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(wind whooshing)

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

- Ever heard of him, Maggie?

- Only some part.

- Lucy, will you please knock it off?

- You should know this is where they buried him.

The Butcher Ghoul.

- He didn't actually do all those things, did he?

- Hm.

Folks said he was harmless.

Just a quiet man.

Until they found what was left

from all those women hanging in his shed like deer.

And that wasn't all.

Lampshades made of human skin,

skulls for soup bowls.

He even wore the skin of those poor dead women.

- Will you just knock it off?

Can we get this thing over with?

- Is that your new phrase of the day or something, Jimmy?

It's just history.

You see, that's the problem with this town.

Everyone wants to forget.

But monsters don't just vanish

because you stop saying their name.

- And why would he do it?

- Because his mother told him to.

(Lucy screaming)

(Jimmy gasping)

(Lucy laughing)

- Look, Lucy, that is enough.

I think that's the initiation over with, right?

Maggie, it's okay.

You're one of us now, all right?

- No, we are just getting started.

Going easy on a new girl, Jimmy?

If she wants to be in, she has to do it.

- Do what?

- Follow me.

(ominous music)

Here it is.

The Gein house.

Pretty, huh?

- I wouldn't say that.

- Lucy, please.

You know that the cops still check up

on this place sometimes.

We shouldn't be here.

- Oh, please.

They haven't cared in ages.

It's just a dare, not a death sentence.

- So what's the dare?

- Here's how it works.

You are going to stay the night in there all night.

And if you can make it till sunrise,

you're one of us officially.

- Inside alone?

- Of course inside.

That's the whole point.

Don't you want to be part of us?

Everyone goes through it.

We did.

- I don't know, Lucy.

It doesn't seem right.

- It feels right.

It feels perfect.

You just stay put

and just prove everyone that you can stay

in some rerfurnished house on your own

and everyone will talk how brave you are.

You will thank me.

- Are you guys gonna be right here?

- Of course.

We'll keep watch.

We will keep watch, won't we, Jimmy?

- Yeah.

We'll keep watch.

- You see?

I don't like cowards.

If you can prove to me you are not a coward,

you'll be part of our group.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Perfect.

Follow me.

(intense music)

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

Go get comfortable next to that fireplace.

- What are those for?

- We can't have you suddenly leave.

Don't you want to be part of our group?

- I do, but-

- Oh, I had a feeling you were a coward.

That's a shame.

I guess you're gonna be nobody until the rest of your days.

- Wait, wait.

I'm gonna do it.

Okay?

- Go get comfortable.

(ominous music continues)

(handcuffs clinking)

Oh, is it too tight?

- It's okay.

- See you in the morning, Maggie.

You're gonna be fine.

(ominous music continues)

(Maggie breathing heavily)

- Hey, hey, hey.

Why the fuck are we doing this?

- Oh, so you do like her?

- No, I didn't say anything like that.

- You didn't have to.

You are mine.

If you're gonna fuck this up,

I'll tell everyone what a crummy lay you are

and then I'll tell them it's because

you don't know how to use your tiny penis right.

- Lucy, you can't do that.

- I run our school, Jimmy.

You of all people should know that by now.

You remember the plan?

- Yeah.

Dress up as Ed and Augusta and scare Maggie.

- You're going to pretend to kill her as Ed

while I take a photo.

I want her to literally have a heart attack.

- Jesus Christ, Lucy.

- Whatever.

Go to the kitchen and make some noise while I get changed.

And you better be in character when I'm ready.

- Fucking bitch.

(Jimmy breathing heavily)

(hands thudding)

(distant banging) (Maggie breathing heavily)

(hands banging) (Maggie breathing heavily)

(object clattering)

Hello?

(hands banging)

(hands banging)

(Jimmy gasping)

What the fuck?

Oh shit. (breathing heavily)

(intense music)

(Jimmy grunting)

(flesh squelching)

(Jimmy groaning)

(ominous music)

- Fuck, this wig itches so much.

Jimmy.

You ready?

Oh wow.

It's good that you listen to me for once.

Help mama to fix the dress.

Is mama's little boy ready to kill a whore?

(ominous music continues)

(door creaking)

Hello, whore.

- (breathing heavily) Oh my God.

Hello, whore.

- (sobbing) No, sorry.

I'm sorry.

- What are you doing in my house?

I will give you to the count of three.

- I can't. - Three,

two,

one.

I warned you.

Edward, you can murder the whore.

- No.

No, please don't kill me.

Don't kill me, please.

No, no, no, please don't kill me.

No, no. (screaming)

(flesh squelching)

(Maggie gasping)

- Did I do good, Mother?

(ominous music)

What's wrong, Mother?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

(ominous music continues)

(Lucy screaming)

- Mother.

Mother.

(Lucy whimpering)

Mother.

Mother.

- Get off me.

Get off me.

- What's gotten into you, Mother?

- I'm not your mother. (breathing heavily)

(ominous music)

- You're not Mother. (breathing heavily)

(ominous music)

Mother!

