Hell Girl (2019)

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Episode 30, you

were attacked by an,

"Angry ghost who

remained in the asylum

decades after it was closed."

You showed welts

on your shoulder.

Lindsay was attacked

in episode 24?

You're right.

A hoax.

I wish this stuff wasn't true.

You'd be out of a job.

Are you concerned that some day,

you might receive

more than bruises?

He's hoping for an a**l probe.

Nikki Nobaugh, star of

five pornographic films.

Lindsay Cookson, an orphan

whose childhood trauma

caused your ESP.

What childhood trauma, exactly?

She doesn't remember, Richard.

That's why it's called trauma.

Aiden Maxim, won your PhD

by blackmailing a professor.

Dr. Aiden Maxim.

He was having it off with

students in the freshman dorm.

Educated women of age.

Who said they were women?

Zoe Chan, Marine.

Dishonorably discharged

for striking a superior.

Imagine what I'd

do to an inferior.

Richard Morgan

is our guest, Zoe.

Uh, anything to

say to me, d*ck?

Scott, you're a

skilled technician

whose gifts should be utilized

for better objectives.

Who exactly invited this guy?

We're here.

Game faces.

Oh yeah, by all means,

you uh, you guys,

step into character.

Hey, Tyler!

You know, it's

one thing to claim

you've dredged up some

18th century militiaman

in a Massachusetts B and B,

and it's another to take

money from a grieving family

to contact a deceased loved one.

Lindsay, what's

the case profile?

A lovesick ghost from

the California mining days.

You have

nothing to worry about.

Ladies.

It's not lovesick.

Uh, I quit.

It's not a ghost either.

At the cabins.

Not exactly.

It's worse.

So you talk to people

in the afterlife,

but you don't believe, right?

You're an actress.

Usually when we come

to shitholes like this,

it's uh, an old homeless

man with a gray beard

who dishes this kind

of warning crap.

Yeah, I'm older than I look.

I bet you are.

Won't be able to act

your way out of this one.

Uh, those will k*ll you.

No, they won't.

Good girl.

Where y'all from?

California.

This is California.

No, it's not.

Yes it is, Aiden.

Right, Scott?

Whew.

Sometimes,

when Daddy's gone away

for a long time,

I'm here by myself.

But families come to

stay here at the cabins.

With children.

It's forbidden to

talk to the children,

or to play with them.

I see them, but

they can't see me.

But they have toys,

the kind I want.

Sometimes, I steal them.

Sometimes.

Have you

seen the entity?

Pushes my workers.

Scares grown men.

We'll do what we can.

Have you seen the show?

Huh?

Oh.

Um, my father recommended you.

He a client?

A fan, apparently.

Our method is standard.

But complicated.

Scott?

We use sensitive equipment

to confirm you have a problem.

And if we find the

presence of a spirit,

we communicate and

encourage it to move on.

Sometimes, spirits like to

talk to a specific person,

like a family member

or a loved one.

This one's been

around for 100 years.

It probably won't ask for you.

My name's Nikki.

My job is to...

What do you do?

Lindsay's the show's empath.

I can't be here

while you do this.

Mr. Reynolds,

Zoe Chan, security.

I make sure no one

gets hurt, and I...

I don't give a

f*ck what you do.

You can burn it to the

ground if you want.

Burn it to the ground.

I missed you.

If only brains

were attractive.

Masturbation is the

devil's typewriter.

I'm gonna write a novel!

Simmons Family, 1998.

Hmm.

Oh.

Cabin 5.

Oh, bollocks!

From a scientific point of view,

this actually could be great.

But from an I'm sleeping

alone in a cursed cabin

point of view,

this totally sucks!

Redneck plumbing.

You're Tyler.

Everyone knows that.

I know something

else about you.

That's very true.

You don't still care

about him, do you?

Residual investment.

We give them so much,

and what are we left with?

Friends.

You're meant for

something bigger.

Well, he's not that big.

I'm Laura.

That's a 5D, eh?

A year ago, they took

money from my aunt,

saying that they would

contact my dead grandfather.

Ah, here we go.

Costumes to fake a

period haunting, yep.

Oh, what's this?

Green screen.

To superimpose ghosts

using cameras and software.

Proof they're scams.

Oh, h-hello.

Uh, w-where are your parents?

Um, you want me to

help you get home?

Happy?

Sure.

Love me?

Uh...

Yeah.

Leave here.

All of you.

- Why?

- Because I told you to.

But my crew, Lindsay...

Oh, that girl never learns.

What?

