Normally, washed-up private eye Jack "Lucky" Chandler searches for missing persons - sometimes there's even a corpse among them. For some time now, however, they have been served to him in handy individual pieces. That's not at all to Jack's taste, whose favorite drink is bourbon diluted with bourbon. But of course, a tough private detective from Los Angeles is completely unconcerned about such things. And anyway, he's actually looking for teenage Samantha, not crazy people who tickle their victims with running chainsaws. But suddenly Jack is also confronted with a rattling chainsaw... and it's no laughing matter. Chainsaws are no laughing matter!