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Stop that. Stop. Stop, that hurts Mama. Stop that.
Jack, stop. Stop! Stop, Jack.
Jack, stop. Stop.
I said no! Come here.
Get in the bath now! Jack!
That's it.
Lay back. Lay back. There you go.
We're going in the house, yeah.
I got another one of those late notices.
Mama!
Well, then, you'd better check your record books,
'cause I know I sent it over there.
- Mama! - Under "Bev."
- Same address... Shit. - Mama!
Mama!
- What? - Can I have Dorothy braids?
Eat your breakfast.
Police are still searching for a missing girl
- who was abducted from her home... - What's them abducted for?
Them what?
... fear is a deadly attack in south Louisiana.
Come on with that trash.
- Remember our conversation? - Yeah.
- Yeah, what'd I say? - No scissors.
That's right. No scissors. That's good, baby.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Go, go, go, go.
Hey. Sorry we're late.
- Oh, hey, y'all. That's all right. - Jack ain't feeling so good.
Oh, it ain't serious? 'Cause Beau catches every damn thing.
Oh, no, no. Somethin' she ate.
Just a stomach thing.
Child, baby. Look at them braids.
Hey! Hey. She's just playing sweet.
- What do you say to Miss Denise? - Thank you.
You're welcome, baby.
Go on over there and play. Go.
- Look, uh... - How's Beau doing?
- I talked to my husband. - Oh...
Yeah, I talked to Derek. I'm real sorry, but he's got his concerns.
Concerns about what?
Come on, Toni. You know what about.
- I just asked a question. - We just think it better
if Jack goes some other place nicer than here.
And where am I gonna get the cash for someplace nice?
- Rob a bank? - That ain't my deal.
- There's a daycare on the island. - Jesus. It's...
- Kidz Corner. - Kidz Corner?
- What? - You know I can't afford to...
You know this was only supposed to be
- temporary after Bev. - I can't barely afford...
- I ain't runnin' a charity. - No, I know.
I know.
She can stay till Friday.
All right.
- I'm real sorry. - I said all right.
Sorry. Sorry I'm late.
Jack got some sort of stomach thing.
I don't know.
Gee. Thanks for caring.
She okay?
Oh, fuck off.
- He drunk? - Maybe.
Maybe dead.
Hey, can I get the four-tops today?
I gotta get some cash coming in.
You gotta do Lee.
Oh, come on.
On, uh, two.
Is there a hotel here?
Huh.
What's that?
Ain't a real hotel town.
Well, a motel, then.
Motel took over by them offshore boys.
Where do you sleep?
Sorry?
If there's no hotel and the motel is occupied,
then, where do you sleep?
Sleep at my house.
Well, where is that?
It's out a-ways.
$4.26.
There's a diner.
Should be open if you're looking for a hot meal.
Ain't no good, but it'll be hot.
Police are still searching
for 15-year-old Chrystina Harris,
a freshman at local Grand Isle Central High.
Got another one off the island.
Got another one what?
Others fear this may be
another in a deadly string of attacks
by the south Louisiana killer
whom authorities have nicknamed The Blind Butcher.
Why do they call him that?
'Cause that's how he leaves the victims.
How?
Like burger meat.
Oh.
Well, fuck, Janine.
Just let it drown.
Are you my daddy?
Hey, hey. Sorry about that.
Hi.
Come on in.
♪ Happy birthday, dear... ♪
♪ Jack ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
Blow 'em out.
Ooh, yay!
I'm gonna go get a knife.
- Uh... - Squirt gun.
I thought it was a boy.
What? Oh, no, she... she loves it.
She likes everything to play with.
She ain't picky or nothing. Here you go.
- So how is your... - I couldn't believe...
- Oh, I'm, I'm sorry. - Oh, no, I, I...
You go ahead.
I said, uh, how's your grandma?
Oh, uh...
Her died.
- Oh. - Yeah.
She passed last January. Heart gave out.
Hope you like vanilla.
So you need money?
What?
- 'Cause I... things is kind of tight. - No, no, I... Oh, no.
- They're always working us for cheap... - No, no, no. Jack...
- ... and you... - I just thought...
Jack's been asking about you, so...
Oh, scared, huh?
Afraid, huh?
How long can you stay fresh in that can?
Come on, get up and fight, you shivering junkyard!
Put your hands up, you lopsided bag of hay!
Now, that's getting personal, Lion.
Yes. Get up and teach him a lesson.
Well, what's wrong with you teaching him?
Well, well, well, I hardly know him.
Well, I'll get you anyway, pee-wee.
Shame on you!
What did you do that for?
- I didn't bite him! - Jack, time to make doe-doe.
Mm-mm.
Don't be a pest. I said bed.
I gotta get a bath first. I always do.
Is my nose bleeding?
Well, of course not.
Jack? Jack, what is it?
- She just kept moving around. - It burns!
Oh, hey. Hey, it's okay.
It's okay. Here we go.
It's okay. Yeah. That's good...
