The Household (2025) Movie Script

1
This isn't the movie I set out to make.
I was trying to tell the story
about what we thought was an urban legend,
but it became more about us,
the people investigating it.
You'll see what started out
as a somewhat polished movie
start to deteriorate
over the course of it.
Towards the end, I was
just trying to get anything
that might be helpful in here.
I've kept some identities hidden.
By the end, you should
start to understand why.
At some point, you'll
probably be wondering
why I even continued to make this movie.
I kept thinking back to this
punk band that I used to like,
A real political type.
People used to ask them,
why do they spend their time writing songs
instead of doing something
with more impact?
Well, if you're trying
to start a revolution,
it's better to have a catchy chant
than to hand out pamphlets
that no one's gonna read.
Give people something that'll
really stay with them.
So let's rewind about eight months,
and start at the beginning.
The search
for missing teenager
Bradley Dawes continues.
Questions are being raised
around the connection
to Jason Heartwell and Robert Dubrel,
two other Adelaide teens
that were found murdered
earlier in the year.
Investigators are seeking
assistance from the-
Pennington
teen, Arnold Brown,
was found dead in Port
Adelaide this morning.
Police now believe there was a link
between the six other
bodies found in surrounding-
Online forums are a ablaze
with chilling conspiracy theories,
as amateur detectives speculate
that the nine confirmed victims
may only be the be beginning.
Dark whispers of secret societies
orchestrating ritualistic murders-
Suspects, people
like judges, politicians.
prominent Business owners
are rumoured to be involved.
It sounds like there's
something very fishy
about the whole thing, if
you do a bit of digging.
Earlier this week,
one of Australia's most infamous
murderers, Max Lammasche,
was denied parole for the second time.
Lammasche was charged with
murder as the sole perpetrator
of nine male victims from 1991 to 2002,
but many suspect he had accomplices,
and that others were involved.
Numerous attempts to
reinvestigate these murders
have fallen on deaf ears.
Rumours still persist about police.
All right, for fuck's sake.
That's what I got so far, you know,
just editing with what we've got.
A lot of it's just Googled shit.
We've gotta drop in more of
our, you know, actual interviews
and the rest of the
shots from the animators.
I thought we were making a
movie with good stuff.
Yeah, we'll use, that
one's falling apart.
We'll use the good camera.
This is for like B roll and, you know,
because these are from the '90s and 2000s.
So it'll fit the aesthetic, it just-
-The aesthetic.
-The aesthetic.
It can just be like extra
shit that goes in the,
you know, while someone's talking,
we cut to shaky handy cam footage.
What are we doing?
So we're
doing like interview parts
and talking about the movie,
explaining things we've filmed.
So as the movie goes on we'll
do these like, you know,
like Big Brother-style cams
where we talk about things we've seen
and people we've talked to and stuff.
Like a confessional?
Yeah, kinda
like a confessional cam.
-What do I talk about?
-I'll prompt you.
-Okay.
-I'll prompt you.
It's a documentary, you've
gotta tell the truth.
-Okay.
-Don't be led by me.
So I just answer the questions?
-Yes.
-Okay.
Hi dolls, I'm Sarah Stewart,
I'm executive producer of
"The Household" documentary.
All right, can you
take it seriously now please,
do a proper one?
-Seriously.
So where did you get the
idea to make this movie?
Well I mean, if you
take it back a bit, um,
so I got into film making
through skateboarding.
Me and my friends would
go out and film each other
doing tricks and stuff.
And we all lived around Port Adelaide,
so that's where we'd go skateboarding, um,
and that's where a lotta the
Household stuff happened,
you know, happened years before
we were hanging out there.
But you know, our parents
would tell us to be careful,
and we'd meet all kinds of characters
hanging out around there.
'Cause the
police come around here
all the time, so be really careful.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Okay? Where do you live?
-Eh?
-Where do you live?
-So I've kind of always
known about it since I was a kid.
I don't have time for
this, I gotta get ready.
Fucking
After high school, "Oh what am I gonna,
what am I gonna do?"
So I went to film school, did
that whole thing, you know,
shot a few weddings, did
some photography gigs.
But you know, it's a
hard industry to get into,
especially if you don't
know the right people,
and life moves on, need money.
So the last few years I've been working
as a air conditioning repair technician.
Pat just, like wasn't happy.
He was just in a rut, just
floating through life.
You know, I could just
tell it was horrible.
It was just miserable.
So I encouraged him to
maybe, I don't know,
think about giving film making another go.
And he was always talking
about the Household,
so I said, why don't you make
a documentary about that?
So the basic story of the Household
is over the span of about a
decade, nine kids were taken.
There was a guy called Max
Lammasche who was arrested
and charged with the murders.
You think, well end of story, right?
But people can't really agree
on what's fact or fiction.
There's a lotta rumours out there,
and some people think
he's actually innocent.
Some people think he was a patsy,
and that there was a, you know police,
police were covering up for them,
whoever you think they are.
So no one's really sure what happened,
and that's why we're making this movie.
And we'll figure it out, hopefully.
-What are you doing?
-Testing the camera,
and making sure it still worked.
If it can put up with
our bullshit friends,
it can put up whoever,
whoever we're gonna end
up talking to on camera.
Yeah, that's very true.
There's a short clip out
there, floating around online,
that's apparently made by the Household.
The story goes that someone before us
was making a documentary
about the Household,
and they dug it up from somewhere.
I can't find any evidence about
whoever was making a
documentary before us,
whoever apparently found the Howard tape.
You don't learn much,
but it's, it's unnerving.
Once Pat saw that,
there was no stopping him.
I think Lammasche did it, and
I don't know how much weight
I put to those secret
society ritual killing
kind of rumours and stories
that just go along with it.
-Shut the fuck up.
-My god, fucking possums.
Fucking piece of shit house
in this piece of shit city.
I cannot wait to get out of here.
Well, good thing we are,
'cause you are burning
our bridges in this town,
and I'm glad that we'll be an ocean away
when this comes out, 'cause I
know how it's gonna go.
We'll have cops after
us and famous actors
and politicians and whoever else,
but we'll be in sunny London,
so I do not give a shit.
Sunny London.
Sunny, it's
always sunny in London.
It's always sunny in London.
Yeah.
Kind of over living in Adelaide.
So I figured, you know,
put this movie together,
use it as a bit of a, a show reel,
try and get some work in the UK.
The industry there's
just so much bigger,
it's a lot more opportunity
for someone like me.
I just want a pint of Guinness
and some fish and chips.
Wait, isn't Guinness Irish?
They have it, it's still closer.
The closer to Dublin that
you get, the better the beer.
I can't wait to go to New Zealand
and see some kangaroos.
You just mixed them up completely.
They have sheep in New Zealand.
They have Guinness in
the UK somewhere, yeah.
Well, you
better not say that kinda shit
when we're, when we're there.
I don't think, you know,
the Irish and Scottish
like getting mixed up for the English.
I would never ever mix them up.
Like, I just thought why not, fuck it.
I'm up for anything and
I can work anywhere,
so it's no issue to me.
So if it doesn't work out,
we can just come back.
So we've given ourselves a year
for production on the movie
to get all that finished.
You know, do interviews, visit locations,
investigate things while we're in Adelaide
where everything happened.
In, in that time we can
get our visas sorted,
save up some money, get a plan together,
um, and get out of here.
Boys up back
Front for the baddies
Boys up back
I can hear them already.
Yeah, they're gonna get
a noise complaint tonight.
Hello.
Open the door.
-Hey.
-More energy.
-More energy.
-We made it.
-What's going on?
-We're here.
We've arrived.
So we've been making a real effort
to hang out with our friends before we go,
spend as much time as possible with them,
'cause who knows how
long we're gonna go for?
We might fall in love with the place,
and just don't come back.
And it's been good having them involved
'cause our budget is.
Jesus, close
the door why don't you?
Make sure you lock it,
There's a lot of fucking weirdos around.
Yeah, someone
spilled booze on the-
-I'm excited.
-So exciting.
-Everybody going?
-Everybody's way too excited.
Bros?
Okay, no glass in the pool area.
No glass in the pool area. No glass.
You guys are so lucky, moving to the UK.
We've been friends with
Sarah and Pat for years.
Those two are always up to
some kind of weird project,
like their band, or that time when Sarah
tried to do standup comedy.
So when they said they were making a movie
and moving overseas, we
really weren't that surprised.
Growing up in Adelaide, you
hear all kinds of things
about the Household.
Everyone has a story about it,
or knew somebody who knew
a victim, or has a theory,
or something that they
think really happened.
Yeah, I remember that.
And I remember I thought they also had
like these weird rituals,
like rich people killing
parties and stuff like that.
I think I remember
were involved or something.
-Drink again.
-Yeah.
That'll make you feel better, mate.
Damo has been my best
friend since primary school.
We've known each other for
years and years and years.
I love him to death, but
he's into some dodgy stuff,
which I won't go into detail
on camera for obvious reasons.
Good.
But turns out he's
actually a pretty good actor,
who would've thought?
So, been doing some dramatic recreations
of some of the Household stuff,
what we think might have
happened where there's, you know,
when there's no photos
or videos available.
And yeah, he looks 15
years younger than he is.
So you just put him in the shadows,
he looks like a teenager, it works.
I'm happy helping with whatever.
Acting, second camera,
anything else you need to do,
that camping thing in a few months.
Pat's always got cameras
around and he's always filming,
so we're all kinda used to it.
Let's party, whoo!
