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[upbeat tune]
- Get back here! Hurry up Chloe.
- I'm trying.
[upbeat tune]
- Oh shit.
Get off me.
Stop.
- Relax Jenna, relax.
- Guys.
- Get off me. Stop!
- How did we get into this?
[blow lands]
- You could have helped me out.
- You know, I couldn't do that Jenna.
- We've known each other since kindergarten.
We celebrated our birthdays-
- But.
- But it's true.
[person grins]
[upbeat tune]
[stone thudding]
[person gasping]
- What did you do?
- Same thing you were gonna do.
I wasn't gonna...
- Bullshit.
[upbeat tune]
- You're never gonna find it.
[upbeat tune]
- Can't believe it, I found the flag.
I have to take it first.
[upbeat tune]
[person grunting]
For my first kiss.
- Game over.
[upbeat tune]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Hello.
- [Voice] Congratulations.
- Oh, thanks.
- [Voice] You've got the flag.
- I'm the last one.
- [Voice] Indeed, you are.
- So that means I live right?
- [Voice] Well-
- I get to go home.
- [Voice] Not so fast.
- What do you mean?
I captured the flag.
- [Voice] There's the kick the can incident to consider.
- That wasn't I...
- [Voice] You cheated?
- No.
- [Voice] Therefore you really didn't win.
- Yes I did.
- [Voice] Which means technically you lost.
Which means you must die.
[dramatic tune]
[gun fires]
[upbeat tune]
[tune continues]
- Steve.
Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
- You didn't.
- I was thinking maybe we could grab breakfast.
- I already ate.
- Maybe coffee.
- Amber you know I don't drink.
- Right? Sorry.
Do you think maybe we could talk?
- I've got a Chem test I'm cramming for.
- It doesn't have to be now.
- I know this week is just kind of.
- Right, just said it doesn't have to be right now.
- I know it doesn't have to be, I just...
I don't know what I can-
- Steve. I'm not trying to like corner you here.
- No, I mean.
[phone dings]
- You are cordially invited.
- To a party at the abandoned factory on Mill Street.
Just like in.
- High school.
- Is this you?
- What?
- Nevermind.
- Steve.
- Sorry, that was just...
- Yeah, it was.
- What?
- Oh, nothing.
You just thought that I commissioned some anonymous number
to text us both when we happened to be standing
right next to each other.
- Yeah, that's yeah.
- So that I can what?
Trick you into rolling into some abandoned warehouse
like a week from now,
also that I can steal a few one-on-one moments with you.
- Yeah, you know, when you say it that way,
it sounds pretty...
- Steve, you're cute, you're not that cute.
I do miss you though.
- I gotta...
- Right. Maybe see you at lunch then.
- Yeah. Maybe.
- Why do you torture yourself like that?
He'll come around.
- He broke up with you. You're dating somebody else.
- Seeing somebody else, not official, very different.
This just wasn't supposed to be,
this isn't my plan.
- You're a pathetic.
Whitney [laughs]
- Okay. Maybe if he sees you kissing another girl,
he'll realize what he's missing.
- Okay. Yeah. Thank you for the offer,
but I have my own methods.
- Oh yeah, factory party.
- Oh again, thank you for eaves dropping.
- Yeah, it's kind of my specialty.
You got the text too? So weird.
- Kind of interesting though. You know,
the frats are getting boring,
the clubs are full of 40 year olds kind of into
an off campus rager.
You wanna go get coffee and try to figure out who's hosting.
Steve turned me down.
Come on, don't make me beg my tree.
All right, but gimme a second.
I have to get a book from the library.
You know what I want?
- Whitney I've known your coffee order since eighth grade.
- Okay. Okay. Okay.
- Okay, Steve my not have seen that
girl-on-girl, but that guy
definitely did if you're looking for a rebound-
- Ooh, no, go get outta here.
- Hey. Hey. Hey, are you looking?
My friends single.
- Uh uh dude. Shut up.
- So who do you think it is?
- I mean, it's gotta be someone from high school, right?
I mean the factory was the spot back in the day.
Maybe it's Logan.
- Logan Park. Seriously?
He never even went to those things.
- Okay. But have you seen his snap stories recently?
- No. I can't say that I have.
- He's like a Thursday to Sunday kind of partier now
ever since his like face cleared up and he got abs.
- Wow [chuckles] I love how you know that.
- Okay. Shut up I'm just saying.
- Please tell me you haven't seen him since high school.
- Oh God. No.
