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(Explosion in the distance)

(Heavy Breathing)

(gunshots in the distance)

(continuous explosions)

(Sound of man urinating)

The hell Jack, pissed on me?

You did this, you bastard!

Bust down my dream

with another ham.

(Yelling from across the field) Hey, Johnny red,

We’re eating cake

over here for dessert.

Even the rats

are getting fat.

Come over here

and get you some.

Y'all just seen the rest

of your dead brothers

laying out in this fields.

All.

Keep their heads down.

(Gunshots fire)

I'm coming,

Jackie boy.

You're not going

to believe it.

I got us some meat.

(Ominous music swells)

(Fire crackles)

Jackie.

Smell that?

No, no,

I know where you got

that meat.

I can't let you do it.

It's against all.

(Gun Cocks)

(Meat sizzles)

(Sighs)

(THinking) We're going

to burn in hell for this.

( Upbeat Classical music begins playing)

(Thunder Rumbles)

(Lighting Cracks)

(Birds sing)

(cars rush by)

(footsteps approach)

(music fades)

(ring calls out)

(Ominous music begins)

(Whispers) What is that?

(Footsteps retreat)

(music rises)

(car races past)

(coughing and breathing heavy)

(ominous music stops abruptly)

(sirens ring)

Raylene, get over here!

(Thinking to Herself) Oh, not again.

Up against the car.

Chad, what in the hell

are you doing? Settle down,

I need to ask you

a few questions.

You are such a scummy pig.

I'm just doing what

I need to do

to protect myself.

Make sure you don’t have any weapons.

Weapons?

The one on your

belt, big man.

Why are you running?

Why are you all wet?

And where are your shoes?

Is it against the law

to run wet with no shoes?

All depends

on what you're running from,

I guess.

Maybe I'm running from you.

Or maybe I'm running

from the poser killer

You can't seem to catch.

You getting it.

This cops a racist.

Where'd you get that ring?

Why are you still

wearing that stupid ring?

Where's the baby Ray?

The baby has a name.

Her name is Nina,

And Nina's with Kate.

And it's none

of your business anyway

Detective Buel.

she's only your business.

Sunday afternoons, 12 to 4.

That's what you

wanted, right? 28. 29.

First name

Raylene.

He's hitting me around.

Took my shoes.

Yeah, Yeah, thats her.

That's it,

Post this.

Why do you treat your man

that way?

He's not,

He's not my man.

He's a bad cop.

And your baby's daddy.

You can go.

Go on.

Before I change my mind.

Unbelievable.

(Neighboorhood kids taunt)

I’m barefoot in

my own neighborhood!

I got the baby to sleep.

Where'd you get that ring?

I just found it out

there, buried in the dirt.

You know,

I almost just

got hit by a car.

It could be a real ruby

Antique.

Definently Gold.

It’s Bent up.

But I like the red stone.

All right,

It doesn’t matter if it’s bent.

No?

I bet you get a lot of money

at a pawnshop.

Like, maybe I could go

on vacation?

It just

feels good on my finger.

I'll be back in a few.

Where are you going ray?

You know

you can't be all day.

I've got work tonight.

I'm Joan T. Curtis,

reporting live from news

12 in Perryville.

There's been

a string of homicides

in Perry County,

which the FBI says has been

classic copycat murders

spanning nearly 150 years.

Poser killer

victims are always

posed in themes with props

adorned

as if the victim were alive

and active.

Very chilling.

Gabe. Raylene.

(Phone rings)

Hello?

What's going on over there?

I saw

a ghost

or something in the spring.

How's my baby?

Fine,

She's watching

T.V. right now.

What are you talking about?

What's spring?

In the spring,

You know,

the one in the woods?

I saw a ghost or something,

A spirit,

I don't know what.

(Ominous Music begins) You losing mind

or something?

Smoking crack today?

Smoking crack today?

(over phone) Raylene can you hear me? Sh, I hear something.

(Door creaks open)

(Distant haunting noises and screams)

(Ominous Music pauses)

You're a freaking

racist, Gabe.

I came here for music Raylene,

Not your politics.

Cut the crap, Raylene.

Just sing.

(Drum sticks click)

(car pulls up)

(radio chatters)

(Camera clicks)

There she is

Just as we found her.

She doesn't even look

dead, does she?

Is there anyone else around?

Look at the way she set up.

It's got to be

that poser killer

making her look like

she's driving.

It's horrifying

Sir.

I mean, that poser

killer has got to be stopped.

(Ominous music builds)

(water rushes around)

(Horse whines)

(haunting girl screams out)

(Horse whines)

Oh, you load,

you filthy beast!

You stupid little rascal!

Move your mangy carcass!

How about a taste of this?

quit hitting him

like that.

Oh!

Come on, move it!

(Whip Cracks) Come on, move it!

(Horse Whines) Come on.

How about a taste of this?

(Whip cracks) quit hitting him

like that.

(Horse cries) You’ll only make things worse.

This Ole pig

is just infuriating at times.

All right, listen,

you mind your manners,

and that potty mouth.

(ominous music continues)

Move it,

you jackass!

(Horse snarls)

(trotting approaches)

You gave me such a fright.

I barely even recognize you

in that Get up.

This Ole beast here refuses to give

his quarter.

to big for his britches

I suppose.

Oh, yeah.

You're gonna get yours

now, you old cuss.

