(engine rumbling)
- This is what I need today.
A flat!
Oh, this is great.
Joe.
It's what you get when you lend somebody a car.
- Hello sweetheart, having car trouble?
- Uh, yes, I have a flat.
- Uh, you need a man to help you change a tire?
- That would be wonderful, but I don't have spare.
- Well hop on, I'll give you a ride to the gas station.
- Well, I'm a little afraid of this bike.
- It'll be just like being in your mother's arms.
- Well, I guess I have no choice.
- Just go slow.
(upbeat music)
(engine revving)
Would you stop this goddamn thing already please!
Please.
- Where you going sweetheart?
- Look, you said you were going to take me
to a gas station, right?
You didn't take me to a gas station.
You took me for a nice little ride, which I hated.
Now I can make my own way back.
Thank you very much.
- But sweetheart, you didn't pay me for the ride yet.
- Look, I'm not gonna pay you for anything,
YQU got that?
You asked me to go on this thing.
I didn't ask you.
And I hated it, goodbye.
- Sweetheart, I don't want money, lwant you.
- Oh yeah, yeah? - Like hell!
(thudding) (groaning)
(suspenseful music)
- [Driver] May I help you?
- Thank you for stopping.
That son of a bitch.
I hope I killed him.
Do you think you could take me into town?
I would really appreciate it.
- [Driver] Of course.
(foreboding music)
(chilling music)
- You have a commitment from the governor.
- Oh, Jean be sure to get a confirmation of that
at least two weeks in advance.
He's not the most reliable person we know, right?
(laughing)
- If that's it, Mayor, I'd like to get back to the station.
You know I'm working on that Mary Lawrence case.
- Oh yes, a shame.
Any progress, Chief?
- Not a damn thing.
- Well the meeting is adjourned.
Thank you all, goodnight.
- [All] Good night.
- Good night, good night.
Oh, oh Jean.
Thank you for staying late.
I hope I haven't spoiled your plans for the evening.
- No, not tonight.
I think I'm just gonna crawl into bed early
and maybe read a little.
- Oh, I wish I could do the same.
I'm gonna be here another two hours at least.
Oh, do you mind typing up the minutes for me
before you go?
- Can do.
- Ah, thank you again Jean.
- Thank you.
(clock chimes)
(heavy breathing)
(foreboding music) (heavy breathing)
(shower running)
(heavy breathing)
(crickets chirping)
(changing music stations)
(gentle music)
(suspenseful music)
(muffled screaming)
- Okay gentlemen, you can take her out.
- Uncle Chickie, did you catch the jugs on that one?
- You are one sick bastard.
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
Yeah, uh hi Doc.
No, no, no, no.
No, hm-mn, it's okay.
Yeah.
Ah, so it was a stroke?
Huh, yeah.
I agree, it is a shame, yeah.
Oh, by the way, Doc,
I got a release from the family.
So we can sent the body over to Holland Mortuary
in the morning, okay?
Ybah,flghL
Yeah, thanks for taking care of it.
Yeah.
Bye now.
- Hi Mr. Holland, got a delivery for you.
Sign this, please.
Nice day today, isn't it?
You wanna hurry up in there, please?
We got people dyin' to see us.
(chuckles)
- Chillies.
- Morons.
- [Driver] He ought to be talking to you.
I know he didn't mean me.
- I'm sure you know now, I never meant to hurt you.
You're always one of my favorites.
I just want you to look so beautiful
for the mayor and everybody.
After all, a promise is a promise.
Isn't that right, Mary?
What's a bride without a bridesmaid?
I'll be right back.
- Not Hazel, I wasn't good enough.
(anxious music)
Nicolas!
Oh, my feet are killin' me.
- Hazel, were you out there a minute ago?
- He's so ungrateful.
I mean he runs right by me, just like I was nothin'.
He knocks me down.
- Who are you talking about?
- Nicky, of course.
He ran outta here just before I came in.
Well, I know her.
She's the mayor's secretary.
They say it was a stroke.
It's all that damn smoking.
I'm tellin' ya.
- Look, Hazel I have a lot of work to do.
- It's a shame, shame.
- I have a lot of work to do Hazel.
- [Hazel] All right, I'm goin', I'm goin'.
- And some of these tribes use this as a rite of passage
into the next world.
