Tales from the Other Side (2022) Movie Script

Thank you.

I got this.

I get it every year.

Remember you can't touch

anything until we get home.

You know it's not

that bad tonight.

I mean, how is it not raining.

Yeah, while I'm still

freezing my tits off.

You should worn a coat.

Why not wear something warmer?

Because it would

ruin my costume.

Oh, things we

sacrifice for beauty.

Girl you are too much.

Come on let's go across.

Wait it could be an animal.

What if it's a kitten?

Yeah, or maybe it's

a mountain lion

waiting to rip your face off.

Let's.

Go

Lily please It might

need your help, OK.

Oh, man I got you good.

You should see your face.

Nice run Rod.

You little buggers.

Nancy, were you in on this?

No, I swear it wasn't me.

How long were you in there?

Long enough.

Nice hair.

Thanks.

I like your hook.

Where are you supposed to be?

Isn't it obvious.

Oh, a prostitute.

Hey, bitch.

Girl tonight is going

to be lit as hell.

Are you ready?

Yeah, we just have

a few more blocks.

Believe me I am ready

to get a fucked up.

We can spell you know.

And we're so proud of you.

Girl, no we've got to go now.

Peter's already been

asking about you.

Wait, what?

Amy you said Alpha

Sigma rose party didn't

start until later tonight.

Yeah, I thought so too, but you

know how these frat bros are.

I promise, Nancy I

would take her trick

or treating all night.

Oh, no one's stopping them.

I took Tina Halfway, let

them finish on their own.

They're practically grown.

Yeah, please.

We'll be good.

Please.

Please, we'll be good.

OK, OK, OK, but stay clear of

weirdos and stick together.

There's safety in numbers,

and be home in an hour or mom

will kill us both.

OK.

Come on let's go.

Awesome tonight is

going to be legendary.

I'm going to eat

everything in sight.

Let's go there.

Yeah.

OK.

Well, that's been poisoning.

What are you talking about?

We got so much candy.

Yeah, but nothing

scary happened.

No pumpkin smashing or anything.

I just wanted to do

something amazing.

Like what?

Boy like that.

No, way that's

scary Mary's house.

Whose scary Mary?

She's the town's oldest secret.

An old witch that

never leaves her house.

They said whoever came

up to her doorstep

she poisoned them, and

boiled them into stew.

And she ate them.

So many people would go

missing mostly kids like us,

girl scouts, paper boys anyone

who came knocking at her door.

They said she's horribly

mangled, and older

than the town itself.

The last people that

I came up missing

were one to two years before

you and your family moved in.

They said she's still there

waiting for her next victim.

Well, why didn't the

police just arrest her?

No, proof.

No, bodies left to identify.

Yeah, well, it is just a story.

It's not like anyone

who know has seen her.

Then let's go.

What?

No.

No, one would answer

if it's just a story.

What if it isn't just a story?

Then maybe she has

some good candy.

I don't know.

Come on.

Imagine everyone's

face at school

when they hear we knock

on scary Mary's door.

We'll be legendary.

Well?

What?

Why me?

It's your idea you knock.

Well, it looks like

there's nobody home.

I'll be right there.

Holy shit she's real.

You think it's her?

Guys, we should go.

Oh, sweeties.

Aren't you just darling.

What are you

supposed to be dear?

Sorry, to bother you ma'am.

We were just trick or treating,

but it's getting late so

we should get and be--

Oh, of course.

No, no, no, dear.

Here.

Wow.

That looks amazing

And I can assure you it

tastes as good as it looks.

I don't get too many

visitors this time of year.

I bake so many goodies,

but all the stories

seem to keep many people away.

Stories.

Oh, yeah.

Not what you expected huh?

Not some scary hag

of a witch after all.

No, that's--

It's OK no harm, no foul.

Why don't you come in?

There's plenty more

where this came from.

Oh, no.

It's really getting late.

We should really go.

People love the

old woman company.

