[spooky theme]
♪
[evil laughter]
My name is Lyle VelJohnson and I was born alone.
Sure, I have a mother, and a father,
but they are more interested in anything else than me.
I played alone, ate dinner alone,
got tortured at school
and realized that it wasn't me all of those years.
It was my parents.
You ungrateful little shit!
We go out of our way to find a date for you for the prom
and this is how you behave?
Violet Meyers? Violet Meyers!
She's the most popular girl in school.
Then you should be thanking us.
Learn to accept a little charity, Lyle.
Hmm.
Or at least pity.
I don't want to have to get you a hooker.
Hm.
Why do you always do this to me?
You always try to control my life.
Well, if we thought you had the guts to talk to her instead of
just spying on her with that telescope in your bedroom
maybe we wouldn't have to get involved.
Why do you even care?
No son of mine is gonna be stuck at home on prom night!
You're a VelJohnson, dammit! We're men of action.
Men of action.
Ever since the first, VelJohnson
bought his way onto the Mayflower.
We settle for nothing but the best.
And I'll be damned if our family bloodline dies with you.
At this rate we may as well
give your inheritance to the cat.
Mmmhmm.
-Isn't that right, Churchill? -[kisses]
You love that stupid cat more than you love me.
It earned our love.
What have you ever done?
I hate you. I hate this family.
[cat snarling]
Are you pissing on my...
Get out of here, Churchill! Out!
[cat hisses]
Ah! You little shit!
-[cat meows] -[bell rings]
Churchill, oh, Churchill dear!
Lyle, have you seen Churchy?
Uh, no. Not since last night.
What on earth are you wearing?
It's my outfit for prom.
Uh...
-You look like a serial killer. -Hmm.
I look cool.
Not wearing that you don't.
What have you gotten into?
Please don't touch me.
Or what?
Please. He hasn't got the guts.
You don't know what I'm capable of doing.
You better be capable of going back to your room
and getting changed.
Your mother already picked out your clothes.
This is what I'm wearing.
Hey!
Go!
You don't want to keep Violet waiting.
[bell rings]
Meow, meow, meow. Churchy!
Psst, psst, psst.
There, don't you look handsome?
Now, that's a VelJohnson.
You and Violet might even win prom king and queen.
Oh, they already voted on that.
Then demand a recount, dammit. That's what a man would do.
[clock chimes]
Oh, it's 7:00. She'll be here any minute.
Places, everyone! [snaps fingers]
[clock chimes]
[snaps fingers] Stand up straight.
Don't slouch, boy.
[exhales]
[clock ticks]
[clock chimes]
[phone rings]
[voicemail] This is Viviane...
Voicemail, again.
The Meyers are avoiding us, Archibald.
No, darling.
They're not avoiding us, they're avoiding him.
-[cell phone rings] -Oh!
-Hello. -[Viviane] Gloria.
Viviane, how lovely to hear from you.
[Viviane] I wish I could say the same.
We are wondering when Violet might...
[Viviane] Oh, she's gone.
[Gloria] Oh, she's already left?
[Viviane] Two hours ago.
Two hours ago?
[Viviane] Mmmhmm.
[Gloria] But we had a deal.
[Viviane] Oh.
Archibald and I made a very sizable investment
to your husbands company.
Stood up.
No one has ever stood up a VelJohnson.
[exhales]
Of course.
What else did I expect from my son.
Who would ever want to go out with such a weak, stupid,
sniveling little weirdo like you?
Oh really?
What are you gonna do? Hit me?
You don't have the guts.
[chilling music]
I've had enough!
Agh!!
Uhhh.
You idiot!
It was your job to sharpen the sword!
You can't even kill me right!
[grunts]
What on earth have you done?
[gasps]
You've ruined my entire living room set!
You little shit!
Shut up. Shut up!
Ahhhhh!!!!!
[screaming]
[splash]
[Lyle crying]
[splash]
[cat meows]
[exhales]
[clattering sounds]
Who's there?
Hello?
[door creaking]
[meows]
[shaky breathing]
[dramatic music]
Dad?
Mom?
[groaning] You...
Don't think you're gonna get away with this, do you?
You were always an emotionally stunted, spoiled brat.
You're a screw-up.
How dare you kill us?
[screaming] No!
[cell phone alarm]
Out of bed boy! That's no way to seize the day.
