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- Reminds you what

bubble gum feels like in cold water..

- The deceased is a female
with signs of external trauma.

Homicide's here to help
with the investigation.

- I come here and walk my
dog in the morning sometimes.

I noticed an individual dumping rubbish.

- My name's Captain BJ Ross.

I'm here to tell you that our
hearts go out to the community

that this sort of thing
just does not happen here.

Indeed, we are a
community, a family, really.

- Abby's Soul Seeker here.

We're here at Mission Park

on this beautiful Thursday afternoon.

Sun is shining, soaking in the D rays,

spreading love and light like always.

Are we good, Jonathan?

Hey, you.

Excuse me, yes, you.

Hey, you're in our shot.

Thank you.

Love you!

So springtime is right around the corner,

and I just picked up

one of these Mosh Seven bikinis on Shopify.

These are great.

Super comfortable, super cute.

Wait a second.

Are all of your friends here suddenly?

Is that your best friend and his fiance?

- I'm not sure.

I think so.

- Finally did it, buddy, nice.

- Abby, I have something.

- Whoa.

Oh, whoa.

- Abby, it's been too long.

Way too long.

- I can't see,
something is in my eye.

- I've been wanting
to say this for a while.

- Whoa.

- But now, seems good a time as any.

- Well, time is just a social construct,

so anytime could be a
good one or a bad one.

- Will you?

- You're really doing this right now?

In front of basically everyone you know?

In my bikini?

- That's my boy!

- Abby, Abby, Abby, Abby!

- Jon told me everything
and I am so excited for you.

I'm so excited for you, are you excited?

- I am...

- We've always talked about Greece.

Plus it's an epic shoot location.

Hell, we may even do
some of the episodes there.

You know what I mean?

But I'm telling you that she is the one.

I mean, every time I think about her,

I just can't even explain it.

Can't even put it into words.

- Jonathan, you found a way!

I always thought you were gay!

- Jump, jump Jim Jump!

- That's my GoPro.

Please stay.

Can we just talk?

I mean, why won't you talk to me?

- I hate to do this, but my
mom and I are super close.

We're basically the same person.

She's very artsy, very
bohemian, intellectual.

She's always there for me when I need her.

I hate asking her to do this,

and I'm not a super
fan of Sacramento, but...

- Hey Abs, I
was just thinking of you.

- Hey Mom.

- Honey, can I call you back?

I'm with Ash in the RV.

We're basically headed to Baja right now

with Woodrow and his dog, Copper.

- What about our house?

- We sold that home.

Ash has some property in Baja

we can park the RV
on until it gets too hot.

Then we might drive
up to Bellingham to stay

with his dad who's on hospice.

This is an exciting new adventure for us.

- Okay, I just wanted to see
how you were doing, love you.

- Love you too, Abs.

- Ash says Hi. - Hi.

- So my mom is rocking the RV.

My best friend Erin is
living with her arrangement

and they just had a
new baby, so that's out.

My other friend T lives
in a tiny studio dump

with three cats and I'm allergic as F.

Look at me, I'm housing challenged.

I'm houseless.

I feel weird asking anyway.

Call it pride or call it whatever.

- Please talk to me.

What did I do, tell me.

At least do me that courtesy.

What am I supposed to tell all my friends

and family now, Abby?

Stop, Abby.

What the fuck did I do?

- It's me, it's not you.

- Oh, good line.

- I love you more than myself,
maybe that's the problem.

- Another good line, Abby.

You just afraid to be the authentic you.

- Au revoire, les enfants.

- Wow.

- How do you define a life?

Some possessions in a cardboard box,

some tennis balls, an
umbrella, a sewing machine.

These tragic hands?

I wish I could just sleep here tonight.

Afoot and lighthearted,
I take to the open road.

Happy, free, the world before me.

The long brown path
leading wherever I choose.

I ask not for good fortune.

I myself am good fortune.

Happy and content, I travel the open road.

I need to pee again.

Way up here this close to Heaven,

nothing seems to matter much.

So I broke up with Jonathan yesterday.

I think he's gonna be okay.

I'll just pray that God puts
us both where we need to be

and I hope that someone, somewhere,

someday, hears my soul in these videos

and thinks, "Wow, she
gave me a reason to go on."

