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(upbeat electronic music)

(tense electronic music)

(heavy metal music)

(flames whooshing)

(heavy metal music)

(flames crackling)

(fire whooshing)

(clock ticking)

(suspenseful electronic music)

(clock ticking)

- You're late.

- And you are stunning.

Have you done something new with your hair?

- No, I didn't.

Please don't play with my creatures.

We're backlogged as it is.

- I like playing with your creatures

and touching them and all that good stuff

and oh, ah your claws are showing.

- They always are.

- Okay, well I'm gonna need two things from you, Lilith.

First, I'm gonna need 60 seconds before I get in there.

- No.

No, no.

Okay, what you can do, go to your office.

Because we're backlogged.

- Don't you want to know

what the other thing is? - No.

Office.

Backlogged.

- Can I please stay and play with your creatures?

- No, no, no.

- You know I'm your boss, right,

and I can hang out here as long as I want to?

All right, you get away this time

but just know this isn't over.

- Okay, great.

- I still love you.

- Good for you.

- See you later.

- Probably not.

Probably not.

- All right.

You got this, Asmodeus.

All right, so you're the boss.

You're gonna make today your bitch.

Think, think Weinstein.

Think Weinstein.

You're gonna take today,

you're gonna bring today to a very sleazy motel

and you're gonna make today

do things it wouldn't normally do

under these particular circumstances

and then she's not gonna say anything for 20 years.

It's gonna be lovely.

Weinstein, okay.

I gotta call that guy.

Lilith, could you please send in the first client?

Mr. Richard Hackett, as I live and breath.

How the heck are you?

- Where am I?

I mean, what is this place

and who are you?

- Why don't we figure this out

with a little bit of conversation?

Good boy.

Okay, as for why you are here,

as you so skittishly asked,

because you have been a very bad boy

and it's my job to figure out

how bad of a boy you've been.

That way, we can figure out how you fit in down here.

- But I didn't do anything.

- Let me be the judge of that.

(tense music)

Okay, Rick, I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions,

just standard procedure, of course.

Cool?

Okay.

Have you ever killed anyone before?

- No.

- Have you ever raped anyone before?

- God no!

- Have you ever willingly listened

to a Dave Matthews Band CD?

It's a simple yes or no question, Rick.

- This is ridiculous.

I have done absolutely nothing wrong.

All you have to do is look in my file

and you'll see I'm not supposed to be here.

- That's the first time I heard that one.

Why don't we take a walk down memory lane

and you can tell me your story?

Just keep in mind, it better be a good one.

'Cause the stakes are very very high.

(suspenseful music)

(man groaning)

(suspenseful music)

- Coffee?

- So, how's your dating life?

- Oh.

Not good.

(suspenseful music)

- Renee?

- That's me.

- Hi, I'm Richard.

It's nice to finally meet you.

- You, too.

Did you have any trouble finding the place?

- No, no not at all.

Actually, I didn't even know this place was here.

- Yeah, I love little mom and pop diners.

I know it's nothing fancy,

but they always give me that feeling of family.

You don't get that with a big corporate restaurant.

I hope that's okay.

- Yeah, yeah.

This is great.

So, uh.

- See, this is the problem with online dating.

When you finally meet the person,

you have nothing to talk about.

- Well, even though we've been talking

for a couple weeks now, I think we'll manage.

Now you said you're originally from Lakewood, right?

- Yes, sir.

Born and raised

and you've always lived in Akron, right?

- Well since I was six years old, yeah.

My parents were originally from Poughkeepsie, New York

but I barely remember anything about that.

- Why not?

- Well, I mean.

I was six, so.

- Oh okay, I get it.

Also you said you worked as a claims adjuster.

What's that?

- Basically my job is to figure out

how much an insurance company is liable

for when a claim is submitted.

- I'm not following you.

- Well like, if a client has a car accident

or a fire or some other type situation

I'm called in to assess the damage

and figure out how much we're willing to pay out.

- No, not a clue.

- Okay.

Let's say you're in a car accident, okay?

- [Renee] Okay.

- And you have insurance, right?

- No.

- What do you mean no?

- I mean I don't have any insurance.

- You know that's illegal right?

- I don't think that's true.

- Yes, it is.

- Well, even if it is, it doesn't matter.

Because I've never been into an accident.

- But what if you do?

- But I haven't.

- But let's just say that you do.

- I have a perfect driving record.

- That doesn't matter.

I mean things happen.

- I just think it's a waste of money, is all.

- I think you'd feel differently

if you were ever in an actual accident.

- Well, I guess we'll never know

because I don't plan on getting into an accident.

- I don't think anybody ever plans

on being in an accident.

- How you both doing tonight?

- You're being incredibly rude.

We're in the middle of a conversation here.

- I'm sorry.

I was just wondering if I could start you two

off with some drinks.

- Well you should be.

Now go away.

We'll call you if you're needed.

Can you believe the nerve of that woman?

- She's just doing her job.

- Oh that's just an excuse.

No one has any manners anymore.

- I think you might be overreacting a little bit.

(lighthearted music)

- You know what?

You're right, I'm sorry.

I guess I just must be nervous.

Us meeting for the first time and all.

- It's okay.

You have absolutely nothing to be nervous about.

- Thank you.

You really are an amazing person.

