The Midnight Horror Show (2014) Movie Script
[waves crashing]
[ominous music playing]
Ladies and gentlemen,
I am Dr. Deimos Moreau,
your host for this evening.
Leave your inhibitions at the door,
and open your mind
to an experience unlike any other.
Welcome to The Midnight Horror Show.
[theme music playing]
The wind that cuts like a rusty knife
Kind of makes me wonder
What's the point of life
I've nowhere left
But a long, old, lonely road
The sad clown smells
And the show goes on
Gonna have my fun
But I know it's wrong
I got a place
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
You think you're all right
But you're only trash
By giving folks up
To the love for cash
There ain't no way
To use a battered soul
Judgement comes to the best and worst
If you're gonna meet the Reaper
Better kill him first
It's all the same
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
My dad's always been a preaching man
Says you got to hold the knife
To understand
"Vengeance is mine," says the Lord
And God, he don't care if you believe
You'll pay to enter
And you'll pray to leave
You'll be entertained
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
[music fades]
[footsteps approaching]
- [puddle splashes]
- Where the hell is this place?
It's just on the end.
Hardly a place to host a show.
Well, it's an underground thing.
And not many people know about it.
How come it starts so late, anyway?
It's called The Midnight Horror Show.
What did you expect?
Better not be too scary.
Look, you got me to cuddle up to, okay?
Just relax. Enjoy yourself.
Oh. Guess this is it.
[Angela] She looks really freaky.
Come on. It's this way.
Now, what we need is our props.
[fingers snap]
Ladies and gentlemen, I need a volunteer.
Who would like
To step forward?
Ah, lady in the second row.
What's your name?
- Angela.
- Angela.
If you'd like to join me on the stage?
[stammers] Are you sure about this?
Don't be such a killjoy, Kev.
You told me to enjoy it, so I'm going to.
[folding chair squeaks]
Thank you for volunteering, Angela.
Okay, Angela,
if I could ask you to step inside the box.
- Not claustrophobic, are you?
- No, I'm fine.
Wonderful, in you go.
[rattling]
[lock clicks]
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
it is time for our volunteer
to stare death in the face.
[tense music]
- [knife thuds]
- [audience gasp]
- Angela, are you all right?
- [Angela faintly speaking]
[sword rasps]
- [sword rasps]
- [audience gasp]
Angela?
Oh, Angela.
Angela.
Ladies and gentlemen,
something has gone terribly wrong.
[keys jingling]
- [chain jingling]
- [lock clicks]
[audience laugh, applauding]
Now, the horror in that trick
was the anticipation
and expectation you had
to see something horrific.
In actual fact, it was nothing more
than a simple disappearing trick.
Sometimes, the buildup is more terrifying
than the actual payoff.
[Angela panting]
[Angela] Hello?
Hello!
[Deimos] I wouldn't do that
if I were you, my dear.
I might slip
and cause you serious damage.
[shudders] Why don't you just let me go?
Do you believe in God, my dear?
What?
Simple question. Do you believe in God?
- No.
- Hmm.
You'd think being a medical man,
I wouldn't either, wouldn't you?
But then I read Psalm 52, verse 5 to 7.
"God will bring you down
to everlasting ruin."
He will snatch you up
and tear you from your tent.
He will uproot you
from the land of the living.
"The righteous will see and fear Him."
How flesh trembles
when the Lord God sayeth,
"Vengeance is mine!"
[chuckles]
Now, that's the kind of God
I can get on board with.
A God that lives on fear.
I enjoy it. [Chuckles]
This is your final curtain call.
[Angela screams]
[sighs]
[sighs]
[door opens, creaks]
[lively music]
- [door closes]
- Hello?
Angela.
Hello?
Hello?
Angela.
[door creaks]
[footsteps pattering]
[door opens]
Angela.
- [light clicks]
- [screams]
[gentle music]
[door opens, closes]
Wanted to see me?
Yeah, I want you to help me bury all this.
Ah, Dad, come on, it's late.
Can't we just do it tomorrow?
[sighs] Boy, you are
the laziest person here.
Every time I ask you to do something,
it's always "in a minute, in a minute".
Hey, Dad, I thought you could use
a cuppa.
Oh, thank you, sunshine.
[sighs]
[slurps] Mm.
- Perfect cup of tea, as always.
- [cup thuds]
- What are you so pissed off about?
- Nothing.
You know, you're such
a sulky brat sometimes.
- Oh, fuck off, Venus.
- Oi!
- Don't you dare use that kind of language.
- Venus swore too.
Not as bad as the F word.
Yeah, that's right, just let Madame
Sugar Tits get off scot-free again.
What? "Tits" isn't worse than "pissed".
Just keep it clean, that's all I'm asking.
Dad, I'm 25 years old.
For God's sake, I can swear if I want.
Not under my roof, you can't!
This is my caravan, my rules.
No swearing, no blaspheming.
Stop arguing and come help me.
What about you?
This isn't the kind of work
a lady should be doing.
Dad, it's fine. It's not the '50s.
- I'll help.
- Yeah?
Help, then.
You do realise, if it came down to it,
I could snap your neck
in a heartbeat, yeah?
[Dummy] Good show tonight.
- Audience seemed to like it.
- Yeah. They love me.
They just loved you, did they?
What am I, then?
- Just a background extra or something?
- You said it, not me. [Laughs]
Well, the show's over.
It's time you went back in your box.
I hate that box. It's like a damn coffin.
Do I look like Dracula to you?
- It's time for bed.
- Don't you put me back in that box.
I'm warning you.
[rattling]
- [panting]
- [gentle knocking]
[Dummy] Janus, why do you
put me in here every night,
even though you know I don't like it?
[whimpering]
Because you know you can't go
on stage without me.
You know I'm the star of the show
[laughs]
For Christ's sakes! Shut the fuck up!
Can't I just get some peace for once?
Is it too much to ask?
- [loud knocking]
- [groans]
- [door slams]
- [Dummy] Was it something I said?
[gentle piano music]
[locks clicking]
[waves crashing]
All right, this will do.
The tide will take it straight out
to the sea from here.
Oh, God, it stinks.
Well, it must be the dog mess
you're smelling.
Can't be the body parts.
Decomposition won't have kicked in yet.
I don't know about that.
It smells like something crawled up
someone's ass and died.
Don't be so crass.
How long does decomposition take,
then, Dad?
Depends, sweetheart.
Different cells die at different rates.
But decomposition usually
happens in stages,
and the smelling stage isn't
usually reached for four to six days.
You hear that, Apollo?
The smell you're smelling
is obviously yourself.
- Grow up, Venus.
- You both need to grow up.
It's been this way ever since
you were kids, always bickering.
- Can't we just get along?
- She started it.
That's enough!
Well, throw the bags in.
[water splashes]
What are you doing?
- You said, "Throw it in."
- I said, "Throw the bags in."
I want that suitcase.
Why didn't you say that?
Yeah, it's Dad's fault.
He assumed you weren't a moron.
- Oh, shut up, Venus.
- "Shut up, Venus."
Well, go and get it, then.
Come on, Dad, look,
can't I just buy you a new one?
Your mother gave me that suitcase,
and I want it back.
Now, go and get it.
- I'll get wet.
- And?
[water splashing]
[laughs]
- Who are you?
- My name's Milton Katzenberg.
I'm from the Katzenberg Talent Agency.
Well, do you always sneak around
in the middle of the night
looking for talent, Mr. Katzenberg?
No, but it's not every show I see
starts at midnight.
- You saw our show tonight?
- Yeah.
I've been in this business for 25 years,
and I'm confident I can make you a star.
You want to make me a star? [Chuckles]
What about the other acts in the show?
They're okay. I mean, they're good,
but don't get me wrong,
it's you that I want.
Well I don't know.
It's all a bit sudden, you know?
Look, I'll tell you what, kid, look
I'm gonna give you
my business card, okay?
Now, what I want you to do,
is I want you to think about it,
and then I want you to look at the number
on the back of here,
and then I want you to give me a call.
Okay?
Don't leave it too long.
Okay. All right, kid?
Trinculo, I'm thinking
of changing your act
into more of a performance piece.
How do you mean?
