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[fire whooshing]
[pensive music]
[soft crackling]
[light dramatic music]
[echoing man whispering] Step right up.
[wolf howling]
[foreboding organ music]
[panting]
[groaning and gasping]
[squelching]
[loudly groaning]
[growling]
[laughing]
[groaning continues]
[growling continues]
[soft rustling]
[sharply exhaling and grunting]
[ominous music]
[soft growling]
[footsteps approaching]
[light rock music]
[panting]
[clacking]
[rock music distantly playing]
[soft buzzing]
- [woman] Hey. - [Louis] Hey.
What are we doing for you today?
- [Louis] Cover up. - Okay. On your back?
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
Uh, yeah, this isn't like a $200 job.
- What do you want me to do here? - [Louis] I don't care.
- [woman] This is gonna be, like, $2000. - [Louis] Come on.
[woman sighs] I mean, it's gonna take me so much time.
It's gonna take a lot of ink.
[Louis] So, what am I supposed to do?
[sighs] I wouldn't take your shirt off in public. [softly chuckles]
[engines rumbling]
[Louis] God damn it.
[sighs]
[softly] Fucking--
[indistinct mumbling]
Oh, God! Fucking--
- [loud bang] - [groans] Damn it!
[softly] Oh, God.
[bell ringing]
- [indistinct chatter] - [woman 1] Right, goodbye. Uh, bye, Melody.
[girl] Bye, Mel.
[indistinct chatter continues]
[woman 1] Bye, sweetie.
[woman 2] With that in mind, we have a guest here today
who actually has some firsthand experience.
This is Louis, and you can ask him any questions you might have.
Anybody have a question? Yeah, Ann.
[Ann] Did you ever use the "N" word?
Yes, I did.
It was a mistake.
But that's how we talked back then.
- [woman 2] Elliot. - [Elliot] Did you guys make meth?
No. Uh, we mainly smoked weed and played music.
[Ann] What kind of music?
Um, I was into doom metal stuff,
and, uh... well, there's a large neo-Nazi--
[Elliot] I heard everybody who plays death metal is a Nazi.
- Uh, no, no-- that's not-- - [Elliot] Have you ever killed someone?
No.
Look, we were just dumb kids
that got confused by some bullshit.
Uh... [stutters] can I say "bullshit"?
- [woman 2] I'd rather you didn't. - [whispers] Ouch.
- [Elliot] Are you sorry you did it? - Yes.
- [Ann] Would you take it back if you could? - Yes.
[Elliot] Is your life better now than it was then?
Yeah. Of course.
- [scratching] - [coughing]
[heavy metal music playing]
[deeply exhales] So, um...
...big news. Um...
...I cried the other day.
I was, um... I was in my car,
and I turned on the radio, and that, um,
that Aerosmith song comes on. You know,
the one with the acoustic intro, like--
- "Dream on." - Mm-hmm.
Yeah, that's it. That's it.
Eminem did a version of it, and...
...I remember sitting in the parking lot
of a Giant Eagle with my friends.
We were 16, eating tacos,
talking about how our dads used to kick the shit out of us.
[shakily breathing]
[clears throat]
And I remember, um...
...that's one of the last times I hung out with those guys, you know.
And my friend Kyle hugged me goodbye, you know.
[stutters]
And I was like, "Holy shit," you know, "that's--
I think that's the last time a dude has hugged me, I think."
[deeply inhales] And I just, uh--
[clicks tongue, deeply inhales and exhales]
Cool. That takes strength.
- [man 1] Hmm - [man 2] Uh-huh.
[man 3] Yeah, just to sort of, like, piggyback off
from what, uh, Louis was saying, you know--
[grunting]
- [Anders] I got next. - You hear that, Louis?
- [Louis panting] - He's got next.
- [Louis] Leave him alone! - [both grunting]
- Odin's hammer! - [thud]
- [grunts] - Fuck!
- Blood and honor, motherfucker! - [Louis groaning] Oh, fuck--
- [grunting] There you go. - Get--
[Louis] Fuck off, faggot!
God damn it!
[panting]
Fucking asshole!
Oh, fucking nice. Just thanks, asshole.
