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I'm gonna make new friends.

That's what people do.

You're a normal person. You're a normal person.

You can make conversation.

It's gonna be fine.

Okay.

Hello, everyone!

My name is Cooper, and I'd like to welcome

the Cedar Springs Women's Walking Club

to Krypto Peak.

I know this is your first outing

as a group but I'm sure it'll be a...

great ice-breaker. Any questions?

- Nope. - No?

Okay, well, then, let's go!

Follow me...

into the trail!

Let me know if I... go too fast.

The smell...

The smell of the natural beauty of Krypto Peak, right?

Take it in. Can't get this in the city!

Good pace, everyone!

Okay. Remember we're a team!

We go in together, we go out together.

Look at that valley, huh?

Naturally beautiful, but we do have to remain vigilant

because you never know what could be on your tail.

Okay! Come on down.

Everyone gather around, gather around here.

So, how many of you are here because of some fascination

with the case of Barb Valentine?

Barb Valentine was a veteran

in the field of cryptozoology

and a bit of a local legend.

The thing is, her disappearance is shrouded in mystery.

Now, "Crypto... what did he just say?"

It means

"the study of the hidden," and its fundamental aim

is to prove the existence of creatures

like Ogopogo, the Yeti... like Bigfoot.

Bigfoot? I... In this forest?

No, no, no, no.

Something way scarier

and infinitely more dangerous.

But listen, listen. Shh.

Three years ago, it was here on Krypto Peak,

they found Barb's things--

a tent, a sleeping bag,

but no body,

no bones, no blood, nothing.

No trace of Barb whatsoever.

What on earth was this Barb lady trailing?

The Sookama, or "Sooka," for short.

The first documented sighting was back in 1925,

when a hiker claimed he was trailed

by a tall bipedal creature

covered in dark hair,

with a mole-like face.

Sounds cute, don't it?

But, listen, recent reports are more abstract.

Metaphysical disturbances that are...

allegedly tampered with the space-time continuum

of a few unlucky souls.

Let's pray she's still alive.

Probably just upped and left,

pissed at her man.

Okay, let's keep going.

We have a lot of walking ahead of us,

so let's keep moving, okay?

Come on. Follow me.

Watch your step.

Please be extra careful.

No tripping, that's my only rule.

I have a few more rules, obviously,

but definitely an important one.

Oh, by the way, watch out for bears.

I mean, they're more scared of us than we are of them,

but some are pretty aggressive.

I don't know. I don't know, I...

- I told you, I don't know. - Does anyone know

what this Kay Hall actually looks like?

Dressed nice, I think?

Nice leggings and windbreaker and stuff.

We just spent an hour retracing our fucking steps.

Stay in touch.

Okay. So, this is the deal.

Before we call the big boys in,

Head Office suggests we go through the roster again,

only this time, move to the side when I call your name, okay?

Okay, Dina Anderson. Good.

Tricia Burnett. Okay.

Chloe Bohonos.

Thank you.

Cherie Collard. Yeah.

Avery Graham. Okay.

Kay Hall?

Okay.

Maggie McLaren.

Good.

Connie Rhys.

Thank you.

Enid Sternberg.

Yeah. Vivienne Wang.

Thanks.

Jean Wilson.

Kay Hall?

You're shitting me.

Are you Kay Hall, sweetie?

Where were you when he did the first head count?

Is this some kind of sick joke?

Okay.

Show's over, ladies. That's it.

Thank you for coming.

- Is she okay? - We'll end it there.

Yep. That'll conclude our... our day.

Thank you. Thank you.

Yeah, we got her.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Your guess is as good as mine. I don't know.

Yeah, I just-- I just cut it there.

Yeah! Other than that, it was pretty good.

"Kay Hall."

Hello?

Hello?

Jesus.

Yes?

Oh, is this a bad time?

- Kay? - Oh, sorry, I thought...

It's Don. Yale Road Center.

How was your trip?

Uh... Hi, Don.

I... I'm sorry to bother you on your day off,

but we have a situation, and no one else is available.

Um, a... a situation?

Is there any way you could come in this afternoon?

Dr. Singh's mother's been taken in ill

with a suspected stroke, and among other things,

we've got an emergency extraction.

Shit.

You'd be doing us

- a huge favor. - Uh...

- Sure. - Oh, great!

We'll see you at one.

Thanks, Kay. Bye-bye.

