Original subtitles

(Ominous music)

Girl: (Gasps in fear)

(Door opens, girl gasps)

(Door squeaks open, girl trembles)

God, this isn't happening.

(Whimpers in fear)

Man: (Growls menacingly)

Girl: Please, I just wanna go home!

(Sharp gasp of fear, man growls)

(Panting)

(Rattles window, banging frantically)

(Gasps in fear)

(Banging frantically on door) Come on!

(Rattling door handle, banging on door)

Man: There's nowhere to go.

Your friends are all dead.

It's just you and me now.

Please!

(Growls)

(Panting)

(Cleaver whips, girl shrieks)

Girl: (Screams) Man: No, no, no.

Don't waste all those beautiful screams...

We've got the whole night ahead of us.

(Girl gasps, man chuckles evilly)

It's play time!

(Hard kick, man grimaces in pain)

(Body thumps hard)

Man: (Yells menacingly)

(Gunshots blast, gun clatters)

Girl: Agh!

(Body thumps hard, cleaver clatters)

Girl: (Gasps in pain)

Zack: Cut!

(Lights click on, set alarm rings)

Great take, guys! I love the energy.

Are you okay, Nikki?

It's my wrist. I think it might be broken.

Zack: Come here, let me look.

Rick: Good work, Vince. You all right?

Vince?

Call 911! Vince is down!

Gary: That's real blood, man.

Rick: He's been shot!

How is that possible?

The gun was supposed to have blanks in it!

It did! I loaded it myself. It was full blanks!

Rick: He's not breathing!

Come on, Vince, don't do this to me, buddy!

Wake up!

Is he...

He's dead.

♪

The Listener 04x11 House of Horror Originally Aired August 14, 2013

==sync, correction by dcdah== for www.addic7ed.com

(Police siren wails, police dispatcher chatters)

(Police siren pulses)

Female bystander: Is it true?

Toby: Oh, wow, this is a circus.

I thought Klein wanted to keep this off the radar.

Male bystander: (Thinking) This has to be a hoax.

Female fan: (Thinking) I love you, Vince.

Male fan: (Thinking) I can't believe he's dead.

Toby: Hey. Klein: Can you believe it?

This guy's been dead two hours

and already the vultures are circling.

How did word get out so fast?

It goes out on Twitter

five minutes before the ambulance arrives

and before you know it,

the whole thing's gone viral.

Body's not even cold yet.

Welcome to the future. Was this guy popular?

Yeah, Vince Masterson,

a big cult movie star.

Now this was supposed to be

his triumphant big screen comeback...

"Death Manor"...

A remake of a popular '70s scream-sploitation movie.

That's Dev's word, not mine.

He also said that the original movie

was thought to be cursed,

that one of the actors died during filming

and there's some other tragedies that surround it.

I don't know.

So what's the story here?

We know that Masterson was shot twice in the chest

with a 9 millimeter,

with a gun that was supposed to shoot blanks.

So the blanks were switched out with real bullets?

No, the whole gun was switched out.

Now the props master,

he swears he put the fake gun on set

just prior to the incident,

but at some point

it was replaced with the real deal

and no one saw the switch,

and we still haven't found the props gun.

So who's the shooter?

An actress by the name of Nikki Hutton.

She seems pretty shaken up.

Toby: Are you Nikki Hutton?

You mind if I take a look?

(Winces in pain)

Ah, yeah, sprain, huh? Maybe hairline fracture?

You gonna take her in for an X-ray?

Michelle: I'm Sergeant McKluskey.

This is Special Consultant Logan.

Can we ask you a few questions?

Zack: You guys have to do this now?

It's okay, go ahead.

The gun that you fired,

you didn't realize that it wasn't a prop?

I was in character. It was in the moment.

It looked the same, it weighed the same.

(Distorted sound of gunshots blasting)

Toby: Okay, you can bring her in.

I'll check in on you soon, sweetie, okay?

(Ambulance starts up)

So you two are with the film crew?

Uh, yeah, Zack Gladstone, director, producer, writer.

Rick Robson, Vince's body double.

Can either of you think of someone

who might have had a beef with Vince?

No, he was...

Everybody's best friend, you know?

A good man, a great actor...

Rick: (Thinking) and my meal ticket.

Yeah, I second that.

I mean, the guy was a pro. Hell, if it wasn't for him,

this movie may not have even happened.

What do you mean?

Zack: I've been trying to get the project

off the ground for years,

but the studio wanted a more experienced director,

not a first-timer.

