[ominous music playing]
[heart monitor beeping]
[heart monitor beeps steadily]
[infant crying distantly]
[long flatline beep]
[indistinct female voice on intercom]
[indistinct chatter]
Fucking raft!
[panting]
[sighs, pants]
[straining]
[effort grunts]
[panting]
[Taylor groans]
Taylor!
What are you doing?
Are you leaving?
They said every man for themselves.
-We were all getting along fine. -Go back to sleep.
You don't have to give into that. I know that you're scared,
and I know that we're trying to survive.
-But, please, you don't need to leave. -Babe,
I know you like to take care of everyone else,
and that's great, and if that's your strategy, wonderful.
-But don't fucking mom me right now. -I'm not momming you.
That guy said that we're not allowed to leave the island.
This is what he wants us to do.
Splinter off...
turn against each other.
-But we're better. We're better together. -Stop!
-I don't even know you guys! -[yelps]
Blair, get out of the fucking raft!
-You can't go. -[Taylor sighs]
Do you wanna come?
[Taylor] What?
No.
Get out of the raft,
enjoy being a martyr, and leave me the fuck alone!
I'm leaving. Get out!
Get out, Blair! Get out!
Don't you remember what he said?
He said...
that he would hunt us down if we tried to run away. [grunts]
[Taylor] Suit yourself!
[straining]
[Blair] Guys! Quick!
[Blair] I need help!
[Blair] Guys, help!
No, no, no, no, no!
Donovan, be careful!
Don't take our only raft!
[panting]
She said we don't really know each other.
She's right. We don't.
Well, that's a great attitude.
Yeah, but it's true.
[Blair] You know what? The truth is relative.
And right now, I think...
we just have to try and see things glass half full.
You guys can do whatever you want, but I'd rather see things how they are.
That kind of negativity's immature. Do you know that?
[suspenseful music playing]
Awesome.
Hey, we gotta stay positive down here, little bro.
Hey, it's okay.
We can figure this out together, okay?
We're gonna work this out.
I promise. Glass half full.
What a creep.
Get 'em while they're vulnerable?
[theme music playing]
[country music plays]
[KC] Table ten's a bitch I went to high school with.
I need a cig.
That table's in your section.
She don't want to see me as much as I don't want to see her.
[waitress scoffs] Bitch.
[music continues in the background]
Goddamn.
You need a light?
Thanks.
I'm Jordan.
Used to live here, but, uh...
I have a pulse, so...
I got the fuck out.
Chicago.
Something about you... You look like you got a pulse too.
[chuckles softly]
What's your name?
Married.
[chuckles]
-That mean you're dead? -[light chuckles]
Means you shouldn't talk to me like that.
Place hasn't changed a bit.
[chuckles]
I do miss these big Galveston night skies, though.
And I do miss Texas girls like you.
Even if I do need a search warrant to flirt with you.
[chuckles] Go on ahead. My husband'll kill you.
Maybe that's how I want to die.
I got two kids.
Uh-huh.
That's it, right there. That why you think you don't got a pulse?
[chuckles] Yep.
That's about right.
Let me ask you something.
[Jordan] Hmm?
Jerks like you always think they can talk to me.
Why do you think that is?
Well, um...
I can't speak for all of us, but, uh...
if I had to take a guess, I'd say there's not a man in this whole state
that doesn't wanna talk to you.
That right?
I mean, there's some non-jerks in there.
Maybe it's you who's only letting the jerks get the word in.
What're you doing back here if you hate it so much?
-Trying to meet you. -[chuckles]
You got real cheesy lines, you know that?
You should hear my original stuff. It's way worse.
Nah, I'm here for my dad's funeral.
Hey, you coming back to work or what?
Thanks for the light.
-Yeah. -[sniffles]
Oh, and, um...
I'm real sorry about your dad.
See you around, Married.
[suspenseful music playing]
[clattering]
There's gotta be something here.
[menacing music plays]
[effort grunts]
[bird screeching]
[panting]
[pained groans]
[pained grunts]
[breathing heavily]
[chuckles]
[suspenseful music plays]
[gasps]
[sighs] Is it wrong that I'm excited?
It'd be wrong if you weren't.
Just like a game of Grand Theft Auto, right?
Yep.
Someday I'm gonna tell our grandkids, "Your granddad was so hot,
he got me to rob a bank."
[chuckles]
You remember the plan?
I go to the security guard, you go to the vault.
That's my girl.
If anything goes wrong, you get back to the car,
take it, and get the fuck out of here.
-Agreed? -Shut up.
Nothing's gonna go wrong.
[man] Let's go.
[telephone ringing]
[Taylor] Hands in the air!
Everybody get down!