Well, it could do with a bit more pizazz.
I don't know, Dad,
I think it works all right as it is.
Why do we have to change it?
Because it needs
to make more of an impact.
Oh, come on, Trinc.
There's always room for improvement.
Oh, we'll talk about it
once the run here is over.
Janus.
Janus.
You're supposed to eat
your food, not play with it.
Something on your mind?
Oh. No.
Just not hungry, that's all.
Alphabetti Spaghetti. [Chuckles]
Always makes me laugh.
[Janus] Why?
Well, between 1937 and 1945,
the very same company
that makes that stuff today
produced a version of Alphabetti Spaghetti
exclusively for the German market.
It was made up entirely
of little pasta swastikas.
- That's a bit strange.
- Yeah, well, it was a strange time.
- You know, Hitler loved the circus.
- Really?
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
He loved the idea that underpaid
performers were risking
their lives to please him.
Apparently, he went to the circus
on several occasions in 1933.
He used to send expensive chocolates
and flowers to the female performers.
Even remembered their names.
And he'd worry about them and their
families in the event of an accident.
Sounds like a real nice guy.
- Don't be sarcastic.
- I was just saying.
Jesus.
How many times do I have
to tell you to stop blaspheming?
[sighs]
Venus, these eggs are wonderful.
Thank you, Dad.
[sighs] You finish your breakfast?
Yes.
Well, gather all the costumes together
from last night, and get them cleaned.
[mouths] Bye.
[sighs]
[door closes]
You didn't tell the family
about the agent.
- Why didn't you tell them?
- I don't know.
It's because they would think
you want to leave the family.
Maybe they would.
[chuckles] It's true, isn't it?
- What?
- You do want to leave.
- No.
- Don't lie to me!
Look, we've been together too long.
I know you better than
you know yourself.
- We both know it's time for us to move on.
- Don't say that.
- I love my family.
- They're dragging us down!
Call the agent.
I want you to initial page one,
page two,
and I want you to sign page four.
Now, do you want to stay
anonymous all of your life,
or do you want to be a star?
[clock ticking]
Mazel tov. Good boy.
This time next year,
you're gonna be a millionaire.
[both chuckle]
[ominous music playing]
[Vincent] All right, you always do this.
- [Jenny] I'm not doing anything.
- [Vincent] You're always doing it.
[Jenny] I didn't. You always say this.
I didn't do anything to him.
What about the guy
in the bloody grocery shop?
- He didn't, he looked at me.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- [Vincent] You give me that all the time.
- [Jenny] No, don't get all that.
[Vincent] Yes, you're always doing it!
- [Jenny] I'm not always doing it!
- You're doing it every fucking day.
I don't mean to. I'm just there,
and he's just talking to me.
Well, you're just there
just talking and that's it?
- [Jenny] Vincent, stop it.
- Why, why? Do I do it?
- It's not my fault!
- Do I do it?
- No, it's not my fault, though.
- It is your fault!
- It's not my fault!
- It is your fault!
- It's not my fault!
- It has nothing to do with me!
It's your fault! [Hand slaps]
- [Trinculo] Don't do that.
- [Vincent laughs]
What the fuck is this shit? [Chuckles]
What are you gonna do,
make an animal balloon?
[punch thuds]
[gentle piano music]
I'm not dangerous. Come on.
Seriously, it'll be okay.
Come on.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'll be fine.
It's not the first time.
- He's done it before?
- Yeah.
Although I've never been rescued
by a clown before.
I'm in a show.
It's what I do for a living.
Yeah, I kind of guessed that.
- So is that your boyfriend?
- Yeah.
- Why do you let him treat you that way?
- I don't know.
After it happens, he always
seems like really sorry,
and I know he loves me.
- If he loved you, he wouldn't hurt you.
- It's not that simple.
Relationships can be difficult.
Look, you don't need to walk me
the whole way home.
- I'll be okay, you know?
- You don't seem okay.
The hell do you know?
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't be having a go at you.
[sniffles] I should be thanking you.
It's all right.
You don't have to thank me.
Anyone else would have done the same.
No, they wouldn't.
Most people would turn
and walk the other way.
I don't like bullies, and he's a bully.
You're too nice for him.
How can you say that?
You don't even know me.
I know you must be a good person
to put up with that bastard,
but he knows that himself
and that's why he takes advantage.
My house is just around the corner.
- Are you sure you're all right?
- Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll be fine.
Listen, do you want to go
for a coffee sometime?
I mean, I know this great place around
the corner. They do amazing coffee.
Why would you want to go
for a coffee with me?
- Just to talk.
- Why?
- Cos I think you could do with a friend.
- So you're gonna be my friend?
I'll be proud to be called your friend.
Okay, why not?
Never had a friend who's a clown before.
Okay, two o'clock tomorrow
afternoon, JJ's Cafe.
- Do you know it?
- Yeah.
- Okay, I'll see you then.
- You never told me your name.
- Trinculo.
- Okay, Trinculo.
- I'm Jenny.
- Jenny.
Okay, Jenny. I'll see you then. [Chuckles]
[ringing]
- Hello?
- [Milton] Hey, kid, it's Milton.
[Janus] Oh, hi.
[Milton] Listen, I knew
this was gonna happen,
but it's happened even faster
than I thought.
I got you an audition
for a television show.
[Janus] Wow.
- Really?
- Yeah, it's a new show.
They're setting up for satellite.
Now, there's an audition on Thursday
at 10:00 a.m. You free, kid?
Of course.
[Milton]
Now, they're holding the auditions
at the South Arts Centre
down on Crescent Way.
- You know the place?
- No, but I'll look up the directions.
[Milton] Yeah, damn fucking sure
you will, kid.
Now, come down there for about 9:30
so we can chat before, okay?
- Okay.
- [Milton] See you Thursday.
[Janus] Thank you.
[chattering on television]
[chuckles]
Oh, my God.
- This could be my big break.
- Our big break.
Yes.
That's what I meant.
[ominous music playing]
[Janus mumbles]
Ah, you just be yourself, kid.
You'll be fine.
Yeah. [Chuckles]
- Look, I'm feeling a little nervous.
- Nervous? No, nervous is good.
Yeah, you use that adrenaline.
It'll spur you on, okay?
Now, let me take a look at you.
Yeah, yeah. Oh, you look great.
You're gonna be fine.
You get in there and you knock 'em dead.
[ominous sounds]
[Dummy] I'm never nervous.
Look at that guy over there.
You heard?
I did.
Ladies and gentlemen,
he was arrested for child porn charges.
That was just a crazy act
of self-sabotage.
Judge said, "How does
five to ten years sound, son?"
What is going on with you?
Is there something I should know about?
And this guy said, "Sexy."
- You got psychological problems?
- No.
I bet you tug yourself so hard every night
over sweet cheeks there
that the doctor's sick of the sight
of your cock for the friction burns.
I put you up for an audition
and you do that,
- that reflects badly on me.
- No, come on.
- Just give me one more chance.
- I'm sorry, kid,
I'm gonna have to let you go. I'm sorry.
- So where do you work?
- In a shop.
- Oh, yeah? What kind of shop?
- Just like a supermarket-type thing.
Do you enjoy that?
I wouldn't say I enjoy it,
but it pays the bills.
- Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.
Why do you always wear the clown make-up,
even when you're not working?
To cover the scars.
What happened?
Something bad.
You can tell me.
Well, a few years ago,
we were doing a show
in the north of England,
and I went to a bar afterwards,
and these guys started making fun of me
cos I was still dressed as a clown.
So I mouthed off, and a fight broke out.
One of them smashed a bottle
of whiskey over my face,
and the other lit a match.
All I remember is this numbness,
and the flames spread over my body.
Eventually, someone took me outside
and threw a blanket over me,
but by then, the damage was already done.
My god.
What happened to the guys
who did it to you?
They got away.
Didn't the police go after them?
No, we never got the police involved.
Can't believe they got away with it.
Just cos we didn't get the police involved
doesn't mean they got away with it.
What do you mean?
Well, what goes around comes around.
I'm sure they got what they deserved.
[chuckles]
I hope so.
So have you heard from your boyfriend?
No, I've not spoken to him.
I don't really think I will now.
