All language subtitles for -Dust.Bunny.2025

There's something under my bed.

Don't touch the floor.

It can't get you if you don't touch the floor.

There's nothing under your bed.

- Nothing but dust bunnies. - I know.

He'll eat you.

Go to sleep, Aurora.

Good night, Aurora.

I wish, I wish, I wish.

I wish, I wish.

I wish, I wish, I wish.

I wish, I wish, I wish...

Aurora?

- Yeah? - Get up here.

Come on.

- Aurora? - Aurora!

What are you doing out there?

- How'd you get outside? - Get in here. Are you okay?

Get in here.

I don't like you going to bed so upset, Aurora.

I want you to think about all your worries

and put them in my pocket.

Everything you're afraid of.

Everything you're afraid will happen.

Put it all in my pocket

and I'll hold it for you so you can sleep.

Hmm?

Are all your worries in there?

Oh. Boop.

Good night, Aurora.

Goodbye, Daddy.

You're too old to suck your knuckle.

You're gonna get buck teeth.

Good night, Aurora.

Goodbye, Mommy.

Aurora?

Aurora? What is going on in there?

Aurora?

Mom?

Mom?

Is that enough money?

For what?

To procure your services.

I haven't counted it.

How do you know the word "procure"?

Word-a-day calendar.

What's your name?

Or is "A" your name?

Aurora. What's your name?

I've got 327 dollars and...

42 cents here, Aurora.

Where'd you get all this money?

I robbed a church.

Is that enough to kill a monster?

What makes you think I kill monsters?

I saw you kill one.

What did you see?

In Chinatown.

Behind a dim sum restaurant.

I saw a dragon.

And you killed it.

You saw me kill a dragon?

How did I kill it, Aurora?

You slid under its belly...

...gut it like a fish.

And then you cut off its head.

You got some imagination.

I got two eyes.

Monsters aren't real.

Yes, they are.

Don't pretend.

Grown-ups don't pretend.

Grown-ups pretend not to be afraid.

But they are. All the time.

That's mostly true.

- Erora... - Aurora.

Erora.

- Aurora. - Little girl...

have you told your parents I kill monsters?

Stop it.

What do your parents think about monsters?

Do they believe in them?

They do now.

Now they do?

They didn't before, but now they do.

It's hard not to believe in something

when it's eating you.

Ate you.

A monster ate your parents?

Yep.

Like the one you think you saw me

slide under its belly and gut like a fish?

Yeah.

And this monster lives under your bed?

Yes.

Show me.

Did you see it eat your parents?

I was under my blanket.

You just heard them getting eaten?

I just... heard them getting got.

That's my mom and dad's room.

I think they tried to hide in there.

There's no blood.

Generally, when something is eaten, there's blood.

It ate them whole.

Did your mom or dad have a gun?

Somebody had a gun.

You hear a gun go off?

Told you so.

This all looks like it made some noise.

Your parents didn't call for help?

You have neighbors.

No one heard this?

It eats everything.

It even eats your screams.

Will it eat your "I told you so" when it eats me?

I'll tell you "I told you so" now,

and when you get eaten,

you'll know I already told you so.

Why didn't you go to the police?

Why aren't you going to the police now?

I don't know what I would tell them.

See?

I could tell them, uh, there's a little girl

who's been abandoned by her parents.

You can tell them that. After you kill it.

I'm trying to understand this the way you understand this,

little girl.

The monster you think you saw me kill...

I know, I saw you kill it.

Your monster, it's like that?

That's why I hired you.

I haven't agreed to be hired.

I don't know what you saw behind that dim sum restaurant

but I didn't kill any monsters.

I didn't kill anything.

That's really why you won't go to the police.

Killing things is against the law.

Have you killed a lot of things?

You seem like you've killed a lot of things.

In my experience, the sort of monster

that can eat a person whole and not spill a drop

does not do so randomly.

Are you done pretending now?

I'm seeing things how you see things.

Why would a monster eat your family?

They touched the floor.

If your monster's like mine,

it doesn't eat people for walking on the floor.

Why did your monster want to eat you?

Because I kill monsters.

Hmm.

Yeah. Uh, go home, little girl.

There's something under my bed that wants to eat me.

Then don't touch the floor.

Didn't think I'd see you again.

I'd hug you, but as you know,

I really don't put effort into such things.

- You ordered a sandwich? - I did.

You want half?

I'm trying to unclench my jaw.

It's in a perpetual state of clench,

so I have to...

uh, release it...

so it doesn't pop out of my skull

when I take a bite of food.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm, mm.

