Strix (2021) Movie Script
(whooshing)
(eerie music)
(underbrush crunching)
[Girl 1] Let's take a shortcut.
[Girl 2] You know, these say these woods
are haunted, right?
You don't really believe that, do you?
(synth pop music)
(gunshot)
(synth pop music)
(staticky buzzing)
(eerie music)
(branch cracks) (man gasps)
What happened?
We're tied up.
What the hell is going on?
We've been captured.
Well then who is that?
(lightening strikes) (thunder rumbles)
You have been chosen.
You're not gonna kill us, are you?
Yes.
Shit.
(eerie synth music)
(screaming)
(squelching)
Are you ready to join your friends?
(eerie synth music)
(Laney gasps)
(sighs)
(ominous music)
(synth music)
You again?
So who are you? Like my
bodyguard or something?
Hoo.
Hoo. (Chuckles)
(gasps) Jesus.
Laney, you know, you
can't be late every day.
Mom, you scared the shit outta me.
What, you fall asleep
doing your homework again?
Laney, I swear.
You are so lucky that Trisha
is such an awesome boss.
Yeah, I, I know.
Heaven forbid you use
the hamper I gave you.
(sighs)
I still can't believe I let you get that.
Why my daughter?
Why, Lord?
(Laney sighs)
Well damn, time for work.
See you around.
(camera clicks) (eerie music)
Hey Henson, this is
the new guy, Randolph.
Hey.
I figured I'd bring him in
and show him how to secure a crime scene.
[Detective Henson] Okay. Sure.
This is the Strix killer, isn't it?
- The what?
- Strix.
It's a Latin word. It means owl.
(eerie music)
(Randolph chuckles)
13 cases now and it's always the same.
Family members are left behind,
their bodies all mangled and disfigured.
The child is missing.
And the only thing found are
the black feathers of an owl.
(eerie music)
(sighs)
Look, I've been reading
a lot about this case.
You have a real passion for this, son.
Why thank you, sir.
I hate that.
(Danforth laughs)
So what do you think, sir?
I mean, this is him, right?
Him...
Or them.
What, do you think
this is like multiple perps?
Like a group of serial killers?
A group?
You mean like a cult?
Holy shit.
Yep.
Holy shit about sums it up.
(upbeat techno-pop music)
Order number 54.
Number 55.
Here you go.
What's a four letter
word that ends with a Y?
Gee, I don't know. Lazy?
Maybe.
Ugh, this is really hard.
(Chip clears throat)
[Chip] That's what she said.
[Summer] Chip.
Chip, you can't be behind the counter.
Can't be behind the counter, Chip.
Hey, hon, did she get
any studying done last night?
Hey. Yeah, a little bit.
That's good, that's good.
So, this week it's Chip, huh?
I'm gonna take my break.
Dude, seriously?
Be right back.
You've got 15 minutes.
(eerie music)
(snaps fingers)
Yeah, sorry.
What's wrong?
Did you hear?
- There's been another one.
- Another what?
Kidnapping?
Honey is that what's got you so bothered?
Police are gonna find him hon.
I'll tell you what, why don't you go ahead
and clock out now and we'll
let Summer finish this, okay?
All right.
Hey, come back here with those skates!
Hey Laney.
Hey Frankie.
You going to the party tonight?
I guess.
Well, you look pretty.
(Maggie clears throat)
Hey.
You were supposed to
take me to the skate park.
Oh, crap. Was that today?
I thought you said it was Tuesday.
It is Tuesday.
Oh my God, Maggie. I am so sorry.
I'll make it up to you, okay?
Oh, sweetheart. I need the money.
If you need the money,
then why did you quit
babysitting for my parents?
(soft synth music)
Want a free pizza?
Maybe a cherry Coke to top it off?
Well, it's the least you can do.
(synth music)
Breaking news tonight.
There's been another
kidnapping at the Rio Skating Rink.
Our daughter is everything to us.
I'm here at the Rio Skating Rink
where parents and employees are concerned.
All victims have one thing in common,
they'd been to the
skating rink at least once...
Don't listen to that, okay?
I know that girl. I sit
next to her in art class.
Sweetheart, I'm sorry.
Think they'll find her?
Yes, I do.
Maybe she's at some
friend's house or something.
Gotta go.
Please be careful.
Whoever took her is going to pay.
You hear me?
We will find you.
And when we do...
And do the police have any new leads?
Hailey, baby, are you out there?
Do the police have anything new?
No more questions. That's it!
Leave us alone!
Come on honey.
Is that it?
I guess.
Good job, man.
(sobbing)
- Oh.
Look at me.
We're gonna find her, okay?
Don't worry about anything.
It's gonna be fine. I promise.
Okay.
You go get some sleep.
All right.
(clattering)
(sipping)
You know, you guys are outta creamer.
(sips)
Who in the hell are you?
[Autumn] What's going on out there?
Get my shotgun, babe.
Last chance, asshole.
Who in the fuck are you
and what are you doing drinking my coffee?
Well I'm the guy that's
gonna find your daughter.
(sips)
Stay in there, babe.
It's you.
You're the tracker.
In the flesh.
You know, I ask everyone
out there on the street,
every low life scumbag that I came across
and they told me you're the guy.
Uh huh.
The only problem is
they say you're crazier
than the bag of squirrels.
Is it true?
Are you a fuckin' lunatic?
Let me ask my partner.
Hey, am I crazier than a bag of squirrels?
(scoffs)
Whatever.
(sighs)
Crazy or not, you need me.
And I believe the exact words were $10,000.
(sips)
And you think you can find my daughter?
That's right.
You seem pretty confident.
Why is that?
Well, partner...
'Cause I'm the best there is.
Okay, tough guy.
You're hired.
It's the best decision
you ever made in your life.
Yeah, well let's just hope so.
Get some creamer, for God sakes.
Wait.
How do I contact you?
You don't.
I'll stay in touch.
I don't even know your name, man.
(pills rattle)
(grunts)
Just call me Thief.
(eerie synth music)
Dude, what the hell?
Everybody knows these woods are haunted.
Pffht, whatever.
If I'm not home by dark, my
mom's gonna beat my ass.
I'm more scared of her than I am of ghosts.
But, but... I'll be fine, okay?
Chris, come on man.
(eerie synth music)
Hey Laney, so about the party later,
I was wondering if I pick
you up, can we go together?
Yes. I guess.
Maybe.
(eerie music)
(dramatic music)
(Laney hyperventilating)
What'd you do, man?
(dramatic music) (panting)
Okay, true story.
Swear to God, I was there all
night and he never found out.
Okay, so there we were
bathing in the erotic moonlight,
lost in ectasy. (Rock music)
Tell me that you want me
Tell me that you care
Tell that you seek me, need me
Show me what you bare
(rock music)
(gasps)
Oh, God.
I know, right?
No, dummy.
My husband.
Your husband? (Woman grunts)
(glass shatters)
Sarah?
Just to match your hair
There are no more heroes on the radio
Sarah?
Just a place for your apathy
Sarah thought it would
be best to behind the couch
until her husband fell asleep.
Heroes on the radio
Time to find just where,
where you wanna be
Want to be
So we waited quietly
like two seductive ninjas.
A stealth mission.
Stealth mission to bang.
Okay, so here was our chance,
but just then things
start getting a little hot.
Oh, no way.
Yes way.
Wait.
But I'm married.
I accept you just the way you are.
All right, wait.
I call bullshit.
You're telling me that
you guys banged all night
and her husband sat on the couch?
Big time.
Oh wow.
(clapping)
- Slow clap, slow clap.
- Yeah.
(clapping)
So wait, but weren't you
worried about him waking up?
No way, man.
There's no way this dude was gonna wake up.
How do you know that?
It's easy.
When he wasn't looking,
I snuck a bunch of
sleeping pills into his coffee.
(snoring)
(laughing)
(laughing)
What happened next?
(thuds)
I'm your desperation
Bleeding down be-ne-ne-ne-neath
Lay it at my feet
When you want me turn on the radio
That's the only place
you'll get close to me
[Randolph] You motherfucker.
When you want me turn on the radio
That's the only place
you'll get close to me
Close to me (car revving)
Close to me (tires skid)
(engine revs)
Get in.
(engine idling)
Royce, if you run, you know I'll catch you.
(engine idling)
(engine revs)
[Man On The Radio]
This is Rudy. Rudy is a cow.
Everyone always asks
me how I stay so healthy
and I say, because silly,
I sip on Rudy every day.
Lett Better Milk, it's Mootiful.
[Radio Announcer] Right
now it's OC and the Pussy Hats.
This next one...
Look, about the money I owe you...
(chuckles)
It's actually a really crazy story.
(tires skid) (Royce grunts)
Dammit.
Okay.
Okay.
So uh, so like I was saying,
it's a crazy story about the money.
