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Kyle!

Kyle McCormick!

What are you doing here?

I was...

Can you put that flashlight
down, please?

Thank you.

You know,
this is private property.

I'm looking for my son, Kyle.

He came here with you?

No.

- Boys from school--
- They dared him.

Lady, you would not believe
how many kids

I've had to run off ever since
America's Most Haunted was here.

But we've collected
nearly $200,000

in trespassing fines
just from the last year.

- My son is not a trespasser.
- Mm-hmm.

-How old is he?
-Fifteen.

Uh, he's probably out
just joyriding with his friends.

They're probably
mooning some takeout window

at the local
burger joint by now.

Why don't you go home?
He'll turn up.

They don't always, do they?

- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.

Kids, teenagers,
they run away from home.

Boys, especially.

Heck, they were doing that
ever since I was in high school.

But more of them disappear
after coming here, don't they?

Well, we don't keep records
on that sort of thing.

Sheriff, please. Look around.

I don't have to see it
on TV to know...

there's something wrong
about this place.

That place?

People got hurt here,
people died here.

You don't believe
what people say about...

the ghosts of the dead.

I don't believe in ghosts,
I don't believe in poltergeists,

I don't believe
in shadow people.

What do you believe in?

I believe in evil.

And Pennhurst is evil.

All right. Look.
I'll look for him.

What's he wearing?

His red letterman's jacket.

He was so proud to get his
letter in JV track.

- Red letterman jacket?
- With white sleeves.

Okay. Got it.
With white sleeves.

Why don't you go on home?
I'll look for him.

All right.
Thank you.

Son of a bitch.

Kyle!

Kyle! Kyle!

Let's go, son.

Kyle, your mom's
worried about you.

She wants you to come home.

All right, son,
you're trespassing.

I hear you, son.

Kyle. All right.
Stop crying, son.

I'm not gonna do it.

No!

Guys, it's not much further.

You said it was,
like, two minutes.

We walk this fucking
many steps every day at school.

All right, guys,
we're almost there.

- Are you taking us--
- Oh, yeah, really?

You're alive, guys!

Wouldn't offer you up
for sacrifice if you were dead,

so I'm gonna make sure
you get there alive.

Fucking kill you
if we don't make it, dude.

Really, save us.

I don't trust you to protect me.

Yeah, really?

Tour guide, Vincent, thank you.

Will you wait up?

What's the fucking rush?

Wouldn't wanna miss
the haunted insane alyssum.

You don't believe me?
This shit's the real deal,

they're filming, uh,
some TV show here.

Haunted America?

Ghost Finders,
the one on the Syfy Channel.

And that's cool because...

That's not the point, Jen.

The point is,
this is Pennhurst.

Eighty acres of...

fucked-up haunted
mental institution.

Sorry, Dad, but...

Chris, they'll take you.

Don't let them take me, Dad.
I'm sorry.

It's time, Chris.

Don't let them take me.
Don't let them take me.

Dad! Dad!

Don't touch me!

Don't touch me!
Dad! Dad! Dad!

Looks like a tough one.

Give him a sedative.
Don't worry, we'll break him.

Seriously?
Why the hell are we here?

They're turning this place
into a theme park or something.

-Haunted theme park?
-Yeah, whatever.

Look, the point is,
that after this,

it's gonna be impossible for us
to sneak in here.

-So let's go?
-Let's do it.

-Let's go?
-Let's go.

- Haunted theme park.
- Ooh.

This guy is busy at work,
right here.

I don't know what the hell
he's doing.

Working himself to the bone.

Ooh, Jake!

- Oh, showers.
- Showers, there you go.

Haunted day spa.

- There you go, Jasmine.
- Shut up.

And, of course, the food court.

Oh, there we go.

If you care
for some late refreshments.

Fine dining up in here.

Your choice of white food,
grey food, or orange food.

Hi, Grandpa,
how are you doing?

Yes, so this is my grandpa.

That's great,
they're scared.

-Seriously?
-That's not funny.

Fuck you, Jake!

Ooh!

- Why did you that?
- Stop it.

Good shit, man.

- Awesome. So good.
- Stop.

- That's really not funny.
- Ow!

Look at this stuff.

Harrowing conditions.

