Faceless After Dark (2023) Movie Script
1
[digital distortion]
[camera beeps]
[Bowie breathes heavily]
[suspenseful music builds]
[static distortion]
[VCR sounds]
[creepy music]
[distant clowns laughing]
[clown laughs]
[clown breathing heavily]
[neck cracks]
[clown laughs loudly]
[Bowie screams]
[clown laughs]
Didn't you hear?
I'm, uh...
I'm not... I'm not really
feeling this last line.
- [Crew 1] Did we cut?
- [Crew 2] Is this a series?
You're not really feeling it?
Um...
Could I just, like,
try it another way
or, like,
play with it a little bit?
What... What's wrong
with the line?
So you want my
final words to be,
"The circus just left town,
bitch."
Yes. Yeah.
We probably won't even use it.
Just say it once as scripted,
and then we'll see
what we can do.
[Asst. Director] All right,
picture's up. Slate in.
I think I'm laying on
a used needle.
[Director] Here we go!
And...
[creepy music returns]
Didn't you hear?
The circus just left town,
bitch!
Was that okay?
It's perfect.
Thank you.
This is my favorite movie.
I've seen it a hundred times.
Thanks.
So, are you doing anything
else coming out soon?
Uh, I've got some things
in the running.
We'll see.
Well, you know,
just stay positive.
[Distant Fans] The circus
just left town, bitch!
Thanks. Bye.
I kinda feel like
a sex worker.
Sex workers have job security.
I couldn't pull off the
barely legal thing anyway.
I sound like Tom fuckin' Waits.
Well, at least you don't speak
at an octave
that only dogs can hear.
Who said that?
Some asshole on the internet.
You know, the other day I
found out that there was a blog
devoted to
the fat rolls on my body.
[Bowie] Wow. Nice.
Yeah.
I guess it's good that we can
at least make something
doing this stuff.
Whatever this is.
Speaking of,
you know what I just found out?
He's getting
a fucking appearance fee
and a cut of the merch.
And meanwhile,
I have to beg them
to even ask permission to
use my fuckin' likeness
for a comic book or
a video game or...
[Agent] You're talking
about guaranteed minimums
like you're not the one who
chose an indie horror film
over that national bank spot.
Oh, you mean
the ones that are funding
that oil pipeline
through Native lands
and getting sued
for legal overdraft fees?
[Agent] Yeah, well, their
check would've cleared by now.
Isn't the whole point
of paying union dues
for them to protect me
instead of just kicking me off
my fuckin' health insurance?
[Agent] I got another call
coming in.
I'll see what I can do
about the convention
but I'm not an appearance agent
so I'm not making any promises.
Right.
[phone beeps]
[cars honking]
[phone dings]
[phone vibrating]
[energetic rock music]
Boys fucking boys
Fucking boys fucking boys
Girls fucking girls
Fucking girls fucking girls
Boys fucking girls
Girls fucking boys
Fucking girls
Who gives a fuck
[eerie electronic distortion]
[Bowie screams]
[car starts]
[suspenseful music]
[insects chirping]
[phone vibrating and dinging]
[Bowie sighs]
Good morning.
[Bowie laughs]
You look like an insect
with that thing on.
How else am I supposed to
sleep with your jitterbug ass?
Literally all night long.
- [Jessica vibrates]
- [Bowie laughs]
That's what I do?
Yeah.
Are you venomous?
Highly.
I'm highly venomous. No.
Don't bite me.
[Jessica groans]
What?
I hate that thing.
You know I hate that thing.
What thing?
The prop?
It's a prop that could
literally slice our
jugulars open
while I'm sleeping.
[Bowie moans]
I would never.
Mm-hmm. Just get rid of it.
I'm getting rid of it.
I'm going.
It's going away.
It's gone.
[coffee machine whirring]
Ugh.
Bible Bitch is at it again.
Fuck her.
Yeah, but does she not
have anything better to do
with her time?
She just is so rude.
Look at this.
I'm an unsolicited comment
on my appearance away
from going postal myself.
Wow.
[phone vibrating]
Wait.
Cross your fingers.
Hello?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
I thought they
already casted that.
So, she's out and I'm in?
Thanks.
I booked it.
What, the superhero one?
Wait, wait, I thought they
gave it to that white girl
that talks like this
all the time.
Yeah,
but she like posted some selfie
over at the Holocaust
memorial and she got canceled.
Oh, whatever. She's canceled.
Now we can be happy.
- Yay!
- [Jessica giggling]
I'm so happy for you!
I have to go pack because
I have fitting tomorrow
in London,
which is crazy. Like...
[imitates explosion]
Oh my God! I'll get...
Whoa!
[Jessica] Hey Siri,
what's the weather like
in London right now?
[Jessica squeals]
Okay, so don't forget to water
the plants and feed yourself.
[Bowie] In that order?
Oh, and the pool guys
are coming next week
and I think
we're almost outta coffee.
I might not make it till you
get back, if that's the case.
- Let me get that for you.
- Thank you so much.
The cops around here
are really nice.
And you know where to
find the Xannys, right?
The Adderall,
if you need one or several.
Hey, hey.
Kill it out there, okay?
I think that that's more
on brand for you, babe.
Sorry, um,
Jessica Jennings, right?
Yeah, that's me.
I hate to be that guy
but my wife and I are
huge "Eternal Wake" fans.
[Jessica] Oh, thank you!
And you're somebody, too...
Um, this is my friend Bowie.
Who would it be cool
to ask you
if I could take a picture?
For my wife.
Of course. Yeah.
Oh, hell yeah.
Call me when you get there?
- I love you...
- [car door slams]
[phone dings]
[energetic rock music]
[Bowie voice recording]
So you're a killer,
but is there anything
that can kill you?
Curious about that myself.
I mean, the prospect of eternity
sounds pretty fucking boring,
doesn't it?
[Bowie voice recording]
Can you at least tell us
why you're here?
Well, I'm a vampire.
[Bowie voice recording]
Yeah, and?
And you wanted to film me
doing vampire stuff.
Is that right?
[Ryan] Yeah, that's right.
I mean, that's the idea.
What do you wanna see?
[Ryan] I wanna see it all.
As you wish.
[Bowie hisses]
[Ryan] Cut, print,
check the gate.
- Yeah?
- [Ryan] Yeah. You killed it.
All right.
Well, as long as it's tolerable,
I guess,
- with this material.
- Of course.
I'm your good luck charm, remember?
That is right.
Who could forget?
Cute.
Oh yeah.
That's the night we met.
Wow. You don't waste
any time now, do you?
You know, you might be
the only human
to slut shame me
and live to tell the tale.
Oh, we got another one.
