Bodies (2016) - full transcript
Two brothers posing as paramedics kidnap their victims and harvest their organs for the black market. That is until they kidnap a woman they find impossible to kill and it turns out she has more power over them than they over her.
- Come on, baby,
let me try again.
- Stop!
- Johnny likey.
- Ow, that really fucking hurt.
What?
What?
- Your hand.
Look what you did to me!
- Oh my god.
- Just call 911!
- An upper midline incision
should be sufficient
unless the patient has
a hematologic disorder,
in which case, a left subcostal
incision should be made.
- EMS
emergency call,
there's an 80 year old man
suffering from chest pains,
1754 Poplar Lane,
please respond.
- Okay, you're in the
abdominal cavity, now what?
- I gently grasp the spleen
and displace it medially
towards the incision.
- Good.
- Then I need to clip
the suspensory ligaments.
- Yes, what do you
need to be careful of?
- All except the gastrosplendic
ligaments are vascular.
- Right.
- So I will need to ligate them.
- Very good.
When else do they
need to be ligated?
- Shit.
Oh.
- It's okay, it's okay.
Hey, hey, hey, it's
okay, it's okay.
This is a tough one.
Now just think for a second.
- Okay.
The ligaments will be vascular
in patients with hypertension.
- Portal hypertension.
Good.
It's obvious you've
been studying.
- EMS needed
at 1322 Vista View, female,
age 25, suffering from
knife wound, please respond.
- It's only five miles from
here and no other houses around.
- Well, look at that.
This may be the
night that you get
to try out your new knowledge.
- That was fast.
- What happened?
- This fucking asshole
tried to kill me.
- I didn't try to
kill her, it was an accident.
- Whatever.
- I'll come with you!
- I do not want him
anywhere near me.
- I'm sorry, sir, you
can't ride with us, policy.
- Ha!
- Well, where are you
guys going to take her?
- We have to call the
hospital from the road
to see if there's a
trauma surgeon on call,
just in case any tendons or
ligaments have been bisected.
- Oh, great, you
hear that, asshole?
I might be crippled.
- For fuck's sake,
you crazy bitch.
It was an accident!
I'm only trying to help.
- I don't need your help.
You've done enough.
Sober up, asshole.
- Did you try and stab her?
- What?
No.
We were on the
counter and, you know,
there must have been a steak
knife there and we fell.
- Okay.
Why don't you hang tight here?
I'm sure the police will
want to have a word with you.
- What, police?
Are you fucking kidding me?
- She seems pretty upset
and those are some
serious allegations.
- Come on, man, really?
- Whatever you do,
do not leave.
- Was that your husband?
- He's an asshole.
- Okay, it's okay.
Now I'm going to ask
you a few questions.
Have you been drinking?
- Well, a few, but
it was earlier.
- Are you on any
prescription medication?
- No, just vitamins.
- Do you smoke?
- Never.
Jesus, he makes me mad.
- Okay.
You really do need to calm down.
Do you know what I like
to do when I get angry?
I like to think about
what makes me happy.
Tell me, what makes you happy?
- What?
- Where's one place
you would like to go?
If you were just to
drop out of society,
if you were just to
leave everything behind,
where would you go?
- Well, I've always wanted
to go to Costa Rica.
- Nice.
- I read about this place.
No Internet, no phones,
just bananas and nature.
- That sounds really nice.
- Yeah.
Far away from him.
- Very nice.
Now carefully lift it out.
Watch the pancreas!
Fuck, Jeffery, you forgot
to cut the larynx again!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Well fucking take care of it!
All right, then, let's
take a look at her kidneys.
- Looks good.
- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you.
Call us when you've
got something fresh.
- Will do.
- I've updated all
of her social media.
She decided to give it all
up and move to Costa Rica.
- Did you mention to her friends
to not bother looking for her?
- Oh.
- For fuck's sakes, Jeffery.
Do I have to fucking watch
you every goddamn minute?
- I'm sorry, Corey.
- Sorry, Corey.
Give me that fucking phone.
Get that in the mail,
and get that gurgling
bitch out of here.
I'm going to take a nap.
- Sure, I'm sorry.
- Would you stop
saying you're sorry?
Just don't fuck up anymore.
- Okay, I'm sorry.
- It's been a great week.
Listen.
I know I ride you a
little hard sometimes,
but it's just because I
want you to push yourself.
Come on, the last surgery
was nearly flawless.
You've got to admit
you're getting better.
You're my brother.
I'll always be here for you
no matter how mad you make me.
It's going to be okay,
it's going to be okay.
Okay.
- I know!
So after the whole
dinner fiasco,
I was still giving him
the benefit of the doubt,
so we went for drinks.
- You're way too nice.
- Agreed.
I would have been out of
there before the salads.
- Well anyways, we're
sitting there at the Metro
and I start asking
him about his classes.
He starts to fumble
so I press him.
Turns out he's not
even in med school.
He lied to me, he lied!
- You're kidding me.
- No, he's in business
school, I mean, business!
- Oh, Cindy, are you okay?
- Yeah.
- What did you do?
- I don't know.
- Let me see.
- Ow!
- Yeah, I think it's
worse than you think.
- Dammit.
- We're only two hours in.
- It's about four
miles back to the car.
- Yeah, I don't think I'm
going to make it that far.
- There is another trail
head about three-quarters
of a mile up, we could go there,
call an ambulance, and
wait for them there.
- I don't know.
- I think it's our only option.
- Well, take your pack
off, leave it here,
and we'll get it
on the way back.
- Okay.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- What seems to be the problem?
- Bad sprain, I think.
- May I?
- Of course.
- Sorry.
It feels like an
inversion sprain.
- Yeah, I'm thinking it's
the anterior inferior
tibial fibular ligament.
- You know your anatomy.
- We're pre-med students.
- Well, let's get you
back to the hospital
and get that X-rayed.
- Can my friends come with us?
- I'm sorry, no one else
is allowed to ride
in the ambulance.
- Come on, you can bend
the rules just this once.
- We could lose our
jobs, sorry, ladies.
- It's okay, we'll
walk back to the car.
- I'm sorry, guys.
- Quit saying you're sorry.
We'll be fine.
- Okay,
kids, here we go.
- All right, I'm going
to give you some oxygen.
- Jeffery, I like that name.
- So where were you all hiking?
- Up to Eagle Point.
- Oh, it's beautiful up there.
- Mm-hmm.
- Jesus.
It's uncanny.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
God.
Why is this so hard?
Fuck!
- We can wait.
We're both tired.
- Yeah.
Yeah, we're tired.
You coming, pervert?
- Of course.
- Unbelievable.
- Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Where am I?
Is anybody out there, hello?
Can you hear me?
What happened?
Are you up there?
Where am I?
Are you listening to me?
Can you hear me?
Will you please come
here and open this door?
I need!
No.
- Good morning.
How are you feeling
this morning?
- How long have I been here?
- Only two days.
I brought you some food.
- Who the fuck are you and
what are you doing with me?
No!
No, no!
- That was stupid!
All right.
No food for you until
you learn to play nice.
- What are you, some
pathetic classic rapist
who has to kidnap
women to get laid,
or some sick fuck that has
too much time on his hands?
Oh, do I get a response?
What's the matter there,
droopy, cat got your erection?
You deranged jackass.
You come in here to
have your way with me
and then you leave rejected?
Pathetic.
Let me tell you
something, dickless.
Being held captive
in whatever this is
ain't exactly a turn on.
- You just wait.
- What the fuck are you doing?
- I was just--
- Going to rape me too?
Boy, you two are
really something.
- No, it's not like that.
You're bleeding, I
was cleaning you--
- Cleaning me?
- I was!
I brought you some food.
- Well, thanks, honey.
It looks delicious.
- I'm sorry.
- What are you doing?
- I'm cleaning.
- Get the hell out!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Get out!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Well, you look better.
Want to make sure your ankle
injury doesn't get infected.
- It's fine.
- Well, why don't you let
me be the judge of that?
May I see it?
Listen, sweetheart.
