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(eerie music)

- Isabelle?

Isabelle?

(breathing heavily)

(ominous music)

So, this girl...

- It's not what you think.

- [Jane] And the police are asking questions.

And...

- It's not like that, you don't understand.

It's not like that.

- [Jane] And Cath?

And Abby?

And Blake? (panting)

- It's not like that.

(ominous music)

- Why?

Isabelle.

- It's not like that, Jane.

You don't understand.

It's not like that, I promise.

It's not like that.

(crying)

- [Jane] You're disgusting!

- No, it's not like that, Jane.

It's different.

- What have you done?

- You don't understand.

- Isabelle, what have you done?

Isabelle, what have you done?

And Cass and Abby and Blake?

- Why?

- And the people are asking me questions

and the people are, and my mother's asking me questions.

(screaming) (thumping)

- Jane?

Jane?

Jane?

Jane?

Jane?

Jane, Jane.

Jane.

Jane, wake up!

Jane.

Jane.

Jane?

Jane?

Jane!

Jane?

Jane?

Jane.

Jane. (crying)

Jane.

Come on, Jane, come on.

No.

Jane, come on.

(crying and screaming)

- Isabelle, Isabelle, Jesus, Isabelle!

Oh Christ!

Oh god!

Oh Jesus Christ!

Oh God! (crying)

(screaming)

Boys, boys, please, please, everything's okay,

everything will be okay.

No, no, Josh, I want you to go outside.

Go outside, Josh.

Marcus, take Josh outside, take him outside, please.

(sobbing)

- Mr. David Mann?

- Yes.

- Isabelle Mann?

Isabelle Mann?

- Yes, superintendent, Isabelle.

- Thank you.

- Should we have a lawyer here, superintendent,

if you intend to charge my daughter?

- You're welcome to call for representation, Mr. Mann

but at this stage it's not necessary.

We're not recording an interview as you can see.

No, I just want to have an informal chat,

if that's okay.

- So long as it has no negative impact on her defense.

- Isabelle, you will be charged

with the murder of Inspector John Witham,

the murder of 17-year-old Yusintha Rossie

and the murder of 14-year-old Samantha Kenny.

You'll also be implicated

in the disappearance and possible murder

of several other students from your school.

You have any comment to make at this time?

It was the belief of Inspector Witham

that you were not alone in these murders and abductions,

that you were aided and abetted

by another individual or individuals.

Have you any comment to make at this time?

Things will go much more smoothly and in your favor

if you chose to cooperate fully with us, Isabelle.

- Please answer the superintendent's questions, Isabelle.

- Did you bring those children to the woods?

Was it your idea to bury them there?

Can you tell me why Inspector Witham

and Miss Kenny were abandoned

and not secreted in the fashion of the other victims?

The way in which Inspector Witham

and Miss Kenny were murdered was brutal.

Is this indicative

of how the other missing children were killed?

Isabelle, will you cooperate

to disclose the remains of the other victims?

It will go a long way in your defense

if you do cooperate.

- I'm sorry, superintendent.

- If you do not have a defense lawyer

for your daughter, Mr. Mann,

the court will appoint one for you.

- I'll have that on hand, superintendent, thank you.

(ominous music)

- This is an honor.

- I agree.

- You're an icon.

Sorry.

- It's okay.

Know this, I wouldn't be in the position I'm in

without the help of people like you.

- Or stay as beautiful.

- You're too kind.

- I'm curious.

- [Female] About?

- How many does it take?

- Unbutton your shirt.

- I'm just a little nervous.

- You're fine.

Three.

- Hmm?

- You asked how many it takes.

Sometimes two, usually three.

There were two before you today so

it's almost full.

- I see.

- How are you feeling?

- A little sleepy.

- You should be out soon.

I promise you won't feel anything.

- I'm proud to be part of your regimen.

- Hold still.

(ominous music)

- Are you Jenny?

- Yeah, hi.

