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Looking back, it didn't start

at the infamous family
dinner on a Friday night.

It started way before.

Last year, mom retired from teaching,

and I felt she was having
a bit of a hard time

fulfilling her newfound free time

with productive activities.

She started to spend a
lot of time in the yard,

and I thought maybe she
got into some gardening.

I see you.

It wasn't gardening.

When the goldfish incident happened,

I started to worry a bit.

She had told dad that if she
caught him smoking weed again,

his goldfish would be liquified.

He thought she was joking.

Even though I had moved out of
my family home a year prior,

I saw myself back there a lot

to monitor the concerning behavior.

Hey, have you guys seen my pet snake?

At first, I tried to see
if it could be explained

by family history, some precedence.

Maybe everything comes down
to a chemical imbalance.

Maybe it's all the
hormones the meat industry

puts into food these days.

Maybe it's the suppressive lot in life

women of my mom's generation had to fill,

or maybe it's just that some people

are just fucking crazy.

- Dad, have you been smoking?
- What? No.

Then why are your eyes red?

Because I didn't sleep well last night.

Well, if mom finds out,
she's gonna go ballistic.

I'm a writer, damn it.
I, I gotta get in the zone.

I'm, I'm suffering

from a, a terrible case of writer's block.

Karen, bring the tea in, please.

- Already did.
- Oh. Mm, mm, mm.

All right.

Yum. There you go.

- I gotta go.
- Stuart? Stuart?

- Bye.
- Meatloaf again?

This is the 12th day in a row.

You don't like what I cooked?

No, it's, it's not that. It's...

Did you...

Don't lie to me.

So, Angela, your husband
dropped the charges.

It's good news, right?

Of course,

because of what happened,
the finger incident,

he wants you to be
monitored by a professional

before you can be released.

That'd be me. I'm Dr. Park.

I'm a psychiatrist, and I
specialize in behavioral issues,

so...

If we can get you to do
treatments twice a week,

we can get you home soon.

Maybe I can get you to sign a
consent form for treatments?

If you can do that, I'll do
what I can to get you home.

What do you think?

I had a visitor today.

Real or imaginary?

Someone who reminded
me of all the passion

that I used to have for life.

I used to be a dancer, you know.

Have you ever heard of
the pelicans that fly

with a Nutcracker on a
cloudy Tuesday at dawn?

I was the antagonist.

Yes, I was there. I
was in the front row.

I knew you looked familiar.

So did you just give up, or?

Excuse me.

Sorry about that. So, who
came to visit you today?

Thank you so much for wonderful
afternoon with the kids.

They really loved it. It
was really entertaining.

Thank you.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

- Hey, roomie.
- Karen,

I was just thinking about you.

I know life has been nuts lately.

I've been spending a
lot of time with my dad,

dealing with the whole situation.

I can't believe we live together

and we never see each other.

My mom's whole thing has been so freaky.

I know. This too shall pass.

I know. And I miss you.

We gotta hang out soon.
- Definitely.

Hey, come by ZZ's tomorrow night.

I get off at eight. We can grab a drink.

- Sounds like a plan.
- All right. Bye.

I am so sorry.

No, it was my fault.

I was jaywalking and not paying attention.

I'm glad you're okay.

- Thanks.
- Hold on. Hold on.

Hello, I'm Boney and I'm here
to help you with your safety.

Next time, make sure to
look in both directions

before you jaywalk.

Can I, I mean we, offer you a ride?

My parents' house is
just around the corner.

Thanks anyways.

Shut up.

- I got stuck at work.
- Again?

It's this new patient.
She's, she's a lot, believe me.

Lovely. Dinner by myself,
three Fridays in a row.

I know. I'm sorry about that.

Nice scarf. Is that a gift from her?

What? No.

Don't be ridiculous. Can I come in?

Can't have dessert
if you skipped dinner.

I said I was sorry, Rose.

I'm feeling tired. I need
to be by myself tonight.

Okay, I get it. I'll call you tomorrow.

- I'll call you. Good night.
- Good night.

Oh Jesus.

Damn it.

I need to do it.

The wedding's in six weeks.
I can't take any chances.

Tomorrow has to be the day.
- I'll go with you.

I'll finish at the bar at 8:00
and I head straight to you

as a very concerned sister and bridesmaid.

Thank you.
See you tomorrow night.

You know, in all my years,

I have never seen a case like this.

And Angela, with all
the time you've put in,

and yesterday's breakthrough,

dare I say, I think she's ready
to come home full time now.

Of course. I wanted to check to see

where the two of you stand.

Home?

Wow. Full time?

Richard, I'm sorry that
I cut your finger off.

Uh...

Do you have something to say?

