"Hey, hey!" "You're listening to Doc George on WAGG The wag!" "I know it's only Thursday, but my phone's ringing off the hook about a full moon party tonight out at the old cotton gin." "That means there's going to be juvenile delinquents all over town trying to get us to buy them liquor." "So remember if one approaches you, don't be a complete douche!" "Buy it for them." "It's tough enough being a teenager without having to go to lame parties with no freaking booze!" "Speaking of getting arrested." "Marion High is sending some students to our historical jail house, where they'll stay overnight while people post bail money for their release." "So... so basically our public school system is forcing students to spend the night in a formally condemned murder scene... out in the middle of nowhere... because apparently, the public school system wasn't already dangerous enough?" "What's up?" "You're on the air with Doc." "George..." "Yeah, Doc, so my buddy got dumped by this cheerleader... but he can't let it go." "Is the trampy Cheerleader seeing someone new?" "Yeah only, like, our star jock..." "This jock have a nice car?" "Yeah..." "Okay... here's what I got to say about this..." "Okay..." "Stop calling into the station..." "I'm not a real doctor, pinheads!" "So what exactly did she say?" "The worst three words in the English language, Cliff." ""I'm pregnant?"" "That's two words." ""I-am-pregnant." It just sounds really formal like that, you know?" ""Like a brother."" "Man." "She said I couldn't be in a relationship with her because I'm "like a brother" to her." "That sucks man, I'm sorry." "It's worse than the "friend zone."" "It's pretty much the same thing, right?" "No!" "No, it's not!" "Because best friends will make stupid mistakes and get drunk and make out." "But "like a brother?"" "You don't make out with your brother, man." "You really, really shouldn't." "Man I really liked her." "Hey." "There's plenty of fish in the sea, bro." "Don't call me bro." "I'm sorry, is it too soon?" "Cliff..." "No, just listen." "I'm gonna piss." "Then we're gonna find some girls." "Kapeesh?" "Kyle?" "What?" "Take me to pound town." "Take me to pound town, Kyle!" "Woo-Wooo!" "Be right back..." "Hey." "C'mon." "C'mon, you've got to pump harder than that." "I know, I know..."That's what she said." But it's true." "Here." "Sorry..." "I've never actually... operated... one of these before." "Well, you never forget your first time." "That's what she said." "Nice..." "So you've done this before, obviously." "Yeah, well, sneaking around and drinking beer is pretty much the only thing to do in Greenwood." "That's a drive." "Do you have friends here?" "No, but Rusty does." "I just came along for the ride." "Rusty, so." "He's, like..." "your boyfriend?" "No!" "He's, like, my brother." "And what is so funny?" "Those are the three best words in the English language." "Well, technically, four?" "Never mind." "C'mon..." "You don't want any beer?" "I brought my own." "You finish that foamy piss-beer and I'll get you some of the good stuff." "You brought your own beer?" "What'd you come to the keg for?" "Why did I come to the keg...?" "Here ya go." "You're not going to need this where we're going." "Rusty." "Clark." "Rusty." "Here." "Wha..." "Ok." "So where'd you get beer?" "Rusty's looked 21 since he was, like, 12." "That's... convenient..." "Kyle!" "Dude!" "We're playing truth or dare!" "You in?" "No, man." "I'm good." "Awesome." "I dare you to kiss that chick." "Aha..." "Come on!" "Just do it!" "Don't you want to?" "Yea!" "That's what I'm talking about." "Alright." "Now you, girl." "What's your name?" "Hey, yeah, what is your..." "Dare." "Brave!" "Ok, Brave Girl." "I dare you to go into the woods and see if you can spot the Jail Ghost." "The what ghost?" "The Marion County Jail ghost." "It's an old wives' tale..." "What, the old Jail Ghost?" "Naw, it's real." "And, technically, it's an urban legend not a wive's tale." "It's the same thing." "It's not." "And it's real." "Girl shouldn't go out into the woods alone." "Not without... a..." "protection." "What are you doing?" "All right, let's go." "What?" "Go for it." "Kyle!" "Go for it, buddy." "Be a hero." "Go!" "Come on." "[whispered He's going to poundtown." "You fall a lot." "It's been, like, two miles." "It's barely been a mile." "I knew that." "I was just testing you." "So, a "jail" ghost?" "Scary." "There's no Jail Ghost." "It's just some bullshit story about a family who got murdered by some crazy guy." "Have you ever even been there?" "No." "It's condemned or being rebuilt." "The school's hosting a lock-in to get some kids to stay there overnight, though." "I love that kind of creepy stuff, don't you?" "What?" "No." "So..." "Can we go see the jail?" "See, that's the thing." "It's really not that close." "And..." "I think we're headed towards the lake." "Lake?" "well I guess we'll just have to settle for a swim, then." "What?" "Are you crazy?" "It's like 10 degrees out..." "Swimming it is then." "C'mon, Kyle!" "So this... is pound town." "C'mon, Kyle!" "Did you hear that?" "Kyle, girls don't get any more naked than this," "Right!" "Okay." "Lake." "Smoking hot chick." "This happens, right?" "Hey you haven't even told me your name yet..." "It's "Marie."" "Rusty... right?" "Look, I wasn't going to try anything." "She made me follow her out here, and she's really insistent." "Rusty!" "?" "Were you following me?" "Dude!" "What's your problem, man?" "You didn't even know her name?" "What kind of a desperate sleaze are you?" "God, Rusty, leave him alone..." "Get out of the water and get your clothes on." "Now!" "You always do this!" "You ruin every party we ever go to" "Party's over anyway." "Everyone's leaving." "C'mon!" "Look, Rusty, she told me that you weren't her boyfriend." "I know it sucks that you couldn't seal the deal, but that's not my fault." "Here we go..." "What did you say?" "No, What I meant was..." "That's my baby sister!" "Why didn't you tell me that?" "I did!" "I said "He's, like, my brother!"" "I thought you meant he was "like" your brother..." "What?" "What?" "Rusty, stop!" "Stop hitting him and give me my shirt, you asshole!" "Alright, you know what, fine." "I'll get it myself." "The hell was that?" "Marie?" "Damnit." "Marie Come on." "We're getting the hell outta..." "Marie?" "Marie!