(flesh is punctured)

(grunts)

When you're hungry,

You'll do anything.

(trotting slows to a stop)

Oh.

You got the sausage?

Come on, boy, let's go.

(Chatters at horse)

(door swings open)

(spits)

Phidora wants these two butched

and cubed.

As soon as we can.

Tonight, maybe.

For a big sausage run.

And we need to get rid

of that Cassandra girl.

She's getting too old.

She's not drawing the gents

like she used to.

(laughs loudly)

Uncle Bo, you are a gal

sneaker for sure.

I am proud to have you

as my friend.

You could take her for

your own for a while.

But don't leave any marks.

Wouldn’t want that provost marshal

sniffing around.

Well, maybe

you can put some of them

dead berries in her tea.

Hey,

how's that sweet, tasty

little lacy girl doing?

I'm gonna

give me a pinch of that.

Haha.

don't you go

and get any ideas

for yourself.

Them macaroons for you

Bo.

If I catch you doing other.

I will cut your

jingling Johnny off

and put it in inventory.

I ain't messing.

I'm here to speak with Major

from the buells place.

Ain't you?

why don’t I see what you got

underneath that dress?

Maybe I'll go

take you to see the major

later.

Cool.

Liuetenent

What the hell

do you think you're doing?

Get this woman up.

Get her up!

You get your ass

back to your post.

I'll deal with you later.

Miss, I'm truly so sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

It is Lacy, right?

I saw Jonas

buel kill a woman.

That’s a very serious charge ma’am.

I didn't see him kill her.

But I was around the corner

and I saw him

cutting on her body.

And he left her

in the street.

Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

And I have reports of

any murders last night?

No, sir.

quiet Last night.

Well,

maybe it hasn't happened yet.

I know it sounds crazy, but.

(Lacy’s stomach growls)

Sorry I guess

I'm hungry.

(Classical music being playing)

Doesn't it,

bother you?

What do you mean?

I'm not really sure

what you're getting at,

but I'm

just a glorified policeman,

middle of nowhere,

So nothing bothers me.

No, they're.

They're just jealous.

The ladies,

they wish for your figure and

the gents.

They just wish.

Major,

That is the most

interesting ring.

I can tell you about the ring

and Perryville.

The dead and dying.

Both arms were blended in

inextricable confusion.

(Music fades out) Hey, blue bellies,

you're hearing me.

What you want?

I'm kind of busy right now.

Think you gonna starve us out eh?

What you talking about?

We ain't real hungry

at the present.

but When this fight is over,

we're gonna eat y’all up.

What did you say?

I says we're gonna cut you up

and feast on your carcasses

When we finish, you.

You, sir,

are a liar and a coward.

And I'm going to shoot you

right in your tracks

the moment I see your face,

you cannibal dog.

Let's lay it on, boys.

(Gunshots and explosions intensify)

(Gun fires)

(Man breathes heavily)

(Object approaches)

(Loud, intensense explosion)

(Intense classical Music begins)

Clusters.

Dead rebels.

Layers on layers.

Three advances.

Take our earthworks.

(Distant Explosions continue)

You know, I was sorry

the second I did it.

(Gun fires)

I shouldn't

have done it.

(Intense Music fades)

He was my friend.

He died for me.

You are a

treacherously handsome

Young woman.

(classical piano fades)

(Birds chirp and sing)

Everybody wants my ring.

(Somber music begins)

Who'd you steal this from?

You're going to

give me that ring.

(Gunshot fires)

(Doorknob rattles)

Lacey, are you in there?

(Somber Music fades) Why is this door locked?

We don't have

any locked doors

in this house.

You need to get

your little ass dressed,

And downstairs.

We have a job

to take care of.

(Footsteps descend)

(finger snaps)

Saudee,

Over here.

Our little Tina wants

to leave

the comfort of our family

and head off on her own.

I guess she's forgotten

the royal treatment

she's received

while living under the Buel

family crest.

Hold her down.

I didn't do anything.

No.

Stop!

No! Please!

Please. Please. Please!

Please! Let go of my arms.

Please. Please.

Please! No!

I didn't try to leave.

No! Yes!

No, I didn't stop.

No.

Oh, boy.

Oh, look at that.

there You go.

Ain’t that Nice?

You gonna look like a little boy.

They’re

gonna call you peckerwood.

If you run off again.

It's going to be

more than your hair

I cut off.

You'll always be my property

while you're breathing

on this earth.

I don't care

what old Abe

or any other carpet baggin

Republican says.

Major, please keep your seat.

Sorry to keep you waiting,

but you know what they say,

Pleasure before business.

This is my stepson,

Jonas Buel.

He's the proprietor

of the Buel Meat Company.

The master of the house

is out on business.

Damn.

Great to meet you, major.

You have a lovely

home, ma'am.

Thank you. Tea was

Just fine.

Okay.

Well, just,

What is your business here?

I'm the new

provost marshal

for this part of the state.

Yes. We heard.

It seems

we do not have a copy

of your loyalty oath

to our union on file.

Major, you can stuff-

(Intense Classical music fades in) step mother.

We need not sign

an oath

to our American Constitution.

We've always held

our constitution

in high regard.

But this Republicanized

13th amendment.

We can't go with it.

Sorry to say.

I suspect

most of the girls here were

your property at one time.

Slavery is gone forever.

Now I'm here

to ensure reunification

and all its laws.

