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The church has deemed myself and the girls who stay here...

caretakers of this facility.

The Chapel and the Mausoleum are cleaned daily.

The Cemetery grounds are tidied.

In addition to your studies...

these are your chores.

Consider them a privilege.

If you argue them or break my rules you will...

quickly find yourself back on the street.

Do you understand, child?

Yes, sister Sylvia.

You peed the bed again.

Very good, Sadie.

That makes 11 Divine dollars for the month.

One more and you can purchase

a chore free day or maybe

a fresh pair of socks.

Yes, sister Sylvia.

Who wants to go next?

Mabel.

-Is everything alright? -I'm not feeling well today?

I'm sorry to hear that child...

but maybe it's because you didn't say your prayers last night.

Did you say your prayers last night?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes, sister Sylvia.

Step to the front of the chapel, please.

Let us see what God's truth serum has to say.

Stick out your tongue.

Clear...

for truth tellers.

Black...

for little liars.

I...

hate and abhor liars.

But...

thy law...

do I love.

Hold out your hands.

And what do you say, child?

Mother may I?

Mother may I what?

Mother may I have another?

Fingers not clasped together in prayer are as sharp as the devil's tooth.

So the kiss of Jesus...

comes with a bite.

And in that suffering...

lies the narrow path...

to God.

I'm having someone over tonight.

What do you mean?

Someone's coming to visit me.

What?

You can't have a visitor, Sadie, you're gonna get us in trouble.

Don't worry about it.

Who is she?

It's not a she, it's a he.

A boy?

Sadie.

You know you can't let her push you around all the time.

Who?

Just food colouring you know?

How do you know?

Because there's no such thing as God's truth serum, Mabel.

Jesus.

But it was right.

I didn't say my prayers last night.

She's a fucking monster! -

-She might hear you. -I don't care, fuck her!

You can't have a boy over.

What's so important girls?

Nothing, sister Sylvia.

And what do you say child?

Mother may I.

Mother...

may I, what?

Mother may I have another?

Fingers not clasped together in prayer...

are as sharp as the devil's tooth. So the kiss of Jesus...

comes with a bite. And in that suffering...

lies the narrow path to God.

Get out! Get out of here!

Thank you, sister Sylvia.

-You wanted to see us? -Yes.

Please come in, sit down.

I know these sheets...

came from your room despite your effort to hide them.

So...

which bed did they come from?

They're not from our room sister Sylvia.

Really?

Is that true Mabel?

No...

they're mine.

Yes, that's what I thought.

Well...

I'll let it slide for three of your Divine dollars.

I don't have any, sister Sylvia.

No, of course you don't.

She can have three of mine.

No, I don't think so.

Well Mabel.

You just have to do without your sheets then.

-Sister Sylvia, please, it's cold out. -Just take mine.

Your pillow too, Mabel. Bring it to my office.

Bitch.

Pardon?

Why did you just say?

Sadie had a boy over last night. I saw them in our bedroom.

What? I was just trying to...

Is this true, Sadie?

Yes, it's true.

Do you love this boy?

Does it matter?

I asked you a question!

Yes, I love him.

He makes me happy.

Thought for once in my life I deserved that.

Well...

Now it's clear why you've been pissing your little panties, Mabel.

Why?

Because there is a fiend among us.

Demons take on many forms. Don't they, Sadie?

You're just...

a sick old lady who's never been loved a day in her life.

I'm loved.

I'm loved, my dear.

By the only being that matters.

Now...

remove your garments as a sign of obedience.

What?

-No! -Then you can go back on the street.

Go to this boy.

I'm sure he'll take you in.

I can't.

No, of course, you can't.

Because, men only lay with whores.

They don't invite them into their homes.

Remove your garments...

or you go.

It's simple.

Everything! Face the wall.

Thank you Mabel for telling the truth today.

With truth there is a reward.

You may have all of Sadie's Divine dollars. Take them with you when you go.

But don't go yet.

I want you to see something.

You say you love this boy...

while the greatest sign of love is Jesus sacrifice on the cross.

Love, to be real, has to...

-hurt. -Sister Sylvia, please.

If what you feel...

is true and pure...

then your suffering will be blissful.

My girls...

My God.

I figured you'd kill him.

What are you going to do?

I asked, what are you going to do with the corpse?

It wasn't intentional, right?

I understand.

You were lonely. You invited him over... but not for that.

You said "Go home," but he wouldn't.

Things turned sour.

Next thing you know... he's dead.

Big sister is here to help.

Mankind will perish.

Here's to the next tsunami!

I am the Hell-Chef.

I can make anyone delicious.

Take off his clothes.

Hurry!

HURRY!

Let's get things started!

Shit!

