Promising Young Killer | THRILLER | Full Movie in English

(ominous music) (group chanting) (graphic whooshing) (group chanting) (gentle somber music) - Steven. (Dark Man growling) It's Sam. (Dark Man growling) If you truly are my husband Steven (Dark Man growling) I open myself to you. (Dark Man growling) (Dark Man whooshing) (ominous music) (flame whooshing) (ominous music) Steven, remember, we got this mask in Cabo, and we got into that fight 'cause I said, "It was hideous." Steven, if this is you move the mask. Move the mask. Move the damn mask. (mask scrapes) (Samantha gasps) (suspenseful music) (mask scraping) Steven, move the toy. (toy clicks) (gentle music) (toy

clicking) (Samantha gasps) Steve. (phone ringing) - [Maya] Sam. - Where are you? - [Maya] I'm five minutes out. Did you do the sage? - I did. It was wrong, it was all wrong. - [Maya] Samantha, what did you do? - It's Steven. - [Maya] What? - The spirit, the entity, it's Steven. - [Maya] Okay, now Sam, be careful what you're saying. You don't know that. You need to be sure, okay. When I get there we'll figure it out. - But I asked, Maya, why won't you believe me? - [Maya] Okay, stop it. Just stop it.

You need to be sure. Remember what I said before, how would you know if it was lying? You open yourself up this much you have got to know what it is. Please don't do anything. - It's Steven. I'll prove it. - [Maya] God. Okay, but do a thing till I. - Steven, I'm here for you. I feel your presence. (air whooshing) (drawers banging) (suspenseful music) I don't understand. (chair rattling) (tiles crashing) I'm sorry you're frustrated. I don't understand! Steven. Steven, please don't be angry. I'm all yours. (woman vocalizing) (tile scraping) (ominous music) You're not Steven.

(sinister dramatic music) (body thuds) (ghost whooshes) (door bangs) (suspenseful music) (door bangs) (Samantha screams) (Samantha grunting) (Dark Man growling) (Samantha screaming) (door bangs) (Samantha grunting) (Dark Man growling) (door bangs) (Samantha screaming) (tires screeching) (ominous music) (insects chirping) (fist pounding) - Samantha. (lock clicking) You're coming with me! Do you hear me? Samantha, you're coming with me. (woman vocalizing) (sinister dramatic music) (door bangs) (dramatic music) (sinister dramatic music) (somber music) (rap music) ♪ Do da damn thing, do da damn thing ♪ ♪ Do da damn thing, do da damn thing ♪ - Here's your gloves. Here, here.

Here! - What are these for? - Did someone say you could talk, Pledge? Put 'em on, and sit down. - [Pledge 1] I just don't get what we're doing here. - (sighs) It's all a part of your initiation. Right, guys? - [Group] Yeah! - Flashlights. - Let's go! - Go! - It was one year ago tonight. - Dude, all we can see is your chin. (group laughing) - Shut the hell up, guys. It was exactly one year ago tonight that Samantha Harris leapt to her death from the banister of 825 Veranda Place. - [Group] Ooh.

- Since then the house and all of this contents have become property of the bank until now. Sigma Beta Phi has been told that Samantha's late husband who died exactly two years ago today collected a lot of weird %*#⚫️. Your guys' job is to go inside and get one of the late Mr. Harris's freaky trinkets. A little trophy for your Sigma bros. (laughing) - [Group] Siggy Pi, siggy Pi, siggy- - Wait, you want us to break in and- - Silence maggot. Don't look at me. - Nobody's breaking in. Here's the code to the lockbox. -

How did you- - Do not question your pledge master. - [Dude] Thanks, Mom. (group laughing) - And be sure to put the key back in the lockbox. - What are you waiting for, ladies? Get your asses in there! Come on, let's go, let's go, come on! Hey, hurry, we don't got all night. Let's go. (Driver and Passenger laughing) Nice one, Bubbles. (laughs) (dog barking) (lock clicking) - Hurry up. (key clicking) (door creaking) (ominous music) (door bangs) What are you doing? Leave that open. - And let the whole block know that somebody in here. (flashlights clicking)

(hand taps) - Oh, God, seriously. - They're just trying to freak us out. Just use your cellphone. (ominous music) (floor scraping) (cat yowling) (sinister dramatic music) - Holy %*#⚫️! How did that get in here? - Come on, let's grab some piece of junk, and get the hell out of here. (ominous music) - Wow, freaky %*#⚫️ for sure. (suspenseful music) - It's too big. (toy clicking) (gentle music) (suspenseful music) - Get out of my house. Get out of my house. Get out of my house. Get out of my house! (screaming) - [Pledge 1] Go! (car engine

revving) - Go, go, go! - What? - What the? - [Pledge 1] Hey, guys come on! - This is not funny. - Please come back. - [Pledge 2] You suck! Guys! - And stay out. (upbeat suspenseful music) (door bangs) Let's see. This one. (window bangs) - [Leslie] Sarah! Sarah! It's dinner time, let's go. Come on, girl. - Uh-oh. I'm here. Just coming down the stairs. What's for dinner? - Mom's experimenting again. We're gonna need salt. - Kat, you staying for dinner? - I'm here for the week. Mom and Dad- - Ah, that's right, this is

cruise week. Hey, Sarah, make a place for your bestie. - Bestie? - She's my bestie too. Look Kat, you're even in this month's family photo. - [Leslie] Dum, da, dun, dun, da! - That is disgusting. - This I'll have you know is Norwegian tofu Marsala. - It looks like roadkill. (Sarah laughs) - Can I just have pizza? - Eat it. Eat it. - You eat it. - Okay, I will. Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm. (Leslie groaning) (Leslie spitting) - Yes. - I knew it. - Pizza. - [Sarah and Kat] Pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza,

pizza. - Yes. Hot or cold? - Cold. - Hot or cold? - Heated of course, heathens. - Try not to screw that one up, Mom. - Funny. I can't believe you guys eat your pizza cold. You're just like Norm. (tense foreboding music) - No, we're not. - We're not anything that, that. - %*#. - Okay, okay, I'm sorry. (insects chirping) - It's been a long year, Sam. It's gotten worse. I hope you're at peace, and I'm not. Need to figure this out before they level this place. (woman vocalizing) (ominous music) - I'm done. - Whoa,

whoa, wait. Sit down. Tell me somethin' about your day. (Sarah groans) One thing. - Okay, today we had a stupid pop quiz in chemistry and I nailed it. (hands clap) - You too, Kat. - I lead a student protest. - Against? - Unhealthy school lunches. - Okay, okay, Sarah. - Today I found a dead lizard, and here you go. - God, Sarah, are you obsessed with death or something? - [Kat] Cool. - Okay, put it in this pizza box. You can bury it later. - With the thousand other dead things you've collected. - Shut up,

Amanda. - Okay, okay, my turn to tell about my day. I found out the bank is finally tearing down the abandoned Harris house. - What? - Yeah, I hear they're gonna build a nice new home and that should really raise the value of our place. - [Amanda] When? - [Leslie] I think bulldozers roll as soon as tomorrow. - Uh, I gotta go. I got homework. (ominous music) - [Samantha] Why is everything paranormal to you? - Spiritual. And I'm just asking has anything around the house moved like by itself? - No, well maybe, I don't know.

