Satranic Panic (2023)

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(static hissing)

(signal humming)

(mellow rock music)

(mellow rock music continues)

(mellow rock music continues)

They never said I was the chosen one

Until the first thing happened

They try to put you in a

box with all your friends

And keep your windows

and your doors locked

He keeps a picture of his g*n c*ck

(g*n c*ck)

In his wallet with his plastic bag

Next to a night out

where you can't come back

(sirens wailing in distance)

He's gonna find you

Make it impossible

I get this feeling I'm

never breathing again

(mellow rock music)

We fall and fell into

an expensive spell

Keep your hands to yourselves

And break these shells

which hold us down

And keep your shutters

and your blinds closed

Perfect timing leaves you exposed

To a power you won't overcome

Before a last chance

and then you're done

He's gonna find you

Make it impossible

I get this feeling I'm

never breathing again

He's gonna tempt you

Make it impossible

I get this feeling I'll

never feel this feeling again

(mellow rock music)

He's gonna tempt you

Make it impossible

I get this feeling I'll

never feel this feeling again

(audience applauding and cheering)

- For you, Max.

(muffled upbeat music)

Hey, sexy.

- Hey, Aria.

- How you doing?

- I, you did great in

the show. I, I'm elated.

- It was great, wasn't it?

Every show I do, I'm like,

well, you've done it now.

You've hit the top, you'll

never get better than this.

- I need to tell you something.

- And then I do,

I get better and hotter

and I'm starting to worry

I might be a narcissist,

but I read somewhere that if

you think you're a narcissist,

you're probably not one,

which means I'm genuinely just brilliant.

- Yeah, you really lapped

up that applause. Pathetic.

- Huh?

- Nobody in the audience

gave a f*ck about Max.

(gentle melodic music)

You're diamonds when you're alive,

you're dog sh*t when you're dead.

- Sounds like you're doing great.

- My boyfriend just got

m*rder*d, didn't he?

- He did, yeah.

Sucks, that.

You look great though.

Like, grief looks hot on you.

(Jay laughs softly)

- Grief looks hot on you too.

- Oh, I haven't started grieving yet.

I figured we'd take it in turns.

You go first because he was your partner,

I go second because he was my best friend

and everyone else can go after.

- Everyone else? It's

not like he had a family.

- We were his family.

He didn't need anyone else.

(gentle melodic music)

- Maybe he did.

We didn't save him.

- We didn't,

couldn't,

certainly can't now.

But you know what we can

do? Get totally sh*t faced.

- Might have to wait, I

found this with his stuff.

- How'd you get Max's stuff?

- The police released it today.

(soft melancholic music)

(soft melancholic music continues)

(Jay laughs softly)

(soft melodic music)

(soft tense music)

Oh, sh*t.

- Yeah,

death shouldn't have done that.

- Yeah, you really think

the pigs in rural Australia

are gonna give a f*ck

about a trans kid's death?

- You think this has something

to do with the demons?

- They're not demons, it's a cult.

- Demon cult, I told you, those

two things aren't exclusive.

- I really think we should check this out.

- When do we leave?

- Tomorrow.

- Next week.

- Tomorrow.

- I have skate class tomorrow.

- You don't skate?

- Not yet.

Why do you think I'm taking a class?

- This is important.

- We will discuss this at the bar,

post the dismantling of my visage

and its reconstruction into

something more domestic.

- (laughs softly) w*nk*r.

- You're adorable.

- Fine, but we have to drink whiskey.

- Okay, geriatric.

(muffled pop music)

(screeching tense music)

I know you.

- I just saw your show. You're brilliant.

- I knew it.

- Why are you taking

the makeup off though?

- Acne.

- I like it.

- Acne?

- Your face.

- I can teach you how to

put it on if you want.

- I don't.

(gentle tense music)

- What do you want then?

- I think you know.

- Do I?

- What kind of guys do you like?

- Who said I like guys?

- Oh, I just assume, assumed.

- When you assume, you

make an arse out of-

- You've got a great arse.

- Are you just like stupid

or like really nervous or something?

- Oh.

Nervous.

- Okay.

That's cute, I guess.

(soft ominous music)

- Is this kind of cute?

(gentle tense music)

- Okay, fine, you're hot, whatever.

- I'm seducing you.

- Oh, it's working.

I become a snarky b*tch

when I'm turned on.

- Oh, right.

That's hot.

- I know you are, but what am I?

- Sexy, mysterious.

- "A once-in-a-lifetime talent,"

if you ask Trace at "The Gazette."

Two questions,

then I'm yours.

- Hit me.

- Number one.

Have you ever been with

a girl like me before?

- Oh.

You'll be my first

- Lucky me.

And number two, and really

think hard about this one.

What inspired you to,

how do I put this?

Join a demon cult.

Let me guess, they do a fabulous

spread at Sunday brunch.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Don't lie to me, sweetie.

I can f*cking feel you.

(soft intense music)

Demon.

(sudden ominous music)

(demon laughing)

(Aria gasping)

(intense ominous music)

- Aria!

(Jay grunting)

(flesh squelching)

(skin sizzling)

(Jay groaning)

(knife thudding)

(fire whooshing)

(tortured souls wailing)

(Jay groaning)

(gentle tense music)

- Fine.

We'll go.

- Right?

(upbeat rock music)

(choir vocalizing)

- Mum, I'm going away for a

couple of days. Be back soon.

Whatever.

(door clicking)

(mellow rock music)

(door clicking)

(bell jangling)

There you are, you saucy minx.

Come on, we're going.

- No, I've gotta work.

- Quit this sh*t job.

- f*ck off, I've gotta eat.

- You again? Didn't I

ban you from the store?

- Me?

I've never been here in my life.

You must be thinking of a

different six-foot transsexual.

- Oh yeah.

- We need to leave now.

