Original subtitles

In other news,

Rockland and Westchester County are being put on high alert

for isolated incidents surrounding Airbnb

and short-term rentals.

Homeowners are reporting finding

numerous blood-riddled corpses on their properties.

- So, Beth, how do you and Sarah know each other?

- We used to teach preschool together.

- Oh, that's awesome.

Do you still teach preschool?

- No, I hate kids.

- Oh, okay.

- Yeah, I mean, what's your story, girl?

Like you and Grant go way back, right?

- Yeah, we lived three houses down from one another.

So yeah, we spent a lot of time growing up together.

- So how come last night was the first time you met Sarah?

- I haven't been around much.

- I, this is my first time back in the States

in two and a half years.

- Oh, wow. That sounds super fun.

I thought an urban legend.

You're back for good this time?

- I don't know. It's a big world out there.

So what's Carter's girlfriend like?

- She's a whore.

Ominous clouds in the distance.

A perfect setting for our story to begin.

Welcome to "Bending Stress Away."

I will guide you inch by inch through a simple meditation

that will help you relax, unwind

and shoot that stress right away.

For now, just observe your breath.

How is your breath at this moment?

Is it slow? Is it fast?

Is it soft? Is it hard?

Sucking everything in and blowing everything out.

Suck and blow.

If a thought comes into your mind, that's okay.

Allow it to come and go.

Come and go. Come and go.

- Oh, I'm there, baby.

- Ooh!

- Oh baby. I'm driving.

Was that as good for you

as it was for me?

And next up, we've got Jim on traffic.

Thanks, Rick. We're up here in the traffic chopper.

Well, the skies are clear and so are the roads,

ladies and gentlemen.

Over on Cabin Drive, we only see two cars

in what appears to be some sort of bloating text.

More soon from the traffic chopper.

Piece of shit.

- Are you guys okay?

Yeah, I knew I should have taken it in

before we left.

- Aw, this place is so beautiful.

- Yeah, it's perfect.

- It gives me the creeps.

- Think they got Chipotle out here?

We're sorry,

there's no service in this horror film.

- I can't get a signal.

- Yeah, neither can I.

Who the fuck is this?

- Name's Hector Manual Gonzalo Domingo III.

Well, you can call me Jay.

And you two must be the lovely couple.

Damn, my sister said you were hot.

You're fine as hell.

- Actually, I am the bride.

- Oh.

- Your sister said you had your license.

- Mm-hm. Mm hm.

- To wed? - Yeah.

Hmm, hmm, daddy likes.

- Okay. And this is my fiance Grant.

- Thanks for making the journey up.

All right, bro.

I got some to grab over here.

Watch that ass.

Hmm, mm-hm-mm. Hmm.

- Should be interesting.

- It locked. How are we supposed to get it?

- Did they say they were gonna leave a key?

- No.

- So I'll check round back.

- Okay. Love you.

- Oh, I love you.

- Oh shit.

- Why are you trespassing?

This is private property.

- I, I rented the cabin for my wedding this weekend.

Oh, well,

why didn't you say so, son?

The name's Walter Clayton

and I look after this property here.

I'm Grant.

You sure gave me a scare, Mr. Clayton.

You never can be too careful

around these parts.

So where's the rest of your group?

- Oof!

- Most young people getting married have no patience.

Something doesn't work at it, they get a divorce.

Nothing good comes easy.

Welcome, everyone.

Where's the bathroom?

- Down the hall.

- There's no cord on this.

- Oh, that's just for decoration.

You need to make a call,

you come on down to my place.

- Or I could do it later.

- We got two bedrooms down there.

I got the master bedroom up there

and there's another one down there with a separate entrance.

- Perfect. I'm gonna go get changed.

- I'm gonna,

I'm gonna go watch her change.

You could listen.

Is that just for the old guy or-

- I guess I'm down here.

Can I get in on that as well?

- We also have a lovely garden in the back

with a brook nearby.

- Oh, maybe that's where we can have the ceremony.

What do you think?

Yeah, I like that plan.

- There'll be no shooting drugs on my watch.