(Lucy sobbing)

(flesh squelching)

(Lucy gagging)

Where's Mother? (knife stabbing)

- [Augusta] Edward.

- Mother.

(ominous music continues)

- Not here, Edward.

What are you doing with that whore?

You weren't planning on fucking her, were you?

- No, Mother.

I would never.

- I know you've been having thoughts.

I know you've been wanting to go against the good Lord

and me.

There, there.

It's okay.

Mother's here.

Mother knows what to do.

(flesh squelching)

- Mother.

- You can tell the devil that your mother sent you home.

(intense music)

(Ed breathing heavily)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(bell ringing)

- I'm here, Mother.

- It's been 10 minutes.

Thought you'd died.

- I'm sorry.

I was just preparing your breakfast.

I couldn't find the tea bags.

- You weren't looking at those filthy magazines

again, were you?

- Hey, you don't know what you mean.

- Ever since we've been getting that sinner mail,

you've been acting real strange.

- No, no, Mother.

I sent the mail back to him.

We don't get those anymore.

- I don't want you to send it back.

I want you to burn it.

You know the Jezebels in those magazines are evil, Edward.

Look at me.

Those whores will corrupt you, Edward.

Sex is for procreation, not for anything else.

All those sinners are going to hell.

They crossed the line

that went against what the good Lord wanted.

- I know, Mother.

- He would want nothing more

than to see those harlots perish.

Do you understand, Edward?

Stay away from the filth.

- Yes, Mother.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(doorbell ringing)

It's the front doorbell, Mother.

I'll be right back.

(dramatic orchestral music continues)

(door clicking)

- Hi, Eddie.

Gosh, the week goes by so fast, huh?

- Hey, Audrey.

Yeah.

Depends on what you're doing, I suppose.

- You know, I'm so glad to see

that Augusta's stroke hasn't killed your sense of humor.

You'd be amazed the amount of relatives of patients I see

where they're just former shells of themselves.

It's wild.

I actually picked up your mail on the way in.

- Oh, thank you.

Oh, the magazine's not mine.

It's someone else's.

- Oh, I wasn't judging.

I know that you're not the kind of man to read that.

You're a much more hardworking man than those other men.

Not to mention you're quite handsome. (laughing)

(clearing throat) How is Augusta?

Her assessments last week were good.

- Oh, well, she's not doing so good today.

- Oh, Eddie.

I'm so sorry.

Is everything okay?

Is there anything I can do?

Does she need changing?

- No.

No, it's fine.

I've taken care of it.

I remember what you showed me last week.

She's upstairs sleeping now.

- Okay.

Well, do you know when she'll be awake?

It's just, I drove all the way over here

and I'm quite thirsty.

I was wondering if you had anything for me to drink.

- I, I don't think that's a good idea.

- Okay.

Well, we could do today's crossword together

if you're interested.

I have to warn you though,

I'm pretty good at it. (laughing)

- Look, I'm sorry, Audrey.

It's just not a good time.

- Okay.

That's okay.

I'll go visit one of my other patients.

Ed.

- Hmm?

- I just wanted you to know

that if you ever need to talk to anybody,

you know you can call me.

Right?

I just wanted you to know that.

- That's very kind of you.

Goodbye now.

- Bye.

(door clicking)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(magazine ripping)

(magazine ripping)

(ominous music) (Ed breathing heavily)

- Stop.

Stop it.

(screaming) No.

Stop, stop!

Stop it, no!

No!

No, stop it! - Edward.

(ominous music)

Edward.

(ominous music continues)

Edward.

- Mother, you can walk.

- Good Lord wanted me to do what you couldn't, Edward.

- What was that?

(Audrey screaming)

- Shut up.

(indistinct) (Audrey screaming)

- That's Audrey.

How could you?

Mother, what are you doing?

That's Audrey.

- Shut up.

- Mother.

That's Audrey.

How could you do this?

- She may have a name,

but she's nothing but a whore.

(Audrey sobbing)

- How could you do this, Mother?

(ominous music continues)

- I want you to kill her, Ed.

(Audrey sobbing)

(Audrey screaming)

- Stop.

You're hurting her. - Take it.

I want the Lord to see that you can do it.

Rid the world of this filth.

She tried to finger me in the bath.

She tried to rape me.

Are you going to let her get away with this?

She's nothing more than a jezebel.

Jezebels must be punished.

Are you going to let her get away

with touching your dear mother?

(ominous music continues)

- I can't.

I can't.

- Be a good boy.

I want you to kill her, Edward.

Kill, kill, kill.

(ominous music continues)

Kill her!

(Ed screaming)

Kill!

(Augusta laughing)

(Ed screaming) (knife stabbing)

(Augusta laughing)

(Ed breathing heavily)

You're such a good boy.

You're such a good boy, Ed. (laughing)

(Augusta grunting)

You're such a good boy. (grunting)

(ominous music continues)

(Ed breathing heavily)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Ed breathing heavily)

- Mother.

