Now they're walking along the beach. I wonder what part of the plan he's going to carry out here. He's such a planner. He's got his arm around Fresh Meat and he's making word noises again. Being in prison for half his life was cool, because it gave him the gift of fear, because fear keeps you alive. Then he hands Fresh Meat a knife (knife noise) and asks her to kill him. Which makes me think fear might still have a thing or two to teach him. Fresh Meat denies him thrice, of course, and he decides maybe he should kill her. I'm so sure, Charles Manson! Why are you such a fucking freakshow? If you didn't spend every hour of every day trying to prove how crazy you are, you could probably fit six apocalypses in before lunchtime. Being crazy makes you really inefficient.
Charles Manson continues with his "fear" lecture and there are word noises about how you have to love fear and fear is all that matters; tomorrow it'll be "bacon and tomato sandwiches, they're all that matters." Fresh Meat wonders if love holds a significant position in this universe he's inventing for us, and then drops the bomb that she's pregnant and has no idea who the father is: Sign #5 that you are in a cult. He gets all jumpy and yes and that's wonderful. He says that "No sense makes sense" crap about a hundred times. She cries on his shoulder. Later, it's morning somewhere and there's a lot of cars and all those cops from before. The daughter/stripper or whatever is outside the Boring house crying. The cops identify the bodies, and the pattern: There's more blood talk on the walls and everything, including "Healter [sic] Skelter" on the refrigerator.
Meanwhile, the pregnant girl who got smacked around just like she wanted by Charles Manson walks in on Fresh Meat packing to leave. Fresh Meat suggests that she leave as well, before her baby is born. They both agree that Charles Manson is not, in fact, Jesus. ("As in Christ?") Pregnant Nosebleed is like, "I have to tell him, you know," and because she's cult-susceptible, Fresh Meat understands the compulsion to tell Charles Manson that Fresh Meat is taking off in the early morning. "I know," emotes Fresh Meat, "but couldn't you just wait until we're gone? Just a few hours?" Pregnant Wig-Fur is like, "I think I can do that." On to Level Two: The Creche. One of those hippie girls I never got a handle on -- maybe the who whisked Fresh Meat's child out of her arms in the beginning of the episode? -- is like, "What's up, lady?" And Fresh Meat again attempts to be cool and collected, saying she just wanted some alone time with Tanya. "You strung out or what?" asks Creche Crazy. Fresh Meat responds in the affirmative, and she's so right to do so. Kind of meanly and kind of craftily and kind of "I know what you're up to"-ily, Lady Madonna is all, "Then you probably shouldn't spend time with your daughter. And Charlie doesn't like that anyway." Which I can see not just from a cult control point of view, but also due to the whole noise-word cluster having to do with the ego being put into the kids or whatever. Then she is kind of mean and harsh and pretty much commands Fresh Meat to fuck off, which Fresh Meat totally does, taking her little knapsack off into the world outside.
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The coolest thing about the actual murder scene was about how you didn't see the gore, I said. And I guess my thought was that somehow maybe we were drawing a line in this exploitative movie: what would be too much exploitation, and what would be too little. I thought I had a rulebook, and an end zone. We open the next scene on Sharon Tate's naked dead body as her autopsy commences, so there you go. The cops from blond guy's house draw the line between his murder, Bobby being arrested in his car, and the details of the Polanski house murders. The assigned cop points out that this means Bobby was in jail when the Tate murders took place. They say that there's a connection to a cult at Spahn's Movie Ranch whose leader says he's "Jesus. As in Christ." Thanks for clarifying, Ass. As in Hat. New cop thinks it's drugs: "A burn, freak-out ... something." He says they "found coke and weed all over the house, and in [ex-boyfriend]'s car." First cops will not let it go, though, and point out the similarities, which are admittedly compelling: hardcore multiple stab wounds, messages and stuff written in the victims' blood, the word "Pig." New cop blows them off so totally.
An unrelated family of HITGs are driving around being very Boring Middle America. Daughter floats her friend's theory that it was "devil worshippers out by the lake." Boring Mother allows as how one almost wishes it were
something like that, "something that...that could explain it." I get what she means, but jeez. Boring Father wonders if anything else of note whatsoever happened in the entire world today, other than Sharon Tate's cult murder: "Did the war stop? Did Nixon take the day off?" Good point. Mother exposits that Polanski's entire family was killed by the Nazis in Poland. No reason. Then they drop Boring Daughter off somewhere, at some horrible tenement somewhere. "Have fun dancing for money, or taking tokens for porn booths, or whatever the hell you do here, sweetheart!" I hope these people die or something; I'd hate to think they were in there expressly to show the common man's response. God. But that would be dumb too, to have then have this whole conversation about the Manson Family murders, only to subsequently get Manson Family Murdered that very night. Either way, it's no bueno.
Charles Manson has decided that last night was way too messy, meaning that when he told them he wanted it messy, he didn't really mean it. So now he's going to show them how it's done. They're splitting up tonight into two groups to help "jump-start Helter Skelter." The screen keeps going black -- black is the new negative! -- with a WHOMPing sound, and coming back up from another angle. This is what they did during the Scientology part at the beginning, too, except this time they're in a car so I don't know where the orgy is happening. Charles Manson picks a house at random and cuts a really disturbing figure of menace walking up the driveway. He's really good at this job. The cult members in the car sing "Que Sera, Sera" for no reason. I hate random sing-alongs. One of the main reasons I don't join cults.
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