Ah, good evening.
I was just taking a little break.
It's been a busy night.
Lots of new arrivals.
I call them the arriving departed.
Ahh! Well, back to work.
Eh, what the hell. One more for the road.
Just a dash. Adds a little spine.
Long life.
Ohh, better!
Ahh, the doctor will see you now.
Hmm.
Uhh, ugly!
Man, are you ugly.
Well, we all know it isn't what a person looks like.
It's what's inside that counts.
Mmm.
Ehh, death by natural causes.
Natural causes, natural causes.
More natural causes. I hate natural causes!
Give me a big old stab wound to poke around in, then I'm happy.
Ahh, here we are.
Body bags.
See, if it's murder or suicide or a nasty accident,
they put 'em in these bags.
This one was found on a stretch of lonely highway,
miles from the nearest town on a pitch-black night.
Also in the news, another gruesome murder in Haddonfield today.
The body of a young woman was discovered buried
in the bottom of a trash bin behind a shopping mall.
Police Chief, Ardith Robinson of the Haddonfield PD
gave a statement to reporters this afternoon
after the discovery of"...
Police believe the woman to be
another victim of a serial killer responsible for a series
of ritualized slayings in the southland.
The body of the woman was found by hikers—
I'd be scared shitless working all alone in a place like this.
Eh, I can take care of myself.
Besides, you're the one who has to drive back to an empty apartment.
- Ooooh. - Thanks a lot.
You don't mind picking me up in the morning?
- What time? - Seven.
Ooh.
This'll be the last time I ask you for a ride, I promise.
They said my car will be out of the shop by tomorrow.
I'll buy breakfast.
Deal.
See ya.
Can I help ya?
I'm Anne.
Okay.
The new girl.
Oh, yeah, right, come on in.
- Hi. - Hey.
- Sorry I'm late. - No biggie.
Oh, wow, this is almost identical to the gas station I worked last month,
except that was a little bit smaller.
Well, why don't I give you the, uh, the grand tour.
Uh, that's the cash register.
You just punch in the pump number and amount, right?
Yeah, you got it. That's the credit card machine.
No sweat.
And listen, when you get their, uh, signatures,
make sure you get the license plate number, all right?
- Right. - It's important.
Um, the TV gets maybe three channels.
Actually, I'll probably just do some studying.
Um, the cigarette prices are posted outside.
- Saw it. - Okay, good.
Is that the bathroom?
Well, actually, we, uh, prefer to call that the employee's lounge.
Yeah, great.
Let's see— oh, oh, do I ring out the register
when the morning shift comes in?
Nah, just, you know, uh, he'll take care of that.
Why don't you just collect the cash and make change.
- Okay. - Yep— oh, you know what?
This door locks automatically if you leave the booth.
- So, uh— - Keys?
Right, keys, yeah, um—
God, I don't know where the hell I left them.
Yeah, here they are.
The round one, um, that's for the booth
and the square one works everything else, okay?
Got it.
- Public restrooms. - Yeah.
Um... yeah, I guess that's about it.
You know, I feel a little bit guilty.
Leaving you out here all by yourself.
- Eh, I'll be okay. - Did you hear the news tonight?
- Yeah, it's horrible. - Yeah.
- Hmm. - Hey, you know what?
If you got a problem,
why don't you, um, just give me a call, okay?
Hey, thank you.
- Sure, no problem. - Will do.
Okay.
Uh, that's it, then.
I'm outta here. Have a good night.
- See ya later. - You got it.
Pack of Coronados.
Two seventy-five.
Is there anything else?
Uh, what you readin'?
It's for school.
A college girl, huh?
Yeah, well, I never got to go to college myself, you know?
Yeah, I got some bourbon out in the car.
Maybe I can get you to come out of that booth.
Maybe I'll see ya around.
Okay.
Hi, I need to fill her up. Super unleaded.
- Number 12? - Uh, yeah.
Haven't seen you around here before.
It's my first night— huh.
Uh, signature and license, please.
Are you from Haddonfield?
Born and raised.
Thanks.
What are you studying?
Um, psychology. Final exams next week.
Gotta pull my average up.
- You go to the university? - Uh-huh.
Well, do you ever feel like, uh, kicking back?
You know, just hanging out someplace after class?
- Sometimes. - Well, you gotta try the Oak Lounge.
It's, uh, down Seventh Street by the freeway.
They got a really good band there on weekends.
