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(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTING, YELLING)

(SCREAMS)

LEX: Oh, what did I do? Oh God, what did I do?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SOBBING)

You're okay. It's okay.

You did what you had to do.

LEX: You did what you had to do.

Yeah, but I used chicken thighs instead of chicken breasts,

and the kids just love it.

-Really? -Mm-hmm.

They clean their plate every time.

Okay, but do you think it would work with turkey?

-I don't see why not. -(LAUGHING)

RACHEL: You might have to add some more liquid,

because the turkey can get dry.

(EXHALES)

SUZANNE: And it's French dressing, you say?

Well, the original recipe calls for Thousand Island,

but I prefer French dressing.

JAKE: Was that a-- is that another fat joke?

RAND: You drunk fuck.

-You fucking idiot, Jake. -What?

What the fuck, dude?

Um, excuse me?

Could you take the volume down a notch and watch your language?

My friend and I are trying to have a conversation.

(LAUGHING)

Hey, hey.

Look, um, I apologize for my friends.

Sometimes they can get a little out of control.

(LAUGHING)

Maybe I should just tighten the leash a little, huh?

What do you say?

Uh, it's no problem really. It's just...

Thank you.

Seriously?

(SCOFFS)

SUZANNE: Awkward.

If those were my kids...

(INDISTINCT SPEECH)

Just ignore it. Just ignore it.

(LAUGHING)

Don't. It's not worth it.

-Are you kidding me? -I know, but...

(INDISTINCT SPEECH)

Like so fr-- Oh, okay.

(LAUGHING)

Honestly, just let it go. Let's just go, let's just go.

Uh, excuse me? Did you just--

Whoa, hey. Nice tits, grandma.

(LAUGHS)

Yeah, yeah. I really like your boobs.

Nice.

Would you talk about your mom that way?

No.

No, but he'd talk about your mom that way?

(LAUGHING)

Excuse me, do you happen to have a problem with your seat?

(JAKE AND STEVEN LAUGHING)

Because if there is, then I would suggest you go

and sit back down right now.

That is, of course, unless you're looking

for another place to sit, because hell,

if that's the case,

I can find something for you to sit on.

(JAKE CHUCKLING)

RACHEL: Let's just go.

You know, my face is available, too.

-(JAKE AND STEVEN CHUCKLING) -Oh my God.

You wish.

Just grow up.

(LAUGHING)

RAND: Come on, ladies. Where you going?

Hey, you guys need to leave now.

The fuck did you just say?

You heard me, punk. Your time's up.

Get out of my place before I call the cops.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Go have a seat, okay?

Yeah.

It's all good, buddy, okay?

In fact, we were just on our way out.

I apologize for any inconvenience.

You got two minutes to pack up and get the hell out.

Wait outside.

My friend, just wanted to again apologize

for all the, the commotion over there.

In fact, I wanted to grab some snacks before I left,

and goddamn, those donuts smell good,

don't they?

So, you wouldn't happen to have any Boston cream

over there now, would you?

You know, on second thought, I think I'm gonna have

to skip those donuts.

After all, you don't become this hot,

super-ripped sexy beast like myself

by shoveling shit like that in your mouth, now do you?

Get out.

Hey, I'm gone.

Poof.

(COUGHING)

(CHOKING, COUGHING)

(SCREAMS)

(♪♪♪)

-Hey, Honey. -Hi.

Oh, hey, let me help you with those.

Thank you! This one.

-Okay. -That one.

Wow! Did you buy the whole store?

Uh, not quite,

but I did get all of your favorite treats.

The uh, gluten-free buns. Your favorite sugar-free pop.

I know how much you love that.

Oh, and I even got-- Where are they?

Your vegan chicken wings.

Ugh, did you buy anything edible?

Funny you should mention that, because I did.

I thought I saw a king-sized Snickers bar.

Okay, don't even tease me.

Is there actually a king-sized Snickers

in one of these bags?

Well, you're just gonna have to find out, aren't you?

(CHUCKLES)

All right, guess I better get started then.

(♪♪♪)

I'll get that for you.

Do you need a hand?

Oh, these things can be heavy.

Ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! You're gonna break my wrist.

I should. What is wrong with you?

Ah! I'm sorry! It was a mistake.

Remind me, now I know that you told me

and I should've written it down, but uh,

Lex's favorite ice cream, butterscotch ripple?

-It is indeed. -Okay, good.

Now, hang on a second.

Is that real ice cream or is that,

that butterscotchy flavored dairy-adjacent garbage

you normally buy?

It's the real thing.

Ah, so she gets real ice cream. What do I get?

What do I get? Oh, what do we got here?

Uh...

Ooh, "Cousin Anna's Gluten-Free Dessert Sticks"?

Correct, yeah.

Why do you hate me?

Stop!

Well.

(GRUNTS, CHUCKLES)

You can go now.

Don't even think about giving me a bad rating or I will find you.

I just really, really gotta go all out

for her this time, you know?

Lest I give off wicked step-mother vibes again.

Well, if it gives you any consolation,

I do have a fairy tale fetish.