Light love.

Light love.

- And we're all nameless anyway,

and they cut our throats,

and they're cannibals, and
and they sell us like slaves!

They're hunting us, they're hunting us,

they're hunting us!

We're all nameless anyway,

and they cut our throats like cannibals,

and, and, and they sell us like slaves!

They're hunting us, they're
hunting us like animals.

They're hunting us like animals.

And then they sell us like slaves.

- There's a lot of people here.

Just makes me realize how
grateful I am for what I have.

- They sell us like slaves!

They sell us like slaves!

Maybe God put me here for a reason,

to be a voice for these
forgotten men and women,

to shed some light on the situation.

I didn't know it was this bad.

I had no idea.

But that's what happens when we live

like sheltered automatons,

walking around with blinders on.

- Bosco took my guitar,

and it has my mother's baby photos in it.

- We can get it back.

- How, dude?

He's in Anchorage by now.

- We can go to Alaska.

- Walk to Alaska?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

You're as dumb as the rest of these bums.

- I'm not a bum.

I have like a million Instagram followers.

- Whoop di doo.

- Am I what?

- Are you housing challenged?

- Am I housing challenged?

Yeah, I'm housing challenged, man.

Yeah, I haven't had a place
to live in probably seven years.

What year is it?

- Just spreading the message.

Spreading the message of God.

And...

- When I got in a bad car accident,

ended up breaking my arm

and spraining my wrist,

caused me to lose my job
down at the lumber yard.

- Are you homeless?

- Currently.

- You gotta be more.

More to one another.

Come on, let's go!

It's time to get up.

You said you were gonna meet me over there

at the coffee shop and
you never came over there.

I needed that three bucks.

Let's go, get up.

- Are you
dealing with any issues

of addiction, Spider?

- Yeah.

- I don't know what term to use.

It's sad, is the best thing to describe it.

This shouldn't happen in the first world.

Where do our tax dollars go?

- So I'm here with Jenny.

Jenny, how old are you?

- 22.

- What's your current situation?

- I'm here with my husband
and my friend Jenny.

We came from New Mexico.

- Are you homeless?

- Yes.

- Are you dealing
with any addiction issues?

- Uh, yes, drugs.

- Let's go.

Let's get up.

Get up, get up now!

Get up!

- Oh my God.

- Yeah, this is what the inside looks like.

Honestly speaking, it's actually very cozy.

I haven't really fully set it up yet.

I kind of just did this impromptu.

It's okay, I'm a good driver.

I can, I can do this.

These are the shoes I'm wearing right now.

Free toe pics, you're welcome.

Yeah, it's a little messy right now.

As you can tell.

Here's bikini.

Yeah, honestly, I had a little trouble

with the top just earlier,

and yes, I had my bra on.

I didn't wanna take it off, okay.

Keeping the bra on.

- I just got this super long
message from Jonathan.

I was gonna read it, but
it's all sappy and cliche

and who wants to hear the lines anyway?

"I have never felt like this about anyone.

Our connection is so deep,"

yada yada.

Well, you're boring, and I hate to say it,

but you have rage issues.

And he always made me call him Jonathan.

Why not Johnny or John?

That pissed him off more than anything.

If I called him John, "I'm not John.

That's not my name."

Was there a John in your
life that you hated so much?

Jonathan just sounds so pretentious.

If you hate J-O-H-N, just go by J-O-N.

- She seems sweet.

- Movement.

Drift.

Bounce.

Bounce.

Sky.

Heart.

Mom's haircut.

Eternity.

Eternity.

Eternity.

Mom.

Bounce.

Bounce.

Heart.

Bounce.

I am an artist

and this is my art.

This is how I express myself,

my deepest moods.

There.

That symbolizes how
indecisive I am, like Dante.

Maybe I should have married him.

Fuck it.

Look at how skinny I'm
getting from not eating.

That has to be a
bonus, right?

As an artist, you have
to put yourself out there.

Throw yourself into the void.

You can't just imagine a world...

Hey, what's the word?

Probably didn't hear me.

Stay tuned for part two.

What the fuck, dude?

