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In tonight's story, we return to the sleepy town of Amityville.

Home to many a story, many a movie, and a real-life tragedy, many already know.

However, tonight's tale is one like no other.

Why?

You may ask?

Because on tonight's episode, we are going to examine

the sad but true tale of the Amityville backpack.

It's your way to drive for a small one.

Mr. Backs, it's not my fault.

This folder is what I'm missing.

I'm sure there's somewhere.

Have we checked all the closets?

Under the desks, maybe in a final cabinet?

I swear.

I'll keep looking.

I'll stay after work.

I'll do extra hours, whatever it takes.

Another somewhere.

Come talk about a race.

I think I've been here long enough.

I mean, at the company at all.

I've been a loyal employee, haven't I?

Have I always tried?

Oh, he's not going to give me a race.

I'm not going to get anything.

I'll stay at the same spot.

At the same desk.

You can't trust me.

How do I keep losing things?

It's not that big of an office.

Is it me?

What's wrong with me?

No.

Sir?

With your boots?

You can walk in there.

You can just stand up tall.

You're going to knock in his door.

See, Mr. Backs, I deserve a race.

I deserve appreciation for all my time here.

Mr. Backs, this can be a chance.

No.

Sir, you finally here.

You haven't been on time any day.

This, we not getting your office.

We have a lot of work to do.

I don't know why in the world, it even hired you.

Come on.

I need some work out of you today.

We are way behind you or way behind you.

You just make me so, so upset that you can't ever get things right.

Luther, I don't know why in the world, I even hired you.

You know what you have to do today?

You need to get things done.

We have a deadline.

We have a big, big event.

I need you to work a lot better than you've been doing.

Oh, you make me so mad.

I don't know why in the world I even hired you.

Oh my goodness gracious.

Not easy being a boss.

With a guy like Luther working for you.

Can we talk about a raise?

I think I've been here long enough.

I mean at the company at all.

You want more money?

You want to raise?

You haven't been on time for the last month.

You're late on all your assignments.

You think I'm going to give you a raise?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You're lucky you even have a job here at this office.

Alright, yeah, give me a break.

Your name is Luther Boot.

The way you've been working, I ought to give you the Boot, Luther.

Long along time ago, you wouldn't have lasted five minutes.

People got here on time.

People worked on legitimate eight hours.

They made their deadlines.

Luther, you would be on the streets.

Way, way back.

When people knew how to work, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Why, and a fact, you're still here is beyond me.

Get to work, Luther, I need some deadlines met.

Luther is a loser.

Luther is a loser.

He is a devil.

Luther, the loser.

I should have hired my son.

Why I have him here is beyond me.

What a freaking loser.

This is it.

This is the answer to all my prayers.

I'm always losing things.

Well, not anymore.

Pack, you and I are going to go places.

We're going to be fast friends.

You'll see.

You're going to fix everything for me.

See, I got a problem with losing stuff.

You, that's where you, you come in and help me fix everything.

Oh, wait till you need my boss.

Oh, can he be a hard one.

Mr. Bags.

Sometimes Mr. Bags acts like an old bag.

If you know what I mean.

He says my biggest problem is that I lose everything.

You're going to help me in that department.

And wait till you need my girlfriend, Delilah.

Oh, she is something.

Well, it's not quite my girlfriend yet.

Oh, Delilah Fontaine.

She's the one for me.

Backpack.

I think you're really going to help me a lot.

You sure don't talk much.

You're kind of a quiet one.

Don't got much to say.

Pack got your tongue.

We'll get along just fine.

You're going to see.

I don't mess up as much stuff as people say I do.

That Mr. Bags can be.

He gets under my skin.

It's you and me power.

We're going to go all the places together because you're going to hold all my stuff.

You know something else.

You and Delilah got a lot in common.

When I saw her, boy, boy.

It's like when I saw you.

Me, you, Delilah Fontaine.

I think you could probably help me.

Maybe boost my confidence even and help Delilah be my girlfriend.

I think I've got everything.

I think I've got everything.

I think I've got everything.

I've got everything.

I've got everything.

I've got keys.

I've got my keys.

I've got my wallet.

I've got everything.

I've got everything.

Right lunch money?

What?

I've got all.

I've got my keys.

I've got my to do list of what?

What am I forgetting?

What am I forgetting?

I've got my phone.

