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- Hi, gang, and welcome to "All Night Long",

with me, your favorite host, Stacy Monroe.

Tonight, we're gonna be kicking off.

Summer Scream Film Festival, where all month long,

we're gonna be bringing you some of the coolest movies

with the hottest action,

and now it's time to get into tonight's film.

We hit the mean streets of San Francisco,

where a young starlet name Mila,

uses her body as a weapon.

These streets won't be safe

for any rapists or perverts anymore,

so mothers, lock up your scumbag sons

because Mila is on the prowl

in "Streets of Vengeance."

This movie has everything.

(electric guitar music)

Cool tunes.

(shotgun pump clacking)

And ultra violence.

(gasping) Unnecessary nudity,

and more fingerless gloves than you can count.

So put on your shades,

and kick some beach balls.

And get ready to go all night long.

(ominous electronic music)

(crowd cheering)

(atmospheric electronic music)

(crowd cheering)

(ominous electronic music)

(jarring electronic music)

(man grunting)

(Lana shrieking)

- [Lana] Get off me.

(screaming)

(ominous electronic music)

(razor ripping through flesh)

(Lana gasping)

(jarring electronic music)

(dramatic electronic music)

- Did you get that last part?

Because Mila is totally transforming

the whole adult industry.

She is the perfect person to talk to

when it comes to the adult industry.

She is just phenomenal-

- Hey, babe.

(Amber chuckling)

- Girl. - Hey, babe, what's up?

- [Amber] What the fuck are you wearing?

- Normal people clothes.

- [Amber] You look like shit.

- Bitch, why are you tripping?

- Because there is a guy here from a magazine,

and he is here to interview the world's hottest porn star,

and she looks like a fucking bum, what is this?

- I guess that I'm destroying the myth

for masturbators everywhere.

(Amber laughing)

- Killin' boners all over the world.

Let's go, c'mon.

(giggling) - [Brian] Hi, Miss Mila, my name is Brian.

- How do you do?

- Good, thank you.

I was just talking to one of your co-stars,

and she had nothing but the loveliest things

to say about you. - Oh, no, we're more

than co-stars, we're BFF's.

- Who touch each other's boobs. It happens.

(Mila giggling) (Amber giggling)

- Um, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry, I missed that,

can you do that, repeat that again, please?

(Amber laughing) (Mila laughing)

- Oh, Mila, thank goodness, I was beginning to worry.

C'mon, let's go, we're running late.

Who is this, why is he annoying my princess?

Who are you, what do you want?

Speak. - He's just here to interview Mila.

- Ah.

Amber, ah, honey babe,

could you, ah- - Oh.

Ah. (lighter clicking)

- Ah, no, no, um, could you please help our star get ready, hmm?

(Amber laughing) Thank you, sweet cheeks.

Come here, kid.

Now, let me give you something to print.

(atmospheric electronic music)

I'm Ivan Dark,

owner and founder of Dark Productions.

I have been in this business for 30 years,

and in all of that time,

I have never met a girl like Mila.

She's an angel demon.

She senses your every desire and yearns to please you.

On her terms only.

(chuckling)

She's Mila.

Hmm, M-I-L-A,

Mila.

(upbeat electronic music)

Ah, and there she is.

(upbeat electronic music)

(Amber groaning)

- Rico is annoying me.

- What now?

- I haven't told him that he is pairing me up

with Brody and Katia, and he is pissed.

- I hate when men play boss with your body.

(Katia speaking in foreign language)

(Mila laughing)

- [Amber] What?

- It means he's being a bitch.

(chuckling)

- He's just

being really protective.

- Mm-hmm. - Did you guys know Lana?

- Lana, who? - Lana, the girl that danced at O' Farrell Theater.

She got killed last night.

- The San Francisco Slasher.

- Some crazy motherfucker.

- So when were you gonna tell me?

- [Mila] Tell you what?

- That you're leaving.

- Leaving?

- You haven't signed your new contract,

and I heard you're gonna go work for Amy Grindhouse.

- [Mila] And who's saying that?

- Everybody, is it true?

- Not exactly, no, I just-

- Mila? Mila?

- Savannah, what are you doing here? - [Savannah] You have to come with me, Ivan's a bad man.

- What are you talking about? - He's going to hurt you. - Just calm down.

- He's having me followed, I'm gonna be killed.

I'm the only one that knows the truth.

- [Mila] What truth?

- The truth is, he's a murderer.

I used to be his girl, just like you.

- What?

- He's going to hurt you.

He's hurt girls before.

Get the fuck away from here. - Get her out of here. - You fuckin' asshole.

I know the truth, Ivan.

I know the truth.

- Now, get outta here. - Savannah, just go. - You coked out bitch.

Get her out. - You can't threaten me.

- Get out.

Oh, huh, Jesus Christ.

Did you get all that?

(Mila sighing)

All right, now, I'm going to need

a wide shot here, all right?

Get this all in.

Now, everybody, come together.

I need to see sexy.

Sexy stuff.

This is for the cover of the DVD.

Amber, come on in here, sweetheart.

Yes, yes, yes.

No, no, no, we don't need you,

why don't you back it up against him, that's it.

That's it, now hold her hips, hold her hips.

That's it, ride that saddle.

Excellent, Katia, sweetie, this way.

Right in here.

Now, move in just like you're moving in for a kiss.

Embrace, close, close, closer, closer.

Not too close.

Rico, right there.

Ah, my sweet.

(Mila giggling)

Get in. There we are.

Now, gently, gently, love her, adore her.

Cuddle up, cuddle up.

Oh, this is the woman you wanna cuddle to.

What the fuck are you looking at?

- Hey, easy with the hands there.

What the fuck did I just say?

- [Ivan] Rico, do you have a problem?

- Yeah, I don't like this guy

putting his hands all over Amber.

Plus, he's gay, he does gay porn, I seen it.

- Wait, you watch gay porn?

- What the fuck did you say, bro?

- Listen.

You two can take this out into the parking lot afterwards,

beat each other senseless,

winner gets to bone the other one in the ass,

I don't care, let's get the shot.

- I got a better idea, bro.

Let's see who can please your girl better, you or me?

(fists thudding)

- Break up, break up.

Take a fucking walk.

Amber, you handle that young man,

or I swear to God, I swear to God,

if you don't, his next starring role

is gonna be bitchin' in East Oakland gang bang films.

