01x01 - The Body

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01x01 - The Body

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[EERIE SOUNDS]

[EERIE MUSIC]

[DOOR CREAKING]

♪ [MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

♪ [DISTORTED SCREAM]

[SHATTERING]

♪ [TRAFFIC SOUNDS]

[TCHAIKOVSKY'S SWAN THEME]

[SIREN WAILING]

♪ [MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

♪ [PHONE RINGING]

♪ [PHONE RINGING]

[BEEPS]

[MAN]

Is it done?

He was eating Sardinian casu marzu.

I didn't realize it was still possible to get casu marzu in this country.

The stomach acid

of a thousand maggots

rotting the cheese

from the inside out,

making it richer,

smoother.

But... for the whole thing to work, you must eat all of it.

[EERIE MUSIC]

The maggots are what make the experience wonderful.

♪ - Mm.

- I didn't call you

for a Gordon Ramsay impression, Wilkes.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[DARK MUSIC]

I ask again.

Is it done?

It's done.

♪ I wonder what kind of a man gets casu marzu on demand.

[MAN]

You know who he is, don't you?

[WILKES]

Of course I do.

[MAN]

The press are breaking a story on him

in the morning.

No one does this better than you,

and I need him delivered

before that happens.

Bring him to the usual place

by a.m.

That's in four hours.

No delays.

I trust you to help me

make a statement with this one.

Well, he's dead already.

The rest shouldn't take too long.

[MAN]

Good.

Oh, and Wilkes?

I know you have your own methods

and I respect that.

But maybe try and treat this

like business,

just for once?

[EERIE MUSIC]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ [BODY DRAGGING]

♪ [DOOR OPENING]

[DISTANT GIGGLING]

Ooh, ha!

[INDISCERNIBLE CONVERSATION]

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

[LAUGHING]

Great costume.

[LAUGHING]

[TCHAIKOVSKY'S SWAN THEME]

♪ [DOOR CLANGS]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[TRAFFIC SOUNDS]

[EERIE MUSIC]

♪ [INDISCERNIBLE CHATTER]

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

♪ [STREET MAN]

Happy Halloween, d*ck!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

♪ [GRUNTS]

♪ [BEEP OF CAR UNLOCKING]

[ANGRY MAN]

God dammit!

What is this sh*t?

Son of a bitch!

You've got to be kidding me!

♪ [GRUNTING]

♪ [GRUNTS]

Holy sh*t, man!

Watch where you're going.

What the f*ck?

Jesus Christ.

Whoa.

Did you make this?

- This is unbelievable.

- [SIREN IN BACKGROUND]

Oh my God, dude.

This looks so real.

Dot, look at this thing.

Don't call me Dot.

Wait a second.

What are you doing right now?

I know, I know that's a weird thing to ask a stranger, but, uh, we're on our way to this party, and it's gonna be outrageously cool and, like, super sick,

and I was kind of hoping

we can make a big entrance

at this thing, but, um, as you can see...

we look pathetic, so...

I got off work, like, minutes ago, so...

Still could have made an effort, Nick.

- Well, I...

- What are you supposed to be?

- What are you dressed as?

- This is steampunk.

- This... and...

- Goggles?

You're dressed as goggles?

I'm sorry, who are you?

Oh, sh*t, sorry, Alan Morgan Adams of the Massachusetts Morgan Adamses

Hey, hey, buddy, whoa, whoa, whoa. Where are we goin'?

Are you, like, uh, the British American Psycho

or something?

[ALAN]

Whoa, Dorothy.

Sorry, you gotta forgive her.

She's from Westlake.

We're still workin' on her manners.

We're kind of a...

My Fair Lady type of deal.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

He's the, uh, self-important drunk perv who thinks that he's a big deal, and I'm just the bad ass everyone wants to hang out with.

So is this, like, your...

latest victim or something?

Yes, for now.

[ALAN]

Okay, dude, dude, dude, dude.

Uh, you gotta come with us.

What can I say

that is gonna get you there?

There's gonna be an open bar.

Does that do anything for you?

There's gonna be outrageously hot chicks,

- like crazy hot chicks.

- [DOROTHY]

Wow.

- f*cking gag me.

- [ALAN]

Okay, okay.

Everybody is gonna be there, man.

I can assure you

that the party we're going to

is a million times cooler than the party you were going to.

My buddy Jack,

he, uh, he's the host.

He always does this, like, grand arrival, and everyone flips out about his costume, but this thing, this is gonna blow his cock off.

[WILKES]

Look, uh, someone

slashed my tires,

- and I really need...

- You need a ride.

Done.

That we can do.

We can get you a ride, man.

Consider it done.

Please walk away.

[NICK]

Yeah, no, there's...

there's no way you're gonna get a cab

- with this thing, dude, so...

- Hey!

He's right, that's a good point, Nick.

Thank you for finally making

a contribution.

No one's gonna let you in the back of a cab with this thing, you'll make a mess.

Come with us for one drink.

Just one drink, you walk right back out,

you're out on the streets,

you're killin' all your victims in no time.

[CLAPS]

You know what?

[DARK MUSIC]

That actually sounds like a really good idea.

Let's do it.

What?

I can't believe that worked.

Wow, I did not see that coming.

It's the best night of my life.

This is exciting.

What an exciting turn of events.

Lift with your legs, Nick.

[NICK]

There's four of us.

If we all just, um...

[ALAN]

Oh my gosh.

Slashed your tires, huh?

Bunch of f*ckin' savages in this town.

[PERCUSSIVE PARTY MUSIC]

Put your back into it, Nick.

[NICK]

It's pretty heavy.

[CHEERING AND SHOUTING]

♪ [THUNDER]

[HOWLING]

♪ Oh yeah, here we go!

This way, this way, come on!

[ROBOTIC VOICE]

Here we go again!


[ALAN]

That ought to be good.

Prop him up there.

Do not move, okay?

Don't move, I'm gonna go find Jack.

Especially this guy.

♪ [LAUGHTER]

[ROBOTIC VOICE] Everybody raise your hands!