Uh, it's okay, Angie.

I have nine others.

Ha ha, okay.

Doctor, thank you.

Thank you for everything
you've done for our family.

Absolutely.

Well, where are you going, dear?

Well, I thought I'd go write

and let you two discuss the final plans.

Yeah, have you written
any new stuff lately?

Uh, no, not really.

Well, when you do, I'd love to read 'em.

Oh, well, you'll have to
wait a long time, Doctor.

Lord knows I have.
- Angela I am trying to-

Oh please, don't let
me stop you from trying.

Richard, her saying that,
how does that make you feel?

Hey, dad, can
I get some help over here?

Just a sec. Excuse me.

Ball-less pussy.

I couldn't get this thing to light.

Yeah, lemme take a look.

Hey, what's mom doing back here?

Your mother's coming back home.

Like, for good?

Hmm.

Mm, mm, mm.

What happened to it?

Oh, whoa, whoa.

Uh, let me, let me get that for you.

You, you, you relax. You just came home.

You know, I was thinking
we should take a vacation.

Would you take me back to Rio again?

Honey, your Rio
experience was before me.

Oh yeah.

But you know, I would
love to go to Brazil.

You went there to dance, right?

I'd love to see you dance again.

You know, when I sell my book of poetry,

I'm gonna take you to
wherever your heart desires.

Excuse me. I need to go to work.

- Here you go, Dr. Park.
- Thank you, Karen.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Sure.

Is my mom well enough to be at home?

Absolutely.

- Dr. Park.
- God damn it, Cudjoe.

You scared the shit outta me.

Don't you got some work to do?

What are you looking at? Go, go.

Karen, you know I own you.

You know, I carry a
knife and I hate you.

Good.

Hatred paralyzes life. Love releases it.

Get to work.

I could eat that young
thing for dinner. Ugh.

I bet you can.

- Business.
- All right. Alright.

Relax.

There you go.

Are you kidding me right
now? A fucking check?

Sorry, I didn't have time to get cash.

This better not fucking bounce.

It's not gonna bounce.

- You didn't get that from us.
- Okay.

I am so glad you're home.

Just a second. Stuart.

Can you walk your grandma to bed?

And she needs a shower

But I cleaned her yesterday.

Hey, if you want to continue
to live here, rent free,

you gotta pitch in more,

or you could follow your sister's example

and move outta your parents' house.

But we agreed that I would
clean her every other day.

Today's supposed to be an off day.

- Stuart.
- Okay.

Come on, grandma.

There you go, Karen.

Great.

Hey, remember me?

I almost ran you over yesterday.

Oh yeah.

- Me and the-
- Dinosaur.

- Boney.
- His name is Boney?

- Yes. Uh, may I?
- Sure.

So, uh, whiskey diet coke.

What's your poison?
- Same without the whiskey.

I'm driving.
- Sure thing.

Diet Coke? It doesn't
look like you need diet.

Thanks. I used
to be 80 pounds overweight.

Really? That's hard to believe.

How'd you lose it?

Well, can you keep a secret?

Of course. I promise.

I exercised and ate better.

Wow. That's incredible.

I am sure you are beautiful at any weight.

Hmm. Well, thank you.

- I'm Mark.
- Karen.

- Nice to meet you.
- There you go.

- Thank you.
- I'm taking off.

I'll see you tomorrow, Karen.

Are you all right?

Honey?

Please be careful.

Even though I'd 100% would
do the same if I were you.

If he catches you-
- He won't.

Listen, I need to find
out what's going on, okay?

Are you sure you don't
want me to come in?

No. If I'm not out in 20
minutes, you go get help.

Be careful.

It's gonna be fine.

I'll be all right. Don't worry about it.

Oh.

Wow. And I thought my
family was dysfunctional.

Another one?

Yeah, and on top of that,

my boss is a pervert and
he keeps grabbing my ass.

Why don't you report
him for sexual harassment?

Have you thought about taking a BB gun

and shooting him in the balls?

It's complicated.

Why? Tell me about it.

Why don't you tell me about you?

No, not yet.

Let's talk about how you're getting out

of this very unpleasant situation.

What you gonna do about it?
- Ugh. Swallow it.

Cheers.

- Hmm.
- Mm.

What do you do for work?

Um, I do children's shows.

Children's shows?

Yeah, I, I do kids
parties dressed up as Boney.

That's adorable.

How long have you been doing that?

A few weeks. I just moved here.

- Oh?
- Yeah.

I don't like being where I work.

I know another place. Do you
wanna, do you wanna go there?

Okay.

I'm coming for you.
Are you ready for me?

- Yes, Mistress.
- Yeah, are you?

