(LIGHTER CLICKS)
LADY: So, I'm gonna have
to ask you a question.
(EXHALES)
Are you a serial k*ller?
(GRUNTING)
(LADY CHOKING)
(MAN READING)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
Love hurts
Love scars
Love wounds
And marks
Any heart
Not tough
Or strong enough
To take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts
Ooh, ooh love hurts
Some fools think
of happiness
Blissfulness
Togetherness
Some fools fool
themselves I guess
They're not foolin' me
Ooh, ooh love hurts
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Strange darling
Stay darling
We will change
and mock and turn
Curiouser and curiouser
Strange darling
Strange...
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNORTS)
(GRUNTS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPING)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)
(ENGINE STARTS)
(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(CRYING QUIETLY)
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)
(EERIE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
PLAYING)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTING)
RADIO HOST: ...the whereabouts
of the Velvet Emerald Cult.
Although skeptics
don't believe
it's a real thing,
it is.
But that's
for another broadcast.
Today we're gonna talk about
the chilling uncovering
of a Bigfoot family
in the forest near his property
and what Mitchell
is doing about it.
Pretty serious subject.
Let's jump right in.
Mitchell W. Mahoney, everybody.
-Mitchell, are you there?
-MITCHELL: I am. I am.
Listening with both ears.
I ain't taking no g*dd*mn...
HOST: Oh! Oh!
I must stop you there, sir.
As you know,
our number-one
rule is no bad language.
MITCHELL: Oh, sh*t.
Yeah, that's right. I'm sorry.
-Didn't mean it.
-HOST: No harm, no foul.
It's an emotional subject.
I understand. Carry on, sir.
MITCHELL: So I take
a quick shot
of Old Grand-Dad
and I go out there.
Shotgun c*ck.
And the whole time
I hear the dogs
but when I opened the door
to go outside,
it stops.
Real quick like, wild.
Hey. Hey!
(RADIO BROADCASCONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
Can you help me? Please?
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
DEMON: Here, kitty,
kitty, kitty.
MITCHELL OVER RADIO:
Which really upset me
because we were gonna
butcher it next month.
Now the whole thing's
gone away.
HOST: I can't hear that.
MITCHELL: But the worst
part was,
the grizzly nature
of the whole thing.
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
HOST: Yeah.
There you go.
It's nomenclature.
What if it attacked me?
MITCHELL: All her innards
were taken out and eaten.
Whatever it was,
it's a loose sack
of flesh and fur.
At first I thought
it would be gray.
We've had them
here before too.
HOST: Just to clarify
for our listeners,
Mitchell was just referring to
extra-terrestrial entities.
MITCHELL: Yeah.
Yeah, thanks, Art.
(RADIO BROADCASCONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
DEMON: Here, kitty,
kitty, kitty.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(RADIO BROADCASCONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(CLOCK CHIMING)
(BLOWING AIR BETWEEN TEETH)
MITCHELL OVER RADIO: ...went
to Nova Scotia in 1972,
down in Breckenridge, Colorado
in 1987.
Yet again, Moran County
back in 2013.
I'm very familiar
with the anatomy
of those things.
And even just
seeing the outline
in the moonlight,
I knew immediately
what it was.
HOST: Of course. Of course.
And was that the extent of it,
or have you continued to be...
pestered, for lack of
a better word?
MITCHELL: (LAUGHS) No. No.
They keep coming.
They've been eating my hens
one by one...
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!
f*ck!
(RADIO BROADCASCONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL
MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(FLY BUZZING)
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
(g*nsh*t)
(LADY SCREAMING)
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
-(MUSIC STOPS)
-(LIGHTER CLICKS)
These aren't the same.
DEMON: Mmm-mmm. Probably better
for you, though.
Mmm... Doubt that.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
I even smoked
one of yours tonight.
But first...
A-plus.
-That's a relief.
-Yes, it is.
Do you still want to, um,
get a room?
Can we just, uh,
make out a little bit?
Yeah.
Okay.
(BOTTLES CLINKING)
(BOTTLE CAPS OPENING)
DEMON: Look, we can just...
We can just swap numbers
if you don't wanna...
Well, okay. (CHUCKLES)
You wanna get...
You wanna get digits?
