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[bright music]

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[explosions booming]

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[phone ringing]

[Jack] Hi, baby.

[Partner] It's nice you hear your voice.

I hope you're not out somewhere making this call.

You all right?

[Partner] I'm in my hotel room.

I had a little champagne earlier

with some of the cast and crew.

- Listen, I got your letter. - Oh, you did?

Yeah, and I'm missing you just as much.

[Partner] I'm sorry, it's probably really late and

Oh, listen, guess what?

We got the project. - Oh, that's fantastic, baby.

You know what that means?

A whole chain of bloody hotels.

[Partner] Well done to all of you.

That's fantastic news.

Yeah, I'm fucking knacking now.

We haven't even started yet.

Yeah, it's gonna take about six months

to complete the designs, but hey,

things are looking bright, baby.

I wish you were there with me tomorrow night.

- What's tomorrow? - No, it's just a,

it's a celebration and drinks.

I just wish you were with me, that's all.

[Partner] I know, baby. I'll be home soon.

- Yeah? - In fact,

there's something I wanted to say to you.

Yes, I'll move in with you.

- That's great news. - You sure about this?

Yes, of course.

I asked you, didn't I?

Yes, but anyone can change their mind.

No, no, sweetheart. I haven't changed my mind.

Definite then.

Leave early, starts 5:00 AM as predicted from day one.

I'm looking like shit 'cause I'm not getting enough sleep.

[Jack imitates gunshot]

Stop making fun of me.

Well, as long as those big guys aren't flirting with you.

[Partner] Of course, not.

There's nothing for you to worry about, baby.

Listen, when am I gonna get you all to myself?

[Partner] In five weeks.

I know, but you'll have me all to yourself

as soon as I get back, okay?

All right, well, I can't wait.

Goodnight then, my sweet man.

I love you madly. - All right. I love you too.

All right, good night, sweetheart.

[phone beeping]

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[Jack sighs]

[watch clanking]

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[car engine humming]

[door latching]

[door clanking]

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Hey! Hey!

Can anyone hear me? Huh?

Jesus Christ!

Can anyone hear me?

Listen, can anyone hear me? I'm still alive.

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Hello? Anyone? Can anyone hear me?

[hands thumping]

Please help me!

Anybody, please!

[Jack screaming]

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[thunder rumbling]

[Television chatter]

[keys clanking]

[door creaking]

Watching TV?

[footsteps padding]

Hello.

You look ill.

It's so beautiful.

So relentlessly sad.

What is?

The movie.

What movie is it?

I'm letting you down. - No, no.

I worry about you. That's all.

Why?

[television chatter]

'Cause you see I'm doing what I can?

I don't think you are even following that.

I'd like to make us a nice dinner.

I'd like to talk.

Don't you think we should?

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[footsteps padding]

[door creaking]

So, a glass of wine and a nice beer then, okay?

[glasses clinking]

One glass of this very fine red won't drive you insane.

[wine pouring]

So, what about this evening I'm planning?

I won't get drunk. Never again.

[class clinking]

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[thunder rumbling]

Well, are you going to join me,

or do I have to drag you in there?

Don't touch me.

I asked you specifically not to push me outta this.

Thank you.

I'm sad today.

I know what it's like to feel.

You look so sad. You always look sad.

What about putting on a dress?

A little lipstick?

[thunder rumbling]

It's an occasion for lipstick.

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[distorted audio]

Who's this?

Please, please tell.

What is this? What are you doing?

[distorted audio]

Please, who are you?

Is this some kind of sick fucking game or something?

Look, I don't dunno who you are or what you want,

but please just get me out of here.

Please, I can't breathe.

I'm claustrophobic, please.

Who the fuck is talking to me?

[Voiceover] It's me. You are right.

Not a sick game. Not a game.

What have I done?

[Voiceover] You wanna try my patience?

Are you sick?

Yes. Yeah, I am.

I'm sick. I'm claustrophobic.

There's no air.

[Voiceover] I'm asking you, are you sick?

