[ominous music playing]
[person breathing heavily]
[cell phone beeps]
[whirring]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[vacuum turns off]
Hello?
[vacuum clicking]
[sighs]
Terrific.
[ominous music playing]
What in the Sam Hell?
[screams]
Oh, for heaven's sakes, you almost gave me a heart attack.
I'm sorry, Ms. Spring.
I was just doing some last minute checks
before the big reopening this weekend.
It's okay. I just forgot you were working late today. That's all.
What--? What happened there?
Well, I'm not really sure.
I was vacuuming the carpet, and then it went dead, and then I found this.
[grunts] Well, I think I know what happened there.
You do?
Rats.
- Rats? - Afraid so.
I saw a few congregating in the basement.
They must have come in with all the construction.
I thought I got them all, but it looks like they gnawed right through your wire there.
Oh, this isn't good.
Oh, we can't have this, especially with all the guests that are coming this weekend.
Maybe I should go check.
I... I wouldn't go down there if I were you.
[ominous music playing]
- They're big. - Oh.
I'll throw a few traps down on the way out,
and that should get everything under control.
Oh, Brad. Thank you.
I don't know what I would have done without you these last couple of weeks.
You truly are a godsend.
- Everyone's gotta make a living. - [chuckles] Right.
- Good night, Ms. Spring. - Good night.
Rats.
[groans]
[screams]
[suspenseful music playing]
[groaning]
Oh.
[continues groaning]
[shouts]
[eerie music playing]
[man] All right. Let's see what you got, bud.
Not bad, Kev.
Hey, Dad. Hey, Dad. Look what I can do.
[pensive music playing]
[man] Wow.
Did you see? I did it with one hand.
Want me to show you something else?
[man] Sure. Go for it, kiddo.
All right, look at you.
Come on, girl. Come on, girl.
Come here. Okay, Taylor. Now it's your turn. Just how we practiced.
Good.
Now shoot.
Way to go. Yeah.
And guess who got it all on tape?
Okay, you two. Time to go in. Mom's got dinner...
[video glitching]
[video turns off]
Hey, Kev?
Kevin?
- [somber music playing] - [keyboard clacking]
All right, you go up there, and I'll try to get him from down here.
[boy] I got this. I got this. Okay, right here. Right here.
[gunfire on video game]
- I got it, yeah. - [boy] Whoa!
Hey, bud. Can you pause that for a second? I need your help downstairs.
- Come on, Dad. I'm streaming. - Come on!
I'll get abused in chat.
What's the big deal? It's just a game, all right?
Just press pause, come downstairs, and help me.
The old camera's not working right.
I told you this, Dad. You can't just pause a stream.
If I'm streaming, people from all over the world are watching me play.
So when you busted into my room like that,
you embarrassed me in front of... 1,200 people?
That's the highest I've ever had!
Oh, my God.
I'm sorry, and congratulations?
Look, it's off now, so what do you say you come downstairs,
and be the tech guru that I know and love?
All right, but next time, when you see the sign,
just text me and I'll run an ad or something.
And what makes you think I know anything about that old thing?
I was born with Blu-ray.
[whispers] Blu-ray.
[in normal voice] Do you know what's wrong with the tape? It just keeps breaking.
It's a tape. That's what's wrong with it. No one uses tapes anymore.
I don't think people used tapes when you shot this.
Right, so you're saying it can't be fixed?
It's old. I can't fix it.
But I can save it.
How?
Well, you can make it digital.
- Uh-huh. - [doorbell rings]
You know what? It sounds like you got this.
- Mr. Keenan? - Yes?
Your daughter was caught trying to steal a case of beer from the liquor store.
[Roy] Goddamn it, Taylor. Again?
They aren't gonna press charges, sir.
But we wanted to make sure you knew.
Well, I appreciate that, officer. Thank you.
Don't let this happen again, sweetheart. Next time, you might not be so lucky.
- [officer] Good night, sir. - Good night, officer.
[door closes]
Okay, I'm sorry, Dad.
Well, what do you want me to do? They won't sell it to me.
You're not funny.
And there is definitely nothing funny about being brought home by the cops.
How do you think this makes us feel?
I thought I had finally found the date that you'd approve of.
What's going on, Roy?
You have to stop pretending the rules don't apply to you, Taylor.
You're not a child anymore.
The next time this happens, they're gonna put you behind bars.
If that's what it's gonna take for you to learn your lesson, then I'm gonna leave you there.
Oh, my God, Dad. It's not even that big of a deal.
Get up to your room now. Your father and I need to talk.
Go.
What is wrong with you two?
[pop music playing over phone]
♪ Can't believe this is going on ♪
♪ Hiding every day Just to avoid you ♪
You know, if she thinks for one second that we're going to pay for her college
so she can keep acting like this, she's got another thing coming.
You know, I'm not gonna piss off more money for less supervision!
I mean, she wasn't always like this.
This is not our fault.
Honey, this... [chuckles]
We are not the first parents to go through this crap.
I know.
- And we are certainly not going to be the last. - I know.
We just need to stay strong and remind her that her actions have consequences,
you know, consequences that may not always be obvious.
Well, in case you haven't noticed, listening to us
or anything we have to say, is not a special skill of hers.
- No, it's not. - Mm-mm.
We just need to get her away from all of these bad influences.
Hmm.
How?
Why don't we go away tomorrow?
I mean, it would do the whole family some good.
Okay.
- Okay? - Yeah, we need this.
Let's do it.
Okay.
- [keyboard clacking] - Oh, you're so getting lucky.
[ominous music playing]
[Linda sobbing]
I don't hear you. Where are you?
Why are you doing this to me?
[footsteps approaching]
Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me.
What are you doing?
What is that?
What is that? What is that?
[Linda screaming and crying]
Please.
[suspenseful music playing]
[screaming]
[bones cracking]
[Roy] Okay, Keenan family. Time to get up. We're here.