So I brought the project to Vince

and he went to bat for me.

It's his movie as much as it is mine.

Zack: (Thinking) And not a day went by that he didn't remind me of that.

So, now that your star is dead,

what's gonna happen with the film?

We'll get it finished.

I mean, Vince would've wanted us to keep going,

curse or no curse.

Oh, Zack, don't start up with that crap.

Toby: Yeah, we've heard about this curse.

Zack: The original '70s version of "Death Manor"

was actually shot at this same mansion,

and during the shoot

the actor playing The Blood Butcher

was killed when a stunt went wrong.

I mean, a fireplace poker actually impaled him.

And do you believe in this curse?

For me, it's all about getting my movie made.

Michelle: Thank you. Toby: Break a leg.

Zack: Thank you.

Oz and Sandy: (Laughing)

Sandy: All right, that's enough for tonight.

I'll swing by and get the last load

tomorrow before work.

This is awesome.

I can't believe we're actually living together.

Sandy: (Chuckles)

Easy, babe, you know it's only until

the loft Reno is done.

Yeah, but you know what this means, right?

At least for a month or two, it's sex on demand.

No travel required.

(Laughs)

It's so cute that you believe that.

Oz: Oh really?

Sandy: Hey, isn't that Toby and Michelle?

Oz: Holy crap, it is! Where's the remote?

TV reporter: Live at the scene where sources tell us

that beloved genre actor Vince Masterson

has been shot and killed during filming

of the remake of "Death Manor."

Toby's on the set of "Death Manor"?

I love that movie!

TV reporter: A cult film from the '70s,

it was intended to be the stepping stone

for Masterson's big comeback.

Dude, you're on the set of "Death Manor"?

I just saw you on the news!

Toby: This is a crime scene, okay? This is not a set tour.

Oh, come on, is The Blood Butcher dead?

That's gotta be a publicity stunt, right?

It's not a publicity stunt. It's real, he's gone.

Oz: Do me a favour. While you're there,

don't go into any scary basements or attics

and stick to the buddy system.

Toby: I gotta go. Oz: All right, bye.

Dev: I think I got everything I need.

Thank you very much.

Michelle: Hey, Rick. Toby: Rick.

Welcome to the last house you'll ever see.

What?

It's the log line from the original movie.

It was on the poster.

No, don't know it.

Dev: Really?

Okay, forget it.

I've been interviewing everyone who had access to the set

two hours before the shooting

and no one has any idea how the gun was switched.

You guys find anything interesting?

Toby: We talked to Nikki. She's genuinely shook up.

Michelle: Zack, the director,

did not seem to be all that upset about Vince's death.

Toby: No, no, I read him.

He's not as enamoured of Vince as he would like us to believe.

Dev: Okay, that's interesting. Now it's my turn.

Looked at the numbers from the gun

that was used in the shooting,

it was registered to Vince himself.

He was carrying a piece?

Yeah, apparently he's been getting death threats,

but I checked

and he never reported them to the police.

So he got himself a gun. Nice.

Gun's on the way to processing

and the body's on the way to the morgue.

Toby: I have seen a lot of blood as a paramedic,

but this is a lot of blood.

Dev: But most of it's fake.

It's just corn syrup and food colouring,

but it looks real, doesn't it?

You like this stuff, don't you?

Are you kidding?

I was raised on a steady diet of horror flicks.

I mean, this is my wheel house,

and to be standing in the original "Death Manor,"

this is like church.

Well, when you're finished your sermon,

you can fill me in on the rest.

(Chuckles)

If they ask you anything,

you clear it through me first, okay?

Blonde: Okay. Brunette: Thanks.

Toby: Hey there. IIB.

Can we talk for a minute?

Of course. We're all anxious

to get to the bottom of who killed poor Vince.

And you are? Angela Harvey, Unit Publicist.

This is a great tragedy.

Yeah, it is.

Look, we're gonna need everyone to tell us

everything they know.

Yeah, of course. I'll make sure everyone knows.

Had you worked with Vince before?

Yeah, I had the pleasure of working with Vince

on his last six pictures.

Can you think of anyone who'd want to hurt him?

No.

He was the kind of guy who brought coffee to the crew.

Everyone loved him.

Angela: (Thinking) Mostly because none of them would be working without him.

Rachel: You find out what happened to my husband?!

Zack: Rachel, I promise you, they are looking into it.

Rachel: I can't believe this.

Toby: Hi, Ms. Masterson, I'm Toby Logan.

I'm with the IIB. I'm sorry for your loss.

