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Good evening.

I am Debbie Rochon.

Tonight on Twisted Classic Television, we bring you Helltown.

A series that had quite a controversial and mysterious history.

Seasons one and three were burned in a studio fire.

Or so they say.

Season 2, episodes 7, 8, and 9

were dug up.

And when I say dug up, I literally mean dug up.

In one of the producers' wives' cousin's sidekick's friend's grave.

They wiped off all the decomposition, blood, and more to digitally remaster

it. for your pleasure tonight.

So I bring to you a killer serial.

Helltown.

Previously on Helltown. Oh, Bill.

I've got a horrible confession to make.

A secret I've been keeping all these years.

It's about our son.

That's quite a horrible confession to make.

Mom's in a coma! Somebody splashed water on her to wake her up.

Comas don't really work that way.

Have you at least tried?

Butch, your mother's in a coma.

It's time to go home.

Bobby, you can't tell anyone!

I'm your BFF. I won't.

I had an abortion.

You should have been my heir.

You don't deserve a debutante ball, Chanel. I heard Tyler Chapman was

screwing around with Trish Gable.

You stupid bitch! Calm down, Chanel.

Mama would never want to cancel my debutante ball. You're just saying that

because I'm adopted. Chanel, the nurse was just saying that since Daddy's dead,

Mama's in a coma, and we're not rich, maybe it isn't a good idea.

Bullshit! She's trying to take over.

You better watch your step because you will never, ever take my Mama's place.

Watch me.

Butch! Butch!

I thought we'd never see you again.

How is Juvie?

Surprisingly comfortable.

But I'm glad to be home.

Well, maybe you should have stolen all that money.

You know I didn't steal it.

Oh, who cares?

You're finally home.

And now that you are, you can fire the stupid nurse and throw me the debutante

ball I deserve.

But she's a professional.

That's right, Chanel.

I'm the only one who can take care of your mother.

Bullshit, you stupid bitch!

We gotta do what it takes to get Mama better.

If it's a debutante ball that you want, little sister, then it's a debutante

ball that you'll get.

Because she's going to come back to us.

Right, Mama?

Oh, hi, Butch.

Oh, hey, Laura.

It is Laura, right?

Don't be silly. Of course it is.

How's your younger sister, Trish?

Enough about her.

Where have you been? I heard you were fishing in Alaska.

I can just see you now with the waves crashing on your chest while you're

wrestling, Stark. I was in Juvie.

Remember?

Somebody from your dad's company set me up for stealing.

But it don't matter now.

I had a chance to discover myself.

I can't wait to discover what you've discovered.

Oh, but you must come to the Seniors for Seniors fundraiser.

Will Trish be there?

Probably.

Laura, where are the eggs?

What eggs? The eggs that you were supposed to get from the store.

God! Guess I'm not eating breakfast again. There are more important things

in life than breakfast, Bobby. Like what, Laura?

Like good friends?

Good morning, Father.

I have an announcement to make. As you know, my days on this earth are

numbered. After that, my soul shall rise up to heaven on the back of an angel,

where I am promised a good position amongst God's governing body.

It is weighed heavily on where to leave my earthly fortune while I'm enjoying my

heavenly fortune.

The obvious choice would have been to my only son, a prince, an heir to my

throne. But since he turned out to be a fruitcake princess instead, I'm left

with no choice.

Obviously, I could divide the fortune up, but that seems like too much work.

So, after much deliberation, I have decided to leave it all to

one of you.

So, is that everyone in here, or does BJ count?

Where is BJ?

Laura locked her in the trunk again. I did not. You did.

Bobby, go out and get BJ.

I mean, BJ, your sister, not... Oh, just go.

Butch Manley's back in town. I invited him to the Seniors for Seniors

fundraiser. Isn't that Jesse's long-lost brother?

Yes, and Butch is the brother to my boyfriend, Blaze.

Isn't Butch, Jesse, Blaze, and Chanel's mother in a coma?

I thought old Mother Manley was dead.

Enough. That poor sweet woman has suffered so.

What's that a drawing of?

It's that dead guy from the paper.

Freak. Well, time for meals on skates.

Homecoming responsibilities are so rewarding.

Toodles!

