-
[Millie humming happily]
-
- Howdy, Mister!
-
Fine mornin’!
-
Another day in paradise!
-
- Oh shit, it’s morning.
-
- Uh, yeah.
-
Have you been here all night?
-
And what are you doing?
-
- Blitz bought two hundred taxidermy owls,
-
then said I couldn’t go home until I burned
-
[Whispering] all of them.
-
[Knocking]
-
- Hey! I got an order here for a hundred more waaacky owls!
-
- Fuuuuuuck.
-
- Hey, I haven’t seen you guys in a while, heh!
-
Do like wanna hang out some-
-
[Door slams]
-
[From behind the door] Okay! That answers that, I say, I say.
-
- Blitz is still sulking?
-
It’s been over a month.
-
And where is Moxxie?
-
He didn’t come home last night.
-
[Moxxie screeches]
-
Honey...?
-
You okaaay?
-
- I’m stuck in a math nightmare!!
-
[Hyperventilating]
-
The numbers, the numbers, I can’t make them add up!
-
We’re FUCKED!
-
- Come on, baby.
-
It can’t be that bad.
-
- He drained our pension, and used it to buy THESE!
-
[Horse whinnies]
-
- Damn.
-
I’ve never seen him in such bad shape.
-
- Bad? Bad?!
-
This isn’t bad!
-
This is just a FINANCIAL APOCALYPSE!
-
- I usually just give him space to work his shit out, but…
-
you think I should talk to him?
-
- We’re gonna get audited, we’re gonna be evicted, we’re going BANKRUPT!
-
Our lives are over Millie, all my hard work gone in a flash!
-
Ohhh I should’ve been a theater critic, I have objectively correct opinions.
-
[Continued mumbling] We- we’re gonna default.
-
BLITZØ: Loona, I need my piss bucket NOW. MOXXIE: [Muffled] We're gonna default.
-
BLITZØ: Loona, I need my piss bucket NOW. MOXXIE: And you know what,
-
BLITZØ: Loona, I need my piss bucket NOW. MOXXIE: it's not my fault that we're gonna default.
-
MOXXIE: [Muffled] IT’S HIS FAULT!
-
BETHANY: Oh, ooh, okay. I am getting a real sexy energy from this room!
-
Oh, there is definitely a fuckable spirit here.
-
- Yeah get that spooky ghoul cock, bitch.
-
MILLIE: Blitz?
-
- Go away!
-
MILLIE: I’m comin’ in.
-
- Read the chains!
-
- Blitz, what are you doing?
-
You’ve been in here watching this earth trash forever.
-
- I’M COPING!
-
- Yeaaah well...
-
You’ve "coped" away every dollar we had.
-
- Those plates are collectables, Millie. I’m gonna sell 'em next year
-
for three times as much and then I’ll have something to show for it
-
when the things I care about vanish.
-
- Mmmkay.
-
You know,
-
my mama always said, the best way to deal with being sad-
-
is the sweat and blood of hard work.
-
Washes the tears right off.
-
I don’t need any of your "folksy-doksy" fucking country wisdom, Millie.
-
I need to watch the Ghost Fuckers get dicked down by a disembodied spirit
-
and eat my feelings til I die from a heart attack or diabetes,
-
whichever pops my heart open first.
-
- I don’t get it, Blitz.
-
All this over a breakup?
-
- IT WAS NOT A BREAKUP!
-
You need a relationship for one of those and we never had that.
-
And we never will.
-
- Ohhh, Blitz.
-
[Phone ringing]
-
- What?!
-
- We have a client.
-
BLITZØ: Tell them to FUCK OFF!
-
- Don’t!
-
I’ll be right there.
-
RITA: You know, my psychic told me I’d be going somewhere bad on Wednesday.
-
I just thought she meant Baltimore, I didn’t think it was
-
HELL!
-
- Mhm, mhm, interesting.
-
Oh look! Someone whose job it is to listen to you.
-
- What’s going on?
