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(eerie electronic music)

(intense orchestral music)

(intense
orchestral music continues)

(intense
orchestral music continues)

(crows cawing)

(insects chittering)

(bushes rustling)
- Ooh, shit. (sniffs)

Oh, fuck. Oh.

(exhales) Hi, everyone.
It's your Doris, hmm.

Probably only see this once I
have bars again. Um, I'm okay.

(inhales and exhales) This
hike just turned out to be

a little more intense than
I thought, but I'm okay.

I'm, I'm fine.
(inhales and exhales)

I know what to do, and at
least this time I'm in America,

and everyone speaks
English here. (sniffs)

(compass clattering)

(compass rattling)

(crow cawing)
(Doris breathes uneasily)

My compass
seems to be acting up,

um, but it's gonna be fine.

I'll be home
before dark. I promise.

I love you all. (kisses)
Be safe out there.

(sighs) Oh, fuck, I'm lost.

(crow cawing)
(eerie orchestral music)

(insects chittering)

(Doris sighing)

(bushes rustling)

(pigs snort and chew)
(tense orchestral music)

(footsteps shuffling)

(pigs huff and grunt)

(pigs squealing)

(pigs chew and snort)

(torch hissing)

(finger tapping)

(eerie electronic music)

(torch hissing continues)

(insects chittering)
(footsteps pattering)

(crow cawing)

(Doris breathing uneasily)

(Doris breathing heavily)

(chimes jingling)

(Doris inhales and exhales)

(footsteps pattering)

(pigs snorting)
(Doris breathes heavily)

Ooh.

What the fuck?

(torch hissing)

(insects chittering)

(breathes
uneasily) Excuse me, sir!

Hello.
(tense orchestral music)

I'm sorry. I don't mean to
disturb you in your home, um.

(torch hissing)
(pigs snorting)

Okay, I, I see
that you are busy,

but the thing is, I, I'm lost.

(torch hissing)

I would just like you to
point me in the direction

of the lake and campground.

(torch hissing)

Sir, are you listening?
(breathes uneasily)

What the hell? I'm, I'm lost.

(Hugo grunting)
- Ah, sorry!

I'm, I'm, I'm sorry, I start,
(pigs squealing)

I'm sorry I startled you.
I...(breathes heavily)

I'm so sorry.
Super, super sorry.

(Hugo breathes heavily)
Are you,

are you hard of hearing?

(Hugo grunting)

- Hmm?
- Is everything all right?

(pigs snorting)
(intense orchestral music)

(Doris groaning)

(torch hissing)
- (gasps) No, no, no.

(Doris screaming)
(skin crackling)

(Doris whimpering)

(pig grunting)

(Doris panting and groaning)

(Hugo grunting)
(spear whooshes and stabs)

(Doris gasping)
(flesh squelching)

(blood dripping)
(pigs squealing)

(tense orchestral music)

(Doris gasping)

(pigs squealing)

(flesh squelching)
(Doris gasping)

(body thudding)

(pigs snorting)

(Doris groaning)

(mask creaking)

No! No!

No! (groaning)

(body scraping)

(eerie electronic music)

(insects chittering)

(pigs squealing)

(soft dramatic music)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(Hugo sniffing)

- Too skinny.

Protect Mama from intruders.

- Horror and
despair in Upstate New York.

(pans clattering)

- Countless victims.

- Modern day "Sweeney Todd."

- Previously presumed missing,

Lisa Phoenix, 18, was found...

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

- What everyone wants
to know is how and why?

(eerie orchestral music)

(door clicking)

- What might a visitor find in
the refrigerator? Some fruit?

(package rustling)

A juicy steak?

For 18-year-old Lisa Phoenix,

the findings
were far more ghastly.

- Cut.
(bell ringing)

(crew chattering)
You good?

- No. She's 18.

This feels very exploitative.

- It's news.

And you're the only one
she's willing to speak to.

It's a feather in your cap.

You wanna be taken as
a serious journalist.

What do you want
your legacy to be?

- (exhales) I'm sorry.

Was that supposed
to be Barbara Walters?

- I'm not very
good at impressions.

(Sammy chuckling)
Come on.

The kid has been through hell.

She deserves
a moment in the sun.

- You're helping her.

- I hope so, but...

- "Scary hermit in the woods

has been
collecting bodies for years."

Come on.
You know that's too simple.

The cops have been making the
same mistake over and over.

Every skull
they pull out of that farm

just proves their laziness.

Everyone is just letting the
narrative play itself out.

No one is digging.
(crew chattering)

But if you ask me, the
story they're selling

is just too skinny.

- Maybe.

- Her interview

is the last piece
of the puzzle, the glue.

Without it, we just spent
weeks interviewing rednecks

and hillbillies
for no good reason.

This will be your Daytime Emmy.

(crew chattering)

- You did get
tobacco spit on your shoe,

and that had to be a
fortifying life experience.

- No. Uh!

I swear I can still feel it.

(soft dramatic music)
(hands rubbing)

(nails scratching)

- [Sammy] How
are you feeling, Lisa?

- (inhales) Wow.

Starting off with
the easy questions, huh?

(Hugo breathing heavily)

Hmm.

I'm finding ways
to be hopeful again.

- How about your day to day?

Have you been
able to get some rest?

- Are you a shrink? 'Cause
I've seen a lot of those.

- (chuckles) No, I, the
world is just amazed

that you made it through
all that you have.

What does the other
side of Hell look like?

(eerie orchestral music)

(Lisa breathing uneasily)

- I'm cool.

Um, ah, good vibes only.

- I just wanna
know what happened,

uh, through your eyes.

- Okay.

- [Sammy]
(inhales) Why don't we start

from the very beginning?

How did that day start?
You woke up and you...?

- I woke up and, um, I
made breakfast for Eric.

(upbeat rock music)
(bacon sizzling)

- [Fiona] So
what's on the menu today?

- Just a bacon egg sandwich.

- [Fiona] And he can't make
his own breakfast because?

- Because I want to.

Why do you always
have to piss on things?

- [Fiona] Lisa, you've known
this guy for maybe three months

and you're once again obsessed.

- (chuckles) So
what? He's sweet.

I like him.
- And you wake up every day

early to cook him breakfast?

What are you, his personal chef?

I heard he was busted for
shoplifting at Target once.

He's a little weirdo.

- Yeah, he told me that
story. He has a problem.

He's working on it. Okay?

He's human. He's not perfect.

- [Fiona]
(exhales) You get so clingy

and you let these
guys step all over you.

Are you a doormat, Lisa?

You need to find somebody who
can really take care of you.

Okay? Somebody
who is kind and sweet.

- Uh, right, says the bitch

who finds all of
her dates on Tinder.

- [Fiona] Look,
leave me out of this.

Finding a good guy
is a real issue. Okay?

Jokes aside, how are you
feeling about this weekend?

- (inhales and
exhales) I could be better.

- [Tony] Lisa, you're
gonna be late for school!