I've got my wallet.

I've got everything.

There's a way for me.

I've got everything.

That's got everything, right?

I mean, if there's something I'm not remembering that I just don't need it.

Right?

What can I be forgetting?

Let's think.

Let's think.

Let's think.

Let's think.

Car keys.

Breakfast.

I already ate it.

Teeth.

I already brushed them.

Keys in my pocket.

Wallet of her pocket.

Okay, what else?

I've got my lunch money.

I've got my to do list.

I've got my pens.

I've got everything.

I've got my phone.

I've got it all.

Today's the day.

I don't forget a single thing.

Wallet of the backpack.

Maybe it was adjacent to where the back had to out.

Playing the hood, all the drill like sounds in all hours of the day.

One neighbour even claimed to see it bringing home

a female backpack in the wee hours of the night.

True or not, it out made this claim such as

this that keep the story alive and in the nings.

I've been Peter Sellers.

Thank you.

Oh... oopsie... oopsie... oopsie... where are you?

Here kitty kitty kitty.

Here kitty kitty kitty.

Oopsie... oopsie where are you?

Oopsie here kitty kitty.

Where'd you go?

Oh... oopsie... oopsie.

Is that okay?

Oh... I don't even want to dark her.

Oopsie... oopsie... oopsie... oopsie... oopsie...

Do you see?

See?

Are you there?

Oops, eh?

Oops, eh?

Oops, eh?

Oops, eh?

Where are you?

The heck are you?

We're taking away with it.

Look, it's such a loser.

You don't even have to wear a boat, I correctly.

Why are you always wearing long-sleeved shirts and sweaters?

It's the middle of summer.

Delilah, hi!

Oh, it's Luther.

Yeah, yeah, hi.

Yeah, I just wanted to tell you how excited I am for our date.

Well, I've got everything planned out.

It's going to be amazing.

Hold on, I got to tell you, I'm so excited.

You have no idea.

I think about you all day at work.

So where are you going to take me?

Are you ready?

I mean, you could take anything you want.

I figured we'd do hot dogs.

We've got go cards, got miniature golf, got bowling.

But you go see a movie, we can do that.

We get all the tokens you want, and then you give your tickets when you,

when you, when you, or you can play as many as you want.

They let you.

No, no, no, they let you as long as you have tokens.

You could play as many games as you want.

You went tokens and then you go up to the counter and you could redeem stuff.

You can get all kinds of prizes.

Yeah.

You can get anything you want.

Yeah.

You can get anything we've got there.

It's going to be amazing though.

Yeah.

They have pizza too.

So we could go there.

Ah.

Yeah.

What?

So if there are how much money are you going to spend?

How much am I going to spend?

What much do I need to?

I mean, I've got two months where the paycheck's all saved up.

I just want you to be happy.

Oh, you have no idea how much fun.

Look, their boots give me.

My parents are at home too.

You can't even see that.

So I was growing up.

Oh, we all go down to the Trident Theater.

We pile it into the kitchen wagon.

We've had them there for a good ol' pie.

And you know what?

Before the movies, there's a whole playground.

You could do anything you want.

And the snack bar.

There's so many snacks.

Even more than they got today.

It moves to the stores.

They have rocky road candy bars.

And then, Reese's peanut butter cups.

Reese's pieces.

They had ice cream.

They had popsicles.

They had popcorn.

I love extra butter and salt on my popcorn.

Oh my God.

And the size of that tub.

That the popcorn would be in was huge.

You have no idea.

Even bigger than the one.

Oh yeah.

Now in the walk in theaters.

And the hot tub room.

You have no idea.

Master.

Oh, I just so excited about it.

You have no idea how much fun we're going.

I have.

Oh.

And I got story.

So many stories to tell you.

Oh my god.

Keep you entertained all night.

You have no idea.

Even before the movie.

After the movie.

Even during the movie.

I'll tell you stories the entire time.

I'll tell you about my work.

About my car.

About growing up.

About all my hopes and dreams.

You have no idea.

The mind of Louder boots.

Deep.

I am deep.

I'm telling you.

And funny.

Oh my God.

I'm a card.

I am so much fun on a day.

You won't regret this.

I am so much fun.

Ask anybody.

Except Mr. Bag.

Louder.

I don't know why.

And there weren't even hired you.

That's my boss.

