(crickets chirping)
(crow cawing)
(people talking)
(screaming)
- Jordan.
Anybody have a signal?
- Toni we're in the middle of a maze.
- I can see the exit from here.
- It is kinda lame.
(screaming in the distance)
(laughing)
- What was that?
(screaming)
- Really?
- Last one out's a rotten turd!
- How very unfunny of you.
(crunching)
(growling)
(screaming in the distance)
Hello?
(ominous music)
(crunching)
Stop it Rory.
I'll smack you so hard, your (indistinct) will break.
(screaming)
- Toni?
- You guys pissed her off.
- I'm glad she drove herself.
All she does is creep people.
- Ladies, did you happen to see my friend Otis?
Scar across here?
Seven feet tall.
(laughing)
- Past the werewolf who is standing next to Count Dracula.
- You're not very scary.
- Lamest maze ever.
- [Woman] We should get our money back.
(eerie music)
(crying)
- No.
No, don't.
No no.
(crying)
(sinister music)
- Excellent specimen, Otis.
Let's not damage her skin.
You did it in the wrong order again.
Excuse my friend,
his incompetence will some day be his undoing.
(crying)
- No.
- This may sting a bit.
(screaming)
It appears your friends have abandoned you.
Tossed you aside like a raggedy doll.
But don't fret.
Their loss is our gain.
You're simply a canvas now
but I will mold you into a work of art.
You'll be one for the ages.
(crying)
- No, no.
(ominous electronic music)
(crow cawing)
- Ladies and gentlemen, if you look to your right,
you will find corn.
To your left, more corn.
Ugly corn.
- I think cornfields are beautiful.
- Oh, you would.
Oh hey, is that your new boyfriend?
- Looks sharp.
- Oh, yeah.
Yeah, it was my dad's.
He said it could cut a bear's claw clean off.
- Sorry.
- About my dad? Don't be.
I'm sure he wasn't when he left us without even a note.
- Dick move.
Getting a headstart on nursing?
- Medical school.
- Doctor Tia, huh?
- What's wrong with that?
- Nothing.
Your mom was a nurse when we met.
- Well, that's news to me,
because she told me that dad introduced you guys.
- What? No.
I never met your pop.
But she waited on me in the ER.
- Well, she saved his life and stole his heart.
- That she did.
Definitely felt sorry for moi.
- Nursing is noble.
- I'll tell you what's noble, farmers.
They feed the world.
And guess who sells them the seeds?
- Yeah, that's great for you,
but I actually want to make an impact on the world,
and cure diseases.
- Yes Tia, we know.
- Know what?
That mom's a liar,
that dad's a dick,
that I will soon be a doctor?
- We never said that.
Be what you want, don't care.
- Yeah, I know.
- Now over there we got some corn,
and over there we got-
- Some wheat?
- Nope.
- [Tia] Soy beans.
- I'm never gonna take his place, Tia.
But your mom chose me.
- We didn't.
- Damn, Tia.
- Really?
- It's only been a year.
- Damn it.
- What's that?
- Damn it, flat tire.
I got it. - Yeah?
- How many bars you got?
- Zero.
- Tia, help!
- Sorry, I don't scare so easily.
- Hey, why did the scarecrow get a promotion?
- I don't know.
- Because he was outstanding in his field.
- Please stop.
- Spare tire looks bad.
Just sheds up there, but there's a farmhouse back there.
Maybe the farmer has a patch.
- All right, don't go talking shop forever.
- You let mom marry a corn seed salesman.
- You agreed to.
(ominous music)
Okay?
He makes her happy.
Tia,
What did the scarecrow name his self-portrait?
Stick life.
- Are you sure we're related?
- No one's home.
What?
- She doesn't scare easily?
- I'm gonna miss my next appointment.
Hey, you guys want to walk with me to the next town?
- I'm good.
- All right.
All right, there are blankets back there.
All right?
- Blankets.
How long are you planning on being gone?
- I don't know, but your mom's gonna kill me
if anything happens to you two.
So don't leave the area, okay?
Okay? - Okay.
- All right.
Tia?
Thank you.
Love you.
- Love you too.
He said it first.
He's going through a hard time.
I'm being nice to him,
something you should try.
- Easy for you, you leave for college in a month.