I'm like super holistic, okay?

I don't even drink, guys.

Never been stoned or high.

Please, help me, I can't...

I can't find...

- I can't...

Hello?

- Ma'am?

Ma'am, this is private property, ma'am,

you can't be here.

- Why?

Why can't I be here?

This is a free country.

- I understand, ma'am,
but you can't be here.

Come on, let's go.

- But this is a church.

Welcome to all.

God loves all his children.

- I understand, ma'am.

But you just can't be here.

Come on, let's go.

- Get your fucking hands off me!

I have a right,

like any other creature
on this planet to be.

You touch me, and
you're violating my rights!

- I understand, ma'am,
but you can't be here.

So let's go.

Come on.

- This isn't healing!

This isn't healing!

You're destroying a soul!

- Hi, I am Leah Lamb.

Hi, I'm Leah Lamb.

Hi, I'm Leah Lamb.

Hi, I'm Leah Lamb.

Hi, I'm Leah Lamb.

Hi, I'm Leah Lamb.

- You already said that, bitch.

- Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

The animal people took my friend's laptop

and tossed her in a dumpster.

- Get the fuck away from me

before I bash your fucking head in.

- Dignity, it's important
to maintain dignity

in moments like this.

All right, I just shit myself.

Dignity is one of the highest...

Yeah, I shit myself.

Running outta clean underwear.

Okay, I'm live on my feed.

Abby's Soul Seeker here
with, I don't know your name,

but you're a human being.

Someone loved you once, you had dreams,

you laughed at weddings,
you wore flannel and tweed.

You got burned by the sun.

You held your mother's hand.

I love you more than anything.

- Who am I?

Who am I?

Who am I?

Who am I, who am I, who am I?

- Shut the fuck up!

- I'm here with Abby.

Abby, how old are you?

- 21.

- What's
your current situation?

- Uh, I'm trying to get to Sacramento.

I broke up with my boyfriend,

because he was emotionally abusive.

So here I am.

- Are you homeless?

- I don't like that term.

I'm a solo traveler.

- Are you dealing
with addiction issues, Abby?

- Well, I was, but I'm not an addict.

Somebody stuck me in
the leg with something.

Maybe fentanyl.

- We see a lot of that.

What they do is get you hooked,

and they can traffic you out

or force you to do
things against your will.

- That's messed up.

- Abby, here's a voucher

for a hotel room and my card.

We can also get you
in a treatment facility,

but you have to want to get clean.

- I'm not an addict.

- Okay.

- I'm not.

- I get it.

We try to document everyone,

get them into temporary housing

or offer treatment options

if they're experiencing any type

of mental or addiction challenges.

- Thank you so much, sir, thank you.

- Oh, you're welcome, Abby.

Take care of yourself.

- Are you doing anything later?

So if you think about it,

there was a time your
mom and dad put you down,

and never picked you back up again.

Just remember that.

- It's not that bad, lady.

- Thank y'all.

Sorry I, I feel like I wasted your time.

- No, no, no, no, no.

- It's okay. - It's okay.

- Hey, I mean it happens.

- Yeah, it happens all the time.

You're not the first one.

- Hello?

Hello?

- Sure, 500 bucks.

- Whoa, it's a thousand.

- 500,000.

- No, no no, it was 500.

- No, 500,000. - Each.

- No, no, it was...

- Bye!

Thank you!

- Wait, wait!

- Is that your boyfriend?

- My sd.

- Sugar daddy?

You're a sugar baby?

- Yep.

- Give me some sugar, baby.

- I can do that.

Hey, I know you.

- You do?

- Abby Soul Seeker, right?

Hey, I've seen your TikToks.

- No way!

- You inspire me.

- Me too!

- Oh!

- Whenever I'm down, I watch
your reels and I feel happy.

- Me too.

You guys can stay with me tonight.

I got the presidential suite.

- Do I have to
play with you, daddy?

- Yes.

- Deal.

Let me see your stuff so
I know you're not a cop.

- I wanna see.

- Okay.

- This is Princess.

- Hi.

- It's nice to meet you, Princess.

- Hi, nice to meet you.

- Building,

- Why did you say no?

- I'm not sure.

