10x02 - Pale

[bunniefuu]

[EERIE STRING MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

Got everything?

I think so.

Ready?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

[ENGINE STARTS]

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED] Honey... you okay?

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED] Honey?

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED] Daddy?

♪ ♪

Harry.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

Harry.

- [HEAVY BREATHING STOPS]
- [CRACKLING SOUND]

[WHISPERS] Holy sh*t.

What?

[LAUGHS]

- Where's my computer?
- I don't know.

I don't... it's in the back, I think.

What the hell are you doing?

I need to find my computer.
I need to write.

- Right now?
- I can see it.

I see it all.

The whole thing is
finally clear in my head.

Harry.

Harry!

[DOOR HINGES CREAK]

- [DOOR CLOSES]
- Mom?

It's okay.

It's okay, sweetie. It's okay.

[SUBTLE DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[PAGANINI'S " CAPRICES"
PLAYING ON VIOLA]

♪ ♪

[METRONOME TICKING]

[" CAPRICES" PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[FAUCET DRIPS]

[VIOLA PLAYING CONTINUES POORLY]

♪ ♪

[SHARP DISSONANT NOTES]

It's too hard.

No, you'll get it if you keep
practicing, sweetheart.

You always do.

What if I don't?

What if I never get it?

When are we leaving here?

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING]

I don't know. Daddy seems inspired.

So we have to support him.

I saw him take something.

What do you mean?

Daddy. I saw him take a pill.

[DISSONANT STRING NOTES PLAY]

Maybe it's Adderall.

I hear some kids take it to focus.

Maybe I can take one.

No. No.

No, you just keep practicing.

♪ ♪

Harry.

Hm?

Honey.

One second, I'm almost done.

With what?

The pilot. The whole thing.

Well, that's not possible.

You've been writing for,
what, like, four hours?

[CHUCKLES] I know.

Harry, Alma said that...

she saw you take something.

Are you on speed?

What? No, of course not.

- I'm not on speed.
- Well, then what did you take?

Because you must have taken something.

Why, because I couldn't possibly

be talented enough to finish this...

- Shh!
- Unless I was on dr*gs?

- Is that what you think of me?
- That is not what I think of you,

but this is very extreme, Harry.

I saw you take something, Daddy.

Don't be jealous because
I found inspiration

and you can't play f*cking Paganini!

♪ ♪

[BREATHING SHAKILY]

Honey, I'm sorry.

Honey, honey, I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean that.

That...

What the f*ck, Harry?

I'm sorry. That was crazy.

I... I'm not myself.

I mean...

These pages... they
just exploded out of me.

[LAUGHS] And they are f*cking

so good!

I'm happy for you.

- Can we leave now?
- Not yet.

I have this other idea for episode two

and I just wanna outline it tonight.

You k*lled a man in our sunroom!

And the sheriff said it was
the first violent crime

that's happened in this town in years.

- I eliminated the danger.
- What?

I didn't wanna say this
because emotions were high,

but you know, if you
walk out on this job,

it's gonna be very difficult
for you to get another one.

Not after bailing on
the last one you had.

Come on, I couldn't get inspired.

They were pushy clients
with terrible taste.

They didn't understand minimalism

at all!

Or a monochromatic blush color scheme...

thank you very much...

which is very now, by the way.

And I think I have a very good excuse

for not finishing this one!

Honey, please just give
me another day or two.

Or two? Or two?

For f*ck's sake, Doris,

why can't you just support me?

♪ ♪

[STRING MUSIC HEIGHTENS]

♪ ♪

[TICKING]

[CHILLING MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING]

[DOOR HINGES CREAK]

[SIGHS]

Hey.

I'm sorry about before.

You are...

much, much more talented than I am.

- Come eat your sandwiches.
- Oh, I'm not hungry, thanks.

You need to eat.

You too, Missy.

♪ ♪

[STRING MUSIC HEIGHTENS]

[COUGHING]

You okay?

[COUGHING]

What happened?

[COUGHS] Ugh.

Oh.

- What was that, turkey? Ohh...
- Yeah.