Meals on skates?

God, are you kidding me?

Like that bitch even cares about anyone besides herself.

She has it so easy. She gets whatever she wants, and now she is literally

skating by on her good looks.

Which is so unfair.

Hold still.

Bobby, are you even listening to me?

Yes, I get it. My sister is annoying.

But if you don't want me poking your eye out, you'll hold still.

I just wish that she would skate into an oncoming train. Or a cement truck.

Or a live electrical wire on a rainy night.

Or a truck delivering broken glass. Or a snake pit full of snakes.

There. You're done.

Not bad.

Oh, hi, nurse.

Why, hello.

You know, you look very familiar to me.

You look familiar to me, too.

Maybe I gave you a sponge bath one time.

Oh, I think I'd remember that. I think I would, too.

When's Mom going to wake up? I don't know.

Speaking of which, do you think that you could maybe, like, watch it for a minute

so I can go out and have a smoke break?

Of course.

Cool.

If you need anything, just yell out the window for me, okay?

Yeah, Laura told me. I heard that he's been in juvie because he stole something

from your dad.

Oh, Amanda, don't give second-hand thoughts to the second-hand rumors.

We have more important things to talk about. Like, what are we going to wear

to the Friday fling tonight?

I just can't decide.

Don't know, Trish. You look great in everything.

Oh, Amanda, you're the best BFF ever.

I hope Blaze Manley's there.

Are you going to go to the Friday fling?

I wouldn't miss it.

Okay, continue.

I'm sure that he'll be there. I'm thinking about giving him my virginity.

I know we've only been going together for three months, but something tells me

he's the right one for the job.

That's awesome, Trish, but it's not really your first time. I'm talking

about my other virginity, Manda.

Oh.

Toodles for noodles.

Bye.

God, she is so annoying.

When are you going to break up with her?

Hey there, Manly.

You got a date for the prom yet?

You sure your last name's Manly?

Oh, it's okay, Manly.

Where you going? Come on over here. I'm tired of my ball.

You ought to ask that Gable girl.

What do you mean, Bobby?

No. I meant the one with the tit.

Huh? Huh?

Huh? And trust me, they're real nice.

Ask her out.

What are you doing in my car?

The body of running back Todd Hendricks was discovered in his car late last

night. It appears the teen was gruesomely strangled to death.

His family made note that the letter on his school jacket was torn off, leading

police to now refer to the suspect as the Letter Jacket Killer.

Hi, Trish. Jesse, what are you doing?

I'm going to...

Did you need something?

Will you go to prom with me?

Okay. Really?

I'll add you to the list.

What list? What are you talking about?

My list of potential prom dates, silly.

A girl needs options.

I'd say he's no longer an option.

Aw.

I guess you're right.

You can take his place.

There.

I'll let you know when it gets closer to prom.

Obviously, Blaze is my first choice, but we'll see who can survive the cut.

Okay.

Thanks.

I guess.

See you around.

are we going to get?

I think I'll stick to virgin cocktails tonight, Manda.

There's something on my mind.

Really? Yeah.

My father came in talking about his will again this morning.

I think he might be close to death, and I really need to start thinking about

how I'm going to manage running the company and keep up with my popularity

in school.

He's leaving it all to you.

Who else would he leave it to?

It's a big deal, Manda.

I might have to give away some friends.

Hi, Chanel.

I didn't know you worked here.

My mom is in a coma, Trish.

And home health care is not cheap.

Oh, hi, Butch. So good to see you. I'm glad you could make it. Do you want to

go inside and get some punts?

If you're lucky, maybe you'll get lucky.

Who's that sexy girl over there?

That would be my sister, Trish.

That Trish?

She's changed a lot.

She's really grown up since I've last seen her.

That was close.

Yeah, it's a shame she didn't choke to death.

Thanks, bud.

Trish, I haven't seen you since that night at the drive-in so many years ago.

You know, when we did that thing. What thing?

It really meant a lot to me, you being so patient and all.

Hi, Blaze.

How's my favorite hot bod?

Why don't you go get us some drinks?

I'll take a curly temple.

It's a Shirley temple.

Okay. Bro, you want anything?

I'm good.

Get a heavy bath, bro.