- Had to be something.

- Complex needs.

- That's it?

- He had an animal tattoo.

- Animal?

- You know like from the Muppets.

- A trifle dated.

- A trifle.

- But hey, he's playful, exuberant.

A bit of a party animal.

- Or an adhd
sociopath with terrible grooming.

- That too.

Where was the tattoo?

- Shoulder.

- Ew.

Not quite as bad as the
evil clown or dice tattoo,

but right up there.

- He wanted to get the evil clown.

I'm not joking.

- That's usually
a major deal breaker.

Unless he just got out of prison,

then at least the sex will be decent.

- Okay, let's see.

This looks good.

- Look at that.

- I met a wood spirit today.

Is this okay?

- You mean like an elf or a pixie?

- But when I play the audio back,

it just sounds like this.

- Maybe try a filter.

- You know Premier?

- Pretty well.

I had Adobe Suite.

Go to effects,

audio filters.

And there should be an option

that's like shift pitch or something.

Shift pitch or...

- This one?

- Pitch, yeah,
that one right there.

Okay, now apply it to the track.

Yeah, right there.

- Go to... four.

Maybe try five.

That's much better.

Okay, now add some gain.

- Take two steps back

move to your right.

- There we go.

- Good work, fancy pants.

- Detailed audio parameters.

- The wood spirit read my mind.

My dad told me a story

that if you ever hear a
strange voice in the forest,

it's hidden treasure,

and you have to have
the courage to dig it up,

and not be timid.

- He sounds smart.

- He's brilliant.

- Hello?

- Hello?

- Can you hear me?

- Yes.

- You can?

- Abigail, I love your work.

- You know me?

- Take two steps
back and move to your right.

- Why?

- You are too loud.

Your voice is hurting my ear.

- Is this okay?

- Much better.

- All right.

- Like I was
saying, you are well known.

- I try.

Gotta get those L's and V's, right?

- L's and V's?

- Likes and views.

- Yes, I love
the one with the boots.

- You mean the hiking shoes?

- You wear
them,

and they last forever.

- Well, not necessarily
forever, but long enough.

- Abigail, you
are a bright shining light.

- Please call me Abby.

It sounds weird when you say Abigail.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be.

- In an unforgiving world,

we need more authentic storytellers.

- I think so.

- Who else will give...

Who else will give the forgotten a voice?

- That's what I was saying.

- Tell me, Abby, can you help me?

- Can I see you?

- Not just yet.

- How come?

- I'm unkempt

in this light.

In this light.

- What do you need?

- A favor.

- Okay.

- Behind you.

Under those leaves.

Hurry and see.

- Someone lost it?

- There is a name and address.

- Leah Lamb, 1888 Winfield Drive.

- Remember the
story of the hidden treasure?

- Yeah, my dad told it to me.

He told me you had to have the courage

to go grab an opportunity and to not be...

- Timid.

- Yeah.

- Absolutely.

- That's super cool you knew that.

- I know a thing or two, Abby.

- I bet you do.

- You
shall see such pretty things.

- What?

That's all there is.

- Where's the purse?

- It has this.

Leah Lamb.

And about $300 cash.

- Score, baby girl.

So you gonna go?

- I have to.

It's destiny, right?

- Your light tethers me to this reality.

- Are you sure?

- It's so bright.

- Push your tongue out...

Further.

Further.

Feel me.

- Can you take me?

I wanna talk to the wood spirit.

- Of course.

- Do you think he can
help me with a blessing too?

- Yes.

- Sadie.

Sadie, are you okay?

Sadie, Sadie!

- Hmm?

- There's someone in here.

- What?

- Someone is in here with us.

- It's okay, it's Ronald.

- Ronald?

- My boyfriend.

- Why is he acting like that?

- He is no longer with us.

- Maybe we could do that, you know?

- Yeah.

- Go work out someplace.

If you feel like you're being
watched, you probably are.

- Why?

- Our brain has a gaze detection system

developed millions of years
ago to save us from predators.

- That's so cool.

- You think I'm pretty?

- Sadie?

Sadie?

Sadie?

Sadie!

- I'm not sure

what the universe is trying to tell me,

but it just feels right.

