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C'mon girl!
Let's go before all the damn alcohol dries up.
Look, we'll just stay for a little bit.
Trust me, it's good for you to get out among some people your own damn age.
We spend enough time with those...
Okay.
Okay, I know you like them
- Just come on, girl!
I say goddam,
I say goddam!
So nice, you said it twice.
I'll take a bump, Ms. Hoover.
That's it?
Go easy, B-rad.
This is primo shit.
Trained professionals only.
You ain't kidding.
I definitely want more of this superlative snow.
How much should I give you?
You still gettin' from that cat Frisco?
Yeah, he's my guy.
For, like, ever.
He also can get?...
Beans, Dirty Sprite, Scooby Snacks, Fent, Percs, Vikes, Xannies, Hillbilly Heroin,
whatever you want dude.
Damn, I'm not about that rehabbound life, girl.
I just meant the Devil's Lettuce.
Oh.
Yeah, he got that, too, fam. Obvi.
I am ready to get turnt.
Oh yeah?
Gonna Nicolas Rage tonight.
What's up, bitches?
What up, girl?
Hey everybody, this is Stephanie, she's awesome.
Stop it.
Hi, everyone.
She's also shy as shit, so you dbags better make her feel welcome.
Francesca, stop.
Alright, who's got a shot for us.
Why thank you, kind sir.
Let's get it poppin'.
Haven't seen you at Black Bean in a minute?
Been busy as shit, working these doubles, which kill me,
so even when I'm free I'm too dead to do anything but Netflix.
No "and chillin'"?
Nu-uh.
Damn.
How's the, uh, the book coming along?
There is something at work in my soul, which I don't understand.
That, uh, a line from it, or?..
That's my homegirl Mary Shelley.
I'm just a little blocked, right now, it'll pass.
So you work with Francesca, right?
Yeah.
How do you like, uh, that line of work?
Okay.
Okay, well...
How do you know, everyone?
That one there...is Rachel.
This is her place - well, her parents,
So she lives here with them?
No,
Rachel is not into having roommates of any sort.
She has a studio downtown.
Oh.
So do you live around here, Hawthorne?
Oh. Only moved here last year.
Lived closer to the city before.
Oh word, me too.
But I've been around here for a minute now.
Ew.
Good?
Oh yeah!
And we look good.
This scumbag, "councilman" Maestro, it's like...
Oh yeah, so gross, I saw
- all that shit with like young, teenage girls
Seriously such a pervert.
What is wrong with men?
-They are all disgusting.
Agreed.
This guy is from our town though, and it's like, trending...
Yeah, that is kinda cool.
At least we're on the map for something.
Let me see that.
And his wife is ‘standing strong at his side.'
Jesus, that's pathetic.
Why don't these women just leave these douche canoes?
God.
It's probably more complicated than that.
Whatever. Just seems really weak to me.
You are so gorgeous.
Shut up.
What's your rush?
It's my party...
I'm the host...have to get down there.
Okay. ...You're the boss, as usual.
I'd think you wouldn't want people to wonder what you were doing, no?
Whatever, I'm not the one in a "relationship."
Seeya down there, cowboy.
Another obsession?
Huh? What are you talking about, dude?
Seriously, you're gonna play this game with me?
You obviously dig her.
No. No, come on.
Can't you just, like, be chill and not spazz all over the chicks in our circle?
It always makes things awkward as shit.
Yeah, I mean, I don't, like, whatever.
Everyone knows you were low-key stalking Rachel in college.
I was not! We were friends.
Mmkay. And those rumors that you roofied that freshman our senior year?
Oh my god! That never happened!
Why are you bringing up nonsense from a hundred years ago?
Busting your tiny balls, man.
Anyway, how's your job or internship thing going?
It's a plastics company or something?
Well, that's one of the products they engineer there.
So weird to me that you're an actual chemist.
Yeah, I dunno.
Always was just good at it.
Especially confounding since you're so goddam awful at chemistry with females.
Dude, shut up!
Just fuckin' wit' you, J-money.
Hey.
You okay?
Who me? Cool as sea cucumber.
Ok.
Everything all right at home?
Yeah, y'know, was just checking in.
That guy still hanging around there?
Ok. Yeah, sometimes.
What can I say, my mother has inordinately shitty taste in men.
Welcome to the club.