- [David] Um, excuse me, Miss Hayes.
- [Pam] Yes, David.
- Yes, did they really, you know?
(laughing)
- You mean did they ejaculate?
Yes.
They believed that by ejaculating into the corpse,
the man could take his seed into the next world,
in case he dies in battle with rival tribes,
and never had the opportunity to father children.
- That's sick.
- Miss Hayes?
- Kris?
- What if no one volunteers for this great honor?
What if nobody dies?
- Well, in that case they'd have to have a sacrifice.
- But that's murder, right?
I mean, come on, they kill somebody.
- Yes, murder to us, but to them it was a religious ritual,
and integral part of their culture.
- Does it still go on?
- Yes, in some of the occults groups we read about today.
- But you mean in Africa and Haiti,
voodoo and stuff like that.
- It's a surprising fact that according to statistics,
more cases of necrophilia were reported
in the United States than anywhere else in the world.
Well, that's all the time we have today class.
- Wait for me outside.
(class chattering)
- Miss Hayes?
- Nicolas.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.
- It's all right, what can I do for you?
- Could we talk just a little bit more about today's subject?
- Oh, gee, I'm really sorry.
I'm in a bit of a rush.
- Please.
Just a couple of minutes.
I really need to talk to someone.
It's kinda personal.
- Personal?
- It's about this.
- Necrophilia?
- Yeah, I think so.
- You think so?
Nick, what are you talking about?
- Could you meet me tonight?
- Nick I'm really flattered,
and I must admit that was a novel approach,
but uh, I'm sorry.
- Miss Hayes, I'm serious.
I think I have something interesting to show you.
- Nick, again, I'm sorry, but I can't tonight.
- All right, if you change your mind let me know.
- Where'd you wanna take me?
- My Uncle's funeral home.
(laughing)
- You know, that's not the best offer
I've had in a long time.
If I change my mind I'll let you know.
_ okay-
Good bye.
(laughing)
(grunting)
- I thought you said you were
only gonna be a couple of minutes?
- Sorry Angie, I had something to discuss with Miss Hayes.
- I'll bet.
- Come on, I'll take you home.
- Wait a minute.
I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me what could be
so personal that you could tell Miss Hayes
but you can't tell me.
- Drop it Angela, all right.
I told you, it has nothing to do with us.
It was a personal thing, all right.
- Nick!
When's it gonna get personal between you and me?
I mean, I don't even know when the last time
we made love is.
- Angela drop it, all right.
I haven't got time for this.
If you're so unhappy with me, find someone else.
(sobbing)
- Don't be afraid.
I'll be with you soon.
(chilling music)
- So I'm just getting into necrophilia
in my anthropology course.
- Necrophilia? - Yeah.
(moans with disgust)
What? - ls that mandatory?
- No, it is not mandatory.
But I like to cover everything.
May I finish?
- [Mandy] Yes, go ahead.
- Thank you.
So I have this one student, Nick Leonard.
I don't know, you know him?
- Yeah, nice buns.
- That's him.
(giggling)
He comes to me after class and he tells me
he'd like to show me something relative to the subject.
Guess where he wanted to take me?
- [Blond Woman] Where?
- To his uncle's funeral home.
- Sounds pretty kinky.
- Not quite my speed.
- Look Pam, do yourself a favor.
Don't give these guys any weird ideas.
They're already crazy enough.
- You are absolutely right.
Well, I am going to go put myself into some sweetness.
(rock music)
(crickets chirping)
(upbeat music)
(heavy breathing)
(crickets chirping)
(phone ringing)
(sighing)
Hello.
- Miss Hayes?
' [Pam] Yes.
- Hi, it's Nicky.
Nick Leonard.
Look, I'm sorry to call you at home,
but I must see you.
- Oh look, Nicky, I'm right in the middle of something.
Can this wait 'til class?
- No, it's just really important that I meet you tonight.
- Nick, look.
I'm really flattered, but I, I don't think we ought to
go out of the bounds of the student-teacher relationship.
You know, and besides, I am seeing somebody.
- No, it's nothing like that.
It's just that,
well, what I'm talking about...
Look, you gotta see it for yourself
or you're never gonna believe me.
- [Pam] Look, Nick.
- Please, you gotta trust me.
