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Your hunter.

I'm out.

I know.

I love you.

In everything.

You don't have to sell yourself to me.

I gave away my room.

That's unfortunate.

The airline lost my luggage because of the mist.

It's been a disaster.

Aren't you the poor little match girl?

Hans Christian Andersen?

I don't really listen to European music.

Come on.

I'm just so excited to be in the movie with you.

Fuck me.

My room is this way.

you

Hey.

You know, I can stay on the couch.

It looks super comfy.

You can stay with me. I'm just taking my face off.

Okay.

Cool.

I don't know if I can post these.

People will say I've become unrelatable.

Can you help me with this?

You've got expensive taste.

Play date?

That bangle hasn't been cool in ages.

It's for the masses.

For the masses?

Why are you so unrelatable?

Ew.

Who would want to be relatable?

A hunter wants to be relatable.

It's a metrics thing.

No, no, no.

You can let the numbers measure you, but you can't measure yourself by the

numbers.

That's wise.

Did you pick that up at a sound bath?

There's not a single person on this planet that is like you.

You're a very specific speck of stardust. Stop.

No, you stop.

This means something.

Say it with me.

I am a wholly unique consciousness.

I am a wholly unique...

Consciousness.

And I am made of stardust.

I am made of stardust.

The moment you forget that is the moment you disappear.

I'm sorry, but who are you?

I'd like you to meet Dominique.

My stepmom.

But you are so young.

And you know nothing about Johnny Thunders.

That father of mine.

He likes beautiful things and beautiful people.

He's a powerful man.

If you think he's playing games with you, he is.

If you think he's being sincere with you,

he is.

Sometimes he wants to impress you.

Other times he wants to be impressed by you.

usually the latter.

In his mind, you either have it or you don't.

Must be genetic, because I'm the same way.

You hurt me.

Oh, dear.

I'm so sorry.

Isn't it a sign of good luck?

As a matter of fact, it is.

A prick of the needle is a sign of success.

Fucking prick me, bitch.

Preferably in the eye.

Have you experienced misfortune?

I am a victim of the mist.

It is not the mist you need to worry about.

It is what they missed.

It's a tragedy, if you ask me.

Something no father should have to endure.

I remember the day that you were born.

The day I saw the universe.

My dear Al, I'll always carry you.

Always. Couldn't imagine losing you.

But if I did, I'd search the earth until my legs stopped working.

And if I had to kill to find you, I'd do it and I'd keep on doing it.

I would turn the oceans red before I gave up on you.

And that, my dear girls,

is the tragedy of the Leather Man.

Who?

The Leather Man is a father searching

for his daughter lost in the underworld.

A father cursed to search for lifetimes, who eventually forgets who he's

looking for.

But when the mist returns, he remembers.

He remembers her.

he comes with the mist searching his face

an infinite abyss his strength insurmountable he

wears leather gloves covered in razor-sharp diamonds searching for her

and any girl who sees him for when you see him he sees his daughter and he will

try and destroy you and anyone around you to get to her and the only way to

kill him

is to cut off his hands.

That's why they say... take care of your daughters.

Or he will.

Daddy... is fascinating.

He's just a money guy and you can call him Johnny

Okay,

I Wasn't expecting

Johnny to be like that one bit

He is so curious and nurturing

He has this backwards logic where he thinks that fucking girls my age will

somehow bring him closer to me But didn't he like

marry Dominique

Why are you leaving me, Daddy?

I want you and Dominic to be friends again.

It's a sweet fantasy.

Making a movie is like going to war.

It'll bring you girls closer.

I'm here because I wanted to go to war with you.

I would have never ever agreed to this if I knew you were going to go.

I'll only get in the way of you two making up if I stay.

You girls coming together is how we become a family again.

Dominic's one of us.

She's like us, but she's not one of us.

There's a difference.

She loves you something fierce.

Maybe more than she loves me.

This movie's gonna be hell.

Promise me you'll be a good girl and play nice while I'm gone.

Hmm?

What is she doing?

Thank you.

Haha!

I'm sorry, but... Do you guys want to hear something scary?

