Monster X (2017)

[bunniefuu]

Do you think it's

gonna sell out?

What?

Fright Fest.

Well, which movie

looked best to you?

Uhm, I don't know.

Well, there Kamarimanku.

There's Camp Blood.

Full Moon Silver b*llet.

Or Bride of the Living Dead.

The horror movie.

Two, please.

Fright Fest!

Alright, so you have to

have an opinion on this.

Fast zombies or slow zombies?

I don't know, fast?

No, fast zombies are

a total abomination.

You lose all nuance.

If you think about it, zombies

are the total metaphor for...

So we're locked

in here all night?

Yeah, if you can handle it.

Greetings

my bloody talon.

Welcome to Fright Fest.

I have hand picked

four tremulous tales

to invade your

cinemaplex tonight.

These four distinct

tastes of terror

will run throughout the night.

If the first taste isn't enough,

go back for seconds,

thirds, fourths.

This is a buffet of blood.

Gorge yourself on gore!

But, it's not for

the faint of heart.

At any point you find

the horrors too much,

you'll find a chicken exit

located just left of the screen.

Darach?

Darach?

Christ, Sarah, what?

I heard something downstairs.

Chicken exit, really?

I have never taken

the chicken exit.

Wow, you must be so proud.

Go back to

sleep, it's the rock.

No, Darach.

Darach!

Please, go back to sleep.

I have a massive headache.

Turn off the bloody light.

Darach?

Sarah?

I'm inspector O'Connor.

Yes?

I was hoping to ask

Sarah some questions.

She already

explained everything

to the other police officers.

Yes.

Sarah, I was told that you

heard someone in the room

with your husband

before you found him.

A scream?

It was a woman, wailing.

Like a, something like nails

on a chalkboard or something.

This noise,

it came from the bedroom?

Yeah.

Did you see this woman?

She wasn't in there.

Did you see anyone entering

or leaving the house?

No.

You think I'm crazy.

I believe you heard something,

but events like this

can cloud your mind.

These bottles, they

from last night?

Yeah, that's enough,

leave us, please.

She needs to rest.

Look, I'll call you if we

find out anything unusual

about your husband's death,

and we'll get that comb

you found analyzed.

If you think of

anything, call me.

Hey, I

made you some tea,

and cleaned a little.

Did you get rest last night?

A bit.

Good.

Sarah, why don't you come

and stay with us for a while?

I think being amongst people

in the city will do you good.

Thanks, but I think

I need some time alone.

Okay.

You know, last

night I kept thinking

about something that

happened a few days ago.

Darach came back from the walking

the fields a few days ago,

and he was...

Drunk out of his

mind, but terrified.

He said he saw a

woman there screaming,

then she disappeared.

And that it was some ghost

that haunts his family

or something...

Banshee.

You know it?

It's a story my mom

told me as a child.

Well, what is it?

It's a kid's story.

Tell me.

Well...

There's this legend about

a woman called a banshee,

who would haunt some

of the Irish families.

And she would wait

forever in the field

for her husband to

return from the sea.

Well, according to the legend,

people who would hear her wail,

would have a family

member die that night.

And people who saw her

would die themselves.

Darach would have

seen this banshee.

No, Sarah,

it's a ghost story.

There's no such

thing as a banshee.

Well, then what do

you think what I heard?

You said you heard a rumble.

And a scream!

It could have been Darach.

He had a heart attack.

He was only 29.

And an alcoholic.

Out.

Look, Sarah...

Please leave.

This is where you saw her?

Right there.

Did you get a

good look at her?

She was quite far away,

but she had a white dress

covered in blood and long hair.

She just disappeared?

I know how it sounds, but

you should know what I saw.

Sarah, I wanna

believe you, but...

You know about the banshee?

Yes.

When I got the call

about your husband,

about the scream you heard,

I've heard about that before.

Long time ago.

When I was a boy, my

father claimed our family

was one of the Irish

families cursed

by a pagan witch, the banshee.

My father said he heard the wail

the night before my

uncle passed away.

I thought he was mad.

And uh...

Do you believe me?

I don't

know what I believe.

We'll do some research

into the banshee.

It's all I can promise for now.

Thanks.

And did you find

anything on the comb?

Nothing.

Sarah,

are you alright?

Yeah, just some sleep.

Sarah?

It's Inspector O'Connor.

