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[doors creaking]

[doors creaking] [? ominous music playing]

[? ominous music playing]

Do you know where you are?

Club Hell, dumbass.

Will there be dancing?

You are underneath the Apollyon.

You know what that means, don�t you?

This is the portal to hell.

[Ben breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

[? eerie music playing]

[breathing heavily]

Mr. Nas?

[Mr. Nas wheezing]

[grunting]

There you are. [breathing heavily]

Mr. Nas,

I don�t mean to disturb you.

I�ve just come to check in on you.

Are you...

I need to check in on you. I need to...

- [liquid dripping] - [thuds]

- Lower yourself. - [sobbing]

[gasps, screams]

- [gasping] No! - [rasping]

[? unsettling music playing]

[screams]

[screams] No, no! [gasping, grunting]

No, no! [gasping, grunting]

[sobbing] No, no!

[crying]

[grunting, crying]

[screams]

[? mysterious music playing]

[Ben whimpers softly]

It only hurts if you fight it.

[chuckles]

[Ben grunts]

Here is wisdom.

- [liquid squelching] - [Ben grunting]

[Elsa] Such a dream...

to get my beloved band back together.

So now...

we sing for our supper.

Hit it.

ne]

[? gentle melody playing]

[Elsa] I remember when I was a little girl, our house caught on fire.

I�ll never forget the look on my father�s face

as he gathered me up in his arms

and raced through the burning building, out to the pavement.

And I stood there shivering in my pajamas

and watched the whole world go up in flames.

And when it was all over, I said to myself,

"Is that all there is to a fire?

Is that all there is?"

[? band playing "Is That All There Is?"]

[singing] ?? Is that all there is? ?

?? If that�s all there is My friends ?

?? Then let�s keep dancing ?

?? Let�s break out the booze ?

?? And have a ball ?

?? If that�s all ?

?? There is ?

And when I was 12 years old, my daddy took me to the circus.

And when I was 12 years old, my daddy took me to the circus. The greatest show on earth!

The greatest show on earth!

There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears.

And a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads.

And as I sat there watching,

I had the feeling that something was missing.

I don�t know what, but, when it was all over,

I said to myself, "Is that all there is to a circus?

Is that all there is?"

?? Is that all there is? ?

?? If that�s all there is My friends ?

?? Then let�s keep... ?

I know what you must be saying to yourselves.

"If that�s the way she feels about it,

why doesn�t she just end it all?"

Oh, no.

Not me.

I�m not ready for that final disappointment

because I know just as well as I�m standing here talking to you,

that when that final moment comes,

and I�m breathing my last breath,

I�ll be saying to myself...

?? Is that all there is? ?

?? Is that all there is? ?

?? If that�s all there is My friends ?

?? Then let�s keep dancing ?

?? Let�s break out the booze ?

?? And have a ball ?

?? If that�s all ?

?? There ?

?? Is ?

[? "Is That All There Is?" ends]

[audience clapping, cheering]

Oh! [chuckles]

[silence]

[watch rattles]

[audience clapping, cheering]

[person clapping]

[cane taps]

Fraulein.

[Elsa chuckles]

Meine Damen und Herren,

Mesdames et Messieurs,

ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the other greatest show on earth.

[chuckles]

At last, we are assembled here for this special occasion

around the sacred Hellmouth.

But first, let�s welcome to the stage

our vibrant host,

Mr. Nas.

[? organ playing eerie music]

[Elsa in German]

Scheisse.

We offer these to you, Lord,

so that you may reach your fullest potential.

[gears clanking, turning]

[gears clanking, turning] [? eerie organ music continues]

[? eerie organ music continues]

[people screaming]

[flames crackling]

Tonight, a celebration of whores, miscreants and profanities.

Thirteen ladies all taken before they could reach their true potential.

[chuckles] Okay, if you say so.

Welcome to the Jezebel Ball,

featuring Mr. Nas�s favorite bad girls.

Roll call. Hit it, Paul.

[? playing upbeat shuffle]

[people screaming]

[? circus music playing]

Jesus, whose cock do I have to suck to get a light around here?

Say hello and a warm goodbye to Hypodermic Sally.

Smack addict, hotel harlot, murderess.

- Yeah, that about covers it. - Wha...

[screams]

[flames whoosh]

Eva Braun.

Gestapo gal pal and house pet...

- [shouting in German] - ...to Adolf Hitler. Auf Wiedersehen!

[shrieks]

- [flames whoosh] - And Wallis Simpson.

Dynasty-busting divorcee

with an eye for the fuehrer and a bod for sin.

Neither poor Ms. Braun nor I belong anywhere near your butcher�s block.

We�ve both been champions of this fine cause

since before the Hindenburg.

- [screams] - [flames whoosh]

What is happening? Oh, I�m terribly frightened.