I'll tell you all about him.

I mean, I think about you all day long.

Well, not like that.

You know, like, or in a respectable way.

Louder.

Delilah.

I love you.

Come on over here.

Come on.

Louder.

Come here, plant what'll help me.

You're the only one for me.

All right, Delilah.

I'm going to go for it.

Delilah, you sure do smell funny.

Oh, Delilah.

You got any chapstick, your lips are dry.

I think this counts as first base.

What in the world?

One minute, I am dreaming about Delilah.

And I wake up and I'm kissing a backpack.

More.

Back.

All right.

You're over it again.

You're over it again.

Keys.

Lunchtime.

Thone.

Wallet.

Brush my teeth.

Come into my hair.

That's everything.

Mr. God.

Why I continue to have him here working at this office.

Louder is a loser.

He's the double L in my life.

The loser.

Louther.

Louther.

The loser.

If you had half a brain, he'd almost be dumb.

He has no brain.

Lord, why in the world I'm keeping Louther here, he's such a loser.

All day, if it's not one thing, it's another.

Problem problem problem problem.

Louther.

All I do with all day.

One problem after another.

Delilah.

I think it's time we go to lunch.

I think

it's time we go to lunch.

I haven't seen this before.

Looks pretty good.

One of who's it is.

Come on.

Maybe I left it here.

Come on.

Just a second.

Please.

Just my size.

It's nice.

Oh yeah.

Does this good out there?

Feels good.

Yeah.

It's all right.

I know who this is.

This belongs to me.

Oh, what was that?

Who is this?

This is mine.

Thank you.

Yeah.

What is that?

What is that?

I don't get paid enough for this.

Oh.

This back makes sucks.

I gotta get this off.

Oh.

Lord, Lord, help me out here.

Oh.

I beat you.

Who's beat now?

Guess who's stuck him here.

Well, I go outside.

Oh.

What a load of crap.

It's so stupid that I can't believe I'm actually taking time on this podcast to

talk about it.

Amityville backpack.

I mean, just think about that name.

Think about what people are claiming happened with it.

It's stupid.

The fact that so many people believe it is astounding.

The story about the Amityville backpack is many things.

One of which being is not true.

It's one thing.

It's another.

Luther, it's about time you got here.

Be careful.

Please go under the caution tape.

You see the caution tape is up.

You will believe this.

Our maintenance man was killed at lunch today.

So go under the caution tape.

Please.

Thank you for getting here almost on time.

Luther, try to put a decent days work in today for me.

Would you please?

We have a lot to do.

The only thing really, Luther, I like about you is your backpack.

That's about it.

Your backpack, Luther.

That's all I like about you.

Luther, are you doing anything yet?

I don't hear anything.

I don't hear papers rustling.

I don't hear your computer being typed on.

Please, Luther.

Try to get some work done.

Thank you.

What a loser.

What a loser.

I got a bad worker in Luther.

I got a maintenance man that died at lunch today.

I've got to continue with all this.

Life is too short for Luther and a dead maintenance man.

And a backpack that Luther is.

That's the only thing I like about him.

I should have hired my son.

What a day.

That Mr. Bags.

Ooh, he gets under my skin.

Mr. Bags.

Why do I put up with that knit whip?

Thanks for going to put a bag over my head.

He's not going to ruin my week.

He is so mean to me.

He doesn't even see how hard I try.

Got one thing.

To the date.

To Lyla.

I've got to Lyla.

Oh, sweet to Lyla.

He has no idea.

The date I have.

Mr. Bags.

Ooh, you make me so mad.

You call me in Luther?

Not this time.

Luther is the winner because I got to Lyla.

Because this time Mr. Bags, you're the loser.

And guess what else?

You're fired.

Because I guess what?

Don't lie.

Don't lie.

She's all I can think about.

And not just thinking about it.

I get to call her because it's date 90.

This can't be.

It's impossible.

This is a joke.

Do Lyla?

How could you do this?

There must be so much stake.

This is a mistake.

This can't be.

This can't be.

This can't be.

Little sticks.

This can't be.

This isn't happening to me.

This isn't happening.

No!

No!

No!

No!

It's impossible.

It can't be.

It can't be.

This can't be.

Of course.

Luther.

Luther.

How could this happen to me?

The Lyla.

I can't believe you.

The Lyla.

