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[no audible sound]

[projector clicking]

♪

[woman] I used to live here.

[girl screaming]

♪

Terrible things have happened in this house.

It could not be stopped

once the wheels were set in motion.

♪

[laughter]

Childish games can turn ugly real fast, can't they?

[projector clicking]

If she's still here,

then it won't be quiet.

[crickets chirping]

[typing]

[eerie ambiance]

Later, haters.

[musical sting ♪]

♪

- [gasps] Ah, oh! - Sorry, dude.

Ah, what the hell are you doin'?

- Did I get you? - I'm gonna knock you out.

You got me, man. Come on, don't do that.

Anyway, I'm last man out, so I'll lock up, all right?

All right, yeah.

How's it goin'?

You know, I'm trying.

Makin' all the changes Alan wants.

You can score it in the morning.

Cross my heart, hope to die.

Well, I've already laid down the basics, I just need to see it,

so I can really tweak things.

Okay, look, uh, that file

will be on your server in the morning. - It better be.

- All right? - Yeah.

- Hey, can you do me a favor? - What's that?

Would you get the hell outta here?

five minutes of my life talking to your sorry ass.

- Now, go. - You know what? I feel sorry for your wife.

What? Hey, don't talk about my wife.

You're a freakin' workaholic.

Blow me!

[chuckles]

Fuckin' gay.

[indistinct whispering]

[muttering] I'm losing my mind.

[eerie music ♪]

[camera beeps]

[picture frame clatters]

Jesus Christ.

Oh! Ow!

Fuck!

[wincing in pain]

Who the fuck builds a floor like that, huh?

Fuckin' step.

[ring clattering]

Oh, shit.

What is that?

Oh, God...

[rat squeaking]

I'll fuckin' find you, wedding ring.

[eerie music ♪]

What the hell?

What the hell?

[coughing]

[chuckling]

Oh.

Susan.

[music box playing ♪]

[indistinct whispering]

[creaking]

[eerie music ♪]

[screams]

[siren wailing]

Hello, I'm Sarah with channel 47 news.

We're live on the scene here

at a local Dallas film studio on Goodnight Lane

where one of the employees has been found dead

this morning by the cleaning crew.

The police are investigating the cause of his death...

[police scanner chatter]

- Sir? - Yeah.

I know this is a lot to take in right now,

but I'll need you to identify the body for me.

That's Ron...

Doesn't look like anybody broke in.

No?

No, it looks more like a freak accident.

Huh.

Guy was going for a cup of coffee and tripped,

impaled himself on something.

Wow.

Could've happened to anyone.

It could?

Really?

I, I imagine this would have gone a little differently.

Well, when it's your time to go,

it's your time to go.

Well, I guess it's your time to go.

[car engine starts]

♪

[police sirens]

You okay, man?

Yeah.

It's weird. There was this lady.

She was... lookin' at me and, um...

She...

No, that's just weird, everything's fucking weird.

Let's go talk to the others.

Seriously, we're just gonna keep working like nothing happened?

Yeah, it's called a deadline.

- Deadline... dead... - Wow.

- I know, it's just a little... disturbing is all. - Yeah.

Whatever, this just crosses the line into bizarre.

I know you've only been here a few months,

but I'm the new guy, and I just think it's odd

to be working in this building after Ron died.

Yeah, well, welcome to indie filmmaking.

There's a skeleton in every closet.

You're full of 'em today.

Well...

That was unpleasant.

Yeah, well, Alan, janitor quit.

He said he's gonna have nightmares

after finding Ron's body with the eyes open.

It looked like he had seen a ghost.

Sorry, not to scare the new kids.

Oh, like it's a big secret we have a ghost?

Come on.

We've all felt it before.

'Cause I was working here late one night,

and the lights flickered, and I thought it was a power outage,

but then they went down really slowly

and then just came back up by themselves.

It was pretty freaky.

And that's it?

Dude, I've lost keys,

I've had equipment moved from one room to another,

I came in one morning,

and an entire section of footage

had been completely re-edited.

It was better, but, you know,

it's the principle of the thing.

Wait, you guys aren't serious right now.

- Sure! - Are you serious?

Hey, hey, hey look. Okay?

I was just kidding.

No ghost.

Alan, what are we doing?

Well, last I checked, we had a deadline.

We lost our lead editor.

We didn't lose him, Alan. I mean, he died.

I know he died, and we all feel awful about it, John-ny.

All right?

But, the police said it was an accident.

And they're professionals. They know what they're doing.

And I, for one, believe them.

Look, it-it's very simple. He's here late.

He's alone.

He's surfing the internet for free porn, he whacks off,

he gets hungry, he's tired,

he goes to the kitchen, raise that blood sugar,

he slips,

hangs it all up on a coat hook.

Yeah, but what about the look on his face?

I said he whacked off.

Look, dead is fucking scary, no matter how it's laid out.

Now, I say we just take a couple days here,

we go and comfort his wife, Susan, at the funeral,

then we get our asses back here, and we finish the film.

Before, if I may remind us,

that we have to pack everything up

and move our shit to the new location

before the wrecking ball flattens this place

for the new tenants?

we're all gonna have to pull together

and wear a few different hats.

Maybe some hat pins.

All right, Ben?

As assistant editor, I'm gonna need to upgrade you.

- You're now lead editor. - Cool.

But I'm also gonna still need some help in production and on set.

- All right. - And now that the janitor quit,

I'm gonna need you to pick up some slack there too, okay buddy?

[scoffs] Fine.

But listen, we're gonna have to pull some late nights.