I can't understand why
they needed hospitals like this.

People didn't understand
mental illness back then,

just because they thought
it was all about Satan

and demonic possession
and shit like that.

So, they were
gonna torture them straight?

- Whoa!
- What is it?

Now, 1683 they were still...

Bullshit!

I mean, the state
kinda wanted to be exclusive

on freaky puritan behavior.

The governor, William Penn,
actually sat on a trial

as one of the judges.

Now, these two Swedish immigrant
women were--

That's ancient history,

why do you even wanna know
shit like that?

Vincent's going to college.

Not community college,
but real-life four-year college.

I'm impressed.

-Really?
-No.

College is a waste of money.

Vincent, you
spelled "fuck" wrong.

I meant to do that.

Does this get any better?

Yeah, when the ghosts come out.

This is lame,
it's just an empty building.

No way. You don't know
what happened here?

What?

A whole TV show film crew
disappeared here last year.

I never heard that.

Well, no one did,
but it's true.

My dad has a friend
in the police force.

Who were they?

They were from that show
with the psychic chick,

- the one on channel nine.
- I love that channel.

Um, they have that show
with the guy who eats bugs

in foreign countries,
but I never understood

why they had
ghost shows on there.

Yeah. That's not the point.

The point is they came here
to shoot a segment...

and they were never
heard from again.

Hey, listen, if we don't get
these shots and nail this,

somebody's gonna
have my balls, okay?

I'm not going down alone,
I'll tell you that.

Oh, man,

this is real Deliverance
territory, right here.

Oh, good,
you'll fit right in, then.

Any chance Matilda loves us
enough to spring

- for a decent meal for a change?
- Ya got a pretty mouth.

Yeah, right.

She wants you hungry.
Makes you work harder.

Uh-huh. Making you hungry
makes you faint.

Yeah, that's such crap.

But how could Bruce Willis
not have known he was a ghost?

-I mean...
-He was dead.

You're not thinking
straight when you're dead.

And didn't he think it was weird
that he didn't have to pee?

Well, he didn't drink anything
after his death,

so maybe he figured out
that was why.

What about sleeping? Didn't
he notice he never got tired?

- Oh, yeah, good point.
- Yeah.

-What was that?
-What happened?

Holy shit,
did I just hit something?

No, you didn't.

-The fuck was that?
-Did not sound good.

You want me to throw it
in the back?

- How are you?
- Hello?

I'm standing in front
of the abandoned

state mental hospital
known as Pennhurst.

- And let me tell you...
- I can't hear you.

...as you can see,
it is eerie.

I know. I know. I know.

Pennhurst served as the clearing
house of the mentally ill

and unfortunately
the hunting grounds

of the abusive attendants.

And now,
according to local legend,

these grounds
are riddled with the ghosts

of the violent past.

- Damn! I'm good. All right.
- Yeah. It was good.

All right, three...

Donuts? Bags? Anyone?

The ghosts
have a truly violent past.

Motherfucker!

- Wow, yeah.
- Okay. Just keep it going.

Do you think
you nailed that?

- Shh. In three, two, one.
- Yup.

So, I'm gonna try to get
a reading now

- and see if I can feel anything.
- Oh, my God.

- Nothing.
- Really?

I'm not picking up any...

Badger, please don't talk.
Damn it, man. Come on!

That was--
You're blowing take after take

and I did the trance
and everything. Scott!

You think
you did the trance?

Shut up!
Scott, can I talk to you?

- Donuts?
- Do you need help?

Oh!

You're the caretaker?

I'm Willard.

We're supposed to check in
with you when we got here.

-We're here.
-Okay.

You live around here?

I used to.

Uh, do you-- Do you
know Pennhurst pretty well?

Yes.

You think
you could show us around?

It would be better if you left.

Scott, I thought
this was all arranged,

this was all cleared.

What's going on,
who's this?

It would be better if you left.

Are you saying we have to leave?

It's up to you.

All right.
Let's do a walkthrough, guys.

When I'm talking, don't talk.

- Guys, come on!
- Huh?

- Let's do a walkthrough.
- Oh, okay.

Scott, I wish
you would not tell him.

-I wish you would not tell him.
-Cameras, enough.

Then Matilda's considering
letting do stuff--

Yeah. Just no.

