Wolves Against the World (2024) Movie Script
1
Step right up.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What are we doing for you today?
- Cover up.
- Okay. On your back?
-Mm-hmm.
-Okay.
Uh, yeah,
this isn't like a $200 job.
- What do you want me to do here?
- I don't care.
- This is gonna be, like, $2000.
- -Come on.
I mean, it's gonna take me
so much time.
It's gonna take a lot of ink.
So, what am I supposed to do?
I wouldn't take
your shirt off in public.
God damn it.
Fucking--
Oh, God! Fucking--
Damn it!
Oh, God.
- Right, goodbye.
- Uh, bye, Melody.
Bye, Mel.
Bye, sweetie.
With that in mind,
we have a guest here today
who actually has
some firsthand experience.
This is Louis,
and you can ask him
any questions you might have.
Anybody have a question?
Yeah, Ann.
Did you ever use the "N" word?
Yes, I did.
It was a mistake.
But that's
how we talked back then.
- Elliot.
- -Did you guys make meth?
No. Uh, we mainly smoked weed
and played music.
What kind of music?
Um, I was into doom metal stuff,
and, uh... well,
there's a large neo-Nazi--
I heard everybody
who plays death metal is a Nazi.
- Uh, no, no-- that's not--
- Have you
ever killed someone?
No.
Look, we were just dumb kids
that got confused
by some bullshit.
Uh...
can I say "bullshit"?
I'd rather you didn't.
- Ouch.
- Are you sorry you did it?
-Yes.
- Would you take it back if you could?
-Yes.
Is your life better now
than it was then?
Yeah. Of course.
So, um...
...big news. Um...
...I cried the other day.
I was, um... I was in my car,
and I turned on
the radio, and that, um,
that Aerosmith song
comes on. You know,
the one with the acoustic
intro, like--
-"Dream on."
-Mm-hmm.
Yeah, that's it. That's it.
Eminem did
a version of it, and...
...I remember sitting
in the parking lot
of a Giant Eagle
with my friends.
We were 16, eating tacos,
talking about how our dads
used to kick the shit out of us.
And I remember, um...
...that's one
of the last times I hung out
with those guys, you know.
And my friend Kyle
hugged me goodbye, you know.
And I was like, "Holy shit,"
you know, "that's--
I think that's the last time
a dude has hugged me, I think."
And I just, uh--
Cool. That takes strength.
- Hmm
- Uh-huh.
Yeah, just to sort of,
like, piggyback off
from what, uh,
Louis was saying, you know--
- I got next.
- You hear that, Louis?
He's got next.
Leave him alone!
Odin's hammer!
Fuck!
- Blood and honor, motherfucker!
- Oh, fuck--
- There you go.
- Get--
Fuck off, faggot!
God damn it!
Fucking asshole!
Oh, fucking nice.
Just thanks, asshole.
Fuck!
I know what you think.
I hear you whispering
when you think you're alone.
I hear the blood in your neck.
Do you think he's okay?
I wouldn't worry
about him right now.
I'm sorry for what's
about to happen to you.
I'm sorry
after I kick your ass, bitch.
Right now,
this is a game to you.
You and your little buddy,
you play until you get bored.
But this is not a game to me!
This is about the survival
of our race.
You need to see that.
You need
to take it on... physically.
Fuck-- fuck off me!
At the tone,
please record your message.
When you have finished
recording, you may hang up
or press one for more options.
Hey, it's, uh, Lou.
Um, I was wondering
if you could talk or something.
Um, yeah, uh...
...yeah, um... anyway,
I hope you're having fun
pretending to be a fucking
Viking or whatever. Bye.
So, somebody ran out
of money, huh?
- Come on up to the cabin,
we'll talk about it.
So, what should I do?
What do you wanna do?
I don't know.
Maybe he's different, you know.
Maybe we could--
-you know, maybe he's--
-Yeah.
Maybe.
- Plus money.
- Sure.
You just make sure
that the reason
is the reason, you know?
I know what?
You want the God's honest truth?
Those days, fighting,
fucking, all that horrible shit,
those were the best days
of our lives,
and we all know it.
We just pretend not to.
Were the best days of our lives,
and they're over.
Over.
I don't know.
Just don't get stuck up there.
-Oh, I don't care
about that shit--
-Okay.
What do you care about?
We are wolves against the world!
Louis?
Fuck are you doing here, man?
It's good to see you.
Yeah, man. You too.
So--
So, um, you live out here now?
Yeah. Yeah, I run a,
a men's workshop
-on the other side
of the property. Yeah.
-Men's workshop. Wow.
You know, getting in touch
with the feelings and all that.
Yeah, um, so, uh,
you know, you're not,
uh...
...you don't--
Not a Nazi anymore?
Come on, man, that shit was,
like, seven years ago.
Uh, what's that?
It's for a workshop
with the other men.
Where are they?
Around.
You won't see 'em.
I didn't see
any other buildings
on the way in.
You're staying for a day or two.
-Am I, now?
-You are.
- I got work on Tuesday.
- Yeah, yeah.
Where's your shoes?
I don't have any clothes, man.
I got clothes.
-In my size?
-Every size.
Sorry, I don't have a bed,
I got this cot, though.
No, I don't care, man.
As long as it's not upstairs.
Scared of the dead, Louis?
Come on, where the--
where the fuck is it?
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck!
I don't know what to say.
I guess, uh...
...fuck you?
Amen.
What's up,
my dudes? It's your man,
Tyler, bringing you the best
of the spooky macabre
here in Ohio.
I'm about 15 miles
from the nearest town
'cause today,
we're checking out
the Mitchell murder.
So, this was about
seven years back,
when the lead singer
of a Nazi band
was burned alive
in some sort of satanic ritual.
The cabin is occupied,
currently,
but there are lots
of urban legends,
even about the forest
around the house,
lots of missing person cases,
that kind of thing.
A group of teenagers
went missing near here,
and the whole
Sherman Ableman case
happened nearby.
Okay.
