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(THRILLING MUSIC)

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(THRILLING MUSIC)

(RINGING)

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

Hey, look out!

(THUDDING)

Brace face!

(LAUGHS)

(ACCORDION MUSIC)

I have your favorite.

Lemonade!

I made it just the way you like it,

with a hint of cinnamon!

Is something wrong, dear?

Are you well?

I'm fine, sugar bear, I just.

(SIGHS)

I just witnessed that boy chastise baby girl again.

Oh.

Oh, my goodness, Mother.

You have outdone yourself this time.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(BED CREAKING)

(METAL SQUEAKING)

(METAL SQUEAKING)

(ACCORDION MUSIC)

(PEN SCRATCHING)

Now, soon as you are done with your lunch, baby girl,

you can pick up a few things at the market.

A loaf of bread, stick a butter, and a gallon of milk.

(PAD TEARING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(REFRIGERATOR HUMMING)

(FEET CRUNCHING GRASS)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(CROW CAWING)

(BRANCH SNAPPING)

(CROW CAWING)

(CROW CAWING)

Jesus Christ.

Told you she was a freak.

My brother says you're the new kid in school.

Never seen you ride the bus.

You must ride the short bus.

(CHUCKLES) (CROW CAWING)

Where are your shoes?

Dirty ass feet.

Ugly bitch.

Can you get to Mars with that thing?

Ugly bitch.

You given me eyes?

BOY: Ugly bitch.

(CROW CAWING)

You gonna cry?

What's that?

(CROW CAWING)

(SMASHING)

(BRACES RATTLING)

Oh, diddums, did you fall down and go boom-boom?

Ha, diddums!

(GROWLING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(GROWLING)

(GNAWING)

Ah!

(PANTING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(HIGH-PITCHED GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING)

ANNOUNCER: You're listening to KIL 98.5 Radio.

Sad news just came across my desk right now.

Earlier today in Killsoma Park,

two teenagers were found dead.

Names have not been released to the public

until family members have been notified.

Authorities have stated there is possibly a wild animal

on the loose and are warning folks

that it is in their best interest to stay

inside their homes until the animal is contained.

Now, back to our regularly scheduled program.

(ACCORDION MUSIC)

Somebody's had a busy day today.

It looks like Father put your gear back together.

He's always been so good at fixing things.

Those mean children won't hurt you or anybody again.

It's a shame what happened.

I wonder what sort of animal it was?

(SIGHS)

Tomorrow's a new day.

(STRAPS SQUEAKING)

(BED CREAKING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

Have I told you how much I love you?

Yes, you have.

I know what you did.

Huh?

Don't be coy.

I know what you did for princess.

With that little screwdriver of yours.

You've always taken charge of situations.

Those children had it coming to them and you took charge.

I saw you the other night in her room,

how you fixed her head piece.

She's our baby.

Yes.

And you took care of her.

Situations like this make me feel frisky.

(GLASS BREAKING) (ELECTRICITY FIZZING)

(BED CREAKING)

(WOMAN LAUGHING LUSTFULLY)

(BED CREAKING LOUDLY)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(WATER SPLASHING)

(BIRD CHIRPING)

(WAVES CRASHING)

(PLATES CRASHING)

It's his first day.

It's his first day.

Oh.

Thank you.

They don't see too many new faces around here.

You know, small town, everybody knows everybody.

Ah, hot.

And strong.

I'm Abby.

Peter.

Peter, you drink coffee all day

or can I get you something to eat?

Oh.

What's good?

You look like a savory kind of guy.

The Eggs Benny's great.

Okay.

Eggs Benedict.

(TAPPING CUP)

Here you go.

Thank you.

Can I get you anything else?

No.

(PANTING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(SIPPING LOUDLY)

(KNIFE CLANGING)

(SMACKING)

(SIPPING LOUDLY)

(KNIFE CLANGING)

(SMACKING)

(KNIFE CLANGING) (SMACKING)

Can you.

Can you tell me how to get here?

WAITRESS: Yeah.

(UPBEAT MUSIC) (CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(KNOCKING)

(KNOCKING)

(KNOCKING)

(KNOCKING)

(KEYS PUNCHING)

(SIGHING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(SHIVERING)

(RETCHING)

(SPITTING)

(BIRD CHIRPING)

(SPITTING)

Sam, I need you.

Peter.

Hey.

(THRILLING MUSIC)

Sam was always such a nice guy.

We were in the army together.

Stationed over in Europe.

I haven't seen him in a long time.

Sounds like you two are really close.

