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Mouseboat m*ssacre (2025)

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Mouseboat m*ssacre (2025)

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(date thudding)

(footsteps thudding)

- (coughing) Lily, my skin,

feels like it's on fire.

- It's okay.

We're going to be all right.

We're gonna fix this.

Sarah and I are gonna fix this.

- We never should have

watched that tape.

- I can't.

- Oh guys, I found them.

I found them.

Come on, Lily, we gotta go.

- [Lily] I've, I've

got to leave you.

- [Neil] Don't go, Lily.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(man coughing)

(suspenseful music)

(Sarah grunting)

(tapes clattering)

- What are you doing?

- It was a blank tape, right?

- Yeah, no label.

- There's nothing.

None of these having

f*cking labels.

- Why did you put it in here?

- I don't know.

I just put it in

there after the movie.

(sobbing) This wasn't

supposed to happen.

Okay?

I didn't, I didn't know this

was gonna happen, and...

- Wait, enough.

We need to save Neil

and we need to find that tape.

- Please help me.

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- What the...

Is this happening?

- There's nothing happening.

- That's not the one.

Let's keep looking.

(suspenseful orchestral

music continues)

- No, no, no, no, no,

no. Please, please stop.

Please, please. Not again.

Go away. Go away.

No, no, no, no, no.

Get away from me.

Stay over there.

Stay over there.

Stay away, stay away.

No, no, no, no, no. Stop, stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

(Neil screaming)

(flesh squelching)

(Neil screaming)

(flesh squelching)

(Neil gagging)

- I'm leaving.

I need to go get Neil.

- Lily, don't.

Stop.

Lily, you need to understand

that Neil is dead.

Neil is dead.

Neil is dead, okay?

Just stay here and help

me find the f*cking tape.

- I need to go save him.

I shouldn't have left him.

(door clicking)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(tapes clattering)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(footsteps thudding)

(Lily screaming)

(static hissing)

(upbeat orchestral music)

- Yes, thank...

(static hissing)

(ominous music)

(blood splattering)

(static hissing)

(Sarah grunting)

(static hissing)

(ominous music)

(Sarah sobbing)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Help!

Help!

Someone, help me!

(suspenseful orchestral

music continues)

(Lily grunting)

Please help me.

(trap thudding)

(head thudding)

(head squishing)

(ominous music)

(static hissing)

(Sarah gasping)

(line ringing)

(line clicking)

(line ringing)

(line beeping)

- Dad.

It's me.

I, I just wanna say I'm sorry

for everything I said earlier.

Everything you said was right.

Please, if you get this

call the police, please.

We're at St. York's

Lake house, okay?

They're all dead, Dad.

They're all dead.

(intense music)

(static hissing)

(Sarah gasping)

(ominous music)

(Sarah screaming)

(intense music)

(knife slicing)

(Sarah gagging)

(body thudding)

(static hissing)

(suspenseful music)

(Mimi retching)

- f*ck this.

I don't know what happened.

You'll get better, Mimi.

Just take it easy.

(keys clacking)

- Oh, f*ck.

(knuckles rapping)

Uh, yeah?

Yeah.

Uh-

- Nigel.

- Yeah?

- What are you

still doing in here?

- I was just packing.

- Look, your dad is out

there struggling at the car.

You've been packing all day.

- Yeah, just Give me a minute

and I'll come down

and help him, okay?

- Look, I'm sorry.

(door clicking)

Look, please don't say

anything to Mimi, okay?

I am so stressed about

trying to sort this out,

and she's been doing

really good lately.

I don't want to scare her.

- Hey, look, don't worry.

I haven't said anything, okay?

- Okay, and, and what

about her friends?

Have you seen any...

I mean, I could have sworn I

heard someone creeping around

in the garden last night.

- No, mom.

She, she told me she

wants to be clean

and like I said, I

won't say anything.

- Okay, okay, okay.

This is good.

(sighing) This is gonna

be really good then.

- Look, mom, I've told

you this 100 times.

Mom, she's, she's gonna be okay.

She wants to get better.

- Come here, give me-

- Mom.

No, I, I don't, you'll

make me cry, okay?

You'll make me cry.

I'll hug you later, okay?

- [Connie] Okay.

(door clicking)

- (sighing) I need a girlfriend.

Okay.

(man breathing heavily)

- Do you like that, Daddy?