Oh, hey. No, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Hey, hey, hey, I was kidding.

-It's okay. -Uh...

It's okay, it's okay.

There is no reason for you to worry.

Just after last time--

You're worrying about nothing.

(SIGHS)

Okay, girl, get your shit together.

Just really want Lex to feel comfortable here

in her home that was her home

before it was my home.

I just want her to be happy here in her home.

You just need to tell her that.

-I know. -Okay.

I will. I have a whole plan.

Oh, well, looks like you're gonna get your chance

sooner than you expected.

Hey.

Pumpkin!

(CHUCKLES)

Lex.

Joyce.

Welcome home, sweetheart.

So it looks like you've been taking good care of my dad.

I don't know if I've ever seen him looking so fit.

Yes, you noticed! Thank you.

It's a bit of a struggle,

keeping him on the straight and narrow,

but you know--

Okay, if you two ladies will excuse me,

I will be in the kitchen unpacking groceries.

There is a giant Snickers bar in one of those bags

with my name on it.

Not if I find it first!

(GIGGLING)

Seems to be going well so far.

Yeah, yes, yeah.

I'm-- I'm gonna take her out for coffee and have like,

a really good talk when the time is right.

But yes, for now, let's just enjoy the moment.

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, Cosette.

Cosette?

Cosette!

(GIGGLING)

Ta-da!

(GIGGLING)

None other, in the flesh.

(LAUGHING)

Mm, good to see you, bitch.

Likewise, tramp.

I thought you weren't getting in till tomorrow.

My flight got canceled, but I was able to rebook

on an earlier direct flight.

No five-hour layover and boom!

Here I am.

Still living that charmed life, I see.

Not totally charmed.

Oh, how so?

I still have a rotten bitch for a best friend.

(LAUGHING)

Well, um, you feel like spending some time

with this rotten bitch tonight?

Oh, uh, gee, I'd love to, but I just got back

and I'm sure my dad has something planned.

Oh, if you wanna go out, that's fine by us.

Oh, okay.

Well, I guess I can come out and play.

Noice!

Okay, I'll let you get freshened up.

I'll go change, be back in like, an hour or so?

Wow.

My kingdom for one-tenth of her energy.

Are you sure it's okay if I go out?

Absolutely.

I wouldn't be late or anything.

Just take a set of keys and then try not to wake us up

when you get home.

Thanks, daddy. You're the best.

Hmm.

You're pretty great, too.

Okay, I'm gonna go get changed.

Oh. Thanks, dad.

(INDISTINCT SPEECH)

See, you were worried for nothing.

I know. You're right.

-For once. -(LAUGHS)

Okay, Mr. Know-It-All.

Now, um, since Lex is going out tonight,

do you mind if you go to the bakery

and pick up the cake?

While I could actually make it to yoga.

Uh, sure. Uh, you can owe me a favor.

Okay, I will.

I won't shower till you come home.

Oh, really?

Yeah, I'll need someone to wash my back.

Also my front.

Oh, well, in that case, I will definitely pick up

that cake, yeah.

Okay.

In that case, I will go and get ready.

Sounds like a plan.

Hey, hey.

Have I told you today that I love you?

Yes, but I'll hear it again.

I love you.

(GIGGLE)

JOYCE: Lex, Cosette is here!

LEX: Coming!

Presenting, in her hometown return tour,

Lex Bowen!

Woo!

(GIGGLING)

Yeah, you guys better get a motor.

Parking downtown is a hot commodity these days.

You are right, Mrs. B.

Let's go.

Uh, be right out.

Um, are you sure you're okay with me going out?

Oh, g-- gosh, yes, of course. Of course.

Besides, I don't think Cosette's gonna take no for an answer.

(CHUCKLES)

Thanks.

Yeah, if-- if you do get a-- a moment,

I would really love to take you out for,

uh, coffee and just, um...

I have some things I would like to say.

Me too.

(CHUCKLES)

Go, go, go, go. Have fun. Yay! Woo!

Yeah, yeah.

I wonder if it's still good.

(INDISTINCT CHATTING, LAUGHING)

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, shit.

Is that?

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

Um...

Hey!

Hey, you.

Uh, long time no see. So, uh, wha-- what's up?

Are we-- are we still going out tonight?

Yeah. Um, I-- I forgot we had plans.

Lex just got back

and we have some catching up to do, so...

Yeah. Uh, cool.

Uh, shall we make it The Three Musketeers

instead of the dynamic duo?

Uh--

You know, I was really looking forward

to a Harley and Ivy kind of evening.

Girl shit, you know?

But we could go out tomorrow night?

Uh, yeah. Oh, oka-- okay then.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Great.

Been busy while I've been away, I see.

Yeah. Um, about that--

Why don't you tell me all the sordid details

over a beer?

Beer? Gross.

A rail of blow then?

Maybe off the back of a filthy truck-stop toilet?

Oh! Now you're talking.

(♪♪♪)

RAND: That's the place.

Scoping it out for a while now.

I got a see inside when I was

on the landscaping crew next door.