I'm a dentist?

I'm a fucking vet?

Hey, Kay.

What happened to you?

So...

Mrs. Kim comes in screaming,

with sweet little Buster.

I'm telling you, everything was hanging out.

Bone, ligaments, nerves.

She fought off this crazy fucking poodle

with a spade.

How was your trip?

Sorry, I...

Kay!

Where are you going?

Barb...

Valentine.

What the hell?

What the fuck is going on?

Jesus!

Agh!

What the fuck?

How is that even possible?

From the Sasquatch to the Ogopogo,

Canada is rich with incredible legends

about weird and wonderful cryptids

such as the Sooka.

...after a spate of sightings

around Blue Cliff,

an eerie mountain location in southwest British Columbia.

And interestingly, Blue Cliff

is one of the last places

that eminent cryptozoologist, Barb Valentine

is known to have visited.

Whether the Sooka sightings

and Valentine's disappearance are connected

has been the focus of some very fierce debate.

Hello?

Shit!

One moment, please!

Oh.

Sally Antoine at your service.

Do you have a room?

Oh!

Would you mind...

filling this in?

It's just a formality.

Oh, it's a great place to explore the valley.

I'll be making an early start.

Oh. Heading far?

Maybe.

A friend of mine went missing,

and... I'm retracing her steps

to see if it throws up something new.

Maybe you heard of her, actually...

Barb Valentine?

Barb Valentine...

Oh, yes! The monster hunter!

I read about her in the Google.

The crime shows still turn up

to do their lousy reconstructions.

Did she stay here?

No, ma'am, she did not.

Oh, it's terrible,

all those people go missing around here.

It's like...

the forest just swallows them up.

Or something in the forest does.

Uh, thank you.

Now, let me get you a key.

...dead ends that require a lot

of great detective work.

Essentially, Barb was like a chameleon,

following leads instinctively,

assimilating with local communities

in the hope of that crucial tip-off.

This is why she went to Blue Vale Lake

located in Southwestern BC,

whose intoxicating folklore

has also made it a perfect location

for the annual cryptozoology convention.

It was here, in Blue Vale Lake,

that Barb gave one of her last interviews

before she disappeared.

We caught up with local cryptozoologist

- Barb Valentine. Hello, Barb. - Hello.

So, we're here at beautiful Blue Vale Lake,

and you're out giving this wonderful press conference

on, uh... cryptozoological creatures.

What brings you out here?

Well, there's a whole lot of buzz right now

around Blue Vale Lake

- because of the Sooka. - Mm-hm.

"Blue Vale Lake."

Right. The Sooka.

So, have you seen it?

Or encountered it in some other way?

I know you're keen to point out

that it could be something from the super spectrum.

Yes. I do believe I have.

Hello?

Fancy a drink?

Meet at the bar in ten.

"Yes.

I do believe I have."

I don't really know what I'm doing here.

Mm...

You strike me as someone special.

I'm delighted you stopped here, of all places.

Hey, I'm flattered.

No, really, I am.

But I don't feel very special... right now.

No, honestly.

I just feel like running away.

Being on the road-- oh, nothing beats it.

No baggage and shit

could be truly a liberating thing.

Whatever divine spirit has touched you, Ms. Kay,

whyever it is you're running away,

I say embrace it!

♪ And if I ask you to stay ♪

♪ Stay, stay ♪

Barb...

if you're out there somewhere,

please come home.

I miss you so much, sweetie.

Sally?

...really where any journey begins.

As we get older,

once we've learned to present

a more acceptable version of ourselves,

it becomes much harder to make new friends.

Jesus.

Jesus.

Ah, shit.

Ah, shit!

No!

No, no, no.

Jesus, lady!

You scared the shit out of me.

Yes, you did.

Starla Northstar is the name.

Uh, Ka-- uh, Barb.

Barb Valentine.

You looking for it too, Ms. Valentine?

It seems like everyone you meet around these parts

is on the same scent.

Have you seen... it?

Ol' Sooka?

I'll show you if you like.

It's not far.

Follow me.

Mm, it's nice to have some proper company

besides my tapes.

Whoa.

It's my special medicine.

Be warned, moves faster than shit through a goose.

Good stuff, eh?

So if you let me squeeze in here,

and there we go.

We can get down...

All right.

Beast or spirit,

don't think anyone quite knows what this thing is.