I don't understand what you're asking, what you're saying.

- Your mind? - My mind?

No, I'm not sick, I'm

[Voiceover] How much do you put on the value of a life?

Of course, I value my life.

Please just listen.

If you're just gonna let me out and I'll sit with you.

We can talk, yes?

[Voiceover] I'm not here to help.

I ask questions and get answers.

What the fuck have I done?

I must have done something.

What the fuck is it?

[Voiceover] Swings and roundabouts.

Tell me about conscience.

What the fuck are you talking about?

[Voiceover] Filthy mouth.

Have it your own way.

No, please, please, please.

No, don't go. I'm sorry, I didn't.

Are you there?

Please! Please!

If anyone can hear me, please help me!

[hands thumping]

Can you hear me? Are you still there?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, right?

Please talk to me. I'll do whatever you want.

[Jack panting]

Please. Please.

[birds chirping]

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[footsteps padding]

Can I show my wife how beautiful she looks tonight?

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Do you see it like you used to?

You used to see your beauty.

Dinner smells nice.

Will you change?

Would you like me to?

Okay.

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[metal squeaking]

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[insects chirping]

[utensils clanking]

[lighter clicking]

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Are you not going to join me?

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You don't have to worry about me, John.

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You probably haven't eaten all day.

Don't you like it?

It's lovely.

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Another glass?

[wine pouring]

What do you want to talk about?

I dunno.

You start.

[person growling]

Please?

I bet you, please?

[Voiceover] Now you'll talk.

It's time to talk.

What are we talking about? - No, no, no, no.

This is the direction I want this conversation to go in.

Am I gonna die?

Am I gonna rot in this fucking box?

[Voiceover] Please just shut your mouth.

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Please.

Please.

Please just let me out.

[Voiceover] No more talking until you are ready

to get into the mindset to cooperate.

Stupid cunt!

[Voiceover] Do you use this level of command

on your partner?

Do you hurt her?

Of course, I don't wanna hurt her.

What are you talking about?

[Voiceover] Is she at the end of that ham-like fist

when you don't get what you want?

Of course I don't.

You know nothing about it.

[Voiceover] Answer my questions.

Tell you what you, you go anywhere near her,

you go anywhere near her and I'll kill you.

Do you understand that?

[Voiceover] [laughs] Are we the comedian?

The only killing you'll ever do again will be time.

Take you apart with my fucking bare hands,

do you understand?

[Voiceover] That's something you're familiar with.

That's no answer.

What do you want from me?

- My questions only. - Jesus Christ.

[Voiceover] You love your girlfriend?

Of course I love my girlfriend.

I never harm her, I wouldn't harm anyone.

Anyone!

[Voiceover] Define that love you have for her.

How did you find me?

[Voiceover] Define that love you have for her.

Right.

We're moving in together, right?

I love 'em, I love 'em more and more each day.

- Why? - Oh fuck.

She cares for me, she's sweet.

[Voiceover] Why do you love her more every day?

Do I fucking know you?

[Voiceover] Fucking, fucking, fucking.

How fucking inarticulate of you?

Is it your inability to express your feelings

that pushes you to hurt others?

You trivialize their pain.

What the hell are you talking about?

[Voiceover] Can you describe to me

why you love your girlfriend and how it grows every day?

I'm not gonna share all this with you.

[Voiceover] You are sharing this with me.

- Why? Why? - Finish your answer.

She's good to me, right?

I've told you she's good to me.

She cares for me.

What more do you want? - Terrible pity.

What do you mean?

[Voiceover] You've just made a very wrong move in life.

As simple as a wrong move,

as simple as looking in the wrong direction,

as simple as making one wrong direction

that puts you in the path of someone with the ability,

no, no, the strength to fight back.

What the fuck are you talking about?

[Voiceover] That's right, come to that realization.

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pouring]

Come to bed.

Can I get you anything?

- I'm okay. Thanks. - Not sleeping?

Nope.

Oh, poor me. Poor you.

Fuck poor me.