- Okay, good. Neither have I.
So why would he invite us?
- I mean, assuming it's him.
- Well, you seemed pretty confident that it was.
We should call him.
- You have his number?
- No, but we have this number.
- Okay. Yeah. Yeah. I'll call him.
[phone beeping]
[melody begins]
- Danny you got this Burt lit notes?
[melody continues]
What are you listening to?
- Yeah. No, some bullshit hold music for this
spam number that texted us.
- What's up Tyler.
- I really thought it'd be fun to like prank call
and give him some shit but...
- Wait about the party.
- Yeah.
- You got it too?
- Yeah. You know, believe it or not Tyler
I do get invited to parties from time to time.
- Mm. Not really sure why.
- Fuck you very much Dana.
- We think it's Logan Park.
- Oh shit, Logan.
- Thank you for saving me.
- He's right, he's getting the one last shot of high school
before we all graduate college in dip town.
- Yeah, exactly. Yeah.
- Are you guys thinking about going?
- Hey, play nice with Amber Steve.
- Whitney.
- Yeah. I know that an ambush outside the library
isn't exactly the play.
But with the way you left things before winter break.
- Yeah, I know.
- She may look like she's got all her shit together
but she's fragile.
Okay. I don't want her to break.
I assume you don't either.
- I got it.
- Good. Just making sure.
Text me if you guys decide to go on Friday.
- Wait, wait, you got the text too?
- It would appear so.
- Yeah. Text me too, I'll go if you guys go.
I gotta get breakfast before class,
but I'll see you guys.
- All right, bro. Peace.
- Notes.
Could be fun.
- I don't know. It just kind of freaks me out.
Have you told anyone else?
No, I thought it was an ex.
I only told you 'cause you brought it up.
Funny you say that, Steve thought it was me who sent it?
- You guys are talking again.
- Oh no.
No, I just ran into him outside the library this morning.
- Ran into?
- Shut up [chuckles]
- I don't know Amber. Maybe it is you.
I wouldn't put it past you to
get a little creative here.
Whitney, yeah.
- So guess what?
Michelle got a text too.
- For real?
- Mm-hmm.
- Thank you. Dana and Tyler think it's Logan.
- What?
- Yeah, I was just eaves dropping on them in the library.
They got the text too.
- Okay, well it's definitely not him.
Make sure they know that.
- I don't know girl jury's out for me,
but you'd know better than any of-
- Shh, just saying.
- Oh, get this.
So they called the number that the text came from
and apparently after a few rings,
it just went to this like really spooky version
of a nursery rhyme, like "Pop Goes the Weasel."
- Ew.
- Wanna hear it?
- Absolutely not.
- Too late.
- Wait, what if somebody picks up?
- Then Whitney does the talking.
- Hell yeah.
[melody begins]
- Ew.
- Is there like a, a secret message or something?
- What do you mean?
- I don't know, like a secret voice under the music
or anything.
- Oh, that is enough of that.
- We're not honestly thinking about going. Are we?
- Why not? If it sucks we'll just go somewhere
and get a drink.
- Wait, is anyone posting about this?
- Not that I've seen.
- Yeah, same.
- Weird.
- Well maybe we just keep it that way, like invite only?
- Which as of now is who?
Just us three.
- And Dana, Tyler and Steve.
- You guys know I hate spooky shit.
Ugh, fine, whatever.
I'll go but only if everyone else does too.
- That means Dana and Tyler seem down
and Steve said he'd go if they went.
- Wait, you talked to him?
- Yeah, I told you I was eaves dropping.
He was in the library with them.
- Oh, gotcha.
Yeah. So let's do it.
- So I mean, look, if it sucks, we're still gonna have fun.
- Well, we'll see about that.
- And in the event it does suck, first two rounds of drinks
are on you guys.
- Deal.
- Perfect [all cheers]
[upbeat music]
[sirens wailing]
- Vodka now.
- What are you doing here?
- Thought I could hitch your ride.
- Aren't you going with...?
- They dipped after their morning classes.
Amber had a massage Groupon or something
and I spent the afternoon in the chem lab.
You know, earning an A for me
and my mysteriously absent lab partner.
- Sorry, my internship went long.
- You didn't text.
- Neither did you.
- You owe me for the A I'm going to earn us.
You know that right?
- Want a drink?
- Yes, please.
Oh, I looked up this place online by the way.
Ownership transferred to some private corporation
a few years ago.
- Really?
What's it called?
