Hell Town (2015) - full transcript

- [Narrator] Viewer
discretion advised.

(thunder booming)

- Good evening.

I am Debbie Rochon.

Tonight on Twisted
Classic Television

we bring you Hell Town.

A series that had quite a

controversial and
mysterious history.

Seasons one and three were
burned in a studio fire.

Or so they say.

Season two...



Episodes seven, eight,
and nine, were dug up.

And when I say dug up,
I literally mean dug up,

in one of the producer's wife's

cousin's sidekick's
friend's graves.

They wiped off all the
decomposition, blood, and gore

to digitally remaster it
for your pleasure tonight.

So I bring to you
a killer series.

Hell Town.

(thunder booming)

- [Narrator] Previously
on Hell Town.

- Oh Bill.

I've got a horrible
confession to make.

A secret I've been
keeping all these years.

It's about our son.



Oh Bill.

I've got a horrible
confession to make.

(gagging)

- Mom's in a coma!

- Somebody splash water
on her to wake her up.

- Comas don't really
work that way.

- Have you at least tried?

- [Doctor] Butch, your
mother's in a coma.

It's time to go home.

(knocking)

- Bobby, you can't tell anyone!

- I'm your BFF, I won't.

- I had an abortion.

- [Mr. Gable Voiceover] You
should have been my heir.

- You don't deserve the
debutante ball, Chanel.

- [Laura] I heard
Tyler Chapman was

screwing around
with Trish Gable.

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

(screams)

(dramatic orchestra music)

- You stupid bitch!

- Calm down, Chanel.

- Mama would never wanna
cancel my debutante ball!

You're just saying that
because I'm adopted.

- Chanel, the nurse
was just saying that

since daddy's dead,
mama's in a coma,

and we're not rich, maybe
it isn't a good idea.

- Bullshit!

She's trying to take over!

You better watch
your step because

you will never, ever
take my mom's place.

- Watch me.

- Butch!

Butch!

- Oh Butch, I thought
we'd never see you again.

- How was juvi?

- Surprisingly comfortable.

But I'm glad to be home.

- Well maybe you shouldn't
have stolen all that money.

- You know I didn't steal it.

- Oh who cares.

You're finally home.

And now that you are,
you can fire this stupid

nurse and throw me the
debutante ball I deserve.

- But she's a professional.

- That's right, Chanel.

I'm the only one who can
take care of your mother.

- Bullshit, you stupid bitch!

- We gotta do what it
takes to get mama better.

If it's a debutante ball
that you want, little sister,

then it's a debutante
ball that you'll get.

And mama can help plan it.

Because she's gonna
come back to us.

Right mama?

(ominous atmosphere sting)

- Oh, hi Butch.

- Oh, hey Laura.

It is Laura right?

- (laughs) Don't be
silly, of course it is.

- How's your younger
sister Trish?

- Enough about her,
where have you been?

I heard you were
fishing in Alaska.

I can just see you now
with the waves crashing

on your chest while
you're wrestling sharks.

- I was in juvi, remember?

Somebody from your dad's
company set me up for stealing.

But it don't matter now.

I had a chance to
discover myself.

- I can't wait to discover
what you've discovered.

Oh, Butch, you must come to the

Seniors for Seniors Fundraiser.

- Will Trish be there?

- Probably.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- [Bobby] Laura,
where are the eggs?

- What eggs?

- The eggs that you were
supposed to get from the store.

God, guess I'm not
eating breakfast again.

- There are more
important things

in life than breakfast, Bobby.

- Like what, Laura?

Like good friends?

- Good morning father!

- I have an
announcement to make.

As you know, my days on
this Earth are numbered.

After that, my
soul shall rise up

to Heaven on the back
of an angel where I am

promised a good position
amongst God's governing body.

It has weighed
heavily on where to

leave my earthly fortune while

I'm enjoying my
heavenly fortune.

The obvious choice
would've been to

my only son, a price
and heir to my throne,

but since he turned
out to be a fruitcake

princess instead, I'm
left with no choice.

Obviously I could
divide the fortune up,

but that seems
like too much work.

So after much
deliberation, I have

decided to leave it all to...

One of you.

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

- So is that everyone in
here, or does BJ count?

- Where is BJ?

- Laura locked her
in the trunk again.

- I did not, you did!

- Bobby, go out and get BJ.

I mean BJ your sister, not...

Oh just go.

- Butch Manly's back in town.

I invited him to the Seniors
for Seniors Fundraiser.

- Isn't that Jesse's
long lost brother?

- Yes, and Butch is the
brother to my boyfriend Blaze.