Mother, I just had the strangest nightmare.

I don't know what's happening with me, Mother.

Mother.

Mother.

Mother, please.

Mother. (sobbing)

Mother, wake up.

Mother.

Mother. (sobbing)

I've been keeping the place clean.

It's not been easy, but I've been doing a good job.

(sobbing) I'm sorry for failing you, Mother.

I wish I could have made you proud.

(Ed sobbing)

I love you, Mother.

I'll see you tomorrow.

(Ed groaning) (ominous music)

(knuckles rapping)

(knuckles rapping)

(door creaking)

- Oh, hi there.

Sorry to bother you at this hour.

Are you Ed Gein?

- Yes.

- [Barbara] Oh, well, can we come in, sir?

- No, I just...

Can you, wait?

(both laughing)

I was...

- We'll cut to the chase, Mr. Gein.

We represent the Urban Development Corporation.

My name is Barbara and this is my associate Carolyn.

And we are here today to talk to you about your property,

this fine lot of land that you got here.

- It's ideally situated for a very exciting new project

that's gonna transform the entire community.

- We are prepared to make you a very generous offer.

- That's a lot of zeroes.

- Exactly.

We're putting up a shopping mall.

- A shopping what?

(both laughing)

- A shopping mall.

It's the newest idea in modern retail.

All the stores you could possibly want

gathered underneath one roof.

- Air conditioned, clean, safe, convenient.

No more trudging down Main Street in the rain.

- The future of American shopping, Mr. Gein.

- All you gotta do is sign right there on the dotted line

and we'll get a check made up for you in no time at all.

- I'm not interested.

- Well, surely there's something we can do

to make you change your mind.

- Oh, I'm not...

I said I don't.

- Reconsider, Mr. Gein.

Let's just have a chat about...

- No, I don't want.

I would allow you to leave my house.

Leave.

Now!

Leave, leave.

Get out.

Get out, go, leave!

- Mr. Gein, wait.

- No fucking way.

What a piece of shit.

- Relax.

We can figure this out.

- But he said no.

You said this was a sure thing.

We've already bought all the land around him.

- And we can get his land too.

Okay?

Just...

- I bet he's gay.

These always do the trick.

Don't they always do the trick?

- You know me.

I ain't gonna take no for an answer.

- Me neither.

But if he's gay, I...

- He ain't gay.

Trust me.

Did you not see the way that he was looking at you?

- Okay.

So what now?

- We got work to do.

I don't want anyone over there at the house

while we're dealing with this.

Okay?

- Oh, you're no fun.

- Well, come on.

(Ed breathing heavily) (ominous music)

(knuckles rapping)

- I said I'm not interested.

Mother.

- Move out of the way.

Point me in the direction of a phone.

- Well, there's the landline in the kitchen,

but you already know that.

- Never mind what I know.

- [Ed] I thought you were dead, Mother.

- Of course I'm not dead.

- Who are you calling, Mother?

- [Augusta] I'm calling the police, of course.

- Why?

- You killed Audrey.

- No.

No.

- You don't remember?

In the living room with Audrey?

You stabbed her to death.

- No, no I didn't.

That was just a dream.

- How do you know?

When was the last time you saw that jezebel Audrey?

- Don't, Mother.

No, don't.

- Hello?

I'd like to- - No!

You need a rest, Mother.

You're not making any sense.

- See if you can stop me.

Catch me if you can.

- Mother.

Mother! - Stop me, son.

- [Ed] Mother.

- I bet you can't.

Little boy can't catch me.

- Mother, listen. - Get off me.

- You need to go to bed, Mother.

You are not well.

Mother.

- You're such a foolish boy.

Just like your father.

You should stand up for yourself.

- Mother.

Mother, be careful.

You're going to hurt yourself.

Mother. (body thudding)

Mother.

Mother.

(phone ringing)

Oh God.

Please, God.

(Ed breathing heavily)

I am sorry about earlier.

That was a prank call.

Everything's- - Edward.

- Mother? - I'm very proud of you.

But, Mother, you're dead in the foyer.

Oh, oh.

(Augusta laughing)

- [Augusta] The Lord has given me a second chance

to rid the world of jezebels

to keep you safe.

- I don't understand.

- [Augusta] Go into the foyer, Edward.

(ominous music)

Her name was Phoebe.

She came in from the rain after a flat tire.

She was having an affair with a politician in a town over.

- This isn't real.

- [Augusta] It is real, Edward.

Go on.

Touch her.

Touch her.

God has given me a power.

I'm going to guide you to salvation, Edward.

I'm going to make you Mother's little helper.

- What do you want, Mother?

- I just want to protect you.

Who knows what that woman would've done to you

if I hadn't stepped in?

Mother loves you, Edward.

I'm home.

- I love you too, Mother.

I love you too.

- I understand, Mrs. Flanagan.