It's probably gonna
piss you off at first...
Well, the whole thing's
probably gonna piss you off.
So it's like this.
(hits) (grunts)
Oh, seriously?
Come on, man.
Right in the fuckin' nose.
(groans)
Am I bleeding?
Oh.
Gee, thanks.
Shut up and listen.
I don't care about the money.
I just need your help.
Okay.
Right on.
We can do it that way, too.
That's cool.
Good.
What?
It's all I got.
(car accelerating)
(insects buzzing) (car idling)
(eerie music)
So what do you know about these woods?
What do I know about these woods?
Enough to know I don't wanna
fuckin' be here tonight, that's for sure.
So are the stories about this place true?
Yeah, big time.
(Royce sighs)
Witchcraft and murder and cults.
Oh my.
Call 'em the Sheol Woods.
It's Hebrew for Land of the Dead.
[Thief] Well, I got a job for you.
[Royce] Oh yeah? How much does it pay?
Free.
All right, fair enough.
Just get me the fuck outta here, will you?
(insects buzzing) (car idling)
[Chip] Okay, they're gone now.
Then why are you whispering?
I dunno.
(unzipping)
- What the hell are you doing?
I thought you wanted to
come out here and, you know?
Ugh, I did, but...
But what?
I'm just worried about Laney.
That was some pretty
scary shit that happened.
Oh yeah.
Poor thing.
I promise, she's fine.
I've seen this before.
- It was just a bad trip.
- A bad trip?
They said she didn't take anything.
Maybe some anxiety attack or something.
The best thing we can
do is stay calm and relax.
(insects buzzing)
Yeah.
(insects buzzing)
Chip?
Okay, Chip, come on. Come out.
It's not funny.
Chip, please come out.
(insects buzzing)
(branch cracks)
(dramatic music)
[Man] Let me go!
Fix that, will ya?
Come on now. Calm down, sir.
Calm down, it's gonna be okay. Calm down.
Quit squirming, quit squirming.
Told you he was gonna wake up.
And you know everything.
So Cask, I gotta ask, you
coming over for dinner tonight?
My mom, she is making sloppy tacos.
Sloppy tacos?
Let me tell you, you have
not lived till you've had them.
It's basically just like a sloppy Joe,
but instead of the buns, it's a tortilla.
So the sloppy Joe
mixed in with the tortilla
and it is to die for.
It is absolutely divine.
My mom can cook good.
Hmm.
I don't know, man.
I've had a lot of heartburn here lately.
You know, I have heard this.
Now I don't know if this is true,
but they say if you take a huge handful
of marshmallows right before a big meal,
they say that it cancels out the heartburn.
[Man] What's going on?
[Cask] No shit?
That might be, you know,
one of those old wives tales
or wise tales, I don't know.
But try it out and you
might have sloppy tacos
in your future at my house with my mom.
(Cask chuckles)
(eerie music)
[All] What is the sacred password?
Come on guys. Quit jacking around.
Oh man. We're just having some fun.
Right?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What you guys got there?
(man panting)
Little skinny, don't you think?
Hey, you guys, you guys wanna come over
for dinner tonight?
Uh, actually, I've got
something I've gotta do.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, me
too. I got stuff I gotta do.
Maybe next time.
(thuds)
Oops.
Got away from me.
(eerie music)
I told you to find
someone bigger this time.
I don't know. He's
got a little meat on him.
Just wheel him inside.
(eerie music)
(dramatic music)
(heart beating)
(sobbing)
No.
No.
No.
(sobbing)
No.
(panting)
(eerie music)
(sobbing)
(squelching)
(splashing)
(dramatic music)
Okay, Jim.
Hope you got something good for me.
Ready to have your mind blown?
Always.
Okay.
We sent the feathers
in to see if the species
could tell us something.
I mean, at this point we're
just grasping at straws.
That's an understatement.
Test comes back this
morning and get this,
the feathers are from a
species called the Laughing Owl.
Okay. And?
The Laughing Owl is extinct.
That's interesting.
Oh, and it gets better.
Remember how I said we found bits of skin
under the man's nails?
[Detective Henson] Yeah.
Very likely from the struggle
and most likely from the perpetrator.
I don't like suspense, doc.
Co-pertinent ilium...
Morium?
It means rotten, decayed, dead.
- Dead?
- Dead.
Dead?
Dead.
Which means one of two things,
one, these poor bastards
picked a fight with a corpse
or two, there's fuckery afoot.
Thank you for coming, Father Tom.
Of course.
It's my job to ease the suffering
of all the good Lord's people.
But enough about me.
Let's take care of you, shall we?
Because I can see you are
buried in so much sadness.
You're buried in so much grief and pain.
I can tell by looking into your eyes,
you are buried in so much sorrow.
But it just so happens
that I brought a shovel, hm?
Let me. Let me dig you out, hm?
Let me unbury you with the
powerful shovel of prayer, hm?
Give your hand.
(sighs)
Oh dear Lord, help sister
Autumn have the strength
to get through this tragic time.
Help her to push forward
and help her to remember
all the wonderful times
she ever had with her daughter.
Give her the strength to move on
and accept the things that
ultimately she cannot change.
Move on?
It's only been a few days.
Um...
See...
Sister Autumn, in times like this,
it's best not to have any
unrealistic expectations you see?
Hm?
I think that's enough for today, Tom.
(Father Tom sighs)
I understand.
See you at mass on Sunday?
All right.
May God be with you.
(eerie music)
(banging)
(blonde girl sobbing)
(eerie music)
(heavy breathing)
Snack-o?
Oh, uh, no my mom, she made
me some um, some sloppy tacos,
so sorry, but none for me.
It's like sloppy
Joe's but with tortillas.
Hm.
What about you?
Do you like it sloppy?
Mm.
(chairs creaking)
What the fuck?
Untie us, motherfuckers.
Oh good.
You are awake.
I have something wonderful to show you.
[Man] Fuck you.
Fine.
[Man] What is this shit?
What do people want from us?
To show you your true self.
(dramatic synth music)
(staticky buzzing)
You are the rotting love we poison.
You are the cursed corridors we infect.
You are us, we are you.
You are the flesh home we haunt.
You are the cursed corridors we infect.
You are the rotting love we poison.
You are us
and we are you.
You are the flesh home... We haunt.
You are the cursed corridors
We infect.
You are the red chaos...
Begging to be born.
You are the wicked
womb we plant our plague.
You are us and we are you.
So she tried to get me to eat that.
You know what I did?
I put a total stop to it.
You know what I said?
I said to her that I was absolutely stuffed
because my mother made me some
delicious, amazing sloppy tacos.
I mean, they are absolutely amazing.
I mean, listen, you're not
gonna make me eat human. Ew.
Who are you?
(woman sobbing)
Anyway, basically the
only way I would eat human
is if my mom cooked it up.
Lisa?
Lisa, wake up.
(chainsaw rattling)
Lisa?
(panting)
James.
James.
(panting)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(chainsaw buzzing) (blood spurting)
Why are you doing this? (Sobs)
Let him go! Stop!
Guys, come on.
What, is his neck made of steel?
I mean, come on, pull it.
[Woman] Here are
those case files you wanted.
Just set 'em on the desk.
So do you got any new leads?
(Detective Henson sighs)
Well, look on the bright side, Henson.
[Detective Henson] What bright side?
(light clicks)
I brewed a fresh pot of
coffee. Do you want some?
You know what?
Why don't you make it Irish?
(woman sighs)
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for joining us tonight.
Tonight we have a very
special guest with us,
Dr. Deborah Nicks.
Dr. Nicks is a specialist
in criminal psychology.
Dr. Nicks, thank you for joining us.
[Deborah] Thanks for having me, John.
It's a pleasure being
here with you tonight.
Mm. Mm-hm.
Mm.
Yes, so, Dr. Nicks, can you
please tell us the significance
of the owl feathers found
at the scene of the murders?
Well, John, it's quite simple, really.
From Native American cultures
to ancient Greek societies,
the owl has been a figure
to possess great power.
What you're trying to tell us
is that maybe perhaps our serial killer
believes that he derives
power from the owl?
[Deborah] Well, that's possible.
The police have reported
the feathers are black,
which suggests...
Hm?
[Deborah] Well, it
suggests the possibility
of witchcraft and occultism.
Throughout history, white
feathers would suggest
light and goodness while black feathers
would suggest evil.
Mm. Mm-hm.
Witchcraft.
(John chuckles)
(beeping)
(eerie music) (disembodied chattering)
(screaming)
(Laney sighs)
[Hannah] I'm sure she'll be fine.
I'm just gonna stay with her, we'll chill.
She'll be okay.
[Mom] Thank you, Hannah.
I hate that I have to work.
[Hannah] It's no problem. It's all good.
[Mom] I don't know
what we do without you.
