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- Sorry, I should have locked that.
- Did I miss the opening?
- It's tomorrow night.
Oh! Oh, my God!
Oh, teach me to get excited.
- Do you want to come in?
- Really?
- I'm just finishing shit, you know.
- You're sure I won't be getting in your way?
- No, please. Mi casa es tu casa.
- I'm a huge fan of your work.
Oh, I'm... Glencoe pop song
was incredible.
Oh, your new work!
It's...
so visceral.
- Thank you.
I thought, you know, 50 years old.
Haha! You're 50?
I think of myself as a young and vital artist,
but then, there's that number.
I woke up on my 50th spinning around this home,
and I suddenly thought, "What the crikey am I doing?"
I don't care about her.
And next thing I know,
I was taking the art from my shows,
and I just... crushed the fuckers.
- Oh, my God! You didn't!
- Ah, I did!
I just wanted to erase my past,
eliminate all the years that led to now.
You're so brave...
killing your babies.
- Fuck it!
- What do I have to be scared of?
- Absolutely nothing.
Is that how you do it? - Aye.
- Oh...
it must feel so...
...powerful.
- From the top of my head
to tips of my toes.
Do you want me to show you?
- Please.
- It opens, here, right up.
And then, it's ready.
- Mm-hmm. - Waiting
for me to stick anything I want in there.
Ah! Oh! What are you doing?
It's not a fucking toy!
Stop the panel!
Please let me out!
- Ah-ah-ah...
- That should hold the psycho bitch.
- She was dead. We saw her body.
- As Spencer said, this family was dense.
- Why did you do this?
- Because it felt fucking fantastic.
- So you and Spencer, you dreamed this sick shit up?
- I will smash your fucking head in
if you don't start answering our questions.
- I'm doing what I was paid to do.
- Fucking Spencer. - But why?!
- What was the fucking pointof this?
- Spencer wanted a predator
on the island to test you all,
weed out the weak.
That predator was me.
- You're fucking proud of yourself?
- This is a game? It's bullshit. - Not at all.
The game was Spencer's,
and the punishments were mine.
He said I could do
whatever my heart desired,
as long as I left one heir standing.
Ah!
Woo!
- You killed my fucking mother!
She didn't have a stake in any of this.
- Hmm... Oh,
when something that juicy presents itself,
all work and no play makes Jane a dull girl.
- Fuck you!
Give me the knife.
- That's it.
- So were you ever an end-of-life specialist
or was it all just bullshit?
- I am.
Spencer found me.
He dug into my past. - Which he always did.
- Discovered a malpractice suit.
Soon realized-- - You're a sick fuck.
- There were some...
accusations
surrounding my practice that...
he found promising.
And...
I was pretty sure
he saw people the same way.
- Yeah, expendable.
- So he just kept you around,
on retainer waiting to do this?
What did you do for him?
- I got rid of Spencer's pests.
The first was Ray Craft.
- Ray Craft, the artist?
- Is that the man that your mom dated?
- I think that's O'Keefe's father.
- He was a test.
That I passed with flying colors.
- So, this is what you do?
You kill and cover your tracks, huh?
- Starting a fire is one thing, but we found your remains
inside a wood chipper. - Guts
and a necklace. It wasn't me.
- You better run 'cause you're gonna need
a real doctor!
- Stay away from me!
- You better hope I don't catch you!
- I'm gonna get down from here,
and I'm going back. I'm going back to...
Ah!
- Ah, it's not the first time we used that wood chipper.
- It would be
so easy to kill you right now.
- She is gonna rot in jail.
- I'm not going to jail.
Listen to her.
- Fuck yeah, let's do it. - No. We have enough evidence
to put her away for the rest of her life.
We'll get her to testify, pull that crazy fucking will apart.
- She buried my mother alive, Theo. - You honestly believe
I don't have an escape plan?
I won't be returning to the mainland as Persephone Trinh.
After all, she's dead.
