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(wind whooshing)
(heavy breathing)
- (growling) - (gasps)
(crying)
- (growling) - (gasps)
- (louder growling) - (shrieks)
(grunts)
(screams)
Enid: Hang on.
(tape rewinds)
(woman whimpering on TV)
(screams)
(door opens)
(footsteps)
Not still going over it?
Well, if we're passing it as an 18, it needs more cuts.
The decapitation?
Nope. No, the decapitation is ridiculous.
It's the, er, it's the eye gouging...
it's too, it's too realistic.
Plus, I was trying to see who dragged her away.
Sanderson: Does it matter?
Well, would be nice if it has some clear retribution after all the...
I appreciate you analyzing this with such precision, Enid,
but perhaps someone got out of the cautious side
of bed this morning?
Well, I'm just doing my job.
Sanderson: You're missing the intellectual layer,
- my dear. - Oh, come on, we both saw how...
The heightened references take the edge off
the more realistic violence.
See it less as an eye gouging, more part of a grand tradition.
It's no worse than the Cyclops in Homer.
It's Gloucester in Lear.
It's... Un Chien Andalou.
I've salvaged the tug of war with the intestines.
I've kept in most of the screwdriver stuff.
And I've only trimmed the tiniest bit
off the end of the genitals.
But some things should be left to the imagination.
It's like Rat Brothel all over again.
No, I just want to get it right.
Plus, you lost the argument the moment you brought
Shakespeare into the room.
(sighs)
We can't afford to make mistakes.
I'm cutting it.
News presenter: As Britain is invaded by a wave of depraved
and corrupt horror videos,
prosecutions of distributors of the video nasties...
Reporter 1: What we're talking about are videos that depict
butchering, sadism, murder.
This is dangerous and hardcore stuff.
News presenter: And Britain's rising crime
with one conservative MP
stating that these violent films
are gnawing at society's moral fabric.
Reporter 2: Violence is an inherent part of human nature
and it's important that we find
a cathartic outlet for this
otherwise, it remains pent up, uncontrolled.
Reporter 3: I even heard from one social worker,
who at 5.30 in the morning visiting a family,
he wasn't allowed to start his visit
until the rape scene
from I Spit On Your Grave had been finished...
Reporter 4: Far too many violent images,
which are penetrating the minds
of impressionable young children.
Reporter 5: There's a real danger
of confusing fiction with reality.
News presenter: The raids up and down the country,
Trading Standards have seized over four thousand films
from video shops
as well as from private homes.
Mary: If this film stays
in your mind...
its presence is corrupting.
Reporter 6: These increasingly sadistic
and violent films are being watched
and rewatched over and over again.
Viewers are like drug addicts
wanting stronger and harder films every time.
Reporter 7: There's clear evidence
that these films are lowering standards in society.
And we should be afraid what else they might do to people...
News presenter 2: With more video recorders per person
than any other country in the world,
Britain is the leader of the video revolution.
- (creature growls) - (woman screams)
(dramatic music playing)
(muffled whimpering from TV)
(man sobs)
(screams)
Enid: This depiction is dangerous.
Come on, Enid. No one's gonna pick this up
and think it's a documentary. It's so fake.
To you it might be sausages for intestines,
- but what if it gets into the hands of children? - Exactly!
Kids could be rewinding and watching those scenes
over and over again.
Which is exactly what new government guidelines
are pointing at.
- Video technology is changing the rules... - More guidelines. Great.
Not as if we haven't got enough on our hands.
Sanderson: How can we do our job properly
if we're constantly bogged down by government bureaucracy?
If it's the nation's sanity they're worried about,
why don't they stop slashing
- social services? - Fraser: Okay, I get it.
But I'm afraid we're not here to debate the government.
Can we get back on track, please?
Consensus on Cannibal Carnage?
- Reject. - I agree.
A few cuts.
I'd pass it.
Enid.
(screams loudly)
So, we're both recommending reject?
Yes.
Can I be a massive pain and get you to type up my notes?
