[music playing]
[buzzing]
Nature calls.
Don't go anywhere.
Well, that was kind of fucked up.
[sizzling]
Nature doesn't only call men.
Shots of her pussy, right?
You're not a pussy, are you?
OK, OK.
Hold up.
I'm seeing two of you right now, and I just
hope to God I nail the right one.
[growling]
Close your eyes for the surprise.
OK, yeah.
My girlfriend is going to be jealous.
Of you or me?
You ready to die for me, lover?
[music playing]
I think you are.
Yeah.
I knew you'd like this.
You like Mardi Gras beads, huh?
You like making girls show you their tits, huh?
Well, I hate these beads.
[crackling]
Another college kids ODs on Mardi Gras.
Typical guy.
Just when things heat up, he's dead to the world.
[music playing]
Did you really dose him?
He'll be fine.
He'll sleep it off and hate himself tomorrow.
It was our first Mardi Gras.
We wanted to...
You wanted to what?
Explore.
Yeah.
Well, that probably shouldn't happen in a shitty motel,
should it?
[music playing]
(SINGING) Run if you dare.
You wont' get away.
I got you in my sights.
Fight if you want to.
You can't resist my calculating mind.
And you know what it takes to free your soul.
Distracted by [inaudible] sacrificing you.
You know, you know, will you go through the deepest
hell in you?
Will you wallow in the deepest darkest you?
Will you [inaudible] to the deepest hell in you?
Will you go through the deepest hell in you?
[music playing]
[cheering]
(SINGING) Salt air on the windows of life.
Lay your evening as the sun starts to rise.
Blue skies on the [inaudible].
Little to remember, but I like to forget.
[cheering]
Hey, ladies.
I got what you need.
[scoffs]
I'm sure you think you do.
[music playing]
[whoosh]
Very nice.
You keep it.
Do you need it?
Do you seek?
Take a picture, dude.
It'll last longer.
How do you know I will seek something?
I see things right out in front of me, in front of my cock.
You dig?
Right.
You can see the future.
Of course.
$25 please.
What?
Then you must be able to see that I don't
have $25 for a chicken foot.
A rabbit foot, maybe.
How about this?
Got $0.25.
Are we good?
Can I get that back?
[music playing]
(SINGING) [inaudible] because I love for my [inaudible] sleeve.
Don't leave.
I'll paint it bad for [inaudible]
[laughter]
You have [inaudible].
[cheering]
Hope, show them your boobs.
OK, OK, OK.
To Hope, who starts her new job at Hooters on Tuesday.
Very funny, Benay.
It's a coffeehouse, and I'm a barista, not a bar maid.
Tragic underuse of assets.
Best job on campus, and you know it.
Took me a year to get it.
Here, here ladies.
OK.
1, 2, 3.
Ah, Benay!
[inaudible] tequila.
Always.
OK.
My nomination who gets to buy our next round
goes to those that want to be macho men over there.
I think the blue shirt has a superpower.
It's sucking golf balls through a garden hose.
[laughter]
Ladies, ladies, listen.
Listen.
We're in a weird place, so remember the 60-second rule.
If anyone is out of sight for more than a minute, even
in the bathroom, we go get her.
The bathroom?
But that's Hope's favorite place to do it.
That was only once, and I was certainly wasted.
Once?
OK, twice.
But the second time doesn't count, because that lifeguard
was too drunk to get it up.
Look, I'm dead serious.
Girls going missing at Mardi Gras all the time.
We need to watch out for one another.
That's all I'm saying.
We need to get this chick an easy.
Yeah.
That will happen about two...
oh yeah, never.
[laughter]
Game on, ladies.
Get ready for our next free round.
Oh, he looks like a total douche to me.
They all look like total douches to you.
Tina, I'll give you the rebound if there is one, but don't
hold your breath.
Well, are you going to buy me a drink or just stare at me?
Well, I was hoping I could do both, if that's OK with you.
Whiskey.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
That's for amateurs.
Sazerac, two.
I don't get it.
She always gets the hot ones.
It's an ancient college secret, Katie.
Hope's a slut.
[music playing]
So what kind of name is Gar, anyway?
Well it's sure for Gargol.
See, my family's originally from Normandy,
but we've been here in royal New Orleans
for a very long, long time.
New Orleans doesn't look very royal to me, at least not
what I've seen of it.
Well, you just haven't seen the right parts.
Well, maybe you should show me the right parts.