Former slave owners, or not.

There will be

severe penalties

for abuse of anyone,

especially ex-slaves.

Well. Look around.

None of our girls

are mistreated.

They're free to leave

whenever they want.

They seem well fed.

I'll give you that.

The war's over,

and you're no longer

masters of brothel slaves.

If you hurt, whip

or kill any slave,

you will be convicted

just as if it were a white

lady. It's a hanging offense.

Feel free to visit us again

soon.

Now, we don't normally let

carpet bagging Yankees

defile our girls,

but I'd make an exception

in your case.

That is, if you like girls.

Ma'am.

Should come over

for dinner sometime.

Our Sara makes

(Music fades out) a fabulous roast.

(Piano begins)

(Children applaud)

Well you are a

fascinating creature.

I don't see what you see

in my father.

Why, Jonah,

Lest you forget,

your father bought me

an sister sonnet fair

and square

to do as he pleased.

Maybe I could buy you.

Why, Jonas,

You are a lady

killer for sure.

But buy me.

I'm no longer for sale.

And even if I were,

you couldn't afford it.

My dad is not going

to be around forever,

you know.

He's healthy as a horse.

He could be

master of this house

another 40 years.

Maybe.

Why Jonas,

I think

you got me in the mood

to come and wash your socks.

It's been over a week

since you washed my socks.

When exactly

is that going to be?

Now, Jonas,

it's time you get to work.

We're low on meat.

You and your old daddy.

I swear

I have to do

everything around here

myself.

Use this.

What is this?

I had it special.

Made in Paris,

just for myself.

Anyway, it's new

and I need it broke in.

Now just do as I say.

It's like a hen

pecking mother.

Jonas,

you say the darndest things.

But you better keep your ears

out of this little sis.

Or I’ll be hunting you next.

You got a rump on you.

Mama.

What's a lady killer?

Oh,

it just means a man

who keeps his family fed

is all. Well why

You want to wash his socks?

Oh,

(Piano plays soflty)

Excuse me, sir.

You dropped something.

Why,

How truly kind of you.

What a blessing you are.

How could I ever repay you?

Well,

I think I have something

right here.

A knife?

That's right.

(Flesh slices)

I just thought

I'd try to hold it

in my cheeks.

You know what

I'm trying to

cut it into pieces

It’s so good.

Good morning, ladies.

Good morning.

Morning.

I'm

sorry. You couldn't possibly

be my sister.

Oh,

(Girls laugh and giggle)

Lacey.

Are you hungry?

Always willing to pass up

a good piece of meat.

(Girls chatter and laugh)

(Vegetables split into piece)

Oh, don't they know

Nothing anymore.

Look here child, I’m a Mulatto.

My mama

Was a slave

from full blood Africa.

My daddy was her

White master.

I’m Half and half.

Miss Phidora

quarter

They only have one

fourth African black

and all the rest white.

But they still slave.

Master Buel bought

miss Phidora

about 15 years ago now,

up into Saint Louis.

Brought off

down here and married

like she was a

real white girl.

I sure wish

I had your perky

little titties

Maylee.

Master hung a bunch of damage

from the neck.

Gave a silky chest.

She didn't like nobody

knowing she was once slave.

That's why she's

so mean to you and Tina.

You being more

white than her and all.

Enough of all this yapping.

Go to the cellar and get me

that big piece of meat.

Can you determine the

cause of death?

Cause of death?

Well,

someone cut her to pieces

took a large

chunk of meat from her rump,

and I suspect

is eating it right now

as we speak.

Ain't

none of this start happening

until you all came around.

Lieutenant, lift that dress.

Put it away.

Who set her up

like she was knitting?

I've seen terrible things

in the war.

Grey belly, dogs eat each other.

I've never known a union boy

take to eating

the flesh of another man before.

I can understand

as to what drives a

body to do such thing.

But here,

Place like this,

It's just more

than I can sit.

You best

remember your place,

little girl.

I can

kill you as quick as a cat

Sucks the breath

out of a baby.

Whenever I please.

For heaven's

sakes.

I've told you 500 times.

Let the help carry their own.

Leave her

Be!

Oh!

Ooh!

She'll be watching

your every move.

Now that you've been caught

with master Buel.

He took a liking to you.

And he chased this one

and that one.

He'll be after

them all the time.

And then that's

when the girls get sick,

Or fall down the stairs or.

Or eat poisoned berries.

It's best

if he comes to call in

that you just let

him have his way.

It only lasts

for a few seconds anyhow.

(Suspeseful music begins)

Make the picture

a little

more comfortable

to hold the pose.

Tilt your head up there.

There you go.

And you

look straight in the lens.

Apples, hold

those.

Now, very good.

All right.

Hold on.

Hold. That's good.

Hold it right there.

That's it.

Hold on.

Very good.

(water drips gently)

Look at this.

Look at that picture.

Oh my lord.

Who is this tender

young thing you have here?

Meet, miss Luciana

Longtree.

She came to our doorstep

selling apples.

Oh, well, my dear,

If you'll just follow me

back to the kitchen,

I'll pick out five apples

so I can make

the master of the house

something sweet for dessert.

Come on.

I'm going to fix you up.

(Knives chop and clatter)

You know, Tina,

you remind me of why

friends are so

important in life.

I mean,

I really admire how

you always swing like

you didn't care.