- Whoa. - It's just insulin.

I'm a diabetic.

- Huh!

I guess I'll be checking in on you folks

a little later.

- Now where are you heading out to?

- Oh, well, my cabin's not too far from here.

About a quarter of a mile

through the woods.

- Well, you know, we'd love to have you at the reception.

- Oh.

- Hey, hey, bro. All right, time to do this.

Let's cut those balls off.

- What?

- Let's get you married.

- Oh. Yeah.

- I, Sarah, take you Grant to be my husband.

- I, Sarah, take you Grant to be my husband.

- Mm. To having to hold from this day forward.

- To having to hold from this day forward.

- Mm, mm, mm, mm.

Mm, mm, mm. That's what I'm talking about.

Until death do us part.

- Until death do us part.

- That's beautiful.

That's just absolutely fuckin' beautiful.

All right, well, by the power of vested in me,

McKinley's online, "How to be a pastor in 21 days or less,"

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

Go ahead bro, kiss your bride.

That's hot.

That's really fucking hot right there.

- That is really cool.

- Ah, lucky shot.

- Oh, you don't think I can do it again?

Hand me another bottle.

We had a few callers trying to guess-

- Watch and learn, bitches.

Oh my God. I'm so sorry.

Are you all right?

Fuck that guy. Am I all right?

First time caller or just tuning in.

This old guy is starting to creep me out.

I mean, what's the deal with his voice?

- Yeah. Yeah.

I just thought that I,

I would stop in and see how you folks were doing,

how the newlyweds were.

- We're great.

I'm trying to guess

who our first murder victim will be.

- Are you gonna stick around for some drinks?

I'm putting my money on the black guy

or the Hispanic guy. - Oh, no, I don't think so.

I wouldn't want, wanna intrude.

But first here's

some royalty-free music for you.

- Well, somebody got comfortable real quick.

- Ah, he's just having fun. Let him be.

- Ah, I just wanna say congratulations, man.

I'm real proud of you.

- Thank you. I'm proud of me too.

- I will tell you what, gentlemen.

There are some fine looking ladies here tonight.

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

Except for Ginger over there.

I can do without that.

Right, bro?

- You realize you're talking about his bride

and my girlfriend, right, bro?

- Yeah.

What about that one over there?

Yeah, I need to fuck her.

Not in a weird way like you guys are thinking,

like with my tongue.

Guys.

- You better ride that voice brains out tonight.

You are ridiculous.

- Or I'll just get yours then.

You're married now. Who cares?

- He will sleep well tonight. Don't you worry.

- Oh, you whore.

I love it. I'll be right back.

So how long have you been here?

- I've lived here almost 30 years.

My, my wife and I bought a small cabin,

not too far from here.

About a quarter of a mile through the woods.

I've been the caretaker of this property

ever since.

- This house is great. The owners owes you thanks.

- Well, they sure do, but you would never get it from them.

Bunch of selfish city folk.

- I'll be back. Just a minute.

Daddy gotta go make pee pee, all right.

♪ And are you home ♪

- Where's your wife tonight?

- Buried.

12 years ago, this August.

- I'm so sorry.

- They don't make 'em like that anymore.

- Was this hers?

- I saw the sickness toy with her for two years.

It took her mind first.

She was nothing but a shell at the end.

I wouldn't wish that on anybody.

- Um, I'm gonna fix you another drink.

- Fuck me. Where is it?

I'm not trying to have no baby daddy.

Oh. Found you.

Jesus Christ. Little creepy.

- Baby, come on. I didn't mean to scare you.

- What do you want?

- Those people upstairs are lame.

Figured I'd come down and hang out with you

for a little bit, mm.

- Shouldn't he be gone by now or something?

- Come on. I see the way you look at me.

You don't know what you're talking about.

- Are you fucking kidding right now?

- Oh, hey man, we were just, we were just talking.

- Oh. What the fuck?

- Carter, get him.

- No, no, no, no, no.

Will you have mercy on me, please.

Hey, hey.

Relax, man. - Fuck you, man.