Your snoring's getting worse.
When my father built this fortune on 15 minutes...
I think you might have sleep apnea like your great uncle, Roy.
Oh, really?
You're never gonna get anywhere doing that kind of stuff.
Go!
Oh god, you are a fat slob.
Don't forget the whitener. Women, they notice a smile.
What are you doing? You're making a mess.
Look at the mess you're making.
Ew. Lyle, your teeth are just disgusting.
It's a waste of the water bill!
Oh, you're never gonna find a girlfriend
when you're dressed like that.
...Jesus.
Oh.
Wolf shirt again? Not really a chick magnet, boy.
How about a nice button up? We can go shopping.
Feel free to use the card.
As if he doesn't already.
[laughing]
-[Gloria] Don't we know it. -[Archibald] Really.
Carbs, carbs, more carbs.
Oh, you're never gonna get a woman with that beer belly.
Oh, look. She's pretty. Quick, go and talk to her!
Dammit boy, you killed me and now you're killing my gene pool!
Ah!
Honey, did you just Patrick Swayze that box?
[laughing] I think I did!
Oh!
Will you shut up?!
[Gloria] Scared another woman away.
I'm here to shop, not talk to women.
[Archibald] You never talk to women.
Because you're always talking to me.
Well, maybe we could finally move on
if you could just find a girl and settle down.
Oh, look. There's another one.
[Gloria] Hello!
Is that Violet Meyers?
[Both] Violet!
[Gloria] Oh, she's got a lot of nerve-
[Archibald] I'd like to give her a piece of my mind.
-[Gloria] ... shopping here.
I thought she moved to New York.
Wow. Even more beautiful now than in high school.
I wonder if she remembers me.
Don't even think about it!
What? You're always saying how I need to talk to girls.
Not this one.
It's her fault we're dead!
No, it's my fault you're dead.
Uh, she saw me.
[both] Run!
[crashing]
-[groans] Oh... -Are you alright?
Yeah, I'm ok.
Oh my god! Lyle?
It's me, Violet Meyers.
I used to live across the lake from your family.
Oh, I, uh, I know. Hi.
Came to mock our family more?
-We remember you, harlot. -Mmmhmm.
I well, I just wanted to...
-[Gloria]Drop dead. -[Archibald] Go to hell!
Apologize for standing you up at prom in high school.
[laughs]
Oh, please. That was like four years, three months,
two days ago.
Really, it was no big deal, actually.
-No big deal? -Unbelievable!
Your mom gave my mom an earful.
Said that you were devastated.
Did she?
God, your parents must just hate me.
How are they?
[both] Don't tell her we're dead!
They're... dead.
-Oh! -Agh!
Oh. I'm so sorry.
Not as much as me.
I can't believe you're going on a date with that snake.
She's poison, boy.
-Hm. -Hm.
We're only looking out for your best interest.
You mean your best interest?
I've been waiting for this date my entire life
and all you care about is the VelJohnson name.
Oh, that's a good look.
Yes, wear that one.
I really need this, ok? I've never... you know.
Oh, we know.
So then leave me alone for once.
It's not like women just come knocking on my front door.
[knocking]
Afternoon.
I'm Special Agent Ella, this is Special Agent Mann.
Is this the VelJohnson residence?
Uh, yes. That's me. I live here.
Anyone else?
-Who is it? -This better not be a charity.
Uh, no. No one.
What about Gloria and Archibald VelJohnson?
Oh, my parents? Yes, they live here too.
But they're on vacation. In Switzerland.
Hm.
Do you happen to know
if they invested in Midwich Financial?
Who are you, the tax man!
Well, that is none of your business!
[both] Lyle, tell her to leave!
They don't really talk to me.
Have your parents give me a call
when they're back from vacation.
Will do.
Have yourself a good day.
You too.
How long do you think you can keep up this vacation charade
before the IRS gets wise?
I told you boy, you need to get smart.
You need to cover your tracks.
You need to move our money into your name.
Mmmhmm.
I need to go on a date.
[exasperated sigh]
I'm surprised you came out with me.
What?
Did you think I was gonna stand you up?
[laughing]
Ouch. Ok. I deserve that. Fair.
I was just some spoiled rich kid back in high school.
But, I've done a lot of growing up since then.
I guess losing everything will do that to you.
So, you didn't win prom queen?
You really don't know, do you?
