The Butchering

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(ominous music)

(man breathing heavy)

(dial tone buzzing)

(menacing music)

[Operator] 999, please

state your emergency.

(woman screaming)

(fire alarm beeping)

I need a car that's

near Ashley Park.

Do we have a car near Ashley?

[Male Officer] Yeah,

we're a few minutes away.

We can be a go for Ashley.

[Operator] Just got

a call in from 36,

neighbor said she heard screams

coming from the Miller house.

[Male Officer] Yeah,

well that's a Friday night

in the Miller House.

[Operator] Come on,

you know how this goes.

Take a look at her

and if she's bruised,

we cuff hum and put him in the...

[Male Officer] In the drunk

tank, in the drunk tank.

What do we do with the son?

[Operator] He's probably with

the others at the town hall.

Keep a unit outside the

house 'til he gets home.

No sense in ratting his name.

[Male Officer] All

right, got you covered.

We're all over it.

(fire alarm beeping)

(knocking)

(door opening)

[Male Officer] Wen?

Wen, if you're there, I need

you to come through right away.

Wen, we need backup here.

This isn't a domestic.

This isn't a domestic, Wen.

We're in the house.

This is not a domestic.

I need you here right

now, we need backup.

(sirens wailing)

I could see

taking a retirement

when I have the chance.

This was one with a lot

of sadness in her eyes,

let me tell ya.

Hardly surprising.

He beat the sh*t out of her.

(camera clicking)

Penny for your thoughts?

Where's his son?

Tommy?

Not that it matters,

when we arrived.

I'm not lying to you, Walton.

Don't take emotion well.

You're doing the talkin'

when we tell them about this.

Somethin' tells

me he already knows.

Beg your pardon?

We need to find Tommy.

The town hall?

What?

The party at the town hall.

That's where the kids are.

(rock music)

Hey, Ryan.

F*** me.

So, I was thinking I bet you

know you know why I'm going

to University of

Edinburgh next year.

Right, right yeah.

Well, it'd be great to

have a hot Scottish boyfriend

but I don't want my

first time to be someone

who sounds like Mel

Gibson from Braveheart

if you know what I mean.

Yeah, yeah I think I do.

But you know, Elise, there'll

be loads of fellas here

that'd be willing to give the

send-off that you deserve.

Anyone in particular?

Marcus!

Yeah, Marcus seems

to really like you.

Excuse me.

(scoffs)

As if.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have wrecked it.

Ryan.

We're at a party.

Let's just...

forget about it.

Really?

Really.

Okay.

Come with me a second.

Look.

I know the way a lot of them say

that long-distance doesn't work.

I'm not trying to put

any pressure on you.

I'm really not, it's just...

If you wanna wait, I...

You have it.

Ryan, I don't want a night.

I want this.

I want all of this.

We'll make it work.

Yeah, we will...

Unless...

Elise gets her way.

Oh no, don't worry about her.

I brushed her off.

Besides, she has so many STIs,

they need a new alphabet.

(laughs)

Come on, we'll go

enjoy the party.

In a minute.

Did the music just stop?

Yeah, I know right.

Why?

I don't know.

Wait here a second.

What the f***?

(menacing music)

(thud)

Oh sh*t.

Oh sh*t, holy sh*t!

Well, what is it?

Cora, I just need

you to be quiet, okay.

- Ryan, what's going on?

- Shh.

(indistinct chatter)

[Tommy] Who brought you here?

[Woman] What?

Tommy, what are you doing?

[Tommy] Sit down right.

[Woman] Tommy, no!

(yelling)

(woman screaming)

(people yelling)

(menacing music)

Okay, just follow me.

(Cora screaming)

(camera clicking)

(sirens wailing)

F***.

You okay?

Listen.

We're gonna send you

both home tonight.

And tomorrow, you're gonna

have to make some statements.

(gasps)

Oh mommy.

(Cora sobbing)

So, how you doing?

Who did this, detective?

Tommy Miller.

(phone ringing)

You've got Walton.

[Man] Walton, we got him.

I think we have him.

What?

[Man] Someone at Dark Head

We got a few calls.

Oh f***, where?

[Man] He's heading

past Burnt Hill

heading into the woods.

All right, I'll be there.

Listen, I want the police

surrounded with cars.

Do you hear me?

(somber music)

(rock music)

[Cora] Keep those

radios turned on.

It's one minute past nine

and you're listening

to KAB102.7.

I'm Cora Burkes

and very soon, the

governor of the airways,

Mr. Noel Dickson, will be

taking you right through

to the witching hour.

Next caller.

Okay caller, you're on the Air.

[Radio Caller] Cora,

you've been on the Air

almost three hours now.

And we haven't heard

Tommy Miller once.

This weekend is the

10th anniversary

of Tommy Miller spree.

Why are you still in town?

I mean, do I need to remind you

that they never even

found his body, Cora?

You know what.

I don't have to listen to this.

[Radio Caller] Hey, I'm just

trying to look out for you.

Next caller.

Okay, Audrey, you're on the Air.

How can I help?

[Audrey] Cora, Cora!

Cora, please help me!

Audrey?

[Audrey] Help me, Cora!

Help me, he's gonna hurt me!

- Help me!

- Audrey, what's going on?

[Audrey] It's Tommy.

It's Tommy, Tommy Miller.

(Audrey yells)

(Audrey laughs)

[Audrey] Happy

Anniversary Cora!

Well, we don't want

callers like this

on this show, do we Noel?

No, we don't.

And I'd just

like to ask Audrey

and those who may be

laughing along with her,

how would you feel, Audrey,

if I put you on the line

with the families

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