- No, I know, look,

let me just wait until he's

in a better mood and I can-

- Nope, not a chance, not happening.

- You're not by any chance getting

one of your demonic psychic

alarms from him, are you?

- Unfortunately, no.

How's your arm?

- It's fine, I don't know,

it just stings a little bit.

- Thank God.

I was worried it might have

laid eggs in you or something.

- Gross.

- Hey, Jay's got some work to do.

Can you please get out of the store?

- Baby, I'm your only customer.

- You're not a customer.

- Oh, new Artie.

I keep thinking about that night.

- Yeah, we're gonna need

some SteriClean after that.

- Not like that.

Well, like that too.

But what I mean is the more

I picture what happened,

the more I see.

- Me too. It's, um, it's strange.

(mellow melodic music)

(mellow melodic music continues)

(mellow melodic music continues)

(mellow melodic music continues)

(mellow melodic music continues)

(mellow melodic music continues)

- Memory is all weird.

I remember Max just disappearing.

All I could think of was that

drunk guy had grabbed him.

(mellow melodic music)

I don't know how long we searched for him.

Seemed like hours.

(bats squeaking)

(cult members chanting

incantation in Latin)

I can't get the images out of my head.

It was a woman, I think, the one that...

(cult members chanting

incantation in Latin)

(tense orchestral music)

(cult members chanting

incantation in Latin)

Do something, do something.

(cult members chanting

incantation in Latin)

(fire whooshing)

(knife thudding)

(Max screaming)

- [Both] No!

(flesh squelching)

(cult members chanting

incantation in Latin)

- Max!

(cult members chanting

incantation in Latin)

(blood pouring)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- You know, the weirdest thing?

- Demons being real isn't weird enough?

- Besides that.

It's the feeling I got

when they all first,

you know, came out.

I got it when that demon attacked me,

but also when I got my last shot.

(soft tense music)

It was the same tingling

feeling under my skin.

(tense melodic music)

(choir vocalizing)

(tense melodic music)

(choir vocalizing)

(tense melodic music)

(choir vocalizing)

(soft intense music)

- Like someone walking over your grave?

- Like someone jumping on

it, wearing high heels.

- f*ck, gonna have to change the title.

- You still wanna write

a comic about all this?

- Yeah.

- You feel it's like good for you?

- It's how I deal with sh*t

and there's a lot of f*cking

sh*t to deal with here.

- Yeah, fair enough.

Well, I guess you can come

up with a better title

when we know the ending.

- Yeah.

So how are we gonna pay for this trip?

Because I don't get paid

until next week and I don't-

- I've got it covered, trust me.

- Trust you?

Last time you told me to trust you,

I ended up passed out on a

median strip dressed like a nun.

- Don't worry about it, it's all set.

Besides, we have to do this.

- Jay, can you come here for a bit?

(background melodic rock music)

- What do you want, Barry?

- Nothing.

Um...

Look, I think you should take

some time off for a while.

- Sorry?

- You know, you've been distracted

and you're making mistakes and it's not-

- Wait, are you firing me?

- No, no, no, no, no, I just...

(gentle tense music)

I read the article about your friend.

Just take some time

off, just a week or two

to, I don't know, get away.

- Time off?

- Yeah, I was actually

gonna say something,

when we finished this shipment,

but I actually think that I

can sort it by myself, so.

(gentle melodic music)

An advance on your pay.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Just go do whatever you need to do.

Get out of this redneck town for a while.

- Thanks.

- Don't mention it.

Just take...

Just be careful.

- No, I will, Barry.

Thank you.

(mellow melodic music)

- Okay, so here's the plan, we go to Emu.

- Enzu.

- Whatever.

We go to Enzu

and we figure out why

the f*ck we went to Enzu.

There'll have to be something

there, the-the cult base.

- Or at least some answers.

- And since the demony

things seem to be after us,

if the Demon Daddy is any indication

of their overall plans for

us, then we k*ll, what is it?

Eight demons.

(both laughing)

- Yeah, sure, we just go

and k*ll eight demons.

Sure thing, Buffy.

- Yeah, well, I'm pretty

sure that handsome hunk

of horse meat didn't know

that I could sense him,

so we have an advantage.

- Hopefully.

So,

a basic road trip.

- Plus add-ons.

- What add-ons?

- You know, how I'm covering

the trip.

- How are you covering

the trip?

- Gig money.

- Yeah, gig money that you've been saving?

- Oh, well, I was until I saw this top.

Do you like her? She's

vintage, huge markdown.

- Babe.

- I asked if you liked my top.

- You said you had the trip covered.

- We're getting road money.

- Road money?

- Gigs, I booked a couple

of drag gigs along the way.

- Seriously?

- What? It's a good cover story.

- (sighing) True.

- Plus the gigs were

booked before the note,

so like, you know it's legit.

- And you don't think that's

even a little bit suspicious?

- It's just a coincidence.

- Is it?

- Oh, look in the back.

(soft tense music)

- Do you plan on k*lling a bunch

of stoned camp counselors with that, or?

- Cool, isn't it? Got it

from my dad's old shed.

- You couldn't, you

couldn't bring a chainsaw?

- It was that or a leaf blower.

- Well, at least we could've

blown into the neighbors yard.

- You know, I promised

no more blowing things

in people's yards after the

incident at Jeremiah's birthday.

Flirt and squirt, yes.

- Machete, it is.

Iridescent living in the dark

I'm a monster, gotta hide away

It's so clear that I fit the part of a

Cold start to another day

Iridescent living in the dark

I'm a monster, gotta hide away

It's so clear that I fit the part of a

(soft tense music)

- Aria.

Aria.

(soft tense music)

Aria!

- I, that was my favorite bit.

- Okay, the car behind us has

been tailing us for hours.

(soft tense music)

- Well, we've been driving

on a straight road for ages,

like it could be anything.

