Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed Script


 

                   

Out by 16 or dead

in the scene, but together forever.



 

                   

Lie down!



 

                   

Lie down!



 

                   

Thought you were gonna die.



 

                   

I'm changing--

full moons have nothing to do with it.



 

                   

It's like an infection--

it works from the inside out.



 

                   

It's like a virus.



 

                   

Something is really,

really wrong with me.



 

                   

I can't be like this.



  

                   

This is monkshood.



  

                   

I don't know if you smoke it

or eat it or what,



  

                   

but I need to try it now.



  

                   

Ginger!

Please, it's me--



  

                   

I'm onto you.



  

                   

You come in here late at night,



  

                   

you stay until all the other

avid readers are gone.



  

                   

You're attracted to me,

but you fear rejection.



  

                   

So you bide your time,



  

                   

just kind of waiting

for that perfect moment.



  

                   

Don't worry, I've been

dealing with this all my life.



  

                   

I'm kidding.



  

                   

Your fly's open.



  

                   

Okay.



  

                   

Perfect.



  

                   

Yeah.



  

                   

Yeah, I indulge in the occasional

bloodletting myself.



  

                   

Okay.



  

                   

Brigitte Fitzgerald.



  

                   

Unfortunately you have

quite the overdue account.



  

                   

And technically, if you have

more than $  owing, I'm just--



  

                   

Okay, well, I'll see you later.



  

                   

You're healing faster, aren't you?



  

                   

That shit's not a cure, you know.

It just slows the transformation.



  

                   

It doesn't stop it, B.



  

                   

Nothing will stop it.



  

                   

What are you doing?



  

                   

You already dosed today.



  

                   

It's poison, B.

You can't keep shooting it.



  

                   

Remember that game we used to play

when we were little?



  

                   

The one where we would



  

                   

make ourselves hold our breath

until we passed out?



  

                   

Then you'd always get scared

and call Mom



  

                   

and I'd get in trouble?



  

                   

That game really sucked.



  

                   

Do you feel it?



  

                   

You're not alone.



  

                   

He's found you again.



  

                   

Hi, this is a major breach

of library policy,



  

                   

but I brought you the books.



  

                   

Are you okay?

What did you take?



  

                   

Okay.

Come on, come on.



  

                   

Come on.

Get in the truck.



  

                   

Watch your head.

I'm gonna get you some help, okay?



  

                   

Okay. Okay.



  

                   

You're gonna be okay, okay?

I'm gonna get you some help.



  

                   

No!



  

                   

Hey, sleepyhead.



  

                   

It's time.



  

                   

"She learned their habits.



  

                   

She collected

their secrets like weapons,



  

                   

for one day she would

escape and"--



  

                   

Hi.



  

                   

I'm Alice Seversen.



  

                   

I run the community outreach program

here at Happier Times Care Center.



  

                   

Would you like a seat?



  

                   

Your library card, which was

the only ID that we could find on you,



  

                   

said that your name was Brigitte.

Is that true?



  

                   

Did you find him?



  

                   

Find who?



  

                   

The librarian guy.. Jeremy.



  

                   

It came through the window.

It attacked him.



  

                   

No, you suffered a near fatal

anaphylactic reaction.



  

                   

Listen,

I saw a guy die.



  

                   

His blood was on my face.



  

                   

You did have blood on your face,

but it was from the cuts on your arms.



  

                   

I saw it.



  

                   

When I was using,



  

                   

I was convinced that

the deaf Norwegian prep cook,



  

                   

who lived in the apartment over,

was trying to amputate my legs.



  

                   

Come in.



  

                   

- Hi.

- Brigitte, this is Luke.



  

                   

He's gonna need a blood sample.



  

                   

My guess is you're not

afraid of needles.



  

                   

Due to cutbacks, facilities like ours

have had to get creative.



  

                   

Girls on drugs don't go over too well

in private funding circles.



  

                   

So, three years ago we became

a dual-care facility.



  

                   

We house chronic-care patients

from the hospital system.



  

                   

Barbara was badly burned

in a fire.



  

                   

That's her granddaughter.



  

                   

She's here until we find her

a foster home.



  

                   

The hospital was built in the     s



  

                   

to quarantine tuberculosis patients,



  

                   

but ours is the only unit

that is still functional.



  

                   

The other wings

have been closed for years,



  

                   

- and are strictly out-of-bounds.

