Shriek (2023) Movie Script
1
I'm going to be a movie star.
I'm going to marry
Prince Charming.
Who do you think
Prince Charming's
going to marry, a
beautiful actress?
What are you doing?
- Painting sunglasses.
- It's my doll anyway.
- No, it's mine!
- She looks like me.
No!
It's terrible to see a
young woman like that.
They said the driver walked
away without a scratch.
So sad.
And on her big day.
She looks familiar.
You didn't hear?
Her twin sister is Alexis McCoy,
THE Alexis McCoy.
I heard her last movie
ended her in rehab.
I wonder if she'll come visit.
Careful with that, Beatrice.
It's not replaceable.
Alexis, your sister is here.
Shit! Shit!
Sandra.
Alexis, you're looking well.
How can you tell?
Just assumed. Scoot.
So, where's Prince Charming?
Okay.
Drink?
I have Kentucky whiskey.
I know it's your favorite.
No, thank you.
Fine. I'll drink alone.
So, are you coming
to Thanksgiving?
No.
- Charlotte will be there.
- She's flying in from Guam
on the 16th, I believe.
Heard she's been getting worse.
I have other plans actually.
So what is it that you want?
Money?
Look at me.
I can't see.
I can't walk.
Money doesn't mean shit to me.
Then what?
When we were kids,
we'd share everything.
Yeah.
We'd share every doll,
toy, and even our room.
Do you remember
that Betty Button doll,
the one with the
curly brown hair?
My mother
would only buy us one doll.
I guess she wanted us to learn
it's a connection that
others don't understand.
Look, I'm sure
there's a point to this,
but I've got three
meetings this afternoon.
I'm putting you in touch with
the best doctors in the city.
I'm sure they'll
be able to help.
And I really wish you'd
come to Thanksgiving.
You know, Charlotte
would really appreciate it.
Hey, I'll save you a turkey leg.
See you soon.
Your 2 o'clock is here.
Patchouli.
Lovely.
You don't have an appointment.
I didn't know I needed one.
The door says,
by appointment only.
As you can see, I'm blind.
And him?
Sandra: Dyslexic.
So what do you
want? You look familiar.
This is my sister.
Alexis McCoy.
I see the resemblance.
Yes, but with several
distinct differences.
I see.
I want these,
and these,
and while we're at
it, I'd like these, too.
How much do you got?
Plenty from my settlement.
First I must make these
two dolls in your image.
The photo of your
sister will help.
How long is this going to take?
It will happen within the hour.
Once I have these two dolls
and a drop of your blood
oh, sorry, forgot
to mention that...
I can begin the transference.
The transference
is very accurate.
Any imperfection that
may exist in the donor
will be transferred to you.
Please, my sister is perfect.
Well, then, let's begin.
Give me your hand.
This never happened. Understand?
Bye.
Woohoo!
Wooo, motherfuckers!
Wooo!
I want to call Ben.
Ben?
It's me, Sandra.
We can get married now.
What?
You're engaged?
It's only been six months.
Shit! Shit!
My leg. I can't bend my knee.
Shit, shit!
Burned over 95% of her body.
Poor bastard that was with her
was burned beyond recognition.
What happened?
Not really sure.
Knee locked up
on the accelerator.
Looks like she has
rheumatoid arthritis.
She has family
here to visit her.
Show them in.
Hey. You're not looking so good.
Sorry it took me so
long to come visit.
I remember, when we were kids...
Mom used to tell us to share.
Neither of you really
learned that lesson
'til now.
I love you, sis.
First, the girl lost her leg
and then ODs at
her sister's house.
And Alexis gets in an
accident on the way there.
And the third
sister gets her liver
after being on the
wait list for three years.
It's like a Lifetime movie.
I'd hate to be at their
Thanksgiving dinner.
Yeah, I just don't get it.
He wouldn't run away,
and even if he did,
wouldn't he take his
stuff with him, huh,
his shoes, his phone.
What's she saying?
Sweetie?
Yeah, yeah, just keep
an ear open, you know,
if you hear anything.
Thanks, bye.
Anything?
No, but she said
she'd let us know
if her kids hear anything.
Did you know he
borrowed the camera?
He was probably using it
to record his speech for class.
Should we check it out?
Couldn't hurt.