Look at that.
"I got something you
can do with that mouth.
"Make you gag on my cock
till you beg me to stop
and rail you till you call
me Daddy, you fucking cun..."
- Okay, yeah, no. Oh.
- Yeah.
These are married guys.
- Like with kids.
- [Ryan] Yeah.
That one's actually
an elected government official.
Yeah, this is exactly why I
don't do social media anymore.
Some of 'em are nice.
Some of them are just
shitty about my veganism.
Some of them
just want feet pics.
That's a pretty
lucrative market.
[Bowie] Yeah,
tell me about it.
- From what I know.
- Right.
From all your experience
in the field.
[Ryan laughs]
Yeah, you could fund your
movie with those things.
I feel like my feet
are more likely
to end up on Creepypasta.
[Bowie laughs]
How's it going, by the way?
They shot me down.
What?
I thought you were in prep.
Yeah, they...
They want to cast a "name."
Oh.
But, I mean...
I really fought for you,
Bowie.
Congrats.
I can't wait to see it.
Yeah, I know you.
- I know what you're thinking.
- Do you?
You want to go on a rant
about my male privilege
and nepotism,
and the meritocracy
is complete bullshit,
- all the classic hits.
- Am I ranting?
And I've been working
on this project
for like half a year now,
and I just don't see
why you can't be happy
for me right now.
I'm happy for you.
I mean, if my daddy was
an investment banker,
I'd be even happier.
Yeah, I'm gonna go.
Ryan.
I'm sorry.
I just don't know
why I'm not enough.
You know that's not
what it is, right?
Look, you're just in
a lull period.
But in the meantime, why don't
you just make your own shit?
Yeah, it's really good advice.
No, really.
Like, you know what they say.
Write what you know.
And when this movie's over,
I'll help you
get yours out there.
You would do that?
Bowie,
I live for this shit.
[door creaks]
[door closes]
[muffled electronic music]
[insects chirping]
[creepy circus music]
[computer dings]
[creepy circus music continues]
[Bowie typing]
[insects chirping]
[online ad plays indistinctly]
[Bowie sighs]
[classical music]
[phone vibrates]
[Bowie groans]
Hey Scott,
this is Bowie Davidson.
This is from your coworkers,
wishing you a happy birthday.
Hope it's killer!
Hey, Jeremy.
This is from the team
telling you
that the circus has left town,
bitch...
[phone vibrating]
[phone dinging]
[suspenseful music]
[classical music continues]
[classical music intensifies]
I'm fine
I went too
Do you like me?
When I'm alone
What do you see?
Who are we gonna blame now?
Who are we gonna blame now?
Oh, stop fucking with me
Fine
Watch me
Fuck me
I'm fine
I'm just falling into line
And we're in and out
Of consistency
It's just fine to blame
Other people
For your problems
But we seek solutions
And you don't
Wanna solve them
I'm fine
I'm fine
You're all mine
Watch me
Fuck me
I'm fine
I'm just falling into line
Who are we gonna blame now?
Who are we gonna blame now?
Who are we gonna blame now?
You shove your hand
In my mouth
Watch me
Fuck me
I'm fine
I'm just falling into line
[Bowie snoring]
[insects chirping]
[suspenseful music]
[Bowie moans]
[car alarm sounds]
[Bowie sighs]
[insects chirping]
[Bowie urinating]
[insects chirping]
[door creaking]
[suspenseful music continues]
[toilet flushes]
[suspenseful music continues]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Bowie groans]
[stairs creaking]
[Bowie yawns]
[keyboard typing]
[phone dinging]
Nice. Good fucking job.
[insects chirping]
[door thuds]
Hmm.
Do you like me?
When I'm alone
What do you see?
Hard to believe
no one will hire this.
[chuckles]
[suspenseful music]
[intense music]
[Bowie breathes heavily]
[pounding on door]
[Bowie speaking indistinctly]
[Bowie crying]
[intense music continues]
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
[intense music continues]
[switch flips in distance]
Fuck.
[machine beeping]
[phone dialing]
Oh, fuck.
[intense music]
[door creaks]
[eerie music]
[floor creaking]
[insects chirping]
[stairs creaking]
You wanna play?!
[Bowie gasps]
[intense music]
[Clown Boi groans]
[Clown Boi panting]
Wait. Stop.
Wait. Stop, stop.
Stop.
I wasn't gonna hurt you, okay?
I swear.
I was just playing.
It was just a sick fantasy, okay?
I'm fucked up!
Okay?
I wasn't gonna hurt you.
Please don't hurt me.
Here. Here.
Here.
You can call the cops if
you want, okay?
I promise I won't hurt you.
I swear. Please just...
I'll leave, I'll leave, okay?
I promise.
Just call the cops.
[machete thumps]
Fuck!
Fuck!
God damn it!
Fucking...
Fuck you, you fucking bitch!
[machete slices]
[Clown Boi choking]
[eerie music]
[Clown Boi coughing]
[suspenseful music]
- [door pounding]
- Atlanta Police. Open up.
[door pounding]
[door pounding]
Police.
[door creaking]
I'm Officer Aguire.
I was alerted of 911 call you
placed that was disconnected.
Is everything okay?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everything... Everything's fine.
There was a crazy fan here
earlier when I called.
You had someone
inside your home?
No.
No, he didn't get inside.
[radio speaking indistinctly]
Well, can you give me
a description
of this individual, Miss...
Davidson. Uh...
It was dark.
I didn't get a good look.
White guy.
So you're certain
it was a male?
I think so.
He was wearing a mask,
so it was hard to tell.
What kind of mask?
A robbery mask.
Like black with the eye holes.
How about how tall would
you say this individual was?
Uh... not-not too tall.
Not too short.
If you had to guess.
I don't know,
how tall are you?
Like, your height?
And you sure you
haven't seen this person
since you called 911?
No.
No you're not sure, or
no you haven't seen them?
No, I haven't seen him.
He's... gone.
Do you mind if I come inside,
take a look around?
Just to make sure
everything is okay?
In the meantime,
you could wait in my patrol car
where it's safe, just until
I can clear the house.
No, that's very kind. Um...
Thank you.
It-it's okay.
I checked all the windows.
I checked the doors.
I'm good.
But I'm so sorry to
have wasted your time.
[radio speaking indistinctly]
I'll get it out as
a suspicious person,
male build, in the area.
We'll keep an eye out for you.
Thank you.
If you see
or hear anything concerning,
just give us a call.
Yeah, yeah.
I'll call you.
Thank you.
You have a nice night, miss.
Yeah, you too.
Thanks.
[Bowie sighs]
[car drives away]
[eerie music]
[dark music]
[dark music continues]
[phone vibrates]
It's your lucky day, baby.