Last week I was banned
Well shit, what's the backup plan
I walk in the front
door, a drink in my hand
No queue, no cover,
like I'm in the band
No security telling me that I'm banned
We're bringing house parties
back from the dead, man
Well, I'm never gonna buy my own house
'Cause they cost too much
My minimum wage job fucking sucks
And it wouldn't pay enough
But drinking and
partying is our passion
So I declare that house
parties are back in fashion
Housemate station, share house sitch'
Time to make these beers my bitch
Home bar, get in the car,
we don't have to go far
Ooh, ooh.
Shut up, check this out.
I just found something interesting.
What? I'm too hung over.
What do you want?
Oh, I was just reading
that AFL, that footy thread.
Info online about the case
is pretty hard to come by,
but there's like an AFL
football forum, of all things,
where there's actually quite a bit
of information posted
about random mysteries.
It's hardly peak journalism,
but a few leads came from there.
There's people on there
talking about the Household,
they've found this guy's YouTube video,
and he's talking about it.
That's brave.
Who is it, do you know?
I don't know, just some guy.
And he's just, he's made
a YouTube video about it.
Here this is, this is the video.
Hi, I'm Dan and I make videos.
Join me and my crew, the
Dan Pack, on our adventures,
and check out my videos.
I play games, make music,
and get up to all kinds of other things.
Okay guys, what's up? It's Dan here.
I'm doing something a
little bit different today.
This video, it's just me.
No Dan Pack, no crazy
challenges, no adventures.
I wanna talk about
something pretty serious.
There's something that's
been bothering me,
something on my mind.
I really wanna talk to
you guys about this one.
I don't usually talk about
this kinda thing on my channel,
um, but I really think my
fans should know about this.
Before I get started today,
I just wanted to let you guys know,
my parents have told
me not to put this out.
Apparently most of the time when videos
are put up about this,
they get taken down,
and so they say, people
go missing afterwards.
Look, I know what that
guy's saying is heavy
and I don't mean to make light of it,
but it's hard to take serious.
He's just so melodramatic
and over the top.
You can see his eyes like
reading, reading a script.
He's almost got, like perfect
unintentional comedic timing.
Some of you guys might remember
during my hundred subscriber party
that me and the Dan Pack,
we all took a shot for Jim.
Jim was my brother, and
he was murdered as a kid.
If you're from Adelaide,
you might've heard of
the Household murders.
Jim was the last victim.
Even at six years old, I knew it was weird
the way the cops were
acting with my parents.
So a few months after
they found Jim's body,
this Max Lammasche guy was arrested.
But even before that, I remember the cops
were just really hammering in
that he was the one who
did it, it was only him,
even though he wasn't on
their radar at the time.
So anyway, there was this
one cop, Detective Dandy.
He seemed to be on our side,
and he just didn't buy the story either.
Now recently, I contacted that very cop.
I remembered his name, so
I looked him up on Facebook
and he told me some
very interesting things.
He didn't wanna give
away too many details,
or he couldn't, but he wanted me to know
that I wasn't crazy,
there's definitely more
than meets the eye with this case.
He almost seemed sorry
that he couldn't do more for my brother.
So this is my appeal to the
world for any more info.
We can solve this, guys.
Stick around for part
two, where we hear more
of what the detective had to tell me,
and we can hear what I
personally think happened.
This guy's using
his own brother's murder
to shill his YouTube channel.
But in saying that, you know, he does feel
like a bit of a kindred spirit,
he's into making music and filming stuff.
The one thing I can confirm
that is legit in that video
is him talking about Detective Dandy.
That name pops up a lot, and
he seems to be the only cop
that's ever really made any
noise about what happened.
I've been calling and
emailing Dandy for weeks.
If I had his address, I would
drop him off a letter myself.
That's how desperate we
are to talk to this guy.
Dandy must
have felt sorry for him,
he talked to him, he won't talk to us.
Yeah, we need to see if
he'll talk to us, ASAP.
'Cause he was mentioning, you
know, getting disappeared.
But that's what I was worried about too,
and he said it as well.
Yeah we joked
about that, I'm not worried.
He's just been playing it up for YouTube,
and you know, he's got
his dozens of followers
looking out for him.
What has that got, like 17 views?
No one else has gotten back to us yet,
so hopefully we can interview him.
Stop laughing about it, and
we're gonna have to bleep that out too
Making fun
of his YouTube channel.
Hey, he won't see
it till the movie comes out.
Imagine at the premiere,
he's sitting next to us,
and we leave this bit in.
-This is serious.
-Anyway.
All right, I'll email him now,
and I'll see if I can find
a phone number or something.
I'll follow up with that detective
who won't talk to us either.
He might be more keen to talk to us,
now that he's talked to this guy.
Yeah, sweet. All right, you do that.
I'm going back to bed, hoo, hoo, hoo.
Hi, thanks so much for
meeting with me today.
It's nice to meet you.
Hi yeah, no worries at all.
Um yeah, I saw your Reddit post,
and I thought I had to reach out.
I'm glad you did.
Just for some context,
so I made a Reddit post
about Household victim Collin
Bauman, 'cause you know,
I was looking, looking
online for some info,
and there, there wasn't
a whole lot about him,
but Jane here reached out to me,
'cause your, your grandpa
thinks he saw Collin
act-actually being taken.
So I'm, I'm really glad that
you, you got back to me.
So Grandpa isn't with us anymore,
but I remember hearing
the story that he had told
about how he was working in Ottoway,
he was a council worker,
and he was meant to be
fixing some cricket nets.
And yeah so, and the story goes
that there was a group of kids
mucking around at the cricket nets,
and he obviously wanted to
get on with fixing the nets.
So knowing him, he probably, you know,
told them to F off, so he
could get on with his work.
Yeah, and fix the net.
And so one of those kids,
your grandpa thinks was Collin.
Yeah, that's right.
So after he'd had a word to them,
Grandpa heard the kids talking and,
and they were just saying,
"Oh, we may as well,
may as well go home."
And one went one way and the
other one headed off who,
who we think is probably
Collin, was probably Collin,
went the other way heading
towards Port Adelaide.
As Collin walked off, he had to cross
the Eastern Parade drains,
and Grandpa looked back.
And when he was on the
bridge, apparently he stopped
and he was talking to someone below.
Grandpa didn't think much of it,
but when he looked back the kid was gone.
And in that, in that time period,
there's not really anywhere
that he could have gone,
apart from into the drain.
It was a lead, at least.
We went to the drain entrance
that Pat's informant,
for lack of a better word,
had told him about, and had a look.
It was full of water, but
Pat knew another entrance.
I'd actually done a photo shoot
and skated at the drains
Jane was talking about a few years ago.
I knew that there was another entrance
just a few hundred metres away,
and they, they connected up.
So not all hope was lost, and
we could still get in there.
-It's fucked.
-What?
That, that's heaps scary.
So did your grandpa,
did he tell the police?
Did he report this?
Yeah, so he did.
He, a few days later he saw
that Collin was missing on,
on the news, and he did contact the police
to try to make a statement,
and the police said,
they'd get back to him
to take his statement,
and they didn't get back to him.
And then he tried a few weeks later again,
and yeah they, same thing again.
They'll get back to him,
they never came back to him.
So yeah, so he just kind
of stopped bothering.
He figured the um, information
mustn't have been important.
That's pretty spooky looking.
Mm, I don't know
if I wanna go in here.
Here, turn your torch on.
How do I do that?
It's on the
top, there's a switch.
-Ooh.
-There you go.
-Ready?
-All right.
Oh, this is creepy.
Where do you think these
actually go? Like how far?
I have no idea.
I mean, I guess we're gonna find out.
Did I tell you about the lady who,
the lady that I interviewed about this,
she was so fucking weird
about like when we're gonna,
"When are you gonna go?
When are you gonna go?"
I was like, "I don't know."
We've all heard the stories
about the mysterious Adelaide tunnels,
which apparently go to Parliament House,
and Port Adelaide, and the
army barracks up north.
So it's just kind of
interesting that, you know,
he might've disappeared into them.
Um yeah, I haven't heard about that.
Um, do you think you'll
investigate the drains?
Yeah, for sure. We'll,
we'll go check that out.
-When?
-When will we go?
Ah, I'll have to check our,
our schedule and the calendar.
I've got, you know, plenty of
stuff booked in for filming.
I'm gonna go to Port Pirie soon.
So we've gotta wait for a couple of days
when it's not raining, so we don't get,
you know, washed away.
Okay, well it, it's warm this week.
Do you think you'll go this week, or?
Maybe. Like I said, I've
gotta check my schedule.
But I might have Thursday free,
so might head down there on Thursday.
Okay Thursday, so what time?
Yeah, I was just curious
what your plan was,
and if you could let me know when you,
once you've been down,
if you find anything, that
would be really awesome.
I thought she was kinda strange,
but what do you expect when
you reach out to people
on the internet about
decades-old murder mysteries?
She probably
thought you were the nutter,
talking about fucking
secret tunnels and shit.
Yeah, maybe.
We walked for ages, and
then that's when we found it.
Oh where are we?
What the fuck?
What's that say?
All right, we've
been walking for about an hour,
we were about to turn back,
'cause we haven't seen anything
and we just found this, what the fuck?
Garden Island,
have you heard of that place?
I vaguely
remember something in the,
the court case, a mention of
something about Garden Island.
But no, no one's really
talking about that.
Oh that's creepy.
-Well.
-What the?
-What was that?
-I don't know.
Let's just get out of here.
This is all we're
gonna find, so let's go.
-Let's go.
-We're leaving.
What the fuck?
Who is that, come back?
-Can he see us?
What the fuck? Of course he can see us.
Just, is that like a crack head
that lives down here or something?
-Or a cop?
-I don't think it's a cop.
Fuck off.
