The Manor Page #3

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What the hell.

So...

I gotta ask you...

What's up with you

and old "Barbie?"

- Who, Amy?

- Yeah. She's hot as hell, man.

Oh...

Dude, she's my cousin.

[chuckles]

Big deal.

What, you've probably seen her

three, four, maybe five times

in your life?

Cousin, schmousin.

It's fair game, in my book.

What the hell...

Her and I...

we had a thing.

- You and her?

- Yeah.

Me and Amy,

last trip to the manor.

Yeah, I... I was...

16, and she was 14.

- I knew that I liked you.

- Well, I... It was weird.

I mean, I... It was weird. It...

Weird now even being back here.

I'll bet it is.

Look, we were...

young, you know?

Exploring.

Nothing-better-to-do kind

of stuff.

I could be way off base, but I

think you still kind of like her.

[Trevor chuckles]

Well, maybe, tonight you guys

can rekindle some of that

"manor magic."

[laughs]

No, I don't think so.

But I... I will take

another beer.

[clears throat

All right.

Now you're speaking my language.

[Ole] You like taking pictures?

You almost gave me

a heart attack.

Uh, yeah.

Don't be scared.

I like taking pictures, too.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

But I like being in them better.

Hey, come on,

take a picture of me.

- What?

- Yeah, that's right.

I'll even pose

right nice for you.

[inhales]

Hmm.

[chuckles] Okay.

Okay, got it.

Okay, okay, let's shoot.

I'll pose again for you.

I'll give you another pose.

We're good.

Let me see.

Excuse me?

Can't you show me

on that little screen of yours?

Uh, I really should get going

back to the party.

You ain't going nowhere.

[screams]

It's a good shot.

You sure can take

a good picture.

Thanks. Uh, I really should

get back to the party.

You have a nice night.

Yeah. You, too.

- Your hair looks so good like this.

- Thanks.

I'll teach you how to do it.

Hey. I'm Ole.

Ole Bayton.

You sure are purtier

than when I saw you earlier.

Don't go.

Stay.

Just wanna be friends.

Excuse me, sister, uh...

You mind if I rap to you

for a minute at the gazebo?

Um-hm.

Brother, you don't mind

if I talk to the sister?

Let me rap for a minute.

Are you all right with that?

[joyful music playing]

[music fades out]

[Thomas] If you can forgive

my bluntness, but sister...

Your aura right now

is screaming, like, whoa!

[chuckles]

Um...

I'm sick.

In my brain.

Bummer.

[laughs]

- You're funny.

- No, sister, it's called charm.

True love.

Compassion.

What makes you sick, sister?

Acute paranoid schizophrenia

with mild hallucinations.

Sometimes, my imagination is real

to my brain, and I can't tell.

And sometimes...

my imagination's

really f***ed up.

Bummer.

Are you on any

kind of treatment right now?

Um, I just got out of in-patient

for four years.

Today?

Yeah... today.

[exhales]

Intense.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Are you relaxed?

Can you hear

the sound of my voice, Amy?

- Yes.

- Good.

Now, let's talk about the night

of the accident.

I don't want to.

Okay.

Let's talk about something else.

Tell me about your dad.

Tell me about David Hunter.

I did a bad thing.

What bad thing, Amy?

I hurt my dad.

He was bleeding.

He stopped moving.

Why did you hurt your dad?

Bastard demon,

Aka Manah, tricked me.

Still.

He's still tricking me.

Aka Manah.

It's a demon that tries

to tell me what to do.

Amy, did you say, "Aka Manah"?

Yeah.

[Amy] It's a demon.

It's part of my psychosis.

But it's... It's made-up.

The doctors told me.

[inhales then exhales]

Well, Amy, I don't mean to give

you hallucinations, but...

Aka Manah

is not a made-up demon.

He isn't?

Tell me about Aka Manah,

the demon.

He scares me.

He tells me bad things.

What kind of bad things?

It's okay.

You can tell me.

You're safe under the trance.

He said,

"Kill him, or die, Amy,"

and I did.

He tricked me...

like he's still tricking me,

because I'm his...

I'm his f***ing puppet.

Very good, Amy.

Aka Manah literally means,

"evil mind."

Listen...

I'm gonna give you my card.

You give me a call...

when you need to hear

a friendly voice.

Or if you just need somebody

to remind you...

what's real.

Rap at you later, sister.

[groans]

You know what?

You're all right.

You are all right.

Not so bad yourself.

You know, I was thinking...

'cause you're a cool cat,

and I'm obviously a cool cat,

maybe we could get

your purty lady,

and I could find

a purty lady of my own.

And we could explore

this here manor.

And, I don't know, just happen

to stumble into my room,

and polish off

these beers, and...

get to know each other

a little better.

So, sister,

how are things with Amy?

She killed her damn husband because she

thought he was some sort of sex demon.

Well, apparently,

I need to get some fresh air.

[electronic music playing]

Ma'am, when I first saw you,

you reminded me

of a beautiful spring day.

[laughs]

And I have been trying to get you alone for just

one moment, from the minute we locked eyes.

Oh, my goodness.

[in southern accent]

Well, Darsaw, I do declare,

you... flatter.

Well, if you are a kind woman,

you'd put me out of my misery,

by allowing me

your fair company, ma'am.

I would just completely

stay away from that guy, Ole.

Thank you

for looking out for me.

It's sweet.

Yeah.

And I like you a lot.

And I want you.

You... You're my cousin.

Yeah... I'm adopted.

[Blair] Want some?

This is the prettiest thing

I've ever seen.

I know.

I love sunsets.

I wasn't talking about

the sunset.

I was looking at you.

Oh...

Thank you.

I knew there was a sweetie

underneath all that flannel.

Well, that's very nice

of you to say,

but now that I think of it,

it really is a very beautiful

place they got here, ain't it?

It's funny, because I just really, really

didn't want to come here this time.

But now that I'm here,

I kind of like it.

You know, it's nice.

Quiet.

And, I haven't had the urge

to check my phone

ever since somebody

walked through the door.

Well, you know, it's kind of

like the great scholars say,

"Less is, in fact, more."

I like that.

Well, you know, the manor does kind

of have its own unique charm to it.

Yeah. [laughs]

Yeah, I like wandering around and looking

at all the weird little trinkets.

Yep...

the accommodations

ain't bad, either.

- The rooms are kind of nice.

- Yeah.

Mine's pretty cozy.

Oh yeah?

Mine ain't too shabby, either.

Oh, is that right?

I wonder if the, uh, layouts

are the same?

- The couch is in the same spots...

- Yeah.

...and the lamps.

I wonder. I'm so curious.

Say, I'll tell you what...

if you show me yours,

I'll show you mine.

I can roll with that.

[thunder]

[Amy screams]

Oh my God!

What the f***?

[suspenseful music playing]

[Amy sobbing]

When I first saw you,

it was like a spring day.

I'd appreciate the pleasure

of your company.

No!

- Quiet, quiet, quiet!

- Stop! Stop it!

No! No! No!

- Quiet! Quiet!

- [Amy screaming]

- [Amy screams]

- [high pitch slashing]

[Amy sobbing]

- Amy?

- What is that?

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