Ayn Rand, selfish writer and welfare queen.

You can�t extinguish the only breed that matters...

- [screams] - [flames whoosh]

Brigitte Bardot, vegetarian man-eater, busty bigot.

[shouts in French, screams]

[flames whoosh]

Catherine the Great, Empress of Russia, traitor of husband,

fucker of horses.

[shouts in Russian]

- Now that�s a party trick. - [screaming]

[flames whoosh]

[Elsa] Mamie Eisenhower.

[Elsa] Mamie Eisenhower. Now you wait just a minute.

Now you wait just a minute.

I did nothing but tell my husband how doggone good he was

on behalf of a grateful nation.

A frozen dinner first lady for the Cold War.

Average American complacency in a frilly pink apron.

Now, you... [screams]

- [flames whoosh] - Jesus, how many more of these, huh?

How many more? Let�s get on with it, Christ.

Elena Ceausescu, sneaky Romanian tyrant, shopping addict.

- [shouting in Romanian, screaming] - [flames whoosh]

Jezebel. Phoenician schemer and the original slutty princess.

[speaks in ancient language, screams]

- Tuberculosis Karen. - [grunts]

I�m not scared of you!

I fucking dare you, you fucked out old whore!

- Eat shit, cocksucker! - [flames whoosh]

Whew! That one was crazier than a shithouse rat.

Margaret Thatcher, school milk snatcher,

common enemy to the common people,

union-busting bitch.

Your callous disregard sent Irish hunger strikers to their death.

Crime is crime is crime. It is not political. It is crime.

They say the lady is made of iron.

She�s as hollow as Yorkshire pudding.

Trickle down this hellhole. But no, first...

first, apologize.

No, no, no!

[echoes]

- Toodle-oo! Don�t cry for her, Argentina. - [flames whoosh]

- [? plays drum fill, cymbal] - And now you, Elizabeth Short.

- Wait! - [sobs]

Before you do that, my mother wanted us to take a moment,

as a family.

Thank you, Dark Lord, for guiding us into this new and better world.

A world where my hands can bring justice if they so choose.

Where strength doesn�t lead to loneliness.

Where love is for the taking.

And no one can ever tell anyone to go away.

- [all] Hail Satan. - Hail Satan.

- Amen. - [cane taps]

All right, let�s be done with it.

- And now, you, Elizabeth Short. - [gasps]

The famous Black Dahlia.

The famous Black Dahlia. I don�t understand.

I don�t understand.

[sobs] What did I ever do to deserve this?

I don�t know.

What? Because he said so.

A wannabe actress with a loose top

and bottomless hunger for validation.

You sucked the earth dry with your hopeless dreaming.

[crying] Why?

- [screaming] - [flames whoosh]

[scream echoes]

[? mysterious music playing]

Well, is that all there is?

Are we one short?

Yeah, that was 12. I thought you counted.

I was brought back for this?

[Kai] What the fuck, Winter?

- I was doing the heavy lifting. - I was brought back for this?

We need one more. Why don�t you volunteer?

I�m out of here.

[sighs]

Auf Wiedersehen.

Au revoir.

Goodbye.

Bummer of a gig.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Move it.

Happy to serve.

Hail Satan.

[flames crackling]

[? dramatic music playing]

- [shriek] - [screams, gasps]

Oh, Mr. Zamboni, I do apologize.

[panting] What?

My Eierlikor must have packed more spice than the human body can bear.

You gave us quite a fright.

Too much nutmeg can lead to myristicin poisoning.

It�s not uncommon around the holidays.

You... you might feel dizzy for the next 48 hours.

[Constance] Yes, but Mr. Phibes has assured me that the delirium has passed.

Oh, my God.

You were tossing and turning and screaming such crazy things. [chuckles]

But that�s all over now.

Look, the sun is rising.

It�s a new dawn for all of us.

Quick game of gin?

Sure, I�d rather play it than drink it. [chuckles]

Now you just rest, honey.

Couple hours of shut-eye and you are going to be right as rain.

- Knock. - Ugh.

Sixteen.

You�re up to 65.

You�re up to 65. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just deal.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just deal.

You know, I figured out that there�s 13 cards in every suit in the deck.

You know, I have to admit,

I am going to be happier than a girl in a sundress at the county fair

never to hear the mention of the number 13 again.

You know, they tried sacrificing one or two at a time,

but it barely made a dent on his biomarkers.

I don�t know whose idea it was to sacrifice 13 at one time,

but maybe they got up to three or four,

and somebody suggested they jump ahead to Mr. Nas�s favorite number.

But... [inhales sharply] ...when they did,

oh, those biomarkers shot up faster than my "enispay"

at The Corner Pocket back room in New Orleans.

He was pleased.

Well, that�s just fascinating. You must tell me more.