You edging for me?

- Edging?

- (sighing) Whatever.

(Blaire sighing)

(computer chiming)

(gasping) Looks like time's up.

Sorry it couldn't be longer.

I haven't made

your birthday good.

- (laughing) You definitely

did, my little sl*t.

- Okay, well anyway,

I need to go.

So, same time Monday, yeah?

- Can I ask you

something before you go?

- Yeah, what is it?

- [Man] You're 18, right?

- Yeah.

You know that.

I turn 19 in like two months.

- Then I will have to

send you a big present

for you birthday. (laughing)

Anyway, I wanna request

something before you go.

- Request what?

- Well, considering

it's my birthday,

and all that, I want

to see you again.

- You know, I can't do that

'cause I'm away with my family

and my sister's gonna-

- What about if I pay you double

for what I pay you for an hour.

Come on.

Does that sound good?

- Okay.

What time tonight?

- (laughing) Six o'clock.

And wear that blue

lingerie Daddy likes.

- Okay.

See you soon.

- (sighing) f*ck me.

f*ck.

It's fine.

If he doubles it, you've got

three grand for the weekend,

so it's fine.

Just get over it.

(sighing) Just get over it.

f*ck.

- (grunting) That one there.

There you go.

Who said we needed a bigger car?

- I did.

- Geez, Connie.

- Helen hasn't

called or messaged.

- She will.

It's still early.

So who's up for a family

trip to the lake, hey?

- So excited.

- [Connie] Mimi, are you okay?

- Yeah. Taking it

one day at a time.

(engine rumbling)

- [Blaire] Do I just

go in for the key?

- It's not an

outhouse. (indistinct)

- Oh, that's not an, f*ck, okay.

Get me out, get me out.

- I think it's inside, yeah.

- Okay.

Thank you.

Please let me out.

Thank you.

- I'm gonna get fuel.

- [Connie] Gonna

get some snacks.

Want anything?

- M&Ms, big bag.

(door clicking)

(pills rattling)

What's that?

- Jesus, Nigel.

- Sorry, Christ,

I didn't mean to.

- Headache tablets, that's all.

- Didn't know they came in blue.

- Do you need to use the

bathroom or something?

Still got another

hour in the car.

- You're right, as

usual. (grunting)

(door clicking)

Oh, sorry.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

- Well, there goes a

week worth of wages.

- Oh, no, no, no.

What are you doing?

Don't do that.

I, I, uh, here.

- I don't want your money.

- No, I, I, I insist, I...

That's, um, I think

that's my favorite flavor,

orange, right?

- That's my current obsession.

- Oh, wow.

Well, now we have

enough for two.

- Enough for two.

- Unless...

Oh.

Oooh.

(both laughing)

Orange, my, my, oh

yeah, with a hint

of petrol station

floor. (laughing)

Nigel.

- Phoenix.

- Yeah.

Oh, like the, like the bird.

- Like the city.

I was born there?

- No way.

I've always wanted to go.

It must be lovely.

- [Phoenix] How would you know?

- Well, I mean, you

seem pretty cool

and, well, I mean, you

know, 'cause you're lovely

and you're, you're

cool and, and-

- Oh my God.

Guess what, Neil.

You've got extra

nappies in there.

You can save for

after the trip, loser.

- That's my b*tch of a sister.

Yeah.

She always calls me Neil.

She forgets there's a g in

Nigel and I don't wear nappies.

I'm 23, so I wouldn't.

- Me too.

- Oh.

- Do you have a phone, Nigel?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just...

Huh.

- Hey, Helen.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Wow.

You live near St. Iwerks?

- [Phoenix] It's about

a 10 minute bike ride.

- What?

- Great.

I'll, I'll, I'll message you.

- Yeah, yeah.

That, that, that's the address.

Yeah.

St. Iwerks Lake, or Loch.

It, it doesn't matter.

Yeah, yeah.

No, no, no. Just,

just get comfortable.

Yeah, relax.

We'll be there soon. Yeah.

No, no, that's fine.

Yeah, okay.

Bye, Helen.

Bye, bye.

(door clicking)

- Who was that?

(Stu whispering indistinctly)

- Did she report you then?

- Actually, I've got her number.

She lives near St. Iwerks Loch.

- (laughing) Guys, you are

gonna lose your V card, finally.

- Blaire.

- What?

