Cut

- Kids, I've put your dinner on the stove.

Okay, Mum.

- Don't forget to lock up, Chloe.

I won't.

Bye, Mum.

This is 2SW,

rocking you through the '80s,

with Split Enz, "I Got You."

Freddie,

you getting tired?

Just don't get any fleas on the bed, okay?

Mum, are you there?

Tell me, Freddie, why do little brothers

like to freak out their sisters?

You asleep already?

Well, you're just going to have to move,

'cause I need my pillow.

{phone ringing)

Hello?

Now you die.

Help!

Help!

Someone help me!

Stay away.

I mean it.

Stay away from me!

I'll call the police!

I mean it.

You touch me, and you're gone!

Stay away from me!

Cut!

Cut!

Cut, cut it.

Cut.

Cut it.

You idiot!

I told you not to go for the throat straightaway.

You've got to rip her blouse off first,

like in rehearsals, remember?

I forgot.

Hey, everyone,

Robert De Niro here forgot, once again.

Yeah, nice one, Brad.

- Okay, we're going to call it a night.

And you can thank our genius thespian here

for your three hours' overtime.

Fuck in" loser.

Okay, we have a wrap.

What's her problem?

You, you dumb dickhead!

Touch my tits one more time,

I'll kick your balls in, understand?

Lossman!

Lossman, where's my Coke?

I want my Coke in my hand, with ice,

the second she calls wrap, okay?

Yeah?

It's you.

What do you want?

- You made me look stupid tonight

in front of all my friends.

No, I didn't, sweetheart.

You did that all by yourself.

And I'll let you in on a little secret.

You don't have any friends.

The fact is

you're replaceable in that mask.

I could put a monkey in that suit,

and he'd do a better job.

Anyway, I've had enough.

I'm going to speak with Jim,

and he can sort it out.

What do you mean?

- I mean, my producer will speak with your agent

about discontinuing your services.

Do you understand that?

Oh.

Nice touch.

For the first time,

you actually frightened me.

Look, everyone's got their level,

and mine is making intelligent family drama,

and yours is doing cheesy clown acts in shopping malls.

I'm sorry,

but you just can't cut it in features.

Hilary, look.

Get out of here.

Take one step closer, and I'll scream.

It's hard to scream

without a tongue.

Just put those in the car.

I got to go talk to Mein Fuhrer.

Hilary, it's Vanessa.

Oh, my god!

What do you want?

Sex?

Do you mean you want to have sex with me?

Sex?

Yeah, sure.

Well, okay.

Let's go.

You're going to have to take that silly mask off.

Vanessa?

- So, to answer your question, Raffy,

that's why I don't include

the slasher genre in my course.

Fair enough?

- So, Mr. Lossman, what happened to the film?

"Hot Blooded"?

It was never finished.

There's a cut work print in the archive, I believe.

- Would it be possible to see it?

For what purpose, Raffy?

- Well, we have to do a graduation film, right?

What better project than to finish that film?

- And it could also make a shitload of money.

Are the rights available?

- Hester, full marks for your entrepreneurial spirit,

but I don't think so.

Why not?

- Because that movie was a nightmare,

and you don't go playing with nightmares.

I'll see you all next week.

- Hey, he should have killed Lossman, eh?

Yeah.

- Mr. Lossman, we were serious about the movie.

And so was I, Raffy.

Look, you two have more important things to say.

Don't waste your time doing trash.

But it's not trash.

A horror film can be just as political

as "Priscilla" or "The Piano".

Look, even if it's not,

what's wrong with making a scary film,

giving people a bit of a fright?

A few years back, a director,

a young kid out of video clips, did just that.

The producer hired him to complete "Hot Blooded".

It was the first time

the print had been screened

since the murder of Hilary Jacobs.

What happened next is totally bizarre.

The kid was butchered,

but the police never found the killer.

The creepy thing is,

the projectionist was the only one

with access to the screening room,

and he was cleared.

- So what you're saying is,

there's some sort of a curse on this film.

All I'm saying is

that this is something best left alone.

Thought is deed.

What do you mean?

- If you read eastern philosophy,

the ancients say that what you think, you create.

"Hot Blooded" was a loathsome piece of shit that never

should've been made in the first place.

- So what's the story with the producer?

He tried to finish the film

so that he could save his investment.

One night, while he was in the editing room,

he was electrocuted.

It was an accident.

Accidents happen.

Look, I'm not superstitious,

and I don't believe in curses or what have you.

Sorry.