They're loaded.

Maybe tonight won't be such a write-off after all.

Hmm.

Do you think this is a good idea?

I thought the idea was to hit empty houses.

She's alone. It'll be easy.

Look, I just-- I don't think that this is like--

RAND: You know, I don't remember this part.

What part?

The part where I asked for your opinion.

(JAKE CHUCKLES)

It'll be fine.

Migraines again?

Why don't you go on? It's fine.

Hey, can you help me?

(INDISTINCT SPEECH)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

I need you to pay attention and listen very, very closely.

My partner here is gonna remove his hand from your mouth.

If you scream, you die.

I'm then gonna ask you some questions.

If you lie...

you die.

Now, if you run,

you die slow.

Do you understand me?

Nod your head if you do.

Good. Good.

Now...

you look like a very well-educated woman,

so you've probably already guessed why we're here.

Hmm?

My purse, it's in the--

it's in the laundry room

just over there.

Go get it.

Are there any other small valuables

we should know about?

Wall safes? Cash?

I ha-- I have a-- a jewelry box

in the bedroom ups-- upstairs there.

And my husband has some cash in the uh--

on his bedside table.

Take her to another room. Keep her quiet.

Let's go.

Huh? Wha-- O-- okay.

(♪♪♪)

Hey, how can I help you?

Hi.

My wife ordered a cake and it's supposed to be ready.

What's the name?

Uh, Bowen, I think.

Give me one second. I'll check on that for you.

Thanks.

(♪♪♪)

Oh, boy.

Hey, bring it over here.

Get the rest.

Sorry that took me so long. It was filed under, "Joyce".

BILL: Oh, no problem.

I should've asked her what name she left it under.

And how are we doing in here?

We're doing just fine.

She's being very well behaved, aren't you, kitten?

Well, we're about done here now.

Question is, what we're gonna do with you?

You can just go. I won't tell anyone.

And how do I know I can trust you?

You know where I live.

Fair point.

Jake, keep her here a while longer

while I go find some rope or something to tie her up.

I like the sound of that.

(BILL HUMMING)

Hey, uh.

Move and you're dead.

Take our shit out to the car and wait there.

JOYCE: Help! Help me!

Help! Help! Help me!

Jake, keep that bitch quiet.

Motherfucker threw a fuckin' cake at me!

Let her go!

(GUNSHOT)

No!

(GRUNTS)

Bill! Bill!

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

Enough fucking around.

(GASPING)

You're about to find out.

What are you doing?

For fuck sakes.

Get out.

-But-- -Shut the fuck up.

Things have changed.

It's time to go.

Well, maybe we should take her with us.

What the fuck for?

A hostage.

Look, she's seen our faces.

(EXHALES)

No.

-No! Don't! -(GUNSHOT)

What the hell is happening in there?

Let's get the fuck outta here.

Okay.

(LAUGHING)

Thank you.

Told you we'd have fun tonight.

I know, I know. Thanks for taking me.

See you again soon?

Real soon.

(SMOOCHES)

(♪♪♪)

Daddy?

Joyce?

Dad, what's going on? Are you two okay?

-Joyce? -Daddy?

(PANTING)

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) 9-1-1. What's your emergency?

LEX: My stepmom and my dad...

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Your parents, something's happened to them?

LEX: They've been shot. They're dead.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Do you know if there's an intruder

in the house?

I don't-- I don't know. I don't think so.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Okay.

I need you to check for vital signs.

Can you do that for me?

(PANTING)

LEX: My mom's head...

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) She has a head injury?

She has no head.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) What, what, what about your father?

He's lying in a pool of blood.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Can you check for signs of breathing?

Can you check for a pulse?

He's dead.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Can you check for me anyway?

I'll have to roll him over.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Do that as gently as you can. Try supporting his neck.

Don't hang up, no matter what happens.

Stay on the phone and tell me what you see.

There's a big hole in the back of his head.

Oh my God. I can see his brain.

I'm gonna be sick.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) I need you to be strong. The police are almost there.

(CRYING)

I rolled him over.

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Good. Can you lean over and listen?

Is he breathing at all?

(GASPS)

9-1-1 OPERATOR: (ON PHONE) Miss, are you still there?

The police are almost on the scene.

Are you all right?

She's right there.

Okay, thanks.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Miss?

Huh?

Hi, my name is Elizabeth Keating.

I'm the doctor who's been taking care

of your father.

I need to talk to you about some things.

As you know, your father suffered

some very serious injuries.

Is he alive?

He's in extremely critical condition,

but he's alive.

When can I see him?

There's still a great deal of swelling in his brain,

so we aren't able to replace the missing portion of his skull

until we're sure that swelling has stopped.

We've induced a coma and we hope

that should help bring it down.

And if it doesn't?

If we can't get the swelling under control,

then the pressure of his brain pressing

against his skull will likely be fatal.

Hey, if he makes it through the next 48 hours,

his chances will improve significantly.

And I want you to know we're doing everything we can

to help him pull through this.

Oh, daddy...

I'm so sorry I wasn't there.