He's still alive?

You! Lend a hand.

It hurts...

Hold him.

Stop...

It hurts!

No choice, I guess.

It hurts!

Everything's okay now.

For meat, the fresher the better.

Here, watch.

See, pretty simple, right?

Ready... Set...

You have to wrap the meat so it doesn't fall apart.

Green onion absorbs the meat odor.

As does the ginger.

Three parts soy sauce to one part sake.

Hold him firmly.

One... Two...

One clean piece!

Like hard boiled eggs.

Dig in.

Asshole! I didn't say I was for sale!

I'm sorry.

You said you just wanted to talk.

This isn't talking.

I said I wasn't for sale!

You cut yourself to feel alive?

You're a whore masquerading as a weakling!

You kill to figure out life's meaning?

What meaning?

Who fucking cares?

Wrist cutting is a time-honored tradition.

It used to be the stomach.

At some point it switched to the arms.

Cut your belly open.

Seppuku.

Harakiri!

Alive

I'll be seeing you.

I'm alive!

Yes, yes. I...

I will go ahead and place this full order.

Yes, we'll go ahead and make that three full pallets.

Yes,

No, thank you for the business, Dave.

Lucy says...

Well first of all, the guy, from what I understand...

He stole the last election. The guy's got nothing but political... political problems.

-I don't like it... -Honey?

If your guy doesn't win, the other guy stole the election. How many times...

Do you think we should contribute to this campaign again?

Of course. Don't listen to any of that. He's the right guy.

-He's the right guy. -I'll write him a check.

I'm not just making this up...

...if one person says it -!

-You got a catalog. -I love that catalog.

-Thank you! -Just because you say...

...he's cheating, you stole the last argument I've got.

-Ready? -No details from you whatsoever

-Getting hungry. -So I'm suppose to accept...

This is very good, honey.

Thank you.

It's all about the meat.

Dave said to say hello.

He's a nice man.

I think we should take him and Tammy out for dinner.

Did he place a big order?

Well, yes he did.

He's been very good for the business.

I like his wife.

You know...

the recycling bin, has a big crack in the top.

The rain drips through and it just makes a mess.

And it's so smelly.

Do you think you could call the City force and have them deliver another one?

You know, I already did.

And they just weren't responsive.

We pay so much damn tax.

-Humm. -I wish they'd be a little more responsible.

Very frustrating.

Are we still gonna have time to make it to the show?

I hope so. I want to see that new horror film.

I'm looking forward to taking you for a movie.

Thanks, honey.

It's our date night.

Yes, it is.

Your dinner.

Darling, your birthday's coming up.

How many?

It'll be 25 this year.

What would you like for your birthday?

Outside.

No...

No, it's much too dangerous outside.

Please, daddy?

There are bad people...

Bad things happen to you outside. Remember?

But you pr-protect me.

No.

Your mother and I think a pretty dress.

Wouldn't you like to have a pretty dress for your birthday?

I'll have mother go shopping, tomorrow.

Go ahead and eat.

We don't have much time.

Mommy...

Mommy, still mad at me?

Women are interesting.

She'll get over it.

You tell her I miss her.

Hurry up and finish.

Mommy and daddy have somewhere to go.

You're a pretty girl.

Thank you, daddy.

You are...

Daddy's little angel.

Now, let's go.

I'm very close.

I'm very close.

Come to daddy.

Tomorrow, we do oral pleasure.

You better get yourself cleaned up.

Pleasant dreams, darling.

Hi, Fred.

-Hi, Lucy! -How you doing?

-Just taking out the trash. -It's gotta happen.

-Well, hello Fred. -Hi, Bob!

I heard about the prowler at Mrs. Carlson's.

That was real bad.

You know, we're gonna be gone for a couple of hours...

-you'll watch the place for us, won't you? -I sure will!

You know, it's a dangerous place out here.

Let's go, Lucy.

Are you sure it's her?

Look Doctor, these are the results from the DNA analysis, there's no doubt.

-And her kidnappers? -You mean her "murderers".

During the eighteen months of her abduction, sister Magda has been raped, tortured and hardly fed.

The pathologist says she died while giving birth.

Her distal phalanges have been chopped off and her teeth have been pulled out...

they probably didn't want her to be identified.

Are you going to find them?

Honestly, Doctor, it's going to be hard.

I am informing you because it's a moral duty towards your family.

But to the rest of the people, sister Magda is still "officially disappeared".

I'm not going to tell my wife, Chief.

I guess it's better for her to think that her sister set aside her habit to run away with a man.

Riccardo!

I think that's the right choice.

Riccardo!

And Livio?

Where's Livio?

He didn't make it.

What do you mean?

It happens with twin-births.