We need to get
the fuck out of here.
Oh, should we go this way?
-I'm not going in there.
-No, just wait him out.
Who knows where he went?
Just wait, 'cause they
could be just outside.
Are they fucking
out there waiting for us?
-What?
-Are they out there
fucking waiting for us?
-That's what I'm saying.
We can't just go. Oh, fuck.
Who the is fuck is that?
Fuck it, let's just, just run.
Just run straight to the car.
We'll just run down to
that fence we jumped.
Come on, let's go.
Oh God.
-You think it's okay?
What the fuck was that?
I was just thinking,
it might have been,
like graffiti guys in the tunnel.
Yeah, maybe.
I don't know, it was pretty spooky though.
Yeah.
I wasn't worried about ghost or ghouls
or Household members
getting us down there.
It was homeless people and
junkies and crack heads
and graffiti artists that worried me.
You know, if I was
hanging out in the drains
up to no good doing things
I didn't want people to see,
I'd do my best to scare off, you know,
a film crew coming around as well.
That's weird.
Did you leave your door open?
-No.
-Well,
I fucking locked it before I left.
Yeah, I didn't leave it open.
Did you open it when you
put the skateboard in?
No, I put the skateboard in the boot.
Fuck, the camera gear.
Oh, everything
looks like it's there.
Yeah, what the fuck?
What the fuck? These cords are fucked,
well, they've unplugged this.
So someone's been in the car.
Yeah, but why
didn't they take anything?
I don't know.
Yeah, everything's here.
-That's fucking weird.
-Yeah, it is weird.
When we got home I checked the dash cam,
and I didn't think
there'd be anything on it,
but there was this.
What are we doing out here?
Why have you dragged me
outside on this beautiful day?
It's too loud inside with the possums.
They're going nuts in the ceiling.
Oh, I guess
the plane's a lot better
than the possum noises in the ceiling.
Yes it is.
Have you heard back from
the landlord about it yet?
So he's saying he's not
gonna do anything about it.
So like, I'm just gonna film it at night
when they're going crazy, so
you know, we've got evidence.
We can go to fair housing
SA or whoever we need to,
'cause you know I want our bond back.
We could use that money in the UK.
Yeah, exactly.
It's fucked,
I can't live like this,
and be woken up at 4:00 every morning.
Yeah, I know it's trash.
Anyway, what are we watching?
We're not watching anything.
We've got something to listen to.
So this is the real audio of Karl Roberts,
who was the sixth victim of the Household.
And in 2000 he escaped from somewhere,
wherever he was being held.
I don't exactly know where.
And he called the police from
a phone box in Rosewater.
But unfortunately he died of blood loss
before an ambulance and
the police could get there.
So we've got his last recorded moments.
Right, so that's the thing
we did a recreation of with Damo for.
So like, we can just set this
to the stuff we've already filmed.
Yeah, we've got the real
call now to listen to.
Shit, okay.
Well, I guess we better
put headphones on, and-
Give it a listen.
Are you ready?
-Yep.
Triple zero,
police, fire, or ambulance?
-Help me.
-Okay sir,
what's your address please?
My hand, my eye.
You've injured
your hand and your eye?
Okay, where are you located?
Can you tell me what road you're on?
They took my hand and my eye.
They took
your hand and your eye?
Where are you located? We'll send help.
Premium products at port.
You're in a port, which port?
Okay, stay with me, are
you there? Are you there?
-Low prices.
-Hello?
Premium products,
low prices at the port.
Hello, can you hear me?
Shit, that's pretty full-on,
that's pretty grizzly stuff.
Yeah, it makes it so much more real,
hearing his voice like that, like-
Yeah, it's like
reading the footy thread
or the Wikipedia article
about it's one thing,
but actually hearing his voice,
and that was a real person that died.
Yeah I know, it's like ooh, like,
"My hand and my eye," like oh,
I just can't even imagine what it must be,
how scary it must be in that moment.
Well, what was that bit though,
I couldn't even understand
what he was actually saying
at first, he was like,
"Low prices in the port,"
or something, I don't know what,
what he was on about there.
I know like, where he was
found was near the port,
like maybe, I don't know,
maybe that's what he was
talking about or something,
I don't know.
I don't know, it just,
it seemed like he kept repeating it.
I guess like, he might've been in shock,
or you know, brain does weird things,
like misfiring neurons
and stuff that goes on.
Yeah, I don't know, that,
"Low prices in the port,
low products, premium price in the port,"
seems really familiar.
I know that from somewhere,
and it's gonna drive me mental
trying to remember where.
So I just
have some release forms
for you guys to sign.
It's just the legal stuff to say
you agree to be in our film.
Nothing crazy or anything like that.
Okay.
I got in touch with the
Heartwells through a friend
of a friend of another
friend who knew them.
I mean, everyone kind of
knows everyone in Adelaide,
it's like a, you know,
glorified country town.
I could tell over the phone
that they were a little bit
apprehensive to talk to us,
but it really felt like
the mum was the one
who kind of wanted to, to chat about it.
Um, could you please say your names
and spell them for me please?
Bev Heartwell.
-Roger Heartwell.
-Great.
So could you tell me about your son?
Okay yeah, our son Jason,
he was 16 when he was taken.
He looked young for his age.
Those sick bastards.
Lammasche was granted anonymity,
however you say the bloody word.
When has that ever happened before?
This wasn't the first we'd heard
about Lammasche being granted anonymity,
and to why we haven't really
talked about him a whole lot,
there's just nothing
to go on at this point.
And Roger was right, I looked it up after.
I can't find any other case in Australia
where someone that's over the age of 18
has been convicted of a crime,
and has had their name
and image suppressed.
It's crazy, more fuel
for the conspiracy fire.
It is very strange.
I've looked, I've asked,
I've called around,
I can't even get a picture of the guy
I'm starting to
wonder whether this bloke
ever exists, his boss's
are covering for him.
These are the blokes, I'd
really like to meet them
in a dark alley one day.
You said blokes, plural.
You don't believe Jason was
killed solely by Lammasche?
If you believe that,
I've got a bridge for sale.
Okay so who, who else do you think
was really involved then?
There's all the rumours about politicians,
and celebrities, and surgeons.
There's never really been
any evidence of that though.
Mr. Dandy seemed to think that.
He didn't come out and say
it, but you could just tell.
The other cops were all such rude pigs.
They didn't treat us very well.
We've actually been
trying to get a hold of Dandy
to interview him for this movie.
You know, we've been
sending emails and calling,
but he, he hasn't got back to us.
So what was he like?
You know could you, what,
what kind of person was he?
He's just as bad as the rest of them,
as far as I'm concerned.
They know what's happened,
and it's just such
an old boys club, that they're
all looking after each other.
Yeah look, I don't think this
is a good idea from the start.
The cops told us not to
talk to people like you,
not that I think that they're any better.
Look, if
someone has threatened you,
there's avenues we could follow.
You know, we just wanna
know the truth too,
so yeah, if someone's threatening you-
Yeah, we're done here,
so you might as well turn the cameras off.
That's it, I don't wanna
talk about it anymore.
Well, that was a fucking waste of time.
What do we got, about
five minutes of footage?
I don't even know if any
of it's gonna be usable.
Yeah, yeah. They, they seem
really scared of the cops.
I mean, not so much Dandy,
but they seem a bit worried.
I don't know, at least we kinda got done
a little bit earlier,
'cause you've got a long drive tomorrow.
Mm, I know. What are you
gonna do while I'm gone?
I'm just gonna call the prison again,
and see if I can find a way
around this media embargo
and see if I can get an
interview with Lammasche somehow,
or get a photo or something.
I don't know, I'm gonna just harass them
and I'm gonna harass
Dandy some more as well,
and see if he'll finally answer
any of my emails or calls, but-
How many times a
day you're calling him,
double it.
Yeah, I'm going to, like
that's what I'm saying.
Like, someone's gonna
have to talk eventually.
They're not really
letting me in right now,
but there's gotta be a crack somewhere.
Are you sure you'll be all
right going by yourself?
I don't know, I'm kinda worried about it.
Some weird stuff started
to happen already.
Mm, nothing's been that weird.
Oh what are you worried, oh you think,
you think Max Lammasche is gonna get me?
It's not Max I'm worried about,
but no one's ever picked this up before.
Like, maybe there's a reason for that.
Maybe it does deeper than we think.
Well, I hope it does.
Otherwise it's gonna
be a very boring movie.
"Oh, you're investigating
these murders and,
and who did it?"
"Well, he got caught years
ago and he's in jail."
"Yeah well, what's the twist?"
"No it's nothing, he did it, that's it."
He, he just did it.
That, that's the movie.
That's the
twist, he just did it.
Yeah.
I've been working pretty much 9:00 to 5:00
for my day job, squeezing
in filming for the movie.
But an opportunity came
up for some remote work
installing aircons in a
whole block of apartments
in a place called Port Pirie.
It's good money, you know, we
could use that for the move.
But there's also a Port Pirie
connection with the Household.
So I stopped on the side of the road here,
on my way to Port Pirie,
because July 19th, 1993,
this is where third victim
Bradley Dawe was found.
His body was found by a retired couple,
and they were caravanning
around the country
and pulled over, just stopped
here on the side of the road,
just like these assholes.
Fuck off, I'm trying to make a movie.
I'm not sure of where
exactly, it was somewhere here
in this little car park, rest stop thing.
But it's changed a lot
in the last 30 years.
Somewhere here is where he was discovered.
He was dumped in some plastic tarping,
it's like they didn't really
care if he was found or not.
There was no attempt at
hiding, or concealing the body.
It might seem like I'm kinda
stalling here and, and I am.