[giggling]
Excuse me.
Hey, back at the hotel, I have a three-story five-alarm beer
bong that's trashed, like, a half dozen chicks, like,
completely laid waste.
You interested?
That sounds tempting.
Look, I'm not, like, steaming on you or anything.
What's steaming?
Never mind.
Just, where are you girls from?
We were talking before you came and sat here.
I know, but I made a bet with my buddy over there,
the monster tard with the football jersey
that I could get your number.
You want my number?
Yeah.
OK.
My number's 7...
Yeah.
He seems dumb enough to believe that.
Yeah, funny.
That's actually my number for intermural basketball.
I think this is meant to be.
Look, it seems like the polite let-down
isn't getting to your head.
Fuck off, OK?
You should be fucking honored that I would give a rat's
ass about hitting your shit.
Hold that thought.
I'll be right back.
What a fucking...
Oh, oh!
Ah, yeah.
My apologies for that asshole.
Wow.
What exactly did you tell him to make him go away?
I told him we Cajuns are inbred, and I was going
to make him squeal like a pig.
[laughter]
Easy, [inaudible].
There really are gentleman here in the French Quarter.
Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go back
to seducing your friend.
With our blessing.
Sorry about that.
[clears throat]
SO where were we?
Maybe you can get rid of that guy.
That pervert's been staring at me all night.
What do you say we get out of here, go for a ride?
Yeah.
I'll show you the town.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Don't [inaudible] you want to keep on dancing.
Don't [inaudible] you want to get the show.
Come dance with me.
You want to keep on dancing.
She would.
She asked [inaudible] huh?
(SINGING) Ready for the hit and run.
She's got roaming shoes, ready for the muse
because girls just want to have fun.
Well, I should've gotten your door, shouldn't I?
I'm sorry.
[grunts]
It's a loaner.
I love you so much.
[cheering]
How old did you say you were?
I just turned 23.
[giggling]
Oh, pretty flask.
Don't mind if I do.
[coughing]
That's some real shit.
It's [inaudible].
But it's empty.
Can we get more?
Oh, it's an old family recipe, but I got some more at home.
Oh, well let's go home then, son.
[giggling]
[engine revving]
[laughter]
Where the hell is Hope?
I checked the bathrooms.
She's not there.
Oh my god.
I'm going to call her.
OK.
We'll see you at home.
[music playing]
[inaudible]
Yes.
Why isn't she answering?
Guys, this is serious.
It's not that serious.
Don't say another word.
Get the fuck...
Wait.
What the fuck is this, huh?
Get out of here.
You come back here again, I'm going to arrest you.
Wait, where are you going.
Yum.
Are you a real cop?
Yeah.
I mean, undercover.
I thought you were a ZZ Top fan.
[laughter]
No, no, no, no.
Pantera.
Sir, we actually have a dumb question to ask you.
In the big easy, there are no dumb questions, just
a lot of dumb people.
Do you handle bar situations?
Depends on who's buying.
Well, we just left a bar where we were with a friend,
and she got really drunk and disappeared.
And now, she's not answering her phone.
Wow.
You know, boy, that's the first time
I heard that during Mardi Gras.
And let me guess, she left with a really cute guy,
and you guys are going home alone?
Alone?
That's a sexist concept.
Well, I am a New Orleans cop, so just how evolved can I be?
Pretty evolved.
What I'm saying is even if she wasn't that type...
Wait, you just said wasn't.
You mean isn't.
Girls, it's Mardi Gras, you know?
Why don't you just have some fun, give her a couple of days?
No, but she knows that we're leaving tomorrow.
If you don't find your friend by tomorrow,
why don't you look me up?
I don't know about that.
Beard is real.
We should look him up.
He's a profession.
That's right.
He doesn't look like a professional.
All right.
Let me ask you, where was the bar
you guys were drinking in tonight?
Where was it?
It was on the corner of Dophine and Lessops.
Why don't I meet you there tomorrow night at 8:00 o'clock?
OK, OK.
And as they say, [speaking creole] or something
like that.
[laughter]
I don't know whether to be concerned or jealous as shit.
How many times has Hope ditched us for some guy, Benay?
As many times as she's blown some guy.
Besides, she just texted us.
Phone's about to die.
Well, her charger is right here, so that's not very reassuring.
Guys, I have a serious question.
Are there any beers led in the honor bar,
or did we drink them all?
Why do they call it an honor bar?