- Little freak.



  

                   

So, you start in lock-up, which

we maintain through your withdrawal,



  

                   

and then we go from there

based on your progress.



  

                   

"Had she realized her captors

were capable of terrifying feats?"



  

                   

- Brigitte, Ghost. Ghost, Brigitte.

- "That at night they used to torture



   

                   

their prisoners

in vats of pig grease?



   

                   

She had!

She ran for her life!"



   

                   

Excuse me, ladies.



   

                   

It's your choice..



   

                   

we take you or you come.



   

                   

We've got a bleeder.



   

                   

I'm Tyler.

This is Marcus.



   

                   

That's your cue

to tell us your name.



   

                   

Your own clothes are being cleaned.



   

                   

I'm writing again,



   

                   

which feels like coming home,

because..



   

                   

well, it's what I do.



   

                   

And I feel

exhilarated and scared



   

                   

because I.. I have to face



   

                   

unadulterated truth

when I'm writing.



   

                   

Like the fact that

my chemical dependency is:



   

                   

A, related to stuff

that happened to me as a child;



   

                   

and B, that I have

to explore that stuff



   

                   

with you all here;



   

                   

and C, this time

there's no holding back.



   

                   

Dr. Brookner,

if she doesn't shut up



   

                   

I swear I'll make her

drink her piss again.



   

                   

She'll do no such thing, Winnie.



   

                   

Brigitte, you have a room of people

pretty curious about Brigitte.



   

                   

And incidentally, a room full of people

who think you really suck at suicide.



   

                   

What's your

best-case scenario, hmm?



   

                   

Go there.



   

                   

What a loser.



   

                   

My best-case scenario, Eleanor,



   

                   

is hair everywhere

but my eyeballs,



   

                   

elongation of my spine

till my skin splits,



   

                   

teats, and a growing tolerance,

maybe even affection for,



   

                   

the smell and taste of feces..

not just my own..



   

                   

and then, excruciating death.



   

                   

You know, Brigitte,



   

                   

some girls find group useful.



   

                   

- I can't be here.

- You're feverish.



   

                   

But don't worry,

that's common.



   

                   

Would you like to talk about

what you were shooting?



   

                   

I didn't recognize it myself,

which is kind of impressive..



   

                   

there's not a lot you can stick

that I haven't been familiar with.



   

                   

It must be great

to be a role model.



   

                   

Hmm.



   

                   

Do you mind?



   

                   

So, tell me...



   

                   

why were you timing

how long it takes your cuts to heal?



   

                   

Look, Alice,



   

                   

if I was messed up

in the way you think I am,



   

                   

I would really appreciate

someone like you to help me.



   

                   

And Brigitte...



   

                   

if I was stupid in the way

that you wish I was,



   

                   

I'd let you go.

I have been where you are.



   

                   

You have no idea where I am.



   

                   

If you keep me here

people are gonna die.



   

                   

So you know,

threats are a big no-no with Alice.



   

                   

"If you keep me here

people are gonna die."



   

                   

Why bother, B?



   

                   

You know you're healing faster.



   

                   

It's only a matter of time before

you start changing on the outside too.



   

                   

You know you're changing.



   

                   

He knows you're changing.



   

                   

And he’ll find you.



   

                   

Hey,

Brigitte's blood work back yet?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

And the only thing in her system

is the stuff we found on her.



   

                   

- It's a plant extract called monkshood.



   

                   

-  Oh.

- Totally legal, totally accessible.



   

                   

It's sold in craft stores



   

                   

for dried flower arrangements.



   

                   

Ooh, Jesus.

I've never heard of it before.



   

                   

That's because Monkshood

isn't a stimulant.



   

                   

No?

What is it then?



   

                   

A poison...

also called aconitum napellus



   

                   

or wolfsbane.



   

                   

But this.. this isn't mild.



   

                   

This would send the average

adult into aseptic shock.



   

                   

So she's hooked on poison.



   

                   

Hey, what did I tell you

about eavesdropping, huh?



   

                   

Go on, get out of here.



   

                   

Dudes, Alice.



   

                   

There are    species of maple



   

                   

native to Canada

and the United States.



   

                   

Very easy to recognize,

the maple is the only



   

                   

- deciduous species in North America...

- Hey, B-B.



   

                   

...with multi-lobed leaves

that grow in pairs



   

                   

on opposite sides

of the branch.



