03x06 - 9 P.M. to 12 A.M.

Episode transcripts for the 2016 TV show "Slasher". Aired: March 2016 to present.*
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"Slasher" revolves around a young woman who is confronted with a series of horrifying copycat murders, that are based on the widely-known killings of her parents years ago.
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03x06 - 9 P.M. to 12 A.M.

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- [CRICKETS CHIRPING]
- [SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

- [CONNOR] Here.
- [SAADIA] Oh.

- Oops. [LAUGHS]
- Careful.

Careful. [LAUGHS]

- [JEN] We're going in there?
- [CONNOR] Yeah.

What, no red carpet
for the Solstice virgins?

Isn't that place condemned?

Well, where else are you gonna have
a lawless end of the world party?

- [SAADIA CHUCKLES]
- [TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE]

Here.

[JEN] How do you know
where you're going?

Just following the noise.
It's a huge room. We'll find it.

[JEN] I heard the cops
seal it every year,

and they just break in again.

- [INDISTINCT NOISE IN BACKGROUND]
- [CLATTER]

- Oh, what the f*ck?
- It's okay.

[CLATTER]

Always people running around
just smashing sh*t.

This isn't the main room.
You'll love it. I promise.

[TECHNO MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

Are we sure, guys?

We're partying it up while...

[CONNOR] While a psycho k*ller's
on the loose?

- [SAADIA] Yeah.
- [JEN] Well,

we're safer together. Okay?

I sure as hell wouldn't
want to be alone right now.

We're here. Come on.

[JEN CHUCKLES]

Come on, it's in here.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

See? Being here right now
is not the worst, right?

This is crazy!

- [MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]
- [PHONE RINGS]

Yo! Looks like we actually
have a reason to celebrate!

They caught the k*ller?

They took someone into custody.
My feed is going apeshit.

Who is it? Why'd they do it?

Why are they targeting
everyone in our building?

Um, hello, the nightmare's finally over,

and we're in the middle
of a lit party in town!

Yeah!

[CROWD CHEERING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

Whoo!

- [MUSIC STOPS]
- [KEYS JINGLING]

Dan. [GRUNTS]

Watch where you're going,
you piece of sh*t.

Dan, I heard what happened
to Cassidy and I'm so sorry.

- Save it.
- No, look, I... I just want

to offer my condolences.

I know we've had our troubles
over the years, but...

You really get off on this, don't you?

Believe it or not, I'm just
trying to be a good neighbor.

You want to be a good neighbor, huh?

Then mind your own f*cking business!

- [GLASS BOTTLES CLINK]
- [INHALES DEEPLY]

[CLATTER]

- [KEYS JINGLING]
- [INHALES DEEPLY]

[LOCK RATTLES]

[DOOR SHUTS]

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

- [DIAL PAD BEEPS]
- [DIAL TONE RINGS]

- [EXHALES DEEPLY]
- [PHONE BUZZES]

[PHONE BUZZES]

[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING]

Save some for me!

[COUGHS]

[LAUGHS]

- You feeling it?
- Yeah.

- Want to dance for a bit?
- Sure.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

I have to warn you, Mr. Olenski,

your daughter's face
has severe chemical burns.

- [SIGHS]
- Most people find it easier with photos.

I can cover up sections,

- for you, if you like...
- No.

No.

I want to see her. [GASPS]

I want to say goodbye to my baby.

- [SOBS]
- [BAG UNZIPS]

[BELCHES]

[SOBS]

- [BELL RINGS]
- [BREATHING SHAKILY]

Baby.

[DOOR OPENS]

All right, time to fess up,
so we can all go home.

[DOOR SHUTS]

I did it.

- We have the Kn*fe, the costume...
- [EXHALES DEEPLY]

... and a DNA match
with the victim's blood.

You weren't very careful.

Once again... we've matched
the wounds and the blood

to the w*apon in your possession.

We've also tracked
your social media activity.

I don't have any social media.

