Blade Cuts Deeper, The (2024)

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- Okay,

camera rolling.

- Speed, take four.

All right, and action.

- Good evening,

I am John Abbott.

A wise man once apined

that the pen was

mightier than the sword.

But tonight we will see

why the g*n trumps both

as the ultimate dispenser of

both horror and heart rate.

As we delve into the

deepest, darkest depths

of the "Widowmaker sn*per",

both terrible and tragic,

it was at this very location

that the serial k*ller James

Castor branded The Widowmaker

by a petrified public,

finally had his reign

of evil ended when

he was cornered

and shot to death by police.

It was merely hours

earlier when the Widowmaker

had incorporated a new element

to his bloody

ritual of killings.

Having already taken four

lives over three days

of bloodshed, the Widowmaker

constructed a custom

video recording apparatus

that connected to the

scope of his r*fle.

His morbid intention

was to record the gruesome

killings of his victims

so he could go home

and watch them die

over and over again.

Thankfully, police marksman

put paid to his

demented fantasy,

but not before he

claimed one last victim

and it was here

that that victim,

one Mrs. Jennifer Lowers,

was k*lled on camera.

Merely an hour earlier,

Mr. And Mrs. Lowers

had attended their

very first ultrasound

after getting pregnant.

The couple enjoyed

a carefree walk

through the park afterwards,

casually chatting about

names for the baby

and how to break the very

happy news to their in-laws.

But fate stepped in

to write a very different

and very, very tragic headline.

The following is a reenactment,

but viewer discretion

is advised.

Slowly, methodically,

painstakingly,

the Widowmaker prepares

to begin hunting,

his pulse racing.

The sn*per seeks

an island of calm

before he begins

scanning for a target.

Finally with r*fle loaded

and camera rolling, he's ready.

Once in position, he takes

a breath to compose himself.

His victim selected,

the Widowmaker

prepares to strike.

Bullseye.

Basking in the cold-blooded

thrill of the k*ll,

the sn*per was unaware

that his nefarious

activities had been spotted

by a vigilant member of the

public who called the police.

The authorities mobilized swift

and converged on the maniac,

giving him no opportunity

to escape the scene.

Surrounded with no

chance of escape,

the Widowmaker decides

to go down sh**ting.

- On the floor!

- And his reign of terror

is abruptly ended.

Many people want their

five minutes of fame,

but for some, it comes

at the ultimate price,

their life.

Welcome to tonight's episode

of "Lights, Camera, k*ll".

- Wow,

how's that for starting the

evening off with a bang?

I think we can all agree,

the Season One finale of

"Lights, Camera, k*ll"

looks as though it's

gonna be the best yet.

And I am pretty confident,

most, if not all of you,

have managed to work out who

our special guest is tonight.

Yeah, you got it.

Accompanied by a cast member

of the very program

you've just watched,

it is my pleasure

to introduce to you

the visionary behind

"Lights, Camera, k*ll"

the one, the only, John Abbott.

- Thank you Michelle.

It's great to be here tonight

in front of you

wonderful people.

Thank you all for being here.

Great to see you.

Yes, it's an absolute pleasure.

You see tonight,

and the season finale of

"Lights, Camera, k*ll"

represents the end of a

long, hard journey for me.

You see, ladies and gentlemen,

when I set out to make LCK,

everyone told me that it was

a waste of my time and talent.

No mainstream channel

would touch it.

Investors were

thin on the ground

and indeed I found

out very quickly

that these days,

money men would prefer

to dump their hard earned

into virtue signaling excretia

as opposed to

entertaining television.

So I thought to hell with

it, I gave up on television

and I begged, borrowed and stole

enough cash to make

"Lights, Camera, k*ll".

And here we are.

The show that they said

would never be made,

the show that they said

would never be a success,

well, it just goes to show

that they know

absolutely nothing.

With that said, we

thought that tonight

would be the perfect place

to screen a sneak peek

of the season finale

of "Lights, Camera, k*ll"

before it streams live

next Tuesday night.

And we hoped that you would

all help to spread the word

using one of three hashtags

that we have created

for this episode.

So if you could all use

#JusticeforJennifer,

#TheWidowmaker, or our

original #LightsCameraKill,

you'll be letting others

know that we are here tonight

and that next Tuesday

is certainly something

that everybody should

be excited for.

- Okay, that's enough

shameless self-promotion.

- Allow me to introduce

my guest tonight.

Our lovely victim,

shot dead by the evil

and despicable sn*per, Olivia.

So our season finale

of "Lights Camera k*ll".

If you liked what

you saw, did you?

Well, you'll be glad to

know that you won't need

to wait long for more

Lights Camera k*ll

as on Monday we start

filming Series Two.

