Bone Tomahawk

Synopsis: After an outlaw unknowingly leads a band of cannibalistic Troglodytes into the peaceful western town of Bright Hope, the monsters kidnap several settlers, including the wife of a local rancher. Despite his injured leg the rancher joins a small rescue party with the sheriff, his aging deputy and a strong-willed gunslinger. What follows is a journey into hell on earth as the posse comes to realize it is up against a foe whose savagery knows no bounds. The film takes place at the turn of the century around the border of what is now Texas and New Mexico.
Director(s): S. Craig Zahler
Production: Image Entertainment
  8 wins & 20 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.1
Metacritic:
72
Rotten Tomatoes:
90%
NOT RATED
Year:
2015
132 min
4,069 Views


Why do they always

wet themselves?

Just get on with the task.

-They got books.

-Well, shake 'em out.

See if money comes

out the pages.

It won't be in the

table of contents.

Save them jokes that nobody

likes for the campfire.

You didn't cut him deep enough.

He had a lot of blood.

An unusual amount.

He has the same as every other.

Help me up.

There are 16 major

veins in the neck

and you have to cut

through 'em all.

There ain't 16.

My uncle had

an acquaintance with

a man who used

to be a doctor

and that's what he said.

Now you get on with the task.

Worthless.

Don't throw no Bibles in there.

I know it's bad luck.

Besides you can always

sell them to some idiot.

Buddy...

I hear horses.

Are you certain?

Positively.

Damn! It was that gun shot.

A bat in China

could've heard that.

That's a full gallop.

We're gonna have to get up

there in them rocks and hide.

Fifteen minutes 'til

they get there.

Scurry.

You hear that?

It was a gust.

That's a real musical gust.

And?

It's ominous.

This is not the time for

womanly imaginings.

Go.

What's that? A wolf?

Bear, looks like.

Is this some kind of sign?

"Keep Out" or something.

We got permission.

Was that us?

I thought the sun was

in the other direction.

Well, it's here now.

Get.

That's where we're goin'.

Straight through this

place and deeper in.

Maybe we shouldn't

be going some place

that looks like a

burial ground.

To a bunch of godless savages.

Ain't no concern of

the civilized man.

A jail on fire is safer

than a place like this.

It's better than sittin'

in that damn gulch,

riders comin' in from one way

and savages the other.

You want to go back there, go.

If that was a gust,

then it learned an instrument!

Listen clear!

We're comin' through here,

like it or not!

Buddy!

Oh, Je--

Would you like

some coffee?

No reason to stay up.

More sleeping I do,

quicker Autumn'll get here.

Uh-oh.

Arthur O'Dwyer!

You look real pretty

when you're upset.

Do you intend to sit and

sulk for the next 12 weeks?

Well, what do you

want me to do?

I advised you not to work on

the roof during the storm,

but you went up regardless,

because you had "a notion

to get things done".

But there's no reason

to go over that again.

Didn't you just?

So is this your intention?

Is what my intention?

To sulk for 12 weeks?

I'm not sulking, I'm sour.

-Don't dodge.

-What do you want me to say?

I moved beeves all over the

map, with all sorts of crews

from terrible to worse

to get this position.

You know all that I've done.

This was the big payoff

and now I'm stuck.

I understand how

disappointing this is.

Lot of guys never get

to be a foreman.

And when I finally do,

this happens.

They'll be gone until autumn.

And you're here--

I know my situation.

You're here with me.

You're here with me

for a longer duration

than any time since

we were married.

Can't you see it's not all bad?

Of course I can.

And not just 'cause you're

prettier than most cows.

Most?

You never saw Jessica.

Why so quiet?

They rode out the

beeves yesterday.

Like I told you yesterday.

Nobody left here but

wives, kids

and dead-enders.

Good evening, Mr. Brooder.

Good evening.

It's like a church in here

though it lacks

even pious women.

Well, why don't you

patronage the man

over there by the pianoforte?

It might enliven things a bit.

Pardon me.

Good evening.

If one song costs three cents,

why do three songs cost a dime?

That's the rate.

Shouldn't the price

per song get cheaper

when more are commissioned?

Well, I get tired after two, so

the third costs extra.

Do four songs cost a dollar?

Buy a song or depart.

That was a dime.

I know the sound

of Lady Liberty.

I'll have whisky.

Whiskey.

Sir.

Good evening, sheriff.

Chicory.

I was out for a ramble and...

Oh, that tea smells gruesome.

It's soup.

Oh.

You... You think I

could have some?

I haven't had a good meal

today. Maybe not anything.

Nab that chair and sit.

I forgot the spoons.

You think you can drink this

without burnin' your mouth?

Oh, I like challenges.

Oh, boy, that smells good.

Now that I know it's not

supposed to be tea.

You need to make sure

you have a couple of

good meals every day.

Can't have my backup

deputy pass out

'cause he forgot to eat.

No, no, sir.

That would be shameful.

-No, sir.

-Let it cool.

Oh.

You were gonna tell

me about your ramble.

Oh, yeah. Glad you reminded me.

I was out on a ramble,

a night ramble.

You know, just to

get some clean air

and put some fresh flowers

on Nadine's grave.

You know...

And,

when I do, I decided

to go the long way.

You know, like the Serrano

does on patrol over in Spain.

And when I do, I see this

fella on the perimeter.

Sheriff, I don't know him.

This tastes like corn.

It's corn chowder.

Oh, then things are lining up.

So, did he do anything?

The stranger?

Take your time.

He changed his clothes,

and he took some luggage

and he threw it in a

hole and covered it up.

He went to town.

It is the official opinion

of the backup deputy

that his manner was suspicious.

Where is he?

Who?

The stranger.

Oh, he's over at

the Learned Goat.

Let's go make a survey.

How's your tibia?

Not thinking about

tibias right now.

Ow!

Did I hurt you?

Let's do this the right way.

Is that supposed

to be a criticism?

It's instinct.

- Yeah.

- Careful.

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S. Craig Zahler

Steven Craig Zahler (born January 23, 1973), known professionally as S. Craig Zahler, is an American film director, screenwriter, cinematographer, novelist and musician. more…

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