[easy-listening music playing on speakers]
So this area was where our sports complex
and infamous hot tub for romantic getaways such as yours, was located.
But sadly, this outside portion of our little establishment is closed due to maintenance,
but lucky for you, our honeymoon suite...
- [keyboard clacking] - Mm.
...which is available, has its very own Jacuzzi.
We'll take it.
You didn't even ask me.
We'll take it.
I like you two.
And don't even get me started about the massaging shower heads.
Whoo! [chuckling]
Hey!
Oh. Well, I'll just let you two discover that on your own.
So let's call it, uh, $200 for the evening?
Uh...
- Excellent. - [bell ringing]
Bobby!
[rock music playing over speakers]
[men speaking indistinctly]
Tomorrow is going to be a few hours to Philadelphia.
And we bring the rental back to the airport in New Jersey on Tuesday.
Correct.
Who cares?
First to Eleven is going to be amazing. [chuckles]
Wait, you two know First to Eleven?
Of course. They're the only Americans
who know how to make music. We came here just to see them.
[Taylor chuckles]
I didn't know they had so many fans.
I had tickets to go this weekend, but my parents are assholes,
so I can't go now because we are here.
[Taylor chuckles]
I'm really jealous you guys are going.
Well, you should be. It's going to be sweet.
Oh, stop. Don't be so insensitive to this lovely mademoiselle.
What is your name?
Taylor.
Well, Taylor. it is great to meet you.
I am Theo. This is my friend Louis.
Hello.
I love your guys' accents. They're French, right?
[Theo speaking French]
This lovely lady needs a drink.
Welcome to the Pines, the pearl of Pennsylvania.
Your very own personal paradise.
[easy-listening music playing on speakers]
So how can I help you today?
Uh, we are the Keenans. My wife Elaine made the reservation yesterday.
- Keenan? - But I think there was a problem
with the credit card. We never got the confirmation.
Oh, yes. We've been having issues.
Well, let's see, and there it is.
One room, four guests under the name Elaine Keenan.
I just need to see some form of identification, please.
Oh, sure. Of course.
Uh...
- There you go. - Ah, yes. That's good.
- Thank you. - Perfect. And here you go.
Oh, I'm sorry. I hope this isn't a problem.
Uh, but because of construction, our credit system is down.
I never really trusted all of this...
high-tech stuff anyway.
- [mouthing] You have cash? - It's always causing problems.
Wait, so that means no Wi-Fi.
Oh, buddy. Yeah. I'm sorry about that, little guy.
No Wi-Fi here. I'm sorry.
But this inn is about spending quality time with the people that you love
because you never know just how limited that time is.
Exactly. See, this is just what we need, all right?
[Roy chuckles]
- Cash will be fine. - Excellent.
[Taylor & Theo laughing]
Let me take a picture of you.
Pose for me.
- Perfect. - [giggling]
Take one with me.
[camera clicks]
And now just me.
- [cell phone buzzing] - [camera clicks]
[Taylor] Oh, no.
So are you guys staying at the hotel?
We are staying in Room 207, if you would like to meet up later.
Not sure if you smoke, but we do.
207. Sounds like a nice room.
[cell phone buzzing]
[sighs] Shit, it's my mom again.
I gotta go.
207. I won't forget.
Maybe I'll see you later?
Maybe you will.
Hey, Mom. I'm coming. I'm com--
Oh, you're leaving so soon? But we're on vacation.
Oh, I could really use a drink.
Sit down.
You know, you could at least, like, give me a little bit of a heads up or something
before taking off like that, Taylor.
I barely even went anywhere.
There's literally nothing to do here anyway.
Where could I possibly be? What could possibly happen to me?
You know that your dad and I worry a lot about you,
and I would really like to do that just, like, a little bit less.
Nicole... you left your beer at the bar.
Can I get you anything?
Sure. I'll have what she's having.
Well, she is having our Cattoberfest.
- Mm. - Mm-hm.
It's an IPA. Slightly hoppy.
- It's good head-- - Perfect.
We also have a Full Moon you might like.
It's full-bodied. Really grips you.
No, that's great. Thank you so much.
Okay, all right. I like a woman that knows what she wants.
I see you brought your fake ID.
Taylor, I know how this goes.
You are not gonna have to buy yourself another drink for the rest of your life
if you don't want to.
Where do you think you get that power from?
Listen, I don't care if you drink, okay?
But I do care if you get drunk or if you try to steal it.
I cannot stop you from having fun,
and you know what? Honey, I don't want to.
I just really want you to be careful.
Okay. I get it, Mom.
[Mark] All right.
I added it to Frenchy's tab. I don't think he's gonna notice.
- Why, thank you. - Can I get you anything else?
- Uh, no, thanks. - All right.
Well, I just wanna make sure you're taken care of.
I'm all taken care of.
All right.
Well, I'll be right over there.
I'm Mark.
I'll just be at the bar.
Okay. Bye-bye, now.
What is going on right now?
Guess I still got it.
Come on, you didn't think I noticed them when we walked in?
They're really cute.
Okay, see? This place isn't half bad, now is it?
It doesn't matter how cute they are
when my mom is sitting here drinking with me.
I know you've been going through a lot lately. I get it, okay?
But your dad and I are trying really, really hard.
I mean, when's the last time he took off work to spend a little time with just us?
Just cut him a little bit of slack, please?
It's just one weekend.
I can only drink so much.
Cheers.
Nicole.
- You little bitch. - Mm!
[door unlocks, then car alarm chirps]
[car door opens]
[ominous music playing]
[shouts]
[sobbing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[door handle clicking]
[grunts]
[groans]
[panting and sobbing]
[screaming]
[clicks tongue]
Hi.
Hello.
Who are you?
Where's Mrs. Spring?
I'm guessing you must be, uh...
Mr. Conrad.