Of course. No problem, Anne.
Anne: It's my sister's birthday.
I should have been there half an hour ago.
Are you sure that's okay?
You should go.
Anne: Thanks, Enid.
See you tomorrow.
(distant screams)
(typewriter keys clicking)
(woman's laughter echoes)
Woman 1: I can't believe you did, though.
- You are nuts. - Woman 2: Oh my God!
- Woman 1: Love you so much. - Woman 2: Oh, I love you more.
(both giggling)
Excuse me!
Sorry, excuse me!
Er, sorry, I thought you were someone else.
(clamoring)
Margaret Thatcher: What we have seen in this country
is the emergence of an organized
revolutionary minority,
who are prepared to exploit industrial disputes
but whose real aim
is the breakdown of law and order
and the destruction of democratic
parliamentary government.
(crowd applauding on TV)
News presenter: The gas industry's main unions
have today announced
that they will delay their decision
regarding any industrial action to assist the miners...
(inhales)
(phone rings)
...were set to take place later this week,
which have now been postponed indefinitely.
(phone continues ringing)
Enid: (over answering machine) This is Enid Baines.
Please leave a message.
(beep)
June: (over speaker) Hi Enid. It's Mom.
Oh, I don't like talking to these things.
Well, if you're there, Dad and I booked the table
for 9 p.m.
It's at the restaurant that Dad mentioned.
Er, see you there, love. Bye.
(beep fading away)
(quiet indistinct chatter)
The food here is meant to be good.
Mm.
This is a death certificate.
Waitress: Ready to order?
Maybe we need another minute.
Have they found something?
No, Enid.
We just felt...
What's going on?
Your Dad and I have been thinking about this
for a long time.
It hasn't been an easy decision.
Enid, I know it's difficult,
but we need to find a way to let go.
Let go?
June: Try to find some sort of peace?
Your Dad and I aren't going to be around forever
and I don't want to grow old wishing
for a happy ending
that we all know might never come.
So, are you deciding that she's dead?
But this marks her death as that day.
I was there. I would know if she died.
You've never been clear on exactly what you remember.
I can try and remember, Mom. Is that what you want me to do?
- I can, you know... - Enid, we've done that.
That's the point.
We'll never know what happened.
Yeah, so she's still missing.
Enid, if we were going to...
we should have found her by now.
You know if someone did take her, then...
then they're still out there.
Enid.
Sorry.
We're not blaming you.
Mom and I are only trying to do what's best, love.
June: It's the right decision for all of us, Enid.
Please?
No, that's a copy for you to keep.
- (inhales anxiously) - George: Patrick recommended
the fish.
Viv said they had a lovely time here.
- Mm. - (chuckles)
So, how's work, Enid?
Seen anything you'd recommend?
It's not entertainment, Mom.
I do it to protect people.
June: Yes, of course. Well,
let's all just try to have a lovely meal.
Shall we?
(thunder rumbles)
(inhales)
(sighs)
(muffled noise)
- Woman: It's always the same with you. - Man: What?
Woman: You know, taking no responsibility.
Man: I never take responsibility?
What, you lose your fucking job
and I'm the one that doesn't take responsibility?
(quietly) I've had enough of this shit!
Man: Fucking kid to feed.
Woman: (quietly) Don't be bringing him into it.
Man: It's fucking typical.
(inhales deeply)
Late night?
One too many white wines.
Well, let's hope there's nothing too stomach churning coming up then.
What masterpiece are we dissecting?
Extreme Coda.
(Anne chuckles)
(tape starts playing)
(grunting)
(woman whimpers)
- (woman screams) - (man grunts)
(struggle continues)
- (man moans) - (rhythmic thumping)
(woman continues screaming)
Anne: I mean, what is it with these directors?
Male inadequacy revenge catharsis.
Didn't that get to you?
Some of those scenes were so excessive.
Just focus on getting it right.
Don't really think about anything else.
Plus, I haven't got a hangover.
(Anne chuckles)
Enid, Fraser wants to see us. Says it's urgent.
