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There's someone in the attic. But they're not killing anyone. They're just skewering them...right in the shower. In the bed. On the floor. But always where you like it most. Butts Motel. Where the porch light is always on. And the back door is always open.
Dear departed mom has left voyeuristic Norman Butts with a stack of bills, so he is entertaining Mr. Romada of Best Eastern Hotel chain, who is thinking of buying Norman's back-door roadside motor lodge.
Norman is back. And this time he has a friend. Welcome to Butts III. The no-holes barred sequel to the biggest series in anal erotica. The biggest. No ifs, no ands. But plenty of butts!
Norman Butts is up to his old tricks, being a Peeping Tom with his motel guests, and preferring to spy on them through the back door.
Film follows a rotating cast of characters checking into a dilapidated motel, where a lecherous bellhop (Blake Palmer) orchestrates and observes their misadventures. A jaded housewife (Rebecca Steele), a free-spirited dancer (Chessie Moore), and a pair of bickering lovers (Rachel Ryan and Tonisha Mills) collide in a series of vignettes blending dark humor, romantic entanglements, and adult escapades. As secrets unravel and tensions escalate, the motel becomes a microcosm of human folly, culminating in a chaotic finale that underscores the film's absurdist heart.
