Hey, Gravyes, thanks so much for joining us this week for another episode
of Grave Girls Podcast. As always, it's me your host Hawthorne, and
it's your favorite host and Marilla, you really are the fan favorite though,
no I mean your favorite. Oh yeah, mine, You're right, you
are my favorite. No one else, it's just yours. Um anything new?
What a fuck about? No? So we don't have any updates.
We're just gonna do this episode. Lloyd is tired, and we watched the
movie. Did watch a movie? Actually, we watched two Moon one movie
sucked, Yeah, finished for two not the literally not so we're gonna do
that but no, So instead we chose Hush. It's on Netflix. It's
really good. What did you think about it? Without rating it or giving
anything away. I at first didn't believe you because you've been telling me for
like a year to watch this. You like, watch this movie, watch
this movie. I'm like, dude, whatever, I'll watch it later.
The title is really done. Year later, she watches it. I feel
like you're telling me to be quiet all the time, and I'm like,
dude, shut up. And I finally watched it because I'm like, you
know what, I'm home alone. Let me watch a movie about being home
alone when I'm home alone. Yeah, and then I watched it. I'm
like that. I was thinking, because like, we're gonna say a synopsis
in a second, but it's about like a deaf girl, and I was
like, what if I was a deaf girl and I don't hear someone outside
my window? But then it's okay because my apartment makes a lot of sounds
and I hear all of them. What did you think of the movie?
Because I know you loved it so much. I also was home alone when
I watched it. I really like that It's very believable, like everything could
happen. She didn't die right away. It's very real from like a medical
point of view, it all could actually happen. That's what I really liked
about it. So we're just gonna get right into the synopsis before we give
anything else away. Hush is a home invasion horror movie about a young author
named Mattie Young. She's deaf and mute from bacterial meningitis that happened when she
was like thirteen. She lives alone in a cabin in the woods, literally
trying to live a normal life. One night, her peaceful life turns into
terror when a masked serial killer attacks her neighbor Sarah. Sarah runs to Mattie's
house for protection, but she's unable to hear her friends cries. It's actually
really sad. This intrigues the serial killers, setting his sights on to Mattie
and it is now up to Mattie to survive. So that's basically exactly how
the movie starts out. You see Mattie at her cabin, living being a
single woman, and she has a cat. It's a white kitty cat named
Bitch. It's super cute. Oh my god, I love her. When
she's killing her friend, she's like, yeah, that bitch got out and
her friend Sarah doesn't really like no signing that well, but she's learning because
that's her friend, and she's like, what does what does this mean?
And Maddie has to side out. B I t H and I thought it
was so funny. And then lady, you find out that's actually the cat's
name, and she wasn't just calling the cat a bitch. You didn't know
that the cat's name was bitch until later. It's really funny. So she's
home and she lives in a cabin and her friend comes by for dinner,
but she couldn't hear the timer go off for the dinner, so she burns
it. All the smoke alarm is like crazy loud and bright. It vibrates
the whole house. Sarah has to block her ears, and Maddie is basically
unfazed by how loud the alarm is, you know, She's like, oh,
turn it off. She burns the dinner and Sarah's like, well,
I'm just gonna go home and show by myself. He's like, you can
come over if you want. She's like, no, I gotta get back
to writing. And she's like, okay, well, you know, I'll
see you tomorrow or whatever. So Maddie pulls up her MacBook. She starts
typing. She's, you know, doing some stuff. She doing the dishes.
She's writing her book, and Sarah run to the door screaming, banging
on the door, but she's doing the dishes. She can't hear, but
she also can't like feel the vibration or nothing. Because the scene is on
and you see this masked killer with a big ass hunting knife just stabbing Sarah
up against the side of her house at least twenty times, and he loved
the fact that Maddie can't hear it, like he was looking at her and
he's tapping on the window like look at me, look at me, so
I can taunt you, and she's just like doing the dishes. So then
she's finished doing the dishes and she's like, I'm gonna FaceTime call my sister.
And it just reminded me a lot of me and my sister Emerillas,
because we FaceTime all the time. So she FaceTime calls her sister and as
she's waiting for it to ring, it's like, duda do do, doda
do whatever. He's standing right behind her, and then when it connects,
she's like, what's that behind you? And when she turns, she's like,
oh, it must be the cat and she's like okay. We always
are looking at each other's backgrounds too when we FaceTime. Always like right now,
I'm like, what's going on? You thought my pillow is like a
real man? I really did. I thought she had a man in her
bed and it was not Dean Winchester. Unfortunately. I wish she hangs up
with her sister. She was just like, I gotta get back to writing,
and she gets back to writing on her laptop and she starts getting text
messages from herself to her MacBook. She's like, what the fuck, and
they're pictures of her from outside her house. And then more pictures come and
they're pictures like directly behind her and her own house. And she gets up
and she locks the door, and right when she locks the back door where
he came in through, he's standing right there, and she's obviously scared him
and her run around to the side of the house. She's locking all the
doors before he can get in, and obviously she's terrified. She's about to
call nine one one FaceTime call nine one one, and he cuts the power,
meaning that she can't use the internet to make the call, and now
she's stuck in the dark with no power and she can't call for help,
which I've always thought about, what am I gonna do if I don't have
internet and someone takes my phone? So then she gets her car keys and
she thinks, Okay, maybe I can make a run for it. She
looks out at the sliding glass door and he popped her tire and she's like,
fuck, which still I would have still tried to drive on it.