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "No, come on!" "Why would you...?" "Damn it!" ""Party's moving to Katie's." "Can you get a ride back with that chick and her brother?"" "Was I the only person who didn't know that douche was her brother?" "Hey, this is Cliff." "Remember, my mom checks my messages." "If you've have something bad to say, say it in code." "Look, get your ass back here right now and pick me up!" "That chick's brother is a total sociopath..." "Look I'm wet I'm cold, I lost my frickin shirt, and I smell like... wet dog." "Please." "Cliff." "Look." "I just..." "I want to get the hell out of here." "This night took the biggest turn for the worst, and" "I just I can't deal with it. ok I really need you to come pick me up." "I'm scared and I'm stranded out here." "Please." "Just." "Call me back." "Rusty, I swear to God, I didn't touch her." "Yeah, at the old Gin  Smooch." "2 Yeah, I've been there once, that's where they're having the party." "I like beer!" "Hey, Crystal." "Hey." "Hi." "Donny." "What's up?" "So, I hear you're off to the jail tonight?" "Yeah." "Yeah, hard time for hard cash." "Beats a candy sale, I guess, right?" "Right yeah." "Listen, I hear Chase is in?" "Chase." "Yeah, she's going, right?" "I mean, you know," "To represent the cheerleaders?" "Well, you know the bail money goes to the whole school, overall." "So she she's not so much representing the "cheerleaders"" "as she is raising money for the entire school..." "Awesome, Awesome, Awesome." "Talk to you later!" "Right." "Okay." "You're welcome." "And... thanks for totally validating my angsty teenaged bitterness toward jocks and cheerleaders." "Mr. Howell?" "Mr. Howell?" "Well, hello." "I'm Donny." "I play for the basketball team." "Our basketball team." "Here." "At school." "I'm aware of the team." "I've just never seen you play." "Well, yeah, I'm not first string, but I play in scrimmages" "Sorry, I mean I never go to games." "I find sports very dull." "But fostering a competitive spirit, now that's exciting." "Competition, rivalry." "Keys to evolution and survival." "Right..." "Every living creature participates in some form of sport, whether it's to pass along their genetic code, claim the best territory or find their next meal..." "You coming?" "yeah, yeah." "So I actually wanted to talk to you about your fundraiser..." "the jail thing?" "Bail Out Our School!" "Right, yeah." "Made the flyer myself." "Did you?" "Photoshop." "Beats a candy sale?" "That's what people are saying." "Really, people are saying that?" "Listen, Marty Marshall said he was going to represent the athletics department." "Marty Marshall." "Basketball team." "First-string." "I thought you didn't..." "I read the student paper." "Very thorough reporting." "Apparently He's quite the athlete." "Right, anyway." "Marty said something came up, or something," "Really?" "Well that's disappointing." "Really won't draw the same kind of attention..." "Well, I asked him if I could take his place, and I wanted to make sure, that was okay with you you know, that it was that's cool." "Yes, Donny." "That would be very cool." "Of course you can participate." "Meet us at the gym at six p.m. bring an overnight bag, and a sense of adventure!" "Thank you." "Okay." "Great." "Should be fun!" "Marty's gonna regret giving up his spot!" "You gave up your spot?" "!" "Yeah." "I never wanted to do that stupid lock-in crap in the first place." "Of course you didn't want to do the stupid lock-in crap!" "Want has nothing to do with it, Marty." "We are role models." "We have a responsibility..." "plus you promised you'd do it, too." "Babe, I didn't." "I didn't promise I'd do it, ok," "I "said" I'd do it." "There's a big difference." "How is there a difference?" "When you promise you'll do something, you actually want to do it." "When you say you'll do something, you're just being nice." "Who's taking your place?" "Donny." "Donny." "Yeah." "Donny Harlan?" "Yeah." "Donny." "You know, most guys who found out their girlfriend was going to an overnight with her ex..." "boyfriend wouldn't be so... nonchalant." "Babe, I don't even know what that means." "Okay?" "And it's not like you and donny still have a thing, So it's cool, right?" "I guess so..." "Besides, it's not even like a date." "That Crystal chick is going too, She can be your... what do you call it?" "A chaperone?" "Not a chaperone, more like like a wingman, except a girl." "A wingman is someone who-never mind." "Look, just call me when you get bailed out, and I can probably come pick you up, alright, we'll hit the Gin." "Damn it." "Fine." "I'm still mad at you, though." "I swear you've managed to leave me stranded in the middle of nowhere, with two rejects and a weirdo teacher." "I swear, I think I'd rather be" "Dead?" "What?" "No, morbid much?" "I was going to say grounded." "something bad is coming." "Something very bad, I'm afraid." "Right, Mortimer." "Like the time you thought the government hid cameras on your farm to learn your secret organic growing techniques." "No... this is not like that." "More like the time you thought genetically-enhanced Emus were breeding unchecked in the hollow outside your property?" "Yes!" "Thank you, Sheriff." "This is much more along that kinda line, Right, Duncan?" "These two, do not need your encouragement." "Well..." "Good morning, everyone..." "Could you deal with those old fools, please, Deputy Marcus." "Happy to." "Could you Old fools give me just one moment?" "Certainly." "By all means, Deputy." "Sheriff fanning the flames again?" "Of