   

                   

Most maples will lose these unique

leaves in the autumn.



   

                   

Suddenly... will have their leaves



   

                   

turn a vibrant red, yellow

or orange before they fall...



   

                   

...until the following spring.



   

                   

A circle of life begins anew



   

                   

with a fresh set

of these distinct leaves.



   

                   

...backyard in Southern Ontario



   

                   

have grown at an enormous rate...



   

                   

I think it is called the Manitoba...



   

                   

Wolfsbane.



   

                   

What are you doing in here?



   

                   

It's amazing the things you'll find

in this place at night.



   

                   

- Are you gonna give that to me?

- Mmm-hmm.



   

                   

But I get to do it.



   

                   

And I get to chose where.



   

                   

- Why?

- I bet you were one of those girls



   

                   

that always asked her mom "Why?"



   

                   

"Mom, it's cold out, why?"



   

                   

"Mom, it's dark out, why?"



   

                   

I need that.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

- Give it to me.

- Okay.



   

                   

But it has to be in a place

no one else will see.



   

                   

Pull down your pants.



   

                   

Fuck you.



   

                   

That was way out of line.



   

                   

Good night, Brigitte.



   

                   

Why do all the ones

that get killed have tattoos?



   

                   

"Why was he so anxious

to get rid of her?"



   

                   

Because it was past her bedtime.

Let's go.



   

                   

Cover your ears to his lies, Rocky.



   

                   

"Late at night,

in secret chambers



   

                   

he carried out his reign

of moral terror."



   

                   

Isn't that mortal terror?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Oh, good boy.



   

                   

Come here.



   

                   

Abducted!



   

                   

Yes, maybe that's it,

we were abducted by aliens.



   

                   

And they've taken us

back to their planet



   

                   

and put us in some kind of zoo.

But there's a sign that says,



   

                   

- "Don't eat the humans"..

- Making up more childhood sexual abuse?



   

                   

Sticks and stones, fatso.



   

                   

...unless they're feeding us.



   

                   

Why wouldn’t they want to fatten

us up before the slaughter?



   

                   

Unless they are feeding us

and we just don't know it!



   

                   

...And they're just waiting

and watching..



   

                   

Ping!



   

                   

Oh!



   

                   

This is getting so boring.



   

                   

It's an ancient game,



   

                   

the throwing of pennies

at the local moron or midget.



   

                   

I can't see the TV.



   

                   

I said I can't see the TV!



   

                   

Would you like me

to throw you at her head?



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

Wow!

Vicious, yet constrained.



   

                   

That's noble, considering

what you could have done to her.



   

                   

Next time I'd recommend

smashing Beth-Ann's head



   

                   

against Koral's like a cymbal

or a battering ram.



   

                   

- But there's always next time..

- Get lost.



   

                   

When you close your eyes,

is it hell you see?



   

                   

The faster you heal,

the closer he gets, B.



   

                   

Or is that the closer he gets,

the faster you heal?



   

                   

Oooh, here's a good one.



   

                   

"At the dawn of darkness

there was a goddess of night



   

                   

who walked the hills

with a shepherd's stick



   

                   

and a pack of wild hounds.



   

                   

The hounds"..



   

                   

oh, they were from hell..



   

                   

.."would do her evil deeds

and she wouldn’t lift a finger."



   

                   

"Her finger.. it was finely jeweled

with baby's teeth."



   

                   

There you are.



   

                   

I'm on lunch duty.



   

                   

You didn't like it when Tyler

came into your room, did you?



   

                   

The others do.



   

                   

He tells me everything.

We have an understanding.



   

                   

- Do you turn at the full moon?

- You watch too many horror movies.



   

                   

I'm not allowed

to watch horror movies,



   

                   

or technically, to read comics.



   

                   

Or to eat foods with gluten..

I'm too impressionable.



   

                   

- Why doesn't that surprise me?

- Well, not the gluten thing..



   

                   

that's just digestive.



   

                   

Your ear.



   

                   

Get out!



   

                   

I know where Tyler

keeps his stash.



   

                   

I said, get out!



   

                   

Ginger?



   

                   

We really need to talk.



   

                   

These last few days

I have been feeling very left out,



   

                   

watching you hang out

with all your cool, new friends.



   

                   

It's starting.



   

                   

So it is.



   

                   

Well, you have two options then,

don't you?



   

                   

Either give in,

or give up.