Now, do you understand me?

Take care of it.

Brody, babe, you okay?

- I'm fine, I'm fine.

(sighing) - All right, everyone take 10.

Mila, can I speak to ya?

- [Mila] Yeah, come in.

(sighing)

- Jesus Christ.

(sighing)

Look, you and I need to talk,

and I think you know what we need to talk about.

Look, let's go to dinner,

discuss the terms of your new contract.

This is your year, Mila.

You've got the press all over your ass.

You've got the nominations.

You've got the awards.

I guarantee you, 100K a year,

six films, director of your own series.

What do you say?

- Thank you, for the generous offer, but

I have to decline.

I need something new,

and I hope that you can forgive me

for not telling you sooner,

but I just wasn't in any rush to break your heart.

- Oh, but you have to,

right?

I don't treat you well?

- No, you did, I owe you everything,

my heart, my body, and my soul,

but I have to do this for me.

(lighter clicking)

- No, thanks.

I'm quitting.

But you know all about that, don't you?

You're sure, you're really sure?

- I am.

- I have to ask,

this doesn't have anything to do

with that feminazi bitch, Amy Grindhouse, does it?

- No.

No it doesn't.

Okay, I would never work with anyone else, you know that.

Are we,

are we okay?

(atmospheric electronic music)

- Yeah, of course we're okay.

You know I love ya.

Hey, you're my sweetheart.

(Mila giggling)

- I love you, too, pops.

Well, hey, you can promote this as my last movie.

- I just may do that.

Hey, everyone.

This will be Mila's last shot.

She's hanging up the G-string for good, folks.

- [Woman] Oh, Mila.

- And, remember, Mila has an interview

on television tomorrow night.

Everyone be sure to tune in.

(group cheering) Okay?

All right. (group cheering)

Hey. - Congratulations. - Congrats to you girl.

- Oh, shut up, Amber. - You go, you go.

(group cheering)

(atmospheric electronic music)

(lighter clicking)

(ominous electronic music)

- [Man] This is Jane Doe.

She's a stripper, a prostitute, a fame whore,

and yet she makes more money than most of you out there.

This is your judgment day.

We are here to give the people what they want,

and they want to see you die.

Get on your knees.

(ominous electronic music)

Any last words before I cleanse you of your soul?

Very well.

God grant mercy on your soul.

(man grunting)

(sword clinking)

This is what happens

to women that use sexual power to destroy men.

We will right the wrongs of this world.

We are The Sword.

(ominous electronic music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Welcome to "The Full Report."

I'm Ann Fuller.

Tonight's topic, does porn cause men

to rape and sexually assault woman?

That is the claim a Las Vegas man is making,

after raping and abusing his porn star, girlfriend.

With us tonight, we have Garret Sullivan,

a men's rights activist, (ominous electronic music)

and sex addiction counselor from San Francisco,

and our second guest, also hails from San Francisco,

she is a adult film star

and a self-described feminist.

She goes by the name of Mila Lynn.

Thank you both for joining us tonight. - My pleasure. - Of course.

You're welcome. - Mr. Sullivan, you firmly believe

that pornography has a detrimental effect on the human mind?

- As a counselor, I see many men

who are addicted to pornography.

They develop these unhealthy,

violent fantasies against women,

and they have been created into monsters

because of this horrible industry, this sexual culture,

and rape culture, if you believe in that term,

effects men as much as it does women.

How can you rape a porn star

or a prostitute.

These men don't want to rape.

They are conditioned to do it.

- Mila, your thoughts.

- Holy shit.

Sorry. Um, let's be clear.

Women do not want to be raped.

We do not cause men to rape,

and rape culture is real,

and yes, sex workers can be raped and assaulted,

just like everybody else,

and it doesn't matter what a women does for a living.

We all deserve justice.

- Yes, justice.

Justice for us all,

but can't you see Garret's point?

I mean, if you were the victim of a sex crime,

and one were to take a look at the films

that you've starred in, and having sex on camera.

Isn't it understandable

that some people would have reservations

about believing what someone like you-

- Yes, exactly. - Has to say?

- Well- - Exactly.

- I mean, yeah, but that's my point.

People think that they can treat sexually free women

like trash, but the numbers don't lie.

Our biggest consumers are from

the most conservative and religious areas of the world.

From the Middle East, and the Midwest of America.

Yet, those who come to hate it,

are the ones who watch it the most,

and I'm sure that you watch it yourself, Garret.

- How dare you?

I would never, ever watch one of your films

or one of your pornographic movies.

Have you no remorse

for your exploitation to women?

You're the one ruining America, not me.

- What about that, Mila?

I mean, you call yourself a feminist,

but your industry relies on the exploitation

of women for the satisfaction of men.

Aren't you afraid of backlash or appearing hypocritical?

- I do what I want with my body.

I pick my own costars,

and I don't have to do anything that I don't want to do.

This disgust over the industry,

is really just men trying to control the vagina.

Now, I believe that Hollywood is much more misogynistic

than the porn industry.

I don't let anyone call me names or slut shame me.

Now, about this stupid backlash.

Bring it, I can take all of your hate mail,

all your name calling.

I don't care.

- And on that note, I'd like to thank

both of my guests for joining us tonight.

I would also like to apologize

to my audience about Miss Mila's unpleasant language,

and reference to the female anatomy.

I'm sure we are going to get many letters about that.

Mr. Sullivan, do you have any more thoughts?

- Oh, of course. Thank you, I really do appreciate it,

and for all you men that are out there,

that are watching, please do not hesitate

to contact us at menfirst.org.

And, ah, thank you once again.

(ominous electronic music)

- [Woman] Woo, that was a fun night.

- I know and I was like-

- [Both] Snap chat me that pussy!

- All night long.

- Oh my, God. - That guy, though, was stupid.

- What's it like to be stuck on that dick?

- [Woman] Yeah, he probably has a small penis.

- [Woman] It's probably a little pea size.

- [Woman] No, I'm over that.

- [Woman] I'm gonna shower really quickly,

but I'll see you in sec. - Okay.

Sammy, we're home.

(electronic dance music)

Want a new hat, Sammy?

(thumping)

Babe?

Babe,

did hear that?

Did you not hear that?

(electronic dance music)

(sheet ripping) (jarring electronic music)

- You okay?

Babe?

Baby, you were screaming.

Babe?

Baby?

(electronic dance music)

Babe?

