BloodRayne: Deliverance (2007) - full transcript
It's a hundred years later, and the dhampir Rayne has arrived in the town of Deliverance, Montana where a group of vampire cowboys have emerged. Led by Billy the Kid, hell-bent on creating his own kingdom, he slaughters townspeople and rounds up children. He spares the life of Chicago Chronicle reporter Newton Pyles. Rayne aligns herself with Pat Garret, a member of the long-thought-dead Brimstone society, a dishonest preacher, and a lowlife named Franson, to stop Billy the Kid and show the world how the West was really won.
(slow western music)
- Finished?
- Dad, can you read us a story?
- Why don't you go pick one out?
Dad will be in in five minutes.
- Okay.
(solemn music)
- It's late in the season
for this much snow.
- That snows gonna turn to mud.
It's gonna gut down the city.
(laughter)
It'll be June before
we can start planting.
- We'll make due.
We always find a way.
(horse naying)
- Goddamn bears back.
- Be careful.
- We're gonna figure this out.
(wind swooshing)
- What was that?
- Vince?
You two stay put.
Vince?
(door shuts)
(wind swooshing)
- Hurry, get under the bed.
Get under.
(foot steps)
(springs creaking)
- Are you sad children?
Do you miss your mother
and father already?
Don't worry, you'll
join them soon enough.
- No, no, no!
Let go of me!
Help!
- Sheriff, if you and Sadie
wanna spend the night,
I got a free bed for you.
- I appreciate the offer,
but my lady, Sadie, here
prefers her own bed at night.
- Alright.
- Bid you good night.
- Easy.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Won't you go on and check
on the little ones out.
I'll finish up down here, okay?
Alright.
Goodnight.
- Evening.
- Alright Merritt.
- Night Sheriff.
- Cash in your chips
a little early,
leaving tomorrow?
- Look, Mayor, if I don't find
the wild in the west soon,
the papers gonna cut me loose.
- Yeah, Deliverance is
about the quietest town
on the frontier.
- That's an understatement.
- When that rail service
comes in next week,
there'll be a whole
lot more going on.
- I can't wait that long.
(eerie music)
(knocking)
- You better be sleeping.
What's wrong?
- We saw somebody outside.
- What?
(screaming)
- Uh!
(screaming)
- Please, don't
hurt my children.
I'll do anything.
Anything!
(talking drown out by screaming)
- That's far enough!
This here is a good town.
And I'm the law
here, young fella.
- Get your hands off me!
- Now, you let those children
go this damned instant.
You let the children go.
Now, you drop those guns.
I said drop them!
(gun shots)
(screaming and grunting)
- I am Franklin
Pope, mayor of...
My house is at your disposal.
- Excuse me sir, my
name is Newton Biles.
I'm with the Chicago Chronicle.
I write stories about the west.
- Tell me, Mr. Biles,
is telling stories
your reason to live?
- Yes.
- Then bear witness to the
greatest story ever told.
(solemn chiming)
(upbeat western music)
- Bernadette?
Vince?
(horse naying)
William!
(mysterious chiming)
You better have something
interesting to say, Mister.
- Easy now, the
youngins ain't here.
- I can see that.
Where are they?
- My guess is they're with
Billy The Kid and his gang.
Never seen em take
prisoners before though.
- That ain't the
work of no bandits.
- Billy The Kid,
he ain't no bandit.
He ain't even human.
He's some sort of creature,
creature of the night.
You mind putting that
pig sticker away?
Please.
Look.
Easy.
He's been real busy.
These folk, they kin to you?
- As close as it gets for me.
Where did he bring
those children?
- If they're alive, I'm
betting they're in Deliverance.
- Seeing how you and I
have similar interest here,
maybe you and I should
think about teaming up.
- I ride alone.
- Hey, there's gonna be an awful
lot of those blood suckers.
A woman alone won't be able
to handle it by herself.
- Your fly's open.
(horses galloping)
(slow intense music)
- Hold up there, Missy.
You discharge a single round
from your weapons in my town,
you, me, and Sadie, here
be having ourselves
a conversation.
Now, if you're a pretty
lady looking for some work,
we got ourselves some
nice business folk
who pass through here,
and the railroad
lines coming soon.
- Might wanna get
a pretty dress,
have yourself a bath,
and do your hair
up real nice like.
- You talk to Martha
over at the pig,
she'll point you in
the right direction.
- And I might even drop in
and pay you a visit myself.
- Keep an eye on her.
- With pleasure.
I think I'm going to enjoy this.
- Hey, hey, hey.
I'm telling ya I'd been
chasing that son of a bitch
for six months and there he was.
I sees him clear as day.
Hey, hey, hey, thank you.
Go on, sweet thing, go on!
Anyway, I sees him clear as day.
And I said I don't care
who thinks this cock sucker
is as dangerous as
folks say he is.
I don't care nothing
about how many men
they say he's shot.
The only thing I plum care about
is where I got my gun aimed.
Both barrels aimed
right at him I had.
Then I tells him, when
you see the devil,
you tell him Flintlock
Hogan sent ya.
(gun shot)
(laughter)
I shot that cock sucker good.
Now he closer to
the devil himself.
- Bravo!
Bravo!
(foot steps)
- Eww wee!
Only two things a
woman is good for,
making my grub and
keeping my dick warm.
(laughter)
- You say the sweetest things.
- Oh there's plenty
of sweet stuff
where that came from, Honey.
(grunting)
- Flintlock Hogan.
- You're crushing my windpipe.
- You reckon I'd give
up looking for you?
- Last time I saw you,
you interrupted a good game.
How about you let
me finish this time?
We can even deal ya in.
We don't mind taking your money.
Oh come on, baby.
What you say, huh?
Come on.
- I'll take that.
(distant chatter)
- I must have a four leaf clover
shoved right up my arse.
You all may as well fold
now and count your losses.
Otherwise, Irish Mick is
gonna send you all home
crying to your mommas.