Ok guys, who wants to play a game?
Is it a drinking game?
I'm already pretty lit, but up for anything.
It's better than that.
A sex game??
Ew.
Like ‘Eyes Wide Shut,' or butt naked Twister - what's the big deal.
Amongst us, there are two witches, who have infiltrated our peaceful village.
They are a wicked lot, this dastardly duo.
Each night, when the sun sets on our 17th century hamlet,
the witches wake, and take the life of yet another townsperson.
Wait, I know this game, we call it mafia, it's where
Hold all comments and questions until the end, ye town apothecary tender.
Always have to be in charge, don't you?
Aww, what's a' matter, boo?
Nothing, she
When I tell you that night has descended,
all you loyal townsfolk will lower your heads and close your eyes.
And I shall tap the heads of the two witches,
who will make eye contact and silently acknowledge their evil kin.
When the sun rises, the townsfolk shall awake, and begin formulating accusations.
Then the accused must defend themselves.
Once there is a formal accusation on the floor,
the accused has thirty seconds to try to save their own neck...
Literally.
I am gonna slay this game.
I been killin' the game since ‘08, yo.
Are there any questions?
Can the witch be a male?
What kind of an ignorant, antithesis of woke, comment is that?
Totally un-woke.
Evil takes all forms.
Of course.
And now...night has fallen.
Lower your heads and close those doe-like eyes...
All right, humble villagers,
the sun is breaking over the horizon...
Everyone is coming out of their deep slumbers...
But, alas, there are two interlopers among you.
You must suss them out and burn them at the stake, if you want to live...
Go.
Francesca is totally a witch!
I am not! You are totally a bitch!
On second thought, maybe it's not this THOT.
Oh my god, shut up.
I think it's Ern.
It's not me.
How do we know?
Because I'm a terrible liar, just ask my girlfriend.
Who conveniently isn't here
– you witch!
He's a witch, burn him!
I'm not a witch.
If you kill me, the town loses an innocent person and you all will die.
Oh My God kill this little witch bitch already!
All right, yon town's inhabitants, do we have a formal accusation on Ern, the village cobbler?
Yes!
Cobbler?
You worked at that shoe store that one time.
Oh.
Ern. This is your final chance to defend yourself.
I'm not the witch.
I can not lie. In fact, I like big butts,
so I am incapable of lying.
So, yeah. Don't do this.
You are oozing toxic masculinity right now.
Haters...gonna hate.
People, what say you?
All who believe Ern stirs eye of newt into a boiling cauldron, raise your hands.
Opposed?
I don't know why, but I believe him.
All right, Ern...now you burn.
What are - excuse me - what were you?
I was innocent, you idiots.
You all are the village idiots.
Aww - damn!
- I knew it wasn't him - No you didn't - etc.
I gotta go anyway, I have to pick up my girlfriend from work
Okay, see you later.
I'll see you later.
My boy.
I'll see you later.
All right, the sun is rapidly descending beyond the western hills.
Townspeople, sleep...
Witches, silently arise – and choose your victim.
All right witches, heads back down...
Mind your pointy hats...
And now... townsfolk...
another dawn has come.
Most of you escaped the night...but one of you...
Is dead.
It seems a loose wagon wheel has crashed through your thatched roof home and squashed you in your sleep.
I am sorry...
You are dead, Melanie.
Oh come on, what the shit!
Reveal your true identity.
I was a townie.
NOT a witch.
Although now I'm seriously considering becoming a real witch so I can kill all of you.
That's fair.
And now town folk, try to find those pesky Wiccans.
This game sucks. I hate all of you.
I dunno, yo - why are you so quiet, um, what is it, Stacey?
It's Stephanie, you dick, and she's always quiet.
So why are you so quick to come to defense her?
Because she's my friend, you cockles wonder!
You're the damn witch, making a million accusations and being super aggro
Yes, textbook deflection.
Nice, Brad, thow me under the bus, like you always do.
I vote Jake is the witch, who's with me?
Okay, that is one quick, nearly unanimous accusation.
Jake, if ye be witch or if ye be "l'innocent,"
now ye may defend thyself.
Jesus Christ, this is so dumb. I'm not the witch!
Oh, so convincing.
Fine you know what: It's not me – I peeked and saw who it really was, okay?
Seriously, you suck.