- What is going on?

- This asshole tried to force himself on me.

- Bullshit! You've been eye-fucking me all goddamn night.

- Here you go.

- Fuck you. I don't need that shit.

You're a fucking prick.

- All right, let's not let him ruin our night.

- This had better not become a habit.

If you folks can't respect this house,

you are gonna have to leave.

- There'll be no more problems, I promise.

- Uh-huh.

- You know, that was kind of hot.

- It was, wasn't it?

- Mm-hm.

- Oh, I miss you, baby.

- Kiss my lip. Kiss my lip.

- Girl's off showing titty to me all fucking day long

and then he's, "Oh, I will punch you in the face."

Try that shit again and see what happens.

Ah!

Little stage fright, huh?

That's what I'm talking about.

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

You'd never beat me up, would you, little buddy?

You know I'd never let anyone harm you.

Oh.

What the fuck is this?

What? What the fuck?

Oh no.

Holy fucking shit!

No, no, no, no.

Help. Someone help me please.

Oh, shit.

Help. Please someone help.

Fuck.

- What you say we ditch the city and become country folk?

You'll get bored in a week.

- Mm, how can I possibly get bored when I have you?

- Ooh, you are good at this husband thing.

- Mm, I am getting the hang of it.

- You don't mind that we had a small wedding?

- No, of course not.

I just wish our parents could have been there.

- Oh yeah.

Can we talk about something else?

- Yeah. I'm sorry, baby.

- No, no, no, it's just,

you know I don't want to talk about them

and I can get into trouble with you.

- Well, what a bad,

I want a little something like what?

Bottom up I went, I went into the woods.

Lemme tell you something.

Black people don't go into the woods-

- Is it weird that I'm here?

- In the kitchen?

No, stupid. Here. Here.

- What do you mean? - I don't know.

I get the feeling like Sarah doesn't really want me here.

- Why wouldn't she want you here?

- Morning. - Morning.

- Morning, sir.

Sleep well?

- Like the dead.

- Yeah.

- Hey, you want to help me find the football?

And then that motherfucker asked me

to help him find a football.

- Sure.

What the fuck he going around

looking for a football for in the woods?

- Hmm. - Hmm.

But for real, though,

I think that motherfucker was just trying

to get his dick sucked.

- I can take it from here.

Nah, fuck that shit.

- Okay.

Are you sure I can't give you a hand?

- Oh yeah. Thanks, but I know how he likes it.

To get an update on our traffic situation.

Jim, how's it looking up there?

Thanks, Rick.

Roads are still clear,

and we have what looks like your typical

throwing the football scene going on.

These people are really-

- God, my head is killing me.

- What the fuck do you expect after drinking that much?

- I just hope it's not a migraine.

- At least you don't have to stick a needle

in your ass every day.

- Nice. - There was at least two...

I don't know my own strength.

- That's one way to look at it.

- Can I seal you for a minute?

- Only a minute?

- Yo, can I ask you a question?

- Eight inches. - No, not that, please.

- Seven and a half. - I don't believe you,

by the way, okay.

Do you- - What do you wanna know?

- Do you really think that she's the one?

- Yeah. Sure.

- Why? How do you know?

- I, look at 'em.

It's like, I don't know, they're both white.

They, they got hair.

Like, just fuckin' catch the ball.

- I guess she is.

Heads up.

- He's fine.

- He is not fine. We don't know that.

- Look, he's probably embarrassed.

- Why? Why would he be embarrassed?

- Because Carter beat the shit out of him.

I wouldn't show my face just yet.

- Okay.

- The guy is a creep. Who cares what happened to him?

- I just don't want him coming back around later

and starting another fight.

- He's probably waking up

next to that bottle of scotch right now.

- We have already had our fair share of interruptions.

- Okay, I'll tell you what,

if he's not back soon,

I'll go get Walter and we'll look for him.

Sound good?

- Ugh.

- Come on. Where are you going?

Ooh.

What do we got going out there, Sherry?

Yeah, Susie, there's not much to report.

This just seems like it'll be one

of those character development/filler scenes.