It was like the gossip of the town.
I don't really talk to anyone.
My dad turned out to be a con man.
[gasps]
I knew it! I knew he was a fraud!
He ran a ponzi scheme.
Midwich Financial or something stupid.
Oh, right. Yeah, I think my parents were investors.
Everyone's parents were investors.
He scammed this whole town out of millions.
We lost everything in court.
I came back from New York to try and help him, but...
He was a wreck.
He just disappeared. Presumed dead by suicide.
My mother drank herself to death shortly after.
Well, if I had a family like hers I'd kill myself too.
Mom!
Moms are so tough to lose.
I know.
Not like this.
I've never told anyone this before,
but my parents were... murdered.
-Are you out of your mind? -Do you want to go to jail?
By each other.
[both] What?!
They caught each other cheating.
They were both real big sluts.
It was just one orgy.
I don't like talking about it because... it hurts.
Lyle, I'm so sorry.
It's hard for people like us.
Walking through life with that kind of pain.
But if you find the right person,
it can make it feel like a walk in the park.
[retching]
You know, it was really nice talking to you.
Usually my past scares guys off.
Well, I'm not a guy who scares easily.
[squelching]
Oh, my god.
[chuckles]
[indistinct TV sounds]
[chuckles]
[chuckling]
Ahhhhh...
Psst! Now, go. Come on, get!
Get up! Come here. Come on!
[peaceful music]
So, this is where it all happened?
Where what happened? Nothing happened!
Where I stood you up for prom.
Oh. Right.
Well, hopefully you think of something else
that happened here.
Even if it was four years too late.
It was worth the wait.
Lyle, that investigator is back!
Run for the hills, boy.
[knocking]
Are you expecting someone?
Uh... Just wait here a sec.
Good morning, Mr. VelJohnson. Parents back from vacation yet?
Vacation? What the hell are you
In Switzerland, as I recall.
Right. Switzerland.
Yes. My parents extended their stay.
They probably won't be back until next year.
At the earliest.
Nice property. Beautiful lake.
Yeah? Never really noticed it much.
I get seasick, so just looking at the lake makes me sick.
Well, let me know when your parents pop up.
Of course.
So your parents are on vacation?
You told me they were dead.
Was that a lie just so you could get close to me?
No. Not exactly.
What does that mean?
You wouldn't understand.
Oh.
So now you think I'm stupid?
Yes. I mean, no.
[both laughing]
Ok. Well what exactly happened to your parents then, Lyle?
It's complicated.
Violet, wait!
Bravo!
We certainly don't need to worry about her anymore.
[laughing]
[muffled screaming]
It's for the best, my boy.
She wasn't good enough for you.
-Wasn't good enough for me? -Hm.
My entire life,
you kept telling me how I wasn't good enough for anything.
I wasn't good enough for school.
I wasn't good enough for sports.
I wasn't a good enough son.
But now I finally meet someone who makes me happy
and she isn't good enough for me?
What's even the point anymore?
[ominous music]
What is he doing?
I should have done this a long time ago.
[both] No!
Lyle, please don't.
We're so sorry.
We don't want you to end up like us.
Dead?
Lifeless.
We only ever cared about our reputation,
even when it made us unhappy.
We never even thought about what you wanted.
All I ever wanted was for you to be proud of who I was.
Not who you wanted me to be.
We are proud of you, son.
You know, I always wanted to kill my old man.
But I never had the guts.
[laughing]
I wasn't a man of action. Not like you.
Now, go.
Talk to her.
You mean it?
Oh.
When you love someone, you don't let them go.
You hold onto them.
Forever.
Hey.
When I was a kid, I hated my parents.
I used to wish they were dead.
And when it finally happened,
I didn't feel the sense of relief, joy and sadness.
I just felt dead.
Cause it was never really them I hated, it was me.
I guess sometimes I say they're still alive to protect myself...
um, emotionally.
But what I should be protecting is this.
What I'm trying to say is, when I'm with you,
I don't feel dead.
The office of the Castlerock County registrar recorder
hereby grants the license of marriage
to Mr. and Mrs. Lyle and Violet VelJohnson.
I love the sound of that name.
Whoo.
Now, Gloria, we agreed to leave Lyle alone on his wedding night.
Oh, alright.
There better be grandchildren when come back.
Did you ever think about having a second child?
Oh! Not after Lyle.