Why is this happening?

Toby: We're gonna find whoever did this and...

do you know anyone who'd want to hurt your husband?

Rachel and Vince: (Distorted sound of them fighting)

Vince: Enough! (Bottle smashes)

Rachel: We loved each other so much.

Zack: Come here, come here. (Rachel sobs)

Zack: - Not right now. Toby: - Sorry.

Michelle: Anything?

Well, I'm trying to figure out if she was lying.

Her and Vince had a volatile relationship.

Dev: All right, I'm gonna go check out Masterson's trailer

and see what I can find there.

You guys might want to talk to the props master,

Gary Mailor, see what he has to say.

I'm telling you, I followed protocol to a tee.

I set the blank rounds in the gun

and then I just staged it on its mark.

The set A.D. can back me up.

Michelle: Do you have any idea where the prop gun ended up?

Not a clue. It just disappeared.

Do you know who could've changed it?

Gary: Anybody with access to the set.

So, myself, actor,

pretty much anybody that's on the crew.

Okay, were you and Vince close?

(Sighs) Hey, he's the talent. I'm a technician.

I'm just doing my job.

Gary: (Thinking) Maybe now they'll start believing in the curse.

What do you think about this curse?

Before today, I was pretty sure

that this place had some seriously bad mojo,

but now I'm certain of it.

I mean, the actor who played The Blood Butcher

was killed here not once, but twice.

If not a curse, then what?

How about premeditated murder?

Oh, a flesh and blood killer? That I can handle,

but you can't run from a curse.

Sooner or later, it's gonna catch up to you.

Michelle: This is the first time that we have the murder weapon

and an I.D. on the shooter,

yet it's still not enough to go on.

Klein: We have several individuals

who had opportunity to plant the gun,

but what we're lacking is motive.

Well, everyone that Michelle and I talked to,

they spoke highly of Vince,

but they were thinking otherwise.

So this guy was unpopular.

Toby: Love him or hate him,

a lot of people were riding on his back, though.

Did you talk to the wife?

She had access to Masterson's gun.

Michelle: Yeah, Toby talked to her briefly,

but the set doctor had given her a bunch of sedatives.

She was pretty out of it.

Klein: What about this actress, Nikki?

She's the one that grabbed the gun

and put two slugs in his chest.

Maybe she arranged it too.

Toby: No, I don't think so. I was inside her head.

Her pain and grief were genuine.

Dev: I can't believe you guys just left me there.

Don't you know what happens to brothers

when they get separated from the group

in horror movies?

Bad things, that's what.

All right, did you grab Masterson's laptop?

Dev: Yeah, it was in his trailer. I'll see what I can find on it.

I also found these.

Divorce papers.

Divorce papers with an ironclad pre-nup.

Those go through and the former Ms. Masterson

doesn't get a thing.

Vince took a bullet

and his new widow just dodged one.

Klein: I think we just found our primary suspect.

Don't you people have any decency?

My husband was just killed.

Look, we understand how difficult this is

for you, okay,

(Over speaker) But we need to know if you had access to your husband's gun.

Rachel: (Over speaker) Of course,

but I never touched it. I hate guns.

I hated that Vince carried it with him constantly.

Toby: Did he have a gun because of the death threats?

At first, sure,

but, eventually, I think he just liked

having it with him.

It made him feel more in control.

And was he? In control?

What do you mean?

Well, we've heard from some crew members

that you and Vince had been fighting.

We've been together a long time!

We're both passionate people!

Did things ever turn violent?

Rachel: No!

Nothing like that.

Vince has a loud bark, but he's a puppy dog.

He loves me. He would never hurt me.

You sure about that?

That sneaky son of a bitch.

Why do you think he wanted a divorce?

(Distorted sounds)

Was there another woman?

I guess I always knew

that wannabe was gonna be trouble.

Toby: You're referring to his co-star, Nikki?

Knowing Vince, he probably pissed her off too.

Maybe her having his gun on set was no accident.

When was the last time that you talked to Vince?

We spoke on the phone this morning.

I was on a flight in from LA when he was killed.

You know how I heard the news?

The TV in an airport lounge.

Can you imagine?

Klein: I'll check her alibi.

Dev's still working on Vince's hard drive.

Did you get anything?

Yeah, she saw Vince with his co-star, Nikki.

They were about to hook up.

I think it's time you two talked to the Scream Queen.

Nikki: Hairline fracture, you were right.

How did you know?

I was a paramedic once upon a time.

Hopefully I'm gonna be able to get a few hours sleep

before my call time tomorrow.

