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Soon (2025)

Pop Goes the Weasel?! Thriller & Mystery Movie Collection.
(Psychological/Film Noir/Mystery/etc.)

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Soon (2025)

Post by bunniefuu »

(film reel clattering)

(brooding music)

(pensive music)

(dramatic music)

Come with us.

Come with us before he kills you.

(woman screaming)

(dramatic music)

(door clattering)

(pensive music)

(phone buzzing)

[TV Character] So beautiful,

so greedy, so cold.

(phone buzzing)

[TV Character] Governor, who'll be next.

How will it happen?

[TV Character] Let me

ask you a question, Doctor.

You were the first one

to see my wife there.

Did you also see anything

that she could have climbed

up on and then jumped?

[TV Character] No.

[TV Character] Did any of them?

There was nothing.

How then did she get up there so high?

[TV Character] Exactly, Mr. Lauren, how?

She couldn't have pulled herself up there.

She couldn't have

dropped from the ceiling.

Do you think your wife k*lled herself?

(door clattering)

(crickets chirping)

(switch clicking)

(brooding music)

(pensive music)

(dramatic music)

(woman gasping)

(phone buzzing)

(brooding music)

(flashlight rasping)

(switch clicking)

(door clattering)

(crickets chirping)

(feet shuffling)

(phone buzzing)

(footsteps plodding)

(door slamming)

(footsteps plodding)

(Ryan breathing heavily)

(crickets chirping)

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(eerie music)

(footsteps plodding)

(door creaking)

(eerie music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

(eerie music continues)

(latch clicking)

(footsteps plodding)

(switch clicking)

(crickets chirping)

(door clattering)

(footsteps plodding)

(doorknobs clattering)

(eerie music)

Night, Doctor.

Goodnight, Annabelle.

The crime you two planned

was indeed perfect.

Only the victim is alive

and the murderers are not.

It's a pity you didn't know

when you started your game

of m*rder that I was playing, too.

(pensive music)

(item thudding)

(footsteps plodding)

(brooding music)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

(door squeaking)

(door creaking)

(footsteps plodding)

(brooding music)

(door clattering)

(phone buzzing)

(gate clattering)

(phone buzzing)

(brooding music continues)

(hand thudding)

(hands smacking)

Hey, guys, uh, welcome to Valli Video.

Today, I have another

unboxing video for you today.

Um, start over.

Hey, guys, welcome to Valli Video.

Uh, today, I got another unboxing video.

But first, make sure you

(speaking gibberish).

(hands smacking and rasping)

Hey, guys, uh, welcome to Valli Video.

Today, I got another

unboxing video for you.

But first, uh, make sure

you smash that like button,

hit subscribe, and leave

a comment down below.

Okay, let's, uh, let's

get into it. (Laughs)

Now, I managed to score

a pair of new Nike's

on a surprise drop.

The bots were fricking brutal

as usual, but I got 'em.

Now retail, these are 150,

but I'm already seeing

them pop up past five bills

on some resale sites, (laughs)

which is, like, crazy fast.

And I haven't even

opened mine yet. (Laughs)

Well, let's change that.

(box cutter clattering)

Oh, yeah, um, don't forget

to follow me at Valli Video

on Twitter and Instagram.

I, um, I try to let you guys

know when there's a new drop.

(Pete laughs)

Better you than a bot, that's what I say.

Okay, um, all right, let's

open these bad boys up.

(box cutter rasping)

(doorbell ringing)

(box cutter rasping)

(doorbell ringing)

(box cutter clattering and thudding)

(box thudding)

(lid clanking)

(footsteps plodding)

Hello.

[Ray] Hey, Peter.

Dad?

[Ray] Yeah, it's me. Let me up.

Uh, what are you doing here?

Would you just buzz me in?

(button clicking)

(hand knocking)

(latch clicking)

Hey, Pete, how you doing today?

Uh, fine.

Yeah, great, man, I'm gonna

use your bathroom real quick.

Okay.

(latch clicking)

(notification chiming)

(footsteps plodding)

That's much better.

You know, I used to be able

to drive twice as long,

never have to stop.

(laughs) Guess I'm just getting old.

Yeah, Dad, what are you doing here?

Son, we need to talk. Come on.

(notification chiming)

(footsteps plodding)

You drove three hours just to talk?

Why didn't you just call?

Would you have answered?

I...

(Ray sighs)

Look, I know you've always been closer

to your mother than to me.

It's just the way it is.

Go on, have a seat.

Still, you drove three hours,

and you didn't even know if I'd be home?

I would've waited. It's that important.

What's going on?

Where's Mom? Why didn't she come?

Your mom and I have

been discussing things,

and, well, it's time we

talk to you about it.

I felt it best that she not

come with me this go-round.

You know how your mom could be.

Are you guys getting a divorce?

(laughs) What? No, God, no.

No, no, no, no, nothing

like that. (Laughs)

(notification chiming)

(Ray sighs)

No, but, um, we have been

discussing our future.