- That your dad?
- Yeah.

- [Fiona] Okay, it's been a
tough year for both of you,

so try not to be too angry.

Okay?
- I will.

I'll try.

- [Sammy] So your mother passed
away not long before that?

- Yeah, it was
eight months before,

but I was
starting to feel better.

(inhales) I,
I was, tried to stay away

from people, honestly.

Everyone kind of looked
at me like they pitied me.

I couldn't take it.

Eric was the only one who
didn't really seem to care.

- This is why you guys were
going to Lyndon Park, right?

This was your family tradition?

- We would go every year.

My dad was dead set on finding
a different spot this time.

I guess it was too painful
for him to go without her.

- I hope you don't mind me
asking, how did your mom...

- Lung cancer.

- I see.

- Funny though,
'cause she wasn't even

the one who was smoking.

- (sighs) Lisa, it's a
family tradition. Family.

(crowd cheering on TV)
- And he's my boyfriend.

Will you stop smoking
that in our living room?

- You just met the guy.
- And why does that matter?

He makes me feel good.

- Oh, I'm sure.
- Oh, please

- (inhales) Look,
I understand if you feel

like slutting
around a little bit,

especially after everything
we've been through

- "Slutting around?"

You're disgusting.

- Watch the way you talk to me.

- You're a few whiskeys away
from drinking your way to Mom.

- I said, watch your mouth.

- [Tony] I know
about Mary, by the way.

- I don't know what the
hell you're talking about.

- How does it feel fucking her
friend right before she died?

- Enough!
(hand whacking)

(Lisa breathing heavily)

I'm just glad
your mother's not here

to see you act like this.

- (scoffs) You're a
pathetic fucking asshole!

(crowd cheering on TV)
(birds chirping)

(Tony sighing)

- [Tony] Oh.

- I guess
he felt guilty about that.

(crowd cheers on TV)
- Spoiled little brat.

- After he sobered up
the next day, (swallows)

and he told me to invite
Eric on our fishing trip.

- You know how it is,
parents aren't always

the easiest
relationships to manage.

- Yeah.

- Pig fucker. Pig fucker.

Pig fucker. Pig fucker.

Pig fucker. Pig fucker.

You stupid pig fucker!

- [Sammy] Lisa, are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

- Do you wanna take a break?

- No, not now.

(inhales) The, the drive
up was really fun though.

(soft dramatic music)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(soft dramatic music continues)

- [Sammy] But you made a
pit stop before the lake.

- Oh, yeah. The gas station.

- Owned by Barry
and Helen Anderson.

What can you tell me about them?

- That they owned a shotgun.

(shotgun blasting)

- What the fuck
are you doing out here?

Can you come to the
front? We have clients.

Fuckin' idiot.
(crows cawing)

And don't leave that
fucking thing lying around.

How many times do
I have to tell you?

(shell clattering)

(barrel clacking)

- Bitch.

(cap clicking)

(nozzle clacking)

- [Lisa] Can I have
some money for snacks?

(cash rustling)

Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Eric, come on.
(car door clicking)

- [Eric] Yep.

- Don't be all day.
(car door slamming)

(footsteps pattering)

Any good fishing
spots around here?

(bell ringing)
- Yeah, I know a spot.

(mellow country music)
(door thudding)

(fans whirring)

(mellow country music continues)

(book rustling)

- [Lisa] Mm.

(package crinkling)

(chuckles) Look what I found.

- Oh, what is that?

It'll be a fun activity.

- Oh my God,
that'd be so much fun.

- It comes with
a magnifying glass.

- No, shit.

- What are you eating?
It smells like doggy poo.

- It's Jerky. Want some?

- No, thanks.

- Oh, don't this
my jerky. All right?

In pioneers times, this
was their Mars bars.

- In pioneer times,
people died of diarrhea.

- Diarrhea can
kill you? (chuckles)

- Everybody knows that.

- Jesus

(package crinkling)
- Lollipop rings.

(footsteps pattering)

(car doors clicking)

- Get everything
you needed? (sighs)

- (scoffs) There's no bars.

- I wouldn't bother.

- Where are you taking us?
The dark side of the moon?

- (inhales) For
your information,

country bumpkin in
the gas station told me

about the perfect fishing spot.

You're so spoiled.
(keys jangling)

Just sit back,
relax, enjoy the country.

(ignition beeping)
(engine humming)

(insects chittering)

(eerie orchestral music)

(crow cawing)

(flies buzzing)

(Hugo breathing heavily)

- Mama. Mama.

Mama. (breathes heavily)

(tense electronic music)
- Ow!

- [Young Hugo] Mama! (echoes)

- [Mother] It's
your fault. (echoes)

They should have
never been here. (echoes)

- I'm sorry, Mama. I'm sorry.

(eerie vocalizing)

(insects chittering)

(footsteps pattering)

- (inhales) The guy at
the gas station, Barry,

he was the one
who told us about the spot.

We had to take down some kind
of wooden gate to get through.

(wood clattering)
(hands patting)

- See? No big deal.

- Are you sure we should
be going in there?

We're gonna piss somebody off.

- [Sammy] And your father
was fine with that?

- [Lisa] Yeah,
I felt like it wasn't okay,

but he said that that's
what the locals do.

And that's what the guy
at the gas station said.

(inhales) That's how we
ended up on Hugo's property.

- So once you got there,
what did you guys do?

- Me and Eric went into
the forest to find berries

or a snack or
something, I don't know.

- But somehow,
Hugo knew you were there?

- He knew.

(hammer clinking)

Hugo always knows.

- Keep them out,
Hugo. Keep them out.

- [Hugo] Okay, Mama.

(eerie orchestral music)

- Is this thing on? Can
you repeat the question?

- [Sammy]
I asked you about Tony.

- Tony, yeah, he was a little
rough around the edges,

but we were two peas in a pod.

(Tony sighing)

Hey, man.
(reel rattling)

- (exhales) Hey, yourself.
- Hmm.

We're neighbors.
(line whooshing)

- I noticed.
(lure plopping)

- Been fishing here before?
- (inhales) Nah, first time.

Fella at the gas
station hooked me up.

- Hmm, me too.
You're in for a treat.

The fish here are biting. I
caught three in the last hour.

It's quiet, and there's no one
here to scare the fish away.

- Thank God for that 'cause
I've had all the noise

I could deal with on the
ride up here with those kids.

- Hmm.
(can clattering)

- You do speak my language.

- I'm Clarice.
- I'm Tony.

Nice to meet you. Thanks
for the beer, Clarice.

(reel rattling)

(tense electronic music)
(chimes jingling)

(pigs snorting)
(crow cawing)

(footsteps shuffling)

(pigs squealing)

(bucket clattering)

(meat plopping)

(pigs snorting)

(pigs chewing)

(footsteps pattering)

(door clicks and creaks)
(flies buzzing)

(footsteps tapping)

(latch door clattering)

(flies buzzing)

(footsteps tapping)

(Hugo moaning)

- [Young Hugo] When
you coming back, Mama?