Yes, I'm aware of those girls,

and no, I don't know where they've come from,

but I can assure you they're not doing anything wrong

by buying property in the area.

Mrs. Flanagan, if it comes to my attention

they're doing anything wrong, I'll investigate it.

Okay?

Goodbye, Mrs. Flanagan.

Jesus Christ.

(knuckles rapping)

Come in.

- Got something to turn those morning blues

on their head, sir.

- What is it?

- [Monroe] Have you ever heard of Phoebe Walton?

- The Mayor's daughter?

What, is he having daughter issues?

- Got word from a private investigator.

Said she was due home late last night.

- So?

- So, they informed us

she went to see Paul Dempsey one state over.

- And never returned home.

Wait, ain't she married?

An affair. - Looks like it.

- Have the family been in touch?

Well, the family don't want a scandal.

Apparently, it isn't exactly public knowledge

that she's seeing someone that isn't her husband.

- We got any leads?

- Not yet.

But we do have Benson heading over to Dempsey

to question him.

- The vehicle?

- We have an APB on the car that she was driving,

the time she disappeared.

Might not exactly get anything, but that's all we got.

- Okay, let's not let this get out to the press.

Okay?

Let's keep this one locked tight until we get more info.

- Can't say I'm not excited to work this case.

Didn't see this much since you transferred

over from England.

You're not regretting the transfer

now that things are actually getting interesting?

- Left England for love.

Stayed for the headache.

Let's canvas discreetly like.

Get me a list of everyone she spoke to in the last 72 hours.

- Yes sir.

(Ed grunting) (ominous music)

- There you are.

Welcome back, Mother.

(ominous music continues)

- (laughing) Oh yeah?

Mmm, yeah, I'm so wet for you, baby.

Mmmm.

Oh yeah, fuck me.

You better not come too quickly.

Okay, big boy.

- Fuck, that's it.

Carolyn.

I found it.

I figured it out.

- Hey, I was busy.

- Well, there is a loophole.

I found a deed.

- So?

- So, okay, all we need to do is find a copy of the deed

and then get our signatures,

forge it over the top of his, and the property is ours.

We can be Wisconsin's very first shopping mall.

- Oh, yes, you found a loophole.

Yeah, but where do we find a copy?

- Oh, don't worry.

I know a guy.

It might take some time, but it's worth a shot.

- Do you want me to talk to him?

I could be very persuasive.

- Yeah, let's schedule the dinner tonight.

(both laughing)

(ominous music)

(door clicking)

- Going to get you back to bed, Mother.

Back to old routine.

(ominous music continues)

(doorbell ringing)

(gasping) Mother.

How did he find out?

I'll be right there.

I won't let them take you, Mother.

(ominous music continues)

(door clicking)

Audrey.

- Hi, Eddie.

Sorry I didn't call before stopping by.

I hope this is a good time.

I just, I haven't seen you in a while, so...

- Of course, it's nice to see you.

- I'd give you a hug, but this is new and...

Why have you got dirt on your pants?

- Oh, well I was doing a bit of yard work

in town for Mr. Feldman.

He really got me working today.

- That's so lovely.

I can help you pot a plant or anything.

- Audrey, why are you here?

- Well, Eddie, I have news.

(kettle whistling)

Eddie?

- Hmm?

Oh, sorry.

- As I was saying, I'm a little saddened you didn't call.

I find it hard to believe

that it's been nearly a year since we last saw each other.

Boy, how time flies, huh?

- I suppose.

- Depends on what you're up to though, right?

- Hmm?

- Nevermind.

It doesn't matter.

I have good news for you.

Quit my job as a nurse.

Finally.

I mean, I know I was grappling with that idea ever since...

Well, ever since Augusta died.

You two are always my favorite patients to come and visit.

- Oh really?

- Yeah.

I know that Augusta could get a little violent.

But I mean you,

you were always so nice, so kind to me.

Much kinder than the other men.

Anyway, I'm not getting any younger.

I'm not.

And I think it is about time

I start making some pretty scary life decisions.

- Is that all you wanted to tell me, Audrey?

- Well, I was wondering if you would like

to come for dinner with me.

- Why?

- Because I like you Eddie, a lot.

(phone ringing)

- Oh, I'll just get that.

Hello? - Edward.

- Mother.

- [Augusta] I don't like being in this closet.

Why is it taking you so long?

- Hey, I'm just with Audrey.

- [Augusta] That whore?

- I'll see to you in a bit.

- [Augusta] You must kill her, Edward.

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

- [Augusta] But she's a fucking little whore.

She'll corrupt you.

Turn you against the Lord.

- She's not like that.

And you know it.

You are wrong.

- [Augusta] Uh-uh.

Why don't you look at her and tell me if I'm wrong.

- [Audrey] Eddie.

Put the phone down and stop talking to your mother.

(ominous music)

Hi.

- Audrey.

- Hi.

Why don't you come over here?

Don't be shy.

- [Augusta] Edward, don't you dare.

- Do you like what I put on for you?