We are.

I'm working the afternoon shift at the diner.

Maybe I could buy you dinner.

I appreciate that, but I'm not a charity case.

I didn't mean anything by that.

Well, if you change your mind and you need

somebody to talk to, I'm here.

Thank you, Abby.

I don't do that very well.

Okay.

Take care, Peter.

Bye.

Abby.

(THRILLING MUSIC) (PHONE BUZZING)

Finally.

Coffee.

Have a seat.

I didn't think I'd see you again.

You don't belong here, Peter.

I didn't know where else to go.

You don't know what it's like.

I don't know what it's like?

Throwing up all the time, shaking and trembling

so bad I can barely get up off the floor.

Sorry, Sam.

I know.

I just didn't know who else to turn to.

I can't do this alone.

You are alone, Peter.

What do I do?

It's making me so sick.

I don't know how to stop.

The only way to stop is to end it.

There's no more help.

You have to let it go.

How?

You want help,

you need to be ready.

You need to accept what it is and deal with it.

If you want out you have to do what I did.

Sam, I need you.

Sam.

Hey, I didn't think I'd see your face again.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Do you want something else?

You don't belong here.

Sir, I'm sorry but I don't know you.

Billy, come on, go sit down.

You have no business at that boy's house

and you have no goddamn business being here!

I said, that's enough!

(GLASS BREAKING)

Now, get the hell out of here!

Billy.

Peter, wait!

Peter, wait.

PETER: Just stay away from me, Abby.

Your bag!

(WIND HOWLING)

SAM: You want help? (echoing)

You need to be ready. (ECHOING)

You need to accept what it is and deal with it. (ECHOING)

(WOLF HOWLING)

If you want out (ECHOING)

you need to do what I did. (ECHOING)

I'm so sorry. (THRILLING MUSIC)

(WHIMPERING)

I'm so sorry.

(PANTING)

(GUN FIRING)

(PANTING)

(GROWLING)

Billy had no right to talk to him like that.

Sweetheart, Billy is an old coot.

He doesn't know what to do with outsiders beyond townies.

Not you, Abby.

You're gonna change this place.

No, I am doing everything in my power

to get out of here.

Can't escape where you're from, Marilyn.

You're always so good to me, Charlene.

Stop sucking up.

Go on, get outta here.

Are you sure?

I don't wanna repeat myself, go!

Thanks, Charlene.

See you tomorrow?

Be careful out there, full moon.

Lotta weirdos.

Don't worry about me.

Good girl.

Get outta here.

Good night.

Peter?

Peter?

Hey, I'm sorry about Billy.

You know how old people are, they're just not

as understanding as they used to be.

Peter?

Peter, are you okay?

Peter?

(DOG BARKING)

(ANIMALS HOWLING)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING)

(GUN FIRING)

(HEARTBEAT THUMPING)

(COUGHING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(COUGHING)

Jesus.

Oh my god.

Are you alright?

Yes, yes, I think I swallowed a bug.

That's okay.

It was just a nightmare.

No, I felt it.

It crawled inside my mouth.

Do you want a glass of water?

Take a sip.

Take a sip.

Are you even listening to me?

A fucking bug crawled in my mouth.

Just close your eyes and relax.

You'll fall back asleep.

(STOMACH RUMBLING)

I can't.

(GARGLING)

(SPITTING)

(SIGHING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC) (BIRDS CHIRPING)

Wow.

Hungry?

Feeding the bug.

What?

The bug that crawled in my mouth last night.

Stop it.

I have to eat more because this parasite,

this worm is stealing all my food.

It's like having the world's hungriest baby

only instead of a baby it's a bug, a worm bug.

You're being gross.

You're wasting food.

Besides, don't bugs just eat other bugs or like crumbs?

I don't know.

All I know is I am hungry and it's not me.

It's this bug.

It's this worm in my gut.

Ew, you're awful.

Hey, that is my bacon.

Okay, I know.

Do we have a crepe iron?

- No, unh-unh. - No, alright.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(COMPUTER KEY CLICKING)

(STOMACH RUMBLING)

Whoa.

Someone sounds hungry.

Will you shut the fuck up!

Would you please shut the fuck up

and mind your own fucking business for fuck sakes?

Fuck you and fuck you!

Fuck!

Fuck!

(DOOR SLAMMING)

Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed.

Excuse me, will you please shut up?

(GUT RUMBLING)

VOICE: You can't shit me out.

Excuse me?

VOICE: It's not going to work.

I parted your tight, wet, pink lips and crawled in.

