All language subtitles for [English] Summerhouse Slaughter

(upbeat music)

(dark music)

(thunder crashing)
(witch cackling)

(thunder rumbling)

- Give me an M, give me
an A, give me a V-O-L-I-A.

What does that spell?

Evil.

Back in my day,

a group of chanting women
was known as a coven.

But over the years,

spiritual groups turned
into spirit groups.

Tonight's flick showcases cheerful ghouls

who turn into fearful screamers.

(character screaming)

- Westbridge Wildcats we're the best,

harder, better than the rest.

You can't beat pride.

You can't beat class,

but most of all you can't beat sass.

Go wildcats! (all cheering)

- Just in time.

Great work, ready for Wyoming.

(cheerleaders cheering)

(water flowing)

(cheerleaders screaming)

(ominous electronic music)

(cheerleaders screaming)

(sinister electronic music)

- Who's the loser?

She looks like a total dyke.

We should probably lock our room tonight.

- That's enough.

For your information, that's Tanya,

your South Park Vista Captain.

- Has she ever heard of a little sunshine?

And she doesn't look
like captain of anything.

- Your positions outside
of camp don't matter.

Once we get started, you'll
all be treated as equals.

- So is this place haunted?

- Why?

- Because Casper, the friendly
ghost gets a little homesick.

(laughing)

(traffic passing)

You won't burst in the flames

if you get a little sun, my dear.

- That's enough.

- What's your problem?

- The problem I have with all losers.

Your school sucks.

Your family is poor,

and you are way too lame
to be a cheerleader.

- Go to hell.

- Isn't this the place
where all those girls

got murdered last year?

- Well, that wasn't in the brochure.

- [Leader] Yeah it is.

- What happened?

- It doesn't matter, that was last year.

- I'll look it up online.

- No phones allowed at camp.

- Why not?

- No calls, no texting,

no mindlessly surfing the
internet instead of working.

- How am I supposed to
contact my boyfriend?

- You're not.

This is three days of training,
relaxing and unplugging.

You don't need to update
your status every hour.

You guys are all from different schools.

Mingle, make some friends.

- What are you smiling at?

You have nothing to worry about,

because no one's gonna
call a rag like you.

- That's enough, now
everyone, phones in here.

You'll get them back in three days.

Your family needs to
contact you before then,

they can call you on the landline.

(birds chirping)

We're here.

(birds chirping)

Come on, ladies

(birds chirping)

Okay, I don't see anything.

- The road to the cabin is washed out,

so we've gotta park here and
walk the rest of the way in.

- Walk? Are you serious?

- It's a beautiful day.

A little exercise isn't
gonna hurt you ladies.

It's only like a mile.

- In these shoes?

(van starting)

(birds chirping)

(soft orchestral music)

- It's actually at a summer house.

- Is it a (indistinct)?

(birds chirping)

- Welcome to Horizon
Field Cheerleader Camp,

where dedication, passion, and
team spirit go hand in hand.

Welcome.

Hello.

Welcome, welcome to Horizon Fields.

Good to see you all today, I must say.

- Cut out the crap, we're not tourists.

Just give us the keys.

- Yes, I see, of course.

Yes, of course.

Miss Paddington?

- Uh huh.

- Let me get those keys for you.

- Why don't you do that?

- They keys are in the kitchen, follow me.

- Isn't your dad a handyman?

- No.

- Oh, come on, I'll bet he is.

- No, he's not.

- So then what does he do?

- He was a janitor.

- I knew it, ugh.

You've got that air of scum about you.

Let me guess.

He was a janitor at
your school, am I right?

Told ya, scum.

- Isn't he a handyman?

- Well, that makes him one
rung above Tanya's Daddy.

- Okay girls, these are your shirts.

You're gonna wear these during the day.

Here are your keys.

Two to a room.

Time to make new friends.

- Good luck.

(birds chirping)

- So, where's the TV?

- I guess they don't want us distracted.

- What are we supposed
to do in the evenings?

Have you stayed here before?

(Tanya sobbing)

Well.

This is a little awkward.

- I'm sorry.

It's just,

I was one of six girls

that were going to spend the
weekend here last summer,

only we were all on the same team.

We were from Westbridge.

Ever since I was a little girl,

I used to have trouble sleeping.

I would stay up all night just
flipping through TV channels,

trying to find something
that would put me to sleep.