[intense electronic music]
[energetic rock music]
Holy shit.
Thank you.
Another clown, huh?
Yeah. Is that okay?
I just...
I got this.
You call twice a week,
and now you're shy?
Yeah. No.
No, no, no, no.
No more talking.
That's what I was thinking, too.
Hey, should I follow you?
I'm just gonna follow you.
Hey, this is...
This is a weird place you got.
I'm kinda into it!
[laughs]
Hey, where'd you go?
[intense music]
[eerie distant voices]
[KillerKlown88 groaning]
There he is.
Oh, what the-
Kind of you to join us.
We're just making a little
motion picture here.
And this is a camera.
It's a series of mirrors
and glass.
And it's showing
your pretty face.
Look at that.
Oh, it hurts.
- [Bowie] Your head hurt?
- Uh-huh.
Yeah, Sorry about that.
Art is pain sometimes.
[KillerKlown88 laughs]
[Bowie giggles]
So listen,
I want you to have autonomy,
so I'm gonna
take this thing off.
Don't make it weird, all right?
Blink if you understand.
This is some kinky shit.
[Bowie laughs]
Yeah, you could say that.
Is that real?
- This?
- Mm-hmm.
[Bowie laughs]
[clang]
Okay, you're fuckin' psycho.
[both laugh]
You people think you can
get away with anything.
[KillerKlown88 laughs]
And you're right, but we play
by different rules in here.
Listen, um, so funny story.
I went through your DMs.
And, uh,
and I'm a little confused
because I'm kind of old
for your taste.
That was...
Okay, that was a mistake.
I...
Yeah. I feel like a mistake
is something you do one time.
Well...
Look...
Okay.
[laughs]
Okay, I'm sorry.
[Bowie laughs]
Right? 'Cause...
I'm not really like...
asking their age...
You're not checking IDs
at the door.
[Bowie laughs]
You're so silly.
It's fun!
[both laughing]
[KillerKlown88 screams]
God damn!
Oh, fucking shit!
What the fuck?!
Oh!
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't forget to smile
for the camera.
You look so much prettier
when you smile.
Okay. You know what?
[KillerKlown88 screaming]
You have a little bit of
trouble taking direction.
Let's try something else,
shall we?
Thumbs up if you're having fun.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no,
wait, wait, wait!
[screams]
That went pretty well.
You know what?
One more for safety, okay?
No, no, no, no,
wait, wait, wait, wait!
[screams]
[intense music]
[KillerKlown88 screaming]
No, no, no!
No, no, no, no!
No, please don't!
No, no!
[KillerKlown88 groaning]
[KillerKlown88 screams]
[eerie music]
[Bowie laughing]
[KillerKlown88 screaming]
[KillerKlown88 groaning]
[eerie music continues]
[birds chirping]
[phone dings]
[Bowie sighs]
[phone dings]
[Bowie groans]
[intense rock music]
[cars honking]
[Bowie inhales]
[muffled music]
[car honking]
[sensual music]
[suspenseful music]
Bowie...
You look...
Femme enough for you?
Oh yeah.
It's nice to see a woman who
likes to take care of a man.
It's a rare thing these days.
No steak?
I am a red-blooded American boy.
With needs.
Don't I know it.
So Bowie,
I take it the man of the house
is otherwise
engaged this evening?
That's very
presumptive of you.
Well, no offense, but
you're not that big of a star.
But it's good
that you found someone,
you're not leaching
off the system.
You know,
as much as I hate social media
for the way it
suppresses free speech
and the way it might be turning
my wife into a socialist,
how else would I be here,
now...
with you.
How long
have you been married?
That's not something
I wanna talk about.
You brought her up, silly.
So, why me?
Why you?
What can I say?
You're a beautiful girl.
Well, what is it about me
you like so much?
I simply enjoy the
company of beautiful women.
Interesting.
You were very forward
in your DMs.
You were hot in that movie.
There you go.
And you're
really hot right now.
That's it.
I've jerked off so many
times looking at you.
[laughs]
So you gonna fuck me, or what?
[music distorts]
Is that a camera?
So?
No, hold on...
[intense music]
[SouthernGentleman74 groaning]
Buenos dias.
What the fuck?
What the fuck is...
What is this?
Who are you?
[groans]
Oh, no.
Oh.
Listen,
I got a question for you.
Do you think a sex tape
would help your campaign?
What the fuck are you doing?
Who-who put you up to this?
Read this to me.
What?
Read it.
Why?
You really don't want
me to ask you again.
"I got something that you
could do with that mouth.
"Make you gag on my cock
till you beg me to stop
"and I'll rail you
till you call me Daddy,
you fucking cunt."
Mmm.
"Call me Daddy."
That's spicy. I like that.
Please just take my wallet.
Take everything out of it.
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
I already did.
You you can
log onto my bank account.
- [Bowie] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- You can have everything.
No, I already did all that.
I already did all that.
What I want is for
you to whip out that hog
I've heard so much about
because you
were gonna give it to me good.
No, no, no.
Please.
But all your interns
have seen it.
Those cases were dismissed.
I settled half of 'em
outta court.
There's no...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
God damn it. God damn it.
I gotta tell you.
It's a sad looking dick.
What can we do about that?
What the fuck?
Just...
My wife, my kids!
Oh, I am doing them a favor.
Oh, Christ. Oh, fuck.
Call me Daddy.
Jesus Christ.
Daddy!
Daddy, daddy!
Daddy! Daddy!
[cries]
[shears slice]
Is that a camera?
So?
[intense music]
No!
My wife, my kids!
Daddy!
We still need a third act,
don't we?
There's more love on the TV
I wish it was with me
But I don't love anyone
The way that I love you
The way that I love you
Your new girl, she hates me
She acts like
You never dated me
Don't talk to me
When you're talkin' to her
When you're talkin' to her
[intense rock music]
[keyboard typing]
There's more love on the TV
I wish it was with me
But I don't love anyone
The way that I love you
The way that I love you
Your new girl, she hates me
She acts like
You never dated me
[song fades]
[suspenseful music]
[door knocking]
[phone vibrating]
[handle rattling]
[door knocking]
[suspenseful music continues]
[phone dings]
[Bowie sighs]
[car alarm sounds]
[car beeps]
[door knocking]
[Bowie sighs]
[door knocking]
What the fuck, Bowie?
I always set my alarm off
by accident.
- It's really fuckin' stupid.
- What the fuck is going on?
- Were you hiding from me?
- No, nothing.
Jessica's freaking out.
Why are you guys freaking out?
Don't raise your voice
right now.
[Ryan] I'm not raising
my voice right now.