- Now you said you work in collections, right?

- Yeah, that's right.

I get to chase down the scumbags

who don't pay their bills.

- That sounds tough.

- Not really.

I just do it for the money.

It's not my true passion whatsoever.

- What's your passion?

- I volunteer at my church.

My faith in God is extremely important to me.

- That's really nice.

I'll bet that's really rewarding.

- It's extremely rewarding.

My relationship with God

is the most important thing in my life.

Do you have a relationship with God, Richard?

- I don't know if you could it a relationship.

I mean, I would consider myself spiritual

but... - Don't worry.

We can fix that.

So, Richard.

Rick.

Dick for short.

(Renee chuckling)

Short dick Rick.

(Renee laughing)

I'm joking, of course.

I don't care if you have a short dick.

I have a tiny vagina.

(Renee laughing)

- Miss, I think we're ready to order.

So, I know you said that you've been single

for about two years now.

Have you had any luck whatsoever

on meeting somebody on the site?

- Not at all.

They should call that site Plenty of Losers

because that's all that's on there.

Not you, of course.

You're great.

I'm talking about everyone else on there.

- No, no I get it.

Trust me.

I've had my fair share of bad ones.

- What's the worst date you've ever had

with someone on the site?

- Well.

I would have to say

a girl I went out with about two months ago.

Before the waiter even got to the table,

she burst into tears talking about how much

she still loved her husband and she didn't want the divorce.

Could not be anymore awkward.

- Yeah, that's a bad one.

But I can top it.

Last year I was seeing this guy from the site,

pretty much exclusively.

Things were going great, I thought,

until I walked in on him in the bathroom

and he was shooting up into his dick.

Yeah.

He claimed it was steroids,

but I don't know, could of been heroin.

It was completely insane.

So I just broke the whole thing off.

The relationship, I mean.

Not his dick.

- Wow.

That is a bad one.

- Yeah, and... took me forever to get rid of him.

Stupid asshole.

He kept calling, showing up at my house.

I had to get a restraining order.

I kept telling him,

Jeremy, leave me the hell alone.

I don't want anything to do with your creepy stalking

and your drug riddled meat stick.

- So, if you could pick the three best qualities about you,

what would they be?

- We're not really going to do this, are we?

- We don't have to.

I just thought it might a nice way

to get to know each other.

- Okay.

I would have to say

my sparkling personality,

my stunning good looks,

and I have a non-existent Ray-Ray count.

- What's a Ray-Ray count?

- I don't fuck black guys.

Never have.

I'm really hate to do this

but I have to use the restroom.

- Sure, that's no problem.

- I had three cups of coffee this morning

and it's starting to fight back,

if you know what I mean.

I think I just turned on my Ronco Underwear Juicer.

- Okay.

Sure.

- [Renee] Thanks, you're the best.

- It's like how would that have bearing on it

one way or the other, you know?

I don't know, he's nuts.

Anyway, what's up with you?

- You know what?

I'm gonna run to the restroom real quick, so.

- [Man] Oh, okay.

Don't fall in. - I'll be back.

- Is it okay for me to take these?

- Yeah, thank you so much.

By the way, I'm really sorry about

how my date treated you earlier.

That was completely uncalled for.

- No worries, I deal with all kinds.

- Well, you shouldn't have to.

Again, I'm sorry.

- Well thank you.

So how's the date going, anyways?

- Honestly.

Not good.

(both chuckling)

- Kinda figured.

First date?

- Yeah, yeah.

- At least you found out early, right?

- True.

It's just, we seemed so compatible

over the phone and text.

- Nobody acts the way they really are at first.

- I guess.

- Dating's tough these days.

It's not it used to be.

- You can say that again.

- Is there a problem here?

- Jesus, you scared me.

- What the hell is going on over here?

(tense music)

- Our waitress was just clearing the table.

- That's bullshit.

I'm gone for two minutes

and I come back to find you flirting with this bitch?

- No, it wasn't like that at all.

- So you weren't flirting with her?

- Not in the least bit, no.

- You heard him, tramp.

Fuck off.

- Ma'am, you have

the wrong idea. - I said, fuck off.

(tense music)

If this is going to work,

you're going to have to start sticking up for yourself.

I can't be around 24 hours a day to defend you, you know?

- I don't think this is gonna work at all.

(tense music)

- What are you talking about?

- Look.

You seem like a really really nice girl.

I just don't think that you and I mesh well.

- Mesh well, what the hell does that mean?

- I'm sorry.

- You're sorry?

What were the last two weeks about?

You certainly seemed to think we meshed well then.

- I know but you can't really get a good feel

for someone in text.

You know what I'm saying?

- So you were lying to me.

- No, that's not what I'm saying at all.

It's just...

- It's just what, motherfucker?

Spit it out.

- I don't think we should see each other again.

(tense music)

- Come on, Richard.

You don't really mean that, do you?

- I'm sorry, Renee, yeah I really do.

- Richard.

- That's inappropriate.

- You son of a bitch.

You shower me with affection,

you make me fall in love with you

and then you pull this shit.

- Make you fall in love with me?

We've been talking for like two weeks.

- Don't interrupt me.

You're just a fuck boy.

- A fuck boy?

Really?

- Really.

You just want to fuck with a girl's emotions.