Never worry

about how you look or what

others think of you.

I'd give anything for that.

I always considered

you a friend

or even a daughter.

I really did

well till you

Turned on me like a rattler.

And as much as I admire

your independent spirit,

I just can't reason

why you would go

and tear out

my charitable heart.

Now you go on.

Clean all this up.

Get those rags out

to the ash pit.

Then get all this sausage to Sara

to get prepared.

And take those

goddamned apples upstairs.

I'm making a pie.

(Door slams shut)

Jonas,

That you?

You want to see

me, stepmother?

Have a seat.

What have you been doing?

Huntin.

Workin.

Where's your daddy?

He ran off to Springfield.

He says he’s gonna run

for governor or something.

It’s like he don’t know his head,

from a hole in the ground.

You see what

got wrote in the paper today?

What?

November 2nd, 1870.

Your shadow of dread

has fallen over,

Perry County.

Where a fiend stalks

the night,

leaving behind

a trail of death.

Staged in macabre displays.

Victims

arranged in grotesque,

lifelike poses.

Dubbed the Poser killer

by this writer.

The horror began in September

when Miss Eliza Thornton,

a schoolteacher,

was found in an alley,

posed as if reading a book,

her hands clutching

a volume of poetry.

Her eyes fixed in

a vacant stare.

A single candle

burned beside her,

though she had been dead

for hours,

her neck

bruised from

the strangulation

with her left

buttocks missing.

Provost Marshal, Major

Gould,

vows to bring

the poser killer to justice.

“He's toying with us,

making a mockery of life

itself”, Gould declared.

“Nightly patrols

have doubled, yet

the killer or killers

remain at large,

their motives as mysterious

as his macabre displays.

I suspect cannibalism.”

Maybe you ought to

stop posing your corpses.

maybe lay low for a bit.

Well,

at least I don't dress up

in my daddy's old

rebel uniform

stabbing girls with swords.

Well,

I wasn't able to

fight in the war

because of my ailment.

You and your ailment.

We all got our druthers.

I suppose we do.

I suppose we do.

(Horse whines)

(Woman cries out)

(Sinister music fades out)

(Upbeat classical music begins)

(Machine whirs)

And Nina's with Kate.

And it's none

of your business

anyway, Detective Buel.

She's only your business.

Sunday afternoons, 12 to 4.

Here is a listing

of all of the slave

holdings of the Buel family.

There.

Oh,

I'm getting ready to close.

Did you need anything copied?

No.

No, thanks.

You scared me.

Sorry.

(Upbeat Classical music builds.)

(Lacy coughs up water)

What's going on here, girl?

I don’t know.

I traveled through time.

I can't hear you. Speak up.

It's the ring.

It's magic.

Yeah, that's a

fine looking ring.

(Lacy grunts and struggles)

Oh.

You gonna

give me that ring.

You gonna give me that ring.

Then we are gonna

dance.

Fine, Little thing.

You want to eat some dirt?

You want eats mud?

Give me that ring.

Give me that ring

Lacy.

(Gun cocks)

You get off her,

master Jonas,

or I swear

I'll blow your head

to Sunday.

Well, I hear you, Violet,

but I'm just helping this

pretty young lady.

She says she has a ring

that can travel

to the future

from our spring.

I don't care what she says.

You gonna leave her be.

Oh,

well, that is a pretty ring.

Where'd you find it, anyway?

You mind your business.

That's her property.

Are you going to go on?

Unless you want I to tell

Provost marshal

about all this.

All right.

I'm going bye.

But you gonna owe me for that rifle.

shares outstanding here.

I'm going to get mine.

And you won't see me

coming.

Well,

I'll see you soon.

Lacy, girl,

are you all right?

That sure is a pretty ring.

What?

Let's get you out of those

wet rags.

You can wear my kit.

Where'd you get this ring?

(Suspenseful music builds)

(Footsteps move away)

(Violet kisses the ring)

(Water splashes)

(Suspenseful music fades out)

(Water sloshes and splashes)

(Eerie music rings in)

(Cars rush by on the Highway)

(jets rumble overhead)

(Door creaks open)

Who’s in here?

Leave me alone.

What’s going on?

Stay away

Master Buel.

Don't hit me!

I'm cutting through

the park now.

Come on, child,

You're shivering.

Let's put this on you and-

No, you leave me alone.

No! Shut your fucking mouth.

(Hammer drops)

(Raylene Screams)

Gabriel?

Oh my God!

What happened to you?

(Grunts)

Is that a hammer?

Do you want me to pull it out?

Oh!

Oh my God.

AH. Ugh.

(Gabriel gurgles and coughs up blood.)

(Phone rings off the hook)

Hello,

Gabriel.

Yeah, I believe he's

in the garage.

Gabriel, phone.

Gabriel.

I don't know where he is.

Can I have him call you?

(Footsteps recede)

(Upbeat Classical music begins abruptly)

She's

always fighting Gabriel

For that auto collection

we got in our back garden.

So that's how it went

down, right?

Look, there she is.

Right there.

Raylene,

Don't you go anywhere.

We need to talk.

I'm not going anywhere

but home.

Dude, let me ask the questions,

okay?

You know she's your ex.

Yeah, man., I gotcha. Okay.

Yesterday morning,

I saw you running down

the road

as I was headed

to a murder site.

Do you really think

I killed someone

over some junk car?