God, it went on like
that until, I don't know,

I was like 10 years old,

and then all of a sudden it just stopped.

Then it was the opposite.

It was all I could do to stay awake.

Then,

(somber piano music)

two years ago my father passed away.

Pancreatic cancer,

it was all so sudden.

One minute we were this happy family,

and the next, my mother grew distant

and my older sister went away to college.

And that's when the sleepless
nights started again.

I lost my appetite.

It went on like that for months
and I thought I was coping,

but then on the field,
one day during practice,

I blanked out and

I woke up in the hospital.

I lost a few pounds,

and I wasn't getting more
than three hours of sleep.

It all just finally hit me, I guess.

We were supposed to be
coming here in a few weeks,

but, the doctor put me on bedrest

while the other girls
went to cheerleader camp.

I stayed in bed, eating soup
and watching talk shows.

- So you missed out.

So, you're here now.

- No, you don't understand.

Zoe Decker, she's the
girl who replaced me.

And on their second day here,

a sprinkler went off and it sprayed them

with some sort of corrosive acid.

It ate through their uniforms, their skin,

burnt their hair off,

and they had these blisters
all over their skin.

People said the paramedics when they

tried to pull their clothes off,

the skin came off with it.

I should have been one of them.

But instead Zoe Decker took my place and,

and now they're all dead.

- Oh my gosh.

- My mom said they don't
know why it happened

and they don't know who did it.

- Why did you come here?

If I were you, I would've stayed away.

Far away.

- All the self-help books
told me to face my fears.

- Do you feel better for coming here?

- No, not really.

- It's no wonder you're messed up.

Sorry.

- No, you're probably right.

- Well, look at the bright side.

What are the chances
this could happen again?

(birds chirping)

- Okay, girls.

Ready, and,

one,

two,

three,

four,

five,

six,

seven,

eight.

Okay, go again.

Ready?

And one,

two,

three,

four,

five.

Okay, how about, okay, you guys

and five, six.

(upbeat electronic music)

(sprinkler running)

- So it takes (indistinct)
to make you wet, huh?

- You're evil.

- No I'm not.

I'm just better at playing
the bitch than you.

- Cut it out, Courtney.

Come on ladies, it's
time to go make dinner.

(dramatic music)

- I didn't mean to scare you.

- What do you want, caretaker?

- You can call me Quinn if you want.

- I don't want.

- Fair enough.

I'm just here to report
that my duties are done,

and I'm off to go fishing
for the rest of the weekend.

Well, Miss Paddington,

I know you don't like me
being around your ladies.

- Thank you, caretaker.

- No, thank you.

Oh, I'd better go off to
my shed and grab my rod.

(birds chirping)

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah, I got you.

Whoa, oh shit.

(car approaching)

(crickets chirping)

- Are you sure you want
to go through with this?

- Have you seen the
douches at camp this year?

- Got my bucks?

- Like, the check is in the mail.

- You've got an honest face.

- I know I said to come disguised,

but why the fuck are you in panda suit?

- They're endangered animals.

I was thinking maybe I
could get some sympathy sex.

- Dream on needle dick.

So, you got it?

- Yeah, but what do you
need a bear trap for?

It's not like you're gonna see

a bunch of those running around.

- It's a surprise.

There's a girl that doesn't belong here,

so I wanna scare her to death,

so she'll pack up her shit and leave.

And remember, gimme 30
minutes to get back to my room

so no one knows where it came from.

- [Panda] You got it.

- And don't get caught.

- Do you even know my name?

- I don't need to, but
I'd bet you know mine,

and what it means.

- Why the hell am I even doing this?

Oh yeah, ass.

(crickets chirping)

(truck running)

- Courtney?

Someone who isn't Courtney?

This better ending boy-girl sexy time.

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

(Panda yelling)

(sentimental music)

(electric buzzing)

(lid banging)

- My, I've heard of mascots
killing it, but not like this.

And who's that mystery guest?

Or is it a guest at all?

And note to self, I need
a pitchfork of my own.

(crickets chirping)
(breeze blowing)

(muffled speaking)

(crickets chirping)

- It can't be,

you.

(wind blowing)

(birds chirping)

(sentimental electronic music)

- What's everyone standing around for?

Where's the bitch, and breakfast?

- That's what we're wondering.