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Helen, thanks for coming.

- Give it back.

- Mom told me to give you this.

- Thanks, Nigel.

- Give me back my bag right now.

- I'm sorry, Mimi.

- I wish our seeing

each other here

were under better circumstances.

Sorry.

- Why the f*ck is

my therapist here?

- Mimi, we had-

- Give me my backpack now!

- I've been informed

you haven't been-

- Knock it off.

We're doing this because

we love you, all right?

You two, inside, now.

Don't do this.

She's here to help.

- What the f*ck is this?

I told you all I'm

getting better.

- This is your

intervention, sweetie.

- Okay.

Can I just have my

bag back please?

- What's in the bag?

- My things.

I just, I just want my bag.

Can I have my bag?

- Empty this on the

table, would you?

Just there.

- She can't do that.

Those are my personal things.

- Mimi, please, enough.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- What are these, Mimi?

They're just for my headaches.

- (sighing) Oxycodone.

- [Mimi] Leave me alone!

- I'll sort this.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Mimi, please, we're doing this

because we care about you.

(dramatic orchestral

music continues)

Come out.

(pills rattling)

(suspenseful music)

- Let go.

Get off, get off me.

Get off.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(sighing) What?

- Do you understand?

It's only temporary.

- I just wanna go home.

- That's not an option,

as Helen has already explained.

You won't have the opportunity

to get anything here

and that's what we want.

- Mimi, you've been

a patient of mine

for nearly five years now.

I knew you before

you were on drugs,

and I've had many

patients in the past

who were in the exactly

the same situation.

If they overcame

this, so can you.

Just have to take

the first step.

- (scoffing) Doesn't

that go against

some doctor/patient thing?

Because there's

no way these guys

are paying you enough for them.

- Mimi, please.

- I had a daughter before

I became a therapist.

She died quite

young from cancer.

You remind me a

lot of her, Mimi.

The same love for life.

I couldn't do

anything for Angela,

but I know I can do

something for you.

- [Stu] Do you get it now?

- So many people in your corner.

We just want our girl back.

- Can I just go

to sleep, please?

- You won't try anything.

- No, I just, I just

need to be alone.

- I can take her up to the room.

- Do you think she'll be

okay from what you've seen?

- Honestly, I've

seen worse. (sighing)

A lot don't make it.

But Mimi is strong.

I promise you, she will.

(dramatic music)

- Blaire and Nigel have already

taken the other two rooms.

They're pretty keen

to get in there.

I bet that Nigel's

gonna call that girl

from the gas station.

What do you think?

- I guess.

- Look, we've saved

this room for you.

(door creaking)

(closet door creaking)

Put all of your things

back in your bag

and I put some snacks in

there for you to munch on.

Look, there's a bucket

here in case you need to...

- What are these?

- These are VHS tapes.

Your dad and I found these

and the television

in the basement.

We thought it would be

a really good substitute

for you in instead

of your phone.

- So no phone.

Can I at least use my laptop?

- Yes, of course, but-

- I won't call my friends

on FaceTime, I promise.

(tape clattering)

- Goes like this.

(sighing) Mimi, this was

one of your favorite shows

when you were younger.

Look, your dad's making pasta

for dinner, your favorite.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door clicking)

- Did she say

anything else to you?

- Just that she's really tired.

I think she just needs to sleep.

- Yeah, well, she can sleep

for as long as she wants.

She's not going anywhere.

- Stu.

- What?

You didn't see her

out there, Connie.

I've never seen her

behave like that before.

She was like a

g*dd*mn feral animal.

- Yeah, but you heard her.

She wants to do this.

- Yeah, 2well, she always

says she wants to do it,

doesn't she?

She's done that when we've

been back home as well.

But she's just a

bloody nightmare.

- Does it remind you of someone?

The stubbornness and the lies?

- Stop it.

- Well, I'm just wondering

if she reminds you of you.

- Connie, shut up.

- Is there something here

I should be looking into?

- No, there isn't.

- Yeah, I think there is.

You keep blaming the

addiction on her.

- Well, who else's fault is it?

Every time she digs

herself into a hole,

we build a ladder to get her out

and she destroys the ladder.

What are we supposed to do?

- And you don't think

that sounds like you?

- (sighing) Enough, Connie.

- I see the potential

for healing here.

If you allow it,

I think it it'll help me

more than it'll help you.

