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What the fuck?

Get out of my house.

I'm going to beat your ass.

Luther?

Lily? Lily, what the hell are you doing
here?

Fuck me.

Are you checking me out right now? What?

No. Are you that desperate for
attention?

No, I actually came here to escape
attention.

Well, I came here to work on my
portfolio.

I want to use the house for some
solitude so that I can focus. Can you

leave now? First of all, it's not a
house. It's a chalet. And secondly, my

owns the place, not your mom, so I'm not
going anywhere.

Hmm. If you have so much power, then
make me leave, dumb bro.

Don't tempt me, step -sis.

Put me down!

All right, fine.

Find a new place to do your little
finger painting. In the meantime, you

stay in any other room in the house you
like.

Oh, perfect. Why don't you go stay in
one of them? Because I got here first.

Seriously? What are you, five? What
happened to chivalry? Not for my new

sister. Okay, I'm like six months
younger than you.

Chill.

I can't stay here with you all winter
break.

Yeah, I think we both know why.

You wouldn't be able to control
yourself.

You're my stepbrother.

Gross.

I think I know a way we can both end our
suffering.

With a pillow over your face while you
sleep? Great idea.

Kinky, so you do want me in bed?

Like I said, gross.

Let's make a bet.

You obviously think I'm hot. Please. And
I think you have...

Something. Oh, it's called a brain.
Right. Yeah.

First step -sibling to make a real move
on the other has to leave.

I would never touch you.

Scared you'd lose?

As if.

Seduce my man -horse step -brother into
leaving the chalet?

No way.

Especially because, it's Jamie obvious
here, you have a girlfriend.

Oh. Way, but knowing your type, that
won't change a thing, huh?

Yeah, that's funny you think you have me
all figured out.

Oh, please, Luther.

We both know I wouldn't even have to
lift a finger to get you to live.

So does that mean you're in?

No.

Worth that of your life.

Chad, my real brother.

You don't know how much I've missed you.
It has been a nightmare of a day.

Poor baby gets the whole chalet to
herself.

Actually, no.

Lucifer's here.

Don't call me that. Oh, shit.

Hey, Lucifer.

I'm sorry, bro, but that nickname?

Chef's kiss. You're never going to shake
that one.

This was supposed to be some relaxing
getaway for me where I could paint a few

pieces and prep for... Art school in
Paris next semester. Literally no one's

forgotten.

Well, Mom and the silver spoon she sold
out for didn't tell me that his little

health one was going to be here.

Well, I hate to be the bearer of more
bad news, but there is a storm heading

your way, so... Just try not to kill
each other.

Chad. Chad, you're breaking up.

Don't you have some album release party
to go to with your little pop star

girlfriend? I'm sure she's missing her
arm candy.

Me and Savannah broke up last night.

So the paparazzi are going to do
whatever they can to try and destroy my

I needed somewhere to hide out for a
while.

Well, I'm sure you'll bounce right back
into some pop star A -list it girl's

bed.

How about you go do that right now and
leave?

Well,

the bet's still on.

Whoever loses gets the hell out of here.

Yeah? You'd kick me out in the middle of
a blizzard?

Oh, absolutely.

The environment is hospitable for you.

Your heart's already made of ice.

Okay.

It's clear that I'm not getting any
sleep, so it's for breakfast.

I know what I want.

Nice try.

I like my eggs ever easy, please.

I'm not your personal chef, but I might,
you know, find a little place in my

heart to make you a cup of coffee if
you're a good girl.

I'll just slip into something
comfortable.

Fuck.

Of course.

No coffee. Why would I have expected
anything else from a nepo baby?

I thought I'd make you some if you were
a good girl.

Oh, what, and you think I'm a bad girl?

No, I think you're a spoiled brat.

You are going to break me first. I hope
you know that.

I already am big bro.

And you're wrong.

You know, I am a bad girl.

And you, you're the spoiled brat.

What the fuck?

Look at your face right now.

Oh, that's funny?

Yeah. You know, this tank probably cost
more than any of your stupid little

paintings.

Screw you!

You may do all the cooking. You need
butter first.