John, I'm busy here, so do you mind?

Mommy's a selfish cunt, John.

So is daddy.

What are you thinking?

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[ominous music]

[Voiceover] You belong deep in the earth,

out of harm's temptation.

You'll need to explain this to me.

I just dunno what you want.

[Voiceover] Evil must be buried deep

where the worms can purify it.

Why do you think I'm evil?

[Voiceover] Help yourself and tell me her name.

What name? Who are you looking for?

- Her name. - For fucks sake.

It's Jillian, Monica, Susan, Samantha, Sally, Helen.

What fucking name do you want?

[Voiceover] I want you to tell me the correct name.

- What name? - Tell me her name.

Her name, her name, her name.

What fucking name? - You are determined to die.

- What do you want? - Stop. Please. Stop.

Do I know you, hey?

Do I know you?

What? Have I fucked you, is that it?

Hey?

What, I fucked you and what?

I didn't call you back?

Oh, well, I'm sorry, right?

I'm fucking sorry.

I'm really, really sorry.

Geez, I'll tell you what, I'll tell you what I'll do.

Just let me out and I'll fuck you, right?

How about that? Is that what you want?

Hey, you want a nice fuck?

Is that what you want?

You bitter fucking whore.

[voice over speaking faintly]

Tell you what, you dried up cunt.

You let me out of here

and I'll make those juices flow nice and nice, hey?

Isn't that what you want?

[Voiceover] Shut your fucking filthy, depraved mouth.

Stay here and die.

Yeah, I will. Fuck off.

- What is her name? - What fucking name?

Amy's her name. Will that do?

- Tell me about her. - What you wanna know?

[Voiceover] Tell me something about her.

She's sweet. She's got blonde hair.

- Why did you hurt her? - I didn't hurt her.

I didn't hurt anybody.

- Burn in hell. - I didn't hurt anybody!

[Voiceover] What did you do to that little girl?

What little girl?

I dunno what you're talking about.

What little girl?

[Voiceover] Fucking scum!

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[rain pouring]

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[hand slapping] [person growling]

[hand slapping]

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What is her name?

Remember her name.

That's the only way you're ever getting out.

Answer me!

I'm going to call you Jack.

You're going to repent, Jack.

- Who are you? - Tell me her name, Jack.

- Christ's Sake. - You'll find no help there.

That's a place for people who beg forgiveness

for their sins.

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

Her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

Her name? Her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name? What's her name?

What's her name.

Jack.

Fucking stupid fucking cunt,

you fucking bitch! [hands thumping]

You fucking whore!

Fucking whore!

[Voiceover] It's all cheap wood,

but I don't think that matters to you.

The lid and sides are just an inch thick.

Even if you manage to break out of the box,

you'll have a lot of earth to crawl through.

In fact, If you did manage to make a hole in the lid,

then the box would soon fill with earth and you'd suffocate.

Isn't it worth talking to me now, before time runs out?

You're going nowhere, nowhere, Jack.

What the fuck have I done to you?

[Voiceover] Is that all?

Will it do to die here, Jack?

What is my daughter's name? - What?

[Voiceover] What is my daughter's name?

What do you mean? - Tell me her name.

I dunno what you're talking about.

I don't know her name. I don't know who she is.

[Voiceover] Do you know what the body does

when it's suffocating? - No.

[Voiceover] It starts with tightness in your chest.

It feels as if someone's sitting on your ribcage,

pressing down harder all the time until it feels

as if your lungs are being squeezed in a vice.

You start to feel lightheaded,

but you must be feeling that already.

The pain in your chest gets worse.

I hope you stay alive as long as you can.

I hope to watch you suffer.

And when you die, all your muscles relax.

You'll die lying in your own excrement and urine.

That'll be most fitting for you, don't you think?

Please, just please let me out.

Look, I can tell you terrible things if you want.

[Voiceover] My daughter, she suffered before she died.

Your husband [indistinct],

does she know you're doing this?

[Voiceover] You are not helping me.

Look, I'm not interested in your fucking tragedy.

