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I need you to go in this closet. Then I'll tell you everything.
- What the fuck was that? - That was 1960.
Al, why did you show this to me?
I need you to prevent the assassination of John F. Kennedy.
Never got an A plus before.
Listen, you love Harry, I love Harry. We all love Harry.
If you do something that really fucks with the Past,
the Past fucks with you.
- My son. - Sir, you shouldn't be here.
I can't do this.
We have a chance here to change people's lives.
The day that changed my life was Halloween night.
It was 1960.
I lived in Holden, Kentucky.
It was the night my father murdered my mom,
brother and my sister.
- Hey, mister. You lost? - How far is Holden?
Where you going, Harry?
Come on, Harry, don't be like that.
We love you.
Come on, Harry.
Get back here.
Where you going, Harry Fairy?
Do it, Randy. Do the thing.
- Yeah, Randy. - Oh, yeah?
All right, hold still, Harry. Open up.
Grab his pants.
Come on.
Go get it, dumbass.
Oh, there they go.
See you around, Harry Fairy.
Oh, Jesus Christ in a crutch, Harry.
I did what you said.
I went through the woods, but they knew somehow.
You're gonna have to learn how to defend yourself.
I thought Frank would have taught you that by now.
- Can I have the shorts, please? - I don't know if I'm doing you any favors
by letting you stash them here.
- I gotta get to school. - All right. Just hold your horses.
Thanks.
Bye.
- Seems like a nice kid. - Yeah.
Anything else?
Um...
Actually, I'm looking for a place to stay.
Well, Lexington's about an hour.
They got a lot of nice motels, Holiday Inn, Howard Johnson's.
Actually, maybe a place in Holden.
Nobody stays here.
The smell from the plant's enough to keep most folks from even stopping for gas.
Well, I just have a little business
that I need to do before I go back East, so, if you know of anything...
All right.
Right.
Thank you.
Uh...
You maybe could try the Prices, Edna and Arliss, over on Fulton.
They rent a room. Usually to fellas with wife problems.
They're good Christians.
Great.
I love Christians.
A writer?
Yes. I'm actually working on a book about the common man.
Have you read Let Us Now Praise Famous Men by James Agee?
Are you a Communist, Mr. Amberson?
- What? No. - Aren't most writers Communists?
- I don't know. I certainly am not. - Because we are Baptists.
So, I prefer reading The Saturday Evening Post
and Arliss is partial to Field & Stream.
Um, those are both wonderful publications.
- How long would you need the room? - I'll be leaving on the first.
Three nights.
I would have to charge you the full week rate.
- That's okay. - You understand you are in our home.
So there are certain rules. Is it necessary that I spell them out for you?
- No, I think I get it. - Well, just for my own peace of mind.
No girls or food upstairs.
- Crystal clear. - Fine.
- Three dollars. - Okay.
In advance.
"It wasn't a day, but a night.
"The night that changed my life.
"The night my father murdered my mother
"and my brother and hurt me bad.
"He hurt my sister, too, so bad she went into a coma.
"In two months, she died without waking up.
"Her name was Ellen, and I loved her very much.
"We all loved Ellen, she was only seven but she was a real Lucille Ball."
- Harry. - "She could make anybody laugh,
"even my father, if he was sober, that is.
"When he was drunk, he was always mad.
"When he was drunk."
Drunk.
- Hey. - Hey.
Day after tomorrow, you gonna have many trick-or-treaters?
Uh, a few.
Well, I might go see the sights.
Uh-huh.
Do you know if there is a, um, like a--
Sammy's Town House is what you're looking for.
Out on the Dixie Highway.
- Sammy's. Right. - Word of warning, friend.
Edna's not to be trifled with.
Got it.
Evening.
What can I get you?
Uh...
Beer on tap.
Falstaff. In a bottle.
That'll work.
Quiet night.
We're just getting started.
Oh.
- Hi. - Thirty-five.
Um...