- [Hogan] Come on, Mick,
just play your fucking cards.
- Patience is a
virtue Mr. Hogan.
Full fucking house.
(laughter)
- What you got?
- I got that beat.
Four aces.
- Jesus, look at that.
- You can add that to your list
of what a woman is good for.
- Cock sucking, cheating bitch!
- Come on!
- Ain't it like an Irishman
to bring a bottle
to a gun fight?
- I should have known this shit.
- Back down, Kentucky.
It's between me and
the little cunt.
Let's go, Rayne.
Let's settle this outside.
Let's go, Rayne!
I'm done messing around witcha.
Come on!
- [Bystander] Go get
the Sheriff pronto.
- [Hogan] That's more like it.
- Miss,
you don't know what
you're dealing with.
(growling)
- That's fair, 'cause
neither do they.
- Oh, Rayne, you know I'm
the best cock sucking shooter
god's america ever
spouted into existence.
Shit, I done killed 17
men since last I saw you.
And I ain't counting
China-men and Indians.
- What are you looking
for, some sort of prize?
- Prepare to meet
your maker, bitch.
(slow intense chiming)
(gun shots)
(wheezing and grunting)
- What the fuck?
- Bad reaction to some bullets,
and some holy water,
and some garlic.
God bless his sole.
- It's bullshit were music,
you'd be a bleeding brass band.
(gun shots)
- I have had about
enough of all this.
Re-skin those
pistols, gentlemen.
I've got this.
See this here scatter gun?
I've done killed over 30 men
with this little lady.
Now, we've got some
rules in this town.
If there's one thing
that Sadie don't like,
it's people breaking them.
The boss don't like
em much, neither.
Prepare the gallows!
We're having
ourselves a hanging.
You've got til high
midnight to make your peace
and think about what
you've done here.
(fighting)
Told you not to piss Sadie off.
- [Mayor] Perhaps you could
put in a good word for her.
- Ma'am?
Ma'am?
I'm over here.
Hi, bravo, bravo.
I'm Newton Biles.
I'm with the Chicago Chronicle.
I'm here writing stories
for the east coast,
true tales of the new frontier
straight from the line.
The tales of blood.
I was just wondering if
I could interview you,
you know, for the
folks back at home.
- Who's the boss holed up
at the end of the street?
- The fellow sent me to
find out who you are.
I had no choice.
- Billy The Kid?
He got any kids with him?
What's he up to?
- Ma'am I really
couldn't tell you.
- Can't or won't?
- He doesn't share
his plans with me.
I write what he
wants me to write,
and I do what he wants me to do.
- He's growing an army.
Why are you so interested
in him anyway, lady?
Seems to me, you got your
own problems right now.
- Got my reasons.
- Such as?
- Reasons of my own.
- Oh God.
- What are we gonna do
about this little snitch?
You won't be taking
any of this back.
- Yes, that's right.
Oh!
- You're a Brimstone.
- That mean something to you?
- Around the neck.
Names Rayne.
I'd shake your hand but...
- I understand.
I'm Moen.
- I take it you're
not here by accident.
- I'm been tracking Billy
clear from Cheyenne.
Something wasn't
quite right about him.
- How's he like his gun fighter?
- Truth be told, he's
not much of a hand
with a gun.
He don't need to be.
He can take bullets like
a boxer takes punches.
- Are you saying
he heals himself?
- It's the damnedest thing.
He don't even need to feed
on blood to heal himself.
He must be one old vampire,
strongest I've ever seen.
He's smart, too.
He's got leadership abilities.
Hell, I admire the
son of a bitch.
Let's see if we can get
more comfortable here.
I'll get these.
Let me see your glasses.
- Be careful, I
just bought those!
- What's this about
building up an army?
- I saw that he was coming
in, attacking the homesteads,
collecting new
recruits out of men
unless they put up
too much of a fight.
Left the women and kids dead.
- How many men'd he turn?
- I figure he's got 30
vampire cowboys, I reckon.
- Um, excuse me, turn them?
- If a vampire bites a man,
he'll turn into
a vampire himself
unless they rip his
throat out in the process.
Wasn't until they
took over this town,
that we saw what he was doing.
Do you mind?
You're in my light.
- Who's we?
- Me and my partner.
He was a brimstone.
He rode off to get some others,
his head come back
in a mail bag.
I don't know how they knew.
They got me on account
of being his partner.
- You ever figure out
what they were up to?
- The railroad's coming
to town next week, right?
- Of course!
As soon as the rail service
comes to this outpost,
hundreds of people
will be coming in.
- And going out vampires.
I figure start here
and build his army,
and then he'll go out west,
growing stronger as he goes.
- Until the rail service begins,
he needs to keep
things looking normal
so that's why he took
all those kids hostage.
- That's so they'll have
something to feed on
while they wait.
- Hey.
They're almost finished
setting up the gallows.
- It looks like it's the
end of the line for us.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
aren't you gonna put up a fight?
- What do you propose
we do, newspaper man?
You gonna help us?
- I'm flattered, but
I'm more of an observer.
- A man who hangs in the
shadows and does nothing
is the worst kind of man.
Isn't that right, Rayne?
- Enough, both of you!
If we're gonna do something,
we gotta do it now.
- What do you want me to do?
- You got any weapons?
- I got your swords.
These drunk cowboys
traded them to me
for a bottle of whiskey.
- I'm an objective party.
- You're Billy's lap dog.
- Folks out there are
scared to do anything.
From what I can see,
you're our last hope.
- It's showtime!
- Oh shit.
- Unlock em.
- What are you doing here, Bob?
- I came to see if they
wanted anything special
for their burial.
- We're gonna be dumping
them in the marsh
if that addresses
any of your concerns.
- Open it.
Come on, come on, let's go.
We are gonna test the
gallows with you, my friend.
So that you can be an example
to the town's
folk, sweet cheeks.
(sobbing)
- Eenie, meanie, mini,
moe.
Come.
(screaming)
Watch.