Michelle: You're going back to work so soon?

Yeah, I feel like Vince would've wanted that.

You two were close?

Nikki: We spent 12 to 14 hours a day together,

for three months.

We were friends.

Were you guys anything more than that?

Nikki: (Thinking) It wasn't serious. We were just having some fun.

Were you guys having an affair?

Things like this happen on movie sets.

What happens in "Death Manor" stays in "Death Manor."

Nikki: Yeah, something like that.

I was going to break things off with him

before we finished filming.

Even if he wasn't married,

I don't think what we had was meant to last.

Do you know the irony of this whole thing?

My character wasn't even supposed to shoot Vince.

What do mean?

Nikki: Originally the cop's gun wasn't supposed to be loaded

and my character would manage to escape

and then somehow The Blood Butcher

managed to survive,

and then these new pages came in.

So Zack changed the script?

He got into a big fight with the studio about it,

but he got his way.

Thank you.

Michelle: So why would Zack make changes to a script

that would put his meal ticket in harm's way?

Why don't we find out?

Yeah.

Mmm.

(Snorts into coffee) Aw geez!

Sandy: What? What is it? Are you okay?

Oz: That!

That was not here when I went to bed last night!

Sandy: Yeah, I told you I was bringing the last of my stuff

over this morning.

That is not stuff!

Stuff is an ironing board or a hair dryer,

your "Sweet Valley High" books.

That? That is an urn

with a dead person in it!

Sandy: Okay, Oz, be nice.

That's my Great Nana. She was a wonderful woman.

Okay, I know,

I probably should have warned you,

but I promised my mom I would take care of her

while she was traveling.

You're okay with it, right?

Well...

Nana would have loved you.

Yeah?

Okay.

Oz: - Uh uh... Sandy: - Really?

Toby: I'm sorry, but she's staring right at me.

What do you want from me?!

Okay, you know what? I have to go to work.

Enjoy your day off.

Okay.

And be nice to my Nana.

♪

Michelle: Hey.

Dev: Oh. Oh!

- You're welcome. - Good morning.

Michelle: What have we got?

Dev: Well, I've been going through the footage

trying to spot the moment when the gun's got switched,

but no dice.

You sure you're not getting a sneak preview of the movie?

I'm not gonna lie,

I did browse through the original last night.

It still holds up. I also managed to track down

the threats that were on Vince's computer.

They started over a year ago

and the last one was four months ago.

Do we have an I.D.?

Not yet. I'm still working on it.

How was the survivor girl?

Survivor girl told us that Zack changed the script

the day before Vince was killed.

Dev: Okay, I had someone trace the photo of Vince's body

that appeared online.

It looks like it originated on Zack's cell phone.

(Car pulls up, brakes squeak)

Toby: Well, it's a little less creepy in the daytime.

Michelle: If you say so.

Female a.D.: Guys, grab your phones. Get ready.

Male A.D.: Come on, lock it up.

Female A.D.: Finals, four minutes.

Male A.D.: Standby.

Zack: All right, action!

Rick: (On screen) (Grunting menacingly)

Zack: Okay, that's great.

Now you look down.

Follow the blood.

You know she's got nowhere to run.

Rick: (Growls and roars)

Zack: And cut! (Set alarm rings)

Check it! That's my favourite.

Rick: Thank you, sir.

Toby: So, is that Rick?

Zack: Yeah. Can't tell the difference, right?

I mean, Rick was born to double Vince.

You know what the best part is?

What's that?

Zack: Rick's a certified stunt guy.

He can work with real blades.

Not the cheap looking plastic ones

that Gary supplies.

That, my friends, is authenticity.

Real blade, is it?

Yeah, I mean, we have to go back to the fake one

when Nikki arrives.

Michelle: Can we speak to you somewhere a little bit more private?

Zack: Uh, Lisa, leave it on,

and we're gonna go again in five!

Great.

Script supervisor: Hey, Zack.

Um, you have this blank.

- No, get rid of that. - Okay, perfect.

What can I do for you guys?

You leaked the photo.

Okay, sure, I took the picture.

I thought it might...

Get a little bit of extra publicity.

Every little bit helps, you know?

I have a responsibility to the money men.

Why did you change the script?

It wasn't supposed to be Vince that got shot.

We want to capitalize on Nikki's performance.

Don't tell her,

but we want to make her the survivor girl

for the sequels.

You know, The Blood Butcher, he can die and come back.

He's The Blood Butcher.

What, I'm a suspect? Let me tell you something.