Love you, sweetheart. I'll see you tonight.
(Laney sighs)
You think I'm crazy, don't you?
Of course.
I'm kidding.
You know I don think that.
No one believes me,
but I know what I saw.
Look, I think that you've been under
a lot of stress lately,
working way too many hours
- at the skating rink.
- This is bullshit.
I saw these things,
these people or creatures,
and now Maggie's missing.
I just...
What?
I bought something at the
antique store a few weeks ago.
What?
You're gonna think this is
stupid, but keep an open mind.
Okay.
This is stupid.
[Laney] Would you
just please do this for me?
Okay.
Okay.
Okay, so everything I read so far
says there are rules to follow.
First things first, we need to
make sure all the appliances
and electronic devices are turned off.
- It prevents interference.
- Oh Jesus.
(tense synth music)
Nothing like visiting a
whorehouse on a Sunday morning.
This is a whorehouse?
Yep.
It's where all the pros work.
Pros?
Yeah, you know,
it's short for prostitute.
The first letters, P-R-O-S.
They don't like to be
called prostitutes, man.
Yeah.
What am I supposed to call 'em? Tutes?
(Royce sighs)
You sure you wanna do this?
Well that guy Tom is in there, right?
- Oh yeah.
- There you go.
Every Sunday morning like clockwork.
Gives one hell of a sermon,
collects all his donations,
then strolls his happy ass up here
to make a little donation of his own,
if you know what I mean.
Great, so he's a perv.
Okay, well, not everybody who visits
a whorehouse is a perv, okay?
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.
How do you know that he
hangs out here all the time?
Well, I...
I don't know things, okay?
I don't...
It was an educated guess, all right?
I'm just assuming because he's...
(Royce sighs)
(Thief laughs)
What are you gonna do with that?
Well...
I figure I'll tickle him until he talks.
What the fuck you think
I'm gonna do, genius?
Goddammit.
Okay, well look here Bronson.
Just because you have a
death wish doesn't mean I do.
So before you go in here, guns a-blazing,
just keep in mind these are a couple
of real mean motor scooters, okay?
Make big, bad Leroy Brown
look like Charlie Brown.
So you might wanna
reevaluate your strategy.
Mm-hm.
Yeah, you know what? You're right.
(Thief grunts)
Better?
Oh, Jesus. (Thief sighs)
(pills rattle)
(Thief grunts)
(Thief sighs)
You okay?
Can I get a gun?
Nope.
Forces of the beyond,
we seek your guidance.
Please...
Am I being haunted?
Okay.
Am I possessed?
(Laney sighs)
Are we alone?
How long are we gonna do this for?
(dramatic music) (Hannah gasps)
(panting)
[Laney] Hurry, put your hands back.
(lights buzzing)
Tell us who you are.
[Hannah] What the hell?
[Laney] S...
(eerie music)
H...
(pictures banging)
E...
(lights buzzing)
O...
(banging) (eerie music)
L...
(clattering) (crackling)
(dramatic music) (screaming)
(panting)
What the hell was that?
I don't know.
Sheol.
The woods.
Let's go.
(country western music)
Oh Jerry. (Chuckles)
I bet you say that
to like everybody here.
(country western music)
Can I help you?
Oh, Tyler, sweetheart, you look amazing.
Is that new lingerie?
Why'd I bring ya?
You guys have 10 seconds.
Well, we need to talk
to a customer of yours,
goes by the name of Tom.
Oh, sure. Let me just
hop right on that for ya.
Okay.
See?
(Thief chuckles)
Pretty sure she's being sarcastic, bro.
Time's up, asshole.
Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hold on.
Come here.
- Got anything?
- I got you.
I got you.
(change rattling)
Check this out, man.
(coin clatters)
Oh, wait a second.
No, that's...
- There you go.
- You kidding me?
Sorry, man. Rent was due.
(Thief scoffs)
(Thief clears throat)
Maybe this will change your mind.
20 big ones.
You can keep the change.
Wow.
Okay, fuck this.
Jordan, I need you to come down here
and take out some trash.
(Thief chuckles)
Oh shit, that's him.
Yeah?
(hits) (grunts)
Time to make a confession, priest.
Jesus Christ. What are you doing?
What?
This is him, right?
No, I meant it's Jordan,
the guy she called.
It's a good line, though.
Oh.
Shit.
(hits) (grunts)
Let's go.
I'm so sorry about this.
I swear to God, you won't
even know we were here.
We'll be in and out really fast, okay?
In and out.
No pun intended, though.
You're in deep shit, man!
You've been a bad boy, Preacher Tom.
(Tom chuckles)
(slaps) (Tom gasps)
Oh.
A very, very bad boy.
Yes.
I've been quite naughty.
(clears throat)
All right.
- What's my punishment?
- Quiet!
(slaps) (Tom whimpers)
Open your mouth.
Um, this is quite new.
Mm.
(moaning)
Is this what you want, hm?
(moaning)
I wish I could see both
your faces right now.
(moaning)
I love the way it feels inside of me.
(moaning)
(Thief clears throat)
Um...
Girls?
Wha...
Time to make a confession, priest.
Help.
(slaps) (Tom yelps)
(Tom panting)
Make one more sound
and I'll spray your brains
all over them titties.
[Royce] He's just kidding.
No, I'm not.
(Tom panting)
All right, Tom, let's talk
about them missing kids.
Missing kids? But I don't
know a thing about any
(hits) (Tom yelps)
(Tom whimpers)
I'm gonna ask you again,
and I really want you to
think about that answer.
(heavy breathing)
The woods.
What?
They're taken to the woods.
Holy shit, you were right. (Tom pants)
Hundreds of years ago,
when the first settlers came to this land,
they knew something was
dark and wicked about that place,
so they named it Devil Heinous.
Devil's butthole?
What? No, heinous.
They
Heinous means really bad.
But ancient natives, they called it Sheol.
They say after some time went by,
witch fever struck deep
and a plague of horrors
was about to grip the land,
and that plague's name was Merga.
And after much carnage and chaos,
the townspeople eventually just had enough
so up in arms they marched straight
to the heart of the haunted Sheol Woods.
There they found it.
Something awful.
Something hideous just sleeping there.
It was her.
It was Merga.
So quickly and quietly,
they started shoveling
all the soil they could into the hole
with their hands, with shovels,
with anything they brought with them.
All the while, while the
priest was in the background,
just muttering incantations, right?
And when all was said and done,
there she laid, murderess
in her own earthy tomb.
And for hundreds of
years, the town was safe,
free from any danger.
Until something woke her up.
I mean, something woke her up.
No, I need you to listen to me.
I, we, must keep her satisfied.
We, we must keep her fed.
Full.
Full?
Dude, please don't tell
me somebody's eating kids.
You can't stop her.
(laughs)
You can't stop her. (Laughs)
You're killing kids.
You sick fuck.
(hits) (Tom yelps)
(Tom panting)
Hey Royce, why don't
you show the good preacher
what we do to baby killers?
Uh, what?
Go ahead.
Show 'em what we do.
Uh...
Oh, okay. Okay.
Um...
(gunshot)
(blood splatters)
Dude, what the hell?
You, you said that I should...
Yeah, I should rough him up a little.
You know, a punch, a
kick, something like that?
Well, how was I, how was
I supposed to know, man?
Who's gonna take us to the kids now?
I...
Jesus Christ.
You know, I changed my mind.
You still owe me money.
Give me that.
You guys are pretty good
friends with Maggie, right?
- Yes.
- Yes, sir.
I'm sorry, but you
were the last to see her.
Can you tell us where she was?
Yeah, we were at the skating rink.
Hey, buddy.
Is that true?
What are you doing?
Hey, hey David.
I need you to tell us the truth here.
My dad says I don't have to talk to you.
(laughs)
- Oh.
Oh, I got this.
Guess what, little man.
Your daddy doesn't know shit.
Now we're gonna play a little game,
it's called don't piss me off.
Now on the count of three,
you're gonna tell me
where you and Maggie were
the night she disappeared.
One...
Two...
(spits)
(sighs)
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Shit.
Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
No.
We were playing in the woods.
Okay, okay. That's good.
Now where at exactly?
The old Sheol Woods.
The woods.
Oh. Bingo.
Was his name-o.
We're here.
Okay, you know, this
is where I draw the line.
We have a lot of weird shit
happening today, but this is it.
Let's go.
What?
(Hannah sighs)
Goddammit!
Laney!
Wait!
(eerie music)
(tense rock music)
Well, Royce.
Looks like we came to a dead end.
(insects buzzing)
Cults.
Give me a break.
(whooshing)
(Royce grunts)
You know, Royce, I have
a confession to make.
I chose you.
I chose you for a reason
'cause I know deep down inside,
you're a real warrior.
You're a fighter.
You're a man's man.
What I'm trying to say is
when push comes to shove,
you're gonna push...