Because where we have to
go next is pretty full-on.
I mean, it's not that bad,
but I have to do it
alone, which is creepy.
If I had someone with
me, it'd be a lot better.
What are you fucking doing? Move.
So I've driven two and a half, three hours
north of Adelaide to Port Pirie,
and I managed to book the exact room
where Bradley Dawes was tortured,
and held for five days before his murder.
So, it's kind of eerie in here.
Yes, I'm speaking very quietly,
'cause these rooms are paper thin.
And so looking through the
old crime scene photos,
I managed to find out which motel it was.
This is really kinda creepy,
and it's not like I get
to just pack up and leave
once I'm done filming.
I've gotta sleep in this room tonight,
which I'm not looking forward to.
And just to make things creepier,
I've waited till 2:00 in the morning,
just, you know, to get the right mindset.
And I don't know, that
just felt right to me.
It is believed Bradley was held captive
for five days in this very room,
tortured in horrific ways by Max Lammasche
or the Household,
depending on who you ask.
His limbs were amputated
in a surgical fashion,
almost as if done by a doctor.
The really horrifying thing
is, the coroners believe
that he was still alive for two days
after his arms and legs were
cut off, which is fucked.
What makes this even more
unusual, is there's no way
Max Lammasche could've
done those amputations.
He was a concreter that dropped
outta school in year 10,
yet he was the only person charged.
The official story is he committed
all these murders himself,
just doesn't add up to me.
I'm gonna turn on the black
light, see if we see anything.
Now this is a hotel room,
so I doubt anything will
be here from the murder.
Like thousands of people would've stayed
in this room in the last 30 years.
No, nothing.
Now it looks like the
room has been renovated
since Bradley's murder, going
by how these fittings look.
What I wanna know is why such
high profile rich people,
sorry, allegedly such high
profile rich people, you know,
if you, if you're gonna buy
into the conspiracy theory,
why would they use this place,
why would they come here?
I guess it's, you know, it's a small place
away from the big city
with less people around.
I don't know.
I thought they'd have
some kind of secret bunker
or dungeon or something.
Nothing with this case really
makes a lotta sense, though.
Fuck.
Hey, can you stop flashing
whatever those lights are?
It's flickering right
in my fucking window,
you fucking asshole.
Oh shit, yeah sorry, I didn't realise.
Sorry, yeah, I'll turn them off.
That scared the shit outta me.
All right, we good?
-Yep.
Marker.
All right, is that camera good?
-Yeah.
-All right.
So we're now standing
in front of a business
that used to be owned by a Mr. C,
who was involved in the Household murders.
Now we're gonna refer to him as Mr. C.
That's not his real name,
but just for legal reasons,
just to cover our asses.
So I was kinda lying there.
Honestly, we just haven't
figured out who he is yet.
All that's been released
is the name Mr. C,
not his real name.
We knew when Mr. C owned the pub,
just not like who he actually was.
I've done a freedom of
information request on it,
but it hasn't come through yet.
These things usually don't take this long,
but it's taking a really long time.
And it's believed
that five outta the nine
confirmed Household
victims were held here.
Definitely things went on here
that, they were investigated,
but never, never done properly.
So Mr. C himself was investigated,
but was cleared of all charges
and you know, no wrongdoing.
But the interesting thing is, his brother,
who was also investigated,
was a well-known surgeon in Adelaide.
-What are you doing here?
-What the fuck I'm filming.
What are you doing?
-You can't do this here,
this is private property.
What the fuck is this?
What do you think,
you're FBI or something?
-This is private property.
-No it's not,
it's the fucking footpath.
Get those
cameras out of here.
-I can fucking film here.
-Show some respect.
Respect for,
it's on the side of road.
- Side of the-
- Get that out of here.
Don't fucking touch it, dude.
All right,
what are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do about it?
Call the fucking cops, we're on the-
Go ahead, call the cops.
Yeah I will call the
cops, and they'll be like,
"Yeah, you're allowed to film
on the fucking footpath."
Who do you think you are?
Have you got a permit for this?
Okay, I don't feel good about this.
I think we need to get the stuff and go.
No fuck them, we're
not doing anything wrong.
Ah, get out of my way.
-Wait around, tough guy.
-We're going, we're going.
Get outta
the fucking way, dickhead.
Yeah fuck you, I'm taking
photos of you too, dickhead.
What the fuck was that?
Are you still getting them?
Yeah, I'm still recording them.
-Yeah, good.
-They're recording us.
They're still there.
We're not a hundred percent sure
on the legalities of showing their faces,
so we're just gonna blur them out for now,
just to be safe, until we
figure out who they are
and what they wanted.
I don't know though, I
don't know about this.
These people are gonna try and tell me
I can't film on the footpath,
get fucked.
So let's assume that those were
some Household members we ran into.
Why are they playing
these little mind games?
Why if, if they're as all-powerful
as everyone's making them out to be,
do something serious, do
something interesting.
Like yeah, it might be, it'd be scary,
but, make me believe it's you,
it'll make for a good movie.
So we just went to one
of the rumoured locations
that the Household used to
use, and all of a sudden
these fucking people
appeared out of nowhere.
They started telling us we need to leave,
taking photos of us, pushed
the camera out the way.
They were like on us straightaway,
we'd barely set up.
I know, like we weren't fucking trying
trying to break in or anything.
I can understand if we were like,
damaging property or something,
but we're trying to like, take some photos
and film out the front from
the other side of the road.
But they must have been watching us,
like from one of those other buildings
that are right near it, so it's an older,
Hang on my phone's ringing, what the fuck?
That's my number.
How is it my number calling me?
Maybe it's one of those
scams, I don't know.
They can like, mirror them now.
Patrick
Hamish Jones, 15 December, 1991,
Casterton Memorial Hospital.
04186 9 Ivey
Street, Woodville 5011,
Adelaide, South Australia.
Sarah Windsor Stewart, 10, October, 1991.
That's us, how did
they get my middle name?
No one knows my middle name.
That's my phone number,
and your phone number,
and our address.
-Adelaide, South Australia.
Is that a warning or something?
-Fucking feels like it.
-Patrick Hamish Jones.
- You know, five-
- I feel sick.
Five minutes after we
run into those assholes.
-Casterton Memorial Hospital.
-This is, this is fucked.
-9 Ivey Street, Woodville.
-Okay.
Adelaide, South Australia.
Patrick Hamish Jones,
15 December 1991, Casterton
Memorial hospital, 041867.
What are you doing, it's
the middle of the night?
Oh, I couldn't
sleep after that phone call,
and the possums.
Yeah what is
this, where are these from?
Well, I dug them up again
when you were in Pirie.
I was trying to clean
some stuff out for London,
and then, I got them from
the bin at our old house.
What?
I think they
belonged to the old people
that lived there before we moved in.
-Oh.
-At the Ridgehaven House.
-Yeah, those ones.
-Yeah and I saw them,
and I was like, "Aw."
We could make like a, do a
reenactment or, I don't know.
Yeah, that's a good idea.
I thought they were cool anyway.
Yeah.
Who is that, this time of night?
Is that them again? What the fuck?
Hello? Ah, hi.
Thanks for calling.
That's actually what we
wanted to talk to you about.
Yeah, yeah, we'd definitely be,
yeah, we definitely wanna meet.
Perfect, great, all right. I'll
wait to hear from you then.
Okay, thank you. Have a good night.
Who was that?
Who's calling this late?
-Dan.
-Dan who, who's Dan?
-The YouTube guy.
-Oh, the brother?
-Yeah.
-Oh, shit.
I know.
We'd watched a few more of Dan's videos
since finding his YouTube channel.
We're still on the fence
about whether he was the real deal or not.
But the photo he had was of who
he claims to be his brother,
and we couldn't find that
exact photo anywhere else.
So if this is fake or a
prank or, whatever,
he's doing a good job of it.
So I said, "Just text
me the time and address,"
so we'll just-
Yeah, whatever works for him.
We'll figure it out.
-We'll figure it out.
But I fucking thought
it was the same people
that were calling you.
Yeah, I
thought it was them again.
I was like, "Who's calling this late?"
I know, I'm like,
"They're calling me now."
Yeah. All right.
Do you wanna help me pack this stuff up?
No you, you set it all up.
I don't wanna pack it all up.
All right,
I'll meet you in bed.
I'll clean it up.
Oh, I'll help you clean it up.
-Just go to bed.
-No, it's all right.
It's my shit anyway.
Ours, what's yours is mine.
I was
like, "That's not gonna work."
Oh, very excite.
Thanks so much
for meeting with us.
Yeah, no worries.
If you could just spell
your full name for me.
So that's D-A-N, Dan the Man,
kicking off this interview tonight.
Yeah, what's up?
Oh, I almost forgot. I need my camera.
I can post this on my
channel, collab video.
First of all, thanks
for meeting with us.
When we saw your YouTube video,
we knew we just had to reach out.
A lot of the victims'
families don't wanna speak
about this at all, let alone to us.
They are very closed up about it.
And there's a lot of rumours
connected to the Household name.
You know, from your perspective,
why do you think they did it?
Blood pacts, endocrine
drinking, I don't know.
High-end escorts just don't
cut it anymore, who knows?
You guys are the ones making
the film, what do you think?
I find it hard to believe
that there's some sort
of cult involved in it.
I mean, I kind of feel like
it was just some sort of,
you know, sickos that
just got off on it really.
But I don't know, some strange things
have started happening
to us, to be honest.
So have you guys been getting
the strange phone calls?
Knocks at the door, just random
cars following you around?
Well yeah, some of that stuff.
It's gonna get worse.