Deleting your account doesn't erase it.

We have a record of everything,

posts, comments, likes.

You thought that was all gone.

[SCOFFS] Jesus. [BREATHES DEEPLY]
I don't know who or what this is.

- Really?
- Uh-huh.

What about these?

[CLICKS TONGUE] Oh. Ah, this is
the guy that got his head cut off.

This morning, with your axe.

Oh, yeah, saw it on the news.

I don't own an axe.

Now this...

This is top-notch.

Yeah. Wow, what do you think
happened to his mouth?

Oh! [LAUGHS, EXCLAIMS]

f*ck... f*ck off! Look at this!

What is this?
This isn't... this isn't real.

I want to know why you k*lled them.

Are you just dumping
every unsolved m*rder

in front of me to see what I'll do?

Because I can look at this sh*t all day.

They were all former
neighbors of Kit Jennings.

What happened?

No, I bet you're gonna tell me
what you think.

They saw you k*ll Kit.

A lot of people did.

And they didn't do sh*t.

- So you made sure they didn't talk.
- No.

No. You don't see how
chickenshit these normals are?

I have enough to put you away
for a very long time.

Great.

Maybe I'm insane.

Maybe I'll just sit in a hospital
all day and f*ck nurses.

Hmm?

You're not crazy.

This was clearly premeditated.

If you cooperate...

we can talk to a judge...

to improve your chances
of surviving prison.

I told you...
I'm rolling in there with a rep.

Right.

You're famous.

You're gonna be a legend.

Well...

You know what makes
you famous inside jail?

Huh...

Being the one who kills...

a so-called legend.

Knock when you're ready to talk.

[DOOR CREAKS]

- [DOOR OPENS]
- [LAUGHS]

- He's a piece of work.
- [DOOR SHUTS]

Yeah, he's a piece of somethin'.

[SINGH LAUGHS]

Get all the evidence we collected
from his apartment,

and two extra-large coffees.

Okay, tell me you didn't make
plans when we caught the guy.

- No, of course not.
- Mm-hmm.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[JEN] Mm. [LAUGHS]

- Aw!
- What up?

Come on!

- It's not over, is it?
- No, happens every year.

Generator blows,
or someone trips over a wire.

I'm gonna go find an energy drink.
You want one?

Yeah, thanks.

[CROWD CHEERING, CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN: You really think so?

[CHARLIE] Man, a hundred
percent the K*llers are dead.

I mean, what, you think
he just decides to skip town

when all the murders start? Please.

He's probably hiding in a cave somewhere.

- [LAUGHS]
- [CHARLIE] Or actually, no, no, no.

No, his wife's in on it too,
and she has an axe,

and she hides it under
the f*cking turban she wears.

- [LAUGHS]
- [CHARLIE] Hell, I mean like,

why do you think they came
here in the first place?

Probably to get away from
all the sketchy sh*t they're doing

- over in Butt-f*ck-istan.
- [LAUGHS]

[g*nshots IN BACKGROUND]

[g*nshots]

- [g*nshots]
- [b*mb EXPLODES]

[GROUND TREMBLES]

[g*nshots]

- [g*nshots]
- [PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[b*mb EXPLODES]

[CHARLIE] Ah, la, la, la! [LAUGHS]

That's my family you're talking about!

You don't know anything about us,
you r*cist piece of sh*t!

Saadia, Saadia, it's okay. Take it easy.

You, get the f*ck outta here!

I'm just saying what everyone's thinking.

You okay?

That is not what everyone's
thinking, okay?

- Saad.
- [SOBS]

[DOOR OPENS, CREAKS]

[BELL RINGS]

Cassidy?

- [BELL RINGS]
- Watch me, Daddy.

Baby.

[BELL RINGS]

- [SCREAMS]
- [PANTS]

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[INHALES DEEPLY]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[INHALES, EXHALES]

[PHONE CHIMES]

[DIAL PAD BEEPS]

[SIGHS]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[PHONE CHIMES]

[DOOR SHUTS]

You crazy bitch.

