Off Ramp (2023) Movie Script
1
[bright music]
[Cairo Pictures theme]
[Transversal Productions theme]
[clicking]
[pulsing hum]
[click, whirring]
[man's voice]
What is a Juggalo?
Is a Juggalo a diehard superfan
of Insane Clown Posse,
greatest duo in
horrorcore rap music?
Sure.
But that's just the tip
of the fuckin' iceberg.
We freaks, weirdos, outlaws,
derelicts, outcasts,
unwanted, unloved, forgotten.
We are Juggalos.
And we are family.
Our hearts are covered
in clown paint, y'all.
And that shit ain't
never washin' off.
[car trunk door slams]
[man 2] Mr. Macintosh,
today's the day.
I don't wanna see
you back here, okay?
[gate shuts]
[taps rhythmically]
[keys jangling]
Oh shit. What up, Faith?
I'm feelin' that beat, Trey.
You ready?
[Trey] Fuckin' A, homie.
Been ready.
[Trey's voice]
Powers that be never gave
a chance to people like us.
We scary to them.
America: land of the greed.
Home of the sheep.
[Faith] One wine-flavored
Black & Mild.
One novelty necklace.
Yeah, that's my shit.
[Faith] Sign here.
[Trey's voice]
Why do Juggalos
paint our faces like clowns?
Maybe it's to mock
society's mask.
I ain't never
wearin' orange again.
It's a bullshit color anyway.
I want a copy of your
Diabolical Deadbeats demo.
The name sounds dumb as shit
when I hear it out loud.
Damn.
Well, I still wanna hear it.
Thanks for
lookin' out for me, Faith.
[Faith]
Ninjas gotta stick together.
Stay gold, Trey.
[Trey] Whoop, whoop.
[Faith] Whoop, whoop.
[melancholy accordion theme]
[gate shuts]
[panting]
[Trey's voice]
The Gathering of the Juggalos
is our Shangri-La.
For one weekend a year
we can let go,
live among our own,
and get fucked up proper.
But the rest of
the year, we gotta survive
among the society
that rejects us.
[hip-hop music plays]
I'm like, what the fuck
Don't know what the fuck
Walkin' what the fuck
Homie, what the fuck
I'm like, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
Write my name in blood
One fucka-sippi,
two fucka-sippi,
three fucka-sippi.
Don't know what the fuck
Walkin' what the fuck
Homie, what the fuck
I'm like, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
I don't give a fuck
Never gave a fuck
Walkin' what the fuck
Lookin' like a
What the fuck
See me, they like,
What the fuck
Fuck, I'm a walkin'
What the fuck
That boy mad as fuck
Hey bitch, wanna fuck
I'm like yuh, uh, uh
Fuck my body up
Every day, I'm stuck
I'm like, what the fuck
[Trey's voice]
You cut me?
I bleed clown paint.
Whoop, whoop.
[Silas singing]
Down in the willow garden
Where me and my love
Did meet
Okay, Meemaw, [sniffs]
time to make haste
with the waste.
What you wanna eat for dinner?
We got... Beef Garden Vegetable
or Chicken Itty-bitty Noodle.
Chicken?
A dignified choice, madame.
[sniffs]
Yum yum!
[rapping]
Itty-bitty chicken titty
It's like
The Secret Life of
Walter Mitty
Zoom, zoom
Here comes the plane
9/11 in your mouth
Bringin' the pain
[cuckoo clock whistles, chimes]
All right, Meemaw. I'm out.
Janice gonna come over
in, like, a hour.
Make sure you're not
fucked up and shit, okay?
Love you, Meemaw.
[Trey's voice]
We hustlers
with hearts of gold.
We down-ass homies.
We down with the clown
'til we dead in the ground.
[melancholy accordion
and violin theme]
-[buzzer]
-[door opens]
Show me your butthole!
-Whoop, whoop!
-[Silas] Whoop, whoop!
[Silas rapping]
Finally free
From the shackles
Toxic Trey is a witch
Who cackles
When I'm hungry,
I eat Krackles
This joint right here
We attackles
Put that shit away!
Don't be such
a wet fart, come here.
Fuck is wrong with you, man?
You complete me.
Missed you, homie.
Are you getting hard right now?
Get the fuck off me!
Where are my keys at?
I took good care of her for you.
Uh-huh.
[Silas] Oh, shit!
[soothing piano melody]
[birds chirping]
[Trey's voice]
We are down with the clown
'til we dead in the ground.
[Silas]
Hot box that grave, big bro.
-From ashes
-[both] ... to smashes.
I could really use some
advice right now, Mike.
You could ask me for advice.
You ain't got the sense
your brother did, ninja.
I do... prefer nonsense.
Listen, homie...
I don't think I
should go this year.
Ninja, what!?
You got no idea what
it's like in there, man.
I'm on my third
fuckin' strike now.
Mike, I am sorry
you gotta listen to
this juffalo talk like this.
I gotta grow up, dude.
Be a real fuckin' man.
What about your Juggalo fam?
Scottie D, Jimmy Soda, Mankini?
Butthole Ben?
You wanna disappoint
Butthole Ben?
I mean, no, I love Butthole Ben.
Well, this shit
you're talkin' right now
is very fuckin' stale.
I can't keep wildin' out
like we're kids, Silas.
That's what got me locked up
in the first fuckin' place.
Homie, I know I'm the
reason you got locked up.
And...
I'm mad bummed about that.
That frat boy had it comin'.
[Silas]
But I ain't even thought
I would ever hear you say
this shit.
Trey, you know the Gathering
is the only place I feel
comfortable being myself.
It's where we belong.
If I go, it's gotta
be different this year.
No stealin' golf carts.
No tippin' over porta-potties.
No trickin' ninjas into
picking up poop dollars.
No butt chugging.
Butt chugging ain't illegal!
Si, I'm fuckin' serious, man.
You gotta promise to
not fuck my shit up.
Promise me.
The carnival provides.
[car engine starts]
[hip-hop music plays over radio]
Bounce
Let's take these
motherfuckers For a ride
Hit my first lick (Lick)
You ain't been through
That shit, no
Jumped my ass in school,
The next day, I got it lit
They was in class
Wondering if Imma snitch (No)
I was in they house laughing
Stealing all they shit, bro
All the locs told me
How to handle that shit
Caught them slippin'
Later on
And put they teeth
Through they lip
Hit my second lick (Huh)
That shit was a trip
(It was)
Shot him in his hip
He was pukin' on this bitch
(Boom boom!)
Ran off with that sack
And made
that motherfucker flip
You ain't been
Through that shit (Yo)
You ain't been
Through that shit (No)
Rob they ass again
If they come back
And try to trip
You ain't been through
That shit (No)
Ran off with that sack and
Made that motherfucker flip
You ain't been through
That shit (No)
Came up out that gutter,
I'mma rep it 'til I RIP
You ain't been
Through that shit (No)
You ain't have to
Do that shit, huh
Fronted somebody a pack
Then have to rob 'em when
They don't come back, huh
You ain't been
Through all that, huh
I heard 'em,
You been livin' fat, huh
You've been given everything
You have, motherfucka
You ain't never had to
Struggle for a rack, no
Ask 'em 'bout them unsolved
Cases out in Spring Valley
Ask 'em 'bout that
Dirty little white boy
Up out da alley
Ask 'em 'bout that
Motherfucking mother...
[Silas]
Yo, why you take the off-ramp?
[Trey]
Why take the same old road?
Trying to turn over a new leaf
and shit, remember?
[Silas]
Yeah, but Pearlington sucks ass.
[Trey]
Yeah, well, someone forgot
to fill up the wagon
and I want to eat something
that ain't fuckin' prison food.
[Silas]
You know Scarecrow
live out here, right?
Dude practically
runs this joint.
I do not wanna see that psycho.
We'll make it quick, yeah?
Aight.
[Trey]
Yo, you got any gas money?
Fuckin' totally assed out.
[Silas] Don't worry about it.
I've been sellin' my roids
to this gay bodybuilders
and I cashed Meemaw's Social
Security check, so we good.
Meemaw! Fuck, I miss her, man.
She doin' aight?
I mean she's a vegetable.
She fine, she's just
like a poop machine, you know?
Still gonna take butthole pics
for her though, right?
She ain't dead yet!
[melancholy accordion theme]
[Trey's voice]
Juggalo family just hits
different than blood family.
[birds cawing]
A lot of us ain't
welcome with our own kin.
But our Juggalo family?
That shit.
That shit is unconditional.
[pants]
-Thanks!
-Don't forget
the Rockin' Raspberry.
No, I won't.
Also the Passion Fruit Pear.
What am I, an asshole?
Jesus...
Also the Sun Surge!
Think I never bought
Juggalo Juice before, goddamn!
Fuckin' goofus.
[birds chirping]
[Trey] Oh, what, what?
[doorbell chimes]
[country music on sound system]
Sup?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Shit...
Ooh!
Oh, uh, give me a Blind Pelican
and 10 bucks on
pump one, old timer.
That's a lot of sodie pop.
It ain't just soda, homie.
That's Juggalo fuel.
You, uh, make a lot of money in
that line of work, do you, son?
Not "gigolo", man, "Juggalo."
-You know Insane Clown Posse?
-[man] Uh-huh.
We're on our way to
Ohio for the Gathering.
The Gathering of the Juggalos.
Kind of a music festival.
More like a fuckin'
religious pilgrimage.
The only posse I know in Ohio
wouldn't take too
kindly to no gigolos.
Guess you ain't down
with the clown, then, huh?
I loathe clowns.
They scare me.
On my ninth birthday party...
I caught a clown...
having sexual relations
with my momma.
[softly] What the fuck?
[man] I still can't eat
salt water taffy.
Yeah, fuck Taffy.
I gotta split, man.
Keep the change, amigo.
Son...
never trust a painted face.
Shit,
I only trust a painted face.
-Ring-a-ding!
-[dings bell]
[melancholy piano theme]
[Trey's voice]
At the Gathering,
you will hear
complete strangers tellin'
each other "I love you."
They may have never met.
But, if you're a Juggalo,
then you're fuckin' family.
[Trey]
All right, man, so I've got
a serious question for you.
When are you gonna play me
that finished fuckin' demo?
Oh, shit!
Homie, I thought
you'd never ask!
Let's get that shit going, man.
Hear that fresh Diabolical.
Uh, hair follicle
Dick popsicle, uh
Yeah, bitch.
[Trey]
That say dick pics for days?
[Silas] Yeah.
[Trey] You fucked up.
-Listen up.
-[Silas] Yeah?
[ghostly, creepy intro]
Pork'em in the butt
Pull out my hatchet
Cut off the chicken's nuts
Throw'em up
And then you catch it
[laughing]
Oh man, fuckin' dope
how you distorted
those vocals there?
And that flow, man? Fuck.
I'm a clown
From the wrong side of town
You belong on
The tilt-a-whirl
Spinning around
I'm a clown
From the wrong side of town
You belong on
The tilt-a-whirl
Spinning around
We bring that murder flavor
Like the regulators
Eatin' Now and Laters
While we chop up
Your neighbors
I'm a clown
From the wrong side of town
You belong on
The tilt-a-whirl
Spinning around
[Trey] Damn, homie!
You put in work while
I was in the big house, huh?
Shit sound fucking good!
Thank you, homie.
Fuckin' fresh, no doubt.
You know what's
not fresh, though?
"Diabolical Deadbeats."
We need something
fresh to death.
We need a angle, like
them old wrestlers had.
And I need some
street cred, yo, because
you about to be jugga-famous,
but I ain't shit.
[Trey] Aight, Copernicus,
where you gonna find
street cred?
Oh, you don't find it.
It finds fuckin' you.
[Trey's voice]
Juggalo fam is ride or die.
No matter what
kind of shit goes down.
I been baptized in soda pop.
[Trey] It's gonna be called
Toxic Trey's Ice Cream Posse.
And it's gonna be
custom Juggalo ice cream.
Hm?
Hey, you wanna try some of this
Colonel Silas' Secret Recipe?
Bro, you get caught with
that shit, I'm fuckin' bailin'.
Did you hear anything
I fuckin' said?
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
Don't mock my cream dream, man.
[Silas]
Homie, what you want from me?
I'm out here
trying to be a rap god
and you, you wanna
hang it all up
to be like the goddamn
Good Humor homie?
[Trey] I just thought
I'd tell you, man.
After the Gathering?
Converting the Hatchet Wagon
to an ice cream truck.
Already made
the down payment, so...
Fuck my hairy butthole,
you're serious.
[Trey] Mm-hmm.
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
Yeah, this Silasshole.
Oh, we are on our way.
Are you serious?
Oh yeah. No, that'd be...
Uh, we ain't got a name yet.
Uh, TBD. Is that like ICP?
Oh, okay. Sound check.
Saturday?
Yo, there ain't nothin' that
can keep us from being there!
Thank you, fam.
No, thank the fuck you.
Much clown love!
[hang-up beep]
Whoop, whoop!
[Trey] The fuck was that?
Ah, just a little someone
from the Gathering.
[Trey] What!?
They had a cancellation.
We're gonna perform, mothafucka,
on the Clown Drip Stage
at the Gathering on Saturday.
What the fuck are
you talkin' about?
[Silas] I submitted our demo
and now we are performing.
The carnival provides, Trey.
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck!
Wait, yo, yo...
You don't rap in public, though.
I've seen you.
You fuckin' choke like a joke.
Not no more, man.
I've been practicing.
[Trey]
Believe that when I see it.
Well, believe this ninja.
Mm!
Si, what the fuck?
Yo, 'scuse me!