Something about the taste made me sick.

Ugh.

It smells fine to me.

Can I have the room,
please? I'm not finished.

♪ ♪

Come on, I'll take it upstairs.

Let's go.

[KEYBOARD KEYS CONTINUE CLICKING]

[OMINOUS STRING MUSIC HEIGHTENS]

♪ ♪

[SEAGULLS CALLING]

♪ ♪

[MUSIC SWELLS]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

This is really good.

Thanks, I know.

Can I see more?

Yeah, sure. I'm almost done.

♪ ♪

- With all of it?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, what is happening?
This isn't normal.

Um...

I don't know. It's this
place. It's my muse.

I thought I was.

Always.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I've been a jerk.

Uh, the lead character is kind of a...

antihero, and I think I'm just...

channeling him a little too much.

Will you at least eat something?

- You are gonna collapse.
- I'm not hungry.

You're a liar.

You're a liar.

You did take some kind of speed.

I...

Writing like this.

Acting like an assh*le. No appetite.

Okay, you want me to eat,

I will... I will go grab
some stuff from the market.

Okay?

My fingers are exhausted anyway.

♪ ♪

Want anything?

♪ ♪

[DOOR HINGES CREAK]

[SIGHS]

[DOOR CLICKS SHUT]

♪ ♪

[SNORTING, SNUFFLING SOUNDS]

[UNSETTLING STRING MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHEEZY GRUNTING]

[OFF-KEY BASS NOTES]

[WET CHEWING NOISES]

[CHEWING, SNUFFLING]

[UNSETTLING NOTES]

[GROWLS]

♪ ♪

[HISSES]

[GROWLING, HISSING]

[SNARLING]

[GASPS]

- Get away from me!
- [HISSING, GROWLING]

Get away from me!

[GROWLING]

[SHOUTS]

[GROWLS]

♪ ♪

[SNIFFING, GROWLING]

♪ ♪

[SNORTS]

♪ ♪

[GROWLS]

♪ ♪

[WHEEZY GROANS]

[GRUNTING, HISSING]

[MUZAK PLAYS OVER INTERCOM]

♪ ♪

[DARK TONE PLAYING]

[HEARTBEAT THUMPING]

[STRING MUSIC SWELLS]

Thought you were gettin' out of town.

Oh, yeah. [CHUCKLES]

Looks like you had a change of plans.

Going keto?

Nah, just feeling a craving.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Right.

Writing going well all of a sudden?

Yeah, actually.

How'd you know?

[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[CACKLES]

You took it!

Bet your softie d*ck
feels nice and hard now

getting some of that sweet blood flow.

♪ ♪

[SCREAMING] Why'd you do that?

You shouldn't have done
that, m*therf*cker!

What, were you thirsty?

You never knew thirsty before now!

♪ ♪

You fuckface!

[CART RATTLES]

♪ ♪

[COUGHING]

♪ ♪

[COUGHING CONTINUES]

♪ ♪

[EERIE TONES PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[STRING MUSIC HEIGHTENS]

♪ ♪

[LIQUID SQUISHES]

♪ ♪

[GRUNTS]

♪ ♪

[GROANS]

♪ ♪

[GROANS]

♪ ♪

[MUSIC QUICKENS]

♪ ♪

[SLURPING]

Mmm.

Mmm...

♪ ♪

Ahh...

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

Oh, it's so good.

Ohh...

it's so good.

♪ ♪

- Are we staying here now?
- I don't know.

Daddy and I need to
talk about it tomorrow.

Do you want to leave?

- Yes.
- Yeah, I want to too.

The thing is, I have known your dad

for a long time, and
he's a really good writer.

Much better than he gets credit for.

And I've never seen him
inspired like he is right now.

He usually agonizes over five pages

for two or three days.

I don't want to be here, but I also...

I don't want to get in the way

of whatever has gotten into him.

He's never mean to me.

I know he feels terrible about that.

Let's just give him some space

to be an [LOWERS VOICE] assh*le artist

for a couple of days,

and I am sure this
fever of his will break.

[GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING]

- Mom?
- Yeah?

Do you think if I took one
of the pills that Daddy took,

I could play Paganini
better than everyone?

There's no magic pill
for greatness, sweetheart.

♪ ♪

Come here.

♪ ♪

Okay, what do you think

of a couch in one of these,

and the wall in this?

Looks like the same color.

What? No.

They are slightly different.

It's called "tone on tone".

A lot of the Instagram design accounts

are featuring it right now.

This one feels like a cactus.

And this one feels like you
would slide right off of it.

Okay, thank you.

[HAUNTING MUSIC RISES]

Okay, bed.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS] Okay.

♪ ♪

I love you.

Love you too.

Night night.

♪ ♪

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING]

[DARK STRING TONES]

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

Nothing feels better

than those first few nights on the Muse.

That's what we should
call it, by the way...

the Muse.

He's going to have to upgrade his diet

if he wants to keep feeling that way.

Speaking of which, Belle o' the ball,

- I'm hungies.
- [GIGGLES]

Let's go up the Cape and find a snack.

Mm. [CHUCKLES]

♪ ♪

[CLEARS THROAT]

Did you sleep?

No.

Oh, my God, it's brilliant.

[CHUCKLES] I've never
heard you so cocky.

I always wondered

when I saw or read great writing,

"Where did that come from?"

You know, how can Tarantino or Sorkin

say the same things
that other writers say,

just in a way that's so much...

better?

Now you know?

Agh, something opened up in my mind...

like finding a secret door in your house

that leads to a...

a palace of words and ideas

and imagination.

I was living in a two-bedroom apartment,

and now I'm in Versailles.

[SNICKERS]

I just sent everything off to Ursula.

Great. So we can leave now?

Maybe in a day or two.

Definitely by the end of the week.

Jesus.

Harry.

Alma is terrified here.

And frankly, so am I.

I want to... I want
to support you in this.

But a week?

It's asking too much of us.

Doris, it was just drug addicts

looking for electronics, okay?

No one's bothered us for a week.

Do I want to stay? No, but I...

But, but, but, what?

[SIGHS]

♪ ♪

- You guys go. I'll stay.
- No. No.

You will write yourself
to death if you stay here.

- [CLINK]
- f*ck!

- [EERIE TONE PLAYING]
- sh*t!

Ow.

[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Harry, stop it.

Stop!

- What are you doing?
- [MOANS]

Get off me! You're hurting me!

- Harry!
- [GRUNTS]

Jesus!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

♪ ♪

[DARK, PULSING MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

[CROWS CAWING]

♪ ♪

[g*n COCKS]

♪ ♪

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

♪ ♪

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

♪ ♪

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

- Harry!
- [BARREL CLICKS]

Just in time!

I'm hunting duck.

Or, uh, quail.

I don't know, I just kind of like

the feel of a shotgun when
it goes off in my hands.

What did you give me?
What's in those pills?

No one knows except the chemist.

Who's the chemist?

- I need a drink.
- [SIGHS]

Gin martini, to be specific.

You want one? Come on!

[CLINKING]

or years ago,

this area got hit on the head and ass

by an addiction stick the likes
of which you've never seen.

After the big crash,

a lot of folks out of work
with nothing to do

but get hungy and high.

Heroin at first, then crystal meth,

then opioids, which made
the heroin obsolete.

But people still needed
that crystal rush.

And cooking meth is easy out here

if you have the right ingredients

and don't blow yourself up.

Anyway, this one person...

no one really knows who
they are, by the way...

starts experimenting
with different recipes.

So it was created by accident?

Well, that's the story.

But you want to know the best part?

[SIGHS]

It only works if you have talent.

So those things you see
haunting around town?

They took the pill,
but they're just hacks.

Wannabes.

♪ Dreamers ♪

See, if you take the pill, and you don't

have a creative seed
in your brain already,

the pill destroys you... turns
you into a flesh phantom.

Always thirsty, never
satisfied or employed.

♪ ♪

And who knows where
talent comes from? No one!

But now I'm draining
packages of raw steak

to drink the juices, and...

and sucking the blood
out of my wife's finger.