I swear I'm starting to
see people in the yard,
people lurking around the house.
Dandy did warn me that
this was gonna happen.
I kinda saw it coming.
Okay yes, he's weird.
He's weirder in real life
than he is in his videos.
But after meeting him and
talking to him, I think,
I think he's, it's authentic.
I think he's telling the truth.
What exactly did Dandy tell you?
He doesn't usually talk
to anyone about this,
but he made an exception for
me, 'cause of my brother Jim.
So he gave me a rundown on the Household.
Do you know why they
called themselves that?
It's some kind of fucked-up joke,
'cause they're household
names, do you get it?
Dandy overheard them talking
about it at some gala event.
Like, of course they're
friendly with the cops.
That's interesting.
Personally, I think he's
doing his own snooping.
He didn't actually say this,
but I think he might be
trying to take them down himself.
He wants everyone to stay
the fuck away from this.
He said that they're gonna make
anyone's life a living hell
if they start poking
their nose around in it.
He said they'll start out
with, you know, the warnings,
phone calls, knocks at the door,
following you around, that sort of thing.
But if you don't stop poking
your nose around, you know.
That was worrying, Dan
saying that it'll get worse.
But Dandy is doing his own investigation,
what's going on with that?
I mean, it's a bit
farfetched, don't you think?
Some prank calls and some
door knocks is one thing,
but getting murdered.
Oh yeah, and these guys,
they wouldn't murder anybody?
I guess my brother just tripped
and fell on a knife, did he?
I know what I'm getting into.
I think you guys are being a bit naive.
I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry.
I know this must be a
touchy subject for you,
and I didn't mean to
insinuate anything like that.
Can I ask about.
Are you ready?
I was, but then I got some emails
and I have good news and I have bad news.
Which, what do you want first?
Bad news I guess, always bad first.
The animator's out.
He's out?
Yeah, he said he wants-
What do you fucking mean, he's out?
Well, he said he wants
nothing to do with the project,
and you know, that's
it, don't contact him.
We already paid him.
Yeah well that's, I
thought it was weird.
He sent the money back, and
we've got half the shots,
but we might have to use your,
you know, X-ray idea you had,
and do some more real-life recreations.
So I'd found an animator,
this guy from Indonesia,
had a really cool style.
We commissioned him to
do some shots of stuff
where we don't have
photos, don't have videos,
'cause there's hardly any out there,
so we can at least, you know,
instead of me sitting here
talking to the camera,
explaining what happened,
I can show you something,
that is probably what it looked like.
Why do you think he's out, then?
Like, you don't think he got a phone call
or something like we did, surely not.
He's in, where was he from?
He's like Indonesian or something.
They're not gonna, you know,
bother messing with someone overseas
for our dinky little
movie, I don't think so.
Well, what's the good news then?
I forgot about the good news.
I was too worried about that.
All right, you take this one.
Let's go.
Go?
Yeah, get
in the car, we're going.
-Hey.
-Yo, what's going on?
Good to see you, Gus.
-Yeah.
-This is Sarah.
-Hey.
-Ah, nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you too.
Cameras already?
It's a documentary, man.
You gotta, you gotta film everything.
Yeah, yeah I guess so.
It's, it's been a long time.
Yeah, a few years now.
We are, we went to film school together.
Oh okay, oh nice.
Yeah, a little while ago then.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, I hear you guys are
moving to the UK, huh?
Yeah, yeah,
not long to go now.
-Yeah hectic, come on in.
-Cheers yeah, lead the way.
-Mind the mess.
-All good.
Welcome, try not to touch
anything, all right?
-Yeah, sure.
-So, what do you actually do?
Ah, I guess you could
say I'm a, a collector,
a collector of sorts.
Yeah it's
like it's, it's art stuff.
What do you collect?
- Yeah, yeah it's-
- What is it, though?
It's just for art stuff,
it's just old videos.
That's like why I came to him,
'cause I knew he had a bunch
of these old, old tapes.
Let's just say, I like to watch.
Yeah.
I got a weird vibe from Gus.
I mean, he seemed harmless
enough, but just odd.
I don't know where Pat
gets these people from.
I don't really understand
what Gus is into.
I know, I don't see the appeal of it.
Some would call it art.
I'm, I'm pretty open-minded.
I would call it art.
Anyway, so you found it?
-Yeah.
Yeah, can we see?
I knew like, if anyone was
gonna have it, it'd be you.
I asked Gus if he, you know,
knew what I was talking about,
if he'd stumbled across
it in his collection,
and the dude's got piles of old VHS tapes.
Just random movies you've never heard of.
And you know, hours of someone
that's just recorded the TV.
I mean, it doesn't
seem that interesting.
So why are you looking
for this guy, anyway?
Well just, just play it.
Let's see if it's actually the one
I was talking about first.
-Okay.
Are you looking for a deal?
I'm Ben Campbell, and Benny's
Bargains have got you covered.
Premium products, low prices, at the port.
It's our closing down sale.
Yeah, we've been saying
that one for years,
but this time we mean it.
"Guinness World Records",
2002 edition, only $10, $10.
You're gonna find our prices in here.
Eight metres of rope, get you
out of a sticky situation.
Soft and supple, $2, $2.
Oh, you could
do better than that.
Two whistles, $2, get the attention
of the old ball and chain.
Mi Goreng, 40 cents a pack.
We've got hot and spicy,
and spicy and hot, 40 cents.
You could feed yourself for weeks.
You can't even make a phone
call for 40 cents these days.
Now as you know, I own a
pub, so I love a good drink.
And when I have a good drink,
I need a good stubby holder.
$2, $2, $2.
No matter where you are,
we've got a location for you.
Be it Port Adelaide, Port
Pirie, or Port Augusta.
Premium products, low prices at the port.
Step into Benny's Bargains.
That's it,
that's exactly what,
what we were looking for.
-Great, great.
Cool, so we've gotta go.
I hate to do this and run,
but like you can email me,
email me that can't you, send a link?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
I mean I've, I've got
plenty of other stuff.
I can get the good stuff
outta the back, if you want.
No, no, that's all right.
This is just the one that we need.
-I reckon you'd enjoy it.
-Not with Sarah here, you know?
-Okay, yeah.
-Another day.
We've got so much stuff to do tonight,
I'd really appreciate it-
Suit yourself, suit yourself.
Yeah I'll, I'll send you an email.
All right great, thank you.
See you.
-All right.
Nice to meet you.
-See you, nice to meet you.
Thank you so much.
I wasn't trying to be rude to Gus.
Yeah, it came across as
a bit rude and abrupt.
I just thought it better
for everyones sake to,
don't involve anyone that
doesn't need to be at this point.
You caught that?
Yeah, I remember
that from when I was a kid.
All right we gotta, we gotta
do some comparisons here.
I've got what he sent
through, let's just see.
Premium products,
low prices at the port.
Premium products,
low prices at the port.
I knew I knew that
phrase from somewhere.
I said it before.
I hadn't stopped thinking about it
since Sarah played that phone call for me,
and then it just clicked.
That was it, as soon as I saw that ad,
I remembered it too.
I felt like it was on TV
every, like 15 minutes
when I was a kid.
40 cents, you could
feed yourself for weeks.
You can't even make a phone
call for 40 cents these days.
Now as you know, I-
"You can't even make a phone call
for 40 cents these days."
'Cause that's how much,
payphones, they were 40 cents.
Like Karl Roberts, I mean that's a-
It's a bit of a stretch.
But you know with him saying-
Premium products,
low prices at the port.
I don't know, it's not
that much of a stretch, but-
Now as you know,
I own a pub, so I love a-
-Own a pub?
-Own.
Hang on, what was his last name again?
What was his, I can't even
remember his first name.
Where did he say it, right at the start?
Well, his first name was Ben.
Are you looking for a deal?
I'm Ben Campbell and-
Campbell, C, Mr. C owned a pub.
And then one of the
other Household victims
is saying his catchphrase over
and over again as he's dying.
-That's pretty wild.
-Where were we?
No matter where you are,
we've got a location for you,
be it Port Adelaide, Port Pirie, or Port-
-Port Pirie?
-Port Pirie.
'Cause what was his, Bradley-
Bradley Dawe.
He was held in Pirie, and dumped
on the way back to Adelaide.
- Okay, so we got a-
- Surely old mate
was going back and forth.
So we've got Ben C,
A Mr. C owns a pub.
The little hint about a public payphone,
and we've got a very loose
Bradley Dawe connection-
-Yeah.
-to Port Pirie.
We've got his surname is
C, Campbell, he owns a pub,
and one of the other victims was repeating
his fucking catchphrase
over and over again,
just after he escaped from
the area where his pub is.
I mean, if I didn't know the dude's name,
I would remember the catchphrase,
I would just say that,
and people would know
who I'm talking about.
He doesn't know his
name, but he's like saying
his catchphrase over and over again,
like it's the only thing
that obviously stood out.
- Yeah, that-
- And that was
so recognisable in that time period.
Every time I drive past the old place
that used to be there, still like,
"Premium products", it was everywhere.
Um, We've got to talk to this dude.
'Cause the shops are
gone now, aren't they?
Yeah, they're not there anymore.
I don't know if he'll talk to us, though.
Especially if we're
asking him questions like-
-Well he's dead, so.
-He's dead.
He's dead, so
we won't be talking to him.
-Oh.
-It's another lead to follow
and at least, you know, if he's dead,
he's not gonna sue us.
This is finally
starting to feel worth it,
like we're getting some actual answers.
We're getting somewhere.
I feel like we're just
like, on a roll now,
and now we have time
to go to Garden Island.