(birds chirping)
(groaning)
Jesus Christ, Don.
Come on.
- What are scarecrows made of?
- Straw, wood, cloth,
wrapped in the dried tendons and bowels of a dead witch.
- Stop.
- Saw something, some movement back there.
- Well, he said to stay here.
- I'm not sleeping in the car again.
- You slept in the car before?
(birds chirping)
- Stop.
Stop.
- Hey, what did the scarecrow have for dinner?
- I don't know.
Straw berries?
- Ho ho ho.
He was going to, but you know, he was stuffed.
(birds chirping)
(sinister orchestral music)
- That was creepy.
(yelling)
(gasping)
I told you I don't scare easily.
- Don't worry about it, don't worry about it.
(knocking on door)
- Thought you said you saw something?
- Thought I did.
Hello?
- You're trespassing.
- Oh, hi.
You got me there.
We were wondering if we could get some help.
Our dad, he left for town
a few hours ago.
- He's dad, now?
- We have a flat. - I saw.
Come in, have a drink.
- Not menacing at all.
Into the spooky house?
Into the spooky house.
(gasping)
- Oh hey hey, get your hands off her.
What's the problem?
- She fell.
Taxidermy.
- Huh?
- He stuffs animals.
- On purpose?
- It's a hobby.
- You shoot that?
- Some farmer did.
- Crows, Tia, should dissect, huh?
- I want to be a doctor.
- There's nothing much to dissect here, it's stuffed.
- With what?
- Taxidermists never reveal their methods.
You guys are welcome to hang if you want.
(yelling)
- Oh, it got my ear, it got my ear.
(laughing)
- Why are you guys hiding it?
- It's a tool shed.
- Well, are we gonna take the tire somewhere?
- How? I don't have a car.
- So what, we're staying here?
- So there is a party going on not too far from here.
- And what if Don comes back?
- Oh, come on, you've been dying to party.
- You could leave a note.
- Can leave a note.
- I guess.
- Yes.
- This way.
(birds chirping)
(eerie music)
- I have no reception.
Maybe we should just stay here.
- Look, I'm sure Don went to his meeting early,
and they put them up for the night.
I don't know, you know him.
- No, I don't know him.
- What's that?
- I don't know, it dripped from your scarecrow.
- Not mine.
- (gasping) It's blood.
- Cary.
No no no, that's my last one.
- [Cary] Was your last one.
- No thanks, I'm good.
(crickets chirping)
- Something's going on.
- We might be a little early.
(flies buzzing)
- Whose party is this?
- Different people have them.
(crickets chirping)
(giggling)
- So where is it?
- They might've moved it.
- So where was it?
- Can we just go back?
I'm tired.
- Only Mister Sunshine knows the way back.
(fly buzzing)
(crickets chirping)
(siren beeping)
(chuckling)
- Simon Callaway.
You know the drill.
When I told you to leave town,
it wasn't a request.
Where are you squatting now?
- I'm legal, it's under four inches.
- Is that what you tell the ladies?
Where's the party at?
- Do I look like the social center of Westville?
- Son, you leave me no choice.
- [Tia] Excuse me?
- Hey, never sneak up on an officer of the law.
- What'd he do?
- I'll ask the questions here.
How do you know Simon?
- He's our cousin.
- Well that must make you squatter-dee,
and hell, you're squatter-dum.
- Well, we were, we were going,
he was taking us to the next town.
We were trying to meet back up with our dad.
- Taking you how? It's nine miles.
Let's see some IDs.
I don't believe this cousin bullshit.
Don't you take that picture.
- What's your badge number?
Our mom is a federal judge,
and she's gonna want to know what we're being charged with.
(laughing)
- No one's being charged here.
- Okay, so then we're good to go.
Come on Simon.
(voices on police radio)
- If I find out you all lied to me,
there'll be hell to pay.
- There's no reception.
- Your mom's a federal judge?
- Cary!
- What the hell, man?
He's lying to us, did you hear the deputy?
He doesn't even live in that house.
Just a squatter, huh?
- The house was abandoned, so I moved in.
I don't know where the owners are.
They're probably in Florida
or in a nursing home, I don't know.
I had nowhere else to go.
- And end up on a milk carton.
