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Dennis Skinner: [to one of his victims] Let me tell you a story about myself... I don't know if you ever met my father... I never really liked him much... I doubt you would've. Anyway when my mother died
[pants]
Dennis Skinner: He insisted on doing my mother's post-mortem! Why? I don't know? Well anyway there I was watching my father cutting her up doing his slicing and dicing!
[reminiscing]
Dennis Skinner: God I remember it like it was happening yesterday... and err... he said with a smile on his face "I Want You To Watch This Son" and err he reached over and he pulled my mother's face off... just pulled it right off
[chuckles in despair]
Dennis Skinner: I was pretty sick to my stomach if you can imagine I mean I was six years old! What did he expect? So after he beat me up and err I had time to think things over a bit... I snuck back into the room where he did his cutting up and stuff and I just stood there looking at my mother's dead body for hours... dead in a box! Well my father hadn't done such a good job of sewing her up like he always used to say too me "Sewing Is Woman's Work Son" anyway I just kidda walked over to the corpse where my mother was and I reached down and a pulled my mother's face right off
[grins slightly]
Dennis Skinner: Just Like Father Showed Me! And then I walked across the big mirror that father used to keep in his room and err I looked at myself in it! Except it wasn't me looking back at me... it was my mother... and believe me at six years old that can really freak you out... you know what I mean?
[pants]
Dennis Skinner: He insisted on doing my mother's post-mortem! Why? I don't know? Well anyway there I was watching my father cutting her up doing his slicing and dicing!
[reminiscing]
Dennis Skinner: God I remember it like it was happening yesterday... and err... he said with a smile on his face "I Want You To Watch This Son" and err he reached over and he pulled my mother's face off... just pulled it right off
[chuckles in despair]
Dennis Skinner: I was pretty sick to my stomach if you can imagine I mean I was six years old! What did he expect? So after he beat me up and err I had time to think things over a bit... I snuck back into the room where he did his cutting up and stuff and I just stood there looking at my mother's dead body for hours... dead in a box! Well my father hadn't done such a good job of sewing her up like he always used to say too me "Sewing Is Woman's Work Son" anyway I just kidda walked over to the corpse where my mother was and I reached down and a pulled my mother's face right off
[grins slightly]
Dennis Skinner: Just Like Father Showed Me! And then I walked across the big mirror that father used to keep in his room and err I looked at myself in it! Except it wasn't me looking back at me... it was my mother... and believe me at six years old that can really freak you out... you know what I mean?
Full Transcript
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Can I tell ya a little story about myself
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I don't know if you ever met my father
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I never really liked him much
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I doubt you would've
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Anyway when my mother died
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he insisted on doing my mother's postmortem
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Why I don't know
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Well anyway there I was watching my father
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cutting her up doing his slicing
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doing his dicing
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God I remember it like it was happening yesterday
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And he said he had a smile on his face
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I want you to watch this son
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And he reached over and he pulled my mother's face off
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Just pulled it right off
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Ah I was pretty sick to my stomach
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as you can imagine
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I mean I was six years old
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What did he expect
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So after he beat me up
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and I had time to think things over a little bit
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I snuck back into the room where he did it
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the cutting up and stuff
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And I just stood there looking at my mother's dead body
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for hours dead in the box
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Well Father hadn't done such a good job
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of sewing her up
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But like he always used to say to me
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Sewing is woman's work son
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Anyway just kinda walked over to the corpse
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where my mother was and I reached down
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and I pulled her face right off
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Just like Father showed me
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Then I walked across to the big mirror
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my father used to keep in his room
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And I looked at myself in it
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Except that it wasn't me
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looking back at me
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It was my mother
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And believe me at six years old
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that can really freak you out
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You know what I mean
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Movie Summary
A decent-looking lad called Dennis Skinner rents an apartment in a couple's house, Kerry and Geoff. At night he roams the streets with a goodie-bag filled with knives looking for victims to skin, constantly followed by the hobblin...