Okay, so we should
be getting closer here.
What the hell is that?
Oh! Crazy!
It's like
an old abandoned railway car.
Fuck! What the fuck!
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
Oh, fuck!
Shit, man, it's been a while.
Oh!
What the fuck?
So, you're, uh,
you're doing pretty good
out here, huh?
I am. I'm, uh, I'm peaceful.
You're peaceful?
God, you remind me of that,
um, a D&D player who used
to play the, the ranger.
-What's his name?
What's his name?
-S--
Come on, don't make me say it.
Say it. Come on.
-Noldor Greymantle.
-Noldor!
- God!
- So fucking stupid.
Oh, shit.
I miss that shit.
Do you?
Yeah, man.
I don't know
what you're trying to do here.
Who are you now...
...Louis?
I don't know, man.
I'm just trying
to fucking survive, you know?
I'm in fucking AA.
I do my job,
do community service shit.
-And you want money.
-I got a fucking 22-inch
swastika on my back.
Yeah, I told you
that was a bad idea,
you shouldn't have a tattoo.
You're not a warrior.
Don't be a fucking cunt, dude.
You know, if you gotta say "no,"
just say "no"
like a fucking man,
-and I'll just drive
back tonight.
-Oh, shit,
this must be awful for you!
Having to come here...
and grovel
-like this after the big...
-I'm not groveling, all right?
...fucking deal you made
when you left.
After what you said to me
when I took the, the payout
on the first album,
-do you remember what you said?
-Yeah.
Say it.
You said, "Stop acting...
...like a fucking Jew."
You know...
...I did a lot of work
to not be that guy anymore.
I don't like
that you brought that up.
Have you seen Anders?
No.
Did you hear about Tom?
No.
Oh, he's got a new girlfriend.
- Cool.
- Yeah.
Her name is Ji Yoon.
Ji Yoon?
What kind
of fucking name is that?
It's an Asian name.
Oh, shit.
I hope he got out of town
before the guys found out, huh?
He didn't.
Where the fuck is Anders?
He's probably just out
having some fun.
...please, please, don't look!
Please, don't look!
I don't know
what's happening to me!
Just--
No!
Fuck!
God damn!
Fuck!
Fucking-- damn it.
Anders!
Hey! Anders!
Fucking-- Hey, Anders!
- Yeah.
- Hey!
-I, I can't hear you!
-Turn it off!
Yeah.
-God damn!
-Whew.
-Did I wake you?
-Yeah, man,
you woke the fucking dead!
Wouldn't that be nice?
Jesus! Fucking asshole, man!
-Feel like helping out?
-No, I don't.
All right. Okay, fine.
Wha-- what are you working on?
Ah. All right,
let me show you.
You'll like this.
Okay.
A little fruity.
- It gets heavy.
- Yeah, I bet it does.
Just play something.
Yeah, well,
don't have a kit, do I?
No drum kits.
We don't use anything
that wasn't available
to pre-Christian European man.
- Don't be an asshole, dude.
You know what I mean?
I mean,
you fucking said it, dude.
Can I play the rest?
Yeah, I can tell you're dying
to tell me more.
All right, all right,
here we go.
So, this is the bit-- uh,
this is where it gets heavy,
-right here. Right.
-Mm-hmm.
Yeah, man, it's, uh,
it's cool. I like it.
Wh-- what's wrong with it?
Nothing. It's cool, like I said.
Come on, show me how it's done.
Play something.
Come on.
-All right.
-Come on. Yeah.
Okay.
That's wrong.
Jesus Christ, man.
It's like fucking
KC and the Sunshine Band.
Okay, so, first of all,
since we're in theory 101,
this is a tritone scale.
Right? But you don't wanna be
in the tritone, man.
You wanna be in a harmonic mile
with the flat fifth,
'cause then you can,
you know, open it up
and you can do shit
that's unexpected,
like, uh, like this here.
That's better, right?
-Yeah, it's better.
-Yeah, I thought so.
All right, dude,
what's the song about?
Um, well, it's about
this, like, uh--
there's, like,
these Viking warriors,
and they get, uh,
woken up in modern times.
-Mm-hmm.
-And then they go
to war with the, um,
like, the global government.
You know, it's stupid.
Yeah. Um, all right.
Whatever. Right?
- Uh, okay.
- So, um...
...the acoustic shit
is like the tribe, right?
-And then the metal
is the modern world.
-Yeah. Yeah.
All right. Then, um,
maybe instead of the percussion
crashing in with the metal,
then maybe we fucking go heavy
on the acoustic shit, you know,
-to give it, like, uh...
-Okay. Okay.
...give it, like,
a fucking texture.
-Yeah.
-Right? A-- and then,
then the thing about the,
-the metal drums?
-Uh-huh.
The evil empire drums. Right?
That's kind of cool, right?
The thing about them
is that they're like, um...
-...they're, like, robotic.
-Okay.
- All right?
Like, they don't have...
- Yeah.
-...any texture to them.
They're, they're lifeless.
-Yeah. It's, like,
-this, like, this, like,
form forward, just, like--
-Yeah. Yeah. And it's--
-Nah, it's as heavy, you know?
-Yeah. It's like military,
you know? It's, like,
this sort of fascist or--
like, whatever.
-Yeah, no, wha-- whatever.
-You know. Yeah, yeah.
Oh.
Look what I found.
Oh, my God.
Is that dead fucking squirrel?
-Jesus.
-Death in your voice.
I'm gonna bring
a lot of them to our next show
and throw them at people.
People need more death
in their lives.
You're gonna piss
a lot of people off.
People need changing.
-Yeah.
-To make them see.
Sure.
Do you see, Louis?
Do you see?
Or is this a game to you?
A game?
Someday you're gonna need
to make a commitment.
A more... permanent connection
to the movement.
I think I'm pretty
fucking... connected.
Something irrevocable.
Something final.
Holy shit.
Is that a wolf?
No...
...it's not a wolf.
Look, man...