course..." "Well, you know how he loves a good campfire story." "So..." "Mortimer, Duncan..." "Evans" "Deputy, this is a legitimate concern." "There's something going on in those woods." "Has been for years." "Decades!" "Decades and years!" "Exactly!" "Sorry... what exactly is the point, here?" "Do you know what tonight is, Deputy?" "The night before I get to sleep in." "Tonight is the anniversary of the the Jail House Massacre." "Real quick... do we feel that "massacre"" "is a bit strong of a strong word?" "It was just that one small family." "the youngest boy did." "Survive..." "See." "Three deaths." "I mean, I don't know the textbook minimum for a massacre, but it's got to be closer to... seven?" "They did once hang people in those cells, deputy." "They hung one person Mortimer." "So... "people"... little bit of an exaggeration." ""Person." More accurate." "Don't go throwing facts around, deputy... we're talking folklore here." "That's right." "Ain't that right Duncan?" "It was a night..." "just like tonight..." "There was a moon..." "No!" "No, no." "I am not listening to this again." "Go on..." "The sheriff and deputy Marcus will be sure to prevent any further massacres." "In fact" "We'll make that official sheriff-policy each and every full moon." "Will that satisfy you, gentleman?" "I just want to make sure that he understands how serious the situation is..." "You're a deplorable man, Sheriff." "Come on, Arielle." "That's the charm of sheriffing." "Townsfolk with their crazy stories that we can't to take seriously." "Was it just me, or did they seem particularly spirited today?" "Villagers are restless with rumors, Deputy." "What's this?" "Missing person reports." "A brother and sister out of Greenwood, and a local boy." "Really?" "I mean... that's terrible, I hope they're ok." "How do we know they didn't just go back to Greenwood together." "Brother's truck was left at the gin." "They may have left with other kids, but so far family hasn't heard from them..." "So... we have to investigate?" "Well before you get too worked up." "Remember, a missing person isn't a missing person till they've been gone 48 hours." "That's actually not true." "24?" "Nope, just a movie myth." "Is it?" "Yes, sheriff." "That's a good myth." "We should make that a real rule." "Sir, these are kids..." "No... they're teenagers... who are likely somewhere hung over, or high, or on their way back from New Orleans with a bad tattoo." "Well just to be proactive, maybe we should go out and do some of that sheriff stuff." "Just to shake things up a bit." "Alright Ellen, You are right." "And if I was a prudent and efficient sheriff, when might I do all that?" "You'll have it done by the time you get back from wherever it is you're going right now." "Which, you hope, is to take a shower." "Spent the night working on the cabin." "Almost got her done." "What?" "I'm serious..." "This time." "She's going to be great." "The tall-tales get more and more outlandish every moment." "Laugh it up." "We'll see who has the laughing last when I'm living off the proverbial grid and you two are living on... the grid..." "Proverbially." "Be sure to do whatever it is I'm supposed to do with those reports." "And don't worry, Marcus." "Those kids will turn up..." "See ya!" "I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." "There never is." "No, I'm serious. he gave up his spot!" "." "I know, right?" "Now I'm stuck there until who knows when, No one to talk to!" "Sounds like she's stuck hanging out with some real losers tonight." "She's just dramatic." "Shakespeare is dramatic." "Chase is just..." "loud." "Because he is a silly, silly boy." "She's always been loud." "I didn't know you guys were friends." "What?" "Well." "We aren't." "Anymore." "What happened?" "High school." "You sure you're bringing enough books?" "Just figured I'd get some studying knocked out." "Gonna be a long night." "Not bringing anything?" "Just my sense of adventure." "Hey, Crystal... you're a girl..." "Look who paid attention in sex ed..." "What's the best present a guy ever gave you?" "That's easy, actually." "Last year, when I was on paper staff, I got this." "A pen?" "It's a really nice pen!" "Romantic... wait, did you get this from Mr. Neiman?" "The english teacher?" "!" "You and him..." "What?" "No!" "God Donny, thats disgusting." "He's a teacher." "You asked me what the best present" "I ever got from a guy was." "And this is it." "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." "It's a nice pen." "It's useful!" "So what'd you get for Chase?" "What?" "Nothing." "I was just..." "making conversation." "Really?" "'Cus you know If you want, I can ask again louder!" "Okay!" "Jeez!" "Just keep it down, all right?" "It's real silver." "Nice?" "Sure it's not for you?" "It's meant to represent my name." "So that, I'll always be close to her heart." "And her..." "No!" "That's not egocentric at all..." "The jewelry store was out of "C"s!" "I was in a rush!" "I panicked." "Panic and egotism?" "You know that's the one-two punch to make a girl all weak in the knees." "I like it." "All right, prisoners." "Fall in!" "Here we are, kids, the oldest standing jail in the state." "Closed for decades, recently refurbished, and graciously on loan for all our fund-raising needs." "You know that's the problem with traditional fund-raisers" "Not creepy enough." "There's your creepy." "Excellent." "Seriously?" "There are still places we can't get bars on our cells?" "!" "Don't worry, Chase." "You'll have plenty of "cell-bars"" "tonight." "If you follow my..." "You know the cells... with the... bars?" "Right... so." "The Marion" "Country Jail house." "Built around the turn of the century it was originally intended as a small slaughterhouse for pigs and chickens, but the livestock proved difficult to protect from local predators." "Thankfully the design converted easily to..." "Right, history's boring." "I'll follow you guys into