Original subtitles

(eerie music)

- Oh Stanley, I'm so happy with the ring you sent me.

I love you so much and I can't wait until we're together.

- Oh Alina, it won't be long.

- I have to go, sweetheart.

Same time tomorrow?

- Same time.

(classical music)

(sighs)

Hi there.

- Hey baby, how are you doing tonight?

- Getting nervous...

Won't be long until I'm married.

- Wanna get naughty, cutie?

- Nah, let's just talk.

- Okay, well what's on your mind?

- I've been lonely so long and now I have

this beautiful fiancee...

- Stanley, you're cute and sweet,

any girl would be lucky to have you.

- Thanks.

(smooch)

- Hi baby, oh I miss you so much.

- Oh sweetheart, I miss you too.

- I'll be there next week,

oh I can't believe it is finally here.

- This time next week, we will be Mr. and Ms. Stanley Arlow.

- There's something I need to tell you about.

- What is it, sweetheart?

- I feel kinda bad.

- It's alright, just let it out.

Whatever it is we'll work through it.

- I have a sister.

- Okay, why are you worried about telling me you--

- Hi.

- This is Alisa.

She's a bit of a wildcard.

- Why are you worried about telling me you had a sister?

- We're really close, we're kinda stuck with her.

She's gonna come live with us.

- I love you Alina, nothing is going to change that.

This time next week, we'll be married.

- Oh I love you so much, Stanley.

- I love you too, hah.

(classical music)

(notifying bleep)

Hi there.

- Hey baby, how are you?

- I got some really interesting news last night.

- Oh cool, what is it?

- Well, uhm, my fiancee has a twin-sister.

- Awesome, are they identical?

- No...

- Is she cute?

- Yeah, she's really cute.

- Well good for you.

So, what's the problem?

- Well she's gonna have to live with us

and I have a small place

and I don't think Alina realizes how small it is

and I'm worried that she's going to find out

how small the place is.

- So what you're telling me is that your fiancee

is beautiful and she has a twin-sister who's coming to

live with you in a small place?

- Are you there?

- I'm here.

- Okay, uhm, yeah it's real small

and the place...

- Well I hope "the place" means the house

and not a metaphor for your penis.

- Uh, yeah, of course...

- Well come on, people pay good money

to have two beautiful women come over.

- That's true, heh...

But I can't, it's her sister, I can't, I can't...

I'm not going to think about that.

- That's your loss, but okay.

I know you'll be happy together.

- Thanks.

- Well they sound very close.

- She says they are really close.

- Well good, you're going to be a happy family.

- Hah, yeah...

- Same time tomorrow night?

- Same time.

- Alright, trudge you later.

- Bye.

(classical music)

- Yup, we're Siamese twins.

- But, but, how?!

- I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner baby,

I just, I didn't know how...

- Dummy here was afraid that you'd dump her.

She's right isn't she?

Told you sis.

- Okay, okay, okay, look, just me catch my breath.

- Come on, let's get our bags and leave.

Let's get out of here.

- Alina...

I love you.

And nothing is going to change that.

- Oh Stanley I love you so much!

- Welcome to your new home.

Welcome to your new home.

- Thanks.

(classical music)

(classical music)

- I'm so glad you're here.

And you too Alisa.

- Well I have to be, don't I Stanley?

I'm with my sister, aren't I?

(awkward laughter)

- Oh...

I've thought about this a lot.

- Me too, it's like a dream.

- Ugh, I know, it's all she's talked about for weeks.

Stanley the man, he's my man, ugh.

- Well, I am her man.

- Do you have any brothers or sisters?

- No, I'm an only child.

- [Alina] Really?

- Yep, just me.

- Well having Alisa here,

it's like having a built-in best friend.

- Hah, you'd have to like each other.

I mean you do everything together.

- Everything.

(loud thump)

- Everything?

(romantic classical music)

How do you ladies like to sleep, naked or...

- Pajamas.

- Whatever makes you comfortable.

- Can you give us a minute?

- Yeah, sure.

Keep it a little mystery.

That's good.

(giggling)

- [Alina] Oh no, no, no, not there (giggles).

- [Stanley] How about there?

- [Alina] (giggles) Oh, no a little to the left.

- [Stanley] Oh, uhm... (giggles)

Hold on, hold on.

(moaning and giggling)

Okay, okay, uhm, is uh...

Oh, oh!

- [Alina] Yeah?

- [Stanley] Yeah!

- [Alina] Oh? - [Stanley] Oh!

- [Alina] Yeah?