-Because all he does is...
-You are doing great.

-You are doing great.
-I know I'm doing great.

Where the hell is Elden?

He thinks the bathroom
still works, I don't know.

Pennhurst State School
and Hospital

sits on 115 acres of land.

It's composed of 17
different buildings,

all of which are connected
through a series

of underground tunnels.

Oh, awesome.
Where are those?

I'm not sure.

The building we're in now
was referred to as Building A.

This must've been the day room.

We're in what was known as Q1,
back when it was in use.

Marginally retarded
low-maintenance patients

spent their days in here.

Ah. You must feel right
at home there, Badger.

No, she said Q1
was for marginally retarded.

I don't think Badger
would've made the cut.

Okay, next.

You guys are hilarious,
you know.

Pennhurst had a staff
of doctors

including surgeons and dentists.

Watch your step.

So this is maybe some sort
of operating room or--

They were at the forefront
of cutting-edge

medical treatments
like sterilization or...

pulling the teeth
of patients who might bite.

- Ooh.
- That's nasty.

I think one of you girls
should show your boobs,

maybe we'll see
some ghosts down here.

- You know what--
- All right!

- Moving along.
- Disgusting!

- What did I miss?
- Nothing, at all.

Okay.

Where's Megan?
Megan!

Coming.

What is this?

It's popular with the rats.

Oh, look at this.

- It this remodeled?
- This is the cafeteria.

Okay. Yum.

Everyone ate as a group,
patients, attendants, doctors.

Doesn't look so bad.

I mean, lots of room,
plenty of light.

Just wait.

Okay. Let's get out of here.

Wait, let's see
what's on the menu.

Yeah, if they're serving chili,

-I'll definitely stay.
-Follow me, watch your steps.

I had a house
on the Jersey Shore like this.

Any guesses on what this is?

Oh, the attitude
readjustment room?

Sort of.

It's actually
the electroshock therapy room.

Ooh, kinky.

At the time
they started using it,

it was considered
cutting edge therapy.

Look at this.
I got to get me one of these.

It's beautiful, yeah.

Huh?

- Whoa!
- Dude, dude!

- Whoa!
- Okay! Really?

- Sorry, I had to.
- Oh, I like that. Nice try.

-I tried.
-All right.

Okay. Next room.

Watch your football game in
here, you don't have to move.

This is one of the dorms.

So they kept them
all in the same rooms?

Not everyone, but some.

They had to.

The facility was designed
to accommodate 800 patients.

At its peak, it held 2,500
and they never had enough staff.

So, they grouped
a lot of them together.

What is that?

That must be the crib.
I saw it on a documentary.

Some of the patients
were essentially

babies in adult bodies,

so they put them
in a giant crib.

Oh, man, it looks like
they kept them there.

Many patients spent their entire
lives at Pennhurst.

From childhood
until they died of old age.

That's a lot of Depend.

Right.

Thanks a lot.

I think they should
be called Definitely.

Oh, yeah!
Definitely, that's good.

-Yeah.
-And why do you have a coupon?

If you're shitting yourself,
who cares about the $3?

You got to pay $1,100 apiece
if you have to.

Pay close attention
to this one, Elden.

Because this is where
they would end up.

- Picking anything up?
- Not a thing!

Nothing, man?

-I'm shocked. Yeah.
-The morgue!

Yup! I believe they also did
autopsies in here, too.

- Oh, yeah.
- Look at this.

Oh, this is great.

-Don't touch that!
-I'm just getting a reading.

Take a peek in here.

Yeah. We can get a camera
in there, right?

Yeah, sure.

Nice, though.
One-stop retard shopping.

Oh, Badger, you might not wanna
let them hear you say that,

because you could end up in here
at some point.

Whoa!

Shit!

Sorry. Come on, guys!
Next room.

What the hell's
the matter with you?

-Crazy.
-Right?

This is Building B,

where the more severely
handicapped were kept.

What's more
severely handicapped?

- Vegetables!
- Essentially. Invalids.

People who just
couldn't function

on the most basic level
in society.

So, they just
warehouse them in here.

Yup. I mean,
what are you gonna do?

-You have to live somewhere.
-You left out some parts.

Jesus, Willard!