Hey. Stop. What the hell?
- Jack, stop. - Stop that.
- Stop that, Jack. - Stop that. Stop! I said stop!
Ow!
Hey, get off of her!
Jack.
Jack. Jack.
Jack.
Jack. Jack.
Jack.
Jack. Come on.
Jack. Jack.
Jack, you're okay.
Jack.
Okay.
Okay. You're good. You're good. You're good. Yeah.
You're good. You're good.
You okay?
Okay. Yeah.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
Hey, uh, could Ramona watch Jack a couple of days next week?
- Just short-term? - Eh, I don't think so.
Come on. She don't got a job or nothin'.
She's chasing after three grandbabies.
That's employment enough.
What?
You got a table.
What can I get ya?
What's good?
Nothin'.
They pay you to say that.
Got zero strength to bullshit.
I'll have a hamburger.
You want one burger or twenty?
Sit down and have a conversation.
Yeah, I know all about conversation.
This one's talk only.
My foot.
So, Toni, how long have you worked here?
Mm-mm.
You want conversation, you gotta make talk.
All right. Um...
My name is Alex.
Where you from, Alex?
Uh, nearby.
You lyin' already.
Why do you assume that I'm lying?
'Cause you ain't talkin' flat.
Folks around here sound like they fired the letter G
from working the damn alphabet.
- I'm here doing a job. - Offshore?
Mm-hmm.
Then you better heal up and get a straight story.
'Cause trouble don't make pay day.
Well...
I'm no trouble.
Yeah, and I'm the Queen of Sheba.
If I was trouble,
then why aren't you afraid of me?
Maybe I got a death wish.
Is that so?
Maybe. Maybe I ain't scared of bullshit.
'Cause you're chock full.
I like you.
- You want something from me. - What's that?
Don't know yet.
Huh.
Are you even old enough to smoke?
Old enough for lots.
But we ain't talkin' about me.
Mm-mm.
How about a game?
If you could be anybody else in the world...
who would you be?
Life don't work like that.
Oh, yeah?
So how does life work?
I see it like this.
When you're born,
- when you a little baby? - Mm-hmm?
There's a million yous you could be.
Doctor, lawyer, bank robber, happy, sad...
All different kinds of versions of you.
And then you start going through life,
and you make this choice...
This one, that one.
And one by one, those versions sort of go off,
like, they die in a sort of way.
And then finally, you end up who you is.
The end.
You really think that?
Maybe.
Maybe I'm just trying to make a hundred bucks.
Do you live around here?
- There it is. - Well...
Jesus fucking Christ!
What the hell's the matter?
Jack! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Baby, what is it?
Are you hurt? You get hit? What the hell happened?
Hey! Denise!
Hey, I'm talking to you! What happened?
Your daughter's a damn psycho, is what happened.
Fuck you.
Fuck me. Really?
- Yeah, fuck you! - Really? You wanna say "fuck you" to me,
- after all... I was watching her. - You were supposed to be watching her.
Well, then, what happened,
'cause she covered in about a bucket of blood.
She bit the mailman.
Yeah. With her teeth. Bit into him.
Latched, like a fuckin' dog would do it.
Well, then, what'd he do to her? He must have hurt her.
He put the mail in the wrong fucking slot. I don't know.
He just shown up and she went ballistic on him.
He must have done something.
- What'd he do? - Come on, Toni. Wake up.
The other day she threatened Beau with the scissors.
- What? - He could have gotten seriously hurt.
I talked that out with her.
- You calling me a bad mother? - No. No.
Then what, what are you saying, Denise?
- No! - What are you saying?
I'm just saying something is seriously wrong with your daughter.
I'm real sorry.
Fuck!
What?
Nothing.
What's the matter?
It's cold.
I don't give a shit if it's cold. It's food. You eat it.
The Bible tells us
that no one can hide from God.
Why is she here?
Look, so I couldn't get any misoprostol.
What? You told her?
- I won't say anything. I swear. - Cool, she cool.
What happened? I thought your cousin was cool.
Well, she went to El Paso for the break.
- Why? - I think to visit her dad.
What she gotta visit her dad for?
- I don't know. - Fuck.
I guess it's, like, court ordered or something.
- Fuck! Fuck! - Look, listen, we can do it
without the pills.
How?
Sunny knows. She did it on Brittni Veaux.
- You weren't supposed to say. - Oh, sorry.
And it worked?
Three days after, it just came out in the toilet.
Look, you could call Donny again.
I called him ten hundred times.
- You could ask your grandma. - No!
Her grandma's a Jesus freak.
... and sail west.
But the Lord found Jonah.
Adam and Eve heard the voice of the Lord God
walking in the garden after they had rebelled against His word.
They thought they could hide themselves
behind their fig leaves in amongst the trees of the garden...
It's gonna hurt like hell,
but don't move, okay? Real still.
I can't...
- I can't... - What'd she say?
Stop, stop. She said stop!
You want a sandwich?
Yeah.
We closed now.
Got $52 cash tips.