- Isn't Butch, Jesse, Blaze,
and Chanel's mother in a coma?

- I thought old
mother Manly was dead.

- Enough!

That poor sweet woman
has suffered so.

(coughs)

- What's that a drawing of?

- It's that dead
guy from the paper.

- Freak.

- Well time for Meals on Skates.

Homecoming responsibilities
are so rewarding.

Toodles!

- Meals on Skates?

God, are you kidding me?

I wonder if that
bitch even cares

about anyone besides herself?

She has it so easy.

She gets whatever
she wants, and now

she is literally skating
by on her good looks.

It's just so unfair.

- [Bobby] Hold still.

- Bobby, are you
even listening to me?

- Yes, I get it, my
sister is annoying,

but if you don't want me poking

your eye out, you'll hold still.

- I just wish that
she would skate

into an oncoming train,
or a cement truck.

Or a live electrical
wire on a rainy night.

Or a truck delivering
broken glass,

or a snake pit full of snakes.

- There, you're done.

- Not bad.

- Oh hi nurse.

- Why hello.

- You know, you look
very familiar to me.

- You look familiar to me too.

Maybe I gave you a
sponge bath one time.

- Oh I think I'd remember that.

- I think I would too.

- When's mom going to wake up?

- I don't know.

Speaking of which,
do you think that you

could maybe watch
her for a minute

so I can go out and
have a smoke break?

- Of course.

- Cool.

If you need anything just yell
out the window for me, okay?

(phone rings)

- Trish's phone.

- [Manda] Oh my
god, have you heard

that Butch Manly
is back in town?

- Yeah, Laura told me.

- I heard that he's been in juvi

'cause he stole
something from your dad.

- Oh Manda, don't
give secondhand

thoughts to those
secondhand rumors.

We have more important
things to talk about,

like what are we gonna wear
to the Friday Fling tonight.

I just can't decide.

- [Manda] Don't know Trish,
you look great in everything.

- Oh Manda, you're
the best BFF ever.

I hope Blaze Manly's there.

- Are you gonna go
to the Friday Fling?

- I wouldn't miss it.

- Okay, continue.

I'm sure that he'll be there.

- I'm thinking about
giving him my virginity.

I know we've only been
going together for

three months, but
something tells me

he's the right one for the job.

- That's awesome Trish, but
it's not really your first time.

- I'm talking about my
other virginity, Manda.

- [Manda] Oh.

- Toodles for noodles!

- Bye.

God, she is so annoying!

When are you gonna
break up with her?

- Not until she puts out.

I put in too much time.

- [Manda] Well that might
be sooner than you think.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Hey there, Manly.

You got a date for the prom yet?

You sure your last name's Manly?

Aw it's okay Manly,
where you going?

You can come on over
here and powder my balls.

You oughta ask that Gable girl.

- You mean Bobby?

- No.

I meant the one with the tits.

Huh, huh, huh?

And trust me, they're
real nice tits.

Ask her out.

(school bell rings)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- What are you doing in my car?

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

(gags)

(screaming)

- The body of running
back Todd Hendricks

was discovered in his
car late last night.

It appears the teen was
gruesomely strangled to death.

His family made
note that the letter

on his school
jacket was torn off,

leading police to
now refer to the

suspect as the
Letter Jacket Killer.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

(school bell rings)

- Hi Trish.

- Jesse, what are you doing?

- I'm just going to...

- Did you need something?

- Will you go to prom with me?

- [Trish] Okay.

- Really?

- I'll add you to the list.

- What list?

What are you talking about?

- My list of potential
prom dates, silly.

A girl needs options.

- I'd say he's no
longer an option.

- Aww, I guess you're right.

You can take his place.

There.

I'll let you know when
it gets closer to prom.

Obviously Blaze is
my first choice,

but we'll see who
can survive the cut.

- Okay.

Thanks.

I guess.

- See you around.

- What are we gonna get?

- I think I'll stick to virgin
cocktails tonight, Manda.

There's something on my mind.

- Really?

- Yeah.

My father came in talking about
his will again this morning.

I think he might
be close to death,

and I really need to
start thinking about

how I'm going to manage
running the company

and keep up with my
popularity in school.

- He's leaving it all to you?

- Who else would he leave it to?

It's a big deal, Manda.

I might have to give
away some friends.

Oh, hi Chanel.

I didn't know you worked here.

- My mama's in a coma, Trish.

And home health
care's not cheap.

(dramatic sting)

- Whoa, hi Butch.

So good to see you, I'm
glad you could make it.

