Beezel (2024)

[bunniefuu]

Avery!

Come here!

Hurry!

Please!

Hurry!

Avery, quick!

Mom?

I'm so hungry.

Can you get me a snack?

Please hurry.

Ah.

Can my friend have a snack, too?

Avery! Be careful.

Harold Weems?

You must be Apollo.

Yes, sir.

Don't tell me you

walked all this way.

Oh, that's all right.

Train station's not too far.

Two or three miles.

Well, with an

attitude like that,

I can tell we're gonna make

something great together.

- Yes, indeed.

- Come on inside.

Let me help you. I'll get that.

- Oh, thank you, thank you.

- Yeah.

All right.

Wow. You were thirsty

after that walk, huh?

No car?

Uh, nah. Nobody has

a car in New York.

Apollo, can I get

you anything else?

These cupboards are chock

full of sweets and goodies.

Oh, no, no, no,

I'm good. Thank you, though.

Wife's got soup on the stove.

Homemade cream of chicken.

Yeah, but thanks, I

appreciate it. I'm good.

Um...

Okay, um, we're good to begin.

Just a matter of

paying the deposit.

Right.

What did we say?

400 or 500?

Uh, we said four.

What do you sh**t on?

Oh, it's a GR-C1.

Yeah, records right on

the tape. No processing.

Top

of the line, huh?

Got it second hand.

Works great, though.

There's still something

precious about celluloid.

Makes me feel like I'm

capturing a memory.

Okay, um, so how

do you wanna start?

How much do you

know about my case?

Just what you

mentioned over the phone.

Something about your last wife?

Let's just keep it at that.

What about you?

Wife at home? Girlfriend?

Boyfriend?

Anything goes, these days.

Nah, nah. No, it's just me.

Mm-hm. Keeping my eyes

on the prize, you know?

And what's the prize?

Paying rent.

Hm.

Let's get started.

Okay. Say

something, please.

Hello, Apollo.

All right. All right.

Hello. My name

is Harold J. Weems.

You may recognize

me from a scandal

that occurred in this

house many years ago.

It seems everyone thinks

that I am a k*ller.

I know.

Laughable.

A dark stain of

suspicion has followed me

for most of my life.

But now with the help of a

fledgling documentarian, Apollo,

we are about to set

the record straight.

I have been hiding something,

all of these years.

The truth is,

I know exactly who's responsible

for the death of my wife,

and my son.

And today, I'm going

to spill my guts

and share every detail with you.

Oh, yeah. Sounds good.

Looks good, yeah.

- Okay.

Great.

Bring the camera.

You're rolling, yes?

We have a good rhythm.

Come on, stay with me.

I never could get the

stain out. Poor Jane.

This is where I found her.

I'd just gotten

home from a sh**t.

Photo sh**t. I photographed

wildlife in the area.

It was an awful mess.

The police, of course,

suspect me, the husband.

Even though I was miles away.

I'm sorry. Where...

Where should I look? Here, or-

Oh, slightly off

camera. That works.

Okay. Right, right,

right, right, right.

Um...

Where was I?

You came home and you

found your wife's body?

Right! Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah.

Right, of course. Um...

I found her on her side.

The most horrifying

expression on her face.

At first, I thought she was

scared to death, literally.

Then I saw her arm and her

right calf were dismembered.

Eaten, actually.

The coroner found bite

marks all over her body,

and of course, my dental

records didn't match.

So...

How'd you feel?

Hm?

Well, I just thought

you might wanna talk

about your feelings, as

far as coming down here

and seeing your son and wife.

Don't mention my son.

The police? They

were t*rrorists.

They had no understanding

of what I had to endure.

I'm sorry. Just give

me one quick second.

Yeah.

We'll be here.

All right.

All right. We are...

Rolling.

All right, with

your help, Apollo,

we'll convince the

world of my innocence.

Hey, uh, that's okay.

You don't have to

mention me. All right?

Apollo.

Don't tell me you're

a nonbeliever.

No, no, no, it's not

that. You know, it's just...

