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So, I'll do it to ask you questions.

Are you a serial killer?

...its existence of the Emerald Velvet Cult.

Even though he is skeptical don't believe it it's real

right.

But that for other broadcasts.

Today we will talk about it

terrifying revelation from the Bigfoot family

in the woods near his property

and what Mitchell is doing just that.

A pretty serious subject.

Let's go right in.

Mitchell W. Mahoney, all.

- Mitchell, you there? - True. me.

Listen with both ears.

I don't want to bother...

Oh! Oh! I have to stop you there, Sir.

As you know, our number one rules are not bad language.

Oh, shit. Yes, true. I'm sorry.

- Didn't mean that. - No harm, no foul.

This is an emotional subject. I understand. Continue, sir

So I took it quick shot from Old Grandfather

and I went there.

The gun is cocked.

And all the time I heard the sound of a dog

but when I opened the door to go out,

stop. Very fast, wild.

O. O!

Can you help me? Please?

Here, cat, cats.

Which really pisses me off

because we will cut it next month.

Now everyone go.

I can't hear it.

But the worst some of them are,

grizzly traits of all.

Yes. Here it is. That's the nomenclature.

What if he attacks me?

All the contents of his stomach taken out and eaten.

Whatever it is, it's a loose sack from flesh and fur.

At first I thought the color will be gray.

We already have it here before too.

Just to clarify for our listeners,

Mitchell refers only to extra-terrestrial entity

Yes. Yes, thank you, Art.

Here, cat, cats.

...go to Nova Scotia in 1972,

in Breckenridge, Colorado in 1987.

Once again, Moran County in 2013.

I'm very familiar with anatomy of those things.

And even just see the outline under the moonlight,

I knew right away what is it.

Of course. Of course.

And that's as far as it goes, or do you continue...

pestered, because of lack better word?

No. No They keep coming.

They have eaten my chicken one by one...

Here, cat, cat, cat!

Unlucky!

Here, cat, cat, cat.

It's not the same.

Mmm-mmm. Maybe better for you.

Mmm... Doubt it.

I even smoke one of yours tonight.

But first...

Applause.

-That's a relief. -Yes, right.

Do you still want to, um,

get a room?

Can we, uh,

make out a little?

Yes.

Okay.

Listen, we can only...

We can just exchange numbers if you don't want to...

Okay. You want to get...

You want to get numbers?

No one gets points anymore. It's about Insta.

I guess I'm getting old.

Yes, right.

I think that's what I like.

It will sound like crap, but, uh...

I don't actually do this.

What I mean is, I have no problem doing it.

I...

I just have to really want it.

Do you want it?

Or are you, like, going to do it

telling me to go fuck myself?

No, no, I really want it.

I just... I... I like...

a little conscious on the way to the end

and start judging myself, I guess.

Look, my shopping are on one shelf.

Hers was on the other side. You know what I mean?

If I cared, I would say so something at the bar.

And if he cares, I won't be here.

Yours...

Your business none of my business.

What is this here, it's recreation.

And I deserve it.

Shit, yeah.

Okay.

MM.

That's rubbish.

MM.

Yes.

Oh.

You know...

The real problem is security.

Once upon a time I was alone with you in that room,

just us, no witnesses.

Do you have any ideas? the type of risk

a woman like me time consuming every time

he agreed to have it a little fun?

This is a tragedy.

Men think so we are shy people

who doesn't like casual sex.

Most of us really likes casual sex.

We just want to know the murder

will not be served on the side.

Jesus.

Never thought about it like that.

Of course not yet.

You are not a woman.

Then there's, you know,

the usual old risks disappointment,

which is the most common, but...

violence...

That's not a joke.

It's life or death.

I think, I, um...

I think I want one of those now.

MM.

You seem like a nice guy.

You do it.

But you never really know.

So, I'll do it to ask you questions.

Are you a serial killer?

What?

I will need you to look me in the eye

and give me a serious answer.

NO.

-NO... -NO.

What?

No, I don't...

a serial killer.

Okay.

Okay.

Now can we talk about it all things

I want you to do it to me?

More difficult.

More difficult.

Stop.

Can you get this off me?

I don't know why this doesn't work.

That's your idea.

Maybe that's you.

What did you just say?

Maybe I just don't need it with you.

Well...

Look, maybe that's better that we don't need that

at the beginning.

"The beginning."

If I didn't know any better,

according to me you are on the verge ask for numbers.