- Okay, well,

are you feeling anything?

- No,

but I have an idea.

(screeching tense music)

Oh, oh, it's one of them.

- f*ck, okay, well,

um, we have to k*ll it.

- Obviously, but how?

- I don't know.

- I've got it, grab the fogger.

- The what?

- The smoke machine, it's

in the foot bit behind you.

- Oh yeah, I'll just

grab the smoke machine

from the foot bit.

(soft tense orchestral music)

(smoke machine hissing)

(soft tense orchestral music)

(soft tense orchestral music continues)

(Aria sighing)

(car door clunking)

- You girls in trouble?

- This is so embarrassing.

Our little car like

broke down or something.

- Well, you know it's not

safe out in the open road

for two young girls?

- You're so right,

I feel so helpless and

vulnerable right now.

But please, carry on.

This is our problem to

solve and if we can't,

we'll just die here and deserve it.

Wait, you wouldn't? No, I

couldn't ask that of you.

Such a sultry, solid cowboy.

Or perhaps Cowman

come to us in our time of need.

Oh, it's too good to be true.

The problem's just down near

the head bit of the car.

You should know what to do.

You look like a man who's

good with his hands.

Such rough hands they are too,

rugged, calloused.

These are fixing hands

as my papa used to say,

before he died, that is.

I've not known the touch of a man

since he left this mortal coil,

and a man's touch, as they

say, is the only remedy

for a broken car.

- I can have a look.

- Excellent.

(soft tense music)

(cicadas chirping)

(soft tense music)

(car doors clunking)

(car revving)

(Cowboy Demon thudding)

(soft tense music)

- You will never escape us.

We will suck the marrow from your bones!

We will cleanse the Earth!

(flesh squelching)

(fire whooshing)

- That felt so f*cking good.

- Two down.

- Come on.

(car door clunking)

(door thudding)

(Aria sighing)

Charming room, interesting prospects.

- Smells like sweat and c*ck.

- I need a shower.

- Hope you brought sandals.

(mellow upbeat music)

(shower pattering)

(mellow upbeat music)

(shower pattering)

- [Jay] (shrieks) It's cold!

- It takes a second to heat up.

- [Jay] You told me that.

- No way.

Oh, ah! f*ck a monkey.

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music continues)

I am so tired.

(both laughing)

Demon k*lling really takes it out of you.

- Yeah, that one was a

bit too easy to k*ll.

- Maybe demons are stupid.

- That one was.

- I've never got the whole

like demon possession thing.

Like in the movies,

demons are these semi-corporeal

paranormal entities

that can pop into a human

body and make it do anything.

So like, don't they have

anything better to do

than possess kids and Christians

and make them swear like sailors?

Seems stupid.

- This last one didn't

really take over any kids.

- No, most guys let them in.

Who does that?

- So what does it feel like

when you sense the demons?

- I don't know, kind of

feels like a shiver at first,

(gentle tense music)

and then,

it kind of feels like dysphoria

used to feel actually,

you know, that tension,

the wrongness.

- Maybe you're just feeling dysphoric?

- No, no, I haven't felt dysphoric

by myself in ages actually.

- Must be nice.

- [Aria] It's coming from

outside of me, the feeling.

It's, it's coming from them.

- Max never really got dysphoric.

- Really?

- No, he had his moments,

but for the most part, he was fine.

He felt great.

- I wish I knew, could've

had a damn bathing buddy.

(gentle melodic music)

- Why him?

(gentle melodic music)

- I don't know.

- There were so many people in that bar.

They took him.

What about him made him

so right for the ritual?

- Maybe we'll find out.

- It's hard to sleep alone now.

I wake up and I reach for him, I...

I wait for him to wrap his legs around me

and pull me in closer,

tell me everything's

gonna be all right, but...

Nothing is all right.

- Everything will be all right.

We're gonna k*ll every

one of those demons,

obliterate them and

then we're gonna go home

and we're gonna roast some marshmallows

and everything will be a

little bit closer to all right.

- Sounds nice.

(gentle melodic music)

(gentle melodic music continues)

(birds chirping)

(maid knocking)

(Aria gasping awake)

- Get the door, will you?

- You get it.

- It's your turn.

- How is it my turn?

- Come on.

- You're the demon detector.

(maid knocking)

- [Maid] Room service.

- Did you?

- No.

(gentle tense music)

(door clicking)

- Good morning.

We have bacon and eggs,

pancakes, hash browns,

baked beans, sausages,

spaghetti with little sausages,

spaghetti with little meatballs,

deviled ham sandwiches,

spam or bologna fritts,

some other sort of

processed meat situation.

Cereal, we've got grain things,

corn things, wheat things,

those little things that

look like little poops

that'll help you poop.

Apple juice, orange juice,

yucky pineapple juice.

Honestly, who even likes

pineapple juice anymore?

Coffee, tea

or water?

- Do I know you?

- Or if none of that sounds appetizing,

there is a Sleepy Joe's just down the road

and they do a fantastic

toast of the French.

- I do love egg bread.

- Seriously then, you should go.

(maid knocking)

- [Maid] Room service.

- Don't get that

(gentle tense music)

Ah

- Room service.

(screeching tense music)

(soft tense music)

Who the f*ck are you?

- Get lost, b*tch, this tip is mine.

(maid knocking)

- Room service.

Really?

Oh, I'll come back later.

(soft tense music)

(Aria muttering indistinctly)

(intense suspenseful music)

(blow thudding)

(flesh squelching)

(intense suspenseful music)

(choir vocalizing)

(knife thudding)

(flesh squelching)

(intense suspenseful music)

(knife thudding repeatedly)

(flesh squelching)

- Hey, you forgot to pay the extras.

- Oh, sweetie, we didn't...

Oh, f*ck me.