Well, did you?

I'm not going anywhere

with you two.

I'll answer any questions

you have right here.

I have to pick up Nina soon. You know that.

Turn around Raylene.

This is bullshit, Chad.

Two tight.

That's tight, two tight.

Chad.

Loosen them a bit Ben.

I have a whole finger in.

Still too tight. Ah!

Raylene, you know the drill.

We have to cuff you

to ride in the car.

You'll be more comfortable

at the station.

No. I'm not.

No, I'm not going anywhere

with you Bastards.

Calm down raylene.

Ah! Shit.

You alright?

I guess I should have never

shown her

how to get out of handcuffs.

We need to get after her.

Come on.

Come on

Raylene.

This shit's getting old.

We just want to talk to you.

Raylene

Come on

Raylene.

We're not going to hurt you.

We're the good guys.

Alright, let's split up.

You head upstream.

We’ll meet back here

in 30 mikes.

All right, but

I'm not doing this

shit all night.

Yeah. 30 mikes.

30 mikes.

What?

Oh.

It was,

It was just like you said.

There was a man.

A man attacked me, and I'm,

I'm sure I killed him.

And there was wagons

without horses and

flying carriages and.

But

it was, Lacy I-

I'm,

I'm sorry.

(Somber music rises)

Magenta.

Wetter, please.

I said

wetter, wetter.

Oh!

Dummy!

(Loud footsteps approach)

Lacy, please open up.

Hello? Please let me in.

What for?

I need to talk to you,

Please. What for?

Just let me in.

I need your help.

I don't

know what you want me to do.

I just need you to help me

get out of here.

Please.

Hello?

Is anyone here?

What do you want?

Take that hat

off in the house of God.

Who are you?

My name is Lacey

and this is Tina.

And she's being mistreated.

Can you help us?

Of course

My child.

Come on.

Come.

You go on.

Get out of here!

Slaves,

submit yourselves

to your masters.

With all respect.

Not only

to those who are good

and considerate,

but also to those

who are harsh.

Peter 2:18.

That's a fitting

Verse pastor.

(Dark music seizes the room)

Thank you, Pastor Evans.

I can handle it from here.

Get on up from there, girl.

May God have mercy

on your soul, child.

Oh, and, Pastor Evans,

I almost forgot.

Jackson

wanted me to tell you

that our Sarah

is going to bring you

something real special

this evening.

He knows you

like a good roast.

(Dark music fades into classical Piano)

I think we need something

special for dinner tonight.

What do you

think, Tina?

(Classical Piano fades out)

Hmm.

(Fire crackles.)

Now, Tina,

why did you have to go

and ruin things

with the missus?

You had it made in the shade,

and now I have to clean up

this mess.

Slaves

submit to your masters.

(Tinas Heartbeat starts to shallow)

(Tinas heart stops pounding)

Someday

the world will be divided

into two classes.

People considered worthy

of having

their photograph made.

And a much larger one,

made up of all the people

eager to make them.

(Amazing Grace plays softly on Piano in the background) Through many dangers,

toils and snares,

I have already come.

But when this flesh

and heart fail,

my mortal life shall cease.

Amazing grace,

how sweet the sound.

That saved a wretch like me.

I once was lost,

but now I'm found.

Was blind but now I see.

But he who brought me here

to know will be forever mine.

That was beautiful, my dear.

Now I'd like to offer a toast

in memory

of our dear departed Tina.

I know

it's hard to understand

when a beautiful young woman

like Tina passes on.

She was a very good girl.

And I know

we all will miss her smile.

To Tina.

To Tina.

You are the most

socially inept creature

on God's green earth.

Clean it up

and go wash yourself in

the spring.

Let's have dinner.

(Girls chatter and giggle)

May I take my leave?

I'm not feeling well.

You've had a very busy day.

She's been sick

for more than a week.

And did you see

the ring on her finger?

Where'd she get it?

Phidora.

Well,

just another mouth to feed.

If she's not bringing in.

(Chains Rattle)

What,

miss Phidora

I'm here for my stipends.

You want to get paid?

I haven't been paid for you

running off.

Well the Provost

Man says

I'm not property anymore.

I don’t give two Yankee turds

what the provost man says.

You are my property,

and you always will be.

ugh! Oh.

You got a lot of damn gull

prancing in here

begging for money.

Bo will be visiting shortly

to collect my stipends

for you Running off.

Now crawl on out of here.

Get, Get on little doggie.

(Phidora barks)

Mama!

Why is it that Uncle

Bo can't talk?

That's simple, darlin.

When your Uncle Bo was a boy

about your age,

he talked two of the girls

into go

and run off with him.

And your mean

old master Pappy

took his dagger

and cut off his tongue.

Oh, you go on and play.

Your Uncle Bo

and I need words.

Bo, I want it done tonight.

I want you to

tell Ole Jackson

something went wrong

down at the spring.

You're going to make it

look like

he took a spill down

and drowned.

We'll all say he drowned.

Okay,

then you're going

to get old Jonas and

with his wagon,

And he'll pick up Cassandra

before she turns.

We'll use the same box

for old Jackson.

Bury him down

by the chicken coop.

(Sinister Music fades.)

Neigh!

Neigh!

Neigh!

Neigh!

Woah, Woah, Pony!

Neigh!

Lacey.

Lacey.

Lacey, my

pony’s going to

bust the door down.