Peter, I'm looking at retiring

in the next couple of years.

It's cool.

Well, believe me when I

tell you it's coming up fast.

And your mom and I, well,

we got a lotta things

we wanna do on the back nine of our lives.

So we've been discussing

our finances lately,

and we just wanna make sure

all our ducks are in a row.

(notification chiming)

Hey, uh, you mind turning that thing off?

This is important.

Thank you.

Pete, we provided for

you for a long time now,

maybe too long.

What?

(Ray sighs)

You wanted to go to school

in Chicago, no problem.

But after three years,

you just up and quit.

I mean, who does that?

You always bring this up.

No, no, no, no, let me finish.

I mean, we get you this

apartment to go to school,

and when you decide to

drop outta school, well,

we figured you'd come home.

When you decided to stay,

well, then we thought you'd get a job.

I have a job.

Pete, a real job.

You bag groceries down

at the grocery store.

I stock groceries.

(Ray sighs)

Pete, you're 25 years old. (Sighs)

You're an adult now.

There's responsibilities

that come along with that.

So?

You were supposed to get

a roommate to split the rent

and the utilities.

That never happened.

To this day, your mom and

I are paying the full rent

and utilities for this place.

I mean, you have a job,

but we're still sending you an allowance

for living expenses.

Hell, we're even paying for the parking

and insurance on the car

that you hardly ever use.

At least you never use it

to come see us. Am I right?

(Ray sighs)

Now you've been working at that

grocery store for years now.

You gotta have some money saved up, right?

I don't really.

[Ray] Just something saved up.

We've been taking care of everything else.

I, I mean, it's a little

Come on, Pete, geez.

What?

I've been building my brand,

and it isn't exactly cheap.

My best-performing content on

YouTube are unboxing videos.

So I have to buy stuff to unbox,

God, not to mention the

social media side of things.

Do you, do you know how

hard it is, uh, competing

for Instagram followers when you have

those trust-fund assholes

flying their private jets

to their private islands?

All right, so you're supposed

to make money on these videos, right?

[Pete] What are you doing?

I'm looking up your YouTube page.

It's called a channel. (Sighs)

Yeah.

It says here you have 519 subscribers.

So what do they pay you,

what, um, monthly, yearly?

No, Dad, you get paid based

off of how many views you get.

Okay, sure.

Your last video has 46 views.

[Pete] Adds up over time. It's new.

Okay, all right, here we have 80 views,

30 views, 120 views,

oh, 250 views.

Okay, yeah.

So, what, they, they

pay you a dollar a view,

50 cent a view?

It's complicated. I...

(Ray scoffs)

It's complicated.

You know what isn't complicated?

Your mom and I sent you to

get a $100,000 education,

and you quit with just

one year to go, Pete.

So instead, we spent $75,000 on tuition,

and you, sir, have nothing to show for it.

(Ray sighs)

You know, (laughs) by

now, I thought you'd be

on Broadway in New York

or, hey, maybe even in

Hollywood making movies,

you know, my son, big time actor.

(Ray sighs)

Come home.

Dad, I

Come home, Pete.

We're not gonna keep paying

rent on this apartment,

and the lease is almost up anyway. (Sighs)

We can't keep doing this.

You, you just need to come home.

Now you can have the

basement all to yourself

at, at least until you

get up on your feet,

and your mom and I, well,

we won't charge you a dime.

So take your time because

we still wanna help you,

but, uh, we can't keep

doing what we're doing.

I mean, your mom and I, we

gotta think about our future,

and what's best for us, and

what's best for you, too.

(Ray sighs)

We love you, Pete.

Your mom and I, we really love you.

Now, you may not

understand that right now,

but we're doing this

because we love you. (Sighs)

Well, you've got a lot to think about,

so I'm sure you don't really wanna see me

around here right now anyway.

I'm gonna let you be.

Hey, um, please give your mom a call.

She'd love to hear from you.

You could talk this over with her.

Going to use your bathroom one more time

before I hit the road.

(pensive music)

(door clattering)

So those are the

units we have available.

Do you see anything you like?

Um, yeah, which one had the lowest rent?

The one-bedroom is 1,100 a month,

the studio, 950, plus utilities.

'Kay.

(phone ringing)

I have to take this. Give me a minute.

If you are interested in

apartment, fill out application.

I do have other showings, so

this first come, first served.

- Sure.

- Hello, yes.

(pensive music)

(pensive music continues)

Okay, goodbye.

Are you all set?

Okay, let's go back to my office.

I will need photo ID and

payment for application fee.

Wait, is your income correct?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

I cannot approve application

with such a low income level.

Do you have anybody to co-sign for you,

parents or roommates?

Uh, no, that, that's okay.

- Um.

- Sorry.

(pensive music resumes)

(door clattering)

Can I get a beer please?

Thanks.

Hey.

Pete.

Yeah?

Wait, Tahlia?