Just come inside.
Just get in here.
Stop yelling
and just come inside.
I'm not yelling, either.
[Bowie] Just, look,
I need space.
From everyone, okay?
No. Okay, I get that.
But you could've
just told me or Jessica.
What are you,
my fucking parole officer?
I don't like people
just fucking showing up.
I just needed to know
that you were okay.
All right,
if something happened to you...
I can take care of myself.
No, I...
I know that.
All right?
But I also know
how you can spiral.
Especially when you're
holed up in place like this
like you're fuckin'
Citizen Kane in Xanadu.
You put up with my
bullshit very gracefully.
I'd put up with anything.
I've never been
this close to your face.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have done that.
I took your advice.
I can't be held responsible
for any advice I've given.
I'm working on something.
Oh my God.
Oh wow.
Oh my God. That's great.
Shit. Can I see it?
Not yet.
But when it's done,
I want you to be the first to.
Absolutely. Yeah, sure. Yeah.
Do you wanna crash at my place?
Or, like,
I could maybe crash here?
Like, on a couch or something.
Just so you
don't have to be alone.
I'll be okay.
Thanks.
Um...
Why now?
[Bowie] Bye, Ryan.
[opera music]
Cute.
So do you work
for her full-time?
[Bowie] More of a freelancer.
Smart girl.
You know, financial independence
is the first step
toward total independence.
And the reason why
people hated whores
at the turn of the century.
I am glad you reached out.
When you have
the kind of reach she does,
you can corrupt people just
as easily as inspire them.
Well, as you can imagine,
there are a number of
things we have to keep
out of the public eye.
If you know what I mean.
[glasses clink]
Well, she certainly has
no problem posting photos
where she's half naked
or drinking at some party.
It's the darker stuff
actually. Yeah.
The drug use. Self harm.
Don't even get me
started on her sexuality.
Oh my.
Is she... a dyke?
Worse.
Bisexual.
So there's still hope.
You can see why
we need your help.
You know, rehabilitation
takes continued work
for the rest of your life,
but it can be done.
I'm 12 years sober myself,
so I should know.
I didn't wanna be rude.
I know how important it can be
to get young women
on the right path.
Is Jessica joining us?
Afraid not.
[object thumps]
[classical music]
[SoccerMom237 panting]
[SoccerMom237 panting]
[gun firing]
[Bowie groans]
[Bowie groans]
[SoccerMom237 groans]
[Bowie screams]
[both panting]
[SoccerMom237 groans]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[Bowie laughs]
Would you believe me if I
said it was self-defense?
[laughs]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[dark music]
[SoccerMom237 groaning]
[muffled] What the fuck?
[SoccerMom237 speaking
indistinctly]
Did you know that during
the Salem Witch trials,
most of the accusations
came from other women?
Little history lesson for you.
[SoccerMom237 cries]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
The child not embraced
by the village
will burn it down to
feel its warmth.
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[opera music]
[Bowie panting]
[Bowie groans]
[Bowie groans]
[opera music continues]
[opera music continues]
[Bowie breathing heavily]
[eerie music]
[Bowie sobbing]
[Bowie laughing]
[eerie music continues]
[Bowie laughing]
[eerie music continues]
[Bowie exhales]
[phone dialing]
[phone ringing]
[Operator] 911,
what's your emergency?
[Bowie sobbing]
Hello?
Hello? Anyone there?
[Bowie laughing]
[Bowie] The cliff's edge
used to seem so far away
until one day, my toes
were hanging off the edge.
[Bowie laughing]
And it just felt like
I thought they
were gonna push me.
[Bowie laughing]
So I jumped.
[eerie music fades out]
[eerie music pulses]
[man vomits]
[Jessica] I'm honestly
still in shock.
Um, I'm-I'm devastated.
And my heart
goes out to the victims
of this senseless tragedy.
I really only agreed
to be part of the film
to honor their memory,
but also to expose the things
that people are going through
that we just don't know.
[Interviewer] But people might
ask, why play the killer?
Especially considering
your personal connection
to the story.
Do you think that might
affect your ability
to play the character
objectively?
I was close enough to Bowie
to see that she had her demons.
And maybe I could've
helped quiet some of those.
Obviously, there were some that
she couldn't even hear, so...
Next question.
[Reporter 1] It appears
the breakout star
of the hit TV series
"Eternal Wake,"
Jessica Jennings,
looks to be
the next scream queen.
[Reporter 2] ...a new true
crime podcast series
based on the true story
of actress turned killer
Bowie Davidson,
who infamously murdered
four people over two days
in her friend's home
in Atlanta, Georgia.
[Reporter 3 ] The hit
true crime podcast
"The Killer Clown Killer"
is now being adapted
into a special limited series
starring none other
than Jessica Jennings...
[Podcaster] I guess signing
autographs for 20 bucks a pop
wasn't doing it for her anymore.
[Reporter 4] Everyone knows
the story of Bowie Davidson,
the B movie actress
who herself became the killer...
[Podcaster 2] But the real
crime was the haircut.
[reporters speaking
indistinctly]
[Podcaster] ...studios
but Jessica Jennings
in particular
have no business...
[reporters speaking
indistinctly]
[Reporters] The only
question that remains
for this story is,
"What's next?"
[gentle ukulele music]
[Podcaster] It's kind of
the cost of doing business.
It's like...
I mean, here's the thing, right?
I mean, look at this way.
If you're an actor,
if you've made your living
by literally just being
attractive in front of a camera,
I mean, I hate to say it,
but you kinda
signed up for this, right?
I mean, you know,
dealing with creepy fans
is kind of the cost
of doing business.
It's like, uh, it's like CTE
with football players.
Like you signed on
the dotted line, pal.
Or gal.
I guess they let girls
play football these days.
That's a whole other thing.
But look,
it's not like no one told you
football was a contact sport.
It is what it is.
You know, it sucks.
But if you wanna be successful,
some parts of it
are gonna suck, right?
I mean, am I wrong?
Am I gonna get canceled
for saying this?
You never know these days,
but you know, anyway.
I wanna hear you say it
Don't wanna need to rephrase
I wanna hear you say it
Don't wanna need to rephrase
You love to feel this way
So you scream, could it be?
You give it all away
Admission free, could it be?
I can hear but I cannot see
I can hear but I can't see
I can hear but I cannot see
Cry baby
I want you to write it down
It's not you, it's me
Why I keep coming around
I want you to write it down
It's not you, it's me
Why I keep coming around
You love to feel this way
So you scream, could it be?
You give it all away
Admission free, could it be?
