Kryptic (2024) Movie Script

1
I'm gonna make new friends.
That's what people do.
You're a normal person.
You're a normal person.
You can make conversation.
It's gonna be fine.
Okay.
Hello, everyone!
My name is Cooper,
and I'd like to welcome
the Cedar Springs
Women's Walking Club
to Krypto Peak.
I know this is your first outing
as a group
but I'm sure it'll be a...
great ice-breaker.
Any questions?
- Nope.
- No?
Okay, well, then, let's go!
Follow me...
into the trail!
Let me know if I...
go too fast.
The smell...
The smell of the natural beauty
of Krypto Peak, right?
Take it in.
Can't get this in the city!
Good pace, everyone!
Okay. Remember we're a team!
We go in together,
we go out together.
Look at that valley, huh?
Naturally beautiful, but we
do have to remain vigilant
because you never know
what could be on your tail.
Okay! Come on down.
Everyone gather around,
gather around here.
So, how many of you are here
because of some fascination
with the case of
Barb Valentine?
Barb Valentine was a veteran
in the field of cryptozoology
and a bit of a local legend.
The thing is, her disappearance
is shrouded in mystery.
Now, "Crypto...
what did he just say?"
It means
"the study of the hidden,"
and its fundamental aim
is to prove the existence
of creatures
like Ogopogo, the Yeti...
like Bigfoot.
Bigfoot? I... In this forest?
No, no, no, no.
Something way scarier
and infinitely more dangerous.
But listen, listen. Shh.
Three years ago,
it was here on Krypto Peak,
they found Barb's things--
a tent, a sleeping bag,
but no body,
no bones, no blood, nothing.
No trace of Barb whatsoever.
What on earth
was this Barb lady trailing?
The Sookama,
or "Sooka," for short.
The first documented sighting
was back in 1925,
when a hiker claimed
he was trailed
by a tall bipedal creature
covered in dark hair,
with a mole-like face.
Sounds cute, don't it?
But, listen, recent
reports are more abstract.
Metaphysical disturbances
that are...
allegedly tampered
with the space-time continuum
of a few unlucky souls.
Let's pray she's still alive.
Probably just upped and left,
pissed at her man.
Okay, let's keep going.
We have a lot of walking
ahead of us,
so let's keep moving, okay?
Come on. Follow me.
Watch your step.
Please be extra careful.
No tripping,
that's my only rule.
I have a few more rules,
obviously,
but definitely
an important one.
Oh, by the way,
watch out for bears.
I mean, they're more scared
of us than we are of them,
but some are pretty aggressive.
I don't know.
I don't know, I...
- I told you, I don't know.
- Does anyone know
what this Kay Hall
actually looks like?
Dressed nice, I think?
Nice leggings
and windbreaker and stuff.
We just spent an hour
retracing our fucking steps.
Stay in touch.
Okay. So, this is the deal.
Before we call the big boys in,
Head Office suggests we
go through the roster again,
only this time, move to the side
when I call your name, okay?
Okay, Dina Anderson. Good.
Tricia Burnett. Okay.
Chloe Bohonos.
Thank you.
Cherie Collard. Yeah.
Avery Graham. Okay.
Kay Hall?
Okay.
Maggie McLaren.
Good.
Connie Rhys.
Thank you.
Enid Sternberg.
Yeah. Vivienne Wang.
Thanks.
Jean Wilson.
Kay Hall?
You're shitting me.
Are you Kay Hall, sweetie?
Where were you when
he did the first head count?
Is this some kind of sick joke?
Okay.
Show's over, ladies. That's it.
Thank you for coming.
- Is she okay?
- We'll end it there.
Yep. That'll conclude our...
our day.
Thank you. Thank you.
Yeah, we got her.
I don't know.
I don't know.
Your guess is as good as mine.
I don't know.
Yeah, I just--
I just cut it there.
Yeah! Other than that,
it was pretty good.
"Kay Hall."
Hello?
Hello?
Jesus.
Yes?
Oh, is this a bad time?
-Kay?
-Oh, sorry, I thought...
It's Don. Yale Road Center.
How was your trip?
Uh... Hi, Don.
I... I'm sorry to bother you
on your day off,
but we have a situation,
and no one else is available.
Um, a... a situation?
Is there any way you
could come in this afternoon?
Dr. Singh's mother's been
taken in ill
with a suspected stroke,
and among other things,
we've got
an emergency extraction.