Just give me 10 minutes.
I'm begging you.
- [Pam] Better not be some sort of fraternity joke.
- This is no joke.
Meet me at my uncle's funeral home in 20 minutes.
- [Pam] Okay.
- Oh, and Miss Hayes.
' [Pam] Yes.
- The address is 242 Lamont Avenue.
Thanks Miss Hayes.
(eerie music)
(muffled screaming)
(chanfing) (muffled moaning)
(sighing)
Thanks for coming Miss Hayes.
I really appreciate it.
We'd better hurry.
- Hey, don't rush me.
I'm gonna tell you again, this better not be a joke.
- This is no joke.
Come on, he'll be back soon.
We'd better hurry.
- So what?
Hey Nick, this, you know,
you're not gonna do something crazy?
- No, but he is.
- What do you mean?
- Come on, I'll show you.
Be quiet, I don't wanna wake up my aunt.
- All right.
(foreboding music)
Nick, where the hell we going now?
My uncle's laboratory
- But be quiet.
- Great, just great.
- Wait here.
- Wait here?
Oh great.
Nicolas, where are you going?
Nicolas!
(chilling music)
- Damn, he must've put the body in the coffin.
It must be upstairs.
- Oh thank God for that, now let's get the hell out of here.
I don't know why I let you talk me into this
in the first place.
- No wait, look, I know you think I'm nuts,
but I can prove it.
- Prove what?
He's an Undertaker.
Now, let's get the hell out of here.
(foreboding music)
Nick!
Nicolas.
What are you looking for now?
- The photographs, but I can't find them.
- Roscoe, is that you?
What are you doing working there so late?
- Damn, that's my aunt.
Oh my God, if she tells him.
Come on.
- [Hazel] Damn neighbors changing everyday.
Now they're trying to rob the dead.
- Come on.
- [Hazel] Nothing's sacred, nothing's sacred.
(eerie music) (chanfing)
(muffled screaming)
(eerie music)
- Pretty gory, huh?
- Yeah.
- [Man In Blue] Well you must really like this movie, sir.
How many times have you seen it?
- Moron.
- Asshole.
(heels clicking)
(heavy breathing)
(foreboding music)
(horn honking)
- [Man] I know, I'm late again.
- [Woman] You're always late, Billy.
You made me go to the movies by myself,
and then you pick me up late, it's not fair.
- [Man] I know, I know.
I promise it won't happen again.
- [Woman] You've been saying that for how long now?
(engine humming)
(heavy breathing)
- [Mrs. Hudson] Thanks Nancy.
Sorry to call you on such short notice.
- [Nancy] It's all right, Mrs. Hudson.
- Oh, and I'll probably need you next week too.
- [Nancy] I'm available.
- [Mrs. Hudson] Now you sure you don't need a ride home?
- I'm sure.
Thank you.
- [Mrs. Hudson] Good night, Nancy.
- Good night.
(chilling music)
(suspenseful music)
(screaming)
(muffled screaming)
- I don't know why you're crying, I learned this tonight.
(muffled screaming)
(screaming)
(intestines squishing)
(Roscoe sobbing)
You don't know what it's like
to never have a body warm and soft.
Like in the movie.
Sleep my love, sleep.
J1 Rock-A-Bye baby
flOn
(eerie music)
- [Young Nicky] No, Uncle Roscoe.
I don't want to.
(Roscoe laughing)
No.
I don't want to.
No, Uncle Roscoe.
(Roscoe laughing)
- You bastard.
You sick fucking bastard.
(crickets chirping)
(foreboding music)
- Oh Nicky,
can I be of some assistance to you my dear boy?
- You sick bastard.
You sick fucking perverted bastard.
- Sick and perverted, Nicolas.
This is your uncle.
Since your mother died, and your so-called father left you,
I sent you to school, I remind you, Nicolas.
I'm surprised at you.
- Miss Hayes said in school today that people like you
should be put away.
- Miss Hayes?
Some slut?
You'd take some sluts word over your uncle,
who loves you?
Nicolas, you're breaking my--
- Loved me? - Yes.
- You never loved me.
- Yes I do.
You're breaking my heart.
- I'll kill you for what you did.
- Really?
- I'll kill you for what you did!
- Do you know about pressure points Nicolas?