I'm just saying, so She's so afraid by the situation that she gets a
lipstick and she writes on the sliding glass door, didn't see face, won't
tell boyfriend coming home soon, and she puts a flashlight on it so he
could read it. He reads it, and then this guy takes his fucking
mask off and he's like, you can read my lips right, and odds
like terrified, and he goes, well, you've seen my face now,
and she's just like fuck. He knows, damn well. She does not
have a boyfriend coming home soon. When she was on the phone with her
sister, her sister was like, I don't like you living there alone all
by yourself. You should come live with me. I'll take care of you.
And she's like, no, I'll be fine. So he repeats exactly
what her sister said, which was I don't like you living home alone.
So he knows the boyfriend thing is a lie. And that's when Maddie's like,
well fuck. So she decides to barricade herself in her room and classic
girl moves, she starts searching for weapons. She grabs a knife from the
knife thingy. She grabs a hammer she finds from under the sink, and
when she grabs the hammer from under the sink, a can of wasp spray
falls onto the floor, and then she gets in their bedroom. She closes
her like see through curtains and she's just hiding there. She really doesn't know
what to do, and he's tapping on the window and she's like, you
know, I don't want to look. But as she looks, it's not
his hand that she sees. It's her friend, Sarah's, and her dead
body, and he's holding it up and like laughing, taunting her. Then
she has like a memory of when she saw Sarah at her house earlier that
night. Sarah was texting on her phone and put her phone in her butt
pocket like normal people do. He like bashes Sarah's head against the glass.
She gets scared, and he leaves her dead body on the air conditioning unit
outside the window. She gets the idea to get her car alarm turn it
on, so he runs to the car, thinking she's trying to escape and
get the phone. But you know, it kind of was weird to me
because my car alarm is so sensitive. I can set it off from my
bedroom and it's outside my house. She's like click click, click, trying,
trying, it's not working. She had to unlock the door, put
her hand out the door, click it for it to go off. Then
she slams the door close, so he really thinks that she went outside,
and he falls for it starts running to the front of the house. She
started feeling all through her pockets. She cannot find the phone. He breaks
the window to her car. I don't really know what he does to make
the alarm turn off in my car. The only thing that you can use
to turn off is to use the clicker, but whatever, and he ends
up being so quick that she barely closes the window in time for him not
to get her when she's checking on Sarah. He's fast, He's Hella fast.
So then he shows in his pocket. He like shows her Sarah's phone.
She's like, oh fuck, he knew what I was doing. He
also goes up to Sarah's dead body after taunting her with the phone, and
he grabs one of her earrings and puts it in his pocket like a trophy.
Oh shit, yeah, that's important. She's out of ideas. She
goes upstairs to like her loft area, and she realizes that she like didn't
lock any of those windows either. So she starts locking all the windows and
she realizes, Hey, this window right here, I can get down and
possibly run through the woods. Maybe Sarah's house is a landline, or maybe
there's a cop nearby. I don't know, but that was her idea.
So she waits for him to walk around the house and she opens the window,
goes on the patio and her flashlight. She expertly throws it like so
far, like perfectly. It could have hit a tree and the whole plan
would have been fucked. But it didn't. It perfectly fluid. Hella deep
in the woods, and it was kind of at like an angle up so
it didn't even look like it was on the floor. It looked like she
was like walking through the woods with it. I don't know how you throw
it and it does that. I don't know either. I couldn't throw that
to save my life, so I would have been dead already. So she
gets out of the window. She starts climbing down her like trellis on the
side of her house, and all of a sudden, here and he shoots
her in the leg with his crossbow, and she's like fu fuck. She
climbs back up her leg is killing her, and he's like, all right,
I'm a finish this bitch. He climbs up, but he has to
put the crossbow up there for him to pull himself up. She kicks him
in the face, grabs the crossbow, takes the arrow out of her leg,
and is trying to like shoot him. Realizing she won't have enough time,
she grabs the crossbow, shimmy's back over and gets in the window literally
one second before he's gonna catch her. Dude, how is he so fast?
Though? Like that's and I don't understand, like he's so fast doing
this shit. So this part, as Hawthorne said, she has the crossbow
that she has stolen from the intruder whose name would never get by the way,
it's just intruder, and she's desperately trying to like load it and trying
to figure out how to work it because crossbows are fucking hard. We had
one donated at work the other day, and it is I could not do
that shit. One thing I really enjoyed was how realistic that was. I
have a crossbow in my home. It is a bitch to load that shit,
and it really does hurt your finger. So like when she was acting
pulling it up and she couldn't make that last inch and she fucking hurt her
fingers. That's some real shits. And she was trying to use her leg
that was just shot by a crossbow, so she couldn't use it much for
like support. And he's over there laughing at her, going like, oh,
it's not as easy as it looks. Huh yeah. But anyway,
well, she is distracted in the bathroom doing that. You see Sarah's boyfriend
John, right, John, Yeah, come up and he's like Maddie.