- No. - Uh--
Hansen. In for Conrad.
Oh.
Right. I see.
Lucky you.
I'm Mr. Lockwood.
I'm guessing Linda didn't mention anything about me
taking up some of the slack after all the recent changes.
Well, no. She didn't say anything to me.
- Mm. - Sorry.
[chuckles] It's no problem.
In fact, she's still here, in the back.
If you come over to the side door,
I'm sure she'd be glad to see you.
[ominous music playing]
- Good. - Great.
Hey, Dad, look at that camera. Isn't it cool?
Oh, yeah.
Hey, nice camera.
The best.
[Kevin] Is it wireless?
Yep. Just easier that way.
Just need some power.
How do you do that?
I thought there wasn't any Wi-Fi.
Well, there isn't.
Not for the guests, anyway.
We do have a business to run here.
- [dramatic music playing] - [grunts]
What the fuck?
- You okay? - [Howard] What fucking asshole
puts a fucking ladder in the middle of a fucking hallway?
I wanna tell you something. This fucking hotel sucks camel cock.
And that shouldn't surprise anybody, because you know what?
There ain't no Internet service here. None at all.
Being at this hotel is like getting fucked in the ass by the Oakland Raiders,
wherever the fuck they're from now.
Who knows? Hey, hey, hey.
Speaking of getting fucked in the ass,
I think the guy who sold me this beer wants to fuck me in the ass.
[laughing] I might let him.
I'm sorry.
You have a little boy. I shouldn't talk--
Talk like that.
Fucking seltzer.
[ominous music playing]
[grunts]
- The hell's going on--? Oh! - [thuds]
[key card reader beeps, then door unlocks]
Oh, it's so cute.
Cozy.
Yeah.
[bed springs squeaking]
[Taylor] Yay.
I get to share a bed with the hyperactive monkey all weekend.
Can you just at least take your shoes off?
Taylor, remember what we talked about?
[video game beeping]
Kevin, what did we talk about before we left the house?
No video games on this trip.
Exactly. This is a family trip meant to be spent with the family.
Yes.
Put it away, please. Thank you.
Great. And now there's no service.
Just when I thought this place couldn't get any worse.
This is a dream come true.
Boo, Taylor.
Seriously, when did you become such a Debbie Downer?
I mean, remember that one summer?
You had so much fun here. Remember?
- Mm-hm. - We went to the park all day,
and then Mrs. Spring brought you to the roof, and you looked at the stars.
It was just-- It was really perfect.
Park? What park? I don't remember that.
Okay, all right. It's time to get a little shut-eye.
- Yes. - [Roy] All right? Tomorrow's a new day,
and I have a lot of plans for this family.
- Dad, what park? - [Roy] Should I--?
Should I tell him?
You can tell him. It's okay.
Well, let's just say
- we're not going to the zoo. - Mm-mm.
What are those?
These are VIP express passes to Ultimate Universe.
Ultimate Universe?
Yes!
Oh, my God.
- [Kevin] You're the best, Dad. - I know, right?
Taylor, you taking notes?
Oh, come on, Taylor. Really? The last time we came here,
you couldn't get enough of this place.
Remember, you had us riding each ride at least two--
- Three. - Three times.
Yeah, when I was 10.
Well, I'm 11, and I'm excited.
[Roy] Me too.
Could you at least, like, pretend to have a good time?
For your brother's sake?
And for my sanity?
[Roy] Ultimate.
For the love of...
[both chanting] Ultimate Universe.
[Bobby] I got this, all right?
- I told you we need a dolly. - [sighs]
[door opens]
Shit. Lockwood, what's the deal with this guy?
He's a janitor. He wasn't even on the shift schedule.
Yeah, I know who he is, okay? You really shouldn't be doing this. You know, we--
You know what? I don't wanna know.
Just-- I don't care. I don't care.
- Just leave me out of this. - Look, I wanna use him later.
Will you at least help us carry him downstairs?
No, no, no. You know I don't get involved in this part.
Come-- What the hell is that?
This one's just malfunctioning a little bit.
- There's no time to fix it. - Malfunctioning?
Don't worry about it. I covered everywhere else. No one's gonna complain.
They better not. If they do, it's on you.
I know the drill.
- Good. - Now, where's my money?
Can we talk outside? Okay.
Bobby, you think you can take care of this, huh?
Uh, tie him up.
In a chair.
Tight.
- Go on. Let's go! - You got my money, right?
[grunting]
Ed, how many times do I have to tell you
don't bring up money in front of the other workers?
You make more than they do.
Yeah, so you say.
Drive safe.
It's there.
Asshole.
- Okay. - [keypad beeping]
- [door locks] - [shouts]
Yes!
Showtime!
[arcade games beeping]
[grunts]
All right.
[grunts]
That should do it.
Oh, come on.
[arcade game beeping]
You're a genius, Mark.
[joints crack]
- Take this for a test drive. - [buttons clicking]
All right.
Nice.
Come at me like that any time you want, baby.
You're dealing with the Mark Man.
I know your patterns, babe.
I know your patterns.
You can't fool me.
So predictable, you 16-bit bitch, huh?
Hey, bro. Arcade's closed.
I'm just doing a little maintenance.
That's right.
You want me, huh?
All right, you feel that? That's Mark.
You feel me pressing your buttons? You like that?
You like that I'm making love to you, huh?
I'm making love to you.
That's it, baby. Ha, ha!
Hey, come on, man.
Move it along. This ain't Halloween.
Freako.
Yeah. Come on.
Bro, you're really starting to freak me out, all right?
I can feel you over my shoulder. I don't need a lunatic
breathing all over my neck, all right? I'm going for a high score.
Huh?
Seriously.
- [arcade game beeping] - Oh!
You totally screwed up my high score.
Whatever. This game sucks anyway.
[dramatic music playing]
[Mark shouting]
No. Please. Please.
No.
No! No!