Hey, maybe if I run into you some time, I'll play you a game of pool.
I'm no good at pool.
All the better.
Well, see ya.
Bye.
Ooh.
Hey, you forgot your card! Hey!
Shit.
Ooh! Great.
Hey.
I need the key to the restroom.
I really have to go to the restroom.
Oh, uh... the key's in the booth.
I have to get the other set.
Uh, I'll be right back.
Shit.
Ugh, thank God!
Great.
Oh, you pump, I gotta go to the john.
I'm gonna take care of this.
Whoo-hoo, honey, hiya, sweetheart!
Listen, give me, uh, oh, $20.
Of that superduper irregular
on, uh, pump number niner there, okay?
You're a little glum tonight, hon, what's wrong?
You oughtta be out partyin'.
Pretty little thing like you, huh?
Say, uh, I need a key to get in that little boy's room there?
Uh, you do.
Listen, could you do me a favor?
Sure, name it.
There's a man, he's in the men's restroom.
- He's a little weird. - Weirdo, huh?
Yeah, I don't know— I was wondering,
could you take a look and see what he's doing?
You got that.
Yoo-hoo! There's nothing coming out.
What's the problem?
Oh, oh, there's nothing coming out.
- You have to lift the lever. - Oh.
No. The lever— the lever on the pump.
Never mind, I'll do it.
So sorry to bother you.
I just usually go to the full serve.
Oh.
Oh, thanks.
Guy is sleepin' in there.
He's all curled up around the toilet.
I had to stand back and aim over his head.
Shame on you.
When you gotta go, you gotta go.
I wouldn't worry about it, hon.
He's fast asleep. The guy's a bum.
Let him sleep it off.
Did you get the restroom key?
Oh, I left it hangin' in the door.
Come on, baby, let's go, I'm cold.
See ya around, doll face.
Get in there, get in there, arrrh!
God.
Shit!
I can do this.
Come on, come on...
Hi.
This is Bill.
I can't come to the phone right now.
So, maybe you could just leave a message.
See, I got a sore throat.
Be better if you could call back.
If you wanna leave a message, just wait for the beep.
Beep.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on!
Answer the phone!
- 9-1-1— - Oh, there's a man!
He's after me! He's after me!
Bitch.
Oh!
Die, you son of a bitch!
Forgot my credit card.
Tell me, how long have you had these feelings of hostility?
You can't say?
You know, you really shouldn't keep your emotions all bottled up inside.
Eh, you're hopeless!
He should have had a lobotomy.
Let's go see what other fun things we can find to do.
Cirrhosis of the liver.
Brain tumor.
Severe head cold?
Let's check the drawers.
I call these my necrophile cabinets.
Seems to be stuck.
Obviously, these drawers were built
before breast implants became so popular.
These oughtta be recycled.
That's odd.
Ooh.
Marital spat?
Kiss and make up.
Ahh.
Believe it or not, this was a human body.
Poor guy fell off a high-rise onto the top of a car,
which swerved in front of a train
and was dragged 900 yards under the engine.
Fascinating what can happen to the human body
under the right circumstances.
Tonight will be mostly clear
but some low clouds late tonight through midmorning tomorrow.
Light winds, lows in the upper 50s.
High tomorrow in the mid 70s.
And now this—
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we have perfected a simple surgical procedure
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After my Roswell Hair growth treatment,
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- Hi. - Hi.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Come on in.
More wine?
Mm, I'd love some.
- Richard? - Hm?
What did you do to your hair?
Nothing.
Well, I mean, I combed it a different way.
Sweetheart, are you worried about your hair thinning?
No, of course not.
I think you look very distinguished.
You're very handsome.
You don't like it, do you?
I like you.
Eat.
This veal is delicious, you know.
So, you think I'm going bald?
No, I don't.
What's the big deal, if you are anyway?
Oh, so, now I am going bald?
It really doesn't matter to me.
Are you telling me that you don't like hair?
Of course, I like hair.
Then how can you stand looking at me?
I mean, look at this.
Look at that, huh?
Richard, you're behaving like a baby.
Well, why not? I got hair like a baby.
Why don't you let me make an appointment
for you with my hairdresser?
Dennis'll give your hair a nice shape.
I don't need shape.
I need quantity. I need volume.
I need more hair.
Now, what about this?
- Huh? - Forget it!
- No way, no way! - Wait, wait, wait, hey, hey!