I can give a fuck,
but my brother there
seems to care a little
bit more for you
than most people
who see this room,
and I care for him,
so in the interest of
good family relations,
let me see your goddamn ankle.
Please.
- No, no!
- May I examine you now?
Okay, then.
Any increase in pain?
- No.
- Arthritis, HIV?
- It's a little
late for that, isn't it?
- It increases the
risk for infection.
Remember?
- No.
- It doesn't seem to be broken
so I doubt there'd
be any infection.
Good!
Now can you walk on it?
- I'm not sure.
- How about you give it a try?
Wow.
It's almost as good as new.
But just in case.
Turn over on your side.
Please.
You'll be running
again in no time.
We can't have that, can we?
- No, no!
- Stop it, stop kicking,
You're just going
to make it worse!
Good god, you're spunky.
This is morphine.
That is one painful ankle.
Relax, stop kicking,
and you get relief.
Keep kicking, enjoy the pain.
What's it gonna be?
Lean your head back
and open your mouth.
Now I've got to set it.
- No, no!
- Like I said before,
you might want to stay
off it for a while.
Well, hello.
Did I wake you?
You're not trying very hard.
Come on, yeah, that's
it, come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
Come on, look at what
I'm doing to you.
It's a rape!
Come on!
- Did you drug me?
- Yep.
- The food?
- The drink, actually.
Why?
- Why are you doing this?
- What's that?
- Why are you doing this?
- Isn't the mystery delicious?
- You don't need to drug me.
- What?
- You don't need to drug me.
I'll do whatever you want,
just don't drug me or kill me.
- Acquiescence, interesting.
- Surrender is as
honorable as resistance,
especially if one has no choice.
- Maya Angelou?
Heady.
- Do we have a deal?
- Do you think you're in
any position to make deals?
- Do we?
- Okay.
We'll do it your way.
See you soon.
Missing her?
It's almost like
we don't have to.
- Are we gonna talk about it?
- Do we need to?
I don't know.
- I do miss her.
- Me too.
I guess this one will
just have to do for now.
Keep trying.
You'll get through to her.
Thank you.
- Having a guest putting
a kink in your crazy?
- Well, vacation
isn't a bad thing.
- Is that what I am, a vacation?
- For now.
- How long are you
planning on keeping me?
- It's unclear at this juncture.
Probably until we need
to earn some money.
- Money?
- You think we just kill people?
- I have no idea.
A man is defined
by his behavior.
- Ah, but to truly know a man,
you must walk a mile
in his moccasins.
We provide a service.
- So you sell the organs
from your victims?
- We prefer the term patient.
- You seem to be missing
the glaring contradiction.
- Oh, do tell.
- You are killing
people in the process.
- The needs of the many
outweigh the needs of the few.
- Machiavelli?
- Spock, actually.
Common mistake.
One body can bring new life
to nearly a dozen people,
bring sight, repair scarring
from horrific burns.
Those who have never experienced
a life without suffering
can have that suffering go away.
Every day, organ
donor lists have
over 120,000 people on them.
- So you're going
to help them all.
- Come now, that's
not realistic.
We're just doing our part,
and keeping jobs and work
right here in America.
- So you're patriots as well.
- We're certainly helping
boost the economy.
- Face it, you are
sadistic sociopaths
that get pleasure from
the suffering of others.
Some trauma has made you slip
from reality into psychosis
and you are completely out of
touch with who you've become.
You represent the worst the
human race has to offer.
You are not saviors nor
eradicators of human suffering.
You cause it, and then justify
it with backward logic.
Do I offend thee?
- On the contrary.
A brave man is a man who dares
to look the devil in the face
and tell him he is the devil.
- James Garfield.
- Impressive.
So what's your plan?
- Excuse me?
- Well, you seem to be in
an impossible situation,
held captive by
two men who clearly
have no concern for human life.
Your life hangs in the balance,
not knowing if the next
words out of your mouth
are going to bring a
rage that ends you.
Plus you're forced to do
what I imagine you consider
to be despicable acts
on a regular basis.
No idea where you are,
separated from your
friends, your family.
You seem way too smart,
driven, and tough
to just lay down and die.
So what's your plan?
- I'm going to turn your
brother against you.
- Good plan.
That's exactly what I would do.
- Oh, no rapey-rape today?
- Nah, all this talk
has ruined my mood.
- Why do you do these things?
- I'm sure you get
it out of Jeffery.
Patriots.
I like that.
- Oh God, I'm so sorry.
- That's okay.
I need your opinion.
- What is it?
- It's okay, you can
turn back around.
Jeffery, turn around.
This sweater, do you
like it like this,
or draped like this,
like a cape?
- Uh.
- Oh, I know.
They both look
about the same but
I actually think I
kind of like this.
- Yeah.
Better like that.
- Well, this skirt is
absolutely worthless.
- I think you look fine.
- Fine?
I hope I look a hell of
a lot better than fine.
Don't ever tell a woman
that she looks fine.
- I'm sorry.
Yeah, better than
fine, I'm sorry.
- You don't have to
say that you're sorry.
I'm just joking.
- I brought you some food.
- I see that.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay, it's okay.
Is this pudding?
- I like pudding.
- Me too.
Try some.
You missed some.
- Sorry.
- Oh!
- I'm sorry.
- Look at that, you made a mess.
Bad boy.
- You're right, it is
better without drugs.
Stop it.
What the hell are you doing?
You're fucking crazy.
- Come on.
There's no reason why
we both can't enjoy it.
- What the hell
is wrong with you?
You're crazy.
- What's wrong with me?
- You're nuts.
- You're funny.
Can I get some lunch?
- You okay?
- It smells like a
fucking toilet in there.
Will you please
get her to bathe?
- Hi.
- Hi.
I thought you might
want to wash up a bit.
- That's great.
You're so sweet.
Will you wet the
washcloth for me?
Can you get my back for me?
I can't reach it.
That feels good.
A little harder.
Get it more wet.
- What?
- The washcloth.
- Oh.
- Under my arms, please.
Oh my.
If I can do that,
I can do anything.
- That's a pretty nice spread.
- What's that?
- Well, I figured
it was about time
to get a comprehensive healthy
history of our little guest.
- Why?
- Why?
Come now, brother, we've
been doing this a while.
Besides, remember what mom
used to always tell us?
When you're a man,
don't be silly,
be always careful where
you put your willy.
- But you already--
- I got this.
Thanks, bro.
Good to see you, too.
I have a nice meal for you.
Hot food for a change.
- You did this?
- It was my brother.
He seems to have taken
quite a fancy to you.
- Really?
- While you eat, I just have
a few questions for you.
- Questions?
- Standard stuff, just
general health history.
- You mean like pre-surgery?
- I'll ask the questions.
You just enjoy your little meal.
Suit yourself.
Let's see.
Any history of
diabetes in the family?
Listen.
Like everything in here,
it can go two ways,
so why not just
answer the question
before it becomes a thing?
- No.
- Good.
How about high blood pressure?
- No.
- Do you know your blood type?
- O-negative.
- A lot of people
don't know that.
- I'm pre-med, remember?
- Oh, right.
How about any history
of mental illness?
- Not me.
- Okay, that was good.
Now this is going to
get a little personal.
I hope you don't mind.
- Any way I can
help you, doctor.
- Well, aren't you just
quite the flatterer.
Technically, I never
quite finished internship.
- What a surprise.
Murder not on the syllabus?
- Circumstances
beyond my control.
- I'm sure.
- So.
How many sexual partners
have you been with?
- 18.
- Wow.
At such a tender age?
Is that 18 counting me?
- I don't count you.
- Nice.
Okay.
Have you ever been sexually
assault, you know what,
let's skip that question.
Ever been diagnosed with any
sexually transmitted diseases?
- Lately I've had a pretty
bad case of the Coreys.
- Cute.
How about when you were
whoring around in college?
- Chlamydia twice,
ureaplasma once.
- Chlamydia twice.
- Same guy.
- Didn't learn your lesson?
- He was a great fuck.
Big fat cock.
It was worth the few
days of antibiotics.
- Aw, ain't that romantic?
How about any same
sex experiences?
- I went to college, didn't I?