Do you wanna go inside
and get some punch?

If you're lucky, maybe
you'll get lucky.

- Who's that sexy
girl over there?

- That would be my sister Trish.

- That's Trish?

She's changed a lot.

She's really...

Grown up since
I've last seen her.

Oh no!

That was close.

- Yeah.

It's a shame she
didn't choke to death.

- Thanks Butch.

- Trish.

I haven't seen you since
that night at the drive-in.

So many years ago.

You know, when we
did that thing.

- What thing?

- It really meant a lot to me.

You being so patient and all.

- Hi Blaze!

- How's my favorite hot bod?

- Why don't you go
get us some drinks?

I'll take a Curly Temple.

- It's a Shirley Temple.

- Okay.

- Bro, you want anything?

- I'm good.

- Good to have you back, bro.

- So?

- I found you guys a nice hookup

spot in the janitor's closet.

I put down some
blankets and there's

some candles next
to the mop bucket,

it's gonna be perfect for
one of your first times.

- Oh Manda, you're the best
girl a friend could ever have.

- Jesse?

- Jesus, Bobby!

- Oh I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to startle you.

- What is it Bobby,
what do you want?

- I just wanted to say hello.

And I was wondering
if you wanted

to hang out again sometime.

- Look, I don't think so.

- Want me to get you a beer?

- Hey Trish.

- Jesse!

Wow.

- You stay away from
her, Trish is my girl!

- I didn't do anything!

- Leave him alone, he
wasn't doing anything!

- She's mine, got it?

- You stay away from him, my
brother's not cheap, Trish.

- I can't stand her.

- Hey, don't listen to her.

You're not cheap.

- She didn't say I was.

- Shhh.

- Come with me.

There's something
I wanna show you.

(ominous atmosphere music)

(thunder booming)

Not so fast, speedy.

- That's why they call me Blaze.

- I just want this
to be super special.

It's not every day a
girl loses her virginity.

- Her what?

- I want this to be romantic.

- I thought Peter Coleman
was the great devirginator.

- Silly boy.

He took my other virginity.

- Maybe they oughta
call you Blaze.

- They already do.

- Remember this one mama?

I was so beautiful.

So happy.

'Till I found my
adoption papers.

Is that why you always
treated me different, mama?

Like an outsider?

Oh sure, go ahead and ignore
me, you're good at that!

You always used to tell me I was

the prettiest girl
in town, mama.

But lately I just haven't
been feeling that way.

Trish is always there
beating me at everything.

It's not fair.

I wish she would just die.

You.

- Be careful what
you wish for Chanel.

- And what's that
supposed to mean?

- Sometimes people get
exactly what they want.

(wind howling)

- Yeah right, even
if you could get any

pussy you wouldn't know
what to do with it.

- Fuck you man, I've
been laid before.

- Oh yeah?

By who, your mom?

- Fucking gross, dude.

- Your mom is not gross.

She's hot.

Hold this.

I gotta take a piss.

(ominous atmosphere music)

- [Peter] Ahh!

- The fuck are you doing?

Fucking weirdo.

Coleman?

Peter?

What the fuck?

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

- It appears the
Letter Jacket Killer

has struck again,
claiming the lives of

two more students
whose bodies were

found after being
bludgeoned to death.

- Blaze, we need to talk.

Just meet me at our spot.

Blaze?

Blaze!

Blaze, we need to talk.

I know this sounds
crazy, but I don't care.

I've been studying the yearbook,
I know what's going on.

Blaze, why are you
sitting here in the dark?

Why won't you talk to me?

Blaze, why aren't
you answering me?

Blaze you jerk!

(screams)

You?

(groans) Why?

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Who did it?

Who's the Letter Jacket Killer?

Stay tuned to find out.

(creepy bell music)

- Good afternoon, ma'am.

- Come on.

- [Broadcast Host] Do
you actually have hips?

(laughter)

- What is beauty?

(screaming)

(ominous atmosphere music)

- Finn!

Finny!

(heart beating)

(screaming)

(erratic violin music)

- Please!

- Not so perky now
are you, bitch?

- [Narrator] Previously
on Hell Town.

- Somebody from your dad's
company set me up for stealing.

- I thought old
mother Manly was dead.

- Enough!

- Freak.

- [Mr. Gable Voiceover]
It has weighed heavily

on where to leave
my earthly fortune.

I have decided to leave
it all to one of you.

- I'm the only one who can
take care of your mother.

- Bullshit, you stupid bitch!

- We gotta do what it
takes to get mama better.

- I hope Blaze Manly's there.