[CHEERING AND SHOUTING]

♪ [SNORTING]

♪ Where is this guy?

♪ Girls and boys, q*eer gender friends,

please turn your eyes to the dance floor and welcome your host,

Jack Baker,

Monster Maker!

[SUSPENSEFUL PARTY MUSIC]

Oh, sh*t.

♪ [GASPS FOR AIR]

♪ [CHEERING]

♪ [RASPY VOICE]

Hello Alan.

[UPBEAT PARTY MUSIC]

[LAUGHING]

♪ Unreal.

♪ [INDISCERNIBLE CONVERSATION]

Dalmore neat, double.

♪ Here.

[GIGGLES]

Here, want it?

[WOMAN AT BAR]

Yeah.

♪ Ah...

- Yeah.

- Excuse me.

Yeah.

Ahh!

[LAUGHS]

[INDISCERNIBLE CONVERSATION]

♪ Look around ♪

♪ All I see are faces ♪

♪ Look around, look around ♪

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

♪ Look around ♪

♪ Losing the basics ♪

♪ Look around, look around ♪

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

♪ [INDISCERNIBLE CHATTER]

[HORN HONKING]

[INDISCERNIBLE SPEAKER ON MEGAPHONE]

[MELLOW MUSIC]

♪ [WOMAN]

Your costume is...

brilliant.

♪ It's not a costume.

♪ Uh, yeah, more of a prop, I guess, right?

The whole package really works.

The suit, the blood.

♪ Maggie.

♪ Let them eat cake.

♪ She never said that.

You know, Marie Antoinette, she never actually said,

"Let them eat cake."

It was just a thing that French like to attribute to every foreign queen they didn't like the look of.

I mean, when things go wrong, why blame the king when you can blame his bitch of a wife?

[LAUGHS]

♪ She's a very meaningful woman, I think.

Um, famous, but as a caricature that confirms men's prejudices

against women...

Frivolous, ditzy, obsessed with buying shoes, silly, pretty, tragic little bon-bon good for p*rn, good for scorn, nothing in between.

Well, you have really thought about your costume.

Says the guy dragging a corpse around?

♪ Did you not come here with friends, Maggie?

Just me.

I hesitated to come,

but tonight felt like

the kind of night something might happen.

[WILKES]

Well, you certainly make

that costume work.

[MAGGIE]

A girl is expected to dress

a little provocatively when she's invited to one of these parties.

Why would a girl want to be invited to one of these parties?

[MAGGIE] Oh, I don't know,

one of these parties, one of these clubs, one of these jobs.

It might be years since the French Revolution, but boys still need the illusion of silly, tragic little bon-bons.

Maybe that's not your problem.

♪ Maybe that's obviously occurred to me before, and I don't need it mansplained to me by a stranger.

♪ So how long did it take you to stuff it?

You don't stuff it, it's more of, um... roll, like a... pig in blanket.

[MAGGIE]



Oh, those are harder


to roll cleanly than they look.

It gets easier every time you do it.

I do it this way every Halloween.

♪ You have to be a lot more careful disposing of a dead body on a normal evening.

[LAUGHS]

Right.

♪ Would you like me to, uh...

let you in on something?

♪ People think that k*lling is the hard part.

[DARK MUSIC]

They also assume that the necessary next step is hiding the evidence, but it's not.

You can't do it, not reliably.

♪ You have to come up with an alternative story for how this person d*ed.

Needs its own narrative, its own evidence, its own culprit.

Takes more effort, but if you can do it correctly, it works.

♪ You can do anything, as long as you don't give people the time to decide it's something different from what you're telling them it is.

♪ And that... is what makes this...

special.

♪ That makes sense.

♪ I'm not sure it all comes across in the costume, but...

that makes sense.

[MAN AT BAR]

Okay, dude, a toast

to every Friday the th movie.

Let's do this.

Friday the th.

[MELLOW MUSIC]

- Friday the th Part .

- Part .


"Midway upon life's journey, I found myself within a forest dark."



"For the straightforward path had been lost."

[MAGGIE]

Hm.

Hell's empty and all the devils are here.

♪ [MAN AT BAR]

Jason Takes Manhattan.

Ah...

[MAN AT BAR # ]

Aw!

Ew.

[INDISCERNIBLE CHATTER]

Are you leaving?

[WILKES]

I've been promised a ride to work.

You came with that guy Alan, right?

He's friends with Jack.

I work for Jack.

Um, he's designing this horror virtual reality thing, and I'm the coder who has to do all the damn work.

[MAGGIE]

I... it's really...

really makes you feel good

about those student loan debts.

Worth it.

Um, I can, uh, get you a car and drive you.

♪ Is anybody expecting you home tonight, Maggie?

Not a soul.

♪ Well, all right then.

[SOFT MUSIC]

I'll be right back.



[ROBOTIC VOICE] Make that booty drop.


♪ Hittin' 'em with the bass takes patience ♪

♪ I'm only trying to make some ♪

[PERCUSSIVE PARTY MUSIC]

Hey, what's up, girl?

[WOLF WHISTLE]

Hey, sexual harassment is a crime, shithead.

- Whatever.

- Criminal!

♪ Hi.

Uh, we're almost ready.

I just...

I...

the body thing is huge.

I was just...

figured we could use some help getting it downstairs.

There is no "we." ♪ What?

I agreed to one drink.

I've had three.

Car, now.

- [JACK]

Dude, chill.

- [ALAN]

What, no.

I already told Maggie you can borrow my car.

Now come on!

Enjoy yourself for a bit, huh?

♪ Take me to your car now or I will k*ll you at your own party.

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

You really got this k*ller thing down.

You nailed it.

I like it.

[LAUGHING]

All right, all right.

I'll take you downstairs.

But first, sh*ts!

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

Finally we get to the good sh*t.

♪ [NICK]

Dude, he never

lets anyone in there.

This night's gonna be epic.

Okay?

♪ More scores, four scores, basic ♪

♪ Livin' in the Porsche could be cool if I could make it ♪

Hey, don't break anything.

♪ Come on, one sh*t won't k*ll you.