- [Stanley] Uh, oh...

(panting and giggling)

Was that okay?

- Yeah, yeah... (panting)

- I love you.

- Oh, I love you so much too.

(giggling)

- You are so beautiful.

So beautiful...

(giggling and smooching)

Oh Alina, oh Alina.

(gasps)

- That's my tit!

(snickering)

- (whispering) Oops!

(giggling)

Hey.

That sister?

- Hmm?

- She wants to have somebody of her own.

- Ah, bummer man.

- Yeah...

- Is she hot?

- Yeah, she's really hot.

- Hey man, let me take a run at her.

- Yeah?

Okay.

Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see what I can do.

- My man!

(laughter)

Right?

- Yeah!

(squishing)

Oof!

(laughter)

Huh...

(snickers)

Phew.

(romantic classical music)

They'll be right down.

- Oh, okay.

Oh yeah hey, I brought this too.

It's like a Chateau or something like that.

- Any good?

- I don't know man.

- [Alisa] Is that him?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- There they are.

Oh...

This is Alina, this is Alisa.

Girls, this is Jerry.

So Jerry says...

Why, he's dead anyway right?

(laughter)

- [Jerry] Oh, good one.

- Ah...

- Well let's not bore these ladies any longer,

tell us about yourselves.

- What do you want to know?

- You know, you got any "wants" or "desiors"?

- I want some more wine.

- Alisa sweetie don't you think you've had enough?

- No.

- I like a girl who can drink.

- Me too.

- Oh I can tell you something about these ladies.

They're seamstresses.

- We're seamstresses.

- [Alina] Oh, we were back home.

- Okay, what kinda stuff do you make?

- Women's clothing, dresses mainly.

- I like dresses.

- Really, what a surprise.

I want some more, please.

If I'm made to sit through this,

(whispering) I'm gonna need a lot more.

- Alisa, don't be rude.

- No it's fine, it's fine, I was just being polite

cuz Stanley begged me to...

So there's that, Stanley.

Well, uh, Alina it was nice meeting you.

Uh, Alisa, fuck you.

- I'll kick your fucking ass, motherfucker.

I'll tear your fucking throat out!

(smooch)

(relaxed classical music)

(soft smooch)

(notifying bleep)

- Hi there.

- How ya doin'?

- Oh, I'm great...

- Stanley, what's wrong?

- The sister thing, it's not working out.

It's harder than I thought.

- I bet it is, relationships are hard.

- Yeah...

This one doubly so.

Alright you can choose to pass if you're just not

into the guy, but you can only pass three times in a row.

If you like them, you can choose to refresh

your two minutes with him.

- Okay.

- Alright, so what kind of guy are you looking for?

- I don't know, tall, rich, hot?

- It's a good site.

I know people who have met their husbands and wives here.

- I don't understand why we can't just type in

tallhotrichguys.com.

- Alisa sweetie, just give it a chance.

- Fine...

Type "dancing".

- Okay, okay.

Here we go.

- Hi, my name is Phil and I love Jesus

and he loves you too.

It really would be great if we could get together

and worship together and we could praise Jesus

cuz he loves that sort of thing.

What do you say?

(Alisa makes a buzzing noise)

- Hi, I'm Sandy.

I like to feel mud between my toes.

- Seriously?

I'd break him in half.

- I'm Chuck and I'm a level 74 wizard.

You can come to the battles of Endar with me

and we can dungeon it up together.

Rawr, what do you think about that?

- (laughs) No, no, no, clearly he lives with his mom.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Bunch of duds on here tonight, huh?

- I know, I was just saying the same thing.

What did you get?

- Typical closet dykes and hogs.

You know...

- (laughs) Catch a clue ladies, wrong fucking site.

- Look are we gonna do this,

you could just give me your number.

I could be there in an hour.

- Okay, 555-4657.

- Cool, seeya in a bit.

- Okay.

(minor scale tone classical music)

- How are you?

- I think I have the wrong address, is this uh...

It his 307 Windale?

- Yes, you're here for Alisa.

She's my fiancee's sister.

- Alisa...

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Uhm, would you like something to drink?

- Yeah, I'll take a Texas Thunder.

Select, if you got 'em.

- I do, have a seat.

- Nice place.

- [Stanley] Thank you.

All I had was Texas Thunder Light.

Ahem...

Oh, here they are.

- What the fuck?

Am I being pranked, am I being pranked man?

- [Stanley] No, no, no, no, wait a minute.

- Man...

- What are you doing, no!