So? I found you guys a nice hookup spot in the janitor's closet. I put down some

blankets and there are some candles next to the mop bucket. It's going to be

perfect for one of your first times.

Oh, Banda, you're the best girlfriend I could ever have.

Jesse? Jesus, Bobby.

Well, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

What is it, Bobby? What do you want?

I just wanted to say hello.

And I was wondering if you wanted to hang out again sometime.

I don't think so.

Want me to get you a beer?

Hey, Trish.

Jesse!

Wow.

You stay away from her. Trish is my girl. I didn't do anything.

Leave him alone. He wasn't doing anything. She's mine. Got it?

You stay away from him. My brother's not cheap, Trish.

I can't stand her.

Hey, don't listen to her.

You're not cheap.

She didn't say I was.

Come with me.

There's something I want to show you.

Not so fast, Speedy.

That's why they call me Blaze.

Ooh.

I just want this to be super special.

It's not every day a girl loses her virginity.

Her... Her what?

I want this to be romantic.

I thought Peter Coleman was the great divergenator.

Silly boy.

He took my other virginity.

Maybe they ought to call you Blaze.

They already do.

Remember this one, Mama?

I was so beautiful, so happy, until I found my adoption

papers.

Is that why you always treated me different, Mama?

Like an outsider?

Oh, sure, go ahead and ignore me. You're good at that.

You always used to tell me I was the prettiest girl in town, Mom.

But lately I just haven't been feeling that way.

Trish is always there beating me at everything.

It's not fair.

I wish she would just die.

You.

Be careful what you wish for, Chanel.

What's that supposed to mean?

Sometimes.

People get exactly what they want.

Yeah, right. Even if you could get any pussy, you wouldn't know what to do with

it. Fuck you, man. I've been laid before.

Oh, yeah? By who? Your mom?

Fucking gross, dude. Your mom is not gross.

She's hot.

Hold this.

I've got to take a piss.

What the

fuck

are you doing?

Peter?

What the fuck?

It appears the letter jacket killer has struck again, claiming the lives of two

more students whose bodies were found after being bludgeoned to death.

Blaze, we need to talk.

Just meet me at our spot.

Blaze?

Blaze?

Blaze, we need to talk.

I know this sounds crazy, but I don't care. I've been studying the yearbook. I

know what's going on.

Blaze, why are you sitting here in the dark?

Why won't you talk to me?

Blaze, why aren't you answering me?

Blaze, you jerk!

You?

Who did it?

Who's the leather jacket killer?

Stay tuned to find out.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

Come on.

Do you actually have hips?

What is beauty?

Previously on Helltown.

Somebody from your dad's company set me up for stealing.

I thought old Mother Manly was dead.

Enough.

It has weighed heavily on where to leave my earthly fortune. I have decided to

leave it all to one of you.

I'm the only one who can take care of your mother.

Bullshit, you stupid bitch!

We've got to do what it takes to get Mama better.

I hope Blaze Manley's there.

Are you going to go to the Friday fling? I wouldn't miss it.

Jesse? Jesus, Bobby.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. Hey there, Manley.

Now screw up.

Well, you got a problem with me?

Okay. Really?

I'll add you to the list.

Wow, Jesse.

You stay away from her. Trish is my girl. I didn't do it. anything. Leave

him alone. He wasn't doing anything.

God, it's been mine.

Trish is always there beating me at everything.

I thought Peter Coleman was the great divergenator.

He took my other virginity.

I wish he would just die.

Be careful what you wish for, Chanel.

What's that supposed to mean?

Sometimes people get exactly what they want.

Peter? I've been studying the yearbook. I know what's going on.

Please?

The part of Laura is now being played by Jennifer Grace.

Oh, hi, bud.

Hey, Laura.

Sorry.

Trish isn't home right now.

Good.

That means that we have the house to ourselves.

I would have vacuumed if I would have known you were coming over. That's okay.

I like a dirty house.

Laura? Laura?

Laura?

Laura, are you watching this?

The body count is up to four football players.

Coach Perry, how have these murders affected your game plan?

Well, I lost my running back, my star quarterback, and my best kicker.

How are we going to play?

What a douche.

It's just awful.

Our poor team.