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

♪ Master Kota to Master Yoda ♪

♪ The last eloper for Pastor Proper ♪

♪ Pretty one drags the loot, the loot's in the back ♪

[PRESSURE RELEASES]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[MUTED MUSIC]

[SNIFFS]

Mm.



Every single one of those


literally cost thousands of dollars.

Yeah, I got money and talent.

[LAUGHING]

[JACK SNIFFS]

So I'm gonna need those car keys now.

Yeah, we should probably get back to the party.

[JACK]

Aw, not yet, guys.

Come on.

[LAUGHS]

Hey.

Hey, where are you going in such a hurry anyway?

Can we come?

[NICK]

Yo, dude,

this is your party.

You got Sasha Grey DJing.

You can't leave...

He can't leave the party.

I can do whatever I want.

Guys, this... this is what

tonight is all about.

All Hallow's Eve, the night we put our masks on and let our dark, unpredictable sides fly.

[LAUGHING]

This guy, man, look at him.

The costume, woo!

The performance.

I'm telling you, bro, next level commitment.

[LAUGHING]

Think about it, guys.

How do we usually end the night?

Me, sittin' at home watching Plan from Outer Space,

mixing cocktails,

sending unsolicited d*ck pics

to Dorothy.

[LAUGHING]

Or, guys, we keep the party goin', right?

Keep the party goin',

lookin' for somebody, like this guy right here.

I don't know what's goin' down tonight, but I am feeling so,

what's the word?

Alive.


I'm feelin' so alive right now, guys.

[SNIFFS]

[SOFT GURGLING]

♪ [b*at DROPS]

Yeah, he, um...

he occasionally, uh...

[CLEARS THROAT]

does that.

♪ Wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

[SOFT GURGLING]

Whoa.

This animatronic too?

Woo, that is amazing!

♪ Give it a kick, it'll stop.

♪ [SNIFFS]

♪ You can do better than that.

[JACK]

Oh, really?

All right.

♪ [ENTHUSIASTIC GRUNT]

[LAUGHING]

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

sh*t!

[DARK MUSIC]

♪ [SOFT GRUMBLING]

[LAUGHING]

Did I fix it?

I don't know.

♪ Did you?

♪ [MUTED PARTY MUSIC]

Jesus!

- sh*t!

- That's an actual body!

That's an actual body.

Okay, okay, okay.

That's a dead person for real.

[TREMBLING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ Put your f*cking hands down.

Sorry.

♪ Ugh, accepting a ride from strangers is always such a bad idea.

[JACK]

So, uh...

did you k*ll this guy?

[WILKES]

Well, he wasn't dead a minute ago.

If he is now, then technically you k*lled him.

♪ [NICK]

Huh...

Are you, uh, are you a hitman or something, or...

[MUTED PARTY MUSIC]

[JACK]

Jesus Christ, man.

You can't just k*ll people!

♪ 'Course you can.

[DARK MUSIC]

[SCREAMING]

Oh sh*t!

[SCREAMING]

[COMMOTION]

[SOBBING]

[JACK]

Oh sh*t, man!

I was just on VentureBeat's

list of under ,

I can't die like this!

Okay, what's your name?

Um...

It's Jack, right?

And what do you do, Jack?

Uh, I'm an artist.

[PANTING]

I have a trust fund, okay?

Please!

And would you define yourself as "sane"?

I... I...

[WILKES]

Anything you do other than

eat, sleep, sh*t, f*ck, and k*ll is a symptom of insanity.

You see, there was a point during human evolution

where something,

some neuron pathway misfired,

and we all became self-aware.

That is to say, we became insane.

We are balls of flesh and bone

on a rock of ice spinning through a dark, random universe designed only to survive, but then something happened in our DNA where we went, "Hey, wait, wait, wait.

What if I matter?

What if it's all about me?"

♪ Did you ever watch those, um...

the David Attenborough shows?

Mm.

They're magnificent, right?

Full of death.

And yet in a way, it makes sense.

And then you try and watch the news and it's crazy.

There's no sense at all.

And I will answer that other question for you.

Does a crazy person know they're crazy?

Yes, it's called a conscience.

Jiminy Cricket, that's just the part of our brains screaming at the psychic tear caused by the gulf between what we are and what we pretend to be.

♪ You think the world needs your doodles, artist?

♪ There's no art in the natural world.

♪ There is m*rder.

♪ [TERRIFIED GRUNT]

[WILKES]

Do you really think

it made a difference to the world

if he lived or d*ed?

♪ That was the most amazing thing I've ever heard.

♪ Do you know how often I've wanted to do that to somebody?

[MUTED PARTY MUSIC]

♪ That's a...

Car keys, now.

Jack, he's gonna f*cking k*ll us.

- Uh...

- He's right.

He is right.

However, if you agree to help me, I promise I'll make it quick.

♪ Top drawer.

♪ You.

♪ [ALARM BLARING]

[ROBOTIC DEMONIC LAUGHING]

[EVIL LAUGHING]

[ALARM BLARING]

[ROARING]

[DEMONIC GRUNT]

Close the drawer.

[ALARM STOPS]

♪ [HEAVY THUD]

[DARK MUSIC]

♪ Ah ♪

What the hell was that?

I rigged it as an escape route.

I thought it would be a fun way to impress girls.

[DOROTHY]

That is so rapey.

[BEEP, THUD]

[ALAN]

Oh my God!

[DOROTHY]

Go, go, go, go.

[POUNDS]

[JACK]

Ah!

- Jack, Jack, what are you...

- Jack!

[FRUSTRATED GRUNT]

[PERCUSSIVE PARTY MUSIC]

♪ [RECORD SCRATCH]

[SHOUTING]

Stop, stop the music!

Please, somebody call the police!

One of my guests is trying to k*ll us!

[RASPY PANTING]

[CHEERING]

♪ What the f*ck?

Come on!

♪ [JACK]

Jesus Christ.

[DOROTHY]

Go, go, go.

[POUNDING]

♪ [MUTED CHEERING]

I didn't know about the drawer, I swear.