Because it's an honor to drink at 4:00 in the morning.
I get drunker when I drink.
I swear I lose IQ points every time I hang out
with you idiots.
Can you open this?
Thanks, mom.
[giggling]
Right here, little darling.
[music playing]
Let me get that for you.
Meet Hope.
That's really her name.
So we welcome a new guest to our family table.
So you're the family?
Say, Gar, you promised more of that family recipe stuff?
[laughter]
Dolly for Dolly.
You like to drink, do you?
Who doesn't like to drink here and there?
I don't.
Why not?
Alcohol dulls the senses.
She's a girl of slightly elevated acumen,
I should think.
You sure don't any more, do you, dear?
This is your party, too.
Back off.
Here.
Drink up.
Right.
[laughter]
Woo.
Well, here we go again.
It's the show-off.
Whatever turns you on.
Bring it up.
Oh.
Sorry.
Good.
Who in the hell wants to be good here?
Not me.
[laughter]
I want you to really feel this, Bri.
This is my gift to you after all this time.
[music playing]
[laughter]
Dolly for Dolly.
Ah.
Sorry, mom.
[baby crying]
[sighs]
Time to feed the baby.
[music playing]
Decaf for me and two black jacks for you two
pale imitations of who you were last night.
Oh, I always thought a decaf was kind of
like a virgin Margarita.
It's meant to trick your body.
I like the taste of coffee.
I don't need it for a sweep-me-up.
What's up with you and all the old guys, anyway?
I just like to flirt.
Thomas is kind of cute, Benay.
Oh.
And funny, and not.
[laughter]
Cute or not cute, he is a cop, and he is the only resource
that we have at this point, so you need to make him like you.
That's one thing Tina is good at, men liking her.
Well, don't be jealous.
I'll do my best to keep him hooked.
You want to try to call her again?
[phone ringing]
Straight to voicemail.
[music playing]
[birds chirping]
[giggling]
[baby muttering]
Oh, our host is awake finally.
God damn it, mom.
I'm not your mom.
She kept struggling, waking up and whatnot.
You know they have to be comfortable to last.
Well then, tell her not to fight with me.
She is not fighting you.
She's scared.
Are you sobered up yet, honey?
Good.
I'll come by with some food a little later.
You could eat a horse, couldn't you?
Don't you be making me look bad with Justice.
I may be in this damn chair, but I got all kinds of ways
to make you obey my will.
Lucky little thing, living life mobile, walking places,
attracting the young bucks by swinging your derriere.
That damn curse had happened one week earlier,
I'd be sashaying around just like you,
wagging my little derriere, instead of sitting
in this damn chair for eternity with an ass flat as a pancake.
One week earlier.
That's when Justice punched me in the face
and threw me down the stairs.
He still loves me, though.
My family moved to America in the 1830s.
My youngest daughter Blanche, she was the star then.
She graduated from the Sorbonne.
That's in Paris with honors, and was absolutely stunning.
So when do I get to show you off to my parents?
I need you to meet mine first.
My family is very particular about who I spend my time with,
but you understand.
Well, hopefully they'll approve me.
I don't know.
How large is your ranch?
Oh, it's about 60 acres, plenty of room for us and our rugrats.
You really expect me to spoil this figure with children?
But my parents...
I'll have this figure forever.
We put Blanche on the hunt to find the perfect family
to marry into, but she made a mistake, a tragic mistake.
My whore of a daughter had an affair that
cost our family everything.
I told you, I'm not holding out, as you put it.
I'm just not that kind of girl.
You're so beautiful.
What could that be?
Just a little token of my love for you.
But before we do this, I have one question for you.
What's that?
About your visitor the other day.
Visitor?
A colored fellow.
Oh, that was your visitor, actually, I think.
A delivery boy.
Right.
What about him?
Is there anything you want to tell me about it?
Nothing to tell.
That's not what I hear.
A slave told me he saw you guys together,
heard you moaning and such.
Well, your slave heard wrong.
Even slaves know that sound.
Nine months later, our lives would never be the same.
I take that back, dear.
They became the same forever.
Because of that hellish curse, we
were doomed to live the same day over and over for eternity.
[screaming]
What's wrong, Sally?
I am what is wrong.
You can't wait to get rid of it, can you?
I hate the man who did this to me.
You can have it.
I can have it.
[cackling]
I can have it.
You would give me what's already rightfully mine?
It is I who is here just to do the giving, little whore.
