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Ooh, yeah

Let's do this

Like a diamond Yeah, I'm shining now

Yeah, I'm shining now

Glow, glow, glowing up I'm glowing up now

Glow, glow, glowing up Watch me now

Glow, glow, glowing up Oh, yeah

Watch me, watch me, watch me

Thank you, bunches.

Now, put your hands together for the Green Knights!

To the beat y'all rock it back and forth

It's all about the grind Uh, I'm whippin' up the pie

Uh, I'll take the game I'll make a name

Where the party at?

Now drop down, turn it up Knock it back, pour a cup

Who's the littest know it's us Everybody know wassup

Ladies showin', all my girls are sittin' pretty

Gettin' faded, gettin' litty We the baddest in the city

Yeah, now I don't think they really ready for me

Now I don't think they really ready for me

Now I don't think they really ready for me

So you better come correct You 'bout to feel it in your chest

Their flyer looks like a sloppy noodle on that pyramid dismount.

Saundra. Wolf wall, then full pyramid.

You're flying.

Think you can pull it off without sucking?

But we barely practiced.

Your cheer captain asked you a question.

You can break your loser neck for all I care,

as long as you stick that landing.

Got it? Thanks.

Hey. Don't let her get to you.

You're here because you deserve to be.

Just remember, when you get up there, don't look down.

Eyes on the prize, straight ahead.

Thank you. You got this.

Next up, the reigning cheer national champions,

the Elk Moore Diablos!

All right. Okay, gather round!

Everyone here? Okay.

Diablos on three. One, two...

Diablos!

Baby, I'm ready to go

It's a crack, I'm back, yeah I'm standing on the rooftops

Shout it out Baby, I'm ready to go

I'm back, I'm ready to go

From the rooftops shout it out

Shout it out, shout it out

Three, two, one, let's go

Do it like this.

What the hell, Saundra?

Abby! You're late!

Can I take the car? Gotta go! Okay!

Diablos! Diablos!

Take that ball, take that ball away and score!

Go Diablos!

Shake that ass, Satan!

Bite me. Whoo!

Another touchdown for the Green Knights!

Watch me do it watch me do it right

Would you look at those bitches stunt?

We could boss just as hard.

If we were allowed to do more than a Zumba routine.

Green Knights are pretty badass.

Their uniforms are so shiny, like Christmas.

Bet they don't have to hold bake sale, car wash raffle-a-thons to pay for 'em.

Or practice on the wrestling team's used mats.

They smell like sadness.

That smell haunts my dreams.

We're just as good as they are. They just have more money.

And we'd kick their freaking asses, too, if we could stunt.

Andrew Marco!

The extra point is good!

And the Green Knights extend their lead in half-time.

Diablos zero, Green Knights 41.

Tori? Skirt, now!

All right, come on. Let's stretch. Yeah.

Like, could she be any more starved for attention?

We'll all get further if we treat each other with respect.

Oh, please don't get all High School Musical.

Thirsty Stan incoming.

Blink twice if you need help. Shush.

Hey, I was wondering if you could talk after the game.

There was something I was wanting... Becker.

Get your ass in the locker room now.

Wish me luck.

Don't even. I'm not.

Still, he's cute. Yeah, not cute enough.

Plus, you promised you weren't gonna get back together with him.

Did I? Yes.

May I remind you he made out with a freshman?

It was a little kiss. She had baby bangs.

Okay. I have bangs.

So what, he just confused you two?

Come on. Guys like Scott, they always cheat.

It's a really crappy design feature.

Duly noted. Good.

Paparazzi at 12 o'clock.

Baby, you know what it is

I just came to shake it up like a snow globe

Now he, on the other hand, actually is cute.

Evan?

Yeah? We were friends back in elementary,

end of story. Mm-hmm. Sure.

Why not? Because...

He's hot. In an emo creeper kind of way.

Like, sexy Unabomber.

Tori! I'd do him.

We know. Yeah.

We know. Oh, come on. Don't be such a prude.

There's nothing wrong with exploring the miracle of our bodies.

So long as it's on our terms.

Well, I thank you for that advice,

but I don't remember asking for it.

Is she for real? Yeah.

She is for real.

I'm made of sugar, spice and a big bite

Sugar, spice, and a big bite

Oh, my God. What the hell?

Sidelines are off limits, freshy.

Sorry.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Hey, you think she's okay?

Evee's upset that I'm on the cheer squad and she's not.

I didn't know she wanted to be a cheerleader.

Why didn't she try out?

I... We decided that we should try different things.

We can't be joined at the hip forever, right?

I think this is the perfect year to try new things.

I wish I was their mascot.

Hmm.

Okay, team meeting! Abs, get over here.

Okay, you guys, listen up.

It's time to show them whose field this is.

Straight Up Liberty, just like we practiced.

McKayla, you know we can't.

Otherwise the school's gonna know we've been secretly working on our stunts.

Okay, so we'll chance it. No way we're just flipping pom-poms here

like we're in the glee club. You want me to fly now?

Like right now? Yeah.

Why can't Abby do it? Acrophobia.

