Curse of the Sin Eater (2024) Movie Script
1
[bright music]
[eerie music]
[water gushing]
[cutlery clinking]
[woman speaking indistinctly]
May you, Christ,
who is crucified...
-...and forgiveness.
-[Rick] Mom?
[Mom speaking quietly]
The Father, Son,
and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
[speaking indistinctly]
[Rick]
What are you doin'?
[shudders]
In the name
of the Father, and Son...
...Holy Spirit.
May you, Christ,
who is crucified...
...give me peace...
...and forgiveness.
Mom?
I'm sorry!
[fires]
[alarm beeping]
[dog barking in distance]
[exhales]
[alarm stops]
[sniffles]
[slow, uneasy music]
[dog barking]
[siren wailing in distance]
[air brakes hiss]
[train chugging]
[machinery whirring]
Excuse me, sir.
My missing labor guy.
Decided to show up after all?
Yeah, I'm, I'm sorry.
I, I got s--
I already got somebody
to take your place.
Have a nice day.
No, come on. Please, sir.
Please. I, I need this job.
-Hey, supe. Supe.
-I can't do it.
Look, I don't think we're gonna
make our daylight without him.
I'll do anything.
I, I'll keep the site spotless.
-You're not late again.
-No, no. Never.
Never ever. 100%.
Get to work.
Thank you, sir.
[machinery whirring]
[breathing heavily]
[groaning]
[exhales]
Excuse me, ma'am.
You have a first aid kit?
-Cut myself.
-No.
You got nothing in--
inside I can use?
Look, look, ma'am.
I, uh...
If I don't clean this thing,
it's, it's gonna get infected,
and I, I'd really love
to get back to work for you.
I, I won't tell
the other guys either.
[hammering in background]
Make it fast.
[door opens]
Service restaurant's
under repair,
so consider this treat
part of your benefits package.
[winces]
Thank you.
-[servant clears throat]
-Yes?
[whispers indistinctly]
You can show yourself out,
I trust?
[winces]
[exhales]
[exhales]
[suspenseful music]
[clock ticking]
[door creaking]
Hello.
Who are you?
Uh... I'm Rick.
Hungry, huh?
-Uh...
-[footsteps approaching]
What are you doing in here?
-Uh, I'm sorry.
-Fired. You're fired.
And you will stay here
while I call the police.
No, ma'am. Please, look.
I, I, I made a mistake, okay?
Please don't call the police.
Just, just dock my pay
or something.
I will make sure
no one ever hires you again.
-No, ma'am. Please, just--
-Stop.
Sit down.
Single 20?
Why not take the whole stack?
Um...
I got robbed on the way to work
this morning,
so, um, I just needed enough
to make it back home.
I was gonna pay you back
when I got paid
at the end of the week.
I'm not gonna fire you.
Take it.
Call it an advance.
What? Seriously?
We're done here.
Thank you, sir.
[gun clicks]
-[Rick] Jer.
-[Jeremy] What's up?
What would you do
if you had all that money?
[Jeremy]
Not move to fuckin' Glencoe.
That's for sure.
Just a bunch of old people.
Now, right now,
my life is the shit,
so I am not worried about that.
This apartment is
the, the shit to you?
Yes, Rick. Think about it.
I can do whatever the fuck
I wanna do now.
Drink, smoke, party, whatever.
-Aren't you renting this place?
-[cocks gun]
-Yeah. Yeah.
I'm, I'm renting it.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-I'm actually glad
you brought that up.
Are you able to put on
for this month or no?
You know what?
Why don't you tell me
what does Rick Malone do...
-Yeah.
-Wakes up billionaire.
What's the first thing
you're doing?
Besides getting the fuck
out of my apartment.
Well, I would live
in Lincoln Park.
[Jeremy]
Mm-hm.
I would dine at restaurants
that they charge $500 a meal.
And I'd give Tanya
the greatest night ever.
-Yeah, okay.
-You know, the people
that go there,
they're, they're living the best
versions of their lives.
They're, they're drinking
bottles of shit
that, that you and me
have never even heard of.
-Oh, really?
-Yeah, I mean,
they figured it out.
They've, they've
conquered this shit.
-They know what they're doing.
-Unlimited money. Unlimited.
And the first thing you do
is get dinner
and a fucking drink?
I mean, it seems like a low bar.
No, that's, that's not
a low bar at all.
That's how you know
you made it.
Really?
-Dude, like--
-Then do it.
Do it, Rick.
I mean, seriously.
Like, I, I would love
to see that.
But the problem is, you got
no fuckin' follow through.
That's why you and Tanya
didn't work out.
You gotta stop starting shit
you can't finish.
Hey, Rick.
[sighs] What, dude?
What do you think
this is gonna be anyway?
-Like, when we're done.
-Uh, I don't know.
I heard something about
a, uh, shed, something.
A shed? Come on.
The guy's a billionaire.
You know, I was thinkin'
like a life-size dollhouse.
[chuckles]
Like, what, for kids?
You'd be surprised.
Rich people
are into some weird shit.
Mr. Malone.
Yeah.
Mr. Drayton would like a word.
[Rick sighs]
[mutters] Son of a bitch.
[classical piano music]
[munching]
[gulping]
What was your name again,
young man?
Uh, Rick Malone, sir.
Richard Malone, huh?
[Rick]
Uh, just Rick is fine, sir.
Mm. A name with promise.
Especially in this town.
Who knows where you'd be in life
with a bad name and all.
[chuckles]
[sniffles]
I don't know
if it's obvious, but...
...I don't have much time left.
Sorry to hear that.
When I'm gone, all this...
...gets passed on to no one.
No children, no grandchildren.
One regret
in a lifetime filled with many.
You a religious man?
Used to be.
I lost it too.
But as my curtain draws
to a close,
I find religion
a refreshing comfort.
The history, the rules.
The loopholes.
Anyway...
...let us get down to it.
If you will eat a meal
off my dead body,
I'll give you everything.
This house, my money,
my investments,
my life's work,
it will all be yours.
[clears throat] Um...
Are, are, are you joking?
Not in the slightest.
[Rick]
Uh...
Uh, no offense,
um, but, no, I, I,
I can't do anything like that.
I won't, I won't do
anything like that.
Why not?
With one meal,
you'll have everything.
You'll never have to worry
about a damn thing ever again,
especially not something
so trivial as bus fare.
I know what you're thinking.
Crazy rich guy that's
just tryin' to get one last jab
at the have-nots
before he kicks it.
But, uh...
...this is a genuine offer.
[Rick sighs]
But why me?
'Cause I've never given
to someone in need.
Which you seem to be.
And you seem like someone
who has the constitution
to deal with the stresses
that come with massive wealth.
Just one meal?
["We Outside" by Frank Bentley
ft. Wav Haven & Anthony Mareo]
-Yeah, we out
-Sorry. Hi.
Getting to the bag, don't stop
Getting to the bag, don't stop
Better catch up
'cause we outside
Look, I ain't skating through
unless they're talkin'
eight figures
Said I dream too big
about to do it way bigger
I'm the boss
when I walk through
straighten up and sit up...
Tanya.
Rick. Hey.
I, I didn't think
that you were gonna be here.
I, I didn't think I was gonna
be here either. [chuckles]
So, what the fuck
have you been up to?
-Livin' the fuckin' dream.
-[laughs]
Yeah, me too, actually.
-All right.
-Yeah.
Uh...
I meant to tell you
this earlier, but I, uh--
Hey, you know,
I always appreciate
having Rick around, you know?
He's always good
for a laugh, right?
You know, I,
I got him this job in Glencoe.
Did you tell her about that?
-No, I didn't get a chance to.
-Why not?
[Jeremy]
Yeah, it's great.
And he's been staying here.
You know, I've been
taking good care of him.
Yeah, well, you two
always were inseparable.
Did you, uh, grab a drink?
Let me get you something.
No, but I think
you owe me a drink, don't you?
-I mean, it's, it's--
-No, he's actually
broke as fuck, so...
Who do you think
got all the bottles? Come on.
I got all types of stuff.
When you see me at the top
know I did it myself
You know we outside
to the lights, come on
[crickets chirping]
[door opens, closes]
Having fun?
Jeremy sure does know
how to entertain.
-Mm.
-It's always good for a laugh.
Yeah. He came back different,
didn't he?
He thinks he's a hero,
serving the greater good.
So why are you here, Rick?
Did you miss the, the party
that's happening
in the middle of my bedroom?