- That's probably best.
- Yeah, I think so.
I don't think relationships
should be so difficult.
I think when you meet
the one and it just clicks,
it should just be, I don't know, easier.
I don't know. I've never
really been in a relationship.
- Never?
- Not for years, anyway.
When you look like me, it's really hard
for someone to even look twice.
Don't be silly.
You're a really interesting guy.
Thanks.
Even if I could wow someone over
with my personality,
I'd never have the courage
to talk to them.
Well, you're talking to me now.
- That's different.
- How?
I don't know. It just is.
Anyway, I wouldn't even know
where to begin with a relationship.
I'm not sure I even know
what true love is.
[chuckles] Sometimes I think I do,
and then other times, I'm not so sure.
Do you think true love transcends looks?
Yeah.
[Jenny chuckles]
[ominous sounds]
- [door opens, thuds]
- Jesus, don't you knock?
Dad said you were cleaning
his caravan earlier.
- So what?
- So I was gonna do it.
- Why do you care?
- Because you're always doing this, Venus.
- Get over yourself, for God's sake.
- No, Venus.
Do you know what, ever since Mum died,
all you ever do is suck up to Dad
and make me look like an idiot.
Have you heard yourself?
You sound like a spoiled little child.
Have you been crying?
So what if I have?
Am I not allowed to be human for once?
I never said you weren't.
You know, you all expect me
to be strong all of the time,
and sometimes, I have days
when I don't feel so strong.
[stammers] What do you expect me
to say to that?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
[crying]
That agent screwed us over.
Shut the fuck up. I'm not speaking to you.
Ah, you can take your anger out on me
if you want,
but our act is edgy.
We were never right for that pansy show.
- All you had to do was rein it in a bit.
- And sell out? No fucking way.
You're the one who said
we should sign with the agent.
Yeah, but on our own terms.
He said, "Be yourselves,"
before we auditioned.
That's why it's him who screwed us.
He should have vetted the show
to see if it was suitable.
Well
I suppose it doesn't matter anymore,
it's [sighs]
It's all over now.
[sighs]
Not yet, it ain't.
- What do you mean?
- I think it's time that agent paid.
I don't think we're due
any money from him.
I'm not talking about money.
- What are you talking about?
- I want that agent to pay
In blood.
No.
I won't do it.
Are you gonna be a pussy your entire life?
People screw you over
and you don't even care.
I do care! But I just can't!
Either you do it or I will.
Don't you put me back in that box again.
I'm warning you!
- Don't you Don't
- [lid thuds]
- [loud thudding]
- [Dummy laughs]
[Dummy laughs]
[gentle guitar music]
Looking at an old photo?
- She was never boring, your mother.
- [chuckles] Yeah, I know.
The day she died
was the worst day of my life.
I always thought we had
a pact, Cathy and me,
that I would die first.
I'd have known she'd have the last word.
She usually did. [Chuckles]
Oh, sometimes because I'd let her, but
Often because she insisted on it.
[sighs]
- We all miss her.
- Yeah.
You know, I'm nowhere near as good
a father as she was a mother.
- Oh, don't be silly, Dad.
- No, it's true.
Look, I know sometimes it seems like
I favour Venus, but I don't.
I love you all just the same.
It's just
[sighs]
I see so much of your mother in Venus.
She's got that same
incredible strength deep down,
that same sensitive heart.
It's not favouritism, son,
it's just me trying to hang on
to the only piece of your mother
I have left.
Yeah, it's okay, Dad.
Try and get on a little better
with your sister, yeah?
We're family. We've got to stick together.
I'll try.
Good boy.
All the people missing from the locations
on the map had intended to go
and see some sort of adult carnival
or circus type affair.
It's really hidden away.
I mean, they just sort of breeze
into a town and breeze out again,
leaving no physical trace
that they've ever been there.
[Duke] Do you think your daughter
is still alive, Mr. Goldberg?
My daughter deserves justice.
That's why I came to you.
You see, I don't just want you to find
the people responsible
for my daughter's disappearance,
I want you to kill them.
Very slowly. Do you understand?
Does that work for you, Mr. Enright?
Call me Duke.
[lid creaks]
- [heart beating]
- [door creaks]
- [television chattering]
- [tense music]
[Milton gasps]
- [Milton gurgling]
- Milton?
[choking]
Milton? What was that?
Milton!
[television chattering]
[television turns off]
- [screaming]
- [tense music]
- [screams]
- [thunder rumbles]
[rain pattering]
[ominous music playing]
Any children?
Yeah.
Three boys, one girl.
[Duke] Are all of these involved
in The Midnight Horror Show?
[Bateman] Fucking right.
[sighs] So all these missing people,
they're killing them for a reason?
They use them in the show.
For example, Apollo the illusionist
When he says he's going to saw
somebody in half in the show,
- he actually fucking saws them in half.
- Hm.
So where is this show right now?
Fairvale.
- Are you sure about that?
- [Bateman] Of course.
Hmm.
Well, thank you, Bateman.
You've been a big help.
No probs.
- Duke?
- What?
What's with all the plastic?
Well, it's a rental, and I don't want
to get blood on the seats.
What blood?
[tense music]
- [gunshot]
- [thunder rumbles]
[clock ticking]
Oh.
What have you done?
Oh, my God.
What have you done?
I did what you didn't have
the balls to do.
This guy played with fire,
and he got burned.
Good enough for the lying sack of shit.
He screwed us over.
Yes, but you can't go around
just killing people.
The rest of the family do.
Yes, but I'm not like the rest
of the family, am I?
I can't and I won't take
any pleasure from killing.
Ah, stop your pissing
and moaning, you pussy.
We'll just clean this place up and then
dump the fuck out of these bodies.
"We"?
Me, more like it.
I always have to clean up your mess!
I think you'll find
it's the other way around.
Now, go and find
some fucking cleaning stuff
in that cunting kitchen.
- [sofa thuds]
- [grunts]
[head thuds] Shit.
You. You.
[thunder rumbles]
[rain pattering]
"Jenny, I think
you're a really nice person."
"No, you're an amazing person."
No, it's too strong.
"Jenny, I really think
we should see each other again."
Yeah.
- I promise.
- Mm-hm.
I'll give you a call in the morning, yeah?
Okay.
[door closes]
[eerie music]
[thunder rumbles]
[eerie music playing]
- What can I get you?
- Jack.
- Single or double?
- The whole bottle.
[people chattering]
- Keep the change.
- Ta.
- [doorbell rings]
- [television chattering]
[eerie music playing]
[television chattering]
- [doorbell ringing]
- Oh, for fuck's sake.
[thunder rumbles]
All right, you little fucks!
You bobby knock my house again,
I'll bring my shotgun!
You hear that, you little shits?
[tense music]
[thuds]
[Vincent groaning]
The final piece of the puzzle.
[upbeat rock music]
[saw buzzing]
It's a damn pity the wife had to go.
She's a real MILF.
Oops, I nearly forgot.
Ah
Janus, Janus
He likes it up the anus, anus
Not like your sister Venus, Venus
She wants to suck my
[screams]
I've had enough of this!
All you do is whine and bitch.
If you had some balls to stand up
to people in the first place,
maybe it wouldn't have come to this.
Shut up!
You're always getting me into trouble!
All I want is a normal life!
But you're always in my ear,
eating away at me!
You've broken me up.
You've fucking broken me!
Blah, blah, fucking blah.
I've heard this a million times before.
Face it, Janus, fucking anus,
you need me.
Without me, you'll just get
walked all over by everyone.
Without me, you're a nobody. [Chuckles]
I need you?
Oh.
I've had enough of you.
In fact, I'm going to put an end
to all of this right now.
[indistinct chattering]
- [water splashes]
- [grunting]
[Janus] Damn it!
[sewing machine whirring]
[gentle piano music]
[switch clicking]
[switch clicking]
[Trinculo] Jenny, wait.
- Who's that?
- It's me.
Who?
Trinculo.
What the hell are you doing in my house?
I just came to talk.
Did you turn the lights out?
I noticed you were back with Vincent.
- Have you been spying on me?
- No.
I came to visit you
and I saw him leaving the house.
Yeah, we're just taking things slow.