You're afraid of acrobats?

I'm afraid of heights.

Yeah. Like that's a thing. Okay, guys, listen up.

Reagan, you're gonna be great.

Stu, Jackie, Quincy, you guys are basing.

Wait, where the hell is Quincy?

Oh, my God.

'Sup?

No. Okay, Paige, Mateo, you guys are doing round-offs off the front.

Everybody else is spotting, okay? Okay.

Diablos on three.

One, two, Diablos!

Come on, Diablos! Let's go!

Five, six, seven, eight.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Diablos!

Well, isn't this a pickle? Principal Simmons, I can explain.

Miss Miller, you had one rule and one rule only.

It's not our fault. The Green Knights were kicking our ass.

You broke our trust. Reagan could have been seriously injured.

Ugh. Football players get injured all the time.

Football players are athletes. Big difference.

Athletes train, athletes know how to not injure themselves.

Cheerleaders don't.

If anyone should understand anything about that

I would think it would be you, Abby.

What?

Don't think I'm not aware of your little plan.

Recruiting my daughter into your club.

Just to curry favor from me.

Not at all. Paige is... No, she's...

I wasn't born yesterday.

For Paige's sake and Paige's sake only,

I will not disband the Diablo cheer squad.

But here is the deal.

There will be no jumping,

no lifts, no flips, no whatever it is you people do.

One foot on the ground at all times. Do I make myself clear?

Well, what about Regionals? They're in two weeks.

Principal Simmons, please.

There's already a no-stunt rule in place.

Our routine is safe... Suck ass.

Listen!

Just be grateful I'm letting you compete.

But if there is so much as a single summersault on school property,

I will cancel the cheer squad for the next 50 years.

I mean, did you see the look on Simmons' face?

You mean this?

Yeah, do that long enough, it's gonna stick.

Too late for her.

Anyway, it could have been way worse.

She could have banned us from Regionals altogether.

You know, Simmons is not gonna be at the actual competition.

Yeah, so? So, she said

no practicing stunts on school property.

Wait, are you saying...

Oh, you sneaky B. That cheer we choreographed is fire.

Now we just need somewhere else to practice.

Yeah.

All right, dill-holes. Here's the cheer facts.

This school gives zero shits about our squad.

But that's gonna end now.

Wait, we're still going to Regionals? Yep.

There's no time to nail our rogue routine.

Look, team, this isn't gonna be easy.

We don't have any funding and we barely have enough people to make a full squad.

But, that's not what cheer's about.

We're more than just a social club. We're athletes.

We've got stunts, we've got moves, and we've got style.

And we are gonna show them that we're the real deal.

And I'm pretty sure nobody's gonna say anything.

Right, Paige?

Good. We just need to practice away from the school.

And I'm not talking just practice.

We need a 24-hour cram sesh this weekend.

Oh, but this weekend's Halloween.

And I have a dope costume picked out. Tori, it's okay.

You can be slutty Jigsaw next year.

Okay, guys, this weekend

we eat, breathe, and sleep Diablo cheerleading.

Okay, but where? I know.

My house is big, and bonus, we have two hot tubs now.

Sharing with my brother was so gross, like, ass-soup gross.

Okay, but your McMansion isn't big enough for us to go full out.

Our baskets need 20 feet at least.

Wait what? I'm... I'm going up 20 feet?

What about the old abandoned school on the other side of town?

You mean the old Elk Moore High School?

Yeah. Where our high school I used to be. Before they built this one.

Had lead pipes or something.

They closed it because of the pestos.

I think you mean asbestos.

School board uses it for storage.

I think I can get the key.

Seriously? Way to impress, noob.

Okay, wait, so how are we going to get there?

Oh, my dad owns a bus company.

I'll see if I can get us a bus. Really?

He's cheating on my mom with my sister's nanny.

He'll do anything I want, as long as I don't tell.

It's pretty sweet.

All right. We have a plan.

Bring your sleeping bags and plenty of food and water.

We'll make a small party out of it. Yeah, but we're gonna go hard.

It's gonna be 24 hours of straight cheer.

You're not in it? We won't win it.

Straight from hell, never take an L. Who are we?

Diablo cheer!

Louder! Diablo cheer!

I'm going that way. Okay. Yeah. Okay.

Give me a sec, Danny.

Bye. Hey, Abs!

We, uh, didn't get to talk after the game the other night.

Nope.

Uh... Need a ride home?

I drove.

I gotta go. Hey, wait.

Abs.

You were the best thing to ever happen to me, okay?

It shouldn't have ended like that

and I want to make it up to you.

Scott... What are you doing tomorrow?

You have any plans for Halloween? We have practice.

It's Evan, isn't it?

I've seen the way he looks at you. Like he's some Slender Man stalker.

Damn it, Evan!

You're not getting back together with Scott, are you?

You scared the crap out of me just to say that?

What's wrong with you? Well, he's an asshole, Abby.

And you know that how? People tell me things.

Like who?

Nobody tells you anything because everyone's freaked out by you.

Yeah, well, at least I'm not living my mom's dream.