I've had to rip apart my entire movie

just to try to make it work without him.

And just so you know,

I was the last one to get to set for that shot.

Man on walkie-talkie: Zack, we have a crisis in wardrobe.

Zack: Look, guys, I'm sorry,

but I gotta get back to work, okay?

(Cell phone rings, beeps on)

Dev, what's going on?

I got the results back on the gun.

Other than Vince and Nikki,

there's only one other set of prints on it.

Let me guess: Vince's wife.

Dev: Actually, no.

A lady named Angela Harvey, she's a publicist on the unit.

Her prints were on file from a possession charge

a few years back.

Angela Harvey?

Thanks, Dev.

So why would the publicist's prints be on the gun?

Maybe she's feeding the PR machine.

Michelle: Angela Harvey?

Hey, can we chat for a minute?

Of course.

Whatever I can do to assist with your investigation.

Vince was a close personal friend.

Do you make it a habit

of suing your close personal friends?

We know about the lawsuit.

It's complicated.

Well, we have time.

Look, I don't wanna do this forever.

I was looking for a smart business opportunity

and celebrity-backed restaurants are cash cows.

So talked to Vince about going in with me,

I put up the capital,

and he was the face

who was gonna bring in the customers.

So what happened?

He backed out at the last minute.

I had everything I owned in that project

and it all disappeared overnight.

You must have hated him.

Angela: No, it was business.

So was the suit, but I never hated Vince.

I'd like to show you something.

(Phone beeps)

Why are you showing me that?

'Cause it's a photo of the murder weapon

and your prints are all over it.

Angela: I had absolutely nothing to do with his death.

So how are your prints on the gun?

I was in his trailer the other day.

He was waving the gun around, showing it off.

(Distorted whoosh)

Angela: Hey, what is thing?!

What, are you crazy?

I took it away from him.

If someone had got a picture of him drunk

and waving that thing around,

it would have been a publicity nightmare!

So you took the gun.

Angela: No.

I gave it back to him and told him to get rid of it.

I realize now that if I'd taken it

and disposed of it myself

he'd still be alive.

All right, thanks for your time.

Angela: Yeah. (Cell phone rings)

Excuse me. (Phone beeps on)

She's telling the truth.

Well, she's still a suspect. (Cell phone rings)

Mmm-hmm.

Oh. Yeah, what's going on?

Klein: Dev ran the wife's alibi. It doesn't check out.

She actually arrived on an earlier flight.

Head to her hotel and pick her up.

Michelle: You lied to us, Rachel.

I mean, you must have known

that we were gonna check out your story.

I just panicked.

My husband is dead. I wasn't thinking clearly.

Toby: Why'd you change to an earlier flight

at the last minute?

Vince called me the night before.

He'd been drinking.

He said some pretty terrible things.

About the divorce?

Rachel: I wasn't gonna let him, not without a fight.

I went looking for him when I arrived.

I went to set, but I saw him...

Arguing with the director right before the scene.

Do you know what they were arguing about?

Zack: You've gotta do at least one stunt!

If you do it,

you're the one to scare her in the house!

Aw, forget it!

Man: Zack, do not walk away from me!

Rachel: I don't really know, but it was heated

and I wasn't gonna get in the middle of it.

I went to his trailer.

Between the traveling

and all my emotions swirling around,

I passed out.

When I woke up, I didn't even know where I was.

I went to set to look for Vince and... that's when I heard.

I can't believe he's gone.

So we have an I.D. on the individual

who was sending Vince those death threats.

His name's Ryan Shaw. Turns out he's a known stalker.

Okay, great, let's bring him in.

No need.

He got picked up for aggravated assault.

He is currently doing 5 years in Kingston.

Toby: Oh, okay.

We are back to our "Death Manor" crew.

No one from the outside world had access to the set,

so our killer is one of these people.

Vince backed out of that restaurant deal with Angela.

She's got motive.

Michelle: Rachel, the widow, she stood to lose a lot

in the divorce.

No, I don't see her as a killer.

I was reading her. She's hurting.

Michelle: Maybe it's guilt.

Toby: Rachel saw Vince and Zack fighting.

I mean, they were really going at it.

Dev: You know, guys, if this was a horror film,

the killer would be the person we least expect.

The hair and makeup lady with the crazy cat posters

all over her trailer.

Even more unexpected.

Michelle: Okay, look, we have multiple suspects.

We have two guns and we have one dead body.

One avenue that we have not looked at yet

is Death Manor itself.