- Oh, you stupid humans.

We know you can feel us.

- Are you f*cking kidding me?

Ah!

(intense suspenseful music)

- Jay!

- Ah!

(blow thudding)

(machete whooshing)

Ah!

Eat sh*t and die!

(Demon Maid thudding to ground)

(fire whooshing)

(soft intense music)

(knife thudding repeatedly)

(Demon screeching)

- Damn, she's so strong.

Do you think she works out?

- Can you focus right now?

- Sorry, sorry.

f*ck, f*ck, my keys!

- [Jay] Don't do this

to me right now, b*tch!

- Got them!

(car door clicking)

(car door clunking)

We're not being followed.

I, I think we lost them.

- Yeah, for now.

- You're such a negative person, you know.

- I'm a realist.

- Realism is for Russian

playwrights and lonely virgins.

Anyway, yay for getting

away with our guts intact.

- Speak for yourself, mate, my

intestines are in my throat.

- Just say yay, will you?

- Yay.

(Jay exhaling heavily)

(sudden ominous music)

(Nell screeching)

- What the f*ck?

- Jesus Christ!

Where did you come from?

How did you get in our car?

- Through the door.

- When?

- Before you started driving like a ninja.

No one notices me.

(seat belt clicking)

- Who are you?

- I'm Nell,

from school.

- Oh.

- Really, you don't remember me?

Wow!

Okay, no, it's so fine.

Not even a little bit

offended or anything.

No, really, it's so fine,

I was only there for

like a year or something,

because my family, um...

But I knew you two.

Or I mean like I knew of you.

I was shy, so I kind of

never really had the courage

to talk to you back then.

- Wait, you were the girl in art class

that drew all of that

scary sh*t, remember?

- Yeah, the hell dioramas.

- Yeah, they made me redo that one.

You know, Catholic school and whatnot.

I used to watch you two,

and Max,

although not in like a creepy

stalker way or anything.

I just, I really thought you were cool.

Um, any who, I heard

what happened with Max

and I thought I could probably help.

- How did you know where to find us?

- Oh well, I live in Cain,

it's like Manico's that way,

so I just, I saw that you had,

well, Aria had a show in Cain

and I just, you know, put

it together, figured that-

- No, no, how did you

know about the demons?

- Jesus, Jay, give her a break.

She literally just saved our lives.

- Yeah, look, I get that,

but how do we know we can trust her?

(gentle tense music)

Didn't you drive to the motel?

- No.

- [Jay] Then how did you get there?

- Bus.

- I've got a show in Cain tonight

and we are not leaving her

in the middle of nowhere

to catch a f*cking bus.

You can finish interrogating

her at the bar.

- Hey, sick board you've got back here.

- Oh, that's mine. I've

been taking skate classes.

(light melodic music)

- Hm.

Well, I've been known to

grind on the half-pipe

from time to time.

- Oh, my God, you know

the lingo. (laughing)

She knows the lingo.

- I could even give you

lessons, if you like.

- Yes.

- Why are you screaming?

- I mean,

cool.

Yeah, no,

so chill.

- So chill.

(light melodic music)

- Love.

(light melodic music)

(door clicking)

- Are you f*cking kidding me?

(light melodic music)

(melodic piano music)

I've a very strange feeling

I've never felt before

'Tis a kind of a grind of depression

My heart's acting strangely,

it feels rather sore

At least it gives me that impression

My pulses leap madly without any cause

Believe me, I'm telling you truly

I'm g*y without pause

then sad without cause

My spirits are truly unruly

For I'm falling in love with someone

Some one girl

I'm falling in love with someone

Head-a-whirl

Yes, I'm falling in love with someone

Plain to see

I'm sure I could love someone madly

If someone would only love me

Now I don't mind confessing

that I used to scoff

At the thought of the

sport of flirtation

I used to believe that

I'd never be caught

In this foolish but fond complication

I'm losing all relish for

things that weren't here

I'm looking for trouble and know it

When someone is near,

I'm feeling quite q*eer

But I heartily hope I don't show it

For I'm falling in love with someone

Some one girl

I'm falling in love with someone

Head-a-whirl

Yes, I'm falling in love with someone

Plain to see

I'm sure I could love someone madly

If someone

Would only

Love

Me

(audience applauding)

(background people chattering)

Hey, where'd you go?

- Nowhere.

- We were looking for you.

- I'm sure.

- You want a drink?

- No, I actually think

we should get going,

so if you're done here.

(soft eerie music)

- Yeah, just a second.

- No, please take your time.

- It was so dead tonight, I could die.

- I know, it's just so dead.

Not another night, seriously,

I couldn't take it.

(screeching tense music)

(soft tense music)

- Hey, you there?

You were great tonight, darling.

- Oh, stop that, you.

- [Drag Queen] You've set

the bar high for tonight.

- Oh, thank you, ladies, but I should-

- Why don't you come join us?

Come on, we're big fans.

(gentle tense music)

(gentle tense music continues)

So anyway, I was just telling these ladies

about how backwards this place is.

- Oh, my God, there's a strip

club just outside of town

that was an old slaughterhouse.

It pulls a bigger crowd than this.

- With all the well-behaved

married men, of course.

- Yes, all the pillars of the community.

We're gonna have to install

the stripper pole in here

just to keep this hole afloat.

- We don't need those

church-going daddies in here.

- Speak for yourself.

- Homewrecker.

- I never did.

(gentle tense music)

- Well, I bet you've

stolen a few hearts before,

haven't you, darling?

- Oh, you have no idea. (laughing)

- Oh my goodness, your body.

- I'd k*ll a woman for looks like yours.

- And your skin, it's like porcelain.

(soft tense music)

Have you had work done?

- Oh no, I was born this way.

(all laughing)

(soft tense music)

(all laughing)

(soft tense music)

(fingers snapping)

(gentle tense music)

- And your tuck, it's

higher than heavens too.