(woman yelping)

What the fuck?

Babe, no.

I need to get help.

(gasping)

Oh, no, no.

Stop it, stop please!

No. (woman gasping)

(woman crying)

(woman gurgling)

(blood spurting)

(jarring electronic music)

(birds chirping)

(dog barking)

- [Brian] Hey, Mila.

This is Brian from Gaming Empire.

We met yesterday.

Uh, in case you forgot.

Anyways, I wanted to say thank you

for the invite to your retirement party.

Should add a lot more to the article.

It's coming along very well,

and, um, I'll see you tonight.

I'm, I'm really, really looking forward to it.

So, so, I'll see you later.

All right, goodbye.

(man on voicemail breathing heavily)

(ominous electronic music)

- [Man] Mila, I'm watching you.

I'm gonna kill you, you fucking slut.

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

(atmospheric electronic music)

(atmospheric electronic music)

- Did you paint all these pieces?

- Yep, they're all mine.

- I'll, I'll take them all.

(scoffing)

Is that okay with you?

- Um,

yeah, I'm just not sure why you would want them?

- I like them, I think you're very talented.

- Um,

thank you.

- Would you mind helping me take these back to my place?

My hotel's nearby.

I'm actually here on business.

I'm, I'm Roxy.

- Uh, Mila.

- That's a pretty name.

- Thanks.

- You have a beautiful face.

Where are you staying?

- Ah, wherever, usually with friends.

Here, there.

I'm not sure about tonight, though.

- Oh, well, we can't have you staying on the streets.

(Mila chuckling)

I wanna do something for you.

- Like what?

- I wanna change your life.

- Out of the kindness of your heart?

- As I said, I'm here on business.

- What kind of business are you in?

- I am in the entertainment industry.

The adult entertainment industry.

(atmospheric electronic music)

I

Have been searching for someone like you for years.

An enigma,

an artist,

but you didn't think that you would fit the part,

which is precisely why you're perfect.

The industry is changing.

The sleazy men being replaced by strong women

who are calling the shots.

Sex is your art.

This is an art project.

The Mila project.

Can you be an artist,

a feminist, and a sex goddess,

all at the same time?

I think you can.

I've been telling my husband all about you,

and he can hardly wait to meet you.

(atmospheric electronic music)

- [Liv] C'mon, Val, give me jiggle. (whip snapping)

C'mon, Val.

Spank his face with your ass.

♪ Kiss my ass, like you know you want to ♪

♪ Kiss my ass, like you know you want to ♪

Yes.

(whip snapping)

Perfect.

- So, I've been asked if I have stolen you

away from Ivan. - Yes.

(whip snapping) - I would love to claim

that honor, but I can't.

Do you mind me asking you what really happened?

- Honestly, Savannah came into the studio the other day,

and she was yelling all this crazy shit

about how Ivan's a murderer

and that I need to watch my back,

and it felt like I was looking my future right in the face,

and then with all these threats,

it's just not fun anymore, you know?

It's just time for me to move on.

- Just know that I've always got a place for you,

and you're always welcome here, okay?

- Thank you.

- I have a great new set of girls that

you could direct.

(whip snapping)

(atmospheric electronic music)

Liv, hon?

In the next few shots,

if you could go wider,

and not get too much vagina?

- What do you mean?

- You're getting too much vagina.

- Too much vagina?

- Yeah. - Well, I was going for something, like female dominance,

but whatever, you don't get it, that's fine.

Too much vagina.

- She's a film student from the Academy of Arts.

- Oh. - So, yeah.

(man barking) How did Ivan take the news?

- That's it, that's it. - It was hard,

- Whip him. - It was emotional.

You know how Ivan can be,

he's a prick sometimes,

but he's sensitive and sentimental,

and he's throwing me a retirement party tonight.

You should come. - I'll be there.

I gotta tie some loose ends at work and stuff tonight,

but, yeah, I'll be there for sure.

- Awesome, all right, love.

- I'll see you later.

Be safe. - I will.

- Okay.

(atmospheric electronic music)

(whip snapping)

(man groaning)

(atmospheric electronic music)

(dramatic electronic music)

- Thank you so much. - Thank you.

(group chattering and laughing)

- Ching, ching, ching, attention everybody.

We're here to bid a fond farewell,

to our precious, Mila.

Uh, now she didn't want to have any big affair,

but as long as she's going,

she's going my way.

Ah, a toast, to Mila.

- To Mila.

- Our precious, special girl.

May every adventure meet with success.

Wherever you go, whoever you're with,

you'll always be mine.

- Oh.

- Cheers.

- [Group] Cheers.

- [Ivan] Party.

Hell yeah! (group cheering)

- To Mila, fuck yeah.

- So, shots, right?

- Yes. - Shots, yes.

(group cheering)

(electronic dance music)

(group cheering)

- To Mila.

- [All] To Mila. (group cheering)

- [Woman] All right.

(group chattering and cheering)

(group cheering)

- You girl, you.

Mila.

- Who's ready to dance?

- Yeah. - Yes, yes.

- Let's dance. (group cheering)

(electronic dance music) ♪ PS you're pretty

♪ PS you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

♪ PS you're pretty

♪ PS you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

(woman screaming) ♪ PS you're pretty

♪ PS you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

♪ PS you're pretty

♪ PS you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

♪ PS you're pretty

♪ PS you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

♪ PS you're pretty

♪ PS you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ The blood, the blood

♪ The blood, the blood

♪ The blood, the blood

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ The blood, the blood

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

(Savannah screaming)

♪ You're pretty (water splashing)

(clothes tearing)

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

(razor scraping against flesh)

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ The, the blood, the blood

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ The blood, the blood

♪ Blood, blood

♪ The blood, the blood, the blood ♪

♪ The blood, the blood

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ You're pretty, you're pretty

♪ You're pretty, the blood

♪ The blood

♪ You're pretty

♪ The blood

♪ Blood

♪ Blood ♪ Blood, blood, blood

♪ Blood, blood, blood

♪ Pretty, blood

♪ Blood, pretty, blood, pretty, blood, pretty, blood ♪

♪ Blood, pretty, blood, pretty

♪ PS, you're pretty

♪ PS, you're mine

♪ First comes the blood

♪ Then comes the boys

- Where am I going?

- Home, my darling. (electronic dance music)

You're going home.

