All right, my friends,
we got two tickets to Raging Waters up next.
But first, let's talk about the gruesome murders
happening in East Los Angeles. Sergeant Carolla stated earlier this week
- that the bodies were found brutally murdered.
The only suspect they have right now,
in the old-fashioned way, Craigslist.
Looks like we got ourselves a man with some Mommy issues, folks.
So, hang on to your dildos, ladies, it's gonna be a long summer.
♪ I want you stay ♪
♪ Why run away? ♪
♪ My love ♪
♪ I yearn for ♪
♪ Just one night with you ♪
♪ With you ♪
- You done with that? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Um, you gotta wipe that down.
What do I use?
Oh, it's over there.
Oh. I'm sorry, this is a private event.
-List only. -I'm, uh, I'm with the band.
The band's already here. Um, if you can,
just please, just move out of the walkway.
-Thank you. -The band can't be here because I am the band.
You two.
Excuse us.
I get it. They're on the, um,
you-want-to-fuck-them list?
What the fuck did you just say to me?
I think you heard what I said.
Why don't you get the fuck outta here?
Francis. Hey. Where the fuck have you been?
- Man, it's okay. She's with me. - Come on.
Fuckin' unreal, man.
Did you just get back from the gym?
Girl, I can smell you from here.
Hey, guys, let's kill it tonight, okay?
And, Francis, the owner is here.
And if the owner likes what you do, we could get a residency.
Residency is money.
I'm gonna need you to look a little bit better than this, though.
I mean, how's the, the diet, the fitness?
Have you lost any weight at all?
I'm working on it.
Great. Great!
You guys have a great show. Break legs, okay?
Let's do this.
- All right, Francis, you smelly, fat fuck,
let's do this.
♪ I'm getting-- ♪
Did you bring the fucking
long stand again?
♪ I'm gettin' ready ♪
♪ And I'm makin' my way ♪
♪ In Boulevard And ready to stay ♪
You can't even sing, you worthless, obese bitch!
Hey.
Oh, my God, how could she be so beautiful?
Look at her. Look at her.
...to break up the fat before you suction--
You ugly, fat bitch. You are not a model. You are not a model.
You will never be a model. You are never gonna look like that.
You're never gonna look like that. You're gonna be ugly the rest of your life.
- You're gonna die alone. - Nobody's gonna want you...
Suck that wart out, you worthless piece of--
I just wanted to be like...
...all the other girls.
- Hey, Francis. - How's it goin'?
- How's life? - I'm doing great.
- Listen, about that bar gig the other day...
...don't worry about it. But, hey, I got this dope audition
for this Wilson Phillips cover band,
and they're looking for the fat one.
-Yeah, I, mm... -I'm joking, I'm joking.
Anyways, been reaching out to music producers. There's this guy named Harland,
he's looking for diversity, and since you're fat and some sort of Mexican,
I think it could work. Diversity is everything right now.
Wait, are you gay?
Would you kiss a girl?
-Great. -Hello? Are you there?
Hello?
I have a gun.
Fuckin' asshole. Come on!
Oh.
Hello.
-Hi. What-- -So I'm a fuckin' asshole?
What? No, I just--
I thought you were a fuckin' coyote.
What are you doin' up here?
Killing yourself?
As a matter of fact, I was. Would you like to come watch?
-Why kill yourself? -Well, fuck you, man. What are you doin' up here?
Conjuring the devil.
I'm Jerome, by the way.
I'm Francis.
I know that.
But you can call me Jerry.
You can call me Francis.
You've seen me before.
Nah, man, I don't think I have.
It's because you don't pay attention to things.
Yeah, well, have fun, uh, jerkin' off or whatever.
We'll meet again.
Excuse me. Hi.
-Hi. Are you a dancer? -Yeah?
A dancer? No. Why?
You have the body of a dancer.
Oh. Mm.
You come here every night around this time?
Um, no. Not usually.
What's your name, by the way?
Um, it's Gabby.
You know, I could train you, Gabby.
Um... I think I'm doing
pretty good myself. Thank you, though.
Hey, you don't know me. I'm a, I'm a professional trainer.
Oh. Yeah, I don't know you.
Hey, if you don't want me to train you, that's okay.