This is your thing, okay?

And I'm just filming it.

All right? That's cool?

Let's get some air. I have

something special to show you.

You can set that down.

Apollo!

From one artist to another.

I've buried myself

in this passion.

- Oh, you took these?

- Mm-hm.

Oh, okay. They're nice.

Thanks.

I, uh, apologize.

I don't have many visitors.

I don't always know how to act.

Probably why I choose animals.

They don't fuss over my

peculiar nature.

Yeah, I've been like this for

as long as I can remember.

Oh, well, you're

all right, man.

No, this is, this is cool.

This is, this is really cool.

Mm.

Look.

The neighborhood kids.

What're they up to?

Well, I'd guess that little

one was double dog dared.

These kids think a witch

lives in this house.

Always be mindful of

your story, Apollo.

If you don't tell it correctly,

the world will tell it for you.

And there's my wife Deloris.

Good to have a little fun

with it. You know?

Apollo, I don't think

we're gonna get everything

in the time we

allotted for today.

Oh, that's okay. I can

just come back another day.

Mm.

How about you stick around,

we'll sh**t everything today,

and I'll personally drive

you to the train station?

Uh...

This would be overtime.

So, I'll triple your rate?

Tell me you're not

dying to hear my story.

Okay. Cool, cool.

Great. Give me a moment.

I gotta find something.

Okay.

Found it!

Apollo, come here.

My little Shangri-La.

Now, what I'm about to

show you requires trust.

This was never

seen by the police.

They wouldn't see what I see.

What you will see.

Go ahead.

Take a look.

Why would you film this?

It's fascinating

how she feeds.

Oh, Mr. Williams, I...

Why are you showing me this?

I don't wanna see this.

Beneath the house,

inside the room

The blind witch waits anew

She'll sniff and

crawl and feast on all

She'll eat every part of you

That's the little rhyme

those neighborhood rats

sing about my beautiful house.

They don't understand

what I do to protect them.

Right there. Do you see it?

The proof?

It's in the eyes, Apollo.

That look of terror.

No mortal man could do that.

I don't feel so good.

I gotta go, man.

You can keep the money,

all right? Just...

I'll just mail you the footage.

Oh! It's okay, Apollo.

You'll see

her for yourself.

What...

What're you doing?

It is

almost time, love.

You know what to do.

Let me go, man.

Just let me go.

I'm sorry, Apollo. You

never stood a chance.

Everything in that

kitchen was drugged.

The soup, the cookies.

And all it took was

a glass of water.

Hah!

Apollo, I'm curious.

Why did you stay so long?

Was it really for the money?

Or curiosity?

Hm?

Why are you doing this, man?

My name is Harold J. Weems,

and I was chosen by her.

If you are watching this, it

means you are my successor.

She calls herself Beezel.

And she's lived

here long before me.

And through our sacrifice,

she'll lived here long after.

Help me, man.

Help!

Shh, shh, shh!

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

She feeds on the

flesh of the living.

And every 300 years,

she births a child.

I've made a lot of

sacrifices in my life,

but if you choose to let

her in, there is no regret.

There is no pain.

There is only power.

The responsibility will

fall on you to keep her fed.

What the f*ck?

I've never captured a

live feeding successfully.

It's rather exciting.

When Beezel took my first wife,

Jane, she feasted for days.

Poor Jane suffered.

At first, it was

difficult to watch.

But then I stopped fighting,

and let her in completely.

And now, I finally have a

wife with a shared purpose.

I can already taste you.

Help!

Help.

Oh, God, please! No, no!

No, stop!

No, no!

Stop!

WBCN in

Boston, Massachusetts.

Mrs. Weems?

Mrs. Weems?

This is Naomi.

Charlotte's replacement?

Oh, sh**t!

Sorry.

Your file did say that

you prefer candles.

I'm so sorry to hear about

Charlotte, Mrs. Weems.

I still can't believe she

would abandon you like that.

Anyways.

My name is Naomi

and I'll be taking care

of you from here on.