- I don't have to tuck anymore.

- Testicular cancer

- I never had to tuck.

- Sure, why, Ellie?

- They call her Ellie the Elephant.

- Well, if you really wanna see.

(soft ominous music)

(Ellie laughing)

(gentle tense music)

- How about you though,

what's your situation?

- I don't know.

- Oh, come on, you can tell us.

- You're among sisters.

- Yeah, we'll tell you our

secret if you share yours.

- Hey, you wanna see a trick?

- I can top that.

- That'll be a first.

- Pick a card.

(gentle tense music)

(soft intense music)

- Behind you!

(intense suspenseful music)

(Nell grunting)

(machete whooshing)

(fire whooshing)

(intense suspenseful music)

(Drag Queen Demon growling)

(disco ball thudding)

(Drag Queen Demon thudding to floor)

(Drag Queen Demon groaning)

- Look at this!

You people! (growling)

(disco ball thudding)

(Aria grunting)

(Drag Queen Demon gurgling and muttering)

(disco ball thudding)

(Aria grunting)

Look at you!

(disco ball thudding repeatedly)

(mellow melodic music)

(mellow melodic music continues)

- Ah,

what the f*ck?

- Got another one.

- What happened?

- Well, there was this demon.

Although first, it was a drag queen,

then it was a demon.

Then it spat fire.

- It spat fire? They're spitting fire now?

- Yeah, it was nuts, Aria

was the most roasted.

- Let's wrap it up.

(mellow melodic music)

(soft eerie music)

(Aria gasping)

(car brakes screeching)

- What the f*ck?

- Mum?

(car door clicking)

(soft eerie music)

(soft eerie music continues)

(car door clunking)

- You saw your mum?

- No (laughs).

I mean, I thought I did.

Must've been a trick of the light.

- Yes, could be.

Um, one time, I thought I

saw a Bigfoot on the highway,

(Jay sighing)

which is actually, it's kind of stupid,

'cause we don't even have

Bigfoot in Australia.

Bigfeet, is that the plural?

Anyway, it was probably just

like a really hairy naked guy.

Although, what would a

really hairy naked guy

even be doing on the

highway in the first place?

(gentle tense music)

(Jay sighing)

(gentle melodic music)

(gentle melodic music continues)

(gentle melodic music continues)

(gentle melodic music continues)

(objects clattering)

(gentle melodic music)

(gentle tense music)

(gentle tense music continues)

- [Jay] Dr. Benway.

(soft intense music)

(cicadas chirping)

- Can you stop off at the

next servo? I need to pee.

- Seriously?

- Yes.

- You have the bladder of a five year old.

- You know, it's really

bad to hold onto a pee,

it can lead to all sorts of problems,

like cystitis,

kidney stones

or a swollen bladder

or even herdyburny wings.

- Okay, fine.

Could use a disgusting

servo coffee anyway.

- I like servo coffee.

It tastes like cigarettes.

(traffic rumbling quietly)

(Aria sighing)

- I really think you need to pee too.

- Nope.

- No, I really think you do.

- Okay, sure.

Could use a quick precautionary.

Meet you in the cafe.

(car door clicking)

(door thudding)

How cute's Nell?

- She's great.

- She's smart too.

She was reciting this old Italian book

to me from memory last night.

Like imagine remembering things.

- [Jay] That's weird.

- And her eyes are so dreamy.

- We need to talk about Nell.

- Isn't that what we're doing?

- I don't think she's being

completely honest with us.

- She's saved my life twice now.

- But why?

- 'Cause she likes me,

like, like likes me. (laughing)

- If you could turn your

puppy love brain off

for just a moment, you'd figure it out.

- Figure out what? Nell's great.

- Yeah?

(paper rustling)

(gentle tense music)

- What the f*ck is this?

- I, um, I found it in her bag.

- You snooped through her...

Is that...

Dr. Benway?

- Tell me that isn't some fishy sh*t!

- That's my endo, so what?

- Her dad is your endo that gave you

your superpower demon sensor shot.

- If she had anything

to do with that, great.

She helped us again.

- Maybe,

but maybe this is part of

her murderous master plan.

- How can you say that?

- The cult leader, the

one in the fancy cloak,

that was a woman or a girl.

- No way, that woman was...

Tall.

- Was she?

It was dark, how the f*ck do

you know how tall she was?

Maybe it was her. She obviously

doesn't have a demon in her.

But what if they need us

for the next sacrifice?

We could be driving into

some creepy arse town.

- No way!

What if...

What if she was the reason

we were sent out here?

Maybe Max used something we didn't know

that she could help us and maybe-

- Jesus Christ!

- You're just jealous.

(soft tense music)

- f*ck you.

(soft tense music)

- This is stupid.

Let's go get a coffee and get going.

- I'm not doing this with her.

- We don't have time for this.

- I'm not getting in that

car with that lunatic!

- Have it your way then.

- Fine!

Enjoy your demon C-section!

- Whatever, c**t!

- f*ck you!

(soft tense music)

- That was harsh.

- It's a 20-minute walk away. (sighing)

They have their phone.

- Still, it's kind of mean.

- The walk will cool them off.

- So what were you guys

fighting about anyway?

- Nothing,

old argument.

- Okay.

Was it about me?

(screeching tense music)

- That was one of them! Come on.

- Should we go back for Jay?

- No time.

(car door clicking)

(tense upbeat music)

(door clanking)

(g*n c*ck)

What are you doing?

No, Nell, help!

- [Nell] I'm trying,

they're just too strong.

And too terribly sexy.

- [Aria] What?

(intense suspenseful music)

- Hi, Aria.

- Dr. Benway?

- In the flesh.

Where is your friend?

- Safe.

- That doesn't sound like him.

- Them.