[clears throat]
[Trey, under breath]
Si, what the fuck?
Yo, uh, uh, check it
I'm doin' blow off
These breasts
Ain't tryin' hard
To impress
'Cause my rhymes turn out
The blinds like hollow points
To your chest
This guy's got a mullet
Beer in my gullet
Small-town diner,
Ain't nothin' finer
'Cept maybe you, babe
Can I ask your age?
[Silas laughs]
When Toxic Trey is
In the zone
He'll drive a truck
Through your home
Give nightmares to
Your kids
Til they're well
Fuckin grown
So who in here wanna step
Uh
Come on
Test the fuckin' rep
I'll dissolve your balls
In the fire
'Til there ain't nothin' left
Uh
Yeah!
[laughter]
Did you want me to,
uh, box that up?
Man, I didn't
even finish my bird!
This is a family establishment.
Suck my dick, you
mark-ass buster!
Everything was
delicious, thank you.
Yo!
Fuckin' proud of you, man.
You got mad huevos!
-Let's go, ninja!
-Whoa!
[echoes] Fuck!
Motherfucker! Look at
my fucking shirt, man.
Oh, sorry--
Don't fuckin'
touch me, you freak.
Oh shit.
Milkshake's fuckin' garbage now.
Well, I said I'm
fuckin' sorry, didn't I?
You're gonna regret running
into me, you fuckin' mutt.
What the fuck did you call me?
You wanna get physical, huh?
Let's fucking go, huh? Huh?
No, no, no...
It's, it's cool.
My brother didn't mean nothin'.
He's just a floob.
Yo, that's the fuckin' law, man.
Let's make like
a tree and get the fuck.
My bad, bro.
[Silas] That's right,
be respectful of the gentleman
and his expensive shirt.
[spits]
[imaginary gun cocks, fires]
[music]
The fuck...
[starts van]
Man...
I will always hate fucking cops.
It's like a law of the universe.
Glad you checked me, homie.
About to fuck that chicken up!
I got you, fam.
-[woman shouting]
-What the fuck?
-[woman] Stop!
-[man] [indistinct]
Help! Help!
-[Silas] Go, go, go!
-Eat your
fuckin' chicken fingers
[tires screeching]
[phone dialing]
Where you at?
[Trey]
What the fuck was that?
Should we do something?
[Silas]
Dude, we ridin' so dirty,
we're Pigpen!
You want to go to
fucking jail again?
I mean, when you
put it like that...
Look, let's just
play another track,
forget this shit.
This one's called Clown Sex.
[Trey laughs] Okay!
Okay.
Ooh!
Damn, homie,
this beat is mad sexual!
Uh!
[sexy beat]
I tell you a year in lockup,
shit will make you horny
as fuck.
Shit's all backed up.
I feel like fuckin'
superglue with no lid,
know what I mean?
Hey, but now you
all jugga-famous
'cause of that shit
with Scarecrow,
it's gonna be mad easy for you
to get the skins
at the Gathering.
Bro, at this point?
You put a pair of fake tits
up on the telephone pole,
I'mma go Woody Woodpecker
on that bitch.
[imitates a woodpecker pecking]
There ain't nothin'
better than some sweaty,
stinky fuckin' tent
sex at the Gathering.
Tent sex at the Gathering
Uh, smell like that shit mud
from the Gathering of the
Mudalos.
Remember that shit?
What was the name of the
Jugalette you smashed that year?
[Silas] Ah, Psychosis, bro!
[Trey, laughing]
Yeah, Psychosis!
[Silas]
Yo, she was wifey material,
though. For real.
Man, that year fuckin' sucked.
[Silas]
I don't know about all that.
It did smell like
the devil's anus.
But I smashed and I made enough
cheddar to get my surgery,
so silver linings playbook.
[Trey] Only a true
wicked clown like you
would let ninjas staple
money all over their body.
Shit, man, I'd do it again!
And I made bank when
I convinced those juffalos
that I could get Deviant Dan to
cut his nipples off.
-That was you?
-[Silas] Well, here's the thing.
He was plannin' on
doing it already, so...
easy money!
[chuckles]
[Trey]
Oh, earnin' and burnin'!
Carnival provides, yo.
[music continues]
[Trey's voice]
The Gathering.
It's like adult summer camp
where all the counselors
huff nitrous.
Lifelong friends are made.
Babies are conceived.
Couples get married.
And all are invited
to openly shit in garbage cans.
[Silas] You know, God...
is a Juggalo.
This Dark Carnival
shit is for real.
I think I'm starting to
see the light, Father Silas.
[Silas]
It's like Meemaw always said,
"It's always darkest
before the dawn."
What the--bro,
that cop is tailin' us.
[Silas] Nah!
You just 'noid 'cause
you just out the hoosegow.
He's pullin' me over.
[siren wailing]
[Silas] What the fuck?
Fuck, fuck!
[Silas] You were
goin' the speed limit.
What the fuck?
[Trey] I'm goin' back to
goddamn jail.
Fuck me in the ass!
Trey, you're not
going back to jail.
I'm not about to let nothing get
between us and the Gathering.
We are road warriors, bro.
Let me handle this.
[Trey] Please don't do
anything fuckin' stupid, okay?
[Silas] Stupid!?
You're the one who
almost punched a sheriff!
Your conflict resolution
skills are lacking, bro!
Violence has to be plan B.
Yeah, what the fuck is plan A?
[Silas] Treat him like a bully.
Show 'em who's alpha.
Confuse their dumb white asses.
[Trey] Man, that's a stupid,
stupid fucking plan.
[knocking on glass]
[Trey] What's the
problem, Officer... R. Cox?
[chuckles]
Where you boys headed?
Church.
We're going to Sunday school.
It's Thursday,
and I was speaking
to the driver.
License and
registration, please.
[whispering] Psst,
shut the fuck up, dude.
Can you tell me what
I did wrong, Officer?
[inhales deeply]
Smells fragrant.
What y'all been smokin'?
That's just incense.
It's for his anxiety.
Who else knows you're out here?
My sound cloud followers.
My meemaw.
That's a weird
question, Officer.
Why don't we, uh, see
what y'all have in the back?
Uh, I don't think you
can do that, Officer.
Don't you need,
like, a warrant, right?
I have probable cause.
You see, this vehicle
reeks of marijuana.
Further, it is littered
with gang paraphernalia.
What gang?
Juggalos, right?
FBI classified
Juggalos as a gang.
Nah, we squashed that shit.
The clowns sued the FBI.
Get with the now.
The actions of a few do
not define us all, my brother.
It's like saying
all Germans are Nazis.
Yeah, or all cops are cocks!
Get the fuck out of the vehicle.
Whoa!
Welcome to
Mississippi... dickheads.
[Silas] Fuck...
Let's don't make the news, okay?
-Okay?
-Okay.
[Officer Cox] Open up
the back of this thing.
Let's see.
[tense music]
[Officer Cox] Open it.
Ohhhkay.
Uh, all that shit is intended
for my own personal use.
It's my vitamins and shit.
[Officer Cox laughs]
That is an impressive
collection.
Looks like, uh,
30 years to life to me.
Hope you aren't
a repeat offender.
'Cause if so, you gonna
be in for a world of shit.
[chuckles]
That's right.
Boys at county gonna
have a lot of fun with you.
You fuckin' freak.
And it's not even mine!
You know, transporting narcotics
across state lines
is trafficking...
and a federal crime.
[metal music]
[popping]
Oh!
[Trey] What are you doin', man?
Silas, what the fuck!?
Are you fucking crazy!?
Si, you're gonna kill him, man!
What happened to plan A?
[laughs]
[Trey] Silas, what the fuck?
[laughs]
[Trey] No, no, no! Don't!
Don't, man.
Enjoy the Shadowside... porky!
[Trey] Silas, no! Don't shoot!
Get the fuck over here!
Let's get the fuck outta here!
Fuck, fuck, fuck...
You just punched my ticket
back to prison, you fuck!
[Silas] "It's not even mine"?
Narc!
Man, I don't get you.
You just did a year for my ass
and now you about
to sell me out?
[Trey] I ain't gonna do a bid
over some dumb shit, Silas!
The year I did was 'cause
I was protecting you, man!
You were protecting me?
Yeah, right.
What the fuck did you say?
What are we gonna do, Silas?
We hightail it to the Gathering.
[Trey] Fuck that, man.
We'll be smelling
bacon the whole way.
Van ain't exactly low profile.
[Silas] Homie, I just gave
that blue boy enough acid
to make him think
he is an orange.
Acid?
It's not for
splittin' wigs, Trey!
It's for expanding minds.
I'm gonna sell some of this
MKUltra at the Gathering.
Do you have any idea what
they'll do to you in prison?
Don't worry.
You'll be there to protect me.
Stop acting so hard, man.
I've seen you
piss the bed recently.
One time!
Fuck.
We gotta get off
the fuckin' road, man.
Lay low for a minute.
[Silas] You know Scarecrow's
not too far from here, right?
Scarecrow!?
What the fuck, man?
You trying to get me
fucking killed now?
[Silas] The ninja
got a redneck car lot.
Maybe we can swap
out the Hatchet Wagon
for a... you know, a clean ride!
What the fuck makes you
think he's gonna wanna help us?
Okay, you may need to
apologize to him first--
[Trey] Fuck that!
Mothafucka had
it fucking coming.
Fuck him!
Man, we got this
sick fuckin' demo!
We're gonna perform!
Our shit is going to pop off!
[Trey] Fuck, man, fuck!
[Silas] You gotta admit,
it was pretty fire
the way I put down
that oink oink.
Across your face
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
[Trey's voice]
A loving relationship
is a tree to be tended,
not a flower to be picked.
You're so small
You're fucking nothing
Nothing at all
The sun burns on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrists of the sky
Whoop, whoop!
What up, Road Kill?
Silas.
Trey, what the fuck
are you doing here?
Scarecrow around?
Yeah, but I don't think he
wants to see the likes of you.
Look, I know shit's
been kind of gnarly
since that Gathering
a few years back.
Shit's been fucked
thanks to you!
[Trey] I know alright,
I'm here to fix it.
[spits, laughs]
Your fucking funeral.
-[Trey] Go ahead.
-[Silas] Fucking go in.
[Silas sighs]
[foreboding music]
[whispers]
Yo, yo, yo, yo.
Whoa, is that a Hanzo?
Yeah, I think so.
Got the gold tip and everything.
You think that's real?
Man...
[door opens]
[man] Thanks again
for the milk, baby!
Shit, Juggalos.
Chocolate-covered pretzel?
-No thanks.
-Your loss.
[door opens and shuts]
Hi.
Hey.
Hey just make sure Scare
gets his.
This way, clowns.
Who's she?
That's Eden.
Scarecrow's little sister.
Eden? That's tight.
Knew a chick named
Hallelujah once.
[chuckles]
I know a girl named Modesty.
She used to show me her
tits for Pokemon cards.
[giggles]
Yo!
Eden is so fly, man.
I'd, like, eat a
bag of shit just to
buy her tampons.
Hope that happens for you, man.
Thank you.
[knocking on door]
Hey, Scarecrow?
You'll never guess
who's here to see you.
-[Scarecrow] Don't come in!
-[giggles]
Man, what the fuck?
I said don't come in.
I'm sorry, Scarecrow.
I thought you said come in.
I can't hear from
all the bombs and shit.
If you can't hear well,
then close the fucking door
you deaf idiot.
Yeah, you deaf idiot!
You shut the fuck up,
Fuck Stick!
[man]
We gotta get these little legs
movin'.
He'll be out in a minute.
It's fine.
Cool.
[sniffing]
[foreboding music]
[flies buzzing]
They had to cut out his
butthole--from overuse, right?
[laughs]
Yo, so they couldn't fuck him
up the pooper anymore, right?
So they started fucking
the surgical hole in
his stomach instead.
They called it a, uh...
-Stoma.
-A stoma.
Fucked up, right?
[Silas] Hey, you think
Scarecrow got a stoma?
[Trey] Why don't you ask him?
See what happens?
[Silas] Scarecrow!
Hey, man, you got a sto--
My ninja! Ha!
[foreboding music]
[Scarecrow] Why the
fuck you two shit stains
darken my doorstep?
Particularly you... Judas.
You come here to give
up a pound of flesh?
Scarecrow, hear a ninja out.
I am sorry we got you
kicked out of the Gathering
and had your car taken
apart piece by piece.
I am.
Honestly, you know you deserve
Juggalo justice, though.
You were stealing.
Allegedly.
Look, bro...
we got in a little
trouble with the po-po.
Now, I know you fuckin' hate me.
Don't you hate cops more?
[foreboding music]
You got all of us
at the Mystic Mississippi Crew
banned from the
Gathering for life.
Can you imagine the
humiliation of 5,000 Juggalos
screaming, you fucked up!
You fucked up! You fucked up!
My bad.
Still rap?
Hell yeah.
Paint my face,
say some dumb shit on the mic.
Take a sucka Juggalo's money.
That's one way to look at it.
So, uh...
you have some
trouble with some cops?
[Silas] Couldn't be avoided.
Mm.
[Silas] We was down by
Penny's Caf, you know?
They pulled us over.
Motherfucking pig saw my stash.
But I got the jump on him.
I gave him some of this.
-[laughs]
-No way, fuckface!
[Scarecrow] Yo bruh,
why do we need to bring
guns to this conversation?
Everybody chill!
That is a squirt gun.
That right there
is some legit LSD.
I got it from Scary Larry,
the junkie pioneer.
Treat yourself!
That cop is probably
peaking right now.