Otherwise it'll just

all go to waste.

Here we go.

Thank you so

You have an amazing home miss--

Mary, Mary Frederick.

Yes, not far from

scary Mary is it.

So are all of you lovers

of the arcane and occult.

What's that?

Arcane and occult oh it's

part of the inspiration

of Halloween.

Mystery and Lore that many

have been inspired by.

Do you know every

story you've ever heard

has its roots in the occult?

Do you know this kind of story?

Oh, I know all kinds of stories.

Many about the

wonders of the world.

Wonders that sometimes

cause great pain.

April I'm so sorry to

hear about you gene.

Your grandfather was one of the

nicest people I've ever met.

And he always had a

great story to tell.

Thank you.

That means so much.

Now watch the table I

have to go get more papas

things from the attic.

Now Matty.

Where did your grandfather

get all this stuff?

He used to be in a circus.

Are you talking about the big

giant tent with the flying

monkeys type circus?

No, the real kind.

Grandpa used to

tell me about how

you'd roll into town on the back

of his favorite elephant man.

And all the kids

would love to get

tickets to see him perform

tricks, jump the plane circled.

Balatine abuzz where

everyone cheered them on.

Hey, check this out.

The petrified boy.

See the bow of the

terrifying child of the devil

up close, but beware we

can't go to leave the soul.

Leave their soul?

This is clearly fake why

would anyone pay to see this.

It's true.

1873 is one they found him.

After the war they used

slaves to build the railroad

from New York to San Francisco.

Used to use Negro children to

take messages above ground.

One day freight train with too

much speed jump the tracks.

Barren, the most notorious great

master of his day found him.

All burned up and left

him dead by the railroad

workers and the union leaders.

Underneath mounds of

coal from the trains

love screaming, while

slowly burning alive.

The most mysterious and

devious of them all.

Her name it's so gruesome, so

evil, so absolutely petrified.

Folks he cannot be viewed

outside the safety of these

very walls because if only

a slither of daylight were

to enter this very

room he would awake,

and he would punish those who

dare disturb his eternal rest.

Ladies and gentlemen, I

give you the petrified boy.

Ben traveled around the

country with his misfits

of bearded ladies,

and six legged tigers,

but the petrified boy was

always his main attraction.

For years his caravan grew in

size in his name and stature.

Sold out shows far beyond

their wildest imaginations.

People were so afraid

of the petrified boy

that the very

mention of its name

would scare the

patrons wallets thin.

Then one fateful morning

tragedy befell the circus.

What happened?

No, one knows what

really happened

to Ben, and his

masquerade of performers.

But your grandpa,

your grandpa believed

the workers exposed the boy

to sunlight in transport.

And the legend goes

whoever disturbs

the petrified boys

eternal rest while face

his wrath of vengeance.

Vengeance he can never be cured

for he must punish those who

left him dying in the darkness.

Thought there'd be

more of his stuff here.

Patty, I almost forgot

go back to the shed

and bring the rest

of papas things.

Make sure you bring your friend.

The windows.

There's lots of newspapers.

Whoa.

Whoa, that was creepy.

Yeah, it was.

Well, it is just a story.

You know, I never got

any of your names.

Oh, I'm Nancy.

This Tina, and that's Rod.

Pleasure to meet you.

You might want to take it

a little slow there honey.

There's plenty more to try.

Wow.

You make so much.

Well, like I said

I like to bake.

Cooking and baking is

a of a hobby of mine.

Just don't have many people

to cook for these days.

Well, we'll be back for sure.

Oh, aren't you the

sweetest thing.

So what do you do

all day besides bake?

Do you have a job?

I used to a long time ago,

but I was smart with my money.

I saved enough to last

my whole lifetime.

If you're not good

with saving you

could find yourself

desperate for work,

and sometimes even

the right work

can bring the wrong results.

As we gather here today still

reeling from the tragic death

of Gordon Rose.