He suffered because of his umbilical cord... anoxia.

He was already dead when he came out.

But I heard him crying!

-That's impossible, dear. -I heard him!

To your glory, almighty Moloch!

Into these sacred flames we sacrifice our future in order to enjoy magnificent lavishness in our earthly present.

God, on a night of a full moon, accept the sacrifice of my son Livio...

and grant us your protection and your favors.

Stand up brothers!

Tonight I will offer a double sacrifice to Moloch.

After many vain attempts to recreate the wolf woman,

l offer my own wife for this new experiment.

I have reached the conclusion that this drug I have created...

and an intensive hormone therapy will facilitate the return to the state of an animal.

But before that, my wife's body has to be transformed like we have done with the other women.

These posts...

will allow the implantation of wolf claws.

The teeth...

will be replaced with fangs.

Still, still!

Why is she unchained?

We want to recreate the cave habitat in order to accelerate her return to the state of an animal.

So you guarantee that the experiment will be successful, our children will be genetically superior?

It is already successful!

And they will build a new empire as Romolo did.

Make her feed the baby!

Stop! Stay still!

Are you ready?

Stop!

I said stop, you bitch!

Stop!

Stop, you bitch!

Open! Open!

Finally, here it is!

You really want to go in?

You've been whining all morning because you wanted to come.

And now you're scared?

I am never scared!

Then stop complaining, let's go.

What the fuck?

Let's go, come on.

Let's go, come on.

Ok, let's go...

You know men and women are funny.

They live together in perfect harmony.

But the second death comes knocking at your door...

everything just comes unglued.

Now you take my smoking, for example.

A few years ago...

doc tells me...

I need to quit.

I guess you can see I didn't take his advice.

Look at me now.

I said look at me!

No cancer...

nothing.

Now my wife, on the other hand.

She gets cancer in the breast.

Never smoked a day in her life.

No history in her family.

Doctor tells her...

she's gonna lose one of her breasts.

Now I would imagine...

that that's some pretty scary for a decent woman to go through.

That's just luck, really.

I imagine you had a choice...

when you were younger.

Whether you were gonna walk the straight and narrow or not.

I guess it's kind of obvious what choice you made?

I know what you think.

You think I'm going to rape you, don't you?

Couldn't be farther from the truth.

I don't know. Maybe you're into that kind of thing.

You like that?

See this isn't a hobby for me.

See, if you don't take care of your toys.

They get taken away.

Except for that cancer, my wife is damn near perfect.

Hi, honey, how was your day?

It was taxing.

Dinner's ready.

That smells great, but...

I could just, I could really use a drink right now.

You want a beer or something harder?

Something harder, I think.

You got it.

You know, I just I really wonder if what I'm doing is helping.

Your work is important.

You are important.

Well, unfortunately just being important doesn't make...

people want to listen.

I'm just, I'm working so hard...

to make a difference.

And it just seems like the harder I work...

the more I do, the more things just stay the same.

I do love you, John.

I'm going to be home late.

You got a lot to do, I left a list of chores on the table for you.

If you need to go outside for anything.

Make sure you put on that makeup that I got you for Christmas.

Fucking piece of shit car! Fuckin' A! Fuck! Fuck!

Please, please, please, stop.

Please stop, please stop.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Come on, come on, come on...

Little car trouble?

Thank God. Yeah. I don't... This fucking piece of shit car.

I don't know what happened, it just...

-Well, I think I got some cables up in my... -Do...

Rise and shine.

Let me go, you fucking asshole!

I'm talking to you, motherfucker!

-So glad I didn't gag you. -Fuck you!

Get these fucking handcuffs off me!

Not a fan of handcuffs?

You know...

You know funny thing is...

up until recently, I wasn't either.

But I I saw this thing on John Wayne Gacy.

And they said he used to get his victims into his house.

And he'd ask them...

Would you like to see magic trick?

But the kicker was he'd get them to handcuff themselves.

I've always been a fan of the direct approach myself.

Let's see if you're just as pretty on the inside.

John.

Lisa...

what, what are you doing here?

I followed you.

I wanted to watch you work.

But y-yo-you can't be here.

God, please help me!

He's crazy! He's trying to kill me!

Please, help me!

Shut your mouth, you fucking whore!

I'm your wife, John.

To have and to hold...

whither thou goest I will follow.

Lisa, don't do this.

Come on, John. Let's fuck her good.

No...

Fuck you, you fucking bitch!

Why did you hit me?

Why did you hit me?

Why did I hit her?

Okay, then.

Because you're a no good, disease spreading waste...

of human skin.

And you need to be taught a lesson.

A good woman, does everything for her man.

She gives him everything, no matter what.

Nooo!