Cute.
I mean, I never really took you
for the guy
that was gonna stick around.
It's like... after the thing
with your mom...
And I, I don't mean
to dredge up old shit.
-It's just...
-[people arguing]
-Jeremy?
-Bro, whoa! Relax! Relax!
This is not...
[talking indistinctly]
Are you kidding me, bro?
Relax! Relax!
-Bro, chill!
-Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Bro. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Chill!
-Bro, get the fuck
off of me, Rick!
-[others] Whoa!
-[Tanya] Hey!
-[Jeremy] Are you kidding me
right now?
After everything I've done
for you, are you serious, Rick?
Get up!
If you got a problem,
you can get the fuck out!
Oh, wait, you can't,
'cause you're sleepin'
on my fuckin' floor!
What, I don't do enough for you?
Get the fuck out of here, dude!
Are you serious?
You ungrateful piece of shit!
[tense music]
[breathing heavily]
[sobbing]
[somber music]
[breathing heavily]
[Rick]
Look, I, I'll do anything.
I'll do a day.
I don't, I don't care.
Look, please.
I'm, I'm struggling.
Please. Not, not even
a couple of hours?
Just, uh, just keep me in mind,
will you?
Yeah.
Yeah, I get it. I get it.
Come on, please.
Look, I, I wouldn't be asking
if I...
[Jeremy coughs softly]
[Rick sighs]
Any takers?
No, nothing.
[dog barking in distance]
Fuck, dude.
It's almost the first
of the month.
Didn't you say you had
something big coming in?
Yeah, I, I thought I did.
Well, I mean, you could...
...uh, help me
move some product.
I'm not gonna give you a big cut
or nothin', you know.
It's my money, but something.
Yeah.
I don't know, Jer.
It's a living, dude.
Yeah, I know.
-[banging on door]
-So...
[dog barking in distance]
Is that for you?
-No.
-[banging continues]
[door opens]
[Jeremy]
Who the fuck are you?
[man]
Here for Richard Malone.
[Jeremy]
Yo, Rick.
You know this guy?
Mr. Malone?
Uh... Rick.
Your presence is requested
this evening, sir.
This is the attire.
I'll be waiting for you
by the car, sir.
"Sir"?
The fuck was that?
[unsettling music]
[car door shuts, engine starts]
[gentle piano music]
So, how did Drayton die?
Can't say.
Enjoy the ride, Mr. Malone.
[crickets chirping]
[Antonette]
Mr. Malone.
[door shuts]
Welcome.
So, when did Drayton pass?
This morning. Please review
the contract thoroughly
as it is legally binding.
In short, what it says
is that in exchange
for eating a meal
off Drayton's corpse,
you become heir
to Drayton's fortune.
But you must consume
every part of the meal.
No crumb can be left.
You'll notice a non-disclosure
agreement is included.
It is important
that no one beyond us
and the employees of the estate
have any knowledge
of this transaction.
These events
must be kept secret.
If you choose
to violate that clause,
you will lose everything.
Do you understand?
[clock ticking]
[unsettling music]
[Rick breathing heavily]
I don't know if I can do this.
Drayton drafted the language
of the contract himself
in your name before he died.
It can't be amended.
-What do you mean?
-If not you,
the estate
would simply liquidate.
I must reiterate that
if you do not eat the meal,
you get nothing.
Consider... if you could just
-find the stomach for it...
-[fly buzzing]
...everything would be yours.
All the cars in the garage.
The black card.
Unlimited funds.
You wanted to buy
an island after this,
you wouldn't be declined.
Or you could go back
to your old life.
Okay.
[Rick shudders]
[crunching]
-[grunts softly]
-[footsteps approaching]
[moans]
[coughs]
[retching]
[slurps]
[exhales]
[Rick breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[fly buzzing]
[coughs]
[groans]
[retches]
[retching]
[plate clatters]
[grunts]
Every last crumb.
[retching]
[coughs]
[retches]
[groans]
[retches, grunts]
[panting]
[retches]
[sobs softly]
[groans softly]
[Antonette]
Drayton requested
you say this aloud.
It is necessary to end the meal.
You must recite it
for the contract to be binding.
"For your peace...
...I take on all sins you carry
and I pawn my own soul."
[coughs]
[groans]
[vomiting, retching]
[unsettling music]
[sighs]
[panting]
[distorted growling]
[screaming]
[birds chirping]
God damn.
[door creaks]
[clattering in distance]
[indistinct chatter in distance]
[foreboding music]
[dramatic sinister sting]
Hey!
Whoa.
Apologies.
-Mr. Malone...
-[exhales]
...you're up
earlier than expected,
especially after such an ordeal.
I'm sure you're eager
to explore the grounds in full.
Serving staff is under
explicit instructions
never to make eye contact.
I assure you
it won't happen again.
It's fine.
It must not have sunk in yet.
What?
This.
All of this. It's yours.
You could fire
the whole lot of them
and start afresh
if you so desired.
Do you want to?
Uh...
...uh, no.
And what is it you want to do?
[Rick]
Um...
-I don't know.
-Hm.
Might I suggest we start
by outfitting your new home
to suit your personal style?
Starting with
the bedroom, perhaps?
Yeah, sure.
Um...
Look, this has
just all been kind of--
Overwhelming. I understand.
I'll sort out the details.
And do you think, at,
at some point, I could pick up
the rest of my stuff?
[clicks tongue] Oh, I'm sure
we could have it couriered
over to you without issue.
Oh, uh, no.
I, I mean, I-- Couldn't I
just take one of the cars?
You'll learn quickly that
the rich don't drive themselves.
Unless it's for entertainment.
That reminds me.
This is yours.
No limit.
Why not take it out
for a spend?
Help you find something
you want to do.
You could buy a lot
of somethings with that.
[dog barking in distance]
[inhales]
[techno music playing on TV]
[man, woman moaning on TV]
[door opens and shuts]
[footsteps approaching]
Jesus Christ, dude.
-You know
I could have shot you, right?
-[scoffs]
I don't mean to, uh,
intrude on your me time.
So, you gonna tell me
what all that
James Bond shit was about?
Remember the gig
I told you about?
-Came through.
-Yeah, no shit,
the gig came through.
What are you, like,
a high-end call girl?
They set me up
in a, a small place
for the time bein', and, um...
[zipping bag] Look, man, um...
...I appreciate you letting me,
-you know, crash and everything.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, whatever.
-I, uh...
[Rick]
I'm just-- I'm trying to--
Like, trying?
Looks like you're doin'
a lot more than trying. [sighs]
Keep it.
I'll be fine.
So you wanna chill?
Grab a drink?
I mean, we could, uh...
I can't, dude. I can't.
That's fine. You know?
Yeah, that's fine, 'cause,
um, I'm sure you got a lot
of adjusting to do still, so...
Yeah. Take care, man.
Be safe.
[dog barking in distance]
[Tanya]
Rick?
What the fuck is this?
Please tell me you, like,
won the lotto or something.
[chuckles]
Yeah. Uh...
No, it's...
...it's actually better.
Come on.
Be straight with me.
This isn't some, like,
you and Jeremy bullshit, is it?
No. It's, it's legit.
Tanya, I'm...
...I'm back to bein' the Rick
that you used to know.
I'm even better now.
No, it's...
You sure you're all good?
Yeah.
I'm, I'm great.
In fact, what do you say,
you and me go get drinks,
just like old times?
-On me.
-Um...
Come on.
I, I can't.
Look, I, I gotta go.
Jeremy's waiting on me.
[footsteps receding]
[dog barking in distance]
[siren wailing]
[techno music playing]
[indistinct chatter
in background]
[bartender]
Hey. How's it goin'?
[Rick]
Could I just get,
like, a bottle of somethin'?
Uh, we've got
a great wine selection.
Um, I was,
I was actually thinkin'
about some whiskey.
What are you in the mood for?
You have, have anything
that's, that's... not for sale?
Well, I have
a bottle of Macallan 64,
if you're in a Scottish mood.
And I have a Yamazaki 55,
if you feel like visiting Japan.
How much?
If you have to ask.
Hey, pal.
I know what you'll love.
Uh, sure.
Always, always up
for a, a recommendation.
[glass clinks]
[man laughing]
I'll take, um...
I'll take two
of those Macallans.
One for me
and then one for the gentleman.
[bartender]
You're serious?
Yes, sir.
I'll be right back.