Look, I'm sorry. That was mean.

I shouldn't have said that. No, no, it's okay. I'm sorry, too.

If you ever wanted to talk to someone who isn't a meathead...

Yeah, I know where you live.

Okay. Uh-huh.

Just a minute.

Look, guys! It's the bus I was telling you about.

And it even comes with a driver.

Actually, I think he lives in it.

Is that thing road legal? Mostly.

I thought you said your dad owned a bus company?

He owns an impound yard. Therefore he owns this bus.

Pending a court order.

Whoo-hoo! All aboard!

Counting McKayla, we're missing three people.

What did you expect? It's Hallo-weekend.

Do you think McKayla bailed? No way.

This is so weird. She's never late.

Maybe we should give her another five.

Okay, guys, as co-captain of this squad,

I am making a decision. We leave now.

Everyone who isn't on the bus can meet us there.

Ándale, Diablos.

I guess let's go.

Move your body Move, move your body, body

Move your body Move, move your body

Hey, I drop, I drop I drop it to the floor

And then I pick it up And drop it down some more some more

What time are you picking us up tomorrow?

I got a gig tonight, done by 4:00, here by 5:00.

After that, I'm dead to the world.

Perfect.

Sorry. It's fine.

Hey, is it true Silent Stu never speaks?

All I know is that he used to cheer for the Green Knights,

but then he got expelled.

Something about a cartel.

He hasn't said a single word since.

Oh, that's why we call him Silent Stu!

Sweetie.

My mom calls cell phones our generation's opium.

Definitely a problem.

All right, team.

The next 24 hours are all about some serious cheer.

No distractions, no posts, no pictures.

You've got 30 minutes to check your Instagram, TikTok,

whatever else you're into.

But when we get off this bus, cell phones off and into this bag.

Guys, it's one day.

This weekend is life or death for Diablo cheer.

By the time we're done, we're gonna have a routine

that's gonna make the Green Knights pray for death.

Yeah.

A dark speech, co-capitano.

Abby, I need to be exempt from this no-cell phone policy.

What if there's an emergency? Like sexting emergency?

I'm sure Danny can go one day without getting your taco emoji, Tori.

What are you talking about?

Aren't you guys hooking up? You're being so presumptuous.

I'm saving myself for marriage.

I'm serious.

I mean, but Danny's cute.

We both like tacos, maybe I'll marry him.

Oh, he likes tacos, all right.

Oh, gosh, he responded so quick.

He must like eggplants, too.

Are you being serious?

This is the beginning of Diablo cheer camp.

We're gonna work like hell, kick some butt,

and, you know, practice until we drop.

That was kind of cute.

You're like a Kirkland Signature brand McKayla.

Only Kirkland brand is good.

All right, everyone, phones in the bag,

pick up your gear and let's get inside.

Tori?

Huh? Uh...

Just release. Thank you. Ugh!

Hey.

Breathe. You're doing great.

I'm gonna vomit, I am so nervous.

I can barely remember the routine. If McKayla doesn't show, I am...

I don't know what I'm gonna do. You got this.

Are we practicing in the dark?

Because I'm a little scared of the dark.

Of course you are.

Oh, jeez.

Looks like a trade school for future serial killers.

Oh. Over here.

You know, one winter we were at our cabin up in Maine,

and all the electricity went out for a whole day.

It was so cold that my daddy lit a fire,

and the housekeeper

had to sleep in the main house with us.

Yet she persisted.

Stu...

Maybe we can sell these at our next raffle.

Yeah. First we cheer, and then we mow.

Let's go. Let's go.

Ladies and gentlemen...

we have arrived.

Okay, this place is dirt nasty.

Yeah, but I'd take a little dust over Principal Simmons any day.

So, do we hold a seance first or do we go straight to the exorcism?

So, this is where school furniture comes to die.

Let's clear a space, get the mats down, warm up and then go from there.

Ooh. Co-captain finally has a plan. Abby's our captain.

At least until McKayla gets here.

Look, guys, for the first time in years we have a shot

at showing everyone who the GOAT is.

But we have to focus and work together.

We're gonna add stunts, aerials, and we're gonna end with our grand finale,

hitch pyramid. Yeah.

Like we've ever managed to pull that one off.

Reagan, you're our best flyer. Are you ready?

Yeah. Yeah, of course I am. Okay.

What about music? You've got our phones, remember?

I do. Quincy, the boom box, please.

Quincy? Music.

If music be the food of love...

I need that.

All right, then.

What is that thing?

I think I heard the elders speak of these.

I don't know how it works though.

Bright light! Bright light!

Crunch time, Diablos.

Oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh

Oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh

Oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh

Can't keep me down any longer

Five, six, seven, eight.

Getting faster growing stronger

I'll be on top before it's over

Exploding like a supernova

You know you can't keep A good girl down

Ain't nobody gonna take my crown

Watch me run I'm fast like lightning

Run, girl, run I'm going all in

Watch me run Once I get going

I'm never stopping

Watch me run I'm fast like lightning

Run, girl, run I'm going all in

Watch me run Once I get going

I'm never stopping

Watch me run I'm fast like lightning

Run, girl, run I'm going all in

Okay. Okay.