- But why don't we get

the whole family together

and we can play a board game.

- What are you talking about?

They're fine, okay?

Look, Blaire's upstairs

playing her music

and Nigel's out with that

girl from the gas station.

I think this would be

really good for us.

Can you, can you help us?

- I think this might help

just getting to the root of

why Mimi is the way she is,

through her parents.

- I'm gonna carry on cooking.

Oh, boy.

(Helen sighing)

- (sighing) Mmm.

Uh (clearing throat), uh,

Hi, Phoenix.

It's Nigel.

How's it hangin'?

Look, I, I like you.

Want to meet up?

Want to go to uh, Phoenix,

Phoenix, and ride a phoenix?

(Nigel growling)

Oh, for God's sake,

just be yourself.

She liked you at

the petrol station.

Why, why wouldn't

she like you now?

Okay.

(Nigel gulping)

(line ringing)

(Nigel sighing)

Ah.

Oh, don't pick up, don't

pick up, don't pick up.

- Hello?

- Hi, hi, hi.

It's Neil, Nigel.

Nigel from the petrol station.

- [Phoenix] Oh, hey.

How can I forget?

I'm enjoying two orange

ice creams right now.

- (chuckling) It was a

pleasure, my lady. (laughing)

Listen, you said you were,

you, you live near Wework,

St. Iwerk Loch, right?

- [Phoenix] Yeah.

It's like a 10 minute bike ride.

- Okay.

Well, I was, I, I was wondering,

would you like to meet up?

- [Phoenix] I'd actually

really like that.

- Really?

Awesome.

Great.

I mean, yeah, cool, cool.

Yeah, whenever, yeah.

Yeah.

- [Phoenix] How about we meet

by the south side of the lake?

You eat yet?

- No. I, I haven't.

- [Phoenix] Me neither.

I'll bring some stuff.

We can have a little picnic.

20 minutes sound good?

- Yeah.

Yeah, that, that,

that would be great.

I'll, well, I'll see

you in 20 minutes.

Let's make it so.

- [Phoenix] Bye, Nigel.

- Yeah, bye.

Bye.

Well, if I-

(line beeping)

(Nigel breathing heavily)

Condom, condom.

Need a condom? (laughing)

Take this, Blaire.

Looks like I'll be losing my

V card this weekend after all.

Oh, zipper's stuck. (grunting)

(man moaning)

- Is this the best birthday

you've ever had, Daddy?

- Keep dancing for Daddy, baby.

Oh, I'm almost there,

I'm almost there.

That's it, that's it.

Oh, oh God, God, that's it.

Ah, ah.

- Was it everything

you've ever dreamed of?

- I want more, baby.

I want more.

- You just busted.

- [Man] What about we do

another show in like two hours?

Yeah?

I'll be ready in two

hours for another round.

- Told you, Daddy,

I can't do that.

With my family this weekend.

- With your family?

Pay you triple for what I'm

paying you right now, huh?

- You serious?

(man laughing)

- But I want 30

minutes extra now.

Yeah?

And an hour later, huh?

Triple the money, huh?

Come on, baby. What do you say?

- f*ck it.

My family are fighting anyway.

You comfort me, Daddy.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Mimi retching)

- f*ck, I'm gonna die.

May as well have

some fun with you.

(tense music)

(static hissing)

Is there any horror?

Something good?

(tense music)

Let's see what you are.

(static hissing)

(woman screaming)

What the hell?

(woman screaming)

That's so fake.

(gasping) Holy sh*t.

(woman screaming)

(ominous music)

(static hissing)

Come on.

Come out.

(Mimi breathing heavily)

- Hey, dad's cooking pasta.

You gonna join us?

- No, I'm good.

I'll, I'll see you later, Mum.

- Okay, have fun.

(gentle orchestral music)

(birds chirping)

- Is it too much?

- No, no.

You look stunning.

- You don't look

too bad yourself.

(Nigel laughing)

- So what are we going to eat?

- Me.

(both breathing heavily)

I really like you, Nigel.

And now I'm gonna see

what you're made of.

(both moaning)

(Phoenix laughing)

(both moaning)

Oh, such a bad boy, Nigel.

(ominous orchestral music)

(both moaning)

(ominous orchestral music)

I'm gonna come.