Fuck!

Oh, my

God.

Are you hard right now?

That was funny.

Very funny. Very, very funny, yeah.

Anyone ever tell you you have a twisted
sense of humor?

Yeah, I keep you guessing.

Okay, we need a plan B.

Bet aside, if the snow doesn't let up,
how are we going to live together?

I mean, we are two grown adults. I think
we can figure it out.

Or does my presence here ruin the whole
tortured artist routine?

Oh, I'm not worried.

Are you worried about being lonely post
-breakup?

I'm not lonely. I'm actually relieved.

Well, you're lucky, too. And you're
guaranteed Savannah will write another

song. about you.

I'll be lucky if all she does is write a
song about me.

Waiting for her to drop some bullshit
statement in the media, ripping me all

over the internet.

Maybe you should have treated her better
then.

Yeah, I treated her fine.

Trust me.

God, you are so arrogant.

Did your dad teach you that at the
record label?

Greed is boring, God.

How's your gold digger mom?

Is she enjoying the honeymoon?

Fuck you.

You know, my mom raised me and Chad
single -handedly.

She gave us the best life she could with
what she had. She never asked for a

handout. That's so funny you think
you're the only family who's ever

I mean, you do realize my dad started
Worthington Records from nothing, right?

You don't pay for college.

I wouldn't be in art school without a
scholarship.

If you care about money so much, why
don't you just marry some rich guy like

your mom?

Because I'm like you.

I don't believe in just doing what I'm
supposed to do.

My mom taught me to do what I love, and
that's not dating rich snobs like you,

Lucifer. Oh, don't call me that.

What are you going to do about it?

Put me in your place.

Well, you've been trying that since we
started the bet, though. Why don't I

make that plan B?

Remind me what plan A again?

You losing?

Keep dreaming.

I won't let the devil get to me that
easily.

I'm going to create a schedule for the
common areas.

You go do that one.

Your time was up like an hour ago.

Almost done.

I think you should be more worried about
the snow storm outside.

Those muscles look more than capable of
shoveling snow.

If I'm shoveling, you're shoveling.

Wow, so much for chivalry.

Home gym?

Play a bad voice and picks by Savannah
Scott.

Wow, your girl really knows how to write
a bop.

Home gym music off?

There's nothing you can do that's going
to get me out of the gym.

Fuck!

Oh, are you crazy?

Yes, Lucifer, I'm an eccentric, crazy
wild artist. You scared?

Never.

I've got to call maintenance.

God, it must be so nice to have the
whole world at your fingertips.

Not the whole world.

Hey, the power went out at the chalet.

We can't get anyone out there until the
morning.

It's going to take how long?

The earliest is tomorrow.

Welcome to the real world.

Looks like we're going to have to huddle
up for warmth.

Or start a fire.

You look like you can handle it.

No TV.

We have to conserve our cell phone
batteries. And now the house is

Yeah, this sucks.

Take that.

What, are we playing nice now?

No, I thought we could play a game.

Haven't we already been?

I was thinking more like a drinking
game.

You're dangerous, bro.

You too, sis.

Okay, okay.

Cheers to danger.

Cheers to danger.

How about we play like Never Have I
Ever?

Sure.

I'll start.

Never Have I Ever did a famous pop star.

Cheater. Drink.

Cheater.

Never have I ever painted to avoid
facing reality

Never

have I ever wanted to get back with my
pop star

Never have I ever thought about making
out with my stepbrother.

You sure about that?

The wood's low.

Oh, look at that. The vibe killer
strikes again.

With that, I'm going to go to bed.

It's warmer up that side of the house
anyway.

Uh, okay.

I guess I'll make sure the fire goes
out.

I can hear your teeth chattering from
across the house.

I'm fine now.

I can keep you warm, Lily.

I said I'm fine.

We're kind of talking about survival at
this point.

I'll make it weird.

Why are you being nice?

Well, I don't want you freezing to death
on my watch.

Is that the only reason?

We should get some sleep. You know,
conserve energy.

Don't get any weird ideas.

No promises.

You and your dream, Lucifer.

Not a jump scare for a thing in the
morning.