But you could still give me your number.
Yeah, I don't feel comfortable giving you my number.
Come on. It's how people meet each other here.
But my boyfriend wouldn't like that, so...
You're not that pretty anyway.
Where's your boyfriend?
You know, where is he?
I mean, I wouldn't let you out at this time if I was him.
That's none of your business.
Shoo!
Call him.
-Call him. I want to meet him. -Could you back up?
Call him, tell him he can suck my dick.
Suck my dick.
So, Francis, you're down to suck a little dick?
Hey, um... you're a trainer, right?
Why?
-You train dancers? -Are you a dancer?
- You don't look like one. - Yeah.
Yeah. You know what? Um... no, but I've--
I heard I'm supposed to come over here and suck your dick.
What? Who the fuck are you?
You know what?
No, fuck it. Um, it's probably too small anyways.
I'd have to use two fingers up and down, up and down,
and wouldn't want to use too much spit
because, you know, it might drown it, so...
You know what I could do to you?
You might be this fat fucking dyke bitch,
- but I could hurt you pretty badly.
Is that what the little boys at school used to tell you?
Huh.
Oh, you're not my,
you're not my usual type.
- I can make an exception, though. What do you say?
- Bet you don't get too much dick, do ya?
Shh.
You know, it is true about us fat girls...
...we are into some kinky shit.
Oh.
Kill this man now.
If you like that, you're gonna like this.
♪ I want you stay ♪
♪ Why run away? ♪
♪ My love, I yearn for ♪
♪ Just one night with you... ♪
Hi.
♪ With you ♪
You are beautiful.
-I'm sorry, that came out wrong. I didn't mean to-- -Uh, it's okay. Thank you.
-Bye. -No, no, no, no, no. Wait.
Oh.
-I am so sorry. -Look, I just came over here to let you know
that you don't have to be scared of that gross-ass beefcake anymore, all right?
-That's all I wanted to say. -What?
Oh, my God!
My name is Gabriella, by the way.
Thank you, Gabriella.
But you can call me Gabby.
You know, I never really liked broccoli.
It always reminded me of a tree that I fell out of once.
I'm more of a carnivore myself.
You know, like a T-Rex?
You're creepy. You know that, right?
Yeah, I know.
You better watch out.
You might end up on the back of a milk carton.
All right, now, Jeffrey Dahmer,
-calm down. -Oh, no, no, no, I'm more of a Ted Bundy kind of girl.
You know? Hot, yet deadly.
Oh. So you get creepier?
No. I'm just...
Francis.
I'm sorry.
Francis.
Are you okay?
Mm.
I'm sorry.
Uh...
I've just seen a lot in my life.
I gotta go.
Hey, Francis, I think your purse...
She knows too much. Kill this bitch.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna rip your flesh, I'm gonna rip your flesh.
- I wanna see what you look like inside. I wanna skin you.
I wanna see what it looks like when it's open.
I wanna be inside you. I wanna see inside you.
Rip it open.
Fuck you, Gabby. Stop lookin' at me, you fucking bitch!
Oh, yeah, you're all smiles. Yeah, you're smiling
while those fucking worms eat your fat ass?
Oh, she was such a good person.
Now she's dead. Gabby's dead.
I wanna be a pretty girl.
I'm sorry, we're all sold out.
The only Twin Peaks T-shirt that's left
is the Black Lodge one over there.
Um, and otherwise, we have the Two Witches T-shirts.
Hi, miss. Can I help you with anything?
You doin' okay?
Oh. I'm, I'm sorry.
♪ I want you stay ♪
♪ Why run away? ♪
♪ My love, I yearn for ♪
♪ Just one night with you ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ I numb pain ♪
♪ I'll keep you safe ♪
♪ My love, I crave for ♪
♪ Just one night with you ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ I'll give you all of me ♪
♪ Black or blue I'll paint it red for you ♪
♪ A love so deep ♪
♪ I'll kill ♪
♪ For you ♪
I'm Francis, but you can call me Frankie.
93.1 The Rock.
So I got some breaking news. It seems we have
the sixth confirmed death this week
in the Metro Los Angeles area.
Body was dismembered, put in a trash can.
Oh, God, what is going on? This city's tearing itself apart.