You know, I told Tommy
about what's been going on here
at night, and he
didn't believe me,
so I'm going to prove it.
And sure as fruit snacks
tomorrow, here I come.
I shut that window every night.
And every morning, it's
open, and I'm freezing.
We're on the
third floor, sweetie.
Okay.
Tommy, you'll
see, I'm not a liar.
- What is he talking about?
- I have no idea.
Well, did he talk
to you about this?
Amanda, I don't know
what he's talking about.
It's those damn scary
movies you let him watch.
Just fast-forward this part.
This is ridiculous, nothing.
There, stop
it, stop it, stop it.
What is that?
Is it real?
What is this?
I, stop it, I can't listen!
I don't know.
I am a human heart-eater.
Wait,
somebody just left it there?
That doesn't make any sense.
Yeah, it was just there
when I opened the door.
It was so weird.
So you're gonna show it to me?
Yes, but you're not
going to be seeing it tonight.
Come on, babe.
I wanna see it,
just bring it over.
We could have some fun with it.
I told you, I'll
bring it by tomorrow.
Oh, you're no fun.
Your loss.
Anyway, I gotta get some sleep.
See you tomorrow.
Okay, cool. Bye.
What's she want?
Heyo!
Hey, Beck, what's up?
Hey, I was calling to
see how your date went,
and to make sure you
got the salmon, right?
Yeah, I got the salmon.
I mean, you were bugging
me so much about it,
I had to see what
the fuss was about.
I told you.
So how was the girl?
Um, a little too
Hollywood for me.
She was namedropping
like crazy the whole date.
Well I mean, you live in L.A.
You kind of gotta
expect that, right?
Yeah, I guess.
But what do you know?
You only been here for like
what, three, four weeks now?
Uh, 25 days at midnight tonight.
Plus I've seen movies, Bobbo.
But either way, I'll probably
be gone before you know it.
I'm, I'm really going through a
nomad phase right now.
Freaking Dave, man, come on.
Dave left the door open again!
Seriously?
Come on, bro.
Dave!
What is it, like the fourth
time now or something?
Something like that.
I swear, if he had his
own place, he would die!
Is he out tonight?
I'm not sure.
Actually, I haven't
spoken to him all day.
Um, Dave?
What about you?
What are you doing?
Honestly, working.
It sucks.
Really?
Yeah.
It's nonstop.
- What do you even do, Becky?
- You're so vague about it.
Nothing.
Dave!
Sorry this conversation sucks,
I'm just trying to get
some lights on in here.
Uh, this is really
creeping me out now.
Hey, no worries.
Uh, listen, I could bring
over, like, a flashlight
and/or a bib in
case you brought me
some extra salmon
leftover from your date.
I am so hungry.
Oh, um, dang, one second, Bobby.
I think, I think
someone's at the door.
Uh, I'm sorry, what?
You know what, Becky?
I might take you
up on that offer.
I don't even know where Dave is.
Plus I could use the company.
Becky?
Becky?
Becky?
He did have the salmon.
Philip: Hello?
Clerk: Good evening, sir.
Just checking to see if you
need anything in your room.
No, I'm fine.
Clerk: We can give
you a wake-up call
in the morning if you want one.
No, I'm fine.
Clerk: Okay, well enjoy
your stay at Sleep Well Hotel.
Thank you.
Clerk: Bye bye.
During what can
only be described as
a crime of passion and jealousy.
Police describe the
scene as tragic and frantic.
Police in Wichita are
looking for this man,
Mr. Philip Davenport, age 31.
He's believed to be at
large in the metro area.
And he's wanted
in connection with
the deaths of at least 12 women.
Police are urging anyone
with information
on his whereabouts
to please call
Crime Stoppers at...
Hello?
No, thank you.
I said, no, thank you.
Cop: Get down on the ground!
Now! Get down!
Philip: Shit.
Who is it?
I told you I didn't
want room service.
All right? The sign
says do not disturb.
Do you speak English?
I'm trying to get
some sleep in here.
Clerk: Front desk.
Yeah, I wanna make a complaint.
Clerk: Okay, sir,
what's your concern?
My concern is your housekeeper
keeps knocking on my door.
All right? I told you
not to send anyone.
I am trying to sleep.
Clerk: Sir, all the housekeepers
left a few minutes ago.
