Decadent Evil (2005) - full transcript

[orchestral music]

[exhales]

[music stops]

[dramatic music]

(male #1)
'Alright, kiddo,
right this way.'

'Here we go.'

'And up!'

And in you go.

- Hey, watch your step.
- Yeah.

Yeah!

[sighs]



Alright, we're off.

[chuckles]

[lift creaking]

Building needs a hell of a lot
of work, hell of a lot of work.

But the, uh, the one up top,
it's...good shape, good shape.

We wired it.

Got new plumbing in there.

Roof, tight as a drum.

We even got one of 'em...
low-flush toilets, you know?

- Ever seen that?
- Mm-hmm.

Here we are.

We're at the top.

Don't go any higher.

Alright, watch
your step there.



[keys jangling]

Right down the hall here.

[panting]

Seems like a really
nice building.

And quiet.

Oh! Yeah, yeah.

Nice and quiet.

Yeah. Here we go.

[keys jangling]

[chuckles]

Ah! Here we go.

Come right in.

Here she is.

It's beautiful.

Oh!

So, it used to be
a warehouse, huh?

'Yeah, back in
the '30s but uh'

'they shut it down
before the big war.'

(male #1)
No! That.. Uh, excuse me!

This is, uh..

That's a closet.

[chuckles]

Nice place to hide
your skeletons.

Say, where does this go?

That goes
absolutely nowhere.

Nowhere?

I don't know.
I never got a key for it.

Probably some old storage
room or somethin'.

There's no bedroom
in here, huh?

Hey, you don't need a bedroom.
Not in a place like this.

You really did
a fantastic job, Mr. Rouark.

Thank you.

Now, uh, back there,
you got your dressing room

there's your kitchen, and
over there is your reading room.

Reading room?

Uh, some people
call it a bathroom.

(Karen)
'Jerry, look at this view.'

Oh, it's fantastic.

(Rouark)
You know, here it's sunny
even when it's not sunny.

[chuckles]
You got a great view
of the Hollywood Sign.

When they built
this place

Hollywood Sign used to say,
"Hollywood Land."

'Now, it just says,
"Hollywood."'

'I don't know why
they changed it.'

'So what do you think, kids?
You want it?'

Got your lease.

'Finally got your lease.'

All standard.
No big deal.

We just sign
at the bottom?

Yeah, any damn place
along there.

Yeah.

Alright.

- So, it's official?
- It's official.

[chuckles]
It's official.

Hey, you're
an artist, huh?

- Yeah.
- Lotta cash, does kids' books.

Oh, well, maybe,
I ought to get

a couple of your books
for my grandkids.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

First of all, I better
get some grandkids.

[laughing]

What's your line, kiddo?

Jerry's a photographer,
a great photographer.

What kind of stuff?

Oh! You don't do them, uh,
nudie things, do you?

Uh, yeah.
Actually sometimes.

Oh..

Excuse me? Where do you
want the bed?

[thunder rumbling]

[moaning]

Come on, baby.
Get on the top.

- No, uh..
- On top, baby, come on.

Jerry..

Baby, come on.
On top, please.

[continues moaning]

Come on, baby.

(Jerry groaning)

[breathing heavily]

It just hurts sometimes.

- Ah, did I say anything, huh?
- No.

Alright. Look, I know
it's a touchy subject, okay

but do you think that
maybe once in a while

we could do something
different. Maybe?

Even if it hurts.

Why don't you
punish me, sweetie?

Come on, tie me up. Huh?
Make me beg.

Yeah, right!

You can still
tie me up.

Please, just get on top.
Come on, baby. Just once.

(Karen)
It's just..

It just hurts sometimes,
I know. It hurts sometimes.

Look..

Baby. There's something
we can work on, you know?

It doesn't have to hurt.

Sweetie.

Last thing I want is to hurt
you, you know that, right?

I know.

It's just, some things
are hard for me.

Yeah, me too.

[kissing and giggling]

[rain pouring]

[dramatic music]

[eerie breathing]

[hissing]

[dramatic music]

[crows cawing]

[rattling in distance]

What is that?

