♪ ♪
[women screaming]
[screaming]
[♪ Jadu Heart: "Another Life"]
[Lennon] I'm sure you're sitting there right now
thinking you know who you are.
Who your friends are.
I thought I knew.
I was wrong.
♪ ♪
What I knew were the faces we put on
that we wanted other people to see.
The faces of who we wanted to be.
♪ I feel so alive ♪
♪ Oh, with you ♪
♪ But nothing's left for us ♪
I think we even convinced ourselves
it was who we really were.
It was easier that way.
♪ Another year of this ♪
♪ Maybe in another life ♪
I'm not saying we didn't do fucked-up shit.
I mean, who doesn't?
♪ We'll be okay...
But you get over it.
Because you're friends.
You don't sit around all day
asking yourself who you really are.
If you do, you're lying.
You have no fucking idea.
Until something happens.
Something that makes you question
everything.
♪ ♪
That forces you to face the depth and darkness
in everyone you ever loved.
And shows you how far you'll go to keep those parts hidden.
[phone chimes]
[tires screech]
- [horn honking] - [man] Come on!
Something that makes you realize...
...you can never really know anyone.
♪ ♪
Least of all, yourself.
Lennon.
- There you are. - Hey, Dad.
I was getting worried.
- Oof. [sniffles] - [grunts]
Here, I got it. You look great.
Yeah. You, too.
How was the drive?
It was fine. It was just driving.
I still don't understand why you didn't let me
pick you up at the airport.
[chuckles] I just needed a minute.
You had the whole year.
- Yeah, well, I'm here now. - [phone chimes]
Who's that?
[Lennon] It's Margot.
I'm sure she's excited.
She hasn't seen you since last summer.
I know.
Text her back, then come to the restaurant.
Harold made your favorite luau stew.
Just let me put my stuff away.
Hurry up. Everyone missed you.
- Hey, Len? - Hmm?
It's gonna be okay.
♪ ♪
[wood creaking]
♪ ♪
[wood creaks]
[gasps]
You're back.
Hey, Courtney.
Um...
How's-how's Riley?
It's Thursday.
I clean in here on Thursdays.
Oh, right. Well, um...
I'm sure my dad will be okay if you miss this one.
As long as I get paid.
[laughs softly]
[phone chimes]
♪ ♪
[liquid dripping]
[screams]
♪ ♪
[♪ Litty Kitty: "Superstar"]
♪ Hey, riding round town in my sports car ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar, they wishing they was me ♪
♪ In my sports car ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar ♪
♪ Bye, bitch ♪
♪ You could never be me, I'm a fly chick ♪
♪ I'm super-duper hot, I fry shit...
[girl] Johnny!
[laughs]
Well, fuck it.
[all chanting] Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. Yeah!
[man] Hey, congratulations!
♪ Are you on my level? That's a flat-out no ♪
[music muffled]
♪ Half ratchet ♪
♪ Ten out of ten, automatic ♪
♪ But your outfit so tragic ♪
♪ Everything I ever do is magic ♪
♪ Hey, riding round town in my sports car ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar, they wishing they was me ♪
♪ In my sports car ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar ♪
[Riley] Dylan.
♪ Looking like a superstar ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar...
Don't you ever get bored of this shit?
It's Mortal Kombat.
Come on.
I need to do business.
Okay. Thanks, Kira.
♪ In my bad banks, looking too good ♪
♪ Doing bad things, y'all hos too slow ♪
- Sorry. - ♪ This the fast lane ♪
♪ Riding round town just to see your man ♪
♪ Got him hypnotized when I do my dance ♪
♪ Got 'em whipped up...
Everyone so wishes they were us right now.
- Yeah, I fucking wish I was us. - [both laugh]
Want to have fun with your friends?
No, they're not my friends.
♪ Bitch, your outfit's so tragic ♪
♪ Everything I ever do is magic...
Come on, Alison. It's graduation night.
Your sister's here.
Have fun. Smile.
What, so I can look like Lennon?
I didn't say that.
- [door opens] - [Mei] Bruce. Finally.
Come in.
[Margot] Together forever.
Or at least till tomorrow. When I leave for fucking college.
Time and space are irrelevant in the age of social media.