- Didn't say, some anonymous holding company.
Looks like it's the only building they own,
but no one's done anything with it yet.
- Are we sure about this?
- Would you rather do something else?
- I mean, did you have something in mind?
- I don't know.
You're usually the one with all the good ideas.
- It'd be a bad look.
Everybody's really excited about the freaky warehouse party.
- Okay. When have you ever worried
about disappointing Tyler?
- Amber, it's...
- Oh yeah, yeah, no you're right.
- Jesus.
Hi. Sorry. I gotta pee.
- You know where it is?
Is Tyler coming?
- He's hot boxing.
- Yeah, so high school.
- Oh, I know.
Oh, I'll be two seconds.
- You okay?
- Yeah just...
I haven't been to a party with her since...
- It's gonna be chill.
- You don't know that, but thanks for saying.
Let's just keep it low key tonight yeah.
- Obviously.
- Any idea how many people are gonna be there?
- It's hard to say.
I haven't seen anybody talking about it on snap or anything.
It's either very exclusive or very secretive.
- Or both.
- Yeah. Or both.
[soft melody]
- You guys sure this is the place?
- Man. That's the same spot from high school.
Wanna try run back?
- Yeah, we tried that before you got here,
plus the text gave these exact coordinates.
- Also I just, I wanna put it out there.
Who the hell uses coordinates.
- Logan was always a geography nerd.
Brings us here for this half-ass prank,
but he's sitting in his dorm room, laughing his off.
- You know, Ty.
I wish, I wish that was true.
Definitely wouldn't be here
if I knew your degenerate asses were gonna be here.
- Oh shit.
- Logan?
- Yeah. The one and only.
- So this isn't...
- No, I got a text, same as you guys apparently.
- Wait, so you have no idea what this is either.
- No, I was hoping you would tell me.
- Look.
- Oh.
- Y'all Halloween was like four months ago.
- Hello?
- This is fucking weird.
- Yeah, you can say that again.
- You guys serious?
- Thank you for accepting our invitation.
- Mm-mm, nope, nope.
- No.
- Why don't you tell me this was a masquerade dog.
I would have dressed for the occasion.
- Please proceed to the individuals you see
at the front door and take one of their complimentary shots.
- Yeah. Thank you sir.
But I think I'm gonna pass on free alcohol
from complete strangers.
- What are you talking about? This is an open bar.
It's a party, right? Wow.
- Logan?
- Relax.
- Dummy.
- Salut!
- You're gonna wake up with a dick in your mouth,
you know that, right?
- [laughing] do you know the liability
they have putting something like this together?
They're not gonna do to us, this is all part of the fun.
- Oh, anybody else?
- Nah, man we're good.
- All right, more for me.
- Logan, easy.
- I said relax.
Seriously?
Nobody?
God, I know I was a buzzkill in high school, but man,
you guys are a bunch of fucking pussies.
- I think I wanna get a lay of the land
before we accept free shots from people with ropes.
- Yeah, maybe there's like an actual bartender
or something inside
and if not, we will go somewhere where there is one.
- [Voice] Enter please.
- What do you guys think?
- I mean we're here and we know the place,
but I mean like fucking Logan said that liability's
gotta be through the roof, right?
- Ty, what are you thinking?
- Whatever man we're here.
Logan's not gonna bitch out, I ain't gonna bitch out.
- Fuck it.
[eerie tune]
- You said you weren't coming.
- I changed my mind.
- You didn't tell me.
- I didn't think I had to.
- Don't be a dick.
- I'm not trying to be a dick. I'm just saying we're not...
Listen, we're not here together. Right?
We're both just here together.
If you wanna go make out with your ex in the corner-
- Dude.
- I know if you wanna go make out with Steve.
- That's totally cool with me.
- Now, I am available if the wind blows that way,
but low key, Michelle and Whitney are looking fire tonight
and whatever happens, happens so...
- Nice.
- I'll see you inside.
Okay.
Are you a chick or a dude?
- Nice place.
- Oh, what the fuck is this Mr. Creepy party host.
- Are we ready to go to the bar now Whit?
- Maybe.
[electronic music kicks in]
- Oh, okay. I can work with this.
- Whitney, we are the only people here
in a creepy fucking basement this is weird.
- Can't hear you.
- Fine.
[music continues]
- Hey, guess what?
I had the biggest crush on you in high school.
Actually on both of you guys.
- Oh really?
- Oh yeah, totally.
I chocked the chicken to you guys at least
three times a week.