Shhhh.
Hush little baby
don't say a word,
man is going to buy
you a mockingbird.
And if that
mockingbird don't sing.
(screaming)
So pretty.
So pretty.
- Come on boy.
Hold still, hold still.
All right everybody, quiet!
Any last words?
- Y'all better pray
we never meet again.
- No much chance of that.
Hang 'em!
(laughter)
Go get the meanest match.
- Come on.
- Sheriff, what do
you need me here for?
- 'Cause Mr. Mayor, you
are the face of this town.
And as the face of this town,
it's only proper
that you be involved
in the handing out of justice.
Because it gives me a hard on
to see you shittin' your pants.
(intense electric music)
- Who's ready for
another hanging?
I think you should
do the honors.
Read!
- For the crime of.
- Speak up god dammit!
Don't be shy!
- For the crime of
causing a ruckus,
assaulting officers of the law,
and murdering on file
for three counts.
- William.
- Get on with it,
let's hand the bitch!
- I declare you should be
hung by the neck until dead.
Dead.
Dead.
- Well said, get on with this.
- Rayne!
- Is this a friend of yours?
- What the hell?
- Son of a bitch.
- Rayne!
- You will not disa...
(gunshots)
- Very brave bartender.
- What do you want?
- Your life.
(gunshot)
Come.
- [Man] She's gotta be
around here somewhere!
Come on!
- Looks like you
could use a friend.
Come on, just take a
little bit, little bit.
There you go.
You sure don't make
friends easy, do you?
I saw you kill three of
those suckers last night.
Not bad for a nights work.
- Still a ways to go.
- Yeah, well you're not
going anywhere today
or tonight or next
week for that matter.
- It's too long.
- Woman you're lucky
to be breathing.
You got hit a couple times
when you were in the water.
- My blood.
- Yeah, you lost a lot.
- No, I need blood.
- What?
- Blood will help me heal.
- You're a vampire?
What kind of vampire can
walk around in daylight
and cross through water?
- Don't fear.
- I didn't know such
a thing was possible.
So what does that
mean, you're mom?
- Raped.
By a vampire.
Animal blood works, but
human blood is better.
- How much do you need?
- As much.
- There you go, there you go.
That's it, that's it.
Enough, enough, enough.
God damn woman.
- You could have
put it in a cup.
- Yeah, maybe next time
we'll put it in a cup.
(horses galloping)
Rayne, I picked these
up in Deliverance.
- [Rayne] Thanks.
- Try to hang on
to 'em next time.
Well that looks a lot better.
You know, I think we're
gonna need some help.
A couple extra guns would
be pretty handy you know?
- Yeah, you got any in mind?
- Yep, I do.
Come on, Joe, this way.
Back it up.
That a boy.
(soft western music)
- Let me guess, God?
- Not exactly.
- [Rayne] Friend of yours?
- Not yet.
- Your soul seems to
shake by his goodness.
Or you will end up in the
burning fires of hell.
Oh, I hear those voices.
Those sickly, perverted voices.
Their whispers and mock.
But those are the
flapping, wagging curse.
Let fear grip you,
let it grip you
by your intestines and pull you
kicking and screaming
to the light
for fear is the way of
the lord, our savior.
Fear is what will keep the
darkness from your door.
The darkness that
tempts and seeks
to lure the righteous from
the pathway to paradise.
Paradise be not the sweet nectar
found in the bottom of a bottle.
Paradise be not the
moist swollen lips
between a virgin's thighs.
No!
Paradise be the opening
of your filthy hearts
and your simple
minds to the glory
of our lord and savior.
Repent, I tell thee!
Repent your filthy heathen ways
or condemn yourself to
damnation and sodomy
in the cruel fires of hell.
Now I bring you
salvation, right there.
And I bring you
forgiveness, right there.
Yes, together there is
still time for that.
You should know,
that forgiveness
does not come cheap.
That's right.
That's right, that's right!
Donate all that you have to god
and his glorious
heavenly kingdom.
It is the only way to be sure
of your space in paradise
when the end is upon you.
Thank you very much,
pass it around.
Now there you go, see.
Was it so hard to repent?
(whistling)
(clapping)
- I don't know whether
to laugh or cry.
The way I see it you
got three options.
One, we put them
wanted posters up
and let the town's folk
fit you with the rope.
Or two, we spare
them the trouble
and hang you ourselves.
Or three, you join
us in our good works
and redeem yourself.
What will it be?
- Well what kind of good
work we talking about there,
my lady?
- Riding the world of all
the heathen vampire scum.
- Hell, why didn't
you just say so?
No one's gonna hand a fellow
for taking money, right?
Yeah.
I got time to get my hat?
All right, let's go.
- That was easy.
- Thank you, Jesus.
(upbeat music)
- You boys better wait out here.
We don't wanna get
our men over excited
about all the company.
- I think he's gonna be
excited enough to see you.
- Rayne, you watch
yourself in there.
This is a hard character
you're dealing with.
- Now why else would I wanna
be soliciting his company?
- Where the hell you going?
- I'm going inside, you coming?
- Na, I don't have any money.
- Here, my treat.
- Thank you, Jesus.
- [Man] Hurry up
with that whiskey,
would you woman?
Get in here!
Whiskey!
- Is there friends outside?
- Yeah, I think so.
- In the name of the lord
I'm here to exercise my demons.
Yeah, come on, I'll
let you touch my bible.
- Now howdy.
- Wow, you one of
Hannah's girls?
- Maybe.
(laughter)
- Look at you!
I don't know where to start,
the top or the bottom.
Lord.
I'm gonna give you
the ride of your life.
Oh!
You're one of those, are you?
Well, all right!
I'm one of those too.
- I bet you are.
- I can't move.
- That's the point.
- Ha ha, that's good.
- Now, I have a
proposition for you.
Listen close, you
don't wanna blow this.
- Did I kill one of your friends
or one of your kin?
- Neither.
We want you to kill for us.
- Who?