[rattling continues]

[rattling grows louder]

[squeaking and rattling]

[rattling stops]

(female screaming)
'Help me! Help, help!'

'Help me!
Help me, please!'

'Help me!
Help me!'

[crying]

[breathing heavily]

Mr. Rouark? It's Karen Cabey.

- Something's goin' on here.
- What's that?

[Karen on phone]
'Can you come over?'

- What did you say, kiddo?
- What's that, kiddo?

Will you shut up?

- Can you come over?
- Alright, I'll be right there.

What's that, kiddo?

Big mouth.

So...what do you say,
you heard some squeaking?

Well, that's how it started and
then, I heard this pounding

and...then it sounded
like screaming.

Screaming?

Yeah, but it just stopped when
I got on the phone with you.

Well, let's go see what's
behind door number one.

[footsteps]

Hello!

[tapping]

[creaking]

[grunting]
Come on.

Art, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.

- 'Sure?'
- Yeah. Here, give me that.

Stay with me.

'Ho-o-ly shit!'

Ho-o-ly shit!

Fuck.

What the..

Oh.

Son of a bitch.

Here.

Well, I just about...
messed my pants there, kiddo.

I thought that thing
was made out of pure gold.

[chuckles]

Well...I don't think anybody
could have got in here.

No window.

Door is shut tighter
than a nun's ass.

Excuse my French.

You're right, nobody
could have been in here.

Jesus, would you just
look at that.

[sighs]
I know, look at it.

Fix it up a little,
could be gorgeous.

- Gorgeous?
- Yeah.

Why would anybody wanna hide
something like this?

I don't know.

[electricity fluctuation]

[pop music]

[camera clicks]

Alright, sweetie.

Don't pose, okay?
Remember, don't pose, alright?

It's a comfy bed. Bed here
is the star. The bed, okay?

So I need you to take a deep
breath and relax. Alright?

Okay, I'm sorry,
what's your name again?

Cassandra.

Cassandra, I think you're
overdoing it just a bit.

What, this doesn't
look relaxed?

It's beyond relaxed
here, okay?

It's a comfy bed, so I need you
to show me how comfy it is.

'Comfy bed.
Not a coffin.'

Just give me comfy.

Yeah. Look at that.

Remember, the bed's
the star here, okay?

* Aces four, pal,
how bout you? *

* I'll tell you
in a minute or two *

* Right now gotta have a.. *

Why would somebody hide this?

I mean, it is weird

that somebody would forget about
something like this, isn't it?

It's so soft.
Touch it.

[piano music]

I-I gotta go.

Mr. Rouark?

[door closes]

[camera clicks]

We're finished?

We are.

This is fucked.

They are never gonna buy these.
We're gonna have to eat it.

- 'Re-shoot?'
- 'Yeah.'

This time, give me a model
that's...maternal, okay?

- More Aunt B type?
- Don't be ridiculous, huh.

But maybe give me someone
that actually sleeps on a bed.

Hey, Karen?

Karen?

Hey, this thing won't open.

[banging]

It's open.

Whoa!

Do you like?

'What is this all about?'

You're surprised?

Uh, yeah.

(Karen)
'Come on, baby.'

Where did this come from?

There.

From behind the door
that goes nowhere?

Why don't you
take my picture?

Take my picture.

I wanna pose for you.

'What's the matter?'

Nothing, it's just
not like you.

I thought this is
what you wanted.

I'll get my camera.

(Karen)
'How about this?'

(Jerry)
'Yeah.'

This is incredible, baby.

You look amazing.

So you like?

'I like, I like.'

It's taking a little
getting used to, baby.

Well, does this help?

[moaning]

[moaning loudly]

[breathing heavily]

What are you thinking?

Tell me.

Er, actually..

...I was thinking
how lucky I am.

Hmm.

You don't know how long I've
been wanting to do that, baby.

I know, baby, I know.

I love you.

I love you.

(Jerry)
'I feel like a door's
been opened.'

[birds chirping]

[telephone ringing]

[answering machine]
'Hi, you've reached Jerry
and Karen's place.'