I can hear but I cannot see
I can hear but I can't see
I can hear but I cannot see
Crybaby
[digital distortion]
[digital distortion]
[camera beeps]
[Bowie breathes heavily]
[suspenseful music builds]
[static distortion]
[VCR sounds]
[creepy music]
[distant clowns laughing]
[clown laughs]
[clown breathing heavily]
[neck cracks]
[clown laughs loudly]
[Bowie screams]
[clown laughs]
Didn't you hear?
I'm, uh...
I'm not... I'm not really
feeling this last line.
- [Crew 1] Did we cut?
- [Crew 2] Is this a series?
You're not really feeling it?
Um...
Could I just, like,
try it another way
or, like,
play with it a little bit?
What... What's wrong
with the line?
So you want my
final words to be,
"The circus just left town,
bitch."
Yes. Yeah.
We probably won't even use it.
Just say it once as scripted,
and then we'll see
what we can do.
[Asst. Director] All right,
picture's up. Slate in.
I think I'm laying on
a used needle.
[Director] Here we go!
And...
[creepy music returns]
Didn't you hear?
The circus just left town,
bitch!
Was that okay?
It's perfect.
Thank you.
This is my favorite movie.
I've seen it a hundred times.
Thanks.
So, are you doing anything
else coming out soon?
Uh, I've got some things
in the running.
We'll see.
Well, you know,
just stay positive.
[Distant Fans] The circus
just left town, bitch!
Thanks. Bye.
I kinda feel like
a sex worker.
Sex workers have job security.
I couldn't pull off the
barely legal thing anyway.
I sound like Tom fuckin' Waits.
Well, at least you don't speak
at an octave
that only dogs can hear.
Who said that?
Some asshole on the internet.
You know, the other day I
found out that there was a blog
devoted to
the fat rolls on my body.
[Bowie] Wow. Nice.
Yeah.
I guess it's good that we can
at least make something
doing this stuff.
Whatever this is.
Speaking of,
you know what I just found out?
He's getting
a fucking appearance fee
and a cut of the merch.
And meanwhile,
I have to beg them
to even ask permission to
use my fuckin' likeness
for a comic book or
a video game or...
[Agent] You're talking
about guaranteed minimums
like you're not the one who
chose an indie horror film
over that national bank spot.
Oh, you mean
the ones that are funding
that oil pipeline
through Native lands
and getting sued
for legal overdraft fees?
[Agent] Yeah, well, their
check would've cleared by now.
Isn't the whole point
of paying union dues
for them to protect me
instead of just kicking me off
my fuckin' health insurance?
[Agent] I got another call
coming in.
I'll see what I can do
about the convention
but I'm not an appearance agent
so I'm not making any promises.
Right.
[phone beeps]
[cars honking]
[phone dings]
[phone vibrating]
[energetic rock music]
Boys fucking boys
Fucking boys fucking boys
Girls fucking girls
Fucking girls fucking girls
Boys fucking girls
Girls fucking boys
Fucking girls
Who gives a fuck
[eerie electronic distortion]
[Bowie screams]
[car starts]
[suspenseful music]
[insects chirping]
[phone vibrating and dinging]
[Bowie sighs]
Good morning.
[Bowie laughs]
You look like an insect
with that thing on.
How else am I supposed to
sleep with your jitterbug ass?
Literally all night long.
- [Jessica vibrates]
- [Bowie laughs]
That's what I do?
Yeah.
Are you venomous?
Highly.
I'm highly venomous. No.
Don't bite me.
[Jessica groans]
What?
I hate that thing.
You know I hate that thing.
What thing?
The prop?
It's a prop that could
literally slice our
jugulars open
while I'm sleeping.
[Bowie moans]
I would never.
Mm-hmm. Just get rid of it.
I'm getting rid of it.
I'm going.
It's going away.
It's gone.
[coffee machine whirring]
Ugh.
Bible Bitch is at it again.
Fuck her.
Yeah, but does she not
have anything better to do
with her time?
She just is so rude.
Look at this.
I'm an unsolicited comment
on my appearance away
from going postal myself.
Wow.
[phone vibrating]
Wait.
Cross your fingers.
Hello?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
I thought they
already casted that.
So, she's out and I'm in?
Thanks.
I booked it.
What, the superhero one?
Wait, wait, I thought they
gave it to that white girl
that talks like this
all the time.
Yeah,
but she like posted some selfie
over at the Holocaust
memorial and she got canceled.
Oh, whatever. She's canceled.
Now we can be happy.
- Yay!
- [Jessica giggling]
I'm so happy for you!
I have to go pack because
I have fitting tomorrow
in London,
which is crazy. Like...
[imitates explosion]
Oh my God! I'll get...
Whoa!
[Jessica] Hey Siri,
what's the weather like
in London right now?
[Jessica squeals]
Okay, so don't forget to water
the plants and feed yourself.
[Bowie] In that order?
Oh, and the pool guys
are coming next week
and I think
we're almost outta coffee.
I might not make it till you
get back, if that's the case.
- Let me get that for you.
- Thank you so much.
The cops around here
are really nice.
And you know where to
find the Xannys, right?
The Adderall,
if you need one or several.
Hey, hey.
Kill it out there, okay?
I think that that's more
on brand for you, babe.
Sorry, um,
Jessica Jennings, right?
Yeah, that's me.
I hate to be that guy
but my wife and I are
huge "Eternal Wake" fans.
[Jessica] Oh, thank you!
And you're somebody, too...
Um, this is my friend Bowie.
Who would it be cool
to ask you
if I could take a picture?
For my wife.
Of course. Yeah.
Oh, hell yeah.
Call me when you get there?
- I love you...
- [car door slams]
[phone dings]
[energetic rock music]
[Bowie voice recording]
So you're a killer,
but is there anything
that can kill you?
Curious about that myself.
I mean, the prospect of eternity
sounds pretty fucking boring,
doesn't it?
[Bowie voice recording]
Can you at least tell us
why you're here?
Well, I'm a vampire.
[Bowie voice recording]
Yeah, and?
And you wanted to film me
doing vampire stuff.
Is that right?
[Ryan] Yeah, that's right.
I mean, that's the idea.
What do you wanna see?
[Ryan] I wanna see it all.
As you wish.
[Bowie hisses]
[Ryan] Cut, print,
check the gate.
- Yeah?
- [Ryan] Yeah. You killed it.
All right.
Well, as long as it's tolerable,
I guess,
- with this material.
- Of course.
I'm your good luck charm, remember?
That is right.
Who could forget?
Cute.
Oh yeah.
That's the night we met.
Wow. You don't waste
any time now, do you?
You know, you might be
the only human
to slut shame me
and live to tell the tale.
Oh, we got another one.
Look at that.
"I got something you
can do with that mouth.