- More like what.
- What?
- Vampires.
You with us?
(laughter)
- Yeah!
Are you still gonna fuck me?
- [Woman] Oh preacher!
- [Preacher] Hallelujah.
(upbeat western music)
- Got something here,
gonna be real helpful.
- An offering.
- No, no.
Silver bullets
rubbed with garlic.
Tools of my trade.
- [Preacher] Nice.
- A man after my own heart.
- Preacher, we need a blessing.
- Well shit, yeah,
I'd be honored.
Dear Lord in heaven,
we're gathered here on this eve,
with our souls laid bear.
We ask you God, give us mercy
when the time for
sacrifice falls upon us.
- They've roamed the earth
for thousands of years,
feeding on a meek,
then impoverished.
They've forsaken God,
and God has forsaken
their victims.
For the people of Deliverance,
mothers, fathers,
daughters, sons,
it is for them that we do this.
In dark, bonded,
as brothers are we.
By this we solemnly swear,
for there are none
but us who care.
As one we stand together,
we fight together,
and we die together.
- Thanks.
- Franklin, please.
There must be
something we can do.
My children are out there.
- Martha, the
devil leaves haste.
It is my belief that
Billy is simply using
our children in
order to patrol us.
Were any harm to befall them,
he would not have the same
leverage over our decisions.
He's gonna wait til the
railroad comes through
and take as many
lives as he can,
he's blood lust.
However, if someone
were to tell him
that the railroad is
no longer traveling
through our fair
village, he would leave.
Now if God saves my soul,
I would tell him that lie.
I will party with
him, I am confident
he will prevail.
- We just sit here?
- Until the time is right.
- It's a bad idea.
(horses trotting)
(mysterious music)
- Look, she's back.
And she's brought help.
(clock chiming)
- Billy The Kid!
The brimstone is
calling you out!
- And the burning fires of
hell reign down upon them.
(gunshot)
(laughter)
- Come on out you coward!
(gunshots)
(grunting)
(gunshots)
- So hey, how come
they call you slim bag?
- They call me slim bag?
- Yeah, let's go.
What, you gonna go in there?
- I'm going out there.
- Martha, I do
believe Mary and Sally
are better off with
a mother who's alive
not six feet under.
(sobbing)
(shrieking)
(grunting)
(laughter)
- No, no.
- You seem to have
your hands full.
- I think we should
go out there.
We should go out.
What's a matter with you people?
You're a bunch of cowards!
Those men are out there.
They're putting their lives
on the line for you people.
For you, and your children,
and all you can do
is just stand here?
That's why Billy has
control of Deliverance,
because this town is
filled with a bunch of.
- Mr. Biles, you
know how to use that?
What are you waiting for?
To be slaughtered like
cattle in an abituare
so this demon spawn
can drain you?
(grunting)
- Ripened on the vine,
and ready to pluck.
- You don't want them
Billy, you want me.
Pick on somebody your own size.
(heavy solemn music)
Billy The Kid, bullying
the other little kids, huh?
- Let go, Rayne.
Release.
Then perhaps, we can
share a meal together.
Taste sweet, young blood
on your lips again.
- You don't wanna
fuck with me, Billy.
- Your children are out there.
There may not be much
future for this town,
but there's no future
at all without children.
Aaron, two boys.
Percy, got a little
girl, don't you?
Well then, with me?
(heavy western music)
- Where the fuck'd he go?
(guns cocking)
- Jesus, fuck Christ.
- Drop those gun
belts real slow like.
- You shouldn't smoke.
- You shouldn't cuss.
- You're out manned,
and out gunned,
you dirty dog bastards.
- Yeah, well let's even
up those odds then.
- Your men are dead.
This town, my country,
is almost dry.
But, in a few days
the railroad will come
opening the rest of the
country to my grasp.
I shall begin an army,
in which will spread
along these train tracks
like the blood in the
iron veins of this land,
til nothing stands
before my will.
Embrace what you are, join me,
rule at my side.
- Get your hands off of me.
(suspenseful music)
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
(laughter)
- Turn around you
yellow dog bastard!
(gunshots)
- Well Mr. Biles,
I'd like to show you the
main street of Deliverance.
- Hear me sinners,
you will be dead
before the night is done.
- You are no longer
welcome in Deliverance.
(gunshots)
(praying in foreign language)
- Oh God, did you see that?
Did you see that?
I can't do this by myself!
(shrieking)
- Preacher!
- William run!
- Come on guys.
(grunting)
- No guns, I want to feel skin.
Now, we play.
(suspenseful music)
- You're all done, preacher.
You should not have done that.
Suck lead.
(gunshots)
(grunting and screaming)
- I offered you greatness.
I offered you
history at my side.
And you threw it all
away for these animals,
these sheep!
Is this your Shepard?
Ah, my little flock.
Is this the one who has
made your pure hearts
boil with hope and good.
The taste of dispare
is so much sweeter
when torn from the cradle.
You wait while I
took your children.
(laughter)
Now you will watch
as a drain them,
weep as they die,
and curse your god
as they rise form the dead
to rip open your
throats at my command.
Now, does the slaughter begin.
- Billy!
Let's do something about
that nasty laugh of yours.
(screaming and grunting)
- Back up!
- Big speech, small guns,
you over compensating
for something?
- I'm sick of your half
breed mouth, goodbye.
(gunshots)
(wheezing and gasping)
(conquering music)
- [Martha] Mary!
- Mommy!
- Mary!
Oh Mary!
- Mom!
- Let me see, are you all right?
- Mommy, Sally didn't make it.
- I know, sweetheart.
I know.
(tranquil music)
- Damn, what a story!
What a story!
True tale of how
the west was won.
What do you think, Mr. Garrett,
it's got an entry,
it's got sequence.
- You know, I thought
you had a new job?
Sheriff isn't it?
- Yeah, I'm the Sheriff now.
- So what's next.
- Riding on to Tombstone.