I should've been.

If there's any way...

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

I swear.

(CRYING)

(♪♪♪)

(GASPS)

I heard the sirens. I tried to call.

What?

God, it was so horrible.

(CRYING)

Don't even think about it.

Don't look at it.

(LEX WHIMPERS)

(JAKE SNORING)

Those who were dancing were thought to be insane...

by those who could not hear the music.

Hey.

(♪♪♪)

Are those for me?

Not today, huh?

Hm.

Still, if you ever get tired of Steve,

I'm just down the hall.

Think about it.

You're a child.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I guess I need to talk to a lawyer.

And depending what happens with my dad,

it's a lot to take in.

I'm gonna need a while to sort things out.

Joyce has a sister that she doesn't--

didn't really talk to.

I'll have to figure out how to get in contact with her

at some point.

What do you say, we go get bubble teas

and window shop the fancy stores in the Garment District?

Just like we used to in high school.

That sounds fun, but I'm-- I'm not really up for it today.

There's no better way to get in the mood

than to jump in with both feet.

We can go another day.

I know, I just, I thought it would be

a lot of fun.

I'm not in the mood, okay?

Okay then.

Hey, look, I'm sorry.

How about I take a rain check?

The great bubble tea window shop will happen,

just on another day, okay?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Watch where the fuck you're going.

(♪♪♪)

What was that about?

Someone ate their frosted bitchy-wheats this morning.

Yeah, keep walking, trailer trash!

You know, I need to bounce.

There's something I think I forgot to do.

But this was great. Uh, thank you.

Sorry, I love you. I'll call you.

What was that all about?

Where the fuck have you been?

I'm sorry.

It took them longer than I thought it would

to fill out my prescription.

That's no excuse.

(♪♪♪)

Sumatriptan? What is this shit for anyway?

It's for my migraines.

Migraines?

You're giving me a fucking migraine.

Get in the car.

Fucking women are all the same.

Excuse me?

Take forever to get ready and still forget your tits

if they weren't attached to your chest.

Can you please stop talking about my tits?

It's the only thing about you worth talking about.

Incel says what?

Don't you ever fucking talk back to me, bitch.

Next time you lay hands on me will be the last time

you have two fucking hands.

(SCOFFS)

(GASPS)

Is that so?

I think that you should mind your fucking manners

from now on.

'Cause if I can this much pain with one fucking hand,

imagine what I could do if I put both to work.

Got it?

I'm sorry.

-Got it? -I'm sorry.

That's better.

Bitch.

No, no.

(PANTING)

No, please!

Please!

Don't! No, no!

(GASPS)

(PANTING)

Oh, fuck.

Guess I'm not sleeping any time soon.

(♪♪♪)

(GRUNTS)

Oh, hi.

Hey.

Uh, I was just in the neighborhood.

I thought I'd check on you, you know,

see if you needed anything.

How are you moving these days?

A bit of chronic tightness. It's been a minute.

LUKE: Well, that's no problem.

I've got a partner stretch that'll clear that right up.

If it's all the same, let's just get into it.

All right.

Just be sure to go easy on this old guy.

Touch.

(GRUNTS)

You could try to hit the pads.

You can tap out any time if it's too much for you.

Just go easy. Okay?

Sure.

All right. So that's how it's gonna be?

Bring it.

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

Shit, Lex.

(PANTING)

Sorry.

Guess I got a bit carried away.

A bit?

Look, I said I was sorry.

Think it's time for you to go anyway.

What do you want, another apology?

No, no, I...

Well, what then?

(EXHALES)

Look, with everything that's happened,

I-- I know you've got a lot to deal with,

and you probably haven't had a chance to process it all.

So, I-- I thought...

Look, if-- if you need someone to talk to,

I thought we could go for dinner.

Why are you trying to get in my pants?

Haven't we been through this already?

I didn't mean it like that.

You did.

You don't think you did, but you did.

I can read you like a book.

A really boring book that I have no interest

in starting again.

(♪♪♪)

Oh, shit.

Fuck.

(SOBBING)

(♪♪♪)

(SCREAMING)

Fuckin' good enough

RAND: Jake!

What?

RAND: Get your ass in here!

Gonna fucking yell at me?

RAND: Turn that shit off.

Huh?

Am I way too fucking drunk or is that what I think it is?

Yeah, you are way too fucking drunk.

And yes, it is.

That there is untraceable and pre-measured for quick sale.

This is our fucking future.

What do you mean?

It means that we're entrepreneurs now.

We sell it all, we keep it all.

Nice. So when do we start?

I think we can start dealing tonight at the dungeon.

You know, just a little test run.

Get a feel for what the market is,

and then, then we can ramp it up from there.

So I'm gonna need you to screen all the buyers

and just run interference.

Keep the heat off my back while I do my shit.

-Yeah. -Yeah?

-All right. -Yeah?

Yeah, I got you.

Good.

Fuck, yeah.

Yes.

(♪♪♪)

Bingo.

Take your medicine, Samantha.

No wonder you get headaches.