It's probably just a kid from
one of the rooms next to yours.
There's a policeman
on-site, I could send him over?
No, no. Look, it's fine.
Thanks. Look, I just
wanna get some rest.
Clerk: All right,
good night, sir.
Philip: Hello?
Who is it?
Please, please leave me alone.
I just wanna be left alone.
No way.
I'm not in the mood for tricks.
Who are you?
I couldn't control
myself, all right?
There's nothing
good about what I do.
I do it because I have to.
It was you.
You must have killed the others.
The police said there were 12.
I only killed seven.
You're just a copycat.
Trying to take
credit for my work.
I don't take
pleasure in killing.
I just let things
get out of hand.
I bet you do it for
enjoyment, don't you?
All right, if you must know.
I do enjoy it a little.
Not as much as you, I bet.
Not even close.
Who are you? How do you know me?
Just leave me alone!
Shit.
Hello?
What are you?
I understand imitation's
the greatest form of flattery,
but why are you helping me?
Coming for me?
Where do you come from?
What?
Join you? I don't understand.
How? Where?
Is this where you come from?
Partners.
Sarah?
Please.
What do you want?
Do you want me to forget?
He's gone.
I just want us to move forward.
Please.
I'm trying to move forward.
Give me the truck.
Sarah give me the truck.
Happy?
I'm not doing this to upset you.
Okay, I just want
us to get better.
I don't wanna get better.
Where did you put it?
What?
Don't fuck with me, where is it?
Sarah I don't know
what you're talking about.
The truck, Brodie, where is it?
I don't know, where you left it.
It's not there.
Well I didn't touch it.
Sarah?
Sarah?
Sarah?
Sarah!
Sarah what happened?
Sarah.
You see him again?
I'm.
No you're not, okay,
remember what Dr. Clark said.
Seeing Chris is just hoping...
It's not Christopher.
Just tell me what to okay?
How can I help you?
What do you want from me?
Leave me alone.
I love you.
Hello?
Sam, how was
your first night alone, since?
You feel any
better, sleep a little?
Not really, I mean,
I don't think so.
You want me
to come back over tonight?
No, no, don't do that.
You know you
can always move in with me
and Tom, I don't like thinking
about you being all alone
way out there.
Oh I'll live.
Plus you know, Tom hates me.
Listen, can I call you back?
Oh that asshole hates everyone,
call me back, I mean it.
Yeah okay.
Hey, you must be the bug man.
That's me, most people
call me Tim though.
Oh it's uh, it's actually
around the house,
well uh under it.
Oh I didn't realize I'm
half naked, I'll show you.
Got a family of
'coons living under there huh?
Yeah something like
that, whatever it is, it's big,
bumps up against
the floorboards.
Hmm, no critter
too tough to gitter.
Nice, they make you say that?
Made it up myself.
Oh.
Well, I'll go check her
out, come back with the bill
when I'm done.
Yeah, okay.
Sand in eyes after sleep.
The Sandman is a
mythical character in
central and northern
European folklore
who brings good dreams
by sprinkling magical sand
onto the eyes of children
while they sleep at night.
Hmm...
Black sand in eyes after sleep.
A distant and much older
cousin of the Sandman,
this demon was believed to
cause sleepwalking among
the people of Native
American tribes,
who eventually wandered
off into the forest.
The alleged victims
were found dead.
Their eyes plucked out.
This creature's original
name directly translates
to Walker of Dreams, but
most people today know him
as the Sleepwalker.
Okay it says, many if not
all of the alleged victims
showed similar symptoms,
sleepwalking and black sand
in their eyes when they woke up.
Be serious Sam.
I am, I didn't believe
it but that's the first
thing that Google pulled
up, is that a coincidence.
Probably.
Look, okay, back
then people would blame
the medicine woman or whatever
for conjuring the Sleepwalker
because all of the victims
were using her herbs.
Smoking a little herb huh?
No asshole, stuff to help
them sleep for depression.
Okay, it says that some believe
that by taking the medicine
and forcing sleep on one's
restless or tortured spirit,
the demon was conjured as
some sort of punishment from
the moon.
Oh
My God, stop, you're killing me.
I'm glad you find this funny.
Seriously, if
you wanna go soul-searching,
my grandmother goes to
some hippy church in the field.
She can swing by
on her way tomorrow.