[KEYS JINGLE]

[DOOR CREAKS]

[DOOR SHUTS]

[SNIFFS]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[EXHALES]

DAN: Pick those up.

[DOOR OPENS]

Hi, Mr. Olenski. I'm, uh,
Angel Lopez from down the hall.

Anyway, uh, I'm collecting
money, clothing, furniture,

or whatever you're willing to spare
for a new family of refugees

that just moved into our building.

Huh. You are, are you?

- Mm-hmm.
- What's this family's name?

The Jalalzais.

- [CHUCKLES] Yeah, I'm not interested.
- Look... the family fled...

really horrifying conditions
in Afghanistan.

They arrived with almost no money.

If all of us in the building
band together,

we could help them get a solid start.

[CLICKS TONGUE] Band together, huh?

- Yeah.
- Who's banding together

to help me and my daughter?

Oh, uh... I'm sorry, Mr. Olenski.
I've clearly come at a bad time.

The answer is no one.

No one is helping...

a white man, and his white daughter...

or the white citizens of this country.

And you coloreds...

you coloreds, you come
here, and you take,

- and you take, and you take...
- [SIGHS]

You take our wives, you take
our mothers, you take our sons.

Okay, I've... I've heard
more than enough.

- And now you want to take my stuff.
- Uh, mm... [CHUCKLES]

Someone should teach you shits a lesson.

Show you what it's
like to really suffer.

[GRUNTS]

[CLICKS]

[KEYBOARD CLICKS]

[CLICKS]

- [PHONE CHIMES]
- [HORN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING IN BACKGROUND]

[SIGHS]

sh*t.

[SNICKERING]

Do not f*ck with me today!

- This is so done being funny!
- I'm still laughing.

- [SIGHS]
- Yeah, sulfuric acid on the face

of the selfie slut,

dissecting the biology
teacher, I mean...

- the k*ller's a funny guy.
- You're gross.

You're not so brave without
your big bro around, are you?

I can do whatever
I want to you right now...

and no one would know.

I could even use my big axe.

They arrested the druid.

Oh, yeah?

What if I told you that...

they got the wrong guy?

[METAL CLANKS]

You'll always be the wrong guy, Charlie.

- [DOOR OPENS]
- [WOOD CREAKS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

["THE TURN AROUND" PLAYING]

Are you okay?

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

Charlie's a douchebag.

Just forget about him.

It's not just Charlie. It's...

I mean, a guy was m*rder*d
a year ago today...

after leaving this same party...

and now people are...

they're dressing up like
the m*rder*r, like it's fun.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

But it's kind of fun, right?

I mean, like, when we
dress up as zombies,

you know, and ghouls and ghosts,

yeah, we're basically just
giving death a big f*ck you.

Tonight feels like the same thing.

I guess.

People around here, they don't...

they don't know what death's like.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

Not you. I know you and Jen...

you get it... but the idiots
in these costumes,

they don't understand
death like you and me.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

What happened to you,
where you grew up?

I mean, if...
if you ever want to tell me...

you can.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

I lived with my grandparents.

My parents, all of us.

The w*r drove us from our homes.

My aunts, uncles, cousins.

Everyone ended up there.

It was crowded, but... happy.

My grandfather also took in some rebels.

I don't think they were
with us even a week, but...

he took them in because, to him...

community included everyone...

and... you didn't say no
to someone who needed help.

Yeah.

Somehow, the m*llitary found out and...

they k*lled everyone.

I saw them die...

and then, they b*rned them...

tossed their bodies in a... [SIGHS]

... in a fire and...

I couldn't do anything. I hid.

The smoke and smell
of my burning family all around me.

When my parents came home
with my brother,

they... they found me...

hiding, covered in blood and soot.

Jesus.

I'm cursed.

Even here. Everywhere I go,
I'm surrounded by death.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

Know what? I... I don't believe that.