- They change location every night to avoid the deputies.
- [Tia] Cary, don't.
- I do whatever I'm not supposed to do.
- Stop, you're gonna get us in trouble.
- How?
Everyone'll think Simon did it.
(screaming)
- [Woman] I gotta pee.
(techno music)
- Hi.
- Who are you supposed to be?
- I'm an alien disguised as a human.
- We should have dressed up.
- You're not already?
- Oh shit.
- Who are you supposed to be?
- I know, Edward.
- Give me knuckles.
You wanna play, you gotta pay.
- Hey, how are you doing?
Cary, nice to meet you.
Simon says your parties are just the litest.
- Simon?
- Yeah.
- Stay clear of Dede.
I'm Thor.
- Awesome.
- Watch out for the vampires.
Edward?
Simon.
I think you'd better leave.
Dawn's coming soon.
- Never met you.
- Tia.
We're Simon's relation.
- We're distant cousins by marriage.
Twice-removed, hi I'm Cary.
- Hey, when are you going?
- Take a sit, bitch.
Hi, Simon.
Can I ask you a small favor?
- Way to run that hay ride.
- Your cousin's such a good driver.
- Well, he's the sober one.
- Is she your ex?
Dede?
- What, no.
- Let's do the corn maze.
- There's no way, this place is haunted.
- You're lying.
- Why are you so not drunk?
(yelling)
- [Man] Got incoming.
- What are you doing?
- Tia, come with me.
- Bye, vampire.
(laughing)
- Simon?
- Let him go.
- Let's go.
- Come on, come on.
- Drive, drive.
(tense music)
(confused yelling)
- I have your truck.
- Thank you.
(yelling)
It's five dollars to get in.
- [Man] No way!
- All right, it's free today.
(cheering)
- Hey hey, maybe we should,
maybe we should turn back.
- Soon, just a second.
(laughing)
(dark music)
(screaming)
- There are two of you,
then you're near fire,
and you're scary.
(screaming)
(confused yelling)
- Where are you going?
- [Woman] To get the keg.
- She took our cups.
- Her cups have holes in them.
(growling)
- I hate when you guys single me out.
(eerie music)
Not scary.
No touching.
(screaming)
- There you go.
That's good though.
Real good.
- [Tia] I think I'm drunk.
- Yeah you know I'm actually, I'm ready to go.
- Let's head back to the truck.
- You know what, actually, I am going to,
I'll catch up.
(screaming in the distance)
(eerie music)
(gasping)
- [Simon] Hey.
- I'm fine.
- You need to come with me.
- Leave me alone.
- Tia, you think those girls give a shit about you?
(tense music)
(ominous music)
(birds singing)
- Cary?
- Okay.
So you slept in Simon's room?
- I guess.
Thanks for getting me back.
- Hmm?
No, I don't even remember how I got here.
- Stop messing around.
- Son of a bitch.
- Hey, you guys know how to make coffee?
What the hell is wrong with you?
- How did you get her clothes off?
- What the hell are you doing?
- How did she get her clothes off?
- I don't know.
How to should I know?
I slept on the couch.
You guys were totaled last night.
You're welcome.
- So, Dark Shadows over here made you some eggs.
- Thanks, Simon.
- Are you gonna eat those?
- I had a really weird dream.
- Yeah?
(gargling)
- You don't like him.
- He's a freak.
I'm 99% sure he's a vampire.
Dede said she's never seen him in the daylight.
- Okay, about Dede,
are you trying to get your ass kicked?
- Watch this.
Hey Simon,
Dede invited us over to swim at her place today,
you want to come?
- You guys go on ahead, I got a lot to do.
- Do you think he sparkles?
(gasping)
- It's cutaneous porphyria, right?
- The sun makes me sick.
Yeah.
This is about all the light that I can handle.
- Yes on disease.
- He's a vampire.
- You scream like a baby.
(rock music)
- Hey, have you seen Hailey?
- Not since last night.
- You mean this morning.
- Yeah.
- Shit, did we tie one on?
Gotta save some for Halloween.
- That's tonight.
- Oh my God.
- You okay?
(coughing)
- You okay?
- I can't hold my breath.
- We let you hang,
now you're trying to steal my girl?
- Okay, but I'm not with Simon.