That's seven more

episodes of hard hitting

and uncompromising real

crime investigation.

- That's fantastic, John.

But I believe there's another

piece of exciting news

for our fans here tonight.

- Indeed, there is, in

order to bridge the gap

until series two is finished,

we are also working

on a special episode

to stream live on November 5th.

I'm sure you can all guess

what event will be the

main focus of that one.

- I can tell you I'm pumped

about that special John,

and this brings us to the

Q&A section of the evening.

If it's all right, I'd

like to start things off

by asking a question myself.

You know I'm a big

fan of the show.

I'd just like to ask you,

John, what inspired you

to make this particular episode?

And I'd like to ask

Olivia, was it difficult

to step into the

shoes of someone

whose life ended so

violently and abruptly?

- For me, the tale of

the Widowmaker is almost,

it's almost like

a Greek tragedy.

The terrible toll of victims,

and particularly the suffering

of Jennifer Lowers, her husband

and her unborn child.

It's why I knew that it was

the story I had to tell.

- I didn't take on

the role lightly.

It's obviously not the same as

playing a fictional character

where you work your own nuances

and shapes into

their personality.

This was a real

person who was popular

amongst everyone that knew her,

and she came to such a

terrible, tragic end.

So as an actor, I wouldn't

be doing my job properly

if I didn't try my best to

represent her accurately

on screen, as well as respecting

the feelings of the

people she left behind.

She obviously loved

her husband very much.

They had so much

to look forward to.

- Please go ahead.

- Hi guys, given the huge,

huge success of your show,

are you planning on

using any of your profits

to donate to local charities

or helping organizations that

support victims of crime?

- With respect sir,

there are very many

people out there who

make a lot more than I do

and work nowhere near as hard

through their

involvement in production

of real crime TV,

film and literature.

I'd suggest that you

go and ask them first.

- With respect John, I'm

not asking them right now.

I'm asking you.

- Well, folks, it's

like I always say,

some people will do

anything for money

and their five minutes of fame.

- John, just move things on.

- Next question.

- What's wrong?

Was it the question

about the money?

- Of course not, sweetheart.

I don't give a f*ck about them.

I saw someone in the

audience I recognized,

can't quite place him though.

He looked familiar but

different at the same time.

- You still okay

to take me home?

- Yes, yes, I'll drop you off.

What is it?

- Sophia is leaving.

She took a phone

call and walked out.

- No, no, no, no, look, listen.

You tell her to get

back into that room

and finish the edit.

That special needs to be

finished by the weekend.

- She's

headed to her car.

- Look, you get your arse

out into the car park

and you f*cking stop her

before she f*cking leaves.

- The car's gone.

- Look, you're a useless arse.

Who's gonna finish the edit now?

- I'll get

Jackson on it straight away.

- Well in that case, I'm

coming back right now.

- We'll be fine.

Go home, spend some

time with your wife.

- Sure, sure.

I'll just leave

responsibility of delivery

to the assistant editor.

Yeah, great idea.

- Great,

see you tomorrow.

- That was sarcasm,

I'm coming in.

Can you believe the turnout?

I was assured it

would be a full house.

Yeah, sold out.

They were her exact words.

But how many do you

think were there?

No, no, I'll tell you,

not f*cking enough.

That's how many, and

what kind of buzz

are a handful of idiots

gonna make online.

You're gonna have to

walk the rest of the way.

- Not far from

here, two minutes.

- Good, you'll be

home in no time, now!

- Hi.

- Jennifer.

- Olivia?

- Jennifer.

- Please.

Jennifer is dead, I'm

just an actor there.

My name is Olivia.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

but I'm not Jennifer.

My name's Olivia.

- Jennifer.

- I'm sorry, I didn't

mean to leave you.

I'm here now.

- Olivia.

Olivia, Olivia.

Hello, Olivia.

- Hi sweetheart,

listen, apologies for earlier.

I know walking home

wasn't part of the deal,

but it really is

an emergency here,

I'll come over later and

we can talk some more

about future roles

once I'm finished.

- k*ll, k*ll.

- Sophia's calling.

I need to take it.

I hope that this

call is to inform me

of your imminent return.

Well, I'm not even

sure that your job

will be waiting here

for you tomorrow.

What the f*ck do you mean dear

that you can't make

it in tomorrow?

Family emergency.

Well, so what?

It's not my family,

why should I care?

No, wrong, that is

completely and utterly wrong.

All I care about is

getting the next episode

of my award-winning

TV show finished.

At which point you'll

have plenty of time

to nurse your elderly

parents to death

because you will

be out of a job.

Hey, hold that door.

I haven't seen you

before, you new?

- Yes sir, my name's Noah.

I started today.