We seek to make sense of

this to understand why?

Why this happened.

Why a young man was

ripped from us so early.

Unfortunately there

are no easy answers.

While God may know his

plan we certainly do not.

As difficult and

painful as it is we

must accept that Gordon is gone.

They're great.

I was a new kid at a new school.

I got beat up a lot.

But there was one kid who stood

up for me that was Gordon.

We've been best

friends ever since.

Follow me.

I'm sorry.

You're Carter here for the job.

Yes, yes, I am.

Follow me.

So you're an editor, right?

What school did you go to?

Well, I'm from Kansas

originally so I didn't exactly

go to a film school.

I mostly made my own

movies, learn by doing.

What kind of movies did you do?

Horror mostly.

Do you have any idea

what we want from you?

Yeah, to make the

funeral videos.

Life celebrations.

Here at Evergreen Cemetery we

are proud of our commitment

to help the living to blossom,

Right.

Gotcha.

We need you to make videos of

those who have crossed over.

OK and what turnaround

are you thinking for this?

From the time I take

the hard drive home

to editing to giving

you the final video.

You be doing the work

on site overnight.

If that's OK with you.

Yeah, that should be fine.

Can you make a

commitment Mr. Carter.

Yeah, yeah, I think so.

The young man that

was here before you,

Derek left us too soon.

We don't want someone that

will move on within a month.

We want someone that will

call Evergreen their home.

Would you mind if I ran all

this by my girlfriend first.

You go right ahead, but remember

there is a lot to be done.

And we would like you

here tonight if possible.

Oh, great.

Thank you.

Thank you, for your time.

I'll let you know

she was possible.

Fried tofu and a

beef and broccoli.

Here you go.

Are you serious?

What?

I can't leave you

forgot, Carter.

Oh, the chili garlic sure.

Oh, if I've only had some

of the back here for you.

Such a tease.

So.

So you should have

seen this guy who

I swear was creepier that

creepy smelled like him too.

Well, that's perfect.

It's your favorite show.

Yeah, but it's not why

we came out here is it?

I mean, we're supposed to be

here making our own films,

right?

How far can we stretch

your dad's inheritance?

Do you regret

following me out here?

Hey, no.

Baby, we're chasing our

dreams and this is what

your dad would have wanted.

He'd be proud of you.

I'm proud of you, and you're

going to be the next Alfred

Hitchcock, remember?

And you want to be [inaudible].

Grace Kelly, she

was his favorite.

I know.

Besides think of all the

great horror movie ideas

you're going to get

working at a cemetery.

I'm glad you came back.

I had a feeling that

it was meant to be.

Your first assignment

is Lorraine.

She was a sweet

old lady, and I'm

sure that you will do

her memory justice.

The hard drive is in

your inbox on the desk.

Thank you.

Nice.

Stay up, stay awake Carter.

Oh, my God, I need a break.

Yeah.

How

Hey, babe.

How's your new job?

Why did you send me that video?

What video?

Of Lorraine check your text.

I don't want you talking about.

I've just been here on packing.

Who's Lorraine?

Wait, wait, a minute.

Wait, wait.

Yeah, never mind.

I'm sorry.

I'm just pretty shot right now,

so I just need some coffee.

I'll be fine.

OK, well, why don't you come

home, and have a big sleep

with me, hitchie baby.

I just have to

export this video,

and then I'll be on my way OK.

OK, I'll see you soon.

Derrick, Derrick, How do I--

Oh shit.

The last editor.

This guy was my age.

OK, James.

Nice to meet you.

I've seen that picture before.

Hey, baby.

Who the hell is Derrick?

Who?

You know what I'm talking about.

Don't play dumb.

Baby, I don't know what

you're talking about.

What kind of sick games have

you been playing at, Heather.

I'm looking at a picture of you

two right now on my monitor.

I don't know who Derrick is.

He was the editor

here before me,

and now you've been

cheating on me with him.

I know you're scared.