- You may have a visitant, a third order spirit of the sixth or seventh class. You want me to come over? - What so you can freak me out some more? No, thank you. Love you. - [Maya] Love you more. (keys clicking) (ominous music) - Sixth class third order. (keys clicking) (heavy metal music) (muffled singing) (ominous music) (suspenseful music) (ominous music) (insects chirping) - Where's Sarah? - Mom. - What? - You are so oblivious. - Where's Sarah? - Probably snuck out again. - What? - Mom, I thought you knew. It's not like she's been hiding

all of that stuff in her room. You need to go get her out of there before she gets into trouble or something. - Where? The Harris house. (ominous music) - [Maya] Okay, I'm coming right over, but uh, first here's what you need to do. Go into that carpetbag, and grab a baggy of white sage. And while I'm on my way You're gonna have to do a little smudging. - [Samantha] Smudging. - [Maya] Yeah, it's like what you do with incense sticks, and you just put all the leaves in a bowl, and you light it, and

then give your place a good smoke cleansing. Oh, and may it bang around a little, kinda like a temper tantrum but that's a good thing, it means it's working. (glass cracking) (ominous music) (window bangs) (upbeat suspenseful music) (suspenseful music) - What are you doing here? (Sarah and Leslie screaming) - Please take your daughter and leave. See that she stays away. (Dark Man growls) (Maya groaning) (Dark Man growls) (Maya crying) (Dark Man growls) (Maya groans) (Maya crying) (Maya screaming) (skin thrashing) Go! (Sarah screaming) Run away! (sinister dramatic music) (ominous music) - I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm

so sorry. (air whooshing) (group chanting) - Mom, I wasn't stealing, I was rescuing those things. They were all gonna go in the dumpster anyways. - You don't know that. (phone buzzing) - Ms. Leslie, it's, it's Norm. - What part of restraining order don't you get? - Sarah. - Wait, Sarah! - No, Amanda. And Sarah's calling the cops right now. - Wait, wait. - Bye. - I. - Tool. - Amanda, please. You never answer it, that just provokes him. - Oh. - We're sorry, Mom. - Not really though. - (sighs) All right, you guys, I'm gonna

take a little nap And try to sleep off whatever this is. (door banging) (suspenseful music) - %*#⚫️. Hey, Ms. Patty. - Hi, Amanda. Girls, have any of you've seen Mr. Dinkels? He didn't come home for supper. - No, haven't seen any cats lately. Definitely not. - I'll go look for him. - Me too, bye. - [Leslie] Amanda, make sure your sister Stays away from that house. - That kitty's going back on a leash. - [Leslie] (sighs) Come on in, Ms. Patty. - Oh my, are you all right? - It's not a big deal, it's just

a little nose bleed. - I can see that. You're leaking a little bit. - Oh, damn. - [Patty] Oh, Leslie. - I'm okay, Ms. Patty. You don't have to hold my arm. - What's that, dear? (suspenseful music) (Leslie gasps) You know what, darling? We're gonna get you to bed. (Leslie sighs) Ask me this is all about stress, deadbeat ex-husband who flew the coop, creepy stalker boyfriend who won't fly the coop, teenage girls, we all know about that, don't we? We used to be teenage girls once, weren't we? - That was a long time ago. -

Tell me about it. You know I still have my high school pom poms in a box somewhere. Oh, you poor thing, get some rest. - [Sarah] Hey, Ms. Patty, we found your cat! - [Amanda] Mr. Dinkels. - [Sarah] Yeah, we found Mr. Dinkel. (Leslie gasps) (suspenseful music) (Dark Man whooshing) (Dark Man grunting) (girl screaming) - Not right, not you. Them! - No, no. (crying) (Leslie gasps) - [Amanda] Mom. - [Leslie] Well, well, that was weird. What's going on? - You were having a nightmare. - Oh, honey, you know I never remember my dreams. Did you

find Mr. Dinkels? - Yeah. - [Leslie] Kat and Sarah? - Kat's here, Sarah's in her room. Mom, she's in her room. (upbeat suspenseful music) (tires screeching) (car door bangs) (ominous music) - I wouldn't do that if I were you. I've already called the cops. - You're messing with the wrong guy, lady. - [Patty] Yes, officer, he's standing in their front yard right now. - You'll pay for this, %*#. - Yes, sir, that's him threatening me. That's right, Norman Becker. With a B not a P. Would you like his license number? (upbeat suspenseful music) (electricity buzzing)

(ominous music) - Oh, man, you guys have got to see this. Come on! Okay, now watch this. Watch this. - You need to get rid of these. - [Sarah] No, listen. (robot whirring) - Leslie, Leslie, Leslie. - Isn't that cool? He's saying your name. - [Amanda] That is creepy, Sarah. Mom, it's one of those toys that you talk into and it records your voice. - I don't know how you did that, but it is cool, and creepy. Anyone for some ice cream? - [Amanda] Kat, ice cream. Kat. (robot whirring) (suspenseful music) (toy clicks) (gentle music)

- Leslie, Leslie, Leslie, Leslie, Leslie, Leslie, Leslie, Leslie, Leslie. - Sarah, come get some dessert. - Here's some stuff from the Harris house I don't want. - You have to return everything, brat. You don't get to decide. - Don't clutter the counter. Put that stuff in my purse, and I'll go through it later. - Mom, you're not going to let her keep- - This place is haunted you know. - [Leslie] Toys off the table please. - Shut up little girl. You're such a freak. - It is haunted, I'll prove it to you. - Settle down.