Well I'm not gonna let that happen.

You and I have something really special here.

Something that doesn't come along very often

and I'm not gonna let you throw it away

because of your idiocy.

- Right.

Miss, can we get the check please?

(tense music)

- So will this be separate checks?

- You're making a big mistake.

- No, it's okay, I've got it.

- It's no trouble, really.

(tense electronic music)

(woman screaming)

(woman gasping)

(tense music)

- Nobody move.

Shut the fuck up, sit down now!

(tense music)

Don't even try it, fat boy.

I'll end you right there.

(tense music)

You know, I think our date might be derailed.

What do you say we start over?

- Please, don't do this.

- Do what?

- You have to let these people go.

- No, I don't.

I don't have to do anything expect breathe.

- I'm asking you to please put the gun down.

- I may be willing to consider that

but we have to finish our date first.

I mean, you asked me out, I'm here.

It would be rude not to continue.

Besides, we haven't even had dessert yet.

- You're insane.

- Am I?

You pursued me online, if I'm not mistaken.

You ranted about how beautiful I was.

About how much we had in common.

How I was everything you were looking for.

Fuck, Richard.

You even talked to me about kids.

- You asked me what I thought about kids

and I said I liked them.

- Don't backpedal.

You know what I was talking about.

- Just because we've been talking for two weeks,

that does not make us soul mates.

It takes time to get to know each other

in order for that to happen.

- No, that's not what you said online.

You said there was no time limit on love.

- People say a lot of things

when they're getting to know each other.

- [Renee] So you were lying to me?

- No, I'm not saying that.

- [Renee] Then what are you saying.

- I'm saying...

I'm saying that sometimes

when you're getting to know someone new

that you want to impress

you say some things that may not be untrue

but, they might be exaggerated

in order to appear more important.

- I don't.

- Everybody does.

It's not a slight against you.

- That's all fine and dandy

but I'm telling you, I don't.

- All right.

How bout this then?

You murdered that waitress.

- She had it coming.

She was a fucking cunt.

- You also said the most important part

of your life was your relationship with God.

How can you possibly have a relationship with God

when you have no problem breaking one of his commandments?

A big one.

(tense music)

(Richard shouting)

- How dare you question my relationship with God,

you son of a bitch?

My faith in God runs deeper than anything

your pathetic life has ever had to endure.

Maybe you should just keep in mind

that it was my relationship with God

that brought us together in the first place.

He brought us together

as a reward for my loyalty.

Something to think about, huh mister fucking spiritual?

(woman sighing)

Oh my God.

(eerie tense music)

She's an angel.

An angel sent straight from heaven.

What's your name, beautiful?

- Her name is...

- I didn't ask you, bitch.

- It's okay, baby.

- Sophia.

- Sophia.

That's a beautiful name for a beautiful little girl.

How old are you, Sophia?

- Eight.

- Wow, eight.

You're a big girl, aren't you?

Do you believe in Jesus, Sophia?

Young lady, an adult asked you a question.

- Yes.

- That's good.

That's really good.

Because you're gonna get to meet him tonight,

real soon.

- Hey!

I don't know who the fuck you think you are.

Getting a little tired of this horseshit.

Look, I'm sorry you can't find a fella to fit the bill.

Life sucks.

That aint that little girl's fault.

It's none of our fault.

You're already in over your head here.

Why don't you put that gun down

and just stop this nonsense?

(tense music)

Come on now, sugar.

(gunshot)

(woman shouts)

- Shut the fuck up!

Everybody shut the fuck up now!

I want you all to take a good long look

at mister tough guy over there.

(man gurgling)

Look at him.

Now look at Richard here.

Remember his face.

Etch in your brains.

Because he's the reason you all are going to die tonight.

He's the reason you'll never see your families again.

- Renee, this is absurd.

(Richard grunting)

- Is it?

You brought this hell on yourself.

Your lies and deception

are what put you in this position.

- But I didn't do anything.

- Yes, you did.

Yes, you did.

And now you're going to pay for it.

These acts can't go unpunished.

You can't lie to people.

Not about love.

Especially not about love.

- But I didn't lie.

I do love you.

(eerie tense music)

- What you say?

- I meant what I said.

I do love you.

I was just afraid.

Afraid of being hurt again.

Hell, maybe I was afraid of being happy.

I don't know.

But you've shown me, Renee.

You've shown me that if someone can be as passionate

about love as you are,

maybe it's worth taking a chance.

(Richard shouting)

Is it okay if I hold you, sweetheart?

- Of course it is.

(eerie tense music)

You see?

You see how wonderful this is?

(eerie tense music)

(dramatic music)

(gunshot)

You asshole.

You stupid stupid asshole.

I would of given you anything.

You could of had everything.

But that's all over now.

How does it feel to know

that last thing you did with your life

was kill a room full of innocent people

all because you were too stupid

to recognize the best thing

that ever happened to you.

You're fucked.

(gunshot)

(tense music)

(heart beating)

- Relax, try not to move.

Now, this might sting for a second.

- Where's Renee?

- She didn't make it.

- I don't know what happened.

- It's okay.

We do.

Just take it easy.

- Thank you so much.

- Trust me.

There's no need to thank me at all.

Hell, I'm not even a paramedic.

- What?