   

                   

It only dies if you do.



   

                   

I'm not gonna die.



   

                   

Ugh.



   

                   

Here you go.



   

                   

Can I watch?



   

                   

Go away, please.



   

                   

Shh.



   

                   

Hey!



   

                   

You touch my stuff again



   

                   

and I'll tell Alice

where you keep your comics.



   

                   

Are you sniffing me?



   

                   

I need it.



   

                   

Yeah, you said that before.



   

                   

Why'd you have

to go and do this?



   

                   

I made a mistake.



   

                   

Please give it to me.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

There has to be

consequences to our actions



   

                   

or there is no order.



   

                   

And there has to be order

in a place,



   

                   

or things get very,

very confused.



   

                   

I said... I need it.



   

                   

Save it for group.



   

                   

Welcome to rehab, baby.



   

                   

You're starting

to understand, aren't you?



   

                   

How it all starts with wanting?



   

                   

What were you thinking

when he was in that stall with you?



   

                   

Because even I.. really..

was shocked.



   

                   

I wanted the monkshood.



   

                   

- I just..

- I just..



   

                   

What did you want when

he was pushing up against you?



   

                   

You're starting to figure it out,

aren't you?



   

                   

How it all starts innocently enough,

today you want to fuck him..



   

                   

tomorrow you want to bite

a hole in his sternum.



   

                   

Think of these life skills



   

                   

filling an imaginary backpack,



   

                   

ready to hit the road

anytime you do.



   

                   

Close your eyes.



   

                   

I am wiping all you've ever been,



   

                   

all the names

you've ever been called.



   

                   

Names you've called yourselves..



   

                   

that's ancient history.



   

                   

Actually, it's not even history,



   

                   

because what you're

experiencing is the world



   

                   

for the very first time.



   

                   

Think of the structure below,



   

                   

the wood and metal

that supports you.



   

                   

And once your hand

is in position



   

                   

on your clitoris



   

                   

we'll begin with a gentle,



   

                   

counterclockwise rotation.



   

                   

Mmm.



   

                   

Experiment...



   

                   

with rhythm.



   

                   

Find your own.



   

                   

Visualize the chest of a stranger



   

                   

as his gaze penetrates you.



   

                   

Now you are grabbing

what's inside him.



   

                   

His heart.



   

                   

The meat.

The sinewy muscle.



   

                   

Does he scream as you are

ripping his tender flesh?



   

                   

Oh yes.



   

                   

And his blood..



   

                   

it warms your throat.



   

                   

Great form, B.



   

                   

Brigitte?

Are you okay, Brigitte?



   

                   

Beneath the skin



   

                   

The beast within



   

                   

Dieing to be



   

                   

Beneath the stars



   

                   

Tears and scars



   

                   

Healing when



   

                   

   minutes to lockup.



   

                   

I want you to come

and see me.



   

                   

I'm right here.



   

                   

In my room.



   

                   

That would be

against the rules.



   

                   

Please?



   

                   

Do you smile?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Can you smile?



   

                   

See...



   

                   

you smile at the world,



   

                   

and the world will smile

right back at you.



   

                   

You should be getting back

to your room.



   

                   

Will you come?



   

                   

I'll think about it.



   

                   

Rocky!

Look what I have!



   

                   

Rocky!



   

                   

Rocky?



   

                   

Rocky?



   

                   

Just leave it for him.



   

                   

But Rocky always comes.



   

                   

You don't look happy.



   

                   

Are you gonna make me

smile again?



   

                   

Have you ever considered

another occupation?



   

                   

You know what?



   

                   

I am quite happy

playing the small,



   

                   

but vital role

here at the care facility.



   

                   

I think it's 'cause

I'm a people person.



   

                   

So, what is this stuff, anyways?



   

                   

Does it matter?



   

                   

Not really.



   

                   

What's with that?



   

                   

I have a great sense of smell.



   

                   

Weird.



   

                   

There's this vein down here



   

                   

that is very private.



   

                   

So you shave?



   

                   

Well, I think that's just great.



   

                   

Here you go.



   

                   

Rocky!



   

                   

Rocky?



   

                   

Rocky!



   

                   

Huh?!



   

                   

Check back in on you

in a half hour.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

"Rocky runs. Rocky plays.



   

                   

Rocky misses the good old days. "



   

                   

Why'd you do it?



   

                   

He wasn't doing anything to you.