Okay well you're dead regardless now.
Don't reveal what you actually were.
And now, unsuspecting villagers, the golden orb of the sun is descending behind the hills
Uh, hey, can I help you?
You most certainly can.
Um, okay...
So, um, wait - who are you?
Uh, you're too nice.
Hey! Were you invited?
No? Then get the hell out of her house.
Holy shit!!
Hey! She's hurt!
Bad. Look.
Jesus! We need to call her an ambulance
Step. Back.
Listen, you're injured, okay?
We are going to make sure you get help. Just, let us.
I am just fine.
You...you are the ones who are in grave danger.
I'm calling 9-1-1.
Shit. Phone's dead, someone else do it.
Whoa, wait a minute, my shit is out everywhere, just give me a second
What the hell – my phone is dead too.
They're all dead. For now.
What do you mean?
They won't function, for now.
I need to explain something to all of you.
This is insane.
I'll keep it simple.
I am...not who I appear to be.
I'm just using this corporeal ‘vessel,'
this body, for a little bit.
Just enough time to deliver an important message to you.
We're dying of suspense.
There is a man, a very, very sick man, on his way here.
He is...taking lives.
He took the one of this person you see before you.
But I am here to offer you
... a deal.
A way out.
A chance to survive.
I don't know what kind of sick prank this is, you and your geek friends
hacked our phones or something for your lame YouTube channel
but I'm outta here.
Wait.
Listen to her.
Let's go, Stephanie.
If you walk out that door, fate will intervene, and you will instantly die.
Eat me.
AHHHHH!!
Maybe now I actually have your attention.
No fucking way.
This a fucking folie à cinq?
Who are you?
I've been given many names over the epochs,
but I think you may already know.
What do you want?
I told you, I'm here to help.
This isn't happening...
I need to take six souls back with me to the...other side
– well, five now.
It doesn't matter to whom they belong.
So, sorry to be blunt, but what the fuck does that mean?
If you can lure another individual here,
and if you actively take responsibility in getting them to take your place,
so to speak, you can walk out of here alive
– deadline is 4:37 am, by the way.
That's when your executioner arrives.
On. The. Dot.
So wait, you're saying we have to bring other people here,
and then, this lunatic will kill them instead of us?
Not exactly.
She means
that we have to actually kill them.
Right?
Tit for tat. Yes.
Why would we agree to this?
It's your choice, fully dependent on how much you value your own life.
"Man is condemned to be free."
Fuck this.
Once I resurrect your phones, you are free to call for help,
the police, whomever – but I promise you,
if you do not take a life in your stead,
then the second you pass through that door, you'll end up just like your friend out there.
Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,
I don't want to look at...
Where do you come from?
I have always just...
been a necessary, ultimate part of the life cycle.
Rachel, you study psychology, correct?
What did Freud say, after all?
‘The goal of all life is death.'
But if you are just a...
Why are you doing this, with us?
Everything that has a ‘life force' of some sort has wants, desires, an id.
Even the most basic of beings.
I simply want to be entertained. ...Every eon or so.
You think, say, a virus has no conscience? No desires?
If it didn't, then why does it do what it does?
Why would it destroy everything in its path,
with no concern for anything else?
I have no idea.
Because the virus does have needs. Wants. Desires.
So you're a virus.
No. I am not.
A virus can be destroyed.
You know what?
You can go fuck yourself.
You say some maniac is going to come here and kill us?
Fine, bring it on.
I am not afraid to die.
If that really is true, then I welcome you to accept your fate.
But I have a sneaking suspicion that is not the case.
Sweetie,
you appear to be on good terms with your maker.
If you would truly like to meet him,
well, you have nothing to fear, right?
If you've lead a righteous life.
There has to be a logical way out of this.
Do you actually believe her?
I don't think we can afford not to. Don't you?
I mean, look at the wound on her head - she's dead.
What are you talking about?
What are we going to do??
It's not fucking all right!
Everyone.
Your phones are back on.
You are free to contact anyone you like.
What are you doing?
I gonna call my mom.
And what? Bring her here? What is that going to solve?
This can't be real.
Bradley...come here.
Come here!
Listen, do you really believe what she said? That we can be saved if we...
I'd be a fool to not consider every option in front of us at this point.
Okay, okay so how about this option?
We kill that bitch.