You will be OK.

Heather, Heather, are you there?

Heather?

Stay with me.

You're dead.

You always dead.

As we gather here today still

reeling from the tragic death

of Carter Lamb.

We seem to make sense of

this, to understand why?

Why this happened.

As difficult and

painful as it is we

must accept that Carter is gone.

Well, I hope that

little yarn didn't

scare you too much my darlings.

Not for Rod apparently.

Luckily we don't have to

start working any time soon.

I'd hate to have to

work someplace scary.

Yeah, that's why I want

to be a fashion designer.

No, scary places for me.

Yeah, I would never

work at a morgue

no matter how much they pay me.

It's not like he wanted to

he just needed the money.

Yeah, well, I would never

need the money that bad.

You know your dad's not going

to pay for everything you know.

We're only kids for so long.

I'd rather steal for a living.

Oh, my dear.

There are many

repercussions of thievery

more beyond just the

risk of jail or prison.

Rod, was just joking ma'am he

wouldn't have the guts to steal

a penny from his grandma.

Well, thievery is

no laughing matter.

People take stealing

too lightly.

They are not aware of

the dangers they're

putting themselves in and

police the least of your worries

if you steal from

the wrong person.

Not everyone suffers

because of the law

some suffer different

consequences.

Are we really doing this?

Sure, why not we said we

wanted adventure, right?

I mean, they're place in town

we would go if you really

want to get your fortune read.

You're not got to do it

here to carnival weird tent.

Hello, anybody here?

Yo you've got customers

you want our money or what?

Come on let's go we can

do this another day.

Hold your horses.

I'll be right with you.

Well, now what have we here?

Aren't you a wonderful

looking young couple.

Yes.

Thank you.

Sit.

So what can I do to young

folks for this evening?

We want to get

our fortunes read.

Well, you've come to the

right place for that my dear.

What about you?

Me?

Are you here for a reading

as well or just along

for the ride?

I--

He wants one as well.

Excellent.

Well, let's not

waste any more time,

and get started then, shall we?

Wow.

Your crystal ball is beautiful.

Well, thank you.

How old is that?

Oh, hundreds of years.

It's been in my

family for generations

ever since we first ventured

into the mystic arts.

Everything all right, dearie?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Excellent.

So let's begin, shall we?

Yes, please.

No, where are my plastic cards.

Must have left them in the back.

Forgive me sometimes I swear

if I didn't have my head

attached it would go missing.

Be back in a jiffy.

You OK?

Perfect.

What are you doing?

We said we wanted

adventure, right?

Come on let's take it.

Come on let's go, go, go, go.

What are you doing with that?

You hear me?

You get back here this instant.

You'll rot in hell

for what you've done.

Oh, my God can you

believe we did that.

What a rush huh?

And why did you do that?

What do you mean?

To spice things up that

was the whole point, right?

In fact I'm feeling

a little frisky so.

I think you're--

What do you say?

--missing the point.

I'm missing the point.

Yeah, Abby.

When we said we need

to switch things up.

I mean, doing stuff like

this take things like that.

That's not what we

were talking about.

No, that's not what

you were talking about.

So tell me Jonas what does

excite you these days, having

a Manhattan rather than a beer.

Because that's going real big

especially considering what

you've already done.

Because on a scale

from one to 10

I think you've broken the scale.

Abby, let's not go there.

Oh, you don't want

to go there huh?

Well, I don't want to find

out that my husband had

to find excitement by

going to another woman.

I said don't we've already

done that and work through it.

At least I thought we did.

I don't even know you anymore.

Ditto on that front.

I'm going to bed.

Sure.

Walk away just

like you always do,

but you know what even

after everything you

did I'm still here.

You got do this shit like that

again to spice up our lives.

Do me a favor don't include me.

Fine.

Don't touch me.

You ruined our lives.

How'd you do that?

What?

Nothing.

I'm going to go back to bed.

You're not yourself you know.