Her room is empty and her
bed doesn't look slept in.

- Maybe she slept somewhere else,

like with the caretaker.

- Oh.

- Gross.

- We did find this on her pillow.

- What is it?

Huh?

- Just a little quick dick.

- There is six of us here.

- [Courtney] Oh, how creepy and specific.

You totally set this up
just to mess with us.

- Forget it girl, she
was with me all night.

- Oh, I bet.

Fuck it, you know what?

I'm going out and getting some sun.

- She has the right idea.

(upbeat electronic music)

♪ Yes she does ♪

(upbeat electronic music continues)

(lyrics muffled)

- What's your damage?

- You are.

Everything about you offends me.

Your face, stupid hair,

your smell, even your voice.

Why are you even here?

What makes you think that you
could ever be a cheerleader?

- Why do you even care?

- I'll tell you why I care.

Because my daddy paid good
money to send me here,

and I come from a respectable family,

not some trailer trash like you.

So why don't you pack up your things,

get the hell outta here?

- I know you.

God, there's one of you at every school,

some cheap whore rubbing up
on everyone's better than her,

and trashing those she's jealous of.

That's it. You're jealous.

Why else would you have it out for me?

I'm clearly smarter than
you and more independent.

You're just tits and high heels.

That felt good.

That felt really good.

- Yeah.

- I wanna get in great shape for trials.

I'm gonna get tanned and
make these puppies nice.

- Do you have a boyfriend
come back at home?

- Kind of.

- [Cheerleader] What do you mean, kind of?

- Well I have someone I fuck,

but he doesn't know my ass from his elbow,

so, I wouldn't call him
anything more than a lay.

You?

- Nah, there was this one guy,

but he was a total fucking douchebag.

- I've known a lot of guys,

and let me tell you one thing, hon.

They're all douches. (laughing)

- So, do you think it's weird

that there's still no sign of coach?

- I guess, not that I care.

It's actually kind of
peaceful without her anyway.

- It's just that,

I mean she was really into telling us

what she'd planned for us today,

and now no one's seen
her since last night.

Do you think she's all right?

- Don't worry.

She'll be back soon

and you'll be wishing she was gone again.

- The best part of the day's almost over.

- That's when the best part
of the night starts to begin.

- Betty, I'm serious.

It's not like Coach
Paddington to just disappear.

I mean what if something
really happened to her?

- What if she went to get
supplies or something?

I mean the nearest town is miles away,

she might gone for a while.

- Without telling anyone she was leaving?

- I don't know,

but one thing I do know
is, I'm bored with Frisbee.

- Forget it. She's not worth it.

- She has no business being here.

She should get back to her trailer park,

and go blow her brother.

- Don't let it spoil your week.

- Oh, don't worry about it.

It won't.

I have something planned,

special thing.

- Really? What?

- Check this out.

- So you're going to kill her.

- Don't be silly, Gina.

The jaws are blunt in
the spring is wasted.

That tramp is gonna shit her pants.

(birds chirping)

(indistinct)

- When we get back we'll have
some nice dinner together.

- Wow, you actually
settled my coach there.

- I'd be scared if I wasn't so thirsty.

- Just three (indistinct) keep morale.

= Hey, so have any of
you wondered if coach

isn't actually seeing this herself?

- No way.

She probably ran after some man friend.

I bet she was a right dirty
bitch back in her day.

- Was that like 1907?

- Yeah, but it's not like she
would leave us unsupervised,

especially on our first day.

- You can't let Courtney
do what she's doing to you.

She's already out for your blood.

It doesn't mean (indistinct).

- No way you guys.

Maybe she's been watching us,

and she's been watching us all day,

seeing how he behave if
we were left on our own.

- She's that much fun?

- Either that or she was
savaged by a wild boar.

- If she was savaged by a boar,
the boar would (indistinct).

(laughing)

(orchestral music)

(indistinct)

(floor creaking)

(tense music)

(vibrator running)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

(cheerleader screaming)

(high-tension music)

(door closing)

(water running)

(knocking)

(door closing)

(eerie music)

(bather gasping)

(bather screaming)

(eerie music)

- Wait a minute, wait a dark Lord minute.

Okay, I've heard of death of candlestick,

burning at the stake,

automotive, knife, rope, inferno,

but never have I ever
heard of death by plunger.