Do you happen to know a guy named Frank Dunning?
- Who are you? - Oh, I'm Jake Amberson.
- What are you doing in Holden? - Just writing a book.
- About Frank Dunning? - No, no, no.
No, I was just told to look him up if I was ever passing through.
Did I say something wrong?
You want a table, you better get one. Plant's about to let out.
All right.
Keep the change, huh?
Come on, boys. No hard feelings, Pete.
Billy boy! Billy boy, set them up, man.
Um, hit me.
- And beer's on Dickie tonight, okay. - Uh, I'm startin' a tab.
You can't run a tab. I don't own this dump.
- Don't make me come around there, Billy. - Don't call me Billy.
- All right. Fine. I warned you. - Well, Billy.
- Don't you come around here. - Well, he's on his way around now.
- You did ask for this. - Come on, come on. Stay behind the bar.
- All right? You stay behind the bar. - Hey! Hey!
- Come on, Billy. - What are you having?
- No. - Just take it easy, man.
Don't be an asshole, Dickie. Come on.
Hey, Frank. Drink's on me. Yeah.
All right, then. Make it a double bourbon.
Don't you spare the horses.
How you doing, my man? How you doing?
- You guys good? - Yeah, good. Good.
Frank, man. Someone here says he knows you.
Who?
Jake Henderson. He's a writer.
How about a round for all my friends?
Especially our new friend over here, Jake Henderson.
Frank Dunning. Dunning Butchers.
Hi. Uh, Amberson. Jake Amberson.
Oh, hell. Did I say Henderson? Goddamn it. Bill gets everything wrong.
I'm sorry about that. This here is Calvin and Dickie.
Hi.
Pleased to meet you.
So, Bill tells me you're a writer, which means you're probably an astronaut.
No, he got that one right.
Oh, well, even a broken clock is right twice a day, huh?
- Sure. - I don't get that.
You don't... He doesn't get it.
Yeah, see, this is the kind of shit that I get to deal with here in Holden.
So maybe you could help a brother out.
Bring in a little light from the outside world.
Because I sure as hell need it.
- Yeah, I can try. - That's the spirit, Jakey.
Cheers, boys. Cheers.
Pleasure to meet you, Jake.
"How, looking thus into your eyes
"and seeing thus, how each of you
"is a creature,
"that never in all time existed before
"and which will never in all time exist again."
- Preach it, brother. - "How am I to speak of thee as tenants,
"farmers, representatives of your class,
"social integers in a criminal economy,
"or, as fathers, wives, sons, daughters, individuals,
"as my friends, and as I know thee."
You sure are full of shit.
- You're full of shit. - No. That's Agee. James Agee.
He knew what it was like to be a man. He knew what made us great.
He saw guys like you.
You know, the little guys at the bottom, struggling in the dirt.
Because that's where the real stuff of life is.
Yeah, well, maybe you wanna tell my wife that.
Yeah. Or you could tell Frank's wife that, 'cause he is the one sleeping on my couch.
Not for long.
Yeah. Frank, I know it's hard, you know.
- I'm divorced myself. - Yeah. I'm not divorced.
Yeah. Not yet.
Why don't you shut your fucking pie hole, Dickie?
I'm just saying, um,
you know, maybe, sometimes it's better to just
walk away from your problems.
I ain't got no problems.
In fact,
half of what you just said went right over my head.
But I figure, every writer needs a great chapter one. Am I right?
- Oh, yeah. A hundred percent. Yeah. - Yeah.
I'm about to give you yours. Come on.
- Where are we headed? - Oh, you'll see.
- You like Slim Whitman? - Sure.
Yeah? Not exactly your cup of tea, that it?
- Oh, it's fine. - You know, James Agee wouldn't like it.
- All right. I mean, I didn't-- - So, Bill tells me that you knew me.
How so? 'Cause I sure as shit don't know you.
Oh, no. I didn't tell him that I knew you. I just...