Shit!

Shit!

Pennhurst started out
as a good idea,

yet quickly spiraled downward
into a nightmare of...

Of intimidation.

There's beatings, rapes,
and castrations...

and experimental psychotropics,

and medicinal
and psychological abuse.

And if you weren't useful
to them as--

As slave labor to help
make the clothes

they sold at a profit
to the local businessmen,

well, then there was always
medical experimentation...

and lobotomies.

Hey! Who the hell
are you, anyway?

He's the caretaker.

Willard, thank you
for the history lesson here,

but we're trying to work.

Do you need
something specific

or are you just gonna
keep freaking us out?

Whoa! Whoa!

Holy shit! Look at this, guys!

-Yes! I got something!
-What you got over there?

Hold on a sec, let me see
if I can get a reading.

No, nada. Yeah.

You must've damaged
the equipment, Badger.

- No, no, no.
- There's nothing here.

I'm serious. You must've
dropped it or something.

-We're wasting our time.
-Wait. Shh, you guys.

What?

Did you hear that?

What the fuck was that?

Anybody got a video camera?

Guys! Guys, get over here,
you got to see this!

Look at this.

Right behind that wall.
There's a shape.

You see that?

That was amazing!

Oh, my goodness!
- Really?

Okay. So, do we always
find ghosts that fast?

- Never. Never during the day.
- No.

Okay. Jesse and I
are gonna take building B.

Sarah, Badger, Elden,
you guys are Building A.

- All right. What's our coverage?
- Full.

Wireless cams, EVPs,
thermals, EMFs,

motion-activated still cams.

I really want
this place covered.

Everything will feed back
into the production van,

and Scott
will be on the monitors

and acting as quarterback
on this one.

I think we really
have a shot here, guys.

-Don't fuck this up.
-Oh, thanks for the confidence.

I'm serious, Badger.

I think this is the real deal,
which means real ghosts.

So, you know the drill.

Don't challenge them,
don't aggravate them,

show them respect.

We're here as researchers.

Actually we're here as
researchers with shitty ratings.

So, let's stir up the pot
a little bit?

Did you not see
what I saw in there?

I don't think
we have to stir this pot at all.

It's not too late to leave.

Willard, if you're
gonna call the cops, do it.

If not,
please get out of our way.

I'm trying to help.

Are we ready?
Charged up, extra batteries?

- Ready.
- Charged.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

Elden, come on!

- Over there?
- Yes.

Wait, so you're saying that

they went hunting for ghosts
during the day?

What a rip!

Well, I mean,
it's not like the paranormal

really has, like,
a biological clock.

They're up 24/7.

What's that for?

Oh, that's
to bring the ghosts out.

Why did they have flashlights
during the daytime?

What are you asking me for?

I didn't make this shit up.
Like, this shit happened.

Wait. So, when
do the ghosts come out?

I mean, this isn't gonna be
like your last story,

I don't think I can handle
five more minutes

of them walking around
with nothing happening.

-I mean, does--
-You want some scary shit?

How about this?

-Hey!
-What the fuck was that for?

You were
trying to grab my boob!

-I was just joking, bitch.
-Perv.

- Cockblock!
- Guys! Just chill out, please.

All right, this is supposed
to be scary. It's haunted.

Now,
can I finish the F-ing story?

All right. So they were...

Girls were running out in terror
from the haunted house, right?

Well, I mean, they went
to go get their equipment.

Wait, so they're professional
ghost hunters

who leave their shit in the van
instead of bringing them

to the haunted house.

Look, Cody, I don't need
this shit from you right now.

Like, if you're not
interested in the story,

we could call your mom
and she could come pick you up.

No.

That's when shit started to get
freaky with a capital freak.

Whoa!

Yeah.

You know what, if you guys
don't need me for anything--

Um, actually,
you could hang a camera, too.

Yeah. You know what,
I think I'm gonna try to get

some readings in other rooms
of this building, you know.

- Mm-hmm.
- Play to my strengths.

Yeah.

He has strengths?

I heard that, cheeky monkey!

- No. No, he doesn't.
- Okay.

Okay. So, uh,
what I'm thinking here

is that we get
some wider lenses

to cover the whole area
and then we can, uh...

get some softer lenses
to cover the doors.

