Midnight Gag, The (2024)

[bunniefuu]

[dramatic music]

[electronic music]

[sinister music]

[man]

A monster...born or made.

Some say

that psychopaths are born,

others say

they are made over time.

I say it's a choice.

They are

a natural force of nature.

When k*lling becomes

a necessity,

they become...unstoppable.

[keyboard clicking]

Hey. It's me. Guess what?

You know

the antique copper tower

that you've been looking for?

I found it.

And it's in perfect condition.

Check this out.

[clears throat]

One of a kind

antique copper tower

from the 19th century.

Its unique baroque design

captivates your eyes.

It comes with incense sandalwood

sticks wrapped in a wooden box.

And a mix of black and white

eagle feathers for the smoke.

Dreams you could only imagine.

You should see this guy's ad.

He really knows how to sell.

I mean...the way he is

describing it is incredible.

Anyway, I'm still

at the Library. I'm just going

to go and pick it up.

It's kind of a weird place

to meet, actually.

But I guess

that's what he wants.

Then I'll head straight home,

promise. Bye.

[sinister music]

[woman over PA]

Next stop...Granville street.

[birds squawking]

[birds squawking]

[phone chimes]

[birds squawking]

[phone chimes]

[waves crashing]

[tense music]

[electronic music]

[gasps]

Who are you?

[Sinister music]

No! No!

-[growling]

-[screams]

[growling continues]

[flesh tears]

[radio statics]

[sinister music]

[electronic music]

[kettle whistling]

[bathroom fan]

[electronic music]

[traffic noise]

Frank, tell me what you got.

The suspect. Male, in his 50's,

disguised as a policeman,

It started late on Saturday

night,

a long 12-hour manhunt.

It ended with a car chase.

He shot

at least 18 people

at different locations.

They were all random.

One of them was a female Police

officer.

Our guys were able to take him

down after a confrontation.

It is also reported that

he was driving what looked like

a police car.

What about the victims?

Haven't heard anything.

Call me

if you hear anything else.

-Alright, Frank. Talk later.

-See ya.

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[crow cawing]

[sinister music]

[elevator bell sound]

[elevator door closes]

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[radio static]

[indistinct female voice

over radio]

[radio static]

[keyboard clicking]

[mouse clicking]

[cellphone ringing]

Hey Frank.

I just got some information

about a missing person's case.

Kevin, a male in his 30s.

He was reported missing by

his wife last night at

approximately 1.30 am.

He was last seen at the public

library.

No one has seen him ever since.

That's the third person gone

missing in a week.

Has anyone talked to his wife?

[clicks tongue]

Uh-uh.

He never told his wife

about the location or

who he was meeting with.

The only thing we know is that

he was picking up a present

that he'd ordered online

from a seller.

Okay. Great job, Frank.

Please send me the information

as soon as possible.

I'll send it right away

when I get back.

[sinister music]

[indistinct female voice over

radio]

-[buzzing]

-[beeping]

[keyboard clicking]

["Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2"

by Frederic Chopin playing]

My name is

Detective Travis Jackson.

I've been a detective since

I have seen things

you can't imagine.

You have no clue

what people would do

for a little attention...

-fame and money.

-[heavy breathing]

As we keep living

in an ignorant

and blindfolded society ...

-[siren wailing]

-...things keep getting worse.

We had over a thousand suspect

serial K*llers last year.

One hundred and nine people

gone missing.

Over twenty-five thousand

reported crimes.

What's left is a struggle

between good and evil.

The good spirit is dying.

In the dark city

where thieves and outcasts

are roaming the streets,

politicians and corporation

companies

are becoming more corrupted

than ever.

Crime and homelessness is

skyrocketing.

More than four thousand people

are currently living on the

streets,

in their cars,

in homeless camps, and parks.

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[siren wailing]

[phone chimes]

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[waves crashing]

[birds squawking]

[grunts]

[sinister music]

-[indistinct chatter]

-[tapping]

[indistinct chatter]

[metal gate opens]

[metal clanking]

[steady tapping sound]

[scream]

[sinister music]

["Gone Gypsy" by La chinga

playing]

Cheers to our girl Sofia!

[all] Cheers, cheers!

[music continues in background]

I can't believe I got the

role.

New job, new apartment.