...I know we had fun today
or whatever, but...
...I can't stay.
And I gotta ask about the money.
They don't pay you
wherever you work?
Just some piece
of shit warehouse job.
You know how it is.
No.
I mean, you don't.
What's that mean?
Come on, man.
Look, I never gave you shit
because your parents were rich.
I never asked you for shit.
But there's no money out there
right now for guys like me.
And this is
what you want to return to?
No.
Don't you miss it?
What we had up here, our...
...our community?
You, me, Helvete.
Our brotherhood.
Yeah, well... Helvete died.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave so fast?
- It was--
- I needed you, and you left.
It wasn't planned or anything.
I've known you my entire life.
We were best friends, dude.
You made me think
that you cared about me.
-But it wasn't about me, was it?
-Andy.
'Cause you left
as soon as he died!
I'm sorry.
You're right. I'm, I'm sorry.
I should've called or,
or som-- or something, you know?
Is it me?
Is there
something wrong with me?
No, man.
"We dwell in purity
beneath a sea of abundance,
content with the nurture
of our native land."
You know what the hell
this sounds like, man?
You sound like fucking
Graveland with this shit, dude.
I don't wanna do
any fucking race shit, man.
Okay.
No, look at me.
I don't wanna do any race shit.
Who asked you to do anything?
You're leaving, remember?
As soon as you get your money.
Yeah. You're right.
Look, if the concept of honor
is racist to you,
then I don't know
what to write about.
What else is racist, Louis?
Pride? Strength? Love?
Racist, racist, racist.
My God, it must be exhausting
carrying the world
on your back the way you do.
-I'm not saying you can't--
-N-- well, no. Hey,
maybe you have a point.
Maybe, instead of purity,
we should say,
"We dwell in an equitable
emotional space
that recognizes
everyone's unique
intersectional challenges."
Do you have anyone
that you can talk to
openly about this stuff?
I can talk about race.
I do it all the time.
But you have to do it
on your knees, don't you?
"Oh. Oh. O-- oh, please.
I'm so sorry that I'm white.
Please,
let me keep my slave job.
It's what I deserve.
It's what I deserve
for being white."
Dude, white people sell
most of the power, all right?
- The percentage of CEOs,
lawmakers--
- Oh, shut the fuck up!
Do you have any idea
how weak you sound?
You said you were done
with the movement.
I am.
I've outgrown it.
Oh, dude!
He's fucking cutting his arm!
Can you even fucking play now?
Oh, man, this'll be so sick
on, like,
a documentary, you know,
like, when they make
a documentary about it.
Fucking raw, dude.
Yeah, man,
he's gone fucking sick.
If he fucking passes out,
we can't play the fucking show.
Great thinking.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Dude, I can't even look at it.
- Fuck you, motherfuc--
- Shut the fuck up!
Tell me. Tell me.
Do we have any Jews
in the house tonight?
Make some fucking noise!
You.
-Where are you from?
-Fucking Scottish, bro.
Think I'll put on
a fucking kilt,
you fucking faggot? Whoo!
I feel like
killing someone tonight!
Yeah!
Shut the fuck up.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Huh?
I was hoping you would stay.
We're having a blot tonight.
What's a blot?
It's like this ritual that me
and the other dudes do.
I was gonna
introduce you to 'em.
Look, man.
Whatever you got
going on out here...
...I can't be a part of it.
Yeah, I get it.
But, uh...
...you can come with me.
Like, uh, live with me.
Looks like it's gonna be
a hard winter.
Look...
...stay for the night.
Come to the blot,
meet the other dudes.
And I'll think about it,
I promise.
Yo-- you can do that
for me, right?
Of course I can.
Thanks, man.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck.
I'm home.
What was that?
I think I hear some--
Oh, fucking fuck.
Okay.
I think it's gonna be okay.
I think th-- I, uh--
Holy fuck!
- Oh, my God--
My God!
Hey,
good to see you!
-Thanks for coming.
-Yeah, just for tonight.
Uh, you look fucking ridiculous.
You know, you shouldn't mock
the ridiculous, Louis.
You should fear it.
Ah!
I call upon Odin Father
to speak through me.
Odin Father,
Wolf God, speaks now.
Once, my ravens
flew the world entire,
sinister forces compassed me.
I am bound in power
by the black gods of the desert.
I have sent forth prophets
to topple the demon god,
Jesus Christ.
My children,
you do not know
how great your destiny is.
You are the true inheritors
of my world.
When I set forth my child,
the German pretender,
I gave him power,
but he squandered it
in love of himself.
And so, he was defeated.
The man I send you now,
the man through whom I speak...
he has no weakness!
Hail Odin, hail the old father!
Ragnarok is coming.
Ragnarok is coming.
Ragnarok is coming.
Ragnarok is coming!
Ragnarok is coming.
The jaws of Fenrir,
the great wolf, will open wide,
crush the world,
and shatter the powers
that keep white men shackled!
Tonight, we welcome
a new brother.
Louis.
My oldest, my closest friend.
My love for you only grows
as you make this sacrifice.
He will add his strength to ours
and we will be purified
in our power.
- Welcome, brother.
- Welcome, Louis.
No fucking alcohol.
- Drink, brother.
- Take a drink, man.
May Odin bless us
as we welcome our new brother!
The blot begins!
Silence.
Hey, this is Mike.
How can I help you today?
Hey, it's, uh, it's Louis.
Um, yeah. What's, what's up?
I-- I don't know what to do.
Look, is this an SOS?
No, um-- I think it's okay.
I'm, I'm okay.
What's going on?
I don't know. I--
I mean,
everything was going good, I--
we were making music, and--
and then he gave me
this psychedelic drink,
an-- and then I'm just--
I don't know,
I'm just fucking scattered now.
He's giving you drugs?
Yeah.
I think you better
get back here,
you know, right now.
-Yeah.
-Listen, I'm at work.
-I got-- Just, just, just...
-Fuck. I-- I'm, I'm sorry.