Nobody gets digits anymore.
It's about the Insta.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
I guess I'm just getting old.
Well, you are.
I guess that's what I'm into.
(CHUCKLES)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
This is gonna sound
like bullshit, but, uh...
I don't really do this.
I mean,
I have no problem doing it.
I...
I just have to really want it.
Do you want it?
Or are you, like, about to
tell me to go f*ck myself?
-No, no, I really want it.
-(LAUGHS)
I just... I... I like...
sobered up a little bit
on the ride over
and started judging myself,
I guess.
Look, my groceries
are on one shelf.
Hers are on the other.
You know what I mean?
If I cared, I would've said
something at the bar.
And if she cared,
I wouldn't f*cking be here.
Your...
Your business
is not my business.
What this is here,
it's recreation.
And I f*cking deserve it.
Hell, yeah.
(LAUGHS) Okay.
Mmm.
It's garbage.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Mmm.
Yeah.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Ooh.
You know...
The real issue is safety.
Once I'm alone with you
in that room,
it's just us, no witnesses.
Do you have any idea
the kind of risks
a woman like me
takes every time
she agrees to have
a little bit of fun?
It's a g*dd*mn tragedy.
Men think that
we're these prudes
who don't like casual sex.
Most of us
f*cking love casual sex.
We just want to know
that m*rder
isn't gonna be served
on the side.
Jesus.
Never thought about it
that way.
Of course you haven't.
You're not a woman.
Then there's, you know,
plain old risk
of disappointment,
which is the most common, but...
violence...
That's no joke.
That's life or death.
(LADY CHUCKLES)
I think I, um...
I think I want one of those now.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
Mmm.
You seem like a nice guy.
-You do.
-(DEMON CHUCKLES)
But you never really know.
So, I'm gonna have
to ask you a question.
Are you a serial k*ller?
(CHUCKLING) What?
I'm gonna need you
to look me in the eyes
and give me a serious answer.
No.
-No...
-No.
What?
No, I'm not...
a serial k*ller.
Okay.
(CHUCKLES) Okay.
Now can we talk about
all the things
I want you to do to me?
(LADY CHOKING)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPING)
Harder.
(DEMON GRUNTING)
(GASPS)
Harder.
Stop. (GASPS)
Can you take these off me?
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DEMON SIGHS)
(LADY SIGHS)
I don't know
why this isn't working.
It's your idea.
Maybe it's you.
What did you just say?
Maybe I just
don't need it with you.
Well...
Well, look, maybe it's better
that we don't need that
in the beginning.
"The beginning."
If I didn't know any better,
I'd think
you were on the verge of
asking for digits.
What are they?
Hmm.
Stop.
-Or social media?
-I'm not on social media.
See...
That makes me
really want that number.
(CHUCKLES)
This just got
really f*cking complicated.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
Well, aren't you eager?
Hmm?
DEMON: Hmm.
(SIGHS)
What are you doing?
Do you like that?
Stop.
Okay, baby.
-Can you just wait a minute?
-I don't want to wait.
I said I need a f*cking minute!
(HANDCUFFS RATTLING)
What are you doing?
Take these off me now.
You don't get to decide.
Yes, I do get to decide.
Just because I asked you
to cuff me at first
doesn't mean that
you don't need my permission.
-(GASPS)
-Wrong.
Get off of me, m*therf*cker!
(GRUNTS)
(GASPING)
You don't f*cking hit me!
"Please don't
f*cking hit me, sir."
From now on,
you only refer to me as sir.
Do you understand me?
Stop it!
(MUFFLED CRYING)
I'm in control.
Now here's what's gonna happen.
(WHIMPERING)
Please don't k*ll me.
(SOBBING)
First, you're gonna take
my foot in your mouth.
Toes first, all the way
to the f*cking heel.
(SCREAMS)
You don't get to make noise!
You just shut the f*ck up!
(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)
(SOBBING)
You're a sick woman.
Carrying around shackles
trying to get f*cked.
You know
you asked for this, right?
(CRYING) Yes.
Yes, what?
Yes, sir.
I'm gonna take my knife
and I'm gonna cut you.
From one set of lips
to the other.
-(WHIMPERS)
-Watch you bleed to death.
(SOBBING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Mr. Snuffleupagus!