I found traces...

smooth and silky to the touch,

but smelled like the foulest deuce you ever dropped.

Uh, did you experience any bodily secretions?

Uh, yes, I... I did, um, from my ears,

and it was all over my sweater and in my hair.

Ah... It's textbook! Hmm!

Residue from the megacosm, but stinks like semen.

I get the sense there's a portal precisely...

Ice cream?

Yep.

- That's my daughter, Diane. - Oh, she's beautiful.

Ain't she just?

Ten years ago, I stopped by the roadside

to change a flat.

She went and took a pee in the woods

and never came back.

What?

It was the Sooka.

Time stood still that day.

Now all I do

is make sure my gear's in good working order...

just in case.

You like?

Do you wanna see something?

Okay. Here you are. Um...

Oh, just press play.

Oh.

I took it.

It was...

There! Look, look.

Finally.

Do you think that even if it doesn't take you,

a brush with the Sooka could do weird stuff, like...

...could make you forget who you even are?

It'd definitely fuck things up, that's for sure.

Ol' Sooka thrives on all kinds of crazy energy.

And oftentimes,

it's just too much for folk to handle.

You gotta just go with the flow,

like... like I do.

Aw, I hope you ain't gonna puke.

Whoa, steady!

Steady, steady.

Why don't you come with me?

Oh.

Uh, Starla?

Where's my...

Where's my...

Are you okay?

I... I lost the trail.

The parking lot's just over there.

Beyond the clearing. Can you see?

No.

Uh...

Don't be scared.

It'll be okay.

Thank you.

- Jesus. - Relatives pin them up.

It's all pretty tragic.

Hey, did they ever find this girl?

Who knows?

Everything okay, lady?

Um, yeah. Sorry, I wasn't hungry after all.

Hey, could you recommend a motel...

- nearby? - Hmm.

If you carry on up Highway 6, you'll hit the Bear's Den.

Can't miss it.

Thank you.

The renowned child psychiatrist

Morgan Valentine recently launched

a high-profile campaign to find his missing wife.

What precious little downtime Morgan has is spent tending

to his very special collection of orchids.

Since the disappearance,

Morgan has been a vocal advocate

for numerous charities.

I understand there were many times in the past,

when her work, her various trips into the unknown,

meant that she slipped off the radar.

I appreciate that this is tough for you,

but, if you could describe Barb to our audience.

- Could you ask me that again? - Absolutely.

I just want... I want people to hear this.

Who is Barb?

Barb is kind,

formidable, charismatic...

with a... a fierce intellect.

She's also the most beautiful woman in the world.

- Well, hello there. - Hi.

Can I get you a drink?

Um, which red wines do you serve by the glass?

Well, today, you have a choice

of the red one or the red one.

Right. Red, then.

Good choice.

All yours, sweetie.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Thanks.

I've spent most of my life soaked.

But there are worse crimes.

Well, it's good to have a hobby.

True,

but ain't so good when it becomes your full-time job.

Right.

Once upon a time, I was in a traveling circus.

I guess you could call me a magician.

Anyways...

folks would pay good money

to watch me saw my assistant in half.

In half?

Yeah, exactly.

My other party trick

was making entire bottles of booze disappear.

Mm... hey!

- I'm coming. - So, what about you?

What do you do? Besides drinking, I mean.

I'm a zoologist.

A wazz-a-what? A zoo-what?

I... I hunt monsters.

- You hunt monsters? - Mm.

My specialty is freaks of nature.

Well, you certainly came to the right place.

Hey. Hey, hey.

If you're really gonna be chasing that thing,

you know, the Sooka...

...you want to head north

till you hit Green River Trailer Park.

It's just this side of Merridale.

You're gonna wanna ask for Johnette Delaney.

You ask to speak to her.

Hey, she's... she's seen it.

It tried to get into her home.

You gotta be careful.

You gotta be careful, okay?

Green River Trailer Park.

Johnette Delaney.

Let's go out for a smoke.

Oh, hold on, hold on. You're gonna catch your death.

I got something you can wear.

Oh.

Wow.

I used to wear... this...

in my professional capacity.

It's beautiful.

It used to make me feel like I could be anyone I wanted.

Oh yeah?

It always made me feel

like I could do anything I goddamned pleased.

Yeah, I feel different already.

- Yeah! Yeah! - Yeah?

Do I look different?

Oh, honey...