Do you understand?

I'm not interested in you or your fucking daughter.

Just let me out!

[gentle music]

[paper ruffling]

Jack in the box.

There once was a girl with long brown hair.

Her hair reached down to her bum so she could sit on it.

She loved her long brown hair, and loved to brush it too.

She would do it best at night when she sat alone

in her bedroom,

looking out from the huge black window

at the bottom of her high bed.

Brush, comb, brush.

Her mommy told her that she probably brushed it too much

and she should leave it when it looks nice

and instead plait it when she was going to bed,

but not Dolly.

That's what she liked to call herself.

She wanted to brush her own hair, so she did.

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One night, when she was brushing her hair

before the window again,

she saw something that made her stop brushing.

Leaving her brush down on the bedding,

she reached out her face to get a closer look.

With that, the shadow of a man peered in at her

and she nearly collapsed with fright.

However, instead of collapsing,

she put her hand over her mouth

to stop herself from screaming

and let the man show himself to her.

All this happened within seconds.

He had eyes that were sunken in his head,

but he looked very plastic,

as though he wasn't real.

He came closer to the window

and then used his longest finger

to beckon her to follow him.

Why would she follow a stranger into the darkness?

Instead, she sat there with her hand over her mouth,

nodding no.

"No way," she thought.

"That's the first rule a kid is taught.

Never pay any heed to strangers,

never accept sweets from them,

and certainly never follow them."

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It was when he cried a single tear

that she began to drop her hand from her mouth

and feel the tiniest bit sorry for him.

In fact, now filled with feelings of fear and sorrow,

she couldn't decide whether she was in a dream or not.

And then, even though she should have known better,

she opened the window, climbed out, and caught his hand.

She was thinking as she climbed down into a large black hole

in the ground in the middle of the forest,

that her mommy was fast asleep

and would never know where Dolly was.

But something made her follow the plastic man,

and follow she did.

Within minutes, they disappeared into the forest.

No trace of them left.

And that was it.

Window open, Dolly gone.

The end.

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[paper ruffling]

He said to be straight with him.

I'm being straight with him.

It's difficult.

Of course.

Come on.

Things like this are about to take unexpected turns.

I'm prepared for unexpected turns.

Please!

[hands thumping]

Fucking bitch! Come on, please!

[Voiceover] You weren't difficult to find, Jack.

We've been watching you for weeks now,

watching you enjoying your life,

doing the things that my daughter

will never get the chance to do.

Please, please, you have to believe me.

If I knew anything about your daughter, I would tell you.

[Voiceover] You'd lie to me.

I never touched the hair on your daughter's head,

do you understand? - Don't insult me.

Look, there's people out there right there, right?

The people who care for me will be looking for me,

my friends, my family.

[Voiceover] No one's going to find you, Jack.

I'm going to read you a passage from a very important book.

After I'm done with you, you're out of my hands.

"Beneath the earth and beneath the surface of wood,

he shall dwell until he bears his sins.

He will speak only to confess.

Do not filter your purpose with distractions.

Confess he will.

And then through your voice, he will bring peace.

If you ask the sinful for his sins,

you must listen carefully.

Only then can you bring forgiveness

to these wretched beings.

"Only then will the true meaning of peace come to you."

Let me the fuck out! Let me out!

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He destroyed her. There's no going back.

He defiled her. He tore her apart.

He tore her little body apart.

She will always be beautiful.

She will always be beautiful.

She will always be beautiful.

She will always be beautiful.

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[child laughing]

[child laughing]

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[child laughing]

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[door creaking]

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[door thumping]

I felt her little body talk to me.

I know all these moments.

When she was hungry, she was upset, tired.

All these moments only a mother, mother,

mother can know.

Mother can know.

She's about to fall asleep. Shh.

They're all uniquely different.

I protected her, protected her.

I nursed her and held her.

I carried her, my little baby.

[object thumping]

The pain is never too much. It's what you deserve.

[somber music continues]

It is yours and you'll die with it.