From the looks of that girl, she's not exactly alive.
Well, she's not exactly dead is she?
That is an interesting point you raise.
Look, dude, before we start doing...
whatever the hell it is we're about to do...why don't we at least "exhaust that option?"
We need to preserve some goddam equanimity.
What if that just pisses her off and she kills us on the spot?
Before we start murdering other people, don't you think that's a risk we should take?
‘There are evils worse than death.'
Should we tell the others?
No way. Let's just do this.
You just distract her, okay?
Jesus Christ. ...
Okay.
What are you gonna...?
Can I ask you a question?
How old are you?
The moment life was created, so was I.
Why?
There is an inherent balance to the universe.
And one more question;
if we each take a soul, then what happens to the ‘maniac' or whatever?
He simply will change his course of action, not even understanding why.
You'll never see him.
Really?
Really.
Uh...sorry
I won't hold it against you.
But heed my words, each second you waste dilly dallying with me,
is another second off your rapidly dwindling lifespans.
Didn't think you would be this predictable.
Trying to get me to fall in this way.
‘He that dies pays all debts.'
Is that from Game of Thrones?
It's Shakespeare, you idiot.
What happened?
Your companions were trying to "cheat death."
Unsuccessfully.
I know you are having a difficult time digesting this, but I assure you, this is the only way out.
For reals.
That was really fucking dumb, you two.
I'm sorry.
We have to be on the same goddam page here if we're going to figure a way out of this.
There has to be a way for us to, I don't know, manipulate these circumstances to our advantage.
Francesca is fucking dead!
That Girl is fucking dead
How are we going to "manipulate" death??
There must be a reason why ‘she,' or it, or whatever that thing is, chose us.
That's what I was thinking.
What does that matter??
Oh my god we're going to fucking die!
We are NOT going to die.
Well, I sure as shit don't want to.
I don't care; I'm not going down without a fight. I am going to survive.
Same here.
What if we...I know this sounds...
but what if we could do some good with this?
Good?? Are you mental?
I mean, like, look... All she wants is for us to get some ‘souls' here...
What if we brought some that...
that would make the world a better place if they were...gone.
Yeah, I see what you mean.
There are some shitty people that, yeah,
maybe best be suited not inflicting pain on others...
Are you being serious?
Well, just think about it
I don't wanna think about it because it's SICK!
Wait.
You guys have a point.
If, just hypothetically, we were to eliminate people that are causing real harm to others
- and we devoted the absolute rest of our lives to helping other people, to doing good
- I think, morally, we would actually come out on the right side of this.
That's moral relativism, right there.
Nietzsche at his finest.
Which, don't forget, he bit from Protagoras, "Man is the measure of all things."
Kids.
The clock is ticking.
Just say it.
My mom's boyfriend.
Of course.
"Hank."
Yeah.
...What's his deal, Brad?
He...
He's hurt my mother.
My brother, too.
What a piece of shit.
I'd be lying if I said I haven't fantasized about this before.
I just, I always try to be around when he is there, to protect them,
but sometimes... Sometimes I can't.
Well fuck it, that's all I need to hear.
Get him here.
I don't know what to say though.
We're not exactly on speaking terms.
It's gonna be weird as shit.
What's he into?
What do you mean?
I mean, what will entice him?
Get him over here.
He's a scumbag, a complete degenerate. a philistine.
All he cares about is gambling, money...
Call him and tell him we have a high stakes poker game here.
And the players suck, so he'll win, or something.
I dunno...
No. There has to be a reason why YOU would call him.
Precisely.
How about, you were partying here, and you found my parents' safe.
It's too heavy to transport on your own-and since you got a ride here from Melanie,
you need his car, too.
Shit.
That's not bad.
That's good, Rach.
Looks like you have a knack for this, too.
Okay. Do it. Call him.
Uh, Hank, can I talk to you for a minute?
Yeah...Ok...
Take your time...
Uh, I didn't really know who to ask about this, but...
I'm at somebody's house,
a party
– it's this rich kid's place
- found a safe here.
I know it's got cash in it...
But it's too heavy for me to take on my own, and I can't get it open,
Yeah, I got a ride...
So, I found a way to bring it through the back without anyone seeing me...
Can you help me?
We can open it, split the...
I'm serious. Dead ass. ...