Nothing's haunted, no one is a freak. - Aren't you guy related to the Salem witches or something? - Yeah. - No, we're just related to poor peanut farmers from Georgia. - Mom, so that's why you can't find a real boyfriend. - I don't know what you're talking about, I'm prudy. - Can I have a beer, Momma? - I got your cigarettes. (group laughing) - Ooh, Mom, now don't get mad, let me put this up there, he's moving. - Honey, I think that's a resin figure, they don't move. - Oh, it moves, watch. - I got

nothing. - Ooh, I know, they all like to say Mom's name, so Leslie, concentrate really hard on this and watch it move. - Seriously? - Okay, I'm gonna give it my all. Okay, ghost, let's move this thing. (suspenseful music) (sinister dramatic music) Sorry, honey. (water splashing) (Leslie scoffing) Come on. (water splashing) (ominous music) What the? (water splashing) (steam hissing) Ow! - Mom, my shower doesn't work. - Yeah, we're having a plumbing situation. Can you hand me that bigger towel? - Can't you turn it off? It's steaming up everything. - I'm trying to kid. You be

careful, it's really, really hot. - I can't see a thing. (towel swiping) (Sarah screams) - Mom, my room is so hot. - Okay, we kinda have our hands full here, girls, so tomorrow I'm gonna call a plumber and whoever else. Come on, let's go. - Hey um,, Ms. Leslie, your bedroom is freezing cold. - This is weird. Let's just go to bed. (ceiling banging) (suspenseful music) I'm sure it's just the pipes, or a squirrel in the wall. Girls, let's go back to bed. - Shh. (wall thuds) (group screaming) (upbeat suspenseful music) - Seriously. - We're

here to help. - Um, you need us for warmth. - (chuckles) Okay. - Just for tonight till I get the plumbing fixed. - And the air conditioning. - And you gotta fix the shower. - That's still a plumber, sweetie. (group sighs) (suspenseful music) (sinister dramatic music) - We killed them. (footsteps tapping) (ominous music) (woman vocalizing) (suspenseful music) (door bangs) - [Leslie] Girls. Girls. - What? What are you doing? - Who is it? - My mom standing in the hall trying to freak us out. - [Kat] Okay. (quirky music) (birds chirping) (door bell rings) - [Leslie]

Hello, are you here for the plumbing, the air conditioning, or pest control? - [Group] Yes. - Pest control too? - Absolutely. We do phone and Wi-Fi as well. - Yep, uh-huh. - Is your cable out? - Uh, no, internet's fine. Um, Amanda, if you could show the plumber. - Jose. - Jose, to the master bathroom. And Kat, can you show. - Josb. (laughs) I'm messing with you. That's a little plumber humor. That's Mike. - Mike, upstairs to the air conditioner. - Oh, I'm Marco. - Leslie. - Great. Um, can you show me where the. -

Sounds in the wall. - Over here. - Great. Now those sounds are probably just burglars. - I don't think so. - Well, we do home security as well. - Really? - Oh, yeah, we'll check your smoke detectors too. - Really? - Oh, yeah, you need a DJ? We do birthday parties, quinceaneras, funerals, whatever you need. - Really? - Really. - That's it. Careful, don't, it's gonna shoot out. - Eh, eh, this is the cold water. - I know, but the- - This is the hot water, and it's heating up slowly, that's normal. - Mom! Nice

and cool now. - The whole house was very hot, like a sauna expect Ms. Leslie's room. - That, that's weird. - Some would say creepy. - Let's go see the master bed. - [Kat] Back downstairs. - [Amanda] Mom! - I'll be right there! - Here, it was right about here where we heard the sounds. - Here, okay. Hang on, shh. Grab my Audio2,000. Works like a charm. Yeah, no, I'm not hearing anything. - (scoffs) We all heard it. - Well, where did the sound originate? (quirky music) - [Amanda] Mom! - Okay. - Coming through. -

Move. (Marco speaks foreign language) (Mike speaks foreign language) - Tell her Mom. Oh. - What is it? - We got nothing, no hot water. - No ghosts. (head thuds) - No what? - Nothing. - [Jose] Well, I did find a bit of buildup in your trap. - Huh? - The U pipe. (ominous music) - Ew, Mom. - That's not me. Amanda, why don't you go upstairs and check on Mr. Marco. These pipes were fine yesterday. It's like we've been pranked or something. (ominous music) Is that skin on the end of the hair? - Yeah, that

is definitely a piece of somebody's scalp. - Like someone's hair was ripped right out of their head. (wall bangs) (electricity buzzing) (pipes rattling) (handle squeaking) (water bubbling) - What? - Ha. - Ew, eh. (liquid splashing) (bug chattering) (Jose and Sarah screaming) (body thuds) - [Sarah] Oh, Mom, that was so cool. I think it crawled back into the drain. (Jose groaning) If I catch it can I keep it? - Sarah, focus. Hold this towel on the back of his head. I'm gonna grab some iodine upstairs. (Jose groaning) - Bedroom looks fine. The closet seems okay. Electrical

surge. (electricity buzzing) Marco, you messing with the breakers? - No! - See if you can find Band-Aids in the guest bathroom? - Wait, wait! Hold on. (electricity buzzing) (wall cracking) (wall thudding) (Marco yells) No, no, no! (group yelling) (group chattering) Oh my God! (group yelling) - It's the Devil, it's the devil don't go in there! - What in the world? (car engine revving) (tires screeching) Hello. Leslie? Girls? Are you okay? Hello. (lamp shattering) (cat yowling) Mr. Dinkels. Mr. Dinkels, Mr. Dinkels! (glass shattering) (fan whirring) What the hell? (TV buzzing) - Come on, let's go! Ms.

Patty, are you okay? I'm sorry. - [Patty] Mr. Dinkels. - Where? - I'll go get him. You get outside. (house creaking) (Patty screaming) (dresser thuds) - Mommy, come on. Come on! - Where's Sarah? - Oh, my God. - Mom! Mom! I got out the back door, but I can't find the cat. Where's Ms. Patty? - Are you kidding me? - Oh, my God, she's in there. - [Sarah and Kat] Don't do it! - I have to, that poor woman has got to get out of there. - Mom, no. (Mr. Dinkels meowing) (TV chattering) (suspenseful music)

- Well, that was something. - [Leslie] Ms. Patty, are you okay? - Yes, I believe I am. - Okay, good. Let's go, girls, we're out of here. (ominous music) I really wanna thank you for letting us stay here again on such short notice. I mean I didn't know what else to do. - So freaky, the whole place just started falling apart around us. - It's haunted. A lady named Samantha. - [Leslie] Anyway Victor, I can't thank you enough. I hate so much to impose but until I can figure out what's going on with that house.