So I've really gotta know if I can count on you.

I, yeah, I don't have a social life. I'm in.

Great.

- Yeah, whatever you need. - Thank you.

That's the spirit.

And I'm also gonna need someone to contact Lauren...

- Laurel. - Laurel...

- Blonde with the...? - With the... yeah.

Um, she's gotta come and do some extra ADR,

and I wanna reshoot some of the dance scene.

But we've already locked the dance sequence.

- You need more... - We need to include some...

- Right. Okay. - ...more guns and, uh, product placement.

Yeah, but then we have to call back all the other actors and...

[stammering] That's, that's, I don't care.

That's fine. Bring whoever.

Just bring her. That's fine.

All right, listen, um...

Thank you, all right?

Let's do this one for Ron. For the Ron-ster.

For the Rontolemeron.

And, life goes on.

Go team. Thank you.

All right, Laurel.

Might have to get a haircut.

[scoffs] No. She's outta your league.

Could happen...

But you know, maybe a shower?

[chuckles]

[sniffs]

Okay, that's fair.

♪

[♪ Preston Grey: "Intro"]

Thank you for throwing this reception for Ron. I really appreciate it.

- I just wish he was here. - Me too.

♪

[thunder rumbling]

[door creaking]

[door slams]

So, what do you got for us, Benjamin Buttons ?

Well, I was able to retrieve any of the work that he did.

Anything he saved, we got,

but the problem is, he didn't get as far as we had hoped.

Well, because he was spending his time looking at this.

Ooh!

Kung pow chicken nuggets.

Is that her leg?

- That is a wing. - Oh.

Anyway, so that's all I got.

Okay.

- You guys know where I'll be. - Mmm.

Just give me the locked edit when you're done with it, all right?

All right, cool.

You download everything off the camera?

Uh, no, I hadn't gotten that far.

I've just been reviewing these cut sequences.

He's filmed himself editing.

Is that all he was doing?

Tell you what, why don't you review the rest of that material.

And if you find anything compromising,

delete it.

Better yet, why don't you burn copies for all of us.

Will someone please tell me when Lauren gets here?

[Dani] Laurel.

[dramatic music ♪]

[thunder rumbling]

[scrolling, clicking]

[scraping]

[scraping]

- Hey, Alan? - Fuck!

- What? - What?!

There is a lady who wants to see you up front.

[stammering] Well, fuck!

What?

Hello, ma'am. My name is Alan.

Hello?

May I be of some assistance to you, Ma'am?

I can't believe what you've done with this place.

I knew it was going to be different, but...

this is more than I could imagine.

I'm sorry, ma'am, have we met? Do I know you?

You only saw my signature.

[lightning crashes]

Thelma Perkins.

[dramatic music ♪]

I thought about telling you sooner, but...

it didn't seem right stirring up the pot

if there was no reason to.

But then I saw those officers.

It was such a shame what happened to that nice man.

Yeah, it was awful what happened to Ron.

Why, did you know him?

No.

But,

I like to keep an eye on things, you know...

From a distance.

Seems like something's got her all wound up again.

You can feel it if you're close enough.

Mhmm.

[mouthing words]

[hollow thumping]

Pier and beam, you know.

They would play hide-and-seek.

She would hide in there as a joke.

Childish games can turn ugly real fast, can't they?

Is she still here?

Who?

Is w-who still here?

Did you know someone who worked here?

Ma'am?

[hollow thumping]

[eerie music ♪]

[blood splattering]

Got her.

All right...

Really?

Um, ma'am.

We got a lot of work to do today.

Please, you can-- I'll be happy to give you a tour anytime,

just phone first,

and then we can do this kind of crazy business

any other day that I'm not here.

How did you get it all off the wallpaper.

I can't believe you got it all off.

Seems like it would be a hard thing to do.

But I guess you can't sell a house like that.

- Get what off? - The blood.

[chuckles] The blood...

Okay, listen.

I want life alert out of here right now, you hear me?

Okay, fine. Remove her.

What am I, a disposal service? Help me.

I don't know. It's your building. You do something.

- I'm just a cameraman. - A cameraman, is that what you call it?

- Oh, Jesus. - Oh, God. Okay. Don't break a hip.

Come on. Okay, okay.

You all right?

It's okay. It's okay. No lawsuit.

Yeah. Okay, off we go. Nice lady.

Nice and easy.

Nice and easy. That's it. You can drive, can't you?

Sure you can. Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

I used to live here.

Terrible thing that happened in this house.

Really?

It couldn't be stopped, really.

Not once the wheels were set in motion.

She's still here, then...

it won't be quiet.

Not for you.

Not for anyone.

It's a good thing the new owner's

gonna level the place for their restaurant.

I meant they're gonna probably just build an extension,

maybe a patio.

No, no, no, no, no, we sold the building.

- Whole thing's gone soon. - Shh... shut up!

Does that matter to you?

- She won't like that. - She won't like that.

No.

She won't like that at all.

[rain falling]

[door closes]

Really?

Really? Did that just happen?

I mean, seriously, on the all-time weird shit scale,

that is way up there.

Way past the transvestite clown at Chuck-E-Cheese.

I mean, God, Alan.

♪

[♪ Distant Lights: "Suffocating"]

[knocking] Hey!

So, I just got off the phone with Laurel,

and she said she'll be here in about a half hour.

You want her first?

[giggles]

Don't answer that. [scoffs]

I'll go ahead and get the mics ready.

And you guys can have her when I'm done with her.

You got it.

Hey, um...

Is Mo coming with her?

Does she ever go anywhere without him.