One thing is for certain, someone is going to die soon.

- You guys wanna make new teams?

This doesn't really seem fair.

I will.

Ooh.

Ooh.

- This isn't strip spade.

- Yeah, I don't think they care. They're in their own world.

- Nothing's wrong with having a little fun, Grant.

- Thank you. And I might have a different definition of fun.

Come on. Let's see the goods.

Take it off.

- I think will keep our clothes on, thanks.

- I can speak for myself. Thank you very much.

- I'm sorry. I forgot you like to live dangerously.

- You don't think I'd do it, do you?

- Well, I did say that.

- Well, I think that's a challenge.

- Dani. Dani. Dani. Dani.

Dani. Dani. Dani. Dani.

Dani. Dani. Dani. Dani.

Dani. Dani. Dani. Dani.

Dani. Dani. Dani. Dani.

- Dani. Dani.

- I've been waiting for this for years.

I know what I know.

- Boo.

- Oh, you basic bitch.

I guess you didn't know me pretty well.

- Hmm.

- Who wants to eat my cake?

- Hmm, it sounds good, but I gotta go look for Jay.

- Right now? It's getting late.

- It's fine. Carter will come with me.

- No, he won't.

- Okay, I'll go find Walter

and the two of us to look for him.

- Just hurry back.

- I will. Save me some cake.

- It's fucking delicious.

I'm gonna lick it.

- Yeah. I can't even eat it.

- Does it taste better with titty?

- Mr. Clayton.

You there?

Great.

- Poof!

- Jesus.

- A little jumpy. Are we?

- What the hell you doing out here?

- I figured you could use a hand.

And I know how scared you get in the dark.

- Next time just leave with me.

Where's the fun in that?

- What are you kids doing out here tonight?

- The guy who took off last night?

- The whiskey stealer.

- Is the one.

He hasn't come back yet.

- And you thought now is a good time

to send out a search party?

- Well-

- We figured you knew these woods better than anyone.

- Ah, you wanna track him? Huh?

You've come to the right place.

Well, come on. Let's gotta move on.

What's with the crossbow?

Bears.

You've killed bears with that thing.

Sure.

Takes a couple of shots of it.

First one just pisses them off.

It makes me sick

but I can't stop watching.

Leave them alone.

They're in love.

- You call that love?

As far as inside the cabin,

it's almost impossible to see what's going on.

But if I had to guess

and I'm just shooting in the dark here, Susie,

the black guy is about to get some

and then somebody's dying.

We're about to put the traffic chopper down for the night,

so we'll check back in tomorrow

or about 15 minutes later in the film.

Susie.

Thanks, Jim, fascinating-

- Oh my God,

they're so fuckin' gross. - you know mama likes a piece

of chocolate cake every now and again too.

- What do we have here?

Looks like we're headed in the right direction.

- Are we going to have to listen to this all night?

Ow.

Aw, aw.

- I think I need to sit down

for a second.

- Seriously.

♪ I wanna pick you up ♪

♪ We'll sit about down ♪

♪ Tell me it's yours baby ♪

♪ Who gives a shit ♪

- No, no, shit.

Did we do that?

Oh, oh, God. It's so good.

What are you doing?

- You didn't hear that?

- Hear what?

- Just shut up for a second.

- Don't tell me to shut up.

Why are you putting your boxers back on?

Where are you going?

- Now, where were we?

Sarah. Sarah.

Sarah. Sarah.

Sarah. Sarah. Sarah. Sarah.

Sarah.

Oh, welcome back.

- What happened? - You fainted.

- What's the matter with the lights?

- They went out?

Yeah, we should go down to the cellar and flip the breaker.

Get these lights back on.

- Cellar?

- Yeah. Where else would it be?

Okay, be right back.

- No, don't leave me.

All right. We'll go together.

- You wonder why a guy

would just wander off like that by himself.

I mean, we're in the middle of the woods.

Anything could happen.

There is bears, badgers, bees,

bats, birds, bees, badger,

birds, bats, badger. - Mr. Clayton.

Bees.

