Shriek (2023)

[bunniefuu]

I'm going to be a movie star.

I'm going to marry

Prince Charming.

Who do you think

Prince Charming's

going to marry, a

beautiful actress?

What are you doing?

- Painting sunglasses.

- It's my doll anyway.

- No, it's mine!

- She looks like me.

No!

It's terrible to see a

young woman like that.

They said the driver walked

away without a scratch.

So sad.

And on her big day.

She looks familiar.

You didn't hear?

Her twin sister is Alexis McCoy,

THE Alexis McCoy.

I heard her last movie

ended her in rehab.

I wonder if she'll come visit.

Careful with that, Beatrice.

It's not replaceable.

Alexis, your sister is here.

sh*t! sh*t!

Sandra.

Alexis, you're looking well.

How can you tell?

Just assumed. Scoot.

So, where's Prince Charming?

Okay.

Drink?

I have Kentucky whiskey.

I know it's your favorite.

No, thank you.

Fine. I'll drink alone.

So, are you coming

to Thanksgiving?

No.

- Charlotte will be there.

- She's flying in from Guam

on the 16th, I believe.

Heard she's been getting worse.

I have other plans actually.

So what is it that you want?

Money?

Look at me.

I can't see.

I can't walk.

Money doesn't mean sh*t to me.

Then what?

When we were kids,

we'd share everything.

Yeah.

We'd share every doll,

toy, and even our room.

Do you remember

that Betty Button doll,

the one with the

curly brown hair?

My mother

would only buy us one doll.

I guess she wanted us to learn

it's a connection that

others don't understand.

Look, I'm sure

there's a point to this,

but I've got three

meetings this afternoon.

I'm putting you in touch with

the best doctors in the city.

I'm sure they'll

be able to help.

And I really wish you'd

come to Thanksgiving.

You know, Charlotte

would really appreciate it.

Hey, I'll save you a turkey leg.

See you soon.

Your 2 o'clock is here.

Patchouli.

Lovely.

You don't have an appointment.

I didn't know I needed one.

The door says,

by appointment only.

As you can see, I'm blind.

And him?

Sandra: Dyslexic.

So what do you

want? You look familiar.

This is my sister.

Alexis McCoy.

I see the resemblance.

Yes, but with several

distinct differences.

I see.

I want these,

and these,

and while we're at

it, I'd like these, too.

How much do you got?

Plenty from my settlement.

First I must make these

two dolls in your image.

The photo of your

sister will help.

How long is this going to take?

It will happen within the hour.

Once I have these two dolls

and a drop of your blood

oh, sorry, forgot

to mention that...

I can begin the transference.

The transference

is very accurate.

Any imperfection that

may exist in the donor

will be transferred to you.

Please, my sister is perfect.

Well, then, let's begin.

Give me your hand.

This never happened. Understand?

Bye.

Woohoo!

Wooo, m*therf*ckers!

Wooo!

I want to call Ben.

Ben?

It's me, Sandra.

We can get married now.

What?

You're engaged?

It's only been six months.

sh*t! sh*t!

My leg. I can't bend my knee.

sh*t, sh*t!

Burned over 95% of her body.

Poor b*stard that was with her

was burned beyond recognition.

What happened?

Not really sure.

Knee locked up

on the accelerator.

Looks like she has

rheumatoid arthritis.

She has family

here to visit her.

Show them in.

Hey. You're not looking so good.

Sorry it took me so

long to come visit.

I remember, when we were kids...

Mom used to tell us to share.

Neither of you really

learned that lesson

'til now.

I love you, sis.

First, the girl lost her leg

and then ODs at

her sister's house.

And Alexis gets in an

accident on the way there.

And the third

sister gets her liver

after being on the

wait list for three years.

It's like a Lifetime movie.

I'd hate to be at their

Thanksgiving dinner.

Yeah, I just don't get it.

He wouldn't run away,

and even if he did,

wouldn't he take his

stuff with him, huh,

his shoes, his phone.

What's she saying?

Sweetie?

Yeah, yeah, just keep

an ear open, you know,

if you hear anything.

Thanks, bye.

Anything?

No, but she said

she'd let us know

if her kids hear anything.

Did you know he

borrowed the camera?

He was probably using it

to record his speech for class.

Should we check it out?

Couldn't hurt.

You know, I told Tommy

about what's been going on here

at night, and he

didn't believe me,

so I'm going to prove it.

And sure as fruit snacks

tomorrow, here I come.

I shut that window every night.

And every morning, it's

open, and I'm freezing.

We're on the

third floor, sweetie.

Okay.

Tommy, you'll

see, I'm not a liar.

- What is he talking about?

- I have no idea.

Well, did he talk

to you about this?

Amanda, I don't know

what he's talking about.

It's those damn scary

movies you let him watch.

Just fast-forward this part.

This is ridiculous, nothing.

There, stop

it, stop it, stop it.

What is that?

Is it real?

What is this?

I, stop it, I can't listen!

I don't know.

I am a human heart-eater.