What?

I said you're not yourself.

I haven't been in a while.

I'm going to go get dressed.

What about breakfast?

You eat it.

Jonas.

What happened?

What is it?

He was there.

Who's here?

The man.

Who?

The man from the carnival.

The old guy from the carnival.

The fortune teller.

Honey, there's no way

that man will come here.

I swear.

I just saw him.

He was right in our bedroom.

Baby, come on.

I'm telling you.

We're taking the

fucking thing back.

No, we can't.

I've had enough of this.

No, we're not taking it back.

We're not keeping it.

No, no, we're not

taking it back.

No, Jonas.

No.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean--

I didn't mean to.

We're getting rid of this now.

What the hell?

Where did they go?

There's no way they could

have backed up this fast.

No, way.

I guess it's ours now.

We're keeping it.

Just trying to explain.

We want our lives.

I'm just trying to explain.

Don't touch me.

She never let me have anything.

What?

She never let me have anything.

Do you know that?

Not the clothes I want, not the

food I want, not the friends I

want to be with,

not even happiness.

I thought you did once, but

you took that from me too.

You ruin everything.

And how could you?

And all this time with her.

I wanted us to say

something and I did.

About what?

You were scared?

You ruined our lives,

my life, and for what?

No, no, for what?

Abby, please.

A corkscrew?

Abby, please.

Don't touch me.

I'm just trying to explain.

I hate you.

Oh, my God.

What did you do?

I didn't do.

I didn't Do.

I'm sorry.

Ma'am, did you

kill your husband?

Miss Frederick.

Oh, please dear.

Mary is just fine.

Oh, sorry.

Mary, you sure know how

to tell a scary story.

Well, it wouldn't make

much sense for people

to call me scary Mary if

I wasn't somewhat scary.

So why are so many

people afraid of you?

Oh, Rod.

What?

It's just that there's

so many stories about it.

Yeah, no, shame in asking

an innocent question.

This town has always had a

certain way of doing things.

What do you mean?

Oh, I just prefer

to stay by myself,

and the more I stayed alone

the more they resented me

for my solitude.

So I guess making up stories

was the only thing they

could do to make me stay alone.

Well, that's rude of everyone.

Yes, it is.

What about the missing kids?

Now that I can't explain.

Every town has its secrets I

guess that just rather blame me

than take responsibility

themselves.

Well, I for one

never believed it.

What?

Is just a bunch of

dumb crazy rumors.

And crazy is the word, isn't it?

That reminds me

of another story.

A story about just how crazy

someone may or may not be.

I hear you.

I said I hear you.

What do you need

from me this time?

OK, but I have

nothing against Frank.

You would know best.

Sorry, friend.

Let him go Gerald.

I have my orders.

Oh, man.

Let the man go.

I have my orders.

Let him go Gerald.

I have my orders.

Don't worry about me, Dave.

I'm protected by God.

Blast me.

God must be on lunch

break because, Gerald

here almost squashed your ass.

No, one loves you.

Gerald is mentally ill.

There's a lot of that go

around here lately, huh?

You're going to be a

good boy now Gerald.

I am a servant of God OK.

Let's move out of the way OK.

Let me go, and

finish his doings.

How is it that God told

you to choke Frank,

and Frank said God protect him.

This man is crazy.

He is crazy I tell you.

He's crazy.

No warnings.

One more time in

the rubber room.

It wasn't me.

I like Frank.

He's my friend.

Frank tell them I'm a friend.

You know what I

[inaudible] you did, Frank.

God doesn't speak

to either of them.

They're schizophrenic

living in a dream.

How do you know you're

not living in a dream?

I know what's real

and what's not.

You people who collect

souls and torment

cast them together with

visionaries and prophets.

You are the ones

that confuse reality.

You don't hear when

God talks to you.

And you hear, you listen.

And understand.

If Jesus were to walk in here

and proclaim his divinity

what would happen?

