Deadly Sanctuary
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2017
- 100 min
- 19 Views
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[laughing]
Tiffany...
[sighs]
Get in the truck!
- Let me go!
- ndale!
[screams]
Let go! Help!
Help me!
[screams]
[yelps]
I'll never go back with you!
Pray... I'll get you
before the desert does!
Tiffany!
The desert, it kills you slow!
[howls]
Driving down the road
Hometown in my rearview
Things are getting old
I need to find my stride
Gotta get out on my own
Far away from all I know
Under a big sky
In a small town
Got my hopes high
And my feet on the ground
Running headstrong
Into this mystery
Running
I've been saving up for a rainy day
But I'm fine with bright sunshine
And starry nights most all the time
Running
Yeah, under a big sky
In a small town
Got my hopes high
And my feet on the ground
Running headstrong
Into this mystery
Running, running
Oh, come on.
Dad.
Dad? Yeah. Yeah.
You know how you
told me that Castle Valley
is a suburb of Phoenix?
Oh, it isn't.
It's a desert.
Yeah, I know the dry heat
will be good for my asthma,
but what about all this dust?
No one even thought about that.
Yeah, right, right.
Yeah, Dad, the suburbs in Arizona
might be further apart
than they are in Philly.
You're absolutely right.
And I don't even know why
you told your friend Tugg
that I'm an experienced
investigative reporter.
Yeah, you were like, "Oh, she's
a chip off the old block.
It'll be fine."
Well, soon as I start,
he's gonna see right through me.
I don't think...
Dad?
Love you too, Dad.
[screams]
Oh, no! Oh!
Ohh! Right!
Arizona's paradise, isn't it, Dad?
It's absolutely perfect.
Hello!
Stop, please! Hello!
Stop! Help!
You having trouble, little lady?
Yeah. It seemed to develop a rattle.
Looks like a friendly
Oh, God, no!
Yeah?
- Ugh.
- [chuckles]
Well!
Where you heading, sweetie?
Sweetie is headed to Castle Valley.
I knew it, she's a snowbird.
A snowbird?
Yeah, winter visitor.
Here for six months,
polluting our air, clogging up
the streets and restaurants,
making golf more expensive,
then you skedaddle
back to wherever you come from
and... yeah.
Well, for your information,
I'm actually relocating
to Castle Valley.
I'm taking a very important
managerial position
with the newspaper.
Huh. Is that a fact?
She kind of looks like...
Don't even go there, Jake.
Come on. Let's go.
You take care, lady.
I saw a bunch of black birds flying
a few miles back in a circle.
Why do they do that?
It's just the desert's way
of cleaning up dead.
Probably a dead steer.
So, ma'am, take care of yourself.
[engine starts]
[engine starts]
[sighs]
[pop song on car radio]
What the hell are you doing?
Look, I'm sorry.
I just really need a ride.
You know, I could've just
killed you coming up like that.
Well, where are you going?
Phoenix, LA.
Maybe Vegas, I don't know.
I'm just going a few more miles
to Castle Valley.
That's okay.
I can take a bus from there.
Okay, get in.
I'm actually relocating
Do you mind if we don't talk?
- Thanks, lady.
- Hey, hold on a second.
[sighs] Take this $20,
get something to eat.
You could also really use a shower.
Oh, crap!
What time is it?
WOMAN:
Pork rinds is two words.
P-O-R-K space R-I-N-D-S.
Yes, it is, Earl.
change it to hors d'oeuvres.
You have yourself a nice day too, honey.
Bye.
Well, you must be Kendall O'Dell.
- Am I right?
- Yes.
I have an appointment with Morton Tuggs.
Sugar, you had an appointment
an hour ago with Tugg.
I know. I'm so sorry.
I got in really late last night,
and I had trouble finding this place.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You got lost?
In this town?
Honey, you're gonna have to dig
and come up with something better.
Well, don't you fret though.
He's on the phone,
and he happens to be
in a pretty good mood today.
By the way, sugar,
my name, I'm Ginger King.
TUGG:
I paid you a shitloadof money for that damn system
and it doesn't work!
Get somebody over here and fix it!
Damn!
- That's his good mood?
- Trust me, honey,
once he gets a good look at you,
he'll be just fine.
Go on in, darling, and good luck.
TUGG:
Ahhh.Mr. Tuggs?
It's Tugg.
If it was Tuggs, there'd be two of me.
And with that red hair,
if you aren't Bill O'Dell's kid,
I give up.
You certainly are a chip off
the block, Kendall O'Dell.
Have a seat.
Tell your dad if he ever wants to leave
that big, cushy corporate job of his,
we'll take good care
of him here, all right?
He might like it here,
but I don't know about Mother.
You know.
Oh, I do know.
Well, this place'll grow on you.
Spend one winter here,
and you'll never want to leave.
Oh, what about the summers?
Well, it isn't hell,
but, uh, we tell people
we can see hell from here.
Truthfully, it's not so bad.
Right, it's a "dry" heat.
You've heard about it already, huh?
It does make a big difference.
But let's talk about the job, shall we?
I'm assuming you like
our little town enough to stay.
Well, it's not exactly what I expected.
Seldom is.
But I could really use someone
with your experience.
I'm a little concerned
my dad may have oversold you
on my fact checker resume.
Your dad is a fine newspaperman.
If you're anything like him,
you got good instincts,
and that goes a long way.
Thank you.
- Well, then.
- [chuckles]
We're a small newspaper,
so we wear lots of hats
and we do a lot of covering
for each other.
But don't worry.
There's plenty going on around here
to keep the job interesting.
And I hope you aren't
looking to us as a stepladder
because that's not gonna happen, doll.
Is that what happened with the
person whose job I'm filling?
I mean, it doesn't matter.
- I shouldn't have asked.
- No, no.
A reporter's job is to ask questions.
John... His name was John.
John had a nose for trouble
and could turn a phrase.
He could've hung his hat
with any of the big dailies,
but he liked it here.
Why did he leave?
Don't know.
He just up and disappeared.
We had the sheriff's posse
search for two weeks
before calling it off.
No evidence of foul play,
but truth be told,
John did have some enemies.
Just none who wanted to kill him.
What kind of enemies?
Husbands.
Boyfriends.
A couple of ex-wives.
Our sheriff.
He was tapping the sheriff's wife?
Oh, no!
The sheriff is Roy Hollingsworth.
Now, Roy, he was pretty hacked off
about John's allegations
that the sheriff's office
had bungled the case of two girls
whose bodies were found
in the desert last year.
John was not shy about
claiming that the sheriff
was uncooperative
in furthering the investigation.
Were the girls murdered?
Both deaths were ruled accidental.
So why was he suspicious?
I found this in his desk drawer.
Check it out.
He didn't tell me anything
other than to say
he'd been going through
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