   

                   

I did not do that.



   

                   

I told them not to leave him

alone outside..



   

                   

he'd be vulnerable

to all the dangers of the night..



   

                   

of which you're the worst.



   

                   

How could I have done that?

I can't even get out of my room.



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

You.. you move through walls

or something.



   

                   

Ghost, if I could move through walls,

do you think I'd be in here?



   

                   

This is important,

where did you find him? Outside?



   

                   

By the back

of the crematorium wall,



   

                   

in the abandoned section.



   

                   

- It found me.

- What found you?



   

                   

I have to get out of here.



   

                   

I can get you out.



   

                   

What did you just say?



   

                   

I know a way out,



   

                   

through the vents.



   

                   

But you have

to take me with you.



   

                   

I'll knock in a while.



   

                   

Ghost? Ghost?



   

                   

Here.



   

                   

I'll leave the door unlocked, okay?



   

                   

Just bring that back.



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

What.. what are you doing here?



   

                   

What are you doing here?



   

                   

Want a snort?



   

                   

I have to find

a way out of here.



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

Don't bother.



   

                   

Alice probably sealed up

every window herself.



   

                   

Do you ever see things

when you're stoned?



   

                   

I just saw the freakiest thing.



   

                   

It is like an animal,

but deformed.



   

                   

Beth-Ann?



   

                   

Brigitte!

You said you'd wait for me.



   

                   

- Go back to the clinic.

- Why?



   

                   

Wha.. what's going on?



   

                   

It got Beth-Ann.

How do we get out of here?



   

                   

- That way.

- We can't go that way.



   

                   

This way.



   

                   

Are you sure

this is the way?



   

                   

Over here.



   

                   

Ghost?



   

                   

Ghost? Ghost?



   

                   

Ghost? Ghost?



   

                   

Ghost, what are you doing?



   

                   

We gotta pay the ferryman.



   

                   

Let's go.



   

                   

Good luck on your sad journey

to the other side, Beth-Ann.



   

                   

I'm sorry you were such a cunt.



   

                   

Faster!



   

                   

This is the crematorium.



   

                   

There should be a way

through the back.



   

                   

In there!



   

                   

Go! Go!



   

                   

Come on, go!



   

                   

Get in the car.



   

                   

- Do you think it's dead?

- Just go!



   

                   

Oh God, you're bleeding.



   

                   

- What if you bleed to death?

- That's the least of our worries.



   

                   

So was that the one that bit you?



   

                   

I wasn't bit, my sister was.



   

                   

And no, it wasn't the same one.



   

                   

Well.. well,

where did it come from?



   

                   

The infinite darkness?



   

                   

I don't think so, Ghost.



   

                   

I don't like the suburbs.



   

                   

- If you weren't bit, then..

- I infected myself with her blood.



   

                   

I thought I could make her stop

if I was like her.



   

                   

I always wanted a sister.



   

                   

Where is she now?



   

                   

She isn't, I stopped her.



   

                   

You killed your own sister?



   

                   

There wasn't much

of Ginger left in what I killed.



   

                   

So.. so what'd you use,

a silver bullet?



   

                   

A knife.



   

                   

They're not superheroes, Ghost.



   

                   

Ooh, baby...



   

                   

...Passing in the night



   

                   

So fine



   

                   

You know it's gonna be



   

                   

So, come on, come on,

come on, come on, baby



   

                   

Come on, if you want it to be...



   

                   

Are you okay?



   

                   

Your bathrooms are out of order.



   

                   

- Yeah. You..

-  Come on, love me tonight



   

                   

And I'll be yours

till the sun comes up...



   

                   

You can use the staff bathroom.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

I got chips.



   

                   

Alice says chips don't fall into

one of the four food groups.



   

                   

One of her many lies.

You still eat chips, right?



   

                   

It's happening too fast.

I need the monkshood.



   

                   

Where's the needle?



   

                   

Oh crap.



   

                   

I really need a syringe.



   

                   

Didn't your grandmother

have diabetes



   

                   

or an allergy to nuts

or bees or anything?



   

                   

Why don't you just drink it?



   

                   

I've tried that, it doesn't work.



   

                   

Put it up your nose.

That's what all the other girls do.



   

                   

I never had a sleepover before.



   

                   

Once I almost did,



   

                   

but then Barbara told

Caroline Kish's mom



   

                   

that she'd have

to pay her $  an hour,



   

                   

because it was

basically like babysitting.