(dramatic music) (groaning)
(thudding)
on, Nicky.
Nicolas, you've been a very big disappointment to me.
But there's someone I want you to meet.
It's your Aunt Nancy.
She's precious, isn't she?
Look at her Nicolas, look at her.
Don't worry, Nick.
She'll be joining you on that long journey.
I'm just going to put you to sleep.
Don't be afraid.
Calm yourself.
Do you think Uncle Roscoe would hurt you Nicholas?
I love you.
(children chattering)
(groaning)
- What is this?
Jesus Christ!
Oh my God!
(retching)
- Have you seen Nick Leonard today?
- No, but that's not unusual.
I don't have him in any of my classes this year.
- Hm, he didn't show up for mine, and he never misses.
- What do you have the hots for this guy or something?
- You have got a one-track mind.
- Why, thank you.
- I am just a little concerned after last night.
I think it's a little weird, you know.
Uh, I gotta go, it's late.
I'll see ya later. - See ya later.
- Mary Lawrence who disappears about a week ago.
Or the Bowen kid, who disappears last night.
- Too much of a coincidence, right?
- Well, what's our next move, Chief?
- I don't know what the hell we got going on here.
We better call in the state police.
_ okay-
- Let's go. - All right.
Hang in there, okay.
You'll be all right, alright? You hang in there.
- So, you think there's some connection between this
and the disappearance of the two girls?
- Look, the Bowen girl was as reliable as the sunrise.
And the other kid, Mary Lawrence,
not the type to just take off.
- Well the coroner can pinpoint age, sex,
method, blood type.
If what you found belongs to one of those two girls,
we'll know soon enough.
- So, we can assume we're dealing with a psycho.
Probably a drifter.
- Nah, no 'cause a drifter wouldn't stay long.
You know, he's too noticeable in a small town like this.
And those disappearances were a week apart.
How 'bout a college kid?
- Ain't never had any trouble with 'em before.
They can't even drink here.
This town's dry.
- Well, let's not get too far ahead of ourselves.
Let's see what the coroner has to say.
- I got the paperwork all cleared up.
- This whacko is following this picture scene by scene.
This movie's his MO.
- You gonna start using that police jargon again?
If you wanted to be a cop you should've taken the test.
- Hey look Louise, you think just because
I'm a security guard, it means I can't solve a crime?
I can't make arrests?
- Listen Sherlock, I've got work to do.
- Oh come on Louise, take a look at it.
Let's just look at the murder scene.
One, we got a gruesome murder.
Blood scattered everywhere.
There are pieces of guts
and intestines laying scattered about.
- Listen, ljust, ljust ate.
Why don't you go talk to the projectionist, okay?
I'm sure he's seen it more times than you.
- Oh now, Louise, I always thought you were brighter
than the rest of these hicks.
I mean, let's look, even the missing bodies are in here.
And let me tell ya something Louise,
this guy's been in this theater,
and he's seen this picture five or six times.
And you know what?
He's coming back.
- Roscoe dear, it was a beautiful funeral you did, you know.
You made it look so peaceful.
- Thank you, Hazel.
- And the mayor and his wife both commented
how natural she looked.
- Good.
- You know, just the other day I was thinking
how the neighborhood has changed, you know,
with the scene in the park,
and those kids trying to break in.
- What kids, break in where Hazel?
- Well, it slipped my mind.
- What, what are you are you talking about Hazel?
- I remember now.
I heard voices coming from your laboratory,
and I went there, and I thought it was you.
But as I turned on the light,
I saw this young woman running out the back door.
- [Roscoe] Did you call the police, Hazel?
- No I didn't.
Nothing was missing.
You think I should have?
(dramatic music)
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
Administration, Mrs. Thomas speaking.
Yes, Chief, sorry.
How can I help you?
Yes, I know it's here somewhere.
Bear with me.
I found it, Chief.
Let's see.
Oh that's Hayes.
H-A-Y-E-S, right Chief?
Pamela Hayes.
165 Clermont Avenue.
- 165 Clermont.
Yes, thank you.
Thank you very much.
You moron.
Angela, how ya doin'?
- Hi, Mr. Holland.
Is Nicky here?
- No, the last time I saw him he was with you.
- I haven't seen him since yesterday.