- Great, thanks for coming at such short notice.

Getting a babysitter these days

is a freaking pain in the ass.

- That's all right, I've got some studying to do anyway.

- Perfect, come on in, let me show you around.

- Ah, you must be Jenny.

- Yeah, hi.

- Lovely to meet you,

I'm Elaine. - Nice to meet you too.

I like your dress.

- Thank you.

- Elaine's a fashion designer, you know, the best.

- Thank you, Stewart.

Now Jenny, the twins are already in bed.

- So you don't need to worry about that.

- Our numbers are on the Post-Its.

- As is the wi-fi code.

- Help yourself to any food and drinks.

- Is that it, is that everything?

- I'll be fine.

You guys just have a good night.

- Thank you.

Come on, Stewart, we'll be late.

It's already past seven.

- Oh, one more thing, Jenny,

the TV in the lounge is nackered.

So if you do want to watch anything,

you'll have to do it upstairs in our bedroom.

- And there are my work mannequins in the room too.

I've put bin liners on them

but just be careful you don't disturb them.

- Okay.

- We'll be back around about 11.

- Have a good night. - Bye.

(ominous music)

(baby cooing) (soothing music)

- Whoa.

(ominous music)

I would not sleep with you in here, mister.

(wind whoosing)

- Are you aware of the very old saying?

- And what's that?

- What goes around comes around.

(ominous music)

(phone buzzing)

(camera clicking)

(phone buzzing)

- Don't say that.

(ominous music) Shit.

- [Stewart] I basically lasted

less than a week as a vegetarian

'cause I just missed my meat.

- [Waiter] Creme brulee.

- Thank you, thank you very much.

(phone ringing)

- [Elaine] Hello?

- Hi Elaine, sorry to interrupt your evening.

- Are the twins all right?

- Oh yeah, the twins are fine.

It's just one of your mannequins.

- Right.

- What's up?

- Well, I opened the window

and the breeze was really strong

and it knocked one of them over

and the hand came off.

- Right, well just leave it

and I'll see to it when we get back.

We won't be too long now, okay?

- I'm really, really, really sorry.

- It's fine, hon, it's fine.

- Bye.

- See ya later.

- What's happened?

- She knocked over one of my mannequins.

I specifically told her

not to go near my fucking mannequins.

- You want to go home now, don't you?

- No, no, it's fine, it's fine.

Yeah, we need to go.

(toilet flushing)

(ominous music)

(screaming)

- No!

(ominous music)

(squealing)

(ominous music)

(crying)

(thumping)

- [Elaine] Jenny, we're back.

- [Stewart] Hello.

- Is everything else okay?

- Jenny.

Perhaps you scared her off.

That'll save me 30 quid.

- The twins.

- They're fine.

- So where the hell is she?

- Who knows?

I'll go and check on the dummies.

I thought you only had two.

- I do.

Why?

(ominous music)

(gasps)

Jenny.

- Jesus Christ.

- Help me.

- Let's get her down.

(ominous music)

(gasps)

(door slams)

(fly buzzing)

(whistling)

(coughing)

(gasping)

(eerie music)

(grunting)

Fuck, fuck.

(fly buzzing)

(whistling)

(grunting)

(fly buzzing)

(grunting)

You lying mother fucker.

(grunting)

Fuck.

(grunting)

Come here, you bitch.

(grunting)

(glass breaking)

Missed me, mother fucker.

(grunting)

(whistling)

(grunting)

(ominous music)

(fly buzzing)

(whistling)

(sniffing)

- Dude Stephen.

- [Stephen] Yo?

- I did it.

I got the girl to come here.

- [Stephen] Which one?

- She's one of Claudio's girls.

He said that she's willing to do anything

and that we could get him a cut

of whatever he wants with her.

- All right, good.

- Yeah, it's great.

So how's everything here?

- It's all set.

- Oh man.

Excellent.

Yeah man, it's looking great.

Whew.

