Where the Devil Roams (2023) Movie Script
1
(dramatic, menacing music)
(no audio)
(people chattering)
(laughing)
-When Abaddon the angel fell,
he made his home in
the depths of Hell,
alone and full of dark despair.
He defied the god
who'd sent him there.
Escaping from his fiery den,
he clawed his way
to the land of men.
In the guise of a pauper,
he lived his days,
unseen by God's selective gaze.
Lost and alone, a
one-winged dove,
he met a woman and
found true love.
Playing tricks for
her, the Devil's art,
and soon enough,
he'd won her heart.
But bodies fade and rot inside
and by and by, his lover died.
Enraged, the Devil
ripped his guise
and yelled up to the holy skies.
God awoke in a perilous fit
and dragged the Devil
back to his pit.
But he clung to his love,
his claws pulled her asunder
'til God pushed him down and
the dark sucked him under.
Vultures picked at the body.
God watched the theft
'til only the bones and
her heart were left.
And while God slept,
the heart revived
with the Devil's
needle lodged inside.
Know this, the Devil
has his friends,
the murderers, thieves,
the odds and ends,
the quiet and broken,
the brutally flawed
who slip beneath
the eyes of God.
And so the heart
was lost 'til found
and through the
ages passed around
by those who like to cut and sew
while the Devil guides
them from below,
to hide the heart
in flesh and bone
so the Devil will
no more be alone.
And they sing this
song soft and sweet
to keep the heavens
sound asleep.
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken.
While the body rots
to dust and bones,
there's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(audience applauding)
(muffled thumping)
(quiet, ominous music)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thumping)
-Maggie.
(muffled thumping)
(quiet, eerie music)
(wind hissing)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(wind hissing)
(quiet, eerie music)
(creaking floorboards)
(whispers) Maggie.
(quiet, eerie music)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
Don't, Maggie.
(quiet, eerie music)
Maggie.
Maggie, please.
(dramatic, menacing music)
(quiet, ominous music)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
I was broken open
Now I'm free
Heaven has fallen
Spread your wings
Cut me if you love me
Cut me if you care
Cut me if you love me
Cut me if you love me
(rhythmic, rock music)
(rhythmic, rock music continues)
(door squeaks)
(clatters)
(muffled radio voice)
(pattering footsteps)
(muffled radio voice continues)
-Excuse me, please don't touch.
That's not for sale.
(muffled radio voice)
-Pretending to be in love,
pretending to be
moral, pretending.
-No.
-The great pretender.
-A quarter.
Okay, good day.
(muffled radio voice)
Hi Eve.
You know, if you come by later,
I'll do your hair up
just the way you like it.
(muffled radio voice)
(door squeaks)
(pattering footsteps)
(door clatters)
Hey Mr. Simms.
(thumping footsteps)
(door squeaks)
(clatters)
(muffled radio voice)
(pattering footsteps)
-But good Christians,
you will be brought home.
Miracle, yes, I say yes!
The Devil roams among us,
(tools clanking)
looking for you.
(scissors snapping)
Throwing rocks, is it you?
Pray it's not!
Do not give pursuit--
(scissors clatter)
Not look at her, do
not comfort her--
(register keys snapping)
-67 cents.
(coins clinking)
-Who is a charlatan?
The whore of Babylon!
(coins rattle)
If this is where
the Devil roams,
and now I know--
-Careful,
or I might clip
those nimble fingers.
(clattering footsteps)
(muffled radio voice)
(door squeaks)
(clatters)
-And the great
dragon was cast out,
metal vermin, called the Devil.
And Satan was deceiving
the whole world.
He was cast out!
Do you hear what I--
(voice drowned out)
(items rattling)
(scissors snip)
(drawer clatters)
The Devil roams among us.
This is where the Devil roams--
(scissors snip)
(squeaking metal)
(door creaks)
(metal squeaks)
(distant laughter)
(dog barking)
(hammer thumping)
(hammer thumping)
(dog continues barking)
(shuffling footsteps)
(dog barking)
(energetic, rock music)
(people laugh)
(rhythmic, rock music)
I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna
make it like I'm, uh huh
I'm gonna make it, uh huh
I'm gonna make it
I'm gonna take it, yeah
I'm gonna take it
like I'm, uh huh
Gonna take it, uh huh
You can't keep me down,
baby, you can't keep me down
You can't keep me down,
baby, you can't keep me down
-Hey, everybody pays!
Down
-My mom's got the money!
I'm stealing the
crowd, with your love
With your love,
with you in it
I'm stealing the
crowd, with your love
With your love,
with you in it
(bell ringing)
(people chattering)
Correct and broken bones
Are all I've ever known
And when the stitch is sewn
The lover laughs alone
Blessed is the love
Born in blood and stone
Blessed is the love
Born in blood and stone
(people chattering)
(people continue to chatter)
-Cats must fall to win,
three throws a nickle, folks,
cats must fall to win,
three throws a nickel.
-Five pennies,
three throws, come on, folks,
it's a game of skill.
Go home with a prize today.
-Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel.
(playful, distant music)
-Max.
(playful, distant music)
(people chattering)
(people chattering)
(playful, distant music)
-Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel.
Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel,
hit them cats down.
-So what's the
scam with this one?
-No scam.
-Cat heavy or the ball light?
-Why don't you slap down
a nickel and find out.
-(laughs) Lady, I didn't get
this farm playing the fool.
You have a good night.
-Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel.
-Oh Lord, what time I cry
in the night before thee?
For my soul is
sated with troubles
and my life draweth
nigh until the grave.
I've called upon thee,
oh Lord, every day!
I have spread forth
my hands unto thee.
Thou hast laid me in the
nether-most pit, in dark places,
in the deeps.
Set apart among the dead!
Like the slain that
lie in the grave
whom now remembers no more!
-Everyone's here
for Mister Tipps.
-They're cut off from my hand.
(distant people chattering)
(children playing)
(scissors snip)
(audience gasps)
I have born thy terrors.
(finger clatter)
Thy terrors have cut me off.
(finger clatters)
(scissors snip)
(finger clatters)
Lord, why casteth off my soul?
Why hidest thou
thy face from me?
Shall thy mercy be
declared in the grave?
(child screams)
Or thy faithfulness
in destruction?
(audience applauds)
(cheers)
(carefree, strumming music)
(fire crackling)
(carefree strumming continues)
(fire crackling)
-Miss Rocky, you sure can
make that little guitar sing.
-Nah.
-It's true.
I'd kill for that
kind of talent.
-Well, you're a better
crowd than tonight's.
It was a hard one.
-Well they sure like Mr. Tipps.
(speaking foreign language)
-How's he do that?
-He's a magician,
that's what they do.
-That ain't magic,
he's kissing the Devil.
(gentle, strumming music)
(fire crackling)
-Mm, that sound is
better than ice cream
on a hot summer day.
(speaking foreign language)
-Why don't you take it, Maggie?
Have some fun with it.
-I can't take
your little guitar.
-Sure you can.
You know, if you learn
how to play good,
you might get invited to
the Buffalo Horror Show.
-(chuckles) Nah, we're
just a little side act.
-Ah, (speaks foreign language)
-Take it, I got three others.
(fire crackling)
(out of tune strumming)
(distant dog barking)
(out of tune strumming)
(quiet, menacing music)
(quiet menacing music continues)
(quiet, menacing
music continues)
-You're letting in the cold.
Come in.
(quiet, menacing music)
Time to fix the tips.
Wanna watch?
Devil knows you
can keep a secret.
(quiet, menacing music)
When I was a boy,
I loved the circus.
Every summer, when
it came to town,
my mother would
give me five pennies
to see the show
under the big top.
The Strong Man, ladies
riding the elephants,
and the acrobats,
flying through the air.
I saw a man drop to his death.
His brains flew out
of his head like
cotton candy, all pink and
soft, all over the crowd.
And a lion eat the
arm off a little girl.
(chuckles) I saw Rizzo the
Wizzo take her final ride
through her meat cannon, her
insides now on the outside.
(chuckles) But I longed
for something different,
a ticket away from
my mother's tears,
my father's fists.
Magic.
And I found it
(quiet, menacing music)
in this small tent,
on a battered little stage,
not unlike yours.
A man by the name of Broken Cane
who performed acts,
small and sickening,
a pinky, a big toe, snip, snip,
and the very next
show, they'd be back.
He's no rabbit puller,
no card counter.
How'd he do that?
(distant dog barks)
I just had to know.
So I watched and I
listened, and one night,
he told me the
story of Abaddon--
(distant dog barking)
And the magic heart.
It was a burden he
was happy to unload.
And when he stank
of wine and piss,
I took his magic
and made my own pact
with the darkness.
(quiet, menacing music)
But I'm not greedy,
I stick to the tips.