'Please leave a message
at the tone.'

(female #1)
'Hi, Karen, sorry
to call you so late'

'but I just got this great
assignment for you.'

'KahlemPublishing is doing
a book about natural childbirth'

'and they want a scene
in the late 1800s.'

'You know, something with one of
those old-fashioned iron beds.'

'You think you could come up
with something? Call me back.'

[piano music]

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

(Jerry)
'I cannot get last night
out of my head.'

Jerry.

'I can barely walk.
What did you do to me?'

You know, I..

It's weird,
I thought I saw..

'What? What?'

Nothing.

'Hey, so any plans
for tonight?'

No. I might have
to work though.

That call last night
was about an illustration.

'Hey, great, huh?'

You're not gonna believe
what it's about.

- 'Tell me.'
- Mm-mm. I'd rather show you.

Show and tell, huh?

'I have so much to do.
I have to get back to work.'

Yeah.

Let's say, last night
really was great, huh?

'Yeah, it was.'

She's ready.

- Okay, I better let you go.
- 'Okay, honey.'

Keep it warm for me,
huh, baby.

'Okay, I'll see you later.'

Okay, bye.

Keep it warm for me, baby.

Screw you, girl.

No. Thanks though.

We're ready here?
Let's do it.

- So you're ready to work?
- Absolutely.

Okay, I guess Glory told you.
The bed is the star of the show.

Yes.

So what we need from you
is something that shows me

just how relaxing that bed is.

Okay, that shouldn't be
too hard.

Great.

Like this?

Aah, no.

Try this.

Like this?

No.

- More like this.
- Alright.

Alright?

Let me see you arch
your back a bit.

That's right.

Now spread your legs, see
if you can reach the corner.

You can't shoot
her like this.

Why?

It look's like
she's tied to the bed.

Maternal, remember?

Very maternal.

This bed was a godsend.

By the way, I...I got
something for you.

Huh?

I have to say, I think
they came out rather well.

I can't believe
I did this.

[giggling]

'What's this, right here?'

Yeah, that white,
I don't know, you know.

It's in the others too.

I think it's probably
like a light leak

or maybe it's just
the film.

Other than that..

Other than that,
they're perfect.

They're you.

[moaning]

Ah.

[moaning continues]

[breathing heavily]

[dramatic music]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

(Karen grunting)

Oh. Oh, my God.

Jerry. I'm so sorry.
Oh, my God.

Why'd you stop?
I mean..

I was gettin' into it.

'Ugh.'

[whisper]
'Help me. Help me.'

'Help me.'

[gasps]

Help me. Please.

Aah!

Oh, my. Oh, shit.

(Jerry)
Shit. What the hell
was that about?

Jerry, Jerry,
somebody's in here.

- There was somebody.
- Who? Who?

She was right there.

- Who you talking about?
- Somebody was in here, Jerry.

- Come on, come on.
- No, somebody's here, Jerry.

(Jerry)
What are you talking about.

(Jerry)
There's nobody here,
sweetheart.

I swear..

Maybe..

Maybe you were
still asleep, yeah?

- You think?
- No.

I wasn't asleep. I was drying
my hair in the bathroom.

I don't know.

You know, you really haven't
gotten used to this place yet.

Maybe...it's just that.

You know, the best thing might
just be to go back to sleep.

Okay?

I don't wanna go back
to bed again.

I got an idea.

Maybe you make yourself
some hot chocolate?

That always helps you
go to sleep.

I'll just wait here
for you, okay?

[birds chirping]

[alarm]

Jesus.

Hey. What you doin', huh?

'What are these?'

I don't know.

Come on. What are they?

I really don't know, they just..

They certainly are weird.

God, I gotta go, baby.
I'm late.

I'll see you tonight, huh?

Okay?

Yup.

[commotion in distance]

You okay?

Oh. Yeah, I'm fine.

Hope I didn't disturb you,
I'm just trying to get this..

No. It's fine.

Do you want something to drink?
Coffee, cup of tea?

Well, ah...you have
something cold, yeah?

Juice?

Well, I was thinking more
in the line of a brewski.