I'm gonna come, I'm gonna

come, I'm gonna come. (moaning)

(Phoenix screaming)

(knife slicing)

(both screaming)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Nigel, Nigel!

(knife slicing)

(Phoenix grunting)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(static hissing)

- She never used to play with

dolls, but neither did Blaire

and she turned out fine.

- Where's Nigel?

- He's with the girl

from the gas station.

- No, no, no.

- Mimi, where are you going?

- Let me go.

- No.

- [Mimi] There's some

f*cking k*ller out there,

and he's k*lled the girl.

He's gonna k*ll Nigel

if we don't go now.

- You're not leaving.

- Did you not hear

what I just said?

- The mind will do anything

to get what it craves.

Listen, you must have

constructed this fabrication

to make Mimi want to leave.

This is not true. Listen to me.

It's not true.

- [Mimi] I am not lying.

Nigel is in trouble.

- You need to get some sleep.

I'm gonna take you upstairs.

- I'm not crazy.

Just get off me.

- Oh my God, Connie.

Are you okay?

(Mimi breathing heavily)

This isn't good.

- I have to save Nigel.

(Mimi gasping)

- You need to want

to get better.

Nobody's gonna do it for you.

It's time you admit

when you make a mistake

and stop being so

bloody selfish.

Look at your

mother. Look at her.

Look at what you are

doing to this family.

My own daughter, a

f*cking drug addict.

- I'm sorry I hurt her, Dad,

but Nigel is in trouble and

we need to help him, we do.

No, Dad, we need to help him.

(Mimi sobbing)

Dad, unlock the door.

- Mimi, please, please

try and calm down.

- Dad!

- I'm gonna get you help.

(Mimi breathing heavily)

Yeah, we're gonna get help

for you, just the way I did.

- Dad, Nigel is gonna get k*lled

if you don't unlock the door.

Dad, unlock the door.

- You're in trouble. You

need help, all right?

So please, please

just stay there.

Just try and calm down, please.

- What's going on?

- Yeah, yeah.

We're trying to sort it out.

It's just the

withdrawal symptoms.

We knew this would happen.

(Mimi screaming)

But for now, if you can

just stay in your room.

- What about-

- Blaire, please,

do as I say, please.

- Okay, whatever.

(door slamming)

- (sighing) Wish someone would

listen to me in this house.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Mimi sobbing)

(Mimi sobbing)

(ominous music)

(intense music)

(ominous music continues)

(Nigel grunting)

(chainsaw revving)

(ominous music continues)

(intense music)

(chainsaw revving)

(Nigel screaming)

- Connie, how are you feeling?

- What?

What?

- [Stu] How is she?

- Stu, I'm worried.

Her head is still bleeding.

I think it might

be a concussion.

- Oh, for f*ck sake.

- How close is the

nearest hospital?

- Um, well, we did pass

one on the way up here.

A small one about

three miles south.

- Okay.

I have to take her to

get seen. You stay here,

'cause if Mimi wants

to escape again,

you're the only one

who can stop her.

- All right.

Come on, let's get

you to the car.

Let's go.

Head back, head back.

There you go. Okay.

(Mimi sobbing)

(tense music)

- Nigel.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Nigel.

(ominous music)

- Oh no.

No, no, no, no.

Please, no, no, please.

I'll do anything.

Just let me go.

Don't do this.

Don't.

Just let me go. (sobbing)

No, no, no.

Come on. (screaming)

(Nigel screaming)

Please. (screaming)

Stop, please.

Ah.

Oh, no.

Please, don't.

I'll do anything,

I swear. (sobbing)

(flesh squelching)

(Nigel screaming)

b*stard.

Come on, there must

be someone somewhere.

(Nigel groaning)

Don't, please don't.

(flesh squelching)

(Nigel screaming)

(Nigel groaning)

(engine rumbling)

- (sighing) I don't feel good.

- You're going to be okay.

(Helen screaming)

(intense music)

(door slamming)

(Helen breathing heavily)

(door clicking)

(tense music)

(intense music)

(Helen screaming)

(both screaming)

Please, no, no, no.

(ominous music)

(Helen breathing heavily)

(knife slicing)

(knife stabbing)

(Helen grunting)

(Helen gagging)

(Connie screaming)

(ominous orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- So, Mimi.

Come on, okay.

All right, um, strange

visions, uh, k*ller mouse.

VHS tape.