Ok...yeah, I can text you the address.
Thanks, man.
He's coming.
Okay.
So now what, should we start another or...?
It's almost one-forty five.
Let's not complicate things.
Let's get this done first.
Bradley – are you ready?
He's a piece of shit.
If he hurt your mother, your little brother, he deserves this.
Trust me.
The world is way better without him.
It's gonna have to be.
Alright, so...
So what's the plan? Poker again?
No.
He's a big dude. Need something bigger to take him down.
Rach, do you have any... weapons here?
My brother played baseball.
There are still bats in his room. Would that?...
If I hit him hard enough.
Shit. We have to get Francesca off the porch.
Can we pull her in, without, y'know...
Yes. Of course. You can put your hand out the doorway...just don't cross the threshold.
Let's go get her...
My lord, guide me.
Uh, hey kids, what's shakin'?
You guys seen Brad?
What the fuck, boy??
I...am...gonna...beat your ass boy...
Ah! Fuck!
Help!
You little cunts!
Do it!
No!
AAHHHH!
Aahhh!
Listen, I need you to calm down.
I don't want the neighbors to hear any more screaming over here than necessary.
What if they get curious and come over?
What then?
Good team work.
All of you.
You really came through.
Especially Bradley.
So...
Remember, the first is always the hardest.
The ice-breaker.
Keep the momentum going.
I'm going for a walk.
Why do you talk like that?
Pardon?
Like that?
Very different...
I've heard every tongue ever spoken, every word, every cuss, and colloquialism
See you later, hunty.
I hate to say it, but the bitch is right.
You mean?
About ‘momentum.'
Yes.
So who else?
I can't think of...
Come on, there has to be more people that would be better off...
Wait. Stephanie.
You worked with Francesca at Westhedge, right?
Yeah, that's where we...
Well, think. There has to be some people there that actually want to die.
Sweet plan.
Jesus, Rachel, you're supposed to be the smart one.
Shut up, Jake.
Yeah, but wait a second - maybe there is another worker there
- a nurse, or, I dunno, a guard there that you're friends with,
or has a crush on you, that could smuggle someone out.
...I don't know. I really only am friendly with Francesca there...
What's the matter, Stephanie?
You're being weird...er.
Fine, whatever. No old people then.
What are you doing?
I think I left my phone there.
Seriously??
Guys, come ON.
There are so many shitty twats in the world.
This should not be that hard.
There's just not a lot off the top of my head, who I personally know.
But, what about your dealer?
Frisco?
Yeah.
Are you serious?
He's the best - no way.
Wait.
Another idea?
What if it's someone we don't directly know.
Yes.
There has to be a way to lure someone "bad" here.
Someone we indirectly know.
Someone who's close enough...
Holy shit! You're a genius.
What?
Maestro.
Yes.
That politician perv?
Mm-hmm.
We just have the lay the right bait. He'll come.
What, you have his number or something?
Don't need it - thank you, internet.
Exactly. We can just tweet at his filthy old ass.
So who's gonna do it?
It has to be believable
And not sus at all.
Let's not overthink this.
Who's got the most enticing Instagram?
Okay, okay. I'll do it.
I'll like some of his pics and follow him.
Melanie, don't take this the wrong way;
you're obviously hot and your pics are ‘lit'
– but I don't think you're his type.
Oh, you mean...
Yeah. This dude is into young girls.
Innocent looking ones.
Okay, so?...
Stephanie, do you have an account?
Can I see?
Oh, damn... This is perfect.
Do you mind if I?...
...And ..sent.
Okay.
Bingo.
What? He followed you back
He just sent me a message.
For real?
He literally just gave her a "'Sup cutie?" DM.
Is this guy legit?
Like, that easy?
Yeah, wait...
He's being investigated for a litany of sexual misconduct charges
and he takes the bait, just like that?
Do you think this is some sort of trap?
I think men are just inherently fucktards when it comes to anything related to their dicks.
Sounds about right, actually.
What are you telling him?
I'm just saying I saw him around..
figured ‘what the heck...wanted to see if he'd like to come to our party and hang.'
Yeah, that's good, make it seem casual.
But what if he gets suspicious about the ‘party,' maybe he'd want to meet her alone instead?
Sent.
We'll find out soon enough what this pedo is into.
You've invited another guest?