- Fuck! - [door bangs]
[panting]
[grunts]
I know what you think.
I hear you whispering when you think you're alone.
I hear the blood in your neck.
[suspenseful music]
[Anders] Do you think he's okay?
I wouldn't worry about him right now.
I'm sorry for what's about to happen to you.
I'm sorry after I kick your ass, bitch.
Right now, this is a game to you.
You and your little buddy,
you play until you get bored.
But this is not a game to me!
This is about the survival of our race.
You need to see that.
You need to take it on... physically.
- [grunting] - [yelling]
Fuck-- fuck off me!
[growling]
- [yelling] - [growling]
- [squelching] - [groaning]
[growling continue]
[line ringing]
[automated voice] At the tone, please record your message.
When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options.
- [beep] - Hey, it's, uh, Lou.
Um, I was wondering if you could talk or something.
Um, yeah, uh...
...yeah, um... anyway, I hope you're having fun
pretending to be a fucking Viking or whatever. Bye.
- [beep] - [deeply exhales]
[Anders on phone] So, somebody ran out of money, huh?
- [exhales] - Come on up to the cabin, we'll talk about it.
[distant indistinct chatter]
So, what should I do?
What do you wanna do?
I don't know. Maybe he's different, you know.
Maybe we could--
- you know, maybe he's-- - Yeah.
Maybe.
- Plus money. - [chuckles] Sure.
You just make sure that the reason is the reason, you know?
I know what?
[sighs]
You want the God's honest truth?
Those days, fighting, fucking, all that horrible shit,
those were the best days of our lives,
and we all know it.
We just pretend not to.
Were the best days of our lives, and they're over.
Over.
I don't know.
Just don't get stuck up there.
- Oh, I don't care about that shit-- - Okay.
What do you care about?
[low-pitched buzzing]
[yelling and growling] We are wolves against the world!
[heavy metal music playing]
[indistinct death growling]
[birds chirping]
[rock music distantly playing]
[muted]
[deeply exhales]
[Anders] Louis?
Fuck are you doing here, man?
- [sighs] - [laughs]
It's good to see you.
[Louis] Yeah, man. You too.
[both] So--
So, um, you live out here now?
Yeah. Yeah, I run a, a men's workshop
- on the other side of the property. Yeah. - Men's workshop. Wow.
You know, getting in touch with the feelings and all that.
Yeah, um, so, uh,
you know, you're not, uh... [chuckles]
...you don't--
[music continues]
Not a Nazi anymore?
Come on, man, that shit was, like, seven years ago.
Uh, what's that?
[Anders] It's for a workshop with the other men.
Where are they?
Around.
You won't see 'em.
I didn't see any other buildings on the way in.
You're staying for a day or two.
- Am I, now? - You are.
- [Louis] I got work on Tuesday. - Yeah, yeah.
[Louis] Where's your shoes?
[loud creaking]
I don't have any clothes, man.
[Anders] I got clothes.
- In my size? - Every size.
Sorry, I don't have a bed, I got this cot, though.
[Louis] No, I don't care, man.
As long as it's not upstairs.
Scared of the dead, Louis?
[humming]
[birds chirping]
[Louis] Come on, where the--
where the fuck is it?
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck!
[deeply breathes]
- [thudding] - [grunts]
[crickets chirping]
[grunting]
[deeply exhales]
I don't know what to say.
I guess, uh...
...fuck you?
Amen.
[electronic music]
What's up, my dudes? It's your man, Tyler, bringing you the best
of the spooky macabre here in Ohio.
I'm about 15 miles from the nearest town
'cause today, we're checking out the Mitchell murder.
So, this was about seven years back,
when the lead singer of a Nazi band
was burned alive in some sort of satanic ritual.
The cabin is occupied, currently,
but there are lots of urban legends,
even about the forest around the house,
lots of missing person cases, that kind of thing.
A group of teenagers went missing near here,
and the whole Sherman Ableman case happened nearby.
[crickets chirping]
[deeply exhales] Okay.
Okay, so we should be getting closer here.
What the hell is that?
Oh![laughing] Crazy!
It's like an old abandoned railway car.