I mean, if we can get a handle on the geography,

maybe we can figure out how the killer pulled this off.

Can we get the blueprints?

I tried. I had no luck, but I did, however,

uncover some of the more macabre details

about Death Manor.

There were two previous deaths.

A builder was crushed by a falling beam

during construction of the manor in 1907,

and one of its previous owners (Computer beeps)

Was killed in a kitchen fire in the late '50s.

Okay, is this going somewhere?

Dev: I'm just saying I think that we need

to keep our minds open to the possibilities.

Michelle: (Cleaver clanks) No, no, no, do not say it.

Dev: "The Curse of Death Manor." (Lightning strike)

So when The Blood Butcher flings open the door, Nikki,

you're going crazy with fear.

You know that you have this one last chance to survive.

So you grab the jar of lye

and you throw it in his face like this!

And Rick, you start clawing at your face and your eyes,

but nothing can stop you. You're The Blood Butcher.

So you're already turning back towards her as...

You rush past him, right out of frame, okay?

Just remember to keep your injured hand by your side

so that we don't pick it up on camera, okay?

Yeah, I've got it.

No problem.

Zack: All right, okay.

Let's try one, guys. Finals!

Male A.D.: Finals, everybody, let's go!

Michelle: You have a minute?

Zack: This is not a good time, guys.

Toby: It's a rhetorical question, Zack.

We need to talk to you.

Five minutes, everybody.

Were you and Vince having problems?

I'm the guy the studio took a chance on.

I can't afford to piss off my star.

That would be career suicide.

Well, we have a witness who saw you two fighting

on the set.

Uh, what? Yeah, hold on a second.

I did have an argument with somebody,

but it wasn't Vince.

It was Rick in a costume.

Zack: That's right.

That's what the argument was about.

Vince insisted on doing the stunt

and Rick didn't want him to.

Had that happened before?

Zack: Never.

Vince came to me three hours before with the idea.

He said he wanted to take off his mask during the shot

and show his fans that it was him.

How did you feel about that?

I loved it. That's why I fought for it.

The fans would've loved it.

So why was Rick upset?

I don't know. Guys, you just...

Go ask him, okay?

Look, I'm losing the light here.

Okay, we're back, people!

Rick: (Practice growls in character)

(Chopping sounds)

Oh! Oh geez! Mmm! Ah! (Grimaces in pain)

(Buzzer sounds)

(Toast pops up)

Agh! Agh! Oh! Agh!

Oh! (Toast clatters in sink)

(Blowing rapidly)

(Cell phone keys beep)

(Cell phone rings)

Toby: Hey, just a sec. (Phone beeps on)

Michelle: Yeah. Toby: What's going on?

I don't think I can live with her, man.

You guys have been living together for like - what?

Oz: No, not Sandy, okay?

She brought her dead Nana's ashes and a portrait

that has been giving me the evil eye all day, okay?

I thought I could handle this living together thing,

but I am not ready for this at all.

Get professional advice, okay?

Yeah, that's real funny, funny guy.

You know what? We'll see who's laughing

when I leave the place to Sandy and her Nana painting

and I come move in with you.

Look, I gotta get going here, all right?

We'll talk later. (Phone beeps off)

Rick: (Sighs)

You wanted to see me?

Toby: Wow. Michelle: Yeah.

Michelle: We understand that you and Zack had an argument yesterday?

Rick: We had a difference of opinion, yeah.

Toby: Well, we heard it was a little more heated than that, Rick.

What happened?

Rick: Look, Vince counted on me to protect him,

even from himself.

I was just doin' my job.

Did you think that this stunt

was too dangerous for him to do?

Rick: Maybe he could've handled it back in the day,

but that was a long time ago.

Look, I was afraid he was gonna get hurt.

Looks like I was right.

Rick: (Thinking) I should've stopped him. He was in no shape to work.

Toby: What kind of condition was he in

before the scene?

Look, I've been working with Vince

my whole career, all right?

We were like twins.

Go on.

Well, he said he had a buzz on per usual,

but he was pretty drunk.

I know I'm alive because he did the scene.

I shouldn't complain, it's just that...

It feels like I should've stopped him.

Well, do you think him being drunk

influenced his decision to do the stunt himself?

It clouded his judgment,

but the decision to do the stunt,

that didn't come from Vince.

Who'd it come from?

The prop master, Gary.

Gary had a beef with Vince the night before the shoot.

(Distorted whoosh)

(Cleaver clatters)

Gary: Great!

Vince: What? You got all night. Make another one.