Think that it's just a phase
And that I'll go away
So we're at Garden Island
tonight, near Port Adelaide,
'cause a little while
ago, we found some clues
that suggested Household
victim Collin Bauman
might be buried out here.
Let's go have a
look and see what we can see.
Just think he
could be anywhere out here.
I know. You'd never find him.
No, there's
just nothing around
for miles and miles.
-And like, with the scrub
and the mangroves like, where
would you even, like start?
Well, and who comes out here,
apart from like, people
servicing the power lines?
I hate
it out here, it's so creepy.
Lammasche.
You are the, oh
that scared the fuck out of me.
You're a dick, oh my God.
That noise,
that electricity noise.
We're allowed to be out here, aren't we?
I mean, there's
no signs saying not to.
What is that light?
Must be like a safety thing like.
I don't know it's the only one
that's lit up, though.
Yeah, it looks
kinda cool. I like it.
-It's kinda creepy.
-No it's good.
Yeah just think he could
be anywhere, just out there.
What the fuck? There's people over there.
-Patrick.
-There's people over there.
-Patrick, Patrick, Patrick.
-What the fuck?
Can you see that? Can you zoom in?
You've got a longer zoom than I do.
Yeah, I'm zooming, I'm zooming.
-What the fuck is,.
-Okay.
Oh my God.
Fucking hell what is that?
They saw the flash.
Go, go, go.
Yeah, we're almost at the car.
-You got the keys?
-Yeah.
Get in, get in, get in.
Go, go, go.
What the fuck was that?
I don't know, let's get out of here.
-What was that?
-I don't know.
Why would you fucking take
a flash photo of them?
I didn't mean
to, I didn't mean to.
It's all
right, it's Port Adelaide,
it's probably just weirdos.
It didn't
look like just weirdos.
It's fine.
Something
fucked-up's going on here.
It's fine.
What if it's not fine, then what?
Well we're in
the car, we're gone now.
It doesn't matter.
All right, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to use a flash.
-It's fine.
It's okay, you didn't mean to.
Are you fucking joking?
Are we really fucking
getting pulled over right now?
Yep, put the camera down.
Keep, keep filming, but
don't let him see it.
Just keep filming.
-Yeah, okay.
Fuck.
This is fucked.
Shh.
You were going
pretty fast there, Mr. Jones.
Oh, was I? Sorry, I just
wasn't paying attention.
Bit tired, it's my bad.
What are you guys
doing here this time of night?
Oh, we're just like, ah,
looking at the stars, you know?
It's a, it's a nice night,
and there's not much light
pollution out here, so yeah.
-Right, licence?
-Yeah, sure.
Wait here.
Okay.
Stars, you
couldn't come up with better
than fucking stars?
Oh I don't know, I fucking panicked.
I couldn't think of anything else.
It doesn't sound
real, it sounds like a lie.
It doesn't matter, it's
not illegal. We'll be fine.
He knew your fucking name
when we pulled up.
-Yeah.
How did he know your name?
He probably ran the
plates, he's a fucking cop.
He just looked it up on the computer.
He probably thinks we're
out here just hooning,
- I mean-
- Hooning?
Yeah, me and Damo used to come out here
in his Supra all the time, and-
We're in a fucking hatchback.
We're in a fucking hatchback,
he doesn't think we're fucking hooning.
Shush, he's coming. Shush.
So, your mate Dan went missing
a few days ago.
I guess you didn't have
anything to do with that?
Dan, Dan Schwartz, is he missing?
You were
one of the last people
to see him, alive.
Anything you can tell me about that?
Nothing, no nothing. This is news to me.
Well, expect a visit from us.
Oh, and you're driving with
a disqualified licence.
What, disqualified? No, I'm not.
Disqualified for
drink driving, two weeks ago.
No I wasn't, what are you talking about?
You can get outta the car now.
What the fuck?
I'll be taking this,
and you'll be getting a
court date in the mail.
What the fuck is going on?
What's going on?
You know, I've got a common name.
They just fucking mixed
me up with someone else,
some hood rat that's
got the same name as me.
A mix up, you can't
seriously still think
that this is a mix up, or a
mistake, or something like that.
How can you think it's still a mix up?
Well I haven't been
caught drink driving,
so it's obviously not me.
This is crazy, this is exactly
what Dan said would happen,
he said that people go
missing, and get disappeared,
and now he's missing too,
and that's exactly what the
cop said, and then what?
We're gonna be next, we
need to leave this alone.
We're not gonna be next.
It's like, maybe if you
had your fucking licence,
you could've driven the car home.
Now we're just stuck here
on the side of the road.
Yeah, beau-beautiful, brilliant.
Way to pick a fight
and make this my fault.
It's my fault, because
I don't have a licence.
Well, just call us an Uber.
I'm not gonna fucking
stand here all night.
Yeah, we're fucking
stuck here now, aren't we?
Yeah.
And whose fault's that?
Yeah, whose fucking
fault's that? Fuck off.
Keep filming when we get in the car.
-Why?
-I don't trust
anyone anymore.
-Okay.
-I'm serious.
-All right.
I'll keep filming, just get in the Uber.
-Uber for Sarah?
-Yep.
Hey.
-Hey, to Woodville?
-Yes, please.
Yeah.
Oh my God, Patrick.
What are you doing?
I thought you wanted us to keep filming.
-It's Dan.
-I can't see it.
-That's Dan.
-You can't tell
that that's Dan.
-Yes you can,
- don't you see-
- Shush, shush.
Listen, listen.
-There are reports
that human remains have been discovered
at Garden Island in Port Adelaide.
They are believed to be
that of Dan Schwartz,
a 29-year-old man from the
northern suburbs of Adelaide.
-What the fuck.
-But police say,
it will take some time for-
I'm gonna be
sick, I'm gonna be sick.
-Is she gonna be sick?
-No, no, it's fine.
-I'm gonna throw up.
-Get out.
Where he
was last seen walking
through Parafield Gardens-
-Sorry.
-In the city's north.
-Oh my God.
-Weather tomorrow,
slight chance of rain in the morning-
-I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
-But by lunch time,
22 degrees, 25 at.
Sarah, come on.
Come on, let's go.
We're almost at the port, we can
get a taxi from there.
I just wanna go home.
You all right?
No.
-All right.
-I wanna go home.
What are we doing?
Walking to the port, we can get a taxi.
Okay.
Oh, another fucking
private number calling?
Yeah, what? Yeah.
Who is it?
Yeh.
Who is it?
Yeh.
Yeah, I mean nice to
fucking hear from you.
Only been trying for months.
Yeah, yeah, I know where it is.
I can see it almost from here.
Yeah, like 15 minutes?
Yeah just, just hang up.
-Who was that?
-It's Dandy.
-You're kidding.
-He wants to meet up,
just over there.
-Over there?
Should have told him to get fucked.
No, I want some fucking answers.
I wanna know what the fuck is going on.
If anyone is gonna know
it's him, so let's go.
He wants to meet us at
the South Road underpass,
which is just over there.
Dan, the cops, what is happening?
I wanna fucking talk to him.
So we're gonna go meet him?
Gonna go meet him right now,
I'm not scared of these cunts.
He said no cameras, yeh, get fucked.
We've got the GoPros in
the backpack, don't we?
Yeah, I think so.
Yeah, not on camera,
yeh, fuck you dickhead.
Tell me what's going on.
I just wanna go home.
Oh my God, are you
cutting into that? My God.
What if he sees it?
Now how would you notice
that, once I tape it in?
Here, you take that.
A bit of black tape,
I'll sit it in there a bit better.
Just put it in, like just down here.
If we take the light off.
Yeah, just take the light off,
and like from a distance-
-Yeah, he won't even notice.
-Nah.
He won't be looking for it.
No, and this is
so far away. We'll zoom in.
Is your camera. All
right it's looking good.
The fuck is he?
-Oi.
-Oh, it's gotta be him.
Has to be.
Stay where you
are, don't get any closer.
Chill out dude,
Dandy I presume.
You know, nice to meet
you, after all this time.
Yeah, it only took someone dying
for you to finally reply.
Oh, don't get
fucking smart with me.
You're lucky I'm here at all.
What the
fuck is going on with,
Dan's dead now because he
made some YouTube videos?
Yeah, that's um, that's my fault.
I should never have spoken to him.
But you two have stirred
up enough trouble.
You've had your fun, you need to fuck off.
These people will take out
anyone they feel is a threat.
This is bigger than you
can possibly imagine.
You need to get the hell out of here.
You need to forget this whole
thing, you need to stop.
Do you have any idea of the consequences
of what you're doing?
Do you have any idea of
who you're involved with?
They take dozens of people every year.
You've just been focused
on the ones you know about.
Yeah but
Lammasche has been in jail for years,
so who else is involved, and
like, what else is going on?
Where, where does this lead to?
Lammasche? Lammasche?
There's no such person, he doesn't exist.
He's a fiction, he's a
ghost, they created him.
He's a piece of paperwork that allows them
to get away with the things,
so that nobody worries about
having to chase anybody else,
because they've got him.
He does not exist, there is no one.
Holy shit.
Yeah, holy fucking shit.
Now, I'm guessing you're
just the curious type, right?
So I'm gonna do you a little favour.
I've got something for
you, and I guarantee,
once you see, once you see what's on it,
-you won't even.
-What is it?
You know, before your mate Dan
started running his mouth off,
they thought they'd got away with it.
I'm dealing with them,
I'm gonna take care of it.
I've got it under control,
I just need you to back off, right?
Back off.
-All right, okay.
-Yeah, right.
-We'll stop.
So don't be using this on a computer
that's connected to the internet.
I'm only giving it to you,
because you're in deep enough
as it is, and nothing is gonna
make it any worse for you.