- This is mine bitch, got it?
- Okay, got it.
I'm gonna head out.
- Really, so soon?
- [Cary] Should I take my towel?
- I saw a girl being carried away from the maze.
- Okay, yeah, that's part of the thing, it's to scare you.
- No, it was really far from the maze.
Have you heard anything from Don?
- No, every time I get a bar I lose it.
- What if he just left us?
- Wait, shh shh.
- [Cop] Parents say she hasn't been home.
You bury her out back?
- No, dumb ass.
- Don't make me break your freaking neck.
(laughing)
You should've seen their faces when I came back.
- I thought they would've left you the keg.
- I'll confiscate the next one.
Say,
you need any help with that little hottie,
call me.
- [Simon] Whatever.
Yeah.
(eerie music)
How long have you guys been here?
- Long enough.
- What's the deal, Simon?
- We're friends.
He thinks it's funny to mess with people.
- Oh, we're not people.
Come on, I know where the party is.
- Is there nothing real about you?
- Sorry.
It's just nice having people around.
(laughing)
- [Tia] It's all I've got.
- [Simon] You look great.
- [Cary] Don't say that.
- [Simon] What do I say if your dad comes?
- Stepdad.
- You tell him it's Halloween.
We went out.
Who doesn't love Halloween?
- [Simon] You guys should really have an escort.
- No, we're good.
- I'm not gonna save you again.
- [Tia] I'm lost.
- Should ask him for directions.
(laughing)
- There's so many of them.
- [Cary] Hey, why did the shy farmer
make his girlfriend into a scarecrow?
He knew she'd always hang around.
- Shh.
- Well hey, you know if there's one thing farmers do well,
it's hay rack rides.
Race ya.
- Wait!
- Hi.
How are you doing?
- Boo!
I'm a scarecrow.
- [Cary] Yes, you are.
You look like you've seen a ghost.
Dede said the house was near the corn maze.
- There's another one down there.
Are you sure?
- Yeah, come on.
- Wait.
Cary, I think it's the other way.
(group chatting)
- Hi.
This where you go in?
Okay.
This is a lot.
Wow.
Dude, that's a great get-up.
Dede invited me,
So I'm just gonna, scooch in.
Hi, hello sir.
I'll do a little under-breast.
An older crowd than I expected.
(classical music)
Oh, okay.
Hello ladies.
- Isn't she beautiful.
- [Man] Breathtaking work.
- Hailey?
Well, so good to see a familiar face here.
I was starting to think it was at the wrong party.
You look great, spooky.
So is this like a haunted house situation?
(crickets chirping)
- Hi, I'm Beatrice.
- Tia.
- People call me Beat.
Are you one of the artists?
- What do you mean, artist?
- You should probably go.
- We should go hang out after this.
All right, well you're in character.
I won't distract you.
(classical music)
Excuse me, sorry.
I'm just gonna go.
- Leaving so soon?
- [Tia] Damn Cary, hurry up.
It's an outhouse.
- I was actually just,
I'm looking for the restroom.
- To your left.
- That one?
- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
- Help.
- Oh God.
(panting)
(eerie music)
- The positioning of the points is of the utmost importance.
Insert where the musculocutaneous nerve
meets the spinal cord.
Otherwise your specimen has movement,
and this will delay the procedure.
You want them to still be breathing at this point.
- Well.
- The best part's coming.
- And that is how you achieve instant tetraplegia.
Nice work Reinaldo.
(group applauding)
- This is unreal.
Really, well done.
(ominous music)
- Straw seems to be the perfect drying agent.
One of the reasons we came to the Midwest
is because they're so goddamn much of it.
(laughing)
Who doesn't love scarecrows?
Now artists like Reinaldo like to waste no time digging in
while the subject is still warm.
Without blood flow,
human skin has a narrow shelf life.
So the drying agent must be applied immediately.
That gives the artist the most soft and realistic skin.
- When was the video made?
- Earlier this afternoon, I believe.
- There's been a lot of debate about
what the subject actually feels.
Frozen terror is what the eyes tell us.
Acceptance soon takes the place of denial.
Pockets of blood remain in the body,
but the clock is ticking to drain the body
of all perishables,
to be replaced by stiffness.