- That doesn't
necessarily mean that--
- Sure it does.
We all experimented in college.
I'm sure you sucked a
cock or two, didn't you?
Some drunken night, the
hunky fraternity brother
who you were never
quite sure about,
somehow you found yourself
being put to bed by him,
undressing you, just so
that you're comfortable,
shoes, pants, shirt,
the back of his hand brushes
against it and it twitches,
it's all the
invitation he needs.
A little petting that feels
surprisingly good as your
alcohol-stewed brain lets
your lifelong curiosity flow,
his strong mouth keeps
you on the border
of pain and pleasure
until you explode in it,.
His husky grunt springs
you back to realization,
you're really with a
man, now it's your turn,
it's only polite, right?
The weight of his
body on your chest
causes you to fight for breath,
and then it's in your
mouth, your throat.
Even though it doesn't
make any sense,
it's surprisingly hard to suck
and breathe at the same time.
As he speeds up
and thrusts harder,
the alcohol begins to fade,
and the numb experience
turns into vivid reality.
Every touch, smell, taste, gag.
You are now experiencing it
all, and you try to stop him,
but his legs have
your arms pinned.
Hmm, you wonder if
that was intentional,
but the thought was
interrupted by violent thrusts
and warm ejaculate shooting
down your raw throat.
But the beast rolls off of you,
he mumbles something
about how he thought
that would never happen
but he's happy it did,
and it's your little secret.
He leaves to let you
dream about toothbrushes,
but you're too weak and
emotionally drained to get up.
The next day, you feel
surprisingly good as you joke
and wrestle with
the other brothers.
There's almost zero
tension between you
and let's call him Phil.
It never happens again,
but way back in the
recesses of your mind,
you kind of wish it had.
- Well done,
although I was never
in a fraternity.
Now tell me about yours?
- You know the two
girls I was hiking with?
- You mean Kylie and Rebecca?
- How, how do you
know their names?
- Oh, they called and
texted you, quite a lot,
very concerned about
what happened to you.
- They were?
- Oh yeah.
- What did you tell them?
- Well, we told them that
you were leaving the country
on an extended vacation,
you had some savings that
they didn't know about,
and you just needed
some time to reassess.
Eventually, they gave up.
I guess your little bi-curious
story will have to wait.
But I gotta say,
it's kind of hot.
May I?
Look at me, asking.
Stop it.
Jesus!
You really know
how to kill a mood.
- That should take care of that.
Hi there.
- Hi.
- Come here.
- What?
- Come here, I'm cold.
Oh, come here, up here.
Wow, you make all
your women beg?
Mm, you feel so good.
You're so nice to me.
- I, I like you.
- You do?
I like you too.
How come you're so sweet
and your brother
is such an asshole?
- He's had a lot of
bad things happen.
- More than you?
What happened to you two?
- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
- We had a sister.
Her name was Hope.
We were all close, growing up.
Very close.
But then she went away to school
and I guess something
happened there,
but she didn't say.
And then our parents died,
and then she came back,
and she taught us things,
everything.
We swore that we would
never leave each other,
that we would always
be each other's family.
And then Corey went to school
and started dating other women,
and it broke Hope's heart.
Our family was falling apart
and then she got sick.
She needed a heart transplant
because Corey broke her heart.
She was on a list
but no heart could be found.
And then she died.
We swore that we would never
let that happen
to another family.
- So that's what goes
on here, in this room?
- Yes.
We help people get needed organs
for their loved ones.
- It's very courageous.
- Thank you.
- So.
Why haven't you,
why haven't you--
- What?
- Why am I still?
Oh, god.
- It's got to be you.
It's got to be you.
- Yes.
Jeffery, I could
really use a bath.
Can you get me some soapy water?
- I'd be happy to.
- Wow.
- Looks like you two
finally hit it off.
- She's nice.
- She's very much like her.
Isn't she?
- Yes.
I think she might be her.
- You think?
- Yes.
She feels like her.
- She does.
She seems to like you.
- Brother, please.
- Please?
- Don't destroy her again.
- I didn't destroy anybody.
- You broke her heart!
You with your other women,
you, you killed her!
She wanted to be a family.
- I don't think you need to
worry about that this time.
- Don't, just don't.
- Okay, I won't, just relax.
- Promise.
- I don't
think I really need to.
- Promise!
- Jeffery, remember
who you're talking to.
You need to calm down.
Just because you got
some pussy doesn't mean
you can start
ordering me around.
- No, it's not like that.
- I fucked her too, I
mean, she's all right,
I've had better.
- Stop that!
- You can have her, I'm
already done with her.
- Don't!
- Just like before.
- Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Stop it, stop it, stop it,
stop it, stop it, stop it!
Stop it, stop it!
Stop it, stop it, stop it!
- Listen, I'm happy for you.
But just remember
who loves you most.
Okay, I understand.
Have fun.
- Stop!
- That was great.
- Really?
Even after Corey?
- Are you serious?
- He's had more practice.
- You're so much
better than him.
Not even close.
- Good.
- Plus you're
kinder and gentler,
all the things a
real man should be.
- Really?
- Oh yeah, definitely.
- Hope used to say that.
- Why didn't,
never mind.
- No, what?
- Why didn't you ever leave him?
- Corey?
- Yeah.
- We were going to.
- You were?
- We had talked about it.
We were in love.
- What happened?
- Because she was sick,
we were going to wait
until she got better,
but she didn't.
We never got the chance.
- Do you think--
- What?
- Well,
maybe this is your--
- Sorry to interrupt.
Time to go to work, brother.
- All
area EMS units,
we have a male, 20 years old,
suffering for
shortness of breath,
Route 52, mile marker 17.
- Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a winner.
Boy, do I have a
surprise for you.
- What the hell is that?
- The surprise, I can't have
you interfering with it.
- Mister, wake up.
Please, mister.
Please wake up.
Jeffery, Jeffery.
Corey, Corey.
Jeffery, don't.
- Now usually we leave them
unconscious for the surgeries,
but this show is
a special treat,
just for you.
- What's going on here?
Is this a hospital?
- Aw, ain't that sweet?
He don't understand.
- Let him go.
- Well, that's not
going to happen.
See, young Donald
here has some things
that others need
more than he does.
- Please, please don't do this.
- Do what?
Do what?
- Oh, it's going to happen.
Kidney city, baby!
- Jeffery,
Jeffery, don't!
- No, no!
- Don't, no!
- No, no, no, God, no!
Why don't you do something?
- Jeffery, don't!
Don't, I'm so sorry, don't!
- Wow, he has some volume!
- What is this?
- I guess you're over
your little asthma attack.
- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
- What is this?
- Please forgive me, please.
I'm so sorry, Jeffery, please.
- Please, please!
- No, I'm so sorry,
I am so sorry,
please forgive me!
I'm so sorry.
You son of a bitch!
- The situation we have with
you is far from the norm.
No one that has
ever seen this room
has lasted more
than a few minutes.
I hope you realize
how special you are.
I also want you to understand
how precarious the situation is.
Don't fuck with me.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you had to see that.
Corey gets mean sometimes.
Oh, okay.
I'll leave.
I'm sorry.
- Come here.
- He makes me do things.
- Why do you do them?
- He's all I've got.
- You're so much
better than he is.
- He's always been there for me.
- Jeffery, this is
your second chance.
- What do you mean?
- We could go.
- What?
- Jeffery, let's
get away from here.
You don't want to live
like this, do you?
- I don't.
- We could be so
much more together.
- I don't.
I can't.
- You do.
You can.
- Are you serious?
- Of course.
- Do,
do you love me?
- Of course.
I do.
- You do?
- Didn't you feel it
the first time we met?
I did.
It was like we met before,
like I knew you already.
Didn't you feel that?
- Yes, yes, I did, but
I didn't know you did.
- Well, now what?
- We have to be careful.
I'll figure out a
reason to go into town
and then I'll get
you some clothes
and I'll fill up the car,
and then we have to figure
out a way to distract Corey.
I'll think of something.
- Okay.
- I'd better go.
Corey gets a little wary
when I'm down here too long.
- Okay.
