Wind Walkers

They invaded our world...

And brought us viruses that we could not survive.

That broke the spirit of the people.

And now we are doing the same thing in other lands...

And other people.

Our own young men have forgotten the stories.

They fight, they take...

In places where they don't belong.

And when they come home,

They will be the first to be struck down.

The Wind Walkers...

Will take them.

First hint of it came on the wind,

And it spread like a prairie fire,

Blowing through the world.

No one knows what brought it or where it came from.

Maybe it had always been here, just waiting...

A punishment...

Or a curse.

But I think deep down we all knew the storm was coming,

Even if we didn't understand it.

Now the wind belongs to the dead and the damned.

Cursed to walk it forever.

What I do know is that I never should have come home.

You gotta be kidding me.

What is this shit?

What did this, a bear?

This bear walks on two legs.

Yeah, we just packed the place two days ago.

These goddamn redneck looters.

Yeah, whatever it is, they ate everything.

Not everything.

They came from the marsh and headed back the same way they came.

Why would looters head back into the marsh?

Well, we'll just stay overnight,

Hunt and then go home.

For all you hog hunters out there,

All you real South Florida hunters,

I've been asked to relay a request.

- Dad, what are you grateful for? - I don't know. Um...

That I got a younger son who's still willing to hang out with his old man,

So that's what I'm thankful for.

I'm also thankful for you guys to be out here...

And go back to a hot girlfriend. Ha!

Nice. Whoa. Redheads are dying out too.

You're hanging around with these guys a little too much. He brought it there.

You've done well. Although not for nothing.

She did give him a bit of the stink eye...

If I remember correctly.

Neelis, when's Matty deployed?

Supposed to be in Fort Bragg next week for a 10-day retrain,

And then back in country.

If he ever comes home, that is. When's your call?

I'm gonna be hanging out with you backstabbing civilians for a while.

What are you talking about? They put me on a desk.

I'm a recruiter now.

Officially 4-F.

Unfit for service.

I think we're all fucking drunk.

Go fuck yourself. Go fuck yourself!

Thanks for some reasons. Yeah.

So, what's 4-F mean?

It means he's serving coffee, not his country.

* I've been here so long *

* Lightning's comin' *

* And howlin' rain *

* Run for cover *

* 10,000 soldiers *

* And more is comin' **

- -

Kotzy!

Asshole.

- -

We're waiting, brother.

It's blowback, Son.

What the hell is that shit?

Somebody butchered him.

The meat's tainted.

Whoever gutted it made sure of that.

* Yeah, here comes my baby *

Anybody there?

* She been gone since yesterday *

* Yeah, hey Here comes my baby *

* She been gone since yesterday **

I... I gotta take a shit.

**

Fellas, uh...

It's time to roll.

Whoa.

All right, somebody's seriously fucking with us.

- -

What was that?

Just the wind.

The wind? Wind?

Anyone else have the, um, overwhelming urge to get the fuck out of here?

Just relax, Kelly.

It's dead.

You relax.

We're waiting for you. We're waiting for you.

[Man Speaking Foreign Language]

[Man Speaking Foreign Language]

Looks like we've got ourselves a storm.

In weather like this, Mom would always say...

That the devil was beating his wife.

Yeah.

There's a hurricane watch in effect for all of central Florida...

As Hurricane Dori makes its way over the Gulf.

And bizarre reports sweep across the state of spontaneous acts...

Locally, Staff Sergeant Brian Mills, returning from Afghanistan,

Dug up the remains of his wife.

Dade County Sheriff's Department believe they have already...

Affected...

* Just one more rider *

* And I'll soon retire *

* It's looking just like your ordinary night *

* I'll take you places *

* That you have never known *

* If you can get me home **

Fish and Game officials were asking for volunteers...

To help search for James Russiere...

A 60-year-old hunter missing since Sunday.

Thank you all for listening to the Sound of the South.

This is K60 FM.

**

* Heartaches *

* Am I surprised by my heartaches? *

* Heartaches *

* It ain't nothin' new **

**

Touch me.

Love me.

Stop.

What? I'm just...

- I'm sorry. - N... No. It's okay. Don't apologize.

Are you there?

Yeah, I'm here.

You just disappeared.

- Hey. It's me. - Careful.

- Careful of what? - Nothing. I just...

What is that supposed to mean?

I'm not ready to do this.

Kelly! Kelly!

Come on, Kelly! Come on!

Say "cheese." Cheese!

You don't know about the ritual?

- What ritual? - "What ritual?"

Ah, goodness.

Whoa. What ritual?

Give Doc your beer. Beverage, sir.

Serious... Take it seriously. Okay.

Put your hands down.

- All right. - Close your eyes.

Are they closed? Yes.

Relax, please. It's like a Zen meditation.

Now...

What do we call this?

Uh, I don't know.

Full nelson. Right.

Now, what do we call this?

Oh, my God!

- Father nelson! Father nelson! - Get the hell off!

Get the hell off of me!

Why does everything gotta be sexual between us?

Aw, you know you liked it.

Get your ass over here.

Good to see you, bro. Good to see you too, Sonny.

You still playing cowboy?

Better than playing soldier.

Kotzy. How you doing, buddy boy?

Hey, Doc. Welcome home.

Heather. How you doing, honey?

I'm okay.

Nah! Hey! Whoo!

Good to see you, buddy. Welcome home.

Thanks. All right.

What do you say we get a drink? Come on. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wonderful. It's just...

He's a Wind Walker.

What do you say, old man?

Old man?

I'll still kick your ass.

Damn, Kotz.

You look a mess.

You ain't so pretty yourself.