And I have dirt
on every last one of you.
- Spencer didn't just dig into my past.
The murder you committed at Kent Pen'.
- It was a riot, and I didn't do it.
- Sure, a jury will believe you, an ex-con.
And then there's that cover-up
that you were involved in in Iraq.
And-- - I don't want to hear it.
- I do.
- Oh, it's good. Seems twins
aren't so different after all.
Those files are now with a lawyer.
And if I don't present an heir,
they will be distributed
to where they will do the most damage:
news outlets,
the police...
- Shut the fuck up!
Fuck you!
FUCK! AAAH!
- Yeah.
- You fucking idiot.
- I did what we all wanted. - No.
You fucked it up for all of us. Everything she had-
- Was going out there anyway!
Everything Spencer did
was never an idle FUCKING threat!
Oh, my God.
- I hate that fucking sound.
- It's over this way.
- No.
- Jesus.
This is where he's been.
; The smell! The freezer's clearly not working.
- Trinh probably warmed him off for maximum impact.
What's this?
"My hands are of your color...
- But I shame to wear a heart so white."
This thing is vicious.
It's Macbeth.
You're surprised that I know him
or that I can fucking read, Theo?
- I just want to know what it means.
- Lady Macbeth says it to Macbeth
when they're both covered in blood from whichever duke
or duchess they'd just cut to pieces.
- Ah... - Essentially...
just calling him a pussy for feeling bad about it.
Kinda like, you have to do this shit to get what you want,
so don't start feeling all squeamish about it later.
- OK, great,
but what does that mean for us?
I mean, what do we do with that? - It's about guts,
not being a chickenshit.
- It's very Spencer.
- But it talks about his heart.
- This freaky body is here.
- OK. Going out on a limb here.
- Jesus! - Shit!
- What the hell happened to him?
- Did that go all the way through?
- Looks like it.
- OK, so is this just Trinh bragging or something?
- No, it's a clue. - It's a challenge.
- So it's not the heart.
- I said it's about guts. His heart is out 'cause--
- He didn't have one. - Right.
We have these for a reason.
Hey, help me.
Let's look in his guts.
- Whoa, whoa! What are you doing?
- Trying to win millions of dollars, what about you?
- Guys, we can't fucking do this.
- It's awful, yes,
but so is every other single part of this weekend.
- What happened to us not doing the challenges?
- It's the last one.
- We're here, it's just us,
and it's not exactly like Trinh killed the loser.
- Like, every single thing this weekend has been designed
to test us, man. We can't stop now.
- Well, what's your big secret?
- Yeah, man.
You know ours. - Come on,
what could you have possibly done
that Spencer's money couldn't fix?
- Ah, it doesn't matter now because you killed Trinh.
- Right. - And the three of us
are the very suspicious survivors of a murder spree.
With Vincent's jail time and whatever you did,
who's gonna believe that we didn't kill everybody here?
- Let's start with the guts. - It's gonna be so bad.
Ugh!
- Theo's secret must be big. Let's face it,
with him, it could be...
not swimming without waiting an hour after eating.
How small are we thinking? - You know, this is my first
hidden-in-a-corpse scavenger hunt.
But I suppose we gotta check inside things like this.
Right?
- Ah, ah...
- Relax, it's, uh... it's like a sausage.
I feel like I can taste it.
- Go outside, get some air.
- No way.
I'm not missing out on this prize, Liv.
- I'll split it with you. - Pfff, yeah.
- Come on, we both done more than our fair share.
- No. I'm here for all of it.
- OK.
If you throw up, I'm gonna throw up. Oh.
- What's that?
- Colon.
- That didn't take long.
- Well, at least I'm not a pussy about this kind of stuff.
- Nah, I'm not the one puking. - Fuck you!
I'm going right back in there.
- Yeah, when she finishes, right?
Yeah, just like when we were kids.
You talked tough the whole time
but got me to do the dirty stuff.