...you know, be on the road
within the hour. Yeah?
I gotta talk to him,
see if I can--
Fuck him!
-I can't leave him here.
-He's a piece of shit.
Yeah.
Anders!
Anders!
Anders!
Hey.
Have you seen Anders?
Hey! Hey, dude!
- I just saw him,
he was back-- leaving the--
Go on.
I am truly sorry.
What do we do
when our quarry
goes to the trees?
Burn down the forest, sir.
These forests
are sacred to Odin.
We will not waste his gifts.
Shoot him down.
We could.
But it is a gift to know
when to make a spectacle
of your enemy's suffering.
Hey, how you doing up there?
Uh, not great.
Yeah. Okay, so, listen.
Here's the deal.
If you're still hanging on
to this tree in five minutes,
we'll let you go.
Cool?
Cool?
Cool.
Great.
Good luck.
No guns, no climbing.
Impress me.
We're all wolves, Louis.
All of us. Black,
white, Chinese, Muslim.
Jews, especially.
All just circling and snarling
and snapping at each other.
You see, I don't hate anybody.
They are what they are,
and they can't help that.
And they've been treated
horribly, I-- I would be
the first to admit it,
which is exactly why they cannot
be allowed access to power.
They'll just do
the same thing to us
that we did to them--
Will you shut the hell up?
Gentlemen, what are our words?
We must secure the existence
of the white race
and the future
for our white children.
For the glory of the Reich.
What fucking Reich?
You're Irish.
-I'm white.
-And your name isn't
even Anders, it's Andrew.
-You have a fucking BFA
in theater, for Christ's sake.
-Two minutes and 22 seconds.
Okay. Okay, dude.
Dude, will you
at least look at me?
If you let that guy go,
we, we can just leave,
all right?
You can come with me
to the city,
you can crash at my place.
You know, we can,
we can do music, all right?
We can, we can do shows, we--
Back off, man!
Get the fuck back!
-I'll fucking use this shit,
I swear to God!
-Hey, hey.
Hey. Louis.
I could help you, man.
I could help you.
You hear that, guys?
He's gonna help me.
- Maybe I should help you.
- Please.
Please.
Oh, fuck--
Oh, fuck!
Oh.
I thought you said
your fucking men's group
was about getting in touch
with your feelings.
I never said which feelings.
You know, I dream
of what would've happened
if you had never left.
We'd be doing this together.
The way it was
when we were kids.
Smoking weed
in your mom's basement
and listening to whatever
bullshit we could find
and dreaming that one day
we were gonna be famous.
We were losers.
We were.
We'd still be losers,
but Helvete, uh, changed me.
And then you killed him.
I did.
And then I burned the body...
...so he could never come back.
I still think
I see him sometimes.
See, he wanted to control you.
I don't wanna control you.
I love you, Louis.
Every dream
that you have ever had,
I wanna make them come true.
Just...
...just don't leave me, okay?
Don't ever leave me alone again.
Anders...
...I never even liked that shit.
I just didn't have
anyone else to hang out with.
Do you remember that kid...
...that you attacked
in the alley, that Jew?
He died.
So...
...the next time
you feel like judging me...
...just remember...
...I'm not the only murderer
in this room.
- Plus,
it's like, you know,
it's a base, dude, it's, like,
the easiest instrument to play.
You just do that,
like, walking thing,
you know, that, like...
Mm, totally.
Oh, shit! Look at this, man!
Have you ever heard of,
uh, Pink Floyd?
- I think so.
- Dude, man,
they're fucking great! I mean,
they're not metal or anything,
but, man, they're like--
- they tell a story, you know?
- Uh-huh.
It's, like, operatic and shit.
Man, no, this is the shit, man!
I can hear you.
What happened to you, man?
I mean...
...you're always kind of
a piece of shit, but...
...when did you become
the fucking Unabomber?
You know,
before your mom married that...
...Ted guy...
...we grew up
in the same shitty town...
...the same
shitty drunk fathers...
...same shitty moms.
And we went to the same
shitty fucking school.
Do you wanna know
how I survived all that?
Every week, I'd--
I'd go to your house...
...and we'd spend hours
telling stories about
how one day...
...we'd get out
of this shit.
And we'd be rich...
...and powerful.
And it was great, man.
It really was.
And then we got older...
...and those stories
never came true, and...
...then we got angry.
The stories got so...
...dark.
I knew
you were never gonna stop...
...even after all that time.
That's your problem, man.
That's always been your problem.
You can never tell
the difference between what's...
...what you wanted and,
and what's real.
So I left.
I left so I could live
in a shitty,
horrible, real fucking--
Don't.
-Don't try to rewrite--
-I'm--
- I'm not rewriting--
- Stop it!
That was funny.
I could end all of this
with one bite.
And you're still hurting me!
No.
What am I doing?
Why do I wanna hurt you so bad?
I don't wanna hurt you,
Louis, I love you!
It's okay.
I'm here,
I'm not going anywhere.
-Oh, I've heard that before.
-Andy.
No!
I'm not Andy anymore.
I'm not little Andy.
You can't trick me,
and you can't change how I feel!
I-- I know. I know.
Louis.
Why?
Wolves against the world.
Wolves against the world.
It is clear...
...that the Semitic
world state...
...has committed
numerous acts of aggression
against the people
of this world.
These include...
...the terrorist attacks
of 9/11...
...and psychological
operations...
...spreading the lie...
...of German war crimes
during World War II...
...enlightened...
and other... acts of...
...and what that means is
that this is a military trial.
You are accused of high treason.
War treason.
Subversion of military strength.
Desertion.
What do you have
to say for yourself?
I'm guilty.
You are?
Yeah.
What are you guilty of?
All of it.
Forever.
The failure to defend yourself
is weakness.
Weakness is punishable by death.
Louis, please...
Holmgang.
All right.
Holmgang.
Holmgang is an art form.
War brought to the hearth.
No courtrooms, no cowardice.
The victor leads the pack.
The loser...
Fuck!