Yup. The party don't stop here.
This person you've extended your hospitality to...
He is a dangerous man.
Be careful in how you approach this.
Wow, you are SO fucking nice to be worried about us.
I just want to see you accomplish your tasks, that is all.
I'll leave you to it.
"What's the addy?"
– Is this guy serious? He's like fifty.
I got it.
He obviously has some delusions about appearing youthful or whatever.
Predators like that either identify with their prey, or know exactly how to manipulate the naive.
Well his sick old ass is getting manipulated right here.
"Omw."
Okay
so... Who's doing him?
You are all able to help one another, in fact, the more the merrier,
but one person must actually take their replacement's soul.
We got it.
Just keep it simple.
Who hates him the most?
I think he's a vile piece of garbage.
I can do it.
No. I actually want to do it.
Can't wait..
He said ten minutes.
All right, so what's the plan of attack?
The bat, we still have the poker, um...
Knives.
Are you ok, Melanie?
I'm downright dandy.
So, knives?
Kitchen.
You think something happened to her, before, that
Shh. Shut up, Jake.
You used to value my opinion, Rachel.
Huh?
You really have a selective memory, don't you?
Guys, please, let's focus.
Stephanie.
Head in the game, girl.
Get in the exact same positions as before.
Rachel, you can message him once he's here, lead him where to go.
I'm getting in this closet.
Once he comes out and I'll take care of it.
‘Take care of it?'
I'll stab the pedophile in his back.
Okay?
Ah!
Apologies.
I just want to tell you all how wonderful you are doing.
Good luck.
Hey,
nice digs.
Hey, what's up, man?
Nothin', just chillin'. Where's, uh.. ‘Steph' at?
Hi, it's me.
Glad you came.
My pleasure.
AArrrghhh!
What the fuck?
You wanna fuck with me?
You don't know who you're fucking with!
No!
Graahh!
WWAAARRGGGHHH!
Maybe now you'll go out with me?
You'll be okay, Jake,
we're going to get you to the hospital.
That's not... how...this works...
That was...breathtaking.
I am so, SO proud of you, all.
Especially you, Stephanie.
You really reconnected there with something, hmm?
I am sorry about your friend, though. Truly, I am.
He did die valiantly, though.
Holy fuck.
I get this now.
You're not making us do this because you're just "bored,"
or want to be "entertained," you're doing this
I'm not making you do anything,
if you recall. Free will.
One of the many joys of being human.
You know what I mean you dead bitch.
You chose us, the six of us,
because we all have something in our past...
something dark..
What do you mean?
Did you hear what she just said to Stephanie
– about "reconnecting"
– what's that mean, Stephanie?
You're a born-again Christian, right?
...You could say that.
So what did you leave behind – what part of you "died?"
I don't know what you mean.
Who were you, Stephanie?
I love when you come over.
I love coming, Harmony.
I want you to choke me.
Mmm...Really?
Yeah, babe, come on.
Harder.
I just left her there.
Jesus, Stephanie.
I'm sorry.
That doesn't sound like it was your fault at all.
Well, I didn't get caught.
I had already been in juvie and had a lot of things on my record...
But the police thought it was just another kid OD-ing.
You did what you had to.
After that, I...
I knew I had to change things. Or else I'd die.
That's why you really aren't ready to die just yet, right?
Still have to try to make things right?
Yeah.
So...
Who wants to go next?
Just to remind all of you,
the time is currently three sixteen and twenty two seconds.
You have less than one hour and twenty one minutes left to complete your tasks.
We got it.
Do you?
There are now...two of you who have some serious work to do.
I would advise you to attend to the undertaking at hand.
Post haste.
Hehehe.
I said "undertaking" without even realizing it.
Shit.
My mind is...drawing a blank..
I can't think..
I don't know anyone else who...
I don't mean to put another proverbial fly in the motherfuckin' ointment here,
but we have to figure out what to do with these bodies, too.
I mean, once this is all over with...
You're right.
With my...record – I am so screwed if I get caught with...
Jesus! Can we just focus on getting two more people here
so Rachel and I don't fucking die!
I don't give a shit about going to jail right now
– I just want to live!
Mel, it's okay, we'll figure this whole thing out.
Look, what I was saying before...
There's a reason we were chosen.
Think, hard... Probably something you don't want to dredge up.