- I'll be home
soon, Hugo. (echoes)

But remember, if just one
thing is out of place,

you will regret it. (echoes)

(door clanking)
(pigs snorting)

(chain jangling)

(chain jangling)

(door creaking)

(pigs snorting)

(tense orchestral music)

(pigs squeals and snort)

(chain jangling)

(pigs snort and squeal)

- We hiked for a while,
but then we decided

to head back to camp.
(footsteps pattering)

(bushes rustling)
Oh, you son of a bitch.

You whipped me.
- Okay, well stop

following so close.

You're right up my ass.

- Okay. We're
following the trail.

- No, we're not.
- Yes, I'm not.

Holy shit. Yeah, where
the fuck's the trail?

- We passed it 40 minutes ago.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- I did.

- Really?
- You would've known that

if you weren't so
busy shooting everything

with your pellet gun.
- Hey, okay, okay.

I'm sorry. All right?

I just, I can't think
straight with all these

fucking flies around.
(flies buzzing)

(pig squealing)
(spear stabbing)

(crows cawing)
(eerie orchestral music)

- What was that?

- Ah, animal, probably.

- Okay. Let's keep going.

- Mm-hmm.

- I think
that we came from that way.

Yeah.
- Yeah, no, that looks,

uh, familiar.

(footsteps pattering)

(insects chittering)

- Okay. We're officially lost.

- How? We're at a park, okay?

You can't get lost in a park.

- What? This park isn't a
green place in the suburbs.

It's a hundred
square miles of wilderness.

- Okay. Okay. (scoffs)

(crows cawing)

(Lisa sighing)
(bushes rustling)

(footsteps pattering)

(pellet gun clicking)
- I'm not sure when

those kids wandered off.

You know, it used to be
when you wanted a teenager

to stay put,
you had to tie them down,

but now you just stick 'em
in front of a video game

and watch them fry their brains.

But there's no
internet out by the park.

That's what I love about it.

This is the, huh? (chuckles)

Ooh.
- I'll say.

And the bonus is,

the kids aren't here
bugging shit the outta me.

(reel rattling)
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, I got one!
(water splashing)

I got a big one. (grunts)
- Ooh.

Get it.
- Oh, man I need this.

(reel screeching)
- Oh.

(mellow rock music)

- Lisa? Eric?

Lisa? Eric?

The stupid kids.

I can't believe
they actually went to look

for fuckin' berries.

(insects chittering)
(chimes jingling)

(Eric sighing)

(footsteps pattering)

(pig snorting)

- Do you hear that?

- Yeah. It's a wind chime.

My grandma has one of
those in the backyard.

It drives me
crazy when I sleep over.

- What's that other sound?
(pigs snorting)

- Some animals, probably.

- Sounds like
the one we heard before.

- Yeah.

(tense orchestral music)

(crow cawing)

(footsteps pattering)

(pigs snorting)

Oh, oh, check
it out. It's a pig farm.

- Of course it's a pig farm.

(Eric chuckling)

- [Eric] What
is a pig farm doing

in the middle of the forest?

- I don't know.

(crow cawing)

- Okay, well, you know,
maybe we can get a ride back

to the campsite, right?
- Huh, that'd be sweet.

My feet are killing me.

(hay rustling)
(pigs snorting)

- Oh, Lisa, come
on. Check out the pigs.

Oh, look at
them. They're so cute.

You know my
grandma used to raise pigs.

(pigs squealing)

What you doing?

(pigs snorting)
(Eric whistling)

(pig squealing)

Shit! What the fuck
is your problem, man?

- Don't shoot it.

- (exhales) I,
wasn't, wasn't gonna.

- Still, you're mean.

- I'm mean?
That pig wants to kill us.

- You're gonna pick
on an animal? Really?

Like it knows any better.
Let's just go look for help.

- Okay, well.

(pigs snorting)

Gosh, I could go
for bacon right now.

Said I could go for bacon.

(tense orchestral music)
(chimes jingling)

(footsteps shuffling)

Hello?
(Eric knocking)

Hey, is anybody home?

- Nobody's home.
What should we do?

(Eric sighing)

- [Eric] Hang out
until someone gets back.

- What if nobody lives here?

- Someone's
feeding the pigs, so.

- True.

I don't know.
This place is creepy.

I feel like I just
walked over my own grave.

- Sugar overload. (chuckles)

By the way, I don't know why
you're sucking on that thing.

It looks
exactly like a butt plug.

- No, it doesn't. Gross.

- It does.

(eerie electronic music)

(sighs) Found it.
- What?

(pellet gun clicking)
(chimes jingling)

- Will you stop? We're
trying to find help.

- You know what?
Ah, maybe you're right.

This place is, ah, this
place is kind of creepy.

Why don't we just, you
know, get outta here?

- And go where?

- Ah, back he way we came.

- "Back the way we came?"

We're lost,
and it's gonna be dark.

I'm not going anywhere
until somebody points me

in the right fucking direction.

- All right. Whatever. (sighs)

(trigger clicking)

Oh, what the fuck? What?

- It's broken? Hallelujah.

- No, no. It just
needs an air cartridge.

- Do you have one?
- Yeah, back at camp.

(cartridge clinks and taps)

Hey, you know what? Maybe
we should, um, go inside.

See if there's something
to eat. I am starving.

- We could get into
some serious trouble.

We can't just go
into somebody's home.

- Yes, we can. We're
lost and we're hungry.

- Wait. We could get into
some serious trouble.

- Okay. Yeah, yeah, uh. (sighs)

What are we gonna do? Huh?

Stay out here all night?

- Maybe.

- We go in if
the door's unlocked.

No breaking and entering.

- Ah, okay.
- Okay.

(door clicks and creaks)

Told ya.

(Lisa sighing)

Close the door.

(door creaking)

- So you enter the cabin
under Eric's pressure.

- I tried to make him
understand it was wrong,

but he wouldn't listen.

- Seems like Eric and your
father share some traits.

- No, he was just
looking out for me.

And my father, he always
desires to be better.

I knew he was suffering.

I honestly did think that
Eric and my father could bond,

but he didn't really seem
to care about either of us,

so I guess that's also why

we went to the woods, to escape.

I thought
it would be a fun adventure.

- So what did
you find inside the cabin?

(eerie electronic music)
- It was horrifying.

There were animal heads and
a bunch of junk everywhere.

It stunk.

Hugo, the hermit,

he had this scrapbook with
a bunch of pictures of him

and his mom at the county fair.

- This seems like
a reoccurring theme.

This whole story
about him and his mother.

- It was strange.

The place was half hell house

and half a museum of his mother.

We kept looking around.
Eric was looking for food.

At that point,
we hadn't eaten all day.

So we, we walked
to this little thing,

an old-timey
refrigerator. (inhales)

We shouldn't have opened it.