(truck engine whirring)

(ominous electronic music)

(ominous electronic music)

(door clacking open)

- Wake up, little darling.

It's almost time for our show.

You know,

to be fair,

you're no worse than the rest of them.

Porn stars,

college girls,

soccer moms.

You're all the same.

Teasing men with your sex

for money and attention.

You're just better at it.

I'm going to create a story that my viewers

can relate to.

Take a look at this slut right here.

That's Mila.

She's a porn star.

Just like the other two.

(ominous electronic music)

How many of you

have dreamed of being with her?

Well, I summoned up the courage,

to go to her

at the bar the other night.

And you know what she did?

She humiliated me.

She laughed at me.

But you're not laughing anymore.

Are you Mila?

(ominous electronic music)

Here we go.

(dramatic electronic music)

(Mila whimpering)

(razor scraping flesh)

(Mila gasping)

(razor scraping against flesh)

(Mila gasping)

(Mila gasping)

I wanted to hear you scream.

(Mila gasping)

Shut up.

Beg me not to kill you.

You say it.

If you do it right,

I may let you go.

(Mila gasping)

What other choice do you have?

(Mila gasping)

(fist thudding)

(Mila groaning)

You're not going anywhere.

No one is coming for you.

This may be our only chance.

Do you wanna die?

(Mila spitting)

- Fuck you.

(Nathaniel chuckles)

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

(spitting)

I'm gonna fucking kill you,

you piece of shit.

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

You fucking-

(Nathaniel grunting)

(Mila choking)

(ominous electronic music)

(Nathaniel grunting)

(Mila choking)

- Today is a big step toward our righteous cause.

We can't stop,

until the full enslavement of females is achieved.

It's the only way we can fight this sickness.

Three of them went down tonight,

it's just the beginning.

It's how things are really gonna be from now on.

(bat whacking against skull)

(Nathaniel groaning)

- Goddamn, you fucking dog.

(bat whacking against skull) (Nathaniel gasping)

(dramatic electronic music)

I want you to beg for me.

(bat clattering on floor)

Beg for your fucking life.

- Okay. (Mila giggling)

Please.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Said, I'm sorry.

(bat whacking against skull)

(bat whacking against skull)

(bat whacking against skull)

(ominous electronic music)

(bat clanking against floor)

(Mila whimpering)

(Mila laughing)

(Mila crying)

- You piece of shit.

(atmospheric electronic music)

- [Brian] Mila?

Mila?

Mila?

Let's get you up.

(ominous electronic music)

- [Roxy] I've been telling my husband all about you,

and he can hardly wait to meet you.

(ominous electronic music)

(Mila gasping)

(Mila groaning)

- Mila?

Whoa, whoa.

It's okay, it's okay, you're safe.

Well, nobody's gonna hurt you.

It's Brian.

We met at the studio a couple of days ago.

Can you please put the scissors down?

Nobody else is here.

I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise.

Mila, when I found you,

you were in front of some guy's house.

You were cut up.

Your clothes were covered in blood.

- Was I raped?

- No, I don't think so.

You were carrying a baseball bat,

that too was covered in blood.

I'm guessing that came from your attacker.

I'm also guessing you killed him.

Mila, I know this is a lot to process,

but I have to show you something else.

- Tonight, on a special edition of "The Full Report."

Last week we spoke to adult film star, Mila Lynn,

about the dangers of her industry,

and now she's dead.

She is the latest victim in a string of murders

on sex workers in the city of San Francisco.

Was she a victim of coincidence?

Or did she just follow down a path of self-destruction?

And did this dangerous lifestyle

also spell out the bloody fate

for two other adult film stars?

Abigail Winters, AKA, Savannah,

and Amy Grindhouse, also known as Amy Winorsky.

Tonight, we present the life and death of Mila Lynn,

and now we will show you the chilling video

of her final moments.

Warning, the video you are about to see

is very disturbing.

- Oh, my God. (atmospheric electronic music)

- I'm, I'm sorry,

but a lot of people have seen this video.

- Savannah tried to,

we all thought she was crazy.

I mean, in the old days, if a girl OD'd,

no one batted an eye.

I, Ivan, Ivan never pushed drugs on me, no.

He, he, he wanted me pure.

He wanted me pure.

- Are you saying that Ivan Dark,

sicked those misogynistic shitheads on you?

Mila, we have to call the police.

- They don't care.

We were whores that deserved it,

and we're all dead.

- No, no, no, this is not right.

Mila, Mila, what if he goes out there,

what if he tries to attack you again?

What if he goes out and does it another girl?

To your friend, Amber?

We can't let his slide, we have to get him.

What if, there has to be some sort of evidence,

some, something, tying him to,

(sighing)

I'm, I'm sorry.

You need to get some rest, you, you haven't eaten.

Uh, I'm gonna, I need to get some more supplies,

I need to get you some food.

I, I, charged up your phone.

Um, if you need to call.

Um, I'm sorry.

I'll come back with some food for you.

(door clicking)

(Mila crying)

(pills rattling)

(phone vibrating)

(Mila vomiting)

(phone vibrating)

- [Man] Hey, Nathaniel?

Hey, man, where you been?

(ominous electronic music)

Hello?

Nathaniel?

Hey, c'mon, man, it's Garret.

(jarring electronic music)

I guess I must have gotten your voicemail or something.

Ah, anyway, um, I was just calling

to say good job on the video.

I just watched it, great work, I gotta say,

and, uh, I'll give you that money for that Mila job

as soon as you call me back, all right, man?

So, give me a call.

- Nathaniel's dead.

- Who is this?

Who the fuck is this?

- You're next.

- What the fuck?

(ominous electronic music)

- Hmm.

(atmospheric electronic music)

(dramatic electronic music)

Mm.

(gasping)

- Mila?

Are you okay?

- You say you wanna help me?

- Yeah, uh, are you ready to talk?

- Then we're gonna do it my way.

I need you to play detective and find Amber for me,

and take me to her.

- You mean like a stake out?

Incognito?

- [Mila] Yep.

- Fuck, yes, I got the perfect shit we can use.

I got trench coats, I got sunglasses,

I got fucking walkie-talkies,

I got a makeup guy. - Yes, yes.

- Fuck Bat-Man, we got this shit handled.

He's a pussy, man.

Come over here, check this shit out.

C'mon.

- [Mila] Okay.

What about the- - This is good.