Oh man.

(sniffing)

Damn son, the good book?

You freaking idiot dude.

- You fucking noticed.

That's my bad.

Here.

- Yes, please.

It's cold out there.

(sniffing)

Oh yeah.

Oh you can tell this shit

has not been stepped on either.

- Shit, we got lucky,

most shit's cut with baby lax.

- Damn, fuck, I remember I got eight.

Oh man.

Got eight, right?

That shit was crazy.

This shit will taste much better with baking powder.

- So what's up, how long?

- Any time.

So how much are we getting out of the deal?

- It's two or three G's.

Buyer gets a cut, man,

it's the same dude I worked with the last year.

- That's it?

- Buyer gets a cut.

He saves our ass, all right?

- Got ya.

- He cuts all the connections.

- Got ya.

- What's up, you good?

- Just thought we were gonna get more.

- It's quick bucks.

How much do you want?

- 50/50.

- 70/30.

- Dude, are you fucking serious,

60/40 at least?

- Okay, you want to clean up?

- Okay. - All right.

(knocking on door)

- [Spice] Hello?

- You are cleaning this shit up.

- Got it? - Get it.

- Got it? - Get it.

- Got it?

All right.

- [Spice] Come on.

(knocking on door)

- [Male] Hello?

Uh cough syrup.

- [Spice] Makes the medicine go down.

- [Male] So you must be Sugar?

- [Spice] No, I'm Spice, makes everything nice.

- Oh, well why don't you take a seat, Spice?

- [Spice] What's your name, sweetie?

- Lionel Washington.

- (laughs) Okay, that's quite the name, Lionel.

You could be a president with that name.

- Maybe I'll give it a shot one day.

(laughs)

- Mind if I get comfortable?

- Go ahead, take a seat, Spice.

So Claudio was telling me

that you are one of his favorite girls.

Do you want some?

- Uh, do you mind if I freshen up?

- The toilet's here.

- Mmm, thank you sweetie.

- Fuck dude, she's probably gonna hit.

- Shut the fuck up.

- Fuck shut the fuck up.

Dude, she is playing hard too.

You're gonna fuck this up.

- Wait for the signal, all right?

- I better get some tonight

or I'm gonna be fucking pissed.

- Shut the fuck up.

(sighs)

- You better not fuck this up.

- [Spice] Refreshed.

Where do I put this?

- Just throw it next to the bed.

- So what are you two boys gonna do tonight?

- This is it.

- Mmhmm.

- Don't be shy.

I think I'll take some of that candy now.

- Why don't you lay on the bed?

- Oh, okay.

- You know only good girls get candy, right?

You only get one.

- Okay.

(sniffing)

Mmm, it's quite the party here.

What's that over there?

- Oh, we're film producers.

- Wow really?

- Yeah, we'd like to audition you.

- No, I mean I've always wanted to be in a movie

but I mean you guys are filming in this kind of motel.

- We do more like independent films,

art house types, the usual.

- We like to find real people, like you.

- Oh I see.

- We'll give you a real chance.

- Okay, oh, oh you guys like you know,

movie stars that don't really look like movie stars?

- No, we like the real thing.

- [Male] You're perfect.

- Okay, so what do you want me to do?

- Why don't you start by looking at that camera right there.

- Okay. - Mmhmm.

- That one?

- [Male] Just smile.

- [Stephen] That's good.

- [Male] Oh God, so pretty.

- [Stephen] Why don't you crawl towards me

real slow and real sexy?

That's it.

That's good.

- [Male] Ooh.

- You like that?

- [Male] Mmhmm.

- You're gonna have to trust us, okay?

We like to do things for real.

- I understand.

- You trust me?

- [Male] Like to keep it real.

- Why don't you give me a kiss?

That was sweet, that was real sweet.

Trust me?

- Yeah.

- [Male] Shit.

Here comes the monster.

- [Stephen] Are you ready?

- Okay.