-[gunshots] -[crowd screaming]
[dramatic music playing]
[gasping breaths]
[distant thunder rumbling]
[kids chanting] I want eggs! I want eggs!
-I want eggs! -N-O!
-Who wants some yummy cereal today? -Not me.
[kids chanting] Eggs! Eggs! Eggs!
Eggs! Eggs! Eggs!
-Eggs! -No, enough!
-No eggs. We have them on the weekends. -[chanting] Eggs!
No!
-I don't want cereal. -Yes, you will have cereal.
Excuse me, mister.
-Come on, honey. I'm trying to feed you. -Oh, man, that shit cereal again?
-But there's bugs in there. -[KC] There are no bugs.
How 'bout you make us some eggs, babe?
We have cereal on weekdays.
Seen the new budget we're on?
[KC] Hey, come on, guys. Eat this up.
Nice hat, little man! You want to put that on?
[KC] No, Rick. Not at the breakfast table.
We talked about that.
-Okay, who wants milk? -[boy 1] Not me.
Go get 'em scrambled.
No milk.
How am I supposed to have enough energy to make it through the day on...
corn and fruck-tose?
What the fruck is fruck-tose?
[boys giggle]
Hey, don't-- don't do that.
-What the fruck is fruck-tose, Mom? -[KC] Okay.
Eggs! Eggs! Eggs!
-[Rick and boys] Eggs! -Hey, come on. Stop it.
Stop! No. Hey!
[chanting] Eggs! Eggs! Eggs! Eggs! Eggs! Eggs! Eggs!
-[boys yelling] -Hey! Enough! No!
Knock it off! No more!
Enough. I've had enough.
We're just playin'.
And they're hungry. We're growing boys, right?
-[Rick] We need protein. -Yeah, well,
if you want to get a job, we can have eggs.
Hey, you don't talk about me being out of work in front of my sons.
[grunts]
[whimpers]
Can you do that for me?
You want 'em to think that their daddy's a loser?
-Do you? -No. [sniffles]
I don't talk about your shortcomings in front of them, do I?
[KC whimpers]
Do I?
[sighs]
You sure do.
[KC pants]
[pop music playing]
What?
[woman] Nothing.
You got something to say to me, say it.
You're doing great, sweetie. You almost fixed it.
I tripped, all right? That a crime?
You fell on your eye?
Hey, you all right?
Saw you take a fall in the parking lot.
I did trip, you know.
It was just a, uh...
different parking lot.
You know, I've been having the same problem lately.
Parking lots around here are dangerous.
[KC chuckles]
Thank you.
They're just jealous.
You outshine 'em even with a shiner.
[laughs]
Now, that's original.
I always go for the bad guys.
You're not a bad guy, are you?
Not a chance.
[light chuckle]
You hungry?
-["Stay High" playing] -[Jordan chuckles]
[Jordan] You want a little burger with that ketchup right there?
[chuckles]
♪ I already feel ♪
-♪ Like doing it again, honey ♪ -[laughs]
♪ 'Cause once you know then you know ♪
♪ And you don't wanna go ♪
♪ Back to wherever it is That you come from, yeah ♪
♪ I just want to stay high ♪
[door opens]
♪ With you ♪
♪ 'Cause where I come from ♪
-♪ Everybody frowns and walks around ♪ -[KC squeals, laughs]
♪ With that ugly thing on their face ♪
♪ And where I come from ♪
[KC chuckles, squeals]
♪ We work hard and grind ♪
♪ And hustle all day ♪
♪ Yes, we do ♪
♪ There comes a time ♪
[KC moans]
♪ There comes a time ♪
♪ At night where we get to play ♪
♪ And we smile and laugh And jump and clap ♪
♪ And yell and holler And just feel great ♪
♪ I just want to stay high ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ With you, baby ♪
♪ So don't question my state of mind ♪
♪ I'm doing wonderful Just fine, thank you ♪
♪ Thank you ♪
[song becomes distorted]
[gasps]
Hi.
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Why?
Nothing, you just seem...
-I don't know. -What?
What?
I seem what?
Stop looking at me.
In a country of three hundred million,
in a planet of more than six billion people,
a concentration of wealth lies in the hands of a few billionaires
who are happy to sit back and kill us for profit.
Kill us for profit!
We dutifully put our bottles and cans in the right dumpsters
and eat vegan to keep down on methane gas.
But as the colonists realized about the British Crown in 1773 in Boston,
oppressors don't stop oppressing
unless it starts to hurt their bottom line!
Yeah.
[whispering] Until it hurts their bottom line.
What do you think?
I think it's great, man.
If we blow up this pipeline, people will see we mean business.
Do you have it?
[Moses] The truest path to change is self-sacrifice.
[Moses sighs]
[sighs] Fine.
Take care of yourself.