Moving to L.A!

Girl, what's next?

I know, it's crazy.

I'm gonna miss you guys.

Let's take one last photo

together.

[camera shutter clicks]

Awesome! that one, right?

[indistinct]

[music stops]

[sinister music]

[clicking sound]

[chair squeaks]

[glass clinks]

Hey. What do you guys think

is gonna happen?

It's getting quite serious out

there. Don't you think?

I know.

I'm so done with social media.

It has gotten out of control.

-Did you hear about the cat

k*ller?

How can anyone m*rder innocent

kittens just to become famous?

I can't believe anyone can do

something like that!

I heard this story about a man

who died of a heart attack.

A true story.

There was a man called

Charlie Newman. A plumber.

Charlie was headed to

the east side

to meet with some coworkers,

you know, to play pool and

have some brewskis.

Shortly after he is walking

home,

suddenly a "k*ller clown"

popped out of nowhere.

Deep down in his subconscious,

being beaten to death

was one of Charlie's

biggest worries.

The clown just stood there

with a hatchet in his hand

staring at him.

The poor man just collapsed and

died of a heart attack

right there.

-That's sick.

I would have been so scared.

Me too. Imagine waking up

in the middle of the night

a k*ller clown just standing

over you face to face?

Oh my god!

Okay, let's talk about

something else, please.

[electronic music]

Are you sure you're gonna be

alright by yourself?

It's barely 10.30.

I'll be home in five.

Call us when you get home?

Will do.

[traffic noise]

Bye.

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[man]

They won't take sh*t

from nobody

and if you attack them,

they will fight back hard.

Only when it's provoked,

that their aggressive side

comes out.

It's your duty to be kind.

It's your destiny to be

helpful, friendly and humble.

There's no cure,

only a pure and genuine life.

[street din]

Detective Jackson?

Travis Jackson?

What do you want?

I'm Sofia.

I called you earlier.

Go to the police.

Yeah, but they're not

listening.

Yeah, well...

No one is listening nowadays.

Look, you have to help me.

How did you find me?

People know who you are

around here.

Please. Just listen to

what I have to say.

Are you gonna f*ck up my life?

No!

You have ten minutes.

Let's go to my office.

Please, have a seat.

Want some tea? Coffee?

No, thank you.

[siren wailing]

So why did you come to me?

Why didn't you go to the police?

No, I went to the police.

But they're not taking me

seriously.

-Hm.

-I don't know who else

to talk to.

A man broke in to my

apartment...

drugged me and--

and assaulted me.

[Travis] Do you have proof

that he assaulted you?

He recorded it.

I can't watch this.

After my wife's death...

I went into a dark depression.

I was drinking...

eating junk food.

Everything just went to sh*t.

She was k*lled by a truck.

Hit and run.

That m*therf*cker just left her

there to die.

I'm so sorry.

Then I met Jane.

She saved my life.

There are things

we can't control.

Everything happens for a reason.

You have to be strong,

you have to keep fighting.

Please, you have to help me.

I will.

I will help you.

[electronic music]

-[cellphone ringing]

-[grunts]

Yeah, yeah.

Jesus.

[phone continues ringing]

Jackson.

[breathing sound]

[man's voice] Do you wanna die?

[man laughs]

[music stops]

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[cellphone ringing]

What?

[heavy breathing over phone]

You think it's funny?

[man growling over phone]

Huh?

[growling continues]

f*ck.

[music stops]

[cellphone ringing]

[cellphone ringing]

You're not gonna break me,

m*therf*cker.

[ringing stops]

[phone chiming]

[cellphone ringing]

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-[faint scream]

-[growling]

[tense music]

[radio statics]

[indistinct female voice

over radio]

[indistinct mumbling]

-[radio statics]

-[indistinct female voice

over radio]

[indistinct distorted

man's voice]

[mumbles]

f*cking b*tch.

f*cking...

[indistinct distorted

man's voice]

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[silence]

[phone ringing]

[indistinct female voice]

Oh, hi Miss Martinez.

My name is Josh. I...

went to acting school

together with

your daughter Sofia.

-[sinister music]

-[distorted man's voice]

I hope you're doing well.

I would like to say a few

things to Sofia. Is she home?

[Sofia] Hello?