Yeah?

I thought we could have some fun.

- Oh dear God.

(ominous music)

Oh dear God.

(intense music) (Audrey gagging)

(Ed grunting)

(ominous music continues)

Audrey, I...

(Audrey sobbing)

(door slamming)

- [Augusta] Edward.

Good boy.

You did well to get rid of her.

- I hurt her feelings.

- [Augusta] But you've given your mother hope, Edward.

You like it when Mother's happy.

You would want me to be sad now, would you?

- No.

No, of course not.

Never.

- [Augusta] Good.

You are a very good boy.

Now, go and get my body.

- Yes, Mother.

Welcome home, Mother.

- [Augusta] Thank you, Edward.

- Is there anything you'd like me to do?

- I'd like you to clean the house.

It's filthy.

- But I've been keeping the place clean ever since you...

- But you need to clean it more.

It's not clean enough.

- Okay, Mother.

I'm so pleased to have you home.

- Don't touch me.

- But why?

- My bones are more brittle than they used to be,

after what you did to my arm.

- I'm sorry, Mother.

But how will I show my affection if I can't touch you?

- I want you to do what you did when I was alive, clean.

Get rid of that body in the foyer.

- How do I do that, Mother?

What should I do with the body?

- Use the barn that your father wanted.

Put the body out there, Edward.

- Okay, Mother.

I love you, Mother.

(ominous music)

You're quite pretty for a dead girl.

You feel just like Mother.

(ominous music continues)

Must have been Father's.

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music continues)

(flesh squelching)

(flesh squelching)

(ominous music continues)

(Ed laughing)

(tense music)

- So let me get this straight.

These graves were dug up.

And you-

- Bob.

- Bob, you covered it all back up.

- Oh well, yeah, I filled them back in

from some of the old dirt that was still around.

It was like a jigsaw puzzle.

Not really.

You couldn't tell how they'd been dug up.

- Well see, you've pretty got puzzles then, huh, Bob?

Are we sure he's telling the truth?

- I've worked at the cemetery for 20 years.

I don't want no trouble.

I thought I was doing the right thing.

- Okay, it's fine.

All right?

Are you sure that nobody else has seen anything?

Like, is there any more,

is there any other cemetery workers on duty?

- (sighing) No.

Just me.

I mean, nothing's happened like this before

until, well after I filled them back in,

I called my supervisor

and well he told me to call you guys.

- Are you sure all the bodies have been taken?

- Yes sir.

- Monroe, anything?

- If the bodies were buried up here on this row,

they'd be women.

Were any of the graves men?

- Nope.

None.

- That's interesting.

- What, you think we've got a necrophile on our hands.

- Sorry, necrophile?

- Oh yeah.

It's a person that you know, likes to-

- Fornicate with dead bodies.

It's usually men that do that type of thing.

- (sighing) Quite a distasteful man, I say.

- Yeah, we're gonna run reports on all these dead women.

Families, cause of death, connections.

We'll get people down here to corner this site off

and take fingerprints.

- I'll call my supervisor.

- You ever seen anything like this before?

- Well, three years on the job.

I've never seen anything like this in my entire life.

Did you come across anything like this in England?

- No.

Thinking about convincing Rachel

that rain and cups of tea aren't such a bad thing.

(Monroe laughing)

- Do you think this has anything to do

with the urban girls buying up all the property?

Doesn't the cemetery fall on the land they bought up here?

- Not quite.

No.

And it's illegal to buy a cemetery.

And as you said, all the dead bodies are women.

- So we dealing with a pervert.

- I'm leaning that way.

We'll have forensics sort this out.

We need to compile a list of the families

these graves belong to.

- Christ.

Can't wait for the uncomfortable conversations.

Do you think we'll find our man?

- I don't know.

If we do, we'll know

because it'll take some sick evil son of a bitch to do this.

Let's go, let's get out there.

(ominous music)

- You're going to feel just like you, Mother.

(ominous music continues)

- I don't wanna do this.

- I know, but we ain't got no options.

So...

- Can your guy just try a little harder to find a copy?

- We have been over this, Carolyn.

We've been searching for a goddamn week.

We ain't found a copy.

We need to find that original.

And you know what?

- There's just something about that place

that gives me the creeps.

You do it.

- What?

No.

- I don't see why not.

You're hot.

- Yeah, I know.

But you got that exuberating hypnotizing sex appeal.

You got what we need to get that deed, girl.

But in all seriousness, you go in there,

you work your magic

and you do what you need to do to get that deed.

And then when you find that deed, we'll be rich

and I'll be right here waiting.

Now go get 'em, tiger.

(sighing) I hope this works.

- Hmm.

(ominous music)

Mmm.

Needs more flesh.

(knuckles rapping)

(doorbell ringing)

(door clicking)

- Hey Edward, remember me?

- Oh yeah.

Kathy.

- Carolyn.

Look, I've been having a really hard time

getting you out of my mind ever since we met last week.

