See No Evil

Jesus, that is loud.

I'd call and complain, too.

Neighbors also said

there was screaming.

It's the police!

Hey, shouldn't we

wait for backup?

You wait.

Are you

checkin' this out?

Now!

- Police!

- Freeze!

Ma'am?

You all right?

Is she alone in here?

Ma'am?

Oh, my God.

What the f...

Blaine!

Officer...

Officer down.

Move it back, people!

Please. Step back.

Move back.

Ready to go live

in three...

two...

And one.

It's... it's

indescribable.

This... This horrific

crime scene

where a rookie officer

has been savagely

hacked to death at this

dilapidated residence.

..in what

authorities have described

as a gruesome crime scene,

two officers entered

this abandoned building

earlier this afternoon.

What they found inside

is simply too grisly...

The young officer

who lost his life

in this attack

has not been identified

pending notification

of next of kin.

Williams risked his own life

to rescue the young woman

being held hostage

on the premises.

So far, the remains...

So far, seven human

remains have been unearthed,

all with the eyes

grotesquely removed

in what police are saying

is one of the most diabolical...

The only possible clue

to the horrendous acts

which occurred here today

lay in the hands

of two very shaken

survivors.

14-year police veteran

Frank Williams

is the only surviving officer.

He's being taken from the scene

with severe injuries,

and at this point,

his condition

is listed as critical.

..for any clues

they can provide.

..female victim,

who was brutally blinded.

..will be consulted

as numerous unsolved mysteries

may be laid to rest

with these tragic...

Investigators

are anxious to question

Sergeant Williams

and the female...

For now, both will be rushed

to Overland General

for psychiatric evaluation

and trauma care.

Stay tuned

to this developing story as...

- Hey, Russell.

- What, dude?

Check this out, bro.

I don't need to.

Help a white boy out.

Sweet.

Keep it down back there.

Gentlemen,

can we move it?

How many more miles?

Richie, please.

Shut up, man.

I found these condoms.

Why are you

looking at me? God.

Busted.

We need to be able

to trust you guys.

This is the first coed

program of its kind.

So, again...

no fraternizing.

Melissa?

Melissa!

Ma'am?

She's the last person

you've got to worry about.

You b*tch.

Oh, my God.

The mute spoke.

Watch your ass, slut.

What, like the way

you watch Kira's?

Dyke.

Ladies.

They're here.

Bunch of losers.

Hope they had their shots.

Zo, pass me

my bag, please.

Sure.

Thanks.

Dude, you better

back up off me.

I just about had

enough of your sh*t.

Oh, my God.

Move me, boy.

- What?

- Son of a b*tch.

I got your boy.

I'm'a show...

Let's go, shithead.

- Hey!

- "Boy," huh?

You two knock it off.

I said knock it off!

Fuckface.

You'd rather stay here?

Go back inside?

Now, get goin'.

Hey, Frank.

I thought my group

was animals.

Those two gonna make it?

We'll see.

Hello, ladies.

Don't sit next to me.

What are you lookin' at?

Hello, everyone.

I'm Hannah Anders.

This is Frank Williams.

You guys know that

your hard work this weekend

will pay off

in shorter sentences.

I hope you can prove to us

that we made the right decision

in choosing you

for this program.

What's up,

squeaky tweaker?

F*** you, Mike.

Been there.

Done that.

I used to hit that sh*t.

Is that what you call it?

What, I say somethin'?

Dumb-ass.

You talkin' to me, Rufus?

- Yeah.

- You know what?

You might want to move.

Hey!

- Oh my God.

- Hey!

Break it up back there!

I said break it up.

What? I didn't do sh*t.

I don't care. Act up again,

we turn around.

That goes for all of you.

God, his hand.

What happened to him?

You mean the claw?

Leprosy.

I heard Chihuahua attack.

Hey, you're, like, the dog

pound liberator, huh?

Dog pound liberator?

Yeah. They were

gonna gas 'em.

Nice move, though.

I respect that.

I'm gonna need drugs.

I heard that.

Where the f***

are they taking us?

Yo, Tye.

- Tye.

- Come on, man.

Can't a brother

get some rest?

Look, I might had

a proposition for you.

For me.

Yeah.

I'm listenin'.

Okay, everyone, this is it.

Damn.

What is this? Hotel Ghetto?

Like you'd know.

I thought my 'hood was bad.

Mr. Williams.

I'm so glad this worked out.

Me, too, Margaret.

Thanks for the opportunity.

How's our first group?

Not so good.

Some a little worse than others.

We left County for this?

'Scuse me.

Let's go.

Slave labor bullshit.

Oh my God.

What a dump.

Damn!

Smelled better on the bus.

I wonder if there's cable.

Knock it off.

Good afternoon, everyone.

I'm Margaret Gaine.

I'm involved in the renovation

of historical landmarks.

This property

was donated to us

a few years ago.

We toyed with the idea

of reopening the hotel,

but honestly,

what this part of town

really needs is a shelter

for the homeless.

That's where

you guys come in.

What, homeless?

No, dear.

Volunteers.

We didn't volunteer.

Dude.

Can't you ever

f***in' shut up?

Eat me.

Oh, yeah.

Good comeback.

F*** you.

Uh, what museum...

did you say you

work for, granny?

Guys. You know the tradeoff

for three days' work

is a month off your sentence.

That's not a bad deal.

Let me tell you somethin'.

Hannah and I are

here on a weekend

because we believe

in second chances.

Don't prove us wrong.

For the next three days,

if Margaret asks you

to do somethin',

you better do it.

You got it?

Who wants a tour?

- Mr. Blackwell built the hotel

- I can't believe this.

As a playground for

himself and his friends.

Rumor has it that there

are hidden passageways

and two-way mirrors all over,

although I've never found them.

We've almost finished

renovating the suites

on the second floor.

That's where

you'll all be staying.

Penthouse floors, however,

on eight and nine

are off-limits.

It's too dangerous for guests.

Why? What happened?

There was a fire in '71.

It gutted them.

It killed Mr. Blackwell,

his wife,

and a few others.

And since the hotel was

more of a hobby

than a business,

it's never been repaired.

Besides, we don't

want your parents

suing us if you

get hurt, now, do we?

Oh. Before I forget.

During mealtimes,

you all can eat

in the atrium.

However, the doors must

remain locked at night.

So. Ladies...

grab a trash bag.

Gentlemen, brooms.

Michael, is it?

Yeah. You want me

to be shot caller?

No. No, we want you to mop.

The lavatory's over there.

Your heard her, Mike.

Get the mop.

Hey, I'm tryin'

to clean here!

Cut it out!

Oh, sh...

Hello?

Hello?

- Shh!

- You scared me!

Keep your voice down.

Did you open that?

Yeah. I'm gettin'

the f*** outta here.

What?

This only leads out

to the atrium.

You'd still be

inside the hotel.

Jesus!

Nice try, though.

Come on, don't let

Michael get to your head.

You don't understand.

Where'd you get those?

What's-her-name.

She lifted 'em off Hannah.

Oh. Zoe.

Yeah. Zoe.

I just can't believe

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