Caught up in a mystery
and it's giving me a purpose.

This is so me.

- Open my ears,

My tongue
shall sing, I shall be clean.

Wash me in...

Sacrifices be made.

The deed shall be done.

Deliver my
blood from the

Open my lips,

So my mouth
shall spring forth joy.

My bones shall be dust.

Unclean spirits rejoice

in the house of the damned.

I am star,

I bring light into this world.

- Help me!

- Please, please stop, please.

- Today you die.

- Where are they?

Where are they?

Where are they?

Where, where are they?

Where, where?

Where are they?

Where are they?

Where are they?

- Where are they?

- Where are they?

Where are my-

- Oh my God!

- Okay, loser!

Jonathan, I know you've been messing

with me this whole time,

and following me around
like a little clingy bitch!

Hi.

- Hello, are you the head of the household?

- Yes.

- Can we leave you with some
literature about the good word?

- Why?

- Because we love you,
and we see you are suffering.

- How do you know that?

You just met me.

- It's our ministry to care.

- What if I think zero
plus zero still equals zero?

- This isn't about mathematics.

- Listen to what I'm saying
for a second, okay, listen.

- We just wanna leave...

- I said, listen, bitch!

What if I think zero plus
zero still equals zero?

- That doesn't mean anything.

- You're right,

it doesn't mean anything.

So if all I have at the
end of the day is zero,

then how come I'm reading
your cock sucking pamphlet?

- It might
help give you some clarity.

- Clarity?

Clarity.

I'm holding a sword with
somebody else's blood on it.

I, it may be mine, I have no idea.

I'm confused.

I have questions just like you.

You came here thinking,
"Are they gonna like us?"

Are they gonna let us in?

Are they gonna gouge out our eyes

"and chuck our bodies into a
pond to be eaten by turtles?"

- I think we need to go now.

- Yes, get outta my sight.

Your ignorance depletes me.

Are you kidding me?

You're pathetic, Jonathan.

A fucking mask?

Hey guys, you are not
going to believe this.

Check this out.

Leah Lakes lives here.

She's like one of the
top branded influencers.

I'm so dumb.

Leah Lamb is Leah Lakes.

I wish I could have met her.

She's like one of my heroes.

Leah, Abby Soul Seeker was here.

You have a great house.

Au revoir, les enfants.

Perfect.

Yes, my mom texted me.

"I wanna see you, "

but it's impossible in the RV.

It only sleeps two and we have the dogs.

It's also very toxic when we get together,

and I think you should take this alone time

to really discover who you are

"and what you want out of this life."

Toxic!

Toxic?

You fucking whore!

You abandoned me and
then drive Dad outta your life.

Fucking alcoholic witch.

Mom, it's me.

Please, just for a few days
until I can figure things out.

I'm dealing with some real sussy trash ops,

and I can't talk about it too much.

Just call me back, please.

I love you.

One thing about Jonathan, he is not cheap.

Thank you, baby.

Somebody DMed me and asked,

"Are you worried people are gonna judge you

because you took drugs?"

First off, I didn't take
drugs, I was drugged.

Secondly, this isn't me.

This is a persona.

This is free speech.

This is entertainment value

so you actually care what I'm doing.

Oh, take my hand, Abby Forrester.

What peoples and cities are these?

What rivers, what plains?

Trees so high.

Dwellings of men and
women so warm and inviting.

At least you still love me, right?

Even if I don't have
anybody else, I still have you.

Mom.

- Hey Abs, just checking in.

- Mom, I need you to listen.

I need your help.

- We're all a little tight

with funds right now, Abs.

- It's not about money.

The government is sending
these hypersonic sound waves

that's basically making people

like cannibals

and they're assaulting me in
these really messed up ways.

- Is there any other way?

- Mom, don't placate me like I'm 12.

- I'm trying to get you to focus.

- I am focused.

- Abs, you sound pretty scattered.

- Mom, I need your help.

This is beyond serious.

- Well, we're taking
Copper to the vet right now

because he gunned at Ash's chocolate stash

and is having a poop apocalypse.

- Mom, I'm in a really,
really dark place right now.

- I'm sure

you're exactly where you need to be, baby.