I don't want your money.
I want to know where Toni lives.
Who is it?
A thousand dollars.
For a place to stay and to get my vehicle off the road.
One night.
This is my house.
I got your address from the waitress.
Janine.
I won't hurt you.
I just need to get off the road.
Yeah? What's the catch?
There's no catch.
What you got in there?
Bathroom's over there.
Sorry about the power.
Thank you.
Who are you running from, anyway?
Mama?
Hey.
Hey, baby.
You awake?
Come on, come on.
She don't do so good with men.
It's okay. I won't bite.
What happened to your face?
Oh.
I got into a fight.
Had to sew it up.
Yeah, like a scarecrow.
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I am grown up.
You're just a kid.
So what does that make you? My babysitter?
I never thought about it.
Everybody thinks about it.
Um, I guess, once,
I had this feeling like, I don't know, something was coming.
I didn't know what life was gonna be,
but I knew there was gonna be one.
Then Jack came, and that pretty much killed that.
How so?
Uh, she's messed up.
She has fits.
I don't know. I thought it was 'cause of this or that, but...
truth is, um...
What?
I think she know nobody want her.
Not me, not her daddy.
Nobody.
She's mad at the whole world for making her get born.
I love my kid.
But you're trapped.
Jesus, you a shrink or somethin'?
What's in the trunk of your car?
Can't tell you.
Such a damn liar.
You wanna know what's inside of them?
Pick one.
What?
It's okay.
Pick one.
Good.
Open it.
Please.
I got... I got a little girl. Please.
Please! Please. Please.
No, no.
- Mama? - What?
What?
There's a lady.
I hope you don't mind. I had to borrow some clothes.
Who are you?
Come on. I made coffee.
Okay.
Go watch TV.
Why don't you sit down?
Who are you?
I'm a friend.
What was that? You talkin' code?
Where's Alex?
I think he's a murderer.
Bad Butcher, or whatever the hell.
Yeah, Alex is a sales clerk from Bloomington, Indiana.
- And you know him? - In a sense.
I said quit talkin' code.
I do like you.
I know him, because...
I am him.
They're called "alternatives."
Modified shells that allow you to appropriate another physique,
and human experience.
So, like...
- ... skin suits? - Yes.
- You're wearing one right now? - Yes.
That's fucked.
That's what I thought, too.
So, so, what? You, you wanna take my skin?
No. I just wanna tell you...
... anything you want to know.
Uh... Uh...
- Does it hurt? - Less every time.
- How many times? - Eighteen.
Shit.
So you are Alex.
Yes.
Well, who you runnin' from?
Uh, his name is Mr. Grey.
He looks like a man, but don't be fooled.
He is as far from human as they come.
He is some kind of monster.
Maybe even the devil himself.
He'd go out nights, looking for victims.
Seduce 'em, skin 'em.
He has infinite appetite.
Pain. Pleasure.
He's obsessed with humanity.
He picked me for an accomplice.
Guess he could tell I was in the market to shed my skin.
Eventually we acquired enough to last a lifetime.
But done never seemed to be done.
It was the girl that made me see he'd lost control.
She was only fifteen.
And he got her.
And then he became her.
I couldn't bear to see such a young life lost.
And I had been a part of it.
It had to stop.
So, what'd you do?
You killed him.
Maybe.
I thought I saw him once. After.
Yeah, maybe he can't die at all.
It's hard to know the rules
when you're playing someone inhuman.
Yeah, if he is alive, he will want his stuff back.
And he won't stop.
So, just give it back.
Never.
I was trapped.
Small town. Bad job.
Other shit, too.
But now, it's like being born again.
I can be anyone.
Feel everything.
Strike a match, and walk away.
New skin, new life.
You see?
Mm-hmm.
That is what you showed me.
But you killed all those people.
You helped him.
Sometimes,
you have to live with what you've done...
... in order to live.
Where we going?
Where you wanna go?
I wanna go to Beau's house.
No, no. Someplace new.
Gonna get a new house.
New lives.
New everything.
- New names? - Yeah.
New names, too.
What do you want yours to be?
J-I-L-L.
Okay, and your mom's name?
Her name is Isabelle.
Okay.
Isabelle.
Excuse me?
- Hi. - Hi.
Sorry. We're trying to get back on the One.
Are you from here?
No. Sorry.
We're just here seeing friends.
That's my daughter, Jill.
- We're from Denver. - I got a cousin in Denver.
Oh.
My cousin said last winter they got 18 inches of snow.
Oh.
Yeah. It snows a lot.
We like to build snowmen, Jill and me.
In our yard.
She likes to put the carrot for the nose.
- Oh, that's cute. - Sorry?
- I said that's real cute. - Yeah.
Yeah. She'll, she'll be playing out there for hours.
Mm.
I worry about her catching a cold.
'Cause...
'Cause I'm a nurse.
- Yeah. - So you see it all, I'm guessing.
I, I do.
I don't get scared of blood or nothin' like that.
I like taking care of people.
Taking...
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