There's this guy in Lexington that told me if I ever pass through,
- I should look you up. - What kind of a guy?
- What was his name? - I don't remember.
What did he look like? How did he know me?
Um...
Guess he must have known you in the service.
He's short and wiry, a joker.
Oh, yeah. That had to be, uh, Woody Nelson.
- Sounds right. - Yeah.
So what's your book about, Jakey? You ever written a book before?
- Um, no, this is my first one. - So what's it about?
It's a ghost story.
- Ooh, a ghost story. - Yeah.
So, what's it gonna be called?
Halloween Town.
Halloween Town. Halloween Town.
Something like that.
- That's dumb. - You two, shut up.
You assholes think you could write a book like Jakey here?
Huh?
Oh, here we go. This is gonna be fun.
Hey, uh, what are we doing here?
Oh, we're gonna have a little fun. You like fun, don't you, Jakey?
- Sure. - Frank.
Clayton.
You boys ain't supposed to be here this time of night.
Yeah, I got a friend in from out of town.
I wanted to show him where his hamburger comes from.
I was thinking maybe you could take a little smoke break. Say, thirty minutes?
- I'll need two. - You can keep them all.
Thank you. Right this way.
So, my family's been in the meat business for three generations.
My granddaddy,
my granddaddy used to travel from farm to farm,
butchering whatever they had handy. Right there in the front yard.
Yeah, it doesn't get any fresher than that. In fact,
he's the one who taught me how to use a knife.
Come on, Jakey.
And my old man?
He worked in this goddamned building his whole life.
I tell you what, we never went hungry.
- Sounds like a good man. - Yeah. Mama loved him.
Anyway, for as long as there have been slaughterhouses,
the worst job that you could possibly have...
...was to work the hide cellar. Yeah.
It's them flies that make the fellas down here go insane.
Hadn't been no one who could last more than a month or two.
The heat and the salt are one thing, but once them flies crawl up inside their ears
- and start to live there... - You can't be serious.
Oh, yeah. Sometimes they lay eggs.
Welcome to the kill floor, Jakey.
This is where all the action happens.
- Go get one. - Get what? Cow?
You know, when my daddy worked the kill floor,
they used to call him "the Bambino." You know, like, Babe Ruth?
'Cause it only took him one swing.
When I was working down here, it was never quite that easy.
But I got in a lot of practice.
Go on. Go on! Hang in there.
Go on, now.
- Oh, here we go. - Get in there. Don't be scared. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Guys, I don't want, I don't wanna--
I say we put him in the next chute, too.
- Let's put him in there. - Shit.
Oh, this is fun, ain't it?
Go ahead, Shakespeare.
Don't they use guns for this?
- Yeah, that's how chicken shits do it. - That's true.
Special bullet melts the brain, nice and neat.
But we wanted to see if you are one of us.
You know, "Struggling in the dirt."
Go on, now.
Show us what you got, Yankee.
You're gonna like it. You'll like it.
Right between the eyes, Jakey boy.
Put him out of his misery.
Maybe it would help if you thought of that bitch ex-wife of yours.
Jesus Christ, you kidding me?
All right.
- Here we go. - Frank!
I guess some men just don't have what it takes. Do they, boys?
- Uh, hate to bother you. - I ain't got any money. So, don't waste...
Oh, no, no. This is not a sales call.
Uh, actually you're a winner.
Doris Dunning, right?
- Yeah. - Yeah? Great.
Well, I am J. Epping.
I'm with the Howard Johnson organization.
Um...
I'm here to deliver you a prize package.
- We won something? - Hush, Harry.
Sure have.
Sorry to see your son's not feeling well.
Seems like he's feeling better all of a sudden.
Well, he should feel better because it's not every day
that his family wins an all-expense paid weekend
to the Landmark for Hungry Americans, and
tickets to the Lexington Halloween festival are included.
Halloween's only a day away.
- What's the catch? - No catch.
We just ask that you fill out our survey. Be as detailed as possible.