And shove.
Well, I guess what
I'm trying to say is that
no matter what, you got my back.
(Royce grunts)
(eerie music)
(gunshot) (blood splatters)
(body thuds)
(spits) (grunts)
(coughing)
It's in my mouth.
Oh god, I got it in my mouth.
(spits) (coughs)
You're welcome.
(dramatic music)
(gunshots)
(shrieking in the distance)
Ken Star, 69 Evening News,
on location live at the Sheol Woods
where police are following new leads
as their investigation narrows.
With me tonight is lead
detective, Detective Henson.
Detective Henson, is
there anything you could add
or tell us about new leads on the case?
Well, Ken, you know
I can't make a comment
on an ongoing investigation.
Well, what is it about the Sheol Woods
that has brought you out here?
(Detective Henson sighs)
Well there you have it. Back to you.
Y'all have pictures of Maggie.
She was last seen
wearing a t-shirt and shorts.
The sun will be going down soon.
We need to fan out and move fast.
Let's go.
Maggie?
(insects buzzing)
Maggie?
(insects buzzing)
Maggie?
Maggie? (Underbrush crunches)
Maggie?
[Randolph] Maggie?
Maggie!
Hey.
What do you think the odds are
we're gonna find this girl?
Pretty good.
What are the odds she's still alive?
Pretty bad.
Hey, you've heard the
stories about this place, right?
Oh, I can't say that I have.
Pretty sure you're gonna tell me.
They say it's haunted.
According to legend,
as soon as that sun
falls below the horizon,
the ghosts ride in on the fog.
Then I guess we're
screwed then, aren't we?
Maggie!
Yeah, then there's the
legend of the Wendigo.
The Wendi-what?
The Wendigo.
It's an old Indian story about
this crazy horned creature
that prowls the forest at night.
Well that's great.
Maggie!
Oh and then there's
the story of the witch.
Wait.
When was the last time you
heard from any of the others?
Henson?
Ed? Anybody?
I don't know.
Why?
Henson!
Ed!
(sighs)
The sun's gonna be going down soon.
Let's hope those fairytales
of yours are bullshit.
(insect buzzing)
(eerie music) (underbrush crunching)
(gun cocks)
Cask?
Is that you?
(underbrush crunches) (grunting)
(neck cracks)
(Thief panting)
[Laney] Oh my god, Maggie.
Are you okay?
(eerie music)
Oh God.
I'm dead, aren't I?
That's it, I'm dead, and this is hell.
Are you guys dead, too?
Jessica Poovey.
Matthew Hammond.
Aimee...
Tucker.
Ryan Leba...
Leba?
Looba.
Ryan I.
(gunshot) (blood splatters)
(eerie music)
(distorting) (disembodied shrieking)
(glass shattering)
(eerie music)
(shriek in the distance)
(man groaning)
(disembodied whispering)
(pills rattle)
(eerie music)
Oh, shit!
(eerie, dramatic music)
(panting)
(camera clicking)
(laughing)
(camera clicks)
(laughing)
Hey, Quasimodo, you wanna
loosen my straps a little bit?
(slaps) (Royce grunts)
Fuck.
Come on.
(tense synth music)
(grunts) (gunshot)
(tense synth music)
(grunting)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(chainsaw whirring) (Thief yells)
Fucking die!
Oh my god!
(chainsaw whirring) (yelling)
(Thief yells indistinctly)
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
(grunts)
(Thief yelling) (chainsaw whirring)
Stick around.
(yelling)
(grunting)
(hits) (grunts)
Okay, fuck this.
(Royce grunting)
(thuds) (Royce yells)
That hurt.
Little help here?
Hello?
Yes, you. (Tense synth music)
(hits) (grunts)
Motherfucker!
Take some of that!
(hitting) (grunting)
Right in the potatoes. (Grunts)
Take that!
Take that!
(hits) (grunts)
Uppercut bitch!
(tense synth music)
[Randolph] Maggie?
Yes.
Yes! We're in here.
Yes, we're trapped.
You.
Oh goddammit.
(Thief panting) (tense synth music)
I win!
(squelching)
(panting)
Round two.
(tense synth music)
(squelching) (Hannah gasps)
Hannah!
No, no, no, no, no.
Please.
(tense synth music)
Don't take another step.
Try me.
(tense synth music)
(Thief yells)
(eerie music)
We've been watching you.
[Woman] Very closely.
- Why?
- Because you're special.
I know you can feel it, can't you?
It isn't me that's been visiting
your dreams, sweetheart.
It's you that's been visiting me.
You mean that I'm maybe one of you?
(laughing)
No, child.
We just wanna eat you.
(tense synth music)
(gunfire)
(tense synth music)
(thuds) (cult member grunts)
(tense synth music)
(grunting)
(chainsaw whirs)
(panting)
No man, no, no, no. Wait, wait!
(hits) (grunts)
(grunting)
(hitting) (grunting)
Fuck you, fuck!
(grunting)
(panting) (hitting)
(tense synth music)
First, you're gonna watch
me bathe in your friend's blood.
No.
And then I'm gonna eat her heart,
and then you're next.
No.
(tense synth music)
[Danforth] I got it!
(grunts)
- Oh shit!
- Oh, shit!
- Oh my god.
Get the fu
(grunting) (indistinct shouting)
Oh!
You shit.
You shit.
Fucking get your ass.
- Get it!
- I got it!
[Danforth] Oh shit.
(Thief panting) (tense synth music)
(panting)
(footsteps echoing)
(panting)
Hi.
(grunts)
Oh!
(coughs)
Do you have any idea what you've done?
[Thief] Seriously?
(grunts)
(dramatic music) (screeching)
(gasping)
(dramatic music) (shrieking)
[Danforth] Oh, just get off my...
Oh, shit.
(grunting)
(laughing)
(squelching)
(grunts) (squelching)
(laughs)
For hundreds of years we've been here
and you come here thinking
you can take it all away?
Who the fuck do you think you are?
(Thief coughs)
(hits) (grunts)
For hundreds of years.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
(grunts) (Thief squelching)
(body thuds)
I'm the Thief, bitch.
(grunts)
Stick a fork in it. You're done.
All right, kids.
Ready to go?
Come on, kids.
Come on.
Just run.
Run!
Run!
(grunting) (squelching)
(Danforth laughs)
(grunting) (squelching)
(laughing)
(gasps)
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Let's get outta here.
Yeah.
Yeah, let's go.
(ax thuds)
Let's go get a pizza.
Yeah.
Yeah, pizza sounds good.
(tense synth music)
(leaves rustling)
Laney?
Laney?
[Laney] Mom?
[Mom] Laney?
- Mom.
- Laney, oh my god.
Oh my god, you're okay.
- Oh my God.
- Oh my God.
Are you okay? Where have you been?
Where are your glasses?
- Long story.
- Oh my God.
Oh my god.
(soft acoustic music)
Hailey!
Oh my God, oh my God.
Oh, you're okay
Oh my God, you're safe.
Oh, thank you, God, thank you.
Joseph! Joseph!
So tell me now where were you
When the storms began to roll in
Tell me now what's the truth
More than our sins
And recognizing
- [Joseph] Shit.
Has become to set you free
Yep.
In the wonders of the game
And will you go out
Well...
Just like I said, man.
(Thief grunts)
Best there is.
[Joseph] I don't know what to say to you.
Don't say anything. Just pay me.
(car revving)
(pills rattling) I will face my demons
In the wonders of the king
And I will chose my
own path (clattering)
I won't focus on the past (strumming)
[Man] There you are.
What echoes always
What's up pal?
Long time no see.
Where you been?
You ought to know,
'cause you've been taking all those...
Fucking pharmaceuticals.
Yeah.
Those.
Hey uh...
Did you always look
all pale like that before?
Nevermind that.
So...
You're some kind of hero now?
Hm.
Let's give him a hand, shall we?
(clapping)
Yeah.
Yeah... Silence!
Yeah, I guess so.
You know, I saved some kids, though.
It feels pretty good.
- What a shame!
- God!
I hate it when you do that.
Alas, poor Thief.
I knew him well.
A fellow of infinite jest,
of most excellent fancy.
Take it easy, pal.
So...
How does it feel being a hero?
Feels pretty good. (Chuckles)
I kinda like it.
We're entering a new era.
A dangerous time for heroes.
We need to make adjustments.
What are you talking about?
Behold. (Rattling)
Open, sesame.
(rattling)
Hey.
How long has that been there?
Go now, hero.
Your armor awaits.
(synth music)
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I want my VTV.
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Oh yeah.
Yeah, that sounds great. That's fine.
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So if you want to see my
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I want my VTV!
Popcorn.
Popcorn.
Popcorn.