- Mm.
- Why?

Metaphorically... [EXHALES]

I don't know.

Maybe something about, uh,

artists stealing other
people's lifeblood

to inspire our work.

Scientifically, the drug
severely depletes

the four major minerals in our blood.

See, Harry,

you can't survive on the pill

without replacing those minerals

in heroic doses.

And cartons of cow meat
ain't gonna cut it, champ.

You're gonna need that fresh, warm stuff

from something that
has opposable thumbs.

[MUSIC QUICKENS]

f*ck that. I'm not doing that.

Hey, no problem.

Just, uh, stop taking the pill.

But good luck ever writing
anything ever again.

It's like trying to screw
with a d*ck full of Novocain.

Once you take the pill, you
can't get hard without it.

I don't care. This is all insanity!

Oh, name one successful person

that isn't a little f*cking insane.

- f*ck you!
- f*ck you!

I hope they like your script
back in Hollyweirdland.

- [DOOR CLOSES]
- [SINGSONG] I bet they will.

And then you'll be running back

for those little darlings.

[INHALES]

[UNSETTLING STRING MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[DOOR CLICKS CLOSED]

[DISSONANT EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

[INHALES, EXHALES]

I'm so sorry.

We can leave tomorrow morning, okay?

♪ ♪

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

[SNIFFS]

Okay.

I have a few more pages
to write this afternoon,

- and then...
- [SIGHS]

Let's go out and have that dinner date

that we missed out on.

I was thinking I can just take
pictures of all the rooms

and finish my design plan virtually.

Sure, yeah. Whatever you want.

♪ ♪

What?

You know, my job is important too.

That Instagram contest I
won... it was a real thing.

There were almost
accounts in the running.

I know that. We're... we're
a two-income family.

I worry sometimes that you
don't think I'm good enough.

[EERIE STRING MUSIC RISES]

That this is just a hobby or something.

[PHONE BUZZING]

Sorry, hold on.

[GRUNTS]

[BUZZING CONTINUES]

It's Ursula.

- Hello?
- Bubelah, I hate you.

Why have you been holding
out on me all these years?

What, do you have little writer elves

that live in your cabinets
and come out at night

- and type gold?
- Uh, I told you,

It's just... it's been inspiring here.

Ha! f*ck yeah, it has been.

Because you just got a
green light, m*therf*cker!

As soon as the execs saw it,

they sent it to Joaquin Phoenix

- [WHISPERS] Joaquin Phoenix.
- [SCREAMS]

Shh! Um, that's very cool.

Uh, did he like it?

He said yes right on the spot.

He said he would sh**t it for free.

[LAUGHS] That's amazing!

I mean, I-I would never
ask him to do that,

but it's nice that
he... that he offered.

Also, maybe start looking for
some real estate out there

because I just got an offer
from Netflix for an overall.

Love to Doris. Talk soon. Mwah.

Netflix offered me a deal.

We're gonna be rich!

We're gonna be rich!

- [LAUGHING]
- [SCREAMING]

Ooh, baby!

Oh, sorry baby, baby, baby.

Oh!

We're gonna be rich.
We're gonna be rich.

- [KISSING]
- [LAUGHS]

Oh.

Oh.

Go on.

♪ ♪

- Oh, uh...
- Oh, go.

I just, uh... just a quick...

just a little idea.

I will go and let you finish your

very lucrative writing.

[INHALES SHARPLY] Okay.

Joaquin f*cking Phoenix!

♪ ♪

I love him!

♪ ♪

[EXHALES]

[GROWLING SOUND]

[MASSIVE att*ck'S "TEARDROP"]

♪ ♪

[DOOR THUDS CLOSED]

♪ ♪

♪ Love love is a verb ♪

♪ Love is a doing word ♪

♪ Feathers on my breath ♪

♪ Gentle impulsion ♪

♪ Shakes me makes me lighter ♪

♪ Feathers on my breath ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Teardrop on the fire ♪

♪ Feathers on my breath ♪

♪ ♪

Harry.

♪ ♪

How ya doin'?