- Yes.
- Are you?

You're a bad boy.

In my view of the world,
one does not need the confines

of organized religion
to dictate one's path.

If God's dead, that's freeing,
and I'll explain to you why.

Truth is,

we must go through it,

as frightening, as lonely,
again, as scary as it is,

accepting the fact that we're
human, we're deeply flawed,

no longer needing so bad

to reach some absurd divine standard.

It leaves us lighter.

Nietzsche writes in "Daybreak,"

God's death removes the
threats of divine punishment,

leaving us free to do
whatever the hell we want

to experiment.

- You take it like a dog.
- Yes, Mistress.

Bark like a dog.

- To make mistakes on the way.
- Bad dog.

To be outrageous.

You fucking pig!

You are a pig!

Faster, faster, faster, faster!

Without heaven, there's no hell.

You and I can be the heroes
of our own stories again,

once we reclaim from
God our creative wills.

So nice to be with someone who's normal.

Ah, hey, hey.

Are you okay?

Where am I?

You are at my place.

You passed out. I didn't
know where you lived.

- What happened last night?
- Nothing.

- Did we?
- No.

- Oh, thank God.
- We had great conversations.

- Did we?
- You, you may not remember.

Well, thanks for sleeping on the floor.

I was gonna sleep in the living room,

but I was afraid you would
choke on your own vomit and die.

Oh.

Uh, I stopped by the drug store.

I picked up a few things for you.

Toothbrush, mouthwash, painkillers,

tampon, just in case.

Bathroom is right there.

You can take a shower if you
want, I got clean towels,

um, and then I can drive you home.

Wow.

Like the nicest stranger
I've ever met.

The voices are not going away.

They're getting louder.

Like, last night.
- Yeah, mm-hmm.

I thought my wife was talking to me.

- Yeah.
- It wasn't my wife.

It was like a weird leprechaun creature

that kept looking at
me and pointing at me.

- Mm-hmm.
- I need stronger medicine.

- Yeah.
- Or not as strong medicine,

or a stronger dose.
- Uh-huh.

I need something, 'cause
I can keep going this way.

And you said you would help me,

and it's been very expensive
to pay you, doctor, so-

Uh, look,

we gotta reschedule.
- I need to see some results.

Fuck.

- Where is it?
- You bastard.

I thought you loved me.

- I do love you, Rose.
- I've seen the tape.

I've seen everything.

You are sick, not to mention
incredibly unethical.

For the love of God, give me the tape.

Do you know what this can do to me?

I hope they send you to
jail for a very long time.

Get off me!

I'm telling you what
I'm gonna do to you.

No, no, quiet, quiet.

Where's the tape?
- On the table.

You sick son of a bitch.

To think I almost married you.

Yeah, to think about it.

Go ahead and keep it.

I found someone to transfer it into files.

Have you heard of digital technology?

What are you, stuck in 1995?

Oh, I get it.

You thought you were smart,

'cause no one uses tapes anymore.

Clever, Mr. Park. Very clever.

My sister has a copy on
a portable hard drive,

as does my lawyer.

And it's on the cloud.
Do you know what that is?

It's not cumulus nimbus, but
it'll raise a hell of a storm.

I also have a low-res
version to go on the internet

for the whole world to see.

What do you want from me?

- 100,000.
- A hundred grand?

It'll help me recover
from the emotional distress.

Oh, well, where am I
gonna get that kind of cash?

You have until Friday.

Get out.
- Rose, come on.

Let's be reasonable, Rose.

Yeah, you are right.

Oh, no.

The weirdness has been
going on for a long time.

One time I brought a guy
home to spend the night,

and the next morning she said
something to him so disturbing

that he left and never talked to me again.

I mean, I don't even
know what she said.

I have to say that worked
really well in my favor.

Yeah, so I
needed some distance.

I wanted to cut them out completely,

but then my brother, he just,
he kept telling me things,

and I couldn't do that to him.

I completely understand.

Wow.
- Here it is.

She inherited it from
her great-grandfather.

You ready for this?

- I'm excited.
- I love the girl,

but I have to warn you,
she is kind of strange.

I like strange people.

Her real name is Susan,

but we all call her Goth Girl.

Her and I have been best friends

since, like, junior high school.

It only made sense that we
would live together one day.

My room's in the back.

Sorry, I missed our date the other day.

Couldn't finish the voodoo thingy on time.

Went until 5:00 in the morning.

But I'm glad by me not coming,
you two were able to connect.

It was Destiny.

Susan's connected to the other side.

She'll be able to tell if
you and I are gonna work out,

and if not, I have to stop
seeing you immediately.

Sounds fair.

- These look so real.
- They are.