I will see you soon.
- Yes.
- Hi, brother.
How's our little guest?
Is she mad?
- No.
She's all right, I guess.
- Really?
What did she have to say?
- Nothing.
- Nothing?
- She's mad, actually.
- Well, which one is it,
is she mad or is she okay?
- She's--
- Because if she's not okay,
then we may have to, you know--
- No.
She's okay.
She's okay!
- Maybe I'd better go check.
- No!
She's sleeping, actually.
- Oh, oh.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll just trust that you
took care of her, then.
- I did.
- You like her being
here, don't you?
- Yes.
- Me too.
Reminds me of old times.
- It does?
- Oh yeah.
When we would all cook
together and eat together.
- Sure.
- Remember how she used
to love bread pudding?
- Yeah.
- Wow.
She could eat that
all night and day.
It was Hope's favorite.
- Yeah, her favorite.
- When was the last time
we had bread pudding?
- It's been a while.
- Doesn't that sound
good right now?
I think we have
everything to make it.
Oh, no.
You know what?
We don't have any raisins.
Oh, well.
- Maybe I could go
into town and get some?
- No, that's too far.
We can make it without.
- But it's much better
with raisins, I think.
- Yes, it is.
But I can go get it--
- No!
I don't mind.
- You would do that for me?
- Sure, I would.
- Boy am I lucky to
have a brother like you.
I don't know what I'd
do if you ever left me.
But you would never
leave me, would you?
- No, you're my brother.
I would never leave you.
Why would I leave you?
- You're right.
So why don't you go
get those raisins?
And I'll make you the best
bread pudding you ever had.
- Okay!
- I love you, brother,
more than anyone.
- I love you too.
- Bravo.
- What's that?
- I figured you would turn
him, but not that quickly.
- I'm sure I don't know what
you're speaking about, sir.
- Oh, come on, what was it?
- You underestimate the
power of a good lay.
- Pussy power?
You've got to be kidding.
- Let's call it
a vagina victory.
- A rose by any other name.
- Classy.
- Well, I think you
underestimate family loyalty.
- Whatever do you mean?
- Oh.
I know I challenged you
but did you really think
I would ever let it happen?
- We had a deal.
- Deal?
My syphilis gone to your brain?
We never had a deal.
This is my life
we're talking about.
My life!
And you are screwing with it.
- And what about mine?
- Good god.
All this time you've been here
and you still don't get it.
I don't give a shit about
your life or anyone else's.
I thought that
was crystal clear.
All that do-gooder, we're
helping people bullshit
is for Jeffery's benefit,
to keep him in line.
We bring people here, kill them,
and make huge money.
And I enjoy it.
What aren't you getting?
Sure, you're a bit warmer
than the women I usually fuck
but still nothing more
than a sperm dump,
and your likeness to
Hope only kept me aroused
at the beginning, but then
you had to go and ruin it
by enjoying it.
Just like Hope did.
And she turned to him,
just the way you did.
And like you two, they were
going to run off together.
Run off!
And leave me alone!
They owed me everything!
I was working my ass off in med
school to take care of them.
Just because I was banging
other chicks, really?
Those two got so fucking
needy after our parents died.
It was like have
two retards in one.
Comforting each
other all the time
with their awkward sex.
Ugh, Jesus.
I trained them both.
You'd think they'd
be better at it.
But then they made their
little plans behind my back.
But I put an end
to them, didn't I?
You really think she
died of a broken heart?
Poisoned her.
Stupid fucking idiots.
She loved that damn pudding!
Do you know how easy it is
to hide poison in raisins?
- So you killed her?
- The system killed her.
I just gave it a little nudge.
- For fuck's sake, you,
you truly are twisted.
- Twisted is as
twisted does, right?
- I don't think
that's the quote.
- Whatever.
The doctor is in the building!
- So you stopped
having sex with Hope
because she started enjoying it?
- What kind of fucked up bitch
starts to enjoy sex
with her brother?
I may be twisted
but even I have my limits.
Watching those two
together made me sick.
- So you're going
to kill me too?
- Wow.
You really thought you were
going to get a reprieve.
- No.
- And you call me crazy?
Oh, yes, oh, yes.
I'm not going to
kill you, honey,
just make you a
little less desirable
so you can't take
my Jeffery from me.
Everything's going to be okay.
Get those raisins?
- No.
No!
No, what did you do?
- She was working you.
- What, no, she wasn't.
- Oh, come on, brother.
She was using you to escape.
It had to be done.
Hey, you're ruining my work.
Jeffery, Jeffery!
- No, she loves me.
She loves me and I love her.
What did you do?
You are not doing
this again, not again!
She loves me, she loves me.
What did you do?
You are not doing
this again, not again.
We're okay, we're
okay, we're okay.
We're okay, we're okay.
It's going to be okay,
it's going to be okay.
We're okay, we're okay.
We're okay, it's okay.
Everything is okay, it's
going to go all right,
it's going to.
- Jeffery.
Jeffery.
- Sorry, I'm sorry.
- Jeffery.
- She hit me in the face.
She hit me in the face.
- Jeffery, come here.
- I'm sorry.
- Come here, come here,
come here, come here.
It's going to be okay.
- It's going to be okay.
- It's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay.
- It's going to be okay.
- Brother.
Do you know what this means?
- We've got to go.
- Yes.
Quickly, quickly,
come on, come on.
I know.
- My face hurts.
- Do you want to learn about
myocardial infarctions?
Oh, come on, say it with
me: myocardial infarction.
Infarction!
Fine, then.
- All
EMS, report of a woman,
early 20s, with a broken
leg near Lake Python.
She reports she is about
300 yards up the trail.
All units respond.
- That's only about
three miles from here.
Let's take it.
Hello, paramedics.
We're here to help.
- Over here!
- We're coming.
- I think my leg's broken,
can you take a look?
- Yes ma'am, which one?
- The right one.
- Have we met before?
- You know, I believe we have.
- Corey!
- I'm Kylie, this is Rebecca.
We're friends of Cindy's.
Enjoy your naps, bitches.
- Hey, there, you piece of shit.
- Wow, an unexpected surprise.
You miss me?
- How does it feel
being on the other side?
- Not too bad, actually,
but that might be
the sedative talking.
- Well, it's gonna get
real bad, real quick.
- Where's Jeffery?
Jeffery, Jeffery?
Cut him down.
- Not a chance.
- Cut him down!
- He's got the best
seat in the house.
- Corey?
Corey, no, no!
No!
- Shut up.
- Don't hurt him.
- We're not gonna hurt him.
Well, not physically.
We're just going
to make him watch.
- So you're going to kill me
for the things you
let us do to you?
- Let you do to me?
- I kept you alive.
- And tortured me.
- It's not going to
make any difference.
- Maybe not.
At least you'll be dead.
Eventually.
- So you and the
other Powerpuff Girls
are going to cut me up?
- Oh, we're not
going to do it all.
I imagine these fine people
have a bone to pick with you.
Pun intended.
- Listen to me, you
can't do this to him.
He won't be able to handle it.
It's too much for him.
- We'll find out.
- No, please.
Kill me.
Just don't make him watch.
- I don't want to be here.
- It was all me, he was
just doing what I asked.
- Shut up!
- Stop it, stop!
Jeffery.
Jeffery, Jeffery.
It's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay,
it's going to be okay.
Just let him go.
- That's not going to happen.
- Jeffery, just close your eyes.
- Jeffery, if you
close your eyes,
I'm going to cut your
fucking eyelids off.
Let's get started.
- Cindy.
- What the fuck does that mean?
- Let him go and I'll tell you.
- Tell me!
- Figure it out yourself!
- Tell me!
- No!
- No, no, no.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Hey there, lover boy.
- Why are you doing this?
- Are you kidding me?
- You said you loved me.
- Oh, Jeffery.
- No, no!
- Okay, okay!
It's the delivery man.
We already called him.
- What?
- He's here for a pickup.
- I'll be right back.
Don't start without me.
Can I help you?
- You got the liver,
kidney, and lungs?
- Excuse me?