Shit.
You'd be doing us
-a huge favor.
-Uh...
- Sure.
- Oh, great!
We'll see you at one.
Thanks, Kay. Bye-bye.
I'm a dentist?
I'm a fucking vet?
Hey, Kay.
What happened to you?
So...
Mrs. Kim comes in screaming,
with sweet little Buster.
I'm telling you,
everything was hanging out.
Bone, ligaments, nerves.
She fought off
this crazy fucking poodle
with a spade.
How was your trip?
Sorry, I...
Kay!
Where are you going?
Barb...
Valentine.
What the hell?
What the fuck is going on?
Jesus!
Agh!
What the fuck?
How is that even possible?
From
the Sasquatch to the Ogopogo,
Canada is rich
with incredible legends
about weird
and wonderful cryptids
such as the Sooka.
...after a spate of sightings
around Blue Cliff,
an eerie mountain location
in southwest British Columbia.
And interestingly, Blue Cliff
is one of the last places
that eminent cryptozoologist,
Barb Valentine
is known to have visited.
Whether the Sooka sightings
and Valentine's disappearance
are connected
has been the focus
of some very fierce debate.
Hello?
Shit!
One moment, please!
Oh.
Sally Antoine at your service.
Do you have a room?
Oh!
Would you mind...
filling this in?
It's just a formality.
Oh, it's a great place
to explore the valley.
I'll be making an early start.
Oh. Heading far?
Maybe.
A friend of mine went missing,
and... I'm retracing her steps
to see if it throws up
something new.
Maybe you heard
of her, actually...
Barb Valentine?
Barb Valentine...
Oh, yes!
The monster hunter!
I read about her in the Google.
The crime shows still turn up
to do
their lousy reconstructions.
Did she stay here?
No, ma'am, she did not.
Oh, it's terrible,
all those people
go missing around here.
It's like...
the forest
just swallows them up.
Or something
in the forest does.
Uh, thank you.
Now, let me get you a key.
...dead ends that require a lot
of great detective work.
Essentially,
Barb was like a chameleon,
following leads instinctively,
assimilating
with local communities
in the hope
of that crucial tip-off.
This is why
she went to Blue Vale Lake
located in Southwestern BC,
whose intoxicating folklore
has also made it
a perfect location
for the annual
cryptozoology convention.
It was here, in Blue Vale Lake,
that Barb gave
one of her last interviews
before she disappeared.
We caught up
with local cryptozoologist
- Barb Valentine. Hello, Barb.
- Hello.
So, we're here
at beautiful Blue Vale Lake,
and you're out giving
this wonderful press conference
on, uh...
cryptozoological creatures.
What brings you out here?
Well, there's a whole lot
of buzz right now
around Blue Vale Lake
- because of the Sooka.
- Mm-hm.
"Blue Vale Lake."
Right. The Sooka.
So, have you seen it?
Or encountered it
in some other way?
I know you're keen to point out
that it could be something
from the super spectrum.
Yes. I do believe I have.
Hello?
Fancy a drink?
Meet at the bar in ten.
"Yes.
I do believe I have."
I don't really know
what I'm doing here.
Mm...
You strike me
as someone special.
I'm delighted you stopped here,
of all places.
Hey, I'm flattered.
No, really, I am.
But I don't feel very special...
right now.
No, honestly.
I just feel like running away.
Being on the road--
oh, nothing beats it.
No baggage and shit
could be truly
a liberating thing.
Whatever divine spirit
has touched you, Ms. Kay,
whyever it is
you're running away,
I say embrace it!
Barb...
if you're out there somewhere,
please come home.
I miss you so much, sweetie.
Sally?
...really
where any journey begins.
As we get older,
once we've learned to present
a more acceptable version
of ourselves,
it becomes much harder
to make new friends.
Jesus.
Jesus.
Ah, shit.
Ah, shit!
No!
No, no, no.
Jesus, lady!
You scared the shit out of me.
Yes, you did.
Starla Northstar is the name.
Uh, Ka-- uh, Barb.
Barb Valentine.
You looking for it too,
Ms. Valentine?
It seems like everyone
you meet around these parts
is on the same scent.
Have you seen... it?
Ol' Sooka?
I'll show you if you like.
It's not far.
Follow me.
Mm, it's nice to have
some proper company
besides my tapes.
Whoa.
It's my special medicine.