[Mark shouting]
Please.
Fuck you.
No!
[screaming]
Please!
[screaming]
[Roy snoring]
[rock music playing faintly on headphones]
[ominous music playing]
[rock music playing over speakers]
[speaking French]
Oh, look who it is.
Well, everyone else fell asleep, so I figured I had no other choice.
Are you sure you wanna do that in here?
Of course I am.
I'm saying that there are usually smoke detectors in places like this.
Really?
Yeah. Welcome to America, dumbass.
[laughs] Oh, she got you.
[Louis] All right, fine.
This shit don't make any smoke.
Want some?
I have an idea.
Why don't we just go to the roof and smoke there and not set any smoke detectors off?
Ah, fuck that.
I love it.
Let's go.
[dance music playing in distance]
[indistinct chatter in distance]
[Roy snoring]
[woman] Sarah! Sarah.
- Sarah. - [groans]
[whispering] Roy.
Roy, wake up.
Roy.
What?
Hey, what's all this noise next door?
I don't want it to wake up the kids.
Go back to sleep. They're probably just a bunch of kids screwing around.
I don't care.
It's after midnight. Go over there and tell them to shut up.
[woman laughing in distance]
[music volume increases]
[man] Shh, shh. Get down, get down. Shh.
- May I help you? - Hi. Yeah. My family and I
are trying to get some sleep next door, and it's a little loud in here.
Would you mind taking it down a little bit?
- We have an early day tomorrow. - Yes. Sorry.
We were playing a few drinking games and Michelle fell off the bed.
Sorry, mister, but it was pretty funny.
Keep it down.
All right. Thank you.
So how did you know about this place?
Well, I've been here before.
The old lady who works here showed me once when I was a kid.
Hmm.
Ladies first.
[chuckles] What a gentleman.
- [woman moaning] - [water splashing]
[ominous music playing]
Oh, yes.
[continues moaning]
You're fucking amazing.
[continues moaning]
- [screams] Oh, my God. - Yo, what are you doing?
Get the fuck out of my room!
What are you, deaf?
I said get the fuck out!
[ominous music playing]
[screaming]
Get away from me!
[screaming]
No, no, no!
[screaming]
[gasping]
No!
[woman screaming]
[screams] Oh, my God!
Oh, my God.
[woman sobbing]
No!
[screaming]
Someone, please help me!
[screaming]
Get away from me!
No! No! No!
No!
Help me, please!
[door slams]
- [key reader beeps] - We're not allowed to--
What are you guys doing up? Are they still making noise next door?
It's Taylor. She snuck out.
Oh. You know, I bet she's with those two guys she met earlier.
This girl is gonna be the death of me.
You know what?
I will go downstairs and find out what room they are in.
Where do you think you're going? You coming with?
Yeah, it's fine.
All right. A little quality family bonding time.
Kev, put pants on.
[pop music playing]
You know, this is probably one of the best views I've ever seen.
I'm glad you showed me.
Yeah. It really is something, isn't it?
I used to love this view as a kid.
[pensive music playing]
You know how things are just different when you're younger?
When you're small,
it feels like three flights of stairs gets you to the top of the world.
Uh, so, what's with your boyfriend?
Why is he being such a dick?
Wait, he is not my boyfriend.
I am not homosexual.
Relax, Frenchie. It's a joke.
Well, this really is one of the best views I've ever seen.
Okay, come on.
We're on a hotel roof in Pennsylvania.
There are stars.
I'm not looking at the stars.
I got one for you.
What do you call a fish with two [grunts] legs?
- Mm. - A "two-knee" fish.
Get it? "Two-knee" fish?
Wow, I got one.
- Knock, knock. - Who's there?
A terrible sister.
A terrible sister, who?
- Taylor. - [chuckles]
Yeah, I'd have to agree with you right about now.
[bell ringing]
Hello?
Where is everybody?
Maybe outside.
Okay. Let's go check outside.
Shit.
- Language, Dad. - Yeah.
What the hell is going on?
[ominous music playing]
[knocking on door]
Roy? Is that you?
[ominous music playing]
[knocking on door]
Oh, my God.
Would it have been so hard for you to bring your damn room key?
[groans]
Jesus.
Kev?
Honey, is that you?
Is anyone there?
[gasps]
You know, it's not funny. If you kids don't knock this shit off,
I'm calling down to the front desk.
All right. Assholes.
[sighs]
[key reader beeps, then door opens]
Oh, I'm glad you guys are back. You wouldn't believe what these kids next door were--
[ominous music playing]
Babe?
- Uh, can I help you? - [Roy] Hi.
I'm really sorry for bothering you so late,
but I'm looking for my daughter.
- She's 16 years old. - Seventeen.
[Roy] She's 17 years old.
Uh, she has dark hair, she's about your height.
She has a rock 'n' roll T-shirt on.
Hoodie.
A hoodie.
- Any chance you've seen her? - No.
No. What about a couple of foreigners? They were down in the lobby.
I think they had French accents. I was down there
- looking for Mr. Lockwood. - I'm sorry, I don't know who you're talking about.
And I haven't seen Mr. Lockwood since I checked in. Good night.
- Good night. Thank you. - [door locks]
- Rude. - Yeah.
I know the boys you're referring to.
They're in the room next to me.
I couldn't sleep at all
between the smells and the sound of their stupid accents.
Oh, okay.
- What room are you in? - 209.
209. Appreciate it. Thank you. Come on.
[David] I'm David Burnham.
Roy Keenan. Nice to meet you.
- This is my son, Kevin. - Hi, Kevin.
Nice to meet you.
Any chance you saw my girl up there?
Can't say that I did.
Can't imagine she'd be anywhere else, though.
I came down for a smoke, wanted to go outside,
but I couldn't get out the fucking door.
I'm sorry, Kevin.
Yeah, we were in the lobby earlier, and everything's locked up.
