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(flies buzzing)

(distortion, static)

(man speaking, distorted)

(dog barking, growling)

(woman screaming)

No! No, Harlan, please!

(Crying) No. No.

Please, Harlan.

Oh God.

Harlan.

(Shouts) Give me my baby!

No! No!

(Baby crying)

(baby whimpering) (chiming)

(Static)

(siren approaching)

(static stops)

(dog barking)

(yells)

(yells)

(baby crying)

- Give me my baby!

Give me my... ah! F***!

Give me my baby please!

Save my baby, God!

Help me, God.

(shouting)

(car doors open)

- Man:
Don't move!

- Woman 2:
Don't move!

- Woman:
Save him, please!

- Please, God, help.

- Woman 2:
Who else is in the house?

- Save him, please!

- Man:
Put down your weapon.

Woman:

Save my baby!

Woman 2:

Put the baby down!

(Baby crying)

- Save my bib!!!

Woman 2:

Put the baby down now!

Do it gently.

Man:

Hands in the air where I can see 'em.

Put your hands on your head

and get down on your

f***ing knees. Now!

Ah!

(Cries) No! No!

- Woman 2:
Let go of the girl!

Get your hands on the ground now!

Man:
Lie down on the ground

and put down the knife.

Woman 2:

Put that down!

- I said put that f***ing knife down!

- Man:
Get down on your knees!

(Gunshots)

(grunts)

(Crying echoing)

(sirens approaching)

(distortion, static)

(Static)

(static stops)

(man speaking, distorted)

(distortion)

(rock music playing)

(clicks) (camera whirring)

Wait, guys. Wait.

See, I think you should get

to the bathroom faster.

It feels way too slow during that part.

By slow she means boring.

Plus it doesn't really look

like a farmhouse.

This is supposed to

take place in a farmhouse?

I know, I know.

I'll go faster next time.

It was a rehearsal.

- That was take 12.

- DeeDee, we need more blood

on the bodies, okay?

Like... like lots of blood.

Oh. Okay.

Is this gonna come off the seats

or are we gonna have to steam clean

everything before my mom comes back?

It'll be fine.

Trust me, okay?

It's just corn syrup.

It's not gonna ruin anything.

Nate, buddy,

you gotta hide your face more.

Okay? You're playing Harlan's dad

and you look like a teenager.

Well, maybe that's

because I am a teenager.

Just hide your face, okay?

Here, give me the blood.

When's lunch?

Aren't there rules...

(laughs) about when

you're supposed to feed your crew?

Hey, ordered pizza

like a half hour ago.

You got any beer to go with it?

'Cause I could use

a f***ing buzz right about now.

No. No beer.

We shouldn't even be doing this here.

Mom's gonna die

when she finds out about all this.

DeeDee, Mom's not gonna

find out about this.

- All right?

- Guys guys,

Come on. Please. All right?

This is gonna be great.

It would be really great

if Brianna's head

- was in the toilet at the end.

- Screw you, Scorsese.

I'm not putting my head

in the f***ing toilet.

- DeeDee:
Take 13.

(clicks)

- Action.

- You don't have to.

- Say you're sorry...

- Boy:
DeeDee, really.

- Come on, get out of the shot.

- Sorry.

You never mean it

when you say you're sorry.

No no no no no, no no no no no.

'Cause you don't have

to say "No guts, no glory".

No time to worry, no happy ending.

To your story.

(Doorbell chimes)

- Yay! The pizza's here.

Boy:

Come on. Really?

Woman:

Does the truth bend

depending on what prism

you look through?

Is there a truth?

To a good journalist,

that is the constant question.

There always has to be

that pang of doubt.

That doubt is what pushes you

further into your story.

Dig deeper.

Okay, who's up next?

DeeDee:

"The Secret Bridges of Marshall."

(chuckles)

(people chattering)

(whistle tweets)

- Go, Riley!

- Whoo!

Nate:

Come on, Riley!

Bridges? You did a half hour

on bridges, really?

And one train,

thank you very much.

Please. The project

Riley and I are doing...

gonna kick everyone's asses.

Hands down.

- No question.

- At least mine stayed on topic.

Yours is just an excuse

to make a horror movie.

So what?

It's 10 times more interesting.

10 times more morbid.

Nate:
I actually thought

it was kinda fun yesterday.

I think Bri and I are gonna head out

to Hollywood after graduation,

- be the next Brangelina.

(Brianna chuckles) Yeah, right.

- Both:
Hi.

- Nate:
Come on.

(Honks)

- Brianna:
Be serious.

- Nate:
I am serious.

- Boy:
It's Quinn.

I need to return

the camera equipment.

- Can I get your keys?

- Yeah.

Is it cool if I invite him

to the party tonight?

No way...

too old and too creepy.

Come on.

He's helped us out a lot.

Helping you and Riley, you mean.

I'm not dumb enough

to sign up for some stupid

elective like journalism.

Plus really... I mean

what has he really done?

He's loaned you some equipment.

Big deal.

I'm the one that had

to hug the toilet all night.

- Oh, and baby, you were awesome at it.

(laughs)

Hey, what's up, man?

It's right over here.

(Engine revs)

(exhales deeply)

- Dude, it was crazy yesterday.

We shot the scene 30 times,

didn't finish until midnight.

Then spent another two hours

scrubbing the blood off the seats.

But anyway, thanks.

And hey, there's a party tonight.

It should be fun

if you wanna hang with us.

- I've gotta work.

- All right, well, it'll go late.

Brianna and DeeDee's parents

went away for a long weekend,

so she's throwing herself

a little birthday bash.

- Brianna?

- Yeah.

- Brianna Baker?

- Yeah yeah, it's at her house.

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, Quinn, do you think

you could look down at the TV station,

see if there's anything on Harlan Diehl?

Maybe some footage

I can cut in my piece?

Who?

(Chuckles) Harlan Diehl.

The guy that I'm doing

the video on for class?

What, that a true story?

True crime, yeah.

When did it happen?

Like 15 years ago.

I can text you the exact details.

- Yeah, I'll check it, sure.

- That'd be great.

(Rock music playing)

- See you later.

Stupid American trash

I'm just American trash.

Stupid American trash.

Quinn.

What happened to that equipment?

That stuff has to be cleared

before it's removed from the premises.

- You know that.

(phone ringing)

That's real cute.

That's real cute.

I'm watching you.

I'm watching you.

(Door closes)

(sighs)

(groans)

- So what's Nate getting you

- for your birthday?

- What's he getting me

- or what do I want?

- Both.

Well, what I want are tickets

to the Shiny Toy Guns concert.

Okay, what is he getting you?

Probably a vibrator.

(School bell rings)

(girls laugh)

Are you serious? Stop it.

No, I'm dead serious.

(chuckles)

Isn't my boyfriend

so incredibly romantic?

What is wrong with your sister?

I have no idea.

(Camera whirring)

(girls chattering)

(Static)

(cellphone buzzing)

Police have confirmed the multiple

homicide that took place here,

but they've offered

no explanation or possible motive.

From the street,

this home looks perfectly normal.

But inside it's anything but.

The police spent

the last 48 hours here

where they found

a family of four murdered.

Officers were called to the scene

at approximately 3:30 Monday morning,

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