[growling]
Fuck! What the fuck!
[panting]
[softly] Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
[growling]
[crickets chirping]
[coughing]
Oh, fuck!
Shit, man, it's been a while.
Oh!
[mumbles] What the fuck?
[exhales]
[sharply exhales]
So, you're, uh,
you're doing pretty good out here, huh?
I am. I'm, uh, I'm peaceful.
[laughs]
You're peaceful?
[laughs]
God, you remind me of that,
um, a D&Dplayer who used to play the, the ranger.
- What's his name? What's his name? - S--
Come on, don't make me say it.
Say it. Come on.
- Noldor Greymantle. - Noldor!
- God! [laughs] - [laughing] So fucking stupid.
Oh, shit.
[deeply exhales]
I miss that shit.
[Anders] Do you?
Yeah, man.
[chuckles] I don't know what you're trying to do here.
Who are you now...
...Louis?
[sighs]
I don't know, man.
I'm just trying to fucking survive, you know?
I'm in fucking AA. [chuckles]
I do my job, do community service shit.
- And you want money. - I got a fucking 22-inch swastika on my back.
Yeah, I told you that was a bad idea, you shouldn't have a tattoo.
You're not a warrior.
Don't be a fucking cunt, dude.
You know, if you gotta say "no,"
just say "no" like a fucking man,
- and I'll just drive back tonight. - Oh, shit,
this must be awful for you!
Having to come here... and grovel
- like this after the big... - I'm not groveling, all right?
...fucking deal you made when you left.
After what you said to me when I took the, the payout on the first album,
- do you remember what you said? - Yeah.
Say it.
You said, "Stop acting...
...like a fucking Jew."
You know...
...I did a lot of work to not be that guy anymore.
I don't like that you brought that up.
[deeply exhales]
[soft shuffling]
[Louis] Have you seen Anders?
No.
[grunts]
[deeply exhales]
Did you hear about Tom?
No.
Oh, he's got a new girlfriend.
- Cool. - [chuckling] Yeah.
Her name is Ji Yoon.
- Ji Yoon? - [laughing]
What kind of fucking name is that?
It's an Asian name. [laughing]
Oh, shit.
I hope he got out of town before the guys found out, huh?
He didn't.
[laughing]
[sighs]
Where the fuck is Anders?
[sighs]
He's probably just out having some fun.
[woman panting]
[indistinct mumbling]
[woman gasps]
[whimpering]
[water gently lapping]
[sobbing, loudly panting]
[shakily] ...please, please, don't look! Please, don't look!
[crying] I don't know what's happening to me!
Just--
- No! - [woman gasping]
- [guitar music loudly playing] - [groans] Fuck!
God damn!
Fuck!
[door bangs]
[softly] Fucking-- damn it.
[shouting] Anders!
Hey! Anders!
Fucking-- Hey, Anders!
- Yeah. - [shouts] Hey!
- I, I can't hear you! - Turn it off!
Yeah.
[music stops]
- God damn! - Whew.
[exhales]
- Did I wake you? - Yeah, man, you woke the fucking dead!
- Wouldn't that be nice? - [sighs]
Jesus! Fucking asshole, man!
[sighs and groans]
- Feel like helping out? - No, I don't.
[sharply exhales]
All right. Okay, fine. Wha-- what are you working on?
[grunts] Ah. All right, let me show you.
[grunts]
[guitar music playing]
You'll like this.
Okay.
[sharply exhales, deeply inhales]
♪ We are the warriors of the Black Forest ♪
♪ We are the keepers of the flame ♪
♪ We embody the Nine Noble Virtues ♪
♪ We honor all things holy ♪
A little fruity.
- It gets heavy. [grunts] - Yeah, I bet it does.
Just play something.
Yeah, well, don't have a kit, do I?
No drum kits. We don't use anything
that wasn't available to pre-Christian European man.
- Don't be an asshole, dude. You know what I mean? - [laughs]
I mean, you fucking said it, dude.
Can I play the rest?
Yeah, I can tell you're dying to tell me more.
All right, all right, here we go.
So, this is the bit-- uh, this is where it gets heavy,
- right here. Right. - Mm-hmm.