♪ He used to search her face ♪

♪ As though She knew the truth ♪

♪ Lost inside Cambodia ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Aw, yeah.

Oh...

Ah...

Yeah. Yeah! Oh.

Oh!

Gonna head out after!

Oops!

Just powdering my nose.

What planet...

do you come from?

We... we can be blow buddies.

Hey! Let me go, you crazy fucking bitch!

♪ And now The years have passed ♪

♪ With not a single word ♪

♪ But there is only One thing left ♪

♪ I know for sure ♪

♪ She won't see His face again ♪

Hi, um... Delaney?

Thank you.

Yeah?

- Hi. - Hi?

Uh, I just spoke to one of your neighbors,

and he directed me here.

Um, I'm looking for Johnette.

What about her?

Does she live here?

Are you another one of them social workers?

I already told Ms. Pratt that the doctor

said that smoking helps with my anxiety.

Uh... no, I'm not from there.

Hmm. You look familiar, is all.

Well, my name is Barb Valentine,

and I'm a lecturer in ethnozool... eth... animals...

- Right. - ...stuff like that.

But I also write about disputed creatures,

mysterious species, whi... which is why

my colleague suggested that I speak to Johnette.

Well, you'd better come in.

Thank you.

Hey, maybe I... I should've called first.

No. No, no, no. Please, please.

I am sure she'll be thrilled.

Ma?

Hey!

What is it, Sasha? Need a lipstick or something?

Okay, fuck you, asshole.

Hey, baby, what's this about?

There's some lady scientist here

to see you about the...

What do you want me to say?

- I'm coming. Coming. - Great.

She'll be right with you.

- Great. - Mm.

You know, if I had my YouTube channel,

I'd be making a lot of dough right now.

You'd never guess how many goddamn visitors

I've had since my encounter.

I probably wouldn't shake my hand,

on account of the fact I haven't washed

since my lovemaking.

- For fuck's sake, Ma. - My name's Johnette.

Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Uh, Barbara.

So, Barbara?

Uh, so I understand that you had an encounter

with the Sooka?

Yeah, you'd be right.

Didn't you come knocking on my door once before?

I don't think so.

Ah, you sure look like one of those quacks

who came when it first happened.

Well, you must be mistaking me for someone else.

Well, you do all look the goddamn same.

Well, as I said to...

- Sasha. - ...Sasha.

Uh...

Uh, my interest is purely

from an anthrozoological perspective.

Ditch the fancy words, lady. They don't mean shit to me.

Please, Ma.

Come on, baby. This lady seems real nice.

- No need to be shy. - Okay, I'm not being shy.

I'm sick of talking with freaks and crypto--

whatever they're calling them-- twisting what I say.

Ma, it was one little story in the local paper--

Made me the laughingstock!

Okay.

They said it...

they said it tried to mate with me.

Aw, hell. Can you blame it, sweetheart?

I tol... I told you it wasn't true.

It smelled the bacon I was trying to fry

and tried to break into the trailer.

Here let me... let me show you.

Look.

They said it was a bear.

I seen a bear. That ain't no bear.

I think those aren't bear marks.

And any such disturbances certainly wouldn't be...

sexually motivated.

- Right? - Right.

You believe me?

I do.

It had a big gaping mouth.

It was all wet and sloppy.

I thought it was gonna suck me right in.

These giant hands... grabbing.

They were pink, like a newborn baby...

but sweaty.

I couldn't get the smell out for days.

Yeah, this is fascinating,

and it is in keeping with some other local reports.

Would you mind if I took some notes,

or talk a little more

- and I can... - Yeah. Sure.

Yeah.

You know, you're right, she's a real nice lady.

- Not like the others. - Mm-mm.

Maybe you should invite her to tonight's party.

Caleb, not just a pretty face after all.

So, if you feel like hanging out with some local folks,

- the pleasure would be ours. - Mm-hmm.

Sure.

Awesome. Take a seat. Relax.

Hey, Barb!

Come on, join us.

- Barbara. - Hi, Barb.

- Hi. - Nice to meet you.

I was just telling all my friends

about the piece you're gonna write.

Oh, okay.

Go ahead. Tell her, Willie.

Well, I was just saying that as far back as I can recall,

there's been talk of portals

all across this whole goddamn area.

Like a network of secret doorways

that lead to some interdimensional vortex.

Well, do you know what happens if you actually go through?

Oh, I thought you might know. You're the expert.