Most artists, they prefer to keep the skeleton,
and replace everything else.
- Oh, I must have slipped.
- Yes, apparently you slipped into the wrong party.
- Did you set his expression, or did he die like that?
- He died like that.
In order to get the perfect expression,
I use a single knife thrust under the neck.
- No, no, no, no.
You're making a mistake.
- I just heard that-
- It gives the same impression every single time,
regardless of what you heard.
- But it leaves a mark.
- A mark that can be covered by a skilled artist.
- Help.
- Tia?
What are you doing?
- Trying to pee, why?
Simon!
- Here.
Grab a hold of this.
- I can't, it's too high.
Everyone (indistinct).
- What?
- Really, I can't see anything.
- Is this your phone?
- Yes, drop it.
- Is it waterproof?
- Oh, come on.
- Okay, I got it.
Oh my God.
- What?
- The bottom is-
- What is it?
- Ray?
- Ray is down there?
- Oh my God, he's dead.
- Tia, listen to me.
This is a grave.
Use his body to stand on and grab this.
- [Tia] Oh no, I can't, I can't.
What are you even doing here?
How did you find me?
- You're wasting time, okay?
I'm here, aren't I?
Put your phone down Tia, and come up and grab this.
- Still, I don't believe you.
- You have to trust somebody.
Shh shh, quiet.
- [Man] Throw him in the pit.
- [Man] Where you gonna throw him?
- [Man] So, it's deep enough.
- Tia, you've gotta hurry.
- Distractions aside,
I'm looking forward to a beautiful evening tonight.
Quick housekeeping notes.
Local law enforcement has been eliminated,
and all traces of us will be disposed of.
However, be sure to clear the area by dawn.
We don't want a satellite picking up your license plates.
Now, let's have a festive evening.
Our defending speed champion
has promised us the new record tonight.
(applauding)
All right, first contest up.
Recreation.
- Ray?
- Hi.
(groaning)
Ray, are you okay?
Where are we?
- We're at a farm near the maze, in an outhouse.
- Ew, God.
- Somebody grab the freaking hose.
- What happened?
- We were on the hayride.
We must have been roofied.
I need a bath.
- Stop fighting.
- Hello.
Hey, how are you?
Nice to see you.
- It's locked.
- Okay.
Artists participating in recreation
must use parts from at least three different specimens.
Now we have some very interesting entries this year.
Brie, if you will be so kind.
Please score accordingly.
Artists, maintain your anonymity.
Otis, can you?
Excuse me.
Once a year, you have but one task, containment.
- He had a knife.
- And I have a finger.
You call yourselves professionals.
- This door is locked from the inside.
- Otis, fix this.
(ominous orchestral music)
- [Man In The Distance] Find him, catch the boy.
(tense music)
- Cary!
Hey, I've been looking everywhere for you guys.
- There's this cult, there's this cult.
And they're killing people and they're stuffing people.
- Come on.
- No, no, no.
There's this cop that we met, and I just, I saw him there.
Just saw him get stuffed.
This dude, they're doing this thing tonight.
I don't know what it is,
but I kinda cut,
I cut a few up and I ran.
- Dear God.
Where's Tia?
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- You left your little sister?
- No she was, she, she, she must've left.
She must've, she went out.
She went out.
- That she would never leave your side.
Okay, all right.
Take my phone.
I'm gonna show you the fastest way back,
Dial 9-1-1 till you get through, all right?
Just follow this road straight down, go.
- No, no, no.
What, are you gonna fight 'em?
You can't, you can't fight them.
There's one that is seven feet tall.
- I've got stopping power.
- Wait,
I'm coming with you,
in case they have Tia.
Please?
- All right, let's go.
- Hey, Frankenstein.
- Otis, no.
We can't lift your ass out of there.
(dire music)
- Come on bitch, come on.
The hell.
- Don't ruin the specimen.
- What are you doing?
- Beat?
- I've been watching you guys.
- Please please, find something to tie this on, okay?
- Oh yeah, okay.
Oh yeah.
Okay.
- Thanks.
- You guys shouldn't be here.
- Why?
- If you aren't an artist or sponsor,
you get stuffed.
(muffled speaking)
(tense music)
- Let's get 'em.
- What are you doing?
- I don't wanna die.