Isn't it illegal to own human remains?

Yeah.

She stole them from the
biology department at college.

Come into the circle for protection.

This spell has been
passed on for centuries,

but it is still one of
the most powerful spells

for attracting love, or for
finding out if love is real,

or just lust.

Please sit down.

- Yello?
- Dr. Park?

- Who's this?
- This is attorney David Ross.

I represent Rose Lowery.

This is a courtesy call to let you know

your license is in jeopardy.

I have a video.

So what do you want from me?

I don't want anything from you.

I just want you to settle with my client.

I'm sure you don't want to
see this video go public.

That's blackmail.

God damn it.

Roger!

What the hell are you?

Your check bounced,
you sorry sack of shit.

This shit is not free.

Yeah.

How about I just cut your
fuckin' eyeball out right now?

You like that?

I'm working on it.

You got till Friday. Fucking Friday.

Ah. Let's go.

Oof, assholes.

Now I bind three hairs from each of you.

With this wool.

Hey, you wanna see Karen Dad's finger?

They couldn't sew my
dad's finger back on

because all the nerve endings died.

Don't ask me how she got it.

- That's Ghost Horse.
- Ghost Horse?

Ghost Horse has captured the soul

of a Victorian-era child.

He says he is happy,

but he doesn't wanna be taken for granted.

You guys are good to go.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- That's it?

Yep.

I was pretty confident about it.

By the way, how old is your brother now?

Oh, he just turned 20.

And you're sure he never...

Absolutely. He shares
a room with my grandma.

There's no way he's getting any action.

Is there any way you can introduce us?

- Sure.
- Perfect.

I need a virgin for a
ritual on October 31st.

- How old is she?
- My age.

We went to junior high together, remember?

- Oh, yeah.
- You know what they say

about older women being teachers.

I don't need a teacher.
I watch a lot of porn.

God. Okay.

Ugh, whatever. Do you
wanna hook up or not?

Yeah, sure.

But does she know that I
share a room with grandma?

So Angela, overall, how you doing?

Well, I have been getting those,

um, urges again.

You know, I was afraid of that

since our therapy sessions ended.

Well, we both know what
it takes to make them stop.

- Yeah, we do, don't we?
- Mm-hmm.

Ma'am, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

Thank you.

There's something else.

Rose is pissed about our sessions.

She has the tape.

She gave it to her sister
and her lawyer, made copies.

She's made some digital copies, too.

This gets out, it's gonna ruin me.

You worry too much. It'll all work out.

- I don't know.
- Excuse me.

I have to go to the ladies' room.

Oh, sure.

Angela?

Excuse me.

Hi.

I'm sorry, but it's been 25 minutes

and we haven't seen our server.

I'm so sorry, sir.

But I'm happy to help you
with whatever you need.

What can I get you?

I'd love another bottle
of wine. Thank you.

Where the hell is she?

Ooh.

- Kiss my shoe.
- Yes, Mistress.

- You like that?
- Yes, Mistress.

- Are you my little piggy boy?
- Yes, Mistress

- Are you my piggy fuck?
- Yes, Mistress.

Lick my shoe.

These feet have danced around the world.

Like it more. Lick it big.

Lick it a lot. You like that, don't you?

Angela?

I'm home.

Where the hell have you been?

Well,

I had a meeting

with my doctor.

Really? This late.

Would you pay him for
some additional sessions?

Honey, our finances
are spread way too thin.

Don't you wanna see me get well?

Wh-what, wh-what are you doing?

- I'm back, baby.
- Oh.

Ricardo, play sexy music.

Oh.

Wow.

I'm comin' for you.

- Oh, oh, what?
- What? What?

What the hell is that?

That's it. That's it.

I am out of here. You take
care of the crazy lady.

What? But she's your mother!

Angela, it's almost 1:00 in the morning.

Where are you going now?

- Is everything all right?
- It's late. Go back to bed.

Can we talk about this?

Mom's not well enough to be
discharged from hospital, okay?

Everything's been so weird around here.

We have to give you mom some more space.

Things could get worse
before they get better.

So you're saying things could get worse.

So what if she cuts off
another one of your fingers

then maybe you'll wake up?

You know, you're being
disrespectful, young man.

I can't wait to be away from you freaks.

Well, you know, if you hate us so much,

you need to move out.

You may have to get another job

because apartments are expensive,

and I don't think delivering
pizza will cut it.

- Night!
- Good night.

Recklessness, risk.

But the question you asked earlier

about your romance
flourishing, this is a yes.

Illusion, manipulation.

- What?
- Nothing.

Yes, you two will have sex.

- Not yet.
- Why not?

Your back room is very soundproof.