I don't. Curses are bullshit.

All that stuff that happens
to us randomly, it's...

it's just bad luck...

and bad timing.

It's the stuff we do...

the decisions that we make
in the face of all of that.

That's what really matters.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

[DOOR OPENING]

Who the hell doesn't have a smartphone
or a computer these days?

A nut job.

Or a k*ller covering his tracks.

- He's got a burner phone.
- [SIGHS]

No recent internet history.

Either this guy went
off the grid a year ago.

because he got spooked
after k*lling Kit...

Or he's been planning
these murders for a year.

Five murders in hours.

No way he pulled that off accidentally.

And we're tearing around the city
just trying to catch up to him.

I mean, he was shocked
by the dissection photo.

Didn't feel like a put on.

Maybe he's trying to get in your head.

I mean, the guy's a freak.

He's clearly got problems with women.

Yeah. I mean, all the murders
with the women were involved,

complicated...

acid, dissection,
bloodletting upside down.

Exactly. The guy is quick,
blunt, violent,

so if he has issues with women...

maybe with you there,
he sees the bodies and he reacts.

But he had the bloody w*apon...

and his costume
when I kicked the door in...

the Kn*fe from a year ago.

So why keep that and
toss everything else?

[SIGHS]

You need to check the dumpsters,
alleys, garbage cans

throughout the neighborhood.

We need anything that pins him
to these other murders.

I mean, he... he could've dumped
that stuff anywhere.

Okay, I don't care if
you gotta get up to your neck

in the local dump, Singh.

He left traces somewhere.

That's the job.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[THUMP]

- [SQUEALING]
- Jesus Christ!

What the f*ck are you doing here?

You know I don't back down.

So what's your damage?
Why don't you just leave me alone?

DAN: Leave you alone?

What, is this your idea of fun, huh?

You're making up some bullshit story
to lure me down here?

- You're the one who told me to come here.
- The f*ck I did!

Why would I want to be down
here with someone like you?

Just look.

You're f*ckin' nuts, you know that?

Making up emails from me,
sending them to me?

I didn't send anything! This is your idea!

- Oh, yeah, yeah.
- What?

[DIAL PAD BEEPS]

Yeah, no, I didn't send that.

- Bullshit!
- Why would I?

Look, I never mocked
what happened to Cassidy.

And how would I know, huh?

I don't know what
your little f*cked up plan is.

Know what? You're
crazier than I thought.

[DOOR KNOB RATTLING]

Gimme a f*ckin' break, huh?
Get outta there

before you break a f*ckin' nail.

[RATTLING CONTINUES]

Argh! You f*ckin' locked us in here!

No, Dan, and I didn't
send that f*ckin' email!

And I didn't send
a f*ckin' email, either!

Someone catfished us.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[PANTING]

Why would anybody do this?

[PANTS] That's what I'm worried about.

You've got some f*ckin' nerve, Dan!

That's no way to greet
a neighbor, now is it?

[JUSTINE] Another noise complaint.

That is two. Three and we get charged.

[SIGHS] Well... if you dykes
could have a conversation

without breaking every
g*dd*mn dish in your place,

there wouldn't be a problem.

- You're such a...
- [ANGEL] Why don't you keep

- your bigoted bullshit to yourself?
- And why don't you back up

your words with some
actions, tough guy?

DAN: Come on.

Ha.

Ah, I thought so, ya
f*ckin' p*ssy q*eer.

Angel... Angel, we need your help.

Dan is harassing us
and the landlord doesn't care,

so maybe if you started
a campaign or something.


Yeah, no.


No. I mean, Dan is definitely
a h*m* assh*le,

but those noise complaints are valid.

I didn't get any sleep last night.

- Mom, let's just go.
- I... I thought of all the people

- who would have our backs...
- Oh, you mean like you had Kit's back

with that tweet of yours?

See, the funny thing
about actions, Justine,

is that they all have
consequences. Yeah?