We love you, say hi to Julian for us.

- It's Jonathan,

and I'm not even with
that limp dick anymore.

- Oh.

- Your own fucking intestines!

How do you like that?

What do you want, loser?

Just to let you know,

I don't condone murder
in any shape or form,

but if it's in the spirit

of people coming after you

in order to preserve...

basically murder happens.

Murder happens.

Hey, do you know where Lennhart Park is?

I had parked my car.

No, no, no, no!

Get off me!

Get off of me!

Get off!

No!

Get off me!

- Abby!

Abby, you're in danger!

- Why are you doing this to me?

Leave me alone you fucking stalker!

Breathe.

Just breathe.

Breathe.

Just breathe.

Abby, you got this.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Fuck.

Princess.

I can't believe it.

Where's Sadie?

She completely vanished.

Princess, what happened?

- Cooked her bones twice over.

- What do you mean?

- Took her name, took her spirit.

Gone, baby.

- She's a person, she has a name.

- No, I don't think so.

- You don't know.

Her name is Princess.

- When they take your name,

they can do anything they want.

We're nothing, nobodies.

- I'm not a nobody, I have a name.

- You're a nobody.

They can take everything,

and nobody will know or care.

- She's not a nobody.

I'm not a nobody.

- Right.

- You don't know anything.

I'm not a nobody.

I have a name.

- What is it, then?

Tell me your name.

Tell me your name.

- Come on, come on, relax.

Relax, come on, sit over here.

Sit over here.

Have a seat right there.

- Richard the rapist...

- Shh, keep your voice down.

Or they'll come down
and they'll shoot us up.

- I have a name.

- I know you do.

- You know me?

- Yes, absolutely.

- Who am I?

- Y-y-you're that girl.

You're that... everybody knows.

- Why'd they bring
me down here anyway?

- Why do they
bring anyone down here?

This is a slave den baby girl.

- Don't listen to him.

He's on drugs.

- Princess, it's me.

I need to find Sadie.

- Sadie long gone, baby girl.

- What are you doing?

- Let me show you something really funny.

- I don't know.

- Why not?

Mind control's a wonderful thing.

Isn't that right, fellas?

- Fuck off.

- Wanna get silly with me?

- Stop, shit.

- Knock it off!

- Knock it off, mother fucker!

- I already told you.

- Excellent, is my suite ready, then?

- Don't take him, take-

- Justin, you massacred
like 28 bums tonight.

- I needed the workout.

- Last man standing walks free.

- What do I do?

- You fight...

or you die.

No breaks, no tap outs, no time limits.

- This is live?

- On the dark web.

- What's the viewership?

- Tobias?

What are we looking at?

- Right now,

we're dropping slightly from 800.

- 800, that's it?

- Thousand.

800,000.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the World's
Underground Fighting Championship!

In this corner, willing to
die horribly for the title,

the Influencer!

And in this corner, willing
to risk it all for the title,

the Masked Warrior!

Now, let's do this before the cops come.

Let's do it.

- Let's go, assholes.

Sweeten the pot.

- Let's go, pussies!

- Die already!

- Winner!

Good work, you didn't die.

- Why do I do this?

I want to take a second and just be real.

I wanna communicate, okay?

I wanna be a force of love and light,

but mostly I just want to feel something.

I just want to fucking feel, okay?

Not this prison planet
emptiness, but something real.

You fucks.

You shit wit faggots.

Fuck you!

I don't even care if I lose followers.

I don't give a shit.

Eat my shit, losers!

I hope you die.

Do your shame ridden family a favor

and take that razor and finally do it.

I wanna vomit on your grave.

Look in the mirror.

You pussies.

Yeah, you.

You fucking monkey faced fucking bitch.

Neanderthal bitch whore.

You fucking black hearted whore.

I just want to feel.

'Cause right now I can't.

- Hey, mom!

- Abs, honey,

did you know you were
just on Facebook Live?

- Uh, yeah.

- Heather and Janice called

and said you livestreamed
a hateful, racist rant.

- A wacist want?

- A racist rant.

It was hateful, filled with vitriol, mean.

- Vitriol?

What is that, a
prescription for leg tremors?