Only the tips.
(flesh squelches)
When you dance with the Devil,
you gotta make it quick.
So I sing a lullaby,
soft and sweet,
to keep the heavens
sound asleep.
(distant dog barking)
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
while the body rots
to dust and bones.
There's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(quiet, dark music)
That's a powerful psalm, honey.
(distant dog barking)
(quiet, dark music)
Don't get any ideas, missy,
Devil and me got a deal.
Needs to be heard anyway,
sweet as the breeze
in Abaddon's ear.
(quiet, dark music)
Get out.
And not a word.
(distant dog barks)
(chuckles) Not a word.
(quiet, dark music)
(distant dog barking)
-You okay, Ned?
-Mm.
-Bank trying to take the farm?
-They already took it.
(dog barking)
-I'm out.
-I like it.
How about you, Seven, you
like that 10 of hearts,
that good for you?
(dog barking)
You ain't got shit
this time, buddy.
Your luck's run out.
-Jesus, Sparks,
will you shut it?
-Seven, you in?
I'm making you pay
a buck to play.
-Eh, ain't your bet to make.
It's your bet, Ned.
-I'm out.
-It's my bet now.
Two doll hairs.
(dog barking)
-I'm in.
-All right, let's see 'em.
(dog barking)
(wind hissing)
(laughs) Oh, that's
hard to beat.
-That's a good hand.
-Lay 'em on the table, Seven.
-(laughs) Oh,
that's gotta hurt.
Best hand you've had all night
and it ain't good enough.
-Hold on, hold on, hold on.
You know what, he's cheating.
-Bull shit.
-He's fucking cheating.
-(chuckles) Don't let
Maggie catch you saying that.
-He didn't cheat.
-I ain't won a hand
this whole circuit,
and every night you go
home with my earnings?
No, fuck that.
You're a cheat.
-Mm.
-He ain't cheating.
Seven's just not a (smacks
lips) lobotomy prodigy. (laughs)
-You saying I'm stupid?
-No, but you are a clown.
(jarring, dramatic music)
-Holy shit.
(jarring, dramatic music)
Maggie!
(bodies clattering)
(dramatic, distorted music)
Maggie.
(dramatic, distorted music)
(fist smacks)
(body clatters)
Maggie.
-Don't!
S'cuse us, Ned.
(dog barking)
Shh, you okay now, lover.
You're okay.
(dog barking)
(shuffling, fast footsteps)
(distant guns blasting)
-Get rid of it, cut it off.
-Kid, I don't have a full kit.
This is not the place,
I don't have Morphine.
-Cut it off or I'm dead.
(distant guns blasting)
-Stretchers are gonna be here.
(gun blasts)
-I'll be dead by then.
Cut it off.
-What's your name?
-Sully.
-Sully, can you feel this?
-I don't know.
(distant guns blasting)
-Where are you from, Sully?
-Wisconsin.
-Can you do this?
-Do it.
(distant guns blasting)
-Can you feel this?
(flesh squelching)
Answer me, kid,
can you feel that?
(Sully laughs)
(saw buzzing)
(flesh squelching)
It's almost there.
(Sully gasps)
(distant gun blasts)
(Sully screams)
(gun blasts)
(pair gasps)
-Fuck, it's okay,
Seven, it's okay.
It's okay.
(Seven gasping)
(water burbling)
(wind hissing)
(water continues burbling)
(wind hissing)
(water continues burbling)
(wind hissing)
What day is this?
Getting light.
(water burbling)
(wind hissing)
Go grab them biscuits
before the carnies find 'em.
And take mine.
(water burbling)
(wind hissing)
(dramatic, ominous music)
(water burbling)
(dramatic, ominous
music continues)
(dramatic, ominous
music continues)
(dramatic, rock music)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
Hey Seven,
tell us about one of them
books you're reading.
-You don't wanna
hear about them books.
-I do.
-I'm reading a book
about early Christians.
-I thought you didn't
like Christians.
-I don't.
-Then why are you
reading about 'em?
-Comedy, I guess.
So this early group, they
were called gnostics.
They believed the Devil
was telling the truth
and that God was the liar.
-He is a liar.
-So when the Devil
brought the apple,
to our Eve,
he brought her knowledge,
and light,
and good.
They thought the
world was upside down
and if you stood on your head,
and opened your eyes,
it was right-side up.
-I like those Christians.
(eerie, distorted music)
(eerie, distorted
music continues)
(door rattles)
Are we late for dinner?
(lid clicks)
(record static hissing)
When the boys come home
from the eye of the storm
They hope to
find their loves
Who were left on the
shore in the days of yore
-Honey?
-Dinnertime.
Oh Eve, love the table setting.
With a high ho
and a kiss upon--
(sighs) Candlelight just
makes everything look so nice,
doesn't it?
Warm and inviting.
Drumstick for you, my love.
They say that ambience
is really important.
Is that how you
say it, ambience?
-Ambiance.
-Ambiance.
Now don't that sound nice?
They can blow with a
Heidi ho and a kiss upon--
-Honey?
The wind
-Oh she just spilled a
little in the kitchen.
I'll clean it up.
-You're upset about the farm,
but the farm was failing.
-This roast looks tender
as as a baby's bottom.
-(sighs) Debts
were outstanding.
-Well you didn't
just take the farm,
you took a little
piece of all of us,
made the world a
little more empty.
With a Heidi ho,
and a kiss upon--
-I have very nice
things that you can take.
I mean, that I can give you.
And fair sully in
-Thank you for
having us to dinner.
Sail on the waters, your
sons and you daughters
May sail on them
still someday
(pot clanking)
(cheerful music plays)
(pot continues clanking)
(cheerful music)
And the light
just slips away
(record static hissing)
(utensils clinking)
(record static hissing)
(record static hissing)
(record static
continues hissing)
(clock ticking)
(pages rustles)
(clock ticking)
(dried flowers swishing)
(dried flowers
continue swishing)
(dramatic, jarring music)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
-The head of John the Baptist.
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(fire crackling)
(quiet, ominous music)
(Maggie snoring)
-Maggie.
(Maggie snoring)
Mag.
-What.
-Roll over, you're sawing wood.
-Weren't.
-You were.
-I'm not sawing wood,
Eve's sawing wood.
-I said sawing, not saying.
(Maggie sighs)
(Seven exhales)
Ah, we gotta get moving,
it's light out and
this land's posted.
-(mutters) Seven,
I ain't gettin' up.
-Well, save some
wood for tomorrow.
(water burbling)
(birds squawking)
(water continues burbling)
(birds squawking)
(water continues burbling)
(water continues burbling)
Maggie, we gotta keep moving.
-Okay Seven.
What spooked ya?
(water burbling)
(birds squawking)
It's just a bird.
(water burbling)
(birds squawking)
(Canadian geese squawking)
(water burbling)
(Maggie crunches)
(engine rumbling)
(engine continues rumbling)
(bird cawing)
(engine rumbling)
(bird cawing)
(engine rumbling)
(door creaks)
(clatters)
Hi.
We'll take that room
for the night, please.
(engine rumbling)
-75 cents per person.
-Your sign out front
says 75 cent per night.
-The room is 75 cents
per night, per person.
-That's not what
your sign says.
-Well what I say is, it's 75
cents per night, per person.
-Three 75s.
-Correct.
-I'm not counting
75 three times.
Your sign--
-Do you want the room or not?
-Your sign out front says
room 75 cent per night.
-Cents, 75 cents,
per person, per night, per room.
Two dollars and 25 cents.
(engine rattling)
-Uh oh, a dark cloud
just hit Maggie.
(engine rumbling)
(engine continues rumbling)
-Turn around.
-Maggie.
-Turn around, please?
-Maggie,
how about I make us a nice fire
and you make us
something to eat?
-I got a potato.
I got an onion.
Oh, and I got them apples.
I bet those apples would
be real nice in the soup,
give it a little sweetness?
Can't taste the rot.
That sounds nice.
(engine rumbling)
(out of key strumming)
(fire crackling)
Don't that sound nice?
-(chuckles) Surprisingly.
(fire crackling)
(wind hissing)
(out of key strumming)
(fire crackling)
-You all think we'll
ever get invited
to the Buffalo Horror Show?
-No.
Maggie, we don't do
this 'cause we care,
we do this to travel.
-Well I think Eve got
something really special.
Maybe if you and
me piece together
something nice behind
or something good,
and real and not half
cooked and lazy bones
and good for nothin'
like we have done,
we could do real good by her.
Would you like that?
(wind hissing)
(fire crackling)
-Why do you keep
rubbing your face?
-'Cause I got a toothache.
-You want me to
have a look at it?
-Yes please, Sev, it's
damn near killing me.
(match clicks)
(hisses)
-You got a rogue tooth, Maggie.