- [Amin sighs] - Really.

[song continues ♪]

[dramatic music ♪]

Just what do you think you're doing, Jeanie?

Traveling money.

You didn't earn one penny of that money.

You've got no idea what the real world is all about.

Fine.

I'll just find out on my own.

Jeanie, wait!

[door slams]

Test, test. One, two, three.

[staticky recording] Test, test. One, two, three.

[sigh] Come on.

Not today.

[clicking]

[sigh]

Test, test. One, two--

[door slams]

The fuck?

Who's out there?

Hey! Alan!

[muffled] Hey, is anybody out there?

Open the fucking door!

[pounding] Open the fucking--!

[indistinct whispering, giggling]

[whispering, giggling gets louder]

Stop it!

Stop it!

[silence]

[shuddering breaths]

What's the problem?

[panting]

I have no idea.

What's that? It's nothing.

Building is settling.

Look, I have no idea, all right?

But if my equipment didn't pick up what I just heard,

I am going to be pissed!

That, or you need to lock me up and start the meds, now.

Rewind again.

[static]

Test, test. One, two-- [door slams]

What the fuck?

Who's out there?

[volume increases on recording]

Hey! Alan!

Hey, is anybody out there?

Open the fucking door!

[pounding] Open the fucking--!

That's good. You've got a nice timbre in your voice there.

[whispering, giggling on recording]

- You heard that, right? - Heard what?

- I'm not crazy. - No, you're not crazy.

- Then what was that, Alan? - I don't know.

But I know this, if there was something there,

I wouldn't tell anyone about it.

I think everyone would bail on us, and we cannot afford that.

So, I'll tell you what, whatever it was, if it was,

which it wasn't, has stopped.

Hasn't it? 'Cause I don't hear anything.

So, I'll tell you what.

- I'll go keep Lauren busy-- - Laurel.

Laura, and you, uh, just get everything ready here, okay?

And if anything else doesn't happen,

which it won't, 'cause it didn't...

Um, then don't tell me about it.

Deal?

Great.

[clicking]

[eerie music ♪]

Don't fuck with me.

I'll fuck you up!

- Fuck you up-- - Alan!

Yeah?

[music box playing ♪]

- [musical sting ♪] - [Dani gasps]

- What's that? - Alan, shit.

Wow, that is really... ugly.

Well, you are the authority on that.

Aw, that's sweet.

Laurel's arriving any second, we're not ready for her.

Will you help me stall her just a little bit?

Oh, come on.

I'm sure you can think of something

inappropriate to do with her.

If I agree to ignore your sexually-charged passive aggression,

will you promise to ignore mine?

At least 'til the wrap party

when we get drunk and actually do hook up?

'Til then, tell you what, you be the bitch, I'll be the asshole,

that way the work will actually get done,

and the sex will be so much better with a little friendly anger.

Hate you!

[whispers] You sick bastard.

[dramatic music ♪]

[heavy knocking]

[door knob rattling]

[door opens]

[dog panting]

Hey!

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

You have no idea how gross it is outside.

[dog whining]

- So, did you make it in okay? - Yeah, thanks!

Hey, hi, Mo. Yes, how is my sweet guy?

You don't like the rain very much either, do you?

[chuckles]

- Hey. - See, I didn't forget about you.

Thanks so much for letting me bring him.

I know some people can be intimidated by a big dog.

- Aw. - That's silly, I love dogs.

- You have cats. A lot of cats. - Yeah...

but... I...

I... love all animals.

You have cats? Ew.

Alan! How are you?

- Oh, it's so good to see you! - So good to see you!

- Ohh, how have you been? - Good, good!

- What's been going on? - Nothing!

- I'm back from LA for a couple days. - Yeah.

[stammering] Why can't all actresses be that professional?

Mhmm.

Anyway, listen, so Amin is in the studio

getting stuff ready, so we got some time.

- Okay. - So, feel free to just,

um, take a shower or... or...

- and, uh, you know, lather up, warm up. - Yeah, o-okay.

And uh, while you're drying,

we'll get the, uh,

the thing to do, we can, can we get some coffee?

- Oh, sure, yeah. - Thank you.

- Hi, Mo. - Definitely.

Listen, um, you know, of all of the, um,

girls and guns horror dance movies,

this is definitely one of them,

so we are really grateful for all the effort you're putting in,

- 'cause you are such a pro! - Thanks!

- [giggles] - Thank you.

It's good, yeah.

- I'm gonna go make that coffee. - Yeah.

♪

♪

[sigh]

[woman screaming]

[gasps]

[shower turns on]

[eerie music ♪]

[girl's voice] You wanna die?

♪

[thunder rumbling]

- Hey, Mo. You comfy? Yeah? - [dog whining]

Get you anything? Water? No?

Good dog.

[thunder rumbling]

[girl's laughter]

[dog barking]

[laughter continues]

Okay, and then I'll just do your gloss.

You like that same color as before?

Yeah, the, the pink one.

That's really pretty.

Actually, yeah, we're done.

You're good.

[thunder rumbling]

[laughing] Ooh!

Hey! How are you guys?

Hey, thank you so much for coming out.

Woo!

Wet or dry, Nico has arrived.

- We start now. - Thanks. [chuckles]

Listen, you can use the hairdryers at the makeup table if you want.

Or you can use the bathroom upstairs

next to the dollhouse set where we shot last time.

There's dryers, towels, you know.

Awesome.

[giggles] Thanks.

Everyone's already on the stage, so...

Get dry, get dressed, and we'll, uh,

- be with you in a sec. - Cool!

I'm excited to reshoot the scene!

