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same day they were born.

- Some kind

of infantile disease.

- Jesus.

You don't look too good.

- Guys we have to turn back.

- We can't.

Look around, there's

no where else to go.

Where are we?

- 1898.

- There's a reason

why it never made the map.

- Oh my god, are you okay?

- I just,

save my baby.

- What?

- Someone just get a doctor.

Jesus, don't just stand there.

Jesus.

- Is she okay?

- Hey wait, no, no,

no, I'm not done yet.

- You're done.

- Hey I'm not done!

- Hello?

Anybody home?

Is there a mechanic around here?

Does he talk?

- Once dead.

The car is turn cut.

If a god or,

- enough Andy.

What can I do for you fellas?

- The radiator of

our car shot and,

we thought,

is there a mechanic?

- Not within a 20 mile radius.

- Safe to assume you guys

don't have much car trouble?

- We don't.

No motor vehicles here.

Never had 'em.

Don't need 'em.

- Can we use that?

- That's for emergencies only.

That's house rules.

- Are there any other

payphones around here?

- House rules doesn't mean

I can't make that call.

Who are you calling?

- Triple a.

- Triple a?

- Mechanic.

- Guess that can be arranged.

Howdy bird.

There's some city folks here.

Sure would appreciate

some help with their car.

Guess it'll have to

be tomorrow morning.

- Tomorrow's too late.

- Guess we'll have to

look for help elsewhere.

- Elsewhere's more than a walk.

- You folks wanna stay here.

- Not a choice, okay.

Sorry, let's go.

- Do you know what a pack of

hungry coyotes can do to you?

- What do you mean?

- A few weeks ago,

Aaron, our blacksmith's son,

wandered off in them woods.

Guess curiosity got

the best of him.

Village folks went

looking for him.

Took three days

before we found Aaron.

Or at least what

was left of him.

- We'll take your offer.

- No we won't.

- Yes, we will.

- You people have

made a wise choice.

Folks around here call me Smith.

- Is there something about

this town that we should know?

- You think we're crazy?

- No, it's not that.

It's just,

the way everyone looks at us.

- Place like ours,

outsiders are a rare treat.

Hope you folks like pork chops.

Trevor here kills, and

puts food on our table.

I believe you met scar.

- Yeah.

Sure knows how to treat a lady.

- Now Bertha,

she woulda hurt herself,

if it wasn't for scar.

Tell Bertha there'll be

four additional mouths

to feed tonight.

- Five.

I'll get Justin.

- You guys lived here long?

- There is no smoking

in the village.

- What are you guys

afraid of cancer?

- We have them rules.

Without rules, there's chaos.

- It's okay to smile.

- Pick 'em up on your way out.

- Now we know why they're

stuck in the past.

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