-[Clyde scoffs] I really wouldn't worry. -[Bonnie] I'm not. It's just--
[Clyde] If the surveillance teams were paying attention,
they would've stopped us a long time ago.
[Bonnie] Still, it was a little reckless saying all of that out in the open.
Technically, the jurors watch everything.
The way I see it, if they didn't intervene
after what we just did, they're totally out to lunch.
-[Bonnie] Yeah. -[Clyde] Plus, I mean,
they're used to failure by now.
[Bonnie] If you're sure the big boss has our backs if we do get caught.
[Clyde] Honey, we're in here to kill people who fuck up,
and that's what we're doing.
We're doing a little work for the big guy on the side.
Those boys on the monitor are making, what, minimum wage?
You think they're really gonna notice if we go off-script a bit?
-Yeah. -Our cover is rock-solid.
[shuddering breaths]
[KC] I don't love you.
[Rick] Did you fuck this man?
Did you hear me?
I don't love you, Rick.
I don't love you.
So you did fuck him.
[scoffs]
[sighs]
You know, that's the thing.
[sniffles]
That's all you care about...
is if some guy... is more than you,
loves harder than you,
or is better than you.
You want to know something?
That's an easy one 'cause every man's better than you.
[sighs, sniffles]
[crockery clattering]
Okay.
[muffled effort grunts]
[screams]
[shuddering breaths]
[muffled screaming]
[gasping breaths]
[coughs]
Now, you listen to me, or I'll put you in the hospital,
you hear me?
You ain't my wife.
You're just a whore that I don't want to fuck anymore.
-That means you're less than trash. -[gasping breaths]
You hear me?
But don't you worry, 'cause you gonna get your divorce.
-[coughs] -Oh, yes, you will.
But I'm not the only thing you're gonna get rid of.
'Cause you ain't never... ever, ever
gonna see your sons again,
you hear me?
[coughs]
[gasping breaths]
[coughs]
[breathes deeply]
[sobbing]
[panting]
[breathes heavily]
[panting]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunderclap]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunderclap]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunderclap]
[suspenseful music playing]
[thunderclap]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunderclap echoing]
What's up with you?
[Rick sighs]
[bottles clinking]
Where are the boys?
[suspenseful music playing]
What the fuck are you doing?
No, no, no, no, no! What are you doing?! The fuck?!
Hey!
I got us some food.
[crying]
[sniffles]
Hey, are you okay?
[sniffles, sobs]
[groans]
[crying] No.
-What happened? -[cries]
[sniffles] My boys...
-Hey, it's okay. -I can't...
-[crying] Oh, God! -Hey, it's okay.
Hey, I see you. Whatever it is, it's okay.
-[crying] Oh, God! -It's okay.
[whispering] It's okay. It's okay.
[sobbing] No, it's not. It's not okay.
[KC sniffles, whimpers]
-Hey. -It's not-- It's not okay.
What's not okay?
-Breathe. -I'm fine. No, no, no.
[stammering]
[coughs]
[whimpers and sobs]
Hey.
[breathing rapidly]
You're scaring me.
Do you hear that?
[whimpers] Do you hear that?
[ominous music playing]
[distorted whispering sounds]
Hear what?
No, no. [panting]
[KC whimpers]
No! Oh, my God!
-No, no, no, no, no! [sobs] -Hey! Hey, hey, hey! KC!
-KC, there's nothing out there. -[panting]
Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.
I see you.
There is nothing there.
There's nothing out there.
Okay?
[sniffles]
Breathe.
[whispering] It's okay.
I just remembered my life.
[groans]
[grunts]
[breathes heavily]
[pained grunts]
[whimpers]
Mmm.
[grunts]
[chuckles deliriously]
[whimpers]
[sighs]
[grunts]
[pained grunt]
[gasps]
This place is fucking awesome.
We could have a really great life here
if people stopped worrying about getting off and started living.
You think so?
Do you not?
Yeah, it's beautiful.
It's the perfect place for a wedding.
Gosh, weddings. [chuckles]
I forgot about weddings.
I guess it would be nice to have a wedding,
rather than another funeral.
We could exchange vows with our feet in the sand,
staring out at the ocean.
[chuckles] How romantic is that?
Wait.
[gasps]
[both chuckling]
Will you marry me?
Wait, you mean us?
Hey, can we talk?
-[sighs] No, now's not a good time. -Can I at least give you my flowers?
No, like I said, I'm married.
They're almost as pretty as you.
[chuckles]
Thanks.
You look so pretty in this light right now.
[chuckles]
-[Blair] Oh, God. -Hey there.
[Blair scoffs] What are you doing in here? This is the women's restroom.
You really hurt my feelings.
Look, you're not even supposed to be in this building anymore, 'kay?