Right the fuck in.

I'm never leaving, this is my home.

(DOORS BANGING)

(LAUGHING)

Nice try.

Yeah.

Hilarious.

I literally have no idea what you're talking about.

You wanna suck my dick, you just say so, you fucking faggot!

We're concerned.

Have you seen the movie Alien?

Sure.

It's a great film.

I think you need a few days off.

(POP MUSIC)

♪ When I saw you live in the middle of the night ♪

♪ I hold you in a hug in the middle of the night ♪

Shut up!

Shut up!

VOICE: There's no getting rid of me.

We grow together.

♪ In the middle of the night ♪

(GUT RUMBLING)

Are you okay?

VOICE: Tell her the truth.

Shut up.

Excuse me?

I'm worried about you.

VOICE: I'm worried about her ass.

What does that even mean?

It means I'm worried about you.

VOICE: It means I'm going to fuck her

with my little worm dick.

Eat that bun.

(STOMACH RUMBLING) Eat it.

Eat it.

Yeah, yeah, chuck it in, bro.

Yeah, yeah, stuff that bun.

Eat another bun.

Oh, fuck yeah, eat that bun, stuff that bun, stuff than bun.

Yeah, yeah!

Stop!

(MUFFLED GROANS)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(GAGGING)

(GAGGING) (PANTING)

(GROANING)

(GAGGING)

(GAGGING) (PANTING)

(PANTING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

Hello.

What?

You didn't get all of us, there are more inside.

What do you want?

We're hungry, me and my kids.

You're full of us.

I laid eggs.

There's a sack-full sitting in you waiting to burst.

To feast.

What do I have to do to make you stop?

We need a big meal.

(THUNDER CRACKING)

HENRY: I can't do this.

WORM: You must.

HENRY: If I do this, will you shut up?

Then I won't be so goddamn hungry.

WORM: You have my word.

Excuse me, Ma'am.

Yes?

Can you tell what's inside this bag?

(WATER DRIPPING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

That's easy.

(CRUNCHING) (MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(WATER RUNNING)

I think we should have a baby.

I thought you thought we should wait?

No.

I wanna have one.

Like right now.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I love you so much.

(LIPS SMACK)

Right now.

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(LIPS SMACK)

We should celebrate.

Yeah?

Celebrate what?

Us trying to get pregnant.

I just wanted you to feel it.

Feel what?

Feel what's it's like

to have something growing inside you.

Taking from you.

That's not funny.

Well, I'm not laughing.

Get out.

What?

Get out!

Out!

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(THEATRICAL MUSIC)

♪ Lace, park, scene, dark ♪

♪ Silvery moon is shining through the trees ♪

♪ Cast, dim, me, you ♪

♪ Sound of kisses floating on the breeze ♪

(SIRENS BLAZING)

(FIRE TRUCK HONKING)

(DOG BARKING)

(WATER RUNNING)

Hey.

There you are.

You feeling better?

I am actually, yeah.

I'm sorry about last night.

It's okay.

I'm glad your feeling better.

I was thinking we could go to the farmer's market.

What is this?

What is what?

You're pregnant.

Uh, yeah, stupid.

No, this isn't possible.

We just tried last night.

I've been pregnant for nearly eight months, I.

You know what, cut it out.

It's too early for this.

It's the bug.

You just apologized, Henry,

and now you're starting this again?

Kate, open your goddamn eyes!

I'm going for a walk, I can't...

No, we have got to get rid of this, okay?

We've gotta get rid of these bugs!

- What are you talking about? - Listen, you're full of 'em!

And you're gonna burst and there's gonna

be hundreds and thousands of them running everywhere, okay?

Henry, let me go!

When this is done, it'll just be back to you and I.

Drink this.

Are you fucking insane?

I'm not drinking bleach!

Kate, it will kill them.

(SCREAMING)

We can't take a chance.

I'm gonna cut them outta you, okay?

I'm gonna cut every last one of them outta you.

Think about what you're doing.

I'm only thinking about us, Kate!

Please!

No!

(WHIMPERING)

(STABBING) (SCREAMING)

- (PANTING) - Okay.

Shh, shh.

(GASPING)

KATE: Henry.

HENRY: Yeah?

There's a bug in the house.

HENRY: Do you want me to kill it?

No.

Put him in a jar and take him outside.

Yeah.

Yeah, alright, I will.

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(BABY COOING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(POT BUBBLING)

(POT BUBBLING)

(EXHALING)

(CRACKING)

(KNIFE RATTLING)

Serial murderer who preys on infants and the elderly

has returned to the streets of London

after vanishing for five months, police fear.