the-yeah, good." "And this would be the "minimum security" wing?" "This is the "house" part." "Jails used to be owned and run by regular families." "Like a bed and breakfast." "With bars." "That's right." "Hence the term "jail house" or "big house."" "Hurry. we gotta get you kids locked up so we can keep things moving..." "You can't be serious..." "I'd rather sleep in the creepy forest." "Feel free." "See, this is why I wanted to do a car wash." "In the middle of winter." "Brilliant." "So, each of these cells has its own "special charm."" "So we're not going to have... y'know, cell mates?" "No, lucky for you kids, there are exactly three fully refurbished... well, partially refurbished... well three usable cells." "Donny, you get the 'deluxe' cell..." "Indoor plumbing!" "Don't get excited." "I'm not sure that it works." "I'll try to contain myself." "Please do." "And you, Chase..." "What's with the caution tape?" "Right, well." "This cell never did get any indoor plumbing, so some of the floorboards are a little rotten due to... water damage." "Water...?" "Hell no." "Is that a rat?" "My God where?" "!" "Don't worry, they'll stay out of your cell..." "I think the smell bothers them." "Frickin car wash was a better idea..." "Now, Crystal..." "you get the vintage cell!" "Vintage?" "No renovations, no damage..." "They wanted to preserve the death cell just as it's always been." "Death cell?" "Did you lose something Mr. Howell?" "No I just thought I had three locks on me." "I'll be right back." "Aren't you supposed to be chaperoning us?" "Right, well." "I'll be back in a moment, in the meanwhile, don't destroy any public property, touch anyone of the opposite sex, or die." "Well, there go my best options." "Don't worry, Donny." "If you want to go and die," "I promise not to tell." "Yeah, You'd just go grab the first rich, stupidly good... looking point guard you could find to take my place." "Please, Donny." "That's not what happened..." "So he wasn't the first..." "My gosh... do you guys really insist on re-hashing the entire tortured relationship..." "Relationship?" "We only dated for two weeks!" "18 days!" "And I wouldn't call it "dating." To go on dates, you need a car!" "Why does it always come back to the car, you know I can't drive." "Yes, Donny, I'm well aware of that fact, and believe it or not, I don't like it when your mother chaperones us..." "My mother is a nice lady!" "I agree, she's very nice... but that doesn't mean" "I want her to go take us to see like puppet shows or something." "Puppet shows?" "Is that what we did in our spare time?" "Watch puppet shows?" "Yes, I actually recall her taking us to a" "Children's Library one time, and it was the worst date" "I have ever been on." "Okay, I get that." "I get that." "Yeah, I know you thought it was like romantic and like nostalgic, but that's not really want girls want." "Surprise!" "Well I thought, maybe, hey "The Three Little Pigs."" "I said that could be her favorite book." "Right!" "Right, SO unromantic, Donny." "You going to let me talk for a second?" "You gonna let me talk?" "Useful gift." "I was thinking that hey, maybe you could relate to one of those little pigs because they were friendly." "Well I was thinking that maybe you think of me as a pig." "Okay, because that's what goes through a girl's mind when you bring her to go see the three little pigs with your mother!" "Ok so then what, you just find someone who can take you on his own time?" "Look Donny, I need someone who can take care of me, you clearly, can not do that." "You get together with Marty freakin' Marshall, then?" "Donny, if you mention that one more time, I swear to God" "I'm going to scream..." "What's happening?" "I don't know... part of the show?" "Trying to scare us...?" "No no way... he wouldn't..." "Chase?" "Are you okay?" "This isn't funny!" "I want out of here right now!" "Stay calm..." "I'm sure it's just..." "What was that?" "!" "Mr. Howell?" "Is that you?" "I think he's hurt..." "Mr. Howell?" "Are you hurt?" "Crystal you need to go check on him" "Crystal, he could be really hurt!" "You're the only one who could help him." "Okay." "I know..." "What is going on?" "Chase!" "What is it?" "My door's not locked." "My door's not locked!" "Chase!" "You have to help her!" "Chase Can you help her?" "!" "Help me!" "Crystal!" "No, no, no!" "Crystal!" "Chase!" "Come on!" "Death cell..." "Crystal!" "Donny!" "Guys?" "Is that you?" "Crystal?" "Yeah..." "I got Chase, too..." "How?" "Capital punishment and drunken prisoners with no bladder control!" "Right, can we get out?" "It looks like it." "Great." "Get me out of here?" "Yeah." "Yeah, ok." "Stand back..." "Chase." "Be careful." "Take your time." "But, you know... hurry." "Damn it..." "I think they renovated too well..." "So..." "I'm stuck in here," "Can you see it?" "Is it still here?" "It has to be..." "Either of you have a signal on your phone?" "Hold on..." "No..." "What?" "Check your phone." "I didn't bring a phone." "You didn't bring a phone?" "I didn't think I would need one." "You seriously didn't bring a phone?" "Come on I didn't think we were gonna be eaten tonight!" "All right, well... there has to be a phone in the house, right?" "Is there a way out of where you are?" "Yeah..." "But what if that thing is still out there?" "No way we go out there." "Just... we'll just wait here." "Mr. Howell will go get help." "I mean, He wouldn't just leave us here." "What if he can't help us?" "What do you mean?" "You heard him screaming, Chase." "So... we heard you screaming too and you got away, maybe he got away." "Yeah." "Maybe." "Chase is right." "Maybe he went for help." "We'll just have to wait for... what is that?" "What is what?" "Cameras." "Cameras?" "A bunch of them." "Like, surveillance cameras or something." "There's one in my cell, too." "Maybe..." "Maybe this is one of those shows... where they scare people as a prank!" "My God!" "If you were in on this," "I swear I