- That is really some-
- Congratulations.
- Yeah, but you guys remember how bitchy you guys were
back then, oh, completely unapproachable.
- Excuse me.
- But now look at us.
Four years later, we're fucking dirty dancing together
in this old abandoned warehouse
and the precipice of a three way, whaat?
- Guys we should have just taken the mystery shot.
We can't find a bar anywhere.
- Yeah, some bullshit.
[indistinct chatter]
- What the hell guys I was trying to seal the deal.
- Hey Jesus Christ Logan.
- Go away.
- Man, kind of brother do you get some pussy white boy.
[music continues]
- I hate EDM.
- Yeah, I remember.
I don't think we really have much choice in the music.
You don't still think this is me. Do you?
- No, this would be a little extra even for you.
- Oh, thanks.
- You bring the guy.
- Excuse me.
- The new guy, Whitney said he got a text too.
Didn't tell me who he was,
but figured he might roll through.
[music continues]
Right? I was talking that.
- Steve-
- No, nevermind, yeah sorry.
- No, we're not-
- It's none of my business, I shouldn't have asked.
- Official.
We're not official.
Well, we're just seeing each other.
We're just talking whatever it's not-
- Do you wanna dance?
- What happened to hating EDM.
- Still hate EDM I just hate this conversation more.
Yeah.
[upbeat music]
Can we get some drinks up in here?
- What the fuck.
- I need a beer.
- Babe, I feel really dizzy.
[indistinct chatter]
- This place needs some ventilation.
[person coughs]
[inhales deeply]
[tense tune begins]
- Fuck.
Hello?
Yo this shit ain't funny anymore, let us out here.
Hey, you hear me?
- Babe, what happened?
- We're locked in.
They moved us. I don't know how.
- Oh.
- The hell was in those shots.
- Wasn't the shots, we all passed out.
You were the only one who drank
but whatever knocked us out was something else.
- We were drugged and trapped.
I already tried the door, we're stuck.
- What? They can't do this.
- Well, you don't believe me?
Go ahead tough guy, give it a shot.
- What, fuck you Tyler,
fucking hated you in high school and you know what?
I still hate you now.
- Is that why you're doing this?
- Excuse me?
- Taking front row seat in your weird little game.
I've seen Saw asshole I know how it ends.
- Listen, if I wanted to kill you,
I would've done that in the parking lot.
- Yeah.
- [Voice] For those wondering,
you've been slumbering for approximately 45 minutes.
- What the hell,
why were we even out in the first place?
- Is this the...
Oh shit.
- Hell no, no.
Open up the door, man.
Let us out the party's over dude.
- [Voice] Musical chairs.
- Yeah man. We don't wanna play your stupid ass game.
- [Voice] Play the game and then I'll end the party.
- This isn't a fucking party.
- [Voice] Very astute Michelle.
Perhaps you're not the stupid one after all.
- Fuck you.
- [Voice] Play the game.
- And what if we don't?
[tense tune]
- Screw it.
- [Voice] Good boys, good girls.
Now I'm sure you all know the rules,
but this version has a very special surprise,
though we'll get to that in due time.
- All right, let's go.
Come on man.
- [Voice] Ready?
- Wait, I'm scared.
- [Voice] Set.
- See.
[music begins]
- [Voice] Go.
[music continues playing]
- Oh, no I lost. Time to go home.
[dart pierces]
[eerie tune]
- You're alright.
- Oh my God.
- Is he okay?
Is he okay?
[Logan gasping]
Is he okay?
Oh my God, guys, what do we do?
- I don't fucking know, we go to community college.
I dunno shit about shit.
- Dude, take your belt off.
- What? My be...
What the fuck do you want with my belt.
All right.
I don't know what the to do with that thing.
- Holy shit
Holy shit.
Okay.
- Amber?
- Bullshit, yo, come on man.
Yo, stop playing this is too fucked up come on, wake up.
- Tyler stop.
- Wake up, man.
Get off of me. Come on, wake up.
- Stop.
- Get off me Dana.
- [Voice] That dart contains a rare, powerful toxin.
So he's most certainly dead.
Respiratory paralysis, suffocation, very painful.
- Why are you doing this?
- Somebody toss one of the chairs so we can play round two.
- What?
- Phones, phones guys. Anyone?
- Gone.
- Mine too.
- And like he said-
- [Voice] You have five seconds or I start taking you down
one by one.
- Okay brother. I don't know where you want.
Okay. But listen to me.