Um, you know, because,
I mean, it would be really cool

if we can, uh, get those, uh,
rooms-- The doors closing.

Um, yeah, I think if we get
the doors closing again,

-it's gonna be really cool.
-Okay.

-And what about the hallways?
-What about them?

Well, I was just thinking

we should put a camera
in the hallways, right?

That's where
the ghost came from in Q1.

Just to make sure
we cover all our bases.

Yeah. You're cute. Okay.

So, look, newbie,
um, trust me on this.

And once you've had a few years
in the business like I have,

you'll learn a few things.

Yeah, um,
we gotta cover this room.

So, why don't we just do it
my way?

Hey, Badger.
I don't need a few years

to know that
you're full of shit.

So, um, why don't you just cover
this room any way you want?

All right. Yeah, great.
Sounds good.

Then I'll just find
another room to cover.

Oh, um, well, hang on, wait.

I mean, I thought-- I thought
we could work together, though.

You know, I mean,
you're new and all.

I mean, I could teach you
a few things of the experience.

Not a fucking chance.

Okay. All right. I'll see you.

What an asshole!

Nice work, Sarah.
It was great.

Hmm. That went well.

All right, check it.

I set up my device to monitor
EMF readings.

Cross-reference them with EVP
and thermal data in real time

to eliminate false positives.

I figure if we can triangulate
even the lowest level readings

with corroborative data
then we can

detect more in our data set.

Can you speak English, please?

This thing F-ing rocks.

- That works.
- Yes.

Okay. Let's set up IRs in here
and the hallways.

-Yeah, that makes sense.
-Let me just go...

Did you hear that?

Yup.

Oh!

That's coming
from the east hall.

Let's go.

Help me!

I'm not getting anything.

Let's go.

Hello!

We mean you no harm!

Troubled souls?

Is anyone listening?

No?

Good.
Because you are so...

boring.

Well, I'm definitely
feeling something now.

What now?

Through that door.

Oh, my God.

What?

Are you seeing this?

It's amazing.

Holy shit!

What was that?

Sometimes ghosts
just wanna be acknowledged.

Willard, have you ever seen
anything like this?

Yes.

So, tell me this,

if you were a ghost,
where would you be?

I'll show you.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, man, I didn't even
hear this thing ring!

Oh, man.

Oh, shit!

Oh, man, I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to clear my head
before we tape my segment, okay?

Sorry if, you know, I--
I just scared you.

Okay, dude.
Let me get out of your way.

Is this your room or something?
Do you mind?

Hey, man! Hey, let's not
fuck round, all right?

Megan! Hey!
Hey, what the-- Hey!

Don't fuck with me!

Fuck!

Wow. What's this?

This is Q2.

This is where
you were sent for punishment.

Most of the patients
in this ward had a very low IQ.

But if you had normal IQ
and you were sent here,

it's because
you were considered difficult.

Being sent to Q2 is far worse

than being sent
to solitary confinement.

You're immersed
in a sea of people

you couldn't communicate with.

That sounds terrible.

Alone, in a crowd,
with no escape.

It was torture.

This is where
you'll find your ghosts.

So, do spirits just pop up
around here all the time?

It happens.

Has anyone ever
capture them on video before?

The spirit doesn't
wanna be seen.

It won't let itself be seen.

Why? Why would they
wanna be seen?

They're sending you a message.

So, in your experience,
are the spirits ever dangerous?

It depends on the message.

What are they trying to tell us?

I've been telling you. Leave.

Scared yet?

No. This is bullshit.

Corpses that move.

Is this a ghost story
or Walking Dead? I mean...

ghosts that look like zombies?

Not just ghosts, Dr. Death.

Who's that?

I've heard he was the vengeful
spirit of an old Nazi

who used to torture
his patients to death.

Well, I've heard that
he's actually

an escaped mental patient

who's been living here
since '85,

eating pigeons,
and sometimes even people.

Well, you're both wrong.

Dr. Death's been around for

longer than anyone
could remember.

You know, they say
he haunts these corridors,

stirred by the blood
of the living.

Oh, awesome!

Hey, kid! Kid!

Kid! Have you seen my friends?

Kid! Kid!
Have you seen a white van?

Kid!