[PANTING]

[POUNDS DOOR]

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪ What's wrong with you?

♪ I know Jack.

If there's a shortcut way out of this room,

it's gonna be revealed

by some smug, nerdy

inside joke onanism.

I can figure it out.

♪ Thank you.

♪ [ELEVATOR DINGS]

♪ [PANTING]

[DOROTHY]

Hurry up, come on!

Guys, what the hell are we doing, huh?

But why did we take this thing?

[DOROTHY]

Dude, this thing is a person.

[ALAN]

Dude, there's probably a reward

out on this guy.

- What?

- What?

There's always a reward when you turn in a m*rder*r.

They're gonna give us a pile of money.

Everyone's gonna love us.

We're gonna be heroes!

[FRUSTRATED DOROTHY]

Oh my... what are you,

Dog the Bounty Hunter?

[ALAN]

Is that not why

you picked it up?

Uh, it is not an it, it is a person that might still be alive.

Yeah, but that guy's gonna want it...

Him... back.

Ah!

Wait.

Why is this suddenly our problem?

Okay.

[DOROTHY CLEARS THROAT]

We're gonna give him to the cops and then he stops being our problem.

Okay?

Jack, keys?

What?

You were giving that guy a ride.

[JACK]

Yeah, but he went all psycho

before I could grab the keys.

Then why the f*ck are we down here?

I thought you guys drove!

Oh my God!

Nick drove us, you jackass.

He parked three blocks away.

Okay, so where are his keys?

[DARK MUSIC]

Aw, sh*t.

♪ [DINGS]

♪ [CREAKING]

♪ He wasn't wrong about you, was he?

You are a hitman, right?

♪ Could be in here for a really long time, you know?

♪ [SCOFFS]

♪ [MECHANICAL EVIL LAUGHING]

♪ [STUTTERING MECHANICAL EVIL LAUGHING]

[PANTING]

[CLAPS]

- Dude, Uber, right?

- Yes.

- Yes.

- Are you kidding me?

Call .

Okay, uh...

sh*t, I left my phone upstairs.

[ALAN]

Oh my God, okay, fine.

I'll get the car.

No one is gonna let us get into the car with a body.

[ALAN]

No, no, they can be heroes with us.

[DOROTHY]

Are you serious?

Look, call the cops.

♪ [ALAN]

Uh, wait, wait, wait, wait.

When we came in here,

there were cops outside.

Uh, yes, uh, go, go now.

Go.

[SHRIEKS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ [WEST]

What did you say

you wanted, Randy?

♪ [SIGHS]

A cinnamon raisin bagel, toasted, half butter... half...

Otherwise it gets all drippy.

Two creams, two sugars in the coffee.

Oh, what the hell is this?

Central, this is Unit -Alpha- - .

Think I got another drunk and disorderly.

He's possibly on dr*gs.

Hey!

- Please!

- Definitely on dr*gs.

Please, I need you.

Hey, what the hell are you doin'?

[JACK]

Jesus Christ,

I'm so happy to see you.

[RANDY]

Step back from the window.

Now.

[JACK]

Sir, um,

my friends, they're down there, and in the building over there.

We...

we need...

We need you to come.

I need you to come with me, please.

Uh-huh.

Hey West, I got a couple of drunks to deal with.

[WEST]

You need me to come back?

Nah, I got it.

All right, son.

Show me.

[JACK]

Come on, come on, come on!

Please hurry up, come on!

He's coming back!

[RANDY]

Okay.

[SOFT DARK MUSIC]

♪ [CLATTERING]

♪ [MAGGIE]

No...

Count of Monte Cristo.

Classic prison escape scene.

Code is probably the release date for The Exorcist

or THX

or...

Huh.

[CLATTERS]

[BEEPING]

[PRESSURE RELEASING]

[CREAKING]

[PERCUSSIVE PARTY MUSIC]

We work pretty well together.

There is no "we." ♪

[JACK]

Guys!

Guys!

- Oh, yes!

- Yes, yes, yes!

[ALAN LAUGHING]

Yes!

Oh, thank God.

Come on, guys.

Look, I know it's Halloween and everything, but you could really scare the hell out of somebody with this thing.

Oh, no, no, please, uh, we need your help.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Stay where you are, miss.

[JACK]

Uh, officer, please...

Hey, stay where you are!

No, no, no, please, you don't understand.

Command, I got a code A, three intoxicated persons,

one hysterical female.

- Whoa!

- What?

You f*cking assh*le!

Stand down!

Female is possibly armed.

Stand down from what, you f*cking moron?

Someone is dead here and we need your help.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, okay, okay.

It's gettin' away from us here.

I know this doesn't look good.

Just listen to me.

My name is Alan Morgan Adams.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Of the Massachusetts Morgan Adamses.

Okay, uh, were not the ones you're looking for.

He is going to be here any f*cking second, so can we...

No, freeze right now!

No, wait!

Look, it's a real person.

♪ Wait, is that who I think it is?

♪ He's famous.

Yeah.

And rich.

Yeah.

And beautiful.

Yeah.

[SOFT MUSIC]

All right, so wait, just walk..

Walk me through all this again.

[DOROTHY]

No, no, you need to call

for backup right now or we are all going to die.

[RANDY]

You tell me who did this.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

Guys.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

[TENSE MUSIC]

[CLANKING]

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

♪ He did it.

Hey.

Hey you, stop right there!

- Oh, sh*t.

- Freeze!

Just sh**t the bastard!

Miss, you stay back, you let me take care of this.

Now this is your last warning.

[ALAN]

What are you doing?

Do you really think Chief Wiggum's gonna save the day?

Good point.

[RANDY]

Put your hands

where I can see them.

I said put your hands up!

♪ Ooh, wait.

Oh God...

[RANDY]

Hey, stop!

Come on, stop!

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Don't go anywhere!

You stop right now!

[g*nsh*t]

[MAGGIE SHRIEKS]

Ow, oh my...

ow!

What the hell!

I...

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ [WEST]

Hey Randy.

They're out of cinnamon raisin, buddy.