(thunder rumbling)
(ghosts moaning)

Scream-tastic.

- This is really great.

- Yeah, thanks for doing everything.

- Oh my pleasure.

Let me get you all a drink.

(dripping)

- That's coming from the bathroom.

- Casey went to take a bath, didn't she?

- That was like an hour
or two ago, I'm sure.

(dark music)

(sentimental music)

(cheerleader screaming)

- Oh my God.

(crying)

(sad music)

- There's no dial tone.

- Now what do we do?

- Well, what about our phones?

Where would she have hidden them?

- They could be anywhere.

- I'll go check her room.

- I already did that.
- When?

- Last night.

You didn't think I'd
go all weekend without.

- And they weren't there?

- No, I turned the room
upside down looking for them.

- Well, then they have to
be down here somewhere.

- If someone cut the line,

then they surely would've
taken our phones as well.

- What do we do now?

- How far to the next town?

- It's like 20 miles
away, and it's dark out.

We would never make it on foot.

- What are you shit-stains
doing loitering?

Still trying to find coach petting tits?

- Casey's dead.

- Who's Casey?

- The girl I've been with all day.

- And who are you?

- You bitch.

- She's in the tub.

And not breathing anymore.

- Bullshit.

- Bull true, bitch.

- Oh good, it looks like trailer trash

joined the conversation.

- Courtney.

This is serious.

- How serious?

So, maybe she like killed
herself or something

- By suffocating or strangling herself?

- Yeah.

- Wait, we're down another member.

(Tanya screaming)

- Why'd she do that to herself?

- She didn't do that to herself.

- Okay. (gasping)

I believe you now.

(chilling music)

- (indistinct) out of this house,

even if only for a day or so.

- So what are you
saying? One of us did it.

- Of course not.

- Well, who's left on
the suspect list then?

- There's the coach and,
God that caretaker guy.

- Quinn.

- Right, Quinn.

- He's gone fishing.

- Wake up and smell the
corpse, he didn't go anywhere.

- But,

he's so ugly.

Like, okay, if I'm gonna get killed,

I wanna be killed by someone hot.

- I know, right?

Bundy was pretty hot.

(indistinct) was a hunk,

but if you could ignore the face,

probably go with Manson.

- Enough!

It could have very well have been him.

- They're always weird looking.

Maybe that's why they
become serial killers,

because no one will fuck them.

- God, we're finally in
agreement over something.

But, what are we gonna do about this?

- Call the police?

- We already tried that.

The lines are dead, all
our phones are missing.

It's too dark to walk
anywhere, and the (indistinct).

- I found this.

- All this is set.

I knew it.

He wants to totally rape us and kill us.

Maybe not even in that order.

- We don't know that.

- So then what do we know?

- That two of our fellow cheer
mates have been murdered,

and any one of us can be next.

- Well, maybe we should offer her as bait.

- Gee, thanks.

Just when I thought we were getting along

for like five seconds.

- Yeah, I know. It was
kind of nice, wasn't it?

- Shall we cover up the body?

- Fuck that, I didn't even know her.

(crickets chirping)

- So now you know as much as us.

- What about transportation?

- No cars, no van.

We're completely cut off.

- We can't just sit here and wait to die.

- It's obvious, we need
to leave, right now.

Take our chances on the road.

- That would be suicide.

We have no idea where we are,

what direction the nearest
town is or how to get there.

We could be in more danger
if we just took off on foot.

- What about hitchhiking?

- From the hands of one psycho to another?

No thanks.

- Well if we stay here,

then we have two more nights
we have to stay alive.

That means we have to stick together

and no one can wander off alone.

And we need to gather whatever
we can find for weapons.

- Weapons? Like what?

Do they have shotguns here?

- It's a summer house, right?

And the grounds look well maintained,

so there has to be gardening
equipment somewhere.

- Seriously?

- Yeah, why not?

Lawnmower, spade, pitchfork,
anything sharp or heavy.

We have to find it and gather it.

- Then what?

- Stay alive until Monday.

- Oh my God.

With a mad man on the loose?

- Why not? I mean, if we stick together.

- Well, what do we know about mad men?

- Just what I've seen in movies.

- Okay, well what do we
remember from movies?

- They wear masks.

- They're indestructible.

- They like to watch people getting it on.

- There aren't any boys here,
so that's not an option.