I command you to open

this door.

You better

remember who I am.

What can I do for you, Lily?

You're going to play

buttons with me.

All you got to do is

put the

big coin

on the edge

of the little button

and press down hard.

Whoever gets

all the buttons in the

box first

Wins.

See?

Isn't it simply delicious?

Father says

I should patent the game

and make a Gazillion dollars.

Hm.

Hey, Lilly,

I have a question.

What kind of question?

Mother says I shouldn't

be friend with the help.

Oh, well,

not that kind of question.

I was just wondering

what kind of stuff

your mother keeps

in that book of hers?

That's mothers book,

I’m not aloud.

Well,

you know,

I was thinking,

with the world

starving and all

from the war.

Why we have so much meat

in sausage.

Mother says

chicken and grains are

bad for your health.

(Eerie Music begins)

I need to speak to Lacey.

Master Buel is out

with uncle Bo.

Who painted your eye?

I fell on the stairs.

Get your wrist caught

in the banister, too?

Lacy. Lacy.

Gould

Why are you

yelling in my home?

I need to speak to Lacey.

Well,

you can't just holler

and expect them

to come running.

They ain’t slaves anymore.

You're going to get me

the girl,

or I'm going to have you shot

for impeding justice.

Well, aren't

you a gallant

bunch of red bag Yankees?

Violet,

Go fetch Lacy.

You better have a

damn good reason

for all this gould,

or I'm gonna bring this up

with your superior.

I am the superior here.

Lieutenant.

Slap that girl in irons.

What?

What are you talking about?

Hey, you go.

what are you doing?

Gould?

What happened

to this girl?

Major Gould,

we are in mourning now.

You need to leave.

I say,

what happened to this girl?

She was just fine yesterday.

Oh.

Poor Cassandra was stricken

with the double hiccups

late last night.

There was nothing

we could do.

She died of the

double hiccups.

Lieutenant

major,

check that girl's

body for foul play.

Woods, greenwill, get in here.

Strip the body,

Remove the clothes corporal.

Lift the skirt.

Oh!

Show me her back.

Show us the back.

(Hysteric crying)

We get it,

Shut up!

What the hell's

wrong with you, Gould?

You really are

a disgusting pig.

How dare you?

My Jackson was awarded

that sword for gallantry

by Jeff Davis himself.

Lieutenant.

She gives you

any trouble at all, Shoot her.

I also want a doctor in here.

And I want a full report

as to how this girl died.

And you, Miss Buel,

I want names and records

of all the girls

that worked here.

The past two years.

Oh,

White woman

came up dead last night.

Her body was cut

just the way you described.

White girl

in a big yellow dress.

The only way

you could have known about

this was to be there

last night.

He kept most of her ass away

and served it to the others

as a roast.

Jonas buel is killing

and eating white ladies,

and he's destined

to kill a lot more

unless you stop him.

(Birds sing a morning song)

(Chains rattle)

Oh, my God, Gould.

I'm beginning

to really like you,

major.

You're a man, after all.

It's a potent

aphrodisiac, isn't it?

Having power over another.

Mrs. Buel

You put that pistol down

right now.

Lieutenant,

Sergeant.

they can't hear you.

What have you done?

I'm going to turn you

over to the constable

for raping my girl.

We did it consensually.

You shut your damn mouth,

you uppity whore!

I swear you all ruins.

Ain't none of you

worth the cost.

Get on home, Bo.

Unshackle this whore

and put those irons on

Major.

It's all right.

Go on.

Go!

I'll be fine.

You go on now, Bo.

I can handle this from here.

What have you done to my men?

I pledged myself to righteous

treatment of the slaves.

But you regard me

with only suspicion.

And now sedition

of one of my girls.

Mrs. Buel,

You are a mad woman,

and you're gonna

hang for this

if you don't

put that pistol down

right now and set me free.

You ain't going anywhere,

you Yankee dirtbag.

(Major breathes heavily)

AH!

you, get off of me.

(Phidora grunts and gasps)

Oh!

Oh,

the hell happened

to your face?

I had to put

Gould down today.

I should have had Bo

where his carpet bagging

Yankee ass weaker first.

Like a split tail whore.

They’re just going to send

someone else, you know.

Yeah.

And we'll just have

to kill another and another.

And since the subject's

from under the sheets,

I think it's time

we do away with Jackson

once and for all.

You want me

to kill my own daddy?

(Errie music fades in)

(Drawers slide open)

(Water trickles)

Right there.

That's where they say

they go down.

They go down

right there with the ring,

and they disappear.

I know because Violet went

and she said she saw

all kinds of things

flying things

with men in them.

And

things that it just.

She couldn't describe them.

Big scary things she did.

Did she?

Yeah.

I'd steer

clear of that lacy girl

if I were you Violet.

She's been acting

strange lately,

But not like Cassandra.

Always liked her.

She just wasn't

drawing the gents anymore.

What you need is a gimmick.

Find yourself something

The gents will go for

something exotic

like Maylee with that sword

dance and nonsense of hers.

You have to put out

and bring in.

You want to end up like

poor Cassandra here.

Do you?

What are you staring at?

That's some wig

miss phidora.

Where'd you get

all the yellow hair?

Every time one of you

octoroon runs off, old

Sara weaves me a new one.

Lucky for you,

all you got was a beating.

And I didn't shear yours off.