I don't know, more money, you know, rent's due.

[chuckles] Yeah.

- That's sad. - Shut up.

You shut up.

[sighs]

[indistinct whispering]

[door creaking]

Ben?

Ben, is that you?

[eerie music ♪]

♪

[laughter]

[overlapping chatter]

[laughter]

So, ladies, um...

What do you think?

Hey, girlie.

Hey, baby. You want some love?

Why don't you come with us.

She's ours.

Don't worry, everything's gonna be all right.

- What's your name, baby? - I'm Jeanie.

Happy Yellow. This is Michelle.

Nice to meet you.

[♪ J. Sabin: "Don't Let the Devil In"]

-Oh! - Whoa! Whoa.

What are you doing?

- Geez. - Don't sneak up on me.

- You scared me to death. - I'm just trying to get a second alone with you.

Yeah, well you shouldn't sneak around so much.

Oh, well you shouldn't be a baby crab.

[giggles]

Mmm.

- Huh-uh. Huh-uh. - What?

No, we can't, we can't. Everyone's here.

[groaning]

No. No.

[laughs] Five minutes.

It's a long day, and you need a kiss.

And I need a kiss.

And Laurel Matthews could use a kiss.

Huh-uh. Nope. Not my type,

- and you know it. - Oh, give me a break.

She's everyone's type.

She's gorgeous, she's famous.

Oh, well you're gorgeous,

and you are brilliant.

[giggling]

♪

Okay.

Okay.

Ah, okay, Laurel, honey, if you would turn for me, dear.

Thank you.

[zippering]

That scene that we shot on this set, that was so much fun.

- Yeah, I like the dolls. - Yeah.

How many hours did we work that day?

18 hours.

It was definitely a record for me.

- I was so tired. - Yeah.

[blow dryer]

♪

[knocking at door] [Alan] Ben... Ben!

- To be continued. - Yeah.

Oh, oh, I uh, I digitized that footage you were

asking about and I put it on this hard drive.

See? Brilliant.

Alan. I got your... this.

- All right. - All right.

- All right. - All right... hey.

♪

[pop music playing ♪]

Hey, SpongeBob Fosse. So how we doin', people?

That good, huh?

I didn't do that.

What the hell?

God, this fucking storm.

Just... oh, my God. Just get me out of here!

Do we have a backup?

I think I'll go check the fuse box.

- I can't see... - What the shit?

- Ow... hey! - It should be right over here.

Alan!

Hello?

Hey!

Alan!

[screams]

Stop screaming! It's just a fucking doll!

It just looked at me.

[distant scream]

Dani...

- Hey. - Whoa.

Who was that?

Dani was up front when the lights went out.

Let's go. [thunder rumbling]

- Ah, ah. - Dani...

Whoa, whoa, whoa... hey. Who turned the lights off?

The storm knocked the power out, are you okay?

I'm, I'm fine. I was just sitting there and

it was like the chair just, just fell out from under me.

That, that, that can't happen.

Where is everyone?

In the back setting up for the next shot.

Are you... sure you're okay?

Yeah, Ben, I'm, I'm totally fine.

I was literally sitting in the chair

and it was like, it, it just got pulled out from under me.

Maybe it was Mo, right? [dog whining]

Uh, come on. Let's get back to work.

[sighs] - Everything all right?

- Yeah. - We good?

Look, we've gotta tell them about what happened

in the studio. - We gotta tell--what, what?

We gotta tell him about what happened--

[overlapping dialogue] - No, no, no, no. - Listen, but--

Ooh, it's hot.

Hey listen... [indistinct exchange]

[thunder rumbling]

Uh, why don't we just dance it through again,

just to get familiar with it. It's been a while.

Um, and then I'll add some notes

and, um, a couple elements, um, we'll talk about later.

Uh, we're gonna do all the zombie sequences

The idea is that they're kind of surrounding

the dance studio, and you're unaware of it.

But we'll, we'll deal with story later.

[indistinct] ...hit the music.

[up-tempo music begins ♪]

Count it down, Nico.

Five, six, seven, eight.

[♪ J Sabin: "Making Love"]

Sexy! I need sexy!

[singing along with song] Makin' love, makin' love...

All right, hold on. Stop.

Hold on. Hold on one second.

You're on the dance floor. Your bodies so close.

But I'm not feeling it.

Feel free to like, you know, get in there a little bit,

and when, and when y'all drop down around her... - Here, I need you to

- you idolize her... okay? - It's okay.

You look up to her. You know what I mean?

- Yeah, exactly. - You, you can touch me.

- And... - At this point, you need to almost be clawing

my clothes off. - Exactly.

- Isn't that right, Alan? - Yes, it is, Lauren.

- That's absolut-- - Laurel.

Yes, what'd I call you? I called you Lauren.

Please, that's ridiculous.

Why? I'm hypnotized.

Hypnotize me! Let's feel it!

And go.

[dance music resumes ♪]

Stop. Hold on, hold on.

I forgot something.

Come in for a minute, would you?

Um, there's a couple elements I wanna include.

Bring me that, would you? Benny?

Oh, yeah.

On behalf of our sponsors, our distributors.

Firepower. Brought them in.

Muscle man, Muscle Milk. I need you to hold it,

but I want you to hold it labels forward,

so we can see them... okay? - Okay.

- Got it. [women's laughter]

No, it'll work. It'll work fine.

That's fine. Just go back to the one.

[dance music resumes ♪] And go!

Show me the guns! That's money!

Go, man, go! Kiss those guns!

Nice.

Ben, shine the light on the dancers.