But I did know one lady went through.

Within six months, her whole life had gone to shit,

marriage down the drain.

Poor girl lost everything.

But rumor has it,

all them little portals,

it's how the Sooka moves around unseen.

Well, I'd love to talk to your friend.

This is giving me the creeps.

Sure won't sleep good.

The last thing we need are any more bedroom disturbances!

What's that supposed to mean?

Ah, don't be so touchy, Johnette!

Didn't I hear your encounter took place in the kitchen?

Yeah, but when the thing smelled her cookin',

- it took the fuck off! - Fuck you.

Excuse me, Francine. I need to go stretch my legs.

Hey, don't fucking be like that.

Fuck you, you piece of shit!

Don't fucking defend your whore to me.

- Oh, come on, Johnette. - Fuck you, Francine!

- What the fuck? - Fuck... fuck you!

Sorry, Francine.

Someone isn't taking her fucking medication.

Ah, some people just need to chill.

Ms. Barb.

Do you know about sleepwalking?

In a scientific capacity, I mean.

Uh, so... sorry?

Catch you later.

It's happened to me over and over.

Well, I can't tell anyone here,

'cause chances are, they won't believe me.

And you seen how they treat poor Johnette.

Yeah.

Well, each time it happens

it gets more and more exaggerated.

Well, sometimes I lose whole days.

And then everything's...

caked in mud, and, well--

it feels like I fell down a fucking rabbit hole.

Wait, do I know you?

- Did we meet already? - No, I don't think so, honey.

Do...

Uh, excuse me.

Wow.

...it's disgusting.

You cannot be serious.

Are you fucking crazy?

How many times have you done her already?

Baby, Francine's tits alone

weigh 200 fucking pounds.

Fuck you. What is that supposed to mean?

Hmm?

It means shut the fuck up already.

- Fuck you! - All right, baby.

Fuck you too.

♪ All right ♪

♪ Could have been all right ♪

♪ Could have been here tonight ♪

♪ Could have been Sweet as wine ♪

♪ You could've been a lady ♪

♪ I could have been all right ♪

♪ I could have been Here tonight ♪

♪ Could have been Sweet as wine ♪

♪ You could have been a lady ♪

♪ They all need you ♪

♪ To make love to ♪

♪ When you awake You find them on the bed ♪

♪ Lyin' beside you ♪

♪ They all love you ♪

♪ You're a good girl ♪

Fuck off!

- Fuck you, you pussy! - No, I'm not fu--

Oh!

No fucking wonder Dad left you.

Holy fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Sasha?

Oh, ho!

Oh...

Did you think it was the Sooka?

Well, it's a full moon, after all.

- It's not a fucking werewolf. - Oh.

Whatever.

Okay. Come with me.

Well, come on, I don't bite.

I'm sorry about, uh...

all of that.

She shouldn't treat you like that.

Yeah.

She's not normally like that. It's just, um...

it's a big... big act.

Okay.

I understand.

Yeah, I'm sure you do.

What?

Oh, come on.

Even Mom thought she could recognize you.

So...

So?

Well, I never thought I'd see you again.

What the fuck happened?

They were looking for you, Barb, for a really long time.

Don't worry.

Your secret's safe with me.

People like us...

gotta stick together.

"People like us"?

Yeah.

Special people.

The ones who don't fit into their stupid little pigeonholes.

We got it.

The secret... energy.

It's just a question of tapping into it.

Oh...

Imagine if we could.

Oh, we'd show them what it means

to meet a monster in the fucking woods.

Maybe this'll help unlock it.

Isn't that a total head-fuck?

Barb?

I love you.

Hey.

- Do you know where my car is? - Hey, lady.

Mind what the fuck you're doing.

Ho-ho! She's a clumsy bitch.

Can't even stand on her own two feet.

Knock it off, Darlene.

You know this drunk bitch?

Barb's our special guest.

Just had a bit too much to drink, is all.

Don't worry, I'll make sure she gets home safe.

Hey, darling. You gotta be careful around here.

Some folks are pretty mean.

I'm okay.

They're not all sweetness and light, like yours truly.

I need to go. Where are the cars?

The cars? Honey, you ain't good to drive.

I'm fine. I'm...

Yeah, sure you are. Come here.

- Get your hands off my cape. - Whoa, whoa, it's okay.

We're friends. Remember?