[slurps]
[gulping]
[bottle thuds]
[slurps]
[sinister music]
[wind whooshing]
[voice whispering faintly]
[screams]
Why did you do this to me?
[screaming]
[coughing]
Anton!
-Did you drug me?
-I beg your pardon?
The food I had. The, the food
that I ate, was it drugged?
-Not in the least.
-I saw this woman. This,
this soaking wet dead woman,
and, and, and she took me--
Calm down.
[Rick panting]
Something changed.
[breathing heavily]
What's happening to me?
I don't think
I understand your meaning.
What was that thing I had to
read at the end of the meal?
Something Drayton found.
Where is it?
"For your peace,
I take on all sins you carry
and I pawn my own soul."
Is that what I did?
Is that even possible?
After Drayton knew he was dying,
he became consumed with
unorthodox religious customs.
His conscience
was a burden to him,
and he was looking
for a way to escape
what he believed to be his fate.
What fate?
Hell.
No sins, no hell.
It's quite a superstition.
He rarely put that down.
"In England and Wales,
in the 1700s and 1800s,
when someone
in the village died,
the family would hire a peasant,
typically someone,
typically someone in need,
to eat a meal
off the deceased's corpse.
In doing this,
they would take on the sins
of that person and ca--
and carry them until they died."
[breathes heavily]
Is that what I did?
Am...
...am I a sin eater?
That is the ritual
Drayton had you do.
[whispers] What the fuck?
What the fuck?
[in normal voice]
I actually ate his sins?
What, what does that even mean?
What Drayton may
or may not have believed
does not change a simple truth.
You inherited this, all of this,
for a price.
Extreme wealth carries a burden.
-This is the one
you signed up for.
-[breathing heavily]
No.
No, no, no. I gotta fix this.
I gotta fix this.
You, you don't understand.
She, she tried to kill me!
Mr. Malone.
I need you to take me somewhere.
I don't think that's wise.
[Rick bangs on car door]
Come on, man. I, I--
I know this is overwhelming,
but we must remain levelheaded.
Now, let's go back inside
-and work this out together.
-[car door shuts]
[engine revving]
[Eli]
What happened?
Father, I, I think I sinned.
I don't know.
I, I need you to help me.
So you're seeking absolution?
Yeah. I guess.
When's the last time
you visited your mother?
-It's not about that.
Please-- Look. Please.
-Hey. Hey.
-It wasn't your fault.
She was very sick.
-Father, I know that. Father.
-You couldn't have known
what she would've done...
-Father, please. This is not...
-about her, Father.
-...with that gun.
This is not about my mom.
Can you just
take my confession or no?
Okay, Rick.
Okay.
The Father, the Son,
Holy Spirit.
Amen.
Do you remember
how long it's been
since your last confession?
[Rick]
No.
And what sins
have you come to confess?
Uh... [sighs]
Hey, it's okay. Take your time.
No, it's, it's not that.
It's, it's not that I,
I don't know what to say.
It's that I don't even know
what they are, Father.
-H-- how do you mean?
-I--
Look, can't, can't you,
can't you just give me
some type of general absolution
like you were saying?
-Please.
-Rick, you... [sighs]
You can't buy your way out.
Confession is about
askin' to be forgiven
for something wrong
that you did knowingly.
I can't forgive you
for something
if you won't admit to
what you did in the first place.
I gotta go.
I gotta go.
Rick!
It's good to see you, Father.
[intense music]
Anton!
Hello?
Anton!
Anyone seen Anton?
Come on, I just need some help.
You guys gotta know
everything about this house.
You know anything?
You know anything about,
about Drayton hurting somebody?
A woman? A red-haired woman?
You know anything?
You know anything about that?
Anything at all?
I'm sure there's work elsewhere.
Out of everyone here,
you gotta know something
about what happened.
What is it exactly
you'd like to know?
Everything. Everything.
I wanna know everything.
I wanna know who that
woman is, and I wanna know,
I wanna know
what Drayton did to her.
[clock ticking]
You like this job?
It's my life.
Sure. Right.
Well, I'd suggest,
if you wanna keep this job,
you should tell me
everything I wanna know.
[case beeps]
Coroner's report. Photos.
Interviews taken
by the Chicago police.
And... Drayton's
recorded statement.
I'll leave you to it.
[footsteps recede]
[George on tape]
I already told you .
She's everything to me.
[detective on tape]
Mr. Drayton, we know the truth,
and you know it too.
Your wife was having an affair.
-[George] No, no.
-[detective] George. George.
Can I call you George?
Look, I get it.
[chuckling]
Hell, I'd be angry too
if my wife was having an affair.
We, we all lose
our temper sometimes.
[George]
You think I could do that?
[detective]
You said you were angry.
And these photos
definitely look like someone
who's very, very angry, George.
[George]
God, no. I--
[detective]
George, we know it was you.
Do the right thing.
Just be a man.
[George]
Susan, I can't--
-Oh, Jesus, help me.
-[detective] Look at them,
George.
You wrapped your hands
around her neck
-and you squeezed
until her throat cracked.
-[George] No!
[detective]
She couldn't breathe.
[George]
Oh, Susan!
It wasn't her. Not Susan.
[detective]
Look, this will all be over.
Just admit it.
-Just admit.
That's all it takes.
-[George] I didn't. I--
[detective]
Just admit it, you sick fuck!
[George wailing]
No, I didn't do it!
I'm not talkin' to you!
I need a lawyer or somethin'!
I didn't-- I need a law--
Get me a lawyer!
I didn't do it!
[George sobbing]
And then he...
...he...
I grabbed on to her neck.
I choked her...
...until I heard
her, her neck crack.
[Rick shudders]
And I dumped her body
in the lake.
Rick.
I mean...
...what did this woman
ever do to you
that you'd commit
such a... unspeakable act?
[Rick panting]
I don't know, Father.
I don't know.
All I know is that I'm sorry.
And I'd do anything
to take it back.
Please. Please, Father.
Please, Father. Please.
God...
...the Father of mercies,
through the death
and resurrection of His Son,
has reconciled the world
to Himself...
[choking]
[Eli]
...and has sent
the Holy Spirit among us
for the forgiveness of sinners.
Through the ministry
of the Church...
[continues choking]
...may God give you
pardon and peace.
And I absolve you
from your sins.
-[coughing]
-[Eli] In the name
of the Father,
and of the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit.
[panting]
Go forth... and sin no more.
Father.
[sighs] Thank you.
Thank you, Father.
Thank you. Thank you. Seriously.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you, Father.
[chuckles, coughs]
["Monk" by Honey]
I am alone
For you, for you
I am alone
For you, for you
You
For you
Everything I do
I do it for you
Everything I do
I do it for you
Yes, I'm alone...
[phone ringing]
I'm alone
I'm alone...
-Hey.
-Rick.
Hey.
Uh, i-- is this a good time?
It's a great time.
I was just thinkin' about you.
Have you talked
to Jeremy lately?
Jeremy?
Um, he's,
he's acting
really paranoid lately.
Something feels off,
but he won't talk to me.
Maybe he'll listen to you.
I think he might be in trouble.
[Rick sighs]
Rick, please.
He needs you right now.
I do too. And you might not
wanna see him or me.
I, I should have
been there for you,
and I wasn't.
[Rick sighing]
I don't know.
Just, just swing by. And
remember, you promised me
a drink?
All right.
We'll talk.
-Rick, wait--
-[disconnects]
[thunder rumbles]
[water running]
[footsteps approach]
[slurps]
[sinister music]
[sighs]
[thuds]
[ominous music]
[music builds]
[man panting, sobbing]
[growling]
[Rick panting]
[groans]
[panting]
Anton!
Anton!
[wheezing nearby]
[rasping]
[whimpering]
[gasps]
You were calling for me.
I apologize. I--
[panting]
[Antonette]
Amassing a real estate empire
such as this from scratch
is not impossible,
but highly improbable
from someone of his background.
Drayton was not born
to any real means.
And?
Drayton himself
was a sin eater.
Well...
-What?
-It's how he made the money
to get started.
People who are desperate enough
to employ a sin eater
have usually themselves done
terrible, unthinkable things.
So you're sayin'
I could, I could be...
...carrying around even more...
...what, murders, rapes...
...who knows what other
fucked up shit now?
It is as if you had
done them yourself.
Whatever is left over,
call them what you will,
be it ghosts or energies
of the victims,
they will not let
their murderers or rapists rest.
They'll torment you
as long as you carry the burden.