Go now!

I'll cut it off!

I'm sorry, Tyler.

Sometimes I make mistakes.

But I am not gonna

take sh*t from no rake.

Is that an old-fashioned word?

She's hot.

All right.

- Got him?

- Yeah.

Hey.

You okay?

Everyone's safe and sound.

Damn, I'm good.

Go now!

I'll cut it off!

Lindsay.

I missed you.

Come home.

You started without me.

A true portrait of

a man may be observed

in his ability to

work with a hangover.

We've no data on this place.

Nothing.

Why'd we take this gig?

Oh, yeah.

$20,000.

This nut thinks

he has a ghost.

If we don't match his delusion,

he'll demand a refund.

Make a reasonable myth.

He's gonna prove us wrong?

Hey.

A little help?

It's an old mining area.

Which one of you ladies

wants to be a pioneer woman?

You get to churn butter.

Then here, render

a hideous wraith.

As opposed to a nice wraith?

- Nikki?

- Hmm?

It's December.

It's 22 degrees out here.

UV report showed

it was a moderate 4.5

to a moderately high 6.5.

Have you heard of hypothermia?

A potentially fatal

condition when body temperature

falls below 95 degrees

Fahrenheit or 35 degrees celsius?

Guess I got told.

Aiden?

What's a rake?

What, your MILF call you that?

A heartless seducer.

A man who wastes his fortune

on wine, women and song.

Tyler doesn't waste

his fortune on song.

Then he must be a gardening

tool for gathering leaves.

You're a tool, Tyler.

It's official.

What's that?

I thought

I saw her today.

Charity.

We should find her.

It's 10 more grand.

- Oh.

- Tyler?

You would have reunited a lost

loved one with her family.

You'd be a hero.

I'm no hero, but I belong

to a squad of heroes.

I didn't believe that.

Give it to me one more time.

I'm no hero.

But I belong to a

squad of heroes.

Better.

Yeah, hi.

Um, I'm calling about Charity.

You

have information?

What was she wearing?

You

have the poster?

She was wearing

the same clothes?

You seen

her, or you didn't?

I'm sure you get a million

dead-end calls a day, but...

Call when

you know it's her.

See, Lindsay?

That's why having

parents isn't always

what it's cracked up to be.

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

It's gotta be done.

You p*ssy.

It closed by itself, the door!

Yeah, whatever.

I need scared.

Now, show me scared.

Yeah.

- Give it to me, yeah.

- Scare the crap out of us.

Okay.

Yeah, good,

good, good, good.

All right.

That looks good, she looks good.

- Yeah, everything looks good.

- It's really good, thank you.

Okay, Lindsay?

Yeah, yeah?

I'll get a shot of you.

- All right?

- Yeah.

Scott, got it?

Yo.

Need help?

Uh, hello?

Hey, Scott.

All right g*ng, that's a wrap.

Let the cameras

run in real time.

We'll add effects tomorrow.

Are you looking for

anything in particular?

Any one in particular?

There.

You burned the vidicon tube.

Dude, are

you from the 70s?

Leave the tech moves to me.

Tyler, you're pretty desperate

to find whacking material

of your latest lady.

Cool sound.

I'm going to town.

Need anything?

Yeah, why don't you bring

me back a 40 year old cougar

with dark hazelnut hair?

I'm lookin' for Laura.

You're that celebrity come

to town to take local women?

In Mexico, you

get shot for that.

What about you?

What time do you get off?

I do

like the woods, the forest.

There's animals there.

I can talk to

them, and pet them.

And turn them into toys.

During winter, when

no one stays here,

or in spring, when love couples

come, but without children,

the cold animals are the

only new toys I can make.

Nikki no home.

Where is she?

Maybe she's hiking.

g*dd*mn it, Scott,

keeps your hands off my stuff!

You're dead!

Lindsay?

Nikki?

It's me.

Don't worry.

Nikki, where are you?

Nikki?

Nikki, I can't hear you.

Nikki!

Boo!

Ha, that's what you get.

Oh.

Now, undo what you did.

Uh, Nikki called.

Oh, we need to have

a company meeting.

About what?

Our shares.

Nikki's share.

Lazy eye candy should not be

rewarded disproportionately.

She gets more mail than

both of you together.

From 15 year old boys.

A demographic without money.

Besides, for eye candy,

we have Lindsay and Zoe.

Maybe just Lindsay.

I'll k*ll you.

Although Tyler, Scott

and Aiden are right.

And Nikki is...

- Irresponsible?

- Absent?