Well, it's not just a lobby.
Every door in this damn place is that way.
I tried them all.
So, we're trapped?
Well, I'm not saying that.
It's just that it's just a little weird.
No Internet to use.
Is there a phone in your room? There's nothing in mine.
Do we have a phone?
I'm not sure.
I think Mom tried to use it, but it didn't work.
I couldn't find that Lockwood guy
or anyone else to let me out.
So fuck them.
[dramatic music playing]
[gasping and grunting]
[screams]
[shouts]
[groaning]
[coughing]
[groans]
[gasps]
[flesh slicing]
[ominous music playing]
[cheerful chimes playing on speakers]
Elaine.
Keenan.
Bye-bye.
[computer beeping]
[pop music playing]
Hey, why don't we get out of here?
- I'd love that. - Okay. Um--
Let's just go. Let's leave tonight
before my parents wake up and realize I'm gone.
Wait, what?
The concert.
Let's just go, you and me.
Okay, well, we could...
- Shit. - What?
I don't have a ticket.
You only have two.
Yeah, but, uh...
Oh, fuck it.
Louis won't mind. He likes to wander, anyway.
Really?
- I mean, I think he'll mind. - Whatever. Let's go.
What are you doing?
Leaving.
The quickest way between two points is a straight line.
Plus, I do not want to run into my parents or your friend.
207.
Taylor?
Taylor, open up.
Taylor, this is your father. Open the door!
Maybe she went back to the room.
For her sake, I hope she did.
- Come on, let's go check. - She's so dead.
[Roy] You're right. She is so dead.
[classical music playing over speakers]
[Oswald grunting]
- [remote beeps and music stops] - Hold it.
I'm sorry, Ozzy.
The music, I didn't hear you.
What's that?
[groans, then sobbing]
Oh, okay.
You promise not to scream, chubs?
Pinky swear?
Okay.
[groans]
You okay?
Please.
I'm begging you.
Don't do this.
I won't say a word.
It'll just be our little secret.
Hmm.
I, uh--
I can help you.
Really?
Yeah.
I can help you.
Please...
just listen to reason.
[clicks tongue]
- No, I'm good. - Oh, please, God, no!
- [dramatic music playing] - [grunting]
- Say cheese. - [camera beeping]
I wanna show you something.
[cabinet opens]
Look at that.
That's some real craftsmanship right there.
[Oswald groans]
[suspenseful music playing]
Toro.
- What? - [sobbing]
- [stabbing noises] - [Oswald shouting]
Out of the game, Ozzy!
- Wanna hear a joke? - Huh?
Wanna hear a joke?
No, not right now, buddy. I'm not in the mood.
[ominous music playing]
Elaine?
Dad, is everything okay?
I don't know, buddy.
No, no, no. I want you to stay right here.
Honey?
Oh, my God, Elaine!
Elaine! Oh, my God.
Honey, wake up.
Wake up, baby. Wake up.
Oh, my God.
No, no, no.
[sobbing] Wake up.
Stay with me, please.
Who did this to you?
- Dad? - Kevin, do not come in this room!
Dad, is Mom okay?
Kevin, I told you to stay in that other room!
Just do as I say, Kevin!
Don't leave me.
[grunting]
[keypad beeping]
[cell phone beeping]
[shouts]
[screams]
What's going on, Dad? Where's Mom?
Buddy, you gotta listen to me, okay?
You gotta do everything I ask you to do, all right?
- You understand? Take this. - Okay.
Look at me.
Now we need to find your sister, okay?
Okay?
- You understand? - Okay.
Good.
- No! Back off! - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, man. What's going on?
I don't fucking know. And I don't know who the fuck you are either!
Just take it easy, take it easy.
I'll tell you who I am. I'll get my wallet.
Just relax now.
Retired, LAPD.
I was on the force for 25 years.
So take a deep breath and tell me what's going on.
We should go to my room.
Come with me.
[key reader beeps, then door unlocks]
Come on in.
Stay here.
Come with me, Kevin.
Why don't you hop up there?
Okay, you stay right here, little guy,
and play your game.
My dad said no video games.
I'm sure he'll let it slide this time.
Besides, rules are made to be broken.
[somber music playing]
My--
My wife is dead.
I'm sorry, man.
Dave, I don't know what else to do.
I'm just, you know, trying to hold it together for Kevin.
I don't know how much longer I can do this.
Did you find your daughter?
No.
[sobbing]
No.
I don't know where she is.
I knew something was fucked up around here.
Okay, hold on, I'm gonna get us some protection.
[upbeat music playing on video game]
[Dave sighs]
Never leave home without her.
Okay, now, we gotta go find your daughter.
I know it's hard, but you can't think of anything else but that.
Oh, my God.
What if my baby girl is dead too?
I get it, Roy.
I have a daughter.
I lost her once.
She ran off as soon as she was old enough.
That's why I'm here, I mean.
I'm on my way to Philly to attend her wedding.
A wedding that I wasn't even invited to.
You have to stay strong for your kids, man.
You can't put a price on life.
You have to appreciate every moment you have with them,
as little or as much as it may be.
We're gonna find her.
Yeah. You're right.
I need to leave Kevin here, where he's safe.
Yeah.
And then you and I need to figure out what the hell's going on around here.
Good.
Hey, Kevin.
I need you to stay here and play your video games, okay?
Can you do that for me?
Me and Mr. Burnham are gonna go downstairs and find your sister.
Kevin?
Hey, Kevin.
I need you to listen to me, okay? I'm serious.
All right? I need you to lock that door and put the chain on it.
Do not open it for anybody but me. Do you understand me?
Say, "I understand."
- I understand. - Good. All right.
Do you remember our special knock?
Okay, good.
[Dave] Come on, Roy.
All right, good.
Good boy. I love you.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
Lock the door.