I can't believe
that you're into this.
Just relax, okay.
I don't know if I'm into it,
but I'm willing to try.
No, no, no.
I'm gonna have to believe you,
or it's gonna be a huge,
huge f*cking turn off.
I mean,
I did do a little bit of acting.
(CHUCKLES) What?
I was in a Holiday Inn Express
commercial once.
What?
(LAUGHING)
So you might actually be
good at this.
Look, hawking
the free hot breakfast
ain't the same
as slapping a woman around,
telling her you're gonna
chop her up into little pieces.
But look, I'm willing to try.
No, no,
I don't want any chopping.
I want something intimate.
Something romantic.
Like a slit throat.
Uh...
You know
you're a little f*cked up?
You know you men will do
just about anything
to get laid?
-Get the f*ck out of here.
-Huh?
Get the f*ck out of here
with that.
Don't sell me the car
and then tell me
not to drive it.
Okay, okay. But...
Don't tell me
when you're gonna turn,
you just do it.
And if I say no, you say yes.
And you push even harder.
If I'm, you know,
scared or angry.
Even f*cking crying.
I don't...
I don't like that.
Don't be a f*cking p*ssy.
Are you serious?
-(DEMON LAUGHS)
-I cannot imagine consent
being any more clear.
Okay.
All right.
(CHUCKLES)
Yes.
Pop quiz.
What's "no" mean?
Yes.
And what is the only word
in the entire English language
that actually means no
once we're alone together
in that room?
Mr. Snuffleupagus.
Mr. Snuffleupagus!
(SOBBING)
You okay?
Not really.
sh*t.
I'm so sorry.
(CRYING) How can you say
those awful things to me?
(STUTTERS, SIGHS)
f*ck! You told...
You told me to say 'em.
I thought...
(LAUGHING)
You were f*cking fantastic.
I have never been
so turned on in my life.
Mmm!
Mmm.
Then why Mr. Snuffleupagus?
(CHUCKLES)
I just needed a break.
You know, a glass of water,
maybe a cigarette, a drink.
There's no rush, right?
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
Hmm...
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(CHUCKLES)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)
Bon appetit.
(CUTLERY CLINKING)
Mmm.
-FREDERICK: Mmm-hmm.
-(GIGGLES)
FREDERICK: Mmm, mmm.
What do you got?
(SIGHS)
You're three ahead of me.
Looks like you've got that one
ready to go for the nose.
Stop.
I don't need you
to help me win. g*dd*mn it.
I want this thing
fair and square.
Now only two.
(GASPS)
Oh, my... (LAUGHS)
Don't get too excited.
I'm still up by one.
Not for long, f*ck.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey! Hey!
(BANGING CONTINUES)
GENEVIEVE: That's a crazy lady.
Get the bear spray.
(MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER RADIO)
Can you help me? Please?
You sure it wasn't
one of 'em things
done this to you?
GENEVIEVE: Shh. (WHISPERS)
Don't say it out loud.
What things?
It's Squatchy in those woods.
We don't go too deep in 'em.
Squatchy?
-You're sure it was
a man did this to you?
-Yes.
-He was chasing me in a truck.
-A pickup truck?
Squatch can't drive
no pickup truck.
You'd be one dead shitass
if Squatch was at it.
Do you have a g*n?
We have bear spray.
I thought
mountain people had g*ns.
We ain't mountain people.
We're just old hippies.
(GROANING)
Sweetie, do you want something
for the pain? Aspirin?
How about something
a little bit stronger?
-Percocet?
-Yes.
We only have
a few of those left.
Now, don't be selfish, Mama.
You're right, Papa.
Call the cops.
Better they're on the way.
What's that?
Oh, we ain't into Scott Baio.
They give 'em away free
at the flea market.
-We take whatever they got.
-No. What's that?
-That's our Sunday breakfast.
-Do you mind?
Get in there.
Hold on.
Let me give you a chair.
-Right here. Right here.
-Okay.
FREDERICK: Old biker.
Huh?
She said we're old hippies.
I'm more of an old biker.
Got a '59 Indian
sitting in the garage.
Doesn't run anymore,
but doesn't matter.
I couldn't ride it anyway.
(HOLLOW CLUNKING)
Lost it on the bike.