- The names Jeremy, by the way.

I hope she mentioned me.

- What?

- She was truly one of a kind, man.

She was everything to me.

And you took her from me.

Now that can't go unpunished.

But don't you worry.

It will all be over soon.

(eerie tense music)

Night night.

(tense music)

- Wow.

You sure do know to pick 'em,

don't you, Rick?

- Do you understand now?

I didn't do anything wrong.

I mean, hell, I'm the victim here.

- It's funny, now that I think of it.

I remember meeting your girl Renee down here

not too long ago.

She was nice.

You know, a little bit on the dramatic side.

We love getting those religious types down here, though.

The boss really considers it a personal win.

- So can I go?

- It's such a tragedy.

I mean all you wanted to do was meet a nice girl,

maybe get a little bit of strange

and you had to die over it, man.

Am I right?

- Can I go?

- Just one more question, if I could.

As far as your death was concerned,

how did Marcy take it?

- Excuse me?

- You know, Marcy.

Your wife.

It says here you two would have celebrated

your 13 year anniversary this September.

It's such a shame,

especially with having kids so young.

I'm sure she totally understood

about the whole Renee thing, though.

After all, she did support you for two years

while you worked on your novel you never finished

with that harlequin with the nicely

oiled up man on the cover.

- Look.

I may not have been the most faithful husband

but that doesn't make me a horrible person. I mean...

is infidelity even really a sin?

- Oh who could tell anymore?

I mean the rules change from week to week.

I will tell you this, though.

Habitual cheating, not a very nice thing to do.

You know something, I think you're gonna fit in

down here just fine.

I tell ya what, though.

I'd be more than happy to pull a couple strings

to make sure you and Renee

get to spend a little quality time together.

After all, you're soulmates, right?

(eerie music)

Bye bye.

All right, Lilith, can you please bring

in our next contestant?

(Lilith sighing)

- [Lilith] On the way, Gregory.

- Thank you so much.

I appreciate it.

All right.

So, Mr. Justin Parker, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, young man.

My name is Gregory Asmodeus

and I'll be serving as counsel for your case.

I take it our welcome committee

has brought you up to speed?

- No.

- That's all right.

So you can pretty much think of me as your attorney.

The opposing attorney,

the judge, and the executioner.

But seriously, you got nothing to worry about.

We already know you're guilty.

Just a matter of trying to figure out

where you fit into our little company here.

You know what I mean?

- No, I don't.

What am I guilty of?

- All in due time.

For now, why don't we talk about

what brought you here in the first place?

- What brought me here in the first place?

I don't even know how I got here.

- Now, everybody's experience is a little bit different.

Why do you say we go over your file here

and see if we can't sort this out together.

That sound good?

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Hey, baby.

It's me.

We need to talk.

Do me a favor, meet me at the barn where we met.

I'll tell you about it then.

- That sounds kinda sketchy.

- You have to trust me on this one, okay,

just meet me there.

- [Iris] Okay, just give me a half hour.

- Okay.

I'll see you soon.

(suspenseful electronic music)

- Justin?

Justin?

(suspenseful electronic music)

(Iris gasping)

(eerie tense music)

(Iris gurgling)

(Iris coughing)

- Iris?

Iris?

(eerie suspenseful music)

(tense music)

- [Justin] Okay, you ready?

- [Brittany] Yup.

- [Justin] We can turn around.

You can back out right now.

I'm not gonna judge you.

- [Brittany] Why would I want to do that?

- It's just been awhile

since I brought anyone home to meet her.

- I'm really excited to meet her.

- I'm glad you are, 'cause I'm not.

Just don't say I didn't warn you, okay?

(doorbell ringing)

- Justin.

Oh baby.

- Hey, Mom.

- Oh you made it.

Oh, baby.

It's so good to see you.

- Good to see you, too, Mom.

- And this must be darling Brittany.

- It's really nice to meet you, Mrs. Parker.

- Oh it's Ms. Parker, unfortunately.

Why don't you come in?

So.

Justin told me you two met at school.

- Yup.

We were in the same dorms, just different halls.

We ran right into each other.

- Literally, ran right into each other.

Our textbooks went flying everywhere.

We knocked Wilson's coffee over.

- Oh yeah.

- That's sweet.

So, what it was love at first crash?

- I guess you could say that.

There was just something about him.

- There certainly is.

Isn't that sweet?

- So, if you don't mind me asking,

how long has Justin's dad been gone?

- That's a personal question.

A lady doesn't ask another lady a personal question

like that, does she?

- I am so sorry.

You're right.

I'll change the subject.

- No, it's fine.

I'll answer.

Justin's father was murdered 10 years ago

in a serial killing spree.

- Oh my God, that's horrible.

- Yes.

It was.

And ever since that night I've done everything I can

to make sure my little boy is taken care of.

- You sound like an amazing mom.

- Thank you.

Oh, Justin.

Think I'm starting to like this one.

- What, have you had any trouble

with any of his previous girlfriends?

- Well, you know.

A mother and her only child.

The love, the expectations.

No one can live up.

(bell ringing)

Dinner's ready.

- Thank God.

You okay?

- Yes.

Stop freaking out.

Everything is great.

- Just got to make sure.

My mom can be a little intimidating.

- She's a big sweetheart.