C'mon, no, c'mon. (atmospheric electronic music)

So I uploaded Amber's picture from Twitter

onto Google Images.

This looks like the spot.

- I know this place, we've shot here before.

- She's supposed to be shooting with Rico.

How are you gonna get past him?

Do you want me to, should I kick his ass or something?

- No, he's an MMA, don't try it.

Just get Amber alone,

and I'll find a dressing room.

- What the fuck do you want me to do?

- [Man] Ah, Amber, could you look like, alive?

- Just put the camera on me, bro.

I'll carry it.

(Amber sighing)

just put the camera right here.

- [Brian] Hey, bro, do you need a hand?

- [Rico] Hey, who the fuck are you?

- Brian, I'm from GEM, Gaming Empire Magazine.

I'm here doing an interview on Mila's disappearance.

I figured as her best friend,

Amber might be able to give me some of- - Hey, hey, hey.

She's been through enough, all right?

- All right, cool, cool.

Chill out, bro.

What about you? GEM Magazine, we find the gem

in any industry.

- Amber, you can take off. - Let's do an article on you.

- Yeah, yeah, you could do that.

Yeah, that's a great idea.

- [Brian] Cool, cool, Rico.

(dramatic electronic music)

(Amber snorting)

- Amber?

Don't scream. (Amber screaming)

- [Amber] Mila.

Oh, my God, you're okay.

You're alive.

- So, you're an MMA fighter,

what, what are you doing porn for?

(chuckling)

- There really isn't much difference between the two.

People like to see humans fight and fuck.

That's what I do best.

- So you're an animal?

- My business is primal.

Human beings are animals.

That's just the world we live in.

All that stuff you write about,

politics, books, video games, it's all bullshit.

- I, I, get it, pal, I get it.

- No, I don't think you do.

You're a big guy.

Think you could take me?

- I, I don't wanna fight you.

You son of a, ah.

- Where have you been?

What's, what happened to you?

- What did you hear?

What did you hear?

- That you disappeared after your party.

That someone was following you.

I saw the video.

They said you were taken by the San Francisco Slasher.

- So up until now,

you thought I was being tortured to death by some psycho,

and you're here in mansion getting fucked?

- Mila, you know it's not like that.

Ivan said that he was going to find you.

He said that he would bring you home safely.

He's already talked to the police, they're looking for you.

- No one's looking for me.

Everyone's already forgotten about me, even you.

- Mila, you know that's not true.

You know that Ivan wouldn't hurt you.

- Ivan is the one that did this to me.

(atmospheric electronic music)

- So what are you saying?

That Ivan is the San Francisco slasher?

- The asshole that did this to me

had pictures of me on his wall.

He had pictures of Amy and Savannah as well.

We were targets.

Ivan is the one that's connected between all of us.

I need you to get him alone for me.

- What are you gonna do?

(Rico grunting) (crying)

- Get off, get off.

(Brian crying)

- I'm gonna look him in the eye, and ask him why,

before I kill him.

- Mila, you sound crazy, you sound like Savannah.

- You're not gonna help me?

- [Amber] We'll go talk to him together.

You, me, and Ivan.

You'll see that he would never hurt you.

Mila, please come home.

- I don't have a home.

(dramatic electronic music)

I'll be at Amy's if you need me.

Goodbye, Beatrice.

- Tap, motherfucker. (Brian groaning)

Tap.

- Okay, okay, okay, I tap, I tap.

(Brian groaning)

- You can put that in your article.

Be very descriptive.

(dramatic electronic music)

- Where's Amber?

- She's not coming.

We need to go to Amy's, and get the girls.

Liv, Stella, and Val.

I'm sure that they'd wanna know what happened to their boss.

But first we need to go to that fuckers house,

and get that laptop.

- That's all the way across the city.

It'll take a while.

Are you feeling okay?

- I'm fine.

I just need rest before we go to Amy's.

- Don't worry about the laptop situation.

I'll take care of that.

- How'd it go with Rico?

- I don't wanna talk about it.

- Okay.

(car beeping)

- [Brian] That fuckin' asshole.

(dramatic electronic music)

- You're a fucking bitch.

Fuck you, Mila.

Oh, I'm gonna fuck you.

(Garret grunting)

Fuck you, Mila, oh, you're a fucking cunt.

(Garret grunting)

I'm gonna stab you in the fucking heart.

(grunting)

The Sword.

(Garret grunting)

Bitch. (Garret screaming)

- [Man] Hey, you aren't whacking it off down here, are you?

- Already did.

So,

what's the news?

- Nathaniel's dead.

- How?

- Blunt force trauma to the head.

Have you heard from the guy yet?

- He hasn't been answering his calls.

- We should have never taken that money.

We're not killers for hire.

(ominous electronic music) We lost sight of our true mission.

What are we gonna do?

She knows who we are.

Garret, hey, man, are you listening?

- Will you marry me?

- Garret. - I wanna have some kids with you.

You're never gonna have to take off your clothes

for money again.

- I don't think I'm ready to settle down right now.

I definitely don't want kids,

and I like what I do,

and I'm putting myself through school with this money,

and I've got goals, and shit that I'm working towards.

- You call being a slut a goal?

(laughing) - I don't belong to you.

You need to get the fuck outta here,

before this starts to get ugly, okay?

- Whoa. - I gotta get ready

for my slutty job, so don't mind me.

- [Garret] Back the fuck off.

Well, excuse me, God, what the fuck?

Like, do you, do you think

you're better than me or something?

- Yeah, I'm starting to think I was better than you.

You started to shit on my fucking dreams.

I would never judge anyone

for what they wanted to do.

I think it's time for you to leave.

- What the fuck are you talking,

you know what?

No, I'm not fucking leaving.

You know what? You're not either.

(ominous electronic music) What if I don't let you go?

What are you gonna fucking do now?

- Okay, I am done being nice to you.

- [Garret] What the fuck?

(grunting)

- [Woman] Get the fuck out.

Get the fuck out.

(crying)

You don't wanna leave?

(Garret crying) - What the fuck are you doing?

You crazy bitch.

(grunting)

- Garret? - [Woman] Now let me show you the fucking door.

- Garret?

- Do you believe in the sword?

- You know I do.

- Then we have to get rid of her.

If we let her get away with this,

women will think they can do whatever they want,

and they can escape our judgment, do you want that?

What we need to do, is we need to setup a meeting.

Round up all the men that have pledged their allegiance.

