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(upbeat music)
(unnerving music)
(eerie whispering)
- [Demon] In the name of Satan, ruler of the Earth,
king of the world, I demand thee to bestow
your infernal powers upon us.
Open wide the gates of hell
and greet us as your brother's ancestors.
Hear thy name, Blood Beast.
We command protection from outsiders
in exchange for a sacrifice
on the night of the harvest moon.
So, it is done.
(upbeat guitar music)
(eerie toy box music)
- Awesome. Thanks for the ride!
(eerie music)
(zipper unzips)
(camera shutter clicks)
(eerie music)
Is anybody out there?
(eerie music)
(Beast growls)
(body thuds)
(woman screams)
(unnerving music)
- Can I get you another coffee, Frank?
- Yeah, you better, it's gonna be a long day.
- Everything okay?
- I wish these news assholes
would stay out of our business.
We don't even have the area locked off yet.
They're gonna mess up another investigation.
- I'll be back with your coffee.
- Thanks, Johnson.
What would I do without you?
(melancholic music)
Hey, what's going on here?
- Oh, you're finally back!
This is Gabe Smith.
He's a bounty- - I know exactly who he is.
- Pleasure to meet you too, Deputy.
- That's Sheriff to you.
You know what?
I don't like your type poking around these parts.
- Frank, they found a photo.
- What photo?
- That hitchhiker, it's all over Facebook.
She took a photo of what possibly attacked her.
- Oh, I'm sorry, Johnson.
I was too busy doing my job
than to be on Facebook all day.
What is this?
Halloween isn't till next month.
- You done?
It's no joke, Sheriff.
The Beast is back.
- You know what I need from you?
I need for you to exit that door,
and don't come back here again.
- Yeah.
- But Frank, he's-
- Not another word!
I'm running the show here!
- Yeah, it doesn't seem like it.
- There's no beast out there killing people, all right?
It was an accident, case closed.
(melancholic acoustic music)
(Beast growls) (eerie music)
(Beast growls)
(man yells) (Beast snarls)
- I got the family services paperwork filed.
Anything else?
- You know what?
No, that should be it for the day.
Thank you, Johnson.
I'll see you in the morning, okay?
Thanks again.
(melancholic music)
- So this is really where it happened?
- Yeah.
They found her body just a few yards from here.
- That's so freaky.
(man chuckles)
- So, what exactly happened?
- Well, according to the papers,
this woman was just out here taking pictures,
and she was attacked by something.
- What do you mean something?
- The "Bad Beast".
(Beast breathes heavily)
- Well...
I know you just moved here
so you probably don't know this yet,
but our town is protected, they say,
by a demon or a beast.
Every 10 years or so,
during the cycle of the harvest moon,
they say that it roams the countryside
looking for sacrifices.
And then the town is safe
while it goes off and hibernates or some shit,
I don't know.
(man laughs)
- Get real.
- Seriously.
The cops are in on it and everything.
(woman laughs)
- That's bullshit.
- Yeah. It's pretty hard to believe.
But the picture that woman took,
it's all over the news,
and experts still don't know what it's supposed to be.
So...
(Beast growls)
- [Man] Okay, real funny guys.
I'm not falling for this shit.
- We didn't do that.
There's something out there.
- Yeah, what the fuck was that?
- Real funny, guys.
I'm not falling for this shit.
(man laughs) - We didn't do that.
- What the fuck was that?
- I think there's something seriously out there.
- What is that?
(zipper unzips)
(eerie music)
(Beast growls) (woman screams)
(man yells)
(Beast snarls)
(man yells)
(coyote howls)
(Beast snarls)
(eerie music)
- See, I told you we should've stopped back there for gas.
- I'm sorry, I thought we could make it back to Shreveport.
- So, what do we do now?
- [Becky] Go find help?
- You cannot be serious.
- It's less than two miles from town.
We could be there in 20 minutes.
- You know, this is where they found that dead hitchhiker.
What if that maniac is still out here?
- Oh, please.
You watch too many horror movies.
I'm sure he's gone by now.
Besides, I need to pee.
- We should really wait for somebody to drive by.
I mean, maybe they'll have service.
- I'm not gonna be able to hold it that long.
- You know, I really don't think it's a good idea
to be wandering around out there in the dark.
- Fine, we'll wait.
But I'm not holding this any longer.
I'll be right back.
- Don't leave me alone in here!
- I'm about to burst.
I will literally be 30 seconds.
Okay, hurry up!
Becky!
Are you okay?
(eerie music)
- Boo. (woman screams)
- Rebecca, this is not fucking funny.
What the fuck!
Fuck.
(engine sputters) (ominous music)
(Beast snarls)
(Beast growls)
(tense synth music)
- God, not again.
Johnson, you there?
Over.
- I'm here, Frank.
What's up?
- Hey, I'm back at Seneca Park.
Following up on the hitchhiker.
I think our killer's back.
- What do you mean?
- Three more bodies.
- I'll get the paramedics there right away.
And Frank...
- Yeah, go ahead.
- A man named Justin Wilson came in earlier,
said his roommate Louis
went for a jog in the park last night,
and never came home.
- Wonderful.
Listen, the reporters call you,
don't give them any info.