   

                   

Is this her?

Your grandma?



   

                   

Yep. That's Barbara.



   

                   

She was a provincial curling

champion four years in a row.



   

                   

You call your grandmother Barbara?



   

                   

- She called me Ghost.

- Why is that?



   

                   

Barbara had this book called

"Behavioral Modification"



   

                   

when I was seven.



   

                   

It was all about

subconscious messaging.



   

                   

She called me Ghost because she hates

sudden noises, which I made a lot of.



   

                   

Sometimes even walking around

made Barbara angry.



   

                   

She was putting up

Christmas lights in here,



   

                   

I was in the living room,



   

                   

and she yelled for me

to plug them in so she could see



   

                   

which ones were broken.



   

                   

They lit her synthetic mumu on fire.



   

                   

When I came in she was screaming,



   

                   

trying to stop, drop and roll.



   

                   

But that just got her more and more

twisted up in the lights.



   

                   

That's really awful.



   

                   

I'm just shitting you.



   

                   

She fell asleep with her

bedtime cigarette.



   

                   

I always told her

not to smoke in bed.



   

                   

Funny.



   

                   

After the accident

I took care of her.



   

                   

- People think that's bad.

- Is that why you're at the clinic?



   

                   

No, I'm at the clinic because Alice

gets money to keep me there.



   

                   

Is that right?



   

                   

Yeah, she just makes up

another thing about me to fix,



   

                   

like "Hostility

to conventional morality,"



   

                   

or "ADD"..

that's Attention Deficit Disease.



   

                   

Actually, that's disorder..

Attention Deficit Disor..



   

                   

Whatever, or "Inability to communicate

with the other residents."



   

                   

You've seen them,

who'd want to?



   

                   

Barbara had dry eyes.



   

                   

I don't see how that's gonna

get into your blood.



   

                   

It's not as good as shooting,



   

                   

but the membrane

behind your eyeball's permeable,



   

                   

like the bottom of your tongue.

The problem with the mouth



   

                   

- is the saliva, which kills toxins..

- You like science, huh?



   

                   

I do too.



   

                   

Sick.. I can't watch.



   

                   

It's gonna find you, isn't it?



   

                   

The fact that

it didn't kill you tonight



   

                   

means something.



   

                   

Maybe he's like you



   

                   

and it's not in his nature to kill,

and he secretly wants..



   

                   

Ghost...



   

                   

it wants to mate with me.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

Don't try too hard

to visualize that.



   

                   

My sister and I shared a room.



   

                   

A sleepover every night.



   

                   

Kind of.



   

                   

Do you miss her?



   

                   

All the time.



   

                   

Ghost?!



   

                   

Ghost?!



   

                   

Ghost?!



   

                   

I'm up here.



   

                   

What is that thing out front?



   

                   

Polly.



   

                   

Polly Ester.

She explodes.



   

                   

When I get her set up in the yard,

she'll be attached to a trip wire.



   

                   

We'll see how he likes that.



   

                   

Is that supposed to be me?



   

                   

I look tough.



   

                   

What do you do

with these things?



   

                   

Trade powers.

Comics are very incoherent.



   

                   

Their makers send them out

into the world



   

                   

unprepared for all the demons

and enemies they'll face.



   

                   

I assess their weaknesses..

make them stronger.



   

                   

Who's that?



   

                   

Burned Barbara.



   

                   

I took away her nerve endings

so she can't feel pain.



   

                   

So, what are you giving me?



   

                   

What do you want?



   

                   

Time.



   

                   

That's hard.



   

                   

You have to leave me.



   

                   

You have to take the car

and you have to get out of here.



   

                   

You didn't leave your sister.



   

                   

That was different.



   

                   

- She was out of control.

- And you aren't?



   

                   

Look at you.



   

                   

I'm not leaving you.



   

                   

"Her isolation was made worse

by a growing desire to devour men..



   

                   

but she resisted,



   

                   

for she knew this would bring

destruction and death."



   

                   

It's just me.



   

                   

You scared me.



   

                   

Polly.



   

                   

We destroyed the monster.



   

                   

Stay inside, it may still be alive.



   

                   

Polly got a deer.



   

                   

"She kneeled to devour

the downy innocent...



   

                   

And all through the land



   

                   

the forest creatures wept."



   

                   

I need more monkshood.