"Make you gag on my cock
till you beg me to stop
and rail you till you call
me Daddy, you fucking cun..."
- Okay, yeah, no. Oh.
- Yeah.
These are married guys.
- Like with kids.
- [Ryan] Yeah.
That one's actually
an elected government official.
Yeah, this is exactly why I
don't do social media anymore.
Some of 'em are nice.
Some of them are just
shitty about my veganism.
Some of them
just want feet pics.
That's a pretty
lucrative market.
[Bowie] Yeah,
tell me about it.
- From what I know.
- Right.
From all your experience
in the field.
[Ryan laughs]
Yeah, you could fund your
movie with those things.
I feel like my feet
are more likely
to end up on Creepypasta.
[Bowie laughs]
How's it going, by the way?
They shot me down.
What?
I thought you were in prep.
Yeah, they...
They want to cast a "name."
Oh.
But, I mean...
I really fought for you,
Bowie.
Congrats.
I can't wait to see it.
Yeah, I know you.
- I know what you're thinking.
- Do you?
You want to go on a rant
about my male privilege
and nepotism,
and the meritocracy
is complete bullshit,
- all the classic hits.
- Am I ranting?
And I've been working
on this project
for like half a year now,
and I just don't see
why you can't be happy
for me right now.
I'm happy for you.
I mean, if my daddy was
an investment banker,
I'd be even happier.
Yeah, I'm gonna go.
Ryan.
I'm sorry.
I just don't know
why I'm not enough.
You know that's not
what it is, right?
Look, you're just in
a lull period.
But in the meantime, why don't
you just make your own shit?
Yeah, it's really good advice.
No, really.
Like, you know what they say.
Write what you know.
And when this movie's over,
I'll help you
get yours out there.
You would do that?
Bowie,
I live for this shit.
[door creaks]
[door closes]
[muffled electronic music]
[insects chirping]
[creepy circus music]
[computer dings]
[creepy circus music continues]
[Bowie typing]
[insects chirping]
[online ad plays indistinctly]
[Bowie sighs]
[classical music]
[phone vibrates]
[Bowie groans]
Hey Scott,
this is Bowie Davidson.
This is from your coworkers,
wishing you a happy birthday.
Hope it's killer!
Hey, Jeremy.
This is from the team
telling you
that the circus has left town,
bitch...
[phone vibrating]
[phone dinging]
[suspenseful music]
[classical music continues]
[classical music intensifies]
I'm fine
I went too
Do you like me?
When I'm alone
What do you see?
Who are we gonna blame now?
Who are we gonna blame now?
Oh, stop fucking with me
Fine
Watch me
Fuck me
I'm fine
I'm just falling into line
And we're in and out
Of consistency
It's just fine to blame
Other people
For your problems
But we seek solutions
And you don't
Wanna solve them
I'm fine
I'm fine
You're all mine
Watch me
Fuck me
I'm fine
I'm just falling into line
Who are we gonna blame now?
Who are we gonna blame now?
Who are we gonna blame now?
You shove your hand
In my mouth
Watch me
Fuck me
I'm fine
I'm just falling into line
[Bowie snoring]
[insects chirping]
[suspenseful music]
[Bowie moans]
[car alarm sounds]
[Bowie sighs]
[insects chirping]
[Bowie urinating]
[insects chirping]
[door creaking]
[suspenseful music continues]
[toilet flushes]
[suspenseful music continues]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Bowie groans]
[stairs creaking]
[Bowie yawns]
[keyboard typing]
[phone dinging]
Nice. Good fucking job.
[insects chirping]
[door thuds]
Hmm.
Do you like me?
When I'm alone
What do you see?
Hard to believe
no one will hire this.
[chuckles]
[suspenseful music]
[intense music]
[Bowie breathes heavily]
[pounding on door]
[Bowie speaking indistinctly]
[Bowie crying]
[intense music continues]
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
[intense music continues]
[switch flips in distance]
Fuck.
[machine beeping]
[phone dialing]
Oh, fuck.
[intense music]
[door creaks]
[eerie music]
[floor creaking]
[insects chirping]
[stairs creaking]
You wanna play?!
[Bowie gasps]
[intense music]
[Clown Boi groans]
[Clown Boi panting]
Wait. Stop.
Wait. Stop, stop.
Stop.
I wasn't gonna hurt you, okay?
I swear.
I was just playing.
It was just a sick fantasy, okay?
I'm fucked up!
Okay?
I wasn't gonna hurt you.
Please don't hurt me.
Here. Here.
Here.
You can call the cops if
you want, okay?
I promise I won't hurt you.
I swear. Please just...
I'll leave, I'll leave, okay?
I promise.
Just call the cops.
[machete thumps]
Fuck!
Fuck!
God damn it!
Fucking...
Fuck you, you fucking bitch!
[machete slices]
[Clown Boi choking]
[eerie music]
[Clown Boi coughing]
[suspenseful music]
- [door pounding]
- Atlanta Police. Open up.
[door pounding]
[door pounding]
Police.
[door creaking]
I'm Officer Aguire.
I was alerted of 911 call you
placed that was disconnected.
Is everything okay?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everything... Everything's fine.
There was a crazy fan here
earlier when I called.
You had someone
inside your home?
No.
No, he didn't get inside.
[radio speaking indistinctly]
Well, can you give me
a description
of this individual, Miss...
Davidson. Uh...
It was dark.
I didn't get a good look.
White guy.
So you're certain
it was a male?
I think so.
He was wearing a mask,
so it was hard to tell.
What kind of mask?
A robbery mask.
Like black with the eye holes.
How about how tall would
you say this individual was?
Uh... not-not too tall.
Not too short.
If you had to guess.
I don't know,
how tall are you?
Like, your height?
And you sure you
haven't seen this person
since you called 911?
No.
No you're not sure, or
no you haven't seen them?
No, I haven't seen him.
He's... gone.
Do you mind if I come inside,
take a look around?
Just to make sure
everything is okay?
In the meantime,
you could wait in my patrol car
where it's safe, just until
I can clear the house.
No, that's very kind. Um...
Thank you.
It-it's okay.
I checked all the windows.
I checked the doors.
I'm good.
But I'm so sorry to
have wasted your time.
[radio speaking indistinctly]
I'll get it out as
a suspicious person,
male build, in the area.
We'll keep an eye out for you.
Thank you.
If you see
or hear anything concerning,
just give us a call.
Yeah, yeah.
I'll call you.
Thank you.
You have a nice night, miss.
Yeah, you too.
Thanks.
[Bowie sighs]
[car drives away]
[eerie music]
[dark music]
[dark music continues]
[phone vibrates]
It's your lucky day, baby.