- Are you gonna go
to the Friday Fling?

- I wouldn't miss it.

- Jesse?

- Jesus, Bobby!

- Oh I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to startle you.

- Hey there, Manly.

Ask her out.

- Will you go to prom with me?

- [Trish] Okay.

- Really?

- I'll add you to the list.

Wow, Jesse.

- You stay away from
her, Trish is my girl!

- I didn't do anything!

- Leave him alone, he
wasn't doing anything!

- [Blaze] Got it, she's mine!

- Trish is always there
beating me at everything.

- I thought Peter Coleman
was the great devirginator.

- He took my other virginity.

- I wish she would just die.

- Be careful what
you wish for, Chanel.

- And what's that
supposed to mean?

- Sometimes people get
exactly what they want.

(gagging)

- Peter?

What the fuck?

- [Betty] The Letter Jacket
Killer has struck again.

- I've been studying
the yearbook, I know
what's going on.

Blaze?

(screams)

You?

(groans) Why?

(dramatic orchestra music)

- [Narrator] The
part of Laura is

now being played
by Jennifer Grace.

- Oh hi Butch.

- Hey Laura.

- Sorry, Trish isn't
home right now.

- Good.

That means that we have the
house to ourselves then.

- I would've vacuumed
if I would've

known you were coming over.

- That's okay, I
like a dirty house.

Laura.

Laura.

Laura.

Laura.

- Laura, Laura?

Laura?

Laura, are you watching this?

- The body count is up
to four football players.

Coach Perry, how have these

murders affected your game plan?

- Well I lost my
running back, my star

quarterback, and my best kicker.

How are we gonna play?

- What a douche.

- It's just awful.

Our poor team.

I can't see us having a
winning season after this.

- Do you fear for your
own life, Coach Perry?

- Well yes I do.

It appears that someone
doesn't like football.

You know, I'm gonna find
this Letter Jacket Killer

and I'm gonna put an
end to this myself!

(loud whistle)

- Which player would be
the hardest to replace?

- Hendricks.

Todd Hendricks.

He was the best.

- Todd Hendricks, wasn't
he Trish's boyfriend?

- One of them.

(doorbell rings)

- Is Trish home?

(doorbell rings)

- 'Sup?

Is Trish home?

(doorbell rings)

- 'Sup?

Is Trish home?

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Hey Butch.

Oh my god, we keep
running into each other.

Hey Butch!

Oh my god, we keep
running into each other!

Hey!

Butch!

Oh my god!

We keep running into each other!

- Oh, hey Laura.

- What are you working on?

- My car.

- (chuckles) I know, I
mean what part of your car?

- I didn't know you
were into cars, Laura.

- I'm into a lot
of things, Butch.

You know, once I
inherit the company,

I'm gonna run this town.

I could even get you your
job back at the factory.

- I think there's too many bad
memories for me there, Laura.

I'm trying to move on.

If you wanna do me a
favor, maybe you could

put in a good word
for me with Trish.

Maybe she'll even
ask me to prom.

- I think Trish's
dance card is full.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- It means she's screwed
every guy in town.

If the Letter Jacket
Killer really wants

to kill everyone she slept with,

then it's gonna be
a really long list.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Manda isn't returning
any of my calls.

- Maybe she's tied up.

- I need an ice cream.

Will you be my driver?

(easy listening music)

- What do you want?

- Oh you work here too?

- Prom dresses
aren't cheap, Trish.

- First of all, I think you need

some help with your
drinking problem,

and I can recommend
a good AA group

at the church on
Main Street where

I volunteer on
Sundays, and second,

it's too bad you're not nicer.

I feel like we could've
been great friends.

It's a shame you
can't handle that

I'm naturally prettier than you.

- You know what?

- Chanel, we talked
about this before.

The customer is always right.

- I'd like a vanilla ice cream.

- Cup or cone?

- Cup.

That'll be $1.85,
and stay away from

my brother, he isn't interested.

- Which one?

- Blaze!

I overheard Manda
telling Suzie Deckhart

that you have the hots
for my brother Blaze.

- Well whether I do or don't,

it's none of your
fucking business.

- Oh that's right, because
fucking is your business.

(thunder booms)

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

(siren blaring)

(dramatic sting)

Goddamn stupid bitch!

- [Bobby] Where's
your ice cream?

- I ate it.

It was a super small one.

- [Bobby] Trish,
there's something I've

been wanting to
talk to you about.

- Me too.

Why does daddy always call
you fruitcake and princess?

- Well actually that's exactly

what I wanna talk to you about.