They have yet to prove their devotion to the cause.

The time has come.

Are you ready?

(man laughing) Are you ready?

- Yeah. - Yeah. (man screaming)

Go. (ominous electronic music)

- We found her the next morning.

Laid out like she was being displayed.

Th motherfucker cut her open like a fish,

and the police say,

that she was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.

- They're lying.

It wasn't a coincidence.

It was personal.

- How do you know that?

- The man who killed your boss, killed Savannah,

and then tried to kill me.

I overheard him talking about it.

Announcing it like it was a great fucking achievement.

And then I found his computer with pictures on it,

and I took it from him.

After I bashed his brains in with a bat.

- Holy shit, you killed him?

- And I recorded it.

That's why I'm here.

I need your help.

- You already wasted his ass,

what do you need us for?

- There are more of them out there.

He was a member of some group

or a cult or something like that,

and they loved him, and they wanna be just like him.

Once they find out what I did,

they'll lose their minds,

and they'll be out for blood.

- You can hide out here if you want.

- I don't want a place to hide.

I want them to know it was me.

I want them to know what I did.

Liv, I want you to take this computer,

and I want you to post that video on his website,

and after that, then I'll leave. There will be no blow back on you girls,

or you can come with me and help me kill them all.

I'll let you decide when you're posting the video.

(dramatic electronic music)

- [Brian] Are you okay, are you lightheaded?

Are you- - No, I'm fine,

it's just a small headache, that's all.

- Are you sure you're ready to do this?

Take on a small army by yourself?

- You know I have to do this.

- I don't wanna see you get hurt.

Or worse.

I can gather Intel from this group

that Nathaniel belonged too.

(atmospheric electronic music)

- You're familiar with them?

- I understand them.

I'm one of them.

I just know how they think.

I know what loneliness can do to a man.

It warps a man, it makes him into something less,

less human.

It makes us feel like monsters.

It makes me feel like a monster.

- You're not a monster, you don't hurt people.

- I would kill

for you.

And I would do it gladly.

I'm gonna

help the girls with the, uh, the video.

(lighter clicking)

- The guy who did that to you.

Was it satisfying to make him suffer?

- It was.

I enjoyed it.

- A lot?

(chuckling)

- A whole lot.

- That is so neat.

- Neat.

It's neat to kill someone?

- If they had it coming.

I'm Stella.

- [Mila] It's a pleasure.

- I watched your video three times.

I won't lie,

I found it

very arousing.

- Oh, with you, I'm not surprised.

So you found that arousing, huh?

- Revolutionary actions excite me.

- [Mila] How old are you?

- 19.

- That accent of yours,

it's German, yeah?

- Yes.

I grew up in small town in East Germany.

I try my best to hiding my accent.

- No, no, I, I like it.

It's adorable.

- I think I could be of service to you.

- [Mila] You really wanna do this?

- Yes.

- [Mila] Why?

- My family moved here when I was 12.

My father was so harsh.

My mother wasn't allowed

to talk to or even look at another man.

If she did, she got beating.

One day, she decided to leave him.

She took me and little brother to a friend's house.

He found us.

He stabbed her 20 times.

Even after she was dead, he still kept going,

and then he just left.

Like it was nothing.

He still out there, people like him

are still out there.

That is why I want to do this.

And that is why,

to do this.

- It's done, the video's up.

We're already getting comments on it.

You're right, these guys are fucking disgusting.

- Whatever you want us to do, we'll do it.

- Thank you.

I can't promise a good ending to any of this,

but I can promise they will all die.

I'll see to it.

- Can we do it with just us,

or do we need more girls?

(knocking on door)

- Rico doesn't know I'm here.

- [Mila] I know, I know, baby, I know.

- [Amber] Ivan, he'll-

- [Mila] I know, it's okay.

(dramatic electronic music)

- So what do we do now, boss?

- This is dedicated to the women of this city.

Those who were harassed and threatened.

No one took it seriously.

Those who were raped and assaulted,

but no one believed them,

and those who were hunted

and killed,

but no one cared.

This is for you

because tonight vengeance is ours.

Garret Sullivan,

we are coming for you.

(ominous electronic music)

You and your men have become targets.

We will take the streets,

the dark alleys, the sleazy hotels,

and use our bodies as bait and lure them in.

(ominous electronic music)

- They killed Nathaniel.

Our strongest member,

our brother.

They killed him because he was the face of our cause.

You know what they started?

They started a war,

and we are gonna strike back now.

(dramatic electronic music)

- Hey,

you lost?

- No, I know exactly where I am.

Did you find what you were looking for?

- Yeah,

I think so.

- [Garret] Ever since Adam followed Eve,

man has struggled to regain his manhood back.

Every single one of you have been victims

of female, aggressive sexuality.

- [Mila] Our mission isn't just about revenge,

it's revolutionary.

We will reach out to other girls,

who have been abused for help.

- Drive around back.

Pull in the alley, I'll meet you there.

(ominous electronic music)

- They get into your brain,

and use sex to control us,

and manipulate us to whatever end they want us to do,

and then as soon as we fall into the temptation,

they claim rape.

You were all persecuted because you're men.

You all became slaves to the cunt.

We need to fight, and we are gonna take this city back.

We're gonna rid the city of these fucking whores.

- Yeah, all right. - Not just for Nathaniel,

not just for the city, but for the cause.

(80s heavy metal music)

- [Mila] We'll put our lives in danger.

Risk death to get close,

and when the time is right,

We will attack.

(heavy metal music)

(window shattering)

(head thudding against car)

(knife plunging into flesh)

(knife clinking)

(man choking)

(woman screaming)

(knife plunging into flesh)

(woman screaming) (man grunting)

- Ah, no.

(screaming)

(heavy metal music)

- See, that's how it's done.

(Liv grunting)

- Baby, baby, I'm okay, I'm okay.

(Liv spitting)

- I know.

(heavy metal music)

- Your men will lose faith in you.

- But we're not like Nathaniel, we're not killers.

- C'mon, guys.

I thought you were in this?

- What if they have like a bunch

of crazy, psycho bitches waiting to cut off our dicks?

I need my dick.

- What do you need a dick for?

- Tons of stuff.

- Like what?

- You guys are afraid of women?

Are you guys afraid of fucking women?

- [Both] No.

- I shaped and molded

every single one of you.

- No one will be spared.

We will pick them off one by one.