It's probably maintenance.

I know you need your beauty sleep, so
just stay in bed.

Well, maybe if it wasn't for this kind
of Satan snoring in my ear all night.

Oh, okay. You're going to blame the
snoring on me.

God, it's...

Power's back on.

Home gym music on.

Okay,

rude. My voice isn't that bad.

I don't want to listen to some auto
-tuned delusional pop song right now.

How did you mess up that relationship?

Or should I wait for our next album to
find out?

Don't believe everything you sing along
to. Sometimes the truth is actually more

complicated than the lyrics.

Seriously.

How did you hurt poor Savannah Scott?

Why do you assume I did something to
her?

Look at you.

A spoiled playboy who's been given cars,
jobs, chalets.

You know, I bet she was handed to you on
the same silver platter and you

couldn't deal with it. You really can't
get over that, can you?

I mean, you do realize we're not so
different, you and I, right?

No, we're both just giving a hand we
didn't choose and we're doing the best

can with it Okay, I think I need a break
from you why don't we

just stick to the room schedule from now
on does that sound good

You stand too close up

I made cocoa.

Thought we could use the cozy vibe.

Whatever.

I'm good.

Don't get all emo on me.

Too dangerous.

Why are you being tolerable right now?

You trying to lure me in to lose our
bet?

Believe it or not, I actually liked when
Lutherford went away.

And Luther showed up.

The guy who kept me warm during
Blizzard.

Yeah I'm sorry for what I said back
there.

I was being an asshole I was kind

of an asshole too

Who is that?

You better run.

If you or your friends come back on this
property, I'm fucking suing.

Perfect. The roads are clear and
maintenance left the fucking gate open.

Wait, that means we can leave though,
right? No, it means we have to do damage

control.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. It's getting
worse.

You're being dramatic.

Put your phone away.

You need a break.

Cheater dog was never good enough for
her. I hope he dies in a fiery car crash

with his little whore.

What? Who said that?

Well, hey, no.

It's not true.

Fuck you.

Give it back.

I gotta fix it before my dad gets back.

Shit.

Our parents, they're gonna think we're
dating.

Well, just tell them the truth.

What is the truth?

What do you want the truth to be?

Well, seeing as everyone's already
talking about it.

We might as well make it worth it.

Even though you are my stepbrother.

And you're my stepsister.

Are you making the first legit move?

I think you want me to.

Bow, bow!

What's up, fam?

Chad, what the hell are you doing here?

Those bullshit rumors have been
everywhere today.

Figured you two could use some comic
relief.

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay, those rumors aren't true, right?
Because that's gross.

Ew, of course not. Have you met Luther?

Really? Come on, not my style.

Thank God.

Because that's his sister.

How's that working?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, should be.

Perfect. Family reunion in the hot tub
in ten minutes. I'm gonna go change.

Yeah,

that's it. No more alcohol involved.
You're blaming the alcohol?

Yes, of course, because otherwise what
we almost just did would be insane.

Neither of us are drunk, and we're not
insane. You wanted to kiss me, and I...

wanted to kiss you, too.

No.

Nothing happened.

You're my fucking stepbrother.

We're family, and we're gonna keep it
that way.

All you gotta do is tell the rest of the
truth.

I mean, the woman you're with right now
is your stepsister, and you're just

taking time to process your feelings for
Savannah.

Wow, thank you so much for asking my
input, Chad. Great idea.

Go ahead, use me.

If you insist, sis.

Anything for you, bro.

Hell yeah.

My guy's here.

What guy?

He's just dropping off some party
favors.

Loser, please.

We're family.

No, we're not.

Chad can come back at any moment.

We will definitely hear Chad coming.

I guarantee you that.

What about the bet?

You lose, you leave.

I don't think you want me to do that.

I really want to scrub this family even
more.

I honestly don't really care.

All right.

Got the goods.

Who wants to smoke some weed?

And there's the party cavers?

Uh, yeah.

Guess there are perks of having a
brother, huh? My man.

I'm gonna be inside.

Don't. Drown each other on the way
there, okay?

No promise.

That shit pulls hard.