Seems clear to me. Fertility and love.

Oh yeah, baby. It's getting steamy.

I love it.

I have a question. My family
situation, will that be okay?

For you, yes.

Only for me?

Maybe?

I see you.

What does that mean?

You have to welcome death.

There's no new beginning
without an ending.

So your sister gave you a tape.

Are you gonna tell me where it is?

I don't know. You're fucking crazy.

Oh, well, nevermind.
I'll find it myself.

After all, it shouldn't be that hard.

You already have that
information in your head.

The answer that I want is right inside.

It's right inside.

I dunno what you're talking about.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I will find it one way or another.

I will have to find this answer.

And I know that it is somewhere

in your brain

Trail.

I have to go to bed.

Did you see anything?

I'm tired. Nighty-night, you two.

- Karen?
- Mark, can you help?

You sleep in there?

Yeah.

Mark, do you wanna stay over?

I would love to,

but I have a kid's party tomorrow morning,

so I, I better get going.

By the way, maybe you should
go easy with the drinking?

I could help you.
- I don't need your help.

Thanks anyways, though.

Dad, do you know what time
mom got home last night?

I have no idea.

I smoked some weed, I
drank three old fashioned,

and then I took two sleeping pills.

I know what time mom
got home last night.

Sorry, I'm late. What's all this?

- Some pizza.
- Pizza for breakfast?

Stuart, you are my hero.

You're welcome.

Mom agreed not to cook breakfast.

We were all very relieved.

- Mm.
- Mm.

Now that we're all here,

before she comes, can we talk about this?

Mom got home at 4:00 AM last
night, the night before, 2:00?

I mean, what the hell?

Where is she?

Okay, look, I, I know I have to have

a serious talk with her,
okay, but now's not the time.

If this isn't the time, when is it?

- This is family time.
- I see you.

Are you talking about me?
- Not at all. Uh, pizza?

I'm aware of the fact that
sometimes I act strangely,

but my doctor has found ways

in which I can feel normal again.

So I have an announcement to make.

Halloween is coming,

and I'd like to do
something here at our home,

a small gathering perhaps
of family and friends.

I shall prepare a glorious feast

and we shall renew our
loving bonds with each other.

I expect all of you here
with your best friends

at midnight on Halloween.

- Midnight?
- Sure. Sounds like fun.

Sit down, let's eat.

Well. I have to be somewhere,

but save me a couple of slices, okay?

Bye-bye.

The hell?

You have a video that
belongs to Dr. Park.

Where is it?

Oh, nevermind.

Not today, bitch.

Oh my god. Oh no.

Oh, come on.

Let's go. Let's go.

No.

Those little fuckers.

Oh no. Come on, come on.

Oh, come on. Fucking keys.

Come on, come on, come on!

Oh no!

No!

No, no, no, no!

I got many loans from you.

Why am I being denied now?

I'm very sorry, sir.

We just have a new manager.

He has this new policy.
- God damn it.

I can't
accept your loan at this time.

I've been a client for 22 years.

Put me out with the manager.

God damn it.

Oh, I wasn't expecting you.

I'll call you back later.

I brought you a present.

Oh, you did, did you?

How the hell did you get these?

Well, now, you ask too many questions.

Yes, I do.

So how are you gonna punish me?

Hmm.

Ooh.

I will see you later.

I see you.

- Hello.
- It's me.

I don't have your money,
Rose. These things take time.

Can you just gimme another day?

Just get me my money.

What the fuck?

Calm down. I'll get your damn money.

God.

I have urges.

Tell me about it.

Let's be reasonable, Rose.

Playtime's over.

Have a seat, Roger.

How does everybody keep
getting into this place?

- The door was unlocked.
- Oh my God.

No thugs today?
- I don't need any help.

It's Friday. I need payment.

Cudjoe, I've been trying to tell you.

All I need to do is...

Motherfucker.
- Don't make me shoot you

in the fucking balls.

Payment, now!

I'm trying, Cudjoe. It's
been a rough fucking week.

I don't give a shit.
Every week's a rough week.

That's just part of fuckin' life.

It's simple. You pay me now, you live.

You don't, you die.

One more day, please.

One more minute, that's it.

Look, I just gotta make one phone-

55, 54, 53,

52, 51-

All right. All right.

How about half tonight and half tomorrow?

Half is in that drawer.

You better not be fuckin' lying to me.

You got a gun on me,
Cudjoe. I'm not fucking lying.

It's fucking empty.

Ah, fucker!

Rose?

I had like to have a chat with you.

Rose?

- Happy Halloween.
- Oh, sorry about this.

Okay.

It's kind of early to go to the bar.

You wanna head back to your place?

Sure.