What else?

- They hate women.

- Hot, well then we're in trouble.

Okay, how do we kill them?

- Well, this is the real world.

Like can't we just stab them in the heart?

- That'd work?

- You wanna do it.

- [Tanya] Then it's agreed.

We have to stick together
and keep your wits about you.

I said wits.

Okay, listen, I'm the captain,

so the first thing we're gonna do

is gather what we can for weapons.

Sophia, Courtney,

how about if you go find a a tool shed

or a garage or something,
and we'll check the house.

- Right, Captain.

(crickets chirping)

- Do we have a weapon?

- Could be some inside.

- But what if the killer
is inside waiting for us?

- Ready?

- To do what?

I don't have a weapon.

- Then get ready to scream.

(crickets chirping)

(screaming)

- Really? You pussy.

- Well, he could have been in here.

What is this place?

- Fuck.

- For this troll and Central Park.

There's gotta be something in here.

- [Courtney] What are we gonna do, Sophia?

Kill him with a freaking leaf?

- What about this?

- Jesus, it's nearly as heavy as I am.

- That's good, right?

The heavier it is, the
more damage it'll do.

- What are you gonna take?

- He comes near me,
I'll cut his balls off.

- Jesus Sophia, when
did you become Cropsy?

- That's the killer caretaker, right?

- Yeah.

- What is that?

(crickets chirping)

- It's patting tits.

- Her name was Paddington.

- Right.

- Panda boy.

- Who?

- Nevermind.

We should probably tell the others.

- I'm way ahead of you.

- Wait, which way did we come from?

(eerie music)

- [Tanya] Can you see anything?

Jesus this is scary.

(eerie music)

(cheerleader coughing)

- It's like a bomb site down here.

I wonder when the last time
was the space was used.

- [Tanya] Hopefully not today.

- I was trying not to think about that.

Look.

- Can I see that?

- Help me, please.

You went to Westbridge, didn't you?

- Yeah. Why?

- Suspect named in group
cheerleader murders.

It's about what happened last year.

- Yeah, I know all about that.

- Everything?

- What do you mean?

- The victims were training

for the National Cheerleading Competition.

Their squad leader was Zoe Decker,

a sophomore at Westbridge High School,

who had replaced classmate Tanya Starkman

due to personal issues.

And your name is circled in red.

- [Tanya] Why is my name circled?

What's so special about me?

- Maybe whoever was responsible last year

still wants you dead.

- [Tanya] Or thinks I'm responsible.

- There's more.

28 year old Quinn Johns was
found guilty of four cases

of sexual relations with
students at Westbridge High.

Johns had worked as the
caretaker for three years,

which authorities believed had allowed him

unlimited access to his prey.

- [Tanya] Well, maybe it's a fake out.

Why would the killer implicate himself?

- [Betty] There's something
else circled in red.

(knocking on door)

- I have to tell you something, Betty.

Listen.

I kept one of these hidden.

I found it later on Casey's body.

- Why'd you keep it hidden?

- I didn't know who I could trust.

- What's in it?

- [Tanya] I couldn't
comprehend it at the time,

but God, now it's so clear.

It it looked like an infinity symbol.

The first letter was a six,

the second letter was S for seven,

and then the clipping was nine.

So this has to be

six, seven, eight, nine.

Someone's dying every hour.

The killer is using each hour as a window,

and these letters are a
preview for the next attack.

He or she wants us to know

exactly how much time
we have left to survive.

- Two numbers.

Two hours.

- Two more victims.

- Courtney and Sophia!

- Never ran so hard

in my life. (gasping)

(Courtney moaning)

(crickets chirping)

Well, it pushes on my boobs.

I like it.

(crickets chirping)

- My legs are so tired.

- [Tanya] Mine too.

- I think it's this way.

- [Tanya] It's good to
know we're not just running

in a random direction.

Don't be scared.

(crickets chirping)

(chilling music)

(Tanya and Betty screaming)

- Oh no!

(eerie music)

- 10 o'clock.

- [Tanya] She's dead, one of us is next.

We gotta run again.

(crickets chirping)

(eerie music)

- Courtney?

Are you in here?

(Tanya gasping)

- It's Mrs. Paddington and a boy.

- So she really was killed.

This is way worse than we thought.

I wish you hadn't kept
that letter from us.