(heavy metal music)

- He says he knows Nathaniel.

He's a porn addict, too.

- Ever since I started watching Nathaniel's videos

that he's been posting online.

They're just so intense.

- Are you ready to prove your devotion?

- Yes.

- [Garret] You're gonna be teamed up with this guy, right here.

His name's Gus.

He's a friend of Nathaniel's, pretty close.

He's my new number one man.

- Garret isn't thinking straight.

He's losing men left and right.

He needs real men to win this war.

I don't care what he fucking says.

You're not ready yet.

So I'm gonna put you on babysitting duty.

You're gonna go guard that college boy,

rapist, douchebag, Luke Maddox.

- Now, he's a non-member,

but I advocated him recently in a false rape trial case.

Luckily, the bitch killed herself.

So we don't have to worry about that,

but you know what?

We still have to protect him.

We have to protect each other.

- He rapes college boys,

or he's a rapist that goes to college?

- Shut up.

Look, here's his number, text him.

Take him out to a bar or a public place or something,

where those bitches can't get to him.

(dramatic electronic music)

(pulsing sexy electronic music)

- [Luke] You fuckin' bitches, get off of me.

(knife plunging into flesh) (Luke screaming)

(dramatic electronic music)

(Luke screaming)

Why, God, why?

(Luke gagging on penis)

- And we won't stop until you are the last one,

and then, vengeance will be mine.

- [Brian] Mila?

Is Mila here? - No, she took Val and Stella

to go get that frat boy, rapist guy.

He's probably choking on his own dick as we speak.

- His own dick?

- Yeah, his own dick, who else's?

Hey, did you find out their next move?

- Yeah, they're looking into all of Amy's known associates.

It could be any minute before they show up over here.

We gotta pack this operation, we've gotta get going-

- [Gus] Where do you think you're going?

- Hello, Gus.

(dramatic electronic music) - [Gus] I told Garret there was something off about you.

- What, I wasn't creepy enough?

- That you weren't brave enough.

Sloane, get the girl.

I want you to watch this.

- Well, aren't you a juicy peach.

(grunting)

(chain jangling)

(grunting)

(Gus screaming)

Oh, my balls, bitch.

(chain thudding against head) (Brian grunting)

(blood spurting)

(chain thudding against head)

(Liv screaming)

- How far behind is he? - What the fuck?

Get off of him.

Get off of him.

(dramatic electronic music)

Is he dead?

Is he fucking dead?

- He's hella dead.

- I'm gonna kill every last one of you fucking she-demons.

Get up.

Get the fuck up.

(atmospheric electronic music)

(knocking on door)

- [Amber] Chaz, is that you?

- [Rico] Yeah, I got what you asked for.

- [Amber] What took you so long,

I called you over an hour ago.

Rico?

- Where the fuck have you been?

I've been looking everywhere for you. - [Amber] I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't.

- Oh, you couldn't call me,

but you had time to call your fucking dealer?

- I can't take this right now,

you don't know what I've been through.

- What you've been through? What about me?

You took off without saying a goddamn word.

I had to hit up your scumbag drug dealer,

and he didn't even wanna talk at first,

I had to beat it out of him.

What the fuck are you doing in this shit hole motel?

- Don't touch me. I'm on the fucking edge right now.

Have you ever seen a guy get his dick chopped off?

I have, I'm trying be strong,

I'm trying to be enough,

I'm trying to be there for my friends,

but no one is there for me.

I can't do this on my own,

so if you're just here to cause me more shit-

- Amber. - Then you can just leave.

- [Rico] Amber, stop it. - You don't care about me.

- I don't, is that what you think?

(dramatic electronic music)

(line ringing)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

(phone clacking)

That was Mila.

- Oh, what did she have to say?

- Nothing, she hung up on me.

- Well, then how the hell did you know it was her?

- I know her.

I know you.

As usual, there's some sort of a problem between you two,

and now you're calling me to solve it.

It's the same old shit,

but something tells me,

that this isn't the usual

on set spat between daddy and princess.

No.

This is something huge.

Something so huge that you felt the need

to call the one person,

who hates you the most in this world,

and that means that you've either lost your fucking mind,

or it means

that I have been demoted

from the number one spot,

and that person

must be little Mila.

- She's confused,

and she's been a little crazy lately.

- You have that affect on women.

- Well, Miss Carmichael, you'd be the one to know,

wouldn't ya?

Why didn't you tell her I was here?

- It started out as three of us.

(atmospheric electronic music)

She was my baby.

My project,

my idea,

but then when it came time for you and I to part ways,

she chose you.

She made her choice,

and so did you.

- Well, we've all gotta make choices,

and some of us are gonna have to live with them.

- Have you been bad?

- The worst, Rox.

The very worst.

- What does she want?

- Retribution.

- [Roxy] What do you want?

- Absolution.

- The devil doesn't need forgiveness.

- That may be, Rox, that just may be,

but for what I'm going to have to do tonight,

I just thought I'd have all my bases covered.

- Well, you're not gonna get it from me,

and you're not gonna get it from Mila.

So,

do you have any last words?

- Last words?

- Yeah, before I call the fucking cops.

- Oh, no, don't bother yourself, sweetheart.

It's been really nice seeing you again.

Maybe I'll see you around.

- Yeah, fuck you.

(door clicking)

(phone vibrating)

- Mila, we need to talk.

(dramatic electronic music)

This war has gone on long enough,

and you know what?

Let's get right to the point.

I got them.

We've taken over your studio.

We'll be waiting for ya.

I'll see you there.

(dramatic electronic music)

(phone vibrating)

- Mila? - Amber, get everyone that you can.

- What happened?

- They have Liv and Brian.

We need to get them back now.

- Oh, my God, okay, I'll get the rest of the girls,

and I'll meet you at the studio.

I'm on my way.

- Who was that?

- Mila.

- Mila, I thought she was dead?

What does she want?

- Backup.

- For what?

- We're gonna go kill a bunch of people.

Are you in?

- Just let me get my nunchucks.

(dramatic electronic music)

- Wow, I think I need to go for swim

to wash off all the grime and sleaze from this movie.

Thankfully, Mila's got her trusty baseball bat,

to put in places,

I'm pretty sure guys in this audience wouldn't appreciate.

Ouch. (chuckling)

Well, lets get back to the "Streets of Vengeance",

but first, here's a sneak peek at next week's episode.