Sofia, Sofia, Sofia.

You remember me, right?

Is it you Josh?

No, it's--it's me.

You f*cking b*tch!

I told you not to contact

any authority.

Not the police

and especially not detective

Travis Jackson.

What do you want?

You'd better keep your windows

sealed,

and your doors locked

'cause I'm coming to visit you.

[Sofia hangs up]

[engine revs]

[phone chimes]

[electronic music]

Time: 1:15 PM.

Case: Sofia Martinez Campbell.

as*ault...

drugged and r*ped by a male...

six to seven feet tall.

[phone ringing]

[woman] Your call has been

forwarded to an automatic voice

message system.

-Please record your

message.

-[beeps]

Hi Sofia.

This is Detective Jackson.

I'm just calling to see that

everything is okay.

There is a lot of sh*t going on

out there.

Ah... give me a call...

or text me.

Alright. Ciao!

[Jane] My name is Jane.

I'm writing a novel about

destiny.

Did you know that

you are not in control

of what's going to happen

to you in the future?

Destiny is.

["Serenade" by

Franz Schubert playing]

You could get hit by a car

crossing the street.

You could die tomorrow

of a heart attack.

You could even get eaten

by a lion.

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[traffic noise]

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[phone chimes]

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[footsteps approaching]

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[waves crashing]

[machine noise]

[water trickling]

[sinister music]

[Travis] Tell me what you see?

Something is coming.

I can feel it.

Eyes everywhere.

[water trickling]

you think I'm scared?

k*ll to protect.

k*ll for pleasure.

When is it gonna stop!

[faint indistinct chatter]

Someone's been following me.

Shh... Shh...

[faint indistinct chatter]

[sinister music]

Tell me what you feel.

Is it real?

Is it real?

Tell me what you feel.

You can't stop--

can't stop me .

You can't stop me.

You can't stop me .

[faint indistinct chatter]

[sinister music]

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[woman] Your call has been

forwarded to an automatic

voice--

[woman] Your call has been

forwarded to an automatic voice

message --

[music continues]

[cellphone ringing]

Jane.

Hello?

Hello detective.

-Who is this?

I know where she is.

What are you talking about?

I know where Jane is.

I know who you are.

You are the psycho who broke

into Sofia's apartment.

So tell me where she is.

It doesn't work like that,

Detective.

I have your video.

You think that you're not gonna

get caught, but you will.

Hm...

What do you want?

Just to let you know,

the smell of your girl,

Detective Jackson...

So sweet.

Shut up! You sick f*ck.

You think it's funny?

So emotional... so weak.

See, this is the problem.

People are never...listening.

Now you listen to me,

you piece of sh*t!

You think you own the whole

f*cking world, huh?

Well, guess what.

You're just a weak, lonely

little boy who is looking for

attention.

[Woman crying]

When I find you,

and I will find you,

I'm gonna break every f*cking

bone in your body.

Yeah. I'm coming to get you.

Yes... yes... You will hurt

me, you will make me suffer.

Now please,

do not interrupt me again.

Concerning that beautiful

little girl of yours...

her smell... her hair...

Oh my god.

She was without a doubt...

the best f*ck I've ever had.

[Josh laughs]

You piece of sh*t.

I'm gonna k*ll you.

The human being is nothing but

a living disease.

Greedy, blood sucking vampires.

No one has ever helped me

with anything, so...why should I

help you?

You should see it

as a compliment.

Well...

I hope she's still alive,

Detective.

-What have you done to her?

[music continues]

Shut up!

What kind of a sick mind

are you?

You're a monster!

No, I--I'm not...

I'm not a monster.

I'm a good citizen.

I act on my instincts.

You all will suffer

like I have suffered.

[melancholic music]

I gave her a choice. Life is

not always what you expect.

Now... do you know

the united church?

Isn't that the same graveyard

where your late wife is buried?

It's not your business.

Oh, I know a lot more

than you think, Detective.

Meet me there in 15 minutes.

I will call you.

[Josh hangs up]

Hello? Hello?

["Sarabande" by

George Frederic Handel playing]

[cellp hone ringing]

I thought you said you were

going to meet me here.

Yes, but I changed my mind.

So Why am I here?

We all have a destiny,

Detective Jackson.

[Josh hangs up]

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