And it is quite a burden.
Drayton became overwrought...
...afraid, reclusive
as the years dragged on.
He saw the same things you did.
And it caught up with him.
The sins killed Drayton?
No.
He took his own life.
I imagine he knew
he could do that with impunity,
knowing you would take the sin
of suicide off his plate.
So what am I supposed to do?
How, how can I get rid
of the sins that,
that I don't even know
anything about?
It's impossible.
You must do what Drayton did,
what every sin eater
before him has done,
and learn to live with it.
No.
I can't.
The rules are very specific.
In order to get rid of the sins,
you must die
and pass them along.
So, you could do that
or you could die
with the sins on your head...
...likely be tortured
for all eternity.
My advice, as a friend...
...enjoy the wealth.
Live and spend
as much as you can.
And in the meantime...
[pills rattling]
...maybe these will help.
Anything you need,
anything that could
help with the pain,
I can find.
[sighs]
No. No.
-[chair scrapes]
-You can't help me.
[footsteps receding]
[door rattling]
Father? Father Eli?
[pounding on door]
Father Eli, come on.
She's all shut
for the night, kid.
No. No, please. Please.
You're the only person I got.
Rick.
[Rick]
Please.
Please let me in. Please.
[rattles door]
[bangs on door]
-Go home, kid.
-Please, come on.
Sleep it off.
Come on, Father.
Please! Please!
[Rick breathing heavily]
I knew you never cared about me!
I knew it!
You never fucking cared!
[panting]
[door rattles]
[unsettling music]
[panting]
[gulping]
[exhales, heaves]
[screams]
[sighs]
[man wheezing]
[gasps]
[breathes heavily]
[groans]
[dramatic sinister sting]
[breathing heavily]
[ominous music building]
[screaming]
[choking]
[Antonette]
No!
[warbling]
[gentle piano music]
[exhales]
[faint singing]
[woman]
Rick?
-Is that you?
-[Rick] Mom?
[echoing] Mom?
Mom.
[Mom]
I'm here.
Mom?
[Mom]
I'm right here.
My boy.
[Dr. Kildare]
Can you hear me now, Mr. Malone?
Come on back to us
if you please.
[Rick breathes deeply]
Did I...
...did I die?
For the briefest
of moments, yes.
You did flatline.
But we pulled you through.
Thank you, Dr. Kildare,
for your help
and your continued discretion.
As always.
Happy to be of service.
Call any time.
For anything.
-[footsteps receding]
-[Rick breathes deeply]
You said the, the only way
to get rid of the sins is...
...to die.
Pass them along, right?
Essentially, yes.
[Rick sighs]
I wanna try something.
[hissing]
[Antonette]
I've never been one
to trust a loophole.
They tend to leave you
broken-hearted.
But... this, this could work.
[Rick sighs]
I'm sure Drayton
never thought of it.
[Rick]
So you'll help me?
Of course.
I follow and serve the wealth
of the estate wherever it goes,
and no matter
whom it belongs to.
It's all I have.
And the thought
of giving it up...
But this is about you.
Are you sure
you're willing
to let all this go?
Absolutely.
-[woman whimpering]
-Do you have someone in mind
you'd like to give it to?
No. Shit.
[gulps]
Would you take it?
You could stop serving,
and you could f-- finally have
some, some... control.
[smacks lips]
I'm afraid my contract
doesn't allow for it.
So, that's it, then?
It just comes down to me?
Or someone like me?
I can't do it.
Your former roommate
and co-worker
was an odd choice
to keep in company
as long as you did.
Jeremy?
No.
No, I, I've known him
my whole life.
And whatever big,
big game he talks, it's...
-No, he, he can't.
-What I mean to say is
someone so desperate to believe
in his own lies about himself
that he would resort
to theft and violence...
Not him.
-[woman crying]
-[dramatic sinister sting]
A former soldier
could carry the burden.
[woman continues crying]
[sinister music]
Trust me...
...he can't.
He can't.
[woman continues sobbing]
[phone ringing]
-Hey.
-[Jeremy] Thank God.
Where the fuck have you been?
I'm in serious shit, man.
Like, I fucked up
with these guys.
They're gonna
hurt me, man. They...
I need some cash, okay?
Just-- Can you please
help me? Please!
-You know I'm good for it.
-Jer, man, I don't know.
Please, Rick!
I need your fucking help, man!
I'm, I'm scared, man.
These, these guys
scare the shit out of me, man!
Please, I'll pay you back
in a week. I promise.
- Okay, okay.
-Jesus Christ.
You're a fuckin' savior.
How much do you need?
[sighs]
[breathing heavily]
[car door opens, closes]
[driver]
Everything all right, sir?
-[dramatic sinister sting]
-[man panting]
Drive fast.
[man wheezing]
[driver] Mr. Malone,
would you like me
to accompany you?
[Rick]
Just guard the door.
[door creaks]
Hey, Jeremy?
Jeremy?
[glass crunching]
[unsettling music]
[gunfire on TV]
[TV turns off]
[breathing heavily]
[man]
Help.
[man gasping]
Okay.
Help.
-[gasps]
-Help.
[distorted] Help.
-[Tanya] Hey. It's okay.
-[normal] Help.
-Help!
-[gunshot]
[gasping]
[gun clatters]
[Tanya whimpers]
No, no.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
-[Tanya continues gasping]
-No, no.
-Please, please.
-[driver] Sir!
We can't be here.
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
This will all be taken care of.
Just make it stop.
I just want it to stop.
Then you know
what needs to be done.
[clock ticking]
Please sit.
Tanya's dead.
[inhales]
I tried.
I, I begged them for extra time.
And they said fine.
So I called you.
They fucking broke into my house
and they shot her.
Shouldn't,
shouldn't have happened.
If I was there, it wouldn't
have fucking happened.
I should have been there.
I, I should have did something.
That is a terrible burden
to carry.
I, I just don't know
what I'm gonna do.
So...
[clears throat] ...so I'm done.
I'm, I'm done.
I'm not going back.
I was thinking maybe
you could give me a job,
you know.
I can, I can help you
with whatever. Anything.
Please.
Mr. Malone
would like to make you an offer.
Yeah. Yeah, anything, brother.
You...
-Please.
-He would like you
to be his sin eater.
You eat a meal
off his dead body,
every last crumb,
and he will give you everything.
What?
The house, the cars,
the money. All of it.
Are you dying or some shit?
[Antonette]
No.
Mr. Malone finds that
this life does not suit him.
Someone with your background,
a man of the military,
is perhaps a better fit
for the stresses of wealth.
Oh.
Everything?
[breathing heavily]
[heart monitor beeping]
[tense music]
It's going to work.
It's the best option we have.
The most I can allow
is four minutes.
That will be pushing it.
But it should
give your friend enough time
to finish eating the meal.
Jesus Christ.
This ritual must be kept secret.
If you choose
to violate this clause,
you will lose everything.
I understand.
[Dr. Kildare]
Are you ready?
[beeping fading]
[heart monitor flatlining]
[breathing heavily]
[woman screams in distance]
[screaming continues]
[breathing heavily]
[boy]
Help, help. Help.
[man 1 wheezing]
[woman 1 sobbing]
[man 2]
Help.
Help.
[man 3 wailing]
[woman 2]
Rick?
Mom?
[Mom]
I'm right here.
[Tanya]
Rick.
Rick.
[voices whispering indistinctly]
[gunshot]
[gentle piano music]
[gun clatters]
[Rick]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
[both sobbing]
-[all growling]
-[Rick screams]
Mom, I'm sorry!
[distorted] Mom, I'm sorry!
[Rick]
Mom?
I'm sorry!
[fires]
[uneasy music]
[voices whispering indistinctly]
[breathing heavily]
[shushes]
[gentle piano music]
I'm here.
My boy.
[clock ticking]
Did I die?
He finished the meal
in its entirety.
And the prayer.
He's already begun
giving orders.
It's as if he was born to it.
As for the other sins...
...do you see
anyone else skulking around?
[tense music]
[sighs]
Jeremy has already
begun enjoying his new life.
I hope you will do the same.
[gentle music]
[man talking indistinctly]
All right, that's lunch!
[unsettling music]
[voice wailing]
[gasps]
[screams]
[clock ticking]
[clock ticking in background]
[suspenseful music]
[Jeremy screaming]
[Jeremy panting]
[screaming continues]
[munching]
[clock continues ticking]
[Tanya whimpers]
[clock stops ticking]
[ominous music]
[bright music]
[eerie music]
[water gushing]
[cutlery clinking]
[woman speaking indistinctly]
May you, Christ,
who is crucified...