I'll talk to her.

Uh, here.

You like little kids?

You're gross.

We're good?

Ah!

Victory.

There's a lot our

host didn't tell us.

I hacked a dormant archive.

Reynolds had washed everything.

From the internet?

Had to cost

a half million dollars.

This will definitely

lower his property value.

Is this place even worth

a world wide web enema?

We match our show

to these details.

The eccentric fart hid the

script, and you found it.

My genius.

It's not money.

He's ashamed.

He cleaned the past and he

wants us to clean the present.

He believes something's here.

Some of these

articles are recent.

Yeah, they're unsolved crimes.

What if the

k*ller's still here?

Maybe Jedidiah's the k*ller.

He'd have to be pretty stupid

to put a camera crew up here.

Yeah, but a serial

k*ller's great publicity.

He could be hoping that

we uncover the truth

and put it on television.

He'd be busted.

He'd be on television.

Of course, we could

be completely wrong.

We could be being

harassed by an evil entity

who's trying to get us

to pack our bags and run.

The same entity

that hurt your pinky?

Seriously?

You're sick.

The pool's empty.

Impossible.

sh*t!

Everyone else okay?

f*ck...

And yet, you haven't

radioed your colleagues?

Something made the

department give up on it.

I didn't.

Forget the police.

No offense, but I'm staying

until we grease this thing.

We're qualified.

Wrong.

I'm qualified, and I'm leaving.

We're staying.

All of us.

Aiden?

We never had to do

it for real before.

Aiden?

I won't let it get to you

before it gets to me first.

Comforting.

Are you doing okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Good news.

It didn't hurt you.

It's better news that it's

what you've been looking for,

for a long time.

It wants me outside.

f*ck this, I'm going back in.

A scary, cavernous portal

from which I shall

never emerge again.

Jeez, Aiden!

It's gone!

Zoe, Zoe, Zoe, it's

gone, it's gone!

Oh...

Uh, what is that?

Like, a clue?

Lindsay?

I'm, it's Nikki.

Lindsay, please find me!

Need help...

The present:

The lake, the woods,

the pool, the cabins.

The past:

The lake, the woods,

and this structure.

A hotel?

Mmm, even better.

You are standing on the site

of the most notorious brothel

of the California mining days.

The foundation

forms a circumference

around Cabin 5.

That's why yours truly

is at the worst of it.

Let's check it out.

Uh, how did she know?

Lindsay?

Lindsay?

Untanas.

Quertas.

Chietal.

Goyana.

Huertal.

Semveta.

- Ardal.

- Okay.

Okay, here.

What's wrong with her?

She does this sometimes.

And when the hell were

you going to inform us?

Huertal.

Quertas, Untanas,

Chietal, Goyana.

It's

okay, you're safe.

- Quertas...

- It's okay, babe.

Stop!

What

language was that?

Sumerian.

Lindsay!

Linds?

Lindsay!

What is that?

A vertical shaft access.

The Colfax Mine, it's under us.

Lindsay?

What is that?

It's an old mine.

Okay.

Okay.

That did not just happen.

Don't.

That interviewer,

Morgan, was right.

We've done some 40

shows, and they're BS.

Look, I believe in beings

from the other side,

but Lindsay suddenly

finds this mine?

She could have found it before

and then pretended today.

That thing k*lled Nikki.

So Lindsay's probably

not lying, or insane.

There's another possibility.

Lindsay's been here before,

and has come back, painfully.

That trauma when she was a kid.

I hope we find something.

As long as I live through it.

You know, little

kids watch our show,

and they're afraid to go

to the bathroom alone.

Maybe it's our turn.

Yea, though I walk

through the forest

of the shadow of

death, I fear no evil

for I'm the meanest

b*tch in the woods.

Tyler,

talk us through this?

I can't.

Hey guys, I got an idea.

If we split up, we

can cover more ground.

I don't get it.

Oh my God...

Who's staying with Scott?

I'll stay.

Okay.

Break some legs!

Which way?

Why are you asking me?

Lindsay, if you had

to pick a direction?

Lindsay, you know, gold

doesn't form on earth.

It had to come from a star.

A million years ago, a

meteor hit right here,

scattering tons of gold.

And 160 years ago, 1,000

people came to dig it up.

That's kinda cool, huh, hmm?

Oh my God,

what is that smell?

Kristen Sevenfold.

Missing a year.

Aiden?

EMF reads zero.

You don't need to

be a ghost to do this.

Just a psycho innkeeper trying

for Serial k*ller Monthly.