Yeah, I didn't recognize you

without the beard. (Laughs)

Holy sh*t, uh.

Yeah, it's been a minute.

Uh, so how have you been doing? (Laughs)

You know, drinking before

noon, so not the greatest.

Ah, I know what you mean. (Laughs)

Do you have a minute?

Do you wanna catch up for a bit?

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure, free.

Cool.

Is this too weird?

No, I, I mean, it is weird, but.

Yeah, it's been, what, like five years?

Since junior new year of college, yeah.

I'm sorry.

I just, I just feel like I

should apologize for, you know,

not reaching out to you this entire time.

I mean, I'm not gonna lie,

I was confused and angry.

I mean, it's not all in my head, right?

Like, we were best friends, (laughs)

Completely inseparable for a

year and a half and then...

I know.

So what happened?

It's like you disappeared overnight.

I don't know.

I mean, there was a lot going on

with me in general that year.

But I mean, with you specifically with,

do you remember the last

time we actually hung out?

It was right after summer

break heading into junior year.

And the first thing I wanted to do

when I was back in the city was see you.

And I distinctly remember

something feeling off.

Like, I wasn't being genuine,

or, or like I was faking something, uh.

And it shook me.

And since we weren't living

in the same dorm building anymore,

I kind of felt like I was losing you

to some of your other friends,

which I know is super selfish and stupid.

But, um, that's just where my head was at.

Well, the last time I

remember seeing you was,

I don't know, I ran into you before class.

Um, we hadn't spoken in,

like, a month and a half,

and I was really excited to see you.

But then when you, I know

when I tried to talk to you,

you just completely blew me off.

That hurt.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I don't even remember that.

I guess I just don't

know what I did wrong.

No, no, no, it wasn't you. Believe me.

I, that entire year I was

just in a really bad place.

I mean, I was so messed

up by the end, I just,

I knew I couldn't go back.

Oh, so you did drop out?

Yeah.

Whoa.

I guess I was never sure. That's crazy.

Not that I'm trying to

shame you or anything.

Oh, it's okay.

Might not have been the smartest thing,

but it was definitely what I needed.

Can I ask why?

Yeah, um, it's just

everything with school.

I mean, I don't know how it was

for you in the dance department,

but in the acting department,

everything just became

an absolute nightmare.

I mean, the politicking, the

backstabbing, the favoritism,

it's like, it's like you do

exactly what they tell you

to do, but no matter what,

it's just not enough,

or you're not enough.

I just, I didn't like what I became.

It's crazy to look back and think

of how stupid I was

just trying to be edgy,

or different, or whatever.

You weren't that bad.

Except for the part when

I abandoned my best friend.

Well, you weren't all

that bad all the time.

(Tahlia laughs)

A couple of things that

year really just broke me.

I mean,

like, first, I interview for

this really selective class,

and I show up, and the

professor is this massive dude

wearing a dirty T-shirt and sweatpants.

Like, I'm supposed to be impressing you?

And then he sh*t over every

single response that I give him.

Fine.

But then I interview for

the LA internship program,

which is basically the reason

why I chose that college.

I made the dean's list every semester.

I never got anything lower

than a B+ in any class.

Everything I did was to

get into that program.

And I thought the interview went great,

but rejected.

At first, they said try again next year,

but I was really pissed.

So I sent them an email asking them

for more specific reasons

why I wasn't selected

and why I felt like I earned that spot.

And they never responded.

[Tahlia] That's horrible.

That's when I kind of just gave up,

and it kind of feels good

to say that out loud.

God, did I just completely

screw up or what?

I don't know.

I mean, if it's what you

needed, it's what you needed.

And if it was a huge mistake,

then always time to fix those.

I mean, this morning,

could you have imagined

that you'd be telling

me all this? (Laughs)

I don't know what it is about you,

you just always make me open up.

Yeah, me too, it's our connection.

Guess we haven't lost that.

I should not have been so

scared to ask you out back then.

I always had a thing for you

ever since we first met and we were

partners in that class project, remember?

Maybe you should have.

(Tahlia laughs)

Uh, so what, what have you been up to?

Do you still act?

No, not really.

It's a shame. You were good.

Ever since leaving school,

I just, I really wanted

something that I could control.

You know, I was too jaded

to go to New York or LA,

and I was too embarrassed to go back home.

So I stayed here, and I found

that I really like making

YouTube videos, actually.

Oh, like what?

Uh, mostly unboxing videos.

It's not like I have a big following.

I mean, I try, but really

happy when I do it.

Hey, that's what matters.

What else do you do for, like, work?

I, um, I do stocking at a grocery store.

Oh. (Laughs)

Yeah, maybe dropping out was a mistake.

(Tahlia laughing)

Probably, yeah.

What about you? Do you still dance?

Yes, uh, I teach kids and teens.

Oh, that's awesome.

Yeah, it's, it's more of a side thing.

Um, I, I'm a lead server at a restaurant.