- Yes. (laughs)

Cagnazzo, find the other one.

- [Cagnazzo] Yes.

(gentle tense music)

- What the hell is this?

- Hell, indeed. I doubt you're

capable of understanding.

- Try me, shithead.

- Oh dear, this does feel like a breach

of patient-doctor confidentiality.

But after everything you've been through,

I suppose you deserve an explanation.

I had a perfect family, well-bred, ideal,

a respectable wife from

a well-bred family.

We had two perfect

girls, meek and dutiful.

But all was not as it seems.

Our youngest was good and perfect,

but the twin was bad, rebellious,

refused to do as she was told,

had a rot inside her, it made her weak.

And my wife, well, she had

that rot inside her too.

It came from the same weakness,

that affected my dear daughter,

that weakness that

makes us abuse our body,

that blessed gift.

And because of that weakness,

the guilt she carried

for having passed the rot

onto her poor daughter,

she just couldn't cope,

couldn't see her little girl

who was so certain in

her denial of the truth.

Now, I don't want you to think

I don't understand you, Aria,

I have spent years studying the disease

that afflicts you and your friends.

So when the so-called

science began to change,

to co-opt the lies, well, I

knew I alone had to be strong.

I alone had to defend

the truth of my beliefs.

You see, Aria, I specialize in this field,

because I too experience

what is now called dysphoria.

(gentle tense music)

I know what it feels like to

feel strange in your body,

to crave the sensations of being

the other, the gentler sex.

But I am not trans, there

is no trans, you see,

the science, it's wrong,

for it goes against the

very laws of God's creation.

I am man.

You cannot change what you are.

My dear wife, so weak, so

rotten at her very core.

The guilt, you see, the

very thought that her rot

might pass onto her little

Nell too, it was too much.

(rhythmic tense music)

(gentle piano music)

To keep that rot away

from my beloved Nell,

I sent her sister away.

(gentle piano music)

I never heard from Maxine after that.

She never called and I was too

brokenhearted to reach out.

These things happen.

- Your daughter,

son was-

- I'm afraid so.

She ran away from the boarding

house and transitioned

and then fell in with you and your lot.

- You m*rder*d your own son?

- I had to, she was inherited by the rot.

There really was no other way.

I gave her a chance to

de-transition, to escape her fate,

but she couldn't, wouldn't.

I could've found another broken person,

had she been saveable, but

a sacrifice had to be made,

and demons don't come cheap, you know.

- You crazy piece of sh*t!

- I'm not crazy,

the world is crazy,

this world and I am trying to fix it!

Sure, I could've found

some angry young men

to join my cause,

but the righteous isn't

what it used to be.

Whining, video game addicted simps, weak!

So I used my more, shall

we say, esoteric expertise

to call forth allies from another place,

creatures better and older than man.

- Demons, you think

demons are better than us?

- Oh my, yes.

Demons are pure.

No delusions, no dishonesty.

When indentured by the ritual,

they do exactly as told.

(gentle tense music)

Finding eight sick suffering souls

was easier than I imagined. (laughs)

Weakness, weakness everywhere.

You see, I didn't get

into endocrinology to help

young, sick, weak, little

rotten things like you,

change what you are.

I got into it so I could discover

the nature of the rot, the disease.

But after years of research,

observation, testing,

I failed.

- Of course you did

because it's not some rot,

it's not a disease.

- It is, I know it is.

It's hiding, it's alive!

It's more insidious than

these dull-witted demons

that I've conjured up.

- Wait, I don't understand,

what did you inject me with?

Because ever since then,

I have felt your demons.

- Hm. (laughing)

That, I'm afraid, is

another failure of mine.

You were my test subject,

my Guinea pig, if you will,

for a formula that I created

to help cure the rot, the disease.

I don't quite understand why it failed,

perhaps because you're so

riddled with the disease

that there's no way to cure you from it,

to go back from it, to purge you from it.

- That's a really f*cking gross way

of saying it didn't work,

because I don't feel sick,

because I'm comfortable in my own skin.

- Hm.

You sick fool.

(gentle tense music)

Soon, my dear boy, I will

perform one final ritual

that will unleash an army

of demons onto this world

and hunt down all those

not overcome with the rot,

those who hate their flesh.

My army of demons will hunt

out every last one of you,

every last trans person out there

and destroy you! (laughing)

And I have the perfect person

for the final sacrifice.

Come, my dear.

(gentle tense music)

- Mum?

What the f*ck?

- I'm in love, sweetheart.

(soft tense music)

I never knew I could love again.

The three of us

will be a perfect family.

- Every step has been taken,

every pre-ceremony set.

The stage is complete.

You, Malacoda,

watch the prisoner,

while I complete the circle. (chuckling)

(gentle piano music)

(Dr. Benway humming)

(demons growling)

Ah, my first attendees, welcome.

It won't be long now, night is near.

Help yourselves to a

drink in the back room.

I'll be along shortly.

- So you come here often?

(soft orchestral music)

(choir vocalizing)

I'm curious,

what exactly is your deal

with doolally Dr. Benway?

(soft orchestral music)

(choir vocalizing)

You know he's crazy, right?

Isn't there some kind of rule in hell

about not letting yourself

get enslaved by crazy humans?

That's what you are, aren't you, a sl*ve?

You hate it in there, don't you?

Being wrapped in a human meat suit,

blended with it, dirtying you,

so disgusting,

so demeaning.

Being as old and powerful as you,

violated and enslaved.

I feel sorry for you, Melacoda.

(Aria's mum grunting)

(blow thudding)

(Melacoda thudding to floor)

Mum, what the f*ck?

- Ssh! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Aria.

We can go home.

- Oh, f*ck off, wet.

- I'm sorry, Aria.

I didn't know.

I was so in love and he was so charming.

It's just been hard since your dad's-

- Oh, f*ck off!