Okay, I'm hanging up now.
Oh come on,
what you're reading is an old
cautionary tale, not some
scientific fact or whatever.
I guarantee you probably
were sleepwalking again
and got some dirt in your eyes.
Yeah, probably.
I just thought it was eerily
similar to my situation though.
Just all these weird dreams
I've been having about
James and then whatever's
under our, my house.
Well whatever
was living under your house
is probably being served
for dinner at Critter Gitter's
house right now.
So you have nothing
to worry about.
Not arguing with
you on that one.
All right I think I'm
gonna go and take a nap.
Oh my God you're so lazy.
Don't judge me, monkey.
So am I picking you up
on the way to work Monday?
We miss you.
Hmm, we'll see.
Well I'm here
for you if you need anything,
sweet dreams.
Later, tater.
- Trish?
- Sam?
This thing, there's, there's
something in my house, it...
Sam!
It attacked me Trish, its
eyes, its fucking eyes are...
Sam did you sleep-dial me again?
Sam if you can hear
this, go back to bed,
I'll be over in the
morning, love you.
What no, I?
Trish, Trish?
Damn it.
911, 911.
James?
James is that you?
James say something!
Hi, good morning.
Today is
day 149
out of a possible 150.
Again, my name was Captain
Dominic James Palma II
of the third infantry unit.
There's a lot of them out there,
so just remember that mine
was code name Black Snake,
code number 8052.
It may sound like gibberish,
but believe me, it isn't.
Behind me, on the wall,
um, you'll see a bunch of names.
I wish I could
include some more,
but the older you get,
the more you realize
there's only a select few
that you actually
care to talk to.
Um, in order to save
many, I took a chance.
I don't have any regrets.
I'm just, um,
I'm surprised how
it, how it worked.
My goal is to have these videos
be found online or whatever,
to put these people's
minds at ease,
um, because of
what's happened here.
And what is happening here
has to be seen
to be completely understood.
Uh, well, I guess the
experiment worked,
because, um,
in eight hours,
I'm gonna kill myself.
Fuck.
Subject 4217
progressed to day 149,
further than any
other candidate.
Sir, do you want to continue?
Play the song again.
I'm going to be a movie star.
I'm going to marry
Prince Charming.
Who do you think
Prince Charming's
going to marry, a
beautiful actress?
What are you doing?
- Painting sunglasses.
- It's my doll anyway.
- No, it's mine!
- She looks like me.
No!
It's terrible to see a
young woman like that.
They said the driver walked
away without a scratch.
So sad.
And on her big day.
She looks familiar.
You didn't hear?
Her twin sister is Alexis McCoy,
THE Alexis McCoy.
I heard her last movie
ended her in rehab.
I wonder if she'll come visit.
Careful with that, Beatrice.
It's not replaceable.
Alexis, your sister is here.
Shit! Shit!
Sandra.
Alexis, you're looking well.
How can you tell?
Just assumed. Scoot.
So, where's Prince Charming?
Okay.
Drink?
I have Kentucky whiskey.
I know it's your favorite.
No, thank you.
Fine. I'll drink alone.
So, are you coming
to Thanksgiving?
No.
- Charlotte will be there.
- She's flying in from Guam
on the 16th, I believe.
Heard she's been getting worse.
I have other plans actually.
So what is it that you want?
Money?
Look at me.
I can't see.
I can't walk.
Money doesn't mean shit to me.
Then what?
When we were kids,
we'd share everything.
Yeah.
We'd share every doll,
toy, and even our room.
Do you remember
that Betty Button doll,
the one with the
curly brown hair?
My mother
would only buy us one doll.
I guess she wanted us to learn
it's a connection that
others don't understand.
Look, I'm sure
there's a point to this,
but I've got three
meetings this afternoon.
I'm putting you in touch with
the best doctors in the city.
I'm sure they'll
be able to help.
And I really wish you'd
come to Thanksgiving.
You know, Charlotte
would really appreciate it.
Hey, I'll save you a turkey leg.
See you soon.
Your 2 o'clock is here.
Patchouli.
Lovely.
You don't have an appointment.
I didn't know I needed one.
The door says,
by appointment only.
As you can see, I'm blind.
And him?
Sandra: Dyslexic.
So what do you
want? You look familiar.
This is my sister.