Okay, okay.

What the hell?

"Local teens found

brutally m*rder*d

at the St. Iwerks lakehouse.

Police discover the mutilated

bodies of Neil Russell,

Lily Sweeney, and Sarah

Fletcher, all 18 years old,

able to identify them

using dental records.

It was reported that the teens

had purchased a

haunted VHS tape online

from an unknown

source, which claimed

that watching the

tape would result

in being targeted by the mouse.

(Mimi breathing heavily)

The teens had then purchased a

secondhand TV and VHS player.

Belief in this theory

gained popularity

after the police failed

to find the k*ller.

According to theorists, the

police, dismissing the legend,

chose not to waste time on

the supposedly cursed tape.

Instead, they locked it

away along with the TV

and VHS player in the basement

of the old St. Iwerks lakehouse.

It is said that the tape remains

in the house to this day,

Legend has it that the tape

was created by a sailor

who became a mad scientist.

He'd been stranded at

sea for nearly two years,

and when he was found,

he was below deck, malnourished

on the brink of death,

stroking a stowaway mouse.

They were able to

restore his health,

but his mind was

beyond recovery.

It was rumored that

a mouse spoke to him,

expressing a desire

to become human.

Driven by this, the scientist

kidnapped a death row inmate

and used experiments

and a serum he developed

to transform the

mouse into a man.

Although no footage of this

transformation was found,

it is said that

some of the serum

leaked onto the tape,

trapping the mouse inside.

Now the mouse seeks revenge on

anyone who watches the tape.

(ominous music)

(Connie breathing heavily)

(intense music)

(footsteps thudding)

(Connie breathing heavily)

(Nigel groaning)

- [Connie] Come on.

Come on, let's go.

(Connie sobbing)

- He's coming.

- No, Let's go.

Come on. Up, up.

(intense music)

- (sobbing) He's coming.

Come on, you b*stard, come on.

(Nigel groaning)

(footsteps thudding)

(intense music)

(Nigel sobbing)

(flesh squelching)

(Nigel sobbing)

(flesh squelching)

You b*stard.

You b*stard, I hate you.

b*stard.

(Nigel screaming)

- Open the door.

Mom and Nigel are in trouble.

Open the f*cking door!

(knuckles rapping)

- Mimi, it's me.

Blaire, f*ck, Blaire.

Please unlock the door.

- You just need to

ride this out, okay?

- Mom and Nigel are in a

shed somewhere in the woods,

and if we don't do

something f*cking right now,

they're going to die.

- What the f*ck?

- Open the f*cking door, Blaire.

- You know, I can't

do that, Mimi.

They told me you

were gonna do this.

You'll say anything

to get more drugs.

- I'm not lying.

- Well, that makes no sense.

How would you even know?

- I watched this tape and I

started having these visions.

I looked it up online.

You watch the tape and then

this k*ller mouse thing

comes and kills you.

Hello?

Blaire?

- You just need to

get some rest, okay?

Please stop screaming

and banging.

I'm doing something important.

(water running)

- Oh, Christ.

(intense music)

Blaire, what are you doing?

- Oh, nothing.

Where's mom?

- Um, there's been an accident.

- [Blaire] What?

- So Helen had to take

her to the hospital.

- Is she okay?

- She's just hit her head,

but she'll be fine, I promise.

- Okay.

Where's Nigel?

- He's out with that girl he

met at the petrol station.

- Of course he is.

- How are you?

- I'm good.

Um, I just spoke to Mimi.

- You didn't open

the door, did you?

- No, no, no, no.

She was saying some

really weird stuff though.

- Now, Helen said that she'll

say absolutely anything

to get you to open that door.

- Mmm.

- [Stu] Did she tell

you about Nigel?

- Yeah, and Mom.

- What did she say about mom?

- Just the same thing

that she said about Nigel

is happening to mom as well.

- Oh, that b*tch.

Well, look.

Dinner's nearly ready.

How about we eat and then

watch a movie with ice cream?

How's that?

- Yeah, we can.

Can it wait for like an

hour though or something?

- Sure.

Why?

- Because I, I have to do an

assignment for Mr. Thompson,

and you know what he's

like, so I need to do it.

- Yeah, okay.

No problem.

- Okay, thanks, Dad.

Love you.

- Love you more.

- [Blaire] Ah,

love you the most.

Bye.