He's knocking on the door. He's like, Maddie, Maddie answers the door,
and the intruder comes up. He's like fuck, fuck, what do
I do? So he comes up and pretends to be like a cop,
like a deputy. He's like hey, he's like hands up, panza,
and he has Maddie's flashlights, so he looks official and he's like, oh,
what are you doing. He's like, Oh, I'm just I'm looking
for my girlfriend. She comes over here sometimes like I can't find her.
I was just wondering if Maddie knew what she was. But Maddie's not answering
He's like, who lives here? Who lives here? He's like, Mattie
Young's a she's an author, she's deaf and mute, and you know,
my girlfriend comes over here sometimes and I just I'm really worried about them because
now they're not responding. He's like, yeah, we had a domestic disturbance
call or some shit, and I came up here to they come check it
out. But my radio died and some guy knocked me out, and by
the time I woke up, here's actually your size. I think. Yeah.
He's like, oh, by the time I got up, you know,
he was gone and everything, so I couldn't do anything. And John
is like, wait, you came here alone, Like where's your backup?
He's like no, I just wanted to prove myself. You know, I
gotta I gotta call for backup. Now, do you have a phone.
And John's like, yeah, I have a phone. Of course I knew.
So he gets out his phone and he hands it to the guy and
he's like, like, an idiot, if I came up to your house
and you had written in lipstick, didn't see face, won't tell boyfriend coming
home? Yeah, I'm calling the police. Yeah, And John was freak
the fuck out by that. So he's like, yeah, let's call the
cops, let's call your sheriff, let's do that. And the guy's like,
yeah, of course. So he takes John's phone and he pretends to
press a button and he's like, we have a ten one three over here,
and yeah, I will be waiting here for the sheriff and everyone just
and I have a civilian here. We have two missing females. Trying to
sound all like official. Yeah, literally trying to sound official, not very
effective. And John's standing there and getting very very suspicious. But then the
guy puts John's phone in his pocket. He's like starting to walk around,
and John's like, hey, y can I Can I get my phone back?
Dude? He's like yeah, yeah, of course, sorry, I
thought he was mine. And when he takes his phone out of his pocket,
Sarah's ear ring falls out and onto the floor and John sees that and
it clicks because he's like, I got that for Sarah on our like fifth
anniversary. Oh my god, I thought yeah. So he knows and he
looks down and he's like, well fuck. And then John has this idea.
He's like, yeah, I think I think. Maddie keeps like a
spare key over there, you know, down by the planter, and he's
like, oh, really, that'd be really cool. We can get inside
and see what's going on. He's like, yeah, yeah, it's it's
it's it's right down there. Let's just go look it's there. I go
find it. And so while the intruder guys like looking through the plants and
ship, John picks up a big old rock because he knows this guy is
shady, like shady hella, And right as he gets up behind the intruder
to like smack him in the head with the rock, madd is pounding on
the door and he turns and he gets stabbed in the neck by a little
knife right in the karated right up there, just in the jugular, that's
the word. And he's like, yep, it's squirting out, squirting out.
Poor Maddie is just going like fuck, I did that. Fuck fuck
fuck fuck. And she didn't even load the crossbow, by the way,
she didn't even load it. And the intruder goes, I'm glad she showed
up. When she did. I was wondering how I was going to overpower
you, because you're so big. He's like a big linebacker. He's like,
I had a two out of ten chance to win, and I was
just like wow, So you're like, fuck, poor guy. John falls
on the floor and he's bleeding to death, and the guy's just like,
She'll be okay. Maddie's over there crying like fuck, what do I do?
And the guy's basically like thanks, he killed your friend. And Maddie's
still basically bleeding to death, by the way, but yes, it's a
bad wound. She's basically bleeding to death. So the intruder is still looking
at John and Maddie's trying to figure out what's going on. She's trying.
John tackles the guy and like gets him in a headlock and looks at Maddie
and just says run and while he's like trying with the last of his life
to save her, which was so sad, and he's holding onto his neck
in a chokehold as hard as he can, trying to kill this motherfucker so
Maddie can get away. Earlier, when she was writing, because we said
she's a writer, she has what I do because I like to write.
I know my boyfriend does it. Yep. You're the Maddie on the Max,
you'll write multiple endings. You'll just have all these different stories and scenarios
going in your head all the time. So she's over here thinking of different
scenarios, and it kind of tricks you because she see her running out and
the intruder gets her and beats her head with a rock, just like beats
beats God. And I was like, shit, was that the end of
the movie. But then it shows that was just the voice in her head
who's like, you know you can't do this. You know you can't outrun
him on this leg. And it's my favorite part because I relate to all
the different like scenarios and shit. So she's going through all the different ways.
She's like, I could run out this way, but then he'd get
me. I could hide under the cross space, but he knows about it.
He'll catch me there too and kill me. I could go hide up
in the loft, but there's nowhere to hide, and if I did hide
long enough, I'd bleed to death. Yeah, So she has all these
different ways. She's like, either I'll bleed to death, or he's gonna
catch me and kill me, or this or that and she's like the only
thing I can do is the one thing he won't accept, which is to
kill him, Like I have to fight. And then she's even like,
Okay, I have to use this crossbelt and I literally only have one shot.