Kid!

One guy and girl,
kind of like you two,

actually came up here one night

and didn't tell anyone
where they were going.

And they never made it out.

So, what did you hear from them?
Nobody knew where they went?

When they looked at the bodies,
carved into the skin...

was "Dr. Death was here."

If that happened, then why
didn't we see it on the news?

Jasmine, do you watch the news?

MTV News.

That's why.

Why didn't they just call
the cops on their cell phones?

Look at your cell phone
right now.

-No bars.
-Exactly.

There's no service for at least
a mile around here.

I think there's some payphones
somewhere, though.

If things really
were that freaky,

why didn't they just leave and
come back with police officers?

And the police would have
believed them?

They never believe
that supernatural shit.

Yeah. In the movies.

Well, this isn't a movie.

And the cops wouldn't have
gotten there in time anyway.

Besides, what makes you think
they'd be able to leave,

-even if they wanted to?
-What?

Well, the ghosts can do
whatever they want.

Seal this place up
nice and tight,

so that you couldn't go anywhere
unless they let you.

Whoa!

Wow.

Guess who just
earned his cash bonus?

Well, hello there.

Hi.

Megan?

Jesse?

Weird caretaker guy?

Everybody wants ghosts.

I'll give you ghosts.

You want ghosts?

I'll give you ghosts.

Enough ghosts.

A lot of ghosts.

Hello, ghosts, hello, ratings.

Fuck Alex.

Hello!

Shit!

♪ A pocket full of posies

♪ Ashes, ashes!

♪ We all fall down

♪ Ring-a-round the roses ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies

♪ Ashes, ashes! ♪

♪ We all fall down

♪ Ring-a-round the roses

♪ A pocket full of posies

♪ Ashes, ashes!

♪ We all fall down ♪

I knew you
would look for me again.

No, no, no!

Get away from me!

Let go of me!

I love you!
I need you, baby!

Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy!

Can I have my outdoor
privileges now, Doctor?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, whatever,
that's fine. Mm-hmm.

Oh, fuck!

Hey, that's way too rough!

- Whoa!
- Badger!

Whoa, whoa. Holy shit!

Oh, say it to my face. Say it!

- You!
- Touch my private place!

Everybody has private place!
You dirty...

Oh, shit!

I don't see why the guy
had it so bad.

I mean, he makes it
with some hot ghost chick.

I mean, can you say poltergasm?

Ha, ha, ha.
It's not that funny, man.

Like, ghost sex
is some serious shit.

You need protection.

Holy water and garlic...

and an ectoplasmic rubber.

She's gotta make sure
she's on the death control pill.

It sounds
like a sticky situation.

See? She gets it.

Bullshit.

The doors are locked,
there's nowhere to go.

Okay, guys, we can chill.
Watch the merchandise?

Yeah. I brought it, dude.

Yeah, well,
it's your dad's merchandise.

Chill out.

I'm cool, Vince.

Guys, all right,
if you're not getting it,

I'll just show you.

Let's go, guys.
I got nothing in here.

Nothing's working.

Hey, where are you guys at?
Somebody call in here.

Come on.

♪ Take my life

♪ Just make me drive... ♪

Yo! It's Scott, let's go.

Guys, my cell phone
doesn't work,

I got nothing in here.

Fuck.

Come on, guys.

Nothing works in here.

Very funny. Let's go.

How bad do you
want your raises?

You'll get nothin'.

Raises, locking me in a van.

Very funny.
I love your work.

Elden.

Jesse?

Elden?

Come on, guys.

What am I paying you guys for?
The last one here is fired.

Come on, guys.

If I wanted to be
scared shitless

I'd have dinner
with my mother-in-law.

Megan?

No!

Hey, guys.
Guys, where are you?

Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-Calm down. It's me.
-What the fuck!

-I'm trying to find my way back.
-You kidding me!

You'd not believe what
just happened to me.

-Oh, my God! Trade you.
-Holy shit!

- I got some crazy...
- What?

- ...stuff on here.
- Whoa.

Look at this!
I can't even believe.

This place is so fucked up.
I mean, seriously,

I can't even--
Here's the tape.

Do you see this?
Do you...

Badger?

Badger?

Badger, this is seriously
not funny anymore.