- Bro I will knock you the fuck out.

- No please don't.

- Ladies you are gonna go viral.

(growling)

Away, you fucking freaks!

Oh, get off me you fucking freaks!

(head bashing against floor)

(classical music rhythm picks up speed)

(grumbling and panting)

(audible inhaling and exhaling)

- Alisa, that wasn't supposed to happen here.

- So what, so we move on.

- Excuse me, excuse me...

- What?

- What the fuck was that?

- Prick deserved what he got.

- Stop, just stop.

- You weren't supposed to murder him.

- That shit just happened, Stanley.

What are we gonna do about it?

- I have no idea.

I have never killed anybody before, have you?

(giggling)

Alina?

Has this happened before?

- Ugh, we'll clean it up.

- Shit, I'll help.

- Now why did you go and have to do that?

We had new lives.

- You have a new life Alina,

I just got dragged along for the ride.

- Hey.

We're finished.

Look, you can turn us in if you want to.

We understand.

- Were you going to tell me that your sister

is a homicidal maniac?

- No, it was just one other time and she has a temper.

- Oh, oh, oh, she just killed somebody one other time.

I'd like you to answer me one question.

How many guys were there before me?

- What do you mean?

- That you tried to dupe?

- Is that what you think this is?

- I think it is pretty clear.

- I didn't try to trick you.

- Well, what would you call it?

- A mistake.

- A horrible, terrible mistake that

I'm now an accomplice in.

- Look I can't change what happened here tonight

and I can't change who we are

but just know that we grew up with

this kind of hatred our whole lives.

- We were almost beaten to death when we were kids.

Rocks and sticks...

Just because we were different.

I know it is no excuse...

- [Alina] Look I love you

and I know you're going to do the right thing.

- Ah...

I'm not going to turn you in.

(audible exhaling)

I was so lonely before you came here and...

I love you so much.

I don't want you to go.

I love you and I think that you're two

of the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

- Can I give you a hug?

- You're not gonna kill me are you?

(awkward laughter)

(sniffing and whimpering)

(police radio chatter)

- Looks like the perp walked the body in,

carried in trash bags.

Yes sir, yes sir, two bags full.

Cheap trash bags from the look of it.

I'll have the boys wrap this up for forensics nice and neat.

You boys get your asses over here and investigate.

I don't have all day.

- [Voiceover] Yes ma'am.

- Yeah we should have this wrapped up by lunch tomorrow.

If you've seen one body dumped in cheap white trash bags,

you've seen them all.

(classical music)

- Uhm, hey uh Billy?

Uhm, how you doin'?

- Hah, oh man, I'm doing real good tonight.

- Yeah, yeah...

Uh Billy, sorry, this is my fiancee Alina.

And this is Alisa.

- Meow.

- Oh wow, Stan the man.

You told me your girls were beautiful but shit man!

- Hmm, Stanley brought me a dirty rocker boy.

Momma likey.

- So, what's the plan tonight?

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah...

I haven't gotten it like this since I was on tour.

Oh yes.

(soft rock music)

Oh yeah, that's it baby.

Get it, get your freak on!

Ah, oh yeah suck it freak!

Oh yeah suck it.

Suck it you freak, ugh.

Oh get it you freak, oh, oh, fuck.

Oh get it freak!

Oh that's the fucking freak show!

Ah...

(snip)

(screaming)

(Alisa spits)

(screaming and laughter)

- Wow, I really kind of lost it there.

Wasn't that awesome?

(laughter)

- Alisa, you can't keep doing this.

No matter how mean they are to us.

- Honey, let's give her a break huh?

I think we just need to get rid off, uhm, Billy back there

and then we'll see about getting your sister some help.

- (snickers) If I get help, your pretty little woman

here gets help too, Stanley.

- Alisa stop.

- Fuck you.

- [Alina] Oh yeah, that's real grown up.

- [Alisa] Yeah, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you...

Fuck Stanley, fuck you, fucking fuck fuck fuck.

- [Alina] Well, fuck you too, bitch.

- Are you two finished?

- [Both] Yes.

- Good, stay here.

(loud thump)

(notifying bleep)

- Hey cutie, getting bored with the relationship yet?

- Definitely not boring.

- Hmm, I like it, do tell.

- Alina's sister is a maniac.

- Yeah?

- No, really, a maniac, like a real maniac.

- Oh, so she likes the rough stuff?

- Yeah, really rough, you wouldn't like it.

- Oh, she sounds hot, I like it rough.

Can I come over to your house, a freebie?