-
- Okayyy! From the top.
-
I went for my usual tarot reading last week, and-
-
- No, no. Fast forward to who killed you.
-
- Ohhh, m'okay.
-
Yesterday I was killed by the evil ghost haunting a spooky hotel.
-
- Um.
-
Ma’am.
-
I don’t know how to tell you this but-
-
when humans die they either end up here…
-
or up there.
-
- Ohhhh, okay.
-
I don’t understand.
-
- She’s saying ghosts aren’t real, lady! -
-
- She’s saying ghosts aren’t real, lady! [Quickly approaching footsteps]
-
- Ghost!? I heard ghost.
-
Where’s the ghost I can fuck- er, hunt?
-
- Blitz, calm down!
-
Someone killed this lady but it wasn’t-
-
- Millie!
-
Let me have this.
-
- But-
-
[Deep breath and sigh]
-
- Alright so tell me what it looked like, starting with its hotness and tightness.
-
How many- how many abs would you say you witnessed?
-
- Well.
-
At least he’s out of his office!
-
- I don’t know if this is a good idea.
-
- He’ll be fine.
-
We’ll check the place out, see what passes on Earth for creepy,
-
and Blitz will get all this out of his system.
-
You just need to keep an eye on Moxxie, he’s a little-
-
- BANKRUPTCY, BANKRUPTCY, BANKRUPTCY!
-
- Upsetti.
-
- I don’t take orders from you, grandma.
-
- Look,
-
I can’t keep both of them out of trouble at the same time.
-
I need your help.
-
Please?
-
- Get in loser,
-
we’re going ghost fuckin’!
-
- Ugh. Fine. I’ll watch the nerd.
-
But you’re the one cleaning off the van.
-
- Thanks.
-
Loona.
-
- Don’t get used to it!
-
[Magical whoosh]
-
- Let’s gape this hole wide open!
-
[Tires screeching]
-
[Crash]
-
BLITZØ: We’re here.
-
Huh, interesting.
-
Aren’t we supposed to be at a haunted hotel?
-
[Spooky music]
-
Oh-ho, yeah, this place is gonna be ripe with fuckable spirits.
-
I gotta get a reading.
-
- Blitz, look.
-
I know this is fun and all but, come back to reality.
-
You do know ghosts aren’t real, right?
-
- But they are.
-
- Oh my fucking Satan.
-
What is that?
-
- You like it?
-
It’s Bethany Ghost-Fucker’s ghost sucker: nine thousand.
-
Sure to get you a ghost after a ghost gets you…
-
off.
-
Only set me back a couple thousand!
-
- A couple what?!
-
You haven’t paid me in a month.
-
- Uh oh! Looks like it sucked all the fun outta you.
-
Now hurry up and put this on, those ghosts aren’t gonna fuck themselves.
-
[Deep breath]
-
- He needs this. He needs this.
-
He needs this.
-
[Lightning strike and spooky music]
-
- Welcome to the One Star Wonder,
-
where it’s a wonder we still have that star.
-
How may I help you today?
-
- [Valley accent] We’re filming a very special episode of my hit show
-
and we’re gonna need access to every room in this dump.
-
- Christ, you Hollywood assholes are pushy little pricks.
-
I can’t just give you keys to every ba-
-
Well snap me in half!
-
You're Bethany Ghost-Fucker from that one show…
-
- It’s called Ghost Fuckers, idiot.
-
- No, but you’re getting close.
-
Anyway, I am glad to see you folks.
-
We’ve been having more
-
disturbances than usual lately.
-
- What kind? Se- sexy disturbances?
-
- The kind that are killing my guests.
-
[Spooky screams]
-
- Well there definitely ain’t no such thing as ghosts.
-
But we’ll get to the bottom of what’s killing your guests.
-
- [Valley accent] Uh yeah, except ghosts are real, camera man.
-
- They’re a conspiracy, Bethany.
-
- [Valley accent] Uh, then what do I plan on fucking tonight, camera man?