- [Voice] Five, four, three, two.
[music begins]
- What the hell is this place?
- Totally bad idea.
- Hey, don't blame me we all decided-
- Just shut up I want to hear when the music stops.
- I'm sorry.
- You fucking dick.
- I'm sorry.
[dart pierces]
[Michelle gasping]
- I did what I had to do.
- Anything to win. It's always been your model.
Ah, Tyler.
- Who the fuck are you.
- Toss a chair.
- What the fuck is happening?
- Who would want to do this to us?
- Is there a point to all of this are you just trying
to kill us all?
- [Voice] I need to thin the herd.
Our next game requires smaller teams.
- We're not playing another fucking game.
- [Voice] Oh you will.
But in the meantime,
consider what brought you here tonight.
Breathe deeply.
The fog we're pumping into the room should help.
- Come on, let's go, man.
Fuck off me you dip shit.
- Listen to me. You missed the game
winning touchdown pass, dude.
This is what happens.
Yo, watch out for coach.
- Yeah I got him.
- Swear to God Tyler.
- Take a deep breath.
[toilet flashes]
Still with me?
- Fuck yeah. Help!
- Ty.
- Back in you go.
You're lucky I didn't shit in this toilet.
- [indistinct].
- Tyler, Tyler.
- Hey. Hey, what the hell is going on here?.
- You knew this was coming, where are we?
- What the hell is this.
- Been popping up on phones all day during class.
Tracked it back to these three.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Say that, we could see all of your reflections
in the mirror, in the corner.
- Oops.
- Why would you do this?
- I mean, I don't really see what the big deal is.
- Taking compromising photos of another student
in the locker room.
- Yeah, but it's funny.
- Let alone circulating them.
- I mean, it's not like she didn't have clothes on.
- It's wrong, period.
Now get out, go home.
You're suspended for the rest of the week.
- But
- Now.
[person chuckles]
- Can we think of anyone else?
- No, that's all I got.
- Me too.
- Same.
- Guys, not to be that girl,
but I honestly can't remember doing anything like that
to anyone.
- All right. All right.
All right, think there's gotta be someone.
- Ian.
Hey man. I'm really sorry.
You know, I always liked you for being so chill
about everything.
- You don't even know it's him.
- We don't know it isn't.
- It's called insurance Whitney.
Why don't you try apologizing to Mariah?
- It's Mary.
- Whatever.
She's sorry, Mary.
- [Voice] What a wonderful trip down memory lane.
- Is that you Mary.
- [Voice] Shut up.
It's time for the next game.
- How would you let us outta here
before I find out who you are.
I'll make you play your own fucked up game.
- Yeah, kind of seems like someone dies.
Whether we play your stupid game or not.
- Let us the fuck outta here.
- [Voice] You know, you keep saying that.
- Then do it motherfucker.
- [Voice] Play the game and I will.
- What game?
- [Voice] Dodgeball.
- Jokes on you. You piece of shit.
I'm a fucking stud at dodgeball.
- Jesus Christ Tyler.
- [Voice] Team captains, the boys, Tyler and Steve.
- Don't you think that's a bit sexist?
- [Voice] Make your selections. Steve pick first.
- Why?
- [Voice] Alphabetical order.
- Fuck.
Amber.
- [Voice] Excellent. If not the obvious choice.
- Tyler?
- Dana you're with me.
- [Voice] Well, all right then.
It looks like we have an odd girl out.
- Yeah, yeah.
Maybe I just sit this round out.
[tasers crackle]
[upbeat tune]
- [Voice] Two minutes, one ball.
Everyone must play.
If even one of you abstains, you all die.
[taser crackling]
- [Voice] Go.
[upbeat tune]
Quit stalling. Or you get a dart in the eye.
[tune continues]
Pathetic, real throws, real stakes.
If I determine your effort is subpar,
you'll all suffer the consequences.
- You ready?
- Do it.
[upbeat tune]
- Shit.
- Gimme the ball. Quick, quick, quick.
- Ah fuck.
[tune continues]
- Fuck.
- Come on! Lets go!
- Damn it.
[Whitney screaming]
[timer beeps]
- [Voice] Well, would you look at that?
It seems we have a draw.
- What does that even mean?
You're just gonna kill us all?
- [Voice] On the contrary, you all played hard, tough.
You all live for now.
- Are you expecting a thank you or something?
- [Voice] The games continue.
You'll be hearing from me soon.
- If I get outta here, I'm gonna fucking kill you.