Do you mind if I come in for a drink?

It would really help me

if we could talk about how I'm feeling.

- Oh, okay.

Please come in.

Just please be quiet.

- I'm usually shown the living room first,

but I suppose this will do.

- The living room is a little bit dirty at the moment, so...

- I don't mind dirty.

- How do you take your tea?

- Don't you have anything a bit more fun?

I bet a strong farmer boy like you likes to drink.

- No.

Mother doesn't allow any alcohol in the house.

- Mother?

- Yeah.

She's upstairs sleeping.

She's a very light sleeper.

- But I thought...

- I have milk

if you prefer that to tea.

- Sure.

I'll take some milk.

- [Augusta] Edward.

- If you'll excuse me just a moment,

I just have something I need to check on.

- Don't be long now.

Okay, Carolyn, find the deed to get the fuck out.

(ominous music)

(door creaking)

(intense music)

(Carolyn gasping)

(Carolyn whimpering)

(floor thudding) (Carolyn gasping)

(footsteps thudding)

(ominous music)

- I'm sorry, Mother.

I lost her.

What's that, Mother?

(ominous music continues)

Okay, Mother.

(ominous music continues)

(intense music)

- What is taking her so long? (sighing)

(knuckles rapping)

(ominous music)

(door clicking)

(ominous music continues)

(intense music) (flesh squelching)

(Barbara gasping)

(vase thudding) (Barbara gasping)

(ominous music continues)

(Barbara breathing heavily)

(ominous music continues)

(Barbara breathing heavily)

(Barbara screaming)

Please, please, no.

Please no, I'm begging you, please.

No, no.

(weapon thudding)

(ominous music continues)

(birds chirping) (ominous music)

(Barbara breathing heavily)

Please, leave me alone.

- You should eat that.

You need to make protein.

Ever since I found out that human meat

has more protein than chicken...

I always try to save a live one whenever I can.

- A live one?

- Mmm, you taste better when you are alive.

Mother's taught me so much since she came back.

(Barbara sobbing)

Look.

(pills rattling)

Mother's morphine pills.

There's not many left.

(ominous music)

(Barbara sobbing)

(Barbara screaming)

Hmm.

(bell ringing)

Mother.

Is everything all right, Mother?

- I want you to know that I'm very proud

of what you've done, Edward.

- Thank you, Mother.

- You are turning into a fine young man.

You are making good of that suit of yours.

You are using your brains.

It only makes sense,

seeing as I can't comfort you physically anymore.

It makes sense what you are doing with that suit.

- Thank you, Mother.

- But...

- What is it, Mother?

- That girl that touched me is still free.

- Who touched you?

- Audrey.

That nasty little whore tried to rape your mother, Edward,

yet she still roams free.

- But you told me not to go after her.

- That was before you looked like a savior, Edward.

You were going to comfort the whore.

I couldn't have that.

She would've turned you against me.

Would've made you bury me again.

- No.

No, Mother.

I would never.

- I want her gone, Edward.

I want you to kill Audrey.

I want her dead.

- Okay, Mother.

(door clicking)

- I gotta get outta here.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

- How's it going, Audrey?

- Really good.

Doing great.

- That's good.

Listen, I wanted to apologize

for what I did the last time we saw each other.

- You calling to make me feel foolish again.

- No, no.

I was calling because, well, I hate to admit it, Audrey,

but I've been having some issues mentally

and I don't like to say it, but I'm on medication.

- Okay.

- And well, I hadn't taken my medication

the day you came around

and that's why I was acting the way I was.

- You were talking to your mother on the phone.

- How silly I was.

Huh?

And listen, I got some more of my medication

and I'm feeling much better.

And well, I'm finally feeling well enough

to ask you, if you're still interested,

maybe we could go for dinner together.

- I don't know.

I've got a lot of guys asking me out, so.

- Hey.

But would those guys make you a home-cooked meal huh?

- No.

I don't think they would.

- How about tonight in my place?

I did you wrong, Audrey.

I can't change that.

But I can do this.

I want to make it up to you.

- Fine.

I suppose I could do tonight.

What time?

- [Ed] Let's see, 6:30 at my place.

See you then.

Bye now.

- See you at 6:30.

(knuckles rapping)

- Yes?

(footsteps thudding)

Christ.

Tell me your face doesn't match the news.

- Sorry sir.

It's spot on.

- You found the girls?

- We had a call from Carolyn Miller's boyfriend,

said she wasn't home last night

after staying at someone's house.

- Whose house?

- You ever heard of Ed Gein?

- Yeah, I've heard of Ed Gein.

Bit of an oddball.

What's Ms. Miller going to Ed Gein's house for?

- Barbara Hayes was there too.

It was reported that Ed turned down the offer on the house.

Then we got a call from Intelligence.

They found that, stating that for the past week

that they hired a guy to find the copy

of the deed to his house.

- Those little bitches.

Did they find it?

- No.

No copy.

We believe they'd gone to Ed's to try steal the original.