Alexis McCoy.
I see the resemblance.
Yes, but with several
distinct differences.
I see.
I want these,
and these,
and while we're at
it, I'd like these, too.
How much do you got?
Plenty from my settlement.
First I must make these
two dolls in your image.
The photo of your
sister will help.
How long is this going to take?
It will happen within the hour.
Once I have these two dolls
and a drop of your blood
oh, sorry, forgot
to mention that...
I can begin the transference.
The transference
is very accurate.
Any imperfection that
may exist in the donor
will be transferred to you.
Please, my sister is perfect.
Well, then, let's begin.
Give me your hand.
This never happened. Understand?
Bye.
Woohoo!
Wooo, motherfuckers!
Wooo!
I want to call Ben.
Ben?
It's me, Sandra.
We can get married now.
What?
You're engaged?
It's only been six months.
Shit! Shit!
My leg. I can't bend my knee.
Shit, shit!
Burned over 95% of her body.
Poor bastard that was with her
was burned beyond recognition.
What happened?
Not really sure.
Knee locked up
on the accelerator.
Looks like she has
rheumatoid arthritis.
She has family
here to visit her.
Show them in.
Hey. You're not looking so good.
Sorry it took me so
long to come visit.
I remember, when we were kids...
Mom used to tell us to share.
Neither of you really
learned that lesson
'til now.
I love you, sis.
First, the girl lost her leg
and then ODs at
her sister's house.
And Alexis gets in an
accident on the way there.
And the third
sister gets her liver
after being on the
wait list for three years.
It's like a Lifetime movie.
I'd hate to be at their
Thanksgiving dinner.
Yeah, I just don't get it.
He wouldn't run away,
and even if he did,
wouldn't he take his
stuff with him, huh,
his shoes, his phone.
What's she saying?
Sweetie?
Yeah, yeah, just keep
an ear open, you know,
if you hear anything.
Thanks, bye.
Anything?
No, but she said
she'd let us know
if her kids hear anything.
Did you know he
borrowed the camera?
He was probably using it
to record his speech for class.
Should we check it out?
Couldn't hurt.
You know, I told Tommy
about what's been going on here
at night, and he
didn't believe me,
so I'm going to prove it.
And sure as fruit snacks
tomorrow, here I come.
I shut that window every night.
And every morning, it's
open, and I'm freezing.
We're on the
third floor, sweetie.
Okay.
Tommy, you'll
see, I'm not a liar.
- What is he talking about?
- I have no idea.
Well, did he talk
to you about this?
Amanda, I don't know
what he's talking about.
It's those damn scary
movies you let him watch.
Just fast-forward this part.
This is ridiculous, nothing.
There, stop
it, stop it, stop it.
What is that?
Is it real?
What is this?
I, stop it, I can't listen!
I don't know.
I am a human heart-eater.
Wait,
somebody just left it there?
That doesn't make any sense.
Yeah, it was just there
when I opened the door.
It was so weird.
So you're gonna show it to me?
Yes, but you're not
going to be seeing it tonight.
Come on, babe.
I wanna see it,
just bring it over.
We could have some fun with it.
I told you, I'll
bring it by tomorrow.
Oh, you're no fun.
Your loss.
Anyway, I gotta get some sleep.
See you tomorrow.
Okay, cool. Bye.
What's she want?
Heyo!
Hey, Beck, what's up?
Hey, I was calling to
see how your date went,
and to make sure you
got the salmon, right?
Yeah, I got the salmon.
I mean, you were bugging
me so much about it,
I had to see what
the fuss was about.
I told you.
So how was the girl?
Um, a little too
Hollywood for me.
She was namedropping
like crazy the whole date.
Well I mean, you live in L.A.
You kind of gotta
expect that, right?
Yeah, I guess.
But what do you know?
You only been here for like
what, three, four weeks now?
Uh, 25 days at midnight tonight.
Plus I've seen movies, Bobbo.
But either way, I'll probably
be gone before you know it.
I'm, I'm really going through a
nomad phase right now.
Freaking Dave, man, come on.
Dave left the door open again!
Seriously?
Come on, bro.
Dave!
What is it, like the fourth
time now or something?
Something like that.
I swear, if he had his
own place, he would die!
Is he out tonight?
I'm not sure.
Actually, I haven't
spoken to him all day.