Underneath society we rise again
Approaching earth so violently
With the voices in our heads
We're here to take what's our
What belongs to us
Bow before your gods
And pray for mercy
(tense music)
(eerie music)
(underbrush crunching)
[Girl 1] Let's take a shortcut.
[Girl 2] You know, these say these woods
are haunted, right?
You don't really believe that, do you?
(synth pop music)
(gunshot)
(synth pop music)
(staticky buzzing)
(eerie music)
(branch cracks) (man gasps)
What happened?
We're tied up.
What the hell is going on?
We've been captured.
Well then who is that?
(lightening strikes) (thunder rumbles)
You have been chosen.
You're not gonna kill us, are you?
Yes.
Shit.
(eerie synth music)
(screaming)
(squelching)
Are you ready to join your friends?
(eerie synth music)
(Laney gasps)
(sighs)
(ominous music)
(synth music)
You again?
So who are you? Like my
bodyguard or something?
Hoo.
Hoo. (Chuckles)
(gasps) Jesus.
Laney, you know, you
can't be late every day.
Mom, you scared the shit outta me.
What, you fall asleep
doing your homework again?
Laney, I swear.
You are so lucky that Trisha
is such an awesome boss.
Yeah, I, I know.
Heaven forbid you use
the hamper I gave you.
(sighs)
I still can't believe I let you get that.
Why my daughter?
Why, Lord?
(Laney sighs)
Well damn, time for work.
See you around.
(camera clicks) (eerie music)
Hey Henson, this is
the new guy, Randolph.
Hey.
I figured I'd bring him in
and show him how to secure a crime scene.
[Detective Henson] Okay. Sure.
This is the Strix killer, isn't it?
- The what?
- Strix.
It's a Latin word. It means owl.
(eerie music)
(Randolph chuckles)
13 cases now and it's always the same.
Family members are left behind,
their bodies all mangled and disfigured.
The child is missing.
And the only thing found are
the black feathers of an owl.
(eerie music)
(sighs)
Look, I've been reading
a lot about this case.
You have a real passion for this, son.
Why thank you, sir.
I hate that.
(Danforth laughs)
So what do you think, sir?
I mean, this is him, right?
Him...
Or them.
What, do you think
this is like multiple perps?
Like a group of serial killers?
A group?
You mean like a cult?
Holy shit.
Yep.
Holy shit about sums it up.
(upbeat techno-pop music)
Order number 54.
Number 55.
Here you go.
What's a four letter
word that ends with a Y?
Gee, I don't know. Lazy?
Maybe.
Ugh, this is really hard.
(Chip clears throat)
[Chip] That's what she said.
[Summer] Chip.
Chip, you can't be behind the counter.
Can't be behind the counter, Chip.
Hey, hon, did she get
any studying done last night?
Hey. Yeah, a little bit.
That's good, that's good.
So, this week it's Chip, huh?
I'm gonna take my break.
Dude, seriously?
Be right back.
You've got 15 minutes.
(eerie music)
(snaps fingers)
Yeah, sorry.
What's wrong?
Did you hear?
- There's been another one.
- Another what?
Kidnapping?
Honey is that what's got you so bothered?
Police are gonna find him hon.
I'll tell you what, why don't you go ahead
and clock out now and we'll
let Summer finish this, okay?
All right.
Hey, come back here with those skates!
Hey Laney.
Hey Frankie.
You going to the party tonight?
I guess.
Well, you look pretty.
(Maggie clears throat)
Hey.
You were supposed to
take me to the skate park.
Oh, crap. Was that today?
I thought you said it was Tuesday.
It is Tuesday.
Oh my God, Maggie. I am so sorry.
I'll make it up to you, okay?
Oh, sweetheart. I need the money.
If you need the money,
then why did you quit
babysitting for my parents?
(soft synth music)
Want a free pizza?
Maybe a cherry Coke to top it off?
Well, it's the least you can do.
(synth music)
Breaking news tonight.
There's been another
kidnapping at the Rio Skating Rink.
Our daughter is everything to us.
I'm here at the Rio Skating Rink
where parents and employees are concerned.
All victims have one thing in common,
they'd been to the
skating rink at least once...
Don't listen to that, okay?
I know that girl. I sit
next to her in art class.
Sweetheart, I'm sorry.
Think they'll find her?
Yes, I do.
Maybe she's at some
friend's house or something.
Gotta go.
Please be careful.
Whoever took her is going to pay.
You hear me?
We will find you.
And when we do...
And do the police have any new leads?
Hailey, baby, are you out there?
Do the police have anything new?
No more questions. That's it!
Leave us alone!
Come on honey.
Is that it?
I guess.
Good job, man.
(sobbing)
- Oh.
Look at me.
We're gonna find her, okay?
Don't worry about anything.
It's gonna be fine. I promise.
Okay.
You go get some sleep.
All right.
(clattering)
(sipping)
You know, you guys are outta creamer.
(sips)
Who in the hell are you?
[Autumn] What's going on out there?
Get my shotgun, babe.
Last chance, asshole.
Who in the fuck are you
and what are you doing drinking my coffee?
Well I'm the guy that's
gonna find your daughter.
(sips)
Stay in there, babe.
It's you.
You're the tracker.
In the flesh.
You know, I ask everyone
out there on the street,
every low life scumbag that I came across
and they told me you're the guy.
Uh huh.
The only problem is
they say you're crazier
than the bag of squirrels.
Is it true?
Are you a fuckin' lunatic?
Let me ask my partner.
Hey, am I crazier than a bag of squirrels?
(scoffs)
Whatever.
(sighs)
Crazy or not, you need me.
And I believe the exact words were $10,000.
(sips)
And you think you can find my daughter?
That's right.
You seem pretty confident.
Why is that?
Well, partner...
'Cause I'm the best there is.
Okay, tough guy.
You're hired.
It's the best decision
you ever made in your life.
Yeah, well let's just hope so.
Get some creamer, for God sakes.
Wait.
How do I contact you?
You don't.
I'll stay in touch.
I don't even know your name, man.
(pills rattle)
(grunts)
Just call me Thief.
(eerie synth music)
Dude, what the hell?
Everybody knows these woods are haunted.
Pffht, whatever.
If I'm not home by dark, my
mom's gonna beat my ass.
I'm more scared of her than I am of ghosts.
But, but... I'll be fine, okay?
Chris, come on man.
(eerie synth music)
Hey Laney, so about the party later,
I was wondering if I pick
you up, can we go together?
Yes. I guess.
Maybe.
(eerie music)
(dramatic music)
(Laney hyperventilating)
What'd you do, man?
(dramatic music) (panting)
Okay, true story.
Swear to God, I was there all
night and he never found out.
Okay, so there we were
bathing in the erotic moonlight,
lost in ectasy. (Rock music)
Tell me that you want me
Tell me that you care
Tell that you seek me, need me
Show me what you bare
(rock music)
(gasps)
Oh, God.
I know, right?
No, dummy.
My husband.
Your husband? (Woman grunts)
(glass shatters)
Sarah?
Just to match your hair
There are no more heroes on the radio
Sarah?
Just a place for your apathy
Sarah thought it would
be best to behind the couch
until her husband fell asleep.
Heroes on the radio
Time to find just where,
where you wanna be
Want to be
So we waited quietly
like two seductive ninjas.
A stealth mission.
Stealth mission to bang.
Okay, so here was our chance,
but just then things
start getting a little hot.
Oh, no way.
Yes way.
Wait.
But I'm married.
I accept you just the way you are.
All right, wait.
I call bullshit.
You're telling me that
you guys banged all night
and her husband sat on the couch?
Big time.
Oh wow.
(clapping)
- Slow clap, slow clap.
- Yeah.
(clapping)
So wait, but weren't you
worried about him waking up?
No way, man.
There's no way this dude was gonna wake up.
How do you know that?
It's easy.
When he wasn't looking,
I snuck a bunch of
sleeping pills into his coffee.
(snoring)
(laughing)
(laughing)
What happened next?
(thuds)
I'm your desperation
Bleeding down be-ne-ne-ne-neath
Lay it at my feet
When you want me turn on the radio
That's the only place
you'll get close to me
[Randolph] You motherfucker.
When you want me turn on the radio
That's the only place
you'll get close to me
Close to me (car revving)
Close to me (tires skid)
(engine revs)
Get in.
(engine idling)
Royce, if you run, you know I'll catch you.
(engine idling)
(engine revs)
[Man On The Radio]
This is Rudy. Rudy is a cow.
Everyone always asks
me how I stay so healthy
and I say, because silly,
I sip on Rudy every day.
Lett Better Milk, it's Mootiful.
[Radio Announcer] Right
now it's OC and the Pussy Hats.
This next one...
Look, about the money I owe you...
(chuckles)
It's actually a really crazy story.
(tires skid) (Royce grunts)
Dammit.
Okay.
Okay.
So uh, so like I was saying,
it's a crazy story about the money.