Get it off the dolly grip. What are you doing?

[gunshot]

Uh... more guns, more guns, more guns.

Oh. [vocalizing to the beat]

Get in the middle with the Muscle Milk.

Show us the shit.

You know why you got all

these armed hotties around you?

'Cause you drink that shit, that's what.

Go, go! Now, everyone drop.

Everyone drop. You're dying.

There's like fairy dust sprinkling on you,

and you're down. Except you, Nico!

Why? 'Cause you're high as a fucking kite!

Go! You're amped!

You're a fuckin' steroid monkey boy from hell.

Go, man, go!

All right. Fuck this shit.

We're done. [beeping]

Wow.

That really... was weird.

[faint chatter]

♪

What is it you're not telling me?

[glass shattering in distance]

Oh, my God, man.

I checked this thing a hundred times.

I'm sure you did.

I mean, I know what I'm doing.

I'm not retarded.

I'm not arguing with you, all right.

I agree, really... Yeah. - Yeah?

Listen, you doing all right? - Yeah.

Yeah? You guys want a break?

Go, get out of these wet things, okay?

You can do whatever you want, you know that, sweetheart.

Th-There's some booze in the kitchen,

if you wanna go have a drink, help yourself.

I'll take a shot of tequila.

Take a shot or have a wax.

Whatever y'all wanna do.

You guys seriously need to move out

of this shithole building, it's falling down around you.

Really? I've always been partial to it.

Yeah, well, maybe it's time to knock it down

to the ground and start over fresh.

You give a girl a couple Uzis,

and suddenly they cop an attitude.

[gun clicks] Ooh!

Oh, man.

Somebody's gotta clean this up, Ben.

[groaning] Come on.

[sigh]

Kirk to reception. Ben, get in here.

Alan?

I told her.

Everything?

I don't know everything, do I?

I don't know. Do you?

- Do you? - I don't know.

Okay, how could you keep this from us?

Because I don't know anything, do I?

Okay, um...

Look, we've had a lot of weird stuff

happening here, all right? Fair enough.

But nothing big.

I mean, certainly not since Ron died,

and when he did, I thought I'd lose you.

Oh, you already have.

Yeah, I'm out.

Fair enough.

[knocks on door] Hey...

I got that number you asked for.

I don't know if we'll get her,

but that's the only listing I could find

for a Thelma Perkins.

Well, she may be off her rocker,

but she was the last person who lived here.

I wanna know everything about this Thelma Perkins.

I wanna know her habits. I wanna know what she eats.

I wanna know who she sees at night.

Well, I-I know she had a daughter

that was kidnapped. - Good.

She was, uh, a teenager when it happened,

but I-I don't know much beyond that.

Well, I suggest we give her a call,

and if she's not napping, we find out.

We all need to be a little more careful around here,

don't you think? - Yes, I do, Amin Johnson,

which is why we should stick together.

We should keep an eye on the actors, which means,

we get this stuff shot, we get them out of here.

Ben, do you have that, that hard drive I gave you?

Gave it to Alan.

Did you look at it?

Absolutely not.

Right, okay, well it's from the night that Ron died.

You know, I think the camera on his desk

must've been rolling while he was working.

It's... It's really weird.

I-I think we should check it out.

Weird, good.

No?

Yeah, sure, why not?

All right, good.

[soft music ♪] Hmm.

Whoo, geez. [laughing]

- Wow. - You guys want a shot?

- Yes! - No whiskey for me, thanks.

I have tequila, too.

- Oh, okay. - Tequila me.

I'll have a little tequila. Something to calm my nerves.

Ooh, that's a big shot. - [laughing]

You know, I almost died today, by the way.

Big light.

Nico, no one, no one cares.

- I do. - Thank you.

This place kinda creeps me out, so this'll help.

Yeah, I know. Cheers.

- [coughing] - Ooh.

Really? Really, Nico?

- Cheers. - God.

♪

Who was that?

I don't know. Roll it back.

Let's see if we can find out.

Okay, I-I-I definitely didn't see that before.

[loud screaming]

[panting]

Was that CGI?

'Cause I did not approve that.

No, dude, that was real.

[softly] What the fuck?

♪

[music box plays ♪]

[all laughing] No chase!

- Cheers! - Cheers. - Cheers.

- [exhales] Oh... - [giggling]

Well...

...I'm gonna go freshen up. - 'Kay.

- Thanks for the shot. - Yeah.

[low rumble]

[electricity buzzes]

Wait a minute, did you hear that?

That sound in the background.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I mean, you think you can enhance the original

media so we can hear that more clearly?

Yeah, maybe.

Well, you use that blinding speed and enthusiasm,

go find out what the hell that is.

I'm gonna go find Laurel... and the others,

and we meet up right back here in about 30 minutes.

Then, we all walk out of here together.

Even you.

Got it?

Great.

[thunder rumbling]

[scraping]

[inhaling]

[water splashing]

[musical sting ♪]

[screaming]

[pounding and yelling] Get out, get out, Get out!

Get out, get out!

[screaming]

[bones cracking]

- [gasp] - [hissing]

[whimpering]

[hissing, indistinct]

[crying and screaming]

[hissing, indistinct]

[crying]

[panting] [screaming]

[flesh tearing]

So, you ever been to a high school

marching band competition?

Change of plans. Where's Micah?

Having a cigarette and probably... [inhaling]

- No. - Oh, God.

- [inhaling] - Guys.

All right, well, find her and what's left of her drugs

and bring her down to edit room A, okay?

We're getting out of here.

I just wanna talk to everyone first.

