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Nikki, you are on fire.
And as your manager of your OnlyFans page,
this is going to blow up.
Well, my fans want content.
I want money.
So this week's cosplay, Little Red Riding Hood.
And I'm your big bad wolf.
Well, let's get to it.
You know what would be kinky?
I got a wolf's mask out in the Jeep.
You stay here.
I'll be right back.
Well, hurry up.
Things a guy's got to do to get laid.
Sean?
Sean?
Wow, I love your mask.
It actually kind of turns me on.
My, what big teeth you have.
All the better to eat me with.
What the fuck is this?
Sean?
Who's this freak?
I thought it was you.
Whoever he is, he's interrupting our evening.
I'm going to fuck him up.
Unlock the door.
Man, where is this guy?
Man, oh, man, where is he?
I get so nervous, man.
I get so nervous, man.
I get so nervous.
I get so nervous.
And when I get nervous, I get the itch.
I wouldn't be dipping into that if I were you.
No.
Boss wouldn't like knowing you tapped into his snow.
Now, Louis, I was just making sure it was all there.
If it isn't all there, you won't
have to worry about your habit anymore.
All right, come on.
I did my part.
Where's the cash?
I need to get fixed bad, man.
I won't be making eyes at you all night.
Funny guy.
What's this?
Read it.
Sorry, Jones.
Our business partnership is over.
The boss thinks you've been talking to the feds.
I'll be taking this, though.
I always pegged Jones for a snitch.
Well, fed, tonight you're going to meet your maker.
All right, punk.
It's just and me.
Every night is more intense
This madness makes no sense
I curse the night
I howl and cry
It's stop and try
Don't break me down
Don't break me down again
Don't break me down
Don't break me down again
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break my down
And when the darkness grows, that's when my heart grows cold
My hunger escalates
For your blood I cannot wait
I curse the night
I howl and cry
I'll stop and try
Don't break me down
Don't break me down again
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't you know there's no controlling this
I beg and bleed
Don't break me down again, down again
Where do they go?
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
I curse the night
I howl and cry
Can't stop me
Don't break me down
Don't break me down
What?
Oh, nothing.
I'm just making sure you're OK.
There's a complimentary water in the cup holder if you'd like it.
No, I don't need any water.
I need you to get me to Manhattan on the double.
I've got a very important business meeting.
A lot of sales riding on it.
Oh, P Didn't want to get your Ferrari banged up
in the traffic.
No, I'm flying to Spain after the business meeting,
and I don't want my car sitting in a parking
garage for a few days.
Is that OK with you?
Don't blame you.
I thought you were a movie producer.
Why is that?
They're making a low-budget horror movie in the area,
Thought you were one of the money people.
Low-budget horror movies?
Like there's any money in that.
No, I sell stocks, and I've got a good lead
on some investments that's going to make me very rich.
Sounds exciting.
Playing with other people's money at their expense
is exciting.
Living the rock star life, huh?
Fast cars, hot women, money, cocaine city.
Ha, you wish you were me.
What the fuck are we doing?
Look, we don't have time to screw around, OK?
Place looks closed anyway.
I'm sorry.
I have to use the restroom, but I'll be real quick about it.
Well, hurry it the fuck up, then.
OK, I will.
Great, no cell phone service.
Euphoria.
Come on, man.
Let's hurry it up.
Come on.
If you don't get out here right now, I'm taking the car myself.
Uber sucks.
Quit fucking around.
Let's go.
Blood, but from what?
If I'd have known you were on your period,
I'd have hired someone else.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad stop after all.
All right.
Oh, that's gold, brother.
All right then.
Oh, shit.
Oh, that idiot's got the goddamn keys.
I gotta get out of here.
This pain is killing me.
You hear that?
I think it was the beast.
Yes, wouldn't old Sheriff Duke Larson
be pissed if we caught the killer of these locals?
He's a fool.
He thinks all the killings are from a maniac.
We know better.