[guitar music playing]
♪ Now we meet ♪
♪ The truth of death ♪
♪ As you draw your final breath ♪
♪ The battle's lost ♪
♪ But count the cost ♪
♪ We fight ♪
♪ For our holy land ♪
Yeah, man, it's, uh, it's cool. I like it.
Wh-- what's wrong with it?
Nothing. It's cool, like I said.
Come on, show me how it's done. Play something.
Come on.
- All right. - Come on. Yeah.
[sniffs]
Okay.
[guitar music playing]
That's wrong.
Jesus Christ, man.
It's like fucking KC and the Sunshine Band.
Okay, so, first of all, since we're in theory 101,
this is a tritone scale.
[guitar music playing]
Right? But you don't wanna be in the tritone, man.
You wanna be in a harmonic mile with the flat fifth,
'cause then you can, you know, open it up
and you can do shit that's unexpected,
like, uh, like this here.
[guitar music playing]
That's better, right?
- Yeah, it's better. - Yeah, I thought so.
All right, dude, what's the song about?
Um, well, it's about this, like, uh--
there's, like, these Viking warriors,
and they get, uh, woken up in modern times.
- Mm-hmm. - And then they go to war with the, um,
like, the global government. You know, it's stupid.
Yeah. Um, all right. Whatever. Right?
Uh, okay. So, um... [snaps fingers]
...the acoustic shit is like the tribe, right?
- And then the metal is the modern world. - Yeah. Yeah.
All right. Then, um, maybe instead of the percussion
crashing in with the metal, then maybe we fucking go heavy
on the acoustic shit, you know,
- to give it, like, uh... - Okay. Okay.
...give it, like, a fucking texture.
- Yeah. - Right? A-- and then,
then the thing about the,
- the metal drums? - Uh-huh.
The evil empire drums. Right? That's kind of cool, right?
The thing about them is that they're like, um...
[thudding]
- ...they're, like, robotic. - Okay.
- [Louis] All right? Like, they don't have... - Yeah.
- ...any texture to them. They're, they're lifeless. - Yeah. It's, like,
- this, like, this, like, form forward, just, like-- - Yeah. Yeah. And it's--
- Nah, it's as heavy, you know? - Yeah. It's like military,
you know? It's, like, this sort of fascist or-- like, whatever.
- Yeah, no, wha-- whatever. - You know. Yeah, yeah.
[crickets chirping]
[deeply exhales]
[footsteps approaching]
[loudly inhales]
[sighing] Oh.
Look what I found.
Oh, my God. Is that dead fucking squirrel?
- Jesus. - Death in your voice.
[chuckles]
I'm gonna bring a lot of them to our next show and throw them at people.
People need more death in their lives.
You're gonna piss a lot of people off.
People need changing.
- Yeah. - To make them see.
Sure.
Do you see, Louis?
Do you see?
Or is this a game to you?
A game?
Someday you're gonna need to make a commitment.
A more... permanent connection to the movement.
I think I'm pretty fucking... connected.
Something irrevocable.
Something final.
Holy shit.
Is that a wolf?
[suspenseful music]
No...
...it's not a wolf.
[Louis] Look, man...
...I know we had fun today or whatever, but...
...I can't stay.
And I gotta ask about the money.
They don't pay you wherever you work?
[sighs] Just some piece of shit warehouse job.
You know how it is.
No.
I mean, you don't.
What's that mean?
Come on, man.
Look, I never gave you shit because your parents were rich.
I never asked you for shit.
But there's no money out there right now for guys like me.
And this is what you want to return to?
No.
Don't you miss it?
What we had up here, our...
...our community?
You, me, Helvete.
Our brotherhood.
Yeah, well... Helvete died.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave so fast?
- [softly grunts] It was-- - I needed you, and you left.
It wasn't planned or anything.
I've known you my entire life.
We were best friends, dude.
You made me think that you cared about me.
- But it wasn't about me, was it? - Andy.
'Cause you left as soon as he died!
I'm sorry.
You're right. I'm, I'm sorry.
I should've called or, or som-- or something, you know?
Is it me?
[softly] Is there something wrong with me?