will never forgive you ever!" "Stop being nuts." "If it's a security camera, maybe someone is watching us." "Hello!" "Hey!" "Hello!" "Hey!" "Help us!" "Can you see me!" "?" "Hello?" "Hello can you see us?" "Hello?" "Run for the door!" "Come on!" "Ready?" "Go!" "Open the door!" "We're trying..." "Help us!" "What." "The Hell." "Was that?" "I don't know." "Bear?" "Escaped gorilla from the zoo?" "You know that's not it." "I know, but you gotta say those things." "When you say "monster", you just sound crazy." "Be careful!" "Relax." "I'm just taking a peek." "Maybe we can find a way to... signal for help..." "What kind of room is this?" "And What is that?" "Is it a phone?" "Some kind of... security room?" "It is a jail." "Makes sense." "It doesn't make any sense." "It's not a working jail..." "Who cares?" "See if it has facebook." "Right, maybe we can update our status to "help"." "Right!" "How do you close this..." "God, I don't care!" "Just get on facebook, you piece of..." "That's right outside the door." "Damn it, stop!" "Go away!" "I'd really rather come in there." "Please." "Mr. Howell!" "Quickly!" "Hold on... it's like Fort Knox in here..." "Careful..." "My God, are you okay?" "Yes... yes, I'm fine." "God, you should all still be in your cells." "This is all wrong..." "We thought you were dead!" "Yes." "So did I. But I'm fine." "And you're all fine." "So as long as we all just stay calm." "We should be safe in here." "What was that out there?" "I'll be happy to show you Donny, I..." "Did any of you touch this computer?" "We were going to try to get help..." "You didn't click anything?" "Didn't close anything?" "We tried to get on facebook..." "No, no, no, no..." "What did you do?" "What did you exactly do?" "Nothing!" "I closed the program..." "Did you save it?" "I don't know!" "I..." "No!" "Dammit!" "This is going to sound crazy, but I don't think we should be in here." "You'd rather be out there with that thing?" "I don't think it's out there anymore." "Mr. Howell disappears." "That thing shows up." "Ok that thing disappears, Mr. Howell shows up." "That doesn't mean anything!" "Just hear me out..." "Back up not found!" "You are in a beautiful scenic shopping mall." "It's a full moon, that thing let me go because" "I stabbed its hand with silver..." "Will you kids please just shut up for one second!" "No, it's ok, I can fix this, I can fix this." "Mr. Howell, what happened to your hand?" "What?" "Slammed it in door of the car." "The car?" "Yes." "The car." "The beast attacked me I hid in the car." "I popped in the back seat I hid in the trunk." "What do you doing?" "Go!" "Wait!" "Wait, Wait!" "You'll ruin everything!" "Go, go, go!" "." "Go, go!" "Wait for me!" "Wait!" "Someone tell me why we are in the woods?" "!" "Chase... stop and think about what is going on for a second." "I have no idea what's going on!" "Chase..." "Don't slap me!" "Then stop freaking out!" "I'm not freaking out..." "You are totally freaking out..." "just like at your fourth grade birthday party, when your parents had the guy in the mouse suit..." "Shut up about the mouse suit!" "Guys!" "Focus!" "Silver, full moon, big, hairy." "We're talking about a werewolf here." "Not helping with the freaking out!" "Look, if we admit we're dealing with a werewolf, we can make a plan!" "Now, what do we know about werewolves?" "Ok right, also known as a lycanthrope, or loup-garou in French." "Primarily appears in" "European folklore, but sometimes in Greek mythology, the story of Lycan, who I believe turned into a wolf as a result of eating human flesh." "I could be a little fuzzy on that point." "Why would anyone know so much useless information?" "Not all of us can get by on a C-average and the ability to stack ourselves into a human pyramid every night." "Some of us have to read." "You know, I got an A in physics." "Your mom's the physics teacher!" "She doesn't give me special treatment." "Okay, stop." "Werewolves." "Only a few things can hurt it, right?" "Right." "Like silver bullets." "Silver-silver can hurt it." "Do we have any silver?" "Only a little..." "What else?" "I don't know... fire maybe?" "Start a forest fire." "Great idea." "Should we gather dry twigs?" "Because" "I think I saw some over there by the other completely useless information you are giving us." "Look, the moon is covered." "So all we have to do is wait it out 'til morning." "I'm not sure about this plan..." "Do you guys hear that?" "God, is it Mr. Howell?" "I think it's..." "Jimmy Buffett?" "It's pronounced "buffet."" "I don't think anyone's ever been eaten alive while listening to Jimmy Buffett." ""Buffet." You sound like a moron when you say it like that." "Should we knock?" "I don't know." "We have no..." "Hello?" "Hey!" "Hello?" "Guess we're knocking." "Children in peril out here!" "Hey!" "I don't think anyone's in there." "Anyone alive, at least." "Why do you feel the need to keep saying things like that?" "Hey." "Let's check the truck, ok?" "Maybe we can just get the hell out of here." "I'd have listened to the girl." "That would've just been vandalism." "Now Grand Theft Auto?" "That's serious." "'Specially if it's the Sheriff's truck." "Thank God..." "Sorry I couldn't answer the door, plumbing doesnt work if you catch my drift." "Sheriff!" "We think someone's chasing us..." "Hold on son..." "What happened to your hand?" "Our teacher tried to eat us..." "Warn us that an animal might eat us..." "And it did." "Well, it tried." "Well then, let's not stand around out here like a buffet." "Let's get you kids someplace safe, ok?" ""Safe" like, "inside" maybe?" "You wouldn't like it in there." "First, no plumbing, second, no back wall." "I just gotta grab my stuff, and we can head into town." "We don't have time for this!" "Can't leave this lying out in the woods with you kids running around, anybody else out here with you tonight?" "Just our teacher." "But he's... back at the jail." "Hopefully." "What You were the