And I promise I won't

disappear on you.

You have such a beautiful smile.

Something funny?

Well, you must be starved.

How about I make

you some dinner?

Here we go!

Nice and warm.

Come on up.

Right.

There we go.

Prepared your favorite.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Did Charlotte prepare

this differently?

All right, come on up.

All right. Deep breaths

for me, Mrs. Weems.

Unfortunately, Charlotte

didn't leave any updated notes,

so I might need a

few days to catch up.

Okay.

Let's get you ready for bed.

sh**t.

I'll check in throughout

the night, okay?

Hello?

It

will happen

again.

Mrs. Weems?

I didn't know.

I didn't know what she was.

Mrs. Weems.

Are you awake?

Beezel!

First.

Linda.

And then...

Charlotte.

Not enough.

Feed her.

Stuff her.

That will please her.

Feed her.

Stuff her.

That will

please her.

Feed her.

Stuff her.

That will please her.

Go away.

This

is Charlotte Hodges,

Shepherd's Valley Hospice nurse.

It's day nine of

Deloris Weems' care.

Something strange is

happening with my patient.

About a month ago, Mrs.

Weems had a stroke.

Doctor said she would

never walk or speak again.

A few nights ago, about an

hour after I put her to bed,

she began to talk in her sleep.

At first I thought

it was a miracle,

but the things she

was saying, they were

terrifying.

She was talking about hurting

Linda, the nurse before me,

but that doesn't make sense.

I get a strange feeling in

this house that something is

watching me.

I'm gonna record her, the

next time this happens.

So, um...

Here we are.

No.

I...

I won't do it.

Poor

Linda.

It's so [sobs] cold.

One is enough.

It's too cold.

It's so [sobs] cold.

One is enough.

k*ll Charlotte.

One is enough.

Got some water for ya.

How's your throat?

Mrs. Weems?

Did you know that you

talk in your sleep?

I'll be right here

if you need anything.

I'll be right here

if you need anything.

Enough.

You've had enough.

Feast on her.

Now.

While she sleeps.

Beezel.

Just one more.

Where are you going?

Hello, Naomi.

Hello?

Help.

Help!

Mrs. Weems?

I'm coming to help you!

You're gonna be okay.

[sobs] Help me.

Mrs. Weems?

Charlotte!

I'm gonna get you out of here!

No!

No!

Open the door! Open the door!

No! No!

Wait!

Ooh!

I found it!

So,

10 years ago,

this is where my mother-in-law

k*lled and buried

three hospice nurses.

Allegedly.

But the worst part?

Now, nobody wants to

buy it.

Quite the inheritance.

Wow.

What's down there?

There he is.

Out in the snow,

looking wonderful.

Yeah?

That's my

husband, everybody.

- That's me.

- Hands off, ladies.

All right, film me. It's me.

It's not you. It's me.

I always want

it to be a filmmaker.

Wait. Tell me, do I look good?

Eww, I'm all...

It's not cute, 'cause

my hair is wet.

That's why I keep him.

Ladies, if you're watching,

that's why I keep him.

The happiest I've seen him!

It's so weird.

He's so grumpy, and yet,

he's like an angel.

Stop.

- You're not ready for this.

- No, no.

Stop.

What're you doing?

I'm browsing the Yellow

Pages for something to eat,

because I'm starving.

And there is no internet

in this great house.

Thanks for calling

Great Wall. How can I help you?

Hi. Can I get an egg drop

soup and veggie lo mein, please?

Sure. Egg drop and

veggie lo mein, what else?

What do you want?

Egg rolls.

And?

More egg rolls.

Okay. Two orders

of egg rolls, please.

My husband's the best.

Sure. It's 89

North Hampton Road.

You're so sexy.

Cash.

Yeah. Thank you.

See you soon.

Babe, I love you, but...

I'm so exhausted.

Let's have a baby.

What?

Come on. Right

here on this table.

No.

What's wrong with you?

Hm!

One thing you should

know about my husband,

he's impossible to please.

