Salt of the Earth

You boys lost?

I don't think so. Are you Rita?

Maybe. Who the fuck are you?

My name's Ivan.

No it's not.

That's some European-looking motherfucker's name.

What do you want?

Heard you had generators.

Says who?

People.

Why y'all dressed like that?

We're Army.

Thought that shit was over.

We're still around. So how much?

Thousand.

We'll take three.

Three generators. That's gonna be 3,000.

Yes ma'am.

Shit, all right. Money bags.

I mean, if you got it like that,

y'all are about to clean me out,

but I know where I can get some more.

It's gonna cost you a boat.

That fits six, seaworthy, fucking cozy and shit.

Think you can handle that?

I think I can do that.

Okay.

Generators are back there. You boys help yourselves.

I don't lift, I'm delicate.

Hey, man. Wanna see a dead body?

Hey dad. You want a ride to work?

No. Lorelei's gonna pick me up.

You want something to eat?

Nah, I better get going.

All right. Well I'm going back to bed then.

Working at the market today?

Yeah, I will later.

We have to bulk up on the fences

'cause somebody killed all the dogs last night.

I heard about that. Lorelei was pissed.

Yeah.

Get some rest. I love you kid.

Love you too dad. Be careful out there.

Good morning.

Good morning. You slow-ass motherfucker.

Did you have a rough night last night?

Yeah, man, fucking nightmares. I don't sleep anymore.

Still?

I'm gonna fuck somebody up today.

I don't have any fucking patience.

Good for you.

Hooee. Showtime, a-holes.

Oh yeah. Yeah, that's badass.

You're gonna blow your fucking junk off.

Shut up, I know what the fuck I'm doing.

Use this on the dog.

What dog?

There's always a fucking dog. Come on, you know this.

What is happening?

I could never.

You fucking will ever.

Do we have to hurt dogs?

Oh my God. Zee, are you kidding me with this shit?

Look, I'm doing the hardest part, okay?

It's too fucking hot to be dealing with this shit.

You knock that fucking mutt out.

Siphon the gas outta the trucks. That's it, capiche?

All right, let's just fucking do it.

Beautiful. (Whoops)

What can I get you?

Gas.

How much gas you need?

I don't know, $10 worth?

What else you need?

Antibiotics.

We don't have that.

We haven't had that in years.

Well, that's a fucking lie. My brother's dying out here.

We're all dying, sir. What else can I getcha?

Look, I know you've got medicine in there.

Just fucking bring me out anything.

Sir, don't use that language with me.

You need to calm the fuck down.

All right, water. We need water.

What else?

Nothing, that's it. Don't have any more money.

All right, honey, we'll have it right out.

Oh shit.

Oh, what the shit?

Oh, I fucking told you Tobe.

(dog snarling)

Oh, fuck.

Hey, the bitch says you ain't got any medicine in there.

I call bullshit on that.

Put the money in the little box there.

Don't give us any shit, man.

Do you want me to shoot him or?

I want you to go back in there

and bring me out some fucking antibiotics.

Pay me and get the fuck outta here.

Fuck you. My brother's sick.

He doesn't get any medicine soon, he's gonna fucking die.

I don't give a shit, put the money in the box.

Just tell me when.

All right man, let's go inside. This isn't worth it.

You stay where you fucking are.

You're late.

It's 'cause of this slow motherfucker.

Yeah, who gives a shit. What do you want?

I want my ammo, shoot a little bit, man.

That makes sense. All right.

Four mags for you 'cause you suck at shooting.

You're always missing.

Fuck you in your dumb-ass fishing vest.

It's a normal vest. It's a tactical vest.

It's got all my stuff in it. Protects me from threats.

Okay.

You got a box of 357 shells?

All right, Playboy, you got it. Here's one for you.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Get in the there.

More fucking scum.

That's fucking right. That's right.

I'd rather be scum than you fucks. Fuck you.

Fuck you.

You're wasting your fucking time.

There's more of us than there are of you.

This is our fucking world. Our time is coming.

Our fucking time is coming. You're gonna fucking die bitch.

Get that fucking scumbag outta here.

This is our world. You're gonna fucking die bitches.

Put him in the back where I can't hear him.

Tired of his shit already.

He's right, you know, we're all fucked.

Yeah. What are you gonna do?

Fucking shoot some guns.

There we go. Have fun.

This is our world.

You're gonna fucking die bitches.

You fucking bitch.

That's right.

I think we're in the clear for the most part.

Who'd you shoot in there?

There's an old lady in there making biscuits.

Go get one guys.

I'm not going in there.

You're fucked in the head, dude.

There are three pickups back there.

Should be enough to fill up a full tank of gas.

All right.

Fuckface and I, we get the generators. Sound like a plan?

Let's just fucking get it done.

Let's fucking roll, dude. Come on.

Cops.

Morning. How y'all doing?

What we got in the sack scumbag?

Hey, hey, hey, hey. You don't know us.

There's no reason for you to insult my lady friend here.

Ha, ladies, is that what you call these.

Lorelei.

More like mutants, to me.

I ain't seen y'all before.

We're just scavenging, all right?

There's not that much left where we come from.

Scavenging? That bag's full of food?

Sure there's not a severed head in there or some shit?

Fuck me, that's a lot of peaches.

They're nectarines.

Where y'all coming from?

Why? Is it illegal to pick peaches now?

It's getting close to town is all.

People might get the wrong idea.

What idea is that?

That y'all are fucking scum?

Lorelei.

Zeros.

And these bitches you're with look like a pair of witches.

We're just picking peaches.

What's your name, sir?

My name is Damon.

Damon, I'm sorry that we troubled y'all this morning.

Y'all get back to your peaches, okay?

Thank you officer.

What the

- fuck is your problem? - Hey, hey.

Lorelei.

Hey, hey, hey, we worked really hard for these, okay.

Alice is just kind of protective.

Lorelei put it away.

Lorelei put it away.

She fucking, she fucking clawed me.

Put it away.

Alice, Alice, Alice. Easy.

Put it down.

Alice. Ah, Alice, Alice, Alice.