- Walter.

- Mr. Clayton.

Oh shit.

- Right behind.

- Okay.

- Oh yeah, there is no way I'm going down there.

- Oh God, Sarah, you're such a fucking pussy.

- I am not.

I just don't wanna go into a dark cellar.

- All right, I will do it, okay.

You don't wanna get your nails broken.

- Okay, we don't need lip.

Okay, shut up.

- Just hurry. - Shush.

- I'm not gonna be out here long.

- Can you shut up? - Okay. Bye.

- Holy fuck, it's dark in here.

- Honey.

I am gonna go upstairs and look for a flashlight, all right?

- Mr. Clayton.

Mr. Clayton?

Dani, he's gone.

Dani?

Mh, someone persistent tonight.

I can reserve for one more.

- I don't think that you are gonna find your friend tonight.

- Mr. Clayton, are you okay?

- Yeah, I just twisted my ankle on the way down.

We should get going. Start again in the morning.

- Dani.

- Hey. Listen, listen.

Do you know you are way back?

- Huh?

- I can't make it up there.

A quarter of a mile through the woods.

That's where we're headed.

- Dani.

- Hey, come on now.

She's a smart girl.

I'm sure she's already headed back.

- Dani.

- Now, come on, gimme a hand, here.

Ah. Oh shit. Sorry.

- Oh my God.

Okay.

- Bingo.

All right.

Why are you standing in the dark?

No need to thank me.

- Aah!

Baby. Daddy's coming.

Trish, I fixed the lights.

You're not still mad at me, are you?

♪ She's definitely dead ♪

♪ Can I find out where my baby is ♪

♪ Can I please ♪

♪ She is definitely dead ♪

- Trish.

♪ Trish is definitely dead ♪

- He's just been gone a long time.

- I don't think it's honestly been that long, seriously.

It's okay.

- There you are.

- Is Dani back yet?

- I didn't realize she left.

- We got split up. - Where's Jay?

- Nowhere to be found.

- Where did you go? - Were you in my room?

- I thought I heard something in the woods.

- Hey, you guys seen Trish?

- Well, how did you find your way back?

- I just retraced our steps.

- In the dark?

- Guys, where's Trish?

- I don't know, but I've been hearing you two all night.

- Thank you.

- She probably ran off with a Hispanic guy.

- Look, we've all had a long night.

Let's just calm down.

- I've had it with this place.

- Where are you going?

- To find Trish.

- I doubt she's wandering around this late by herself.

- That's what I'm afraid of.

- Well, if you go after her,

then tomorrow we'll be looking for three instead of two.

- What are you doing?

- What does it look like?

- You can't go back out there?

- He's gonna get lost. He doesn't know where he is.

- And you do?

- Jay and Trish clearly don't wanna be found.

Let them do their thing and we'll find them in the morning.

- Just let him go.

- This is supposed to be our time together.

- Carter.

- Your lady friends are right.

Nobody's finding anybody out here tonight.

Come down to my place when you get up.

I'll help you find your friends.

Welcome to "Bending Stress Away."

I will guide you stretch by stretch

through a simple set of exercises

that will really dig deep, spread you nice and wide,

penetrate your insides and open you up.

I'm sorry.

These stretches usually last longer, I swear.

This has never happened to me, honestly.

- What's wrong.

- I just wish you'd listen to me.

I don't want you getting hurt out there.

- I can take care of myself. You don't have to worry.

- Carter's a big boy. He can take care of himself too.

- You're right.

I'm sorry.

- He's lucky to have you as a friend.

- I'm lucky to have you.

Let's try and get some rest.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

Try and keep it down.

Caller, you're on the air.

Who do you think the killer is?

My money's on the Puerto Rican fellow

who got his knob shot off at the-

- No, Trish. What a surprise.

- I'm just glad he found his way back.

- You know, I thought having him shut up

for a while would cheer me up, but it's just bumming me out.

- You'd be sad too

if the person you loved ran off of someone else.

- No, no one is worth that much fuss.

If I'm able to still be this age with no dick-

- Hmm. - Fuck.