Mm, mm, mm.

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm.

Mm.

Either of these familiar?

Should they be?

They're my neighbors.

Professionally disappeared.

You've actually met your neighbors?

I'm aware of them.

Daughter was home when it happened.

She see it?

She heard it.

Thought it was a monster under her bed.

You're looking for a monster?

The monster's looking for me.

And I think that monster got the wrong apartment.

Monster's lucky it got the wrong apartment.

Must have broken in and realized their mistake.

Had to kill the parents who'd seen them.

That girl didn't see anything. They let her live.

I'll take a look at these.

How do you know the little girl didn't see anything?

She told me she didn't see anything.

She saw you.

There's a little girl who knows your face.

She know what you do?

She doesn't know anything.

She saw monsters. She believes in monsters.

You're a monster.

She believe in you?

I'm not gonna kill a little girl.

Because you already killed her parents?

You did not kill that girl's parents.

Ah, I almost certainly, if not at least arguably, did.

A cheetah kills a baboon.

Discovers its baby is still clinging onto dead mom.

What's the cheetah do?

Doesn't eat the baby.

Even a cheetah knows it's an asshole thing

to orphan a child.

Yeah, I saw that Nat Geo.

Baby died anyway.

Cheetah moved on.

So should you.

Get off the floor!

A monster's coming. Get under your bed.

There's a monster under my bed.

Get in the closet then.

Was there someone in here?

They get out the fire escape?

She got got.

Your monster?

I'm touching the floor. Where's your monster now?

Why's it not here?

It's eating.

Come here.

If there was someone in your room

and they got away, they will be back.

They didn't get away.

Stay there.

What are you doing?

I'm draining his fluids so when I cut him into pieces,

it won't be messy.

Why do you have to cut him into pieces?

I have to get rid of the body.

Why don't you just put it in my room?

Let the monster eat him.

Have you ever been to a butcher?

Yes.

What I need to do is like what they do with pigs and cows

at the butcher, but with a person.

Only we're trying to get him in a suitcase, not our stomachs.

- I love pigs. - Ah, a cow, then.

So anything you're comfortable with being done to a cow,

you should be fine with me doing to this guy.

- Can I watch? - No.

You can't tell he's people anymore.

You can help me wrap up the pieces,

if you want.

Who was he?

A killer.

Did he come to kill the monster?

Oh, you have to stop talking about monsters.

A monster didn't eat your parents.

Your parents were killed.

Did someone cut them into pieces?

He came to kill me.

Or you.

He came to kill one of us.

Me, for my reasons.

You, for my mistake.

Why would he wanna kill me?

There was no monster in Chinatown.

Those were men.

A monster didn't kill your parents.

Those were men who wanted to kill me

because of monsters I've killed.

Monsters who were men.

You don't have to feel bad because a monster

- ate my parents. - Stop saying that.

Just 'cause you don't want it to be that way

doesn't mean it's not gonna be that way.

'Cause that's the way it is.

A monster ate my parents.

A monster will always eat my parents,

unless you kill it.

I'd love to believe there was a monster under your bed,

little girl.

Happiest I've ever been was believing

- in something impossible. - You're gonna be very happy.

Hi.

I'm Brenda Bautista with Child and Family Services.

Are you Aurora's...

Yes.

Hello, Aurora.

Hi.

We had an appointment.

We did?

If you'd like, I can give you a few minutes

to get yourself together.

This isn't coming together anytime soon.

We'll have to reschedule.

It's challenging being a parent.

Hmm. Particularly being a foster parent.

Yeah.

Particularly... being a foster parent.

We're the first...

family to come into her life since what happened.

And trust isn't easy in the best of circumstances.

Third family.

You're her third foster family.

They did go over that with you, right?

- And you do know that? - Yes. Of course.

Of course, I'm-I'm speaking in that we're the first family

to come into her life since the last family did so.

And I've always been-- I'm sorry.

I'm under the weather.

We are all under the weather here.

You shouldn't come any closer, or inside.

I was hoping I could use your restroom.

No.

I should tell you and I hate to tell you this

because I know how it sounds,

but if you fail to keep your appointment,

it does go on your permanent record.

Brenda, you know how that sounds,

- and you still said it anyway. - I know. It's not a threat.

I know. Let's reschedule. Sorry for any inconvenience.

Bye-bye.

You should wash your hand.

Hmm.

That's not your social worker.

That's not her foster father.

So, this is your third family.

How many of your families has this monster eaten?

All of them.

All of them? And no one believes you?

Nope.