So, the next time
you need somebody's help...

don't mock their dead friend.

[DOOR SHUTS]

Come on.

Argh!

[ANGEL] I can't f*ckin' believe this.

Yeah, well, you better believe it.

Someone tricked us.
Who the f*ck would trick us?

The f*ckin' druid, stupid!

No. No, no way. The... the police

caught someone a few hours ago. [SCOFFS]

For a q*eer, you have an awful
lot of faith in the cops.

- [FOOTSTEPS TAPPING]
- [GRUNTS]

- Hey!
- [SIGHS]

DAN: Is there anybody out there?
We're trapped in here!

Who knows this room exists?

How should I know?
Do I look like the f*ckin' janitor?

- Who the f*ck you calling?
- - - .

f*ck! My phone isn't working down here.

Oh, what a surprise.

This beast?

This beast will get a signal
in a whale's p*ssy.

[SIGHS] This... this bad boy...

- [SCOFFS] sh*t!
- [LAUGHS]

You shut the f*ck up, you hear me?

There's nothing funny
about this, all right?

Calm the hell down, okay?
That's not gonna help us get out.

Don't tell me what to do, all right?
Because I will happily

kick the sh*t out of you!

[DUBSTEP MUSIC PLAYING]

[LAUGHS]

- To pee or not to pee?
- That is the question.

It's that way, through
the door, to the left.

Need me to come stand guard...

so, you know...

Just be careful, okay?
Holler for me if anything's up.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[MUSIC CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND]

- [CHARLIE] Hey.
- [GASPS]

[SIGHS] Charlie.

Well, it's just the girl
I wanted to run into...

for a little alone time.

You know, you really need to learn
how to take a f*ckin' joke.

I used to think you were so cool...

and you're so exotic,

so different...

from all the other girls at school.

But nope. Nope, no, no.

Turns out you're worse than
all of them combined.

I mean, you're even
more uptight than that

dumb f*cking c**t, Jen.

Don't you call her that.

Okay, arguing with me
isn't gonna help your case.

But... you know what might?

[PANT UNZIPS]

An apology.

Please.

- Hey, don't...
- Don't touch me.

Now, that didn't sound
like an apology to me.

I'm very sorry, Charlie.

Yeah?

Now, did you mean that?

I know, deep down,
you're a really good guy.

Yeah.

Exactly.

So... I'm gonna head back
to the party now, okay?

Okay, Charlie?

So soon? What? You mean...
you don't want some of this?

All right.

- Sure.
- [PANT ZIPS]

Go.

[SIGHS]

f*ckin' bitch.

[GRUNTS, SCREAMS, GURGLES]

[GRUNTS]

- [BLADE SLASHES]
- [GRUNTS]

[GURGLES]

[DUBSTEP MUSIC PLAYING]

What's wrong?

Can we go home now, please?

- Did something happen?
- Nothing. Nothing, really. I...

Uh, today's been totally insane,

and I'm wiped. Can we go home?

Yeah, yeah, of course. I'll text Jen.

She's just getting junk food.

Please tell me she got nachos.

Oh, and... and ice cream,
chocolate caramel swirl.

Oh, you mean like us.

Come on.

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

- This is all your fault, you know that?
- [SIGHS]

This is all your fault.

You couldn't just leave me alone, huh?

You know, if you didn't spend
all your time antagonizing me,

- I wouldn't f*ckin'...
- I'm antagonizing you?

Yeah, yeah, you are,
flaunting your lifestyle in my face.

- My lifestyle. That's great.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,

it's a real f*ckin' party
for you people every day, huh?

The sex, the dr*gs, the shitty music,

dancing in the streets
like f*ckin' assholes.

It's called a pride parade,
you f*ckin' moron.

- Oh, ho, ho.
- And it's for our rights. One measly day

out of the whole g*dd*mn year
to stand up for our rights.

I'm sorry, I was too busy
raising my kid.

Oh, and what a bang-up job
you did there, huh?

f*ck you.