Especially compared to my last boyfriend's mom.

- Really?

- Oh yeah.

- Okay, good.

Come on, let's go eat.

My moms a hell of a cook.

- Thank you so much for dinner, Ms. Parker.

Everything was delicious.

- Sure.

- So.

What was Justin like as a kid?

- He was a little trouble maker.

- I'll bet he was.

- Come on, Mom.

Can we please not talk about that?

- She brought it up.

- Yeah, I'd like to know more about him.

How was he with the ladies?

- He was very popular.

He had like four girlfriends in high school.

- Just four?

- He was a very serious dater.

When he was with someone,

he'd be with them for about a year.

- Then what would happen?

- They'd break his heart.

- Oh.

I'm sorry to hear that.

- Can we please talk about something else, anything?

- Actually, may I be excused?

I need to use the restroom.

- It's right down the hall,

second door on the left.

- Thank you.

- What?

What's wrong with this one?

- Do you want me to be honest?

I think she's a little fake.

- A little fake?

- Yeah.

- You said she was a sweetheart.

- I can be fake, too.

- Here we go, once again.

No one is ever gonna be good enough for you, are they?

- No.

No.

Of course they aren't, baby.

(phone vibrating)

- Shit, Christ, it's work.

I gotta take this.

- Why don't you go ahead and run outside

so you can have some privacy.

- Where's Justin?

- He went outside

to take a work call.

- Dinner really was great.

Thank you again so much.

- Sure.

- Can I ask you something?

- Sure.

- How can you hate me when you don't even know me?

- I never said.

I never said I hated you.

- You didn't have to.

(tense electronic music)

- Brittany.

My son and I share a special bond.

I would do anything for him.

(eerie tense music)

(girl screaming)

And over the years I have seen a parade

of young women walking through that door

vying for my son's attention.

(eerie tense music)

Do you want to know what every single one

of those girls had in common?

- What?

(eerie tense music)

(chainsaw revving)

(girl screaming)

- They all disappeared.

Leaving him heartbroken.

I've seen my son's heart broken too many times

to just blindly accept anyone who walks in his life.

- I completely understand where you're coming from.

I'm telling you that I love your son

with all my heart.

I've never met anyone like him.

I want to spend every waking minute with him.

He's all I ever think about.

It's important to me that you trust me.

- Trust.

Okay.

You want me to trust you?

Fine.

Let's test that.

You brought it up earlier.

You really want to know what happened to Justin's father?

- [Brittany] Okay.

- [Priscilla] Would you consider yourself a religious woman?

- I wouldn't consider myself religious, no.

Spiritual, maybe.

I'm embarrassed to admit I'm a bit too ignorant

on the subject to consider myself religious.

I mean...

I do believe there's some sort of higher power, I just...

don't know what that would be.

- Right, well.

When I was young, I had the same mindset as you.

I was lost.

I felt confused.

Alone.

Until I found a group of people

that felt just like me.

And I was so naive.

I was with them for almost two months.

Before I realized,

I joined a satanic cult.

(fire whooshing)

And the funny thing is,

even after I figured it out,

I stayed.

They were like family to me.

Until, the night it was announced

that we were all to sacrifice ourselves to Lucifer,

to prove our devotion.

So I escaped

to the sound of my brothers and sisters

killing themselves.

(man screaming) (flames crackling)

And each other.

- [Brittany] Oh my God, that's, that's horrible.

- And the sad thing

is I probably would of joined them

if it weren't for one little thing.

I was pregnant with Justin.

Two months.

So I may not of had the self esteem

to care about my life.

But my son's life meant the world to me.

So I left.

And I found my family, my real family,

and they helped me with my pregnancy.

And later on,

the police,

they told me that the other members

hadn't killed themselves.

They were murdered.

So when Justin got old enough to understand

and ask me about his father,

I never lied.

I just omitted some facts.

You see, my son's life means everything to me.

And if I didn't have him,

I'd have no reason to go on.

- I'm so sorry.

- Don't be.

If I hadn't gone through that ordeal,

I never would have my wonderful son.

But you understand, he can never know that.

Okay?

He has closure now.

- I, I understand.

- [Priscilla] Get that.

- Okay.

- Go on.

- Look, Ms. Parker.

I completely understand why you're apprehensive

about trusting me

especially after everything you've also gone through.

I can't even begin to imagine.

But I need you to know that I really do love Justin.

All I want to do is make him happy.

You're the most important person in his life.

It's important to me that we get along.

(eerie tense music)

(wet crunching) (Brittany gasping)

(eerie tense music)

(demonic coughing)

(distorted) So, what gave me away this time?

- Your reflection in the mirror gave you away.

(eerie tense music)

- (distorted) Oh shit.

That's not the first time I've forgotten that one.

- You about ready to give up?

- (distorted) Not a chance.

I'm just warming up.

What was up with that bullshit story you told in there?

I seem to remember things going a bit differently.

- That kind of truth is better left lost.

- (distorted) You killed the members of your cult

because you wanted my power all to yourself.

- Oh, I murdered them because you possessed them.

- (distorted) Just like a woman.

Aways someone else's fault.

Never your own.

- You know I'm never gonna let you have him.

- (distorted) He's our son.

A boy deserves to know his father.

- Just because you had a hand in his conception.