- Oh, honey, please. Ziggy, and Marley, and I love having you here, don't we? I just wish you'd visit us when it's not an emergency. The last time you were here was over a year ago when you tried to break up with your cretin of a so-called boyfriend. - I still can't believe I ever let him move in. What was I thinking? - Oh, Mom, please thinking had nothing to do with it. - Amanda. - I'm just saying it was temporary insanity or something. - That Norm guy sounds like a classic abuser. - Coercer, reprobate,

libertine. - What's libertine? - Look it up child. But if it wasn't for that beast of a would be step-daddy I would never have represented your mother for that restraining order. - And Victor wouldn't have in turn hired me. - Best paralegal ever. (hands slap) - I better text my parents I'm staying at Mr. Victor's now. - Ooh, Kat, I think I better do that. - Leslie darling, here's my computer. - (sighs) I left the house in such a rush I left my laptop, my clothes, my everything. - Here's mine, work in the breakfast nook.

You know my password. Oh, the files I'd like you to look at are right here. It's another stalker boyfriend case. - No problem. - Ah, but this time we need to do a little bit more research on death by erotic asphyxiation. - What rotted fixation? - Ooh, more words to look up. Ah, thank you, my dear. Now there are extra t-shirts, dashikis, and whatnots In the dryer that you can wear around the house. And pillows, towels, blankets, and things, you know where everything is. - Mom, can I sleep in the hookup room? - It's a

hookah room, and no, you and all the girls are gonna sleep in the guest room. Thanks again for letting us stay. - No more thank yous, you're making me blush. - Mr. Victor's going to visit his mother. - And Zig and Mar off to the doggy spa. - Are you sure? We would love to have them. - Nonsense, it's all been booked. Besides the boys love it there. You know my Momma Rosie will be 98 next week. - That is wonderful. Is she still feisty? - Huh, you know I'm taking her on a cruise. All

she wants me to do is to set her up with some of the stewards. Well, I told her, "Get in line, girl." (Leslie laughs) Ah, but we have fun, but I'll miss my pups. (ominous music) Where I my? Marley, Ziggy, what's gotten into you? - Mom! - Honey, are you all right? - I'm fine, I'm fine, long day. Yes, a little nap in this comfy chair is a good idea. (fingers snap) We're fine. Please tell Rosie hello from me. - Well, I'm off to see mommy dearest. Girls, look after your mom, I'll see you in

a few days. Come on my little Rastas. Let's give these ladies some rest. Ziggy, Marley, come on, let's go. It's off to the doggy spa. - [Dark Man] Let me in. Let me in. Let me in. (lighter clicks) (ominous music) - Let me in. (door knocking) Let me in! Let me in! Honey, why would you lock me? Go to your room now. - [Norm] You're late. - I'm sorry, I had to drop the book to Judy. - You asked to go to the drugstore to pick a prescription. I should of gone myself, what was I

thinking? You lied to me. - I didn't, I didn't. - Shut up and listen to me! What are you wearing? I didn't pick that out for you. You %*#, who is he? Huh? (Leslie gasps) - What are you taking about? - You just like to parade around like a %*# in front of your children. Where's Amanda? - Next door at Kat's house. - Stupid, stupid, idiot. - What are you doing to my mom? Get away from here. (Norm grunting) (Amanda groaning) - You little. (Sarah yells) Mommy. Mom. (Leslie gasping) - Amanda, oh my God, that

was too much. Why are you dressed for bed? - Mom, I think it's happening again. (chair scraping) - [Sarah] Oh, yeah. (giggles) - Ms. Leslie, what this, what this. This is so crazy. We're not doing this, I promise. Are you ready, are you ready? - Da, nah, nah. (giggles) - Oh, my God. Okay, there's an obvious explanation for this. Amanda, help me out of my chair. (sinister dramatic music) (ominous music) (group chanting) Here use a clean tissue and hold it there. I think the bleeding's stopped, but just hold it there. I'm gonna see if there's

a walk-in clinic close by. - Mom, I'm fine, probably just got the same bug as you. - Girls your age don't just get nose bleeds. - Uh, yeah, they do. - No, I think they don't. - Shut up, and just listen to me! (ominous music) I'm sorry, Mommy. I'm fine, I'm really fine. - Maybe we all just need a good night's rest. - Can we all sleep together again? - You three can, I've got some work to do for Victor. You guys can use the guest room. - Okay. - Come on, let's go. (door rattling)

(ominous music) - What the? - [Patty] They moved out. - Where are they? - I don't know. Stop, I'll call the police again. (Patty screams) - Not this time. I didn't much care for their visit this morning. And one more time, where are they? Gay boy boss man's again, huh? - I honestly don't know. (crying) (head thuds) (glass shattering) (picture thuds) (clock ticking) (bell ringing) - I don't know, I guess I am. Uh-huh, yes, 16. I think. She's my sister. That's my mother. Yes. He's name is Adam. Yes, I do. You aren't Adam. No. No.

You aren't. No. Ow! No! What are you doing? - You were dreaming. - Oh, God, there was a man standing at the edge of the bed talking to me. He, he was trying to convince me he was somebody else. I didn't believe him, he got angry, and I dreamt that he, he bite me. - Yeah, who's Adam? - How do you know about, are you reading my texts you little creep? (screams) Mom! - [Sarah] Mom! - [Leslie] What is it? Oh, Amanda, how did this happen? - [Amanda] I don't know, I don't know. - [Leslie]

Come to the bathroom. Kathy, get me a towel from the closet. - [Sarah] It's gotta be a ghost, Mom. - [Leslie] Sarah, please. Maybe you bit yourself. That can happen. - Now hold still. - Ow! It hurts, Mom. Ow! (insects chirping) - [Leslie] Kat, sweetie, what are you doing up? - Couldn't sleep. - Oh, me neither. Is Amanda still sleeping? (suspenseful music) No. Where is she? Amanda. (switch clicks) Amanda. (door bangs) Check the laundry room and the garage. Look outside for your sister. Go! Amanda. Amanda. Amanda. Amanda, you okay? - Leave us alone! - Oh,

sweetie. - I threw up. - I know, honey. Let's get you out of this. - Mom, I'm fine. - You found her. - Gross. What's that smell? - Oh, Sarah, Kat, both of you wait in the family room, okay. - Let's go. - Here's a towel. I'll look for some Epsom salts or something. - I think I had too many egg rolls. - You were sleepwalking, baby, not for the first time. I once found you asleep on the front porch. Damn, Victor, all you have are loofahs, candles, and bubble bath. Well, use this. When you

get dressed we're going to the clinic. - Mom, please, don't overreact. - What if you have a virus? He doesn't even have asprin here. - Mom, please I'm not in any real pain, and I don't even have a fever. - You don't know that. Listen, will you be okay here for a few minutes while I run to the drugstore to get a few things like a thermometer? I'll be right back okay. - Of course. - Amanda okay? - Yeah, I think so. - Smelled. - Yeah. Listen, I'm gonna zip over to the drugstore. Be back