Gary: Yeah, thanks a lot.

Rick: I guess he wanted to get back at Vince.

(Distorted whoosh)

Gary: Gotta get this to Rick.

It's gonna be one hell of a scene.

Do you think the audience will know

that he's in the movie more than you are?

Rick: Actors are pretty insecure and Vince was a fading star.

(Sighs) He was easy to mess with.

Gary must have really disliked him.

Emotions run pretty hot on a film set.

I just keep thinking about how I should've stopped him,

and then I think what could've happened

if I did.

Look, anything you guys need

to help catch this guy that did it...

Thank you. We'll let you know.

We'll get this guy.

(Door squeaks open)

Michelle: Gary?

Toby: Hey, Gary!

Michelle.

Look at this.

Fake rounds. This is the prop gun.

That's not fake blood.

Gary!

Toby: Michelle!

Look at me, look at me. I'm gonna call this in.

Well, he's lost a lot of blood,

but good thing you found him when you did.

You saved his life.

When can I talk to him?

Not tonight. He is heavily sedated.

All right.

You mind if I stay around awhile?

Of course.

My shift's ending

but I'll let the on-call nurse know.

Toby: Thanks, Sandy.

Gary.

Can you hear me?

(Moans weakly)

I want you to think about the attack.

What happened to you?

(Distorted whoosh)

Gary: You better have my money,

or do I have to tell the cops what I found?

(Cleaver slices, Gary gasps)

Michelle: Hey, I just spoke to the surgeon.

He was sliced with a large, heavy blade.

Toby: Yeah, I just saw the attack. It was a cleaver,

and whoever attacked him

was wearing The Blood Butcher outfit,

so I won't be able to I.D. him.

Michelle: Okay, so what's the motive?

I think Gary might've been blackmailing

whoever attacked him.

We need to find out who attacked him, (Cell phone rings)

And we need to find that cleaver.

(Phone beeps on) Dev, what's going on?

Dev: I just got the forensics report on the prop gun.

The stuntman, Rick, his prints are all over it.

Okay, let's bring him in.

Dev: Yeah, about that,

according to the production coordinator,

Rick is AWOL.

Do we have an address?

Dev: Not exactly.

They pay him a living allowance like everyone else,

but apparently Rick likes to just pocket the cash

and sleep wherever on set.

So I guess we're going back to Death Manor.

(Door clicks open and shut)

(Sighs)

Oz?!

Hey!

Care to explain this?

The blanket?

(Mouths) Come here.

(Mouths) What?

Oz: (Whispering) Just come over here for second.

Sandy: Seriously, what is your problem?

Oz: Nothing! No, it's not problem at all, listen.

What is that painting doing here, okay?

I mean, did you put it there just to remind me

that your family's constantly watching me from afar,

- judging me? - Are you trying to get rid of me?

Is that what this is?

This, this, this was a mistake.

No, no, no, no, no! I love having you here.

It's just that... three is a crowd.

Okay, I...

You know what? I get it.

It wasn't fair of me to spring this on you.

To be honest, it kinda creeps me out too.

Right?

What happened to your finger?

Oh, nothing.

What was I supposed to do? Tell my mom no,

I didn't want her around?

Of course not. Hey, come here.

It's okay, it's okay.

Look, maybe Nana and I just got off

on the wrong foot, okay?

I could win her over. I won you over.

Sandy: - Yeah, you did. Oz: - Yeah, I did?

Oz: - Did I win you over? Sandy: - You did win me over.

(Kissing and chuckling playfully)

- Mmm, mmm-mmm, you know what? - What?

We should probably put the blanket back on

for this part.

You know what? I got a better idea.

(Car rumbles)

Toby: Wow, it looks like a ghost town.

Michelle: This place is even creepier with no people around.

Backup should be here any minute.

I'm gonna go look for Rick.

I'll meet you in the parlour set.

Toby: Whoa! No, no, no,

Dev would probably have something to say

about us splitting up with a killer on the loose.

Michelle: Well, I've seen enough horror films to know

that the heroine always survives.

The sidekick however...

Toby: Sidekick?

(Car doors shut, dog barks in distance)

(Clanking sound)

(Footsteps thud lightly)

(Prop cleaver clatters)

(Footsteps thud lightly)

(Zipper snicks open)

(Cell phone beeps)

(Cell phone rings, Toby gasps)

(Toby sighs with relief, cell phone rings)

(Cell phone beeps on)

Toby: - Hey. Michelle: - Hey, it's me.