He'd be called schizophrenic

dosed with Dorsey.

If you'd been living in

Brooklyn for 15 years working

in an insurance office

without ever mentioning

the minor fact that he was the

Son of God until two weeks ago.

Yeah, we'd naturally

be skeptical.

Up until two weeks ago you've

never claimed to hear God,

and you had killed your

wife or your children.

It was a test.

God was testing me.

Why would God want you to

kill the people you loved?

He told me he would destroy

the world if humanity

continued to ignore him.

That I had to be the

instrument of his will.

Oh, OK.

I didn't ask for

this responsibility.

How do you know you're no

different than Gerald or Frank?

I don't hear a voice

when God speaks to them.

Who else hears God

when he speaks to you?

Everyone.

When God speaks to

you everyone hears.

Of course, if I was

the only one who heard

I would consider the idea

that I might be crazy.

Did anyone else hear God when

he spoke to you in the police

station?

No, he whispered.

Oh, yeah, he whispered.

Did your wife hear God when

he ordered you to kill her?

No, she wasn't in the room.

What if God chose to

speak to you right now

will I hear his voice?

Yes.

Well, I guess God doesn't have

anything to say at the moment.

Perhaps he is meditating or he

is busy or he's on a journey.

But perhaps he's sleeping

and needs to be awakened.

Kings chapter 18 verse 27.

You tell me, Elijah

how do you know it's

God that's speaking to you?

It sounds like the voice of God.

So does James Earl Jones,

but that'll make him Jehovah.

Doctor, God talks

to me and you hear

that would mean I wasn't

psychotic wouldn't it.

Or that I am.

And if everyone hears

it mass hysteria.

Let's cross that bridge

when we get to it.

That's a deal.

A covenant.

We'll talk again soon, Tom.

Elijah.

Yeah, Elijah.

Elijah is here.

There's a cloud as

is a man's hand.

Rise Arvis.

Elijah, is here.

Go up to Ahab and say

prepare your chariot,

and go down before

the rain stops you.

But Judge Judy's on.

No, you must.

You must.

Come on relax.

It's Judge Judy time.

Yeah, hear oh Lord.

Hear me that this is people may

know that you are the true Lord

God, and that you have turned

their hearts back to you

once again.

What are you doing, Elijah?

Did you hear that?

It's probably somebody

just messed with the PA.

Yes, Lord.

I have been very jealous

for the Lord God of hosts,

for the children of Israel have

forsaken your covenant torn

down your altars and killed

your prophets with the sword.

I alone am left, and they

seek to take my life.

Go out and stand on the

mountain before the Lord.

Yes, Lord.

I hear your Lord.

I hear you Lord.

You've come back Lord.

You heard it to?

I heard something.

Me too.

This is crazy.

It's not crazy neither

am I. Come near me.

He's a prophet of God.

What's going on?

Tom, what are you doing?

Seize the prophets of Baals.

Let not one of them escape.

I am not troubled the house

of [inaudible] It's you

and your father have.

And that you have forsaken

the commandments of Lord.

Tom, Elijah.

I can help you This is

just a psychotic episode.

Is it?

Hear the voice of the Lord.

I am almighty God.

Walk before me and be blameless.

Doctor what is it?

It's the voice of God.

Is that you, my Lord Elijah.

It is I. Go tell your

master Elijah is here.

How is he doing?

It's getting crowded in there.

He's speaking and

responding as up

to eight separate individuals.

Is he still maintaining the

delusion about hearing God?

Yes, doctor although now

all eight personalities

can hear the voice.

We are together now is one

for the Lord speaks to us all,

and we hear and we obey.

And we understand.

What are you doing, Elijah?

Awaiting your word oh,

Lord for Elijah is here.

Whoa.

Are you OK?

Maybe the story

upset his stomach.

I feel funny.

Oh, my, my, my I

told you to take

it slow with the sweet honey.

I guess I did overdo it.