-Oh.
Get it out.
-Maggie, I was a country
doctor, not a dentist.
-Get them tools and get it
out, Eve will help you, Seven.
-All I got's the hatchet
and some car tools.
-Get that thing outta my skull.
(distorted, disturbing music)
-Eve, if I knock that
tooth out on the first try,
you fish it out of her mouth
so she doesn't choke on it.
If it's stubborn, set the
screwdriver right back up.
Okay, don't move, Maggie,
I'm gonna count to three
and I'm gonna hit it.
-Eh, don't count to three.
(hammer clanks)
(Maggie yelps)
(Maggie muttering)
(distorted, dramatic music)
Hit it again, Seven.
(distorted, dramatic music)
(moaning) Hit it again.
(hammer clanks)
(Maggie grunts)
(Maggie moans)
(distorted, disturbing music)
Oh, I ain't gonna
miss that devil tooth.
Thank you, Eve,
thank you, Seven.
Now I'm gonna get some
shuteye. (exhales)
(shuffling footsteps)
(wind hissing)
(weapons blasting)
(labored breathing)
(shuffling footsteps)
(weapons blasting)
(humming engines)
(gunfire blasting)
(humming engines)
(engines humming)
(gunfire blasting)
-Don't shoot.
(gun blasts)
(leaves crunching underfoot)
(gunfire blasting)
(shuffling footsteps)
(labored breathing)
(buzzing engines)
(labored breathing)
(crunching leaves)
(buzzing engines)
(pattering footsteps)
(gun blasts)
(Seven gasps)
(water hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
-Lost my shoe.
Critter must have took it.
-Maggie, your
shoe's in the tent.
(water hissing)
-Seven, Eve should meet
her sister and her brother.
I got no problem with
your first life, Seven.
It's their curse they left you
after what happened in the war.
It's my blessing.
Who'd a thought a
low girl like me
would get to marry the smartest,
greatest doc ever to
roam the Catskills?
-Maggie, you were
a great nurse.
And you're a better lover.
But you know fuck-well I
was a country-hack doctor,
one step above veterinarian,
mostly a couple steps below.
-Bullshit.
My foot's cold.
(water hissing)
(engine rumbles)
(pattering footsteps)
(engine rumbles)
-Oh ah, you're not
doing that right.
You don't wanna
cut through a bone.
You wanna cut through a joint,
that's where the
ligaments and the tendons
hold the bones together.
If you cut through a bone, you
don't have a healthy stump.
So cut through the elbow.
It's called disambiguation.
And then you can put a
prosthetic arm on it or a hook.
Please, stop cutting
through those bones.
(distorted, eerie music)
(engine rattling)
(engine rumbling)
(quiet, gentle music)
(engine rumbling)
(engine rumbling)
(engine rattling)
-I don't see no lights.
No tracks or automobile.
-It's not a dead farm, Maggie.
-Oh it will be if I get woke.
We are not sleeping
in the snow again.
I'm hitting the
hay in that barn.
(door clatters)
(engine rattling)
(engine continues rattling)
(dramatic, jarring music)
-Hi.
I have a fire inside.
If you'd like to warm
up before you go.
I'm Eric.
Eric Johanssen.
Yeah?
(fire crackling)
It's goat, I raise them.
(chuckles) For milk
and for cheese.
-Thank you.
-As my parents did
and theirs before them.
And Christianson.
My home place, when
the great war came,
terrible, terrible war.
So much blood, so much fear.
(poker clanks)
Were you in the war?
-I was.
-So bad, very very bad.
So much lost, everyone suffered.
We had thousands of
men that died at sea.
(fire crackling)
When I lost my brother,
I felt so alone.
So, I leave my motherland
for big America
to begin again.
But for what?
Here I'm also alone.
But now I have company.
Sanctify the loneliness
It's beautiful and hallow
Swimming in the emptiness
so deep that it's so shallow
Jump from burning bridges--
-Oh, that's such
a lovely melody.
It reminds me of a song my
mother used to sing for me.
(singing foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(poker rattling)
(singing foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(flesh squelches)
-Maggie, what did you do?
-Germans.
After what they done to you--
-He was Norwegian.
-Is that a kind of German?
-It's close.
-I ain't ignorant.
-I know Maggie.
You love me.
-I do.
-And I love you.
So much.
(wind hissing)
(dramatic, jarring music)
(engine rumbles)
(engine hissing)
(door clatters)
(hood squeaks)
(engine hissing)
Bum radiator hose.
-It's all right, Seven,
let's just go back
to that nice house
we just passed down the road.
(shuffling footsteps)
(shuffling footsteps continue)
Seven.
We don't gotta be at the
carnival until tomorrow
and we're just a
spit's throw away.
Like a stick of gum.
(Seven knocks)
(door rattles)
(squeaks)
-Hi sir.
We've run into some
automobile trouble,
about a mile up the road.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-Randy, you're
letting in the cold.
-Um, excuse me, I'm going
to go back to my friends now,
uh--
-Very sorry to bother you,
it's just a radiator
hose, it's--
-Oh well, then that
shouldn't be too hard to fix.
-I see you have
an old garden hose
propped up against
your red barn,
if I could just take
a slice out of it,
I could replace the
radiator hose with that
and it would get me out
of a world of trouble.
-Mm, you know, let me tell ya,
there's a farm, about
five miles down the road,
and a farmer who knows
about such things.
I would suggest
you check with him.
-Five miles up the road
and five miles back to here,
another mile down
to the automobile,
that's gonna put me and my
family into some deep night.
If I could just take a small
slice outta that garden hose,
I'd gladly pay ya
double what it's worth.
-Um, his name is Jackson.
I would check with him,
he's more your man.
I'm sorry, if you'll excuse
me, my wife's out of town.
I'm sure you understand.
I don't get to entertain
as often as I like.
Good day.
When the sun goes
cold, the stars go hot
April flowers begin to rot
Monday's clouds
are Tuesday's rain
Wednesday, Thursday,
Friday the same
Like a moon on a string,
like a silvery knife
I'll feed you in
the cold, dark night
Cold, dark night
Cold, dark night
I'll sing this song
so its ghost lives on
When I'm dead and gone
(camera clicks)
(gentle, eerie music)
-Eve, did you move that ax?
You know Eve, these dead
girls are about your size.
I'm gonna go peek
upstairs in the closets.
Seven, quit looking at
them birds, come on.
(pattering footsteps)
(quiet, eerie music)
How'd the garden hose work out?
-Good, but someone
stole the spare.
-There's a special place
in Hell for thieves,
and I run it.
(quiet, distorted music)
Seven,
try that on for size.
I'm gonna keep snoopin'.
(pattering footsteps)
(door rattles)
(slow, somber, piano music)
(wind hissing)
(somber, piano music continues)
(wind hissing)
(wind continues hissing)
(quiet, distorted music)
(door rattles)
(creaks)
(wind hissing)
(door clatters)
(pattering footsteps)
(quiet, menacing music)
(quiet, menacing
music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clatters)
(quiet, eerie music)
(scissors clank)
(quiet, eerie music)
(wind hissing)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(wind hissing)
(gentle, ominous music)
(wind hissing)
(wind hissing)
(scissors snap)
(gentle, menacing music)
(glass crashes)
(dramatic, menacing music)
(door rattles)
(creaks)
(dramatic, eerie music)
Seven!
(dramatic, jarring music)
(dramatic, jarring
music continues)
(dramatic, jarring
music continues)
(quiet, menacing music)
(gurgling)
(body thuds)
(wind hissing)
(creepy, dramatic music)
(Eve gasps)
(jarring music)
(engine rumbling)
-Oh Lord,
what time I cry in
the night before thee.
For my soul is
sated with troubles
and my life draws
nigh until the grave.
(speaking foreign language)
-I called upon thee,
oh Lord, every day.
I have spread forth
my hands unto thee.
Thou has laid me in
the nethermost pit,
in dark places, in the deeps.
Set apart among the dead,
like the slain who
lie in the grave
who now rememberist no more.
And they are cut off,
(scissors snap) from thy hand!
(door rattles)
(creaks)
(lid squeaks)
(flesh squelching)
(flesh continues squelching)
(rustling)
(flesh squelching)
-My mother beat my
baby brother to death
'cause he lost his shoe.
But I lost his shoe.
(flesh squelching)
I don't know what you
got yourself into, Eve,
but if it'll save my Seven,
I'm grateful.
(people chattering)
Put your head in the middle
Put your head in the middle
Then rearrange it and
disengage it from your head
Put your chin on the fiddle
Strike the bow in the middle
(flesh squelches)
(audience gasps)
Then you can play it,
anticipate it and you're gone
(body thuds)
(audience cheers)
(Seven gasping)
-Pull off that other hand!