It's a renegade animal, not a maniac.
The victims were torn apart the likes no human could do.
It was animal, I say.
Agreed.
Savage bear?
It's no bear, my friend.
Then what?
It's a wolf or a pack of wolves.
There's no wolves around these parts.
It must have been coyotes.
It's wolves.
Trust me.
Want to go flush them out?
Yes, you go out in the woods and circle up in front of me
then head back this way.
You'll drive it right towards me.
Then we'll put a bullet between its eyes.
What?
What's wrong?
I don't want to flush it out.
You do that.
OK, you stay here and shoot it between the eyes when
it comes tearing down on you.
But remember.
What?
You only have one chance to shoot it before it latches on
to your throat.
You stay here.
I'll flush it out.
That's what I thought.
This is stupid.
It's cold outside.
I just want to get home to my old lady.
Who's there?
What the hell?
Andrew.
Andrew.
He's doing exactly what I told.
Good.
Andrew.
Keep coming.
That's it.
That's it.
Andrew.
Andrew.
That's it.
Cocaine city.
Cocaine city.
Cocaine city.
Did I torment you?
Did I perhaps even kill your loved ones.
Kill your loved ones.
Killed your loved ones.
Killed your loved ones.
Killed your loved ones.
Killed your loved one.
Fast cars, hot women, money, cocaine city.
You wish you were me.
You wish you were me.
Frank, where the fuck are you?
And these out of the way rendezvous, they need to stop.
And you better be springing for a hotel tonight,
or you're not getting anything.
Five more minutes, and you can just go play with yourself.
Frank, is that you?
Quit screwing around.
Oh my god.
No, no, no, no.
What the hell happened to me?
I got to get the hell out of here.
Ready and action.
These guys catch me looking like this with all this coke,
I'm going to be fucked.
I got to find a way out of here.
Sheriff Larson.
What?
Five more murders?
Where?
All right, all right, all right, I'm on my way.
What in God's name could have done this?
Sheriff, Sheriff, who is committing these crimes?
The public wants to know.
I don't have any answers for you right now.
We're conducting an investigation.
When we have something to report, I'll let you know.
Is it a serial killer?
A cult?
It could be something worse.
Now get out of my face.
I've got work to do.
Hello, whoa, whoa.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I'm not going to hurt you.
Things I've seen, it would take a lot more
than you to scare me.
Who are you?
My name is Jack, and you are?
Lysandra.
Sorry to bother you.
Look, I'm in a lot of trouble.
Do you have a phone I could use?
Ain't got one of those.
Do you live nearby?
I live here and there.
People around here call me the gypsy of the woods.
Cooking up a spell over there?
Cooking up lunch.
I've been expecting you.
You have?
Eventually, those that have been marked
find their way to me.
Marked?
Under your shirt.
How did you know?
You were marked with the beast.
Marked with the curse.
Marked for death.
The same beast that killed your driver.
The Uber driver?
And wounded you.
It was my son.
Something about these woods.
Evil is drawn here.
Now you will become a demon that can't stop killing.
No, this is crazy.
That's not me.
And not just when the moon is full.
You see, he was addicted to his vice, like you are.
I can smell it on you.
He was addicted to the devil's lettuce.
You mean weed?
It changed him day or night, like your vice will do to you.
No, no, this is crazy.
If I killed that creature, then that means--
You killed my son.
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit.
Why did you make me do that?
What am I going to do?
It was self-defense?
Self-defense.
I got to get out of here.
The legend can't be true.
About the killer clown?
Who else killed all of our friends?
And if we're not careful, if we--
if-- what's the next line?
Geez, not again.
Cut, fucking cut.
Feed her the line.
The line is we're next if we can't stop this crazy clown
from killing again.
Who wrote this stuff?
I did.
We've rehearsed this 100 times.
This isn't Breakfast at Tiffany's.
I'm sorry.
All these scenes blur together.
I hear you, sister.