So, how is this damn
thing treatin' you?

You know,
I've been thinking.

Why don't you just keep
the damn thing.

I mean, I got no use for it, and
you found it in the first place.

Keep it?

It might be worth
something though.

Look, kiddo, I mean. This thing
ain't exactly my style.

'You know, I mean, these metal
beds are kind of spooky.'

'Reminds me of a hospital.'

I don't know what to say.

Well, I'll be saying thank you.
I got to get back to work.

Oh, one thing.

Um, I was wondering.

Would you happen to know
if there were any murders here?

Murders?

Not recently.
Maybe in the '20s?

Oh, cripes, kiddo,
how old do you think I am?

Is there any way
of finding out, maybe?

I don't know.

Could you try?

Yeah. I guess.

But why you wanna find out
something like that?

Oh, I've this friend

she's doing a book
on gang wars of '20s

and you mentioned how this might
have been a bootlegger's place.

I'll check it out.

Okay. Thank you,
Mr. Rouark.

And it's Art. That mister stuff
is much too respectable.

Thank you, Art.

I'll see you later. Oh...
don't let the bed bugs bite.

[both chuckle]

- Bye.
- 'Bye.'

[keyboard clacking]

[telephone ringing]

[answering machine]
'Hi, you've reached
Jerry and Karen's place.'

'Please leave a message
at the tone.'

(female #1)
'Karen, hi, it's me.'

'Have you finished that
child-birth thing for Kahlem?'

-'They keep calling me--'
-Hello?

- Yeah, I just got in.
-'Is it finished yet?'

- It's finished. Mm-hmm.
-'Can you send it right away?'

Yeah. I'll get it out tonight.

- Okay. Bye.
- 'Okay. Bye-bye.'

Shit.

[music turns on]

'Help.'

'Help.'

[gasping]

[music from gramophone]

[dramatic music]

[mouthing]
No.

[softly]
Help me.

Ssh-ssh-ssh.

[telephone ringing]

[ringing continues]

Hello?

[dial tone]

Hello?

[gasps]

[yawns]

[gasps]

[softly]
Help me.

[screaming]

Karen. Baby, what's wrong?

Baby.

You okay?

Hey, Karen?

[stomping]

(Jerry)
Baby, what's the matter?

What are you doing?

Baby, what's wrong?

What?

I didn't draw this.

You did draw this.

Okay, baby, so you didn't draw.
What are you screaming about?

I mean, I drew it,
but I didn't draw this.

[breathing heavily]

I wanna get outta here.

'What?'

I don't wanna be here
anymore, Jerry.

'What are you
talking about?'

I didn't draw this.

Look!

(Jerry)
'A ghost?'

Karen, a...a ghost?

I don't know what it is.
I just know something's here

and I don't wanna
be here anymore.

But this place, baby,
is perfect, okay?

We've been looking out
for a year, right?

And this place
is perfect.

Plus the fact we've signed a
lease. We can't just break it.

He could charge us
for a whole fuckin' year.

I don't care, Jerry.
I can't be here anymore.

You can stay if you want to,
but I can't be here.

[sighing]

Hey, hey.

[sighing]

Alright, look, you...been under
a lot of pressure, yeah?

I mean, moving, that's
a lot of pressure, right?

But before we do anything rash,
I mean, would you mind

going and talking
to Carla?

Your shrink?

Hey, look, I mean,
just talk with her, okay?

If anything,
she's a neutral party.

Alright. If you
talk with her

and then you still feel
like you wanna move..

Look, just-just talk
with her, okay?

Go with me?

Of course,
I will, baby.

Of course.

[dramatic music]

[crow cawing]

(Carla)
I know you don't believe
you drew these pictures

but they had to come
from some place.

I think they came from a place
you're not remembering

and I think hypnosis
can take us there.

Karen, let me ask
you a question.

- Have you ever been hypnotized?
- Hypnotized?

You don't have to do it
if you don't feel comfortable.

No, it's not that.
It's just..

I've never been
hypnotized before.

It's perfectly safe.

It's just
a relaxation technique.