[voice laughing]
- What are we doing, what are we doing, what are we doing?
Holy shit.
What are we doing, what are we doing, what are we doing?
- Steve? Hey?
- They're fucking strangers in masks what are we thinking
There's nobody else can hear. What are we doing?
- Breathe, okay. Breathe.
- You don't have to do that.
- I want to.
- I know, but we're not.
The way it all went down-
- Hey, we are gonna get outta here.
- I messed up Amber.
- Why?
- Ever since senior prom people would just ask me
when we were gonna get married.
Which, it was scary because it felt safe.
It's a shit answer, I'm sorry.
- You know, people would ask me the same question
all the time.
- Really?
- Yeah.
And I would always just say today,
it's too fun to be thinking about tomorrow.
- How did I fuck this bad, me and you.
- A few ways.
But I do think that breaking up with me over a text
was your first major misstep.
- Yeah well, payback's a bitch.
'Cause putting the pieces together with Logan tonight.
- [exhales deeply] I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
- Kind of deserve it. Right?
I watch a lot of scary movies,
that the survivors or whatever
always go to some diner off the interstate
and eat pancakes at sunrise.
- Why? Are you looking for a date?
- I mean maybe.
- Holding you to that.
- Hey babe?
- Hey.
- I've been thinking.
- What is it?
- If we make it outta here?
- If.
- When we make it outta here. Yeah.
- Beginning to think you might actually be right with if.
- You don't say that. When we make it out.
When we do, we should get married.
- [scoffs] what did you just say?
- That we should get married.
- [chuckles] seriously?
- Yeah. Why not?
- Been dropping hints for months,
maybe even freaking years and here's where
you decided it's a good idea?
- I thought you would be happy.
- Yeah. Happy? Happy?
Just witnessed people get murdered all because we were
fucking assholes in high school, but yeah,
it's a great place. Let's just plan our nuptials.
- I just wanted to have a nice moment.
They're having a nice moment.
- Fucking unbelievable.
- Hey guys, Amber just thought of something.
- There were three of them.
- Really? You guys just noticed that.
- No, I'm not done.
I'm saying this whole time, we've been trying to work out
one person in charge of it all.
But what if it's all of them?
Three people who came together after high school
and teamed up to do whatever this is.
- Which means each one of us is a target.
- Which means none of us is getting out of here.
[computer beeping]
- Such fucking bullshit.
I mean, what even is this man?
Who are you? What the do you want with us?
Fucking bullshit. Come on motherfucker talk to me.
What do you want? Piece of shit.
Fuck you.
Come on motherfucker, talk to me.
Come down here and face me you fucking coward.
Come on.
- [Voice] That was quite the temper tantrum..
- Hi.
- [Voice] I think somebody needs a nap.
[eerie tune]
- The fuck.
Yo Steve.
Fuck, yo wake up. Hey?
Fucking gassed us again.
Ah, fuckshit.
Hop scotch, are you fucking kidding me.
- Bro?
Break the window.
- With fucking what dude?
- Your hands bro, just break the fucking window.
- Fuck.
We're on the fucking fifth floor dude.
- Just breathe.
It's okay we'll get out of here.
- Well does anyone give shit about who goes first?
Okay, I will.
- Hey, be careful.
- Careful.
- All right that, hold on. Hold on.
Careful.
Big step. Big step. Big step. Take it easy.
[dramatic tune]
- There you go assholes.
- So easy.
Gotta go Steve.
- Slow down man.
- Easy, easy.
- Okay.
Okay. Okay.
- Don't slip up.
- Careful.
- Careful on that.
- Hey.
- You're fine. You're fine.
Just fucking go man.
- Slowly, slowly.
Come on, Mr. Miyagi.
- Shut up.
- Only one leg.
- Okay, okay. Shut up.
[both sigh]
- You have to watch out for that one. Okay.
You're up.
- Start it Amber.
- Take it easy.
This is where it gets tough.
- You got it. You got it.
- Okay.
- Good job, look here.
Last one. Last one. Last one.
- Okay.
- Okay, okay.
[Tyler exhales]
Easy.
- I got this shit.
- You got it dude.
- Fuck.
I did that.
Okay, you're in your okay.
No, you're good.
- It's another tie. You gonna let us go.
- [Voice] Backwards.
- What?
- [Voice] Do it backwards.
- You got this.
Hey, grab my...
You got this.
- Okay.
- Take your time.
- Okay. Okay.
- Great, don't move.