(distorted laughing)

- (distorted) A hand?

I seem to remember a dick and a tongue in there as well.

I also seem to remember you liking it quite a bit.

- Oh, why do you have to be so vulgar?

- (distorted) I'm the devil,

what the fuck did you expect?

- In any event, I'm not gonna let you have him.

So please let him go.

I'll do anything.

Take me instead.

- (distorted) The only thing I needed from you

ended a long time ago.

What I need now is Justin.

You know it's the only way I can return to the flesh

besides, I can't take you or even kill you for that matter.

It's part of the arrangement you made

when you summoned me all those years ago.

- And how many bimbos are you going to inhabit

that I have to destroy

in order for you to understand

I am never going to let that happen?

- (distorted) As many as it takes.

Once he impregnates just one,

I can be reborn and rule the world that is rightfully mine.

- At the expense of our son's life.

- (distorted) Well, no plan is perfect.

It's called acceptable lost.

- No.

It's over.

You've lost, you're done.

- (distorted) Oh it's far from over.

This has been a long time coming.

You can't protect him forever.

- Yes, I can.

I'm his mother.

It's what we do.

(wet crunching)

- [Justin] Hey, Mom, what's up?

Where's Brittany?

- Oh, babe.

She had to leave.

But she told me to say goodbye to you.

- Look, Mom, I don't want to fight you, okay.

I just want you to trust my judgment once in awhile,

that's it.

Just because I have someone in my life that's not you

that I care about

it doesn't mean that I'm trying to replace you.

No one can ever replace you.

You're my mom.

I'll always be here for you.

- Oh I know, honey.

Thank you.

Sometimes, it's just hard to let go.

(knocking at door)

- Hi, sorry to bother you but some friends dropped me off

and I'm a little lost.

I'm looking for a party on Thorten street.

- Yeah Thorten.

It's about five blocks up that way.

- Hey, is there any chance you'd be willing

to show me the way?

- I certainly would.

Let me just grab my keys.

- No, I'm running out to the store.

I'll take you.

- Really, this late you need to go to the store?

- Baby, you know I keep odd hours.

- Okay, well, have fun and be safe.

It was really nice meeting you.

- Donna.

- Donna, very nice to meet you.

Take care, hope you find your party all right.

- Nice try.

(eerie tense music)

- (distorted) Go to hell.

- So you see, dear Justin.

Your mother was a real Ellen Ripely type.

- Who?

- You know, Ellen Ripley.

Aliens.

Game over, man.

Not a sci fi fan?

Nevermind.

Okay, the point is that your mother

was keeping quite the dirty little secret from you.

One she was keeping your entire life.

- That's crazy, that's not true.

- No, I'm afraid it's true.

You happen to remember what happened next?

(eerie tense music)

(wet crunching)

(eerie tense music)

(wet crunching)

(eerie tense music)

(Justin gasping)

- I...

I killed her.

- Yeah, you did.

- Killed my mother.

- It was a real Scooby Doo ending, too.

She would of gotten away for it

if it wouldn't for a meddling kid.

Yeah?

Hey, hey Justin, you got a dog?

Sadly, that's not where the story ends.

Apparently, you were so distraught

over the death of mommy dearest,

you took a header off the roof of the family home.

Normally, I love a good murder suicide like that,

you know, but.

When it comes to situations like that,

my boss was definitely not amused.

Anybody there, hello?

Hello?

Well as fascinating as this conversation was,

I'm gonna have to ask you to take a seat

in our spacious waiting room out there.

Just let me work my magic, Justin,

and it's gonna be fine.

Okay, it's gonna be fine.

No worries, yada yada yada.

(eerie dramatic music)

- I killed her.

I killed my mother....

- Yeah, you did.

Lilith.

Next victim, please.

- Somebody mind telling me what the hells going on here?

- Mr. Simmons, I assume.

- Yeah, that's right.

Who the hell are you?

- Oh, I'm Gregory Asmodeus.

I'll be serving as counsel on your case today.

- Case?

What case?

- Exactly.

Why don't we go over your file here

and see what we can come up with.

- All right, what do you want to know?

- Well, let's take a look here.

So you ran a small advertisement company with your brother?

- Yeah, that's right.

- And, and I see you write jingles, that's exciting.

- No.

I handle the business end and book the gigs.

Benny writes the jingles.

- Wait a sec, aren't you Benny?

- No, I'm John.

Benny's brother.

- I'm confused.

- Join the fucking club, pal.

- Okay.

John, why don't you tell me your side of this.

(phone ringing)

- You got me, what's up?

- [John] Benny, baby.

How's my big brother doing?

- You know, hooking, crooking.

What's going on with you?

- [John] Just checking in.

You okay?

You sound off.

- Yeah, I think I'm coming down with something.

- [John] Shit.

I need that jingle for Tiger Brand Coffee by Sunday.

- Johnny, Johnny...

I have never missed a deadline.

You have no worries, man.

- [John] I'm serious, no fucking around here.

Do you know how hard it is to sell jingles?

- Fuck man.

You could sell dick to a whore.

It's what you do.

You're a salesman, and you're damn good at it

I, on the other hand,

I write jingles,

and I'm also very good at it.

So how 'bout you stop busting my balls, okay?

You'll have your jingle by Sunday.