I want my angel to be at peace.

[child moaning]

But your body, it doesn't hurt anymore.

Look, we fix it all.

Don't cry, baby.

Mommy will make it all better.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

How can she be at peace

when her body is so horribly mutilated?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

I'll make it all better, my angel.

Shh.

[Jane humming]

[Jane screaming]

[rain pouring]

[door squeaking]

[keys clinking]

[door thumping]

[footsteps padding]

[gentle music]

[birds chirping]

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[car engine humming]

I was asleep. What time is it?

Why don't you take off that fucking suit?

It's really beautiful out here.

Why don't you sit beside me, Jane?

Come on, sit beside me, please?

Answer me.

- It's going as I expected. - And how's that?

It's difficult, John!

Do you want me to help you?

Are you not speaking to me?

Do you really want to know?

Well, I want to know something for Christ's sake.

Why don't you let me do?

Why don't you let me help you?

I don't need that kind of help.

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[shovel thumping]

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[insects chirping]

[birds cawing]

What do you think I did to your daughter?

Yeah, that's right.

I fucked her

and I stabbed her over and over again,

and I cut her up in a tiny little pieces,

tiny postage stamp pieces.

You know, if I had your address,

I would've fucking sent it to you.

How old was she?

Why didn't you watch her?

You're her mother.

You're responsible for her.

[Voiceover] Tell me her name.

I didn't ask a fucking name.

- What did you call her? - Amy.

They're all Amy to me.

- Do you remember her face? - No.

Of course you remember.

She wasn't like other girls.

You destroyed an angel.

Where's your proof?

Where's your proof that I murdered

and raped a child, hey?

[Voiceover] You won't live, Jack.

Is the weight on your chest?

Because you'll feel the pressure soon,

and believe me, that pressure will be relentless.

[Jack sighing]

[birds chirping]

[water pouring]

Hi.

[gentle music]

Hi.

You seem better.

How was your day?

Oh, just another day.

Hard to concentrate though, you know?

Hard to live it like it's just another day.

I know, baby.

She sits with me, waiting for the answers.

A mother should do whatever she can to protect her child.

Wouldn't you agree?

Don't you agree, John?

What do fathers do?

All parents want to protect their children, Jane.

Well, then, she must have answers.

If you say so.

[gentle music continues]

I know what I'm doing.

Don't suppose you're here to join me?

I'm gonna take a shower.

[gentle music continues]

Can I get you anything?

Some dinner maybe? - Yeah, sure.

[birds chirping]

[Voiceover] Tell me why you murdered my baby.

Why did you butcher my little girl?

Why did you rape and butcher my little girl?

Why are you asking me these fucking questions?

[Voiceover] I'm sorry, cunt,

but I didn't touch your fucking daughter.

I didn't lay a hand on your daughter.

- You're fucking crazy. - Crazy.

What did you do to her?

You're gonna have to tell me what I did to her,

otherwise I can't help you.

Do you understand?

[Voiceover] You begged.

Please, please.

I don't wanna die.

[Voiceover] Neither did my daughter,

but you gave her no choice.

You begged.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry about your daughter.

[Voiceover] Tell me that now you're fucking sorry.

Tell me. - I'm sorry.

[Voiceover] Tell me what you did to her, my daughter.

- I raped her. - How did you rape her?

What do you mean how did I rape her?

[Voiceover] How did you rape her?

With your filthy cock?

Tell me now, how did you rape my daughter?

Answer my fucking questions.

How did you rape her?

You're sick. You're fucking sick.

I raped her, right? I hurt her.

I punished her.

[Voiceover] How did you rape her?

What do you want me to say?

Haven't you had enough? You've got your confession.

[Voiceover] How did you rape her? With your cock?

Did she try to fight you off?

Did you threaten to kill her

if she didn't let you put your cock in her?

You did that to her?

Did she fight you off, my little girl?

- She did her best. - You gave her no choice.

- Yes. - You stole her

from where she was safe and you did terrible things to her.

Tell me these terrible things.