Let's you and me find ourselves

a quiet little corner. All right?

Come along with Caleb.

That's it.

Oh.

No, no, no, no, no!

Where is it?

Oh...

Fuck!

Hello?

What the fuck?

"325 Valentine."

Can I help you?

Barb?

My God!

What...

What... what?

Wh... what?

Oh, baby. Baby!

Let's just get you inside.

It's okay.

It's okay.

That's nice, baby.

Let's get rid of those nasty smells.

Like beautiful lily of the valley, don't you think?

Yeah?

Honey?

I'm not gonna ask you where you've been.

Okay?

Let's get you nice and clean...

like a good girl.

Let's warm you up here.

Hmm.

Open your mouth.

Breathe out.

You think we'd know by now which things don't agree with you,

but th... that's okay, baby.

We're only human.

Remember how, maybe...

we discussed you should avoid cigarettes and liquor?

We're gonna put it all behind us and make a fresh start.

Mm... smells so lovely.

We have to expect a bit of gossip,

wagging tongues,

but once they get it out of their system,

we'll be back to normal. Just you wait and see.

In the meantime,

we smile politely and get on with our lives.

Hm.

Let's see.

Can I wear that one?

Oh, baby.

You remember when I bought this for you on our honeymoon?

Our villa near Barcelona

had those sweet little stray kitties, remember?

We left out tuna and lumps of cheese

dropped in strawberry jelly.

Oh, baby, you're the most wonderful thing

that ever happened to me.

My heart still... Mm!

Oh.

If I sometimes sound harsh,

it's just because I love you.

Mm.

You've made me such a happy bunny,

wearing that special dress.

Such a happy little bunny. Mm.

But first, we have chores.

So we just wanna tidy these up here

and get these petals all into the wheelbarrow.

All right.

I know you prefer a more unkempt look...

but you look so beautiful,

and we don't want folk thinking we're slobs, do we, honey?

Hey, how you doing, Brad?

- Good, good, good. - Betty, you look amazing.

- Right? - Great day for a walk.

Or a spot of gardening.

Someone mentioned Barb was back.

Uh, honey, it's...

- ...none of our business. - Brad, that's fine.

Yes, that's right, Betty.

She had some things to do out of town,

but she's home now,

and everything is just... fine and dandy.

Okey-dokey.

Well, it's been good chatting with you, Morgan.

- You too! - Take care.

You make sure she gets some rest.

I will, absolutely.

I think these could use some attention right there.

Who was that?

The Robinsons, sweetie.

Guess what?

They're going to have a baby boy.

Oh, well, that would explain why she looks half-dead,

like that thing was eating her from the inside.

- Honey! - Can you imagine?

She actually has a dick growing inside her body.

It's fucking disgusting when you think about it.

Oh, my--

My God, sweetie, look at your hand.

Does that hurt?

No.

Come on, let's get you cleaned up.

Come on.

- It doesn't hurt? - No.

Mmm!

Mmm!

Morgan?

Honey?

I remember our honeymoon.

It was the best.

Yeah.

We did have a great time.

But then there's this bitter taste in my mouth.

'Cause you started to act like such a prick.

You know, gradually, the more successful--

Barb.

- ...I became... - Honey.

...you became a total fucking monster, Morgan.

- That's why I ran away. - How can you say that?

That's why I keep running away.

Honey! This isn't a prison.

You have the kind of freedoms most women only dream of.

- But... - Remember, we discussed

it was best you took a step back from this fantasy world.

That's what triggered your last episode,

if you recall.

Hey.

Don't be like that.

You know I love you very, very much,

and I wouldn't do anything to hurt you.

If I'm scratchy, it's just that I don't want to lose you again.

Does that feel good?

Hmm...

Mm...

You sweet little baby girl.

Oh! Ow!

Ow!

Look what you did!

Look what I did?

Oh, no. It...

...must've slipped off.

I've been a naughty boy, hmm?

Now I'm in very bad trouble.

Are you gonna spank my bum-bum

and make me play pee--

Off to your little hiding place?

You pay more attention to those fucking monsters

than you do to me!

Please don't leave me again.

I'll do anything you say.

I... I'll change!

I'll change.

Barb, please.

Please, please, no!

Hey, wait.

Come back inside, Barb.

Let's talk! Let's talk.

Please, Barb. Talk to me. Talk to me!

I love you!

Hey.

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Hey--♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

Jesus.