I found these in the trash.
[door closes]
You told HR you were afraid of me?
-Are you really scared of me? -No.
[sighs] Look,
I have never led you on.
-I've never even spoken to you. -It really hurts my feelings...
-Oh, my gosh. Are you serious right now? -...when you pretend to be afraid of me.
Look, I-- I never even--
[gasping for air]
Why won't you just be happy with me, huh?
Why are you making this so hard, huh?
[Blair] Get up.
-Will you marry me? -Donovan, I said get up.
[gasps]
[flare pops overhead]
Flare gun works.
I'm gonna get some firewood.
Why the fuck did you fire that flare gun? That's dumb.
We've only got one flare.
[Mason] Sorry!
Just feels like a little bit of an emergency with you here.
I'm no good.
Well, I can see how it happened.
How's that?
You were trapped.
You freaked out.
And it seems to me you've been punished and hated enough.
You don't need me to do that, too.
You're so good. How'd you end up here?
Chris! Chris, are you here, man?
Dude, we fucked up, man!
We fucked up, man! I did a scan, I double scanned,
[stammers] I scanned!
[panting] There were people at the pipelines.
They were just-- Fuck! There was, like, a whole crew of 'em.
Like eight of them just on some kind of, like, an engineering fucking tour.
And engi-fuckin'-eering tour, dude!
[police siren wailing]
Oh, no! We killed, like, eight fucking people, man.
-[man 1] Go! Go! -[crashing sound]
-Oh, fuck! -[man 2] Move!
[Moses] Fucking eight people!
Fuckin' eight people!
[shudders] Oh, fuck!
[sobbing]
[policeman] Yeah, we got 'em!
Doesn't matter, does it?
I don't know I'm good.
I know I've killed people.
But I do know...
if we keep sinking down into the dirt and hating ourselves,
we're not going anywhere.
Least we have each other.
[both chuckle]
Great. So what do we do?
Those guys, they call this a game.
-Don't feel like a game to me. -Doesn't feel like a game to me either.
We gotta win.
I hate winners. Never been a winner.
Been so far behind 'em all my life, never even knew I wanted to win.
But we gotta survive, dude.
Come on, what do we do?
Find Chase.
[distant clanging]
[clattering]
[breathing rapidly]
[Chase yells]
[Cooper grunts]
-Hey, it's me! All right? -[grunts]
-I've been looking for you. -Why?
I overheard Bonnie and Clyde on my way here,
and I think I'm finally beginning to understand the rules of this place.
Come with me, I found something.
[Chase] I think this is where I lived.
And this...
[Cooper] That must be your mother.
Does it look familiar?
Yeah.
I mean, I think so. It's coming back to me in bits and pieces.
Does anything look familiar to you?
-[chuckling] To me? -Yeah.
Actually, yeah, but I don't know if that's just 'cause it's the real world.
Dirt roads, a ranch. Looks like a desert.
[Cooper] This is Texas.
I feel like I know this is Texas.
I didn't even know that place existed until I saw this was--
This is Texas, you know?
Yeah. Same for me.
This is weird. Maybe it's just because we're looking at these,
and I haven't seen any pictures since I got here,
but I feel like I can remember this.
Like, I remember that this road, it curves right beyond the edge of this picture
And then there's a small barn on the left-hand side.
Yeah. And a little pasture.
I also found this.
I remember this.
I remember the...
the morning,
real early,
looking out at the fields and...
and, uh, feeling happy, you know?
Content.
Yeah, me too.
Hello, Taylor.
No.
-Congratulations, you found Two-Land. -Wait.
Really? Is that a good thing?
It's never good for one of you guys to see one of us.
It pretty much always means you're about to die.
Look, I can explain!
I told you not to leave the island of your own accord, and you did.
[grunts] I was desperate! Just--
[whimpers]
Can I, like, talk to your manager?
This isn't a Sephora, sweetheart.
[Clyde chuckles]
You had this one chance to get on the right path, but you missed it.
[sobs] But today I remembered my crime.
I didn't want to kill anybody.
That other guy just came out of nowhere,
-and it was actually my boyfriend who-- -It's always someone else's fault, huh?
[sobbing] No! No!
[sighs]
Whatever!
I'm glad I found II-Land,
or Two-Land, or whatever the fuck it is...
because whoever lives here...
is obviously nicer than you.
[chuckles] You know, this island you landed on, Two-Land?
There's only one resident of this island.
What?
He's a cannibal.
What do you mean, a cannibal?
But, hey, if you wanna take your chances with him, be my guest, or be his guest.
But, if you do stay,
there is one thing you should know.
There aren't any chickens on this island.
[breathes heavily]
[laughs]
[panting]
[gasps]
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
[screams]
[theme music playing]