Fell down the Leatherman rabbit hole last night

And

everything Johnny said

is true

And

there are these beings

This pair of women, they always come in two.

And they can be old or young,

hideous or beautiful.

And sometimes they can even become shape

-shifting foxes.

With multiple tails.

Magic foxes. Yes.

And they are the guides for the Leather Man.

And they are neither good nor evil.

Neutral.

Morally ambiguous.

This is legit.

This leather guy has been around for, like, ever.

Some cultures call him the Leather King, but most people

call him

the Devil.

Oh, no.

Not the Devil.

And it's these magical lady foxes who

help him.

his destroyer.

They are the ones who make him.

And they are the ones who end him!

I just want you to understand that what we saw was not

A normal murder.

What the fuck is a normal murder?

I feel like you two should be a bit more traumatized by this.

Trauma comes in all forms.

I mean, I couldn't even... pretend.

to kill Elle today.

I really think we saw the Leather Man.

El, sad to miss your big day tomorrow, but happy that we can bury the hatchet.

Use it with love, Dad.

Thank you.

I saw the Leatherman.

I saw him take my daughter.

Is he a ghost?

A monster?

A god?

I don't know.

But what I do know is the mist has returned.

Girls are dying.

I'll never stop searching for her.

Yankee.

Is that so?

This is the latest one.

I can't accept it.

I finished reading it this morning.

I'm sure everyone will be happy.

Give me this.

Thank you.

Who is he?

In the world...

Ichiban kanashii hito.

Ano hito amerika no heitai de Kei-san te imasu.

Koei musume-san o sirete kimashita yo.

Demo sono musume-san sarawarete shimatte.

Sarawareta oosei no onnanoko no hitori.

Konomae ano...

When the fog came out...

I

remember.

One of the girls who heard it.

Some people say it's a monster's doing.

It's a monster from that world.

There are a lot of aliens around us.

But what happened to them was all done by humans.

Thank you.

All right.

People tell me I have a death wish.

I've thought about it.

Figured if I died, I'd go to hell.

And if I went to hell, I could find the Leather Man.

If I found him.

Bring her back.

I can't die yet.

Not now.

Hell can wait.

Boy.

Get over here!

See ya.

I'll pay you back.

I'll give you as much money as you want.

Kill this woman.

You really fucked up this time.

I'm sympathetic to your situation.

Losing a child the way you did.

Well, the Yakuza is one thing.

But our friends at the police department... They can't have their men

mistake mercy for weakness.

Compliments of Uncle Sam.

Harry... Harry... Harry...

It is not the mist you need to worry about.

It is what the mist brings.

When the mist returns, he remembers.

Daddy!

Daddy!

And he will destroy everything and everyone in his path.

to get to her.

Take care of your daughters or he will.

It's a bit performative but it's tradition.

That's so cool.

You guys speak wolf.

We used to speak it all the time.

It's our secret language.

You know... When I first met Al,

she told me she was an orphan.

So I bought her drinks all night.

little match girl.

She got so drunk, I had to bring her home.

She threw up all over me and my bed.

And we've loved each other ever since.

I want to be an orphan, too.

Should we play orphans tonight?

Nico's in town.

He'd probably adopt all of us.

Be?

Nico? Put your tongue back in your mouth.

Oh, come on.

I adore Nico.

And he's always wanted to meet you.

Of course he wants to meet me.

He famously hates my father.

I read that.

I gave our driver the night off.

No need having one of my husband's snitches keeping tabs on us.

I'm going home.

You really want the night to end?

Your fucking dad Johnny Tunders is a sick motherfucker

Hi

I

like freaky shit,

okay

Like the real freak shit But John

He's next level We were in this

lesbian they-and-them performance Actually was pretty interesting

fucking grungy crowd and in the corner of the whole thing there was Johnny

and Johnny was pointing right at me like Right You

want to see something scary Next thing I know

I'm in this art studio behind a dumpling store in Chinatown Watching a super

8 installation About one of the greatest living artists Tattooing a skull

on a fucking fetus Ew Like a baby?