[intense electronic music]
[energetic rock music]
Holy shit.
Thank you.
Another clown, huh?
Yeah. Is that okay?
I just...
I got this.
You call twice a week,
and now you're shy?
Yeah. No.
No, no, no, no.
No more talking.
That's what I was thinking, too.
Hey, should I follow you?
I'm just gonna follow you.
Hey, this is...
This is a weird place you got.
I'm kinda into it!
[laughs]
Hey, where'd you go?
[intense music]
[eerie distant voices]
[KillerKlown88 groaning]
There he is.
Oh, what the-
Kind of you to join us.
We're just making a little
motion picture here.
And this is a camera.
It's a series of mirrors
and glass.
And it's showing
your pretty face.
Look at that.
Oh, it hurts.
- [Bowie] Your head hurt?
- Uh-huh.
Yeah, Sorry about that.
Art is pain sometimes.
[KillerKlown88 laughs]
[Bowie giggles]
So listen,
I want you to have autonomy,
so I'm gonna
take this thing off.
Don't make it weird, all right?
Blink if you understand.
This is some kinky shit.
[Bowie laughs]
Yeah, you could say that.
Is that real?
- This?
- Mm-hmm.
[Bowie laughs]
[clang]
Okay, you're fuckin' psycho.
[both laugh]
You people think you can
get away with anything.
[KillerKlown88 laughs]
And you're right, but we play
by different rules in here.
Listen, um, so funny story.
I went through your DMs.
And, uh,
and I'm a little confused
because I'm kind of old
for your taste.
That was...
Okay, that was a mistake.
I...
Yeah. I feel like a mistake
is something you do one time.
Well...
Look...
Okay.
[laughs]
Okay, I'm sorry.
[Bowie laughs]
Right? 'Cause...
I'm not really like...
asking their age...
You're not checking IDs
at the door.
[Bowie laughs]
You're so silly.
It's fun!
[both laughing]
[KillerKlown88 screams]
God damn!
Oh, fucking shit!
What the fuck?!
Oh!
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't forget to smile
for the camera.
You look so much prettier
when you smile.
Okay. You know what?
[KillerKlown88 screaming]
You have a little bit of
trouble taking direction.
Let's try something else,
shall we?
Thumbs up if you're having fun.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no,
wait, wait, wait!
[screams]
That went pretty well.
You know what?
One more for safety, okay?
No, no, no, no,
wait, wait, wait, wait!
[screams]
[intense music]
[KillerKlown88 screaming]
No, no, no!
No, no, no, no!
No, please don't!
No, no!
[KillerKlown88 groaning]
[KillerKlown88 screams]
[eerie music]
[Bowie laughing]
[KillerKlown88 screaming]
[KillerKlown88 groaning]
[eerie music continues]
[birds chirping]
[phone dings]
[Bowie sighs]
[phone dings]
[Bowie groans]
[intense rock music]
[cars honking]
[Bowie inhales]
[muffled music]
[car honking]
[sensual music]
[suspenseful music]
Bowie...
You look...
Femme enough for you?
Oh yeah.
It's nice to see a woman who
likes to take care of a man.
It's a rare thing these days.
No steak?
I am a red-blooded American boy.
With needs.
Don't I know it.
So Bowie,
I take it the man of the house
is otherwise
engaged this evening?
That's very
presumptive of you.
Well, no offense, but
you're not that big of a star.
But it's good
that you found someone,
you're not leaching
off the system.
You know,
as much as I hate social media
for the way it
suppresses free speech
and the way it might be turning
my wife into a socialist,
how else would I be here,
now...
with you.
How long
have you been married?
That's not something
I wanna talk about.
You brought her up, silly.
So, why me?
Why you?
What can I say?
You're a beautiful girl.
Well, what is it about me
you like so much?
I simply enjoy the
company of beautiful women.
Interesting.
You were very forward
in your DMs.
You were hot in that movie.
There you go.
And you're
really hot right now.
That's it.
I've jerked off so many
times looking at you.
[laughs]
So you gonna fuck me, or what?
[music distorts]
Is that a camera?
So?
No, hold on...
[intense music]
[SouthernGentleman74 groaning]
Buenos dias.
What the fuck?
What the fuck is...
What is this?
Who are you?
[groans]
Oh, no.
Oh.
Listen,
I got a question for you.
Do you think a sex tape
would help your campaign?
What the fuck are you doing?
Who-who put you up to this?
Read this to me.
What?
Read it.
Why?
You really don't want
me to ask you again.
"I got something that you
could do with that mouth.
"Make you gag on my cock
till you beg me to stop
"and I'll rail you
till you call me Daddy,
you fucking cunt."
Mmm.
"Call me Daddy."
That's spicy. I like that.
Please just take my wallet.
Take everything out of it.
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
I already did.
You you can
log onto my bank account.
- [Bowie] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- You can have everything.
No, I already did all that.
I already did all that.
What I want is for
you to whip out that hog
I've heard so much about
because you
were gonna give it to me good.
No, no, no.
Please.
But all your interns
have seen it.
Those cases were dismissed.
I settled half of 'em
outta court.
There's no...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
God damn it. God damn it.
I gotta tell you.
It's a sad looking dick.
What can we do about that?
What the fuck?
Just...
My wife, my kids!
Oh, I am doing them a favor.
Oh, Christ. Oh, fuck.
Call me Daddy.
Jesus Christ.
Daddy!
Daddy, daddy!
Daddy! Daddy!
[cries]
[shears slice]
Is that a camera?
So?
[intense music]
No!
My wife, my kids!
Daddy!
We still need a third act,
don't we?
There's more love on the TV
I wish it was with me
But I don't love anyone
The way that I love you
The way that I love you
Your new girl, she hates me
She acts like
You never dated me
Don't talk to me
When you're talkin' to her
When you're talkin' to her
[intense rock music]
[keyboard typing]
There's more love on the TV
I wish it was with me
But I don't love anyone
The way that I love you
The way that I love you
Your new girl, she hates me
She acts like
You never dated me
[song fades]
[suspenseful music]
[door knocking]
[phone vibrating]
[handle rattling]
[door knocking]
[suspenseful music continues]
[phone dings]
[Bowie sighs]
[car alarm sounds]
[car beeps]
[door knocking]
[Bowie sighs]
[door knocking]
What the fuck, Bowie?
I always set my alarm off
by accident.
- It's really fuckin' stupid.
- What the fuck is going on?
- Were you hiding from me?
- No, nothing.
Jessica's freaking out.
Why are you guys freaking out?
Don't raise your voice
right now.
[Ryan] I'm not raising
my voice right now.
Just come inside.
Just get in here.
Stop yelling
and just come inside.
