[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour, there must be something on.
DAUGHTER: Oh, wow, Candy Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS]
Oh, great. It's Monsters, our favorite show! [MONSTROUS LAUGH]
Shh, it's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
Are we through looking yet?
Maybe we should get out of here.
Haven't found it yet.
Found what?
The money.
Oh, we're... Will you just shut up?
Go.
[SHOES CLANKING] Hey.
Shoes.
[THUD]
[CHAIN CLINKING]
Rick. Hey.
[WOMAN MOANS]
The chica.
[WHISPERS] I know.
Come here.
Come on, old lady.
Up and at 'em. Oh.
[EXCLAIMS IN SURPRISE]
What you boys think you are doing in my house?
Geez, I don't know. Maybe we're, uh...
selling cookies for the boy's scouts.
What are you going to do about it?
I could scream.
You could also die.
Come on, lady. We won't hurt you.
Just want the money.
You know what they say about you.
You've got nothing in the bank.
You pay all your bills in cash shows,
you know what I was thinking,
it's right here in this house.
So, come on. Where's the money at?
What is it with you?
Do you think I'm a nice guy?
Do you think I wouldn't mess with you?
You smart alecs wants the money?
Why don't you go find it?
Oh, please.
Go easy on us.
I'm shaking in my boots.
Aren't you, boy?
Hey.
What?
Hey.
Help me, Arnold.
Oh, that's real cute.
Hey.
She's biting me.
[GRUNTS]
You kidding me?
Oh, quiet. [GUNSHOT]
Don't do nothing, genius.
Damn, lady.
[GRUNTING]
[THUDS]
That's how cute I am.
What? Did you kill her?
Nah, I joined her fan club.
Oh, Lord.
Man.
Can't believe that an old lady
took a bite out of you
with that gun.
She shouldn't have done that, man.
Really. She must have been crazy.
Geez,
and those eyes,
the way she looked at you with those dead eyes.
Hey, hey.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
You stop making yourself dizzy and listen to me.
Now, you stop talking about it, you stop thinking about it.
You just erase it from your brain.
You better pay attention, Clifford, I'm not screwing around.
That does not exist.
Tonight does not exist.
Now you tell no-one.
Not mom,
not whatever your latest excuse for a girlfriend is,
you don't go to church and say it to God.
Your mouth shut.
Period.
Clifford, give me a hint. Is any of this bit sinking in?
If you start shootin' off your mouth,
I'm gonna start shootin' something else off
and it won't be your mouth.
They won't even find your little toe.
Gee, Ray, it really makes me feel bad to hear you talk like that.
I mean, I'm your brother.
Don't you trust me?
We are the flesh and blood and everything.
I trust you.
That just goes to show how stupid you really are.
You don't trust your brother
or your mother or anybody.
You trust yourself
if you can trust number one.
And if I can hammer anything
into that lame brain of yours, let it be that.
Ow.
[GRUNTS]
You know, you ought to take that to the clinic.
I once heard on TV
that human bites are more dangerous than dog bites.
It doesn't exist. Look,
when guys like us die, they just call the garbage truck.
But, when some rich old lady dies,
they actually try to find out who did it.
My blood and our fingerprints are all over that house.
All they got to do is start thinking about us
and we are dead meat.
So,
no clinic,
no nothing.
Go on back to your place,
and jump on your girlfriend.
We're all fine.
We're all happy
and tonight never happened.
Get it?
Not all that stupid.
I know what you are saying.
Everything is fine.
Right?
Right.
See you later.
[GROANS IN PAIN]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
RAY: Erase it from your brain.
you trust number one... CLIFFORD: We're the same flesh and blood...
Tonight does not exist.
CLIFFORD: Human bites are more dangerous than dog bites.
Dead eyes.
CLIFFORD: We're the same flesh and blood...
RAY: Say it to God...
God almighty.
Oh, God.
You know, I was thinking
what with last night
which didn't happen
since what didn't happen didn't happen at all,
I was thinking that there is that package store
out on Belt Line road.
Bottom line this for me, will you, Clifford?
I figured we go in
like late Saturday before they close.
'Cause they would have gone to the bank,
you know, 'cause it's Saturday.
Oh yeah, that's great.
That sounds like a great idea, Cliff.
Wow. Man,
look at the way that damn thing is still bleeding.
Hey, what are you looking at?
There is nothing wrong with it.
You know, why don't we go to clinic?
I can say I've sent you, like you got into a fight or something.
Oh, that's brilliant.
Look, just forget about it.
And stop looking over my shoulder.
You're making me nervous. You know,
Ray, you're acting a little cranky.
What's wrong?
What's wrong is that you're breathing up all my air.
So that I can't breathe.
So, it's just like you're suffocating me.
So that when you are out of here,
then I'll be able to breathe
and then I'll be okay.
So, what is it you're saying? You want me to leave?
No, man. I want you to go to college, Cliff
because you're a real rocket scientist.
Oh, you must be on smart pill.
You know, you should be on TV or something.
You are so smart.
Ow!
Good. Great.
You're fine and I'm gone.
[CONTINUES LAUGHING]
I'll be wondering if anything I said.
Oh.
God. Oh.
[DOGS BARKING] [CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[GASPS]
Oh, dear.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GASPS]
Oh, oh.
[PANTS]
[CHILDISH VOICE] Little Ray.
Hello.