(flesh squelches)
(audience reacting)
-Yeah, she broke it!
(people laugh)
She broke it!
-Yeah, do it again!
Woo! (applauding)
(audience applauds)
(whistling)
-[Whispering Voice]
How does it feel
to hold the thread
between Heaven and Hell?
(eerie, quiet music)
(snoring sleeper)
(Carnie sighs)
-Looks like somebody cut
off more than you can sew.
Hm, nice work.
But it takes more
than a good stitch
to keep the light asleep.
You gotta say the spell.
What happened, did you forget?
Oh that's right,
you can't speak.
(snoring sleeper)
You're in a fix, kid.
And I'm in a fix too
'cause somebody
snatched my pin cushion.
(eerie, quiet music)
(snoring sleeper)
Give it back.
(eerie, quiet music)
(snoring sleeper)
Give it.
Looks like the Devil's
got a new dance partner.
Don't step on his toes.
(quiet, eerie music)
(snoring sleeper)
(strange, unseen muttering)
(coin clinking)
-Seven, is this game all luck
or is there something we can do
to make them pennies
fall different?
(coin clinking)
(strange, unseen muttering)
Speaking of luck, what do
you think the chances are
of us finding the thief
that stole our spare tire?
(coin clinking)
(strange, unseen muttering)
-Tiny.
-That's right, tiny.
(strange, unseen protesting)
(coin clinking)
(strange, unseen protesting)
What's it gonna cost her, Seven?
-An arm and a leg.
-That's right,
an arm and a leg.
You see, you stole a
spare tire from us,
now we're gonna have to
steal some spares from you.
(muffled protesting)
(muffled screaming)
(flesh squelches)
Eve, is that the smallest
saw you could find?
Well cut it at the elbow, just
like your father taught you.
'Cause that arm smells
like rot. (exhales)
(quiet, eerie music)
(distorted, jarring music)
(Maggie grunting)
(saw buzzing)
(distorted, jarring music)
you got your father's hands,
a doctor's hands.
Oh, I loved watching him work.
He was just Dr. Axon to me then.
I was just around to tidy up,
scrub up the blood and such.
Nobody wants to do that job.
But I liked it.
Eve, when you stuck
that lady in the head,
did it feel like you
were on a rollercoaster,
chugging up and up, and
your heart's thumping,
and ain't nothing you
can do about it now,
and then you get to the top
and everything's clear
and you can see for miles.
And then it's just a crazy,
wild, wonderful ride down,
did it feel like that?
Like you forgot how to breath
and then you remembered,
like that?
Well you did real good.
I'm so proud of you.
You may got your dad's
hands for sewing,
but you got mine for stickin'.
(hammer banging)
-Hey Seven!
We're expecting a
big crowd today.
I heard your show's fantastic,
some kind of new magic.
I can't wait to see it myself.
-Seven?
-We're so glad to have you.
Thank you for coming here
and doing this for us.
It means a lot to me.
-Seven.
(shuffling footsteps)
I was worried about you,
Seven, where'd you go?
-I'm hungry.
-Eve will make
you some breakfast.
(hammer banging)
(eerie, twinkling music)
(distant children playing)
(baby crying)
(eerie, twinkling music)
(milk burbles)
(eerie, twinkling music)
(distant children playing)
-Three cents
to see John the
Baptist head inside,
the Tent of Terrors, the
peculiar, the shocking.
Miss, miss, no, John
the Baptist head awaits.
Inside you'll see things
you've never believed,
things you couldn't imagine.
The Tent of Terrors, it awaits.
All that they, miss,
miss, no, miss,
you'll see things
you'll never believe.
Three cents gets you
John the Baptist head--
-Love you, Seven.
-In here we have--
(voice muddled)
Come beside the body of
Jesus, inside-- (voice fades)
-Hey, there they
are, Eve and Maggie.
Good afternoon.
-Hey, headed to the stage?
-Oh yes, Swinging
Boy's always on time.
-Break a leg.
-Ha, we'll leave
that to you, ma'am.
(people chattering)
-This hand don't look so good.
It'll work for tonight,
but I'm gonna need
a new one quick.
(carnie speaking
foreign language)
(cheerful strumming music)
Playing my favorite song, Rock.
-Have you been practicing?
-A little.
But people seem to
be liking our show.
-I like what I'm hearing,
I hear it's pretty nasty.
Did you guys hear what
happened to Mr. Tipps?
That man, he rotted
from his hands up.
He tangled with the
Devil and he paid.
You know what they
say, nothing good rots.
-Here we have the
unrepentant thief,
hung beside the body
of Christ, but inside--
-Saw Mag and Eve out
there socializing.
Are you babysitting?
Gonna drink that?
-See the head of
John the Baptist.
Three cents gets you entrance
into the Pit of Terror.
See the peculiar, the strange.
Three cents--
-Honor among thieves.
-Sir, John the Baptist inside.
(ominous, eerie music)
(labored breathing)
(labored breathing)
(engine humming)
(shuffling footsteps)
(engine humming)
(labored breathing)
(engine humming)
-What?
(engine rumbling)
(engine squeaks)
(rumbling)
(gasps) I can't feel-- (coughs)
(gasping) Where is my god?
Where is my mom? (gasps)
(engine rumbling)
(soldier muttering)
My mom.
(soldier gasping)
(soldier protesting)
(bodies rustling)
(saw buzzing)
(soldier sputtering)
(engine rumbling)
(soldier gasping)
(audience laughing)
You'd better run
Straight to Hell
Carry the mountains
You have broken
Spread your wings
Fall from grace
Remember the children
Remember the blue
skies you defaced
You're insane
You've been stung
You've been poisoned
You've been suckered
by the snake
(audience gasps)
You'd better run
Straight to Hell
Straight to Hell
Straight to Hell
(audience applauding)
(upbeat, rock music)
Born on the wild
side of lightening
A crooked snake
across the sky
Cut from ice
and frozen venom
Cut from ice and venom,
cut from ice and venom
Hold me now 'cause
I only know this way
Hold me now 'cause
I'm not running
'Cause I'm not moving
Born on the empty
side of Heaven
There's no
forgiveness in defeat
Stealing dreams
from every nightmare
This world will
never love me
This world will
never love me
Hold me now 'cause my
heart's been cut from stone
Hold me now
'cause I'm lonely,
'Cause I'm lonely
All we are, is all we bleed
All we are, is all we bleed
All we are, is all we bleed
(distorted, ominous music)
(engine rumbles)
-Night and decay
pierce my bones.
My skin grows black and peels.
Grant me relief from
days of troubles
while a pit is dug
for the wicked.
(quiet, menacing music)
(traffic humming)
(quiet, ominous music)
(pattering footsteps)
(quiet, ominous music)
Yoo hoo, anybody home?
Enjoying the magic?
I love the smell of rot.
I got it too.
(sighs) Your daughter
did this to me.
Dirty little thief.
I can fix it, you know,
with one little spell.
So can Eve.
(laughs) But she can't speak.
And I'd rather rot in Hell.
Wanna hear it?
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
while the body rots
to dust and bones.
There's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(laughs) Toodle loo. (laughing)
(gentle, ominous music)
(distorted, menacing music)
-Hey Rock.
-Hey Maggie.
How's it going?
-I just wanted to give you
back your beautiful gift.
-You keep it, Mags,
if it makes you happy.
-It does, Rocks,
but my fingers don't
work so good no more.
-The papers say
your act is amazing.
I didn't need the papers
to tell me that though.
-Take it.
-No,
you keep it.
Please.
-Take it.
-No, you keep it.
I want you to have it.
-I'll see you, Rock.
-I'll uh, I'll see
you after the show.
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(wind hissing)
(wind continues hissing)
(wind continues hissing)
(wind hissing)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(camera clicks)
(dark, ominous music)
(clattering)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
I tried to dress him for
the big show and he fell.
We're just rotten, Eve.
The Devil took the best of
me, took the best of him,
left us here, just
broken pieces of nothin'.
I ain't no Devil's puppet.
End it, Eve, cut us loose.
No more magic.
-(whispering) When
the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
while the body rots
to dust and bone.
There's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, shuffling footsteps)
(slow, shuffling
footsteps continue)
(slow, shuffling footsteps)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(click)
(no audio)
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
While the body rots
to dust and bones
There's a tear in the
heart where the Devil roams
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(tinny, rock music)
(tinny, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(tinny, rock music)
(tinny, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(energetic, rock music)
(energetic, rock
music continues)
(energetic rock music continues)
(energetic rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(fading rock music)
(dramatic, menacing music)
(no audio)
(people chattering)
(laughing)
-When Abaddon the angel fell,
he made his home in
the depths of Hell,
alone and full of dark despair.