I'm not yelling, either.
[Bowie] Just, look,
I need space.
From everyone, okay?
No. Okay, I get that.
But you could've
just told me or Jessica.
What are you,
my fucking parole officer?
I don't like people
just fucking showing up.
I just needed to know
that you were okay.
All right,
if something happened to you...
I can take care of myself.
No, I...
I know that.
All right?
But I also know
how you can spiral.
Especially when you're
holed up in place like this
like you're fuckin'
Citizen Kane in Xanadu.
You put up with my
bullshit very gracefully.
I'd put up with anything.
I've never been
this close to your face.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have done that.
I took your advice.
I can't be held responsible
for any advice I've given.
I'm working on something.
Oh my God.
Oh wow.
Oh my God. That's great.
Shit. Can I see it?
Not yet.
But when it's done,
I want you to be the first to.
Absolutely. Yeah, sure. Yeah.
Do you wanna crash at my place?
Or, like,
I could maybe crash here?
Like, on a couch or something.
Just so you
don't have to be alone.
I'll be okay.
Thanks.
Um...
Why now?
[Bowie] Bye, Ryan.
[opera music]
Cute.
So do you work
for her full-time?
[Bowie] More of a freelancer.
Smart girl.
You know, financial independence
is the first step
toward total independence.
And the reason why
people hated whores
at the turn of the century.
I am glad you reached out.
When you have
the kind of reach she does,
you can corrupt people just
as easily as inspire them.
Well, as you can imagine,
there are a number of
things we have to keep
out of the public eye.
If you know what I mean.
[glasses clink]
Well, she certainly has
no problem posting photos
where she's half naked
or drinking at some party.
It's the darker stuff
actually. Yeah.
The drug use. Self harm.
Don't even get me
started on her sexuality.
Oh my.
Is she... a dyke?
Worse.
Bisexual.
So there's still hope.
You can see why
we need your help.
You know, rehabilitation
takes continued work
for the rest of your life,
but it can be done.
I'm 12 years sober myself,
so I should know.
I didn't wanna be rude.
I know how important it can be
to get young women
on the right path.
Is Jessica joining us?
Afraid not.
[object thumps]
[classical music]
[SoccerMom237 panting]
[SoccerMom237 panting]
[gun firing]
[Bowie groans]
[Bowie groans]
[SoccerMom237 groans]
[Bowie screams]
[both panting]
[SoccerMom237 groans]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[Bowie laughs]
Would you believe me if I
said it was self-defense?
[laughs]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[dark music]
[SoccerMom237 groaning]
[muffled] What the fuck?
[SoccerMom237 speaking
indistinctly]
Did you know that during
the Salem Witch trials,
most of the accusations
came from other women?
Little history lesson for you.
[SoccerMom237 cries]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[SoccerMom237 screams]
The child not embraced
by the village
will burn it down to
feel its warmth.
[SoccerMom237 screams]
[opera music]
[Bowie panting]
[Bowie groans]
[Bowie groans]
[opera music continues]
[opera music continues]
[Bowie breathing heavily]
[eerie music]
[Bowie sobbing]
[Bowie laughing]
[eerie music continues]
[Bowie laughing]
[eerie music continues]
[Bowie exhales]
[phone dialing]
[phone ringing]
[Operator] 911,
what's your emergency?
[Bowie sobbing]
Hello?
Hello? Anyone there?
[Bowie laughing]
[Bowie] The cliff's edge
used to seem so far away
until one day, my toes
were hanging off the edge.
[Bowie laughing]
And it just felt like
I thought they
were gonna push me.
[Bowie laughing]
So I jumped.
[eerie music fades out]
[eerie music pulses]
[man vomits]
[Jessica] I'm honestly
still in shock.
Um, I'm-I'm devastated.
And my heart
goes out to the victims
of this senseless tragedy.
I really only agreed
to be part of the film
to honor their memory,
but also to expose the things
that people are going through
that we just don't know.
[Interviewer] But people might
ask, why play the killer?
Especially considering
your personal connection
to the story.
Do you think that might
affect your ability
to play the character
objectively?
I was close enough to Bowie
to see that she had her demons.
And maybe I could've
helped quiet some of those.
Obviously, there were some that
she couldn't even hear, so...
Next question.
[Reporter 1] It appears
the breakout star
of the hit TV series
"Eternal Wake,"
Jessica Jennings,
looks to be
the next scream queen.
[Reporter 2] ...a new true
crime podcast series
based on the true story
of actress turned killer
Bowie Davidson,
who infamously murdered
four people over two days
in her friend's home
in Atlanta, Georgia.
[Reporter 3 ] The hit
true crime podcast
"The Killer Clown Killer"
is now being adapted
into a special limited series
starring none other
than Jessica Jennings...
[Podcaster] I guess signing
autographs for 20 bucks a pop
wasn't doing it for her anymore.
[Reporter 4] Everyone knows
the story of Bowie Davidson,
the B movie actress
who herself became the killer...
[Podcaster 2] But the real
crime was the haircut.
[reporters speaking
indistinctly]
[Podcaster] ...studios
but Jessica Jennings
in particular
have no business...
[reporters speaking
indistinctly]
[Reporters] The only
question that remains
for this story is,
"What's next?"
[gentle ukulele music]
[Podcaster] It's kind of
the cost of doing business.
It's like...
I mean, here's the thing, right?
I mean, look at this way.
If you're an actor,
if you've made your living
by literally just being
attractive in front of a camera,
I mean, I hate to say it,
but you kinda
signed up for this, right?
I mean, you know,
dealing with creepy fans
is kind of the cost
of doing business.
It's like, uh, it's like CTE
with football players.
Like you signed on
the dotted line, pal.
Or gal.
I guess they let girls
play football these days.
That's a whole other thing.
But look,
it's not like no one told you
football was a contact sport.
It is what it is.
You know, it sucks.
But if you wanna be successful,
some parts of it
are gonna suck, right?
I mean, am I wrong?
Am I gonna get canceled
for saying this?
You never know these days,
but you know, anyway.
I wanna hear you say it
Don't wanna need to rephrase
I wanna hear you say it
Don't wanna need to rephrase
You love to feel this way
So you scream, could it be?
You give it all away
Admission free, could it be?
I can hear but I cannot see
I can hear but I can't see
I can hear but I cannot see
Cry baby
I want you to write it down
It's not you, it's me
Why I keep coming around
I want you to write it down
It's not you, it's me
Why I keep coming around
You love to feel this way
So you scream, could it be?
You give it all away
Admission free, could it be?
I can hear but I cannot see
I can hear but I can't see
I can hear but I cannot see
Crybaby
[digital distortion]