(indistinct)
I can't go under.
- I'll hold you, just hold your breath.
(voices on radio)
(crickets chirping)
(screaming)
- The guys in the house,
do they know about Tia?
- I don't think so.
- Maybe she's in that barn.
- Beat?
(crickets chirping)
(voice on radio)
- Okay, shoot 'em.
- Makes too much noise.
It'll draw everyone's attention.
Think son.
- Up in the window, reveal yourself.
- What's up?
- Beat, you climb out again?
- I needed some more fresh air, okay?
- Don't get snarky.
- I'm sorry.
- It was Beat, she got out.
- [Man On Radio] And have you located the boy?
- Yes sir, we have the cornfield covered.
He won't get far.
- Let's go.
- Wait, wait.
(thudding)
- Who is it?
- Some sort of prepper, I guess.
- Try it out.
- Yeah.
Got you.
I'll take the knife.
Looks just like his.
(muffled)
- I wouldn't.
- My brother is downstairs.
- Sucks for him.
- Who are these people?
- They promised they'd leave after tonight.
- Earlier you said, "artists."
What do you mean?
- The speci- spec-.
- Specimens?
- Don't treat them very well at all.
- Do they have your mom, too.
- I peeked out.
You can see them partying.
- Why are there no photos of you?
- I don't like my picture taken.
- Is that your dad?
- I think they killed him.
- Beat, we have to get out of here.
- Not me.
I want to see my mom.
You definitely should not have followed me.
Nope.
(panting)
- This is in their video.
- Hurry, you imbecile.
- [Don] Dear God.
- I'll take it from here, I'm on a deadline.
Move it.
- Damn it.
(eerie music)
- What's she doing?
I can't do it.
- Hey, hold it together.
- Oh, you scared me.
- I've been told you were a bad girl, Beatrice.
Don't you want to see your mother?
- Yes.
What are you looking for?
- No downstairs, no outside, no playmates,
or no mommy, ever.
Am I clear?
- It's all right, he's gone, he's gone now.
It's all right.
He'll leave soon.
Right?
I promise.
You're gonna be all right.
- I did not like that guy.
- He's head artist.
- We need to go outside and guard her window.
- Outside?
She's just a kid.
- Mister Doctor wants no more distractions.
- We have to go now.
- You go.
He won't kill me.
- How do you know that?
- I'm not an ideal specimen.
- I'll come back for you.
Don't worry.
- What, me worry?
- There's Tia.
I got this.
(tense music)
(neck cracking)
- So, you like the specimens from this area?
- They do seem to have the best choice of eyes.
Eyes are the most difficult to master.
They have to be harvested quickly.
- I like to keep 'em on ice until they're needed.
(bumping)
- Excuse me.
You continue to interrupt me
on the one night a year daddy needs to focus.
- Why won't you let me see mommy?
- It's time.
- What time?
- Time for you to grow up.
- What, no daddy, no.
Oh my God.
- You just killed him.
- Ain't got a choice.
Get back in that crib cellar,
I'll try and find a way in.
- Is that right, split up, are you crazy?
- What would you have me do?
(classical music)
- Tia is out there right now with those murderers.
If my dad was here, he would know what to do.
- That's a low blow.
I'm the one that's here, right?
Right?
Now get back in that crib cellar, (indistinct) okay.
Two people are hard enough to hide,
maybe one can be stealthy.
All right, I'll try to find a way and if I can't,
I'll get the car and I'll bring help.
Just stay in here where you're safe.
- Mister Doctor, this a new specimen?
- You're all acquainted with my daughter.
It is time for Beatrice to learn the family's trade secrets.
- Secrets?
Like how you keep Mommy and me locked up, in separate rooms.
- Hush.
- Or how you were never a doctor.
- Shall we move on to the speed contest?
(applauding)
- Beautiful work Reinaldo.
- Thank you.
- Contestants have 90 minutes to prepare their specimen,
start to finish.
Please write down your scores before moving on.
- Come on Don, come on.
- What is it?
- Nothing.
I just prefer a cleaner kill.
- Have you seen his kills?
They are very sloppy.
Mistakes, like him.
- Otis is no longer an artist.
- You can even see the cut.
- Before we go on to our next contest,
I have prepared a little treat.