You know you can tell me anything, right?

Like, I-- I won't get mad or judge

or anything like that.

I know.

So, is there anything you wanna tell me?

No.

Hey, are you gonna come for dinner tomorrow?

What?

Oh, right.

With everything that's been going on,

I'd forgotten.

I am making a ham.

Sounds great. What time should I come over?

Whenever you want.

You can come early and hang out with me

while I cook.

Would 5:00 be too late?

That would be lovely.

It's a date. Well, I should get going.

What is it?

(♪♪♪)

I found them.

Did you call the police?

No, I'm going to take care of it.

(SIGHS)

Please, don't do anything stupid.

Me? When have I ever?

Okay, you have me there.

Look, I'll-- I'll take care of it.

I will.

Tomorrow, I'll call the police.

(♪♪♪)

I'm worried about Lex. Do you think she's okay?

Uh, well, I mean, she's going through

a lot right now.

I-- I-- I don't know.

That's true.

Can this conversation wait for later?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

It's just that--

Okay.

(CLEARS THROAT)

What's on your mind?

It's just, she's blown me off a few times.

We were supposed to go shopping

and she says she's coming for dinner tomorrow night,

but I don't even know if it's true.

You used to have a thing for her.

You think she's mad that we're, you know?

Used to.

Did you ever hook up with her?

We went on one date. I wanted to go on a second.

She didn't, and that was that.

I see.

I can tell you for a fact Lex has no interest in me

and it's mutual.

I'm here, right here, right now, because I want to be.

Good.

Because I've been thinking.

About?

About um, taking this relationship...

to the next level.

You sure?

Never been more sure of anything in my life.

♪ In a life without denial ♪

♪ Some distraction for a while ♪

♪ Try your best to make us smile ♪

(♪♪♪)

Head still hurts?

SAMANTHA: Hm.

Did you take your pills?

They're not helping any more.

Well...

Maybe you've gotten used to them.

Maybe you need to go see a doctor.

Change your prescription.

It'll pass.

Mmm.

That feels nice.

Things have been just so tense lately.

They don't have to be.

What do you mean?

We can leave.

Not this shit again.

Okay, you-- you need to change your tunes, okay?

You're starting to sound like a broken record.

He's going off the rails. I can see it.

I can't believe that you don't.

He's fine.

He shot someone. Like, bang in the head.

He is the farthest thing from fine.

You don't know what happened for sure, okay?

We were out in the car.

Okay, well, what about the coffee shop then, hmm?

Wh-- wh-- what about it?

What, th-- that was just a prank.

Assault isn't a fucking prank.

That wasn't assault.

How can you be so blind?

Look, you can do whatever you want,

but I'm not staying here another minute!

Fuck, he's gonna hear you, Sam.

Who the fuck even are you anymore?

He wanted to go into that house.

He was hoping to kill her!

STEVEN: That's ridiculous, okay.

Why are you always defending him?

Because he's been good to me, okay?

He's been good to us.

Samantha, we owe him a lot.

What about what he did to me in the car?

You're scared of him.

Good. You should be.

Fuck.

Look, we can just go.

Leave.

When he's not home, just take off.

Even if we could, Sam, we don't have any money.

I have some.

Rand doesn't know about it, but it's enough to get us out

of the city.

We can figure things out from there.

At least it'll give us a little breathing room.

My uh, ears were burning.

Rand, it's not how--

No, no, no, it's okay. It's okay.

I mean, obviously your girl here has something on her mind,

so maybe it's a good idea

if we let her get it off her chest.

No?

Well, maybe I should get something off my chest.

Oh.

Shit!

(GRUNTS)

The rudeness!

You don't even wait to hear what I have to say?

After everything I've done for you two,

this is the fucking thanks I get?

(SAMANTHA PANTING)

You know, I'm-- I'm lost for words here.

Really, I-- I actually have no idea

what to do with you two now.

Thoughts?

Kill 'em.

Oh, that's tempting.

Maybe a little unnecessary.

I think an object lesson would be a little less time,

a little more fun, and just as effective.

Now what do you think, Sam, huh?

Can we train you?

Please.

We just want to leave.

We won't tell anyone anything.

Just let us go.

Oh, you just-- you just wanna leave?

Okay.

Stevie, is it, is that true, huh?

Do you wanna leave?

Huh?

Well, looks like you're on your own with this one, Sam.

Stevie...

do you mind uh, giving us the room for a minute?

No. Please.

Please.

Oh, check your balls, wonder cuck.

I mean, it's not like I'm gonna kill her now, am I?

No, no, no, no.

I just, I just wanna help her get her mind right.

I'm gonna make this real easy for you.

Either you get up and leave right now

or I'm gonna kill her and make you watch.

(GRUNTS)

JAKE: So what do you want me to do with him?

Nothing.

He's gonna be a good boy now, aren't you?

Hmm?

Right?

Right?

Yes, good boy. Good.

Why don't you two go for a walk, huh?

Go get some takeout or something.

Tacos tonight, yeah?

Yay!

Tacos? We've had tacos for the last three fucking--

The night is young, okay?