Who could hate a baby?
It's done nothing wrong.
Can't help but be born, can't help it.
But its mother is a semen-stealing wench.
Perfect payback, wouldn't you say?
I curse you to be bound to your bastard baby for eternity.
And if you or yours should ever end this bind,
your whole family line shall end.
You will all perish.
Sever the cord.
[cackling]
Sever the line.
But if you keep your pact, your whole family
will be frozen in time at their present ages for eternity,
never to age.
What about me, mistress?
Will I age?
Oh!
[cackling]
Yes.
You will age, but you will never die.
You will live for eternity, you little harlot.
[music playing]
[groaning]
[cackling]
[moaning]
Sever the cord!
So, here I sit for eternity.
Every year, same show over and over and over.
You know, it's like having eternal deja vu.
You go, oh, that feels like it's just happened,
because it just did.
And here I sit again, with another one of you again
in this contraption again.
All right.
Well, let's get started.
Oh, we're going to get this tube right here.
And here's what I do.
I take a little bit of this, and I top it
right off here into here.
What it does is it makes your joints catch on hell fire,
and it makes your blood just roast a little.
But don't worry, because you won't die.
But I get a little bit of variety,
because everybody suffers just a little bit different.
OK, here we go.
[cheering]
[screaming]
[baby crying]
Go on.
Shake that little derriere.
Shake it.
[screaming]
Good.
Oh, Justice, she's ready for her food.
[music playing]
(SINGING) We got a forklift on the driveway, a big ass
[inaudible] on the way.
Like hell going to find some backup because
we've [inaudible] away.
Don't have 16 professional dancers or laser lights
on display.
But if you come to the show, we're
going to let you know we're going...
What can I get you, officer?
Dude, if I'd known it was your chopper,
I never would've let them boot it.
Who boots a chopper, anyway?
So, I guess a blow job's out of the question?
A comp light beer is out of the question, bro.
Did you work last night?
Of course.
Those girls back at my table, did you
see the guy that was with them?
Not with them, but the fine little nugget
that was with them.
How did he pay?
Cash, big tip, so I'm inclined to cover for him, if you say he
killed the bitch or something.
But I take it you're asking because she's missing?
Bingo.
Yeah.
Well, if I was him, I wouldn't be done with her, neither.
But like I said, I don't really know who he is.
I may have seen him around.
Yeah.
Thanks for your help.
No wheels for two weeks was great for my love life.
Good for your upper thighs, too.
Yeah, yeah.
Thanks so much.
Hey, walking's the best.
M-hmm.
Fuck you very much.
[music playing]
[footsteps]
[sipping]
I've seen a few slaves stretched out on the road before them
to question, and learned that a very devout Christian man is
his master.
Hearing this, Candy admits to himself, I'm through.
I must give up paying loss.
Optimism, after all, it is a mania
for saying things are well when one is in hell.
But when is one not so much in hell, dear father?
When one is with the one they're meant to be with, I guess.
Mama?
No.
It's all so bittersweet.
You don't know what fate means, do you?
No.
Fate means death.
So to answer your question, I don't guess anymore.
I just sit and read.
[sipping]
[music playing]
Look, she'd check in by now, officer.
But there's nothing I can do officially
unless we have more evidence.
Man, you keep fucking saying that.
Look, I'll be frank.
A lot of people come here just to disappear.
Hope didn't come here to disappear.
But what can we do?
I'm not just going to sit here.
Kris Kringle mother fucker.
I'll go talk to her.
Benay.
Your friend is in real trouble.
What?
Who are you?
I just got about 500 likes on my picture.
I'm kinda Insta famous.
Nice.
I really like your beard.
Thank you.
Do you want to come sit over here?
Yeah.
Look, I know you're trying.
Benay's just really uptight, you know?
And you're not?
No, I'm very relaxed.
I was here last night.
I saw her leave with him.
You know the guy?
We have a cop inside.
That cop, he doesn't like me, and I don't regard him.
But you know the guy with my friend?
He's a local guy, comes to town once
a year during the festival, so you don't have much hope.
And I know Hope's having a great time with that local guy.
I mean, he's almost old enough for me.
Does that mean you like older bad boys?
Well, I prefer men over boys.
I see.
Am I in trouble, officer?
I think we're both in trouble.
Come here.
Let's get out of here.
My truck is parked around back.
We'll have more room to get to know each other.
OK.
Hello, YouTube.