One scene is as mundane as the next.
Excuse me, I can barely see or hear anything.
Hey, I'm trying to make a movie here.
Hey, let's go.
Back to one.
Camera ready.
Sound ready.
We're using the onboard mic.
Yeah, forgot.
No budget.
No problem.
I'm going to make this movie even if it kills me.
Action.
I need another hit.
No, I got to keep going.
Ready and action.
Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah.
I need more blood.
Stop.
I need more blood.
It's freezing out here.
No more blood.
Cut.
I'm the director, dollface.
Let me douse you with this shit.
That was fantastic.
That was bullshit.
Wait till my agent hears about this.
Tiff, you were magnificent, and this scene
will be in the trailer.
I am a professional, you know?
Prime the sprayer for safety take.
You have to be kidding me.
How am I going to explain any of this?
It doesn't make any sense.
I got to take the edge off.
Ease this pain.
Good shit.
Is anybody there?
What the hell was that?
I don't know.
Some woodsy animal.
You never said there were wolves out here.
Or bears or whatever the hell that was.
You're right.
I didn't.
All right, send in the clown.
This rubber mask is freezing to my face and crumbling.
We could only be so lucky.
Is that his mark so I can get focus?
Close enough.
These are just shit pictures.
This film really is a shit show.
Hey, Vinita, we're going to need you in front of the camera
soon, OK?
I mean, don't worry.
You know, he's-- he's farsighted.
What the hell is that?
You said you wanted a gritty '80s look,
and this baby will do the trick.
That's a Super 8 camera.
No one uses that anymore.
At least use a 16 millimeter or some 35-millimeter short X.
Well, you get what you pay for.
I have to pee.
And I'm hungry.
My feet are numb.
All right, everyone, that's
it, into the cabin for some rehearsals.
Thank you.
I still don't know why we all had to come here in one vehicle.
Because Slash is too cheap to pay for all of our gas.
Perks of being a producer.
Tight ass.
No cell signal.
Are you kidding?
No way.
It's our location.
Service is spotty.
Service is shit.
I don't even own a cell phone.
Nobody likes to talk to me.
True.
So, Slash?
Yeah.
Why do they call you Slash?
Is it art imitating life?
Are you really a serial killer?
Nope, it's because I am the director slash producer
slash editor slash craft service slash transportation.
Yeah, you're a regular one-man wrecking crew.
You mean hack.
Auteur.
Thanks, man.
You get it.
That's why this film is a Slash Cinema production.
A classic where--
You work long hours.
For low pay.
No pay.
Where I give the fans what they want,
lots of blood and lots of boobs.
Alastair has the blood part covered,
and Tiff and Vinita have the boobs part covered.
Well, we all know how Tiffany got the role.
She fucked the director.
You said it was a secret.
I didn't tell anyone.
Today, here, this morning, I'd like
to make a formal statement regarding
the rash of murders that have been
plaguing our idyllic community.
After an intense investigation, it is now clear
that the perpetrator of these crimes
is actually a rogue animal, not a serial killer, not
an escaped mental patient.
We are urging each and every one of our community members
to please be cautious when going outdoors, both during the day
and at night.
I am working closely with the Game Commission, as well as
several big game hunters, so that we can quickly
capture and kill this animal and bring a sense of safety
back into our lives.
How is it that I'm hungry and full at the same time?
Oh, fuck.
What the hell is happening to me?
I'm allergic to the cold.
So can we get this going?
Ready?
Yes.
And action.
Pardon, in the script, why is this scene even happening?
Because you can never have too many boobs or butts in a film.
Oh, OK, when is it my turn?
Now fall down and make out.
That's not in the script.
It was worth a try.
All right, cut.
Take 10 while I try to figure out
how to stretch the shitty script out.
Let's go for a walk.
OK.
I was hoping to spend some time with you.
Really?
Yeah, I think you're hot.
Does that surprise you?
No, I mean, I think I'm hot, too.