Fraser: Shut the door.
You two passed Deranged, right?
- Deranged? - Yes. The Moreno film.
We watched it a few months ago. Why?
There's a, a sequence in it where a man eats someone's face.
- Oh, yes. - Yes. 18 with extensive cuts.
What's happened, Fraser?
A man that was arrested in Brighouse yesterday.
He, er...
killed his wife, then he...
then he tore off and ate her face.
W-- went on to shoot his two children, dead.
It's horrific.
I got a call from some
journalist 15 minutes ago who was breaking the story.
He's linking the killings directly to Deranged.
Oh God! So, they're blaming us?
Well, there's the thing.
This journalist seemed to know that it was you two
who passed the film.
How the hell do they know that?
I can't believe you two let it get past you.
It's complete hysteria.
It's no worse than other material we've passed.
Fraser: The press are going to town
calling him the 'Amnesiac Killer'.
He's saying he can't remember what happened.
Government policy's already breathing down
our necks without this.
It's a complete disaster.
I mean, I can't believe you'd go off
like that without permission, either of you... (voice fades)
(chimes)
Man: (muffled) Why did you leave her in the forest?
Fraser: Enid, how?
Sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I need you to walk me through your decisions again.
So, I'm 100% clear.
And for the record, in future,
if you have even the slightest doubt...
just reject the film.
News reader: The man, who went berserk
claims he cannot recall the incident at all.
The accused has been dubbed by press
as 'The Amnesiac Killer'
after links being made today between the killing
and video nasty horror film, Deranged.
Neighbor: (over TV) I heard the most awful scream.
Made my blood go cold.
And now they're saying it's because of some film.
Looks like the world's gone mad.
This has always been a really safe neighborhood,
- like, for the kids and that. For everyone... - (phone rings)
News reader: A hotel in Painswick has been cleared
of staff and guests
after police found what could be a bomb
hidden in one of the hotel's rooms.
- Mom? - Caller: Despicable woman.
Letting people see that disgusting film,
you should be ashamed of yourself.
(phone rings)
(muffled sobbing)
George: Enid!
Where is she?
Enid!
June: (crying) No! No!
Man: Oi, watch it, mate!
- Journalist 1: Miss Baines! - Journalist 2: Enid,
why did you allow Deranged to be released?
Journalist 3: Do you feel you have blood on your hands?
Journalist 2: Is the Amnesiac Killer telling the truth?
Journalist 4: Why aren't you banning these films?
(keys clicking)
- (knock on door) - Fraser: Come in.
Doug: Fraser, you sly old bastard.
Fraser: Doug, hi. Come in.
(paper rustles)
(indistinct chatter)
Sanderson: (muffled) I mean, my kids are reading this.
How the fuck do they know who passed it?
- You think she blabbed to the press? - Gordon: Oh, yeah.
Sanderson: It's not even like we're paid that much.
I could go to academia like that. (snaps fingers)
Seriously. And that, that scene is laughable!
Even Little-Miss-Perfect thought it was funny.
(Gordon laughs)
Enid.
Bad luck, isn't it?
I mean, it could have happened to any of us.
If I'm here to make decisions it can't be 'bad luck'.
Gordon: No. But, well,
you know what I mean.
We all make mistakes.
Young Enid: Nina, spin.
One, two, three.
(Doug laughs)
That's a single malt now, Fraser.
- Don't be using that to drown your sorrows. - Er, yeah.
(laughs)
And who's this you've got squirreled away?
Er, this is Enid Baines. She's one of our censors.
So, this is Enid.
- Have we met? - No.
Doug Smart. Producer, Ident Investment Films.
Fraser, you didn't tell me you had such a photogenic team.
Now tell me this Enid, if you get bored
of banning my films,
I'm sure I could get you a job on the big screen.
I'm not sure how much I like the idea of being raped
and cut into pieces on camera.
(chuckles)
No, but I'm sure the public would love it.
Fraser: Okay, Doug, come on.
Maybe Enid could, er,
watch my latest Frederick North submission?