- Okay Noah, American are we?

- Got that right.

Texas born and bred.

- Interesting.

- Mr. Abbott, can I ask, the

artwork for the new episode?

- Ah yes, bring something

along to the edit bay

in about 20, I'll have a look.

- Okay, it's just that.

- Do you know the difference

between the US and

a pot of yogurt?

If you left a pot

of yogurt alone

for 300 years, it would

develop a f*cking culture.

- So that's box man?

- Don't take it personally.

- Evening John.

Any news on the furniture?

- What?

- Oh, well we've been here

for a month now, John.

And I'm still using the

equipment from the last company

who owned the place.

- And?

- And it would be nice

to have a comfortable chair,

surveillance equipment

from this century.

I don't know, decorate.

- Yes, yes, darling, fine.

I'll put an order in

for a vibrating chair

so you can have a nap at work.

Would that make you happy?

- Yeah, you try sitting

on a stool all night.

- This new security

guard, does he seem okay?

- What?

- The new rent a cop.

These guys aren't as

cheap as they should be,

you know, but seem okay.

Competent, does he

appear to have a brain?

- Yeah, yeah, he seems fine.

Well, I'm covering

while he gets to grips

with the night shift,

but he should be starting

the reception from Monday.

Oh, John, John,

your idea, not mine.

- Quicker to train an ape

than a f*cking Yankee twat.

- Hi, yeah, no, I'm still here.

- Celebrate, for most this

time of year was a chance

to revel in the spectacle.

Waste of f*cking money.

But not all want to

remember, remember

the 5th of November, right?

- Come back.

What's the lake

said it look like?

- So the dreaded first

day or night in your case,

how's it going?

- Can't complain.

You know, night shift's

not for everyone.

I quite like it,

once you acclimatize,

you know, money's decent.

Most places are

quiet after hours.

- It usually is here.

Just watch out for motor

mouth when he's on a deadline.

He's a cantankerous c**t,

as you might have noticed.

- Well thanks for the

warning and yeah, I noticed.

- Got any plans for the weekend?

- Yeah, bottle of wine,

some dinner with you.

- No chance, I'll be working

here for the rest of my life.

- Ladies first.

- Thank you kind sir.

- Did you design all

these here posters?

- Yeah, gratuitous

to say the least.

- Nah, I kind of like them.

- Thanks, so does Abbott.

It is the first thing

he did when we moved in,

hung all the posters along

here for everyone to see.

Rita refers to it

as his ego walkway.

- Well, we've got one

thing in common then.

- What's that?

- Our shitty taste in art.

- How's Rita settling you in?

- Oh, she's great.

She spends all her

time on her phone

gossiping with her friends.

- Yeah, take notes,

when she's not here,

you'll be the one

answering the phones

and dishing all the dirt.

- Yeah.

Yeah, it's quite sad actually.

Oh, hang on a sec, hello?

Hello.

Noah, are you there?

We've got a randomer

at the front door,

probably a drunk.

Can you come and bid

him goodnight please?

- No problem,

I'm on my way.

- Security will be with

you shortly, thanks.

- Hey, what's up?

- Idiot at the front door.

- All right, I'll

go take a look.

- You there, yeah, I can't

believe it to be honest.

He was.

- Hello, anyone there?

Hey, anyone here?

I'll be a son of a b*tch.

f*ck it.

- He has really painted

himself into a corner.

But it's one thing to

fall out with your nearest

and dearest but like this.

Yeah, exactly.

He's taken a giant

sh*t on his doorstep

and it expects everyone

else to wipe his arse.

What did you think of the show?

I'm not gonna lie, I watched

it all in one sitting.

Yeah, honestly, once it

started I couldn't turn it off.

Yeah, yeah, it's

definitely worth a look.

- There's no way we

can leave that line in.

- Yes, yes sweetheart,

it is a line that sticks

in people's minds.

They won't forget it.

- Yeah, but it's just so cheesy.

- It doesn't matter.

These sorts of lines,

they end up being quoted.

They help people

spread the word.

Look, it is easy to remember

and when it is easy to remember,

people tell their

friends about it

and the more people

know about it,

the more people that

will f*cking watch.

I can't believe I have

to explain this to you.

It's embarrassing.

- Come on Nathan,

what's your opinion?

- I don't care, keep it in.

- Ah, you see the

writer is on board.

He says keep it in.

Oh yeah.

While I think on it, Nathan,

that little film festival

you sent me to earlier.

- Great, so how'd it go?

- It was a total and

utter waste of time.

You assured me that Michelle

had a large following,

sold out was a particularly

contentious phrase

that I heard banded around.

- Well it's a local festival.

It is difficult to get people

interested in smaller events.

