Claw Page #5

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Whore b*tch.

- Hey,

I'm sorry I brought it up.

I didn't know.

- That's okay.

It's all good now.

(menacing music)

- Oh God.

(crying)

(horrified gasp)

(menacing suspense music)

(creepy opera music)

- I'm gonna go

have a smoke quick.

- I reckon you'll

have a knee slapping

good 'ole time with that.

See, I'm kinda liking

this country vibe.

- You are weird.

(creepy opera music)

- Boo!

- Oh sh*t. (Laughing)

- I got you.

- You b*tch.

Scared the sh*t outta me.

Made me drop my smoke.

- I got you though.

This mask looks real, right?

I found it in one of

the bedroom drawers.

C'mon, it's our last night.

Ella's not allowed

to have all the fun.

(opera music fades, chair rocks)

(creepy piano music)

Up here in the woods

I'm getting drunk

with all my friends

I'm up here in

the woooooooods

Up here in the woods

I'm getting drunk

with all my friends

I'm up here in

the wooooooooods

- I like the direction

your music was taking.

Much better than that uppity

pop crap you usually play.

- Thank you I guess?

So, what's your story for real?

We've been friends

for a while now but,

I hardly know

anything about you.

Why are you so

withdrawn all the time?

- And what do you wanna know?

- I don't know,

like who's the last

guy you slept with?

- (laughs) Just like a man,

one track mind.

Last guy I slept with,

Lisa

the barista

at East Village Cafe.

- Get out of here.

- You're welcome.

For your wet dream tonight.

I like guys by the way,

just not boys like you.

- Like I'd want you anyways.

I mean what is there to want?

- Wouldn't you like to know.

You would wouldn't you?

Ella's more my type anyway.

Strong, sexy, funny,

you should take notes.

- Now it all makes sense.

- Keep telling yourself that.

If I were straight,

I'd be all over you.

- Anyways, how

about another song?

(strumming guitar)

(ice clacking in glass)

- We haven't even

finished a bottle yet.

- [Kevin] Bourbon.

- [Tiffani] You lightweight.

Hey, so you know,

that Lisa thing

was two years ago.

- Better was.

- Yeah.

Long f***ing time without sex.

- Sex, I like sex.

- Maybe I should've

done like you guys.

Get me a nice

country boy, or girl.

I just kinda hopes that

Ella would slip up and

play my team for the night.

That didn't happen.

- Play on your team, huh. Okay.

- By the way, you are cool.

I like hanging out with you.

- [Kevin] Gee, thanks.

- You are very talented.

I wish I could play the

guitar like you can.

- Bet you do.

- You are even cute sometimes.

I'm sorry I give

you so much sh*t.

I'm just f***ed up.

- Very f***ed up.

- I guess I deserve that.

I like you, you know.

You're very sweet.

A lot sweeter than

the other friends.

- [Kevin] Thanks.

- You're not gonna rememeber

any of this are you?

- Nope.

- Hey,

I'm gonna go take a bath.

Come and say hi.

- Hello.

Oh sh*t.

(slow, mysterious music)

(water running)

(door creaking)

(footsteps)

- Kevin, is that you?

I thought you

weren't gonna come.

I've been waiting for you.

Well, aren't you gonna join me?

(loud thud, blood squishing)

(gagging)

(creepy music)

- You know, you really

think I wanna hear this sh*t

from you all day long?

Ella, Ella, Ella,

I know,

you don't wanna f*** me.

Okay, so, I got

it loud and clear.

You're not that hot

anyways stripper.

Always yapping your mouth,

you're just too cool for school.

Why do I even hang out with you?

Just say it, say it to my face.

Call me a loser

okay, I can take it.

I take it from

everyone all day long.

Even Tiffani.

Tiffani,

I thought you'd be cool to me.

Pretending like you're

into me sometimes

and then you just go off on me,

it's verbal assault.

Where do you even get

off up in black dahlia?

Oh, you're so obsessed

with murders, whoopty sh*t.

Like anyone gives a sh*t.

Why the f*** do I even hang

out with the two of you?

I mean isn't there anyone

out there in the world

that is not a total dick,

I mean a real f***ing

veiny certifiable cock?

I mean what the f*** am

I gonna do with myself?

Am I just gonna keep

takin' this sh*t?

I am not going to let

these toxic relationships

get to the point they

get to next time around,

I mean you say a couple

bad things to me, about me,

and that is it.

I can make new

friends easy enough.

I don't have to continually

take sh*t from nobody.

Like you for example.

Are you really just

gonna treat me like that

and expect me to do nothing?

How do you expect someone to

just sit there and take it?

You really think I wouldn't

find out that you were

just totally screwing me,

f***ing with me, using me?

You deserved everything you got.

Burn in hell.

(deep menacing music)

(thud)

And you, you sloppy

motherf***er.

You left Sandy's blood all

over the f***ing place.

I saw it all dried up

all over the house,

all over doorknobs, walls,

all over the f***ing place.

Are you f***ing kidding me,

you think nobody would notice?

F***ing Sandy.

Did you think I wouldn't

find out you were

totally using me?

Playing me, f***ing with me?

You just think I

wouldn't notice?

Are you listening to me?

First of all, thank you.

Thank you for taking care

of that bartender for me.

I mean he just walks in here

and fucks Ella just like that?

I've been trying to

get with he for months

and he just strolls in

here and ruins everything?

Thank you for noticing

my dislike in that hick,

hope he begged for

his life, scum.

(thud)

Bones in the f***ing campfire?

Are you f***ing kidding me,

you're just gonna burn

up that a**hole's body

right outside when I had guests

sleeping in the house here?

Are you f***ing crazy,

what if any of them got up

in the middle of the night

to go pee and they

look outside the window

and see you cooking human

flesh on a f***ing campfire?

You f***ing moron,

I should just kill you

right here at the table

for having sh*t for brains.

And then there's Ella.

What the f*** are you doing

with her up in the barn

all day long, are

you kidding me?

You don't think I saw

you turning lights

on and off up there,

I was f***ing looking

in the window.

How the f*** do you expect

to keep up with this killing

without somebody finding out?

I mean, it's just

really f***ing sloppy,

I mean what if Tiffani

was looking in the window,

she woulda freaked the f*** out.

The last thing I need

are chicks running around

the property and we

have to catch them

just so we can kill them.

It's just really f***ing sloppy

I mean, how embarrassing.

Nora would be ashamed if

she was here right now,

if she saw how half

assed you are sometimes.

Why did you have

to leave us, Nora?

Why did you have to go

over to Mr. Welman's

house that night?

What did he say to you?

What did he do to you?

Did he touch you?

Huh? Did he f***ing touch you?

I'll tell you what we

did to Mr. Welman, Nora.

We waited 'till he

least expected it

and broke into his house.

Same house where he took your

innocent little life from us.

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