- Good morning for you too.

Is everything okay?

- Mm-hm. Yeah, I just, just missed you.

- Oh baby, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere.

It's an interesting take,

and I'm sorry to hear about your penis.

Jim. - What?

How's the traffic looking out there?

- Harder. - Same shit, different day.

It looks like the black guy is on the-

- Be back as soon as I can.

The goofy looking white guy

is hot on his tail again.

Carter, would you slow down for Christ sake?

- Open your fucking door.

Get your ass up, old man.

He's probably in the bathroom or something.

- Fuck it. Sick of waiting.

- Whoa. The hell are you doing?

- Let go. What does it look like I'm doing?

- Looks like you lost your mind.

- Come on, drop it.

Put it down.

Put it down.

Put down the fucking stick.

- Happy?

- Yeah. Thanks

Goddammit! Carter.

I told him I need a man, not a little boy.

Good for you.

You need to treat me right

if you wanna get in the woods.

- Any special someone in your life, Dani?

- Nope.

- Come on. There's no guy or...

To the woods and all of their friends-

- I've always been much better on my own.

- Amen sister.

Talking about murders in cabins woods.

- I'm gonna make some snacks. - Back to our callers

to find out what's been happening out there in the woods,

today's episode is brought to you by Random Wooden Axes.

- You never wondered what it would be like to settle down?

- Not really.

- That's hard to believe.

- Why?

- Well, you've been friends with guys your whole life.

You never thought maybe you could see yourself

with one of them?

- No.

- Really? - Not at all.

Or even the mysterious lady best friend

who's throwing- - What?

- Some major vibes- - Nothing.

- To wife's new husband. - No, say it.

- It's just I see the way you look at Grant.

- Sarah, you've got it all wrong.

He and I are just friends.

- I said that about him once.

- Believe me, Grant is not my type.

Caller, your in the air.

I know who's been killing everyone

in that house in the court.

The murderer is- - Shit!

What's wrong?

- The power's out again.

Oof!

- Well, I think I'm gonna get cleaned up.

- Are you coming?

Maybe I should have stayed upstairs.

Quit complaining.

It is really dark down here.

- I think it's right around this corner.

- What's that?

- Oh my gosh. She dead?

Please say she wasn't dead.

Please tell me she wasn't dead.

- You fucking saw her.

Dani, we gotta get outta this place, shit.

- I'm not leaving without him.

I'm not leaving without him.

Dani, we gotta go.

Trish, can you hear me?

Trish? Jay you're out there?

- Fuck Jay.

We gotta find them both.

- That piece of shit is on his own.

- You're not gonna be in any help to Trish

if you don't keep it together.

- Don't talk to me like I'm a fucking idiot.

If you were Sarah out here, you wanna be this calm.

- I understand that you're worried.

- You don't understand shit.

Your bitch is at home right now.

- Yeah, she's no Trish. That's for sure.

- Fuck you.

I dare you to say that shit to me again.

- She has no Trish. That's for sure.

- Say it one more time.

- She has no Trish.

That's for sure. - Guys, what's going on?

- Say that to my face.

- She's no Trish. That's for sure.

- Back off.

- Fuck you both. I'll find her on my own.

- Fuck.

I figured you guys could use some help.

Clearly I was right.

Come on, let's find these two and get the hell out of here.

She's no Trish. That's for sure.

- What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

I'm getting the hell out of here.

- We can't go.

- Trish is dead.

- We can't just leave everyone.

Beth, you're starting to freak me out.

- Fine, I will wait for the rest,

but until then,

no one fucks with us.

- It's like, you know I'm out there trying to help him

and he shifts it all around

trying to make me look like I'm some kind of asshole.

- You are an asshole. - What?

- If it weren't for Carter,

I never would've known you were getting married.

- Dani.

- Were you even gonna tell me you were getting married?

I-

- Like I said, an asshole.

We are sorry,

there's still no service in this horror film.

Please hang up and try again in the sequel.

Yes, you, the black guy hanging out

with all the dumb white idiots.

- Oh shit.

Shit.