-
Ah! Where’s my lube?
-
- Look, real or not, this shit needs to stop.
-
- [Valley accent] Uh, then we’ll need those keys, cocksucker.
-
[Valley accent] Every last one of them, keys and condoms, hand 'em over.
-
Oh, I just can’t tell you how glad I’ll be to be rid of them.
-
Just do me a flavor and clean up any fluids left behind.
-
They already killed my last cleaning lady, now I’m stuck with this.
-
[Labored breathing]
-
- [Millie and Blitzø in unison] Eugh.
-
- Buh- buh-
-
bitch- bitch!
-
- Poor thing can’t even blink.
-
- [Valley accent] No promises! Heh.
-
Come along Mil-
-
…ton.
-
- Blitz, we have a job to do. -
-
- Blitz, we have a job to do. [Phone ringing]
-
Someone killed that lady and it wasn’t no phantom,
-
so we should be tracking-
-
- Woah! Mils, just ‘cause you’re a hick
-
does not mean you can drop that f-bomb all willy nilly.
-
They hate that word.
-
- I- what?
-
What "F"?
-
- Sh-shh- sh, shut your bigot mouth, I’m gettin' a reading.
-
- Hold on, there might be someone in there!
-
- Yeah you bet your ass there’s someone in there!
-
A ghost, about to get a mouthful of si... si...
-
I don’t know, SOMETHING SEXUAL!
-
LOOK ALIVE YOU UNDEAD COCK SLEEVE!
-
[Couple shrieks]
-
[Valley accent] Prepare to get sucked off to the astral plane-
-
BITCH!
-
- Oh my, Delores!
-
- Dammit, Blitz, they aren’t ghosts!
-
These are just shriveled humans!
-
No offense.
-
- Think you’re pretty slick, huh?
-
You looking for a fight?
-
I’ll give you a fight!
-
- [Sighs] Let’s leave these two- oof!
-
- I fuckin' beat the Nazis,
-
and I’ll beat you too, bitch!
-
- Look out Millie, he’s a patriot!
-
- Get him Harold!
-
DOLORES: Get back here you red, little shit!
-
Get back here! AHHHHH!
-
[Funky music]
-
How dare you hurt my Hermie, I mean Humie I mean…
-
fuck!
-
♪ I’ve got longing and desire, ♪ DOLORES: Why am I chasing you again,
-
♪ My heart burns with forbidden fire ♪ DOLORES: I don’t know, but I’m fucking angry!
-
♪ for a spooky, ♪
-
♪ a spooky kind of looove. ♪
-
♪ Ooh la la ooh ♪ -
-
♪ Ooh la la ooh ♪ ♪ Nobody tries to understand it, ♪
-
♪ But I can feel my soul demand it, ♪
-
♪ a spooky, ♪
-
♪ a spooky kind of looove. ♪
-
♪ And I don’t care, ♪
-
♪ what they say about me. ♪
-
♪ I don't care, ♪
-
♪ I just gotta be free. ♪
-
♪ To run, run, run, run, run. ♪
-
♪ Free to run, run, run, run, run. ♪
-
♪ Free to run, run, run, run, run. ♪
-
♪ Free to run, run, run, run into the arms of ♪
-
♪ a spooky, ♪
-
♪ a spooky kind of looove. ♪
-
♪ A spooky kind of love. ♪
-
♪ A spooky kind of looove. ♪♪
-
BLITZØ: Wow, nice one, Mils.
-
I think I found the problem though!
-
The readings were coming from above us, so let’s get up there and-
-
oh, ass!
-
- Enough!
-
- What?
-
- I’m done.
-
I don’t wanna play ghost hunter with you, and I-
-
- Uh, It’s ghost-fuckers.
-
- I wasn’t done!
-
You know, I always love to have fun with you,
-
and I ain’t said boo to you moping around like a sad sack for weeks.
-
But we have bills to pay.