I'm not going to be able to reload it again. And it has
to be a perfect shot and has to be long distance in the heart or
the head, because if he comes up close enough to you, he has
a knife, he will stab you. Yeah, you know it's a long
range weapon. You have to be far away. So she's thinking all this,
and she's like I can barely see because my visions starting to fade due
to blood loss. I'm getting delirious. Either I have to or I'm going
to die trying, Like that's what I have to do. And I'm just
sitting there like, god damn. When I was in a band, our
first song was called die trying. Was that minor discomfort? Yeah? I
remember I had the CD. I still can't find my CD. It was
in our stack of CDs. I know that I can't find him anyway.
Sorry, John died because he was bleeding out of his neck. The intruder
gets off and was like poof that was a minor discomfort for my next Yeah,
And he is going through John's pockets to see what he has and he
finds a pack of cigarettes. He's like, oh, Johnny boy, these
okelia ha ha ha. You're like, fuck, he was that cocky little
piece of shit. And so he sits on Maddie's fucking busted up car and
starts smoking a cigarette. And that's when a sweet little baby bitch comes up
to him. The cat, Yeah, the kidd of cat comes up and
it's all purring. She's like, Papa pair, I'm just the lovely little
Persian Persian and like she didn't even like that Mattie Petter like that. I
was like, that's exactly how cats are, my piece of crab. Cats
are. So she's being all nice and he's like, oh, do you
live here, cat? And you see her name tagnet says bitch and it
says the owner's name, her phone number, and he's like, oh,
I bet you're excited to see your mom. Huh. He's petting her and
he starts to grab her by the back of her neck and he's like,
mom is gonna be excited to see you. Nailed to the front of the
door. So he starts to pick up the cat. And that's when Maddie,
because you just know, oh Maddie was watching this. It was like,
fuck this, this guy has my cat. I didn't care about my
human friends, but don't mess with my damn cat. Yeah, don't touch
her girl's cat. That's me, am, I don't touch my little babies
over here. But so she shoots him, but she misses. She doesn't
hit him in the chest, she doesn't hit him in the head. She
hits him like right in the arm and the shoulder really sucks. And he
gets paced. He runs full fucking speed to her because she is standing on
her porch, and she runs. He grabs her, and when he grabs
her, she drops the extra arrow, throws the crossbow in the house,
goes to shut the door and use her hand to grab the arrow. Oh
and then he and he he slams the door in her on her wrists and
you hear it, and he just starts smashing her hand with his foot,
biggest steel toe work. Oh, oh, you crunching. You see the
pain on her face. Her hand is fucked up, and she slowly brings
it in and she shuts the door and she locks it and he gets the
arrow and he breaks it in half and he just looks at her and he's
like, what are you gonna do? Something clicks and Maddie, something just
clicks. She's like, fuck this, I'm dead anyway. He's like,
I'm gonna come in the house now. What do you feel about that?
I'm gonna just I've been playing with you. I'm gonna come in now and
you're gonna die. She reaches into her fucked up leg, into her little
bandage she put there, and she uses her own blood to write do it
coward and smacks the window and he laughs at her, like okay, oh,
and then he gets paced. He grabs the cral bar and this is
like my favorite part of the movie. I know it's like the end,
but just the specific part, like right here. He grabs the crawl bar
and he starts smashing her sliding glass door, and I guess it's like really
good tempered glass because it's not breaking. And she opens her laptop on her
Microsoft document and she's like man age like thirty three eyes, white skin,
yeah, height weight, neck tattoo, dine fighting, I love you Mom
and Dad and Max, and she closes the computer She grabs the knife that
she hasn't used yet, and she goes in her bathroom because she knows at
least there's like the smallest windows in there, I can lock a door.
She puts her back to the tub and locks the door. Her vision is
blurry and barely see, and she has the knife pointing at the door,
like waiting for him to break that glass, break down this door, and
she's gonna have their final fight. He knows she's gonna wait for him in
that kind of way. He's like, I watched Home Alone before. You've
probably got a trap or some shit for me. He's going through the windows.
We don't see this part, but I imagine that he goes through the
windows and he sees her in the bathroom. So there's a tiny window above
the tub, it's like octagon shaped, and he smashes that open, and
she can't hear the glass breaking. You see it breaking. She is literally
about to die, like she's breathing heavily. She's about to pass out.
And he crawls in the bathtub. He also has his knife and he goes
You know, he's fucking standing right behind her. I betify stab you and
cut you in just the right way. I could make you scream. I
think you're holding out on me. And he goes and she feels it on
the back of her neck, not purposely those in the words that he said.
Yes, his taunt kind of fucked him over. I just love how
they've record it or view it, or however, I love just the cinematic
view because you see her that as he's about to stab her stright in the
neck, she turns. She still gets hit on the shoulder with the knife,
but she's able to spin her knife, spin around and stab him essentially
in the same spot the arrow went in, Like it's right there. Oh
yeah. She runs out of the room. She goes to the kitchen.
There our knives on the counter, but she's too weak. She can't even
get the knives. She collapses to the floor in the kitchen. He comes
out, he pulls the fucking knife out, and he's like, okay,
I'm gonna kill you. He runs up to her, and that wasp bray
from earlier, she gets him right in the eyes. She's like, he's
like fuck. And then she gets to her feet and she sees her smoke
alarm and she was like, oh my god, that made Sarah like cry.