We all have miles to go before we sleep tonight.

Come on.

Get the fuck out of here.

JAKE: We'll be back soon.

Let's get going, wonder cuck.

(SIGHS)

You're probably thinking that I'm gonna attack you, huh?

Maybe try to rip your clothes off?

That's not my style.

Could have fooled me.

(RAND CHUCKLES)

But you are a brave bitch.

I always liked that about you, but you know,

it's-- it's actually a pity that you're not more on board

with what I'm trying to do here, because hell,

you-- you have bigger balls than your boyfriend does.

At least, he has balls.

Doesn't get his brother to do all the dirty work for him.

A decent attempt to bait me.

Nice try.

See, but what you fail to realize is that

I have a ton of ways to hurt you.

I would rather die than let you lay another finger on me.

What?

D-- tell me something.

D-- d-- do you think that-- that-- that--

that I want to fuck you? Huh? Is that it?

God, you just don't fucking get it, do you?

I thought you were the smart one.

Fuck.

Oh, and-- and by the way,

rapists are the lowest form of scum.

Bottom line, not this guy.

No.

You see, real power is in making someone

do something that they don't wanna do

without ever having to lay a finger on them.

That's control.

That's real control, and God, the thought of that

just gets me fucking hard.

For example, I have the power between life and death over you

and little Steve-o out there.

That means that I can get you to do whatever the fuck

I want you to do.

Bullshit.

Bullshit?

(SCOFFS)

Bullshit.

(EXHALES)

JAKE: (ON PHONE) What?

If I don't call you back in 10 minutes,

I want you to kill Steve.

JAKE: (ON PHONE) How?

I don't care how.

But you're gonna make it real, real painful.

And then I want you to dump his body

in a garbage bin where it belongs.

JAKE: (ON PHONE) Understood.

10 minutes. Clock's ticking.

What are you gonna do?

Whatever you want.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Take it.

Where the fuck's Sam?

RAND: She's in her room.

Why?

Fucking hell, Sam.

What the fuck did you do to her?

RAND: Hey, hey, hey.

I didn't lay a fucking finger on her, you hear me?

God's honest truth, she did that shit to herself.

But on a positive note, I can confirm

that she really does love you.

Uh, no idea why, to be honest, but she does.

Steven.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

You know, you guys might wanna get

those cuts checked before the infection sets in, hmm?

Oh, now don't get blood on the carpet.

Nothing gets that shit out.

Where's my fucking taco?

Thank you.

Cilantro?

No.

Atta boy.

LEX: Hi.

Hi.

(CHUCKLES)

This is for the hostess with the mostest.

Oh, you dear. Oh, I love this wine.

It's-- it's so expensive though.

You didn't have to spend that much.

Oh, I didn't. It was in my parents' wine rack.

Uh, I'll get an opener.

Here we go.

Lex...

lately you've been distant, secretive.

I've always thought

we could tell each other everything,

and now I feel like I don't even know you.

You're-- you're dealing with a lot right now

and I don't wanna intrude on your grief,

but I-- I-- I--

We.

Right. Right.

Um, we want you to know that we're here for you.

If you're in trouble...

We want to help you.

So, you two thought you would trick me

into coming over, so you can dogpile on me?

No. It-- it's not like that.

I think I should go.

No. You should stay.

I'm perfectly capable of deciding

what I should or shouldn't do.

Lex.

-Lex. -What?

Lex, wait.

What's the matter?

What was that about?

We're worried about you, is all.

We just wanna help.

If you wanted to talk to me, then talk to me.

Don't ambush me with some half-assed intervention

and don't talk in circles trying to get me to bring up

whatever's on your mind.

You talk about me being secretive,

but you can't even say what's crawling up your crack.

Is this about me and Luke?

(LEX SCOFFS)

Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.

I just didn't know what to say.

That's the last thing on my mind right now.

COSETTE: Then why are you so mad?

I have enough to deal with without taking

on all your shit, too.

I just care about you.

I love you.

We've always been like sisters.

Maybe we need to recognize that we've grown further apart

than we realized.

It happens.

I mean, I've moved on from high school,

and you stayed here in the same house

you've lived your whole life.

A glorified house sitter for your parents.

Why are you being so mean?

It only feels mean, because you know it's true.

I-- I'm sorry, I just wanted to help.

I don't need your help and I don't need you

to throw me a pity party.

I just need you to keep out of my business.

Please, Lex.

Leave me alone.

Bitch.

(SCOFFS)

(♪♪♪)

♪ The clock strikes 12:00 and moon drops burst ♪

♪ Out at you from their hiding place ♪

♪ Like acid and oil on a madman's face ♪

♪ His reason tends to fly away ♪

♪ Like lesser birds on the four winds ♪

♪ Like silver scrapes in May ♪

♪ And now the sand's become a crust ♪

♪ Most of you have gone away ♪

Oh, daddy.

I'm sorry this had to happen to you.

I'm sorry for all the shit I put you and Joyce through.

If she's in a better place, I hope she knows

that I loved her...

even if I could never say it to her face.