Eight-month old baby.

MOTHER: Doesn't like it.

MARK: Wooden stake.

Suspect is described.

He doesn't like it and so.

What?

MOTHER: Mike doesn't like it.

I'm going out.

Remember to bolt the door, alright?

Mum.

Mum?

MOTHER: He doesn't like it.

(CARS BUZZING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(CRUNCHING)

(PENCIL SCRATCHING)

(TELEVISION CHATTERING)

(LOCK RATTLING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

Found this.

Torn apart by human teeth.

You should get some sleep.

No time.

Doing the work of two people.

I hoped you'd stop without me.

We were a team.

We were insane.

SIMON: They were just people.

MARK: They were weak, they were defenseless.

Bloodthirsty spirits confined to a feeble body.

A compromise between God and Satan.

You're in the papers again, Simon.

They're going to catch you.

Finish this tonight.

What's it gonna be, another baby?

An old woman?

You're lost, in darkness.

I forgive you.

But that won't save your soul.

Come back, finish the work.

Do you know where it is?

We'll go there now.

You don't need me.

(BANGING)

(GLASS BREAKING)

Why are you wearing your mask?

Why aren't you wearing yours?

There's work to be done.

Where?

(SCREAMING)

(BANGING)

(MUMBLING ON RADIO)

MAN: He's one of them, he's one of them.

(STATIC WHIRRING)

Lock him up, he's one of them!

(BANGING)

Thirsty.

It's always thirst.

It never leaves it's room.

It's been like us now, I promise you.

Liar!

I followed you here from the heath last night.

Somebody let it in the window!

He doesn't like it after all.

Tapping there all, all alone.

Oh.

MOTHER: No, no!

Now open the door.

Hurry up!

(PANTING)

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

(GROANING) (CRUNCHING)

(PANTING)

No, no, no!

No, no, no!

(CRUNCHING)

(DISTANTLY) No, no, no!

(SPOON CLANGING) (RADIO CHATTERING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(HEELS CLICKING)

How have they been treating you?

About what you'd expect.

They're just trying to fatten you up a little.

It's gonna be okay, I promise.

Now you have to tell me the truth.

Did you do it?

JUDGE: Mrs. Van der Sloot, you may begin.

Yes, Mr. Stonewright.

You were at the scene of the supposed crime

my client is accused of, correct?

That's correct.

What were you doing that day?

I was walking my dog.

On the corner of 48th and Main, correct?

Yes, that's correct.

And what did you see?

I saw that man walking about 50 feet ahead of me.

And the child?

She was only a few feet in front of him.

And then what happened?

Well, the little girl wasn't paying attention.

Occasionally she would hop off the sidewalk into the street.

And that's when the incident occurred.

That's correct.

I saw that man push her.

MRS. VAN DER SLOOT: Push her?

MR. STONEWRIGHT: Yes, push her.

Did the thrust appear to be malicious in nature?

He definitely was pushing her

with a large amount of force.

Into oncoming traffic?

That's correct.

Let me ask the question one more time.

Do you feel that my client had malicious intent

when he shoved the child that day?

Absolutely, he had hate in his eyes.

No further questions, Your Honor.

JUDGE: Mr. Wrenson, you may proceed.

Mr. Stonewright, would you consider yourself a moral man?

Remember, you are under oath.

No.

MR. WRENSON: No?

I don't consider myself moral.

I cheat on my taxes, watch my neighbor undress

through the window, occasionally shoplift.

I even ate my dog later that day.

You know, immoral stuff like that.

Typical, right?

Now, all that may be true.

You may do all those very immoral things,

however, is it true that you secretly

donate food to shelters every month?

Objection, relevance?

JUDGE: Overruled.

MR. WRENSON: Is it true?

Mr. Stonewright, we have plenty of evidence

to support this so please answer the question truthfully.

Yes, yes, I do.

MR. WRENSON: You do what, Mr. Stonewright?

Speak loudly so the jury can hear you.

I donate food to shelters, on occasion.

MR. WRENSON: Now, would you consider this a moral act?

Yes, but...

MR. WRENSON: But what, Mr. Stonewright?

The food was poisoned, I swear to you.

It should have made everyone in the shelter deathly ill.

But it didn't, Mr. Stonewright.

Now, since you are a self-confessed moral,

do you honestly think the jury should

believe what you saw that day?

Answer the question.

No.