Um, there was meat wrapped in
strips of brown paper bags.

I thought it was pork,
but Eric saw a tattoo.

It was a Libra sign.

Animals don't get tattoos.

- The authorities said some
of the remains they found

traced back to Doris Baker.

- I wouldn't know.

- So, what happened next

after you found
the, uh, body parts?

- Well, we were
scared, obviously.

And we knew
that whoever lived there

was very dangerous
and we had to leave.

(inhales) But,
uh, that's when...

- He came home?

- Yeah, that's
when he came back.

(intense orchestral music)

(intense
orchestral music continues)

(intense
orchestral music continues)

(insects chittering)

(Hugo breathing heavily)

(tense orchestral music)

Someone's here.

I mean,
we didn't know what to do,

so we ran into
the first room we saw,

hoping he wouldn't notice.
(door creaking)

(Hugo sniffing)

(floor creaking)

(floor creaking)

(floor creaking)

(tense orchestral
music continues)

- And?

- And then
we heard the lock turn.

(door thudding)
(lock clicking)

(door clattering)
(key clinking)

(hand pounding)
(Lisa breathing uneasily)

He just locked the door.
- Oh, shit.

- Do you think
he knows we're in here?

Like I said, Hugo always knew.

- Tony's not the absent-minded
father he's been painted as.

He was worried.

I mean, maybe, I guess I gave
him some not so good advice.

Got something
that'll take the chill off.

(fire crackling)
(crickets chirping)

- Thank you.
- Hmm.

- [Tony] Mm.

- Where are the kids?

- (exhales) Disappeared.

- What?

- Ain't seen 'em all afternoon.

- Hmm.

- You think maybe I should
contact park rangers?

- Park rangers
work business hours.

Probably won't
be back till morning.

My advice, chill.

Kids will be back
when they get hungry.

They always do.

- You're probably right.

(footsteps pattering)

- Maybe that's them now.

- Lisa, is that you?

(tense electronic music)
Guess not.

(footsteps pattering)
Some animal.

(crow cawing)

(hand pounding)
(Lisa breathing uneasily)

- Let us out! Hello?

Can you hear us?
- So at this point,

you and Eric
had been in the room

for five hours at least, right?

- We were looking for a way out.

A loose floorboard. Anything.

It was more like
a cell than a room.

- Your mindset at this
point, were you hopeful?

- We were scared,

but being in a cell
messes with your brain.

(flies buzzing)

I mean, I was convinced
that my father would come

and rescue me, I mean,
he has to look for me.

(tense orchestral music)

But I didn't know that
he was in danger to.

(crickets chirping)
(fire crackling)

- (sighs) Maybe
this trip was a bad idea.

I don't think
I was ready for it.

- Hey, man, don't
be so hard on yourself.

Hmm. It's tough
to be a single parent.

Most people haven't been through
what you've been through.

- Thanks. I appreciate that.

- I'm gonna go
get some more booze.

- Hmm.
- You want some more beer?

- Why not?

- All right. Ooh. (sighs)

(footsteps pattering)
(tense orchestral music)

(crickets chirping)

(bushes rustling)
(footsteps pattering)

- Lisa.

That you?

Lisa, that you?

Come on out.

Oh, I get it. (chuckles)

You, you and that stupid
boyfriend of yours,

trying to scare the old man.

"Let's go scare my dad."
Ha-ha-ha, very funny.

Joke's over, so come on
out, stop fooling around.

I didn't mean
what I said yesterday.

I mean, this year's been so
hard on me, losing your mom,

and (exhales) I'm so exhausted,

I, I can't even think straight.

Look, I'm sorry.

I, I know, I know I
haven't been a good dad,

especially lately, but...

And, and I, and I, I know, um,

you, you've been
through a lot too.

We, we've been
through it together.

But if you come
out, (breathes uneasily)

I promise, I'll try harder.

I love you, Lisa.

I love you so much.

(intense electronic music)
(Tony sniffs and sighs)

Who the hell are you?

(spear stabbing)
(Tony groaning)

(bones cracking)

(blood spurting)

(flesh squelching)

(body thudding)

(spear stabbing)
(blood spraying)

(eerie vocalizing)

(knife scraping)

- Oh, it's the retard.

Can you hear me? Hey, freak.

(stone whacking)

(ears ringing)
(boys laughing)

(eerie electronic music)

You stupid pig fucker!

- S-T-U-P-I-D.

- I'm gonna fuck you up!

And after, I'm
gonna fuck your mother!

Where is she?

(head slamming)
(heart thumping)

- Mama, help!

(ears ringing)
Mama!

(tense orchestral music)

(spear stabbing)
(blood dripping)

(flesh squelching)

(spear stabbing)

(eerie electronic music)

- This is your fault. (echoes)

You know what you have to do.

We never waste
the meat. (echoes)

(ears ringing)

(tense orchestral music)

(spear stabbing)
(blood spurting)

Good boy, Hugo. Good boy.

(spear stabbing)
(blood spurting)

(crickets chirping)

(body scraping)

(tense orchestral music)
(owl hooting)

(hands knocking)

(body scrapes and thuds)

- (breathes
heavily) I think he's back.

Eric, we need to
figure something out.

The second he walks in the
door, we have to attack him

with something, a shoe,
- What?

- my book, I don't care.

We have to be ready.
Okay? (breathes heavily)

I was in complete panic mode.

(Hugo breathing heavily)
(flies buzzing)

(tarp rustling)

(footsteps pattering)

(insects chittering)
(soft dramatic music)

The, uh, next
morning, I had to pee.

Eric suggested
that I pee in the bucket

that was right there.

I couldn't
bring myself to do it.

Eric didn't have that issue.

(Hugo sniffing)
And he smelt it right away.

- Mm, I'm sorry. Smelled?

(Hugo exhaling)

- Yeah.

- [Sammy] And that was
the first time he saw you?

- Yes.

And the first
time I saw him up close.

Eric tried to threaten
him with a broken pistol.

(sobbing) Stop.

He snapped that thing
right out of Eric's hand

like it was nothing.

Please, please!
(hands pounding)

Please.

It was obvious now that
we were his captives,

and he wasn't
letting us go anytime soon.

(insects chittering)
(crows cawing)

(eerie orchestral music)

(flies buzzing)

(birds chirping)

(knife slicing)
(flesh tearing)

(knife scraping)

(flies buzzing)

(flesh squishing)

(flies buzzing)
(Hugo breathing uneasily)

(limbs plopping)

(Hugo breathing uneasily)

(Hugo grunting)

(head plopping)

(shovel scraping)

(dirt pattering)

- [Sammy] Was he feeding you?

- [Lisa] He would come in every
now and then with pig food.

- And this is what you ate?

- I mean, we couldn't,
even if I was starving,

it looked disgusting.

- [Sammy] So from
what you're saying,

it seems like he was
really keen to smells.

- It took a while, but
eventually I realized the truth.