lock-in kids?" "Unfortunately..." "Well good for you, gettin' outta early." "I wouldn't want to run into Alexander Drake." "Who?" "Alexander Drake?" "Y'know, the ghost that haunts... don't you kids appreciate a good campfire story anymore?" "Alexander Drake's the reason that jail's closed." "Back when that was a working jail, town was still pretty sleepy." "Not really any crime, just drunk and disorderly cases mostly. no one ever really dangerous." "Not until old" "Alexander Drake." "He was linked to a string of murders all across the state." "Old Drake, he was a biter." "Jailor's kid nearly lost his finger trying to pass him his dinner." "Gimme a sec." "Don't touch the truck." "Marcus, are you out there at the gin?" "So how are we supposed to get in?" "I don't know, I can clear the front?" "Go clear out the cabin and we can fit in there." "Teenagers out here at the cabin." "I'm gonna run 'em on into town." "Listen." "Might be nothing, but you see any kids out there, send 'em on home, okay?" "Thanks." "Hey, hey, that's stuck." "Someone's gotta ride in the back..." "Anyway, Drake was scheduled to ship off to the state correctional facility." "But the morning of the transport, when the police showed up, the jailor and his whole family all gone." "Nothing but shredded clothes, and blood everywhere." "All gone but the youngest boy, who they found hunkered down in the hayloft under the cells." "Scared, tired, beat up." "But still alive." "And ole, Drake... he was still locked in his cell, ranting like a madman." "Swore it was some kind of wild animal done it." "Well, he never made it to trial." "They hung him right there in his cell." "Death Cell..." "Anyway after that, the state closed down the jail and old Joshua Howell, he got shipped off to the children's home." "Joshua Howell?" "Quiet!" "Please shoot it a lot." "You gotta let go of my arm first." "Take these." "Get in the truck." "Close the doors." "What are you going to do?" "Sheriff stuff." "Investigate." "Don't worry." "If anything happens, I got this big gun." "You have the keys, right?" "I don't know how to drive!" "Do we have to keep bringing this up?" "Give me the damn keys..." "This is the Sheriff." "If you're a hunter or a hiker with an injury, shout..." "so I can find you." "You should... get in the front." "No thats fine, I can ride in the back." "No, no, I'm, ok here." "If you're a psychopath with a chainsaw... in need of a shooting... the shouting thing still stands." "Maybe we can both fit... yeah..." "Get in, get in." "What are you doing?" "I'm going to check on the sheriff." "Do you see anything?" "No." "Go go go go go!" "Why aren't we going?" "I don't know how to drive stick!" "Are you serious?" "You don't get to make fun of me!" "Go go go go go!" "Why aren't we moving?" "She doesn't know how to drive stick!" "What kind of teenager can't drive?" "I know, it's nuts, right?" "Shut up!" "Woah!" "Shift up!" "Shift up!" "I don't know how!" "Slam on the breaks!" "What?" "Do it!" "What are you doing?" "Buying you some time." "Now no matter what you see or what you hear, you keep going." "We're not going to just leave you here..." "Go no matter what!" "Go!" "Tell campfire stories about me!" "Should we go back?" "Keep going." "Probably not a good Idea." "Are you freaking kidding me?" "What in the name of all that's holy in the freaking world is the freaking deal damn freaking shit!" "No, you're right." "Excellent!" "guys look!" "We're by the Gin'n'Smooch!" "Yes!" "Gin and "smooch?"" "Yeah." "The old Cotton Gin." "Where kids go to park and do..." "stuff." "What kind of stuff?" "Seriously?" "Come on..." "Wait, Crystal how do you know about the Gin  Smooch?" "Come on, does it matter, there's people..." "Seriously... guys..." "what kind of stuff?" "Thank God... come on..." "Hey... help us, please!" "There's something out..." "We gotta leave now!" "here." "What?" "My Gosh, what?" "I know this car." "What the hell do you assholes think you're doing?" "Marty." "Chase?" "Are you freaking serious, Marty, do you have any idea what I have been through tonight?" "!" "Baby, I told you to call me when you got..." "Who is this tramp?" "Hi, I'm Chase, pleasure..." "Who is this tramp that you're making out with with while I'm out here being eaten?" "You brainless bastard dill hole horny little..." "No!" "I swear I hate you and I hate these woods and take me home right now, I'm serious, take me home..." "Get in the stupid car!" "Hey, Donny." "Crystal." "Charity..." "Hey, Charity." "Jesus, what the hell did you guys do?" "Hi, there..." "Sorry to have to be the annoying law enforcement type, but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you minors to stop engaging in illicit activities and leave the premises immediately." "For your own safety, of course." "Ma'am, we saw the Sheriff..." "The Sheriff?" "What are you talking about?" "We were at his cabin earlier when he called you." "Where is he now?" "We think he's dead, ma'am." "What?" "Listen, he saved our lives..." "we were being attacked by..." "Something We think it might have..." "Shut up for a second." "Marcus to Evans, you copy?" "Marcus to Evans, do you copy?" "That thing got him, ma'am." "Please believe us." "Marcus to dispatch, come in." "Go ahead, Deputy." "Has anyone heard from the Sheriff?" "He's off-duty, Deputy." "Probably down at his shed." "Alright look." "Send someone to check on him, would you?" "Alright." "I need someone tell me what is going on right now." "Look officer, All I know is these three come running up to my car, they try to tear it up, like they were trying to car-jack it or something." "My God, really?" "Lie much about everything, Marty?" "No, wait, he's right." "We're carjackers." "Yeah." "We're... grand theft auto!" "You have to take us to jail, right now." "The new jail!" "Not the old jail!" "Yes!" "And Marty, you two just park in the woods and look delicious." "Baby, I don't even know what that means!" "Come on listen