It's probably gonna
piss you off at first...
Well, the whole thing's
probably gonna piss you off.
So it's like this.
(hits) (grunts)
Oh, seriously?
Come on, man.
Right in the fuckin' nose.
(groans)
Am I bleeding?
Oh.
Gee, thanks.
Shut up and listen.
I don't care about the money.
I just need your help.
Okay.
Right on.
We can do it that way, too.
That's cool.
Good.
What?
It's all I got.
(car accelerating)
(insects buzzing) (car idling)
(eerie music)
So what do you know about these woods?
What do I know about these woods?
Enough to know I don't wanna
fuckin' be here tonight, that's for sure.
So are the stories about this place true?
Yeah, big time.
(Royce sighs)
Witchcraft and murder and cults.
Oh my.
Call 'em the Sheol Woods.
It's Hebrew for Land of the Dead.
[Thief] Well, I got a job for you.
[Royce] Oh yeah? How much does it pay?
Free.
All right, fair enough.
Just get me the fuck outta here, will you?
(insects buzzing) (car idling)
[Chip] Okay, they're gone now.
Then why are you whispering?
I dunno.
(unzipping)
- What the hell are you doing?
I thought you wanted to
come out here and, you know?
Ugh, I did, but...
But what?
I'm just worried about Laney.
That was some pretty
scary shit that happened.
Oh yeah.
Poor thing.
I promise, she's fine.
I've seen this before.
- It was just a bad trip.
- A bad trip?
They said she didn't take anything.
Maybe some anxiety attack or something.
The best thing we can
do is stay calm and relax.
(insects buzzing)
Yeah.
(insects buzzing)
Chip?
Okay, Chip, come on. Come out.
It's not funny.
Chip, please come out.
(insects buzzing)
(branch cracks)
(dramatic music)
[Man] Let me go!
Fix that, will ya?
Come on now. Calm down, sir.
Calm down, it's gonna be okay. Calm down.
Quit squirming, quit squirming.
Told you he was gonna wake up.
And you know everything.
So Cask, I gotta ask, you
coming over for dinner tonight?
My mom, she is making sloppy tacos.
Sloppy tacos?
Let me tell you, you have
not lived till you've had them.
It's basically just like a sloppy Joe,
but instead of the buns, it's a tortilla.
So the sloppy Joe
mixed in with the tortilla
and it is to die for.
It is absolutely divine.
My mom can cook good.
Hmm.
I don't know, man.
I've had a lot of heartburn here lately.
You know, I have heard this.
Now I don't know if this is true,
but they say if you take a huge handful
of marshmallows right before a big meal,
they say that it cancels out the heartburn.
[Man] What's going on?
[Cask] No shit?
That might be, you know,
one of those old wives tales
or wise tales, I don't know.
But try it out and you
might have sloppy tacos
in your future at my house with my mom.
(Cask chuckles)
(eerie music)
[All] What is the sacred password?
Come on guys. Quit jacking around.
Oh man. We're just having some fun.
Right?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What you guys got there?
(man panting)
Little skinny, don't you think?
Hey, you guys, you guys wanna come over
for dinner tonight?
Uh, actually, I've got
something I've gotta do.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, me
too. I got stuff I gotta do.
Maybe next time.
(thuds)
Oops.
Got away from me.
(eerie music)
I told you to find
someone bigger this time.
I don't know. He's
got a little meat on him.
Just wheel him inside.
(eerie music)
(dramatic music)
(heart beating)
(sobbing)
No.
No.
No.
(sobbing)
No.
(panting)
(eerie music)
(sobbing)
(squelching)
(splashing)
(dramatic music)
Okay, Jim.
Hope you got something good for me.
Ready to have your mind blown?
Always.
Okay.
We sent the feathers
in to see if the species
could tell us something.
I mean, at this point we're
just grasping at straws.
That's an understatement.
Test comes back this
morning and get this,
the feathers are from a
species called the Laughing Owl.
Okay. And?
The Laughing Owl is extinct.
That's interesting.
Oh, and it gets better.
Remember how I said we found bits of skin
under the man's nails?
[Detective Henson] Yeah.
Very likely from the struggle
and most likely from the perpetrator.
I don't like suspense, doc.
Co-pertinent ilium...
Morium?
It means rotten, decayed, dead.
- Dead?
- Dead.
Dead?
Dead.
Which means one of two things,
one, these poor bastards
picked a fight with a corpse
or two, there's fuckery afoot.
Thank you for coming, Father Tom.
Of course.
It's my job to ease the suffering
of all the good Lord's people.
But enough about me.
Let's take care of you, shall we?
Because I can see you are
buried in so much sadness.
You're buried in so much grief and pain.
I can tell by looking into your eyes,
you are buried in so much sorrow.
But it just so happens
that I brought a shovel, hm?
Let me. Let me dig you out, hm?
Let me unbury you with the
powerful shovel of prayer, hm?
Give your hand.
(sighs)
Oh dear Lord, help sister
Autumn have the strength
to get through this tragic time.
Help her to push forward
and help her to remember
all the wonderful times
she ever had with her daughter.
Give her the strength to move on
and accept the things that
ultimately she cannot change.
Move on?
It's only been a few days.
Um...
See...
Sister Autumn, in times like this,
it's best not to have any
unrealistic expectations you see?
Hm?
I think that's enough for today, Tom.
(Father Tom sighs)
I understand.
See you at mass on Sunday?
All right.
May God be with you.
(eerie music)
(banging)
(blonde girl sobbing)
(eerie music)
(heavy breathing)
Snack-o?
Oh, uh, no my mom, she made
me some um, some sloppy tacos,
so sorry, but none for me.
It's like sloppy
Joe's but with tortillas.
Hm.
What about you?
Do you like it sloppy?
Mm.
(chairs creaking)
What the fuck?
Untie us, motherfuckers.
Oh good.
You are awake.
I have something wonderful to show you.
[Man] Fuck you.
Fine.
[Man] What is this shit?
What do people want from us?
To show you your true self.
(dramatic synth music)
(staticky buzzing)
You are the rotting love we poison.
You are the cursed corridors we infect.
You are us, we are you.
You are the flesh home we haunt.
You are the cursed corridors we infect.
You are the rotting love we poison.
You are us
and we are you.
You are the flesh home... We haunt.
You are the cursed corridors
We infect.
You are the red chaos...
Begging to be born.
You are the wicked
womb we plant our plague.
You are us and we are you.
So she tried to get me to eat that.
You know what I did?
I put a total stop to it.
You know what I said?
I said to her that I was absolutely stuffed
because my mother made me some
delicious, amazing sloppy tacos.
I mean, they are absolutely amazing.
I mean, listen, you're not
gonna make me eat human. Ew.
Who are you?
(woman sobbing)
Anyway, basically the
only way I would eat human
is if my mom cooked it up.
Lisa?
Lisa, wake up.
(chainsaw rattling)
Lisa?
(panting)
James.
James.
(panting)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(chainsaw buzzing) (blood spurting)
Why are you doing this? (Sobs)
Let him go! Stop!
Guys, come on.
What, is his neck made of steel?
I mean, come on, pull it.
[Woman] Here are
those case files you wanted.
Just set 'em on the desk.
So do you got any new leads?
(Detective Henson sighs)
Well, look on the bright side, Henson.
[Detective Henson] What bright side?
(light clicks)
I brewed a fresh pot of
coffee. Do you want some?
You know what?
Why don't you make it Irish?
(woman sighs)
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for joining us tonight.
Tonight we have a very
special guest with us,
Dr. Deborah Nicks.
Dr. Nicks is a specialist
in criminal psychology.
Dr. Nicks, thank you for joining us.
[Deborah] Thanks for having me, John.
It's a pleasure being
here with you tonight.
Mm. Mm-hm.
Mm.
Yes, so, Dr. Nicks, can you
please tell us the significance
of the owl feathers found
at the scene of the murders?
Well, John, it's quite simple, really.
From Native American cultures
to ancient Greek societies,
the owl has been a figure
to possess great power.
What you're trying to tell us
is that maybe perhaps our serial killer
believes that he derives
power from the owl?
[Deborah] Well, that's possible.
The police have reported
the feathers are black,
which suggests...
Hm?
[Deborah] Well, it
suggests the possibility
of witchcraft and occultism.
Throughout history, white
feathers would suggest
light and goodness while black feathers
would suggest evil.
Mm. Mm-hm.
Witchcraft.
(John chuckles)
(beeping)
(eerie music) (disembodied chattering)
(screaming)
(Laney sighs)
[Hannah] I'm sure she'll be fine.
I'm just gonna stay with her, we'll chill.
She'll be okay.
[Mom] Thank you, Hannah.
I hate that I have to work.
[Hannah] It's no problem. It's all good.
[Mom] I don't know
what we do without you.