Badger!

No! No! No! No!

Hello?

- What the hell is going on?
- Hmm.

Oh, you've been a bad,
bad boy, haven't you?

Who the hell are you?

I'm your doctor.
And I'm here to help you.

What the hell is that thing?

What--
Why am I tied up like this?

Huh?
One thing at a time, my boy.

You do understand that your time
here at Pennhurst

is probably gonna be
the most valuable experience

someone in your condition
could have, don't you?

What is that thing?
What are you doing?

I'm just trying to figure out

whether or not you're ready
to embrace therapy.

Or do you still wanna play
your silly little games?

Games?

Hey, look, just let me out,
you fucking psycho.

Now, you see?
Bad attitude.

But that's okay.
I'm here to help you.

Because I'm your doctor
and I love you.

You love me?
Oh, fuck.

You motherfucker!

Okay. Okay.
Okay, okay, I get it.

I get it. Okay, I get it.

I'm sorry. Okay?
Start over?

Whatever you want, okay?
Tell me what is it you want.

You want money?
I got money,

I got so much money.
You can have it all, right?

You love me, right?
You want sex? Is that what--

That's cool. Okay?

In college,
I once blew a professor

just to get a C
on Modern European--

How do you feel?

-You feel better, huh?
-Fuck you.

You ready to play by the rules?

No? Aw.

Huh?

Oh! That's a real shame.
I had high hopes for you.

Please stop,
please stop, please stop.

Hmm.

Well, we try our best.

Can one of you guys
please answer your walkies?

This is Badger's?

Hmm, yes, it is.
And it's still rolling.

He's gotta be close.
Badger?

Good morning, sunshine.

What the fuck is going on?

What the fuck
do you want with me?

Let me out of here, man.

Now,
that's not the attitude to have.

What the fuck do you want?
Take off this strap.

You know, that's
the problem I have with you.

I don't like your language.

Hmm?

Now, I'm gonna have to stick
to drastic measures.

Drastic measures? What the fuck
are you talking about?

What the fuck is that?

What the fuck is that!
What are you doing?

Now, I know
this must look scary to you.

But it's actually quite simple.

And rather efficient.

The procedure I'm about to do

is called
a transorbital lobotomy.

Mm-hmm?

- Oh, yes.
- What are you doing?

What are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing?

- What the fuck are you doing?
- No!

Oh, baby, oh, yes,
that's more like it.

Perfect.

How does that feel?
Hmm?

Hello?

Anybody home?

That worked.

Hmm.

I see you're upset.

I'm sorry to worry you.

We have a very strict policy
about our patient safety.

The sad truth of the matter
is that there are many times

that they are in danger
of hurting themselves,

and we have to protect them
from themselves.

You have to trust me
here on this.

It's for the best.

- No, no, no.
- Come on, hey.

Are you all right?
Are you all right?

How does that feel?

I'll be back later.
We'll try it again.

That's Sarah's camera.

Oh, no.

This is getting scary.
Should we call the police?

I'm sure they're fine.

But I don't have
any reception at all.

All right. Let's go upstairs
and look for them.

Guys, this is the room.

Yeah.

- Love this.
- Yeah.

So love them.

The fatal faithful room.

Who cares?

Well, this is the room

where the guy
got his nuts chopped off.

Hello?

You got to help me.

I'm in a...

- Please help me.
- Of course.

-Of course, I can help you.
-Okay.

As your doctor,

I'm morally obligated
to help you.

What are you talking about?

But you
understand...

Get me out of here.

...we can't have patients
running around,

making babies
with other patients around here.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

- Get me out of here.
- Now, listen.

You got to help me.

- Of course, I will.
- You got to help me.

Calm down,

I will help you
as soon as we get you fixed.

Okay?

It's a simple procedure really.

-Just...
-What are you doing?

...hold still.

What are you doing?

I don't wanna nick you.

Wait. What are you doing?
No. No!

Oh.

That worked.

How would cutting off a guy's
scrotum make him less crazy?

My balls make me crazy.

Do you ever
wash them occasionally?

That's so not cool.

How could a bro
do that to another bro's junk?

Beware of the junk snipper.

He lurks these hallways,
he'll cut off your wiener.

If you have one.

What the fuck?