I really, really think
he's changed this time.
People like that never change.
- Why are you telling me this?
- Cos you should be with me.
Look, I've told you before,
you're a really nice guy, but I'm...
You don't need to say it. It's all right.
I've heard it so many times before.
You really don't need to say it this time.
I'm unattractive.
But it's okay. I finally found a way
to solve that problem.
- What do you mean?
- [lamp clicks]
[tense music]
Oh, my God.
Now I look like this,
we can finally be together.
You are fucking crazy.
- Love does that to people.
- You don't love me.
I love you more than Vincent ever did.
- I'm calling the police.
- [phone beeping]
[tone ringing]
[operator] Emergency, what's your address?
[screams]
- Why are you doing this?
- We belong together.
No, Trinculo, we don't.
But I look the way you want me to.
You're crazy.
How can I love you? You're a murderer.
[crying]
- [knife clacks]
- [Jenny whimpering]
No. No!
- Do it.
- No, I can't.
- Please, do it.
- I can't.
- Just push.
- No, I can't.
- Just push it in.
- No, I can't.
[Jenny crying]
Everyone's a killer.
You just need to know how to unlock it.
[crying]
[tense music]
[gentle music]
[Duke] I'd offer to buy you a drink,
but it appears you already have one.
Yes.
Rough day?
You don't mind if I join you, do you?
Would you like a drink?
Don't mind if I do.
So
[tense music]
[Janus choking]
[Dummy]
I know you better than you know yourself.
[laughs]
[indistinct chattering]
[laughs]
- Can I help you?
- [Janus] Hey, Dad.
You okay, son?
Well, I haven't been
feeling myself lately.
- Well, you look okay to me.
- Yeah. I finally pulled myself together.
[both chuckling]
[Venus grunting] Get me out!
Get me out!
I'm gonna fucking kill you! I swear!
Get me out! Get me out!
If you won't get me out, I will kill you!
[thuds]
["Lacrimosa" by Mozart playing]
Gunner, I've got a little assignment
for you and The Reaper.
[mouths profanity]
[no audible dialogue,
"Lacrimosa" continues]
["Lacrimosa" ends]
You recognise her?
Can't say that I do.
Hmm.
Her name is Caroline Goldberg.
Now
Either you
or one of your fucked-up kids
took her life.
The problem is her father
is a very powerful man,
and he wants his pound of flesh.
I suppose
When you kill random strangers,
in the end, you mess
with the wrong person.
How much is he paying you?
[Duke] Enough.
[sighs] Sold your soul to the devil, huh?
[chuckles] Giving up people
to the good Lord for cash.
It's my job.
Oh, come on.
It's a lot more than that, isn't it?
You think this is personal?
This isn't personal. It's all business.
You ever hear the expression
"Takes one to know one"?
Of course.
I look into your eyes,
and I see something
that is more than just a job.
[grunts]
And I like wiping scum like you
off the face of this Earth.
Well, I can see why you won't admit it.
Nobody chooses evil because it is evil.
They merely mistake it for happiness.
The good they seek.
You can dress it up anyway you want,
but the bottom line
is you and I are no different.
We kill people for the same reason.
Because we enjoy it.
It completes us.
[both chuckling]
So, what's next?
Well, I've been playing S&M dungeon
with those two for an hour.
- They'd make a fortune as rent boys.
- Ballerina's fucked, as well.
- Right. Suppose we better finish them off.
- Can I use a gun?
No, boss wants them to suffer.
I'm thinking jugular.
- You know, let them know they're dying.
- Slow. Nice.
Right, suppose I better get my nose
back to the grindstone.
Hey, we gonna dispose of them
or we just gonna leave them hanging?
No, leave them here.
Promised the missus
I'd be back home in time
to get the kids to bed.
Yeah, gotta wash me granny.
Right.
[gentle piano music]
All right, darling.
- Did you miss me?
- What do you think?
Sorry, lover. Show's fucking over.
[lock clatters]
- [head thuds]
- [chain jingling]
[The Reaper gurgling]
[grunting]
[panting]
All right, boys.
I don't know about you,
but I've had a wonderful time.
But all good things must come to an end.
Right
Ah now, that's the problem
with threesomes,
you never know where to start.
- Eenie, meenie, miney
- [knife thuds]
[panting]
- Are you guys all right?
- What the fuck took you so long?
- Where's Dad and Venus?
- We don't know.
I'm gonna find them.
- Cut us the fuck loose, why don't you?
- All right.
Here.
You cut Trinc loose.
I'm gonna find Dad and Venus.
- Wait, we'll come with you.
- No, no, no. Stay here, all right?
It's something I have to do by myself.
- Well, fucking go, then!
- [Apollo] You're welcome.
Fucking hell, where the fuck
did Dad get him from?
What the fuck are you looking at,
kebab face?
Jesus, fuck.
- Venus, wake up. You all right?
- I'm still alive?
[chuckles] Yeah.
Jesus, Apollo.
You gonna be okay?
I'll just be achy
for a few days, but I'll be fine.
Where's the rest of the family?
- Leppy and Trinc are in the other room.
- And Dad?
I'm gonna find him.
- Have you got a weapon I can use?
- No.
So, what am I supposed to use?
You stay here. I'm gonna find him myself.
No, we are a team on this.
I'm coming with you.
Here.
- What are you gonna use?
- These bad boys.
Ah, just in time.
I like a bit of audience participation.
You pull that trigger and you die next.
Bitch, I can take all three
of you out with this gun
- before you got anywhere near me.
- Both of you, get out of here now.
- [Deimos] Run!
- No, Dad. We're all in this together.
We're not going anywhere.
- Ah, isn't that sweet?
- [panting]
Now, if you've all finished
sucking each other's dicks,
let me give you a little
reality check here.
You're all going to die here tonight.
It's just for me to decide in what order.
So, Venus, who's first?
Your brother or your father?
- Why don't you take me first?
- [chuckles] Oh, no.
I'm saving you to last.
I've got something, umm
Special in mind for you.
Take me if you have to,
but leave my father and sister alone.
- What's in it for me?
- What do you want?
Whatever you have,
it's never gonna be enough to buy me off.
Your father already knows that.
What I'm about to do
is going to make me God.
Do you have anything better
than that to offer?
You're a fucking psycho.
Takes one to know one, eh, Deimos?
Why don't you stop messing around
and turn me over to the Lord?
I'm ready.
- Father knows best.
- [gun clicks]
- [Venus] Hey, Duke.
- What?
[knife thuds]
[sighs] I always knew your training
in knife-throwing would come in handy.
[panting]
What do you want us to do
about these nails, Dad?
Pull them out.
- It's gonna hurt.
- Don't worry, son.
Just pull them out,
and let's get out of here.
Don't go slow, but fast,
like you're ripping off a plaster.
[blood squishing]
Good. Now the other one.
- Are you sure?
- Mm.
[blood squishing]
- [nail clanks]
- [groans]
- [gun fires]
- Dad!
[screaming]
- [knife thudding]
- [gurgling]
[sombre piano music]
Don't Don't cry for me, my angel.
I'll be with your mother soon.
I'm not scared. [Panting]
Apollo.
What is it, Daddy?
The show must go on.
I want you to take over.
You're the new host.
[breathing heavily]
Oh, Dad. Don't go.
- [bell tolling]
- [sobbing]
Ladies and gentlemen,
we hope you have enjoyed your trip
into the dark side this evening.
I have been your host, Apollo Moreau,
and you have been watching
The Midnight Horror Show.
Thank you and good night.
[audience cheers]
The wind that cuts like a rusty knife
Kind of makes me wonder
What's the point of life
I've nowhere left
But a long, old, lonely road
The sad clown smells
And the show goes on
Gonna have my fun
But I know it's wrong
I got a place
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
You think you're all right
But you're only trash
By giving folks up
To the love for cash
There ain't no way
To use a battered soul
Judgement comes to the best and worst
If you're gonna meet the Reaper
Better kill him first
It's all the same
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
My dad's always been a preaching man
Says you got to hold the knife
To understand
"Vengeance is mine," says the Lord
And God, he don't care if you believe
You'll pay to enter
And you'll pray to leave
You'll be entertained
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
The Midnight Horror Show
[ominous music playing]
Ladies and gentlemen,
I am Dr. Deimos Moreau,
your host for this evening.