- Just because you
like girly things

and watching your weight
doesn't make you...

Wait a minute, I know
exactly what's going on here.

- [Bobby] You do?

- Sure I do!

You grew up with all of us girls

and you were just
trying to fit in.

You don't have to worry
about that, Bobby.

We love you just
the way you are.

- I'm actually glad
to hear you say that

because, see, what I wanted to

talk to you about
was, well, boys.

- Yeah, you're lucky you don't
have to worry about boys.

Girls are so easy!

Well thanks for
your advice, Bobby.

It was helpful.

- Mom.

Mom.

I think you can hear me.

Mom, I have a problem.

You always said that I could
come to you with a problem.

It's school.

It's so...

Hard.

I don't know what to do.

I can't sleep.

I dream all night.

Lots of dreams.

I wake up all wet,
I'm surrounded by

all these hot, tight-bodied,
muscular studs,

and if I can't sleep
with any of them,

I wish they would
all just go away!

How do I get through this, mama?

Truth be told, I fooled around

a few times with Bobby Gable.

I've stopped that though.

(wood creaking)

(ominous atmosphere music)

Should I talk to Bobby?

Should I ask him to come
and help me through this?

I'm so confused.

Answer me, mama!

Just what I thought.

You're no help.

Don't you understand,
I think I'm gay!

Oh god.

Just the sound of
it, I can't believe

that came out of my mouth.

I don't wanna be gay!

You're right.

Thank you, mama.

I know exactly
what I have to do.

(music intensifies)

(humming)

♪ She wants me squirting
mustard all over her body ♪

♪ 'Cause I want to take
a big bite of you, baby ♪

(screams)

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

- [News Anchor] Breaking news,
another brutal murder today.

We go live to Betty O
who has more details.

Betty O, what can you tell us?

- The police are
still not sure if

Coach Perry's death is connected

to the Letter Jacket
Killer, but let's

put our heads together
to crack this case.

- [News Anchor]
Thank you Betty O,

sounds like we're pretty fucked.

New details in last year's
Christmas capers that had us--

- Coach Perry?

Trish, ew!

Daddy, I would never
disrespect you like that.

I'm very mature and discrete.

And managerial.

- Oh Booby, it's so simple.

It's all in the eyes.

Okay, think about
something that you want.

It could be anything, it
could be a food or a drink.

Pick a drink that you want.

- Okay.

How about a Malibu
rum and pineapple?

- Good.

Okay, now you just
think about it.

Lust after it.

Visualize it, taste it.

Can you see it?

- Yeah.

- Now I wanna see you see it.

Good, good.

Now whenever this
guy that you like

is around, just sell
how much you want him.

Let him know how much you lust

after him with only your eyes.

He is your Malibu and pineapple
and you wanna drink him.

- Oh yeah, Jesse, I mean Jason,

yeah that's his name,
Jason, he's so hot.

- There was a cute
guy named Jason that

came into the Kreem Kup
the other day, right after

your bitch ass sister
threw her ice cream at me.

- She did what?

- Yeah, in front of the
customers and the manager.

She could've cost me my career.

I hate her.

I know she's your sister, but...

- No, I understand, Chanel.

Trish can be pretty awful.

Sometimes she laughs
at the gay jokes

my dad makes towards
me even though

she doesn't know what it means.

- That cunt!

Oh please.

She thinks she's better than
everybody else and she's not.

She'll see.

She will pay.

I'll make sure of it.

- Once I inherit everything,

I'll make her move
to the basement.

All right, anyway, back to me.

So once I get his
attention, what next?

- Okay, after you get
his attention, you
go in for the kill.

Say something like
hey man, you wanna

come over to my
place for a beer?

Men love beer.

- What if he says no?

- Then think of something else.

I don't know, get him to
your house and get him drunk.

Then talk about your problems,
how chicks don't put out.

Bros help bros right?

- Right.

Dad, what are you doing here?

- Mr. Gable, can I help you?

- I came to visit your
poor sweet mother.

- Why would you wanna
see mother Manly?

- None of your
business, fruit fly.

Lorraine, why did this
have to happen to you?

Oh god.

I feel so responsible.

Please, please forgive me.

I've always loved you.

Please wake up so we
can finally be together.

- Slut.

Everyone thinks you're
so perfect, Trish.

How could I be the only one who

sees what a fucking
cunt you are?

It's never look at Laura.

Look at how pretty Laura is.

Isn't Laura nice and smart?

We should invite
Laura to the dance.

You know, I'd be
pretty popular too

if I screwed every boy in town.

What do we have here?

Oh Trish.