- No, man. - [growls]
[flies buzzing]
[crickets chirping]
[light suspenseful music]
[birds chirping]
[guitar music softly playing]
"We dwell in purity beneath a sea of abundance,
content with the nurture of our native land."
You know what the hell this sounds like, man?
You sound like fucking Graveland with this shit, dude.
I don't wanna do any fucking race shit, man.
[Anders] Okay.
No, look at me.
I don't wanna do any race shit.
Who asked you to do anything?
You're leaving, remember?
As soon as you get your money.
Yeah. You're right.
[deeply inhales and exhales]
Look, if the concept of honor is racist to you,
then I don't know what to write about.
What else is racist, Louis?
Pride? Strength? Love?
Racist, racist, racist. My God, it must be exhausting
carrying the world on your back the way you do.
- I'm not saying you can't-- - N-- well, no. Hey, maybe you have a point.
Maybe, instead of purity, we should say,
"We dwell in an equitable emotional space
that recognizes everyone's unique intersectional challenges."
[guitar crashes]
Do you have anyone that you can talk to openly about this stuff?
I can talk about race. I do it all the time.
But you have to do it on your knees, don't you?
"Oh. Oh. O-- oh, please.
[moans] I'm so sorry that I'm white.
[moans] Please, let me keep my slave job.
[moan] It's what I deserve.
[moans] It's what I deserve for being white."
Dude, white people sell most of the power, all right?
- The percentage of CEOs, lawmakers-- - [shouts] Oh, shut the fuck up!
Do you have any idea how weak you sound?
You said you were done with the movement.
I am.
I've outgrown it.
[Anders laughing] Oh, dude! He's fucking cutting his arm!
[Louis] Can you even fucking play now?
[Anders] Oh, man, this'll be so sick
on, like, a documentary, you know,
like, when they make a documentary about it.
- [indistinct chatter] - [Anders] Fucking raw, dude.
[Louis] Yeah, man, he's gone fucking sick.
If he fucking passes out, we can't play the fucking show.
- Great thinking. - [Anders laughing]
- Oh, Jesus Christ. - [Anders laughing]
[Louis] Dude, I can't even look at it.
[cymbal crashes]
- [man] Fuck you, motherfuc-- - Shut the fuck up!
Tell me. Tell me.
Do we have any Jews in the house tonight?
Make some fucking noise!
[laughs]
You.
- Where are you from? - Fucking Scottish, bro.
[shouting] Think I'll put on a fucking kilt,
you fucking faggot? Whoo!
I feel like killing someone tonight!
- [clacking] - Yeah!
[singing indistinctly]
[heavy metal music playing]
Shut the fuck up.
- [Louis] Hey. - Hey.
- [thud] - [groaning]
- [grunting] - [thudding]
- [groaning] - [grunting and yelling] Huh?
- [grunting] - [thudding]
[music continues]
[crowd booing]
[man chanting indistinctly]
[crowd chanting indistinctly and booing]
[sighs]
[birds chirping]
[soft clicking]
I was hoping you would stay.
We're having a blot tonight.
What's a blot?
It's like this ritual that me and the other dudes do.
I was gonna introduce you to 'em.
Look, man.
Whatever you got going on out here...
...I can't be a part of it.
Yeah, I get it.
But, uh...
...you can come with me.
Like, uh, live with me.
Looks like it's gonna be a hard winter.
Look...
...stay for the night.
Come to the blot, meet the other dudes.
And I'll think about it, I promise.
Yo-- you can do that for me, right?
Of course I can.
Thanks, man.
[white noise]
[Tyler panting]
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck.
- [soft click] - [low-pitched buzzing]
[grunts]
[whispers] I'm home.
[crickets chirping]
[shakily breathing]
[whispering] What was that? I think I hear some--
Oh, fucking fuck.
Okay.[whimpers] I think it's gonna be okay.
I think th-- I, uh--[shouts]
[heavily breathing]
[gasps] Holy fuck!
[gasping]
- Oh, my God-- [shouting] My God! - [yelling]
[loudly breathing]
[sniffing]
[engine rumbling]
[heavy metal music playing]
[chuckling] Hey, good to see you!