What's that?

Hmmm.

Stop.

-Or social media? -I don't use social media.

See...

That got me really want that number.

This just happened very complicated.

Well, aren't you excited?

Hmm?

Hmmm.

What are you doing now?

Do you like that?

Stop.

Okay darling.

-Can you wait a moment? -I don't want to wait.

I said I need a minute!

What are you doing now?

Get this off me now.

You don't have the right to decide.

Yes, I'm the one who has to decide.

Just because I asked you to handcuff me in the first place

doesn't mean that You don't need my permission.

Wrong.

Let me go, bastard!

Don't hit me!

"Please do not hit me, sir."

From now on, You just address me as master.

Do you understand me?

Stop it!

I am in control.

Now, here's what will happen.

Please don't kill me.

First, you will take My feet in your mouth.

Toes first, people to those damn heels.

You must not make a fuss! Just shut your mouth!

You are a sick woman.

Carrying shackles trying to get messy.

You know You asked for this, right?

Yes.

Yes, what?

Yes, sir.

I'll take my knife and I will cut you.

From a set of lips to another.

Watch you bleed to death.

Mr. Snuffleupagus!

I do not believe that you were involved in this.

Just relax, okay.

I don't know if I like it, but I'm willing to try.

No, no, no. I have to trust you,

or it will be big, damn big turn it off.

What I mean is, I do a little acting.

What?

I was at the Holiday Inn Express very commercial.

What?

So, you might actually be good at this.

Look, peddling free hot breakfast

not the same like slapping a woman,

Tell him you're leaving cut him into small pieces.

But look, I'm willing to try.

No, no, I don't want any cuts.

I want something intimate.

Something romantic.

Like a slit throat.

uh...

You know are you a little confused?

You know, men will anything to make love?

-Get out of here. -Huh?

Get out of here with that.

Don't sell me that car then tell me not to ride it.

Okay, okay. But...

Don't tell me when will you turn around, you just do it.

And if I say no, you say yes.

And you push even harder.

If I, you know, scared or angry.

Even crying.

I do not...

I do not like it.

Don't be a sissy.

Are you serious?

- I can't imagine consent becomes clearer.

Okay.

Okay.

Yes.

Pop quiz.

What does "no" mean?

Yes.

And what is the only word in all English

it actually means no

when we're alone in that room?

Mr. Snuffleupagus.

Mr. Snuffleupagus!

Are you alright?

Not too.

Dirt.

I am very sorry.

How can you say it

those bad things to me?

Unlucky! You said...

You told me to say it. I think...

You are truly extraordinary.

I have not been there so turned on in my life.

Hmm!

MM.

So why Mr Snuffleupagus?

I just need a break.

you know, a glass of water,

maybe a cigarette, a drink.

There's no need to rush, right?

Hmmm...

Enjoy your meal.

MM.

Mmm-hmm.

Mmm, mmm.

What do you have?

You are three ahead of me.

Looks like you've got that one ready to attack his nose.

Stop.

I don't need you to help me win. Damn.

I want this honest and fair.

Now only two.

Geez...

Don't get too excited. I still wake up one by one.

Not long now, motherfucker.

Hey, hey!

Hey, hey! O!

That's a crazy woman.

Get bear spray.

Can you help me? Please?

You're sure that's not the case one of them did this to you?

Shh. Don't say it out loud.

Which matter?

That's Squatchy in those woods.

We didn't go too deep into it.

Squat?

-You're sure it's true a man did this to you? -Yes.

-He chased me with a truck. -A pickup truck?

Squatch can't drive no pickup trucks.

You'd be a complete jerk if Squatch is in it.

Do you have a gun?

We have bear spray.

I think mountain people have guns.

We are not mountain people.

We were just old hippies.

Darling, do you want something? for the pain? Aspirin?

How about something a little stronger?

-Percocet? -Yes.

We just have some of them remain.

Now, don't be selfish, Mom.

You're right, Dad.

Call the police.

They better be on their way.

What's that?

Oh, we don't like Scott Baio.

They give it away for free at a flea market.

-We took whatever they had. -NO. What's that?

-That's our Sunday breakfast. -Do you mind?

Get in there.

Wait. Let me give you a seat.

-Here. Here. -Okay.

Old motorbike rider.

Huh?

He said we were old hippies. I'm more of an old biker.

Had a '59 Indian sitting in the garage.

Not running anymore, but no problem.