- Yes, well it would've

been useful to know that

before I wasted my valuable time

talking to what may

have been 15 people.

Oh, that bloody radio of

yours, for Christ sake Nathan,

how many times have I told you.

- Excuse me, chaps.

- Go on then, f*ck off.

- I don't mind doing the over

time, but if I have a life.

Yeah, all right, bye.

- Where do you

think you're going?

- I just thought it'd

be an opportune moment

to answer the call of nature.

- Yeah, you go get yourself

a little deep fried Mars bar.

But that line stays in.

- Right.

r*cist c**t.

- The fifth of

November, remember.

Hello?

For f*ck sake.

- Yeah, it's me.

I need to hire an editor,

as soon as possible.

- Jesus.

- Why are you

pissing in the dark?

- Well the lights were

on when I came in.

You scared the sh*t

outta me there.

- Sorry.

- Know I think Abbott's right.

You need to keep that thing

switched off when

you're at work.

- He just loves to complain.

This little Butte has

landed us some great scoops

in the past and

she will do again.

He knows it too.

- Yeah, if you say so,

I got paid yesterday.

- What?

- I got paid yesterday

and Abbott said he was gonna

give me a little extra,

you know, for appearing

in that last episode

we shot for Series One.

- How much did you get paid?

- Nothing, that's the point.

You said he'd give

500 for appearing

and then a little on top of

that to cover travel expenses.

But he hasn't even

paid my petrol.

- Have you spoken

to him about it?

- How much did you

get for appearing?

- I'm nipping out.

Do you want anything

from the shop?

- No, thanks.

Nathan.

You wouldn't perhaps turn

off the lights, nay bother.

Bollocks.

- Well, my issue

is that the editor

you have provided me

with has neither the wit

nor the wisdom to work

on a job such as this.

Oh yes and he also

needs to learn

when to keep his

f*cking mouth shut.

Excuse me, oh, who

am I, who are you?

I am John Abbot and

I'm making something.

- Abbott, check this out,

f*cking nailed it mate.

- Hello, Mr. Roberts.

I've finished working

on the latest poster

you asked for and.

- 999,

what's your emergency?

- Help me, he's got a knife.

He's k*lled someone and

now he's coming for me.

- Stay calm

Miss, do you know who it is?

Where are they now?

- I don't know, I don't

know, they entered the room

and Jackson was dead.

His throat was cut.

- Tell me where

you are, tell me your name.

I need to know your

name, are you there?

It's really important that

you tell me where you are.

Can you talk to me?

- The lift, it stopped.

- Are you trapped?

- No.

- Stay inside

the lift, do not get out.

Stay in the lift, don't move.

Tell me the address

so I can get someone

home as soon as possible.

Do you have control

of the lift door?

- What?

- Can the door

be opened from the outside?

Make sure that no one

can open that door.

Keep talking to me Miss,

please tell me where you are.

Are you okay?

You me still here me?

It's gonna be okay.

- Confirm

reports of a stabbing suspect

could still be in

the area, over.

Location, over.

Racing corporation

for that, over.

- f*ck a duck, Abbott.

Abbott!

- Yes, yes, I don't care

about the that you contract.

I want did tomorrow

at 8:00 AM sharp

because I've got

a program to make.

I've gotta go, Ciao.

I don't appreciate being

interrupted Nathan.

What is it?

- The radio, dispatch saying

there's a knife

man on the loose.

- Bloody radio of yours.

Okay, let's get on it.

Better be someone in reception

to open the f*cking door.

Where the hell's Rita?

Or that redneck twat?

Hey,

who the f*ck just let us in?

- Control, over.

- Come on, come on.

What have you got for us?

- Okay,

on the ninth, one

operator believe

could also be KSI.

- Christ, two deaths.

Let's get back to the booth.

- Now a grade one

call, location is confirmed

and officers are advised

to proceed with caution

on arriving at Crash Studios.

Repeat, officer inbound

to grade one Crash Studios

should proceed with all caution.

- Wait, did I just

hear that right?

The police have been called

to a double m*rder here.

- It's a hoax, someone's

f*cking with us.

Where's that useless editor?

- Abbott wait.

- That's Jennifer Lowers.

- Don't touch anything.

- But the episode.

- This is a crime scene.

- Let's get the

f*ck out of here.

What are you doing?

- The phones.

- What is it?

John.

John.

Open the door John.

- It's over.

- Open the door, John.

- Everything I've

built, it's over.

- Don't say that

we can do anything.

I really love it here.

No one else would touch me.

- You were cheap.

- Why are you doing this to me?

I just tell stories.

And people love them.

It doesn't matter

what you've done,

it only matters

what they see.

- This is the police, is

anyone there, the police.

The door is locked.

Everyone out!