Heard they got
themselves some trouble
with some vampires by the
name of the Clan Gang.
- Yeah I heard about that.
White Herb's after them.
Maybe I'll ride along.
Newton, life is like a penis.
When it's hard, you get screwed.
When it's soft,
you can't beat it.
- [Newton] I gotta
write that down.
(intense western music)
- Finished?
- Dad, can you read us a story?
- Why don't you go pick one out?
Dad will be in in five minutes.
- Okay.
(solemn music)
- It's late in the season
for this much snow.
- That snows gonna turn to mud.
It's gonna gut down the city.
(laughter)
It'll be June before
we can start planting.
- We'll make due.
We always find a way.
(horse naying)
- Goddamn bears back.
- Be careful.
- We're gonna figure this out.
(wind swooshing)
- What was that?
- Vince?
You two stay put.
Vince?
(door shuts)
(wind swooshing)
- Hurry, get under the bed.
Get under.
(foot steps)
(springs creaking)
- Are you sad children?
Do you miss your mother
and father already?
Don't worry, you'll
join them soon enough.
- No, no, no!
Let go of me!
Help!
- Sheriff, if you and Sadie
wanna spend the night,
I got a free bed for you.
- I appreciate the offer,
but my lady, Sadie, here
prefers her own bed at night.
- Alright.
- Bid you good night.
- Easy.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Won't you go on and check
on the little ones out.
I'll finish up down here, okay?
Alright.
Goodnight.
- Evening.
- Alright Merritt.
- Night Sheriff.
- Cash in your chips
a little early,
leaving tomorrow?
- Look, Mayor, if I don't find
the wild in the west soon,
the papers gonna cut me loose.
- Yeah, Deliverance is
about the quietest town
on the frontier.
- That's an understatement.
- When that rail service
comes in next week,
there'll be a whole
lot more going on.
- I can't wait that long.
(eerie music)
(knocking)
- You better be sleeping.
What's wrong?
- We saw somebody outside.
- What?
(screaming)
- Uh!
(screaming)
- Please, don't
hurt my children.
I'll do anything.
Anything!
(talking drown out by screaming)
- That's far enough!
This here is a good town.
And I'm the law
here, young fella.
- Get your hands off me!
- Now, you let those children
go this damned instant.
You let the children go.
Now, you drop those guns.
I said drop them!
(gun shots)
(screaming and grunting)
- I am Franklin
Pope, mayor of...
My house is at your disposal.
- Excuse me sir, my
name is Newton Biles.
I'm with the Chicago Chronicle.
I write stories about the west.
- Tell me, Mr. Biles,
is telling stories
your reason to live?
- Yes.
- Then bear witness to the
greatest story ever told.
(solemn chiming)
(upbeat western music)
- Bernadette?
Vince?
(horse naying)
William!
(mysterious chiming)
You better have something
interesting to say, Mister.
- Easy now, the
youngins ain't here.
- I can see that.
Where are they?
- My guess is they're with
Billy The Kid and his gang.
Never seen em take
prisoners before though.
- That ain't the
work of no bandits.
- Billy The Kid,
he ain't no bandit.
He ain't even human.
He's some sort of creature,
creature of the night.
You mind putting that
pig sticker away?
Please.
Look.
Easy.
He's been real busy.
These folk, they kin to you?
- As close as it gets for me.
Where did he bring
those children?
- If they're alive, I'm
betting they're in Deliverance.
- Seeing how you and I
have similar interest here,
maybe you and I should
think about teaming up.
- I ride alone.
- Hey, there's gonna be an awful
lot of those blood suckers.
A woman alone won't be able
to handle it by herself.
- Your fly's open.
(horses galloping)
(slow intense music)
- Hold up there, Missy.
You discharge a single round
from your weapons in my town,
you, me, and Sadie, here
be having ourselves
a conversation.
Now, if you're a pretty
lady looking for some work,
we got ourselves some
nice business folk
who pass through here,
and the railroad
lines coming soon.
- Might wanna get
a pretty dress,
have yourself a bath,
and do your hair
up real nice like.
- You talk to Martha
over at the pig,
she'll point you in
the right direction.
- And I might even drop in
and pay you a visit myself.
- Keep an eye on her.
- With pleasure.
I think I'm going to enjoy this.
- Hey, hey, hey.
I'm telling ya I'd been
chasing that son of a bitch
for six months and there he was.
I sees him clear as day.
Hey, hey, hey, thank you.
Go on, sweet thing, go on!
Anyway, I sees him clear as day.
And I said I don't care
who thinks this cock sucker
is as dangerous as
folks say he is.
I don't care nothing
about how many men
they say he's shot.
The only thing I plum care about
is where I got my gun aimed.
Both barrels aimed
right at him I had.
Then I tells him, when
you see the devil,
you tell him Flintlock
Hogan sent ya.
(gun shot)
(laughter)
I shot that cock sucker good.
Now he closer to
the devil himself.
- Bravo!
Bravo!
(foot steps)
- Eww wee!
Only two things a
woman is good for,
making my grub and
keeping my dick warm.
(laughter)
- You say the sweetest things.
- Oh there's plenty
of sweet stuff
where that came from, Honey.
(grunting)
- Flintlock Hogan.
- You're crushing my windpipe.
- You reckon I'd give
up looking for you?
- Last time I saw you,
you interrupted a good game.
How about you let
me finish this time?
We can even deal ya in.
We don't mind taking your money.
Oh come on, baby.
What you say, huh?
Come on.
- I'll take that.
(distant chatter)
- I must have a four leaf clover
shoved right up my arse.
You all may as well fold
now and count your losses.
Otherwise, Irish Mick is
gonna send you all home
crying to your mommas.
- [Hogan] Come on, Mick,
just play your fucking cards.
- Patience is a
virtue Mr. Hogan.
Full fucking house.
(laughter)
- What you got?
- I got that beat.
Four aces.
- Jesus, look at that.
- You can add that to your list
of what a woman is good for.
- Cock sucking, cheating bitch!