Oh, it's OK.

The sweets are fine.

It's just Rod here

didn't pace himself.

Now all that sugar

is catching up.

I think I need to

use the bathroom.

Oh, of course, you do.

It's all the way

down the back there.

Go on, dear.

Right up the stairs.

Maybe we should get

going Rod should really--

Oh, no need.

Oh, Rod is a big boy and

the night is still young.

He just needs to settle

his stomach that's all.

Oh, it must be the bathroom

door it sometimes gets stuck.

Now how about another

story to pass the time.

I'm sure Rod won't mind.

This one is about

a great artist.

Killing him was easy, getting

away with it was murder.

I never should have trusted her.

I never should have trusted

any woman even one as beautiful

as Ruby.

I don't usually do

this in the first date.

Do what?

Come back to some dude's pad.

OK, I feel special.

Yeah, you're special.

Very special.

So you're an artist.

I'm trying to be.

Right now I'm a starving

artist, but when I'm dead

all these paintings

will be worth millions.

I noticed you like to use a

lot of red in your paintings.

Well, there's a reason for that.

I mixed my own blood

with the paint.

It's my signature.

My old man is a painter.

Your father?

No, my old man.

My husband.

You're married.

You didn't think I'd

be available did you?

I was amazed at my good luck.

Well, it's about to get better.

My husband is Oliver Prairie

Oliver Prairie Oh, my

God, I love his work.

He's my biggest inspiration.

So I noticed.

And I copied his style.

I actually started by

making exact replicas

of his early work

just for practice.

I didn't try to sell

any of them, though.

That would be

forgery wouldn't it?

Yes, it would.

And that would be

bad wouldn't it?

Yes, very bad.

You have something

against being bad?

It depends.

On what?

I know who I'm being bad with.

I think we should slow down a

little, so I get to know you.

Sure.

I'm sorry to hear.

You're so beautiful.

I'd love to paint you.

Artist always say the word

paint as if it was fuck.

It can be even more

intimate sometimes.

Oliver's painted me although

he stopped recently.

In fact he stopped

painting altogether.

And I am saying the

word as if it was fuck.

Look I have to

tell you something.

I met Oliver, I showed

him my paintings.

He was very effusive

with his praise.

He bought a shitload of them.

He told me one day I'd

be famous like him.

You'd better hope not like him

his paintings aren't selling.

Except to sell off

almost everything.

He is broke and

seriously in debt.

Oliver Prairie is broke.

I find that hard to believe.

It's true, flat

broke, desperate.

And I feel even

worse about this.

You shouldn't be here with me.

I came home with

you for a reason.

What reason?

You know what you

said before about how

your paintings would be worth

millions after you were dead.

I was joking.

I'm not.

Oliver's paintings

would be worth millions

after he dies, tens of millions.

Are you saying what I

think you're saying?

I think I am.

I think you're crazy.

Why would I even consider?

Because you did sell some of

your early copies of Oliver's

of his paintings, didn't you?

Yes, yes, I did.

OK, I admit it.

I was flat broke, and I'm

sorry now that I did it.

But times were hard, and

I didn't have a choice.

So I figured that you

might be interested in not

being flat broke,

and interested in not

going to jail for forgery.

Are you blackmailing me?

Absolutely.

And all you have to do is commit

one little very profitable

murder.

Why don't you do it yourself?

You're the artist.

So you write that you should

make Oliver's of his paintings

immortal and invaluable.

I never killed anyone.

Your paintings are

filled with bloodshed.

That's art.

But you paint with blood, Terry.

My own.

Artist evolve, don't they?

How would we do it?

Let's talk about that after.

After what?

After we do it.

Right there.

You did it.

I did.

Soon, baby very soon your

money troubles will be over.

Oh, this works.

It will, you'll see.

Wait, what?

Yeah, look who's awake

not yet lover boy.

What's happening?

You're about to paint your

masterpiece my young friend.

I don't understand.