It could be the key.
What happened to you?
Why do you think that?
Just because this chick was a legit junkie - no offense
I did something.
Tell us...
Before when it was just my mom and me, my brother...
I did some things to help us get by. Stuff I'm not particularly proud of now.
Like what?
Just petty crimes, shoplifting, mostly, getting us stuff we needed...
But, there was one day when...
Come back here!
Help!
I don't know what happened to that guy.
I never went back there.
That was brave of you to share, Bradley.
I'm just...
trying to help you guys think of...
I don't know.
But why's it all on me?
Rachel, what about you?
If we all have some dark secret bullshit, why don't you go?
I, um...I've been racking my brain, but I haven't been able to think of anything.
I'm not just saying that.
I...Maybe there is something I might have...blocked?
My subconscious?
I don't know.
Rachel, you are on the right track.
Your instincts are remarkable.
Just remember.
You can use your past to shape your future.
Thanks, Dr. Fucking Phil.
I truly do appreciate how you treat life like a game, Melanie.
But when you don't realize,
is when you lose,
you really do lose.
Ahhh!
I don't care. Anymore.
I don't. I don't want to die.
We just need to get someone here.
Anyone.
Ok, wait.
I'll go.
You guys have known me for a long time.
You know I'm an honest person;
I don't have anything to hide.
In school, I was the same way I am now.
I like to have a good time,
I don't give a shit about what anyone thinks of me.
One summer, when I went up stair, I was at a party...
No way that happened.
It did.
Cross my heart.
Yeah but you ain't got a heart, Rick
Don't be jealous, babe.
Anyway, how it went actually went down,
I'm in the back of the squad car, cuffed, hating life
– and then the cop goes "oh shit,"
and I look up and see what he sees:
there's this HUGE dude on the side of the road, just tweeking out
He buckin up and down like a bronco with his nuts in vice.
So I'm like,
"Uh, that dude's on bath salts."
And the cop looks back at me and just goes again "Shit."
So he pulls over, and approaches this beast, like all "whoah uh hey are you all right?"\
and the dude lunges for him.
But the cop surprised the shit outta me
– he was crazy fast and got the guy in cuffs mad quick.
So he's trying to like, I dunno, subdue him or whatever,
but the dude is still thrashing about, kicking, biting, just some mental shit.
So the cop comes back to the car, yanks me out, takes the cuffs off me and goes
"Go."
I didn't say a word – I just booked it outta there,
but, I looked back and saw the cop kicking the crap outta the dude and then throwing him in the car.
I don't get it. Why'd he let you go?
He couldn't put that maniac in the back with me, he'd eat my face off.
This was a much bigger fish for him than me, a friggin' pot possession misdemeanor.
Damn.
You got lucky.
Melz, you have more Bolivian Marching Powder or what?
I do...
But?
I'm not sure if it's good or not.
Well let's give it a shot, homie.
Um...
okay
be my guest.
What?
Something ain't...right.
Where'd you get this shit?
My guy was out, and he got this from someone else.
He gave it to me.
Said I should just try and see if
What happened?
They did some bad shit!
Call 9-1-1.
I never looked back.
Got on a bus that night and... I never looked back.
I heard the girl was hospitalized, was eventually ok...
But not the guy.
Use that pain.
Use it to help yourself.
This is the most important moment of your life, Melanie.
You're right.
You've always been right.
What?
My dealer. Frisco.
He is a good guy, for the most part, but
it was his stuff.
He is responsible for supplying innocent people with poison.
He should go.
That's my girl.
I'm gonna do it.
It will be easy to get him here.
He works nights, usually.
Sounds about right for that profession.
And I am going to do it this time.
No hesitation.
As soon as he gets here.
The minute he gets here.
But I need something...better.
Where's your basement?
Wise choice.
Better hurry.
...Why??
AARRGGHHH!
No, no, no..
And then there was one.
Somebody please shut that up.
It's Maestro's.
Just turn it off!
Well, well.
Your other invited guest has arrived.
This may be your lucky day after all, Rachel.
He's here.
Moment of truth, Rachel
Do you want to live, or die?
I'd love to watch this one go down, if no one minds.
Um, come in.
Oh hell no.
Well fuck me runnin'.
It's not over, Rachel.
There's only twelve minutes left.
I'm done.