Let's go back to the top.

Oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh

Oh, oh whoa, oh, oh

All right.

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze. Hold it.

Yeah, I got it.

My ankle.

Reagan, are you okay? Oh, my God.

Yeah.

It's probably just a twist.

Okay, everyone. Good job.

Water break, and then we run it again in five.

Okay, come on.

Right there? Yeah, I think just there.

Wow, Abby's straight flexing.

Yeah, she is.

We're lucky to have her.

Cheer wasn't even a thing at this school before Abby and McKayla came

and brought it back their freshman year.

We had to fight to get it, too.

Just think, if it wasn't for cheer, I'd still be in the drama club.

That's so cool. I didn't know that.

Way to go, co-captain.

Diablo's our legacy. We couldn't just let it die.

Yeah. The Elk Moore cheer was straight fire back then.

Okay, so if the old squad kicked so much ass,

why would they kill the cheer program?

Oh. Oh, I know this story.

A cheerleader died in the middle of Regionals.

She was doing this big stunt and then something happened.

It was a really bad accident. She broke her neck and her head fell off.

That's stupid. Heads don't fall off when you break your neck.

No, but it was a really bad accident.

They canceled the cheer program the next day.

Great. Who's ready to get airborne?

Stop. You sure you're okay?

Yeah. I mean, I'm sure it's just some sort of sprain, right?

Paige, get her a chair. She needs to elevate her foot.

Sydney, get the phones.

Yeah, yeah.

Abs, where's the phone bag? It's there, just keep looking.

You know what? This is silly.

I probably just need to put pressure on it.

What? Walk around.

Would someone give me an ice pack?

Wait, where's the cooler? Oh, on it.

No ice.

What?

Wait, was I supposed to bring ice? Duh!

Oh, my God. What is the point of a cooler

without ice? Details, man.

Tori, can you see if there's ice packs anywhere in this place?

Maybe the nurse's office? Yeah.

Okay, thank you.

I am so sorry. I'll be quick.

Abs, it isn't here. Did you leave it on the bus?

No way, I... I brought everything in.

Hey, we should totally call the bus driver and check.

We have no phones.

Obviously. Quick break while we figure this out.

Grab a snack and then hopefully Tori will find some ice

and we can get back to work. Okay?

Bazingo, bitch.

Boo-hoo.

Uh... Hello?

Who's there?

Gosh, you scared me. What are you doing here?

Dude, you're creeping me out.

It's my cooling towel. It's the best I could find.

Thank you.

Okay. I have to pee.

Anyone coming with?

Are you being serious? We always have bathroom buddies.

Am I right, girls?

Fine. I'll go by myself.

I'm sure you'll live.

Are we still on a break? Yeah.

I'm gonna get some air.

Hey, just make sure it's none of that funny air, hey, Quince?

If only someone hadn't taken our phones.

Even if we did have them, it's not like we could use them to call for help.

The police would come and arrest us and our parents would be pissed.

Especially if they search Quincy's bag.

Why would we get arrested?

I mean, we are breaking and entering.

But we had a key. Technically, it's just entering.

Technically, it's trespassing.

Don't worry, if it all goes down, at least we go down together.

Hey, thanks for keeping me waiting.

It's all here.

But I want to be there for Abby's moment of truth.

Here you go. Thank you.

Yeah.

Paige, are you okay? I guess.

This is all my fault, isn't it?

No way.

You came through for us and got us the key.

This is on me. I'm not cut out for this captain crap.

That's not true. Yes.

What you had us doing before Reagan got hurt was pretty great.

I win. Wanna prank Tori?

Are we like, back from break? Sydney's still in the washroom

and Silent Stu just busted open a bento box.

He's counting his chews. We got time.

Right. Okay, let's do it.

Back in five!

I guess I should get some air, too.

Okay.

Do you think Tori's actually a virgin? She totally is.

She's in my sister's youth group. They took an oath for Jesus.

Okay, well, does Danny know?

'Cause he's been practically dry humping the walls

every time she walks by.

Yeah.

Tori?

Oh, my God, that is so creepy.

Tori?

Ugh.

If this is a Saw thing, I'm totally not cutting off my leg.

Mateo! This isn't funny!

It really hurts.

Hey, where are we? How do I know?

I was following you.

I was following you.

Hello?

Cheer buddies?

Hey.

That's a killer bong, dude.

Not cool, man.

Oh.

Hey, is that Quincy?

What's he doing?

That's why we don't practice stoned, Quincy!

He's definitely broken.

Oh, my God. Is that Tori with him?

Help! What a dog.

Help! Help!

Ew! Is he making out with the door?

That, or Tori's working her magic.

Okay, TMI.

Let's head back. I need a brain bleach.

Ay, no pain, no gain

Gotta keep my hand in the game...

Yo, so you're turning a left at the next street...

Where are we going?

Please tell me we're not going to Abby's. We're not going to Abby's.

Scott, you gotta stop with the stalker vibes, dude.

You're starting to make it weird.