He defied the god
who'd sent him there.
Escaping from his fiery den,
he clawed his way
to the land of men.
In the guise of a pauper,
he lived his days,
unseen by God's selective gaze.
Lost and alone, a
one-winged dove,
he met a woman and
found true love.
Playing tricks for
her, the Devil's art,
and soon enough,
he'd won her heart.
But bodies fade and rot inside
and by and by, his lover died.
Enraged, the Devil
ripped his guise
and yelled up to the holy skies.
God awoke in a perilous fit
and dragged the Devil
back to his pit.
But he clung to his love,
his claws pulled her asunder
'til God pushed him down and
the dark sucked him under.
Vultures picked at the body.
God watched the theft
'til only the bones and
her heart were left.
And while God slept,
the heart revived
with the Devil's
needle lodged inside.
Know this, the Devil
has his friends,
the murderers, thieves,
the odds and ends,
the quiet and broken,
the brutally flawed
who slip beneath
the eyes of God.
And so the heart
was lost 'til found
and through the
ages passed around
by those who like to cut and sew
while the Devil guides
them from below,
to hide the heart
in flesh and bone
so the Devil will
no more be alone.
And they sing this
song soft and sweet
to keep the heavens
sound asleep.
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken.
While the body rots
to dust and bones,
there's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(audience applauding)
(muffled thumping)
(quiet, ominous music)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thumping)
-Maggie.
(muffled thumping)
(quiet, eerie music)
(wind hissing)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(wind hissing)
(quiet, eerie music)
(creaking floorboards)
(whispers) Maggie.
(quiet, eerie music)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
Don't, Maggie.
(quiet, eerie music)
Maggie.
Maggie, please.
(dramatic, menacing music)
(quiet, ominous music)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
I was broken open
Now I'm free
Heaven has fallen
Spread your wings
Cut me if you love me
Cut me if you care
Cut me if you love me
Cut me if you love me
(rhythmic, rock music)
(rhythmic, rock music continues)
(door squeaks)
(clatters)
(muffled radio voice)
(pattering footsteps)
(muffled radio voice continues)
-Excuse me, please don't touch.
That's not for sale.
(muffled radio voice)
-Pretending to be in love,
pretending to be
moral, pretending.
-No.
-The great pretender.
-A quarter.
Okay, good day.
(muffled radio voice)
Hi Eve.
You know, if you come by later,
I'll do your hair up
just the way you like it.
(muffled radio voice)
(door squeaks)
(pattering footsteps)
(door clatters)
Hey Mr. Simms.
(thumping footsteps)
(door squeaks)
(clatters)
(muffled radio voice)
(pattering footsteps)
-But good Christians,
you will be brought home.
Miracle, yes, I say yes!
The Devil roams among us,
(tools clanking)
looking for you.
(scissors snapping)
Throwing rocks, is it you?
Pray it's not!
Do not give pursuit--
(scissors clatter)
Not look at her, do
not comfort her--
(register keys snapping)
-67 cents.
(coins clinking)
-Who is a charlatan?
The whore of Babylon!
(coins rattle)
If this is where
the Devil roams,
and now I know--
-Careful,
or I might clip
those nimble fingers.
(clattering footsteps)
(muffled radio voice)
(door squeaks)
(clatters)
-And the great
dragon was cast out,
metal vermin, called the Devil.
And Satan was deceiving
the whole world.
He was cast out!
Do you hear what I--
(voice drowned out)
(items rattling)
(scissors snip)
(drawer clatters)
The Devil roams among us.
This is where the Devil roams--
(scissors snip)
(squeaking metal)
(door creaks)
(metal squeaks)
(distant laughter)
(dog barking)
(hammer thumping)
(hammer thumping)
(dog continues barking)
(shuffling footsteps)
(dog barking)
(energetic, rock music)
(people laugh)
(rhythmic, rock music)
I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna
make it like I'm, uh huh
I'm gonna make it, uh huh
I'm gonna make it
I'm gonna take it, yeah
I'm gonna take it
like I'm, uh huh
Gonna take it, uh huh
You can't keep me down,
baby, you can't keep me down
You can't keep me down,
baby, you can't keep me down
-Hey, everybody pays!
Down
-My mom's got the money!
I'm stealing the
crowd, with your love
With your love,
with you in it
I'm stealing the
crowd, with your love
With your love,
with you in it
(bell ringing)
(people chattering)
Correct and broken bones
Are all I've ever known
And when the stitch is sewn
The lover laughs alone
Blessed is the love
Born in blood and stone
Blessed is the love
Born in blood and stone
(people chattering)
(people continue to chatter)
-Cats must fall to win,
three throws a nickle, folks,
cats must fall to win,
three throws a nickel.
-Five pennies,
three throws, come on, folks,
it's a game of skill.
Go home with a prize today.
-Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel.
(playful, distant music)
-Max.
(playful, distant music)
(people chattering)
(people chattering)
(playful, distant music)
-Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel.
Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel,
hit them cats down.
-So what's the
scam with this one?
-No scam.
-Cat heavy or the ball light?
-Why don't you slap down
a nickel and find out.
-(laughs) Lady, I didn't get
this farm playing the fool.
You have a good night.
-Three throws for
a nickel, folks,
three throws for a nickel.
-Oh Lord, what time I cry
in the night before thee?
For my soul is
sated with troubles
and my life draweth
nigh until the grave.
I've called upon thee,
oh Lord, every day!
I have spread forth
my hands unto thee.
Thou hast laid me in the
nether-most pit, in dark places,
in the deeps.
Set apart among the dead!
Like the slain that
lie in the grave
whom now remembers no more!
-Everyone's here
for Mister Tipps.
-They're cut off from my hand.
(distant people chattering)
(children playing)
(scissors snip)
(audience gasps)
I have born thy terrors.
(finger clatter)
Thy terrors have cut me off.
(finger clatters)
(scissors snip)
(finger clatters)
Lord, why casteth off my soul?
Why hidest thou
thy face from me?
Shall thy mercy be
declared in the grave?
(child screams)
Or thy faithfulness
in destruction?
(audience applauds)
(cheers)
(carefree, strumming music)
(fire crackling)
(carefree strumming continues)
(fire crackling)
-Miss Rocky, you sure can
make that little guitar sing.
-Nah.
-It's true.
I'd kill for that
kind of talent.
-Well, you're a better
crowd than tonight's.
It was a hard one.
-Well they sure like Mr. Tipps.
(speaking foreign language)
-How's he do that?
-He's a magician,
that's what they do.
-That ain't magic,
he's kissing the Devil.
(gentle, strumming music)
(fire crackling)
-Mm, that sound is
better than ice cream
on a hot summer day.
(speaking foreign language)
-Why don't you take it, Maggie?
Have some fun with it.
-I can't take
your little guitar.
-Sure you can.
You know, if you learn
how to play good,
you might get invited to
the Buffalo Horror Show.
-(chuckles) Nah, we're
just a little side act.
-Ah, (speaks foreign language)
-Take it, I got three others.
(fire crackling)
(out of tune strumming)
(distant dog barking)
(out of tune strumming)
(quiet, menacing music)
(quiet menacing music continues)
(quiet, menacing
music continues)
-You're letting in the cold.
Come in.
(quiet, menacing music)
Time to fix the tips.
Wanna watch?
Devil knows you
can keep a secret.
(quiet, menacing music)
When I was a boy,
I loved the circus.
Every summer, when
it came to town,
my mother would
give me five pennies
to see the show
under the big top.
The Strong Man, ladies
riding the elephants,
and the acrobats,
flying through the air.
I saw a man drop to his death.
His brains flew out
of his head like
cotton candy, all pink and
soft, all over the crowd.
And a lion eat the
arm off a little girl.
(chuckles) I saw Rizzo the
Wizzo take her final ride
through her meat cannon, her
insides now on the outside.
(chuckles) But I longed
for something different,
a ticket away from
my mother's tears,
my father's fists.
Magic.
And I found it
(quiet, menacing music)
in this small tent,
on a battered little stage,
not unlike yours.
A man by the name of Broken Cane
who performed acts,
small and sickening,
a pinky, a big toe, snip, snip,
and the very next
show, they'd be back.
He's no rabbit puller,
no card counter.
How'd he do that?
(distant dog barks)
I just had to know.
So I watched and I
listened, and one night,
he told me the
story of Abaddon--
(distant dog barking)
And the magic heart.
It was a burden he
was happy to unload.
And when he stank
of wine and piss,
I took his magic
and made my own pact
with the darkness.
(quiet, menacing music)
But I'm not greedy,
I stick to the tips.
Only the tips.
(flesh squelches)
When you dance with the Devil,
you gotta make it quick.
So I sing a lullaby,
soft and sweet,
to keep the heavens
sound asleep.