They're well-preserved.

The cave's temperature

is close to 50 degrees.

It slows decomposition.

This

one, 100 years old.

It's, it's a family thing?

Passed down for generations,

like father, like son,

like great-great granddaddy?

Zoe, get beside me

with your flashlight,

and your baton thing.

There is probably a

dozen bodies that way too.

- Really?

- Shut up.

I'm just gonna kidnap

him for a minute.

Whew.

Mm-mmm, dude, you

know that's a bad idea.

You think she'd be out here

if there was anything dangerous?

Yeah, that's right, just

leave the crippled guy

alone in a haunted forest.

"I miss you.

"I'm still sore.

"I like you, and not because

you're a media personality

"who combines

chiseled good-looks

"with a pathetic

case of narcissism."

Oh man, I just crack myself up.

Great-great

granddaddy was here.

I hate being right.

This time.

I really hate being right.

What's funny?

Aiden, this is the

best moment of the show,

and Tyler isn't here.

Let me do it.

Please?

"You are my soulmate, Laura.

"I confess in my

fruitless search,

"I've often been quite randy."

Oh man, I need to get a life.

Three...

Zoe Chan of Ghost g*ng.

We're in the depths of

an abandoned gold mine

running beneath historic Colfax

where we made an

incredible discovery.

There's nothing supernatural

about what we're about

to share with you,

but we unearthed clues

that may solve dozens

of cold m*rder cases.

The grounds around me are

strewn with skeletal remains

of women local

authorities advise

have been missing for

over many decades.

Riding a wave of clairvoyance,

our Lindsay Cookson led

us to this massive grave.

Aiden, let's get

a shot of Lindsay.

Lindsay felt an over...

What is it, is it a spider?

g*dd*mn it!

Get it off,

get it off of me!

Where's Tyler?

What's it gonna take

to scare you people off?

You weren't meant

to remain here.

None of you.

Oh, and now you're all alone.

I know what it's

like to feel alone.

Lonely.

Tortured by one bad choice.

You were only three years old.

It's not your fault

that walked in

when your daddy was

cleaning a loaded r*fle.

Oh, you prayed for a long time.

For a miracle.

For love.

Women pity you, so you watch

them through that machine

without their knowing, but

you will never get to touch.

Well, you're not three

years old anymore.

This time, you are responsible.

You chose to be here.

No, Tyler!

Help!

Surprised, boy?

Well hell, all women are two

different women, Scooter,

and it's a man's job to explore

the mystery of both of them.

You know what that means, hmm?

What it means for a woman

to be two different people?

I-if a guy has a girlfriend,

he doesn't need a threesome?

Well said!

Please, just...

Shh.

Final lesson.

The difference

between men and women

is that men fear that

women will laugh at them,

and women fear that

men will k*ll them.

Guess we're about to sh**t

that wise-saying to sh*t,

eh, Scooter?

- Just let me go!

- Oh, stop screaming

like a three year old.

- Just let me go!

- "Oh, Tyler!"

Help me, Tyler!

I'm sorry, please no!

Sorry?

You're sorry?

Oh hell, Charity.

I just got cold.

Definitely colder.

No, it's a constant...

sh*t.

Where, Aiden?

It's here.

Somewhere.

Scott and Tyler.

Tyler?

Okay, where is Scott?

He couldn't have gotten far.

No, he couldn't.

Did you see anything?

No.

Scott?

- Scott?

- Scott?

Scott!

Scott!

Scott!

Scott?

Scott?

Guys.

Tyler?

Richard Morgan?

Tell me a bear got him.

I got his camera.

Oh, what's this?

Green screen.

To superimpose ghosts

using cameras and software.

Proof they're scams.

Guess Richard's

a believer now.

That's not what k*lled Nikki.

No, no, no, that-that

does make sense.

Charity.

She's a little girl.

She's dying at the

hands of some...

Perv?

Perv.

Remember last year,

when Lindsay asked Scott

to help find her parents?

He took her picture

and age regressed it

with that missing

children database program.

Aiden, don't.

Aging Charity the

other way works too.

Lindsay?

I think you were born here.

Father says I have a sister.

She's coming home now.

I would like to have a sister.

But I don't want

to share my Daddy.

Save some for us.

You,

don't talk to me.

Everyone, we gotta

figure this out.

You, do know what's

happening here?

Charity and whatever are

kicking the hell out of us.

She's helping her.

Too many

pronouns, Tyler.

Who's helping who?

Laura.

She's helping Charity.

She pulled me aside

and Scott disappeared.