♪ Looking like a superstar ♪
♪ Riding round town in my sports car...
Can't believe it's over.
♪ Looking like a superstar, looking like a superstar ♪
♪ Looking like a superstar...
Let's blow shit up. [chuckles]
Exactly.
[Lennon] There's my fucking sister.
♪ They want a death wish, first come, first served... ♪
Hot. Want me to tag you?
Whatever.
[boy] Hey, Lennon. Congrats on being valedictorian.
[girl] Gonna miss you!
Thanks, girl. And congrats on Berkeley.
Connor, hi.
Aw. I'm gonna miss that pretty face.
Johnny!
Get over here, my stunning queer king.
[Lennon] Ally!
- [♪ Tkay Maidza: "Shook"] - Finally.
Hi.
I see you and Margot
- are BFFs again. - No, no.
- She's a cunt. - So are you.
I can't believe you left without me.
Well, I told you I was going.
Look, I had to drive with Dad. [scoffs]
Okay, but this fit, this is not pussy-popping attire.
- [shushes] Stop! - I'm just saying.
Come on. Off.
Come on.
♪ Hit 'em with them boydem, and I made...
Come on, let's go make you look pretty.
♪ Earthquake, yeah, I got 'em all shook ♪
♪ I came, I don't play by the book ♪
♪ Yeah, I make the bands...
Ooh. Dick appointment, 12 o'clock.
Everybody knows that you are deep into movies.
- What the fuck is wrong with you? - [Dylan] Hey.
♪ I don't play by the book, yeah, I make the bands ♪
♪ Yeah, I got 'em all shook...
[Alison] Sorry.
♪ I be in my bag, I don't dance around TikTok...
Aw.
She's shy tonight. [chuckles]
You want to bouncy-house?
- Sure. - Oh, um...
did you get my cereal?
♪ Slump with the guns ♪
♪ Peter popped a question, couldn't get me on the run...
Prescription strength. Have fun.
You know me.
I thrive on a balanced breakfast. Thanks, Riri.
♪ Vroom-vroom and I'm there, I swerve ♪
♪ On bitches, why they even got nerve? ♪
♪ Outside they be lookin' like squares ♪
♪ No time for a hater, I skrr...
Do you want to watch them pee, too?
You're disgusting.
Dude, you've known that since second grade.
Come on. Let's bouncy-house.
♪ I came, I don't play...
Last time I was in a bouncy house, I'm pretty sure I puked.
Remember when you puked all over Johnny
during Seussical: The Musical?
[Johnny] Ah, bruh, gonna miss you.
- [Dylan] You, too. - Look absolutely ratch.
Retake. [sighs]
- Oh, don't forget the head tilt. - Mm.
Ready? One, two, three.
Hot.
You look hotter than me.
Uh, not possible.
I love you.
[Mei] There you are.
So cute.
- Mom, stop. - Ms. G., sweet kicks.
[Margot] Mom, you promised you'd stay in the kitchen.
[Mei] I know, I know.
Just come and say hi to my friends.
- [♪ Lala Lala & Grapetooth: "Fantasy Movie"] - ♪ Just to be...
That dude must shave his armpits.
No one's actually that hairless.
[Riley] Hmm.
[Dylan] Andy.
Fuck, marry, kill.
- I hate that game. - Well, that's because you never pick kill,
which means you have to fuck or marry everyone.
- Maybe. - Okay, well, how about...
Hitler?
Yeah, I would definitely kill Hitler.
Hitler?
Yeah. I mean, I-I'm not gonna fuck or marry Hitler.
[Lennon] You look hot.
[Alison] Why? 'Cause I'm dressed like you?
- You're gonna be great. - I don't know.
Come on. You've wanted him inside you since, like,
kindergarten.
You are so broken.
You're gonna miss me so much.
Just do it exactly like we've talked about, remember?
You're gonna talk about how good it tastes.
Angle yourself so he can see it going in and out.
I'm not putting that thing in my mouth. That's, like,
- totally unsanitary. - So are dicks.
Do you know where dudes put those things?
Seriously, Ally, if you do this right,
Dylan is gonna love you forever.
♪ Do the bag, last week ♪
♪ Super Fly ♪
♪ That's me, do the sign ♪
♪ That's me, if you lived ♪
♪ How I live, you would die happy ♪
♪ Superbad...