♪ Can you believe that?

You're a m*rder*r, they're thieves, I'm the one who gets sh*t.

♪ Okay, I can find them.

I just need a computer.

If they have a cell phone,

I can track them.

♪ A flesh wound.

♪ [TEARING FABRIC]

♪ [DISTANT SIRENS WAILING]

[GASPS]

♪ - Mm...

- Talk and walk.

♪ - [DOROTHY]

Okay.

- [ALAN]

Okay.

[JACK]

f*ck.

Guys, what the f*ck are we gonna do now?

[ALAN]

Oh my God, I've never been

this close to a famous person before.

♪ Dude, put that thing down, man!

No, we're not putting him down!

Are you kidding me?

You guys know who this is


and we get to be the ones that rescued him.

[DOROTHY]

Wait a second.

Hey, you know what?

We're not rescuing him because he's dead!

Okay, whatever.

We need to get off the street, okay?

And why couldn't he just k*ll, like, Elijah Wood or someone small?

We could just take that.

[DOROTHY]

Yeah, you want to rip off

a homeless guy?

Do you want to sh**t a puppy while we're at it too, hmm?

[ALAN]

Oh, I'm sorry, would you rather

that the f*cking psychopath catches up with us, Dot?

- Okay, okay.

- That's right.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Thank you.

Yep, right, right, right.

[ALAN]

Okay.

[GRUNTING]

Hi, we just need to borrow this.

Over my dead...

body.

Yeah, that, that exactly, yes, um...

Uh, that's good enough, right?

Yup.

So sorry, we're gonna take really good care of it.

Thanks so much.

Nice to meet you.

[JACK]

Hey, I know homelessness

is a complex issue

that can't be solved by charity alone,

so I, uh, I hope this helps the situation just a little.

Sorry, man.

Thank you.

God bless you.

[DOROTHY]

Jack, come on!

[TENSE MUSIC]

[HORN HONKS]

♪ [PHONE ALERT]

♪ You're very calm for someone who's just lost the bodily evidence that he's a m*rder*r.

Yes, remind me how that happened again.

♪ This might come in handy.

Just doing what you said.

New evidence, new culprits,

new narrative, right?

♪ [CART RATTLING]

♪ Could you...

could you just take that jumpsuit off?

- Wait, what, out here?

- Yes, yes.

We need somebody to help us, you guys.

We're trying to be discreet, okay, and he can see you from a mile off with that, so...

I could be naked under this.

Is that discreet?

♪ [PHONE ALERT]

Hey, dude, why are you texting me right now?

I'm not, I don't have my phone.

Then what's...

Oh no.

[DOROTHY]

Alan?

Uh...

♪ [JACK]

Wait, is that the cop?

[ALAN]

Oh sh*t.

Dude, he has your f*cking phone.

That's bad, right?

Wait, I don't get it, why is...

I...

I don't know, but I feel like that can't be good.

There's, like, emojis.

[DOROTHY]

Are you kidding me?

He is framing us, hello!

f*ck!

- f*ck, f*ck!

- sh*t!

[ALAN]

That's exactly what he's doing.

f*ck me!

Oh God, oh my God.

f*cking be kidding me.

f*ck my life, sh*t!

- Oh sh*t.

- f*ck.

[GASPS]

f*ck that sh*t, man!

Okay, this can't be happening right now.

He doesn't know where we are.

- [ALAN]

That's true.

- [JACK]

Right?

That's a good point.

[JACK]

We can ditch the dead guy

and just go our separate ways.

We can leave it anywhere.

No, that is not a good idea.

He k*lled Nick, and you stomped on this f*cking guy's head.

I am not the one who f*ckin' brought that lunatic into my house.

Okay, that costume was amazing.

- It wasn't a costume!

- It wasn't a costume!

Oh my God, oh my God, it was Halloween!

How was I supposed to know?

Dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude.

Okay, that dead cop took my name, man.

He radioed in about us.

[JACK]

You know why?

Because you're always throwing your name around.

Oh, look, you dropped something.

- Your f*ckin' name.

- [ALAN]

Oh, yeah, that's my fault.

That's on me, okay.

[JACK] Oh yeah, it is.

You know what?

Good luck with it.

I'm f*ckin' done.

- I'm out.

- You're done?

Oh, you're gonna go?

You're gonna walk away from here?

Oh, this is really something coming from you.

Hey, by the way, quick question.

How you doin' with the very first problem in your entire life that you couldn't just throw money at, huh?

How's that goin' for you?

You didn't mind my money when you were hooverin' up

my f*ckin' dr*gs, right?

Oh yeah,

and you were pitchin' me

your stupid f*ckin' apps.

My stupid f*cking apps?

[DOROTHY]

Shut the f*ck up,

both of you, oh my God!

Nick, Nick is dead in your studio.

The cop, dead in your garage.

There's photos on both of your phones.

All right, maybe if...

maybe if we just give the... the body back,

and I'll say sorry.

Oh, wake up!

We know nothing about this guy.

He has our names, your address.

I mean, Alan gave him his f*cking résumé.

Okay, we don't need to keep putting each other down, you guys.

Okay, that psycho, he wore gloves.

Our prints are all over it.

He's gonna k*ll us

whether or not we have this thing.

- It's a person.

- Oh!

f*ck all that noise, okay?

And the cops, when the cops

come looking for us,

they're gonna sh**t me, and then he's gonna lock you both up.

Do you want to risk that, is that what you want to do?

Okay!

What the f*ck do we do?

We make it go away.

No body, no evidence.

♪ We gotta bleach him.

♪ Pulverize the teeth.

Burn off the fingerprints.

We disfigure the face.

We melt him down.

We drain the blood and the bodily fluids.

We mix those with bleach.

We also bleach the inside.

We chop him into pieces small enough that they can't be recognized as human in case somebody finds one of 'em.

Vinegar to soften the bones.

We put each part in a different plastic bag, fill 'em with lye, tie the tops, and we bury them as far away from each other as possible.

♪ Uh, that is why you're single.

[ALAN]

Oh, okay.