Oh, great.
He knows where Hope is.
I said no such thing.
You just missed...
This guy is a con man.
Why don't you go peddle your racket somewhere else
across town, man?
When you get through wasting your time with this cop,
use your [inaudible] to find me.
What did he say?
Nothing, a bunch of gibberish.
Why are you so hostile, man?
We're just trying to find a friend.
Look, you're not going to find her by hanging out
with the homeless.
What did he say?
Kool-Aid Griffith's chicken feet.
The claw.
She is on a mission and cannot be reasoned with.
I'm sorry.
Well, what about my truck?
Can we follow them and hide close by.
Yeah, that's what undercover cops do best.
[music playing]
I fancy the brown gravy on the meat.
What do you think son?
Oh, I love meat.
[laughter]
That's why I eat these.
Oh, we got a vegetarian now.
You have a problem with that?
If the good Lord did not want you dead animals,
he wouldn't have made them out of delicious meat.
What does this little skinny bitch know about food, anyway?
I'm just saying, when's the last time you actually
killed something?
Gar provides plenty for this family.
He's pretty.
I'll give him that.
I'll fucking kill you right now.
Come on, then.
That'll with something, at least.
Stop, stop.
Look what you did.
Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, sweetheart, look at mama.
Dolly.
[sobbing]
Oh, Dolly, when are you going to get your new dolly?
Look at mama.
Look at me right now, right now.
Are you looking?
OK, you take a deep breath.
Ah.
Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly, Dolly.
Dolly for Dolly.
And when is Dolly going to get a new dolly?
Dolly for Dolly.
Are you looking forward to it?
Dolly for Dolly.
Good girl.
Gar, when is it going to be ready to put in her room?
Soon, mom.
Soon.
What?
I'm going to an after hours.
I want to be lean.
That's pretty soon after this day, don't you think?
We have this conversation every year.
This is the best time of the year to be invisible,
and I want to go out.
And every time you go out, you put the entire family at risk.
At risk of losing what?
Only everything.
That's all.
I understand the stakes, mama.
You carry this entire family on your back every time
you go out there.
You eat your fucking egg.
Shut the fuck up.
Eat some meat.
[music playing]
Well, this is it.
You think he beat us here?
Hello?
That's not possible.
It doesn't make any sense.
I know you met the chicken man.
Jesus.
This says he's dead.
Who said he isn't?
Follow me.
[music playing]
With all due respect, I don't believe in any of this.
Everything you are experiencing and everything
you will experience here relates back to your quest.
Did you bring the chicken foot?
Place it on the table.
[crashing]
This is part of the answer you're looking for.
It's him.
We've been here in rural New Orleans
for a very long, long time.
The picture says 1838, Burgundy, France.
I told you I faded in that.
What, no smile?
You must be starving.
[laughter]
No, silly.
I'm not going to feed your mouth.
Packed full of sugar and nutrients.
You're not just eating for yourself now.
[cackling]
Sever the line.
Your friend is the only hope the family
has to live in [inaudible].
[baby crying]
She is connected to Blanche, now an old woman.
[screaming]
And her bastard baby.
They must keep the baby nourished with youthful blood
in order to survive themselves.
She's slurping again, the filthy whore.
The good news for you is we require your services
for a full year, and then get your party, just like Brianna.
You remember Brianna's party, don't you?
I want you to really feel this, Bri.
This is my gift to you after all this time.
My family is the only thing that stands between you
and the end of your life.
Is that clear?
We are everything to you.
And remember, we didn't ask for anything,
so we won't feel guilty about any of it, either.
Isn't that right, sugar pie?
[cackling]
That's right.
A good girl cannot be seduced by another woman's man.
Only a rank, condemnable, coquette
can commit such a heresy, a girl with a heart of a whore.
And that will be the girl required to complete the bond.
My friend is no whore.
They're all whores now, sleeping around, wearing flashy clothes.
Where the hell is she?
That's right.
What?
She's in hell.
Look, I'll believe in all this if it gets Hope back.
You expect us to believe that you are the 200-year-old
boyfriend...
Wait, wait.
I think I should explain my ulterior motive at this point.
No, don't.
We just want our friend back.
We don't need all this shit.
I don't care who or what you think you are.
Consider the facts.
You met with him, you sat down with the guy,
you let him buy your drinks while he gained your trust
and seduced your friend.
And you both know that ain't no voodoo mumbo jumbo.