Roger. What's wrong?

Something happened to Rose last night.

Really?

Oh, well, come in.

You smell like garlic.

Don't be afraid.

Come closer.

I, um, (sniffs) I, I like your costume.

What costume?

Are you sure it's cool that
I come to the party tonight?

Yeah, of course.

I dug up grandpa. His body's
not here anymore though.

They took it back.

Right before he died,
I looked into his eyes,

had a vision of his weakening
heart beating in his chest.

I was only 14, and I miss him terribly,

so I sleep inside so I
can feel close to him.

Is that what you're wearing?

Um, yeah. I, I don't have a costume.

It's Halloween.

Maybe I've got something for you.

- Dr. Park.
- Richard.

What are you doing here?

I was in the neighborhood
and I just thought I'd stop by

and check on Angela.

Oh, she's doing amazing.
Her progress is great.

That's good.

I'm gonna have a drink.
You're not wantin' another one?

No, thank you.

I am gonna let you two have a good talk.

I'm gonna get back to my writing.

I was at Rose's last night.

I was just gonna threaten
her, but somebody killed her.

I know.

What do you know?

The little whore was blackmailing you,

so I killed the slut and
her sister and her lawyer.

You can't just go around killing people-

Oh shush.

But what about Richard?

Oh, he went back to his writing.

He's like a damn hermit.
He rarely ever comes out.

- He just came out.
- Roger, shut the fuck up.

Oh, not here, please.

Look at you.

I look like a shriveled
up Arnold Schwarzenegger.

- Come here.
- In there?

- Yeah.
- In the coffin?

Yeah.

Oh.

Don't be afraid. Get in.

We all end up in one anyway.

Either that or burned to a crisp.

Comfortable, right?
- Yeah. Actually,

Memory foam.

Richard, is that
marijuana in my house, hmm?

Are you
criticizing my behavior?

You know, (scoffs) I have
put up with your shit

for way too long.

How long has this been going on?

Were you even trying to get better?

I'm so sorry, Richard.

You don't have to apologize to him.

It's not your fault that
he's a pathetic loser

who can't satisfy me.

Calm down, Richard.

Can't you see? I am well.

Fuck you.

I stayed calm when you cut off
my finger and fed it to me.

I stayed calm when I
pooped it out the next day.

I thoroughly cleaned it,

and then I collected
all the bone fragments

and sent it off to an Etsy store

where they made this necklace.

I have worn this necklace every day

and you have never even noticed.

Aw.

You are nothing but a psychotic whore.

You are right, Richard.

Ah, Richard, I'm so proud of you.

You finally had some
balls to stand up to me.

- Angela, stop!
- You stay out of this.

This is between me and my husband.

I hope you burn in hell.

Fuck.

Finally, I can clearly see

the nihilistic viewpoint that
you've been trying to show me.

So nothing really matters.

There's no point to anything that we do,

whether good or bad,

or nothing at all.

It's just a human experience.

Exactly.
- I feel so free.

Damn it.

Oh, (laughs) oh yeah.

Ugh, can you gimme a hand here?

I got a party to plan for tonight.

God, Angela,
you are so fucked up.

Ugh. You are such a hypocrite.

- Oh, shit.
- I see you.

Hi, Angela.

How did you get around here?

I ran around the back.

Angela, I'm not taking
the blame for this.

This has gotten outta hand.
- Aww, mm.

- Nope, nope, nope.
- Oh.

Getting outta here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa.

Lookie what I found.

Angela, you don't
want to do that, Angela.

Oh, but it is so much fun.

Angela,

you gotta take me to the hospital.

Oh I think you hit

an artery

Ricardo,

play Chopin.

Oh yeah!

Woo!

♪ He was on the evening news ♪

♪ When I decided what to do ♪

♪ I was gonna catch him fast ♪

♪ I've got mortar in the blast ♪

♪ Shot down and I'm on the ground ♪

♪ There is no one else around ♪

♪ It is everything I want ♪

♪ But he is just too dangerous ♪

♪ Shot down, now I'm on the ground ♪

I can't believe you've
only been here a few weeks.

Do you miss Brazil?

Yeah, but don't worry
about me moving back there.

My new life is here.

Well, I would love to visit sometime.

Well, I'd love to
take you there someday.

- You want a beer, Karen?
- Oh, no thanks.

- I'll have a beer.
- Enjoy, boss.

You'll remember tonight.

Maybe you'll be the
one who doesn't.

We both will.

Tonight will be a night to be remembered.

Hey, Karen. Violet never showed up.

I'm gonna need you to work tonight.

- I took tonight off.
- We're understaffed.

I don't care.

There's too many people
here. Get to work now.