- We know we can always be improving. - They got twenty-eight ice cream flavors.
Mom, I've seen it on T.V.
We sure do, kiddo.
Um, I just don't know what we did to deserve this.
Sometimes fate just steps in and deals you a good hand.
I like the sound of that.
So how many will be joining you?
- Myself and three kids. - One adult, three children?
- No other adults? - Uh, no, just me.
Great.
And I hear that there is a costume contest in the lobby,
- if you're interested. - I'm gonna be Buffalo Bob.
That sounds swell. Now enjoy your visit.
And don't worry, things are about to get a whole lot better, Harry.
And the Nixon campaign reaching an interesting point
when Time magazine asked President Eisenhower for an example of a major idea
of Nixon's that he had adopted as part of a decision-making process.
The President's response was...
If you give me a week, I might think of one. I don't remember.
At the same press conference, President Eisenhower said...
Mrs. Price. Thank you for this food. It's great.
I'm glad you like it.
I got the recipe right off the can.
Arliss, what do you think?
Tastes like cream of mushroom soup.
The paprika is supposed to give it that Hungarian flavor.
That's the Hungarian part of the goulash.
Soup.
He's a picky eater.
President Eisenhower could not remain. But supporters will remain.
Oh, Ike. I'd vote for Ike again if he ran.
Arliss served under him in WW II.
Everybody served under him, Edna. It's no big deal.
It was a big deal.
- Arliss got the Bronze Star for bravery. - Wow.
That's what I said. I wanted to frame it
and put it up in the house, but he won't let me.
You serve?
Uh, yeah.
Korea. Two tours.
That right? What unit?
MASH, four-o-seven-seventh.
Hmm.
A little coffee?
- Yes. - All right.
- Yes. - Thank you.
Then we both know the truth.
What's that?
There ain't no such thing as a war hero.
Oh, right.
Well, you know, sometimes
people have to do terrible things in order to make the world a better place.
That's a kind of heroism, right?
You wanna hear about the Bronze Star?
Sure.
It was in Sicily,
part of that whole mess.
Me and two fellas got separated from our squad,
ended up pinned down behind some rocks.
Nazis were handing us our asses.
My pal, Fuzzy Bracowicz,
took a shot in the head, just above the right eye.
Part of his scalp went down my shirt.
I tried everything I could. I...
I couldn't get it out.
Other fella, Ernie Calvert, he...
He twisted his ankle when we took cover, so he was...
He was completely useless.
When it got dark, they let up for some reason.
So I hauled Ernie onto my back and made a run for it.
Ended up down at the river. It seemed like...
It seemed like we were in the clear.
That's when I saw him.
German kid.
Couldn't have been more than 17.
Asleep on the bank.
Wandered away from his unit? I don't know.
I could have just gone on.
Left him there.
But I kept thinking maybe he's the one who pulled the trigger on Fuzzy.
After the fact you always tell yourself there was a good reason.
Anyway I put Ernie down, went over and dragged the kid to the water's edge.
He was so sleepy.
He didn't even wake up,
till I put his head under the water.
Then his eyes opened.
Strange, though he...
He didn't struggle at all.
Just looked up,
looked up through the mud and the silt,
his face the color of a fish's belly.
And he opened his mouth and
said something just before he died.
In German, I...
I don't know what. I don't speak Kraut.
After a while,
I pushed him out into the river, let the current take him.
I picked up Ernie and headed off into the woods.
Hour later, we found the rest of the division.
Next morning CO comes into my tent, tells me he's gonna put me up for the...
Put me up for the Bronze Star.
The last thing you can say about killing a man
is that it's brave.
I'll get it.
Edna.
What a delight it is to see you.
Mr. Dunning.
Yeah, I'm looking for a buddy of mine, who said he was staying here?
Mr. Amberson didn't inform me that he was expecting guests.
Yeah, well, I just figured I'd drop in.
You know? It's the kind of guy I am.
And which kind is that?
