The East

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I have no followers.

Well, I think you

all made your point.

Really?

What do you think

we figured out?

That I'm selfish.

Maybe that's what

you figured out.

Why does self-righteousness

always go hand-in-hand...

...with resistance

movements?

I don't know.

I hear you got in

some kind of trouble.

I can handle myself.

So why come here?

I was hurt.

There was a doctor.

And now you're better.

So you should go.

You wouldn't like what

you find here anyway.

What?

I said, you wouldn't like

what you find here, anyway.

Why?

Because this is

the end of the road.

There's nowhere to hide.

And I'm not tough

enough for the truth.

No. I think you're

not soft enough for it.

No one should be by the road.

She's right.

Let's go back inside.

Not her.

Who is she?

Who are you?

I'm Sarah.

Who are you?

Drive her back.

LUCA:
Izzy.

She took a punch for me today

and fought off a bull.

Since when do we

turn away outlaws?

Two nights.

That's it.

THUMBS:

Can we get a hand?

Found her shot dead

in the woods.

Thrill kill.

Idiots.

The best way to honor her is

to not let her go to waste.

You can remove the innards.

Cut along here.

Slow.

Slow.

Slowly.

More to the left.

Not that far!

(LIQUID SPLASHING)

(ALL COUGHING)

BENJI:

Intestine got clipped.

That's just shit

you're smelling.

Every day our society

abuses the environment.

What's the easiest way

to handle that pain?

Never talk about it.

BENJI:
Yep.

To bury the horror,

pretend it isn't real.

If it's real, you

have to do something.

Like this deer.

BENJI:
Someone hurt her.

Someone you trusted, because...

...you trusted the system, trusted

the government, trusted the church.

Please stop talking about it.

Feel her.

Feel the last of

her living parts.

(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

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