- Yeah, I didn't see you helping me deal withTrinh.
- Because it was the wrong fucking move.
You lost control, again.
- Sorry I overreacted when we caught the person
that fucking killed everyone, Bro.
- We could have tricked her. We could have gotten those damn files.
- It's the same old fucking shit with you!
You're perfect, man.
I'm the fuck-up.
- Yeah?
- And they compared me to you all the time,
it's why they fucking hated me.
- For fucking years,
they hated me for being there when you were taken!
Hated for not being you!
And once you were gone, you became
this perfect fucking martyr!
- So it's my fault?
Again?
Hmm?
I was kidnapped.
And you have blamed me
for what that did to you.
Hmm, Bro?
You piece of shit!
- Why are you running, Theo? Come on!
FUCK!
Fuck you, Theo!
Ah, you piece of shit.
You were always good at hiding.
- Ah! Fuck!
- Coming for you, Theo!
I'm gonna fuck you up!
You did this with me when we were kids.
- That's because you were a psychopath.
Yeah.
- Leave me alone! Get off me!
: Coddling does not work.
He's a twisted little shit!
: Please, Daddy, he's little,
he's just a... a little boy. He'll grow out of it.
: You need to break him a bit.
-: Dad... -: I'm done
letting you baby him. -: Please.
: You gotta do something about your boy.
: I am.
I'm trying. Theo and I help him everyday,
and he's getting better. -: Oh, bullshit!
He's an embarrassment, and he's a fucking danger to all of us.
- What do you expect me to do?! -: Help! Help!
: Shut up! Shut your mouth!
: Oh, they're just playing.
- Help! Vincent was strangling me!
- No, I wasn't!
- You little shit! - Get off of me!
- I will kill you, you understand?
- Daddy, don't hurt him, please!
- I didn't do anything! - Of course you did.
- No, I didn't!
Ah! - Daddy!
Daddy! - Ow! Get off me!
- You're a liar! - OW!
- Daddy, stop!
- Fuck you! - You set me up!
Spencer shipped me away because of you!
I'm gonna fucking kill you!
- Ah!
- It was your fault the whole fucking time.
- Well, he sent you away because you were acting crazy.
- Because I couldn't handle you!
I was the one with the fucked up feelings and the shitty family!
Ah!
- OK. Look, buddy,
I know how you feel because I had to deal with it
after you were gone. - NO!
- Spencer would have paid my ransom if it wasn't for your dirty fucking tricks!
- I was scared of you. I didn't know what I was doing.
Stop it! - I'll stop when you die!
- We were only kids. - Yeah, you were an angel,
you made me look like the fucking devil.
- I didn't want to kill him.
I tried to get himto stop.
We fought our whole lives.
I thought...
when we finally got back together,
we would... fix it.
- You tried.
- I wouldn't be alive.
I tried to prove that I wasn't...
like him, I mean...
That I wasn't like fucking Spencer.
- I know.
Let's get this off, OK?
Ah. Ah...
- Hey, hey.
- I just killed my brother.
- He was trying to kill you.
- And my mom's dead...
It's because of me. - No, you didn't know
that that was gonna happen. - I know it was my fault.
My fault she was stuck there.
It's all because of me.
- Hey.
No one has fought harder against the darkness
of this family than you.
Everybody knows that.
This weekend would have broken a saint,
but you... you...
you cared and you fought everybody.
You're a good man...
and always have been,
and you always will be.
We're free now.
We're free from...
...all of this.
- Don't disappear.
I could sleep for a year.
- I can't.
The boat should be here in a little more than an hour.
- So...
- We fucked.
Finally.
Oh... that was building for pretty much my whole life.
- I never thought it would happen.
I mean, I wanted it too, but our families...
- Would have freaked out.
My mom would have killed me.
God, she hated you all so much.
I mean, not you but just--
- I was still a Galloway.
- And I guess 'cause...
- We're related.
- They would have stopped it.
There is one more thing we have to do
before the boat gets here.