I think the

banshee's in the house.

What?

I'm on my way, listen.

I did some research on the

banshee, you need to hear this.

Apparently, the legend

is based on a woman

who lived in the 1600s, who

was nicknamed the Banshee.

She sacrificed her

husband in some ritual

and claimed he went off to sea.

What happened to her?

The villagers

found her blood stained dress.

She was burned at

the stake as a witch.

The villagers believed

she imprinted her evil

in her silver comb.

Sarah, there's more.

It's not what you think.

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah, what's going on?

Sarah?

Sarah?

She's gone.

Sarah,

are you alright?

She's gone.

I defeated her, I

burned her comb.

Sarah, what comb?

Comb.

I wanted to tell

you on the phone.

The story about the

witch, the banshee...

They're not real.

I saw her in the house.

- Sarah...

- She...

It's a delusion.

She's not real?

These stories about

fairies and witches,

they're just inspiration

for your mind.

People have been telling stories

about the banshee

since the 1600s.

But it's all in your mind.

I don't understand.

Sarah, you're not well.

The banshee is a

warning from your body.

Come on, let me make

you a cup of tea.

No, I think that

I need some rest.

This sucks, I'm leaving!

Really?

Right at the good part, too.

sh*t!

Come on, Frankie, get

it together, Jesus.

Hey, you alright?

Yup, I'm fine.

What happened,

you get spooked?

I mean, you could have left.

Remember the whole chicken exit?

You're my ride.

I'm fine, what's next?

Full Moon just

started in theater five?

Perfect!

Alright.

You guys are

always at the same night.

What, alright!

Two for two,

okay, here you go, thank you.

One, please.

Hi Sir, one,

alright, there you go.

Alright all the way to the left.

Hey sir, how can I help you?

There you go.

Use the door right down there.

- Hi, what can I do for you...

- One, please.

One, gotcha,

there you go, enjoy your show.

One, please.

Sorry kid, it's a private

screening, invitation only.

I have a note from my dad.

Cute kid, but I

can't let you in.

Come back tomorrow for

the screening of frozen.

The horror movie

on the ski slope?

No.

Enjoy the show!

For you, Sir?

I'd like a rack of

ribs and some chicken.

Okay, we just ran out of ribs,

but I can bring that chicken

out to you in about a minute.

And for you, Sir?

Skittles.

There's a

back door over here.

Come on, Brandy, you really

wanna see a crappy movie?

You're both chickenshits.

I'm missing Vampire Diaries.

Here it is!

Shouldn't you be minding

the concession stand?

We just ran out of meat!

Did you check the freezer?

Of course, I did!

We're out, I'm telling

you, it's gone!

10 minutes to sundown.

I know, and I'm starving!

I told you to eat

before you got here!

I've got

a litter to feed!

Ah!

What?

Ah, just that looks amazing!

See ya, losers!

And let's lock her up.

Hey, let us in!

Later losers!

You suck and I

hope you get caught!

Dad will get her out

of trouble, he always does.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome!

Welcome to oh, hey, hey, hey!

We're thrilled to

have you with us!

Before us the famous

cult classic film,

Foaming at the Mouth Part Two.

Also on behalf of

myself and my staff,

I would like to apologize

for the shortage of food;

however, we are

working diligently

to get the problem resolved.

In the meantime,

the uncontrollable urge

to tear, claw or gnaw,

please feel free to ask one

of my lovely ushers

for a muzzle.

We want meat!

Okay, Sir, Sir,

we're doing everything

we can to accommodate you.

Bullshit!

Yeah, let's get

those lights down.

Enjoy your movie.

Get outta here!

Get away from me,

please get away from me!

Please help me!

Going somewhere, little girl?

I remember you.

Give her to me.

Now to be fair we'll

have to raffle her off.

Everyone check

their ticket stubs

and let's get some numbers!

Think she's got

enough meat on her

for the four lucky winners!

Don't worry, it won't hurt bad.

What's your name?

Brianne.

Oh, Brianne, you

picked the wrong night

to sneak into the

theater, Brianne.

Hey Amanda, let's

get the numbers.

Amanda, snap out of it.

Winner!

Winner!

Two more!

Oh, me, me, me, us, us!

Winner!

A little young there for a

tattoo, aren't you kiddo?

Winner!

What's the matter, little girl?

It's not gonna be that bad?