It's from the archives. It's harmless, I promise.
I, er... I'm sure you could slip me a 15.
Fraser: It's, er, already on her schedule.
And I'm sure she'll deal with it
with her usual professionalism.
Right, come on, Doug. Let me see you out.
Enchante, mademoiselle.
What a wee cracker she is. Absolutely gorgeous.
(typewriters clicking)
There were so many shits and fucks,
it was impossible to cut them all,
so we just had to give it a 15.
Anyway...
- Thank you, Alf. - Alf: All right.
What have we got now then? (sighs)
Don't Go In The Church.
There won't be many places left for us to go soon.
(laughs)
Frederick North film.
Haven't seen one of his in a while.
Used to be quite prolific.
Don't think I know his work.
Oh, he's a laugh a minute.
Oh, silent titles.
Unusual.
Girl 1: This way.
Girl 2: Please stop.
I don't like it. Can we go back?
Girl 1: No, it'll be fun.
Let's play a game.
(inaudible whispering)
Come on.
Summon my shadow.
Spin.
(clears throat)
Girl 1: Do it!
One...
Two...
Three...
Go on.
In there.
Go!
(breathes anxiously)
(chimes)
(inhales)
(wood creaks)
(screams)
(loud thud of chopping)
(squelching)
(chopping continues)
- (grunts) - (squelching)
(chopping continues)
(gasps)
(inhales sharply)
(growls)
(breathes heavily)
(coughs)
(breathes heavily)
Perkins: You okay?
It was quite full on.
It shook me up.
Just feeling a bit under the weather.
You know you can always talk to me, don't you?
If you want to.
Stressful times.
Like when my mom passed away,
if I hadn't had someone to talk to
I think I might of just...
I don't know,
- lost it... - Why do you think he can't remember?
Er, who?
The Amnesiac Killer.
Oh, I... I don't know.
I mean, why wouldn't he remember?
God, it's hard to...
Could be basic trauma.
Brain sort of shuts it out.
Could have had a bang on the head even. Or...
It makes me think of my psychotherapy days
we'd talk about how people construct
stories to cope.
You'd be surprised what the human brain
can edit out when it can't handle the truth.
Look.
You're good at your job, Enid.
Don't let what's going on out there get to you.
I don't know if you want to but maybe we could get out
of here sometime?
Go for a drink.
I'm so sorry about your mom, Perkins.
Thank you for this.
(footsteps echo)
(distant sobbing)
Hello?
(whimper)
Hello?
(footsteps)
June: (over phone) Hello?
Enid: Hi, Mom.
June: Oh, Enid. Are you okay?
I've been trying to get hold of you.
Sorry. Work's been...
really busy.
June: Oh, okay.
Well, I hope you're all right, love.
Are you still there, love?
Yes.
It's, um...
I examined this film today.
June: Oh. What was it about?
Nothing.
It doesn't matter.
June: You... you mustn't let work get you down, Enid.
I saw the news.
- It's only 'cause your Dad... - Dad doesn't know
what he's talking about.
- June: All right, love. - I'm sorry.
Just tired.
June: Well, don't overdo it, will you?
You can't be responsible for everyone, Enid.
It's just a job.
Yeah. I suppose so.
(TV playing in the distance)
- (beep) - (static)
(static continues)
(heavy breathing)
(ominous music playing)
(static continues)
(chimes)
Nina?
(wind whistles)
Nina?
(growling)
(tense music playing)
(moaning and crying)
Mom?
It's all your fault!
(upbeat cartoon music over TV)
(creaking)
(meows)
(sighs)
(muffled whimpers)
Valerie.
Hang on.
(typing)
What is it?
Um, Perkins and I examined
Don't Go In The Church yesterday.
Well, the file's a bit thin on information.
I was wondering if you had anything else
on the director.
It's Frederick North.
Do you have a list of his films?
No.
Well, without a list, it'll take at least a week.
Leaving on time, Enid? It's not like you.
(ominous music playing)
Boy: Beastman's coming to get you!