- If you ladies are out there, I'd lock up,
and I'd lock up tight, 'cause he's hating you 'cause you're beautiful.
- Coming up next, I got your music.
I got your tickets here...
...on 93.1 The Rock.
♪ I'm a crazy girl In a crazy world ♪
♪ I'm a crazy girl... ♪
Boop.
♪ I'm a crazy girl And I love it ♪
- Hello. - Hey, Francis. It's me.
-Yeah. -Why does it sound like you have a dick in your mouth?
-Oh, yeah. Hold on. -Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?
- Yeah? - What are you doing right now?
-Well, I am just busy. -Busy?
Busy doing what?
-Uh... -Hello?
- Got friends over. - What?
-Yeah. -Don't you remember your meeting with one of the biggest
-indie music producers in Hollywood in 40 minutes? -Oh, my God. Yes!
-You don't understand how hard I worked to get this meeting. -Fuck. Okay.
-You should fuckin' get in your car and get there right now. -Uh-huh. Uh, I-- Yeah.
- I'll be there. Uh, uh, give you a-- Don't worry.
No, they can leave. They're actually-- They've already left.
-They're not even really alive. -What?
Uh, just kidding. Also, I'm already in the car.
Oh, God.
You look gorgeous.
I don't tell you that enough.
You look really good.
Francis.
You might wanna bring the mask.
Just in case.
Get the fuck out of my car. This is my time.
- Don't fuck this up. Don't fuck this up.
No time to be a singer now, Francis.
It'll never feel as good as when you're stabbing a bitch.
-You're not an artist anymore. -No, no, no, this is my day. Get out. Get out.
Get out of the car!
♪ I've been waiting ♪
♪ For a prince just like you ♪
♪ With eyes as blue As diamonds ♪
♪ And his soul completely true ♪
♪ With love so tender ♪
♪ I dream of you ♪
♪ See, my life's A bowl of splendor ♪
♪ Let me spend it all on you ♪
♪ So I fall-- ♪
Okay, that's enough. Thank you.
- Uh, are you sure? I can go again if you want. I'm...
It's all good. Just come inside, please.
Okay.
Take a seat, love.
Look, to be honest, the song is great.
But I'm having trouble selling you, though.
You know, you can sing. You know.
Good for you.
But music's also visual.
And I don't want people to be...
...disgusted. Yeah?
Um, no offense. I just-- Like, you got this...
What is going on here, Francis? How'd that even happen?
You should see the other guy.
Good one.
I actually have a new artist I've been working with.
I'm telling you, she's gonna be a great fit to sing your song.
It's definitely her vibe.
She's pretty hot.
Yeah. She's really hot.
- Her mum used to be a weather woman at KTLA.
That's nice.
Well...
...do you want your music to be heard or not?
Because she's sexy, and sex can sell this song.
Well... you might not be able to.
What if I sing with a mask?
-A mask? -Yeah.
What is this? Lizzo meets Slipknot?
No. Come on. I don't think a mask is gonna help out what's going on there, love.
But you should really see me with a mask on.
How about this? You can either sell your song and get paid,
or you can go back to playing with your little band
where the doorman makes more money than you.
She can't sing my song, Harland.
And why is that?
Because she has no idea what it's like to be somebody
that is so undesirable, ugly, fat...
...that nobody wants anything to do with you.
So, on that note, Harland...
...no, she will not be singing my song.
Well, if that's how you feel.
But if you think you're the first fat woman to say,
"Oh, nobody loves me. Oh," get in line. All right?
I don't want this pity party of, like, "Oh, I'm fat and ugly."
Look, that's something you can change, right?
It's just, like, don't be a victim.
What I'm saying is, don't quit your day job.
What is your day job? Server?
No, I kill people.
- Wonderful. - You're just fat.
You'll only be fat. Nobody wants to see a fat girl sing.
This is my time. This is my time. This is my day, my big day, my big day.
I'm gonna be a singer, I'm gonna be a star, I'm gonna be a...
I mean, look at Adele, right?
-She lost weight. -You hear that, bitch?
You're a fat fucking bitch. You're just a fat, fat, fat, fat fucking bitch.
You can't even sing properly
because nobody wants to look at your fuckin' face.