I can't see us having a winning season after this.

Do you fear for your own life, Coach Perry?

Well, yes, I do.

It appears that someone doesn't like football.

You know, I'm going to find this letter jacket killer, and I'm going to put an

end to this myself.

Which player would be the hardest to replace?

Hendricks.

Todd Hendricks.

He was the best?

Todd Hendricks. Wasn't he Trish's boyfriend?

One of them.

Hey, is Trish home?

What's up?

Is Trish home?

Sure, Tom.

Hey, Butch.

Oh, my God. We keep running into each other.

Hey, Butch.

Oh, my God. We keep running into each other.

Hey, Butch.

Oh, my God.

We keep running into each other.

Oh, hey, Laura.

What are you working on?

My car.

I know. I mean, what part of your car?

I didn't know you were into cars, Laura.

I'm into a lot of things, butch.

You know, once I inherit the company, I'm going to run this town.

I could even get you your job back at the factory.

I think there's too many bad memories for me there, Laura.

I'm trying to move on.

If you want to do me a favor, maybe you could put in a good word for me with

Trish.

Maybe she'll even ask me to prom.

I think Trish's dance card is full.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means she screwed every guy in town.

If the letter jacket killer really wants to kill everyone she slept with, then

it's going to be a really long list.

She isn't returning any of my calls.

Maybe she's tied up.

I need an ice cream.

Will you be my driver?

What do you want?

Oh, you work here too?

Prom dresses aren't cheap, Trish.

First of all, I think you need some help with your drinking problem. And I can

recommend a good AA group at the church on Main Street where I volunteer on

Sundays. And second, it's too bad you're not nicer.

I feel like we could have been great friends.

It's a shame you can't handle that I'm naturally prettier than you. You know

what? Chanel, we talked about this before.

The customer is always right.

I'd like a vanilla ice cream.

Cup or cone?

Cup.

That'll be $1.85.

And stay away from my brother. He isn't interested.

Which one?

Blaze!

I overheard Amanda telling Susie Deckard that you have the hots for my brother,

Blaze. Well, whether I do or don't, it's none of your fucking business.

Oh, that's right, because fucking is your business.

Where's your ice cream?

I ate it. It was a super small one.

Trish, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about.

Me too.

Why does Daddy always call you fruitcake and princess?

Well, actually, that's exactly what I want to talk to you about. Just because

you like girly things and watching your weight doesn't make you... Wait a

minute. I know exactly what's going on here.

You do?

Sure I do.

You grew up with all of us girls and you were just trying to fit in.

You don't have to worry about that, Bobby.

We love you just the way you are.

I'm actually glad to hear you say that, because, see, what I wanted to talk to

you about was, well, boys.

Yeah, you're lucky you don't have to worry about boys.

Girls are so easy.

Well, thanks for your advice, Bobby. It was helpful.

Mom, I think you can hear me.

Mom, I have a problem.

You always said that I could come to you with a problem.

It's school.

It's so hard.

I don't know what to do.

I can't sleep.

I dream all night.

Lots of dreams.

I wake up all wet.

I'm surrounded by all these hot, tight-bodied, muscular studs. And if I

can't sleep with any of them, I wish they would all just go away.

How do I get through this, Mama?

Truth be told, I fooled around a few times with Bobby Gable.

I've stopped that, though.

Should I talk to Bobby?

Should I ask him to come?

And help me through this?

I'm so confused.

Answer me, Mama!

It's just what I thought.

You're no help.

Don't you understand?

I think I'm gay.

Oh, God.

Just the sound of it. I can't believe that came out of my mouth.

Oh, I don't want to be gay.

You're right.

Thank you, Mama.

I know exactly what I have to do.

He wants me squirtin' mustard all over the bun He says I want to take a big

bun, baby

news. Another brutal murder today. We go live to Betty O, who has more details.

Betty O, what can you tell us?

The police are still not sure if Coach Perry's death is connected to the letter

jacket killer.

But, let's put our heads together to crack this case.

Thank you, Betty O. Sounds like we're pretty fucked.

New details in last year's Christmas capers that had a... Coach Perry?

Trish, ew.

Daddy, I would never disrespect you like that.

I'm very mature and discreet and managerial.