We have to call Tyler.



   

                   

You have blood on your face.



   

                   

- Hello?

- It's Brigitte.



   

                   

What?

Where the hell are you?



   

                   

I'll give you the clinic car

if you bring me my stuff.



   

                   

Okay.. okay, just wait.

Let me turn off the TV.



   

                   

Brigitte, you still there?



   

                   

Sort of.



   

                   

It's been an hour.

Shouldn't he be here by now?



   

                   

Stay here.



   

                   

In the morning light



   

                   

Feels so good by me...



   

                   

Hello?!



   

                   

It could be so right...



   

                   

Work hard in the daytime



   

                   

For our dinner at night



   

                   

Comfort me at the right time



   

                   

Everything's gonna be all right



   

                   

Make me do anything you want



   

                   

Make me be everything you want



   

                   

Make me do anything you want.



   

                   

- That is not funny.

- But it's not completely unfunny.



   

                   

He's here.



   

                   

Yes, he is here ladies.



   

                   

Hey, my car's back there.



   

                   

Umm..



   

                   

So this is home, huh, Ghost?



   

                   

Kind of has a Manson family charm.



   

                   

You know she took care

of Granny after the fire?



   

                   

All burned up?



   

                   

How long was it

until the police showed up?



   

                   

   days.



   

                   

- Yikes.

- Did you bring a needle?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I'm suspended without pay

because of you three taking off.



   

                   

Yeah, but hey, no big deal.



   

                   

Where is Beth-Ann anyway?



   

                   

She went to the city

to see her boyfriend.



   

                   

She missed him so much, she couldn't

be without him another minute.



   

                   

- He's very handsome.

- Yeah, I'm sure he is.



   

                   

You need to relax.



   

                   

Here, let me do it.



   

                   

Give it here, all right?



   

                   

Relax.



   

                   

He should probably

get going now, right?



   

                   

You're having a reaction

or something.



   

                   

Your body's rejecting it.



   

                   

Okay.. that is not good.



   

                   

That is not good..

this is not supposed to be hap..



   

                   

I got.. I got to get you

to a hospital.



   

                   

Take me anywhere

and I'll tell Alice everything.



   

                   

Get away from me.



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

This is not good. This is so

not supposed to be happening.



   

                   

- Oh God!

- Brigitte, what's happening?



   

                   

What is that shit anyway?



   

                   

Bri..



   

                   

- Brigitte?!

- Okay. Okay.



   

                   

- Brigitte?!

- Okay.



   

                   

All right.

Come here.



   

                   

Listen, Brigitte is really sick.



   

                   

I've never seen

anything like this before.



   

                   

She's really..



   

                   

yeah...



   

                   

we're at the grandma's place.



   

                   

I don't know what to do, okay?



   

                   

Hey.



   

                   

- Get out!

- What?



   

                   

I need to be alone.



   

                   

She realized of course, she'd have

to come back to the clinic.



   

                   

You realize of course that you're

speaking in the third person.



   

                   

It's a little weird.

And I'm aware of no such thing.



   

                   

What if I said I missed you?



   

                   

"His words were empty,

just like his head."



   

                   

Did I hurt you

when I pushed you?



   

                   

I didn't mean to.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

Hey, sleepyhead?



   

                   

It's time.



   

                   

Ghost?



   

                   

What happened?



   

                   

We shouldn't have brought him here.



   

                   

What happened to your face?



   

                   

Ghost happened.



   

                   

- Do you think I need stitches?

- Why would she do that?



   

                   

Have you been upstairs?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

I don't think she knows what's real

and what's a cartoon.



   

                   

That's convenient.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

You get off on that, don't you?



   

                   

What are you getting at?



   

                   

I'm just shitting you.



   

                   

Can you help me with the generator?

It needs more gas.



   

                   

Without consequences to our actions

things get very confused.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Shit!



   

                   

God, no!



   

                   

God, no!



   

                   

Don't you just love

the sound of nature?



   

                   

This ends now.



   

                   

We can't fight what's in us, B.



   

                   

I'm not like you, Ginger.



   

                   

- I'm stronger.

- Oh, really?



   

                   

That's not how I remember you

the first    years of your life.



   

                   

It's how I remember

the last    minutes of yours.



   

                   

Where's Tyler?



   

                   

Don't worry about him.



   

                   

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna kill it.



   

                   

Get me all the sharp things

you can find.