The little bastard nearly gnawed my tits off.
[laughing]
Oh. That wine sure packs a punch.
It's a family vintage. Special just for this occasion.
[laughing] Hm.
Come on, let's party like we're in high school.
I never went to any parties in high school.
Well that's because you were a creepy fucking loser.
What?
Everybody hated you in high school.
You can understand why I stood you up.
I had a reputation to uphold.
I'm a Meyers.
I still have a reputation to uphold.
I don't feel too good.
You'll never understand how hard it was
when my dad lost everything.
How could you?
You never had to downgrade your lifestyle.
You kept your money.
You know, it got so bad for us that in the end,
my parents life insurance policy was the only money we had left.
They were worth more dead than they were alive.
[police radio chatter]
Oh! Archibald, they found us.
Well, if that's us, then who's that?
Oh.
Gotcha.
Faking Dad's disappearance was easy.
Everyone already expected him to take the cowards way out.
Mom was a little more difficult.
She always insisted on pouring her own drink.
Of course, the money from their insurance pay out
was bound to dry out and what was I gonna do?
Get a job?
What? No.
Being wealthy, there's no fun in working for it.
No hard feelings.
It's just business.
He should be dead by now.
Are you sure poison doesn't expire?
Nonsense. It ages, like a cognac.
Cognac doesn't age, you putz.
What are you two doing here?
I told you to leave me alone until the job was done.
In a minute the VelJohnson fortune is going to be ours.
[chuckling]
What's so funny?
I... killed... my... parents.
Aw, how sweet.
I guess we do have something in common.
The IRS doesn't know. Everything is in their name.
Oh, dear.
What does that mean, Daddy?
Well, sweetie, if he hasn't inherited anything that means...
You get nothing.
Lyle, run! Violet killed her...
Viviane.
Gloria?
Chester!
Archibald.
[both] Lyle!
Daddy, what's happening?
Your in-laws are here.
[hissing]
I think we should be going now.
Uh, what about the money?
I didn't marry this worm to leave empty-handed.
You... killed... my... baby!!!
[ghostly screaming]
[distant screaming]
[screaming]
We almost had her dead to rights.
Now she's just... dead.
Sir, I think the other suspect's coming around.
Mr. VelJohnson, can you speak? Can you tell us what happened?
Just a few more minutes, Mom.
Hey. What's with the cuffs?
It was Violet. She poisoned me.
Is that why you killed her?
She tried to double-cross you
after you helped her bump off her parents?
What? No.
I only killed my parents. They forgave me.
It's all good.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say will be used against you in a court of law.
[Violet] Lyle... Lyle can you hear me?
Violet, you came back!
Yes, I did.
And I'm gonna make the rest of your life a living hell,
you little worm!
[Gloria] I told you...
[Archibald] Look at the mess you got yourself into, boy.
He should be grateful that she let him go past first base.
How dare you insult my sweet little Violet?
[voices overlapping]
No! No!!!!!!
[voices overlapping]
[chilling music]
I now pronounce you man and wife.
You lucky dog, you.
Ok. [laughs] Alright. Thanks.
I present Mr. and Mrs. David Higgins.
[Wedding March plays] ♪
[applause]
You're a fool for marrying this grifter.
You should have stuck with your own kind.
[scoffs]
You better get used to me, sweetie.
You heard what the preacher said.
It's till death do us part, hm?
[laughs] Hey!
[bells tolling]
We sadly lay to rest, David Higgins.
Generous husband, loving father.
Successful entrepreneur with a tremendous passion for hunting.
I will not read Isaiah 57.
You know, he left you everything.
Sweet David. I don't care about the money.
That's lovely to hear because I'm his state administrator
and as long as I'm around, you won't see a penny.
Beyond caring for my granddaughter,
you no good gold-digging hussy.
[thunder crashing]
[sniffling]
What in the hell are you breaking up with me for?
I didn't say I was breaking up with you, Benny.
I said I'm dumping you.
Thanks, Carla.
[scoffs]
Do you mind? This is a private conversation.
Honey, I've heard it all before.
Meh. Go back to slinging hash.
She's doing you a favor, pal.
Can you believe this?
What in the hell are you dumping me for?
Mommy, I have to go potty.
Ruby, I told you like a hundred times to call me Marcia.
Never forget. I'm only your step-mother.