- [Stephen] It's just gonna be a squeeze, okay?

- Okay.

- [Stephen] It's just a squeeze.

- [Male] Stephen, Stephen, be cool dude.

Stephen, stop, stop.

- [Stephen] It's only a movie.

- [Male] Stephen, you gotta stop dude.

- [Stephen] Now man.

- [Male] Now?

- [Stephen] Now, grab it.

Get it man, come on.

- [Male] Where'd you put it?

- [Stephen] Hurry up, it's under the bed, grab it.

Get it man, cut her.

- No, I don't want to.

- [Stephen] Cut her, dude.

Take that.

Come on, man, fucking get her again.

- No.

- Fucking get her again, fuck.

(knocking on door)

- [Stephen] Who the fuck is that?

Who is it? - I don't know.

- Yeah hold on.

Give me the fucking knife, man,

give me that.

Go grab a towel, quick go.

Hey, hey, hey, shh, I will fucking kill you all right?

Shut the fuck up.

Come here, put it on her mouth.

Put it on her mouth.

- You're gonna get us fucking--

- Bring her in the bathroom, go, go.

- Let's go, let's go.

- [Male] Get up, get up.

- No, no, no. - Hold on.

- Hurry up, go. - No, no.

- Go. - Shut the fuck up.

- [Spice] No.

(knocking on door)

- Yeah, hold on, all right?

(clears throat)

(sniffing)

(knocking on door)

Who's fucking knocking?

(eerie music)

Fuck, shit.

Help man.

Fuck this shit, you can have her.

(eerie music)

(groaning)

(eerie music)

(girl crying)

(coughing)

- [Spice] You fucking asshole.

(eerie music)

(crying)

You fucking asshole.

Yeah, you want an audition?

(eerie music)

Come here, say hello to Claudio.

(groaning)

(eerie music)

(laughs)

(eerie music)

Oh yeah, you mother fucker.

(eerie music)

Fuck you.

(eerie music)

(ominous music)

(gasping)

- [Female] Please, please!

Please let me go!

- [Male] I told you

to keep your fucking mouth shut.

Should I remind you again?

- No, no, I'll keep quiet, I'll keep quiet.

(crying)

- Shut up, shut up.

You ain't been eating, huh?

Damn.

(crying)

You're all shriveled up, girl.

- I need more to eat than this gruel.

I need to wash.

I need to go to the bathroom.

- You need, you need, you need.

I left you a bucket.

You can use that.

(laughs)

Oh I see you already have.

I believe I'd like to watch next time.

- Please, please just let me go to the bathroom.

Please, I promise I won't try to escape.

- Women, they've been promising all kinds of things, girlie,

ain't none of them ever happen.

- I'm different, really, really I am.

I won't ever lie to you.

I won't ever tell on you.

- Tell on me?

Tell on me?

Fucking you sure as fucking hell ain't gonna tell on me.

You need to be alive to do that.

(crying)

(laughs)

- Are you gonna kill me?

(laughs)

- Don't be asking questions

you already know the answer to.

It'll just depress you.

(crying)

Come on, now, let's talk about happier things, okay?

Like what's your favorite TV show?

- What?

- Your favorite TV show, come on.

Mine, mine is the Jersey Shore right.

Those are for sure the dumbest mother fuckers

I ever seen on TV.

You ever watched it?

- No, I never have.

- Okay, cable and shit,

there must be 1,000 shows on every night,

not everybody can watch 'em all.

I DVR most of the good'uns.

So what you watch?

- I don't have a television.

- You are fucking with me.

Oh yes, yes, you, I'll bet you watch those soaps.

I never did get into them.

I work during the days.

I DVR'ed 'em once to see what all the fuss was about,

see what I was missing.

Just seemed like a bunch of faggots and models

trying to be real people.

Now come on, what do you watch?

- I told you I don't have a television,

I don't watch television.

- You shitting me?