- Mm-hm.
- We had a fight.
He's not at his apartment.
- Did you go there?
Did you call him?
- Yeah.
- Well don't worry about it.
We've always been very high-strung in the family,
but I'm sure that when I see him
I can get you kids back together again.
- Thank you.
Will you have him call me?
- I certainly will.
(gentle music)
(foreboding music)
(gentle music)
(foreboding music)
- [Woman] Damn.
(heavy breathing) (foreboding music)
Where are those matches?
(chilling music)
(screams)
(groaning)
- [Woman] Hey Pam, you wanna grab those paper towels
in the back seat of the car?
- [Pam] Yeah, I got 'em.
(foreboding music) (heavy breathing)
- Well naturally I thought there was some kind of connection
between necrophilia and his uncle.
God, I hope he calls me tomorrow.
My curiosity is driving me crazy.
- Well, you think we should call the police?
- And tell them what?
We don't have any proof of anything.
I'm not even sure if Nick was involved.
- Look we'll talk about it tomorrow.
I'll see you in the morning, okay?
- Yeah, night Man.
(heavy breathing)
(foreboding music)
(shower running)
(phone ringing)
(suspenseful music)
(screams)
- Did you hear the phone?
- Jesus Christ, you scared the hell outta me.
- It's your mom.
- I'll be right there.
- [Roscoe] Next time, Miss Hayes.
Next time.
(suspenseful music)
- Hey, come in Joe!
- How ya doin', Doc?
Said you had something to show me.
- This is one for the books, my friend.
- What makes this one so different?
- The bits of tissue I examined,
are those of a woman between the ages 15 to 20 years of age.
As you probably know, the person stops bleeding
when the heart stops.
Now, judging by the way the blood coagulated,
the girl was alive when she was disemboweled.
- Son of a bitch.
- It get worse.
- Worse?
- Aspetta, it get worse.
There are traces of semen on the intestine tissue.
- I think I'm gonna be sick.
Well I'll get this down to them now
and, will you do me a favor, Doc?
- What's a matter, Joe?
- Would you get rid of the jacket.
I'm dying with the heat.
- Oh, yeah, sorry.
In this job you get used to everything!
- It's all your fault Nicolas.
All your fault!
Well you'll just have to wait my dear boy.
But not you, my sweet.
I found a suitable companion for your safe journey.
Don't worry.
You know, I'm quite harmless.
(laughing)
(Spits)
(laughing)
(kids chattering)
(heavy breathing)
- That's it.
This ain't my idea of fun excercise.
- Oh, I'm so glad you said that.
- I quit.
I'm dying of thirst.
Let's get you some water.
(heavy breathing)
Oh Christ.
Look at him, Tarzan of the Apes.
- Does he have that kind of energy where it counts?
- Oh, and then some.
MWah!
- You know Professor Wilson,
even when I was your student, I never liked you.
- She said it's not unusual for guys Nick's age
to take off like that.
- You don't buy that, do you?
- Sure don't.
- So, why don't you call the police?
- And tell them what?
That I think Nick's uncle may have done something to him,
because he showed me his laboratory?
Oh yeah right.
I can see them coming to arrest me now.
- Well if you're not gonna call the police
then why don't you just forget about it?
- You know, you are really amazing.
Can't you see that there just might be some connection
between all these girls that are disappearing
in town and Nick?
And what about Mrs. Pavelock, huh?
Next door for Christ's sake?
Did it ever occur to you, just occur to you,
that Nick just might be telling the truth
about his uncle, huh?
- Well then call the fucking police already?
Why don't you make up your mind?
- All right, drop it.
Here comes Kevin.
- What, quitters?
No pain, no gain.
Hey, where's Stan?
I thought he was joining us.
- 50W)'-
Stan's forte is indoor sports.
- Hey, you guys are coming to dinner with us tonight,
aren't you?
- No, we can't.
Stan's working late tonight.
I'm gonna meet him later at his apartment.
But you guys will survive without us, right?
- Oh, I think we will survive.
- And if we don't, what a way to go.
(lips smacking)
(laughing)
- You didn't get the windshield.
- [Attendant] Sorry Mr. Holland, I'll get it now.
- [Roscoe] Moron.
- Moron.
Asshole.