Okay, I have stuff up there, should I grab it?

[sigh] All right, fine.

Johnny, you go with her,

but bring them both down right away.

I'm gonna go find Lauren. I'll see ya in a minute.

- Laurel! - Fuck!

♪

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

- This is Thelma... - It's an answering machine.

Do people still even use those?

Just leave a message.

[machine beeps] - Uh, hi,

Mrs. Perkins, this is Ben from Media World.

You were at our studio earlier today.

There's been some... strange things

that have happened since you were here.

Uh, our number is 555-215-1212.

[beep]

[sigh]

Hopefully she calls back.

Yeah, we just wait.

♪

♪

[distant car horn]

[man exhaling] Yes!

Mm, I like it when you do it like that, baby.

Baby, you are a bad, bad, naughty girl.

Hey, Michelle!

How come you don't send girly out to work?

She's so pretty.

Because she's new, and she is my song, and she is mine!

And because she's your favorite?

I thought I was your favorite.

[laughing] God doesn't have favorites.

We are what it is. One.

You dig?

Besides...

I'm saving her for another purpose yet to come.

[gags]

[vomiting, spitting]

Does he know?

No, I don't think so.

You have to get out of here.

I don't get it.

You have to go. This is no place for a baby.

[phone ringing] [vomiting]

Please pick up, please pick up.

- [Thelma] Hello? - Mom?

Jeanie, is that you?

I wanna come home.

- Jeanie, where are you? - [crying]

Oh, God.

[beeping]

[phone ringing] Uh, Media World Studios,

how may I help you? - This is Thelma.

Thelma, thank you so much for calling us back.

There are things you need to know.

♪

I gotta know...

...do you like her? - [scoffs]

I wonder what would turn you on more,

me liking her...

or me liking you.

[chuckling] Both... neither.

How about...

...neither. - [scoffs]

Lauren... Nico?

Lauren, listen to me.

I want you to get your stuff, okay?

You're gonna have to trust me,

but we gotta leave now, okay?

Okay. All right, good.

That's fine with me.

This place sucks! [grunt]

- [babbling] - [screaming]

- [grunting] - [shrieking]

Help me.

Nico!

[screaming]

I'm getting the hell out of here!

- What the fuck is going on? - I don't know, let go.

- No, I'm try... - Get me the fuck out of here!

The door's not locked, but it's not opening!

- Oh, why isn't it opening? - I don't know why.

[thunder rumbling]

So, Jeanie came home to have the kid?

Well, Thelma said she told her not to.

She said that they would all pay in the end.

Jesus... How much emotional damage

can one person go through?

Apparently, a lot.

Thelma swears that the little girl

made Jeanie kill herself.

Yeah, she said she was evil.

Why isn't it opening?

I don't know why it is not opening!

We just, we just gotta stay together!

Fuck that!

[electricity buzzes]

[softly] Let me get my phone.

You think?

[whispering] Hold on a minute.

[camera clicks]

What the fuck are you doing?

What? It's a new app.

[thunder rumbling]

[eerie music ♪]

Why don't you call someone and get some help?

Call whom and tell them what exactly?

That someone was attacked in my fucking building!

Be quiet, would you. Shush!

I don't know how to explain

what the hell happened back there.

[raining]

S-Studios...

[eerie voices]

[screaming]

Oh, shit!

Oh!

- [hissing] - Ohhh!

[indistinct whispering] I'm afraid.

I'm not afraid because I, I know you've been here.

I just wanted to meet ya, and here you are.

Okay, so, listen. [panting]

Just, please, just stop hurting my people.

Okay? Don't kill my actors.

Or, at least, not my dancers.

[hissing] Come on... ugh!

[thunder, raining]

I never negotiated with a fuckin' ghost before.

Yeah, well, I'm not gonna be able to get that swastika

Yeah, well, neither will Micah, apparently.

What now? That's what we need to be focused on.

Chloe is freaked out. Micah is dead,

and Nico is, well, from the sound of it...

Guys, there's something even more strange going on here.

Thelma called, and... and we got disconnected,

but before we did,

she said that other people have died here.

- H-Here? - Here?

As in, this house that is attached to your studio.

W-W-Wait a, wait a minute, w-what are we saying?

That people were actually murdered here?

Yeah, someone isn't happy with us here.

Oh, no shit!

No, I'm serious.

This is huge.

Wait a minute, y-y-you're into this.

- Well... - This is fucking interesting to you?

A woman tells me that her dead family

isn't at rest, and they are physically entering

this world to express their unhappiness.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm a little intrigued.

You're sick. No, no, I mean seriously,

there's something fucking wrong with you.

I mean, snap out of it, Dani!

Th-This isn't some little indie fucking documentary!

W-W-We're not your subjects! This is...

- Fuck this! - Wait, where you going?

Well, you said that the front door if locked, okay.

I'm gonna try the others.

I'm gonna get out of this place

and go get some fucking help.

You can stay here and study your ghosts

Johnny, I don't think that separating right now

I'm not just gonna sit around here and do nothing.

Are you deaf, Johnny?

There is no way out.

I'm getting out of this hellhole.

Anybody else who wants to come with me,

please, feel free.

I'm out, Alan.

I'm going with Johnny,

and we're gonna get a door open.

Good luck.

[thunder rumbling]

[tense music ♪]

[soft hissing]

[hissing, indistinct words]

Go, go, go!

♪

[door rattling]

[stammering] Why isn't it opening?

[dog barking] Oh, no!

We have to go get him!

Hang on, buddy, we're coming.

[thunder rumbling]

We have to go get him!