Um, Dave?
What about you?
What are you doing?
Honestly, working.
It sucks.
Really?
Yeah.
It's nonstop.
- What do you even do, Becky?
- You're so vague about it.
Nothing.
Dave!
Sorry this conversation sucks,
I'm just trying to get
some lights on in here.
Uh, this is really
creeping me out now.
Hey, no worries.
Uh, listen, I could bring
over, like, a flashlight
and/or a bib in
case you brought me
some extra salmon
leftover from your date.
I am so hungry.
Oh, um, dang, one second, Bobby.
I think, I think
someone's at the door.
Uh, I'm sorry, what?
You know what, Becky?
I might take you
up on that offer.
I don't even know where Dave is.
Plus I could use the company.
Becky?
Becky?
Becky?
He did have the salmon.
Philip: Hello?
Clerk: Good evening, sir.
Just checking to see if you
need anything in your room.
No, I'm fine.
Clerk: We can give
you a wake-up call
in the morning if you want one.
No, I'm fine.
Clerk: Okay, well enjoy
your stay at Sleep Well Hotel.
Thank you.
Clerk: Bye bye.
During what can
only be described as
a crime of passion and jealousy.
Police describe the
scene as tragic and frantic.
Police in Wichita are
looking for this man,
Mr. Philip Davenport, age 31.
He's believed to be at
large in the metro area.
And he's wanted
in connection with
the deaths of at least 12 women.
Police are urging anyone
with information
on his whereabouts
to please call
Crime Stoppers at...
Hello?
No, thank you.
I said, no, thank you.
Cop: Get down on the ground!
Now! Get down!
Philip: Shit.
Who is it?
I told you I didn't
want room service.
All right? The sign
says do not disturb.
Do you speak English?
I'm trying to get
some sleep in here.
Clerk: Front desk.
Yeah, I wanna make a complaint.
Clerk: Okay, sir,
what's your concern?
My concern is your housekeeper
keeps knocking on my door.
All right? I told you
not to send anyone.
I am trying to sleep.
Clerk: Sir, all the housekeepers
left a few minutes ago.
It's probably just a kid from
one of the rooms next to yours.
There's a policeman
on-site, I could send him over?
No, no. Look, it's fine.
Thanks. Look, I just
wanna get some rest.
Clerk: All right,
good night, sir.
Philip: Hello?
Who is it?
Please, please leave me alone.
I just wanna be left alone.
No way.
I'm not in the mood for tricks.
Who are you?
I couldn't control
myself, all right?
There's nothing
good about what I do.
I do it because I have to.
It was you.
You must have killed the others.
The police said there were 12.
I only killed seven.
You're just a copycat.
Trying to take
credit for my work.
I don't take
pleasure in killing.
I just let things
get out of hand.
I bet you do it for
enjoyment, don't you?
All right, if you must know.
I do enjoy it a little.
Not as much as you, I bet.
Not even close.
Who are you? How do you know me?
Just leave me alone!
Shit.
Hello?
What are you?
I understand imitation's
the greatest form of flattery,
but why are you helping me?
Coming for me?
Where do you come from?
What?
Join you? I don't understand.
How? Where?
Is this where you come from?
Partners.
Sarah?
Please.
What do you want?
Do you want me to forget?
He's gone.
I just want us to move forward.
Please.
I'm trying to move forward.
Give me the truck.
Sarah give me the truck.
Happy?
I'm not doing this to upset you.
Okay, I just want
us to get better.
I don't wanna get better.
Where did you put it?
What?
Don't fuck with me, where is it?
Sarah I don't know
what you're talking about.
The truck, Brodie, where is it?
I don't know, where you left it.
It's not there.
Well I didn't touch it.
Sarah?
Sarah?
Sarah?
Sarah!
Sarah what happened?
Sarah.
You see him again?
I'm.
No you're not, okay,
remember what Dr. Clark said.
Seeing Chris is just hoping...
It's not Christopher.
Just tell me what to okay?
How can I help you?
What do you want from me?
Leave me alone.
I love you.
Hello?
Sam, how was
your first night alone, since?
You feel any
better, sleep a little?
Not really, I mean,
I don't think so.
You want me
to come back over tonight?
No, no, don't do that.
You know you
can always move in with me
and Tom, I don't like thinking
about you being all alone
way out there.