Wait,

somebody just left it there?

That doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, it was just there

when I opened the door.

It was so weird.

So you're gonna show it to me?

Yes, but you're not

going to be seeing it tonight.

Come on, babe.

I wanna see it,

just bring it over.

We could have some fun with it.

I told you, I'll

bring it by tomorrow.

Oh, you're no fun.

Your loss.

Anyway, I gotta get some sleep.

See you tomorrow.

Okay, cool. Bye.

What's she want?

Heyo!

Hey, Beck, what's up?

Hey, I was calling to

see how your date went,

and to make sure you

got the salmon, right?

Yeah, I got the salmon.

I mean, you were bugging

me so much about it,

I had to see what

the fuss was about.

I told you.

So how was the girl?

Um, a little too

Hollywood for me.

She was namedropping

like crazy the whole date.

Well I mean, you live in L.A.

You kind of gotta

expect that, right?

Yeah, I guess.

But what do you know?

You only been here for like

what, three, four weeks now?

Uh, 25 days at midnight tonight.

Plus I've seen movies, Bobbo.

But either way, I'll probably

be gone before you know it.

I'm, I'm really going through a

nomad phase right now.

Freaking Dave, man, come on.

Dave left the door open again!

Seriously?

Come on, bro.

Dave!

What is it, like the fourth

time now or something?

Something like that.

I swear, if he had his

own place, he would die!

Is he out tonight?

I'm not sure.

Actually, I haven't

spoken to him all day.

Um, Dave?

What about you?

What are you doing?

Honestly, working.

It sucks.

Really?

Yeah.

It's nonstop.

- What do you even do, Becky?

- You're so vague about it.

Nothing.

Dave!

Sorry this conversation sucks,

I'm just trying to get

some lights on in here.

Uh, this is really

creeping me out now.

Hey, no worries.

Uh, listen, I could bring

over, like, a flashlight

and/or a bib in

case you brought me

some extra salmon

leftover from your date.

I am so hungry.

Oh, um, dang, one second, Bobby.

I think, I think

someone's at the door.

Uh, I'm sorry, what?

You know what, Becky?

I might take you

up on that offer.

I don't even know where Dave is.

Plus I could use the company.

Becky?

Becky?

Becky?

He did have the salmon.

Philip: Hello?

Clerk: Good evening, sir.

Just checking to see if you

need anything in your room.

No, I'm fine.

Clerk: We can give

you a wake-up call

in the morning if you want one.

No, I'm fine.

Clerk: Okay, well enjoy

your stay at Sleep Well Hotel.

Thank you.

Clerk: Bye bye.

During what can

only be described as

a crime of passion and jealousy.

Police describe the

scene as tragic and frantic.

Police in Wichita are

looking for this man,

Mr. Philip Davenport, age 31.

He's believed to be at

large in the metro area.

And he's wanted

in connection with

the deaths of at least 12 women.

Police are urging anyone

with information

on his whereabouts

to please call

Crime Stoppers at...

Hello?

No, thank you.

I said, no, thank you.

Cop: Get down on the ground!

Now! Get down!

Philip: sh*t.

Who is it?

I told you I didn't

want room service.

All right? The sign

says do not disturb.

Do you speak English?

I'm trying to get

some sleep in here.

Clerk: Front desk.

Yeah, I wanna make a complaint.

Clerk: Okay, sir,

what's your concern?

My concern is your housekeeper

keeps knocking on my door.

All right? I told you

not to send anyone.

I am trying to sleep.

Clerk: Sir, all the housekeepers

left a few minutes ago.

It's probably just a kid from

one of the rooms next to yours.

There's a policeman

on-site, I could send him over?

No, no. Look, it's fine.

Thanks. Look, I just

wanna get some rest.

Clerk: All right,

good night, sir.

Philip: Hello?

Who is it?

Please, please leave me alone.

I just wanna be left alone.

No way.

I'm not in the mood for tricks.

Who are you?

I couldn't control

myself, all right?

There's nothing

good about what I do.

I do it because I have to.

It was you.

You must have k*lled the others.

The police said there were 12.

I only k*lled seven.

You're just a copycat.

Trying to take

credit for my work.

I don't take

pleasure in k*lling.

I just let things

get out of hand.

I bet you do it for

enjoyment, don't you?

All right, if you must know.

I do enjoy it a little.

Not as much as you, I bet.

Not even close.

Who are you? How do you know me?

Just leave me alone!

sh*t.

Hello?

What are you?

I understand imitation's

the greatest form of flattery,

but why are you helping me?

Coming for me?

Where do you come from?

What?

Join you? I don't understand.

How? Where?

Is this where you come from?

Partners.

Sarah?

Please.

What do you want?

Do you want me to forget?

He's gone.

I just want us to move forward.

Please.

I'm trying to move forward.

Give me the truck.

Sarah give me the truck.

Happy?

I'm not doing this to upset you.

Okay, I just want

us to get better.

I don't wanna get better.

Where did you put it?

What?