If he does figure out what
dimension he's in, though,
he's gonna be lookin'
for the Hatchet Wagon.
Is there any chance we can
borrow one of your cars
and leave the van here just--
just 'til after the Gathering?
Pretty please.
Wait a second.
Let me get this straight.
Like...
you two goony birds want me
to loan you a
non-felonious vehicle
while I babysit your van,
which the cops are
actively searching for?
Uh-huh.
[laughter]
I just fail to see how
this trade benefits me.
Come on, ninja.
Help a couple fellow
Juggalos out, man.
I knew that stupid fucking
Juggalo family shit
would come up.
Fuck that clown shit!
I'm a business... man.
All right, Scarecrow.
I got some real good shit here.
Some artisanal Molly,
free range mushrooms,
small batch cocaine,
and free trade Peruvian hash.
Can we do a deal?
I'll take the whole stash.
I'll keep the van.
And I want you two to come to
a little ceremony
we're having later.
Anything to get to the
motherfucking Gathering.
[foreboding music]
[Trey's voice]
If I can look my enemy
in the eye
and I don't see myself...
then I understand neither
myself nor my enemy.
[barking, growling]
[Trey] There goes my
goddamn cream dream.
I cannot believe
we traded the wagon
for this fucking piece of shit.
[Silas] It could be worse.
This guy I sell T to...
he offered to be my sex table
if I gave him a discount.
What the fuck is a sex table?
Oh, it's where you get down
on all fours like a table
and people have
sex on top of you.
[Eden] Don't knock it
'til you try it, boys!
[rock music]
What's up? I'm Trey.
Hi, Eden, like the garden.
What's up with
quiet riot over here?
Silas Elton Devereaux.
Please to meet you, my lady.
Oh, Elton, huh?
Hey, don't sleep on Tiny Dancer.
Shit's a fucking
certified banger.
Oh, I like Elton John.
But, uh, I hear you two can rap.
You gonna spit some
bars for me or what?
I got you.
[whispers] He gets
stage fright sometimes.
Shut up, T-Money.
Just give me a minute.
Okay.
My name is Si-las
And I eat ass
I just met a girl named
Eden
She got my cock hard
And I'm fiendin'
For her neden
Feels like
My soul is shreddin'
She's a fine-ass pelt
My heart is doin' something
That I ain't never felt
I could bust a nut
Just hearin' her fart
To make this rap shit
I pour my heart into my art
[laughs]
Oh shit, that's pretty good.
I hope I didn't offend you
talkin' about you fartin'.
Oh, not at all.
My farts are...
very sexual.
I bet they are.
I'm impressed, homie.
I think there's
actually a chance
you won't totally embarrass
yourself at the Gathering.
The Gathering?
You ain't never been?
We're gonna perform there.
No, some Juggalos
are cool, but...
Brian--I mean, Scarecrow--
he just takes that shit too far.
I already live in
a violent world.
I ain't tryin' to
escape to one too.
Oh, it ain't literal, though.
Songs are just like
little mini horror films
set to a dope-ass beat.
Yeah, Juggalos ain't
about violence.
It's all about family.
Like, no matter how
fucked up your past is,
unconditional acceptance.
Yeah, I hear that,
but, you know,
family ain't exactly a
good thing for everybody.
-[insects buzzing]
-[bird squawking]
So...
this place all yours?
It was my Grammy's, but, uh,
she left it to Brian
when she died.
She was mauled to death
by a pack of feral wolves.
What?
Yeah, back when this place
used to be a plantation,
they would train
wild dogs and wolves
to hunt down runaway slaves.
Their descendants are
still in these woods.
Bloodlust is, like, in
their genes and shit now.
After my dad found our Grammy,
never ate sausage again.
[insects chirping]
Hey, uh, I gotta express myself.
You boys wanna come inside?
Like the NWA song?
[bird chirping]
[panting]
[Trey's voice]
The greatest gift
you can give yourself
is calm amongst the chaos.
[gentle piano music]
What?
Oh, I'm just... in awe.
Well, fuck off.
I don't like doin' this,
but I don't have a choice.
I'm sorry.
One of you guys
got a light for me?
What does he do with the milk?
He thinks it's his secret to
getting his legs to work again.
He wants to stop eating solid
food and only drink my milk.
Idiot.
Plus, he sells it to,
like, bodybuilders
and sex freaks and shit.
But every time,
I think about Lotus.
Who's Lotus?
Sorry.
Didn't even make it
to her first birthday.
[Trey] Lotus--that's
a Juggalo name.
Yeah, her daddy was a Juggalo.
He said the lotus grows in
the darkest muck of the swamp.
But when it blossoms,
it's the most
beautiful flower in the world.
That's some poetry right there.
[Trey] So, what's the deal with
you and your brother... Brian?
He's overprotective.
But he's the only family I got.
[Silas] You ever
think about leavin'?
Oh, I've tried.
Never turns out well.
He says he needs me,
which is kind of sweet
in a twisted sort of way.
Each of these was
an escape attempt.
I'm just trying to survive now.
Yo, that's why blood
don't always mean family.
[Eden] Wasn't always like this.
Brian and I used to be
best friends before Afghanistan.
He even saved my life once.
Our dad was a DEA agent,
always out of town.
One day, he comes home
and finds our mother
in bed with his brother.
[gunshot]
Full bloodbath.
[Silas] Shit.
[Eden] Brian hid us
under the trailer
while daddy went
full Jack Torrance.
Would've killed us if
he could've found us.
[Trey] Damn.
Thought my family was fucked up.
[Eden] What's up
with your family?
[Trey] Junkie mom.
Dad... no idea.
Grew up in and out
of foster homes
'til I met Silas,
his big bro, Magic Mike.
They took me in.
Mike taught us about music.
Taught us how to be men.
Showed us that Juggalo life.
[Eden] Where's he at now?
He passed.
Car accident.
He was driving Meemaw
home from the bar.
When he stopped at a red light,
some...
joker came at him with
a tire iron and he panicked.
Didn't see the
garbage truck coming.
Crushed him like a grape.
Meemaw's still in a...
barely conscious state.
But she... she's gonna wake up.
Soon.
There are a million
ways to mourn.
All of them are correct.
Thank you.
[gentle piano and violin music]
[Trey's voice]
It's like life
splits into two halves...
before you lose someone
you love and after.
[sunny bass and
percussion beats]
[electric guitar joins in]
In this ritual
In another world
Leave it all behind,
In another girl
I can open up
I can close it shut
I can leave you now
You just want some love
To make you whole
To rise above
-What what?
-Hold on, let me get it.
Make a wish and blow.
What did you wish for?
I can't fuckin' tell you.
It wouldn't come true!
I would've wished for a friend
like the two of you have.
When you a Juggalo, you got
family all over the world.
I like you nerds.
Glad you're staying
for the ceremony.
[Trey] Us too.
You guys wanna fuck?
Uh...
I can't today.
You can tell me if you
just think I'm gross.
I just ate, so--
Don't worry about it.
I just wanted to
feel loved for a second.
[gentle music]
Girl, we love you already.
You're more than just your body.
You're one of us.
You a Juggalo whether
you know it or not.
You see this ninja over here?
He just did a year
in jail for me.
It's nothin'.
Just a little fight.
[Silas] He stood up for me.
Si, don't.
It's cool, T.
He stomped the fuck out
of this frat boy's scrotum.
[giggles]
Dude was comin' at me
'cause I'm trans.
Promised Mike
I'd look after you.
[gentle music]
That's dope.
You dope.
I showed you my scars.
Now show me yours.
Oh, oh, you know about scars?
Oh, okay.
You watch the YouTube--
What's that?
[Silas] It's like I was born
with my heart outside
my body, you know?
'Cause people always be coming
for your life.
But... it's cool.
You feel more.
That's sexy.
[gentle music]
I'm gonna go.
No, don't.
You're not trying to make me
a sex table, are you?
Capture the beauty.
[Trey's voice]
They say love is humanity's
most complicated emotion.
That's all bullshit.
In reality, it's
the fuckin' simplest.
[gentle music]
All expressions of
humanity are of the divine.
[laid-back music]
Whoop, whoop.
How do you like our faces?
They're perfect.
We are no more different
from each other
than two fingers
on the same hand.
[guitar strumming]
[foreboding music]
Let's begin the necromancy.
Eden, are you ready?
We are here to contact
the spirit of Lotus,
who was taken from us
at a very young age.
[Trey] Eden, what the fuck!?
[Eden] It's okay, Silas.
[Scarecrow] Shhh! Don't
fuck up my incantation!
[coughs]
[chants in Latin]
Your mother's blood has
been shed and consumed.
Lotus, please, speak with us!
How's a baby ghost
supposed to communicate?
I know.
[Scarecrow] Shh!
But she never learned
to talk, right?
Shut the fuck up, man!
God!
There's too many distractions.
I just...
we need something more potent.
What if...
What if we consumed
a little flesh...
[voice echoes, distorts]
Anything to feel
her presence again.
[Silas] Eden, no!
Don't do it.
I love that pinky.
If Lotus's spirit
is gonna join us,
it's because I made a sacrifice.
[whispers] I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
I scream, you scream...
[pants]
Hell yeah, let
the healing begin!
[screams]
[screams]
Whoa, what the fuck!?
[Eden cries silently]
Mm, oh...
You're so...
You're so fuckin' hardcore,
Scarecrow...
Did it work?
Is she here?
She's losing too much blood.
We gotta cauterize it!
[Scarecrow] What?
Didn't you ever see Rambo 3?
Where he put the
gunpowder on his stomach
and lit it on fire?
You wanna use my lighter?
Gotta be hotter than that.
I've got a cooking
torch in the kitchen.
[Eden cries]
I know it's in here somewhere.
I made crme brulee last week!
You made fuckin' crme brulee...
Yeah, I used breastmilk!
-Ah! Ah!
-That's it! Go, go, go, go!
Give me the hatchet.
It better fuckin' work 'cause
we ain't goin' to no goddamn
hospital.
[suspenseful music]
Swing, swing, swing.
Chop, chop, chop.
[Eden] Just do it.
-[sizzling]
-[screams]
Oh, goddamn dude.
Ain't no thing.
I just watch a lot of movies.
[knocking on door]
It's Lotus!
Momma's here, baby!
[creepy music]
Randy! What took you so long?
[deranged laughter]
Randy... [laughs]
Randy Cox!
[laughs]
[chuckles] What the fuck?
[Randy] Forgot my name.
[laughs]
We got fuckin' made.
[whispers] I gotta
piss out my dick...
[Fuck Stick] Thank you.
Get the fuck out my way.
Piss dick comin' through!
[Silas] Scarecrow,
you sold us out.
I answer to Randy.
I'm a capitalist, bitch.
Shit is beyond your feeble
minds.
That's how you
treat family, huh?
Pfft!
Shut the fuck up!
Lookin' out for my real family.
Check it out.
She's useless on her own.
I post her ads.
Get her drugs, pay for countless
abortions, like... what?
[chuckles]
You didn't think you
were the first, right?
[Eden] Shut up!
Why do you wanna leave me?
'Cause you milk me,
you sick fuck!
You push everyone I love away.
[gunshot]
[shell clinks]
Was that me? It was loud.
Randy, why the fuck
would you do that!?
[Randy laughs]
Do you...
Ever get the urge to do
something really crazy!?
I mean, like, uh, you know,
when you're drivin' on a bridge
and you think to yourself,
"What if I just jerked
this motherfuckin' wheel
and drove this damn
thing right off the edge!?"
You ever get that feelin'?
Randy, you need to get
that gun out my face.
[whispering voices]
When my boy Adam was
a little, little baby,
I used to wonder,
what if I suffocated
him while he slept?
It would've been so easy.
Randy, can you get that
fucking gun out of my face
and these fucking
clowns out of my hair?
You've got clowns in your hair?
Clowns in your hair...
Where? Where?
[Scarecrow] Whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Randy? Randy, come on, man.
We both served, remember?
Oorah...
[Eden] Give into
that feeling, Randy.
[Randy] I wish I could.
But... I pray to a greater god.
Let's go, Juggalos.
Eden, no!
Fuck!
Tell your boss this squares
us right?
[chuckles]
Bye.
Whoo, whoo, whoo,
whoo, whoo, whoo...
[door shuts]
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
[car starts]
It never ends
At the death of things
Love will swing
Burn everything
And sing
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
There is starlight
In your blood
It seems that
Our shadows are wearing us
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
This don't look like
no fuckin' police station.
Yeah bro, what the fuck?
I know, I know this is scary.
Hell, I'm even scared.
Why are my hands
so fucking sweaty?
Okay, my boy dosed
you with acid,
but we don't deserve
to fuckin' die, man!
Acid?
[chuckles]
That's why I feel like this.
It's real good shit, bro.
Maybe you're even havin' a
little bit of fun?
This is supposed to be fun?
Happiness is not always fun.
"Happiness is not always fun."
Damn.
[insects buzzing]
I'm not gonna ever
win a rap battle.
I'm not gonna get up
on stage at the Gathering.
I'm never gonna eat
another banana split.
This is all your
fuckin' fault, Silas.
I would've never
come to Scarecrow's
if I wasn't trying
to protect you!
Whoever asked you to protect me?
Your brother Mike did!
I ain't your little
sister, Trey.
I never was.
[Trey] I just want you
to be happy, man.
My happiness isn't
your responsibility.
[Trey] I know.
I guess I just need to be...
needed.
We lost a year to that shit.
It don't fuckin' matter.
Nothin' fuckin' matters anymore.
Fuck!
Oh, shit!
It's the sheriff.
The fuck?