I see your head on a spike.
Get up and masturbate right now. Yeah.
Kill this motherfucker.
What the fuck?
Oh, my God. Did you just ruin your life?
Maybe.
Shit. Fuck.
- Hey! - Hey, Francis. Tell me, how'd it go?
-Um, it went really good. Yeah! -Really?
I think he, um, really liked me.
Francis, that's amazing.
Great. On the diagonal in front of you, let's stretch.
Good. Make sure you lift that opposite heel
so that we get a nice long stretch.
And reach.
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Is it the friend from last week?
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Mommy has a new friend.
Isn't Mommy pretty tonight?
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Francis!
Hey, Francis, it's me again.
Yeah, I tried to call Harland, and he's, uh, not pickin' up.
I kind of feel like it's a little weird.
I don't know what you guys were up to or what happened,
- but, uh, I'll try to call back at least, and, uh...
...I'm gonna tell you, uh, right now, and I'll be upfront.
You need to nail that fucking show next week,
otherwise I'm gonna drop you, man.
Okay, call me back.
Oh, I'll nail that fucking show.
Hey.
How about you nail something else tonight?
What do you have in mind?
There's a building two blocks down this way.
- A hot bitch lives on the fifth floor.
Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, it's true, it's true. How does he know?
How does he know?
How do I know that?
Because you deliver pizzas to her.
Gracias.
That's the extra large, extra cheese, extra pepperoni.
How about you go and sing her a little song?
What do you say?
I'd like to do that.
Yes, please.
Kill her!
Hello?
Fuck you, Mama. At least I didn't
fuck around and get pregnant by some fat ass.
I may not look like you, but that girl does.
And I'm gonna do to her what I should have done to you!
Fuckin' eat this, bitch!
Go away!
Fuck. I know you like them tiny and skinny
'cause they remind you of your mom...
...but that one is not even a ten.
Not like Gabriella was.
You... stabbed me?
I've never been stabbed before.
I kinda like it.
Amira...
...call the police.
No, Amira, play some music.
Okay. Playing your most played song.
You fucking gremlin. Tiny,
tiny piece of shit.
You are so tiny.
And so resourceful.
♪ I've been waiting ♪
♪ For a prince just like you ♪
♪ With eyes as blue As diamonds ♪
♪ And his soul completely true ♪
♪ With love so tender ♪
♪ I dream of you ♪
♪ See, my life's A bowl of splendor ♪
♪ Let me spend it all on you ♪
♪ So I fall slowly ♪
♪ Yeah, I fall into you ♪
♪ Yeah, I fall for a friend ♪
♪ Who never asked me to ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm falling badly ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm falling Just for you ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm falling badly ♪
♪ But don't help me I want to ♪
♪ Well, I'm here ♪
♪ Just waiting to see If you love me... ♪
I had tickets... to her concert next week.
Who? This chick?
Ow!
Fuck.
Well, I guess you saw her tonight.
Are you Francis Ramirez?
The singer?
Yeah.
But you can call me Frankie.
Boop.
This is...
Mm.
I'm really sorry I tried to kill you.
I didn't know you were a fan.
And I'm really sorry that you're so beautiful.
Maybe I gotta stop.
Oh, fuck. That's the cops.
Okay. One, two, three, go.
♪ I'm getting ready And I'm making my way ♪
♪ I've got my shoes on And I'm made this way ♪
♪ My face is banging And I need some space ♪
♪ Come on, baby Won't you rock... ♪
I love this song.
♪ It's you, oh, it's you ♪
♪ Yeah, it's you ♪
You know, I was thinking,
is when we play the show at the Echo...
...we should do, like, a, you know, like, a, a big guitar solo
before I get on stage. Getting everybody,
you know, geared up for, for me coming on.
You know, get 'em hyped.
Set the tone.
-Yeah? -Like this song.
There will never be another concert.
93.1 The Rock.
We have breaking news for you guys.
The serial killer who has been terrorizing
Hollywood and East Los Angeles has struck again.
Thirty-five-year-old music producer, Harland Wilson,
and 25-year-old Lola Gonzalez were savagely killed.
They also confirmed that the DNA is-- Drumroll, please.