Be warned, moves faster
than shit through a goose.
Good stuff, eh?
So if you let me
squeeze in here,
and there we go.
We can get down...
All right.
Beast or spirit,
don't think anyone quite knows
what this thing is.
I found traces...
smooth and silky to the touch,
but smelled like the foulest
deuce you ever dropped.
Uh, did you experience
any bodily secretions?
Uh, yes, I... I did,
um, from my ears,
and it was all over my sweater
and in my hair.
Ah... It's textbook! Hmm!
Residue from the megacosm,
but stinks like semen.
I get the sense
there's a portal precisely...
Ice cream?
Yep.
- That's my daughter, Diane.
- Oh, she's beautiful.
Ain't she just?
Ten years ago,
I stopped by the roadside
to change a flat.
She went and took a pee
in the woods
and never came back.
What?
It was the Sooka.
Time stood still that day.
Now all I do
is make sure my gear's
in good working order...
just in case.
You like?
Do you wanna see something?
Okay. Here you are. Um...
Oh, just press play.
Oh.
I took it.
It was...
There! Look, look.
Finally.
Do you think that
even if it doesn't take you,
a brush with the Sooka
could do weird stuff, like...
...could make you forget
who you even are?
It'd definitely fuck things up,
that's for sure.
Ol' Sooka thrives
on all kinds of crazy energy.
And oftentimes,
it's just too much
for folk to handle.
You gotta just
go with the flow,
like... like I do.
Aw, I hope
you ain't gonna puke.
Whoa, steady!
Whoa, steady!
Steady, steady.
Why don't you come with me?
Oh.
Uh, Starla?
Where's my...
Where's my...
Are you okay?
I... I lost the trail.
The parking lot's
just over there.
Beyond the clearing.
Can you see?
No.
Uh...
Don't be scared.
It'll be okay.
Thank you.
- Jesus.
- Relatives pin them up.
It's all pretty tragic.
Hey, did they ever
find this girl?
Who knows?
Everything okay, lady?
Um, yeah. Sorry,
I wasn't hungry after all.
Hey, could you
recommend a motel...
- nearby?
- Hmm.
If you carry on up Highway 6,
you'll hit the Bear's Den.
Can't miss it.
Thank you.
The renowned child psychiatrist
Morgan Valentine
recently launched
a high-profile campaign
to find his missing wife.
What precious little downtime
Morgan has is spent tending
to his very special collection
of orchids.
Since the disappearance,
Morgan has been
a vocal advocate
for numerous charities.
I understand there
were many times in the past,
when her work, her various
trips into the unknown,
meant that she slipped
off the radar.
I appreciate
that this is tough for you,
but, if you could describe Barb
to our audience.
- Could you ask me that again?
- Absolutely.
I just want...
I want people to hear this.
Who is Barb?
Barb is kind,
formidable, charismatic...
with a... a fierce intellect.
She's also the most
beautiful woman in the world.
-Well, hello there.
-Hi.
Can I get you a drink?
Um, which red wines
do you serve by the glass?
Well, today, you have a choice
of the red one or the red one.
Right. Red, then.
Good choice.
All yours, sweetie.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Thanks.
I've spent most of
my life soaked.
But there are worse crimes.
Well, it's good
to have a hobby.
True,
but ain't so good when it
becomes your full-time job.
Right.
Once upon a time,
I was in a traveling circus.
I guess you could call me
a magician.
Anyways...
folks would pay good money
to watch me
saw my assistant in half.
In half?
Yeah, exactly.
My other party trick
was making entire bottles
of booze disappear.
Mm... hey!
- I'm coming.
- So, what about you?
What do you do?
Besides drinking, I mean.
I'm a zoologist.
A wazz-a-what? A zoo-what?
I... I hunt monsters.
- You hunt monsters?
- Mm.
My specialty
is freaks of nature.
Well, you certainly came
to the right place.
Hey. Hey, hey.
If you're really gonna be
chasing that thing,
you know, the Sooka...
...you want to head north
till you hit
Green River Trailer Park.
It's just this side
of Merridale.
You're gonna wanna ask
for Johnette Delaney.
You ask to speak to her.
Hey, she's... she's seen it.
It tried to get into her home.
You gotta be careful.
You gotta be careful, okay?
Green River Trailer Park.
Johnette Delaney.
Let's go out for a smoke.
Oh, hold on, hold on.