Wolf! Wolf!
God!
Step right up.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What are we doing for you today?
- Cover up.
- Okay. On your back?
-Mm-hmm.
-Okay.
Uh, yeah,
this isn't like a $200 job.
- What do you want me to do here?
- I don't care.
- This is gonna be, like, $2000.
- -Come on.
I mean, it's gonna take me
so much time.
It's gonna take a lot of ink.
So, what am I supposed to do?
I wouldn't take
your shirt off in public.
God damn it.
Fucking--
Oh, God! Fucking--
Damn it!
Oh, God.
- Right, goodbye.
- Uh, bye, Melody.
Bye, Mel.
Bye, sweetie.
With that in mind,
we have a guest here today
who actually has
some firsthand experience.
This is Louis,
and you can ask him
any questions you might have.
Anybody have a question?
Yeah, Ann.
Did you ever use the "N" word?
Yes, I did.
It was a mistake.
But that's
how we talked back then.
- Elliot.
- -Did you guys make meth?
No. Uh, we mainly smoked weed
and played music.
What kind of music?
Um, I was into doom metal stuff,
and, uh... well,
there's a large neo-Nazi--
I heard everybody
who plays death metal is a Nazi.
- Uh, no, no-- that's not--
- Have you
ever killed someone?
No.
Look, we were just dumb kids
that got confused
by some bullshit.
Uh...
can I say "bullshit"?
I'd rather you didn't.
- Ouch.
- Are you sorry you did it?
-Yes.
- Would you take it back if you could?
-Yes.
Is your life better now
than it was then?
Yeah. Of course.
So, um...
...big news. Um...
...I cried the other day.
I was, um... I was in my car,
and I turned on
the radio, and that, um,
that Aerosmith song
comes on. You know,
the one with the acoustic
intro, like--
-"Dream on."
-Mm-hmm.
Yeah, that's it. That's it.
Eminem did
a version of it, and...
...I remember sitting
in the parking lot
of a Giant Eagle
with my friends.
We were 16, eating tacos,
talking about how our dads
used to kick the shit out of us.
And I remember, um...
...that's one
of the last times I hung out
with those guys, you know.
And my friend Kyle
hugged me goodbye, you know.
And I was like, "Holy shit,"
you know, "that's--
I think that's the last time
a dude has hugged me, I think."
And I just, uh--
Cool. That takes strength.
- Hmm
- Uh-huh.
Yeah, just to sort of,
like, piggyback off
from what, uh,
Louis was saying, you know--
- I got next.
- You hear that, Louis?
He's got next.
Leave him alone!
Odin's hammer!
Fuck!
- Blood and honor, motherfucker!
- Oh, fuck--
- There you go.
- Get--
Fuck off, faggot!
God damn it!
Fucking asshole!
Oh, fucking nice.
Just thanks, asshole.
Fuck!
I know what you think.
I hear you whispering
when you think you're alone.
I hear the blood in your neck.
Do you think he's okay?
I wouldn't worry
about him right now.
I'm sorry for what's
about to happen to you.
I'm sorry
after I kick your ass, bitch.
Right now,
this is a game to you.
You and your little buddy,
you play until you get bored.
But this is not a game to me!
This is about the survival
of our race.
You need to see that.
You need
to take it on... physically.
Fuck-- fuck off me!
At the tone,
please record your message.
When you have finished
recording, you may hang up
or press one for more options.
Hey, it's, uh, Lou.
Um, I was wondering
if you could talk or something.
Um, yeah, uh...
...yeah, um... anyway,
I hope you're having fun
pretending to be a fucking
Viking or whatever. Bye.
So, somebody ran out
of money, huh?
- Come on up to the cabin,
we'll talk about it.
So, what should I do?
What do you wanna do?
I don't know.
Maybe he's different, you know.
Maybe we could--
-you know, maybe he's--
-Yeah.
Maybe.
- Plus money.
- Sure.
You just make sure
that the reason
is the reason, you know?
I know what?
You want the God's honest truth?
Those days, fighting,
fucking, all that horrible shit,
those were the best days
of our lives,
and we all know it.
We just pretend not to.
Were the best days of our lives,
and they're over.
Over.
I don't know.
Just don't get stuck up there.
-Oh, I don't care
about that shit--
-Okay.
What do you care about?
We are wolves against the world!
Louis?
Fuck are you doing here, man?
It's good to see you.
Yeah, man. You too.
So--
So, um, you live out here now?
Yeah. Yeah, I run a,
a men's workshop
-on the other side
of the property. Yeah.
-Men's workshop. Wow.
You know, getting in touch
with the feelings and all that.
Yeah, um, so, uh,
you know, you're not,
uh...
...you don't--
Not a Nazi anymore?
Come on, man, that shit was,
like, seven years ago.
Uh, what's that?
It's for a workshop
with the other men.
Where are they?
Around.
You won't see 'em.
I didn't see
any other buildings
on the way in.
You're staying for a day or two.
-Am I, now?
-You are.
- I got work on Tuesday.
- Yeah, yeah.
Where's your shoes?
I don't have any clothes, man.
I got clothes.
-In my size?
-Every size.
Sorry, I don't have a bed,
I got this cot, though.
No, I don't care, man.
As long as it's not upstairs.
Scared of the dead, Louis?
Come on, where the--
where the fuck is it?
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck!
I don't know what to say.
I guess, uh...
...fuck you?
Amen.
What's up,
my dudes? It's your man,
Tyler, bringing you the best
of the spooky macabre
here in Ohio.
I'm about 15 miles
from the nearest town
'cause today,
we're checking out
the Mitchell murder.
So, this was about
seven years back,
when the lead singer
of a Nazi band
was burned alive
in some sort of satanic ritual.
The cabin is occupied,
currently,
but there are lots
of urban legends,
even about the forest
around the house,
lots of missing person cases,
that kind of thing.
A group of teenagers
went missing near here,
and the whole
Sherman Ableman case
happened nearby.
Okay.
