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Police!

Shit.

It's 420.

We have a 10 zero.

I repeat, a 10 zero.

We need backup.

Now the bride had her fun, she must pay.

Hey.

Yeah.

Do you think we'll need anything else?

Um, I don't know.

Maybe not, but we'll see.

Okay.

You know what?

I always felt comfortable at supermarkets.

I don't know, call me weird.

Look at me, you think you are weird?

Hey!

Cherry cola, seriously?

Grab it and we'll go get ice cream.

Oh.

Right, ice cream.

Why didn't we think about it before?

You know what ice cream soda is?

Um no, but I can imagine.

It's very easy, it's just mixing a bowl

of ice cream with soda.

So a sloppy mess.

The crazier the flavors, the better.

And the bigger the cavities on the sugar rush.

Have you seen most of the shopping cart?

Yeah, that's true.

Where did you learn that recipe from, hell?

At chess camp.

Chess camp?

Bianka in chess camp.

It's okay, you can laugh if you want.

Why would I laugh?

Well, other people used to, you know.

I've just confessed to you that I feel wonder

in a supermarket, I don't know what's worse.

Well, the thing is that there,

instead of telling horror stories at night around the fire,

or I don't know, playing baseball in our spare time,

we used to make the most disgusting recipes from back home.

Got it.

Well, and, um, I got a recipe from Eric,

a guy from Philly.

Yeah, the ice cream or Eric?

Both.

Wow, now you are talking.

You like him, huh?

Um, well, there weren't any Asian guys at the camp

and he was the only one who didn't wear glasses.

And he watched underground anime.

So... - Nice.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Okay.

Hi Melanie.

Hi girl.

Are you going to a pajama party tonight?

Ha, we wish.

So you were talking about Eric,

the hot ice cream soda guy?

Yeah, him, you know, he just...

Whatever. - What?

Yes, what?

Well, um, he had lousy technique.

A lousy technique?

Yeah, um, he didn't win many games, you know?

And he was disqualified in a first round, so...

Okay, come on, don't fuck with me.

I'm not talking about that.

What happened with him?

Um, well, um, the last night we were together for a while.

That's all, it was just nice.

Nice.

What do you mean?

39.40, girls.

Okay.

Um.

Okay, keep the change.

Thank you, sweetie.

- Bye. - Bye.

It was nice, okay, that's all.

I don't want Melanie to know anything about my life.

It was bad enough with everyone at high school

knew that I was a virgin at 17.

But you still are.

Hello?

Well, we were together, okay, and we made out.

And?

But why do you wanna know?

Well, I thought we were friends.

Well, it was really good, okay.

And you only kissed?

You only kissed, right?

Why do you wanna know?

Did he put in you or not?

Oh my God, what's wrong with you?

Yeah, um, I'm, I'm sorry.

I'm a bit nervous about the job tonight,

and I'm just worried about you, that's all.

Well, we had a good time together, okay?

I am happy for you.

Thanks.

By the way, he put it inside of me.

I am so happy for you, I'm glad.

Thanks.

No seriously, I am so, so glad.

Oh, thank you.

And you know what?

I think it's best if you don't come tonight.

Wait, really?

Yeah, don't worry, I do it myself.

But everything we just bought...

Seriously, don't worry.

Go home and don't think about it.

But...

I will call you tomorrow, okay?

Okay, fine, but can I keep the blueberry jam at least?

Oh sure, yes, take it.

Thanks.

Take care.

What?

Nothing.

Yeah, yeah, this is fucking great.

Yeah, of course I have it.

And are you bringing yours?

You better not screw up.

It's about time to get on my case, Charlie?

No.

Hey Bianka, what a surprise.

How you doing?

You going anywhere?

Listen, let's talk later, okay?

I have to go, bye.

Hey, was it business or pleasure?

I don't know, it was my stepdad.

I always love your sense of humor.

Where are you going?

To the McGraw's.

For real?

For real, I'm taking care of the daughter tonight

while they're going to an orgy at the country club.

So I don't know which plan I'll have tonight,

going to the country club or to the McGraw's.

Do you need help with that bag?

You only have those two plans?

Not really, but if you want, I can go and see you.

No.

You know what, let's see.

Now seriously?

Rob?

Asshole.

Fucking big ones.

Princess, are you ready?

Come on, I've been waiting for more than half an hour.

You've been drinking for more than half an hour, you mean.