-...and forgiveness.
-[Rick] Mom?
[Mom speaking quietly]
The Father, Son,
and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
[speaking indistinctly]
[Rick]
What are you doin'?
[shudders]
In the name
of the Father, and Son...
...Holy Spirit.
May you, Christ,
who is crucified...
...give me peace...
...and forgiveness.
Mom?
I'm sorry!
[fires]
[alarm beeping]
[dog barking in distance]
[exhales]
[alarm stops]
[sniffles]
[slow, uneasy music]
[dog barking]
[siren wailing in distance]
[air brakes hiss]
[train chugging]
[machinery whirring]
Excuse me, sir.
My missing labor guy.
Decided to show up after all?
Yeah, I'm, I'm sorry.
I, I got s--
I already got somebody
to take your place.
Have a nice day.
No, come on. Please, sir.
Please. I, I need this job.
-Hey, supe. Supe.
-I can't do it.
Look, I don't think we're gonna
make our daylight without him.
I'll do anything.
I, I'll keep the site spotless.
-You're not late again.
-No, no. Never.
Never ever. 100%.
Get to work.
Thank you, sir.
[machinery whirring]
[breathing heavily]
[groaning]
[exhales]
Excuse me, ma'am.
You have a first aid kit?
-Cut myself.
-No.
You got nothing in--
inside I can use?
Look, look, ma'am.
I, uh...
If I don't clean this thing,
it's, it's gonna get infected,
and I, I'd really love
to get back to work for you.
I, I won't tell
the other guys either.
[hammering in background]
Make it fast.
[door opens]
Service restaurant's
under repair,
so consider this treat
part of your benefits package.
[winces]
Thank you.
-[servant clears throat]
-Yes?
[whispers indistinctly]
You can show yourself out,
I trust?
[winces]
[exhales]
[exhales]
[suspenseful music]
[clock ticking]
[door creaking]
Hello.
Who are you?
Uh... I'm Rick.
Hungry, huh?
-Uh...
-[footsteps approaching]
What are you doing in here?
-Uh, I'm sorry.
-Fired. You're fired.
And you will stay here
while I call the police.
No, ma'am. Please, look.
I, I, I made a mistake, okay?
Please don't call the police.
Just, just dock my pay
or something.
I will make sure
no one ever hires you again.
-No, ma'am. Please, just--
-Stop.
Sit down.
Single 20?
Why not take the whole stack?
Um...
I got robbed on the way to work
this morning,
so, um, I just needed enough
to make it back home.
I was gonna pay you back
when I got paid
at the end of the week.
I'm not gonna fire you.
Take it.
Call it an advance.
What? Seriously?
We're done here.
Thank you, sir.
[gun clicks]
-[Rick] Jer.
-[Jeremy] What's up?
What would you do
if you had all that money?
[Jeremy]
Not move to fuckin' Glencoe.
That's for sure.
Just a bunch of old people.
Now, right now,
my life is the shit,
so I am not worried about that.
This apartment is
the, the shit to you?
Yes, Rick. Think about it.
I can do whatever the fuck
I wanna do now.
Drink, smoke, party, whatever.
-Aren't you renting this place?
-[cocks gun]
-Yeah. Yeah.
I'm, I'm renting it.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-I'm actually glad
you brought that up.
Are you able to put on
for this month or no?
You know what?
Why don't you tell me
what does Rick Malone do...
-Yeah.
-Wakes up billionaire.
What's the first thing
you're doing?
Besides getting the fuck
out of my apartment.
Well, I would live
in Lincoln Park.
[Jeremy]
Mm-hm.
I would dine at restaurants
that they charge $500 a meal.
And I'd give Tanya
the greatest night ever.
-Yeah, okay.
-You know, the people
that go there,
they're, they're living the best
versions of their lives.
They're, they're drinking
bottles of shit
that, that you and me
have never even heard of.
-Oh, really?
-Yeah, I mean,
they figured it out.
They've, they've
conquered this shit.
-They know what they're doing.
-Unlimited money. Unlimited.
And the first thing you do
is get dinner
and a fucking drink?
I mean, it seems like a low bar.
No, that's, that's not
a low bar at all.
That's how you know
you made it.
Really?
-Dude, like--
-Then do it.
Do it, Rick.
I mean, seriously.
Like, I, I would love
to see that.
But the problem is, you got
no fuckin' follow through.
That's why you and Tanya
didn't work out.
You gotta stop starting shit
you can't finish.
Hey, Rick.
[sighs] What, dude?
What do you think
this is gonna be anyway?
-Like, when we're done.
-Uh, I don't know.
I heard something about
a, uh, shed, something.
A shed? Come on.
The guy's a billionaire.
You know, I was thinkin'
like a life-size dollhouse.
[chuckles]
Like, what, for kids?
You'd be surprised.
Rich people
are into some weird shit.
Mr. Malone.
Yeah.
Mr. Drayton would like a word.
[Rick sighs]
[mutters] Son of a bitch.
[classical piano music]
[munching]
[gulping]
What was your name again,
young man?
Uh, Rick Malone, sir.
Richard Malone, huh?
[Rick]
Uh, just Rick is fine, sir.
Mm. A name with promise.
Especially in this town.
Who knows where you'd be in life
with a bad name and all.
[chuckles]
[sniffles]
I don't know
if it's obvious, but...
...I don't have much time left.
Sorry to hear that.
When I'm gone, all this...
...gets passed on to no one.
No children, no grandchildren.
One regret
in a lifetime filled with many.
You a religious man?
Used to be.
I lost it too.
But as my curtain draws
to a close,
I find religion
a refreshing comfort.
The history, the rules.
The loopholes.
Anyway...
...let us get down to it.
If you will eat a meal
off my dead body,
I'll give you everything.
This house, my money,
my investments,
my life's work,
it will all be yours.
[clears throat] Um...
Are, are, are you joking?
Not in the slightest.
[Rick]
Uh...
Uh, no offense,
um, but, no, I, I,
I can't do anything like that.
I won't, I won't do
anything like that.
Why not?
With one meal,
you'll have everything.
You'll never have to worry
about a damn thing ever again,
especially not something
so trivial as bus fare.
I know what you're thinking.
Crazy rich guy that's
just tryin' to get one last jab
at the have-nots
before he kicks it.
But, uh...
...this is a genuine offer.
[Rick sighs]
But why me?
'Cause I've never given
to someone in need.
Which you seem to be.
And you seem like someone
who has the constitution
to deal with the stresses
that come with massive wealth.
Just one meal?
["We Outside" by Frank Bentley
ft. Wav Haven & Anthony Mareo]
-Yeah, we out
-Sorry. Hi.
Getting to the bag, don't stop
Getting to the bag, don't stop
Better catch up
'cause we outside
Look, I ain't skating through
unless they're talkin'
eight figures
Said I dream too big
about to do it way bigger
I'm the boss
when I walk through
straighten up and sit up...
Tanya.
Rick. Hey.
I, I didn't think
that you were gonna be here.
I, I didn't think I was gonna
be here either. [chuckles]
So, what the fuck
have you been up to?
-Livin' the fuckin' dream.
-[laughs]
Yeah, me too, actually.
-All right.
-Yeah.
Uh...
I meant to tell you
this earlier, but I, uh--
Hey, you know,
I always appreciate
having Rick around, you know?
He's always good
for a laugh, right?
You know, I,
I got him this job in Glencoe.
Did you tell her about that?
-No, I didn't get a chance to.
-Why not?
[Jeremy]
Yeah, it's great.
And he's been staying here.
You know, I've been
taking good care of him.
Yeah, well, you two
always were inseparable.
Did you, uh, grab a drink?
Let me get you something.
No, but I think
you owe me a drink, don't you?
-I mean, it's, it's--
-No, he's actually
broke as fuck, so...
Who do you think
got all the bottles? Come on.
I got all types of stuff.
When you see me at the top
know I did it myself
You know we outside
to the lights, come on
[crickets chirping]
[door opens, closes]
Having fun?
Jeremy sure does know
how to entertain.
-Mm.
-It's always good for a laugh.
Yeah. He came back different,
didn't he?
He thinks he's a hero,
serving the greater good.
So why are you here, Rick?
Did you miss the, the party
that's happening
in the middle of my bedroom?
Cute.
