Claw Page #3

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we'll be taking a

long walk through

a very dark woods,

who knows what might be

lurking around the corners

of this place

in the cold,

dark night.

- I can get Jimmy

to, (blows smoke)

wrap up and I could give you

and your friends a ride home.

- Wow, I thought

you'd never ask.

Shotgun!

- Can I come?

- Yeah, of course hun.

- We do have to stop for

some smokes on the way.

- Of course, let's

lock and load.

- All right.

(upbeat rock music)

So, what does a hunk

like you do here for fun?

- You know, nothing much,

hiking, dirtbikin',

huntin'.

- (laughs) That's a lot of N's.

- Wranglin', - wrangling?

- Stuff like that.

- I like that.

- How about you?

- How's the big city?

- Eh, you know.

- I was thinkin' about

movin' down there,

gettin' outta the

sticks, ya know but,

time and, you know, it

never happens like that.

- [Kevin] We're back.

- Let's go.

(creepy, menacing music)

- Nice place.

- Hey, that part of the

house is off limits.

You're gonna get me in trouble,

it's my name in the I-stay app,

they will charge

me a penalty fee.

- Too bad fuckboy,

we're going exploring.

- Mm, fuckboy, I like that.

(laughs)

(deep, creepy music)

- Now that's what

I call a bedroom.

- You sure it's

cool to be in here?

Your friend seemed concerned.

- It's fine, should

be fine, come on.

(erotic music)

I'll take that.

I got something for you.

(giggles)

Surprise.

(Ella moaning)

(erotic music)

- Oh, sh*t.

Oh, damn.

Take that shirt off.

(grunting)

Your ass.

(moaning)

- Wait.

(moaning)

- Gross.

(Ella moaning and grunting)

- Mmm.

That was great. (Giggles)

- I gotta go,

they'll be wondering where I am.

- They?

Girlfriend? Wife perhaps?

Aww, don't worry farm boy,

your secret's safe with me.

I won't tell anybody.

(giggles)

Y'all come back now, ya hear?

Toodles.

Man.

(deep, sharp, menacing music)

- Whoo!

(choking and gurgling)

(deep menacing music)

(creepy opera music)

(Steve gasping for air)

(gurgling)

(heavy blood splatter)

(creepy opera music)

(gurgling and gagging)

- I'm tired.

- Yeah, I think me and you

should just go to sleep.

- Let's do it.

- Yeah, that was a long night.

- Pinch my nipples.

(Gina giggles)

(chopping)

(loud, menacing tunes)

- Okay.

(breathing hard)

(fire crackling)

(slightly creepy piano music)

(bones clanking in bucket)

- My God, it's the worst.

I'm not drinking

tequila shots again.

Make it stop.

Okay.

(slightly creepy piano music)

Oh God.

- [Kevin] F***.

- So, lovebirds,

breakfast is served.

- How can you be so

chipper man this morning,

my head is on f***ing fire.

- Yeah, I think I'm gonna puke.

- Well first of all,

I wasn't hitting the

tequila shots like you,

secondly, I wasn't

up f***ing all night

like the both of you,

and thirdly...

- Thirdly what?

- Thirdly, eat your breakfast

and get your sh*t together.

We have a long day today,

and the first stop of

the Tiffani murder tours

is the Codebrook

Motel triple homicide.

- Oh God.

(creepy music)

(faucet running)

- [Tiffani] Kevin,

can you help me with the dishes?

- Coming.

- [Tiffani] Nathan Jackson

was the owner of

the Flashback Motel,

since renamed the

Codebrook Motel.

Nathan was good

with electronics.

He had each room bugged

with pinhole cameras

overlooking the

bed and a bathroom.

In fact, each room had

approximately 10 hidden cameras

hooked up to the master console.

Every night, Nathan

would sit at the console

in his back office watching.

To say that he was

aroused by this footage

would be an understatement.

Over a seven year

span back in the '90s,

Nathan began

sneaking in the rooms

of the guest that gave

him a real good cam show

and would torture and kill

them right where they lay,

and of course, it was

all on camera still.

(deep, haunting music)

Candace was Butcher

Bills seventh victim.

Her friends called

her Bubblegum.

She was a working girl.

She was working all the

way up until the one night

she ended up in

the wrong vehicle.

Butcher Bills

beige pickup truck.

Knocked unconscious,

she didn't feel anything

until she woke up

dangling from a meat hook

inside of Bill's barn.

And here it is.

- Terrific.

- Candace was drugged

up just enough

that when the butcher

had peeled all the skin

off her right arm, she

screamed bloody murder,

but did not lose consciousness.

Same with the left arm.

In fact, it wasn't

until the butcher...

- Aargh.

(Ella gasps in shock)

- You f***in' jerk.

(laughs)

- Where did you get that?

- From behind the barn there.

There's all sorts of

rusty things over there.

- Put that thing back, you're

disturbing a piece of history.

- You are loopy.

Does your mother know

how screwed up you are?

- My mother's dead.

- Sorry about that.

- I killed her.

(all laugh)

- Okay, okay.

Look, this is a

lovely story and all,

and I can't wait to

hear the rest of Candace

the dead hooker,

but, you know,

all the body arts

and stuff and yeah,

serial killers and sh*t

hangin' in barns and

f***in' tools that you're rip

people apart with but really,

I really wanna get outta

here 'cause I'm startin'

to feel a little sick.

- Okay, fine,

just one more quick stop

before we head home.

- What?

Why, why?

(gentle piano music)

Oh, how fitting,

a graveyard, gee.

I wonder who and how

many people died here,

and what was the tools that

they used to kill them with?

Oh, and how bad did they suffer?

Gee, give me all

the gory details.

- Actually, this story involves

a young girl named Nora.

There are different accounts

of the Nora murders.

So, it's almost like local

folklore at this point.

But most can agree

on some of the facts.

It was Halloween night

almost 20 years ago.

She went trick or treating

with her brothers.

She ran off without

them seeing her

to the house at a

corner of the street.

Again, details are

sketchy as to which house,

what street, even her last name.

What they do know

is that the next time

that Nora was found,

she was nailed to the

inside of the front door

of that house,

just hanging there

like a big X.

- Oh that's it,

we are getting the f***

outta here right now.

- I didn't even get

to Nora murders parts.

- I don't give a sh*t.

- Okay, fine, but tonight,

we are having a seance

to try and wake the

spirits of Swamp Hollow.

- Oh the f*** no we're not.

Oh come on, man,

I had enough of this spook sh*t.

I just wanna see my stud

bar boy tonight please.

- Yeah, me too,

but not stud boy,

more like stud girl.

She kinda snuck out last

night while I was sleeping.

I didn't even get the

chance to say goodbye.

- I would take that

as a hint dude.

Anyways, you all got to do

what you wanted last night,

now it's my turn to choose.

It's my day.

- Your turn?

We have been doing this

spook sh*t all day long!

All I wanna do is spend

a nice day in the country

and this is not my

idea of doing it.

Kevin.

- Well actually,

it was kinda cool.

- Okay, let's vote on it.

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