Oh, boobie.

It's so simple. It's all in the eyes.

Okay, think about something that you want.

It could be anything. It could be a food or a drink. Pick a drink that you want.

Okay, um, how about a Malibu rum and pineapple?

Good. Okay, now you just think about it.

Lust after it.

Visualize it.

Taste it.

Can you see it?

Yeah. Now I want to see you see it.

Good, good.

Now, whenever this guy that you like is around, just sell how much you want him.

Let him know how much you lust after him with only your eyes.

He is your Malibu and pineapple, and you want to drink him.

Oh, yeah.

Jesse, I mean, Jason.

Yeah, that's his name, Jason.

He's so hot. There was a cute guy named Jason that came into the cream cup the

other day. Right after your bitch-ass sister threw her ice cream at me. She

did what?

Yeah, in front of the customers and the manager. She could have cost me my

career. I hate her. I know she's your sister, but... No, I understand, Chanel.

Trish can be pretty awful.

Sometimes she laughs at the gay jokes my dad makes towards me, even though she

doesn't know what it means. That cunt!

Oh, please.

She thinks she's better than everybody else, and she's not.

She'll see.

She will pay.

I'll make sure of it.

Once I inherit everything, I'll make her... move to the basement.

Alright, anyway, back to me.

So, once I get his attention, what next? Okay, after you get his attention, you

go in for the kill.

Say something like, hey man, you want to come over to my place for a beer? Men

love beer.

What if he says no?

Then think of something else. I don't know, get him to your house and get him

drunk. Then talk about your problems. You know how chicks don't put out.

Bros help bros, right?

Right.

Dad, what are you doing here?

Mr. Gable, can I help you? I came to visit your poor sweet mother.

Why would you want to see Mother Manly?

None of your business, fruit fly.

Lorraine, why did this have to happen to you?

Oh, God.

I feel so responsible.

Please. Please forgive me.

I've always loved you.

Please wake up so we can finally be together.

Everyone thinks you're so perfect, Trish.

How could I be the only one who sees what I fucking want?

Never look at Laura.

Look at how pretty Laura is.

Isn't Laura nice and smart?

We should invite Laura to the dance.

You know, I'd be pretty popular too if I screwed every boy in town.

What do we have here?

Oh, Trish.

Did somebody get a new cum rag to wear to prom?

Trish, what a beautiful dress.

Oh, thank you so much. Did you like it?

Yes, Trish. Where did you get it? The fucking dumpster.

Oh, that's so much better.

Thank you for helping me.

Fix my dress, Laura!

Oh, how about a sleeveless dress? I think it'll show off your beautiful

arms!

How can this be?

What's the meaning of this? Watch out for my nails!

You're taking Jesse Manley to prom? Oh, that.

I don't think he'll be up for it, if you know what I mean.

Besides, I'm wearing six-inch heels to prom, and I can't manage to use him as

an elbow prop all night.

I expect more.

So much more.

You can't go with him. You can't speak to him. Is that clear?

Geesh, what's up your butt?

I'm serious, Trish. Stay away from Jesse.

Or Elle.

Trust me, Bobby. You have nothing to worry about.

Come on, give it to me.

Come on.

Come on, man,

give it to me.

What the fuck are you doing? Come on.

They're all so colorful.

Can I help you?

I've got this one.

Oh, hi, Chanel.

I didn't know you worked here, too.

Well, we can't all afford plastic surgery like you, Trish.

So, are you thinking about moving anytime soon?

No, why?

Oh, I just thought since you've screwed every guy in town, it might be nice to,

you know, move somewhere new and try some new guys.

Someplace where you don't know everyone?

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

You're insane.

Oh, that's right. Walk away!

And for the record, Blaze doesn't want you.

He has taste.

He knows a cheap tramp when he sees one. Chanel, I won't be hurt by your pathetic

little lies.

I'm not lying, you stupid bitch!

How dare you!

You're just jealous because I won homecoming queen and you didn't. At

least I had a dress that fit.

Face it, Chanel.

There will always be the haves and the have-nots.

I have.

And no matter how many minimum wage jobs you get, you, my poor, poor,

poor friend, have not.

I'm not finished with you yet.

realize you were so heavy.