(laughs)
(shop bell rings)
Gerald: Oh, hi.
Er, enjoy it?
Customer: Yeah, proper gory.
Gerald: It's good, isn't it? See you next time.
Customer: Cheers, Gerald.
(shop bell rings)
- Gerald: Hey. - I thought that one was banned.
Um, I don't know what you mean.
Maybe you can help me? I was looking for
some of the more unusual
Frederick North films?
I've seen, um...
Don't Go In The Church.
Oh.
Perhaps maybe you might have something else of his
under the counter.
Um... I've not seen you in here before.
Just moved to the area.
Someone like you doesn't want to watch films like that.
Like what?
My favorite is, er, Stationery Massacre.
The repeated stabbing of the man's eye with a compass
then his stomach being ripped open
- with serrated scissors. - (exhales)
His guts falling out, his, his stomach
being stapled back together.
(exhales)
Masterpiece.
All right, come on. I've seen, I've seen
that you've got Cannibal Carnage.
And I know that that's been banned.
Bloody hell.
Okay.
So many places getting, you know, shut down.
Police raids and...
My mate up town had his lot confiscated.
(distant sirens)
Gerald: Honestly, it's not worth the bloody stress.
Gonna get rid of it all soon myself anyway. So...
That's all I've got of North's.
It's a bit of a ropey copy.
Might be a bit fuzzy in all the good bits.
And, er, well, someone's taped over the end
with another film.
(cassette player clicks)
Alice: This place gives me a bad feeling.
It's like something from one of my nightmares.
Let's go back.
Tom: No, we've come too far to turn back.
Woman: Strange.
- Tom: What is it? - Alice: A book.
There's a symbol.
It's like some sort of portal.
Wait, let me see.
It's Latin.
I can work it out.
"Si introibunt
hoc sepulcrum, dare
tibi ad infernum...”
Tom. Stop!
It could be dangerous.
"Qui este cunum quam reverterto.”
"Quis hog momento insemperternum.”
“"Imutata sinsintuar.”
He's calling for me.
(tape whirrs)
Tom: "Sinsintuar.”
Alice: He's calling for me.
The evil is contagious.
(tape whirrs)
Alice: He's calling for me.
The evil is contagious.
(ominous music playing)
(tape whirrs)
(Alice screaming)
(TV clicks off)
(breathes deeply)
June: We definitely had some Jaffa cakes.
Sorry, I should have phoned.
(tuts) Oh, where do things end up?
I should have got more bits in.
Do you remember Carol and Alan, Enid?
Hm.
Alan, with the squinty eye.
They broke up.
Such a shame.
Carol's moving near the seaside now.
I suppose she's better off out of it
but I'm going to miss her.
You can visit, love.
I wanted to talk to you about something.
- Found a nice fella? - No.
It's to do with Nina.
I know what we talked about and I understand,
but think I...
I think I might have worked out where she is.
George: Oh, please, Enid. Not this again.
Enid: I know, Dad, but this is different.
There's this actress.
Her name is Alice Lee.
I know it sounds mad, but I've got this...
(exhales) I've got this really strong feeling
that I think it's her.
I need you to look at this. Just focus on her face.
Just look at her eyes.
George: We've been here before, Enid. Every time it's not her.
Dad, please! You're not even looking at her.
Please! Just look.
She looks just like the police mock-up, Dad.
June: Enid, stop!
- Dad. - June: Enid.
George: This is exactly why we did what we did.
We tried to do our best for you,
but you go off doing whatever you want.
Just like the day you went off with her!
George!
(static noise)
(ominous music playing)
(breathes deeply)
(haunting music playing)
(breathes heavily)
(growling)
(pants)
No, Nina!
(echoing) No!
(ominous music plays)
(ominous music continues)
(door creaks and opens)
(tense music building)
(doorbell rings)
Doug.
I was in the area.
We met at the censor's office.
Of course. Enid.
Um...
Sorry, I've been having a bit of bother.
Um, some people don't seem to like my films.
Do come in.