He's also exceptionally

cute, so, I can forgive.

Comfortable?

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Do you have any idea how

weird this sh*t is for me?

You know I've only ever

seen pictures of this house.

Not just from the news, but

from letters she would send.

Before or after

she joined a cult?

I don't know if

she joined a cult.

But definitely before

she met Harold.

Did you ever meet him?

Harold Weems?

f*ck no.

That guy's a psycho.

Had they never met, my

mom would still be alive.

Somehow, he convinced her

that a witch lived

in the basement.

Yeah.

And that was more

appealing than raising me.

Who's this for?

What?

The filming. Who's

gonna watch this?

We will. Our kids will.

I wanna remember this.

I don't wanna

remember this, no.

Aren't you scared, being here?

Why would I be scared?

Any normal person should be.

Normal's boring.

You're a psycho.

Come on.

Show me you love me.

You know I love you.

I could feel it.

- Please stop.

- Don't be so stiff.

- I know what you're doing.

- What am I doing?

Please stop, now!

Did you see that? A bird

flew right into the window!

Can I have some

privacy, please?

Did you hear what I said?

A bird flew right

into the window!

Privacy!

Please.

- What?

- Privacy!

Sorry!

Excuse me, sir.

I've fallen and I can't get up.

- Is that my mom's?

- She was a real horn dog.

I have to sign this.

The house is officially

on the market tomorrow,

and I still need to

change the locks.

Kids in the neighborhood are

breaking in, as you've seen.

What if we kept it?

Cleaned it up a little?

Yeah?

Not gonna happen.

You know I wouldn't

mind moving back to the States.

Live here, until

the value goes up?

This isn't your decision.

Well, we're married. So,

of course I have a say.

It's not like we have

anything tying us to Paris.

I'm not living in my dead

mother's house. Are you kidding?

This is the perfect

place to raise a family.

We're not having kids!

You know, it feels

like we've been

really out of sync lately

and I think that you

should work on that.

Lucas!

Luke!

- Was that good?

- It was very good.

It's very good.

Apparently, it's

really warm here.

Luke?

Luke?

Oh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Nova?

Shh, shh,

shh, shh, shh.

Nova, are you okay?

Shh, shh,

shh, shh, shh.

What's wrong with you?

Shh.

Shh.

Look, drop it 10,

20% if you have to!

I'll accept anything

that comes in!

Please, Shelly.

Nova?

Did you take a knife?

You were right.

We've been outta sync.

But I'm gonna fix that, okay?

My husband is out

at the realtor's office,

and I have no idea why because

this is about to

be our new home.

He just doesn't know it yet.

See?

Better already.

What do we think of this?

What is this?

Nova!

What is this video?

We made love last night.

I think I would remember that.

Would you look at me?

She's gonna be so pleased.

Enough.

You've had enough.

Beezel.

What?

Where did you get these?

Downstairs.

In the basement.

We need to get out of

this house immediately.

But I like it here.

There's something wrong!

This house does

something to people,

and I think it's doing

something to you.

Yeah.

I have

some great news.

I just got an

offer on the house.

We got an offer.

Okay, when do we close?

- Just a few things.

They wanna fix the roof.

- This could take months!

Well, it's

a buyer's market, so,

let's just sit tight

and we'll talk soon.

Okay, I'll start your

inspection. Thank you.

Baby, are you okay?

I'm fine.

This is crazy.

Nova!

Is there something

you wanna tell me?

Maybe you think I'd be mad, or

you want it to be a surprise?

I have a surprise for you.

We leave for Paris, tomorrow.

I've arranged for the

realtor to finish the sale.

Should we celebrate?

Awake!

Nova.

Are you awake?

I just had the weirdest dream.

You were in it.

Did it feel good?

What?

You heard me.

Did it feel good?

All right. Go find

your rooms, everyone!

Just take as much as you can.

We'll do another trip, too.

Watch out for this wire.

Yeah, we will.

I mean, there will

smells, for sure.

That's about it.

Yeah.

So, this is a sun

room, a dining room.