Oh, come now, Rachel. That's not the attitude I expect from you.
Yeah?
Was it easy to become valedictorian of your high school?
Was it easy to become all-conference in basketball? Hmm?
You're like an inspirational speaker from Hell.
Was it easy?
to get over what happened in college?
What happened in college?
Like you said Rachel.
It's buried.
Hey.
Oh, hi.
Did you finish the your thesis paper?
Still working on it.
Oh. I'm almost done, too.
Look, I know this is, kind of awkward, but..
I just wanted to wish you luck.
Yeah?
I mean, look, I'll just address the elephant in the dorm room.
Everyone knows we are the only two students in contention for the scholarship.
I just...
I know it's always been weird between us,
this, competitive thing, but I really like you,
and I, I don't know.
I just,
I wish you luck.
I like you, too, Lara.
Good luck.
Get rid of all of this.
I got the scholarship.
Lara...
accused me of the whole thing, but
since it looked like we just got burglarized,
the school board didn't convict me.
I went on to grad school, as you guys obviously know,
but Lara...
she never recovered.
She went on that cliché downward spiral;
she starting drinking,
taking pills,
and then,
one day I heard, she...
I honestly haven't thought about that in years.
All cards on the table.
You've always done what you've needed to do to survive.
Don't worry about who is innocent, and who's not.
Five minute warning.
Just one more soul.
Rachel..
You need us to commit these sins for some reason.
I'll take whatever fate has in store for me, you rancid skank.
Looks like I'm a little early.
Who are you?
What are you?
You're the guy who's supposed to kill us?
No.
Just to kill me now.
You don't look so fucking tough.
You are mistaken.
I simply make The Collection.
What ‘collection?'
I collect the freed souls of the dead.
So what does that make you?
Looks like the jig is up.
Finally. You found me out.
I am not the ‘angel of death.'
Like our nice friend here.
Oh my god.
Close.
I am a fallen angel, though.
You've been playing us this whole time.
That's correct, Rachel.
But we had a deal!
Death doesn't make deals.
That's right.
I knew we couldn't trust you.
You've been lying to us ever since you got here.
They don't call me the Father of Lies for nothing, sweetheart.
Didn't think you were this naive...
You're the devil.
Why did you do this??
As this nice gentleman here can attest,
all of your fates were sealed earlier tonight - when the approaching maniac escaped his confines
that part is absolutely true.
You are all going to die in...
Less than three minutes.
And Rachel.. hehehe..
You were so close to figuring it out – why I chose all of you.
We each did something in our past that was very bad - but not bad enough.
Give this girl a gold star.
...No.
You wanted each of us to commit a mortal sin, so our souls ...would be dammed.
Would be yours.
Forever and ever.
But we've proven that we can change fate
- We took other people's lives! We intervened - We changed everything!!
That doesn't change a god damn thing.
AAHHH!
AARRGHGGHHGHHH!
You said he was gonna kill us all.
That was our fate.
Now, he's dead.
It's over.
You got all the souls you were expecting.
And then some.
I'm leaving.
Wait,
where's Stephanie?
Hey.
Did I do good, master?
You did wonderfully.
Still hard for me to get used to you in this...body, my lord.
Everything is temporary, my sweet child.
It wasn't easy keeping up this holy roller act this whole time, y'know.
Oh, I do know.
I have known you were special, ever since you first contacted me.
After what went down with Harmony, I was truly lost.
I tried to...
Stephanieee...I hear you.
Hi dude, how are you doing today?
Shitty.
You've been a very loyal servant.
And you, the perfect leader.
Now go and spread your wings, little bird.
We have much to plan for the future.
Are you her?
Huh?
Who?
I know he's in there, don't play dumb with me
- I followed him...
He swore he would stop...
He swore on our children's lives...
Ma'am, I don't know
"Ma'am?"
You gonna fuck my husband
and then you talk to me like I'm some old dog?
I didn't do that.
Okay, just calm down...
The idiot doesn't know his goddam social accounts are linked to our iPad.
I saw what happened,
YOU contacted him...you little slut.
No, no, I promise you, it's not what you think.
It's not?
Where's my husband?
He, um...
This is pointless.
I will finish up in here, and then come take care of this.
I'll see you when you come down to make your delivery.
‘Call no man happy until he is dead.'