Love you, sweetheart. I'll see you tonight.
(Laney sighs)
You think I'm crazy, don't you?
Of course.
I'm kidding.
You know I don think that.
No one believes me,
but I know what I saw.
Look, I think that you've been under
a lot of stress lately,
working way too many hours
- at the skating rink.
- This is bullshit.
I saw these things,
these people or creatures,
and now Maggie's missing.
I just...
What?
I bought something at the
antique store a few weeks ago.
What?
You're gonna think this is
stupid, but keep an open mind.
Okay.
This is stupid.
[Laney] Would you
just please do this for me?
Okay.
Okay.
Okay, so everything I read so far
says there are rules to follow.
First things first, we need to
make sure all the appliances
and electronic devices are turned off.
- It prevents interference.
- Oh Jesus.
(tense synth music)
Nothing like visiting a
whorehouse on a Sunday morning.
This is a whorehouse?
Yep.
It's where all the pros work.
Pros?
Yeah, you know,
it's short for prostitute.
The first letters, P-R-O-S.
They don't like to be
called prostitutes, man.
Yeah.
What am I supposed to call 'em? Tutes?
(Royce sighs)
You sure you wanna do this?
Well that guy Tom is in there, right?
- Oh yeah.
- There you go.
Every Sunday morning like clockwork.
Gives one hell of a sermon,
collects all his donations,
then strolls his happy ass up here
to make a little donation of his own,
if you know what I mean.
Great, so he's a perv.
Okay, well, not everybody who visits
a whorehouse is a perv, okay?
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.
How do you know that he
hangs out here all the time?
Well, I...
I don't know things, okay?
I don't...
It was an educated guess, all right?
I'm just assuming because he's...
(Royce sighs)
(Thief laughs)
What are you gonna do with that?
Well...
I figure I'll tickle him until he talks.
What the fuck you think
I'm gonna do, genius?
Goddammit.
Okay, well look here Bronson.
Just because you have a
death wish doesn't mean I do.
So before you go in here, guns a-blazing,
just keep in mind these are a couple
of real mean motor scooters, okay?
Make big, bad Leroy Brown
look like Charlie Brown.
So you might wanna
reevaluate your strategy.
Mm-hm.
Yeah, you know what? You're right.
(Thief grunts)
Better?
Oh, Jesus. (Thief sighs)
(pills rattle)
(Thief grunts)
(Thief sighs)
You okay?
Can I get a gun?
Nope.
Forces of the beyond,
we seek your guidance.
Please...
Am I being haunted?
Okay.
Am I possessed?
(Laney sighs)
Are we alone?
How long are we gonna do this for?
(dramatic music) (Hannah gasps)
(panting)
[Laney] Hurry, put your hands back.
(lights buzzing)
Tell us who you are.
[Hannah] What the hell?
[Laney] S...
(eerie music)
H...
(pictures banging)
E...
(lights buzzing)
O...
(banging) (eerie music)
L...
(clattering) (crackling)
(dramatic music) (screaming)
(panting)
What the hell was that?
I don't know.
Sheol.
The woods.
Let's go.
(country western music)
Oh Jerry. (Chuckles)
I bet you say that
to like everybody here.
(country western music)
Can I help you?
Oh, Tyler, sweetheart, you look amazing.
Is that new lingerie?
Why'd I bring ya?
You guys have 10 seconds.
Well, we need to talk
to a customer of yours,
goes by the name of Tom.
Oh, sure. Let me just
hop right on that for ya.
Okay.
See?
(Thief chuckles)
Pretty sure she's being sarcastic, bro.
Time's up, asshole.
Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hold on.
Come here.
- Got anything?
- I got you.
I got you.
(change rattling)
Check this out, man.
(coin clatters)
Oh, wait a second.
No, that's...
- There you go.
- You kidding me?
Sorry, man. Rent was due.
(Thief scoffs)
(Thief clears throat)
Maybe this will change your mind.
20 big ones.
You can keep the change.
Wow.
Okay, fuck this.
Jordan, I need you to come down here
and take out some trash.
(Thief chuckles)
Oh shit, that's him.
Yeah?
(hits) (grunts)
Time to make a confession, priest.
Jesus Christ. What are you doing?
What?
This is him, right?
No, I meant it's Jordan,
the guy she called.
It's a good line, though.
Oh.
Shit.
(hits) (grunts)
Let's go.
I'm so sorry about this.
I swear to God, you won't
even know we were here.
We'll be in and out really fast, okay?
In and out.
No pun intended, though.
You're in deep shit, man!
You've been a bad boy, Preacher Tom.
(Tom chuckles)
(slaps) (Tom gasps)
Oh.
A very, very bad boy.
Yes.
I've been quite naughty.
(clears throat)
All right.
- What's my punishment?
- Quiet!
(slaps) (Tom whimpers)
Open your mouth.
Um, this is quite new.
Mm.
(moaning)
Is this what you want, hm?
(moaning)
I wish I could see both
your faces right now.
(moaning)
I love the way it feels inside of me.
(moaning)
(Thief clears throat)
Um...
Girls?
Wha...
Time to make a confession, priest.
Help.
(slaps) (Tom yelps)
(Tom panting)
Make one more sound
and I'll spray your brains
all over them titties.
[Royce] He's just kidding.
No, I'm not.
(Tom panting)
All right, Tom, let's talk
about them missing kids.
Missing kids? But I don't
know a thing about any
(hits) (Tom yelps)
(Tom whimpers)
I'm gonna ask you again,
and I really want you to
think about that answer.
(heavy breathing)
The woods.
What?
They're taken to the woods.
Holy shit, you were right. (Tom pants)
Hundreds of years ago,
when the first settlers came to this land,
they knew something was
dark and wicked about that place,
so they named it Devil Heinous.
Devil's butthole?
What? No, heinous.
They
Heinous means really bad.
But ancient natives, they called it Sheol.
They say after some time went by,
witch fever struck deep
and a plague of horrors
was about to grip the land,
and that plague's name was Merga.
And after much carnage and chaos,
the townspeople eventually just had enough
so up in arms they marched straight
to the heart of the haunted Sheol Woods.
There they found it.
Something awful.
Something hideous just sleeping there.
It was her.
It was Merga.
So quickly and quietly,
they started shoveling
all the soil they could into the hole
with their hands, with shovels,
with anything they brought with them.
All the while, while the
priest was in the background,
just muttering incantations, right?
And when all was said and done,
there she laid, murderess
in her own earthy tomb.
And for hundreds of
years, the town was safe,
free from any danger.
Until something woke her up.
I mean, something woke her up.
No, I need you to listen to me.
I, we, must keep her satisfied.
We, we must keep her fed.
Full.
Full?
Dude, please don't tell
me somebody's eating kids.
You can't stop her.
(laughs)
You can't stop her. (Laughs)
You're killing kids.
You sick fuck.
(hits) (Tom yelps)
(Tom panting)
Hey Royce, why don't
you show the good preacher
what we do to baby killers?
Uh, what?
Go ahead.
Show 'em what we do.
Uh...
Oh, okay. Okay.
Um...
(gunshot)
(blood splatters)
Dude, what the hell?
You, you said that I should...
Yeah, I should rough him up a little.
You know, a punch, a
kick, something like that?
Well, how was I, how was
I supposed to know, man?
Who's gonna take us to the kids now?
I...
Jesus Christ.
You know, I changed my mind.
You still owe me money.
Give me that.
You guys are pretty good
friends with Maggie, right?
- Yes.
- Yes, sir.
I'm sorry, but you
were the last to see her.
Can you tell us where she was?
Yeah, we were at the skating rink.
Hey, buddy.
Is that true?
What are you doing?
Hey, hey David.
I need you to tell us the truth here.
My dad says I don't have to talk to you.
(laughs)
- Oh.
Oh, I got this.
Guess what, little man.
Your daddy doesn't know shit.
Now we're gonna play a little game,
it's called don't piss me off.
Now on the count of three,
you're gonna tell me
where you and Maggie were
the night she disappeared.
One...
Two...
(spits)
(sighs)
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Shit.
Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
No.
We were playing in the woods.
Okay, okay. That's good.
Now where at exactly?
The old Sheol Woods.
The woods.
Oh. Bingo.
Was his name-o.
We're here.
Okay, you know, this
is where I draw the line.
We have a lot of weird shit
happening today, but this is it.
Let's go.
What?
(Hannah sighs)
Goddammit!
Laney!
Wait!
(eerie music)
(tense rock music)
Well, Royce.
Looks like we came to a dead end.
(insects buzzing)
Cults.
Give me a break.
(whooshing)
(Royce grunts)
You know, Royce, I have
a confession to make.
I chose you.
I chose you for a reason
'cause I know deep down inside,
you're a real warrior.
You're a fighter.
You're a man's man.
