Hellraiser

Is that my case?

It is.

That one is yours.

It's not to be taken lightly.

In fact, I was kind of hoping

he would show up himself.

Well, that's the thing about Mr Voight.

He never does anything he can get someone else to do for him.

Enjoying yourself?

Um, yeah. This, uh...

This place is incredible.

What's your name?

Joey. Joseph.

My friends call me Joey.

Then so will I.

I am Serena.

So, you know this guy, Voight?

Working for him, actually.

No shit?

No shit.

I'm sure he would love to meet you.

There's a place at the end of the hall.

Double doors.

Be there in ten.

Hello?

Serena?

Beautiful, isn't it?

Mr Voight, I... There was, um...

There was a woman and I... I just...

- I'm... I'm sorry. - Don't apologise.

You can hold it. Just answer the question.

Oh, yeah, it's... it's really nice.

What is it?

It's, uh...

It's a puzzle.

The only one of its kind. Forgotten, until now.

And it's almost finished.

Keep going.

So if I solve it, do I get a prize?

I do.

- -

Wait, I think I got it.

- -

Hey!

Hey, anybody!

What's happening?

I can't...

What the fuck did you do to me?

- -

I am a penitent...

of the Leviathan.

Grant me this audience.

Grant me this boon.

Harder. Harder.

- Are you sure? - Yeah. More.

- Wait, wait, wait. - What?

Turn me around.

- Okay. Okay. Go. - Here?

- Right here? - Yeah, go, go, go.

- How's this speed? Good? - Mmm-hmm.

- You like that? - Yeah. I love it.

- I love you. - What?

- Wait, what? - What?

Ah, okay, shouldn't have said that.

Yeah. No, it's fine.

- Listen, I got caught in the moment. - No it's fine, Trevor,

- I just think maybe we... - Jesus Christ.

Hi. You guys were making food?

Yes, Nora made tapas.

Oh.

So, is this, uh... This is him?

Um, this is Trevor.

- You told them about me? - Okay, just a little bit.

- Okay. Hey. How are you? - Hey... Good.

This is my brother, Matt, and this is his boyfriend, Colin.

- Hey. - Hey.

Nora, the room-mate. Sit, there's plenty.

Ah, sit.

Um, yeah, you know, I should go.

I've got a lot of paintings to deliver.

- It's basically a work day for me. No problem.

Yeah. - Cool.

I'll get my jacket.

Uh, great to meet you guys.

Enjoy dinner. Bye.

- You guys just heard us fucking? Yes. Yeah.

Just say it, Matt.

I don't like him.

You're just intimidated 'cause he's a pretty boy.

What kind of guy hooks up with someone from a 12-step program, honestly?

What? Is that supposed to be a stab?

Riley, it's not like that. My concern is you.

How you're gonna handle it when he's relapsing.

You've been sober for months. What, almost half a year?

Yeah.

Don't take away all my vices. I can fuck a cute guy, for Christ's sake.

Did you really turn down the TV to listen to us argue?

- No. - No.

God, no one takes me seriously here.

That's because you do it enough for everyone.

Yeah, well, someone's got to.

The first of the month is coming up real fast.

I can't keep covering you.

I know that! Nobody is asking you to!

Tips have been shit lately.

- I'm trying! - Okay.

Ry, I love you.

I want you to have fun, I'm not out here trying to

police your every life choice.

You just want to make sure that I can handle myself? Right?

Message received. I won't see him.

Here's the thing. He's not wrong, that's the problem.

He's not wrong, and he means well,

and that makes me wanna fucking swing on him.

I bet, I'll swing on him for ya.

Game over. - Whatever.

I don't need him to be proud of me or anything.

It'd just be a little nice if he wasn't ashamed.

Just let it go. We're not doing that.

What the fuck are we doing?

We are, um...

We're being lonely together.

Why, you got somewhere better to be?

Yeah, I should be looking for a job.

You've got a job.

No, I-I'm... I know. I mean...

A better job. I'm really tired of being broke.

- - What?

- What? - Forget it.

Your brother wouldn't like it, so...

Okay, well, he also would not like me being here.

Can't hurt him if he doesn't know.

Oh, okay, right, but see, it, uh...

it hurts you.

You might not be a good girl, Riley,

but you wanna be.

You got a little Matt just kinda sitting on your shoulder, so...

he may be worth listening to. You know? Maybe?

Now you can tell me.

There's nothing to tell.

- Tell me, Trevor. - Hey, stop.

Hey, come on. Hey!

All right, all right.

- Tell me. -

Um...

Okay, um, so you know how

I always make runs down to the warehouse district?

- Yeah. - So, there's this one spot

that we used to drop stuff off at.

Totally anonymous. Nobody's ever seen anyone in there.

But, like, the shit they had coming in and out?

It's like billionaire shit.

So I pass it sometimes, and I swear,

it's abandoned.

Totally abandoned, except for one last shipment.

So you wanna break in?

Don't have to. I remember the key code.

- - What's in the shipment?

Don't know.

- Who does it belong to? - I don't know. I mean, some...

Some rich asshole who's looking to make a profit.

They're not gonna miss it.

Give me a hand, I'll cut you in.

You know what? I-- Forget I said anything.

Because, you know, you're trying to get your shit together.

And I don't wanna get in the way of that, so...

Shut up, Trevor.

All right.

Point of no return. You sure you wanna do this?

Yeah?

Mmm.

Let's go.

- Whoa. - Shh.

Alright. Okay.

Let's see here.

Okay.

What do you think?

What do you mean, what do I... Do you know the combination?

Well, no, um,

I don't.