Did I say we were going to Abby's?

Unless you want to go to Abby's. Whoa, no.

Abby's your fixation, dude, not mine. Okay, Chief?

Talking about Tori, on the other hand...

Look at this text she sent me.

Huh? Mmm.

All right, so into you.

Damn it. You got a charger somewhere?

Nope. Sorry, bro. Phone just died.

Hey, yo, dude. Where are we going?

We're going to McKayla's. I forgot, but Abby wanted me to go check up on her.

Dude. Attaboy! Yes!

You don't have to lie, man. I'm not...

Rebound that shit! Be proud.

Say it. "I'm rebounding it."

That's not what I'm doing. "I'm rebounding it."

Five, six, seven, eight.

Knee, stronger! X, half T,

sharper! V, clean!

Guys, that's never gonna beat the Green Knights.

Okay, let's do it again.

Five, six, seven, eight. Yeah, probably.

Knee, X, half T, V, clean!

Okay, so in case anyone cares,

Quincy's so high he's making out with a glass door.

That, or he's getting down with Tori.

So, no ice for Reagan, I guess.

It's all right. I'll just start stretching it out.

Okay, guys. The bus picks us up at 5:00 a.m. sharp.

We're running out of time to get it together.

So let's up our game.

Basket toss. Uh, how?

We barely have enough people to toss it. We only need four.

Paige flies, Jackie and Stu base, and Mateo back spots.

Aye, aye, co-captain. Thank you.

We're on it. Thanks.

Let's go, Paige.

Ready?

Can I start with a lift? Okay, let's do lifts.

Okay. Okay.

All right. Set up.

Okay, you ready? Yeah.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Yes, Paige! Good job. Good job!

Good job.

Now the toss. You got it.

Just hold.

Jackie! You okay?

Sorry.

Jackie, are you okay? That was a mess.

Okay, guys. Let's take ten, okay?

Jackie, are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm just going to the bathroom.

Um, guys?

I'm sorry, guys. It's my fault.

I'm not ready to fly. No way.

No, it's not your fault, freshy.

We could have spotted you better.

Hey, guys.

What is it?

Look at this.

"The ultimate cheer competition"?

Did you make this?

Of course I didn't make that. I just found it by the bags.

Is this supposed to be us?

I mean, Klutzy Nerd, that's...

Why? Because I take AP English?

You know what, you're a complete blatherskite.

Pardon me?

In terms you may understand? #screwyou.

Guys, stop it.

I heard the football team did this once.

Points for whoever sleeps with certain cheerleaders or whatever.

It's a sex list?

I don't want to sleep with anyone.

Like, ever?

Jackie?

- Is she knocked out? - Looks like it.

Did she slip? Yeah.

Right after she got stuck in a bear trap.

Why is there even a bear trap in here?

Hey, guys. I think I found our phones.

Ew! I am so not touching that.

Did anyone bring any rice?

Help me turn her over. Slowly.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

No.

#cheerslay does not mean sex.

What? The list! Somebody's trying to kill us!

This is so messed up!

We have to get out of here! Everyone grab your things and follow me.

Wait, what about Tori and Quincy?

We'll catch them on the way out.

Come on! Let's go!

I know a door that's close!

Who chained this door? Oh, my God, we're so dead!

- Are we trapped? - Let's go to the front door.

I can't believe someone's trying to kill us.

I know. It's that creepy guy who's always eye-groping Abby.

Evan. His name is Evan. And he does have serious stalker vibes.

What if it's the ghost of the dead cheerleader?

Since when do ghosts chain up doors?

No!

Oh, my God. Are chains on sale?

We're all gonna die! Zip it, Paige! We're not gonna die.

What are we gonna do, Abby? Back to the gym.

At least in there we can see if anyone's coming at us.

Okay. We have to go.

Wait. Abby, wait.

If Sydney is the Ditz and the Ditz is dead, then who's next?

Stoner. Quincy.

Slut? Tori.

Well, sort of. This better not be based on looks.

Stoner, Slut, and Basic Bitch all have checkmarks by them.

Dang.

They're the targets and we have to find them.

Before the killer does.

McKayla?

Hey, you in there? You home?

Well, not here. Let's go.

Hey, wait. Trick or treat.

Sorry, little dudes.

No one's home.

And they didn't leave any candy out?

Candy hoarders.

Hey, where's your head?

Can you guys just like, bug off?

All right. Come on to the back.

Yo, where you going?

Maybe they already left?

Or maybe they're already dead?

We should split up and look for them.

Hell no. That's how you get killed in horror movies.

Unless the killer's one of us.

Whoa, dude.

Okay, he's been with us this entire time.

What about you, Mateo? You've been in and out of this gym.

Stop it. We're not gonna point fingers at each other.

It doesn't help.

What we need to do is find the rest of the team

and find a way out of this place, together. Copy?

Raegan should stay here. She can barely walk.

Right. Jackie stay with Reagan.

Mateo, Paige, and Stu, you come with me.

If we get separated, everyone meet back here.

Put 'em in.

Diablos on three.

One, two, Diablos.

