The Axe Murders of Villisca

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- No!

- Yes!

When I come home at night

She will be waiting

She'll be the truest doll

in all this world

I'd rather

have a paper doll

-Ina!

Ina! Ina, get up!

Come here.

You, you need to go right now!

Get up! You need to go!

- You're scaring me.

-Please, listen to me.

Ina, you have to go! Right now!

Please, please, just leave!

Ina, leave me! You need to get

out of here right now!

Now!

- The Lord has delivered you

unto me

and I will take thy head

from thee!

- 1912, the year that marks

the sinking of the Titanic

the debut of the Oreo cookie,

just look it up

and also one of the puzzling

and notorious

murders in Iowa history.

Today marks 100 years since

the Villisca axe murders.

- A century-old

unsolved axe murder

eight people hacked to death

has intrigued twenty-first

century forensic scientists

and investigators

around the world.

- Okay, I think

I just saw something

move behind the camera.

If this is Lena or Ina, please

let me know you're in here.

Lena?

Ina?

Hello?

- And finally, we've reached

the number one

most haunted place in America.

- I'd been a paranormal

investigator for about 11 years

and up to that point,

I'd never..

- The most grisly, terrifying,

unsolved murders

of the 20th century.

-Okay.

- You have 1 new message.

- Hey, Caleb, this is mom.

Um, I have to do a double shift

today, so I won't be home

until at least

after nine or ten tonight.

Just a reminder,

tomorrow before you leave

I'd like to, um, visit

the cemetery, of course..

- Too early

to start celebrating?

-I'm being sad.

- Come on, man. It's your last

day of school, ever!

- Denny.

- Yo?

- This town blows, man.

- Ha ha, tell me about it, dude.

- You don't know.

- Yeah, I know.

-You don't know.

-Excuse us! Coming through!

We survived.

- Thank you for the ride, Denny.

-Of course, buddy.

- Alright, what are we

doing tonight?

- Oh, all will be revealed

this evening.

- Gotta tell ya, Denny, I will

not miss your cryptic bullshit.

- What are you talking about?

You love my cryptic bullshit.

It's like one of my

major features.

-Shut up. No, you did not.

Ooh, look who's here,

everybody's favorite f*ggot.

- Why don't you back off,

Connor?

- Yeah, I'm not talking to you,

freak.

God, I haven't seen you since,

what, last summer, buddy?

Underneath the bleachers,

remember?

You had Jerry Fletcher's dick

in your mouth.

-Caleb! Caleb, stop it!

- F***ing psycho.

Just like your old man.

Oh, yeah!

Hit me, come on, do it!

-Stop! Shut up and back up!

Do you want me

to call your dad again?

-No, ma'am.

- And Dennis, what are you

doing here?

-I'm sorry, Mrs. Flanks.

I... I just thought it'd be nice

to give Caleb

a ride on his last day.

- I'm sure he'd love that.

- F*** you, Connor.

-Not one more word!

It's a nice sentiment, Dennis.

But would you please

take your little bike

and get off my campus?

-Sure thing, Mrs. Flanks.

Later, Caleb.

-Bye, buddy.

- Boys, the gymnasium

is this way.

Why don't we all go together?

- Oh my gosh,

you have to see this.

- I know, I heard about it all

this week. So excited.

- Excited?

- You know what I mean.

-I do. I bookmarked it.

- Hey, b*tch.

- Dude.

That girl in the bathroom,

she passed out.

You wanna know...

- What what?

- The new girl!

The new girl from Chicago!

- F***in' camera!

Give me the camera.

- What's your name?

- I'm Connor.

- Connor?

- Yeah.

- You guys are weird here.

- What do you mean, here?

- In Iowa.

- What's wrong with Iowa?

-Who lives in Iowa?

I live in Iowa.

Connor, we live in Iowa.

- That can't be her.

- Don't be stupid.

It's definitely her.

-Hi.

-Hey.

- What do you want, Rob?

- Connor wants to talk to you.

- Yeah, I don't think

that's going to happen.

- Everybody knows

you're gonna come crawling back.

Slut.

What do you want?

- Nothing, man.

Such a b*tch.

- Yeah.

- Hey, did you see

what I wrote on her locker?

- No, man..

- It's right here.

-Oh, f***!

Ah! Oh, sh*t!

He started it.

- Go to the nurse.

You, in my office. Now.

Come on. Quick time.

-Sorry about that.

-Don't be. Kid's a jerk.

I told you if you just focused

you'd be in and out of here

by the end of the month.

Any plans?

- I'm leaving for Omaha

tomorrow.

My uncle owns a motel.

Said I could have a job

if I had this.

- Well, listen,

before you take off

I'd like to have a little

chat with you.

I know this has been a difficult

time for you and your mom.

But, Caleb, when you

walk out that door

there's nothing else

I can do for you.

-I wasn't expecting you to.

- That's not what I meant,

Caleb.

I know you're a smart kid.

But life is about the choices

we make.

And we have to do our best

to make the good ones.

Otherwise, we get stuck

living in the bad ones.

Okay.

Let me know how it goes

in Omaha.

-Hey, guys.

So today's a pretty

exciting day for me.

For the final outing

of the Maryville

Paranormal Institute

we will be visiting the boss

fight of ghost houses

Villisca.

As always, I will be joined

by my best friend and fellow

ghost hunter, Caleb.

Countdown begins now.

Tonight.

The Villisca axe murder house.

Love you, mom.

- You've gotta know, Jess,

in a couple of months

all this sh*t's gonna go away.

- It's already been

a couple of months, Ellie.

And, today,

while I was at school

two girls were watching

it again.

God, I hate this place.

I miss you guys. I miss Chicago.

-Well, get your ass back here

and stop hanging out

with farmers.

-Uh, you know, actually

this kind of cool thing

did happen today at school.

-Yeah?

- So Rob came up to me today

and was like

"Connor wants to talk to you."

And I just walked away

and he was yelling all this

mean sh*t at me.

And then this other kid,

I think his name is Caleb

he went up to Rob and just

slammed his face

into the locker.

- What?

- Yeah.

It was awesome.

-Yeah.

Okay, uh, what's his last name?

-Um..

- Hirsche?

- Hirsche.

What? How did you...

-Facebook. Geographic search.

Perfect for stalking.

- Oh, my God, you're creepy.

- Wait a minute.

- What?

- He's got his address

on Facebook.

- And?

- Go!

-No, Ellie.

-Look, at least go tell him

to take his f***ing address

off Facebook!

Jess, you're a Chicago woman.

Do this, b*tch!

Come on!

- Okay, okay, okay, fine.

Whatever.

I'll go... to his house.

But if I get murdered,

it's totally your fault.

Girl, please, nothing

ever happens in Iowa.

- Give me that.

You can take that.

-Brooks Brothers?

Where'd you get

a Brooks Brothers shirt?

-Not this one.

-No.

Now, what time are you

leaving tomorrow?

-Around noon. Greyhound.

-Awesome.

-What, riding a bus?

-No, seriously.

Going someplace else,

getting out of here..

It's awesome.

-What's up?

- Nothing.

- Denny.

-Nothing.

I mean..

- It's like two hours away.

You can visit any time you want.

-Oh, sh*t. We gotta move.

- For what?

- The tour.

- Dude, no.

- Yeah.

We've been planning this for,

like, two months, dude.

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