I just didn't know you went that way.
I go lots of ways.
My pronouns are they/them.
What's yours?
She, her, yours.
All right, I feel you.
I'm counting on it.
We can get together later.
What the-- is he dead?
What happened?
Who are you?
We found you here, laying here in the woods.
You look like you were an accident.
What happened?
It was a bear, yeah.
It attacked me while I was hiking.
In a business suit?
Sure, you got to look your best, right?
It came at me, vicious like it was high on something.
Well, come on.
We'll help you.
Thank you very much.
You have no idea what I've been through.
My name is Jack, by the way.
Why do you smell like roadkill?
I know you're out there somewhere.
I'll find you, whatever you are.
So what do you do for a living, Jack?
I'm a stockbroker.
I make high-end deals in Manhattan, very lucrative.
Your story of survival would make a great movie of the week.
Speaking of which, we have our own movie to make.
Yeah, we don't want to lose our deadline here.
Say, when are you guys leaving?
I took an Uber here and lost my cell phone.
We'd call someone, but we have no cell service way out here.
Listen, we're finishing up today,
and then we have some pickup shots tomorrow so hang out, get
cleaned up, and we'll take you home.
Let's go, people.
OK, so your big scene is up next.
The two counselors are getting it on hot, on hot action.
And then, bam, slice and dice.
I got a quick question.
Is there any way that I can show remorse for my actions?
What the hell are you talking about?
You know, character arc before I--
No, no, no, no, no, no, you stalk the kids,
and then you murder them.
That's your arc.
Fucking actors.
All right, everyone, let's break for lunch.
One hour.
Three years at the Royal Academy for this.
Eventually, those that have been
marked find their way to me.
You're marked with the beast.
Marked with the curse.
Marked for death.
I want you to take your camera and run through the woods.
Why?
To get some grainy, shaky footage.
It's lunch.
Come on.
Well, then you better hurry before the next scene is up.
Do it for the art.
Finish your sandwiches, and let's get inside
and rehearse for tonight's all-night shoot.
Asshole is getting style, whether he
likes it or not, just wait until the lab bill comes in.
I'd like to be following those two girls.
On-set romances never last.
Tomorrow, they'll be at each other's throats.
How long has it been since you've had some?
Had what?
Coke.
Come on, man.
Game recognizes game.
I know withdrawal symptoms.
It has been a while.
Well, then, lucky for you, I have just
what the doctor ordered.
Purely medicinal purposes.
Believe it or not, I'm not a fan of on-set romances.
Well, you sure fooled me.
After this gig, I'm going to LA to make it big.
This gig wasn't too bad.
Some money is better than no money.
Lots of actors get their start in horror movies.
So I'm going to check this off the list
and go make real movies.
No offense.
I gotta go get cleaned up.
People call me an asshole, and they're right.
But I'm an asshole who likes to share in the wealth.
You know, when I'm done with this grind,
I'm going to retire to an island where the sun is hot,
the women are hotter, but first.
Maybe just a little.
Nice.
Dude, you're a pro.
Yeah, yeah.
Dude, are you OK?
Don't pussy out now.
Best coke ever.
Holy Francis Ford Coppola.
That's awesome, dude.
Do that again.
Right there, the light is a little bit--
this is-- I can give you a three-picture deal.
Whatever you want.
What do you want in your contract?
It's a fucking werewolf.
Help.
No, no, no.
Please no, no, no.
How is anybody going to be able to see any of this shit?
Very funny, Slash.
You know, you bring me all the way out here
in the middle of nowhere just to scare me
with that terrible wolf.
I mean, you think anybody's actually scared of this--
That was a wolf?
A man wolf?
A werewolf?
I wonder where Slash and Dirk are.
Probably scouting locations for tonight's shoot.
Well, where did that Jack fella run off to?
He probably walked home.
You want to go over some lines?
All right, but I don't have any.
Well, then you can help me.
No, it's too pitchy.
