The Farm

Even the damn clock

on this thing doesn't work

its quarter after.

How did you manage to get us this lost anyway?

It's literally the one thing I asked you to do.

It's not my fault we lost service.

We're driving in the middle of nowhere.

You didn't even consider the possibility that we might lose service.

Why didn't you write it down?...

Or just ignore me.

Cool. Great.

Finally... I'm gonna pull over do we don't lose service again.

I'm going to find us a place to stay.

Snow's not even that bad, Mark. Just.

Let's just keep going.

It's not that big a deal.

I mean, you're probably not going to find anything out here anyway.

It's a waste of time.

Found us a place.

Fine. Whatever.

I just feel like the roads.

It's fine.

Rather just call and set it up.

Why are you being such a...

For fucks sake

Olson farms, Trevor speakin.

A farm?

Really?

Yeah. Hi. I'm looking for a room for the night.

You guys have anything available?

Yeah. Matter of fact, we just had something open up.

A stroke of good luck, I suppose.

Yeah, I guess so.

When can we expect ya?

We are about 45 minutes out.

Splendid. We'll have everything prepared for you by then.

How many of you are there?

Just. Just me and my brother, Sean and Mark.

Perfect. See you soon.

You can't keep putting off seeing Dad forever, Mark.

Especially not with shit like this.

Sean.

This place is

creepy.

It's an old farm.

Aren't all old farms creepy?

Reach into the glove box for me, would ya?

Take it.

I'm not taking any chances.

Scuse me, sir.

Sir?

Ha, ha. Good morrow, gentlemen.

You must be our esteemed guests.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm Sean.

This is Mark.

Fantastic.

My name's Trevor.

And this here, that old bastard's Jeff.

Now careful with him. He's always got a story he's just dyin' to tell.

All right.

Come, come, boys. Just this way.

Aren't we going to stay in the house?

Well, I know the outdoors is just lovely, but we've got all the accommodations

you could ever need. Just this way.

Come with me.

Now, if you boys ever need a little bit of a pick me up.

Old man's got a moonshine stash like you wouldn't believe.

He didn't want me to find out about it, but I did.

And I've been taken from it every now and again without him knowing.

- So you just say the word? - Yeah.

I think we're good. Thanks.

Suit yourself.

Dirty animals.

Come on.

Here we are, boys.

Presidential suite.

Great.

Thanks.

Jesus.

Wow.

Is it to your likings, Mr. Presidents?

Yeah, it's very nice.

Thank you.

Fantastic. Well, I'll let you boys get comfortable once you've settled.

Make sure to come inside and get some of our signature lemonade.

I think we're just going to get straight to bed.

It's been a long day, but thanks for the offer.

I must insist.

That guy.

There's something wrong with that guy.

The dinner bells a calling

round through the prop

and every hand about the place is tendin to the crop.

But Daddy has his razor out aligned against the strop.

Dinner bells a calling round through the prop.

Yeah. It's somethin'.

Who knows.

It's weird for sure.

I need some air.

What the hell?

I shouldn't have had us come here.

Yeah. A little late to figure that one out, don't you think?

You don't got to be an asshole about it.

You're right, though.