You really shouldn't eat so much.

I guess fighting lessons aren't cheap either.

Trish, this isn't funny.

I thought that was a children's game.

It's a matter of life or death, Laura.

Everything's life or death with you, BJ.

Obviously you're not mature enough to handle the inheritance.

What makes you think you're gonna get it?

Um, maybe the fact that I'm not a fucking freak?

Wow, Trish, what's the occasion?

Oh, it's for prom.

Daddy bought it for me.

I thought you already had a prom dress. What happened to that one?

Oh, that old thing?

I didn't really like it.

and told Daddy I just had to have it.

Well, it's Dunning.

Dunning, you always just want.

Bobby, this came for you. I don't know who it's from.

Do you think this small town whore is the killer?

Hmm. Stay tuned.

Drink it! It's awful!

Don't make me drink it!

You whore!

This is bad coffee!

Coffee doesn't have to be violent.

You should be drinking Debbie Rochon's Kill Devil Ruggle, brought to you by

Coffee Shop of Horrors.

Kill Devil Rumble, blending rum and caramel for the smoothest cup of coffee

you'll ever taste.

That's a good cup of coffee.

Previously on Helltown.

I didn't know you were into cars, Lana.

I'm into a lot of things, butch. Todd Hendricks, wasn't he Trisha's boyfriend?

It's none of your fucking business.

Oh, that's right, because fucking is your business.

You're taking Jesse Manley to prom?

I don't think he'll be up for it, if you know what I mean.

Chanel, I won't be hurt by your pathetic little lies.

I'm not lying, you stupid bitch!

It's a matter of life or death, Laura.

Everything's life or death with you, BJ.

I've always loved you.

Wait a minute. I know exactly what's going on here.

What's up, Harry?

Trish, ew!

You can't speak to him. Is that clear?

Don't you understand? I think I'm gay.

Come on, man. Give it to me.

Transformation is almost complete.

Soon I will steal her identity.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Lorraine Manley.

How very nice to meet you. My name is Mother Manley.

Oh, Father Gable.

Remember when you used to call me Lola?

Yeah, it's Lorraine. You're Lola.

Just to talk.

Just to talk.

You wanted to talk to me?

So, talk to me.

Stupid. Stupid.

So, what's up?

So, what's up?

What's on your mind?

Where were you?

None of your beeswax, trash.

Out of my room.

You know, it's all gonna catch up with you.

What is?

All of it.

Eating like a pig.

Acting like a pig.

Pretty soon you're gonna turn into a pig.

And all the lipstick in the world won't do you any good.

Well, this has been lovely, but... I'm off.

Volunteering again.

You're only pretending to be a goody two-shoes so that you can get your hands

on Daddy's inheritance.

But trust me, I'm not going to let that happen.

Mama, I have a confession to make.

I'm in love, Mama.

I'm in love.

I can't even explain it.

Just every time I look at her,

Like I've known her my entire...

You might think that I'm crazy.

Oh, but I swear I could hear

you talking to me when I was in juvie.

You spoke to me.

Things you told me to do.

Things, and I did them.

All of them.

I'm the man you wanted me to be,

Mama.

This is no way to live.

You don't want to be like this. Mama, how could you?

You want to be free.

You want to be free.

And I, I want you to be free.

I hear you, Mama.

you're doing what does it look like i'm doing you stupid slut you won't get away

with this watch me i've already gotten away with everything you killed all

those football players they stood in my way you are the leather jacket killer

and i won't let anybody stand in my way

Bobby, need a ride?

I'm really glad you showed up. I didn't think I'd be able to make it all the way

home.

See, I was just meeting your...

Thanks for the ride.

Please.

I won't.

Hell, anyone.

Nobody is going to stand in my way.

Laura, it's Bobby.

He's dead.

Don't be ridiculous, BJ.

Bobby didn't sleep with Trish. No, I just saw Butch Manley snap his neck like

a twig.

BJ, you're exaggerating.

Bobby's not that skinny.

His dead body is right out there on the lawn.

Oh, dead, dead, dead.

BJ, enough.

Butch Manley is the most decent, kind, loving boy this side of the track.

He wouldn't do that to our Bobby. We have to get out of here.