I can't ride it anyway.

Lost on the bike.

Everything? That's heavy.

Only up to the knees.

You ride one of these every day,

no matter how good you are.

Does not matter.

Can't find stronger stuff. Where's that?

Bathroom upstairs.

The police are on their way?

Yes dear.

NO.

Don't worry one bit.

You will feel it very good right away.

I mean there are no police.

No, no. Better that's what we call them. Genevieve is right.

Come on. Please wait a moment.

That's the best we tell them.

Please, guys, help me. There are no fucking cops.

Geneva. Geneva.

Geneva.

Percocet...

Geneva...

I don't want to do that. I have to do it.

Can you... Can you put it please raise your hand?

Just to make us both of them felt more relaxed.

This will come true that's hard for you to believe,

but I won't kill you.

I promise.

Of course.

I have to do it bind you. Okay?

Okay.

What do you recommend is that the fastest?

You got some... some handcuffs?

Or is there a rope or... Or there's something

so I can put you in it and lock it from the outside?

Whatever is most comfortable for you fine

as long as it's fast.

Yes, that would be wise of you.

I didn't try to ruin your day

more than I already have.

There is shelter from the storm outside. There is...

There are some, um, chains

You can use it on the handle as soon as I entered.

And we even got food and such it will last a while.

We're not just old hippies.

We...

Judgment Day.

OK, let's go.

Unlucky!

What?

What? Something on my face?

Like what?

I just saw you

and you are very handsome.

It went straight to my head.

How can I be so lucky tonight?

Do you like to party?

Oh shit.

Soon it will be clear.

MM. Come on.

Checkout isn't until noon and this thing

makes me really horny.

Been a long time since I touched that thing.

Me, too.

But it's my birthday.

And...

a friend bought it for me.

That, you know, like a special event something like that.

Birthday huh?

Yes.

Okay.

Well, I can't disappoint a woman on his birthday now, is that okay?

Oh yes.

Come on.

Come on.

Dirt.

Are we...

Are we...

Are we going to make love?

Okay.

Is that what you want to say?

You know, I'll tell you what.

If you can still make love in five minutes...

Of course.

I thought you said this makes you horny.

That seems fair puts you in a bad mood.

Maybe I'm lying.

What is this, part of your game?

-I am done. -Do you know?

We're done when I say we're done,

do you understand that?

No, I didn't.

I'm out of here.

Nonsense. Find your own way home.

Cocaine. Cocaine. Cocaine.

Huh?

Cocaine.

No. No.

It was cocaine.

This is ketamine.

NO.

I would only use this if necessary, so don't force me.

I don't want to damn do this, man.

I am...

just trying to have fun.

Good grief!

I really like that song.

O!

Shhh! Just stop.

I've never put it there before.

Now sleep.

What is this?

He has a gun!

Yes, so do I!

-What's wrong with you? -I am sorry.

Can... Can you help me?

Jesus!

Good grief.

How do I lock this door?

Wait a minute, darling.

It requires a key, even from within.

Can you unlock the door? I think I'd better go.

No, no, don't go out there! He will kill you!

Do you have a gun?

No, just a baseball bat.

Unlucky!

Call 911, okay?

I... I'm not sure I want to get involved.

You've done it, darling.

Okay.

I know it's very bad, but I have to do it.

Okay?

What's your name?

Q-- Ask.

Ask...

OK, Tan...

Do you have a big bandage enough for this in that bag?

Yes.

Okay. I need to borrow your car.

Come on.

-Which key? -That... That's that one.

-That's that one. -Okay. What car?

That's a '78 Pinto, right outside.

-Seriously? -Yes.

Okay.

Now take off your damn clothes.

Hey, Pete.

That's, um... That's RC. uh...

Listen, I'm here close, uh, near SR 78

and the old Wilton Bridge.

There is a farmhouse

on the south bank near the fire road. I, um...

I want you out of here.

I, uh...

I'm involved a little difficulty.

Got it, you bastard!

I understand you.

That's right.

It's like checkmate.

Yes.

And then some.

There isn't anything more than checkmate.

Whether it's true or not,

you damn philistine.

Why am I still alive?

You can't do it.

After all that.

Oh.

You will be in trouble.

Yes alright...

I'll take it a little difficulty

to life imprisonment at any time.

You want me to contact your sponsor?

Do you really Electric Woman?

I don't care about prison.

I just don't want to die.