Thanks to our esteemed guests
for providing tonight's desserts.
The jams are a delicacy from South America.
The caviar is organic, harvested not too far from here.
- We must talk.
- This is your night to shine, Reinaldo.
Go bask in the adulation of your artistry.
- This contest is rigged.
- Ridiculous.
- Favorites seem to always win.
- Sage, Mildred.
- Mildred is a true artist,
learning for centuries of taxidermification,
that cannot be learned.
Do not dare accuse me of a favoritism.
(ominous music)
- Our current speed contest champion
continues to impress.
Gutted, stuffed, and ready for presentation in 90 minutes.
- Wow.
- Three entries, how's that even possible?
- She is the most lifelike I've seen in 28 years.
(classical organ music)
- Is that a tear?
- Good, well Mildred is clearly the winner.
- I think the eye's leaking.
- Tear looked real.
It isn't intentional?
- No, the eye's leaking.
- I'll score mine, you score yours.
- Good God.
There are three.
(group murmuring)
- [Woman] Wonderful work.
- Thank you.
- [Woman] Very nice.
- The third subject was hands down
the most amazing life art I've ever seen.
- We only had two.
- Mildred, we need to talk.
- You little bitch.
How dare you desecrate my display?
I'm gonna strangle you with your own bowels.
- [Mister] Mildred?
Mildred!
- What?
- I will not tolerate rule breakers.
Hear this?
Hollow, hollow!
Using a mannequin core.
You are an embarrassment to our industry.
(thudding)
My apologies.
We have more housekeeping this year than usual.
Please forgive us.
Mildred's entries have been disqualified.
Please judge accordingly.
Does that look like favoritism to you?
(tense music)
- Who removed the third subject?
(tense music)
- Excuse me?
Do you see my phone?
I can't find it.
- No.
It's too dark.
(tense music)
- We need to take a moment
to thank our guests who are not artists,
but choose to participate through their generous donations.
Mister Landem.
Mister and Missus Henderson.
(applauding)
And we cannot forget the Muddles.
They gave so generously to our recreation contest tonight.
(applauding)
- I have to pee.
- You just went.
- I'm good.
- They want to see.
- Crank it up.
- What are you doing down here?
- I may have told a fib earlier.
- And how do you know this young lady, Beatrice?
- We just met.
She's the buzz.
Get it?
- No.
- [Woman] What the hell?
- Tia, run now.
(high-tension music)
- Tia?
- Thank you, Donald.
- So I see you met my stepdaughter.
- Just now.
She'll make an excellent specimen.
- My gift to you, dad.
- Are you kidding me?
- Her brother's locked in the corn crib.
Kill him.
- Our mom trusted you.
- Funny, so did your dad,
but look what that got him.
He was my first artwork.
- You fucker.
- Ooh, language child, language.
How rude the undead specimens can be.
Is that your other kid?
- Tia, come on.
Tia!
- Where's the girl?
- Check the barn, check the corn, the house, go.
(tense music)
- Kill him, sir?
Now that you know.
Put him in Otis' lab.
- Don.
- Wrong place, wrong time.
- You fucker.
- Watch your manners.
(grunting)
(yelling)
(creaking)
- Cary?
- [Cary] Hide.
- No, there's not enough time.
- The poser.
- I hope you like that suit.
You're gonna die in it.
- If I had a nickel for every time I heard that.
Time for you to be eaten.
(laughing)
If you could see your face.
Is that what you think of us?
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Cannibalism is for the desperate, and the uncultured.
Now I heard you'd actually slept in Otis' house last night.
I wouldn't stay in that sty if you paid me.
- Simon's.
- Who's Simon?
Search the house.
Now where were we?
My Uber made this in 1932.
We have a rich history.
Our founders perfected an ancient science
that relies heavily on a very specialized skillset.
Lauded by Kings and Lords,
it was a highly sought after occupation.
- You're sick.
Not even a hunter would think about doing this crazy shit.
- Hunter?
Do you think I'm some sort of scavenger,
scurrying through the underbrush,
looking for rabbits and rodents?
- No, I don't think you heard me.
I said you're worse.
(yelling)
- We perfected art and science for the ages.
The stuffed human, captured in a lifelike state.
- You're crazy, motherfucker.