I mean, I never really took you
for the guy
that was gonna stick around.
It's like... after the thing
with your mom...
And I, I don't mean
to dredge up old shit.
-It's just...
-[people arguing]
-Jeremy?
-Bro, whoa! Relax! Relax!
This is not...
[talking indistinctly]
Are you kidding me, bro?
Relax! Relax!
-Bro, chill!
-Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Bro. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Chill!
-Bro, get the fuck
off of me, Rick!
-[others] Whoa!
-[Tanya] Hey!
-[Jeremy] Are you kidding me
right now?
After everything I've done
for you, are you serious, Rick?
Get up!
If you got a problem,
you can get the fuck out!
Oh, wait, you can't,
'cause you're sleepin'
on my fuckin' floor!
What, I don't do enough for you?
Get the fuck out of here, dude!
Are you serious?
You ungrateful piece of shit!
[tense music]
[breathing heavily]
[sobbing]
[somber music]
[breathing heavily]
[Rick]
Look, I, I'll do anything.
I'll do a day.
I don't, I don't care.
Look, please.
I'm, I'm struggling.
Please. Not, not even
a couple of hours?
Just, uh, just keep me in mind,
will you?
Yeah.
Yeah, I get it. I get it.
Come on, please.
Look, I, I wouldn't be asking
if I...
[Jeremy coughs softly]
[Rick sighs]
Any takers?
No, nothing.
[dog barking in distance]
Fuck, dude.
It's almost the first
of the month.
Didn't you say you had
something big coming in?
Yeah, I, I thought I did.
Well, I mean, you could...
...uh, help me
move some product.
I'm not gonna give you a big cut
or nothin', you know.
It's my money, but something.
Yeah.
I don't know, Jer.
It's a living, dude.
Yeah, I know.
-[banging on door]
-So...
[dog barking in distance]
Is that for you?
-No.
-[banging continues]
[door opens]
[Jeremy]
Who the fuck are you?
[man]
Here for Richard Malone.
[Jeremy]
Yo, Rick.
You know this guy?
Mr. Malone?
Uh... Rick.
Your presence is requested
this evening, sir.
This is the attire.
I'll be waiting for you
by the car, sir.
"Sir"?
The fuck was that?
[unsettling music]
[car door shuts, engine starts]
[gentle piano music]
So, how did Drayton die?
Can't say.
Enjoy the ride, Mr. Malone.
[crickets chirping]
[Antonette]
Mr. Malone.
[door shuts]
Welcome.
So, when did Drayton pass?
This morning. Please review
the contract thoroughly
as it is legally binding.
In short, what it says
is that in exchange
for eating a meal
off Drayton's corpse,
you become heir
to Drayton's fortune.
But you must consume
every part of the meal.
No crumb can be left.
You'll notice a non-disclosure
agreement is included.
It is important
that no one beyond us
and the employees of the estate
have any knowledge
of this transaction.
These events
must be kept secret.
If you choose
to violate that clause,
you will lose everything.
Do you understand?
[clock ticking]
[unsettling music]
[Rick breathing heavily]
I don't know if I can do this.
Drayton drafted the language
of the contract himself
in your name before he died.
It can't be amended.
-What do you mean?
-If not you,
the estate
would simply liquidate.
I must reiterate that
if you do not eat the meal,
you get nothing.
Consider... if you could just
-find the stomach for it...
-[fly buzzing]
...everything would be yours.
All the cars in the garage.
The black card.
Unlimited funds.
You wanted to buy
an island after this,
you wouldn't be declined.
Or you could go back
to your old life.
Okay.
[Rick shudders]
[crunching]
-[grunts softly]
-[footsteps approaching]
[moans]
[coughs]
[retching]
[slurps]
[exhales]
[Rick breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[fly buzzing]
[coughs]
[groans]
[retches]
[retching]
[plate clatters]
[grunts]
Every last crumb.
[retching]
[coughs]
[retches]
[groans]
[retches, grunts]
[panting]
[retches]
[sobs softly]
[groans softly]
[Antonette]
Drayton requested
you say this aloud.
It is necessary to end the meal.
You must recite it
for the contract to be binding.
"For your peace...
...I take on all sins you carry
and I pawn my own soul."
[coughs]
[groans]
[vomiting, retching]
[unsettling music]
[sighs]
[panting]
[distorted growling]
[screaming]
[birds chirping]
God damn.
[door creaks]
[clattering in distance]
[indistinct chatter in distance]
[foreboding music]
[dramatic sinister sting]
Hey!
Whoa.
Apologies.
-Mr. Malone...
-[exhales]
...you're up
earlier than expected,
especially after such an ordeal.
I'm sure you're eager
to explore the grounds in full.
Serving staff is under
explicit instructions
never to make eye contact.
I assure you
it won't happen again.
It's fine.
It must not have sunk in yet.
What?
This.
All of this. It's yours.
You could fire
the whole lot of them
and start afresh
if you so desired.
Do you want to?
Uh...
...uh, no.
And what is it you want to do?
[Rick]
Um...
-I don't know.
-Hm.
Might I suggest we start
by outfitting your new home
to suit your personal style?
Starting with
the bedroom, perhaps?
Yeah, sure.
Um...
Look, this has
just all been kind of--
Overwhelming. I understand.
I'll sort out the details.
And do you think, at,
at some point, I could pick up
the rest of my stuff?
[clicks tongue] Oh, I'm sure
we could have it couriered
over to you without issue.
Oh, uh, no.
I, I mean, I-- Couldn't I
just take one of the cars?
You'll learn quickly that
the rich don't drive themselves.
Unless it's for entertainment.
That reminds me.
This is yours.
No limit.
Why not take it out
for a spend?
Help you find something
you want to do.
You could buy a lot
of somethings with that.
[dog barking in distance]
[inhales]
[techno music playing on TV]
[man, woman moaning on TV]
[door opens and shuts]
[footsteps approaching]
Jesus Christ, dude.
-You know
I could have shot you, right?
-[scoffs]
I don't mean to, uh,
intrude on your me time.
So, you gonna tell me
what all that
James Bond shit was about?
Remember the gig
I told you about?
-Came through.
-Yeah, no shit,
the gig came through.
What are you, like,
a high-end call girl?
They set me up
in a, a small place
for the time bein', and, um...
[zipping bag] Look, man, um...
...I appreciate you letting me,
-you know, crash and everything.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, whatever.
-I, uh...
[Rick]
I'm just-- I'm trying to--
Like, trying?
Looks like you're doin'
a lot more than trying. [sighs]
Keep it.
I'll be fine.
So you wanna chill?
Grab a drink?
I mean, we could, uh...
I can't, dude. I can't.
That's fine. You know?
Yeah, that's fine, 'cause,
um, I'm sure you got a lot
of adjusting to do still, so...
Yeah. Take care, man.
Be safe.
[dog barking in distance]
[Tanya]
Rick?
What the fuck is this?
Please tell me you, like,
won the lotto or something.
[chuckles]
Yeah. Uh...
No, it's...
...it's actually better.
Come on.
Be straight with me.
This isn't some, like,
you and Jeremy bullshit, is it?
No. It's, it's legit.
Tanya, I'm...
...I'm back to bein' the Rick
that you used to know.
I'm even better now.
No, it's...
You sure you're all good?
Yeah.
I'm, I'm great.
In fact, what do you say,
you and me go get drinks,
just like old times?
-On me.
-Um...
Come on.
I, I can't.
Look, I, I gotta go.
Jeremy's waiting on me.
[footsteps receding]
[dog barking in distance]
[siren wailing]
[techno music playing]
[indistinct chatter
in background]
[bartender]
Hey. How's it goin'?
[Rick]
Could I just get,
like, a bottle of somethin'?
Uh, we've got
a great wine selection.
Um, I was,
I was actually thinkin'
about some whiskey.
What are you in the mood for?
You have, have anything
that's, that's... not for sale?
Well, I have
a bottle of Macallan 64,
if you're in a Scottish mood.
And I have a Yamazaki 55,
if you feel like visiting Japan.
How much?
If you have to ask.
Hey, pal.
I know what you'll love.
Uh, sure.
Always, always up
for a, a recommendation.
[glass clinks]
[man laughing]
I'll take, um...
I'll take two
of those Macallans.
One for me
and then one for the gentleman.
[bartender]
You're serious?
Yes, sir.
I'll be right back.
