The Hills Run Red

You have one message.

Tyler, what's up?

This is Astor.

So I found ALexa Concannon

for Your project.

She works at the Crimson Kitty

out on route 8.

Call me

and I'll give you the details.

ANNOUNCER ON COMPUTER:

When night falls, the terror begins.

They thought

it was just a Legend.

They thought the woods were safe.

Their only warning

was a death rattle.

What was that?

ANNOUNCER:
From the master

of horror, Wilson Wyler Concannon.

Witness the birth of a madman.

His name is Babyface.

His game is death.

When night falls,

The Hills Run Red.

If You hear his rattle,

it's already too late.

Hey, sweetie.

Do you know what time it is?

It's late. What're you doing up?

- Mm, where's Lalo?

- Asleep in his lair.

I'm naked under this.

Are you gonna spend the rest

of the night with that? Or with me?

Just a little bit longer.

I promise.

Not again.

I guess

I'll just go back to bed. Alone.

In the beginning, the Lord said,

"Let there be Light".

And there was light

and it was good.

And then, man said,

"Let there be celluloid".

Celluloid made film

and film shows the world...

what it doesn't wanna see.

So I had to ask myself...

Why this movie?...

I mean' is it just one

merciless murder after another?

What did people see in it

that was so disturbing?

That's what I wanna find out.

Soon as he's finished jerking off

over the kill scenes.

- Goddamn it.

- I can hear through the walls.

- Get your giant nose out of my shot.

- It's just video blogging.

- I was in the moment.

- Whatever.

- Back away.

- Come on, we're gonna be late.

Know what you're gonna

get out of this?

Uh, yeah'

a thousand e-mails telling me...

The Hills Run Red is

a Spaghetti Western made in 1966.

Actual title, River of Dollars.

- See? I love that you know that.

- That's right.

But why this movie, Tyler?

It's just another '80s splatter-fest.

Think of the mystery

surrounding it.

I mean, no movie just vanishes

without a trace.

No prints.

Just some stills and a trailer.

That's pure, uncensored,

unfiltered unfucked-with cinema...

that only a handful of people

got to see. Why?

- Hi.

- Guy made one movie.

Nobody gave a sh*t.

End of story.

- Two popcorns' please.

- 20 years ago nobody gave a sh*t.

- Tyler, nobody gives a sh*t now.

- Concannon was doing something.

Something that scared people enough

to bury it. Don't you wanna know what?

Hey, look, who's to say

it shouldn't stay buried?

- F*** off.

- Heh, heh.

Film speaks a language

and therefore has a grammar...

that is incomprehensible to the

cinematic illiterate... unquote.

- Heh. You got it bad, don't you?

- Wilson Wyler Concannon said that.

Oh, God' he's terminal folks.

He's using all three names.

No, no, the... Splices.

A single cut in the wrong place

can kill you...

- Dude, what does that even mean?

- It's genius.

I think the worLd is crazy.

I think it takes a certain amount of

crazy to show the world who they are.

Otherwise,

you're just bull shitting them.

This thing is only famous

because it's so obscure.

See, now you understand. It's time

to prove or disprove the legend.

I'm gonna find it, rediscover it and

do a documentary on the whole history.

Right, right, right.

Easier said than done.

The guy disappeared, what,

Not completely.

The little girl from the movie.

So what?

That's Concannon's daughter.

Alexa. His only known child.

- How'd you find her?

- Astor tracked her down.

She's only 20 minutes

outside the city.

- Ugh. Astor?

- Yeah.

And, what? She's just gonna hand you

all this forbidden knowledge?

- It might take a little convincing.

- Right. Oh, yeah. Sure.

Lalo, haven't you ever felt

the planets line up? Ever?

You know, it's that feeling that

you know something's gonna happen.

You, my friend, are out to prove

you're more obsessed than anybody else.

That's what I said.

- And you want me to help you.

- You have to.

Between us, we've got the gear.

I've got 500 bucks.

- Plus a credit card for the car-rental.

- Whoa. Now we're traveling?

We have to go to all

the original locations, genius.

Did you ask Serina?

- She'll do it.

- You didn't ask Serina.

Give me one good reason...

why we should hook up with you

on this Chinese fire drill.

Because she loves me,

and you love me.

And deep down, I know you wanna

see this movie as bad as I do.

Oh, man.

Does this involve getting laid

at any point?

Excuse me.

Alexa Concannon?

Do you remember the fun we had

when you poisoned me?

Lalo, just tell me

where Tyler went.

Serina, I... I don't know

where he went, okay?

You know better than

anybody else how he gets.

He's a man on a mission.

Yeah, and he expects us

to drop everything...

head out to the middle of nowhere,

and chase after his f***ing movie.

That's the plan.

Me camera, you sound.

Look... uh, if we don't do this...

he's just gonna go by himself. Okay?

MAN ON TV:

In case you get any more ideas.

Sorry.

It's okay.

Darling, the only ghoul

in the house is you.

Hello?

Well, hello.

I saw you looking for me.

Poor little lost lamb.

Whoa... uh, wait a minute.

This isn't why I'm here.

You're her, right?

From The Hills Run Red?

Shh.

Uh... you don't

have to do this.

You have to.

They're watching.

All the time.

At least act

like you're enjoying it.

I just wanna talk.

That's not

what I get paid to do.

Look, you don't belong here.

Why?

Because you're Alexa Concannon.

Meet me outside, little lamb.

Well? Drive.

You live here?

Yeah, I'm in between mansions.

So am I everything

you dreamed of?

Uh... I don't really know

what I expected.

Disapproval is not allowed.

I wanna talk to you

about this project that...

Mm. Save it.

You're not the first.

Most of you a**holes come here

wanting an autograph or a snapshot...

or some memorabilia or something.

- Am I right?

- No, no.

Listen.

I need to find your father's film.

You're my only link to it.

My father said you don't...

make film, you live film.

Sacrifice everything for it.

If I did have the movie,

I'd burn it.

Scatter the ashes.

Nothing left.

It's nice having fans, I guess.

It's not like that.

I'm not just a fan.

Oh, I see. You're serious.

You're not like those other guys.

- No. I'm not.

- Sure.

I know what you're really

looking for.

You'd better mount up

before my blast wears off.

Would you stop it with that?

You know you wanna f*** me.

Don't tell me you haven't thought

about it since the beginning.

It's like you said...

I'm serious.

How serious? How badly do you want

whatever it is you want?

Do you even know

what it is you want?

- Yeah?

- I got her.

Got who?

You know who.

She's taking us to see the film.

Be ready in a few days.

All right. Ahem. Copy.

We're supposed to,

quote... get ready...

Where is he?

Uh... chasing

Concannon's daughter.

I guess that lets us

off the hook, then.

What the hell do you think

you're doing, you f***ing psycho?

Oh, you want serious?

I'll give you serious.

I'm gonna help you

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