Leave your inhibitions at the door,
and open your mind
to an experience unlike any other.
Welcome to The Midnight Horror Show.
[theme music playing]
The wind that cuts like a rusty knife
Kind of makes me wonder
What's the point of life
I've nowhere left
But a long, old, lonely road
The sad clown smells
And the show goes on
Gonna have my fun
But I know it's wrong
I got a place
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
You think you're all right
But you're only trash
By giving folks up
To the love for cash
There ain't no way
To use a battered soul
Judgement comes to the best and worst
If you're gonna meet the Reaper
Better kill him first
It's all the same
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
My dad's always been a preaching man
Says you got to hold the knife
To understand
"Vengeance is mine," says the Lord
And God, he don't care if you believe
You'll pay to enter
And you'll pray to leave
You'll be entertained
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
[music fades]
[footsteps approaching]
- [puddle splashes]
- Where the hell is this place?
It's just on the end.
Hardly a place to host a show.
Well, it's an underground thing.
And not many people know about it.
How come it starts so late, anyway?
It's called The Midnight Horror Show.
What did you expect?
Better not be too scary.
Look, you got me to cuddle up to, okay?
Just relax. Enjoy yourself.
Oh. Guess this is it.
[Angela] She looks really freaky.
Come on. It's this way.
Now, what we need is our props.
[fingers snap]
Ladies and gentlemen, I need a volunteer.
Who would like
To step forward?
Ah, lady in the second row.
What's your name?
- Angela.
- Angela.
If you'd like to join me on the stage?
[stammers] Are you sure about this?
Don't be such a killjoy, Kev.
You told me to enjoy it, so I'm going to.
[folding chair squeaks]
Thank you for volunteering, Angela.
Okay, Angela,
if I could ask you to step inside the box.
- Not claustrophobic, are you?
- No, I'm fine.
Wonderful, in you go.
[rattling]
[lock clicks]
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
it is time for our volunteer
to stare death in the face.
[tense music]
- [knife thuds]
- [audience gasp]
- Angela, are you all right?
- [Angela faintly speaking]
[sword rasps]
- [sword rasps]
- [audience gasp]
Angela?
Oh, Angela.
Angela.
Ladies and gentlemen,
something has gone terribly wrong.
[keys jingling]
- [chain jingling]
- [lock clicks]
[audience laugh, applauding]
Now, the horror in that trick
was the anticipation
and expectation you had
to see something horrific.
In actual fact, it was nothing more
than a simple disappearing trick.
Sometimes, the buildup is more terrifying
than the actual payoff.
[Angela panting]
[Angela] Hello?
Hello!
[Deimos] I wouldn't do that
if I were you, my dear.
I might slip
and cause you serious damage.
[shudders] Why don't you just let me go?
Do you believe in God, my dear?
What?
Simple question. Do you believe in God?
- No.
- Hmm.
You'd think being a medical man,
I wouldn't either, wouldn't you?
But then I read Psalm 52, verse 5 to 7.
"God will bring you down
to everlasting ruin."
He will snatch you up
and tear you from your tent.
He will uproot you
from the land of the living.
"The righteous will see and fear Him."
How flesh trembles
when the Lord God sayeth,
"Vengeance is mine!"
[chuckles]
Now, that's the kind of God
I can get on board with.
A God that lives on fear.
I enjoy it. [Chuckles]
This is your final curtain call.
[Angela screams]
[sighs]
[sighs]
[door opens, creaks]
[lively music]
- [door closes]
- Hello?
Angela.
Hello?
Hello?
Angela.
[door creaks]
[footsteps pattering]
[door opens]
Angela.
- [light clicks]
- [screams]
[gentle music]
[door opens, closes]
Wanted to see me?
Yeah, I want you to help me bury all this.
Ah, Dad, come on, it's late.
Can't we just do it tomorrow?
[sighs] Boy, you are
the laziest person here.
Every time I ask you to do something,
it's always "in a minute, in a minute".
Hey, Dad, I thought you could use
a cuppa.
Oh, thank you, sunshine.
[sighs]
[slurps] Mm.
- Perfect cup of tea, as always.
- [cup thuds]
- What are you so pissed off about?
- Nothing.
You know, you're such
a sulky brat sometimes.
- Oh, fuck off, Venus.
- Oi!
- Don't you dare use that kind of language.
- Venus swore too.
Not as bad as the F word.
Yeah, that's right, just let Madame
Sugar Tits get off scot-free again.
What? "Tits" isn't worse than "pissed".
Just keep it clean, that's all I'm asking.
Dad, I'm 25 years old.
For God's sake, I can swear if I want.
Not under my roof, you can't!
This is my caravan, my rules.
No swearing, no blaspheming.
Stop arguing and come help me.
What about you?
This isn't the kind of work
a lady should be doing.
Dad, it's fine. It's not the '50s.
- I'll help.
- Yeah?
Help, then.
You do realise, if it came down to it,
I could snap your neck
in a heartbeat, yeah?
[Dummy] Good show tonight.
- Audience seemed to like it.
- Yeah. They love me.
They just loved you, did they?
What am I, then?
- Just a background extra or something?
- You said it, not me. [Laughs]
Well, the show's over.
It's time you went back in your box.
I hate that box. It's like a damn coffin.
Do I look like Dracula to you?
- It's time for bed.
- Don't you put me back in that box.
I'm warning you.
[rattling]
- [panting]
- [gentle knocking]
[Dummy] Janus, why do you
put me in here every night,
even though you know I don't like it?
[whimpering]
Because you know you can't go
on stage without me.
You know I'm the star of the show
[laughs]
For Christ's sakes! Shut the fuck up!
Can't I just get some peace for once?
Is it too much to ask?
- [loud knocking]
- [groans]
- [door slams]
- [Dummy] Was it something I said?
[gentle piano music]
[locks clicking]
[waves crashing]
All right, this will do.
The tide will take it straight out
to the sea from here.
Oh, God, it stinks.
Well, it must be the dog mess
you're smelling.
Can't be the body parts.
Decomposition won't have kicked in yet.
I don't know about that.
It smells like something crawled up
someone's ass and died.
Don't be so crass.
How long does decomposition take,
then, Dad?
Depends, sweetheart.
Different cells die at different rates.
But decomposition usually
happens in stages,
and the smelling stage isn't
usually reached for four to six days.
You hear that, Apollo?
The smell you're smelling
is obviously yourself.
- Grow up, Venus.
- You both need to grow up.
It's been this way ever since
you were kids, always bickering.
- Can't we just get along?
- She started it.
That's enough!
Well, throw the bags in.
[water splashes]
What are you doing?
- You said, "Throw it in."
- I said, "Throw the bags in."
I want that suitcase.
Why didn't you say that?
Yeah, it's Dad's fault.
He assumed you weren't a moron.
- Oh, shut up, Venus.
- "Shut up, Venus."
Well, go and get it, then.
Come on, Dad, look,
can't I just buy you a new one?
Your mother gave me that suitcase,
and I want it back.
Now, go and get it.
- I'll get wet.
- And?
[water splashing]
[laughs]
- Who are you?
- My name's Milton Katzenberg.
I'm from the Katzenberg Talent Agency.
Well, do you always sneak around
in the middle of the night
looking for talent, Mr. Katzenberg?
No, but it's not every show I see
starts at midnight.
- You saw our show tonight?
- Yeah.
I've been in this business for 25 years,
and I'm confident I can make you a star.
You want to make me a star? [Chuckles]
What about the other acts in the show?
They're okay. I mean, they're good,
but don't get me wrong,
it's you that I want.
Well I don't know.
It's all a bit sudden, you know?
Look, I'll tell you what, kid, look
I'm gonna give you
my business card, okay?
Now, what I want you to do,
is I want you to think about it,
and then I want you to look at the number
on the back of here,
and then I want you to give me a call.
Okay?
Don't leave it too long.
Okay. All right, kid?
Trinculo, I'm thinking
of changing your act
into more of a performance piece.
How do you mean?
Well, it could do with a bit more pizazz.
I don't know, Dad,
I think it works all right as it is.