Now they're apparently missing.

- You know, one of the bodies that was dug up

at the graveyard was called Augusta Gein.

- You think these are all connected?

- Dunno.

This Ed Gein, he might not be very cooperative.

Let's get a search warrant on his house.

When it comes through,

we'll pay Mr. Gein a little visit.

- Yes sir.

(tense music)

- What are you hiding?

- Hey. - Hi, Eddie.

Thank you.

- Well, Audrey?

- You like it?

- Mm-hmm. - Woo.

(both laughing)

I'm so sorry.

I had a drink on my way over here.

I'm glad a cop didn't pull me over.

- Well, that's fine.

- What are we having?

- Oh, it's a surprise.

Come on, after you.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

(ominous music)

I've never seen this room before, Eddie.

- Mm.

We don't really use it so much.

We?

- Well just me.

I suppose it's for special occasions.

- Hmm.

Mmm.

This is lovely.

What is it?

- It's my own creation.

I don't have a name for it yet.

(ominous music)

- The meat, the meat is lovely.

Is it rabbit?

- It is.

- (laughing) This is so amazing, Eddie.

I had no idea you could cook.

- Well, I needed to buck up once,

well, once Mother left.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.

At least you're back on your medication though.

I mean, you're turning your life around.

I wanted to...

You really hurt me last week.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Because I now know why.

Life can be so cruel

and it can really warp the brain.

But you know what?

It hasn't warped my brain

because, well, I still really like you, Eddie.

- Really?

- I mean, we're not getting any younger,

and I don't mean to pass judgment,

but I've never seen you date or heard of you dating anybody.

I mean, I don't really date myself either.

But (clearing throat) I would like to date you, Eddie.

- [Ed] I don't know.

- No, you don't have to give an answer tonight.

I just...

Well, you're really great with kids.

- And how do you know that?

- An old patient of mine,

well, she used to gush about how when her kids

would come home from you babysitting them

and she would just say what a great man you were

and how you would treat those kids like they were your own.

I want a partner that's great with kids too.

And I do, I think I really want a family one day.

I'm, I'm not scaring you, am I?

- No.

- It's just, you don't have to say anything.

I mean, and you can if you want or-

- I think that sounds like a great idea.

- You mean that?

- Yes.

I just need a minute, okay?

- Yes.

Of course.

Go.

And we can talk about this when you're back.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(water splashing) (Ed breathing heavily)

- I can't.

I can't, I can't, I can't.

(water splashing) (ominous music)

- Can't do what, Edward?

- Mother.

- What aren't you able to do, Edward?

- I can't hurt her.

- You can't hurt that whore Audrey?

- She's not a whore, Mother.

She can't be.

- She is a temptress in disguise.

She already has you in her clutches.

She's trying to take you away from me, Edward.

- She just wants a family, children.

She wants all of that stuff with me, Mother.

We could all live together.

- You stupid little boy.

Do I have to come and save you again, huh?

You must kill her, Edward.

(Ed breathing heavily)

(knuckles rapping)

- Jesus.

Eddie, you frightened me.

Were you trying to scare me?

- Caught me.

The door gave me away.

I'll just go see who it is.

- Okay, well hurry back.

- I'm sorry.

We are not interested.

- I can assure you, you will be, Mr. Gein.

I'm Detective Foley.

This is Detective Monroe.

We've had reports that two girls visited yesterday.

Is that true?

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

- Carolyn Miller.

Barbara Hayes.

Ring any bells?

- No.

Can't say it does.

- Are you gonna let us in?

We would like to chat.

- I'm sorry about that,

but I'm in the middle of dinner,

so I'd appreciate it if you could move your foot.

- Mr. Gein.

I'll cut straight to the chase.

We've got a search warrant on this place.

You will let us in and you will answer our questions.

(ominous music)

- Oh, it's baby Eddie.

(Barbara screaming)

Hello?

(Barbara screaming)

Eddie?

(Barbara screaming)

(Barbara screaming)

Eddie, is that you?

Hello?

Eddie?

(Barbara screaming)

(doorknob rattling)

Hello?

(Barbara speaking indistinctly)

What do you mean, who are you?

(Barbara speaking indistinctly)

Okay, hold on.

Yeah?

Okay, okay.

There's a bolt.

Okay.

God, it's stuck.

Okay, just hold on for me.

I've nearly...

Got it.

Oh.

Oh my God.

(Barbara sobbing)

What is going on, what is going on,

What is going on?

(Barbara sobbing)

- It was that guy.

Where is he?

- Eddie? - Where is he?

- He's at the door.

- He killed my friend.

He's a murderer.

He's got his dead mother upstairs

and he's gonna kill us too if we don't get outta here.

But these, these...

Please help me to get my chains off.

- I can't do anything.

There's a bolt, there's a bolt.

What do you want me to do?

- There's gotta be a key, please.

Please.

- There's no key.

Do you see a key?

I'm thinking.

- Thank you.