Job is whatever, but the money's decent,

mostly evenings and weekends, though,

so I stopped going out for productions,

not that I was getting any. (Laughs)

Then I started giving

lessons during the day.

It's a lot of work, sometimes too much,

but usually ends up being

a pretty good balance

between sustainability and fulfillment.

Yeah, that's, that's, that's awesome.

Thanks.

So is, um, is today one of those days

where it's just all too much?

Oh, uh, yeah, (laughs)

just blowing off some steam.

- Yeah. (Laughs)

- Yeah.

What about you? What's

driven you to day drink?

It all leads back to

those bad decisions.

I've, I've been a real

as*h*le to my parents.

I, I pushed them away,

but I've still been taking their money.

It's, it's pathetic actually.

- Hey.

- No, no, it's the truth.

I, and now they're cutting me off.

I, I'm, I'm broke as hell.

I'm gonna lose my apartment.

I, I can't afford anything here anymore.

I've been selling off

basically everything I own,

and even then, I'm

probably only gonna last

another a couple months.

I, just looks like I'll just have

to move back in with my mom and dad.

I've, God, 25 years old moving

back into my parents' basement.

What an idiot.

(laughs) It's okay.

Sorry, I,

just all this has just

been building up, I guess.

So it's just time for

it to come out, sorry.

Hey, you, you can't

hold all that inside.

Where have you been the last five years?

Well, don't you have any

roommates to help with rent?

How many rooms?

It's two, been using the spare as sort

of, like, a storage room thing.

'Kay, this might be crazy,

but I'm currently in the process of trying

to find a new apartment,

and I can come check it out.

And if it's not a complete sh*thole,

then I could figure something out.

I could, I don't know, sublet

or put my name on the lease

and figure it-

Uh, that's really, really

nice of you,

but you don't have-

I mean, just think about it.

Do you need my number?

If it's still the

same, I never deleted it.

(pensive music)

(hand knocking)

(door clattering)

- Hey.

- Hey.

Uh, I just wanted to check in,

see how you're settling in.

Oh, yeah, I'm all good.

That's good.

Thank you again so much for doing this.

I really appreciate it.

It's all good. (Laughs)

I'm happy we could help each other out.

I just hope you're not a sh*t roommate.

(both laughing)

But really, I'm, I'm glad

it worked out like this.

Me too.

Goodnight.

Night.

(lips smacking)

(pensive music continues)

(Tahlia laughs)

(Pete moans)

(lips smacking)

(Tahlia laughing)

Hey.

Hey.

(Tahlia laughing)

I checked out your YouTube channel.

Yeah?

Yeah. I liked it.

That's good.

Have a few ideas.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

(Tahlia laughs)

(gentle music)

(pensive music)

(food sizzling)

(page rustling)

(pepper grinder rasping)

(utensils clinking)

That was good. (Laughs)

Who knew you could cook?

I learned from the best.

Seriously, I mean,

it wasn't that long ago

that you couldn't make mac

and cheese, let alone this.

(laughs) It's all you.

(utensil clinking)

How are numbers looking?

It's good.

Subscribers?

Little over 3,000.

That's great.

I bet you'll be at 5,000

by the end of the year.

Yeah, we'll see.

(Tahlia laughing)

I'm proud of you.

You're putting in the work

and seeing the results.

Stop.

What? It's true.

I mean, you make it

sound like it's all me.

I mean, sure, most of it is me,

but I couldn't do it without you.

- Well.

- Any of this.

I did tell you to

grow out your beard, so.

Oof, 'kay, I gotta get going.

(dishes clanking)

(gentle music)

When you coming home?

I'll be home for dinner.

Are you filming today?

- Yeah.

Want me to pick up food?

No, it's okay. I'll,

I'll just make something.

No, don't worry about it.

You'll be busy getting

your 5,000 subscribers.

Text me what you want.

Okay.

I love you.

(lips smacking)

Love you.

Have a good day.

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(pensive music)

(footsteps plodding)

(box thudding)

(footsteps plodding)

Hey, guys, welcome back to Valli Video.

Today's Friday, so you

know what that means.

It's Fan Mail Friday.

All right, you guys know the drill.

Check out the video description

for where you can send

me whatever you want me

to unbox live on camera.

Just remember to mark

it with the hashtag FMF.

And before we get started,

remember to hit the subscribe

button, like the video,

and leave a comment down below.

Also, check out my Patreon.

I wanna give a huge shout out

to all of my new subscribers.

Thank you guys so much for

supporting the channel.

You guys are the best.

That's what Fan Mail

Friday is all about, you.

All right, enough hype,

(laughs) let's get to it.

What do we got here, huh?

(pensive music)

There's no return info.

Uh, hopefully, your name's inside.

Guys, (laughs) I like knowing your names.

(box clattering)

(paper rustling)

Hey, I got a lion.

I, uh, I guess he's a king. (Laughs)

I guess you can call him

the Lion King. (Laughs)

Let's see.

Oh, you know what? There's

something else in here, too.