I think he's deaf. (echoes)

(eerie orchestral music)
(fire crackling)

(Hugo breathing heavily)

(flesh tearing)

(meat sizzling)

(Hugo chewing)

(Hugo breathing heavily)

(meat plopping)

(hands rubbing)

(Hugo exhaling)

(crickets chirping)

(tools clattering)

(tense orchestral music)

(tense orchestral
music continues)

(meat squishing)

(wood scraping)

(door clicking)
(fire crackling)

(wood clattering)

(door tapping)

At this point, Eric had
pretty much given up,

but I still had hope.

I realized that there was
a tool that I could use

to remove one of
the boards in the cell.

- What was it?
- My book.

It came with a magnifying
glass and I broke it

and used it to
remove one of the boards.

- Hmm.
- (inhales) We waited for him,

but he wasn't coming,

until I had an idea.

I think I'll take
that piss after all.

Hugo came in to
change the bucket,

and when he got inside,

Eric hit him with the board.

That was our first
attempt at escaping.

- Ah, uh!
(door banging)

- (panting)
Shit! Fuck, you okay?

Just, fuck!
(Lisa groaning)

(intense orchestral music)

Come on. Come on.

Oh, fuck. Come on.

- Uh! (groaning)

(Hugo breathing uneasily)

(Hugo screaming)
(Eric breathing uneasily)

- Come on.

(Hugo grunting)

(bodies slamming)

(both groaning)

Anything broken?
- No, I'm good.

- Okay.

(tense orchestral music)

Okay. Keep moving.

Go, go, go, go.

(owl hooting)

(footsteps pattering)

(projector clicking)
- Evan Smith.

You told the police that
you never encountered him.

- Yeah, I know.
I have no idea who he was.

Which makes me
think, it seems like

because
everything that happened,

it makes it easier to
pin any murder on Hugo.

- So you think something
else was going on?

- I don't know. I just know
that I never met the guy.

- Hmm. Interesting.

So you made
it out. How far did you get?

- Not far enough, we were
running and running, and then

there was a flash of pain.
(tense orchestral music)

(Lisa panting)
(insects chittering)

(spear whacking)
And I woke up in the shed.

(body slamming)
- Mm, hmm.

(Lisa breathing heavily)
(chains jangling)

- He wasn't gonna let
us get away that easily.

(gasping) Why
are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?
(breathes uneasily)

Why are you keeping us alive?

(chains jangling)
(Lisa whimpering)

- Not enough meat. Too
skinny. (breathes heavily)

(Lisa gasping)

(Eric whimpers and groans)

(Lisa screaming)

- No! Uh!

(Lisa groaning)
(chains jangling)

(intense electronic music)

- She had long hair, ah, was
wearing black hiking boots

and was licking on a
lollipop or something.

And the little boy, he
had on a pink shirt.

He had a, a small BB gun.

And, ah, why aren't
you writing this down?

- Steel trap.
I used to wait tables, so.

- I'm not ordering a goddamn
cheeseburger here, buddy.

I heard screams last night.
Three people are missing.

They could be hurt or in danger.

- Well, maybe they went on
a hike or left early. Okay?

And technically, ma'am,
you're on private property

right now,
so the landowner probably

just asked them to leave.
(chattering on radio)

You should do the same.
- So if they left,

why'd they leave
their shit here, huh?

Why aren't
you calling for back up?

Where's your boss at?

- I am perfectly capable
of handling the situation.

Okay, ma'am?
- So why don't you call

this, ah, landowner person
and ask if he saw them?

- Yeah, that's
what I was gonna do.

I was planning on that already.

So, you stay safe, ma'am. Okay?

Pack all your trash.

(chattering on radio)

- Dumb ass. Mm.

(sighs) Park rangers?

They're rent-a-cops
for the forest.

I should have gone
in there my damn self.

(Lisa breathing heavily)
(chain jangling)

(Lisa whimpering)

- [Lisa] He gagged me,
and he left me hanging

in the shed next to the cabin.

(Lisa groaning)

- Where was Eric?

- I don't know.

- You didn't see
Hugo take him anywhere?

(eerie orchestral music)

- I said no.

- (inhales) I think now
it would be a good time

to take a break.

You feel okay about that?

- Yeah. Good for me.

- Should I cut?

- Cut, please.
- Cutting.

(camera beeping)

(door clicks and thuds)

(traffic whirring)

(lighter clicking)
(siren wailing)

(Sammy inhales and exhales)

(phone rings and buzzes)

(phone rustling)
(Sammy chuckling)

- Mike.

- How's the best
journalist in town?

- Stop it, Mr. Hollywood.

This is proving to be
a little more difficult

than I expected.
- How's that?

- I need more
chum for the water.

Like she's not digging in.

She's not really
telling me anything

that isn't already plastered
on the front pages.

- Well, she did live with
Hillbilly Jeffrey Dahmer,

so give her a break.
- Yeah,

but there's more than that.

(inhales) Hey, um, can you
help me with something?

- What's that?
- Can you help me

get more
information on Hugo's mother?

- Mm. I have a first draft due.

I'll see what I can do.
- Thanks.

You're the best.

I'll see you when
you're back from LA.

(door clicking)
(owl hooting)

(insects chittering)

- You were not kidding. There
is no service out here, bro.

- [Martin] Can you please focus?

- Oh, yeah. Right, right, right.

Um, how far are you?

- Yeah. I, I'm on my way. I'll
pick you up with the Jeep.

You find Hugo's place yet?

- No, sir. Um, this guy's
way off the grid, man.

I am in the bush right now.

- [Martin] That's
the way he likes it.

- Does he have any family?
- No, none around.

Folks who remember his
mama say she was a witch.

- Really? A witch?

Sick.
- Yeah.

They said
she fornicated with a wild hog.

- With a what now?
- And that her boy suckled

on a possum's teat then
ate frogs and snakes

until he was big enough
to hunt for squirrel.

- And like no one ever thought

to call child
services or whatever?

- [Martin]
Cadet, Scott, you are not

from around here, are you?
- No, sir.

Sharon Springs, born and raised.

I wanna know more
about his witchy mama.

- Yeah, not much to say. Uh,
she disappeared years ago.

Nobody knows
what happened to her.

- That's kind of sad.

- [Martin] Ah, folks say Hugo
is still waiting for her.

(crows cawing)
All right, wait.

Hold, hold
that thought. I see you.

Get, get past the creek.
I'll be right there.

- Roger that.
(bushes rustling)

(ax whacking)
(tense orchestral music)

(engine humming)

(ax whacking)

(Lisa groaning)

(chains jangling)

- [Lisa] Mm!

(doors clicking)

(chattering on radio)

- No power lines.
- Mm.

- How does he live
without electricity?

- [Martin] (chuckles)
You and me, we'll talk.

(Lisa groaning)
Hugo's old school.

- I can't believe he's the
guy who makes Hermit Jerky.

- Yeah, folks
say his mom came up

with the recipe back in the 80s.