   

                   

Are you scared?



   

                   

What's that?



   

                   

Gas.

Stand back.



   

                   

How long will it burn?



   

                   

Barbara took about    minutes.



   

                   

Get upstairs.



   

                   

Go back to the darkness!



   

                   

Ghost?!



   

                   

You shot at me!

What the hell?



   

                   

I meant to shoot the monster.



   

                   

Of course you did.



   

                   

Get your ass over here

and give me the gun.



   

                   

Where did you get that from?



   

                   

Barbara hunted squirrels.



   

                   

Tyler called me,

where is he? Huh?



   

                   

In the woods.



   

                   

Where are the other girls?

Where's Brigitte?



   

                   

Tyler said that she was

OD'ing again.



   

                   

Beth-Ann's in the basement

of the clinic,



   

                   

and Brigitte's here.

She's fine.



   

                   

Brigitte, come on out!



   

                   

You were making progress, Ghost.



   

                   

This is not progress.



   

                   

What I see is a little girl

who does not divide what is real



   

                   

and what is a fictional world

in her own mind...



   

                   

- ...take responsibility for...



   

                   

Why does it smell

like gas in here?



   

                   

- To burn the monster.

- Oh, Ghost!



   

                   

Where did you say Beth-Ann is?



   

                   

Huh?



   

                   

- She could eat you, you know.

- Holy shit.



   

                   

- Brigitte?

- What happened to Grandma?



   

                   

She fell asleep with a cigarette.



   

                   

Grandma didn't smoke.



   

                   

You burnt Barbara.



   

                   

Did you lie about Tyler too?



   

                   

"He pushed and he pulled

and he laughed when she cried."



   

                   

- What did you really do?

- "He took advantage of her heart."



   

                   

He didn't do it, did he?



   

                   

He was gonna take you

away from me!



   

                   

- Step away!



   

                   

Don't worry, Alice,

I've been where you are.



   

                   

Oh yeah?

We're gonna get out of here.



   

                   

I wouldn’t go out there

if I were you.



   

                   

Upstairs! Quick! Quick! Hurry!



   

                   

What the hell is out there?



   

                   

The monster.



   

                   

It's in the house?



   

                   

Brigitte?



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

Ghost!



   

                   

Hel..



   

                   

Here.

Ghost, come on, quick.



   

                   

Nooo!



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

No.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Oh my God, something's

still alive down there.



   

                   

Brigitte?!



   

                   

Get back upstairs.



   

                   

I knew you'd find us, Alice.



   

                   

Kill me.



   

                   

"Growing steadily stronger

beneath the floorboards,



   

                   

her faithful companion,

with a deadly hunger for human flesh,



   

                   

waited to unleash the darkness

and fury of hell



   

                   

on her mistress's enemies..



   

                   

- ...of which there were many.



   

                   

And so began Ghost's reign

of moral terror."



   

                   

If I was beautiful like you



   

                   

Oh, the things I would do



   

                   

Those not so blessed

would be crying out, "Murder"



   

                   

And I'd just laugh

and get away with it too



   

                   

Like you do,

if I was beautiful like you



   

                   

I would never be at fault



   

                   

I'd walk in the rain

between the raindrops



   

                   

Bringing traffic to a halt



   

                   

But that would never be



   

                   

That would never, never be



   

                   

'Cause I'm not beautiful like you



   

                   

I'm beautiful like me



   

                   

Beautiful like me



   

                   

If I was beautiful like you



   

                   

I'd be quick to assume



   

                   

They'd do anything

to please me, why not?



   

                   

I see their reaction

when you walk into the room



   

                   

But that would never be



   

                   

That would never, never be



   

                   

'Cause I'm not beautiful like you



   

                   

I'm beautiful like me



   

                   

I'm beautiful like me



   

                   

Beautiful



   

                   

Beautiful like me



   

                   

Like me



   

                   

Like me



   

                   

If I was beautiful like you



   

                   

I'd have so many friends



   

                   

All fighting for my time

to be next in line



   

                   

So, if I hurt one,

I wouldn’t have to make amends



   

                   

That would never be



   

                   

That would never, never be



   

                   

'Cause I'm not beautiful like you



   

                   

I'm not beautiful like you



   

                   

I'm not beautiful like you



   

                   

I'm beautiful like me



   

                   

I'm beautiful like me.







  

  

  

 
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