Even if it mean she doesn't get to have any children.

Or ever, ever have any friends or family or career or anything!

She gives every fucking thing to him.

She gives, and gives and gives and gives...

and gives and gives until there's nothing left inside...

-herself! -That's enough! Stop! Stop.

Isn't this what you want, John?

Lisa, look at what you've done.

There's an order to things.

You've ignored protocol.

It's my first time.

-I can learn. You can teach me. -No. No.

You don't need to be taught.

I really did love you.

You were perfect, Lisa.

Such a good wife.

Quick.

Thanks, for coming and so fast.

Yes, the way is far.

Diphteria.

Does he have to go to the Hospital?

Hospital? From here? Not possible.

Lay him over there.

Faster!

You better leave the room.

What he needs now is penicillin.

Is he allergic?

"Letter of reference"

Special school.

Condition after meningitis...

Mental retardation...

Epilepsy...

Why is he not in a special-care home?

He was, he was supposed to help on the farm, but he�s not able.

Reading? Writing?

Prognosis?

Lovely child.

Thank you.

Do you know where you are?

Marta just took the car.

She's visiting her sister.

It's a two-hour trip by car.

Which means Marta will be gone the whole day.

Marta wasn't pleased about leaving your son alone

with such a bad flu.

But you're not working today,

so you can stay with him all day.

The boy has been calling you over and over again,

thinking you were downstairs.

Actually, you were there with him,

in the same room.

But you just sat there, listening to him.

He's running a high fever, he's very dizzy.

Now he's gone quiet.

He must have fallen asleep.

You can climb up there with him.

Go on.

Do it.

Do it.

What are you doing?

-What the fuck? -Didn't you say to come in?

Not you.

Not yet.

What no yet?

Get out! Out!

Do you know where you are?

Marta just took the car.

She's visiting...

That's it.

Get closer to him.

He won't wake up.

No, no. There's nothing over there.

There's nothing at the door.

No, the ladder. Go back to the ladder!

Here! Climb up here

to get there!

Climb up!

Climb up!

I know you can climb up there!

He needs more time.

Even more?

If the other guy hadn't come in too soon, he wouldn't be distracted.

We've been trying to do this all day.

Either it's the door, or he falls asleep,

or he talks to himself, or he starts shaking...

He needs more time.

Do you know where you are?

Yes.

Whose room is this?

Yours.

That's right.

This is my bedroom.

It's the house where we all lived together.

Remember that day Mom left me alone with you?

Yes.

Do you remember that I had a fever?

Do you remember what you did to me?

You stayed down here

while I was sleeping, doing this.

Wait,

I don't understand.

He had a tic. He'd move his fingers when he concentrated.

No, no. How did you know he was doing that if you were asleep?

I wasn't asleep. I was pretending I was.

What?

I was scared shitless.

Okay?

At first...

At first I thought I was alone in the house.

I called him over and over again and he wouldn't answer.

But after that

I realized he was in the bed below me.

Listening to me, without saying anything.

And that did scare me. How was I supposed to sleep?

How did you see him? Did you look down at him?

No! I heard him doing this with his fingers!

Look...

I'm sorry, but I'd better keep talking to him.

I think he's close.

Wait a minute. You heard him doing that?

It doesn't make any noise.

Yes! Yes, it does!

If you hold your breath, you can hear it.

Is there a problem?

This whole story you told us is the truth, right?

Why would I lie?

Look, I think we've treated you very correctly.

We paid you well, we let you set all this up...

But the deal was...

The deal is you can do whatever you want to him.

But you have to wait until he's molesting me when I was a boy.

But he's not doing that.

He just needs more time!

No, hold on, wait.

One moment, please. One moment.

I sold you my dad because I wanted to punish him.

If he doesn't remember, it's not punishment.

If he doesn't remember, we're only hurting a sick old man.

Dad... Dad, please!

Remember what you did to me up there?

Do you remember, Dad? Do you?

Please, just give me a second! Wait!

Nobody move!

Stop or you'll lose him!

Stop!

Let me go!

Please, let me go!

Please!

Let me go!

Help!

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Stop. Stop!

Get out of there.

Record.

But...

What are you doing?

We're going to give him more time.

What?

Hold your breath and you'll understand.

-Please! -Rum mididi lo sega!

Mr. Ben... I'll do whatever you want!

Please!

Don't!

Can I hear Porcelain magGot?

No, sorry.

Porcelain magGot, no? Are you serious? Fuck you!

I'm not getting any younger!

GET FUCKED!

Lesbian.

-Two Snakebites! -J�gerbombs only...

It's on the house.

Sounds like a blast. Where to?

Best part of it all.

I'll kill you motherfucker!

W-w-what? What?