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When a dim-witted widower and his teenage son offer a beautiful young woman refuge on their farm, their living situation | dG1fX2M0LWdaMHdLdjg
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00:00Is she dead?
00:07No, she's hurt real bad.
00:08Go on, let's get her inside.
00:09You want to tell us what happened?
00:10I was attacked.
00:11You're not from around here, are you?
00:12Well, I reckon you ought to stay here.
00:13Really?
00:14Extremely dangerous.
00:15A gal don't weigh no more than 100 pounds.
00:16They ain't safe, Paul.
00:17I'm telling you, it's those cult people.
00:18They're taking something belonging to me.
00:19Been doing it for years.
00:20Can I help you?
00:21Where is she?
00:22Sure, I know what you mean.
00:23Crucifix, a magical spice.
00:24This don't make no sense.
00:25What the hell it don't?
00:26You've been so busy plowing the hired gal, you ain't kept a chicken fed.
00:27They must have cannibisized themselves.
00:28Mrs. Sims gave me a mission before she left.
00:29She said I was her only hope.
00:30I said, she's only my last hope.
00:31I said, she's the only hope.
00:32I said, she's my only hope.
00:33She said, she's my only hope.
00:34I said, she's my only hope.
00:35I said, she's my only hope.
00:36I said, she's my only hope.
00:37I said, she's my only hope.
00:38She said, she's my only hope.
00:39I said, she's my only hope.
00:40sense. The hell it don't. You've been so busy plowing the hired gal, you ain't kept the chicken fed.
00:46They must have cannabisized themselves. Mrs. Sims gave me a mission before she left.
00:51Seems there's uh been some peculiar talk going around town. Seems you've got yourself a little
00:56foreign gal out here on the farm. Now there's a gal out here that's true. Ain't much foreign
01:01about her as far as I can tell unless you reckon Pennsylvania's foreign. Your husband's a great man.
01:05He's shown me the wondrous ways of the Lord. Isn't that right, Reverend? Praise the Lord,
01:10praise the Lord, the ways of the Lord. I love this. Tony just gets my J.B. Dipper just straight
01:16over Skunk's tail. I know just what you mean, boy. The gal's got a baby on the way. No. So you're
01:21gonna have to marry her. No, I can't be married. No, no. Not to yourself, moron. One of us. Oh,
01:27well that's different. Sylvia with the great Sylvia. Excuse me? Yeah, you'll be fine.
01:36Woohoo!
01:39Have you been a saint, boy? Basketball.
01:45No, no, wait, wait, wait, please, please, time's up.
02:05Oh God, Sylvia, it's not you. It's not you.