Like a dead baby, yeah

And Johnny saw this. Oh, yes.

He bought it right there.

Paid like 10 grand for it. Cash.

Do you know about this? Have you seen the fetus?

My father protects me.

Well, I didn't do that, this little baby.

I might even tell him about how you can't keep your hands off my stepmom.

Hunter, what's this scary thing you want to tell me about?

Oh my gosh, it was so scary.

Have you heard about the Leatherman?

What?

The Leatherman.

Death has its time.

My daughter didn't get a second more than what was due.

If I could sweep the pain off her feet, I would.

Bodies fall to time.

Memories fall to time.

But I know that time bows to love.

Yoko isn't here tonight.

It's been a difficult time for you, Pirate K.

Most people choose to live in a comfortable amount of pain.

But you, Private K, you have chosen to live in

agony.

You're just a memory you won't let go of.

We know your girl is a strong child, a resilient

one.

Her will alone has kept your blood warm all these years.

We know that she is not far from you.

She is in his kingdom.

His kingdom in the mist.

And the mist is right in front of

you.

The Leather Man must die.

And then...

And only then will you see your daughter.

Thank you.

I remember by the gate to catch a ghost

you must be calm

A gift for my pup?

You know this isn't going to work.

What isn't going to work?

This movie isn't going to fix us.

I have no misconceptions about fixing us.

And I love you for you to love me back.

I just do.

That girl is fucking unbearable.

She's really begging to be touched.

Imagine being that attractive yet, that unfuckable.

Ouch.

Are you evil?

I slept with Nico the other night.

That is vile.

Opposite.

He tasted like soap.

That's even worse somehow.

I kind of like the way he tastes.

Does Johnny know?

Your father and I... enjoy our secrets.

It's a part of our contract.

But we don't lie.

Not to each other, and not to anyone else.

Except for that one time.

Except for that one time.

Do you feel like I replaced you?

No one could replace you, Elle.

Not to him.

And not to me.

Did you think that marrying my father would bring me closer to you?

That's one way to look at it.

Maybe that was a part of the appeal.

You could have just copied my shoes or my hair. I did.

So did you.

Honestly, Elle, I've been mothering you since the day we met.

How is this any different?

Can't believe you actually admitted that.

I know being best friends again might be a bit out of reach.

Be your evil stepmother.

This family is rotten.

I should probably save her from him.

Or him from her.

You're free to go.

I can distract Nico.

Nico says nothing spontaneous happens at these private parties and we should go

to the uniform night.

What happens at uniform night?

Nico!

What happens at uniform night?

Missed you.

I'm not in the mood.

Mm.

Thank you.

you

Can you taste him? Can you taste the soap?

Your father's gonna love this.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, you're gonna tell on me?

You're gonna be a little tattletale?

Elle, I don't want you.

There's nothing you want or have that doesn't belong to me. You will never be

one of us.

You're just a possession.

A worn out, dried up, used up thing that my father will fucking throw away.

Toxic fucking waste!

You think you're so special.

Somehow everyone else seems to think so too.

But I see you.

I used to think we were the same.

But I don't bask in self-doubt and pity. I don't wallow about my own father.

I write my own fucking story. I've recreated myself.

I used to wonder how it was possible for someone who had it all to be so cruel

and insecure. And then I met you.

And I have never met someone so empty.

And disappointing.

You won't go fucking home until you wear my fucking skin.

Money won't fucking fix it.

Enlightenment won't fix it. My daddy won't fucking fix it.

Your daddy?

You know, the other day after your daddy fucked me, he confessed something.

He told me how painful, how sickening it is to come face to face with all the

things he hates the most about himself and you.

He looks at you and all he sees is this gaping maw of misery and need.

No wonder he's always leaving. He cannot stand the fucking sight of you.

Fuck!

Fucking psycho.

Back the fuck off, bitch!

Don't bring a knife to a fucking ass fight, you fucking bitch!

Thank you.

Thank you.

We don't often get to choose our fate.

But you have always been special.

El.

After all, you were pricked.

If you were to put these gloves on, you

will find what you have lost