Lookin' good.

♪ ♪

No.

It's legal now in Massachusetts, babe.

He's not here for the grass.

He's here for the [ECHOING] Muse.

- He's going through withdrawals.
- I just need one more

to finish the series I'm working on.

Well, that's what they all say.

Just one more book, one more movie,

one more hit play, and then
I'll just stop for good.

It doesn't work that way, pretty.

There's nothing more
addictive than success.

You've tasted it now,

and you're never going to
be able to live without it.

♪ ♪

I know.

♪ ♪

I know.

♪ ♪

So tell me what I have to do.

First, enough with the pity party.

Second, take this.

♪ ♪

[OMINOUS MUSICAL STING]

- [EXHALES]
- Good.

Keep your coat on.

We're going out to eat.

[LAUGHS]

♪ ♪

[DISSONANT STRING MUSIC PLAYING]

I know, honey. I'm so sorry.

I'll make it up to you soon.

[STAMMERS] It's just...

being invited to a writer's group

with... with Belle Noir
and Austin Summers...

when will I ever get a chance like that?

I love you.

- She's pissed.
- [SIGHS]

She's gonna leave me.

Things'll settle down, Harry.

She'll be plenty forgiving

once you thank her in your Oscar speech.

How many of us are there?

How many people have taken these pills?

A few. More lately.

- Why the increase?
- Streamers.

Just so you know, we
don't do them all year.

Just for these few months in the winter.

We come up here where it's quiet.

pop some pills and crank
out some brilliance,

then take the summers off.

How often do we have to...

Eat? Oh... once a week,

if you get a good feed.

I like to snack between meals.

But, uh, I've got regulars

who are happy to oblige
for a couple of shekels.

And what constitutes a good feed?

There are to pints of
blood in the human body,

and Belle and I usually split that.

Oh, my God.

I know, honey.

It sounds awful.

Murdering human beings
to drink their blood?

Yes, it sounds f*cking terrible!

We're not dining on doctors

or eating up engineers
or snacking on scientists.

We find the ones who won't be missed.

The ones who are a drain on society.

It's basically a community service.

Used to be harder to
find the right types,

but since the opioid
epidemic hit the Cape,

it's a breeze.

Craigslist.

Gotta know what to look for.

A guy who's selling
lots of random items...

a bicycle, and a stereo,

and a guitar, and some watches.

You ask yourself, "What
kind of person sells

that combination of items?"

One that just broke into
a house and stole them.

Addicts and losers and criminals.

Kind of people who cops
feel were offed by a dealer

or another fucknut addict.

[SIGHS/GROANS]

Just remember, there are only two rules.

Don't ever feed off anyone in P-Town.

The old sheriff used
to look the other way,

but this new gal is a nosy bitch

who has no appreciation
for the artists' struggle.

And...

never take your gloves off.

[UNSETTLING MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[COUGHING]

The pipes froze last week,
so the toilet doesn't work.

Um... there's, uh, TP by the door.

[HACKS]

You can pee in the sand,

but, uh, need to go number two,

use the bucket and, uh, bury it.

You're sweet.

[SHIVERING]

No one will let me crash
when the cold snaps come

but you.

They think I'm contagious.

[COUGHING]

- Are you?
- No!

I mean, unless we, uh,

make out or f*ck or something.

I think the cough's just bad allergies.

Wanna get high?

So what I'm trying to say

is that... what if the shark is actually

the good guy of the story?

Quint's been, uh,

hunting sharks for, like, years, right?

And so, like, maybe he k*lled, like,

Jaws', like, brother

or, like, best friend
or something like that.

You know? And so that's why, like,

Jaws ate that lady and that kid.

So he could get Quint
back out on the water

so he can hunt him down and k*ll him.

Wait, is the shark's
name actually "Jaws"?

I met a guy who was an extra
in one of the beach scenes.

Maybe it was "Jaws ".

f*ck "Jaws ".

They sh*t that sh*t in Florida.

- Pfffft.
- Wow.

- [LAUGHS]
- You are so f*cking smart.