- It has to be real.

I can't just let them die.

- f*ck.

Mimi!

- [Mimi] Where the

f*ck could it be?

- [Stu] Mimi, get back here.

- I can't.

Mom and Nigel are in trouble.

- [Stu] Stop.

- Nigel, Mom!

(breathing heavily)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

Oh, what?

- What the f*ck do you

think you're doing?

- I thought Mom and

Nigel were in here, Dad.

What are you doing?

- You came in here for a reason.

Where is it?

- Where is what?

- The drugs, the oxycodone

sh*t that you're on.

Where is it?

- I thought Mom and

Nigel were in trouble,

but they're not here.

- Look, enough with the Mom

and Nigel sh*t, will you?

That's your brain making up

excuses so you can take drugs.

Now, I'll ask you one more time.

Where the f*ck are they?

- There aren't any

f*cking drugs in here.

- Don't speak to me like that.

- Don't talk to me

like I'm an addict.

- That's what you are.

For the past five

years, your mother

and I have bailed you out of

all these different messes.

It's time that you take

accountability for your actions.

- I'm having a really f*cking

hard time right now, okay?

- What, and taking

pills is the answer?

- This thing called life

isn't exactly a good time,

you know?

- Yeah, I'm living it too, Mimi.

I know.

- No, you don't.

I don't fit in anywhere, okay?

I don't fit in with my friends

and I don't fit in

with this family.

And I try so hard that I don't

even know who I am anymore.

When I take something,

I don't hate myself as much.

I don't feel so f*cking lonely.

You wouldn't understand.

- Probably know

more than you think.

(Mimi sobbing)

(tense music)

- Nearly at halfway

point, Daddy.

You haven't exploded yet.

- Hold on.

- Take it slow.

Take it real slow.

- Okay.

- How about some role play?

What are you thinking?

- I'm your lover

and you are the wife

of my pathetic boss.

- Mm. Okay.

And where's my pathetic

husband right now, Daddy?

- [Man] Who's that?

- Um, my husband's

not gonna be home

for like hours, babe.

So, don't worry about-

- No, no, no, no, seriously.

Stop.

Who's that in the doorway?

(Blaire screaming)

(Blaire screaming)

(Blaire breathing heavily)

(Blaire screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(Blaire screaming)

(Blaire screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(Blaire grunting)

(knife slicing)

(Blaire screaming)

(knife slicing)

(Blaire screaming)

(flesh squelching)

(ominous music)

- All right, freebasing.

You know what that means?

- I could have been a

spokesperson for the damn word,

but that's besides the point.

I wasn't always this mean

tough guy called "dad".

- You're not mean.

You just care.

- It all started

before I met your mom.

God, I hated my life,

I hated my job,

and I'd like nothing better

than getting back to my flat

after a day of being yelled

at at work to smoke something

that some sketchy weird

guy told me was good sh*t.

(Mimi laughing)

- You'd have dug

the sh*t out of Oxy.

Sorry.

What made you quit?

- I met your mother.

She made me feel seen,

like my life could be

important, you know?

- Was it easy, quitting?

- I was a lot

stronger back then.

Even on the stuff,

I tried to temper my

anger at the cravings,

but, well, let's just say that

your mom's a saint

and leave it at that.

- (sighing) And

not to be a b*tch,

but why are you so angry?

- What do you mean?

- Like for the past five years,

every time you're around

me, you are so angry.

Now you're telling me that

we've we're basically the same.

So why, why are you so mad?

- Well, it's not like

stubbornness is in a gene

that runs in the

Jackson family, is it?

The truth is,

I realized I hurt a lot of

people with my actions back then

and I could have

ruined everything.

And I guess I was

just paranoid that

you wouldn't see what I saw.

- And what's that?

- Hope.

There are a lot of

people that love you

for who you are, Mimi,

and their lives would be

destroyed if you were gone.

Ah, it's getting late.

Oh, your mother and brother

should be back by now.

- When you were trying to quit,

did your brain tell you horrible

things that weren't true?

- (sighing) Look, like I said,

you are handling this way

better than I ever did.

Your mom and your

brother are fine.

Now, come on, let's go

and get something to eat.

- Do you mind if I finish this?

(Stu sighing)

I'll just be a minute.

Come on, I'm not

gonna go run for drugs

after you've just given me

your heart on a silver platter.