[door locks]
[pop music playing on stereo]
[music volume decreases]
I might have to move to America now
if I don't want to hear shit from Louis for the rest of my life.
What is the matter?
You wanted to do this.
Yeah.
I just know my parents haven't been happy with me.
I mean, they're going to turn my house into a prison
when they find out about this.
They were so excited to take us on this stupid trip.
I'm sure you've snuck out before,
so this is no different.
I don't know. I mean...
you didn't see his face, how excited he was when he showed us the tickets.
Well, I can assure you, these tickets are much better.
Yeah.
I guess.
- [Roy] Do you see anything? - No, nothing.
No sign of Lockwood anywhere.
Let's go.
Do you think he's dead too?
Wouldn't surprise me if that crazy bastard was in on this.
We need to knock on these doors then.
We gotta let these people know what's going on.
- No, not happening. - Why not?
We can't trust anybody here.
Any one of them could be in on this.
Whatever this is.
[Roy] I just need to find my daughter.
I need to know that she's safe.
[Dave] Yeah, we will. We will.
Look, I know it's not the same thing,
but there was a similar situation...
back in Glendale.
Residents in an apartment building were trapped inside
and slaughtered one by one.
It was like some kind of a competition
because there was no motive
and each instance was more creative than the last.
What the hell is going on around here?
Oh, shit!
He's got a gun.
What's going on? I got news for you guys.
We are fucked.
I can't open any fucking doors.
I've thrown chairs at it.
I've thrown sofas at it.
There's no way to get the fuck out of here.
I don't know what's going on.
We gotta get your people. We gotta go.
I'm gonna get my wife. Donna!
I gotta get my wife.
Donna!
Howard! Howard!
Donna! Where have you been, Donna?
We are fucked.
We can't get out of here.
We're trapped, baby. We're trapped.
What the hell are you doing? Where have you been? Are you drinking?
No, I'm not drinking.
These guys gave this to me.
Shut up. Okay, you're drunk. Come to bed now.
Don't yell at me in front of my friends, okay?
- They're my friends. - No, they're not your fucking friends.
You're embarrassing me right now.
[Howard laughing]
Come on, we can have a party.
Guy with a gun and the other guy's got a little boy.
I don't give a fuck who they are. You get back to the room right now.
[Lockwood on PA] Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
I'm sure you're all wondering, "What is going on?"
Luckily, you have me here to fill you in.
Two of our guests, Mr. Keenan and Mr. Burnham,
have had a little head start on the fun.
But for the rest of you, please allow me to enlighten you.
Tonight, we are running a game of sorts.
A game that each of you have unknowingly signed up for
when checking in to this fine establishment.
Gotta read those terms and conditions.
[man] What the hell is going on here?
I was trying to sleep.
Who the hell are you?
I'm John. Who the fuck are you?
Get that goddamn thing out of my face if you know what's good for you.
Our game, I admit, is a rather unusual one,
but I can assure you that it will be far more entertaining
than anything you have ever been a part of before.
Also, I would be remiss if I didn't welcome
our four all-stars to tonight's festivities.
It is indeed an honor
to have them here with us tonight,
and I can't wait for all of you to meet them.
So buckle up.
Warm-ups are over, ladies and gents.
Let's play ball!
- Jesus. - Shit.
- What's happening? - I am not sure.
Everyone, we should stay close.
Right. Everyone, stay close together.
[Donna screams]
- [Howard] Donna, no! - Calm down.
- [glass breaks] - Someone is here.
- Shoot it. - Shoot what? I can't see shit.
[sobbing] I can't do this. Please.
I can't do this.
[Howard groaning]
[suspenseful music playing]
Shoot them! Shoot them for chrissake!
[shouts]
Fuck this shit!
[screaming]
Please! Stop! Don't!
Please! Please! Stop!
[shouting]
[Amy screaming]
[bones cracking]
What are you doing? We gotta help him.
Are you out of your mind? You got kids, man.
[cheerful chimes playing on speakers]
[whistling]
Points...
Three hundred.
[continues whistling]
[computer alarm beeping]
What is this?
- [alarm stops] - [keyboard clacking]
What the hell?
[ominous music playing]
[Louis] What the fuck?
[Louis groans]
[screams]
What the fuck?
No! No!
Stop!
[Louis groaning]
[bones cracking]
[coughing]
[shouts]
[keyboard clacking]
Oh. [chuckles]
Okay.
Well, well, well.
Gotcha.
Hello, Kevin.
- Mr. Lockwood? - Yeah.
Wow, you're a clever little boy, aren't you?
No one hacks into my system.
I guess I have to make a note about little prepubescent shits like you.
What's going on? Where's my family?
[laughing]
There's an old saying, Kevin.
"Curiosity killed the cat." Maybe you've heard it.
Although it doesn't really apply in this situation
because your curiosity has absolutely no bearing
on whether you live or you die,
just how painful it's going to be.
Where's my dad?
Again, with the curiosity.
You're ever inquisitive, aren't you?
The world needs more of that.
But you're asking the wrong questions.
What you should be asking, son, is whether or not your mother is safe.
[dramatic music playing]
All right, let's just go back to the room.
I think they figured out the power situation.
[gentle music playing in distance]
What's that noise?
Guys, look.
Wow, what the fuck have we been drinking?
- [music stops] - [all laughing]
Kind of kinky.
You got that right.
You two are such skanks.
[ominous music playing]
[music resumes]
Guys...
♪ La, la-la, la ♪ La, la... ♪
I don't think they're here to party.
♪ La, la, la La, la-la, la ♪
♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪
- ♪ La, la, la.. ♪ - [alarm ringing]
What the fuck?
Guys, let's just stay close.
[all screaming]
[music box winding]
[gentle music playing on music box]
[suspenseful music playing]
- What the fuck? - [screams]
Michelle!
[screaming]
[sobbing] Michelle! Come on! Please!
Please...
[woman screaming]
[screaming]
[whistles]
Please don't kill me.