Michelle: Found the costume that Rick was wearing

when he attacked the props guy.

There's blood on the boots here.

It's real.

Toby: Okay. We might have our guy.

I'm in the parlour looking for the real cleaver.

So far I've just found the prop.

Okay, well, be careful, and keep in contact with me.

Copy that. I'll keep you updated.

(Phone beeps off)

(Objects rattle)

(Gasps in shock)

Zack: - Logan. Toby: - Zack.

Toby: What're you doing here?

I gotta work out my shots. I still got a movie to finish.

The sets locked down. How'd you get in?

There's an old service tunnel down in the basement.

Lock's been rusted off the doors for years.

Well, you know your way around.

I know everything about this place.

(Distorted whoosh)

I immersed myself in its history.

You know, that's what all the great directors do.

They believe in preparation and research.

Toby: What's in the backpack?

Oh, scripts.

Story boards.

Zack: - Whatever. Toby: - No, you're lying, man.

You've been lying the whole time.

You're the only one who has access to everything.

You stole Vince's gun,

then you switched it out with the prop gun.

You're making a mistake, Logan.

Come on, man, we both know you did it.

No.

You're mistake was coming alone.

Toby: (Gasps)

(Cell phone rings)

Dev?

We have Rick in custody. Get this:

We found him pounding shots at a bar two blocks from set.

Brave man or just stupid.

Okay, I'll get Toby and we'll head back in.

Toby: (Panting fearfully)

(Cell phone rings, clatters on floor)

(Grunts) Michelle!

(Cell phone rings on other end)

Toby's voice mail: Hey, it's Toby. Leave your name and number

and I'll get back to you.

(Panting)

(Plastic sheeting flutters)

Oh!

Zack: (Grunts with effort)

(Slicing blow)

(Panting)

Toby: Well, we could do this all night, Zack.

Hey, why don't we talk about how you killed Vince.

That had to have been tough.

Sorry, Logan, no spoilers.

Toby: Aw, come on, man.

You gotta at least tell me why you did it.

I mean, you had zero motive.

I had the best motive.

My movie.

No offense to Vince,

but his life didn't mean anything to me.

This movie means everything.

I'm sorry, I don't follow you.

Zack: When Vince died on set,

this movie became more than a low budget piece of fluff.

It became a part of history.

Toby: Okay, I get that, I get that. And what about Gary?

Gary's an idiot. He brought it on himself.

(Distorted whoosh)

Gary: Hey, is that what I think it is?

Zack: I can explain.

Gary: Yeah, well you better talk fast.

He knew what you were doing.

He blackmailed you, so you tried to kill him.

It was just one more mess to clean up.

That makes sense. You pinned it on Rick.

Zack: I figured you guys were looking at him already,

so who better than Rick to take the fall?

I mean, that's his specialty, right?

(Stone clatters)

Michelle: Drop it! (Gun cocks)

Or I drop you!

(Zack sighs, cleaver clatters)

Toby: Turn around, Zack.

(Handcuffs click)

(Siren wails in the distance)

Klein: Do you want the good news or the bad news?

Michelle: Good.

Klein: I called St. Luke's, Gary's gonna pull through.

The bad news is the judge ordered a psych eval

on our director.

I think he's heading for the psych ward

instead of prison.

I wonder if they'll have movie night?

Klein: You know what really gets me about all this though?

I have no doubt this movie will be released

and probably do big business on the back of this.

Well, I'm not gonna lie to you.

I'll be first in line to see it.

That was closer than I would a liked.

I don't want to get caught flat-footed again.

You wanna carry a weapon?

I mean, there's only so much I can do without one.

I'd at least like to have the conversation.

It'll take a lot to get you trained up

to carry a weapon.

Yeah, I'm up for it. Bring it on.

Klein: I'll get the wheels in motion.

You survived.

Yeah, barely. Uh, so how's the case?

You know, it's over, man.

I'm gonna grab a hot shower and a cold beer.

Wait, you're at your apartment?

Toby: Yeah, I just walked in.

Oz: Toby, there's something I gotta tell you about Sandy's Nana.

What is this in my kitchen?

Oz: So you've seen it already?

I'm sorry.

You know, you said it wasn't such a big deal

so I thought maybe you could babysit her for the night.

One night, that's it.

Oz: Thank you. I owe you big.

And, hey, anytime you need to store cremated ashes

or the spooky portrait

of some long-dead relative at my house,

be my guest.

All right, all right, let's chat tomorrow, okay?

(Phone beeps off, blind clatters)

Good night, Nana.

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