(distant dog barking)
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
while the body rots
to dust and bones.
There's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(quiet, dark music)
That's a powerful psalm, honey.
(distant dog barking)
(quiet, dark music)
Don't get any ideas, missy,
Devil and me got a deal.
Needs to be heard anyway,
sweet as the breeze
in Abaddon's ear.
(quiet, dark music)
Get out.
And not a word.
(distant dog barks)
(chuckles) Not a word.
(quiet, dark music)
(distant dog barking)
-You okay, Ned?
-Mm.
-Bank trying to take the farm?
-They already took it.
(dog barking)
-I'm out.
-I like it.
How about you, Seven, you
like that 10 of hearts,
that good for you?
(dog barking)
You ain't got shit
this time, buddy.
Your luck's run out.
-Jesus, Sparks,
will you shut it?
-Seven, you in?
I'm making you pay
a buck to play.
-Eh, ain't your bet to make.
It's your bet, Ned.
-I'm out.
-It's my bet now.
Two doll hairs.
(dog barking)
-I'm in.
-All right, let's see 'em.
(dog barking)
(wind hissing)
(laughs) Oh, that's
hard to beat.
-That's a good hand.
-Lay 'em on the table, Seven.
-(laughs) Oh,
that's gotta hurt.
Best hand you've had all night
and it ain't good enough.
-Hold on, hold on, hold on.
You know what, he's cheating.
-Bull shit.
-He's fucking cheating.
-(chuckles) Don't let
Maggie catch you saying that.
-He didn't cheat.
-I ain't won a hand
this whole circuit,
and every night you go
home with my earnings?
No, fuck that.
You're a cheat.
-Mm.
-He ain't cheating.
Seven's just not a (smacks
lips) lobotomy prodigy. (laughs)
-You saying I'm stupid?
-No, but you are a clown.
(jarring, dramatic music)
-Holy shit.
(jarring, dramatic music)
Maggie!
(bodies clattering)
(dramatic, distorted music)
Maggie.
(dramatic, distorted music)
(fist smacks)
(body clatters)
Maggie.
-Don't!
S'cuse us, Ned.
(dog barking)
Shh, you okay now, lover.
You're okay.
(dog barking)
(shuffling, fast footsteps)
(distant guns blasting)
-Get rid of it, cut it off.
-Kid, I don't have a full kit.
This is not the place,
I don't have Morphine.
-Cut it off or I'm dead.
(distant guns blasting)
-Stretchers are gonna be here.
(gun blasts)
-I'll be dead by then.
Cut it off.
-What's your name?
-Sully.
-Sully, can you feel this?
-I don't know.
(distant guns blasting)
-Where are you from, Sully?
-Wisconsin.
-Can you do this?
-Do it.
(distant guns blasting)
-Can you feel this?
(flesh squelching)
Answer me, kid,
can you feel that?
(Sully laughs)
(saw buzzing)
(flesh squelching)
It's almost there.
(Sully gasps)
(distant gun blasts)
(Sully screams)
(gun blasts)
(pair gasps)
-Fuck, it's okay,
Seven, it's okay.
It's okay.
(Seven gasping)
(water burbling)
(wind hissing)
(water continues burbling)
(wind hissing)
(water continues burbling)
(wind hissing)
What day is this?
Getting light.
(water burbling)
(wind hissing)
Go grab them biscuits
before the carnies find 'em.
And take mine.
(water burbling)
(wind hissing)
(dramatic, ominous music)
(water burbling)
(dramatic, ominous
music continues)
(dramatic, ominous
music continues)
(dramatic, rock music)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
Hey Seven,
tell us about one of them
books you're reading.
-You don't wanna
hear about them books.
-I do.
-I'm reading a book
about early Christians.
-I thought you didn't
like Christians.
-I don't.
-Then why are you
reading about 'em?
-Comedy, I guess.
So this early group, they
were called gnostics.
They believed the Devil
was telling the truth
and that God was the liar.
-He is a liar.
-So when the Devil
brought the apple,
to our Eve,
he brought her knowledge,
and light,
and good.
They thought the
world was upside down
and if you stood on your head,
and opened your eyes,
it was right-side up.
-I like those Christians.
(eerie, distorted music)
(eerie, distorted
music continues)
(door rattles)
Are we late for dinner?
(lid clicks)
(record static hissing)
When the boys come home
from the eye of the storm
They hope to
find their loves
Who were left on the
shore in the days of yore
-Honey?
-Dinnertime.
Oh Eve, love the table setting.
With a high ho
and a kiss upon--
(sighs) Candlelight just
makes everything look so nice,
doesn't it?
Warm and inviting.
Drumstick for you, my love.
They say that ambience
is really important.
Is that how you
say it, ambience?
-Ambiance.
-Ambiance.
Now don't that sound nice?
They can blow with a
Heidi ho and a kiss upon--
-Honey?
The wind
-Oh she just spilled a
little in the kitchen.
I'll clean it up.
-You're upset about the farm,
but the farm was failing.
-This roast looks tender
as as a baby's bottom.
-(sighs) Debts
were outstanding.
-Well you didn't
just take the farm,
you took a little
piece of all of us,
made the world a
little more empty.
With a Heidi ho,
and a kiss upon--
-I have very nice
things that you can take.
I mean, that I can give you.
And fair sully in
-Thank you for
having us to dinner.
Sail on the waters, your
sons and you daughters
May sail on them
still someday
(pot clanking)
(cheerful music plays)
(pot continues clanking)
(cheerful music)
And the light
just slips away
(record static hissing)
(utensils clinking)
(record static hissing)
(record static hissing)
(record static
continues hissing)
(clock ticking)
(pages rustles)
(clock ticking)
(dried flowers swishing)
(dried flowers
continue swishing)
(dramatic, jarring music)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
-The head of John the Baptist.
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(fire crackling)
(quiet, ominous music)
(Maggie snoring)
-Maggie.
(Maggie snoring)
Mag.
-What.
-Roll over, you're sawing wood.
-Weren't.
-You were.
-I'm not sawing wood,
Eve's sawing wood.
-I said sawing, not saying.
(Maggie sighs)
(Seven exhales)
Ah, we gotta get moving,
it's light out and
this land's posted.
-(mutters) Seven,
I ain't gettin' up.
-Well, save some
wood for tomorrow.
(water burbling)
(birds squawking)
(water continues burbling)
(birds squawking)
(water continues burbling)
(water continues burbling)
Maggie, we gotta keep moving.
-Okay Seven.
What spooked ya?
(water burbling)
(birds squawking)
It's just a bird.
(water burbling)
(birds squawking)
(Canadian geese squawking)
(water burbling)
(Maggie crunches)
(engine rumbling)
(engine continues rumbling)
(bird cawing)
(engine rumbling)
(bird cawing)
(engine rumbling)
(door creaks)
(clatters)
Hi.
We'll take that room
for the night, please.
(engine rumbling)
-75 cents per person.
-Your sign out front
says 75 cent per night.
-The room is 75 cents
per night, per person.
-That's not what
your sign says.
-Well what I say is, it's 75
cents per night, per person.
-Three 75s.
-Correct.
-I'm not counting
75 three times.
Your sign--
-Do you want the room or not?
-Your sign out front says
room 75 cent per night.
-Cents, 75 cents,
per person, per night, per room.
Two dollars and 25 cents.
(engine rattling)
-Uh oh, a dark cloud
just hit Maggie.
(engine rumbling)
(engine continues rumbling)
-Turn around.
-Maggie.
-Turn around, please?
-Maggie,
how about I make us a nice fire
and you make us
something to eat?
-I got a potato.
I got an onion.
Oh, and I got them apples.
I bet those apples would
be real nice in the soup,
give it a little sweetness?
Can't taste the rot.
That sounds nice.
(engine rumbling)
(out of key strumming)
(fire crackling)
Don't that sound nice?
-(chuckles) Surprisingly.
(fire crackling)
(wind hissing)
(out of key strumming)
(fire crackling)
-You all think we'll
ever get invited
to the Buffalo Horror Show?
-No.
Maggie, we don't do
this 'cause we care,
we do this to travel.
-Well I think Eve got
something really special.
Maybe if you and
me piece together
something nice behind
or something good,
and real and not half
cooked and lazy bones
and good for nothin'
like we have done,
we could do real good by her.
Would you like that?
(wind hissing)
(fire crackling)
-Why do you keep
rubbing your face?
-'Cause I got a toothache.
-You want me to
have a look at it?
-Yes please, Sev, it's
damn near killing me.
(match clicks)
(hisses)
-You got a rogue tooth, Maggie.
-Oh.
Get it out.
-Maggie, I was a country
doctor, not a dentist.
-Get them tools and get it
out, Eve will help you, Seven.