Female! I repeat, the Maniac Killer
is actually a maniac woman, and she's on the loose.
Police are scouring the surrounding area
close to the crime scene in search of the suspect.
So, if you're in Hollywood and see some chilling blood
all over her, chances are she's the Maniac Woman
and you should get you candy ass across that street.
This is the end of your singing career.
You know why? 'Cause everybody's lookin' for Francis Ramirez,
the Maniac Woman.
No, no, no, no. N...
I'm gonna have another show. I could do, I could do a show in the desert
or in fucking Montana or something.
This is the end of the road, Francis.
I'll play again.
I'm gonna play again.
No, no, no. No.
No, no, no, no! Fuck, don't do this to me, please.
No. No. No. No.
No!
Fuck!
Oh, shit.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck.
Stupid.
Fuck.
I'm sure you know how to fix the damn car.
I thought your dad taught you that.
Shut up.
Oh, wait. You don't have a dad, 'cause your mother is a whore.
Shut the fuck up!
I fucked your mom...
...like half of the people in LA.
Don't you talk about my mom.
Don't fucking talk about my mom.
I fucked her good.
I'll fucking kill you.
-You sound like your mother, Francis. -You're the one!
You're the one that told me to kill them! I'm gonna tell the cops.
I'm gonna turn myself in.
And they're gonna believe you?
I'm, I'm gonna, I'm gonna tell them that you, you were the one.
You were the one that made me do it. You...
-You made me-- -I didn't do shit.
They're gonna lock you up.
You! I'll never...
I'm never gonna be able to sing again.
Nobody's--
I want to play guitar. I wanna sing.
And I won't be able to because of you.
You took that away from me.
The only thing that I've ever wanted in my life was to sing.
Oh... God!
Fuck! Oh, my God!
You got me stabbed. You did that!
I fucking killed a fan, man! I fucking killed a fan!
She was gonna come, come to my show.
- She was gonna fucking come to my... - show, and...
You know I was looking forward to that!
That was my way out, was that show!
My way to get rid of this. You, you...
...you took that from me.
You fucking took it from me and...
...and now I'm nothing.
I'm gonna fucking die in the desert because of you!
I don't wanna do this shit anymore.
I should never have killed her.
I should, should never have killed Gabby.
Should never have killed any of them.
Oh, I loved you.
Go away!
Get away.
Fucking kill you!
The last person I fucking kill will be you.
The last person. You're real.
Pick it up, Francis. Hit me.
You're real, and I'm gonna fucking kill you.
♪ But some useless tool ♪
♪ No, no I don't want you forever ♪
- ♪ No, no I don't want your ring, boy ♪
♪ Nah, nah I just want you tonight ♪
♪ No, no I don't want you forever ♪
♪ Nah, nah I just need you... ♪
I fucking killed you. I...
- ♪ No, I don't want Your ring, boy ♪
♪ No, no I'm not the marrying type ♪
♪ Oh, yeah You know it's true ♪
♪ No, no, it's you ♪
♪ No, it's you ♪
I think she's breathing.
No. No, no. Nearly. Ooh.
Careful.
She's pretty heavy.
Um, you know, maybe we should just cover her up.
Put her shirt back on. Grab her shirt.
- Grab her shirt. - Sh-- should we maybe
- bring her to the hospital or something? - -No.
She's too heavy.
I can't lift her.
Just leave her. She'll wake up.
Fuck.
Oh, hi. You're awake.
Oh, sorry we left you outside.
Uh, we needed to take a break.
Uh, I'm Claire, this is Celeste, Sarah and Angela.
What's your name?
Fran-- Francis. Francis.
-Hi, Francis. -Hi, Francis.
-Yeah, okay. -Hi, Francis.
You can call me Frankie.
Are you okay? I mean, we were gonna take you to the hospital.
No. No, I'm fine. I'm good.
No, Francis, I really think you should go to a doctor for that.
I said I'm good.
Okay. I mean, like, you can have a concussion, sepsis.
- It kind of looks like you got stabbed. - -Girls.
I can tell these wounds are self-inflicted.
Everything happens for a reason,
and today, you were brought to us.
You were meant to enter my life, Francis.
-Really? -Oh.