we need to go somewhere now." "Ok I need to know what happened to the Sheriff." "Ok I know it sounds crazy but we were attacked by this-this..." "It's a werewolf." "Werewolf." "Yeah and if we get in your car we could leave and get the hell out of here and explain it later" "Look, if you guys have been drinking..." "We need to get into the gin right now." "What?" "You guys been drinking gin?" "No no no, the cotton gin." "We need to get in the gin right now before it sees us." "It?" "Okay..." "let's get to the gin." "Run!" "Finally, someplace safe and not at all scary..." "We need to get into those catwalks... best place to see that thing coming." "You don't see this thing coming..." "God today sucks." "Marcus to dispatch, do you copy?" "Go ahead Deputy." "Need immediate assistance at the Abandoned Cotton Gin, possible wild animal." "What kind of animal, deputy?" "Hairy." "Scary." "Pissed." "large." "Tell them "large."" "Copy, that." "Bring appropriate guns." "How long till they get here?" "Not fast enough..." "Come on." "Careful." "This isn't going to keep it from getting up here." "No, but it will slow it down." "This will keep it from getting up here." "Don't guess those are silver bullets?" "Okay!" "Enough!" "Loud!" "You're wasting your time, you can't kill it." "I'm just trying to scare it off." "That's exactly what it's trying to do." "No, Okay, wait wait, see I can explain." "There's no need..." "we know all about it..." "You're the little boy, aren't you..." "The one who survived the Alexander Drake jail house massacre." "He bit you and now... you're a werewolf!" "I'm..." "I'm a what, now?" "You're... a werewolf...?" "Yeah." "No." "Not a werewolf." "Believe it or not, no such thing." "But I stabbed it with my silver necklace and it hurt... it..." "And the full moon..." "It primarily hunts by the full moon and silver or no, being stabbed hurts." "Then what is that thing?" "That thing is your basic, adult North American Sasquatch." "Officer, would you please watch my... cover me, with your..." "Don't let it eat me." "Thank you." "A Sasquatch?" "Commonly known as a "big foot"... characterized by its isolated nature, its territorial aggression, and, if anybody had actually paid attention... its great big feet!" "Hard to believe, I know." "Nobody believed my Grandfather either." "He spent his entire life trying to convince people of what he saw that night." "We spent years in these woods, trying to find proof." "We'd find hair." "Prints." "Nothing conclusive." "But the evidence seemed to suggest that the creature was territorial." "So I thought I might be able to lure it back to the jail house given proper incentive." "I hoped it would show up during the renovations, but it proved too shy." "Shy my ass..." "You used us as bait." "I'm sorry." "I honestly thought you would be safe in those cells." "It was a miscalculation." "But now we've antagonized the Beast, It's moved outside of it's territory. now we have to capture it, or more people could be killed." "Capture it how?" "Come over here." "Now... it stands here, right?" "When it leans over to look into the cage, we activate the chain, snare the Beast, and lower it into the cage until the men with the tranqs arrive." "Ok, so how are we going to get it to look into the cage?" "How many bullets do you have in your gun?" "Well I fired three, so-Aahh!" "I'm sorry... it's for science!" "Don't worry, don't worry." "There's a gate at the bottom of the cage." "Once we snare the Beast, we'll drag her out." "You're insane." "I'm not insane..." "I'm committed." "You should be committed..." "You know, if some kids hadn't destroyed my video footage and run from the "werewolf" we'd all still be locked up safely in the jail cell right now!" "Move, move!" "You know it'll be up here in no time." "Then we need to find a way to get down there." "Come on we'll have to jump." "No way." "Think of it as one of your fancy cheerleader moves." "Look at it!" "So emaciated, maybe diseased." "No wonder it's so aggressive." "Chase, chase come on, you will be fine." "Come on, you gotta get over here." "I did not have to do this at cheer try outs." "I got you." "I gotcha!" "So Calculating!" "Yeah It's only a matter of time before it..." "Right." "We should find a way... right." "Good work." "Are you okay?" "I don't know..." "I think my arm is broke." "Can you open the grate?" "It's locked." "Can you unlock it please?" "Yeah... everyone look for a latch!" "We can't find one, is it in there?" "Why would it be in here?" "!" "I don't know!" "Excellent." "Keep distracting it..." "I'll get the..." "Shut up you crazy jackass!" "Right..." "Winch..." "winch... winch..." "Damn it!" "Holy shit." "I can't believe that worked." "Found the latch." "Power..." "Power!" "What are you doing?" "Don't worry... this isn't the first wild animal I've handled... it knows I'm not going to hurt it..." "It's magnificent, isn't it?" "The first live Sasquatch in captivity." "I know we've both had a rough night... but tomorrow, we'll be famous." "Mr. Howell I really don't think you should do that." "Where are you going?" "This is the biggest discovery since the dinosaurs!" "Tomorrow morning, this photograph is going to be on the cover of every magazine in the world." "Crystal!" "Crystal!" "Chase, the gun!" "Let go of my ex-boyfriend!" "Up close it doesn't look anything like a werewolf." "No." "Definitely a Sasquatch." "More like half-squatch..." "I was going to say "tear-wolf"..." "That would have been funny, too." "You guys are losers..." "What's going on?" "You're eating up air with Doc George." "So a bunch of kids are going down to the gin'n'smooch for a full moon party." "Why the hell would anyone go back out there?" "I don't know." "I guess because there's liquor and a good chance you'll get lucky?" "Seriously kids, stop bleep'in calling in, you are making me stupid." "Y'know, I like this trip to the Gin n' Smooch better than our last one." "Good thing I