Could you ever love somebody like me?

The Lyla.

Could you ever love somebody like me?

The Lyla.

The Lyla.

Could you ever love somebody like me?

Did you?

Oh, the Lyla.

How could you do this?

All right, the Lyla.

All right, the Lyla.

Now, you might think Luther boots is a pushover.

I can guarantee you Mr. Luther boots is no pushover.

With that being said, I am going to take you to task right now.

I'm going to ask you one final time.

And after that, I mean, all bets are off, okay?

All bets will be off.

Now, you get to make a choice right now.

A fairytale wedding someday.

Flowers, a picket fence.

Or.

Or.

A life of sadness and regret.

When you turn me down, that's what you've got waiting for you.

Now, I'm not going to give you a day.

You're not getting 24 hours.

You're not getting half a day.

I'm telling you right now.

I want an answer.

And I deserve an answer.

Really nice thing.

Someone good.

He didn't want these too.

What a day.

What a day.

I am so mad.

What a week!

What a week!

Mr. Bags on me as you draw the line up.

I have got it.

Give the line one more chance.

Give her a chance to make a take up.

Wait, wait, where am i?

Why do you answer?

It's the line up!

Goodbye.

After all this?

No answer.

No answer from my delight.

I have had it up to hear with her.

First, Mr. Bags.

What?

What is going wrong?

It's like everything's crumbling around me.

I thought I was going to get organized.

Mr. Bags would give me a raise.

He'd give me more responsibility.

And now that's fallen into pieces, I thought I was going to be organized.

I thought I was going to revolutionize everything with him and be a hero.

Here.

Put it up the lilac.

I was supposed to be a hero.

Everything is fallen apart.

I tried so hard to do everything you want to do.

Everything in general, it should do for somebody they want to want to deal with.

And now, no date night and no answering the phone.

What in my life has changed to put me in this predicament I'm in today?

What single element has been added in to my life to make me crazier?

You.

Back.

I've been you've been the one thing that was supposed to

fix and organize everything and loot their boots as life.

Remember?

I saw you.

We talked.

We had a heart to heart.

We told you everything about my life.

We told you about Mr. Baggs.

I told you about the lilac and you were supposed to fix everything.

Three.

Fixing everything.

That was you and you have been pulled your weight.

Look at you.

You've been no help at all.

You haven't done a single thing right?

Have you realized that?

Some helper organized you are.

I should have left you and I could have left you there.

You have done nothing.

The organizer, the fixer, what you were supposed to be has blown up in my face.

I think.

I think it's time for you to go.

You're the problem.

And what do you do with the problem?

You get rid of it.

Luther, do you really think a woman like Delilah

Fontaine is ever going to give you the time of day?

I mean, look at you.

You have no style, no money.

And you drive what looks like a clown car.

I mean, no offense.

But if I get served, you have loser written all over you.

Hello, we have a day here.

All right, let's see what we got to do today.

What's that black backpack doing in the office?

That's Luther's.

Are you kidding me?

Luther gave me something?

You know, maybe I was too hard on Luther.

Look at it.

He gave me his backpack.

How bad can this guy be?

I'm a man of second chances.

Maybe I'm going to give him a second chance.

He was pretty nice to give me that backpack.

You know, if I have to admit it, he's kind of been like a son to me.

Maybe a wayward son that's come home, but Luther's been like a son to me.

Thank you, Luther, for that backpack.

You know, maybe I quit calling him a loser.

I'll just start calling him Luther.

Luther gave me his backpack.

Yes, the trouble I've given him.

Oh my goodness.

Yeah, that's Luther's okay.

Very nice.

Well, this is a very very nice backpack.

Luther gave me his favorite backpack to me.

And I've been so hard on him.

Thank you, Luther.

Yeah, fine.

And I think it's going to fit, too.

Yep.

Oh, yeah, nice feeling good.

Very nice.

Very nice.

I'm dying.

I should have hired my son.

I'm amazingly, as the body count started to rise, Luther,

the man who bought the backpack at a local garage sale.

Never seemed to notice any odd coincidences.

One would think, but the body's literally dropping dead all around him.

Mr. Boots will have at least been curious about these goings on.

Apparently, it didn't even end his mind until it was too late.

Hey Carl.

What's going on?

I'm going to be working remotely.

I'm at the office right now packing up a few things.