I guarantee it.

- [John] You're right, no pressure.

Just get it done.

By the way, did you enjoy my care package?

- What care package?

- [John] Jesus, Benny.

I know you got it.

The tracking number said it was delivered two days ago.

- Hang on.

(Benny coughing)

Yup, got it right here.

- [John] Open her up.

- Oh, man.

Oh, thank you so much.

No, I really do appreciate it.

This is great.

I was starting to run low.

- [John] Look inside the coffee can.

- Okay.

I don't get it.

- [John] Dig inside the coffee.

- Oh hello there.

- [John] That is some of the finest kind bud

you are ever going to smoke.

- Kine bud.

- [John] What?

- Kine bud.

Not kind.

K-I-N-E.

- [John] I'm pretty sure it's kind bud.

- Yeah, well if you thought that,

you'd been wrong.

- [John] Well, I don't give a damn what you call it.

- Yeah don't worry about it.

Everybody fucks that up.

- [John] It's gonna have you seeing God.

- Well, that's a pretty tall order.

Especially since I'm a safe distance from religious.

Spiritual maybe, but.

- [John] Trust me.

This shit can change ya, man.

- Well I do thank you for this

and I will be giving you my review directly.

- [John] Oh, there's one more thing

I wanted to talk to you about.

- Yeah, what's that?

- [John] We're planning on putting together

a nice big meal this Sunday

and well we'd really love

to have you over. - John, you know

I can't do that.

- [John] Oh come on, man.

The kids would really love

to see their Uncle Benny, you know?

- Great.

Bring 'em by, I'd love to see them, too.

- [John] The place isn't exactly kid friendly.

- Look, we've been over this, man.

I have agoraphobia.

I'm not just doing this for fun.

It's an anxiety condition.

- [John] Jesus, Benny.

You haven't left that apartment in 12 fucking years.

- I can't leave the apartment.

You know this.

Why do you always have to minimize this?

- [John] You could at least try.

- What do you want from me?

I can't leave the apartment.

It's not an option.

What part of that can't you get through your head?

- [John] This isn't healthy, Benny.

This can't be good for you.

- I'm surviving.

- [John] The only reason you survive

is because I take care of you.

- Oh am I becoming an inconvenience for you?

You wanna stop?

- [John] I didn't say that, it's just.

- It's just what, John?

- [John] I'm just worried about you, Benny.

- And I appreciate that, I really do.

It's just is what it is.

- [John] Can you at least think about it?

- Yeah, yes, okay.

I'll try.

I'll think about it.

- [John] Thank you.

Now seriously, I need that jingle in three days.

You got it?

- I got it, boss.

- [John] Good.

Talk to you later, all right?

- All right, take care, man.

All right.

Little brother wants a jingle.

Let's give him a jingle.

Of course it might be nice

to have a little herbal inspiration first.

I think it's about time we give this little lady

her day in court.

I got three days, right?

(eerie tense music)

* I'm smoking this weed

* Just lay back

* Coffee cake Kush cleaner then a Maytag *

* Got me tripping

* Mixed in and just see that

* Smoke so lacking

* Nothing but a feed back

* Say yes I got green

* Yes I got purple

* See me inside

* Smoking that early

* Bitches aint know

* Nothing 'bout this

* Smoking that gas

* Got a motherfucker twist

* Rolling up that Backwood

* Stuff it full of purp

* Tell 'em what's good

* We got pounds of that herb bitch *

This is definitely not kine bud.

I'm not even sure this is pot.

Somebody got ripped off.

* Tiger Brand Coffee

* It always does the trick

* Tiger Brand Coffee

* It always does the trick

* And if you don't like it

* You can suck my dick

Yeah, I don't think they're gonna go for that, Benny.

(creature chittering)

(tense music)

What the fuck?

(tense music)

(creature trilling)

(Benny grunting)

(tense electronic music)

Jesus Christ, no.

(tense electronic music)

Help!

Help!

Anybody, I'm in here.

(Benny coughing)

Anybody, help!

Help!

Wait.

That's not smoke.

That's weed.

(Benny laughing)

Kine bud, I get it.

You didn't tell me this shit creeps up on ya, Johnny.

Nice.

(tense electronic music)

Might as well get the full effect of this bad boy.

(psychedelic electronic music)

(Benny laughing)

(static crackling)

(eerie tense music)

Well, that was a neat ticket.

The gift that keeps on giving.

Man, I could eat a baby's butt

through a park bench right now.

(tense electronic music)

The fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Junior, it's Benny.

Listen, man.

I need you to call me back.

I gotta talk to you about this coffee that you sent me.

I don't know, is it like a special blend

or, I don't know, something added to it or something?

I swear, I've never had coffee like this

and as you know, I've had my fair share of coffee.

All right, anyway, give me a call back

when you get a chance.

Not that important.

All right, take care.

(eerie electronic music)

What the fuck?

All right just keep it together, Benny.

We just gonna ride this out.

We'll be fine.

Yeah, that's what we need to do.

We'll just sleep through it.

(eerie electronic music)

God damn it.

(eerie tense music)

(Benny groaning)

No, I'm not falling for this Poltergeist shit.

(creature chittering)

You little motherfucker.

(tense electronic music)

(creature chittering)

Johnny.

Johnny!

