A/n I am replacing the brothers and their girlfriends in the movie with my characters. So that none of you get confused and I am using some of the lines from the movie. When I use "hi " that's when they are talking out loud. When I use 'hi ' it's in their head. In ch 3 I will have them meet. I have the R rated tcm I wish I had the unrated one because there's more scenes in it:( but oh well on with ch 2 hope you like it :)

Beauty and the Beast

Ch 2 The Beast

{Tommy's pov}

I was at the slaughterhouse cutting up some meat. I don't want to leave. I love my job. I have been working here for as long as I can remember. I can feel the boss staring daggers at my back and I can also hear him talking to his assistant. His office overlooks the work area where the meat is cut and packed. What he is saying I have heard before but, it still hurts.

The Boss said, "What's that diseased freak still is doing here? We closed for good now."

Jess answered, "I think he likes it here sir."

The Boss responded, "Ain't no reason for that ugly beast to still be here. Jess, we need to get that oversized retard the hell out of here." I am so mad that I take my anger out on the meat. I know they can hear me. I wonder what they would do if they knew that I am pretending that it is the boss that I am cutting up.

"We sir?" Jess looks up from his clipboard with a scared look.

"Just you." The Boss says giving Jess a no-nonsense look. I can hear Jess walking down the stairs and I just keep on chopping up the meat.

"Hello Hewitt." he said. I keep chopping. I don't want to listen to him or anyone else. I just want to do the job that I love. I heard him come closer to me. "We are shutting down the place today. You know that cause, I done told you that. We are shutting down for good. We ain't packing no more meat. Ain't killing no more animals so.." I just keep chopping away on the meat that is in front of me. I just want to do my job. 'Just leave me alone!'

Jess said, "Just leave the equipment. You just go on home, okay?" I stopped for a second then went back to cutting until he said. "You gotta go I say! Get out the hell out of here you dumb animal!" When he said that I stopped in mid chop. I turned around and grasped the cleaver tighter. I started walking toward him. I am going to kill him. He started backing away from me. I was ready to strike when I looked up and saw the boss watching us. I threw down the cleaver and went around him. As I was getting ready to go home I saw a sledgehammer by the door where the equipment is kept. I picked it up with one hand and I liked the way it felt. I smiled 'let's go see the boss one last time'

I walked to the bosses' office when everyone else had cleared out and stood in the doorway watching him pack his stuff into a box. He heard me and turned his head to look at me.

"What the hell are you still doing here? Go home. We're out of business. You and your family are the only ones stupid enough to be living in this town. Your kind belongs in this shithole." Now he was talking about Luda, my mother, the only person who would raise me when I was little. My family includes Charlie who I love but, at times hate with a passion and then there is Uncle Monty. He is indifferent to most things. We aren't perfect, but what he said crossed the line. I grabbed the hammer tightly in my hand and quickly walked over to him, lifted the hammer and slammed it into the side of his face. He fell to the floor then I hit his right knee. I swung again and hit the leg of the desk and as it fell he turned over onto his stomach all the while screaming. He grabbed the phone from the floor and called the operator.

I could hear someone say "Opreator" I hit the other knee he screamed. I could hear the voice on the phone say "May I help you?" I just kept hitting his knees until I broke them. He kept on screaming. Again I could hear the voice speaking. "You're going to have to speak more clearly, Ma'am." I walked in front of him and looked at him in all his agony. Again the voice "I don't understand. You're going to have to speak more clearly."

He looked up at me with pleading eyes and said, "I am your friend Hewitt" I thought to myself, 'If you were my friend you wouldn't treat me like you did and you think by saying it I would not kill you. Wrong!' I brought up the hammer and struck him hard on the side of his face. Now he is dead. I looked around the room and saw a chainsaw on another desk. I picked it up and turned to walk out of the meat plant. 'I think this just might come in handy.' I walked down the dirt road toward home with that chainsaw gripped in my right hand.

{Charlie/ Hoyt's pov}

I saw the sheriff's car pull up to the house from the living room window. I heard him knock at the door. I went to the door and looked at him.

"Is Thomas in there?"

"No he ain't here."

"We got a-we got a situation on our hands here. I just come back from the slaughterhouse. That 'tarded nephew of yours killed a man. Now I'm gonna have to apprehend him. I thought you might want to accompany me. Help finesse the situation as it were." I just hit my leg with my open hand trying to not loose my temper when he said the last few things. I walked with him to the car and got into the front seat and rode with him. The Sheriff said, "Anyway, staying around this town, there's no more jobs, no more money, no more food. It's downright suicidal. And I am the last bit of law enforcement that's left. Hell I am moving to Michigan next week. I often normal folk, thats what I am saying."

"He ain't retarded. He's misunderstood."

"Oh shit there he is! You stay put. I will let you know when I need you. Put down the weapon boy! I seen what you did back there. Hewitt. This doesn't have to be difficult unless you make it so. Just put the weapon down. Don't be stupid." I grabbed the shotgun that he lefted on the dashboard and opened the door when he cocked his gun at Thomas.

"I think we have a problem here sheriff." I said cocking the gun and shot the sheriff in the head. "Shit I just killed the whole f sheriff's department. Damn, I wonder what that felt like." I then put my pointer finger to his blood and tasted it. It tasted ok. I then took his things and put on the tan sheriffs hat on then got Tommy to put the body in the trunk. We got home and I was standing in my room in front of the mirror looking at myself in the sheiffs uniform.

"You think you are something in that outfit, don't you? Here's your pants." I grabbed my pants. "Supper is on the stove." Mama said before she walked out of the room. I looked back at the mirror at myself and said "Ladies love a man in uniform." I walked out of my room and down the stairs to the dining room. I took the head of the table. Mama sat on my right and Uncle Monty sat on my left. Tommy was in the kitchen. I then started to talk to the family.

"That slaughthouse meant more to this town than them fools will ever know. Just a matter of time now before this town is overrun by bikers and hippies. Us, we're staying right here." I heard mama sigh. "We will never abandon the place of our birth. We're on our own, people. And alone we will rise above it all. People may not remember what we say here tonight, but they sure in shit gonna remember what we do. Thanks to the good sheriff here." I pulled the pot to me. "We're not going to go hungry tonight. I saw mama with the are you kidding me look. "Matter fact, we are never gonna starve again." I pulled the spoon out of the pot and put it in my bowl. I broght the bowl to my nose and said. "Mm-mm-mm."

"Charlie, say grace."

"Mama, I told you, Charlie's dead now. It's Hoyt. Sheriff Hoyt." I said grace and after we ate we went on up to bed.