Look, Randy!
It's Barnum and fuckin' Bailey.
Hi!
[insects chirping]
Ow.
[sighs]
[foreboding music]
What a dark and...
beautiful night.
Huh?
[laughs]
[sighs, clears throat]
Hey...
Is the sun sleepin'?
Randy, you fuckin' sheep.
Is this who you are?
Just takin' orders?
I'm not normally like this.
Unfortunately...
ya'll witnessed my little
mistake here.
[grunts]
She can't help herself.
Ah...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
[Gavin] I hunted
her down once...
-Please, Randy.
-You gotta go back.
Ariel? Ariel.
Could've avoided all of this.
Damn it, my dick's
gotta piss again!
Mr. Randy, Mr. Randy,
please think about Adam.
Would you do this to your boy?
Sweetie.
Happiness is not always fun.
Mm-hmm.
All right, let's do this.
[Ariel] You don't
have to do this.
[Gavin] Mm-hmm.
You don't have to do this.
We can go back to how it was.
[laughs] I think we
both know that we have
passed the point of no return!
Who are these guys?
[Gavin] Um,
these are some Juggalos.
[Ariel] Why are they here?
[Gavin] To take the blame.
Mm.
Hey, hey...
Do you remember when
I used to sing you to sleep?
-Stop.
-No, no, do you remember?
Huh?
Oh.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
[Ariel cries]
Down in the willow garden
Where me
And my love did meet
While we sat a-courtin'
My love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of
Burgundy wine
[Ariel] Please, stop!
Please stop it. Stop it!
You nightmare maker, stop!
Baby, do you understand
what will happen to your daddy
if that baby's born?
Killing the unborn is wrong.
You taught me that.
It's a fuckin' abomination.
In Sunday school, they teach
you that all life is precious.
Is that what they teach
you at Sunday school?
They teach you at Sunday school
all life is precious? [laughs]
No, I'm sorry,
I'm not laughing at you,
it's just you're so goddamn cute
when you're being pious.
Randy, please help me.
[sobs]
Randy, please stop.
Do... do you know who put
all the piss in my dick?
Randy, please...
Who put the piss in my dick?
-Please, Randy...
-[Gavin] Babe, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Oh, I see you! Oh... I see you!
-[laughs]
-[Ariel] Please stop.
Peek-a-boo!
I'm comin' to get you!
-I'm comin' to get you!
-[Ariel] Please stop.
-I'm comin' to get you!
-[Ariel] Please help me.
I got you!
Oh, baby, baby...
that child, it ain't ever gonna
be born, okay?
[Ariel] I can feel
his heartbeat.
He's part of me.
Sweetie...
that thing is gonna ruin
both of our lives, all right?
This ends tonight.
[Randy] Uh, excuse me, Gavin?
Uh, have you ever seen God?
What the fuck is up
with you tonight, huh?
Dad...
My eyes are wide open,
that's what's up!
-Shh!
-Please!
Please don't hurt me, Dad.
Please don't hurt me.
-No, no, no, sweetie.
-Please don't hurt--
Look at me. Look at me.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
These losers are.
Like fuckin' hell we are.
Let her go, asshole!
Hey, shh, shh, shh...
Hey... I see God right now.
He's right over there!
And he's wearin' clown paint.
That's the Dark Carnival, Randy.
You believe!
[splash] Oh fuck, it's coming!
Hey, we're gonna hurry!
We better hurry!
Dad...
Baby!
Let's just kill it, okay?
And then everything
can go back to normal.
Just be just like
it was, all right?
We can blame it on these
two fuckin' losers.
Dad...
[sobs]
[grunts]
Remember when I told you
you'd regret runnin' into me?
Now it looks like
I'm the ringmaster
of your fuckin' circus, boy.
-Huh? Do-do--
[grunts]
-Fuckin' asshole!
-Back up!
Back the fuck up!
Sit down!
Sit the fuck down!
Just get over it!
It's meat, okay?
It's just fuckin' meat!
I don't wanna be a part
of your family anymore.
[Gavin] Quit your whining!
If you just scraped it out
like I fuckin' told you to,
we wouldn't be sitting here
right now, so shut the fuck up!
Randy! The carnival is always
watching.
Happiness is not always fun.
Gavin!
[Ariel sobs]
Really, Randy?
It is time to stop
hurting things.
Lower... your sidearm, Randall.
Put that fucking gun down.
Randy?
Randy...
I should not be standing
on this grass right now.
[Ariel groans]
Do you know how much
grass I have killed
in my whole life?
It's coming!
I've seen the light!
[gunshot]
[gasps]
[thud]
Now it's dark.
No...
No, no, no...
Fuck...
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
[both chanting] I scream,
you scream, we all scream
for ice cream...
-Shut up!
-[chanting continues]
-Fuckin' shut it! Shut it!
-[chanting continues]
I'll blow your fuckin' head off!
-Shut up or I'll--
-Dad!
[gunshots]
[gasps]
Oh! Oh, my fucking shirt.
[Ariel groans, pants]
Oh, fuck, fuck.
[Silas] Fucking hell.
No, no.
[Trey] She's gone, man.
Shit, girl.
That sucks.
[insects chirping]
Yo!
Maybe that baby's still
alive in there, right?
Silas, the Lycan
He's a real man
Gonna birth new life
In the midst of this strife
Come on Timber Trey
Find that light
Gonna deliver this child
You know that it's right
I like that.
What the fuck are you doing?
You ain't never seen Mr. Wizard?
I'm sterilizing the blade.
No, I was a Bill Nye guy.
What are you gonna do with it?
Peep the technique.
[insects buzzing]
Girl, I'm sorry,
but I know this is what
you would've wanted.
Oh fuck no, man.
Ugh...
Oh...
Blood is sticky, yo.
[Trey] Ugh, fuck!
[groans]
Where you at?
Where you at, lil' ninja?
Oh, I got him
Oh my fucking God...
Oh...
I think he's dead.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Gotta clear the mouth.
Oh, come on, buddy.
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy.
Oh, he ain't breathin'.
Turn him over. Turn him over.
Ooh, come on, buddy.
[baby cries]
[both cheering]
Oh, Trey!
[laughs]
We're fuckin' heroes!
[laughter]
[Trey] Holy fuck.
He's our family now.
We're gonna take
good care of him for you.
[laughs]
[baby crying]
I'm gonna call him...
Lil' Dirty Bastard.
Get it?
Yeah, I get it.
[baby crying]
Hold him, hold him, hold him.
Okay, hold him up, hold him up.
Hold him up, hold him up.
Come here, buddy.
Okay, okay.
Nice and tight,
that's it, buddy.
Okay, okay.
I got him, I got him.
Come here, buddy.
Hey, hey...
Oh my god.
Yo, Trey...
I'm mad bummed about
all this death and shit...
but this is
a Dark Carnival miracle.
The miracle of life
is some dank-ass shit, huh?
[softly]
If magic is all
We've ever known
Then it's easy to miss
What really goes on
But I see miracles
In every way
And I see miracles
Every day
You like that, buddy?
[gentle, elegant string music]
I think that fuckin'
ceremony worked.
[laughs]
[baby crying]
[insects chirping]
We're comin', Eden.
[car starts]
If magic is all
We've ever known
Then it's easy to miss
What really goes on
But I've seen miracles
In every way
And I see miracles
Every day
Ocean spanning
Beyond my sight
And a million stars
Way above them at night
["Miracles" continues
on car stereo]
You look dangerous
as hell, ninja.
Finally, the street cred
I've been waitin' for.
[Trey] What the fuck does
"less lethal" even mean?
How can you be less dead?
I know, right?
Death is way less cool than
they make it sound in rap songs.
Yo, I've been thinkin'
about our name.
The Blood Wolf Clan.
You Timber Trey...
and I'm Silas the Lycan.
What you think?
I think it's fresh as fuck.
[Silas] Yo, you cryin', homie?
It's been a stressful day, man.
Family.
[both] Family.
Family.
[Trey] Family.
[melancholy theme]
[Trey's voice]
Be what you wanna be.
Act how you wanna act.
Love who you wanna love.
Dance how you wanna dance.
Do what you wanna do.
Fuck you if you don't like it.
We are fucking Juggalos.
[music continues]
[insects chirping]
[smooth psycho music]
[knocking on door]
[laughs] What the fuck
are you, juffalo soldier?
[Silas] Can you please
send Eden outside?
I think she would like to come
with us to the Gathering.
No.
Don't you think that
should be her decision?
Well?
Guess it's time for Plan B.
[music]
[blast]
Who wants a taste of my taser
sword?
-[blasts]
-[grunts]
[music]
[glass shattering]
Oh!
[high-pitched scream]
Shotgun!
[begs frantically]
Stop, stop, stop!
Stop! Stop! Aah!
Aah!
[high-pitched yelping]
[gun cocks]
[Scarecrow] You ain't got
a dog in this fight, Silas.
This is family shit.
You better believe it is!
-Silas!
-Shut up!
[metal music]
[screams]
Oh, fuck!
[cocks gun]
You fucked up.
No, you fucked up!
Aah!
[shouts]
[pants]
Eden. [groans]
Eden come on...
You only hurt the ones you love.
You mean the ones you pity?
Eden!
What am I gonna do?
You're the only thing I've got!
Please!
[groans]
I'm not a thing, and
you haven't got me.
At least not anymore.
I'm your blood.
I'm your family.
You're not my family.
And you ain't a fuckin' Juggalo.
[pants]
Eden... come on.
[Scarecrow]
What are you doing...
[foreboding music]
[Scarecrow moans]
Drink up...
baby bitch.
[gurgles, gags]
Aaah!
[sputters]
[coughs]
That's some poetry right there.
You okay?
[sweet, gentle string music]
[ethereal music]
[Trey's voice]
In the laws of the jungle,
the real strength of
the wolf is not its claws
or its teeth or
its hunting prowess.
The strength of the
pack is the wolf,
and the strength of
the wolf is the pack.
[ethereal music]
[ethereal music]
[woman] That'll be 17 dollars.
[muzak on sound system]
Baby, are you okay?
[Trey] Best day of my life.
'Cause you look like dog shit.
We down with the clown
'til we dead in the ground.
[woman] Huh?
Carnival provides.
Baby, you're not
makin' any sense.
Thank you.
I do prefer nonsense.
You're a beautiful person.
[cricket chirping]
[Trey's voice]
There is not an imperfect soul
among us.
[softly] Blood Wolf Clan.
How fresh is that?
[softly] Blood Wolf Clan
is for the children.
Street cred, homie.
I love you, bro.
I love you too, ninja.
[starts van]
[Trey's voice]
We all think
we deserve grace.
But how many us show
compassion to those around us?
The unfortunate.
The ugly.
The poor.
The gross.
Blood may be thicker
than water...
but it ain't shit compared
to the bond of Juggalo family.
[melancholy theme]
[dogs panting]
[Scarecrow] Oh shit!
Oh shit!
[screams]
It's the dogs!
[screams, sobs]
[dogs feasting]
[melancholy theme]
[Trey's voice]
Juggalos show each other mercy.
They forgive.
They accept.
This is the misunderstood
pack that I choose.
I choose the light.
[inhales]
Wow... that was fuckin'
beautiful, man.
[Trey] Ready to get up onstage
and wild the fuck out?
Hell yeah, ninja.
Annihilate that motherfucker.
Better give me a
copy of that demo.
You go, I'll follow.
Road Warriors, dude.
Let's tag team this shit.
[Eden] You nerds
are gonna be great.
[crowd shouting in distance]
Matter of fact...
I need my fam up there with me.
Let's fucking go!
Family!
[others join in] Family!
Family! Family!
Family!
[Trey's voice]
Whoop, whoop, motherfucker.
Whoop, whoop.
[Female singer]
If magic is all
We ever know
It's easy to miss
What really goes on
But I've seen miracles
In every way
And I've seen miracles
Every day
Oceans spanning
Beyond my sight
And a million stars
Above 'em at night
We don't have to be high
To look in the sky
And know it's a miracle,
Opened wide
[Glockenspiel interlude]
Fields, trees, seven seas
And everything chillin'
Underwater, please
Hot lava, snow,
Rain and fog
Long-necked giraffes,
Pet cats and dogs
Sun and moon and even Mars
The Milky Way and
Shooting stars
UFOs, a river flows
Plant a little seed
And nature grows
Niagara Falls
And the pyramids
Everything you believed in
As a kid
Fucking rainbows
After it rains
There's enough miracles here
To blow your brains
I fed a fish at 'Frisco Bay
It tried to eat my phone
But it ran away
And music is magic,
Pure and clean
You can feel it and hear it
But it can't be seen
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
[Glockenspeil interlude]
Music is all a feeling
And it fills the room
From floor to the ceiling
And I see miracles
All around me
Stop and look around
It's all astounding
Water, fire, air, and dirt
Fucking magnets,
How do they work
And I don't wanna talk
To a scientist
Y'all motherfuckers
Is getting me pissed
Solar eclipse and
Vicious weather
Fifteen thousand
Juggalos together
And I love my mom
For giving me this
Time on this planet
Taking nothing for granted
[Glockenspiel interlude]
Miracles each and everywhere
You look
And nobody has to stay
Where they're put
This world is yours
For you to explore
There's nothing but miracles
Beyond your door
Take a look at
This fine creation
And enjoy it better
With appreciation
Crows, ghosts,
The midnight coast
The wonders of the world
Mysteries the most
Just open your mind
And it ain't no way
To ignore the miracles of
Every day
[Glockenspiel interlude]
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
[song ends]
[bright music]
[Cairo Pictures theme]
[Transversal Productions theme]
[clicking]
[pulsing hum]
[click, whirring]
[man's voice]
What is a Juggalo?