Come on, just give it a chance.
Take a look at it!
- You mean— - That looks ridiculous.
- It won't fool anybody. - Would you be careful with that?
Oh, for God's sake, Richard.
Okay.
- Well, you see, - Yeah.
I don't think you'd ever know it was a hairpiece.
If you just take a little— no.
- No-oh-oh. - What about there?
- No? - Wouldn't do it there.
- Hey! - God, no.
Hey, wait a minute.
- It's gotta go. - What are you—
Come on, man, I need that, I need that back.
Richard, you're in denial.
It makes you look like the world's biggest jerk off.
It makes me look like I've got more hair.
Sit down, Rich—
I need that back.
Fine.
Let me just tell you how things are, okay, Richard?
You're headin' for egg city.
Located in the chrome dome county in the state of the cue ball.
Do you understand what I'm talking about?
In a year, your head will look like a Christmas tree lot in January.
I understand that. That's why I need your help.
Have you got some kind of a thickening agent?
Something I can put in there and give me a little bit more,
you know, volume, huh?
I can help you, Richard.
How?
Only if you let me.
- Of course. - Okay.
Now, what I can do—
I can cut your hair.
I can give it shape.
- I can give it style, Richard. - Come on.
Now, I can empower you, Richard.
- Give you back your manhood. - I can't let you cut my hair.
- It's your birthright. - What are you going to cut?
Please, let me just style it a little bit.
What I do is, see—
I start from— We start from here.
No cutting, no cutting.
Fine, just styling.
Just as plants respond to soothing music,
your follicles will love Harmonies for Hair.
Grow, baby, grow.
Hi!
I really like your hair like that, it looks nice.
How about a drink?
Did Dennis do that?
Do what?
Paint your head.
Who painted your head?
Doesn't work?
Dennis didn't do that, did he?
Tell me he didn't do that.
No, I did it.
You don't like it, do you?
Poor baby.
All this is really gettin' to you, isn't it?
Oh, it's driving me crazy, Megan.
I can't eat, I can't sleep.
The only thing I can think about is my hair.
I'm losing my hair.
Oh, darling.
It wouldn't be so—
What?
You— you've got stuff all over your face.
Oh!
Look at all this crap.
I disgust you, don't I?
What disgusts me, Richard, is your inability
to accept yourself as you are.
I just don't want to be a bald guy.
You're not a bald guy.
You— you're just— you're just a thinning hair guy.
It means the same thing.
It doesn't mean the same thing, okay?
What it—
I just can't deal with you when you're like this, okay?
- Megan. - Bye.
Megan.
Megan, please.
I think we need to spend some time away from each other.
Oh, sure, just walk out on the bald guy.
Do yourself a favor, Richard, wash your head.
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Yes.
Mr. Richard Coberts is here for his appointment.
Show him in, please.
- Nice to meet you, Richard. - Doctor.
Mr. Coberts' before picture.
Have a seat, please.
I take it my nurses fully explained our procedure.
Uh, yes, I saw your commercial on television.
How does it work?
We revive dead hair follicles
by applying a protein-based solution
to the hair roots beneath the scalp.
What's in the protein solution?
That's patented.
I love it when he talks that way.
Don't you think he'll look just too sexy with a full head of hair?
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Richard might not be right for our treatment.
Tell me, why do you want hair?
Uh, I think I'll feel better about myself.
There are certain advantages to being bald, Richard.
For instance,
Bald men are often considered to be more trustworthy, less threatening.
The primal power that a full head of hair bestows on a man
brings a certain pressure to perform.
Some men realize that they prefer to remain
out of the limelight.
Well, that may be so, Doctor, but I want hair.
I want lots of hair.
You don't think I'm up to it, do you?
- Are you? - I think so.
I think so too.
It'll change your life, Richard.
I want it to change.
- You sure? - I'm positive.
I love a positive man.
Very well.
Nurse, activate the compuscan.
I'll just insert your picture
into the graphic scanner.
And... voila.
Now, we, uh, have quite a few hair personalities
for you to choose from,
uh, depending on which trait you wish to emphasize.
This is your basic conservative look.
We call it Traditional Republican.
- I don't know, eh... - I agree.
No?
Well, uh, go a little bit more daring.
The Military Style, favored by police, soldiers, athletes.
- I don't know, it's almost too, uh— - Drab.
Exactly.
You see, I want something that is very, um,
- exciting. - Yes.