It's all right, Mrs. Price.
Jakey!
How're you doing, buddy?
Yeah, I feel like maybe we got off on the wrong foot last night.
- I'm fine. - No. No, no,
I'd like to make it up to you.
Come on, pal.
Come on, it'll be fun.
Okay.
All right.
Edna, always a pleasure.
You men think I don't know what's going on. But I know.
Don't you go spitting that out.
I made it fresh this morning.
I hope you cleaned the bathtub out beforehand.
That's what I like about you, Jake, you're a funny guy.
Sense of humor's important, don't you think?
I do.
We're not all rubes down here, you know.
Some of us have good qualities, values.
I never thought otherwise.
- It's good to hear. Hey, you like steak? - Yeah.
Then I got something for you.
My pride and joy.
Best goddamn butcher shop in the county.
Finally worked my way out of the slaughterhouse with this baby.
Never looked back.
Nice.
Yeah. Yep.
You know what I like most about it?
What?
It's my place, my rules.
It's rules that hold the universe together, am I right?
- I guess. - Yeah.
Yeah, so you understand how this world works.
When rules are broken, there's a price, right?
Without that, everything else just falls apart.
- Yeah. Sure. - Yeah.
A price must be paid to set things right.
All right, come on out, now.
Come on!
- Frank. - Come on, don't be shy.
Come on, come on.
Frank, please.
Show him.
No. No, look, Frank.
Frank, this is... It's not what you think.
No?
Because it looks to me like you're trying to fuck my wife.
Okay. It's what I was doing.
But she didn't know anything about it, okay?
She had nothing to do with this--
Frank, please.
Grand prize winner.
So take it from me,
she ain't worth it. Now, get up.
Okay, okay.
Now, if I were you I'd get in that faggot yellow car of yours,
drive away from this town and don't ever look back.
Doris.
I'm...
I'm sorry.
Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! I just need a minute, just a minute.
Closed.
Look, I'll make it worth your while.
Cash, cash money, okay?
I need a gun. Just a little gun.
I'll take that gun.
That's it.
What're you planning to do with it?
Shoot cans.
That'd be an awful waste of $20.
$20...
How about two twenties?
- No. - No?
I don't think I will.
A man looking like you do,
coming around at night looking to buy a firearm.
Nothing good can come of it.
You're not gonna sell me the gun?
God.
Goddamn.
Look, I need this gun.
Hell, son!
What?
Can't you take a joke?
I'll sell you five guns. Come on.
Happy fucking Halloween, Frank Dunning.
I'm coming for you.
Al, I've got a question.
What's this thing about the Past?
It doesn't wanna be changed, like,
it pushes back, or how do you know?
You feel it.
When I first started going through the rabbit hole, I...
I saw a news story about a girl in Lisbon
who got shot and crippled
in a random hunting accident.
And I thought,
"Hell, there's no harm.
"Let me try to keep this from happening."
And every time I tried,
something would come up.
I'd get a flat tire, a fender bender,
or a little tree in the road.
Lost count of the times I tried.
Um...
I know it sounds strange, like,
mysticism or some horseshit.
But things would happen.
They were both random and,
well, not random at all. Violent.
And you're sure? I mean, don't you think we see what we wanna see?
Listen,
I didn't have cancer before I went in.
You're telling me that the Past gave you cancer?
All I can tell you
is I got a full checkup the month before my last trip.
And nothing was wrong with me.
The Past.
You think a little food poisoning,
a little flu is gonna stop me?
You coming for me?
Not today.
Okay. Uh...
Right.
All right, hey, do you have any... Do you have Gatorade?
Gate or-- I'm sorry, what was it?
No. Forget it. Forget it. Forget it. Just, just--
This'll be fine. This'll be fine.
You're feeling a little under the weather?
Uh, yes, sir. Yes, I am.
Well, I suggest a diet of white foods.
- What? - Bananas, breads, rice.
Okay, I suggest we just hurry this up,
or I'm gonna have to put these on right here, right now.