Maybe we approach this scientifically.

Children are scientists.

You don't play, you experiment.

Gather data. Analyze.

But your heads are so full of shit and Santa Claus,

you don't know what's real.

- I know what's real. - No.

You think you know.

You think you know.

Where did your monster come from?

I wished for it.

I wished on a shooting star,

like I wished for you to kill it.

Wishing isn't scientifically sound, evidence-based thinking, little girl.

Why did you wish for it?

I wanted it to eat my parents.

Why did you want a monster to eat your parents?

They weren't very nice to me.

You're mad at Mom and Dad.

You wished they'd go away so you wished a wish

you wish you hadn't wished.

All your parents weren't very nice?

Some of them were nice.

Then why did the monster eat them?

It was trying to eat me.

What have you done, hmm?

Have you seen something you shouldn't have seen?

What makes you so tasty, Erora?

- Aurora. - Arora.

- Aurora. - Erora.

- Aurora. - Yes. Aurora.

I'm wicked.

Who said you were wicked?

It knows I'm wicked.

It keeps eating my family 'cause I don't deserve a family.

I've met wicked.

Trust me, you're not wicked.

Where's your monster now?

It sleeps during the day.

Under your bed?

Under the floor under my bed.

It mostly comes out at night and tries to eat me.

It won't stop until it does eat me.

So you should kill it before it can do that.

Did you try wishing it away?

It didn't work, obviously.

Say I do kill your monster.

Then what? Where do you go?

There are places where children in your position usually go.

If they catch me.

You don't have any other family?

No.

Do you?

No one who'd miss you if you were gone?

No.

They were all eaten.

Anybody who'd miss you if you were gone?

I'd miss you if you were gone.

- What's in the suitcase? - "Who's in the suitcase?"

- Is it the little one? - That's the big one.

This is the little one.

He killed her.

You killed him.

Return to sender.

I sent two.

I only saw the one you sent to kill me.

Lapsang souchong. You want some?

Yes, please.

I didn't send anybody to kill you.

Now, I'm asking you to be honest.

Who was trying to kill whom

and is there an argument to be made for self-defense?

Because nobody was supposed to kill you.

I may have thrown the first... what have you.

Mmm.

Well, I really was just trying to help.

I saw the gesture as a professional courtesy. Mm.

I thought I was being magnanimous.

Sending someone to kill a little girl?

Sending someone to kill a witness

who knows your face and knows what you do.

If you wanna judge me on the ease

with which I can kill a child, have at it.

I am eating a suckling pig tea sandwich.

I was navigating that little girl.

You seem triggered.

That little girl clearly triggered you

with the cheetahs and the baboons.

At least this way, the deed would be done

and you could suppress or wallow however you chose,

but it would be one less thing for you to worry about.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Genuinely, this time.

That first one was mostly sarcasm.

What happened to the second package I sent?

Did you kill her too?

What am I gonna tell these people's families?

I never saw the second package.

Monster under the bed get her?

Yeah, well... Yeah. Yeah.

No one has heard of the parents.

No one knows anything about them

beyond the most tedious of details.

Wasn't even their daughter. Fostering to adopt.

What happened to her birth parents?

They abandoned her.

Packed up and left her behind.

Do you see a pattern?

I see a pattern.

I think we know who the real monster was.

I kill monsters.

No one followed you home.

No one knows where you live.

Although, I would move anyway.

And I found out who's trying to kill you.

Who?

Everybody.

Everybody's trying to kill you. It's remarkable.

And in your line of work, inevitable.

So, congratulations.

And condolences.

Is that the baby baboon?

Who's in the little suitcase?

We couldn't get him all in in one bag.

"We"?

I told you to wait for me at home.

You weren't coming home.

You were gonna leave me.

That does seem to happen to her a lot.

Aurora, come over here.

Sit next to me.

I don't know you.

You were gonna leave me.

I never told you I'd stay.

I hired you. You took my money.

Aurora, do you know that there are cultures

who won't even acknowledge someone your age is a person?

Delayed personhood, they call it.

You're just a little body

with a soul slowly growing inside of it,

eventually becoming a person,

but not a person yet.

So you should let the real persons talk.

- I am-- - Nope. Shut your mouth.

You want a sandwich?

She doesn't eat pork.

You, you are obviously going through something here.

I can see that.

Some childhood trauma. Stop that!

This little girl is not little you,

and helping her will not fix you.

I know they say that you can't truly work

through childhood trauma

without having a child of your own.

Implying childless people are broken,

a point of view I don't subscribe to.