And you know, when Mom died, it was so sudden.

I think that's what I was most angry about.

One moment she was going to the grocery store

and the next minute she was gone.

I never got to say goodbye or I love you one last time.

That always seemed so unfair to me.

Now though, I think this is worse.

I can tell you that I love you,

but I have no idea if you can hear me.

I hope you can hear this, daddy.

I love you.

And goodbye.

(SNIFFLES)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

What do you want?

My father back.

My mother back.

Uh, I'm so sorry.

(WHIMPERS)

Oh hey Sam. Yeah, I just got here.

What the fuck?

LEX: No!

(GRUNTS)

Bitch!

(SCREAMS)

How'd you find us, huh?

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

Hey, where's Jake?

He-- he's outside.

The fuck is he doing outside?

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

Come to daddy, bitch.

Not on your life.

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

Christing shit!

What the fuck did you do?

That's arterial blood gushing out

of your arm right now.

You'll be dead in 90 seconds give or take.

I'd tell you to get help, but there's no point.

You wouldn't even make it back into the house.

You cut me?

It's better than that. I just killed your ass.

Jake!

This bitch fucking cut me.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. -I think I'm dying.

Oh my God. Who did this?

Hey, hey, who-- who-- who did this?

What happened?

Don't fucking touch him, all right?

Oh my God.

I never even got to see the palace.

(TAKES HEAVY BREATHS)

Yeah, we're-- we're-- we're gonna--

we're gonna get them, okay?

Lex, are you there?

Lex?

You two get in the car.

Did I fucking stutter? Go!

(SOBBING)

Fuck!

LUKE: (ON PHONE) Hey, what's up?

Uh, I'm worried. Something's up with Lex.

I want to go talk to her,

but she probably won't even open the door if I go by myself.

Can you come with me?

LUKE: (ON PHONE) Yeah, I'll be there in half an hour.

(PANTING)

Oh, what did I do? Oh God, what did I do?

(SOBBING)

Who do you think you are?

Why didn't you call the police?

(SOBBING)

(RETCHES)

You're okay.

It's okay.

You did what you had to do. It's okay.

(SOBBING)

We're gonna fuck that bitch in ways

that she can't even imagine.

I can't wait to make her suffer.

Rand, don't you think we should go back and get Jake?

Take him to a doctor or something?

What for? He's fucking dead, you idiot!

I know. I-- I think we should go back--

Shut the fuck up!

Fucking nail your dick to your face.

You hear me?

Not another fucking word.

Hello?

Who's there?

Perfect timing.

Oh shit!

(GRUNTS)

-My God. -RAND: Sexy Lexi.

Come out and play with us!

I'm calling the cops!

RAND: With what?

Where's my goddamned phone?

Cosette!

What have they done to you?

Nothing, yet.

Now open the damn door.

I want you, not her.

Open the door and I'll let her go.

Don't do it.

RAND: Open the door.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, Lexi.

This is your last chance to save your friend.

(WHIMPERING)

(SCREAMS)

You know, you ought to get a lot better

at password protecting your phone.

Oh, shit.

Little bitch.

(PANTS)

(GRUNTS)

Oh, keys, keys, where are the keys?

Oh, shit, shit, shit.

(PANTING)

Are you fucking kidding me?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait for what?

He said he'd kill me if I didn't help.

I ought to kill you, because you did.

(GRUNTING)

(SAMANTHA PANTING)

Please.

Please, don't make me do this.

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

(♪♪♪)

(SIGHS)

LUKE: Lex?

Lex?

Cosette, are you here?

(COUGHS)

(GASPS)

Sam? Sam?

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

(SOBBING)

Please wake up, Sam.

No.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I should have listened to you.

I'm so sorry.

(WHIMPERS)

This is all my fault.

RAND: Yes, it is.

Your weakness did this.

But you can make it up by going out there

and finding that silly twat and bringing her back to me.

Listen to me.

She's now taken someone from both of us.

It's time to take something back in return.

(COSETTE GASPING)

(GASPING)

Someone call the police.

(COUGHS)

(♪♪♪)

Hey, listen to me.

Look at that.

Look at it.

Your fucking girlfriend is dead right now.

And the bitch who did that, she's somewhere in this house,

so I need you to be a fucking man

and go and fucking find her!

(WHIMPERING)

I'm gonna kill her.

Front door.

That's the spirit.

But remember, I get to kill her.

Beyond that, you can do whatever the fuck you want.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Here I come.

Where the fuck are you?

Huh.

Still ticking.

Well, you are a tough little hooker, aren't you?

Well, at least, Stevie grew some balls finally.

At least, you were finally good for something.

Oh, yeah.

(GRUNTS)

Cunt.

(GRUNTS)

I'm gonna fucking get you.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

-(SIZZLES) -(SCREAMING)

You fucking burned me!

(SCREAMS)

(SLASHES)

Hey there.

(LEX GRUNTS, SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

Fuck! That hit the bone, you bitch!

That was impressive.

And that's fucking gross.