Take out whateverTrinh was hiding inside Spencer.
- Ah, you didn't find it?
- Not yet.
I'll go finish up, OK?
And you can just take your time.
- No, no, I'll... I'll do it.
- It's really grim in there.
I mean it's horrible. - I know, I got this.
I can do this.
- I did do it.
When you were hiding in the kitchen,
I was digging into Spencer.
- I know I chickened out,
but Spencer made it clear
that he wanted me to take over.
I just had to find that Galloway killer spirit first.
- I'm a Galloway too.
- Yeah, but your mom... - What about her?
- I mean...
I mean she worked here, and...
Uncle Seamus was confused,
and... he took advantage of her, he used her.
I mean, that's how it happened,
how you ended up being connected to the family.
But we'll get married.
We'll get married and we'll share the fortune.
- You'll marry me?
I don't have a say in that?
- What? No. Oh, God! Of course you do.
I mean,
I'll ask you properly
when we get back to the real world.
We'll sell this place. We can move
wherever the hell we want.
Look, and if you're worried about being related, don't be.
No one needs to know about us.
And you know, it's not illegal.
I know. It's hard.
Your mom not being here for it...
- I don't want to be a Galloway.
- But I can make you one officially.
- And I don't want to get married.
- But... - Even if I was
the marrying kind, God, there is no fucking way
that I would want to marry into this family.
- That's just because of our history, that's not us.
This is how we get to stay together,
and you get in on the prize,
the inheritance. Otherwise...
...how is it gonna work?
Right?
- Oh, when you put it like that.
Lie down.
Down here.
Relax, it's OK.
I'm sorry about all that.
- It's OK.
- It's just been a really crazy time
and... I still feel really raw.
- Me too.
And I feel like
if we're gonna do this,
we're gonna be together,
spending our lives together
that you need to know everything.
- Mm-hmm.
- WhatTrinhhas on me.
- OK.
- I never thought I would tell anyone,
but if you're gonna be my wife...
I crashed my car into a daycare center.
Spencer got me off. Well...
...he paid them off. I had a couple of drinks.
It was a really poor part of town, so everyone
was really grateful for the money.
Even the parents.
And I hated myself.
I wanted to do the time,
but, you know, he convinced me
that those kids
would want me doing good.
So, I know where you come from,
and I promise you
that's it's not a problem for me.
I even kind of like it, if I'm honest.
But no secrets between husband and wife, eh?
What did you do?
- What did I do?
Liv, what are you doing?
Oh! Ah!
- To the bearer of this deed go...
...all of my...
belongings and assets...
properties and holdings.
- Ah...
- Let's get some new life into the place.
You know, we can paint all this
a salty peach or a...
or a misty cerulean. - Hmm...
Spencer would be rolling in his grave.
- You know, when I was a little kid,
I used to think that my mom and I
lived in a castle,
that she was working for royalty.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
It was like I grew up in a torture chamber.
- Ohhh...
That's a shame.
I was hoping we could strip and stain the floors
because the wood is so gorgeous.
- All that wood needs to be replaced.
- Why? Is it water damaged?
- That's where Theo killed Vincent.
- The-- - I mean, Trinhdid.
I scrubbed like crazy,
but I couldn't seem to get the stain out.
It just kept coming back.
But that is all in the past now, right?
- Right, yeah.
- I mean, between this old pile of bricks
and the penthouse I'm planning on buying in the city,
I'm gonna keep you busy for months.
My daughter needs the best, so...
You've having a girl?
- Yeah. - Ah,
God, girls... girls are the best.
- It's such a relief honestly.
I don't think I could have loved a kid that looked
anything like Spencer.
Or Theo or Vincent. - You know,
blood is so hard to get out.
- It'd be horrible
resenting your kid
and hating them for something that they didn't do,
that you just couldn't forget.
I can't imagine what that would be like.
That mixture of... love and hate...
...and what you could end up doing because of it.
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