- I'm gonna stop you there. - There is no stopping

this train. It's going all the way to the station.

Hired you to do what?

To kill the monster under her bed.

The monster that ate her foster parents?

And her birth parents.

And, well, all her parents.

And the lady with a gun

who crawled through my bedroom window.

- I never saw her. - I saw her.

I saw her get eaten.

I don't know what to do with this.

You see?

Who killed the lady with a gun

who crawled through your bedroom window?

- I never saw her. - The monster under my bed.

You're not the only one with a monster

under her bed, Aurora.

Everybody, the everybody that's trying to kill you,

they're never going to stop trying to kill you

until they've killed you or you've been killed.

You can never sleep in the same bed twice.

He can sleep in my bed.

Let the monster eat them.

Leave now.

Get out of town.

Don't go home.

Don't get dim sum.

Just get out.

Get out of all of it.

Hello. Welcome back. The usual?

Yes, please.

That lady said you got problems.

At the moment, I have two problems.

So we're clear, you're one of them.

You could just be my dad.

You'd be a good dad.

I don't wanna be one of your dads, Erora.

All your dads died.

Aurora.

I remember thinking my mother was the most beautiful woman

in the world.

Then one day I took a good look and realized,

she's not, really.

But my brain wanted me to think so.

Isn't that silly?

So, whatever you think you want or need from me

isn't really what you think,

it's what your brain wants you to think.

And whatever I think I want or need from you...

It's just what your brain wants you to think?

Exactly.

We don't really know each other.

- I wished for you. - Yes, you did that.

But you didn't actually control any of that happening.

- Yes, I did. - No. No, you didn't.

- Yes, I did. - No, you didn't.

- I did. - Nope.

- I did. - Well, you didn't, though.

May I sit down?

I wouldn't if I were you.

Is she your daughter?

- Yes. - No.

I hate to question your parenting--

Then don't.

Shrimp shumai. Mushroom dumpling.

Black sesame dragon cookie.

Purse dumpling. Soup dumpling.

Rabbit-shape dumpling with shrimp.

I assume you know why I'm here.

- I assume I'm why you're here. - You are.

She is not.

You can just ignore her.

Maybe we could talk outside.

We just got our food.

Her being here won't stop them.

They will go right through her.

No one knows I've seen you yet.

Shouldn't you tell them?

Tell you what.

While she's having dessert, I'll join you outside.

We'll discuss what we need to discuss.

How we need to discuss it.

How about that?

Can we get to-go boxes, please?

You're gonna let the monster get him?

A monster.

Hi, Aurora. Can I come in?

My dad's in the living room.

Thanks for coming back so soon.

I apologize for this morning.

I hope it all makes sense once I explain.

- You weren't under the weather. - No.

Don't touch the floor.

Is it lava?

No, it's not lava.

A monster will eat you if you touch the floor.

Oh!

I'll consider myself warned.

You'd be the first.

- Erora. - Aurora.

- Aurora. - Aurora.

Exactly what I said. Probably shouldn't indulge her.

She thinks a monster ate her entire family.

A monster did eat my entire family.

Go and tuck yourself in. Just like I showed you.

I have so many thoughts.

Just grab one thought out of the air.

Grab it as it passes over your head

and say it out loud.

- Grab it and say it. - We're all gonna die.

That's a big thought.

I don't believe that little girl's family

abandoned her.

Not her first family.

Not her second. Certainly not those last people.

I-I don't think they all just left.

I think... I think they're all dead.

- Two families? - Three.

I'm not this girl's father.

I live across the hall, 5B.

- Why did you lie? - Well, I didn't lie.

That little girl lied. She's very good at lying.

I just met her, and she told me a monster ate her parents

and then you rang the bell.

I believe she believes there is a monster.

I don't think she's lying about that.

She's just delusional.

But there is something doing something

and you need to do something about that.

If there is someone you can call...

...you should tell them that

circumstances are desperate and immediate.

You should tell them that presently, like, now.

Because we are in danger right now.

You, me, and that sweet little girl.

Why do you think

we're in danger?

Why did you turn off the lights?

Come here.

They followed her home. They are watching the building.

Her foster parents are missing.

It all stinks like fish.

Hey, it's Bautista.

Anything going on out there?

Yeah.

Something's going on out here.

- You should get up here. - Copy that.

I think she saw her parents getting got

and now it has her seeing monsters.

And those, those are the monsters.

She could probably explain this better in her own words

because it happened to her

and it's got nothing to do with me.

And I'm guessing...

meanwhile, also completely

unrelated to me...