[PHONE CLANKS]

[ANGEL] Great.

- You know f*ck all about my life.
- Oh, is that right, Angel?

Why don't you just shut the f*ck up?

What are you gonna do, huh?

What the f*ck you gonna do, huh, Mary?

What the f*ck are you gonna do?

Are you gonna f*ckin' hit me? Huh?

Is little Angel gonna get
upset and hit me?

I thought you saved all your
rough stuff for the bedroom

for your dead boyfriend,
that f*ckin' piece of sh*t.

Shut the f*ck up!

[GROANS]

[MUTED COMMOTION]

[GRUNTS]

- [ANGEL EXCLAIMING]
- [DAN GRUNTS]

- [GROANS]
- How could you? That's my f*ckin' fault?

Your kid f*ckin' hates your guts
and that's my f*ckin' fault?

You got a raw deal in life, huh,
and that's my f*ckin' fault?

- [GROANS]
- Huh, Dan?

- [COUGHS]
- You motherfuckin' assh*le.

Welcome to my little f*ckin' life!

- Don't k*ll me. [GROANS]
- [ANGEL PANTING]

[SPITS]

[PANTS]

[PANTS] Get out.

[PANTS]

[SIGHS] Oh, f*ck.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

[GROANS]

Oh, f*ck.

Dan.

Dan? Dan!

Dan!

sh*t.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

Dan...

- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
- The guys are on the garbage.

- Figured it'd be better if I helped you.
- [HANSON] Probably right.

I'm trying to find some pattern.

I mean, Kit and Noel were messy.
No visible footprints,

no cleanup at the crime scene,
out in the public.

I mean, even the Kn*fe
was textbook crime of passion.

The rest of the murders
were methodical. Unintended.

Showy, demonstrative.

A decapitated head as a hood ornament,
acid to the face, dissection.

Death by espresso machine.

They were all done with purpose.

They were a message to someone.

Decapitation could be
directed at Frank's wife.

Coffee shop att*cked
his girlfriend, Amy.

More cruelty to women,
even if it is k*lling men.

- Or it's jealousy.
- Then Cassidy?

Was that a message to Dan Olenski?

And Kaili was single, no family,

so her death was a message to...

her students?

Someone's jealous
of their friend's grades...

and then it all falls apart.

- f*ck it.
- Huh?

Wyatt's not giving us any answers.

Noel... is the only one
who didn't live in the building.

Grab a stack of his mug sh*ts.

Someone saw this guy.
Someone there knows.

Okay, okay, so they ran out
of chocolate caramel swirl,

so I got chocolate, butterscotch,

gummy worms and
chocolate chips to put inside.

- You're sure you're not a stoner?
- [LAUGHS]

I just live with one. Connor
keeps the store in business.

[SAADIA] Oh, man.

Our building looks haunted.

- Guess it kind of is.
- Ugh. You sound like Amber.

[SAADIA SCOFFS]

Who would haunt an apartment
with f*cking pink walls

- and tropical wallpaper?
- [LAUGHS]

[POLICE RADIO SQUAWKING]

I thought they caught the druid.

They probably still have to, like...

you know, guard the rooms
of all the people

- that were m*rder*d for evidence.
- [JEN] Hmm.

[SAADIA] Living in a crime scene.

For some reason, having that cop here
makes me feel less safe.

I should probably run and check on Amber.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

- And then there were two.
- [CHUCKLES]

- Yeah.
- And a ton of ice cream.

[SAADIA LAUGHS]

Uh, we could go hang out
in my room.

Um... well, but...

- Family stuff?
- Yeah.

I get it.

We can hit up my apartment.

Dope.

[PANTS]

- f*ck...
- No, no, no! Don't, don't, don't!

- Ah, f*ck!
- Get the f*ck off me!

Get up!

- [BOTH GROAN]
- f*ck! g*dd*mn f*ck!

[BOTH GRUNT, SCREAM]
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