You cannot drink this whiskey, you taste it.

Do you think we are doing it right?

Leaving our little girl with a stranger?

Are you really going to start with that now?

Of course we are doing it right, we deserve it.

Yes I know, but...

But she has good recommendations, doesn't she?

Mm hm.

She's not a stranger.

Please stop worrying about it.

That money hungry group willing to do anything,

what tonight we have ahead?

You already know I'm more comfortable among equals.

Sam, stop it.

Hm, oh?

Not when the girl's at home, you know it.

She might come and see us.

The girl is 13.

Do you really think she's that naive?

Mm.

Enough, Sam.

I'm serious.

Okay.

Fine.

I'm almost done.

As soon as she arrives, we'll show her everything.

We'll introduce them, and we leave.

She should have gotten an IUD instead of that stupid lipo.

Well, maybe both.

Oh, excuse me.

I thought the bell wasn't working, and...

There is nothing wrong with the bell.

Don't worry, relax.

Come in.

Sam, come down, the nanny is here.

Sorry your name was?

Oh, eh, don't worry.

It's fine, my name is Bianka.

Right, Bianka.

Sam!

Coming!

This is the last time I'm betting for those Anaheim idiots.

They fucked up my fucking...

Hi.

Hi, Mr. McGraw.

She's the nanny.

Oh, sorry, Bianka, okay?

Yeah.

She's the girl we were talking about earlier.

Excellent.

I better finish getting ready.

Sweetie, make yourself comfortable.

You'll meet our daughter right away.

Sam, please, would you mind showing her around?

Of course, Allie.

Bianka?

Yeah.

Wanna come with me to the kitchen?

Oh yes, sir.

Beer?

No, thank you, sir.

I don't drink during work hours.

That's the spirit.

It was the test to see what you'd say.

By the way, you don't have to call me sir.

Mr. McGraw is better?

Unacceptable.

Mm, doctor?

To be honest, I'd rather you call me Sam.

Do you know what I do for living?

You are very famous, Sam.

Let's stop with the formalities.

Am I really?

Yeah, something like that.

The best plastic surgeon in the city.

For real?

That's where I heard.

I know some of your clients.

Well, luckily for me and my job,

not all women are like you.

What do you mean?

I mean that if they were, I wouldn't have any work to do.

Hey, Nicole!

That's my daughter.

Nicole, this is Bianka.

Hello, Nicole.

Hi.

She'll be taking care of you tonight.

I already told my parents I didn't need a nanny,

but they insisted.

Come, I'll show you the rest of the house.

Relax, honey, I'll do it.

Okay.

What a nice living room.

You have a really beautiful house.

Drink Bloodwiser.

The beer of the demon.

Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way.

Well, that would be all.

I don't know, you have our phone number

in case something happens.

Don't worry, Mrs. McGraw, we'll be fine.

Needless to say that, no junk food.

- Mm hm. - Horror films, mobile phones,

and especially no boys.

Okay, don't worry, Mrs. McGraw.

Don't stay up any later than 11.

Nicole has to be in bed and asleep.

Perfect.

And um, will there be bedtime stories?

Maybe.

Oh, come on honey.

We are late, as usual.

Yes, we are leaving.

So like I said, you can be relaxed.

You have our phone number, just in case call us.

But it's better if you don't.

Goodbye, Mrs. McGraw.

Bye, Sam!

Are you okay?

Without the girl, I'm surrounded

by all those blood suckers from the country club, super.

One thing, did she just call you Sam, and me Mrs. McGraw?

Youth nowadays, they don't respect anything,

Mrs. McGraw.

Do I have to go to bed yet?

Only if you want.

Um, what's for dinner?

Veggie soup.

I suppose so.

Change the channel.

Yeah, and what are you gonna put on TV, The Holy Mass?

"Night of the Living Dreads."

What do you prefer?

Pizza, nachos, or gummies?

You're messing with me.

And I have something very special for dessert.

What's the catch?

Tonight we're gonna have a blast.

It's Mom.

Mm, then answer it.

Mommy?

Hi, love.

How are you doing?

Is everything all right?

No, the nanny's kidnapped me and tied me to the bed.

Don't be silly, honey.

Everything's fine.

Don't worry.

Is she there?

Oh yeah, I'm here, Mrs. McGraw.

Everything is in order.

Brilliant.

So isn't it time you take my little girl to bed?