It was so loud. So she turns it on. It's like strobe
light going to It's like fuck fuck yeah. And then now they're kind of
on an equal playing field because now he can't hear, he can't really like
see her visions already fading, and he begins to choke the shit out of
her, full arms around her neck. She's down. He's bashing her head
on the ground, and we're all like, oh my god, it's the
end, like she's she's done for. But she did go out fighting.
And then there's a corkscrew on the ground. She's trying to grab it.
That thing how it's like right out of reach. I really think she was
playing dead. I kind of thought that's what she was doing. Did you
get that vibe, but that she was trying to like play dead a little
bit. But then I thought she like actually died. Yeah, so the
new thinks that she actually dies, but she does not. She grabs the
corkscrew and gets him straight through both sides of the neck and rips it out
just like where's he had gotten John? It was sweet. He's bleeding all
over her. It's actually hard for her to get out from like under him.
He dies right next to her. She's still on the brink of death.
And then she's like, wait, my cell phone's in his pocket.
She grabs her phone, dials nine one, leaves it on the floor,
walks outside, and she's like, how are they going to find me?
I kind of thought when she went outside that she was like ready to die
because she can't tell them help. But they and you see the flashing lights
from the sirens of the police cars, and that's how the movie ends.
Yeah, it's a really good fucking movie. It was scary and it was
realistic. The reason I liked the Bugspray part the most was because I had
a sixth grade teacher and they miss cuss. She's algebra teacher, and she
just she was just really there for her students. I don't remember her,
by the way, Wait sixth grade, yeah, my sixth Oh, I
would go to your middle school. Okay, that's why I didn't know her.
Went to different middle schools, and she used to work as seven to
eleven before she became a teacher, and a woman would always come in The
seven to eleven was the only part in like the trailer park they lived in,
So that's the only place this woman could go. She would come in
bruise, She would come in with a bloody lip, you know, a
black eye. Can you please hide me? And you know she would do
it and he would go away, you know, after being like, nope,
she's not here, obvious domestic violence. One day, the woman comes
in and she's not just beaten up, she's bloody. He cut her good,
her arms sums on her neck, and she's like, he's gonna kill
me this time. Can you please hide me? Call the police? And
she's like yeah. Her ideas to hide her in the freezer until she can
talk him down or whatever, but she doesn't even have enough time for that.
He's right after her. He's like, where's my fucking woman. I'm
gonna kill her. I'm gonna kill you. And she looks down. She
knows she can't call them on one. He'll get to her before then.
All that's down There is a canna bug spray and a hammer. He comes
closer, she grabs the bug spray, gets him in the eyes, knocks
him on the back of the head with the hammer, and knocks him out.
Then she's able to call the police, and she saved both other lives
with a canna buck spray and a hammer, And I thought it was funny
how in the movie she literally had a canna bug spray and a hammer under
her sink. So Amrellas was like, maybe that was based on her or
maybe the seven eleven is up the street from her cabin. I don't know.
Oh, maybe maybe the serial killer guy was me wife the sun.
Yeah, why do you rate the film out of five? Rating four point
five? Maybe a four point two? Why was it out of five for
you? Nothing's ever a five for me. It's so hard for me to
like love a movie. What could have been better for you? I wanted
to know what happened afterwards. I wanted to know why the guy was killing
people. I want backstory. Oh, we didn't mention that on the crossbow
he had thirteen notches etched out, true, but so I want to know,
like was he killing in that area? Did she move there knowing that
there's like a serial killer killing thirteen people? And like was it thirteen over
a time or was it thirteen that day? And why didn't you have a
gun? You live in this jiantass house in the woods. You're a woman
living alone in the world you don't even have a dog in protection. That's
also true. She should have had a shepherd or a rob Wiler. I
know you're deaf, but have a dog. You won't be annoyed by the
barking. He'll come up to you and be like, yo, mom,
someone's here. You have dogs, they come if anyone walking by there like
mom, mom, mom, someone's outside. Yeah. Like I said,
it's believable. But also some parts it's like, if it's believable, you're
just a fucking dumbass. I love alone, I have a taser, I
have a knife. If everywhere in my house, I can reach your knife
everywhere. In her defense, she did invest in those windows because he used
a crawlbar using his full foorce could not break it. So maybe she thought
that was enough, okay, but obviously not. And also, there was
so many fucking doors in your house and so many windows. Why do you
have thirty doors and a million windows and no escape plan? She literally had
eighty five doors. Yeah, and you need to go and lock every single
one of them, and you don't know, you can't hear which one is
getting opened. Have one door in the front of your house and that's all
you need Why do you need a door by the kitchen? Sorry, that's
just my Maybe it's just the design of the house. I hate the architect
who made the house. Then what about you? Miss? I love every
movie always, I'm not five. I love this movie. I've watched it
so many times and I still get nervous for her and I get scared.
And I have two dogs. My husband travels a lot for work. See,
you're prepared to go live in the woods. I don't have a gun,
though, I only have knives. You have a crossbow and buck spray.
I do love a crossbow. You're right, I have a crossbow.
So you're the murderer I kill people? Just kidding. But do you recommend
people watching I definitely recommend people watch it. I would probably watch it,
especially because we didn't tell the entire movie either, so you guys will still
be surprised at some parts that we left out. I will probably watch it
out good, All right. Our promo for this week is The Final Boys,
who you love because they gave you a thing? Yeah? I actually
won one of their contests. The Final Boys is a bi weekly podcast that
celebrates horror in cinema and in pop culture. Hosted by Dustin and Matt.