Mind you, my grandmother could have taken care

of this piece of shit.

(PANTS)

Sam had some balls though, right?

Jake...

Oh, hell, Jake was at least double your size.

Some impressive shit.

It's also why I'm gonna enjoy the next few hours

peeling the skin off your body, one square inch at a time.

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHS, SOBBING)

RAND: Ah, you fucking bitch.

Ah.

You know, I bet you have a real bad fucking stomach ache

right about now, huh?

Maybe we should take some fucking meds.

(CRYING)

Oh, that was a good one.

Yeah, I'll give you credit for that.

You know, your mom?

She was never part of the plan.

No.

No, see, if she had just kept

her fucking mouth shut, all she'd have to worry about

is cleaning up a dirty house.

But no, no! She had to go and be a fighter.

Your dad had to go and try to be a hero.

And now where are they?

There's a lesson to be learned here, I think!

Oh, what's that?

Don't fight back! That's the fucking lesson!

That's the fucking lesson, you bitch.

(SOBBING, GROANS)

You see, in this life, there are leaders

and there are followers.

There is predators and there are prey!

And when the weak forget their place,

rarely does it go well for them!

What do you think?

Yeah.

You are a ballsy broad, I'll fucking give you that.

But at the end of the day, sweetheart,

I am the fucking man.

Please, no.

(SCOFFS)

Please? Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

See, you and I, we're way beyond please.

If you had just taken your fucking lumps and moved on,

we wouldn't be here right now.

But no, listen to me. Fucking listen to me.

Everything, every fucking thing that happens

from this moment on, is your fucking fault.

(CRIES)

Leave her!

Who the fuck is this?

(SCREAMS)

(CRYING)

This another one of your friends?

Fuck it, I don't care.

(SOBBING)

(PANTING)

Oh, you and I, oh, we're gonna have

a whole lot of fun, Sexy Lexi.

(GRUNTS)

(LEX CRYING)

Oh, I'm gonna make sure that you feel

every last fucking inch of me, baby.

No, you're gonna feel every inch of this.

(GAGGING)

(GROANS)

(PANTS)

(SOBBING)

DETECTIVE NICHOLS: This is the police. We're coming in.

If you have a weapon, lay it on the ground.

Get on your knees and put your hands

above your head.

LEX: It's okay, we're not armed.

Ma'am, is there anyone else in the house?

LEX: I think this is it.

What, what the hell happened here?

I-- I'll-- I'll tell you everything.

First, call her an ambulance before she bleeds to death!

Okay. Uh, sit tight.

This is Nichols.

I need an ambulance to 48 Cooper.

(WHIMPERS)

DETECTIVE NICHOLS: Sounds like your friend's gonna make it.

Cosette's alive?

DETECTIVE NICHOLS: She just came out of emergency surgery.

She's in rough shape, but she's stable.

You know, you're both very lucky to have survived.

Just because someone's alive doesn't mean they've survived.

Hey, Lex.

If you follow me, I can take you to see your dad.

Now before you see him, I want to prepare you.

He is awake and lucid, but his speech

is severely impaired, so I want you to do your best

not to ask him anything or try to elicit

a verbal response in any way.

Pumpkin.

(SOBBING)

After you're done here, the doctor would like

to examine you,

just to double-check you're okay.

Don't-- don't say anything, daddy.

I'm here and I'm not going anywhere.

This nightmare's over.

Joyce?

(SOBS)

Can I-- can I get you anything?

Some water or-- No, don't say anything.

Just um, give it a thumbs up.

Okay. I'll get you some.

Just sit tight.

DETECTIVE NICHOLS: How's he doing?

DR. KEATING: He's doing well.

He's got a long road ahead.

He's gonna require at least a year of rehab,

and speech therapy, and he'll likely struggle

with mobility for the rest of his life.

Oh, poor man.

I mean, all things considered,

I'd say he's been extremely lucky.

Yeah.

(SCREAMS, GRUNTS)

Put the weapon down.

I said, put the weapon down now!

-(GUNSHOT) -(GROANS)

-(GUNSHOT) -(GROANS)

He's been on a morphine drip for 12 hours.

He can't feel a thing!

-(GUNSHOT) -(THUDS)

(TAKES DEEP BREATHS)

(♪♪♪)

♪ Night fades to day ♪

♪ And days fade to darkness ♪

♪ Please, let me out of here ♪

♪ I'm trapped in nothingness ♪

♪ Seems like this time is right to dry all of the tears ♪

♪ That I have cried but I'm too weak ♪

♪ I feel so numb and isolated from everyone ♪

♪ A single tear escapes my eye ♪

♪ I cure my pain with a razor blade ♪

♪ Days have passed ♪

♪ Years gone by ♪

♪ Dreams torn apart ♪

♪ My cheating mind attempts to kill my aching heart ♪

♪ Seems like this time is right to dry all of my tears ♪

♪ That I have been crying, but I'm too weak ♪

♪ I feel so numb and isolated from everyone ♪

♪ A single tear escapes my eye ♪

♪ I cure my pain with a razor blade ♪