Well, maybe they can redub it in post.
What the--
It's just Tiffany rehearsing.
I have to give it to her.
She's got range.
To be or not to be.
That is the question.
Tis nobler to suffer the slings and arrows
of outrageous fortune.
That's some acting.
Just the sounds of the forest.
But if this was a real horror film,
this would be the part where the monster sneaks up
on the two unsuspecting half naked women in the woods.
What's wrong?
There's a monster after us.
It's going to kill us.
We need to get out of here.
Is this a prank?
Do I look like I'm joking?
We need to get the hell out of here.
Where are the others?
If they were still alive, we'd know by now.
It's just you and I.
We don't know what happened to them.
We can't call for help.
We're not going to get out of here.
So that's it?
We're all going to die?
I thought I was going to die in a Mexican brothel
under a sweet hooker.
What's that?
Whose phone is that?
It's not yours?
I don't own a phone.
Still no signal.
Sh, listen.
This is Slash.
I can't come to the phone right now because I'm probably on set
banging a hot starlet.
Is Slash in the barn?
How is he getting a signal?
Perks of being the producer.
So leave a message,
and I'll get back to you, maybe.
Slash, you idiot.
It's Sterling, your executive producer.
Mr. Sterling, for a low life like you.
You better not be screwing around.
Make your days and get this low-budget turn in the can,
or the next thing you'll direct will be a dog food commercial,
maybe.
Why didn't he pick up?
Who cares?
Look, if he's in there, so are his car keys and his phone.
Either way, that's our ticket out of here.
Go get them.
Why me?
Because you're the man.
Slash, you're slashed.
Yes, he did it.
Look out, behind you.
There's a cabin over there with lights on.
Better stop up and warn them to stay inside.
Come on.
It's got to be a werewolf.
A werewolf walking around on two legs, wearing clothes.
It's got to be that guy we found.
I don't even know where he is?
Son of a bitch.
I need silver bullets.
Oh, God, I don't even have a gun.
How would I fire silver bullets?
This isn't a movie.
This is real life.
What am I going to do?
I knew it was that creep.
Hello, is anybody here?
Thank God you found me.
They're all dead.
Who?
Who all is dead?
All my friends.
Well, who killed them?
What happened to me?
That's him.
He's the motherfucking werewolf.
That's crazy.
You just hold it right there, pal.
Stay back.
I'm not afraid to use this.
You're high on cocaine?
Don't you move a muscle.
Nobody needs to get hurt here.
Shoot him.
I don't know what's happened to me.
Something bit me, and I've been stuck out here for days.
I just want my old life back.
Well, you let me help you.
You just get down on the ground there and put your hands
behind your back.
Not today, copper.
I feel this hunger inside, and it drives me to kill.
Get down now.
What's happening to him?
Overdose.
Cardiac arrest maybe.
Well, then shoot him now.
No one's going to believe all this,
but it'll make one hell of a script.
It'll be OK.
I'm a cocaine werewolf so don't you mess around me
I'm a cocaine werewolf
I can anything I please
Call me Little Red Riding Hood
You know, baby, I do no good
I need your company
Oh, pretty baby, can't you see
Cocaine on my brain
Cocaine humming through my veins
Cocaine driving me insane
But cocaine takes away the pain
I'm a cocaine werewolf
A cocaine werewolf
I'm a cocaine werewolf
You better stay away from me
I'm a cocaine werewolf
You're gonna die if you mess with me
Call me pretty little Snow White
You know, baby, you ain't no fright
I know you really want to dance with me
Oh, pretty baby, can't you see
Cocaine all in my brain
Cocaine pumping through my veins
Cocaine driving me insane
But cocaine takes away my pain
I'm a cocaine werewolf
The cocaine werewolf
I'm a cocaine werewolf
So don't you mess around with me
I'm a cocaine werewolf
I can do anything I please
I'm a cocaine werewolf
Why do the girls all follow me?
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