Is a Juggalo a diehard superfan
of Insane Clown Posse,
greatest duo in
horrorcore rap music?
Sure.
But that's just the tip
of the fuckin' iceberg.
We freaks, weirdos, outlaws,
derelicts, outcasts,
unwanted, unloved, forgotten.
We are Juggalos.
And we are family.
Our hearts are covered
in clown paint, y'all.
And that shit ain't
never washin' off.
[car trunk door slams]
[man 2] Mr. Macintosh,
today's the day.
I don't wanna see
you back here, okay?
[gate shuts]
[taps rhythmically]
[keys jangling]
Oh shit. What up, Faith?
I'm feelin' that beat, Trey.
You ready?
[Trey] Fuckin' A, homie.
Been ready.
[Trey's voice]
Powers that be never gave
a chance to people like us.
We scary to them.
America: land of the greed.
Home of the sheep.
[Faith] One wine-flavored
Black & Mild.
One novelty necklace.
Yeah, that's my shit.
[Faith] Sign here.
[Trey's voice]
Why do Juggalos
paint our faces like clowns?
Maybe it's to mock
society's mask.
I ain't never
wearin' orange again.
It's a bullshit color anyway.
I want a copy of your
Diabolical Deadbeats demo.
The name sounds dumb as shit
when I hear it out loud.
Damn.
Well, I still wanna hear it.
Thanks for
lookin' out for me, Faith.
[Faith]
Ninjas gotta stick together.
Stay gold, Trey.
[Trey] Whoop, whoop.
[Faith] Whoop, whoop.
[melancholy accordion theme]
[gate shuts]
[panting]
[Trey's voice]
The Gathering of the Juggalos
is our Shangri-La.
For one weekend a year
we can let go,
live among our own,
and get fucked up proper.
But the rest of
the year, we gotta survive
among the society
that rejects us.
[hip-hop music plays]
I'm like, what the fuck
Don't know what the fuck
Walkin' what the fuck
Homie, what the fuck
I'm like, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
Write my name in blood
One fucka-sippi,
two fucka-sippi,
three fucka-sippi.
Don't know what the fuck
Walkin' what the fuck
Homie, what the fuck
I'm like, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
I don't give a fuck
Never gave a fuck
Walkin' what the fuck
Lookin' like a
What the fuck
See me, they like,
What the fuck
Fuck, I'm a walkin'
What the fuck
That boy mad as fuck
Hey bitch, wanna fuck
I'm like yuh, uh, uh
Fuck my body up
Every day, I'm stuck
I'm like, what the fuck
[Trey's voice]
You cut me?
I bleed clown paint.
Whoop, whoop.
[Silas singing]
Down in the willow garden
Where me and my love
Did meet
Okay, Meemaw, [sniffs]
time to make haste
with the waste.
What you wanna eat for dinner?
We got... Beef Garden Vegetable
or Chicken Itty-bitty Noodle.
Chicken?
A dignified choice, madame.
[sniffs]
Yum yum!
[rapping]
Itty-bitty chicken titty
It's like
The Secret Life of
Walter Mitty
Zoom, zoom
Here comes the plane
9/11 in your mouth
Bringin' the pain
[cuckoo clock whistles, chimes]
All right, Meemaw. I'm out.
Janice gonna come over
in, like, a hour.
Make sure you're not
fucked up and shit, okay?
Love you, Meemaw.
[Trey's voice]
We hustlers
with hearts of gold.
We down-ass homies.
We down with the clown
'til we dead in the ground.
[melancholy accordion
and violin theme]
-[buzzer]
-[door opens]
Show me your butthole!
-Whoop, whoop!
-[Silas] Whoop, whoop!
[Silas rapping]
Finally free
From the shackles
Toxic Trey is a witch
Who cackles
When I'm hungry,
I eat Krackles
This joint right here
We attackles
Put that shit away!
Don't be such
a wet fart, come here.
Fuck is wrong with you, man?
You complete me.
Missed you, homie.
Are you getting hard right now?
Get the fuck off me!
Where are my keys at?
I took good care of her for you.
Uh-huh.
[Silas] Oh, shit!
[soothing piano melody]
[birds chirping]
[Trey's voice]
We are down with the clown
'til we dead in the ground.
[Silas]
Hot box that grave, big bro.
-From ashes
-[both] ... to smashes.
I could really use some
advice right now, Mike.
You could ask me for advice.
You ain't got the sense
your brother did, ninja.
I do... prefer nonsense.
Listen, homie...
I don't think I
should go this year.
Ninja, what!?
You got no idea what
it's like in there, man.
I'm on my third
fuckin' strike now.
Mike, I am sorry
you gotta listen to
this juffalo talk like this.
I gotta grow up, dude.
Be a real fuckin' man.
What about your Juggalo fam?
Scottie D, Jimmy Soda, Mankini?
Butthole Ben?
You wanna disappoint
Butthole Ben?
I mean, no, I love Butthole Ben.
Well, this shit
you're talkin' right now
is very fuckin' stale.
I can't keep wildin' out
like we're kids, Silas.
That's what got me locked up
in the first fuckin' place.
Homie, I know I'm the
reason you got locked up.
And...
I'm mad bummed about that.
That frat boy had it comin'.
[Silas]
But I ain't even thought
I would ever hear you say
this shit.
Trey, you know the Gathering
is the only place I feel
comfortable being myself.
It's where we belong.
If I go, it's gotta
be different this year.
No stealin' golf carts.
No tippin' over porta-potties.
No trickin' ninjas into
picking up poop dollars.
No butt chugging.
Butt chugging ain't illegal!
Si, I'm fuckin' serious, man.
You gotta promise to
not fuck my shit up.
Promise me.
The carnival provides.
[car engine starts]
[hip-hop music plays over radio]
Bounce
Let's take these
motherfuckers For a ride
Hit my first lick (Lick)
You ain't been through
That shit, no
Jumped my ass in school,
The next day, I got it lit
They was in class
Wondering if Imma snitch (No)
I was in they house laughing
Stealing all they shit, bro
All the locs told me
How to handle that shit
Caught them slippin'
Later on
And put they teeth
Through they lip
Hit my second lick (Huh)
That shit was a trip
(It was)
Shot him in his hip
He was pukin' on this bitch
(Boom boom!)
Ran off with that sack
And made
that motherfucker flip
You ain't been
Through that shit (Yo)
You ain't been
Through that shit (No)
Rob they ass again
If they come back
And try to trip
You ain't been through
That shit (No)
Ran off with that sack and
Made that motherfucker flip
You ain't been through
That shit (No)
Came up out that gutter,
I'mma rep it 'til I RIP
You ain't been
Through that shit (No)
You ain't have to
Do that shit, huh
Fronted somebody a pack
Then have to rob 'em when
They don't come back, huh
You ain't been
Through all that, huh
I heard 'em,
You been livin' fat, huh
You've been given everything
You have, motherfucka
You ain't never had to
Struggle for a rack, no
Ask 'em 'bout them unsolved
Cases out in Spring Valley
Ask 'em 'bout that
Dirty little white boy
Up out da alley
Ask 'em 'bout that
Motherfucking mother...
[Silas]
Yo, why you take the off-ramp?
[Trey]
Why take the same old road?
Trying to turn over a new leaf
and shit, remember?
[Silas]
Yeah, but Pearlington sucks ass.
[Trey]
Yeah, well, someone forgot
to fill up the wagon
and I want to eat something
that ain't fuckin' prison food.
[Silas]
You know Scarecrow
live out here, right?
Dude practically
runs this joint.
I do not wanna see that psycho.
We'll make it quick, yeah?
Aight.
[Trey]
Yo, you got any gas money?
Fuckin' totally assed out.
[Silas] Don't worry about it.
I've been sellin' my roids
to this gay bodybuilders
and I cashed Meemaw's Social
Security check, so we good.
Meemaw! Fuck, I miss her, man.
She doin' aight?
I mean she's a vegetable.
She fine, she's just
like a poop machine, you know?
Still gonna take butthole pics
for her though, right?
She ain't dead yet!
[melancholy accordion theme]
[Trey's voice]
Juggalo family just hits
different than blood family.
[birds cawing]
A lot of us ain't
welcome with our own kin.
But our Juggalo family?
That shit.
That shit is unconditional.
[pants]
-Thanks!
-Don't forget
the Rockin' Raspberry.
No, I won't.
Also the Passion Fruit Pear.
What am I, an asshole?
Jesus...
Also the Sun Surge!
Think I never bought
Juggalo Juice before, goddamn!
Fuckin' goofus.
[birds chirping]
[Trey] Oh, what, what?
[doorbell chimes]
[country music on sound system]
Sup?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Shit...
Ooh!
Oh, uh, give me a Blind Pelican
and 10 bucks on
pump one, old timer.
That's a lot of sodie pop.
It ain't just soda, homie.
That's Juggalo fuel.
You, uh, make a lot of money in
that line of work, do you, son?
Not "gigolo", man, "Juggalo."
-You know Insane Clown Posse?
-[man] Uh-huh.
We're on our way to
Ohio for the Gathering.
The Gathering of the Juggalos.
Kind of a music festival.
More like a fuckin'
religious pilgrimage.
The only posse I know in Ohio
wouldn't take too
kindly to no gigolos.
Guess you ain't down
with the clown, then, huh?
I loathe clowns.
They scare me.
On my ninth birthday party...
I caught a clown...
having sexual relations
with my momma.
[softly] What the fuck?
[man] I still can't eat
salt water taffy.
Yeah, fuck Taffy.
I gotta split, man.
Keep the change, amigo.
Son...
never trust a painted face.
Shit,
I only trust a painted face.
-Ring-a-ding!
-[dings bell]
[melancholy piano theme]
[Trey's voice]
At the Gathering,
you will hear
complete strangers tellin'
each other "I love you."
They may have never met.
But, if you're a Juggalo,
then you're fuckin' family.
[Trey]
All right, man, so I've got
a serious question for you.
When are you gonna play me
that finished fuckin' demo?
Oh, shit!
Homie, I thought
you'd never ask!
Let's get that shit going, man.
Hear that fresh Diabolical.
Uh, hair follicle
Dick popsicle, uh
Yeah, bitch.
[Trey]
That say dick pics for days?
[Silas] Yeah.
[Trey] You fucked up.
-Listen up.
-[Silas] Yeah?
[ghostly, creepy intro]
Pork'em in the butt
Pull out my hatchet
Cut off the chicken's nuts
Throw'em up
And then you catch it
[laughing]
Oh man, fuckin' dope
how you distorted
those vocals there?
And that flow, man? Fuck.
I'm a clown
From the wrong side of town
You belong on
The tilt-a-whirl
Spinning around
I'm a clown
From the wrong side of town
You belong on
The tilt-a-whirl
Spinning around
We bring that murder flavor
Like the regulators
Eatin' Now and Laters
While we chop up
Your neighbors
I'm a clown
From the wrong side of town
You belong on
The tilt-a-whirl
Spinning around
[Trey] Damn, homie!
You put in work while
I was in the big house, huh?
Shit sound fucking good!
Thank you, homie.
Fuckin' fresh, no doubt.
You know what's
not fresh, though?
"Diabolical Deadbeats."
We need something
fresh to death.
We need a angle, like
them old wrestlers had.
And I need some
street cred, yo, because
you about to be jugga-famous,
but I ain't shit.
[Trey] Aight, Copernicus,
where you gonna find
street cred?
Oh, you don't find it.
It finds fuckin' you.
[Trey's voice]
Juggalo fam is ride or die.
No matter what
kind of shit goes down.
I been baptized in soda pop.
[Trey] It's gonna be called
Toxic Trey's Ice Cream Posse.
And it's gonna be
custom Juggalo ice cream.
Hm?
Hey, you wanna try some of this
Colonel Silas' Secret Recipe?
Bro, you get caught with
that shit, I'm fuckin' bailin'.
Did you hear anything
I fuckin' said?
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
Don't mock my cream dream, man.
[Silas]
Homie, what you want from me?
I'm out here
trying to be a rap god
and you, you wanna
hang it all up
to be like the goddamn
Good Humor homie?
[Trey] I just thought
I'd tell you, man.
After the Gathering?
Converting the Hatchet Wagon
to an ice cream truck.
Already made
the down payment, so...
Fuck my hairy butthole,
you're serious.
[Trey] Mm-hmm.
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
Yeah, this Silasshole.
Oh, we are on our way.
Are you serious?
Oh yeah. No, that'd be...
Uh, we ain't got a name yet.
Uh, TBD. Is that like ICP?
Oh, okay. Sound check.
Saturday?
Yo, there ain't nothin' that
can keep us from being there!
Thank you, fam.
No, thank the fuck you.
Much clown love!
[hang-up beep]
Whoop, whoop!
[Trey] The fuck was that?
Ah, just a little someone
from the Gathering.
[Trey] What!?
They had a cancellation.
We're gonna perform, mothafucka,
on the Clown Drip Stage
at the Gathering on Saturday.
What the fuck are
you talkin' about?
[Silas] I submitted our demo
and now we are performing.
The carnival provides, Trey.
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck!
Wait, yo, yo...
You don't rap in public, though.
I've seen you.
You fuckin' choke like a joke.
Not no more, man.
I've been practicing.
[Trey]
Believe that when I see it.
Well, believe this ninja.
Mm!
Si, what the fuck?
Yo, 'scuse me!
[clears throat]
[Trey, under breath]
Si, what the fuck?