Please.
Please, please.
Please.
Please don't, stop.
[crying]
[shouting]
Please, please, no, please.
[screaming]
Please. Please...
Please...
- Shh. - [Sebastian] Stop.
Please...
No, no, no.
[shouting]
Please.
[grunting]
Please, please.
Kid, oh my God.
- Where are your parents? - My mom is upstairs.
I need to find her.
No, we're not going up there. We have to get out of here.
Oh, fuck me!
Who is that?
Come on, hurry, kid!
- Hey, he's coming! - Go, go!
Come on, kid, move! Fast!
- Open the door! - He's coming! He's coming!
Go!
- Open up, please! - He's coming! We gotta go!
Please!
He's coming! He's right there!
- Help us! - He's right there! We gotta go!
Come on! Hurry!
Run!
[Sebastian groaning]
[gurgling]
[Sebastian groaning and shouting]
[cheerful chimes playing on speakers]
Come on! Open up! Open up!
Oh, my God! Open up!
Come on! Oh, my God! Please, open up!
[screaming]
Please stay away!
Stay back!
- No, please. - I'm warning you, stay back!
- Stay back! - Please, no!
[elevator bell chimes]
[screaming]
[Sarah] No!
[upbeat pop music playing over speakers]
[Lockwood laughing]
The brother-sister duo have brought their hay game tonight.
So much flair.
They're really wracking up those style points.
This could be a major upset.
[laughing]
I don't see anybody.
Yeah, let's go.
I'm not so sure that's a good idea.
I'm not just gonna sit here while the rest of my family gets killed.
I need to find my son.
Mind if I hang on to this?
If any of these freaks try to hurt my kids, I want to be the one to kill them.
- Yeah, suit yourself. - Good.
[elevator bell chimes]
[grunts]
[ominous music playing]
[shouting]
[screams]
[screaming]
Get off me!
Oh, my God.
[grunting]
[screaming]
Get off me!
Get off!
[sobbing]
- [gasping, then screams] - [flesh slicing]
Kevin!
Come on! 207, 208, 209! Kevin!
- Where is he? - I don't know.
I told him to stay here. Damn it, I told him not to leave!
[tablet cracks]
Oh, shit! Kevin! Kevin!
[dramatic music playing]
[gasping]
[groans]
[Roy coughing]
[groaning]
[coughing]
- No. Don't! No, no, don't! - [gunshots]
[Roy groaning]
What if that would have fell on me?
I thought it was a gamble you'd be willing to take.
[suspenseful music playing]
[shouts]
[computer] Attempted security breach.
All players must report to disturbance.
Amber light trail activated.
[door opens]
Kind of strange you held your locks to your lobby doors at night.
Can't believe you wanted to come back here.
I really can't believe I actually brought you.
Yeah, well, tonight's just been full of surprises, hasn't it been?
I know.
What's with the lights?
- What is going on? - [ominous music playing]
Oh. Oh, my God! Oh, my God! What is that?
- Oh, my God! - We need to get out of here.
Oh, shit! Shit!
[dramatic music playing]
- Whoa! Double kill. - [cheerful chimes playing on speakers]
Eliminated.
[alarm beeping]
Kevin! [coughs] Kevin!
Shh. You know everybody know we're here?
I know. But these are my kids, Dave.
And I'd rather these freaks know where I am than they are.
What?
Shoot him! Dave, shoot him!
- What are you doing? - I have secured my win.
My work here is done.
Sorry, Roy. It's time for me to get the fuck out of this place.
You don't have to do this.
Oh, but I do.
You see, you can put a price on life.
In this case, the price is pretty high.
Carry on.
[screaming]
[coughs]
That's it.
Oh, yeah. [chuckles] This is it.
[coughing]
Yes! I'm in.
Okay, now, how do I get the hell out of here?
Security access code. It's got to be around here somewhere.
[suspenseful music playing]
There's no way that old man could remember on his own.
[Roy grunting]
Come on, Roy.
Your family's already dead. Give it up.
Let me win this thing, Roy.
Come on, there's no reason to fight.
Don't you let me down.
Come on.
What the...?
Where did it go?
Ah.
Ah, yes! [laughs]
Oh, I knew you wouldn't let me down, Roy!
I'm gonna win this thing! All right!
I finally get what I deserve!
They said I was crazy.
Uh-huh. Who's laughing now, motherfuckers?
Lockwood.
You can't do this, man. The game is over. My bets are in. I won.
Au contraire, Mr. Burnham.
You, my dear friend, are still alive.
You cheated, Dave. You tried to manipulate the game.
We have integrity here.
Bettors are never allowed to interfere with the process.
You should have just let the game play out, Dave.
But you, you just couldn't do that, could you?
You know, I had my eye on you
from the moment you were put on this case all those years ago.
Did you know that?
I can't believe you thought I wouldn't notice when you checked in.
- [knife slicing] - [Dave shouting]
And you know what they do with rats, don't you, Dave?
They exterminate them.
- [computer beeping] - [drill whirring]
[drill turns off]
Wait a minute.
[Lockwood laughing]
Well, well, well.
How about that?
Hey, Dave!
Dave, you got to see this.
Look. Look!
Apparently, you wouldn't have won anyway.
You underestimated the kid.
Fuck you.
No.
Fuck you.
[Dave screaming]
[dramatic music playing]
Okay, listen up.
We have one guest left, and by my tally,
only two players who can end this game.
So it is now a one-on-one competition.
The player who kills the boy will be awarded triple points.
Happy hunting!
Blood on the ground means points on the board.
[elevator bell chimes]
[groaning]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Lockwood] Oh, my. Someone is awfully warm.
And it's not you, player two.
[screams] Please don't! Someone help me!
- Shh! - Stop! Get off!
- Shh! - Get off of me!
It's me. It's Dad.
Dad!