-
So look,
-
you can go be pathetic and play sex ghosts, if that’s what you need to do,
-
but I gotta get this job done.
-
- Fine!
-
Who needs you anyway!?
-
[Valley accent] Bethany Ghost-Fucker works ALONE!
-
Yeah, who needs you anyway?
-
Fucking ghost denying piece of shi-IIIT!
-
What the fuck is this?
-
[Eerie music]
-
Ugh, uh, ahh!
-
Oh shit.
-
Shit, shit shit shit.
-
Satan, Satan, Satan. Oh, FUCK!
-
Millie?!
-
[Gasping]
-
Millie?! Millie I need help!
-
I can’t hold on, Millie!!
-
[Gasping]
-
Oh, oh fuck me, the hell is that?
-
Wo-AAH!
-
[Blitzø screaming]
-
Millie!
-
Did you not hear me calling for help?
-
M-M-Mils!
-
- [Distorted] You ALWAYS need help, Blitz!
-
Always needing to take from those around you,
-
and leaving them worse and more broken than you found them.
-
You think you can change?
-
You’ll never stop fucking people’s lives up.
-
When was the last time you actually loved someone without hurting them?
-
[Blitzø hyperventilating]
-
BLITZØ: MOM!
-
Momma-
-
I was having the worst dream.
-
[Blitzø sobbing]
-
- [Distorted] This isn’t a dream,
-
this is your life.
-
And it always will be.
-
NO! NO, NO, NO MOM I’M SORRY!
-
MOM PLEASE I’M SORRY!
-
- Blitz?
-
BLITZ! [Blitzø crying]
-
Are you okay?!
-
What happened?
-
- No, no, don’t touch me!
-
I destroy everything, everyo- I-
-
I make everyone’s lives worse.
-
- Not mine!
-
Blitz…
-
Remember how we met?
-
- What?
-
[Pool balls clacking]
-
[Guitar strums]
-
- Soooo.
-
You the bitch that took our hit?
-
- You lookin’ for payback?
-
If so, you came to the wrong fucking BAR!
-
[Millie grunting]
-
- Wo-hoh!
-
Ni-ice shot!
-
I can see why Moxxie was so impressed with you.
-
[Millie growls]
-
[Millie grunting]
-
Hup- oh!
-
Impressive!
-
- Who’s that?
-
Your boss? Hah!
-
- Ow!
-
HA he fucking wishes.
-
No, I work for myself, lady.
-
Nice one!
-
- Bullshit!
-
Who sent you?
-
Who are you working for?!
-
- What? You don’t believe me?
-
- Imps don’t work for themselves, asshole.
-
- Well this one does,
-
and he’s very interested in having you join his team.
-
[Millie grunts]
-
- You think you have anything to offer me?
-
Double whatever you’re getting paid now!
-
Ha ha!
-
- I’m between jobs.
-
HAH!
-
[Blitzø grunts]
-
- Huh.
-
This powerhouse? How’d that happen?
-
- Not exactly a shortage of imp assassins in Wrath.
-
Reputation is everything.
-
- And what’s your reputation, hmm?
-
[Millie grunts]
-
- Who the fuck are you?
-
- Someone with an eye for potential.
-
Now you wanna keep working for peanuts,
-
or do you want to shake things up?
-
- You’re fucking weird. I’m in.
-
So who’s that Moxxie guy you mentioned?
-
- Oh, your new coworker.
-
Yeah, you- you’ll fucking hate him.
-
MILLIE: That year I spent getting to know your rag tag team
-
and making our mark in the assassin game-
-
it was fun.
-
- Welcome to I.M.P.
-
[Millie gasps]
-
- Holy shit!
-
- Sir, what is this?
-
- This baby right here is our future, ‘kay?
-
So I figured we deserve an upgrade, right?
-
New office, new clients, new ring.
-
Go on, check it out!
-
What, not nice enough for you?
-
I did the fucking best I could.
-
- We… heh.
-
We don’t deserve this.