- He needs an attitude adjustment.
Prep him for exploratory surgery, nervous system.
Pick a leg.
This may sting a bit.
- Cary?
We should have known Don was one of them.
I found this by the car.
He let the air out.
- Anyone down here that shouldn't be?
Otis?
- [Man] Don't waste your time.
(yelling)
(tense music)
(yelling)
- Quiet.
Or we're dead.
- I don't care.
- Don't give up.
- [Tia] Who are you with?
- What?
- Us or them?
- Myself.
I'm here for revenge.
I found these.
Create a distraction.
- [Tia] I'll go for Cary.
- Otis,
we got some big damn rats in here.
- You little brat.
Look what you did.
- [Tia] He loves you.
- It's on you, you did this.
I was gonna wait until you (indistinct).
Oh well.
You should have left when I gave you the chance.
You really should have.
(Don laughing)
Hey, calm down now.
Come on now.
You don't want to shoot anybody now do you?
(gun clicking)
(laughing)
Look like daddy only gave his boy the lessons.
I gotta admit,
I learned a lot from your pops,
and he screamed like a little baby when we drained him.
But he did manage to get a few licks in.
You know, I'm actually glad
you inserted yourself into my work.
Saved me some time.
With you two gone,
I can work on my masterpiece.
Your mom will be a beauty for the ages.
(chuckling)
Hey, come on now.
- You will never be my dad.
(gun firing)
(tense music)
- Run Tia.
- That was so bad.
I'm right behind you, go.
Go, go.
(yelling and crying)
- Come, Beat.
There's no time to waste.
- Not till I see her.
- She's in the trailer.
- Really?
- My word is my bond.
We've got a schedule to keep.
(engine running)
Satisfied?
Oh Beat, not again.
- Hi mommy.
I miss you.
- Okay, come child.
You can see her again when we reach our destination.
- You look angry.
Me too.
Daddy won't let us hang out, anymore.
I'll ride with her.
- No you won't.
You can get hurt riding back here.
- I'm already damaged.
It's what you said.
- You misunderstood.
- Not without mommy.
- Now see what you've done?
- Fix her.
You can fix her, daddy.
- Yes, I'll fix her good as new, now come on.
- Bury her in the woods.
I'm done with this charade.
- Cary, Cary?
Here, grab it.
Okay.
- I thought you'd never get my point.
Stake her out.
- Shouldn't we bury her, it'll be light soon.
- When I want your thoughts, Jarvis,
I'll just set that pea-sized brain of yours.
(tense music)
We're done here.
Hard to see?
Poor thing.
As your life drains away, remember,
it's fear, followed by denial, hopelessness,
and then finally acceptance.
But I doubt you'll last that long.
Goodbye, little troublemaker.
Gentlemen.
Did you get any petrol on the house?
You see your sister over there?
The last vision she's gonna see,
is your scrawny head popping like a zit.
(mournful cello music)
(yelling)
(tense music)
- Oh God, Cary.
Oh my God.
You okay?
- [Cary] Hey Simon, Simon.
- I just want to go home.
Oh for God's sake, Otis.
Use the door.
Would you please die?
- Hi daddy.
Did I do it right?
- Hey, help me put pressure.
- It's okay, go find Tia.
Save Tia.
- Tia.
Tia?
- Hey Sis.
(birds chirping)
(man screaming)
(birds singing)
(moaning)
- [Otis] Otis.
(smashing)
(rock music)
♪ Calamity in your eyes ♪
♪ Depravity by design ♪
♪ Rancorous in sight ♪
♪ Heinous suck me dry ♪
♪ Calamity in your eyes ♪
♪ Depravity by design ♪
♪ Rancorous in sight ♪
♪ Heinous suck me dry ♪
♪ Hive ♪
♪ Mind ♪
♪ Hive ♪
♪ Mind ♪
♪ Clarity in time ♪
♪ Acidity in your mind ♪
♪ Nefarious got you blind ♪
♪ Heinous suck me dry ♪
♪ Clarity in time ♪
♪ Acidity in your mind ♪
♪ Nefarious got you blind ♪
♪ Heinous suck me dry ♪
♪ Hive ♪
♪ Mind ♪
♪ Hive ♪
♪ Mind ♪