- I didn't know he was

gonna sacrifice, I swear.

I just, I just wanted...

- Wanted me what, Mum?

- Just wanted-

- Wanted me what?

- Sorry. (sobbing)

I, I'm so sorry.

- Go, Mum,

go home.

- Aria.

- Go home.

- I just...

(soft tense music)

(blade thudding)

Go home!

(soft tense music)

(birds chirping)

(mellow melodic music)

- You look like sh*t.

- You look hot.

- What the f*ck happened

to you? Where's Nell?

- Short story, you were right.

Grab your knife and sh*t,

we need to get to the bar.

- [Jay] What happened?

- I will tell you the

long version on the way.

- [Jay] I knew it, I knew it.

- Ssh! Quiet!

- I told you.

- Did you? I don't remember.

- But if that's what happened,

then why the f*ck are we both

going to the place where

he plans to sacrifice you?

- [Aria] To stop him.

- Aria, you've escaped, it's done.

Go find somewhere to hide,

I'll go, I'll go k*ll him.

- [Aria] Oh, don't be stupid.

- I'm not being stupid.

- I loved Max too.

Not like you did, but I loved him.

He was my family, more

so than my mum ever was.

And you're my family too

and I am not letting you get k*lled too.

If we die, we die together.

(gentle melodic music)

- Okay, f*ck, yeah.

So what's the plan?

- Well, first, I let that

idiot demon catch me.

- What?

- Then, honey,

I plan to perform

and I need a DJ.

- Caganazzo, I sent you

to find the other one.

- Oh, this one.

- Where is Malacoda?

- I feel her gone.

- Aria, dear, did you k*ll poor Malacoda?

Oh, goodness gracious, good

help is hard to find these days,

even from a hell dimension.

Where is your friend?

- I don't know.

Probably on a bus home.

- Hm.

Well, there's some makeup in the ladies.

Why don't you go clean yourself up?

You need to look your very best.

Caganazzo, take him to the bathroom.

(gentle tense music)

(muffled entity whispering)

(gentle tense music)

(intense suspenseful music)

- Oh, Jesus!

Take it easy, perch!

(door thudding)

Hm, not bad.

- What? I gotta pee.

I'm not going in the

men's room, it's stinky.

(Caganazzo growling)

(door clicking)

(light melodic music)

(light melodic music continues)

(blow thudding)

- Uh!

(upbeat rock music)

b*tch!

(knee thudding)

- Uh!

(Nell thudding)

- Uh!

(blow thudding)

- Uh!

(upbeat rock music)

(both grunting)

(objects thudding)

(Caganazzo growling)

I want you to know

that everything between us was real, okay?

- Why the f*ck would I believe a word

out of your very pretty mouth?

- I mean, you don't have to.

I just thought it should be said.

- So what was the plan, huh?

You get to know me, seduce me

and then deliver me to Daddy,

so he can gut me like a fish?

- Okay, you don't know what it's like

to be a part of this family, okay.

- And you, obviously,

don't know what it means

to love someone.

- Yeah, maybe I don't, Aria,

but I do know that I care about you

and I know that I didn't

mean to fall for you,

and I know that I've

never ever felt like this

for anyone else.

And I mean, sometimes

people in love fight, right?

- I think conspiracy to m*rder

is a little more than a lover's tiff.

- Okay, well.

- Look,

I get that you've had

your fair share of trauma,

but so have I,

but I haven't tried to

k*ll anyone because of it.

All trauma gave me was biting wit

an incredible voice and k*ller t*ts.

- They are incredible.

- Eyes up.

Unless you're about to help

me k*ll a bunch of demons

and then probably your dad,

this conversation is over.

- Aria.

- Over.

(gentle tense music)

- I am sorry.

- Me too.

(gentle tense music)

(melodic upbeat music)

(demon growling)

- Thank you, thank you,

everyone, thank you.

Stop it. (laughing)

Tonight,

my fellow guardians of gender,

warriors of tradition!

We will unleash a storm of righteous fury

from the soul of one who is lost.

We will bring birth a new world,

a purer world.

Caganazzo,

bring forth the sacrifice.

(soft orchestral music)

(demons growling)

Quiet, quiet.

Let our guest utter her,

his final words.

Drip, drip, drip falls

the blood from my fists

Don't wanna hurt anyone but

you just couldn't resist

But when you've been betrayed by all

And you're starting to

ask what is it all for

You feel the tear, feel the scratch

Crawl through your throat to your ear

A warning so deafening

that it is all you can hear

Wake up, b*tch, don't you understand

Gotta get out, get out, get out

While you still can

From the sh*t house town,

they say it's what I deserve

Being on stage and a clown,

I'm a freak, I'm a perv

Like I'm a demon in disguise

Can you imagine my surprise

But I don't wanna die, so stay alive

I open my eyes, don't hate me

'Cause you ain't me

And most importantly,

don't underestimate me

I'm just like you, I

see you right through

I feel your pain inside, don't

need to hide in me confide

We all have flaws, so raise your claws

Gorgeous skin, gorgeous contradiction

No affliction, doctor

Anything to say

I know nothing, play with my prey

But it's a special day

I don't dismay your display

but you are going to pay

'Cause I go toe to toe to

show my foe that all is lost

You're no hero, you know you

won't forgo the mortal cast

You have no self-control,

so sinning's all that you

Sold Satan your soul

No, baby, that was you

You need psychiatric help

Booked in for therapy next week

You're selfish, narcissistic

That's a valid critique

But I won't f*ck up again

Put myself above my friend

'Cause I can change and grow

But you can't though and

that's why you're a dread

I'm just like you, I

see you right through

Your shoddy lipstick, sick intentions

No more sneaky circumventions

We all have flaws, so raise your claws

Can't persecute a cutie that's cutie

'Cause I see through

these games and lies

Maybe I sympathize,

but I am saving lives

An angel in their eyes

No demon in disguise

No demon, no demon,

no demon in disguise

No demon in disguise

(demons growling)

- Silence!