Sure, Mrs. McGraw, I will do it now.

And do you know what?

Tell me.

I'd rather you call me Mrs. Santera.

Paquita Maria Santera.

I don't like feeling I'm property of my husband

by a simple surname.

Furthermore, it is written on my legal documents.

Oh yeah, I'm sorry, Mrs...

Plus, I like to feel attached to my Hispanic roots.

Okay, understood Mrs. Santera.

Goodbye and good night.

Night, night, Love.

Sleep tight, my love.

Night, Mom.

So nice, your mom, isn't she?

Well, she grows on you.

I like the zombies nowadays more than these old ones.

Why?

I bet you love those stupid creepy pastas.

I know, old stuff sucks,

even if it's something as cool as zombies.

Hmm.

This ice cream soda is so tasty.

Isn't it?

I learned it from a boy called Eric from Philly.

My mom won't let me drink this too often.

Enjoy it while you can.

No!

Mm!

Emma!

Hey, how are you?

How's it going?

Everything is okay, don't worry.

We are watching "High School Musical."

Are you sure?

I mean, I can take the shit off my face

and be there in a bit.

Seriously, everything is okay.

Don't worry.

Yeah, okay, thanks babe.

Okay, fine.

Um, see you tomorrow.

Ricky, come here boy.

Mm, good boy, come here.

And what about this?

Have you ever tried?

Um, um, my mom doesn't ever let my dad smoke.

Here.

Am I not the coolest nanny you ever had?

I won't complain.

And you didn't want me to come?

Well, I think it's time to go to bed.

Um, are you going to tuck me in?

Let's go.

Tell me a bedtime story.

Let's go!

Come on, shorty.

Leave that and go to sleep.

Who's this?

Nosy, a friend.

A friend?

You wouldn't have done any bad things with him, would you?

Like smoking?

Okay, come on.

Leave the phone and hit the sack.

Wait, what about my bedtime story?

Bedtime story, are you serious?

If you'd rather I can tell one to you.

Don't you know the legend of Jimmy, the Fumigator?

Who?

If you're not telling me a story, I will.

Jimmy the Fumigator,

wasn't that a "Mortal Combat" character?

You wish.

The famous pervert murderer that broke out

of a high security mental hospital for disturbed criminals.

Oh, sounds scary.

And why was he there?

He was a mutilator murder.

Wow.

He wore the fumigator mask

because that used to be his job.

And guess what?

He used to sneak in people's houses

just to kill and rape nannies.

As long as he did it in that same order.

I'm serious.

You are not safe either.

Oh, he only kills nanny.

Go to sleep now, girl.

Even the Slenderman is scarier.

The forecast, plenty of sunshine

through today with...

Hello?

Mr. McGraw.

Fuck.

Motherfucker.

No, you can't.

I told you to warn me and I opened the back door

when the kid was asleep.

I just wanted to add some excitement.

That not necessary.

Were you scared?

Is she asleep?

Yeah, I put tons of shit in her ice cream soda.

And you said you don't need any more excitement?

What?

What the fuck is an ice cream soda?

It's an ice cream with some cherry cola.

Well, it's a bowl of ice cream with some soft drink.

I dunno.

The fuck is that?

Actually, it doesn't matter.

- Okay. - Did you bring everything?

Good morning.

Charlie?

Charlie, leave that alone!

Everything babe, check it yourself.

Okay.

The capes,

the rope,

chloroform,

dagger,

burger.

Burger?

Yeah, I'm starving.

I love the dagger.

You have any ketchup?

What, this?

Is this what you talking about?

Charlie, what is it?

The spell, duh.

I already told you, I bring the original one.

What's next?

You brought a photo copy?

Yeah, just in case.

At the shop?

Yeah, of course.

Fuck off, Charlie.

We weren't supposed to leave traces

of what we were doing tonight.

Oh yeah, for sure the guy in the photocopy shop,

the moment he saw it, he said,

"Oh my God, this girl belongs to the Lucifer a Satanic Sect.

And she's sprinting, and they're spelling.

They're going to murder a poor and innocent virgin

with a sacrificial dagger...

Don't you dare pronounce her name in vain.

Lucifer a is an ancient demon praised

by the Lucifera's Clan, online lesbian satanic sect,

which you can only join obviously by being a woman

on the dark web, creating a snuff film sacrificing a virgin,

but first reading the words of the spell

and then carrying it out with a sacrificial dagger.