Go on,

get.

Where is it?

Where is it?

I know you took it.

How dare you go in my room

Where, I didn't do

Is the journal.

You nasty rag tag.

You don’t know.

Let me go!

Get out!

Get out!

You all better mind your own

damn business lest

I take your asses.

Get down those stairs.

Oh!

What did you do with my journal?

What were you doing with it?

Were are you reading it?

Were you going

To show it to the law?

Where did you get that ring?

I said,

You're going to

give me that damn ring

and you're going to tell me

how it works.

You'll never get it.

(water bubbles)

I'm going to the future.

(Phidora coughs)

Who the hell are you?

Who the hell are you?

I'm phidora Buel.

Well,

you need to drag your ass

back to

wherever you came from.

I'm going to kill you.

Bitch!

Up!

Oh!

Raylene.

No! Yeah!

Don't. stop!

Just stop.

What are you doing out here?

I'm looking for you.

What’d you do to that girl?

You're that poser killer.

You killed that girl

over there in the gully.

The hell are you

talking about?

Girl over there in the gully.

You killed her, didn't,

Didn't you?

You're the poser killer.

You're the poser killer.

Oh my God.

Kate,

you need to meet me at

Mary Jane's right now.

Kate.

Kate.

They took the baby

to child services.

Mommas trying

to get her back,

but they said you killed a man.

I did not kill that

Gabriel guy.

I didn't like him,

but I didn't kill him.

I think Chad has something

to do with all these murders.

I think

it's got something

to do with this ring

and the spring

by the plantation ruins.

I just saw Chad

with a dead girl

by the spring,

and I'm pretty sure

he's going to try

to pin that on me, too.

I think you are

losing your mind.

If you don't

do something quick,

you going to lose that baby.

I just need time

to figure out what to do.

Look, maybe

just take me to

an ATM machine,

tell him it was stolen

and you were just

going to report it.

(Family chatters)

Yeah.

Flavor lies in fat.

But

but one should choose

a leaner rump for us

and for the waistline.

Of course.

Samuel,

if you don't mind me asking,

did you obtain

any information

on your brother's demise?

You came

for violence.

Well.

Gabriel did have

a taste for both,

but he got the receiving end

of a murderer's hammer.

And

police say it was some gal

across the way.

Came for revenge.

What actually happened?

We'll never know.

We should find her

and eat her ass.

Hear here.

Fresh meat.

That is hardly suitable

dinner conversation.

How about some

branding and parlor?

Before my great, great, great

granddaddy Jackson

Buel here

came the

governor of this

fine state of Missouri.

He was a slave

holder, brothel owner,

Civil War hero,

and a pioneer of

early photography.

He was quite a guy.

Most folks don't know this.

But after the war,

he actually invented

photographic collage.

cutting,

ripping, and tearing.

Gluing.

Creating something new and,

Beautiful.

There's just too much of

Everything anymore.

Take notice of

individual greatness.

But I, for one,

and still enthralled

with the process

of cutting, rip

and destroying something, creating

some new beautiful.

The Jackson

Buel made these

collages over 150 years ago,

and it perfectly suited

for the

finest art

galleries anywhere.

Yeah, under here

is watercolor.

This is by Phidora,

and you can see

she's right up there

on the wall.

That's Jackson Buel's wife,

and Jonas, her son.

why Samuel,

This man here

looks just like you.

Well, That's Jonas.

He was the town's butcher

when the brothel burned down in

1905.

These prints

were all the remained

because they were stored

in the cellar

and the fire

couldn't get to them.

We used to play there

in the spring.

That's right.

That's right.

Jackson Buels

mansion and brothel.

Just a stone's

throw from here.

They are extremely erotic,

almost grotesque,

what some people find sensual

and beautiful.

Other people,

they find it obscene.

Samuel,

you certainly have a flair

for the theatrical.

To the flesh.

To the flesh.

I'm Joan T. Curtis

from news 12.

The poser killer

strikes again.

Urgent warning

to residents tonight.

Sheriff's department

is issuing an urgent

warning to residents tonight.

Keep your doors locked

and check on your neighbors.

Authorities are searching

for a person of interest.

Raylene Bassett,

28, who is considered

armed and dangerous.

If you spot Ms. Basset, contact

the sheriff's

department immediately.

We gotta go.

Hurry. Chad?

Raylene, what did you do?

put your shoes on.

He's bleeding

all over the place.

He's that poser killer.

he was going to kill you

and put you on

some freakiest pose

and kill you.

Now you need to get up.

We got to get out of here.

your shoes.

back to you, Joan.

This hour is brought to you

by Mary Jane Burgers

and Brew in Perryville.

You just can't

beat their burgers.

Have a great day.

Ray,

We got to call the cops

and tell them about Chad.

No. Are you crazy?

They’d never take our word

over his.

He's the sheriff.

Well,

I can't just be

some fugitive, Ray.

I've got a job

and a house payment.

Well, Katie,

he knows you know now.

So you ain't got shit.

Can I help you, miss?

I'm Raylenes sister Kate.

You know, we live next door.

Raylene?

She didn't kill your brother.

But we know who did.

And we need your

help to catch him.

Isn't that what

the police are for?

The police are in on it.

Well.

Gabriel's dead.

He's not coming back.

I guess

it won't hurt to listen.

You come out of those bushes

now, Raylene.