- Bold. - Yes.
- Sexy. - Yes, yes.
Let's try this.
We call this our Stallion Look.
Giddyup.
Yes, that's it, that's the one.
The Stallion Look it is.
Congratulations, Richard.
Uh, no surgery.
No, no, no, heavens no, no.
We apply the solution here
then when you wake up tomorrow morning in your own bed,
you take off the bandage and you're a new man.
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, please let me have hair.
If I have hair, I have everything.
I just want to love me again.
I don't love me the way I am now.
I love me the way I used to be.
The way I want to be.
Please, God, just let me have—
Hair.
Oh, my... oh, my God.
I have— I— it's hair.
I have hair!
It worked. Oh, God, look at tha—
Oh, thank you. Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
It's the old me.
It's the new me.
It's the me I've always wanted to be.
No, no, no.
I can't let you touch it.
If I let you touch it, I'll have to let everybody else touch it.
Yes, yes, it is the source of all my strength.
But it's not the only source.
See that my men are well fed.
And bring forth the women.
It's incredible!
Who is this Dr. Lock?
He advertises on TV.
Why doesn't everybody go to him?
He's new.
It's amazing.
I can't believe what it's done for you.
Ohh, mm-mm.
You even kiss better.
I know I said it didn't matter,
but you look so fantastic with this new hair.
You're just so— You're so—
You're so animal.
Tell me you love me, Richard.
Just me.
- Mm-mm. - Morning, lover.
Morning.
Oh.
Feel like I'm getting a sore throat.
Maybe you overdid it last night, huh?
Oh, I got this tickle in my throat.
Well, I'd love to stay and scratch it, but I gotta go.
See you later, sexy?
Take care of that sore throat, you hear?
You gotta save all your strength for me.
- I don't believe it. - I don't either.
You know, this is— it's amazing.
I know.
And it's not a weave.
No, no, it's all mine, baby.
Oh, man, it seems so good and healthy.
You know what I mean?
Oh, man, all right, okay.
- Who is this Dr. Lock, huh? - He's new.
- You look... great. - I know.
You look great.
Now, I'm just going to cut it a little bit, okay?
Just give it a little bit of shape.
You all right there, buddy?
Not too much, not too much.
No, no, no, just styled. Just style.
Hello.
Lousy.
I don't know, I just don't feel too good.
Huh? Um, gettin' a haircut.
Yeah, well, after you left this morning,
I discovered that my hair's grown nearly six inches.
No, I'm not kidding.
I know, it's weird.
Listen, I'm glad you called.
Um, I'm gonna have to cancel our date tonight.
I really think I'm coming down with something.
No, I am not seeing somebody else.
Come on, Megan, what's the matter with you?
Okay.
Yeah, yeah.
That's all right.
Yep, thanks.
Bye-bye.
Ahh, ah.
Ahh, ahhh.
Oh, no, oh.
Hello.
Not so good.
What time is it?
What?
No, nobody else is here.
Why don't you believe me. I told you I'm sick.
It's not an act.
What?
Oh, fine, suit yourself, don't believe me then!
- Happy, darling? - Yes, of course.
Ah, Richard, how are you?
Guess.
You look great.
Another successful operation.
What are you talking about? Look what's happening to me.
I know, isn't it wonderful.
Let me show you something.
You earthlings and your vanity.
You're so predictably easy.
You know, at first, it was difficult.
When we arrived on this planet, we were tiny, starving organisms.
And then we discovered that your brains
are the only food on which we can thrive.
The questions was one of access.
We seem to have found the answer.
In fact, we're particularly enjoying your brain.
We like fat.
Nurse, transfer Richard into implant containers.
Then call in the next patient.
Ooh.
It seems to me, maybe I'm going a little thin on top myself.
Ooh!
I think we have time for one more body.
Does anyone have anything to share?
No volunteers?
What a bunch of stiffs!
I want you guys to think about this while I go have a drink.
Ehh!
Ooh, I forgot about this.
This is weird.
This may make you a little tense.
It made someone a little past tense. Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Here's looking at you, kid.
Bice is hoping Matthews
can get something going here.
Here's the pitch.
Good hit. Go.
Get over that fence.
Yeah!
What's going on, Matthews?
All of a sudden you're knockin' the hell outta that ball.
Yeah, I don't know, I'm seein' it real good.
I don't want to make you nervous, but the Giants got their eye on you.
Yeah, I heard that one before.