We know that you have been through so much.
Don't look at me.
I look awful.
Aw.
Hey.
I see you.
I see through you...
...and it's beautiful.
You think, you really think so?
You know, when I used to take contemporary art classes, we would have live models,
and I would only stay for the curvy girls.
Your bodies are just so dynamic. I'm kind of jealous, actually.
Yeah. I mean, Francis, just because you don't think you're beautiful
doesn't mean you're not.
Ladies, I have an idea.
We should do her makeup.
No. No.
-No, thank you. -Oh, you don't, you don't trust us?
Are you scared?
No.
Come inside.
We'll have some fun.
What the fuck?
Francis, you're gonna love this.
I need a little bit of, uh, lotion
for that rough skin of yours. Come on.
Hey, guys, I'll be right back.
Shit.
- Hey, babe. - Hey. What the fuck?
I've been trying to call you. How's the retreat goin'?
-Yeah. No, it's, it's been really fun. -That's great.
You guys didn't just buy fucking junk food, right?
Well, there's pizza and there's beer,
but I haven't sipped any beer or even eaten a slice.
Good. Keep it up. Otherwise that training has all been for nothin'.
So, Francis, where are you from?
Um, I'm from California.
- Oh! - Oh!
Cali girl.
- So fun. - Mm-hm.
Aren't you ladies scared
of being out here in the desert all alone?
- Mm? -Uh, I don't know, something could happen to you guys.
Aren't you afraid of, um...
I don't know, strangers or...
No, I'm,
I'm excited about the possibility of strangers.
I mean, you're a stranger, Francis.
And you're a blessing, right?
- Isn't she a blessing, girls? - Such a blessing.
- I'll be ready for the gig in a couple of days. - -I know you will.
Just don't make me have to call you all the time.
-I love you. -Okay. I love you too.
-What was that? -I said I love you too.
-All right. Bye. -Bye.
- You ladies are amazing. - I told you. You're beautiful.
I know. Look at those cheekbones and those eye shapes.
- Meow! - Mm-hm.
- Thank you. - -Well, you are going to have
a complete transformation, Francis.
Oh, my God. Oh.
Let's get you dressed.
But we only have the Indian costume left.
I mean, are you anything other than white?
I'm half-Mexican.
Oh. I mean, you're practically an Indian.
Shit.
Beautiful. Oh.
Looks so good!
Let's get this party started, girls.
Francis... oh, you're gonna love this.
No. Um--
Uh, uh, you know what?
- I'm just gonna stick to beer tonight, okay? - -Uh-uh.
You have the wrong idea.
Tonight is not about partying.
It is about rediscovering ourselves.
-Thanks to this. -Um, mm...
No, I don't think shrooms are, uh, exactly what I need right now.
- Trust me on that. - Oh, they are.
They will open up your mind.
What if I'm scared about what's inside my mind?
Don't you trust me?
This is gonna be so good for you, Francis.
Oh.
Oh, wow. Oh.
Oh, there is a...
...there is a sickness in you.
I can feel it. Oh.
You think you can heal me?
Celeste, Sarah, Angela.
Didn't I heal you girls? Huh?
I picked you up when you were at the lowest point in your life,
and look at y'all, you're, you're reborn.
I... will heal you...
...by modifying your consciousness.
-You will? -Yes, I will.
This is about personal transformation...
...from mushrooms.
Oh, it's a physical transformation too, I should add.
Physical transformation?
Yes.
Some people literally change
psychologically and physically.
Really?
- One of my friend's faces actually changed so much...
...that her iPhone face ID couldn't even recognize her anymore.
Now, it will change your face.
It will?
Into the best version of itself, a face that...
- ...a face that is open to, to happiness...
...to well-being.
Are you ready to be reborn as a new person, Francis?
Let's do this.
- Okay. - Yeah, girl.
-Fuck it, let's do this. -Yeah, girl.
All right, let's do this, ladies.
I am going to need
total commitment from everyone.
All right?
Total commitment, so we can...
...so we can touch the sky.