- Okay. I'm good. I'm good.
- That's not your fault.
- I'm good.
- You can step around it.
- Okay.
- Oh God. That was fucking close.
- You see that shit yeah.
- Okay, you got this.
On the ground after this one.
- Okay. Don't worry you got it.
- This is fucking stupid.
- Good job. Good job. You're fine.
- Okay.
- Good job.
- [Voice] Yes.
- Nice.
- Sure got it.
- Good job. Good job.
Yep. Keep going.
- Keep breath.
- Just take it slow.
- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Straight back.
- Watch your step.
- Careful. Careful. Watch your heel.
- Hey careful.
- Steve.
- Don't take any risks, dude.
It's not worth-
- This fucking game is a risk.
- Okay just focus.
- You're good.
- Be careful.
- Okay.
- You're almost done.
- Don't rush it.
- Come on.
- You got this.
- Grab my hand.
- Thanks Taylor.
Oh shit.
- Be careful, careful.
- [indistinct] done with it.
- Just get past these ones and you'll be all right.
- Yeah.
- You're almost out. Take it easy.
You're good, you're good.
- Come on Tyler baby.
- Don't show off bro.
Don't get cocky. Don't get cocky.
- We're gonna fucking die playing hop scotch man.
I got this shit.
- Ha, fuck you I got it.
- Tyler?
- What?
- Oh shit.
[dart pierces]
- Oh my God. Oh my God.
- Oh my, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh my God.
Oh my God. Oh my God.
[voice laughs]
- Dana? Dana don't.
- There's no point, they're not gonna let us go.
- You don't know that.
You don't know that.
- Yeah I do.
- Oh shit, what the fuck is going on.
[Steve and Amber struggling]
[Amber crying]
- [Voice] And then there were two.
If it's any consolation, I was going to eliminate
Dana anyway. She was kind of a bitch.
- Fuck you.
- [Voice] Oh, well time for the last game.
- Where's Whitney.
- [Voice] Why don't we rise to our feet
so we can get started.
Don't ask embarrassing questions.
Amber, Steve to the starting line.
Come on, you both come this far.
Why would you give up now?
This is the last game, I swear on my mother's life.
You two could actually walk away from this
if you both make it through, high school sweethearts,
the love birds all ready for diner pancakes at sunrise.
- Fuck you.
What's the game.
- [Voice] Red light. Green light.
You both know how to play it right?
- Run on green. Stop on red.
- [Voice] Easy peasy.
Just make sure you remain completely still
until I say green light again.
Backs against the railing to start.
- Yeah, we got it.
- [Voice] Easy Steven.
- Steve.
- [Voice] Ready?
Okay then.
- [Voice] Red light.
- What are you supposed to say?
- [Voice] I know what I'm supposed to say Steven.
It's my game, we just don't have all the players
at the starting mark yet.
- What are you talking about we're both right here.
- [Voice] Presenting, Whitney.
- Whitney [indistinct]
- [Voice] Backs against the rail.
Surprise, there's still plenty of time to die.
We wanted her here to complete the love triangle
for the grand finale.
- Don't...
- [Voice] Are you going to tell her or should I?
- Steve, what is he talking about?
- Nothing.
- [Voice] Nothing?
Perhaps it was nothing to you, but-
- Shut up.
- What is going on?
- Sorry.
- Sorry for what? Whitney?
- [Voice] Take the duct tape off
and you each get a dart to the eye.
Tell her Steve.
- I cheated on you.
- What?
- With Whitney?
Amber, I am...
- No.
- [indistinct] listen to me.
- No. Oh, okay.
What was it?
Was it just some like blackout night at one of the friends,
right, is that why...
That's why you said you're over them, right?
And then you guys just felt really bad
because you knew that you made a mistake.
Oh, you wanted to be with her.
- I thought I did,
but I was wrong. It was bullshit.
I was, it was wrong.
- It was bullshit
I was...
- It was bullshit.
- No, no, no, no.
It was true. Okay.
It was true. It was true. Okay.
- Except for the part where you forgot to tell me
about fucking my best friend and then wanting to be-
[indistinct chatter]
Shut up.
- Amber I'm sorry.
- Yeah, you've been saying that a lot tonight.
Let's play.
- That's my girl.
- Amber, listen, listen to me. Listen to me.
- Can't I'm in the zone.
[Steve stammering]
I was confused.
Okay. I was confused with all this.
It was all fucking bullshit.
Okay. I didn't know what I wanted.