That's the bedroom.

Bro, why do you know where her bedroom is?

Abby told me.

Yeah, I'm sure she told you where all of her friends' bedroom windows are.

'Cause that's totally normal.

Hey, yo, stop being such a creep. If they're not here, let's go.

Can you just be quiet?

Elk Moore High School.

Okay, so what? They're at school?

No, not our school, dude.

It has to be the old Elk Moore High School.

No, no, no, no, no. Dude, that place has salmonella.

We're not gonna go there. It literally oozes out of the walls, man.

We'll take a Pepto. Let's go.

Pepto?

I swear, if she's there with him, I'm gonna kill him.

Hey! Dude, you said if the girls weren't here, it's party time.

Abby, what do we do if we see someone? Do we attack?

Or do we get all tough? Like, "Freeze!"

Depends on the situation.

So maybe we make a scale.

Like, an unarmed Girl Scout is a one

and an axe-wielding madman is a ten.

So, if you call ten, that's run from an axe.

And level one can be, beat the shit out of that Girl Scout.

I don't know what a Girl Scout with an axe would be though.

Maybe a six.

Tori? Tori?

Where is she?

Where are you?

You think Tori's in there? I guess we're gonna find out.

I'm scared, Abby.

Hey. Hey, it's okay.

Is it okay? Is it really?

We're all scared.

But we have to remember that none of us is alone.

We have each other.

We have to trust each other

and know we have each other's backs, no matter what.

It's what cheer's all about.

Can you trust us to keep you safe?

Yeah. Good.

Okay. Here we go.

Worst spirit fingers ever.

Don't touch that!

Are we ready?

Does it matter?

I'm calling ten.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

- Where's Quincy? - We need to find Quincy!

What if he's dead too!

He's alive! He has to be!

This way.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, ten, right? That's definitely a ten.

He better be here to cheer.

Everybody run!

You know, if I am the Klutzy Nerd,

I don't see why I'm only worth five points.

I mean, you're worth eight.

Wait, which one am I? The Jock.

Unless you're the Badass. And that's worth 12.

You think?

I mean, maybe you're the Klutzy Nerd, but you could also be the Sexy Blonde.

That's worth ten points.

Yeah.

Hey, hey! What?

See? See? Evan Slenderman's car.

Okay, so what? I knew it, I knew it.

Hey... Hey, easy.

I'm gonna kill him. What are you doing?

I'm gonna kill him. Hey. Hey!

The ladies await us, man. Come on.

No dice.

Wait, hold up.

Is that a crow...

Boy scout's always prepared.

Yeah, you know I'm thinking

less boy scout, more Ted Bundy on that one.

Whatever.

You need some help?

Nope.

After you.

Bro, is this really the look you're going for?

Better? Marginally.

Okay.

I'm going up, dude.

Okay.

Help!

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

It's Abby.

Where?

Help!

See? You hear that?

If this is what love is, I want no part of it.

Okay? Come on!

What are you, tele-pathetic or something? Let's go!

Okay. Help!

This way! Okay.

Quincy! Quincy? Wake up.

Hey, Abs.

Oh, my God. Hey.

I'm so sorry. This is all my fault.

This... isn't... you.

Our souls are like drops of water.

And we return to the ocean.

I see everything.

Almost.

Can you reach into my pocket?

Mmm-hmm.

Too late.

Bummer.

Quincy. Quincy?

I'm sorry.

Hey, I think we lost him!

Stu? Paige?

Oh, my God.

What are you gonna do now, Hawkeye?

Dang! Did not see that coming.

Oh, no.

Hey, yo, bathroom. Okay, I gotta go freshen up.

Dude. Gotta take a leak.

There's a lot going on in my body.

Yeah, but it takes forever in that costume.

Yeah, well, one second, okay, bro?

"One second, bro." As if.

Help!

Abby?

What? Does this go outside?

Abby? Scott?

Abby? Scott?

Abby?

Scott?

Scott!

Scott?

McKayla?

Abby, listen. I can explain. You asshole.

Okay, it's not what it looks like.

Okay?

McKayla and I, we...

Watch out!

Abby, just listen...

Get out of here! Run!

Go!

Who are you, huh?

Is that you, Evan?

You creepy mother...

Scott? No.

Scott?

Scotty?

Scotch tape?

Well. Time to get laid! Whoo!

Tori! I'm gonna get laid

Danny? Hey, whoa. Hey, Mateo.

Danny, where's your phone?

It's dead, dude. Why are you so hectic?

It's Tori. She's dead.

Dude, we were literally texting this morning.

That's a cool trick. Ow!

There's a psycho killer on the loose and they got her and...

Okay, okay, okay, okay. Dude. I get it.

You can drop the shtick. It's Halloween. Whoo! Ahhh!

Seriously though, dude, where is she?

Okay, tonight is the night that we consummate our love.

Dude, it's not happening.

Right, yeah, 'cause she's dead?

Bro. I swear she is.

Yeah, okay.

You know she was a virgin, right?

What? Like zero penises?

None.

No.

No, that's impossible.

Dude, she literally texted me tacos.