-
- Huh?
-
- We’re just Wrathians, Blitz.
-
Muscle.
-
It’s all we’re good for, all I’m good for.
-
It’s why you hired me.
-
Any demon good at making a buck is welcome in Lust or Greed, but here?
-
Demons like us ain’t cut out for this.
-
- Ummm, fuck you.
-
- What?
-
- Millie, I have spent too much of my time, energy, and holes
-
into setting this up for us to entertain your bullshit.
-
I brought you into this company for a reason, okay?
-
You’re tougher, smarter,
-
and frankly more capable than anyone I’ve ever met in any ring.
-
And I’m more fuckable and business savvy than any succu-bitch alive,
-
Loonie’s perfect, and Moxxie’s…
-
probably got some good traits too and I’m sure we’ll figure them out eventually.
-
The point is,
-
if we can’t make it here then-
-
then no one deserves to, right?
-
'Kay, so stop killing my buzz, and come on, I wanna show you my office!
-
MILLIE: Most of my life I bought into the idea
-
that all I could ever be was a simple farm girl.
-
Or best an underpaid goon.
-
Until I met some knuckle head who never gave a fuck
-
about what anyone else said he could or couldn’t be.
-
He made me believe he could be anything.
-
And that made me feel like I could be anything, too.
-
He gave me so much...
-
A career, a husband, a future.
-
And now...
-
He’s my best friend.
-
- You…
-
you don’t hate me?
-
- Naw, never.
-
Look.
-
What I said earlier,
-
you’ve just always been so unbothered by everything.
-
Almost bulletproof and,
-
I guess I never realized how much I depended on that.
-
I didn’t know how to react to you being reduced to…
-
Bethany.
-
But I should’ve respected you like you always do for me.
-
I’m sorry.
-
- Better?
-
- Much.
-
- Good.
-
- Now-
-
you ready to finish this thing?
-
- Yeah!
-
But we still don’t even know what this thing is!
-
- Come on, Blitz.
-
What’s the only thing you know that comes to Earth
-
and fucks with people’s minds that badly.
-
- I don’t know, it’s something that like an infestor demon would do-
-
ohhh.
-
- Bingo!
-
SPOOKY VOICE: So-ho. Figured it out, have you?
-
A bit out of your depth,
-
aren’t you little ones?
-
[Creepy laughter]
-
- Damn our tiny fucking legs!
-
ROLANDO: You know my secret,
-
I guess you gotta die like all the reeest!
-
[Blitzø grunts and coughs]
-
Oh, this is fun!
-
[Rolando laughs]
-
- Atta girl, Mils!
-
- No thatta, bitch!
-
[Maniacal laughter]
-
You call yourselves assassins!
-
Eenie,
-
meenie,
-
miny…
-
mo.
-
Welcome to the show, asshole.
-
I hear this one’s a real titillator.
-
- Blitz!
-
- Looks like someone’s trying to ruin our good time.
-
That was a nice heart to heart y'all had earlier.
-
Be a shame if you went and ruined it
-
like you always do.
-
[Ronaldo cackling]
-
- Are you oka-
-
AHH!
-
- Oh the filthy little Wrathian wants to help!
-
You can’t help anyone, you’re just the muscle remember?
-
It’s all you and your imp kind are good for,
-
you said it yourself.
-
I’m in his mind, bitch, I see everything.
-
Every thought, every opinion, and boy-
-
does he have some nasty shit to say about you.
-
[Maniacal laughter]
-
- No, STOP!
-
- Your level of insecurity is intoxicating.
-
I can’t wait to see how you taste
-
when you drive away the one person left
-
who puts up with your bullshit.
-
He thinks you’re a brute!
-
Too stupid to do anything but kill!
-
You never should’ve left the farm!
-
You’re nothing but a backwards,
-
filthy,
-
inbred,
-
lowborn,
-
fucking hick!
-
[Millie chuckles]
-
- Ya done?
-
- Excuse me?