I'm the only one of us that watched Breaking Bad?

Are you kidding me?

That show redefined television.

[JACK]

Okay, uh...

where exactly are we meant to do all this?

Hm?

I don't know, but you know what?

Not here, so let's... let's just go.

Let's go, yeah.

♪ [ALAN]

Oh, okay, no, I'll get it.

Thanks, guys, thanks for all of your help.

Appreciate it.

You dumb dicks.

Son of a bitch.

[CART RATTLING]

[TRAFFIC SOUNDS]

♪ Why do you have a g*n?

Why wouldn't I?

What if I go to the movies or my local Planned Parenthood and some assh*le comes in with a g*n to sh**t everyone?

Nobody would've gotten hurt tonight if everybody had a g*n.

♪ I work long hours, I go running early.

It makes me feel safer.

Have you ever had to use it?


♪ I just k*lled two people right in front of you.

I know, who's gonna be next?

You're not grasping the reality of what I'm saying.

I k*ll people.

♪ You haven't k*lled me.

♪ [SIREN WAILING]

♪ Come on.

Let's get you cleaned up.

♪ No one knows who I am ♪

♪ No one knows who I am ♪

♪ Nobody recognizes me ♪ ♪ No one knows who I'm supposed to be ♪

♪ For Halloween ♪

[INDISCERNIBLE LYRICS]

♪ Uh, Dalmore neat, and a slightly burnt, perfect, Sipsmith and Cokey martini,

straight up with a twist,

-year Coal Ila for the scotch.

♪ What?

A drink order shouldn't have words in it.

♪ [REINDEER MAN]

Look at these two.

♪ Hold that for a sec.

Uh, I'm gonna go...

take care of this.

That booth when you get back.

♪ This year for Halloween ♪

♪ I'll just be me ♪

Thank you.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪ [WATER RUNNING]

_ ♪ [UNZIPS PANTS]

♪ [ZIPS UP PANTS]

♪ Maggie, what are you doing?

Is this crazy?

No.

You don't meet guys like this every day.

He's... he's smart, he's strong, he's employed.

He can handle you.

Timing's a bit off, but that's okay.

[EXHALES]

Grow through conflict.

♪ [DOROTHY]

Yeah, yeah, this is it.

[ALAN]

All right, what now?

[DOROTHY]

Uh, well, padlock is sh*t,

and we need what's in there, so.

Never paid for a bike in my life.

♪ [SIGHS]

Okay, let's do this.

[ROCK MUSIC]

♪ So this doesn't feel like much of a plan.

♪ [WILKES]

You said you could track him with a computer.

♪ Can you get into this?

I'm a data engineer, not a hacker.

♪ Yes.

Just take me a minute to get around this guy's password.

[TYPING]

Hmm.

I'm gonna find those assholes for you.

♪ [DOOR OPENING, BELL DINGS]

Yeah.

What?

Yeah.

[BUCKET RATTLES]

Is this everything?

I guess we're about to find out.

Seriously?

Don't deny me this, Dorothy.

Tonight isn't really what I was expecting, okay?

So, yeah, I want a machete.

All right.

It says we start with the face.

I still can't believe it's him.

I know.

Doesn't he have like million Twitter followers?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Well...

[EXHALES]

Not anymore.

[SLAM]

[MAGGIE]

Okay.

Ah, I'm in.

You can track pretty much anybody's smartphone

as long as a single one of their apps

has live location in the background.

♪ Code's running.

♪ So I gotta say, seeing you do what you do,

hearing you talk,

boom.

Suddenly so much makes sense.

How?

I'll answer one of yours for each one you answer of mine.

Come on.

All the secrets, the deceptions.

You must be dying to just talk straight to someone.

♪ Why are you here?

Because I wanna be.

- Why?

- Mm-mm.

My turn.

Who paid you?

I don't know.

I never meet him.

♪ Do you know what the dark web is?

[MAGGIE] Yes.

The part of the internet that's encrypted and untraceable...

where you would go if you want someone k*lled.

It's one of the many places you can go to do that, yes.

The visible world is so bright and reassuring, but it needs the dark.

The man who pays me owns the dark.

You don't know him, he doesn't know you.

You get paid in electronic currency.

Completely anonymous.

How much did you get for the guy in the bag?

More than anyone, ever.

And I thought you were hot before I knew you were rich.

[CHUCKLES]

♪ Your turn.

♪ Do you know why I like Halloween, Maggie?

The candy?

♪ People.

They wear masks their whole lives, pretending that life has meaning.

When you k*ll somebody, all of that's gone.

Halloween is the closest

people come to admitting

that we are defined by death.

How do you come to do what you do?

Choose a job you love, you never have to work a day in your life.

I want that choice.

Life carries most people along.

So much happens, so little is made to happen.

But life is consequence.

You throw a glass, it breaks.

You cut someone, they bleed.

You k*ll someone, they're gone.

♪ [WILKES GRUNTS]

I was always taught that consequences are to be feared.

Every decision I make, every second of my life is based on what someone else wants or needs, it's like a f*cking straitjacket.

And then there's you, saying consequences are proof of power.

♪ You can do anything you want.

All of it's good, do it.

Because none of it means anything.

[MAGGIE]

Was it hard

to k*ll someone the first time?

Maggie... ♪ None of it's hard.

♪ [PHONE VIBRATING]

[PHONE BEEPS]

[MAN]

Dead cops aren't good for business.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

Find them.

♪ [SIGHS]

♪ There was a complication.

Small.

[MAN]

So?

So nothing.

I've got it under control.

[MAN]

This isn't like you, Wilkes.

One complicated night in a decade isn't a bad track record.

[MAN]

I hope you know where my body is.

[TENSE MUSIC]

You're watching me.

♪ [MAN]

Maybe.

On and off

♪ That wasn't part of the deal.

[MAN]

Neither is lying to me.

Even great white sharks



Two hours.

Sort your mess out.

Don't let me down.

♪ f*ck me!

[ALAN]

Don't touch your face, Jack.

It's basically acid.

Okay.

What's next?