Buddy, you okay? Yeah. All right, listen to me.
I need big boy Kevin right now. Okay?
You and me, we're getting out of here.
Where's Taylor?
I don't know. Hopefully, she snuck out.
It's the first time I've ever heard you say that.
Yeah. Yeah, right. Look, it's just you and me right now, okay?
How long can you hold your breath? I need you to play dead.
Can you do that for me? Yeah?
Okay. Go on.
Shh.
Holy shit.
Player 2! Player 2!
Player 1 is a fake! Do you read? Player 1 is a fake!
Kill them both!
[dramatic music playing]
- [knife stabbing] - [screams]
[groans]
[Player 2 screaming]
No, no, no, no, no!
Cocksucker.
Touché, Roy.
Okay.
We're going to overtime.
[suspenseful music playing]
Come on. Come on, come on, come on, come on.
[grunting]
Dad, the cart!
The cart. Move. Move, move, move, move.
[shouts]
Damn it!
Dad?
Roy, Roy, Roy.
You...
You ruined everything.
- You know that? - Stay behind me, Kevin.
You were supposed to lose this game.
You cost a lot of people a lot of money tonight, Roy.
And they are not happy about it.
And neither am I.
Please! Just let me and my son leave.
Leave? No, you and your son are never leaving here.
You have an audience, Roy. Look.
You see? There?
Huh?
You're a sick man.
Oh, come on.
Games are as old as the world.
[Roy] Run, Kevin!
What are you talking about a game?
These are people's lives, for chrissake.
[Lockwood] Oh, come on.
Pigs, cats, dogs, chickens, monkeys, people.
What's the difference? It's a sport.
It's the oldest sport. It's in our nature.
Greeks, Romans, Aztecs, Mongols, they all did it.
We do it. And now you.
Ah-ah, ah-ah.
Now you.
Joining that long history because tonight, Roy, you are a gladiator.
I can't say the same, though, for your wife
or that hot little daughter of yours.
Oh, well, we'll chalk that up to survival of the fittest, I guess, huh?
What do you say?
I know you're a sentimental guy, Roy, so it is a shame
that you will never see the video of when they:
[gasping, then laughing]
Oh, well.
[suspenseful music playing]
Game over.
- Dad, are you okay? - Yeah. Yeah, buddy. I'm okay.
Are you okay? Yeah?
Oh, come here.
I am so, so proud of you.
You are such a brave boy.
What do you say we go home, huh?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Let's go.
[spear stabbing]
- Kevin! - No!
- It's okay. We're safe. - Dad!
[Taylor] Oh, my God. Dad!
Dad! Dad!
You're okay, you're okay.
You're okay.
It's gonna be okay, honey.
No, Dad. Dad. Dad.
You were just looking out for your brother.
No, no, please, please, please.
You're okay. Don't leave me. Don't leave me.
- It's okay. It's okay. - [Taylor sobbing]
It's okay.
Dad, please, please, don't leave me.
[Roy] Take--
- Take good care of each other. - [Taylor] Dad, no!
I love you.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry for everything.
I love you too.
[somber music playing]
Kevin!
[suspenseful music playing]
The house always wins, bitch.
[gasping]
Shh!
[shouts]
No more bets.
[pensive music playing]
[police sirens wailing]
I'm sorry your family had to go through this unspeakable night.
I can only imagine what you're going through.
Just know, your father's a hero.
You're all heroes.
Detective! Detective!
I'll speak to you again soon.
Here you go, guys. If you need anything else, just let me know, okay?
- Thanks. - Here you go, buddy.
[cheerful chimes playing on phone]
[ominous music playing]
Shift change in five minutes.
[man] Good.
Everything's on schedule, sir.
Let's keep it that way.
Yes, sir.
Well, that was really exciting, wasn't it?
Best form of entertainment that money can buy.
Roy really did put up quite a fight.
It's a shame we won't be able to have him around for an encore.
But no worries.
I have something truly extraordinary
in store for you, streamers.
I've always found hospitals to be particularly depressing.
I say we do something about that.
It's time to spice things up a bit.
You know, they say that one's true character
can be revealed in the face of adversity.
And our program provides plenty of adversity
with real consequences.
The decisions we make last us a lifetime
and are remembered long after we're gone.
We all love competition,
and we love this competition more than any other.
It's what sells.
This game will be the first of its kind,
and we are providing ringside seats
with unprecedented access
and all the comforts of home.
We are all sullen survivors
scratching for a way to get home.
Sometimes hiding in the shadows, waiting for our golden moment.
[shouts]
Men and women, old and young,
who's to say whose life is more valuable?
I say, let the struggle begin.
Or should I say, "Let it continue"?
[upbeat pop music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
Jesus Christ!
- Mister! Please help me! - All right! All right!
[screaming]
Stop it!
[man over speaker] Welcome. How can I help you, Sofia?
- [man laughing] - Fuck! Fuck!
[shouts]
- [grunts] - Oh, nicely done.
- Now what? - Why are you doing this?
Who are you people?
[Lockwood] I am the ringmaster of this circus,
the pit boss of our little game.
But you, my dear, can call me Lockwood.
But enough about me.
We wouldn't want to upstage the talent.
[alarm buzzes]
I know how actors can be.
What is all this?
The Stream is everywhere.
You have no privacy.
You hardly have free will at this point.
All of your intimate details are being gathered and assessed,
used to manipulate you for their gain.
[Lockwood] Your life is online, and it all can be taken away by the click of a mouse.
Cocksuckers.
- Untie me! - [Lockwood] That's enough!
Un-fucking-tie me, you freaks!
[Lockwood] What do you take me for, a fool?
I am no clown.
You know what needs to be done.
The spotlight is finally yours, so take a bow.
- [electricity crackling] - [groaning]
[Lockwood laughing]
Now, where was I?
Oh, the final act.
[Lockwood laughing]
[upbeat pop music playing]