You gonna get that?

I'm debating.

- You want me to get it? - No.

I'll get it.

Get off the floor!

Get back under your special blanket.

Why are you here?

There are at least a half-dozen people downstairs

whose purpose this evening is to turn you into a carcass.

Yeah, well...

And you led them here, like the Pied Piper.

Did you have a flute?

Not a literal flute.

This is an ambush.

I know. I'm doing the ambushing.

I'm the bushwhacker.

And, uh, what they're doing is less ambush-y

and more of a siege.

Yeah, that kid ain't gonna survive a siege.

She's fine. I've got the FBI inside

and they're calling in reinforcements.

I'm just the concerned neighbor,

It's perfect.

Mmm. Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God.

I've put a lot of thought into this.

Really? "A lot of thought"?

How are you quantifying a lot of thought?

By number or quality?

Because I've heard very few thoughts

and none of them good.

I'm on the verge if not over the verge,

of convincing them that disappeared families

are the work of professionals.

So this could tie up very nicely for me.

I'm getting Peter to kill Paul.

I don't know how to be any clearer

than I've already been.

You can't save this little girl.

She's seen your face.

She's seen my face.

She has to die.

All you can do is save yourself.

I've done my part.

Fellow concerned neighbor.

I'm not with Child and Family Services.

- Hmm. - I'm with the FBI.

We've been investigating the disappearance

of Aurora's family.

Families.

What is happening in this poor girl's life

that the FBI is investigating?

Normally, I wouldn't divulge what we know

but being that we don't know anything,

I might as well share.

We have one clue.

Something strange at the first house.

How strange?

An open bottle of thumb-sucking deterrent

on Aurora's nightstand.

Someone was applying it to her finger

and they vanished along with the applicator brush,

which was found under the floorboards

under her bed.

How it got there, no one knows.

Maybe a monster spit it out.

It is a deterrent.

I accidentally touched the floor.

Don't touch the floor. It'll eat you.

Get off the floor!

Get off the floor! Get off the floor!

Get off the floor!

- Okay, okay. - Get off the floor!

Jesus!

She really believes in it.

Yeah.

I can see that.

Get under your special covers.

Don't come out again until I tell you so.

Get off the floor!

That's not funny.

It's coming to get you!

Shut up!

Where are you?

We're inside. Almost there.

Is that you?

Who...

shot me?

Give me that.

How many outside?

I counted two.

And how many inside?

I counted two.

Give me my gun back.

Ow.

Maybe get off the floor.

There's an animal in here.

There's a what?

Something big.

Don't...

...do it.

What is that?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! What is happening? What's happening?

What's happening?

I think that's the monster that lives under Aurora's bed.

Uh-huh.

- Get on the ground now!

Drop your weapon!

Get on the floor now!

Down on the floor!

- Uh, no. No. - No. I-I can't do that.

I'm sorry. No, it's not gonna happen. No.

Down on the floor!

There is something in the floor!

Concerned neighbor, 5B.

- You got the girl? - I got the girl.

I-I would like to sincerely apologize for my tone earlier.

It wasn't professional. Please, can we leave?

- Time to go. We gotta go. - We gotta go. I gotta go.

Let's go. Take me off the floor.

Why aren't we going to the car?

When we get to the car...

Get them up and get them out of here.

There's something in the floor.

- Oh, my God. - Oh, no.

Oh, my God! There's something in the floor.

Something in the floor.

There's something in the floor.

Something in the floor.

Something in the floor. There's something...

Erora.

Erora!

Aurora.

Did it eat everybody?

Not everybody.

Just everybody else.

No, stay. Stay where you are.

You believe me now?

Yes.

Are you the happiest you've ever been?

Happy is not the word I'll use.

We go through the window, down the fire escape.

Ready?

I told you so.

I didn't taste too good.

Hello, Aurora.

Don't come in here.

I've come to rescue Aurora.

Aurora, you can't stay here.

It's not safe.

Come with me.

I'll take care of you.

Get off the floor.

You don't have to do what you think you have to do.

But you do have to get off the floor.

Aurora...

be easier for you than it is for him.

Mom, get off the floor.

Don't call me that. It's hurtful.

It's going to eat you.

What's going to eat me, Aurora?

Mom...

It doesn't wanna eat you, Aurora.

It's your monster.

It's my monster.

You wished for it.

You have to live with it.

I wished for you too.

We're going away now, Aurora.

You can't even say my name.

And I don't even know your name.

You'll think of something to call me.

And I'll just call you "little girl."

Stop it.