♪ Somewhere on the scene ♪
♪ It got a little longer So it seems ♪
♪ I burned out, so to speak ♪
♪ Now come a little closer ♪
♪ I feel a little lie In the lie track ♪
♪ I felt a bit of bad But I came back ♪
♪ There's still a little light In the light crack ♪
-♪ Still a bit of good ♪ -♪ So good ♪
♪ And I know just what to say ♪
-♪ Y-O-U ♪ -♪ And I know just what to do ♪
♪ Do you too? ♪
♪ And I'm so sick of playin' ♪
♪ Are you too? ♪
♪ But it's hard to quit When you... ♪
♪ And I know just what to say ♪
Celeste, I'd...
...I'd put down that piece of pizza.
Yeah.
Or don't blame your boyfriend when he hops on Raya again.
Okay, what the fuck, Claire?
Don't be surprised.
We all know that you've gained weight.
- Oh, I'm just, I'm looking out for you, honey. I...
You know obesity is bad for your heart. I...
Oh.
Oh, I'm, I'm so sorry to talk about all this stuff in front of you, Francis.
I, I just-- I...
I have to look out for my people, you know, and...
...and that includes you. I mean...
Obesity is killing America, you know.
Yes, it is.
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I, if I offended you.
No, please eat, eat your pizza.
Oh, Francis. No!
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Have your pizza.
Enjoy it. Yeah?
Yeah.
Eat your pizza.
Eat it.
Fuck this.
Oh, my face.
- Francis. - No, don't come in!
Francis, open the door.
-Are you okay? Francis! -Oh, my face is falling.
Open the door.
Sorry, Mommy, I'm ugly. I'm sorry, Mama.
I'm sorry.
Mama, please help me.
I wanna be like you, Mama. I wanna be like--
I wanna be pretty. I wanna be pretty--
Francis, open the fucking door.
This isn't funny.
Francis locked herself in the bathroom. I'm, I'm not sure she's okay.
Poor, disgusting, fat girl.
What the fuck happened?
Ow.
That is good.
Oh.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Oh, yeah. A little smile to the camera.
Beautiful.
Smile. Oh, looks so good.
Oh, beautiful.
Oh, my sweet babies. Yeah.
Aw. You two love each other.
Yeah, maybe... Yeah, caress, caress her a little bit.
Don't be shy.
Oh, yeah. Run your hand down her leg.
Oh, yeah. That's great. Uh-huh.
Beautiful. Oh, ah, ah.
Oh.
Hi, friend.
Hi.
Can I join?
Oh. Uh...
Um...
Yeah, don't take this the wrong way, but I...
...I don't think that's a good idea.
Maybe you should take a shower instead.
Yeah, take a shower. Take a shower, stinkin' bitch.
Fuckin' stinkin' bitch!
We're glad you're okay, though.
Don't look at me!
Hi.
Are you okay?
This is my face.
Babe, what are you talking about? Okay, you, you need to,
you need to calm down and breathe. Huh? Take a--
Don't tell me to fuckin' breathe!
-Yeah? -Okay, yeah, she's, uh, fucked up.
Hey, you had a little too many mushrooms.
It's fine. We've all been there, right?
Yeah.
Do you know where my face is?
Can you find me my face?
Is it-- Is this my face?
Oh, my God, you have a face? I didn't know that.
It's not a, a pretty face, but you... you have a face.
They did not want to be with you because you're fat
and disgusting.
- Once you kill, you're a killer for life.
- Loca! You disgusting maniac woman.
Get ready, girls. It's Frankie the Reaper.
No.
These beautiful people...
...they get free clothes, free jewelry, free beauty products
and free drinks because they look good.
And you, you work at a fucking pizza joint, Francis.
But beautiful people, they have it better.
They have better jobs, they get better pay, they have better healthcare.
Hell, Francis, you don't even have healthcare.
In this world, what looks good is considered good,
and what looks bad is just bad.
And you, Francis...
- ...you look bad, you smell bad. - -No!
You're just fucking bad.
Beauty is the ultimate fascination.
-No, no, no, no, no, no! -It is everything you can never be.
But you want it. Don't you?
You want it so bad.
Do you like that body, baby girl?
Then go get it!
Francis.
Oh, hey.
What, what are you, what are you doing?
I was just doing my morning workout.
Oh, well, where are Sarah and Angela?
Uh, they're in the pool. See?