in a few. - Mom! Buy me some gum. - Yes, gum, please. - Watch Amanda. (car engine revving) (water bubbling) (gentle suspenseful music) - No, no. I won't. No. - Thank you. (suspenseful music) - Amanda. Amanda. - Excuse me, can I help you? - Look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to scare you like this, I didn't mean to. I just need you to hold my hand. Just hold my hand just for a second. - You're the woman from the Harris house. Are you okay? - Yeah, it's all my fault. I'm ready to take it back. I

just need you to hold my hand. - It's okay. Look you're in no shape to drive. I'd be happy to drive you to see- - Just hold my hand! (ominous music) (sinister dramatic music) Oh my God, did you pass it on to one of your daughters? - I don't know what you mean? Amanda. (sinister dramatic music) - [Sarah] Amanda! - [Kat] Amanda! (suspenseful music) (ominous music) - [Sarah] Amanda! - Amanda! (bubbles fizzing) - You know this all sounds ridiculous. - Look, I know, I know. It's all my fault. If I'd just been a better friend,

Gotten to Samantha earlier. - Samantha Harris? I don't understand. - She was my best friend on earth. - But how could you of known she was going to kill herself? - What %*#e? That's what everybody thinks I know, but no, Sam didn't kill herself. (screen whooshes) It killed her, I know it. She was dying, and it leapt to me, and I fought against it. It punished me. (ghost whooshing) One time I knocked it out of my body, but it just leapt back in. (Dark Man growling) (skin thrashing) Out of its host it can't last long.

- Oh, my God. - That's when I knew that the spirit was connected to me wherever I went. I avoided contact with other people, wore gloves 24/7 as it apparently transfers through hand-to-hand contact. And I kept returning to the house because I felt something about it could give me an answer. But it did not like what I was doing. If you fight it, don't give it what it wants, it gets violent. (suspenseful music) (Amanda gasping) - Mom! Mommy! - Amanda, what are you doing in there? - Come on, Amanda, open up. - [Sarah] Amanda. -

Kat! Sarah! Keep knocking! Kat! - Amanda! - [Amanda] Sarah! - [Sarah] Amanda! (Dark Man growls) (Amanda screams) - You're saying it leapt from Samantha to you and then from you to me. - And now it must of moved on to your daughter. - That's just crazy. What is going on? - Someone's in the bathroom attacking Amanda. - [Leslie] Amanda! (door bangs) - Okay, together, ready? One, two, three. (door bangs) (ominous music) - Oh, my God. - Don't touch her hand. Here use these to wrap her and protect yourself. (Dark Man growling) (electricity buzzing) (insects chirping)

- Thanks for staying with her, Kat. You're a good friend. - Besties. - Here you go. - Thanks. - I still think we should call the police or something. - (laughs) I'm sorry, I just, I've been a student of this for a long time and as much as people are intrigued they have low tolerance for truly believing. You show the police your kid with bruises all over her and no logical explanation you'll have DCF all over you. - DCF, DCF, don't call the police. - It's okay, honey. It's okay. This is crazy. - She seems

a little better. She's got a little color back in her cheeks. - Well, that reminds me the least I can do is take her temperature. - [Maya] Okay, but don't touch here. Here use this. - This is ridiculous. - Humor me. - Fine. (dramatic music) - Where'd you get his? - Oh, I don't know, I think Sarah gave it to me. - Why? - Because I have one just like it. I remember because it seemed weird at the time. This lady gave it to me at Sam's funeral, and I actually added her to my phone.

She seemed strange though. Later she stood next to me at the grave site. - Sorry, did you know her well? - Yes, very. You? - Not at all. I only met her once, the very day she died. She, she read my fortune. My fortune. She saved my life. She deserved better, you know? You got a, some. (suspenseful music) - Thanks. - [Lee] Oh, my God. - It's not like you're sitting in a graveyard or something. Well, a phantom or a wraith probably just attached itself to you. Wait, you didn't purposely invite any spirits did you?

- Well, there was this lady today and I helped her release a supposed entity that supposedly was haunting her. - What? It was her, this Lee person gave it to Sam at stupid carny seance. Sam didn't even believe in any of this. "A gig's a gig," she'd say. - 99. - Excuse me, I'm gonna leave a voice message. (ominous music) Yes, this is Maya Thompson. I'd like to make an appointment with Ms. Lee Barnes as soon as possible. Regarding a home sale at 1010 South Shore Lane. - I need a shower. - Hey, good morning.

- [Leslie] Good morning. - Wow, I haven't been sleeping this well since, hey, I managed to get an appointment with Ms. Lee Barnes, should be here anytime now. - Wait, hold on. If this, this it of yours Really is like a leaping virus kind of thing then all I have to do is hold her hand. - Please don't do that. - You did it to me. (sinister dramatic music) (Leslie groaning) - I think it's just a first degree burn. Do you have any sunburn lotion or anything. - Doubtful, I've searched the cabinets there's plenty of

bath beads and soap but not much of anything else. (sighs) I'll be okay. And Amanda's hand is fine, but how? - Whatever this thing is it chooses whether or not to transfer. It's selfish, the ultimate control freak. It uses its host for its own purposes. The more innocent and easily manipulated the better. - We have got to get that thing out of my child. - We will. - Now the best way to do that is to figure out what the hell we're dealing with. - How do we do that? - Look I'm working on it.

Do you have a computer I can borrow? - Sure, well Victor's. - Well, let's see what we can do. (door knocking) (door bell ringing) Well, that would be Ms. Lee Barnes. This should be interesting. - [Leslie] Ms. Barnes? - Yes, you requested a real estate agent for the sale of your home. - [Leslie] Come in. (ominous music) - What? - Hi. Remember me? - I don't think so. What's going on? - Samantha Harris's funeral almost exactly a year ago. You helped me. - I don't understand. - No, we don't understand, and you're gonna help us

out. (electricity buzzing) - I'm sorry, how is your daughter? - I really don't know. - Ms. Barnes, you need to tell us what you know. You were one of the last people to see Samantha alive, you told me so yourself. I think you were infected like me. Samantha was an actress, she played a fortune teller at Old Time Fun Town. (ominous music) - It was a cruel coincidence what, what led me to her, I don't know. Samantha, your friend. (screen whooshes) - Please have a seat. - Lee, Lee Carter Barnes, Barnes Realty. You just have

to help me. - You no longer have to torment this member of the living. Please find your way home. Please find your way home. (sinister dramatic music) - I'm sorry but that thing will badger, harass, threaten, and harm you until you bend to its will. It's evil, it's evil, I know it's evil. - Ms. Barnes. - That young lady, your friend found out that it was me, That I was to blame. - Come on, Lee, it's obviously been a very hard year for you. You've had trouble dealing with this, why else would come see a

fortune teller today? - [Lee] How did you know, how did you know I? - Feeling guilty on the anniversary of my husband's death. - [Lee] Oh, my God, you're the fortune teller. - Ms. Barnes, Ms. Barnes. Lee. Stay with us, Lee, it's not your fault. Now where did you first encounter the spirit? - Through your friend's husband. - What? - Samantha was married to a man. - Steven. - Who was in a terrible car accident. (suspenseful music) I saw his car plow into that tree. I called the police but I knew he was dying, so