Oh I'll live.
Plus you know, Tom hates me.
Listen, can I call you back?
Oh that asshole hates everyone,
call me back, I mean it.
Yeah okay.
Hey, you must be the bug man.
That's me, most people
call me Tim though.
Oh it's uh, it's actually
around the house,
well uh under it.
Oh I didn't realize I'm
half naked, I'll show you.
Got a family of
'coons living under there huh?
Yeah something like
that, whatever it is, it's big,
bumps up against
the floorboards.
Hmm, no critter
too tough to gitter.
Nice, they make you say that?
Made it up myself.
Oh.
Well, I'll go check her
out, come back with the bill
when I'm done.
Yeah, okay.
Sand in eyes after sleep.
The Sandman is a
mythical character in
central and northern
European folklore
who brings good dreams
by sprinkling magical sand
onto the eyes of children
while they sleep at night.
Hmm...
Black sand in eyes after sleep.
A distant and much older
cousin of the Sandman,
this demon was believed to
cause sleepwalking among
the people of Native
American tribes,
who eventually wandered
off into the forest.
The alleged victims
were found dead.
Their eyes plucked out.
This creature's original
name directly translates
to Walker of Dreams, but
most people today know him
as the Sleepwalker.
Okay it says, many if not
all of the alleged victims
showed similar symptoms,
sleepwalking and black sand
in their eyes when they woke up.
Be serious Sam.
I am, I didn't believe
it but that's the first
thing that Google pulled
up, is that a coincidence.
Probably.
Look, okay, back
then people would blame
the medicine woman or whatever
for conjuring the Sleepwalker
because all of the victims
were using her herbs.
Smoking a little herb huh?
No asshole, stuff to help
them sleep for depression.
Okay, it says that some believe
that by taking the medicine
and forcing sleep on one's
restless or tortured spirit,
the demon was conjured as
some sort of punishment from
the moon.
Oh
My God, stop, you're killing me.
I'm glad you find this funny.
Seriously, if
you wanna go soul-searching,
my grandmother goes to
some hippy church in the field.
She can swing by
on her way tomorrow.
Okay, I'm hanging up now.
Oh come on,
what you're reading is an old
cautionary tale, not some
scientific fact or whatever.
I guarantee you probably
were sleepwalking again
and got some dirt in your eyes.
Yeah, probably.
I just thought it was eerily
similar to my situation though.
Just all these weird dreams
I've been having about
James and then whatever's
under our, my house.
Well whatever
was living under your house
is probably being served
for dinner at Critter Gitter's
house right now.
So you have nothing
to worry about.
Not arguing with
you on that one.
All right I think I'm
gonna go and take a nap.
Oh my God you're so lazy.
Don't judge me, monkey.
So am I picking you up
on the way to work Monday?
We miss you.
Hmm, we'll see.
Well I'm here
for you if you need anything,
sweet dreams.
Later, tater.
- Trish?
- Sam?
This thing, there's, there's
something in my house, it...
Sam!
It attacked me Trish, its
eyes, its fucking eyes are...
Sam did you sleep-dial me again?
Sam if you can hear
this, go back to bed,
I'll be over in the
morning, love you.
What no, I?
Trish, Trish?
Damn it.
911, 911.
James?
James is that you?
James say something!
Hi, good morning.
Today is
day 149
out of a possible 150.
Again, my name was Captain
Dominic James Palma II
of the third infantry unit.
There's a lot of them out there,
so just remember that mine
was code name Black Snake,
code number 8052.
It may sound like gibberish,
but believe me, it isn't.
Behind me, on the wall,
um, you'll see a bunch of names.
I wish I could
include some more,
but the older you get,
the more you realize
there's only a select few
that you actually
care to talk to.
Um, in order to save
many, I took a chance.
I don't have any regrets.
I'm just, um,
I'm surprised how
it, how it worked.
My goal is to have these videos
be found online or whatever,
to put these people's
minds at ease,
um, because of
what's happened here.
And what is happening here
has to be seen
to be completely understood.
Uh, well, I guess the
experiment worked,
because, um,
in eight hours,
I'm gonna kill myself.
Fuck.
Subject 4217
progressed to day 149,
further than any
other candidate.
Sir, do you want to continue?
Play the song again.