Whole thing? That's heavy.
FREDERICK: Just up to the knee.
You ride one of those every day,
doesn't matter how good you are.
It doesn't matter.
GENEVIEVE: Can't find
the stronger stuff.
Where is it?
Upstairs bathroom.
GENEVIEVE: Police on the way?
FREDERICK: Yes, honey.
No.
Don't you worry one bit.
You're gonna feel
real nice soon.
I meant no police.
No, no. It's better
that we call them.
Genevieve's right.
LADY: Come on, man.
Just give it a minute, please.
FREDERICK: It's best
we let them know.
Please, man, do me this favor.
No f*cking cops.
(BOTTLES CLANKING)
-(THUDDING)
-(FREDERICK SCREAMS)
(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLOCK CHIMING)
(FREDERICK GROANING)
(WEAKLY) Genevieve. Genevieve.
Genevieve.
(GASPS)
Percocet...
Genevieve...
LADY: I didn't wanna do that.
I had to.
Can you just...
Can you put your
hands up, please?
Just to make us
both feel more relaxed.
(SIGHS)
This is gonna be a really
tough one for you to believe,
but I'm not gonna k*ll you.
I promise.
Sure.
I am gonna have to
tie you up, though.
All right?
All right.
What do you recommend
that's fastest?
You have some... some cuffs?
Or is there a rope or...
Or is there something
that I can put you in
and lock it from the outside?
Whatever is most comfortable
for you is fine
as long as it's fast.
Well, that's thoughtful of you.
I'm not trying
to f*ck up your day
any more than I already have.
There's a storm shelter
outside. There's...
There's some, um, chain
you can use on the handles
once I'm in.
And we even got food and such
that'll last a while.
We aren't just old hippies.
We're...
Doomsdayers.
Okay, let's go.
(MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER RADIO)
(METALLIC RATTLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTING)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
f*ck!
(MUSIC INCREASES IN TEMPO)
(GLASS BREAKING)
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
What?
What? Something on my face?
(CHUCKLES) Like, what?
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I was just looking at you
and you are so handsome.
It went straight to my head.
(CHUCKLES)
How did I get so lucky tonight?
(CHUCKLES)
Do you like to party?
-(CHUCKLING) Oh, f*ck.
-(HUMMING)
It's going to be light soon.
Mmm. Come on.
Checkout's not until noon
and this stuff
gets me really f*cking horny.
It's been a long time
since I touched that stuff.
Me too.
But it's my birthday.
And...
a friend got it for me.
It's, you know,
like a special occasion
sort of thing.
Birthday, huh?
Yeah.
All right.
Well, I can't let a lady down
on her birthday now, can I?
(LAUGHING)
Oh, yeah.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(SOFT TAPPING)
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on.
Come on.
sh*t.
Waking up, getting lost
Making up time
Amber eyes, little lies
Setting up lines
Secret life, only mine
Mirrors and ghosts
Letting go, getting low
God only knows
Where the summer days go
The lake in Montenegro?
The hazy daze of chainsmoke
Like a little grave
in my brain
Life got too heavy
So I got too light
Balancing, manically
Tightropes and wires because
Life got too heavy
So I got too light
Vanishing, magically
I'm disappearing from sight
Into the night
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SCOFFS)
(CHUCKLES)
Are we...
Are we...
Are we gonna f*ck?
-Okay.
-(LADY CHUCKLES FAINTLY)
Is that what you were gonna say?
(CHUCKLES)
You know what,
I'll tell you what.
If you still can f*ck
in five minutes...
Sure.
(CHUCKLES)
I thought you said
this stuff made you horny.
Seems like it just
puts you in a bad mood.
Maybe I lied.
What is this, part of your game?
-I'm done.
-You know what?
We're done
when I say we're done,
do you understand that?
No, I don't.
I'm out of here.
Bullshit.
Find your own way home.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYS)
(DRUMS BEATING SOFTLY)
(MUSIC TURNS EERIE)
(CRACKLES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROANING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(MUMBLES) Cocaine.
Cocaine. Cocaine.
Huh?
Cocaine.
No. No.
That is cocaine.
This is ketamine.
No.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
I'll only use this if I have to,
so don't make me.