With that further ado, here's their promo. Hi, I'm Matt, I'm
Dustin And where are the Final Boys? A podcast that celebrates all things horror
and cinema and pop culture. Have you ever wondered about the history behind the
Paris Catacombs? The true stories behind the Bloody Mary legend? Were you just
like listening to two dudes bullshit about their favorite and not so favorite horror movies?
Well you should check out The Final Boys. You can find us on
iTunes or wherever you listen to podcasts. Buddy, all right, so that
was our promo for the week. So I think you went first last week?
I think so do you want to go first this week? No,
you can go first this week. Tell me about your mid The murder I
will be talking about today is the crossbow Cannibal. Crossbow Cannibal. Stephen Sean
Griffiths is known as the crossbow Cannibal. He used to crossbow on all of
his victims, dismember their bodies and allegedly eight pieces of them as well.
Griffiths was always a problem child. As a teenager, he was a shoplifter.
He gets caught stealing at a grocery store, so the security guard confronts
him. Griffiths attacks the security guard with a knife, slashing at his throat,
but he didn't die. Since he was only seventeen, he got three
years in juvie during that time. They basically like say, he's a psychopath
or a sociopath, and at the time though, that wasn't recognized as a
mental illness, so they let him out. He tells his probation officers that
he fantasizes about being a serial killer. In nineteen eighty nine, he's about
twenty years old and he's convicted of possessing an air pistol. I think because
he had a record, you know, can't have a weapon, and he
had been shooting birds and then dissecting them ill. The year after that,
he gets a two year prison sentence for holding a knife to the throat of
a little girl. He never works ever, he survives on benefits and grants,
and then he ends up being able to secure a degree in psychology and
he even begins his PhD. His doctorate thesis was on the history of homicide.
Really fast forward to nineteen ninety six, he's now twenty seven. He
lives in a one bedroom apartment at the edge of Bradford's Red Light District,
and his fantasy is a killing become closer and clearer, Waugh keep the laugh.
In nineteen ninety eight, he's in a relationship when he invites his girlfriend
of two years over for the first time. She immediately senses something wrong when
she enters his apartment, she sees that every single surface, including the carpet,
is covered in plastic. She finds an excuse and leaves, and she
also leaves that relationship another girlfriend in two thousand and one. This is kind
of when he's hard to being really abusive. She manages to escape with her
life, but he harasses and stalks her after that. For years, they
interviewed a lot of his girlfriends and he would cut them with glass and sometimes
pour boiling pots of water over their heads. So this guy's fucked up.
Okay. Fast forward to two thousand and nine. Griffiths is forty. He
meets forty three year old Susan Rushworth in the Red Light District. She is
a sex worker, promising her drugs. After sex, they go into his
apartment. He immediately turns on her, attacking her with a hammer, killing
her with a crossbow bolt and he dismembers her body in his bathroom. Her
remains have never been found to this day. They never found her body ever,
yet her blood was found in his bathroom. He claims to have eaten
many parts of her body. He didn't commit a murder again until April twenty
six, twenty ten. His second victim was thirty one year old Shelley Armitage.
They also met in the Red Light District, using the same ruse as
before or He leads Shelly back to his apartment. He attacks her with either
a big knife or samurai sword, kills her with his crossbow. That boosts
his confidence. He decides to record Shelley on his mobile phone. The video
shows a dead miss Armitage naked in a bathtub. She is hog tied with
her hands side behind her. He spray paints my sex slave on her back.
Oh Jesus. This video is very crucial evidence to the police, and
it was almost never found. After he recorded this video, he was on
the train and lost his phone. It was sold online twice to two different
owners, and then the police were finally able to track it down. Thankfully,
the video is still on it. It allowed the police also to establish
when miss Armitage had died. Only a small piece of her spine was ever
found. Her blood was also found in his bathroom. He claims to have
boiled her body parts and ate them. His last victim was thirty six year
old Suzanne Lamiers. They met on May twenty first to ten. She's also
a sex worker, leading her to his apartment and he attacks. She manages
to escape from his apartment. He grabs his crossbow and chases her. She
runs down the hallway. He aims his crossbow, shooting her in the head
with the bolt, killing her. This murder was caught on the CCTV footage
of the apartment complex, and it was found by chance when a security guard
was checking the cameras because of some petty thefts that had been reported in the
complex. And on the video you see Griffith's turn to the camera and like
toast her beer in excitement. He's so happy that he just killed her.