(soft melodic music)

Lies, deceiver!

You and I are no different.

You're in drag.

I take mine off, you keep

it on, you're a pretender!

Can't you see?

She lies, he lies!

- There is a difference

between drag and trans,

and sweetie, I think you know that.

You wanna wipe out all trans people,

wipe out me because you're jealous of me,

of how happy I am,

of how hot I am.

I'm so hot, even your own

daughter wants to f*ck me.

How about that, b*tch?

You like the idea of me

f*cking your daughter?

- [Nell] Hey, get back on track.

- Sorry, hun.

You want to be me.

I wish you could be me, but you can't be,

not because of your age or how you look

or any of that superficial sh*t,

but because you hate yourself so much

that you would rather tear

everyone else down to your level

than even think about doing

the work to grow yourself.

- Enough!

(Aria thudding to floor)

(demons growling)

Caganazzo, Rubicanto, do not let them go.

One thing,

I command you to

to not allow anyone or

anything stop the ritual.

(soft tense music)

- You deluded c**t!

- Silence the degenerate!

(soft tense music)

(demons growling)

(Dr. Benway reciting incantation in Latin)

What?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This is not right.

(soft tense music)

This isn't the ritual.

Someone's changed the ritual.

- The book is infallible.

It cannot be wrong.

You, do ritual.

- No, no, no, no, this is

not the ritual, it's not...

- (growls) You dare

question the sacred word?

- We must finish ritual.

We swear.

- From the depths of hell, eat your flesh.

And so.

- Finish the words!

(soft tense music)

(demons growling)

(flesh squelching)

(Dr. Benway groaning)

(tense orchestral music)

(fire whooshing)

(tortured souls wailing)

- What's happened to me?

- It's her true self.

All the self hatred.

- Oh, I command you to

restore me back to my form.

I command you!

- [Demon] You will command no more!

(Dr. Benway screaming)

(fire whooshing)

(tortured souls wailing)

- You stupid...

(fire whooshing)

(tortured souls wailing)

- How did you do it?

(soft melodic music)

- [Jay] I changed the ending.

- Oh, you brilliant f*cking artist, you.

(mellow upbeat music)

(soft melodic music)

(soft melodic music continues)

I know it was real.

- Yeah?

Um, anyway, I'm really sorry about my dad.

- I'm not.

- Fair enough.

- Come on, everyone,

let's get out of here.

- Yeah, no, I, I think

I'll be taking that one.

(light melodic music)

Thanks.

- Okey dokey.

(light melodic music)

(mellow upbeat music)

(mellow rock music)

- Um, Barry.

My ride's here, do you mind if,

do you mind if you close up?

- Yeah, sure. I'll catch you tomorrow.

(mellow rock music)

(mellow rock music continues)

(mellow rock music continues)

(gentle melodic music)

- [Aria] Nell, you, you go first.

- Max.

I wish I could've grown up with you, um,

and I wish that our a*usive

dad wasn't an evil sorcerer.

But seriously, I'm sorry that

our family really sucked.

Love you, bro.

- My turn.

Max.

When Nell lost a brother,

I got one of my own.

I don't know what to say.

I miss you, that's all.

I wish all that would've been through

somehow made it easier, but it hasn't.

You're still gone

and I am so f*cking

pissed off at the world

for taking you away.

I wish knowing your k*ller was burning

in some kind of hell

dimension made it easier too.

It does a bit,

but not enough.

I just want you back.

I really just want you back.

(gentle melodic music)

(birds chirping)

- I remember the night you

told me you first loved me.

It was Halloween and you

were dressed like a vampire

and you had those plastic

fangs in your mouth,

and what you really said was,

"I love you, Jay."

I didn't realize how much I

needed to hear you say that,

until you said it.

(sirens wailing in distance)

It was the way you said it so casually,

didn't force it, didn't think

whether or not to say it.

You just felt it and you said it.

(gentle melodic music)

(birds chirping)

I didn't know...

I didn't know anyone could love me,

but you showed me I was loved.

I am loved.

Completely in the way that I am.

Thank you, Max.

(gentle melodic music)

(sirens wailing in distance)

(gentle melodic music)

I've been talking to the walls again

I've got a lot of thoughts

that I should hate

I can keep myself steady

if my brain's upstairs

But it's about to dissipate

So I put it on lockdown now

The feeling of an itch

that I can't scratch

I can pause myself,

disconnect the gray matter

I'd look but not get too attached

But I'm still cynical through it all

Destroyed my own bones, it's typical

I'll be outdone, I'll be outnumbered

Take another f*cking shot,

yeah, I know you wanna

A cold start to another day

Iridescent living in the dark

I'm a monster, gotta hide away

It's so clear that I fit the part of a

Cold start to another day

Iridescent living in the dark

I'm a monster, gotta hide away

It's so clear that I fit the part of a

I've had enough of my face

I need to trade places with the people

That I left unhinged while

they wipe out my last name

And keep me under the floor

I'm alive, but I don't wanna get out

Thorns digging in deep

and slowing me down

The reason that I don't

sleep, that was never allowed

I hate the way that they

live in perfect poetry

Am I who I'm supposed to be

'Cause I'm still

cynical through it all

Destroyed my own bones, it's typical

I'll be outdone, I'll be outnumbered

Take another f*cking

shot, I know you wanna

A cold start to another day

Iridescent living in the dark

I'm a monster, gotta hide away

It's so clear that I fit the part of a

Cold start to another day

Iridescent living in the dark

I'm a monster, gotta hide away

It's so clear that I fit the part of a

(upbeat rock music)

But I'm still cynical through it all