- Look, sugar, I've got
140 k here for a liver,
some kidneys, and some lungs.
You got them or not?
- Can you give me
45 minutes, sugar?
let me try again.
- Stop!
- Johnny likey.
- Ow, that really fucking hurt.
What?
What?
- Your hand.
Look what you did to me!
- Oh my god.
- Just call 911!
- An upper midline incision
should be sufficient
unless the patient has
a hematologic disorder,
in which case, a left subcostal
incision should be made.
- EMS
emergency call,
there's an 80 year old man
suffering from chest pains,
1754 Poplar Lane,
please respond.
- Okay, you're in the
abdominal cavity, now what?
- I gently grasp the spleen
and displace it medially
towards the incision.
- Good.
- Then I need to clip
the suspensory ligaments.
- Yes, what do you
need to be careful of?
- All except the gastrosplendic
ligaments are vascular.
- Right.
- So I will need to ligate them.
- Very good.
When else do they
need to be ligated?
- Shit.
Oh.
- It's okay, it's okay.
Hey, hey, hey, it's
okay, it's okay.
This is a tough one.
Now just think for a second.
- Okay.
The ligaments will be vascular
in patients with hypertension.
- Portal hypertension.
Good.
It's obvious you've
been studying.
- EMS needed
at 1322 Vista View, female,
age 25, suffering from
knife wound, please respond.
- It's only five miles from
here and no other houses around.
- Well, look at that.
This may be the
night that you get
to try out your new knowledge.
- That was fast.
- What happened?
- This fucking asshole
tried to kill me.
- I didn't try to
kill her, it was an accident.
- Whatever.
- I'll come with you!
- I do not want him
anywhere near me.
- I'm sorry, sir, you
can't ride with us, policy.
- Ha!
- Well, where are you
guys going to take her?
- We have to call the
hospital from the road
to see if there's a
trauma surgeon on call,
just in case any tendons or
ligaments have been bisected.
- Oh, great, you
hear that, asshole?
I might be crippled.
- For fuck's sake,
you crazy bitch.
It was an accident!
I'm only trying to help.
- I don't need your help.
You've done enough.
Sober up, asshole.
- Did you try and stab her?
- What?
No.
We were on the
counter and, you know,
there must have been a steak
knife there and we fell.
- Okay.
Why don't you hang tight here?
I'm sure the police will
want to have a word with you.
- What, police?
Are you fucking kidding me?
- She seems pretty upset
and those are some
serious allegations.
- Come on, man, really?
- Whatever you do,
do not leave.
- Was that your husband?
- He's an asshole.
- Okay, it's okay.
Now I'm going to ask
you a few questions.
Have you been drinking?
- Well, a few, but
it was earlier.
- Are you on any
prescription medication?
- No, just vitamins.
- Do you smoke?
- Never.
Jesus, he makes me mad.
- Okay.
You really do need to calm down.
Do you know what I like
to do when I get angry?
I like to think about
what makes me happy.
Tell me, what makes you happy?
- What?
- Where's one place
you would like to go?
If you were just to
drop out of society,
if you were just to
leave everything behind,
where would you go?
- Well, I've always wanted
to go to Costa Rica.
- Nice.
- I read about this place.
No Internet, no phones,
just bananas and nature.
- That sounds really nice.
- Yeah.
Far away from him.
- Very nice.
Now carefully lift it out.
Watch the pancreas!
Fuck, Jeffery, you forgot
to cut the larynx again!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Well fucking take care of it!
All right, then, let's
take a look at her kidneys.
- Looks good.
- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you.
Call us when you've
got something fresh.
- Will do.
- I've updated all
of her social media.
She decided to give it all
up and move to Costa Rica.
- Did you mention to her friends
to not bother looking for her?
- Oh.
- For fuck's sakes, Jeffery.
Do I have to fucking watch
you every goddamn minute?
- I'm sorry, Corey.
- Sorry, Corey.
Give me that fucking phone.
Get that in the mail,
and get that gurgling
bitch out of here.
I'm going to take a nap.
- Sure, I'm sorry.
- Would you stop
saying you're sorry?
Just don't fuck up anymore.
- Okay, I'm sorry.
- It's been a great week.
Listen.
I know I ride you a
little hard sometimes,
but it's just because I
want you to push yourself.
Come on, the last surgery
was nearly flawless.
You've got to admit
you're getting better.
You're my brother.
I'll always be here for you
no matter how mad you make me.
It's going to be okay,
it's going to be okay.
Okay.
- I know!
So after the whole
dinner fiasco,
I was still giving him
the benefit of the doubt,
so we went for drinks.
- You're way too nice.
- Agreed.
I would have been out of
there before the salads.
- Well anyways, we're
sitting there at the Metro
and I start asking
him about his classes.
He starts to fumble
so I press him.
Turns out he's not
even in med school.
He lied to me, he lied!
- You're kidding me.
- No, he's in business
school, I mean, business!
- Oh, Cindy, are you okay?
- Yeah.
- What did you do?
- I don't know.
- Let me see.
- Ow!
- Yeah, I think it's
worse than you think.
- Dammit.
- We're only two hours in.
- It's about four
miles back to the car.
- Yeah, I don't think I'm
going to make it that far.
- There is another trail
head about three-quarters
of a mile up, we could go there,
call an ambulance, and
wait for them there.
- I don't know.
- I think it's our only option.
- Well, take your pack
off, leave it here,
and we'll get it
on the way back.
- Okay.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- What seems to be the problem?
- Bad sprain, I think.
- May I?
- Of course.
- Sorry.
It feels like an
inversion sprain.
- Yeah, I'm thinking it's
the anterior inferior
tibial fibular ligament.
- You know your anatomy.
- We're pre-med students.
- Well, let's get you
back to the hospital
and get that X-rayed.
- Can my friends come with us?
- I'm sorry, no one else
is allowed to ride
in the ambulance.
- Come on, you can bend
the rules just this once.
- We could lose our
jobs, sorry, ladies.
- It's okay, we'll
walk back to the car.
- I'm sorry, guys.
- Quit saying you're sorry.
We'll be fine.
- Okay,
kids, here we go.
- All right, I'm going
to give you some oxygen.
- Jeffery, I like that name.
- So where were you all hiking?
- Up to Eagle Point.
- Oh, it's beautiful up there.
- Mm-hmm.
- Jesus.
It's uncanny.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
God.
Why is this so hard?
Fuck!
- We can wait.
We're both tired.
- Yeah.
Yeah, we're tired.
You coming, pervert?
- Of course.
- Unbelievable.
- Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Where am I?
Is anybody out there, hello?
Can you hear me?
What happened?
Are you up there?
Where am I?
Are you listening to me?
Can you hear me?
Will you please come
here and open this door?
I need!
No.
- Good morning.
How are you feeling
this morning?
- How long have I been here?
- Only two days.
I brought you some food.
- Who the fuck are you and
what are you doing with me?
No!
No, no!
- That was stupid!
All right.
No food for you until
you learn to play nice.
- What are you, some
pathetic classic rapist
who has to kidnap
women to get laid,
or some sick fuck that has
too much time on his hands?
Oh, do I get a response?
What's the matter there,
droopy, cat got your erection?
You deranged jackass.
You come in here to
have your way with me
and then you leave rejected?
Pathetic.
Let me tell you
something, dickless.
Being held captive
in whatever this is
ain't exactly a turn on.
- You just wait.
- What the fuck are you doing?
- I was just--
- Going to rape me too?
Boy, you two are
really something.
- No, it's not like that.
You're bleeding, I
was cleaning you--
- Cleaning me?
- I was!
I brought you some food.
- Well, thanks, honey.
It looks delicious.
- I'm sorry.
- What are you doing?
- I'm cleaning.
- Get the hell out!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Get out!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Well, you look better.
Want to make sure your ankle
injury doesn't get infected.
- It's fine.
- Well, why don't you let
me be the judge of that?
May I see it?
Listen, sweetheart.
I can give a fuck,
but my brother there
seems to care a little
bit more for you
than most people
who see this room,
and I care for him,
so in the interest of
good family relations,
let me see your goddamn ankle.
Please.