- I quit.
- What?

Get to work now. Do what I say.

- Fuck you.
- You heard her,

get the fuck out of here.
- Zip it, Chachi.

Are you serious right now
with this fucking clown?

Like, you can be with King
Dick. King fucking Dick.

No, stop. I can deal with him, okay?

No, Karen. It's totally fine, okay?

Let me talk to him.
- Sit down.

Oh my God. Are you okay?

- Oh my God. Are you okay?
- Fuck you!

I will call the police.
Get out of my face.

- No, you won't.
- I fucking hate you.

Mark, are you okay?

Yeah.

Just hold on. I, I need
to go to the bathroom.

Okay.

Oh shit. You here for
another beating, Boney?

- You disrespected Karen.
- Get off me.

Come on. Let's go.

Get the fuck off me!

If I ever see you in here again,

I'm gonna cut your fuckin' balls off.

Come on. Come on.

- Come on. Come on.
- Come on. Yeah, come on.

Get up.

Let's eat.

You reached Mark's voicemail.

I'm not here right now. I
may be busy with the kids.

- Double whiskey on the rocks.
- Another one?

- Hey, hey.
- Hey.

Hey, are you even coming tonight?

Sorry, babe. We're
gonna meet you at dinner.

The rituals are going great here at ours.

Okay, yeah. It's my brother,
but have fun.

We'll see you
at your parents later.

Stuart!

- Cheers.
- Thanks.

We took care of the little punk.

Good. Now let's go get Dr. Park.

On the way here, we saw his car parked

near Karen's family's house.

Near Karen's family's house?

Ah, I'd be thrilled.

Let's go there. Anything
Karen-related, I want.

Let's go get the motherfucker.

I'm gonna take that bastard's eye.

- Oh no.
- What?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no.

No! Why me?

Hey.

Sorry to interrupt.

No problem, roomie. Where's Mark?

- I don't know.
- How'd you get here?

I walked.

Actually, it gave me time to think,

and I think that I don't want

any part of what's happening here tonight.

So I'm just passing by to say, have fun,

and I'm gonna be back at home,

at our place, having a relaxing evening,

and I might have to sleep in the coffin.

- Okay, bye.
- No, no.

Please stay. We need you here, please.

Actually, yeah. Can you stay?

I have to get outta here.

I need distance from this
family and from this town.

I have to go.
- You need to chill.

Stuart.

She's obviously making a large feast.

Just stay, please?
- Why is Mark not here?

Well, he turned out
to be a bit of a dick.

What happened?

The asshole fucking disappeared

and didn't tell me where he was going.

Don't leave us alone with this, please.

What the hell was that?

Mom, why is the door blocked?

I'm making a
surprise for the party, honey,

- Do you need any help?
- No, thank you.

I've got everything under control,

Please.

That sounded like a chainsaw.

There's probably something
wrong with the blender.

Are you insane?

I don't want to take the bus.

Cudjoe does not ride the bus.

God damn it.

How long do we wait here?

Fuck!

Oh, hey. You want some candy?

- It's Boney.
- Are you all right?

What happened to you?

Cudjoe's goons beat the crap out of me.

Ta-da.

Mark.

Mwah. Mwah.

Now, what is this?
- I work with kids.

Really? How wonderful.

Well, come.

Wait, you two know each other?

It's a long story.

Let's have dinner and
I'll tell you all about it.

Finally. I'm starving.

Hmm. Come.

So, Karen, this is the boy
that you've been dating?

Yes.

Susan says they're sleeping together.

Mark, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Sex with your sister?
That's just not right.

What the hell are you talking about?

Well, many years ago, my
ballet troupe went to Brazil,

and that's where I met Mark's father,

Ricardo.

Oh God, he was so handsome.

And the next thing I knew,
I was pregnant with Mark.

What?

So you're our brother, and
you had sex with our sister?

All I wanted was to
be part of the family,

so I made it happen.

Appetizers.

So are those chocolate?

Not chocolate.

Sausage? Looks real.

I counted 19 fingers.

I thought that was chicken.

That was definitely not chicken.

Oh my God. Everything
does taste like chicken.

Okay, this is whacked out shit.

I am out of here.
- Sit down.

Mom, let her go.

Karen, your friend is being rude.

This is obviously

beyond some sick family issue.

The finger in the jar at
my place that I showed you,

it's fake.

The skulls, the coffin,
they're all movie props.

And magic spells, the
voodoo thing, the rituals,

it's all fantasies of mine that I made up.

Goth girl, it's a vibe.

I love pranking people,

and I love getting people
out of their comfort zones,

but I happen to know the
difference between my props,

my daydreams, and real life,

but this, this is real.