I bet you I can handle it.

You know, I have a high tolerance.

That's my bro.

Yo, I didn't know daddy's little rich
boy could get down like that.

Yeah, bro, I can, I can, um, I can get
down.

Open the fucking door, please.

Thanks,

doll.

No freaking way.

I know.

It's nice to meet you.

Yo, is this real, bro? Or am I just like
that high?

No, this is real.

Dumping me? The night before, my album
release was not cool.

And now all the online chatter about
your little whore.

I am the pop star, not her.

And who invited you?

I invited myself.

I've been looking for Luther everywhere,
and those photos popped up.

Well, this is our place, and you're not
welcome here.

Oh, our place.

You better take your trailer trash ass
back to the park before dark. Ooh, that

is... a good lyric.

That's enough, Savannah.

Oh, so you are fucking your stepsister.

Should I make some food?

No. No to food? No, we're not sleeping
together.

You better not be, because the success
of my album depends on us being

I am in my lover girl era, and I need my
boyfriend.

Look, I know you got confused, and you
had big feelings to work out. because I

was just a little mean to you. But let's
face it.

You're never going to do better than me.

Ooh, that is another good lyric. I
really need to write... That's just it,

Savannah. Okay? I've always only ever
been a prop to you.

You're a bad boy, you're man candy.

I'm sick of it.

Yes, you over there.

What?

I could be your man candy.

Oh, hell no.

What's your name?

And I'm not giving up on Luther that
easily.

Please, baby.

Please.

Are you serious?

Think about what you're risking.

My career. Your reputation.

Fine.

My album tank.

Worthington Records tank.

And don't you want to save Daddy's
record label? And be the hero rather

disappointment?

For once?

I'll think about it.

Great. Okay, so you have 24 hours to
decide. I am staying at the Four Seasons

that is down the mountain, so you can
find me there.

Okay, bye, Rando, and see you never,
brother fucker.

Fucker.

Chad, can you give us a minute?

Yeah, sure.

You know, I'm exhausted. I'm gonna go
crash.

Are you seriously considering getting
back with her?

If her album tanks and my dad's label
suffers because of it, I don't know what

I'd do.

You were just pushing for us to get
together.

I know, but it's just easier to do what
she says.

So what, you're going to pull the same
move and do what you're supposed to do?

As opposed to what?

Doing what you want to do, Luther.

God, you play this big game.

But you're too scared to play by your
own rules.

Like a fucking coward.

Fuck you, Luther.

Well, prove me wrong.

when you leave this house.

Screw the bed.

Everything okay out there?

Yeah. I just tripped.

You're gonna get us caught.

Yeah, shut up.

Make me.

Petra, now. You sure?

One. Get out of her system.

Just one.

Make it worth it.

Yes.

Hey, morning, sunshine.

Hey.

Did you just come out of Lily's room?

Yeah, I just flipped in there to use the
bathroom.

My favorite bathroom in the house.

Okay, heard and noted, brother.

Hey, Lil, are you excited for Paris?

I... yeah, totally.

You're going to do great.

Have you been painting anything?

No.

I've been a little busy.

Okay.

Busy with what?

Relaxing. All artists need a break.

True that.

Well, I'm gonna go scope out the trouble
in the town, so try and be civil along

the way, okay?

Later, losers!

Later.

Okay, maybe one more time?

Yeah, just to, you know, get it out of
our systems.

Hello?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

Whoa, whoa, dad, slow down, slow down.
How could I ever trust you to run the

label? Check your phone.

I... Angela and I are supposed to be
enjoying our honeymoon, and now I have

deal with this shit?

Okay, nothing's going on with Lily
Savannah. She's just making that up. You

to patch things up for the album cycle.

Reconcile with her. Reconcile with her?
Are you kidding me? This isn't just

about you, Luther. I know it's not just
about me. Believe me. Call Savannah or I

will. I haven't even had a second to
think about... I texted Savannah last

night. Told her I want to end things for
good. She dropped that.

He wants me to fix things.

Hey.

This is your life.

Your rules. It's not his. My dad expects
me to run a multi -million dollar

company one day.