I'm really much more of a slightly older sister figure.
Yes, Marcia.
Yeah, see? There you go.
Hey! [snaps] Hey, Carla...
Can you show her to the powder room please?
Right this way, baby.
Ok, look.
I... I mean, what is with the sudden change of heart?
Hm, let's see.
Uh, maybe since the lumber tycoon I thought I was dating
turned out to be a broke Christmas tree farmer.
Sugar daddy my ass.
You could barely afford that sandwich, let alone me.
Ok. Alright.
So, I exaggerated my dating profile a little bit.
-[scoffs] -I still spoil you best I can.
[chuckles]
You and I clearly have two very different definitions
of spoiling, hm?
Look, I am stuck with this brat since my old man expired.
I need a partner who can provide for me
the lifestyle that I'm accustomed to.
You know what? I'll get a second job, baby.
[laughs]
And where would you find the time, "baby", huh?
When you're not wasting your life playing pine trees,
you're out all night doing god only knows what, Benny
So, no, no.
You want me? Stop chasing your tail.
Aim higher and...
[chuckles]
Get yourself a bigger bank account, hm?
You know, that greedy disposition
is gonna bite you in the ass one day, Marcia.
Right in the ass.
You're better off, Benny.
That one there's a real black widow.
Took my brother Earl for every penny he had
then just up and left him.
He died of a broken heart thanks to you!
Oh, don't give yourself a heart attack.
You don't want to join your brother before your time, hm?
Come on, let's go!
Hey, hey, Carla.
Bye, Benny.
Eyes forward.
Don't worry.
She'll get what she has coming to her.
[cell phone ringing]
Hello?
[Mrs. Brown] Mrs. Higgins?
Yeah. Yeah, who's this?
This is Mrs. Brown from Enliven credit.
I'm calling in regards to your revolving card payment.
According to our records you're three months behind...
[muffled strange sounds]
Ugh!
[fake crying]
[knocking]
Oh, Christ! What?!
There's no more cereal.
-Eat the left overs! -Ok, mommy...
Marcia.
[sighs]
[cell phone ringing]
[groans]
Listen!
Hello? This is Wilfred Byrn,
the caretaker for Ms. Belinda Higgins.
I'm looking for Marcia Higgins.
Yeah? This is she.
Ms. Higgins, I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Yeah, yeah, I bet you do.
Listen, will you kindly tell that old hag that...
Excuse me, miss, I'm sorry to report
that Madame's health has taken a turn.
Meaning?
I'm afraid it's cancer.
She's currently getting treatment,
but her long-term outlook is looking a bit grim.
Like she's not gonna get better?
Well, there's always the hope.
Sadly, the doctor tells us
that it's only a matter of months before...
She's dead?
[laughing]
[fake crying] I mean, that's so heartbreaking.
She's requested to spend time with her granddaughter
while she convalesces.
Would it be possible for you to bring young Ruby
up to Madame's Lake View Estate?
[laughs] Oh, yeah, hell yeah it would!
I mean... [clears throat] I mean, why yes, of course.
I am sure that the little dickens would just be thrilled
to spend time with her dear old granny, yeah.
Perfect. How soon can you be here?
Uh, we could leave as early as tomorrow afternoon?
Splendid. We'll expect to see you sometime in the evening.
Yeah, yeah, absolutely.
Hey, Wilfred, she does know
that I'm gonna be with darling Ruby, yeah?
The maid is preparing the guest house as we speak.
Maid? Ok. Yeah, great, perfect. Alright, I'll see you tomorrow.
Goodbye.
[laughs]
She's gonna inherit it all. We're gonna get it all!
[laughs] I'm gonna be rich!
[laughs] Oh, thank you god, thank you! Yes! Yes!
Oh! Kid! Kid!
Come here, pack your bags. To grandmother's house we go!
[laughs] Yes!
[laughing]
[whistling]
I got bread and jelly and I even made Granny some cookies.
-You know how to bake cookies? -Yeah.
Alright then.
[chuckles]
Alright, pick up your doll there.
Alright. Let's go. I gotta do everything.
♪
Why are we going to Granny's?
Uh, well, the truth is, Ruby, your granny isn't doing so well.
She's sick?
Yeah, you could say that.
Is she gonna die?
How would I know?
First Mommy died, then Daddy.
If Granny goes to heaven,
you'll be the only family I have.