But all of this is just fucked.
Well, you don't have to pretend to believe any of this.
We both want to find Hope for very different reasons.
OK, then, magic man.
You seem to know this town like the back your hand.
Look, it's not as simple as that.
Of course it's not.
Oh, but let me guess, you want money
from us for your voodoo mumbo jumbo.
It's not that simple.
Since the family has what they have,
they don't have to hunt for another year.
Now, unless you can get the New Orleans Police
Department to go house to house, your friend
is about to experience a year of unholy hell.
We're going to find our friend, OK?
We're going to go on the internet,
tell the whole world if we have to.
You know, I've danced this dance for a very long time
that I know all of your moves.
Before the internet, they tried TV and radio.
Before that, the newspaper.
And before that, they posted signs and the family held
vigils.
Well, if it's that hopeless, then why are you telling us?
Because we have one shot, the daughter, and they
call her Amelia.
She's a vile sadist, and she thinks sex is violence,
and she'll be out tonight.
And how do you know that?
Because it's the last night of Mardi Gras,
and it's the last night that she can be out yet be invisible.
Why don't we show the picture to the cop?
He seems to want to help.
Help?
In this town, the cops are a bigger menace
than the bad guys.
Are you Cinderella?
Because I definitely see that dress coming off at midnight.
What?
Your father must be a baker, because you've got great buns.
[scoffing]
Shouldn't we be going to some clubs looking
for that guy, something?
You look like my mother.
Wow.
OK.
[laughter]
It worked like it worked for my daughter.
Huh?
It worked for my daughter.
That's not funny.
No, no.
I mean, I ran them by her, and she, she approved.
I know you're looking at some weird pickup line
website on your phone.
I'm not, really.
Well, I mean, I'm not.
I can literally see it right there.
[laughter]
Well, let's see here.
Your daddy must be a drug dealer, because you're dope.
I want to try that one.
Oh my god.
That's my wife texting.
Oh.
I need to find my friends now.
Your ass is so nice that it's a shame you have to sit on it.
All right, all right, all right.
Start the car.
We need to find the sister tonight before the family goes
in for another year.
And there are three after-hour joints we need to hit tonight.
[honking]
I think your friend just rolled up.
[music playing]
Dolly for Dolly.
(SINGING) Old MacDonald had a farm.
E-I-E-I-O.
Dolly for Dolly.
And on his farm, he had a Dolly.
E-I-E-I-O
[dog barking]
Dolly for Dolly.
[chuckling]
Dolly for Dolly.
Yeah.
I knew you'd be awake, Dolly.
I just knew it.
Look at them eyes.
Ain't she pretty, Dolly?
Dolly for Dolly.
I knew you'd like her, Dolly.
I just knew it.
Hey, Dolly.
Listen.
Mr. [inaudible] Dolly.
You got to stop doing that, Dolly.
[music playing]
So what's the plan?
The plan is to find the sister tonight
in one of the after-hours club and follow her back home.
And are you thinking Red Stamp, homeboy?
Yeah, or Johnny's, or Absinthe.
OK.
If we find her, I can't take her into custody on a voodoo whim.
Her custody don't get that girl, anyway.
When we find her, we have to let her lead us to her home.
That's no good.
I mean, then, I'm in a home without a warrant.
I hit Absinthe.
These ladies will hit the Stamp, and you
can hang at Johnny's with her.
We can do that.
We can be good?
We can be great.
[music playing]
All right.
You want a drink?
How about one of those energy drinks?
I am beat.
Yeah.
Two White Ladies, please.
Why they got to be white?
It's so 1990s.
Get over it.
I think that's all there is in here is ladies.
In which case.
Thanks Lafitte for choosing this bar for us.
We're the right demographic, aren't we?
Speak for yourself.
Cheers.
This place is dead.
We can go somewhere else.
Well, we're on a stakeout.
Maybe we should drink and see if she shows up.
Oh, that's a good idea.
Hey, let's drink heavily and smoke some weed.
Don't say that so loud.
I'm a cop.
[music playing]
Come on.
So his band plays what?
Cowboy punk.
Never heard of that.
What makes cowboy punk so unique is
the juxtaposition of brevity, and core construction,
and horses.
Interesting.
That's actually a joke.
Maybe in Idaho.
Great news.
You're up to Wayne's completely unjustified skinny rocker
ego-inflated standards.
Very unjustified, I'd say.
What's it like, living in this dark crazy place?