Bianka and Charlie signed themselves up

in the summer of 2019.

And tonight they've decided

to take this important step.

Fine, fine.

You have any ketchup?

No.

Let's get to work.

Already?

Yeah.

The time has come.

Finally.

We've been waiting for so long.

Now the bride had her fun.

She must pay.

Help, please!

Please, someone help me.

Bianka, she just woke up.

Oh no no no.

No, Bianka please, what are you doing?

Do I do it or do you?

Hm, I want to stab her.

No!

Do I read them?

Please.

Please, someone, please help me!

Oh, sorry.

You're dying in honor of the great Lucifer a.

Help me, someone help me!

Fuck it.

I knew I had forgotten something.

What?

The tape for her mouth.

Mm, what, don't worry.

I use some sock or something.

No!

Are we really going to kill her

with her mother's underwear in her mouth?

Not even one ounce of dignity.

I couldn't care less.

Is the camera recording?

Um, I don't think so.

Fucking aye, these circles will be for nothing

if we don't record it.

Going.

Cheese!

Ah, done!

You bitches, let me loose!

Help, someone!

Fuck it, give me three panties from that damn drawer.

Ready.

Now? - Yes.

Who the fuck is that?

How the fuck would I know?

Are you expecting someone?

Sure, fucking Santa Claus.

Who the fuck would I be expecting?

Ah, okay, I'm going downstairs and I go to check.

Okay.

Stay here and make sure she doesn't move.

Sure.

She doesn't move.

Relax, I'm on it.

Shh.

Hey.

Robert.

What a surprise, I wasn't expecting you.

I already told you that I will call you tomorrow.

Oh, come on.

For sure that girl is sleeping and you are bored.

I know you're a night owl.

Your Instagram stories betray you.

Yeah, I know, but I have...

I will help you with anything you need.

By the way, what are you wearing?

Wow, it's the latest trend.

Really?

Mm.

I think it will be best if you come on over time, please.

Oh come on, babe.

I've even ordered a pizza.

I won't take know for an answer, no.

For how long have you been avoiding me?

Okay.

Okay, come inside.

Cool, great.

Only for a while.

So this is home for Dr. McGraw

and his MILF of a wife?

It is.

Not bad.

Not bad.

You keep repeating what I'm saying.

It seems.

Will you repeat what I do?

Um, who knows?

You knew deep inside, this had to happen.

For sure.

It's not true what they said about you back

in the high school, right?

What did they say?

You were a dyke.

Is that so?

It really was not true, okay?

So it's also not true what people said about you, is it?

What do they say about me?

Hat you like chicks with dicks.

What?

What the fuck is this?

Who was that?

Did you untie her?

Um, yeah.

Don't worry, everything is under control.

You're a complete retard,

aren't you? - Hey.

Don't say that, Nanny.

I have a cousin with the real mental deficiency

and it's not nice to call someone a...

Could you shut up?

And you tie her up now.

But who was at the door?

Okay, can we finish this

for the last fucking time, please?

I'm sorry, little girl.

Don't worry.

These things happen.

I'm sorry, what was that?

If I'd stay downstairs any longer what would you done?

You take her to a trip in the zoo?

The zoos are cool places,

with all these animals locked up in close spaces.

Shut the fuck up!

I want to see how that stupid spell works.

What did you just say?

Here.

Let me take care of killing this last famous little bitch.

You read.

- But you said that... - No, read.

I think that... I said read.

Fuck's sake, all right.

What?

You're saying it wrong, it's

Not.

Okay.

Jesus, start over.

Oh yeah, sorry.

You're kind of a joke, aren't you?

You shut up.

Ah, wait, I start recording.

What?

Nothing?

No, you're not looking at me like that about nothing.

What's happening?

It ran out battery.

What?

Well, that.

Okay um, take my phone, Charlie.

Ready.

Start recording, let's do this quickly.

It's the bitch of a mother again.

Don't answer.

Um, okay.

Help someone, someone please help!

Don't make us look for another disgusting virgin.

My classroom is full of them.

I think.

You shut up.

You go down.

Like this?

Okay.

Hi.

Hey, hi, here's your order.

The pizza you ordered.

Okay.

I'm not sure whether you order it,

but I believe this is the address, isn't it?

Um, right?

Okay then, here's a Hawaiian pizza,

with a surprise ingredient.

Family size, 17.50, please.