I wouldn't expect you to understand. All
you have to do is paint.

I gotta go fix this, so just leave me
alone for a while.

My head's going so loud.

It's all just like a party.

Lost it all.

Like.

The Savannah herself denying the rumors
that she and Luther Worthington ever

broke up in the first place.

Damn, I could have sworn they hated each
other.

You expecting someone?

No.

Luther? Yeah, I just picked him up from
the airport.

Who? Our parents.

Okay, I just gotta tell you this first.

Everyone's coming in and I just, me and
Savannah are back together.

Because of the label.

But it doesn't sound like you being
here. I know, I know.

But you said you'd never get back
together with her. I know, I don't

a choice, okay?

You really are a coward.

No, don't call me a coward. This is the
bravest thing I've ever done.

Bullshit.

The bravest and the easiest thing is
this. This is nothing.

You're my step -sister. It's fucking
gross.

Oh, good.

Your sister is still here freeloading.

Well, we made it.

And in time for dinner.

Honey, it's so good to see you.

What are you both doing? What about your
honeymoon?

We cut it short. Our kids needed us, and
so we got on the next flight out.

Right, yeah, sorry.

I am so relieved that whole mess is
over.

Yeah.

Didn't know if a hug was too much.

No. A hug sounds good.

Who's hungry?

Starving. I'm making dinner. I can use
the hands.

Remember our deal. You so much as book.

After longer than me, and I will drop
Daddy Brother to sparkle people in a

second.

Okay? Okay.

Come on, sweetie.

So, Lily, are you excited for Paris?

It's not too expensive for you.

I can't wait.

The arts there are so refined. They make
ours look trashy by comparison.

Especially the music.

How much can you even make as a painter
these days?

I don't know. I try not to monetize
every little thing about myself.

Who's your favorite painter?

Ten bucks says they died poor.

Who's your favorite musician? Yourself
on auto -tune?

Okay.

You can hide behind all the Worthington
money in the world, but nothing can

cover up the stench of what you really
are.

A fatherless, status -seeking, poverty
-stricken little... Oh, no!

Savannah, fuck!

What are you doing, Luther?

That's what we would like to know.

Savannah's blackmailing me.

Yeah, she leaked to the press that I was
sleeping with Lily, and she threatened

to leave the label if I so much as
looked at Lily the wrong way.

I'm sorry, Dad, but I'm not going to
live this lie. I do not love Savannah.

Who cares if you love me or not? The
fans love us, and we look good together.

You can't just throw that all away, and
for what?

Savannah.

You're fired.

What? I don't work with blackmailers.
And certainly not ones who use my son to

further their career.

Fine. You can kiss your little empire
goodbye.

I'm sure we'll do just fine.

Savannah, wait.

I have a painting for you.

Free of charge.

Son,

I'm proud of you.

You sounded like a leader.

But, uh...

Rumor's true?

Come on, guys.

It's obviously all bullshit.

You heard Savannah.

She loves to do whatever she thinks is
best for her sales.

Don't get caught in her web.

Yeah.

Almost didn't get that myself.

Right.

Well, glad that's over.

Yeah. We're just happy the two of you
are finally starting to get along.

Okay, I think it's time for a night of
hard drinking.

Family reunion in the living room?

Yes. I make a great cocktail. Let's go.

Yeah, FYI.

I do know that you guys are doing it.

So, that's a thing.

I don't know. Look, your business is
your business. But, Luther, if you hurt

again... I will do the best I can to
beat your ass, bro.

Understood, man. Yeah, that's completely
fair.

We'll get it there.

I won't let you do that.

Are you crazy?

No, I'm not crazy.

I feel like I'm sane for the first time.

You know, you inspired me to be brave.

You still have your dad's record label,
and I go to Paris in a month. I'll just

tell him I'm out there looking for,
like, what do you call it, refined

talent.

What do you think?

Can you admit you lost the bet?

Yes. Yes, a thousand times over, I can
admit that.

fuck you bro okay gotta stop okay we

really gotta stop saying that yeah we
will but later yeah

Stay here.

I want to show you something.

What

do

you think?