I didn't know what I wanted and she was just,
she was just giving me the-
- [Voice] Green light.
Red light.
- Amber okay. It's gonna be shit.
Okay, it's gonna be shit.
It didn't matter. It's just like you and Logan.
Okay. It's okay. It didn't matter.
- That makes me feel better.
- [Voice] Green light, red light.
- Amber, Amber.
- Like you care.
- [Voice] Green light, red light.
- Amber listen. Okay, statistically, this is gonna die
in like 30 seconds.
We really just gotta work it out.
We can't like, go like this. You know what I mean?
We gotta like quick fucking come to terms.
- Steve, I'm about to throw you to the fucking ground
the minute he says green light.
- [Voice] Green light, red light.
Green light, red light.
- Fuck you.
- [Voice] Red light.
- Oh shit.
- [Voice laughs] I said red light Steven.
- Amber, the only person who ever called me Steven-
[dart pierces Steven]
[Amber screams]
- [Voice] Green light.
Game over.
Wasn't that fun? Amber?
- No it wasn't.
- [Voice] Sorry, I tried my best.
I even gave you the whole girl power ending in everything.
- You swore on your mother's life
that we could walk out of here.
Let us go.
- [Voice] I swore on my mother's life
that this was the last game, and it is.
[Dart pierces Whitney]
[somber tune]
- Guys what do we do?
- I don't know, we go to community college.
I dunno shit about shit.
- Take your belt off.
- What?
- Put it in his [indistinct]
- Not I, you.
- All day it to three.
- You're lucky. I didn't in this toilet.
- Really [indistinct]
- Tyler, Tyler. Hey, what the hell going on in here?
We were just playing.
- Why would you do this?
- I mean, I don't really see what the big deal is.
- They're never gonna let us go.
- You don't know that.
- Yeah, I do.
- Oh shit.
- [person coughing] Fuck you Tyler.
- [indistinct]
[Amber screams]
- We can see all of your reflections in the mirror,
in the corner.
- Oops,
- You lied.
- [Voice] It was never stated that winning
meant you could walk free.
- What?
- [Voice] Winning just meant you got to live
a little longer than the losers.
Which isn't that what life is all about anyway?
Trying to stay alive for just as many seconds as possible
before you just die anyway.
- Don't you want there to be one survivor.
Just to tell your story.
Isn't that what killers want, the recognition?
[Amber gasps]
- You guys.
- Surprise?
- I think Steven almost blew that surprise.
- Yeah. That was a close call.
- I didn't realize you were the only one
that called him Steven.
- Neither did I?
- Why?
- Really? Why?
- Yes.
- Because they were terrible.
- Worst class ever.
- Made our lives hell.
- Cost me my marriage, but not you Amber.
You were a rare exception.
- What are you talking about?
- Kind, decent, very refreshing to see you lose it
just a little bit back there.
Completely justified by the way.
Oh, just like us.
- Murder is justified.
- It's situational.
- Perhaps we overreacted just a tad.
- I don't think so.
- Yeah. I think you're right.
- I've been dreaming it this day for years.
- You guys are insane.
- Amber, you were never in any danger.
Think back musical chairs.
The music would always stop right when you were
in front of the seat.
Dodgeball, we would always fudge the clock
if you dropped it, no one was looking anyway.
- Same with hop scotch.
- You needed to be here.
You needed to see what we saw.
- You're crazy.
- Maybe.
But is that such a bad thing?
You know what, I'll tell you what,
we could really use someone like you on our team.
- Excuse me.
- At the high school,
there's a real shortage of substitute teachers.
- And with you being such a recent graduate,
I really think that the kids would really relate to you,
confide in you and share all their secrets.
- Think about it. Well, yeah.
- If you say no, we're gonna have to kill you.
- How are you getting away with this?
Who's cleaning all of this up.
- Oh, well, some of the janitors are in on this too.
- Can I just say goodbye to them?
- Of course.
Not for nothing, but you could have done a lot better.
- Agreed.
Whats the process for applying to be a sub?
It's really quite simple you have to do it.
[Amber lunging with dart]
- Great party.
- Maybe. Holy plane.
I like the fucking party.
You cool to see you guys from school
except Tyler the fucking douche bag hope he's not here.
Guys? You guys in here?
Hello?
It was today, right?
Yeah it was today. Guys?
All these years, these guys are still out pranking me.
Douche bags.
Anyone?
Guys you in there?
Hello?
Guys.
[upbeat tune]