(dramatic music)
Let's see where you go.
(dramatic music)
Very clever Mr. Holland, very clever.
Who else would have an easier time getting rid of bodies?
(laughing)
Christ, I'll be the biggest thing to hit this town since...
I need proof, proof.
Oh, and what an invitation.
Look at this.
A funeral.
- Bunch of hypocrites.
- Oh now Roscoe, why would you say that?
- Are you kidding, Hazel?
Sorry for your gain.
They always hated the bastard.
- What a sense of humor you have, Roscoe.
- I know, Hazel.
(chilling music)
Well, can I help you, young man?
- Oh no, I'm fine.
I guess I'm a little bit shaken up
over the death of my friend.
- I can understand that.
Would you like to sit for a while?
- No, I'm fine.
It seems like my wife is a little bit late.
You know, I really hate these things.
- I can understand,
but unfortunately it's one of life's realities.
I'm sure that you would be more comfortable
if you came inside.
Much cooler, we have air conditioning.
- Oh no, I'm fine.
Just stay out here, until my wife arrives.
- Well then you wouldn't mind if I went back inside.
I have a lot of people waiting for me.
Thank you and God bless you, son.
(chuckling)
- Roscoe, dear, is that young man all right?
- Yes Hazel, he became quite ill.
He had to leave.
- Well, perhaps he'll feel better tomorrow.
- I'm sure he will.
- All right.
- Mary Lawrence disappears.
No sign of foul play.
- And a good kid.
- And the Bowen kid, Nancy.
Disappears a few blocks from her home.
Somebody give her a ride?
- Well according to Mrs. Hudson,
she declined a ride with her.
Now of course she could've been picked up by a school chum
butnah,nah.
All her classmates were at home at the time.
Ichecked.
- Someone knew she was babysitting.
Waiting for her?
- Or she was the victim of opportunity.
Some guy comes cruising along, late at night.
She's a girl, walking alone.
He's gotta be one sick bastard
to do what he did to that kid.
- I'll tell ya something else that's bothering me.
- [Chief] Yeah, what?
- Mrs. Pavelock.
Blood splattered all over the inside of her home.
Now we either have too many acts on our hands,
or this guy's changed his pattern.
- Excuse me.
Yeah, Chief Banes.
- No, it's gotta be the same guy.
Because he's still taking away the bodies.
Where are the bodies?
- Could be he's branchin' out.
Just got a call from a gal who's boyfriend
is missing since Wednesday.
College kid, name's Nick Leonard.
- Wednesday.
Same night the Bowen kid disappeared.
- [Chief] Yeah, same night as the Bowen kid.
- Hey, come on Louise, can you hurry it up?
- What's up with you?
You gotta hot date or something?
- No, I got some important things to do,
so if you wouldn't mind.
_ l'm going.
- Good bye, Louise.
- Yeah, good night.
(distant metallic clanging)
(eerie music)
- What the fuck you trying to do?
- I only wanted some change for cigarettes, man.
- You know you could've gotten yourself killed.
Now get outta here.
(chilling music)
(suspenseful music)
(engine revving)
(hammer clicks)
Tonight I show these small town hicks
what a real detective is.
And Mr. Holland you're gonna help me.
(screaming)
(laughing)
(groaning)
- I know, I know Jenny, but...
You must be patient.
(groans)
(grunting)
I've been very, very busy.
Nicolas.
Oh, Nicolas
(gentle music)
- Come on baby, wanna talk about it?
- Oh, ljust can't get this off my mind.
Poor Jenny next door.
I'm really worried.
- Maybe Mandy was right.
Maybe we should call the police.
That's what they're there for.
- And what if we're wrong.
What if there's no connection.
- Isn't that what you really wanna know?
- Yeah.
You're right.
I love you.
- I love you.
- [Mandy] Listen, listen, I'm gonna call her.
- [Stan] Call her tomorrow, she's with Kevin.
- Look I gotta call her tonight, or else I gotta go home.
- All right, give her a call.
_ okay-
(phone ringing)
Pam.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
- Mandy, what do you want?
- Everything I can get. (laughs)
- You better believe it.
- Yeah, sounds like I'm the one that's interrupting you.
What's up?
- Well, if you really wanna know.
- Mandy, why did you call?