- Why are you so committed to hurting me

by broadcasting every
shady aspect of yourself?

I didn't raise you like that.

- Well, maybe I'm the
artist you could never be.

- Now you're attacking my art?

That's my life, Abby.

- Mom, your paintings suck.

They're so dark and dreary,

and they look like a child painted them.

And you know what?

I don't give a fuck

that Grandpa molested
you when you were six.

Stand up for yourself and
have a voice for a change.

- Abby.

How dare you say that to me?

You know I'm still recovering
from the trauma of incest.

- Then recover already!

Stop playing the victim.

You know, you're the reason
that Dad became an alcoholic.

You won't let anyone get close to you.

- Fuck off, you gaslighting bitch!

I hope you fucking die.

You're dead to me, Abigail Caprice!

- Brilliant.

Use my middle name like I'm 10.

Absolute genius.

Yay, I'm wearing your ring.

- Come on, Abby.

- I knew it was you, you psycho.

Sadie.

- Where's my family? - Open your eyes!

Open your eyes!

- You've been following me?

- I wanted to protect you.

You weren't in your right mind.

- Really.

- I want to help you.

I care about you.

I see some of the hardships
you went, you went through, Abby

drove you down a dark
path and it's all my fault.

- How is it your fault?

- I pressured you.

You weren't ready, that was obvious,

and I put you under a lot of duress.

It was all about my happiness.

- Maybe I lost myself a little.

- You murdered a child, Abby.

You cut a woman's eyes out.

You desecrated a corpse.

- Least I didn't rape the panda.

- I want to help you through this, Abby,

but we have to go to the police.

We'll tell them you were drugged.

Turn yourself in.

- The devil made me do it?

- You were drugged.

They drugged you.

You committed crimes under the influence.

- Why do you have a gun, Johnny?

- For both our protection.

Look, Abby, even if we're not together

ever again, I want to help you.

I wanna see you happy.

That's what I really want.

- You always had the sappy lines.

- Please.

- That's why I said no, ultimately.

- Please.

- Your lack of originality.

- Please, let's go right now.

Turn yourself in.

Ask for a reduced sentence.

I mean, Hell, maybe we can get probation.

I have the human traffickers on video

basically hunting you and your friend.

My dad knows a good attorney.

He's not cheap, but I'll pay.

I'll do anything.

Let's go, right now.

We'll take the flash drive as evidence

of the crimes committed against you.

- Is that the only copy?

- Right now.

I haven't had the chance
to bump it to my hard drive.

- I saw you at the bum fights.

- Whoa, whoa, what are you talking about?

- You had on the tiger mask.

- I wasn't there, I swear.

You were hallucinating.

- I saw your face, Jonathan.

- Why would I do that?

I tried to save you.

- Because you're more fucked up than I am.

- The drugs are making
you see things, Abby.

Combined with being
hungry, trying to survive,

being without a safe space.

- I think it's all been made quite clear.

- Take that stupid thing off.

- Die!

Fucker, fucker!

- Abigail...

- Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

Abby.

- Brilliant.

That just takes the cake.

So you were the fucking
demon the entire time,

or you were my boyfriend
who was symbolically a demon?

Well, whatever.

You're dead and it doesn't matter anyways.

Take your idiot ass ring.

- Hey guys, Abby Soul Seeker here again.

Woo hoo!

Check this out.

This is my new pad.

That's my new boyfriend.

He sleeps a lot.

I'll show you my new Lambo in a sec.

So yeah, got cleaned, got my shit together.

I reemerged, the new me.

You know, I kinda lost myself a bit,

but sometimes you have
to go down a dark alley

and confront those mean nasty monsters.

But you reemerge the new you.

So God bless you all.

I love you.

You inspire me.

You inspired me to get my groove back.

Yes, you're a part of me now.

So get out there.

You can do it.

You can do what I did and face your fears

and just fuck it, just live.

And fuck those haters.

They're gonna die anyways.

You'll see.

You'll see.

- Hey, beautiful people,

in your safe little suburban prisons.

I'm coming for you.

So lock your doors and hide your kids.

Au revoir, les enfants.

- Like I was saying,

you are well known.