- Didn't
they win like first prize

at the state fair
or something like that?

- So it did and
the rest is local legend.

(Lisa grunting)

(shackles jangling)

- Now that I see
where it comes from...

(Hugo breathing heavily)

It doesn't seem
like he knows we're here.

- That's
because he's stone-deaf.

But he reads lips better
than most people hear.

(stone pattering)
- Ah!

- Calm. It's me.

(Hugo breathing heavily)

(Lisa groaning)
Morning, Hugo.

How you doing? We are looking
for three missing campers.

Father, his daughter and
her boyfriend. Seen 'em?

(chattering on radio)

All right. We won't take
up any more of your time.

(Lisa grunting)

- Ah, jerky.

(ax clinking)
Jerk, jerky.

(chattering on radio)

(Lisa groaning)
(door creaking)

(tense orchestral music)
(shackles jangling)

- You think they can hear us?

- They're listening
to every word you say.

(Scott snorting)
(Lisa groaning)

(door slamming)
- Thank you, man.

- [Hugo] Fr- Fresh.

- Thank you, Hugo.

- Fresh.
- Thank you.

All right.

(footsteps pattering)

- [Scott] He's
still looking at us, man.

- Yep. Just keep walking.

(shackles jangling)
(Lisa groaning)

(engine rumbling)

- Why did the rangers come back?

(insects chittering)
(tense orchestral music)

- [Lisa] My lollipop ring.

(ring scraping)

They saw it on
the ground outside.

- [Martin] What
you got over there?

(ax whacking)
(wood clattering)

(engine humming)

- [Mother] The piggies are back.

(doors clicking)

- Hey.

(Scott breathing uneasily)
Hugo.

Couple more questions for you.

(Lisa grunting)
(shackles jangling)

(Lisa breathing heavily)

(Lisa screaming)

(guns scraping)
(Hugo screaming)

(ax whooshing)
(gun blasting)

(eerie orchestral music)

(body slamming)

- What the fuck, man? Oh, shit!

Fuck!
(body thudding)

Oh, shit! This is not good!

This is not good, man!
(gun clacking)

This does not look cool.
This does not look cool.

Fuck. Fuck,
man. (breathes heavily)

That fucking
Sasquatch tried to kill me.

(door thuds and creaks)

(gun clicking)

- (gasps) Help!

- Where's the boy?
- I don't know.

Is my father here?
- Ah, maybe.

I don't know.
- What?

He didn't come here with you?

- He's missing too.
- Let's go, would you come on?

I'm fucking dying out here,
dude! This is not funny!

- You thought Hugo was dead.

- He was on
the floor, not moving.

(Hugo breathing softly)

The rangers freed me, but we
still had to go find Eric.

- Shoot him again just to
be sure. (breathes heavily)

- [Martin] No, no way.

- What do you mean, "No way?"
What if he's playing possum?

- No. I'm not gonna
discharge my firearm again.

There's already
gonna be enough paperwork.

- Paperwork, man, this guy
just tried to fucking kill me!

Worried about
a piece of fucking paper?

- [Martin] Wait here while
we look for this boy.

- This is when I learned he
was left in the cell alive.

- All right, if Hugo
goes all "Walking Dead,"

I'll blast him.
- Who's Hugo?

- Big motherfucker .
That's his Christian name.

- (inhales) That's when I
first learned Hugo's name. Hmm.

- (breathes
heavily) This fucking sucks.

(gun clacking)

- We left the other
ranger alone with Hugo

for too long, probably.

- That was
Ranger Cadet Scott, right?

- Yeah. That's him.

(door creaking)
(Eric panting)

- All right, Scott.

Scott.

What the fuck?

(intense orchestral music)

- It was wild,
I mean, after his killing

his social
media page went viral.

- I, I heard.

- Mom, look, who's a ranger?

First day on
the job. Look at me.

- Anthony, stop that.
(upbeat electronic music)

- Did you ever think your
son would be a ranger?

- It's dangerous.

- At Lyndon Park?
(dog barking)

It's like
the safest place in the world.

Look who's a ranger now? Ranger
Scott reporting for duty.

Put out that fire. son. (laughs)

Freeze. Dispose of your trash.

Woo!

Mustache looking good.

Got my gun. When am I ever
gonna need a gun in a park?

What am I gonna shoot
a squirrel? Oh, shit.

What's up, bro? Is the
ranger station this way?

- [Passerby] No, it's this way.

- It's this way? (inhales)

Walking this way now.

This is gonna
be the chillest day.

(tense orchestral music)
(insects chittering)

- Uh, fuck! Dude, dude,
dude, he's right behind you!

(Martin groaning)

(gun clattering)

- Shoot him!

(neck snapping)
(Martin gasping)

- It's not
shooting. Lisa, it's not...

- The safety! Eric!

- [Eric] Where, where's
the fucking safety?

- I don't know!
- Fucking, just,

just stay back!

Stay back,
stay back! Just...(gasps)

(spear stabbing)
- Oh, Eric!

Eric! (gasps)
(flesh squelching)

Oh my God, Eric!
(Eric groaning)

Eric, I can't move!

- Fucking run! Just run.

Just fucking
run. Just fucking run.

- (panting) Oh,
oh, please, keys!

Keys! Where
the fuck are the keys?

(breathes heavily) Fuck!

Where the...(gasping)

(gun blasting)
(Hugo groaning)

(spear clattering)
(Eric gasping)

Oh! (breathes heavily)
(door clicking)

(soft dramatic music)

Are you okay?
- No, I'm not fucking okay.

I just got fucking stabbed.
- Okay, come on.

Let's go.
(Eric groaning)

(groans) Come on. Come on.

- God, I'm so
happy I went camping.

- Oh, are you gonna kill
me for the rest of my life?

- Yeah. Yeah, no,
that's, that's the plan.

- Come on.
- (groans) You know

that's the fucking plan.
- Come on, oh!

(both breathing heavily)

- Okay. You know
how to drive this thing?

- Easy, I just have to
ransack one of the rangers

for the keys.
- Okay, fucking, just go

do it, go get
the fucking keys, okay?

- Okay. I will, fuck.

Wait here, okay?
(door slamming)

(Lisa panting)
(Eric groaning)

Oh, so sorry.
(keys jangling)

I'm so sorry. Yes!

Thank you. Thank
you for saving me.

(Lisa panting)
(Eric groaning)

(tense orchestral music)

(door clicking)
(gasps) Eric!

- What?
- Oh my God.

I thought you were dead.
(Eric groaning)

(door clicking)
(Lisa breathing heavily)

- Really?
- Yeah.

- And you were sad?
- About to me.

(keys jangling)

(engine rumbling)
(intense orchestral music)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait!

(Eric groaning)
(Lisa panting)

(gun clicking)
Go Lisa, get out!

Lisa, fucking get
out! Just go, get out!

Lisa, Lisa,
just go, get out, go!