- No, no!
- May I examine you now?
Okay, then.
Any increase in pain?
- No.
- Arthritis, HIV?
- It's a little
late for that, isn't it?
- It increases the
risk for infection.
Remember?
- No.
- It doesn't seem to be broken
so I doubt there'd
be any infection.
Good!
Now can you walk on it?
- I'm not sure.
- How about you give it a try?
Wow.
It's almost as good as new.
But just in case.
Turn over on your side.
Please.
You'll be running
again in no time.
We can't have that, can we?
- No, no!
- Stop it, stop kicking,
You're just going
to make it worse!
Good god, you're spunky.
This is morphine.
That is one painful ankle.
Relax, stop kicking,
and you get relief.
Keep kicking, enjoy the pain.
What's it gonna be?
Lean your head back
and open your mouth.
Now I've got to set it.
- No, no!
- Like I said before,
you might want to stay
off it for a while.
Well, hello.
Did I wake you?
You're not trying very hard.
Come on, yeah, that's
it, come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
Come on, look at what
I'm doing to you.
It's a rape!
Come on!
- Did you drug me?
- Yep.
- The food?
- The drink, actually.
Why?
- Why are you doing this?
- What's that?
- Why are you doing this?
- Isn't the mystery delicious?
- You don't need to drug me.
- What?
- You don't need to drug me.
I'll do whatever you want,
just don't drug me or kill me.
- Acquiescence, interesting.
- Surrender is as
honorable as resistance,
especially if one has no choice.
- Maya Angelou?
Heady.
- Do we have a deal?
- Do you think you're in
any position to make deals?
- Do we?
- Okay.
We'll do it your way.
See you soon.
Missing her?
It's almost like
we don't have to.
- Are we gonna talk about it?
- Do we need to?
I don't know.
- I do miss her.
- Me too.
I guess this one will
just have to do for now.
Keep trying.
You'll get through to her.
Thank you.
- Having a guest putting
a kink in your crazy?
- Well, vacation
isn't a bad thing.
- Is that what I am, a vacation?
- For now.
- How long are you
planning on keeping me?
- It's unclear at this juncture.
Probably until we need
to earn some money.
- Money?
- You think we just kill people?
- I have no idea.
A man is defined
by his behavior.
- Ah, but to truly know a man,
you must walk a mile
in his moccasins.
We provide a service.
- So you sell the organs
from your victims?
- We prefer the term patient.
- You seem to be missing
the glaring contradiction.
- Oh, do tell.
- You are killing
people in the process.
- The needs of the many
outweigh the needs of the few.
- Machiavelli?
- Spock, actually.
Common mistake.
One body can bring new life
to nearly a dozen people,
bring sight, repair scarring
from horrific burns.
Those who have never experienced
a life without suffering
can have that suffering go away.
Every day, organ
donor lists have
over 120,000 people on them.
- So you're going
to help them all.
- Come now, that's
not realistic.
We're just doing our part,
and keeping jobs and work
right here in America.
- So you're patriots as well.
- We're certainly helping
boost the economy.
- Face it, you are
sadistic sociopaths
that get pleasure from
the suffering of others.
Some trauma has made you slip
from reality into psychosis
and you are completely out of
touch with who you've become.
You represent the worst the
human race has to offer.
You are not saviors nor
eradicators of human suffering.
You cause it, and then justify
it with backward logic.
Do I offend thee?
- On the contrary.
A brave man is a man who dares
to look the devil in the face
and tell him he is the devil.
- James Garfield.
- Impressive.
So what's your plan?
- Excuse me?
- Well, you seem to be in
an impossible situation,
held captive by
two men who clearly
have no concern for human life.
Your life hangs in the balance,
not knowing if the next
words out of your mouth
are going to bring a
rage that ends you.
Plus you're forced to do
what I imagine you consider
to be despicable acts
on a regular basis.
No idea where you are,
separated from your
friends, your family.
You seem way too smart,
driven, and tough
to just lay down and die.
So what's your plan?
- I'm going to turn your
brother against you.
- Good plan.
That's exactly what I would do.
- Oh, no rapey-rape today?
- Nah, all this talk
has ruined my mood.
- Why do you do these things?
- I'm sure you get
it out of Jeffery.
Patriots.
I like that.
- Oh God, I'm so sorry.
- That's okay.
I need your opinion.
- What is it?
- It's okay, you can
turn back around.
Jeffery, turn around.
This sweater, do you
like it like this,
or draped like this,
like a cape?
- Uh.
- Oh, I know.
They both look
about the same but
I actually think I
kind of like this.
- Yeah.
Better like that.
- Well, this skirt is
absolutely worthless.
- I think you look fine.
- Fine?
I hope I look a hell of
a lot better than fine.
Don't ever tell a woman
that she looks fine.
- I'm sorry.
Yeah, better than
fine, I'm sorry.
- You don't have to
say that you're sorry.
I'm just joking.
- I brought you some food.
- I see that.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay, it's okay.
Is this pudding?
- I like pudding.
- Me too.
Try some.
You missed some.
- Sorry.
- Oh!
- I'm sorry.
- Look at that, you made a mess.
Bad boy.
- You're right, it is
better without drugs.
Stop it.
What the hell are you doing?
You're fucking crazy.
- Come on.
There's no reason why
we both can't enjoy it.
- What the hell
is wrong with you?
You're crazy.
- What's wrong with me?
- You're nuts.
- You're funny.
Can I get some lunch?
- You okay?
- It smells like a
fucking toilet in there.
Will you please
get her to bathe?
- Hi.
- Hi.
I thought you might
want to wash up a bit.
- That's great.
You're so sweet.
Will you wet the
washcloth for me?
Can you get my back for me?
I can't reach it.
That feels good.
A little harder.
Get it more wet.
- What?
- The washcloth.
- Oh.
- Under my arms, please.
Oh my.
If I can do that,
I can do anything.
- That's a pretty nice spread.
- What's that?
- Well, I figured
it was about time
to get a comprehensive healthy
history of our little guest.
- Why?
- Why?
Come now, brother, we've
been doing this a while.
Besides, remember what mom
used to always tell us?
When you're a man,
don't be silly,
be always careful where
you put your willy.
- But you already--
- I got this.
Thanks, bro.
Good to see you, too.
I have a nice meal for you.
Hot food for a change.
- You did this?
- It was my brother.
He seems to have taken
quite a fancy to you.
- Really?
- While you eat, I just have
a few questions for you.
- Questions?
- Standard stuff, just
general health history.
- You mean like pre-surgery?
- I'll ask the questions.
You just enjoy your little meal.
Suit yourself.
Let's see.
Any history of
diabetes in the family?
Listen.
Like everything in here,
it can go two ways,
so why not just
answer the question
before it becomes a thing?
- No.
- Good.
How about high blood pressure?
- No.
- Do you know your blood type?
- O-negative.
- A lot of people
don't know that.
- I'm pre-med, remember?
- Oh, right.
How about any history
of mental illness?
- Not me.
- Okay, that was good.
Now this is going to
get a little personal.
I hope you don't mind.
- Any way I can
help you, doctor.
- Well, aren't you just
quite the flatterer.
Technically, I never
quite finished internship.
- What a surprise.
Murder not on the syllabus?
- Circumstances
beyond my control.
- I'm sure.
- So.
How many sexual partners
have you been with?
- 18.
- Wow.
At such a tender age?
Is that 18 counting me?
- I don't count you.
- Nice.
Okay.
Have you ever been sexually
assault, you know what,
let's skip that question.
Ever been diagnosed with any
sexually transmitted diseases?
- Lately I've had a pretty
bad case of the Coreys.
- Cute.
How about when you were
whoring around in college?
- Chlamydia twice,
ureaplasma once.
- Chlamydia twice.
- Same guy.
- Didn't learn your lesson?
- He was a great fuck.
Big fat cock.
It was worth the few
days of antibiotics.
- Aw, ain't that romantic?
How about any same
sex experiences?
- I went to college, didn't I?
- That doesn't
necessarily mean that--
- Sure it does.
We all experimented in college.