- Come on!
- Ain't it like an Irishman
to bring a bottle
to a gun fight?
- I should have known this shit.
- Back down, Kentucky.
It's between me and
the little cunt.
Let's go, Rayne.
Let's settle this outside.
Let's go, Rayne!
I'm done messing around witcha.
Come on!
- [Bystander] Go get
the Sheriff pronto.
- [Hogan] That's more like it.
- Miss,
you don't know what
you're dealing with.
(growling)
- That's fair, 'cause
neither do they.
- Oh, Rayne, you know I'm
the best cock sucking shooter
god's america ever
spouted into existence.
Shit, I done killed 17
men since last I saw you.
And I ain't counting
China-men and Indians.
- What are you looking
for, some sort of prize?
- Prepare to meet
your maker, bitch.
(slow intense chiming)
(gun shots)
(wheezing and grunting)
- What the fuck?
- Bad reaction to some bullets,
and some holy water,
and some garlic.
God bless his sole.
- It's bullshit were music,
you'd be a bleeding brass band.
(gun shots)
- I have had about
enough of all this.
Re-skin those
pistols, gentlemen.
I've got this.
See this here scatter gun?
I've done killed over 30 men
with this little lady.
Now, we've got some
rules in this town.
If there's one thing
that Sadie don't like,
it's people breaking them.
The boss don't like
em much, neither.
Prepare the gallows!
We're having
ourselves a hanging.
You've got til high
midnight to make your peace
and think about what
you've done here.
(fighting)
Told you not to piss Sadie off.
- [Mayor] Perhaps you could
put in a good word for her.
- Ma'am?
Ma'am?
I'm over here.
Hi, bravo, bravo.
I'm Newton Biles.
I'm with the Chicago Chronicle.
I'm here writing stories
for the east coast,
true tales of the new frontier
straight from the line.
The tales of blood.
I was just wondering if
I could interview you,
you know, for the
folks back at home.
- Who's the boss holed up
at the end of the street?
- The fellow sent me to
find out who you are.
I had no choice.
- Billy The Kid?
He got any kids with him?
What's he up to?
- Ma'am I really
couldn't tell you.
- Can't or won't?
- He doesn't share
his plans with me.
I write what he
wants me to write,
and I do what he wants me to do.
- He's growing an army.
Why are you so interested
in him anyway, lady?
Seems to me, you got your
own problems right now.
- Got my reasons.
- Such as?
- Reasons of my own.
- Oh God.
- What are we gonna do
about this little snitch?
You won't be taking
any of this back.
- Yes, that's right.
Oh!
- You're a Brimstone.
- That mean something to you?
- Around the neck.
Names Rayne.
I'd shake your hand but...
- I understand.
I'm Moen.
- I take it you're
not here by accident.
- I'm been tracking Billy
clear from Cheyenne.
Something wasn't
quite right about him.
- How's he like his gun fighter?
- Truth be told, he's
not much of a hand
with a gun.
He don't need to be.
He can take bullets like
a boxer takes punches.
- Are you saying
he heals himself?
- It's the damnedest thing.
He don't even need to feed
on blood to heal himself.
He must be one old vampire,
strongest I've ever seen.
He's smart, too.
He's got leadership abilities.
Hell, I admire the
son of a bitch.
Let's see if we can get
more comfortable here.
I'll get these.
Let me see your glasses.
- Be careful, I
just bought those!
- What's this about
building up an army?
- I saw that he was coming
in, attacking the homesteads,
collecting new
recruits out of men
unless they put up
too much of a fight.
Left the women and kids dead.
- How many men'd he turn?
- I figure he's got 30
vampire cowboys, I reckon.
- Um, excuse me, turn them?
- If a vampire bites a man,
he'll turn into
a vampire himself
unless they rip his
throat out in the process.
Wasn't until they
took over this town,
that we saw what he was doing.
Do you mind?
You're in my light.
- Who's we?
- Me and my partner.
He was a brimstone.
He rode off to get some others,
his head come back
in a mail bag.
I don't know how they knew.
They got me on account
of being his partner.
- You ever figure out
what they were up to?
- The railroad's coming
to town next week, right?
- Of course!
As soon as the rail service
comes to this outpost,
hundreds of people
will be coming in.
- And going out vampires.
I figure start here
and build his army,
and then he'll go out west,
growing stronger as he goes.
- Until the rail service begins,
he needs to keep
things looking normal
so that's why he took
all those kids hostage.
- That's so they'll have
something to feed on
while they wait.
- Hey.
They're almost finished
setting up the gallows.
- It looks like it's the
end of the line for us.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
aren't you gonna put up a fight?
- What do you propose
we do, newspaper man?
You gonna help us?
- I'm flattered, but
I'm more of an observer.
- A man who hangs in the
shadows and does nothing
is the worst kind of man.
Isn't that right, Rayne?
- Enough, both of you!
If we're gonna do something,
we gotta do it now.
- What do you want me to do?
- You got any weapons?
- I got your swords.
These drunk cowboys
traded them to me
for a bottle of whiskey.
- I'm an objective party.
- You're Billy's lap dog.
- Folks out there are
scared to do anything.
From what I can see,
you're our last hope.
- It's showtime!
- Oh shit.
- Unlock em.
- What are you doing here, Bob?
- I came to see if they
wanted anything special
for their burial.
- We're gonna be dumping
them in the marsh
if that addresses
any of your concerns.
- Open it.
Come on, come on, let's go.
We are gonna test the
gallows with you, my friend.
So that you can be an example
to the town's
folk, sweet cheeks.
(sobbing)
- Eenie, meanie, mini,
moe.
Come.
(screaming)
Watch.
Shhhh.
Hush little baby
don't say a word,
man is going to buy
you a mockingbird.
And if that
mockingbird don't sing.
(screaming)
So pretty.
So pretty.
- Come on boy.
Hold still, hold still.
All right everybody, quiet!
Any last words?
- Y'all better pray
we never meet again.