- Thanks for coming. - Yeah, just for tonight.
Uh, you look fucking ridiculous.
[laughs]
You know, you shouldn't mock the ridiculous, Louis.
You should fear it.
- [soft click] - [music stops]
Ah!
[suspenseful music]
[speaking in foreign language]
I call upon Odin Father to speak through me.
Odin Father, Wolf God, speaks now.
Once, my ravens flew the world entire,
sinister forces compassed me.
I am bound in power by the black gods of the desert.
I have sent forth prophets
to topple the demon god, Jesus Christ.
- [man 1 speaking in foreign language] - [Anders] My children,
you do not know how great your destiny is.
You are the true inheritors of my world.
When I set forth my child, the German pretender,
I gave him power, but he squandered it in love of himself.
- And so, he was defeated. - [indistinct chatter in foreign language]
The man I send you now, the man through whom I speak...
[shouting] he has no weakness!
[crowd speaking in foreign language]
[man 2 shouting] Hail Odin, hail the old father!
[music continues]
Ragnarok is coming.
[man 3] Ragnarok is coming.
[creaking and squelching]
[man 4] Ragnarok is coming.
- [man 3 shuts] Ragnarok is coming! - [indistinct chatter]
Ragnarok is coming. [spits]
The jaws of Fenrir,
the great wolf, will open wide,
crush the world, and shatter the powers that keep white men shackled!
[howling]
[indistinct growling]
Tonight, we welcome a new brother.
[ominous music]
Louis.
My oldest, my closest friend.
My love for you only grows as you make this sacrifice.
- [barking] - [indistinct chatter in foreign language]
He will add his strength to ours
and we will be purified in our power.
- [man 3] Welcome, brother. - [man 4] Welcome, Louis.
No fucking alcohol.
[man barks]
- [man 4] Drink, brother. - [man 3] Take a drink, man.
[Anders] May Odin bless us as we welcome our new brother!
[all howling]
The blot begins!
- Silence. - [howling stops]
[crickets chirping]
[deeply inhales]
[chanting in foreign language]
[heavy metal music]
[distorted chanting]
[heavily breathing]
[gasping and grunting]
[gasping]
[groaning]
[yelling]
[music continues]
[grunting]
[groaning]
- [yelling] - [sharp squelching]
[yelling continues]
[groaning]
[yelling]
[wind blowing]
[foreboding music]
[muted]
[music continues]
[muted]
[ominous music]
[gasps, softly whimpers]
[panting]
[creaking]
[groans]
[vomiting]
[coughing and spitting]
[heavily breathing]
[keyboard clacking]
- [indistinct chatter] - [cell phone ringing]
Hey, this is Mike. How can I help you today?
Hey, it's, uh, it's Louis.
Um, yeah. What's, what's up?
[birds chirping]
I-- I don't know what to do.
[sighs] Look, is this an SOS?
No, um-- I think it's okay. I'm, I'm okay.
[sighs] What's going on?
I don't know. I--
[shakily] I mean, everything was going good, I--
we were making music, and--
and then he gave me this psychedelic drink,
an-- and then I'm just-- I don't know,
I'm just fucking scattered now.
He's giving you drugs?
- Yeah. - [sighs]
I think you better get back here, you know, right now.
- Yeah. - Listen, I'm at work.
- I got-- Just, just, just... - Fuck. I-- I'm, I'm sorry.
...you know, be on the road within the hour. Yeah?
I gotta talk to him, see if I can--
Fuck him!
- I can't leave him here. - He's a piece of shit.
Yeah.
[sniffs, deeply inhales and exhales]
[deeply inhales]
[engine rumbling]
[birds chirping]
[wind blowing]
[light ominous music]
[grunts]
[shouting] Anders!
Anders!
Hey.
Have you seen Anders?
Hey! Hey, dude!
[panting]
- [indistinct chatter] - I just saw him, he was back-- leaving the--
Go on.
[grunting]
[dramatic music]
[gasping and grunting]
[panting]
[Anders] I am truly sorry.
What do we do when our quarry goes to the trees?
[man 1] Burn down the forest, sir.
These forests are sacred to Odin.
We will not waste his gifts.