And you are correct.

My paintings will be more

valuable once I'm gone

but you see so will yours.

Much, much more valuable

because you're a genius.

Unappreciated now of course,

but the legend surrounding

your suicide, and the painting

you left behind is your legacy

will cement your place in the

hierarchy of the art world.

You're insane.

Almost definitely.

How can you do this to me?

I'm an art lover

get it over with.

No.

Now I will have

you sign your work.

Stop please.

Stop.

No.

It's done.

It's greatest work

in my opinion.

He was a genius.

I just murdered a great artist.

And helped him

achieve immortality.

It also doesn't hurt that you

own so many of his paintings,

and I own so many of yours.

Oh, sorry, Oliver.

So sad.

Two artists one

young and unknown.

The other older

and past his prime

we're in love with

the same woman,

and they mad at each

other violently.

I wish I'd been

there to stop it.

You fooled me.

How could you?

Oliver darling you

never appreciated me.

I'm an artist too.

I call this my red period.

That story a bit too

much for both of you.

No, I think I ate too much.

Oh, it's the sugar rush.

You've had the ups and now

you're feeling the downs.

Here.

Thank you, Ms--

I mean, Mary.

You're very welcome dear.

Now make sure you

drink that right up.

You know we should

really get Rod.

No, I mean, I'll

go check on him.

Now you just make sure

you drink that right up,

Oh you'll need

all that hydration

to even out the sugar.

Just wait there

I'll be right back.

I don't feel too good Nancy.

Do you think Rod's OK?

Yeah, he just ate too much.

You know how much

Rod likes to eat.

What's wrong?

I think we should get out

of here as soon as we can.

Where are you going?

Oh, we were just

going to get Rod.

Oh, sweetheart he just left.

What?

What do you mean he just left?

Why would he just leave?

It's OK.

He just felt like he

needed to go home and rest.

I let him out the back.

No, we need to leave.

Oh, Nancy dear you can

barely hold yourself up.

Oh, you need all hydration

you can get come on drink up.

Just relax and then after

this last story both of you

will be as right as rain.

You asked for it.

I'll wait for you to go to sleep

so I can get Santa to give all

your present.

Shut up.

All the presents.

Mom.

Get off of me.

Hey, what's going on here?

Hey, hey, boys.

But mom.

It's all make believe anyway.

No, it's not.

Take it back.

Make me.

You two bed now.

Can you tell us a

Christmas story.

Yeah, a Christmas story.

Please.

OK, all right, but after this

no more messing around OK?

I think it's time for me to read

you all the true story of how

Christmas came to be.

The story begins as all do,

but on this particular day

of Christmas another

tale was meant to be.

It's a story about how the

day of giving came to be,

and it began with the

Krampus earth elf.

A tale of two brothers

one from the light

and the other of the dark.

The elf was hard at work on a

special tour for a little girl.

Knowing that if the

children around the world

awoke to a tree

without gifts and home

without love but

the evil Krampus

would finally have this way

and punish all the naughty kids

who misbehave.

It was then that

Krampus appeared.

You had to think quick.

The Krampus and the

elf fight to the death.

Well, that's enough for tonight.

Now you go to sleep.

We have a big day tomorrow.

I see your stomach couldn't

take another story, could it?

That's what happens when you

take candy from strangers.

Well, story time is over, but

there's still time for dessert.

I'm not eating

anything else from you.

Oh, it's not for you little

sweetie desserts for me.

Oh, the instincts of a child

are so pure and innocent.

If only you had the maturity

to listen to them well.

What have you done?

What did you do to us?

Nothing more than you asked for.

You wanted a night

of adventure did you?

Something legendary.

Tonight's going to be legendary.

Will be legendary.

How did you--

Rod.

I just hope I lived up to all

your little hearts desired.

So tell me is poor

old Mary truly Mary?

Oh, oh, just right.

I'll be right there.

Tales from the Other Side (2022) - full transcript