What the fuck?

Whoa.

She's dead.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Forget her, Stuart.

Let's eat. I spent hours
preparing that meal.

I said, let's eat.

Oh God, that girl always annoyed me.

Hmm. You really should
pick better friends, Karen.

Ah, having you all here
together at dinner.

Oh, nothing could make me happier.

To family.

Everything is going to be okay, Stuart.

No!

Whoops. My finger slipped.

- Stuart.
- Oh, it's okay, honey.

He's in heaven now.
- There is no heaven, mom.

Remember.
- That's right.

This is fucked. You are pure evil.

And I don't even know where
the hell you came from.

- That is rude young lady.
- Mom, let's quit fighting.

Let's have quality time together.

The hospital visitation was way too brief.

You are right, Mark.

To family.
- To family.

Hmm. Hmm.

Is this blood?

Yeah. It's a red blend.

- Not bad.
- Mm.

Oh, take one.

Honey, are you okay?

- Are you all right?
- Get away from me.

- Are you mad at me?
- Am I mad at you?

Enough chitchat. Let's eat.

No.

Dad? Why?

'Cause he wouldn't quit smoking.

Well, can you blame him?

She has a point.

Try this one, Karen. It
is the best I ever made.

A little ground beef, a little Dr. Park,

a little of your father.

You are sick.

You know, I spent hours
making this wonderful meal,

and you have done nothing but be rude.

Stop, Mom!

I'm sorry, Mark, but your
sister is being a little brat.

I see you.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Oh, well, what can I say?

I like to cook. It's, uh, therapeutic.

- What do you girls up to?
- Oh, let's play a game.

- How about charades?
- Yes.

I used to play it all
the time when I was a kid.

I was the best
- You were.

Who am I?
- Hmm.

Are they snakes coming out of your head?

Are you from Greek mythology?

You are Medusa!
- Yeah!

And I just turned into stone.

That's right.

Let's play something else.

Mark, did you really have
sex with your sister?

Yeah, but I love her.

I should have raised you better.

Oh, wait, I didn't raise you.

Oh, what a rush!

Oh, Karen, you know that I love you,

but this is just so much fun.

Mom, let's keep her out of this.

Looks like you're having
a real rough time,

and it breaks my heart
to see you like this.

Do you need a hug?
- Try me.

I am getting really tired
of your attitude, young lady.

See?

Isn't it a rush?
- Yeah, it's a fucking blast.

- Where, where are you going?
- You can fucking shoot me.

I am out of here.
- Okay.

Oh.

You remind me

so much of your father.

I wish that he
could see me dance again.

Mom, it's your turn.

Oh.

We belong together, Karen.

Why'd you do that?

Oh, it hurts.

I was gonna ask you to marry me.

Will you?
- No fucking way.

Where are you, Dr. Park.

Come out, you piece of
shit. I know you're here.

Come out so I can beat you to a pulp,

like the pig you are.

What?

Is, is that Dr. Park?

This is fucked. Uh,
I got a bus to catch.

Bye.

Fuck. Who's gonna pay me my money now?

What the, is this you? You did all this?

You crazy bitch.

Uh, (laughs) I, I'm
just joking. I'm joking.

This is, I didn't know you had it in you.

This is actually kind of exciting.

I'm a little, I'm a little hard.

What the fuck?

You fucking bitch!
You just blew my dick off!

What the fuck?

You fucking
bitch. You fucking bitch.

It hurts.

Trick or treat!

Wow.

- Incredible.
- Best decorations ever.

I guess if this is all

just going through the human experience

and there are really no consequences,

then let it be.

And if Mark doesn't bleed out and die,

I guess I'll hear from him tomorrow.

A day at a time.

And if I happen to have the
crazy in me as well, so be it.

According to Nietzsche,
if we believe in nothing,

if nothing has any meaning,

and if we can affirm no values whatsoever,

then everything is possible,
and nothing has any importance.

♪ He was on the evening news ♪

♪ When I decided what to do ♪

♪ I was gonna catch him fast ♪

♪ I've got mortar in the blast ♪

♪ Shot down, and I'm on the ground ♪

♪ There's no one else around ♪

♪ It is everything I want ♪

♪ But he is just too dangerous ♪

♪ Shot down, and I'm on the ground ♪

♪ Shot down ♪

♪ And I'm runnin' and I'm runnin' ♪

♪ Dirty tricks and alibis ♪

♪ Throw back the one that fights ♪

♪ Double agent follows tight ♪

♪ Should've known that I was right ♪

♪ Shot down, and I'm on the ground ♪

♪ There's no one else around ♪

♪ It is everything I want ♪

♪ But he is just too dangerous ♪