Why do we have to change it?
Because it needs
to make more of an impact.
Oh, come on, Trinc.
There's always room for improvement.
Oh, we'll talk about it
once the run here is over.
Janus.
Janus.
You're supposed to eat
your food, not play with it.
Something on your mind?
Oh. No.
Just not hungry, that's all.
Alphabetti Spaghetti. [Chuckles]
Always makes me laugh.
[Janus] Why?
Well, between 1937 and 1945,
the very same company
that makes that stuff today
produced a version of Alphabetti Spaghetti
exclusively for the German market.
It was made up entirely
of little pasta swastikas.
- That's a bit strange.
- Yeah, well, it was a strange time.
- You know, Hitler loved the circus.
- Really?
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
He loved the idea that underpaid
performers were risking
their lives to please him.
Apparently, he went to the circus
on several occasions in 1933.
He used to send expensive chocolates
and flowers to the female performers.
Even remembered their names.
And he'd worry about them and their
families in the event of an accident.
Sounds like a real nice guy.
- Don't be sarcastic.
- I was just saying.
Jesus.
How many times do I have
to tell you to stop blaspheming?
[sighs]
Venus, these eggs are wonderful.
Thank you, Dad.
[sighs] You finish your breakfast?
Yes.
Well, gather all the costumes together
from last night, and get them cleaned.
[mouths] Bye.
[sighs]
[door closes]
You didn't tell the family
about the agent.
- Why didn't you tell them?
- I don't know.
It's because they would think
you want to leave the family.
Maybe they would.
[chuckles] It's true, isn't it?
- What?
- You do want to leave.
- No.
- Don't lie to me!
Look, we've been together too long.
I know you better than
you know yourself.
- We both know it's time for us to move on.
- Don't say that.
- I love my family.
- They're dragging us down!
Call the agent.
I want you to initial page one,
page two,
and I want you to sign page four.
Now, do you want to stay
anonymous all of your life,
or do you want to be a star?
[clock ticking]
Mazel tov. Good boy.
This time next year,
you're gonna be a millionaire.
[both chuckle]
[ominous music playing]
[Vincent] All right, you always do this.
- [Jenny] I'm not doing anything.
- [Vincent] You're always doing it.
[Jenny] I didn't. You always say this.
I didn't do anything to him.
What about the guy
in the bloody grocery shop?
- He didn't, he looked at me.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- [Vincent] You give me that all the time.
- [Jenny] No, don't get all that.
[Vincent] Yes, you're always doing it!
- [Jenny] I'm not always doing it!
- You're doing it every fucking day.
I don't mean to. I'm just there,
and he's just talking to me.
Well, you're just there
just talking and that's it?
- [Jenny] Vincent, stop it.
- Why, why? Do I do it?
- It's not my fault!
- Do I do it?
- No, it's not my fault, though.
- It is your fault!
- It's not my fault!
- It is your fault!
- It's not my fault!
- It has nothing to do with me!
It's your fault! [Hand slaps]
- [Trinculo] Don't do that.
- [Vincent laughs]
What the fuck is this shit? [Chuckles]
What are you gonna do,
make an animal balloon?
[punch thuds]
[gentle piano music]
I'm not dangerous. Come on.
Seriously, it'll be okay.
Come on.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'll be fine.
It's not the first time.
- He's done it before?
- Yeah.
Although I've never been rescued
by a clown before.
I'm in a show.
It's what I do for a living.
Yeah, I kind of guessed that.
- So is that your boyfriend?
- Yeah.
- Why do you let him treat you that way?
- I don't know.
After it happens, he always
seems like really sorry,
and I know he loves me.
- If he loved you, he wouldn't hurt you.
- It's not that simple.
Relationships can be difficult.
Look, you don't need to walk me
the whole way home.
- I'll be okay, you know?
- You don't seem okay.
The hell do you know?
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't be having a go at you.
[sniffles] I should be thanking you.
It's all right.
You don't have to thank me.
Anyone else would have done the same.
No, they wouldn't.
Most people would turn
and walk the other way.
I don't like bullies, and he's a bully.
You're too nice for him.
How can you say that?
You don't even know me.
I know you must be a good person
to put up with that bastard,
but he knows that himself
and that's why he takes advantage.
My house is just around the corner.
- Are you sure you're all right?
- Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll be fine.
Listen, do you want to go
for a coffee sometime?
I mean, I know this great place around
the corner. They do amazing coffee.
Why would you want to go
for a coffee with me?
- Just to talk.
- Why?
- Cos I think you could do with a friend.
- So you're gonna be my friend?
I'll be proud to be called your friend.
Okay, why not?
Never had a friend who's a clown before.
Okay, two o'clock tomorrow
afternoon, JJ's Cafe.
- Do you know it?
- Yeah.
- Okay, I'll see you then.
- You never told me your name.
- Trinculo.
- Okay, Trinculo.
- I'm Jenny.
- Jenny.
Okay, Jenny. I'll see you then. [Chuckles]
[ringing]
- Hello?
- [Milton] Hey, kid, it's Milton.
[Janus] Oh, hi.
[Milton] Listen, I knew
this was gonna happen,
but it's happened even faster
than I thought.
I got you an audition
for a television show.
[Janus] Wow.
- Really?
- Yeah, it's a new show.
They're setting up for satellite.
Now, there's an audition on Thursday
at 10:00 a.m. You free, kid?
Of course.
[Milton]
Now, they're holding the auditions
at the South Arts Centre
down on Crescent Way.
- You know the place?
- No, but I'll look up the directions.
[Milton] Yeah, damn fucking sure
you will, kid.
Now, come down there for about 9:30
so we can chat before, okay?
- Okay.
- [Milton] See you Thursday.
[Janus] Thank you.
[chattering on television]
[chuckles]
Oh, my God.
- This could be my big break.
- Our big break.
Yes.
That's what I meant.
[ominous music playing]
[Janus mumbles]
Ah, you just be yourself, kid.
You'll be fine.
Yeah. [Chuckles]
- Look, I'm feeling a little nervous.
- Nervous? No, nervous is good.
Yeah, you use that adrenaline.
It'll spur you on, okay?
Now, let me take a look at you.
Yeah, yeah. Oh, you look great.
You're gonna be fine.
You get in there and you knock 'em dead.
[ominous sounds]
[Dummy] I'm never nervous.
Look at that guy over there.
You heard?
I did.
Ladies and gentlemen,
he was arrested for child porn charges.
That was just a crazy act
of self-sabotage.
Judge said, "How does
five to ten years sound, son?"
What is going on with you?
Is there something I should know about?
And this guy said, "Sexy."
- You got psychological problems?
- No.
I bet you tug yourself so hard every night
over sweet cheeks there
that the doctor's sick of the sight
of your cock for the friction burns.
I put you up for an audition
and you do that,
- that reflects badly on me.
- No, come on.
- Just give me one more chance.
- I'm sorry, kid,
I'm gonna have to let you go. I'm sorry.
- So where do you work?
- In a shop.
- Oh, yeah? What kind of shop?
- Just like a supermarket-type thing.
Do you enjoy that?
I wouldn't say I enjoy it,
but it pays the bills.
- Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.
Why do you always wear the clown make-up,
even when you're not working?
To cover the scars.
What happened?
Something bad.
You can tell me.
Well, a few years ago,
we were doing a show
in the north of England,
and I went to a bar afterwards,
and these guys started making fun of me
cos I was still dressed as a clown.
So I mouthed off, and a fight broke out.
One of them smashed a bottle
of whiskey over my face,
and the other lit a match.
All I remember is this numbness,
and the flames spread over my body.
Eventually, someone took me outside
and threw a blanket over me,
but by then, the damage was already done.
My god.
What happened to the guys
who did it to you?
They got away.
Didn't the police go after them?
No, we never got the police involved.
Can't believe they got away with it.
Just cos we didn't get the police involved
doesn't mean they got away with it.
What do you mean?
Well, what goes around comes around.
I'm sure they got what they deserved.
[chuckles]
I hope so.
So have you heard from your boyfriend?
No, I've not spoken to him.
I don't really think I will now.
- That's probably best.
- Yeah, I think so.