Maybe this will say who it's from.

(paper rustling)

Okay, um, well, it's just a card

that says the word soon.

Uh, that's interesting, I guess.

Uh, well, uh, thank you for the card,

uh, oh, and for the lion, too. (Laughs)

Okay, uh, let's see what else we got, um.

(finger tapping)

(pensive music)

(doll rasping)

(door clattering and squeaking)

(switch clicking)

(door clattering)

(footsteps plodding)

- Hey.

- Hey.

Do you always have to sit in the dark?

What's up? How'd the sh**t go?

Uh, good, hey, check this out.

It was in the Fan Mail Friday stuff.

It's cute, not really your thing, but

Yeah, I have no idea who

sent it, but this came with it.

Soon, what does that mean?

I don't know.

It's, I mean, it's kind of weird, right?

Yeah. I mean, I guess the more people

who watch your stuff,

you're bound to get a

creep or two. (Laughs)

It's kind of funny.

Is it?

(sighs) See, this is why

I told you to get a PO box

for the send-in videos.

I don't love that our

address is just out there.

Come on. Let's eat.

(plastic rustling)

(pensive music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

All right, thank you, Hillary,

so much for the package.

Thank you for being a subscriber

and supporting the channel.

(boxes thudding)

Okay, uh, we have one more box today.

(lid thudding)

(plastic rustling)

Wow, (laughs) there's

a lot of stuff in here.

Who sent this?

(pensive music)

No return info.

Hold on.

(footsteps plodding)

(plastic rustling)

(papers thudding)

(box clattering)

All right, uh, listen.

There's no return info on

this box, just hashtag FMF.

Now, at first I thought it was weird,

but then I remembered that the

exact same thing is written

on this box from the last Fan Mail Friday.

Like, it's clearly from the same person.

Is this what you meant when you said soon?

Look, this would all be a lot easier

if you just told me your name,

but, uh, all right, let's,

let's see what you sent.

(box rasping and clattering)

(sighs) Okay, um, what do we got here?

Uh, first up is a flask

with the letters RZ on it,

obviously not my initials, so.

(liquid sloshing)

Sounds like there's something in there.

(lid clattering)

(Pete sniffs)

Oh, my God, what the hell is that?

(Pete sniffs)

That is foul, man.

I have no idea what that is,

and I don't think I wanna know.

(lid clattering)

I can't even begin to describe

what that smells like.

That's just... (exhales)

(bottle thudding)

Okay, um, let's just keep going.

(paper rustling)

Uh, 'kay.

Um, it's like a framed photo of a castle,

and there's a king.

Don't really know what your

deal with kings are, but.

(Pete sighs)

Um.

(handle rasping)

'Kay, it's a, a old-school

metal pencil sharpener.

(sharpener rasping)

This kinda takes me back

to elementary school.

Do schools even still have these?

Don't know where you got that.

Um.

(paper rustling)

Okay, next up, we got a whistle.

Definitely not going to blow it,

especially after whatever's in that flask.

You know what? Hold on.

(feet shuffling)

(pensive music continues)

(door clattering)

(glass clinking)

Okay, um, probably gonna regret this,

but let's see what's inside this flask.

(lid clattering)

Oh.

(liquid sloshing)

Look at that, man.

I still have no idea what that is.

(Pete sniffs)

God, it smells like something rotting.

Ugh.

Man.

Uh.

(paper rustling)

Okay, uh, what else?

Um.

(paper rustling)

'Kay, uh, got a garage door opener.

Still has some battery.

(button clicking)

Wonder what it opens.

'Kay, um, looks like this

is the last thing in here.

It's a, it's a little lunchbox

that also reminds me of elementary school.

It's got some cute bears on it.

(contents rattling)

Sounds like there's something inside.

(Pete laughs)

You know, I'm feeling a little

skittish after the flask,

and I think I'm not

really learning my lesson,

but let's just see anyway.

(box clattering)

(paper rustling)

Okay.

Oh, it's soft, and it feels kind of moist.

(paper rustling)

(brooding music)

Oh, my God.

(item thudding)

What the hell is that?

Oh, that's... (exhales)

(pensive music)

Yeah.

Did ya have to use

one of the nice glasses?

I'm kidding.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't know.

At least it wasn't anything too crazy.

You know what I mean.

Should I even put this out there?

Doesn't it seem wrong to post it?

I mean, it's interesting,

and as screwed up as it is,

what's the downside?

He sends more stuff like that.

Yeah, but maybe people

get a kick out of it.

If they send more stuff, be more careful.

Wear gloves.

But it's kinda creepy.

Lean into it. I don't know.

sh**t it at night.

You really aren't worried?

I mean, what else is

there at this point?

They already have our address.

Might as well try to

get something out of it.

Should I go to the cops?

And tell them what,

someone tried to send you rotten fruit?

Maybe we're looking too deep into it.

Maybe it just happened in transit.

No, I don't buy that.

Yeah, me neither.