Did somebody get a new
cum rag to wear at prom?

Trish, what a beautiful dress.

Oh thank you so
much, do you like it?

Yes Trish, where did you get it?

The fucking dumpster?

Oh that's so much
better, thank you

for helping me fix
my dress, Laura!

(laughs) Oh, how about
a sleeveless dress?

I think it'll show off
your beautiful arms!

I can't stand you!

Stupid bitch, you get
everything you want!

How do you like that Trish?

How's this, let me pin your

corsage on you,
you stupid whore!

(sobs)

Great.

(ominous atmosphere music)

- How can this be?

What's the meaning of this?

- Watch out for my nails!

- You're taking
Jesse Manly to prom?

- Oh that.

I don't think he'll be up for
it, if you know what I mean.

Besides, I'm wearing six
inch heels to prom and I

can't manage to use him as
an elbow prop all night.

I expect more.

So much more.

- You can't go with him.

You can't speak to him.

Is that clear?

- Jeez, what's up your butt?

- I'm serious Trish,
stay away from Jesse.

Or else.

- Trust me Bobby, you have
nothing to worry about.

(thunder booming)

(heavy breathing)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

(foot tapping)

- Come on, give it to me.

Come on.

Come on man, give it to me.

Fuck you doing, come on.

(dramatic sting)

(suspenseful orchestra music)

- Ooooo!

They're all so colorful.

- Can I help you?

- I've got this one.

- Oh hi Chanel, I didn't
know you worked here too.

- Well we can't all afford
plastic surgery like you, Trish.

So are you thinking about
moving anytime soon?

- No, why?

- Oh, I just thought
since you've screwed

every guy in town,
it might be nice to

move somewhere new
and try some new guys?

Some place where you
don't know everyone.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

You're insane.

- Oh that's right, walk away!

And for the record,
Blaze doesn't want you.

He has taste.

He knows a cheap tramp
when he sees one.

- Chanel, I won't be hurt by
your pathetic little lies.

- I'm not lying,
you stupid bitch!

- How dare you!

You're just jealous
because I won

Homecoming Queen and you didn't.

- Well at least I
had a dress that fit.

- Face it Chanel,
there will always

be the haves and the haves not.

I have, and no matter how many

minimum wage jobs you
get, you, my poor,

poor, poor friend, have not!

- I'm not finished with you yet!

(suspenseful orchestra music)

- What are you doing?

- Just die!

I didn't realize
you were so heavy.

You really shouldn't
eat so much.

- I guess fighting lessons
aren't cheap either.

- You're finished!

You small town whore!

(thunder booming)

(glass clinking)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

What the hell?

(ominous sting)

(glass clinking)

(music intensifies)

Trish!

This isn't funny!

(ominous atmosphere music)

(whimpering)

- (garbled) Help!

Help!

Please help me!

(music intensifies)

What are you doing?

You bitch!

(muffled gagging)

- Q.

Oh come on!

- I thought that was
a children's game.

- It's a matter of
life or death, Laura.

- Everything's life
or death with you, BJ.

Obviously you're not mature

enough to handle
the inheritance.

- What makes you think
you're gonna get it?

- Maybe the fact that
I'm not a fucking freak?

- Wow Trish, what's
the occasion?

- Oh it's for prom.

Daddy bought it for me.

- I thought you already
had a prom dress,

what happened to that one?

- Oh that old thing?

I didn't really like it.

But I saw this one and told

daddy I just had to have it!

- Well it's stunning.

- Stunning you always
get what you want.

- Bobby, this came for you.

I don't know who it's from.

What's a hosebeast?

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

(dramatic orchestra music)

- Do you think the small
town whore is the killer?

Stay tuned.

- Drink it!

It's awful!

- Don't make me drink it!

- You whore!

This is bad coffee!

(door creaking)

- Coffee doesn't
have to be violent.

You should be drinking Debbie
Rochon's Kill-Devil Rum-Ble,

brought to you by
Coffee Shop of Horrors.

- [Announcer]
Kill-Devil Rum-Ble,

blending rum and caramel for the

smoothest cup of coffee
you'll ever taste.

- That's a good cup of coffee.

- [Narrator] Previously
on Hell Town.

- I didn't know you
were into cars, Laura.

- I'm into a lot
of things, Butch.

- [Mr. Gable] Todd Hendricks,
wasn't he Trish's boyfriend?

- It's none of your
fucking business.

- Oh that's right, because
fucking is your business.

- [Bobby Voiceover] You're
taking Jesse Manly to prom?

- I don't think he'll be up for
it, if you know what I mean.