Oh shit.

- Sarah, get over here quickly.

- What if- - Shut your fucking mouth.

Motherfucker.

Baby. Oh my God.

- That's one hell of a way to welcome us back.

- Why can't she use the front door like a normal person?

Are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah. I'll be fine.

- Where is Carter?

- He wandered into the woods.

- We found Trish. - Great.

- She's dead. - Great.

- She's dead?

Are you serious?

Is, is she serious?

- She's dead.

- Glad to see you ladies got the lights working again.

- Oh God.

We should bring her upstairs.

- What were you doing out there with Grant?

- What do you mean?

- Come on, Dani. Cut the shit.

- What are you talking about?

- I see the way you look at him.

- You don't think I know what you've been doing?

- He is not my type.

- Would both of you shut the up on the lamp?

What a total psychopath!

You're right about that, Susie.

She's definitely no Trish. That's for sure.

In other news, random tarps has done a complete recall

on all of their blue tarps.

Customers should not handle

or wrap loved ones dead corpses in them.

If they do, however, definitely stand clear-

- I'm getting the fuck out of here.

- Just calm down. - You stay away from me.

- What are doing?

- You all are fucking crazy. - Middle of our big climax.

Just a few minutes away.

- Beth, come on.

Beth come on. Open the door.

Beth.

Come on. Open up.

Honey, nothing is going to happen to you out here.

Beth.

Beth.

You know you got to pay for that lamp, right?

Because I'm not ready for it.

Beth.

She better cover that lamp.

My Airbnb rating is going downhill fast

because of this.

- Beth.

Beth. - Beth.

- Grant, do something.

- Beth, stand back.

Beth.

Oh fuck. Beth.

Shit.

- Jay's car.

Shit.

- Check the visor.

- Fuck.

Come on.

What are you waiting for?

- What is he doing?

Grant, just get back here.

Don't you dare go-

- I'll check under the hood.

You try to start it.

- Whoa. What are you doing?

- It's Clayton.

He killed Trish and gutted Jay like a pig.

- Just get in the car and let the police handle this.

- Get outta my way.

- You're putting us all at risk here.

- Come on.

- Stop yelling. - I'm not playing now.

- Neither am I.

Dani.

- What the fuck is going on?

- Baby, get outta the car.

- What is it?

Yep, you guessed it.

Still no service out here, asshole.

Please hang up and get the fuck out there before it's-

- Fuck.

- Still nothing?

- There no reception at this place.

- Mr. Clayton said that there was a phone line in his house.

- The line is cut.

I checked.

- It was just his head.

There was nobody. It was just a head.

- Yeah, we know. We saw it.

- Fighting isn't gonna solve this problem.

- Bitching about it isn't either.

- And what do you suggest?

- We could switch the tires

on the two cars.

We could take the tires off of Jay's car

and put them on Grant's.

- We should just lock this place down,

wait until morning and walk back to town.

- We could get the hell out of here tonight.

- Yeah, agreed.

- All right, let's say we switched the tires.

We go as a group, stand in the open,

waiting for some sick fuck to kill us.

- Her feet moved.

Her fucking feet are moving.

She's still alive.

- No, she isn't.

- Yes, she is. I saw it.

- Stuff like that happens after people die.

- No, no, she's still alive. I know it.

- Jesus Christ.

Hey Trish, you alive?

See? Still dead.

- Dani, what the fuck?

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

This is supposed to be the best weekend of our lives.

- What do you want me to do?

Get her the fuck away from me.

- Gimme a hand.

- The best room.

- Shit! - Oh shit!

- Grant, I...

- Dani.

- This isn't how I saw things going.

- I know.

It's not what it looks like.

- Sarah. - I love you.

- Sorry.

- Grant.

- Sarah.

- What's going on? - Grant?

- Oh God.

- Grant. - Sarah.

Grant.

- Grant. - Sarah.

Grant.

- Perfect.

Oh fuck.

Fuck.

You fucking bitch.

- Sarah, where are you?

- Carter?

Goddamn!

- What's wrong with you?

No. No.