- Fuck!
(engine stalling)

Oh, start! Oh, fuck!

(tires screeching)

(engine rumbling)

(spear whooshing)
(Hugo grunting)

(window shattering)
(Lisa breathing heavily)

(engine rumbling)

(Hugo breathing uneasily)

(Eric groaning)

(footsteps tapping)

(body slamming)
(Eric groaning)

(Hugo breathing heavily)

(Eric whimpering)

(door creaks and slams)
(Eric moaning)

- I rushed back to the
campsite as fast as possible.

I didn't think that my
father wouldn't be there.

- What about that lady Clarice?

- She was gone too.

Dad? (panting)

Dad? (panting)
(tent rustling)

(soft dramatic music)

I was alone. (breathes heavily)

(soft dramatic music continues)

And this is when I realized

there was only one
thing that I could do.

I had to go back
and find Eric myself.

- Yourself. You went back alone?

(engine rumbling)

- It was scary,
but I had to do it.

When I, uh,
when I got to the clearing,

I looked everywhere, but
I, I couldn't find Eric.

I looked inside a weird
little construction.

That's when Clarice showed up.

- Oh, I, I'm sorry.

So Clarice was or wasn't there?

- Yeah, when I went back to
the campsite to look for her,

she must have gone to
the clearing already.

We just missed each other,
but now she was there

and I showed her the ice house.

- It's what
country people used to use

to store
their meat before electricity.

(footsteps tapping)

- Do you think he's in here? Mm!

(door creaking)
(Lisa gasping)

(Eric whimpering)
Eric!

You're gonna be okay. Okay?

You're gonna be okay. Come on.

(Eric groaning)
You are gonna be okay.

When we walked out, Hugo was
waiting for us in his van.

- In the van?

(engine rumbling)
- He wanted to run us over.

- Intruders! (grunting)

- Come get me,
you crazy motherfucker!

(Hugo grunting)
(engine rumbling)

(intense orchestral music)

(gun blasting)
(van crashing)

- When the authorities
found the clearing,

they said the van had already
crashed into the pigpen.

(pigs snorting)
(tense orchestral music)

- We had already
gone by that time.

We left Clarice with Hugo,
hoping that she'll be okay.

(shirt tearing)

- After I saw
that huge motherfucker

come crawling out the van,

I bolted out of there as
fast as I could. What?

I wasn't gonna stick
around and wait for him

to come kick my ass.

I've seen enough
horror flicks, thank you.

(intense orchestral music)

(intense
orchestral music continues)

(shell clinking)

(intense
orchestral music continues)

- Eric was bleeding so much.

You know, I, I had to find
help as soon as possible.

- [Barry] What the fuck?

(door clicks and slams)

(footsteps pattering)

(door clicking)
(Lisa breathes heavily)

(seatbelt clacking)
- Okay.

Okay. (groans)
(Eric groaning)

Come on. No.

- Just give me a second.
- Oh. (groans)

- Okay, okay. Come on.

- Okay. Okay.

(Lisa grunting)

(bells ringing)
(door creaks and slams)

- Barry, Barry, come quick!

- Give me a fucking minute.

- No, emergency!

- (sighs) Shit.

- Helen?

She tricked us. She locked
me and Eric in the back room.

It was all part of her scheme.

She was selling
jerky to the whole county.

That's why they were
sending a bunch of tourists

to this place, more product.

- Well, this,
this is new development.

Um, what was
he doing with the money?

Hugo lived like a hermit.

- It wasn't
money that Hugo wanted.

He wanted his mom.

- Huh?
(tense orchestral music)

- Barry and
Helen were lying to him.

- [Helen] What did you do, Hugo?

I can never let
you slip up like this.

How could you let two
stupid kids run away?

I know you've been a bad boy

Now take care of that and
we'll figure out the shipments.

- Where's Mama?

- She called earlier.

She said if you can keep
it up a little bit longer,

then she'll come back.

The money that was sent helps.

(tense orchestral
music continues)

- (exhales) Let
me get this straight.

They made him believe his
mother was getting the money?

- They were the ones making
him do everything he was doing.

Hugo would do
anything for his mom.

- There are
different experts studying

the psychology
behind what he did.

So you're saying he was tricked.

- Hugo is special.

- "Special."

Lisa, the death
toll is staggering.

Why do you think
Hugo spared you?

- I wanna talk about Eric.

- Of course.

- Help us, please!
(hand pounding)

He died in the back room
where Helen locked us.

Please, let us go!

Let us go!

- [Helen] Barry,
we're closing early.

- [Barry] Yeah,
that's a good idea.

(Hugo breathing heavily)

- [Helen] He'll come for them.

- [Barry] What
makes you so sure?

- [Helen]
He never wastes the meat.

(Hugo breathing heavily)

- I told Eric to stay strong.
I told him not to give up.

(gasps) I'm applying pressure.
Why is it not working?

I tried to stop the bleeding.

(Hugo breathing heavily)
(door clicking)

(engine rumbling)

I'm the one
who invited him to the trip.

I'm the reason he's
there. Somebody help us!

(engine humming)

There's no forgiving that.

(Hugo breathing heavily)

- [Sammy] How did
you get out of there?

- I told you,
they had a shotgun.

(Hugo breathing heavily)

(lock clicking)

- Hey, hold on.
Where's the shotgun?

- I shot him.
(shotgun blasting)

The second Hugo walked
in the door, I shot him.

They left Eric there to die.

I think that when I walked
out of the back room

and I saw
the window and the real world,

I realized how
close we were to escaping.

It didn't have
to happen like that.

I shot them.
(eerie electronic music)

I shot Helen. I shot Barry.

(shotgun blasting)
(head exploding)

And then I called the police.

I didn't really
know what to say.

I just kind of freaked out.

I hung up and I, I went
to the nearest town.

And yeah, that's what happened.

- There are still some
unanswered questions.

(inhales) Let me
get this straight.

Hugo was never found.

- Correct.

- How did
he survive such a wound?

I mean, from
what you're telling me,

you shot him at
a really close distance.

- He's a really strong man.

- Also, Eric's
body was never found.

- Hugo must have taken him.

- Lisa, is there something
you're not telling me?

- Huh?
- Everything you're telling me

sounds really convincing,

but at the same
time, the timeline's off.

I don't know if you
realize, but you disappeared

for eight full months.

This all sounds like it happened

during the course
of a week at most.

- I must have been confused.

I didn't really get to feel
time like everyone else.

- Lisa, I, I don't wanna
make you get upset.

- I can't really speak about
all of this and not be upset.

I've had to
make sense of it all.

- Lisa, I have to
ask you the question

that everyone's been wondering,

what did you do in
order to survive Hugo?

- I'm not
answering any more questions.

- Lisa, I, I don't wanna
make you get upset.

- I'm not answering any
more fucking questions!

(door clicking)

- Ms. Lancaster, I
think that'll be enough.

Lisa needs her rest.