I didn't wanna
f*cking do this, man.
(SIGHS) I was...
just trying to have a good time.
(DEMON GRUNTS SOFTLY)
(LOVE HURTS PLAYING)
Oh, my God!
I f*cking love that song.
(SINGING ALONG)
Love hurts
Love scars
Love wounds
And marks
Any heart
Not tough
Or strong enough
(DEMON GRUNTING)
To take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
(CHUCKLES)
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts
(MUTED GROANS)
Ooh, ooh love hurts
Some fools think
of happiness
(DEMON GRUNTING)
Blissfulness
Togetherness
(MUFFLED SCREAM)
Some fools fool...
LADY: Hey!
Shh! Just stop.
They're not foolin' me
I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
(DEMON GRUNTING)
Love is just a lie
-(TASER CRACKLES)
-(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
Love hurts
Ooh, ooh love hurts
Oh, oh love hurts
(RHYTHMIC MECHANICAL WHIRRING)
(GASPS SOFTLY)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(SOFT SONG PLAYING ON RADIO)
I've never put it there before.
Now sleep.
(g*nsh*t)
(EARS RINGING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPING)
What the f*ck?
He's got a g*n!
Well so do I!
But live a while
and soon you'll find
They turn to caves
in which we hide
The words are the same
The meanings change
(GROANING)
The world falls away
And drowns you in a pool
of empty space
Day in, day out
The sun goes down
The tide gets high
Day in, day out
Those sirens cry
(GASPING)
-What is wrong with you?
-I'm sorry.
(PANTING)
Can... Can you help me, please?
Jesus!
Oh, my God.
(GRUNTING)
(SONG PLAYING ON RADIO SOFTLY)
(GROANING)
(SNORTING)
(SNORTS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
How do I lock this door?
LIBBY: Just hold on, darling.
It needs a key,
even from the inside.
Can you unlock the door?
I think I'd better leave.
No, no, don't go out there!
He's gonna f*cking k*ll you!
Do you have a g*n?
LIBBY: No, only a baseball bat.
-f*ck!
-(TELEPHONE RINGING)
Call 911, will you?
I... I'm not sure
I wanna get involved.
You already are, sweetheart.
(LIBBY GROANS)
(BODY THUDS)
-(GASPS)
-(TELEPHONE RINGING CONTINUES)
(SCREAMING)
-(GASPING)
-Okay.
I know that was f*cking awful,
but I had to do it.
Okay?
What's your name?
T-- Tanya.
Tanya...
Okay, Tan...
Do you have a bandage big
enough for this in that bag?
Yes.
Okay. I'm gonna need
to borrow your car.
Come on.
-Which f*cking key is it?
-It's... It's that one.
-It's that one.
-Okay. What car?
It's the '78 Pinto,
right outside.
-Seriously?
-Yeah.
Okay.
Now take off
your f*cking clothes.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(LIGHTER CLOSES)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey, Pete.
It's, um... It's RC. Um...
Listen, I'm out here near, uh,
near SR 78
and the old Wilton Bridge.
There's a farmhouse
on the south edge
near the fire road. I, um...
I need you to get out here.
I, uh...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
I got myself into
a little bit of trouble.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(LADY BREATHING HEAVILY)
Got you, you f*cking c**t!
I f*cking got you.
That's true.
It's like checkmate.
Yeah.
And then some.
There's nothing
more than checkmate.
It either is or it isn't,
you f*cking philistine.
Why am I still alive?
You couldn't do it.
After all that.
Oh. (CLICKS TONGUE)
You're gonna be in trouble.
Yeah, well... (SNIFFS)
I'll take
a little bit of trouble
over a life sentence any day.
(SNORTS)
You want me
to call your sponsor?
Are you really
The Electric Lady?
LADY: I don't care about jail.
I just don't wanna die.
Isn't that f*cking funny?
(CHUCKLES)
Even when we know we're gonna
spend the rest of our lives
in a tiny little cage,
we will fight to stay alive.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I always used to wonder
why people did that,
when I watched true crime shows.
Thought I'd be
like Gary Gilmore.
Who's Gary Gilmore?
He asked for the firing squad.
I thought I'd...
I'd do that...
if it came to this.