Yeah. Yeah, don't remind me.
[Ruby sniffles]
Oh, don't get all weepy. You have Ethel, huh.
Can you be Ethel's slightly older sister?
Uh, if you promise to shut up. Yeah.
Forever.
Don't push it.
I know I'm not supposed to say, but... I wish you were my mommy.
Yeah.
[nervous laughter]
Well, I'm not. So, sorry kid.
I'm just not the motherly type, you know?
♪
[radio] It's a beautiful Friday night up here in Coyote Canyon.
A terrific break from all that heavy rain we've been having.
Tomorrow's highs will be in the 70s,
lows in the 50s.
Let's get back to the music.
Ruby, listen.
[growling]
-[tires squeal] -[screaming]
[crash]
[panicked breathing]
Did, did you see that?
No.
Ok. It's Coyote Canyon.
It's a coyote, that's all. It's a coyote. Ok.
[engine starts] [engine revs]
Ok.
I hate this day.
Alright.
Ok, come on. Oh, this is not happening!
Oh! Ok.
Marcia!
Sh! Hold on!
Marcia!
Yes, yes!
Marcia, behind you!
Um...
Marcia!
[growling]
-[screaming] -[growling]
Marcia!
Not tonight, pal!
[zapping]
Come here.
[frightened panting]
Oh, thank you. Thank you. Where did he go?
What is it?
I don't know. I don't know.
Shh. I can assure you that was no coyote.
Oh god. Okay.
[crying]
Don't cry, we're gonna be ok, alright?
Because you know why?
Cause you and I, we're tough broads, right?
Ok.
-[growling] -[crashing]
[screaming]
[growling]
-[screaming] -[growling]
[glass shatters]
Oh, my god!
[screaming]
Ruby!
[dramatic music]
Ruby?
[door closes]
Ruby!
[dramatic music]
Ruby!
Help! Help me!
Help me!
-Marcia! -Benny? Benny!
Oh, Benny, you have to help me! Radio the, radio the Sheriff!
What in the hell are you doing out here, girl?
We have to find Ruby! We gotta get outta here!
What are you talking about?
There was a thing, it ran out in front of the car!
And it tried to rip us to shreds!
Us? Who's us?
Ruby! He yanked her right out of the goddamn car!
Woah, where is she?
It took her! Call the police.
We, we ought to get out of here.
What did you do to her?
I didn't do anything to her! Look at my car!
I'm telling you, there is some "thing" out here!
Listen to me, numb-nuts, her grandmother's about to croak.
We were on our way up to Lakeview to see her
and this beast, it just, it ran in front of the car
and I got stuck and it attacked us and it took her.
And then, I don't even know what would have happened if...
Wait a minute.
You!
Ok, so not only am I not rich enough for you,
I'm now a monster? Just calm down.
Ok, look. Why don't you get in your car,
lock your door
and I'll radio the Sheriff and then I'll pull you out of this.
You better!
Hurry up.
I'm not a monster.
[Benny] Hey Marge, might need a hand out here.
[Marge] 10-4. We'll send a unit right up, Benny.
Hey, uh, thanks Marge. Just around the bend.
About a mile south of the farm.
[Marge] Copy. That full moon sure is wreaking havoc tonight.
Y'all stay safe.
Uh-huh. You too, gorgeous.
[radio static]
Hello?
Monster. I'll give you a monster.
[Marcia] I heard that!
[engine starts]
Alright, hold on now. Just need to back up the truck.
[exhales]
Benny!
Come on.
Ah, you moron!
[horn honks] Benny!
Benny?
[radio] Hey Benny, Earl is on the way and he's got the chains.
Benny, come on!
What are you waiting for?
[screaming]
[heavy breathing]
[growling]
[screaming]
[frantic breathing]
[whimpering]
Ruby?!
[growling]
[yelling] Ruby!
[growling]
I said not tonight!
[growling]
This is for screwing up our trip to grandmother's house
and this is for trying to kill my fucking kid!
Yeah!
Are you hurt?
Don't worry.
Mommy's here for you, ok?
Alright, come on.
Let's get in the car. Come on.
Carla? From the diner?
Your brother was a limp dick.
[ominous music]
[giggles]
[peaceful music]
[growling]
Why mommy, what big eyes you have.
Now, we can be together forever.
[screaming]
♪
[thunder crashes]
♪