I don't think relationships
should be so difficult.
I think when you meet
the one and it just clicks,
it should just be, I don't know, easier.
I don't know. I've never
really been in a relationship.
- Never?
- Not for years, anyway.
When you look like me, it's really hard
for someone to even look twice.
Don't be silly.
You're a really interesting guy.
Thanks.
Even if I could wow someone over
with my personality,
I'd never have the courage
to talk to them.
Well, you're talking to me now.
- That's different.
- How?
I don't know. It just is.
Anyway, I wouldn't even know
where to begin with a relationship.
I'm not sure I even know
what true love is.
[chuckles] Sometimes I think I do,
and then other times, I'm not so sure.
Do you think true love transcends looks?
Yeah.
[Jenny chuckles]
[ominous sounds]
- [door opens, thuds]
- Jesus, don't you knock?
Dad said you were cleaning
his caravan earlier.
- So what?
- So I was gonna do it.
- Why do you care?
- Because you're always doing this, Venus.
- Get over yourself, for God's sake.
- No, Venus.
Do you know what, ever since Mum died,
all you ever do is suck up to Dad
and make me look like an idiot.
Have you heard yourself?
You sound like a spoiled little child.
Have you been crying?
So what if I have?
Am I not allowed to be human for once?
I never said you weren't.
You know, you all expect me
to be strong all of the time,
and sometimes, I have days
when I don't feel so strong.
[stammers] What do you expect me
to say to that?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
[crying]
That agent screwed us over.
Shut the fuck up. I'm not speaking to you.
Ah, you can take your anger out on me
if you want,
but our act is edgy.
We were never right for that pansy show.
- All you had to do was rein it in a bit.
- And sell out? No fucking way.
You're the one who said
we should sign with the agent.
Yeah, but on our own terms.
He said, "Be yourselves,"
before we auditioned.
That's why it's him who screwed us.
He should have vetted the show
to see if it was suitable.
Well
I suppose it doesn't matter anymore,
it's [sighs]
It's all over now.
[sighs]
Not yet, it ain't.
- What do you mean?
- I think it's time that agent paid.
I don't think we're due
any money from him.
I'm not talking about money.
- What are you talking about?
- I want that agent to pay
In blood.
No.
I won't do it.
Are you gonna be a pussy your entire life?
People screw you over
and you don't even care.
I do care! But I just can't!
Either you do it or I will.
Don't you put me back in that box again.
I'm warning you!
- Don't you Don't
- [lid thuds]
- [loud thudding]
- [Dummy laughs]
[Dummy laughs]
[gentle guitar music]
Looking at an old photo?
- She was never boring, your mother.
- [chuckles] Yeah, I know.
The day she died
was the worst day of my life.
I always thought we had
a pact, Cathy and me,
that I would die first.
I'd have known she'd have the last word.
She usually did. [Chuckles]
Oh, sometimes because I'd let her, but
Often because she insisted on it.
[sighs]
- We all miss her.
- Yeah.
You know, I'm nowhere near as good
a father as she was a mother.
- Oh, don't be silly, Dad.
- No, it's true.
Look, I know sometimes it seems like
I favour Venus, but I don't.
I love you all just the same.
It's just
[sighs]
I see so much of your mother in Venus.
She's got that same
incredible strength deep down,
that same sensitive heart.
It's not favouritism, son,
it's just me trying to hang on
to the only piece of your mother
I have left.
Yeah, it's okay, Dad.
Try and get on a little better
with your sister, yeah?
We're family. We've got to stick together.
I'll try.
Good boy.
All the people missing from the locations
on the map had intended to go
and see some sort of adult carnival
or circus type affair.
It's really hidden away.
I mean, they just sort of breeze
into a town and breeze out again,
leaving no physical trace
that they've ever been there.
[Duke] Do you think your daughter
is still alive, Mr. Goldberg?
My daughter deserves justice.
That's why I came to you.
You see, I don't just want you to find
the people responsible
for my daughter's disappearance,
I want you to kill them.
Very slowly. Do you understand?
Does that work for you, Mr. Enright?
Call me Duke.
[lid creaks]
- [heart beating]
- [door creaks]
- [television chattering]
- [tense music]
[Milton gasps]
- [Milton gurgling]
- Milton?
[choking]
Milton? What was that?
Milton!
[television chattering]
[television turns off]
- [screaming]
- [tense music]
- [screams]
- [thunder rumbles]
[rain pattering]
[ominous music playing]
Any children?
Yeah.
Three boys, one girl.
[Duke] Are all of these involved
in The Midnight Horror Show?
[Bateman] Fucking right.
[sighs] So all these missing people,
they're killing them for a reason?
They use them in the show.
For example, Apollo the illusionist
When he says he's going to saw
somebody in half in the show,
- he actually fucking saws them in half.
- Hm.
So where is this show right now?
Fairvale.
- Are you sure about that?
- [Bateman] Of course.
Hmm.
Well, thank you, Bateman.
You've been a big help.
No probs.
- Duke?
- What?
What's with all the plastic?
Well, it's a rental, and I don't want
to get blood on the seats.
What blood?
[tense music]
- [gunshot]
- [thunder rumbles]
[clock ticking]
Oh.
What have you done?
Oh, my God.
What have you done?
I did what you didn't have
the balls to do.
This guy played with fire,
and he got burned.
Good enough for the lying sack of shit.
He screwed us over.
Yes, but you can't go around
just killing people.
The rest of the family do.
Yes, but I'm not like the rest
of the family, am I?
I can't and I won't take
any pleasure from killing.
Ah, stop your pissing
and moaning, you pussy.
We'll just clean this place up and then
dump the fuck out of these bodies.
"We"?
Me, more like it.
I always have to clean up your mess!
I think you'll find
it's the other way around.
Now, go and find
some fucking cleaning stuff
in that cunting kitchen.
- [sofa thuds]
- [grunts]
[head thuds] Shit.
You. You.
[thunder rumbles]
[rain pattering]
"Jenny, I think
you're a really nice person."
"No, you're an amazing person."
No, it's too strong.
"Jenny, I really think
we should see each other again."
Yeah.
- I promise.
- Mm-hm.
I'll give you a call in the morning, yeah?
Okay.
[door closes]
[eerie music]
[thunder rumbles]
[eerie music playing]
- What can I get you?
- Jack.
- Single or double?
- The whole bottle.
[people chattering]
- Keep the change.
- Ta.
- [doorbell rings]
- [television chattering]
[eerie music playing]
[television chattering]
- [doorbell ringing]
- Oh, for fuck's sake.
[thunder rumbles]
All right, you little fucks!
You bobby knock my house again,
I'll bring my shotgun!
You hear that, you little shits?
[tense music]
[thuds]
[Vincent groaning]
The final piece of the puzzle.
[upbeat rock music]
[saw buzzing]
It's a damn pity the wife had to go.
She's a real MILF.
Oops, I nearly forgot.
Ah
Janus, Janus
He likes it up the anus, anus
Not like your sister Venus, Venus
She wants to suck my
[screams]
I've had enough of this!
All you do is whine and bitch.
If you had some balls to stand up
to people in the first place,
maybe it wouldn't have come to this.
Shut up!
You're always getting me into trouble!
All I want is a normal life!
But you're always in my ear,
eating away at me!
You've broken me up.
You've fucking broken me!
Blah, blah, fucking blah.
I've heard this a million times before.
Face it, Janus, fucking anus,
you need me.
Without me, you'll just get
walked all over by everyone.
Without me, you're a nobody. [Chuckles]
I need you?
Oh.
I've had enough of you.
In fact, I'm going to put an end
to all of this right now.
[indistinct chattering]
- [water splashes]
- [grunting]
[Janus] Damn it!
[sewing machine whirring]
[gentle piano music]
[switch clicking]
[switch clicking]
[Trinculo] Jenny, wait.
- Who's that?
- It's me.
Who?
Trinculo.
What the hell are you doing in my house?
I just came to talk.
Did you turn the lights out?
I noticed you were back with Vincent.
- Have you been spying on me?
- No.
I came to visit you
and I saw him leaving the house.
Yeah, we're just taking things slow.
I really, really think
he's changed this time.
People like that never change.
- Why are you telling me this?