You're living in the God damn 20th century

and you don't own a TV,

you're some kind of twisted freak of nature,

that's what you are.

- It's the 21st century.

- What was that?

- You're wrong, it's the 21st century.

(laughs)

- You're right, I forget that one all the time.

Hell, now I'm probably living in the wrong century

for all I know.

Ain't that a pisser.

I said ain't that a pisser?

(slapping)

Fucking answer me when I talk to you, bitch!

(crying)

I didn't hit you that hard.

Come on, it was just a little love tap, that's all.

Hey, I could've hit you much harder

if I wanted to.

I had this one girl down here one time,

hit her so hard her fucking nose exploded.

Yeah, ruined her looks completely.

She was ugly then

so I had no further use for her.

And so you know?

(laughs)

- You've had other women down here?

- Nah, not women, girls really, yeah.

I like 'em real young.

It's best if they're virgin.

You aint a virgin, are you?

- No, I'm not.

So you see I'm not--

- I was getting kind of boring

'cause young girls they're all the same.

But women, mmm,

all women are different,

every one of 'em.

I decided to upgrade

to the more experienced model, you know,

ones that been broken in, so to speak.

(crying)

Why don't you tell me about it, huh?

- Tell you about what?

- Tell me about how you busted your cherry.

- I don't feel comfortable talking about that.

- You know, if I wanted to cut them--

- Oh God.

- I could perform one of those

whatever the hell the word is for tit removal, you know?

And you, oh yeah, you'd start to lose your appeal,

you know what I mean?

And then, you know.

- Okay, okay, okay, no, I'll tell you, I'll tell you.

- Good.

And don't leave nothing out.

None of the good parts.

- Okay, okay, okay.

His name was Bill.

(laughs)

- Are you shitting me?

Really, Bill?

That's my name.

Well William really.

The first guy that fucked you's name was Bill?

Shit, that's a way to start it, huh?

Now, now we're gonna have some of that

fucking symmetry because the last one to fuck you

is also gonna be Bill.

Oh I like that.

- Oh God, no, please, please, please don't kill me.

I just don't want to die.

- It's gonna happen.

It's gonna happen to all of us, it is.

It's the timing and the mean's the only thing.

Hey, you know that story of Scheherazade?

- Scheherazade, 1,001 Arabian Nights?

- Yeah, yeah, that's the one, that's the one.

Okay, well as long as she kept telling stories,

that sultan or raj or whatever the fuck he was,

he let her live, right?

That's what we got going on here, okay?

If you just keep telling me things,

keep me entertained like on TV and,

oh that's right, you're too good for TV.

Come on, Scheherazade.

- Please, please, I have to go to the bathroom.

I have to.

Please!

- There ain't no one stopping you.

- Oh God.

Ugh, can you turn away?

- Did I just get finished telling you

to keep me entertained?

(peeing)

Next time, you fucking lift that dress

and let me see what you got going on down there

or I will fucking cut that dress,

do you hear me?

All right.

Okay Scheherazade, go on.

Tell me the rest.

- His name was Bill.

He was in my homeroom class

and we had been making eyes at each other

since the term began.

He was cute but a little shy.

That first night out, we kissed

in the hallway of my apartment building

and his hand was all around my breast

but never quite on it.

He was afraid, I guess,

afraid I didn't want him to.

- [Bill] But you wanted him to, didn't you?

- Yes, I did.

It was very frustrating.

Finally I just took his hand

and put it right on my left breast.

He moaned.

He actually moaned.

I think he came in his pants.

- That wasn't the night, was it?

- No.

We never went all the way

until that fifth night.

I had never done it before

so I was cautious, I guess

and he never tried to force me.

- Pussy.

- No, he was nice, very nice.

And he was a virgin too, remember?

- How far'd you go dates two through four?

- Heavy petting.

He fingered me

and I gave him a hand job.

- No blow job?

- That was date six.

You want to hear about that night?

- We'll see, go on.