have a car." "Geez, girls never let anything go do they?" "Hey, Donny!" "You seen Chase?" "Haven't really been looking..." "She's tutoring tonight." "She's a total pedagogue now." "Sure-right..." "You know he has no idea what that means." "I know." "That's what makes it so satisfying." "That's a big foot." "It was a creature once thought to exist only in myths and nightmares." "It burst from the woods of a sleepy" "Mississippi town that may never sleep well again." "But while the world is focused on the monster itself, it's easy to overlook the impact" "This discovery has had on the people of Marion County." "I'm Earnest Henderson, join us now as we take a closer look at some of the lesser known heroes who played a large hand in bringing down a big foot." "Here's Irene Moffit." "There's no nice way to put it." "Mortimer Lefleur is a conspiracy nut." "The classic local back-woodsman who always had an amazing story about lights in the sky, ghosts in the attic or mysterious creatures roaming through the woods that inevitable brought laughs of skepticism." "I guess you want to know more about the Emus right?" "You know, maybe later..." "But as the world now knows, Mortimer has had the last laugh." "The Mississippi monster, the Southern Sasquatch, the" "Marion Man Beast, the creature that once stalked these woods has been given many nicknames, but Mortimer Lefleur long ago had a name for the animal, that to date has been credited with the disappearances and the deaths of nearly a dozen people." "I call it "The Bad Thing". or just Bad Thing, I don't always say "The Bad Thing" because "The Bad Thing" sounds more formal and I think that well, frankly, formality when addressing" "a creature that is basically a, cold blooded killer, is somewhat disrespectful to those people that were consumed previously." "Actually, autopsies on the creature revealed that it did not eat any of it's victims, in fact, they believe that it was largely a vegetarian." "See now, that is just what it wanted you to think" "The creature wanted us to believe that it didn't eat people?" "Yes!" "Exactly, Thank you." "They are just waiting for us to display them in our zoos, to, to... cart them around to fairs, to take them to petting zoos or even breed them like pets." "Well then, that's when we'll discover to late... that we have let the hen into the wolfhouse." "Mr. Lefleur..." "I meant to say the wolf into the henhouse." "Can I say that again?" "Well, we're live so..." "The Wolf into the henhouse!" "Mr. Lefleur, it's been said that you were the first person to raise awareness about the beast being in these woods, now have you seen the monster before the first attack?" "I don't know why you people always want to ask questions about the bad thing." "You want me to ask you about the Emus don't you?" "Genetic Mutations!" "And an Abomination that if not stopped will sweep across this great state like the black plague through Europe, right Duncan?" "The three teens who with the help of local law enforcement trapped and killed the beast have become overnight celebrities, with talks of a big budget movie already under way." "But there was another hero from the Sherriff's dept." "Involved that night." "One whose story has not been told." "That is until... tonight." "Don Wrightwood has story." "Erin Bachmer is a career law enforcement professional" "But she's never carried a gun and she'snever made an arrest and until that fateful winter Arielle Bach had never saved a life." "But that was before she received a radio distress call from her co-worker and lifelong friend," "Deputy Ellen Marcus, Tell us about that fateful night..." "Tell us about the distress call that forever changed your life and the life of everyone here at Marion County." "Our office uses a central dispatching service" "Go On." "I'm the office manager, I file and organize reports." "Radio communications come in and go out through a third party service" "There you were." "Grossly untrained for this kind of thing, unsure of what to do, the life of your friend and the lives of three young children on the line, what was going through your mind?" "I remember thinking, "My God!" Why is deputy" "Marcus calling me, the office manager, at my home..." "On my personal phone, when she should have been using her radio to call into central dispatch, who has the capability of dispatching the required services." "Centrally." "Hence the name Central Dispatch." "It must have been very hard for you to deal with that." "Get out of my house." "I'm sorry?" "And you were also wrong about my not carrying a gun." "I think we should leave..." "Come On Let's go!" "And abandoned jailhouse, a gruesomely murdered family." "And the restless spirit of a crazed criminal." "These were the elements of a decades old camp fire story inspired by the creature, Duncan Toose is best known for recounting this local folktale..." "Hello Mr. Toose." "Hi." "I understand you tell the most accurate and frankly chilling version of the jail house massacre..." "Would you mind sharing your account of that harrowing incident." "It was a night, just like tonight." "Moon was full" "And out of the woods..." "Mr. Toose, I'm very sorry we have to break in here, we have live on the phone Sherriff Bran Evans," "Hi, Ernest." "Sherriff Evans, how did you manage to live through your face to face showdown with the beast?" "Well, to be honest, I think it was just a combination of dumb luck and old fashioned playing opposum." "Amazing, well that clears everything up perfectly." "And I see no reason to ask any futher questions." "I appreciate it" "Coming up after the break, Mr. Toose, your still with us..." "Well Mr. Toose if your still willing, we'd very much like for you to share with us your version of the legendary jailhouse massacre." "It was a night, just like tonight, the moon was the moon was full." "And the monster come out of them woods and attacked people!" "That's it." "Subrip:" "Pix"