So, a surprise ingredient?

Yeah.

And I suppose it would be pineapple, right?

No, err, the surprise ingredient is secret.

Not even us delivery guys know.

Wow.

It is a secret then.

And uh, tell me.

Oh, I lost my bet.

I lost it with cows.

Well, the truth is a long story.

Cherry jam.

Exactly.

Thank goodness.

Bianka, come down.

Oh, so there's more people?

Of course, babe.

How would I eat a family size pizza all by myself?

Some people save some to eat cold for breakfast.

Not me.

Especially after having eaten some already.

What?

Yeah.

That's from yesterday.

We are such slobs.

Do you think he'll do the job?

Excuse me?

I think he will.

Why don't you leave the box?

We'll get you the money now.

All right.

She's Bianka.

And I'm Charlie.

My, my name...

You know what?

We are giving you another name for today.

Will you?

Yeah.

We like to play.

How about some music?

Fine for me.

- Yeah? - Sure.

So Charlie, what should we call him?

Let me think.

He has the face of a horror master, don't you think?

What name do these kind of guys have?

I'm not sure either.

I'm Natalie, I don't know.

How about something Italian?

Mm, I like that.

Something like Bernardo?

Let's see.

Your name is not Bernardo, by a chance, is it?

No, through...

Shh.

Anyways.

You still have the look of a horror master.

Yes you do.

And we like playing.

A lot.

And weird stuff.

How weird?

Weird, you know, like recording ourselves.

But you have done this before, haven't you?

Recording myself?

No.

A threesome?

Maybe.

Never.

Have you even been with a girl before?

I will honestly, no.

Relax, Bernardo.

We're not judging you.

I will honestly, no.

He tastes like shit.

You bastard!

Are you recording everything?

Yeah.

I don't feel anything.

Me neither.

Should we wait?

It should be immediate.

I think this was fucking useless.

He was not a damn virgin.

Listen to me, piece of shit.

You told us you were virgin.

Is that true or no?

If that's not true, you're dying in vain, you asshole.

Yeah.

Come on, talk.

I...

What?

I fucked...

What?

I fuck my cousin from my...

What?

My name's Gary.

That's a horror master name.

Don't be ridiculous, that's some Latin ex immigrant name.

We've screwed up, we screwed out so bad.

Fuck me.

And wait till you hear who I locked in the bathroom there.

Shit, the kid.

Let's go.

Where the fuck has she gotten?

Shit!

Okay, go out and look for her.

I'll look for her inside.

She couldn't have gone too far.

Baby.

Hey, kiddo.

Seriously.

I know that people tend

to say this in these situations.

But it's best if you come out,

before we find you.

It's for your own good!

Hello, shorty.

Wow.

What are you going to do with that?

We are not thinking to use it, are you?

Motherfucker!

Bye, bye, Nanny.

What now, huh?

You bitch!

No!

You killed my best friend!

Who's laughing now?

Hey, Bianka, really?

My parents are so loaded, you know?

You don't say?

I think that you could reach an agreement, and...

Silence!

You're about to die in honor of the great Lucifer a,

so shut up and show a little bit of respect.

No, please.

Die, you little bitch!

You die, you bitch!

I, I wasn't expecting that.

Hey kid.

Hi.

Can you release me?

Sure, let's get the fuck out of here.

You've gotta leave in this scary house, don't worry.

I need to call my parents.

Right away, come on.

Get into the car, okay?

Where are we going?

I'm taking you to the hospital,

from there you will be able to call your parents.

Thank you, so much.

No problem.

Open, police!

Shit!

420, we have a 10 zero.

I repeat, a 10 zero, we need back up.

Oh my daughter, my God.

My girl, where is my daughter?

What's going on?

I'm sorry, but you cannot go inside.

Let me in.

It's okay, officers.

This is our home, for fuck's sake.

This is helpful.

Sir, this is an active crime scene.

What's happened for the love of Dios!

Where my daughter, Nicole!

Miss, seriously, you cannot go into the house

for now, until...

Please, Paquita!

Defenses, understanding the game,

understanding positioning.

He's taken down!

Preston Smith comes in for the...

Where's the nanny, where, where's my daughter?

Mr. McGraw, your daughter is missing.

Pequita!

Where are we?

What's this?

It's okay.

Everything will be fine.

She is ready.

Let's begin.

Don't you know the legend of Jimmy the Fumigator?