- No much chance of that.
Hang 'em!
(laughter)
Go get the meanest match.
- Come on.
- Sheriff, what do
you need me here for?
- 'Cause Mr. Mayor, you
are the face of this town.
And as the face of this town,
it's only proper
that you be involved
in the handing out of justice.
Because it gives me a hard on
to see you shittin' your pants.
(intense electric music)
- Who's ready for
another hanging?
I think you should
do the honors.
Read!
- For the crime of.
- Speak up god dammit!
Don't be shy!
- For the crime of
causing a ruckus,
assaulting officers of the law,
and murdering on file
for three counts.
- William.
- Get on with it,
let's hand the bitch!
- I declare you should be
hung by the neck until dead.
Dead.
Dead.
- Well said, get on with this.
- Rayne!
- Is this a friend of yours?
- What the hell?
- Son of a bitch.
- Rayne!
- You will not disa...
(gunshots)
- Very brave bartender.
- What do you want?
- Your life.
(gunshot)
Come.
- [Man] She's gotta be
around here somewhere!
Come on!
- Looks like you
could use a friend.
Come on, just take a
little bit, little bit.
There you go.
You sure don't make
friends easy, do you?
I saw you kill three of
those suckers last night.
Not bad for a nights work.
- Still a ways to go.
- Yeah, well you're not
going anywhere today
or tonight or next
week for that matter.
- It's too long.
- Woman you're lucky
to be breathing.
You got hit a couple times
when you were in the water.
- My blood.
- Yeah, you lost a lot.
- No, I need blood.
- What?
- Blood will help me heal.
- You're a vampire?
What kind of vampire can
walk around in daylight
and cross through water?
- Don't fear.
- I didn't know such
a thing was possible.
So what does that
mean, you're mom?
- Raped.
By a vampire.
Animal blood works, but
human blood is better.
- How much do you need?
- As much.
- There you go, there you go.
That's it, that's it.
Enough, enough, enough.
God damn woman.
- You could have
put it in a cup.
- Yeah, maybe next time
we'll put it in a cup.
(horses galloping)
Rayne, I picked these
up in Deliverance.
- [Rayne] Thanks.
- Try to hang on
to 'em next time.
Well that looks a lot better.
You know, I think we're
gonna need some help.
A couple extra guns would
be pretty handy you know?
- Yeah, you got any in mind?
- Yep, I do.
Come on, Joe, this way.
Back it up.
That a boy.
(soft western music)
- Let me guess, God?
- Not exactly.
- [Rayne] Friend of yours?
- Not yet.
- Your soul seems to
shake by his goodness.
Or you will end up in the
burning fires of hell.
Oh, I hear those voices.
Those sickly, perverted voices.
Their whispers and mock.
But those are the
flapping, wagging curse.
Let fear grip you,
let it grip you
by your intestines and pull you
kicking and screaming
to the light
for fear is the way of
the lord, our savior.
Fear is what will keep the
darkness from your door.
The darkness that
tempts and seeks
to lure the righteous from
the pathway to paradise.
Paradise be not the sweet nectar
found in the bottom of a bottle.
Paradise be not the
moist swollen lips
between a virgin's thighs.
No!
Paradise be the opening
of your filthy hearts
and your simple
minds to the glory
of our lord and savior.
Repent, I tell thee!
Repent your filthy heathen ways
or condemn yourself to
damnation and sodomy
in the cruel fires of hell.
Now I bring you
salvation, right there.
And I bring you
forgiveness, right there.
Yes, together there is
still time for that.
You should know,
that forgiveness
does not come cheap.
That's right.
That's right, that's right!
Donate all that you have to god
and his glorious
heavenly kingdom.
It is the only way to be sure
of your space in paradise
when the end is upon you.
Thank you very much,
pass it around.
Now there you go, see.
Was it so hard to repent?
(whistling)
(clapping)
- I don't know whether
to laugh or cry.
The way I see it you
got three options.
One, we put them
wanted posters up
and let the town's folk
fit you with the rope.
Or two, we spare
them the trouble
and hang you ourselves.
Or three, you join
us in our good works
and redeem yourself.
What will it be?
- Well what kind of good
work we talking about there,
my lady?
- Riding the world of all
the heathen vampire scum.
- Hell, why didn't
you just say so?
No one's gonna hand a fellow
for taking money, right?
Yeah.
I got time to get my hat?
All right, let's go.
- That was easy.
- Thank you, Jesus.
(upbeat music)
- You boys better wait out here.
We don't wanna get
our men over excited
about all the company.
- I think he's gonna be
excited enough to see you.
- Rayne, you watch
yourself in there.
This is a hard character
you're dealing with.
- Now why else would I wanna
be soliciting his company?
- Where the hell you going?
- I'm going inside, you coming?
- Na, I don't have any money.
- Here, my treat.
- Thank you, Jesus.
- [Man] Hurry up
with that whiskey,
would you woman?
Get in here!
Whiskey!
- Is there friends outside?
- Yeah, I think so.
- In the name of the lord
I'm here to exercise my demons.
Yeah, come on, I'll
let you touch my bible.
- Now howdy.
- Wow, you one of
Hannah's girls?
- Maybe.
(laughter)
- Look at you!
I don't know where to start,
the top or the bottom.
Lord.
I'm gonna give you
the ride of your life.
Oh!
You're one of those, are you?
Well, all right!
I'm one of those too.
- I bet you are.
- I can't move.
- That's the point.
- Ha ha, that's good.
- Now, I have a
proposition for you.
Listen close, you
don't wanna blow this.
- Did I kill one of your friends
or one of your kin?
- Neither.
We want you to kill for us.
- Who?
- More like what.
- What?
- Vampires.
You with us?
(laughter)
- Yeah!
Are you still gonna fuck me?
- [Woman] Oh preacher!
- [Preacher] Hallelujah.
(upbeat western music)
- Got something here,
gonna be real helpful.
- An offering.
- No, no.