I went to comfort him. And that's when it happened. (sinister dramatic music) I didn't know what was going on but I do now. Thank you for the coffee. - Lee, please help us. What I know is that Steven was on his way home from a trip to Louisiana. Steven would go to the New Orleans art festival every year and always brought something creepy back. (screen whooshes) He loved going there because his hobby was collecting oddities, the weirder the better. - [Lee] Like scary masks? - How'd you know that? - I don't know, I seem to

recall he had one in his car that night. I saw it on the floor boards. It seemed strange but with everything else it was. - Wait, Sam showed me that thing. It's a 19th century death mask. It was part of Steven's what-do-you-call-it? Personal effects, that the police turned over to her. It's gotta be why I felt the need to keep coming back to the house was to find the- - Death mask. - Yeah. - Let's see death masks. See death masks are plaster casts of the deceased kept as mementos or references for a painting or

for making a bust. - I thought people did that when they were alive. - Yeah, sometimes, which is why those are called life masks. But most were done after they died. You can tell they're dead by how sunk in their eyes are, how gaping the mouth is, or how much hair remains in the plaster after it was pulled off the person's face. - That is horrific. - What's horrific? - Sarah, this is not appropriate for you. - Please have you seen the movies you let me watch? - Sometimes they shaved off the deceased hair and

added it to the mask. - Okay. Can I check on Amanda? - That's a good idea. Wait, no, no, do not touch her! She's every contagious. Go on back to the guest room and get some more sleep. - Maybe we need an exorcism. - (scoffs) Hell no. Sorry, but this has got nothing to do with religion really. No, this is a spirit that attaches itself to you like a leech, and wants to control, and manipulate you. - [Leslie] I know the type. Jeez, I freed myself from one and in comes another. - I really think

the answers in the mask. - [Leslie] I, I don't understand. - Amanda. - Think about it, when you do a seance it's much more effective If you have the deceased's ashes or hair brush rather than a favorite brooch or toy. You need that connection, that DNA. So how much more powerful will that tether- - Amanda. - Between the living and the dead be. With a mask- - Amanda. - [Maya] That has sweat, and skin cells, and hair, and mucus. - [Leslie] Okay, okay, we get it. - [Maya] Sorry, but all these threads keep leading us

back to that mask. I don't suppose you know where the mask is. - [Leslie] Probably in Sarah's room. (Amanda whooshes) (sinister dramatic music) (ominous music) (group chanting) - Okay, I've got your number. Thanks for dropping me back at the pharmacy. - Are you okay to drive to my house from there? - Yeah, I'm feeling much better. - The door may already be open, but that key opens the front and the back. - The mask is somewhere in Sarah's room. Shouldn't be hard to find. - Okay, girls, gloves anytime you're near Sarah. I'll call you. -

Good. - Maya, Lee, thank you. Sorry to bring you into this nightmare. (suspenseful music) (door bangs) - Bite me, you %*#! (sinister dramatic music) I'll be back with a boat load of sage and a friend I think can help. (ominous music) (group chanting) (sinister dramatic music) (group chanting) (group chanting) (woman vocalizing) (wagon rattling) (birds chirping) (ominous music) - Hey! Kids, beat it! (Norm laughs) (door rattling) (suspenseful music) (curtain ripping) - Thanks for coming with me. - Don't thank me, I'm just trying to do the right thing I guess. Didn't think you should go it alone.

- It's not the house that's the problem, you know that. (ominous music) (door knob rattling) (birds chirping) - Damn, people are stupid. (ominous music) (light switch clicking) - Looks like we should of brought a flashlight. - [Maya] Wonder which room Sarah's is. (suspenseful music) - Psst, Sarah, was that you? You're coming with me, little girl. Maybe I'll come back later for that sister of yours and that %*# Mom can go straight to- (foot thuds) (Norm yelling) (suspenseful music) Oh God. (Norm groaning) (statue thuds) (Norm groaning) (statue thuds) (dramatic music) - Yes, you, just you. (birds

chirping) - The sun's going down but, well, this should help. (Lee gasps) - [Maya] No. (dramatic music) Wow, that's creepy. (light bulb pops) (Sarah chattering) - Ms. Leslie. (suspenseful music) (Sarah chattering) - Where's Sarah? (Sarah chattering) - [Sarah] Rise the court jester doll. Rise umbrella, nearly fall. Wrench to move from curtain's side. Turn the page of servant's book. (suspenseful music) (neck cracks) (objects thudding) (door rattling) (sinister dramatic music) (camera snapping) - This isn't just a death mask this is somebody famous or infamous. Look up S.K. Duffy. Actually look up Child Bride Killer, that's what he

was known as. - Yes, S.K. Duffy, executed at Louisiana State Penitentiary May 17th, 1889, a deviant and bigamist with a penchant for child brides, who he abused mentally and physically, often biting his victims as a means to violently control and punish them. (ominous music) (door handle rattling) (door banging) - Mom. - Sarah. - [Sarah] Mommy. - Sarah, I'm gonna come out now to help you. I'm gonna open the door, okay, to help you. - [Sarah] I want to, but he'll make me kill you too. (door bangs) (sinister dramatic music) (ominous music) - Oh, Lord, this

man was a monster. It took authorities years to figure out what the doctor was up to. Most of his victims were runaways or transients. Woman and girls who happened into his free medical clinic. He would take in and heal a grateful homeless female then totally control her. He'd quickly declare her his wife and would even perform a bizarre wedding ceremony in his home. He'd have each bride look and dress exactly the same, as far as most folks knew it was the same person. If a man happened to show interest in one of Duffy's wives the

jealous psychopath would find a way to eliminate the suitor. Quite often he'd have new bride slaves clean up the blood and grit left from the last victim before it was her turn to die. (birds chirping) It's estimated the Child Bride Killer must have murdered over two dozen young girls in his house of horrors. - Can you do me another favor? - Of course, I wanna help you take this %*# down. - Good, I need to pick up a friend that might help. Can you head to Leslie's? I'll be right behind you. - What's the plan?