You gotta help me, man.

It won't stop.

It just, it won't stop.

What the fuck was in that weed you gave me?

(ethereal growling)

Johnny, Johnny?

(Benny groaning)

(tense electronic music)

(Benny groaning)

(phone ringing)

(Benny gurgling)

(phone ringing)

- Benny, Benny is everything okay?

You cut out and you wouldn't pick back up,

so I tried the business line.

You sounded pretty upset.

What's going on, are you okay?

You there?

Well, listen give me a call when you get this message.

You really got me worried here, man.

If I don't hear from you by five,

I'll swing by after work, okay.

Seriously, call me.

And that's everything.

I'm not saying Benny was a saint

but he sure as shit didn't do anything

to end up in a place like this.

Neither did I, for that matter.

Look, there's gotta be some kind of mistake.

- Can you, can you excuse me for one moment?

- Yeah sure, whatever it takes.

(tense electronic music)

(soft muzak)

(tense electronic music)

- Gregory.

Something I can do for you?

- Ah, minion.

Minion, minion, minion.

Minion, I appreciate it, though.

- It's Midian, Gregory.

Donald Midian.

For you, Mr. Midian.

- Okay, Mr. Midian.

Always mess that up, I apologize.

But you'll excuse me, though.

I got a meeting with Mr. Tempter.

- No, you don't.

- No, no I think he's gonna want to see this.

- Fine.

Just give this information to me

and I'll make sure he gets it.

- [Gregory] Oh, I don't think so.

- Oh, I do think so.

- Okay, seriously.

What the fucks your problem with me?

Why do you hate me so much?

- Why do I hate you?

You're arrogant, obnoxious, lazy.

You have no respect for me or anybody in this company.

See, you might have everyone else fooled

but you don't fool me.

You might have convinced Mr. Tempter

you deserve your position here

but I'm second in command

and I'm gonna be second in command until the end of time

and I'm not someone you want to make an enemy.

Just something to think about.

- I'll keep that under consideration.

But something for you to consider, for instance,

would be your breath.

It smells like every single one of your teeth

in your head, just took a giant horrible terrible shit

at the same time.

With that said, perhaps I could throw some gum brands

at ya, so next time you're at the,

you know, local convenience store down here,

you know, Wintercoat, Forest, Dentyne, Bazooka Joe.

You know, PupperMints.

But, oh.

I must be going, Minion.

I'll see you around.

(Midian exhaling)

Hey, how's my favorite prince of darkness doing?

- Make it a quick one, Gregory.

Look, I am teeing off with Kinison in one hour

and I have to get to the clubhouse

before all the drinks are gone.

(Tempter shouting)

- I feel your pain there, sir.

But do me a favor and take a look at this case file.

- Really? - Yeah.

- What, I'm supposed to be doing your job now?

Like I don't have enough to do around here already?

- I believe you'll find it of interest.

- Oh.

Well, that's not good, is it?

Okay, now what am I missing here?

If it's his brother that bought the farm,

then what the here is he doing here?

- Well, in a delicious twist of irony,

Mr. Simmons was involved in fatal car accident

while going to go check up on his brother.

- Son of a.

I hate to give our competition credit,

but that is some dark fucking shit right there.

Say what you will but the big guy upstairs

has one wicked sense of humor.

My hats off to him.

Kudos.

- Absolutely, but what do we do?

- The rules are very clear, Gregory.

The case has been improperly filed

and it can be proven that the client is innocent.

Well then the client is released.

The agent who filed the case

is not only terminated

but he has to take the client's place.

That's a rare situation.

But it's far from new policy.

- Well, see that's the thing.

Take a look at the agent number.

- What?

Agent 23-19.

Shit.

That's Vince Baphomet's kid, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- This is exactly why I hate doing favors for friends.

- Yeah.

So what do we do?

- Well I can't just fire him, right?

That would ruin poker night.

- Yeah which is why I brought this directly to you.

- No one else has seen this document, correct?

- Nobody that could do anything about it.

(tense music)

- Well.

It appears, this just isn't Mr. Simmon's day, is it?

(Tempter laughing)

- Read you loud and clear, sir.

Consider it done.

(tense music) (Tempter laughing)

(rock music)

* Step right up

* Take a peek inside

* She's a ripping machine

* There's nothing to hide

* There's plenty to chose from

* So play your hunch

* And each one comes with a body in the trunk *

* Round and round and round we go *

* They cannot follow our show

* Get by looks

* You can cop a feel

* While what you buy

* What you can't steal

(heavy metal music)

* This is what you know

* This what you know

* (guttural singing)

* This is what you know

* (guttural singing)

* This is what you know

(heavy metal music)

* Actions have consequences

* I'll get what I deserve

(heavy metal music)

* Actions have consequences

* There's no sky

(heavy metal music)

* Step right up

* And take a peek inside

* She's a killing machine

* There's nothing to hide

* There's plenty to chose from

* So play your hunch

* And each one comes with a body in the trunk *

* Round and round and round we go *

* They cannot follow our show

* You can go by looks

* You can cop a feel

* There's a free one that comes with every meal *

* (guttural singing)

* I'll get what I deserve

* (guttural singing)

* Actions have consequences

* Consequences

* There's consequences

* Actions

* There's consequences

* Actions have consequences