(heavy breathing)

Chanel, I won't be hurt by
your pathetic little lies.

- I'm not lying,
you stupid bitch!

- It's a matter of
life or death, Laura.

- Everything's life
or death with you, BJ.

- I've always loved you.

- [Trish] Wait a minute, I know

exactly what's going on here.

- [Laura] Coach Perry?

Trish, ew.

- [Bobby Voiceover]
You can't speak to him.

Is that clear?

- [Jesse Voiceover]
Don't you understand?

I think I'm gay.

- Come on man, give it to me.

- I can't stand you!

(muffled screaming)

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

(dramatic orchestra music)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

(music intensifies)

(music lessens)

- Damn it!

I lost him.

- [Nurse Voiceover]
The transformation
is almost complete.

Soon I'll steal her identity.

- Pleased to meet you,
I'm Lorraine Manly.

How very nice to meet you,
my name's mother Manly.

Oh father Gable.

Remember when you
used to call me Lola?

Yeah, that's Lorraine,
you and Lola.

(purrs)

(thunder booming)

- Just to talk.

Just to talk?

You wanted to talk
to me, so talk to me.

- Stupid, stupid.

- So what's up?

So what's up?

What's on your mind?

- Where were you?

- None of your beeswax, trash.

- Get out of my room!

- You know it's all
gonna catch up with you.

- What is?

- All of it.

Eating like a pig,
acting like a pig.

Pretty soon you're
gonna turn into a pig.

And all the lipstick in the
world won't do you any good.

- Well this has been lovely,
but I'm off volunteering again.

- You're only pretending
to be a goody-two-shoes

so that you can get your
hands on daddy's inheritance.

But trust me, I'm not
gonna let that happen.

(snorts)

- We'll see.

And then the monster goes
boom boom boom through the...

Come back here, you little shit!

Where are you, you little shit?

This isn't funny!

Hey!

Blaze?

Manda?

(screams)

(screams)

(screams)

(extended screaming)

- Mama.

I have a confession to make.

I'm in love, mama.

I'm in love.

I can't even explain it.

Every time I look at
her, I feel this...

Connection.

Like I've known
her my entire life.

Oh mama, aren't you
happy for me, mama?

Mama?

Mama?

Oh mama.

Mama.

You might think that I'm crazy.

But I swear.

I could hear you talking
to me when I was in juvi.

You spoke to me.

Telepathically.

And you told me...

Things, you told me to do
things, and I did them.

All of them.

I'm the man you
wanted me to be, mama.

I just wish that you
could be awake to see it.

God, this is no way to live.

You don't wanna be like
this mama, how could you?

You wanna be free.

You wanna be free.

And I...

I want you to be free.

I hear you, mama.

Oh I hear you.

Loud.

Loud and clear.

- What the hell?

What are you doing?

- What does it look like
I'm doing, you stupid slut?

- You won't get away with this.

- Watch me.

I've already gotten
away with everything.

- You killed all those
football players.

- They stood in my way.

- You are the Letter
Jacket Killer.

- And I won't let
anybody stand in my way.

(screams)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

Bobby!

Need a ride?

- I'm really glad you
showed up 'cause I didn't

think I'd be able to
make it all the way home.

You see, I was just meeting
your brother at the track.

Thanks for the ride.

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

Please!

I won't tell anyone!

- Nobody is going
to stand in my way.

(neck snaps)

- Laura, it's Bobby!

He's dead!

- Don't be ridiculous, BJ.

Bobby didn't sleep with Trish.

- No, I just saw Butch Manly
snap his neck like a twig.

- (chuckles) BJ,
you're exaggerating.

Bobby's not that skinny.

- His dead body is right
out there on the lawn!

- Oh dead dead dead!

BJ, enough!

Butch Manly is the
most decent, kind,

loving boy this
side of the tracks.

He wouldn't do
that to our Bobby.

- [BJ] We have to
get out of here.

Butch Manly is the
Letter Jacket Killer.

- You're being ridiculous.

- Butch is going to kill us!

Come on!

- Don't you ever say another
bad word about Butch Manly.

That's the man I love,
and I intend to marry.

I've had it up to
here with your lies.

Hi Butch.

- Laura.

You scared me.

- I'm all ready to go.

- What?

- If you wanna grab
my suitcase for me,

I'll get us a couple of
beers from the fridge.

I know how you boys love beer.

- Laura.

- What is it, lover?

- I came for Trish.

Not for you.

- No, you love me remember?

- No.

I don't.

- Yes you do.

You love me.

- No, I really don't.