Hey, they could use a good pinch hitter this year.
Still gonna talk to us peons when you hit the majors?
Yeah, right.
I'm not about to start counting my chickens.
I've been too close too many times.
Somethin' always happens.
I got a feeling this is your year.
Let's say we knock back a few brews and celebrate.
I don't think so, bud. I got someone prettier to celebrate with.
You better watch it.
It ain't natural to love your wife so much.
Hello.
Hey, darlin'.
How'd you do?
Three for four and a homerun to win it in the ninth.
Oh, that's great.
I've got some good news too.
- What? - Surprise.
- Tell me. - Unh-uh.
You gotta come home to find out.
I'll be there in a flash. Love ya.
I love you too. Bye.
Jesus Christ!
Ah!
Brent?
You're gonna be okay.
Honey, Dr. Bregman is here
and he needs to talk to you.
Are you feeling up to it?
Good morning, Brent.
Now, let me guess, Doc.
Heh, I got a concussion and—
Yeah, your putting me on the three-day disabled list.
Brent, I'm sorry to tell you this,
but it's much worse than that.
I'm afraid you've lost your right eye.
But I'm a baseball player.
It's the eye I use...
to see the God damn ball.
Oh, Honey.
No!
Dr. Watkins, Dr. Watkins.
Brent.
This is Dr. Lang.
He'd like to speak with you.
What about?
I think maybe I can help you.
I've spent the last ten years of my life developing a method
to transplant an entire eye.
Now, it's never been done or even tried.
But I do think it could work.
Unfortunately, I'm pretty much alone in that opinion.
Let's say I'm skeptical.
I could play again?
Yeah, if it works.
Well, what if it doesn't?
Well, if the eye dies, we'll just have to remove it
and you and I are back to square one.
When can we do it?
Well, I'd prefer to do it right away.
I— I just received a healthy donor eye.
Oh, I— I know that sounds a bit gruesome.
But, uh, it's an excellent match for your size.
It is a brown eye, but we can use a contact lens to match your color.
Talk it over with your wife
and we'll chat tomorrow.
The eye from a dead person?
I guess it would have to be.
- Uh-huh, yeah. - Oh, I'm sorry, darling.
I know, it's weird, isn't it?
Oh boy, you think about God's will.
- Is this God's will? - Well, isn't it?
I don't know.
Well, he gave us the ability to think and make discoveries.
You know what I mean. You know, science and everything.
If it's for the good.
Well, what's not good about me being able to have a career
and a family?
- Darling? - What?
Nothing.
Brent, you're right.
- Of course, we should try it. - Sure.
And if it doesn't work, babe, it just— it doesn't work.
And Saul arose from the Earth.
And when his eyes were opened he saw no man.
They brought him into Damascus
where there was a certain disciple named Ananias.
And to him said the Lord in a vision,
"Ananias, arise and inquire in the house of Judas
for one cold soul."
For I will show him how many things he must suffer
for my name's sake.
And Ananias went his way and entered into the house.
And laying his hands on him said,
"Brother Saul, the Lord Jesus,
who appeared to you on the road as you came,
has sent me that you may receive your sight
and be filled with the Holy Spirit."
Immediately, there fell from his eyes something like scales.
And he received his sight at once.
And he arose and was baptized.
Mrs. Matthews?
Yes.
The operation went smooth as silk.
Brent's in recovery and should awaken at any moment.
I'm putting a patch over the left eye.
Now, are we ready?
Ready.
Well, if everything works out all right,
your vision should only be blurry for a few days.
All right, now.
Here we go.
I like your hair tied back that way.
Congratulations.
Here's the pitch.
Strike one, slider down and inside.
Hi, I made them let me off work an hour early.
What's wrong, sweetie, another headache?
Yeah.
The doctor said the headaches will go away soon.
And tomorrow you get your blue lens and it's home sweet home.
You don't have to turn it off.
Yeah, it's just— I can't watch it.
It should be me up there.
It will be, baby, it will be.
What is it?
Uh, nothin'.
Everything's gonna be okay. I promise.
The headaches should diminish little by little.
Now, it's important that you do the eye exercises I gave you.
Now, let's, uh— let's try this to see how this lens fits.
- Honey, it looks great. - Yeah?
Yeah.
Well, Brent, I'm gonna send you home tomorrow.
Now, remember—
It's going to take at least six weeks
for this surgery to heal completely.