I mean, I can't tell them apart anymore, but... they're there.
♪ I watched for hours Till their faces get clean ♪
♪ So I left quietly ♪
♪ And I said what I mean ♪
♪ I've never been loved ♪
♪ Like all those girls You see ♪
♪ And I know, I know-- ♪
No, get away from me, you fat fucking bitch!
Fuck, I need to work on my Spanish.
But I guess that Claire bitch was right.
Obesity is killing America.
♪ Oh, I've never been loved ♪
♪ Like all the girls you see ♪
♪ And I know I never will be ♪
♪ And they created The monster in me ♪
That's my shirt.
Are you gonna kill her? Are you gonna kill her?
"My love."
Open it.
Open it!
Yo, babe! The amount of disrespect, Celeste, is astounding!
I don't want a fat fucking girlfriend, you understand?
I know you've been eating shit food.
Is it that fuckin' hard? Are you fuckin' stupid?
I saw Angela's story on Instagram,
and you were stuffing your face with pepperoni pizza
with some fat fucking chick in an Indian costume?
There's no fucking way you're gonna be ready
for the photo shoot in two days.
You need to come home now!
And once again, I have to fix your fucking bulimic episode?
Fuck!
What the fuck is wrong with you?
It's fucking pathetic!
I love you, but get your shit together.
♪ ...just like you ♪
♪ With eyes as blue As diamonds ♪
♪ And his soul completely true ♪
♪ With love so tender ♪
♪ I dream of you ♪
♪ See, my-- ♪
The next time your boyfriend leaves you a message like that...
...use this.
You're that killer from LA.
You're the Maniac Woman.
But you can call me Frankie.
Francis.
Come on, you piece of shit! Get down here, huh!
Where are you?
What the fuck? Who are you? God damn it!
Leave me alone!
I'm done with your shit! I'm fucking done!
How are you still here?
You gotta kill this bitch.
I'm not gonna kill her.
Yes, yes, you gotta kill this bitch.
It's done.
I'm going to Mexico.
And that girl...
...she's gonna live.
If she lives...
...you die.
No!
♪ I want you stay ♪
♪ Why run away? ♪
♪ My love, I yearn for... ♪
Why?
♪ Just one night with you... ♪
I let you live.
♪ With you... ♪
Frankie, I'm sorry.
I can't let you kill any more people.
♪ I know your pain... ♪
How bad is it?
Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Fuck! I--
♪ My love, I crave for ♪
♪ Just one night with you... ♪
I feel cold.
♪ With you ♪
♪ I'll give you all of me ♪
♪ Black or blue ♪
♪ I'll paint it red for you ♪
♪ A love so deep ♪
♪ I'll kill ♪
♪ For you ♪
♪ I'm going out tonight ♪
♪ And I'm gonna have a fight ♪
Oh, yeah.
♪ I'm gonna kill some bitches ♪
♪ And it's gonna feel right ♪
- Oh! - ♪ Every night and day ♪
♪ I lay on my bed ♪
♪ And I think to myself ♪
♪ Ooh, I wanna be dead... ♪
Yeah, girl! Whoo!
♪ The Lord up above ♪
- ♪ Or maybe down below ♪ - Whoo!
♪ He has some more plans ♪
♪ Oh, waiting in store ♪
♪ So I'm walking These streets ♪
- ♪ And I'm slicing up bitches ♪ - Mm-hm.
♪ I'm slicing and dicing ♪
♪ And I'm givin' 'em kisses ♪
- Oh! - ♪ 'Cause I'm crazy ♪
-♪ Little crazy ♪ -♪ Little crazy ♪
♪ And I don't care About prison ♪
- ♪ 'Cause I'll kill All those ladies ♪ - Yeah.
♪ I'm gonna get death row ♪
♪ Like it or not ♪
♪ But until then I'm gonna take out ♪
-♪ Every motherfucking slut ♪ -♪ Ho ♪
♪ Killing little bitches Not little girls ♪
♪ I've never been loved ♪
♪ Like all those girls You see ♪
♪ And I know One day I will be ♪
♪ The monster inside of me ♪
♪ Oh, I love you, oh ♪
♪ You're insecure ♪
♪ But not for ♪
♪ For me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Oh ♪