Well, the number 13 has always been associated with the dark lord

and all about evil.

Judas was the 13th guest at the Last Supper,

which solidified that number with death and betrayal.

Before that, 12 was the perfect number.

It was 12 months in the year, 12 signs in the zodiac,

12 hours in the day.

But 13 disrupted that perfection, just like Mr. Nas did.

Thirteen stands for instability, chaos.

Okay, those 13 women were brought back by Satan himself.

But, I mean, why, why drag them up from their graves

just to snuff them out again?

Well, last night, when our dark lord

finally let his son drink from the chalice,

he wanted the sacrifices to have a little extra sauce.

Now, remember, Rauhnacht only comes once a year,

when the Hellmouth is at its hungriest.

How do you know all this? I mean, what, do you have somebody on the inside?

Oh, back in the day when I was in the flesh, these were my people.

I was in the room the night Anton LaVey shaved his head.

An original member of the Church of Satan. How about that?

My, my.

Knock.

- Eleven. - What... [stutters]

- Are you cheating? - No. I... I have three rules in life.

I never refuse a rim job from a married man,

I never turn down a free drink,

and I never, ever cheat at cards.

I mean, what�s in it for you? What are you getting out of all of this?

Well, I had dreams, real dreams, movie dreams.

I was gonna be the next Kenneth Anger

and make my own version of Scorpio Rising.

But that dream died the night I was blackjacked

by a reluctant piece of trade I picked up

that robbed me of my wallet and my watch,

and gave me a case of the gay knocks.

I died two days later, alone.

But when Mr. Nas comes back to full strength,

he�s gonna let me make that biker movie.

Yeah, might be a small exchange for my immortal soul,

but a dream is a dream no matter how little.

Enough of my sob story. How did you end up here?

Same way you did.

I made a deal with the devil.

But that story...

requires a stiff one.

- My favorite kind. - [giggles]

- [glassware rattling]

[Constance] Just neat.

[Mr. Phibes] There�s your drink.

Now spill the tea.

[Constance] I... I just want to say something.

With all due respect, I am not like you.

I am not a rough-trade person.

I�ve seen your rough edges, deary, and I love them.

Like me, like all of us, you�ve been through pain.

You can�t hide that.

Why... [chuckles] ...aren�t you the sweet-talker?

Here�s the story.

Mr. Nas came to me.

So youthful.

Filled with... [sucks in breath]

...vitality.

Just... the most beautiful...

beautiful fallen angel you could ever, ever imagine.

I only got the older version, and I�m not even a wrinkle queen.

He must have wanted you badly.

I guess he did. [chuckles]

And the deal that devil made me... Oh, my God...

was something I could not turn down.

- [elevator bell dings] - [Constance] He summoned me. I came.

Who could resist such an invitation?

I wasn�t bothered by the supernatural pull of it all,

you know, the dark intention.

I�ve been living with that unworldly vibe for years

in that goddamn ghost house.

Constance, my favorite sinner.

There�s my girl.

[? jazz-funk music playing]

Please, take a seat.

[Constance] He greeted me, my knees went weak.

And so that night, he told me of his plan to bring order.

Told me he had chosen me to help him gain that throne.

He was confident. I liked that.

New world order. [chuckling] Christ!

As though things couldn�t get any worse than they already are.

Don�t use his name in front of me again!

You�re gonna rise up and rule the world,

then you better find yourself a goddamn sense of humor, mister.

Jesus H. Christ.

[chuckles]

You delight me, always have.

Afraid of nothing, not even me.

[scoffs] I�ve dealt with monsters my whole life.

I know you all well.

So we have an agreement then.

You help me reach my dotage, bring about my destiny?

[sighs]

[chuckles] Why not, hmm?

I�ve got nothing to lose.

[? mysterious music playing]

[Constance] And then, just as I sold my soul to the devil

and signed it all away,

I naturally asked for something.

So if I do this...

there�s one thing...

that I ask for in return.

Name your price.

I want to be a mother again.

But this time...

to do it right.

Seal it with a kiss?

[crying] Oh...

This time...

I�ll do right by you, I promise, I promise.

Yeah.

Babies, babies, babies.

[crying] Oh...

Are you crying?

What can I say? I�m a softy.

I�m glad for you. Glad for your closure. A new beginning.

Well, come on, you old softy.

Let�s go see if that Lilith Fair down there did anything for our Mr. Nas.

[? eerie music playing]

[snake hissing]

Each sacrifice of 13 souls elevates the biomarkers in his blood.

Once they reach a hundred...

he will rise.

- So? - [machine beeps]

Ninety-six.

[chuckles]

Just a whisker from 100.

[? organ playing eerie music]

A new dawn approaches.

Hail Satan.

Hail Satan.

Hail Satan!

- Hail Satan! - [flames whoosh]

[? mysterious music playing]

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