- No, no, no way, that is not happening.

- Ah, you're a meanie.

- Just stay there.

(sighs)

- Jesus what a mess.

Looks like the same MO, cheap white trash bags.

Definitely dollar store shoppers.

Hmm...

What do you know, perp has real body chopping skills.

Looks like it was done by an expert.

Ugh.

(classical music)

- So what brings you out here into the real world tonight?

Oh, uh, here they are.

- Hi, I'm Courtney.

- Hello Courtney.

Are you a friend of Stanley's?

- We are old friends.

- Yes and I've heard so much about you girls

so I just wanted to get to know you a little bit better.

- Well Courtney, let's get to know each other then.

- Okay.

(erotic music)

(smooching and moaning)

- Stanley, who knew you had such naughty friends?

This bitch is hot.

(smooching and moaning)

(screaming)

- No Alisa, stop!

Oof.

(stumbling)

(psychotic laughter)

What the fuck?!

(psychotic laughter)

We need to go to lunch.

- Hold your sausage, alright, where are we going?

- I don't know, out.

- Okay...

Sounds awesome.

(crunching)

Hmm...

Well that did not hit the spot.

Man what are we doing back here behind this dry cleaner?

Bro you are not gonna ask me to suck to my cock, are you?

- What, no.

- Good.

Then what are we doing out here?

- Where would you draw the line if your wife did something?

- You mean if I had a wife?

- Yeah, hypothetically.

- Shit man, I don't know.

What did she do, cheat on you?

- No, no nothing like that.

I mean I could handle that.

What would be the absolute breaking point?

- Hey man, I'm pretty much an asshole so,

it really doesn't take much.

- Can you help me out here?

- Look man, if you tell me what you're talking about

right now, I can come at it from that angle.

- What I have to say you might not like to hear.

- Oh my God, it's one of those things.

Am I gonna think differently of you?

- Yes.

- Ugh, man I don't know.

Well you're not gay.

- No.

- Then what is it?

- Alisa killed somebody.

- What, are you serious?

- Yeah, I mean it was some time ago but...

- Oh my God that is so fucked up.

How do you feel about it, man?

- It bothers me.

- Yeah, you're a decent guy.

Well I mean you don't wanna fuck

things up with Alina, right?

- Right.

- Right, then who cares?

Like I don't even know how to deal with

that sort of shit, man.

Like do they charge them both?

What if they can force them to separate?

- You know...

- Stanley, Stanley Steamer?

- Huh?

- Thought I lost you there.

- You think they'd do that?

- [Jerry] What?

- [Stanley] Separate them and then prosecute the guilty one?

- Man if there's any fucking justice they will.

- That's a good idea.

- You know, I have good ideas too man.

You ever hear about my beer 'cuzzi you can fuck?

- I think I wanna do it.

- What the beer 'cuzzi or the other thing?

Well I just had to ask man, shit.

- Will you help me?

- Man, I don't know okay?

That's some seriously heavy shit.

- What if I told you it doesn't stop there?

- What?

- The killings.

- Wow, you said killing.

You didn't say killings.

- There's been three since they got here.

- You fucking with me?

- No.

- Jesus Stanley, are you in on it?

- Just an accomplice, I guess.

(Jerry sighs)

- [Jerry] What did they do?

- Alisa has had three dates since she's been here,

she's killed each one.

- She did that shit before you let me ask her out?

- No, no after.

So I mean she has had four dates but she's killed three.

- That could've been me.

- This last chick, has a link to my credit card account.

- Oh man...

- Will you help me get her out of our lives?

- Is it a sex thing?

- I think it might have something to do with it.

- Bitch!

So she didn't wanna kill me,

because she didn't wanna fuck me.

Ugh, yeah I'll help you cut that bitch loose.

(crunching)

- The third drop site took it to a whole new level.

There was more genital mutilation on the victim

but the decapitation scares me.

We're dealing with an animal here.

And I thought this one was gonna be easy.

I was wrong.

(classical music)

- A coworker and I were talking today

and he came up with a really, really interesting question.

- That asshole?

- Jerry, yeah.

Uh, Alina, when Alisa gets drunk,

why don't you get drunk too?

- Oh that's because the doctors told us

that we have a separate blood flow system to our brains

so what affects one, won't affect the other mentally.

- Oh, okay.

Oh, looks like we're out.

Would you like me to open another?

- I'm gonna need more.

- Alright, coming right up.

(classical music)

- [Alina] Do you need help in there?

- No, cork's stuck.