Isn't that cute?

Even when we know we will spend the rest of our lives

in a tiny little cage,

we will fight to stay alive.

I used to always wonder why do people do that,

when I watch true crime shows.

I thought I would be like that like Gary Gilmore.

Who is Gary Gilmore?

He called for a firing squad.

I think I'll...

I'll do that...

if it comes to this.

Now I just want three crushes and a crib.

I wasn't planning on doing that, man.

Love...

doesn't have to be something which is growing.

The purest, most basic kind can hit you like a wave...

Soon...

or for one night.

I feel for you

when you hold your hand around my throat.

Do you feel for me?

That's our song now.

You will always think of me when you hear it.

Possible.

No...

Possible.

Lord! Unlucky!

RC!

RC, are you here?

What's going on here?

Maybe you shouldn't do it touch him.

- I know what I'm doing. - Okay.

It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.

-He's dead. -Yes, it is okay. So did he.

It doesn't matter.

Okay? Stay cool. I'll let this go.

What's going on here?

What do you think happened, Pete? Look at him!

Here he is. Okay. It doesn't matter.

-Here he is. - Damn!

Stay cool. OK, just relax.

There is a gunshot wound to the left shoulder.

Take it easy, darling. How soft is it?

Can I move it just a little to take off the handcuffs?

Wait. We need to find out what happened here first.

He needs medical attention now. That's protocol.

That's what we call protocol.

Let him,

and we waited for the EMTs and Murder appears.

We both knew the medics won't be here for at least an hour.

It doesn't matter. I'll get you out.

Okay.

How terrible.

He's gone crazy.

I think he's a good guy.

Who's gone crazy?

His jacket pocket.

It is okay, dear, You don't need to do this now.

He brought me here. He thought the place was deserted.

And then this guy stop it and...

It is okay, dear.

Why is his neck like that?

He was chained to this all the time, Pete.

He is fighting for his life!

What else is he? should do?

-Fuck! Screw you! -Hey, hey, hey!

-Hey, it's okay. -Okay, okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay. Hey, calm down, girl.

We'll take care of it.

I'm going to the car and called him,

then we wait here for EMTs.

What the victim needs medical attention.

Our job is to do what do we need to do to keep him alive.

This isn't my first time pickle jar.

And just because I have vagina is meaningless

you shouldn't listen what a damn thing to say!

This is unrelated with your vagina

and everything related to the diaper you are wearing

when I clean My first crime scene.

We don't even know if he has become a victim.

We need to figure that out first.

That's fucking protocol.

You want to be detained responsible for this

Or do you want to help me move it?

Pete!

OK, I'll help you move it.

It is okay, dear.

Just breathe.

What is this?

A woman came, she killed us.

Calm down, ma'am.

- He killed us! - Who does what?

Hand over the weapons now, or the police girl dies.

And believe me, darling,

I don't want to kill you,

especially after what did you do for me.

Damn.

You stupid bitch.

-I should let it be-- -Oh, no, you better not,

because if he goes, You're coming too, bastard.

I'm in survival mode now.

My rules no longer apply.

Darling, just surrender yourself now...

Be quiet

and give me the gun.

Put it on my lap.

Pete, watch your hands on the wheel at all times.

If that damn finger moves, I pulled the trigger.

You caught me?

-Yes, ma'am. -Okay.

-Get out of the car. -Darling...

Just surrender yourself now and stop.

It will end better for you.

Wild!

I am Electric Woman.

Boo!

Get out of the damn car.

Run, darling, into the woods.

Drive, motherfucker.

Why did we stop here?

Only...

Let me think.

Okay?

Do you really Electric Woman?

Are you going to kill me?

I'd rather not do it.

Why do you kill all those people?

Sometimes...

I don't see humans.

I saw the devil.

O.

O.

O!

Can you help me?

Oh, sweet girl! What has happened?

Oh Lord!

Here, let me help you up.

Oh! Oh yes?

Yes, come on.

Here...

Let's get you in the truck.

It's easy to do.

You'll be fine.

Here, let me help you up.

Okay.

Hello? I just shot someone.

He pointed a gun at me

and indeed there is there's nothing more I can do.

I'll take him in now.

From the high desert in the great American West,

I say good night to all of you.

Or good morning, or good afternoon,

wherever you are in this vast land of ours.

This is famous in the world, Beach to Beach Horror AM,

a dark night in the desert.

And I'm Art Pallone.