Is there anything he shouldn't do?
Oh, light exercise, fine.
But nothing strenuous.
And I want to see you in a few days, okay?
Thanks, Doc.
Oh, man.
It's great to be home.
Since you're in such a good mood, I think we should celebrate.
- Yeah. - I'll give you my surprise, hm?
Surprise?
- What are you up to? - You'll see.
- Ready? - I guess.
♪ Ta-da. ♪
Oh.
What's this?
It's a present, dummy.
For me?
To Dad from Mom.
You're gonna have a baby?
We're gonna have a baby.
Aren't you happy?
Oh, yeah.
You don't look very happy.
I am.
Darlin', I think it's fantastic.
Brent, you're worried about the future, aren't you?
I don't know.
Maybe a little.
You know, whatever happens, it'll be okay.
Sure.
Aren't you gonna open it?
What am I doin'?
Okay, let's see.
A crib?
I thought this was a present for me.
It is. You get to put it together.
I get it, I get it.
- Did you put your drops in? - Yeah.
Is the blur almost gone?
Oh, it's pretty clear.
Does your head still hurt?
Oh, it's just once in a while.
I suppose I'm gonna have to get used to this new part of you.
Hey, I'm not the only one with new parts around here.
Ain't it somethin'? Five weeks old.
Just think, eight months from now it'll be opening day.
Wouldn't it be great.
I'd tear up the league in Spring training.
The majors pick me up.
The baby's born on opening day and I celebrate
by comin' off the bench in the ninth and swattin' one over the fence.
Wouldn't that be great?
It'd be great.
You look so pretty.
Oh, are we not supposed to have sex?
Oh, no, we can have sex.
I just think we should wait a little.
Until you heal better.
The doctor didn't say anything about that.
Well, maybe tomorrow, sweetie, okay?
It's just— I'm not feeling, well— you know.
I love you, Brent, I'm just not in a sexy mood.
Would it help if I put my lens in?
Is that what's bothering you?
Maybe that's not a bad idea.
I'm sure I'll get used to you without it,
but at the moment it's...
I don't know.
It's a little strange.
No big deal. The kid aims to please.
- I'm sorry. - Oh, no.
- You okay? - Mm-hm.
- I'm really sorry. - Mmm.
Come, let's go to bed.
Oh, honey, the shutters.
Oh, jeez.
What's wrong?
Brent, what is it?
- A headache. - Oh, come on, baby.
- Oh! - Lie down.
Okay?
Gently, gently.
Easy.
- Ohh. - Is that better?
Yeah, I think so.
I think it's goin' away.
A little too much excitement on the first night, huh?
Yeah, you may be right. Oh, that feels good.
Let's just go to sleep, hmm?
- Yeah, oh, just keep doin' that. - Okay.
Honey, breakfast.
- Did you do your eye exercises? - Mm-hm.
Listen, I have to get to work. Are you okay?
- Yeah. - Okay.
If you feel like it, why don't you take a crack at putting the crib together?
Because I got the back yard to work on! Okay?
You don't have to yell.
Did I?
I'm sorry.
Our baby will hear you.
There's my ride. Bye.
- Mm. - See ya.
No!
Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands.
Know ye that the Lord he is God.
Brent?
Hey, darlin'.
Come on up. Got something to show ya.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hi, sweetie. - Mm.
You're in a good mood.
- Well, feelin' better, come on. - Good.
Oh.
My handyman.
Yeah, it's pretty nifty, huh?
What about the sides?
I was about to do that.
There.
Jesus Christ!
You took your diapers off again.
Look at this mess.
You make everything so hard for me, you—
What is it, what's wrong?
Oh, oh, Brent, honey, what's the matter?
Oh, my God!
Well, can't he be reached at home?
I don't care where he is, I just need to talk to him.
No, no, no, it's my husband.
Well, I don't know, it's an emergency.
Uh, he's not dying, if that's what you mean.
Hey, I'm feelin' a little better.
Oh, hold on a moment, please.
Oh, I don't know, you look so—
I mean, I really think you should see someone.
Oh, no, I really am feelin' better.
Just tell 'em I'll call him tomorrow.
- Are you sure? - Mm-hm.
Hello?
No, no, don't bother, we'll call him in the morning.
Thank you.
Mm, I'm feeling much better.
Do you know what would make me feel better still?
- Brent. - What?
Look what you did, you bit me. I'm bleeding.