- I don't know, I hoping Griffon will know what to do. (suspenseful music) (phone buzzing) (ominous music) (phone ringing) Come on, Leslie. (phone beeps) (phone buzzes) Call Griffon. - [Operator] Calling Griffon Urbanski. (phone ringing) - [Griffon] Yeah. - I'll be there in two minutes. You have everything? - [Griffon] Uh, yeah, swing around back and pick me up. (ominous music) - Where are your phones? - In the guest room. (glass rattling) (footsteps tapping) - No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no, Sarah, come back here! - Sarah, open the door. - [Leslie] Sarah. - That's a

good girl. - Open the door. Please, open the door. - That's a good girl. Thank you, Doctor. Call me Papa. Yes, Papa. - Is someone in there with her? - No, that's her voice, but she's definitely having a conversation. - Call Leslie. (suspenseful music) (phone buzzing) (glass shattering) (suspenseful music) (sinister dramatic music) - She's destroying our phones. - Amanda and Kat, I need you to get outside, run down the street, and get a neighbor to call 911. - But Maya said to- - We'll explain things. Right now it just not safe. You need to go!

Go! (suspenseful music) (Amanda gasps) (body thuds) (Amanda screaming) (sinister dramatic music) - Amanda. Oh, my God. Don't look at him, baby. Don't look at him. Oh, my God. (door clicks) - Mommy. (woman vocalizing) - Oh, baby girl. Lock yourselves in the master bedroom, don't come out until I till you. (sinister dramatic music) (knife whooshes) (sinister dramatic music) (knife whooshes) (sinister dramatic music) (suspenseful music) (Sarah yelling) (door thuds) (Lee gasps) - What did I do? - It's okay, I'm glad you're here. - [Lee] Maya and her friend will be here as soon as they can. -

My baby girl. - Mom, we've to do something with here until- - I know, I know. - That looks like a dead body. - I know, I know. (somber music) Go check the garage, get something we can brace this door with. - You're gonna lock her in the pantry. - Till we get help we can't let Sarah out, she'll hurt herself. - Come on I'll help you. - It's okay, sweet thing. We'll get you fixed just as soon as we can. Ow! (Sarah screaming) - Where's the light switch? - I don't know, I don't live

here. - Okay. - [Amanda] I can't see a thing. - Listen, Amanda, we're gonna get through this. Maya and I discovered some more about this, oh, whatchamacallit, visitant, and she's bringing some help. They should be here any second. - Found it. (light switch clicks) (garage door rattling) They're here. (dramatic music) - Hey, guys. This is Griffon. - Yo, use this for the pantry. - Oh, my God. - This way. (dramatic music) - Is that a real dead body? - I'm afraid so. We're the worst house guests ever. - Um, maybe you can set up in

the family room over there. - Yeah, cool. - Who the hell is that? - Yes, who? - That's Mom's psycho stalker ex-boyfriend. The thing inside Sarah made her well, (clicks). I'm gonna go tell Kat it's safe to come out now. - I'm sure it was self-defense, and we should call the police and, and explain things. - Yeah, that you have a possessed daughter. - Actually you might come in handy explaining the mess this house is gonna turn into. (pan rattling) (suspenseful music) Okay, so Maya briefed me on the way in. Death mask, old-timey serial killer

spirit in said mask jumps from the mask to this art collector Steven guy to fake psychic. - You forgot real estate agent. - Right, sorry, to real estate agent, to fake psychic, to fake psychic's BFF, to this nice lady here. Griffon. - Leslie. - Griffon. - Sort of a savant that can read minds. - Okay, Griffon, we're in your hands now. - Because the current situation is that the spirit jumped from Leslie to Amanda here. - Hi. - And then from Amanda to her baby sister. - Who's currently locked in the pantry. Okay. (suspenseful music)

- This is the %*# that infected Steven and then me, and well, hell all of us, looking for someone to control and manipulate. - And who better than an innocent. (Dark Man growling) (electricity buzzing) I'm gonna need by backpack. Now before I can do my thing can someone tuck the dead guy's hand under the cloth it's uh, distracting. (ominous music) - [Sarah] Sarah, you know what you need to do. Yes, Papa, kill them. Kill them all. Then we'll be together for- (wrench thuds) (Sarah growling) - Keeping the spirit distracted can help us. (chair rattling) (ominous

music) - No thanks, I'll stand. - Okay, right now it needs to concentrate on the possession of Sarah. If it spends all of its energy moving objects that's less energy it can spend on her, and it needs her. Damn, meant to bring more candles. - Candles? We've got candles. - No crucifix. - No. Did that help you before? - No. - Yeah, no. - What we're dealing with here is a spirit probably 10th class of the third order. - You guys have heard of Spiritism haven't you? Okay, angels right, first order, demons third order, our

guy third order 10th class, it's not good. - Are you sure we don't need a crucifix? - No, but we will need this. (suspenseful music) This death mask contains some of the skin and even some hair follicles of the Child Bride Killer. It was through this mask the spirit was able to avoid crossing over and was able to leap to the first person that held it long enough or even press it up against their own face. - Sounds like something Steven would do. - Then we can destroy the mask. - Yes, preferably by burning it,

right? Where's the fireplace? - Victor doesn't have one. - Would help with resale. - Well, we can't do anything to yet because the spirit is still with Sarah. Obviously we need to get the spirit to leap to the mask and then destroy it. That's definitely gonna work and it's gonna send it off so. - How do we get that thing away from my baby and back in the mask? - I think by getting Sarah to touch the mask. - You think? I touched her and look what happened. - Okay, look I've never encountered a revisiting

entity before okay, so I don't know, but I think that if it comes into contact with its cellular essence, its own biological material if you will, it should leap to it as a reflex. - You think. - Yeah, based on my experience that's what I think. - All right, pretty soon I'll need everybody to glove up. Griffon and I brought plenty. - And once it is transferred I just do a little incantation and that's, you know that's it. - You do a spell. - Yeah, you know like recite a poem, or a hymn, or a

chant, doesn't really matter what you say in my opinion it's more about the you know rhythm, mantra. I usually just recite song lyrics from like Grateful Dead or Phish. (suspenseful music) Okay, guys, let's all, let's all relax, all right. Just get comfortable 'cause we're gonna luminate the home with candlelight and begin saging. - Sage, like incense, it helps cleanse the home. - Ghosts apparently hate it. - Usually with a good smoke cleansing you can get rid of the spirit, but best we can hope for now is that it weakens it. We'll have to disconnect the