I'm sure you sucked a
cock or two, didn't you?
Some drunken night, the
hunky fraternity brother
who you were never
quite sure about,
somehow you found yourself
being put to bed by him,
undressing you, just so
that you're comfortable,
shoes, pants, shirt,
the back of his hand brushes
against it and it twitches,
it's all the
invitation he needs.
A little petting that feels
surprisingly good as your
alcohol-stewed brain lets
your lifelong curiosity flow,
his strong mouth keeps
you on the border
of pain and pleasure
until you explode in it,.
His husky grunt springs
you back to realization,
you're really with a
man, now it's your turn,
it's only polite, right?
The weight of his
body on your chest
causes you to fight for breath,
and then it's in your
mouth, your throat.
Even though it doesn't
make any sense,
it's surprisingly hard to suck
and breathe at the same time.
As he speeds up
and thrusts harder,
the alcohol begins to fade,
and the numb experience
turns into vivid reality.
Every touch, smell, taste, gag.
You are now experiencing it
all, and you try to stop him,
but his legs have
your arms pinned.
Hmm, you wonder if
that was intentional,
but the thought was
interrupted by violent thrusts
and warm ejaculate shooting
down your raw throat.
But the beast rolls off of you,
he mumbles something
about how he thought
that would never happen
but he's happy it did,
and it's your little secret.
He leaves to let you
dream about toothbrushes,
but you're too weak and
emotionally drained to get up.
The next day, you feel
surprisingly good as you joke
and wrestle with
the other brothers.
There's almost zero
tension between you
and let's call him Phil.
It never happens again,
but way back in the
recesses of your mind,
you kind of wish it had.
- Well done,
although I was never
in a fraternity.
Now tell me about yours?
- You know the two
girls I was hiking with?
- You mean Kylie and Rebecca?
- How, how do you
know their names?
- Oh, they called and
texted you, quite a lot,
very concerned about
what happened to you.
- They were?
- Oh yeah.
- What did you tell them?
- Well, we told them that
you were leaving the country
on an extended vacation,
you had some savings that
they didn't know about,
and you just needed
some time to reassess.
Eventually, they gave up.
I guess your little bi-curious
story will have to wait.
But I gotta say,
it's kind of hot.
May I?
Look at me, asking.
Stop it.
Jesus!
You really know
how to kill a mood.
- That should take care of that.
Hi there.
- Hi.
- Come here.
- What?
- Come here, I'm cold.
Oh, come here, up here.
Wow, you make all
your women beg?
Mm, you feel so good.
You're so nice to me.
- I, I like you.
- You do?
I like you too.
How come you're so sweet
and your brother
is such an asshole?
- He's had a lot of
bad things happen.
- More than you?
What happened to you two?
- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
- We had a sister.
Her name was Hope.
We were all close, growing up.
Very close.
But then she went away to school
and I guess something
happened there,
but she didn't say.
And then our parents died,
and then she came back,
and she taught us things,
everything.
We swore that we would
never leave each other,
that we would always
be each other's family.
And then Corey went to school
and started dating other women,
and it broke Hope's heart.
Our family was falling apart
and then she got sick.
She needed a heart transplant
because Corey broke her heart.
She was on a list
but no heart could be found.
And then she died.
We swore that we would never
let that happen
to another family.
- So that's what goes
on here, in this room?
- Yes.
We help people get needed organs
for their loved ones.
- It's very courageous.
- Thank you.
- So.
Why haven't you,
why haven't you--
- What?
- Why am I still?
Oh, god.
- It's got to be you.
It's got to be you.
- Yes.
Jeffery, I could
really use a bath.
Can you get me some soapy water?
- I'd be happy to.
- Wow.
- Looks like you two
finally hit it off.
- She's nice.
- She's very much like her.
Isn't she?
- Yes.
I think she might be her.
- You think?
- Yes.
She feels like her.
- She does.
She seems to like you.
- Brother, please.
- Please?
- Don't destroy her again.
- I didn't destroy anybody.
- You broke her heart!
You with your other women,
you, you killed her!
She wanted to be a family.
- I don't think you need to
worry about that this time.
- Don't, just don't.
- Okay, I won't, just relax.
- Promise.
- I don't
think I really need to.
- Promise!
- Jeffery, remember
who you're talking to.
You need to calm down.
Just because you got
some pussy doesn't mean
you can start
ordering me around.
- No, it's not like that.
- I fucked her too, I
mean, she's all right,
I've had better.
- Stop that!
- You can have her, I'm
already done with her.
- Don't!
- Just like before.
- Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Stop it, stop it, stop it,
stop it, stop it, stop it!
Stop it, stop it!
Stop it, stop it, stop it!
- Listen, I'm happy for you.
But just remember
who loves you most.
Okay, I understand.
Have fun.
- Stop!
- That was great.
- Really?
Even after Corey?
- Are you serious?
- He's had more practice.
- You're so much
better than him.
Not even close.
- Good.
- Plus you're
kinder and gentler,
all the things a
real man should be.
- Really?
- Oh yeah, definitely.
- Hope used to say that.
- Why didn't,
never mind.
- No, what?
- Why didn't you ever leave him?
- Corey?
- Yeah.
- We were going to.
- You were?
- We had talked about it.
We were in love.
- What happened?
- Because she was sick,
we were going to wait
until she got better,
but she didn't.
We never got the chance.
- Do you think--
- What?
- Well,
maybe this is your--
- Sorry to interrupt.
Time to go to work, brother.
- All
area EMS units,
we have a male, 20 years old,
suffering for
shortness of breath,
Route 52, mile marker 17.
- Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a winner.
Boy, do I have a
surprise for you.
- What the hell is that?
- The surprise, I can't have
you interfering with it.
- Mister, wake up.
Please, mister.
Please wake up.
Jeffery, Jeffery.
Corey, Corey.
Jeffery, don't.
- Now usually we leave them
unconscious for the surgeries,
but this show is
a special treat,
just for you.
- What's going on here?
Is this a hospital?
- Aw, ain't that sweet?
He don't understand.
- Let him go.
- Well, that's not
going to happen.
See, young Donald
here has some things
that others need
more than he does.
- Please, please don't do this.
- Do what?
Do what?
- Oh, it's going to happen.
Kidney city, baby!
- Jeffery,
Jeffery, don't!
- No, no!
- Don't, no!
- No, no, no, God, no!
Why don't you do something?
- Jeffery, don't!
Don't, I'm so sorry, don't!
- Wow, he has some volume!
- What is this?
- I guess you're over
your little asthma attack.
- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
- What is this?
- Please forgive me, please.
I'm so sorry, Jeffery, please.
- Please, please!
- No, I'm so sorry,
I am so sorry,
please forgive me!
I'm so sorry.
You son of a bitch!
- The situation we have with
you is far from the norm.
No one that has
ever seen this room
has lasted more
than a few minutes.
I hope you realize
how special you are.
I also want you to understand
how precarious the situation is.
Don't fuck with me.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you had to see that.
Corey gets mean sometimes.
Oh, okay.
I'll leave.
I'm sorry.
- Come here.
- He makes me do things.
- Why do you do them?
- He's all I've got.
- You're so much
better than he is.
- He's always been there for me.
- Jeffery, this is
your second chance.
- What do you mean?
- We could go.
- What?
- Jeffery, let's
get away from here.
You don't want to live
like this, do you?
- I don't.
- We could be so
much more together.
- I don't.
I can't.
- You do.
You can.
- Are you serious?
- Of course.
- Do,
do you love me?
- Of course.
I do.
- You do?
- Didn't you feel it
the first time we met?
I did.
It was like we met before,
like I knew you already.
Didn't you feel that?
- Yes, yes, I did, but
I didn't know you did.
- Well, now what?
- We have to be careful.
I'll figure out a
reason to go into town
and then I'll get
you some clothes
and I'll fill up the car,
and then we have to figure
out a way to distract Corey.
I'll think of something.
- Okay.
- I'd better go.
Corey gets a little wary
when I'm down here too long.
- Okay.
I will see you soon.
- Yes.
- Hi, brother.
How's our little guest?
Is she mad?
- No.