-All I got's the hatchet
and some car tools.
-Get that thing outta my skull.
(distorted, disturbing music)
-Eve, if I knock that
tooth out on the first try,
you fish it out of her mouth
so she doesn't choke on it.
If it's stubborn, set the
screwdriver right back up.
Okay, don't move, Maggie,
I'm gonna count to three
and I'm gonna hit it.
-Eh, don't count to three.
(hammer clanks)
(Maggie yelps)
(Maggie muttering)
(distorted, dramatic music)
Hit it again, Seven.
(distorted, dramatic music)
(moaning) Hit it again.
(hammer clanks)
(Maggie grunts)
(Maggie moans)
(distorted, disturbing music)
Oh, I ain't gonna
miss that devil tooth.
Thank you, Eve,
thank you, Seven.
Now I'm gonna get some
shuteye. (exhales)
(shuffling footsteps)
(wind hissing)
(weapons blasting)
(labored breathing)
(shuffling footsteps)
(weapons blasting)
(humming engines)
(gunfire blasting)
(humming engines)
(engines humming)
(gunfire blasting)
-Don't shoot.
(gun blasts)
(leaves crunching underfoot)
(gunfire blasting)
(shuffling footsteps)
(labored breathing)
(buzzing engines)
(labored breathing)
(crunching leaves)
(buzzing engines)
(pattering footsteps)
(gun blasts)
(Seven gasps)
(water hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
(water continues hissing)
-Lost my shoe.
Critter must have took it.
-Maggie, your
shoe's in the tent.
(water hissing)
-Seven, Eve should meet
her sister and her brother.
I got no problem with
your first life, Seven.
It's their curse they left you
after what happened in the war.
It's my blessing.
Who'd a thought a
low girl like me
would get to marry the smartest,
greatest doc ever to
roam the Catskills?
-Maggie, you were
a great nurse.
And you're a better lover.
But you know fuck-well I
was a country-hack doctor,
one step above veterinarian,
mostly a couple steps below.
-Bullshit.
My foot's cold.
(water hissing)
(engine rumbles)
(pattering footsteps)
(engine rumbles)
-Oh ah, you're not
doing that right.
You don't wanna
cut through a bone.
You wanna cut through a joint,
that's where the
ligaments and the tendons
hold the bones together.
If you cut through a bone, you
don't have a healthy stump.
So cut through the elbow.
It's called disambiguation.
And then you can put a
prosthetic arm on it or a hook.
Please, stop cutting
through those bones.
(distorted, eerie music)
(engine rattling)
(engine rumbling)
(quiet, gentle music)
(engine rumbling)
(engine rumbling)
(engine rattling)
-I don't see no lights.
No tracks or automobile.
-It's not a dead farm, Maggie.
-Oh it will be if I get woke.
We are not sleeping
in the snow again.
I'm hitting the
hay in that barn.
(door clatters)
(engine rattling)
(engine continues rattling)
(dramatic, jarring music)
-Hi.
I have a fire inside.
If you'd like to warm
up before you go.
I'm Eric.
Eric Johanssen.
Yeah?
(fire crackling)
It's goat, I raise them.
(chuckles) For milk
and for cheese.
-Thank you.
-As my parents did
and theirs before them.
And Christianson.
My home place, when
the great war came,
terrible, terrible war.
So much blood, so much fear.
(poker clanks)
Were you in the war?
-I was.
-So bad, very very bad.
So much lost, everyone suffered.
We had thousands of
men that died at sea.
(fire crackling)
When I lost my brother,
I felt so alone.
So, I leave my motherland
for big America
to begin again.
But for what?
Here I'm also alone.
But now I have company.
Sanctify the loneliness
It's beautiful and hallow
Swimming in the emptiness
so deep that it's so shallow
Jump from burning bridges--
-Oh, that's such
a lovely melody.
It reminds me of a song my
mother used to sing for me.
(singing foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(poker rattling)
(singing foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(continues singing
foreign lyrics)
(flesh squelches)
-Maggie, what did you do?
-Germans.
After what they done to you--
-He was Norwegian.
-Is that a kind of German?
-It's close.
-I ain't ignorant.
-I know Maggie.
You love me.
-I do.
-And I love you.
So much.
(wind hissing)
(dramatic, jarring music)
(engine rumbles)
(engine hissing)
(door clatters)
(hood squeaks)
(engine hissing)
Bum radiator hose.
-It's all right, Seven,
let's just go back
to that nice house
we just passed down the road.
(shuffling footsteps)
(shuffling footsteps continue)
Seven.
We don't gotta be at the
carnival until tomorrow
and we're just a
spit's throw away.
Like a stick of gum.
(Seven knocks)
(door rattles)
(squeaks)
-Hi sir.
We've run into some
automobile trouble,
about a mile up the road.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-Randy, you're
letting in the cold.
-Um, excuse me, I'm going
to go back to my friends now,
uh--
-Very sorry to bother you,
it's just a radiator
hose, it's--
-Oh well, then that
shouldn't be too hard to fix.
-I see you have
an old garden hose
propped up against
your red barn,
if I could just take
a slice out of it,
I could replace the
radiator hose with that
and it would get me out
of a world of trouble.
-Mm, you know, let me tell ya,
there's a farm, about
five miles down the road,
and a farmer who knows
about such things.
I would suggest
you check with him.
-Five miles up the road
and five miles back to here,
another mile down
to the automobile,
that's gonna put me and my
family into some deep night.
If I could just take a small
slice outta that garden hose,
I'd gladly pay ya
double what it's worth.
-Um, his name is Jackson.
I would check with him,
he's more your man.
I'm sorry, if you'll excuse
me, my wife's out of town.
I'm sure you understand.
I don't get to entertain
as often as I like.
Good day.
When the sun goes
cold, the stars go hot
April flowers begin to rot
Monday's clouds
are Tuesday's rain
Wednesday, Thursday,
Friday the same
Like a moon on a string,
like a silvery knife
I'll feed you in
the cold, dark night
Cold, dark night
Cold, dark night
I'll sing this song
so its ghost lives on
When I'm dead and gone
(camera clicks)
(gentle, eerie music)
-Eve, did you move that ax?
You know Eve, these dead
girls are about your size.
I'm gonna go peek
upstairs in the closets.
Seven, quit looking at
them birds, come on.
(pattering footsteps)
(quiet, eerie music)
How'd the garden hose work out?
-Good, but someone
stole the spare.
-There's a special place
in Hell for thieves,
and I run it.
(quiet, distorted music)
Seven,
try that on for size.
I'm gonna keep snoopin'.
(pattering footsteps)
(door rattles)
(slow, somber, piano music)
(wind hissing)
(somber, piano music continues)
(wind hissing)
(wind continues hissing)
(quiet, distorted music)
(door rattles)
(creaks)
(wind hissing)
(door clatters)
(pattering footsteps)
(quiet, menacing music)
(quiet, menacing
music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clatters)
(quiet, eerie music)
(scissors clank)
(quiet, eerie music)
(wind hissing)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(quiet, eerie music continues)
(wind hissing)
(gentle, ominous music)
(wind hissing)
(wind hissing)
(scissors snap)
(gentle, menacing music)
(glass crashes)
(dramatic, menacing music)
(door rattles)
(creaks)
(dramatic, eerie music)
Seven!
(dramatic, jarring music)
(dramatic, jarring
music continues)
(dramatic, jarring
music continues)
(quiet, menacing music)
(gurgling)
(body thuds)
(wind hissing)
(creepy, dramatic music)
(Eve gasps)
(jarring music)
(engine rumbling)
-Oh Lord,
what time I cry in
the night before thee.
For my soul is
sated with troubles
and my life draws
nigh until the grave.
(speaking foreign language)
-I called upon thee,
oh Lord, every day.
I have spread forth
my hands unto thee.
Thou has laid me in
the nethermost pit,
in dark places, in the deeps.
Set apart among the dead,
like the slain who
lie in the grave
who now rememberist no more.
And they are cut off,
(scissors snap) from thy hand!
(door rattles)
(creaks)
(lid squeaks)
(flesh squelching)
(flesh continues squelching)
(rustling)
(flesh squelching)
-My mother beat my
baby brother to death
'cause he lost his shoe.
But I lost his shoe.
(flesh squelching)
I don't know what you
got yourself into, Eve,
but if it'll save my Seven,
I'm grateful.
(people chattering)
Put your head in the middle
Put your head in the middle
Then rearrange it and
disengage it from your head
Put your chin on the fiddle
Strike the bow in the middle
(flesh squelches)
(audience gasps)
Then you can play it,
anticipate it and you're gone
(body thuds)
(audience cheers)
(Seven gasping)
-Pull off that other hand!
(flesh squelches)
(audience reacting)
-Yeah, she broke it!