I've done it.

- You have?
- Yeah.

Now, don't feel pressured.

No, I want to.

I know they came
from somewhere.

[sighs]

When I count to three,
you'll be asleep.

[bells tinkling]

(Carla)
'One.'

Two.

'Three.'

Asleep.

'Karen, can you hear me?'

Yes.

'Alright.'

I want you
to just feel relaxed.

'And peaceful'

and let your mind
drift backward

to the first time
you saw the apartment.

Yes.

'What do you see?'

'What attracts you?'

'What are you feeling?'

- Bricks.
- 'Bricks.'

'Why bricks?'

Safe...can't follow.

(Carla)
'Who can't follow?'

'Karen, who can't follow?'

He can't, he can't,
he can't follow.

(Carla)
'Alright, Karen, alright.
Just breathe.'

Relax.

[sobbing]

'You're perfectly safe.'

Feel the bricks, Karen?

'When I count to three,
you'll wake up'

'and you'll remember
everything.'

But you won't be afraid
because you know

you're perfectly safe, yes?

Yes.

'Alright.'

One.

Two.

'Three.'

'Awake.'

Karen...do you want Jerry
to leave the room?

What are you remembering?

My, um, my parents divorced
when I was 11

and I went to live with my mom
at her parents' house.

[sobbing]
My mother's brother
still lived at home.

Can you go on?
Do you wanna stop?

[sobbing]

My uncle would...he would sneak
into my room at night.

He...he had these..

...handcuffs.

These toys..

It didn't last long though.

He got really drunk one night,
and he drove right into a tree.

[crashing]

It was a county road,
so...the steering wheel

trapped him inside the car
while it burned.

While it was happening though,
I had this hiding place

in my grandparents' basement.

'They had this huge house with
one of those gigantic furnaces.'

The ones with all the pipes
sticking out everywhere.

And I could squeeze
right through.

'Nobody else could get back
there, and I would just'

'sit there for hours.'

Right up against the bricks.

I guess-I guess that's why
I felt so at home

in our new place because it
reminded me of the away place.

'It's the place I called,
"behind the furnace."'

A place away from everything.

A place completely safe.

Sometimes stressful events
will stimulate

repressed or forgotten memories.

It's quite common.

Yes but..

Why would I be seeing her?

Well, she's probably
a projection.

A kind of psychological
escape valve.

'A way to put what happened
to you outside yourself'

but we'd have to do more than
one session to understand it.

You think about it.

'I'm going to write you
a prescription for valium.'

To help you sleep at night.
Nothing long term.

(Jerry)
'I love you so much.'

I know.

I love you too.

If you ever wanna talk
about what happened--

I know, I know.

[sighs]

When I think about..

...what that bastard did..

The handcuffs..

[sigh]

- What that bastard did..
- Jerry.

Jerry, honey, can we not talk
about this right now, okay?

I just..

I wanna go
to sleep.

Yeah, fine.

- Baby.
- What?

I just don't want
anything like this

to ever come
between us.

It's not going to, honey,
okay? It's not. I just..

I wanna go
to sleep now. Okay?

Yeah, okay.

Alright.

[sighs]

I'm gonna go get something
to drink 'cause I'm thirsty.

You wanna anything? No.

[water running]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[screaming]

Jerry! Jerry, honey.

[breathing heavily]

Honey, wake up.
You were having a nightmare.

I was?

Yeah, baby.
You okay?

[breathing hard]
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Baby, what were
you dreaming?

I don't know.

I never remember.

Maybe it was those drawings
that you've been drawing.

Baby.

I don't know.

Honey...just get
some sleep, okay?

Okay. You'll be okay.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

(female #1)
'Hi, Karen.'

- Hi.
- 'Where is the picture?'

- Yeah, it's finished.
- 'Oh, great.'

Yeah, I just, I-I wasn't
able to get it out last night.

- 'Let me get back to you.'
- I'll be home.

- You will? Okay.
- 'Yeah.'

Well, then, I'll get
it out later.

- 'Okay, great.'
- Okay, thanks.

- Bye.
- 'Bye-bye.'