- [hissing] - [gasps]

Laurel, we have to get out of here.

Come on! We gotta go, Laurel!

[dog whimpering] Mo...

[softly] Mo...

[screaming] [whispering] Come on.

[shushing]

[continued hissing]

[electricity buzzing] [gasps]

Oh, my God.

[screaming]

Maybe I should send a text or an IM to someone

on the outside to try and get some help.

- There's a good idea. - See?

Brilliant.

Thanks.

Aww.

Shit. What did I do?

What happened?

I-I-I was trying to press send,

and then the whole thing just went black

Just reboot it. Just press power.

That's what I do every time.

Dude!

That's where all my files have gone?

Wait, you guys...

Well, what do you mean by that, Dani?

I'm-I'm not writing that.

[thunder rumbling]

Get the key!

[pounding] [door clanging]

[thud, thud]

[thud]

[suspenseful build ♪]

[dog barking]

[screaming]

[indistinct shouting]

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Okay.

[screaming]

[dog barking, whimpering]

[sigh] This is so frustrating.

- Right? - I can't send a message out.

- No, nothing. - Nothing.

No text. My phone doesn't work.

I can't send an email... I...

Yeah, but I-I can search anything.

I-I can literally, like, search for anything,

It makes no sense, whatsoever.

This is so stupid.

Do a search on the little girl and her mother.

Well, I know the mother's name was Jeanie,

and Thelma told me the little girl's name, but I...

I can't remember. Ben, do you remember it?

Uh... Carla something... I think...?

but if Jeanie killed herself when the kid was four... - Oh, right.

then I doubt you'll find much

about the two of them together.

♪

[doorknob rattling] [pounding]

Stupid fucking door!

[grunting]

- [whimpering] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Come here. It's okay, Laurel.

Yup, I got something.

It's, uh, it's a picture.

It's looks like, um,

a Fourth of July celebration,

but... [chuckles]

Look who they have a picture of.

Was that her dad?

No, it's her stepdad, George Evans.

Thelma said he came on the scene

after Jeanie got back from being kidnapped.

[shudders]

[Ben] Look at the way she's looking at him.

Apparently little Carla didn't like her

new daddy very much. Carly.

♪

What?

Look at the name. It's Carly, not Carla.

[Alan] All right, relax.

Carly... Carly May Milles... Millies.

Wait... h-how did, how did you...

[Chloe and Carly's voices] I was named after my daddy.

Whoa!

Chloe?

Mm-mm.

Carly?

You're the smart one.

Chloe's gone bye-bye.

But I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere.

Okay, what do you want?

My house! [overlapping chatter]

We didn't know that this was your house

until, until now, and, and you can have it

if-if you'll just let us out of here.

Liars!

Okay, I'm out.

[grunt]

♪

Oh, shit.

[grunt]

[growl]

Nuh-uh.

[grunting]

[growling]

[spit]

[choking]

[grunting]

Time to do something witchy.

You're gonna die here!

[strained] You first.

[gasping]

[coughing] - That's quite enough, you two.

Ugh... Son of a...

[thunder rumbling]

Okay, Laurel. We're gonna get out.

[Carly giggling] [hissing]

It's okay! I've got it!

I'm gonna get us out of here, okay!

[hissing]

Johnny, what are you doing?

I'm gonna get us out of here.

You hang on, Laurel.

I'm gonna get us out of here, no problem.

[hissing]

I've got this, Laurel.

I'll get us out of here in no time.

[ghostly whispering]

Johnny!

[hammering]

Johnny!

How is that gonna help us?

Don't worry. We're gonna be fine.

Johnny! [screaming]

[continued screaming]

[Carly giggling]

[crying]

[screaming]

[continued screaming]

[blood splattering]

[thunder rumbling]

Fuck this.

I don't care how much a new door costs,

we are kickin' this mother down.

[shouting] [thunder rumbling]

Thelma Perkins, how did you get in here?

We've been trying to get out for hours.

I have a key.

It never occurred to you to change the locks

on those old doors?

I told you to change the locks.

You never told me to change...

- Well, I told somebody to change the... - What?

Okay it doesn't matter! People are dying here!

She let you in, didn't she?

She?

You mean Carly May?

Then she is angry with you

about getting rid of this place.

Alan, the door.

See? This is, this is what

keeps happening to all the doors.

What do we do, Thelma Perkins?

Why is she doing this?

Why does she hate these doors?

♪

[thunder booming]

Carly always loved Goodnight Lane.

It's the only home she ever knew.

She was born here.

I helped deliver that baby with my own two hands.

And...

She died here.

[stammering] I mean, since we moved in,

I've always felt stuff, her,

but, I mean, she never hurt anybody, so why now?

This is all she has left

'til her daddy comes her way.

He's what she really wants,

but she won't get him 'til he's six feet under.

So, this house, and the few things she has hidden in it,

are all she has.

Her daddy?

Jeanie may have come back to me, but

she never really got over him.

Some girl even brought her a present for Carly from him

before she was born.

[Daddy] We'll all be together again, someday.

As one, Sweetness.

Love, Daddy.

I told Jeanie having that baby was a bad idea,

but she wouldn't listen.

We started seeing him on the news.

I knew I was right,

and...

When Carly got older,

Jeanie knew I was right, too.

I'm sorry, I'm lost, I don't know... who-who's her,

who's her daddy?

Charles Milles Manson.

[thunder rolls] What?

Come on! The skinny...

The tall, goth rocker? With the...

I thought he was gay.

- Dude... - No, not Marilyn Manson,

Charles Manson, the serial killer.