(plopping)

Here we are, you wanted more?

There you go.

- You aren't gonna have any?

- Yeah, in a minute.

(classical music)

- Oh my God, Alisa are you okay?

- [Stanley] We don't have much time.

Listen to me, honey listen to me.

It was me, I put something in her drink.

- What are you talking about?

- I needed to talk to you and I can't have her listening in.

- What is it?

- I think we've got something nice here, don't you?

- Yeah but--

- [Stanley] Hear me out.

I just think we can't keep going on like this.

She's got problems.

- I know.

- I think we need to cut her loose.

What do you say?

- What do you mean?

- I'm talking about, figuratively

and literally cutting her loose.

- Separating us?

- [Stanley] Yes.

- How, that's expensive!

- Don't worry about that, I've got some things in the works.

What do you say?

Come on baby, it's the only way that things

are ever going work out between me and you.

- Yes.

- You'll do it?

- [Alina] Yes.

- You'll go along with it?

Okay, okay.

You can't tell her.

And we need to get our story straight

before she wakes up, otherwise she'll think I did something.

- Okay.

- Okay.

I love you.

- I love you so much.

- Hold on, hold on, just...

I'm almost...

Okay, I can get there...

Okay just this one second...

There we...

(grumbling and growling)

Alright, here...

(grumbling and growling)

(smooch)

("Bitch (can't hode dey smoke)" by Toe Head)

* Oooh, crawling up the spirits

* Let the whole world out

* Crackers on crackers, ha ha ha

* When yo mix it up with nutty

* Fucked to get a bullet right through the roof

* Talking back, cheap, drunk wine

* And living on half a brain

* Have lost my mind and I'm doing time

* With a crazy man that knows my name

* Another balling brothers

* Calling looking like a stripper

* If I seen it once, I've been there twice

* Bitch can't hode dey smoke, no

* Come on now lucky, you crazy plaid

* Bitch can't hode dey smoke

* Brown-eyed lucky, and crazy bitch

* Bitch can't hode dey smoke

* Brown-eyed lucky, you crazy lass

* Bitch can't hode dey smoke

* That crazy bitch is on her way

* I can't wait for another easy way to say

* Uhuh, uhuh

(whispering) Alina?

(whispering) Alina?

- What, what's happening?

- Sshhtt...

Tomorrow.

- Will it hurt?

- You'll be okay.

- But what about...

- It's the only way.

- No!

- Lover's quarrel?

- It's the only way, tomorrow.

(howling wolf)

(struggling and grumbling)

- The victim was a 25 year old female.

She worked online as an online sex artist.

Putting on sex shows for lonely old sexually-needy perverts.

At 2.99 a minute.

That's a lot of sex.

Sad...

Sutherland, I'm gonna need a list of all the credit cards

used on the website pamperedpeckers.com

in the past six months.

- [Sutherland] Picked Peppers?

- Pampered Peckers.

- [Sutherland] Pimpled Pickers?

- Pamperedpeckers.com.

- [Sutherland] What?

Gee.

- You ready?

- Divide and conquer.

(cracks fingers)

(cracks fingers)

- Scalpel.

(splashing and gushing)

What's this?

- Uh, tendon.

- Right...

(splashing and gushing)

Uhm...

What's this here?

- Muscle, you have to figure out

which one of them it belongs to.

- How the hell am I supposed to know that?

Spreader.

(splashing and gushing)

Okay.

I think I almost got it.

Clamp!

Clamp, now!

Clamp!!

(huffing and puffing)

(splashing and gushing)

How am I doing?

- Good man, you're doing good.

- It's a lot different than

a German Shepherd that's for sure.

- What?

(splashing, gushing and groaning)

- Ah, shit!

Gauze!

Gauze, gauze!

Gauze, more, more.

(groaning, huffing and puffing)

(splashing, gushing and groaning)

Gauze!

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit...

Oh shit.

(huffing, puffing and sighing)

Cauterizing iron.

Dab here.

Okay...

(sizzling)

Alright and there.

Yeah...

(sizzling)

Got it.

Okay.

I think I got it.

Yeah...

(heavy breathing)

Yeah, yeah...

Here we go.

(chainsaw revving)

(splashing, gushing and chainsaw revving)

Oh God, oh God!

Ah!!

Hold Alina, hold Alina!

(splashing, gushing, chainsaw revving and groaning)

Phew.

Go ahead, cauterize Alina so she's easier to transport.

(sizzling)

- Oh, does that make you hot baby?

- Welcome to your new life, baby.