Don't f*ck with me, where is it?

Sarah I don't know

what you're talking about.

The truck, Brodie, where is it?

I don't know, where you left it.

It's not there.

Well I didn't touch it.

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah!

Sarah what happened?

Sarah.

You see him again?

I'm.

No you're not, okay,

remember what Dr. Clark said.

Seeing Chris is just hoping...

It's not Christopher.

Just tell me what to okay?

How can I help you?

What do you want from me?

Leave me alone.

I love you.

Hello?

Sam, how was

your first night alone, since?

You feel any

better, sleep a little?

Not really, I mean,

I don't think so.

You want me

to come back over tonight?

No, no, don't do that.

You know you

can always move in with me

and Tom, I don't like thinking

about you being all alone

way out there.

Oh I'll live.

Plus you know, Tom hates me.

Listen, can I call you back?

Oh that as*h*le hates everyone,

call me back, I mean it.

Yeah okay.

Hey, you must be the bug man.

That's me, most people

call me Tim though.

Oh it's uh, it's actually

around the house,

well uh under it.

Oh I didn't realize I'm

half naked, I'll show you.

Got a family of

'c*ons living under there huh?

Yeah something like

that, whatever it is, it's big,

bumps up against

the floorboards.

Hmm, no critter

too tough to gitter.

Nice, they make you say that?

Made it up myself.

Oh.

Well, I'll go check her

out, come back with the bill

when I'm done.

Yeah, okay.

Sand in eyes after sleep.

The Sandman is a

mythical character in

central and northern

European folklore

who brings good dreams

by sprinkling magical sand

onto the eyes of children

while they sleep at night.

Hmm...

Black sand in eyes after sleep.

A distant and much older

cousin of the Sandman,

this demon was believed to

cause sleepwalking among

the people of Native

American tribes,

who eventually wandered

off into the forest.

The alleged victims

were found dead.

Their eyes plucked out.

This creature's original

name directly translates

to Walker of Dreams, but

most people today know him

as the Sleepwalker.

Okay it says, many if not

all of the alleged victims

showed similar symptoms,

sleepwalking and black sand

in their eyes when they woke up.

Be serious Sam.

I am, I didn't believe

it but that's the first

thing that Google pulled

up, is that a coincidence.

Probably.

Look, okay, back

then people would blame

the medicine woman or whatever

for conjuring the Sleepwalker

because all of the victims

were using her herbs.

Smoking a little herb huh?

No as*h*le, stuff to help

them sleep for depression.

Okay, it says that some believe

that by taking the medicine

and forcing sleep on one's

restless or tortured spirit,

the demon was conjured as

some sort of punishment from

the moon.

Oh

My God, stop, you're k*lling me.

I'm glad you find this funny.

Seriously, if

you wanna go soul-searching,

my grandmother goes to

some hippy church in the field.

She can swing by

on her way tomorrow.

Okay, I'm hanging up now.

Oh come on,

what you're reading is an old

cautionary tale, not some

scientific fact or whatever.

I guarantee you probably

were sleepwalking again

and got some dirt in your eyes.

Yeah, probably.

I just thought it was eerily

similar to my situation though.

Just all these weird dreams

I've been having about

James and then whatever's

under our, my house.

Well whatever

was living under your house

is probably being served

for dinner at Critter Gitter's

house right now.

So you have nothing

to worry about.

Not arguing with

you on that one.

All right I think I'm

gonna go and take a nap.

Oh my God you're so lazy.

Don't judge me, monkey.

So am I picking you up

on the way to work Monday?

We miss you.

Hmm, we'll see.

Well I'm here

for you if you need anything,

sweet dreams.

Later, tater.

- Trish?

- Sam?

This thing, there's, there's

something in my house, it...

Sam!

It attacked me Trish, its

eyes, its f*cking eyes are...

Sam did you sleep-dial me again?

Sam if you can hear

this, go back to bed,

I'll be over in the

morning, love you.

What no, I?

Trish, Trish?

Damn it.

911, 911.

James?

James is that you?

James say something!

Hi, good morning.

Today is

day 149

out of a possible 150.

Again, my name was Captain

Dominic James Palma II

of the third infantry unit.

There's a lot of them out there,

so just remember that mine

was code name Black Snake,

code number 8052.

It may sound like gibberish,

but believe me, it isn't.

Behind me, on the wall,

um, you'll see a bunch of names.

I wish I could

include some more,

but the older you get,

the more you realize

there's only a select few

that you actually

care to talk to.

Um, in order to save

many, I took a chance.

I don't have any regrets.

I'm just, um,

I'm surprised how

it, how it worked.

My goal is to have these videos

be found online or whatever,

to put these people's

minds at ease,

um, because of

what's happened here.

And what is happening here

has to be seen

to be completely understood.

Uh, well, I guess the

experiment worked,

because, um,

in eight hours,

I'm gonna k*ll myself.

f*ck.

Subject 4217

progressed to day 149,

further than any

other candidate.

Sir, do you want to continue?

Play the song again.