We don't want to turn this into something it's not.
- Got it.
- And Johnson...
- Yes, Frank?
- I just wanna say, I'm sorry for snapping at you yesterday.
- I forgive you.
I'll get the medics there right now.
- Thank you, Johnson.
Over and out.
Please.
Don't let there be anymore.
(melancholic music)
(Gabe sighs)
(ominous music)
(Beast breathes heavily)
(man yelps)
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
(tense music)
- Fuck.
This motherfucker's gonna pay.
Fuck.
- The asteroid is on a collision course with the moon.
After the impact, astronomers will no doubt
have to add a new crater to their maps
of our already pockmarked moon.
In any event, we will interrupt our regular programs
to keep you informed
the now certain collision in outer space,
and to bring you any further bulletins
from leading observatories or from NASA.
(dramatic music)
- Where are you going, young man?
Dinner's almost ready.
- Just getting some fresh air, Mom.
- Okay.
Don't be long.
Little perv.
Just like his father.
- What's that?
(man laughs)
- That is a lizard.
- Sorry, things like that scare me.
- You get used to lizards here.
They're quite common.
That's why tribes in this area
have so many legends about lizards.
- [Man] Like what, for instance?
- Oh, such as the story of lizard and coyote, for instance.
In the days before there were men on Earth.
- Sounds like it's going to be
the Navajo version of Genesis.
(man chuckling)
- Ignore him, Professor.
I'd like to hear this story.
- [Professor] It'll have no effect on your grades.
(woman chuckles)
- I don't expect it to.
I'd just like to hear it.
- Well, one day, before man walked on Earth,
lizard and coyote were having an argument
about what shape man would take.
Lizard won the argument.
They finally agreed that man's hands
would be shaped like lizards.
Four fingers and a thumb.
- [Man] Hey, that's right.
- [Woman] Is that the end of the story?
- Not quite.
Coyote drove a hard bargain.
He agreed that man's hands would be shaped like lizards
rather than his paws,
but only, only...
If man would be mortal,
and never again try to be like lizard.
- Right on schedule.
- Paul, what's wrong?
What is it?
Paul, are you all right?
What happened?
- A meteorite.
A lunar meteorite.
- A meteorite?
- We heard about it earlier on TV.
- Yes, but here?
- Well, we're right in the area where they're due to fall.
I guess we can consider ourselves lucky.
Well, what's the matter?
- You've got a scratch or something on your forehead.
- I don't feel anything.
- Oh, no, don't touch it.
Let me do that.
- I must have bumped it when we hit the dirt.
(mysterious music)
(Paul breathes heavily)
- I told you what was gonna happen
when you came home again
from that bowling alley drunk.
I'm going to bed,
and you can just sleep it off out there.
Go to hell.
- Who's there?
(Beast growls)
(man screams) (dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(woman screams)
(tense music)
(Paul breathes heavily)
- [Man] I'll open it.
Okay then.
I'll open it, I'll open it.
Wait just a minute.
I'll open it for two.
- [Man] All right, I'll see you.
I'm in for two.
- [Man] You're in for two?
How about you, Earl?
- [Earl] I'm gonna stay for two.
- [Man] Okay, how many cards?
How many cards?
- [Earl] I'll take a pair.
- [Man] A pair will never win in this game.
A pair will never win in this game, friend.
(man laughs)
He thinks he does. (man laughs)
Okay, okay.
Two for you, and two winning cards
for the big winner of the night.
Okay?
(tent rips)
(Beast snarls)
(man yelling)
(tense synth music)
(man groans)
(unnerving music)
(Beast cackles)
(mysterious music)
(Beast squeals)
(gun fires)
- Clifford.
Clifford, where are you?
Dinner's ready.
Clifford.
Clifford?
Dinner's ready.
Where are you?
Cliff!
Clifford, dinner's ready.
(woman gasps)
(woman screams)
- We'll find him, we'll find him.
I promise you that.
Listen, I'm getting the men together.
We'll find and kill this bastard.
(woman sobs)
(somber music)
- Look, 10 minutes in the wood is all I need,
and I'll have every fruitcake medium
calling in to channel the spirits of the victims.
I know, but this is the exclusive I need for my career.
It's now or never, Barry.
I don't care what you think!
I'm going in there,
and I'll call you when I get back.
Goodbye, Barry.
Goodbye.
(calming music)
(unnerving music)
(Beast snarls)
(melancholic music)
- This is where he feeds.
What's going on here?
- Drop your weapon.
- What's going on here?
- I said drop your weapon, now!
Hey, Blood Beast!
Come on, boy!
Get it while it's hot.
Come on, pussy.
(whistles) Come on.
- What the hell?
- Don't play stupid with me, Gabe.
You lived here just as long as I have.
You know how it works.
Every 10 years he comes out
around the blood moon to feed.
As long as he's happy,
he keeps our little town safe.
And you know what?
I don't need you screwing this up.
- You're insane.
- You know what?
You just might be right.
When it comes down to it, it's either you or me.
And it ain't gonna be me!
(men grunting)
- I guess you were wrong, Frank.
(Gabe spits)
(ominous music) (Beast grumbles)
(intense music)
(upbeat guitar music)
(upbeat funky music)
(record scratches)