[SNICKERS]

How do you know so much about movies?

I love movies.

They're my whole life.

[EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING]

You know, I started writing,
like, five screenplays.

I didn't know that.

Can I read one?

Oh, well, I've started five.

But I've finished zero.

You know, I have follow-through issues.

♪ ♪

But I, uh, just know

if I finished them,
they'd be really great.

You know, we should
take some of those pills.

Look, I, uh,

stole them from Belle.

[LAUGHS]

If I get her off hard enough,

she passes out like a dude right after.

♪ ♪

[SOFTLY] No.

♪ ♪

You know what these do to people.

Yeah, makes them rich and famous.

They make you bloodsuckers.

♪ ♪

Murderers.

Look, if you want real success,

you've got to compromise a little bit.

Everyone's gotta go Darth Vader

to get ahead in life, right? [CHUCKLES]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

Wait, you think I'd turn into
one of those pale zombies.

♪ ♪

Y-y-you don't think I have
any talent at all, do you?

I didn't say that.

♪ ♪

I sleep on the street.

I eat out of dumpsters.

I haven't been touched
by a man in years,

so sh1tting in your bucket is a...

a f*cking upgrade for me.

♪ ♪

But it's better than being like Belle.

♪ ♪

The things she does.

[CRYING] The things
she makes me do for her.

♪ ♪

Look at this.

♪ ♪

That's my painting.

That's my painting!

♪ ♪

Where did you get that?

I bought them at the thrift shop.

I bought a whole bunch of 'em.

They were like bucks each.

I didn't know they sold.

♪ ♪

I took a free painting class
at the Fine Art Center.

I thought they just tossed, uh,

all of them away when
the class was over.

Well, they did.

But not these, 'cause...

they're actually good.

You an art expert?

- [LAUGHS]
- Well, I've seen some, uh,

TV shows about art.

You know, like, uh,
PBS and sh*t like that.

♪ ♪

They all say

art's about making you, uh, feel.

So like this one... when I
look at it, I basically can

smell the ocean.

[SORROWFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

You're talented.

♪ ♪

Imagine what you could be
if you took those pills.

You'd be like a...

well, like Picasso.

Hm?

I want that. I want that so much.

[WHISPERING] You see, maybe um...

Oh, I could make all those assholes

at the market and... and at all the bars

and... and... and make
them kiss my ass instead.

- m*therf*ckers!
- Mm-hmm.

I'd buy the supermarket,

and then I'd burn it
right to the ground.

assh*le m*therf*cking f*ck faces!

Yes! I'd buy the biggest
house on Commercial.

I'd have fancy cocktail parties.

And I'd invite all the celebrities

except for Belle Noir.

Ha. [CLICKS TONGUE]

[SOLEMN MUSIC]

♪ ♪

I can't. I can't do that.

♪ ♪

I don't wanna be like them.

Well, I do.

[DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING]

But what if you're not talented?

What if you end up like
one of the bad ones?

Look around. Anything's
better than this.

[DARK, HEAVY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[INTENSE, DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hey.

We called about the mountain bike

- and locked iPad.
- Hey, yeah.

Y'all got cash?

My, uh... my Venmo's suspended.

♪ ♪

Wow, this place is terrible.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, thanks.

I've been... I've been
thinking about, you know,

getting it all fixed up, but...

[CHUCKLES] cash flow.

♪ ♪

This is the, uh, locked iPad.

♪ ♪

What's up with the gloves?

Enough talking. Mama's hungry.

[CLICK]

[GURGLES]

[HIGH TONE RINGS]

[WET EATING SOUNDS]

[WANDA JACKSON'S "FUNNEL
OF LOVE" PLAYING]

♪ ♪

♪ Ah-ooh, ah-ooh ♪

♪ Here I go ♪

♪ Falling down down down ♪

♪ My mind is a blank ♪

♪ My head is spinning
around and around ♪

♪ As I go deep into the funnel of love ♪

♪ Ah-ooh ♪

♪ It's such a crazy crazy feeling ♪

♪ I get weak in the knees ♪

♪ My poor old head is a reelin' ♪

♪ ♪

How you feeling back there, handsome?