Okay, so we should
be getting closer here.
What the hell is that?
Oh! Crazy!
It's like
an old abandoned railway car.
Fuck! What the fuck!
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
Oh, fuck!
Shit, man, it's been a while.
Oh!
What the fuck?
So, you're, uh,
you're doing pretty good
out here, huh?
I am. I'm, uh, I'm peaceful.
You're peaceful?
God, you remind me of that,
um, a D&D player who used
to play the, the ranger.
-What's his name?
What's his name?
-S--
Come on, don't make me say it.
Say it. Come on.
-Noldor Greymantle.
-Noldor!
- God!
- So fucking stupid.
Oh, shit.
I miss that shit.
Do you?
Yeah, man.
I don't know
what you're trying to do here.
Who are you now...
...Louis?
I don't know, man.
I'm just trying
to fucking survive, you know?
I'm in fucking AA.
I do my job,
do community service shit.
-And you want money.
-I got a fucking 22-inch
swastika on my back.
Yeah, I told you
that was a bad idea,
you shouldn't have a tattoo.
You're not a warrior.
Don't be a fucking cunt, dude.
You know, if you gotta say "no,"
just say "no"
like a fucking man,
-and I'll just drive
back tonight.
-Oh, shit,
this must be awful for you!
Having to come here...
and grovel
-like this after the big...
-I'm not groveling, all right?
...fucking deal you made
when you left.
After what you said to me
when I took the, the payout
on the first album,
-do you remember what you said?
-Yeah.
Say it.
You said, "Stop acting...
...like a fucking Jew."
You know...
...I did a lot of work
to not be that guy anymore.
I don't like
that you brought that up.
Have you seen Anders?
No.
Did you hear about Tom?
No.
Oh, he's got a new girlfriend.
- Cool.
- Yeah.
Her name is Ji Yoon.
Ji Yoon?
What kind
of fucking name is that?
It's an Asian name.
Oh, shit.
I hope he got out of town
before the guys found out, huh?
He didn't.
Where the fuck is Anders?
He's probably just out
having some fun.
...please, please, don't look!
Please, don't look!
I don't know
what's happening to me!
Just--
No!
Fuck!
God damn!
Fuck!
Fucking-- damn it.
Anders!
Hey! Anders!
Fucking-- Hey, Anders!
- Yeah.
- Hey!
-I, I can't hear you!
-Turn it off!
Yeah.
-God damn!
-Whew.
-Did I wake you?
-Yeah, man,
you woke the fucking dead!
Wouldn't that be nice?
Jesus! Fucking asshole, man!
-Feel like helping out?
-No, I don't.
All right. Okay, fine.
Wha-- what are you working on?
Ah. All right,
let me show you.
You'll like this.
Okay.
A little fruity.
- It gets heavy.
- Yeah, I bet it does.
Just play something.
Yeah, well,
don't have a kit, do I?
No drum kits.
We don't use anything
that wasn't available
to pre-Christian European man.
- Don't be an asshole, dude.
You know what I mean?
I mean,
you fucking said it, dude.
Can I play the rest?
Yeah, I can tell you're dying
to tell me more.
All right, all right,
here we go.
So, this is the bit-- uh,
this is where it gets heavy,
-right here. Right.
-Mm-hmm.
Yeah, man, it's, uh,
it's cool. I like it.
Wh-- what's wrong with it?
Nothing. It's cool, like I said.
Come on, show me how it's done.
Play something.
Come on.
-All right.
-Come on. Yeah.
Okay.
That's wrong.
Jesus Christ, man.
It's like fucking
KC and the Sunshine Band.
Okay, so, first of all,
since we're in theory 101,
this is a tritone scale.
Right? But you don't wanna be
in the tritone, man.
You wanna be in a harmonic mile
with the flat fifth,
'cause then you can,
you know, open it up
and you can do shit
that's unexpected,
like, uh, like this here.
That's better, right?
-Yeah, it's better.
-Yeah, I thought so.
All right, dude,
what's the song about?
Um, well, it's about
this, like, uh--
there's, like,
these Viking warriors,
and they get, uh,
woken up in modern times.
-Mm-hmm.
-And then they go
to war with the, um,
like, the global government.
You know, it's stupid.
Yeah. Um, all right.
Whatever. Right?
- Uh, okay.
- So, um...
...the acoustic shit
is like the tribe, right?
-And then the metal
is the modern world.
-Yeah. Yeah.
All right. Then, um,
maybe instead of the percussion
crashing in with the metal,
then maybe we fucking go heavy
on the acoustic shit, you know,
-to give it, like, uh...
-Okay. Okay.
...give it, like,
a fucking texture.
-Yeah.
-Right? A-- and then,
then the thing about the,
-the metal drums?
-Uh-huh.
The evil empire drums. Right?
That's kind of cool, right?
The thing about them
is that they're like, um...
-...they're, like, robotic.
-Okay.
- All right?
Like, they don't have...
- Yeah.
-...any texture to them.
They're, they're lifeless.
-Yeah. It's, like,
-this, like, this, like,
form forward, just, like--
-Yeah. Yeah. And it's--
-Nah, it's as heavy, you know?
-Yeah. It's like military,
you know? It's, like,
this sort of fascist or--
like, whatever.
-Yeah, no, wha-- whatever.
-You know. Yeah, yeah.
Oh.
Look what I found.
Oh, my God.
Is that dead fucking squirrel?
-Jesus.
-Death in your voice.
I'm gonna bring
a lot of them to our next show
and throw them at people.
People need more death
in their lives.
You're gonna piss
a lot of people off.
People need changing.
-Yeah.
-To make them see.
Sure.
Do you see, Louis?
Do you see?
Or is this a game to you?
A game?
Someday you're gonna need
to make a commitment.
A more... permanent connection
to the movement.
I think I'm pretty
fucking... connected.
Something irrevocable.
Something final.
Holy shit.
Is that a wolf?
No...
...it's not a wolf.
Look, man...
...I know we had fun today
or whatever, but...