That's worse!

Well, yeah, a little.

I mean, this was extreme, but... Manson?

Has anything strange happened?

Uh, there was, like, a swastika...

That was fucking weird.

Yeah, there was a swastika carved into Micah's head...

when Johnny found her... - Right, right into her head.

Manson has one, too.

You are shitting me.

And, and, and Chloe... Well, Carly, I-I-I guess,

she kept saying that she was named after her daddy?

Carly.

It was the closest thing Jeanie could find

without just calling her Charlie.

Do you boys ever use that fireplace?

We've got central... heating, so...

Why?

It made for a great hiding place

for a little girl with secrets.

She thought I didn't know, but... but I knew.

Once Jeanie saw how...

mean that little girl could be,

she started to be afraid of her.

Afraid of a baby.

Uh, I got something.

Everyone says Jeanie killed herself, but

if you ask me, Carly made her do it.

So what happened to her?

Once Jeanie was gone,

things got worse.

The older Carly got...

Oh, the wicked games that little girl played.

She tortured her stepfather.

Poor man, was a wreck.

He couldn't sleep at night, but

he was determined to do right by Jeanie and me.

One night, I came home from work,

and the house was quiet... too quiet.

As I started to get things ready for dinner,

I found the first drops of blood.

[musical sting ♪]

When I found her,

she was playing with her dolls,

as though nothing had ever happened.

What did she do?

Carly stabbed her stepfather to death.

Cut him to pieces.

[grunting]

And then, had a tea party.

And what did you do about that?

I gave Carly a bath every night, so...

it wasn't out of the ordinary to her for me

to give her one that night,

especially since she had blood on her.

She hopped right into the tub.

Then, I drowned her.

And... the cops didn't give you any trouble?

You know, they're not really...

[stammering] I'm sorry.

Mr. Manson was a horrible man.

He spread fear throughout in those days.

I told them who she was.

How she was related to that... monster.

I told them how she...

No, dear.

I had no problems from anyone.

How do we get out of here?

Yeah...

I think she has made it pretty clear what she wants.

Whether you go or not, this house has to stay.

No sale. - No sale.

No restaurant.

No knocking down of anything.

No, we're, absolutely... whatever, right.

I have to be the one to tell it.

I'm the only one she'll listen to.

- That's all right. - So, let's do that.

- Okay. - Let's do this.

- Sounds sage. - Careful with her.

She goes down pretty easy.

[dog barking] [grunt]

[dog whimpering] Amin.

[Amin groaning] - You all right?

I've been better.

Dog stayed with me all night 'til you stepped on my face.

All night, huh? I'm sorry, you okay?

[rain falling] [thunder rumbling]

[fan whirring]

Oh, my God!

[dog sniffing]

[Alan] Lauren! [Dani] Laurel.

Not now. [dog whimpering]

Where's John...

Mo. [dog whining]

Stay here where it's safe.

Someone's gonna have to clean up that mess, Ben.

All right, here you are, okay?

Just, please, be careful.

We just painted.

- You stay right there, honey. - Okay.

This is my game now.

Yep, you saw the mess she made...

Boy! This is my granddaughter.

I know exactly what to do.

You just back off.

Carly?

Carly May.

Grandma's come home, sweet girl.

And it's time for you to let these people go.

Carly, do you hear me?

[Carly] Yes.

It's time to let these people go.

They're going to leave this house now,

and you and I can stay and wait for daddy.

Thelma Perkins, no.

I have lived a long life,

without my daughter,

without my granddaughter,

but I can go with my girl now,

if that's what she wants.

Right, Carly, baby?

[Carly] This is my house.

Always! Forever!

[clattering, smashing]

Thelma, no!

We have to help her. She'll die in this.

It's what she wants.

You've got what you want, Carly.

You've got the house.

Now, let them go.

[Carly's voice] Liars!

I don't believe them!

Alan...

tell her.

Why did I stand up?

Tell her,

and you have to mean it.

It's the only way.

Look, the house is yours,

all right? I swear, it's yours.

No one's gonna tear this thing down.

You've got what you want. The house is yours.

Now, let them go.

[shouting]

One more thing, grandma. You took my life!

So now, I need yours!

[climactic music ♪]

[clattering, smashing]

[growl]

[door clangs]

Let's go.

- Yeah. - Yeah?

So, go, we go now? [indistinct chatter]

- Chloe, you okay? - Yeah.

Stay focused.

[overlapping chatter]

[tense music builds ♪]

[dog barking]

[music box playing ♪]

[whirring, static]

And, you know, Goodnight Lane is a great location.

They're about to expand into four lanes.

The property value's just gonna go up.

So, Mr. Kardashi, what do you think?

I mean, uh, everything looks good, but, um...

It's just a little too small for what we need.

What about this building here?

Oh, no.

Nobody's in it, right?

That building's been empty for a few years.

This space is perfect for a parking lot.

Any chance we could get our hands on it?

No. I tried that a few years back for another client,

but the owner refuses to sell.

But they're not using it...

Uh, weird, I know, but they won't go in there,

and they said no one else can either, yet.

Come on. Everybody's got a price.

Maybe.

I'll be honest.

If there's not even a chance,

I don't think we'll be really interested in this purchase.

But, if you can convince them to sell,

I'm sure we can add a little nice bonus

to your commission.

You know what, it has been four years,

I'm sure that the owner's

changed his mind by now about selling.

I think I can help you guys out.

What's in there, anyway?

They're definitely not gonna be using this place again.

[ghostly whispering]

[screaming]

[all screaming]

♪