You're gonna catch your death.
I got something you can wear.
Oh.
Wow.
I used to wear... this...
in my professional capacity.
It's beautiful.
It used to make me feel like
I could be anyone I wanted.
Oh yeah?
It always made me feel
like I could do anything
I goddamned pleased.
Yeah, I feel different already.
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Yeah?
Do I look different?
Oh, honey...
Aw, yeah.
Oh...
Ah...
Yeah. Yeah! Oh.
Oh!
Gonna head out after!
Oops!
Just powdering my nose.
What planet...
do you come from?
We... we can be blow buddies.
Hey! Let me go,
you crazy fucking bitch!
Hi, um... Delaney?
Thank you.
Yeah?
-Hi.
-Hi?
Uh, I just spoke
to one of your neighbors,
and he directed me here.
Um, I'm looking for Johnette.
What about her?
Does she live here?
Are you another one
of them social workers?
I already told Ms. Pratt
that the doctor
said that smoking helps
with my anxiety.
Uh... no, I'm not from there.
Hmm. You look familiar, is all.
Well, my name
is Barb Valentine,
and I'm a lecturer in
ethnozool... eth... animals...
-Right.
-...stuff like that.
But I also write
about disputed creatures,
mysterious species,
whi... which is why
my colleague suggested
that I speak to Johnette.
Well, you'd better come in.
Thank you.
Hey, maybe I...
I should've called first.
No. No, no, no. Please, please.
I am sure she'll be thrilled.
Ma?
Hey!
What is it, Sasha?
Need a lipstick or something?
Okay, fuck you, asshole.
Hey, baby,
what's this about?
There's some
lady scientist here
to see you about the...
What do you want me to say?
- I'm coming. Coming.
- Great.
She'll be right with you.
-Great.
-Mm.
You know,
if I had my YouTube channel,
I'd be making
a lot of dough right now.
You'd never guess
how many goddamn visitors
I've had since my encounter.
I probably wouldn't
shake my hand,
on account of the fact
I haven't washed
since my lovemaking.
- For fuck's sake, Ma.
- My name's Johnette.
Pleased to make
your acquaintance.
Uh, Barbara.
So, Barbara?
Uh, so I understand
that you had an encounter
with the Sooka?
Yeah, you'd be right.
Didn't you come knocking
on my door once before?
I don't think so.
Ah, you sure look
like one of those quacks
who came when it first happened.
Well, you must be
mistaking me for someone else.
Well, you do
all look the goddamn same.
Well, as I said to...
-Sasha.
-...Sasha.
Uh...
Uh, my interest is purely
from an anthrozoological
perspective.
Ditch the fancy words, lady.
They don't mean shit to me.
Please, Ma.
Come on, baby.
This lady seems real nice.
-No need to be shy.
-Okay, I'm not being shy.
I'm sick of talking
with freaks and crypto--
whatever they're calling them--
twisting what I say.
Ma, it was one little
story in the local paper--
Made me the laughingstock!
Okay.
They said it...
they said it tried
to mate with me.
Aw, hell.
Can you blame it, sweetheart?
I tol... I told you
it wasn't true.
It smelled the bacon
I was trying to fry
and tried
to break into the trailer.
Here let me... let me show you.
Look.
They said it was a bear.
I seen a bear.
That ain't no bear.
I think those aren't bear marks.
And any such disturbances
certainly wouldn't be...
sexually motivated.
-Right?
-Right.
You believe me?
I do.
It had a big gaping mouth.
It was all wet and sloppy.
I thought it was gonna
suck me right in.
These giant hands... grabbing.
They were pink,
like a newborn baby...
but sweaty.
I couldn't get
the smell out for days.
Yeah, this is fascinating,
and it is in keeping
with some other local reports.
Would you mind
if I took some notes,
or talk a little more
-and I can...
-Yeah. Sure.
Yeah.
You know, you're right,
she's a real nice lady.
- Not like the others.
- Mm-mm.
Maybe you should invite
her to tonight's party.
Caleb, not just
a pretty face after all.
So, if you feel like hanging out
with some local folks,
-the pleasure would be ours.
-Mm-hmm.
Sure.
Awesome. Take a seat. Relax.
Hey, Barb!
Come on, join us.
-Barbara.
-Hi, Barb.
-Hi.
-Nice to meet you.
I was just telling
all my friends
about the piece
you're gonna write.
Oh, okay.