Check it out.

(cork popping) (group cheering)

- [Narrator] It started out as a celebration.

- [Group] Cheers, to Brie

and Blaine.

- Oh, my God, this is amazing.

- This is going to be the best weekend ever.

- I don't get it, how is this better than going to Vegas?

- If I was maid of honor,

things would have been much different.

- Well, you're not the maid of honor, I am,

and Brie is my best friend.

This is her bachelorette party,

and this is is going to be the best weekend ever, okay?

- Yeah, guys, chill out, we can still get wild,

crazy, howl at the moon, fuck yeah.

(group laughing)

- [Narrator] It was a time for fun.

A time they would never forget.

And dark secrets will come to light.

- [Woman] Alexa is so obsessed with you.

Like, in a psycho, stalker way.

I think she has a crush on you.

- You're crazy, she's just passionate.

What are you doing?

- Brie, you're not married yet, right?

(giggling)

(ominous electronic music)

- [Narrator] Little did they know,

that an uninvited guest was outside

waiting, watching.

Some people have eyes for the bride,

and some people don't.

(Brie screaming)

(woman screaming) (knife plunging into flesh)

(blood spurting)

(woman screaming) (ax thudding into skull)

(Brie screaming)

- [Woman] Oh, my God, please, please.

Somebody help me.

(ax clinking) (blood spurting)

(Alexa gasping)

(ominous electronic music)

- [Narrator] All the bride's maids have taken their places.

He will take her hand in marriage,

alive or dead,

in unholy matrimony.

(Brie screaming)

(hammer thudding against skull)

(Brie grunting)

(ominous electronic music)

Until death, will they part.

(woman screaming)

"Slashlorette Party."

Scream now or forever rest in peace.

(upbeat synthesizer music)

- Welcome back to "All Night Long"

with me, Stacy Monroe,

your late night beach bunny.

Don't mind me, I'm just here catching some rays

under these lights, uh-huh, I mean blazing sun.

Well, let's get back to the exciting conclusion

of "Streets of Vengeance."

Here on "All Night Long."

(ominous electronic music)

- Welcome, Mila.

At last we meet.

I have to say, I'm a bit starstruck by your appearance.

- If you hurt them in any way,

I will kill you,

but if you let them go,

I'll let you live to see another day.

(ominous electronic music)

- You think you're gonna kill me?

You see all these guys around here?

No, see, I'm a man of simple wants.

All I want is vengeance.

You killed Nathaniel.

My number one.

Then you killed him, and then you killed one of my clients,

and then you had this bitch-

- Fuck you. - Fucking, kill Sloane.

Come on, guys, get her the fuck down.

(ominous electronic music)

And then,

this traitor came in to help her.

You stay the fuck back.

You're asking to barter with me?

There is no bartering.

I am taking someone from you,

and it's your choice.

Who do you want it to be?

Will it be the murderer right here

or the traitor, hmm?

Come on, Mila, who will it be?

- She chooses me.

- Shut the fuck up, Brian.

Who is it going to be, hmm?

- We can't just sit back and watch

while he cuts someone's fucking head off.

Let's get him, now.

(ominous electronic music)

- We don't make move until Mila says so.

- Come on, Mila.

- You want me.

(bat clanking on floor)

C'mon, baby.

I know how badly you wanna slice my head off.

- You just don't know,

how much it pains me

to not be the one

to eviscerate you, and although I would love to, I,

(sighing)

I cannot.

The devil already owns your soul,

and he has come to collect.

(dramatic electronic music)

Who is it, huh?

- She fucking chooses me.

She, (grunting) fucker.

- Are you done speaking for her?

I want her to say that she wants you to die.

Are you gonna say it?

Fucking say it already.

- Yes. (ominous electronic music)

- See, was that too hard to say?

Honestly.

Gus, let the bitch go.

Do it. (gun firing)

(dramatic electronic music) - You son of a bitch, you killed her.

(woman screaming)

You murderer.

(grunting)

(knife clattering on floor)

(grunting)

(man screaming)

- Oh, my God. - Now you die.

(sword plunging in stomach) (man screaming)

(dramatic electronic music)

(man grunting) (Mila yelping)

(man grunting)

(Garret screaming)

(teeth ripping flesh) (Garrett screaming)

- What the fuck?

(dramatic electronic music)

(knife clinking)

(Gus gasping)

(skull cracking on floor) (Amber screaming)

- Garret, c'mon, babe

(gun firing)

(Brian screaming)

- Fuck you, fuck you.

You fucking cunt.

(grunting)

(bat thudding against face)

(laughing) - Bitch.

(dramatic electronic music)

(Garret grunting)

(bat cracking skull) (grunting)

- No, please, please.

(Amber screaming)

You son of a bitch.

(Garret screaming) (grunting)

(screaming) (eyeball popping)

(dramatic electronic music)

- I told ya, I'd die for you.

- You're not gonna die, Brian.

You have to live to tell the story.

Rico, come and take Brian to the hospital.

Amber, help the girls with Liv.

(dramatic electronic music)

(Mila groaning)

(Mila groaning)

- I made a mistake, Mila.

I should never have put your death

in the hands of someone else.

I should have done it myself,

but I had this foolish notion,

that the idea of you being with someone else,

would be a living hell,

and then the reality of not having you in my world at all,

is much, much, worse.

And then a miracle, you came back to me.

So here I stand,

waiting your wrath,

but you can't do it, can you?

Because you know I love you,

that you know that you will be mine forever.

I can't kill you.

You can't kill me.

- I came back to take what is mine,

and I'm going to take it.

- Well, you can't have it back.

That's the deal you made,

when you signed the contract, darling.

You should have read the fine print.

I own you,

honey.

Heart and soul.

I guess that's what happens

when you make a deal with the devil.

Right?

(dramatic electronic music)

(grunting)

(Ivan gasping)

Look into your heart,

you'll see,

I'm the only one that has ever truly cared for you.

Look into your heart.

- What heart?

(grunting) (Ivan screaming)

(Ivan gasping)

(bat cracking bones) (grunting)

(dramatic electronic music)

(dramatic electronic music)

(heavy metal music)

- Well, that's the end of our show.

Thanks for staying up with me.

I hope you had just as much fun as I did.

Don't forget, next Friday night,

we're gonna be showing two new super cool movies,

here on "All Night Long."

See you next time.

(upbeat synthesizer music)