Now I just want three hots
and a cot. (CHUCKLES)
I didn't plan to do it, man.
(SIGHS)
Love...
doesn't have to be something
that develops.
The purest, most primal kind
can hit you like a wave...
In a moment...
or over the course of one night.
(VOICE TREMBLING)
I felt that for you
when you had your hand
around my throat.
Did you feel it for me?
Love hurts
Love scars
Love wounds
And marks
(EXHALES)
That's our song now.
You'll always think of me
when you hear it.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
Maybe.
LADY: Not...
maybe.
(SCREAMS)
God! f*ck!
(GROANS)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SCREAMS)
(EXHALES)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
Shut your eyes
Can you hear the waves
And see the world
the way it was
And you stand
with thumbs outstretched
Looking simple,
fine and plain
Still look perfect
and blush
Stop the clock
Give me a smile
They're playing our song
But the beat is so off
And the key is wrong
You and I
weren't made for love
Get it straight
Our time won't come
I was told when I was young
No crying in the rain
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GROANING)
(EXCLAIMING, GRUNTING)
(FLY BUZZES)
(GRUNTS, SCREAMS)
(YELLS)
(PANTING)
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(VEHICLE DOORS OPEN, CLOSE)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(DOOR OPENS)
(LADY WHIMPERS)
PETE: RC!
RC, are you in here?
(CRYING)
(CONTINUES CRYING)
What the f*ck happened in here?
GALE: Maybe you shouldn't
touch him.
-PETE: I know what I'm doing.
-Okay.
(GROANS)
GALE: It's all right.
It's all right.
-He's dead.
-Yeah, no sh*t. So is he.
It's okay.
All right? Take it easy.
I'm gonna get these off.
What happened here?
What do you think happened,
Pete? Look at her!
Here we go. Okay. It's okay.
-Here we go.
-g*dd*mn it!
GALE: Take it easy.
Okay, take it easy.
There's a g*nsh*t wound
to the left shoulder.
Just take it easy, honey.
How tender is it?
Can I move it just a little
to get the cuffs off?
Wait. We need to figure out
what's going on here first.
She needs medical attention now.
That's protocol.
Protocol is that we call it in.
Leave her be,
and we wait for the EMTs
and Homicide to show up.
We both know medics
won't be here
for at least an hour.
It's okay.
I'm gonna get you out.
Okay.
(SOBBING) It was horrible.
He was coked up out of his mind.
I thought he was a nice guy.
Who was coked out of his mind?
(LADY CRYING)
-His jacket pocket.
-(GRUNTS)
It's okay, honey,
you don't need to do this now.
LADY: He brought me here.
He thought it was deserted.
And then this guy
stopped him and...
-GALE: It's okay, honey.
-(LADY GROANS)
Why is his neck like that?
She was chained to this thing
the whole f*cking time, Pete.
She fought for her f*cking life!
What else was she
supposed to do?
-f*ck! f*ck you!
-Hey, hey, hey!
-Hey, it's okay.
-Okay, okay. All right. Okay.
All right. Hey, calm down, lady.
We're gonna take care of it.
I'm going to the car
and call it in,
and then we'll wait here
for the EMTs.
The victim needs
medical attention.
Our job is to do
what we need to do
to keep her alive.
This ain't my first
jar of pickles.
And just because I have
a vag*na doesn't mean
you shouldn't listen to
a f*cking thing I have to say!
This has nothing to do
with your vag*na
and everything to do with
the diapers you were wearing
when I cleared
my first crime scene.
We don't even know
if she's a victim yet.
We need to find that out first.
That's f*cking protocol.
(GRUNTING)
You wanna be held
liable for this
or you want to help me move her?
Pete!
Okay, I'll help you move her.
GALE: It's all right, honey.
Just breathe.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
PETE: What the f*ck?
A lady came, she k*lled us.
Calm down, ma'am.
-She k*lled us!
-PETE: Who did what?
(g*nsh*t)
Hand over the g*ns now,
or the chick cop dies.
And trust me, honey,
I don't wanna f*cking k*ll you,
especially after
what you did for me.
God-f*cking-damnit.
You dumb b*tch.
-I oughta let her--
-Oh, no, you oughtn't,
'cause if she goes,
you go too, m*therf*cker.
I am in survival mode now.