[laughs] Okay.
Yeah, someone just won the cool dad award.
- This one taught me everything I know. - Tea.
She's got almost half a million followers now.
And they all love Carl G.
[chuckles]
Come on.
[Mei] Don't forget to tag me.
- Oh, we got you, Ms. G. - What a great guy.
We're so lucky Margot gets to have him with her at USC.
Lennon's gonna be all the way in Michigan.
At least your other one will be home.
True.
Doesn't mean I'm not gonna cry like a baby when Lennon goes.
[Mei] I'm just so glad
that they're all here tonight.
Partying where we know that they're safe.
- [retching] - [♪ Einar Erlander & Julia Heslop: "Famous"]
♪ I'm a star now ♪
♪ Bet you wish you were me ♪
♪ The cash, dreams, queen ♪
♪ Boys and girls...
I just don't want to fuck it up.
You won't. Look, just remember:
gentle touch and eye contact.
[device whirring]
Forget it. I'm-I'm done. I'm done.
No, you're not. I'm not gonna let you pussy out.
Choosing not to have sex is not pussying out.
Come on. You bail on, like, everything.
You, like, have to do this.
Why? So I can be like you?
I'd never wish that on anyone.
I just want you to have a fucking life.
- I have a life. - You're a virgin
who doesn't have a driver's license, so...
Did you just misquote Clueless at me?
[sighs] Look, I'm just trying to help.
[clears throat]
Don't you want Dylan to see how awesome you are?
You mean, like, after I manipulate him into it?
You're just overthinking, as usual.
Please, just have a sniff and chill out.
What is wrong with you?
It's my life. I'll do what I want.
Yeah? How's that working out for you?
You have any plans for after the party?
I mean, like, for the rest of your life?
Fuck you. At least I'm not a drug addict who screws her way
- through everything. - Wow.
Slut-shaming. That's a new low, Ally.
- Thought you were a legit feminist. - You think I don't know
how you got that A in A.P. Bio from Mr. Haskell?
You fuck to get everything.
I mean, grades, attention, friends, drugs.
Y-You fuck to fuck people over,
and you want me to be like that so that Dylan will like me?
Fuck you. You're nothing.
You're the worst fucking person I've ever met.
[♪ Poppy: "Anything Like Me"]
♪ Sorry for what I've become ♪
♪ Because I'm becoming someone ♪
♪ Your hand on my neck, you call up the press ♪
♪ Die for the attention ♪
♪ You pray for a reaction ♪
♪ I'll stop when it's no more fun ♪
♪ If this is the start, then let's see how far ♪
♪ You're gonna take this one ♪
♪ You shouldn't be anything like me ♪
♪ You'll never be anything like me ♪
♪ You shouldn't be anything like me ♪
♪ This isn't a fight to be won ♪
♪ Go on and give up the gun ♪
♪ If this is a test, with all due respect ♪
♪ You're not gonna fool no one ♪
♪ I'm everything she never was ♪
♪ Now everyone's out for my blood ♪
♪ Stop, you're making a scene ♪
♪ You're coming at me with blood in your teeth ♪
♪ You shouldn't be anything like me ♪
♪ You shouldn't be anything like me...
- I need a bump. - You just had a bump.
Then I need a mogul. No, that's a ski bump.
[gasps] We need to get you on skis.
- Johnny! - Hey, Johnny.
Uh-oh. Some of your secret trade?
Uh, just Gary, junior year.
Knew it. Wait, junior year?
When you were with me?
No overlap. I swear. I'll catch up.
This graduation party is iconique,
as the French would say.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[Lennon] It's going to be fun.
[Dylan] I don't know, Len.
Do you want to do it?
Maybe.
Come on. You're not gonna make me do it alone.
[inhales sharply]
- [chuckles] - [grunts]
Come on. It's graduation.
Let's fuck shit up.
[♪ Al Wilkinson: "Louder Than Words"]
[whooping, cheering]
[music fades]
[gasps]
Alison, you're not getting off that easy.
Is it over yet?
[laughs softly] Not even close.
You look pretty.
Yeah. Pretty fucking stupid.
You're right, it's totally beneath you to actually try.