[ALAN]

Uh, burn off his fingerprints.

[DOROTHY]

You, it's your turn.

Now, mm-hmm.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪ Okay.

♪ [BLOWTORCH TURNS ON]

Ugh, okay.

Oh.

Oh, sh*t.

The skin is coming off!

- Oh, God.

- f*ck, ahh!

Okay, ahh!

Oh, f*ck.

He's leaking.

He's leaking, he's leaking.

Okay.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Why isn't Alan doing any of this gross sh*t, huh?

He's the one that got us into this mess.

[ALAN]

Hey! One of us has to keep our eye

on the bigger picture, okay?

I will look up the instructions, and you two carry them out.

Thank you.

Chop, chop.

♪ [LIGHT MUSIC]

♪ We need to find that body, now.

♪ You said "we." ♪

[CLEARS THROAT]

♪ Okay, this is them.

They're at a hardware store



blocks from here.


Alan is doing a Google search.

Trying to destroy a body, by the looks of it.

Now I can tap into any camera in the area with a built-in sensor or actuator.

There they are.

♪ Is this live?

It was minutes ago.

If I connect Alan and Jack

using Find My Friends,

we can track them with Jack's phone.

♪ Body cam footage is instantly uploaded to a cloud server.

Can you access that server?

It'll be traceable to this computer.

I'm okay with that.

Me too.

Find the video we're in and delete it.

♪ We should send it to them.

We've already sent the photos.

Let's have a little fun.

♪ [DOOR OPENS]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

♪ [BARTENDER]

Hey, Officer.

♪ [OFFICER # ]

Hey!

Trick or treat, m*therf*cker.

[OFFICER # ]

Yeah, what's up, boy?

[INDISCERNIBLE CONVERSATION]

[LIGHT MUSIC]

♪ [MAGGIE]

You guys look great.

Dunder Mifflin for the win!

♪ [OMINOUS MUSIC]

[PHONE CHIMES]

[ALAN]

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t, get over here.

Guys.

♪ [DOROTHY]

Look, we have a dead body here.

We need your help.

Someone has been m*rder*d.

[ALAN]

Okay, okay, it's gettin' away from us here.

This isn't what it looks like, Officer.

Just listen to me, my name is Alan Morgan Adams.

♪ What is this guy's problem?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, oh my God.

- [JACK]

Okay, uh...

- [DOROTHY]

Hey, hey.

- [JACK]

What do we do?

- [DOROTHY]

Focus, focus, focus.

[JACK]

No, what do we do, what do we do?

[DOROTHY]

There is no footage

of us k*lling the cop

because we didn't actually do it.

He's just trying to freak us out.

He's trying to make us cr*ck, that is all he's doing.

- [ALAN]

Oh, my God.

- [JACK]

Yeah, well, it's working.

I'm cracked.

Alan, I need you to log on to Jack's Apple account, Find My iPhone, and then delete all the messages.

That's it.

Wait, how do I do any of that?

[JACK]

Are you kidding me?

You do it then, Jack!

- I don't know how!

- Exactly!

[JACK]

I pay nerds to do that for me.

All right?

♪ Maggie.

Maggie, Maggie's h...

Maggie's helping him.

Oh, wait, the blonde that was with him tonight?

Yeah, the one that was dressed as, um...

uh, Elsa from Frozen.

- Yeah.

- Wow!

Marie Antoinette, you dipshit!

Do you know anything about anything

that's not been made into an action figure?

I'm so sorry, professor.

I'm not an expert in Civil w*r history, okay?

[ALAN]

Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait,

hold on, you guys, it says here the lye is gonna take like hours to work.

Oh, sh*t. We have to heat it

to almost a thousand degrees?

[DOROTHY]

You didn't think to tell us that

before we started?

You could've looked it up your-f*cking-self, Dot!

Call me Dot one more f*cking time.

[ALAN]

What you gonna do?

- [DOROTHY GROANS]

- [ALAN]

Do something.

I surrender and I let go, I surrender and I let go.

[ALAN]

Do that.

Oh! It says here we could also

burn the entire body, that would work.

What website are you on?

Wikipedia.



- [DOROTHY LAUGHS]


- What?

[DOROTHY]

Okay, you know what,

it's not as if we can start a fire in here anyway, so.

[ALAN]

Oh, yeah, actually, never mind

because it has to be hot enough to turn him into ash, not just a bubbly stew person.

That's great.

[ALAN]

So...

Hospitals, clinics, mortuaries, they... they have incinerators.

My mom, she used to work at a hospital,

and they'd also discard like the old placentas and the foreskins and stuff, they burn them at the end of the night.

[ALAN]

Right, right, right,

right, right, okay.

I can work with that.

Is the real world too gory for you, Monster Maker?

Yes.

Yes, it is, actually.

- That's the whole point.

- Hold on.


Would a funeral home work?

There's one on Hooper Street.

[DOROTHY]

Yes, yeah, that's perfect.

Uh, I don't know about that, Dot.

[GULPS]

...rothy.

Uh, think about it.

We already broke into this building.

Now you want us to break into other buildings?

There's... there's more bodies.

Yes!

The faster that we feed this fucker to the incinerator, the faster that this is done.

We take your trust fund money, we buy plane tickets to Jamaica, and we spend the rest of our miserable year drinking mojitos and having threesomes on the beach.

Okay, yeah.

Lead us to a funeral home.

[DOROTHY]

Okay, great.

Clear your browser history, put him back in the cart.

You, clean this sh*t up.

♪ You know neither one of us is gonna be in that threesome, right?

Yeah, I know.

- [DOROTHY]

Now!

- [ALAN]

Yeah, okay.

Ah, sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

♪ [DOROTHY]

Come on,

let's cut through here.

♪ Can you hurry up?

♪ [DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ I don't understand you, but I feel like you might be

the first person I've met

in a very long time...

that understands me.

♪ After you k*ll them, after tonight, you can teach me some things.

I can teach you some things.

We can be together, just the two of us, doing anything we want.

♪ [GASPS]

[Kn*fe SLICES]

♪ There is no "we."