Go ahead. Tell her, Willie.
Well, I was just saying that
as far back as I can recall,
there's been talk of portals
all across
this whole goddamn area.
Like a network
of secret doorways
that lead to some
interdimensional vortex.
Well, do you know what happens
if you actually go through?
Oh, I thought you might know.
You're the expert.
But I did know
one lady went through.
Within six months,
her whole life had gone to shit,
marriage down the drain.
Poor girl lost everything.
But rumor has it,
all them little portals,
it's how the Sooka
moves around unseen.
Well, I'd love
to talk to your friend.
This is giving me the creeps.
Sure won't sleep good.
The last thing we need are
any more bedroom disturbances!
What's that supposed to mean?
Ah, don't be
so touchy, Johnette!
Didn't I hear your encounter
took place in the kitchen?
Yeah, but when
the thing smelled her cookin',
-it took the fuck off!
-Fuck you.
Excuse me, Francine.
I need to go stretch my legs.
Hey, don't fucking be like that.
Fuck you,
you piece of shit!
Don't fucking
defend your whore to me.
- Oh, come on, Johnette.
- Fuck you, Francine!
- What the fuck?
- Fuck... fuck you!
Sorry, Francine.
Someone isn't taking
her fucking medication.
Ah, some people
just need to chill.
Ms. Barb.
Do you know about sleepwalking?
In a scientific capacity,
I mean.
Uh, so... sorry?
Catch you later.
It's happened to me
over and over.
Well, I can't tell anyone here,
'cause chances are,
they won't believe me.
And you seen how they treat
poor Johnette.
Yeah.
Well, each time it happens
it gets more and more
exaggerated.
Well, sometimes
I lose whole days.
And then everything's...
caked in mud, and, well--
it feels like I fell down
a fucking rabbit hole.
Wait, do I know you?
-Did we meet already?
-No, I don't think so, honey.
Do...
Uh, excuse me.
Wow.
...it's disgusting.
You cannot be serious.
Are you fucking crazy?
How many times
have you done her already?
Baby, Francine's tits alone
weigh 200 fucking pounds.
Fuck you.
What is that supposed to mean?
Hmm?
It means
shut the fuck up already.
- Fuck you!
- All right, baby.
Fuck you too.
Fuck off!
- Fuck you, you pussy!
- No, I'm not fu--
Oh!
No fucking wonder Dad left you.
Holy fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Sasha?
Oh, ho!
Oh...
Did you think it was the Sooka?
Well, it's a full moon,
after all.
-It's not a fucking werewolf.
-Oh.
Whatever.
Okay. Come with me.
Well, come on, I don't bite.
I'm sorry about, uh...
all of that.
She shouldn't treat you
like that.
Yeah.
She's not normally like that.
It's just, um...
it's a big... big act.
Okay.
I understand.
Yeah, I'm sure you do.
What?
Oh, come on.
Even Mom thought
she could recognize you.
So...
So?
Well, I never thought
I'd see you again.
What the fuck happened?
They were looking for you, Barb,
for a really long time.
Don't worry.
Your secret's safe with me.
People like us...
gotta stick together.
"People like us"?
Yeah.
Special people.
The ones who don't fit into
their stupid little pigeonholes.
We got it.
The secret... energy.
It's just a question
of tapping into it.
Oh...
Imagine if we could.
Oh, we'd show them
what it means
to meet a monster
in the fucking woods.
Maybe this'll help unlock it.
Isn't that a total head-fuck?
Barb?
I love you.
Hey.
-Do you know where my car is?
-Hey, lady.
Mind what the fuck you're doing.
Ho-ho! She's a clumsy bitch.
Can't even stand on
her own two feet.
Knock it off, Darlene.
You know this drunk bitch?
Barb's our special guest.
Just had a bit too much
to drink, is all.
Don't worry, I'll make sure
she gets home safe.
Hey, darling. You gotta be
careful around here.
Some folks are pretty mean.
I'm okay.
They're not all sweetness
and light, like yours truly.
I need to go.
Where are the cars?
The cars?
Honey, you ain't good to drive.
I'm fine. I'm...
Yeah, sure you are. Come here.
-Get your hands off my cape.
-Whoa, whoa, it's okay.
We're friends. Remember?
Let's you and me find ourselves
a quiet little corner.
All right?
Come along with Caleb.
That's it.
Oh.
No, no, no, no, no!