- Well I guess I was just a little worried
about this thing with you and Nicolas.
- Who's Nicolas?
- Shh!
- Well I think you'll really be proud of me.
I finally made a decision to call the police.
- Yeah, you did?
That's really great.
So I guess you won't miss me
if I don't come home 'til tomorrow, huh?
- I'll see you when I see you.
Enjoy yourself.
- Okay, bYe-
You better be ready to finish me, stud.
(moaning)
- [Hazel] Roscoe dear, here's your tea and biscuits.
- Oh, thanks Hazel.
- You know Mrs. Harrah called.
She said they'll be delivering Mr. Harrah today.
- Who is he?
- Oh, you remember him.
Ah, you know, he was the one you used to laugh at
because his name is the same frontwards and backwards.
And you know, she said you should put his hairpieoe on,
or his friends won't recognize him.
- Look Hazel, I would appreciate if,
I have a lot of work to do,
if you'd just leave me alone for a bit.
- All right dear, I'll go upstairs
and do what I have to do, I have work too.
- Good.
- Okay dear, take care of yourself.
I have work to do.
(sighs)
- Yes, that's right.
163 Clermont.
Thanks Inspector.
They'll be here in 15 minutes.
- I heard.
- Are you sure we're doing the right thing?
- Yeah, I mean, at least it'll be out of your hands.
You got nothing to lose.
- Nothing to lose but my credibility as a teacher.
- They'll keep it confidential.
- Honey, not in this town.
(dramatic music)
- Thanks again, Miss Hayes.
We'll look into it right away.
Let you know if it amounts to anything, all right?
- Thank you.
- By the way, how do we find this place?
- Make a left at the light and a right two lights down.
- Thank you, you've been very helpful.
How well did you know Mrs. Pavelock?
- We had a nodding acquaintance.
We said hello when we saw her.
- Thank you.
(kids chattering) (dog barking)
- Pavelock, coincidence or mistake?
- Could be.
- She teaches these kids about necrophilia
in an anthropology course
and then gets spooked by it herself.
Unless she unwittingly triggered some sick mind
into doing all this.
- You think it's this kid, Leonard?
- I'll tell you what I think, partner,
I think she is one lucky lady.
And if the aunt didn't come along when she did,
I think we'd be looking for our Miss Hayes right about now.
(engine revs)
- [Hazel] Roscoe dear.
- What is it, Hazel.
- Two nice gentlemen friends to see you.
- Would you come in?
Please be seated.
You have my ear.
Sincere condolences, a loved one has passed?
- Oh no sir, nothing like that.
We'd like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind.
- Hazel.
- Would your gentlemen friends like some tea?
- No thank you ma'am, we won't be long.
- Well then I'll be leaving now, dear Roscoe.
- Thanks, Hazel.
I guess you're here about Nicky, right?
- That's right, son.
Police officers and we've been lead to believe
that you know about your nephew's whereabouts.
- Well I guess you'll find out sooner or later,
so I might as well tell you now.
- Find out what son?
- About Nicolas.
- I promised I would be silent,
but I guess I should tell you.
He was helping to dig and,
he's just a kid, but what he did to these bodies.
It was incredible.
- That's why he brought her here that night.
- He came to me and he told me,
he begged me for some money, you know.
He said it was an accident.
(sobbing)
It was no accident.
I found out the next day it wasn't an accident.
- I'll get on the radio and get an APB out
on this guy right now Bobby.
- He was my dearly departed sister's only son,
and I just couldn't tell anybody.
What was I supposed to do, oh God.
- [Inspector] Excuse me.
- I'm sorry.
Wait, is Hazel out there?
- [Inspector] No, we're alone here, Mr. Holland.
- Okay, I don't want her to know.
Thank you, Officer.
Poor Nick, you know.
He didn't mean it.
He was...
He was abused when he was a kid.
And what he did to these poor, oh Momma.
- Please calm down, sir.
- You won't hang Nicky if you find him, will you?
- Where does that door lead, sir?
- That's uh,
my laboratory.
- Do you mind if we take a look?
- Certainly not.
I'll show you.
Oh Nicky...
Officer Barry.
This is the laboratory.
- Where does that door lead, Mr. Holland?
- Through the courtyard, Officer.
- And this one here?
- Hall, the hallway.