- Cos you should be with me.
Look, I've told you before,
you're a really nice guy, but I'm...
You don't need to say it. It's all right.
I've heard it so many times before.
You really don't need to say it this time.
I'm unattractive.
But it's okay. I finally found a way
to solve that problem.
- What do you mean?
- [lamp clicks]
[tense music]
Oh, my God.
Now I look like this,
we can finally be together.
You are fucking crazy.
- Love does that to people.
- You don't love me.
I love you more than Vincent ever did.
- I'm calling the police.
- [phone beeping]
[tone ringing]
[operator] Emergency, what's your address?
[screams]
- Why are you doing this?
- We belong together.
No, Trinculo, we don't.
But I look the way you want me to.
You're crazy.
How can I love you? You're a murderer.
[crying]
- [knife clacks]
- [Jenny whimpering]
No. No!
- Do it.
- No, I can't.
- Please, do it.
- I can't.
- Just push.
- No, I can't.
- Just push it in.
- No, I can't.
[Jenny crying]
Everyone's a killer.
You just need to know how to unlock it.
[crying]
[tense music]
[gentle music]
[Duke] I'd offer to buy you a drink,
but it appears you already have one.
Yes.
Rough day?
You don't mind if I join you, do you?
Would you like a drink?
Don't mind if I do.
So
[tense music]
[Janus choking]
[Dummy]
I know you better than you know yourself.
[laughs]
[indistinct chattering]
[laughs]
- Can I help you?
- [Janus] Hey, Dad.
You okay, son?
Well, I haven't been
feeling myself lately.
- Well, you look okay to me.
- Yeah. I finally pulled myself together.
[both chuckling]
[Venus grunting] Get me out!
Get me out!
I'm gonna fucking kill you! I swear!
Get me out! Get me out!
If you won't get me out, I will kill you!
[thuds]
["Lacrimosa" by Mozart playing]
Gunner, I've got a little assignment
for you and The Reaper.
[mouths profanity]
[no audible dialogue,
"Lacrimosa" continues]
["Lacrimosa" ends]
You recognise her?
Can't say that I do.
Hmm.
Her name is Caroline Goldberg.
Now
Either you
or one of your fucked-up kids
took her life.
The problem is her father
is a very powerful man,
and he wants his pound of flesh.
I suppose
When you kill random strangers,
in the end, you mess
with the wrong person.
How much is he paying you?
[Duke] Enough.
[sighs] Sold your soul to the devil, huh?
[chuckles] Giving up people
to the good Lord for cash.
It's my job.
Oh, come on.
It's a lot more than that, isn't it?
You think this is personal?
This isn't personal. It's all business.
You ever hear the expression
"Takes one to know one"?
Of course.
I look into your eyes,
and I see something
that is more than just a job.
[grunts]
And I like wiping scum like you
off the face of this Earth.
Well, I can see why you won't admit it.
Nobody chooses evil because it is evil.
They merely mistake it for happiness.
The good they seek.
You can dress it up anyway you want,
but the bottom line
is you and I are no different.
We kill people for the same reason.
Because we enjoy it.
It completes us.
[both chuckling]
So, what's next?
Well, I've been playing S&M dungeon
with those two for an hour.
- They'd make a fortune as rent boys.
- Ballerina's fucked, as well.
- Right. Suppose we better finish them off.
- Can I use a gun?
No, boss wants them to suffer.
I'm thinking jugular.
- You know, let them know they're dying.
- Slow. Nice.
Right, suppose I better get my nose
back to the grindstone.
Hey, we gonna dispose of them
or we just gonna leave them hanging?
No, leave them here.
Promised the missus
I'd be back home in time
to get the kids to bed.
Yeah, gotta wash me granny.
Right.
[gentle piano music]
All right, darling.
- Did you miss me?
- What do you think?
Sorry, lover. Show's fucking over.
[lock clatters]
- [head thuds]
- [chain jingling]
[The Reaper gurgling]
[grunting]
[panting]
All right, boys.
I don't know about you,
but I've had a wonderful time.
But all good things must come to an end.
Right
Ah now, that's the problem
with threesomes,
you never know where to start.
- Eenie, meenie, miney
- [knife thuds]
[panting]
- Are you guys all right?
- What the fuck took you so long?
- Where's Dad and Venus?
- We don't know.
I'm gonna find them.
- Cut us the fuck loose, why don't you?
- All right.
Here.
You cut Trinc loose.
I'm gonna find Dad and Venus.
- Wait, we'll come with you.
- No, no, no. Stay here, all right?
It's something I have to do by myself.
- Well, fucking go, then!
- [Apollo] You're welcome.
Fucking hell, where the fuck
did Dad get him from?
What the fuck are you looking at,
kebab face?
Jesus, fuck.
- Venus, wake up. You all right?
- I'm still alive?
[chuckles] Yeah.
Jesus, Apollo.
You gonna be okay?
I'll just be achy
for a few days, but I'll be fine.
Where's the rest of the family?
- Leppy and Trinc are in the other room.
- And Dad?
I'm gonna find him.
- Have you got a weapon I can use?
- No.
So, what am I supposed to use?
You stay here. I'm gonna find him myself.
No, we are a team on this.
I'm coming with you.
Here.
- What are you gonna use?
- These bad boys.
Ah, just in time.
I like a bit of audience participation.
You pull that trigger and you die next.
Bitch, I can take all three
of you out with this gun
- before you got anywhere near me.
- Both of you, get out of here now.
- [Deimos] Run!
- No, Dad. We're all in this together.
We're not going anywhere.
- Ah, isn't that sweet?
- [panting]
Now, if you've all finished
sucking each other's dicks,
let me give you a little
reality check here.
You're all going to die here tonight.
It's just for me to decide in what order.
So, Venus, who's first?
Your brother or your father?
- Why don't you take me first?
- [chuckles] Oh, no.
I'm saving you to last.
I've got something, umm
Special in mind for you.
Take me if you have to,
but leave my father and sister alone.
- What's in it for me?
- What do you want?
Whatever you have,
it's never gonna be enough to buy me off.
Your father already knows that.
What I'm about to do
is going to make me God.
Do you have anything better
than that to offer?
You're a fucking psycho.
Takes one to know one, eh, Deimos?
Why don't you stop messing around
and turn me over to the Lord?
I'm ready.
- Father knows best.
- [gun clicks]
- [Venus] Hey, Duke.
- What?
[knife thuds]
[sighs] I always knew your training
in knife-throwing would come in handy.
[panting]
What do you want us to do
about these nails, Dad?
Pull them out.
- It's gonna hurt.
- Don't worry, son.
Just pull them out,
and let's get out of here.
Don't go slow, but fast,
like you're ripping off a plaster.
[blood squishing]
Good. Now the other one.
- Are you sure?
- Mm.
[blood squishing]
- [nail clanks]
- [groans]
- [gun fires]
- Dad!
[screaming]
- [knife thudding]
- [gurgling]
[sombre piano music]
Don't Don't cry for me, my angel.
I'll be with your mother soon.
I'm not scared. [Panting]
Apollo.
What is it, Daddy?
The show must go on.
I want you to take over.
You're the new host.
[breathing heavily]
Oh, Dad. Don't go.
- [bell tolling]
- [sobbing]
Ladies and gentlemen,
we hope you have enjoyed your trip
into the dark side this evening.
I have been your host, Apollo Moreau,
and you have been watching
The Midnight Horror Show.
Thank you and good night.
[audience cheers]
The wind that cuts like a rusty knife
Kind of makes me wonder
What's the point of life
I've nowhere left
But a long, old, lonely road
The sad clown smells
And the show goes on
Gonna have my fun
But I know it's wrong
I got a place
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
You think you're all right
But you're only trash
By giving folks up
To the love for cash
There ain't no way
To use a battered soul
Judgement comes to the best and worst
If you're gonna meet the Reaper
Better kill him first
It's all the same
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
My dad's always been a preaching man
Says you got to hold the knife
To understand
"Vengeance is mine," says the Lord
And God, he don't care if you believe
You'll pay to enter
And you'll pray to leave
You'll be entertained
In The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
Whoa, The Midnight Horror Show
The Midnight Horror Show