They'll k*ll you real

fast, we promise.

Why didn't

you just let me in?

I had a note from my dad.

Oh, that's right,

a note from your dad.

How could I forget?

Please allow my

daughter, Brianne,

to see the movie Foaming

at the Mouth Two.

If you don't let her,

you'll regret it.

Hey pal, what'd we miss?

Just the standards,

full moons, owls

and a guy with a monstrous

secret.

Awesome.

Hey buddy, you okay?

I think we should go.

Run!

- sh*t!

- Seriously?

It's literally locked.

Oh, my God!

We gotta hide!

Stop that!

Stop what?

What you're doing.

Oh, you

mean, this?

What time is it?

4:30.

I have to

leave pretty soon.

Sun comes up at 6:30.

My wife's plane doesn't

get here til 5:30.

I'm not worried

about your wife.

What does she do again?

She works for the Ciph Room.

Sounds boring.

Yeah, it is, she's

always taking trips,

leaving me here to

take care of the kids.

You don't have kids.

It's what I call the dogs.

Divorce her.

I can't.

Can't?

Not yet anyway.

It's too much money involved.

You don't need money

anymore, my dear.

No f*cking way!

Quick, get in the closet!

Oh, come on!

Do it!

Everything alright?

Yeah, you're home early.

Yeah, I took an earlier flight,

thought I'd surprise you.

Well, you did.

Good.

What time did you go to bed?

Oh, about 12:30.

Really?

It's pretty early.

Who's in the closet?

What?

Do you think I'm stupid, Ronald?

Calm down sweetie, okay?

I will.

Just let me check

one more thing first.

Jesus Christ!

Hah, how about that?

You're crazy.

Well, I have two b*ll*ts left.

I can use one on you

and one on myself.

No, I'll just use both on you.

No wait!

God, you're heavy.

I gotta hand it to you, Ronald.

You had me fooled

for at least a month.

How long did you think

it would take me?

Out every night, nowhere

to be seen during the day.

I called your work last week.

They said you just

stopped showing up.

Schmuck.

I guess this means you

won't have to divorce me.

No pre-nup, either.

Well, now that you're

dead, I can be honest.

I never took that

trip to Atlanta.

I just waited for you and

that wh*re in the back

to make it to our bed.

Well, my bed actually.

I'm the one who paid for it.

Where'd you find

the bimbo, anyway?

I followed her around, but

couldn't find where she lived.

Probably homeless.

Way to aim high, Ron.

I spent the last 10

years defending you.

Do you even know

what I went through?

My father kept telling

me, don't marry that man,

he'll only hurt you.

But did I listen?

No.

I just kept telling everyone,

you don't know the real Ron.

Oh, it's just so disgusting.

I hate you, Ronald.

I hate everything about you.

I'm glad that you're dead.

Time to dump the garbage.

Remember this spot, Ron?

We used to stay up all night

and watch the sun come up.

Hmm.

Wow, S&M, charming.

What the hell?

Huh, that's what I thought.

Oh, sh*t.

Ronald!

Ronald, where are you, honey?

What the f*ck is this?

Elaine!

I'm sorry about what I said.

I don't hate you!

I'm just uh, disappointed.

Yeah, that's it, I'm just...

Disappointed and hurt?

Elaine.

Sweety.

Alright, alright,

you wanna divorce?

I'll give you a divorce.

Ron, dear?

sh*t.

Hah, spare!

I'll miss

watching the sun come up.

You'll get used to it.

Did you finish, Elaine?

Actually, I had a better idea.

She'll turn just before sunrise.

Figured she'd like

to see it again.

Just for old time's sake.

Payback for putting

four b*llet holes in me.

Goodbye, dear.

You know, it never really

was about the money.

It was about spending

the rest of my life

with someone as lifeless as you.

Hurry up, we

have less than 30 minutes!

You were great back there.

Thanks, sweety.

So were you.

Ma'am, you okay?

Cutting it pretty close.

Drive faster.

This is as fast as this

piece of sh*t goes, sweety.

What the hell are you doing?

I don't know.

It must have got a

flat or something.

sh*t, keep driving.

If I keep driving, it's

gonna make things worse.

There's a spare in the back.

What's taking so long?

I thought I saw something.

Open the door!

- sh*t!

- What?

It's in Elaine's purse

at the bottom of the river!

What about the house keys?

Well, she had them.

sh*t!