So it's a nice big place you've got here, Edward.

- Hmm.

- Can I call you Ed?

- Okay.

That's fine.

- So Ed, I'm sure you know about the bodies

that have been recently dug up at the cemetery nearby.

Really?

So you are not aware that your mother,

Augusta Gein's body's been stolen

along with a dozen other bodies?

- I can't see that I am.

But I must admit that sounds pretty awful.

- So Ed, here's the deal.

We think it's you that's been digging up the bodies.

(Barbara screaming)

What was that?

- I don't know.

- You watch him.

I'm gonna go check that out.

- Don't move.

- Okay, okay.

- Who the hell was that?

Was that one of the urban girls?

- I don't know.

- Hey, you move another inch, I won't hesitate to shoot.

(phone ringing)

- Who is that?

- Mother

- Hello?

Who's this?

Hello?

(flesh squelching)

(ominous music)

- Mother.

- [Augusta] Why don't you finish off the rest, Edward?

- Yes, Mother.

(ominous music continues)

- [Audrey] I don't know what to do.

I'm sorry.

I need to find a phone. - Hello?

Hello?

I'm Detective Foley. - Please.

You have to help her, you need to help her.

- Oh no. - Please.

Don't leave.

- Hey!

Where is Eddie?

- He's all right. - Where is he?

- He's upstairs.

We've got him, all right?

(Audrey sobbing)

He's gonna go away for a long time 'cause of this.

You stay here with her.

I'm gonna go to the car to get some bolt cutters.

Both of you, you're gonna be all right.

(both sobbing)

Monroe.

(ominous music)

(intense music)

(both grunting)

(ominous music)

(Barbara screaming)

(Audrey screaming)

(ominous music)

(footsteps thudding)

(Audrey breathing heavily)

(Barbara breathing heavily)

(door clicking)

- Audrey, open the door.

Audrey.

Audrey.

- No, please, please.

(foot thudding)

(Audrey grunting)

(Ed grunting)

(Audrey screaming)

- Audrey.

Audrey.

Audrey.

(ominous music continues)

I'm really sorry about this, Audrey, really,

but it's for the best.

You tried to touch my mother and I just can't allow that.

There you go, Mother.

Now time for that food I promised you.

(chuckling) Of course, Mother, only the best for you.

- Please let me go.

- Mother doesn't want that.

- She's lying.

She's lying.

I would never do that, Eddie.

I've never done that.

- I know the truth.

The women of this world aren't of the Lord.

They're wrong.

No good jezebels.

And I told you this, Audrey.

Others said the same thing.

You were one of the more conniving temptresses.

You weren't so obvious as the others.

When I'm done feeding Mother, I'll get to killing you.

You are going to love her meat, Mother.

She tastes divine.

(ominous music continues)

There.

Wasn't it tasty?

- Stop.

You're sick.

You're sick, Edward.

You need help.

- Mother's right.

I'm not sick.

People of this world are lucky to be born

with guardian angels

to protect them from this cruel world.

Mine is my mother.

She came back when I needed her the most.

It's not me that needs help.

It's you that needs help.

I suppose you were right, Mother.

(ominous music continues)

- No.

Please, please, please.

Before you kill me,

please let me tell you one thing.

Even an evil temptress like me deserves her last few words.

Right?

Mother allows it.

- Your mother was right, Eddie.

You were right.

I did touch your mother.

I violated her.

I touched her.

It was so funny.

- What's so funny about touching my mother?

- I felt her all over.

It felt like meat.

- So?

- So, I know you're really close with your mother,

right, Eddie?

Don't you wanna know how it feels to be with your mother?

- No.

I would never.

Mother, I would never.

- I know you would never.

I'm giving you one wish.

Don't you wanna have sex with me, Eddie?

- [Augusta] Edward, don't, Edward.

She lies to you.

She's taking you for a fool.

Don't fall for it.

- I know you're gonna kill me.

Don't you wanna have your way with me while I'm alive

so you can feel your mother?

- [Augusta] Edward, what are you doing?

- I'm going to kill her anyway.

I will never do it to you.

But I would like to know what it feels like.

- [Augusta] You're making a very big mistake, Edward.

Stop it.

Stop it.

- You shut up, Mother.

I love you.

I need to know.

(Audrey screaming)

- [Augusta] Get her Edward, get her!

- I'll get her, Mother.

I'll get her.

(Audrey breathing heavily)

Audrey!

Audrey!

(ominous music)

Mother was right about you.

You are a jezebel, getting into my mind,

turning against the Lord.

I trusted you, Audrey.

But I won't let you live.

You can't hurt me.

Mother said that no one could ever hurt me

when she's around.

You can't hurt me.

- I'll kill you.

(flesh squelching) (Ed groaning)

Where's Mother now?

(Ed groaning)

(Ed groaning)

(Ed coughing)

(body thudding)

(Ed groaning)

(Audrey gasping)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Mother.

(ominous orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(wind whooshing)