It's like black magic all the time,
like living in a dream for 200 years.
Wayne and I are really into the occult.
I know.
How?
Do what thou wilt, the most hated man in England.
Love him.
(SINGING) Life without apologies, or judgment,
or holding back.
I knew you were into Crowley.
I actually bought him that t-shirt at a flea market.
In Boise?
Do you know about Annie Ringler?
No.
She was a beautiful young Hungarian girl
Crawley met while touring Moscow.
He wrote in his journal she had passed beyond the region where
pleasure had meaning for her.
She could only feel through pain.
My own means of making her happy was to inflict physical cruelty
as she directed.
As she directed?
I doubt pleasure has much meaning to you anymore.
Pleasure's a half a dozen 1:00 AM gut-busting sliders
after her night of rum and Coke and blow.
Whoa.
Time to go?
Yes.
Meet me outside.
Oh, men.
Here.
What's this?
It's absinthe.
Is that real, Wormwood?
Blended it morphine, family recipe.
Yes, it's real, from back in the day.
I always wanted to try this shit.
I'd like to meet your family.
So you're a madam?
A lifestyle dominatrix.
They have those where you're from?
Cowboys can be very naughty.
Well, at least you already have saddles and straps around.
You know, you could be a good one if you wanted.
You've got the look.
I've never thought much of dominatrix.
No offense, I just don't like play acting.
It can seem real.
I wonder if you could handle real.
Fuck, I can handle real.
Let's go.
[gasps]
That's the girl from the photo.
OK.
To remind you, until we find anything, I'm just a driver.
Let's go.
[scoffs]
Like I'm floating, dude.
Keep it down.
Wow.
Werewolf's Guide to Life, The Necromaniac Ritual Rulebook,
The Intro to Civil-Borne Spirits?
My family has always been open to different ways of thinking.
Fucking a, always love models.
This one come in a box?
Hardly.
This is a hand replica of the greatest cathedral in Russia.
I got some good things around here.
[clattering]
Now, you've done it.
Well, I can fix it.
Fuck.
The second we confirm that Hope is here, we call the cops.
We have a cop here.
Yeah, well he seems to be a little bit more concerned
with some other constitutional issues.
[inaudible]
Hey, guys, come on.
Keep up.
I'm not kidding around, OK?
What if we get cursed?
Are you serious?
No.
Fuck it, let's go.
Let's go.
You know, it really doesn't seem right
that we're not out there searching
with them [inaudible].
What do you mean?
It's called the division of labor.
Didn't you learn that in college?
We're literally just sitting here, though.
You know, I have kind of a crick in my neck.
Is there a way you could, like, rub it a little bit?
No.
Just a little, just right here?
No, that comes with old age.
What do you mean it comes with old age?
You know, this is part of my undercover outfit.
This is just a prop.
It's a costume, not a real beard.
Ow!
[laughter]
Seems pretty real to me.
Well, it was prematurely gray when I was 17.
[laughter]
Hey, want to see a real dominatrix?
Missy, I need to prepare you for what's about to happen.
What's about to happen?
Sit down.
You know, the dark arts are all based
on real acts, cruel ones from long ago,
updated into games and play.
Like the cat o' nine.
Exactly.
Now, it's made out of velvet or whatever.
The real cat o' nine, would strip skin off the sinner
until he confessed a full measure of his transgressions.
Who's this guy, the butler?
[scoffing]
The butler.
OK.
The door's locked.
I think you can get into that room up there.
That we can get into?
You're the most athletic.
It would be easy.
I can get you onto the top of this porch.
The window's right over it.
All you do is climb in, but don't do anything [inaudible]..
Just come to this back door and let us in.
Don't worry about that.
It shouldn't be too hard.
No.
Just a bunch of century-old vampires in there sleeping.
Not vampires.
They're that old.
Why does it matter if they're vampires or not?
It doesn't matter.
Which they're not.
Right?
Come on.
Let's go.
I'll help you up.
Ready?
Yeah.
Go on.
[music playing]
More absinthe?
What are you doing with that fucking loser?
He got me out of the sticks, didn't he?
You need to know that you can handle this.
Pretending to be a dominatrix won't cut it in this house.
What do you mean?
I'm going to destroy your guy.
I don't think he'd like that.
You'll have to see for yourself.
You can handle this.
I can handle anything.
In 10 minutes, Justice will come for you.
[music playing]
[stumbling]
There's fucking dead people.