[slurps]
[gulping]
[bottle thuds]
[slurps]
[sinister music]
[wind whooshing]
[voice whispering faintly]
[screams]
Why did you do this to me?
[screaming]
[coughing]
Anton!
-Did you drug me?
-I beg your pardon?
The food I had. The, the food
that I ate, was it drugged?
-Not in the least.
-I saw this woman. This,
this soaking wet dead woman,
and, and, and she took me--
Calm down.
[Rick panting]
Something changed.
[breathing heavily]
What's happening to me?
I don't think
I understand your meaning.
What was that thing I had to
read at the end of the meal?
Something Drayton found.
Where is it?
"For your peace,
I take on all sins you carry
and I pawn my own soul."
Is that what I did?
Is that even possible?
After Drayton knew he was dying,
he became consumed with
unorthodox religious customs.
His conscience
was a burden to him,
and he was looking
for a way to escape
what he believed to be his fate.
What fate?
Hell.
No sins, no hell.
It's quite a superstition.
He rarely put that down.
"In England and Wales,
in the 1700s and 1800s,
when someone
in the village died,
the family would hire a peasant,
typically someone,
typically someone in need,
to eat a meal
off the deceased's corpse.
In doing this,
they would take on the sins
of that person and ca--
and carry them until they died."
[breathes heavily]
Is that what I did?
Am...
...am I a sin eater?
That is the ritual
Drayton had you do.
[whispers] What the fuck?
What the fuck?
[in normal voice]
I actually ate his sins?
What, what does that even mean?
What Drayton may
or may not have believed
does not change a simple truth.
You inherited this, all of this,
for a price.
Extreme wealth carries a burden.
-This is the one
you signed up for.
-[breathing heavily]
No.
No, no, no. I gotta fix this.
I gotta fix this.
You, you don't understand.
She, she tried to kill me!
Mr. Malone.
I need you to take me somewhere.
I don't think that's wise.
[Rick bangs on car door]
Come on, man. I, I--
I know this is overwhelming,
but we must remain levelheaded.
Now, let's go back inside
-and work this out together.
-[car door shuts]
[engine revving]
[Eli]
What happened?
Father, I, I think I sinned.
I don't know.
I, I need you to help me.
So you're seeking absolution?
Yeah. I guess.
When's the last time
you visited your mother?
-It's not about that.
Please-- Look. Please.
-Hey. Hey.
-It wasn't your fault.
She was very sick.
-Father, I know that. Father.
-You couldn't have known
what she would've done...
-Father, please. This is not...
-about her, Father.
-...with that gun.
This is not about my mom.
Can you just
take my confession or no?
Okay, Rick.
Okay.
The Father, the Son,
Holy Spirit.
Amen.
Do you remember
how long it's been
since your last confession?
[Rick]
No.
And what sins
have you come to confess?
Uh... [sighs]
Hey, it's okay. Take your time.
No, it's, it's not that.
It's, it's not that I,
I don't know what to say.
It's that I don't even know
what they are, Father.
-H-- how do you mean?
-I--
Look, can't, can't you,
can't you just give me
some type of general absolution
like you were saying?
-Please.
-Rick, you... [sighs]
You can't buy your way out.
Confession is about
askin' to be forgiven
for something wrong
that you did knowingly.
I can't forgive you
for something
if you won't admit to
what you did in the first place.
I gotta go.
I gotta go.
Rick!
It's good to see you, Father.
[intense music]
Anton!
Hello?
Anton!
Anyone seen Anton?
Come on, I just need some help.
You guys gotta know
everything about this house.
You know anything?
You know anything about,
about Drayton hurting somebody?
A woman? A red-haired woman?
You know anything?
You know anything about that?
Anything at all?
I'm sure there's work elsewhere.
Out of everyone here,
you gotta know something
about what happened.
What is it exactly
you'd like to know?
Everything. Everything.
I wanna know everything.
I wanna know who that
woman is, and I wanna know,
I wanna know
what Drayton did to her.
[clock ticking]
You like this job?
It's my life.
Sure. Right.
Well, I'd suggest,
if you wanna keep this job,
you should tell me
everything I wanna know.
[case beeps]
Coroner's report. Photos.
Interviews taken
by the Chicago police.
And... Drayton's
recorded statement.
I'll leave you to it.
[footsteps recede]
[George on tape]
I already told you .
She's everything to me.
[detective on tape]
Mr. Drayton, we know the truth,
and you know it too.
Your wife was having an affair.
-[George] No, no.
-[detective] George. George.
Can I call you George?
Look, I get it.
[chuckling]
Hell, I'd be angry too
if my wife was having an affair.
We, we all lose
our temper sometimes.
[George]
You think I could do that?
[detective]
You said you were angry.
And these photos
definitely look like someone
who's very, very angry, George.
[George]
God, no. I--
[detective]
George, we know it was you.
Do the right thing.
Just be a man.
[George]
Susan, I can't--
-Oh, Jesus, help me.
-[detective] Look at them,
George.
You wrapped your hands
around her neck
-and you squeezed
until her throat cracked.
-[George] No!
[detective]
She couldn't breathe.
[George]
Oh, Susan!
It wasn't her. Not Susan.
[detective]
Look, this will all be over.
Just admit it.
-Just admit.
That's all it takes.
-[George] I didn't. I--
[detective]
Just admit it, you sick fuck!
[George wailing]
No, I didn't do it!
I'm not talkin' to you!
I need a lawyer or somethin'!
I didn't-- I need a law--
Get me a lawyer!
I didn't do it!
[George sobbing]
And then he...
...he...
I grabbed on to her neck.
I choked her...
...until I heard
her, her neck crack.
[Rick shudders]
And I dumped her body
in the lake.
Rick.
I mean...
...what did this woman
ever do to you
that you'd commit
such a... unspeakable act?
[Rick panting]
I don't know, Father.
I don't know.
All I know is that I'm sorry.
And I'd do anything
to take it back.
Please. Please, Father.
Please, Father. Please.
God...
...the Father of mercies,
through the death
and resurrection of His Son,
has reconciled the world
to Himself...
[choking]
[Eli]
...and has sent
the Holy Spirit among us
for the forgiveness of sinners.
Through the ministry
of the Church...
[continues choking]
...may God give you
pardon and peace.
And I absolve you
from your sins.
-[coughing]
-[Eli] In the name
of the Father,
and of the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit.
[panting]
Go forth... and sin no more.
Father.
[sighs] Thank you.
Thank you, Father.
Thank you. Thank you. Seriously.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you, Father.
[chuckles, coughs]
["Monk" by Honey]
I am alone
For you, for you
I am alone
For you, for you
You
For you
Everything I do
I do it for you
Everything I do
I do it for you
Yes, I'm alone...
[phone ringing]
I'm alone
I'm alone...
-Hey.
-Rick.
Hey.
Uh, i-- is this a good time?
It's a great time.
I was just thinkin' about you.
Have you talked
to Jeremy lately?
Jeremy?
Um, he's,
he's acting
really paranoid lately.
Something feels off,
but he won't talk to me.
Maybe he'll listen to you.
I think he might be in trouble.
[Rick sighs]
Rick, please.
He needs you right now.
I do too. And you might not
wanna see him or me.
I, I should have
been there for you,
and I wasn't.
[Rick sighing]
I don't know.
Just, just swing by. And
remember, you promised me
a drink?
All right.
We'll talk.
-Rick, wait--
-[disconnects]
[thunder rumbles]
[water running]
[footsteps approach]
[slurps]
[sinister music]
[sighs]
[thuds]
[ominous music]
[music builds]
[man panting, sobbing]
[growling]
[Rick panting]
[groans]
[panting]
Anton!
Anton!
[wheezing nearby]
[rasping]
[whimpering]
[gasps]
You were calling for me.
I apologize. I--
[panting]
[Antonette]
Amassing a real estate empire
such as this from scratch
is not impossible,
but highly improbable
from someone of his background.
Drayton was not born
to any real means.
And?
Drayton himself
was a sin eater.
Well...
-What?
-It's how he made the money
to get started.
People who are desperate enough
to employ a sin eater
have usually themselves done
terrible, unthinkable things.
So you're sayin'
I could, I could be...
...carrying around even more...
...what, murders, rapes...
...who knows what other
fucked up shit now?
It is as if you had
done them yourself.
Whatever is left over,
call them what you will,
be it ghosts or energies
of the victims,
they will not let
their murderers or rapists rest.
They'll torment you
as long as you carry the burden.
And it is quite a burden.