Tacos.

Sorry.

That's just not fair.

Not fair at all, dude.

Okay, who is that?

Dude. Does this look bad?

Stu, you're back. Where's Abby and Mateo?

Tori and Quincy are dead!

Oh, my God!

Danny's dead! Abby, you're alive!

Mateo, you're bleeding.

Okay, okay. Okay.

It's the Diablo mascot. He shot me with this arrow.

I'm dying.

You're not gonna die. Here, let me see.

Let me just see the damage. All right.

Maybe a little warning? A countdown before you amputate my arm.

You're all right. Just breathe. Here.

Breathe. Super absorbent and with wings.

- It's okay. - Good job, Jackie.

Help!

Paige!

Who are you?

Evan? Is that you?

Abby, I think I know who it is.

Paige, what are you doing?

Anyone move and I'll kill her.

No.

Evee?

Sorry about your boyfriend, but face it.

He was just a cheating jock.

Ten points for me.

No points for dead Slenderman though.

You killed Evan?

Poor Evan.

Trying so hard to relive your elementary school years.

You know, it was his idea to film El Jocko there

screwing around with your BFF.

That has to sting.

Screw you.

Counting the McKayla kill, I'm still winning.

You don't get full points for McKayla. We did that one together.

McKayla?

Paige, let her go.

You don't get to call the shots. We're in charge now.

And I say we split that kill.

All you were supposed to do was ring the doorbell.

I didn't need your help.

You wish. Four points each. No points for Scott.

He's a jock. Ten points.

No substitutions.

Paige? You're one of us.

One of you? Don't flatter yourself.

I can't believe that dumb cheerleader stereotype is actually true.

Paige, please. Let's get them.

No! Everyone on the steps, now.

Let's just do what they say.

Please don't do this, Paige!

Okay. Story time, boys and girls.

20 years ago, there was a very talented cheerleader.'

All the other cheerleaders wanted to be just like her.

So, one day at Regionals, her team sabotaged her.

Saundra!

She fell from the top of the pyramid and snapped her neck.

Her twin sister watched her die.

She never got over it, and she never forgave.

So, when she had twin daughters of her own...

Your Auntie Saundra will be avenged.

Say it.

Auntie Saundra will be avenged.

She trained us.

Your fishing trips.

Survivalist training camps, thank you very much.

We learned it all.

Hunting, trapping,

killing.

Every damned weekend.

You cheerleaders walk around with your nose jobs in the air

like you're gifts to this school.

Wait, you're doing all this because you hate cheerleaders?

Not just cheerleaders,

that cheerleader.

Your mom was cheer captain of the Diablos.

She was so jealous of our Auntie Saundra,

she killed her rather than letting her shine.

I know what she did and I am sorry.

I've done everything I can not to be anything like her.

So you're telling me Abby's mom killed your aunt?

And so Principal Simmons outlawed stunts

and groomed you two into psychos?

Auntie Saundra will be avenged.

The Diablos have to die.

So, when do we start the game?

What are you talking about?

You guys like cheering for games,

so we came up with a little game of our own.

It's called...

Cheer or Die.

No.

Here's the rules.

Cheer, perfect form, or die.

It's simple.

Now, get your ass up there, jock.

Jackie, see, I was right. You are The Jock.

Wait, if Jackie's The Jock...

Oh, my God.

Am I the Sexy Blonde?

Am I right?

Wait, how is the Badass worth more points than I am?

Jackie, you're up.

Kick, kick, split, fish flop.

How do you even do that all together?

Like... Jackie.

I've seen you do all those things.

Jackie. Jackie.

Jackie. Jackie. Jackie.

Yes, Jackie! Yes!

Yes!

Mateo, you're up.

Let's see a back handspring step-out.

Can I have a running start? From standing.

Hello? I'm injured!

Boo-hoo.

Mateo, you can do it. Just concentrate.

Mateo. Mateo. Mateo.

Oh, my God!

Everybody shut up!

Back handspring, back tuck.

Look out!

Bravo, Badass. Who's next?

I say it's the Klutzy Nerd.

You're up.

Round-off, back walkover.

What? I'll go.

Reagan's injured.

Round-off, back walkover.

Oh, come on.

I thought you two were smarter than that.

I mean you still need a hostage, right?

Nice try, Final Girl.

Wait. Maybe she's right.

These assholes need a little skin in the game.

No!

My mouth!

You're done hurting any of us. You've got that?

No points for you!

It's time to get the chains out

Is your tongue tied up?

'Cause this is my ground And I'm dangerous

And you can get off

But it's all about me tonight...

Reagan! Jackie.

Paige!

Let's cheer, bitch.

What's wrong with being

What's wrong with being confident?

Mateo, back handspring!

Back kick!

Stu! Toe touch.

Diablos, we're outta here.

Paige?

Let's go!

Oh, my God!

Shit! We're still trapped.

There's another way. Come on! Why are we going upstairs?

There's a courtyard upstairs. Maybe it's a way out.

Come on.

Here it is!

Go!

Crap, it's a dead end!

We can get on the roof!