Butch Manley is the letter jacket killer. You're being ridiculous.

Butch is going to kill us. Come on.

Don't you ever say another bad word about Butch Manley.

That's the man I love and I intend to marry.

I've had it up to here with your lies.

I'm all ready to go.

What?

If you want to grab my suitcase for me, I'll get us a couple of beers from the

fridge. I know how you boys love beer.

Laura! What is it, lover?

I came for Trish.

Not for you.

No, you love me.

Remember?

No, I don't.

Yes, you do.

You love...

No, I really don't.

So what are you saying?

I love Trish.

But we're star-crossed lovers.

We're supposed to be together forever.

Laura, I do not want you.

At all.

You son of a comatose bitch.

you doing here?

I brought you something.

What is this?

Butch, these are covered in... Blood.

Trish, I'm the killer.

The letter jacket killer? Never mind, just take them.

Why are you bringing these to me?

Trish.

This is my gift to you.

Now, it can be just the two of us.

Now, there's nobody left to stand in our way. Nobody left to keep

us apart.

Now.

Oh.

Oh what?

I'm very flattered and it's sweet, but I just don't have feelings for you. That's

all.

What?

Yeah. I know a few years ago I lost one of my virginities to you, but I've moved

on, Butch.

Let's forget the past, Trish. Let's make a fresh start. I can't, Butch.

I won't be with you.

Oh.

Well, that's really not an option anymore.

Father!

Stop. She's your sister.

What? She's your sister.

Daddy, what are you talking about? Talking about?

Has everyone gone nuts? Butch, I am your father.

My father's dead.

I'm your real father, Butch.

22 years ago, your mother Lorraine and I had intercourse while your other father

was working late at my factory. She used to be such a beauty.

The most glorious bosom you've ever seen.

Thighs that trembled beneath my touch.

Lips that glistened as they wrapped around my... That's enough. Okay.

Wow.

I get it. My mom's hot.

Please forgive me, son. I had to do it.

When I found you and your sister in the 69 position that night at the drive-in,

I knew I had to do something, so I framed you for taking the money.

And I'm the reason you went to jail.

Please try to understand.

I was just trying to protect my family.

Father!

Father, wake up!

It's too late for him, Trish.

But it's not too late for us.

Not you too, Laura.

Come back, my love.

She did that to herself, actually.

She might have some mental problems.

Are you serious?

Is this really necessary?

It's just going to make things more difficult for you and for me.

none of that was necessary.

I thought I meant something to you. I thought

that you loved me.

You tormented me with the

prospect of love.

Because of you, I was taken

Because of you, I had years

of my life stolen from

me.

And now, to find out that you're my sister.

This is the only way.

No, Butch.

It doesn't have to be this way.

You stole my life.

Back away, you stupid bitch.

BJ, what's gotten into you?

It's always Trish, Trish, Trish. Trish is a dick. Trish is a dick.

You want to know what I think?

Trish is a bitch.

Finally paying attention to me.

I've been paying attention to everything that's been going on around here.

It didn't take me long to figure out that Butch was the killer.

All I had to do was stay out of the way while he picked you off.

One, bye.

BJ, what are you saying?

All I have to do is use Butch's knife to kill you, and I get away with

all of the inheritance.

Oh, this is about Daddy's money? I'll split it with you. I win, Trish. Not

you. I win.

Next time on Helltown.

Jesse, is that you? Don't you remember?

I'm Jimmy, Jesse's twin brother. I saw Butch stab my sister, so I shot him.

I didn't know what else to do.

It's Janelle.

She's alive.

That glory hole scene was something else, wasn't it? It was really one of my

favorites. Save that for later.

We haven't been able to find any more episodes of Helltown.

We have dug up many graves in the same cemetery, however.

We have exhumed over 20 bodies to no avail.

But what we have found is another series called Triple A Horror.

Episodes 1, 2, and 3, which we will be showing next week.

It takes place at a bar called the Side Cock Buffet, where they serve blood,

balls, and burgers.

Just don't break down.

Shots in Del Rio, Nova Scotia.

It's where the Inuits go for a good time.

So until next week, my hellions, this is Debbie Rashawn for

Twisted.