Okay, shut up.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Did you tell Margot yet?
Want a drink?
Way to change the subject.
Look, I mean, it's Juilliard. She's got to understand.
She's Margot.
Well, I guess she'll just figure it out
when you don't show up at USC.
She's just done so much for me.
They're menthol.
As long as they'll kill me.
It's weird, right?
[Johnny] That we've known these people our whole lives
and they don't know us at all?
Mm.
[♪ Chiiild: "Back to Life"]
♪ Tell me what we're learning ♪
♪ Guess no one read the history ♪
♪ We're burning ♪
♪ Don't understand the way...
[Johnny] Hot.
- Fuck off. - All right. Come on.
Go make interesting, neurotic babies.
You're so fucking stupid.
♪ If there's a God ♪
♪ I hope she's Black ♪
♪ And when I die ♪
♪ She brings me back ♪
♪ Back to life ♪
♪ Back, back to life...
Hey.
Oh.
Alison. Hey.
- Oh, shit. - Oh, shit.
- Do you want some help? - Sorry. No, no, no, no, no. It's fine.
- Uh, I got it. Sorry. - There's...
Sorry to the table?
Oh, right. Exactly.
So are, um, are you having fun?
Depends on how you define fun.
Right. Yeah.
I failed the reading portion of the SATs,
- so... - Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh. No, I... that-that was a joke.
- I-I never took the SATs. - Oh.
Right. Sorry.
Uh...
[laughs] Not-not that you didn't take them.
That's cool.
Uh, you, do you want a shot?
♪ And when I die...
Yeah, sure. That would be nice.
Yeah? Okay.
♪ Back to life, I hope...
Then w-would you like, if you want, um,
after, the... maybe, we could go somewhere and talk?
Yeah. Yeah, I like, I like talking.
[laughs softly]
I'm gonna, I'm gonna pay attention this time.
♪ Back, back to life...
Hey, Lennon.
[Lennon] Isn't she the cutest thing you ever saw?
I look just like you.
Hi.
Did you want a shot too, or...?
Alison doesn't drink.
♪ I hope she's Black ♪
♪ And when I die...
[laughs]
Uh... I could pour more.
♪ I hope I get ♪
More is good.
♪ My second chance ♪
♪ And when I die ♪
I can't fucking believe you.
♪ She brings me back...
Sorry.
[♪ Shygirl: "Freak"]
♪ I'm a freak, yeah, I know ♪
♪ Know you like to hear me say it...
Oh, my God. Lennon was in my room.
She is so...
I can't even.
I cannot believe you fucked Dylan.
You don't know that.
[Alison] Yes, I do.
It is written all over your fucking face.
You had sex with the one person
I have been in love with my entire life.
- [♪ Balance: "Money All the Time] - ♪ New shit, we just...
Hey, have you guys seen Dylan?
[boy] I don't know.
♪ I'm about to drop, stop with your bank account ♪
♪ Money out the sunroof, drippin' ♪
Come in. Bruce is here.
♪ Said she want a real player ♪
♪ I don't ever hate, player-trippin' ♪
♪ Back-to-back drops, raise the ceiling ♪
♪ Everybody bang like an 808 ♪
♪ I don't wanna hang, she can hardly wait ♪
♪ All I fuck is money, I don't really date...
- Hey, have you seen Dylan? - You got roxy?
Shut the fuck up.
Now you have everything.
I'm sorry. Trust me, okay?
This way you can finally move on and have a life.
Fuck you, Lennon.
♪ You ain't gotta spit ♪
♪ Pop the whip, make it flip, I ain't holler shit ♪
♪ Flexing on the Gram, couple bands, who the hottest bitch? ♪
♪ Money, money, money all the time ♪
♪ What I'm thinking 'bout, bitches on my mind...
[muffled music continues]
[breathes deeply]
♪ Thinking 'bout money, money, money...
[grunts] Nice.
♪ What you talking 'bout? ♪
There you are.
♪ What you talking 'bout? ♪
Can ketamine kill you?
♪ With your bank account...
She is in such denial.
Why hasn't Riley hit me ba...
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
♪ I could be your man like hey ♪
♪ Money be the mission...
Um, what is the police chief doing here?
Why don't you ask your mom?
We need to go.
Way to state the obvious.