- So what are you saying?

- I love Trish.

- But we're star-crossed lovers.

We're supposed to
be together forever.

- Laura, I do not want you.

At all.

(ominous atmosphere music)

- You son of a comatose bitch.

Is this what you want?

What about this?

(laughs)

What about this?

Now do you love me?

How about now?

(wheezing)

Do you love me now?

Now do you love me?

- Hi.

- Butch, what are
you doing here?

- I brought you something.

- What is this?

Butch, these are covered in...

- Blood.

Trish, I'm the killer.

The Letter Jacket Killer?

Never mind, just take them.

- Why are you
bringing these to me?

- Trish, this is my gift to you.

Now it can be just
the two of us.

Now there's nobody
left to stand in

our way, nobody left
to keep us apart.

Now...

Now it can just be you.

And me.

Together.

Forever.

- Oh.

- Oh?

Oh what?

- I'm very flattered,
and it's sweet, but I

just don't have feelings
for you, that's all.

- What?

- Yeah.

I know a few years
ago I lost one of my

virginities to you, but
I've moved on, Butch.

- Let's forget the past Trish,
let's make a fresh start.

- I can't, Butch.

I won't be with you.

- Oh.

Well that's really
not an option anymore.

- Father!

- Stop!

She's your sister!

- What?

- [Mr. Gable] She's your sister.

- Daddy, what are
you talking about?

Has everyone gone nuts?

- [Mr. Gable] Butch,
I am your father.

- My father's dead.

- I'm your real father, Butch.

22 years ago, your
mother Lorraine

and I had intercourse
while your other

father was working
late at my factory.

She used to be such a beauty.

The most glorious
bosom you've ever seen.

Thighs that trembled
beneath my touch,

lips that glistened as
they wrapped around my--

- That's enough, okay, wow.

I get it, my mom's hot.

- Please forgive me
son, I had to do it.

When I found you
and your sister in

the 69 position
that night at the

drive-in, I knew I
had to do something,

so I framed you for
taking the money,

and I'm the reason
you went to jail.

Please try to understand.

I was just trying to
protect my family.

- Father!

Father, wake up!

- It's too late for him Trish,
but it's not too late for us!

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

- Not you too Laura!

- Come back, my love.

She did that to
herself actually.

I think she had some
mental problems.

Oh are you serious?

Is this really necessary?

It's just gonna make things more

difficult for you and for me.

You see, none of
that was necessary.

I thought I meant
something to you.

I thought...

That you loved me.

You...

Tormented me.

With the prospect of love.

Because of you,
I was taken away.

Because of you, I
had years of my life.

Stolen from me.

And now I find out
that you're my sister.

This...

This is the only way.

- No Butch, it doesn't
have to be this way.

- You stole my life.

Now I have to take yours.

(gunshot)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- BJ, you saved my life!

- Back away, you stupid bitch.

- BJ, what's gotten into you?

- It's always
Trish, Trish, Trish.

Trish is a dish,
Trish is a dish.

You wanna know what I think?

Trish is a bitch!

Finally paying attention to me.

I've been paying
attention to everything

that's been going
on around here.

It didn't take me long to figure

out that Butch was the killer.

All I had to do was
stay out of the way

while he picked
you off one by one.

- BJ, what are you saying?

- All I have to do is use
Butch's knife to kill you

and I get away with
all of the inheritance.

- Oh, this is about
daddy's money?

I'll split it with you.

- I win, Trish!

Not you!

I win!

(music intensifies)

- [Narrator] Next
time on Hell Town.

- [Chanel] Jesse, is that you?

- Don't you remember?

I'm Jimmy, Jesse's twin brother.

- I saw Butch stab my
sister, so I shot him.

I didn't know what else to do.

(sobbing)

- [Male Nurse] It's
Chanel, she's alive!

(suspenseful orchestra music)

(dramatic orchestra music)

- That glory hole scene was
something else wasn't it?

It was really one
of my favorites.

Save that for later.

We haven't been able to find
anymore episodes of Hell Town.

We have dug up many graves
in the same cemetery however.

We have exhumed over
20 bodies to no avail.

But what we have
found is another

series called Triple A Horror,

episodes one, two, and three,

which we'll be
showing next week.

It takes place at a bar
called the Side Cock Buffet.

Where they serve blood,
balls, and burgers.

Just don't break down.

Shot in Del Rio, Nova Scotia.

It's where the Inuits
go for a good time.

So until next week,
my Hellions, this is

Debbie Rochon for Twisted
Classic Television.

(thunder booming)

(dramatic atmosphere music)