All of 'em.

In 1935, the state

of Texas instituted

an endangered childcare program.

The first year nearly fifty

children were taken from homes

where criminal activity

was the norm.

Most of these children

were given new names

and entered into foster care.

Others, the product of

degenerate parentage,

were remitted here

to Gorman house.

We take care of their

psychological and physical needs.

Yes, sir.

I've been wanting to

come on here for a long time.

I think I can help them...

- Elizabeth.

Oh, please, sir, Lizzy's fine.

Elizabeth.

Most of these kids

will end up in prison

or mental institutions.

Keeping them here

is safer for everyone.

Keep your guard up.

Well, hello.

My name is Lizzy.

I'm new here, and I want

to get to know y'all.

[Man[ Oh. That's bud.

You don't say all that much,

do you, big guy?

- Nuh-uh.

- Unh-unh.

- Uh... You're in my seat.

- Oh. Sorry.

I thank you kindly.

- Uh, I'm...

- Lizzy.

Yeah, I heard. I heard.

S-sorry, I'm Jackson.

Jackson and bud.

And what meds

we have you on, Jackson?

Meds, huh?

They give 'em to us

and we take 'em, right?

We figured you'd know more about

all of that than us, Lizzy.

You aren't gonna be trouble

for me, are you?

No, not me, Lizzy.

Is there a reason you keep

saying my name like that?

No, uh, I reckon I might like

how it sounds, is all.

F*** you, a**hole!

I'll pop your eyes right

the f*** out of your head!

- Let him go.

- Mind your own business!

Is it my business.

What is the problem?

He said some things

I didn't care for.

Something about a girl

in a nurse uniform,

what she might taste like.

Hey! Hey! Get off me! Let go!

F*** you, Frankenstein!

Break it up, pinheads!

- Back to what you were doing.

- I didn't do nothin'.

Don't look at me.

What are you doing?

Come here.

What's the big deal?

It was just a stupid mouse.

Got a light?

You're not allowed

to smoke in here.

I got me special permission.

True story.

You can ask Dr. Lang.

- I will.

- He'll tell you it helps me.

On account of my anxiety.

Truth is...

It's 'cause I'm his favorite.

He told me so.

- You just got yourself a warnin'.

- For what?

- I was takin' a bath.

- Get out.

B*tch.

Everything all right?

Uh, yes, Dr. Lang, I'm fine.

I'll have a word

with Isaac and bud.

Bud didn't do nothin'.

Lookin' forward to our session

tomorrow, Jackson?

Sir, he's right, actually,

bud didn't do anything.

He was just fighting?

- Well, he was protecting me.

- Remind me to tell you later

what he did to his last

foster family.

They took away his dog.

Yes.

That's a perfectly good reason to

bludgeon somebody into a coma.

Yeah, well, I'm just sayin'.

I'm sorry,

I didn't mean to scare you.

You didn't.

Thanks for helping bud.

I know you don't even know him,

so that's, um, that's nice.

Well, I'm here to help you all.

You're the first nice one

we've had around here.

So I thought you should know.

Know what?

What goes on in the ECT chamber.

Kids around here got to callin' that Dr.

Lang's chamber of horrors.

Piece of sh*t.

Why is that?

You drop by tonight,

you can find out for yourself.

I think maybe you could even

do something about it.

Yeah.

Jackson.

You're gonna get out of here

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