No, no, no, no, no,

no, no.

No, no.

No. No. Sarah.

Stay with me, baby.

Talk to me.

- I love you.

Hey Joey, we got another body over here.

That's fucked up, Rico.

Hey Nicky. Is it in the bed?

Nah, it went under a fucking car.

- All right. - If it ain't in the bed,

then fuck him, right?

Rico, you heard the man.

Let's get the outta here.

- This doesn't make any sense.

Everyone's dead.

- But we made it through.

- Why would she do this?

- It's amazing what some people would do for love.

- Let's get the hell outta here.

Oh.

- What's wrong?

- I forgot my jacket.

- Okay, I'll get it.

- No, no.

I'll only be a minute.

It's amazing what some people would do for our love.

I, Sarah, take you, Grant, to be my husband.

- I Sarah, take you, Grant, to be my husband.

What is going on?

- Time to do this. Let's cut those balls out.

Nothing's wrong.

We just having a little fun, Grant.

- This supposed to be our time together.

Come on, let's see the goods.

You are ridiculous.

- Or I'll just get yours then.

- Most young people getting married have no patience.

My wife and I bought a small cabin

quarter of a mile through the woods.

- Where's your wife tonight?

- Buried.

It's just insulin. I'm a diabetic.

Beth, you are starting to freak me out.

- No one is worth that much fuss.

- We have already had our fair share of interruptions.

At least you don't have to stick a needle

in your ass every day.

Your bitch is at home right now.

- Carter's a big boy. He can take care of himself too.

- I've had it with this place.

He's lucky to have you as a friend.

- You fucking bitch.

We lived three houses down from one another

so we spent a lot of time growing up together.

You'd be sad too if the person you loved ran off

with someone else.

- Sarah, you've got it all wrong.

What were you doing out there with Grant?

- He is not my type.

- You don't think I know what you've been doing?

Do you really think that she's the one?

- To have and to hold from this day forward

'till death do us part.

- You have everything?

- I do now.

Jim Reynolds here in the traffic chopper.

Looks like the weather is clearing up down there.

No cars on the road

and just a couple of bodies on the ground.

Susie.

Thanks, Jim.

We have a developing story happening

and it doesn't look good for another group.

We're going to head live to Sherry Mallick

reporting from the field

Sherry.

Thanks, Susie.

On the night of Friday, September 22nd,

the Miller's Airbnb was bustling with activity

from a group of friends renting out their cabin

for a small wedding weekend celebration.

But when they returned on Monday morning,

it was a completely different story.

John and Tina Miller had been living in the Westchester area

since they sold their ice cream store down on Route 9

about eight years ago.

They bought a small cabin not too far from the Hudson,

and eventually decided it could be a secondary source

of income for them.

Things were going quite well for the couple

until this past weekend when they returned

and all of their renters were dead.

One was shot with a crossbow, one had her throat slit,

one was hacked in the face with an ax,

and another was completely decapitated, probably by the ax.

And by the looks of it, it was a Random Wooden Ax.

The last two victims were impaled in the master bedroom

in what appears to have been a poisoning of some sort,

although the toxicology report has not come back yet.

The Millers became alarmed

when they tried to ring their caretaker on Sunday,

but the phone lines were cut.

When speaking with Tina,

she mentioned there were seven people

that had their names down on the rental.

And we can confirm that the caretaker of the property,

72-year-old Walter Clayton, was among the casualties.

Tina mentioned that Mr. Clayton was responsible

for looking after their cabin when renters were there.

She said he and his late wife had a small cabin nearby

about a quarter mile through the woods.

Authorities and neighbors are on high alert,

warning anyone heading to a cabin this weekend

to avoid all crossbows, knives, axes, sharp objects,

poisons, and especially decapitations.

Now, I'm not a mathematician,

but six bodies including the caretaker

and seven were on the lease agreement,

sounds like case is closed to me.

A real grim site over here, Susie.

But on the bright side, looks like the sun is coming up

and it's going to be a beautiful day.

Sherry Mallick, "Channel 5 News."

Hmm.