I mean before anyone else sees her.
- Why didn't you text me back? - Hello, bitch?
There is a cop in your house.
[Johnny] You okay, dude?
I think I might be a bad person.
[laughs] You're not. Trust me on this one.
[music continues in distance]
Lennon, you goddess.
What are you doing?
Going away from that dry-vag cop.
I mean, those pants. I'm sorry, but who dresses like that?
My mom's definitely passed out at my place.
What about the lodge?
Why are we not driving?
Is Alison okay?
- No. - [engine starts]
- [♪ SKRXLLA: "Dare You to Get It Started"] - [Margot] Let's go!
♪ You don't really wanna start with me...
- [all shout] - [Margot] Oh, shit!
I would like to live into adulthood.
No one mails anything anymore, anyway.
Yo, how fucked up are you?
[Lennon] Very.
♪ I fucked up...
Ugh, what was my mother thinking?
Oh, I'll take an eight ball.
Who wants shots?
♪ Taking all of your dough...
Oh, I already drank my calorie limit.
Get over yourself. Take it.
Coke does speed up the metabolism.
The Internet says ketamine can kill you.
The Internet is full of shit. I already told you this.
Shots? You're just freaking.
- Do a shot. - [Margot] Graduation night's about to get lit.
- I need a burrito! - Not keto!
I'm here with the OGs, BFFs since kindergarten!
- Say hi, Johnny. - Hi, Johnny.
Hey. Seriously, can we talk about what happened?
[Margot] Uh, Riley was my first friend
when I moved here and no one else would talk to me.
Yeah, I would have failed first grade spelling
if it weren't for you.
But you were definitely annoying.
Bitch, I just wanted everyone to like me!
And now they do. Thanks to the original bad girl Riri.
- Say hi, Riri. - Legit, don't point that shit at me.
Uh, Riri is a little shy right now.
But Lennon's never shy. Say hi, Lennon.
♪ Taking all of your dough...
Guys, I need a burrito.
Can you two please just kiss and make up?
Love you, Lemon.
We need better music.
Say hi, Dylan.
Isn't he cute?
I mean, like, in a Dan Humphrey kind of way?
- Ponder that. - Okay, what about...
hey, you know, maybe we could talk later.
It's just sex.
♪ Start with me...
Ooh, yum. [giggles]
Um, can someone please be in charge of music?
Uh, yeah. How about something chill,
like Joni Mitchell.
- Dude, you're a loser. Lil' Xan. - We need Ari.
- I think I need to go home. - [Riley] What you need
- is a fucking burrito. - Ari, Ari.
- [♪ Charli XCX: "Claws"] - ♪ Yeah, that's so nice ♪
- I love this song. - Oh!
♪ I like, I like, I like, I like ♪
- ♪ Everything about you ♪ - Burrito!
- Burrito. Burrito. - ♪ I like, I like...
Hey, maybe I should just go home, guys, okay?
- [Johnny] Whoa! - [Margot] What the fuck?
♪ I like, I like, I like, I like...
Seriously, guys, can I...
I-I think I really need to go home.
[Riley] Burrito, guys! Fucking...
♪ I like, I like, I like ♪
- [Riley] Burrito! - ♪ Everything about you...
Hello? Burrito!
- [thudding] - [screams]
[tires screech]
♪ Don't you hold me back ♪
♪ 'Cause I know when I know ♪
♪ I don't wanna be alone ♪
[music stops]
What was that?
Where are you going?
To find out what we hit.
I'm sure it was a goat.
[Margot] The car still works, right?
So whatever it was couldn't be that bad.
[Johnny] No, whatever it was,
i-it looks bad.
Guys, I think we should go!
What is it?
Hey, I'm sure it was a goat.
I don't think it was a goat.
What the fuck is it?
It had to be a goat.
They wander around here all the time.
No, don't come over here.
No. Lennon?
[gasps]
[Riley gasping]
[Margot] Okay. It's okay.
She's okay. She's gonna be all right.
She's dead.
Are you sure?
This cannot be happening.
This... this isn't happening.
It's gonna be okay. I'm right here.
We're gonna make it okay.
What do we do?
Shit. It's Dale.
No one say anything. I got this.
Make sure he doesn't see her body.