Through here.
(rain pattering)
Do you live alone?
Yes. I live alone.
This room seems familiar.
Doug: Must be a sign.
(pouring drink)
It's the rape scene from Extreme Coda.
(glasses clinking)
Doug: Someone's got a keen eye.
I got this for Coda in LA.
Go to the States quite a bit actually.
We look similar, don't we?
Who?
Me and Alice Lee.
You do actually.
I knew you reminded me of someone.
Why don't we get this wet coat off?
What's Frederick like?
What can I say?
He's a provocateur and a genius.
He's widely misunderstood.
You enjoyed Don't Go In The Church then, huh?
Frederick pressed for you to view it.
Wanted a woman's eye on his film.
You not enjoying your scotch?
You might be interested to hear that he's shooting
a juicy sequel to Church at the moment,
with the monstrous "Beastman'.
Sequels are all the rage these days.
Where are they filming it?
Near Frederick's.
In the forest where we shot the original.
And Alice Lee's in it?
It'll be her last film.
She's come to the end of her shelf life, that one.
W--what does that mean?
(groans) Let's not talk about some silly actress.
Far more interested in talking about you, Enid.
What's going to happen to Alice?
Well, that's top secret.
Frederick abducted her, didn't he?
I can abduct you if you want.
- Stop! Get off me. - What?
- Came round my house. - Let go of me.
- You fucking prick tease. - Just let go of me, please!
- Stop. - Get...
Stop! Please stop!
- (grunting) - Enid: Just let go of me!
(Doug gurgles)
(shivers)
(gasps and gurgles)
- (inhales deeply) - (shoulder cracks)
Thank you for the whiskey.
I'll see myself out.
(breathes deeply)
(phone rings)
Caller: You fucking sick bitch.
I hope you get what's coming to you.
You deserve to get sliced up, you fucking prick tease.
People like you shouldn't be
given any bloody responsibility.
The evil is contagious
and it's all your fault, you horrible woman.
You came round my fucking house.
He's shooting a juicy sequel to Church at the moment.
You're rotten inside.
Nothing you ever do will be any good.
You touch things, and they go to shit.
(voice becomes indistinct)
(distant screams)
(whispers echo)
Help me, please.
Please, please.
(voices and whispering stop)
(film playing over TV)
Enid?
Anne: You all right?
- (growls) - (screams)
We are in a viewing here.
Alice Lee: Help me, help me. Save me, please!
Sanderson: Er, Enid?
Sorry.
Someone's losing the plot.
(scream echoes)
Hello? Can I help you?
Excuse me, Enid!
What do you think you're doing?
Everything is under control, Valerie.
All right?
No! No, no, no! You're not authorized!
Anne: "The Amnesiac Killer stated in court
that he had never seen the film Deranged,
which is supposed to have influenced
- the attack on..."” - What?
So, he didn't even watch it?
That's what it says here.
(clamoring)
Get back!
(clamoring continues)
- (clamor grows distant) - (static)
(inaudible)
(ominous music playing)
(distant screams)
(screams)
Is this the film shoot with Alice Lee?
You're late.
Sorry?
I'm Debbie. I'll be doing your make-up.
You don't look anything like your picture.
At least you're here. Half the cast haven't turned up.
Production's all over the place.
Come on.
Let's get you ready.
Debbie: Top off.
Head through.
Sit.
Down on the chair.
(knocks on door)
Frank: Debbie!
Is that the sister?
Yeah.
Frank: Frederick wants her down in the forest.
He's getting impatient.
Oh, also still no sign of the producer.
It's so weird.
Mm?
Doug never misses a gory murder scene.
(ominous music playing)
What have they got planned for Alice Lee?
What do you mean?
Look at me.
(camera clicks)
(haunting music playing)
(animal cry)
Frederick: I've been waiting for you.
Fred... Frederick North?
Frederick: Step into the light, so I can see you.
Hurry up.
Where's Alice Lee?
Frederick: Big fan, are you?
Well, someone told me this was her last picture.