Do you love her?

A hick fan?

Enough to let our friend die?

Was she better than us?

Is she better than me, Tyler?

Aww.

You remember me.

You and me?

Don't, Lindsay.

I've seen you obsessed.

Was that my vanity?

You know something

about my vanity.

I like you, Lindsay.

I like you too, Tyler.

Lindsay!

What's wrong with you?

I know where to

find that little b*tch.

I'll cover outside.

Aiden, Aiden...

Lindsay?

Hey!

Her heart is broken, and

she gives birth only to evil.

Back off, right now.

Zoe, are you okay?

Zoe!

Zoe!

Hey!

Come on, I thought

you ch*nk liked this.

What century are you from?

No matter, they all suck.

I do this because you're next.

He will plant it in you.

No one's planting sh*t in me.

You're barren.

You must leave.

Quickly.

No!

No!

But Zoe?

Lindsay?

Quick, go now, Aiden.

Before you can't anymore.

Go.

Calm the hell down.

Aiden, right?

Are you gonna k*ll me?

No.

Why would I do that?

Sorry about your finger.

Thank you.

Hello, mother.

I've looked better.

What do you remember?

College.

The show.

Tyler.

He'd get a woman with child,

but it'd be stillborn.

Sad, but common back then.

A funeral with a tiny coffin.

Then seven years after

that dead child is buried,

it digs its way out.

An abomination.

The women?

Every winter he'd sow a child,

and I'd put the mother down.

Poor things.

Nikki was pregnant?

All of them.

Your Zoe was next.

He got me with child.

Then I learned what he

was and what you would be.

I tried feticide.

Sorry about your

scar, but I failed.

So I took my own life.

He didn't see that comin'.

He didn't think with me

dead, you could be born.

Nor did I.

Twins, g*dd*mn it.

Charity is my sister.

Daddy's little helper.

But your kind become even

more powerful in death,

much to my chagrin.

That's why you didn't k*ll me.

You've lived as

different women.

Doing good, mostly.

Mostly?

He wants me back.

He needs you to stop me.

'Cause with you gone...

In seven years,

you'll have a new little

brother or sister.

And another one the

year after that.

One big evil

motherfuckin' family.

Can we beat him?

Get him mad.

For men, even him, it's

when they're weakest.

What if I die?

Then you'll be a ghost

like that little b*tch.

I'm one of them.

It's in you, it's who you are.

But you fight it, and

I am so proud of you.

You took Tyler that night.

I had enough of him

breaking your heart.

You kinda c*ck me.

Oh...

This town was born of gold.

Then farming, and

then fish hatcheries.

I enjoyed the irony.

Fishers for men, and all that.

I searched for you, Lindsay.

A century and a

half, missing you.

Then, technology.

Your pretty face

on a tiny screen.

And you came home.

Now...

I didn't hurt your friend.

That was Laura's doing.

Like Nikki consented when

you put a demon in her.

You were begot the same.

You didn't turn out so bad, huh?

How do I know?

Excuse me.

Your scar.

The dead women, your

mother's legacy.

A prost*tute.

Here, in this room.

I wouldn't take advantage

of a moral woman.

She's trying to extinguish

your life with hers.

In 1,000 years, no human

female has tried to do that.

It's a selfish act.

Yeah.

You were a paying customer.

I will have children.

I owe him.

Who?

You have Charity.

Oh, your mother's insane.

She's insane.

But about that little one?

She's right.

Terrifying little demon.

You know what's terrifying?

Hmm?

Laura's crazy, but

you think you're not.

I won't k*ll her.

No?

Can't blame a god

for asking though.

You know, when you

and I have a baby,

as much as you think you

might hate me right now,

you will love him

that much more.

Trust me.

Oh, Lindsay?

Don't go anywhere.

It's going to happen.

I'm too powerful.

But not very smart.

No, my child!

No!

No!

Oh my child, please, no, no, no!

No, no, no!

Lindsay, no!

Oh, no!

No!

My ears were burnin'.

Our daughter's dead.

Yes, she is.

Charity?

A little assistance, please.

All these kids.

What are you gonna

do about 'em, huh?

You can't k*ll me.

No?

But we can.

Charity!

Charity!

Before, when we were talking,

you knew he was watching?

Oh, my girl...

Shh, little one, shh...

Lindsay, this is Charity.

Your big sister.

Oh, my girls...

Those things will k*ll ya.

No, they won't.

All right.

So, you think

Charity's content?

Hell, daughter,

we're all Charity.

You tell me.