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Chainsaw Dismemberment
by
Mortician
on
Chainsaw Dismemberment
(1999) samples
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2
(Tobe Hooper,
):
On the afternoon of August 18th, 1973, five young people in a Volkswagen van ran out of gas on a farm road in South Texas. Four of them were never seen again. The next morning the one survivor, Sally Hardesty-Enright, was picked up on a roadside. Blood-caked and screaming murder. Sally said she had broken out of a window in Hell. The girl babbled a mad tale: a cannibal family in an isolated farmhouse… chain-sawed fingers and bones… her brother, her friends hacked up for barbecue… chairs made out of human skeletons… Then she sank into catatonia. Texas lawmen mounted a month-long manhunt, but could not locate the macabre farmhouse. They could find no killers and no victims. No facts; no crime. Officially, on the records, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre never happened. But during the last 13 years, over and over again reports of bizarre, grisly chainsaw mass-murders have persisted all across the state of Texas. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre has not stopped. It haunts Texas. It seems to have no end.
Rabid
by
Mortician
on
Chainsaw Dismemberment
(1999) samples
I Drink Your Blood
(David E. Durston,
):
Men may become animals and eat their victims I drink your blood and eat your skin. A young man infects a whole city with rabids and turns a group of men into a band of bloodthirsty zombies ravaging [...]. I drink your blood and eat your skin.
Paul: "The girl who survived that night at Camp Blood, that Friday the 13th, she claimed she saw him. She disappeared two months later. Vanished. Blood was everywhere. No one knows what happened to her."
Slaughterhouse (Part II)
by
Mortician
on
Chainsaw Dismemberment
(1999) samples
Slaughterhouse
(Rick Roessler,
):
Where's Murdock? I saw his car out front.
He's down in the coolers.
You remember Buddy?
Buddy's a good boy.
But he has what you might call, basic hygiene problems.
Well let's, uh, get down to business.
Where's Murdock?
Well let's just say he's, indisposed.
What the hell's goin' on here?
Don't play with me, Bacon!
Let me go, fat boy!
This isn't funny, Bacon.
Are you crazy?
Whatever you think I've done, I'm sorry.
What do you think, Buddy?
Does he really mean it?
Buddy doesn't really think you're sorry!
Stab
by
Mortician
on
Chainsaw Dismemberment
(1999) samples
When a Stranger Calls
(Fred Walton,
):
You don't know who I am, or- or where I live, and
Dr. Mandrakis will take me home- or maybe even the police.
Call the Police
I wa- I wanna talk to you
LEAVE ME ALONE!
Jill this is Sergeant. Sacker, listen to me, we traced the call its coming from inside the house. Our squad cars will be over there right now, just get out of that house. Jill? Jill!
- Yeah, I killed my mama. One night, it was my fourteenth birthday, and she was drunk and we had an argument. And she hit me with a whiskey bottle. I shot her. I shot her dead.
- I thought you said you stabbed her.
- Oh yeah, that's right. I stabbed her.
[foosteps] [glass shattering] 'Graveside service is about to begin.' "'Listen to me, this is not happening. We're gunna wake up. It's a dream.' 'It's only a dream.' 'No, it's not!' [glass shattering and screams]"
[zombie jamming woman's head onto wooden splinter]
Now bloodeaters are out there. They are coming, hunting, searching out fresh prey. Without feeling, without mercy they track their victims down. Nothing will prepare you for the horror of these butchers of the damned. Nothing will protect you from the terror of the bloodeaters. See Bloodeaters.
His hands. Somebody cut off his hands.
"Where's Murdock? Saw his car out front.
He's down in the coolers. You remember Buddy. Buddy's a good boy, but he has what you might call basic hygiene problems.
Let's, uh, get down to business. Uh, where's Murdock?
Well, let's just say he's indisposed.
What the Hell's going on here? Don't play with me Bacon. Let me go fat boy! This isn't funny, Bacon. Are you crazy? Whatever you think I did, I'm sorry.
What do you think, Buddy, does he really mean it? Buddy doesn't think you're really sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. [screams]'"
Looks like a pretty advanced stage of decomposition. It's like those body pits we found up near Dollum Tree. Who's counting skulls? I say we got forty or fifty bodies here.
"Look at this. Those faint striation patterns on his throat, on his wrists, and on those parts, they're all identical. They're all alike. They're not cuts. They're tears.
What like teeth?
Very shap teeth. Something out there might be eatin' people.'"