How? Straight up toss.

Abs, we suck at those.

Guys. It's the only way.

How's your ankle?

I can't... I can't put enough pressure on it.

Abby...

You have to do it.

Come on. No way, I can't.

Please, please. It's too high and I can't. I can't.

You can.

Come on, Abs. You are our captain.

We believe in you like you believe in us.

You can do this.

You're gonna fly, captain. You've got this, Abs.

Okay, you're right. I got this.

Bring it on!

Okay!

Okay! Okay.

On five.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five.

Okay.

Yes!

Go, Abby, go!

Okay. Yeah, keep going!

I'm good!

Oh, God. There's a rope!

At least something's going right.

Here you go.

I got it, I got it.

All right, yeah.

Okay, come on!

You got this. Careful. Careful of the foot.

There you go.

Careful. Yeah.

Come on, Reagan, you can...

Just hold on, okay. Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yeah!

Thank you. All right, come on, Jackie.

Come on, Jackie! Good.

Go, Jackie! A little bit further!

Come on, Jackie! Yeah!

Okay. Yes.

Come on, Stu.

Okay. All right.

Yeah! All right!

You got it, Stu.

Yes. Yes!

It's the last one. Okay. Good job.

Okay, Mateo.

I can do it. I got this, yeah.

You got it, Mateo.

You got it.

I'm almost there!

Okay!

Watch out!

Don't let go of the rope!

We got him.

Abby. Abby, no! Abby!

Evee, you don't have to do this.

We don't have to live out our parents' lives.

You don't get it.

This is all your fault!

Abby, watch out!

Killing me won't change anything.

I mean, I get it.

Since your mom loves Paige so much better.

No! Mommy loves me best.

Oh, my God.

You little psycho bitch.

Abby!

Get her, get her! Okay.

Abby, grab the rope.

- Come on, Abby! - You can do it!

You got this.

Pull her!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

We're alive. We're alive!

Come here, you.

The bus!

Quick, let's go!

Sorry. Okay.

Stu, I need you to tie that. I need you to tie it. Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Come on.

Come on, come on.

You got it, you got it, you got it. Run.

Okay, Stu.

- Right. - Okay, just...

You got this. Be careful. Hold tight.

He's down.

Okay. All right, Jackie.

Jack...

Gotta go slow.

Don't worry, Jackie, you got it.

Jackie?

All right.

Okay.

Thanks. Reagan. You're up.

All right. Hold on.

You gotta catch her. You gotta catch her. Her ankle.

Slow. Come on, Reagan.

Jack. Jack! I got you. I got you.

All right. Okay.

- Mateo. Yeah. - Come on, Mateo!

Focus. And go. Just go.

Okay.

No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no.

- You're almost there! - Just be really careful, Okay?

No!

- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.

Are you okay?

You killed my sister! I'm coming for you!

We're gonna have to catch her.

Positions! I... I got the head.

Yeah, feet.

Okay. Ready?

Okay, yeah.

Abby. Jump.

Pray for me.

Yes.

Yes!

Oh, my God, no! No, not him too!

Go, go, go!

Go!

Oh, no.

Oh, my... You can't sneak up on a man

during his personal affirmation time.

Rough night, huh?

No time! Floor it, now!

Time is ours for the taking, my friend.

Happiness is a state of consciousness... Sir...

Which proceeds from the achievement of...

You think you can kill my sister and just drive away?

You're not going anywhere!

Gun it!

You missed me!

Oh, God. Did we just...

Vámonos, Diablos.

Diablos.

Diablos! Circle up.

- Here we go. - Bring it in.

We went through a hell of a lot last year.

Yeah. We lost members of our cheer family.

But they're not gone from our hearts.

They'll always be a part of us.

And this team.

And to all our new members,

thank you all for joining this new chapter of Diablo cheer.

Let's kick some Green Knight butt.

Bring it on!

Yeah! Put 'em in!

One, two, Diablos!

Diablos! Diablos! Diablos!

Tick Tock Around the clock

I woke up spicy and never stopped

Tick Tock Adrenaline

Got way too much Yeah, I'm down to win

Tick Tock Like energy

'Cause sleeping is the enemy

Time's up There's the tea

There's no more crumpets Blow the trumpets

You know we on a roll and you know where we going

You know we in the mood and you don't see it coming

You know we never slowing down We 'bout to do another round

The type to make ya mama proud We only draw the largest crowd

Moving, moving, moving on you Move it, move it, move

Why don't ya Make time for it

Make time for it

Make time rewarding Move time forward, aye

We gonna get it in like clockwork

We gonna get it in like clockwork

We gonna get it in like clockwork

Clockwork, clockwork Clockwork, clockwork

We gonna get it in like clockwork

We gonna get it in like clockwork

We gonna get it in like clockwork

Clockwork, clockwork Clockwork, clockwork

Clockwork, clockwork Clockwork, clockwork

Clockwork, clockwork Clockwork, clockwork

Clock, clock, clock, clock Clock, clock, clock, clock

The winners of this final showdown...

The Diablos!

...two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

One, two.

...three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six...