Better. Like I want to k*ll myself

from guilt and shame, but...

better.

The art you're going
to put into the world

is going to inspire.

You just gave that knucklehead

a chance to be a small part of that,

which is more than he was
ever going to give to humanity

- if he didn't meet us tonight.
- Ugh, is that my future?

A life of rationalization?

A life of consequence.

- Oh, I feel slightly...
- Buzzy?

That is the crystal meth in his blood.

You'll laser back in by morning,

but I f*ckin' love it

right after a feed with
one of these dopeheads.

[LAUGHS] Me too.

But you're no good with a sloppy feed.

We're gonna have to
get you to Dr. Feldman

to take care of those teeth.

[LAUGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

♪ You just can't run ♪

♪ From the funnel of love ♪

♪ It's bound to get you someday ♪

♪ Ah-ooh ♪

[DEFTONES' "CHANGE PLAYING"]

♪ ♪

_

♪ I watched you change ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Into a fly ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I looked away ♪

[SHARP STRING NOTES]

Hey.

Can I help you?

Um, I was given this address

for a Dr. Feldman.

That's right.

Is he here?

Wow.

Sexist much?

You're Dr. Feldman?

I changed my name to Lark.
Not legally or anything...

that's a real pain in the ass.

But it's kind of hard
to be taken seriously

in the tat community when
your name's Leslie Feldman.

I worked my way through
dental school selling vintage

and doing tats.

That's my real gift.

Dental school was to
make my parents happy,

tattoos were my passion, you know?

Well, once I took the
little black pills,

I got so good at slinging ink

that I bailed on being a tooth jockey.

Come on back. Belle told
me you were coming.

I thought the pill
only works for writers.

No.

Anyone with artistic talent.

Have a seat.

[UNSETTLING STRING NOTES]

People come from all over the world

to get one of my artworks
painted on them.

If you want, I'll throw in a freebie

- once we're done back here.
- Oh, no thanks.

My wife and I agreed
never to get tattoos.

It's... it's in our wedding vows.

Did you agree to never m*rder people

and drink their blood too?

sh*t happens.

You do know what you're
doing though, right?

[SUBTLE, EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]

With your teeth?

I invented this sh*t.

I realized it was impossible

to get a good, clean, satisfying feed

with regular chompers.

Look at animals who have to tear meat

from an uncooked, fresh k*ll.

Predatory cats, bears, sharks...

they've all got major fang action.

Look at it this way...

doing this will make it so
you have to eat less people.

Okay.

Talk me through the process.

First, we take a mold of
your teeth for the caps.

♪ ♪

[EERIE TONE PLAYS]

[DISSONANT VIOLA MUSIC PLAYING]

[METRONOME TICKING]

[HARSH, DISSONANT NOTES]

[SIGHS]

[RAPID, DISSONANT NOTES]

♪ ♪

[HAUNTING STRING MUSIC]

♪ ♪

- [GRUNTS]
- Then the filing.

You're gonna want gas for that.

[GAS HISSES]

[INHALES]

[METAL CLACKING]

Yeah, it's a big deal for me.

[SNIFFLES]

I know, you don't understand.

♪ ♪

They want me to do the entire house.

Yeah, all of it.

[SNIFFLING]

♪ ♪

[STRING MUSIC HEIGHTENS]

♪ ♪

[DRILL WHIRRS]

♪ ♪

[DRILL WHIRRING]

♪ ♪

[METAL CLACKING]

[DRILL WHIRRING]

♪ ♪

[DRILL WHIRRING]

[METAL CLACKING]

[METRONOME TICKING]

[INHALES]

[VIOLA MUSIC PLAYING SKILLFULLY]

♪ ♪

[DRILL WHIRRS]

♪ ♪

[VIOLA PLAYING QUICKENS]

Oh.

[LAUGHS]

♪ ♪

[METRONOME TICKING]

[SUBTLE DRUM MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[STRING MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED VIOLA MUSIC]

[FAUCET RUNS]

♪ ♪

[HAUNTING VIOLA MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Alma, Alma.