Have you tried looking up

the tracking information,

I don't know, see if that

shows where it's coming from?

No, but that's a really good idea.

(pensive music continues)

023, okay.

Nothing.

Look, not found.

I don't know.

Do what you think is best.

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

(finger tapping)

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

Are you sure you don't want

me here when you open it?

Yeah, probably just throw me off anyway.

Oh, well, whatever

weird stuff is in there

is gonna get you all worked up.

Don't want you freaking

out, especially in the dark.

I'll be fine.

I'm just trying to lean into

the weirdness of it all,

you know, help the vibe of

the video, like you said,

and I've got these.

What are those for?

In case there's something gross.

(Tahlia laughing)

What?

You can't wear those. (Laughs)

I got you these.

Uh, they won't distract

from the whole vibe

you're going for. (Laughs)

Thanks.

Good luck.

I love you.

Love you. (Laughs)

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

Hey, guys, welcome back.

Tonight, I have a very

special unboxing for you.

Looks like our mystery sender has sent me

yet another package.

I have no idea what's inside.

I don't know who's been sending these.

The last one was pretty

weird and upsetting,

so I can only imagine

what's inside of here

but definitely learned

my lesson last time.

So let's get to it.

(box clattering)

(paper rustling)

Okay, first up, (paper rustling)

Hmm,

another king.

So we know this is from the same guy.

I don't really know what

your deal is with kings

or why this one's all messed up, but.

(doll thudding)

What else?

(paper rustling)

'Kay, here we have a basketball trophy.

Looks like a participation

one that every kid would get.

Um, seems pretty normal,

except it's missing its head.

Getting weirder.

(trophy thudding)

(paper rustling)

It's the last item in here, it looks like,

obviously a backpack.

Like everything else, it looks old,

like it's from the '90s or something.

Maybe there's a name, too.

Nicole R.

Feels like there's something inside.

(zipper whizzing)

Oh, it's a, um,

(fingers snapping)

Ah, what is it called?

Uh, a, a, a thermos, yeah, thermos.

Um, oh, it's got those same three bears

from the lunchbox.

I bet it goes with that package.

(Pete sniffs)

Hey, after whatever disgusting

sh*t was in that flask,

I'm not taking any chances, okay?

(lid clattering)

Oh, there's something inside.

(thermos thudding)

Yeah, that is hair.

Look, the liquid in the

flask was disgusting.

The rotten apple sucked.

But this just makes me

feel even more gross.

Like, where did you get this?

Why do you have it? Why

are you sending it to me?

(lid clattering)

Moving on, I guess.

Uh, something here in the side pocket.

Come on, kids' underwear?

Look, if you don't have kids,

you probably shouldn't

have kids' underwear.

What are you, some sort of creep?

(zipper whizzing)

(plastic rustling)

(pensive music continues)

What is that?

Jesus, what is this?

Hell, is, (exhales)

(paper rustling)

Is that blood?

Is that a retainer?

Jesus Christ.

Why? Why?

(retainer thudding)

Why are you sending me this?

This is bullshit.

I'm over it.

I'm being serious right now.

You can stop sending me this sh*t.

Like, subscribe, whatever.

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

(traffic whooshing)

(Pete sighs)

(doorbell ringing)

(chair clattering)

Hello.

Hello, dammit.

(feedback whistling)

Hello.

(Pete sighs)

Give me a break.

(door clattering)

(feet shuffling)

(pensive music continues)

(floor creaking)

(footsteps plodding)

(dramatic music)

Jesus.

Pete, (laughs) where are you going?

Somebody kept ringing the damn buzzer.

I was just down there.

I didn't see anyone.

Must have been some kids or

a random as*h*le. (Laughs)

Why were you upstairs?

I, I thought I heard a noise.

There's nothing. It's...

What's going on?

(Pete sighs)

It's the box.

(brooding music)

(footsteps plodding)

What? Is that?

Oh, ew.

I have no idea if that is real.

I just, I don't want it in the house.

It's okay.

Um, let's just get this

stuff put away, um.

(frame clattering)

I'm sorry.

No, no, no, it it, it's okay.

You know what? I'll get it tomorrow.

It's okay.

You know what?

I'm over it.

Let's just go to bed.

Over it?

Yeah.

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

(traffic whooshing)

(footsteps plodding)

I'm late. I'll see you later?

Okay, love you.

(door slamming)

(Pete sighs)

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

(frame rasping)

(paper rustling)

(frame clattering)

Is this a yearbook?

(paper rustling)

Martin Luther King Elementary School.

(box clattering)

(paper rustling)

(bag rustling)

(paper rustling)

(Pete breathing heavily)

(sharpener clattering)

(hands thudding)

(box cutter clattering)

(box cutter rasping)

(box cutter thudding)

(doll rasping)

(paper rustling)

Basketball.

(pensive music)

Nicole R, R.

Nicole R.

The coach.

(finger tapping)

Ryan Zellner, Ryan Zellner.

Zellner.