- So that fifth night

was on a picnic table in the park at night.

No one was around.

He wasn't expecting it but I was.

I wanted it,

I wanted it bad.

So I just lay back on the table

and I took my jeans off.

He looked at me like a hungry puppy.

I'll never forget the expression on his face.

Do you want to go all the way, he asked?

His voice cracked,

he was so nervous.

So I said, only with you, Billy.

I called him Billy.

So I started unbuckling his belt and

he fumbled with his zipper

and pulled down his Levi's

and he had a huge erection in his tighty whiteys

He pulled them down and

I took off my panties and

he climbed on top of me

and he stopped.

I don't have a rubber, he said.

So I held up the Trojan I stole from my dad's night table.

He had trouble putting it on so I helped him.

He entered me and

he thrusted and I arched my back and

he must've pumped four or five times and then gasped

and fell down on top of me.

I didn't have an orgasm

but then I didn't know much about orgasms back then.

That was it, it was done.

It was (crying),

it was the sweetest way any girl ever lost her virginity,

so innocent, so pure.

I still love that boy to this day.

- Now blow me or I'll slit your fucking throat.

Come on, suck it, bitch.

(screaming) (phone ringing)

Shit, what?

No.

- Yes honey, this is mommy.

What's the matter?

You're retainer?

Oh, don't worry about that baby.

You can live one night without your retainer.

It's not like your teeth are gonna,

stop crying,

oh stop crying, babe.

No, okay, daddy'll bring your retainer.

He'll be there in 15 minutes, okay?

Well next time you go on a sleepover, Carrie,

you make sure you pack everything okay?

Okay.

All right, he'll be there in 15 minutes,

I love you.

- Great.

It was the best one ever, Julie.

Come on, this was awesome, you were,

you were unbelievable.

- You were unbelievable so scary and sexy.

(laughs)

- Okay, I'm gonna go bring Carrie her retainer

and when we get back,

we are gonna get right back into this, okay?

- I don't know, Bill,

it was getting a little stale.

I mean better than the last time

but I don't know can we do it the other way around?

- You holding me as a sex slave?

I don't know about that.

- Why not?

You said you were up for anything?

- Yeah okay, I'm willing to do that next week

when Carrie goes away to sleepover camp

but can we just finish this one this time, please, baby,

it was so good?

You, you, you were in rare form.

- (laughs) Okay, I'll do it.

- Awesome.

- If you promise to strip naked first

before you force me to go downtown.

- Naked?

Why would a killer rapist strip naked honey?

That doesn't make any sense at all.

- Yes it does.

I've read plenty of psycho sexual predators

dance naked in the moonlight.

- Oh yes, wash in the blood of their victims.

Is that what you had in mind?

- Can't we stop at the butcher or something?

I don't know, chicken blood.

- I'm not washing, no,

I am not dancing naked in the moonlight

or washing chicken blood, uh uh.

- I'll let you pretend to disembowel me?

Huh?

Yeah, thought you'd like that.

- How about this?

How 'bout if I pretend to skin you

and wear your skin?

Then I could dance naked in the moonlight

and wash in chicken blood, huh?

- Ooh, how would we do that?

- I don't know.

(laughing)

We will figure something out, okay?

We always do, we do.

(romantic music)

I love you.

Life with you is like,

it's like this fantasy come to life.

We have come so far from where we started, you know?

- Yeah, we could definitely be like,

could never be like this with anybody else.

We were made for each other.

- Yeah, you, you're definitely a keeper, Julie.

- Don't forget to stop at the butcher, Billy.

- And I did not come in my pants that first night.

- Yes you did.

(dark piano music)

- We are all given a chance

at a peaceful, righteous and loving life.

Unfortunately, so many of us choose the wrong path,

the path of evil.

So now

all those insignificant souls

need to be sent to the place where they deserve.

Now there's nothing to be sad about.

You've already made your choice

and now it's my job to do what needs to be done.