Stop looking, stop asking questions,
stop this video, stop all of it.
Hell, once you've seen what's on here,
you'll wanna stop poking around anyway.
Yeah, okay, I promise.
I can keep them away
from you for a bit longer,
but you need to get on
your plane to London,
fuck off outta here, never
speak of this to anyone,
forget this whole thing
ever happened, understood?
-Yeah, I promise.
-Okay, yeah. We promise.
The fuck, my heart's racing.
Are we done with
this fucking nightmare?
Let's just
fucking go home, all right?
What the fuck just happened?
I don't know, I don't know?
What, Dan's dead, and
you were the last one
to see him alive, according to the cops?
- Well, and then-
- And then Dandy
fucking calls out of nowhere?
Well, that's not
how I expected to meet him.
-What's going on?
-I don't know.
Like, I'll call them
tomorrow, and I'll tell them
about what I know about Dan,
you know it might help figure out what-
I wouldn't say
fucking shit to the cops,
especially not after
what happened tonight.
This is getting bad.
We've come too far, we've
filmed too much, and yeah,
we haven't got much left to do, like-
Well, take this. What is this shit?
Here USB, plug that in.
I'm not plugging that in.
You heard what he said.
-What?
-Well just in case,
you know, we'll get one of those laptops
that Damo's always hocking
off cheap, just in case,
'cause we don't know what's on it.
What is this stuff?
This might be more useless shit.
Well it could be anything,
but it could be something.
I don't now.
-Yeah, it could be
Dandy's fucking holiday photos.
This is, I just wanna drop
it. I just, I'm scared.
This is getting outrageous.
We need to stop the movie,
we need to listen to what
Dandy said, this is too much.
We're not stopping the movie.
Well I just, I'm, I'm
scared, I'm over it.
Well, fine. Let's put
this away for safekeeping.
We're going camping, we'll
just forget about this shit
for a couple of days.
I don't, you know, know
what's on it, but we'll be careful.
I just don't like any of this.
Well, neither do I.
But you know, we're out of here,
so soon, you don't have to stress.
Not fucking soon enough.
Look, we've gotta finish filming.
We can finish filming
and I can edit in the UK.
We'll film up to the day
we go, then it'll be good.
We haven't got much left to do.
How much is there, then?
Look at the shot list, let's see,
realistically, how much
more we have to do,
because something's gonna happen.
Look green's done, yellow's not done.
Pink is notes, we've got fuck all,
and some of this we can
tick off now anyway.
So not a whole lot.
All right.
The fuck? The fuck.
-What?
-My visa's been revoked.
It's saying substantial criminal charges
have been found against me.
Yeah, I'm banned for the next 10 years.
If I show up, I'll be
denied entry at the border.
What the fuck?
Are you fucking kidding me right now?
- This was all-
- What are we
supposed to do now?
This was all sorted,
it was fine yesterday,
it's gonna be another mix up,
like the thing with the cop, but-
Well, it's a pretty big
fucking coincidence, Patrick.
Well, it's you know, some hood rat's
got the same name as me.
It's not a very uncommon name.
Mm yeah, just another mix up.
Couldn't possibly be a coincidence
to do with the licence,
or the phone calls, and now the visa.
Well you know, speaking of licences,
maybe, can you get onto
Ronnie and see if he can
pick us up on the way tomorrow,
seeing neither of us have
a fucking licence now?
Yeah, well I'm
gonna have to, aren't I?
Yeah, well maybe if
you had your licence,
you could've driven us.
Well, you can't blame this on me,
I've asked to stop,
I said stop the movie-
All right, all right, I'll
get onto these fucking idiots,
and you get onto Ronnie
then, just get us a lift.
Fine.
I'll figure it out tomorrow.
I'll talk to them, we'll figure it out.
We gotta figure something out.
-Shut the fuck up.
-Why are you awake?
How are you not
awake? The fucking possums.
Why are you filming?
It's the, how long we been
emailing the landlord, he
won't fucking do anything
about it, useless cheap cunt.
I'm gonna show this to, you know,
housing SA or someone, so
we get our bond back.
-Okay.
-Well, what?
You wanna throw away $1500?
We can use that in the UK.
-I'm asleep.
Why are you yelling at
me when I'm sleeping?
Shut the fuck up.
-Oh my God.
-I'm gonna fucking kill it.
I'm gonna fucking find it and murder it.
You can't kill
them, they're endangered.
You have to catch them.
I don't give a fuck.
They're in my ceiling,
they're on my property.
I'm gonna fucking murder them-
Yeah, okay.
-Every single night.
-I'm sleeping.
Fucking,
look at this fucking shit.
Chewing holes in my fucking house.
Look at this, you think this
is acceptable to live in?
Fuck are you cunts?
Come on, you were out here last night,
running around on the roof,
running into the ceiling.
Oh, you don't want to now?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck?
What are you running
around yelling about?
You're gonna wake up
the whole neighbourhood.
Nothing,
it's just the possums.
I think you need to
just come back to bed.
Yeh all right.
It's just that we're
going camping tomorrow.
Couple of days, we're
gonna be out of here.
Nothing to worry about
except Damo's snoring.
I think you should just come inside.
Okay.
Yo.
-Hey, what's up man?
What's going on?
-Thank you so much.
Yeah, that's all right,
you're fine. It's all good.
Sucks about your licence.
-You're a life saver.
I'll figure it out, it's some bullshit.
Yeah, there was a bit shit
of rolling around the back,
like your tripod, so I
was trying to fix them up.
So I opened the boot,
but um, I found this,
kind of like underneath the boot, I don't-
-This was in the boot?
-Yeah.
-The fuck?
-I don't know.
Maybe, maybe it was the
previous owner or something.
Yeah, yeah, maybe
it's like one of those things
if it gets stolen, so they can find it.
But that's, yeah that's weird.
I'm gonna look that model number
up. Thanks for that, cool.
Anyway, what's your plan for camping?
Ronnie's picking us up in about two hours.
I've actually got some stuff to do, so-
- Cool, we'll just-
- Gonna fly off.
-Meet you up in a while.
-Cheers.
All right, see you man.
See you, bye.
I got thinking about this thing
that Damo found in the car.
No, I don't think it
was the previous owner.
Then I got thinking about that
day we were at the drains,
and someone broke into the
car, and nothing was taken.
But, what if they left something?
Ah, thanks heaps for picking us up.
This is such a fucking
nightmare of a week, and-
Ah, that's all good,
man. I don't mind driving.
You reckon you can send me
the money for the campsite?
Oh yeah,
shit. I forgot that you paid for that.
Yeah, we're
gonna lose reception
at some point.
What the fuck?
What?
It's saying my balance is zero,
and it's been locked
for suspicious activity.
But I can see the balance,
and there's nothing in there.
Well have you
bought anything weird, or-
No, I'm with
you, you know I haven't.
- I know-
- Yeah, that's what
I thought, but they don't take
your money when they do that.
- No-
- They just lock it.
That's the weird part.
They should like,
notify you or something.
Yeh.
I don't know. I'll
just worry about it on Monday.
-Okay.
-Just enjoy camping.
- Yeah, its good weather-
- We've got the food,
and everything, I guess
we really don't need
any extra money, but-
Yeah, we don't need to spend anything.
I don't know what the fuck's going on.
-They're here.
-Hey guys.
-Yo.
-Hey guys.
What's going on?
Yo Damo, I forgot to ask this morning.
I need one of those laptops
you're always hocking off cheap.
The fuck happened to your
eye? Look at that shiner.
I don't wanna talk about it.
Can you just stop filming?
Like, can you not?
Well no, that's
why we're doing this,
so I can film.
-Oh, fuck.
I told you I don't wanna be part
of your dumb movie shit, all right?
No you didn't.
You've been quite happy to be part of it.
What are you talking about?
-Dude, don't.
If I knew you were filming,
I wouldn't have come man, fucking hell.
What the fuck?
What the, what's that about?
He said the cops came
around this morning.
What, the
cops gave him a shiner?
I thought, I thought you know,
all that dodgy shit he's been
doing caught up with him.
That's what I thought too, but no.
He's, he's been really
upset all afternoon.
I'm not sure what's going on.
Okay, that's fucking strange.
What do you have to film today?
It's just some B roll.
Like one of the, one
of the bodies was found
not far from here.
Anyway, I'd better start
setting some shit up.
Yeah, sounds good. Need a hand?
Yes, cheers.
The fuck's his problem, did you see that?
I thought you weren't
filming anymore. What the fuck?
I told you I was filming,
that was the whole point of this.
Well what, you just want me,
to just give up on the whole movie?
Well I don't know, I
just, it's fucking weird.
It's getting weird.
It's fine,
we're just out here in,
it's the middle of nowhere.
We're just getting B-roll
and some drone stuff
of the forest and shit.
-Well, if you say so.
-It'll be fine.
-Do you promise?
-Yes, look.
Come, just have fun. Don't
sit over here by yourself.
-Oh, all right.
-Have fun with everyone.
All right.
I ended up having a few
too many drinks last night.
Didn't really get any filming done,
apart from some of the
drone stuff, but whatever.
I was almost starting
to feel a bit relaxed.
You know, the time away
from Adelaide was helping,
almost starting to
forget all this madness.
Starting to feel like a bad dream.
Then this morning I noticed
one of my cameras had been fucked with.
It wasn't where I left it, and
the torch had been left on.
And normally I'd think it's Damo,
but he left just after we got here.
He sure as shit didn't film this.
What the fuck?
-What is this?
-What the fuck?
Get the other camera.
Get the other camera.