Yo, uh, uh, check it
I'm doin' blow off
These breasts
Ain't tryin' hard
To impress
'Cause my rhymes turn out
The blinds like hollow points
To your chest
This guy's got a mullet
Beer in my gullet
Small-town diner,
Ain't nothin' finer
'Cept maybe you, babe
Can I ask your age?
[Silas laughs]
When Toxic Trey is
In the zone
He'll drive a truck
Through your home
Give nightmares to
Your kids
Til they're well
Fuckin grown
So who in here wanna step
Uh
Come on
Test the fuckin' rep
I'll dissolve your balls
In the fire
'Til there ain't nothin' left
Uh
Yeah!
[laughter]
Did you want me to,
uh, box that up?
Man, I didn't
even finish my bird!
This is a family establishment.
Suck my dick, you
mark-ass buster!
Everything was
delicious, thank you.
Yo!
Fuckin' proud of you, man.
You got mad huevos!
-Let's go, ninja!
-Whoa!
[echoes] Fuck!
Motherfucker! Look at
my fucking shirt, man.
Oh, sorry--
Don't fuckin'
touch me, you freak.
Oh shit.
Milkshake's fuckin' garbage now.
Well, I said I'm
fuckin' sorry, didn't I?
You're gonna regret running
into me, you fuckin' mutt.
What the fuck did you call me?
You wanna get physical, huh?
Let's fucking go, huh? Huh?
No, no, no...
It's, it's cool.
My brother didn't mean nothin'.
He's just a floob.
Yo, that's the fuckin' law, man.
Let's make like
a tree and get the fuck.
My bad, bro.
[Silas] That's right,
be respectful of the gentleman
and his expensive shirt.
[spits]
[imaginary gun cocks, fires]
[music]
The fuck...
[starts van]
Man...
I will always hate fucking cops.
It's like a law of the universe.
Glad you checked me, homie.
About to fuck that chicken up!
I got you, fam.
-[woman shouting]
-What the fuck?
-[woman] Stop!
-[man] [indistinct]
Help! Help!
-[Silas] Go, go, go!
-Eat your
fuckin' chicken fingers
[tires screeching]
[phone dialing]
Where you at?
[Trey]
What the fuck was that?
Should we do something?
[Silas]
Dude, we ridin' so dirty,
we're Pigpen!
You want to go to
fucking jail again?
I mean, when you
put it like that...
Look, let's just
play another track,
forget this shit.
This one's called Clown Sex.
[Trey laughs] Okay!
Okay.
Ooh!
Damn, homie,
this beat is mad sexual!
Uh!
[sexy beat]
I tell you a year in lockup,
shit will make you horny
as fuck.
Shit's all backed up.
I feel like fuckin'
superglue with no lid,
know what I mean?
Hey, but now you
all jugga-famous
'cause of that shit
with Scarecrow,
it's gonna be mad easy for you
to get the skins
at the Gathering.
Bro, at this point?
You put a pair of fake tits
up on the telephone pole,
I'mma go Woody Woodpecker
on that bitch.
[imitates a woodpecker pecking]
There ain't nothin'
better than some sweaty,
stinky fuckin' tent
sex at the Gathering.
Tent sex at the Gathering
Uh, smell like that shit mud
from the Gathering of the
Mudalos.
Remember that shit?
What was the name of the
Jugalette you smashed that year?
[Silas] Ah, Psychosis, bro!
[Trey, laughing]
Yeah, Psychosis!
[Silas]
Yo, she was wifey material,
though. For real.
Man, that year fuckin' sucked.
[Silas]
I don't know about all that.
It did smell like
the devil's anus.
But I smashed and I made enough
cheddar to get my surgery,
so silver linings playbook.
[Trey] Only a true
wicked clown like you
would let ninjas staple
money all over their body.
Shit, man, I'd do it again!
And I made bank when
I convinced those juffalos
that I could get Deviant Dan to
cut his nipples off.
-That was you?
-[Silas] Well, here's the thing.
He was plannin' on
doing it already, so...
easy money!
[chuckles]
[Trey]
Oh, earnin' and burnin'!
Carnival provides, yo.
[music continues]
[Trey's voice]
The Gathering.
It's like adult summer camp
where all the counselors
huff nitrous.
Lifelong friends are made.
Babies are conceived.
Couples get married.
And all are invited
to openly shit in garbage cans.
[Silas] You know, God...
is a Juggalo.
This Dark Carnival
shit is for real.
I think I'm starting to
see the light, Father Silas.
[Silas]
It's like Meemaw always said,
"It's always darkest
before the dawn."
What the--bro,
that cop is tailin' us.
[Silas] Nah!
You just 'noid 'cause
you just out the hoosegow.
He's pullin' me over.
[siren wailing]
[Silas] What the fuck?
Fuck, fuck!
[Silas] You were
goin' the speed limit.
What the fuck?
[Trey] I'm goin' back to
goddamn jail.
Fuck me in the ass!
Trey, you're not
going back to jail.
I'm not about to let nothing get
between us and the Gathering.
We are road warriors, bro.
Let me handle this.
[Trey] Please don't do
anything fuckin' stupid, okay?
[Silas] Stupid!?
You're the one who
almost punched a sheriff!
Your conflict resolution
skills are lacking, bro!
Violence has to be plan B.
Yeah, what the fuck is plan A?
[Silas] Treat him like a bully.
Show 'em who's alpha.
Confuse their dumb white asses.
[Trey] Man, that's a stupid,
stupid fucking plan.
[knocking on glass]
[Trey] What's the
problem, Officer... R. Cox?
[chuckles]
Where you boys headed?
Church.
We're going to Sunday school.
It's Thursday,
and I was speaking
to the driver.
License and
registration, please.
[whispering] Psst,
shut the fuck up, dude.
Can you tell me what
I did wrong, Officer?
[inhales deeply]
Smells fragrant.
What y'all been smokin'?
That's just incense.
It's for his anxiety.
Who else knows you're out here?
My sound cloud followers.
My meemaw.
That's a weird
question, Officer.
Why don't we, uh, see
what y'all have in the back?
Uh, I don't think you
can do that, Officer.
Don't you need,
like, a warrant, right?
I have probable cause.
You see, this vehicle
reeks of marijuana.
Further, it is littered
with gang paraphernalia.
What gang?
Juggalos, right?
FBI classified
Juggalos as a gang.
Nah, we squashed that shit.
The clowns sued the FBI.
Get with the now.
The actions of a few do
not define us all, my brother.
It's like saying
all Germans are Nazis.
Yeah, or all cops are cocks!
Get the fuck out of the vehicle.
Whoa!
Welcome to
Mississippi... dickheads.
[Silas] Fuck...
Let's don't make the news, okay?
-Okay?
-Okay.
[Officer Cox] Open up
the back of this thing.
Let's see.
[tense music]
[Officer Cox] Open it.
Ohhhkay.
Uh, all that shit is intended
for my own personal use.
It's my vitamins and shit.
[Officer Cox laughs]
That is an impressive
collection.
Looks like, uh,
30 years to life to me.
Hope you aren't
a repeat offender.
'Cause if so, you gonna
be in for a world of shit.
[chuckles]
That's right.
Boys at county gonna
have a lot of fun with you.
You fuckin' freak.
And it's not even mine!
You know, transporting narcotics
across state lines
is trafficking...
and a federal crime.
[metal music]
[popping]
Oh!
[Trey] What are you doin', man?
Silas, what the fuck!?
Are you fucking crazy!?
Si, you're gonna kill him, man!
What happened to plan A?
[laughs]
[Trey] Silas, what the fuck?
[laughs]
[Trey] No, no, no! Don't!
Don't, man.
Enjoy the Shadowside... porky!
[Trey] Silas, no! Don't shoot!
Get the fuck over here!
Let's get the fuck outta here!
Fuck, fuck, fuck...
You just punched my ticket
back to prison, you fuck!
[Silas] "It's not even mine"?
Narc!
Man, I don't get you.
You just did a year for my ass
and now you about
to sell me out?
[Trey] I ain't gonna do a bid
over some dumb shit, Silas!
The year I did was 'cause
I was protecting you, man!
You were protecting me?
Yeah, right.
What the fuck did you say?
What are we gonna do, Silas?
We hightail it to the Gathering.
[Trey] Fuck that, man.
We'll be smelling
bacon the whole way.
Van ain't exactly low profile.
[Silas] Homie, I just gave
that blue boy enough acid
to make him think
he is an orange.
Acid?
It's not for
splittin' wigs, Trey!
It's for expanding minds.
I'm gonna sell some of this
MKUltra at the Gathering.
Do you have any idea what
they'll do to you in prison?
Don't worry.
You'll be there to protect me.
Stop acting so hard, man.
I've seen you
piss the bed recently.
One time!
Fuck.
We gotta get off
the fuckin' road, man.
Lay low for a minute.
[Silas] You know Scarecrow's
not too far from here, right?
Scarecrow!?
What the fuck, man?
You trying to get me
fucking killed now?
[Silas] The ninja
got a redneck car lot.
Maybe we can swap
out the Hatchet Wagon
for a... you know, a clean ride!
What the fuck makes you
think he's gonna wanna help us?
Okay, you may need to
apologize to him first--
[Trey] Fuck that!
Mothafucka had
it fucking coming.
Fuck him!
Man, we got this
sick fuckin' demo!
We're gonna perform!
Our shit is going to pop off!
[Trey] Fuck, man, fuck!
[Silas] You gotta admit,
it was pretty fire
the way I put down
that oink oink.
Across your face
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
[Trey's voice]
A loving relationship
is a tree to be tended,
not a flower to be picked.
You're so small
You're fucking nothing
Nothing at all
The sun burns on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrists of the sky
Whoop, whoop!
What up, Road Kill?
Silas.
Trey, what the fuck
are you doing here?
Scarecrow around?
Yeah, but I don't think he
wants to see the likes of you.
Look, I know shit's
been kind of gnarly
since that Gathering
a few years back.
Shit's been fucked
thanks to you!
[Trey] I know alright,
I'm here to fix it.
[spits, laughs]
Your fucking funeral.
-[Trey] Go ahead.
-[Silas] Fucking go in.
[Silas sighs]
[foreboding music]
[whispers]
Yo, yo, yo, yo.
Whoa, is that a Hanzo?
Yeah, I think so.
Got the gold tip and everything.
You think that's real?
Man...
[door opens]
[man] Thanks again
for the milk, baby!
Shit, Juggalos.
Chocolate-covered pretzel?
-No thanks.
-Your loss.
[door opens and shuts]
Hi.
Hey.
Hey just make sure Scare
gets his.
This way, clowns.
Who's she?
That's Eden.
Scarecrow's little sister.
Eden? That's tight.
Knew a chick named
Hallelujah once.
[chuckles]
I know a girl named Modesty.
She used to show me her
tits for Pokemon cards.
[giggles]
Yo!
Eden is so fly, man.
I'd, like, eat a
bag of shit just to
buy her tampons.
Hope that happens for you, man.
Thank you.
[knocking on door]
Hey, Scarecrow?
You'll never guess
who's here to see you.
-[Scarecrow] Don't come in!
-[giggles]
Man, what the fuck?
I said don't come in.
I'm sorry, Scarecrow.
I thought you said come in.
I can't hear from
all the bombs and shit.
If you can't hear well,
then close the fucking door
you deaf idiot.
Yeah, you deaf idiot!
You shut the fuck up,
Fuck Stick!
[man]
We gotta get these little legs
movin'.
He'll be out in a minute.
It's fine.
Cool.
[sniffing]
[foreboding music]
[flies buzzing]
They had to cut out his
butthole--from overuse, right?
[laughs]
Yo, so they couldn't fuck him
up the pooper anymore, right?
So they started fucking
the surgical hole in
his stomach instead.
They called it a, uh...
-Stoma.
-A stoma.
Fucked up, right?
[Silas] Hey, you think
Scarecrow got a stoma?
[Trey] Why don't you ask him?
See what happens?
[Silas] Scarecrow!
Hey, man, you got a sto--
My ninja! Ha!
[foreboding music]
[Scarecrow] Why the
fuck you two shit stains
darken my doorstep?
Particularly you... Judas.
You come here to give
up a pound of flesh?
Scarecrow, hear a ninja out.
I am sorry we got you
kicked out of the Gathering
and had your car taken
apart piece by piece.
I am.
Honestly, you know you deserve
Juggalo justice, though.
You were stealing.
Allegedly.
Look, bro...
we got in a little
trouble with the po-po.
Now, I know you fuckin' hate me.
Don't you hate cops more?
[foreboding music]
You got all of us
at the Mystic Mississippi Crew
banned from the
Gathering for life.
Can you imagine the
humiliation of 5,000 Juggalos
screaming, you fucked up!
You fucked up! You fucked up!
My bad.
Still rap?
Hell yeah.
Paint my face,
say some dumb shit on the mic.
Take a sucka Juggalo's money.
That's one way to look at it.
So, uh...
you have some
trouble with some cops?
[Silas] Couldn't be avoided.
Mm.
[Silas] We was down by
Penny's Caf, you know?
They pulled us over.
Motherfucking pig saw my stash.
But I got the jump on him.
I gave him some of this.
-[laughs]
-No way, fuckface!
[Scarecrow] Yo bruh,
why do we need to bring
guns to this conversation?
Everybody chill!
That is a squirt gun.
That right there
is some legit LSD.
I got it from Scary Larry,
the junkie pioneer.
Treat yourself!
That cop is probably
peaking right now.
If he does figure out what
dimension he's in, though,
he's gonna be lookin'
for the Hatchet Wagon.