[sighs]

[slow music]

[computer beeps]
'Mail in your box.'

[machine whirring]

- 'Hello, Art?'
- 'What's that, kiddo?'

Oh, hi. Um, do you remember
one night I asked you

if there were any murders here?

You're not gonna believe
what I found on the internet.

There were murders here.
At least bodies were found

around this building
and the neighborhood.

Bodies of seven women.
They were all strangled.

'Seven unknown women were
choked with neck ties'

back in the 1920s and 1930s,
but the killer was never found.

Art?

Art, are you okay?

[gasps]

[screaming]

[bird screeching]

[siren]

[door closes]

[footsteps]

I'm gonna get something
to drink. You want anything?

No, thanks.

[glass clinking]

You know, I really don't think
it's such a great idea

to show those
to the cops.

You know, whoever killed
those women didn't kill Art.

He'd have to be
a 100 years old.

Yeah, but..

Well, the detective did say that
maybe he could be a copycat.

Yeah, he also said
people don't copycat

80-year-old murders,
didn't he?

[sighing]

Maybe, I should've shown
him some of these.

Come on, Karen.
What's that gonna prove, huh?

[sighs]

I don't wanna be
here anymore.

Cops said
we can't leave.

Leave town. He doesn't
want us to leave town

but I don't wanna
be here anymore.

Jerry, let's leave, please.
I don't wanna be here anymore.

I can't stay here another night,
not after what happened.

Can you?

Yeah, you're right.

[clock ticking]

Let's blow
this pop stand.

[zipping]

- Hey, Karen.
- Yeah?

Double check the dressing room.
I think I got everything.

Once we get outta here, I'll
make sure we get off for good.

'Okay, I'll be
right back.'

[door creaking]

What the fuck?

[eerie music]

(Jerry)
What the..

How the hell did
this get up here?

[eerie music]

[creaking]

[screams]

Jerry.

Jerry.

Honey.

[door creaking]

- Are you okay?
- Sure. Why?

Well, the door
was shut.

I was just
double checking.

So, we get
everything?

Mostly.

Did you check
the bathroom?

- No. I thought you did.
- Why don't you double check it?

And make sure we never
have to come back.

Okay. Honey, please don't
go back up there again, okay?

- Please.
- I won't.

Not without you.

[knocking]

It's open.

[door creaking]

I made you some
hot chocolate.

What's wrong? It's just warm.
Just the way you like it.

Thought you could
use a break.

I worry about you,
you know.

God, Jerry,
I love you so much.

[sighing]

Drink your chocolate.

It's gonna get cold.

[sighing]

[phone ringing]

[answering machine]
'Hi, you've reached
Jerry and Karen.'

'Please leave a message
at the tone.'

'Karen, hi. It's me again.'

'I'm just wondering
what's happening'

'with the Kahlem illustration.'

'They keep calling me,
and I haven't heard from you..'

[sighing]

Did you put something in the..

[sighing]

I just want you to relax.

[breathing heavily]

Don't..

I don't..

Oh..

[breathing heavily]

[dramatic music]

(Karen)
'What?'

'Jer-Jerry.'

'What? No.'

'Ah. No.'

You're exhausted.

[breathing heavily]

No.

Oh. No rest out there.

- 'Please.'
- Shh-shh-shh.

Ah!

There's nothing
for you out there.

This is the place.

(Jerry)
'Your away place.'

[intense music]

[choking]

Jerry..

[choking]

[creaking]

Help me.

Shh-shh-shh.

No!

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

[panting]

Ah!

Aah!

[intense music]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[choking and coughing]

Aah!

[growls]

Karen. What are you
doing to me?

- 'What are you doing?'
- Jerry..

[screaming]

[sinister laugh]

Shh-shh-shh.

[choking]

[shrill scream]

[manic laughter]

[breathing heavily]

[chuckling]

[melodic music]

[panting]

Ah.

[moaning]

[moaning]

[kissing]

[screaming]

Shh-shh-shh.

[giggling]

[hoarse voice]
Kiss-kiss.

[laughing]

[screaming]

[melodic music]