Drayton became overwrought...
...afraid, reclusive
as the years dragged on.
He saw the same things you did.
And it caught up with him.
The sins killed Drayton?
No.
He took his own life.
I imagine he knew
he could do that with impunity,
knowing you would take the sin
of suicide off his plate.
So what am I supposed to do?
How, how can I get rid
of the sins that,
that I don't even know
anything about?
It's impossible.
You must do what Drayton did,
what every sin eater
before him has done,
and learn to live with it.
No.
I can't.
The rules are very specific.
In order to get rid of the sins,
you must die
and pass them along.
So, you could do that
or you could die
with the sins on your head...
...likely be tortured
for all eternity.
My advice, as a friend...
...enjoy the wealth.
Live and spend
as much as you can.
And in the meantime...
[pills rattling]
...maybe these will help.
Anything you need,
anything that could
help with the pain,
I can find.
[sighs]
No. No.
-[chair scrapes]
-You can't help me.
[footsteps receding]
[door rattling]
Father? Father Eli?
[pounding on door]
Father Eli, come on.
She's all shut
for the night, kid.
No. No, please. Please.
You're the only person I got.
Rick.
[Rick]
Please.
Please let me in. Please.
[rattles door]
[bangs on door]
-Go home, kid.
-Please, come on.
Sleep it off.
Come on, Father.
Please! Please!
[Rick breathing heavily]
I knew you never cared about me!
I knew it!
You never fucking cared!
[panting]
[door rattles]
[unsettling music]
[panting]
[gulping]
[exhales, heaves]
[screams]
[sighs]
[man wheezing]
[gasps]
[breathes heavily]
[groans]
[dramatic sinister sting]
[breathing heavily]
[ominous music building]
[screaming]
[choking]
[Antonette]
No!
[warbling]
[gentle piano music]
[exhales]
[faint singing]
[woman]
Rick?
-Is that you?
-[Rick] Mom?
[echoing] Mom?
Mom.
[Mom]
I'm here.
Mom?
[Mom]
I'm right here.
My boy.
[Dr. Kildare]
Can you hear me now, Mr. Malone?
Come on back to us
if you please.
[Rick breathes deeply]
Did I...
...did I die?
For the briefest
of moments, yes.
You did flatline.
But we pulled you through.
Thank you, Dr. Kildare,
for your help
and your continued discretion.
As always.
Happy to be of service.
Call any time.
For anything.
-[footsteps receding]
-[Rick breathes deeply]
You said the, the only way
to get rid of the sins is...
...to die.
Pass them along, right?
Essentially, yes.
[Rick sighs]
I wanna try something.
[hissing]
[Antonette]
I've never been one
to trust a loophole.
They tend to leave you
broken-hearted.
But... this, this could work.
[Rick sighs]
I'm sure Drayton
never thought of it.
[Rick]
So you'll help me?
Of course.
I follow and serve the wealth
of the estate wherever it goes,
and no matter
whom it belongs to.
It's all I have.
And the thought
of giving it up...
But this is about you.
Are you sure
you're willing
to let all this go?
Absolutely.
-[woman whimpering]
-Do you have someone in mind
you'd like to give it to?
No. Shit.
[gulps]
Would you take it?
You could stop serving,
and you could f-- finally have
some, some... control.
[smacks lips]
I'm afraid my contract
doesn't allow for it.
So, that's it, then?
It just comes down to me?
Or someone like me?
I can't do it.
Your former roommate
and co-worker
was an odd choice
to keep in company
as long as you did.
Jeremy?
No.
No, I, I've known him
my whole life.
And whatever big,
big game he talks, it's...
-No, he, he can't.
-What I mean to say is
someone so desperate to believe
in his own lies about himself
that he would resort
to theft and violence...
Not him.
-[woman crying]
-[dramatic sinister sting]
A former soldier
could carry the burden.
[woman continues crying]
[sinister music]
Trust me...
...he can't.
He can't.
[woman continues sobbing]
[phone ringing]
-Hey.
-[Jeremy] Thank God.
Where the fuck have you been?
I'm in serious shit, man.
Like, I fucked up
with these guys.
They're gonna
hurt me, man. They...
I need some cash, okay?
Just-- Can you please
help me? Please!
-You know I'm good for it.
-Jer, man, I don't know.
Please, Rick!
I need your fucking help, man!
I'm, I'm scared, man.
These, these guys
scare the shit out of me, man!
Please, I'll pay you back
in a week. I promise.
- Okay, okay.
-Jesus Christ.
You're a fuckin' savior.
How much do you need?
[sighs]
[breathing heavily]
[car door opens, closes]
[driver]
Everything all right, sir?
-[dramatic sinister sting]
-[man panting]
Drive fast.
[man wheezing]
[driver] Mr. Malone,
would you like me
to accompany you?
[Rick]
Just guard the door.
[door creaks]
Hey, Jeremy?
Jeremy?
[glass crunching]
[unsettling music]
[gunfire on TV]
[TV turns off]
[breathing heavily]
[man]
Help.
[man gasping]
Okay.
Help.
-[gasps]
-Help.
[distorted] Help.
-[Tanya] Hey. It's okay.
-[normal] Help.
-Help!
-[gunshot]
[gasping]
[gun clatters]
[Tanya whimpers]
No, no.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
-[Tanya continues gasping]
-No, no.
-Please, please.
-[driver] Sir!
We can't be here.
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
This will all be taken care of.
Just make it stop.
I just want it to stop.
Then you know
what needs to be done.
[clock ticking]
Please sit.
Tanya's dead.
[inhales]
I tried.
I, I begged them for extra time.
And they said fine.
So I called you.
They fucking broke into my house
and they shot her.
Shouldn't,
shouldn't have happened.
If I was there, it wouldn't
have fucking happened.
I should have been there.
I, I should have did something.
That is a terrible burden
to carry.
I, I just don't know
what I'm gonna do.
So...
[clears throat] ...so I'm done.
I'm, I'm done.
I'm not going back.
I was thinking maybe
you could give me a job,
you know.
I can, I can help you
with whatever. Anything.
Please.
Mr. Malone
would like to make you an offer.
Yeah. Yeah, anything, brother.
You...
-Please.
-He would like you
to be his sin eater.
You eat a meal
off his dead body,
every last crumb,
and he will give you everything.
What?
The house, the cars,
the money. All of it.
Are you dying or some shit?
[Antonette]
No.
Mr. Malone finds that
this life does not suit him.
Someone with your background,
a man of the military,
is perhaps a better fit
for the stresses of wealth.
Oh.
Everything?
[breathing heavily]
[heart monitor beeping]
[tense music]
It's going to work.
It's the best option we have.
The most I can allow
is four minutes.
That will be pushing it.
But it should
give your friend enough time
to finish eating the meal.
Jesus Christ.
This ritual must be kept secret.
If you choose
to violate this clause,
you will lose everything.
I understand.
[Dr. Kildare]
Are you ready?
[beeping fading]
[heart monitor flatlining]
[breathing heavily]
[woman screams in distance]
[screaming continues]
[breathing heavily]
[boy]
Help, help. Help.
[man 1 wheezing]
[woman 1 sobbing]
[man 2]
Help.
Help.
[man 3 wailing]
[woman 2]
Rick?
Mom?
[Mom]
I'm right here.
[Tanya]
Rick.
Rick.
[voices whispering indistinctly]
[gunshot]
[gentle piano music]
[gun clatters]
[Rick]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
[both sobbing]
-[all growling]
-[Rick screams]
Mom, I'm sorry!
[distorted] Mom, I'm sorry!
[Rick]
Mom?
I'm sorry!
[fires]
[uneasy music]
[voices whispering indistinctly]
[breathing heavily]
[shushes]
[gentle piano music]
I'm here.
My boy.
[clock ticking]
Did I die?
He finished the meal
in its entirety.
And the prayer.
He's already begun
giving orders.
It's as if he was born to it.
As for the other sins...
...do you see
anyone else skulking around?
[tense music]
[sighs]
Jeremy has already
begun enjoying his new life.
I hope you will do the same.
[gentle music]
[man talking indistinctly]
All right, that's lunch!
[unsettling music]
[voice wailing]
[gasps]
[screams]
[clock ticking]
[clock ticking in background]
[suspenseful music]
[Jeremy screaming]
[Jeremy panting]
[screaming continues]
[munching]
[clock continues ticking]
[Tanya whimpers]
[clock stops ticking]
[ominous music]