...I can't stay.
And I gotta ask about the money.
They don't pay you
wherever you work?
Just some piece
of shit warehouse job.
You know how it is.
No.
I mean, you don't.
What's that mean?
Come on, man.
Look, I never gave you shit
because your parents were rich.
I never asked you for shit.
But there's no money out there
right now for guys like me.
And this is
what you want to return to?
No.
Don't you miss it?
What we had up here, our...
...our community?
You, me, Helvete.
Our brotherhood.
Yeah, well... Helvete died.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave so fast?
- It was--
- I needed you, and you left.
It wasn't planned or anything.
I've known you my entire life.
We were best friends, dude.
You made me think
that you cared about me.
-But it wasn't about me, was it?
-Andy.
'Cause you left
as soon as he died!
I'm sorry.
You're right. I'm, I'm sorry.
I should've called or,
or som-- or something, you know?
Is it me?
Is there
something wrong with me?
No, man.
"We dwell in purity
beneath a sea of abundance,
content with the nurture
of our native land."
You know what the hell
this sounds like, man?
You sound like fucking
Graveland with this shit, dude.
I don't wanna do
any fucking race shit, man.
Okay.
No, look at me.
I don't wanna do any race shit.
Who asked you to do anything?
You're leaving, remember?
As soon as you get your money.
Yeah. You're right.
Look, if the concept of honor
is racist to you,
then I don't know
what to write about.
What else is racist, Louis?
Pride? Strength? Love?
Racist, racist, racist.
My God, it must be exhausting
carrying the world
on your back the way you do.
-I'm not saying you can't--
-N-- well, no. Hey,
maybe you have a point.
Maybe, instead of purity,
we should say,
"We dwell in an equitable
emotional space
that recognizes
everyone's unique
intersectional challenges."
Do you have anyone
that you can talk to
openly about this stuff?
I can talk about race.
I do it all the time.
But you have to do it
on your knees, don't you?
"Oh. Oh. O-- oh, please.
I'm so sorry that I'm white.
Please,
let me keep my slave job.
It's what I deserve.
It's what I deserve
for being white."
Dude, white people sell
most of the power, all right?
- The percentage of CEOs,
lawmakers--
- Oh, shut the fuck up!
Do you have any idea
how weak you sound?
You said you were done
with the movement.
I am.
I've outgrown it.
Oh, dude!
He's fucking cutting his arm!
Can you even fucking play now?
Oh, man, this'll be so sick
on, like,
a documentary, you know,
like, when they make
a documentary about it.
Fucking raw, dude.
Yeah, man,
he's gone fucking sick.
If he fucking passes out,
we can't play the fucking show.
Great thinking.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Dude, I can't even look at it.
- Fuck you, motherfuc--
- Shut the fuck up!
Tell me. Tell me.
Do we have any Jews
in the house tonight?
Make some fucking noise!
You.
-Where are you from?
-Fucking Scottish, bro.
Think I'll put on
a fucking kilt,
you fucking faggot? Whoo!
I feel like
killing someone tonight!
Yeah!
Shut the fuck up.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Huh?
I was hoping you would stay.
We're having a blot tonight.
What's a blot?
It's like this ritual that me
and the other dudes do.
I was gonna
introduce you to 'em.
Look, man.
Whatever you got
going on out here...
...I can't be a part of it.
Yeah, I get it.
But, uh...
...you can come with me.
Like, uh, live with me.
Looks like it's gonna be
a hard winter.
Look...
...stay for the night.
Come to the blot,
meet the other dudes.
And I'll think about it,
I promise.
Yo-- you can do that
for me, right?
Of course I can.
Thanks, man.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck.
I'm home.
What was that?
I think I hear some--
Oh, fucking fuck.
Okay.
I think it's gonna be okay.
I think th-- I, uh--
Holy fuck!
- Oh, my God--
My God!
Hey,
good to see you!
-Thanks for coming.
-Yeah, just for tonight.
Uh, you look fucking ridiculous.
You know, you shouldn't mock
the ridiculous, Louis.
You should fear it.
Ah!
I call upon Odin Father
to speak through me.
Odin Father,
Wolf God, speaks now.
Once, my ravens
flew the world entire,
sinister forces compassed me.
I am bound in power
by the black gods of the desert.
I have sent forth prophets
to topple the demon god,
Jesus Christ.
My children,
you do not know
how great your destiny is.
You are the true inheritors
of my world.
When I set forth my child,
the German pretender,
I gave him power,
but he squandered it
in love of himself.
And so, he was defeated.
The man I send you now,
the man through whom I speak...
he has no weakness!
Hail Odin, hail the old father!
Ragnarok is coming.
Ragnarok is coming.
Ragnarok is coming.
Ragnarok is coming!
Ragnarok is coming.
The jaws of Fenrir,
the great wolf, will open wide,
crush the world,
and shatter the powers
that keep white men shackled!
Tonight, we welcome
a new brother.
Louis.
My oldest, my closest friend.
My love for you only grows
as you make this sacrifice.
He will add his strength to ours
and we will be purified
in our power.
- Welcome, brother.
- Welcome, Louis.
No fucking alcohol.
- Drink, brother.
- Take a drink, man.
May Odin bless us
as we welcome our new brother!
The blot begins!
Silence.
Hey, this is Mike.
How can I help you today?
Hey, it's, uh, it's Louis.
Um, yeah. What's, what's up?
I-- I don't know what to do.
Look, is this an SOS?
No, um-- I think it's okay.
I'm, I'm okay.
What's going on?
I don't know. I--
I mean,
everything was going good, I--
we were making music, and--
and then he gave me
this psychedelic drink,
an-- and then I'm just--
I don't know,
I'm just fucking scattered now.
He's giving you drugs?
Yeah.
I think you better
get back here,
you know, right now.
-Yeah.
-Listen, I'm at work.
-I got-- Just, just, just...
-Fuck. I-- I'm, I'm sorry.
...you know, be on the road
within the hour. Yeah?