You're guarded.
That comes from a place of fear, doesn't it?
I want you to tell me about Don't Go In The Church.
That...
That bit with the girls where did the...
where did the idea come from?
Frederick: Had an effect on you, did it?
(sniffs)
That scene...
was inspired
by a true story.
(reel whirring)
Frederick: All of my ideas...
are drawn from real life.
Well, that's not what happened.
Frederick: People think that I create...
the horror,
but I don't.
Horror is already out there...
in all of us.
It's in you.
No, it's not.
Frederick: Of course, it is.
(chuckles) Don't be so naive.
If you're gonna do this,
I will need you to access
your darkest impulses.
I don't have any.
Frederick: No, they're in there. Somewhere.
- No, they're not. - Oh, come on!
Fucking commit!
Improvise.
Take control of your story.
No.
Okay, piss off then!
No, please, no! Wait, wait! Please, please. Wait.
I just want my sister.
I just want to see her! I just really want to see
my little sister. I want her back, please!
Please!
Frederick: All right.
All right, we'll go with that.
Let's play.
There's something rotten inside you.
You try to control it,
but you only make things worse.
Don't fight it anymore.
- Stop. - Just let it out!
Stop, it's you.
You're trying to make me out to be the bad person
and it's you. Stop!
There. That's it.
And we'll take that energy
into the scene.
Come...
enter your story.
- (reel whirring) - (heavy breathing)
(loud whirring)
(ominous music playing)
(gasps)
(chimes)
Beastman: My love.
I have been waiting for you.
For such a long time.
You have always been in my heart.
(tense music playing)
(chain rattles)
Enid: No.
(screams)
(screams and cries)
Beastman: There's something rotten inside you.
Twisted up.
It secretes bad things.
Stop fighting it. Let it out!
You know you are evil.
No, this is not in the script! No, no, no!
(screams)
(Alice screams)
Charles!
- (choking) - (Alice whimpering)
(exhales)
(cracking)
I am the horror!
(screams)
- Frederick: Cut! - (Alice screams)
Frederick: What the fuck is going on?
Alice: Charles!
- Charles? - Alice: (crying) No!
What are you doing?
(crew member coughs)
(screams)
- Alice: Frederick! - No.
(coughs)
What? W--Why w...
You did this! This is all your fault!
(screams)
Nina! Come back!
- Nina! - (cries out)
Nina!
No, please, please, please! Get away from me, please!
It's all right. It's all right. It's me!
It's me, Enid. All right? I'm your sister.
(crying) You... You killed Charles.
No. No, he was gonna hurt you.
Alice Lee: (sobbing) He was my friend!
No, everything that I have done is to protect you.
All right? To make things right.
- (sobbing) You're insane. - No! Please.
(screams) Please!
- Please don't hurt me! - No, it's all right, it's all right!
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Never hurt you.
"Cause you're my sister.
W--what?
That wasn't real!
Well, it has to be. Please, because.
'Cause you have her eyes.
I already have a sister and it's not you!
No.
No, please, no. You...
No, you have to be her, please!
No, please, be her. Please!
Please, be her. Please!
Please, you have to be her! Please.
(crying) Please, you have to be her! Please.
You have to be her, please. (whimpers)
You have to be her, please.
(sobbing)
Please, you have to be her, please.
(sobbing)
Please, you have to be her.
(crying) Please.
Please, you have to be her.
Please.
Please. Please, be her.
Please, be her. Please, please.
Please, be her. Please, be her.
(video static)
(heavenly music playing)
(gasps softly)
Nina!
You came back to save me.
Yes.
I did.
Come on, let's go home.
(laughing)
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The employment rate is at a record high.
The criminals are all locked up.
(Enid laughs)
There's nothing to be afraid of.
(heavenly music continues)
(inaudible dialogue) Mom and Dad.
(laughs)
(mouths) Found her.
- Save me! - (music distorts)
Alice: Help me!
(screams)
(laughs)
-(video static) -(player clicks)
(operatic music plays, man vocalizing)