Hello, little Ray.
I don't suppose you thought you'd be seeing me again.
But here I am.
And what the hell is this?
Some kind of voodoo crap?
I mean, lots of people kill other people but,
you don't get faces popping up on them like some weird kind of zits.
What are you? Some kind of witch or what?
Want to know my secret.
Come closer.
I can hear you just fine.
Want to know the secret?
It's hate.
People talk about the power of love.
But it's hate that really makes the world go around.
And you guys,
in your skin,
in your blood,
And it's incurable.
Yeah, we'll see how incurable it is.
LADY: And where is the Ray going to go?
To the doctor? Really?
You step outside,
and I'll scream your name.
Poor dead Raymond.
Poor me?
You should talk.
You're dead already.
And dead is dead, old lady.
What do you think? You are going to be voice of my conscience or something?
I got rid of you once.
I can get rid of you again.
[GRUNTING]
LADY: Little Ray is going to have a surprise.
Cold death.
And it will come from your own flesh.
Your old flesh will kill you, Little Raymond.
And you will kill your own flesh.
Isn't it nice?
You want to see something nice?
I'll show you something real nice.
LADY: Come on, do it.
Do it. Do it.
Do it, Raymond
because I'll scream out your crime
from your stupid wrist.
If you cut me off again,
I'll be back again.
How ever much you cut, however deep,
I will be with you always.
[RAY GRUNTS]
[LADY LAUGHING]
Shut up!
Shut up.
Shut up. Shut up.
Shut up. [LADY CONTINUES LAUGHING]
Shut up.
[LADY LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING MISCHIEVOUSLY]
CLIFFORD: Come on, Ray.
You want something or what?
You balled me out about not talking about that old lady.
And I come here, and you are yelling about her.
Hell, ain't nobody here.
Ray, you got to take this off your hand.
I sure do.
I sure got take myself and hand.
Ray, you got to stop being such a pig.
Look at him.
We're zombies.
They are dead.
They think they are living, but, they are rotting from the inside out.
An old lady put the hoove in me, but...
It's the rot inside of me that's coming out.
And now I can't put it back.
Ray, we are not dead.
The way I look at it,
we're dead inside then we'd be dead.
You know, we wouldn't be...
I have been cursed.
That old lady bit me
and it was one of like wolf man movies or something.
Well, an old lady bite you and you turn into another old lady. Ray...
Hey, I am not kidding.
I am not kidding you one bit.
She's come back.
Look, she must have been some kind of witch or something.
That's it, Cliff. I'm cursed.
What do you mean "cursed"?
What's the matter? Don't you speak English?
It's not a long word, "cursed".
C-U-R-S-E-D.
Well, you mean, like a real curse.
Like you stick a needle in the doll or something.
The real prime item.
I mean, look.
There she is,
right in the middle of my hand,
that little old lady's face.
Only you know smaller.
I had to put a tape on her to shut her up.
Cliff,
she's trying to drive me crazy.
Yeah, so,
okay.
I mean that's not too hard to understand or anything, is it?
No. Look.
The way I see it if
someone can put a curse on you,
then someone else can take it off.
Right? Sure.
Makes sense.
Well, that's what you got to do.
You got to find someone to take this curse off.
Right. Okay.
Where? I mean, where do I look?
How the hell do I know?
Look, just find someone.
One that takes curses off. That's all.
Now, look, am I getting through to you or what?
Yeah, I understand.
I might take a little time on account I really don't know what I am looking for.
It's okay, it's okay. You are going to come through
because you are my little genius,
because you learned from me, from the master, right?
Right. Now, Ray, you got to relax little bit.
We'll get this all straightened out.
You want me to relax then you go find someone,
someone to take this curse off.
Now, go on and get the hell out of here.
Wohoo! Ride 'em, cowboy.
Oh, goddamn you.
You are think you are so cute.
Oh, I'll show you how to be cute.
I'll get you off my hands.
How you feeling, buddy?
Oh, good heavens.
[SCREAMS]
[LADY LAUGHING]
Oh, that's good.
That's what you can do, huh?
You want to see what I can do?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRUNTING]
[MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
Hey, Ray.
What you doing on the floor?
Keeping cool.
Cool down here, you should try it.
Did you find her?
What?
Did you find her?
Yeah, well, can I turn that?
[TURNS OFF MUSIC]
Did you find her?
Find who?
Who? Who?
I tell you, Cliff, you're right up there.
Right up there with the geniuses.
The witch.
Somebody to take this curse off.
Yeah, well,
no.
See, I was looking around, like you said,
I started thinking.
RAY: Oh, that's great.
Have you heard the latest?
Clifford started thinking.
I'm serious.
I never thought I'd say it
but you are full of it, Raymond.
Yeah. Stuff about witches and curses.
It didn't make much sense.
Like I don't know what make sense and what doesn't.
The one time I asked you to do something for me,
you got to start thinking.
Torch.
RAY: What?
You should not let that torch be on like that.
It'd start a fire. Oh.
And I'm doing what you told me.
What you said,
about who to trust,
about number one.
[GUNSHOT]
[GRUNTING]
Your aim is like your brain.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
No!
[GUNSHOT]
[PANTING]
Now who is the genius,
genius?
[CRUNCHING]
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
You genius, huh?
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Oh, Lord.
You genius?
[BOTH LAUGHING MANICALLY]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]