- Please. Thank you. Please, thank you. - All right then, come on.
Thank you.
Anyway, he came in the door,
and I was in my bedroom,
and then
I heard my mother say,
"Get out of here with that thing,
"you're not supposed to be here."
The next thing was she was screaming.
And then they were all screaming.
Trick-or-treat!
Hurry up, it's dark already. We gotta get started.
Hold your horses. I gotta get Ellen in her costume and then we'll go.
Why can't I just take Tugga and you all catch up?
Ellen, honey, help your brother with his costume.
Hurry up, we're leaving in five minutes.
- You can take your toy rifle... - You can take your toy rifle...
- ...if you want to, Harry. - ...if you want to, Harry.
- It's not a real gun... - It's not a real gun.
...or even shoot pretend bullets. Buffalo Bob wouldn't mind.
It was the last thing she ever said to me.
And I'm glad it was a nice thing
because she was real strict.
Let's go, baby. Halloween only comes once a year.
You ain't going nowhere.
- What're you doing? - I'm asking you the same thing.
I'm trying to help them.
What're you, Frank's watchdog?
Hardly. I hate that son-of-a-bitch.
Okay. So do I, listen, so do I.
You gotta listen to me, okay?
Frank Dunning is coming here
to kill Doris and the kids at 8:00, okay?
They're gonna die at 8:00, and I'm trying to stop him!
Did he tell you that?
No, no. It's complicated.
- Because he killed my sister. - What? What?
Frank was married to my older sister Clara.
He killed her 12 years ago and buried her body somewhere.
Her and the baby.
Nobody believes me, 'cause I was just a kid at the time,
- but I know it's true. Frank-- - I believe you. Listen to me,
he's gonna do it again.
He's gonna do it again.
Now, you wanna stop him? Okay?
You don't just walk up and kill a man.
Sometimes you do. And right now is the time.
You don't know what's gonna happen.
- I do! - How?
- I know-- - You said you knew Frank,
but I don't believe you for a minute.
How do you know anything is gonna happen to Doris?
I'm from the future, okay?
I know Harry Dunning in the future. Okay?
Well, then that's it. You're just bat-shit crazy.
Okay.
- Stay down. Down, down! - Okay.
- All right. - Stay down.
Okay, time travel man. No need for that.
If you wanna kill Frank, kill Frank.
I won't stop you.
It seems to me like maybe you got something wrong in your story.
What?
It's 8:05.
What?
Maybe I fixed it,
just my being here.
- No. - Get that thing out of here!
He went through the back door.
No! No!
The Cheyenne Show.
Starring Clint Walker as Cheyenne.
No. You're hurting me.
Harry?
Hey.
You all right?
Yeah? All right, Harry, listen to me.
You have to promise me no matter what happens,
you will not come out of there, okay?
Okay.
- Frank, get out of here! - Shh! You stay here.
Get off of me!
No! No! No!
Frank!
You shouldn't be here.
Run! Run!
Don't you run. Get back. Get back, get back here.
Harry! Harry, why don't you bring me that hammer!
Run, Harry!
Give me that fucking hammer!
Harry, give me that fuckin' hammer!
Give me that--
Give me that fucking hammer, boy!
Come here! Harry!
You give me that fucking hammer, you little--
Bill, help me!
Everything's okay.
Shh!
Don't go in the bedroom.
Everything okay in here?
Where's Doris?
Somebody thought they heard shots.
Is that real blood?
Mr. Amberson.
Mrs. Price.
You done trick-or-treating?
I just wanna leave.
Looks like I might owe the sheriff a call.
Please don't.
No matter what this looks like, I didn't do a bad thing.
God knows what's in your heart, Mr. Amberson.
He'll be the final judge.
I hope you're prepared for that.
Doris,
Tugga,
Ellen.
They're still alive.
Doris, Tugga, Ellen.
It worked.
Hey.
What the hell is this?
Get in.
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