Did you see Mr. Booth shove the girl

in front of oncoming traffic?

Or was Mr. Booth being moral also?

I can't be sure.

Can't be sure.

Could he have been pushing her out of harm's way?

You said the child was stepping

in and out of the street carelessly.

Yes.

Would you say it's possible that Mr. Booth

saved the child's life instead of attempting to end it?

No, uh, I mean.

- Yes or no. - Maybe.

Yes.

No further questions, Your Honor.

(CROWD CHATTERING)

Now, Mrs. Paddington, you were

driving the car that fateful day, correct?

That's right.

I was heading down 48th, about to cross Denver

when I saw Mr. Booth shove Allison Grove into traffic.

And what did you do then?

I accelerated.

You accelerated?

Yes.

I hit the accelerator as hard as I could.

I wanted to smear that kid.

Okay, but you just missed her.

Yes.

Sadly.

I agree, would have been nice and messy.

MR. WRENSON: Objection, she's leading the witness.

JUDGE: I'll allow it.

Now, since you were behind the wheel,

how clearly could you see the defendant?

Very clearly.

He was most definitely attempting

to push Allison with the intention of harm.

No further questions.

JUDGE: Mr. Wrenson.

Mrs. Paddington, why didn't you

hit Allison Grove with your car?

You seemed very excited to do so.

I just missed her.

It was very disappointing.

And you said you accelerated.

That's right.

And yet there were obvious tire tracks

matching your tires' tread on your vehicle.

Seems to me you were breaking and swerving.

(CROWD MURMURS)

The evidence doesn't lie.

Objection, my witness is not on trial.

JUDGE: Overruled.

We were able to obtain Mrs. Paddington's phone records

for the exact moment of the crime.

If it pleases the court, I would like

to submit this evidence into testimony.

Now, Mrs. Paddington, according to your phone records

you were texting at the exact moment of the crime.

I will remind you, you're still under oath.

Yes.

MR. WRENSON: And were you texting,

or should I say sexting, a man by the name of Norman Davis?

That's correct.

He's my fuckbuddy.

Now, if true, and you were texting

at that exact moment, how could you

possibly have seen the defendant push Allison Grove?

I...

MR. WRENSON: Am I to assume that while you were texting

your lover you weren't paying attention to the road?

Yes.

MR. WRENSON: And are we to assume that when you did

see the girl you swerved to miss her?

Yes.

MR. WRENSON: No further questions, Your Honor.

JUDGE: Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

JUDGE: On the count of failure

to commit first degree murder,

we the jury find the defendant, Nathan Booth, guilty.

(BANGING)

In keeping with the verdict, I sentence you,

Nathan Michael Booth, to death by consumption.

Sentence to be carried out immediately

following this session.

Court is adjourned.

(GAVEL POUNDS)

Nathan, be honest with me, did you do it?

Yeah, I did.

She was walking in front of a car

and I pushed her out of the way.

When did you know?

Know what?

That you were one of them.

I've always known.

You know, there's more of us out

there than you think there are.

He confessed.

Remember our agreement.

He's to be given a quick death and no pain.

I hope they choke on me.

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(CROWD CHATTERING)

CROWD: Our streets!

Our streets!

Our streets!

Our streets!

Our streets!

Our streets!

Our streets!

Congrats, Calvin, another win

You forgot your to-go bag, dear.

(SIRENS BLARING)

He didn't have much meat on his bones.

He had a lotta guts though.

Why do you do it, defend them?

Someone has to.

I must say, I prefer you this way.

I gotta make my clients feel comfortable somehow.

The world needs me, you know.

Gotta have some semblance of order in the chaos.

What will you do when there are no more of them left?

(SPITTING)

I'm sure I'll find a hobby.

Though I think it will get pretty boring.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

This is a simple procedure with low risk of complication.

You'll be under for about three

hours and you won't feel a thing.

When you wake up, we'll talk about it then.

Do you have any questions?

No, I'm okay, thank you. (THRILLING MUSIC)

Good.

I'm just gonna lower you down

a little bit so you're lying flat.

This is the oxygen.

So I'm gonna need you to count down from 10.

Breathe.

10.

Nine.

NURSE: Yeah, just breathe.

Eight.

Seven.

NURSE: Keep breathing.

Six.

That's good.

PATIENT: Five.

Just relax.

PATIENT: Four.

NURSE: Relax.

PATIENT: Three.

Two.

(PANTING)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

(ALL TOGETHER INDISTINCT MUFFLED DIALOGUE)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)

(THRILLING MUSIC)

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