(people laugh)
She broke it!
-Yeah, do it again!
Woo! (applauding)
(audience applauds)
(whistling)
-[Whispering Voice]
How does it feel
to hold the thread
between Heaven and Hell?
(eerie, quiet music)
(snoring sleeper)
(Carnie sighs)
-Looks like somebody cut
off more than you can sew.
Hm, nice work.
But it takes more
than a good stitch
to keep the light asleep.
You gotta say the spell.
What happened, did you forget?
Oh that's right,
you can't speak.
(snoring sleeper)
You're in a fix, kid.
And I'm in a fix too
'cause somebody
snatched my pin cushion.
(eerie, quiet music)
(snoring sleeper)
Give it back.
(eerie, quiet music)
(snoring sleeper)
Give it.
Looks like the Devil's
got a new dance partner.
Don't step on his toes.
(quiet, eerie music)
(snoring sleeper)
(strange, unseen muttering)
(coin clinking)
-Seven, is this game all luck
or is there something we can do
to make them pennies
fall different?
(coin clinking)
(strange, unseen muttering)
Speaking of luck, what do
you think the chances are
of us finding the thief
that stole our spare tire?
(coin clinking)
(strange, unseen muttering)
-Tiny.
-That's right, tiny.
(strange, unseen protesting)
(coin clinking)
(strange, unseen protesting)
What's it gonna cost her, Seven?
-An arm and a leg.
-That's right,
an arm and a leg.
You see, you stole a
spare tire from us,
now we're gonna have to
steal some spares from you.
(muffled protesting)
(muffled screaming)
(flesh squelches)
Eve, is that the smallest
saw you could find?
Well cut it at the elbow, just
like your father taught you.
'Cause that arm smells
like rot. (exhales)
(quiet, eerie music)
(distorted, jarring music)
(Maggie grunting)
(saw buzzing)
(distorted, jarring music)
you got your father's hands,
a doctor's hands.
Oh, I loved watching him work.
He was just Dr. Axon to me then.
I was just around to tidy up,
scrub up the blood and such.
Nobody wants to do that job.
But I liked it.
Eve, when you stuck
that lady in the head,
did it feel like you
were on a rollercoaster,
chugging up and up, and
your heart's thumping,
and ain't nothing you
can do about it now,
and then you get to the top
and everything's clear
and you can see for miles.
And then it's just a crazy,
wild, wonderful ride down,
did it feel like that?
Like you forgot how to breath
and then you remembered,
like that?
Well you did real good.
I'm so proud of you.
You may got your dad's
hands for sewing,
but you got mine for stickin'.
(hammer banging)
-Hey Seven!
We're expecting a
big crowd today.
I heard your show's fantastic,
some kind of new magic.
I can't wait to see it myself.
-Seven?
-We're so glad to have you.
Thank you for coming here
and doing this for us.
It means a lot to me.
-Seven.
(shuffling footsteps)
I was worried about you,
Seven, where'd you go?
-I'm hungry.
-Eve will make
you some breakfast.
(hammer banging)
(eerie, twinkling music)
(distant children playing)
(baby crying)
(eerie, twinkling music)
(milk burbles)
(eerie, twinkling music)
(distant children playing)
-Three cents
to see John the
Baptist head inside,
the Tent of Terrors, the
peculiar, the shocking.
Miss, miss, no, John
the Baptist head awaits.
Inside you'll see things
you've never believed,
things you couldn't imagine.
The Tent of Terrors, it awaits.
All that they, miss,
miss, no, miss,
you'll see things
you'll never believe.
Three cents gets you
John the Baptist head--
-Love you, Seven.
-In here we have--
(voice muddled)
Come beside the body of
Jesus, inside-- (voice fades)
-Hey, there they
are, Eve and Maggie.
Good afternoon.
-Hey, headed to the stage?
-Oh yes, Swinging
Boy's always on time.
-Break a leg.
-Ha, we'll leave
that to you, ma'am.
(people chattering)
-This hand don't look so good.
It'll work for tonight,
but I'm gonna need
a new one quick.
(carnie speaking
foreign language)
(cheerful strumming music)
Playing my favorite song, Rock.
-Have you been practicing?
-A little.
But people seem to
be liking our show.
-I like what I'm hearing,
I hear it's pretty nasty.
Did you guys hear what
happened to Mr. Tipps?
That man, he rotted
from his hands up.
He tangled with the
Devil and he paid.
You know what they
say, nothing good rots.
-Here we have the
unrepentant thief,
hung beside the body
of Christ, but inside--
-Saw Mag and Eve out
there socializing.
Are you babysitting?
Gonna drink that?
-See the head of
John the Baptist.
Three cents gets you entrance
into the Pit of Terror.
See the peculiar, the strange.
Three cents--
-Honor among thieves.
-Sir, John the Baptist inside.
(ominous, eerie music)
(labored breathing)
(labored breathing)
(engine humming)
(shuffling footsteps)
(engine humming)
(labored breathing)
(engine humming)
-What?
(engine rumbling)
(engine squeaks)
(rumbling)
(gasps) I can't feel-- (coughs)
(gasping) Where is my god?
Where is my mom? (gasps)
(engine rumbling)
(soldier muttering)
My mom.
(soldier gasping)
(soldier protesting)
(bodies rustling)
(saw buzzing)
(soldier sputtering)
(engine rumbling)
(soldier gasping)
(audience laughing)
You'd better run
Straight to Hell
Carry the mountains
You have broken
Spread your wings
Fall from grace
Remember the children
Remember the blue
skies you defaced
You're insane
You've been stung
You've been poisoned
You've been suckered
by the snake
(audience gasps)
You'd better run
Straight to Hell
Straight to Hell
Straight to Hell
(audience applauding)
(upbeat, rock music)
Born on the wild
side of lightening
A crooked snake
across the sky
Cut from ice
and frozen venom
Cut from ice and venom,
cut from ice and venom
Hold me now 'cause
I only know this way
Hold me now 'cause
I'm not running
'Cause I'm not moving
Born on the empty
side of Heaven
There's no
forgiveness in defeat
Stealing dreams
from every nightmare
This world will
never love me
This world will
never love me
Hold me now 'cause my
heart's been cut from stone
Hold me now
'cause I'm lonely,
'Cause I'm lonely
All we are, is all we bleed
All we are, is all we bleed
All we are, is all we bleed
(distorted, ominous music)
(engine rumbles)
-Night and decay
pierce my bones.
My skin grows black and peels.
Grant me relief from
days of troubles
while a pit is dug
for the wicked.
(quiet, menacing music)
(traffic humming)
(quiet, ominous music)
(pattering footsteps)
(quiet, ominous music)
Yoo hoo, anybody home?
Enjoying the magic?
I love the smell of rot.
I got it too.
(sighs) Your daughter
did this to me.
Dirty little thief.
I can fix it, you know,
with one little spell.
So can Eve.
(laughs) But she can't speak.
And I'd rather rot in Hell.
Wanna hear it?
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
while the body rots
to dust and bones.
There's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(laughs) Toodle loo. (laughing)
(gentle, ominous music)
(distorted, menacing music)
-Hey Rock.
-Hey Maggie.
How's it going?
-I just wanted to give you
back your beautiful gift.
-You keep it, Mags,
if it makes you happy.
-It does, Rocks,
but my fingers don't
work so good no more.
-The papers say
your act is amazing.
I didn't need the papers
to tell me that though.
-Take it.
-No,
you keep it.
Please.
-Take it.
-No, you keep it.
I want you to have it.
-I'll see you, Rock.
-I'll uh, I'll see
you after the show.
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(wind hissing)
(wind continues hissing)
(wind continues hissing)
(wind hissing)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(camera clicks)
(dark, ominous music)
(clattering)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
I tried to dress him for
the big show and he fell.
We're just rotten, Eve.
The Devil took the best of
me, took the best of him,
left us here, just
broken pieces of nothin'.
I ain't no Devil's puppet.
End it, Eve, cut us loose.
No more magic.
-(whispering) When
the road is mean,
blood will thicken.
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
while the body rots
to dust and bone.
There's a tear in the heart
where the Devil roams.
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, shuffling footsteps)
(slow, shuffling
footsteps continue)
(slow, shuffling footsteps)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(slow, pattering
footsteps continue)
(slow, pattering footsteps)
(click)
(no audio)
When the road is mean,
blood will thicken
The Devil's pulse
begins to quicken
While the body rots
to dust and bones
There's a tear in the
heart where the Devil roams
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(tinny, rock music)
(tinny, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(tinny, rock music)
(tinny, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(dramatic, rock music continues)
(energetic, rock music)
(energetic, rock
music continues)
(energetic rock music continues)
(energetic rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(upbeat, rock music continues)
(fading rock music)