Sweetheart, sweetheart.

♪ ♪

Alma.

You have been playing nonstop for hours.

I have a terrible headache.

I don't know if it's the pregnancy

or spending all day staring at
different shades of "greige".

Sweetheart, please take a break.

No, I need to practice this.

I'm not liking this sass, miss.

You don't understand greatness.

Sounds fine to you because
fine is good enough for you.

For people like Daddy and I,

fine is failure.

Hey, hey, hey.

Why are you being so
cruel? That isn't like you.

Look, I know that this
has been hard on you.

All sorts of feelings
about the new baby...

normal feelings.

And the experience out here
has been pretty traumatic.

I am sorry that Daddy
and I haven't taken time

to help you process everything.

I promise you, as soon as we are home...

I don't want to leave.

I love it out here.

In fact, I've never felt happier

or more at home anywhere.

[HAUNTING NOTES]

You want us to leave
because you're jealous.

I told you, you don't understand art.

You don't understand inspiration.

You don't understand how
hard it is to be great.

Daddy and I have found
something special out here

that helps us be great,
and we don't want to leave.

You don't think I'm a great mother?

I am who I am.

What part of me would not be me

if I was raised by some other
perfectly ordinary woman?

♪ ♪

You are grounded. Go to your room.

You are punished. Go to your room.

Go to your room! Go to your room!

Pack your things! Go!

Go to your room!

We are leaving tomorrow.

No discussions!

[CRIES]

[SOBS]

♪ ♪

[METAL CLANGS]

[FOG HORN BLOWS]

[WOOD CREAKS]

Welcome to the d*ck dock.

d*ck dock?

In July, this place is like
a gay hometown buffet.

Big ones, little ones.

[EXHALES] Looking to top or bottom?

[Kn*fe CLICKS]

Neither.

[GRUNTS]

[FRANTIC STRING MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[SPARSE, HAUNTING MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[METRONOME TICKING]

♪ ♪

[MUSIC HEIGHTENS]

♪ ♪

- Harry.
- One second.

Is that blood on your chin?

Oh. Must have cut myself shaving.

Have you seen Alma?

Um, yeah, she went out for a walk.

- What?
- She said she wanted some fresh air.

You let our daughter go out there alone?

She's fine.

We let her go grab the
newspaper from the deli

all the time in New York City.

There are none of those f*cking things

that have been chasing
us in New York City.

Have you lost your f*cking mind?

Ugh, God, you know, ever
since we've been here,

you have been hysterical
about everything.

I refuse to be a helicopter parent.

You k*lled a man!

[SIGHS]

All you care about anymore

is your f*cking work!

I am k*lling myself for this family!

You are being so irrational!

This happens every time
you get pregnant.

You are being insane.

It is not irrational

to worry about our
daughter out there alone

when we both have been
att*cked in the last few days!

I'm going to find Alma,

and she and I are leaving without you.

Without you!

[TENSE STRING TONES PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

♪ ♪

Alma?

♪ ♪

Alma?

Alma!

[SOFTLY] Alma.

Alma?

♪ ♪

Alma?

♪ ♪

Alma!

Alma!

[MUSIC SWELLS]

[SNARLING, HISSING]

Alma, baby.

♪ ♪

We have to go.

♪ ♪

[OMINOUS MUSICAL STING]

♪ ♪

We don't really live in this world.

We feed off of it.

I could really use some inspiration.

Once you sell your soul,

it's gone.

- [SCREAMING]
- [GLASS SHATTERING]

What the hell is that?

Wherever you come from, listen to me.

Stop the k*lling.

Mr. President,

it is you who will listen to us.

[SCREAMING]

- Aliens.
- Bloodsuckers.

Mother of God.

Boom! It's breaking all the rules.

- And I'm here for that.
- [CHUCKLES]

- Our world is fragile.
- [SCREAMING]

I just want to go back
to my normal life.

- Time is running out...
- [g*nsh*t]

- [SCREAMING]
- for both our people.

We need to create something better.

Part human, part us.

♪ ♪