Holy sh*t.

(brooding music)

(fingers tapping)

(brooding music continues)

(fingers tapping)

Oh, my God.

(brooding music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

(paper rustling)

(jacket rustling)

(keys rasping)

(door clattering)

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps plodding)

(button clicking)

(doorbell chiming)

(crickets chirping)

(door clattering)

Hi, uh, are you Ryan Zellner?

Yeah.

[Pete] Did you teach

at Martin Luther King Elementary School?

Yeah.

[Pete] Did you have a

student named Nicole Rothe?

Who are you?

Uh, my name's Peter, and, um, I'm here

just because I wanted to ask you

a couple questions about, um

What are you, a reporter or something?

Yeah, kind of.

Uh, more like a, um, a,

a, a video journalist.

What do you want?

I'm researching into

Nicole's disappearance.

I just wanted to ask you a few questions.

Go round back.

(door squeaking)

(door clattering)

(brooding music)

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(footsteps plodding)

(latch clicking)

Well.

(clothes rustling)

(pensive music)

Nicole Rothe.

I have not heard that name in a long time.

But it's a name you never

stopped thinking about.

Close to 25 years.

What are you doing digging this up?

I recently discovered

the story about her death.

It's not just some

story, some make believe.

It's a living and breathing nightmare,

and she's still missing.

I'm not making any

assumptions beyond that.

I'm sorry.

I came into possession of a copy

of the yearbook from the

year she went missing.

And I noticed that you

coached your basketball team.

Do you recall anything

about her that stands out?

Before she?

No.

No.

After she was gone, you try

and pick apart every little thing.

She was just a kid,

no different or special than anyone else.

[Pete] No reason for her disappearance

from your perspective?

Well, when you talk

with the cops enough,

you eventually see that

there's just nothing,

nothing that would make any sense anyway.

The police talked to you?

Yeah.

About anything in particular?

What?

The g*dd*mn cops wasted

so much time harassing me,

valuable time that should have been used

to find her instead.

But why'd they focus on you?

Well, when you're a young male teacher

in a sea of aging women, it's

easy to point a finger at me.

But you were a suspect?

That's bullshit.

But why specifically did they think

that you had something to do with it?

The cops targeted me

because I was convenient.

But guess what.

They had nothing.

You know, I wasn't able

to coach basketball after she disappeared.

And then there were the looks

from the other faculty and the parents.

I lost everything.

They basically forced me to

leave after a couple years.

I couldn't teach after that.

And for what, huh?

For what?

Nothing.

(laughs) You know what?

I thank God that it didn't happen today

with, with, with, with

social media and sh*t.

Your g*dd*mn generation,

savages.

(dramatic music)

You would run me out of town

and never let me move on.

Were you involved in

Nicole Rothe's disappearance?

I'm done.

(clothes rustling)

(footsteps plodding)

Look, I don't know why

you're digging all this up,

but here's some friendly advice.

Drop it.

Nothing good will come from it.

Is that a threat?

(brooding music)

(door clattering)

(brooding music continues)

(phone beeps)

(keys clanking)

(engine humming)

(brooding music continues)

(brooding music continues)

(brooding music continues)

(brooding music continues)

(door clattering)

(engine churning)

(engine humming)

(pensive music)

(crickets chirping)

(footsteps plodding)

(button clicking)

(door whirring)

(button clicking)

(door squeaking)

(Pete sighs)

(clothes rustling)

(hands rasping)

(jacket rustling)

(footsteps plodding)

(brooding music)

(footsteps plodding)

(footsteps continue plodding)

(brooding music continues)

(jacket rustling)

(items clattering)

(plastic rustling)

(pillows thudding)

(plastic rustling)

(brooding music continues)

(bag rasping)

(item thudding)

(brooding music continues)

(photos rasping)

(brooding music continues)

(brooding music continues)

(brooding music continues)

(brooding music continues)

(photos rustling)

(brooding music continues)

(camera clicking)

(brooding music continues)

(camera clicking)

(shoes rasping)

(footsteps plodding)

(rain pattering)

(brooding music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(engine churning)

(engine roaring)

(Pete breathing heavily)

(brooding music continues)

(phone clanking and beeping)

Hey, guys, you are not going

to believe what happened to me tonight.

I, I finally got everything.

I finally got everything I need to prove

that this is not some sort

of weird coincidence

or, or, or, or, or just happenstance.

There, there is something

really, really, really

messed up going on here.

And I finally, I finally figured it out.

(door clattering)

(pensive music)

(keys jangling)

(bag thudding)

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

(latch clicking)

(Pete exhales)

(zipper whizzing)

(phone thudding)

(horn honking)

(Pete yawning)

(traffic whooshing)

(Pete exhaling)

(clothes rustling)

(Pete sighs)

(hand thudding and rasping)

(Pete grunts)

(latch clicking)

(dramatic music)

(footsteps plodding)

(floor creaking)

Where are you?

It's in my backpack.