- All right?

But don't be long.

Here, it's getting cold.

And that's the next thing

you're gonna quit, young lady.

(Stu chuckling)

(tense music)

- What?

(tense music continues)

- Hey Helen, it's Stu.

I've noticed your

car isn't back,

so I hope everything's

okay with Connie.

Um, I've got some

news about Mimi.

So yeah, give me a

call when you get-

(line beeping)

Ah, sh*t.

(Blaire screaming)

Blaire?

Blaire?

Oh my god, Blaire.

Oh my God.

No! (sobbing)

No! (sobbing)

(Stu coughing)

God, no!

No.

(intense music)

Who are you?

What do you want?

Get away, now.

Get away.

(Stu grunting)

(water boiling)

(suspenseful music)

(Stu screaming)

(skin sizzling)

(Stu screaming)

(grater scraping)

(Stu screaming)

(Stu screaming)

(ominous music)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

- Whose boat is this?

(Mimi gasping)

Calm down, Mimi.

Jesus Christ. (sighing)

Hello?

(Mimi breathing heavily)

He's not real.

It's not his.

He's not real.

It's not his.

He's not real,

(ominous music)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(Mimi gasping)

(Mimi gasping)

(Mimi gasping)

(Mimi gasping)

(footsteps thudding)

(ominous music continues)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(intense music)

(Mimi gasping)

(knife slicing)

(Mimi gasping)

(suspenseful music)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

Help me.

Help.

Please help. (breathing heavily)

Oh, thank God.

Thank you, thank you.

- Put your hands up.

- [Mimi] What?

No, no, no, he's following me.

We need to go, we

need to go now.

- Who's following you?

- Him.

- Hands where I can see them?

Okay, we got a call

from a man saying

that someone's been k*lled.

Is that true?

- Yes.

My mom and, and, and Nigel

and Helen, they're on his boat.

He's after me now.

- Name, name.

What's your name?

- [Mimi] Mimi, Mimi Jackson.

- Okay, okay. Step up

to the vehicle, please.

- What?

- Now!

- What's, what's going on?

- We don't take chances, madam.

How long have you

been off drugs?

- What?

- I can smell withdrawal

from a mile away.

Yeah, you're

tweaking awfully bad.

- No.

- I'm gonna ask again.

Who made the call?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know what's going

on, but we need to go.

He is gonna, he's

gonna come here.

He's gonna hurt us.

This isn't right.

No, no, no.

I, I-

- Now, move, move, move.

- He's gonna come out,

he's gonna find us.

(radio beeping)

- Okay, I've apprehended a

woman seems to be on something

or, or recently off something.

She's covered in blood.

There's a dead man

in the kitchen,

disfigurement to the face.

He appeared dead, possibly.

What's your relation

to the dead man inside?

- What dead man?

- [Officer] Yes.

- Is my dad okay?

- Name, name.

What's your name again?

- Mimi.

Mimi Jackson.

Please, this isn't,

this isn't right.

It's, I don't, I don't

know what's happening,

but we need to get some help.

Please.

We need to go.

He is gonna be coming back.

- Mimi Jackson.

- What?

No, no, no!

- Arrested for the possession

of an ill*gal substance

and sentenced to

15 days in prison.

It says there that you

assaulted a police officer

whilst under the

influence of oxycodone

and then tried to run.

- Please.

I'm, I'm off drugs.

My parents brought me

here to get clean, okay?

This is why we're here.

- So you m*rder*d

your whole family?

- No, I didn't.

- And put them on that boat?

- No, no, I did not.

That's not right.

I haven't done anything.

We need to go now.

He's gonna k*ll us.

(both screaming)

(intense music)

(officer groaning)

(g*n firing)

(Mimi gasping)

(Mimi sobbing)

I need to destroy the tape.

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(grunting) f*ck.

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(ominous music)

(door creaking)

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music)

(Mimi screaming)

(mouse groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(Mimi gasping)

(hatchet thudding)

(static hissing)

(tape clattering)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(dramatic orchestral music)

This isn't over till

I sink that boat.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Mimi breathing heavily)

(Mimi gasping)

(ominous music)

(Mimi groaning)

(Mimi sobbing)

(lighter clicking)

Go f*ck yourself.

(fire crackling)

(ominous music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Mimi grunting)

(ominous orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral

music continues)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(ominous music)