And no, it wasn't
the fucking junk snipper, Jake!

Well, maybe it was Dr. Death.

Or one of his victims,
trying to escape.

It's probably
just the wind, guys.

Maybe we were
just getting all the...

currents converging
on this spot.

I bet it happens every night.

It scares the shit out of...
...little kids.

It's not a ghost.
It's, like,

when the doors shuts in your
own house on a windy day.

It's all--

All right. I don't know physics.

But what the fuck
was that, genius?

Well, that sounds like
a psychopathic,

ghost murderer,
scraping rusty blades to get us.

-Wanna check it out?
-Okay.

Hey, guys, meet back
in the hallway where we came in.

Aren't you afraid
of Dr. Death?

Please! That's just a story.

I mean, it's a true story,
but those sounds weren't him.

Now, if you're done
interrupting,

I can finish the story.

And it might be the last time

you guys get a chance
to hear it.

Sarah!

Badger!

Elden?

Maybe they're high again.

I hate it when
he does that shit.

Scott!

What's that smell?

Isn't that the morgue?

Scott.

He's fucking dead.

I told you
you shouldn't be here.

He's right.

- We gotta find everybody else.
- You get us out of here.

This is locked!

No!

Goddamnit!
Fuck this!

-Megan, no!
-I will kill you.

No! Megan, come on.

I can hear you,
I can fucking hear you!

Show yourselves!

Show yourselves!

Come and get me!

Hello? We're at Pennhurst.

Someone's trying to kill...

Damn it!

Megan, it's Willard. Come on.

I thought you said
this is the safest way out?

We should leave this place now.

Badger, Scott's dead.
We have to go.

We have to go.
We have to go!

- Sarah!
- Keep moving.

-Keep moving.
-Sarah!

Just go, keep going.

Wait. No, no, no,
why are we going down?

Down is the only way out now.

-Where's Willard?
-He was just right there.

Oh, my God! No!

Go. Go!

Go, Megan!

What are you doing here?

How did you get here?

I've always been here.

Who are you?
What are you?

I'm trying to help you.

We're all trying to help you,
to protect you.

Protect me from what?

From them.

I don't know what's going on,

but I just
wanna get out of here.

What is that?

Willard, no!

I was killed by the people

who were supposed to take care
of me years ago.

Pennhurst is my home.

Just like you, Chris.

You know my name.

Willard, you're a ghost?

Chris Benham was the last
patient released from Pennhurst.

He was barely 18 years old.

No family would take him in.

No friends, nobody.

Pennhurst was the only home
he ever knew.

Its time, Chris.

I'm not like you.

I'm helping these people.

I'm not like you!

I'm not--

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

The spirits
weren't trying to hurt us,

they were trying to protect us.

Ladies, are you sure
there's five bodies in there?

Yes.

I'm only counting four.

Well, let's get down
to the hospital,

get you guys checked out.

Let's go to that door.

I don't like
being alone down here,

do you know where you're going?

Let's forget about this,
can we just go?

Guys, just chill out.

- It's nothing.
- Where are they?

Cody,
get the fuck down here.

-I'm not kidding!
-Jenny!

This is not funny,
this is not a funny joke!

Where the fuck are you guys?

- Coming!
- Hi, guys!

Oh, Jesus!
This isn't funny!

We do not
want to be here all night.

-Let's get out of here.
-I'm sorry.

Whatever happened
to the film crew?

Never heard from again.

- Dr. Death got them.
- That's not funny.

Well, it's just how it happened.

You're real.

Shit!

- Get them up? Great.
- Yup.

We're back here at
Pennhurst State School Asylum.

We came back, we were here
a couple years ago,

and we had some really
interesting findings.

So, as a result,
we came back again,

because we're trying
to disprove some of those

with more information
and background.

As you know,
Pennhurst was a mental asylum,

and it was used to house

a lot of the criminally insane
in the area.

And, unfortunately,
the nature of the business,

it just so happens
that a lot of the patients

are brutalized, victimized,
taken advantage of.

And, unfortunately,
that's just how it is.

That's what it is.

Is that blood?

Sure is.

All right, guys,
this isn't right.

- Holy shit!
- Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God.
- What happened?

-Oh, my God!
-That is brutal.