- And this one over here, sir?
- Oh, uh, that's the storage closet.
I'll get the key, it's not open, Officer.
(suspenseful tones)
- It's open, Sir.
- Oh, is it?
- I though you said this was a storage closet.
- It's Nick.
It's not, it's a storage cellar.
- Mind if I go down?
- No, not at all.
(thudding)
(maniacal laughing)
Nicky, there's some gentlemen here to see you.
I'll be right back.
(maniacal laughing)
Officer Barry's in the washroom,
would you like some tea?
- Oh, uh, no, no, it's fine.
- A cold beverage perhaps?
- Yeah, something diet'd be nice.
- Hm, okay.
(suspenseful music)
(gurgling)
- No, I don't feel like making dinner tonight.
- [Mandy] I'm leaving Stan's house in a few minutes.
I'll bring a pizza.
- No, don't.
I wanna go down and try to speak to Nick's aunt.
- Are you crazy?
What if his uncle is there?
- Look, the police never called me back,
like they said they would.
They probably never even went down there.
I've gotta find out.
- Just wait for me.
I'm going with you, okay?
(foreboding music)
Fuck this.
- No, I'm at the hospital.
I just, I was on my way out,
and I couldn't wait for these cops anymore
to tell me what was going on with this guy, Nick,
so I just thought I would go over there
and check it out for myself
and this guy ran a stop, it wasn't my fault.
He ran the stop sign.
All right, listen, can you just pick me up here?
All right that'd be great.
I guess I'll wait outside.
Bye. - Dr. Jorgenson report
to emergency stat.
(foreboding music)
- Pam!
Son of a bitch.
Pam.
I gotta be outta my fucking mind.
What am I doing here?
- Looking into my parlor
there's a spider
and a fly.
(screaming) (maniacal laughing)
- Oh no!
(screams)
ahuds)
- Thanks for the tea.
And for coming to pick me up.
- Don't mention it.
- You know that accident was probably a sign telling me
to stay home and mind my own business.
- By the way, where's Mandy?
- I don't know, should be here by now.
- Maybe she went to pick up some chow?
- Oh yeah, she did mention something about pizza.
(moaning)
- I told you gentlemen, your patience shall be rewarded.
It's show time.
(maniacal laughing)
Look what I've got.
It's marvelous.
Comes in very handy.
(moaning)
Do I hear a plea?
Are you begging for mercy?
Is that drama?
(muffled screaming)
Present.
As I end my refrain,
I press down.
(muffled screaming)
What?
N0 applause?
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
You don't seem to be their cup of tea.
Perhaps Pamela would be.
Well, my dear, I guess that's show biz.
(screaming)
(maniacal laughing)
(eerie music)
Well, hello Miss Hayes.
Mandy, you've been a great deal of help to me.
Oh Nicky,
we're going to meet Miss Hayes.
(soft, romantic music)
(heavy breathing)
Business hasn't been good lately.
What with these, all these vitamins that people are taking,
and the Surgeon General's warning about smoking,
the silly driving without drinking laws,
I haven't been able to ship you out that fast.
I guess I'll have to drum up some business.
- Pam.
You awake?
(moaning)
Come on, you're not going to sleep on me, are you?
- Mm, let me sleep.
- Come on, I got a great idea.
I'll be right back.
(cheerfully humming)
(suspenseful music)
(glass shattering)
- Kevin!
(laughing)
Kevin, you clutz, what did you break now?
Kevin.
(gasps)
(screaming)
- You bitch.
(screaming)
(glass shatters)
(screaming)
(sobbing)
You ought to run.
Indeed.
(maniacal laughing)
(screaming)
Nicky.
(laughing)
(screaming)
(groans)
Soon you'll be joining all your friends, my darling.
But first there's a little service you must perform.
A gesture, you might say,
for the problems you caused Nicolas and me.
(moaning)
N, N, very good.
I,
c,
very good,
K-
Now I forgive you.
(laughing)
Now I forgive you!
(laughing)
(banging)
(thudding)
-[Chiefl Break it in.
- God damn.
- Oh God.
(chilling music)
- As I promised you gentlemen,
you'll all have travelling companions.
And you lovely, Mandy,
will be back with Pamela again.
(screaming)
(moaning)
(haunting music)