[man 1] Shoot him down.
[deeply inhales] We could.
But it is a gift to know when to make a spectacle
of your enemy's suffering.
Hey, how you doing up there?
Uh, not great.
Yeah. Okay, so, listen. Here's the deal.
If you're still hanging on to this tree in five minutes,
we'll let you go.
Cool?
[man 2] Cool.
Great.
Good luck.
No guns, no climbing. Impress me.
[light panting and grunting]
[suspenseful music]
[grunts, sighs]
[distant laughter]
We're all wolves, Louis.
All of us. Black, white, Chinese, Muslim. Jews, especially.
All just circling and snarling and snapping at each other.
- [scratching] - You see, I don't hate anybody.
They are what they are, and they can't help that.
And they've been treated horribly, I-- I would be the first to admit it,
which is exactly why they cannot be allowed access to power.
- [grunting] - [Anders] They'll just do
the same thing to us that we did to them--
Will you shut the hell up?
Gentlemen, what are our words?
[men] We must secure the existence of the white race
and the future for our white children.
- [distant grunting] - For the glory of the Reich.
What fucking Reich? You're Irish.
- I'm white. - And your name isn't even Anders, it's Andrew.
- You have a fucking BFA in theater, for Christ's sake. - Two minutes and 22 seconds.
Okay. Okay, dude.
Dude, will you at least look at me?
If you let that guy go,
we, we can just leave, all right?
You can come with me to the city,
you can crash at my place.
You know, we can, we can do music, all right?
- [distant indistinct shouts] - We can, we can do shows, we--
- [grunting] - [groaning]
[laughter]
- [grunting] - [thud]
[groaning and gasping]
[grunting]
[chuckles]
- [panting and whimpering] - [grunts]
- [thud] - [coughs]
[suspenseful music]
[Louis panting]
[grunts]
[shouts] Back off, man!
Get the fuck back!
- I'll fucking use this shit, I swear to God! - Hey, hey.
Hey. Louis.
[Louis panting]
I could help you, man. I could help you.
You hear that, guys? He's gonna help me.
- Maybe I should help you. - [softly] Please.
Please.
- [Anders grunts] - [Louis yells, groans]
[thudding]
[Louis groans] Oh, fuck--
[music increases]
[yelling]
[grunts] Oh, fuck!
[panting]
[softly] Oh.
[groans]
[rattling]
[gasps, pants]
[laughing]
[door closes]
[footsteps approaching]
[loud scratching]
I thought you said your fucking men's group
was about getting in touch with your feelings.
[Anders] I never said which feelings.
[grunts]
You know, I dream of what would've happened if you had never left.
We'd be doing this together.
The way it was when we were kids.
Smoking weed in your mom's basement
and listening to whatever bullshit we could find
and dreaming that one day we were gonna be famous.
We were losers.
We were.
We'd still be losers, but Helvete, uh, changed me.
[Louis] And then you killed him.
[Anders] I did.
And then I burned the body...
...so he could never come back.
I still think I see him sometimes.
See, he wanted to control you.
I don't wanna control you.
I love you, Louis.
Every dream that you have ever had,
I wanna make them come true.
Just...
...just don't leave me, okay?
Don't ever leave me alone again.
Anders...
...I never even liked that shit.
I just didn't have anyone else to hang out with.
Do you remember that kid...
...that you attacked in the alley, that Jew?
He died.
So...
...the next time you feel like judging me...
...just remember...
...I'm not the only murderer in this room.
- [indistinct chatter] - [Anders] Plus, it's like, you know,
it's a base, dude, it's, like, the easiest instrument to play.
You just do that, like, walking thing, you know, that, like...
- [mimics playing bass] - [Louis] Mm, totally.
Oh, shit! Look at this, man!
Have you ever heard of, uh, Pink Floyd?
- [Anders] I think so. - [Louis] Dude, man,
they're fucking great! I mean, they're not metal or anything,
but, man, they're like--
- they tell a story, you know? - [Anders] Uh-huh.
[Louis] It's, like, operatic and shit.
Man, no, this is the shit, man!