- Of course. Drew,
can you cut the camera?

- Cutting.
(patient coughing)

- Thank you for your time, Lisa.

(chair creaking)

(patients chattering)

(traffic whirring)
(door clicking)

I'll catch you later, Drew.

Send me the link to the footage
whenever you get a chance.

(keypad clicking)
(door banging)

(phone ringing)

Mike, did you find anything?

- Ooh, not much.

Um, she was registered
as Elizabeth Murphy.

She disappeared 35 years ago.
Became famous for the jerky.

And then not
much really after that.

- Okay, so Lisa said
the gas station people

were forcing
Hugo to make the jerky.

They somehow made him believe

that's how he was gonna
get his mother back.

And poor Lisa. I mean, she
was just, I don't know.

She thought she was being safe,

but she was in greater danger.

And she called the police
hoping to be rescued,

but I, I don't know if
they actually made contact.

- No, she didn't. She never,
she never called the police.

- What?
- They pulled her over.

That's how they found her.

She was driving the
ranger's Jeep really fast

down the country road, remember?

- No, no, no, no, she called,

- [Mike] There's no record of
a phone call to the police.

Good thing
they found her when they did.

She'd have been
driving for a while.

You know, she was going
the wrong way. Right?

- Oh my God.
(siren wailing)

- Sammy?

(bright electronic music)

(bright electronic
music continues)

(bright electronic
music continues)

(bright electronic
music continues)

- [Fiona]
You need to find somebody

who can really take care of you.

Okay? Somebody
who is kind and sweet.

- [Sammy] God knows
when Eric really died.

He might have died months
before she actually said he did.

(knife slicing)
(blood spraying)

(soft dramatic music)

(body slamming)

- You killed him!
It's your fault! (cries)

It's your fault!

(Eric choking)
(blood spurting)

(bright electronic music)

- [Hugo] Don't waste the meat.

(bright electronic
music continues)

(bright electronic
music continues)

- Eric?
- Eric no more.

Daddy.

(bright orchestral music)

(bright orchestral
music continues)

- Wait. You, you said his
mother's name was Elizabeth?

- [Mike] Yes, that's right.

(bright orchestral
music continues)

(bright orchestral
music continues)

(bright orchestral
music continues)

- [Sammy] Evan Smith.

- Ah, are you okay?

(spear whooshes and stabs)
- Ah! (screams)

- Good boy, Hugo, good boy.
- Please, no!

(body scraping)

(engine humming)

- No power lines. How could
you live without electricity?

- Huh. Hugo's old school.

- Don't waste the meat,
Hugo. Kill the intruders.

- Yes, Mama.

(bright orchestral music)

(insects chittering)

- [Sammy] So Clarice came
back to the lake months later.

- Is anybody here?

Tony?

Kids?

She wasn't trying to be found.

She was actually pissed
that Clarice came back.

- A boy that was
hidden in a ice house?

Uh, no, I think I
would've remembered that.

And I didn't see the girl either
after they all disappeared.

You know, that park
ranger didn't do shit.

(inhales and exhales)
I felt, I felt guilty.

I felt like
I hadn't done enough.

Months went by and
so I finally went back

around Thanksgiving, you know?

And when I got to
the clearing, (sighs)

that huge monster,
he came outta nowhere.

I had to defend
myself, you know?

But I did.
(gun blasting)

- Hugo!

- [Clarice] I did
some damage to him.

- My boy, my Hugo.

- I tried to warn people.

I said, "Hey, maybe that
Sasquatch son of bitch,

he's the one who's taking
the kids and the men."

Nobody, nobody listened to me.
They said I'm the crazy lady.

"What are you talking about?
Hugo, Hugo, he's harmless."

Well, guess what? Guess what?

- Hugo! Hugo!

You're late for the
shipment! Where are you?

- She didn't kill the gas
station people to save herself.

She was saving
Hugo. She did it for him.

- You're not gonna
lie to Hugo anymore.

(gun blasting)

- [Mike] Wow, that is, uh,

you should really call
the police right now.

(camera beeping)
- Okay, camera's off.

Let's get outta here.

- No, um, I mean, yes. Oh, fuck.

(camera rustling)
(intense orchestral music)

But she's here right now.

(camera clattering)

- (groans) What the...

What, what? No, no!

(camera whacking)
(Drew screaming)

(blood spurting)
Fuck, no!

What? (groans)
(static buzzing)

(blood spurting)

- I need to get
her on camera again.

Hang on 'cause I gotta grab
Drew before it's too late. Okay?

Drew.
(Sammy screaming)

- Sammy, you there? Sammy?

(hands tapping)
- Please!

Ah, ah, please!
Please, open the door!

Help! Help!

Somebody open the door!
(glass shattering)

(flesh squelching)
(Sammy coughs and gasps)

Daytime Emmy.

(hands squeaking)
(glass cracking)

(eerie electronic music)

- [Attendant] Hey, you can't
be here, buddy. (screams)

(furniture banging)
(patients screaming)

(intense orchestral music)

(door banging)
(light buzzing)

(body thudding)

(eerie electronic music)

- Good boy, Hugo. Good boy.

(soft piano music)

(soft piano music continues)

- The whereabouts of Hugo
Murphy are still unknown.

After more than a month,
authorities can't seem

to figure out where the hermit

of Lyndon Park has escaped to.

In the meantime, all
supplies of Hermit Jerky

have been
confiscated by authorities.

- Excuse me. Have you
ever tried Hermit Jerky?

- Oh hell no. Why
would you ask me that?

- I know a friend who did.

He said it was delicious,

but he doesn't
talk about it anymore.

- No. No, of course not.

- Hermit Jerky, yeah, I have.

Ah, I love that jerky.
Um, it's my favorite kind.

And I, I actually
have some right here.

- (gasps) Oh my God.
- Do you wanna try it?

Oh my God. Get
that, get that, get that.

♪ Listen, big boy
(static buzzing)

♪ I wanna be loved by you

♪ Just you and
nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be
loved by you alone ♪

♪ Boop-boop-a-doop

♪ I wanna be kissed by you

♪ Just you and
nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be
kissed by you alone ♪

♪ Bop-bop, I couldn't aspire

♪ To anything higher

♪ Than fill the desire

♪ To make you my own

♪
Bop-bop-ba-dop-boop-bop-a-doop ♪

♪ Ooh, I wanna be loved by you

♪ Just you and
nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be
loved by you alone ♪

(soft jazz music)

(soft jazz music continues)

♪ Alone

♪ Boop-boop-ba-Doop

(soft jazz music continues)

♪ Bada-lada-lada,
I couldn't aspire ♪

♪ To anything higher

♪ Than fill the desire

♪ To make you my own

♪
Ba-ba-ba-doo-a-doo-la-do-a-doo ♪

♪ Ooh, I wanna be loved by you

♪ Just you and
nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be loved by you

♪
Bada-bada-bada-bada-
boo-boo-ba-doo, ooh ♪