I gotta talk to him,
see if I can--
Fuck him!
-I can't leave him here.
-He's a piece of shit.
Yeah.
Anders!
Anders!
Anders!
Hey.
Have you seen Anders?
Hey! Hey, dude!
- I just saw him,
he was back-- leaving the--
Go on.
I am truly sorry.
What do we do
when our quarry
goes to the trees?
Burn down the forest, sir.
These forests
are sacred to Odin.
We will not waste his gifts.
Shoot him down.
We could.
But it is a gift to know
when to make a spectacle
of your enemy's suffering.
Hey, how you doing up there?
Uh, not great.
Yeah. Okay, so, listen.
Here's the deal.
If you're still hanging on
to this tree in five minutes,
we'll let you go.
Cool?
Cool?
Cool.
Great.
Good luck.
No guns, no climbing.
Impress me.
We're all wolves, Louis.
All of us. Black,
white, Chinese, Muslim.
Jews, especially.
All just circling and snarling
and snapping at each other.
You see, I don't hate anybody.
They are what they are,
and they can't help that.
And they've been treated
horribly, I-- I would be
the first to admit it,
which is exactly why they cannot
be allowed access to power.
They'll just do
the same thing to us
that we did to them--
Will you shut the hell up?
Gentlemen, what are our words?
We must secure the existence
of the white race
and the future
for our white children.
For the glory of the Reich.
What fucking Reich?
You're Irish.
-I'm white.
-And your name isn't
even Anders, it's Andrew.
-You have a fucking BFA
in theater, for Christ's sake.
-Two minutes and 22 seconds.
Okay. Okay, dude.
Dude, will you
at least look at me?
If you let that guy go,
we, we can just leave,
all right?
You can come with me
to the city,
you can crash at my place.
You know, we can,
we can do music, all right?
We can, we can do shows, we--
Back off, man!
Get the fuck back!
-I'll fucking use this shit,
I swear to God!
-Hey, hey.
Hey. Louis.
I could help you, man.
I could help you.
You hear that, guys?
He's gonna help me.
- Maybe I should help you.
- Please.
Please.
Oh, fuck--
Oh, fuck!
Oh.
I thought you said
your fucking men's group
was about getting in touch
with your feelings.
I never said which feelings.
You know, I dream
of what would've happened
if you had never left.
We'd be doing this together.
The way it was
when we were kids.
Smoking weed
in your mom's basement
and listening to whatever
bullshit we could find
and dreaming that one day
we were gonna be famous.
We were losers.
We were.
We'd still be losers,
but Helvete, uh, changed me.
And then you killed him.
I did.
And then I burned the body...
...so he could never come back.
I still think
I see him sometimes.
See, he wanted to control you.
I don't wanna control you.
I love you, Louis.
Every dream
that you have ever had,
I wanna make them come true.
Just...
...just don't leave me, okay?
Don't ever leave me alone again.
Anders...
...I never even liked that shit.
I just didn't have
anyone else to hang out with.
Do you remember that kid...
...that you attacked
in the alley, that Jew?
He died.
So...
...the next time
you feel like judging me...
...just remember...
...I'm not the only murderer
in this room.
- Plus,
it's like, you know,
it's a base, dude, it's, like,
the easiest instrument to play.
You just do that,
like, walking thing,
you know, that, like...
Mm, totally.
Oh, shit! Look at this, man!
Have you ever heard of,
uh, Pink Floyd?
- I think so.
- Dude, man,
they're fucking great! I mean,
they're not metal or anything,
but, man, they're like--
- they tell a story, you know?
- Uh-huh.
It's, like, operatic and shit.
Man, no, this is the shit, man!
I can hear you.
What happened to you, man?
I mean...
...you're always kind of
a piece of shit, but...
...when did you become
the fucking Unabomber?
You know,
before your mom married that...
...Ted guy...
...we grew up
in the same shitty town...
...the same
shitty drunk fathers...
...same shitty moms.
And we went to the same
shitty fucking school.
Do you wanna know
how I survived all that?
Every week, I'd--
I'd go to your house...
...and we'd spend hours
telling stories about
how one day...
...we'd get out
of this shit.
And we'd be rich...
...and powerful.
And it was great, man.
It really was.
And then we got older...
...and those stories
never came true, and...
...then we got angry.
The stories got so...
...dark.
I knew
you were never gonna stop...
...even after all that time.
That's your problem, man.
That's always been your problem.
You can never tell
the difference between what's...
...what you wanted and,
and what's real.
So I left.
I left so I could live
in a shitty,
horrible, real fucking--
Don't.
-Don't try to rewrite--
-I'm--
- I'm not rewriting--
- Stop it!
That was funny.
I could end all of this
with one bite.
And you're still hurting me!
No.
What am I doing?
Why do I wanna hurt you so bad?
I don't wanna hurt you,
Louis, I love you!
It's okay.
I'm here,
I'm not going anywhere.
-Oh, I've heard that before.
-Andy.
No!
I'm not Andy anymore.
I'm not little Andy.
You can't trick me,
and you can't change how I feel!
I-- I know. I know.
Louis.
Why?
Wolves against the world.
Wolves against the world.
It is clear...
...that the Semitic
world state...
...has committed
numerous acts of aggression
against the people
of this world.
These include...
...the terrorist attacks
of 9/11...
...and psychological
operations...
...spreading the lie...
...of German war crimes
during World War II...
...enlightened...
and other... acts of...
...and what that means is
that this is a military trial.
You are accused of high treason.
War treason.
Subversion of military strength.
Desertion.
What do you have
to say for yourself?
I'm guilty.
You are?
Yeah.
What are you guilty of?
All of it.
Forever.
The failure to defend yourself
is weakness.
Weakness is punishable by death.
Louis, please...
Holmgang.
All right.
Holmgang.
Holmgang is an art form.
War brought to the hearth.
No courtrooms, no cowardice.
The victor leads the pack.
The loser...
Fuck!
Wolf! Wolf!
God!