Victor Crowley

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Ii, I, I, I, iamaman

- you know that song "when i

fall to pieces" by patsy cline?

- Yeah.

- Well that's like her

biggest hit, right?

Then she goes and dies

in a plane crash last march.

She actually fell to pieces.

- You're so romantic, del.

The most.

- I'm romantic.

- You're a germ.

For some reason I'm still

on the hook with ya.

You're my germ.

- Hmm, well...

Oh, I was comfy.

- Ah, sorry.

You know, speaking of germs

and being on the hook and um...

Uh, jeepers, I'm flipping.

- What's your story, weirdo?

- I want-- I wanted to,

ah, I was wondering...

Thinking mainly, just, ah...

- Your hands are shaking.

- I practiced this fifty times

and now I'm gooping it all up.

- Gooping what up?

- You know we've been going

steady for about seven months

and two weeks now, I reckon.

- Uh-huh.

- And um, I'm just gone

over you, sue.

- Okay-

- and I wanted to ask.

- Oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

what's wrong, what's wrong?

- No del, del, I've been

waitin' for you to ask me.

Just keep goin'.

- Um, ah,

well, I love you, sue.

' Oh, yes!

- Oh, come on.

Now you've rattled my cage.

- No, you're doing great!

- Ah... okay.

God...

Here, ah, here.

Sue, you gotta go

like this... you gotta.

Oh, dammit.

- Did I get it?

- Dammit, sue.

Come on.

- What is it?

- L just didn't expect it

to go down like this.

Just ask me!

- Christ, sue.

Okay, um, ah...

I want you to be mine forever,

I want to buy you

soda pop and candy

for the rest of our lives

until we die

just take the ring, please.

- Will you just say yes, sue!

Yes?

Yes? Yes?

- Oh yes, I will marry you!

Yes, I will--

- okay, oh--

- I'm going to be

Mrs. howison.

We're going to get married

and everything is gonna be

perfect forever and ever.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- Did you hear that?

- Shh, shh.

Sue. Sue, listen.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- Who said that?

- It sounds like

someone's hurt.

We gotta go.

- Isn't this where that--

- listen, sue. Listen.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- Hello!

Do you need help?!

- Isn't this where that

boy died on Halloween?

- That mongoloid crowley kid?

- That's mean, del.

- Everyone says

he was a monster.

- Sad what happened to him.

- It doesn't matter now.

He's dead.

- Come on, let's go home.

It's gonna rain.

- Someone could need our help.

- Daaaaddddyyy!

- See. Someone's hurt.

Come on. Let's go.

Hear anything?

- Whoever it is,

maybe they're gone.

- Sounds like it's coming

from right over there.

- The hell you doin' out here?

- Where'd you come from?

- That you two

doin' the hollering?

- No. No.

We heard it, too.

Figured someone

was in trouble.

- Let me give you

a word of advice

and listen close 'cause it might

just save your life someday.

Never--

[blood squirting,

- sue, get back to the boat.

Run! Run back to the boat

right now, sue!

What? What?

Oh, f***.

Fihud]

Please no!

No!

- Once upon a time

there was a boy

named Victor crowley.

He was born horribly deformed.

Part of a voodoo curse

put on his parents.

Other children were

cruel to Victor

so his daddy kept him

hidden in his house

out in honey island swamp.

One Halloween night

some mean kids threw

firecrackers at his house.

They were just tying

to scare Victor outside

so they could see him

but the house caught fire.

When Victor's daddy got home

he tried to chop down the door

with a hatchet and save him.

He didn't know that Victor

was on the other side

trying to get out.

It was an accident...

But he hit him in the face

with that hatchet

and poor Victor crowley died.

Legend says that

that voodoo curse

turned Victor crowley

into a ghost.

That he returns to

honey island swamp every night.

And if you listen,

you can still hear

Victor crowley

roaming in the bayou,

crying for his daddy.

But beware,

for once you've heard his voice...

It's too late.

You're already dead.

- Yes, thank you,

thank you, thank you.

Welcome back.

Welcome back.

My guest today is the lone

survivor of the horrific

honey island swamp massacre

that happened ten years ago

this month.

Authorities still don't know

exactly how many were murdered

due to the fact that

so many of the victims

could only be identified

by the pieces

uncovered at the scene.

But to date

they still speculate

that at least forty

were left dead

at the hands of who

is now known as only

"the bayou butcher".

Only one man survived

the tragedy and his book,

I, survivor,

hits shelves today.

So,

help me in welcoming

back to the Sabrina show,

Andrew yong.

Yes.

Andrew.

Welcome back

to the show, Andrew.

- It's uh,

great to be here, Sabrina.

- It's the ten year anniversary

of this gruesome,

gruesome tragedy.

How you holdin' up

a decade later?

- The first few years...

With all the press...

The interviews...

When I first did your show...

Were tough.

Having to basically

relive the whole thing

over and over again

every single day

was a never ending nightmare.

- And of course there

was the 2008 trial,

the civil lawsuits,

the accusations, the...

- Our divorce.

- Uh-huh.

Authorities never did find

any evidence to support

your claims about

Victor crowley,

and they did find your DNA

on two of the victims.

Many still believe that

you are the bayou butcher.

- The whole DNA thing

is still a mystery

but as we all know I was

of course found innocent

on all charges and exonerated

across the board.

Yes. Thank you...

Ma'am.

- So, I, survivor,

tell me more about it.

- Did you read it?

- It's on my list, yeah...

- Well, this book was

probably the hardest thing

I've ever done in my life.

- Wow, besides single-handedly

defeating the alleged ghost

of local legend "Victor crowley"?

- Not alleged.

- There hasn't been

any sightings

or incidents

since the tragedy.

Why wait ten years

to write this book?

- I had started

and stopped a few times.

It was hard. I mean,

obviously I've never

written a book before.

- Obviously.

- But thankfully they paired me

with a far more experienced

writer to help me

named Joe knetter.

As you know, I was just

a paramedic before all of this.

- Ten years later!

You are like the oj Simpson

of honey island swamp,

wouldn't you say?

- Ah, no, I wouldn't.

- We'll be right back with more

ghost stories from Andrew yong

when the Sabrina show returns.

- He is so hot.

I want to have

fifteen babies with him.

- Babe, I'm sitting right here.

- We already agreed

Andrew yong is my free pass.

- Yeah, well that was before

there was a chance

you might actually meet him

because free passes don't work

if you're going to meet

the person in real life.

- Wait, how is that fair?

You could run into

a celebrity anywhere.

Especially once

our movie gets made.

We'll be going to premieres,

Hollywood parties...

- Andrew yong

is not a celebrity.

- Is that jealousy I detect?

- No, it's not jealousy.

Jealousy?

Yeah, right.

This guy is so full of sh*t

he could probably open up,

like, a sh*t restaurant...

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