Silver bullets
rubbed with garlic.
Tools of my trade.
- [Preacher] Nice.
- A man after my own heart.
- Preacher, we need a blessing.
- Well shit, yeah,
I'd be honored.
Dear Lord in heaven,
we're gathered here on this eve,
with our souls laid bear.
We ask you God, give us mercy
when the time for
sacrifice falls upon us.
- They've roamed the earth
for thousands of years,
feeding on a meek,
then impoverished.
They've forsaken God,
and God has forsaken
their victims.
For the people of Deliverance,
mothers, fathers,
daughters, sons,
it is for them that we do this.
In dark, bonded,
as brothers are we.
By this we solemnly swear,
for there are none
but us who care.
As one we stand together,
we fight together,
and we die together.
- Thanks.
- Franklin, please.
There must be
something we can do.
My children are out there.
- Martha, the
devil leaves haste.
It is my belief that
Billy is simply using
our children in
order to patrol us.
Were any harm to befall them,
he would not have the same
leverage over our decisions.
He's gonna wait til the
railroad comes through
and take as many
lives as he can,
he's blood lust.
However, if someone
were to tell him
that the railroad is
no longer traveling
through our fair
village, he would leave.
Now if God saves my soul,
I would tell him that lie.
I will party with
him, I am confident
he will prevail.
- We just sit here?
- Until the time is right.
- It's a bad idea.
(horses trotting)
(mysterious music)
- Look, she's back.
And she's brought help.
(clock chiming)
- Billy The Kid!
The brimstone is
calling you out!
- And the burning fires of
hell reign down upon them.
(gunshot)
(laughter)
- Come on out you coward!
(gunshots)
(grunting)
(gunshots)
- So hey, how come
they call you slim bag?
- They call me slim bag?
- Yeah, let's go.
What, you gonna go in there?
- I'm going out there.
- Martha, I do
believe Mary and Sally
are better off with
a mother who's alive
not six feet under.
(sobbing)
(shrieking)
(grunting)
(laughter)
- No, no.
- You seem to have
your hands full.
- I think we should
go out there.
We should go out.
What's a matter with you people?
You're a bunch of cowards!
Those men are out there.
They're putting their lives
on the line for you people.
For you, and your children,
and all you can do
is just stand here?
That's why Billy has
control of Deliverance,
because this town is
filled with a bunch of.
- Mr. Biles, you
know how to use that?
What are you waiting for?
To be slaughtered like
cattle in an abituare
so this demon spawn
can drain you?
(grunting)
- Ripened on the vine,
and ready to pluck.
- You don't want them
Billy, you want me.
Pick on somebody your own size.
(heavy solemn music)
Billy The Kid, bullying
the other little kids, huh?
- Let go, Rayne.
Release.
Then perhaps, we can
share a meal together.
Taste sweet, young blood
on your lips again.
- You don't wanna
fuck with me, Billy.
- Your children are out there.
There may not be much
future for this town,
but there's no future
at all without children.
Aaron, two boys.
Percy, got a little
girl, don't you?
Well then, with me?
(heavy western music)
- Where the fuck'd he go?
(guns cocking)
- Jesus, fuck Christ.
- Drop those gun
belts real slow like.
- You shouldn't smoke.
- You shouldn't cuss.
- You're out manned,
and out gunned,
you dirty dog bastards.
- Yeah, well let's even
up those odds then.
- Your men are dead.
This town, my country,
is almost dry.
But, in a few days
the railroad will come
opening the rest of the
country to my grasp.
I shall begin an army,
in which will spread
along these train tracks
like the blood in the
iron veins of this land,
til nothing stands
before my will.
Embrace what you are, join me,
rule at my side.
- Get your hands off of me.
(suspenseful music)
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
(laughter)
- Turn around you
yellow dog bastard!
(gunshots)
- Well Mr. Biles,
I'd like to show you the
main street of Deliverance.
- Hear me sinners,
you will be dead
before the night is done.
- You are no longer
welcome in Deliverance.
(gunshots)
(praying in foreign language)
- Oh God, did you see that?
Did you see that?
I can't do this by myself!
(shrieking)
- Preacher!
- William run!
- Come on guys.
(grunting)
- No guns, I want to feel skin.
Now, we play.
(suspenseful music)
- You're all done, preacher.
You should not have done that.
Suck lead.
(gunshots)
(grunting and screaming)
- I offered you greatness.
I offered you
history at my side.
And you threw it all
away for these animals,
these sheep!
Is this your Shepard?
Ah, my little flock.
Is this the one who has
made your pure hearts
boil with hope and good.
The taste of dispare
is so much sweeter
when torn from the cradle.
You wait while I
took your children.
(laughter)
Now you will watch
as a drain them,
weep as they die,
and curse your god
as they rise form the dead
to rip open your
throats at my command.
Now, does the slaughter begin.
- Billy!
Let's do something about
that nasty laugh of yours.
(screaming and grunting)
- Back up!
- Big speech, small guns,
you over compensating
for something?
- I'm sick of your half
breed mouth, goodbye.
(gunshots)
(wheezing and gasping)
(conquering music)
- [Martha] Mary!
- Mommy!
- Mary!
Oh Mary!
- Mom!
- Let me see, are you all right?
- Mommy, Sally didn't make it.
- I know, sweetheart.
I know.
(tranquil music)
- Damn, what a story!
What a story!
True tale of how
the west was won.
What do you think, Mr. Garrett,
it's got an entry,
it's got sequence.
- You know, I thought
you had a new job?
Sheriff isn't it?
- Yeah, I'm the Sheriff now.
- So what's next.
- Riding on to Tombstone.
Heard they got
themselves some trouble
with some vampires by the
name of the Clan Gang.
- Yeah I heard about that.
White Herb's after them.
Maybe I'll ride along.
Newton, life is like a penis.
When it's hard, you get screwed.
When it's soft,
you can't beat it.
- [Newton] I gotta
write that down.
(intense western music)