Just about to have dinner.

I've got plenty.

Come on in.

He would have

surely killed me.

Hadn't Raylene

been there to save me?

Sounds awful.

Awful. Here,

Raylene,

have another piece of pizza.

Get some meat on those bones.

Are you body shaming me?

No.

So let's just

enjoy our dinner.

We'll get up in the morning,

and I'll drive you

to Jeff City.

Introduce you

to my attorney

general friend.

You'll get this

all straightened out for you.

Okay.

Does that sound good?

Yeah, Thank you.

Breathing

I haven’t noticed this before.

This is.

This is crazy.

Can I show you something?

Okay.

Come to the dinner.

I'll be danmed.

You look just like her.

That is my great, great

great grandmother,

Fedora Buell

and her son, Jonas.

Maybe we're related.

No, I don't think so.

If you get hungry

help yourself to the kitchen.

Good night.

What are we going to do?

Well, right now

we need to get some sleep

Katie.

Right.

That picture

really freaked me out.

Tell me about it.

I think everybody

in this town's related.

(stairs creek)

Hey Katie.

That is the weirdest fucking thing.

Katie.

Katie.

Katie?

Kate,

You down here?

Anyone

down there?

Raylene.

How did you get this book?

Oh, that book,

that's been handed

down in my family

for generations.

Now, I admit

I am not near the artist

that my great, great,

great grand Phidora is,

But, you know,

back in the

day, Buels

never stoop to eat

colored girls.

But see, for me,

I find white girls

a little to stringy.

I like them next.

What did you do to my sister?

Who? Kate. Shit.

She’s right around the corner.

Let's have a look.

Right as rain.

Kate,

are you down here?

Kate.

(Raylene groans)

Kate.

There we go.

Is that a head?

It is a head.

What’d you do with my sister?

You know,

she put up quite a fight.

Damn near bit my finger off.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Hey!

Samuel, you down here?

Chad? Shut your mouth.

Or I’ll stab you sister.

Chad,

What a pleasant surprise.

I thought they had laws

against unlawful

entry by police.

I heard all the yelling.

I thought you were

in trouble.

Yeah, well I'm not.

What happened to your head?

What happened to your head?

You seen Raylene?

Can't say I have, I’ve been

cussing this old furnace.

We used to have an

old boiler like that

when I was a kid.

Maybe I can be of some help.

Yeah, well

maybe want to holster

this thing.

She's here isn’t she.

She has a gun.

Alright,

Stay right here.

Oh!

Whoa!

Woah!

Wake up sweetie.

We're going on a field trip.

So

if a person wanted to kidnap

a woman.

Take her into his home,

Chain her to

the basement wall,

and when his heart desired,

ravish her,

with unspeakable acts,

and then eat her for dinner.

Is,

Is he a criminal?

or is he just following

what nature intended?

(Handcuffs rattle)

To tight!

To tight!

All right,

all right, all right.

I’ll loosen it up.

I'll loosen ‘em up.

I'm sorry that

you can't stay for dinner.

But I need the police

to find the killer.

To take the heat off me.

But I was looking forward

to that rump of yours.

(Sam Hums happily)

But I guess your sister

will have to do.

I figured,

if they find you

floating in the spring,

they'll think it's

one of those

unsolved mysteries.

But they'll know you, Chad,

and your sister,

We're up to something.

See, I don't think

you fully realized

the inconvenience

you've been to me.

Oh,

I mean, let alone killing

poor old Gabriel.

No.

No.

(Raylene Screams)

Sorry, honey.

I just can't run

like I used to.

Oh.

AH!

Raylene,

you don't have to run.

I was just kidding.

I'm not gonna eat you.

Raylene?

Raylene!

Ugh.

(Raylene and Samuel grunt and scream))

Oh

(water splashes)

Woohoo, HaHa!

Haha.

They're gonna find you,

floating in the water.

Almost there

Raylene.

(Sighs)

(Footsteps descend)

(Keys jingle around)

(door slams shut)

(door slowly slides open)

No mercy.

No trace.

No trace.

(keys click anad clatter)

Criteria,

Digital footprint.

Dronen delivey taxing.

Optimal Methods, Succes rate.

Addictive,

forensic evasion

(computer Hums)

Hello Samuel.

I am spring.

What shall we kill

first?

You’re

Gonna be perfect.

I think the question is, who,

Not what.

I say we initiate a test

Kill. Yes, Samuel.

A test

kill would be appropriate.

(Laughs)

Samuel,

I have the perfect victim

Number one.

A real estate developer

whose data

footprint matches

your private criteria.

I will generate the protocols

and procedures now.

Please wait.

Do it.

Exact time

windows are as follows;

Create a poison formula

that mimics a heart attack.

Create a detailed schedule

of victim once daily routine.

Create a drone

delivery route

using victim One's own

smart home hub.

Disengage all security

and home video capture

in a one mile

radius of Victim One's home.

Create and practice

a drug administration

procedure by Samuel.

Create the escape route

to avoid cameras outside

the one mile

deep dark radius.

Fabricate and propagate

alibi posts

using deep fake voice.

Clones of Samuel.

Leave Samuel's cell device

at alibi location

during the operation.

You're gonna be perfect.

Thank you

Samuel.

I think we

are going to be perfect

together.

(Upbeat music begins)

Okay, we're going to do

one more time.

Tighten the wall.