Is there any chance we can
borrow one of your cars
and leave the van here just--
just 'til after the Gathering?
Pretty please.
Wait a second.
Let me get this straight.
Like...
you two goony birds want me
to loan you a
non-felonious vehicle
while I babysit your van,
which the cops are
actively searching for?
Uh-huh.
[laughter]
I just fail to see how
this trade benefits me.
Come on, ninja.
Help a couple fellow
Juggalos out, man.
I knew that stupid fucking
Juggalo family shit
would come up.
Fuck that clown shit!
I'm a business... man.
All right, Scarecrow.
I got some real good shit here.
Some artisanal Molly,
free range mushrooms,
small batch cocaine,
and free trade Peruvian hash.
Can we do a deal?
I'll take the whole stash.
I'll keep the van.
And I want you two to come to
a little ceremony
we're having later.
Anything to get to the
motherfucking Gathering.
[foreboding music]
[Trey's voice]
If I can look my enemy
in the eye
and I don't see myself...
then I understand neither
myself nor my enemy.
[barking, growling]
[Trey] There goes my
goddamn cream dream.
I cannot believe
we traded the wagon
for this fucking piece of shit.
[Silas] It could be worse.
This guy I sell T to...
he offered to be my sex table
if I gave him a discount.
What the fuck is a sex table?
Oh, it's where you get down
on all fours like a table
and people have
sex on top of you.
[Eden] Don't knock it
'til you try it, boys!
[rock music]
What's up? I'm Trey.
Hi, Eden, like the garden.
What's up with
quiet riot over here?
Silas Elton Devereaux.
Please to meet you, my lady.
Oh, Elton, huh?
Hey, don't sleep on Tiny Dancer.
Shit's a fucking
certified banger.
Oh, I like Elton John.
But, uh, I hear you two can rap.
You gonna spit some
bars for me or what?
I got you.
[whispers] He gets
stage fright sometimes.
Shut up, T-Money.
Just give me a minute.
Okay.
My name is Si-las
And I eat ass
I just met a girl named
Eden
She got my cock hard
And I'm fiendin'
For her neden
Feels like
My soul is shreddin'
She's a fine-ass pelt
My heart is doin' something
That I ain't never felt
I could bust a nut
Just hearin' her fart
To make this rap shit
I pour my heart into my art
[laughs]
Oh shit, that's pretty good.
I hope I didn't offend you
talkin' about you fartin'.
Oh, not at all.
My farts are...
very sexual.
I bet they are.
I'm impressed, homie.
I think there's
actually a chance
you won't totally embarrass
yourself at the Gathering.
The Gathering?
You ain't never been?
We're gonna perform there.
No, some Juggalos
are cool, but...
Brian--I mean, Scarecrow--
he just takes that shit too far.
I already live in
a violent world.
I ain't tryin' to
escape to one too.
Oh, it ain't literal, though.
Songs are just like
little mini horror films
set to a dope-ass beat.
Yeah, Juggalos ain't
about violence.
It's all about family.
Like, no matter how
fucked up your past is,
unconditional acceptance.
Yeah, I hear that,
but, you know,
family ain't exactly a
good thing for everybody.
-[insects buzzing]
-[bird squawking]
So...
this place all yours?
It was my Grammy's, but, uh,
she left it to Brian
when she died.
She was mauled to death
by a pack of feral wolves.
What?
Yeah, back when this place
used to be a plantation,
they would train
wild dogs and wolves
to hunt down runaway slaves.
Their descendants are
still in these woods.
Bloodlust is, like, in
their genes and shit now.
After my dad found our Grammy,
never ate sausage again.
[insects chirping]
Hey, uh, I gotta express myself.
You boys wanna come inside?
Like the NWA song?
[bird chirping]
[panting]
[Trey's voice]
The greatest gift
you can give yourself
is calm amongst the chaos.
[gentle piano music]
What?
Oh, I'm just... in awe.
Well, fuck off.
I don't like doin' this,
but I don't have a choice.
I'm sorry.
One of you guys
got a light for me?
What does he do with the milk?
He thinks it's his secret to
getting his legs to work again.
He wants to stop eating solid
food and only drink my milk.
Idiot.
Plus, he sells it to,
like, bodybuilders
and sex freaks and shit.
But every time,
I think about Lotus.
Who's Lotus?
Sorry.
Didn't even make it
to her first birthday.
[Trey] Lotus--that's
a Juggalo name.
Yeah, her daddy was a Juggalo.
He said the lotus grows in
the darkest muck of the swamp.
But when it blossoms,
it's the most
beautiful flower in the world.
That's some poetry right there.
[Trey] So, what's the deal with
you and your brother... Brian?
He's overprotective.
But he's the only family I got.
[Silas] You ever
think about leavin'?
Oh, I've tried.
Never turns out well.
He says he needs me,
which is kind of sweet
in a twisted sort of way.
Each of these was
an escape attempt.
I'm just trying to survive now.
Yo, that's why blood
don't always mean family.
[Eden] Wasn't always like this.
Brian and I used to be
best friends before Afghanistan.
He even saved my life once.
Our dad was a DEA agent,
always out of town.
One day, he comes home
and finds our mother
in bed with his brother.
[gunshot]
Full bloodbath.
[Silas] Shit.
[Eden] Brian hid us
under the trailer
while daddy went
full Jack Torrance.
Would've killed us if
he could've found us.
[Trey] Damn.
Thought my family was fucked up.
[Eden] What's up
with your family?
[Trey] Junkie mom.
Dad... no idea.
Grew up in and out
of foster homes
'til I met Silas,
his big bro, Magic Mike.
They took me in.
Mike taught us about music.
Taught us how to be men.
Showed us that Juggalo life.
[Eden] Where's he at now?
He passed.
Car accident.
He was driving Meemaw
home from the bar.
When he stopped at a red light,
some...
joker came at him with
a tire iron and he panicked.
Didn't see the
garbage truck coming.
Crushed him like a grape.
Meemaw's still in a...
barely conscious state.
But she... she's gonna wake up.
Soon.
There are a million
ways to mourn.
All of them are correct.
Thank you.
[gentle piano and violin music]
[Trey's voice]
It's like life
splits into two halves...
before you lose someone
you love and after.
[sunny bass and
percussion beats]
[electric guitar joins in]
In this ritual
In another world
Leave it all behind,
In another girl
I can open up
I can close it shut
I can leave you now
You just want some love
To make you whole
To rise above
-What what?
-Hold on, let me get it.
Make a wish and blow.
What did you wish for?
I can't fuckin' tell you.
It wouldn't come true!
I would've wished for a friend
like the two of you have.
When you a Juggalo, you got
family all over the world.
I like you nerds.
Glad you're staying
for the ceremony.
[Trey] Us too.
You guys wanna fuck?
Uh...
I can't today.
You can tell me if you
just think I'm gross.
I just ate, so--
Don't worry about it.
I just wanted to
feel loved for a second.
[gentle music]
Girl, we love you already.
You're more than just your body.
You're one of us.
You a Juggalo whether
you know it or not.
You see this ninja over here?
He just did a year
in jail for me.
It's nothin'.
Just a little fight.
[Silas] He stood up for me.
Si, don't.
It's cool, T.
He stomped the fuck out
of this frat boy's scrotum.
[giggles]
Dude was comin' at me
'cause I'm trans.
Promised Mike
I'd look after you.
[gentle music]
That's dope.
You dope.
I showed you my scars.
Now show me yours.
Oh, oh, you know about scars?
Oh, okay.
You watch the YouTube--
What's that?
[Silas] It's like I was born
with my heart outside
my body, you know?
'Cause people always be coming
for your life.
But... it's cool.
You feel more.
That's sexy.
[gentle music]
I'm gonna go.
No, don't.
You're not trying to make me
a sex table, are you?
Capture the beauty.
[Trey's voice]
They say love is humanity's
most complicated emotion.
That's all bullshit.
In reality, it's
the fuckin' simplest.
[gentle music]
All expressions of
humanity are of the divine.
[laid-back music]
Whoop, whoop.
How do you like our faces?
They're perfect.
We are no more different
from each other
than two fingers
on the same hand.
[guitar strumming]
[foreboding music]
Let's begin the necromancy.
Eden, are you ready?
We are here to contact
the spirit of Lotus,
who was taken from us
at a very young age.
[Trey] Eden, what the fuck!?
[Eden] It's okay, Silas.
[Scarecrow] Shhh! Don't
fuck up my incantation!
[coughs]
[chants in Latin]
Your mother's blood has
been shed and consumed.
Lotus, please, speak with us!
How's a baby ghost
supposed to communicate?
I know.
[Scarecrow] Shh!
But she never learned
to talk, right?
Shut the fuck up, man!
God!
There's too many distractions.
I just...
we need something more potent.
What if...
What if we consumed
a little flesh...
[voice echoes, distorts]
Anything to feel
her presence again.
[Silas] Eden, no!
Don't do it.
I love that pinky.
If Lotus's spirit
is gonna join us,
it's because I made a sacrifice.
[whispers] I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
I scream, you scream...
[pants]
Hell yeah, let
the healing begin!
[screams]
[screams]
Whoa, what the fuck!?
[Eden cries silently]
Mm, oh...
You're so...
You're so fuckin' hardcore,
Scarecrow...
Did it work?
Is she here?
She's losing too much blood.
We gotta cauterize it!
[Scarecrow] What?
Didn't you ever see Rambo 3?
Where he put the
gunpowder on his stomach
and lit it on fire?
You wanna use my lighter?
Gotta be hotter than that.
I've got a cooking
torch in the kitchen.
[Eden cries]
I know it's in here somewhere.
I made crme brulee last week!
You made fuckin' crme brulee...
Yeah, I used breastmilk!
-Ah! Ah!
-That's it! Go, go, go, go!
Give me the hatchet.
It better fuckin' work 'cause
we ain't goin' to no goddamn
hospital.
[suspenseful music]
Swing, swing, swing.
Chop, chop, chop.
[Eden] Just do it.
-[sizzling]
-[screams]
Oh, goddamn dude.
Ain't no thing.
I just watch a lot of movies.
[knocking on door]
It's Lotus!
Momma's here, baby!
[creepy music]
Randy! What took you so long?
[deranged laughter]
Randy... [laughs]
Randy Cox!
[laughs]
[chuckles] What the fuck?
[Randy] Forgot my name.
[laughs]
We got fuckin' made.
[whispers] I gotta
piss out my dick...
[Fuck Stick] Thank you.
Get the fuck out my way.
Piss dick comin' through!
[Silas] Scarecrow,
you sold us out.
I answer to Randy.
I'm a capitalist, bitch.
Shit is beyond your feeble
minds.
That's how you
treat family, huh?
Pfft!
Shut the fuck up!
Lookin' out for my real family.
Check it out.
She's useless on her own.
I post her ads.
Get her drugs, pay for countless
abortions, like... what?
[chuckles]
You didn't think you
were the first, right?
[Eden] Shut up!
Why do you wanna leave me?
'Cause you milk me,
you sick fuck!
You push everyone I love away.
[gunshot]
[shell clinks]
Was that me? It was loud.
Randy, why the fuck
would you do that!?
[Randy laughs]
Do you...
Ever get the urge to do
something really crazy!?
I mean, like, uh, you know,
when you're drivin' on a bridge
and you think to yourself,
"What if I just jerked
this motherfuckin' wheel
and drove this damn
thing right off the edge!?"
You ever get that feelin'?
Randy, you need to get
that gun out my face.
[whispering voices]
When my boy Adam was
a little, little baby,
I used to wonder,
what if I suffocated
him while he slept?
It would've been so easy.
Randy, can you get that
fucking gun out of my face
and these fucking
clowns out of my hair?
You've got clowns in your hair?
Clowns in your hair...
Where? Where?
[Scarecrow] Whoa...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Randy? Randy, come on, man.
We both served, remember?
Oorah...
[Eden] Give into
that feeling, Randy.
[Randy] I wish I could.
But... I pray to a greater god.
Let's go, Juggalos.
Eden, no!
Fuck!
Tell your boss this squares
us right?
[chuckles]
Bye.
Whoo, whoo, whoo,
whoo, whoo, whoo...
[door shuts]
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
[car starts]
It never ends
At the death of things
Love will swing
Burn everything
And sing
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
There is starlight
In your blood
It seems that
Our shadows are wearing us
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
Evil friend
Evil friend
Uh-huh
This don't look like
no fuckin' police station.
Yeah bro, what the fuck?
I know, I know this is scary.
Hell, I'm even scared.
Why are my hands
so fucking sweaty?
Okay, my boy dosed
you with acid,
but we don't deserve
to fuckin' die, man!
Acid?
[chuckles]
That's why I feel like this.
It's real good shit, bro.
Maybe you're even havin' a
little bit of fun?
This is supposed to be fun?
Happiness is not always fun.
"Happiness is not always fun."
Damn.
[insects buzzing]
I'm not gonna ever
win a rap battle.
I'm not gonna get up
on stage at the Gathering.
I'm never gonna eat
another banana split.
This is all your
fuckin' fault, Silas.
I would've never
come to Scarecrow's
if I wasn't trying
to protect you!
Whoever asked you to protect me?
Your brother Mike did!
I ain't your little
sister, Trey.
I never was.
[Trey] I just want you
to be happy, man.
My happiness isn't
your responsibility.
[Trey] I know.
I guess I just need to be...
needed.
We lost a year to that shit.
It don't fuckin' matter.
Nothin' fuckin' matters anymore.
Fuck!
Oh, shit!
It's the sheriff.
The fuck?
Look, Randy!