(brooding music)

(paper rustling)

(envelope rasping)

(feet shuffling)

(body thudding)

(keys jangling)

(door clattering)

(pensive music)

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

(gravel crunching)

(door clattering)

Tahlia.

(footsteps plodding)

Tahlia.

(brooding music)

Hello.

(footsteps plodding)

Hello, Tahlia.

(brooding music continues)

(crickets chirping)

(footsteps plodding)

Tahlia.

(leaves rustling)

(footsteps plodding)

Hello.

(footsteps plodding)

(crickets chirping)

Hello, Tahlia.

(footsteps plodding)

(crickets chirping)

Hello.

(brooding music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

(eerie music)

Tahlia.

(footsteps plodding)

(crickets chirping)

(eerie music continues)

Tahlia, Tahlia.

(footsteps plodding)

(water splashing)

(tarp rustling)

(dramatic music)

(item clattering)

(tarp rustling)

(Pete breathing heavily)

(dramatic music)

(shovel thudding)

(water sloshing)

(crickets chirping)

(water splashing)

(Pete breathing heavily)

(feet shuffling)

(footsteps plodding)

(Pete grunting)

(Pete breathing heavily)

(chains clanking)

(Pete sniffs)

(Pete gasping)

(container thudding)

Tahlia.

Hi, babe.

Are you okay?

Aw, my knight in shining armor,

more worried about me, even

though I'm the one out here

and you're the one in there?

Help me outta here please.

Aw, I know you've got a

pretty big booboo on your head,

but you're gonna have to start catching up

with the rest of the class.

What are you doing?

There ya go, starting

to connect those dots.

What is this?

This is the accumulation of months

of detailed planning and execution,

no pun intended.

This is storytelling at its finest,

a boy wasting his life,

poor and almost homeless,

a rekindled romance with

the girl that got away,

a renewed sense of purpose,

a growing audience,

a mystery, an unsolved

disappearance, a sketchy old man.

The pieces start fitting together,

the boy on the brink of super stardom

when the boy disappears,

leaving all eyes on the girl

who turns this tragedy into

her happily ever after.

So that's it then?

This is all about you?

Who better?

Why me?

Why not you?

f*ck you.

(laughs) You made it so easy.

You should watch what you

post on these social media.

You never know what kinda

creep might be following you.

You post every embarrassing detail

about your pathetic life.

You still think that it was a coincidence

that I was at that bar on

that day, in that moment?

So the last six months,

it just, nothing to you,

it's a lie?

They were fun.

What about the teacher

and the, that girl?

Ah, the cherry on top.

It never ceases to amaze me that people

who will believe the wildest things

with the tiniest bit of truth.

All you need is a guy on

the Internet with little bit

of conviction, and you can have the masses

believing whatever you want.

That guy had nothing to do

with that girl's disappearance.

Or maybe he did.

I don't know. (Laughs)

It doesn't matter.

What matters is that everyone is going

to believe that he did.

And everyone is going to believe

that he didn't want you snooping around.

So who do you think they're

gonna point the finger to

when you end up missing?

You're crazy.

No, I'm just smarter than you.

You're not gonna get

away with any of this.

I am, (laughs) especially

when the police go to his house

and find your phone.

I left him a present.

I've actually left a few things there.

I've been to his house a couple times.

So I've left some things,

and I've taken some things.

And even if they find

you here, guess what.

This property belongs to a

relative of his. (Laughs)

You gotta love the Internet.

(Tahlia laughing)

Okay, well, uh, I think

that about covers it.

Is there anything else I

need to spell out for you?

(Pete grunting)

(chains clanking)

Okie do key, it's been real.

(matches rattling)

Uh, gotta light up this barbecue and

- No, Tahlia, please.

- Hit the road.

Please, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please, please, please, Tahlia, please.

Please, I love you.

Aw.

(match rasping)

Oh, no, no, no, please, Tahlia.

Stop, stop.

(match rasping)

No, no, no.

No.

(flame hissing)

There we go.

Please, Tahlia, no, Tahlia, stop.

Please stop, no.

(fire crackling)

(Pete screaming)

Beautiful.

I should have brought marshmallows.

(fire crackling)

(dramatic music)

(fire continues crackling)

(dramatic music continues)

(fire continues crackling)

(dramatic music continues)

(fire continues crackling)

(crickets chirping)

(latch clicking)

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(switch clicking)

(footsteps plodding)

(hat thudding)

(footsteps plodding)

(box clattering and rasping)

(footsteps plodding)

(box thudding)

(gloves rasping)

(gloves thudding)

(zipper whizzing)

(jacket rustling)

(jacket thudding)

(clothes rustling)

(water pattering)

(Tahlia breathing heavily)

Hello.

Hello.

Hello, (gasping)

(phone beeping)

(phone ringing)

(Tahlia whimpering)

[911 Operator] 911,

what's your emergency?

(Tahlia gasps)

(pensive music)

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

(gentle piano music)

(gentle piano music continues)