- I'm sorry.

I was trying to piece the clues together

and I thought if one of us was doing this

that they'd go batshit
when the letter was missing

and that would draw them out.

- Forget it.

We're out of time now, anyway.

- Out of time?

- Come again?

- Nothing, it's just the whole hour thing.

Whoever's doing this
must have lost big time

when they ran out of time.

I think it's another cheerleader.

I mean, we cheer with stopwatches.

- Unless Courtney is still
alive, then there's no one left.

- Wait, whose idea was it
to go to the basement again?

Yours are mine?

- I can't remember, why?

- Nevermind.

- Why'd you become a cheerleader?

You should have been a detective.

- I, I didn't.

My older sister was one
and a straight A student,

so my parents thought I couldn't
be one without the other.

You?

- I just thought it'd be fun. (chuckling)

- We're gonna die, aren't we?

- Obviously.

- Wait a second.

- Tanya, you're getting a
little weird on me here.

Tennis balls?

- I think Miss Paddington was a man.

- So what does that mean for us?

(both screaming)

- Betty?

(Tanya screaming)

Betty!

(hard rock music)

(lyrics muffled)

(Tanya screaming)

♪ This is where your dreams come to die ♪

(lyrics muffled)
(Tanya screaming)

- Daring dangers, you know.

Harold, pass me that can of tuna.

(tense music)

(eerie music)

- You?

It wasn't your body then.

Quinn.

- He was supposed to
leave for the weekend,

but instead he stayed
on ground, made plans.

He was gonna spy on you all.

So I took care of him.

You would've done the same.

- What happened to you?

- Oh, sweetie. (indistinct)

- After graduation,

it was all taken away from me.

Now, I waste every summer

looking after ungrateful
little shits like you.

- What sort of reason is that?

- One day.

Right here.

You will understand.

When your looks are gone.

And your body's been ravaged by time.

- So you killed everyone

because you're having a midlife crisis?

- (laughing) I call it an epiphany.

- [Tanya] I call it insane.

- Graduation is what's insane.

They throw you out of school,

just to start another
one from ground zero,

stripped of your role.

Couldn't stand the thought.

- My friends had the right to find out,

and you robbed them of that.

- You're friends.

Oh my, you've learned something
here at camp, haven't you?

You know, you remind me of Zoe Decker.

Go on then, get your revenge.

- You haven't killed anyone yet this hour.

Two minutes past 11.

What's next?

- If you let me live, I will kill you.

One of us has to die. (laughing)

- [Tanya] No.

- Somebody always has to die.

- I have a better idea.

(Paddington screaming)

- So to recap, your
coach, Miss Paddington,

was responsible for the
incident here last year.

She killed five of your friends
over the span of 24 hours,

and then she confessed
these crimes to you,

all while dressed as a panda?

- Yes.

- And you expect me to believe this?

- [Tanya] It's the truth.

- And so you pulled off her mask,

and then she explained her plans to you?

That all sounds a little too Scooby Doo.

Why was she dressed as a panda?

- I don't know.

- Really?

That would've been the
first question I asked.

I don't really understand
her motive, either.

Are you sure you're telling me everything?

- That's what she told me.

And she also killed the caretaker guy

and some teenage boy.

- Right, an unidentified high
school student, and a Mr.

Quinn Johns?

- [Tanya] Yes.

- [Detective] And why was he still here?

- I guess he was finished and

he apparently decided
to stay back and hide

so he could watch us.

- [Detective] Watch you?

- Yeah, you know, exercise.

Practice our routines, shower.

- I think that'll be all.

- Can I speak to my family now?

- Of course.

I'll be right back.

(siren blaring)

(muffled voice on police radio)

Courtesy of the taxpayers.

(siren blaring)

- Hello Mom?

It's so good to hear your voice.

I miss you too.

I love you.

I can't wait to see both of you.

Mom, I gotta go.

Oh, and mom, I don't think I
wanna be a cheerleader anymore.

(eerie music)

(upbeat electronic music)

(muffled singing)

- And one by one, like
every good horror story,

they all saw their demise.

Well, almost everyone.

Who said being a cheerleader was easy?

And Coach Paddington,

you fulfilled all
women's revenge fantasies

by killing each one of
those cheerful maggots.

Until next time, my victims.

(dark piano music)

(witch cackling)

(upbeat music)