[rock music playing]
[indistinct chatter continues]
♪ How long can this dream go on? ♪
[crickets chirping]
[soft breathing]
[gasps]
I can hear you. [sniffles]
[sniffles] What happened to you, man?
I mean...
...you're always kind of a piece of shit, but...
...when did you become the fucking Unabomber?
You know, before your mom married that...
...Ted guy...
...we grew up in the same shitty town...
...the same shitty drunk fathers...
...same shitty moms.
And we went to the same shitty fucking school.
[shakily breathing]
Do you wanna know how I survived all that?
Every week, I'd-- I'd go to your house...
...and we'd spend hours telling stories about how one day...
...we'd get out of this shit. [crying]
And we'd be rich...
...and powerful.
And it was great, man.
It really was.
And then we got older...
...and those stories never came true, and...
...then we got angry.
[shakily breathing]
The stories got so...
[scratching]
...dark. [softly sobbing]
[sniffles] I knew you were never gonna stop...
...even after all that time.
That's your problem, man.
That's always been your problem.
You can never tell the difference between what's...
...what you wanted and, and what's real.
[sniffles] So I left.
I left so I could live in a shitty,
horrible, real fucking--
[somber music]
[sobbing]
[Anders] Don't.
- Don't try to rewrite-- - I'm--
- I'm not rewriting-- - [shouts] Stop it!
That was funny.
I could end all of this with one bite.
And you're still hurting me!
[grunting]
[choking]
- [sobbing] No. - [gasps and cries]
[crying] What am I doing?
Why do I wanna hurt you so bad?
I don't wanna hurt you, Louis, I love you!
It's okay.
[sobbing]
I'm here, I'm not going anywhere.
[heavily breathing]
- Oh, I've heard that before. - Andy.
No!
- I'm not Andy anymore. - [choking]
I'm not little Andy.
- [gasping] - You can't trick me,
and you can't change how I feel!
[choking] I-- I know. I know.
- [grunts] - [panting]
- [Louis heavily breathing] - [panting]
[music continues]
[softly] Louis.
[intense music]
[shouting] Why?
[crickets chirping]
[wind blowing]
Wolves against the world.
[man] Wolves against the world.
[door bangs]
[ominous music]
[footsteps approaching]
[grunts and groans]
[panting]
It is clear...
...that the Semitic world state...
...has committed numerous acts of aggression
against the people of this world.
These include...
...the terrorist attacks of 9/11...
...and psychological operations...
[fading and echoing] ...spreading the lie...
[light ominous music]
...of German war crimes during World War II...
...enlightened... and other... acts of...
[echoing indistinct chatter]
[in normal voice] ...and what that means is that this is a military trial.
You are accused of high treason.
War treason.
Subversion of military strength.
Desertion.
What do you have to say for yourself?
[deeply exhales] I'm guilty.
You are?
Yeah.
What are you guilty of?
[whispers] All of it.
Forever.
The failure to defend yourself is weakness.
Weakness is punishable by death.
Louis, please...
[man] Holmgang.
[sharply exhales]
All right.
[loudly gulps] Holmgang.
[birds chirping]
[Helvete] Holmgang is an art form.
[gentle music]
War brought to the hearth.
No courtrooms, no cowardice.
The victor leads the pack.
The loser...
[ominous music]
[suspenseful rock music]
[fire crackling]
[grunts]
[grunting and shouting]
[music continues]
- [thud] - [grunt]
[groans] Fuck!
[panting]
[thudding]
[groaning]
- [man] Wolf! Wolf! - [grunting and groaning]
[panting]
[thud]
[grunting]
[panting]
[thudding]
[music increases]
[muted]
[fire crackling]
[crickets chirping]
[muted]
[screaming] God!
[whimpering and heavily breathing]
[groaning]
- [sharp thud] - [Louis gasping]
[coughing]
[groaning]
[muted]
[dramatic music]
[grunting]
[muted]
- [thud] - [squelching]
- [growling] - [gasping]
[squelching]
[melancholic music]
[Louis choking]
[fire crackling]
[gasping]
[melancholic music]
[gasping continues]
[softly grunts]
[music continues]
[muted]
[somber music]
[music continues]
[ominous music]
[music continues]
[dramatic music]