- We did it.

- Now let's hope she makes it through the night.

- Man that cauterizing is some nasty shit.

Kinda makes me wanna fry a baloney sandwich.

(puking)

Oh man, that can't be sterile.

Alright man you clean up this shit, I'll take care of her.

(car engine revving)

(car door slams shut)

Alright honey, lets find you a nice, quiet, secluded place.

Oof.

Hey honey, did I ever tell you I was a screenwriter?

Yep, working on a real good one right now.

It's called King Kong in Outer Space.

Speaking of King Kong...

You should've got ya some of this while you were alive girl.

Now it would be a complete waste not to take you for a spin.

(moaning and groaning)

Yeah King Kong in Outer Space.

It's gonna be a hit.

(moaning)

You just don't seem that into it, darling.

Real dead fish.

Cold too.

Well I can fix that.

Old Jerry is gonna take care of that.

(crackling)

Party time.

(moaning and crackling)

Fuck that, oh, oh, oh...

You like that, don't you?

Oh, you love it.

(moaning, groaning and crackling)

Ugh, ugh...

(gasps)

Oh shit.

(choking)

- You're a terrible fuck, Jerry.

Alina?

What have you done?

(Jerry moans)

(skull cracking and psychotic laughter)

- When you wake up this whole nightmare will be over.

I've taken care of things.

I love you so much.

(laughter)

(laughter)

(laughter)

(loud thump)

(car engine revving)

(splashing and gushing)

- I'm en route to the fourth of 25 addresses

linked to credit cards in our area

used on the website pamperedpeckers.com.

Nothing has turned up yet but I'm confident

that one of these addresses will give us a clue

to our killer.

(anticipating music)

(car engine revving)

(anticipating music)

(glass breaking)

(ominous music)

(choking)

- Did you think that you just could just cut me off

like a mole?

Like a cancer?

You fucking killed me, Stanley.

And now, I'm gonna kill you.

I'm going to cut you out of this family.

I thought this time it could be different.

I thought that I could give myself,

the real me,

to a family.

I know that I'm broken, I'm sick...

I'm sad, I'm angry...

I just want to fit in.

(groaning)

I thought this was my chance.

It wasn't my chance, was it Stanley?

I was just a byproduct to you.

- No, you've got it all wrong.

We didn't mean to kill you.

- Lies.

All men are the same.

What part should we separate from you?

Little Stanley perhaps?

- No, no please, please, please, I'll do anything.

I've got my 401K.

You can have it all.

You're free.

Free to do whatever you want.

- I never wanted to be free.

I wanted to be together, forever, with my sister.

Just like we were made.

You took that from me.

You took everything.

Now, I'm going to take everything from you.

Nice and slow.

(splashing, gushing and screaming)

(splashing, gushing and screaming)

(ominous music)

(huffing and puffing)

- You bitch, you let me go.

You're not gonna get away with this.

- It's a shame I don't care, I just want revenge.

(splashing, gushing and screaming)

Sshhtt...

We don't wanna wake sis!

(splashing, gushing, screaming and psychotic laughter)

Here comes the hammer, baby.

(loud thump)

(groaning)

- Alisa, what are you doing?

Stop, just stop.

We can start over.

- Why did you let him do this to us?

Why did you choose him over me?

(sniffing) Why?

- Love, you psycho.

I love you.

I'm in a lot of pain.

- [Detective Waters] Suddenly the murders just stopped.

The trail has been cold for months now.

Who knows, maybe the killer moved on

to another area when things got too hot.

In this business you learn that the truth

is always stranger than fiction.

One day you're chasing a killer on a rampage,

the next day everything shuts off like a faucet.

And all I'm left with is a stack of papers,

hundreds of photos and a cold-ass case.

That's how it works sometimes in my business.

Lock it up in a drawer and maybe get a lead

that breaks the case.

- You ain't gonna believe this shit.

- [Detective Waters] Until then there are always

more crazies, killers and thieves out there.

Always a new case.

(ominous music)

And more times than not it will make

all other cases pale in comparison.

(laughter)

(country music)

- I apologize for all the construction going on,

it's been hectic, you know...

- Oh my God, Stanley, what just happened?

- [Stanley] I don't know, but we've got a mess to clean up.

- How the hell do you know what I wanted?

- Does that make you hot, baby?

Yeah, bitch...

- She worked online as an online sexual artist.

Putting on sexual shows for sexually repressed

lonely old sexual perverts.

At 2.99 a minute.

(country music)

(laughter)

(coughs)