Yeah, I'm getting it,
I'm getting it, I'm getting it.
What is this? Oh my God.
-Oh, what the fuck?
The whole house.
-Oh my God.
-Be careful.
-What is this?
-I don't know.
Oh, fuck.
No.
-What?
We've just been robbed.
Nah, nah, I'm done, I'm done.
I fucking told you.
I told you to stop playing with this shit.
We've just been robbed.
I'm done, I'm done.
Oh my God, they've been in here as well.
What the fuck?
Well, have you noticed anything missing?
I don't know, can
you see anything missing?
Did you have money?
Has any cash been taken?
No, I didn't have any fucking money,
because it's all wrapped
up in all this shit
that you keep making me do.
No, I don't have any money.
All I have is this stuff, and it's fucked.
It's trashed, it's everywhere.
I'm done.
-What are you doing?
-I'm gone.
-Going where?
I'm going to
Jamie and Alecia's house,
I'm not staying here.
We've just been robbed.
They, they just looked through for stuff.
You making excuses,
ignoring what's actually
happening, insane.
This shit's been ramping up, and now this.
Now they've been in our house,
they know where we live.
I'm gone, I'm done.
I told you this was gonna happen,
I told you that they
were getting close to us,
and now look at this, look at this.
All our stuff, fucking
trashed, our house, done.
Go away for two
nights, "Oh, it'll be fine"
"when we go camping," nah.
See you later, I'm done. I'm out, goodbye.
You can take my name off
everything, I'm done.
Fuck it.
"Patrick and Sarah, these
are all of the files
I've collected over the years,
plus what could be recovered
from the last documentary crew
investigating the Household.
The reporter and her camera
man are still missing.
"I hope this is enough to
satisfy your curiosity, Dandy."
Hello, my name is Alexandra Wells,
and I'll be your host this evening.
I'm a documentary filmmaker
from Adelaide, Australia.
This place has been called
the City of Churches,
but locals know it by another name,
the Murder Capital of Australia.
I've always been fascinated
by Adelaide's dark secrets.
So now in 2004, we're going to
investigate over five decades
of this sleepy little city's
most infamous murders.
W-was that all right?
Do we need another take?
My name is Mark Ackerman.
I worked for the Perth Police
Force in WA for 25 years.
After I retired, I studied criminology
and criminal justice at the
University of Northbridge,
and have been teaching as
a professor ever since.
I'm not one for flights of fancy,
but I will tell you what
has been established as fact
regarding secret societies.
So these type of clubs do
exist all over the world.
Most are harmless, just rich people
mingling amongst themselves
away from the public eye.
More sinister groups have
been documented, but are rare.
There was one of these organisations
disguised as a hunting club in France
that was disbanded in the 1930s.
A few members were
arrested, but many fled.
It was a lot easier to
disappear back then,
especially if you had money.
All of the members were from
the upper echelons of society.
Heads of industry, ministers.
We know one of the members was involved
in the writing of the
Treaty of Versailles.
This group passed themselves
off as a hunting club,
which technically they were,
but they weren't hunting foxes,
they were hunting people.
They stripped their victims naked,
gave them a five-minute head start,
pursued them on horseback with shotguns.
My name is Robert Dandy.
I've been a detective for
the Adelaide Police Force
since 1991, so about 13 years now.
I was one of the investigators
on the infamous Household murders.
I haven't figured out
exactly where all this began,
most likely in Europe,
but the nine murders
we know of aren't the first or the last.
I've managed to trace various
iterations of the Household
back to the early settlement days.
You might have heard
about the press gangs,
and the practise of
crimping in Port Adelaide.
In the early days of Australia,
sailors in pubs would be
drugged, they would then be taken
through elaborate tunnel
and drainage systems.
The lucky ones woke up at sea
and were told they could work or swim.
The unlucky ones were sold
to earlier iterations of the Household.
Some of these tunnels were later found
to go all the way into the CBD,
a major one ending at Parliament House.
Now, this isn't my area of expertise,
but there can be an occult
element to their activities.
Organisations such as
the Veiled Serpent Society,
they worship an ancient pagan deity
called Taphaet, I believe it's pronounced.
But from what I recall, they
were interested in immortality
and by performing violent rituals,
and sacrifices to Taphaet,
they believed they would prolong life.
They would prey on
young men in particular,
as they were seen as strong and virile.
I know there's been talk about
some kind of occult worship
and sacrificing boys
to Taphaet or whatever,
but that's not anything I
ever heard or saw firsthand.
It's nonsense, if you ask me.
I'm sure not all of
them believe in the woohoo
and religious aspects but have grown up
around this type of thing,
and have realised they just like killing.
You'd have to find
someone that specialises
more in the occult to learn about Taphaet.
What I can tell you is,
these are old families and old money.
My name is Jane Recard, and
I'm an expert in the occult
and all things mystical and paranormal.
So I am a medium-Wait a minute.
And I have been in contact
with those who have passed
over since I was a child.
That's that fucking lady who
told us to go to the drains.
That's her, they've known since day one.
We'd like
some footage discovered
by one of the detectives
investigating the Household.
Yes, I believe this might be related
to the worship of Taphaet.
Note the mask, this is done
to mock old age, death, God.
They are missing the traditional robes,
and usually it is performed
in a more reverent place, not a shed.
It looks like the victim
has been conditioned with a whistle.
This is usually done with a
more ceremonial animal horn,
but it does feel like someone
who has at least some
knowledge of Taphaet,
but maybe is a bit uneducated about him.
Yeah, so Taphaet isn't a
pagan god, as many believe.
It's hard to say where
fact ends and myth begins,
but rituals were devised around
amputation and mutilation.
They believed by performing these acts,
they could cure sickness, heal wounds,
return hearing and eyesight, et cetera.
More secretive sects even thought
it was the key to immortality.
They would perform amputations, torture,
sacrifices to Taphaet, inflicting pain
until the victim's eventual death.
This was done to appease Taphaet,
who they thought would
grant them longer life,
if not immortality.
They see dying as below them,
something for common people.
Could you
tell us how all of this
relates to the Household?
Is there a correlation with all of this?
Your producer didn't
mention that this would be
a topic of discussion in this interview.
I won't be commenting on this topic,
and I feel like you've
brought me into this interview
under false pretences,
so you can leave, please.
The rumours are mostly correct.
In fact, some of the members
actively flaunted their involvement.
Ben Campbell, AKA Mr. C,
mid-level Household member.
They took him out themselves.
He was almost advertising his involvement.
They kept him around for the various
SA properties he owned and let them use,
but after his little slip up
letting Karl Roberts escape,
they tied up that loose end.
These people filmed lots of their crimes.
I don't know why, so they could enjoy it
again and again maybe.
They've learned to be
smarter and quieter now.
Thanks
so much for your time.
That ties in with what we've been hearing.
We'll got outta your hair now.
Oh yeah no, no problem.
Yeah, so you're from Adelaide?
I was, not anymore.
I moved to Melbourne a few years back.
That's where the action is.
Oh, interesting. Yeah,
so you're in town tonight?
Yeah,
the producers put us up
at the Sunset Lodges, so glamorous.
We have some B roll to
film in the morning,
then fly out tomorrow night.
Oh, that's lovely.
Anyway, I'm
gonna give John a hand
moving the van, I'll be back in a minute
and we'll get these lights and tripods
outta here for you.
They're in Adelaide tonight.
Yep, Sunset Lodges, yeah.
Yeah, They've got that tape
that idiot Campbell did.
Oh yeah, so disrespectful,
and completely clueless.
Yeah. Look, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter, I told
them what they want to hear
so I could get them to open up
and find out what they know.
If you do your job right,
they'll be taken care of,
and this will never come out.
The fuck.
Patrick Jones.
Patrick Jones.
-What.
-You are under arrest.
-For what? The fuck-
-You are under arrest.
-For what?
For the
murder of Dan Schwartz.
Before I ask you any
questions, I must tell you
that you have the right to remain silent.
This means you do not
have to say anything,
answer any question or make any statement
unless you wish to do so.
However, if you do say
something or make a statement,
it later may be used as
evidence, do you understand?
Fuck you.
Is, is that a mic? You snitch.
Fuck off.
This isn't the movie I set out to make,
but I'm putting it out there.
Hopefully someone can
finish what I started.
I kept some people's identities anonymous,
so there's a bit of bargaining
power if it's ever needed.
Sarah never made it to our friend's house.
No one's heard from Damo since.
They tried to pin Dan's murder on me.
They can't use Lammasche
anymore, obviously.
Dandy caused one hell of a commotion
and managed to get that
charge dropped at least.
I'm thankful to him for that.
What they did get me for
was a bit of weed and coke.
Who's ever heard of anyone
getting eight months for that?
But funnily enough, I
felt safer in prison.
I'm hoping someone can
pick up where I left off
and finish what I couldn't.
I hope Sarah's out there somewhere.
The sharksfin on the windshield where
The wipers don't even dare
To leave their mark or show themselves
Shines blue and red, the cops are here
I'm not being nostalgic
if I'm not mistaken
Everything is actually worse now
If I have to suffer through this
So does everyone else in
this godforsaken house
The sharksfin on the windshield where
The wipers don't even dare
To leave their mark or show themselves
Shines blue and red, the cops are here
Be economic with your words
Efficient with my time,
and not so goddamn loud
We're the kind of tired
that sleep doesn't fix
Body's here, but my
spirit's on it's way out
The sharksfin on the windshield where
The wipers don't even dare
To leave their mark or show themselves
Shines blue and red, the cops are here
The sharksfin on the windshield where
The wipers don't even dare
To leave their mark or show themselves
Shines blue and red, the cops are here