Where is it?
Oh...
Fuck!
Hello?
What the fuck?
"325 Valentine."
Can I help you?
Barb?
My God!
What...
What... what?
Wh... what?
Oh, baby. Baby!
Let's just get you inside.
It's okay.
It's okay.
That's nice, baby.
Let's get rid
of those nasty smells.
Like beautiful lily of
the valley, don't you think?
Yeah?
Honey?
I'm not gonna ask you
where you've been.
Okay?
Let's get you nice and clean...
like a good girl.
Let's warm you up here.
Hmm.
Open your mouth.
Breathe out.
You think we'd know by now which
things don't agree with you,
but th... that's okay, baby.
We're only human.
Remember how, maybe...
we discussed you should avoid
cigarettes and liquor?
We're gonna put it all behind us
and make a fresh start.
Mm... smells so lovely.
We have to expect
a bit of gossip,
wagging tongues,
but once they get it
out of their system,
we'll be back to normal.
Just you wait and see.
In the meantime,
we smile politely
and get on with our lives.
Hm.
Let's see.
Can I wear that one?
Oh, baby.
You remember when I bought this
for you on our honeymoon?
Our villa near Barcelona
had those sweet little
stray kitties, remember?
We left out tuna
and lumps of cheese
dropped in strawberry jelly.
Oh, baby,
you're the most wonderful thing
that ever happened to me.
My heart still... Mm!
Oh.
If I sometimes sound harsh,
it's just because I love you.
Mm.
You've made me
such a happy bunny,
wearing that special dress.
Such a happy little bunny. Mm.
But first, we have chores.
So we just wanna
tidy these up here
and get these petals
all into the wheelbarrow.
All right.
I know you prefer
a more unkempt look...
but you look so beautiful,
and we don't want folk thinking
we're slobs, do we, honey?
Hey, how you doing, Brad?
-Good, good, good.
-Betty, you look amazing.
-Right?
-Great day for a walk.
Or a spot of gardening.
Someone mentioned
Barb was back.
Uh, honey, it's...
-...none of our business.
-Brad, that's fine.
Yes, that's right, Betty.
She had some things to do
out of town,
but she's home now,
and everything is just...
fine and dandy.
Okey-dokey.
Well, it's been good chatting
with you, Morgan.
-You too!
-Take care.
You make sure
she gets some rest.
I will, absolutely.
I think these could use
some attention right there.
Who was that?
The Robinsons, sweetie.
Guess what?
They're going to have
a baby boy.
Oh, well, that would explain
why she looks half-dead,
like that thing was
eating her from the inside.
-Honey!
-Can you imagine?
She actually has a dick
growing inside her body.
It's fucking disgusting
when you think about it.
Oh, my--
My God, sweetie,
look at your hand.
Does that hurt?
No.
Come on,
let's get you cleaned up.
Come on.
-It doesn't hurt?
-No.
Mmm!
Mmm!
Morgan?
Honey?
I remember our honeymoon.
It was the best.
Yeah.
We did have a great time.
But then there's
this bitter taste in my mouth.
'Cause you started to act
like such a prick.
You know, gradually,
the more successful--
Barb.
-...I became...
-Honey.
...you became
a total fucking monster, Morgan.
-That's why I ran away.
-How can you say that?
That's why I keep running away.
Honey! This isn't a prison.
You have the kind of freedoms
most women only dream of.
- But...
- Remember, we discussed
it was best you took a step back
from this fantasy world.
That's what triggered
your last episode,
if you recall.
Hey.
Don't be like that.
You know I love you
very, very much,
and I wouldn't
do anything to hurt you.
If I'm scratchy, it's just that
I don't want to lose you again.
Does that feel good?
Hmm...
Mm...
You sweet little baby girl.
Oh! Ow!
Ow!
Look what you did!
Look what I did?
Oh, no. It...
...must've slipped off.
I've been a naughty boy, hmm?
Now I'm in very bad trouble.
Are you gonna spank my bum-bum
and make me play pee--
Off to your little hiding place?
You pay more attention
to those fucking monsters
than you do to me!
Please don't leave me again.
I'll do anything you say.
I... I'll change!
I'll change.
Barb, please.
Please, please, no!
Hey, wait.
Come back inside, Barb.
Let's talk! Let's talk.
Please, Barb. Talk to me.
Talk to me!
I love you!
Hey.
Jesus.