Ohh—.
I see things.
What things?
Just, leave me alone.
Leave me alone!
He gnashes upon me with his eye.
Mine enemy sharpened his eyes upon me.
They have gaped upon me with his mouth.
They have gathered themselves together against me.
God hath delivered me to the ungodly
and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
He hath also taken me by my neck
and shaken me to pieces and set me up for his mark.
His archers compass me roundabout.
He cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare.
He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach.
He runneth upon me like a giant.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin
and defiled my horn in the dust.
My face is foul with weeping
and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.
Therefore rejoice...
The sky were darkened by the smoke from the abyss.
I told you to leave me alone!
Why can't you do what I ask you to do?
Please, Brent, go see the doctor.
Yes, will he help? Will he help me?
Will the doctor help me?
I'll drive you.
No, the keys.
Where are the keys?
Downstairs on the table.
What have you done to me?
Oh, uh, Brent, aren't I supposed to see you this afternoon?
What have you done to me?
I don't know what you're talking about.
What's happenin' to me?
Are you outta your mind? Calm down.
This eye, this eye!
Where in the hell did this eye come from?
Wh— wh— wh— what does it matter?
Tell me!
Well, it, uh, from a man— a man who died.
How did he die?
He— he was executed. He died in the gas chamber.
Well, who was he?
Tell me!
Uh, Randall— John Randall.
Here we are— John Randall.
Just move this and it scans the entire text.
Let me know if you need anymore help.
Apparently, Randall had attempted
to get rid of the bodies in his kitchen garbage disposal.
Ultimately, the dismembered remains of seven young women
were discovered in shallow graves.
All the victims had died as a result of stab wounds
administered by a pair of garden shears.
Each of the women had been sexually molested
after death.
Subsequent investigation into Randall's past
uncovered a childhood marked by physical abuse
at the hands of an... alcoholic mother.
Police were struck by the fact that
Randall's mother, like all the victims, had blonde hair.
In conversations with police,
Randall referred to himself as...
the Devil.
Brent?
I'm out here.
What did the doctor say?
Oh, nothin' to worry about.
Could you please stop diggin'. I need to talk to you.
I can't.
I have to finish diggin' your grave.
Whore!
What are you doing? No, get off me!
Get off me!
This is the John Randall, dear.
He chose them by their hair!
John Randall. John Randall.
John Randall, John Randall, John Randall, John Randall!
Randall, Randall, John Randall.
He cut 'em up, you see?
John woulda liked you.
I have his eye, you know.
I see what John Randall saw.
And it's so damn satisfying.
Brent, the bible, look at the bible.
He makes 'em soft.
They're hair is soft, but it- They're whores!
So, we have to make 'em soft.
And then we can have 'em.
But then they get cold and, uh—
Oh, John, he doesn't like that.
Grind 'em up. That's what we do.
But they're too big.
Big and ugly.
And so we dig.
Put 'em in the ground and make 'em quiet.
Oh, John, he knew what was good.
Brent, the bible, look at the bible.
What is in the bible?
- John Randall's in the bible. - John Randall's not in the bible!
That Brent, Brent's in the bible!
That's right, Brent's in the bible.
No, I— I— I mean that—
That's right, you said Brent's in the bible.
No, that's not what I mean.
Yes, look, it says it in the bible.
From Cathy to Brent, our faith in thee.
Shut up! Whore!
No.
To Brent from Cathy,
may we always walk together with God.
♪ I got my eye on you baby ♪
♪ Oh yeah. ♪
Oh, sorry, I couldn't resist.
So, what do you think?
Myself, I love stories about our national pastime—
violent death.
Ooh.
What I don't understand is,
why was he so upset about losing his eye?
You could have become an umpire.
Uh-oh, better get movin'.
Oh!
Oohoo, it's freezin' in here.
Mighty-night.
Oh, man it looks like we got our work cut out for us tonight.
Man, you ain't lyin'.
Might as well get started.
Another John Doe, huh?
Ooh, severe, uh, trauma to the abdomen, I'd say.
Really, what's your first clue?
Here, give me that saw.
Ooh, hey, I'm gonna get some coffee, man.
- Hey, get me some too, buddy. - You bet.
You know, these guys crack me up.
You gotta love 'em. Oop, gotta run.
That's not good.
Well, look at your liver, buddy.
What the hell you been drinkin', formaldehyde?
How's it coming?
Give me the head saw.