Don't you know

the combination?

It's not working!

It's been changed!

Elaine,

open the door!

Who's lifeless now, schmuck?

So we just

stay in here all night?

I don't know, I just,

I need some time to think.

Okay.

So do you do this for

all of your first dates,

or am I special?

What take them

to horror movies?

No, save them from werewolves

and J-horror cliches.

What?

You like me.

Do not.

It's okay, I'm pretty cool.

Yeah, you're okay, when

you're not being a diva.

Excuse me?

You know what, all my

attention's on you now.

So don't screw this up,

lover boy, pressure's on.

Did you hear that?

Yeah, hang on.

Jesus Christ, it's

Michael Martin.

Michael Martin was in

Slumber Party Slaying.

The k*ller in Camp

Blood is Norman Ferris.

I think I love you.

I know.

Finch, Finch!

Norman Ferris, no defense.

Finch!

Is that

supposed to work?

Man, I don't know, he

drowned in the movie!

God,

you're such a geek!

No, I'm not!

So Jack,

you said your parents left

just before I got here?

They do that a lot, huh?

Just leave you here alone in

this big old house by yourself?

I'm not alone.

You're just like all

the other sitters.

No one ever believes me.

Hey, hey, take it easy.

I believe you, it's just

a little unusual, is all.

It's cool.

It's just I don't normally

take jobs by text message.

I like to talk to

the parents first.

That way I know

what rules to break.

I don't know about you,

but I like to eat and

watch TV at the same time.

But, but we're

not supposed to.

Mom always says that when...

Well, she isn't here, is she?

So it'll be our little secret.

Plus there's a pirates

versus ninjas movie on.

Yay!

You see this,

you pirate b*tches?

Uh, somebody save me!

Don't you

see it will never end?

Pirate k*lling ninja,

ninja k*lling pirate.

It'll never stop.

No, no it won't.

Not unless I k*ll

every last one of them.

He's just a peasant.

The poor sheath

can hide this steel.

I've got your back, pirate.

What was that?

There's

too many of them!

You and Julia get out of here!

Jack!

Hey, Jack!

You guys have a cat

or dog or something,

you forgot to tell me about?

Ninjas and pirates,

it's a new generation.

Then what was that?

I don't know.

Probably the monsters.

The monsters?

The monsters in my room.

You have monsters

in your room?

Yeah, I'm sure

that's it, monsters.

Just one

more story, please?

Jack, you've had

just one more story

about seven or

eight times already.

It's time for bed, little buddy.

Aw, my other sitters

always read me more stories.

Hey speaking of,

how many other

sitters have you had?

You make it sound like no

one sticks around very long.

Come on, Sarah,

just one more story.

This one's my favorite.

Look, you don't want

to go to bed, I get that.

Is it the dark you're scared of?

I can leave the light on.

No, no, don't let

the light in, okay, promise?

Okay, okay, take it easy.

But think of it this way,

if the light's on, the monsters

are too scared to

come out, alright?

They always come out, always.

Oh.

That little monkey.

Jack!

Jack!

Don't make me come up...

There.

That's weird.

Jack, I thought I told you to...

It wasn't me, it

was the monsters.

And what monsters

would that be?

But they, they were...

Jack, there are so

such thing as monsters,

and there will be no

more playing, got it?

It's bed time, buddy.

Now sweet dreams.

No one ever believes me.

That is it, mister!

You are going to be in so much...

They're real!

The monsters!

I told you.

Jack, I gotta get

you out of here!

Oh, they're not

going to get me.

They're trying to

get away from me.

I like them, they're mine.

I won't ever let them leave.

Jack!

It's not them, it's me.

I'm the monster.

The monster you're so scared of.

No!

It can't be!

It's like Dawn

of the Dead here.

Kinda yeah, with like

tweaking out zombies.

No, like real 1978

lumbering Romero zombies.

Well, I guess it's time

for the chicken exit.

Do you think we

could push through?

We're gonna have to

before they come fully to.

You're kidding.

That's our only way out.

Okay.

Well, I'm

not really sure

how I'm gonna top this

for a second date.

Second date?

Well yeah, I mean,

I kinda wanna take you

out again, if you want to.

I had fun!

And I guess you could say

I saved your a*s in there,

so I feel like you owe me.

I owe you?

Okay, one condition, no movies.

Do you hear something?