-
Nobody cares about you or what you want,
-
they’re too caught up in their own misery
-
to even remember you exist.
-
- Now look here, combover.
-
You may think you know everything,
-
but you missed two.
-
One: your words don’t mean shit to me,
-
and two:
-
Blitz can handle this!
-
So buckle up, buttercup!
-
- Ugh, good work Mils.
-
Oh-ho!
-
Ah FUCK, IT’S ME!
-
- Oh! Shit, sorry!
-
[Millie chuckles]
-
Good to have you back, boss.
-
- You little ass plugs are done for.
-
You’re dead, Bethany!
-
- Well that’s where you’re wrong.
-
I ain’t Bethany Ghost-Fucker.
-
Tonight I’m Blitz DEMON-DICKER!
-
[Electricy crackling]
-
[Rolando screaming]
-
[Screaming turns distorted]
-
And THAT’S how you get GHOST-FUCKED!!
-
- Let’s go home.
-
- Yeah, fuck hotels.
-
- So I’m your best friend, huh?
-
- What do you think?
-
- I think…
-
I- I’ve never had a real friend that I didn’t wanna fuck.
-
- That mean you’re not gonna try to be our third anymore?
-
- No.
-
Not anymore.
-
- The bird got to you that bad, huh?
-
- I guess.
-
- Sooo, you gonna keep stalking us all the time?
-
- Well you know, your husband is still a little fuckable.
-
- Yeah, he is.
-
I hope he’s doing okay.
-
- I did it?
-
I did it!
-
I finally figured it out!
-
- You uh...
-
You forgot to carry the two there.
-
TV NARRATOR: Now back to Ghost Fuckers,
-
The Musicaaaal!
-
[Moxxie gasps]
-
[Piano]
-
MAN: Bethany!
-
This is it!
-
Let the spirits fill you!
-
BETHANY: Oh my god, I’m gonna do it!
-
I’m gonna fuck a ghost.
-
♪ My spirit box is humming hot! ♪
-
♪ Drippin' down my thigh. ♪
-
♪ The portal gapes, my body aches! ♪
-
♪ C’mon ghost, give me a try! ♪
-
♪ I’m ready! ♪
-
♪ I wanna fuck a ghost! ♪
-
MAN: Bethany, the spectrometer’s going crazy!
-
This ghost has huge dead dick energy!
-
BETHANY: Hot!
-
♪ You can take me from beyond! ♪
-
♪ Lemme taste your ectoplasm. ♪
-
♪ I want the dick that no one gets! ♪
-
♪ Make me polter-gasm. ♪
-
♪ I’m ready! ♪
-
♪ I wanna fuck a ghost! ♪
-
ENSEMBLE: ♪ She’s ready! ♪
-
♪ She wants to fuck a ghost. ♪
-
BETHANY: ♪ ‘Cause we’re ghost fuckers! ♪
-
♪ We love fuckin ghosts! ♪
-
♪ Yeah, we’re ghost fuckers ♪
-
♪ They’re really dead, ♪
-
♪ and we’re really horny! ♪
-
♪ No silly laws of god or man, ♪
-
♪ can keep us from our sexy plan! ♪
-
♪ To up slicking a spectral slut, ♪
-
♪ we can’t wait to ghost-bust a nut! ♪
-
♪ I’m ready! ♪
-
♪ I wanna fuck a ghost! ♪
-
♪ Yeah I do, I’m ready! ♪
-
♪ I wanna fuck a- ♪
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♪ Yeah, I wanna fuck a- ♪
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♪ Yeah, I wanna fuck a- ♪
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♪ I wanna fuck a- ♪
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♪ Yeah, I wanna fuck a- ♪
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♪ Oh I wanna fuck a- ♪
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♪ [Sexually] Yeah! I wanna fuck a- ♪
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Oh god! Oh my god that was way too cold, I totally regret it.
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But hot.
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ENSEMBLE: ♪ Oh yeah, she fucked a ghost. ♪♪