- You want to suffer? - I want you to suffer.

What did you do to her?

I destroyed her.

Isn't that enough for any mother to take?

You are a fucking disgusting monster.

A disgusting monster.

You are a fucking disgusting, evil monster.

Disgusting, evil, evil monster.

You are a disgusting, fucking terrible person.

I will destroy you! I will destroy you!

You are nothing, nothing.

Evil, pure, uncompromising evil.

You will tell me what you did to her.

Do you hear me?

[Jane crying]

You...

You will never understand the fear

that I feel all the time.

The fear I felt

when they told me my baby was unrecognizable,

that I couldn't see her.

That I couldn't ever see her again.

Never.

When I sat there with some fucking [indistinct] woman.

But that means nothing to you! It means nothing to you!

It never means nothing to people like you!

The consequences, the agony!

[somber music]

Am I a stranger to you now?

Don't.

I can see it written all over your face.

You don't want me to ask you anything.

That makes me sick to my stomach.

Can you even hear me?

[somber music continues]

I don't wanna do this anymore.

[door creaking]

[Jane panting]

[Jane panting]

[Voiceover] Are these your final words?

What more can you want?

[Voiceover] You've done nothing to help me,

to convince me.

What you want me to say?

You have said nothing. Nothing.

I've told you, I'm innocent.

You told me lies, nothing but lies.

You are all the same.

How can I help you now?

What more do you want me to fucking say?

I've told you everything.

Tell me again. I what more detail.

I am responsible for your daughter's death.

I killed her. I suffocated her and I raped her.

Did you suffocate her

before you raped her?

I didn't care if she was dead.

I raped her when she was unconscious.

I raped her and then I cut her body

into tiny little pieces so no one could identify her.

[Jane panting]

You did all that to her?

Yes. Yes.

How did you cut her up?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

I cut off her legs, then I cut off her arms,

and then I severed her neck to free her head.

[person laughing ominously]

How could you do that if you've never done it before?

I don't know.

[ominous music]

I cannot help you.

[Jack screaming]

[person moaning]

[Jane screaming hysterically]

[somber music]

[screaming drowns out John]

[Jane crying hysterically]

[somber music continues]

[Jane screaming hysterically]

[somber music continues]

[Jane screaming hysterically]

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[Jane screaming hysterically]

[somber music fades]

[gentle music]

[birds cawing]

What are you doing?

No! No!

[Jack screaming]

[birds cawing]

[Jack screaming]

[hands thumping]

[wood creaking]

[birds cawing]

[gentle music continues]

[birds chirping]

[birds cawing]

[birds chirping]

[gentle music continues]

[somber music]

[somber music fades]

[gentle music]

♪ When you leave, don't forget to close the door ♪

♪ When you leave, don't you dare come back for more ♪

♪ Because you know I can't be by your side ♪

♪ Well, I know that you didn't need to say ♪

♪ The things you said, but you said them anyway ♪

♪ And now I can't be by your side ♪

♪ And the leaves falling down ♪

♪ And I know that my crown may have slipped just a bit ♪

♪ But I will take the blame ♪

[gentle music continues]

♪ I hope one day you will find the words to say ♪

♪ What you mean [singing faintly] ♪

♪ You have served out your time ♪

♪ You will see ♪

♪ No matter what you thought of me, I was right ♪

♪ Know I'm never wrong ♪

♪ And you will see what I see before long ♪

♪ And the leaves falling down ♪

♪ And I know that my crown may have slipped just a bit ♪

♪ But I will take the blame ♪

[gentle music continues]

♪ Now you will see [singing faintly] ♪

♪ That the soul's never meant to be ♪

♪ And band will play on ♪

♪ So, when you leave, don't forget to close the door ♪

♪ When you leave, don't you dare come back for more ♪

♪ Because you know I can't be by your side ♪

♪ And the rain's falling down ♪

♪ And I know that my crown may have slipped just a bit ♪

♪ But I will take the blame ♪

[gentle music continues]

[gentle music fades]