[music over radio fades]
[Dale] Hey. How's it, homies?
- Hey, Dale. - Graduation.
[chuckles] Am I right?
Hey.
You two like a, like an item now?
[chuckles]
Hey, cool. Cool.
I'm down.
You guys got some car trouble or something, or...?
No. We're-we're good.
Why you guys, uh, hanging out on the side of the road?
[retches]
Margot. She wasn't, uh, feeling well, so...
[Margot] Wine before liquor,
never sicker.
[retches]
There you go. Get it all out.
Whew. Looks like you got this handled.
[laughs]
I'm-a go lay me some pipe.
Later, losers.
We need to call the police.
- What are you doing? - Calling the police.
No, you're not. We need to think about this first.
There's nothing to think about.
- I didn't think so. - Maybe we should
- call my dad. - No one's calling their parents, okay?
Or the fucking police. We're 18, we're adults.
That's what they're gonna fucking try us as.
- No, it was an accident. - We're wasted.
That makes it manslaughter, at least.
[Dylan] When you hit someone,
you're supposed to call the police!
We all know you're the fucking good guy, Dylan!
Okay, you know what? I'm sorry, okay?
[Johnny] Hey, I-I don't know what's going on between you two,
- but this is not helping. - There's tons
- of illegal shit all over that car. - Okay. Too much chaos.
She's dead. We can't just leave her here and do nothing.
But we need to calm down
and think about this rationally.
I mean, what was she even doing here?
- I'll take the blame. - Seriously, Dylan?
The police don't give a shit about your OCD guilt complex.
She's right. Riley is right.
They're going to arrest all of us.
[Riley] That's the end of MIT.
Okay? None of us
are going to college or anywhere else.
I mean, maybe Margot, 'cause she's rich, but the rest of us?
We are fucked.
We will serve time and our lives will be fucked forever.
They have to understand that this was an accident.
We need to do the right thing.
- I agree. - Seriously, Johnny?
Who is that the right thing for?
She's the one who was driving the car.
Do you want Lennon to go to jail?
- Do you? - No. Of course not.
[Riley] We could say,
we could say we hit a goat.
[Johnny] And leave her here?
I'm not doing that.
We could take her to the cave.
That's where their mom committed suicide.
No one will find her if we put her in the cave.
That whole cult killed themselves there.
- The tide just took them all. - [Riley] So what?
We just, we just say she ran away?
All she ever did was hate on everyone here.
She wasn't going to college.
She wasn't... she didn't have a job.
Her sister was about to leave.
Why would she stick around?
It's not like she had any friends.
I was her friend.
Since when?
Since kindergarten. Since we all were.
This doesn't feel right.
- I agree. - [Riley] What the fuck?
You-you were the one who just said we should take her
- to the fucking cave. - Car.
Shit.
- Okay, can you do it again? - Yeah. Always.
[Riley] It turned. We can't stay here.
Okay, okay. I say we take a vote.
I say we ask her.
I know this is hard,
but we all just want to do the right thing.
What do you think Alison would want?
I fucked him, okay?
I'm sorry. I fuck lots of people.
It's not like you were ever gonna do it.
Yes, I was.
We were literally just talking about it.
Yeah. And then you pussied out,
just like you do with everything.
This is life.
If it wasn't me, it would've been someone else.
The world isn't just gonna sit around and wait
for you forever, Alison.
Other people are gonna take what they want if you don't get
off your ass and do something.
What is there left to take? You already took it all.
You know how impossible it is to be your sister?
[scoffs] It's more impossible to be yours.
All I do every day is worry about poor Alison.
"Got to make sure poor Alison's okay."
I'm not "poor Alison."
Worry about your fucking self.
Come on. Johnny can drive.
[gasping breaths]
- What the fuck? - Pull over.
[ringtone plays]
It's FKA Twigs.
She loved FKA.
[laughs softly] It's her fucking ringtone.
What am I gonna tell him?
That she ran away.
Wait, did you take the SIM card out?
No one can track it if it's off.
We need to go.
- [♪ Lafawndah: "Don't Despair"] - ♪ And all around your body ♪
♪ Your lovers lie ♪
♪ Broken ♪
♪ Don't despair ♪
♪ Don't despair...
[liquid dripping]
You okay?