What I'm trying to say is
when push comes to shove,
you're gonna push...
And shove.
Well, I guess what
I'm trying to say is that
no matter what, you got my back.
(Royce grunts)
(eerie music)
(gunshot) (blood splatters)
(body thuds)
(spits) (grunts)
(coughing)
It's in my mouth.
Oh god, I got it in my mouth.
(spits) (coughs)
You're welcome.
(dramatic music)
(gunshots)
(shrieking in the distance)
Ken Star, 69 Evening News,
on location live at the Sheol Woods
where police are following new leads
as their investigation narrows.
With me tonight is lead
detective, Detective Henson.
Detective Henson, is
there anything you could add
or tell us about new leads on the case?
Well, Ken, you know
I can't make a comment
on an ongoing investigation.
Well, what is it about the Sheol Woods
that has brought you out here?
(Detective Henson sighs)
Well there you have it. Back to you.
Y'all have pictures of Maggie.
She was last seen
wearing a t-shirt and shorts.
The sun will be going down soon.
We need to fan out and move fast.
Let's go.
Maggie?
(insects buzzing)
Maggie?
(insects buzzing)
Maggie?
Maggie? (Underbrush crunches)
Maggie?
[Randolph] Maggie?
Maggie!
Hey.
What do you think the odds are
we're gonna find this girl?
Pretty good.
What are the odds she's still alive?
Pretty bad.
Hey, you've heard the
stories about this place, right?
Oh, I can't say that I have.
Pretty sure you're gonna tell me.
They say it's haunted.
According to legend,
as soon as that sun
falls below the horizon,
the ghosts ride in on the fog.
Then I guess we're
screwed then, aren't we?
Maggie!
Yeah, then there's the
legend of the Wendigo.
The Wendi-what?
The Wendigo.
It's an old Indian story about
this crazy horned creature
that prowls the forest at night.
Well that's great.
Maggie!
Oh and then there's
the story of the witch.
Wait.
When was the last time you
heard from any of the others?
Henson?
Ed? Anybody?
I don't know.
Why?
Henson!
Ed!
(sighs)
The sun's gonna be going down soon.
Let's hope those fairytales
of yours are bullshit.
(insect buzzing)
(eerie music) (underbrush crunching)
(gun cocks)
Cask?
Is that you?
(underbrush crunches) (grunting)
(neck cracks)
(Thief panting)
[Laney] Oh my god, Maggie.
Are you okay?
(eerie music)
Oh God.
I'm dead, aren't I?
That's it, I'm dead, and this is hell.
Are you guys dead, too?
Jessica Poovey.
Matthew Hammond.
Aimee...
Tucker.
Ryan Leba...
Leba?
Looba.
Ryan I.
(gunshot) (blood splatters)
(eerie music)
(distorting) (disembodied shrieking)
(glass shattering)
(eerie music)
(shriek in the distance)
(man groaning)
(disembodied whispering)
(pills rattle)
(eerie music)
Oh, shit!
(eerie, dramatic music)
(panting)
(camera clicking)
(laughing)
(camera clicks)
(laughing)
Hey, Quasimodo, you wanna
loosen my straps a little bit?
(slaps) (Royce grunts)
Fuck.
Come on.
(tense synth music)
(grunts) (gunshot)
(tense synth music)
(grunting)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(chainsaw whirring) (Thief yells)
Fucking die!
Oh my god!
(chainsaw whirring) (yelling)
(Thief yells indistinctly)
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
(grunts)
(Thief yelling) (chainsaw whirring)
Stick around.
(yelling)
(grunting)
(hits) (grunts)
Okay, fuck this.
(Royce grunting)
(thuds) (Royce yells)
That hurt.
Little help here?
Hello?
Yes, you. (Tense synth music)
(hits) (grunts)
Motherfucker!
Take some of that!
(hitting) (grunting)
Right in the potatoes. (Grunts)
Take that!
Take that!
(hits) (grunts)
Uppercut bitch!
(tense synth music)
[Randolph] Maggie?
Yes.
Yes! We're in here.
Yes, we're trapped.
You.
Oh goddammit.
(Thief panting) (tense synth music)
I win!
(squelching)
(panting)
Round two.
(tense synth music)
(squelching) (Hannah gasps)
Hannah!
No, no, no, no, no.
Please.
(tense synth music)
Don't take another step.
Try me.
(tense synth music)
(Thief yells)
(eerie music)
We've been watching you.
[Woman] Very closely.
- Why?
- Because you're special.
I know you can feel it, can't you?
It isn't me that's been visiting
your dreams, sweetheart.
It's you that's been visiting me.
You mean that I'm maybe one of you?
(laughing)
No, child.
We just wanna eat you.
(tense synth music)
(gunfire)
(tense synth music)
(thuds) (cult member grunts)
(tense synth music)
(grunting)
(chainsaw whirs)
(panting)
No man, no, no, no. Wait, wait!
(hits) (grunts)
(grunting)
(hitting) (grunting)
Fuck you, fuck!
(grunting)
(panting) (hitting)
(tense synth music)
First, you're gonna watch
me bathe in your friend's blood.
No.
And then I'm gonna eat her heart,
and then you're next.
No.
(tense synth music)
[Danforth] I got it!
(grunts)
- Oh shit!
- Oh, shit!
- Oh my god.
Get the fu
(grunting) (indistinct shouting)
Oh!
You shit.
You shit.
Fucking get your ass.
- Get it!
- I got it!
[Danforth] Oh shit.
(Thief panting) (tense synth music)
(panting)
(footsteps echoing)
(panting)
Hi.
(grunts)
Oh!
(coughs)
Do you have any idea what you've done?
[Thief] Seriously?
(grunts)
(dramatic music) (screeching)
(gasping)
(dramatic music) (shrieking)
[Danforth] Oh, just get off my...
Oh, shit.
(grunting)
(laughing)
(squelching)
(grunts) (squelching)
(laughs)
For hundreds of years we've been here
and you come here thinking
you can take it all away?
Who the fuck do you think you are?
(Thief coughs)
(hits) (grunts)
For hundreds of years.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
(grunts) (Thief squelching)
(body thuds)
I'm the Thief, bitch.
(grunts)
Stick a fork in it. You're done.
All right, kids.
Ready to go?
Come on, kids.
Come on.
Just run.
Run!
Run!
(grunting) (squelching)
(Danforth laughs)
(grunting) (squelching)
(laughing)
(gasps)
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Let's get outta here.
Yeah.
Yeah, let's go.
(ax thuds)
Let's go get a pizza.
Yeah.
Yeah, pizza sounds good.
(tense synth music)
(leaves rustling)
Laney?
Laney?
[Laney] Mom?
[Mom] Laney?
- Mom.
- Laney, oh my god.
Oh my god, you're okay.
- Oh my God.
- Oh my God.
Are you okay? Where have you been?
Where are your glasses?
- Long story.
- Oh my God.
Oh my god.
(soft acoustic music)
Hailey!
Oh my God, oh my God.
Oh, you're okay
Oh my God, you're safe.
Oh, thank you, God, thank you.
Joseph! Joseph!
So tell me now where were you
When the storms began to roll in
Tell me now what's the truth
More than our sins
And recognizing
- [Joseph] Shit.
Has become to set you free
Yep.
In the wonders of the game
And will you go out
Well...
Just like I said, man.
(Thief grunts)
Best there is.
[Joseph] I don't know what to say to you.
Don't say anything. Just pay me.
(car revving)
(pills rattling) I will face my demons
In the wonders of the king
And I will chose my
own path (clattering)
I won't focus on the past (strumming)
[Man] There you are.
What echoes always
What's up pal?
Long time no see.
Where you been?
You ought to know,
'cause you've been taking all those...
Fucking pharmaceuticals.
Yeah.
Those.
Hey uh...
Did you always look
all pale like that before?
Nevermind that.
So...
You're some kind of hero now?
Hm.
Let's give him a hand, shall we?
(clapping)
Yeah.
Yeah... Silence!
Yeah, I guess so.
You know, I saved some kids, though.
It feels pretty good.
- What a shame!
- God!
I hate it when you do that.
Alas, poor Thief.
I knew him well.
A fellow of infinite jest,
of most excellent fancy.
Take it easy, pal.
So...
How does it feel being a hero?
Feels pretty good. (Chuckles)
I kinda like it.
We're entering a new era.
A dangerous time for heroes.
We need to make adjustments.
What are you talking about?
Behold. (Rattling)
Open, sesame.
(rattling)
Hey.
How long has that been there?
Go now, hero.
Your armor awaits.
(synth music)
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Oh yeah.
Yeah, that sounds great. That's fine.
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Popcorn.
Popcorn.
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Underneath society we rise again
Approaching earth so violently
With the voices in our heads
We're here to take what's our
What belongs to us
Bow before your gods
And pray for mercy
(tense music)