My Dolly!
[screaming]
My Dolly!
[screaming]
Katie!
Oh my God, Katie.
Why don't you call the cops [inaudible]??
My Dolly!
[music playing]
[grunting]
Hello?
You know, we never agreed on a safe word.
A what?
God damn, that's an outfit.
A safe word, like globule.
That means stop.
Why would I want to do that?
Well, it's actually more for me than you, to be honest.
For you, of course, playing games.
This thing's kind of uncomfortable.
Kind of uncomfortable?
Yes.
Well, that's no good.
It's supposed to be terribly uncomfortable.
[grunting]
Oh, now meet my favorite knife.
Wait, wait, wait.
This is like theater, right?
Right?
[heavy breathing]
[groaning]
So the fat people in Japan, they had this sport,
and it's got, like soap...
There's something out there.
What?
Right over there, right there.
I don't see anything.
At least there was.
I don't know.
OK, OK.
All right.
I will go out and check.
OK.
And if you see something just, I don't know,
flash the headlights, all right?
Yeah, OK.
How about a kiss for luck?
Maybe when you get back.
OK.
All right, cool.
[frogs croaking]
Where are the keys?
[music playing]
[giggling]
Hello?
Dolly for dolly.
Hope?
Dolly for Dolly.
[phone beeps]
[phone bleeps]
[frogs croaking]
OK.
It's going to be OK.
Everything's going to be fine.
[screaming]
[dinging]
[music playing]
Tina, answer the phone.
You have to answer the phone.
[dinging]
[cackling]
[screaming]
Shh, shh, shh.
[snaps]
It's real.
Something's not right.
[muttering]
The left ear.
Here.
[giggling]
[sighs]
[screaming]
Ah.
Symmetry.
Very nice.
Come on.
[grunts]
I know you.
It's been a while.
You're the one who did this.
I'm the one who can free you.
How?
How can you stop it?
When I reclaim what is mine, the thing ends, and then you
can finally sleep, grandma.
Now, wouldn't that be nice?
[gasps]
And the baby, the baby will be all right?
You wouldn't have to let anybody know.
Just let me finish.
All right.
You must be Hope.
Hmm.
It's almost over now, Hope.
The unholy trinity, I can't leave any witnesses, can I?
[choking]
[grunting]
[baby crying]
What's your name?
Oh, Lafitte.
[screaming]
You always hated this baby, but it was always mine.
And with my blood, it will continue to live.
But that, that's great news for you, my dear,
because we don't need you anymore.
So when I sever this connection, I sever my connection
with this wretched family.
Sever the cord.
Finally, finally, after all these years.
Took a long time.
[gunshots]
[thud]
[baby crying]
[music playing]
[squeaking]
[weeping]
I hear.
I hear you.
I'm going to come get you right now.
My sweet son Gar left me a little present in the barn,
knowing my 65th birthday was right around the corner again.
I liked her.
This one was perky and smart, full of drive
and determination, not glazed over
by drunkenness like the others.
Our family needed a replacement, and I
felt she may actually be good company.
Shh.
Don't worry, honey.
Get some beauty sleep.
It's going to be a long year for you.
[snaps]
Welcome to the family.
(SINGING) Run if you want.
You won't get away from me this time.
Don't be afraid if what you want.
I know your deepest darkest side.
And you know what it takes to free your soul.
Distracted by [inaudible] sacrificing you, you know.
Who you go through the deepest hell [inaudible]
Will you wallow through the deepest darkest hue?
Will you latch on to through the deepest hell in you?
Will you go through the deepest hell in you?
[music playing]
(SINGING) Burning alive.
Friends all gone.
Caught in self-destruction.
I was drawn.
I was drawn but the demon inside is burning alive.
Burning alive.
Can you see through my disguise of mine?
I'm coming undone.
Feel the anger deep inside as [inaudible] this hell
has begun.
Burning alive.
We complain.
Fate has brought us down again.
Who's to blame?
Only what I can't find is burning alive!
I'm burning alive.
Burning alive.
I'm burning alive.
Can you see through my disguise of mine?
I'm coming undone.
Feel the anger deep inside as [inaudible] this hell
has begun.
Hollow in my self-destruction, I have only one life to give.
Make it through just one more day if I can hold on to it.
I'm burning alive.
Burning alive.
Can you see through my disguise of mine?
I'm coming undone.
Coming undone.
Feel the anger deep inside.