You're a fucking sociopath.
Pretty sure that's genetic.
It's not funny. I mean it. You are deeply mentally ill.
- I know what you do with those razor blades. - Whatever.
It's better than moping around all day.
[Riley] All of these people died in here?
Most of them were in the cult.
Oh, my God.
That's their mom.
Who carved them all?
Nobody knows.
I did a report on it in fifth grade.
And you're still a freak.
Says the well-adjusted one.
[Margot screams]
- What the...? - [exhales sharply] Sorry.
It's just, it's just my Insta.
Are you recording this?
Are you out of your fucking mind?
So ugly of you to assume.
It's the Story I was making when we crashed.
- You posted that story? - Johnny,
do I look like an idiot to you?
Then what is it still doing on your phone?
I forgot to delete it, okay?
I was a little busy keeping you all out of jail.
[scoffs]
There. Gone.
See?
We can't stay here.
No, we need to do something first.
A prayer or a song or something
to send Alison's soul to a better place.
You don't legit believe in heaven, do you?
'Cause you know they don't let the gays in.
My heaven does.
I believe in hell.
[Margot] I believe in something greater
than all of us that lives inside me.
Can we just have a moment of silence, please?
God, please bless Alison's soul
and forgive
whatever sins she may have committed.
Please accept her into the kingdom of heaven
to live with you in peace
- and happiness for all eternity. - Hey.
I think somebody's back there.
[rocks clatter softly]
What's going on?
- [rats squeaking] - [Riley] Oh, God!
- What the fuck? - [Margot] Oh, my God.
Are you for real? They're just rats.
That is a shocking response coming from you.
- I'm a complicated person. - [groans]
Tide's coming in.
We have to go.
Please, just, like, a couple more minutes.
We'll keep an eye on the tide.
I'm allowed to be sad.
Everyone knows you're sad, Alison.
It's all you are every goddamn day for the last ten years.
- My mom died. - She was my mother, too.
And you didn't give a shit.
Just because I got the fuck on with my life, unlike you.
You had Dad. Hmm?
Here we go. Yeah, of course I'm his favorite.
I don't sit around and blame him for my bad life choices.
I don't blame him. I blame you.
You should blame her.
She's the only one who has ever loved me.
She didn't love you.
We have to go.
The tide's coming in.
I'm sorry.
[Johnny] I'm gonna miss you, Alison.
[Dylan] Come on.
[gasping breath]
Hey, what's wrong?
Nothing. I...
It's nothing.
♪ ♪
We did the right thing.
Why are you doing this?
You have Dad and Dylan
and smiling and friends
and blowjobs, like, why can't you just let me believe
that one person in the entire world loved me?
Just me.
Because she didn't.
Fine.
Now you have everything.
Look, I'm sorry.
Trust me, okay?
This way you can finally move on and have a life.
I love you.
Fuck you, Lennon.
[♪ Blake Blumentha, Jerry Thomas: "Party for Two"]
♪ Stream me live every time that you come through ♪
♪ Dreaming of a party for two ♪
♪ Make you dizzy, boy, you don't know what to do ♪
♪ Now you cryin' 'cause your dream won't come true ♪
♪ Suck it up, boy, go for round two ♪
♪ Celluloid honey ♪
♪ Looking so yummy...
Can you guys...
[exhales]
- ♪ Wishin' I was 3 - D ♪
♪ Party for one, turn up the volume ♪
♪ It's time to have fun ♪
♪ Steam me live every time ♪
♪ That you come through ♪
♪ Dreaming...
[panting]
- [door opens] - [Margot] Lennon,
you goddess.
Now, this is the party.
- What are you doing? - Going.
Away from that dry-vag cop.
I mean, those pants? I'm sorry, but who dresses like that?
My mom is definitely passed out at my place.
[Johnny] Yo, what about the lodge?
[Margot] Why are we not driving?
Is Alison okay?
No.
- [engine starts] - [Margot] Let's go!
- [all shout] - Oh, shit!
No one mails anything anymore, anyway.
Can we just talk about what happened?
- [thudding] - [tires screech]
I'm sure it was a goat.
I don't think it was a goat.
♪ ♪
Lennon?
You ready?
♪ ♪
[panting]
♪ ♪