You didn't hear?

My boss was killed the other day.

Yeah, the maintenance guy, too.

There's been two murders here.

I don't know.

They're not really telling us, but I'm just putting together some stuff.

I can work from home.

Yeah.

It's really crazy.

There's no information on it.

Yeah, no, they're not telling us anything.

Now, they're sending everybody home.

Just told them to come in and grab a few things and bring our computers home.

Yeah, I mean, for how much I didn't like Mr. Bags, he's gone now.

No, I'm not a suspect.

No.

No, Carl, I'm not a suspect.

Carl, you watch way too much TV.

Now, there's some yellow tape.

There's just been some people snooping around and some detectives, but nothing else.

Yeah, and now, just taking some of the essentials, you know, some of the stuff I

have to have, you know, some of the big accounts, some paperwork, you know,

those kind of things.

And my stapler, a few markers.

I think it's an ongoing investigation.

I haven't said anything.

Yeah, I don't know what this could be, but

I'm getting out of here sooner or the better.

Yeah, I'll see you this weekend.

Okay.

Goodbye.

Look sir, what are we watching?

This is my favorite show.

And you guys there.

The show was on 40 years ago.

And it's still on now.

It's not that funny.

This is my favorite show.

It's not even a comedy!

You might be the only person watching this.

You ever think about getting a bigger TV?

Why?

I mean, Luther, this is like...

This literally, if a screen was any smaller, wouldn't exist.

I think it's perfect.

I don't know.

What about the place that you're staying in?

Try it.

I shouldn't let people talk to you.

My place for trauma?

Oh, I mean, now you don't want to like, something a little bit bigger?

No.

You couldn't have moved in.

I mean, carry me out in extra room.

Now I wanted my own place out of my own.

You like sharing a toilet with eight other people?

Hey, it's not so bad.

You're telling me that size TV that doesn't bother you.

No, maybe three or four feet away from it.

If you were bigger, you could lay back on the bed.

That's just fine.

You want something to drink?

Well, I do, but you probably only have water, so no.

I'll maybe go out later and get something.

Mooter, can I change the channel?

Sure.

What are you doing?

What's the matter with you?

What?

What?

Nothing.

This way sucks.

You have a small support with the crappiest TV,

and you're back at just trying to strangle me.

The backpack?

Yes.

The backpack.

What's the matter with you, Luther?

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

You're not doing this to me.

Nothing of you.

Nothing of you.

Nothing of you.

Nothing of everything.

I'm going.

Goodbye.

I brought you a water.

Drink it.

It was bad, not backpack.

What's the matter with you?

It was a bad or a waste of time.

Why would you have that?

You feel like

it?

This backpack had enough.

I threw it away.

It came back.

Carl says it tried to kill him.

There's no way.

It's impossible.

It's absolutely completely, totally impossible.

Oh, this backpack.

I've got a backpack.

It costs so much trouble.

Maybe I can... maybe I can search and try to find some information on it.

I threw it away.

There's no way it's coming back and trying to kill Carl.

It's impossible.

Maybe I can do some research.

Maybe I can search on the internet for this backpack and find out what's going on.

The internet.

That's what I'm going to do.

The

backpack is from a house in Amityville.

People thought the backpack was a killer, so they gave it away.

And I bought it from a garage sale.

Man, all of this research is made me thirsty.

I'm going to take care of that.

Oh, I am so tired.

I didn't get awake asleep.

I'm doing research online.

Let's take it back.

Where's that weird friend?

No, he didn't kill me.

Somebody help me.

Somebody help me.

My backpack is trying to kill me.

Somebody help me.

Carl!

For once my life, I'm not gonna be scared.

I'm not gonna be scared.

I was saving those for the Lila.

I'm not gonna be scared.

I'm not gonna be scared.

I'm not gonna be scared.

I'm not gonna be scared.

Pooopsie!

Pooopsie, is that you?

Pooopsie!

Pooopsie!

Pooopsie!

Pooopsie!

Oh, my Pooopsie!

I love you.

In most cases, the out of this world, the

amazing true story of the Amityville backpack.

In fact, some of the Amityville still claim that if the wind is chill,

and the hills are still, you can hear all of them in the distant countryside,

the sound of random drills.

And others may change, but you can still hear screams as well.

Pooopsie!

Pooopsie!

Pooopsie!