My rules are out the window.
Honey,
just turn yourself in now...
Just shut up
and give me the g*ns.
Put it in my lap.
Pete, you keep your hands
on the wheel at all times.
If a f*cking finger moves,
I pull the trigger.
You got me?
-Yes, ma'am.
-Okay.
-Get out of the car.
-Honey...
Just turn yourself in now
and stop.
It'll end better for you.
b*tch!
I am The Electric Lady.
Boo!
Get out the f*cking car.
(DOOR OPENS)
Run, honey, into the woods.
Drive, m*therf*cker.
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
PETE: Why did we stop here?
Just...
Let me think.
Okay?
Are you really
The Electric Lady?
Are you gonna k*ll me?
I'd rather not.
Why did you k*ll
all those folks?
(BREATH TREMBLING)
Sometimes...
I don't see humans.
I see devils.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(g*nsh*t)
(g*n c*ck)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SOFT SONG PLAYING)
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
Hey.
Hey.
Hey!
(SOBBING)
(SOBBING)
Can you help me, please?
Oh, sweet girl! What happened?
Oh, God!
Here, let me help you get up.
-(EXCLAIMS)
-Oh! Oh, yeah?
Yeah, come on.
Here...
Let's get you in the truck.
(LADY CRYING)
Easy does it.
-You're gonna be fine.
-(SOBS)
Here, let me help you up.
(GROANS)
Okay.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(g*nsh*t)
(EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES)
WOMAN: Hello?
I just shot a person.
She pulled a g*n on me
and there was
nothing else I could do.
Better the devil you know
Than the devil you don't
I'm bringing her in right now.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Over and over
I keep going under alone
Better the tether
that keeps us together
Than some distant siren
that changes the weather
Oh, better
the devil you know
Than the devil you don't
Never say never
You'll find that
you feel like a fool
Walking and walking
You follow
the light of the moon
Seems like you're moving
But time's standing still
Now it all looks familiar
I've run up that hill
And I'll do it forever
I'll dance with the devil
I will
Those white lights
Those dark nights
You say
I'll never go
Haunting is heavy
and pleasure
It weighs the most
He was the same
when he'd stay up for days
With your ghost
Better the tether
that keeps us together
I've been here before
and I'll stay here forever
Oh, better the devil you know
Than the devil you don't
Oh, better the devil you know
Than the devil you don't
Oh, better the devil you know
Than the devil
You don't
(SOFT SONG PLAYING)
Back into the blue
The honeymoon's over
Back into the blue
Take the shot
Throw the salt
over your shoulder
Did "no" mean never?
That's what your eyes
appear to say
My indecision is final
I made my bed
That's where I'll stay
Back into the blue
Obey it as it lays
Back into the blue
Day for night
It's been night for days
Don't hold my shadow
I'm just the echo
in the leaves
That it will never
come again
Is what makes life so sweet
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
The daring of despair
Has led me
back to my old home
Paralyzed by patterns
on my wall
You're sitting there
before me
But I'm haunted by your ghost
Were you ever
really mine at all?
Slipping in slow motion now
We're waiting for the drop
Tempo's getting slower
It's too much
to keep this up
I just can't stop
loving you
No matter what I do
or how hard I might try
I can't let go,
I'll die inside
I just can't stop
loving you
No matter what I do
Your shadow's in my way
You follow me into the fire
Captured by the cruelty
of my touch
We're only bones
and bruises now
Sadistic, base and vile
I don't even miss myself
that much
We're toxic
but it feels so good
I'm crying through a smile
Gutting all the
ones we love
But doing it in style
I just can't stop loving you
No matter what I do
or how hard I might try
I can't let go,
I'll die inside
I just can't stop loving you
No matter what I do
Unending echoes
in a resonating shell
I'll make you sick
to get you up
To make you mine
I just can't stop loving you
No matter what I do
or how hard I might cry
I can't let go,
I'll die inside
I just can't stop loving you
No matter what I do
HOST OVER RADIO:
From the high desert
in the majestic American West,
I bid you all good evening.
Or good morning,
or good afternoon,
wherever you may be
across this great land of ours.
This is the world famous,
Shore to Spooky Shore AM,
dark night in the desert.
And I'm Art Pallone.
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