It's Barnum and fuckin' Bailey.
Hi!
[insects chirping]
Ow.
[sighs]
[foreboding music]
What a dark and...
beautiful night.
Huh?
[laughs]
[sighs, clears throat]
Hey...
Is the sun sleepin'?
Randy, you fuckin' sheep.
Is this who you are?
Just takin' orders?
I'm not normally like this.
Unfortunately...
ya'll witnessed my little
mistake here.
[grunts]
She can't help herself.
Ah...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
[Gavin] I hunted
her down once...
-Please, Randy.
-You gotta go back.
Ariel? Ariel.
Could've avoided all of this.
Damn it, my dick's
gotta piss again!
Mr. Randy, Mr. Randy,
please think about Adam.
Would you do this to your boy?
Sweetie.
Happiness is not always fun.
Mm-hmm.
All right, let's do this.
[Ariel] You don't
have to do this.
[Gavin] Mm-hmm.
You don't have to do this.
We can go back to how it was.
[laughs] I think we
both know that we have
passed the point of no return!
Who are these guys?
[Gavin] Um,
these are some Juggalos.
[Ariel] Why are they here?
[Gavin] To take the blame.
Mm.
Hey, hey...
Do you remember when
I used to sing you to sleep?
-Stop.
-No, no, do you remember?
Huh?
Oh.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
[Ariel cries]
Down in the willow garden
Where me
And my love did meet
While we sat a-courtin'
My love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of
Burgundy wine
[Ariel] Please, stop!
Please stop it. Stop it!
You nightmare maker, stop!
Baby, do you understand
what will happen to your daddy
if that baby's born?
Killing the unborn is wrong.
You taught me that.
It's a fuckin' abomination.
In Sunday school, they teach
you that all life is precious.
Is that what they teach
you at Sunday school?
They teach you at Sunday school
all life is precious? [laughs]
No, I'm sorry,
I'm not laughing at you,
it's just you're so goddamn cute
when you're being pious.
Randy, please help me.
[sobs]
Randy, please stop.
Do... do you know who put
all the piss in my dick?
Randy, please...
Who put the piss in my dick?
-Please, Randy...
-[Gavin] Babe, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Oh, I see you! Oh... I see you!
-[laughs]
-[Ariel] Please stop.
Peek-a-boo!
I'm comin' to get you!
-I'm comin' to get you!
-[Ariel] Please stop.
-I'm comin' to get you!
-[Ariel] Please help me.
I got you!
Oh, baby, baby...
that child, it ain't ever gonna
be born, okay?
[Ariel] I can feel
his heartbeat.
He's part of me.
Sweetie...
that thing is gonna ruin
both of our lives, all right?
This ends tonight.
[Randy] Uh, excuse me, Gavin?
Uh, have you ever seen God?
What the fuck is up
with you tonight, huh?
Dad...
My eyes are wide open,
that's what's up!
-Shh!
-Please!
Please don't hurt me, Dad.
Please don't hurt me.
-No, no, no, sweetie.
-Please don't hurt--
Look at me. Look at me.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
These losers are.
Like fuckin' hell we are.
Let her go, asshole!
Hey, shh, shh, shh...
Hey... I see God right now.
He's right over there!
And he's wearin' clown paint.
That's the Dark Carnival, Randy.
You believe!
[splash] Oh fuck, it's coming!
Hey, we're gonna hurry!
We better hurry!
Dad...
Baby!
Let's just kill it, okay?
And then everything
can go back to normal.
Just be just like
it was, all right?
We can blame it on these
two fuckin' losers.
Dad...
[sobs]
[grunts]
Remember when I told you
you'd regret runnin' into me?
Now it looks like
I'm the ringmaster
of your fuckin' circus, boy.
-Huh? Do-do--
[grunts]
-Fuckin' asshole!
-Back up!
Back the fuck up!
Sit down!
Sit the fuck down!
Just get over it!
It's meat, okay?
It's just fuckin' meat!
I don't wanna be a part
of your family anymore.
[Gavin] Quit your whining!
If you just scraped it out
like I fuckin' told you to,
we wouldn't be sitting here
right now, so shut the fuck up!
Randy! The carnival is always
watching.
Happiness is not always fun.
Gavin!
[Ariel sobs]
Really, Randy?
It is time to stop
hurting things.
Lower... your sidearm, Randall.
Put that fucking gun down.
Randy?
Randy...
I should not be standing
on this grass right now.
[Ariel groans]
Do you know how much
grass I have killed
in my whole life?
It's coming!
I've seen the light!
[gunshot]
[gasps]
[thud]
Now it's dark.
No...
No, no, no...
Fuck...
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
[both chanting] I scream,
you scream, we all scream
for ice cream...
-Shut up!
-[chanting continues]
-Fuckin' shut it! Shut it!
-[chanting continues]
I'll blow your fuckin' head off!
-Shut up or I'll--
-Dad!
[gunshots]
[gasps]
Oh! Oh, my fucking shirt.
[Ariel groans, pants]
Oh, fuck, fuck.
[Silas] Fucking hell.
No, no.
[Trey] She's gone, man.
Shit, girl.
That sucks.
[insects chirping]
Yo!
Maybe that baby's still
alive in there, right?
Silas, the Lycan
He's a real man
Gonna birth new life
In the midst of this strife
Come on Timber Trey
Find that light
Gonna deliver this child
You know that it's right
I like that.
What the fuck are you doing?
You ain't never seen Mr. Wizard?
I'm sterilizing the blade.
No, I was a Bill Nye guy.
What are you gonna do with it?
Peep the technique.
[insects buzzing]
Girl, I'm sorry,
but I know this is what
you would've wanted.
Oh fuck no, man.
Ugh...
Oh...
Blood is sticky, yo.
[Trey] Ugh, fuck!
[groans]
Where you at?
Where you at, lil' ninja?
Oh, I got him
Oh my fucking God...
Oh...
I think he's dead.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Gotta clear the mouth.
Oh, come on, buddy.
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy.
Oh, he ain't breathin'.
Turn him over. Turn him over.
Ooh, come on, buddy.
[baby cries]
[both cheering]
Oh, Trey!
[laughs]
We're fuckin' heroes!
[laughter]
[Trey] Holy fuck.
He's our family now.
We're gonna take
good care of him for you.
[laughs]
[baby crying]
I'm gonna call him...
Lil' Dirty Bastard.
Get it?
Yeah, I get it.
[baby crying]
Hold him, hold him, hold him.
Okay, hold him up, hold him up.
Hold him up, hold him up.
Come here, buddy.
Okay, okay.
Nice and tight,
that's it, buddy.
Okay, okay.
I got him, I got him.
Come here, buddy.
Hey, hey...
Oh my god.
Yo, Trey...
I'm mad bummed about
all this death and shit...
but this is
a Dark Carnival miracle.
The miracle of life
is some dank-ass shit, huh?
[softly]
If magic is all
We've ever known
Then it's easy to miss
What really goes on
But I see miracles
In every way
And I see miracles
Every day
You like that, buddy?
[gentle, elegant string music]
I think that fuckin'
ceremony worked.
[laughs]
[baby crying]
[insects chirping]
We're comin', Eden.
[car starts]
If magic is all
We've ever known
Then it's easy to miss
What really goes on
But I've seen miracles
In every way
And I see miracles
Every day
Ocean spanning
Beyond my sight
And a million stars
Way above them at night
["Miracles" continues
on car stereo]
You look dangerous
as hell, ninja.
Finally, the street cred
I've been waitin' for.
[Trey] What the fuck does
"less lethal" even mean?
How can you be less dead?
I know, right?
Death is way less cool than
they make it sound in rap songs.
Yo, I've been thinkin'
about our name.
The Blood Wolf Clan.
You Timber Trey...
and I'm Silas the Lycan.
What you think?
I think it's fresh as fuck.
[Silas] Yo, you cryin', homie?
It's been a stressful day, man.
Family.
[both] Family.
Family.
[Trey] Family.
[melancholy theme]
[Trey's voice]
Be what you wanna be.
Act how you wanna act.
Love who you wanna love.
Dance how you wanna dance.
Do what you wanna do.
Fuck you if you don't like it.
We are fucking Juggalos.
[music continues]
[insects chirping]
[smooth psycho music]
[knocking on door]
[laughs] What the fuck
are you, juffalo soldier?
[Silas] Can you please
send Eden outside?
I think she would like to come
with us to the Gathering.
No.
Don't you think that
should be her decision?
Well?
Guess it's time for Plan B.
[music]
[blast]
Who wants a taste of my taser
sword?
-[blasts]
-[grunts]
[music]
[glass shattering]
Oh!
[high-pitched scream]
Shotgun!
[begs frantically]
Stop, stop, stop!
Stop! Stop! Aah!
Aah!
[high-pitched yelping]
[gun cocks]
[Scarecrow] You ain't got
a dog in this fight, Silas.
This is family shit.
You better believe it is!
-Silas!
-Shut up!
[metal music]
[screams]
Oh, fuck!
[cocks gun]
You fucked up.
No, you fucked up!
Aah!
[shouts]
[pants]
Eden. [groans]
Eden come on...
You only hurt the ones you love.
You mean the ones you pity?
Eden!
What am I gonna do?
You're the only thing I've got!
Please!
[groans]
I'm not a thing, and
you haven't got me.
At least not anymore.
I'm your blood.
I'm your family.
You're not my family.
And you ain't a fuckin' Juggalo.
[pants]
Eden... come on.
[Scarecrow]
What are you doing...
[foreboding music]
[Scarecrow moans]
Drink up...
baby bitch.
[gurgles, gags]
Aaah!
[sputters]
[coughs]
That's some poetry right there.
You okay?
[sweet, gentle string music]
[ethereal music]
[Trey's voice]
In the laws of the jungle,
the real strength of
the wolf is not its claws
or its teeth or
its hunting prowess.
The strength of the
pack is the wolf,
and the strength of
the wolf is the pack.
[ethereal music]
[ethereal music]
[woman] That'll be 17 dollars.
[muzak on sound system]
Baby, are you okay?
[Trey] Best day of my life.
'Cause you look like dog shit.
We down with the clown
'til we dead in the ground.
[woman] Huh?
Carnival provides.
Baby, you're not
makin' any sense.
Thank you.
I do prefer nonsense.
You're a beautiful person.
[cricket chirping]
[Trey's voice]
There is not an imperfect soul
among us.
[softly] Blood Wolf Clan.
How fresh is that?
[softly] Blood Wolf Clan
is for the children.
Street cred, homie.
I love you, bro.
I love you too, ninja.
[starts van]
[Trey's voice]
We all think
we deserve grace.
But how many us show
compassion to those around us?
The unfortunate.
The ugly.
The poor.
The gross.
Blood may be thicker
than water...
but it ain't shit compared
to the bond of Juggalo family.
[melancholy theme]
[dogs panting]
[Scarecrow] Oh shit!
Oh shit!
[screams]
It's the dogs!
[screams, sobs]
[dogs feasting]
[melancholy theme]
[Trey's voice]
Juggalos show each other mercy.
They forgive.
They accept.
This is the misunderstood
pack that I choose.
I choose the light.
[inhales]
Wow... that was fuckin'
beautiful, man.
[Trey] Ready to get up onstage
and wild the fuck out?
Hell yeah, ninja.
Annihilate that motherfucker.
Better give me a
copy of that demo.
You go, I'll follow.
Road Warriors, dude.
Let's tag team this shit.
[Eden] You nerds
are gonna be great.
[crowd shouting in distance]
Matter of fact...
I need my fam up there with me.
Let's fucking go!
Family!
[others join in] Family!
Family! Family!
Family!
[Trey's voice]
Whoop, whoop, motherfucker.
Whoop, whoop.
[Female singer]
If magic is all
We ever know
It's easy to miss
What really goes on
But I've seen miracles
In every way
And I've seen miracles
Every day
Oceans spanning
Beyond my sight
And a million stars
Above 'em at night
We don't have to be high
To look in the sky
And know it's a miracle,
Opened wide
[Glockenspiel interlude]
Fields, trees, seven seas
And everything chillin'
Underwater, please
Hot lava, snow,
Rain and fog
Long-necked giraffes,
Pet cats and dogs
Sun and moon and even Mars
The Milky Way and
Shooting stars
UFOs, a river flows
Plant a little seed
And nature grows
Niagara Falls
And the pyramids
Everything you believed in
As a kid
Fucking rainbows
After it rains
There's enough miracles here
To blow your brains
I fed a fish at 'Frisco Bay
It tried to eat my phone
But it ran away
And music is magic,
Pure and clean
You can feel it and hear it
But it can't be seen
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
[Glockenspeil interlude]
Music is all a feeling
And it fills the room
From floor to the ceiling
And I see miracles
All around me
Stop and look around
It's all astounding
Water, fire, air, and dirt
Fucking magnets,
How do they work
And I don't wanna talk
To a scientist
Y'all motherfuckers
Is getting me pissed
Solar eclipse and
Vicious weather
Fifteen thousand
Juggalos together
And I love my mom
For giving me this
Time on this planet
Taking nothing for granted
[Glockenspiel interlude]
Miracles each and everywhere
You look
And nobody has to stay
Where they're put
This world is yours
For you to explore
There's nothing but miracles
Beyond your door
Take a look at
This fine creation
And enjoy it better
With appreciation
Crows, ghosts,
The midnight coast
The wonders of the world
Mysteries the most
Just open your mind
And it ain't no way
To ignore the miracles of
Every day
[Glockenspiel interlude]
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
Are you a believer in
Miracles
Do you notice and
Recognize miracles
[song ends]