Did then he walks to the end of the hallway where her body was and
you see him drag her body off camera. That's when the security guard called
the authorities, getting him on their radar. Susan Blamire's dismembered body was found
on May twenty fifth, twenty ten, in the River Air, the same
river that they found Shelley's spine. He claims to have eaten her body parts
raw Ill. On twenty four, twenty ten, he has arrested for the
murders of three women, Susanne Rushworth, Shelley Armitage and Susanne Lamiers. On
December twenty first, twenty ten, he pled guilty and was send him to
life imprisonment. He is suspected of killing more up to six. Only the
blood evidence of three victims were found in his apartment. My sources for this
case were Crime and Investigation dot com, The Telegraph dot com, murder pedia
dot org, and rancer dot com. I chose this case because in the
movie Hush, the intruder is a serial killer whose main weapon is a crossbow,
and in this case, an actual zero killer's main weapon was also a
crossbow. Dude, that's it was. They said that they could never prove
if he ate their body parts or not. How did they check that could
test our blood to see if we ate humans or something? They have to
let go through his poop, But like, how do you prove someoney to
someone that's dude, I know that case maybe too regular people and what didn't
seem that scary? I literally had diamares And that's like the real reason I
chose this case, Like it really scared me, especially that he just was
so like cocky about it, you know, like this is what I'm gonna
do, this is what I'm meant to do, and then he just goes
to mercers people. It's ridiculous. It's really sad too, especially the fact
that Susan Rushworth's body was never found. Right. I read an article that
five years after the fact, he still won't give her mother the body,
like she just wants the closure. That's so sad. And then another article
I read and Itmate sharpened a piece of wood into a steak, not like
a food steak, like a vampire steak and stabbed him in the chest as
deep as he could. They took it out, big ass hole in his
chest, and somehow he lived what I don't even know. So that's that's
weird. So I'm realless what scares today? I kind of fucking courage the
cowardly dog announcer. Shit was that? That is such a beautiful, beautiful
confidence. Thank you Courage, a cowardly dog made us the women we are
today. I know with his owner, you stif Big. That's what you've
sunded. Like my cree Pie, stuff happens in nowhere, So it's up
to Courage to save his new home. Dude, I fucking love that show.
Only like two people are going to get those references. Um, yeah,
it's all the manners cars true. So my story this week was found
on No Sleep, of course, and it was posted six years ago by
someone named Clark Shark. Clark Shark, though the story is called I'm deaf
but I can still hear things. I wasn't always deaf. I could hear
my mother sing me Happy Birthday, my dad telling me how to treat a
girl, and my baby sister was crying in the night. Then, as
things usually do, something went wrong. A couple of years ago, my
parents were driving home from my grandma's house on the other side of town.
It was a late night, it was raining awfully hard for a late April
spring. My dad told me that my sister had been crying in the back
seat, and then my mother had turned around to comfort her when a tow
truck tea bow to their car. It's ironic, really, that the vehicle
that killed my mother was also the vehicle that towed our disfigured car to the
compound. I remember my dad coming home late that night, dried tears on
his cheeks. I was instantly worried, since I had never seen him cry
before. Where's Mom? Where's Olivia? I asked my dad in a worried
tone. My dad dropped his head as fresh tears rolled down his face.
Your mom and sister didn't make it home from Grandma's, he managed to say,
through a shaky voice. There was Grandpa. Now I knew exactly what
this meant. If my father hadn't sat me down, I'm sure my legs
would have buckled out from underneath me. My vision became blurry though, as
the salty water was building up in my eye sockets. I felt my dad
wrap his arm around me and attempt to comfort me. I could feel his
jaw moving against my head that I rested on his shoulder, but I ignored
what he said and tried to contemplate what I had just heard. I don't
really remember how long we sat there, but I must have fallen asleep,
because the next thing I knew it was early morning and I was in my
bed. The events of the night before instantly rushed into my head, and
a sense of sadness ruined the beautiful morning sun. I dressed myself in clothes
and headed downstairs for breakfast. Was the only immediate family member I had left.
My dad was already sitting at the table downstairs, with a bowl of
cereal in front of him that looked untouched. I wanted to try and comfort
my dad the way he comforted me. As I took the last step down
the stairs, I said good more, and then I stopped moving my mouth.
Nothing. I didn't hear my own voice. My dad looked up from
a soggy cereal at me. He had dark circles under his eyes, the
sign of no sleep in the previous night. I must have looked terribly frightened,
because he gave me a very concerned look. I tried to talk again.
Nothing. I had gone deaf. We visited the doctor the very same
day, as my grandma helped take care of the funeral plans for my mom
and Olivia. Turns out, due to the psychological trauma of losing not just
one close family member, but two, I had lost my hearing an attempt
for my brain to protect me. Apparently this was my way of coping with
the situation. I had never heard another sound again until a couple months ago.
That was I was walking in a park near our playground with my guide
dog, Roco, who alerts me for dangerous noises or situations that I would
otherwise be unaware of because of my hearing loss. He was a beautiful black
lab who did his job extremely well. On numerous occasions, he helped me
avoid being hit by cars while crossing the street or running into runners while doing
our daily walks. Anyways, while we were making our way past the playground,
there were numerous kids playing smiles on their faces and their mouths open as
if they were laughing. But I heard nothing, that is until the sound
of a scream pierced my ears. I was so surprised that I jumped back
and nearly choked Rocco by yanking on his leash so hard. I put both
did you just hear that? No? When you said that a scream?
When my headphone said, I just jumped back, What the fuck? Okay,
I'm scared. I put both hands near my ears and then snapped them
repeatedly to see if I was, by some miracle cured. The same silence
I had known for so many years was still there. Though then there it
was again, the screaming, a cry that of a baby's wail. I
hadn't heard such a sound since I was a little when Olivia would cry to
be held. I scanned the playground to find the culprit, sitting on a
bench with a mother holding her baby who didn't look older than a couple months,
wrapped in a blanket, and all I could hear was her crying.
And that's when I started to cry. As I walked home, I sobbed.