She's all right, I guess.
- Really?
What did she have to say?
- Nothing.
- Nothing?
- She's mad, actually.
- Well, which one is it,
is she mad or is she okay?
- She's--
- Because if she's not okay,
then we may have to, you know--
- No.
She's okay.
She's okay!
- Maybe I'd better go check.
- No!
She's sleeping, actually.
- Oh, oh.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll just trust that you
took care of her, then.
- I did.
- You like her being
here, don't you?
- Yes.
- Me too.
Reminds me of old times.
- It does?
- Oh yeah.
When we would all cook
together and eat together.
- Sure.
- Remember how she used
to love bread pudding?
- Yeah.
- Wow.
She could eat that
all night and day.
It was Hope's favorite.
- Yeah, her favorite.
- When was the last time
we had bread pudding?
- It's been a while.
- Doesn't that sound
good right now?
I think we have
everything to make it.
Oh, no.
You know what?
We don't have any raisins.
Oh, well.
- Maybe I could go
into town and get some?
- No, that's too far.
We can make it without.
- But it's much better
with raisins, I think.
- Yes, it is.
But I can go get it--
- No!
I don't mind.
- You would do that for me?
- Sure, I would.
- Boy am I lucky to
have a brother like you.
I don't know what I'd
do if you ever left me.
But you would never
leave me, would you?
- No, you're my brother.
I would never leave you.
Why would I leave you?
- You're right.
So why don't you go
get those raisins?
And I'll make you the best
bread pudding you ever had.
- Okay!
- I love you, brother,
more than anyone.
- I love you too.
- Bravo.
- What's that?
- I figured you would turn
him, but not that quickly.
- I'm sure I don't know what
you're speaking about, sir.
- Oh, come on, what was it?
- You underestimate the
power of a good lay.
- Pussy power?
You've got to be kidding.
- Let's call it
a vagina victory.
- A rose by any other name.
- Classy.
- Well, I think you
underestimate family loyalty.
- Whatever do you mean?
- Oh.
I know I challenged you
but did you really think
I would ever let it happen?
- We had a deal.
- Deal?
My syphilis gone to your brain?
We never had a deal.
This is my life
we're talking about.
My life!
And you are screwing with it.
- And what about mine?
- Good god.
All this time you've been here
and you still don't get it.
I don't give a shit about
your life or anyone else's.
I thought that
was crystal clear.
All that do-gooder, we're
helping people bullshit
is for Jeffery's benefit,
to keep him in line.
We bring people here, kill them,
and make huge money.
And I enjoy it.
What aren't you getting?
Sure, you're a bit warmer
than the women I usually fuck
but still nothing more
than a sperm dump,
and your likeness to
Hope only kept me aroused
at the beginning, but then
you had to go and ruin it
by enjoying it.
Just like Hope did.
And she turned to him,
just the way you did.
And like you two, they were
going to run off together.
Run off!
And leave me alone!
They owed me everything!
I was working my ass off in med
school to take care of them.
Just because I was banging
other chicks, really?
Those two got so fucking
needy after our parents died.
It was like have
two retards in one.
Comforting each
other all the time
with their awkward sex.
Ugh, Jesus.
I trained them both.
You'd think they'd
be better at it.
But then they made their
little plans behind my back.
But I put an end
to them, didn't I?
You really think she
died of a broken heart?
Poisoned her.
Stupid fucking idiots.
She loved that damn pudding!
Do you know how easy it is
to hide poison in raisins?
- So you killed her?
- The system killed her.
I just gave it a little nudge.
- For fuck's sake, you,
you truly are twisted.
- Twisted is as
twisted does, right?
- I don't think
that's the quote.
- Whatever.
The doctor is in the building!
- So you stopped
having sex with Hope
because she started enjoying it?
- What kind of fucked up bitch
starts to enjoy sex
with her brother?
I may be twisted
but even I have my limits.
Watching those two
together made me sick.
- So you're going
to kill me too?
- Wow.
You really thought you were
going to get a reprieve.
- No.
- And you call me crazy?
Oh, yes, oh, yes.
I'm not going to
kill you, honey,
just make you a
little less desirable
so you can't take
my Jeffery from me.
Everything's going to be okay.
Get those raisins?
- No.
No!
No, what did you do?
- She was working you.
- What, no, she wasn't.
- Oh, come on, brother.
She was using you to escape.
It had to be done.
Hey, you're ruining my work.
Jeffery, Jeffery!
- No, she loves me.
She loves me and I love her.
What did you do?
You are not doing
this again, not again!
She loves me, she loves me.
What did you do?
You are not doing
this again, not again.
We're okay, we're
okay, we're okay.
We're okay, we're okay.
It's going to be okay,
it's going to be okay.
We're okay, we're okay.
We're okay, it's okay.
Everything is okay, it's
going to go all right,
it's going to.
- Jeffery.
Jeffery.
- Sorry, I'm sorry.
- Jeffery.
- She hit me in the face.
She hit me in the face.
- Jeffery, come here.
- I'm sorry.
- Come here, come here,
come here, come here.
It's going to be okay.
- It's going to be okay.
- It's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay.
- It's going to be okay.
- Brother.
Do you know what this means?
- We've got to go.
- Yes.
Quickly, quickly,
come on, come on.
I know.
- My face hurts.
- Do you want to learn about
myocardial infarctions?
Oh, come on, say it with
me: myocardial infarction.
Infarction!
Fine, then.
- All
EMS, report of a woman,
early 20s, with a broken
leg near Lake Python.
She reports she is about
300 yards up the trail.
All units respond.
- That's only about
three miles from here.
Let's take it.
Hello, paramedics.
We're here to help.
- Over here!
- We're coming.
- I think my leg's broken,
can you take a look?
- Yes ma'am, which one?
- The right one.
- Have we met before?
- You know, I believe we have.
- Corey!
- I'm Kylie, this is Rebecca.
We're friends of Cindy's.
Enjoy your naps, bitches.
- Hey, there, you piece of shit.
- Wow, an unexpected surprise.
You miss me?
- How does it feel
being on the other side?
- Not too bad, actually,
but that might be
the sedative talking.
- Well, it's gonna get
real bad, real quick.
- Where's Jeffery?
Jeffery, Jeffery?
Cut him down.
- Not a chance.
- Cut him down!
- He's got the best
seat in the house.
- Corey?
Corey, no, no!
No!
- Shut up.
- Don't hurt him.
- We're not gonna hurt him.
Well, not physically.
We're just going
to make him watch.
- So you're going to kill me
for the things you
let us do to you?
- Let you do to me?
- I kept you alive.
- And tortured me.
- It's not going to
make any difference.
- Maybe not.
At least you'll be dead.
Eventually.
- So you and the
other Powerpuff Girls
are going to cut me up?
- Oh, we're not
going to do it all.
I imagine these fine people
have a bone to pick with you.
Pun intended.
- Listen to me, you
can't do this to him.
He won't be able to handle it.
It's too much for him.
- We'll find out.
- No, please.
Kill me.
Just don't make him watch.
- I don't want to be here.
- It was all me, he was
just doing what I asked.
- Shut up!
- Stop it, stop!
Jeffery.
Jeffery, Jeffery.
It's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay,
it's going to be okay.
Just let him go.
- That's not going to happen.
- Jeffery, just close your eyes.
- Jeffery, if you
close your eyes,
I'm going to cut your
fucking eyelids off.
Let's get started.
- Cindy.
- What the fuck does that mean?
- Let him go and I'll tell you.
- Tell me!
- Figure it out yourself!
- Tell me!
- No!
- No, no, no.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Hey there, lover boy.
- Why are you doing this?
- Are you kidding me?
- You said you loved me.
- Oh, Jeffery.
- No, no!
- Okay, okay!
It's the delivery man.
We already called him.
- What?
- He's here for a pickup.
- I'll be right back.
Don't start without me.
Can I help you?
- You got the liver,
kidney, and lungs?
- Excuse me?
- Look, sugar, I've got
140 k here for a liver,
some kidneys, and some lungs.
You got them or not?
- Can you give me
45 minutes, sugar?