[MAGGIE TREMBLING]

♪ [GASPS]

♪ [MAGGIE MOANS]

♪ [TENSE MUSIC]

[DOROTHY]

This is it.

♪ Let's do this.

[GROANING]

[MAN ON INTERCOM]

Can I help you, ma'am?

Um, hi, yes, um, we need your help.

We have a dead body, and there's this guy,

and he's trying to k*ll us...

[MAN ON INTERCOM]

Please press the button

before speaking, ma'am.

Oh, my God!

We have a dead body, someone is trying to k*ll us.

Open the f*cking door!

♪ Oh, come, come.

♪ Is that...

Yeah, yes, yes.

Well, sh*t.

Where are his g*dd*mn teeth?

♪ Oh, my God, why does everyone keep pulling g*ns on us?

[JACK]

We don't got time for this, all right?

He's gonna k*ll us.

Who?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ [SCREAMING]

[JACK]

Oh, sh*t, I knew

that was gonna happen!

[SCREAMING]

- [DOROTHY]

Get in!

- [JACK]

I'm coming!

[SHOUTS]

♪ [GROANS]

No. No.

No, no.

No!

I'm sorry, guys.

I can't f*ckin' do this.

I am out!

What?

[DOROTHY]

Come back, you assh*le!

- [DOROTHY]

Jack!

- [ALAN]

f*ck!

Okay.

♪ - [ALAN]

Where'd he go?

- [DOROTHY]

I don't know.

[SIGHS]

God, what is my deal?

I'm sorry, Dorothy.

I'm sorry I got us into this.

I'm sorry I'm always up in everyone's face, I'm always pressuring people into doing sh*t.

I'm sorry I can never stop running my f*cking mouth.

Calm down, it's fine.

[PANTING]

[SOFT MUSIC]

♪ Um, what the...

What the f*ck are you doing?

Somebody's trying to k*ll us right now.

- Are you...

- Right, no, I...

[DOROTHY]

f*ck you. Go.

Go to the incinerator please.

[ALAN]

Yeah, okay.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Wait, what am I supposed to do once I find it?

It's an oven, Alan.

Do you know how to turn on an oven?

Uh, okay.

♪ [WHISPERING]

Where the f*ck are you?

[PANTING]

♪ f*ck.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ Good luck getting in here.

♪ f*ck!

♪ [PANTING]

[WHISPERING]

sh*t.

[PANTING]

[EERIE MUSIC]

♪ sh*t.

♪ [GASPING]

♪ What is wrong with you?

Keep it together.

You f*ckin' p*ssy.

You got this.

♪ You got this.

♪ [WILKES]

Jack!

♪ [WHISPERING] Alan!

[KNOCKING]

♪ [DOROTHY]

Seriously, that's all you have?

[ALAN]

It was all I could find, Dorothy.

Oh, my God, you scared the sh*t outta me.

[DOROTHY]

Is this it, this is it?

Yeah, it's gonna take a minute to heat up.

We don't have a minute, Alan.

The son of a bitch is in the building.

- What?

- Yeah.

Are you serious?

It has to get to like degrees or it's not gonna work.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, we're gonna die tonight.

We're gonna die tonight.

We're gonna f*cking die tonight.

No, no, um, um, okay, don't check out on me now.

Just get this thing going, I have an idea.

Oh, f*ck.

♪ [JACK]

sh*t.

♪ [WOOD CREAKING]

♪ Please, God.

Please let me live.

Please, little sweet baby Jesus.

Please let me live.

I'll give all my money to kids.

I promise.

I'll live my life like it's Christmas every day.

I'll live my life in the past, the present, and the future.

I will never do any dr*gs, and I won't disrespect women.

Oh please, sweet Jesus, let me live.

[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC]

♪ [JACK WHISPERING]

Okay, okay.

[DOOR CREAKING OPEN]

[INHALES]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[POUNDING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[POUNDING]

[LOUD POUNDING]

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

[DOOR OPENING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[RELIEVED EXHALE]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[GASPS]

No, no!

[WAILING]

[SQUISHING]

[SCREAMING]

♪ [MACHINERY WHIRRING]

[INTENSE MUSIC]

♪ [KNOCKING]

[SCREAMS]

♪ sh*t.

♪ Ah.

♪ Don't worry.

I'm just gonna take the body, and then you can go home.

♪ I'm sor...

I am so sorry,

I really did think I could do that with a straight face there.

♪ Where's the girl?

Okay.

Careful now.

You don't want to miss me

and hit your boyfriend there.

♪ f*cking sh**t him!

f*cking hold him still!

[GROANS]

f*ck!

♪ [SCREAMING]

Find the g*dd*mn g*n!

♪ [DOROTHY]

I can't reach it!

♪ [SCREAMING]

♪ [ALAN WAILING]

♪ I got it.

♪ [MACHINERY WHIRRING]

♪ This is what death looks like, boy.

♪ I hope that one drink was worth it.

♪ How does death look now, assh*le?

♪ [g*nsh*t]

[RICOCHETING CLANKS]

♪ Huh.

♪ [PANTING]

♪ [CAMERA CLICKS]

♪ [PHONE CHIMES]

♪ [PHONE RINGING]

♪ [MAN]

Jesus Christ.

I only asked you to deliver him.

You said you wanted to make a statement.

There's your statement.

[MAN]

The money is transferred.

♪ I trust if you're satisfied we can put tonight's... difficulties behind us.

[MAN]

Have all the complications been dealt with?

No loose ends.

[g*nsh*t]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[GROANS]

♪ [TRIUMPHANT MUSIC]

♪ [MAGGIE]

You hear that BS?

The phone is dead.

Even the phone is dead!

I k*lled you.

Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.

[GROANING]

I just wanted a little bit of what you had.

But I'm a fast learner.

Stabbing me wasn't very nice.

[SCREAMING]

[WILKES]

Maggie!

But can I tell you a secret?

I'm so happy to be rid of any delusions.

♪ [WILKES]

No, no.

[SCREAMING]

♪ Costume.

♪ Amazeballs.

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