smoke alarms. (suspenseful music) - Okay, guys, pull plugs on TVs and table lamps, clear socket connections. - Is he going to cut the power? - No, contrary to popular belief they don't cut power they increase it and that blows bulbs. (sinister dramatic music) (bulbs shattering) Man, it is pissed. Grab any blankets you can find too. Let's go people, come on. (lighter clicking) - Can I have a light? (Dark Man growling) - [Dark Man] (growling) Leslie. - Relax, stay focused. The spirit's going to be slightly upset that we're doing this but won't wanna leave Sarah to

fight us. Just keep going. (air hissing) (suspenseful music) (air hissing) (air hissing) (air hissing) - Here ya go. I'm off to set more candles. - Bug spray? - Yeah, well, rattling the spirit's cage usually brings out cockroaches or spiders from behind the walls for some reason. Just trying to keep them at bay. - Oh, great. - Grab that blanket. (screen whooshes) - Okay, put the sage right here. And yes, blankets right over there. Everybody bring it in. Okay, gloves. Hey, these are mine. Now these blankets are to throw on the kid when we let her

out because she's gonna try to bite, kick, and scratch. You guys pin her down, and then I'm gonna take her arm and force her to touch the mask. The entity should voluntarily leap into the mask and that's when we throw it into the fire. - We still don't have a fireplace. - Right, and that's when we throw it into the oven. - Maybe I should preset the oven too. (mixer whirring) Get the candles. (group chattering) - [Amanda] Mom, mom, please. - [Lee] Seriously what is happening? - [Maya] Calm down, calm down, we got this. -

Why? - Oh, my God, I've never seen it this bad before. - God, what is happening? - Okay, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down. It can't hurt you. It cannot hurt you. Are they all off? (Dark Man laughing) (door handle rattling) %*#⚫️. (Dark Man laughing) Okay, I am sick and tired of your. (pan clangs) (pan rattling) (body thuds) - So much for it can't hurt you. (suspenseful music) (Dark Man growling) (door handle rattling) (bugs chattering) - I can't do it. Where'd they go? (crutch rattling) (crutch clanging) (dramatic sinister music) (door thuds) (group screams)

- Okay, settle down, settle down. Sarah. (Sarah yelling) (suspenseful music) (group screaming) (spray hissing) (Sarah growling) - Don't let her get out. - I don't think she wants us to get out. (ominous music) (Sarah yelling) (group screaming) She's locked us in. (Sarah growling) (Lee screams) (Sarah growling) (Lee yelling) (iron thuds) - No! Sarah, it's me your sister. I wanna help you. Let me help you. (Sarah growling) (Sarah screams) - The mask, the mask, the mask! - I don't have it. Where's the damn mask? - Griffon had it. Get it, get it! (Sarah grunting) - [Sarah]

Mommy, I can't breathe. - I'm sorry, honey, I have to make the bad man go away. - The child is mine! (TV chattering) - I've got the. (mask thuds) (body thuds) Mom! I'm gonna kick your %*#. (Sarah yells) (suspenseful music) (Sarah grunting) (foot thuds) (Sarah growling) (Sarah growling) - Kat, Kat, help! Kat! (Sarah growls) (book thuds) (body thuds) Thanks. - Uh-huh. - Okay, now what we need to do is to get that mask. (suspenseful music) (Sarah grunting) (Kat screams) (head thuds) (ominous music) (toy thuds) (suspenseful music) (Amanda groaning) (wrench thuds) Sarah's just a young girl,

she doesn't know better. Why are you doing this? - 'Cause she obeys me. You pigs need to learn to obey or die. So you die! (dramatic music) (Dark Man screaming) (dramatic music) (mask crackling) (ominous music) - Oven. Okay, um, preheat oven to, screw it. Okay, here we go, um. (microwave beeps) Sarah! Come on, come on, come on. Um, incantation, um, poem, song, um, um. - Go to Hell you ghastly beast. Go to where the demons feast on rotten flesh of each and all. - [Both] Where the damned eternal crawl. (mask growling) Deep below the rotted

earth to the depths of Satan's girth. (mask growling) - Go to Hell you ghastly beast. - [Sarah and Maya] Go to Hell you ghastly beast. - [Group] Go to Hell you ghastly beast, Go to Hell you ghastly beast, go to Hell you ghastly beast, go to Hell you ghastly beast. - Never return, you're damned, deceased (mask splatters) (microwave dings) (mask crackling) (ominous music) (Dark Man growling) (wind whooshing) - Are we dead? (ominous music) (group chanting) (birds chirping) - Let's go! School waits for no kid. - Do I really have to take the bus? Why can't

Amanda drive me? - Because no. - Because she's going the opposite direction. - You drive me, Mom, what have you got to do? - I have research to do. Now go. - [Amanda and Sarah] Bye, Mom. - Bye. - [Amanda and Sarah] Love you. - Love you more. (computer chimes) Saw this documentary on the world's sickest serial killers and your friend was mentioned. (ominous music) - [Narrator] Duffy had a dozen child brides that he had killed but one managed to escape, one that was pregnant with his child and vowed to send the Child Bride Killer

back to Hell. Duffy's only known child seen here in 1901 disappeared into obscurity, And it is not known if the Duffy bloodline ever continued. (woman vocalizing) (sinister dramatic music) - [Leslie] Kat. (suspenseful rock music) (insects chirping) - Robby, do you take Rosie to be your robot bride? (Robby clanging) And Rosie, you take Robbie, right? (Rosie clanging) If you don't like it speak now or forever hold your peace. (ominous music) That's what I thought. Now kissy kiss and off to the reception because now it's time to cut the cake. (sinister dramatic music) (upbeat rock music) ♪

It's been into me ♪ ♪ You've been into me ♪ ♪ In my mind ♪ ♪ You've been taking over my brain lately ♪ ♪ And I've been digging me ♪ ♪ I've been digging me a hole to reside ♪ ♪ You've been taking over my brain lately ♪ ♪ You give a little stare ♪ ♪ With the way you look at me ♪ ♪ I'm standing on the edge of it now ♪ ♪ You look at others like ♪ ♪ Like you never looked at me ♪ ♪ I guess you'll never figure it out

♪ ♪ How do I ♪ ♪ Open up 'cause I'm so cold ♪ ♪ I can barely breathe ♪ ♪ It feels like I'm living in Alaska 34 below ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Well, I'm sorry that you have to share a light ♪ ♪ I'm standing in there baby ♪ ♪ I was sinking ♪ ♪ But now you're my girl and life ♪ ♪ I've gone crazy ♪ ♪ Oh ♪