I sobbed tears of joy. I knew I wouldn't have to hear silence
any longer, and I knew exactly how I was going to do it.
Over the next few weeks, I would hide in the nearby bushes next to
the playground. I would wait until a kid came close enough, and I
would jump out and scare them, causing them to scream. I loved the
way it sounded, the breaking of the silence that I had known for so
long. The look of pure terror as the child would turn and run also
added to the fun. I got addicted, But as most addicts do,
they either get caught or seek help. I got caught after a couple of
weeks. The dads found out what I had been doing and chased me out
of the park good. They even continued to chase me for another mile outside
of it before stopping to catch their breath and between those breasts, yelling you'd
better stay away, or if I catch you over here again, I'll make
sure it's impossible for you to ever have kids that you're of your own.
But I had had my run with the kids. I needed something more.
The cries of children weren't enough. Eventually, I came up with a new
idea to feel my addiction. I needed louder, more real screams. That
night, I went to the worst part of town. I found my first
victim, a young twenty something year old girl with long legs and a short,
dark skirt on. Oh my god, what the fuck was that?
You heard that? I saw that. I'm getting really scared, and dude,
there's something in your house. Anyway, it was another scream, like
a louder one. I'm not even fucking around like I'm so. I heard
it the first time, and then I saw something. I don't know what
it was. It was a bright flash, like right behind you, and
then Obie started barking at it. Stop. Fuck, okay, hold on,
let me just finish this and then we'll figure out if you're dying or
not. Keep going and keep going, guy, I just don't listen to
the rest. I'm so scared, you have to fuck. She was easy
to catch. I learnt her over to my car, showed her some money,
and she was in and we were on our way back to my place.
I think she tried to talk to me while I drove, but obviously
I couldn't hear anything, so I just avoided eye contact. I think she
took it as nervousness because she started to rub my leg. That's when I
broke her index finger. She screamed a horrendously beautiful cry. I remember the
way the snap of her finger felt in my hand. I was like breaking
a carrot. It was that easy. She tried to run, but luckily
you can only unlock my ninety four accord ex from the driver's side. I
decided that I wouldn't be able to get her to my house without drawing too
much attention, so we just stayed in my car. I found a nice,
quiet, abandoned area underneath a bridge and just shut off the engine.
It was difficult to keep her from flailing around. She even got a few
good hits on my face, but the adrenaline from the sound regarding her siren
of a scream kept me going. Using the seatbelt, I cris crossed it
around her body, pinning her arms back in between her sobs. She would
ask such pitiful questions like why are you doing this? You don't need to
pay me. I'll just leave. I won't tell anybody. She didn't understand
what I wanted. No amount of sexual favors or money could compare to how
I felt when I would escape the silence of my own head. I could
see tears pouring out of her eyes as her MISCAA ran. This was absolutely
beautiful. The rush I felt made me feel so so good. I took
my time breaking the rest of her fingers so that I might savor each wail
to its full extent. I even got a little carried away and ended up
breaking her right arm. After a couple of hours, I felt I got
my full satisfaction. She had just about passed out from the shock of pain,
so opened her door and let her fall out before I just drove home
a gratified smile on my face. I was beaming. The next few months
have been like this. Up until a week ago, I found out that
not even the screams from a stab in the stomach are enough to quench my
thirst for the vibrations in my ears. That was until I accidentally cut myself
with a knife while making myself a nice veggie salad. I remember how stimulating
the sound of my own scream felt as it gave my whole body goose bumps.
Never have I felt so alive when I felt so much pain. It
hurt pretty bad when I broke my first few fingers, but I've been moving
on to breaking my ankle and even dislocating my shoulder I slamming it into a
wall, the sound of my own streaks giving me enough of a rush to
completely enjoy it. I've had to visit the emergency room a couple of times
from too much blood loss, but it's all worth it. Though. As
long as I can still hear myself scream, it's completely worth it. And
that's my fucked up story. I like the story because one Jesus christ why
And two you know in the movie when he's like, I bet if I
stab you here, you can scream, and it's like, would she be
able too? Would she? That'd be the first thing she heard, like
before she died. Like that makes me think of this dud. That would
be scary. So that's my story. So I had to edit the episode.
But what you guys are not going to hear is that wow. And
Marillas was reading the story about hearing screams. We heard three screams through the
fucking Internet ghosts. I don't know what the fuck because we're on the phone.
She's recording in her house, I'm recording at my house, and we
both heard it in the headphones, so either it's with both of us or
I don't know. And it was scary as fuck. So I can't even
let you guys know how scary the story was to me. And then I
saw something walk behind fucking Hawthorne's face and her dogs went and ran started barking,
and I jumped, I like physically jumped out of my seat right when
she said and the scream of the twenty something year old, I'm like,
oh my god, I'm the Jesus. I have apologize. If that story
didn't seem scary to you, guys, it's like fifty times scarier to us
because it just happened. And my house is dead silent except for that fucking
Scarien story and these weird screams. Okay, well, I hope you liked
this episode. Please watch the movie Hush and our next movie. We usually
keep it as surprised, but we're gonna give you a little Thanksgiving treat.
It's gonna be The Hills Have Eyes. It's amazing. Watch the unrated one.
Watch it before Thanksgiving. We love you all On case we die Bye.
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