(crickets chirping)
(sheets rustling)
(Rae groaning) (sheets crinkling)
(car tires crunching)
(phone vibrating)
(sheets rustling)
- It's late.
- [Leroy] Uh huh, I know what time it is.
- I'm sleeping.
- [Leroy] Wake the fuck up. I'm hungry.
- Make tenderloins for dinner. They're in the fridge.
- [Leroy] I ain't eating that leftover shit.
- It's from a few hours ago. (sheets rustling)
Just heat it up.
I got the SAT this week. I gotta rest.
(Leroy chuckling)
- [Leroy] I hate to break
the eggs in your basket, chickadee.
You ain't going to college,
but you go on ahead and get your beauty sleep.
I'll just wake up your mama.
- No.
(Rae sighing)
Stop, I'll come.
(phone clattering)
(lamp switch clicking)
(hand thumping) (pillowcase crinkling)
(clothes rustling)
(door creaking)
(Leroy sniffling)
(footsteps thudding)
(Leroy sighing)
(fridge door creaking) (bottles clinking)
(fridge door thudding)
(Leroy grunting and sniffling)
- We still got them beef tips in the meat house.
- That's the last pack.
Been a slow season.
I've got no orders this came off of.
(shoes thudding)
- Guess you need to get your ass out there
and do some hunting then, don't ya?
- [Rae] Isn't that your thing?
(Leroy sighing)
(paper crinkling)
Found a note on the door from the power company, Leroy.
- [Leroy] What? - We need money.
- Huh? I paid that.
Are you deaf, girl? I said I was hungry.
(arm swishing)
(arm thumping)
I ought to lock your ass up in that
freezer for a night or two.
That'd cool you off for a bit. (Rae's head thudding)
(tense music) Oh. Damn. You feel good.
Somebody's been working out, huh?
(Rae whimpering) Alright, save your energy.
You and I could have a little bit of fun later, hm?
- You're such a bastard.
- Aw, listen at you whispering sweet nothings. Say it again.
(Leroy sighing)
(ominous whirring)
(television clicking)
(reporter chattering)
(chains clinking)
(cooler door creaking and slamming)
(leaves rustling)
(meat sizzling)
(pan clattering)
(Leroy grunting)
- [Leroy] Give me a paper towel.
- Do you have to do that at the dinner table?
- My table, my house.
I do it wherever I goddamn please.
(crickets chirping)
(Leroy grumbling)
(stove dial clicking) (meat sizzling)
(fork scraping)
(pan clattering)
(plate thudding)
You waiting on my scraps?
(intense foreboding music) Get on. Sleep tight.
Don't let the bed bugs bite.
(Leroy chewing and moaning)
(pen scraping)
(Leroy chewing and moaning)
(Leroy smacking lips)
(pen scraping)
(Leroy chewing and smacking lips)
(Rae panting)
(cage rattling)
(door knob clicking)
(door creaking)
(Leroy snoring)
(Leroy's head thudding)
(pill bottle clattering)
(wheelchair rattling)
(metallic ringing)
(knife clattering)
(cattle prod crackling) (Leroy yelling)
What do you think you're doing?
- [Rae] What you taught me to do.
Survive.
- [Leroy] Huh?
What the hell are you talking about?
Get these ropes off me or I'll fucking slit your throat.
- Not if I slit yours first.
(cattle prod crackling) (Leroy screaming)
(Leroy grunting and scoffing)
- You ain't got the guts.
- [Rae] I don't want guts.
(knife scraping)
I got the skills.
(knife scraping)
You selling Mama's painkillers,
popping them yourself,
or both?
- Fuck you, faggot.
- You watch her suffer,
not giving a fuck if she lives or dies.
Drinking away every last penny
Mama had saved for my tuition.
What good is it to be smart
if you can't even afford to go to college?
(Leroy scoffing)
- I'm your daddy.
(knives clicking)
I'm your daddy.
- Nah. (coat rustling)
You are just a piece of shit
who conned my mama into marrying you.
- [Leroy] They'll come looking for me.
- Who? Ain't nobody gonna come looking for you.
You burned every bridge you've ever walked on,
and your only known relatives live right here
on these 12 acres.
As far as I know, you never came home tonight.
(Leroy panting) No telling who
you pissed off at the bar.
- Help!
Help me!
- [Rae] I've waited a long time for this moment, Leroy,
(sinister music) and now you can suck
my proverbial dick.
Is that word too good for you?
I hope you choke on it.
(knife swishing) (Leroy shouting)
(rope creaking) (Leroy yelling)
(Rae grunting)
(Leroy yelling)
- [Leroy] Help! (shouts)
Help me!
(knife swishing)
(bucket clattering)
(Leroy struggling)
(knife swishing) (Leroy gasping)
(Rae grunting)
(blood spurting) (Leroy gagging and coughing)
(Leroy choking)
(menacing rhythmic music)
(meat squelching)
(cooler door thudding)
(paper rustling)
(metal clattering) (clothes thudding)
(gasoline splashing)
(match crackling)
(birds chirping)
(chickens clucking)
(lamp switch clicking)
(gentle guitar music)
(blankets rustling)
(triumphant country music)
(car tires crunching)
- [Rae] Hey there. We got short ribs-
- [Customer] Um, I'll take the short ribs.
(meat slapping)