You'll need to accept your fate.

That's why I'm here

to set you free.

I am your liaison.

I am going to deliver you

to the foot of the Lord and savior

that you chose to worship.

See.

You will comply.

No matter how hard you struggle,

your soul will be leaving this world today.

(ominous music)

(laughs)

Please, you'll embarrass us both.

Now,

a soul is at the base of the flesh,

and the flesh is an extension of the soul.

The day I came up to you in the diner

and tried to hand you my bible

and you flipped me off,

I knew that your soul was rotten.

Is that your fear I see in your eyes?

Are you sorry for your wicked ways?

Oh, hallelujah, we're communicating now.

You're finally making peace with this.

Do you know that every day

people wake up and say,

I want to do good

but it's easier to do bad?

I want to give and serve but that's hard.

What about my pleasure?

What about my needs?

Don't you see, I'm giving you a wonderful gift.

You never have to worry about these decisions ever again.

You get to live your wicked life forever in hell.

Thank you, you're welcome.

(laughs)

Shh.

(pounding) (dramatic music)

(grunting)

Your flesh is starting to fail you now.

So you need to get ready for your last breath.

(ominous music)

♪ Shame and haircut to it ♪

- I'll be waiting in hell for you, mother fucker.

- [Percy] I tried.

♪ You once were lost ♪

♪ But now you're found ♪

(dramatic music)

♪ Blind but now you'll see ♪

And now to purify the remains.

(ominous music)

Percy, your faithful servant.

No.

No.

(dark piano music)

(doorbell ringing)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- [Pretty Boy] Hello Shannon.

How are you tonight?

- I'm okay.

Who is it that I'm speaking to?

- [Pretty Boy] It's Pretty Boy.

- Pretty Boy?

- [Pretty Boy] Yes, I'm every woman's fantasy.

- Oh yeah?

- [Pretty Boy] Yes.

- What makes you think you could be my fantasy?

- [Pretty Boy] Because I just know.

- Oh, you do?

Okay, Pretty Boy.

- [Pretty Boy] Listen, I will tell you things,

things that you want to hear,

things that'll tickle your ear

and give you goosebumps

but there is one rule,

never ask what I look like.

That's the only rule.

Never ask what I look like.

- You think with a name like Pretty Boy,

you'd be able to talk all about your looks.

- [Pretty Boy] Just follow that rule

and we can play.

- Okay, I like a mystery.

- [Pretty Boy] Well, mystery scares most people.

Are you saying you like to be scared?

- Maybe.

I like to cuddle and watch horror movies.

- [Pretty Boy] Wow, horror fan, me too.

I love horror, it's my amusement park,

a real thrill, you know?

- So you gonna take me on a ride, big boy?

- [Pretty Boy] Pretty Boy.

- Right, Pretty Boy.

- [Pretty Boy] I would take you on the ride of a lifetime.

And even if you got scared and had to close your eyes,

you still would love it.

You see the scariest things

are not the things we choose not to see.

The scariest things are the things we never get to see.

- I like that.

- [Pretty Boy] Do you?

- Yeah, I'm daring, a rule breaker.

In fact, I'm gonna start right now

by breaking one of your rules.

- [Pretty Boy] No, do not do that.

- Okay, Mr. Rule Maker,

meet Miss Rule Breaker.

- [Pretty Boy] No.

- You know you talk a really good word game

but tell me, Pretty Boy,

'cause I just have to know

what do you look like?

Hello?

Did I scare you away, Pretty Boy?

- [Pretty Boy] No, you just invited me in.

See cancers through your heart

'cause the tongue will tell lies.

I asked them to see through me

but no one ever tries.

Smile and wave now saying your goodbyes

because if you ask what I look like

I will take away your eyes.

- What?

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- [Female] Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic

(phone ringing)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

(doorbell ringing)

(ominous music)

(crying)

(groaning)

(laughing) (dark piano music)

(eerie music)